Monday, 29 August 2022

Choice Tales from the Vale – (423) The Third Thaw of Christmas

December 14th

 

In mid-December wealthy businessman Oliver Beaumont was in Scotland for the funeral of an old family friend, and the wake was held at the Glen Carrick Castle, which is where he was reunited with Pandora Molesworth, a very distant cousin.

After a pleasant dinner together accompanied by copious quantities of booze, and then the restaurant staff made it clear that they had worn out their welcome, so she said

“Let’s go to your room for a Nightcap”

In his room after a period of conversation she initiated a sexual encounter but as his hands explored her thigh beneath her hem, she suddenly broke off

“Stop! It’s no good” she said

“Hang on what’s wrong?” he asked

“The same thing that always bloody happens” she snarled “Nothing”

So, their newfound relationship had begun in very inauspicious circumstances when her attempted seduction ended with her confession of frigidity.

“At boarding school, they called me Frigid Freda” she replied, and he giggled

“Stop it, it’s not funny,” she said laughing herself

“Oh, it really is” he responded

However, following a few consolatory brandy’s, they ended up sleeping in the same bed, and slept most of the day and because she had missed her lift back because of it, she asked

“Can I come back with you?” she asked

 “Of course,”

“I don’t mind sharing the driving” Pandora said

“Oh, I don’t drive” he said

“You can’t drive?” she asked

“No, I can drive, I just don’t” he corrected her

“Why not?” she asked

“It’s a long story”

“So, are we flying then?” she asked

“God no, flying I can’t do” he admitted

“So how are we getting home exactly?” Pandy asked

“Train obviously” he replied as he opened his laptop, and five minutes later he had a first-class compartment reserved for the 7am train the next morning  

“Tomorrow?” she exclaimed “But I’m only booked in here for one night”

“No problem, we can share the bed again” he suggested “As long as you promise to control your urges”

“Very amusing” she said and grinned

 

They boarded the first-class carriage at Edinburgh station and were in a reserved compartment, he tipped the attendant so they wouldn’t be disturbed unless he rang the bell, once inside he drew the blinds on the corridor side, and they sat facing each other.

He looked at her as the train left the station, in her less formal clothes, her all black funereal garb had been replaced by Christmas Sweater, pleated Skirt and red tights, but he was still preoccupied by the nature of her underwear. 

Once they had left Glasgow behind, it began to snow, and as the train passed houses and businesses and rattled through railway stations with platforms full of Christmas shoppers, the temperature dropped and Pandora shivered, so she stood up on tiptoes to close the window and as she did, he reached out his hand and fondled her buttock and she jumped

“Sorry” he said “I couldn’t resist, you have such a lovely bum”

“That’s ok, I actually liked it” she responded

“Ok, you won’t mind if I carry on then?” Oliver said

“No” she replied quietly without looking round, she just stared out through the window at the snow and his hand went up under her skirt and fondled her buttock again and he could tell by her breathing and the trembling of her frame that she was enjoying it and after a few more minutes he said

“Take your bra off”

“Ok” she said without complaint in a childlike voice

Pandora complied by unhooking it and then by doing that thing that girls do, pulling one arm inside her jumper, and following a brief rummage, finished by pulling it out down her other sleeve.

“I like that” he thought “dirty magic”

After throwing her navy-blue bra onto the seat Oliver said

“Take off your knickers and tights”

“What?” she gasped and looked at him for the first time

“I think you’re turned on, you don’t need them, so take them off” he insisted

“But I’ll freeze” she pleaded

“No, you’ll just get hotter” Oliver said, “so take them off”

“Are you sure?”

“Very sure” he said

“Ok I’ll just pop to the loo” Pandora offered

“No, do it there, in front of the window, in front of me” he insisted, and she gasped

“I don’t know” Pandora said

“Trust me Pandy” he said and gave her buttock a squeeze

“Ok” she said meekly “But don’t look”

“Don’t worry, you get them down to your knees and I’ll take them the rest of the way” he instructed “but first kick your shoes off”

Pandora complied with her shoes and then with trembling hands began pushing her red tights down to her knees, a moment later her navy-blue knickers unceremoniously joined them, he was pleased that her bra and pants matched, he always thought that was classy.

“Are you ok?” he asked with concern, and she replied with a breathy “Yes”

Oliver knelt behind her on the carriage floor, smiled when he discerned a distinct damp spot on the crotch of her knickers before, he moved her tights and pants slowly down to her ankles and then off her feet one at a time.

He picked up the garments and threw them onto the seat to join her bra, then he instructed her to adjust her feet, so they were slightly wider apart.

Pandora was standing with her forehead against the window and her palms were positioned on the glass, so her whole stance gave the impression she was about to be frisked, which in a way was exactly what was about to happen.

She gasped when his hands made contact with the back of her thighs and then they proceeded up the backs of her trembling thighs until he had a hand on each delightful cheek.

Pandora’s breathing was shallow and rasping as he kneaded her plump little buttocks and slid his thumbs downward towards her labia, once, twice, three times and then he thought the time was right he moved one hand down to her inner thigh, which stroked the soft skin, creeping ever upward until his fingers parted her labia and elicited a divine moan and when his forefinger entered her tight young cunny she growled and he explored the creamy wetness of her hot pussy.

Oliver looked up at her, trembling and panting as his fingers probed at her juicy minge and his skilful digits rubbed and worked on her and Pandora’s cunny responded with liquid acquiescence.

His ministrations were eliciting some wonderfully pleasurable moans from her, and she clamped her hand over her mouth and within moments he brought her to a satisfying knee trembling climax, and as the train rattled its way across the border into snowy northern England she came, hard.

 

He rested back on his heels and watched her quivering young body having just experienced her first real orgasm and she remained rhythmically panting against the window, she didn’t speak because she was still enjoying the aftereffects.

 

After a few minutes of enjoying the scene of the recipient of his handywork resulting in a nice knee trembling climax, he decided she was going to get more.

He’d got her erotic motor started and purring nicely, now he needed to step on the gas.

Oliver stood up and moved behind her and placed his hands

on her hips and quietly said

“Are you ready for more?”

“More?” she gasped

“Only if you want to” he said

“Yes please” Pandy replied pleadingly

He moved his hands and pushed her jumper up until it was rucked up above her breasts, then they settled over her perfect plump little tits, and began to caress their pliant form and toy with her nipples which were already magnificently erect, and ultra-sensitive because she winced to his touch.

Pandora was still standing with her forehead against the window, with one palm pressed against the glass, while the other was still by her mouth, and she was purring as he caressed her beautiful titties.

Oliver relinquished hold of her right breast, and his hand moved purposely across her soft belly beyond the waistline of her skirt and grabbed a handful of pleats, before tucking the hem into her waistband.

Her breathing became erratic with anticipation and intensified once his fingers were combing through her lush whiskers.

“Oh Oliver” she exclaimed as his finger parted her sticky lips.      

 

On some level Pandora was aware she was stood in front of the window facing the outside world as the train passed houses and businesses and rattled through railway stations with platforms full of Christmas shoppers, with her plump tits and hairy fanny on display, but she was beyond caring.

Frigid Freda was in a frenzy, moaning coarsely as Oliver continued stroking her juicy cunny, while his other hand fondled her tittie.

He frigged her harder and harder, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm,

“Oh my God” she moaned “Oh Jesus”

As Oliver continued frigging and then her divine moans filled the compartment when Pandora came.

Pandora was a spent force and a few moments later her legs buckled, Oliver reacted quickly and steered her exhausted frame onto the seat.

He knelt in front of her, and she grinned at him and said, 

“Wow”

She leant forward and kissed him

“That was incredible” Pandy sighed “You made me cum”

“I did”

“I liked it” she said

“I could tell”

“So can I have this now?” she said and kissed him as she put her hand on the very obvious lump in his trousers

“Are you sure you want it?”

“I’ve been waiting for it since I was 14” she admitted still stroking his cock

“So yes”

“Ok” he said

“You’re not teasing me?” Still stroking

“Do you want the blinds down?”

“No, it’s exciting” She replied increasing the intensity of her caress  

“You’d better get it out then” he instructed, and she gave him a filthy leer as she unbuckled his belt, quickly slipped both trousers and pants down his thighs, which released his engorged cock and at that moment her eyes were transfixed on his swollen member.

She gave him another leer and took hold of his shaft in her right hand and tugged the skin back to expose the purple head, and as the purple crown emerged from its pink cocoon Pandora’s eyes widened in delight.

“God, I want this so bad” she moaned

Oliver gently adjusted her position, so her buttocks were on the edge of the seat and Pandora’s cunny was presented to him at perfect the height, so he wasted no time at all in spearing her.

“At last,” She moaned, “At long last”

 

Oliver was sat in the corner with his arm around Pandora who was sitting next to him with her legs drawn up under her and his coat draped over them, which was just as well as she was still knicker less with the hem of her skirt tucked in her waistband and his pants and trousers were still halfway down his thighs.

“How long before we get to Abbottsford?” She asked

“About 2 hours” he replied

“So, time enough” Pandy suggested “to do it again”

“More than enough” he agreed

“Good,” she said and started playing with his sleeping cock, which awoke very quickly

“This time can you fuck me from behind while I look out the window?”

“Of course,”

“Lovely” Pandora said before she went below his coat and took his cock in her mouth.

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