Pleasures Postponed A Fictional Story. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. By James Bellamy [email protected] 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 Comments welcome [email protected] -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----