Loch Ness is generally a quiet place during the early hours but tonight Hamish is going to wake the neighbours and make it count. The only monster out tonight will be the one unleashed from his trousers.
Hamish has reluctantly agreed that tonight would be the last time he and Mary would have sex before they get married in four months’ time. Mary wants their honeymoon to be unique and their passion to be longed for and exciting. Hamish isn’t entirely on board with the idea, but like with so many other things, wedding-related Mary gets her way.
Hamish put in all his best moves as his cock penetrates Mary’s lush pussy.
“Think, next time you’ll be inside me, we will be married,” she whispers.
Hamish pushes his hard cock deep inside Mary as she spreads her legs across the bed. He is bursting as he moans, and she screams. Mary’s legs go up in the air as Hamish drills harder, eventually filling her up. He pulls his wet dick out and watches his fluid dribble out of Mary.
On the other side of the Loch Luke is spending the night fixing Hamish’s car. He promised it would be ready for him in the morning.
Hamish arrives in Luke’s garage at the crack of dawn with a spring in his step. He is a short man with wavy red hair. He has been with Mary since school, and it was a natural progression to tie the knot in their mid-twenties.
Luke on the other hand is single and has slept with most of the local girls at some point or another. He is tall with dark curly hair and definitely not ready to be tied down yet.
“Just finishing it off buddy. Give me twenty minutes,” Luke calls from under the Ford Focus.
“Have you been at it all night?”
“Yes. I believe so have you, I could hear you and Mary from here.”
Hamish sheepishly looks around the garage as he waits for his car to be ready.
Luke is a one-man band, and the garage is a small unit with a lot of old oily tools, random car parts and the typical girly pictures above Luke’s very untidy desk. Hamish studies the hot celebrities and models with their boobs out.
“Who’s that? She’s hot,” Hamish comments pointing out a picture of a blonde in a tight red dress.
“That’s Jodie Adams, a model,” Luke answers getting up from under the car.
“Never heard of her.”
“She does lots of perfume adverts that type of stuff. I think she made a film too.”
“Really,” Hamish says.
“Apparently she never wears any underwear,” Luke comments.
“Really!!” Hamish says more excited.
“Well, it’s ready to go. That will be £800, Hamish.”
“Ah, can I pay you later, I left my wallet at home.”
“Fuck, Hamish, I really need the cash.”
“I can get it for you later, I promise.”
“Fuck’s sake Hamish.”
Luke and Hamish are still arguing over the money when they are confronted by a blonde woman.
“Hi, excuse me, I hope you can help. My car has a flat,” she says interrupting them.
The men stop talking and look at the striking women standing in front of them. She is in her mid-twenties, with long blonde hair tied back, a grey sweater, a tight pair of jeans and chunky heeled ecru suede loafers.
She has the most seductive blue eyes and a smile which melts the Scottish lads’ hearts.
“Em, yes, let me take a look,” Luke says walking over.
“Maybe I can help, too,” Hamish says eagerly.
“I thought you needed to be somewhere?” Luke says to Hamish.
“Yes, I need to work in Fort William today,” Hamish says replying to Luke but looking at the hot blonde.
“Off you go then and I’ll see you later for my cash.”
Hamish takes his leave as Luke looks at the puncture on the blonde’s white Hyundai.
“That’s going to need a new tyre, I am afraid, and I can’t fix it.”
“Why not? If it’s only a new tyre,” the blonde replies.
“I owe the supplier some cash, he won’t give me any credit.”
“What if I pay you in advantage.”
“He needs me to pay what I owe before I trade with him again.”
“Is there another garage near here?”
“Not on Loch Ness, no.”
“OK, how much do you owe? Can I lend you the money?”
“Why would you do that? We only just met,” Luke says surprisingly.
“I want to get this car fixed. How much?”
“I owe a thousand and the tyre would be about two hundred.”
“Okay, I’ll get the cash and come back later.”
Luke is surprised when a bit later on the blonde reappears and hands over twelve hundred pounds in cash.
“I can’t believe your back. That is very trusting. What’s your name?”
“Call me Jojo.”
“You are an angel in every sense of the word, Jojo” Luke says dumbfounded.
That evening Hamish props up the bar in the local pub as he waits for Luke, who promptly turns up for his cash. Hamish hands over Luke’s money and offers to buy him a pint. Luke tells him about the blonde. Who then instantly appears next to them. Luke introduces Jojo and buys her a drink.
Jojo then makes her excuses and leaves to walk over the road to her hotel.
“Jojo, wait,” Luke says running after her.
“What’s wrong Luke?”
“I just wanted to make sure you are ok?”
“I am fine, honest. Goodnight, Luke.”
“I couldn’t help but see your passport when I was working on your car today. It was in the glovebox.”
She stops and looks at Luke.
“Jojo is short for Jodie and your name is Jodie Adams. You are the famous model, aren’t you?”
“Yes. I noticed you have my picture in your girly collection.”
“Do I? They were there when I got the place,” Luke says embarrassed.
“Why didn’t you say anything?” Luke asks.
“I didn’t lie, I just didn’t volunteer the information. I am taking a break and didn’t want everyone to know who I am.”
“Ok, I haven’t told anyone, and I won’t.”
“Thanks, Luke.”
Jodie had taken the summer off to get away from her manic life and lose herself in the Highlands. Almost no one knew who Jodie Adams was up here and no one wanted anything from her.
Luke then moves closer to Jodie. They start to kiss. Softly at first and then more frantically. Luke pulls Jodie down towards the Loch and they find shelter by a tree. The moonlight bounces off the water as they tug at each other’s clothes.
Luke undoes her jeans and pulls them down along with her panties. She spins around and leans against the tree as Luke admires her perfect naked arse. She opens her legs and Luke feels her waiting vagina with his hard cock. He slides his mushroom head inside her. They fuck hard and fast, Jodie cums first then Luke finishes off inside her.
The next morning Jodie wakes up alone but satisfied from last night’s fuck. Her tranquillity is disturbed by her agent Khloe calling.
“I’ve been trying to reach you for days,” Khloe says.
“Reception is crap up here,” Jodie replies.
“When are you coming back? I have a film offer for you. Gangster flick in Las Vegas,” Khloe replies.
“Send me the script.”
Jodie couldn’t escape forever she knows she would have to go back to her life eventually and she actually feels she is ready to. She checks out, gets her car and heads home to London.
Two months later.
Las Vegas is a long way from Loch Ness, but Hamish has his mind set on it as his ‘Stag Do’ destination and ropes in his best man, Doug, his school friend Angus and after coming into some cash Luke is a last-minute addition.
True to his word Luke contacts Jodie to pay back the money, she lent him. It is a big surprise when she tells him she is in Las Vegas doing a film and he could deliver it in person.
As soon as the boys land they are in the casino and the beers are followed by cocktails before some more beers. Deciding they need an alcohol break; Luke arranges tickets for the four of them to a stand-up show.
The host is a guy called Ross Rogan, a presenter who has done various shows on television. After a few semi-offensive stand-up comedians. Ross welcomes his special guest, model and upcoming actress Jodie Adams onto the stage.
Jodie walks out, her long blonde hair flowing down her tanned body. Her make-up is on point and her deep eyeliner enhances her blue swimming pool eyes. She is dressed in a light blue waistcoat and matching mini skirt. Her long legs are smooth and bare, she has a silver anklet on each leg and her feet look sexy in deep blue high-heeled sandals with a few toe-rings on each foot.
The crowd are still clapping when Jodie sits down opposite Ross and crosses her legs.
“I know who she is, picture from the wall,” Hamish whispers to Luke.
“So welcome Jodie,” Ross says launching into a conversation about her upcoming gangster flick and giving some relief from the shit stand-up.
“Fuck, isn’t that the girl with the flat tyre?” Hamish whispers again in Luke’s ear.
“Yes.”
“What are the chances of her being here,” Hamish continues.
“Well, she did get me the tickets,” Luke says smiling.
Hamish gives Luke a confused drunken look and then they both focus back on the stage.
“So, Jodie. When we think of you, one of the things that comes to mind is that you have said in the past you very rarely wear underwear,” Ross states intrusively.
“Yes, I have gone commando in the past,” Jodie confirms.
“So, you are wearing panties tonight?” Ross asks.
“Well, yes I am actually, Ross.”
The mainly male crowd sigh with disappointment.
“Well, don’t feel you have to dress up for us, we are a simple bunch,” Ross says jovially.
“Do you want me to take my panties off then?” Jodie exclaims.
“No, I am joking,” Ross says.
“Well, I don’t have a problem with it,” Jodie says.
The mainly male crowd cheer with approval.
“I think I need some help from a volunteer in the audience,” Jodie says getting up.
“Ok, gentlemen, which one of you wants to help Jodie, take her knickers off?” Ross asks.
There is a surge of men shouting, raising their hands and jumping up and down. Jodie stands with her hand on her hip as she sours the audience.
“You,” she says pointing at Hamish.
Hamish and Luke look at each other as a spotlight shines down on Hamish and he gets escorted onto the stage.
“What’s your name?” Jodie asks.
“Hamish,” Hamish says playing along.
“Why are you in Vegas?” Jodie asks.
“It’s my stag weekend,” Hamish answers.
“Perfect, Hamish,” Ross joins in.
“Well, Hamish, this is how it is going to work. I want you to run your hands along my legs, up my skirt, tug at my black panties and slide them down to my ankles. Ready?”
Hamish gulps and starts running his hands along her smooth, bare legs. He hesitates as he reaches the edge of her skirt. She smiles at him beaconing him on. He moves his hands further up until he can feel the lace of her panties. He grabs the material and slowly pulls her soft underwear along her thighs. There is a massive cheer as her panties become visible around her knees. Hamish then lets the garment drop to Jodie’s ankles. Jodie pulls them off her feet and crosses her legs. She deposits the panties in Hamish’s hand. The room cheers as Hamish goes back to his seat. No one got a glimpse of her naked snatch. Just knowing she isn’t wearing any knickers is enough.
Hamish and Luke make it backstage to the show afterparty. They get champagne upon entering and look around for Jodie, who they soon spot in the crowd.
“Do you want these back?” Hamish asks Jodie gesturing her panties in front of her.
“No, it’s ok, you keep them,” Jodie says sipping her wine.
“Is it just you two?” she asks.
“The rest headed onto a strip club, we are going to catch them up in a minute,” Luke confirms.
“Where are you going now?” Hamish asks.
“Me and my friend Amanda are just heading back to my place,” Jodie replies introducing them to a hot girl in a grey mini dress and black high-heeled sandals.
“You are welcome to come back for some drinks,” Jodie continues.
“I didn’t even start the night with panties on,” Amanda whispers to the boys.
They look at the gorgeous ladies, Amanda has long black hair and perfect, olive skin. She is visiting Jodie from London for a few days and is keen to have some fun.
“We could go back for one,” Hamish says pulling Luke to one side.
Before they know it, they are all in a limo heading back to Jodie’s rented house. She immediately gets the cocktails going and puts on some pumping beats. The cocktails are followed by a round of Tequila shots and another cocktail. They head outside and settle on some rattan sofas by the pool.
“I feel bad you are missing out on some strippers maybe we could dance for you,” Amanda says.
Jodie instantly gets up and pulls Amanda to her feet. They start gyrating to the music. Luke gets up and joins them, sandwiching himself between the ladies, while Hamish just watches.
Amanda peels off to get some more drinks. Luke rubs his body along Jodie’s, feeling her butt nestle in his groin as they move in time. He runs his hands along her legs.
Jodie then slowly undoes the buttons of her waistcoat, allowing it to fall open. Her bare chest is immediately on show, and she starts to rub her nipples in Hamish’s face. Luke’s hands slowly run along her body as he dances behind her.
“Go all the way, hun. I want to show myself off,” Jodie whispers to Luke.
Luke then pushes her skirt up until Hamish gets the full view of her naked pussy. Luke slides his hands along Jodie’s exposed groin.
“Kiss my pussy, Hamish,” Jodie demands moving forward.
Hamish moves over and does as instructed, feeling her manicured pubic hair tickle his face as he plants his lips on her labia.
Jodie then gets on the sofa straddling Hamish. She takes off her waistcoat, and Hamish caresses her boobs as she bounces on his lap. She then unzips her skirt and pulls it over her head, throwing it in the air. Luke looks on as Jodie sits naked in her heels.
Hamish looks down at Jodie’s wet pussy as she rubs herself against the compressed mount in his trousers. Her juices start to leave a wet patch on his chinos.
“I want to get your cock out and play,” she whispers.
Hamish is powerless and starts to unzip his trousers. His rock-hard cock punches through.
“You want to fuck me?” Jodie asks.
“Yes, please.”
Jodie manoeuvres his cock and lets it slide into her waiting pussy. She goes up and down holding onto Hamish’s shoulders. Luke watches intently feeling himself getting so turned on. Jodie whimpers and soon cums. Hamish is close, he lets out a yelp and starts to feel himself releasing inside her, he grabs her waist and pushes himself up as he cums hard. He hasn’t had sex for months thanks to Mary’s boycott. His cum build-up floods Jodie’s pussy. His cock falls out of her slippery hole. Her groin is literally dripping with Hamish’s semen.
Jodie gets up and looks at the mess on her body. She looks around for her skirt which floating in the pool. She walks over and sits on the edge of the pool puts her legs in and tries to reach her skirt with her foot, but it is a lost cause. She gets up, water running down her legs to her soaked sandals.
Amanda comes back with some cocktails.
“Fuck what did I miss? Also, guys, this is the last of the alcohol,” She says.
“Fuck, then we will have to go back into town and find a bar,” Luke says half passed out on the rattan.
“I think I will need to find a new outfit,” Jodie says walking into the house.
Jodie undoes her wet heels, uses a towel to dry her legs and wipes it across her pussy. She grabs a white mini-dress and slides it on. Then slips her red-pedicured feet into some red high heel mules.
She goes downstairs and finds Luke in the living room.
“Wow, you clean up so well, your legs look great,” Luke says drunkenly.
“I have never gone out with such a sticky pussy, I love it,” Jodie exclaims.
The pair kiss and Luke runs his hands along Jodie’s legs as they collapse on a sofa. He feels her wet, knicker-less cunt as she grabs his balls. He undoes his jeans and pulls out his cock. Jodie quickly slips her feet out of her mules and moves up the sofa. She spins around and rubs her toes over Luke’s penis. Her big toe stimulates his bell end.
“Wow, that feels amazing,” Luke says closing his eyes.
“Glad you like it, are you going to cum for me?”
It isn’t long before Luke starts to feel himself get close. Jodie rubs her soles all over his cock before squeezing it between her feet. She watches intently as Luke starts to ejaculate across her toes. She keeps rubbing collecting his cum on her feet.
Luke sits back and admires his work as Jodie spreads her toes, a spider web of semen instantly forms between them. Jodie makes no attempt to clean it up and slips her feet back in her mules. She walks off to find Hamish and Amanda and they all head back out to the nearest bar. They are too drunk to notice Jodie has cum on her feet.
Luke wakes up in the morning naked in bed with Jodie’s toes rubbing against his cheek. He looks down, they are top to tail, and she is also naked. He can smell chlorine and remembers they went skinny dipping in the pool when they got back. Luke can’t move and his head is throbbing so much he doesn’t even want to try. Jodie stirs and moves her feet close to Luke’s mouth. Thinking about the foot job he got, Luke can’t resist but plant some kisses on her beautiful toes. She then opens her legs, and he gets a good view of her pussy. His toe worship tickles and wakes Jodie up.
“What the fuck happened?” she says slowly moving.
“Fuck, my head.”
Jodie gets up, almost tripping over Amanda, who is asleep on the floor. She puts on some denim shorts and a T-shirt. Luke follows retrieving his clothes from the floor and putting them on.
“Where is Hamish?” Luke asks.
“Why am I wearing an engagement and wedding ring?” Jodie says looking at her hand.
They find Hamish with his trousers around his ankles lying face down on the living room sofa. Luke kicks the sofa to wake him up.
“Why are you like that?” Luke asks.
“You fucked Amanda when we got home and I was wanking myself off watching you,” Hamish says ashamedly.
“There goes my renter’s deposit,” Jodie says looking at the stains on the sofa.
“Why am I wearing a wedding ring, I’m not married yet,” Hamish says pulling up his trousers.
“Fuck, did we get married?” Jodie asks.
“No, you two did,” Amanda says coming down the stairs and pointing to Jodie and Luke.
“Thank, god,” Hamish says breathing a sigh of relief.
“You went to get the license at eight am this morning after that last bar closed and went directly to Elvis’ Chapel to get hitched.”
“I do vaguely remember now,” Luke says.
“Then you came back here and fucked Amanda,” Hamish exclaims.
“So, we had just got married and you were immediately cheating on me,” Jodie comments.
“You didn’t even know who you married,” Luke exclaims.
“Ok, I can sort this out, I have a good lawyer, he will get it annulled or something,” Jodie says.
Hamish has countless missed calls from Doug and Angus. He calls them back, telling them selected highlights about what happened leaving out all the sex and the drunken nuptials. They all pack up and prepare to head home to Scotland early the following morning while Amanda flies back to London the day after.
Jodie finishes up her filming over the coming weeks in Vegas and files for divorce.
Two months later.
Hamish is now married. Jodie and Luke are almost divorced. Jodie is back in London and just needs to track Luke down to get his signature on the divorce papers. He is working in London so isn’t an issue to head over to Jodie’s house.
Her house is a modern, well-decorated mansion in the London suburbs. Luke could have pushed Jodie for a nice settlement, she is as rich as she is beautiful. But he wasn’t interested in money and was even conscious he still owed her that thousand pounds.
Jodie looks lovely as ever in a lime dress and pale pink high-heeled sandals. She gives Luke a kiss and a hug as she welcomes him in.
“I am now going to be divorced for the second time before I am thirty. Here sign.” Jodie says as she hands Luke the papers.
“Here you go,” Luke says after signing it.
“So, that’s it. Would you like a drink?” Jodie says.
“I remember what happened last time we had a drink,” Luke laughs.
“That was a crazy sexy, night. What are you up to now? Why are you in London and not Loch Ness?” Jodie enquiries.
“My garage in Scotland went bust, I sold off all the assets, which is how I could afford Vegas. Also here is your money back,” Luke says reaching into his pocket and handing Jodie a thousand pounds in cash.
“Thanks, I wasn’t worried. Where are you working and living?”
“An exhaust place in Romford and sharing a flat with a friend.”
“Why don’t you work for me, I need a driver and right-hand man. There is also an annexe you could live in.”
“I am not sure that is a good idea. Even though you are my ex-wife, I am still attracted to you and essentially, I am a tart, who sleeps with whoever. We would inevitably end up in bed again.”
“We could have a ‘no sex’ rule, I think that could work,” Jodie suggests.
“I don’t think it would.”
“Give it a month and see what happens. You would really be helping me out,” Jodie says trying to persuade Luke.
“OK, a month,” Luke says smiling.
“Great, when can you start?”
“Next Tuesday,” Luke confirms getting ready to leave.
“So, the ‘no sex’ thing would start from then?” Jodie says as she slowly opens her legs.
As expected, she isn’t wearing any panties, her pussy is shaved. She gives her slit a little rub as she runs her fingers over her skin.
“Well, I guess so. Beautiful and commando, it’s a winning combination,” Luke says looking down at her bald snatch.
“I have got back in the habit of rarely wearing panties, so I normally completely shave down there,” Jodie says smiling.
“I love shaved pussy,” Luke replies.
“You want to join me?” Jodie says getting up to walk towards the stairs.
“Yes, one last time.”
“After tonight, I will see you next Tuesday,” Jodie confirms.
“Then it will be some other guy to keep your bed warm,” Luke says following her.
Jodie knows he is right, there will undoubtedly be others.
“This ‘no sex’ rule, it wouldn’t apply to your friends, would it? Have you got Amanda’s number?” Luke chuckles.
“Maybe it could be a woman to keep my bed warm,” Jodie says grinning.
Luke follows her into her bedroom. Jodie closes the door.
