1. Easter in Lochwinnoch


    Date: 4/21/2017, Categories: Mature, Author: odlum, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    Beth’s fearful screams above the roar of the engine and the noise of the rain. This was not the romantic ride on the motorcycle that he had planned for this evening. The bike sk**ded to a stop by the front door. Aaron dismounted and helped Beth off. Her body emitted agitation. He maneuvered her towards the door. He opened it, pushed her in, and closed it immediately. Turning back to the bike to get the luggage, he muttered to himself “…oh shit, I’m buggered now...” Beth heard the door slam behind her. She shuddered as felt the raindrops from her helmet run down the back of her neck. Beth swore softly to herself as she tore off her gloves and fumbled with the helmet binding as the face shield fogged up. Pulling off the helmet, she saw the room for the first time. It was warm, cozy, and rustically romantic. Shaded wall lamps and the flicker of the fire behind the glass window in the stove door provided soft light. Placing her helmet and gloves on the dining table she moved towards the stove. She unzipped her jacket and holding it open, she soaked in the warmth. “Aaron McGregor, you really owe me now,” she said to herself with a smile. The door opened and Aaron entered. She did not move. He placed the bags by the chair at the head of the table. Quickly he removed his gloves, helmet, and jacket and stepped towards her. She turned. Her cheeks were flushed and Aaron could clearly see the large wet patch on her sweater. It caused the material to mould to her breasts. The outline of ...
    her bra and her nipples were clearly to be seen. “Let’s get you out of those wet clothes my love,” Aaron said as he reached to help her off with her jacket. “Don’t be getting any fancy ideas, there my man,” she chided as the jacket slipped off. “I need to get warm first.” Beth reached up and patted his cheeks with her hands. “There, see how bl**dy cold I am. I’m wet and frozen and…” He cut her off mid sentence. “Brrr, you are right. You’re frozen, let’s get you into a hot bath.” He wrapped his left arm around her shoulders hugging her tightly and led her across the room to the bathroom. “There’re towels on the rack. Robes and slippers are there too. Sorry hun, but there’s no bubble bath.” “Your star rating is slipping even more. First the bl**dy rain and cold and now no bubble bath, what next?” However, before he could reply she placed a hand on his lips and gently pushed him back out the door. “Now be off with you and leave a girl to warm up her bath.” “I’ll be back for your wet clothes in a minute,” she heard him say through the closed door. Beth began to loosen the belt of her leather pants as she approached the bathtub. She started the bath and disrobed. She piled her clothes on the stool by the tub. Standing naked watching the tub fill, she had the sudden urge to pee. The throne in the corner was the obvious answer. The seat was cold and it made her shiver. She chuckled to herself, as she had to read the instructions on the wall before she could get the toilet to flush. ...
«1234...78»