The Dulcets are a collection of villages and hamlets comprising of
Dulcet Meadow, Dulcet St Mary, Dulcet Green and Dulcet-on-Brooke, to name but a
few, and of course Dulcet-on-Willow, which is a large sprawling village beside
the gentle shallow River Willow, which runs unhurriedly from the Pepperstock
Hills to the more vibrant River Brooke, and it’s in the Village of Willow where
28 year old Alex Monroe lives in the house he was born in.
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.
Which he declined to do that night, though he agreed that he would
when he thought she was ready.
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.
On her last visit she seemed more reluctant than usual but it was just
her frustration at her slow progress, but very soon she was stood braced
against the kitchen door, naked to the waist with her knickers around one
ankle, her skirts around her waist, biting her lip with eyes closed as she had
her first taste of oral sex and he had his first taste of her.
But the next day he had been entertaining one of his regular partners
who he obliged once a month when the paper bill had to be paid and the
Newsagent, 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, and that day she had enthusiastically accepted his
donation, and after escorting his slutty Newsagent off the premises, following
the consummation of her erotic buffet on the kitchen island, he watched Karen
walk to her car and then returned to the kitchen to satisfy a different kind of
hunger.
The act of leaving Karen ravished on the marble worktop had left him
famished.
So he made himself a sandwich and took a beer from the fridge and went
outside and to have his lunch on the patio and when he had drained the last
drop of beer from the glass he thought it was time to wash away the morning
lust.
He had a lovely
hot shower although a cold one might have been more appropriate as he was in
danger of an imminent erection because his head was so full of dirty thoughts.
Once out of
the shower he realized he’d forgotten to grab a towel, so he dabbed his face
dry with a hand towel and headed across the landing to get a bath towel from
the airing cupboard, which was at the top of the stairs.
Alex took
out a large fluffy bath towel off the top shelf and closed the door then he
toweled himself down before wrapping it around his middle, and that was when he
realized there was someone downstairs.
He decided to go and investigate, he hoped it wasn’t one of his buxom
peasants, he wasn’t sure he had the energy.
As he reached the bottom of the stairs he could hear someone knocking
on the French window, and there was a faint call of
“Hello!”
When he looked he couldn’t see anyone at first but once he crossed the hall he
could see it was Clarissa St Claire who was wearing knee length blue and white striped
shorts, and a pale blue loose fitting top, scooped down at the front.
“Hello gorgeous” he said walking into the lounge
“Why have you come round the back?”
“Sorry” she said, “I was out walking and I ended up by the river so as
I wanted to see you I thought I’d save myself a walk”
His house was in Waterside Road but he had a back gate that lead onto
the River path.
“That’s ok, no need to be sorry” he said “come in”
“Thanks” she said and put her bag down on the chair but never took her
eyes off him
“So you wanted to see me?” he said
“Um yes” she replied and blushed, but still had her gaze fixed on him
“So why exactly did you want to see me?” he asked
“Oh, um well” she stammered
“Did you want more of what we did yesterday?” He asked hopefully
“No, worst luck” she replied candidly, and he looked at her
quizzically
“I have my period” she said wistfully but inside her head she said
“So, no I’m not here so you can make me come so hard my knees tremble
and my fanny farts”
“That’s a shame” he said and became aware for the first time that he
was only wearing a towel and that her gaze was fixed on the bulge inside.
“It really is” she said wistfully
He perched on the arm of the chair and her eyes followed him and his
action had the effect of accentuating the bulge even more.
“What are you thinking?” he asked
“What?” she said with alarm and looked at his face for the first time,
but only briefly
“You’re obviously thinking something, so what is it?”
“Is it getting
hard?”
“It is”
“Why is it?” she
asked
“Because you
keep staring at it” he said
“Is that all?”
she asked with surprise
“Well that leads
to thoughts” he explained
“Dirty thoughts?”
“No sexy
thoughts” he replied “About you”
She looked at
him and smiled then she asked
“Will it get harder?” returning her gaze to the site of his semi.
“You could make it harder” Alex said and Clarissa immediately stepped
forward with her hand extended
“No” he said “Without touching”
His comments stopped her in her tracks, she knew exactly what he
meant, she had to arouse him by other means.
Ever since their first sexual encounter when the intoxicated nubile entered his lair on her 18th
birthday he had been trying help her overcome her shyness, especially in regard
to her nakedness, and every subsequent sexual event she had shown a little more
of herself.
So Clarissa shuffled the few steps until she was standing in front of
Alex just a few feet away, but she didn’t meet his gaze, instead she kept her
eyes firmly on the prize, and it was firming up nicely as she kicked off her
shoes.
Her next move was to pull her top off over her head and threw it
playfully at Alex, but she was blushing crimson as she stood before him and
undid her shorts, which she let fall to the floor and kicked them aside after
stepping out of them.
His erection was growing as she stood uncomfortably in front of him in
matching pale blue lingerie, but Clarissa took a deep breath and reached behind
her and unhooked her bra and an even deeper one before she allowed the blue
lacy cups to fall away from her breasts and down to the floor, and by then his
cock was throbbing.
She shuffled from foot to foot and her lovely little tits jiggled in
unison, and she was visibly shaking as her hands prepared to remove her pants.
“No need for that darling” he said and she looked visibly relieved
“Have I done it?” she asked and he nodded, and Alex was just
contemplating his next move when she reached forward and jerked the towel open
and stood back to give his erection an appraising look, biting her lip as she
stared at his cock.
Clarissa flicked her eyes up and made the briefest contact with his,
enough to cause her to blush afresh, but not enough to prevent her from
returning her gaze to his swollen cock.
Obviously having seen it the temptation was too great so she reached out
and grabbed hold of it and for the first time she took her eyes off his cock
and looked at his face as she played with him, Alex closed his eyes as she gently tugged on his
swollen member but then he felt delicate soft kisses on his sensitive knob.
Which came as a
complete surprise; he hadn’t introduced her to this yet as part of her shyness
aversion, she was no stranger to his cock, she had wanked him off plenty of
times but she hadn’t used her mouth on him, he hadn’t taught her do
that.
Clarissa then
flicked her tongue around his helmet in quick feather light licks and then all
at once in one smooth slurping instant he was in her mouth and he could feel her
fingers still lightly caressing his shaft and he opened his eyes and looked
down just as his glistening wet knob reappeared accompanied by a sucking sound,
and she looked up and smiled wickedly and then she devoured him again with
her hot mouth and Alex could see the bulge of his cock
in her cheek as she knelt on the floor and sucked on him.
Clarissa’s fingers
tightened their grip on is shaft as her lips were slurping around his cock.
“Oh honey that’s so nice” he gasped and Clarissa mumbled something
inaudible.
“It’s a shame she’s on” he thought, he would gladly have taken her
cherry there and then, ahead of schedule or not, but it would have to either be
a tit wank or, as he was already in her mouth, let her suck him off.
Alex was fast approaching the point of no return and he could tell by
the lip
smacking and slurping that she had already decided what she wanted to do.
Clarissa took one final pause for air before his saliva soaked cock slipped
comfortably between her lips again and her mouth sealed tight around his
throbbing cock and snorting hard through her nose, her mouth joined the busy
little fingers in the rhythmic wanking.
Alex was so close and although she was inexperienced Clarissa could
sense it and she was going at him like fury,
So close, so close
“Oh Clarissa” he exclaimed, his buttocks clenched tight
“Clarissa darling” he
called and then his hands were pulling her head onto him as he shot and her
eager lips sucked him dry.
“Oh Clarissa” he said
and she was still grasping him and sucking and licking at the last of his hot
seed, before her lips smacked one last time as her lips released his shaft.
“Was that ok?” She panted and kissed his helmet
“Oh yes darling” he replied and kissed her forehead
They were cuddled on the sofa beneath the slightly damp fluffy bath
sheet enjoying the moment
“So, was that what you came for?” he asked
“No, not at all” she replied
“It wasn’t?” he exclaimed “so what did bring you here today?”
“No, my parents are taking me to Barcelona as a birthday treat and I
wanted to see you before I went” she said and blushed
“Well you certainly got to do that” he said and she hid her face
behind the towel.
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