White silk stockings, silkily sheer, from dainty well sculptured ankle to soft lily white thigh, but those glorious legs in silky guise, although pleasing to the eye were needing to be touched.
So he placed his trembling hand and the stockings, delicately soft, felt so cool to the touch beneath his palm contrasting starkly with the heat of his ardour
Smooth cool silk, temptingly tactile, a feast for hand and eye, then his hand moved along the sensual Silk Road that leads to paradise.
Saturday, 17 June 2017
Choice Tales from the Vale – (176) Oral Exam
Jon Lawton was a quiet shy man, and was new to the area, when he moved into a terraced cottage in Childean and instantly fell in love with his new neighbour Sammi Patel.
Sammi was not new to Childean and nor was she shy but she was attracted to shy Jon.
But despite their mutual attraction four months passed by and nothing happened between them.
Until that is Jon got a toothache so he made an appointment to see a dentist.
He got the earliest appointment he could, which was two days after he woke up with toothache at midday.
Jon didn’t like going to the Denist’s it always wound him up, so as he sat in the waiting room with his blood coarsing through his veins and his heart pounding in his chest and with every passing minute the adrenilin pumped around his body.
So that by the time he was called he was highly aroused.
As Jon went into the room the dentist was sat at a computer in the corner.
“Take a seat” they said and turned around so he sat in chair and then the light was turned on and angled into his face.
This served only to make him produce even more adrenelin and then he realised that the Dentist was Sammi.
“You need to relax Jon” she said
“I have a fobia” he said
“Well you still need to calm down” Sammi said
“you have to relax”
“I cant” he panted
“You really must” she insisted and put her hand on his crotch and that action slowed his breathing down imediately in fact it stopped altogether for a moment.
“Nice and calm” she said and began stroking his cock through his trousers.
Sammi was looking at him lying in the chair with his eyes closed as his shaft swelled beneath her hand and then as she unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock through the opening she smiled as his expression changed.
“Very calm now Jon” she said as she stroked him “Nice and calm”
And then her mouth engulfed him and he was far from calm and chose that point to vocalize for the first time, not in words but very definitely in tones of acquiescence until after extensive demonstration of her oral expertise Jon cried out as he shot in her mouth and she consumed his seed.
Sammi rose from her task and as Jon put his dick away she rinsed her mouth and asked
“Are you relaxed now?”
“Yes” he replied
“Good” Sammi said and kissed him
“Now lets do a propper oral exam, and tonight I will come round to yours and help cure your fobia of Dentists”
Sammi was not new to Childean and nor was she shy but she was attracted to shy Jon.
But despite their mutual attraction four months passed by and nothing happened between them.
Until that is Jon got a toothache so he made an appointment to see a dentist.
He got the earliest appointment he could, which was two days after he woke up with toothache at midday.
Jon didn’t like going to the Denist’s it always wound him up, so as he sat in the waiting room with his blood coarsing through his veins and his heart pounding in his chest and with every passing minute the adrenilin pumped around his body.
So that by the time he was called he was highly aroused.
As Jon went into the room the dentist was sat at a computer in the corner.
“Take a seat” they said and turned around so he sat in chair and then the light was turned on and angled into his face.
This served only to make him produce even more adrenelin and then he realised that the Dentist was Sammi.
“You need to relax Jon” she said
“I have a fobia” he said
“Well you still need to calm down” Sammi said
“you have to relax”
“I cant” he panted
“You really must” she insisted and put her hand on his crotch and that action slowed his breathing down imediately in fact it stopped altogether for a moment.
“Nice and calm” she said and began stroking his cock through his trousers.
Sammi was looking at him lying in the chair with his eyes closed as his shaft swelled beneath her hand and then as she unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock through the opening she smiled as his expression changed.
“Very calm now Jon” she said as she stroked him “Nice and calm”
And then her mouth engulfed him and he was far from calm and chose that point to vocalize for the first time, not in words but very definitely in tones of acquiescence until after extensive demonstration of her oral expertise Jon cried out as he shot in her mouth and she consumed his seed.
Sammi rose from her task and as Jon put his dick away she rinsed her mouth and asked
“Are you relaxed now?”
“Yes” he replied
“Good” Sammi said and kissed him
“Now lets do a propper oral exam, and tonight I will come round to yours and help cure your fobia of Dentists”
Friday, 16 June 2017
Choice Tales from the Vale – (175) The Magnificent Girl in the Military Tease
(Part 01)
In the village of Sharping-St-Mary only a few miles from Purplemere, Martyn Wingrove was sitting in his house.
Sharon Todd was his girlfriend and the last time he’d seen her was when he waved her off at Brize Norton wearing the combat fatigues of the Downshire Light Infantry as they left for Brunei for jungle operational training and from there to Canada for battle training on the prairie of Alberta.
A three month absence which was passing agonizingly slowly, for him anyway.
They skyped occasionally, more so when she reached Canada, not so much in Brunei due to the remoteness of the jungle bases.
They also exchanged email, which was also problematic from Brunei, but what she did do were little video messages, which she would record and send to him from her phone when she could get a signal.
Martyn really looked forward to getting them and the first thing he did when he got up in the morning was to check his phone.
One morning however there was nothing, and there had been nothing for two days, and he was very low.
He was counting the days until she was home, and as of that moment there were on four days.
Just four days until he could hold her and touch her again, but still he was disappointed not to get a message.
All of a sudden his phone vibrated on the table, he picked it up and held his breath before he looked.
It was from her and it was a video message and when it began he gasped so he put his phone down and picked up his tablet so he could see her on a bigger screen.
She was in a hotel room sitting on a sofa with a large white fluffy towel wrapped around her.
“This is for you darling” she said and let the towel fall away and he could she her in all her splendour.
He assumed the hotel was in Brunei because she was completely bald down below and she had told him that she shaved her fanny because of the hot sweaty conditions in the jungle, and there was no hint of regrowth.
Sharon then started rubbing herself with baby oil, first her breasts and then her belly, her thighs and her pussy and then only her pussy and she got very hot very quick, he supposed she was already highly aroused before she started.
Sharon was breathing hard and biting her lip, and then she hooked her finger inside her labia and pulled it aside so she could flick her clit which she did ferociously and was moaning coarsely while still maintaining eye contact with the lens, so he would know it was all for him.
Martyn was enthralled by her display and exceedingly turned on and was tempted to get his tool out and wank along with her but he didn’t want to miss a second of her and he knew she was close he would come with her on the next screening.
Sharon was now wanking with both hands, her forefingers side by side rubbing along her crease and her palms stroking her lips.
Her delicious moaning grew louder and louder as her hands pumped down her crack, faster and faster and as she pushed down her thighs raised up.
She was so close to bliss, and her face was contorted with ecstasy as she bit her lip.
Sharon used one hand to reach up and grab the sofa back as she bucked and squirmed towards orgasm and employed her remaining hand to rub her pussy lips mercilessly until she came noisily.
(Part 02)
She continued rubbing herself in the aftermath as she smiled smugly at him, while she panted, then her smile broadened and her face adopted a wicked demeanour as she held her hand to her face and sniffed her scent off her palm and then repeated the process with the other hand and all the while smiling at the camera.
Sharon put a finger to her mouth and pulled her lip down in a naughty schoolgirl kind of way and closed her eyes.
After a minute of watching the dirty little panting soldier laying slumped spent and disgraced on the sofa she suddenly opened her eyes and rushed over to the laptop.
“I really miss you” she said and smiled and then she got really close to the screen and whispered
“I love you” and kissed the screen and then she was gone.
“Wow that was incredible” he said “and she loves me”
Sharon had always resisted saying it before, he knew that she did, but she had just never said it.
He sat at the table for about ten minutes afterwards because he wasn’t sure if he would be able to stand up as virtually every drop of blood in his body was residing in his cock.
And just at the point when he was ready to move the phone went off again.
“What now?” he said “I don’t know if I can cope with another video”
But it wasn’t a message it was a phone call from her dirty little soldier.
“Hi Soldier” he said
“Hello darling” Sharon said “Did you get my message”
“Oh yes” he replied
“Do you think I’m really slutty?” she asked
“No, I think you’re really horny” Martyn said
“Did you like it?”
“Are you kidding me, I am so hard” he replied
“Good, because I’m outside” Sharon said
“Outside where?”
“Outside on your doorstep” she said
“What? You’re here now?”
“Yes” she replied and he rushed to the door and prayed it wasn’t a prank
But when he opened the door there she was, his beautiful Sharon, and she was wearing a dress.
“Well I can’t see you anywhere” he said “there is a really fit bird in a dress but no soldier”
“Shut up and kiss me” she said so he duly obliged and held him tightly.
“My god you really did like the video didn’t you?” she exclaimed as she felt his cock against her pelvis.
“Ah you noticed” he said
“How could I not” she retorted
“I’m not like that anymore, I’m furry down there again now”
“Good I really love your fur” he replied “let’s go and see how well it’s growing”
Laying in his bed after an exhausting examination of her body he asked
“What are you doing here? You didn’t say you were coming home”
“You didn’t ask” she replied
“No I didn’t,” he acknowledged “but that’s because you said you weren’t coming back for another four days”
“Change of plans” she said “and I have one month’s leave”
“A month” he exclaimed “what’s the catch”
“Why does there have to be a catch” she said defensively
“There always is” he said “so where’s your next posting?”
“Cyprus” she replied and he thought that wasn’t too bad and then she added “for 12 months”
“12?” he said sadly
“Yes” she replied “But you can come and visit me out there and I can send you more videos”
“Well you paint a very attractive picture” he said “you in the flesh in the sunshine and videos of my dirty little soldier”
In the village of Sharping-St-Mary only a few miles from Purplemere, Martyn Wingrove was sitting in his house.
Sharon Todd was his girlfriend and the last time he’d seen her was when he waved her off at Brize Norton wearing the combat fatigues of the Downshire Light Infantry as they left for Brunei for jungle operational training and from there to Canada for battle training on the prairie of Alberta.
A three month absence which was passing agonizingly slowly, for him anyway.
They skyped occasionally, more so when she reached Canada, not so much in Brunei due to the remoteness of the jungle bases.
They also exchanged email, which was also problematic from Brunei, but what she did do were little video messages, which she would record and send to him from her phone when she could get a signal.
Martyn really looked forward to getting them and the first thing he did when he got up in the morning was to check his phone.
One morning however there was nothing, and there had been nothing for two days, and he was very low.
He was counting the days until she was home, and as of that moment there were on four days.
Just four days until he could hold her and touch her again, but still he was disappointed not to get a message.
All of a sudden his phone vibrated on the table, he picked it up and held his breath before he looked.
It was from her and it was a video message and when it began he gasped so he put his phone down and picked up his tablet so he could see her on a bigger screen.
She was in a hotel room sitting on a sofa with a large white fluffy towel wrapped around her.
“This is for you darling” she said and let the towel fall away and he could she her in all her splendour.
He assumed the hotel was in Brunei because she was completely bald down below and she had told him that she shaved her fanny because of the hot sweaty conditions in the jungle, and there was no hint of regrowth.
Sharon then started rubbing herself with baby oil, first her breasts and then her belly, her thighs and her pussy and then only her pussy and she got very hot very quick, he supposed she was already highly aroused before she started.
Sharon was breathing hard and biting her lip, and then she hooked her finger inside her labia and pulled it aside so she could flick her clit which she did ferociously and was moaning coarsely while still maintaining eye contact with the lens, so he would know it was all for him.
Martyn was enthralled by her display and exceedingly turned on and was tempted to get his tool out and wank along with her but he didn’t want to miss a second of her and he knew she was close he would come with her on the next screening.
Sharon was now wanking with both hands, her forefingers side by side rubbing along her crease and her palms stroking her lips.
Her delicious moaning grew louder and louder as her hands pumped down her crack, faster and faster and as she pushed down her thighs raised up.
She was so close to bliss, and her face was contorted with ecstasy as she bit her lip.
Sharon used one hand to reach up and grab the sofa back as she bucked and squirmed towards orgasm and employed her remaining hand to rub her pussy lips mercilessly until she came noisily.
(Part 02)
She continued rubbing herself in the aftermath as she smiled smugly at him, while she panted, then her smile broadened and her face adopted a wicked demeanour as she held her hand to her face and sniffed her scent off her palm and then repeated the process with the other hand and all the while smiling at the camera.
Sharon put a finger to her mouth and pulled her lip down in a naughty schoolgirl kind of way and closed her eyes.
After a minute of watching the dirty little panting soldier laying slumped spent and disgraced on the sofa she suddenly opened her eyes and rushed over to the laptop.
“I really miss you” she said and smiled and then she got really close to the screen and whispered
“I love you” and kissed the screen and then she was gone.
“Wow that was incredible” he said “and she loves me”
Sharon had always resisted saying it before, he knew that she did, but she had just never said it.
He sat at the table for about ten minutes afterwards because he wasn’t sure if he would be able to stand up as virtually every drop of blood in his body was residing in his cock.
And just at the point when he was ready to move the phone went off again.
“What now?” he said “I don’t know if I can cope with another video”
But it wasn’t a message it was a phone call from her dirty little soldier.
“Hi Soldier” he said
“Hello darling” Sharon said “Did you get my message”
“Oh yes” he replied
“Do you think I’m really slutty?” she asked
“No, I think you’re really horny” Martyn said
“Did you like it?”
“Are you kidding me, I am so hard” he replied
“Good, because I’m outside” Sharon said
“Outside where?”
“Outside on your doorstep” she said
“What? You’re here now?”
“Yes” she replied and he rushed to the door and prayed it wasn’t a prank
But when he opened the door there she was, his beautiful Sharon, and she was wearing a dress.
“Well I can’t see you anywhere” he said “there is a really fit bird in a dress but no soldier”
“Shut up and kiss me” she said so he duly obliged and held him tightly.
“My god you really did like the video didn’t you?” she exclaimed as she felt his cock against her pelvis.
“Ah you noticed” he said
“How could I not” she retorted
“I’m not like that anymore, I’m furry down there again now”
“Good I really love your fur” he replied “let’s go and see how well it’s growing”
Laying in his bed after an exhausting examination of her body he asked
“What are you doing here? You didn’t say you were coming home”
“You didn’t ask” she replied
“No I didn’t,” he acknowledged “but that’s because you said you weren’t coming back for another four days”
“Change of plans” she said “and I have one month’s leave”
“A month” he exclaimed “what’s the catch”
“Why does there have to be a catch” she said defensively
“There always is” he said “so where’s your next posting?”
“Cyprus” she replied and he thought that wasn’t too bad and then she added “for 12 months”
“12?” he said sadly
“Yes” she replied “But you can come and visit me out there and I can send you more videos”
“Well you paint a very attractive picture” he said “you in the flesh in the sunshine and videos of my dirty little soldier”
Choice Tales from the Vale – (174) The Wedding Planner
(Part 01)
Twenty eight year old Paul Galasso had himself an older woman, a forty year old, recently divorced posh piece by the name of Antonia Tarling-Toley, who was not only ready willing and able she also had a huge house that backed onto the The Forest Ridge Golf Club in the village of Forest Dean situated equidistant between Shallowfield and Childean.
So the ease of access to the house was almost as easy as it was to her.
The only snag was that what had begun for him as a bit of fun with a fit older woman, and for her some good energetic sex with a toy boy, had despite the age difference turned into something else, as they had fallen in love.
On the rare occasions that they managed to get to spend the night together they always made the most of it but sometimes they had to create opportunities and on occasion it took planning.
It was late on Saturday morning when he was just leaving the clubhouse at the Forest Ridge Golf Club.
“Mark darling” a voice said in familiar tones and he turned round to see the lovely Antonia dressed up to the nines.
She looked stunning in a peach coloured suit and matching accessories, as usual she was stylishly coordinated from hat to shoes and everything in between.
“Hello Toni” he said, “where are you off to?”
“My sister’s wedding” she said raising her eyebrows “number four”
“Well you look gorgeous as usual,” he said as he gave her an appraising gaze. “Immaculately accessorised”
“Well thank you kind sir”
“Everything matching?” he asked raising an eyebrow
“Everything darling” she whispered “as usual”
“So what are you doing here?” he asked
“Well I do have a rather convoluted tale of the why’s and wherefores, but to tell the truth I came to show off the outfit”
And she smiled in the very cute way she had where her nose wrinkled.
“And the place is deserted” she said and shrugged “what about you?”
“I was looking for someone to play with,” he said
“And we all know what kind of game you like to play” she said cheekily
“Well you should know better than most” he retorted and Antonia blushed.
“Do you want to play?” she asked
“Always” he replied
“I meant golf,” Antonia stated
“So did I” he lied
“No you didn’t” she retorted “thank God”
“Where is the wedding by the way?” he asked
“Clayton Manor” she replied
“I don’t suppose you know the room number?” he whispered
“No I don’t” she replied indignantly but her eyes intimated she would let him know.
After he’d watched Antonia walk away towards the car park it started to rain so he decided to go home and get ready to gate crash a wedding.
He got to the Hotel just after 10 o’clock when the party was in full swing and slipped unnoticed up to the bar and mingled with the revellers as he looked for his quarry.
He knew the Clayton Manor and he also knew that the only access to the toilets was via the bar, so from his position he had a clear view of the ladies as they tottered off to the loo’s.
Paul didn’t have to wait too long before the lovely Antonia emerged from the ballroom looking every bit as gorgeous as she had that morning at the golf club, just a slight unsteadiness and a flushing of her cheeks betrayed the fact she had been drinking.
He let her carry on tottering to the ladies unmolested but intercepted her on the return journey.
“Antonia Tarling-Toley!!” Paul said and made her jump
“Oh hello” she said trying to hide her pleasure at seeing him and failing miserably
(Part 02)
He let her carry on tottering to the ladies unmolested but intercepted her on the return journey.
“Antonia Tarling-Toley!!” Paul said and made her jump
“Oh hello” she said trying to hide her pleasure at seeing him and failing miserably
“What a surprise seeing you here”
“Yes it’s a small world” he responded “Are you enjoying yourself at the party?”
“Yes it’s been a wonderful party darling” she said “But I’m very tired now and I was thinking of turning in soon”
“Why don’t you join me for a drink first” he suggested
“Yes that would be lovely” she replied “just a quick one”
“Really? I think we can do better than that” he said and she blushed scarlet.
For the next 10 minutes they sat at a table in the crowded bar and made banal small talk but as Antonia got towards the bottom of her glass she asked
“Is your room nice?”
“I don’t have one” he replied “I’m not sure if I’m staying”
“I see”
“What about you?” he asked
“Yes I have a lovely room” she replied and wetting her finger she wrote a number on the table.
“Well I will say goodnight then” she said and stood up “it was really nice seeing you again”
“Likewise” he responded “Goodnight”
He watched her as she walked away in her accessorised peach suit and thought about how much he would enjoy getting her out of it.
He remained in the bar for ten minutes and then paid a visit to the gents before taking the back stairs up to Antonia’s floor and when he was sure the coast was clear he knocked on the door to her room
“Room service” he called and the door opened
“Yes please” she replied and pulled him into the room by his belt and the second the door closed behind him she pinned him to the door and kissed him.
“You were pleased to see me then?” he said
“Yes” she replied unnecessarily “but it was agony, I so wanted to kiss you and hold you”
“So did I” Paul said and kissed her and then they walked deeper into the room.
“I thought you would have been ready for me” he said and she blushed and then in a very childlike voice said
“I wanted you to undress me, like I was special”
“You are special” Paul said immediately “you are so special”
And he spent the next ten minute slowly and tenderly undressing her until he was slipping her peach coloured silk panties off her ankles and she was completely naked and extremely turned on.
“What would my special lady like to do now?” he asked and kissed her
“She wants to undress you” she replied and proceeded to strip him in about two minutes flat
“So I’m not so special then?” he protested
“Yes you are but I’m really horny now” she replied but I’m going to make you feel really special in a moment”
And with that she knelt down and took his cock in her mouth and gave him her special attention but it was just making her even hotter so she said
“Get on the bed so I can make you feel really special”
“Yes mistress” he said and jumped on the bed and almost the second he was on his back she was climbing up the bed and then Paul admired lovely body as she climbed on top of him and they both gasped as she impaled herself on his waiting shaft.
“Do you feel special yet” she moaned
“Always honey” he replied and roughly grabbed the cheeks of her arse as she rode him and her jiggling tits mesmerized him as she pumped herself on him and she made him grunt through gritted teeth and she screamed out in orgasm and collapsed on his chest.
“Now that’s what I call special” she panted
Twenty eight year old Paul Galasso had himself an older woman, a forty year old, recently divorced posh piece by the name of Antonia Tarling-Toley, who was not only ready willing and able she also had a huge house that backed onto the The Forest Ridge Golf Club in the village of Forest Dean situated equidistant between Shallowfield and Childean.
So the ease of access to the house was almost as easy as it was to her.
The only snag was that what had begun for him as a bit of fun with a fit older woman, and for her some good energetic sex with a toy boy, had despite the age difference turned into something else, as they had fallen in love.
On the rare occasions that they managed to get to spend the night together they always made the most of it but sometimes they had to create opportunities and on occasion it took planning.
It was late on Saturday morning when he was just leaving the clubhouse at the Forest Ridge Golf Club.
“Mark darling” a voice said in familiar tones and he turned round to see the lovely Antonia dressed up to the nines.
She looked stunning in a peach coloured suit and matching accessories, as usual she was stylishly coordinated from hat to shoes and everything in between.
“Hello Toni” he said, “where are you off to?”
“My sister’s wedding” she said raising her eyebrows “number four”
“Well you look gorgeous as usual,” he said as he gave her an appraising gaze. “Immaculately accessorised”
“Well thank you kind sir”
“Everything matching?” he asked raising an eyebrow
“Everything darling” she whispered “as usual”
“So what are you doing here?” he asked
“Well I do have a rather convoluted tale of the why’s and wherefores, but to tell the truth I came to show off the outfit”
And she smiled in the very cute way she had where her nose wrinkled.
“And the place is deserted” she said and shrugged “what about you?”
“I was looking for someone to play with,” he said
“And we all know what kind of game you like to play” she said cheekily
“Well you should know better than most” he retorted and Antonia blushed.
“Do you want to play?” she asked
“Always” he replied
“I meant golf,” Antonia stated
“So did I” he lied
“No you didn’t” she retorted “thank God”
“Where is the wedding by the way?” he asked
“Clayton Manor” she replied
“I don’t suppose you know the room number?” he whispered
“No I don’t” she replied indignantly but her eyes intimated she would let him know.
After he’d watched Antonia walk away towards the car park it started to rain so he decided to go home and get ready to gate crash a wedding.
He got to the Hotel just after 10 o’clock when the party was in full swing and slipped unnoticed up to the bar and mingled with the revellers as he looked for his quarry.
He knew the Clayton Manor and he also knew that the only access to the toilets was via the bar, so from his position he had a clear view of the ladies as they tottered off to the loo’s.
Paul didn’t have to wait too long before the lovely Antonia emerged from the ballroom looking every bit as gorgeous as she had that morning at the golf club, just a slight unsteadiness and a flushing of her cheeks betrayed the fact she had been drinking.
He let her carry on tottering to the ladies unmolested but intercepted her on the return journey.
“Antonia Tarling-Toley!!” Paul said and made her jump
“Oh hello” she said trying to hide her pleasure at seeing him and failing miserably
(Part 02)
He let her carry on tottering to the ladies unmolested but intercepted her on the return journey.
“Antonia Tarling-Toley!!” Paul said and made her jump
“Oh hello” she said trying to hide her pleasure at seeing him and failing miserably
“What a surprise seeing you here”
“Yes it’s a small world” he responded “Are you enjoying yourself at the party?”
“Yes it’s been a wonderful party darling” she said “But I’m very tired now and I was thinking of turning in soon”
“Why don’t you join me for a drink first” he suggested
“Yes that would be lovely” she replied “just a quick one”
“Really? I think we can do better than that” he said and she blushed scarlet.
For the next 10 minutes they sat at a table in the crowded bar and made banal small talk but as Antonia got towards the bottom of her glass she asked
“Is your room nice?”
“I don’t have one” he replied “I’m not sure if I’m staying”
“I see”
“What about you?” he asked
“Yes I have a lovely room” she replied and wetting her finger she wrote a number on the table.
“Well I will say goodnight then” she said and stood up “it was really nice seeing you again”
“Likewise” he responded “Goodnight”
He watched her as she walked away in her accessorised peach suit and thought about how much he would enjoy getting her out of it.
He remained in the bar for ten minutes and then paid a visit to the gents before taking the back stairs up to Antonia’s floor and when he was sure the coast was clear he knocked on the door to her room
“Room service” he called and the door opened
“Yes please” she replied and pulled him into the room by his belt and the second the door closed behind him she pinned him to the door and kissed him.
“You were pleased to see me then?” he said
“Yes” she replied unnecessarily “but it was agony, I so wanted to kiss you and hold you”
“So did I” Paul said and kissed her and then they walked deeper into the room.
“I thought you would have been ready for me” he said and she blushed and then in a very childlike voice said
“I wanted you to undress me, like I was special”
“You are special” Paul said immediately “you are so special”
And he spent the next ten minute slowly and tenderly undressing her until he was slipping her peach coloured silk panties off her ankles and she was completely naked and extremely turned on.
“What would my special lady like to do now?” he asked and kissed her
“She wants to undress you” she replied and proceeded to strip him in about two minutes flat
“So I’m not so special then?” he protested
“Yes you are but I’m really horny now” she replied but I’m going to make you feel really special in a moment”
And with that she knelt down and took his cock in her mouth and gave him her special attention but it was just making her even hotter so she said
“Get on the bed so I can make you feel really special”
“Yes mistress” he said and jumped on the bed and almost the second he was on his back she was climbing up the bed and then Paul admired lovely body as she climbed on top of him and they both gasped as she impaled herself on his waiting shaft.
“Do you feel special yet” she moaned
“Always honey” he replied and roughly grabbed the cheeks of her arse as she rode him and her jiggling tits mesmerized him as she pumped herself on him and she made him grunt through gritted teeth and she screamed out in orgasm and collapsed on his chest.
“Now that’s what I call special” she panted
Choice Tales from the Vale – (173) Lily Oh Lily
Gerald left his house and walked into Upper Gracewood and as he got to the centre of the village he turned the corner and he saw Lily Cooper outside the corner shop serving a customer with fruit and veg, she smiled at him coyly and he tripped on the edge of a paving slab as he remembered her handling his fruit in the bushes beside a layby on the Finchbottom road.
Lily giggled but not because he tripped but because she knew by his expression what he was thinking, which meant she was going to get it again and that made her very hot.
What she didn’t know however was when, and that could prove to be very frustrating because the one thing she knew for certain sure was that he wouldn’t make the first move.
After all the prelude to their last encounter was him following her on a bike ride for four miles staring at her camel toe, which gave him a terrific hard on, which he would have wanked off in a field if she hadn’t taken the initiative.
The other thing she was sure of was that she wouldn’t be wearing Lycra on their next sexual outing, it may have defined her every contour and turned him on but it was not possible to get off in a hurry or with any dignity and it was very uncomfortable riding home with sticky lips.
And although she was a very athletic girl she wanted him to see that she was also a girl.
Of course he did know she was a girl after all they had sex in a field but she hadn’t been very feminine prior to the fun bit.
As she was working at the shop she was kind of feminine looking, but not girlie.
She looked at her watch and it was lunchtime so Lily knew where he was going, he was a creature of habit, he always went down to the Mallard at lunchtime, where he ordered a sandwich and a non-alcoholic drink.
Lily was rather hoping for her to become one of his regular habits.
“As its quiet I’m going out for lunch mum” Lily said
“Ok love”
Lily rushed across the road to the Cooper family home where she quickly changed out of her jeans and top and into a dress, and significantly changed her knickers and squirted perfume on her neck and thighs.
When she was confident she was as feminine and desirable as it was possible to be in the time available to her she hurried over to the pub.
She watched him from the door, Gerald Heaton was a professor of mathematics and was a quiet shy man, he was also ten years older than she was, but that didn’t matter because she loved him, she had from the first moment she saw him when he walked into the shop and it took two years for her to get him to notice her, but that was sex it wasn’t love.
“Hello Gerald” she said
“Lily!”
“May I?” she asked indicating a chair and smiled
“Please” he said and he could instantly picture her sitting naked in the field on a summer afternoon with her plump fruits in his hands and he blushed when he smiled back and he tried to ignore the tell-tale trouser tickle in his pants.
“Would you like a drink?” he asked
“Diet coke please”
He returned a few minutes later a put the drink down in front of her
“Thanks Gerald” she said “Did you enjoy the bike ride?”
“Yyyes” he replied
“Me too” Lily said “I’d like to do it again”
“I’ve got a puncture” Gerald said
“I didn’t mean the bike ride”
“Oh” he exclaimed and then went quiet for a minute before adding
“How about now?”
Lily almost choked on her diet coke and then banged the glass down on the table.
“God yes” she said “let’s go”
Quiet and shy Gerald took her back to his house and in his study he slipped off her clean knickers before smelling her perfumed thighs and making love to his lovely Lily and subsequently made her very late back from lunch.
Lily giggled but not because he tripped but because she knew by his expression what he was thinking, which meant she was going to get it again and that made her very hot.
What she didn’t know however was when, and that could prove to be very frustrating because the one thing she knew for certain sure was that he wouldn’t make the first move.
After all the prelude to their last encounter was him following her on a bike ride for four miles staring at her camel toe, which gave him a terrific hard on, which he would have wanked off in a field if she hadn’t taken the initiative.
The other thing she was sure of was that she wouldn’t be wearing Lycra on their next sexual outing, it may have defined her every contour and turned him on but it was not possible to get off in a hurry or with any dignity and it was very uncomfortable riding home with sticky lips.
And although she was a very athletic girl she wanted him to see that she was also a girl.
Of course he did know she was a girl after all they had sex in a field but she hadn’t been very feminine prior to the fun bit.
As she was working at the shop she was kind of feminine looking, but not girlie.
She looked at her watch and it was lunchtime so Lily knew where he was going, he was a creature of habit, he always went down to the Mallard at lunchtime, where he ordered a sandwich and a non-alcoholic drink.
Lily was rather hoping for her to become one of his regular habits.
“As its quiet I’m going out for lunch mum” Lily said
“Ok love”
Lily rushed across the road to the Cooper family home where she quickly changed out of her jeans and top and into a dress, and significantly changed her knickers and squirted perfume on her neck and thighs.
When she was confident she was as feminine and desirable as it was possible to be in the time available to her she hurried over to the pub.
She watched him from the door, Gerald Heaton was a professor of mathematics and was a quiet shy man, he was also ten years older than she was, but that didn’t matter because she loved him, she had from the first moment she saw him when he walked into the shop and it took two years for her to get him to notice her, but that was sex it wasn’t love.
“Hello Gerald” she said
“Lily!”
“May I?” she asked indicating a chair and smiled
“Please” he said and he could instantly picture her sitting naked in the field on a summer afternoon with her plump fruits in his hands and he blushed when he smiled back and he tried to ignore the tell-tale trouser tickle in his pants.
“Would you like a drink?” he asked
“Diet coke please”
He returned a few minutes later a put the drink down in front of her
“Thanks Gerald” she said “Did you enjoy the bike ride?”
“Yyyes” he replied
“Me too” Lily said “I’d like to do it again”
“I’ve got a puncture” Gerald said
“I didn’t mean the bike ride”
“Oh” he exclaimed and then went quiet for a minute before adding
“How about now?”
Lily almost choked on her diet coke and then banged the glass down on the table.
“God yes” she said “let’s go”
Quiet and shy Gerald took her back to his house and in his study he slipped off her clean knickers before smelling her perfumed thighs and making love to his lovely Lily and subsequently made her very late back from lunch.
Choice Tales from the Vale – (172) Cathy’s Tale – The Stepdaugters Love
Cathy Maddock’s was an attractive twenty nine year old widow who lived with her six year old twins, Lily and Iris, and an 18 year old step daughter Gillian.
Cathy’s husband John was much older than she was when they married but he was the love of her life and she was absolutely devastated when he died.
After the bottom fell out of her world she spent the following two years following his passing in lonely celibacy.
Every night her dreams were filled with images of the man she loved and vivid pictures of their love making which was why she woke up every morning in her Childean home incredibly horny.
Although Gillie Hopcroft was Cathy’s stepdaughter it was only by virtue of the fact that she had married her stepfather John.
After losing her father when she was four she lost her mother four years later and then when she was 9 her stepfather John married Cathy, who she fell in love with imediately and nothing that followed over the following 9 years altered that love.
The only thing that came close was when she made a startling discovery.
Cathy thought Gillie was a godsend, she was a great help with the twins who she loved as if they were her own sisters.
Normally she got up first and got the twins ready for the day to allow Cathy to lie in for a while.
But there were times when she had to do early shifts at the hospital and Cathy had to get the girls ready herself.
She got back home about midday and walked into the hall to be greeted by some unfamilar sounds and she walked slowly towards the source of the sounds, which was when she made the startling discovery.
The noises were eminating from Cathy who was sitting on the lap of the plumber, David Tuckman and she was naked from the waist down, with her jeans and knickers were bunched up around one ankle and her top and bra were pushed up as Dave fondled her breast and she was moaning loudly as Dave frigged and fingered her to the very precepice.
“What are you doing?” she screamed “leave Mama alone”
Gillie took Dave by surprise and he lost his focus on the job in hand.
“No don’t stop” Cathy begged “Please don’t stop”
“Mama?” Gillian quiried “you want him to?”
“I asked him to” she moaned
“Tell the truth” Dave instructed her as he resumed his fingering.
“I… begged him” she admitted.
Within moments of her admittion Cathy began to moan uncontrollably and the two of them were enjoying themselves so much that they both forgot Gillie was still there watching, and she couldn’t take her eyes off the spectacle, as Dave stroked Cathy to a noisy conclusion.
Only when Cathy lay panting in Dave’s arms did they remember she was still with them, staring wide eyed like a deer caught in the headlights, until she realised they were both looking at her and then Gillie went beetroot red and ran out of the room.
She ran to her bedroom and climbed on her bed and felt angry embarrassed and horny, very horny.
She lay on the bed and digested what she had witnessed which merely got her even hotter and while she concidered what she should do about it there was a knock on her door.
After fingering Cathy to orgasm Dave would have prefered to have taken her to her bedroom and finished her but Cathy told him
“If you want a kiss go and find Gillian”
And as Dave watched in silence as Cathy pulled her knickers up and as she turned to look at the bulge in his trousers and added.
“Maybe you can give her that as well”
And although he would have prefered to have been shagging Cathy he was sufficiently aroused to think that if Gillie was up for it, she would do, even if she was second best.
Gillie opened the door and was surprised to see Dave standing there
“Oh it’s you” she said
“Cathy sent me to see if you were alright” Dave said as he looked her up and down with his eyes finally coming to rest on a dark patch on the crotch of her leggings.
“Is that because of me, or Cathy?”
Gillian looked down to her wet crotch and covered it with her hands as she blushed scarlet, but she quietly replied
“Both”
“Is the correct answer” he said and stepped inside and kissed her and their lips met in a long deep and sensual union.
While the kiss continued the passion heightened as their tongues dueled and his hand sought out her damp leggings and made them even wetter.
An hour later he left her sleeping in her bed and he went to the kitchen to get his stuff.
As he was going out the front door Cathy walked down the stairs
“Is she ok?” she asked
“Yes” he replied “she’s asleep now”
“Good”
“How are you feeling?” he asked
“Jealous” she replied and turned away
Cathy’s husband John was much older than she was when they married but he was the love of her life and she was absolutely devastated when he died.
After the bottom fell out of her world she spent the following two years following his passing in lonely celibacy.
Every night her dreams were filled with images of the man she loved and vivid pictures of their love making which was why she woke up every morning in her Childean home incredibly horny.
Although Gillie Hopcroft was Cathy’s stepdaughter it was only by virtue of the fact that she had married her stepfather John.
After losing her father when she was four she lost her mother four years later and then when she was 9 her stepfather John married Cathy, who she fell in love with imediately and nothing that followed over the following 9 years altered that love.
The only thing that came close was when she made a startling discovery.
Cathy thought Gillie was a godsend, she was a great help with the twins who she loved as if they were her own sisters.
Normally she got up first and got the twins ready for the day to allow Cathy to lie in for a while.
But there were times when she had to do early shifts at the hospital and Cathy had to get the girls ready herself.
She got back home about midday and walked into the hall to be greeted by some unfamilar sounds and she walked slowly towards the source of the sounds, which was when she made the startling discovery.
The noises were eminating from Cathy who was sitting on the lap of the plumber, David Tuckman and she was naked from the waist down, with her jeans and knickers were bunched up around one ankle and her top and bra were pushed up as Dave fondled her breast and she was moaning loudly as Dave frigged and fingered her to the very precepice.
“What are you doing?” she screamed “leave Mama alone”
Gillie took Dave by surprise and he lost his focus on the job in hand.
“No don’t stop” Cathy begged “Please don’t stop”
“Mama?” Gillian quiried “you want him to?”
“I asked him to” she moaned
“Tell the truth” Dave instructed her as he resumed his fingering.
“I… begged him” she admitted.
Within moments of her admittion Cathy began to moan uncontrollably and the two of them were enjoying themselves so much that they both forgot Gillie was still there watching, and she couldn’t take her eyes off the spectacle, as Dave stroked Cathy to a noisy conclusion.
Only when Cathy lay panting in Dave’s arms did they remember she was still with them, staring wide eyed like a deer caught in the headlights, until she realised they were both looking at her and then Gillie went beetroot red and ran out of the room.
She ran to her bedroom and climbed on her bed and felt angry embarrassed and horny, very horny.
She lay on the bed and digested what she had witnessed which merely got her even hotter and while she concidered what she should do about it there was a knock on her door.
After fingering Cathy to orgasm Dave would have prefered to have taken her to her bedroom and finished her but Cathy told him
“If you want a kiss go and find Gillian”
And as Dave watched in silence as Cathy pulled her knickers up and as she turned to look at the bulge in his trousers and added.
“Maybe you can give her that as well”
And although he would have prefered to have been shagging Cathy he was sufficiently aroused to think that if Gillie was up for it, she would do, even if she was second best.
Gillie opened the door and was surprised to see Dave standing there
“Oh it’s you” she said
“Cathy sent me to see if you were alright” Dave said as he looked her up and down with his eyes finally coming to rest on a dark patch on the crotch of her leggings.
“Is that because of me, or Cathy?”
Gillian looked down to her wet crotch and covered it with her hands as she blushed scarlet, but she quietly replied
“Both”
“Is the correct answer” he said and stepped inside and kissed her and their lips met in a long deep and sensual union.
While the kiss continued the passion heightened as their tongues dueled and his hand sought out her damp leggings and made them even wetter.
An hour later he left her sleeping in her bed and he went to the kitchen to get his stuff.
As he was going out the front door Cathy walked down the stairs
“Is she ok?” she asked
“Yes” he replied “she’s asleep now”
“Good”
“How are you feeling?” he asked
“Jealous” she replied and turned away
Thursday, 15 June 2017
Choice Tales from the Vale – (171) The Festive Avuncular and the Mentee
(Part 01)
Celia Waddington joined the firm in Shallowfield straight out of University and knocked him off his feet the moment she walked into the office and as the old man of the team at 33 he adopted the role of the avuncular and took her under his wing and showed her the ropes and of course try as he might not to, and despite the 12 year age difference Kevin Appleby fell in love with her.
Celia was young and beautiful with bobbed brunette hair and blue eyes which were sharp and intelligent behind her gold rimmed spectacles which sat on her aquiline nose and with her finely chiselled features she was the attractive side of beautiful even without make up.
He did nothing about his attraction toward her though his role was to take her in hand but that was not what she had in mind.
And come the Christmas party so did he, in her mouth when she gave him a toe curling blow job in one of the executive bathrooms and afterwards she said
“You would have got so much more but I have an unwelcome guest”
And she went on to say when she was blob free she was going to “fuck his brains out”.
But it was over a week later before Celia Waddington made good on her promise when they were at their mutual friend Gary Newman’s New Year’s Eve party.
The party was absolutely humming, he had a huge house in Pangmere, and there were hundreds of guests, so it took him an hour to track her down and when he did he found her on the dance floor.
Celia Waddington was wearing a blue wool dress which showed off her shape deliciously well.
“There you are” she said “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming”
“I’ve been here an hour” he said
“I’m glad you’re here” she said and kissed his cheek “I have a promise to keep”
“I’m glad you remembered” he said
“Oh I remember” she said and kissed his mouth “We’ll go back to mine after the party”
Celia smiled and kissed him and he immediately responded to it by slipping his tongue between her slightly parted lips, Celia warmed to this action and responded in kind for a full minute before stopping abruptly.
“That’s quite enough of that” she said sharply
“But you were enjoying it too” he pointed out
“That’s not the point, I said later”
“We could do it now and later” he said nibbling her ear and manoeuvring her into a dark corner and sliding his right hand to the hem of her dress and up inside thigh seeking out the flesh above but she clamped her thighs together.
(Part 02)
“We could do it now and later” he said nibbling her ear and manoeuvring her into a dark corner and sliding his right hand to the hem of her dress and up inside thigh seeking out the flesh above but she clamped her thighs together.
His mouth was still on her ear and she was mumbling half-hearted protests, she released her grip on his hand for a split second and his hand passed her upper thigh, but she clamped shut again.
A minute later she released her grip again, briefly, and his hand had reached its goal.
She opened her thighs once more as his finger found the moist patch of fabric.
He paused his nibbling and saw that Celia was biting her lip as his digit had found her sweet spot and the moist patch on her underwear was growing by the second.
Celia continued to bite her lip and he carried on stroking and creaming her tights when all of a sudden she pushed his hand away.
“You bastard” she said and kissed him
“I’ve got to have you right now”
The question was where? He hadn’t thought that far ahead and she had no contingency as she planned to have him at home.
They were familiar enough with the house to know roughly where any potential shagging sights might be and in the end settle on the garages.
There was an internal door from the kitchen which they locked behind them.
But they still went to the far end of the row of cars before she latched onto him.
Kevin sat her arse on the car bonnet and resumed his earlier fingering while Celia unzipped his fly and as he was stroking her creamy pussy through her clothes she pulled out his cock and her busy little fingers roughly tugged on his shaft and after a minute of two of this frenetic fondling Celia let go and rolled over onto her front, which left him to conclude that she wanted him from behind and she wanted it there and then.
Celia confirmed his suspicions when she pulled up the back of her dress and exposed her arse.
He quickly got his fingers inside the waistband of her tights and pulled them off her buttocks and then returned for her knickers.
“I can’t wait babe” she pleaded “go up my leg”
So he hooked his thumb inside the leg of her wet knickers and pulled the lacy panties to one side and exposed her moist cunny before he grasped her hips and thrust his stiff shaft between her eager sticky lips.
Celia turned her head and gave him a smile and rose up onto her elbows and was emitting low rasping moans in response to his penetrations until she went rigid before him and screamed and then collapsed forward, totally and literally shagged.
“You’re still coming back to mine” she insisted
Celia Waddington joined the firm in Shallowfield straight out of University and knocked him off his feet the moment she walked into the office and as the old man of the team at 33 he adopted the role of the avuncular and took her under his wing and showed her the ropes and of course try as he might not to, and despite the 12 year age difference Kevin Appleby fell in love with her.
Celia was young and beautiful with bobbed brunette hair and blue eyes which were sharp and intelligent behind her gold rimmed spectacles which sat on her aquiline nose and with her finely chiselled features she was the attractive side of beautiful even without make up.
He did nothing about his attraction toward her though his role was to take her in hand but that was not what she had in mind.
And come the Christmas party so did he, in her mouth when she gave him a toe curling blow job in one of the executive bathrooms and afterwards she said
“You would have got so much more but I have an unwelcome guest”
And she went on to say when she was blob free she was going to “fuck his brains out”.
But it was over a week later before Celia Waddington made good on her promise when they were at their mutual friend Gary Newman’s New Year’s Eve party.
The party was absolutely humming, he had a huge house in Pangmere, and there were hundreds of guests, so it took him an hour to track her down and when he did he found her on the dance floor.
Celia Waddington was wearing a blue wool dress which showed off her shape deliciously well.
“There you are” she said “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming”
“I’ve been here an hour” he said
“I’m glad you’re here” she said and kissed his cheek “I have a promise to keep”
“I’m glad you remembered” he said
“Oh I remember” she said and kissed his mouth “We’ll go back to mine after the party”
Celia smiled and kissed him and he immediately responded to it by slipping his tongue between her slightly parted lips, Celia warmed to this action and responded in kind for a full minute before stopping abruptly.
“That’s quite enough of that” she said sharply
“But you were enjoying it too” he pointed out
“That’s not the point, I said later”
“We could do it now and later” he said nibbling her ear and manoeuvring her into a dark corner and sliding his right hand to the hem of her dress and up inside thigh seeking out the flesh above but she clamped her thighs together.
(Part 02)
“We could do it now and later” he said nibbling her ear and manoeuvring her into a dark corner and sliding his right hand to the hem of her dress and up inside thigh seeking out the flesh above but she clamped her thighs together.
His mouth was still on her ear and she was mumbling half-hearted protests, she released her grip on his hand for a split second and his hand passed her upper thigh, but she clamped shut again.
A minute later she released her grip again, briefly, and his hand had reached its goal.
She opened her thighs once more as his finger found the moist patch of fabric.
He paused his nibbling and saw that Celia was biting her lip as his digit had found her sweet spot and the moist patch on her underwear was growing by the second.
Celia continued to bite her lip and he carried on stroking and creaming her tights when all of a sudden she pushed his hand away.
“You bastard” she said and kissed him
“I’ve got to have you right now”
The question was where? He hadn’t thought that far ahead and she had no contingency as she planned to have him at home.
They were familiar enough with the house to know roughly where any potential shagging sights might be and in the end settle on the garages.
There was an internal door from the kitchen which they locked behind them.
But they still went to the far end of the row of cars before she latched onto him.
Kevin sat her arse on the car bonnet and resumed his earlier fingering while Celia unzipped his fly and as he was stroking her creamy pussy through her clothes she pulled out his cock and her busy little fingers roughly tugged on his shaft and after a minute of two of this frenetic fondling Celia let go and rolled over onto her front, which left him to conclude that she wanted him from behind and she wanted it there and then.
Celia confirmed his suspicions when she pulled up the back of her dress and exposed her arse.
He quickly got his fingers inside the waistband of her tights and pulled them off her buttocks and then returned for her knickers.
“I can’t wait babe” she pleaded “go up my leg”
So he hooked his thumb inside the leg of her wet knickers and pulled the lacy panties to one side and exposed her moist cunny before he grasped her hips and thrust his stiff shaft between her eager sticky lips.
Celia turned her head and gave him a smile and rose up onto her elbows and was emitting low rasping moans in response to his penetrations until she went rigid before him and screamed and then collapsed forward, totally and literally shagged.
“You’re still coming back to mine” she insisted
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