“John?” John Davies looked up from his book at the man standing beside the table. “Yes. You are Geoff?” The man held out a hand and John shook it. “Can I get you a drink?” “Er. I’m on Scotch.” “Me too,” Geoff said and headed for the bar. John watched him go and felt the butterflies in his stomach. He’d never done anything like this before. Geoff Parker walked with confidence and was soon returning with the drinks. He took a seat and held his glass up. John lifted his and they touched together. There was silence as they savoured the warming, golden liquid. It was Geoff who broke… 続きを読む

“Ben I……Oh! Sorry! Sorry I didn’t…..er…..” “Mu-um!” “Yes! Sorry love. I was just – er – just……I’ll…..I’ll let you get on.” Jenny backed out of her son’s bedroom closing the door behind her and smiling as she hurried downstairs to the kitchen. She was busy making the coffee when she heard him behind her. She turned and smiled. “Breakfast won’t take a minute, love.” Ben gave a little grunt but avoided eye contact. There was an embarrassed silence for a while before he spoke or to be more exact, mumbled. “Sorry, Mum. I didn’t mean…..well, you know.” Jenny smiled at him. “Ben, love… 続きを読む

Don’t run away with the wrong idea. It was my actions which led my father to fuck me although he took to it with a lot of enthusiasm after he got used to the idea that I was a young woman with a very active sex drive. Nothing i*****l either. Let me explain. I was a shy, eighteen year old girl. A little studious and with no really good dress sense. Hair was always in a pony-tail and I never bothered with make-up. I would clam up when I meet a member of the opposite sex and the boys at college finally gave up trying to entice me out of my clothes. All of which is probably why I wasn’t as… 続きを読む

“Mu-um! I’m Home” “In the kitchen, Darling!” Callie hung her coat on the hallway hook and walked into the kitchen. Suzanna looked up from the table where she was finishing off some paperwork as she prepared the evening meal and smiled at her daughter. “How was school?” she asked. “I can’t wait until these exams are over and get to Uni,” the girl replied and slumped down on a chair opposite her mother. Callie laughed, her face lighting up as she did so and Callie smiled back at her. She loved her mother’s laugh. It was infectious and she wished she looked more like her. There were cer… 続きを読む

“I’m sorry love,” Jason said into his mobile phone. “It just fell down and there’s no way we can get any further up here on the moors.” The snow was unexpected and sudden and had caused a white-out. The high moor road was open and desolate and the white sheet had quickly drifted and blocked any forward progress and retreat. “Yes, she’s safe and here. Can you let the rescue teams know where we are, please. We’re in good shape. I filled up before I picked Callie up and I’ve got some drinks so we can hold out til morning.” He handed the phone to his daughter. “Hi, Mum! Yes. Don… 続きを読む

Anabelle Ford, the Teacher “And the, ladies, was Renaissance woman. Now I want you to study what we’ve been going over and come back to me with some of the major problems women in the 14th to 16th century would come up against and please, PLEASE, don’t stick to the usual hygiene problems. Let your mind expand and come up with something original.” Anabelle looked at her class. Thirteen girls. University calling and all ambitious. Her mind flitted back to her own school days. The keenness to learn and understand. Not so many years ago. She had once sat, enthralled by her studies like… 続きを読む

Chris Marr’s all for Bet “Unghhhhhh! Unghhhh Ohhhh! Yes! Ohhhhh.” Bet held her husband close, her breath short, and felt his breath in her ear as he grunted his cumming. He went limp and lay, a dead weight, on her hot body. “Oh, that was beautiful, Baby,” he panted at last. “Still got the old oomph, Eh?” “Mmmm,” she said feeling the early tinglings of her own orgasm fade into the distance. “Can you just roll off me, love?” “Why?” “I got to go outside.” “Oh, dear. Old bladder not what it was?” “Something like that,” she said as he rolled onto his back. She swung her legs off… 続きを読む

“Mum! MUM!” Ann looked round. Jess was waving at her from the far side of the barrier. There weren’t many people at the airport and Ann smiled as she saw her and headed towards the girl, her suitcase wheels sending out a gentle hum on the smooth airport floor. “Jess!” she said and they embraced. “Jeff’s just gone to get the car and he’ll meet us outside,” the girl said as the two women headed towards the doors of the terminal. “How was the flight?” “Uncomfortable,” Ann said with a smile. “I swear if they could fly you standing up they would. It’s the only way they could squeeze more… 続きを読む

Owed to Joy “Mum?” Toni said as she sat at the table looking at the computer screen. “What’s this thing with Mr Daniels?” “What thing?” Joy Andrews asked moving over beside her daughter and staring down at the screen. Toni pointed to the figures on the screen. “He owes nearly seven grand!” . “bloody Hell!” Joy said. “I didn’t realise it had got that high.” “Mum! You really are the limit. You’re running a business here! You have to keep on top of things like this. This guy is taking the piss!” “I know but he’s been having cash flow problems recently and….” “And noth… 続きを読む

“Ohhhhhh!” Sarah’s head jerked up as the hand connected with her bare buttocks. “Please, Mum! Please! Pleeeeeease!” Smack! Another blow stung her “Agggghhhhh!” “This will teach you for being a dirty little slut!” Smack!” Ohhhhh! Fuuuuuuuuck!” Sarah wriggled but her ankles were too firmly tied to the back legs of the dining table chair and her wrists handcuffed to the front legs. Small breasts wobbled slightly at each blow and her belly was a little sore from the chair back. “You’re a little whore aren’t you?” her mother’s voice was harsh and gutteral. “Yes!”… 続きを読む

It was a shock to Tom. He was a man who’d looked after himself and his family all his life. A loving husband and a devoted father. Life had dealt him a bitter blow when his wife, the mother of their daughter Karen, had left and Tom decided that he would just enjoy himself from then on. Karen was, by that time, married and off his hands so he could do as he pleased and with whom he pleased and there were many ladies who pleased him immensely. Not least of whom was Annie Davies, a woman of a similar age to himself, the Chairwoman of the local Women’s Institute and mother of the local vicar… 続きを読む

“Hi, Mum,” “Tom?” Toni said. What is it?” “Nothing. Just saying hi.” The boy said looking at his mother. “Oh, Hi,” Toni said a little flustered. “We got a study afternoon so I thought I’d come and see if you needed anything doing.” “Er, Tom,” “Yes, Mum?” “Have you noticed anything?” Tom stood and looked at his mother. “You’ve had your hair coloured,” he said at last. “Covered the grey ones.” “No,” Toni said “It’s not that, love. It’s….. What do you mean ‘grey ones’/ I don’t have grey hairs do I?” She turned to look in the mirror and saw her son, slig… 続きを読む

“Where is this?” Lisa said as Dave pulled into the small parking area. It’s where I used to play as a boy,” he said switching off the engine. “My mates and I were over here all the time.” “All boys together, eh?” she laughed. “I think we know what you were playing. Or at least what you were playing with!” “I won’t deny there were a lot of tired arms when we were thirteen.” She laughed. “Did you ever do it for your friends? Or them for you?” “Of course,” he said with a smirk. “Are you going to tell me you never helped one of your girlfriends out?” “It’s different for girls,” Lisa sai… 続きを読む

“Comfortable, Dad?” Karen asked as her father eased himself as best he could with both arms and a leg in plaster and a a face that looked like it had gone ten rounds with Audley Harrison. “Yes, love,” Tom said. “Sorry to be dumped on you like this.” “It’s not a problem, Honestly! If I can’t look after my old dad in his hour of need, what kind of a daughter am I?” “A good one. You always have been. Especially when your mother went. I don’t know how I’d have coped.” Karen bent over and gave him a kiss on the forehead. “Well, you just take it easy and I’ll make you a coffee.”… 続きを読む

“First may I offer my deep condolences, Mrs Davies,” Bradford Walker, solicitor and lifetime family friend said as he shook hands with the young woman who stood before him. “Your grandmother was a lovely woman.” “Thank you,” Jenny Davies said as she closed the door behind the two people who had just entered. “I thought it would be better to do this here, at your home, rather than the office,” he went on as he took a seat in the lounge, acknowledging the other woman and man also there. “And I have brought along Carol Summers to answer any medical questions you might wish to discuss.”… 続きを読む

“Mum!” “Tony!” It was one of those awkward moments when time stood still. Coming in from school, Tony had heard a noise as he passed his mother’s bedroom and looked in. Lyn lay on the bed wearing only a man between her long, shapely legs. As Tony took in the scene the man looked up. “Oh, Fuck!” the boy said an turned and left. He heard the struggle as he stormed into his own room and slammed the door. He threw himself on the bed and lay there, thoughts racing in his mind. It was a soft knock on the door a few moments later and it opened. Lyn, now wearing a silk kimono, ca… 続きを読む

Sunshine, in winter, can be deceptive. It was cold. bloody cold. The admittedly small cliffs at Margate were nevertheless high enough and open enough to suffer the full blast of an Easterly wind coming straight from Siberia. But dog’s need to be walked and like a good and responsible dog owner, I was walking my dog. He was busy investigating the passing of previous quadrupeds with his nose and I stood and looked out over a steel-grey sea. Small waves lapping onto what was left of the sand at high tide. “Excuse me,” a voice said behind me. It was soft and obviously female. I turned a… 続きを読む

“……And get onto the suppliers and ask them what the fuck they’re doing.” Anita was saying as she stepped into the lift. “Will do first thing tomorrow.” “What’s wrong with doing it now?” “It’s ten twenty seven at night and there’s no-one there,” John said patiently as he pressed the button to take them to the tenth floor of the office building. Anita looked at her watch and let out a loud sigh. “Oh Shit, is it?” she said. “Amy will go fucking mad at me!” “Surely she’s used to it by now,” John said absent mindedly as he made notes on the sheaf of papers he was carrying. “S… 続きを読む

Twas the night before Christmas and nothing was stirring The cat by the fireside were dreamily purring The c***dren in bed in their dreamy heads romping With Goblins and Fairies on whom they were stomping The snow lay so thick that the rooftops were covered And in bed many ladies with kisses were smothered. Each Daddy was giving each Mummy a treat By filling her up with eight inches of meat. While mummy sighed softly and whispered her love And urged her man on for that hard final shove. “Oh fuck me, you bastard, my cunt is on fire” They’d say while her husbands trend not to expire.… 続きを読む

Karen bit her lips and gripped the bedrails hard. Her whole body was arching and she could feel the scream building in her lower belly. Lower even. About the spot where Mark’s tongue was flicking and probing. Her hips were writhing and she could hear the sound as his tongue worked on her driving her higher and higher into that plane of pleasure she had come to know since they had become lovers just three short months ago. The sound was bursting from her and she was at the brink of the orgasmic cliff and about to step off when he stopped. His head moved and she felt his lips on her thi… 続きを読む