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The House Guest Ch 9tl

The House Guest

By James Bellamy

Chapter Nine

"James should see Torquay while he's here, don't you

think, Dear?" Gerald said. "Why don't you take him

down for a Cotton Candy on the Pier on Saturday? Then

I won't feel so guilty going to my away match." He

grinned at this bit of intrigue.

"By God, you never let her take me to Torquay! And me

one of your oldest and dearest friends! What 's this

Yank got on you, then Gerald" Have you been into the

till, again?!!" They had all laughed. Good fun

amongst friends. Colin and janet were indeed two of

their best friends and were over for drinks along with

another couple from down the street. They had all

loosened up considerably with the drinks and laughter.

"Oh, he's a charmer is James, and I should be worried,

but when you keep your wife happy and seen to like I

do, you don't have any trouble sleeping at night. No

worry about my lass looking for a bit of spare, is

their love! It's all in knowing how and I know how to

keep her happy!" His open discussion of their sex

life brought a blush to her face and they turned to

teasing her. Valerie nudged Gerald hard in his ribs

for a first payment.

James stood silent, smiling but not really joining in

the laughter. But the thought of a day alone with

Valerie brought a flush of hope, and his heart beat a

little faster. He glanced quickly at her to see her

response.

"Would you care to do that, James? I haven't been for

some time and you'd be lovely for a walk on the

seaside. Not like my husband who talks too much!"

They all laughed at Gerald being sent up. "I fancy

you on the beach, really." Now they really laughed at

her giving as good as she got in the exchange with

Gerald. Gerald smiled but his laughter was a little

hollow.

"Never mind lads", she may be a bit feisty now, but

she'll be after having another treatment from the

expert when you've gone! Right, love?" He had given

her bottom a pat as he said it. She squirmed away on

the pretext of getting drinks.

"Oh, Gerald you are so full of yourself, I really

don't know what I'm to do with you."

Valerie probably wouldn't have fought back at him if

she hadn't, a few minutes earlier, watched as Gerald's

hand had strayed two inches too low on Janet's hip and

turned into fondling her bum. janet was a looker,

she thought. Gerald had even mentioned her in their

bedroom a few nights ago and actually played out a

fantasy with the vision of Jan's bum fresh in his

mind. Valerie had felt a bit hurt by his fucking her

so excitedly when she knew he was fantasizing about

their buxom friend.

Later, James had waited in the dark of the hall for

Valerie to pad past on her way to bed. She had closed

the bathroom door quietly so that Gerald would not

know when she started down the hall. Their hands met.

They stood leaning against the wall, very close to

each other. James could feel the heat of her body

very close, now touching. His hand went to her hip

and he gently fondled her through the silk of her

slip. He could feel her tremble slightly as his hand

slipped to her breast and their lips met

simultaneously in a kiss. They stood silently,

relishing the touching. Her hand found him in the

darkness and she gently stroked his hardness.

They stood that way for as long as Valerie thought

safe and she made a slight move to go. Then she stood

on tip-toes, to rest her cheek against his. Slowly

she nodded her head against his cheek. James squeezed

her hand tightly in reply.

So, .........they would go to Torquay together!!

James heart raced at the thought. He wanted it to be

perfect. Suddenly his head was making plans ahead, his

body tingling with excitement, above the sheer level

of excitement her body here in the hallway had

provided. "Torquay,......... with Valerie .........on

their own!"

Valerie had at last made her decision, and her heart,

too, was racing, her mind spinning ahead to what it

would be like. She wanted him, wanted James to have

her completely and openly, wanted him to make love to

her, wanted him to fuck her and her to fuck him. A

warm glow seemed to engulf her.

They parted silently, trailing hands away from each

other until only the tips were in contact.

Saturday dawned bright. Gerald was getting ready to

leave for the away game trip with his mates. James

and Valerie were talking over their outing to Torquay.

"Gerald, the last time you went off with these

rowdies, you didn't make it home all night. Are you

planning on staying over in Exeter?"

"No, nooooo, I wouldn't think so." He winked and

grinned broadly at Gerald. "Well, I suppose an

emergency could arise, of course!" He laughed loudly.

"If that is what you have in mind, old dear, James and

I may just stay over in Torquay, it will be a lot

easier, anyway. So, are you declaring now? Or not?"

She smiled a little smile with a suspicious frown.

"Well, that might not be such a bad idea. Well if you

are going to do that, I won't feel the urgency to bang

up the highway in the middle of the night! Is that

better for you?" He was trying to turn this around to

being her idea. "Shall I look up a couple of rooms in

a bed and breakfast for you?"

"Yes, I think you had better," she had her hands on

her hips.

"Right, then, ...........right, I can do that."

Gerald went to the phone.

Valerie's eyes met James' eyes with a "So there!" look

of assertion, then turned into a deep warm fondling

look. James smiled at her with pleasure. After

bidding her husband goodbye with a kiss at his car

door, she laughed and teased about something James

couldn't hear and came inside.

"Now we won't be so pressed for time, James, but we

should be getting on the road. James got us into an

Inn right along the seafront, so we'll be close to

everything. Shall we get going?" She walked right up

close to him and into his arms, her lips open for a

kiss.

James looked down into her lovely light brown eyes,

counting the flecks of other colors in them, and

smiling his happiness at her. "Wonderful!" His kiss

was light on her lips and their mouths opened to taste

each other gently. He nibbled her pouty lower lip

gently with his lips.

"Better not do that too much or we won't make good

time on the road, James!" she laughed. "I am so

happy right now. Do you know?"

"Yes, me too."

"I think I've got past most of the guilty feeling.

After all, no telling what my dear husband will get up

to tonight. Still, we have to be aware we could run

into someone we know down there. It is a popular

spot." She looked a little pensive.

"Yes, of course, not to worry, I'll be a perfect

gentleman being taken on a wheelchair turn on the

Pier, You'll see!"

"Yes, but it's not you I'm worried about, is it. It's

me!" They laughed together and then went off to pack

a bag.

James packed quickly, then as a last moment

inspiration, slipped his hand under his pillow and

packed the nylon tights Valerie had slipped into his

hand the night before. "She seems to like the feel of

them" he thought, "And so do I, so ......."

Valerie had already thought her packing through

carefully. The sheer lemon colored panties and

matching bra, cream colored garterbelt and dark brown

nylons for starters, her warm lambs wool sweater with

the cowl collar against the evening chill by the sea,

Extra tights, a pair of white French knickers she had

bought a week ago and not yet worn, and a pretty bra

of the same color. She was sure that James was likely

to prefer the full fashioned French knickers to the

wispy bits of nothing she wore to please Gerald. She

brought the lemon colored sheer panties for a change

of pace , just in case. She brought a light cream

colored dress which she knew emphasized her breasts

and left a lot of cleavage bare.

Valerie gazed into the mirror. "It's going to be

alright," she nodded her head firmly. She turned on

her heel and went downstairs where James was waiting

anxiously.

"Ready?" she said brightly.

They were off and soon driving through the

countryside, happily on their own at last. Gerald

reached for her hand and placed his hand on her thigh,

feeling the skirt slip over the sheer nylon of her

taupe tights. She pressed his hand to her thigh and

turned slightly toward him, watching his face as he

drove rather intently, trying to remember the left

side rule of the road.

Valerie lead his hand along her thigh, slipping it

under her short skirt along the top of her thigh.

"Can you drive like this?"

"Yes, .......... I think so. It is distracting, but I

am willing to overcome it with my superb willpower,"

he smiled at her, then glanced down to look at her

thighs, the skirt now halfway up over the gleaming

nylon-clad voluptuous loveliness he had developed such

a keen desire for.

"Eyes on the road, my good man, if you please!" she

chided him. "They'll be taking you into custody! And

I'll have lost my dinner partner!"

With difficulty James took his eyes away except for

quick little peaks the rest of the drive. By the time

they arrived and were driving along the oceanfront,

his hand was fully between her thighs and had slipped

higher until it was against her mound.

They took a walk along the pier, bought spun sugar,

had a bag of chips and observed the tourists enjoying

themselves in all shapes sizes and colors. James

wanted to kiss her, but there was always the chance of

someone who knew her, so, he held back, satisfying

himself with trailing his hand across the small of her

back, or occasionally lower on her hip or bottom.

They soon found that they had had enough amusement and

wanted to have what they really longed for, each

other. "Why don't we see if we can find that Inn you

spoke of? Is that alright."

Valerie had been ready for sometime, now, and wondered

why he didn't suggest it. "Yes, that's fine, let's!

It's been a lovely day so far, hasn't it James? Nice

drive and now a nice walkabout here on the shore?"

He agreed, but his mind was now distracted by the

thought of having her, and he scanned the line of

buildings looking for the Inn. Valerie smiled a

little smile of pleasure that he wanted her so much.

They soon managed to find the place and Valerie busied

herself looking at cruise brochures in the lobby to

cover her nervousness.

"There we are, one for you and one for me," he smiled

wryly. "Come along Valerie, it will be alright, I

promise."

They found their way upstairs and along the hall to

her room first. James opened the door for her and

then followed her in. They were in each other's arms

immediately, as if starving for days and finally being

brought before a feast table. His hands found her

bottom and Valerie felt the electricity of his touch

course through her. Her bum was very sensitive, and

she liked to have it caressed.

She cuddled herself inside his arms, tight against his

big chest, feeling small and protected by his embrace.

She could feel his hardness already pressing against

her tummy and she knew that being together, touching

and caressing in quiet moments had her juices flowing,

too. She slipped out of her shoes and stood on

tiptoes to kiss him. That was symbolic of becoming

comfortable with the situation, she had taken the

first move, she realized, even if it was just removing

her shoes.

"It has been so long," she began.

"Yes," he said, "so long!"

His hands came to her breasts, lifting them, feeling

them through the thin blouse she wore. His hands made

slow circles around them, then slipped down to hold

just her nipples. His mouth sought hers and he felt

Valerie begin unbuttoning his shirt. His hands

struggled with her blouse and soon her breasts were

visible to his eyes. He gasped slightly with the

pleasure of them encased in the twin lacy cups of her

bra. They were beautiful and round. His hands had

explored them in the dark, but he realized he hadn't

really seen them before. He thought of the several

times he had angled for a look down her blouse, but

this was something different. The beginning of

intimacy, to be able to take his time and stare at her

lovely soft breasts, to put his hand inside, pressed

into her by the tightness of her bra, playing with one

bare nipple, the other through the joyous silkiness of

her bra, so brilliantly white before him. Her skin

shone through the nylon, enhancing the effect.

While he still stared at her, Valerie unbuckled his

belt and unbuttoned his trousers. Then she looked up

to see him still staring at the breasts now cupped by

his big hands. Valerie smiled and reached up to taste

his lips, which he now gladly gave, his tongue meeting

hers and then toying with it.

Valerie waited for him to take off her skirt. She

wanted him to undress her completely, part of the

unveiling of her to him, a part of her opening herself

to him at last. He knelt before her, now slipping her

skirt down, sat back on his heels a moment and looked

at her standing in her white lacy bra and half slip.

He held his hand to let her step out of the skirt and

he moved it aside to a chair. Slowly, his thumbs

slipped under the elastic of her slip and began

sliding it over her hips, as she watched his pleasure

in his task.

Her tights were a medium dark shade, sheer to the

waist, the center seam pointing toward and then diving

into the crease which divided her body. He pressed

his lips to her tummy and then kissed his way lower.

She wore no panties today and his lips brushed the

curls protecting her pussy, feeling them spring back

under his touch. His lips had come to the very tip of

her body and she felt his tongue dart out to touch the

top of the little valley leading to her pussy.

James' hands were caressing her thighs at the back,

running up to enjoy her full bottom, teasing her

there, suspecting she was sensitive there - and

besides he enjoyed the feel of her under his fingers.

Valerie pressed his head against her mound and ground

it against him with eagerness that was now building

very strongly in her. She parted her legs for him

now, just a little, and his hand came up her thighs

between her legs.

James was surprised and excited to find that she wore

crotch-less tights. His hand parted her moist lips

and he felt her body jump slightly. She smiled down

at him, and his surprised look changed to a big smile.

Somehow it seemed that her choosing crotch-less was a

huge vote of love or confidence in him, a shared

intimacy that made him feel loved and warm. His hand

was vertical between her legs, the edge of his palm

spreading her lips. Her moistness felt warm on his

hand, thick and creamy.

Valerie felt him against her clitoris and along her

wetness, aware that he was pressing to get closer, to

get more contact along her wet slit.

James explored the wetness his mouth had found last

night in the hallway where he had brought her to a

satisfying orgasm that made her knees buckle.

He stood and held her in his arms while she loosened

his pants and dropped them to the floor, urging him to

kick them aside by holding his cock that had

immediately sprung loose into her hand. He had worn

no shorts. He thought she would find it sexy and he

wanted to please her in every way today. Her hand

circled him, slipping back and forth on the length of

his shaft. It felt so very good to her, and she heard

him gasp with pleasure. She slipped his foreskin back

over the crown of his cock and realized that he

already had copious amounts of pre-cum there beneath

it. It felt sticky, creamy, she remembered its taste

and knelt immediately, breaking away from his kiss,

and kissed his cockhead instead. She gently licked

the pre-cum from his cock, letting her mouth enjoy its

taste, rolling it over and over on her tongue.

James reached for her, signaling her to stand again by

lifting her breasts gently. His hands were again on

her silky bottom, which he seemed unable to get enough

of. She finally pulled his hands to her breasts, a

difficult choice, but her breasts were soon singing

with the feel of his caressing hands and his eager

lips suckling on her nipples. Slowly they were moving

toward the bed as they continued to kiss and fondle

each other. Valerie felt the bed behind her knees and

sat down, pressing her cheek against his belly and

feeling his cock reach toward her chin.

She lay back on the bed before him and watched as he

stared and admired her, lying there in her lacy bra,

breasts thrust out toward him, creamy thighs gleaming

in the taut, sheer nylon. Valerie did a very

assertive and sexy thing. She raised her nyloned leg

slowly and deliberately along his inner thigh,

bringing her foot up between his legs to fondle his

balls and then his cock, now standing straight and

rock hard in front of him. She rolled her foot in its

soft nylon covering over his cock.

James rolled his eyes toward the ceiling, letting the

pleasure slide over his body. Then he knelt before

her between her thighs and began to open the flower

of her woman-ness. Valerie slipped back on the bed,

spreading her legs and raising her knees slightly.

James stared at her pussy, watched it open as she

spread her legs. Watched her fingers come to her

pussy and open the lips for him, letting him sit and

watch the beauty of it -- looking like a pair of lips,

glistening now with wetness. She spread her lips a

little wider, showing herself to him, wanting him to

enjoy her.

His lips moved to kiss her fingers, first one and then

the other. Slowly, she opened a little wider, still

spreading her lips with her fingers. He kissed and

licked her fingers more, then slipped to the pinkness,

the bright pinkness of her inner lips. They had a

similar shape, but smaller and more brightly colored.

He tasted her, licked her clitoris, licked along the

crease of her body, making it glow with even more

wetness. His lips found her clitoris and he heard her

sharp intake of breath. He nibbled on the little nub.

His tongue found the entry of her cunt. His tongue

went inside, as Valerie shrieked quietly with

pleasure, pulling his head deeper into her.

"Oh, James, I don't think I can stand much more." Her

voice was tense.

James moved between her legs now, laying on top of her

his belly against the warm comforting firmness of her

mound, his tongue finding her nipples once again. She

reached between them and guided his cock to her entry.

"Oh, James, this is ................................

"Yes, beautiful, ............." His lips sealed hers,

their tongues dancing and playing with each other.

she pulled him again, urging him to take her.

She moved the head of his cock along her crease and

then against her clitoris, then back to where she

needed him to thrust into her, to thrust his nice big

cock into her, to satisfy her , to sanctify their

deep friendship.

He entered the tightness of her entry. She felt his

cock-head snap past the initial tightness, and into

her cunt.

James paused and looked into her eyes, his own eyes

half closed with pleasure. "Oh, Valerie, you feel

wonderful!!"

She felt his cock slip slowly into her, touching the

sheath of her cunt , finding warmth, fondling her

cunt, pressing its way all the way in, filling her,

filling her, touching her, filling her, filling her,

she thought. She felt his balls against the cheeks of

her bottom now. She slipped her hand between them to

see if she had all of him inside her now. Then their

mounds were together, pressed tightly together.

Valerie opened still wider, raising her legs around

him then crossing them over his back pulling him to

her. His lips were kissing her ears and he whispered

to her. "Oh, Valerie, this feels so , so, so good.

You are so tight and you feel just perfect, like we

were meant to be together like this. Your pussy is

hugging me and fondling me incredibly."

"Yes, dear James, ....... Your cock is ..............

so ............ hot, so big, .......so, yes, that's

it, move in me, feel ........... alll ......all

....of .......me. .........feel all of my ........my

pussy. Yes, James, yes , James, yes, give me all of

your lovely cock, come in me, come in me, make me

come, James. Ohhhhh yes, that's it. Yes, give me your

.......... Big knob, your ....long cock."

She was all open to him and James slowly stoked in and

out of her in steady, deep strokes, feeling her cunt

sucking on him, feeling how his cock pushed its way

back into her as each withdrawal ended. He was

fucking into her faster now, feeling her taking up his

rhythm, rocking her hips to meet him as his cock

slashed deep into her darling cunt. She held him, not

letting him go with the muscles of her cunt, he

lingered, feeling every fold of her as he slipped in

and out of her.

She felt wonderfully wet, deliciously hot, almost

scalding hot on the sensitive skin of his cock heard.

Valerie was beginning to pant slightly, her breath

coming short on the end of her clenching and thrusting

against the lovely cock with its bare crown feeling

her up inside her cunt. Her eyes were closed and she

was thrusting hard against him with her hips first one

side and then the other. James pressed his feet

against they bed and pried upward, trying to get the

upper surface of his cock to touch her clitoris as he

slipped in and out of her.

James heard her slam her arms against the bed, then

slash them along the sheets of the bed, thrusting onto

him again, he redoubled his effort, slamming his cock

into her again and again, holding himself to wait

until she came.

Valerie felt a huge warmth start in her loins,

rumbling through her mound and tummy and then her

whole body seemed to join in the celebration of his

thrusting cock and her clenching cunt and then a

wonderful release consumed her body. With one last

shudder, coming from her shoulders and rolling down

her torso, she clasped her arms around his neck and

pulled herself up to him, kissing him and biting his

lips.

"Oh............Great, .........great, ..........Come,

my dear James, come now in me, Come on, my sweet,

give me your cream now." Her cunt again pulled on

him, milking him, trying to draw his release along

with all the sperm eager to be ejected out of his big

balls. She was still excited. And wanting the feel of

him spreading her apart. She was determined to have

all of him now.

James felt the pressure building in his balls, then

the sperm shooting up his penis as Valerie's wonderful

warmth and clenching of her cunt around him gave him

another sensation along the outer sensitive skin of

his shaft. He could suddenly feel both sensations,

Valerie pulling on him with her lovely tight cunt, his

own juices now fighting to flood up his shaft. His

body tensed as his balls ejected the sperm deep into

her cunt.

Valerie felt his hot juicy cum splash into her,

filling her cunt, again and again he shot into her,

until she was full, full of him and his juices. She

felt the pleasureful feeling of his sperm slipping out

of her, down onto his cock, still feeling nice inside

her, though not as rock hard now that she had given

him release!

Valerie relaxed against his arm now encircling her and

pulling her close. It was going to be alright, she

thought. She also knew that they were going to have a

long leisurely lovemaking later tonight, now that they

had satisfied their urgent need to truly share each

other's bodies. She smiled into his eyes and sighed

as their lips locked together. His hand was

protectively holding the mound of her pussy, keeping

it nice and warm and cozy. He slowly pulled the cover

over their heads and kissed her deeply.

The End of Chapter 9

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