Victorias Pleasure
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Since the evening that I first set eyes on Victoria, and the explosive night that followed, we had seen each other quite a few times. My work still took me away quite a bit but, like most people, I prefer to come home rather than live out of a suitcase, so I came back to my house whenever possible.
After the conference at which we had first met, Vicky and I had made no actual plans to meet again – we could both feel comfortable with having had a one-nighter – but I quite often went into West Quay to browse the shops and it wasn’t long at all before I bumped into her again. We were instantly at ease with each other and both liked the idea of having dinner.
We went to the new Greek restaurant in West Quay, overlooking the city walls and, above them, the row of houses in which I lived. It was, I suppose, inevitable that we would end up there and that we would quickly find ourselves in bed again. No handcuffs or blindfolds this time, but very satisfying and gratifying love-making and an embracing night’s sleep entwined in each other's arms.
After that we began to meet up more often; I would text her when I was going to be coming home and, if she was available, we’d go out to a see a film or have dinner somewhere and she would stay the night with me. We had made no actual commitment to each other, nor had we requested any exclusivity, but in fact, we were becoming quite attached to each other and I suspect that I was not the only one having the thought that I might – just might - have met “The” one.
One day, about four months after we had met, I was in Southampton’s dock area conducting a talk to the management of one of the cruise lines whose ships regularly brought a very welcome boost to the city’s economy. My text alert went as we were finishing and I admit I felt a little stirring in my heart (and not only my heart, either) as I saw Victoria’s name on my phone. The text was brief:
“You around this afternoon, by any chance?”
I confirmed that I was and Vicky asked me to meet her for a coffee in the open plan coffee area outside John Lewis. I arrived a few minutes earlier than our agreed time and I settled down with a cappuccino, choosing a seat with a clear view of the store’s entrance. I soon saw Victoria emerging. She was, as usual, dressed smartly and elegantly in her business suit. I could not help speculating about whether or not she had the red and white Ann Summers lingerie on underneath… the stirring returned.
However, before I could dwell on it any further Vicky was approaching and I suddenly realised she was not alone. She was accompanied by another pretty girl. She looked a few years younger than Vicky; she was more casually dressed too, and had blonde hair in tight curls as opposed to Vicky’s brunette ponytail. She reminded me a little of a young version of the historian that I’d seen a lot on television… Suzannah someone or other.
Victoria smiled and kissed me briefly but warmly on my mouth.
“Thanks for coming, darling. I thought you might like to meet my sister, Adele.”
I was surprised that they were sisters – they were quite dissimilar, though both pretty – but I turned to Adele and gave her a brief peck on the cheek which she returned, though she seemed a little shy, a bit overawed, somehow.
“Lovely to meet you, Adele. I’ll get coffees for you both.”
We sat down with the coffees and I turned to Adele.
“Victoria didn’t tell me she had a sister… let alone a pretty one like you,” I said playfully.
Adele flushed a little and looked down. Victoria came to her rescue.
“It is Adele’s eighteenth today and I said I would show her around the shops here so she can update her wardrobe. She’s here until lunchtime tomorrow. As soon as we finish our coffees we are going to hit Monsoon and New Look but I thought maybe the three of us could meet up for a pizza later?”
I smiled warmly.
“That’s a great idea – why don’t you meet me at Zizzi at, say, six? You don’t need to go back to your house tonight – stay at mine. Then you’ll be in pole position to resume your retail therapy later.”
The two girls agreed readily, although Adele still seemed quite reserved. We all finished the coffee and prepared to go our separate ways for a few hours. I gave Vicky a goodbye hug and whispered in her ear as I did so.
“I’ll make up the spare room. It has two singles in there if you think it will be more appropriate.”
Victoria was non-committal. “See you at six," she said.
The two girls smiled at me and I saw them walk away. Adele seemed quite animated as they did so, seeming to chat quite excitedly to Vicky. I wondered why she’d been so quiet while I was there. Still, it would be nice to spend the night with Vicky there again…I hoped she would opt for my bed rather than the spare single. The stirring might be quite a problem otherwise, I pondered as I made my way to the Apple store to see the latest that they had to offer before I went home to attend to the spare room.
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The pizzas were superb and the conversation entertaining. Vicky and I were really getting very comfortable with each other and Adele seemed to have relaxed a little, though she was far from ebullient. She was a nice girl and good to talk to, despite the continuing reservations. As we were preparing to leave Adele went to visit the toilet.
Vicky took the opportunity to talk to me. She explained that after she had been born, her mother had a few difficulties and was told she might not be able to conceive again. They wanted another child so took the decision to adopt. Adele had been just six months old when she joined the family.
“The fact that she is adopted is irrelevant,” Vicky softly went on, “I love her as much as I could love any sister and we are as close as we could be. But the fact that she is adopted has affected her confidence with other people, somehow, until she gets used to them."
The three of us went out in the gathering dusk and climbed up the nearby steps to the row of houses. As we entered, I said I would put Adele’s coat in the spare room then I’d fetch some drinks. Adele had declined wine in the restaurant but I said a glass or two would do no harm now. I jokingly pointed out that she might as well enjoy the benefits of being eighteen.
I put her coat on the bed. Then from the kitchen, I fetched a bottle and three glasses; to my surprise, when I went into the lounge Victoria was standing with her coat on. She was concluding a discussion with a flushed-looking Adele. As I walked back into the room, I caught the tail-end of Victoria and Adele’s girly conversation. I overheard Victoria say, “Stop worrying – it will be fine.”
Victoria took me by the elbow and led me back out of the room.
Out in the hall, she kissed me and gave me a big hug.
“You won’t need the third glass, darling – nor the spare room."
I gave her a puzzled, questioning look. Victoria picked up her silky scarf from the hall table and put it on, then picked up her handbag. It was really very clear that she was about to leave. She seemed to hesitate before she carried on.
“Look, darling, Adele is a gorgeous looking girl, you can see that. She is bright too. But this confidence thing is getting to her. I’m not sure she has even kissed a guy yet.”
I raise my eyebrows in surprise as Victoria continued. “I told her about you… and about our first night together."
My eyebrows almost hit the ceiling this time.
“She was just gobsmacked,” Victoria carried on, “And it got me thinking.”
I was beginning to get a notion of where this was heading and Victoria soon confirmed that I was right.
“I told her I was going to give her the best birthday present she ever imagined…and that is where you come into it. I want you to seduce Adele. Make love to her and give her first orgasm. It’s her first time, so it has to right.”
Victoria had always complimented me on my creative lovemaking skills. She made it perfectly clear that Adele wanted to lose her virginity but made it clear that she didn’t mean with handcuffs or blindfolds. This had to be pure, sensual, erotic seduction.
“I told Adele I’d arrange the best for her, darling,” she purred to me, “And you, my love, are the best. See you in the morning.”
With that Victoria walked out and shut the front door behind her. A few seconds later a scribbled note was pushed through the letterbox. I read the brief message.
“I’ve put Adele on the pill. PTO.”
I turned it over and read the other side.
“Oh, did I say I love you? Because I do.”
Still stunned, I returned to the lounge. Adele looked at me questioningly, nervously, but with excited, sparkling eyes. She looked compellingly lovely. The very thought of bringing this beautiful young woman to her first orgasm excited me beyond belief, but Adele was nervous, it was clear.
I poured two flutes of Champagne, and passed one to Adele. She took it and took a surprisingly big gulp. Raising our glasses, we clinked them together and I went to propose a toast, but found myself struggling to know what to say. “Well, here we are!” I eventually managed.
Adele giggled and took another sip. “Yes, here we are,” she smiled looking up at me over the rim of the glass. We touched glasses again and I smiled at her, sensing a slight relaxation of Adele’s nerves.
I completed the toast – “To a rather special evening.”
I took her glass and put it on the coffee table. Then I took her hand and planted a delicate kiss on the back of it, before turning it over and kissing the inside of her wrist. Adele shivered with delight as I did so.
Moving closer I could hear her breathing hard in her chest. Leaning forward, centimetres from her lips, her hot sweet breath filled my nostrils. I kissed her gently on the lips. Then I pulled back a few inches and studied her closely. Her curls of blonde hair had a soft lustre, her skin was flawless and tinged with a faint flush which might have been excitement, arousal or nerves, her lips were parted very slightly after the kiss and her eyes sparkled. She was indeed, very beautiful.
Holding her there I spoke softly to her.
“Adele, do you really want this? We don’t have to do it, you know, if you’re not sure.
Adele didn’t speak for a moment but then she put her hand to the back of my head and kissed me – not just a peck this time but a proper kiss. I tentatively touched her lips with my tongue and her mouth opened. We kissed warmly, sexily, but not yet passionately, before she pulled back from me and looked at me again. I waited for a few seconds.
“Yes, Ryan, I want to do it. I want it very much,” she whispered. “It’s just that…”
Adele’s whisper tailed off and I finished off for her. “It’s just that you’re nervous and don’t know what to do?”
Adele nodded shyly. “Yes – but I’d like to learn.”
I smiled and took her hands.
“Tell you what,” I said, “I ought to freshen up. Why don’t you join me?”
Again, Adele nodded shyly.
“Come on, then,” I said quietly and I led her into the bathroom.
I turned the shower on then turned to Adele. Slowly, my eyes fixed on hers, I undid the buttons on her blouse. When I’d done them all I gently slipped it off her shoulders. Underneath, she was wearing a brief, white bra with peach coloured edging. Her full breasts filled it very beguilingly and I could see her nipples were indenting the silky material. I eyed her appreciatively and Adele seemed to read my mind.
“Vicky bought them for me from Ann Summers this afternoon – she said you’d like them."
“Them?”
Adele hesitated for a moment then undid her skirt and skid it off to reveal the matching, oh-so-brief, panties. I gazed at her again. “Vicky was right.”
Keeping my eyes locked on hers I took my shirt off and then, as Adele looked down to appraise my body, I removed my trousers and socks. We now stood there in only our underwear. My erection was beginning to tent my pants and Adele looked at it. As she looked, I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and pulled them down. My prick now sprang out and her eyes widened a little. It was, I guessed, the first one she’d ever seen.
As I stood there watching, Adele seemed to come to a decision. She reached back and unclipped her bra. As she dropped it onto the floor I realised just how young and lush her breasts were – her unblemished skin was like porcelain and her nipples were swollen with arousal. Swiftly she pulled the silky panties down and off.
Standing naked before me was this stunning, fair-skinned English Rose with a faint flush to her cheeks. I smiled at her, I stepped into the shower cubical and beckoned her to join me.
She joined me under the shower and I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close and kissing her in the cascade. Warm water caressed our bodies, a pleasant stinging sensation as the powerful jets ran down our flesh.
Her nipples grew harder as the water impinged her breasts. A rosy hue formed on her upper chest, as her cheeks grew crimson. With water coursing down her back, I reached for the body wash. Lathering my hands I reached to soap her shoulders and back. I could feel the tension in her shoulders disappearing as I gently massaged her. I allowed my hands to wander over her shoulders and onto her upper chest.
Moving my hand across her body I trailed a soapy trail to her breasts. First cradling her left breast, then grazing my thumb over her right breast before squeezing then both together. As I let my thumb drift over her slippery nipple, Adele shuddered. She leaned back onto my erection as I soaped her breasts. Gently pinching her slippery nipples, she squirmed and pushed her shapely bottom hard against my manhood. My cock grew hard as it slipped between her thighs.
Nuzzling her ear, I reached down to her trimmed blond curls above her pussy and smoothed the fragrant lather around her sex. Adele winced as I spread the slippery bubbles into the folds of her special place. I didn’t penetrate her… it wasn’t the time for that yet. Nevertheless, her chest heaved with arousal as I slipped around and over her most intimate place... never, until now, near to another person.
My heart was racing, the familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach told me I had to stop.
We rinsed off and I led Adele out of the shower and draped a large bath sheet around her. She wrapped it around herself as we dried ourselves. I took a second towel then pulled Adele close to me again. We kissed gently but deeply and Adele let out a soft sigh of contentment. I broke the embrace and looked at her.
“I always find Champagne tastes better in comfortable surroundings, don’t you?” I whispered.
With that, I took Adele’s hand and we fetched or drinks from the lounge and I guided her into the bedroom. Standing by the bed I set the glasses down then gently unwrapped the towel from her; Adele got the hint and pulled mine from me. We stood there naked and I kissed her.
“Don’t be nervous, Adele. I promise you, you will remember this night… as will I.”
With that, I gently guided this stunningly beautiful young girl backwards to the bed and she lay down, shifting over so I could lie beside her. My erection was full and rigid now. I rolled onto my side and kissed her again. My hand cupped her soft, full breast and I squeezed gently. I broke from the kiss and slowly, gently, kissed my way down her face to her neck. Again, she sighed as I did so and I continued the kisses down to her breast.
When I sucked her nipple between my lips the sigh got deeper and I felt her shift her body a little, and her legs opened a fraction. I concentrated on each nipple in turn and my hand brushed across her tummy and down to her slight covering of blonde pubic curls. With the very tip of my finger, I traced the course of her vaginal opening. The sigh turned into a low moan as the fingers went just a little further in and I ran them to and from along her slit, moisture very evident within.
I felt her legs nudge open a little more and her hand found my now rock-hard erection… she circled her hand around it and slowly began to stroke it. I gently pushed my fingers into her pussy and she gasped, then again as I located her inexperienced clit. Her grip on my member increased as I circled her most sensitive place.
I gently rolled over so I was above her, propping my body just above hers. She still had hold of my hard penis and she looked intently at me as she, unprompted, positioned the head at her pussy entrance.
“Please,” Adele whispered. “Please make love to me like my sister told me you would.”
I kissed her again, gently, pushed forward and slid my cock slowly into her tight, virginal hole. There was a moment’s resistance and Adele winced silently, then I slid fully inside her.
Adel sighed deeply. “Thank you,” she whispered, “At last."
I slowly began rhythmic strokes, relishing the slippery, silky tightness of her love passage as I slipped in and out of her pussy. I felt Adele’s legs encircle my back as she pulled me in. I pumped in and out a bit more urgently. For ten minutes I made love to this gorgeous young woman. I kissed her deeply. Her fingernails gently raked my back. She arched her back to enable me to penetrate her more deeply.
Suddenly her chest began to heave and she scratched my back harder…she cried out softly and her body clenched as her orgasm overwhelmed her like a tidal wave. As she gripped my hard prick inside her I felt myself lose control and I pumped jet after jet of my seed inside her vagina. Adele cried out in wonderment and fulfilment as my sperm filled her. Then we subsided from the heights of our climax and lay, entwined, breathless, sated. Adele snuggled into me and fell into a deep, satisfied sleep… and I was happy to do the same.
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I woke with early morning light shining through the windows. I could hear the sound of deliveries taking place into the restaurants at West Quay, so it must still be very early…maybe 5.30 or so. I glanced down at Adele. She was heavenly… I looked at her, peaceful, the morning sunlight catching the fair, tousled curls of hair. She stirred and smiled at me. I rolled on top of her and we made love again… gentle, satisfying love this time. She sighed deeply as she approached orgasm and then gasped as she achieved it. My own followed a few moments later and one again Adele slipped into sleep, arm draped over me.
I lay there for an hour, enjoying the luxury of the opportunity to listen to the sounds of the outside world whilst this beautiful girl lay sleeping beside me…a girl a few hours ago, but now a young woman.
In due course, I gently disentangled myself and slipped out of the bed. Adele remained in the land of sweet dreams as I donned my dressing gown, went into the kitchen and had a glass of chilled grapefruit juice, then opened the curtains and watched workers and early customers making their way into West Quay.
Twenty minutes later I glanced back into the bedroom. Adele was still in bed but she was awake. She sensed my presence at the door and looked at me, unspeaking. I pushed the door open and looked down at her. Adele pointedly pulled the bedding away from herself and lay there, naked and delectable and I felt my cock react underneath the dressing gown. Adele languidly raised her arms up and put them behind her head. Her body language was unmistakable. No words were required.
I slowly loosened my gown and it fell to the floor. Adele looked at my now fully engorged member. Without speaking - we had still exchanged no words since we first made love the previous evening - she rolled over and got on her knees, keeping her head and shoulders down and her bottom high. She wiggled her backside a little in case I hadn’t got the hint. It crossed my mind that Victoria had really briefed her little sister!
I got on the bed behind Adele and parted her thighs a little. Her sex was glistening as I positioned myself. I pulled her wrists behind her back and held them in place with one hand as I purposely slid into her. With my other hand, I reached round and firmly squeezed her breast then her nipple. Adele gasped and thrust back at me as I penetrated her. This was not the gentle, considerate introduction to love-making for a nervous virgin – this was the urgent fucking that two people both craved.
I pounded into Adele, her hands held behind her and my other hand mauling her flushed, full breasts. As I entered her each time she breathlessly gasped an, “Oh,” and I thrust into her harder and harder. I let go of her breast and pushed her shoulders down further as I felt my prick swelling… she sensed my increased urgency and pushed back harder. As I reached the point of no return Adele cried out, “Oh my God…” and her body spasmed in orgasm as I spurted jet after jet into her pussy.
I collapsed on top of her and we lay there panting. I kissed her and said, “Good morning.”
Adele hugged me tightly and giggled. “I suppose you need another shower now,” she chuckled.
We emerged from the shower half an hour later. As we did so the doorbell rang. I knew who it was from the silhouette in the frosted glass so didn’t bother to cover up, other than the towel around my waste. I opened the door.
Victoria was as beautiful, elegant and classy as ever. My heart lurched as I looked at her. She kissed me briefly on the lips. “I bring croissants and coffees,” she smiled.
We went into the kitchen and reached up to get some plates, still wrapped in my towel. I was unsure quite what to say, but Victoria saved me. She ran her fingers gently over the scratches on my back then laughed gently.
“Looks like it was a success! Thank you, darling,” she said, smiling.
I turned around to face her. “Vicky, what you said on that note…”
“About her being on the pill?” she asked, teasingly.
“No,” I replied, “The other thing.”
“About my loving you?” Adele asked softly. “Is that alright? Because I think I do.”
“Oh yes, it’s alright, Vicky," I replied quietly, “Because I love you too.”
We kissed deeply until we were interrupted by a voice behind us.
“Can I smell coffee?” said Adele sweetly.
She walked over and hugged both of us.
“Thank you, sis,” she said. “Thank you so, so much. He was a perfect teacher.”
Victoria released me and gave her sister an embracing hug.
“Were you alright?” she asked anxiously. “Did you enjoy it?"
“Yes, I was, and oh my god, yes, I did.”
“Good,” said Victoria. “I’m so glad it all worked out, I really am. But remember it was only a loan – I’m having him back now.”
We all laughed easily and sat around the table and opened the bag of croissants.
“We need to go back over to the shops in a minute, Vicky,” said Adele. “A bit of quality sister-time. We don’t want my future brother-in-law cramping our style, do we now?”
Victoria and I looked at each other and smiled.
“No, of course, you don’t,” I said. “Future brothers-in-law must know their place.”
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