I was outside painting, when Paula, my neighbour, appeared at the fence. "You got a minute?" She asked. I, of course, had more than a minute for her, as she took the short walk to my back garden. She was dressed for work and looked sad. I put my hand on h...
They returned three days after their daughter had her oral desires filled, and I'd not seen her since. I'd spotted his car, but not seen either of them. I did wonder whether he'd told her he'd sucked me off in the garage. I was also a little curious about...
My phone buzzed…... "I'm beginning to regret having my tits done." "Why Kelly? They're magnificent." "No guy ever looks beyond them, looks at me. I'm just tits on a very short, fat stick." "I looked beyond them Kelly, yes I enjoyed them, but I went beyond...
It was, of course, impossible not to talk to my neighbours, even if I had licked her pussy. Even if he had sucked my load and swallowed it, how could I not? It wasn't like I'd not been a willing partner in both of those. I'd not been forced and I can't de...
I liked my neighbours. He was a friendly guy, always willing to help, and never any hassle. She was his long-suffering wife, ample chest and a joy to see about, especially in the summertime when her cleavage was often on display. I'd fantasized about thos...
I'd examined the contents of the bag Lisa gave me carefully over a few days. The ball-splitting cock rings and large butt plugs gave me a clear indication of the pleasures that awaited me, and her. Three days after our drink together, I received a small p...
It had been about four years since Lisa and I had gone cycling together. A few very eventful rides they were, too. I'd always managed to be behind her, watching her curvy ass smother that seat. If someone can be jealous of a bicycle seat, then I was that...
It had been a week since Kelly and I had fucked. The memory of it was rarely out of my mind, getting my hands on her tits had been a fantasy of mine for years. Getting to fuck her was something I thought I'd never do. I smiled broadly when I received her...
It didn't take long for the texts to appear. Pleading with me not to show the video and offering me my money back. I didn't want my money back, I wanted my money's worth. The texts became ever more desperate, telling me how she could lose her job if that...
I still saw Kelly, albeit infrequently, but thought it best to keep my distance after I had cum in her bra cup. She'd told me she'd filmed me for a while, I hoped she hadn't, but had no way of knowing. I was washing my car when she drove past, dropped her...
I'd known Kelly for years, since she and her family moved in twenty years ago. She was a pretty child, with blonde hair, and bright blue eyes, always happy, I always thought she'd grow into a pretty woman, marry, and make some guy very happy. I never did...
What's that on the floor? It looks like...oh, they're her panties. They were the ones she'd been wearing all day yesterday. Inspecting them, sweat stains, and some pussy juice too. Holding them to my face, tasting them, smelling them, my cock getting hard...
She was difficult to miss—a loud Russian with huge breasts. In truth, everything was of a bigger proportion, except height. She was always involved: in pool parties, and aqua aerobics, she'd be there, talking and laughing loudly with her compatriots. She...
I'd discovered a new experience, one of wanting to go to work, not for the love of the place, though that's for certain. It was through work that my panty collection was improving, both with Kate's scent and flavours on them. They were a little small and,...
I'd not seen Kate in a while, but when we did work together, it was like nothing had happened. There were other people around, so I didn't much mind. The same cheery waves and smiles, but no opportunity to talk to her, until the end of her shift. I was ou...
