by Ray Gordon
‘What’s the matter?’ he asked her. ‘What’s wrong?’
‘I don’t know.’ She sighed, pulling her panties up her long legs. ‘I suppose this isn’t what I expected.’
‘What isn’t?’
‘The situation, the relationship, us…I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t this.’
‘I don’t know what you mean,’ he said. He placed his arms around her and kissed her full lips. ‘What you did to me just now was wonderful, Desiree,’ he said, the solid shaft of his penis pressing against her naked stomach. ‘I’ll be honest with you. You’re the first girl…No one’s ever done that to me.’
‘Really?’ She gasped, her dark eyes locked to his. ‘You mean…’
‘I mean, no one’s ever done that. I know you’ll find this difficult to believe seeing as I’m twenty-seven, but…I’m a virgin.’
‘What? You’ve never…You’ve never had a girlfriend?’
‘I’ve been out with a few girls, but nothing ever came of it. From the moment I set eyes on you, I knew that you were the one for me. I know that I’m going too fast for you, rushing you into things. The reason is that I’ve had no experience at all and I’m desperate to learn. I feel stupid now I’ve admitted I’m a virgin.’
‘No, you mustn’t feel stupid. I’m really pleased.’
‘I’ve seen the odd dirty video and looked at men’s magazines so I’m not completely naive. I’ve read about spanking and…I just wanted to try things with you, Desiree. Try things and learn about sex, with you.’
‘Tony, you’ve made me so happy,’ she trilled. ‘I thought…I don’t know what I thought.’
‘I suppose I was trying to come across as experienced. Talking about splattering your tits with spunk and…I didn’t want you to think that I knew nothing about sex.’
‘I’m so happy,’ Desiree again trilled. ‘We can learn together, try things and learn about sex together.’
‘Don’t go telling your mum that I’m a virgin.’ He laughed.
‘There’s no need to worry about my mum because I’m not going to tell her anything. I’m not going to tell her that we’re seeing each other. I want her to think that there’s nothing between us. That way, she won’t cause problems.’
‘Good idea. I know that she’s overly protective towards you, which is understandable. But the last thing we want is her ruining what we have together. So, shall we try a little spanking?’
‘Yes, why not.’
Leaning over the back of the armchair, Desiree closed her eyes as Tony knelt on the floor behind her and kissed each firm buttock in turn. She couldn’t believe how lucky she was to have met a man who was also a virgin. As he ran his tongue up and down her anal groove, parted her rounded buttocks and licked the brown ring of her anus, she quivered and gasped. She was able to enjoy his intimate attention now that she knew that he’d never done this before. What she’d thought to be dirty and crude was now immensely satisfying, and she vowed to give herself completely to the man she loved.
As Tony stretched her buttocks wide apart and drove his tongue into her hot rectal duct, Desiree let out a sigh of pleasure. The sensations were amazing, she mused dreamily, her body trembling wildly as his tongue teased the sensitive walls of her anal sheath. This was experimenting with sex, learning together, discovering…This was loving. His lips locked to the delicate brown tissue surrounding her anus, he managed to push his wet tongue deeper into her once sacrosanct hole and wake the sleeping nerve endings there.
Her mother had been so very wrong about Tony, she reflected, as her juices of arousal seeped between the hairless lips of her vulva. If only she knew that Tony was a virgin, if only she knew how much he loved her daughter. Desiree had also been wrong about Tony. Doubting him the way she had, she now felt very guilty. He was a kind, loving man, she mused, as he expertly attended her bottom hole with his wet tongue. But there was no point in telling her mother about their love. As Tony had said, they had to keep their relationship under wraps.
‘I don’t believe it.’ Tony sighed. He had slipped his tongue out of Desiree’s tight anus as the doorbell rang. ‘If that’s your mother…Grab your clothes and go upstairs. I’ll deal with her.’
‘I’m sure it won’t be her,’ Desiree said, taking her clothes from the sofa as Tony pulled his trousers up.
‘Who else could it be? I don’t know anyone around here. Go upstairs to the front bedroom and I’ll call you when the coast is clear.’
Waiting until Desiree had bounded up the stairs, Tony ran his fingers through his hair and took a deep breath as he walked through the hall. It might have been an idea to ignore the bell, but he knew that Belinda would try to look through the lounge window. If she believed that her daughter was there, she’d not go away. Finally opening the door, he donned a welcoming smile and invited her in.
‘Is Desiree here?’ she asked, stepping into the hall.
‘Desiree? No, she’s not,’ he replied nonchalantly. ‘She rang the bell earlier, but I didn’t answer the door.’
‘Oh, I see. I can’t think where she’s got to.’
‘Out with a friend, perhaps?’
‘Maybe,’ she murmured, wandering into the lounge. ‘Tony, I’m sorry that I called you a bastard.’
Closing the lounge door as Belinda sat on the sofa, Tony hoped that Desiree wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation. ‘You might think me a bastard, but I’ve kept Desiree away,’ he said.
‘So, you knew it was her but didn’t answer the door?’
‘I thought it best, Belinda. In view of all you’ve said, and the relationship we now have…’
‘Tony, we don’t have a relationship.’
‘Don’t we?’
‘No, we don’t. I only came here looking for Desiree. I like you very much and…and I have to admit that I’m attracted to you. But I’m a happily married woman.’
‘So you keep telling me. In fact, you’ve told me so many times that it makes me wonder whether you’re trying to convince yourself.’
‘That’s nonsense. I’m just feeling lost, that’s all. I’ve always looked upon Desiree as a friend as well as a daughter. Whenever my husband’s working away, Desiree and I…Now that we seem to have drifted apart, I’m feeling a little lonely. Desiree and I did everything together. Walking, shopping, cooking, watching television.’
‘Belinda, why don’t you come round for a drink now and then? I did suggest it earlier, but you wouldn’t entertain the idea.’
‘Because I don’t want to become involved with another man. I know that I said I feel lonely at times, but…’
‘You don’t want me to become involved with your daughter, and yet you don’t want to become involved with me. I’m the one who’s feeling lonely, Belinda. I’m new to the area and have no friends here. If you’re not going to visit me, then I might as well invite Desiree round.’
‘Is that a threat?’
‘No, of course it’s not. All I’m saying is that I live here alone and have no friends in the area. Desiree obviously likes me. To sit here alone when I could enjoy her company seems ludicrous. You’ve said that you’re attracted to me, and I know that you enjoyed what we did earlier. But you won’t submit to your inner desires and…’
‘So, you’re saying that it’s either me or my daughter?’
‘We’ve been through this before, Belinda. To be honest, I don’t see why I should sit here alone when Desiree is eager to spend some time with me. Why won’t you spend some time with me? You want me, don’t you? It’s all very well trying to fool me, but at least be honest with yourself.’
‘I’m not trying to fool you, and I am being honest with myself. I don’t want a relationship with you. I only came here to see whether Desiree…’
‘I wish I had invited her in now. I’ve been sitting here alone when I could have been chatting with Desiree. I’ve been pushing her away because I thought that we might have something together. If we haven’t got anything, then I might as well…’
‘That sounds very much like a threat to me.’
‘I don’t care what it sounds like. But I’m not prepared to push Desiree away when she obviously wants to be with me and I need company. It just doesn’t make sense. You might think me unreasonable, but I need company.’
‘If I decide to come round now and then, will you promise to keep Desiree away?’
‘Yes, of course I will. I’ve already done that by not answering the door to her.’
‘But, I told you that you wouldn’t be seeing me again.’
‘I didn’t believe you, Belinda. Look, you give me what I want, and I won’t give your daughter what she wants. Is it a deal?’
‘That sounds like blackmail to me.’
‘I’ll rephrase it. You give me what I want, and I’ll give you what you want.’
Biting her lip, Belinda turned and gazed at Tony as he sat beside her on the sofa. Confused, she didn’t know what she wanted. But she did know that she didn’t want Desiree to lose her virginity to a man almost old enough to be her father. This was definitely blackmail, she mused, as Tony placed his hand on her naked knee. She couldn’t deny that she’d enjoyed his intimate attention when she’d last sat on his sofa, but…Again pondering on her virtually nonexistent sex life with her husband, she breathed heavily as Tony slipped his hand up her skirt and pressed his fingertips into the warm swell of her tight panties.
‘No,’ she murmured. ‘Tony, I…’
‘Let yourself go,’ he whispered, pulling her panties to one side. ‘You don’t have to become involved with me to enjoy sex. Just look at it as two lonely people finding some solace in physical contact.’
‘Desiree might be home and…’
‘Don’t worry about Desiree,’ he whispered, again hoping that the girl couldn’t hear him. ‘Just relax and enjoy your time with me.’
Lifting her buttocks clear of the sofa as he tugged her panties down, Belinda knew that she couldn’t win the fight against her inner desires. She’d battled against right and wrong for long enough. Adultery, deceit, lies, betrayal…Again wallowing in confusion, she didn’t know why she’d gone to see Tony. She’d been wondering where her daughter had got to, but she knew deep down that she’d wondered whether Tony would try to seduce her again. And, if he did? She’d tried to fight her inner desires, tried to remain faithful to her husband. She was doing this to save Desiree from Tony, she decided. She didn’t want this, but had to endure his crude attention in order to save Desiree from the unscrupulous man.
Closing her eyes and reclining on the sofa as Tony settled on the floor, she allowed him to pull her panties off and part her thighs wide. Pushing her skirt up over her stomach, exposing her neglected vulva, he kissed her naked legs. She could feel his warm breath against the smooth flesh of her inner thighs as his mouth moved dangerously close to the open valley of her vulva. And she moved dangerously close to full-blown adultery.
Digging her fingernails into the sofa cushion as Tony kissed the full lips of her vagina, she realised that it had been years since her husband had kissed her there. He was always working away, Desiree was usually around, there was very little time…Gasping as she felt Tony’s tongue lapping at the solid nub of her clitoris, she arched her back. Images of her husband looming in her mind, she looked down at Tony. She was offering her body to another man, offering her sex valley to another man’s tongue. Her panties lay on the floor, discarded. Her fidelity was in shreds, her marriage vows torn, put asunder. The sensations drove her wild as her neighbour continued to sweep his tongue over the sensitive tip of her clitoris. She didn’t want Desiree to experience this. Not yet – and certainly not with Tony.
‘You didn’t come here looking for Desiree,’ Tony whispered, driving two fingers deep into Belinda’s sex-drenched vaginal sheath. ‘You came here because you were desperate for an orgasm.’
‘No, no,’ she murmured shakily. ‘I had no intention of…’
‘You were desperate to have your pussy licked and sucked and fingered.’
‘No, please, I…’
‘Relax and allow yourself to come,’ he whispered, sucking the bulb of her erect clitoris into his hot mouth.
‘I came here looking for Desiree,’ she persisted.
‘You don’t have to lie to me, Belinda. You came here because your sweet little cunt needed me.’
‘No, don’t talk like that.’
‘You came here because your tight little cunt was in dire need of a hard cock.’
‘Please, stop it. You…you don’t know what that does to me.’
‘You like dirty talk?’
‘Yes, no, I mean…’
‘When was your tight cunt last spermed? When did you last get fucked senseless?’
‘I…I don’t know. Please, I need to come.’
‘You need me to finger your wet cunt hard and suck an orgasm out of your sweet little clitty?’
‘God, yes, yes…’
Guilt swamping her as she listened to the squelching of her pussy-milk, the slurping of Tony’s mouth, she quivered uncontrollably and again dug her fingernails into the sofa cushion. Why had she ever introduced herself to Tony? she wondered, moving forwards and positioning her naked buttocks over the edge of the cushion. Why on earth had she bothered to be neigh-bourly and call on him? Parting her thighs to the extreme, allowing him deeper access to her vaginal sheath, she imagined Desiree discovering her adultery.
The family unit would be in ruins, she reflected. Mum, dad, daughter, nice home…All in ruins because she’d offered her body to another man. Why was she doing this? she wondered. Recalling her teenage years, she remembered the boys she’d opened her legs to, the cocks she’d taken into her very tight and sex-thirsty pussy. She’d been a slut, a tart. But she was single in those carefree days. Single, free…Now, she was married, she reminded herself. This was adultery.
But she knew that Tony would have pulled Desiree’s panties off and licked her vagina if she’d not intervened. Had she not stepped in and saved her daughter…She was doing this for Desiree, she tried to convince herself for the umpteenth time. A good mother would do anything for her daughter. Behave like a common slut and commit adultery? She had to shield Desiree from oral sex, pussy-licking, fingering, cock-wanking, spunk-swallowing…
Belinda couldn’t remember when she’d last enjoyed oral sex. She used to love sucking her husband’s cock, drinking his creamy sperm. But things change with the passing of time, she mused, as her clitoris became painfully hard within Tony’s hot mouth. As the years pass, the flame of passion burns low, diminishes…And eventually goes out? Perhaps she should have rekindled her sex life, she thought. But there was never time for making love, making lust.
‘Come for me,’ Tony whispered, repeatedly thrusting four fingers deep into the stretched sheath of her vagina. ‘Come and pump out your hot girlie cream.’
‘I am.’ She gasped, her face grimacing as he snaked his tongue around the swollen bulb of her clitoris. ‘God, I’m…I’m going to come.’
Her curvaceous body rigid, her breathing fast and shallow, Belinda whimpered in her adultery as her orgasm exploded within the pulsating nub of her ballooning clitoris. Wave after wave of sex crashed through her shaking body. Her eyes rolled, her nostrils flared as she rode the crest of her illicit orgasm, her adulterous orgasm. Her husband should be between her thighs, she reflected in her sexual delirium. Brian should be fingering her spasming vagina, licking and sucking on her orgasming clitoris. Not another man. Adultery, lies, betrayal, deceit…
Again and again, tremors of sex shook her quivering body as she lay gasping and panting on the sofa. Her climax finally began to recede and she felt drunk on sex. Dizzy, floating, drifting through clouds of lust…Tony was good, she mused dreamily, as he teased the last ripples of sex from her deflating clitoris. Never had she had her pussy so expertly attended, her feminine needs so fulfilled. Opening her eyes as he slipped his wet fingers out of the burning sheath of her vagina, she focused on his smiling face as he asked her whether she was all right.
‘Yes, yes,’ she managed to answer shakily.
‘I know how to please a woman,’ he said, moving forwards and lapping up the cream oozing from her gaping vaginal entrance. ‘Do you want to come again?’
‘God, no…Please, no more.’
‘I’ll suck out your sex-milk, Belinda. I’ll drink your hot sex-milk from your beautiful cunt.’
His crude words driving her wild, she listened to his slurping, his sucking and swallowing as he drank from the inflamed sheath of her vagina. He was incredible, she mused, as he cleansed her pussy crack, drained her vaginal duct. He knew exactly what to do. But, although incredibly aroused, guilt began to swamp her again. Finally pushing him away, she knew that she had to stop him. If he carried on, she’d be begging him for another orgasm. Thoughts of Desiree flooded her mind and she realised that things were going too far as Tony unzipped his trousers and pressed the purple globe of his solid cock against the pink flesh surrounding her vaginal entrance.
‘No,’ she said, moving back on the sofa.
‘Come on, Belinda,’ he said, grinning at her. ‘You know how much you want my cock.’
‘No, I can’t. Please, I have to go now.’
‘Not until you’ve pleased me,’ he said, standing before her. ‘Suck it, Belinda. You know you can’t resist sucking out my spunk.’
Grabbing his solid shaft and wanking him, she knew that she had to restrain herself. To suck his knob and taste his salt, to bring out his spunk and swallow the product of his orgasm would be heavenly. But the illicit act would be too close to full-blown adultery. To take his cock into her mouth would be as adulterous as allowing him to penetrate her vagina. So far, she’d only enjoyed mutual masturbation. That wasn’t adultery, she decided. Mutual masturbation was forgivable. She eased his heavy balls out of his trousers and continued to run her hand up and down his solid shaft as he gasped and swayed on his sagging legs. He was close to his orgasm, she knew, as she quickened her masturbation motion. He was about to pump out his fresh sperm and…
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