Pleasures Postponed
A Fictional Story. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is
entirely coincidental.
By James Bellamy
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Chapter Three - Howard's Club
She guided me to the loveseat across the hall from her doorway. She
turned out all the lights. The candles, backed by the twin mirrors over
the dresser cast a reflected warm glow throughout the room. Jenny stood
before the mirrors, her right side toward me. She stared for a moment
into the mirror, and I sat transfixed, looking at the shadows cast by
the candleglow on her body. The blue suit looked like a warm burnt
orange color, the silk blouse at her throat, a brighter shade of the
same orange. The curls framing her face gleamed in the light and her
high cheekbones gleamed.
With slow, deliberate motions, her hands moved to the gold earrings and
place them on the dresser. Her hands moved up her body, lifting her
breasts slightly as she seemed to admire them momentarily in the
mirror. She slipped loose the first button of the jacket and then the
second. As the buttons opened, her silky, slightly transparent blouse
gleamed in the light and I could see just the hint of lace of the bra
supporting her lovely, heavy looking breasts. She dropped the jacket
behind her and unbuttoned first the left and then the right sleeve of
her blouse. The ruffled cuffs hung open, giving an erotic look even to
this simple gesture. Their loose gaping shape now promised more
delights to come as dropping clothing yielded the delights I yearned for
now.
Jenny unbuttoned the buttons of her blouse and let it hang open,
exposing her lacy lingerie. She turned toward me, looking straight at
me, a little smile on her full lips. She wore a bra with lace covered
cups. I could see her nipples through the light fabric. It was really
a pretty sight. The nylon of the bra clung to her breasts in a way that
made it seem part of her, yet it was clearly supporting these beautiful
rounded breasts. The band below the bra cups tightly dimpled the flesh
around her body. She slowly let the blouse slip from her shoulders and
then dropped it on the chair nearby. She bent over, facing me, to pick
up the jacket and giving me a view of her cleavage. It is hard to
describe the sensuality of looking into this warm cleft formed by the
bra pressing and lifting her tits, it is at once welcoming, and so
incredibly soft looking, that it makes a man's throat dry and his breath
come in short bursts. Beautiful. Too weak a word!
I watched her graceful position as both hands reached to unzip the
zipper at the back of the skirt. The candlelight played with her
breasts as they pushed up, straining to escape the control of the bra
cups. She dropped the skirt with one hand and raised her right leg out
of its circle. Her garter belt suspenders, held taught down the lovely
curve of her thigh, straining to hold onto the dark band contrasting so
beautifully against the color of her stocking added to the sensual line
of her thigh.
The top band of her stockings dropped lower as it wound around on her
inner thighs. I drank in the wonderfully contrasting sight of these two
bands there so near the apex of her body. Her panties were very light
colored or white and were so thin that the curls swirling around her
pubic mound were proudly displayed. The subtly darker patch of hair
thinned out to nothing and let the silkiness of her panties complete the
framing of her beauty. My cock was throbbing, as my hand moved to
release it from my trousers.
Jenny turned away from me and bent from the waist to pick up her skirt,
giving me a view of her panty-covered tush. The panty did not obscure
the cleft of her ass cheeks and the doubled crotch material hid the
treasure of her pussy behind a wetness born of her excitement. She went
to her bed, threw back the covers, and lay down, staring up at the
ceiling. She still wore her stockings, panties, bra and shoes, knowing
this would heighten my pleasure. It was a scene out of Romeo and
Juliet! The candlelight made it complete as their light flickered
against the walls.
I went downstairs and found a glass of brandy. The burning sensation of
the liquid was delicious in my throat; I turned on the classical FM
station and turned it just loud enough to drift upstairs. Returning
upstairs, I went to the guestroom and removed my clothes. I sat in the
darkness, sipping my brandy and rubbing my cock in anticipation of my
trip down the hall to my waiting Juliet.
The strains of the Overture from Mozart's "Marriage of Figaro" drifted
up the stairs. The flickering light of the candles penetrated down the
hall somewhat. I walked nude down the hallway, remembering the painful
excitement with which I had done this so many years ago. The excitement
choking me then was both sexual and the fear of being caught in the
act! This time it was entirely sexual. My heart was pounding at the
thought of what lay ahead.
I found myself standing at Jenny's bedside, my cock now hugely engorged,
standing straight out from my body. Her bra was a thing of beauty, a
gossamer cover to her beauty. Its cups clung to her breasts like a
second skin. I longed to lick her nipples through the nylon. Her
panties matched the bra, mostly see-through with just a hint of lace to
obscure my view of her pretty pussy. She had put on her panties over
the garter belt, so that its straps slightly tented the elastic at the
legs as they reached out for her taut nylons. She moved her right leg a
little into a slight angle, emphasizing the mound of her pussy under her
panties.
As I touched her breast, Jenny moaned slightly as if waking from a deep
sleep. The nipple leapt into my hand and I bent to nuzzle it with my
lips and nose. Her perfume combined with her own scent delightfully as
it rose like a warm fog from the cleavage between her lovely breasts.
My lips traced a path across the twin mounds and then back to the sleek
nylon of the bra, pausing at the summit of each mound to kiss her
nipples. My tongue found her nipples through the bra. Now the moisture
from my tongue made the bra cling and emphasize the darkness of her
nipples as they stood out from her breasts.
I moved down the center of her body, my tongue slipping into her belly
button moistly and then trailing down to the band of her panties. I
paused to enjoy the feel of her panties against my lips and kissed her
tummy. My right hand now touched her pussy for the first time, teasing
the fullness made under her panties by her curly patch of hair. As my
hand cupped her entire mound, I heard her sigh and then a sharp uptake
of her breath as my fingertips touched the moistness between her cunt
lips.
My middle finger insinuated itself along the deep valley between her
pussy lips, warmly fondling her clit. My left hand remained on her
breast squeezing it gently and then capturing her nipple between my
thumb and palm of my hand. My lips continued to roam across her nyloned
tummy. Jenny squirmed under my adoring hands and moaned softly.
"mmmmnn."
My hand moved away from her pussy reluctantly to fondle the nylon of her
thigh. I moved from her knee along the silkiness of the nylons (Must be
Hanes, I thought). As my hand slipped off the nylon and onto the
bareness above the dark band of her stockings, it found the moistness
between her legs again. I pressed firmly and took her nipple into my
mouth, feeling the coolness of the wet nylon covering her breast.
Jenny spread her thighs with a sigh and I moved between her open legs.
Kneeling on the bed, I lifted her knees and trailed my cheek down her
thighs to her waiting pussy. The scent of her cunt welcomed me. I put
my lips against the smooth tightness of her panties stretched over her
pussy.
"Oh yes, " I heard her say, "Yes, please," her hand touched my head
urging me into her pussy. The scent of her was delightfully
intoxicating. I pressed my lips tight into the hollow formed between
her thighs and then the flat area between her legs. My mouth and
tongue began to seek her lips down here. The moistness of her began to
spread all around by mouth and cheeks. Jenny squirmed beneath me,
driving her cunt up into my face and moving in little circles against
me. I lay flat on the bed, my cock finding it's own way out of the way
against my stomach. I could now reach her breasts with both hands as my
mouth continued to favor her cuntal lips under her very wet panties.
"Oh, more, Dad, more, you are ..........just ..... Wonderful" she
whispered, rather hoarsely. The light flickered and I could see her
raise her head to look down at me there between her thighs. My finger
slipped the elastic of her panties aside and I slipped my tongue into
the wetness and warmth of her cunt. It circled her clit, there at the
top of the wet and deep trench of her pussy. I sucked it into my mouth,
holding it there for my tongue to taste and tease. My tongue found the
entrance of her tunnel and slipped deep inside. I added my finger to
the party and played with her wet hot cunt, drinking in the wetness and
the scent of her.
Moving back to enjoy her nylon legs against my cheek, I slipped my
finger into her cunt and then rubbed her clit between that finger and my
thumb. This drew an appreciative moan and sigh as Jenny clamped my head
between her thighs.
"Oh, that is so ....so... nice, ......I ......ahhh...mmmnh, oh my......I
don't know what.... - to say." "Now, now, please!"
I could wait no longer. My cock was near bursting. I parted her legs
and, holding the elastic of her panties aside, I moved the tip of my
cock against the wonderful wetness of her pussy slit. I moved the glans
around her clit several times and then down through the hot wetness
between the lips of her pussy. Jenny thrust to meet my cock and it
slipped quickly into her tunnel.
"Yessss" she screamed. The hotness surrounding my cock head was an
excruciating pleasure. My cock explored the folds and furrows of the
inside walls of her cunt. The head of my cock felt wonderful and bared
to the searing heat of her hot juices. The tight entry had pulled back
the foreskin of my cock, exposing the sensitive skin underneath to enjoy
the hot juices of her pussy. I thought once more that being
uncircumcised was a blessing in disguise. The sensitive flesh of my
cock head explored every sensation there along the walls of her cunt.
"Oh, my, you feel so good, Jenny." I said urgently, punctuated by my
deep thrusts.
"You, too," she managed to get out as she met each of my thrusts with
one of her own.
I raised her legs so that her knees were over my shoulders. My cock
could now reach its maximum depth. It felt wonderful.
"UMM, more. You are so..... big. Mnnph. Daddy, so
.....big and deep. Ohhhh, ....." My sperm erupted into her as she
cried out her orgasm.
We rested there, tangled in each other's arms, father and daughter,
lover and beloved, husband and wife.
Jenny stirred.
She slipped out of her panties, now so soaked with both our juices, and
handed them to me. Slipping my weakened member between her legs, she
urged its semi-softness into her cunt.
"I'd like to leave it there, then until morning! Good night, sweet
husband."
"G' night, my darling wife" I sighed, feeling more incredibly satisfied than I could
remember ever before.
End of Chapter Three.
James Bellamy
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