Somewhere in Sevenoakes (10 page)

He positioned himself, between her thighs, forcing her to spread her legs. Under the façade of further kisses she relaxed into the session, pleased when his hands gripped each of her thighs. James moved his hands expertly up her legs, pushing her dress up as he went. As his hands worked their way from her outer to inner thighs, Maddy started work on extracting James from his jeans.

The belt buckle was complicated. Her frustration was evident, so James unbuckled himself. Maddy shifted herself to the edge of the bench. Reaching between her legs, James bunched her panties to one side. They groaned simultaneously at Maddy's wetness, as he slipped his middle and index fingers between her lips. James worked the two fingertips around her clit; massaging and rubbing it. Maddy wanted him inside her.

Unable to wait any longer, her hands clamped around the base of his cock. He exhaled heavily at her touch. She squeezed and moved her hand up and down his shaft. James cursed under his breath at the sensation of her working his dick. He tugged her hair back firmly to see her face as he worked his erection into her. Maddy whimpered as he penetrated her. He inched himself in; his girth and length eliciting delighted moans from her. Having buried his entire shaft in her, he moved his hips slowly.

Maddy lent back, spreading her legs to enable James to fuck her properly. She steadied her hands behind her to support his ever increasing thrusts. Solid in place, she bore down on his cock, relishing the feeling of being completely full and satisfied. She was tight around his hard-on which forced James to steady his pace in order to prevent himself climaxing too quickly.

Keen to take it to the bedroom, he lifted her from the bench. His prick firmly inside her, Maddy wrapped her legs around his waist as he walked to the bed.

He crashed on the mattress, with him on top. James rolled down his boxers, kicking them on the floor alongside his jeans. He went straight to Maddy's dress, rolling it down her arms to reveal her plump breasts. The lacy black bra contrasted with her milky white skin. Unable to resist, James sucked each nipple until she squirmed under his wanting mouth. Returning to kiss her, he retrieved a condom from his jeans on the floor, sheathed himself then entered her slit missionary style. Maddy wrapped her legs around his waist to allow him to plough her. His pace quickened, the motions becoming less smooth. He slammed his cock into her, always maintaining eye contact.

His appetite and need for Maddy was consuming him. Removing her legs from around his waist, he begged her to get on all fours. She did as he asked. James slid the dress down her body, tugging it off. He marvelled at her peachy buttocks. Stroking them, he noticed Maddy visibly trembled under his touch. He glided his hand between her legs, to make space for his cock. Wet and ready he entered her in a swift movement, plummeting his shaft deep and slow. In as far as he could go, he gyrated his hips slightly.

Maddy felt close to an orgasm. James held her hips tight to penetrate deeper. He dropped slightly, beads of sweat from his chest dropping onto her back. As he continued to work himself in and out of her, he massaged her breasts. Maddy was moving herself down his shaft, eager for him to satisfy her. Turned on by her initiative, leaving one hand to deal with her breasts, his other hand moved down her soft tummy, over her pubic bone until he reached her demanding pussy. His fingers toyed with her clit. The slow caress became vigorous as Maddy persisted in exercising her pelvic floor muscles, her vagina clamping on his cock.

”I'm desperate to come,” his voice raspy in her ear.

”Me too,” she said breathily.

”I want to see your face when you climax,” he said, dislodging from her.

Expecting Maddy to lay back, he was surprised when she pushed him flat on the bed. His cock looked even bigger and she couldn't wait to ride it. James bit his lip, waiting for her to mount him. Maddy squatted over his erection, lowering herself onto it. As she sank on the shaft, James jerked his hips. She could feel the helmet hit the wall of her vagina. Doing her best to control the depth of penetration, James teased her with occasional thrusts as he pulled her hips firmly onto his hard-on.

Maddy gathered her own pace, riding his cock for her own pleasure. Mesmerized by the orgasmic expression on her face, James reached up to pinch each nipple. The pinches had her bucking on his prick, instantly decelerating the pace. He hugged her flat to him, then rolled her on her side.

”Turn the other way,” he whispered.

She shifted to face away from him. His hands stroked her thighs and traced the curves of her shape. He lifted her leg, moving it back towards him, securing it on his waist. Having spread her legs to expose her pussy, he held his cock to slide into her one last time. More tender in style, it was no less satisfying. His dick worked in and out of her, stretching her vagina to accommodate him. As they made love, his free hand cupped her breasts before moving to caress her clit; his thumb massaging it, his fingers roaming round it. As her breathing increased he asked her to tell him when she was ready to climax. Unable to wait any longer Maddy told him the time was now.

As her body quivered and her vagina spasmed around his shaft, he penetrated her as deep as possible, then came hard himself. He stayed inside her; the two of them out of breath with skins melded together by sweat generated from their exertions.

James' eye-lids were already heavy. The burden of being a man was the need to sleep straight after ejaculation. He held the condom firm at the base of his cock as he removed himself from Maddy. Disposing of the condom, he hurried back to bed. He saw Maddy's phone vibrating. On the verge of telling her, he saw that she was already fast asleep. Rather than wake her, James figured if it was urgent they'd contact her on the land-line. He snuggled up to Maddy, cradling her. For a time the constant buzzing of her phone irritated him, interfering with his need to sleep. Eventually though, he dropped off. For the first time in as long as he could remember, James slept soundly.

Maddy woke first on Friday morning. The weight of James against her was dream-like. The previous morning she'd forced herself to avoid his penis, but this morning she had a permit to do as she pleased. Using all her strength she rolled James onto his back. He remained fast asleep. Mischievously, she took the sheets down to his waist. The dawn was shining through her Venetian blinds, highlighting James' tan. She stroked his chest, laying her head on it, inhaling the fragrance of him and the events of the night before. Unable to resist, she sneaked a hand under the sheet towards his crotch. Her hand found his half-erect penis. She held it firmly as he moaned in his sleep.

Taking it as a sign of encouragement, she licked her palm and ran it up and down his erection, which hardened in her hands. She pulled the sheets down further to reveal the proud prick. Maddy had never been overly keen on the male anatomy but James was in a different class. Deciding to be daring, she wriggled down the bed to study his hard-on up close. Her tongue flicked over the helmet. James shivered in his sleep. Her mouth enveloped the head of his cock. She sucked it; twisting and twirling her tongue around it.

She could hear James groaning. Relaxing, she began to work his erection inch by inch into her mouth. Moving her head up and down the shaft, paying close attention to the head, James was filling her mouth.

”Maddy, what are you doing to me?” asked a tired James.

She continued her job. His hands went to the back of her head, but didn't hold her in place. He let her set the pace. Maddy knew he was excited because he filled her mouth, becoming a strain on her throat. To avoid gagging, she returned to working him with her hands.

”Do I get a chance to return the favour?” he said, giving her a lazy, sexy smile.

”Only if you want to,” she said, cupping his balls and kneading them.

James turned from Maddy's reach. He kissed her firmly on the mouth, moved down, splaying her thighs as he went. Welcoming the attention, she awaited his tongue. James' breath tantalized her clit. As had her tongue, he brushed it lightly over her nub. Her thighs involuntarily closed, but James' strong hands kept them spread. His tongue took broad strokes, pressing firmly as he hit her bud. He swirled his tongue around her clit, then licked between her lips. At her entrance, Maddy felt James' tongue. Turned on, she swore as his tongue penetrated her. Maddy had never had a man do that to her before and the feeling was indescribably sensual. She ground down, to get as much of his tongue as she could inside her. Sensitive to her needs, James planted his fingers inside her as his mouth closed and sucked on her clit. He smiled when Maddy's body shuddered as she screamed at the peak of her orgasm.

”Please take me one more time,” she begged.

Kneeling between her legs, James drove his cock into her. He lifted her ankles, keeping her legs spread enabling his length to completely fill her. James rammed himself into her, grunting with the effort. Planting his thumb back on Maddy's clit, he was rewarded with her climaxing for the second time within minutes. He stayed still inside her so his dick could enjoy the full experience of her orgasm. When her body calmed he withdrew and came himself.

”I didn't realise how multi-orgasmic you were,” he said.

”I didn't realise I was either.”

They lay together regaining their strength.

”This is a first for me,” said Maddy.

”That's sweet,” said James.

”No, I mean I'm going to be late for work. It's a first for me. I'm always punctual.”

James' eyes widened and he sprung out of bed, beating Maddy to the bathroom. Accepting defeat, Maddy lay back in bed deciding, James was worth being late for. Early morning sex was definitely the best way to start a day. She ran over everything in her mind as she waited for James to exit the shower.

As James dressed while Maddy was in the shower, he heard her phone vibrate. He remembered the persistent caller from the night before.

”Hey Maddy,” he shouted, ”your phone's ringing.”

”Is it from Mum, Geoff or work?”

James checked the face of the phone.

”No,” he called back.

”Well it can't be that urgent then,” she said, towelling her hair in the bathroom doorway.

”It was someone called Rick,” said James. ”He must be keen because he was trying to get you last night as well. Don't tell me you've got another fellow on the go?”

Maddy was poor at disguising her feelings. She was shocked. Why on earth was her ex-fiancé back in contact?

”You okay?”

James' voice intruded on her stupefied state.

”I'm fine,” she said, trying to smile.

”Who's Rick?” asked James, attempting to feign casual indifference.

She wasn't sure whether to lie or not. Maddy was habitually honest. Her experience with Rick had taught her that a relationship built on lies would never make the distance. Rick meant nothing to her, but she felt odd telling James about him. She was more worried as to how James would react, than why Rick was trying to make contact. Sticking to what she believed was best, Maddy answered truthfully.

”He's my ex-fiancé.”