My name is Will, I'm living in England, with my parents and have been out of high school for a month now. I'm just a normal 18 male, who until last month, didn't have a story to tell. But that was a month ago. We've been neighbours with the Barrow's for nearly 8 years now, and being a normal teenage boy, I had had the usual fantasies about Sally, my mothe...
Part 1 of 3 Kiss Juice. The day started like any other summers day, I Looked out of my kitchen window, clear blue skies, a warm sunny day ahead and my eyes were drawn to my garden, and o my dear, overgrown shrubs, flower beds are a disgrace, and the lawn... oh dear. I needed to get someone in. I hated gardening, I did have someone to tend to this, but he h...
Synopsis: Chelsea and Jim are transplants from Iowa to California. Their California neighbors invite them to a nude "welcome to the neighborhood party" but the modest Iowans aren't sure they can bare all. * The California sun was lazily rising above the mountain ridges in the Central Valley as Jim and Chelsea Jennings made breakfast in their new home in t...
They stood in the hallway for what seemed an eternity; Claire staring at James, he staring at the hardwood floors in the hallway. The air practically hummed with anticipation, and as she stared at the skinny young pup, she thought, I can't be thinking about this. I can't! Her body felt electric with desire, every square inch of her on fire. Her breathing...
'Good morning Slave, time to get up.' Pause. 'Good morning Slave, time to get up.' Pause. 'Good morning Slave,..' What the hell was that? Instead of the usual alarm buzzer coming from the tablet fixed into the wall of my room there was a disembodied female voice echoing in the corner by the door, repeating itself over and over. I woke myself up enough to b...
This is brief. This is food for thought, perhaps disturbing, to any wifey who reads this. Is it fantasy, or is it truth? It was really an innocent moment that I had no designs on twisting into a perverted pleasure. But, that's what often happens when I am tortured by long droughts between fucks. My mind takes control. It bends the common reality of decency...
Prologue Anna Plowright trudged grimly along the country lane towards her cottage still two kilometres distant. She was soaked to the skin. The rain bucketed down and reduced her hair to a stringy ruin, and found every available gap in her clothing to trickle down her back and between her breasts. When she had set out that morning for her daily ten-kilomet...
Chapter 10 - Great grandfather's hoe rises again Gary had been working all morning in his garden. The day had started cloudy but the sun had come out to brighten things up and it had been further brightened by the appearance of Melanie at his garden gate in the early afternoon. She had come in from the loke, her dress swishing around her knees and, despite...
Three short stories showing the sexy side to gardening * I started my own Gardening business last summer which has taken off really well. I tidy up gardens, cutting lawns, trimming hedges, digging, planting flowers and many, many other jobs. Most of my customers are mature ladies between the ages of 55 to 80; some are so sexy it's hard at times to keep my...
I was down from university for the summer, and like most students, I needed money. From all the experience I had picked up doing our garden at home for my mum, I had managed to get various gardening jobs from friends to keep me busy through the break. The main plus to the job was it was good money, and being a twenty-year-old athletic guy, it helped me stay...