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| You look around Not bad, you think You move back inside ”Help me I can be your lover if you need My mother died soon after, leaving my eldest sister to raise us She also had an appetite for love to match mine The minister spoke with Clara, and ascertained that she was not possessed or attempting to deceive Oh His tongue duels with yours, running along the length of it, stroking you ” You turn the chair to face the tree You resemble her quite a bit “Free!” He looks at you As you are contemplating these things, the branch that was caressing your cheek moves down to the front of your shirt In anger and sadness I marched to my brother-in-law’s house and challenged him to a duel One of the branches brushes against a nipple ”I dropped the wood and ran as fast as I could Your eyes move to that tree in your backyard According to Mr He plans to do this next Wednesday evening You writhe a little There is silence on the other end of the phone, then a sigh Shadney’s encounter with the oak, the family that bought the property claim to have made contact with the oak tree in the back You look at the privacy fence-enclosed area When I’d neared the house, I heard my wife scream Your nipples are ready to greet your fingers; they usually are when you begin your explorations The next weekend, you call the woman who’d sold you your house In the back of your mind you hear “Kashmir” begin Will you?” You are awash in stimulation Whenever you pleasure yourself, you find yourself stroking the skin of your tummy for a long time Not too big, not too small I must be hearing things “My father died when I was twelve years old You turn your back to the window and are about to walk away when you hear the scratching again His tongue probes, much like the tree branches were doing Dr You sigh The experts are baffled You notice for the first time that Thomas is nude, and his member has grown to a rather impressive size A branch begins to stroke the skin of your neck and Thomas begins again The next thing you know, they attach to your sensitive nipples She was a dear one, was Sarah—very kind and sweet Your fingers trace the outlines of your lower lips through your panties and Mrs There is a tree in your backyard The branches had moved to remove your jeans There is still no one around You feel warm air on your bottom and shudder a little The summer breeze was calling, so you went outside with your rum and coke All is still You sit, hands at your sides They begin to caress your tummy slowly, gently, inflaming you further No Three hundred years ago, we came here from England You stand in the doorway, squinting at it Everywhere I turned, she was She enjoys planting and cultivating and has helped the town in planning gardens and public parks You naughty girl, you It didn’t seem like a remarkable tree, and for the first year you lived in the house, you didn’t notice anything Looking again into the mirror, your skin has grown rosy Two days later, Clara told him that the tree spoke to her again His lips capture yours in a kiss that leaves you breathless You peer past the filmy curtain, and see nothing yet again I sat under it, thinking of my wife and feeling sorry for myself You just want release—sweet, sweet release Then you feel something move up your back “Help me Before you can stop yourself, you walk outside and up to the tree I could not escape my grief You are glad you are sitting, otherwise you would have fallen at that point That tree is very special He pulls back from you You looked up and down your street: party at one house, cars coming and going…kids playing outside at the end of your street…the view is too depressing, better head inside I thought I was going crazy I can only leave when I find someone who is willing to love me as Cynthia did Your head swims Your clitoris is begging for attention now, erect and throbbing “Unfortunately, my darling Cynthia died at the hands of my bastard brother-in-law Its branches touch your bedroom window Your eyes move down the rest of your body: your favorite silk button-down sleeping shirt’s top two buttons are undone, your creamy cleavage peeking out Suddenly, people began to believe that she was a witch The same noise of activity drifts through the air, but it is strangely still in your backyard No, leave it on and unbuttoned An article called “The Enchanted Oak” catches your eye The pleasure pulses through your body The other was moving along the sensitized skin of your inner thighs, scratching ever so slightly, driving you mad with the teasing The figure in the trunk smiles “Are you willing to love me as Cynthia did?” “Yes! Please!” You pant She gathered up the children, went into the house, and sent a messenger for her husband “I could not believe my eyes,” the doctor informed the police My father was Head of the Household to Queen Anne and falsely accused of conspiring to murder her After hearing about the Shadney Oak’s activities, through his local newspaper, Mr Could this be a new, evolved species of tree? Turning the page, you see another article: Local Spiritualist and Psychic to Investigate Shadney Oak April 12, 1911 Eugene Collins, spiritualist and psychic, has offered his services to Dr Sigh My sister’s husband would yell at her and call her names You hear the last question, though and look towards the trunk of the tree You think that he is going to take you inside, but instead he sits on the chair, putting you on his lap This is what Mrs At least you have some idea of what you may be up against You’re happy with your 34Cs This paper and its readers wish her well At first, he did not believe her The other branch hooks through the first button and tugs gently, undoing it Your juices were flowing now ”The coward refused The thought makes you chuckle to yourself ” “Yes Your index finger moves softly over it, rubbing little circles from around the base to the tip, and back You lift your head, searching for his mouth She married a bully of a man She had the loveliest soft skin, dark auburn hair, and piercing, intelligent black eyes You sigh, and open your legs further At dusk, you pull a chair outside under the tree Another wave…feels incredible ” Anything? ”For example, I can tell that you have been long without a lover The Enchanted Oak Local woman discovers special oak tree in back garden They took her away You had to listen to them complain about aching backs and ill-fitting tops when you were growing up “Custard Pie” blasts from the speakers Richards was outside supervising her children at play when she thought she saw a movement behind the Shadney Oak You love having your abdomen stroked She has developed a great knowledge of wild and domesticated plant life and will share it with anyone who inquires of her It feels like it’s the next morning when you wake up While you are thinking of these things, your hands had crept up and were now softly kneading your chest Nah, can’t be Nothing stirred You don’t move, just stare It looked like every other oak tree you’d ever seen or climbed over as a child You find nothing until you look into a book about legends in the area She had a sparkling personality, a quick wit, and a tinkling laugh The feel through the rough material makes you gasp That’s it, just a little more…a little more…oh my… You scream out as your climax hits you direct and powerful You couldn’t understand why He was in his workshop, fixing one of the carriage wheels when Clara excitedly ran in You start, and turn around, fists raised You take the first hand and dip the fingers into your juices and bring them to your breast, moving them around the peaks ” You can hardly hear him as the tree is bringing you so much pleasure: suckling at your nipples, a flower had sprouted and attached itself to your throbbing clitoris and was suctioning at it ” You feel the branches of the tree reach down to your cheek and caress it again What is this? The figure in the tree smiles at you The flowers begin a gentle suction, while the tongue-like pistils swirl around, driving you mad Hmmm…still dark One day on a solitary walk, I came to this fine tree You open your eyes and look into a pair of bright blue ones Your back arches and you gasp loudly You catch your own eye and can’t help yourself: you wink, then giggle Shadney is currently seeking medical treatment for hallucinations You hear a rustle Yum “So, you’ve discovered the secret of the tree?” she asks The CDs have stopped Your hands move from your tum to the sensitive tops of your thighs You look at the tree’s trunk, and you see a figure standing in front of—or maybe even in—it You moan a little The silk of your shirt feels delicious as you slide your hands down your body The conversation is cordial and breezy until you mention what had happened with the tree You stand, legs slightly parted, and stare at it ” While Thomas is speaking, the branches move down your throat and to the collar of your denim shirt You can hardly hear the rest of the tale as you are so far gone January 15, 1874 A local woman was behind her home gardening, when the largest oak tree on the property spoke to her, at least, that is what this reporter was told by her husband One evening, you were home alone Your breathing quickens ” “Special ” You fall asleep to “Down by the Seaside” One of the branches sprouts small tulip-like flowers The tree trunk pulls open in the front, and Thomas steps out You turn You can smell your scent, feel your own heat You are rewarded You nod to it Waves of heat move through your body, and you feel the shudders of your orgasm approach You want something inside you You look into your own eyes and moan quietly Many of the women in your family are, ah, better endowed, but you don’t consider them lucky In the dimness, you see a branch move towards you As you watch in amazement, you see one slip underneath the crotch and then feel it on your opening pussy He will be conducting a special séance to see if there are any spirits trapped within the tree or within the vicinity of the home Please don’t tease me You even prayed to God (when you believed in Him) to keep your breasts from growing huge ” Like you’re making me do right now Now She is the head judge of vegetables and fruits at the County Fair and has been for over twenty years Mrs Collins traveled halfway across the state to investigate for himself That is when she informed him that the tree spoke Your hands move back down and you run your nails back up your upper leg You think He called the Reverend John Crines of the First Methodist Church ” Some other branches hook into the button of your jeans and pop it out We discussed moving away before the situation became perilous In one movement, you are left in your panties and bra, which the branches are lifting and pulling from your heaving chest You thought ” He walks over to you, and picks you up from your chair It’s a branch of the oak You moan louder this time John Shadney, Clara was outside two days ago, gardening as usual Strange The flowers keep up their activities at your nipples and you’re drowning in the feeling Your nipples respond to the touch, stiffening and aching You lift your hips to facilitate it The kiss is warm and sensual, and you move your arms to hug the trunk You lean back and abandon yourself to the sensation But wait—they don’t touch the kitchen window Because of her hair and eyes, it was joked when she was a girl that she was enchanted Part the blinds again—nothing You lift that hand to your mouth, and lick those fingers YES! You look back at the figure in the tree trunk When your house was sold to you, the previous owner could not stop smiling as she pointed it out to you ”I have more to tell One of the other two branches between your legs was still probing about, gently then with more pressure, stroking your vulva and around your slick opening Dr Richards arrived with one of his orderlies and searched the premises Dr I was cursed because of my decision and imprisoned in here The arms that hold you are strong, yet gentle, and your mouth opens to let the man’s tongue in You open your back door and look around I decided to hang myself—on the branches of this very tree It wasn’t true, of course ” There was a click Geoffrey Richards recently purchased the property from the heir of John and Clara Shadney after he decided to move his family out West You lay on your bed, listening to the last strains of “Bron-y-aur Clara assured him that it was neither an intruder nor anything harmful You drift into your bedroom and find yourself in front of the mirror They saw nothing at first, but as they stood next to the Oak, the orderly found himself being lifted by the back of his shirt ” You hear a whisper “I don’t know Mrs You see a what appears to be male figure in the trunk You’ve always had a thing about tummies One day I had gone to the woods to bring in some wood for the cooking fire That’s what I was trying to tell you when you first came to look at the house The tree branches leave your body and you cry out in frustration and need You look to the tree and see a pair arms reaching out to you ” You shake your head but find yourself getting up and moving closer to the tree You’re not sure why--you just do He sucks on your tongue, sending shudders down your back Maybe that’s what it was Oh, well Your nails gently dig into your flesh You don’t even feel ashamed to be naked in front of Thomas, for him to see you spread and wantonly bucking your hips against the tree’s—his?—branches Richards has had botany and horticultural experts to his home to look at the tree You button up your sleeping shirt, and walk downstairs with your empty glass Your legs become weak; time for bed You hear the party still raging a few houses down, the children have long since gone inside, and there doesn’t seem to be anyone out there ”I was studying to become a doctor when I met a beautiful woman called Cynthia Dasher ”I loved Cynthia from the moment I first saw her walking with her brother to their home from the stables her family operated The final straw came when she was publicly denounced in church Opening your legs again, you lazily move your fingers, feeling your lips fill with blood Everyone seemed to be occupied; everyone had plans He beat her “One moment, George was standing next to, the next—the tree had him by the shirt!” Similar incidents occurred over the next two weeks It brushes against your clit Moving back a few steps, you collapse onto the soft blanket you placed on your bed earlier that day…softness and silk, your favorite combination of textures…you resume your exploration ” “No, you are not Your dark auburn hair spills a little from its loose knot, black eyes stare back Okay, you think What was that you heard in the kitchen? As you are trying to figure out what’s happening, you think you see the tree move He in turn spread a rumor that she was a witch There is a scratching on your window You saw it move Shadney might have encountered “I want to thank you now You see another article pasted underneath that: Is the old Shadney Oak haunted? Another claim to the strange tale March 22, 1910 Ten years after the Shadneys had moved away after Mrs But he was an influential man in the town, and Cynthia began to receive threats All I know is that it attempted to unbutton my sleeping shirt All right, this is too strange A voice whispers in your ear You become hotter In your bedroom: What to listen to, what to listen… You pop both CDs of Led Zeppelin’s "Physical Graffiti" into your changer At the ‘trial’ three days later she was convicted of being a witch and burned There’s nothing for you out here No, there’s the scratch again You turn to go back indoors when you feel something brush against your shoulder He made advances to her, which she refused You look down and see three branches probing at your soaked panties ”If you help me, I will do anything you desire I found the police there, led by my brother-in-law Your head goes back, exposing your throat and you sigh You throw your head back again You panic and run back into the house Every day without her was a nightmare Touch me! You tease the skin of your inner thighs, moving your fingers along the silken skin, pausing at the juncture, not quite touching, though you are aroused He senses your surprise The Reverend examined the tree and could not find any unnatural devices or people inside You move your hands around the outside and lift, silently offering yourself to the lover you imagine in front of you You’ve always liked your breasts You place the glass in your sink…and hear a scratching on the window in front of you When I got home Your hips bucked in rhythm with it Still, you are intrigued ” You feel the branches push you to the chair, which is now closer Father had arranged the marriage shortly before he died and Mother did not stop it You move your hips up, slipping out of them You dip two fingers into your opening, seeking the flowing moisture You begin to pant You part the blinds to look, and find no person outside No one Your breasts come into view Ooh, touch me Thomas asks you again You head for the library and spend the next three hours trying to find information about any strange happenings on your property A wave of pleasure ripples through your body as you lightly trace around them…almost to the tip…not quite touching it…back around the outside…nearly there…oooooooh He was terrible to us all, but he treated me with the most contempt You look up and see the tree almost bending over you You walk into them and feel the softest pair of lips on your own ”I will tell you my story… I am Thomas Lawrence Adrian Cavendish Your clitoris stands to attention, asking you to consider it ” The tree has undone the buttons to your shirt and is gently brushing against your breasts through your lace bra The last time I saw something like that, it won first prize at the county fair That can’t be right He is smiling at you Your other hand moves to take its place at your pussy, placing two fingers inside Looks like the drink is loosening you Clara Shadney is an avid gardener and plant enthusiast You open your legs more, giving your self up to your insistent fingers on your clit You rub over your softly rounded tummy You gasp Having found his way here, he purchased a large property, though it was later divided between my brothers and myself, and brought Mother and the rest of us over here Good! That’s good! Little by little, you increase the pressure She’s hung up on you! Well Mrs The next pages on the subject had been torn out Geoffrey Richards who is the current owner of the old Shadney property He apparently was happy enough to have gotten his revenge on my upstart of a wife Meanwhile you feel something between your legs You step back, and it moves gently against your cheek What the hell, take it off He fled England to escape the noose At first, he thought that there was an intruder on the property, so he took up his gun You undo two more buttons, revealing more of yourself |
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