Choice Tales from the Vale – (593) The Student Landlord – The Curvy Bait

 

Twenty-eight-year-old handyman, Chris Baker, owned four of the HMO’s in Buckleberry Avenue and those properties made up part of a larger portfolio, the majority of which were occupied by students.

He had developed a certain strategy to deal with students, and that was to ignore them and leave it to his assistant, Jade Norman, to deal with the lettings so he didn’t have to and that had worked very well for three years until he called at number 44 just before Christmas when he caught Simone Stephens masturbating and subsequently popped her cherry and a number of further sexual encounters followed so he was now less reluctant to deal with students directly.

 

A few days after Christmas, Jade told Chris that she had received a call from number 44 about a faulty toilet flush, he knew it wasn’t Simone, sadly,  because she was still in Sharpington with her family, so he grabbed his tool bag and walked across the road.

Jade had told him that the girl said she might not be there so he should just let himself in, so that’s what he did.     

The lights were on, and he could hear music, so he called out

“Hello! Its Chris Baker, here to fix the toilet”

“I’m in the lounge” a voice called back

He dropped the tool bag by the bathroom door and walked on to the lounge door and when he got there he paused in the doorway and thought to himself

“Here we go again”

Because he was looking at the curvy figure of Michelle Herries  bending over the sofa, looking back at him coyly over her shoulder peering beneath her Strawberry blonde fringe, but his eyes were drawn to her cute knicker-less young arse and her finger at work between her pussy lips

“See anything you like?”

“Plenty” he replied and moved closer

“Simone told me you were good, and some of the things you did were surprising”

“Did she?”

“She did, but I'm more experienced than her so I’m not so easily impressed, so I thought I'd give you the chance to try and surprise me, if you think you’re up to it” she teased him and giggled

Chris smiled and with Michelle still giggling he quickly stooped down and grabbed her ankles and lifted them up above his head and tipped her face first into the sofa cushions and her giggles turned to squeals  

“Surprise” he said and then pulled her thighs apart and began licking her out and the squeals turned to pleasurable moans.

 

When he had satisfied his appetite for her tangy minge and brought her to a satisfying conclusion, he grabbed the waist band of her skirt and hauled her up, so her pelvis pivoted on the apex of the sofa, Michelle glanced over her shoulder and then his cock was inside her

“Here’s another surprise” 

“Oh my God,” She exclaimed “You're big, Simone never said you were big”

“She had nothing to compare it to” he replied and went up her again and judging by her vocal response it was very much to her satisfaction.

He reached up under her top and got hold of her tits and cupped them as he pounded on her creamy pussy, the sound of her plump arse cheeks slapping against his belly was like applause and the coarse moans she was emitting were like encores, so he pounded on her harder and faster, much more vigorously than he did with Simone.

But she didn’t seem to mind, so he pressed on and the applause grew, her vocal appreciation grew, the electric pace grew, and the wobble of her tits grew until the crescendo when she loudly orgasm and he came along with her.

 

When he had finished with her and withdrew from her juicy cunny he bent down and picked up her panties and wiped his cock clean with them before he discarded them on the sofa next to her panting face.

Then he left her draped over the back of the sofa like a discarded rag doll, slapped her on the arse and said

"Get yourself undressed because when I’ve checked the ballcock you can have some more either on the sofa or in your bed, your choice"

He punctuated the word choice with another slap on her naked cheek and then he smiled as a dribble of cum emerged from her hole 

 

When he returned there was a bigger pile of clothes discarded on the floor, and she was kneeling on the sofa peering over the back hiding her nakedness, with only the top half of her face and her hands visible looking like a slutty Chad.

He quickly undressed, under her watchful gaze and sat down on the sofa beside her. 

“Come and make me hard” he said and without complaint she duly obliged and then he let her ride his erect cock where she began pumping her pussy down on him as he held her hips and watched her tits jiggle as she writhed and moaned and grunted on him until she had finished them both and she collapsed on top of him in a sweaty heap.

 

He spent the night with her and they did it once more that night in her bed and again next morning in the shower and it was pleasurable experience, and she ticked a lot of boxes, she was experienced, she had a fit curvy body, but he wasn’t looking forward to the next time like he did with Simone, but he wouldn’t say no if it was on offer. 

Choice Tales from the Vale – (592) The Student Landlord – The Music Student Encore

 

After a surprising Simone Stephens when landlord Christ Baker caught her masturbating three days before Christmas and his subsequent popping of her cherry they spent most of the next day in bed or having sex somewhere in the bungalow, but the following day Chris had a spate of repairs to do at some of the neighbouring properties, and she had Christmas shopping to finish as well as packing to do before her mum picked her up on Christmas Eve, so she wasn’t expecting to have him inside her again until the New Year.

However on Christmas Eve he let himself into the bungalow, he knew she was still there because her bags were in the hall, so he quietly closed the door and walked down the hall, he glance sideways and could see she wasn’t in her room so he carried on and he found her in the kitchen by the table with her back to the door wearing a Christmas sweater and jeggings.

He walked up behind her and as he put his hands on her waist she gasped and leant back in his arms.

“You made me jump” she gasped

“I didn’t think I’d see you before I left”

“It looks like I’m just in time” he said

“Just in time for what?” she asked innocently

“To give you your present of course” he replied, and his hands began massaging her breasts through her sweater.

“I don’t think I have time for that kind of present” she said as he teased her nipples until they protruded like pencil rubbers through her jumper.

“I don’t think we have time before mum comes”

Simone breathed sharply in and out through her nose as one of his hands proceeded to her waist and then he said

“I just have to make sure that we cum before your mum does”

Simone sighed as he kissed her neck and his hand slipped inside the waistband of her jeggings and he nibbled her earlobe as his fingers made their way inside her panties, and she murmured in response.

His fingers briefly dwelled amidst her coarse bush, then she snorted though her nose as he slipped his fingers between her lips and immersed them in her juicy cunny.  

Chris frigged her until with a deliriously dirty moan, she came, and with her exclamation her legs buckled, and he had to support her weight and as he withdrew his sticky fingers from between her lips.

Chris bent Simone over on the kitchen table and yanked her jeggings and red Christmas knickers off her pert arse exposing her cute cheeks and her damp whiskered lips and Chris quickly released his throbbing cock from its confines and plugged into her creamy wetness.

“Do you like your present?” he asked

“Oh yes” she panted as he banged her from behind “Oh yes I love it so much”

 

Simone’s taught young body ebbed and flowed with the steady rhythm of his penetrations, and Simone panted and moaned until that sublime moment she came noisily and yelled

“Oh Godddd” and he grunted as he emptied his sack inside her

“Oh Chris” she said and collapsed onto the table “that was really so good”

He remained embedded in her for several minutes and both of them panted hard and when he withdrew from her tight pussy she sighed but remained draped over the table with her sticky minge on display which he fixed his gaze on while he re-trousered his phallus.

Simone was lying flat on the table with her head to one side and she was still panting when he gave her buttock a little slap

“You see I told you that you would cum before your mum did” he said and kissed her cheek and then added “But only just”

“What?” she said

“Your mum has just pulled up on the drive” he said

“Oh shit” she exclaimed and pushed herself up and when she was vertical, she pulled a face and tore off a couple of sheets off the roll of kitchen towel and wiped her pussy.

Then as she pulled up her Christmas knickers, she pulled another face and tore off another two sheets and pushed them into her pants before pulling up her jeggings.

When she realized that Chris had been watching her, she blushed Scarlet, which was when the doorbell rang.

“Oh shit” she exclaimed

“Don’t panic” he said and kissed her passionately

“Your other present is in the hall with the bags, make sure you’re alone when you open it, now go and let your mum in”  

Then he kissed her again

“Merry Christmas”

And as Simone was letting her mum in the front door Chris slipped out the back.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (591) The Student Landlord – The Music Student Duet

 

When Chris Baker had to investigate a leak under the kitchen sink at 44 Buckleberry Avenue, he chose to do it during the Christmas break, three days before Christmas, with the expectation that the property would be empty.

But after crossing the road and let himself in the front door he discovered that the bungalow wasn’t empty and after being alerted by the sound of sensual moaning he investigated and discovered music student Simone Stephens fingering herself.

When she realised, she had been observed she was startled and looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights until he said.

“Do you need any help with that?”

Simone suddenly galvanized into action, leapt up and covered her modesty and pushed past him

“I wasn’t doing anything I just have an itch”

“Well, I can help to scratch it” he offered

“I wasn’t doing anything”, she shouted as she ran towards the bathroom

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of, everyone does it” he continued and then the bathroom door slammed, and he chuckled to himself as he went to retrieve his tool bag.

 

The leak under the sink turned out to be the overflow pipe which had become unattached, so it barely took him five minutes to rectify after which he sat down on a kitchen chair while he refastened his tool bag and he was about to get up and leave when he looked up and saw Simone’s tall skinny silhouette in the doorway.

She was stood pigeon toed with her head bowed and her messy straw-coloured bed hair was covering part of her face when she quietly said

“Can you scratch my itch?”

“If that’s what you want” he retorted

“Yes” she responded hesitantly “But you mustn’t look at my muffin again though”

“Well I’m not sure how that’s going to work because I’ll see it soon enough when I’m down there licking your lips” he retorted as she sat on his lap, and she gasped

The moment her arse hit knee her thighs sprang open, and as his hand travelled slowly from her knee, she kissed him passionately.

His hand reached the top of her thigh, and she squirmed on his lap, murmuring as his fingers combed through the coarse hair of her Minge.

Simone moaned softly as his digits dallied, before they descended into to the abyss of her creamy cunny, and she let out a hoary growl as he fingered her hot syrupy slit and stimulated her clit.

Simone moaned in pleasure at his touch as she stroked her juicy cunny which brought her closer and closer to the orgasm, she had been unable to give herself, until finally she broke away from his mouth and she screamed in his face before wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

 

After about five minutes, when her hot and heavy panting subsided Simone unwound herself from his neck and asked

“Are you going to lick my lips now?”

“I rather think I am” he replied and eased her off his lap and as he stood up, he took her hand and led her along the hall to her bedroom

It was a grey gloomy day, and the curtains were still drawn shut, so he undressed in the semi darkness while she stood pigeon toed watching him.

“You too,” he said and pulled her nightie off over her head and she made a surprised high-pitched gasp and turned away from him

Chris pushed the pillows aside and lay down on the bed and stared up at her as she tried to hide her body from him.

“Come on then” he said, and she tentatively climbed on to him, so she was sitting astride his chest

“I don’t know what to do” Simone said shyly, and his hand began fondling her buttocks

“Come closer” he said puling her gently toward him, so she crept up his body until the moment she lowered herself onto his face and as she did, he saw the dirty blonde fuzz on her labia and the juicy pink flesh of her pussy, and then he was tasting her, and she moaned in response.

Chris worked the creamy wet flesh with his tongue, and she wriggled and squirmed, moaning and gasping as he sucked at her lips and licked her cunny while she was grinding her hot gash on his face until she could wait no longer and slithered down his chest leaving a snail trail of juice on his skin until he could feel her hot cunny touching his cock and she kissed him urgently

Chris took both actions as a statement of intent on her part, so he rolled her sideways abruptly, so she was on her back, making her squeal, then he rolled on top of her and a moment later she winced as he penetrated her, and Simone emitted the first of many throaty moans.

 

After making love they spooned and fell asleep and when he woke up it was dark and he had a serious erection, and that was due to the fact that Simone was stroking his cock, and as she was emitting some quiet sensual moans, he deduced that she was fingering herself at the same time.

“So you want some more cock, do you?” he whispered  

“Oh yes please” she replied through gritted teeth as she made herself cum.

“Show me what you want me to do with it” he instructed her as he began to fondle her breast, so she lifted her leg and guided his erection between her legs and began rubbing the tip along her slippery slit, and moaned softly in response, until the moment he thrust into her and Simone’s moans became much more vocal.

While he continued to thrust into her deliciously tight pussy her fingers kept rubbing her clit and her exclamations grew exponentially, as did the jerking and convulsing of her body, and this began to impact his rhythm, so he withdrew from her.

“No, no please don’t stop” she pleaded

“It’s just a brief pause” he assured her “Now get on your hands and knees”

“Thank God” she exclaimed as she scrambled into position and a moment later, he banged into her again and Simone moaned loudly as he thrust deep into her as he held her narrow hips, he soon got his rhythm back and he reached up and cupped her little tits and roughly groped at them while he kept poking her and very soon her body shuddered in orgasm and as she moaned he reached his own conclusion and his cock spasm inside her, and when he withdrew from her juicy cunny she collapsed onto the bed and he lay down beside her.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (590) The Student Landlord – The Music Student Solo

 

Buckleberry Avenue in Abbottsford consists of two rows of bungalows, 40 in total, either side of the tree lined road, just over half of them were now HMO’s full of students, as they were only a mile and a half from the university.

The remainder were still privately owned, one of those was owned by twenty-eight-year-old handyman, Chris Baker, who also owned four of the HMOs.

The Buckleberry Avenue properties made up part of a larger portfolio, the majority of which were occupied by students, which gave him a very good living.

All he had to do to earn that living was to maintain the properties while they were occupied and decorate and make repairs when they were empty.

When he had to fix something in an occupied dwelling, he always endeavoured to do it when the occupants were out, especially the students, he didn’t really like students, he found them to be over educated ill-informed and too easily offended, and the ones that didn’t fit into those categories were just vacuous.

Chris liked the look of them, the girls obviously, he just didn’t like to talk to them, because he was always disappointed.

He lived opposite one of his properties, number 44, and he often saw them coming or going, they were all music students, and all a bit geeky, but each one was pleasing to the eye in their way.

The first one was a tall skinny blonde, with straw covered hair called Simone Stephens, who always wore flat shoes because she was so tall, and walked with a slight stoop,

and she wore flowery clothes and in spring and summer she was always in a floral dress.

The second one was Michelle Herries, who had strawberry blonde coloured hair and not as tall as Simone and she was a much more confident girl with her prominent proud chin who favoured much more figure-hugging clothes on her young curves, he particularly liked her in clothes that showed off her shape.

Completing the trio was the quiet diminutive brunette Saffron Wigston who favoured a completely different look, she went for the frumpy look, favouring dark colours, normally a pinafore dress, black tights and baseball shoes and she wore her hair either in pigtails or plaits, she even wore black thick framed glasses to hide behind, but she did have a broad bright smile.

But as cute as the late teens were they were all just young girls learning to be women, being watched by young men trying to figure out how to bed them.

So he gave them all a wide berth and left it to his assistant, Jade Norman, to deal with the lettings so he didn’t have to converse with them, and that arrangement had worked very well for three years, and he had exchanged barely more than a dozen words with the Buckleberry Avenue tenants.

It suited Jade because she had her fair share of student’s girls, which was her main sexual diet, but she liked cock as well, but she preferred more experienced men whereas the opposite was true with the female students she had a penchant for the novices so “servicing” students was perfect for her.

So the arrangement suited them both and he had been able to keep his distance.

However that was only true until one Christmas when he entered into converse, of a very different kind with second-year music student, Simone Stephens.

 

He had a leak under the kitchen sink that he needed to  attend to so as it was the Christmas break and three days before Christmas, he thought it would be safe, so he crossed the road and let himself in the front door.

It was a cold day, but as soon as he opened the door he was hit with a wave of heat, his first thought was that the silly girls had gone home for Christmas and forgotten to turn the thermostat down, but then his attention was turned towards a sound of sensual moaning.

He didn’t know who it was that was moaning or who was making them moan but it stirred his curiosity, so he put his tool bag down in the hall and carried on listening as he decided to investigate.

Chris walked gingerly towards the source of the sweet sexual emanations, and he could see the door to one of the bedrooms was partially open.

As he got closer to the open door the sounds were clearer and more distinct, and he could hear panting breaths and then it wasn’t just his curiosity that was stirred.

He crept as close as possible to the door until he could see who was moaning sweetly and who was making them moan and the answer to both was Simone Stephens.

As Chris looked through the partially open door, he could see her sitting on her bed, propped up against the headboard, with her nightie pulled up around her waist.

She had one long leg draped over the edge of the bed and the other pulled up close to her body, so her knee was touching her shoulder.

While one hand cupped one of her meagre breasts and caressed her proud teat through her nightie while the other was down among her dark blonde fur as her busy fingers frigged her pussy.

But as deft as her fingering was, having brought herself frustratingly close to the abyss with her frantic fingering she just couldn’t quite get over the edge.

Then Simone was suddenly startled by the sound of a squeaky floorboard as he adjusted his feet, and she just froze when she realised, she had been observed masturbating and looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights until he said.

“Do you need any help with that?”

Simone suddenly galvanized into action, leaping up and covering her modesty and pushed past him

“I wasn’t doing anything I just have an itch”

“Well, I can help to scratch it” he offered

“I wasn’t doing anything”, she shouted as she ran towards the bathroom

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of, everyone does it” he continued and then the bathroom door slammed, and he chuckled to himself as he went to retrieve his tool bag.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (589) Pleasure Plateau Reprise

 

It was the hottest part of the day as physiotherapist, Mack Bezley, watched second year student, Tamara Faris, from where he was standing on the patio, in the minutes after her enthusiastically vocal orgasm and he was nursing a full erection and aching balls.

He knew though as he finished the last drops of water from his bottle that he would be emptying them soon; he just wasn’t sure at that precise moment if it would be in her or on her.

As he walked back inside, he picked up her bottle of water and smiled as he caressed her buttock and he could hear her fanny farting.

“So Tamara, how did that compare to what you are used to?”

“Compared to what?” she asked

“What?”

“I don’t have anything to compare it too” she said without thinking

“Really?” Mack responded and she instantly blushed because she didn’t mean to reveal she was a virgin.

“Even better” he added “But I’m surprised”

“Are you, why?”

“Because you’re so gorgeous” he said and she blushed again then he kissed the small of her back, “Now sit up and have a drink,”

“Ok” She responded and pushed herself up and got into a sitting position with her legs over the end of the table and he handed her the bottle of water

“The last time you gave me a drink you assaulted me again” she said with a chuckle, and he smiled at her innocence as he pulled up a chair, so he was facing her.

Tammy finished her drink and then suddenly became self-conscious of her nakedness under his watchful gaze so crossed her legs and put an arm across her chest

“What are you up to now?” she asked suspiciously

“Part three” he replied and grabbed her ankles

“Part three?” Tammy screamed as he lifted them smartly upwards and she flopped onto her back and her bottle went flying

“What is part three exactly?” she shouted

“This” he retorted and pulled her legs apart and dove in and imbibed of her luscious juicy cunny

“Oh my God” she exclaimed as his tongue went to work on her pink flesh while holding her legs apart, but after a minute or two Tammy took hold of her own ankles and pulled her knees onto her chest.

Her action freed up his hands up, so he used one thumb to caress her anus while the other one rubbed her clit while his tongue lapped up the resulting juices and she moaned loudly and rolled her head from side to side until she shuddered and screamed out in orgasm.

 

“I like part three Mack” she panted “It was very sexy… and a little bit dirty, I can’t imagine what you have in mind for me next?”

“A sandwich” he replied

“Is that a euphemism for something really dirty?” she asked and gave a throaty chuckle

“No, it’s a euphemism for lunch” he replied

“Oh how disappointing” she said and giggled “Although I am peckish, I bet I’ve burnt off more calories today than India and Marnie combined”

 

They ate lunch on the patio, with Tammy wearing Macks shirt for the sake of modesty, though she only had two buttons done up.

She had two sandwiches, a bag of crisps, a large sausage roll, and an energy drink.

When they had finished, they went back inside, and while Mack took the plates to the kitchen she climbed back on what she called the “pleasure plateaux” and lay down 

“So what now?” she asked when he returned

“Well it’s time for you to choose” he said soberly

“I’ve got to choose?”

“Yes”

“What are the choices?” she asked as she sat herself up

“Well you can go next door, read a book and sunbathe”

“Or” she prompted moving onto her knees

“Or you can stay here and lose your virginity”

“The second one, the second one” she shouted, and bounced up and down

“Are you sure?” he asked

“Yes, yes, yes” she squealed

“Ok then” Mack said and kissed her as he unbuttoned her shirt and when he had disrobed her, he picked her up and put her over his shoulder and slapped her cheek and made her yelp

“Not too high for you up there I hope” he said

“I’ve been ten foot off the floor since the first moment you touched my fufu” she admitted

“Well I’ll do what I can to keep you airborne for the rest of the day then”

“The rest of the day” she exclaimed “My God Mack what are you going do to me?”

“I could tell you, but wouldn’t you rather be surprised?” he asked and deposited her on his bed

“Yes” she replied as she watched him undress

“Ooh and that’s a really nice surprise right there”

Tammy was very pleased with that surprise, but it wasn’t the last surprise of the day for her.

 

Tammy never did get to read her book and sunbathe on that bank holiday Saturday, nor Sunday or even on Monday in fact she barely saw the sun.

When they weren’t eating and drinking or answering calls of nature, they were satisfying their carnal appetites and displaying their primal natures.

 

Tamara was very definitely an innocent when she walked in through his French doors on Saturday morning wearing her emerald-green bikini, but Tammy was considerably more experienced when Mack walked her home in the darkness on Monday night and she crawled into her own bed.

But in the rest of the time at university, up until her graduation she spent more time in his bed than in her own, conducting a clandestine affair right under the noses of her friends India and Marnie, it was only after graduating with a first and she got a research position in Abbottsford that they became a couple.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (588) Pleasure Plateau Encore

 

It was a hot day when physiotherapist Mack Bezley brought second year student Tamara Faris to climax on his treatment table, so he left her sighing and went into the kitchen and took out two bottles of water from the fridge and when he returned he smiled when he saw Tammy laying where he left her but with her limbs hanging limply and with one buttock still exposed and he knew what he was going to do next. 

Mack slapped her gently on her small naked cheek and said

“Come on sexy, rehydrate before part two”

“Part two?” She responded and pushed herself up smartly and got into a sitting position with her legs over the edge

“I didn’t know there was a part two, I thought we were finished”

“We can be if you want, we don’t have to do a part two” he said and handed her a cold bottle of water

“Oh no, I want part two, I don’t know what part two is, but if it’s as nice as part one I want it, I really, really want it, definitely part two” she blurted out at a hundred miles an hour

“Ok, take a breath, I’ll take that as a yes, now have a drink” he said and as she drank, he looked at her bikini top sitting untidily on her pert little breasts. 

After she’d drunk half the bottle she handed it back to him and he put it on the floor after which he grasped the middle of her bikini bra and pulled it sharply down her arms, which surprised her and she let out a little squeal, as he discarded it on the floor behind him she put an arm across her chest to hide her breasts.

“You don’t need to hide those from me” he said softly and replaced her skinny arm with his big muscular hands, and she closed her eyes as he fondled her cute treasures and then Mack touched her smiling lips with his for their first passionate kiss and her skinny arms wrapped around his neck.

“Ok,” he said when he broke away “Part two”

“I’m ready” Tammy responded

“Face down on the table then” he said, and Tammy immediately complied.

Mackenzie took a drink himself and while he did, he perused the slender petite frame stretched out on his treatment table, he surmised she weighed slightly south of 7 stone, with not an inch of fat visible, her strong firm limbs were lithe, with small delicate hands and feet.

Many men would have thought her too skinny and bony, but she was soft where it mattered and to him, she was perfection.

Mack put his bottle down and slapped her bare buttock and said

“Get that pretty little tush up in the air” 

So she pushed herself up, so she was on her knees.

“Like this?” she asked looking over her shoulder

“Perfect” he said from his vantage point at the foot of the table where he could see her half-clad buttocks and the obviously damp crotched bikini knickers, then Mack stepped forward and yanked them down to her knees.

With that done he took a moment to admire the obvious effect he’d had on Tammy as the sunlight glistened on her cum glazed thighs and pussy, then he was ready to add to her juicy display. 

He moved into roughly the same position at the side of the table where he stood when his hand first invaded her bikini and he immersed his fingers between her juicy lips but this time his target was higher.

Her tiny frame was trembling as his hand caressed her fleshy cheek and more so as his fingers traced the curve between her buttocks then he wet his digit between her lips which had moistened in anticipation, and she purred in response to his touch, but her tone was quite different when he penetrated her hole for the first time.

Mack was pleasantly surprised at just how tight she was but was delighted by the delicious noises she was making in response to his fingering, however he knew he could extract deeper and more sustained utterances from her when he introduced a second digit, and he was right as she yelped on the first double digit penetration and with each subsequent entry she got more vociferous but more wild, so he had to place his left hand on her hip to stop her rocking and shimmying while he began to increase the rhythm.

 

Tammy had her forehead resting on the vinyl and was gripping the table top while panting, moaning and gasping out the occasional “Oh Mack” until she got close to the abyss when she was in a frenzy and frantic for the crescendo so he duly obliged her and she let out an animal grunt and he pulled his sticky digits out of her tight hole and she collapsed face down on the table panting with sweat glistening all over her body.

 

It was the hottest part of the day as he watched her from where he was standing on the patio in the minutes after her enthusiastically vocal orgasm and he was nursing a full erection and aching balls.

He knew though as he finished the last drops of water from his bottle that he would be emptying them soon; he just wasn’t sure at that precise moment if it would be in her or on her.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (587) Pleasure Plateau Debut

 

Mackenzie Bezley, Mack to his friends, was a successful physiotherapist in his early thirties who ran his private practice out of his Abbottsford bungalow, in Buckleberry Avenue.

He was very fortunate to have the life he had, he was lucky enough to secure an internship with Abbottsford Town football club straight after university, which stood him up in good stead within the sporting community and he was able to make a name for himself and set up in private practice, although he still did one day a week at the Winston Churchill Hospital seeing NHS patients.

He lived alone since his divorce two years earlier and most of the neighbouring properties in his road were HMO’s full of students as they were only a mile and a half from the university.

He got on with most of them, there was the occasional noisy party, but he didn’t mind that, he was young himself once.

Some of them he knew better than others as he sometimes had to treat them professionally.  

One such patient was chemistry student Tamara Faris, although she wasn’t a neighbour at the time as she was only a first year and was living in Halls, he was treating her following a shoulder injury, just for six sessions.

She was still a fresher at the time, and he thought she was cute, in fact he thought the petite strawberry blonde very cute, but there were lines he would not cross.

Then the following year she and her two friends India Philips and Marnie Mason took up residence in the Bungalow next door.

The three geeky girls had only been there for a few days when he and Tammy ran into each other on the pavement.

“Hello Mr Bezley,” she said brightly not thinking he would remember her “I’m your new neighbour”

“It’s Tammy, isn’t it?” he said “Lovely to see you again”

“Yes, although as I’m nearly 20 I’ve decided to go by my more grown-up name of Tamara” she said and giggled

“Well you’ll always be Tammy to me” he said  

 

He saw her quite often after that as they were coming or going, she even popped in for a coffee when she didn’t have lectures and he was between patients, and they got on well together considering the decade or so age difference.

And things would probably have carried on in much the same vein for the remainder of the tenancy had it not been for the combination of an unseasonably warm May and an aversion to climbing.

 

It was Saturday on the Spring Bank Holiday Weekend, and he had just let his only patient that weekend out the front door and was wiping down the treatment table when Tammy appeared at the French doors after having entered his garden through the back gate.

 

Her shoulder length strawberry blonde hair was tied up and hidden beneath a floppy straw hat, and she was wearing an emerald-green bikini, flip flops and was carrying a plastic bottle and her phone.

“Is it ok to come in?” she asked timidly

“Yes, yes, my last patient of the weekend has just left” he replied

“Good timing then” She said with a giggle

“Why are you here?” he asked with a confused expression

“I was hoping you’d put some factor 50 on for me” she replied holding up the bottle

“No I meant why are you here? I thought you were all going to the National Park for the weekend”

“Yes, we were, and the other two have gone”

“So what happened, did you not fancy it?”

“Oh yes I did, I love the Pepperstock Hills, but India and Marnie changed the plans at the last minute because they wanted to do some climbing and I’m not very good with heights, so I thought I’d give it a miss and have a lazy weekend in the sun and catch up with some reading ” she explained

“Maybe they just wanted to be alone for some lustful in “tent””

“What do you mean?” she asked in surprise and completely missing his joke

“Well they’re obviously into each other” he replied

“Really?” she asked wide-eyed “Are you sure?”

“I thought it was obvious” he said and shrugged

“I can’t believe I’ve been that blind” she said and laughed

“But why wouldn’t they just tell me?”

“I suppose it makes it more exciting to have secret liaison’s” he responded and took the bottle of sun cream from her hand

“Ok jump up on the table, as long as it’s not too high for you up there?”

“Very funny” she said with a chuckle, removed her hat, kicked off the flip flops from her tiny feet and climbed onto his treatment table

“Right lay down and I’ll get you creamed up” he instructed

“Ok…. I mean…. What?”

“Lay down so you I can cream you up”

“That sounds dirty” she said but lay down on her stomach anyway

“Yes, it does” he agreed and laughed as he unhooked her bikini top and began applying lotion “It’s just a Freudian slip”

“I know what that means”

“Oh, yes?”

“Yes, Freudian slips are when you accidently say something that reveals unconscious desires, or subconscious thoughts” she explained

“Very good” he retorted in a slightly patronising tone

After a few moments she suddenly looked over her shoulder at him and asked

“Do you?”

“Do I what?”

“Do you have unconscious desires, or subconscious thoughts about it?”

“About what?”

“Getting girls creamed up?” She said and blushed, which was vivid on her lily-white flesh

“Well I’m a thirty-two-year-old man and we all have fantasies, so I’d be lying if I said no”

“Oh” she exclaimed

“Why wouldn’t I” he mused “Fantasize about getting pretty girls… creamy”

“Pretty girls like India and Marnie?”

“Yes, they’re very pretty, sexy girls” he replied and after a few moments she asked

“What about me?”

“Especially you” he replied, and she gasped

Then a moment later she whispered

“Do you want to?”

“Do I want to what?”

“You know, get me… um… creamy?” she whispered

“That’s a silly question” he responded

“Go on then” she uttered and spread her skinny thighs

“You can do it if you want”

“Are you sure that’s what you want?” He asked as he put the bottle down

“Yes” she gasped and then his right hand was on the inside of her thigh, and she gasped again

He took his time caressing the soft skin of her inner thigh as his hand made progress towards his goal and her breath was becoming coarse and uneven.

As he reached the top of her trembling thigh, he could feel her moist heat and slipped his thumb beneath the emerald-green fabric of her bikini bottoms, before in a single fluid movement he pulled the material aside to expose her fleshy cheek and then his finger was between her lips

“Oh Mack” Tammy exclaimed and let out a low moan of approval

“You’re already quite creamy” he said

“Thats because you were talking dirty” Tammy responded “And touched me sexily” she added as her hands gripped the tabletop.

As he rhythmically worked on her luscious wetness she responded appreciatively and was beginning to wriggle and fidget so Mack slipped his left hand inside her bottoms and gripped her fleshy cheek which clenched and unclenched beneath his palm in response to what his other hand was doing between her juicy lips.

As things progressed Tammy adjusted her position, so her lower legs were over the side of the table, and she hooked her heels behind the legs for purchase.

His hand was still on her buttock which was still clenching and unclenching until the point she reached one long and sustained clench as he made her cum.

Tammy instantly relaxed and let out a series of sighs, the biggest when he removed his digits from her creamy cunny.

“Well no need to ask if you enjoyed that” he said but she could only murmur a response.

 

It was a hot day, so he left her sighing and went into the kitchen and took out two bottles of water from the fridge and when he returned, he smiled when he saw Tammy laying where he left her with her limbs hanging limply and with one buttock still exposed and he knew what he was going to do next.  

Mack slapped her gently on her naked cheek and said

“Come on sexy, rehydrate before part two”