I sleep with my gardener as well. I hadn’t really thought about it much until we moved locally about a mile to our present area. The new garden needed a lot of work and effort put into it to change it from wilderness to respectable. Me, I just like pottering, my wife likes ‘gardening’ as she puts it. The family joke started when, early that spring, I was doing some of the heavy work Jan couldn't manage. It was early eveni...

No world existed beyond the spill of cold light from the car headlamps. A midnight shroud had settled, smothering the land in a gloom where only dim glimmers and deep dark shadows existed. Storm clouds loomed menacingly in the nighttime sky, threatening a downpour that no living soul would wish to be caught in. The streetlights of civilisation seemed to provide people with a false sense of security once the sun set below...

Fanny regarded her teacher with fascination from where she sat at the back of the classroom. Qafira was so very thin. Were they all as thin as her where she came from? Almost all skin and bones. Hardly any fat on the woman at all. She knew that Qafira would get plenty of stick for her thinness. People would wonder whether she’d eaten well. Or whether she wasn’t weak with hunger. But despite her skinniness, Fanny decided t...

Dear Hunglikeadonkey, Meeting you today.Mark,It was great to meet you today and I hope you caught your bus. First meetings are always awkward, especially as we are both expecting to go all the way. It’s not like a first date, where you can kiss and run.Thank you for the nice comments about my apartment and the nice things you said about me. You have seen my pics on Lush, I hope I lived up to your expectations. You seemed...

If you have spunk, prepare to spill it now.You all do know this thong. I rememberThe first time ever Sarah put it on;'Twas on a summer's evening in her tent,That day she came over the Nervii.Look! in this place ran Cassius' finger through;See what a rent the lascivious Casca made;Through this the well-beloved Brutus fuck'd.And as he pluck'd his throbbing cock away,Mark how the juice of Sarah follow'd it,As rushing out of...

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your wives!What light through yonder beaver breaks?It is the yeast and the clitoris is my sun.I saw the source of morning dew betwixt thine thighs asI removed my source of Grecian power,As if King Midas dared to touch the clouds,Upon thy body fell a golden shower.I thought how black a night and blueA load.Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once moreOr close up the pussy with our...

I lifted the wheelbarrow by its handles and tipped the last of the grass clippings into the compost pile. I’d been busy in the garden all morning and had worked up quite a sweat, well, Autumn was fast approaching and there was a lot of yard work to catch up with. Toiling in the hot sun had given me plenty of time to be introspective, and I had finally decided what I wanted for my birthday. It was only a few weeks away now...

Donna and Nellie’s Indiscretion I arrived late one evening at the pub which we always refer to as the Jill and Whistle. I was rather taken aback when I saw Nellie standing beside Donna. This would not normally arouse my indignation but on this occasion I was surprised because Nellie was holding the front of her skirt raised above her waist and Donna was staring intently at the revealed parts. I could not share the view be...

Donna and Nellie’s Tits (again) One evening, while waiting for Donna in the pub I was chatting to Nellie at the bar. It was quiet and no other customers were there. Nellie was moaning about her chest again. She had, so she told me, been out to a posh family do the weekend before and one of her tits had made a bid for freedom while she was dancing. She explained that her frock had not been suitable for a bra to be worn und...

Donna and Equality ‘If,’ said Donna, ‘all men are created equal, what about women?’ She had the ability to raise such matters at moments when I was not entirely able to reply, this time being engaged upon a mission to return a favour she had bestowed upon me earlier. Her thighs were clamped fairly tightly to my ears which made me unsure I had heard her correctly. I raised my head but she tapped it. ‘You concentrate on the...

Oh woe is me, I wonder why My little pussy is so dry? Could it be while on the cam I squirted like the Hoover Dam? And that excited my old boy Who encouraged me to use a toy. Then on the coffee table I went Bum up with my knees well bent. His cock was hard and slid right in. It made me squirt and squirt again. The juices falling on the floor Were certainly a bit of a bore. He sat upon the leather chair I leapt upon him, p...

In the town of Badonkadonk there lived a man called Chuck Johnson. Chuck was just an average guy. He was twenty one years old and still lived with his parents. He had an older brother, Lance, who’d recently come out as gay and he wasn’t sure how he felt about that. He also believed he lived in the most boring place on Earth. But Chuck and the rest of the inhabitants of Badonkadonk were about to become embroiled in one of...