The House Guest
By James Bellamy
Chapter Six

James awoke with the scent of Valerie in his nostrils, 
her panties silky under his ear and cheek.  Slowly 
waking up, he passed his hand under the panties, 
smiling at his memories of last night, the excitement 
of sneaking into her room,  bringing her to a ringing 
orgasm, then slipping away silently without waking her 
husband, asleep by her side.

He wondered what she had done after he left.    Sleep 
well?  Anguished night tossing and turning? 

He finished shaving, but couldn't get her out of his 
mind.  The events of the evening still played like a 
movie through his mind, the feel of her breasts, soft 
and heavy,  her round bottom squirming on his hands, 
the petal-like lips of her pussy, her hand as it 
slipped her panties down the front of his shorts.  He 
turned with a raging hard-on brought on by his 
daydreaming.  He was deciding where to leave her 
panties.  Then, an inspiration came over him, thinking 
about the feel of her pussy against his lips and how 
hard he had been as he fingered the inside of her 
pussy and kissed her clitoris.

Slowly, he began stroking his cock into her sleek 
white panties.  In moments, his balls tensed and shot 
a long heavy stream of his sperm onto her pretty 
panties, again and again he spewed those juices stored 
all night under the great pressure of his excitement.  
He looked down to find a large collection on her 
panties.  He laid it carefully for her to find.

When he arrived in the kitchen, Gerald had beaten him 
to the table.  He examined Valerie's eyes as she 
poured his coffee.  As she finished, her eyes found 
his and James found himself drowning in them as she 
gave him a self-confident smile, full and warm.

When they had left, Valerie hurried upstairs to the 
guestroom where she found the panties, loaded with his 
fresh spunk.  Most of it had landed in a huge dark 
streak in the gusset.  She was pleased.  She slipped 
the soiled garment into place over her hips, feeling 
the now cool pool of sperm next to her pussy lips.  In 
her mind, she could still feel the strength of his 
suction on her nipples as well as on the sensitive 
lips of her pussy.  She sighed with remembered 
pleasure, and slowly pressed his cum to her pussy, 
matting the copse of her hair once again.  

She lay there fondling herself, spreading her legs 
wide, teasing her clitoris firmly in the wetness he 
had left for her pleasure.  Her finger circled round 
and round then a steady back and forth motion across 
the firm erect bud protruding from her lips, back and 
forth, back and forth, then pressing harder and 
intensifying the movement with pressure.  

Valerie realized she was beginning to feel a need for 
the American visitor, a need for his cock inside her.  
She came quickly, it was a bright, tingly feeling like 
champagne, a lovely sweet warm feeling with its own 
charm in the shade of the monumental orgasm he had 
given her with his eager and inventive mouth in the 
dark of the night.  

Valerie fell into a luxurious sleep, her hand pinned 
under the mound of her pussy as she lay on her stomach 
enjoying the man-scent of warmth he had left in the 
bedclothes.  Sleep came like a comfortable glow.
 
Gerald had had a bit of a blow-up with his boss and 
was in a rambunctious mood.  When he had finished 
reading him off to James he was a bit calmer.  But he 
was still in one of those "kick the dog' moods where 
you come home and pick on people you like because of 
what someone else has done to make you angry.  This 
made him argumentative through dinner, and as he got 
himself round three or four beers, began to get openly 
randy in his comments.

"I told her James, that what she needed was you and me 
both to get up her.  Finally make a real woman out of 
her.  That'd be all right with you, eh, James?!!!"

"GERALD! STOP!  What will James think?"  She tried to 
turn the subject away.  Her face was crimson with 
embarrassment, ----   perhaps mixed with excitement.  

"Uh, I think I'd better not answer that one!"  James 
laughed lightly, " I don't think I can do anything but 
get on the wrong side of one or both of you!!

"Ah, c'mon, James boy, you're among friends.  I see 
you looking her over pretty good all throughout 
dinner.  Cor' she's a bit of a sweet, isn't she?"  he 
laughed uproariously at James' discomfort and at his 
own bawdy humor.

"Now that, I shamelessly admit, Gerald, I have 
absolutely been admiring your lovely wife.  And yes, I 
agree completely with you, she is not only 'a bit of a 
sweet,' but gorgeous and sexy in the bargain. "  James 
smiled warmly at Valerie, playing that it was all a 
game.  Then turning to Gerald, "I humbly apologize 
m'lord!!!"

"No bloody need, mate, you're alright by me and I am 
willing to share ol' Val with you.  Might turn her 
really wild, you know, having a yanks' charm and my 
good solid British 'longbow" to entertain her."  

 He laughed heartily again.  But it was becoming clear 
that his joking about the subject was meant to be 
taken seriously or at least that he would really like 
to find a way to have both of them in bed with 
Valerie!   James continued to steer out of harm's way 
and Valerie, dodged with her face still crimson.   She 
decided to counterattack.

"You'd better be careful, my man,  I may just  take 
you up on that.  Our James is a bit of a dish, you 
know.  I might just fancy him."  She smiled at her 
sudden assertive ploy, her eyes lingering a bit longer 
on James' eyes than necessary.  Lingering and 
communicating with him privately.  Gerald could not 
know that she had already had him in her mind's eye.  
Nor could he guess that she was still wearing the 
panties which James had left for her with the silent 
reminder of him still close to the lips of her pussy. 

"Oh, getting frisky are we, well, we'll just see about 
that when I get you upstairs!!  She loves it, James, 
just loves it! Can't get enough of a good seeing to, 
can Valerie!!  Am I not right, Valerie?"

"Yes , always right, "  she replied sardonically.

"Right, are we off then?"  Gerald rolled his eyes 
toward the bedroom.

"Yes, I'm tired out.  You, James?"

"With James,  ........... or will you just have the 
big one tonight, Val?"  Gerald roared with laughter as 
he headed up stairs.

Valerie followed James up the stairs,  her hand 
touched his back as they walked slowly.  When he came 
to the door, he turned to her and looked into her 
eyes.  Valerie placed her hand on his chest lightly, 
affectionately.  She leaned close "Good Night James."

James brushed his lips against the top of her head.  
She paused, patted his chest, and moved on to her own 
door.

As the door closed, he heard "Come on lass, bring it 
over here!!  You know you won't be able to sleep until 
you've had a good seeing to!  I'm your man."

James couldn't hear her comment. 

"Sure you don't want me to call old James and we'll 
give you two up you at one time? Hahahahahahaha  I 
think old James is going to sleep with a "stiffy"  
from looking at you every night!  Sure we should waste 
it?"

"Oh, Gerald, give it a rest, you know I would never do 
that.  What are you playing at?   Still, I think you 
really would like that, wouldn't you?"

"Well, I wouldn't mind.  It'd make a change from the 
old push pull, you have to admit.  Might put some 
excitement into the evening!"

"Well, It isn't on, now is it?"

"I do not know why you can never just admit what you 
want and ask for it!  Pisses me off!"  

The door opened and Valerie went down the hall to the 
bathroom.  James stood next the door and listened as 
the sounds of running water drifted back to him.  He 
could hear Gerald settle into the bed, the spring 
groaning under his weight.  The light went out in the 
room.

James opened his door and stood in the opening, 
silently in the dark.  The bathroom light went out and 
the door opened silently.  He could smell her perfume 
preceding her toward him.  She touched his chest in 
the dark and his arms were immediately around her.  
Valerie pulled him to her bosom, her head buried in 
the hair of his chest.  He felt her lips on his chest, 
then turned her face upward and they kissed a long, 
lustful, wet, tongue-tangling, mouth-exploring kiss.  
Electric shocks ran up and down his spine as his hands 
slipped downward to find her bottom.

Quickly, James knelt in front of her and slipped under 
her  slip.  His mouth found the softness of her mound 
and he kissed her through her panties.  The cushiony 
froth of her patch of hair felt delicate under the 
nylon.  He pulled the gusset aside and kissed her 
again, his finger again finding its way into her 
wetness.  James found her clitoris with his tongue and 
his finger inside her cunt found the mound just back 
of the clitoris.  Finger and tongue worked together to 
tease her  to a higher stage of excitement.  

Valerie felt her juices begin to flow, felt the warmth 
of his tongue on her clitoris.  She languished in a 
pool of pleasure.  James gently worked his wonder on 
her poor defenseless clitoris, surrounded by his 
attack  - not that she had any thought of pulling 
away!  It was wonderful, truly wonderful.  She opened 
her legs to him, felt his excitement as his tongue 
sprang forward, deeper along the track made by her 
pussy lips.  She felt a little tidal wave building 
down there and pulled him up by tugging at his head, 
fondling his hair and body as they stood face to face, 
nipples to nipples once again.

She kissed him and reached for his cock, now prodding 
her in the tummy.   She slipped her panties down in 
the front and led him by his cock head into the slit 
where his tongue had been preparing her for him.  
James felt her lips part, accepting the broad head of 
his cock.  He loved the heat of her as his cock 
slipped along the lovely valley between her pussy 
lips.  He took pleasure in the copious amount of pussy 
juices he found there.  He had made her very excited 
and her lubricated channel was a delight as he felt 
her wetness bathe him.  She had pulled the front of 
her panties down to let him enter, leaving them in 
place so that his cock was pressed up against her 
waiting lips by the elastic.  

James slipped it further along her crease, loving 
every inch of it.  She moved up on her toes and 
pressed the head of his cock into the entry of her 
cunt.  "Her little sigh of pleasure thrilled him.  He 
only had an inch of her, but that inch was delightful, 
hot, and tight.

"Val, where the hell are you, then."  They heard from 
her bedroom.

She jumped away and silently slipped down to the 
bathroom and turned on the light, then off again.  
"Coming"

James had stepped back a few inches, but felt her 
reach for him, touching him through the darkness as 
she went past, on the way to her "being taken care 
of."

"Sorry .........." The closing of the door cut off her 
words.

James' heart was still a bit in his throat, but he 
managed to start breathing again.  He leaned against 
the wall to listen again.

"I thot you'd changed your mind!  Come on love, bring 
it over here to me.  Ohhhh, I cannnnnnnn see by the 
condition of this that you are needing a good takin' 
care of!    ............  "I'll have no trouble 
slipping up you tonight!! Hahahaha.  Been thinking 
about it haven't you, girl?

Valerie, was indeed ready for him.  James' tongue on 
her clitoris had been a lovely sensual awakening.  The 
excitement of him taking her there in the darkness 
only feet away from her marital bed was exhilarating 
on one level, but the fondling and caressing, were 
still another.  What was there about the way that his 
tongue found her most sensitive spots, her tongue, her 
clitoris, the lips of her pussy, her nipples, 
whereever his tongue and lips found her, she felt 
loved and completely fondled and folded inside 
something warm and delightful and wonderful.  

Her wet tightness was pulling on Gerald's cock now, 
holding onto it, squeezing it and  milking it. She 
thought, "please, please don't die on me yet!  Please 
stay hard, ..........just a little longer,......... a 
little more ........a little harder, ;;;;;;;there, 
that's it......now again, again,, again, again, fuck 
me, oh  fuck me. Please.........          oh, 
yesYESssssssssss.YES.  ohhhhhhhhh, 
yeeeeeeesssssssssssss!  His cock was deep in her and 
she opened wider to get every last inch of it and 
angled to press its top against her surging clitoris.   
James had brought out its sensitivity with his tongue 
and his finger deep in her cunt..  Now it was about to 
fulfil its  purpose.  The center of the storm that was 
her orgasm.  It rumbled up from  this lightning rod of 
hers between her lips down there, rolled along her 
tummy, hugged her breasts, ringed her nipples and 
burst into her throat, forcing a guttural 
YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! As Valerie 
slammed her arms down on the bed, thrust her hips onto 
him one last lunge and felt his cock pull out of her 
and then him slamming down on top of her as his juices 
spurted out on her tummy.  Yessss, it felt good, 
complete.  Full.

Valerie lay there thinking ruefully, that it had taken 
both of them to satisfy her fully.  Gerald's arm went 
over her and he muttered "I always know how to please 
you, don't I, lass!"  

"Yes, you do.'   But she smiled there in the darkness 
a smile that he would not have understood.  The smile 
lasted a long, long time that night as Valerie fell 
into a deep, deep sleep.

All this time James had stood watch, waiting for her 
orgasm on the other side of the wall.  The bed 
creaked, banged against the wall a bit  -- on the 
harder strokes of their love making.  He heard two 
groans as the thrashing,  pounding, fucking noises 
reached a loud crescendo in the next room.  He heard 
at last, Valerie moaning loudly:

 "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS,"   

James, knew that it was meant for him, too. 

End of Chapter Six
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