This is a 'follow-on' to 'Karen's Medical Madness,' which was also first published under the name of NewForester' some years ago, but can now be found under my current author name of Rockycoveboy. I hope you enjoy. *** The house looked imposing as Karen looked up at it from her car parked outside at the kerb. It was 10o'clock on a rainy night and the stree...
I had learned a lot about Georgina Lent since I had met her, and become her mentor. She was 51, dyed blonde hair and attractive, with a good body, and she didn't mind showing it off, if I was instructing her to do so. She was happy that a young man of nearly 20, had taken the time and trouble to become her friend and possible lover, and she had more or less...
The 2nd part of Fay's adventures, first published by my old name of NewForester a few years ago, but now re-issued by the current name of Rockycoveboy. Hope you enjoy!! Fay At The Hen Party (2nd of a Trilogy) It was Saturday and the afternoon sun in the back garden of the bungalow was beautiful and relaxing and Fay soaked it up lazily as she lay on her rec...
An ex-NewForester story that I have tidied up a bit and re-issued under the new name Rockycoveboy. ************** Georgina Lent was my first boss. I was 19 and it was my first job, in a little accounts office, and Georgina Lent seemed ancient. Gradually, however, I had become infatuated with her, and very often thought about her at night. She did filthy th...
The 4 year old had started nursery classes, but today was Saturday and now she was flying through the air as her mother, Amanda, pushed the swing up high, listening to the little girl giggle with excitement. Amanda was 30 and very comfortable with her life style. She was married and very happy, her husband had a good job in the city, in 'finance,' and she...
Amanda remembered her nipples hurting against her bikini top as they pushed hard against the material. It was a real sign of her arousal as she lay on her back on the towel on the Mediterranean beach, and she remembered it as if it was yesterday. Her husband and young daughter had been playing at the edge of the water, the heat was sweltering and Amanda's me...
This is another story I wrote under the name of Newforester. It was issued quite a few years ago, but now I write under the name of Rockycoveboy, and so I hope you enjoy it second time around. ***** The glass of red wine had only a few drops left round the bottom as it rested on the wooden, bedside table, only a little candle on a saucer on the table throw...
(I originally published this story under the name NewForester, but although this is the same author, I am now writing under the name Rockycoveboy. I still hope you enjoy the story the second time around). ***** The aching in her body was all consuming, reaching deep into the pit of her stomach –and she had no answer, not for the moment, anyway. The feeling...
(Again, I originally published this story under the name of NewForester, but I now write under the name of Rockycoveboy. I hope you enjoy the story second time around.) ***** Rabat, the capital of Morocco, situated on the north-western coast of Africa. Its teeming streets, its hot climate, miles and miles of sand, and Atlantic waters, making it a wonderful...
A previous story issued under the old name of NewForester...hope you enjoy a second reading, now under the name of Rockycoveboy!! ***** It was hot and the only place to be was in the sea. Emma and her husband had been in the water for at least half an hour, and he had got quite randy as he watched his delicious wife frolic in the waves. She was wearing her...