Nudity at English Garden in Munich byRacqel copy
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I was a student visiting Munich. I had spent the morning touring the local art museum to get out of the blistering heat. I was wearing my jeans and red blouse with the buttons down the front, not the best attire for the hot weather, but all my skimpier clothes like shorts and t-shirts were being dry cleaned.
The heat just hit me as I stepped outside. Within a few minutes, I felt sweaty and uncomfortable again. I looked across the street and saw a park – Munich's "Englische Garten". I crossed the road and went into the park grounds looking for the shade of a large tree to escape the sun.
As I sat down, a couple sat down in the shade only twenty metres away. They were carrying student textbooks with them. There was nobody else around besides me and only a select few individuals wandering around in the distance.
They were laughing loudly. I looked over at them as they continued talking in German. I didn't understand a thing they said. The guy took off his shirt. They were also suffering from the intense heat, I thought to myself. I lay back down putting my head on the grass, and I fell asleep. It was probably only for a few moments, but I awoke with a jolt as if I had been asleep for years.
I looked up and noticed that the couple were now sun tanning. The girl was topless and wearing only a short pink skirt. I turned around onto my stomach and watched curiously as the girl pulled her skirt down off her legs and then pulled her undies off too. I was not used to public nudity and it was strange to witness. It must be the norm in Germany, I thought to myself. She had no pubic hair, which although I had seen in magazine pictures, I had never seen for real. Her guy was nude too.
I am not sure what got into me, but I tried to get in a glance every chance I could without being discovered. Maybe I was shocked at seeing something I was not used to or maybe just perverted.
I looked on in disbelief as the girl wrapped her hand around the guy's penis and gave him a handjob right there in public. His penis was long and flaccid, but as she continued to pump it up and down, it got harder. She had her knees up and I could see her vaginal lips and clitoris clearly. For a moment I thought I should get up and just leave to give them privacy, but instead I just lay there perving away. It got more exciting as I noticed his hands stroking up her thigh. His fingers were moving rhythmically against her pussy. I could not help feeling aroused.
The intense heat was beating down on me. Wearing jeans and a long blouse didn't help either. I was sweating. I had a couple nearby almost having sex and nobody else on this side of the grass so I unbuttoned my Levis and pulled them off my legs. I then unbuttoned my blouse and took it off. I was wearing black cotton panties and a white lace bra. I felt cooler in my underwear, but I couldn't help look around to be one hundred percent sure that nobody was around, feeling overly self-conscious.
I thought to myself how great it must feel to be lying amidst nature in the open daylight under the hot sun totally naked and free of inhibition. My aroused hormones and the sudden desire to experience this got me looking around. There was still nobody else around except the couple who were in their own world.
I unclipped my bra and took it off. My white untanned 34C breasts fell free and were exposed to the public for the very first time. I felt so naked, but I also enjoyed the tingles, excitement and nervousness of revealing myself in the outdoors. I looked around. There were still no other people around. I felt the urge to go further. The thought of now or never went through my mind. For once, I didn't allow my shy self to be analytical, and I quickly, without overthinking lifted my bum up and shifted my jeans over my hips and pulled them down my legs and off my feet, laying them on top of my bra situated on the ground next to me. There I was, lying in my panties topless.
I felt the hot rays of sun on my skin. This felt so weird. I was horny as hell and without stopping, I pulled my panties off too. I lay down quickly but could not relax. I was tense and worried about being seen. I nervously turned over and faced the ground. I lay there for a while letting my body absorb the sun rays and feeling the sensations of hot warmth as the sun beat its rays on my butt. It felt so good.
The couple had changed position now and she was sitting on his thighs, facing him. I could see her butt and back only. She had her hands to the side and was now gyrating up and down. They must have been fucking. I looked harder. Yes, they were. I could see his cock as she lifted herself upwards. I heard their moaning. I was now wet myself and I wanted more than anything else to touch and pleasure myself.
I knew they could not see me so I edged my hand under my body and I started flicking my index finger against my swollen clitoris. It was feeling so tense and wanted desperate release. It didn't take long for me to start feeling an orgasm, but just as the tension was mounting, I had to stop. The couple stopped and she climbed off him and sat beside him. They were sitting up and looking at me. I pulled my hand to my side and acted as if I was asleep and closed my eyes so they would not think I was staring at them.
I suddenly heard a voice in a strange accent. I looked up and the couple was standing right next to me. My heart started racing. I lifted my head to face them. They were standing there. I wondered what they wanted.
She rambled something to me in German, while holding a camera. I looked up at them. They were standing a metre from me totally nude. It's amazing how much you take in and how many thoughts you can churn when you are full of nerves and scared to your wit's end.
She had blonde hair, was tall and slim, had small tits and was totally shaven and he had blonde hair, a muscular body with a package, which just hung there, and was noticeably hairless.
Before I had a chance to think of a reply, I chokingly mumbled, "English, please?"
I was still looking upwards at them when she answered, "Take photo of us, please?"
He handed me the camera and I realised that I would have to stand up. For a second I hesitated, thinking that I was nude and I should cover up quickly. I placed my hand on the ground and tried not to think too hard. I was shaking inside. I turned around, took the camera from his hands and stood up. It felt strange. I was standing nude two metres from total strangers in the full light of day. I looked through the viewfinder and I clicked. They smiled and I find myself staring at them longer than required. She walked towards me and took the camera from me, thanking me.
I lay down again on my front and watched the couple walk back to their spot. He had the most gorgeous little bubble ass and I could see his balls swinging between them as he walked away.
I felt my back was starting to burn from the intense sunshine. I turned over, shut my eyes and fantasised about this guy's shaven cock. I was getting aroused again thinking about it and I wanted to caress my nipples, when I heard a familiar voice.
"It's hot today, we swim in lake. You should try," said the girl to me as they walked past.
With them in the water, I bent my finger a little and started to slowly roll my finger up and down my clitoris. It was an amazing turn-on doing this in the outdoors with the sun and fresh air around me. My clit was already swollen and welcomed my now quickly moving finger up and down its moist folds. I opened my legs and continued to masturbate. I cupped my breast with my other hand and I rubbed my nipples between my thumb and forefinger. I hoped that nobody would come and disturb the wonderful sensations. I felt my juices start welling up in my pussy. I was coming.
I walked to the lake edge; going in was refreshing and felt so natural swimming in the nude. There was nobody else but the couple and me in the water. The couple got out and disappeared behind the bushes returning to their spot. I stayed on for another ten minutes and then got out. I quickly walked back towards my stuff. I walked around and around, but my stuff was not there. I walked in circles covering all the ground. It was definitely gone. Someone had stolen my stuff, my wallet, and my clothes. Shit, my clothes! I almost cried out of fear as to what to do next.
I walked up towards the couple. They were sitting up casually eating ice cream. When I got close to them I bent down on my knees closing my legs tightly and leaning forward to hide my breasts, and I told them that my money, bus card and clothes were stolen.
"Don't worry, you can come back to my apartment and we will help take you to police," the girl kindly said.
"My name is Monica," she went on, "and this is Stephan."
I introduced myself to them and thanked them for offering to help me out. Monica and Stephan got dressed.
"Here, put these on for now," Monica handed me her t-shirt while she only wore her bra.
I was desperate so I pulled the t-shirt over my head quickly. Monica was much shorter than I was so the t-shirt just covered half my ass and if I pulled hard enough just covered my pussy. This was better than nothing, I thought to myself, as we started walking towards the road. I knew that if anyone were behind me they would see my naked butt.
Stephan drove a two-door Alfa. Monica climbed inside the front passenger seat and Stephan opened his door for me to climb into the back seat. I noticed him staring at my naked butt as I climbed in. I supposed, why wouldn't he. He was a man with near-naked women climbing into his car. I sat down and the t-shirt rode up my hips and I could not stretch it any more. I closed my knees tightly as I felt the leather seat against my pussy.
The engine started and Monica looked back at me saying "We will go back to my place, where I can give you something to wear and then we will take you to police."
"Thank you again for being so kind," I replied.
When we arrived at Monica's apartment, we all went in and sat down in her lounge as she went to her bedroom.
"Hey, Rachel, come to my room. I have some clothes for you to wear.
"Rachel, you are much taller than me so I think my gym tights would be good even if they look like calf-length on you," Monica called out, as she stood in front of an open cupboard pulling out clothes.
I walked up to her. She looked at me and asked me, "What size bra do you wear?"
"I am a C-cup 34," I answered.
"Well, I am an A-cup size 32, which is way too small for you so I will give you a halter. It's made of stretchy material," Monica said.
I stood there next to Monica. She handed me the halter-top while she continued looking for her gym tights.
"Put these on," Monica said.
I thought Monica would have the tights for me in only a few moments, so I listened and I pulled the t-shirt off my head and pulled the rather tight white halter top on. I was bottomless and very aware of it.
The halter top was so small and tight that my breasts pushed out of them with a lot of cleavage showing.
"Shit, where are those tights? I am sure I wore them only the other day," Monica said as I stood there nervously.
Stephan walked into the room, and as if a natural reaction I turned towards the cupboard and faced away from him, but there was a big mirror right in front of me. I saw him sit on the bed and just lie there watching me. I was so aware of my nudity now.
Monica said that she would go look in her gym bag and walked out of the room. Stephan followed her. I just stared into her cupboard and noticed several vibrators next to her undies. One looked like a huge purple cock and another was a slim white long cylinder.
Monica came back with some pink tights and handed them to me as she watched me putting my legs into them.
Out of the blue, she asked me, "Did you see us fuck today at the park?"
I didn't answer.
Monica came closer to help me pull the tights up. She pulled at the elastic and put her hand on my butt as she pulled it up with her other hand. I smelt her perfume. I never had a women touch my naked butt before. I felt tingles and goosebumps. While it didn't feel right, there was some animalistic lusting throbbing deep in me. I was confused.
I pulled the really tight tights up over my hips. The lycra material pulled into my butt.
Monica was very close to me and she looked at me and said, "I bet you saw us fuck, because we saw you touching yourself."
I was shocked and went red in the face. I wished I could disappear instantly.
As she said that she let her index finger touch my pussy lips, which were showing through the lycra in the shape of a camel-toe. She slid her finger down it slowly.
I found myself breathing heavily and I felt myself get instantly turned on. I wanted to do something, but in my shyness I did nothing.
As if unaffected by the whole scene, she looked at me and said, "You should shave your pussy like mine, and you won't have so much showing when you wear tights."
She walked out of the room and I followed her.
I found Stephan holding the camera again and talking to Monica in German. When they had finished talking, they looked at me.
Stephan handed me the camera and said, "We want you to take pictures of us."
I put the camera to my eyes to focus on them.
"No, in the bedroom," Stephan instructed me as the two of them walked ahead back to the bedroom.
I followed them into the room and watched as Stephan took his shirt off and then went over to Monica and took off her blouse and bra.
"You should just keep taking pictures, it's a digital camera with a lot of memory card so you can take plenty of pictures," Stephan said to me as he stood behind Monica and kissed her on her neck.
He then cupped her breasts with his hands. Her nipples hardened and poked through his fingers. She slid out of her pants and undies and stood there nude. She then undid his pants and pulled them off his legs. I was not sure when to take pictures so I just took every few seconds.
I wanted to watch them at the park but did so hoping they would not notice, and here I was told to watch them through a viewfinder.
There, his shaven cock was in view again and only a few metres from me. It was semi-erect and big and I felt myself get horny again. I clicked the shutter. Monica started sucking his cock and stroking his balls. She moved onto her knees on the bed leaning over him. I saw her pussy lips between her butt cheeks. Stephan's fingers were touching her there. How long was I supposed to do this for? I wondered.
Monica was moaning as Stephan's fingers moved wildly up and down her pussy lips touching her clit and then going into her pussy. I took pictures of it. Her pussy was smooth and because there was no hair I could see her juices ooze down her pussy lips.
I moved around and saw her sucking his dick. It was hard and her lips were wrapped around his shaft and she was going up and down on him. I was horny as anything. I just wanted to go away and touch myself. I knew that my own pussy was soaked and I longed for relief. I felt the lycra pants pulling into my pussy and as I pulled at it to stretch it out I noticed I had a wet mark there.
Monica came off Stephan's cock and turned around and lay down on the bed. Stephan got up and started thrusting his hard cock into her pussy. He was standing next to the bed as she lay on it. I continued taking pictures but was standing right next to him watching his hard butt and his cock going in and out of the smooth pussy. His big balls were crashing into her butt as he ploughed again and again into her.
Stephan motioned me to come closer. I walked closer. I was right next to him when he put his one hand on my halter top and held my breasts. He slid his fingers into my cleavage and peeled off the tight top and then rubbed his fingers against my nipples. I was struggling to keep composed. I was on fire and I wanted more and more. I just wanted to go lie in front of him and have him pull my tights off me and fuck me hard into the pussy until my juices flowed. Here he was, fucking Monica while touching me. He was going like a piston engine and Monica was shrieking. It looked like he was about to come.
I found myself edging closer to him. He stopped caressing my nipples and he put his hand on my butt and was pushing his palm hard into it. I could not hold back any longer and I put my hand around his butt and I held it tightly. I dropped my hand down between his butt and I let his swinging balls crash into my hand as he thrust in and out. I grabbed the balls and held them tight. He edged his fingers down my tights and tried to pull the elastic down, but the tights needed to be peeled off.
He retreated and instead pushed his fingers into my butt cheeks over the tights. I felt his one pointy finger push against my pussy as the other pushed into my butt hole. I was desperate to pull my tights down and allow him free access to indulge my lustful desires.
He yanked his cock out of Monica and spurt semen all over the bed. His cock continued to throb up and down, spitting semen into the air landing in droplets on Monica's stomach and on the mattress.
I was frustrated as hell, needing release. By now, my pussy was so wet that my juices were dripping down and the wet patch on the tights was big and obvious. I was just starting to enjoy the pleasure of a man's erotic touch, and then he stopped as he withdrew his cock out of Monica and spurt semen all over the bed.
Monica got up off the bed and walked over to the bathroom. Stephan lay down on the bed with a semi-erect cock, with a shiny head still covered in shiny white semi-transparent milky cum. I didn't know what to do, so I sort of just stood there, feeling stupid and used. I was tense and the pent-up sexual frustration was starting to make me angry and tearful at the same time. I just stood there with a fake embarrassed ashamed smile when I suddenly felt warm arms wrap around my torso and hands placed on my stomach.
Monica was standing nude behind me as she held me. I smelt her soft perfume mixed with body sweat. I didn't turn around. I just went with the flow. She moved closer to me. I felt her body press against mine. I continued to look forward when the hands that were on my stomach introduced a white thin vibrator and started pushing it gently against my pussy. Another hand crept under my halter from the bottom and slowly guided its fingers around my breasts caressing them gently yet in a very arousing way. This was the first time another woman touched my nipples.
The vibrations were now rippling through my pussy. She navigated the vibrator right to my pussy and pushed the lycra right into it. I yearned for direct skin contact and to have something penetrate the depths of my pussy.
I turned around to face Monica. She was nude. I had to take my clothes off, and I had passed the point of care. I quickly pulled the tights down my hips and legs and let them drop in a heap on the floor as I pulled the halter over my head. Monica drew the vibrator against my clit and I felt shudders of pleasure, cycle after cycle. I wanted more and more.
I suddenly desired in a crazy animalistic way to fuck Monica. I was breathing heavily. I placed my hands around her bubble butt as she hugged me closer. I felt her naked breasts against mine and she kissed me on my lips. I closed my eyes and went with the flow.
I reached out to touch Monica's pussy. It felt hot and sticky and smooth. I touched her outer lips, progressing to her swollen clit. I touched it slowly, the way I would touch myself every night. I felt the vibrator enter into my wetness and I let out a moan. I was orgasming already. I thrust my hips into it to make it go deeper, gyrating in and out. It felt good.
Stephan stood up and walked behind us. I was still standing up as Monica guided the vibrator around the innards of my pussy. I had my fingers rubbing her clit up and down vigorously to match my own height of excited passion.
I felt a cold gel being rubbed against my butt. It felt cold. Stephan was now behind me. He motioned for me to lean forward towards Monica, who was now kneeling on the floor while giving me wave after wave of pleasure. I then felt his hard erect cock push into the gel. He was trying to access my ass. I had never had anal sex before as I thought it to be disgusting. It hurt at first, but he went slowly. The pain went away and I felt his cock going in and out quite fast now. I was in heaven. The pleasure was unbelievable.
I loved it and I let go of all inhibitions and screamed quite loud. I rocked my hips forwards and backwards to help build the friction with his cock. I was cumming in streams and had never felt this before. I felt like my whole body was hovering and vibrating in pleasure from being penetrated on both sides, in a natural harmony of balance.
I felt Stephan's stiffness and he held my back still and didn't move, and then he pulled his cock out of me as Monica pulled out the vibrator at almost the same time. I was wasted and sore and felt like jelly all over. I had to sit down.
As I sat next to Monica, Stephan spurt cum again. It flew through the air as his balls released globules of cum like little bombs, rocketing into the air and then landing all over my leg, in my pubic hair and on my neck. I was too tired to move.
Stephan got a tissue from the bathroom and gave it to me to wipe myself.
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Hi friends this is rahul here from bangalore. I’m 24 year old. 5’11 tall with a normal physic. I love this site and all the stories. Coming to the story i was at majestic waiting for my bus. Bus came and i got into it. All the seats were full so i had to stand near the door closer to the female seats. I was standing and looking towards the front side of the bus there were two girls sitting they were talking to each other. They were friends and one of the girl looked at me our eys met for the...
I'd hate to admit it, but we wasted a pretty big chunk of the next two days before Amy and I gave up and quit the search for finding an entry into the final chambers for now ... and we just admitted defeat and handed over the entire project to our resident contractor, Jason who certainly understood mechanics better than we ever would. Besides, we still couldn't even figure out how to get the downstairs electricity turned on and that was starting to drive me nuts. "Of course you...
Note: The title is shared by a wonderful piece of classical music by Frederic Delius. If you can acquire a recording, you will find this story mirrors the music, and with a little luck, when the music stops, the tale will be near the end. This story is dedicated to the exquisite Honey123, her contributions to Literotica are priceless, and I will always covet them! ******************************* The beach was deserted. Only a lone crab tentatively made its way up the sandbar, pausing to...
If I had even the slightest doubt that our resident retired biologist would leap like a kangaroo for the chance of directly furthering his esoteric researches into the wonders of duckweed, those fears were put instantly to rest the moment I started discussing the tentative idea of a chain of ponds stretching across three former house lots. Overjoyed would be an understatement. He nodded his head and shook my hand a lot and expounded for at least half an hour on the wonders of aquaponics under...
Eighteen months before, after having lived in an apartment for five years, I decided to buy a house. The home needed quite a bit of work, but the two-acre garden, having been neglected in the preceding years needed a miracle. The house renovation was the easy part of the transformation, and within four months it was looking great. Two months later I met Antonio, a gardener, who was recommended to me by a neighbour.Antonio was stocky, with the most beautiful brown eyes and long black eyelashes I...
Gay MaleIt was the El Nino season and I was riding my bike in blazing after mid-day sun, heading for my friend’s house a few miles away from where I lived. I was going to collect a book he’d promised to lend me. We were both out of high school a year now, and still job hunting. I was familiar with the area where my friend lived, having spent a few years there myself, so I knew which streets had large overhanging trees that offered sporadic shelter. A short distance before turning into one such...
It was the El Nino season and I was riding my bike in blazing after mid-day sun, heading for my friend’s house a few miles away from where I lived. I was going to collect a book he’d promised to lend me. We were both out of high school a year now, and still job hunting. I was familiar with the area where my friend lived, having spent a few years there myself, so I knew which streets had large overhanging trees that offered sporadic shelter. A short distance before turning into one such street,...
This is a true account of my experiences from about 2003-2007When I moved to the Caribbean for work the job came with a house. Half way through my contract I needed to move into a new home and this house came with a gardener who came to the house a couple of mornings each week, usually just before sunrise so he could get a few hours in before it got too hot. At this time I was living with my girlfriend (http://xhamster.com/photos/view/67333-791015.html#content) and we found that the house was...
I got a cryptic message from the cable guy one morning saying that some work had to be done in my garden. That was true enough because with all my recent activities I’d been neglecting it. That wasn’t the point of course; this was simply a message that I was about to find myself engaged in some outdoor activities. I told my husband that the money I made from the lingerie business meant I could hire someone to tidy up the garden. I was not too sure what this gardener would do. I was certain he...
ReluctanceSo. 2020. The year of the great lockdown. A time where married men get the grief to get the house up to order whilst the wives sit in the house watching daytime garbage TV. I am one of those men. More of a slave than a husband now our sex life was suffering due to us constantly around each other. I would sneak down for early morning masturbation sessions online or the occasional filthy online chat, I can only assume my wife doing the same.Last week happened to be a very warm week in the UK,...
In sleep, the dreams come. A garden appears…our garden. One we’ve created in our minds, just for us. Yellow roses are everywhere. There is a pond, and the sound of trickling water can be heard as a small stream of water constantly runs into the pond. This is our garden. Where we meet when we close our eyes. As we drift off to sleep, we are transported here. Sometimes in this dream, I can never make it to him. I walk and walk, but never get any closer to him. Other times I get close to him,...
I was so ashamed.Ashamed, and yet, with the revelation of what I had done, the memories of it – my obsession of it, really – are still as powerful as the sex itself.I am like a million other women, I think. No matter how we have lived - even those with successful jobs and successful husbands who treat us well and generally behave like gentlemen - at one time in our lives, we begin to feel trapped, unappreciated, ignored.Unsatisfied, emotionally and physically.*In this day and age, every woman I...
MILFYou struggled playfully at the bonds that held you. As you lay naked in our back garden with your blindfold on. Your arms and legs spread apart bound to metal stakes buried in the grass. You had been left this way by me, as part of our sexy games. You loved bondage and Sub-fantasy and I loved being dominant, so we made a good couple in the bedroom and out of it. One of our little games was to have You bound and exposed outside in our back garden. Where you would be 'forced' to give me a blowjob...
The Beginning 1 In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. 3 And God said, "Let there be light," and there was light. 4 God saw that the light was good, and she separated the light from the darkness. 5 God called the light "day," and the darkness she called "night." And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day. 6 And God...
With thanks to my proof-reader Esu. Chapter One: Outside It was four in the afternoon, on a perfect summers day. Bethany lifted her head and stretched backwards to ease her cramping muscles. It was nearly done; the large lawn spread out before her - pristine. Bethany rested her well-padded chin on the top of the rakes handle. She breathed in deeply, savouring the sweet July air 'Bliss' she thought. She heard a slight cough behind her, and swiveled her substantial shoulders. Mr. Groome...
It had been a week since that first, unspoken, day of passion when Isabella and Ethan had met and they had been inseparable every day since. Ethan still went away to work and Isabella did what she normally had, which was whatever she wanted. Isabella lived a very comfortable life, used to getting the things she wanted as she had worked very hard for her reputation as a cybersecurity consultant. It had given her the opportunity to purchase a whisky distillery which had only benefitted from her...
Love StoriesI love plants. Flowers, trees, bushes. All of them. I really enjoy working on them. Smelling them. Feeling their different textures. Taking care of them. I’m a gardener and it’s the job of my dreams. It doesn’t pay very well, but I enjoy it. I enjoy working outside. I enjoy the manual labor. I enjoy my life. And that’s what’s important, isn’t it? But I also have a problem. One that most men probably envy me for. Because they don’t know how it is. I’m a hunk. I’m 6’7” and built like the...
ENGLISH COMPOSITION Milo was nineteen years old and just starting his second semester at the university. The first semester had gone pretty well, three A’s and two B’s, so by his standards the freshman was off to a good start. He’d been a very average, bored and unmotivated student in high school, but the college experience had so far been challenging and enlightening, maybe even intimidating, but had evoked from him an ability to study and focus on schoolwork that he’d never known...
Holding hands we skipped down the hall. Ship suggested we see what sort of setup Mother had before we decided on how we got clean. "You'll be surprised." was all she would say, as her right hand scratched under her left perfectly cloned boobs. So did Simone ... same hand, same breast ... together. I was sure it wasn't preplanned. As for our reeking clothes, she suggested we use the 'refresher'. The refresher is some kind of ionizing cleaner that clothes are hung in, the door shut,...
“Fun Center? Looks more like the fart center,” Lindsay didn’t look impressed by the two small buildings pressed close together at the edge of the property that Eddie introduced as the Fun Center. The twin buildings did seem very plain almost like warehouses next to each other compared to the much more ostentatious parts of Sunny Manor. There was a fenced in garden on one side and what appeared to be a third smaller unmarked building down an alleyway. “We built this as a phase two for Sunny...
The English Rose The English Rose 1. Spencer Thomas was a balding man in his late forties. He wore a golfing tie ? white golf balls against a vivid green field. He rotated the nearly empty pint glass in the slick of spilt beer on the bar, making trails along the bar-top. It was three in the afternoon and he really should be getting on the road again. He looked up at the fake oak-stained beam over the bar and read the curious announcement over for the third time - ?The Black...
Confused Ramblings of a Gardener 1. History Julia put her pen down, leaned back in the kitchen chair and stretched her arms out. This exercise complete, she leaned forward once again, neatly folded the completed letter and slid it into an envelope with her completed job application and photos of her work. With a sigh, she addressed the envelope and put it on the side ready to post. A waste of time maybe, but Julia knew that she had to be honest. Archie made his weekly rounds of...
Brenda and Peter had been married for about seven years. It was, in many ways, a marriage of convenience. They had sold their tiny little flat in Winchester and bought an old end of terrace house in a little place well out in the countryside. Peter was always busy at his office and it was quite normal for Brenda to be on her own most evenings until late. The house needed a lot doing to it but their budget was not really enough to employ anyone. Brenda began to wonder if they had made a...
ExhibitionismIt was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Warm and sunny, with a slightly cool breeze, and a smattering of fluffy white clouds.Spring had sprung, the snow had finally melted, and the trees were just beginning to bud. We strolled through the park, hand in hand, as we did every weekend. The fresh air and beauty of the park were both invigorating and relaxing. It helped me recharge, helped us keep fit and active, and we always chatted about anything but work."I had lunch with Betty yesterday," she...
SeductionIt was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Warm and sunny, with a slightly cool breeze, and a smattering of fluffy white clouds.Spring had sprung, the snow had finally melted, and the trees were just beginning to bud. We strolled through the park, hand in hand, as we did every weekend. The fresh air and beauty of the park were both invigorating and relaxing. It helped me recharge, helped us keep fit and active, and we always chatted about anything but work."I had lunch with Betty yesterday," she...
SeductionMilo was nineteen years old and just starting his second semester at the university. The first semester had gone pretty well, three A’s and two B’s, so by his standards the freshman was off to a good start. He’d been a very average, bored and unmotivated student in high school, but the college experience had so far been challenging and enlightening, maybe even intimidating, but had evoked from him an ability to study and focus on schoolwork that he’d never known before.It was the first day of...
MatureThe warm sun rained down on me as I knelt in my garden. The fresh smell of flowers and bushes combining with the peaceful tranquility of moving the garden dirt around with my shovel. As I squatted doing my daily morning chore, Cynthia peered over her wood picket fence and gave a snort. "Think she'll finish on time this go around?" Florence looked me over, inspecting my progress before checking her stop watch. "Its gonna be close. She still hasn't even put in the Azalias." Oh fuck I...
I’m Anne a 36 year old housewife, married for 14 years. Just after we married we lived in a quiet suburban area near York. This story is about what happened just after I married my husband Eddie. I was only 23 and at the time I had shoulder length blonde hair, a good figure with 34DD boobs which looked even bigger because of my slim waist.After six months of marriage I lost my job and Eddie suggested I take a break from working and stay home for a while before looking for another job, which I...
My name is Tony and I’ve been a landscape gardener now for a few years. I have been happily married to Dee now for over three years. Before the story I am about to tell you I hardly even looked at another woman (honest!). There had been a lean spell as regards to work and I was seriously worried about how I was going to make a living. It all changed when Dee recommended me to Mags, the lady whose house was used by her keep fit group each week as she lived in a huge house with a huge empty room...
Sally Harris was an English teacher in the local public high school. She was 45 years old and somewhat plain looking. She was not ugly by no means but she was not what you would call gorgeous, either. She was 5’ 6? tall and was slightly overweight but still decent looking. The most noticeable quality that Sally Harris had was her breats. They were much larger than normal. In fact they were very large and most of the guys in school noticed it. She was devoted to her teaching and was convinced...
“We’ve left this area naturalized” he commented, indicating with a sweeping gesture the wild plants native to this area. “Problem is, some of the ducks don’t want to stay in the native area. They’ve acquired a taste for the domestic flowers in some of the formal gardens.” As we walked back to the reception area for the botanical gardens, we encountered two ducks munching on some tulips. They waddled away, quacking imprecations at us for disturbing their dinner. We came to an enclosure with...
I spent some time qualifying to teach an English class as I semi-retired from day to day business and took a board seat as part of selling my business in a takeover. I purchased a home in a coastal village in Croatia and this has worked well this year.I visit secondary schools to examine students in English on their ability to speak English and I also offer an English conversation group in my township which is actually a village overlooking the Adriatic coastline.This year I have had a mixed...