Although Doreen was
very upset at the time by her enforced incarceration in Kiddingstone, due to
her failure to get back to her mother, she seemed to quickly come to terms with
the situation as she took every ounce of satisfaction from me that night and
twice again the next morning.
The second time of
which occurred when I was in the shower and it began when she sat on the edge
of the bath and took my cock in her mouth and sucked me up to full erection.
Then she stood up
wearing a broad grin and leant back against the tiles and eased her small frame
into the corner as droplets of water ran down her freckled skin to her pert
breast and drip off her hard proud nipples.
Doreen lifted one foot
up and planted it on the edge of the bath, and then the small delicate fingers
of one hand combed their way through her wet pubes before descending between
her hairy lips.
I watched intently and
began tugging on my shaft in rhythm with her fingering until she suddenly
stopped and opened her legs as far as she could, which I took as my signal to
fuck her.
I slipped in between
her greasy lips easily and my presence inside her was greeted with an
appreciative moan.
With each thrust her
buttocks slapped against the tiles but as I banged her on the short strokes her
buttocks squeaked like new shoes until we both came in a juddering climax.
Afterwards I was
shattered and my legs had completely gone, talk about a knee trembler.
I had to sit in the
bath to recharge my batteries; I just sat there with the shower spraying down
on me for about twenty minutes.
By the time I
re-emerged from the bathroom, still dripping wet, Doreen was already fully
dressed.
“You’ve recovered
then” she said and laughed
“I’ll remember that
the next time you’re gagging for it,” I said in response
“You’ll still shag me
though” she said and walked over and kissed me.
I grabbed her and
scooped her up in my arms
“Put me down you’ll
get me all wet,” she protested
“That’s just how I
like you” I teased her and then we kissed.
But that was all we
did as I had to vacate the room and we both had trains to catch and I was so
knackered I probably wouldn’t have been able to go again for at least 24 hours.
So I put her down she
giggled as she sponged herself dry.
Then she sat down and
watched me drying myself and by the lascivious look in her eye I couldn’t tell
if she was remembering what she’d had or imagining what she was going to get
the next time and there would be a next time.
Although physically I
was a spent force, my mind was awash with erotic images of my time with Miss
Clarke, or perhaps I should say the times with Miss Clarke.
So on the way to the
station I called into the newsagents and picked up a reporter’s notebook so I
could jot my filthy thoughts and reminiscences down on the journey home.
After all my
philandering were the antidote to my writers block and as such were both my
bread and butter and the icing on the cake.
Although we walked to
the station together Doreen and I were getting separate trains as we lived in
opposite directions and once we had bought our tickets we both went our
separate ways with just a cheerio, we’d said a proper good bye back at the
hotel.
Although the station
was open and trains were running there was a greatly reduced service due to the
previous day’s cancellations, which resulted in a rather lengthy wait on the
platform.
I noticed Doreen
didn’t have to wait long for her train and when she saw me she gave me a wave
from her carriage.
I made good use of the
time though and got some good outlines on paper, which I would flesh out later.
When the train did
finally arrive I got on and consciously made an effort to keep jotting notes in
my book because I knew after what Doreen had put me through the motion of the train
would very quickly lull me off into a coma.
When I returned to the
house Katy fussed around me like I’d been gone for a week, which was a bit over
the top but it was nice to be missed.
It was one of the
things you miss out on when you live alone, having someone to come home to.
Over the preceding
week Katy had begun to spend ever so slightly more time in bed each day and
less on her throne in the kitchen.
I had thought for a
while that she looked visibly different each time I saw her, which I convinced
myself was just my imagination but having not seen her for 24 hours I realised
it was not.
Marion had made lunch
and the three of us sat and ate it together in the kitchen.
While we sat at the
table Marion said that while she was in England she really wanted to go
shopping, but she didn’t really want to go alone.
However as Katy and I,
for quite differing reasons, were unable in the former and unwilling in the
latter to assist her, we set about finding a suitable companion.
After much
deliberation between Katy and myself we decided the perfect choice would be
Pandora or Judith or both so I phoned Pandora that afternoon and she was
thrilled to be asked and said she would speak to Judith and set something up.
Low and behold not an
hour later Judith knocked on the door and after introductions invited Marion
round to hers for tea and a chat with her and Pandora, who would be arriving
shortly.
So Marion grabbed her
things while I cleared away from lunch, after which Katy said she need a rest
so I carried her upstairs and settled her down,
“She’s definitely
getting lighter,” I thought as I walked down the stairs.
I was feeling a little
tired myself so I poured myself a glass of water and went to my study,
But despite being
drained I couldn’t drop off,
Random thoughts kept
me awake, all of them about my philandering ways,
Just as my eyes closed
another example of my libidinous behaviour would flash into my mind.
I had tried to mend my
ways after Georgia gave me an ultimatum about my womanising and I had made some
little progress in that regard.
But it was true of
late I had slipped back deeper into my old ways, but Georgia hadn’t mentioned
my behaviour, or the ultimatum for ages and I wasn’t sure whether that was a
good thing or not.
We skyped regularly
and everything seemed to be ok.
I thought I would have
to give her special attention when she came home at Easter.
“Definitely” I said
aloud and promptly fell asleep.
I woke up just in time
to see the nurse leave and hear Marion, who had returned from her afternoon tea
appointment, fussing around her sister.
I walked into the
kitchen and she had already got the evening meal well underway.
All the chat at dinner
was about Marion’s new best friends; apparently they all got on famously.
I got on with them
famously myself in fact Marion would have been shocked at just how famously I
got on with them and the level of intimacy that existed between me and her new
buddies.
Then I chastised
myself for my childish behaviour and had to admit to myself I was a little
jealous of having to share Katy.
I quickly snapped out
of my silly mood and listened as
Marion said that she
particularly wanted to go to Marks and Spencer, for knickers and stuff, but
mainly she just wanted to shop at the British stores she didn’t get in Alaska.
Now Kiddingstone had
quite a good shopping centre and would probably have met most of Marion’s needs
but Pandora and Judith volunteered to take her to one of the big out of town
places and make a day of it. So they were going to be out all-day on Thursday.
The intervening days
passed without incident and the green-eyed monster didn’t appear again.
On Thursday morning
Pandora was knocking on the door even before the nurse had arrived and I
watched as Marion and Pandy trotted off excitedly down the path to be met by an
equally excited Judith at the end of it.
Almost the very moment
Pandora’s Cherokee pulled away the district nurse arrived and another day was
off and running.
It seemed like an age
since Katy and I had spent the day together, just the two of us but after
breakfast I asked her
“Do you wish you could
have gone with the girls today?”
“Good grief no” she
responded with a scoff “I hate shopping”
“Really?” I asked
astonished that there was actually a female of the species who detested
shopping
“Yes” she replied, “I
buy everything on line”
Then she corrected
herself
“Bought everything on
line”
We spent a very
pleasant day together and Katy managed to resist the urge to take an afternoon
nap so she could beat me at crib again.
We had eaten supper and
cleared away and were half way through “The Lady Vanishes” before Marion
returned laden with bags and spent the next hour telling us all about her day.
And so enthusiastic
was she in her description it was difficult not to be interested.
Bright and early on
Friday morning when I opened the door it was to the familiar face of my cousin
Molly.
“Hi Moll,” I said
“Hi Cuz” she replied
“and before you start, if you make any reference to “frumpy nurses” I’ll smash
your face in”
“Grumpy nurse more
like” I said, “I think you need to work on your bedside manner”
“My manner is
exceptionally good at the bedside” she corrected me and gave me a kiss “as you
well know”
After I had closed the
door she asked
“I’m a bit early,” she
said looking at her watch “is she up?”
“She’s in the bath” I
replied, “come and have some coffee”
As we sat drinking our
coffee I asked
“How come you’re here
so early?
“I’ve come straight
from the hospital” she replied “in fact do you mind if I hang around here for a
bit, I’m on a split shift today and by the time I get home it’ll be time to
head back again”
“Sure, no problem” I
replied
As the morning went on
I was beginning to regret my decision as Molly was excessively tactile,
invading my personal space at every opportunity and she even kept rubbing up
against me like an overly friendly puppy and she did everything to make her
affections clear without actually shagging my leg.
Eventually I got fed
up of her in constant touchy feely mode and following me everywhere, she was
like sticky glue, but it was when she followed me into the utility that I
snapped
“What is the matter
with you Molly? Are you really on a split shift today or is just that you want
me to split your whiskers?”
“I don’t have any
whiskers” she replied all coy. “But…”
“But what?” I snapped
again
“I’m so horny” she
replied
“Well I can’t do
anything about that at the moment” I said
“But I’m really horny”
she pleaded
“Well you need to go
and deal with it,” I told her
“I already did that,
twice, and I’m still horny” Molly replied
“Well go and try
again,” I said
“But it’s not MY
finger that I need” she pleaded again
Just at that moment
the washing machine reached the spin cycle
“Sit on that” I said
and walked out
She must have taken my
advice, as I didn’t see her for about half an hour.
When she did reappear
I was sitting in the kitchen talking to Katy and Molly boosted herself up so
she was sitting on the kitchen counter behind Katy.
Then she decided to up
the stakes by playing the “Basic Instinct” gambit, sitting in my eye line “Sans
Pants” and making quite sure I knew it as she kept flashing her hairless minge
at me while I was trying to talk to Katy.
The problem was that
the thought of her wanking herself really turned me on ever since she told me
that when she hadn’t been rubbing up against me she was somewhere in the house
rubbing herself.
I had a semi brewing
and the thought of her sitting on the washing machine vibrating her pussy to a
climax stirred me even more.
Molly was sitting
flashing her fingered flange at me and I just wanted to fuck her there and then
in fact I couldn’t have wanted her more if she’d started to wank herself off
with Katy sitting there.
I tried to keep eye
contact with Katy when she spoke but obviously my eyes kept wandering to from
Katy’s eyes to Molly’s lips.
Thankfully before I
exploded in my pants Marion came breezing into the kitchen and Molly’s leg
snapped shut like a bear trap or perhaps more appropriately a clamshell.
Katy was reading an
article from her magazine aloud, the name of which escaped me, as does the
content of the story,
Luckily Marion’s
arrival was also timely as it meant I didn’t have to show just how little
attention I had been paying to Katy.
Any way we all had
lunch together and I was trying to figure out how I was going to get into
Molly.
I sat there all
through lunch looking for a way I could manage to shag her.
We could have tried
sneaking off to the study or my house of pleasure in the garage but the most
likely outcome was going to be going out in the car for some contrived reason
and park in the woods and shag in the car.
I couldn’t wait until
lunch was over I was finding it difficult to interact; I have never been able
to maintain a conversation and an erection at the same time.
As we were clearing
away after lunch all my prayers were answered as Pandora was ringing to invite
Marion to go over to Kiddingstone for the afternoon, there were apparently some
things that Marion couldn’t get the day before.
So that was that, that
was my in.
As soon as Katy
settled down for the afternoon Molly would be able to get the rogering she’d
been begging for all day.
When I was upstairs
putting Katy to bed
“Are you ok?” Katy
asked, “You seem a little distracted today”
“I’m fine I’m just a
little tired is all” I lied “I didn’t sleep very well last night”
Well she had noticed
my distraction but I didn’t know if she had picked up on what was bothering
“little miss hot lips”
Katy was normally very
perceptive, sharp as a knife, however the combination of her illness and the
medication could quite easily dull the blade.
After I put Katy to
bed I wandered downstairs and as I approached the kitchen I suddenly caught
sight of Cousin Molly sitting on the kitchen counter completely naked fingering
her hairless pussy.
The nagging semi I had
been nursing for hours stemming from my earlier thoughts of Molly’s self-abuse
now turned into a full on boner.
Molly wasn’t fazed or
embarrassed as I walked into the kitchen, nor did she stop what she was doing.
“What’s going on here
then?” I said as I quickly undressed
She didn’t answer but
then it was a rhetorical question.
I walked towards her
and kissed her full on the mouth.
Molly was still
fingering her wet crack and then with her free hand she reached out and grabbed
my swollen cock
“I thought you
couldn’t take care of my horniness today?” she said mimicking me, between
kisses
“A window opened up” I
replied “and I see that you have too”
“Shut up and fuck me”
she purred and pulled my throbbing cock towards her moist pink pussy.
I hesitated, as I
wanted to kneel before her shaven pussy and nosh on her juicy cunt.
But after all her
delicious sexy self-abuse she didn’t have time for that.
“I need your cock,”
she moaned
So I let her plug my
cock into her hot cunny and with her legs hooked behind my arse and her arms locked
around my neck I fucked her hard, which is what she wanted, a good hard
fucking.
“Oh that’s it,” she
moaned
She was so hot and she
was so creamy being inside her was like being immersed in warm honey.
As I pumped into her
she let out deep rasping moans
“Oh Cuz, Cuz” she
panted
Then her breaths
became coarser and her moans deeper
Her thighs were
holding my hips like a vice and her ankles were crossed beneath my buttocks and
holding me inside her.
I could only give her
short measured strokes one after another and then another until
“Ohhhhhhhhh” and she
came and my climax instantly followed
Then she kissed me
“God Simon I really
needed that” she sighed still gripping me like a vice.
“Are you satisfied
now?” I panted
“If I say no will you
fuck me again?”
“Yes” I replied
“Then I’m nowhere near
being satisfied” Molly said
“Then you’d better get
your slutty arse into the study then nurse”
I ordered her and she
ran down the hall naked and into the study as instructed.
I paused only to pick
up all the clothes and then joined her.
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