(Part 01)
The affair between Frank Gold and his sister in law Sarah Weitz began after a party at the Kettlewell Village Hall and when she got her sister Miriam blind drunk on gin by ten o’clock.
She then offered to her Frank walk the casualty home where she then seduced him after parading herself in her black underwear.
That was the first of several times that they over a two week period and then Sarah was racked with guilt and the passion appeared to cool for her.
But she and her sister remained close and as they always had the Gold’s and the Weisz’s spent a lot of their leisure time together.
Frank played golf every week with Sarah’s husband David and the sisters did a lot together, shopping, book club, and spa dates to name but a few.
So the two couple’s spent two weeks every July in the Whitecliff Hill Caravan Park close to Sharpington.
Sarah wasn’t at all sure it was a good idea but she knew that it was impossible to change their plans without it causing suspicions.
Frank was of a different opinion, he wanted to make love to her again and by the time they set off to Sharpington 3 months had elapsed since they had shared a bed.
The weather was glorious that summer and every time he looked at Sarah, in shorts or a swimsuit or a summer dress he just got hornier and hornier.
David seemed immune to his wife’s beauty and divided all of his time between golf and sailing and the only sex she was getting was provided by her own finger which during the first week of the holiday she was employing at least twice a day.
Miriam on the other hand was getting skewered twice a day by her horny husband thanks to her scantily clad younger sister.
It could happen anytime of the day or night and didn’t take too much provocation but on one particular morning it happened as a result of something he overheard as he was returning from the shower block.
The two couples had identical caravans in the same row but not adjacent and Sarah’s was nearest to the showers and as he passed it he heard a familiar sound, Sarah was coming.
It was a sound he had become very familiar with and he knew it wasn’t her husband taking her to climax as he’d seen David leave for the marina an hour earlier.
His wife’s horny sister was fingering herself an act that instantly aroused him so when he returned to his van and found Miriam clearing away the breakfast things he jumped her.
He had Miriam bent over the breakfast bar grasping her firmly by the hips and banging into her pussy.
She moaned loudly as he speared her and as stroke followed stroke her moans grew louder until the moment they both came.
He withdrew his circumcised cock from her quim and left her draped over the table panting.
“God that was nice” she panted
“I don’t know what gotten into you this holiday”
“Not getting into your sister” he thought
“Not that I’m complaining” she purred
“Well enjoy it while it lasts” he said to himself “because as soon as Sarah gets bored of her finger she’ll be getting all the cock”
(Part 02)
Two days after Frank overheard Sarah fingering herself to orgasm in her caravan Miriam and David left early to go on a diving trip to the Pepperstock Pits Frank wasn’t going as he was claustrophobic and nor was Sarah as she couldn’t swim.
But she was still giving him the cold shoulder so he wasn’t hopeful and he didn’t even have his wife on hand to fuck when the mood took him.
So he just sat outside his caravan drinking coffee and reading the papers and he supposed Sarah was doing something similar at hers.
He did briefly picture her fingering her pussy which caused a trouser tickle so he put that from his mind and had another coffee.
After about an hour he switched his beverage allegiance from coffee to beer and had just sat back down when Sarah appeared from behind the adjacent caravan wearing what appeared to be one of David’s shirts.
She didn’t say anything she just stood about twenty foot and looked at him, then after a moment or two she smiled and went back the way she had come.
Frank took her mode of dress and the smile as an invitation to follow.
As he rounded the corner Sarah had paused on the top step, she was still smiling and as he stepped towards her she went inside.
When he reached the top step his cock was throbbing in anticipation and when he went through the open door she was stood by the table looking down at the floor and had fully unbuttoned the shirt which hung loosely in front of her.
He put his drink down on the side and put his hand on her chin and turned her face towards him.
“Are you sure this is what you want?”
She immediately responded by pressing her mouth hard against his and darting her tongue in to his mouth while her arms wrapped around him tightly.
Frank’s hands meanwhile slipped inside her shirt and cupped her exposed breasts.
Sarah sighed and snorted air in deeply through her nose as he toyed with her breasts and stiffening nipples.
He disengaged his mouth from hers and she immediately tried to reattach but he broke away again as he started to kiss and nibble down her neck until he found himself kneeling in from of Sarah and her beautiful firm tits.
He took turns kissing them and sucking her teats and her legs were trembling as he sucked hard enough to make her wince, she withdrew it from his mouth and he 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 spread out across her firm buttocks squeezing and kneading her naked arse and he stopped sucking her tits and instead began kissing her quivering belly.
Franks mouth reached the soft skin above her bush and he could smell her distinct odour, and then he was rubbing his face in her ample public curls.
(Part 03)
Frank manoeuvred Sarah backwards so he could slide her buttocks onto the table to support her weight while he knelt before her.
He looked up and saw she was biting her lip in anticipation and then she opened her thighs wide for him to drink deeply of the heady mix of exotic juices mingled with her sweat.
When he got to his feet and kissed her, her pungent fragrance was all around his mouth and when he’d stopped kissing her it was all around hers as well and she smiled wickedly as she licked the cum off her lips.
Frank fingered her hot pussy with two fingers of one hand making her moan whorishly while he released his swollen circumcised cock from his shorts with the other and then he penetrated her.
“At last” he thought
He had missed her tight pussy, Miriam still had a nice enough figure and she was grateful for his attention but she wasn’t as enthusiastic as her younger sibling was.
And then as if she had read his mind she said
“I’m sorry”
“What for?” he asked, halting his throbbing cock eager to continue
“For making you wait” she said
“Well the wait is over now”
“I’ve been aching for your touch” Sarah added
“I heard you enjoying yours” he said
“My what?”
“Your touch” he explained “I heard you stroking yourself in your caravan yesterday”
“Oh God what a slut you must think me”
“No I think you’re sexy” he replied and penetrated her again
“Oh God I’ve missed your cock” she moaned
So he gave her length, after satisfying length until Sarah came the first time when he thought the table was going to collapse so he withdrew from her soaking wet cunny and droplets of her juice dripped off his circumcised knob onto the floor.
“Please, don’t stop” she begged “Don’t punish me”
“Don’t worry we need to finish elsewhere because I don’t think this table will survive you coming again”
Frank discarded his shorts and pants and stood before her wearing nothing but her cum.
Sarah stood up and pulled the two halves of her husband’s shirt across to cover her modesty.
“Take it off” he commanded “You’re sexy remember”
She did as he said and slipped the shirt off and let it fall to the floor.
He held out his hand and she took it in hers and she asked
“Where do you want me?”
“Where David sits” he replied “Where do you want me?”
“From behind” she replied and knelt in David’s seat and offered him her pink pussy.
And when he finished the job and finally lost his load into her tight cunny it was like a dam bursting.
After a prolonged nap he awoke to find Sarah playing with his balls and sucking on his pulsating twitching member and when she had sucked to full consciousness she impaled her tight cunt on him and rode him to a nerve tingling orgasm with half an hour to spare before the spouses returned from diving.
Monday, 3 July 2017
Sunday, 2 July 2017
Choice Tales from the Vale – (267) In Flagrante Al Fresco
(Part 01)
He could hear her peeing in the undergrowth, a prolonged jet hitting the hard dry ground, which he found was strangely horny, and he found himself thinking that he would like to see it as well as hear it.
It was Saturday night, or more precisely Sunday Morning and there was a Dinner Dance on at the Forest Ridge Golf Club and Paula Bonham and Gary Parkinson had just delivered their friends Evelyn and Bella to their homes on a golf buggy and the reason for that unorthodox taxi was that they were both totally pissed.
Once they had deposited the two lushes with their loved ones they drove back across the golf course on route back to the dance and had stopped in order that Paula spend a penny.
“Anything I can help you with in there?” he offered
“No thank you I can manage”
When Paula came out from the woods she was carrying her shoes in one hand, her powder blue dress was draped over her arm and she was carrying some indeterminate folded items in the other hand.
She put her shoes and clothing at the back of the buggy where the clubs normally go and Paula came and stood in front of him.
To his complete and utter delight Paula stood before him in the moonlight wearing only stockings and suspenders, his dinner jacket and his bow tie.
“God that makes me so hard” he thought
“Why didn’t you want me to undress you in the woods?”
“Because it wasn’t all me under that dress” Paula said
“There were garments and devices to make me look my best”
“You look perfect to me right now
“Then you had better have me right now”
Paula unbuttoned his dinner jacket and let it slip off her shoulders and onto the floor.
He instantly appraised her standing before him naked, except for a bow tie around her neck, a suspender belt, which framed perfectly her neat pubic triangle holding up the dark blue stockings on her fine legs.
She looked fabulous with the moonlight shining on her forty-year-old breasts her nipples stiff in the cool night air.
“Wow” he said
She suddenly became self-conscious under his gaze and threw herself into him, her mouth sought out his and found it, her tongue darting and probing his oral cavity.
While his hands caressed her back, her small soft hands busied themselves with his trousers, or the removal of, she’d already dispensed with the cummerbund and had quickly undone the hook on his trousers and tugged sharply on the zip then her hands were down the back of his pants pulling them off his buttocks.
Paula pushed him back against the buggy and roughly yanked his pants and trousers down his legs and off over his feet
Then she was back kissing him on the mouth and fumbling with his shirt buttons, she managed one of them then lost patience
“Take it off,” she ordered and then in an instant she was on her knees and her lips were around his cock
“Oh yes mistress” he gasped out as he pulled the shirt over his head and threw it somewhere, anywhere.
He looked down at her blonde haired head moving expertly on his shaft while she played with his balls.
Gary thought he was going to explode in her mouth any second but then her lips were kissing their way up his body until her smiling face was only inches from his, and she kissed him again.
He became aware of being manipulated as they kissed, like they were in a slow dance on the dance floor and he just went with her.
(Part 02)
When they had turned 180 degrees and her back was against the buggy she slid her fine buttocks onto the seat and opened her thighs as she kissed him deeply, while running her fingers through his hair then he felt downward pressure from her hands as she pushed his head down to her waiting cunny, he was ready to fuck her but she wanted head first so he obliged her and went down between her stockinged thighs to sup on the juice of her hot gash.
He worked the creamy wet flesh with his tongue, his nose, his chin and she wriggled and squirmed, moaning and gasping as he sucked at her lips and licked her cunny until she could wait no longer.
“Now Gary” she screamed
“Oh Gary do me now”
So he raised his head from his tangy task, his face wet with her juice and found her laying stretched out across the front seats of the buggy, with one hand gripping the steering wheel and the other playing with her nipple.
Her legs were spread wide and she was open and her juicy quim was at the perfect height to receive him.
He gave her two inches and she sucked in air through her teeth
”I want it all” she said, “give me all of it”
And with her legs around me and crossed at the ankles she pulled him all the way in.
“Ahhhhh” she said as she received all of cock right up to his balls, and the same with the next stroke and the next and then he gave her three more full lengths and she came, then she panted a few times through gritted teeth and she was really making his balls wet and then she came three times in quick succession making the same delicious sound.
“Ah”
“Ah”
“Ah”
“Ohhhhh”
Gary thought to himself as he pumped her pussy how much he loved making women moan and in particular Paula.
He knew he couldn’t hold off much longer, he was very close, and he knew Paula’s next big orgasm would be his finale.
He had a great rhythm going and her legs she was gripping him hard and he was playing with her tits as he banged her and banged her
“Orrrrw” she uttered with every hard stroke
“Orrrrw”
Then as the strokes shortened it changed to
“Oh”
“Oh”
Until we reached that perfect point of climax when we both came together
“OORRRRR” she screamed at the top of her lungs.
Gary pulled out of her and she let out a sigh of satisfaction then he bent down and kissed her quivering belly and lay his face against it.
She sighed again and he felt her muscles contract and he stood up just in time to see a little dribble of his cum escape from her hairy hole.
Paula lay there for about twenty minutes, Gary threw his jacket across her and the only sounds coming from her were her sighs and a series of soft whispers from her fanny.
He had redressed himself and was sitting on the back seat watching her, and rerunning the night’s events in his head, subconsciously selecting moments for the wank bank.
Apart from the obvious inclusions there was also the sound of Paula peeing in the woods, her screaming orgasm, the dribble of cum on her pussy lip and her fanny farting, they would all make it in.
As Paula stirred I wondered if she had a wank bank and what moments would be in it.
He could hear her peeing in the undergrowth, a prolonged jet hitting the hard dry ground, which he found was strangely horny, and he found himself thinking that he would like to see it as well as hear it.
It was Saturday night, or more precisely Sunday Morning and there was a Dinner Dance on at the Forest Ridge Golf Club and Paula Bonham and Gary Parkinson had just delivered their friends Evelyn and Bella to their homes on a golf buggy and the reason for that unorthodox taxi was that they were both totally pissed.
Once they had deposited the two lushes with their loved ones they drove back across the golf course on route back to the dance and had stopped in order that Paula spend a penny.
“Anything I can help you with in there?” he offered
“No thank you I can manage”
When Paula came out from the woods she was carrying her shoes in one hand, her powder blue dress was draped over her arm and she was carrying some indeterminate folded items in the other hand.
She put her shoes and clothing at the back of the buggy where the clubs normally go and Paula came and stood in front of him.
To his complete and utter delight Paula stood before him in the moonlight wearing only stockings and suspenders, his dinner jacket and his bow tie.
“God that makes me so hard” he thought
“Why didn’t you want me to undress you in the woods?”
“Because it wasn’t all me under that dress” Paula said
“There were garments and devices to make me look my best”
“You look perfect to me right now
“Then you had better have me right now”
Paula unbuttoned his dinner jacket and let it slip off her shoulders and onto the floor.
He instantly appraised her standing before him naked, except for a bow tie around her neck, a suspender belt, which framed perfectly her neat pubic triangle holding up the dark blue stockings on her fine legs.
She looked fabulous with the moonlight shining on her forty-year-old breasts her nipples stiff in the cool night air.
“Wow” he said
She suddenly became self-conscious under his gaze and threw herself into him, her mouth sought out his and found it, her tongue darting and probing his oral cavity.
While his hands caressed her back, her small soft hands busied themselves with his trousers, or the removal of, she’d already dispensed with the cummerbund and had quickly undone the hook on his trousers and tugged sharply on the zip then her hands were down the back of his pants pulling them off his buttocks.
Paula pushed him back against the buggy and roughly yanked his pants and trousers down his legs and off over his feet
Then she was back kissing him on the mouth and fumbling with his shirt buttons, she managed one of them then lost patience
“Take it off,” she ordered and then in an instant she was on her knees and her lips were around his cock
“Oh yes mistress” he gasped out as he pulled the shirt over his head and threw it somewhere, anywhere.
He looked down at her blonde haired head moving expertly on his shaft while she played with his balls.
Gary thought he was going to explode in her mouth any second but then her lips were kissing their way up his body until her smiling face was only inches from his, and she kissed him again.
He became aware of being manipulated as they kissed, like they were in a slow dance on the dance floor and he just went with her.
(Part 02)
When they had turned 180 degrees and her back was against the buggy she slid her fine buttocks onto the seat and opened her thighs as she kissed him deeply, while running her fingers through his hair then he felt downward pressure from her hands as she pushed his head down to her waiting cunny, he was ready to fuck her but she wanted head first so he obliged her and went down between her stockinged thighs to sup on the juice of her hot gash.
He worked the creamy wet flesh with his tongue, his nose, his chin and she wriggled and squirmed, moaning and gasping as he sucked at her lips and licked her cunny until she could wait no longer.
“Now Gary” she screamed
“Oh Gary do me now”
So he raised his head from his tangy task, his face wet with her juice and found her laying stretched out across the front seats of the buggy, with one hand gripping the steering wheel and the other playing with her nipple.
Her legs were spread wide and she was open and her juicy quim was at the perfect height to receive him.
He gave her two inches and she sucked in air through her teeth
”I want it all” she said, “give me all of it”
And with her legs around me and crossed at the ankles she pulled him all the way in.
“Ahhhhh” she said as she received all of cock right up to his balls, and the same with the next stroke and the next and then he gave her three more full lengths and she came, then she panted a few times through gritted teeth and she was really making his balls wet and then she came three times in quick succession making the same delicious sound.
“Ah”
“Ah”
“Ah”
“Ohhhhh”
Gary thought to himself as he pumped her pussy how much he loved making women moan and in particular Paula.
He knew he couldn’t hold off much longer, he was very close, and he knew Paula’s next big orgasm would be his finale.
He had a great rhythm going and her legs she was gripping him hard and he was playing with her tits as he banged her and banged her
“Orrrrw” she uttered with every hard stroke
“Orrrrw”
Then as the strokes shortened it changed to
“Oh”
“Oh”
Until we reached that perfect point of climax when we both came together
“OORRRRR” she screamed at the top of her lungs.
Gary pulled out of her and she let out a sigh of satisfaction then he bent down and kissed her quivering belly and lay his face against it.
She sighed again and he felt her muscles contract and he stood up just in time to see a little dribble of his cum escape from her hairy hole.
Paula lay there for about twenty minutes, Gary threw his jacket across her and the only sounds coming from her were her sighs and a series of soft whispers from her fanny.
He had redressed himself and was sitting on the back seat watching her, and rerunning the night’s events in his head, subconsciously selecting moments for the wank bank.
Apart from the obvious inclusions there was also the sound of Paula peeing in the woods, her screaming orgasm, the dribble of cum on her pussy lip and her fanny farting, they would all make it in.
As Paula stirred I wondered if she had a wank bank and what moments would be in it.
Choice Tales from the Vale – (266) Where are your Knickers?
Tony Langford and Jayne Stanley were sitting in the latter’s mums kitchen and Jayne gave a quick glance around to make sure her mum wasn’t looking and then lent over and kissed him tenderly.
The reason why she didn’t want her mum to see was three fold, firstly she was only 16 while Tony was almost 20, secondly because they were cousins and thirdly because she had only just turned 16.
However old fashioned they might have been in their outlook her parents were very trusting that Jayne would abide by their wishes, Tony on the other hand was 19 years old and had a permanent erection and no conscience.
While her mum was out of the room Jayne stood up and firstly lifted her top up and flashed him her plump lace covered little tits at him and after her mum called her she stopped in the doorway.
“This should give you something to think about” She said and gave another quick glance around her and then lifted the front of her skirt up exposing her skimpy white knickers.
“Just a taster” Jayne said letting the skirt fall “before I take them off for you”
Tony’s cock was ready to burst out of his trousers.
When she returned she stood in the door way and began unbuttoning her shirt.
“I’m just popping to the shops” her mum called as the final button surrendered and the two halves of her shirt swung open to reveal her naked breasts
“Ok mum, see you later” and the moment the front door closed she was across the kitchen and her tongue was straight down his throat and she was using both of her hands to extricate his swollen cock from his trousers.
“Bloody hell Jayne” he said after breaking away from her mouth “What’s got into you?”
“You in a minute with any luck” She replied and kissed him hard on the mouth again
“Why now?” he asked escaping her lips again
“Because I’m so horny,” she said planting another kiss on his mouth,
“And where’s your bra” he asked indignantly
“In my bedroom” she answered curtly
“Bloody hell” he thought, he really fancied Jayne but when he went round to hers that morning he would have considered himself lucky to get a kiss, but here she was showing him her tits and tugging his cock from his trousers then she was on her knees on the kitchen floor and took him in her mouth, and he thought girls normally needed encouragement to do that.
Jayne had sucked him up good and proper but she didn’t want him to cum so she disengaged her mouth from his cock and she scrambled to her feet and after wiping her dribbling lips on her arm she kissed him again.
After a few moments of Tony not taking the initiative Jayne, who was by far the most experienced of the two of them having lost her virginity on her 13th birthday, stood up and wriggled out of her skirt
“Where are your knickers?” he asked “you had knickers on”
“They’re in the same place as my bra” she said shortly
“Come with me and we’ll go and find them” she suggested and laughed then she stopped laughing and took him by the hand
“Come on mum will be back soon” she added and led him upstairs to her bedroom were with a little encouragement she took his cherry.
It wasn’t the best sex she’d had but over the months she trained him well until he was a very decent fuck.
The reason why she didn’t want her mum to see was three fold, firstly she was only 16 while Tony was almost 20, secondly because they were cousins and thirdly because she had only just turned 16.
However old fashioned they might have been in their outlook her parents were very trusting that Jayne would abide by their wishes, Tony on the other hand was 19 years old and had a permanent erection and no conscience.
While her mum was out of the room Jayne stood up and firstly lifted her top up and flashed him her plump lace covered little tits at him and after her mum called her she stopped in the doorway.
“This should give you something to think about” She said and gave another quick glance around her and then lifted the front of her skirt up exposing her skimpy white knickers.
“Just a taster” Jayne said letting the skirt fall “before I take them off for you”
Tony’s cock was ready to burst out of his trousers.
When she returned she stood in the door way and began unbuttoning her shirt.
“I’m just popping to the shops” her mum called as the final button surrendered and the two halves of her shirt swung open to reveal her naked breasts
“Ok mum, see you later” and the moment the front door closed she was across the kitchen and her tongue was straight down his throat and she was using both of her hands to extricate his swollen cock from his trousers.
“Bloody hell Jayne” he said after breaking away from her mouth “What’s got into you?”
“You in a minute with any luck” She replied and kissed him hard on the mouth again
“Why now?” he asked escaping her lips again
“Because I’m so horny,” she said planting another kiss on his mouth,
“And where’s your bra” he asked indignantly
“In my bedroom” she answered curtly
“Bloody hell” he thought, he really fancied Jayne but when he went round to hers that morning he would have considered himself lucky to get a kiss, but here she was showing him her tits and tugging his cock from his trousers then she was on her knees on the kitchen floor and took him in her mouth, and he thought girls normally needed encouragement to do that.
Jayne had sucked him up good and proper but she didn’t want him to cum so she disengaged her mouth from his cock and she scrambled to her feet and after wiping her dribbling lips on her arm she kissed him again.
After a few moments of Tony not taking the initiative Jayne, who was by far the most experienced of the two of them having lost her virginity on her 13th birthday, stood up and wriggled out of her skirt
“Where are your knickers?” he asked “you had knickers on”
“They’re in the same place as my bra” she said shortly
“Come with me and we’ll go and find them” she suggested and laughed then she stopped laughing and took him by the hand
“Come on mum will be back soon” she added and led him upstairs to her bedroom were with a little encouragement she took his cherry.
It wasn’t the best sex she’d had but over the months she trained him well until he was a very decent fuck.
Choice Tales from the Vale – (265) Brotherly Lust
It was 1.00pm by the time Dave Collingridge got to his Brother Mick’s house.
They both lived in Middle Gracewood, a stone’s throw from Finchbottom.
Mick was almost 40 and was a successful Architect while Fireman Dave was 5 years younger, the same age as Mick’s wife Dianne.
There were two problems with the Collingridge family dynamic, firstly Mick was always away from home and the second was that Dave fancied the pants off his brother’s neglected wife.
He often popped round on his days off, and at Micks request he was expected to go round when he was away to give Di some company.
Well there was something he wanted to give Diane and it wasn’t just his company.
He got to the house just after lunch and he was fully expecting Mick to be there but on his arrival he was told he had been called to a meeting in Portsmouth.
Diane looked gorgeous in a yellow summer dress, he had always admired her figure especially as she had given birth to three children.
“Do you want a beer?” she asked
“Great” he replied
He perhaps shouldn’t have had one as he hadn’t eaten since 9 o’clock the night before but it was a hot day and he was thirsty and he had another one before Di brought him out a sandwich so he was a little light headed.
Which was probably why he allowed his desire for his sister in law to escape from the bottle as he began flirting with her and Diane played along and flirted back.
So he flirted even more and she responded in kind but neither of them expected things to go to another level.
And nobody was more surprised than David was when he found himself kissing her and she responded with vigour, in fact all at once Diane was all over him.
And he needed no encouragement whatsoever to start fumbling for her breasts through the yellow dress, a task made all the more enjoyable by the fact she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Under any other circumstances he might have insisted on taking her indoors but it was a large secluded garden so he was more than happy to have her al fresco.
He pushed her back against the French door and yanked her skirt up her thighs so he could get his hands under her hem and then gripping the hem in both hands he pulled it sharply upwards so the entire skirt was then rucked up around her waist so he then turned his attention to her knickers, which he tugged off her plump buttocks and down her thighs and the Dave followed them down to her ankles so he could bury his face in her honey coloured muff.
He would have liked to have spent more time noshing on her pussy but his aching balls began to dictate events.
He stood up and kissed her and she could taste her tang on his tongue as her arms wrapped tightly around his neck and she was panting loudly in his ear as he released his cock from his trousers and then he reached around and got a firm grip on each buttock and lifted her up so her syrupy minge was at a height to receive him and once achieved he slid effortlessly into her hot cunny
“Ohhhhh god” she uttered and she locked her legs around his middle and he banged her against the glass door.
He had one hand on her hip and with the other he gripped the door frame as he banged her again and again and her bum cheeks slapped against the glass like grateful applause, until Diane screamed out on the hot afternoon breeze
“OH GOD YES” she screamed and David emptied his sac into her, not for the last time that day.
They stayed in that position for about a minute panting hard then she said.
“I’ve waited 8 years for that”
“Was it worth waiting for?” he asked as he lowered her to the floor
“Oh yes, very definitely”
“Good” he said “When do you need to get the kids from school?”
“In an hour” she replied as she bent down to pick her knickers up off patio
“Then don’t bother putting those back on”
“Why?” she asked and Dave said nothing and waited for the penny to drop
“Oh I see” she said and threw them onto the table which was incidentally the sight of their next instalment.
They both lived in Middle Gracewood, a stone’s throw from Finchbottom.
Mick was almost 40 and was a successful Architect while Fireman Dave was 5 years younger, the same age as Mick’s wife Dianne.
There were two problems with the Collingridge family dynamic, firstly Mick was always away from home and the second was that Dave fancied the pants off his brother’s neglected wife.
He often popped round on his days off, and at Micks request he was expected to go round when he was away to give Di some company.
Well there was something he wanted to give Diane and it wasn’t just his company.
He got to the house just after lunch and he was fully expecting Mick to be there but on his arrival he was told he had been called to a meeting in Portsmouth.
Diane looked gorgeous in a yellow summer dress, he had always admired her figure especially as she had given birth to three children.
“Do you want a beer?” she asked
“Great” he replied
He perhaps shouldn’t have had one as he hadn’t eaten since 9 o’clock the night before but it was a hot day and he was thirsty and he had another one before Di brought him out a sandwich so he was a little light headed.
Which was probably why he allowed his desire for his sister in law to escape from the bottle as he began flirting with her and Diane played along and flirted back.
So he flirted even more and she responded in kind but neither of them expected things to go to another level.
And nobody was more surprised than David was when he found himself kissing her and she responded with vigour, in fact all at once Diane was all over him.
And he needed no encouragement whatsoever to start fumbling for her breasts through the yellow dress, a task made all the more enjoyable by the fact she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Under any other circumstances he might have insisted on taking her indoors but it was a large secluded garden so he was more than happy to have her al fresco.
He pushed her back against the French door and yanked her skirt up her thighs so he could get his hands under her hem and then gripping the hem in both hands he pulled it sharply upwards so the entire skirt was then rucked up around her waist so he then turned his attention to her knickers, which he tugged off her plump buttocks and down her thighs and the Dave followed them down to her ankles so he could bury his face in her honey coloured muff.
He would have liked to have spent more time noshing on her pussy but his aching balls began to dictate events.
He stood up and kissed her and she could taste her tang on his tongue as her arms wrapped tightly around his neck and she was panting loudly in his ear as he released his cock from his trousers and then he reached around and got a firm grip on each buttock and lifted her up so her syrupy minge was at a height to receive him and once achieved he slid effortlessly into her hot cunny
“Ohhhhh god” she uttered and she locked her legs around his middle and he banged her against the glass door.
He had one hand on her hip and with the other he gripped the door frame as he banged her again and again and her bum cheeks slapped against the glass like grateful applause, until Diane screamed out on the hot afternoon breeze
“OH GOD YES” she screamed and David emptied his sac into her, not for the last time that day.
They stayed in that position for about a minute panting hard then she said.
“I’ve waited 8 years for that”
“Was it worth waiting for?” he asked as he lowered her to the floor
“Oh yes, very definitely”
“Good” he said “When do you need to get the kids from school?”
“In an hour” she replied as she bent down to pick her knickers up off patio
“Then don’t bother putting those back on”
“Why?” she asked and Dave said nothing and waited for the penny to drop
“Oh I see” she said and threw them onto the table which was incidentally the sight of their next instalment.
Choice Tales from the Vale – (264) Breakfast Muffin
Molly Curtis was 5ft 6 with shoulder length blond hair and was a popular nurse at the Winston Churchill Hospital in Abbottsford and the general consensus among doctors and nurses alike was that she had a nice arse, great legs and very decent tits.
Also on the staff at the Churchill was another blond nurse, more timid and less popular, who was her on/off girlfriend Samantha Elliott, who was a slightly plumper version of her lover.
When they first met, Sam thought she had found the one, and fell instantly in love, but for Molly it was different, she didn’t fall in love, she never had, for Molly it was all about the sex.
The other difference between them was that Sam was a lesbian, a woman only lesbian, she only went that way, she had never had a man, she had never been interested in a man, whereas Molly was cut from very different cloth and swung both ways and as often as possible, she loved cock and cunny in equal measure.
But even with Molly’s wandering eye they always seemed to end up back together, Samantha for the love and Molly for the lust.
One of her regular lapses to the other side was with her rich cousin Paul Barker who was a renowned womaniser who had a big house in the village of Clarence a mile or so from Purplemere.
It was a mutually gratifying relationship as Paul put it about every bit as much as she did.
Another of her regular recipient of her not inconsiderable lust was paediatric registrar Polly Jones, a tall willowy brunette, 32 years old, stunningly attractive, with short brown hair and hazel eyes who was to all intents and purposes happily married to an oncologist, and she was happily married and had never been unfaithful to him with another man but other women were another matter and Molly was one of those lucky women.
The got together whenever they could, not as often as Molly would have liked but they made the most of it when they did.
They just had to be patient but for Molly that was sometimes easier said than done.
Polly was awoken earlier than planned, much earlier in fact, by a rattling of crockery from the kitchen and the sound of water running, a kettle filling probably.
She looked at the clock and it was 6.05am and it appeared she had an unexpected houseguest, she had no idea who it was and frankly it could have been anyone.
She knew who it wasn’t, her husband Derek, he was in Geneva for an Oncology seminar.
She was a bit miffed being woken up as she was having a delicious dream where she was being noshed off on the operating table by the theatre sister, so she got out of bed with sticky lips.
She threw on her robe and crept quietly downstairs but as she approached the kitchen Polly suddenly hesitated as she caught sight of Molly Curtis sitting on the kitchen counter completely naked and fingering herself.
She didn’t make her presence known, instead she watched her through the crack in the door and her lips were stickier than ever.
After feasting her eyes on Molly’s crack for long enough she slipped away to her study and retrieved something from her toy chest.
Molly wasn’t fazed or embarrassed as Polly walked into the kitchen wearing a large pink strap on, nor did she stop what she was doing.
“What are you up to then?” Polly asked as she walked towards Molly and kissing her full on the mouth.
“Apart from the obvious”
Molly was still had one hand occupied fingering her crack so with her free hand she grabbed the plastic cock.
“How long have you been watching?” she asked between kisses
“Long enough” Polly replied
“This certainly is” she purred and pulled it towards her pussy.
But Polly wasn’t ready to fuck her, so she stepped backwards before kneeling before Molly’s shaven pussy and noshing her juicy quim, after the delicious self-abuse Polly had witnesses it didn’t take long for her to take Molly to climax and she was soon stood in front of her again and this time Polly let her plug the pink plastic cock into her wet cunny and with her legs hooked behind Polly’s skinny arse and her arms locked around her neck Polly fucked her hard, which was what she wanted, a good hard fucking.
And when Polly had fucked them both to orgasm they went to Polly’s bed where they could come again and again.
Also on the staff at the Churchill was another blond nurse, more timid and less popular, who was her on/off girlfriend Samantha Elliott, who was a slightly plumper version of her lover.
When they first met, Sam thought she had found the one, and fell instantly in love, but for Molly it was different, she didn’t fall in love, she never had, for Molly it was all about the sex.
The other difference between them was that Sam was a lesbian, a woman only lesbian, she only went that way, she had never had a man, she had never been interested in a man, whereas Molly was cut from very different cloth and swung both ways and as often as possible, she loved cock and cunny in equal measure.
But even with Molly’s wandering eye they always seemed to end up back together, Samantha for the love and Molly for the lust.
One of her regular lapses to the other side was with her rich cousin Paul Barker who was a renowned womaniser who had a big house in the village of Clarence a mile or so from Purplemere.
It was a mutually gratifying relationship as Paul put it about every bit as much as she did.
Another of her regular recipient of her not inconsiderable lust was paediatric registrar Polly Jones, a tall willowy brunette, 32 years old, stunningly attractive, with short brown hair and hazel eyes who was to all intents and purposes happily married to an oncologist, and she was happily married and had never been unfaithful to him with another man but other women were another matter and Molly was one of those lucky women.
The got together whenever they could, not as often as Molly would have liked but they made the most of it when they did.
They just had to be patient but for Molly that was sometimes easier said than done.
Polly was awoken earlier than planned, much earlier in fact, by a rattling of crockery from the kitchen and the sound of water running, a kettle filling probably.
She looked at the clock and it was 6.05am and it appeared she had an unexpected houseguest, she had no idea who it was and frankly it could have been anyone.
She knew who it wasn’t, her husband Derek, he was in Geneva for an Oncology seminar.
She was a bit miffed being woken up as she was having a delicious dream where she was being noshed off on the operating table by the theatre sister, so she got out of bed with sticky lips.
She threw on her robe and crept quietly downstairs but as she approached the kitchen Polly suddenly hesitated as she caught sight of Molly Curtis sitting on the kitchen counter completely naked and fingering herself.
She didn’t make her presence known, instead she watched her through the crack in the door and her lips were stickier than ever.
After feasting her eyes on Molly’s crack for long enough she slipped away to her study and retrieved something from her toy chest.
Molly wasn’t fazed or embarrassed as Polly walked into the kitchen wearing a large pink strap on, nor did she stop what she was doing.
“What are you up to then?” Polly asked as she walked towards Molly and kissing her full on the mouth.
“Apart from the obvious”
Molly was still had one hand occupied fingering her crack so with her free hand she grabbed the plastic cock.
“How long have you been watching?” she asked between kisses
“Long enough” Polly replied
“This certainly is” she purred and pulled it towards her pussy.
But Polly wasn’t ready to fuck her, so she stepped backwards before kneeling before Molly’s shaven pussy and noshing her juicy quim, after the delicious self-abuse Polly had witnesses it didn’t take long for her to take Molly to climax and she was soon stood in front of her again and this time Polly let her plug the pink plastic cock into her wet cunny and with her legs hooked behind Polly’s skinny arse and her arms locked around her neck Polly fucked her hard, which was what she wanted, a good hard fucking.
And when Polly had fucked them both to orgasm they went to Polly’s bed where they could come again and again.
Saturday, 1 July 2017
Choice Tales from the Vale – (263) Being Sisterly
The party was at the Kettlewell Village Hall and by ten o’clock Miriam Gold was blind drunk and so her husband Frank, and her sister Sarah decided to walk her home.
Once they found the right room he laid her on the bed
“We should take her dress off” she said
“How about we leave her as she is and we take your dress off,” Frank suggested
“Down boy” she said smiling “you’re time will come, now help me with her dress”
He sat Miriam up again so Sarah could unhook and unzip, then between then they pulled the whole thing off over her head.
Once she was just in her under things Sarah started pulling her tights off as he watched.
As she left the bedroom Sarah turned off the light and closed the door and then she kissed him, gently at first and then again more hotly.
So Frank took his opportunity during the passionate kiss and grappled up her skirt and found her stocking and suspenders.
“Wait until you're invited” she said playfully slapping him.
“Stockings and suspenders eh” he said
“Yes I wore them especially for someone” Sarah said
“David is a very lucky man”
“I’m not wearing them for my husband” she said
“I’m wearing them for you”
Her lips returned to Frank’s, and her tongue to his mouth and his hands returned to her stocking tops.
When she finally relinquished his mouth she stepped back wards and slipped out of her dress and gave him the full effect of her full ensemble of black lingerie.
“Did you really wear those for me?” he said looking at her stockings.
“I wore everything for you” she said
“It was lucky for me then that I got to enjoy them”
“There was no luck involved” she said cockily
“What do you mean?”
“I made sure you would get to enjoy them”
“Did you get Miriam drunk?”
“It wasn’t hard I just made all her drinks doubles, she never could hold her drink”
“You dirty, dirty girl”
“You haven’t seen anything yet” she said “and started tugging on his cock”
Once they found the right room he laid her on the bed
“We should take her dress off” she said
“How about we leave her as she is and we take your dress off,” Frank suggested
“Down boy” she said smiling “you’re time will come, now help me with her dress”
He sat Miriam up again so Sarah could unhook and unzip, then between then they pulled the whole thing off over her head.
Once she was just in her under things Sarah started pulling her tights off as he watched.
As she left the bedroom Sarah turned off the light and closed the door and then she kissed him, gently at first and then again more hotly.
So Frank took his opportunity during the passionate kiss and grappled up her skirt and found her stocking and suspenders.
“Wait until you're invited” she said playfully slapping him.
“Stockings and suspenders eh” he said
“Yes I wore them especially for someone” Sarah said
“David is a very lucky man”
“I’m not wearing them for my husband” she said
“I’m wearing them for you”
Her lips returned to Frank’s, and her tongue to his mouth and his hands returned to her stocking tops.
When she finally relinquished his mouth she stepped back wards and slipped out of her dress and gave him the full effect of her full ensemble of black lingerie.
“Did you really wear those for me?” he said looking at her stockings.
“I wore everything for you” she said
“It was lucky for me then that I got to enjoy them”
“There was no luck involved” she said cockily
“What do you mean?”
“I made sure you would get to enjoy them”
“Did you get Miriam drunk?”
“It wasn’t hard I just made all her drinks doubles, she never could hold her drink”
“You dirty, dirty girl”
“You haven’t seen anything yet” she said “and started tugging on his cock”
Choice Tales from the Vale – (262) You Shouldn’t Be Doing This
It was midnight in Shallowfield and Jake Ellis was in the bus shelter snogging, or perhaps more accurately being snogged, by Sophie Braun.
She had been going at it for about ten minutes before she came up for air.
They had been to a house party and he was walking her home when she suddenly dragged him into the bus shelter.
Now that wouldn’t normally be a problem, Sophie was a very attractive girl, a very sexy girl, the problem was she wasn’t his girl.
His girl Sharon was still at the party throwing up in the downstairs toilet.
Sophie kissed him again, this time more urgently more animal and while her tongue was engaged in his mouth her hand was inside his trousers groping his cock.
And all the time a little voice was nagging at the back of his mind saying
“You shouldn’t be doing this”
And a second voice yelled in reply
“But she’s got her hand on your cock”
“What about the girl you love?” the first voice continued
“But this one has her hand on your cock” Screamed the second
“Think about Sharon” the quiet voice said
“Think about the hand on your cock” came the loud response
“Sophie’s not your girlfriend, Sharon is” the whisper said
“Sharon hasn’t got her hand on your cock” came the other one in response.
“But you love Sharon” Jiminy Cricket whispered
“You can love Sharon when she’s holding your cock” the devil shouted
The quiet voice spoke very sagely but suffice is to say the louder voice made some valuable points as well, so he relinquished any lingering resistance and decided to give his undivided attention to the woman with her hand on his cock.
Instead of his previously passive participation he joined in with relish and she responded in kind, while their tongues darted and probed into each other’s mouths their hands were busy elsewhere.
By the time Jake had finished his internal debate Sophie had completely extricated his throbbing tool from his jeans and pants leaving him bare arsed and highly aroused.
Had he been in any doubt that she was in a hurry to get to the main event were quickly dispelled when she relinquished her grip on his cock and her busy fingers began unbuttoning her jeans which were soon around her knees quickly followed by her navy blue knickers.
Sophie then knelt on the bench and presented herself to him and as he plunged into Sophie’s hot pussy he heard no decanting voice in his head.
She had been going at it for about ten minutes before she came up for air.
They had been to a house party and he was walking her home when she suddenly dragged him into the bus shelter.
Now that wouldn’t normally be a problem, Sophie was a very attractive girl, a very sexy girl, the problem was she wasn’t his girl.
His girl Sharon was still at the party throwing up in the downstairs toilet.
Sophie kissed him again, this time more urgently more animal and while her tongue was engaged in his mouth her hand was inside his trousers groping his cock.
And all the time a little voice was nagging at the back of his mind saying
“You shouldn’t be doing this”
And a second voice yelled in reply
“But she’s got her hand on your cock”
“What about the girl you love?” the first voice continued
“But this one has her hand on your cock” Screamed the second
“Think about Sharon” the quiet voice said
“Think about the hand on your cock” came the loud response
“Sophie’s not your girlfriend, Sharon is” the whisper said
“Sharon hasn’t got her hand on your cock” came the other one in response.
“But you love Sharon” Jiminy Cricket whispered
“You can love Sharon when she’s holding your cock” the devil shouted
The quiet voice spoke very sagely but suffice is to say the louder voice made some valuable points as well, so he relinquished any lingering resistance and decided to give his undivided attention to the woman with her hand on his cock.
Instead of his previously passive participation he joined in with relish and she responded in kind, while their tongues darted and probed into each other’s mouths their hands were busy elsewhere.
By the time Jake had finished his internal debate Sophie had completely extricated his throbbing tool from his jeans and pants leaving him bare arsed and highly aroused.
Had he been in any doubt that she was in a hurry to get to the main event were quickly dispelled when she relinquished her grip on his cock and her busy fingers began unbuttoning her jeans which were soon around her knees quickly followed by her navy blue knickers.
Sophie then knelt on the bench and presented herself to him and as he plunged into Sophie’s hot pussy he heard no decanting voice in his head.
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