All Chapters of Romantic Shots: Tease Me My Darling: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The air was fresh and cool next to the ocean. It was very late and I doubted our parents would be up--if they had been here, that is.For as long as I could remember, my family had left our mainland home every summer to stay at a cottage of sorts by the seaside for a month or so. We did all sorts of good things; fished, hiked, canoed, swam. Of course in England the water is always a little nippy, but we all got used to it fairly quickly.It was always good fun and time to bond, but a new element was added the year I turned fifteen--four years ago today.It was just me, my older brother Jeremy--Jem for short--our dog, Tyrell, and Mum and Dad who came to the cottage each year, and it was a large place.My favourite spot was the screened in porch. I slept there and read there and wrote in my journal in there. Usually it was my place, and Jem never fought for it with me. He was a good older brother, and I wasn’t bratty either.But one night that summer, about halfway through our stay, I f

Kali was already home by the time I got to our downtown Ottawa apartment. She was in the shower, and I could see the steam drifting out from under the bathroom door and hear her singing something beautiful in Hindi. She had a gorgeous voice, the kind that would make you shiver and the hair on the back of your neck stand up. I was sweaty after hockey, so I stood in the hallway to get out of my dirty clothes and then snuck into the bathroom. We had a large glass shower stall with a bench inside. The glass was steamed, but I could still make out the shape of my sexy, slender yet voluptuous girlfriend, her long black hair loose, wet, and hanging down between her shapely buttocks. With practised vigilance, I quietly entered the stall and came up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist, my breasts flattening against her back. Kali’s song abruptly stopped, but she sighed, relaxed, back into my embrace.‘Hi, Momma,’ she purred as my hand stroked up her soft, brown belly—past the belly-b

Julia was the senior project manager at the company I was contracted to. She was about forty, 5'6" tall and about 8st. (112lbs). She wore her dark hair to collar length. She was also quite attractive. I on the other hand am nearing 50, 6'6" tall, short grey hair and weigh in at just about double that of Julia. My contract was some 200 miles from my home and so I stayed in a hotel during the week going home just at weekends. After finishing my day's work there's very little to do so I usually stay at my desk and surf the net. Often left alone in the office I occasionally check out the web's latest erotic stories. The day in question I'd just finished reading one of the day's new romantic stories (Its Better than Football - The Evening). My mobile phone rang, and as reception is very poor at my desk I walked to the kitchen area where reception was at its best. It was my pimp (Agent) on the line with various questions about extending my contact. Finally agreeing an increased rate I finis

. I moved my head from its deeply scented position in order to let the trousers fall to the floor. Julia showed no sign of objection so I returned my mouth to its favoured position. Having only the silky smoothness of her flimsy panties covering her sweet pussy I let my tongue loose. It licked all over the soft silk, occasionally straying to the even softer skin at its edges. For someone who, only moments ago had thought this to be disgusting Julia seemed to be deriving intense pleasure from my ministrations. An almost continuous murmur of please emanated from her mouth and she was holding my head pushing it against her pubic mound. My hands had continued their exploration now caressing the firm flesh below the silken panties. The trousers around Julia's ankles limited my mouths actions too much so again I paused, this time to remove completely the trousers and the dainty panties.With Julia now standing before me, naked below the waist. Her dark pubic hair was naturally sparse, just

My hands roam over my breasts, pinching my nipples between my fingers. The long tongue changes its movement a little now and actually pulls back the hood of my clitoris with each long lick of my slit. This causes my body to shudder and shake then ultimately start to cum as I give a loud moan, and flood his magical tongue with pussy juice. The man moves up to kiss me and I open my eyes to smile at him. I drift back to reality with a start as I see Duke's head and realise the wonderful tongue that has just brought me to a climax was his. Deflated and suddenly guilty now I try to struggle up to my knees, telling the dog to stop it now and stay back off my bed.Ignoring my protests, Duke jumps onto the bed and moves purposely toward me. I stare fearfully at him, seeing clearly that licking my pussy has turned the dog on sexualy. His pointed cock is showing out, it's a dark red colour, thin and quite long, as long as a man anyway. Turning around, I try to crawl away from him and almost rea