Ok, the object here is to write a story together. Each person can write as little as 1 line or as many as 10 at a go, but best to not go too much over that as you’ll just hog the story. Your post doesn’t have to tie in much with the previous; you can take it off on whatever tangents you like. It can be funny, erotic, science fiction, whatever you like. I’m hoping that when read as a whole it should be at least entertaining. Anyway, I’ll get it started. The heat outside was oppressive. It was a combination of this and having spent the last hour watching the neighbour’s gorgeous new gardener at his work, had left her needing to cool off in more ways than one. As she undressed for a shower the sweat trickled down her tanned back, tracing a line to her firm toned buttocks. She stepped under the shower and the cool water gushed over her pert breasts, making her nipples erect. Her body, tired from the heat, became alive again. She ran her hand down her body, sliding a finger between her legs, her clitoris swollen with desire. Suddenly… (ok, anyone want to pick up from suddenly?)
Suddenly........
She realised, she had met that gardiner before! in a the hotel bar, both where on a conference, sat alone their eyes met across the bar, he casually strolled across and handed her a drink, her thoughts where, handsome, sexy. Numerous drinks later the conversation moved onto sex, her needs, his needs. "Lets have a nightcap in my room" he asked her reply, in a husky voice " I would like that" but then.........
Emergency lights came on, oh in the slightness of the light, he became even more attractive, she reached out, bringing him closer to her, longing to plant a kiss on his lips, he responded, connection made with so much passion, unknown to them both the lift began its upward journey to the 69th floor, stopped and the doors opened.......
she turned to exit the lift and screamed...forgetting it was all a daydream and she was still in the shower, she lost her footing and slipped, whacking her funny bone off the soap tray. Swearing she got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around her and padded downstairs. She opened the fridge to get a drink, then she heard a sound...
after getting up, realised it was not a dream, she had infact been in the shower, soaping herself in anticipation of what was to come, the sound was him, oh yes it was him, she longed for a chance to be with him again, remembering that passionate kiss, the tingling that roared like a train through her entire body, she felt sensations that had long been forgotten, his presence made her mind rush, oh,,,, oh,,, oh
She wondered how she knew that just by looking at them!
The fridge door was still open, the skimpy towel barely covering her as the goosebumps rose on her moist skin. Her nipples were hard and erect, and she could almost feel the gardeners lips and tongue circling them, biting them, his warm breath on her breast. Was he still there?........
He was,, tempting her,, the steam from his breath, blowing against her neck,,, that feeling encouraged her to stoke her pussy, the heavier the breaths, the more intense she wanted him, she arched her shoulders, Yes more......
......a lot of time going to the store. But then she remembered the incident with the last milkman - the morning she opened the door in her sexiest lingerie and invited him in for ‘coffee’. They never made it out of the hallway.....that was a good delivery. Shame he got fired after Mrs Murphy came looking for her eggs. “ That reminds me†she thought as she went to get dressed, “ must get some creamâ€.
...for me scones, they are savage dry withouth it. Just then She recalled that she had left the cat at the vets for his de lousing and she better get there and collect him, 'nothing worse than an irritated pussy' she mused. Arriving at the Vets she notice the cute new receptionist and wondered had the horny old vet had his way with her yet, Mr McNeutered was a horny old bugger despite his name and she'd often had a stray grope or a suspiciously incidentle crotch bump from the old git over the years. Walking into the surgery she held her hand to her mouth aghast as the scene befoe yer unfurled....
Her husband had decided to collect the cat!! but it looked from where she was standing, he was more interested in pussy of a different nature. Then.....
she gasped in horror once more as she noticed something on the ground behind her husband was it what she thought it was, surely not "oh no" she thought it was....it was..........
The Milkmans golden bottle top, her name inscribed on the reverse ( All my love you Minx Cat.... Milkman), she makes a dash to rescue it, she trips over a rabbit, reaching out she grabs the bottom of her husbands trousers and.....
In her haste, pulls them down..
She is aghast to be confronted by the site of her hubby shamelessly clad in her best red and black thong and her silk stockings..
Grabbing a nearby umberella she clubbed him hard over the head,'hmmmmmm he normaly likes that on his bottom purred the receptionist'.
...getting up from her seat the receptionist raced to the surgery and grabbed her stray sex toy from the floor the poor guy had tripped over and waving it above head screamed 'gang bangs on me'...Just then Fr Darcy the local curate walked in the door of the strangely quiet reception area.......
Handed the village cock to Fr D'Arsee... the bishop snatched it and shouted I want this cock. The bells struck, people bowed their heads in prayer, is it 6pm? Suddenly there was a huge bang,, the door bursts open it was the local fire service.....
The room went silent,,, the sound of " Nenagh, Nenagh" piercing their heads1 It was afterall the Tipperary Fire service! The Newest crew member entered,,,, a rush of Hmmm and awe from the the ladies, bellowed out in the room... the Cat looked in disgust.....
she hadn't got the cream - this time - ... and now the Nenagh firemen were cluttering up the room & getting mud on the carpet. She wondered did, did they have a cure for carpet burns? But where was the cream, should she go back out into the barn? The farmboy was out there squeezing the tits of the mullingar heifers, he did have nice gentle stron hands.........
...Mainly due to the ridiculous amount of masturbating he did, which also meant he had hairy palms. Hairy Palms did have theyre advantage though as he could stroke the heads of folically challened fellas and they felt loved. The warm Fuzzy feelings didnt last too long though, mainly because.....
he had sticky hairy palms ... it also didn't help that he was not the 7th son of a 7th son, sure everyone knew that to be a healer you had to be a 7th son ... but he did have 7 brothers and God was good and gave them more than 7 inches for their 7 brides, and the brothers were good to their brides because they had major assets & not all of them in the bank...
Padds... he was the greatest milkman in Swing4. With a juanty laugh and a heart smile he delivered the cream to all who asked. Full fat cream, none of that low fat watery sh*t. But was the cream organic, the women of swing only wanted organic, homegrown & natural, nothing false or artificial, they wanted Green .......
Amazed with all going on in the surroundings, she snatched the cock from the bishop and lifted her pussy, Fr D'Arsee looked on in amazement, She rushed to the door,, Fr D'Arsee shouted "a Bird in the hand and all that" The Bishop replied "Yes Fr D'Arsee and a pussy in the other"
As she neared the exit, her leg got caught in the Firemans hose.......
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