The Osborn’s and the Sherlock’s had lived in Childean for many generations and every year they had a family holiday together in Spain.
Peter and Kate Osborn and their sons Brian and Mark, Kate’s sister Christine Sherlock and husband David and their daughters Karen and Julie, and they stayed in the Villa that was jointly owned by the two families every year in Moraira, just along the coast from Benidorm.
Mark Osborn was a twenty nine year old solicitor who still lived in the old family home in Childean although, his parents having retired to their Spanish Villa and his brother Brian was working for a magazine in New York.
On one family holiday in Spain Mark, who was a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday at the time, made love to his Aunt Christine’s oldest daughter Karen, who was just sixteen, for the first of many occasion.
One Wednesday he was working from home and he got up early and emailed the documents he had been working on the night before and then had a leisurely breakfast.
It was just before 10 o’clock when Karen walked through the front door and called
“Hi cuz”
“Hi Karen” he responded, “I’m in the kitchen”
When she walked in the kitchen she was dressed in a dark blue uniform that he hadn’t seen before.
“What’s this then, new uniform?” he asked
“New job” she replied proudly and gave him a twirl “Ward sister at the Winston Churchill”
“Well done” he said and hugged her,
Her uniform was all crisp and new and still had that fresh laundered smell.
“Do you have time for celebration shag?” he asked hopefully
“Why do you think I’m here?” she replied and then kissed him
“Where would you like it Sister?” he asked between kisses
“Here will suffice I don’t want to be late for my new job” she replied as she rubbed her mound against the bulge in his jeans.
“Just don’t spaff on my new uniform”
Then she returned her attention to his mouth and her tongue darted in and out of his mouth as her hands undid his trousers and before long she was tugging roughly on his cock.
After a moment or two she disengaged her mouth from his and turned around and bent over resting her elbows on the counter top and wiggled her round arse at me.
Apparently she was ready to go so he shuffled up behind her like a horny penguin and began tugging her uniform up over her arse, which was naked.
“Where are your drawers?” he asked
“In the car” she replied
“Nuff said” he responded and undid the zip of her uniform and slipped his hands inside and roughly groped at her tits while she rubbed her hind quarters against his cock.
But every time she was about to engulf him he withdrew and teased her until the fourth time when she looked over her shoulder at him as she rested on her elbows and pleaded with her eyes so he grabbed her hips and in one easy movement he penetrated her tight hairless fanny and judging by her vocal response it was very much to her satisfaction.
He took hold of her tits and cupped them as he pounded on her creamy pussy, the sound of her arse cheeks slapping against his belly was like applause and the coarse moans she was emitting were like encores.
So he pounded on her harder and faster.
The applause grew, her vocalizing grew, the electric pace grew and the wobble of her tits grew until to rapturous applause and what sounded like baying wolf calls they both came.
And there she was his kissing cousin spent and disgraced bent over his kitchen counter with his twitching cock still inside her.
Thursday, 20 April 2017
Wednesday, 19 April 2017
Choice Tales from the Vale – (042) The Girl in the Pink Pyjamas
(Part 01)
Mark Sheridan was twenty two and had just returned to his parents’ home in Shallowfield after completing his degree.
After the obligatory kiss and hug for his mother and helping his dad unload the car he went straight upstairs to his room.
His father, being his father, had picked him up from Aston University in Birmingham at stupid o’clock so he was planning to grab a couple of hours sleep once he had brought all his stuff up.
He put the last box in the corner and went over to the window to draw the curtains which was when he first noticed the girl in the pink pyjamas and suddenly he wasn’t so tired.
The girl who was tiptoeing around the garden in her nightclothes was playing with a kitten and when she bent over in front of him she had his full attention because as her bottoms stretched tight across her buttocks it was obvious she wasn’t wearing any pants underneath them.
“Very nice” he said and all at once the kitten scampered off and the girl scampered after it which was when she leant forward and the full weight of her breasts fell forward and showed through her top in stark relief.
“Oh mama” he said in response to her mama’s but then the girl stood up and turned towards the house and moments later she went indoors.
“No don’t go” he said and pressed his face against the glass of his window “dance around some more”
But his words fell on deaf ears as she was gone.
Mark stood by the window for another ten minutes hoping she would reappear but she didn’t.
He sat in his room for the next hour thinking about the girl in the pink pyjamas but as horny as her performance was he wasn’t sure why.
He had three very successful years at University and ended with a very impressive collection of notches on his bedpost.
All body shapes, ethnicity, short, tall, blondes, brunettes and redheads, suffice is to say he did not go short, so why he should be so affected by a redheaded girl in pink pyjamas who he hadn’t even got a good look was a mystery.
He decided to give up on trying to get his head down and went in search of food instead.
Mark found his mum in the kitchen who offered to cook him bacon and egg.
“Who are the new neighbours?” he asked
“What new neighbours?”
“Next door” he said
“No the Coates still live next door” she said
“I just saw a strange redhead dancing around the garden in her PJ’s”
Mark said
“That’s Amy”
“No that’s not possible, Amy is a skinny kid with braces” he pointed out
“She used to be but she’s 18 now” Mrs Sheridan said “She starts at University in September”
“It was Amy?” he asked
“Yes” she replied “she’s always been a lovely girl but she’s grown into a beautiful young woman”
“Yes she has” he agreed
“And she’s not seeing anyone at the moment” she added
(Part 02)
It was a glorious day in the middle of May, unseasonably warm and the type of day that England was made for and Mark and his parents were invited to the Coates’s for a BBQ.
In the week following Mark’s arrival back in Shallowfield from University he had been up early every morning just on the off chance that he might catch a glimpse of Amy tripping around the garden in her pyjamas once more but he never saw her out there again and inexplicably he was really disappointed.
In fact he hadn’t caught sight of her at all in night clothes or day clothes.
So when his parents received the BBQ invite he saw that he was included he didn’t hesitate in accepting it.
He was haunted by the image of the busty redhead cavorting with the kitten in her night wear and he had to see her face to face to get that delightful image out of his brain and out of his system so he could get back to accumulating notches on his bedpost.
He had already allowed two dead certs to slip through his fingers and he had to ensure there wasn’t to be a third and he and the family were off to stay with his grandparents in Spain a month later and he was very much looking forward to some sin in the sun, so he wanted the busty redhead out of his system.
Mark Sheridan, younger brother Kevin and their parents arrived mid-afternoon at the BBQ through the side gate to find everything in full swing.
Introductions were made, acquaintanceships renewed, slaps on the back received and drinks dispensed.
But to his great disappointment there was no sign of Amy, her older brother and younger siblings were there, but not she.
Every time he heard fresh footfalls on the patio he would crane his neck hoping to see her and his mum picked up on his anxiousness and was amused by it, but put him out of his misery when she asked her hostess.
“Where’s Amy today?”
“She working today at The Woodcutters” she replied, The Woodcutters Arms was a popular venue for Sunday lunch in Shallowfield, “She’ll be home soon though”
Mark’s mum was looking at him and smiling as Mrs Coates delivered the news and Mark was unable to conceal his pleasure on receipt of the information.
Another hour of inane chatter followed before Mrs Coates suddenly got out of her seat.
“Hello darling” she said “Do you want a drink or would you rather change first”
“A drink first please” Amy replied even though she had had a busy shift at the pub and was quite hot, and in all honesty she would have preferred to have had a quick refreshing shower and then slip into a summer dress but she had been every bit as eager to see Mark again as he was to see her.
Although Mark’s interest only stemmed from the morning he witnessed her Pyjama ballet in the garden, whereas Amy’s fascination for him began when she was only twelve when of course the 16 year old Mark only saw her as a skinny tomboy with scabby knees and braces on her teeth.
“Hello everyone” she said
(Part 03)
As she had been working at the pub that lunchtime she was still dressed in her waitress uniform of short black skirt and tights and a crisp white blouse, always a nice combo, Mark liked her in her uniform almost as much as her PJ’s.
It was the first chance he had to ogle her glorious bod at close quarters.
She was five foot eight with long cascading red hair, he had always liked a redhead, and a red bush for that matter.
She also had spellbinding green eyes, a heart melting smile, a gorgeous figure, substantial breasts and a pert arse, all gracefully underpinned by stunning legs.
“Hello stranger” She said smiling broadly at him as she sat down next to Mark.
“Hhhhi” he stammered
“I hope that’s the affect I’m having on him” she thought to herself and smiled “And he’s not just drunk”
Some unremarkable small talk followed, going back and forth across the table, until she finished her drink and then she said.
“I think I’ll go and get changed” but she was looking at Mark when she said it.
He returned her smile and had another beer and waited patiently for her to return, he didn’t join in the conversation much as he was distracted by the sound of the shower running and the mental images associated with a beautiful naked young woman, he pictured the water droplets traversing her breast and accumulating on her nipples or cascading down her belly towards her luscious red bush, at least he hoped it was, it certainly was in his erotic dreams, there was red bush and plenty of it.
It was about forty minutes after she excused herself when he saw the gorgeous Amy emerge from the house, she had changed out of her uniform and was wearing instead a lovely emerald green summer dress and being the man he was he immediately wondered if her knickers and bra matched a thought which caused him to have a slight trouser tickle.
There were no spare seats at the table where he and his parents were sitting which frustrated him slightly but to his surprise and delight she stole a chair from the other table.
“Can I squeeze in?” she asked him
“Yes please” he said a little too eagerly, which did not go unnoticed and made her smile, but made the conversation strained.
But once again Mark’s mum came to the rescue and suggested that the young people should leave the oldies and go and stretch their legs.
Neither Mark nor Amy needed telling twice and immediately got up
They left the garden and walked up towards Teardrop Lake
“You look very lovely” he said
“I bet you say that to all your conquests” she retorted
“No I’m serious” he said
“You do have a reputation though don’t you” she pointed out
“I mean it I think you’re a pretty girl and you look very lovely in that dress” he said indignantly he wanted to add that he was quite fond of her tits as well but he held that back.
“Oh don’t give me the pretty girl spiel” she said and laughed
(Part 04)
“Oh don’t give me the pretty girl spiel” Amy said and laughed
“Well that’s what I see” he said defensively
“And you like me in this dress?” she asked
“Of course” he said “though not as much as in your PJ’s”
“When did you see me in my Pyjamas?” she asked in horror
He then went on to explain about seeing her cavorting in her pink pyjamas when she was tiptoeing around the garden playing with a kitten.
He didn’t mention about when she bent over in front of him and her bottoms stretched tight across her buttocks showing that she obviously wasn’t wearing any pants underneath them or when she bent forward to pick up the scampering kitten and she leant forward so the full weight of her breasts fell forward and showed through her top in stark relief.
But after he finished telling her about seeing her cavorting in her night clothes in the garden she was mortified and went very red.
“I don’t believe it” she said “and you actually watched?”
“Of course I did” he replied matter of factly “You looked cute”
“You perve” she said and laughed
When they reached the lake and stopped to look out across the water he asked
“Do you want to go out to the pictures?”
“Why?”
“Why not?” he said “or maybe go for a meal, bowling or just a drink”
“Why do you want to go out with me?” she asked
“Because I like you”
“You don’t even know me” Amy said
“Of course I do, we’ve been neighbours for years”
“Yes but when you saw me last week you thought you had new neighbours” she pointed out
“Ah well that’s because you’ve filled out a bit, that’s all” he said defensively
“Which is the only reason you want to take me out” Amy stated
“No” he snapped
“Look Mark I’ve seen you go out with half the pretty girls in Shallowfield” She said, a little bitterly “and I bet it was no different at University”
“Look all I can say is that since I first saw you I’ve been able to think of nothing else but you” he said
“Pervy thoughts probably” Amy said coolly
“No” he snapped “I’m smitten”
“What?”
“I’m smi…” he began but Amy was kissing him.
Over the following three weeks they saw a lot of each other, cinema, bowling, laser quest or pizza’s, in fact the spent virtually every moment she wasn’t working together doing something.
Though not what he was burning to do, they kissed every day, they held hands, they even cuddled a lot, but that was all.
He hadn’t got inside her knickers, he hadn’t even groped her tits, he hadn’t even tried to feel her up and wet his fingers even though he wanted to desperately he was strangely willing to wait.
The side effect to his patience was a necessary increase in his self-abuse almost to his pre-sixteen year old levels.
But during their fourth week of dating Amy was a little quieter than normal so halfway through the week Mark asked her what was wrong.
(Part 05)
During their fourth week of dating Amy was a little quieter than normal so halfway through the week Mark asked her what was wrong.
“What’s wrong is you’re going to Spain in two days’ time and you’ll be spending two weeks chasing pretty Spanish girls in the sunshine”
“What I will be doing is spending two weeks missing you” he said
“And counting the days until I come back to you”
His heartfelt words melted her heart and Amy rewarded him with their most passionate kiss, in fact such was the level of passion that Amy wanted to give herself to him totally.
But as much as she wanted him, she knew she had to wait, because she had to be sure.
Amy was sure about her feelings for him, but although his words moved her, it was his dead’s that concerned her, Amy knew his reputation with girls and she didn’t want to be just another of his conquests.
So he went home and made his way gingerly upstairs with his lover’s balls, firstly he had a piss, which was no mean feat with a hard on.
Mark had to lean forward like a ski jumper and piss in the shower after which time he dealt with his rather spectacular erection while beneath the shower as he thought about what sexploit’s he would have with Amy given the opportunity.
Amy however waited until she was comfortable beneath the duvet in her pink pyjamas when she employed her fingers to deal with her own arousal.
It was midway through June when Mark kissed Amy goodbye in the quiet secluded corner of the garden, their special place, the place where they kissed goodnight every night.
A patio area with a pergola above it covered with honeysuckle and Jasmine, it was a perfect place, peacefully quiet and refreshingly cool beneath the scented canopy which allowed only dappled light to penetrate and most importantly private.
So no one could see them fondly kiss or see her shed a tear as he and his family drove off to the Airport.
There was a two hour delay at Heathrow Airport which was when Mark penned his first love letter to Amy which set of a chain of billet-doux between them which cemented their burgeoning love.
They skyped every couple of days which they enjoyed but it was the love letters that they looked forward to receiving the most.
They Skyped the night before he was flying home and they made arrangements to see each other as soon as he was home.
His parents and his brother Kevin were staying on for another week but Mark had to be back for a job interview after the weekend so he was travelling back to Shallowfield on his own and therefore they would have the house to themselves.
He arrived home around lunchtime and ate a sandwich for lunch and then had a hot shower and a shave, he knew he had time as Amy was working until four.
When he was spruced up he stepped out through the open French windows and walked across the garden and sat in their special place and waited for Amy.
(Part 06)
He sat down under the canopy of honeysuckle and Jasmine in the dappled shade to wait for the girl he had fallen in love with and day dreamed about her.
Mark continued to dream of her for the next forty minutes and he stopped when he caught sight of Amy, the girl of his dreams, coming across the lawn wearing the beautiful emerald green dress that he liked her in so much and he immediately wondered if the colour of her knickers and bra matched the dress which caused him a significant trouser tickle.
But as she got closer he realised the point was moot as it was clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and his trouser tickle turned into a semi.
The organ most affected for Amy was her heart which was pounding in her chest as she stepped onto the patio and he smiled at her.
She returned his smile and asked
“So how were all the pretty Spanish Girls?”
“They were lovely” he replied “but I rather like a pretty English girl myself”
She gave him a look and then he continued
“Which is why I’ve come back to you”
“I’m not pretty,” she snorted
“No that’s true” he agreed, “You’re beautiful”
She just shook her head and turned away coyly.
“You are beautiful Amy” he insisted as he moved close to her so that her intoxicating perfume enveloped him and he lifted her chin.
And when Mark had steered her head back towards him he moved his hand from her chin and caressed her cheek while he stared into her beautiful hypnotic green eyes, and then he leant in and kissed her.
Amy immediately responded by pressing her mouth hard against his and darting her tongue in his mouth and her arms wrapped around him, holding him so tight.
As the temperature of their embrace grew Mark’s left hand rested on her hip pulling her pelvis towards his now throbbing cock while his right had drifted purposefully from her cheek, down her elegant neck and was moving quickly to her shoulder.
The passion of the kiss showed no sign of abating so his hand moved from her hip up her back and slowly unzipped her dress and Amy’s reaction was to increase the vigour of her darting tongue, so the hand Mark had resting on her shoulder began pushing the strap of her dress down her arm to the elbow at which point Amy obligingly slipped her arm out, and as the cotton fell away from her, his hand was able to cup her glorious exposed breast.
(Part 07)
Amy sighed and snorted air in deeply through her nose as he toyed with her stiffening nipple between his thumb and forefinger until he disengaged his mouth from hers and she immediately tried to reattach but he broke away again as unbeknown to her he had other plans for his mouth.
So still fondling her breast he started to kiss down her neck while slipping her remaining shoulder strap off to expose her other glorious globe which he quickly took hold of with his spare hand.
Much to her approval he returned his mouth to hers, however briefly, as he fondled both of her titties, playing with her swollen peaks with his thumbs before Mark’s mouth went on a journey down her neck, her freckled shoulder and heaving chest until he found himself kneeling in from of her and her beautiful round tits which he took turns on, kissing, licking and sucking.
Amy was trembling, her left hand was on his shoulder, gripping hard and her other was fingering his hair as he sucked her teat and while he did so his hands were on her knees about to travel north, and as they slid slowly yet purposely upward as if to distract her from his intent he sucked hard on her nipple, making her wince, she withdrew it immediately and Mark thought he had hurt her too much but instead she thrust her other teat between his lips for similar treatment and he duly obliged.
His hands meanwhile were nearing their objective and he felt the fabric of her panties beneath his fingertips.
Marks big hands spread out across her firm buttocks squeezing and kneading them until his fingers reached the waistband of her knickers and grasping the elastic firmly he tugged them off her round cheeks and down her trembling thighs releasing them at her knees where gravity took over and his hands were then quickly occupied with her naked arse and he stopped sucking her tits and instead began kissing her quivering belly, simultaneously edging her backward against the table.
Amy adjusted her feet, at the same time kicking off her shoes and freeing one foot from her pants.
Mark was now pushing up the fabric of her dress and kissing her thighs pausing briefly to steal a glance of her knickers loosely hanging around her ankle, which he found for some reason extremely erotic, and he thought to himself “they were emerald green then”
He continued kissing up her thigh, he could smell coconut on her skin, he kissed further and he could detect her perfume, squirted for his benefit he assumed, and then further still and he could smell her odour, pungent and profuse which spurred him on, and very soon he was rubbing his face in her ample freshly showered red public curls and she went weak at the knees.
Mark manoeuvred her back still further until she could slide her buttocks onto the table to support her weight while he knelt before her and he looked up and saw Amy had her eyes closed and was biting her lip and then she opened her legs up wide for him.
(Part 08)
Mark manoeuvred Amy back until he could slide her buttocks onto the patio table to support her weight while he knelt before her and he looked up and saw Amy had her eyes closed and was biting her lip and then she opened up legs up wide for him to drink deeply of her heady perfumed juices and pleasured her with his tongue until he could wait no more and he got to his feet and kissed her with Amy’s pungent fragrance all around his mouth and when he stopped kissing her it was all around hers as well and as his hand slipped up her thigh she licked her lips and as he fingered her hot pussy with two fingers of one hand, making her moan whorishly, while he released his cock from its confines with the other.
Mark stood in front of her trembling body and he kissed her once more as he penetrated her and he felt her hymen break.
He stopped and while he was still inside her he said
"I didn’t know you were a virgin"
Mark had assumed she was sexually active she was after all an attractive confident young woman with no shortage of admirers as far as he was aware, and his mum had said she’d had several boyfriends.
"I’m sorry" was her reply
“What for?” he said, his throbbing cock eager to continue
"For not being experienced, for not being any good" she said pulling her dress up to cover her tits “for not being like your other girls”
“I’m glad I’m the first” he replied “And I’m going to be second and third”
So he pulled her dress back down exposing her gorgeous tits again and kissed her
“We will have to discuss your serious self-esteem issues in the afterglow” He said as he gave her a full length and she moaned softly and held onto him like a frightened child, then he gave her another and she relaxed a little, then another and she began moaning louder, then another and she came.
But when Amy came the first time he thought the table was going to collapse so he withdrew from her soaking wet cunny and droplets of her juice dripped off his glistening knob onto the patio,
“Please, don’t stop” she entreated
“Don’t worry darling” he reassured her “we’ll finish this inside on firmer ground, I don’t think this table will take any more of your passion”
He discarded his shorts and pants and stood before her wearing nothing but her cum and she stood up and grasped the front of her dress to cover her modesty.
“Let go” he said “You’re beautiful remember”
She opened her hand and her dress fell to the floor, and he admired her gorgeous body with her magnificent breasts and the thick red triangle of pubic hair, she stepped out of the discarded dress, but she still had her emerald green panties wrapped round her ankle, and she made as if to shake it free but Mark said
“No leave them, it’s really sexy”
He held out his hand and she took it in hers and he led her inside and finished the job and when he finally lost his load into her tight young cunny it was like a dam bursting from his pulsating twitching cock.
Mark and Amy spent the night together in his bed and after making love the next morning they had to go out in the garden and retrieve their clothes, not that they needed them as they were naked in each other’s arms for most of the day.
Mark Sheridan was twenty two and had just returned to his parents’ home in Shallowfield after completing his degree.
After the obligatory kiss and hug for his mother and helping his dad unload the car he went straight upstairs to his room.
His father, being his father, had picked him up from Aston University in Birmingham at stupid o’clock so he was planning to grab a couple of hours sleep once he had brought all his stuff up.
He put the last box in the corner and went over to the window to draw the curtains which was when he first noticed the girl in the pink pyjamas and suddenly he wasn’t so tired.
The girl who was tiptoeing around the garden in her nightclothes was playing with a kitten and when she bent over in front of him she had his full attention because as her bottoms stretched tight across her buttocks it was obvious she wasn’t wearing any pants underneath them.
“Very nice” he said and all at once the kitten scampered off and the girl scampered after it which was when she leant forward and the full weight of her breasts fell forward and showed through her top in stark relief.
“Oh mama” he said in response to her mama’s but then the girl stood up and turned towards the house and moments later she went indoors.
“No don’t go” he said and pressed his face against the glass of his window “dance around some more”
But his words fell on deaf ears as she was gone.
Mark stood by the window for another ten minutes hoping she would reappear but she didn’t.
He sat in his room for the next hour thinking about the girl in the pink pyjamas but as horny as her performance was he wasn’t sure why.
He had three very successful years at University and ended with a very impressive collection of notches on his bedpost.
All body shapes, ethnicity, short, tall, blondes, brunettes and redheads, suffice is to say he did not go short, so why he should be so affected by a redheaded girl in pink pyjamas who he hadn’t even got a good look was a mystery.
He decided to give up on trying to get his head down and went in search of food instead.
Mark found his mum in the kitchen who offered to cook him bacon and egg.
“Who are the new neighbours?” he asked
“What new neighbours?”
“Next door” he said
“No the Coates still live next door” she said
“I just saw a strange redhead dancing around the garden in her PJ’s”
Mark said
“That’s Amy”
“No that’s not possible, Amy is a skinny kid with braces” he pointed out
“She used to be but she’s 18 now” Mrs Sheridan said “She starts at University in September”
“It was Amy?” he asked
“Yes” she replied “she’s always been a lovely girl but she’s grown into a beautiful young woman”
“Yes she has” he agreed
“And she’s not seeing anyone at the moment” she added
(Part 02)
It was a glorious day in the middle of May, unseasonably warm and the type of day that England was made for and Mark and his parents were invited to the Coates’s for a BBQ.
In the week following Mark’s arrival back in Shallowfield from University he had been up early every morning just on the off chance that he might catch a glimpse of Amy tripping around the garden in her pyjamas once more but he never saw her out there again and inexplicably he was really disappointed.
In fact he hadn’t caught sight of her at all in night clothes or day clothes.
So when his parents received the BBQ invite he saw that he was included he didn’t hesitate in accepting it.
He was haunted by the image of the busty redhead cavorting with the kitten in her night wear and he had to see her face to face to get that delightful image out of his brain and out of his system so he could get back to accumulating notches on his bedpost.
He had already allowed two dead certs to slip through his fingers and he had to ensure there wasn’t to be a third and he and the family were off to stay with his grandparents in Spain a month later and he was very much looking forward to some sin in the sun, so he wanted the busty redhead out of his system.
Mark Sheridan, younger brother Kevin and their parents arrived mid-afternoon at the BBQ through the side gate to find everything in full swing.
Introductions were made, acquaintanceships renewed, slaps on the back received and drinks dispensed.
But to his great disappointment there was no sign of Amy, her older brother and younger siblings were there, but not she.
Every time he heard fresh footfalls on the patio he would crane his neck hoping to see her and his mum picked up on his anxiousness and was amused by it, but put him out of his misery when she asked her hostess.
“Where’s Amy today?”
“She working today at The Woodcutters” she replied, The Woodcutters Arms was a popular venue for Sunday lunch in Shallowfield, “She’ll be home soon though”
Mark’s mum was looking at him and smiling as Mrs Coates delivered the news and Mark was unable to conceal his pleasure on receipt of the information.
Another hour of inane chatter followed before Mrs Coates suddenly got out of her seat.
“Hello darling” she said “Do you want a drink or would you rather change first”
“A drink first please” Amy replied even though she had had a busy shift at the pub and was quite hot, and in all honesty she would have preferred to have had a quick refreshing shower and then slip into a summer dress but she had been every bit as eager to see Mark again as he was to see her.
Although Mark’s interest only stemmed from the morning he witnessed her Pyjama ballet in the garden, whereas Amy’s fascination for him began when she was only twelve when of course the 16 year old Mark only saw her as a skinny tomboy with scabby knees and braces on her teeth.
“Hello everyone” she said
(Part 03)
As she had been working at the pub that lunchtime she was still dressed in her waitress uniform of short black skirt and tights and a crisp white blouse, always a nice combo, Mark liked her in her uniform almost as much as her PJ’s.
It was the first chance he had to ogle her glorious bod at close quarters.
She was five foot eight with long cascading red hair, he had always liked a redhead, and a red bush for that matter.
She also had spellbinding green eyes, a heart melting smile, a gorgeous figure, substantial breasts and a pert arse, all gracefully underpinned by stunning legs.
“Hello stranger” She said smiling broadly at him as she sat down next to Mark.
“Hhhhi” he stammered
“I hope that’s the affect I’m having on him” she thought to herself and smiled “And he’s not just drunk”
Some unremarkable small talk followed, going back and forth across the table, until she finished her drink and then she said.
“I think I’ll go and get changed” but she was looking at Mark when she said it.
He returned her smile and had another beer and waited patiently for her to return, he didn’t join in the conversation much as he was distracted by the sound of the shower running and the mental images associated with a beautiful naked young woman, he pictured the water droplets traversing her breast and accumulating on her nipples or cascading down her belly towards her luscious red bush, at least he hoped it was, it certainly was in his erotic dreams, there was red bush and plenty of it.
It was about forty minutes after she excused herself when he saw the gorgeous Amy emerge from the house, she had changed out of her uniform and was wearing instead a lovely emerald green summer dress and being the man he was he immediately wondered if her knickers and bra matched a thought which caused him to have a slight trouser tickle.
There were no spare seats at the table where he and his parents were sitting which frustrated him slightly but to his surprise and delight she stole a chair from the other table.
“Can I squeeze in?” she asked him
“Yes please” he said a little too eagerly, which did not go unnoticed and made her smile, but made the conversation strained.
But once again Mark’s mum came to the rescue and suggested that the young people should leave the oldies and go and stretch their legs.
Neither Mark nor Amy needed telling twice and immediately got up
They left the garden and walked up towards Teardrop Lake
“You look very lovely” he said
“I bet you say that to all your conquests” she retorted
“No I’m serious” he said
“You do have a reputation though don’t you” she pointed out
“I mean it I think you’re a pretty girl and you look very lovely in that dress” he said indignantly he wanted to add that he was quite fond of her tits as well but he held that back.
“Oh don’t give me the pretty girl spiel” she said and laughed
(Part 04)
“Oh don’t give me the pretty girl spiel” Amy said and laughed
“Well that’s what I see” he said defensively
“And you like me in this dress?” she asked
“Of course” he said “though not as much as in your PJ’s”
“When did you see me in my Pyjamas?” she asked in horror
He then went on to explain about seeing her cavorting in her pink pyjamas when she was tiptoeing around the garden playing with a kitten.
He didn’t mention about when she bent over in front of him and her bottoms stretched tight across her buttocks showing that she obviously wasn’t wearing any pants underneath them or when she bent forward to pick up the scampering kitten and she leant forward so the full weight of her breasts fell forward and showed through her top in stark relief.
But after he finished telling her about seeing her cavorting in her night clothes in the garden she was mortified and went very red.
“I don’t believe it” she said “and you actually watched?”
“Of course I did” he replied matter of factly “You looked cute”
“You perve” she said and laughed
When they reached the lake and stopped to look out across the water he asked
“Do you want to go out to the pictures?”
“Why?”
“Why not?” he said “or maybe go for a meal, bowling or just a drink”
“Why do you want to go out with me?” she asked
“Because I like you”
“You don’t even know me” Amy said
“Of course I do, we’ve been neighbours for years”
“Yes but when you saw me last week you thought you had new neighbours” she pointed out
“Ah well that’s because you’ve filled out a bit, that’s all” he said defensively
“Which is the only reason you want to take me out” Amy stated
“No” he snapped
“Look Mark I’ve seen you go out with half the pretty girls in Shallowfield” She said, a little bitterly “and I bet it was no different at University”
“Look all I can say is that since I first saw you I’ve been able to think of nothing else but you” he said
“Pervy thoughts probably” Amy said coolly
“No” he snapped “I’m smitten”
“What?”
“I’m smi…” he began but Amy was kissing him.
Over the following three weeks they saw a lot of each other, cinema, bowling, laser quest or pizza’s, in fact the spent virtually every moment she wasn’t working together doing something.
Though not what he was burning to do, they kissed every day, they held hands, they even cuddled a lot, but that was all.
He hadn’t got inside her knickers, he hadn’t even groped her tits, he hadn’t even tried to feel her up and wet his fingers even though he wanted to desperately he was strangely willing to wait.
The side effect to his patience was a necessary increase in his self-abuse almost to his pre-sixteen year old levels.
But during their fourth week of dating Amy was a little quieter than normal so halfway through the week Mark asked her what was wrong.
(Part 05)
During their fourth week of dating Amy was a little quieter than normal so halfway through the week Mark asked her what was wrong.
“What’s wrong is you’re going to Spain in two days’ time and you’ll be spending two weeks chasing pretty Spanish girls in the sunshine”
“What I will be doing is spending two weeks missing you” he said
“And counting the days until I come back to you”
His heartfelt words melted her heart and Amy rewarded him with their most passionate kiss, in fact such was the level of passion that Amy wanted to give herself to him totally.
But as much as she wanted him, she knew she had to wait, because she had to be sure.
Amy was sure about her feelings for him, but although his words moved her, it was his dead’s that concerned her, Amy knew his reputation with girls and she didn’t want to be just another of his conquests.
So he went home and made his way gingerly upstairs with his lover’s balls, firstly he had a piss, which was no mean feat with a hard on.
Mark had to lean forward like a ski jumper and piss in the shower after which time he dealt with his rather spectacular erection while beneath the shower as he thought about what sexploit’s he would have with Amy given the opportunity.
Amy however waited until she was comfortable beneath the duvet in her pink pyjamas when she employed her fingers to deal with her own arousal.
It was midway through June when Mark kissed Amy goodbye in the quiet secluded corner of the garden, their special place, the place where they kissed goodnight every night.
A patio area with a pergola above it covered with honeysuckle and Jasmine, it was a perfect place, peacefully quiet and refreshingly cool beneath the scented canopy which allowed only dappled light to penetrate and most importantly private.
So no one could see them fondly kiss or see her shed a tear as he and his family drove off to the Airport.
There was a two hour delay at Heathrow Airport which was when Mark penned his first love letter to Amy which set of a chain of billet-doux between them which cemented their burgeoning love.
They skyped every couple of days which they enjoyed but it was the love letters that they looked forward to receiving the most.
They Skyped the night before he was flying home and they made arrangements to see each other as soon as he was home.
His parents and his brother Kevin were staying on for another week but Mark had to be back for a job interview after the weekend so he was travelling back to Shallowfield on his own and therefore they would have the house to themselves.
He arrived home around lunchtime and ate a sandwich for lunch and then had a hot shower and a shave, he knew he had time as Amy was working until four.
When he was spruced up he stepped out through the open French windows and walked across the garden and sat in their special place and waited for Amy.
(Part 06)
He sat down under the canopy of honeysuckle and Jasmine in the dappled shade to wait for the girl he had fallen in love with and day dreamed about her.
Mark continued to dream of her for the next forty minutes and he stopped when he caught sight of Amy, the girl of his dreams, coming across the lawn wearing the beautiful emerald green dress that he liked her in so much and he immediately wondered if the colour of her knickers and bra matched the dress which caused him a significant trouser tickle.
But as she got closer he realised the point was moot as it was clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and his trouser tickle turned into a semi.
The organ most affected for Amy was her heart which was pounding in her chest as she stepped onto the patio and he smiled at her.
She returned his smile and asked
“So how were all the pretty Spanish Girls?”
“They were lovely” he replied “but I rather like a pretty English girl myself”
She gave him a look and then he continued
“Which is why I’ve come back to you”
“I’m not pretty,” she snorted
“No that’s true” he agreed, “You’re beautiful”
She just shook her head and turned away coyly.
“You are beautiful Amy” he insisted as he moved close to her so that her intoxicating perfume enveloped him and he lifted her chin.
And when Mark had steered her head back towards him he moved his hand from her chin and caressed her cheek while he stared into her beautiful hypnotic green eyes, and then he leant in and kissed her.
Amy immediately responded by pressing her mouth hard against his and darting her tongue in his mouth and her arms wrapped around him, holding him so tight.
As the temperature of their embrace grew Mark’s left hand rested on her hip pulling her pelvis towards his now throbbing cock while his right had drifted purposefully from her cheek, down her elegant neck and was moving quickly to her shoulder.
The passion of the kiss showed no sign of abating so his hand moved from her hip up her back and slowly unzipped her dress and Amy’s reaction was to increase the vigour of her darting tongue, so the hand Mark had resting on her shoulder began pushing the strap of her dress down her arm to the elbow at which point Amy obligingly slipped her arm out, and as the cotton fell away from her, his hand was able to cup her glorious exposed breast.
(Part 07)
Amy sighed and snorted air in deeply through her nose as he toyed with her stiffening nipple between his thumb and forefinger until he disengaged his mouth from hers and she immediately tried to reattach but he broke away again as unbeknown to her he had other plans for his mouth.
So still fondling her breast he started to kiss down her neck while slipping her remaining shoulder strap off to expose her other glorious globe which he quickly took hold of with his spare hand.
Much to her approval he returned his mouth to hers, however briefly, as he fondled both of her titties, playing with her swollen peaks with his thumbs before Mark’s mouth went on a journey down her neck, her freckled shoulder and heaving chest until he found himself kneeling in from of her and her beautiful round tits which he took turns on, kissing, licking and sucking.
Amy was trembling, her left hand was on his shoulder, gripping hard and her other was fingering his hair as he sucked her teat and while he did so his hands were on her knees about to travel north, and as they slid slowly yet purposely upward as if to distract her from his intent he sucked hard on her nipple, making her wince, she withdrew it immediately and Mark thought he had hurt her too much but instead she thrust her other teat between his lips for similar treatment and he duly obliged.
His hands meanwhile were nearing their objective and he felt the fabric of her panties beneath his fingertips.
Marks big hands spread out across her firm buttocks squeezing and kneading them until his fingers reached the waistband of her knickers and grasping the elastic firmly he tugged them off her round cheeks and down her trembling thighs releasing them at her knees where gravity took over and his hands were then quickly occupied with her naked arse and he stopped sucking her tits and instead began kissing her quivering belly, simultaneously edging her backward against the table.
Amy adjusted her feet, at the same time kicking off her shoes and freeing one foot from her pants.
Mark was now pushing up the fabric of her dress and kissing her thighs pausing briefly to steal a glance of her knickers loosely hanging around her ankle, which he found for some reason extremely erotic, and he thought to himself “they were emerald green then”
He continued kissing up her thigh, he could smell coconut on her skin, he kissed further and he could detect her perfume, squirted for his benefit he assumed, and then further still and he could smell her odour, pungent and profuse which spurred him on, and very soon he was rubbing his face in her ample freshly showered red public curls and she went weak at the knees.
Mark manoeuvred her back still further until she could slide her buttocks onto the table to support her weight while he knelt before her and he looked up and saw Amy had her eyes closed and was biting her lip and then she opened her legs up wide for him.
(Part 08)
Mark manoeuvred Amy back until he could slide her buttocks onto the patio table to support her weight while he knelt before her and he looked up and saw Amy had her eyes closed and was biting her lip and then she opened up legs up wide for him to drink deeply of her heady perfumed juices and pleasured her with his tongue until he could wait no more and he got to his feet and kissed her with Amy’s pungent fragrance all around his mouth and when he stopped kissing her it was all around hers as well and as his hand slipped up her thigh she licked her lips and as he fingered her hot pussy with two fingers of one hand, making her moan whorishly, while he released his cock from its confines with the other.
Mark stood in front of her trembling body and he kissed her once more as he penetrated her and he felt her hymen break.
He stopped and while he was still inside her he said
"I didn’t know you were a virgin"
Mark had assumed she was sexually active she was after all an attractive confident young woman with no shortage of admirers as far as he was aware, and his mum had said she’d had several boyfriends.
"I’m sorry" was her reply
“What for?” he said, his throbbing cock eager to continue
"For not being experienced, for not being any good" she said pulling her dress up to cover her tits “for not being like your other girls”
“I’m glad I’m the first” he replied “And I’m going to be second and third”
So he pulled her dress back down exposing her gorgeous tits again and kissed her
“We will have to discuss your serious self-esteem issues in the afterglow” He said as he gave her a full length and she moaned softly and held onto him like a frightened child, then he gave her another and she relaxed a little, then another and she began moaning louder, then another and she came.
But when Amy came the first time he thought the table was going to collapse so he withdrew from her soaking wet cunny and droplets of her juice dripped off his glistening knob onto the patio,
“Please, don’t stop” she entreated
“Don’t worry darling” he reassured her “we’ll finish this inside on firmer ground, I don’t think this table will take any more of your passion”
He discarded his shorts and pants and stood before her wearing nothing but her cum and she stood up and grasped the front of her dress to cover her modesty.
“Let go” he said “You’re beautiful remember”
She opened her hand and her dress fell to the floor, and he admired her gorgeous body with her magnificent breasts and the thick red triangle of pubic hair, she stepped out of the discarded dress, but she still had her emerald green panties wrapped round her ankle, and she made as if to shake it free but Mark said
“No leave them, it’s really sexy”
He held out his hand and she took it in hers and he led her inside and finished the job and when he finally lost his load into her tight young cunny it was like a dam bursting from his pulsating twitching cock.
Mark and Amy spent the night together in his bed and after making love the next morning they had to go out in the garden and retrieve their clothes, not that they needed them as they were naked in each other’s arms for most of the day.
Choice Tales from the Vale – (041) Anna Bella
James Gardner was 25 years old and single and was what they used to call a twitcher, although nowadays they prefer to be called birders and he was staying at a bed and breakfast in Shallowfield.
A lot of avid bird watchers gravitated to the Finchbottom Vale.
He was a bit of a loaner so birdwatching was the perfect hobby for him.
He would have preferred not to be such a loaner but unfortunately he was a bit socially awkward, but mainly he was shy and liked to go unnoticed.
Which is difficult to do when you’re 6ft 4 with flaming red hair.
On his third day in Shallowfield he was not up early but he did have an early riser.
He had been laying in his bed thinking about the incident on the previous day when he shagged 21 year old horse woman Hester Marais-Schoeman in a clearing in the Dancingdean Forest and more importantly trying to figure out when he would get to shag her again.
And it was those thoughts about shagging the girl with the horse that had resulted in him sporting a very striking erection which he had just decided he would take into the shower and deal with it.
However just as he got midway between the bed and the bathroom the maid, receptionist, waitress and all round dogs body Anna Gorska suddenly appeared at the door.
There followed a delightful interlude in which culminated in Anna screaming out in orgasm.
The next morning he rose late again but equally hard.
This time however when he headed to the shower to relieve his aching balls the door didn’t suddenly open and Anna did not appear.
He was already in the shower and had already given himself a couple of strokes before she joined him and on that morning he had no need to undress her as Anna was already naked.
Anna was a year or two younger than James straight brown hair and a rather plain, heavily freckled face, but lovely blue eyes, a cute nose and a thin-lipped smile.
He was in the shower and she sat down on the edge of the bath and took his cock in her mouth and teased and toyed with his erection to great effect.
Anna then stood up wearing a broad grin and leant back against the tiles and eased her small frame into the corner as droplets of water ran down her freckled skin to her pert breast and dripped off her hard proud nipples.
Anna lifted one foot up and planted it on the edge of the bath for purchase, and then the small delicate fingers of one hand combed their way through her wet pubes before descending between her hairy lips.
He watched intently and began tugging on his shaft in rhythm with her fingering until she suddenly stopped and opened her legs as far as she could, which he took as his signal to fuck her.
And he eagerly obliged as he slipped easily in between her greasy lips and his presence inside her was greeted with an appreciative moan.
With each thrust her buttocks slapped against the tiles but as he banged her and on the short strokes her buttocks squeaked like new shoes until they both came in a juddering climax.
Afterwards he was shattered, he had never had as much sex as he had in Shallowfield, and his legs had completely gone after a real old fashioned knee trembler.
He had to sit in the bath to recharge his batteries, he just sat there with the shower spraying down on him for about twenty minutes.
By the time he re-emerged from the bathroom, still dripping wet, Anna was already fully dressed.
“You’ve recovered then” she said and laughed
“I’ll remember that the next time you’re gagging for it,” he said in response
“You’ll still shag me though” she said and walked over and kissed him and he grabbed her and scooped her up in his arms
“Put me down you’ll get me all wet,” she protested
“That’s just how I like you” he teased and then they kissed.
But that was all they did as she had work to do.
“Well you’ll have to wait until tomorrow now” she insisted
So he put her down and she giggled as she sponged herself dry.
Then she sat down and watched him drying himself and by the lascivious look in her eye he couldn’t tell if she was remembering what she’d just had or imagining what she was going to get the next time and he knew there would be a next time.
A lot of avid bird watchers gravitated to the Finchbottom Vale.
He was a bit of a loaner so birdwatching was the perfect hobby for him.
He would have preferred not to be such a loaner but unfortunately he was a bit socially awkward, but mainly he was shy and liked to go unnoticed.
Which is difficult to do when you’re 6ft 4 with flaming red hair.
On his third day in Shallowfield he was not up early but he did have an early riser.
He had been laying in his bed thinking about the incident on the previous day when he shagged 21 year old horse woman Hester Marais-Schoeman in a clearing in the Dancingdean Forest and more importantly trying to figure out when he would get to shag her again.
And it was those thoughts about shagging the girl with the horse that had resulted in him sporting a very striking erection which he had just decided he would take into the shower and deal with it.
However just as he got midway between the bed and the bathroom the maid, receptionist, waitress and all round dogs body Anna Gorska suddenly appeared at the door.
There followed a delightful interlude in which culminated in Anna screaming out in orgasm.
The next morning he rose late again but equally hard.
This time however when he headed to the shower to relieve his aching balls the door didn’t suddenly open and Anna did not appear.
He was already in the shower and had already given himself a couple of strokes before she joined him and on that morning he had no need to undress her as Anna was already naked.
Anna was a year or two younger than James straight brown hair and a rather plain, heavily freckled face, but lovely blue eyes, a cute nose and a thin-lipped smile.
He was in the shower and she sat down on the edge of the bath and took his cock in her mouth and teased and toyed with his erection to great effect.
Anna then stood up wearing a broad grin and leant back against the tiles and eased her small frame into the corner as droplets of water ran down her freckled skin to her pert breast and dripped off her hard proud nipples.
Anna lifted one foot up and planted it on the edge of the bath for purchase, and then the small delicate fingers of one hand combed their way through her wet pubes before descending between her hairy lips.
He watched intently and began tugging on his shaft in rhythm with her fingering until she suddenly stopped and opened her legs as far as she could, which he took as his signal to fuck her.
And he eagerly obliged as he slipped easily in between her greasy lips and his presence inside her was greeted with an appreciative moan.
With each thrust her buttocks slapped against the tiles but as he banged her and on the short strokes her buttocks squeaked like new shoes until they both came in a juddering climax.
Afterwards he was shattered, he had never had as much sex as he had in Shallowfield, and his legs had completely gone after a real old fashioned knee trembler.
He had to sit in the bath to recharge his batteries, he just sat there with the shower spraying down on him for about twenty minutes.
By the time he re-emerged from the bathroom, still dripping wet, Anna was already fully dressed.
“You’ve recovered then” she said and laughed
“I’ll remember that the next time you’re gagging for it,” he said in response
“You’ll still shag me though” she said and walked over and kissed him and he grabbed her and scooped her up in his arms
“Put me down you’ll get me all wet,” she protested
“That’s just how I like you” he teased and then they kissed.
But that was all they did as she had work to do.
“Well you’ll have to wait until tomorrow now” she insisted
So he put her down and she giggled as she sponged herself dry.
Then she sat down and watched him drying himself and by the lascivious look in her eye he couldn’t tell if she was remembering what she’d just had or imagining what she was going to get the next time and he knew there would be a next time.
Choice Tales from the Vale – (040) Holiday Highlight
The Osborn’s and the Sherlock’s had lived in Childean for many generations and every year they had a family holiday together in Spain.
Peter and Kate Osborn and their sons Brian and Mark, Kate’s sister Christine Sherlock and husband David and their daughters Karen and Julie, and they stayed in the Villa that was jointly owned by the two families every year in Moraira, just along the coast from Benidorm.
Mark Osborn was a twenty nine year old solicitor who still lived in the old family home in Childean although, his parents having retired to their Spanish Villa and his brother Brian was working for a magazine in New York.
At Easter the family had a cabin booked in the depths of Dancingdean Forest and Mark was really looking forward to it partly because he planned to get into the depths of his cousin Karen.
On one family holiday in Spain Mark, who was a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday at the time, made love to his Aunt Christine’s oldest daughter Karen, who was just sixteen, for the first of many occasion and her youngest daughter, Julie, seduced him in his own bedroom when she was 22.
He was so looking forward to the weekend he headed up to the cabin straight from work on Friday evening but even so it was dark when he arrived and it turned out he was not the first as there was already a car parked outside.
Mark parked beside it as he tried to ascertain who it belonged to but he didn’t recognize it at all.
He took his case from the boot and took it inside and found an empty room and unpacked.
But as he walked down the corridor he again wondered why there was a strange car on the drive especially if there wasn’t another houseguest.
He went into the kitchen and boiled the kettle and then sat down to drink it, and after he finished his drink he then started checking the other rooms to find out who the mystery guest was.
He opened the first door and the light from the hall flooded into the room and it was empty, then he repeated the process on the next 5 doors and then on door six he did a double take.
In the corner of the room there was a double bed but that was not what surprised him, what had got his attention, was what was directly in front of him perfectly illuminated, it was the most perfect round arse.
And it was an arse he was very familiar with, for laying with her back to him on the double bed in the foetal position, partially covered by a tartan blanket was his Cousin Julie’s naked body.
He walked over to the bed and put his hand on one of her firm young buttocks and it was cold to his touch so he began caressing the cold fleshy cheek and it eventually began to warm, as did his ardour.
He caressed her around the full curve of her buttocks until his fingers reached her hairy pussy.
Julie began to stir as his fingertips lightly traced across her lip before his finger peeled her lips apart and entered the creamy heat inside.
She murmured in her sleep as he continued stroking her juicy cunny while his other hand steadied her hip as he worked on her and then she gasped.
“Ohhhh” she said “What kept you?” and she grabbed his spare hand and pulled it up to her breast and squeezed his hand onto her tit as he continued frigging her gash and bringing her closer and closer to orgasm until she screamed out.
“Well I wasn’t expecting this” he thought to himself as he undid his trousers.
“I thought I’d be shagging her sister”
He was smiling to himself as Julie wriggled her arse to the edge of the bed and he stood with cock in hand.
“Oh hell at least I’m keeping it in the family” he thought
“Mmmmm” Julie exclaimed as he pushed his helmet between her sticky lips.
“Mmmmm” she repeated as he followed through with the rest of him.
He was sure when the family were organizing the Easter break in the Forest that Julie’s parents never anticipated that cousin Mark would be banging their daughter from behind on a rustic bed in a log cabin.
As he was pounding her pussy, he stood looking down on her as she was biting her lip and pulling her hair and as he groped at her breast, which was rising and falling with every insertion, he could feel her heart pounding in her chest.
Julie was in a frenzy as she received what she had clearly desired since the moment she arrived at the cabin.
She was gripping the frame of the bed and grunting rhythmically with every nerve tingling stroke until she came so hard the bed shook and she juddered again and Mark finished in a pulsating ejaculation.
“Well I think that was what you were wanting,” he said between pants.
“Oh yes” Juliet agreed
But just to be certain sure after half an hour they did it once more that night and again the next morning before the rest of the family arrived.
Peter and Kate Osborn and their sons Brian and Mark, Kate’s sister Christine Sherlock and husband David and their daughters Karen and Julie, and they stayed in the Villa that was jointly owned by the two families every year in Moraira, just along the coast from Benidorm.
Mark Osborn was a twenty nine year old solicitor who still lived in the old family home in Childean although, his parents having retired to their Spanish Villa and his brother Brian was working for a magazine in New York.
At Easter the family had a cabin booked in the depths of Dancingdean Forest and Mark was really looking forward to it partly because he planned to get into the depths of his cousin Karen.
On one family holiday in Spain Mark, who was a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday at the time, made love to his Aunt Christine’s oldest daughter Karen, who was just sixteen, for the first of many occasion and her youngest daughter, Julie, seduced him in his own bedroom when she was 22.
He was so looking forward to the weekend he headed up to the cabin straight from work on Friday evening but even so it was dark when he arrived and it turned out he was not the first as there was already a car parked outside.
Mark parked beside it as he tried to ascertain who it belonged to but he didn’t recognize it at all.
He took his case from the boot and took it inside and found an empty room and unpacked.
But as he walked down the corridor he again wondered why there was a strange car on the drive especially if there wasn’t another houseguest.
He went into the kitchen and boiled the kettle and then sat down to drink it, and after he finished his drink he then started checking the other rooms to find out who the mystery guest was.
He opened the first door and the light from the hall flooded into the room and it was empty, then he repeated the process on the next 5 doors and then on door six he did a double take.
In the corner of the room there was a double bed but that was not what surprised him, what had got his attention, was what was directly in front of him perfectly illuminated, it was the most perfect round arse.
And it was an arse he was very familiar with, for laying with her back to him on the double bed in the foetal position, partially covered by a tartan blanket was his Cousin Julie’s naked body.
He walked over to the bed and put his hand on one of her firm young buttocks and it was cold to his touch so he began caressing the cold fleshy cheek and it eventually began to warm, as did his ardour.
He caressed her around the full curve of her buttocks until his fingers reached her hairy pussy.
Julie began to stir as his fingertips lightly traced across her lip before his finger peeled her lips apart and entered the creamy heat inside.
She murmured in her sleep as he continued stroking her juicy cunny while his other hand steadied her hip as he worked on her and then she gasped.
“Ohhhh” she said “What kept you?” and she grabbed his spare hand and pulled it up to her breast and squeezed his hand onto her tit as he continued frigging her gash and bringing her closer and closer to orgasm until she screamed out.
“Well I wasn’t expecting this” he thought to himself as he undid his trousers.
“I thought I’d be shagging her sister”
He was smiling to himself as Julie wriggled her arse to the edge of the bed and he stood with cock in hand.
“Oh hell at least I’m keeping it in the family” he thought
“Mmmmm” Julie exclaimed as he pushed his helmet between her sticky lips.
“Mmmmm” she repeated as he followed through with the rest of him.
He was sure when the family were organizing the Easter break in the Forest that Julie’s parents never anticipated that cousin Mark would be banging their daughter from behind on a rustic bed in a log cabin.
As he was pounding her pussy, he stood looking down on her as she was biting her lip and pulling her hair and as he groped at her breast, which was rising and falling with every insertion, he could feel her heart pounding in her chest.
Julie was in a frenzy as she received what she had clearly desired since the moment she arrived at the cabin.
She was gripping the frame of the bed and grunting rhythmically with every nerve tingling stroke until she came so hard the bed shook and she juddered again and Mark finished in a pulsating ejaculation.
“Well I think that was what you were wanting,” he said between pants.
“Oh yes” Juliet agreed
But just to be certain sure after half an hour they did it once more that night and again the next morning before the rest of the family arrived.
Choice Tales from the Vale – (039) There's Something about Mary
(Part 01)
Stewart Simpson was an unremarkable man in his late twenties, and he had been married to Carole, whom he loved very much, for over five years.
They lived in a cul-de-sac in a modern development in Childean and had well paid jobs that they both enjoyed, they had two foreign holidays every year and had a very comfortable life.
They didn’t have children, but they had no plans for that to change in the immediate future so everything in the garden was lovely the only fly in the ointment was the lack of excitement, in the bedroom.
Carole had a very low sex drive and was therefore quite content with having sex on high days and holidays.
For Stewart the reverse was true he would have liked to be doing it with his wife all the time, but he loved her very much and so he contented himself with watching porn and knocking one out when the need arose.
However Mr. Average Simpson started to lead a secret life.
It all came about when his sister in law Mary Bean came to stay with them.
She was a twenty three year old trouble maker and a bit of a delinquent, in fact all in all a thoroughly disagreeable creature and she had driven her mother to the point of a nervous breakdown.
So at the end of July Mary went to live with the Simpson’s, in order to give her poor mother a break from her.
But from the moment she first arrived in Childean she made their life a living hell with her foul mouth and disagreeable behavior.
She was lazy, ungrateful, and impossible to talk to, incapable of reason and was generally unpleasant and she even managed to terrify the cat as well.
Mary had caused her sister so much upset that when the first of the august high days came around he didn’t get his birthday shag, nor did he, a week later, on her birthday and ten days after that on their wedding anniversary his wick remained very much undipped.
And it was a few days after that when Carole was out with friends that Stewart finally snapped and he finally tamed the shrew with a sound spanking and a thorough shag over the coffee table.
After which he was no longer frustrated and she improved her behaviour considerably and on every Tuesday and Wednesday evening when his wife Carole had gone out Mary would appear in the doorway to the lounge looking coy.
However her behavior improved so much so that Carole began to question her need to live with them anymore but this situation was resolved when Mary got a job at the local supermarket and as she had never had a job before and in order to ensure her positive behaviour continued and was not discouraged Carole said she could stay with them as long as she liked.
(Part 02)
So on Carole’s nights out when Mary appeared she would sometime be in her nightclothes or just in a dressing gown, fresh from the shower and quite often she would dress up.
And that was the case on one Friday evening about a year after he had first disciplined her.
It was mid-July and Carole had flown to New York for the weekend with her other sister Karen on a shopping trip.
Stewart was exceedingly horny when he arrived home, he had been thinking about Mary and what he would do to her all day.
It was the first time since he had been playing with her that they would be able to sleep together and he could fuck her to sleep and then fuck her awake the next morning.
So when he arrived he was already seriously aroused but that only grew when he walked into the lounge and Mary was standing at the end of the sofa wearing a school uniform,
White ankle socks, pleated grey skirt, white blouse, grey and blue tie and a blue blazer and her hair was in pigtails.
“Wow” he said and she smiled broadly because she had pleased him.
“Are you going to a fancy dress party?” he asked
“No” she replied shaking her head “This is for you” and she lifted her pleated skirt up just high enough for him to see a glimpse of her navy blue knickers.
“So am I the Headmaster punishing the naughty schoolgirl?” he asked and began closing the door but then left it a jar.
“Yes” she replied and leant forward over the sofa.
“So how naughty have you been?” He asked as he walked up behind her
I don’t know” she replied enigmatically “You might think I’ve been really naughty when you find out what I’ve done”
“Well whatever it is that you’ve done we can deal with that later” he said
“but for now let’s get these out of the way” And his hands went up her skirt and yanked her knickers down to her knees, and then he took the hem of her skirt and tucked it in the waistband so he had an uninterrupted view of her arse cheeks.
He would normally have given her six of the best but he was exceptionally horny as he had been looking forward to skewering her tight cunny all day and judging by the large dark patch on the crotch of her knickers Mary was already wet and ready.
So he just gave her two quick slaps on each cheek and then dropped his trousers.
Mary giggled and fidgeted as she lay draped along the back of the sofa and then all at once he was in her up to his balls and she let out a delightful expression of her vocal acquiescence.
And as he penetrated her he fondled her little tits through the cotton of her blouse and dispatched her quickly without finesse but they were both satisfied with that.
After all they had all weekend for more measured mating’s but for now they just wanted some instant satisfaction, and they got it.
Stewart withdrew from her and pulled up his pants and trousers then he leant forward and kissed her gently on each buttock.
(Part 03)
Stewart then plopped down heavily on the sofa and Mary lifted herself from her ravished position and sat in the adjacent armchair.
He thought that odd because she normally liked a bit of a cuddle.
“So what have you done?” he asked
“Well…” she began but then there was a knock at the lounge door which made Stewart jump and made Mary giggle
“It’s my friend Anjuli” she said triumphantly “She’s been a very naughty girl too”
“Oh I see” Stewart said “you’ve brought a friend to play”
“Yes, Yes” Mary squealed excitedly “is that alright?”
“Well I don’t know about that” he said and turned his full gaze on the new arrival.
Anjuli was also wearing a school uniform, obviously her own from about ten years earlier as the blouse was tight and struggled to contain her huge breasts.
Over the top of that there was a black pinafore dress and the whole ensemble was finished off with Black knee socks.
“Please Stewart” Mary begged “She really is very naughty”
He turned back to look at Mary as she made her plea, He just wanted to fuck Mary again but the look on her face told him he would get his reward in spades later if he were to discipline her friend.
“Ok” he said and a broad grin appeared on Anjuli’s face and she stepped forward
“Stop!” he shouted and she stopped in her tracks and the smile faded “take your dress off”
The smile reappeared as she undid the straps and the front of the dress fell away and he could clearly see her huge brown nipples through the tight fabric.
Then she undid a button on the side and the dress slipped over her curvaceous hips and quickly down to the floor.
Anjuli stood still in only her socks pants and ill-fitting blouse until he motioned her forward.
She was about to lay across his knee when he shouted “Stop” again.
“What’s wrong?” she asked
“Knickers” he replied and a doubtful look replaced the smile
“But…” she began
“You’ve got to Ju” Mary said
“But…” she began again
“Go on Ju” Mary said and gave an encouraging smile as she sat on the edge of her seat.
Anjuli smiled back and then as quick as lightning yanked her pants down and threw herself over his lap although not quick enough to prevent both Stewart and Mary seeing her lavish black bush.
But she performed the maneuver at such speed that her blouse was put under too much strain and two buttons shot off.
He looked down and admired the beautiful caramel coloured cheeks displayed before him and he noticed that the knicker she was so loathed to remove were soaked at the crotch, he assumed she had watched him through the crack in the door as he fucked Mary’s crack.
“So what should I do next?” Stewart asked
“Spank her” Mary shouted “spank her hard”
“Is that what you deserve?” he asked her
“Yes” she replied and giggled
“Give her six of the best” Mary said
“Six of the best?”
“Yes and I’ll count” she announced
“Ok bossy knickers”
“Bossy no knickers if you don’t mind” she said and gave them both a long lingering look at her mousy bush and when she realized how long she had left it on display she blushed.
Stewart gave a firm crisp slap on Anjuli’s right cheek and Anjuli yelped
“One” Mary said fidgeting in the chair and his hand then fell smartly on the other cheek
(Part 04)
“Ow!” the recipient retorted
“Two” Mary announced with delight
And then the right cheek felt his stinging slap
“Ow!”
“Three” Mary shouted and bounced in the chair
And then the left cheek again
“Oww!” Anjuli yelled and giggled
“Four” Mary called and was gripping her thighs tight together
Then another crisp slap on the right cheek
“Oww!” Anjuli
“Five” Mary said with glee
“Now do the next one really hard”
So as instructed by Mary he gave Anjuli a very hard smack to finish.
“Owww!”
“SIX” Mary yelled and squirmed in her chair as Anjuli did the same on his lap.
He looked down at his handiwork as she lay motionless across his knee he hadn’t left as vivid a mark on her caramel skin as he had on Mary’s lily white cheeks.
“You’ll really like the next bit” Mary said and she squirmed and fidgeted in the chair and Anjuli began wriggling on his knee in anticipation of what was coming next.
His cock twitched and prodded her belly and made her jump.
Mary laughed and said “That’s his cock”
And Anjuli giggled so Stewart twitched it again.
He inspected the faint bruise where he had spanked her bare flesh but without pause or ceremony he instantly sort out her hot pussy and he watched her wriggling like a fish as she lay across him and his fingers probed at her juicy minge.
He glanced over at Mary whose little arse was still perched on the edge of the chair but the rest of her had sunk back into the upholstery.
She was biting her lip and her eyes were fixed on the tableaux before her and she was opening and closing her thigh.
And his fingers rubbed and worked on Anjuli roughly and her cunny was responding with liquid acquiescence.
She was moaning and had raised her head to watch Mary,
Stewart looked down at Anjuli through her tousled black hair and then to where her eyes had rested and said
“She’s looking at your pussy”
“I know” Mary said and threw open her legs
“She likes it” he said
“So do I” she replied and draped one leg over the chair arm
“Is it making her wet?” Mary asked
“Yes” he replied as he continued to frig Anjuli’s pussy
“Is it making you wet?”
“Oh yes” she replied and slipped her finger between her juicy lips.
Stewart’s cock was twitching repeatedly and poking into Anjuli’s flesh as he took her to the abyss and beyond.
She lay panting and moaning on his lap and then she finally tore her eyes away from Mary’s prize and looked up at him with her huge brown puppy dog eyes.
“Well go on then” he said and she smiled at him briefly before she slipped off his lap and crawled as fast as she could manage with her knickers around her knees towards Mary who was still diligently fingering herself and buried her face between her open thighs.
(Part 05)
Stewart sat on the sofa with his cock trying to burst through his trousers as he looked on and Mary was in ecstasy as Anjuli licked amidst her tangy petals.
He turned his lustful gaze on Anjuli’s caramel coloured rump and the tuft of black pubes between her thighs.
But it was seeing Mary’s sweet face distorted in ecstatic orgasm that told him it was time for him to intervene and concern himself with his own pleasure.
He knelt behind Anjuli with his balls aching for her and a hard on like a milk bottle.
He pushed the white tails of her shirt away to expose her round brown buttocks and Stewart thrust two fingers into her juicy cunny to test the waters and his attentions brooked no protestation from Anjuli and Mary was too preoccupied with being noshed to care what he did so Stewart plunged his swollen cock into Anjuli’s satisfyingly hot pussy.
When he was deep inside her he reached his hands around her and pulled her blouse ripping off the remaining buttons and greedily groped her great tits.
He gave her stoke after stroke and when he could see Mary climaxing again and he had Anjuli moaning into Mary’s pussy he could control himself no more and felt that great moment of relief as he lost control and came in her with his final nerve tingling thrust.
As his flaccid cock slipped out of her juicy pussy she sat up and turned and kissed him with the taste of Mary still on her lips and a smile that showed no displeasure at his intrusion.
Or concern for his unceremonious humping of her but there would be another occasion for him to do her proper justice.
But it was clear that further satisfaction would be coming her way as Mary scrambled to her knees and right on cue her hands replaced his on Anjuli’s magnificent tits and her mouth eagerly kissed the smile of Anjuli mouth and her tongue licked the taste of her sour nectar from her lips.
Mary then turned her attention to sucking her huge brown nipples while her small white fingers probed roughly at her cunny still wet from his penetration.
He decided at that point that it was time for him to leave the scene and let the girls have some fun.
When he got to the door he looked back as Mary had Anjuli sitting on the coffee table and was pulling her wet knickers off her feet.
She looked straight at him with a wicked grin on her face as she made Anjuli lay on the table and prepared to have her friend for the first time in the same place Stewart first had her.
She was still grinning right up to the point that her face disappeared between Anjuli’s caramel thighs.
As he walked to the kitchen he was already semi aroused at the prospect of rejoining the melee later but while Mary was eating Anjuli he went to eat his supper.
Because if both girls were staying for the weekend he would need every ounce of fuel he could take on board.
Stewart Simpson was an unremarkable man in his late twenties, and he had been married to Carole, whom he loved very much, for over five years.
They lived in a cul-de-sac in a modern development in Childean and had well paid jobs that they both enjoyed, they had two foreign holidays every year and had a very comfortable life.
They didn’t have children, but they had no plans for that to change in the immediate future so everything in the garden was lovely the only fly in the ointment was the lack of excitement, in the bedroom.
Carole had a very low sex drive and was therefore quite content with having sex on high days and holidays.
For Stewart the reverse was true he would have liked to be doing it with his wife all the time, but he loved her very much and so he contented himself with watching porn and knocking one out when the need arose.
However Mr. Average Simpson started to lead a secret life.
It all came about when his sister in law Mary Bean came to stay with them.
She was a twenty three year old trouble maker and a bit of a delinquent, in fact all in all a thoroughly disagreeable creature and she had driven her mother to the point of a nervous breakdown.
So at the end of July Mary went to live with the Simpson’s, in order to give her poor mother a break from her.
But from the moment she first arrived in Childean she made their life a living hell with her foul mouth and disagreeable behavior.
She was lazy, ungrateful, and impossible to talk to, incapable of reason and was generally unpleasant and she even managed to terrify the cat as well.
Mary had caused her sister so much upset that when the first of the august high days came around he didn’t get his birthday shag, nor did he, a week later, on her birthday and ten days after that on their wedding anniversary his wick remained very much undipped.
And it was a few days after that when Carole was out with friends that Stewart finally snapped and he finally tamed the shrew with a sound spanking and a thorough shag over the coffee table.
After which he was no longer frustrated and she improved her behaviour considerably and on every Tuesday and Wednesday evening when his wife Carole had gone out Mary would appear in the doorway to the lounge looking coy.
However her behavior improved so much so that Carole began to question her need to live with them anymore but this situation was resolved when Mary got a job at the local supermarket and as she had never had a job before and in order to ensure her positive behaviour continued and was not discouraged Carole said she could stay with them as long as she liked.
(Part 02)
So on Carole’s nights out when Mary appeared she would sometime be in her nightclothes or just in a dressing gown, fresh from the shower and quite often she would dress up.
And that was the case on one Friday evening about a year after he had first disciplined her.
It was mid-July and Carole had flown to New York for the weekend with her other sister Karen on a shopping trip.
Stewart was exceedingly horny when he arrived home, he had been thinking about Mary and what he would do to her all day.
It was the first time since he had been playing with her that they would be able to sleep together and he could fuck her to sleep and then fuck her awake the next morning.
So when he arrived he was already seriously aroused but that only grew when he walked into the lounge and Mary was standing at the end of the sofa wearing a school uniform,
White ankle socks, pleated grey skirt, white blouse, grey and blue tie and a blue blazer and her hair was in pigtails.
“Wow” he said and she smiled broadly because she had pleased him.
“Are you going to a fancy dress party?” he asked
“No” she replied shaking her head “This is for you” and she lifted her pleated skirt up just high enough for him to see a glimpse of her navy blue knickers.
“So am I the Headmaster punishing the naughty schoolgirl?” he asked and began closing the door but then left it a jar.
“Yes” she replied and leant forward over the sofa.
“So how naughty have you been?” He asked as he walked up behind her
I don’t know” she replied enigmatically “You might think I’ve been really naughty when you find out what I’ve done”
“Well whatever it is that you’ve done we can deal with that later” he said
“but for now let’s get these out of the way” And his hands went up her skirt and yanked her knickers down to her knees, and then he took the hem of her skirt and tucked it in the waistband so he had an uninterrupted view of her arse cheeks.
He would normally have given her six of the best but he was exceptionally horny as he had been looking forward to skewering her tight cunny all day and judging by the large dark patch on the crotch of her knickers Mary was already wet and ready.
So he just gave her two quick slaps on each cheek and then dropped his trousers.
Mary giggled and fidgeted as she lay draped along the back of the sofa and then all at once he was in her up to his balls and she let out a delightful expression of her vocal acquiescence.
And as he penetrated her he fondled her little tits through the cotton of her blouse and dispatched her quickly without finesse but they were both satisfied with that.
After all they had all weekend for more measured mating’s but for now they just wanted some instant satisfaction, and they got it.
Stewart withdrew from her and pulled up his pants and trousers then he leant forward and kissed her gently on each buttock.
(Part 03)
Stewart then plopped down heavily on the sofa and Mary lifted herself from her ravished position and sat in the adjacent armchair.
He thought that odd because she normally liked a bit of a cuddle.
“So what have you done?” he asked
“Well…” she began but then there was a knock at the lounge door which made Stewart jump and made Mary giggle
“It’s my friend Anjuli” she said triumphantly “She’s been a very naughty girl too”
“Oh I see” Stewart said “you’ve brought a friend to play”
“Yes, Yes” Mary squealed excitedly “is that alright?”
“Well I don’t know about that” he said and turned his full gaze on the new arrival.
Anjuli was also wearing a school uniform, obviously her own from about ten years earlier as the blouse was tight and struggled to contain her huge breasts.
Over the top of that there was a black pinafore dress and the whole ensemble was finished off with Black knee socks.
“Please Stewart” Mary begged “She really is very naughty”
He turned back to look at Mary as she made her plea, He just wanted to fuck Mary again but the look on her face told him he would get his reward in spades later if he were to discipline her friend.
“Ok” he said and a broad grin appeared on Anjuli’s face and she stepped forward
“Stop!” he shouted and she stopped in her tracks and the smile faded “take your dress off”
The smile reappeared as she undid the straps and the front of the dress fell away and he could clearly see her huge brown nipples through the tight fabric.
Then she undid a button on the side and the dress slipped over her curvaceous hips and quickly down to the floor.
Anjuli stood still in only her socks pants and ill-fitting blouse until he motioned her forward.
She was about to lay across his knee when he shouted “Stop” again.
“What’s wrong?” she asked
“Knickers” he replied and a doubtful look replaced the smile
“But…” she began
“You’ve got to Ju” Mary said
“But…” she began again
“Go on Ju” Mary said and gave an encouraging smile as she sat on the edge of her seat.
Anjuli smiled back and then as quick as lightning yanked her pants down and threw herself over his lap although not quick enough to prevent both Stewart and Mary seeing her lavish black bush.
But she performed the maneuver at such speed that her blouse was put under too much strain and two buttons shot off.
He looked down and admired the beautiful caramel coloured cheeks displayed before him and he noticed that the knicker she was so loathed to remove were soaked at the crotch, he assumed she had watched him through the crack in the door as he fucked Mary’s crack.
“So what should I do next?” Stewart asked
“Spank her” Mary shouted “spank her hard”
“Is that what you deserve?” he asked her
“Yes” she replied and giggled
“Give her six of the best” Mary said
“Six of the best?”
“Yes and I’ll count” she announced
“Ok bossy knickers”
“Bossy no knickers if you don’t mind” she said and gave them both a long lingering look at her mousy bush and when she realized how long she had left it on display she blushed.
Stewart gave a firm crisp slap on Anjuli’s right cheek and Anjuli yelped
“One” Mary said fidgeting in the chair and his hand then fell smartly on the other cheek
(Part 04)
“Ow!” the recipient retorted
“Two” Mary announced with delight
And then the right cheek felt his stinging slap
“Ow!”
“Three” Mary shouted and bounced in the chair
And then the left cheek again
“Oww!” Anjuli yelled and giggled
“Four” Mary called and was gripping her thighs tight together
Then another crisp slap on the right cheek
“Oww!” Anjuli
“Five” Mary said with glee
“Now do the next one really hard”
So as instructed by Mary he gave Anjuli a very hard smack to finish.
“Owww!”
“SIX” Mary yelled and squirmed in her chair as Anjuli did the same on his lap.
He looked down at his handiwork as she lay motionless across his knee he hadn’t left as vivid a mark on her caramel skin as he had on Mary’s lily white cheeks.
“You’ll really like the next bit” Mary said and she squirmed and fidgeted in the chair and Anjuli began wriggling on his knee in anticipation of what was coming next.
His cock twitched and prodded her belly and made her jump.
Mary laughed and said “That’s his cock”
And Anjuli giggled so Stewart twitched it again.
He inspected the faint bruise where he had spanked her bare flesh but without pause or ceremony he instantly sort out her hot pussy and he watched her wriggling like a fish as she lay across him and his fingers probed at her juicy minge.
He glanced over at Mary whose little arse was still perched on the edge of the chair but the rest of her had sunk back into the upholstery.
She was biting her lip and her eyes were fixed on the tableaux before her and she was opening and closing her thigh.
And his fingers rubbed and worked on Anjuli roughly and her cunny was responding with liquid acquiescence.
She was moaning and had raised her head to watch Mary,
Stewart looked down at Anjuli through her tousled black hair and then to where her eyes had rested and said
“She’s looking at your pussy”
“I know” Mary said and threw open her legs
“She likes it” he said
“So do I” she replied and draped one leg over the chair arm
“Is it making her wet?” Mary asked
“Yes” he replied as he continued to frig Anjuli’s pussy
“Is it making you wet?”
“Oh yes” she replied and slipped her finger between her juicy lips.
Stewart’s cock was twitching repeatedly and poking into Anjuli’s flesh as he took her to the abyss and beyond.
She lay panting and moaning on his lap and then she finally tore her eyes away from Mary’s prize and looked up at him with her huge brown puppy dog eyes.
“Well go on then” he said and she smiled at him briefly before she slipped off his lap and crawled as fast as she could manage with her knickers around her knees towards Mary who was still diligently fingering herself and buried her face between her open thighs.
(Part 05)
Stewart sat on the sofa with his cock trying to burst through his trousers as he looked on and Mary was in ecstasy as Anjuli licked amidst her tangy petals.
He turned his lustful gaze on Anjuli’s caramel coloured rump and the tuft of black pubes between her thighs.
But it was seeing Mary’s sweet face distorted in ecstatic orgasm that told him it was time for him to intervene and concern himself with his own pleasure.
He knelt behind Anjuli with his balls aching for her and a hard on like a milk bottle.
He pushed the white tails of her shirt away to expose her round brown buttocks and Stewart thrust two fingers into her juicy cunny to test the waters and his attentions brooked no protestation from Anjuli and Mary was too preoccupied with being noshed to care what he did so Stewart plunged his swollen cock into Anjuli’s satisfyingly hot pussy.
When he was deep inside her he reached his hands around her and pulled her blouse ripping off the remaining buttons and greedily groped her great tits.
He gave her stoke after stroke and when he could see Mary climaxing again and he had Anjuli moaning into Mary’s pussy he could control himself no more and felt that great moment of relief as he lost control and came in her with his final nerve tingling thrust.
As his flaccid cock slipped out of her juicy pussy she sat up and turned and kissed him with the taste of Mary still on her lips and a smile that showed no displeasure at his intrusion.
Or concern for his unceremonious humping of her but there would be another occasion for him to do her proper justice.
But it was clear that further satisfaction would be coming her way as Mary scrambled to her knees and right on cue her hands replaced his on Anjuli’s magnificent tits and her mouth eagerly kissed the smile of Anjuli mouth and her tongue licked the taste of her sour nectar from her lips.
Mary then turned her attention to sucking her huge brown nipples while her small white fingers probed roughly at her cunny still wet from his penetration.
He decided at that point that it was time for him to leave the scene and let the girls have some fun.
When he got to the door he looked back as Mary had Anjuli sitting on the coffee table and was pulling her wet knickers off her feet.
She looked straight at him with a wicked grin on her face as she made Anjuli lay on the table and prepared to have her friend for the first time in the same place Stewart first had her.
She was still grinning right up to the point that her face disappeared between Anjuli’s caramel thighs.
As he walked to the kitchen he was already semi aroused at the prospect of rejoining the melee later but while Mary was eating Anjuli he went to eat his supper.
Because if both girls were staying for the weekend he would need every ounce of fuel he could take on board.
Monday, 17 April 2017
Choice Tales from the Vale – (038) Room Service
(Part 01)
James Gardner was 25 years old and single and was what they used to call a twitcher, although nowadays they prefer to be called birders and he was staying at a bed and breakfast in Shallowfield.
A lot of avid bird watchers gravitated to the Finchbottom Vale.
He was a bit of a loaner so birdwatching was the perfect hobby for him.
He would have preferred not to be such a loaner but unfortunately he was a bit socially awkward, but mainly he was shy and liked to go unnoticed.
Which is difficult to do when you’re 6ft 4 with flaming red hair.
On his third day in Shallowfield he was not up early but he did have an early riser.
He had been laying in his bed thinking about the incident on the previous day when he shagged 21 year old horse woman Hester Marais-Schoeman in a clearing in the Dancingdean Forest and more importantly trying to figure out when he would get to shag her again.
And it was those thoughts about shagging the girl with the horse that had resulted in him sporting a very striking erection which he had just decided he would take into the shower and deal with it.
However just as he got midway between the bed and the bathroom the maid, receptionist, waitress and all round dogs body Anna Gorska suddenly appeared at the door.
“I’m sor…” she began but stopped and stared at his sizable erection with its shock of red hair at its root.
And there they stood for an indeterminate time, Anna fully dressed and James stark bollock naked and sporting a serious hard on.
“I thought you’d gone already” she explained whilst still staring at his cock.
“I slept in” he said strangely feeling no embarrassment under her gaze and in fact the opposite was true and he found it rather exciting and when she stepped inside the room and closed the door the excitement grew.
Anna walked slowly towards him but stopped abruptly as if suddenly losing confidence.
She flicked her eyes up and made the briefest contact with his, enough to cause her to blush but not enough to prevent her from returning her gaze immediately to his swollen cock and her greedy eyes consumed it.
James sat down on the bed and watched Anna remove her overall to reveal her outdoor clothes before sitting on a chair and removing her boots one at a time before returning slowly to the middle of the room.
“Don’t stop there,” James said
“No you have to do it” she replied so he stood up and stepped towards her, her gaze still fixed unashamedly on his cock.
(Part 02)
“No you have to do it” she replied so he stood up and stepped towards her, her gaze still fixed unashamedly on his cock.
Pausing only to kiss him, a long deep liquid kiss with darting tongues, and a quite electric kiss with just the right amount of urgency.
She stood back again giving him another long appraising look and she bit her lip as she stared at his erection.
They kissed again but this time her small hands busied themselves caressing his naked flesh while James used one hand and unzipped the back of her dress and the other one was on her shoulder and instantly pulled the sleeve of her dress down her arm, Anna obligingly slipped her arm out, and as he repeated the operation with the other sleeve the dress fell away to the floor and Anna used her tiny feet to kick it away.
He glanced in the mirror and could see the reflection of her rear aspect as she stood there in just her underclothes and tights.
She had a cute little figure and a gorgeous little arse, which he quickly fondled before his hands proceeded upwards and unhooked her bra and the fabric fell away so he was able to see her small breast encased behind pale green lace.
He didn’t wait to discard the garment first he just moved his hand straight to the prize and cupped her tit and she sighed and snorted air in deeply through her nose as I toyed with her stiffening nipple.
Their mouths disengaged briefly and she took the opportunity to wriggle free from her harness and as the fabric fell away I was able to see her small breast encased behind pale green lace.
Still fondling her breast they kissed again but his cock was throbbing and there was a tell-tale ache in his balls, so reluctantly he released her pert tittie and instead slid his hands down inside her tights and knickers to fondle the flesh of her plump cheeks.
It took little effort to roll her tights down her buttocks to the top of her thighs.
He picked her up and in one fluid motion turned and threw her onto the bed, she gave a little scream as she landed on the bed followed by a fruity chuckle when he grabbed her ankle and began peeling her tights from her legs.
When she was naked he gave her a thorough appraisal, every inch of her small freckled frame with the pert tits and their stiffened nipples and a flat stomach leading to her gloriously hairy brunette bush.
He dropped to his knees and began kissing his way up her thigh to that magnificent minge.
As enjoyable as the shag in the woods with Miss Snooty had been the day before he didn’t have the time to do her full justice, and noshing on her was not an option,
At the B&B with Anna however he had all the time in the world.
So he proceeded upward along her thigh and he could smell her pungent odour, a wonderful mix of femininity, arousal and three hours since it was last showered, this heady fragrance spurred him on, He looked up briefly and saw Anna laying there with eyes closed biting her lip and as she opened up wide for him James buried his face in her moist minge.
(Part 03)
Once he had satisfied both Anna and his own animal appetite he began kissing his way up her body, her primeval fragrance all around his mouth, he stopped when he reached her breasts and sucked on her teats while he fingered her hot pussy with two fingers, Anna moaned deliciously as he frigged her and barked like a seal as she came.
He raised his head from his task to revel in her extraordinary exclamation.
Leaving her misshapen nipples wet with his saliva, he put his hand behind her neck and lifted her head up towards him so he could kiss her.
Despite his face still being wet with her pungent juices she responded urgently to his kiss, her tongue darting energetically in and out of his mouth.
Taking her by surprise he pushed her onto her back again and she looked up at him wickedly.
James was still kneeling on the floor and with her lying stretched out before him with one hand grasping a handful of duvet and the other playing with her swollen nipple.
She spread her legs wide and her juicy quim was at the perfect height to receive him.
She sucked in air through her teeth as he penetrated her and her skinny legs instantly wrapped around him.
“Ahhh” she exclaimed when he was all the way inside her.
Anna wriggled like a fish on the riverbank as he repeatedly skewered her tight juicy fanny and it was wetting his balls more and more with every stroke.
She loudly exclaimed three times in quick succession making the same delicious sound, like a mother panting through a contraction.
“Shhh”
“Shhh”
“Shhh”
Followed by a more expressive
“Ohhhhh”
He knew he couldn’t hold off much longer as he pumped her pussy and he was very close to that ecstatic moment of conclusion,
Anna’s next big orgasm would be the finale for them both.
He had a great rhythm going and her skinny legs were still gripping him hard and as the strokes shortened her the pattern of her breathing changed exclamations became soft rhythmic pants, until
“Ooh”
“Ooh”
They reached that perfect point of climax when they both came together and she screamed at the top of her lungs as he emptied his sac into her grateful gash.
“Ahhhhhh”
When I pulled out of her quivering quim she let out a long soft sigh of satisfaction and he said.
“Now that’s what I call room service.
James Gardner was 25 years old and single and was what they used to call a twitcher, although nowadays they prefer to be called birders and he was staying at a bed and breakfast in Shallowfield.
A lot of avid bird watchers gravitated to the Finchbottom Vale.
He was a bit of a loaner so birdwatching was the perfect hobby for him.
He would have preferred not to be such a loaner but unfortunately he was a bit socially awkward, but mainly he was shy and liked to go unnoticed.
Which is difficult to do when you’re 6ft 4 with flaming red hair.
On his third day in Shallowfield he was not up early but he did have an early riser.
He had been laying in his bed thinking about the incident on the previous day when he shagged 21 year old horse woman Hester Marais-Schoeman in a clearing in the Dancingdean Forest and more importantly trying to figure out when he would get to shag her again.
And it was those thoughts about shagging the girl with the horse that had resulted in him sporting a very striking erection which he had just decided he would take into the shower and deal with it.
However just as he got midway between the bed and the bathroom the maid, receptionist, waitress and all round dogs body Anna Gorska suddenly appeared at the door.
“I’m sor…” she began but stopped and stared at his sizable erection with its shock of red hair at its root.
And there they stood for an indeterminate time, Anna fully dressed and James stark bollock naked and sporting a serious hard on.
“I thought you’d gone already” she explained whilst still staring at his cock.
“I slept in” he said strangely feeling no embarrassment under her gaze and in fact the opposite was true and he found it rather exciting and when she stepped inside the room and closed the door the excitement grew.
Anna walked slowly towards him but stopped abruptly as if suddenly losing confidence.
She flicked her eyes up and made the briefest contact with his, enough to cause her to blush but not enough to prevent her from returning her gaze immediately to his swollen cock and her greedy eyes consumed it.
James sat down on the bed and watched Anna remove her overall to reveal her outdoor clothes before sitting on a chair and removing her boots one at a time before returning slowly to the middle of the room.
“Don’t stop there,” James said
“No you have to do it” she replied so he stood up and stepped towards her, her gaze still fixed unashamedly on his cock.
(Part 02)
“No you have to do it” she replied so he stood up and stepped towards her, her gaze still fixed unashamedly on his cock.
Pausing only to kiss him, a long deep liquid kiss with darting tongues, and a quite electric kiss with just the right amount of urgency.
She stood back again giving him another long appraising look and she bit her lip as she stared at his erection.
They kissed again but this time her small hands busied themselves caressing his naked flesh while James used one hand and unzipped the back of her dress and the other one was on her shoulder and instantly pulled the sleeve of her dress down her arm, Anna obligingly slipped her arm out, and as he repeated the operation with the other sleeve the dress fell away to the floor and Anna used her tiny feet to kick it away.
He glanced in the mirror and could see the reflection of her rear aspect as she stood there in just her underclothes and tights.
She had a cute little figure and a gorgeous little arse, which he quickly fondled before his hands proceeded upwards and unhooked her bra and the fabric fell away so he was able to see her small breast encased behind pale green lace.
He didn’t wait to discard the garment first he just moved his hand straight to the prize and cupped her tit and she sighed and snorted air in deeply through her nose as I toyed with her stiffening nipple.
Their mouths disengaged briefly and she took the opportunity to wriggle free from her harness and as the fabric fell away I was able to see her small breast encased behind pale green lace.
Still fondling her breast they kissed again but his cock was throbbing and there was a tell-tale ache in his balls, so reluctantly he released her pert tittie and instead slid his hands down inside her tights and knickers to fondle the flesh of her plump cheeks.
It took little effort to roll her tights down her buttocks to the top of her thighs.
He picked her up and in one fluid motion turned and threw her onto the bed, she gave a little scream as she landed on the bed followed by a fruity chuckle when he grabbed her ankle and began peeling her tights from her legs.
When she was naked he gave her a thorough appraisal, every inch of her small freckled frame with the pert tits and their stiffened nipples and a flat stomach leading to her gloriously hairy brunette bush.
He dropped to his knees and began kissing his way up her thigh to that magnificent minge.
As enjoyable as the shag in the woods with Miss Snooty had been the day before he didn’t have the time to do her full justice, and noshing on her was not an option,
At the B&B with Anna however he had all the time in the world.
So he proceeded upward along her thigh and he could smell her pungent odour, a wonderful mix of femininity, arousal and three hours since it was last showered, this heady fragrance spurred him on, He looked up briefly and saw Anna laying there with eyes closed biting her lip and as she opened up wide for him James buried his face in her moist minge.
(Part 03)
Once he had satisfied both Anna and his own animal appetite he began kissing his way up her body, her primeval fragrance all around his mouth, he stopped when he reached her breasts and sucked on her teats while he fingered her hot pussy with two fingers, Anna moaned deliciously as he frigged her and barked like a seal as she came.
He raised his head from his task to revel in her extraordinary exclamation.
Leaving her misshapen nipples wet with his saliva, he put his hand behind her neck and lifted her head up towards him so he could kiss her.
Despite his face still being wet with her pungent juices she responded urgently to his kiss, her tongue darting energetically in and out of his mouth.
Taking her by surprise he pushed her onto her back again and she looked up at him wickedly.
James was still kneeling on the floor and with her lying stretched out before him with one hand grasping a handful of duvet and the other playing with her swollen nipple.
She spread her legs wide and her juicy quim was at the perfect height to receive him.
She sucked in air through her teeth as he penetrated her and her skinny legs instantly wrapped around him.
“Ahhh” she exclaimed when he was all the way inside her.
Anna wriggled like a fish on the riverbank as he repeatedly skewered her tight juicy fanny and it was wetting his balls more and more with every stroke.
She loudly exclaimed three times in quick succession making the same delicious sound, like a mother panting through a contraction.
“Shhh”
“Shhh”
“Shhh”
Followed by a more expressive
“Ohhhhh”
He knew he couldn’t hold off much longer as he pumped her pussy and he was very close to that ecstatic moment of conclusion,
Anna’s next big orgasm would be the finale for them both.
He had a great rhythm going and her skinny legs were still gripping him hard and as the strokes shortened her the pattern of her breathing changed exclamations became soft rhythmic pants, until
“Ooh”
“Ooh”
They reached that perfect point of climax when they both came together and she screamed at the top of her lungs as he emptied his sac into her grateful gash.
“Ahhhhhh”
When I pulled out of her quivering quim she let out a long soft sigh of satisfaction and he said.
“Now that’s what I call room service.
Choice Tales from the Vale – (037) Sleeping Arrangements
(Part 01)
The Osborn’s and the Sherlock’s had lived in Childean for many generations and every year they had a family holiday together in Spain.
Peter and Kate Osborn and their sons Brian and Mark, Kate’s sister Christine Sherlock and husband David and their daughters Karen and Julie, and they stayed in the Villa that was jointly owned by the two families every year in Moraira, just along the coast from Benidorm.
Mark Osborn was a twenty nine year old solicitor who still lived in the old family home in Childean although, his parents having retired to their Spanish Villa and his brother Brian was working for a magazine in New York.
On Boxing Day Mark and his girlfriend were invited to his uncle and aunts house on the other side of Childean for the day, but due to a mix up between Glenda and Mark as to who the designated driver was, they both got a little pissed and had to stay the night.
This caused a bit of a reshuffle on the accommodation front due to his Aunts insistence that the couple sleep in separate rooms.
Not just because his Aunt was a good Christian woman but mainly because she knew of his reputation as a womanizer and she was not prepared to allow him to disgrace himself and degrade a young woman under her roof.
God only knew what she would have done if she’d known he had degraded both of her daughters already.
On one family holiday in Spain, Mark, who was a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday at the time made love to his her oldest daughter Karen who was just sixteen for the first of many occasion.
And her youngest daughter Julie seduced him in his own bedroom when she was 22.
So the result of the segregation meant Glenda shared the spare room with his cousin and fuck buddy Karen while he was forced to endure their enforced separation on the lounge sofa.
He found it difficult to drop off, partly because it wasn’t very comfortable but mainly because his head was full of images of his girlfriend sharing a bed with his fuck buddy cousin who had also on a number of occasions experimented with her sexuality enough times to be considered bi-sexual, and obviously this had given him a major hard on.
After tossing and turning for about an hour his erection had begun to abate but that urge was merely replaced by an acute need to pee.
Mark tiptoed his way upstairs to the loo and relieved himself.
He was yawning as he stepped back onto the landing and was not really paying attention and so he bumped into Karen coming the other way.
There was an instance of recognition and then she pushed him back into the bathroom and planted a wet sensual kiss on his lips, and this immediately relit the fire in his loins and as his cock was pressing into her flesh he made a move to grope her tits but Karen pushed him away.
“We can’t be doing that,” she said indignantly
“I’m on the blob anyway,” she continued as she pulled down her knickers and sat on the loo.
(Part 02)
“We can’t be doing that,” she said indignantly
“I’m on the blob anyway,” she continued as she pulled down her knickers and sat on the loo.
Karen then proceeded to pee; and this did nothing to diminish his erection as he always found it inexplicably arousing.
Karen obviously noticed his cock twitch in his pants because after she wiped herself dry she slipped her fingers inside the waistband and pulled him closer.
Once she had him standing in front of her Karen began pulling his pants down and she licked her lips as his cock uncurled itself from its confinement.
Karen then reached out and grabbed hold of it and kissed his helmet.
For the first time she took her eyes off his cock and looked him in the face as she played with him and said.
“This is for Christmas”
Mark closed his eyes as she gently tugged on him and he felt delicate soft kisses on his sensitive knob.
“This was a real Christmas surprise,” he thought as her tongue flicked around his helmet in quick feather light licks until all at once, in one smooth slurping instant he was in her mouth, he could feel Karen’s fingers still caressing his shaft lightly and he looked down just as his glistening wet knob reappeared accompanied by a sucking sound, she looked up and smiled wickedly before devouring him again with her hot mouth.
He could see the bulge of his cock in her cheek as she sucked on him and her fingers tightened their grip on his shaft as her lips slurped around his cock.
“Oh that’s so nice Kaz,” he gasped
“It’s a shame she’s on the blob,” he thought as he was fast approaching the point of no return but he could tell by the lip smacking and slurping that she had already decided what she wanted to do.
He had one hand on the back of her head; fingers threaded amongst her hair while the other caressed her bulging cheek.
Her fingers were gripped tight around the base of his shaft and she was tugging on him furiously.
Then Karen took one final pause for air before his saliva soaked cock slipped comfortably between her lips again and her mouth sealed tight around his throbbing cock.
Snorting through her nose, her mouth joined her busy fingers in the rhythmic wanking of his cock.
He was so close now and Karen could sense it and she was going at him like fury,
So close, so close
“Oh Karen”
His buttocks clenched tight
Closer, closer
“Babe, Babe”
And then his hands were pulling her head onto him as he shot his load into her mouth and her eager lips sucked him dry.
Karen was still sucking and licking at the last of his seed before her lips smacked one last time as she released his shaft.
“Merry Christmas” She said
“And a Happy New Year” he responded as she gave his helmet one final licking suck.
A moment before they left the bathroom Karen asked
“If I wasn’t on the rag would you have fucked me with the gorgeous Glenda just down the hall?”
He answered her question with another question
“If you weren’t on the rag would you have tried giving Glenda head and wishing her a Happy Christmas”?
The Osborn’s and the Sherlock’s had lived in Childean for many generations and every year they had a family holiday together in Spain.
Peter and Kate Osborn and their sons Brian and Mark, Kate’s sister Christine Sherlock and husband David and their daughters Karen and Julie, and they stayed in the Villa that was jointly owned by the two families every year in Moraira, just along the coast from Benidorm.
Mark Osborn was a twenty nine year old solicitor who still lived in the old family home in Childean although, his parents having retired to their Spanish Villa and his brother Brian was working for a magazine in New York.
On Boxing Day Mark and his girlfriend were invited to his uncle and aunts house on the other side of Childean for the day, but due to a mix up between Glenda and Mark as to who the designated driver was, they both got a little pissed and had to stay the night.
This caused a bit of a reshuffle on the accommodation front due to his Aunts insistence that the couple sleep in separate rooms.
Not just because his Aunt was a good Christian woman but mainly because she knew of his reputation as a womanizer and she was not prepared to allow him to disgrace himself and degrade a young woman under her roof.
God only knew what she would have done if she’d known he had degraded both of her daughters already.
On one family holiday in Spain, Mark, who was a few weeks short of his nineteenth birthday at the time made love to his her oldest daughter Karen who was just sixteen for the first of many occasion.
And her youngest daughter Julie seduced him in his own bedroom when she was 22.
So the result of the segregation meant Glenda shared the spare room with his cousin and fuck buddy Karen while he was forced to endure their enforced separation on the lounge sofa.
He found it difficult to drop off, partly because it wasn’t very comfortable but mainly because his head was full of images of his girlfriend sharing a bed with his fuck buddy cousin who had also on a number of occasions experimented with her sexuality enough times to be considered bi-sexual, and obviously this had given him a major hard on.
After tossing and turning for about an hour his erection had begun to abate but that urge was merely replaced by an acute need to pee.
Mark tiptoed his way upstairs to the loo and relieved himself.
He was yawning as he stepped back onto the landing and was not really paying attention and so he bumped into Karen coming the other way.
There was an instance of recognition and then she pushed him back into the bathroom and planted a wet sensual kiss on his lips, and this immediately relit the fire in his loins and as his cock was pressing into her flesh he made a move to grope her tits but Karen pushed him away.
“We can’t be doing that,” she said indignantly
“I’m on the blob anyway,” she continued as she pulled down her knickers and sat on the loo.
(Part 02)
“We can’t be doing that,” she said indignantly
“I’m on the blob anyway,” she continued as she pulled down her knickers and sat on the loo.
Karen then proceeded to pee; and this did nothing to diminish his erection as he always found it inexplicably arousing.
Karen obviously noticed his cock twitch in his pants because after she wiped herself dry she slipped her fingers inside the waistband and pulled him closer.
Once she had him standing in front of her Karen began pulling his pants down and she licked her lips as his cock uncurled itself from its confinement.
Karen then reached out and grabbed hold of it and kissed his helmet.
For the first time she took her eyes off his cock and looked him in the face as she played with him and said.
“This is for Christmas”
Mark closed his eyes as she gently tugged on him and he felt delicate soft kisses on his sensitive knob.
“This was a real Christmas surprise,” he thought as her tongue flicked around his helmet in quick feather light licks until all at once, in one smooth slurping instant he was in her mouth, he could feel Karen’s fingers still caressing his shaft lightly and he looked down just as his glistening wet knob reappeared accompanied by a sucking sound, she looked up and smiled wickedly before devouring him again with her hot mouth.
He could see the bulge of his cock in her cheek as she sucked on him and her fingers tightened their grip on his shaft as her lips slurped around his cock.
“Oh that’s so nice Kaz,” he gasped
“It’s a shame she’s on the blob,” he thought as he was fast approaching the point of no return but he could tell by the lip smacking and slurping that she had already decided what she wanted to do.
He had one hand on the back of her head; fingers threaded amongst her hair while the other caressed her bulging cheek.
Her fingers were gripped tight around the base of his shaft and she was tugging on him furiously.
Then Karen took one final pause for air before his saliva soaked cock slipped comfortably between her lips again and her mouth sealed tight around his throbbing cock.
Snorting through her nose, her mouth joined her busy fingers in the rhythmic wanking of his cock.
He was so close now and Karen could sense it and she was going at him like fury,
So close, so close
“Oh Karen”
His buttocks clenched tight
Closer, closer
“Babe, Babe”
And then his hands were pulling her head onto him as he shot his load into her mouth and her eager lips sucked him dry.
Karen was still sucking and licking at the last of his seed before her lips smacked one last time as she released his shaft.
“Merry Christmas” She said
“And a Happy New Year” he responded as she gave his helmet one final licking suck.
A moment before they left the bathroom Karen asked
“If I wasn’t on the rag would you have fucked me with the gorgeous Glenda just down the hall?”
He answered her question with another question
“If you weren’t on the rag would you have tried giving Glenda head and wishing her a Happy Christmas”?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)