Mary Tales

Mary Tales is moving!

2007-10-12T09:46:00.000+01:00

This blog is going to stay up, but new episodes of Sunday Morning, and other comics, will be published at marytales.thumblogger.com/ in future. The gorgeous Domai and Wild Innocence girls I've been featuring will be moving to marysgirls.thumblogger.com, where they'll be joined by others from Met-Art, Femjoy and more.

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Sunday Morning- Page 12

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Wild Innocence galleries

2007-09-21T09:49:00.001+01:00

I'm going to be away for a couple of weeks, so no comics updates for a while. To tide you over, here are a few Wild Innocence galleries for you.

Sunday Morning- Page 11

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Sunday Morning - Page 10

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Sunday Morning - Page 9

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Sunday Morning - Page 8

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More new beauties from Domai

2007-09-11T09:51:00.000+01:00

Coming soon from Domai, another four gorgeous women.

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If you like the girls of Domai, you'll love the beauties at Wild Innocence as well.

Sunday Morning - Page 7

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Sunday Morning - page 6

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Sunday Morning - page 5

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Irin 4

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Sunday Morning - page 4

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More about Omaha the Cat Dancer.
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Irin 3

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Sunday Morning - page 3

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Irin 2

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More images from Domai. Click through for larger versions.

Sunday Morning - page 2

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Coming soon from Domai

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Gorgeous girls from Domai, coming in the next few months.

Irin

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Click through for larger versions. Irin is another of Domai's gorgeous models.

Sunday Morning - page 1

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Page 1 of an erotic comic. A couple spend a lazy Sunday morning discussing the difference between pornography and erotica. More pages to follow.
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Wild Innocence

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If you like Domai you'll love Wild Innocence. Gorgeous girls beautifully photographed, usually outdoors.

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Friday Frolics

2007-08-10T08:54:00.000+01:00

It must be harvest time. Some of these girls are having fun with fruit and veg.

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Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

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A few galleries for you.

And there are more-

Innocent teens undress and dildo

Blonde teens in torrid strapon romp

Tantalizing sirens finger poolside

Sultry teens undress and have sex

Steamy teens dildo twats in office

Beautiful teens nude and lick twats

Sizzling sirens finger and tongue

Dazzling cuties devour tasty twats

Luscious blonde teens lap and dildo

Gorgeous ladies kiss and toy twats

Sweet teens kiss and bang big dildo

Enticing honeys eagerly dildo twats

Three teen sirens have sex toy fun

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Domai's upcoming models

2007-07-31T17:20:00.000+01:00

Just look at these beauties, coming soon from the ever brilliant Domai.

Misa

Vivian

Vovkulaka

Albina

Elena

Iris

Jennifer

Konstansia

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Mary Tales 1 at Lulu.com

2007-04-27T10:23:00.000+01:00

You can now get Mary Tales 1 at Lulu.com.

New Apartment 4

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Some experiments with lighting and into the bedroom.

New Apartment part 3

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New Apartment part 2

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New Apartment part 1

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Vanity

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Show a guy some reflective surfaces and this is what happens.

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In the barn

2006-06-28T13:32:00.000+01:00

Another little set of images for you. A sexy girl and an empty barn.

Mary Tales, the magazine

2006-06-16T17:08:00.000+01:00

You can buy the first issue of the Mary Tales magazine at Renderotica. It's in pdf format, has seven short erotic stories and twenty five images and is only five dollars.

Issue two of the magazine is going to be almost entirely comics. This is a test image for it-

Pipe pictures

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Nothing complicated here, just a hot girl, a simple set and the minimum of lights.

Erotismo Grafico

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A picture says a thousand words, so it's okay if you can't read Italian because Erotismo Grafico is all about the images.

More beauties from Hegre

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Hegre temptress of the day

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Cute as can be and, refreshingly, unshaven.

Foursome for you

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Four Sapphic Erotica photo sets for you.

A late Christmas Present

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Sapphic Erotica has a few hot new galleries up, though the one with Santa's little helpers is a couple of months late.

Sunday Treat

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It's been a while. Here are a few galleries for your enjoyment.

Happy New Year!

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A few New Year galleries for you courtesy of Hegree Art.

Gallery 1
Gallery 2
Gallery 3
Gallery 4
Gallery 5

If you go down to the woods today

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More bare than bear, but you would certainly have been surprised. Click the image for a larger version.

I'm getting a make-over

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What do you think of the new look? I'm not so sure about the hair colour, and I might get it cut, then i'll do a full photo shoot for you.

Upcoming Domai models

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Just a few of the gorgeous models you can expect from Domai in the next couple of months-

Nastya
(planned for Nov 21)

Annalina
(planned for Nov 14)

Irisa
(planned for Nov 7)

Natala
(Planned for November 28)

GALLERIE DEGLI ARTISTI

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This big gallery has loads of stuff by erotic comics artists, check it out.

Sunday Morning Treat

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This week's Sunday special is a pair of galleries for you. Click on the pictures to see more.

Bundle o' pics

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I don't think I've posted any of these before. Enjoy.

Kimberley, Nicole and Anna pt 2

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Photoset from-

Kimberley, Nicole and Anna

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These photos supplied by-

Sunday Special Feature

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This is Fran with her clothes on and (almost) covered up. Do you like her T-shirt? She found it here.

Something a little different for your Sunday erotica. Another threesome, and a bisexual one at that, but two guys and a girl this time-

I have to admit, the music isn't really to my taste. Simply Red is a bit dull, but they consider it the stuff to make love to. I don't complain, I'm the guest and they are the hosts. He is in the shower, she is naked on the bed, one hand playing with small breasts, the other sliding through the lubricated folds of her cunt. I am sitting in the wicker chair at the foot of the bed, still fully clothed but for my shoes. We are watching the large screen video of her husband pumping hard and regular into her arse.
The sound of the shower stops and he comes into the bedroom wearing a white towelling bathrobe and rubbing his wet hair. He is half bald, so it doesn't take very long. "Hell," he says, "you're still dressed. You don’t have to stand on ceremony son, she hasn't." We both look at his wife, maybe half his age and hot as hell, as she sits up to look at us. She smiles, she is about to get a show and then I am going to fuck her. I am going to fuck her, but first I have to satisfy her husband. I stand and take off my shirt and release my hard on from my trousers. He smiles and strokes my arse as I bend over to take the trousers off. This is it, soon I will be bi-curious no longer.
I turn back to him and he slides the robe from his shoulders. He is an inch or so shorter than me and slightly tubby, his belly isn't so large that it overwhelms his dick where it throbs and pulses out of his crotch. I kneel before him and for the first time see another man's cock right up close. I lick along the underside then tease the sensitive tip of the glans, just like I would want it. Then I lick my lips and pool saliva in my mouth. With one hand around the shaft, so he can't thrust too far in, I take a breath and gulp on the head.
The knob tastes of soap and man. I never believed it would be this exciting, I move my hands and bob my head up and down, pushing it into me as far as I can. He starts fucking my mouth, slowly and gently, hands on my shoulders. She is moaning as she watches, I can't see her, but I know she is being driven wild by this. He pulls out of my mouth, saliva dripping down his shaft. "Fuck her," he commands, "and I'll fuck you."
She lies back on the edge of the bed, feet flat on the floor, and splits her labia, inviting me in. Her husband and I put on our condoms and he begins to lube his up. I slide into her as far as I can and take a nipple into my mouth. She reaches down and clasps my butt cheeks, pulling them apart. I can feel him behind me and try to relax before his assault.
The tip of his cock pushes at the edge of my sphincter and I clench it unconsciously. It is cold, then it is warm, then it is hard, insistent. I relax and he pushes, lodging the head and making me gasp. She wraps her legs around mine, holding me as her husband pushes slowly in. I can feel myself in her, feel him in me, taste him on my tongue. I faint away.
When I wake I'm hearing gasps and moans, and I realise they include mine and no longer just the video. He isn't large, a few more moments and I could have swallowed him whole, but I can feel him pushing against my insides. The butt plug was never like this.
She kisses me across the forehead and licks my eyebrows and shows me that she has been training her cunt. "Don't move, let the old man do all the work." she suggests. Goaded by this he pulls out very slowly, lubes up again and pushes back in even more smoothly. It moves me against her clit and she purrs. He picks up the pace and it is beginning to feel beautiful.
There is a pause in the soundtrack of the video. We all look at the screen and suddenly we are watching this very same scene being played out, but with a pretty young Asian boy in my place. The boy licks her distended nipples and so do I.
He is ramming hard and fast into me now and she is screaming out with approaching orgasm. I can only pant and hang on, if I weren't so excited his hands digging into my waist would hurt. He is on his last desperate lunges and she is shivering through her second coming beneath me. He barks and I can feel him filling the sheath inside me. He pulls out and sits back on the floor.
Her legs move from their vice grip on mine and wrap around my waist. "Fuck her hard boy, make her come again." he tells me, tossing aside the full condom and stretching out on the floor where he can watch me filling her. I hook my arms under her knees and push her legs back until they touch her tits and I'm pumping as hard as I can.
She comes again, and again on and on until I've lost count. Then so am I and it is so intense that I'm fainting away again.
I can feel them gently lifting me aside and laying me out on the floor. I keep my eyes closed until I feel the condom being gently rolled off and a tongue lightly licking me clean. She is on her hands and knees lapping at me as he takes her from behind. Over his shoulder he is giving a blow job to the young Asian. I'm tender and my arse throbs beautifully and I’m getting hard again. "It's going to be a long night." he says.

Tatya

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A quick one

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Mary Tales Samples

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I thought you might like to see a few more images from the upcoming Mary Tales comic. I don't know when it's going to launch but I know you'll support it with subscriptions. In the meantime, if you want to fund the poor starving artist I've got drawing and rendering this for me, you could treat yourself to membership of Domai or Sapphic Erotica, both gorgeous and gorgeously naughty.

Sunday Super Feature

2005-09-18T10:58:00.000+01:00

Today's images from-

More after the story
They spent the rest of the weekend making love, pausing only to eat, sleep and shower. However, it was all over far too soon and they packed up the car on Sunday night and Rose drove on the journey back to their flat. They had just enough energy to empty their clothes into the laundry basket before collapsing into bed and falling asleep.
Mark had to work the next day, but Rose was still on holiday until Wednesday. She was going to use the time to apply for better jobs. She had been stuck in her current position one year longer than was acceptable, but the only way up in the company was through the good graces of her superior- the obnoxious Miles Jenkins. Jenkins had made it quite clear what she could do to get a promotion, and Rose fully understood the sick little power game he was playing. The much suggested blowjobs or weekends away wouldn’t get her anything other than more attention from him, confident at getting away with it once. So she was stuck. Consistently top of the year all through her architecture degree and all she got to do was specify the detailing on the doors and stair rails.
Rose settled down at the computer and pressed the button to turn it on. As the machine whirred and beeped into life, she stared out of the window at the flat directly across the courtyard. The flat was on the third floor of a U-shaped development, the block directly opposite had only been completed a month ago and people were beginning to move in. There were boxes and furniture in the studio apartment directly opposite and someone was moving around. The figure stepped out from behind a pile of boxes. It was a girl, maybe two or three years younger than Rose. She had glossy black hair in a bob which framed one of the most perfect faces Rose had ever seen, with a tiny nose, big innocent eyes and cherry red lips. The girl was wearing a bright orange crop top and big woolly socks, which managed to draw attention instantly to her naked bush of pubic hair.
For a moment Rose thought the girl had spotted her, and was about to rush over and close the curtains. But she hadn't. The girl smiled to herself and closed her eyes. She ran her hands through her hair, letting it fall back around her face, then shook it loose. Then she ran a finger through her pubic hair, smiling even more when she found something under it to tease at. Rose sat up in her seat and twisted it around.
The girl turned away from the window and presented a pair of firm, round buttocks to Rose. She pulled her top off and tossed it aside, then began running the palms of her hands over her body. Rose's nipples tightened and tingled at the thought of what she couldn’t see, she unbuttoned her jeans and slid a hand into her knickers.
Across the courtyard, the girl lowered herself to a kneeling position, then she went down on all fours. Her left hand sneaked across her belly and reached her pussy. Two fingers split the lips and a third explored the deep red recesses. Though Rose couldn't see her face, the way the girl's head was thrown back indicated her ecstasy. She grabbed a beanbag and buried her face in it. Now the girl's right hand joined her left in teasing her cunt. Rose fed two fingers into her own vagina and began a delicious rhythm with them.
Rose had closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again she found that the girl had found a new way to pleasure herself. The forefinger of her right hand had found her clitoris and was teasingly rubbing close to it, covering it and tugging at it with its hood. Her left hand had sneaked away and found its way down her back to her arse cheeks. The glistening fore finger probed at the puckered hole of her anus, then gently slid in. Rose remembered the sensations she had experienced on the island, having her last, most private orifice lovingly invaded. She came. It wasn't the most earth shattering climax ever, but it had a delicious spice added by the voyeurism.
Across the way, the girl's back arched in climax. She collapsed into the beanbag, her heavy breathing obvious. Rose stretched out in the seat. She realised that her jeans had been pushed down her hips, partially exposing her golden bush, but did nothing to draw them back up. She brought her sticky fingers to her lips, and tasted herself on them. It was as she sucked on her sex glazed fingers that Rose looked up again. The girl had rolled over and sat up. She was looking out of her window, and this time she definitely saw Rose and could tell what effect her erotic display had made. Her bright red lips curled into a cheeky smile, then she stood and stretched, displaying herself to Rose again. She had a pair of small firm breasts with nipples the same colour as her lips. She ran her hands over these again before disappearing behind the boxes.
Rose flushed bright red. She stood to pull her jeans back up and turned quickly to the computer. She opened the word processor and went straight to her resume, but found she could not concentrate. When she found herself reading the same sentence over and over she knew it was time for a coffee break.
After cleaning the cafetiere, putting milk in a mug and turning on the kettle, Rose remembered that they had just run out of ground coffee. She stood in the middle of the tiled floor for a moment’s indecision, eventually deciding that instant coffee wouldn't hit the spot in quite the same way. She slipped on some deck shoes, grabbed her purse and keys and left the flat.
Just like Rose's old flat, there were shops at ground level in this block. She picked up some papers at the newsagent's, to look for jobs, and headed to the delicatessen for the coffee. It was a small shop, run by a Scotsman with an Italian name, who everyone called Bob. Rose stood at the counter and breathed in the dark, bitter smell of the coffee beans. She asked Bob to grind half a pound of the continental roast for her, and drifted round the shop looking for other things she might need whilst he did this. She spotted the last jar of stuffed olives on the shelf and reached out for it. A small hand closed over hers when she grasped the lid.
Rose turned to see who else wanted the olives, and came face to face with the girl from across the courtyard. She was slightly shorter than Rose and was wearing the orange crop top and culottes. Her nose had been pierced and she had a stud in it, a little golden mole on her left nostril. She gave the same cheeky smile she had earlier and Rose flushed red. Her heart was beating faster with apprehension and she was becoming wet with excitement at the same time. "Hi," said the girl, "I'm Jane. I believe we're neighbours."
"I think I've seen you." Rose managed to say. She felt stupid. They both knew she had seen all of Jane, and they both managed to smile at having this thought in unison.
"Do you want the olives?"
"No, it's okay. I'm sure we've still got some in the old jar. Here." Rose handed the jar across.
They walked to the counter, where Jane put down the jar of olives and Rose picked up the coffee. She paid first, then stepped to one side as Bob served Jane.
"Do you want to come up for a cup of coffee?" Roses asked as they left the delicatessen. "You can borrow a cup of sugar as well, or whatever it is that neighbours do." And maybe, she thought, I can get to see your beautiful body again. It was an odd thought, she'd never had any similar ones before. Then she had another, she wondered what it would be like to see Mark make love to this gorgeous girl? What would it be like for him to see her make love to this gorgeous girl? She fought to stop these thoughts before she became dizzy with them.
Rose made it back to the apartment without fainting or laying a hand on Jane. She showed the girl into the living room and started to make a cafetiere of coffee. When she entered the living room with it, some mugs and a bowl of sugar, on a tray, she found Jane staring out of the window at her own flat.
"I've discovered,” Jane announced, "that you can only see into the flat directly opposite unless you go right up to the window and press your nose against it."
"Or you go out onto the balcony." Rose suggested, "You can see much more when you're out there."
"Yeah, but it's not as much fun. There's stuff you can't do when you're on the balcony.” Jane came over and sat on the settee next to Rose, who was pouring the coffee.
"Milk? Sugar?"
"Black please, no sugar." Rose handed the cup over, then picked up her own.
They sipped their drinks in silence for a few moments, savouring the flavours, then Jane asked, “When is your boyfriend going to be back from work?”
"How did...?" Jane couldn't have seen Mark, Rose hadn't opened the curtains until after he had left for work.
"Oh, don't worry, I haven't been spying on you. I just noticed that those slippers are way too big for you, and that is a man's stereo, definitely." Jane pointed to the monolith of black separates which made up Mark's stereo system. Rose's mini hi-fi, which she felt gave just as good quality sound, had been relegated to the bedroom. She smiled and nodded. "Why is it they always have to go for bigger and better toys when only dogs and new-born babies can appreciate the extra range?" Jane added rhetorically.
Rose laughed. Mark was so easy going about most things, it was quite surprising how earnest and retentive he could get about the stereo and his computer. In a way it was endearing, but also quite amusing. "Mark's normally back at around half past five."
"Is he good looking?" Jane laid a hand on Rose's denim clad thigh. Suddenly the room seemed to get hotter.
"I think he is. He's a very good lover." Why had she said that? Rose felt the need to expand, "He can tell when I want him to take control and when I want him not to. And he does the..... odder things I ask." She remembered the island, Mark’s dick stretching and filling her arsehole.
Jane was leaning closer, "I'd like to meet him." She put her cup down on the tray.
"I'm sure he'd like to meet you too." They were getting very close, Rose could feel the body heat as Jane’s hand moved further up her thigh.
"Do you make love in this room?" Jane asked. Her nails were idly scratching at the seam of Rose's jeans on the inside of her thigh.
"Sometimes." The answer came out as a sigh.
"And you make love on the floor in front of the window? At about half past five?" Rose could feel Jane's warm breath on her lips.
"We might tonight."
Jane smiled and stood up. She walked over to the window again. Rose felt a physical disappointment, like when sex was interrupted by a phone call. "About here." Jane announced, "I should be able to see that. Then you can come over and we'll have a housewarming in my flat. I'll cook, and lay on entertainment." This last comment got a raised eyebrow from Rose. Jane’s reply was her usual cheeky smile.
Rose walked over to Jane and put her hands on the girl's bare waist. She slid her right hand up until it touched the bottom of Jane’s crop top. "So..... are you some sort of gay exhibitionist voyeur, or something?"
Jane giggled, "I'm bisexual, actually, with a slight preference for dark haired, well hung men and gorgeous blonde women. Deep down, I think everyone's secretly bi, they just feel guilty to admit it. What about you?"
"I've always thought of myself as straight. But occasionally I see a female body which makes me think about a little bit of the other." Rose slid her hand into the crop top and circled a breast. She ran a finger round Jane's nipple and felt it harden to the touch. She quickly removed her hand and heard Jane sigh, then cut off this sound with a quick kiss. "I'd like Mark to see you.... See us, even."
"He'd like that?"
"Of course he would. He might want to join in though."
"We'll see. That'll depend on how nice he is. And how big." They laughed together at the thought.
"Come on," Rose took Jane's hand and led her towards the kitchen, "I'll make you lunch and we can plan tonight's party."

Mark returned from work at half past five, to find Rose waiting for him. She was wearing the silk teddy he had bought for her the weekend she had accepted his marriage proposal. She and Jane had plaited her hair and she had applied subtle make up. Mark locked the door and put down his briefcase. As he passed along the short hall to the living room he hung up his jacket and pulled off his tie. Rose stood from the settee and met him at the door.
They kissed, then Rose led him to the middle of the room. She and Jane had placed a deep pile rug here, where Jane reckoned she would get the best view of their lovemaking. Mark knew better than to ask what he had done to deserve this greeting. Long ago he had learnt how much fun he could have when Rose fully exercised her sexual whims. He gently pushed the thin straps off her shoulders and the teddy dropped to the floor. The sight of Rose's naked body could still generate a gasp of appreciation from him. They kissed again. Rose began unbuttoning his shirt.
Rose pulled Mark's shirt off and signalled that he should stand still while she did what she wanted to him. He was willing to comply. She got down on her knees and released his belt, then unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. When these had fallen around his ankles she pulled his boxer shorts down to reveal his erection.
As she ran her fingers up and down Mark's throbbing dick, Rose glanced out of the window and across the courtyard. She could see Jane, sitting in the beanbag and watching avidly. By now Mark's knob was big and throbbing, Rose just had to kiss it. She ran her tongue over the end, then along the underside to the balls. Mark sighed and, despite her orders, stroked her shoulders. She looked up and met his gaze. She had been waiting for this all day and didn't need any more foreplay. She wanted Mark to fill her now, and lay back and spread her legs to show him this.
Mark quickly threw off his shoes, trousers and boxers. Naked, he stood over Rose, staring down and admiring her body. Then she reached down and lazily split the lips of her sex. They glistened and pouted at him. He knelt down and drew her knees up as he prepared to enter her. Rose reached out and stroked the length of his cock, then drew it down to her cunt. She only had to lodge its head at the entrance and he slid easily in, so excited and wet was she.
With Mark's cock in her to the hilt, Rose wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him all over his face. He responded by nuzzling her neck and pulling slowly out of her until only the head of his dick was still in her. Rose had been waiting for this all day, and knew she was going to come very soon. He slid back in smoothly and it felt as if he had grown larger still. Rose couldn't take this slow teasing any more, she urged Mark to go faster with pressure from her legs.
Eager to keep up with Rose’s desires, Mark's thrusts became shorter and faster. Raising himself to touch the floor with only his hands and toes he began angled thrusts which pressed harder than normal against her clitoris. Rose relaxed her legs and stretched out in a star, crying out with joy at every thrust. Mark kissed her breasts. Her back began arching up to meet each thrust. She clasped handfuls of the carpet to hold herself down. A flush spread across the underside of her breasts and Mark licked at it. And this drove her over the edge. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a kiss as the orgasm resonated from her toes all the way up to the roots of her hair.
Mark was still hard in Rose. She signalled him to pull out. When he had moved away she rolled onto her belly and thrust up her arse. Mark understood the suggestion instantly. He moved behind her and planted kisses on the globes of her buttocks. Then he gently prised the firm hemispheres apart and ran his tongue around the tight rim of her anus, savouring the new taste. Rose remembered the island, and seeing Jane plumbing her own arse with a finger. She relaxed, and Mark licked saliva into the dilating hole.
He moved again, and Rose felt his hands holding her arse cheeks open. She buried her face in the carpet and waited. The head of Mark's knob teased at the outside of Rose's anus, then eased in on its lubrication of her own cunt juice. Rose moaned and clutched at the carpet, about to come again. Mark pushed as far in as he could, then pulled a short way out, savouring the tightness of Rose's back passage. She tensed her muscles around him and drew an appreciative sigh.
Clasped so tightly, Mark couldn't build up a fast rhythm. He simply drew out and pushed in with slow, measured thrusts. This drew out beautifully and sensually, until Rose came again and the shudders shook her whole body. Mark held her waist tight and shot warm fluid deep inside her.
They lay side by side. Mark stroked Rose's face, "I guess you didn't get your c.v. done today then?"
"I spent most of the time thinking about what we were going to do when you got home. And I met a new neighbour. She invited us over for dinner."
"Oh, really."
"Yes. In an hour's time" Rose had glanced at the clock. It was twenty past six. They had made love for almost an hour, Jane must have had a great show. "She's gorgeous. Come on, we have to get ready." She urged Mark up and pointed him toward the bathroom. When he had left the living room she turned around and looked across the courtyard. Jane was standing near to the window of her flat, flushed a light red and breathing heavily. She had changed into a short, light summer dress. She waved at Rose, then lifted the dress to reveal her black pubic bush and smiled her cheeky smile.

Today's images from-

Domai's upcoming models

2005-09-16T18:19:00.000+01:00

It's been a while since I mentioned just how perfect Domai is. I just looked at their upcoming models and they include this bunch of beauties-

Four's a crowd

2005-09-16T07:06:00.000+01:00

Two's company

2005-09-10T11:53:00.000+01:00

Oh, okay, you can have two pictures today.

More teasing

2005-09-10T00:45:00.000+01:00

Tease

2005-09-08T20:20:00.000+01:00

I'm going to tease you by publishing this next set of photos one at a time.

Another bumper collection of Sapphic Erotica pictures

2005-09-01T07:24:00.000+01:00

I've not got a lot to say at the moment, I'm in a bit of a hurry. I hope the pictures will make up for it.

More Sapphic Erotica

2005-08-31T21:10:00.000+01:00

Sapphic Erotica

2005-08-30T17:37:00.000+01:00

I had a great time at Gay Pride over the weekend, and I thought I'd share with you the joy of sexy young women making love. I've joined the affilliate program for Sapphic Erotica, the Internet's best source for lesbian pics and movies.

I'll be sharing pictures from a SE photo shoot over the next few days, starting with these.

Another Sunday Double Feature

2005-08-28T13:44:00.000+01:00

They woke early the next day, still in the habit of rising for work. The rental on the house had included a canoe and a pair of bikes. Mark wanted to take the canoe and explore Derwent water, landing on islands he had found on a map. After a light breakfast they strapped the canoe to the roof rack and set out.
They drove first to Keswick. Whilst Mark shopped for picnic food, Rose went to a few other shops for supplies of her own. The sun hid briefly behind the clouds and she worried that perhaps she was going to be underdressed in shorts and a light blouse almost sheer enough to show her nipples. By the time she got back to the car it was sunny again. Mark was waiting in the driver's seat, putting food into a bag with the picnic gear. Rose carefully put her bag of supplies behind her seat.
They drove to a launch site on the shore of Derwent Water. Mark carried the canoe and food bag to the shore whilst Rose struggled with the paddles and buoyancy aids as well as her own bag. She kicked her shoes off and put them in the canoe as they pushed off. 'Where are we going?' she asked as they got into the swing of paddling.
'Over there.' Mark pointed out an island and began steering towards it.
'Is it inhabited?'
'If we're lucky, no.' Mark had a wicked grin.
They set up a steady stroke, crossing the slightly choppy lake, but Rose shivered as the wind cut through her top. She rested her paddle behind her seat and laid a buoyancy aid in front of it, then stretched out on it below the gunnels and out of the wind. The sun shone directly onto her and she was warm again quickly. She couldn't quite reach Mark's crotch with her bare foot, but she waved it enticingly in front of him until he leant forward and nibbled a toe.
'How far to the island now.' Rose asked after five minutes.
'Not far at all.'
'And is there anybody on it?'
'Nope.'
'Goody. I need to top up my tan.' Rose trailed her hand in the water. It was cold, so she decided to put aside her original plan of swimming to the island. She checked the distance to the island and began unbuttoning her blouse. This went in the bag with the towels and food. Mark pulled the paddle up and reached it across to dribble water onto Rose's navel. She squealed and squirmed and giggled and dipped her hand into the water to splash back.
Mark dipped the paddle back into the lake and splashed water against the side of the boat. 'Ah, ah, now. Let’s not have escalation, I can shift much more water than you.'
'Damn. Oh okay.' Rose subsided and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her shorts. She lifted her buttocks and slid the shorts down her legs. The slip of material followed the blouse into the bag. Rose hooked her knees over the gunnels and trailed her feet in the water. As the sun played upon the blonde hair around her crack she felt a different warmth spreading from inside it.
The rocking of the boat was sensual and the steady paddle relaxing. Rose closed her eyes and sighed. She felt her cunt lips pouting open as she imagined Mark staring at her, or the surprise of anybody upon another boat seeing her naked in the canoe. The paddling stopped briefly and Mark lightly brushed the inside of Rose's thigh then ran fingers through her pubic hair. 'Brace yourself.' he told her. Rose opened her eyes and looked at him, confused, just as the canoe grounded on the beach and crunched against the fine pebbles.
Mark leapt out and splashed along the side of the boat. He dragged it a short way up the beach then leant in to kiss Rose. She reached up and stroked the back of his neck as he cupped a breast. They parted and Mark picked up the bag. Rose stepped out of the canoe and pulled it a little further up the beach.
They found a clearing just at the top of the beach which caught the sun but was shielded from the wind and view. Mark laid out a rug and the towel and started emptying the food onto it. Rose curled her legs under herself and leant against a tree, reaching into her bag to get some suntan lotion. She started spreading the lotion on her arms as Mark began laying out cooked ham on paper plates. When she smoothed the lotion over her breasts the nipples stood erect and sensitive.
Mark broke lumps of French bread and put it onto the plates. He shuffled closer to Rose and handed her a plate. 'Why don't you get undressed as well, I'm sure an all over tan would suit you.' Mark smiled agreement and slid out of his light trousers, boxers and T-shirt. He placed his plate on his lap, out of necessity rather than coyness. Rose spread lotion over her stomach and legs and began to eat.
When they had cleared the first phase of food, Rose began to root around in the bag. Mark took the suntan lotion and squirted a little on her back and began gently massaging it over her shoulders and down to her buttocks. When he ran out he squirted yet more into the triangular cleft above Rose's buttocks. She shivered with unexpected pleasure, and again as a cold trickle ran between the cleft of her buttocks and pooled briefly at her anus. She lowered her head to the ground as Mark smoothed the lotion over her buttocks and the backs of her thighs. Her cunt lips were pouting at him again and he teased them with his little finger.
Rose pushed the food bag aside and lowered herself to lie on the rug. Mark was rubbing around her upper thighs and buttocks again, teasingly brushing the skin between her vagina and anus. She purred and thrust her buttocks back into the air slightly. 'Darling, there's..... can you do something for me?'
'Of course.' Mark dipped a finger into her vagina, bringing it back out again before she could nip at it.
'In my bag there’s some lubricant. I'd like you to.... I want to experience something new..... Would you.....' Mark paused in his stroking briefly. There was a rustle as he pulled the bag over and reached inside. Rose was certain he knew what she meant, but felt that she had to say it so he was sure. Before she said anything there was a finger rubbing up between her buttocks, spreading them and teasing at her anus. 'That's it, yes. I want to try anal sex.' It sounded more exciting than disgusting when she said it now.
Mark moved around behind Rose. She could feel his erection slip and fit between her buttocks. It moved away again and cold liquid spurted from a tube into her buttock cleft. She shivered with delight when she realised it wasn’t the suntan lotion. Mark's finger played with the lubricant, marshalling it to her anus, rubbing around it and then gently pushing into the entrance. The finger pushed in to the first joint then pulled out. Rose shivered with delight as Mark squirted more gel between her buttocks and some flowed into the dilated hole. Mark fingered the cold liquid to Rose's ringpiece and pushed in again, this time to the second joint. She gasped with delight at the confusing sensations as the finger probed around the inside of her back passage.
Mark had moved such that the head of his erection teased at Rose's cunt lips. It slid in with ease, surprising her with how damp she was. Mark withdrew his finger and pushed his dick deeper into Rose in the same movement. More liquid squirted into Rose’s crack, more flowed into her hole. This time she was surprised to find two fingers making their way into her. At first she wanted to tense against this larger invasion, but relaxed under Mark's gentle insistence. Both fingers slid into her, slowly, as far as they could go. Rose found she was panting. Mark pulled his dick from her and she whimpered. He twisted his fingers and pushed them further into her and she whimpered again, a little noise of new pleasure.
Mark withdrew his fingers and spurted some more of the gel around Rose's anus. She tried to remain relaxed and shivered with pleasure as the liquid flowed down her open bum hole. For a few moments she lay there, feeling more open and more deliciously vulnerable than she ever had before. Then Mark clasped her buttock cheeks and prised them wider open, pulling the hole to another limit, and something poked around the entrance to her arse. It was too thick to be a finger, and anyway, both hands were elsewhere. It was some time before Rose's pleasure dazed mind could understand what was invading her. The head of Mark's dick had forced past Rose’s sphincter before she clenched the muscle in surprise. She bit her lip, fearing she had hurt Mark, but got a low murmur of, 'Wow' instead.
Rose tried to relax, and Mark was sliding in on the heavy lubrication he had squirted over his dick and pushed into the tight passage. He brought a hand round to tease at Rose's clitoris and vagina, she only managed to vaguely hope it wasn't the same hand as had just been probing her arse. The hand withdrew as Mark began pumping away, he had to hold her waist so as to stop her rocking too violently under his thrusts.
Rose spotted a carrot in amongst the food that was left. She groped for it through a daze and brought it back to push into her vagina. The vegetable slid slowly into her, its wrinkled texture teasing at her clitoris. Rose came, there was a burst of bright light behind her eyes. She released the carrot and found that it moved inside her in time to Mark's thrusts, keeping her perpetually at the peak of orgasm. She found herself crying out, the sound seemed to come from far away. It was joined by sounds of exertion and joy from Mark as he approached orgasm. Fleetingly, Rose remembered how well sound carried over water and imagined people on the shore being able to hear these wild sounds without knowing where they came from.
With a cry, Mark came. Liquid spurted further up into Rose than she had imagined possible and she revelled in the feel of it running through her. She shivered all over with her ongoing orgasm, collapsing to the ground with Mark on top of her, careful only that the carrot didn't push any further into her. Mark breathed heavily in her ear. He began to pull out slowly, slipping easily with all the lubrication. There was a roll of tissue in Rose's bag, Mark used it to wipe up the liquid that dribbled from her and then to clean his tender cock. All the while Rose lay before him shivering with after pleasure and the glorious sensation of the vegetable still in her. Mark kissed each cheek of her buttocks, then the triangle just above them before lifting her to slowly pull out the carrot.
Rolling Rose gently onto her side, Mark spotted tears drying on her cheeks. He moved up and closer to her, 'I'm sorry. I didn't hurt you did I?'
Rose blushed, and tried to hide it by pulling the carrot slowly and enticingly to her lips. She teased the end of the vegetable with her tongue, tasting herself on it, then took a couple of inches into her mouth. When she slid all but the top half inch of the carrot out of her mouth, Rose glanced up at Mark. He was watching, rapt, with a sly grin on his face. Rose smiled around the orange root, then bit the end off. Mark flinched, an exaggerated look of pain crossing his face. 'Let's go for a swim.' Rose suggested.
They couldn't really swim. The lake shelved away steeply quite close to the shore and the water was very cold, so they sat in the water to their waists and washed themselves. When they walked back to the rug, Rose laughed at how small Mark had become from the cold. She gave herself a brisk rub down with the towel and then made Mark lie back on the rug to dry him off.
Rose rubbed the towel down one of Mark's legs and then the other, then she leaned over him and breathed on his shrunken penis. He smiled as he warmed up, Rose kissed around his cock and balls as they came back into the open. Rose licked along the ridge on the underside of the growing hard on. It stretched under her attention until it stood up from Mark's stomach and the foreskin pulled off the purple head. Rose licked at the sensitive dimple where the foreskin met the head, then took the end into her mouth.
Lying at Mark's side was the food bag. Poking enticingly out of the bag was another carrot. Rose reached across and pulled it out, never letting Mark out of her mouth and even transferring the move into a slurp along his shaft, and examined it. The vegetable was a couple of inches shorter than Mark's dick and not as thick. Releasing Mark's hard on and sitting up, Rose waved the carrot at him and picked up the half full tube of lubricant to make her point. Mark bit his lower lip and looked a little worried, then relaxed and smiled, 'Why not. New experiences, eh?'
They shuffled around until Mark was kneeling. Rose lay in front of him and rested her shoulders on his thighs, she could lift her head to take his cock in her mouth and reach around behind him to play with his arsehole. Licking at the base of the shaft to distract him, Rose squirted lubricant onto her finger and then played it into Mark's anus. She repeated this three times before squirting gel over the carrot and bringing it to bear. As the cold vegetable teased at his ringpiece, Mark tensed. Rose lifted her head and took his knob into her mouth. Mark sighed, then gasped as the carrot slid into him.
Rose set up a rhythm. As she pushed the carrot in, she would swallow as much of Mark as possible. Then when she pulled it out until only the end was in, she would slurp back to hold only the end of the cock in her lips. Mark continually groaned with pleasure and could barely contain the thrusts he wanted to make down Rose’s throat. Before long she could tell that his orgasm was mounting and released the carrot to clasp his buttocks as she swallowed more of him than she would have thought possible. Carried away by deep throating, Rose went beyond the gag reflex and set up her breathing almost unconsciously. Mark gasped as the carrot slid most of the way out, resting on the ground and still probing him with every move and shiver. He cried out as he came, Rose swallowed all of the salty liquid that dribbled rather than spurted against the back of her throat.
They collapsed onto their sides on the rug. Rose let the softening dick out of her mouth and moved up to kiss Mark. They cuddled together and savoured the warmth of the sun on their bodies. 'I love you.' Mark told Rose, kissing her on the forehead.

Iris

2005-08-17T17:28:00.000+01:00

Today's beauty of the day is so cute I had to share her with you again. You get the bonus that she'll be here tomorrow as well. And there are a few more pictures of Zuzana for you as well.

Sabine and Zuzana

2005-08-16T17:37:00.000+01:00

Sabine's photoset is coming soon from Domai. She is so cute, just let me brush all that sand off her please. Zuzana has bigger boobs than I usually go for, but such a sweet smile.

Fran and Me

2005-08-15T17:31:00.000+01:00

I think it's time for some more photos of me. This is what happened when I visited Fran. She's always been trying to get into my knickers, and I decided to finally let her. Just so long as I could share her boyfriend for a while as well.

As you can imagine, he had no complaints about the arrangement. There are more pictures, but I think I'll save them for when the comic starts.

Sunday double feature again

2005-08-14T10:53:00.000+01:00

Sorry. I haven't been ignoring you really. I've been thinking of you all the time. It's just that I've been terribly busy.

It's Sunday, so it's time for another double feature. A gorgeous woman from Domai and another chapter of my friend's erotic novel. (He never finished it you know. Maybe we can persuade him to write more.)

Rose and Mark had met in the bustle of a student pub on a Friday night. They had each been with their own group of friends, getting nostalgic for University daze after a week of boring work. They had exchanged a joke at the bar, then discovered they were sitting at adjoining tables. As their friends went to the toilet or bought their own rounds Rose and Mark had moved steadily closer together. Stuck at the far ends of their respective tables, stranded from the main conversations, they made small talk. It wasn't until closing time that they discovered their friends had subtly melted away, leaving them together.
Rose had taken Mark back to her studio flat, only a few streets away. She had turned the frame for her futon from a bed to a seat. They had kicked off their shoes and talked and drank decaffeinated coffee until she fell asleep just as Saturday was dawning. When she woke at noon she was curled up with her head in Mark's lap. He was stroking her hair, back then it had only reached down to her shoulder. She would have liked to sit up sharply and look offended, but the feeling of his fingers parting the strands was just too sensual.
Rose lifted herself slowly from Mark's lap. "I can’t believe I went to sleep with you still here. You could have done anything."
Mark smiled at her, "I was brought up to always ask permission first." Rose massaged the crick in her neck. Mark reached across, gently moved her hand aside and soothed the muscle with expert fingers. At that moment he could have asked permission to do anything to Rose and she would have said yes. She stood up quickly and walked into the kitchen, turning the kettle on and checking the fridge for milk.
"Would you like some breakfast?" Rose asked Mark, shouting so he could hear her in the living room.
"Just a coffee, please." he said from right behind her. She squealed in shock and spurted milk all over her face and blouse from the open carton. When she turned to face him there was a drop of white liquid dangling from the end of her nose. Mark was gentleman enough to fight back his amusement. He spotted a roll of kitchen towel and tore off a piece to wipe her face dry. "Your blouse is soaked, you should probably take it off." He suggested.
"Oh really, and would you like to watch?"
"With your permission." Mark allowed himself a little smile as he threw the wet towel into the bin. On an impulse Rose kissed him. It had only been meant as a light peck, but became a melting battle of tongues and lips. Mark's arms on her hips kept Rose's wet blouse at a safe distance but the rest of his body strived to touch her.
Rose broke off the kiss and stepped back. "You have my permission to watch me undress." She reached up and released the top button of her blouse. The others parted slowly and she found herself gyrating to a rhythm she was making up. Eventually she slid her arms out of the wet blouse and dumped it on the floor.
Rose was happy to remember that she had put on her sexiest black bra, even though that meant it too was wet. She stepped closer to Mark and turned slowly, offering the catch to him. He released it then slid the straps off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Rose crossed her arms over her breasts and turned, smiling. "Okay," she announced, "you can only watch me take off the rest of my clothes if you take off all of yours." Mark considered this for a moment, then quickly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it out into the hall. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers. Rose didn't object when he let the trousers drop to his ankles, so he pulled them and his socks off and tossed them after his shirt. Rose gestured at his boxer shorts, keeping her other arm across her breasts, "Go on then, everything." The erection within the shorts pushed outwards insistently.
Mark took Rose's hand and pulled her closer. He placed her hand on his waist, just above the elasticated band of the boxers. "I thought you might want to do that."
It was a job she could clumsily complete with one hand, but it deserved her full attention. Rose placed her other hand on Mark's waist, revealing her breasts to him for the first time. He looked down and smiled at the erect nipples, she pushed both hands inside the waistband of his boxers and stroked the hair on his thighs. They kissed again, and as their tongues played, Mark’s hands came up to cup Rose’s breasts and hers reached around to clasp his erection. She pushed the boxer shorts down his thighs and let them fall to his feet, he found the buttons on the back of her skirt and began releasing them. The skirt dropped to Rose's feet and revealed her black panties and the elasticated top of her stockings.
Mark stepped out of his boxers and led Rose into the living room. He sat her down on the futon and knelt before her, then began placing kisses up and down her arms and neck. Rose sank back in the seat and closed her eyes, savouring the luxurious attention. Mark kissed her collar bone, then moved down to the rise of her breasts. Her nipples were jutting out, just waiting for him, hot and tender. But he skipped over them and moved down to lick around her navel.
Rose giggled at the novelty of Mark's tongue moving around and into her belly button, treating it like a miniature vagina. He moved up again, kissing up to her ribs and then the bottom of her breasts. Now he found her nipples, cooling them down and making them yet harder with his mouth. He drew one up to a sharper, tighter point, then moved on to the other. Rose could feel little shivers of orgasm building in her body. She clasped Mark tight to her breast and wrapped her legs around his back. She climaxed, letting out a musical screaming sigh. Shudders of joy ran through her body, along her arms and legs and gently back, slowly subsiding.
Mark kissed Rose's belly and gently stroked her arms as he let her sink back onto the futon. He sat back on his haunches with a satisfied expression, pleased that he could create such ecstasy in another person. His erection was taut against his belly, demanding attention. Rose wanted to jump on it and ride it until he screamed just as she had. And she would, just as soon as she had the energy. She slid a hand down her belly and into the waistband of her panties. Her cunt was slippery slick with her arousal, she slipped a finger into it.
Rose stood slowly and pushed her panties down her legs. Mark leaned closer and sniffed her honey blonde pubic hair. Then he reached out his tongue and licked the length of her glistening lips. She sighed and placed both hands on his head, holding him close as a finger traced up the inside of her thigh and slowly into the depths of her vagina. She wanted to slide down his body onto his dick and stay joined to him there for the rest of the day. But there was something missing.
"Do you have condoms?" Rose asked, as casually as she could manage. A second finger had sneaked into her and she was trying hard not to press down on the pair of them.
Mark sat back and removed his fingers. Rose cursed. "No. Sorry."
"Damn." She had thrown away an out of date packet just the week before, lamenting her lack of opportunities to have used them. "I'll have to get some." At first Rose was surprised that this brought a smile to Mark's face, then realised she had just made it clear what they would be doing for the rest of the day.
Rose bent down to draw her panties back up, but Mark caught them and held them on the floor. "Now you don’t really need those, do you." He grinned. It was an infectious grin and it dared her to go outside naked under whatever clothes she did put on.
"No, I guess I don’t." Rose grinned back. She stepped out of the panties and went into the hall. She picked up her skirt and Mark’s shirt. The shirt was a little too large, she rolled up the sleeves to her elbows. She fastened the skirt and moved it until the slit wouldn’t make her nakedness too obvious, then she grabbed her purse and hurried out of the flat.
There was a small shop on the corner of the building which stayed open twenty four hours and stocked everything a person could need. But the staff all knew Rose and she didn’t want them smiling at her purchase, no matter that some of them would simply be happy for her. Further up the street was a chemists she hardly ever went into. As she headed towards it a light breeze found its way into her skirt and whispered through her wet pubes. It was so cool against her blood warmed lips that she shivered with joy. She became hotter still and could feel the juices slicking the inside of her thighs.
Rose stopped short of the chemist's and thought of rearranging the shirt she wore. She knew her face was red from excited embarrassment and must look dishevelled and ravished. The staff would know what she had been doing, the thought thrilled her. She pushed open the door and stepped into the chemist's.
The condoms were on the counter, Rose bought the largest pack she could find and left quickly. She clutched her purse and the paper chemist’s bag tight and walked back to her block briskly. Once inside she ran up the stairs and was practically breathless by the time she reached her own flat.
Rose locked the door behind herself and rushed into the main room. Mark had folded the futon out into a bed and was lying on it. He leapt up and grabbed Rose as she came through the door. They kissed and fell back onto the bed. Mark slid a hand up the inside of his borrowed shirt to cup Rose's breasts, then reached down and slid the skirt up her thigh to expose her bush, glistening with her juices.
Rose pushed the purse away and ripped open the chemist’s bag. She tore the cellophane off the box and pulled out a condom. Mark had a finger inside her and she was finding it hard to concentrate. The foil wrapper came off and the sheath rolled down Mark's hard cock. He cupped one of her buttocks in each hand and rolled her onto her back, moving above her. He didn't need guiding, she was soaking, open wide and inviting. They both gasped as Mark slid smoothly in to the hilt. Rose climaxed immediately, and clung to Mark with arms and legs.
They took a moment to enjoy the feeling of being so close, filled and filling. Then Rose reached down and pulled her skirt up around her waist. They kissed and she relaxed into the bed, one hand idly unbuttoning the shirt. Mark’s mouth explored the crook of her neck, her ears and her hairline. His hand stroked along her thigh, guiding it to hook over his waist. Without being told, she knew what he intended. They rolled onto their sides still as close together as was possible.
They had made love like this for an hour, hardly moving, giving attention to parts of each other’s bodies other lovers would have ignored in the rush. Eventually, Rose had rolled Mark onto his back. She had thrown off the shirt and ridden up and down his cock, her skirt a tent hiding their sexes from view. They didn't leave the house for the rest of the weekend. The following week they had gone to the doctor, had a few precautionary tests, and Rose had gone on the Pill. That had been two years ago. They had moved into a larger flat together a year ago and were getting married at the end of the summer. To celebrate, they had vowed to explore all the possibilities of sex that they could, starting this weekend.

I'm Back!

2005-08-11T20:10:00.000+01:00

Ooops! I haven't posted for a few days. I've been busy sorting things out for the Mary Tales comic that's going to be online soon. Here are a few more pictures from Domai for you.

Monday, Monday

2005-08-08T17:22:00.000+01:00

So good to you. Here's another four shots of the lovely Ksena from yesterday.

Sunday Double Feature

2005-08-07T11:12:00.000+01:00

It's Sunday, so it's time for another double feature. The story I printed last weekend was part of an unfinished erotic novel my friend wrote. I'll print all the chapters he sent me and try to get him to write new stuff. For now, let's start at chapter one-

All the way up the motorway, Rose had kept her thighs tightly together in case she oozed excitement and stained the car seat. Mark hadn’t noticed, engrossed as he was in driving, but he could have reached across and brushed her dress back to find she was only wearing the knee length socks underneath. They had booked a weekend in a house in the Lake District to get away from it all for a while, and Rose had very sexy plans for what they would do there. She had almost melted by the time they reached the lovely market town of Keswick and picked up the keys.
The house was hidden away up a side road a few miles out of town. It was almost completely surrounded by trees, affording that little extra privacy. As soon as they had dropped off their suitcases in the kitchen they each did a tour of the house, far larger than they had expected, and rendezvoused again in the living room. Mark reached to start unbuttoning Rose’s dress. She stopped him and pushed him back gently, taking his hand and guiding him over to sit on the settee. He stared up appreciatively as Rose herself released the buttons of her dress. One by one they parted, her fingers shaking more the further down she got. Eventually the dress hung split but unopened. Mark gasped and Rose knew he had just spotted her nudity beneath the dress. She smiled, thinking of his feasting on the view of her pubis, warm and lubricated and just tingling for him.
Rose turned away from Mark, stared out of the large window as she slid the dress off her shoulder. He shifted and made appreciative noises as he studied the way her long blonde hair fell over the muscles of her back and then down to her buttocks. She moved her legs to jiggle the twin globes, then looked back over her shoulder to smile. Mark was reaching out to stroke her lower back and bum. She stepped back, Mark stroked down and over the twin curves and down one leg then the other to the socks.
Mark knelt behind Rose. He kissed both buttocks then licked the sensitive triangle of flesh just above them. Rose shivered and spread her legs. Mark’s hands smoothed up the outside of Rose’s legs and then around her waist. They traced their way down her stomach and teasingly around the hair of her cunt. They sneaked around again and up the inside of her thighs, this time teasing at the curls. The fingers came away damp. Mark reached up to her waist again and twisted her to face him. He buried his face in her pubic hair and kissed the warm, damp lips.
Rose ran her fingers through Mark’s short black hair, arching her back to grind herself against his mouth. His tongue sneaked out and licked the length of her lips, flicking twice against her clitoris at the end of the journey. Rose squealed, almost falling on top of Mark. He held her steady and supported some of her weight. ‘Can.... can I sit down?’ she asked.
Mark twirled her around and perched her on the side of the settee. He ran his marvellous fingers up each thigh. He ran a finger along the outside of her cunt lips, tracing the route his tongue had just taken. The finger pushed in slightly deeper and split the lips from top to bottom. They pouted red and ragged with excitement at him, twitching in time with her accelerating heart. ‘Put it in, please. Don’t tease me.’ Rose squeaked.
Mark’s finger edged into Rose, she could feel every millimetre of it. Its progression was smooth, though Rose knew she was clasped tight around it. They both watched, rapt, as the finger was swallowed entirely. Mark twisted his hand around and Rose could imagine the friction of every single ridge and whorl against her insides. He drew his finger out and then pushed it back in, angling it to put greater pressure on her clitoris. Rose threw one then the other leg over Mark’s shoulder, drawing him in closer. She whimpered when he removed his finger, only to sigh as he ducked his head between her legs again. She drew him in tighter with her legs. He nuzzled deeper between her lips, pushing the flat of his tongue against her clitoris. The orgasm that had been building mentally all day and physically for the last few minutes released and shook Rose’s body. It vibrated against Mark’s tongue as he tasted her juices and shivered from her thighs to his shoulders.
Mark slid Rose’s legs from his shoulders and laid his head on her belly as aftershocks shook it. She curled around him and kissed him on the back of the neck. Her breathing steadied again and she sat back. She pushed him back to lie on the floor and straddled his legs. Her thighs still vibrated to the excitement, she wondered how ludicrous she looked, wearing only long black socks and shoes and kneeling over a fully clothed man. She reached up and unfastened Mark’s belt, then unbuttoned his trousers and rolled her hand back to feel his erection. When she unzipped the trousers, the hard on, still clothed in boxer shorts, popped out to greet her.
Rose pulled the trousers and shorts down to Mark’s ankles and inspected the treasures she had revealed. The bulbous head was turning from pink to red at the end of the rigid shaft as she ran a finger along its length. At the base an explosion of dark and curly hair hid a pair of balls in a taut scrotum. Rose stroked at the skin of the sack and it relaxed, dropping both balls into her hand.
Rose ran her fingers up the ridge along the underside of Mark’s cock, circling her fingers just above the flap of skin that connected the dome to the foreskin. Pulled taut this formed a double curve that reminded her of the top of a cartoon heart. Mark shivered, when she glanced at him Rose could see he was watching her intently, his eyes following her every move, particularly where she came into contact with him.
Rose pushed up Mark’s T shirt and leaned forward until her lips were an inch away from his glans. She looked up his body and smiled, then reached out her tongue and teased the tip against the heart shaped top of his knob. His back arched and he hissed his breath in then released it in a low ‘Oooooh.’ Just for a moment he wasn’t watching her. Rose hooked a finger under the erection and pulled it away from his stomach almost to her mouth. She licked her lips, summoned up some saliva and then licked them again.
Mark’s cock was warm, and a deeper red than the lips that slid over it. Rose fed the knob into her mouth before stopping. She licked the sensitive tip. Mark sighed and reached out to stroke her shoulder in anticipation. Encouraged by this, Rose took some more of him into her mouth. The tip grazed along the back of her throat and she pulled back before she began to gag.
The kneading sensation of the inside of Rose’s mouth had the same effect on Mark as his tongue licking against her clitoris. He grasped at the pile of the carpet and tensed the muscles of his legs to keep from squirming and spoiling the moment by thrusting into her mouth. Rose could taste salty pre-cum in her saliva. She dipped her head as far down his shaft as she could and then lifted from it. Holding the now glistening cock in her hand, Rose began gently to rub it. Her hand slid up and down, lubricated by her own spittle. Mark was taking deep breaths and letting them out as long, appreciative sighs.
Rose wanted to lift herself and become impaled upon the warm red rod she held, but wanted even more to see the expression on Mark’s face when he came. He threw his head back and breathed in ever shorter, sharper bursts. With a final catch in Mark’s breathing, sticky white juice exploded between Rose’s fingers. It shot up his stomach, into his belly button and the hair that surrounded it. Rose rubbed a little more as more of the juice dribbled out.
Rose removed her hand, she examined the spittle and come that covered it. Mark was relaxing into the carpet under her, but managed to reach up to offer the use of his T shirt. When Rose had cleaned her fingers to her satisfaction Mark used the shirt himself to wipe down his belly, though this wasn’t as effective. He reached up and pulled Rose’s mouth to his own. They rolled over to lie side by side. Mark pulled Rose in close and ran his hand over her back and buttocks. She relished the stickiness between them.
After a while they parted. Mark pulled his trousers up and offered Rose a lift from the floor. To her surprise he swept her off her feet and carried her up the stairs to the bedroom.
He laid her on the edge of the bed. Rose lay back as he removed her shoes and pulled down her socks. When these were on the floor, Mark stood and removed his sticky top. Rose looked at him and smiled. He had a good body, an even balance of regular exercise and more than enough food. His muscles were well defined, but there was also enough fat to see him through a week of cold nights. Rose had always liked that for some reason. It showed that he valued his food and related pleasures as much as his physique, neither too vain nor too much of a slob. Rose realised her mind was wandering, but a glance at the bulge in Mark’s trousers brought her back to reality. She sat up and reached out for his belt.
Mark played with Rose’s nipples as she kissed his chest and navel and fumbled blindly with the belt. The soft hairs tickled her nose and cheeks so that she almost giggled. Mark kissed the back of her head, stroked her arms. The belt flapped open and Rose started tugging at the button and zip whilst stroking the bulge. The trousers were followed by his boxer shorts to rest around his ankles. Mark kicked them off and threw his socks after them, then pushed Rose further back onto the bed and moved to kneel above her.
Mark lowered himself slowly and Rose felt the length of his hard on press against her. The base rested against her clitoris and she could feel his balls gently bouncing against her labia. They smiled at each other and kissed. Rose ran a hand down Mark’s back and clasped a buttock. He shifted his weight, pushing harder at her clit. Rose made appreciative mews at the back of her throat, reaching down to play with his balls.
They enjoyed the slow dry humping for a while, before Mark shifted himself back and lifted himself above Rose slightly. She smiled at him before reaching down to grip his cock and guide it gently into her. She could already feel the trembling in her thighs that heralded an approaching orgasm. ‘I want you inside me. I want you inside me now.’
Mark was eager to oblige. The glans of his hard on was as large as before. It teased against her lips and squeezed its way in. Rose could feel the ridge pressing against the walls of her cunt as it slid along them. The further in he went the further back she drew her legs, allowing him that little bit deeper. Eventually she threw her legs around his waist and drew herself up with them to pull the last of his length into her. ‘Oh God you’re big. Oh, but I’ve got you all in.’ She caught her breath, realised that her cheeks were bright red from excitement.
Mark drew out slowly, then pushed back in. Rose came on his second strong, slow thrust. Her vaginal and pelvic muscles vibrated with the pleasure and her thighs tautened and loosened so she throbbed against and up and down Mark’s shaft. He made a low sound of appreciation, pushing in a little harder, grinding against her clitoris and keeping her suspended in this state of delight. He drew out and pushed in again and no sooner had Rose come down from one orgasm but she felt another mounting.
Mark pushed on, building his speed. Rose came again, and again, so often and so intensely that she lost count. She let her legs drop to the bed, spreading them as wide as they would go. Mark lifted himself so he was only touching the bed with his hands and toes. This changed the angle of his entry, pushing the whole length of his shaft against her clitoris for the whole of each thrust. Rose was crying out with the intensity of it all, but Mark’s thrusts were speeding up as he approached his own orgasm. He pushed hard into her once more before coming, pumping into her and collapsing with a cry of his own. His cock twitched inside Rose. She could feel their juices mixing and dribbling out of her onto the blanket.

A little late

2005-08-06T00:37:00.000+01:00

For Friday. I've been out having a good time.

Ann

2005-08-04T15:41:00.000+01:00

Another couple of pictures from Domai. They do like their ladies standing in water, don't they. In keeping with that, here's one of me against a sunset. It was actually an inside pool and the sky was a backdrop they brought in for the shoot, but I do like the effect.

Kate Outdoors

2005-08-03T11:33:00.000+01:00

I found those pictures of Kate I was talking about. She does love getting naked in the open air. These ones aren't from Domai, but they're certainly inspired by the site.

Spread the Word!

2005-08-02T12:04:00.000+01:00

Hey there. I'm trying to spread the word about Mary Tales by signing up for a few topsite lists. Give me a helping hand and click through on the two buttons below to vote for me.

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Everybody needs a rabbit

2005-08-01T09:02:00.000+01:00

Naural Instinct are selling the famous Rabbit vibrator at half price if you click through to their site with thelink below. I'm definitely going to get myself one.

Sunday double feature

2005-07-31T11:05:00.000+01:00

I've got double the pleasure for you today. a set of photos of the lovely antanuetta and a little pice of fiction a friend wrote.

Double the Pleasure

They had laid out a sheet on the floor and Rose had stripped naked stretched out on it. Then Jane had rubbed scented massage oil all over her, taking particular care around her nipples and crotch. Jane had stripped off all her own clothes and used parts of her body to supplement the actions of her hands. She teased Rose's nipples up to peaks with her own breasts, whilst forcing the tension from her neck and shoulders. Then she traced her nipples down Rose's body and across her abdomen, stopping to dip both into her navel. Jane's deep red nipples now stood out hard and sensitive, she moved further down Rose and angled one breast to force a bud into Rose's dripping cunt. Rose came as Jane moved the nipple like a tiny dick up and down her fanny. Jane spread more oil on her hands and resumed the massage.

After the massage Rose was relaxed and limp, only the thought of what was to come kept her awake. Jane went to the corner and pulled over her large shoulder bag, opening it beside the sheet to produce a razor and shaving foam. Jane squirted the foam into the curls above Rose's cunt, then massaged it in to the accompaniment of appreciative moans. Jane was about to make the first sweep with the razor when she realised she had no water to clean it with. She put down the razor and walked through to the kitchen. "I knew we'd forgotten something." sighed Rose. She shifted slightly so Mark could see her pussy lips pouting under the foam. Jane returned with a large bowl filled with warm water. She dipped the razor in it and dribbled the excess water into Rose's navel. When Rose stopped giggling, Jane lowered the razor to her bush.

The pubic hair came off in short swipes, revealing slightly pink skin underneath, then Jane would clean the blade in the bowl. Rose controlled her breathing only because she was scared of being cut. Mark moved closer for a better look as Jane made the final swipe. She took an edge of the sheet and dabbed it over Rose's now naked cunt. Next she took the bottle of massage oil and sprinkled a little of it across the tender skin and spread it gently. She slid a pair of fingers into Rose, finding her insides as slippery as her oil covered skin. "I think you're ready for part three." Jane announced. She delved into her bag again and pulled out a giant double headed dildo.

"Where did you ever get that?" Rose asked.

"I've had it for a couple of months now. Never really had the chance to use it." The dildo bent in the middle to allow any number of positions. Jane demonstrated this by touching the two heads together. "Get undressed and maybe you can join in." Mark eagerly did as he was told.

Rose spread her legs and Jane sat between them. She lowered one end of the dildo until it tickled at Rose's naked pussy lips. "Are you ready?" she asked.

"Absolutely." Rose nodded, "But let me do this bit." She reached up and took the dildo just below its flexible middle. The whole contraption was almost two and a half feet long, and about the girth of Mark's throbbing dick. Rose placed the head to her naked lips and squeezed it in. It was slightly cold and didn't have the pulse of a real man, but it slid easily in more than half its length before Rose pulled it out and fed it back again. She closed her legs to clasp the plastic head deep inside her. Jane moved quickly to straddle Rose's thighs, trapping them between her own knees and manoeuvering the other head to her own cunt.

Jane slid down the plastic pole as far as she could, then she stretched out on top of Rose, pussy to pussy and nipple to nipple. They both spread their legs and it was Rose who reached between them to pull and push the dildo. Her hand slid up and down it, lubricated by Jane's and her own juices, before she could get a grip. Jane kissed Rose, thrusting her tongue into Rose's mouth. When Rose had started trembling so much she couldn't work the dildo any more they tried a different approach. Jane waggled her butt gently up and down and back and forwards to see if they could get any movement from that. It didn't work, but they both came at the same time regardless.

With the dildo still in each other, the girls rolled over to lie side by side. Mark came over to kneel so that his dick bobbed invitingly between their mouths. A tongue sneaked out from either side and started licking at the bulbous red head. Mark leaned forward and took hold of the dildo, beginning to gently move it back and forwards. He carried on until first Jane and then Rose came, then sat up.

The girls moved to change positions again, Rose on hands and knees over Jane on her back. The dildo still connected them as Jane licked at Mark's balls while Rose kissed the end of his knob then took it into her mouth. She pooled saliva then reached around and urged him to move gently back and forth as though he were fucking her mouth. He emptied his balls into her throat and the semen dripped out of her mouth and down his shaft to be licked up by Jane.

They relaxed for a while. The girls stretched out on their backs facing away from each other. They formed a pair of interlinking Y shapes, their legs crossed comfortably at the knees, still joined by the dildo. Mark knelt down to one side of them, reached across and started moving the dildo. As it pushed into one cunt it pulled agonisingly out of the other. Now Mark had his first chance to look closely at Rose's shaved pussy lips, gorged with blood and puffed out around the plastic shaft as they were. Her clitoris had popped up and was even more visible than normal without any hair to hide behind. Mark bent over and took it between his lips and flicked his tongue over it. Rose came, and began an exquisite multiple orgasm. After a few seconds of screaming and flailing, she fainted away. Jane had her own multiple simply from watching.

When Rose came round she gently pulled herself off the dildo, squeaking as it finally popped out. Jane pulled her end of the plaything out of herself and held both ends up to her mouth to taste them. She pulled the sheet about herself and purred then seemed to doze off. Rose stood and shakily walked to the stairs. Mark joined her when she commented, "I'm going to have a shower, do you want to join me."

Ania

2005-07-30T21:53:00.000+01:00

I'm being lazy because it's the weekend, and nearly didn't update. I still haven't found those pictures of Kate. Maybe next week.

Vera

2005-07-29T11:29:00.000+01:00

A bumper bundle of photos for you today. Isn't Vera lovely? This reminds me of the time my friend Kate went out to the country with her boyfriend and posed nude for him. I'll see if I can dig out any of the photos.

As always, this beauty is from the folks at Domai. Click on the link below to see more and sign up for access to their catalogue of nearly 10,000 nude photos.

Hi, I'm your host

2005-07-28T17:54:00.000+01:00

I should introduce myself. I'm Mary, that's me in my little maid's outfit. A nice older guy I know bought it for me, that's his library I'm posing in.

You may say that I'm not real. But I definitely feel real, and I am three-dimensional. Anyway, it doesn't stop my adventures being any less exciting.

Keep visiting, because I'm going to introduce some of my friends and tell you all about the webcomic that follows my adventures. Not to mention posting more sexy nude photos of gorgeous women.

Another beauty for you

2005-07-27T17:42:00.000+01:00

This is Alyona, another of the beautys you can see more of at Domai.

Welcome to Mary Tales

2005-07-26T12:46:00.000+01:00

Welcome to Mary Tales. Here I'll tell you about my adventures and those of my friends and share some of my favourite images.

My favourite site for images of beautiful naked girls is Domai, where you can find photos like this-