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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