Paige And The Old Guy Pt II Cassidy And The Hole In The Fence
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Through the Fence (Mom Enjoys Neighbor's Garden)(Based on "Through The Fence"; see credits at the end)*** This was and is an absurd story, but I liked the original anyway, especially after I (think I) improved it a little *** Michael Livingston lived in a quiet, older suburban neighborhood with his mother. His father had walked out on the two of them seven years earlier when he was just __ years old. Their house was on a corner and their next door neighbor was an older divorced woman, Mrs....
The week leading to Friday dragged, and every time I set eyes on Rebecca in the morning made it worse. I don’t know how many times I masturbated in the evenings but it was unhealthy for a forty-two-year-old man. All I could see when I lay down on the bed was a writhing teenager ploughing her pussy with her fingers and bringing herself off.At least, the day had finally arrived and I ate my evening meal at seven at the garden table; the neighbours were doing the same, their voices drifted over...
VoyeurA beautiful Spring evening, I head down to the yard with girlfriend Megan, I pull the car to a stop and we walk up to the stables. It's never on my favourite things to do, but the weather was too nice to say no. On the upside though, the stable girl, a friend of Megan's, Roxanne, was out and tending to the horses. She glides around the yard and it's hard not to follow her movements. Her lovely petite frame with brunette hair in a pony tail move around in the same quick manner that it always...
The fence separating mine and Rachel’s house had seen better days and in order to save my landlord money I had done a deal where if he supplies the wooden panels I would rip the old panels off and fit the new ones which by my reckoning would take about a day so today was the day that I was going to strip off the old wood as tomorrow the new panels would be arriving, such a simple plan.I had told Rachel last night during a brief conversation that I was planning on starting early and as she had...
The summer had been so terribly hot, and this weekend was turning out to be no different! I'd just closed on the house a couple of weeks ago and gotten moved in over the last few days. Everything seemed in place, and I'd unboxed all the "small stuff" earlier in the afternoon and had been putting it all in its various places. It didn't take as long as I thought, though, but my back was aching. The couple of beers I'd had a little while ago had me feeling right, and I was ready to test drive...
All I could think of by now was how soon before I would be able to go next door and fuck Jan. Having put on a show from my back yard and spurting at the fence were someone new was watching energized me even more. Jan later told me that her friend Alice who was watching my jackoff session talked non stop about what she had viewed and she even took her entire suit off, which I took notice of through the fence hole. Alice also a mature bbw was now horny as hell and Jan found it amusing that after...
Note : This story is completely fictional! The hurricane did lots of damage to our area but thankfully our condo complex was spared.The fence between our backyard and our neighbors was about the only thing that was damaged;two slats were broken out.The damaged part is in front of the garden and is hidden by a bush on our side. I guess thats why our neighbors never noticed it.Our neighbors Terri and Sal are both county police officers and Terri is the only female Sargent on the force and a real...
VoyeurALIEN SPECIMEN: The other side of the fence By: ROBO Rob enjoyed writing stories on the Internet about Men turning into Women and had fun reading them. He often found himself day dreaming to what this would be like if it would actually happen. He decided that of course he would only want to try out a female body temporarily. That would be fun! Still, he couldn't help but wonder if the grass was greener on the other side of the fence. Little did he know that this dream was going...
Elliot worked up some spit and let it drip slowly on to the head of his erection. Even in the pre-dawn summer night, heat pressed around his naked body, squeezing out a light sweat. He stood in a coccoon of bushes between his swimming pool and a backyard fence falling apart in sections. Shaggy shrubbery running the length of his yard kept the fence from falling completely over. The house on the other side had been vacant forever. He'd rather be having sex with his wife, Carolyn, but anything...
I was barely inside the door when Sylvia made two short knocks before letting herself in. It was about 10:00 P M and I really wasn't in the mood for company but when I saw the concern on her face I relaxed. "You look awful," she exclaimed. "How is our girl?" "She must be doing okay. She was bellyaching about having to spend the night alone when they kicked me out," I laughed. "You've been there all day. You look tired, want something to eat?" Without waiting for an answer Sylvia...
My cause will always be Africa, it’s close to my heart now, somewhere I felt like I belonged and I’ve always wanted to help as anyone who really knows me will tell you. However, helping Africa is my way of helping the world and I can see that not everyone will agree with me. Maybe we do need to sort out the problems of our own countries before we start worrying about the rest of the world. I guess there are so many problems in the world, and just not enough people with the drive or dedication...
The next two nights, Jim worked very hard to keep Susan on edge, sexually. He paid her extra attention, without going overboard, and was more affectionate than usual. Though they did not have sex, as such, Jim made sure to brush Susan’s breasts or her ass casually as often as he could. Since he had heightened her awareness of her body and its sensations this created quite a bit of heat in Susan’s loins. Jim did not let her cum, however. His goal was to drive Susan crazy with lust by...
It was during Harold Robinson’s sophomore year of high school that his parents purchased the ‘Roanoke Salvage Yard.’ The family moved from Lynchburg to Roanoke to reside in the house on the Salvage Yard property. Harold transferred to the Clay High school. Harold was a tall, quiet, studious, honest kid, who was a good basketball player. Some new students try to get attention by cutting up, or other disruptive behavior. Not Harold. To the contrary, he was self assured. He preferred to watch,...
Introduction: Just a fun little experience I had one summer:-) It was a beautiful summer day, and I decided to go out and sunbathe on the deck. I was going to be home alone during the days for the next two weeks, and I figured this would be the best chance I would get to just be lazy and enjoy the nice weather. I had a book and my water bottle, and was ready to lie out for as long as I felt like it. About 39 minutes after I lay down on the lounge chair, I heard a lawnmower start in the yard...
family Yard SalebySlickman©Note from Slickman: Been to a good yard sale lately? Have you found things that were very private that the people didn't know were out there? All rights reserved. *"HUGE family YARD SALE, Saturday, October 1, 2005. Multi-family. Lots of stuff. 102 Belmar Drive. No early birds. 8:00AM to Noon."Annie Flanagan read the ad one more time before sending it to the local newspaper. They only had one week to get everything out of storage and priced. She picked up the phone and...
Part 1: There Was A Young Boy Who Found A Rock Aaron had no problems helping his mother with her rock garden, but he wasn't exactly in love with the idea. The garden ran the length of the back of the house, save for a space for the back door, and was about three feet wide. There were thousands of rocks in the garden, some large, some small, some basically the size of pebbles. The rocks had been cultivated from vacation spots, field trips, stops on the side of the road, trips to the...
Note to readers: I am inspired by Pamela's wonderful "Mrs. Canvendish", which can be found on http://fictionmania.tv. Read it and you'll love it like I do. Please encourage her to continue this un-completed tale, as I have. It is the gentle, non-sexual story of Matt, a young man going it alone in life (a bit naively). He becomes gardener-helper-maid to the elegant, living-alone Mrs. Cavendish, who is fascinated by his long "not neat" hair, and insists on brushing it for him and...
Alan Fielding hurried home from the airport. He had been on a job in Chicago, but it was going so smoothly that he was able to leave a day early. His wife was not at home and he rushed up stairs to shower and change. He wanted to get out of the house before she came home. She wasn't expecting him and he planned to just leave her a note saying he had gone to the health club to unwind. He was hoping that Barbara, a new member of the health club, would be at her usual Thursday afternoon...
As I watched the guy mowing, he stopped for a moment to take off his shirt. I was pretty sure he couldn’t see me, and I was already pretty horny, so as I watched him through the trees, I slid my hand down to my crotch, sliding my bikini bottoms to the side, and slowly started to rub my pussy as I watched him mow. After a few minutes I started to cum, and I closed my eyes, trying not to make too much noise. I’m not sure when it happened, but the mower had apparently stopped. I looked across to...
After Jessica and Melissa left Dave and Steve put the dishes into the dish washer and wiped down the counter and table. Ok bud, let’s get some clothes on and get started on the yard, I think it’s gonna take a while to get that mess cleaned up. With that said both Father and Son went upstairs to dress. Up in his room Steve selected a pair of old shorts and tee shirt that he used for hanging around in and for jobs like yard work and mowing the grass, he grabbed a pair of briefs and was in the...
Everyone in the story is over 18 years old. This work of fiction is a product of the author’s imagination and the characters, incidents or dialog are not to be construed as real. This story includes scenes of graphic sex and should NOT be read by minors or anyone that might be offended by such filth. No one should publish or post this story anywhere else without the author’s written permission. The length of this story is around 13,000 words and takes up 4 pages on Lit. Tags used on this...
last summer i installed a privacy fence so i could go nude in the yard.my neighbors are a little older than me and seem to be religeous so out of respect id stay behind the garage when i was nude in the yard.i have a big yard and always wanted to roam free and naked in my yard so last summer when id get each paycheck id buy 5 sections of privacy fence.once i accumulated 15 sections i began construction.once i had about 10 sections up i noticed my neighbors loading their luggage in their car and...
I was returning to my district's bus yard to park my school bus for the weekend. It was Columbus Day weekend and I was excited for three days off. The streets were black without a single vehicle on it besides mine. The Lakewind High School District's transportation department was placed in the middle of nowhere. Lakewind Township consisted of vast farmland and miles of long, winding roads stretching across the hills. The bus yard was about twenty-five minutes away from the bustling, suburban...
Love StoriesI noticed the knot of young boys up ahead and my interest was piqued. Loud music rocked from the front porch - it was one of those well-earned, sweet hot days in late summer, a warm and voluptuous late afternoon. I calculated from behind my sunglasses as I swung down the street: 5 boys, ages 14 to 17, one swinging a golf club, all of them ducking their heads one by one and stealing long looks at me as I approached. The sun was behind my back was undoubtedly silhouetting my legs through my...
The gardener at the back yardI am a trophy wife and I know itMy loving husband Victor always has told me I am a trophy wife. I know it…On the first years I did not comprehend the real meaning, but after my forties, I understood it very clearly…Our sexual life was perfect; Victor fucked me wildly several nights a week and sometimes even during the early morning, before leaving to work…But I started to get insatiable… I needed more than my husband’s dick…But then I found the solution: the name...
The yard sale that changed my life. By Our Dairywoman Angel It all started with a yard sale. That's not really where most stories start, but it is where mine really begins. The elderly man who lived across the street from where I did, was selling a lot of items for really cheap. While I hadn't had much to do with him, I knew that his name was Nate Miller. I also knew that around six months before, his wife had vanished from his life. I didn't know if something had happened to him...
The “Yard” was what everyone called the auto repair shop out on State Road 41, that Eddie’s dad owned before he died. Like the house it was Eddies now, but Eddie didn’t know the first thing about repairing automobiles. He had a couple of guys that used to work for his dad working there. But according to Eddie the business wasn’t making money. The main reason the garage was called the ‘Yard’ because of the forty acres that the shop was built on. Now it is mostly grown over with vegetation....
The Skate Park—The yard job Jamie and me show up at Mr. Wilson's about 9:00 AM. I had recuited him the day before to help me do his yard. I promised him a mouth full of jizz—lol cheap labor.It was a big yard, about 1 ½ acre. Lots of trees and bushes, and wood chips. This would be an all day gig, then the “bonus” afterwards for Mr. Wilson and his friend, Johnny.Took us about 2 hours to do the front. Mow, trim some bushes, and a few bags of mulch. By now we were both pretty pumped up, and...
This is a true story.This took place back in the late 1970s when my wife at that time, we're now long divorced, and I were very horny young adults. We both had strong exhibitionist tendencies and, even though we had young k**s at home, we managed to do a lot of playing at night after the k**s were in bed upstairs.We liked to have sex down stairs, both in the living room with its big picture window, (the curtains open – of course), and in the dining room with its big sliding door that opened...
Used Panties In My Yard One Sunday I found a used pair of panties in my backyard not far from the fence that separates my yard from the Garrison’s backyard. I picked them up and looked at them. They were a small size, they were cotton, pink in color, and they had a cum stain in the gusset. I quickly assumed that they belonged to one of the Garrison girls but why did they toss them into my yard? After that I found another pair each Sunday morning. They were all the same size and...
I am not a yard sale kind of guy. However as I drove past this farmhouse way out in the country I saw a tiny sign that said “Yard Sale.” The sign was being held up by a very pretty young lady. She was wearing a bikini! How could I resist? I stopped as quickly as I could and backed up. As I pulled into the driveway the girl ran to the house. I sure enjoyed watching her ass gyrate as she ran. She called out and a slightly older girl came out of the house in a bikini too. I parked and got out...
I didn't have any clue how to find a partner for this, until I saw that my local rag had a 'seeking friends' section in the Personals. It was filled with people seeking fuck buddies (although, obviously, they didn't put it in those words), including guys seeking other guys. Striking up my courage, I answered the ad of a bi guy seeking other bi or bi-curious guys. He didn't take long to reply to my voicemail message, and before I knew it, I was heading to his place. As he lived with...
MAU: Morphic Adaption Unit The Other Side of the Fence Part One By Mr. 20 Inch Biceps Prologue Did you ever wake up and want to be someone else? That's pretty much where I'd found myself unexpectedly. Only the person I wanted to be was me. I was college educated and single. I was considered by many to be what some called 'handsome'. The only problem was I was a woman. Moreover, 'handsome' was...
Mau: Morphic Adaption Unit The Other Side of the Fence Part Two By Mr. 20 Inch Biceps Prologue What you're reading is my daily journal; or better put, my attempt at a daily journal. I admit I went into a tailspin after the accident; and that's why the missing months. I've also found that it's just easier to document events with as little dialogue as possible; I have much more important things...
MAU: Morphic Adaption Unit The Other Side of the Fence Part Three By Mr. 20 Inch Biceps Prologue I'm sorry part two ended so abruptly. I had to go out and buy another journal. To recap: I'm really a woman; but you wouldn't guess it by looking at me! I'm now a very handsome male bodybuilder named Justin. I'm six four, I weigh two hundred and forty three pounds, and am very muscular. I've been this...
MAU: The Other Side of the Fence Part 4 Redemption Thursday December 20th 2007 Well it took awhile for this journal to beckon me once again to its blank pages. I've lived alone now for awhile in what was once the apartment that Jack and I shared. It's been tough not having him around on a daily basis. Oh, sure I still see the big lug at work but it's been a real big adjustment not to have him to live with anymore. Like I have said many times before, we helped each other adjust...
Well the wife was going out of town yet again on her business trip and I needed to go to the farm and catch up on chores. Our farm is in the middle of nowhere and off the road quite apiece. So, Saturday morning I loaded up and headed out. The usual task were at hand, mowing weed eating and checking fences etc.I gassed the Kubota and started my day. A pleasant summer day great temperatures nice sun, all was well. As the day wore on, the sun and heat increased and I was soon stripping of my...
Mary looked over the card she received from the handsome man at the door to the porno shop in Central City. The well-dressed, black guy. The fellow who had driven her to tears of pleasure. The fellow she had John suck off with her as the last ditch effort to retain her sanity from the yard o’ beef they’d encountered in this gloryhole. The card read, ANSON BLAINE, CONSULTANT. That was all. She lay in bed that night, remembering his huge black cock…tasting it…fucking it…nursing on the...
I had hurt my foot and needed some help with cutting the grass and some light house work. I found an ad in the local paper for a grass cutting service. I contacted the service and asked if they had any female employees, not wanting a strange man around the house while I was having a problem. They offered to send a girl over and if I was happy they would offer me a contract to take care of the yard on a monthly basis.Mostly it was cutting the grass, trimming around the edges, and cleaning the...
LesbianI hate yardwork yet it seems like all I have been doing lately, and as soon as I get one project finished my wife adds three more since I was teaching at night from home due to the coronavirus. Granted last Tuesday was a great day for it, plenty of sunshine and not too humid, but it would have been a great day to go fishing too. My project for the day was to clean out a couple of flowerbeds that needed weeding and new mulch put down and to help me with this my wife had hired a local k** from a...
I live in an older neighborhood in a large wood framed house built, I think, around 1910. I bought the house as a fixer-upper, but being a single mom, I didn’t realize what I was getting into. I was working two jobs, one as a sales assistant at a local department store and the second tending a bar at a local tavern, after getting off from the first job. Often times, all I felt like doing when I got off at 2:30am, was going to bed and sleeping. I woke one morning about a week ago and went out...
Straight SexI excused my self to go put on dry clothes and left her alone on the back porch. When I came back she was gone. I thought of her leaning down and giving me a flash of her tits as I picked her up that morning. Her distress at having her whole body on display after being in the tub seemed out of character. Kate was excessively shy, or had a glitch in her mind. Either one was a problem I did not want in a relationship. I decided to be pleasant if Kate had gone home to change and came back,...
“Did they leave?” “I don’t know when they left, Peter. But the next morning when I woke up the only people in the Junkyard were Bull, Norma Jean, Lamar, Katie, and me.” “So, it was over?” She laughed. “I said it was the kind of story you had never heard before. We stayed for four days. One of the reasons for the extra time was that Norma Jean didn’t want Katie to leave the Junkyard with her black eye. She didn’t want to take the chance of the State Police running across her and seeing that...
I own one suit (charcoal gray) and one pair of dress shoes (black) to wear with it. When it comes to dress-up, I'm not really a Technicolor person. I bought them at the same time about six years ago to wear to my grandmother's funeral. Since then, I've worn them exactly twice; once to a friend's wedding and once to the funeral I'm going to tell you about. Since I work for the U.S. Forestry Service as a ranger in Idaho, I spend most of my time outside and that means suits and ties are...
Where i live on the coast we have a abundance of boat yards and jetty's and these are situated along foot paths that people walk along and exercise their dogs, this happened to me just before my seventieth birthday and remember it like it was yesterday.One of our neighbours was a gentleman in his sixty,s and was at some stage a master boat-builder in the dockyard and had retired a couple boat to take cruises with his wife and foster daughter who was 21 at the time, however a few months into...
“What the fuck Dawn!!!?” Shocked back into the throws of reality, I quickly look to my left. Sporting a countenance that is filled with anger stands Chrissy, with her hands on her hips and left foot tapping nervously. Now I’m in trouble… Mike pulls his cock out of me and sets me down. He is as stunned as I am as we stand there, arms still around each other. Chrissy has abruptly left the pool area and slams the front door of the gym as she stomps out. Knowing I must leave finds me quite...
My grandfather died when I was teen, and my grandmother never remarried. I had always wondered why, and sometimes I wondered if she dated. She would come over, and I used to wonder what she looked like naked, if her body was still in good enough shape for a man to be interested. She wasn’t bad looking at all. She had dark, jet-black hair, and I figured the color came from a bottle. Hell, I didn’t care. A person of 59 has to do what they have to do in order to look good, I...
I was returning to my district’s bus yard to park my school bus for the weekend. It was Columbus Day weekend and I was excited for three days off. The streets were black without a single vehicle on it besides mine. The Lakewind High School District’s transportation department was placed in the middle of nowhere. Lakewind Township consisted of vast farmland and miles of long, winding roads stretching across the hills. The bus yard was about twenty-five minutes away from the bustling, suburban...
Our gardener enjoys Ana at the back yard I arrived home very early that Thursday afternoon. As I walked through the living room, I heard a commotion noise outside the kitchen window. In the distance, I saw my lovely wife Ana and our Mexican gardener, Diego, a good man that usually makes some jobs. Upon closer examination outside, I saw Diego was doing more than just looking my wife. Ana was kicking and screaming as the man was fondling her right in the garden. My wife`s jean shorts covered...
ok, so i have been dating my girlfriend for almost three years now, shes blonde beautiful and looks just like her mom. Her mom is 54 brunette, with a average size breasts,and a skinny waist, complete with a nice round ass. When my girlfriend and I first started dating her mom was single. Afeter about a year and a half she started dating this guy. I can remember sitting downstairs with my girlfriend (mom and BF in bed)and since her bed was abouve the tv room i would always hear the bed moving....
It was a warm summer evening. My wife asked if I could set up the tent in the back yard.We had a couple of tents for camping trips, but hadn't used one in years. I shrugged, and went to find the larger two-person tent and get it set up.It took a few minutes, but then I had it up. I left the rain-fly off and left the screen windows open so it could air out, since it was a little musty having been rolled up for the last couple of years. Then I went and grabbed the inflatable mattress and started...
I arrived home on late afternoon and I heard a loud commotion noise outside the kitchen window. In the distance, I saw my lovely wife Ana and the Cuban gardener, Efrain, a good man that usually we hired to do some jobs.But after taking a closer look outside, I saw Efrain was doing more than just arguing looking my wife. Ana was kicking and screaming as the man was fondling her curvy body right there in the yard.My wife`s jean shorts covered her nice shapely buttocks, but now she was topless....
It is the time of year for those of us who like working in the yard, suit up to tackle the yard work. It was Saturday and it started early trimming the bushes and was just finished the front lawn. I had worked up a good sweat and felt the sweat as it trickled down back and settled between my ass cheeks. I found wearing a soft jock under my loose shorts is more comfortable and allows for more ventilation. It was then, I heard the car pull into my driveway...I had forgotten my scheduled hook up...
It was only mid May and the temperatures were already in the low nineties. The early heat had brought heavy rains with it causing the lawn and garden grow wild and fast leading to long afternoons of yard work in the hot sun. The wife and I had spent the better part of the morning pulling weeds and mowing but after hours of work, we were finally finishing up and would be able to relax for the rest of the day. Its was Saturday so we both had the next day off and could get away with having a few...
About 20 years ago, when we were in our early 40s, my wife and I went for a walk through a small forest near my son's elementary school. It was an early summer evening, so school was out, but there were two groups of adults playing softball in the school yard. We could hear their yelling and the occasional "ping" of the aluminum bats.My wife is an attractive brunette, 5'5" with blue eyes, a great smile, and a delightful English accent. Sex has always been a source of great pleasure for both of...
About 20 years ago, when we were in our early 40s, my wife and I went for a walk through a small forest near my son's elementary school. It was an early summer evening, so school was out, but there were two groups of adults playing softball in the school yard. We could hear their yelling and the occasional "ping" of the aluminum bats.My wife is an attractive brunette, 5'5" with blue eyes, a great smile, and a delightful English accent. Sex has always been a source of great pleasure for both of...
This part is true, my wife has been lusting over one a black man who takes care of our neighbor across the street's yard. She is 64 and I am 70 and he is probably late 30s or 40. She said the other day that she wondered if he would like to "trim her bush." I told her he probably would and she should go ask him. She just laughed but here is what I imagined happened.I saw her go over and start talking with him and saw a big grin come on his face and him nodding his head yes. Then saw him take out...
Our gardener enjoys Ana at the back yardI arrived home very early that Thursday afternoon. As I walked through the living room, I heard a commotion noise outside the kitchen window. In the distance, I saw my lovely wife Ana and our Mexican gardener, Diego; a good man that usually makes some jobs. Upon closer examination outside, I saw Diego was doing more than just looking my wife. Ana was kicking and screaming as the man was fondling her right in the garden.My wife`s jean shorts covered her...