EXCERPT When we reached Mary’s house and went into the hall, Mary said, “Wait,” and
bolted the door. I stood in the hall watching her as she came to me, and
throwing her coat across the banister she started to lift her dress. “Come on.
I can’t wait any longer. Get your clothes off,” she said as she hurriedly
stepped out of her knickers and pulling on my belt as I took off my jacket and
shirt. Within seconds I was down to the buff. Mary let her dress fall to the
floor and stood dressed only in her bra, stockings and suspender belt, and
putting her arms around my neck was kissing me with some urgency. Standing here
like this, though, it was not like we used to do it when I was just laying my
member against her Lady Jane. She was too low. “I can’t do it like this,” I
gasped between the frenzy of kisses. “You’re too low.”
“Lift me up, lift me up then,” Mary said, not moving her lips from mine. I put
my hands under her bottom, and as I lifted, her arms pressed on my shoulders and
she heaved herself up wrapping her legs around my waist at the same time. She
was lifted high enough to have to reach down with her lips to kiss me, and as I
looked up at her Mary just kept looking into my eyes as she slowly slid down my
body onto my pointing member until her pelvis settled onto the top of mine,
pressing slightly into the pit of my stomach. Mary closed her eyes. “Tommy,
Tommy,” she either groaned or sighed with pleasure.
“This is lovely. My spot is right on your pelvis and doing wonders for me.
Can we do it here?” she said, opening her eyes and looking into mine.
“We can try,” I told her. I had my left arm around her waist and my right hand
on her bottom. I moved, but I could not get any kind of a rhythm. Mary also
moved, and from her position found that it was a lot easier for her to do it
than me, and she got quite carried away. “Tommy, oh Tommy, I’m almost there,”
she panted as she moved faster, her hot breath in my ear and on my neck. As
good as it was, though, it was a strain. ‘I can’t do it like this for very
long,’ I thought as Mary slowed a little and stopped.
“Is something wrong, darling?” Mary asked, still panting her hot breath onto my
neck and then looking at me and probably at the sweat on my brow.
“Not with what you are doing. In fact it’s bloody marvellous, but I’m not too
fond of this position. I’d rather we did it lying down or something a bit less
awkward for me. I can’t do it very well like this.”
“No, but I can. Lean against the wall and let me do it. It’s lovely.” We had
been standing in the middle of the hall, getting carried away with ourselves, so
I moved and leaned against the wall at the bottom of the stairs. Moving while
still joined together just that few steps sent rivers of delight flowing through
my body.
“Ready?” Mary asked.
“Yeah, it’s bloody lovely walking about coupled up like this,” I said. “Should
we take a stroll down the garden?”
“I believe you would too,” Mary said, but with not much levity; she was too
serious. I held her tighter and pushed, carrying her to the vestibule door and
back again. It felt sensational, and I felt I had to finish it as I could not
hang on any longer.
“Ooh, I’m nearly there you don’t know what you’re doing to me,” Mary whispered.
“Carry me upstairs,” and she added, “As we are,”
“Cor! You’re kidding me, aren’t you?”
“No, you can do it. You’ll have to if you want any more of your wicked way
with me.”
“I’ve got my wicked way, right now,” I told her. “I don’t have to move from
here. I can just plunk you down on the stairs and ravish you.”
“Please, darling, for me?” she asked, mock pleading and clinging on more
tightly with her legs. I figured if I did not do something soon, the chances
were that I was going to break my back anyway.
“Ok, seeing as it’s you,” I told Mary. “But I wouldn’t do this for just
anybody.”
“My body is the one you love,” Mary said as I heaved her up a little and
started for the stairs. Tightening my left arm around her waist and putting my
right hand on the banister, I started climbing. As I pushed up to each stair,
Mary let out a “Huh, Huh, Huh!” At about the sixth stair I stopped, surprised
myself that the going was not that hard, and I asked Mary, “Are you all right?
Why are you going ‘huh’ when I climb the stairs?”
“Because when you move up onto the next stair that monster of yours jerks up
and just about knocks the wind out of me.”
“Oh, ok, time to stop this then,” I said. “I’m not taking a chance on hurting
you.”
“Oh! I was enjoying it,” Mary said as I gently unwrapped her legs from around
me and moved back a little.
“You shouldn’t take it off me until I’ve finished with it,” Mary pouted.
“I haven’t. Come on,” I said, turning her around to climb the stairs. “Seeing
you started it, from now on anything and everything goes and we can romp all
over the place,”
“Ooh! This sounds promising,” Mary said, sitting on the stair and with two
hands took hold of all my crown jewels. “What is ‘anything and everything’?”
“Lead me to your boudoir and I’ll show you.”
“How would you want me?” Mary asked absently, still looking at my bits and
pieces as she handled them.
“Lie face down on the bed and you don’t have to take these off,” I told her,
hooking my finger into her suspender belt.
“Ok, count to five,” Mary said getting up off the stair and going into Pat’s
bedroom.
I followed Mary in to see her lying face down on the bed and striking a pose
pretty much the same that I had seen before, the stockings and suspender belt
adding to the exciting picture that took my breath away. I crossed over to the
bed, and climbing on I placed my knees each side of her thighs and sat back on
her calves. I just sat looking at the beauty of her naked body bum and
thighs.
“What are you doing?” Mary asked. Her eyes were closed and her voice was
muffled by the pillow.
“I’m just looking at you,” I told her.
“At my bum, you mean.”
“Should I stop looking?”
“No, look by all means. I’ll help you, but do something as well. Kiss it,
bite it and smack it.” Mary raised her bum up slightly. “You can try what you
said before,” she said quietly.
“What was that? I can’t remember,” I kidded her
“Tommy, please.”
I put my hands on the sides of her cheeks, gently squeezing and massaging as I
lay my face on the valley of her bum, slowly kissing and gently closing my mouth
over mouthfuls of her peachy cheeks as I traced down the edge of her valley.
“Ooh! Tommy, Tommy you’ve got my emotions all over the place. I’m holding my
breath here waiting to find out what you’ll do next, oh! God, don’t stop; don’t
stop keep going, do something, anything.” Her bum was lifting as Mary pushed
backwards, her sharp intakes of breath and groans were the loudest I had ever
heard from her as I pushed in to find her Lady Jane.
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Children`s Fiction
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