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 or so that followed they had numerous repeated such snippets but Clarissa
was away in Barcelona with her family for her birthday treat and since he saw
her last he hadn’t been able to get her out of his mind, especially her oral
performance on him the day before she left, which had left him incredibly
horny, Which was problematic because his usual cuddlesome peasants were not available,
Sharon the Gardener now had an apprentice so opportunities to pounce on her
ranged from limited to non-existent.
RSPCA Tracy
Newton was on holiday in the West Indies, Dawn the barmaid was back in
Abbottsford with her husband and
Newsagent Karen was only on the menu once a month and that time had come and
gone until the following month, so he was having to satisfy himself, and he
hadn’t masturbated as much since he was a teenager.
But when he
wasn’t knocking one out he jumped every woman with a pulse who came within
striking distance, as he had discovered that although it was still the sight of
a mature cuddlesome peasant wench that got his pulses racing, it could be any
age or body shape that pulled his trigger.
So Alex had
broadened his horizons to include his skinny cleaner Gloria Samson and at 9
o’clock the previous day she had walked into his dining room wearing nothing
but a tabard, and after he had speared her, and had her laying spread-eagled
and spent on the mahogany dining table she said she had been instructed to do a
big clean on the St Claire home that afternoon.
After
feasting on Gloria at the breakfast table he retreated to his studio which was in the converted summer house
and he spent a disproportionate amount of time in it, but since Clarissa had
been away his time in there had not been very productive much of the time, but
after hearing Glorias News he didn’t bother trying to work at all and just sat
on the swing seat on the decking outside, under the shade of the large camellia,
because six days had passed, and he hadn’t seen her, so he was pondering the
whereabouts of the ginger nubile.
The reason
he chose to be there not being productive and not in the house not working was
because from his position on the swing seat he could see through a large hole
in the neighbours fence, most of the patio area and the French doors, and more
importantly any signs of life, which of course were non-existent, apart from
the occasional glimpses of Gloria as she went about her work.
He sat on
the swing seat most of the day, apart from the occasional sortie back to the
house for food and drink, but when it got to the early evening and he couldn’t
even see Gloria any more he decided to call it a day.
The reason
he hadn’t seen any more of Gloria from his vantage place was because she was
sitting in the house waiting for a supper time fuck, and Alex duly obliged.
On the next
day there was no erotic breakfast with Gloria, or anyone else for that matter,
just a hand job in the shower, a slice of toast and then back to his swing
seat.
He was sure
he would see her that day so he had a close shave and paid more attention than
usual to his grooming, and he was right to do so, because as soon as his bum
hit the swing seat and he looked through the large hole in the neighbours fence
he could see activity on the patio and the French doors were wide open, and
there were signs of life, and he could
hear some indistinct chattering.
Over the
next hour as he continued to watch, several people had emerged from the house
and either sat on the patio or just milled around but none of them were
Clarissa, and then suddenly he saw something out the corner of his eye and when
he turned to look he saw her emerge from the side of his house wearing a lovely
floral summer dress and his heart soared.
Alex
thought to himself that It was amazing how quickly she had gone from an
unwelcome intruder on his hospitality to filling his every waking thought, at
least when he wasn’t shagging some other strumpet, and he hadn’t even bedded her
yet.
Clarissa wasn’t
even his normal fare and ticked none of his boxes sexual attraction wise, but
still he couldn’t wait to see her and he thought maybe there was more than sex
about her, but then he lost his train of thought before he reached a conclusion
as he noticed she was braless as she approached him in her summer dress.
Alex
noticed she was braless as she approached him in her summer dress.
“Hello” she
said when she was within ten feet of him
“Hello
honey”
“Did you
miss me?” she asked, although she already knew the answer because she had spied
the swelling in his shorts
“Everyday”
he answered truthfully and she nodded her approval of his answer and slowly
moved closer and as she walked towards him she began unbuttoning the front of
her dress and he could see as each button yielded to her finger that his
assertion that she was braless, was correct.
When she
reached the deck and bent down to kiss him he could see right down to her
ginger bush.
“Where are
your knickers?” he asked, between kisses, and her white flesh flushed pink
before his eyes
“In my
bedroom” she replied “they were wet, very very wet”
As they
kissed her intoxicating perfume enveloped him and then Clarissa straightened up
and slowly wriggled her shoulders free of her dress until she was naked to the
waist, before she inched forward so Alex could kiss her fleshy breasts and then
offered up each nipple to his mouth in turn so he could suck on them as she ran
her fingers through his hair.
She was
breathing steadily as his hands went under her dress and moved slowly up her
outer thighs until they reached her ample buttocks where he kneaded her
delicious cheeks, and she withdrew her baubles beyond the reach of his lips and
once again she bent down to kiss him, though this time it was more of a sloppy
and passionate type of kiss as Clarissa’s knees started to wobble and for the
first time since she arrived Clarissa seemed to have lost her focus and was
unsure of her next move.
Luckily, he
had been thinking about what he would do when he next got to grips with her, so
he brought the sloppy kiss to an abrupt end and said
“Lay down
across my lap honey”
He was sat
in the middle of the swing seat and to his left were a pile of cushions, so she
climbed on his lap and tried to resume the kissing.
“No honey
face down”
“Oh ok” she
said, a little unsure of his intent, but enthusiastically launched herself
across his knee regardless and ended with her head on the pile of pillows.
Alex then
lifted the skirts of the dress to expose her wondrous buttocks and caressed the
soft flesh of her cheeks before his fingers homed in on her pussy, and he found
she was deliciously moist to his touch and he said
“Look
through the shrubbery Honey, and tell be what you see”
So she
lifted her head to look and a moment later she gasped and simultaneously her
buttocks clenched and her thighs clamped shut, denying him access to the source
of her heat, then she turned and looked over her shoulder with a horrified look
on her face.
“We can’t
do it here”
“It’ll be
alright darling” he reassured her
“But what
if I cum?” she asked will alarm and rolled onto her side, exposing her ripe
hanging fruit.
“Oh you
will definitely cum honey” he promised her
“But what
if they hear me?” she said “They mustn’t hear me cum”
“That’s
what the pillows are for” he reassured her
“oh, ok”
she exclaimed and rolled back on to her front
“But you
can’t just bury you face in them, you have to keep watching your family while
I’m fingering you” he insisted
“I can’t”
she begged
“That’s a
condition, you stop looking and I stop touching”
“OK I
understand,” she said “I don’t want you to stop, so I’ll watch them”
The houses
in that part of the village were large and detached with generous garden and
the distance between Clarissa’s position on Alex’s lap and the nearest member
of the St Claire family was roughly 40 yards away, now Alex had plenty of
personal experience of hearing Clarissa orgasm, so he knew full well just how
loud she was but the truth of the matter was she wasn’t loud enough to be heard
40 yards away above the sound of the family chatter and wind rustling the
leaves in the trees, but she hadn’t appreciated that.
However the
unclenching of her buttocks and the unclamping of her thighs showed she had
relaxed sufficiently for him to regain access to her and when he returned to
the seat of her previous moistness he found her creamily wet and she let out a
little gasp as his finger went in her, but no one heard it; it was still far
too noisy in St Claire’s garden.
Over the
weeks since he became a regular visitor to the contents of her underwear he had
got her very wet but he’d never got her so wet so quickly, clearly the perceived danger was really exciting her, and
he planned to take full advantage of the situation.
Alex watched
her lying across him, with her firm buttocks exposed, as his fingers probed at
her juicy minge and his skilful digits rubbed and worked on her and Clarissa’s
cunny responded with liquid acquiescence.
She had
adopted the sniper position as she braced her straight left leg against the arm
rest while her right leg was crooked and her foot was on the floor, the result
of this was to open her up for further ministrations so he pushed two finger
into her juiciness.
He was
positioned in such a way that he could fiddle with her fanny with his right
hand and caress one of her plump breasts with his left and there was a very
stimulating audible squelching from her pussy where he was frigging it with two
fingers and his double digit ministrations were eliciting some wonderfully
pleasurable moans from her and he looked down at her wriggling squirming form
as he played her like an instrument, rather like Rick Wakeman at his keyboards.
It wasn’t long before he brought her to a satisfying climax, and as she
approached she grabbed the hand that was fondling her breast and clamped it
over her mouth and as she stared through the shrubbery and the hole in the
fence at her laughing chattering family, she came, hard.
After she
unclamped his hand from her mouth, she gasped out “oh wow, that was so, so…….”
Clarissa
couldn’t articulate further and just collapsed onto the pillows but she wanted
to say deliciously dirty, and Alex looked at her and smiled as she remained
sprawled across his lap, and he knew in that moment that it was no longer just
about the sex for him.
He had one
hand lightly caressing one of her magnificent cheeks and the other stroked the
perfect unblemished skin on her naked back as he sat there in the dappled shade
of the camellia on that pleasant summer morning listening to the sound of the
light breeze in the trees, a chorus of birdsong, a murmuring virgin and the
whisper of her fanny farts.
More than
half an hour passed with them in that comfortable intimate position until Alex
thought it was time to move.
“Ok sexy”
he said “Time for a quick cuddle”
Clarissa let
out a long breathy sigh and a stretch before she climbed on his lap and wrapped
her arms tightly around him and immediately buried her face in his neck
“Why does
it have to be a quick cuddle?” she asked and she let out a rather smug
self-satisfied sigh as she cuddled him
“Because
it’s time to go” he replied, and she sat up with a look of alarm on her face
“Why do I
have to go, I don’t want to go yet, please Alex don’t make me go” she pleaded
and he thought she looked like she was about to burst into tears
“It’s time
to go inside, where we can be more private” he said and her expression changed
to a delightful beaming smile and then she kissed him with an intense passion.
When their
lips parted, she asked
“Does that
mean, that its today?”
She was
referring to the final objective that all of their sexual interludes were
slowly leading, namely losing her virginity
“No,
sweetheart” he replied and kissed her disappointed lips
“Today I
have other plans for you Miss St Claire”
“When will
it be though?” she asked, “Will it be soon?”
“Is
tomorrow soon enough?” he said and expected her response to be one of
excitement but she sat bolt upright wearing the look of alarm again.
“I can’t do
it tomorrow” she said disappointedly
“Its
presentation day at Carrington Chase tomorrow”
Carrington
Chase School for Girls was Downshire’s version of Roedean, although those in
Downshire it was the other way around. “Then I’ll have to wait until the day
after” he said, and a look of delight spread across
“So, you
really do want me?” she said “it’s not just to please me”
“Well I
want to please you, but I want you more than I’ve wanted anyone in my life”
“Me too”
she said and kissed him again, longer and more passionate this time and he was
responding in kind until about five minutes later she climbed of him and
announced
“Miss St
Claire is ready for you to execute your plans”
“Ok” he
acquiesced “but don’t you think you should put your beautiful titties away first”
Although
the scene of the dirty interlude was very secluded the large lawn was visible
to both of his neighbours, so she could have been seen if she were topless, and
while it was true that Alex had performed highly in dealing with her shyness,
she was not ready to expose her lovely tits to all and sundry, and Alex for one
hoped that would remain the case indefinitely.
“Oh yes”
she said and giggled as she was smuggling her tits back into her summer dress,
and when she was redressed, she added
“Come on
then if you want to get them out again”
And then
ran laughing down the lawn towards the house, but when she reached the patio
she turned to face him, and lifted the front of her dress and flashed him a
lingering view of her ginger bush.
When he
reached the house, he walked through the French doors and immediately spotted
her discarded dress in the middle of the room, but she was nowhere to be seen,
at first anyway, then he noticed some movement out the corner of his eye, and
when he looked down he could see her painted toenails sticking out from under
the curtain.
So he moved
quietly to the drape, and then he guesstimated the location of her tit and
struck accordingly, and she gave a little yelp of surprise, but she didn’t
struggle as he fondled her breast through the fabric, then as her aroused
nipple protruded through the material, her face appeared and then a prolonged
kiss followed, after which Clarissa said
“So what
depravity are you going to subject an innocent young virgin to this time?”
“We’re
going to have a bath” he replied and headed towards the door
“A bath?”
she said with surprise as she emerged from behind the curtain and followed him,
pausing long enough to pick up her dress from the middle of the floor and her
handbag from the dining table. Alex was already upstairs in the master bedroom
en suite running the bath.
“Why are we
having a bath?” she asked as she stood in the doorway holding the dress in
front of her treasures
“I thought
when you said you had plans for me, they would be, you know, dirty plans”
“I see”
“It just
doesn’t sound very exciting” she said despondently as he poured a generous glug
of bubble bath into the rising water.
“I think
you have missed the point” Alex said as he began undressing, firstly removing
his polo, followed quickly by his shorts, and the moment his pants reached his
ankles he added
“The reason
for us sharing a bath is so we can relax and enjoy getting each other clean, so
that we can then enjoy getting each other dirty again”
And then
Alex stepped into the tub and immersed himself in the water
“Well that
sounds ok” She said and dropped her dress and handbag as she decided on soaking
in the bath with him.
“I’ve never
shared a bath before” Clarissa said as she stepped in and her round plump naked
buttocks were only inches from his face.
“I’m glad”
he said, unconsciously betraying his feelings
“So am I”
she agreed and lowered her cute arse into the water between his legs, then
loosely tied her hair up to keep it out of the water, and Alex kissed her neck
and she leant back against him as the hot water lapped up over her titties.
As they lay
stretched out in the bath together, and Clarissa was laying back against his
chest, her breasts were under the water, but her nipples kept breaking the
surface and he found it very sexy.
It was a
very relaxing bath, but his mind soon turned to thoughts of the sensual feast
beneath the water.
“Do you have to wear your uniform at the presentation
day?” he asked
“Oh no, it’s very casual”
“Do you still have yours though?”
“Oh yes its hanging in my wardrobe”
Clarissa replied
“Does it still fit you?”
“Yes” she replied suspiciously
“Good” he said “I want you to wear your
school uniform”
“You want me to wear my uniform?”
“Yes”
“When?” she asked
“When do you think?”
“You mean when we....?”
“No not then” Alex said “You know the rule”
“Yes, if I want to do it, I know I have to
be naked when you take my cherry”
“I want to undress you when you are dressed
in your expensive Carrington Chase uniform”
“You perve” Clarissa said and laughed
“Really? I’m a perve?” Alex said aghast
“You just let me finger you to climax, when your parents, siblings and
grandparents were only a few yards away”
“I know, My God that was so dirty... And so
deliciously good” she admitted and chuckled
“You were deliciously dirty” he said and
took hold of her hand
“Ok I’ll bring the uniform” she conceded
“No, you have to wear it to the house” he
insisted
“But I can’t just walk out the house
wearing my school uniform” she said suddenly “someone will notice, my parents
will notice, and what do I tell them when they ask why I’m dressed as a
schoolgirl”
“You could tell them it’s for your pervy
neighbour who is going to take your cherry” he said “or better still leave the
house before they get up”
“I’d need to leave the house at 7 o’clock”
she said despondently
“Good, the more time with you the better”
he said
“Oh ok” she said coyly and he kissed the
top of her head
“Will we do it more than once then?” she
asked with a quiver in her voice
“Will you sully me more than once?”
“Definitely”
“Oh goody” she exclaimed and giggled
“And you could stay the night if you
wanted” he suggested
“Really?”
“Yes and then I could sully you again
before breakfast” Alex mused
“Oooh that sounds lovely” she said
“And again, before lunch?” She added
hopefully
“Don’t you think that’s a bit greedy?”
“Well if you don’t ask, you don’t get” she
pointed out
“Anyway you don’t even know if you’re going
to like it or not yet, you might hate it the first time and not want to do it
again” Alex said
“I’ve enjoyed all the other dirty things
you’ve done to me” she said and blushed scarlet when she realised, she had said
it out loud
“I’m glad you liked it” he said and kissed
her neck “I certainly did”
“I felt that” she said suddenly
“Felt what?” he asked
“I can feel your “thing” poking me”
“My thing?” he said indignantly “What
thing?”
“Your cock then” she said and it poked her
again, he thought there was something incredibly sexy when a posh girl said
“cock”
“Are you complaining” he asked “After all
its only reacting because you’re so sexy”
“Not for a second” she said and smiled, but
then she shivered as the water was getting cold
“Time to get out honey”
“Ok” she
said and she stood up and he watched the water running over her glorious
contours then he leant forward and kissed her buttock and she giggled.
Alex stood
up behind her and as he leant forward to kissed her, he noticed her aroused
nipples and his cock prodded her again and she giggled.
After
kissing her he wrapped a bath sheet around her, and she got out the bath first
and she turned and stared at his erect cock as he followed and she handed him a
towel and they began drying each other.
“Now I’m
all clean so you could get me dirty again” she said and kissed him as he was
sitting on the edge of the bath drying her legs and his hand was between her
legs and getting ever nearer her crack and he expected she was creamed wet
already.
“All in
good time honey” he replied although he was equally impatient as the sex with
her was extra special and that was because of the new found “feelings” he had
for her, and there was enhanced anticipation and satisfaction due to the
romantic element.
At first,
he thought that part of the attraction was the naughtiness factor, the sneaking
around, the guilty pleasure, but it was more than that.
“I think
I’m dry now” she said and stepped back
“I don’t
think you are” Alex said, and she was giggling as she went into the bedroom
Alex
remained in the bathroom and dried himself off and he watched Clarissa’s
reflection in the mirror, as she sat on the bed applying her perfume to her
thighs.
“Delicious”
he said and finished drying himself, cleaned his teeth and applied his own
fragrances in the form of cologne, then he joined her in the bedroom and found
Clarissa laying on the bed all dry and perfumed, with the bath sheet loosely
tucked above her breasts and
tantalizingly open below the waist to reveal subtle hints of the delights
beneath, and she was perfectly placed for what he had in mind for her freshy
laundered body.
“I’m…” he
started to say but she put a finger up to her luscious lips gesturing him to
silence and he noticed she was on the phone.
From the
content of the conversation he deduced it to be her best friend Mira, a fellow
Carrington Chase girl, who he hadn’t met, but by what Clarissa had said she was
a bit of a bookish plain Jane type.
Clarissa
was discussing the next day’s Presentation Day timings, outfits, meeting places
etcetera, Alex didn’t really take it all in as he walked around the bed
examining her from every angle before
climbing on the bed next to her, so they were topped and tailed on the
bed as he had already decided his next course of action.
By the time
he arrived alongside her, the conversational topic had moved on to chatting
about other friends and individuals they wanted to avoid.
Laying on
his side propped up on one elbow in the Roman style he began stroking her silky
smooth leg with his spare hand and she trembled as he leant forward and kissed
the fragrant skin around her knee and his cock was bulging beneath his towel.
His lips
progressed along her thigh and her voice faltered as he breathed in the fresh
scent of perfume on her skin, and she began to lose her train of thought as his
lips kissed further and again her voice faltered, then her hand progressed slowly inside the folds of his
towel and was purposefully fondling his cock.
Her
conversation continued in the same vein, with her voice in a faltering tone and
her sentences becoming disjointed and repetitive as her towel fell open at the
waist exposing the length of her thigh up to her hip, so he wasted no time in
closing the distance and as his lips kissed her hip bone he could detect the
faintest fragrance of coconut and for the first time her contribution to the
conversation became virtually nonexistent and she began roughly stroking his
shaft.
“I have to
go Mira,” she said as his nose divined the source of the scent of the coconut
bubble bath infused upon her pubic hairs and her thighs parted.
Her skin
smelled of channel, her pubic hair of coconut and her pussy of lust.
“I’ll call
you later…” she continued as his towel fell open and Clarissa dropped the phone
and tightened her grip on his shaft and began gently tugging harder on his
cock.
“Something’s
come up” she said to herself
She let out
a gasp and released a long soft moaning sigh as his tongue parted her lips
before her mouth engulfed his purple bell end and then without disengaging her mouth from his
swollen member and in one fluid motion she rolled on top of him and presented
her hot pink pussy to him in all its glory and he relished the consumption of
the savory flesh and as he nibbled and sucked her labia.
Clarissa
paused her oral ministrations but only to let out a moan and a gasp while her
pussy let out a whispering fanny fart, then she brought him to the brink of
tipping his barrow but she trembled and shuddered, and his imminent conclusion
abated, and she brought him to the edge of the sublime abyss twice more as she
moaned and juddered above him, before Clarissa took a pause for air ahead of her mouth engulfing his saliva soaked cock
and her mouth sealed tight around his throbbing cock and snorting hard through
her nose, her mouth was rhythmically wanking his cock, while he lapped at her
bountiful cunny juice from her fragrant farting fanny.
Alex was so
close and although she was inexperienced Clarissa could sense it and she was
going at him like fury, and was not going to disappoint him
So close,
so close
“Oh
Clarissa” he exclaimed, and his buttocks clenched tight as she went at him and
he was closer and closer
“Clarissa
darling” he called and then her mouth closed tight around his cock again and he
shot and her eager lips sucked him dry, and for the second time in little over
a week she came on his face and he came in her mouth.
“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.
They lay in
that horny position panting like beasts for almost ten minutes when he kissed
her labia gently and she kissed his knob before she rolled sideways beside him
on the bed.
They slept
in each other’s arms for most of the afternoon and were ravenously hungry so
they ate a very late lunch rather decadently in dressing gowns and to be
perfectly honest they were both looking forward to spending the evening in a
similar dirty vein to the morning, and they were not disappointed as in the
comfort of his lounge on the ample sofa they made each other come again.
So with
their hopes fulfilled he walked the knickerless, braless, multiply orgasmed,
ginger Goddess, Clarissa St Claire to her door and kissed her goodnight in the
darkness.
