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By Docker5000 Chapter 1 John Holmes was in his room talking to one of his friends over the internet. He was in America. His family had taken him to America as a reward for him doing well in his final exams. John had done better than his friend in his exams and were was his folks taking him as a reward. To his uncles bloody caravan on the Welsh Coast. John truly couldn’t believe this his parents could well afford to take him abroad. But his father begrudged taking too much time off...
We were not to see Jamie for quite some time. His parents became pleased that he was making new friends and seemed far less shy than he had been. They were a little puzzled that that had seem to happen while he had been in their caravan on his own. Chris suggested that he might have met a young lady while he had stayed down there. We both laughed like drains when they had left.That week when Jamie had been on his own, I left him deliberately alone with Chris. I had been told about a local...
CARAVAN GIRL by Ingrid Halb Chapter 1 Zedaniel Hagers was having the worst day of his life and it was still mid-morning. Here he was on the run and his car just up and pukes out on him in the middle of nowhere. Not that yesterday was a whole lot better. How often does the local crime boss find out that you took over 100K credits of his money? Imperial credits no less, not that local slag that passes for money on this planet. This was real money, which meant he was really...
My parents broke up during my first year of university. I think without me there, they just didn't have anything in common anymore.Before that, every summer my parents would save coupons from newspapers and go on the cheap holidays they offered, as it was all we could afford.On the phone with my mother one night, she lamented that we wouldn't be going on our little holidays any more. She sounded so sad and lonely, it was painful, I just wanted to cheer her up."Why don't just me and you go?" I...
Hiya....Recently My Mum has been abit Low on money and the bills keep piling in , and she had been quite stressed the passed few weeks , Normally we go on holiday abroad this time of year , But due to her money problems we have not been , My auntie phoned my mum up and asked her to come down to wales for a few days in the caravan just to get away from evrything ,her friend had a spare caravan for a few weeks and agreed to let us stay and told us the weather was great.she asked me to come , i...
When he had started work the previous summer his duties had been described as a helper for whoever wanted his assistance, a general dogsbody in other words, grass cutting to photocopying was all included on his days agenda. He was 5’10” tall, blonde, thinly framed with a very boyish look that belied his years. He lived in at the park and had being given one of the static caravans as his base. This was a whole new beginning for James having to earn a living and look after himself but his mother...
I’ve just had another great weekend away in the caravan and I ended up fucking another club member when I was there. I arrived at the rugby field at Ambleside in the Lake District just as the rally had opened. While booking in with the steward’s running the weekend, I noticed her friend sitting next to her lean forward and I could not help but get an eyeful down this woman’s strappy top, no bra and suntanned tits all the way down to her nipples. There was just something about her that held my...
It was a lovely august weekend and we had gone away for the weekend to stay with friends on a nice carvan site. They recently bought it so we gave it a try and to be fair it was pretty nice. It was your typical site where as soon as you drove in you could see the sites club house and arcades, the big lake and the tennis courts. Once we enter the site we drove to what seemed like the furthest caravan at the back. We parked up and got out. I had drove down with my parents and we was meeting up...
Hi I'm Kyle I'm 21 from Manchester This really happened to me a couple of weeks back and I thought I'd share it with you all hope you enjoy .Right , about a month ago I split up with my girlfriend Lucy , we had a massive fight I ended up smashing up the apartment and I got arrested for it ,We had been together for over a year and lived together but seen as it was her flat I had to move back home with my Mu.m which her boyfriend wasn't too happy about seen as though we hated each other .My head...
I'm Kyle 19 m Uk This is how a weekend visit to my aunties Caravan in Wales ended up a being the best sexual experience of my life .........Not too long ago I split up with my girlfriend and my head was all over the place .My mum told me I should go down to Wales with her for the weekend down to My aunties caravan just to take my mind of things and see my Auntie Karen and the k**s who I've not saw for near enough a year .That Friday we drove down and met up with them , the weather was roasting...
Chapter 1 Mrs Watkins My name is Tom and my sister is called Laura. I am 18 years of age and she is now 19. My sister Laura and I had always had a special relationship ever since we were 11 and 12. One day whilst in my room I had been jerking my boy penis and the sounds must have reached into her room I suddenly felt a draught on my ass I turned and there was Laura in the doorway. “Oh shit” I exclaimed and started to replace my shorts and pants “What ya doin?” she asked with a sly...
After getting home with Chris; she started getting lunch and we sat down to eat it. Her friend, Sharon,, suddenly walked in. She kissed Chris on the neck and groped one of her tits and then looked at me. "Oh! You're here." She said."Yes I am." I replied. I have no idea why she was so hostile to me, after all I was no threat to her. I liked the idea of Chris having friends and the thought that Sharon was lesbian didn't worry me in the least. I finished my lunch and went back out. I found myself...
“You’re supposed to be setting us a good example.” Khalid laughed as he flopped down next to me quickly followed by his two schoolmates. “Fu…To Hell with that!” I laughed, “I deserve one after a walk like that.” Still laughing at me puffing and panting the boys whispered something, then Khalid turned to me and asked nervously; “Do you really want a smoke?” “I was supposed to have given up…but…yes… at this minute I would absolutely love one.” I replied. “Jonny,”...
Shantar let his pony pick its own path through the gathering darkness. It had been a long day, and only the memory of his anger was left to keep him from nodding off in the saddle. A few of the brightest stars glimmered feebly through a tattered veil of high clouds, and none of the moons would be up until later in the night. At last, he caught a faint odor of wood smoke. His pony pricked up its ears and walked a little faster, eager to join the pony herd it could smell and hear somewhere...
Memories of my youth. I was 20 and just finished my second year at Uni. The summer break was due in a week’s time and my lectures were done so I thought I would head home early and catch up with my old pals. I didn’t want to use what little cash I had left on a train ticket so I decided to hitch hike. Using my student pass I got the early bus from town out to the roundabout on the main trunk road, where I had successfully hitched a lift before. I had brought with me a piece of cardboard on...
This is my first post, so constructive criticism is welcome. This is based on the true story of one of my first sexual experiences. When I was 17 in my summer holidays, a big group of us decided to go camping. There were five guys and four girls, but I was the youngest of the bunch, with the rest being around 20. The nine of us piled into two cars with a load of camping gear, and set off on our road trip. When we pulled up to the campsite about 2’oclock, Fred and I left the others to set up...
Straight SexI am a cd.Have been for years.I like to wear thighhigh white socks,white cotton panties and a long white shirt which i suppose simulates a mini dress after a fashion. I only wear this attire in private of course and would fantasise about what it would be like to actually engage in passive sex with an older more knowledgeable man at the controls so to speak.to supplement my gay sex was concerned.Untill I went to a caravan park. I neede a short break from things in general so I took a few days...
First TimeIt had been over a year since their last holiday, work commitments putting pay to any of their plans. Then Nicola's workmate explained she had a family caravan in Scotland, and a short break seemed more than possible. Peter and Nicola had been together since university and moved in together soon after. Since graduating and finding employment, they had found themselves dropping into a rut, each day falling into the same routine. Their sex life equally had dropped off to the occasional effort...
Gay MaleHelen and her son Mark used to go on camping and caravan holidays regularly during the school holidays. A caravan had been booked on the North Wales coast for them to share.It was late afternoon when they got there and while Helen busied herself tidying up the caravan and making them both beans on toast, Mark emptied the car"I'll sleep in this bunkbed" Mark declared.They took a stroll round the campsite after supper and Mark pecked his Mum dutifully on the cheek before settling into his little...
We've lived next to our naighbours for over 18 years. They bought an old cottage down the lane to the side of our house. Over the years they did a lot of hard work renovating the property and extending it even building a Garage with guest flat above it. Some years ago when theirs and our kids were young the caravan arrived and off they went on there annual holidays. Ken my husband and I our tent people, Ken has always mocked pulling a shell around behind you and living in a box whilst on...
EroticMemories of my youth… From Part 1 … Bob obviously knew the road well and sure enough a few minutes later he pulled into a small lay-by; long enough to accommodate the car and caravan but no room for other vehicles. ‘Will this be okay Jenny’? ‘This will do nicely Bob’. My mind was racing and my cock was aching … oh man this could be really something special!Bob got out, went to the boot and collected a folding chair and newspaper. He plonked the chair on the grass verge and casually sat down to...
A politically correct married guy encounters genuine slut trailer trash times three: [Chas, Beth and Erica's road-trip between college and university]It was either the local caravan park or three weeks at my mother-in-law’s. Some choices in life aren’t really options.Fiona and I were just back from working in Japan for two years. I had taught ESL and so had Fee with a TESSOL Certificate. We were now waiting for the rental lease on our house to expire so we could really be home. Fiona was happy...
A few months after I’d been to Jonathan’s Uncles Caravan I got a call from him. “You free this Saturday afternoon?” I answered that I could be he said “See you at the caravan at 2pm” “Ok”. As Saturday fast approached I must admit I was feeling quite horny I hadn’t had a good sex session for quite some time.I drove up to the Caravan and got there a little early, 1:45. As I parked up and got out to admire the view, it was a beautiful day and I could see for miles over the rolling hills, as I took...
CARAVAN COURTESAN An oasis blooms Where there is sorest need, Opening like the petals Inside the deflowering Of a virgin's vaginal. We are dwellers of the desert, Drenched in sun, Light and warm, Nipples as expectant As the needles of a pine tree Awaiting a once-in-a-lifetime Rainstorm. Your breasts are peaches Touched with the blush Of the morning's flush Of dawn, and I want one, No, both of them; I hunger For their sweet and juicy meat. Vagabonds, Where are you...
Our three boys were at various camps so we could take a vacation where WE wanted to go. I's always wanted to try "caravanning", which is what traveling in an RV is called in Britain, so I rented a nice sized rig. Not a monster but big enough to be comfortable and yet easy to handle in traffic. Courtney wouldn't help drive it and our destination was fairly far away so I asked the eighteen-year-old son of my older sister to come along. I did warn him that there would be times he'd have to...
Her name was Kim and I ended up dating her as she was a very kinky girl and Edd could not handle her erotic suggestions . Kim and I married the following year and for twenty five years we have had a blast , we have been involved with swingers , sex clubs , and beastiality weekends. This story starts after we got married , knowing what Kim was like and me enjoying the same , we tried to find places to go where the we could find sex fun and caravan parks was our first. Arriving late one...
I first saw the two woman of about sixty when I arrived back at my caravan after I had been walking all day. They had arrived in their caravan while I had been walking and I thought it would spoil the solitude I had been enjoying as the only person on the caravan site. It was late September and most people had had their holidays. I enjoyed the quietness. Should I go over and introduce myself, or should I have a shower, which I definitely needed.
Somewhere between the coastal towns of Sherringham and Cromer there is a small caravan site. Set on the side of a grassy slope are around half a dozen pitches with fine views around the organic farm on which its a part of. Normally this would be a delightful place to be but today..............................The wind howled around the caravan, rain beat on the windows but the sound it was making on the roof threatened to drown out the cries of our lovemaking. Rachel's small cock was tucked...
went for a four night break in a caravan park in the borders of scotland the morning before we left the wife told me no sex this week ive just started my period , so that was me two of us alone and still no sex , anyway went away and thought we might as well enjoy our break as much as possible , we got there got settled in , then went out for a meal and a drink , met a few people chatted into the early hours of the morning said our goodbyes we went back to our caravan and slept till next...
‘I think we should take this inside, before we get a bit toocarried away in public,’ giggled Roxy. She opened her caravan and led me inside. In there, she pushed me down onto the bed, slipped off her heels, and jumped up so she was stood one leg either side of me. Very slowly she began to drop her skirt to reveal a shear black thong and I could already tell, even in the dim lighting, that she was completely shaven. She then removed her top and bra, freeing her stunning boobs, her nipples small...
I had been going out with her Mum for about 6 months, when Carly, her younger sister, her Mum and me went for a short break to a caravan park on the coast. Carly was just 16 and in her final year at school. She was a very attractive girl and had had a string of boyfriends over the few months I had known her. Although I am a normally red-blooded male, I had never looked at her in 'that way' before - she was too close to my own k**s ages for that! And, in any case, her Mum was an a****l in bed,...
This is in continuation from the Caravan of maids. Do read it to get a heads up on the situation which I pleasurably had fallen into. My maid conquest goes on. As I alighted from the maid’s Car and made my way to the “sahib” crowd among my cousins and uncles and aunts, I was wondering who to score on tonight. Sullu was a given, a typical “ghar ki kheti” someone i could access when it was convenient for me, so I pushed her idea aside. Next was Pushpa. Well, she was at home now, I could access...
Among the many maids I scored with, there was one which was note worthy due to its compounding effect and the multiple fruits it bore. Ok let me not beat around the bush . I’ll lead you to the story now. As always, I insist that the run up to the actual act is much more fun and exciting , than the act itself. Summers and I had to go for my training to Delhi. My Uncle and aunt resided in Noida in a rather huge house which was full of everything but space. Everything was in your face, how else do...
Hi Im Kyle , i am 6 ft 2, slim-athletic build , dark brown hair ,blue/green eyesi am 19 years old and have a huge cock for my age ,(9.5) when erect.My Auntie is called Liz , she is about 5 ft8 , quite chubby , brown hair , huge drooping tits, fair skinned My auntie liz owns a static caravan down in wales and usually stays there for a few weeks each year if the weathers nice.A few weeks ago Liz phoned my mum and invited us all to stay for a few nights just to catch upon things and see them. But...
‘I think we should take this inside, before we get a bit toocarried away in public,’ giggled Roxy. She opened her caravan and led me inside. In there, she pushed me down onto the bed, slipped off her heels, and jumped up so she was stood one leg either side of me. Very slowly she began to drop her skirt to reveal a shear black thong and I could already tell, even in the dim lighting, that she was completely shaven. She then removed her top and bra, freeing her stunning boobs; her nipples small...
Straight SexHaving sadly been widowed some time ago, my relationship with Pete changed somewhat. I no longer had Ken at home to share my thoughts with and I rattled around in the house it seemed. Jane was busy with her art business and was very understanding about me needing support. Jane had become a good friend, we never mentioned my relationship with Pete. all though over the past three years it had become obvious that she had set me up to satisfy her man, and I had to say I have been very well...
EroticI took my trailer caravan to a campsite in France. The day after I arrived an English married couple arrived riding bicycles. They introduced themselves as as Ted and Muriel. I told them I was Peter. From their packs they took a small tent, which I think is called a ‘bivvy’ and erected it. That night the heavens opened and the rain was so heavy that the noise on the roof of my van woke me up. After a while there was a banging on the van door and Teds voice called out to let them in. I was...
Several summers ago, my old buddy and I booked a caravan in Devon but at the last moment he had to back out leaving me on my own.But it turned out to be to my advantage. Arriving on the Friday, I found that I had been allocated a van at the far edge of park. After unpacking I took a beer and my book to relax on the deck. After about an hour a couple in their late sixties passed by and being pleasant, I said good evening. They stopped and introduced themselves as my neighbours Basil and Thelma....
About a month after I’d been to the cinema I decided to ring the number given to me, it rand a couple of times and then this voice answered “Hello” “Hi I was the one in the cinema” “Oh I wondered if you’d ring you want to meet up?” “Maybe”, he said “I’ll meet you at the park entrance on Thursday 2pm” “Ok”.I was parked outside the entrance when this little car drew up behind me, he got out and opened my passenger door and there was the blond lad from the cinema, the one I’d been watching and who...
I took my trailer caravan to a campsite in France. The day after I arrived an English married couple arrived riding bicycles. They introduced themselves as as Ted and Muriel. I told them I was Peter. From their packs they took a small tent, which I think is called a "bivvy" and erected it. That night the heavens opened and the rain was so heavy that the noise on the roof of my van woke me up. After a while there was a banging on the van door and Teds voice called out to let them in. I was naked...
MasturbationA Working Man 1 Ann barely slept at all and every time he woke he felt a sinking thump in his belly at exactly what had become of him and his so-called holiday; exactly how sickeningly poor his situation was. At 5am, with nothing better to do and nowhere warm and comfortable to go, Ann eventually decided to walk to the farm where Jeb worked - where he would be working today. It gave him an awful sense of dread but still an essence of fervour. There was a still a tiny part...
Chapter Twenty Seven Lowest of the Low 1 The morning after the boxing match, Burt Harper woke up feeling great. Yes, he'd taken some licks but he'd given out far more than he'd got back and all things considered he was glad of it. He was the champion! He was officially the toughest bloke for miles around and he couldn't wait until later when he'd be able to strut into the village and hear all the congratulations; see the adoring glances from the women. This was what being...
Original Story by Eric - Expanded Edition by Emma In which...wishing to avoid a dull visit to her grandmother, Lady Ann Neville takes drastic steps; giving her a holiday from herself and getting a little too much information on how the lower orders live. Chapter One Lady & Servant 1 England 1908. It seemed to Burt that his life was always spent with his face pressed against the glass. He worshipped Lady Ann Neville more than he did god in church, but...
Ups & Downs 1 The real Burt meanwhile, stared out with his new eyes at the disappearing English countryside, an elegant shawl wrapped around his shapely legs. In no time they were at the railway station and he was helped down from the carriage. It was a marvel to be walking through the milling people. Up until now Burt had only spent time in Griply Hall. Now he was outside in the real world, surrounded by ordinary people; either his equals or betters in his normal life. Now,...
"I Am Who I Am" 1 Lady Ann woke up feeling extremely grumpy. She'd just had what had to have been the worst night's sleep of her life. She'd staggered home pissed in the early hours of the morning, vomiting several times on the way home and then had to make her bed up when she got back to the hay barn above the stable. As a mere stable hand, Burt wasn't given proper lodging. Now she was living his life she literally had to roll out his thin straw mattress every night and put it...
The Exchange 1 Burt was shoveling dirty hay from the floor of one of the stable stalls when Ann approached him, a mischievous expression on her face. His sleeves were rolled up past his elbows as he worked. She watched him for several minutes, staring at his rippling muscles; the careless attitude he had in his body language, entirely devoid of decorum. He obviously didn't care one whit about the way he carried himself or looked with his scruffy clothes and deliciously...
An Unwelcome Change of Plan 1 "Burt" woke up at the crack of dawn and breathed a sigh of relief. It had been right swell to get away from his life as a prissy stuck-up lady but, despite some reservations, he'd more than had enough of being Burt and looked forward to becoming one of the quality again. He'd loved the carousing and the fights and he loved shagging that tart Mavis, but the plummeting drop in status had been horrible, knowing that everyone looked down on him; even the...
You Have to do the Right Thing 1 Lady Ann Neville opened her eyes very quietly, without moving any part of her body, feeling the warmth and the comfort of this opulent bedroom; the silk sheets with a terrible poignancy. When she next went to sleep it would be on a rolled out straw mattress in a hayloft open to the elements, rats crawling through the shadows only yards away from her. And she wouldn't have this lovely soft slender body anymore that felt more comfortable and real...
Angie dropped Trish at Alicante airport, their goodbyes were a little tearful but not overly sad, it was more like good friends saying goodbye, yes they had been lovers for a week and a bit but both seemed content to accept that it was a holiday fling and not try and make any more of it. Neither of them had previously been with a girl before, neither had gone looking for a girl on girl relationship, it just sort of happened. Trish was a pretty happy go lucky sort of girl, she took what life...
Diverting Pastimes 1 After breakfast, Burt was wandering through the duchess's huge town house, simply enjoying yet another day off from mucking out the stables and lifting sacks of grain. He was convinced he had the better part of the deal he and his beloved Lady Ann had made, even if he had written her a note to give her the fortnight off. It still seemed incredible to him that he'd been able to write that note - and sign it with her very own signature; but it wasn't the only...
For our holiday this year we decided to return to Croatia and landed at Split airport in rain and after a 90 minute coach transfer we arrived in Makarska where it was sunny. The mountains behind the town looked stunning. After unpacking we had lunch in the hotel and walked the short distance to the harbour where I took some pictures of the boats and the mountains with my new camera. Earlier in the year I had bought a Fuji Film FinePix XP130 to take snorkelling and although it is last years...
Chapter Thirty Six Swapping Back 1 Burt Harper had a terrible feeling in the pit of his stomach when he woke up next morning in Mavis's bed at the Dog & Pony. It wasn't because he was thinking about anything in particular that was troubling him but more like... more like he'd had a night crammed with nightmares that he couldn't now remember. He lay for a while, trying to piece the images he still had together but he couldn't. All he had was a vague sense of alarm; an...
For a change we thought we would leave booking a holiday until the last minute and go for the cheapest holiday in any country, with any star rating of hotel and any flight from our nearest airport. Our only criteria was that it had to be half board so we knew we would have a breakfast and evening meal in case we ended up in the middle of nowhere. We got a three star hotel on the coast in Croatia, nearly 2 hours drive from the airport and with flights that were probably the first off the...
For several years Jean and I had not been able to take a holiday abroad as we had several dogs that we had taken in and it was expensive to put them in kennels. Having only one dog now we were able to go to Spain and flew from Gatwick to Alicante. Arriving at the hotel late in the evening we spent the next morning exploring the facilities. Outside there was a swimming pool, bar, lots of sun beds and an area with tables and chairs. Late in the morning the temperature was rising and the staff...
Tiffany POVMy god, the day I had been waiting for was finally here. Ever since my older sister went on her first holiday without our parents, I'd been counting down the days. Her holiday didn't sound nearly wild enough for my liking though. School had closed a week ago, (which meant that everyone had turned 18), and I was getting ready to leave for the airport with my closest friends. My best friend, Roxanne had stayed the night at mine so we could go to the airport together. We were meeting...
First TimeThe Note 1 The next morning Ann was startled to wake from a deep and satisfied sleep at the crack of dawn. With no glass in the windows it was freezing and the dawn light shone right in her eyes through the open hayloft entrance. The straw mattress underneath her was little better than sleeping on a board; not like the silk sheets and thick mattress she was used to. It took her a moment to realise where she was. And who she was. Her head was fuzzy from the previous night's...
Imbecile 1 Burt reclined happily in the long pleasure boat with grandmamma as her manservant gently guided them across the centre of the lake in the morning sunshine. "So you talked to that idiot maid then," said Grandmamma. "Yes," replied Burt. "I did." "And how did she take your kind guidance?" Burt raised an eyebrow. Grandmamma was smiling playfully. His first instinct was to be snippy, say something like, You were right. She's nothing but an ignorant lazy girl who...
One Last Day 1 Ann woke up from a deep sleep on his straw pallet, the sun shining through the crack in the hay barn door and into his eyes. He groaned, rolling over, then brightened and sat up, realising what day this was. It was the last day. Finally. Just one more day as Burt and he would be back in his rightful body. He would be the lady of the manor once again! It gave him such an overwhelming sense of relief to think that... as well as a moment of regret. Being Burt had...