Room 2D

A festively titled photo-story from Fessée 10 with lovely Susie Jenkins, who also made a few videos. I'll post one tomorrow. ‘I tell you,’ I heard him boast just the other day, ‘I tell you, if this barn could speak, it’d have a tale or two to tell!’ ‘If this barn could speak!’ Of course I can speak, and can tell more than just a couple of tales. Take last Tuesday. for example. A quiet day, reasonable weather and everybody working out of doors. Then some time in the early afternoon, Susie Jenkins arrived. As soon as she entered I knew the score, but it was a new experience for her. She was a little apprehensive, but she had a firm tilt to her jaw, which I quite liked, and she was dressed casually but appropriately with a white shirt tucked into black breeches with traditional riding boots and hat. She sat on a bale, fiddling with her crop, obviously wondering what to expect. She wouldn’t have picked up any rumours in the vill...

From Blushes 71, the concluding part (sadly incomplete). Sigrid Wenzel is getting ready for bed. Seated at her dressing table and applying the finishing touches. Bed with Rudi. Her dear husband. But tomorrow, she thinks with a little thrill, not Rudi. Tomorrow it will be Herr Kassner. Gerhard. That very vigorous man who is so good with girls and is doing such a good job with Toni, Sigrid’s 17-year-old daughter. Not to mention of course her friend Monika’s young Wanda. Sigrid applies the final touch of perfume here and there and stands. She is in a good mood. An affectionate mood towards her dear Rudi. So for his benefit she has put on her new and extremely brief baby-doll nightie. Just the top. The nightie came with very brief pants but Sigrid is dispensing with these. She has on only the nightie top which does not reach much below her waist. She is otherwise nude except only for her high-heeled pink house pumps. The garment is bl...

First part of two, from Blushes 64 Life seemed to promise only heedless pleasure for Toni and Wanda on this warm and sunny June afternoon. The two German 17-year-olds were on a picnic with their boyfriends out in a secluded glade in the forest, lying entwined respectively Toni with Stefan and Wanda with Karl on two blankets. Their picnic basket was for the moment ignored as they concentrated on other heady pleasures. Both Toni and Wanda had their knickers off and their short skirts up somewhere around their waists and between their urgent thighs they were identically wet and aroused from the stimulation of young male hands. Toni was breathing ‘Nein…’ to Stefan as she held the hot bare flesh of his erect penis in her hand… but Toni knew she would take it. Because having it in her was so mind-bendingly marvellous. And on the other blanket Wanda was likewise breathing ‘Nein…’ and although Wanda probably wouldn’t take it that way becau...