Rachel at 36 was a senior NHS nurse, very intelligent, very sharp; at the top of her game. She was 5′ 6″, about 81/2 stone, slim waist, nice evenly sized chest and arse. Bobbed blond hair and blue eyes. There wasn’t much fat on her but what she’d got was in all the right places.
I’d known her for quite a few years. We used to make sweet music together — real music that is. There was no hint of sex. I was, after all, just a week older than her father.
She was aggressively single with an impressive line in rapier-like put-downs that left chat-up artistes reeling. Nevertheless, I had the feeling that she had an occasional encounter. Some days she’d have a big smile and an unmistakable air of sexual satisfaction about her.
I supposed she sometimes trawled the bars for one-off encounters but I couldn’t guess whether with males or females.
She was driving me down to the west country one Friday morning. We were performing that evening in Ilfracombe. My wife was following by train the following morning. We’d been idly chatting on the way down and had just passed the Stonehenge traffic jam. We were making excellent time so Rachel turned off towards an out-of-the-way pub for lunch.
“Alan, may I ask you a personal question?”
“I think you have ‘personal question’ rights after all these years Rachel. What do you want to know?”
“Do you and Judy still have an active sex life?”
Wow — right from the hip as usual but I didn’t see that one coming.
“Not for several years. She went off the idea completely.”
“But you still sleep together.”
“Only when we have house guests. When we’re alone I have the narrow bedroom at the back.”
“So what do you do to keep sane. Surely a man as attractive and sexy as you hasn’t given up on women yet?”
“Well — I have no… regular arrangements… but I do have the occasional moment. Where are you going with this Rachel?”
“Ah! There’s the pub.”
We had a pie and a half-pint and were sitting with a pot of tea before she gave me a clue.
“I assume you find me attractive?”
“Yes of course — you are very lovely, definitely to my taste. You’re not just fishing for compliments. What are you really asking.”
“Well — you are one of the few friends I have that hasn’t tried to get into my pants.”
“Yes — well. Not for want of wishing. But you know me better that that. I would never hit on my friends.” She raised an eyebrow. “Well certainly not without an invitation.”
“We’d better make a move. We don’t want to be late on parade.”
We travelled in silence until we reached Taunton.
“So what does Judy think of your ‘occasional moments’?”
I watched her drive for a minute or two.
“She’s never enquired.”
“And you don’t tell her.”
“I’ve not seen the need so far.”
“What would you do if she found out — do you think you could fool her.”
“I wouldn’t even try. If Judy wants to know what I’m doing she need only ask.”
“And you’d tell her?”
“I don’t really do lies. I’m not very good at them so I rarely bother. I don’t recall any significant lies that I’ve tried to get past Judy.”
“Not even little white lies?”
“Well — I do exaggerate a bit — I do have a penis.” She laughed.
“Yes. Well I’m sure she makes allowances for that — we mostly do. So why doesn’t she ask about your sex life?”
“I presume she doesn’t want to know.”
“You don’t think she’s just not noticed.”
“We both know she’s far too smart to be able to make that assumption.”
We arrived in Ilfracombe and checked into our B&B. We had two hours before the show so it was a quick shower and down to the venue to set up and sound check.
After the sound check we were in the bar having a quick pint.
“So what would you do with an invitation if you got one?.”
I knew what she was referring to.
“Rachel! Are you proposing a meaningless, casual, one-night stand?”
“Not really. I haven’t had a ‘partner’ since I was 20. That ended very badly and I seriously thought about swearing off sex for good. Trouble is, I like it. A lot.
“I’m getting a bit tired of picking up deadbeats. I can’t take them home and most of them have no idea how to make love to a woman.” She leaned closed and dropped her voice.
“What I’d like is an occasional fuck-buddy. Someone I can respect who’ll take care of my cunt and stay out of my business.” She sat back to observe my reaction.
“You are by far the best candidate that I’ve found. You are closer to being ‘one of the girls’ than any other male I’ve known — apart from my dad.
“So if you’d like to audition for the part you can call at my room tonight. It will be casual but it won’t be meaningless and I’m hoping it won’t end up being just one night.”
She sat patiently while I gazed into her baby-blue eyes for a minute.
“Rachel I would love to. Yes. Please.”
The concert went quite well and afterwards we all piled into a local pub. I stuck to virgin Marys. There’s only a limited amount of tomato juice that I can take without booze though so I turned in early. As I left Rachel caught my eye. Her expression didn’t change but I knew I was in for a long night.
I went back to the B&B, showered and cleaned my teeth. Then I sat and read for a while. Rachel’s voice was just a little too loud as she said an emphatic good night to the conductor while stood outside my door.
I waited ten minutes then opened my door. The corridor was empty and dimly lit. There was no one about. I padded along in my bare feet until I got to Rachel’s room. I didn’t want to be spotted outside her room so I took a chance and tried the door. It was unlocked. I slipped in quickly and shut the door quietly behind me.
She was sitting in a chair facing the door. She was wearing a pair of red satin briefs and a big smile. She rose and walked past me to lock the door.
Then she turned and put her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear. “I was right — you are smart enough to fuck me!”
We shared a long soft kiss. I held her shoulder blades and gently pressed her heavy breasts against my chest. I could feel her erect nipples through my thin shirt.
She broke the kiss and whispered in my ear; “I’m going to unwrap you. She pushed me gently away and I stood, relaxed, while she slowly removed my shirt and trousers. “Hmmm — commando! – Bad boy!”
She quickly shed her knickers, grabbed my cock and led me to the bed. She lay down and patted the bed beside her. I lay down beside her and pressed against her side. I laid my hand on her belly and kissed her again.
“I need to ask you some questions.” She said. “I hope you don’t mind.”
“Sure — ask away. You are a nurse after all.”
“When did you last have penetrative sex.”
“About 3 months ago.”
“Was that a regular partner or casual.”
“Casual.”
“Protected?”
“No. Bare.”
“Do you often have unprotected sex?
“Whenever I can.”
“Do you get yourself tested?”
“Yes — every 6 — 8 weeks.”
“When was the last time?”
“Last week.” She raised an eyebrow. “All clear.”
She thought for a moment. “OK. You can do me bare. You can come in my mouth or cunt but no anal today. OK?”
“Whatever you want is fine by me. I don’t mind wearing a mac if that’s what you want.”
“Oh no. I much prefer skin-to-skin.” She reached down and grabbed my cock. It was almost fully hard.
“Well this is a nice surprise! Quite a bit more than average!” Her eyes twinkled. “I’ll suck yours if you suck mine.”
“I would love to suck yours!” I said and slid down the bed. She wriggled into the middle of the bed and opened her legs.
I stood at the foot of the bed, grabbed her ankles and dragged her down the bed. She giggled. I knelt on the floor, slid my hands under her legs and held her thighs at the top.
I was starring at a beautiful plump pussy. Glistening with juice.
“You look ready to go!”
“I’ve been creaming my jeans ever since you said ‘yes’ this evening!”
I planted my lips at the top of her cleft and gave her another long kiss. I kept my lips and tongue very soft as I explored her muffin.
“Mmmm — I do love being eaten!”
“Mmff, mmf.” I said as I slid my tongue deep into her and scooped up some muffin juice. Delicious!
With the tip of my tongue I probed her clit. She squirmed a bit but didn’t pull away. Not too sensitive then. I pursed my lips around her clit and sucked gently. She gave a deep sigh and ran her fingers into my hair. I sucked in her clit and surrounding hood and licked gently at the tip.
Her fingers tightened in my hair as she groaned.
“Yesss!”
I carried on licking the tip of her clit as I rhythmically sucked on her muffin. Stopping occasionally to take a long deep lick along her slit.
It didn’t take too long. Ten minutes or so and suddenly she released her grip on my hair and grabbed a pillow. She pressed it over her mouth to muffle the scream as she shook and trembled her way through her orgasm.
I slowed as she came down and gently kissed her cunt as she finished cumming. Then she threw aside the pillow. Grabbed my hair again and tugged gently. I crawled up her body and laid on top of her. She held my head and kissed me deeply.
“That was wonderful! I haven’t cum like that in months. Would you like me to suck you off now? You can cum in my mouth if you like — I love cum.”
“You a bit sensitive still for a fuck?”
“A bit. Just give me few minutes if you want to fuck me.”
“I’ve wanted to get my cock in you since I first saw you but I can wait as long as you want.”
“Well you hid it well. Most guys just stare at my tits all the time they’re talking to me. You never did that.” She kissed me again then pushed me off. “Come on! Let me get to know that lovely cock while you’re waiting.” She shuffled down the bed and took hold of my cock. “Mmmm nice. Still hard! Can you come twice?”
“Usually.”
“Then let me suck you off. You can fuck me afterwards.”
She took me into her mouth.
She was good. She seemed to know a lot about cock. She used her lips and tongue very well. She even used her teeth a bit from time to time but always very gently. She sucked a bit but never too hard. Her timing was perfect.
I didn’t try to hold back I just went along with her. It wasn’t long ’til I was ready to come. I warned her of course, just to be polite. She hummed her assent and kept on blowing me.
I let go and shot my load in her mouth. She slowed down and pumped me gently with her lips and tongue until I was empty. She swallowed my cum with no fuss or show, cleaned my cock, then crawled up and tucked herself under my shoulder.
“That was fantastic! you’re really good at that.”
“Mmmm — my mother told me that if I could learn to give a really good blow-job I could have any man in the world. Seems she was right.”
“Really! Your mother! How old were you?”
“Just turned fifteen. I’d just lost my cherry and she thought she’d better give me a few tips. She said that a really good blow-job would save me having to fuck guys. She was trying to keep me from getting knocked up I think.”
“Did it work?”
“No! Well I didn’t get pregnant but it didn’t stop me fucking — I just loved it.”
“So how did she know you weren’t a virgin?”
“She came home early one afternoon. A friend of my father’s was deflowering me in her bed.”
“Wow what a bastard!”
“He was really very sweet. He was very gentle and he waited until I came before he shot his load into me. He’d been planning it for quite a while.”
“Really!?”
“Yes. When I was twelve and my tits were coming in he told me he’d like to be my first. I promised I’d let him know when I was ready. I was so horny that day that I rang his mobile and told him to come and get it. He was round my house in less than half an hour.”
“So what did your mother say?”
“Mum knew what was going on, I was making enough noise. And she knew who was doing it ’cause she recognised his coat and shoes in the hall. She waited until he’d finished screwing me before she let us know she was there.”
“What did she say?”
“She was a bit stern with him — I never saw him again at all. But she was very good with me. She said she’d known I was ready for sex and was going to get fucked soon. She just didn’t know it would be him. She seemed a bit sad about that — I think she may have had a thing going with him herself.”
“And that’s when she taught you how to suck cock.”
“Well not that instant, no. But she did treat me differently after that and gave me a lot of help and advice. And one of the things she told me was that semen is a bit of an acquired taste and I should acquire it as soon as possible. And since I was full of it I should make a start right then. She sent me off to the bathroom to have a bath and clean myself out but told me to make sure to have a taste first.”
“You did?”
“Oh yes — and I’ve never looked back. There’s nothing quite so intimate as oral sex. I love feeling a nice cock shooting into my mouth and I really love cum.”
All this revelation was getting my cock interested again and I was thinking of fucking her myself.
“You can sleep with me if you like. Then you can fuck me again in the morning.”
“I think I’d better sleep in my own bed tonight. I don’t know how talkative the maids are.”
“When are you expecting Judy?”
“About lunch time.”
“I could come and sleep with you.”
“That would be lovely but it’s a twin room — there’s not much room in the bed.”
“Well We’ll have to snuggle up then! I’m game if you are.”
“Sounds like a plan!”
“Come on. Let’s go now. I can see you’re getting ready to fuck my brains out so let’s do it in your bed. This one’s already messed up so the maids won’t wonder where I was.”
I snuck out first and waited nervously for her to join me. It seemed like ages before she opened my door and padded in.
As I closed the door she was already half out of her clothes. I was naked a few seconds later and we jumped into bed.
She stripped off the bedding and rolled onto her back — legs up and wide.
I was almost fully hard as I knelt between her thighs. I pumped my cock a couple of time then stroked the tip up and down her very wet slit a few times.
“Shove it in me!”
I pressed forward and sank my cock balls-deep in her hot little snatch.
“Oh yes! I love it! It’s a lovely cock!”
I started to fuck her with firm full length strokes — not fast and not too hard.
“Oh that’s lovely! God I love being fucked!”
“Just let me know what you need lover.”
“I’m counting on you! Just remember — I don’t need to be able to walk until breakfast!”
I pulled her right leg straight and swung my left knee over the top. I pushed her left knee up to her tit and hit her hard with a string of fast bunny thrusts.
“Whoa! That’s deep!”
“Too deep?”
“No! Keep doing that!”
I leaned forward, pressing her thigh against her tit and kissed her gently on the lips. I kept thrusting into her. In this position my pelvis was constantly in contact with her clit.
I hugged and snogged her while my hips just kept on pounding away at her cunt. She wrapped her arms around my neck and mashed her lips into mine.
Her hips began to gyrate and buck — she was going to cum and it was going to be big.
Suddenly she tried to free her mouth while her cunt started to spasm on my cock.
I let her up but grabbed a pillow in case she went for another primal scream.
“Cum in me!”
I let go and shot wad after wad of the good stuff up her cunt as she shook her way to completion.
I shoved fully inside her and collapsed across her. My cock was twitching as I dribbled out a few last drops.
She held me tight and started to cry quietly.
I was a bit taken aback by her response. I heaved myself off her and kissed away her tears. “I’m so sorry Rachel. Did I hurt you?”
She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me hard.
“That was the best sex I’ve ever had. I wish now that I’d had you years ago.”
“Well that would have been unlikely really.”
“I could have — you wouldn’t have been able to resist me.”
“That’s probably true!”
“You really are a great fuck! What was that position? I’ve never had it before. You were really deep.”
“It’s a version of the ‘seventh posture’ from the Perfumed Garden. It’s supposed to be difficult but it’s not really.”
“Well you can do that to me anytime you want!”
“I’ll do my best…”
“I’m full of cum. Would you like to suck it out of me and snog me with it?”
I fell asleep with her laying on my chest and our mixed cum on my lips. I awoke with her mouth on my cock and her wet cunt hovering over my nose. I happily tucked into my breakfast muffin.
Over breakfast I gave her the number for my shagging phone and a week later I had a text from her. It just said “fuck me soon lover”. Seems I had a girlfriend again after all these years — who’d have expected that!