Choice Tales from the Vale – (432) The Early Morning Christmas Thaw

December 22nd

 

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.

 

However, on the journey back to Downshire following an act of immodest opportunism, he repeatedly sullied her on the train in their first-class compartment, to such an extent that her legs couldn’t support her own weight.

 

Since returning to Downshire she had been a guest on the Beaumont Estate in Chapel Hill, which was Oliver’s luxurious home, which consisted of a 17th century farmhouse, which had been converted and added to over the years.

The barns and outbuildings had also been converted, there was a gym, a pool and garages and staff accommodation.

 

Once Pandora had regained her strength Oliver entered into a cycle of dealing with her frigidity by finding inventive ways of getting her wet, so she could be sullied to their mutual satisfaction.

This was progressing very well but then all the fun was put on hold when she sulkily announced

“I’ve got my period”

Without the distraction of trying to get Pandora wet and the resulting prolonged sexual gratification that always followed, they used the time productively to clear their backlog of work that had gone neglected since the funeral and by the end of St Lucy’s day on the 21st they were able to declare that Christmas had now officially begun, and work was put to bed until the New Year.

His last action of the day was to phone around to book a table, it was a fairly last-minute arrangement, certainly by his standards, 48 hours, which was a tall order so close to Christmas, fortunately his name carried some weight in the area and as a result he secured a table for six at The Old Swan Inn in Chapel Green, he then booked a suitably sized taxi.

He had already informed Alicia and Sarah Treadgood earlier in the week so they could make their own arrangements with other halves.

 

The next morning, they were sleeping late as they had overindulged the night before, but Pandora still woke about 7 am and spent the following hour drifting in and out of sleep before she got up to go to the toilet.

The moment she sat down, there was a sharp release of early morning wind, then she removed her tampon, and when she realized her period was finished, she had a long relaxing pee with a broad smile on her face.

It was the first time she had finished her period since she and Oliver had started their sexual endeavours, and unusually she was exceptionally horny, it had been less than two weeks since their sexual relationship began in his first-class compartment, she supposed it was because it was the first time she was going without while she was on the blob.

 

She got up from the loo and went straight into the shower to get herself clean and fresh and ready for action.

As she intimately washed herself, she was thinking about how nice it was going to be when she initiated the sex and was looking forward to skewering herself on him.

 

When Oliver woke up Pandora was chewing and tonguing his ear as her fingers played along the length of his cock.

“What a lovely way to be woken up” he sighed

“Guess who’s period has finished?” she said and probed his ear some more

“And I woke up wet”

 

Pandora’s delicious body was laying half on and half off him and while she tugged on him, he reached down between them and fingered

her hot pussy with two fingers, and she moaned deliciously as he frigged her and barked like a seal as she came and then responded by kissing him urgently, her tongue darting energetically in and out of his mouth.

Then taking her by surprise he rolled her onto her back, and she looked up at him wickedly as she spread her legs wide, indicating her juicy quim was ready to receive him.

She sucked in air through her teeth as he penetrated her, and Pandora’s slender legs instantly wrapped around him.

“Ahhh” she exclaimed when he was all the way inside her.

Pandy wriggled like a fish on the riverbank as he repeatedly skewered her tight juicy fanny and it was wetting his balls more and more with every stroke and she loudly exclaimed three times in quick succession making the same delicious sound, like a mother panting through a contraction, followed by a more expressive one.

He knew he couldn’t hold off much longer as he pumped her pussy and he was very close to that ecstatic moment of conclusion,

Pandora’s next big orgasm would be the finale for them both.

He had a great rhythm going and her slender legs were still gripping him hard and as the strokes shortened, her pattern of breathing changed and her exclamations became soft rhythmic pants, until they reached that perfect point of climax, both coming together, and she screamed at the top of her lungs as he emptied his sac into her hot grateful pussy.

“Ahhhhhh”

When he pulled out of her quivering quim, she let out a long soft sigh of satisfaction and he said.

“What a lovely start to the day”