Choice Tales from the Vale – (607) The Royal Feasting

 

An important part of the marriage rites in Princess Madalina’s royal family that the act of consummation on the wedding night be witnessed by a member of the royal household, in this instance it was Madalina’s personal bodyguard, Christina Abram, and she looked on as Prince Jos held his brides quivering young body in his arms, after she had just experienced her first real orgasm, as she was panting rhythmically, and was silently enjoying the aftereffects of his attentions.

“Did you enjoy that?” he asked and kissed her shoulder

“Oh yes”

“I think Christina enjoyed it almost as much as you did” he said, “Really, how do you know?”

“Because she came when you did” he replied and both girls gasped

“So, she’s been joining in?” Madalina asked

“Yes, she has” he replied and then after watching Christina fidgeting uncomfortably on the chair, he whispered

“Would you like her to join in some more?”

Madalina turned to look at him wide eyed and open mouthed and then remembering her promise to him she nodded.

“Ok sit on the edge of the bed”

She nodded again and unfolded her legs, so she perched on the side of bed, and he sat beside her with his hand on her thigh.

“Stand up Christina” Madalina commanded and she stood up

“Now come here”

“I’m so sorry Princess” she said “I couldn’t hel…”

Madalina silenced her with a wave of her hand and said.

“Now undress”

“Princess?”

“Undress” Madalina commanded.

Christina resigned herself to being humiliated and began by kicking off her shoes, then she shrugged off her jacket before untying her tie and shedding her shoulder holster, which she placed carefully on the floor.

Christina hesitated and Madalina said “Shirt.”

She squirmed as Christina slowly unbuttoned her shirt and when it was off it revealed a rather unflattering sports bra affair, Madalina was rather enjoying the power she was exerting

“Now the trousers”

With her trousers off the Prince and Princess got a good look at the Bodyguards physique, she was taller than Madalina, delicately limbed, lithe and lissom with a sleek slender frame, with a tiny waist and narrow hips, dainty hands and feet, small like those of a child, the latter encased in black ankle socks, then she had the white sports bra and high waist navy blue knickers.

“Now take that abomination off” she said in disgust pointing at the bra, which Christinia quickly dispensed with revealing a very fine pair of tits.

“Better” she said in a tremulous voice “Now your knickers”

Christina pushed them off her hips and bent forward as she slid them down her thighs.

“She’s looking at my kitty” she whispered to Jos.

He looked at Christina and she definitely had her eyes on Madalina’s honey pot.

She self-consciously put her hands down to cover herself

“Don’t cover it up” he said, “open your legs wider, show her a little more.”

Reluctantly Madalina obliged and Christina sighed.

“She likes what she sees” Jos said to her “I think it’s making her very wet.”

“It’s making me wet” Madalina said as she spread her legs wider still.

Christina stood up and was naked but for her socks and she made no effort to cover her tits of her bush, she just stood there awaiting her next order.

The Prince and Princess were both staring at her bush, Madalina’s was neat and manicured, but Christina’s was wild and unruly.

“It’s Magnificent” She exclaimed.

“Her whiskers are damp” he observed “Give me your knickers.”

Christina stooped down and scooped them up and handed them to the Prince and he examined them.

“They’re wet” he said and passed them to the Princess who felt the crotch and said, “They’re very wet, she must have really enjoyed watching us.”

“I think she really enjoyed watching you” Jos corrected her.

“What!” she exclaimed and looked at Christinas face and she blushed.

“Kneel down here” Jos commanded so she was head height with the Royal cooch.

“I’m not a lesbian” Madalina said in alarm and looked at him

“Remember your promise” he said

“But…”

“You should try everything” he said and she nodded

Then she turned to Christina and said

“I didn’t know you were a lesbian”

“I don’t know if I am” she replied “I’m as innocent as you, I just know I’ve always wanted to”

“With me?”

“Yes”

“So, all the times you washed my back in the bath, wrapped towels around me when I stepped out of the shower, watched me try on new clothes, new underwear, you were ogling me?”

“Yes Princess” Christina replied “Sorry Princess”

“That’s really hot” Madalina said and blushed and Christina smiled in a way which she hadn’t often seen her do.

“But before you touch my kitty, I have conditions.”

“Anything Princess”

“Take off those horrible socks, let your hair down and put your shoulder holster on, you always look sexy carrying a gun.”

With her socks discarded and her shoulder holster hanging either side of her breasts she sat back on her haunches, she unpinned her hair and let it tumble down onto her shoulders before shaking her head so her rich soft ginger curls framed her smiling face.

Christina leant forward on her knees and put a hand on each of Madalina’s trembling knees before stroking up the inside of her thighs in the same way she had done a thousand times before in her fantasies, and then she began kissing her way up her soft white inner thigh and as the bodyguard proceeded upward along the Princess’s thigh she could smell Madalina’s pungent heady fragrance the Prince lay his new bride gently on the bed, and he looked down on her with eyes closed, biting her lip as she opened up wide as Christina buried her face in the moist Royal cooch, and he stroked her ginger head while she feasted on his wife’s prized delicacy.

Prince Jos watched on as Christina satisfied her Princess, an revelled in her extraordinary exclamation and after her own animal appetite had been slated she raised her head from her task and began kissing her way up Madalina’s body, the Princess’s primeval fragrance all around her mouth, Madalina lifted herself  off the bed to meet her, wrapped her arms around her neck so they could kiss despite Christinas face still being wet with her pungent juices, both responded urgently to the kiss, their tongues darting energetically in and out of the others mouths.

 

When the kiss came to an end Prince Jos stroked his wife’s back and squeezed Christina’s fleshy cheek and said

“It’s time to change places, you have a ginger pussy to tongue”

“What? But I don’t know what to do”

“Nor did your bodyguard but she still made you cum” he retorted

Christina stood up and Madalina leant forward and caressed her  breasts and sucked on her proud teat while her fingers combed through the thick red bush and fingered her hot wet pussy and then she began to frig her fanny with two fingers and with Christina’s heightened state of arousal she moaned deliciously and she didn’t have to frig her for long until she exclaimed like a barking seal as she came.

Once she’d made Christina cum she jumped up and spun her round onto her back and dropped to her knees and pushed her thighs wide open and her head worked its way up her legs like a pig snuffling for truffles until to both girls satisfaction Madalina  found the juicy prize and feasted on the umami tang as Christina lay stretched out on the bed murmuring in approval with one hand grasping a handful of duvet and the other stroking the back of Madalina’s blonde head until she reached a noisy crescendo.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (606) The Royal Wedding Night

 

The wedding took place in the Lodge Chapel in front of a small select group of guests followed by a lavish wedding breakfast in the Lodge Hall and then on the wedding night Christina followed the bride and groom into the bedroom, moving gracefully like a cat, she was taller than her charge by a distance and was wearing her customary attire, black suit, white shirt, black tie and sensible shoes.

Her red hair was scraped back into a bun making her normally attractive face look severe, and she held her head high with assurance and confidence then she locked the door behind her and sat on an armchair facing the bed.

 

The lights were dimmed and Madalina stood with her back to Jos and was facing Christina, who was in partial shadow and then Jos stepped up behind her and unzipped the back of her wedding dress, and she sighed partly out of nervous but also expectation.

Once he had her dress opened to her tiny waist, he slipped his hands inside and she let out a long steady exhale of breath as his hands reached their targets and gently caressed her beautiful little breasts and played with her hardening nipples.

While his hands were busy Madalina slipped her arms through the dresses sleeves and let it fall from her petite frame and it settled momentarily about her waist, but with a delicious wiggle of her narrow hips it fell in an untidy heap around her ankles.

Jos kissed her neck while his hands left her beautiful breasts as she stepped out of the remnants of her attire and kicked the white silk bundle aside with one stiletto shoed foot leaving her dressed in white stockings, suspenders and white silk knickers.

Jos slipped his thumbs inside the waistband of her panties and pulled them off her pert buttocks and they slid quickly down to her ankles and Christina squirmed in her seat as Madalina stepped out of her knickers.

“Kick your shoes off” he said and when she had complied, he took her hand and said

“Get on the bed”

So, she crawled into the middle of the bed, but he added

“Now kneel down on the edge of the bed facing Christina”

“But…”

“You promised remember” he pointed out

“Sorry” she responded forlornly

When she was in position, he knelt behind her and one hand settled over her perfect breast, and she gasped as he began to caress its pliant form while his other hand proceeded across her soft belly and her breathing became erratic with anticipation and intensified once his fingers were combing through her neat whiskers.

“Oh Jos” she exclaimed as his finger parted her moist lips and Christina squirmed in her seat again and her hands rested in her lap.     

Madalina’s breathing was shallow and rasping as he fondled her plump breast and fingered between her labia.

He looked at her bodyguard, eyes wide, as Madalina trembled and panted while his fingers probed at her juicy pussy and his skilful digits rubbed and worked on her and Madalina’s cunny responded with liquid acquiescence as his expert ministrations elicited some wonderfully pleasurable moans from her, and she was chewing her lip and within moments he brought her to a satisfying climax, and Christina suppressed an exclamation.

Jos held his bride tight against him, supporting her weight and felt her quivering young body in his arms, having just experienced her first real orgasm, she was panting rhythmically, and was silently enjoying the aftereffects of his attentions.

“Did you enjoy that?” he asked and kissed her shoulder

“Oh yes”

“I think Christina enjoyed it almost as much as you did” he said, “Really, how do you know?”

“Because she came when you did” he replied and both girls gasped

 

Choice Tales from the Vale – (605) The Royal Wedding

 

Princess Madalina Dascalu was a minor member of Romanian royalty and Prince Jos Van Der Akker was an even more minor Dutch Prince, who although minor in Royal circles but very major in terms of wealth, Princess Madalina had breeding and lineage, but her family were quite impoverished, so it was a perfect union of class and money.

Both were the youngest children of their respective families and unlikely to get anywhere near the lines of succession,

Neither the Prince or the Princess were keen on the marriage he was a thirty year old playboy and enjoying life to the full and she was an eighteen year old virgin, cloistered and insular and happy to remain so, but neither had any choice, the decision was taken and that was that, they hadn’t even met until the week of the wedding.

 

The wedding was to take place at the former British Royal families hunting lodge, in the foothills of the Pepperstock Hills National Park, to the North West of the village of Oakvale-On-Roe, which was built during the reign of George the first but after having not been used for almost 40 years it was sold shortly before Victoria took the throne. 

After passing through a number of owners and uses, it eventually ended up in the hands of the Jos Van Der Akker’s Great, Great Uncle, who did extensive renovations, including a chapel, renamed it Hanover Lodge and he lived there until he died.

In his will he left the lodge to Jos on the proviso that he took a suitable wife and settled down and if he didn’t agree he would be cut off financially, and living in Downshire was not an entirely unpleasant prospect.

Madalina’s motivation was also financial, but in a different way, her family would benefit greatly from the union, an as the poor relation of poor relation she had to agree, although she didn’t object to marriage per se as long as it wasn’t some revolting old man, and living in the lodge wouldn’t be any worse than where she had been living, and she had lived most of her life in England, but when she was married she would be living in luxury.

However, prior to meeting there was a great deal of bitterness on both sides, but when met they were immediately smitten.

Jos was thirty years old, tall, muscular and had flowing shoulder length hair and was incredibly good looking.

Whereas Madalina was a petite young blonde 18-year-old, standing 5ft tall, stunningly beautiful, gorgeous legs and tiny feet and from the moment of their first meeting they were never alone so they couldn’t talk candidly, apart from an hour in the gazebo in the grounds of the lodge.

“This is nice” she said nervously

“It won’t be like this after the wedding” he pointed out

“I’m a bit nervous about that” she said coyly

“Why?”

“Well, you’re a man of the world and I’m something of a blank page sexual experiences wise” Madalina said and blushed

“Well, everything will be fine, I will teach you everything when its just the two of us” he said reassuringly.

“Well, that’s another thing I’m nervous about, it won’t just be the two of us”

“I don’t understand” he said

It was an important part of the marriage rites in her family that the act of consummation be witnessed by a member of the household.

“Christina will be in the room with us” she said

 

Christina Abram was Madalina’s personal bodyguard and had been so for eight years and was dedicated to her and had protected her since she was 10 she had seen her through puberty, teenage insecurity into womanhood and along the way she had fallen in love with her, there was also a good deal of lust, resulting from seeing Madalina in various stages of undress over the last few years, and at 28 years of age she shared a trait with the Princess, she was also a virgin.

 

“In that case I have some conditions for our nuptials” Jos said

“Which are?” she asked nervously

“If we have an audience I want us to put on a show”

“But….”

“And you have to promise to do everything and anything I ask of you” he explained “And I will give you a wedding night you will never forget”

“Ok” Madalina agreed hesitatingly

“You must promise”

“I promise”

Choice Tales from the Vale – (604) The Bookish Girl (Part 4)

 

It was Wednesday morning and Chris was working from home so had made a slow start to the day and had just stepped out of the bathroom, having showered and shaved, and was wearing a towelling robe when there was a knock on the front door and when he opened it if was his new girlfriend Katherine Lewis, dressed as always in her usual apparel, knee length skirt, white blouse and tailored jacket, with her short brunette hair tied in a bun

“Hello” he said in surprise “I wasn’t expecting to see you this morning”

“I know,” she replied and gave him a kiss, but not a good morning kiss, this was a kiss of a different ilk.

“You woke up horny, didn’t you?” he said

“Not at all” she replied “I just wanted to see you”

 “You definitely woke up horny” he said

“Yes” she gasped “Very.”

“And you want me to help?”

“Yes, yes” she replied urgently.

“And how much do you want me to satisfy your…. urges” he asked.

“So very, very much” she replied through gritted teeth.

“Ok then, but you need to do everything I tell you to do ok?”

“Anything,” She snapped and was about to go upstairs.

“Not so fast” he said and stood her in front of the hall mirror and removed her tailored jacket and hung it on the banister post.

Chris stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her and Kathline slipped her arms over his and as she leant back into him, he kissed her neck.

He released his grip on her and began tugging her blouse from her waistband, then unbuttoned it slowly and deliberately and she was breathing deeply, and then he unhooked her bra so it hung loosely on her breasts and replaced the cups with his hands and squeezed her plump little titties and toyed with her erect nipples and he saw her reflection in the mirror and her eyes were closed and she was biting her lip.

Then he moved slowly onto his knees, and she visibly trembled as his hands went up her skirt and pulled her tights and knickers down over her slim hips, and they slipped down with great ease against her silky skin and her left then just below her knees.

He glanced down at her panties which bore a damp patch

“Pink knickers” he said “I like pink”

“You like all my knickers” she panted “Especially when you take them off me”

He stood up effortlessly and his hands settled on her narrow hips and then as he nuzzled her neck, he said

“Now lift up your skirt and tuck it in the waistband”

“No, I can’t” she said with alarm and her eyes were wide

“You’ll be able to see my noodle”

“I want to see your noodle” he said “and I want you to watch me finger your noodle”

Chris kissed the nape of her neck as she slowly complied and lifted up her skirt and tucked it in her waistband as instructed

“Look Katherine, look at your beautiful sexy body” he said and her reflection stared back at him

Then he settled his hand over her perfect plump right breast, and she gasped as he began to caress its pliant form while he caressed her breasts again and then he relinquished his hold on one of her lovely tits and his hand proceeded below her waistband and her breathing became erratic with anticipation and intensified once his fingers were combing through her lush whiskers.

“Oh Chris” she exclaimed as his finger parted her moist lips.     

Her breathing was shallow and rasping as he fondled her plump little tit with one hand and fingered between her labia with the other.

He looked at her reflection in the mirror, eyes closed, trembling and panting as his fingers probed at her juicy pussy and his skilful digits rubbed and worked on her and Katherine’s cunny responded with liquid acquiescence as his ministrations and he elicited some wonderfully pleasurable moans from her, and she was chewing her lip and within moments he brought her to a satisfying knee trembling climax, and she came, hard.

Chris held her tight against him, supporting her weight and watched her quivering young body in the mirror, having just experienced the orgasm she was seeking and observed her rhythmic panting, she didn’t speak because she was still enjoying the aftereffects.

 

She turned to look at him, and he kissed her mouth eagerly before he pushed her gently forward so she could kneel on the stairs.

He relinquished his hold on her lovely tittie with its stiff proud peak and moved his hands back to her hips and bent her over at the waist, so her forehead was resting on a higher step and she was like putty in his hands and totally compliant, he could have done anything he wanted to her, which he was about to do.

They had made love many times over the weeks since he popped her cherry, but they had always been in bed, this adventure was a deviation from their comfortable sexual relationship.

He stood behind her and teased her wet lips with the tip of his throbbing cock before thrusting firmly into her.

Kathrine gasped in pleasure as he thrust again, more deeply, her taught young body ebbing and flowing with the steady rhythm of his penetrations, until she came noisily and collapsed onto the stairs.

When he had finished with her, he withdrew from her juicy cunny and retied his robe as he watched her ravished body draped on the staircase.

She looked over her shoulder and smiled.
“No one else in the office will have started the day with a juicy morning fuck”

She said and laughed

“No one else in the office is going to share a long relaxing bath with her boss before being fucked before and after lunch” he retorted and slapped her bare buttock “Now get your sexy arse upstairs while I phone the repository and tell them you’re working with me all day, on a special project, which will likely take the rest of the week”

Choice Tales from the Vale – (603) The Bookish Girl (Part 3)

 

When she left he went straight upstairs for a shower and when she return to the house two hours later he was wearing clean shorts and pants and she was wearing a long flowing summer dress, and from what he could tell no bra, he could not however discern if she was wearing any other underwear, if she were not he would be disappointed as it meant he had severely misjudged her character, but he was sure she was classier than that.

“Beautiful” he exclaimed and walked towards her and kissed her in the middle of the kitchen, when it was over, Katherine took his hand and led him towards the hall

“Take me upstairs please?”

But without waiting for an answer she carried on towards the stairs, but he paused briefly on the bottom stair and asked.

“Are you sure? You do know what “going upstairs” actually means?”

“I hope it means you’re going to take my virginity” she said and carried on up the stairs pulling him behind her.

Once inside his bedroom her courage failed her and she stood stock still.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Now I’m here I don’t know what to do” she replied sadly.

“We don’t have to do anything” he responded, “We can do it another time, when you’re feeling more confident.”

“No” she retorted sharply and turned to face him “I want to do it now; I just don’t know what to do”?

He kissed her tenderly and said.

“Then let me show you” he suggested and she replied softly.

“Ok”

He gave her a final kiss and said.

“Go and stand facing the bed”

She said nothing and walked to the bed and stood facing it, so she had her back to him.

“Kick of your shoes” he said and she obliged, so he got close up behind her so he could feel her buttocks against his erection, and he gently covered her breasts with his hands, and confirmed his earlier suspicion that she was braless, and he caressed them through to fabric.

Chris crouched down and put his hands on her knees and pushed them up the back of her thighs until they reached her panties, which pleased him, then he tugged them gently down to her ankles, and he smiled when he noticed they were virginal white silk.

“Kick them away” he instructed and when she had complied, he ran his hands slowly back up her now trembling legs, bringing her skirts with them, and as he stood up behind her his hands settled on her buttocks and he kneaded them before his next instruction.

“Kneel on the bed honey” which she did while he maintained his hand holds on her cheeks “And lean forward”

So, she was knelt face down on the bed with her skinny bum in the air and her hot young pussy only inches away from his digits, but he spent a few moments more fondling her cheeks before proceeding.

The second his fingertip touched her pink petals she let out an appreciative moan, the first of many as his digits worked at her wet flesh and when he gently penetrated her with two fingers her moans became coarser.

Her taught young body ebbed and flowed with the steady rhythm of his two fingered penetrations, until she came noisily and collapsed onto the bed.

Having wiped his moist fingers on his shirt it was time for phase two

“Back up on your knees sexy girl”

She immediately complied then sat back on her haunches and after unzipping the back of her dress he pulled it off over her head and threw it aside on top of her virginal white panties and then she glanced over her shoulder with innocent eyes and smiled weakly.

He returned Katherine’s smile and as he held her trembling body he leant forward and kissed her inviting lips.

“Now, get into bed sweetheart” he said which she did without hesitation, and wriggled beneath the duvet and waited until he had undressed and joined her and cuddled up to her silky young form.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked and her response was to kiss him and dart her tongue into his mouth and grip his cock and stroked it vigorously, Katherine had seen it when she watched him undress and having never seen one, so she couldn’t wait to hold it.

As passion intensified they continued their hot kiss as Chris rolled her onto her back and caressed her breast briefly then slid his hand slowly down across her belly, before combing briefly through the lushness of her bush before finding Kathrines moist recess, whereupon she instantly spread her skinny thighs in readiness so he eased himself between her thighs and looked at her sweet face wide-eyed and open mouthed as his bellend probed her wetness and she moaned softly, then he pushed his tip between her slippery lips and as his shaft followed and he was inside her, after briefly feeling the resistance of her hymen before her cherry popped and he had  deflowered her.

Katherine had moaned softly as he breached her and momentarily winced as her hymen broke but she moaned loudly as he penetrated deeply into her, withdrew and penetrated her again and she wrapped her skinny legs around him, her hands playing up and down his back, and with every thrust he gave her, she emitted a low rasping moan which built and built until she loudly came.

Katherine would have been happy if that was all there was for her sexual debut, having no benchmark to measure it against, but Chris had more for her, so he gave it in rhythmic measured lengths and her gorgeous pale skinned body writhed, squirmed and squealed beneath him, her head rolling from side to side until on her third orgasmic exclamation, they came in unison, and she gripped tightly onto him with arms and legs as he pulsed inside her and she was involuntarily letting out low whispered gasps with each pulsing twitch.

 

As they lay in each other’s arms beneath the duvet in the afterglow Katherine sighed herself to sleep and he soon followed, and when they awoke it was dark.

He woke first by a minute or so before she stirred from her slumber, kissed his chest and said.

“That was wonderful.”

“You were wonderful” he responded and kissed the top of her head.

“Are we going to do it again?” she asked as she kissed his chest

“Definitely” he replied “But not today”

“Oh, that’s disappointing” she retorted “Why not?”

“Because its nearly 10 o’clock”

“Oh God, its late” she exclaimed and was about to leap out of bed but then remembered she was naked

He sensed her quandary and got out of bed first and gathered up his clothes and as he was leaving the room he said

“Get dressed and I’ll see you downstairs”

 

Chris was in the kitchen when she reappeared looking even more beautiful than she had before he deflowered her     

“Beautiful” he exclaimed and walked towards her and kissed her then he put his fleece around her shoulders

“Come on I’ll walk you home”

“You’re going to walk me home?” she asked

“That’s what boyfriends do”

“Boyfriend?” she exclaimed in disbelief

“Don’t you want me to be your boyfriend?” he asked and she replied by throwing herself in his arms and kissing him.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (602) The Bookish Girl (Part 2)

 

All though they were both at the repository on Monday morning they had no chance to speak privately, and certainly no chance of a kiss as he was only there for an hour before he set off on a weeklong tour of various Thorn Publishing offices, for a series of meetings and presentations.

 

He spent Friday and Saturday night at the Abbottsford Regents Hotel because Saturday afternoon was Abbottsford Town football Club last game of the season and as he didn’t get the chance to see the Knights   play very often any more he though it providential as in was in town, and after an early breakfast he had a leisurely drive home on Bank Holiday Sunday and pulled up on his drive just after 11.30.

 

After making himself a sandwich and pouring himself a beer he went in the lounge and turned on the TV, it was a warm day, so he opened the French doors but as the midday sun threw glare on the screen, he drew the curtains.

It was about an hour later when he was halfway through watching the Hobbit that he heard Katherine call softly

“Hello!” and then she stepped through the curtains wearing a loose-fitting pair of blue shorts, a scoop necked top of a paler shade of blue than her shorts and more sensible footwear in the form of sandals.

“Is it alright to come in?”

“Oh hello” he said “Of course, come in and sit down”

Katherine closed the curtains and sat on the first chair she came to

“What are you doing over there?” he teased “I thought you would be eager to carry on from where we left off”

She blushed crimson as she got up and walked slowly over to him and was about to sit on the sofa next to him, but he took her hand and guided her to sit on his lap

“Now that’s better.”

“Much” she exclaimed and put her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth, a hot liquid kiss, passionate yet more measured than her debut kisses a week earlier.

 

Because she was a tall girl, her head was above his, and she was kissing down into his mouth, her tongue like a striking serpent in and out of his mouth, her lips were locked limpet like, nostrils flared and snorting in air.

As they embraced his hand went inside her top and one handed deftly unhooked her bra allowing the lacy cups to fall away from her breasts.

She stopped the kiss, looked at him and smiled before returning her attention to his lips, which he took as acquiescence, so he cupped her pert breast, and Katherine drew in a sharp sighing breath through her nose as he fondled it.

After a few minutes his hand left her breast and as he unbuttoned her shorts, she wrapped her arms tightly around him and buried her face in his neck.

Her body stiffened as he gently tugged the zip down, inch by inch  then Chris’s hand progressed inside her shorts and his finger tips felt the lace of her panties and the cool sateen as his finger rubbed her gently through the fabric and she let out a little purr of pleasure before his hand slipped beneath the waistband of her panties to go where no hand but hers had been and she squirmed on his lap and murmured as his fingertips were combing through the coarse pubic hair and when his digits descended into to the abyss of her creaminess her appreciation was audible.

With her movement she had squirmed her shorts off her bottom and she was wriggling to make herself more comfortable.

Chris paused what he was doing and said 

“Slip them off”

“Oh ok” she replied and stood up and let them fall to the floor

“And your knickers” he added

“But… you’ll be able to see everything” she retorted pathetically

“It’s ok” he reassured her “The curtains are closed, and I’ll dim the lights”

“Oh, alright” she affirmed meekly and as soon as he’d dimmed the lights, he heard her push her knickers down her thighs and then when she had climbed back on his lap, she said

“They’re off”

He quickly resumed his fingering, and he enjoyed every delicious sound she made, every moan and murmur as he worked on her.

Katherines’ thighs closed on him at the point of climax, trapping his hand but his fingers were still between her lips, and he stroked her clit again and again and her thighs opened and closed on his hand and then she came again.

Katherine quickly adjusted her position on his lap and straddled him where she put her arms around his neck and kissed him.

“That was marvelous darling.”

“I’m glad you liked it” he said and kissed her before adding.

“Have you had enough or do you want some more.”

“I can have more?” she asked in amazement.

“Only if you want it” he replied.

“I want; I want” she squealed.

 

When she’d had some more, she was still straddling his lap, but she was completely naked in fact all she was wearing were beads of sweat, and she was sleeping comfortably and contentedly.

Although he was also contented after playing with her lovely body, he was not comfortable, because during her wriggling and squirming on his lap he did something he hadn’t done since he was a teenager, he screamed his pants.

 

When she woke up from her doze, she looked at her watch and went rigid.

“I have to go; I can’t be late for lunch.”

But when she went to move, she realized she was naked.

“Why have I got no clothes on?” she exclaimed “I had clothes on”

“You took them off” he pointed out

“I did”

“Yes” he said “you said you were hot, and I can’t argue with that assessment”

“Why didn’t I notice?” she asked

“You were too busy Cumming”

“I did cum quite a lot didn’t I” she giggled

“Indeed”

“Oh no I need to get up and I’m naked” she said and whispered the last word “You mustn’t see me naked”

“Don’t worry he said and reached behind him and grabbed the throw and put it around her shoulders

“Thank you” she said and kissed him and then wrapped the throw around her and crawled off him and after a minute she said

“I can’t find my clothes”

“Ok I’ll turn the lights up a bit”

“Not too much though” she pleaded.

When she had everything, she went into the darkness corner and began to redress.

“Urgh that’s unpleasant” she exclaimed “I’ll need to change them when I get home.”

“Wet pants?”

“Yes, and you got them wet” she said accusingly

“No, it was you that got them wet” he replied innocently

“But you made me wet” she corrected him and they both laughed

 

When she was fully dressed, he pulled back the curtain to let her out and they kissed tenderly

“Can I come back later?” she asked in a childlike voice

“Of course, you can” he said “but be prepared”

“For what?”

“Well, if you do comeback your underwear will likely get wet again and I doubt will not stay on you for long, wet or dry”

“Oh goodness”, she exclaimed “I’m definitely coming”

“Theres every possibility of that too”

“Oh, wow I’m getting tingly”

“You’d better go before your legs go wobbly”

“Yes” she agreed and kissed him

Choice Tales from the Vale – (601) The Bookish Girl (Part 1)

 

The village of Oakvale-On-Roe is in the north of the relatively small English county of Downshire, situated between the old market Town of Nettlebridge, and their more affluent neighbour, Roespring and Chris Thorn, head of Thorn publishing, lives in a Large Victorian house on Nettlefield road on the southern side of the village.  

He inherited the company after his father’s sudden death, and it had taken him five years to drag the business into the 21st century and to employ the right people to run the various divisions because he wanted to run things from arm’s length.

Of all the facilities and offices in the Thorn publishing family he decided on making the Nettlebridge Book repository as his base of operations and he bought “Red House” in Oakvale.

He loved books but he wasn’t interested in publishing per se which is why he carefully selected a team of key men and women to embrace the old and the new.

He was 25 when he took the reins and after five years of hard work, he was ready for him to focus on his personal life, and he had someone in his sights.

22-year-old Katherine Lewis had worked at the repository since she was 17 and was the youngest of the 25 employees by about 30 years.

She was taken on as a general dogsbody and as a result she had become a jack of all trades, and therefore indiscernible.

She was a shy, socially awkward bookish girl, who appeared to lack self-confidence, but was a bright intelligent girl, with no personal attachments as she was much more in tune with the romantic characters in the literature she read and she was an only child who still lived with her parents.

Outside of work she rarely went out, she certainly wasn’t a party girl and her sexual awakening didn’t hit her until her late teens and although there were times when she couldn’t stop abusing herself to deal with her urges there was no one in her social circle, such as it was, that measured up against the romantic heroes in her books, and even if there was someone she was clueless  .

She was not beautiful, though she was not unattractive to look at, but she wasn’t bubbly or outgoing and always wore a knee length skirt, white blouse and tailored jacket, she had her short brunette tied in a bun, Katherine was tall, slender with nice long legs, but was far from being well endowed in the bustline, and had a habit of peering over her half-moon specs.

However, when she first saw Chris Thorn, she was smitten, he was only at the repository on Monday and Tuesday and she really looked forward to seeing him, but she didn’t show any sign of it.

Chris also noticed her and was impressed by her quiet efficiency and thought there was something about her, but it was the former that made him give her a bit of a promotion, on the days he was there she was to act in part as his PA and as she also lived in Oakvale on the days he worked from home she would act as a courier for him between the repository and his house. 

Katherine had been ferrying books and documents to him for a few months, and he really liked her but he had no idea what he should do about it, he didn’t want to be unprofessional, he certainly didn’t want to abuse his position of authority and he definitely didn’t want to scare her into leaving, so he took the only course open to him, do nothing.

 

As it turned out fate took a hand on a sunny August Friday afternoon, when Katherine took the decision to wear heels in order to make the most of her legs, she normally wore flats because she was tall.

She changed her shoes in the car and then tottered up the path that led up the side of the house, but as she was unaccustomed to heels, she tripped and fell heavily as she stepped onto the patio where Chris was sitting.

“Owwww” she exclaimed

“Oh my god, are you alright” he said as he scrambled to help her up

“Stupid shoes” she cursed

“Are you ok?” he asked with concern as he got her to her feet

“Ow, it’s my knee” she winced “But I think it’s just a graze”

“Well come and sit down and I’ll have a look” he said gently

He sat her on a patio chair and then sat on the chair opposite and gave the leg a cursory glance, her tights were shredded but the wound looked like it was just a graze as she thought, but it would need a clean.

“I need to clean it and make sure there are no foreign bodies in their” he explained

“Firstly, I need to get to it, so you have a choice, I can either cut one leg off your tights, but it might look odd going home with one bare leg, or you can take your tights off”

“Tights off” she responded

“Ok, let’s get you inside, but first let’s take your shoes off” and lifted the undamaged leg up and removed her shoe 

“These are not your usual footwear”

 “I know” she said sheepishly “It’s a long story”

“Well, it might be better if you don’t put them back on today” he advised

“Ok, I’ve got flats in the car” Katherine said as he helped her stand and offered his arm to help her into the lounge.

“Ok give me your car keys and I’ll get your other shoes while you take your tights off”

“Ok thank you” she said meekly “I’m so embarrassed”

“Don’t be” he said and squeezed her hand

 

He retrieved the shoes from her car, got cotton wool, a towel, some warm water and a tube of antiseptic cream then knocked lightly on the lounge door

“Are you decent?”

“Yes” she responded and he walked in to find her sitting on the sofa, so he set the things down on the seat beside her.

“You really don’t need to do this I can easily go home and do it”

“Nonsense” he retorted and pulled up the pouffe and sat in front of her

“I won’t hear of it”

Adam lifted her right leg so it was resting on his lap and with his left hand supporting her knee he began cleaning the graze with a cotton wool ball and warm water and found himself absentmindedly caressing the back of her knee lightly with his fingers as he cleaned the wound, then as he dabbed her leg dry he wondered if he’d got her wet elsewhere.

“That looks ok, I can’t see anything that shouldn’t be there, so I’ll just put some antiseptic cream on”

“Oh ok” she replied quietly

“Now this might sting a little” he said, and she winced briefly as he rubbed the cream gently in while still caressing the back of her knee.

“How’s that” he asked

“Lovely” she replied wistfully

“Good” he said and smiled “Now would you like a drink”

“No, I’d better go; my mum will wonder where I’ve got to” she replied regretfully

“Another time then” he suggested

“Yes, I would like that” she replied gleefully as she stood up and then her leg almost gave way and he had to steady her.

“Are you ok?” he asked with concern

“My leg just went to sleep” she replied unconvincingly “I’m ok now, just a bit tingly”

 

Two days later Chris attended St Nicholas Church, and he caught sight of Katherine with her family, and he intended asking her about her leg but lost sight of her at the end of the service so it would have to wait until Monday at the repository.  

He decided to have Sunday lunch at the Ramblers before heading home for a relaxing afternoon.

 

Back at the house he had just finished making himself a coffee and was about to take it and his book out to the patio when Katherine appeared at the back door wearing a floral summer dress.

“Hello” he said with genuine warmth “Would you like a drink?”

“Tea please” she replied

He made her drink and then asked

“Do you want to sit inside or out?”

“Well, its spitting of rain” she replied

“Inside it is then” he said “you know the way”

Kathrine put her mug down on the coffee table, but before she sat down, he said

“How is the war wound?”

“It a bit sore, but the bruise is coming out” she replied

“Do you mind if I have a look?”

“Oh ok” she responded and he crouched down to take a look and she lifted the hem of her dress to oblige.

“It’s a very attractive colour scheme” he said and then put his hand behind her knee, and her leg went wobbly and she plopped down on the sofa.

“Are you ok?” he asked with concern and sat beside her 

“It just went tingly” 

“Oh, it went tingly again” he mused

“And what keeps making it tingly?”

“It’s not a what” she replied enigmatically “It's a who”

“What do you mean?”

“Your hand on my knee made me tingly” she said shyly

“Really?” he said, “Are you sure?”

“Yes”

“So, this makes you tingly?” he said as he slipped his hand under her knee and lightly caressed it

“Oh yes” she replied and stiffened

“So, is it just the back of your knee I wonder?” he said and stroked her whole knee

“Erm still tingly” she remarked and her hands gripped the upholstery  

So, his hand caressed slowly beneath her hem, with his fingers began to brush her inner thigh but before he could proceed further her thighs clamped together

“No, I can’t” she snapped

“I’m sorry I’ve gone too far” Chris said

“No, no you haven’t, I really want to, but I just can’t” she said coyly “It’s my time of the month”

“Well, that doesn’t mean we can’t have a kiss and a cuddle” he said

“You want to kiss me?”

“Of course, I do” he said, “But only if you wa….”

He never finished the sentence as she was kissing him rather enthusiastically, and they spent the following couple of hours on the sofa kissing between short conversations because Katherine was mainly interested in the kissing, being new to the sport.