Davina Does Scotland

By Limey Lady

Back on the market after finding and losing a live-in lover, Davina looks for diversions north of the border.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Limey Lady
• Release date: May 12, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370888184

Limey Lady

Here's a confession for you: I'm not sure if "Limey Lady" is a pseudonym or my alter ego. Back in 2016, when she came into being, she was definitely a nom de plume. Now, however, I am not so sure.As background, I have always written stories but, up to 2009, writing took a backseat, way behind the demands of my family and career. Then a life-changing medical condition . . . well, it changed everything for and about me. Suddenly I had/have time to spare. Suddenly I was/am churning out tale after tale.I was born in York but brought up in West Yorkshire, in part of the Aire Valley often described as "Bronte Country". I must say, though, that although most of my stories are set locally, they have little in common with the fine works of Charlotte, Emily and Anne. So far my output can be divided into two: long stories featuring ne'er-do-wells, guns and some violence . . . and shorter stories featuring "liberated" women who rarely do what they're supposed to do.Limey Lady was created to be the author of the short stuff. But the longer novels all include feisty, uncooperative females - much like her characters - so I'm going to put her name to both as I publish on Smashwords.Watch this space . . .

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Davina Does Scotland

By LimeyLady

Copyright Mark C Woolridge (writing as LimeyLady), 2018

Distributed by Smashwords

All characters and events in this publication,

other than those clearly in the public domain,

are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons,

living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Table of Contents

Chapter Forty-three - Kat

Chapter Forty-four - Kat for real

Chapter Forty-five - Living together

Chapter Forty-six - Margot returns

Chapter Forty-seven - An emergency callout

Chapter Forty-eight - Saving Sue

Chapter Forty-nine - A day in Aberdeen

Chapter Fifty - Installing a replacement part

Chapter Fifty-one - Sleeping at Sue’s

Chapter Fifty-two - Showering with Sue

Author’s Note

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Chapter Forty-Three

That very first time with Kat was amazing. She hadn’t been joking when she said that she’d do ninety per cent of the giving. In fact, for the first four and a half hours, she achieved the perfect ratio of one hundred and did it non-stop.

Yes, I know I’m sounding nerdy again (four and a half hours! I might as well have translated it into two hundred and seventy minutes or sixteen thousand two hundred seconds!!). But please don’t think that I was clock-watching in any way; let me explain.

*****

Propositioned by the sexiest, most beautiful woman I’d ever met, I decided to forget my night class for once. And we didn’t hang around. After only a couple of drinks we went to Kat’s and were in her bed a tad before seven in the evening. Perhaps inspired by my willingness, she then set out to prove exactly how eager she was to please. Easily slipping into my so-obliging Kiki Girl persona, I decided to just let her do her thing. If she got off on getting me off, who was I to complain?

Comparisons are, as you already know, a big no-no for me. Let’s just say that Kat’s pussy-eating was second to none. Lying back and taking it was no hardship, especially as she took care to suck, nibble, lick and chew bits of me I hadn’t even realized I had.

Didn’t she make me cum! My usually endless supply was starting to deplete when, sure that it had to be after midnight, I asked her if I could take my turn.

Well, maybe begged would be closer to the mark.

‘It’s your birthday,’ she replied through half a mouthful of fanny. ‘I’m doing the doings.’

‘It has to be after midnight,’ I gasped.

‘It’s barely half past eleven,’ she countered. ‘Shut up and enjoy.’

So there it was: my four and a half hours, non-stop. And, as estimates go, it’ll have been precise. As I subsequently discovered, Kat was one of those people who always knew what time it was, even if there wasn’t a clock for miles around. I didn’t know that then, of course, but with her face buried so deeply in my groin, distracting me from all rational thought, I tended to believe she would be right.

Consequently I stayed on my back and waited until I reckoned another forty-five minutes (and five very decent-sized cums) had passed. Then I tried again.

‘It’s after midnight. Please let me take my turn.’

‘Not listening,’ she replied.

‘Come on, Kat. It’s not my birthday anymore. And you can’t go on like this forever.’

‘Yes I can. And it’s your birthday all night as far as I’m concerned, so there.’

Kiki Girl was not one for fighting her corner so I stayed as I was, enjoying as instructed and doing my best not to feel too guilty about my ongoing lack of effort.

Oh, okay then, I did moan a bit about birthday presents, insinuating that it was better