Choice Tales from the Vale – (540) Nursing a Desire

 

Callum Priestley lived in the hamlet of Fallowacres, which was as near as damn it the centre point of the Vale, though only geographically.

Callum was a freelance Architect and had a well-equipped office at home and was able to be flexible with his working day.

So, when his grandfather was discharged from hospital and required somewhere to convalesce, he put himself forward.

He had been in hospital following a fall and just needed a little time to recuperate before he could go home.

The NHS trust had organised for him to stay in a nursing home, but he was having none of that.

“I’m not going to be fussed over by a bunch of frumpy nurses” he said.

Having made the decision that, he should stay at Callum’s house the rest of the family took it in turns to support him, to give him breaks so he can work, or run errands, or just to rest.  

 

Bright and early on Saturday morning the doorbell rang and when he opened the front door his cousin Bev Leach was standing on the step wearing her Nurses uniform.

It wasn’t the first time she had been to the house, but it was the first time the family had asked her to be there, .

“Hi Bev,” he said giving her an appraising look.

“Hi Cal” she replied, “and I don’t want any reference to “frumpy nurses”, or I’ll slap you”.

“Grumpy nurse more like” Callum said, “I think you need to work on your bedside manner”.

“My manner is exceptionally good at the bedside” she corrected him and gave him a kiss “as you very well know”.

Callum and Bev, apart from being cousins they were also fuck buddies.

After he had closed the door, she asked.

“Is he up?”

“He’s in the bath” he replied, “come and have some coffee”.

“How come you’re here so early?” he asked as they sat drinking their coffee.

“I’ve come straight from the hospital” she replied.

“In fact, do you mind if I hang around here for a bit, I’m on a split shift today and by the time I get home it’ll be time to head back again”.

“Sure, no problem” he replied.

As the morning went on Callum was beginning to regret his decision as Bev was excessively tactile, invading his personal space at every opportunity and she even kept rubbing up against him like an overly friendly puppy and she did everything to make her affections clear without actually shagging his leg.

Eventually he got fed up with her and when she followed him into the utility room he snapped.

“What is the matter with you Bev? Are you really on a split shift today or is just that you want me to split your whiskers?”

“I don’t have any whiskers” she replied all coy. “But…”

“But what?” he snapped again.

“I’m so horny” she confessed.

“Well, I can’t do anything about that at the moment” he said.

“But I’m really horny” she pleaded.

“Well, you need to go and deal with it,” he told her.

“I already did that, twice, and I’m still horny” Bev replied.

“Well go and try again,” he said.

“But it’s not MY finger that I need” she pleaded again.

Just at that moment the washing machine reached the spin cycle.

“Sit on that” he said and walked out.

 

He assumed she must have taken his advice, as he didn’t see her for about half an hour.

When she did reappear, he was sitting in the kitchen talking to Grandad and Bev boosted herself up, so she was sitting on the kitchen counter behind him, before going all “Basic Instinct” on him, sitting in his eye line “Sans Pants”, and making quite sure he knew it as she kept flashing her hairless minge at him while he was trying to talk to their Grandad.

The problem was that the thought of her wanking herself off really turned him on and ever since she told him that when she hadn’t been rubbing up against him, she was somewhere in the house rubbing her own pussy.

Callum had a semi brewing and the thought of Bev sitting on the washing machine vibrating her hairless pussy to a climax stirred him even more.

Bev was sitting flashing her freshly fingered flange at him, and he just wanted to fuck her there and then in fact he couldn’t have wanted to fuck her more even if she’d started to wank herself off with Grandad sitting there and then Bev’s busy fingers were in between her juicy hairless pussy lips.

He tried to keep eye contact with him when he spoke but obviously Callum’s eyes kept wandering from Grandads eyes to Bev’s sticky lips.

Thankfully before he exploded in his pants Grandad’s phone started ringing and he began to get up and Bev’s leg snapped shut like a bear trap or perhaps more appropriately a clamshell.

 

The three of them sat and had lunch together and all through lunchtime Callum was trying to figure out how he was going to get into Bev and after lunch while Bev was clearing away Callum helped Grandad upstairs and when he was safely settled down, he thought  Bev would be able to get the fucking she’d been begging for all day.

 

When he got downstairs, he walked into the kitchen and saw Cousin Bev sitting on the kitchen counter completely naked fingering her hairless pussy.

The nagging semi he had been nursing for hours stemming from his earlier thoughts of Bev’s self-abuse now turned into a major hard on.

Bev wasn’t fazed or embarrassed as he walked into the kitchen, nor did she stop what she was doing, it wasn’t the first time he’d caught her frigging herself over the years and it wouldn’t be the last.

“Well, well” he said as he quickly undressed, then he walked towards her and kissed her full on the mouth.

Bev was still fingering her wet crack and then with her free hand she reached out and grabbed his swollen cock.

“I thought you couldn’t take care of my horniness today?” she said mimicking him, between kisses.

“A window opened up” he replied, “and I see that you have too”.

“Shut up and fuck me” she purred and pulled his throbbing cock towards her moist pink pussy.

He hesitated, as he wanted to kneel before her shaven pussy and nosh on her juicy cunt, but after all her delicious sexy self-abuse she didn’t have time for that.

“I need your cock, now” she moaned so he let her plug his cock into her hot creamy cunny.

“Oh, that’s it,” she moaned and with her legs hooked behind his arse and her arms locked around his neck he fucked her hard, which was after all what she wanted, a good hard fucking, and he kept fucking her until she came to a shuddering climax, and he instantly followed and then she kissed him.

“God Callum I really needed that” she sighed.