Catherine
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Len was a happy, easy going man in his early forties. He worked hard and provided well for his wife. His marriage of six years had settled into a pattern of work, socializing with a steady circle of friends, and predictable, although quite satisfying, sex. A recent move to a different part of town had promised to stir things up a bit though, and it wasn’t a bad thing, he reasoned; Perhaps life has become just a little too settled. The move had been suggested by his wife, Catherine, who he sat watching dig weeds from the garden.
Catherine was thirty two with long blond hair, a slender figure and a pretty face. She smiled up at Len as he handed her a glass of ice water. “Why not give this a rest and we’ll get done up and go out for dinner?” he asked.
“Not yet. I want to at least tidy up this front section… You could help.”
“Err… I guess… just this bit though?”
“Yes. It looks horrible next to Mister Logan’s garden.”
Karl Logan was the neighbor. Len had met him and chatted over the back fence. “Yeah, but he’s got nothing to do but tend to his lawn and flowers.”
“How would you know he has nothing else to do?”
“I know plenty! I know he’s fifty six years old, that he’s a widower of three years, that he’s loaded, and that he likes the look of your legs.”
“He’s a widower?”
“Yeah, his wife was killed in a car accident… Should I start with these?” Len asked, pointing to a patch of weeds along the fence.
Catherine nodded and went back to pulling weeds herself. The thought of the neighbor’s wife having been killed disturbed her. “How old was she?”
“Don’t know… didn’t get that. It happened right there at the corner though. See the flower garden there on the medium strip – old Karl tends that too. It’s sort of a memorial to her.”
“Oh, that’s so sad…”
“He’s ok with it. It must have been difficult at the time but he seems happy enough now. And he’s obviously started looking around again.”
Len was grinning and Catherine felt herself blush. “What do you mean – he likes my legs?”
“He was watching you.”
“Watching me? When?”
“Yesterday, when you were hanging out the washing in that little skirt. That’s when I was chatting with him and he couldn’t stop looking over at you. He’d just told me about his wife so I felt sorry for him.”
“Oh you did? And you decided it was ok for him to ogle me?”
“Well you did look good,” Len chuckled. “You looked good reaching up to peg the clothes and even better when you bent over to get some more.”
Catherine tossed a weed with a clump of dirt at her husband and it hit him in the back of the head. He jumped her and rumbled her, tickling and making her squirm and roll around on the grass with her house dress up around her waist and her white cotton panties bared for all to see, although no one was watching.
“Get off me!” Catherine laughed, pulling at her dress and trying to cover herself. “God, what will the neighbors think?”
“Don’t care… I’ve got the sexiest wife in town and I want to show you off.” Len had worked himself between her legs and he pinned her arms above her head. His erection was lifting the front of his shorts and he forced it into the crotch of her panties, giving a not so gentle thrust.
“I think we had better take this inside. What if someone walks past?” Catherine said, surrendering to her husband. He clutched her wrists together and with a free hand he hiked her dress back up. She looked around to be sure there were no stray eyes peering over the fence or anything. The yard was quite secluded unless someone deliberately looked in. She could feel her husband’s erection grinding into her pussy. She was suddenly wet. “You can’t have me right here…” she said to him.
“But I can have you?” Len returned evenly.
Catherine nodded. She was rubbing herself up against him.
“I kind of like the idea of having you exposed like this,” Len went on, kissing her and still firmly grinding his bulge into her panties. “What if I take you out for dinner first – will you wear something sexy so I can show you off?”
“Umm… I don’t know… how sexy?”
“Maybe a loose blouse and no bra?” Len tried, rocking his hips and giving a long, slow thrust.
“Can you ask me after you stop doing that?” Catherine smiled through her blush.
“Why? Don’t you like this?”
“Umm… yes! But I’m not thinking clearly and who knows what you might get me to agree to?”
“What about no panties?”
“No! I’m not going out with no panties… pervert!”
“But you’ll go without a bra?” Len grinned, lifting her dress for a bit of a peep under it.
“God, what is it with you today?” Catherine declared, and she wriggled and bucked until she was out from beneath her husband, who remained laying on the grass grinning up at her.
“Don’t know… just got an urge to be a bit naughty I guess.”
Catherine ended up agreeing to go to dinner with no bra on. She wore a skirt to mid thigh and a loose fitting blouse that Len pestered her to leave open at the top, and she agreed to two buttons, which meant it folded away from her breasts a little and when she leant forward she felt the restaurant air-conditioning as if she was topless.
Len could make out her nipples through the thin white fabric. He sat across the table watching her read the menu. He noticed two men who appeared to be in a business meeting at the adjacent table were checking her out. He calculated the angle they had and decided they both would have had a view through the open front of her blouse but she was sitting back and her blouse was laying flat so they wouldn’t have been able to see a nipple, other than the texture through the fabric. He wanted her to sit forward so they could see but what was driving him? The idea of showing his wife to other men had burnt to a passion in the past week – ever since he’d accidentally walked in on a friend’s wife naked in a bathroom. He reasoned that in his mind as he watched Catherine reach for her wine glass, and after she took a sip and set it and the menu down he reached across and claimed her hands, drawing them into the middle of the table and drawing her forward in her seat.
She met his eyes and responded as he leant to kiss her. She then looked down at her chest and blushed a little. “Stay like that so the waiter can see,” he whispered to her.
“Why?” Catherine responded nervously. “Isn’t it enough that everyone can see through my top? I can see my breasts completely sitting like this!”
“Really? Nipples and all?” Len stammered beneath his breath.
“I can’t believe you want this! What’s gotten into you?”
“I don’t know… Just go with it for me sweetheart… Here comes the guy now…”
It was a small restaurant. The waiter was the owner, a balding man of fifty or so. He approached and stood beside the table with his notepad and pen. Catherine could feel his eyes but she couldn’t look up at him.
Len ordered their first courses and picked up a menu as if he was still deciding on the main. He kept Catherine’s hand clasped within his own – kept her sitting forward even though he could feel her trying to subtly pull away. His cock had expanded and it throbbed at his belt. He glanced at her and found her glaring back but he squeezed her hand in an attempt to reassure. He glanced at the waiter’s face. He was staring at Catherine’s breasts over his notebook, entranced.
Len finally completed the order and the waiter collected the menus, leaning right in above Catherine to straighten her cutlery, then he strolled away.
“Satisfied?” Catherine challenged. She sat back and brushed the front of her blouse flat. She could feel her cheeks burning and she was about to say more but she could also feel her belly tingling and the touch of the soft fabric against her nipples was distracting. “I can’t believe you made me do that…” she said but her voice was soft and edged with excitement.
“You liked it.” Len grinned. “Tell me you didn’t get a little kick out of it at least.”
“What did you get out of it is a better question!”
“Got a woody… Want to feel it?”
“No! Pervert!”
“Yep. A dirty old pervert. How about undoing one more button for the two guys just there looking over all the time?”
“How about I do these ones up?”
“No… don’t do that. How’s that having fun?”
“Well start behaving yourself or I will…”
Catherine glanced across at the two men to find them both looking over. She quickly averted her gaze and didn’t look again but she felt them continually watching while she ate and settled to lightly talk and enjoy dinner with her husband. She had deliberately sat back in her seat when the soup was served but when the waiter brought the main course a little later, and after a few glasses of wine, she just as deliberately rested forward and allowed him to have another look at her breasts. Len acknowledged what she had done and she returned a shake of her head thinking, Yes, but don’t get too carried away!
He ended up pulling her to his lap later in the evening and she let him undo another button. Her blouse was then open to a point below her breasts and the fabric sagged enough that her breasts were visible from the side even when she sat back in her seat. “Just let them have a bit of a look before we go,” Len pleaded and Catherine, feeling absolutely no pain after four or five glasses of wine, submitted to her husband’s desires.
It was the first time Catherine had deliberately exposed herself to a stranger. It was the first time she had ever even entertained the notion. For the next hour she was intently aware of whether or not the fabric of her blouse was touching or whether her right nipple was exposed to the two men. And she was also aware the moisture between her legs dampening her panties.
The two men stood and left, and shortly after, the waiter returned with a bottle of wine, explaining that the two gentlemen had sent it. He was smiling knowingly and Catherine felt her face flush again. She wanted to clutch her blouse closed but didn’t want to draw any further attention. Len had engaged the waiter in some idle chat, keeping him there beside her. He was right at her shoulder and she could feel his eyes. Len’s foot then snaked up between her knees and she instinctively reached for it but in doing so her shoulders moved forward and her blouse opened even further.
Len kept pressure against his wife’s inner thigh while she pushed against his foot. He was asking the waiter about the night clubs in the local area and listening distractedly to what the guy was saying. His cock was solid as he saw the older man constantly stealing glances down over Catherine’s shoulder, and while Catherine sat visibly self-conscious and wriggling in her seat.
When the waiter left Catherine immediately fastened the buttons on her blouse. Len sat grinning at her. “Fuck that was hot.”
“Embarrassing is what it was!”
“Yeah, but hot too… how much did he see?”
“He saw everything you wanted him to see – satisfied?”
“I will be when I get you home sweetheart.”
“Oh? And you think you’re still getting some?”
Len waved the waiter back and got the check. He paid and hurried his wife out to the car where he took hold of her and started kissing and groping her. She resisted at first but soon submitted and he got his hand between her legs and his fingers into her very wet pussy. “I knew you liked it,” he breathed into her ear and he mauled her neck while working his fingers in and out of her.
Catherine opened her legs and allowed her husband access. She’d though for a moment about complaining but the car park was all but empty and it was dark and quite secluded. She lifted herself while he worked her panties down her thighs and then spread her legs wide again as he worked fingers back into her pussy and started mauling her breasts. She came quickly. She then allowed her husband to force her head down to his lap and she let him fuck her mouth. She accepted his cum and swallowed it, noticing how much more of it there was than usual. Nothing was said on the way home and it wasn’t until they were laying in bed that Len offered an explanation.
“There’s a guy from work you haven’t met, named Geoff. I dropped him off home last week and went in for a beer. He showed me where to find the bathroom and I walked in to find his wife completely naked and bent over the wash basin. I was shocked and she went bright red but she didn’t say anything or try to cover up, and when she came out later neither of us said anything to Geoff. I got to thinking about it on the way home and I think she, or maybe even both of them, planned it. I’ve been thinking about it ever since and I just get an immediate hard on every time I do.”
“Was she pretty?”
“What? Pretty – yeah I guess. Not especially though – she’s good looking for her age... She shaves her pussy!”
“Oh… and you certainly noticed that.”
“Couldn’t help it. She stood up and turned to face me. I sort of looked her up and down – just naturally… Anyway, it’s not the thought of her that gives me a hard on – it’s the thought of some guy seeing you like that.”
“So you want some man to see me naked?”
“Well, yes – err no – I don’t know exactly. I liked what happened tonight though.”
Catherine cuddled up to her husband’s chest. “I kinda liked it too,” she said softly.
Len stroked her hair. Her warm thigh was pressing against his balls and his cock was firming gain. “I hope they saw your nipples.”
“They did… especially the waiter – he could see my breasts completely when you were asking him about clubs and that.”
“He could huh? And what about those other guys – did they get a good look too?”
“I think so… They bought us wine didn’t they.”
Len rolled his wife onto her back and his cock slipped straight into her. “Yeah two guys paid for a look at your tits… Bet they’re both jerking off right now.”
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Sweet Revenge by: Karen Petties With just a week to go before the big day, Sheila Brown ushered her children into the bridal shop for the final dress fittings. Following his Mother, Paul stopped to look at the name of the shop, 'Buttons & Bows'. How embarrassing! He glanced around furtively, hoping that no-one he knew was watching him enter such a feminine and girly place. Sauntering into the shop, he was struck by the rows and rows of white dresses, the general...
Sweet Bunny! While fapping on Twitter, I saw a photo of this sexy bitch flashing her tits. That's not anything new, and if you follow her, you'd understand how that's the bare minimum this chick does to make her followers cum. When she's not showing her tits, she's doing shit like shoving anal toys in her ass and peeing on camera standing up while telling you to cum. When she's not commanding her followers' cocks, she likes to have lesbian fun with her girlfriends. It doesn't matter whether...
Twitter Porn AccountsAnya's gorgeous cousins fuck her senseless. [The first chapter was mostly scene-setting. This one is longer, and has much more action. Again, all characters involved in sex are over 18]*****When she said she wanted it, Anya had half-expected Nina to take her right away; she'd been wet and ready to be deflowered there on the lawn. But instead her cousin had gently kissed her cheek and said, "sleep off the wine, Anni, and be fresh and ready in the morning. I'll wait for you in the summerhouse."So...
Bittersweet By Mika Haruhara (Feldy) and Lucifer's Lil Kitty Chapter 1: "Love breeds confusion, or at least I thought it bred." 3:45 PM, a strikingly beautiful cat girl rode the bus, pink fur, the latest styles. A white faux fur jacket (Of course, faux fur, in a world filled with animals, do you think they would skin there own kind?) that went down to her knees, black denim jeans. Her beautiful purple eyes glowed in the gleaming sun. These eyes, however, spotted something. "Oh,...
HumorBittersweet By Mika Haruhara and Lucifer's Little Kitty Chapter 2: "Try it on!" He began to cry, "Whenever something finally goes right, it has to be crushed, "Why!?" he sobbed, "Just fucking why! How could I be attracted to a man? Isn't this wrong? I'm probably gay and don't know it yet no wonder my life is so miserable" "There's nothing wrong with it, only with that I did." he heard her voice through the door, "I should have told you but I got to caught up in it...
Bittersweet By Mika Haruhara and Lucifer's Little Kitty Chapter 3: "The Lost" Kaze awoke the next morning. "Hello swe...hello", he jumped from his bed and searched franticly. "Tomino!?" he cried "Where are you?? She must be up already." He walked into the kitchen, no Tomino, he looked into the living room, no Tomino, he looked into the dungeon, still no Tomino. He looked outside, he didn't find her, but instead found a snowball flying at his face and from a distance heard "KAZE...
Humor"This is the happiest day of my life, Mom!" Shannon Kendall squeezed her adopted mother's hand and tried not to fidget. She looked up at the smiling face in the mirror, the woman's smile very happy but her green eyes a little sad. "You wish Mac was getting married, right? He'll find the right woman someday, Mom. You'll see. And Jethro will stand up with him. And we'll all be really happy. When Mac and Jethro get out of the service, they're going to open up a business together....
The three lovers reunite in Germany [This chapter continues the main story of Sam, Nina and Anya. It sets the scene for the Berlin chapter, which will be much longer and have more action. All characters involved in sexual situations are over 18.]Sam liked to think of himself as someone who appreciated the finer things in life. Despite growing up in a wealthy family, he'd always thought that money was no substitute for simple, timeless pleasures. A sunny day on the beach, the sound of waves...
My sister Saranya (21) was about to go to the USA for her higher studies in few days. I and my parents were really happy about it. Although my mom was a little worried, I and Dad assured her that it would be good for my sister. I am Vikram (26), working in a small law firm. My Dad is a bank manager and mom’s a teacher. Our family was a close knit one, always been there for each other when required. Even though our parents were away from office, they always ensured me and my sister got all the...
IncestHis experiment; to produce an aroma that allowed a change in mammals behaviour. Originally he thought it was a simple project, yet when setting out to create a new scent, his experiment became increasingly difficult. So far he was unsuccessful. His only pet, a Hamster by the name of Fuzzy, never reacted any different than could be expected. And the only reaction in mammals was his sister yelling about the awful stench coming from the basement these last few weeks. David's mother had agreed,...
It was my uncle; my fathers younger brother. He was babysitting me while my parents were out. They were going to be out for a long night on the town. I was excited that my uncle was there because he always allowed me to stay up past my bedtime. I remember that I was lying on my tummy on the couch watching TV and he came to sit on the floor beside the couch, and slowly began to rub my legs, up to my ass, then my back and finally caressing my long blond hair. He told me to turn over; this was a...
--- JackassTales…tale # 50…Readers; for my 50th tale I decided to do something I rarely do. I took on a request for a story. A 21-yr-old lady I have been playing Private Message pattycake with (yes she knows I’m a Horny ‘Old’ Dog in a wheelchair who writes about young girls) sent the following request which I couldn’t resist. I hope she likes what I have written. I hope you do, too. --- I was wondering if you want to write a story about me sometime? You know like you fucking me as a...
Seven mini-fantasies about sweet and pretty girls who were not born as girls and the boys who love them. The spotlight falls on the transgendered girls' romantic hopes and dreams, their need for love and validation, their passions, and their most cherished wishes. Here are seven adorable shemales in all their luscious beauty. You are invited to expand any or all of these into full-fledged stories. Sweet and Pretty By Farah Daye ~1~ Have you ever seen a magazine or...
Sweet Santa has the hots for dear Debby, a fresh female friend, not far from his Winter whereaboutsSweet Santa has another erotic eye open for Debby's dear daughter, jolly juicy Jessie, educated freelySweet Santa ponders: "Proper presents for two tasty blonde beauties, who have already all, what can I do?"Sweet Santa wonders: "I search something special, a thing the two blonde beauties can't buy themselves!"Sweet Santa finally finds what he had been looking for all week long, just in time, as...
Sweet Julie Birth of a Shemale by Mistress Tawny Suede Chapter One Is It Just a Role? The dress rehearsal for the drama club's latest production was over. The curtain fell, the audience of excited parents applauded enthusiastically. The curtain rose and the performers stepped forward to take their bows. The curtain fell again and still the crowd applauded. The two stars, Troy and Julie, took their positions centre stage, holding hands as the curtain rose one more time. They...
By Lady Regina Drake I feel strangely elated sitting here at the bar with my legs crossed, and my short dress riding above my knees. I just got back from the lady’s room and as I walked back, I watched all the eyes that were glued to my ass and legs. That’s exactly the reaction that I look for, and that’s why I insist on wearing short tight dresses and spike heels. Men are dogs and lets face it they will fuck anything in a skirt or dress, including sexy shemales like me. I love the fact...
Sweet Sensations ? by: JR Parz I. 'A Witch's Potion' was scrawled out in fancy red letters across the store's front window. He smiled, thinking that maybe in addition to finding a gift for the girls, he'd purchase a spell or two. As he entered he was pleased to see that the store carried a whole variety of different items. Now, all he had to do was find a few in his price range. He stopped to admire a doll collection and was awed by how life-like they looked. He was so...
The warm breeze makes my auburn hair fly around my face. I’m not concerned if my hair is messy now, just enjoying the feel of the wind lifting it, feels sensual. Walking on the beach, sandals protect my feet from the thousands of shells clustered of the damp sand. Looking for perfect shells, maybe a intact sand dollar, to give to my daughter back home. I came here, to the coast for two reasons. First, to meet a friend from the net and have fantastic sex. Secondary, to take the time to...