Choice Tales from the Vale – (306) Winter Warming

 

Pepperstock Hills National Park stretched from the bare, and often barren crags of Oxley Ridge in the North to the dense wooded southern slopes on the fringe of the Finchbottom Vale and from Quarry Hill, and the Pits in the West to Pepperstock Bay in the East.

It is an area of stark contrasts and attracted a variety of visitors.

The quarry hill side of the park to the west, as the name suggests, was heavily Quarried over several hundred years, though more extensively during the industrial revolution, the Quarries had been un-worked for over fifty years and nature had reclaimed them and former pits had become lakes and were very popular with anglers and the sparse shrubbery and woodland made it popular spot with courting couples whereas the northern crags and fells were popular with climbers and more hardy folk it was also where the village of Springwater was to be found, which was where Chris Beardswell was spending the weekend in a bed and breakfast.

 

It was on a bitter cold winter day and Chris was tucked up cosily in bed when he was disturbed by a knock at the door.

He put on his dressing gown and opened the door to find local girl Karen Cherry standing there.

“Hello…” he began but before he could say more she had pushed him inside and closed the door, then she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him and the moment their lips met she redeployed her hands to make inroads into his dressing gown and immediately made contact with his swelling cock.

Chris used one of his hands to unzipped the back of her dress while the other one was on her shoulder and instantly pulled the sleeve of her dress down her arm, Karen obligingly slipped her arm out, and as the fabric fell away he was able to see her small breasts encased behind black lace, then he repeated the operation with the other sleeve and the dress fell away to the floor and she used her tiny feet to kick it away.

Chris glanced in the mirror and could see the reflection of cute little arse as she stood before him in just her underclothes and tights.

He unhooked her bra, but he didn’t wait to discard the garment it his hands moved straight to the prizes and cupped them and toyed with her stiffening nipples.

Their mouths disengaged briefly, and she took the opportunity to wriggle free from her harness, and then they kissed again as he slid his hands down inside her tights and knickers to fondle the flesh of her plump cheeks.

It took little or no effort to roll her tights down her buttocks to the top of her thighs, and then he picked her up and in one fluid motion turned and threw her onto the bed, she gave a little scream as she landed on the bed followed by a fruity chuckle when he grabbed her ankle and began peeling her tights from her legs.

When she was naked he gave her a thorough appraisal, as he slipped out of his dressing gown, his eyes hungrily consuming every inch of her, from the stiffened nipples on her pert tits via her flat stomach to her gloriously mousy bush.

He dropped to his knees and began kissing his way up her thigh to his goal.

As he proceeded upward along her thigh he could smell her pungent scent, a wonderful mix of femininity, arousal and lust, and the heady fragrance spurred him on.

He looked up briefly and saw Karen laying there with her eyes closed, biting her lip and as she opened wide for him he buried his face in the inviting moistness of her.

 

Once he had satisfied both Karen and his animal appetite, he began kissing his way up her young body, her primeval fragrance all around his mouth, stopping when he reached her breasts where he sucked on her little teats while he fingered her heat with two fingers, Karen moaned deliciously as he frigged her, and she barked like a seal as she came, and he raised his head from his task to revel in her extraordinary exclamation.

Leaving her misshapen nipples wet with his saliva. he put his hand behind her neck and lifted her head up towards him, so he could kiss her.

Despite his face still being wet with her pungent juices she responded urgently to his kiss, her tongue darting energetically in and out of his mouth.

Taking her by surprise he pushed her onto her back again and she looked up at him wickedly.

Chris was still kneeling on the floor and with her lying stretched out before him, with one hand grasping a handful of duvet and the other playing with her swollen nipple.

She spread her legs wide and the juicy target was at the perfect height to receive him and she sucked in air through her teeth as he penetrated her, and Karen’s skinny legs wrapped around him.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (305) The Dirty Double

 

Sebastian Smethwick had always had good luck with women but on the evening of the End of Summer Ball he was doubly lucky because he was in the company of a pair of regular sexual companions, who were his fuck buddies and dirty lusty bedfellows.

When they arrived at his house they let themselves in, and found him recumbent on the sofa, so after the hello’s they slipped off their coats and they were both wearing silk and lace lingerie, the redheaded Ruby wore green, while the dusky Bella was contained in pale yellow, there was one similarity between their panties however, both pairs bore a distinctive dark patch, the size and shape of a two-pound coin.

Once they were down to their underwear they walked seductively to their positions on either side of his position.

Ruby instantly went for the prize and began to play with his cock, which was fully aroused while Bella, who had shed her bra, dangled her tits in his face and let him suck on one of her teats, then she withdrew it and let him suck the other, and when they were both misshaped and covered in saliva she joined her friend who took his cock in her mouth.

By the time they were ready to undress Sebastian noticed the dark patches on their panties had spread considerably.

The two posh girls then did rock, paper, scissors to determine who went first and so while Ruby lowered her hot ginger pussy onto his waiting cock Bella’s dark juicy treasure settled on his face.

 

After Ruby and Bella had completely satisfied themselves they released their captive who then pulled them onto the sofa for a cuddle.

“We haven’t got time for snuggles” Ruby said “We’ll be late for the party”

“Do we have to go?” he asked pathetically  

“Yes, we do” insisted Bella “So hurry up and get dressed”

“I don’t think I’ll bother” Seb said disinterestedly

“Oh please” they begged

“Ok, on one condition”

“Anything” they chorused

“You have to wear each other’s wet knickers” he said

“But our knickers match our bras” Ruby said

“And we can’t swap bra’s as we have different shaped titties” Bella pointed out

“Don’t wear the bras then” he said

“So, you want me to go out to the party without a bra and wearing her wet knickers?” Ruby stated

“Yes”

“You dirty, dirty boy” Ruby replied and snatched the wet yellow lingerie out of Bella’s hand, who then bent down and picked up the green pair and examined them.

“These are even wetter than mine” she said and giggled as she pulled them up.

“I feel really dirty” Ruby said as she pulled the yellow panties up to cover her ginger bush, but she had a filthy leer on her face.

“You’ll feel even dirtier on the way back” Sebastian said

“Why?” they asked simultaneously

“Because you won’t be wearing any at all” he said

“Lovely” they both said and laughed dirtily

Choice Tales from the Vale – (304) Wedding Eve

 

Aidan and Keira were engaged for three years when they broke up, but the moment it happened he for one knew he had made a terrible mistake, but he didn’t know what to do about it, or he was too proud to admit his error until his sisters Helen’s wedding.

Helen and Keira had been friends for several years before Aidan and Keira became an item, so it was a given that she would be a bridesmaid even if there might be some possible awkwardness.

 

The wedding and the reception was taking place at the Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa and on the day before the wedding all the ladies of the wedding party had a full day’s beauty treatments, facials, manicures, pedicures, waxing etc, the whole nine yards and afterwards they got their hair done.

So, when the giggling overexcited and slightly tipsy wedding party arrived at the restaurant that evening they had been coiffured, waxed, buffed, threaded, tweezed, perfumed, painted, powdered and preened.  

 

During the wedding party dinner more, alcohol was partaken and

Aidan and Keira began to flirt as the old flame was rekindled and by the end of the evening they were holding hands under the table.

 

After the meal they walked back to their floor together hand in hand and on the way, they kissed

“So, what does this mean?” he asked when their lips parted

“It means I want you back” She replied “I want you to take me back”

“I want that too” he said

After the reuniting kiss they walked hand in hand to the door of his room where they kissed again, and Aidan unlocked the door and pushed it open, but Keira paused in the doorway.

“Before we go any further I have a confession to make” she said

“I only had my legs waxed”

“Are you sure you didn’t wax anything else?”

“Well there’s one certain way to find out” she said and undid her trousers

“I don’t mind if I do” he said and slipped his hand into her knickers.

“Beautiful” he said as his hand examined her lush hairy bush

“There was no way I was going to wax my crack, I know how much you like my hairy minge”

She said “and I haven’t trimmed a single pube since you last touched it”

“I love it” he said

“I’ve missed you touching it” she said “and you were the last one to touch it”

“Then I suggest you get in my bedroom quick, so I can bury my face in it” he said

“Thank God” she said “I’ve miss you noshing me too”

“You do realise though that you’re not going to get any sleep tonight” he pointed out

“That’s what I was hoping for” she said and removed her trousers and knickers in the corridor outside his room, so he could have a good look at the prize before she skipped into the room giggling.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (303) Rag Race Day

 

Harry Price was a second-year student at Abbottsford University and he shared a house with three others, his friend Phil, his girlfriend Kelly and her friend Charli, who Harry had fancied from the moment he saw her, but he got a vibe from her that he would be wasting his time, so he didn’t even try, but it didn’t stop him wanting her for the six months they shared a house together.

But the one day he returned home from a lecture to find Charli squatting over sink, tights and knickers around her knees and skirt hoisted up around her middle, her thick ginger bush clearly visible to him, as she released a jet of piss against the stainless steel.
Naturally such a sight gave him a serious hard on and Charli dealt with his erection by giving him a toe curling blow job on the kitchen floor and afterwards she said

“You would have got more than a blow job, if I didn’t have the cotton mouse up there”

“Really?

“Yes, and when my visitor has gone I’m going to let you fuck my brains out”

She said as she slowly pulled up her drawers over her ginger thatch

“I can’t wait for that” he said as he watched her pull her tights up

“How about after the rag race party?” she asked

 

Naturally the time between the kitchen blow job and the rag race hung heavy for him even though it was only two days.

He was participating in the rag race, which was in essence a pub crawl in fancy dress.

Harry and his mates were doing it dressed as Bananas, but as he was on a promise he held back on the drinking, so he wouldn’t be out of it come the big night.

 

The rag race party was being held in the Student Union Bar and function rooms, Harry went home first and got cleaned up and changed, he had hoped to find Charli back at the house so he could just fuck her without all the effort of going to a party first but there was no sign of her, apart from a note from her pushed under his door, which read.

“Elvis has left the building, can’t wait for the next visitor, see you at the party”

Harry smiled because its meaning was plain, Elvis was code for her cotton mouse, and the next visitor was his cock, so he left for the party.  

Rag Race was a big deal on campus, so it attracted a lot of people, most of them already pissed, and there were hundreds of students in attendance, so it took him an hour to track Charli down in the crowd and when he did he found her on the dance floor.

Charli Hope was wearing a baggy blue wool sweater which disguised her shape well, but he knew where all the lumps and bumps were, and the legging showed her lower curves 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 “I’ve thought of little else”

“Oh, I remember, and it’s all I’ve thought about as well” she said and kissed his mouth “We’ll go back to my room after the party and you can fuck my brains out”

Charli smiled and kissed him, and he immediately responded to it by slipping his tongue between her slightly parted lips, and Charli 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” she said, “I said later, we’ve waited six months so another couple of hours won’t hurt”

“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 her plump buttock before migrating around and settling on her inner thigh before trekking north, but she clamped her thighs together.

His mouth was still on her ear and she was mumbling half-hearted protests, then 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 Charli was biting her lip as his digit had found her sweet spot and the moist patch on her leggings, and by extension her underwear as well, was growing by the second.

Charli continued to bite her lip and Harry carried on stroking and creaming her leggings when all of a sudden, she pushed his hand away.

“You bastard” she said and kissed him hotly and wetly

“Now I can’t wait, now 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 back at the house in her room.

They were familiar enough with the Union to know roughly where any potential shagging sights might be, but it was so crowded none of them were viable, so they had to go further afield and found themselves in the basement of the admin block, but even that wasn’t totally safe, but in the end, they settled on the service lift.

There was an outer door and an internal door and once they were closed Harry locked them, and then turned the key on the panel to prevent the lift from going anywhere.

In the middle of the lift was a pallet of photocopier paper so Harry sat her tidy little arse on the stack of boxes and resumed his earlier fingering while Charli unzipped his fly and liberated his cock, and as he was stroking her creamy pussy through her clothes her busy little fingers roughly tugged on his shaft.

But after a minute of two of this frenetic fondling Charli let go and rolled over onto her front, which left him to conclude that she wanted him to take her from behind and she wanted it there and then.

Charli confirmed his suspicions when she pulled her sweater clear of her arse.

He quickly got his fingers inside the waistband of her leggings and pulled them off her buttocks and slowly returned for her knickers.

“I can’t wait Harry” she pleaded “yank them off and do me now”

So, he slipped his fingers inside the waist of her wet knickers and yanked the lacy panties off her cheeks and down her thighs and exposed her moist cunny before he grasped her hips and thrust his stiff shaft between her eager sticky lips.

Charli 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 for the duration of the dirty primal coupling until she went rigid before him and screamed before she collapsed forward, totally and literally shagged.

“You’re still coming back to my room tonight” she panted 

Choice Tales from the Vale – (302) Rag Week

 

Harry Price was a second-year student at Abbottsford University and he shared a house with three others, his friend Phil, his girlfriend Kelly and her friend Charli, who Harry had fancied from the moment he saw her, but he got a vibe from her that he would be wasting his time, so he didn’t even try, but it didn’t stop him wanting her for the six months they shared a house together.

One day he returned home from a lecture to hear the tell-tale sound of Kelly and Phil going at it in the bathroom, so he smiled, took his coat off and walked into the kitchen, and no sooner had stepped inside and flicked the kettle on, than he spotted Charli squatting over sink, tights and knickers around her knees and skirt hoisted up around her middle, her thick ginger bush clearly visible to him, as she released a jet of piss against the stainless steel.
“Sorry” he said without averting his gaze “I didn’t mean to interrupt” “No, I’m sorry” she said “But I was desperate, and that horny pair got to the bathroom first”

“Yes, I heard them in action as I came in”
“Can you pass me some kitchen roll?” she asked, so he passed it to her and then he stood transfixed as she wiped herself and she was smiling at him he looked on

“Are you enjoying the show?” she asked

“I am” he replied, and she blushed a little and then said,

“Come closer”

As he walked towards her she manoeuvred herself off the sink to face him and he couldn’t help noticing her tights and knickers were still around her knees and her dress was still hoicked up and her ginger minge was still very much on display.
Charli smiled as she noticed where his gaze had fallen and tucked the front of the skirt in the waistband to make sure her bush remained visible, and then she kissed him as her hand found the bulge in his jeans.

“How did this happen?” she said as she caressed the lump in his trousers “I didn’t even think you fancied me, but I seem to have made your cock hard”

She stared at him and smiled as she stroked the bulge and then kissed him again as she released his cock and he wondered what made her think he didn’t fancy her.
He was still pondering that question when she suddenly squatted down in front of him and Harry closed his eyes as she gently tugged on him, but then he began to feel delicate, soft and gently kisses on his sensitive bell and her tongue flicked around his helmet giving quick feather light licks, until that sublime moment when all at once, in one smooth slurping instant he was in her mouth.

He could feel Charli’s fingers still caressing his shaft lightly as he looked down and could see the bulge of his cock in her cheek as she sucked on him as her fingers tightened their grip on his shaft.

“Oh” he gasped when he was fast approaching the point of no return and he could tell by the lip smacking and slurping that he could hear, that she had already decided that she wasn’t going to stop, so with one hand on the back of her head, his fingers threaded amongst the thick curly red hair, and the other caressing her bulging cheek, he let her have her way.

Charli’s fingers were gripped tight around the base of his shaft and tugging on him furiously and her mouth sealed tight around his throbbing cock and she was snorting through her nose as her mouth joined the busy little fingers in the rhythmic wanking.

“Oh Charli” he called as his buttocks clenched tight, he was so close now and Charli could sense it and was spurred on and she was going at him like a dirty ginger demon, and then the joyous moment came while his hands were pulling her head onto him and he shot, and her eager mouth sucked him dry.

Charli was still grasping him and sucking and licking at the last of his seed, before her lips smacked one last time as her mouth released his saliva-soaked cock.

“Was that ok?” She asked and kissed his helmet before standing up

“Oh yes Charli” he said and kissed her forehead

“Whatever made you think I didn’t fancy you?”

“Well we’ve been here for six months and you haven’t once tried anything” she said

“That doesn’t mean I didn’t want to” he said “I can’t tell you how many times I wanted steal a kiss”

“I wish you had” she said

“But I never imaged anything like this”

“You would have got more than a blow job, if I didn’t have the cotton mouse up there” she said absentmindedly stroking his cock

“Really?”

“Yes, and when my visitor has gone I’m going to let you fuck my brains out”

She said as she slowly pulled up her drawers over her ginger thatch

“I can’t wait for that” he said as he watched her pull her tights up

“How about after the rag race party?” she asked

“Well that would be appropriate” he agreed

“Why appropriate?” she asked with a frown

“Well it will be after the rag” he explained

Choice Tales from the Vale – (301) Doctor, Doctor

 

19 year old Owen Hale was staying in the spare room of his Uncle Johns house in Childean for a few weeks, while he recovered from a broken ankle, as his parents were in Australia.

Also in the house was his Aunty Trish and his 17 year old twin cousins Kelly and Tasha.

He liked his Uncle and Aunt but his cousins were sex pests and had been trying it on with him since they were thirteen but he’d always brushed off their advances but for the first time ever they had an advantage over him.

 

He was woken early by the front door slamming, which he discovered later was his Uncle and Aunt leaving for the Supermarket, then he drifted off to sleep again.

The next time he woke his cousins Kelly and Tasha where standing either side of his bed wearing white doctor’s coats.

“What are you doing here?” he asked

“We came to check on you” Tasha replied and the girls turned to each other and smiled

“And why are you dressed as Doctors?”

“Because we are here to examine you of course” Kelly replied and the two of them giggled then Tasha said

“Firstly we’ll check your blood pressure”

“How are you going to do that?” he replied hesitantly, knowing he was outmatched, and she put her hand under the duvet and pulled his flaccid cock out through the opening of his pyjamas

“Oh dear it’s very low Doctor” Tasha said 

“I don’t think that’s the way you check blood pressure” he protested

“We are highly trained and use cutting edge techniques” Kelly said as Tasha played with his awakening tool, and his resistance was fading fast.

“Are you sure you’re proper Doctors, you appear to have forgotten your knickers?” he asked as he put his hand up Kelly’s skirt, but got no answer

“His pressure is improving now Doctor” Kelly said professionally

“Very well” Tasha replied and threw back the duvet and went down on his fully aroused cock.

He was going to protest but the moment Tasha had all off him in her mouth, Kelly thrust her tongue in his so all he could do was enjoy it as he fondled each knicker-less Doctor until Tasha sucked him dry.

 

After that day the dirty Doctor’s attended to him every time the opportunity presented itself until his parents returned from the antipodes and took him home, but once his ankle had fully healed he received more vigorous examinations.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (300) Healing

 

The traditional seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea with its Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, The Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre and illuminations, has all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park and Divorcee District  Nurse Caroline Collins was on a routine house call to visit one of her private patients in his luxurious house, in the grand neighbourhood of Granite Hill, which in a nod to San Francisco, the locals had nicknamed Nob Hill.

But if it was meant to be routine it didn’t remain so for long as passions over took them, resulting in them making love on his sofa and it was as he began to withdraw from her cunny that she begged

“No don’t take it out yet, it’s been so long since I had a man inside me, leave it in me a while longer Mr. Clarke”

So, he obliged, and they just lay entwined for an indeterminate time and then she allowed him to pull out.

“How long?” he asked

“What?”

“You said, “It’s been so long since I had a man inside me” so how long?”

“2 years” she replied

“What ever since your divorce?”

“Yes”

“Wow”

Then she suddenly sat up and knelt in front of him and kissed him.

“I was worried it was going to heal up” she said as she stroked his cock “We’d better make sure”