Too Close for Comfort

I sat on the edge of the bed and she turned onto her back. She lifted one leg and stretched it across my lap. Quietly she said, "Just in case you've been thinking about it, I know this won't last forever and sooner or later you'll move on. I just want to enjoy you for as long as you're here. When my time is up I'll kiss you goodbye and say thank you."

I responded in a sober tone, "That sounds very premature Mrs Henderson. We have hardly begun to know each other so it was much too serious for only our second date. I was just developing a nice erection and now you've made it droop."

She replied apologetically, "I'm sorry and perhaps I shouldn't have said anything, but I just wanted to...."

I interrupted with, "Perhaps you should just get your knickers off."

She put both hands behind her head and replied defiantly, "If you want them off then you can take them off."

"Okay I will."

I lifted her dress and lowered my mouth to her panties. I gripped the flimsy material in my teeth and tugged. I didn't realise how difficult it would be and especially the area close to her pussy. After a failed attempt during which she asked me to leave her some pubic hair, I decided I was doing it the wrong way. Instead of starting at the lower part and pulling, I should have gone to the top and peeled them downwards.

I grasped the band of her panties in my teeth and by lifting her buttocks I eventually managed to drag them all the way down to her ankles.

She was giggling the whole time but finally I was looking at her naked pussy. She was quite aroused because it had opened like a moist flower. I said, "Show me how you play with your pussy."

She said coyly, "I've never thought I'd be showing anyone how I masturbate. Well sometimes I lie on my back and rub it here." She demonstrated by touching her clitoris. "And sometimes I lie on my stomach and do it backwards." She immediately flipped over and reached upwards between her legs to caress herself. "When I'm in the bath I often rub it with a bar of soap. How do you do it?"

"Just the standard way as described in the user's manual. I showed her with a few quick strokes. "I'm not familiar with any other method but I expect some exist."

She whispered, "Shall we do it together? It would be exciting if I watched you knowing that you are aroused by watching me."

My response was, "I would also enjoy that but there is a technical problem. You might be able to come two or three times in rapid succession but I need a period of recovery afterwards and the length of time varies. So if you want to be fucked properly, we'll have to do that first and I'll hold back my orgasm."

"Can you do that?"

I replied, "Well I imagine myself sitting in the dentist's chair with the drill hovering and that usually works."

She laughed with, "You think of everything. How shall we do it?"

"It's your call."

She was giggling with excitement. "Okay I'm in charge then." She peeled off her dress and said, "Let's start with the missionary position."

I got on my knees in readiness.

"No wait a minute I've changed my mind. I'll think I'll go on top."

I sat down again.

"No I was right the first time. We'll save the good ones for some other time."

This time I didn't move.

She lay on her back with raised legs held wide apart. After a few seconds, she lifted her head and peered at me through her open legs. "Come on then, I'm ready."

I said, "I'm waiting for you to change your mind again."

"No this is definitely the one....I think."

I flopped onto my back and gurgled with laughter. This was supposed to be a horny liaison but instead I was just enjoying her nonsense.

Eventually I got to my knees and crawled towards her. I looked down and my cock was at half-mast. I pointed to it and said, "See what you've done to me."

She looked at it with a serious expression. "Okay, bring it up here and I'll give it a blowdry."

"It's called a blow job."

"Whatever."

I crawled along straddle fashion until I was dangling it just above her face. She reached up and waggled it a couple of times. She took the glans between her lips but almost immediately removed it and said, "I've never done this before so don't get critical."

I clenched my teeth and growled, "Do you want to be fucked today or not?"

"Okay, keep your hair on."

Within a minute she had got the hang of it and it was obviously exciting her because she reached under me and was fondling her pussy. She had my cock throbbing in no time so I said, "Right, it's time to fuck."

I shuffled backwards to position myself in a strategic position and was about to insert my stiffened rod when she grabbed it. She whispered, "I want to put it in."

I was expecting her to insert it but instead she gripped and rubbed the end of it back and forth against her pussy. She was sopping with her secretions and it made an audibly wet sound. I heard her suck in her breath and then close her eyes. She said breathlessly, "I desperately want to push it right in but I'm teasing myself. When I do push it in I'll come quickly because I'm almost coming right now."

Eventually she moaned, "I can't take any more, I want all of it inside me." She pushed in my cock to its fullest extent and pleaded urgently, "Please fuck me now and as hard as you like."

I put my hand under her bottom and the other one behind her back and lifted her clean off the bed. I used her like a blow-up doll; ramming her onto my cock as hard as I could. Her face was into my neck and her hands were behind my back. Her whimpers became urgent cries as her orgasm started and her nails dug painfully into my flesh.

Although I was imagining myself in the dentist's chair and desperately trying not to come, I was losing the battle. Then I reached the point of no return and surrendered. My balls tightened and my seed erupted. I could hear myself growling while she emitted piercing shrieks as our orgasms clashed.

As my climax faded I tried to lower her onto the bed but all strength had left my body and I fell on top of her. For a while neither of us said anything until I whispered, "I'm afraid we'll have to forget about masturbation for a while. I tried to hold back but you made me come because you're such a horny bitch."

She was delighted. "Did I really? Am I a good fuck then?"

"You sure are Ma'am, a five-star fuck."

She kissed me on the cheek and said, "That's the nicest compliment I've ever had. Say some more nice things."

I thought for a moment and then said, "You are so sexy I don't know whether I'm coming or coming." She squealed with laughter and clapped her hands.

We lay side by side looking into each other's eyes until she asked wistfully, "Why are you only eighteen and a bit?"

There was no answer to that.

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At home and lying on my bed I tried to assess the situation. I said to myself, "Now listen Peter, you're a tall young not bad looking guy with a big cock and the chicks like you. You've shagged a few already and there are many more lined up and waiting. Why then are you looking forward to the next time you risk your life to spend an evening with a woman who is old enough to be your mother? Is it just the conquest? Do you want to brag about it to your mates? Or is there another reason?"

My questions remained answered and I waited for Sis to come home. When she entered my room she looked at me and said, "Jesus Bruv you're looking serious. What happened tonight?"

I answered, "Nothing happened, we just had sex."

"Why the long face then?"

I replied, "Sis, I think I'm cracking up. It's not just the sex, which incidentally is very good, I actually like being with her. If I said I would be happy to spend an evening in her company without any sex, would you believe me?"

She stared at me for a long time before she said, "Try it."

"Try what?"

"Try spending an evening in her company without sex. Take a pack of cards."

I thought about it for a few seconds and then said bravely, "All right I will because you don't think I can. I'll prove to you that it's not just her pussy that I enjoy. I'm seeing her on Monday and a pack of cards it will be."

***************************** Monday came and I tapped on her door. She was wearing a dress that was quite simple and wasn't showing too much breast. She had bare feet of course and stood on tiptoe to give me a light kiss on the mouth. She said, "Hi sexy man."

She started to climb the stairs and I walked into the living room and sat down. A few seconds later she appeared in the doorway with her hands on her hips. She said in a menacing voice, "You're doing this on purpose aren't you. If you think you're going to make them put me away, I saw that film too and the bad guy gets it in the end."

I produced the pack of cards and said sublimely, "I thought we'd play cards this evening instead of having sex."

She looked startled, and then in a worried tone, "Are you all right? It hasn't dropped off has it, or is it just the wrong time of the month?"

I replied, "Very funny. If you must know, this is a magnanimous gesture on my part to prove that I also enjoy just your company. And also to demonstrate that it isn't necessary for us to fornicate like disgusting wild animals in order to enjoy an evening together."

"But I want to fornicate like disgusting wild animals."

I said firmly, "Well you can't so sit down and behave yourself. Do you know how to play Poker?"

"Strip Poker?"

I said despairingly, "No just ordinary Poker. Don't you ever think about anything other than sex?"

She cupped her hand to her chin and furrowed her brow in deep thought. After a few seconds she replied, "No I don't think I do. At least not since I saw the size of your dick."

I ignored that and announced, "We'll play five card draw, open with anything." I dealt five cards to each of us and said, "This is the one where you can change them if you don't like them."

She gave them a brief glance and then handed them back to me with, "Don't like them."

I picked them up to see what she was discarding. I said, "You can't throw all of these away, you've got two aces."

"So?"

"You've got to like them."

She folded her arms and replied defiantly, "If I say I don't like them it's because I don't like them. And I'm certainly not going to like them without any panties on."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

She sighed and spoke carefully. "You said if I didn't like them I could change them. Well I didn't like them. Are you stupid or something?"

"But you mentioned something about panties."

She sighed again. "I was merely pointing out that one of the factors contributing to my either liking or not liking those particular five cards is because I am not wearing any panties. If it's all too technical for you, just say so and we'll watch TV."

I folded my arms on the table and put my head down on them. It was hopeless, she was completely bonkers. I started to giggle helplessly and I couldn't stop. She waited impassively.

Eventually I was able to control myself and looked up. "What do you want to do then?"

"I want to be fucked."

All my good intentions went out of the window. I picked up one of the straight backed chairs and set it down in the middle of the room. I stripped and sat down on it. My cock was flaccid so I said, "Come here and give this a blowdry."

She peeled off her dress and she was naked underneath. She came to me eagerly and knelt between my legs. When she began to suck and lick me, I reached down and fondled her breasts. She had prominent nipples and I rolled them gently in my fingers. Her hand was between her own legs and I could see from the movement of her fingers that she was caressing herself.

She was unable to get the entire length of my cock into her mouth but I hadn't yet met a female who could. Pretty soon she had it pulsating so I said, "Okay climb aboard."

She didn't need a second invitation and she was up on her feet quickly. As she straddled my lap, I said, "I'm not going to move so you'll have to do all the work."

She muttered, "Typical."

Despite standing on tiptoe she couldn't quite raise her pussy to where the top of my cock was, so I had to lower it slightly for her to insert it. She was staring straight into my eyes as she slowly sank onto it and gasped, "If I push it in any further I'll start gagging."

She put her hands on my shoulders and with her feet on the floor she began to raise and lower herself as if she was riding a merry-go-round. Occasionally she would twist slightly and, as it was a tight fit, the sensation was delicious. My arms were just hanging at my sides and I made no attempt to help her.

Soon her movements became more urgent and she gasped, "I'm going to come in a minute." As she got closer to her orgasm, she stood erect and her strokes became rapid and shorter.

Suddenly she cried out, "Yes." She had been frantically jerking up and down but as she climaxed she drove slowly downwards and then dragged up again. She was groaning harshly, and as the exquisite sensations racked her she repeated the slow pushes and pulls as if she was siphoning her pleasure from my body.

Finally it was over and her head drooped onto my chest. Her arms flopped to her sides and she became motionless. I had managed not to come but it had been a close call.

She was too exhausted to lift her head and in a muffled voice she asked, "Has anyone ever died in the middle of a fuck? Because I nearly did just then."

I put my arms around her and gently stroked her back. "Thousands I would imagine."

She gave a nudge with her pelvis and said, "You're still as hard as a rock. How do you manage it?"

"I didn't come."

Her head jerked upwards and she asked in a worried tone, "Didn't you enjoy it?"

"Oh you excited me all right but I thought you wanted to do the masturbation thing. So with great willpower, not to mention unselfishness, I managed to stop myself from coming."

She smiled and kissed my cheek and in a delighted tone said, "You're such a gentleman."

We cuddled for a few minutes until I announced, "Come on then, let's go upstairs."

When we were in the bedroom I said, "You had better get a towel." She handed me a bath towel and I spread it on the bed and then sat cross-legged with most of it in front of me. I instructed, "Okay, you sit opposite and open your legs so I can see what you're doing."

We were only about two feet apart and I warned, "You're too close. When my cock is as hard as this I squirt a long way."

Instead of moving back she moved closer and said, "I don't care, I'm in a sluttish mood."

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "It's up to you. Now close your eyes and think your favourite dirty thought; one that always makes you come."

She closed her eyes and began to stroke her pussy. I was slowly rubbing my cock and watching her closely. She continued gently for a while until she sucked in her breath and began to rub her clitoris faster. I enquired, "Tell what you are thinking about."

With her eyes closed she whispered, "I'm sitting in the window seat of an aeroplane and we're flying at night. There's a good looking man in the seat beside me.

I've been snoozing but suddenly I can feel his hand on my knee. I'm pretending to be asleep but he knows I'm really awake. Now he's pulling up my dress and he's sliding his hand between my legs. I'm scared but it's exciting so I'm not stopping him. He's putting his hand inside my panties and now he's gently fingering my pussy. He's taken out his cock and he's putting my hand on it. He wants me to masturbate him."

While she was talking I was gripping my cock tightly. Although her story was exciting me as well, I didn't want to come until she did.

She was breathless but still speaking softly. "I'm rubbing his cock up and down and he's stroking my clit faster. He's going to make me come soon."

Suddenly she opened her eyes and pleaded, "Please come with me." She began to rub her pussy furiously and was squeezing one of her nipples with the other hand. Then she gasped urgently, "I'm coming right now."

I had been holding back but now my strokes became faster. I could feel my balls tighten and I tensed in anticipation of a violent orgasm. I started to ejaculate and pulses of semen curved in an arc to plash against her stomach.

As the first spurt hit her she fell backwards with her legs wide apart. She was franticly rubbing her engorged slit and groaning loudly. I saw the muscles of her stomach tighten as each wave of pleasure flooded her and her face contorted as if in agony.

When my semen was finally spent I also fell backwards. The exquisite sensations slowly faded from our punished bodies until we both lay motionless with exhaustion.

Eventually I raised myself on one elbow and asked softly, "Did you enjoy that?"

She had her eyes closed and in a wondrous voice answered, "Each time you make me come it gets better."

She used the towel to wipe herself and then left for the shower. When I had showered and dressed she saw me to the back door. She kissed me and said, "That was much more fun that silly Poker wasn't it? You're very inventive so think up some more naughty things that we can do. By the way, when are you going to be free again?"

"Thursday?"

She agreed Thursday was ok and I left.

I walked quietly the few paces home and inserted my key in the lock. As I carefully turned it I heard someone say, "Good evening Peter."

My stomach lurched and I squirted an involuntary dribble of urine. It was my father's voice.

He had been standing in darkness to the side of the house and waiting for me.

I struggled to speak but managed to say, "Good evening Dad."

He said quietly, "Shall we go inside and talk?" He opened the door and led the way.

As we passed along the hallway, Sis was standing outside the living room and looked terrified. She said, "May I speak with you Daddy?"

"No you may not."

We walked to the small extension at the rear of the house which he referred to as his study and he shut the door. He motioned me to a chair and sat facing me. He spoke quietly. "Now then Peter, tell where you have been this evening."

I answered weakly, "Visiting a friend."

"And do I know this friend?"

"Yes Sir."

He knew that I would always tell him the truth no matter how painful it might be so he took his time. "So tell me about your friend."

I wondered what my punishment would be. Cut off without a penny? Made to join the Armed Forces? Whatever was in store for me, there was no point in putting it off so I answered, "It is Mrs Henderson."

He leaned back in his chair and crossed one leg over the other. He said quietly, "I see. And what were you and Mrs Henderson doing this evening?"

"We were playing Poker." I was still clutching the pack of cards so I slowly opened my hand to show it to him.

That threw him completely and he stared at the packet in surprise. He had no doubt that I was telling the truth but it was unexpected and he must have been confused. There was silence while he considered my answer before continuing, "Did you play Poker the entire evening?"

"No Sir."

He was now back on track. "So for how long did you and Mrs Henderson play Poker?"

"I can't remember exactly Sir."

He persisted with, "Well please try to remember. You have been in her house for about two hours. So would you have been playing for two hours or less than two hours?"

"Probably less Sir."

He was still being patient when he said in a carefully modulated tone, "I'll ask you again and this time I would like an accurate answer please. For how long were you and Mrs Henderson playing Poker?"

The firing squad were levelling their rifles. I desperately wanted to go to the toilet but I doubted that he would allow time-out.

My mouth was dry but I managed to whisper, "For about five minutes."