We were walking along the woodland path. I was wearing tight gym leggings, a baggy white t-shirt. I had thick socks under my wellies. But underneath I had lacey little emerald green knickers and a matching bra. The bra hooked around the front, and had slits down the middle, so that my nipples rubbed against the t-shirt. You can see the imprint of my nipples,...
All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over the legal age of consent when the events took place. Part 03 - The Farmer =============== One Monday I took Lucy to meet with this old farmer client. He's running a profitable mixed farm and hates the taxman but loves the EU subsidies. When we got there he was running around going a...
Author's note: This account contains straight sex, only. It's a continuation of the series involving Tara, Bryan and myself. If you haven't read previous chapters, the series is an archive of our five-year relationship. I love to hear from readers, so please let me know what you think. ****** "Sweetie, I need some photography help." "What with?" "Well, i...
The Boxing Day walk had been an excuse to extract Emily from the ancestral pile, before her graceless behaviour and cutting remarks placed any further demands on the seasonal goodwill of kith and kin. Now, as she trudged ahead, up through the bare wood of tortured hornbeam coppice and straight thick sessile oak, her rubber wellingtons pulling against the dee...
In an earlier story, Does Mark Have a Fetish?, Eileen had accused Mark of having a rubber boot fetish, which he did but was loathe to admit it. It would have been safe to say that Eileen was hardly enthusiastic about wearing wellies herself, but on that same rainy day had gone to the mall and found a stylish pair and bought them. In a naughty frame of mind s...
Note, When I originally wrote this story, Josie's relationship with Fiona's father was much different, Colin was more brutish, and there was a period of non-consensual sex coupled with physical punishment. Josie bore it for love of Fiona, and to redeem Colin for Michelle, she was successful, but the story had a big dark bulge in the middle that distracted...
Bryan had to work over the weekend and Tara needed a little help with their garden. Without any hesitation, I arrived just after lunch...I kind'a knew it would likely lead to something more...it always did. It had been a long weekend so I was really happy when I was able to sneak away a little earlier than usual. We had just gotten an inch or two and it wa...
Lucia clutched her vintage plaid-print Thermos. She wanted desperately to take a swig of the peppermint-schnapps-laced hot chocolate within it to fortify herself against the cold outside the truck, but instead she watched the scenery pass by the window as her fiancé, Dean, drove down the rural highway. Hell, she needed to fortify herself against the guy sit...
The pub kitchen was silent. "Would you stop what you are doing and look at me Sean!" Sean Danaher saw the tears welling in Mary Brenna's eyes. They were standing in the kitchen. A dozen yards away the bar was busy with regular customers out for dinner or for just a few beers. It was the village's social focal point; from the football and horse racing club...
Hi! I just thought I would share more of my escapades with Frank, my elderly neighbor. As I have previously told you all, we had passed the teasing stage and Frank and I had been having a little bit of fun together, within the parameters set by my husband. I had been going down to his apartment for a goodnight kiss and fondle before coming back up to get...