His parents
have retired to a Villa in the Greek Islands and the six bedroom detached house
was left jointly to him and his brothers, Colin, two years younger, who lived
and worked in Australia, and Greg, two years older, who owned and ran a Hotel
in the Pepperstock Hills National Park, so Alex had the house to himself the vast
majority of the time.
He was 5ft
11, slim build with curly brown hair and by profession an illustrator,
children’s books mainly, though not exclusively and he had the summer house
converted into a studio from where he can work in peace, free of distractions,
the latter was particularly important as he was very easily distracted,
especially by women and his distraction of choice normally came in the form of
well covered peasantry, on the ample side of buxom, and he rarely strayed from
his sensual menu, and he had no romantic attachments.
That is
until the day he had his first encounter with Clarissa St
Claire, the girl next door, who arrived at his front door, in a state of
inebriation after one too many birthday drinks.
At the time
he didn’t welcome the intrusion because she was not his normal fare and ticked
none of his boxes, he liked a mature cuddlesome peasant wench, and Clarissa St
Claire was anything but, she was only 18, if the number on the balloon was of
any significance, absolutely beautiful, elegant, slim and petite, with a
perfect Carrington Chase educated voice.
Carrington
Chase being Downshire’s version of Roedean, although those in Downshire thought
it was the other way around, and it was a voice that made Charlotte Green sound
common.
However
despite that, a sexual encounter did take place between them in his lounge but
it didn’t go as far as she wanted it too, or as far as she planned for it to
go, she wanted him to take her virginity.
Over the
month that followed they had numerous repeated such snippets and each one
helped her overcome her shyness but she was getting frustrated with her
progress and she just wanted him to fuck her so she wouldn’t be a virgin when
she left for University at the end of the summer, but not only that she wanted
him to fuck her numerous times before then, though he was unaware about that
part.
But his main source of sexual gratification
was still a mature cuddlesome peasant
wench, so he had a pleasant session with his gardener in the potting shed, and
when she had gone he spent the rest of the morning productively, but during his
lunch he remembered that the paper bill was due the next day and Karen Askey
always liked to collect the money in person, she didn’t offer this service to
all her customers, just those who liked to give their gratuities in kind.
The gratuity was not an issue he had the means
to settle that bill, However he didn’t have any cash, so he thought he’d better
get to a cashpoint just in case she wouldn’t accept his donation if his bill
wasn’t settled.
“Not very likely” he said out loud and smiled
So after lunch he set off for the Cash Point
in the village, he was going to walk but he didn’t like the look of the sky so
he went in the car instead, and his distrust in the weather was well founded as
just as he was getting in the car it started to rain.
It was only a short distance back to his house
but he would have gotten soaked if he’d walked it, so he congratulated himself
on his good judgement.
As he approached his drive, he caught sight of
Clarissa St Claire huddled in a corner beneath the porch, so once he was on the
drive he wound the window down and shouted to her
“Are you locked out again?”
“Yes” she snapped
“Well come in the house and get out of the
rain” Alex called
“I don’t want you getting soaked out there”
“No you just want me to get wet in there” she
retorted
“Don’t be silly, just come inside” he said and
left the car and opened the front door, and when he glanced over his shoulder
he saw she was jogging across the drive behind him.
“Come on” he said “Its dryer in here”
When she stepped through the door and
snapped
“I would have been alright”
“Are you ok” he asked wondering what the
attitude was all about
“Yes” she snapped then added in a calmer tone
“a bit damp, but fine”
He took her in the kitchen and flicked the
kettle on, and it was at the moment he turned around that he became aware of
just how damp she was, the front of her dress was soaked and he could see one
plump breast surmounted by a well erect nipple pushing through the wet fabric,
Clarissa noticed what had caught his attention and covered it promptly with her
cardigan.
“You’re disgusting!” She snapped and turned to
face the door
He walked over to where she was standing and
stood behind her and said
“I’m sorry, but you’re just so sexy”
When he
was stood directly behind her he put his hands on her shoulders and found her
cardigan was soaked.
“Take your cardie off, you’ll catch your death”
She didn’t answer him but moved slightly away
from the door and lowered her arms beside her so he could pull the wet garment
off her, but the moment it was off she resumed her previous position, and so
did he.
Her ginger hair, which normally flowed onto
her shoulder, was on that occasion braided, so he pushed the braids to one side
and kissed her neck and she took a deep breath.
He continued to apply petal soft kisses on her
fair skin as he slowly unzipped her dress, once it was all the way down to its lowest
point his hands returned to her shoulders where they pushed the strap of her
dress down her arm to the elbow and he applied his kisses to the newly exposed
flesh, and then Alex unhooked her bra and repeated the process to push her bra
straps down to her elbows, before his hands began to explore the newly exposed
naked skin.
Alex ran his hands slowly up her back and he
could feel her ribs beneath his fingers and her heart thumping behind them, and
as his eager hands traversed her back he tried to slip one hand between her and
the door to caress her breast, but Clarissa prevented him and pushed at his
hand, but not away, she pushed it down towards her fanny.
So, he obligingly moved his hand across her
belly and down to where the itch was that she wanted him to scratch.
He ran his fingers ever lower, below the
waistband of her knickers and onward to the source of her heat and rubbed her
gently through her clothing eliciting a low appreciative moan.
He continued to rub her gently for several
moments and then she pushed herself against him and hoisted her dress up to her
waist and
he slipped his hand
under the waistband of her knickers, bypassing her substantial ginger thicket
and began frigging her juicy pussy once more and before long as her legs began
to buckle she let out a stifled scream as she climaxed.
Clarissa turned around to face him, still
clutching the dress to her young body as he leant in to kiss her briefly until
she pushed him away far enough for her to wriggle her arms free of her dress so
that the fabric of her dress and her bra fell away, to expose her perfect
breasts, though she still clutched her skirts to her midriff.
Alex smiled and returned his mouth to hers as
he fondled both titties and teased and toyed with her swollen peaks before his
mouth went on a journey down her neck, shoulders and chest until he found
himself kneeling in from of her and her beautiful firm breasts, at which he
took turns kissing, licking and sucking.
Clarissa was trembling, her left hand was on his
shoulder, gripping hard and her right was fingering her braids as he sucked her
teats, while his own hands were now on her knees, about to travel north, and
they slid slowly yet purposely up her thighs and were soon nearing their
objective and Alex felt the fabric of her panties beneath his fingertips.
His hands spread out across her firm buttocks,
squeezing and kneading them until his fingers reached the waistband of her
knickers and grasping the elastic firmly he tugged them off her pert cheeks and
down her trembling thighs, releasing them at her knees where gravity took over.
His hands were quickly occupied with her now
naked cheeks and he stopped sucking her nipples and instead began kissing her
quivering belly, simultaneously she kicked off her shoes and freed one foot
from her pants.
Once her knickers had been removed she let her
skirts fall enough to cover her modesty but soon Alex was pushing the fabric up
again and kissing her thighs and he could instantly smell her lusty odour,
which spurred him on, and very soon he was rubbing his face in her ample ginger
curls.
Clarissa
stood braced against the door biting her lip with eyes closed as she had her
first taste of oral sex and he had his first taste of her.
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