The House Guest
By James Bellamy
Chapter Nine

"James should see Torquay while he's here, don't you 
think, Dear?"  Gerald said.  "Why don't you take him 
down for a Cotton Candy on the Pier on Saturday?  Then 
I won't feel so guilty going to my away match."  He 
grinned at this bit of intrigue.

"By God, you never let her take me to Torquay!  And me 
one of your oldest and dearest friends!  What 's this 
Yank got on you, then Gerald"  Have you been into the 
till, again?!!"  They had all laughed.  Good fun 
amongst friends.  Colin and Janet were indeed two of 
their best friends and were over for drinks along with 
another couple from down the street.  They had all 
loosened up considerably with the drinks and laughter.  

"Oh, he's a charmer is James, and I should be worried, 
but when you keep your wife happy and seen to like I 
do, you don't have any trouble sleeping at night.  No 
worry about my lass looking for a bit of spare, is 
their love!  It's all in knowing how and I know how to 
keep her happy!"  His open discussion of their sex 
life brought a blush to her face and they turned to 
teasing her.  Valerie nudged Gerald hard in his ribs 
for a first payment.

James stood silent, smiling but not really joining in 
the laughter.   But the thought of a day alone with 
Valerie brought a flush of hope, and his heart beat a 
little faster.  He glanced quickly at her to see her 
response.  

"Would you care to do that, James?  I haven't been for 
some time and you'd be lovely for a walk on the 
seaside.  Not like my husband who talks too much!"  
They all laughed at Gerald being sent up.   "I fancy 
you on the beach, really."  Now they really laughed at 
her giving as good as she got in the exchange with 
Gerald.  Gerald smiled but his laughter was a little 
hollow.

"Never mind lads", she may be a bit feisty now, but 
she'll be after having another treatment from the 
expert when you've gone!  Right, love?"  He had given 
her bottom a pat as he said it.  She squirmed away  on 
the pretext of getting drinks.  

"Oh, Gerald you are so full of yourself, I really 
don't know what I'm to do with you."

Valerie probably wouldn't have fought back at him if 
she hadn't, a few minutes earlier, watched as Gerald's 
hand had strayed two inches too low on Janet's hip and 
turned into fondling her bum.   Janet was a looker, 
she thought.  Gerald had even mentioned her in their 
bedroom a few nights ago and actually played out a 
fantasy with the vision of Jan's bum fresh in his 
mind.  Valerie had felt a bit hurt by his fucking her 
so excitedly when she knew he was fantasizing about 
their buxom friend. 

Later, James had waited in the dark of the hall for 
Valerie to pad past on her way to bed.  She had closed 
the bathroom door quietly so that Gerald would not 
know when she started down the hall.  Their hands met.  
They stood leaning against the wall, very close to 
each other.  James could feel the heat of her body 
very close, now touching.  His hand went to her hip 
and he gently fondled her through the silk of her 
slip.  He could feel her tremble slightly as his hand 
slipped to her breast and their lips met 
simultaneously in a kiss.  They stood silently, 
relishing the touching.  Her hand found him in the 
darkness and she gently stroked his hardness.

They stood that way for as long as Valerie thought 
safe and she made a slight move to go.  Then she stood 
on tip-toes, to rest her cheek against his.  Slowly 
she nodded her head against his cheek.  James squeezed 
her hand tightly in reply.

So, .........they  would go to Torquay together!!  
James heart raced at the thought.  He wanted it to be 
perfect. Suddenly his head was making plans ahead, his 
body tingling with excitement, above the sheer level 
of excitement her body here in the hallway had 
provided.  "Torquay,......... with Valerie .........on 
their own!"

Valerie had at last made her decision, and her heart, 
too, was racing, her mind spinning ahead to what it 
would be like.  She wanted him, wanted James to have 
her completely and openly, wanted him to make love to 
her, wanted him to fuck her and her to fuck him.  A 
warm glow seemed to engulf her.

They parted silently, trailing hands away from each 
other until only the tips were in contact.

Saturday dawned bright.  Gerald was getting ready to 
leave for the away game trip with his mates.  James 
and Valerie were talking over their outing to Torquay.  
"Gerald, the last time you went off with these 
rowdies, you didn't make it home all night.  Are you 
planning on staying over in Exeter?"

"No, nooooo, I wouldn't think so."   He winked and 
grinned broadly at Gerald.  "Well, I suppose an 
emergency could arise, of course!"  He laughed loudly.

"If that is what you have in mind, old dear, James and 
I may just stay over in Torquay, it will be a lot 
easier, anyway.  So, are you declaring now?  Or not?"  
She smiled a little smile with a suspicious frown.

"Well, that might not be such a bad idea.  Well if you 
are going to do that, I won't feel the urgency to bang 
up the highway in the middle of the night!  Is that 
better for you?"  He was trying to turn this around to 
being her idea.  "Shall I look up a couple of rooms in 
a bed and breakfast for you?"

"Yes, I think you had better,"  she had her hands on 
her hips.

"Right, then, ...........right, I can do that."  
Gerald went to the phone.

Valerie's eyes met James' eyes with a "So there!" look 
of assertion, then turned into a deep warm fondling 
look.  James smiled at her with pleasure.  After 
bidding her husband goodbye with a kiss at his car 
door, she laughed and teased about something James 
couldn't hear and came inside.  

"Now we won't be so pressed for time, James, but we 
should be getting on the road.  James got us into an 
Inn right along the seafront, so we'll be close to 
everything.  Shall we get going?"  She walked right up 
close to him and into his arms, her lips open for a 
kiss.

James looked down into her lovely light brown eyes, 
counting the flecks of other colors in them, and 
smiling his happiness at her.  "Wonderful!"  His kiss 
was light on her lips and their mouths opened to taste 
each other gently.  He nibbled her pouty lower lip 
gently with his lips.

"Better not do that too much or we won't make good 
time on the road, James!"  she laughed.  "I am so 
happy right now.  Do you know?"

"Yes, me too."

"I think I've got past most of the guilty feeling.  
After all, no telling what my dear husband will get up 
to tonight.  Still, we have to be aware we could run 
into someone we know down there.  It is a popular 
spot."  She looked a little pensive.

"Yes, of course, not to worry, I'll be a perfect 
gentleman being taken on a wheelchair turn on the 
Pier, You'll see!"

"Yes, but it's not you I'm worried about, is it.  It's 
me!"  They laughed together and then went off to pack 
a bag.  

James packed quickly, then as a last moment 
inspiration, slipped his hand under his pillow and 
packed the nylon tights Valerie had slipped into his 
hand the night before.  "She seems to like the feel of 
them"  he thought, "And so do I, so ......."

Valerie had already thought her packing through 
carefully.  The sheer lemon colored panties and 
matching bra, cream colored garterbelt and dark brown 
nylons for starters, her warm lambs wool sweater with 
the cowl collar against the evening chill by the sea,  
Extra tights,  a pair of white French knickers she had 
bought a week ago and not yet worn, and a pretty bra 
of the same color.  She was sure that James was likely 
to prefer the full fashioned French knickers to the 
wispy bits of nothing she wore to please Gerald.  She 
brought the lemon colored sheer panties for a change 
of pace , just in case.  She brought a light cream 
colored dress which she knew emphasized her breasts 
and left a lot of cleavage bare.

Valerie gazed into the mirror.  "It's going to be 
alright," she nodded her head firmly.  She turned on 
her heel and went downstairs where James was waiting 
anxiously.

"Ready?" she said brightly.

They were off and soon driving through the 
countryside, happily on their own at last.  Gerald 
reached for her hand and placed his hand on her thigh, 
feeling the skirt slip over the sheer nylon of her 
taupe tights.  She pressed his hand to her thigh and 
turned slightly toward him, watching his face as he 
drove rather intently, trying to remember the left 
side rule of the road.

Valerie lead his hand along her thigh, slipping it 
under her short skirt along the top of her thigh.  
"Can you drive like this?"

"Yes, .......... I think so.  It is distracting, but I 
am willing to overcome it with my superb willpower," 
he smiled at her, then glanced down to look at her 
thighs, the skirt now halfway up over the gleaming 
nylon-clad voluptuous loveliness he had developed such 
a keen desire for.

"Eyes on the road, my good man, if you please!"  she 
chided him.  "They'll be taking you into custody!  And 
I'll have lost my dinner partner!"

With difficulty James took his eyes away except for 
quick little peaks the rest of the drive.  By the time 
they arrived and were driving along the oceanfront, 
his hand was fully between her thighs and had slipped 
higher until it was against her mound.

They took a walk along the pier, bought spun sugar, 
had a bag of chips and observed the tourists enjoying 
themselves in all shapes sizes and colors.   James 
wanted to kiss her, but there was always the chance of 
someone who knew her, so, he held back, satisfying 
himself with trailing his hand across the small of her 
back, or occasionally lower on her hip or bottom.

They soon found that they had had enough amusement and 
wanted to have what they really longed for, each 
other.  "Why don't we see if we can find that Inn you 
spoke of?  Is that alright."

Valerie had been ready for sometime, now, and wondered 
why he didn't suggest it.  "Yes, that's fine, let's!  
It's been a lovely day so far, hasn't it James?  Nice 
drive and now a nice walkabout here on the shore?"

He agreed, but his mind was now distracted by the 
thought of having her, and he scanned the line of 
buildings looking for the Inn.  Valerie smiled a 
little smile of pleasure that he wanted her so much. 

They soon managed to find the place and Valerie busied 
herself looking at cruise brochures in the lobby to 
cover her nervousness.  

"There we are, one for you and one for me," he smiled 
wryly.  "Come along Valerie, it will be alright, I 
promise."

They found their way upstairs and along the hall to 
her room first.  James opened the door for her and 
then followed her in.   They were in each other's arms 
immediately, as if starving for days and finally being 
brought before a feast table.  His hands found her 
bottom and Valerie felt the electricity of his touch 
course through her.  Her bum was very sensitive, and 
she liked to have it caressed.  

She cuddled herself inside his arms, tight against his 
big chest, feeling small and protected by his embrace.  
She could feel his hardness already pressing against 
her tummy and she knew that being together, touching 
and caressing in quiet moments had her juices flowing, 
too.  She slipped out of her shoes and stood on 
tiptoes to kiss him.  That was symbolic of becoming 
comfortable with the situation, she had taken the 
first move, she realized, even if it was just removing 
her shoes.

"It has been so long," she began.

"Yes," he said, "so long!"

His hands came to her breasts, lifting them, feeling 
them through the thin blouse she wore.  His hands made 
slow circles around them, then slipped down to hold 
just her nipples.  His mouth sought hers and he felt 
Valerie begin unbuttoning his shirt.  His hands 
struggled with her blouse and soon her breasts were 
visible to his eyes.  He gasped slightly with the 
pleasure of them encased in the twin lacy cups of her 
bra.  They were beautiful and round.  His hands had 
explored them in the dark, but he realized he hadn't 
really seen them before.  He thought of the several 
times he had angled for a look down her blouse, but 
this was something different.   The beginning of 
intimacy, to be able to take his time and stare at her 
lovely soft breasts, to put his hand inside, pressed 
into her by the tightness of her bra, playing with one 
bare nipple, the other through the joyous silkiness of 
her bra, so brilliantly white before him.  Her skin 
shone through the nylon, enhancing the effect.

While he still stared at her, Valerie unbuckled his 
belt and unbuttoned his trousers.  Then she looked up 
to see him still staring at the breasts now cupped by 
his big hands.  Valerie smiled and reached up to taste 
his lips, which he now gladly gave, his tongue meeting 
hers and then toying with it.

Valerie waited for him to take off her skirt.  She 
wanted him to undress her completely, part of the 
unveiling of her to him, a part of her opening herself 
to him at last.  He knelt before her, now slipping her 
skirt down, sat back on his heels a moment and looked 
at her standing in her white lacy bra and half slip.  
He held his hand to let her step out of the skirt and 
he moved it aside to a chair.  Slowly, his thumbs 
slipped under the elastic of her slip and began 
sliding it over her hips, as she watched his pleasure 
in his task.  

Her tights were a medium dark shade, sheer to the 
waist, the center seam pointing toward and then diving 
into the crease which divided her body.  He pressed 
his lips to her tummy and then kissed his way lower.  
She wore no panties today and his lips brushed the 
curls protecting her pussy, feeling them spring back 
under his touch.  His lips had come to the very tip of 
her body and she felt his tongue dart out to touch the 
top of the little valley leading to her pussy.   
James' hands were caressing her thighs at the back, 
running up to enjoy her full bottom,  teasing her 
there, suspecting she was sensitive there - and 
besides he enjoyed the feel of her under his fingers.

Valerie pressed his head against her mound and ground 
it against him with eagerness that was now building 
very strongly in her.  She parted her legs for him 
now, just a little, and his hand came up her thighs 
between her legs.

James was surprised and excited to find that she wore 
crotch-less tights.   His hand parted her moist lips 
and he felt her body jump slightly.  She smiled down 
at him, and his surprised look changed to a big smile.  
Somehow it seemed that her choosing crotch-less was a 
huge vote of love or confidence in him, a shared 
intimacy that made him feel loved and warm.  His hand 
was vertical between her legs, the edge of his palm 
spreading her lips.  Her moistness felt warm on his 
hand, thick and creamy.

Valerie felt him against her clitoris and along her 
wetness, aware that he was pressing to get closer, to 
get more contact along her wet slit.

James explored the wetness his mouth had found last 
night in the hallway where he had brought her to a 
satisfying orgasm that made her knees buckle.

He stood and held her in his arms while she loosened 
his pants and dropped them to the floor, urging him to 
kick them aside by holding his cock that had 
immediately sprung loose into her hand.  He had worn 
no shorts.  He thought she would find it sexy and he 
wanted to please her in every way today.   Her hand 
circled him, slipping back and forth on the length of 
his shaft.  It felt so very good to her, and she heard 
him gasp with pleasure.  She slipped his foreskin back 
over the crown of his cock and realized that he 
already had copious amounts of pre-cum there beneath 
it.  It felt sticky, creamy, she remembered its taste 
and knelt immediately, breaking away from his kiss, 
and kissed his cockhead instead.  She gently licked 
the pre-cum from his cock, letting her mouth enjoy its 
taste, rolling it over and over on her tongue.

James reached for her, signaling her to stand again by 
lifting her breasts gently.  His hands were again on 
her silky bottom, which he seemed unable to get enough 
of. She finally pulled his hands to her breasts, a 
difficult choice, but her breasts were soon singing 
with the feel of his caressing hands and his eager 
lips suckling on her nipples.  Slowly they were moving 
toward the bed as they continued to kiss and fondle 
each other.  Valerie felt the bed behind her knees and 
sat down, pressing her cheek against his belly and 
feeling his cock reach toward her chin.

She lay back on the bed before him and watched as he 
stared and admired her, lying there in her lacy bra, 
breasts thrust out toward him, creamy thighs gleaming 
in the taut, sheer nylon.  Valerie did a very 
assertive and sexy thing.  She raised her nyloned leg 
slowly and deliberately along his inner thigh, 
bringing her foot up between his legs to fondle his 
balls and then his cock, now standing straight and 
rock hard in front of him.  She rolled her foot in its 
soft nylon covering over his cock.  

James rolled his eyes toward the ceiling, letting the 
pleasure slide over his body.  Then he knelt before 
her  between her thighs and began to open the flower 
of her woman-ness.  Valerie slipped back on the bed, 
spreading her legs and raising her knees slightly.  

James stared at her pussy, watched it open as she 
spread her legs.  Watched her fingers come to her 
pussy and open the lips for him, letting him sit and 
watch the beauty of it -- looking like a pair of lips, 
glistening now with wetness.  She spread her lips a 
little wider, showing herself to him, wanting him to 
enjoy her.  

His lips moved to kiss her fingers, first one and then 
the other.  Slowly, she opened a little wider, still 
spreading her lips with her fingers.  He kissed and 
licked her fingers more, then slipped to the pinkness, 
the bright pinkness of her inner lips.  They had a 
similar shape, but smaller and more brightly  colored.   
He tasted her, licked her clitoris, licked along the 
crease of her body, making it glow with even more 
wetness.  His lips found her clitoris and he heard her 
sharp intake of breath.  He nibbled on the little nub.  
His tongue found the entry of her cunt.  His tongue 
went inside, as Valerie shrieked quietly with 
pleasure, pulling his head deeper into her.

"Oh, James, I don't think I can stand much more."  Her 
voice was tense.

James moved between her legs now, laying on top of her 
his belly against the warm comforting firmness of her 
mound, his tongue finding her nipples once again.  She 
reached between them and guided his cock to her entry.

"Oh, James, this is ................................  

"Yes, beautiful, ............." His lips sealed hers, 
their tongues dancing and playing with each other.  
she pulled him again, urging him to take her.

She moved the head of his cock along her crease and 
then against her clitoris, then back to where she 
needed  him to thrust into her, to thrust his nice big 
cock into her,  to satisfy her , to sanctify their 
deep friendship.

He entered the tightness of her entry.  She felt his 
cock-head snap past the initial tightness, and into 
her cunt.

James paused and looked into her eyes, his own eyes 
half closed with pleasure.  "Oh, Valerie, you feel 
wonderful!!"

She felt his cock slip slowly into her, touching the 
sheath of her cunt , finding warmth, fondling her 
cunt, pressing its way all the way in, filling her, 
filling her, touching her, filling her, filling her, 
she thought.  She felt his balls against the cheeks of 
her bottom now.  She slipped her hand between them to 
see if she had all of him inside her now.  Then their 
mounds  were together, pressed tightly together.

Valerie opened still wider, raising her legs around 
him then crossing them over his back pulling him to 
her.  His lips were kissing her ears and he whispered 
to her.  "Oh, Valerie, this feels so , so, so good.  
You are so tight and you feel just perfect, like we 
were meant to be together like this.  Your pussy is 
hugging me and fondling me incredibly."

"Yes, dear James, ....... Your cock is .............. 
so ............ hot, so big, .......so, yes, that's 
it, move in me, feel ........... alll  ......all 
....of .......me. .........feel all of my ........my 
pussy.  Yes, James, yes , James, yes, give me all of 
your lovely cock, come in me, come in me, make me 
come, James.  Ohhhhh yes, that's it. Yes, give me your 
.......... Big knob, your  ....long cock."

She was all open to him and James slowly stoked in and 
out of her in steady, deep strokes, feeling her cunt 
sucking on him, feeling how his cock pushed its way 
back into her as each withdrawal ended.  He was 
fucking into her faster now, feeling her taking up his 
rhythm, rocking her hips to meet him as his cock 
slashed deep into her darling cunt.  She held him, not 
letting him go with the muscles of her cunt, he 
lingered, feeling every fold of her as he slipped in 
and out of her.

She felt wonderfully wet, deliciously hot, almost 
scalding hot on the sensitive skin of his cock heard.

Valerie was beginning to pant slightly, her breath 
coming short on the end of her clenching and thrusting 
against the lovely cock with its bare crown feeling 
her up inside her cunt.  Her eyes were closed and she 
was thrusting hard against him with her hips first one 
side and then the other.  James pressed his feet 
against they bed and pried upward, trying to get the 
upper surface of his cock to touch her clitoris as he 
slipped in and out of her.

James heard her slam her arms against the bed, then 
slash them along the sheets of the bed, thrusting onto 
him again, he redoubled his effort, slamming his cock 
into her again and again, holding himself to wait 
until she came.

Valerie felt a huge warmth start in her loins, 
rumbling through her mound and tummy and then her 
whole body seemed to join in the celebration of  his 
thrusting cock and her clenching cunt and then a 
wonderful release consumed her body.  With one last 
shudder, coming from her shoulders and rolling down 
her torso, she clasped her arms around his neck and 
pulled herself up to him, kissing him and biting his 
lips.

"Oh............Great, .........great, ..........Come, 
my dear James, come now in me,  Come on, my sweet, 
give me your cream now."    Her cunt again pulled on 
him, milking him,  trying to draw his release along 
with all the sperm eager to be ejected out of his big 
balls.  She was still excited. And wanting the feel of 
him spreading her apart.  She was determined to have 
all of him now.

James felt the pressure building in his balls, then 
the sperm shooting up his penis as Valerie's wonderful 
warmth and clenching of her cunt around him gave him 
another sensation along the outer sensitive skin of 
his shaft.  He could suddenly feel both sensations, 
Valerie pulling on him with her lovely tight cunt, his 
own juices now fighting to flood up his shaft.  His 
body tensed as his balls ejected the sperm deep into 
her cunt.

Valerie felt his hot juicy cum splash into her, 
filling her cunt, again and again he shot into her, 
until she was full, full of him and his juices.  She 
felt the pleasureful feeling of his sperm slipping out 
of her, down onto his cock, still feeling nice inside 
her, though not as rock hard now that she had given 
him release!

Valerie relaxed against his arm now encircling her and 
pulling her close.  It was going to be alright, she 
thought.  She also knew that they were going to have a 
long leisurely lovemaking later tonight, now that they 
had satisfied their urgent need to truly share each 
other's bodies.  She smiled into his eyes and sighed 
as their lips locked together.  His hand was 
protectively holding the mound of her pussy, keeping 
it nice and warm and cozy.  He slowly pulled the cover 
over their heads and kissed her deeply.

The End of Chapter 9
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