Pauline’s Trip To England Part Three [Complete]00:16 May 30 2011
Times Read: 845
*For Mature Readers
A long-awaited trip to England and a friend bring fulfillment…
Part Three
"The bed is very comfortable," she said, looking around... and then into his eyes... "Come and sit here with me" she invited him with a smile.
The sun fell into the room and, Nicholas looked to where she’d patted the bed to her left.
Although nervous himself, Nicholas, or Nicky as his Mother had called him, knew in his gut that Pauline felt much as he did. And, he was curious, ‘was her mouth as dry?’
‘Heck’, he mused, ‘she’s come so far and, taken the initiative.’
Nicholas elected to follow her lead.
He sat by her side and looking at her he asked... "Why’d you decide to come to see me all of a sudden? I never imagined you could just do it..."
"Because I needed a vacation, desperately... and the only way to get away from my job was traveling abroad... " She said.
"And why you contacted that NGO?” He quizzed, “you want to leave the embassy? What happened with you there?" he wanted to know...
"I am tired... tired of being mistreated and I suppose that it's time to change. The NGO thing was just accidental,” she answered, crossing her legs again, letting the skirt rise up a little...
With a quick glance in her direction, it was something that Nicholas did not miss. And briefly, he wondered whether Pauline would object, if he slid his hand up her skirt.
Yet, he sat with his hands on his knees, and then turned to look at her; her lips looked good, full and inviting and, he wanted to kiss her.
They had shared much; email, audio messages and, of late, short video’s, from one to the other, some of a most intimate nature and Pauline blushed easily, now that she could match the sweet face to the guy in the videos she received.
Pauline wanted something, but didn’t know how to get it... and she doesn't want to intimidate her fellow so... she hoped he would realize and…
"For a while, I thought that you were running away from something... or somebody" he said to her with a grin.
"Well, smarty pants...” she retorted with a light grin of her own, “part of my decision was made because of that... my boss was the worst..." she told him emphatically.
There was quiet a moment, then Pauline added, "So if I get the other job, I will leave the embassy with no regrets..."
“Really?” He asked curiously. There was so much said and, so much left unsaid.
He looked at her, almost trembling with need and gently caressed her left cheek with his right hand, as Pauline watched his hand, thankful he’d finally reached out.
There was a moment of shared need felt between them. Yet, Nicholas didn’t want to disappoint her: She had come so far and, they knew each other so well… And, looking deep into her eyes, he brought his left hand to her right cheek and holding her face, he leant in toward her and, their lips met.
And, Pauline melted in his arms, as Nicholas drew her to him, her lips opening to accept his tongue, as his hands roamed from her face to her shoulders, then down her back to her full buttocks, that he ached to see naked.
Momentarily they parted, and he held her face once more, his eyes looking to see if her need met his. Concluding that that it did, Nicholas looked into her eyes, while Pauline looked down as he rested his right hand on her right knee.
She watched as she hand drifted up, beneath her skirt and between her warm thighs. And, Pauline sighed, this was what she’d sought, his touch.
She trembled a little, as he held her and kissed her, his right hand now where her heated sex told him what he wanted to know, Pauline wanted him.
Her lips parted for his tongue, as her thigh’s parted, to ensure he had access, to ease the gusset of her panties aside.
She was moist with need and, closed her eyes, as eager fingers entered her liquid warmth and their tongues dueled together, as their restrained passions came to the fore.
And, Pauline clasped him in her arms, holding him tight, as his fingers slid back and forth, her heart rate increasing, to match her lust for the moment; a moment that she had wanted for so-long.
Suddenly, he pulled himself from her embrace, his fingers still deep inside her. And, she opened her eyes, as Nicholas looked at her, with a smile playing on his lips.
“This what you want Pau?” He teased, the tip of his middle-finger wriggling a little, finding a place within, that sent ripples through her body.
“Oh God yes!” she snapped, “I do want this. I want this and, more much more…”
And, she did.
Nicholas had awakened that which she had kept hidden since they had met at the airport; she wanted him, badly.
“Then stand,” he instructed, drawing his fingers from her, leaving her feeling empty and with a need, to be filled once more, with more than just his fingers.
“Stand?” She queried, an eyebrow arched.
“Uh huh,” he muttered, “the skirts too tight.”
He meant, to add ‘for me to get my fingers deeper inside you’, but didn’t need to.
Pauline had thought earlier that the skirt was tight, but knew that from the back, she looked good in it. ‘But, if he wants me to remove it, then we’re going further…” Pauline considered, as she did exactly as he had instructed.
She stood before him, reaching behind, to unzip the unclasp the skirt, prior to easing it over her hips and derriere, watching the smile widen on Nicholas’s face, as she did so.
Finally, she stood before him, both hands held nervously over the front of her burgundy panties, thigh flesh heightened by the suspender straps that hung down to her rear-seam stockings and Nicholas gulped a little, as he reached out.
“Oh yes,” he murmured, “That’s nice Pau… Now, turn round.”
She turned as bid and, didn’t mind being told what to do, for a change.
“Oh they look good on you,” he told her Pauline, as held her hips and placed his face against the soft burgundy material; her soft buttock-flesh surrounding his face.
He briefly kissed her skin then sat back onto his haunches and told Pauline, “Turn back round.” Again, she did as instructed, tremulous with desire for his further touch.
And, her anticipation was confirmed, as his fingers idly traced her belly, then idled very slowly downward.
Nicholas looked up, while she watched what he did.
He took hold of the sides of her panties: “They’ll looks much better lying on the floor…” Nicholas added with a grin, as he edged them over her hips, then down her thighs.
As he eased them down her shapely legs, he knelt, to help her out of them, with his face inches from her trimmed pubis.
And, as Pauline rested her hand on his shoulders for balance, Nicholas lifted one leg then the other, as he helped her from her dampened panties.
She kept her hands there for balance, as he pressed his face between her thighs, his tongue licking up and through her lips, as he tasted her, liking what he’d found.
She groaned, eyes closing, as he held her thigh flesh, lapping at her, as if she were the finest ice-cream at the bottom of the bowl: and to him, it was.
“Oh yes,” she murmured as his teeth gently eased by her clitoral hood and his avid tongue flicked at the nubbin of blood-engorged flesh, “don’t… don’t stop.”
Yet… he did.
Nicholas looked up, as se stared down, her disappointment evident on her face.
“You taste good,” he told her. “But…” He stood: “I want more than the taste of you…”
“Then what to do you want?” Pauline asked teasingly, quite sure that knew what his answer might be.
“What do I want?” He quizzed, standing and taking her hands.
“I want all of you…” Nicholas told her, drawing her back down to the bed, his fight hand already between her thighs, that she raised and opened, in open invitation.
“All of me?” Pauline asked unnecessarily, as his fingers easily entered her once more and, they kissed, conscious of the fact that she was able to taste herself on his lips.
His long fingers moving inside her gave the most incredible pleasure; and with fluttering lashes Pauline looked at him while her fumbling hands dealt with the buttons on her blouse, then played with her bra cups, folding them to reveal her round and firm breasts, her nipples erect and her fingers toying with them, as he bent over to kiss her lips once more and she returned the kiss eagerly...
Her left hand was now looking for her sex, she needed to finger herself a bit, in front of him, knowing that he was watching every move. She closed her eyes when her finger found her clitoris. Having teased back her clitoral hood, Pauline started rubbing her nubbin of flesh, while enjoying Nicholas' fingers penetrating her...
Her back arched when she felt it coming; the wave of pleasure made her moan loudly, her head tossing back and forth.
Nicholas kept on moving his fingers inside her while his other hand fought his zipper... his hardness was fighting to come out... soon his hand was replaced by his firm penis which she received more than willingly, still feeling those waves pf pleasure, as they receding slowly and, he penetrated her deep and hard.
The head of the shaft slowly parting her well-lubricated petals, she gasped as he eased into her welcoming warmth.
"Oh yes, Nick... yes... " She whispered in his ear... 'More... harder... "
Nicholas lay over her his hands either side of her, supporting himself, as she took hold of his tumescent flesh, directing it where she wanted him.
Once half the length was inside her, he paused a moment, allowing Pauline to get used to the sensation, then lowered himself to his lower arms, leaving his lips mere inches from hers.
He slowly eased his way into her, those last few inches and, Pauline wrapped her arms round his neck, drawing his face to hers and, their lips met.
His hips slowly rose and fell and, their tongues dueled together, as their lust rose further still. Then he lifted himself on his arms once more, to look down, as Pauline as she closed her eyes, a wide smile on her face as she accommodated his full length.
With each thrust into her, Pauline grunted, her pleasure evident to Nicholas; and she clasped each of his buttocks, in an effort to draw him further into her, as the sound of their love-making filled the small room.
And their kisses continued, as his thrusts became faster, her hands roving over his flesh, fingers teasing, between his buttocks.
Soon he found a rhythm that suited them both, as he continued to thrust in and out of her heated sex and her eyes suddenly opened wide, as Pauline clutched him tight with her thighs, wrapped her legs round his lower back, crossing her ankles, the heels of her shoes digging into his back.
Nicholas didn’t mind a little pain and quite liked it, this time.
And as his hips rose and fell, with a trembling in his thigh’s announcing the onset of his climax, Nicholas found her lips once more and, they kissed, long and hard.
She knew he would climax, soon.
His pubic bone ground ‘gainst hers, as Nicholas held her, reveling in the feel of her body, her remaining clothes an accompaniment, rather than a hindrance.
There was a grunt from Nicholas, as the trembling of his thighs announced the onset of his orgasm.
Pauline suddenly opened her eyes wide, hanging onto his shoulders, as he gave one final thrust, as Pauline used her muscles down below, clutching his hard shaft tight.
“Oh my,” he cried, enjoying the sensation, as she continued to hold him, whispering in his ear, “Just let go, I want to enjoy this…”
And, they continued to kiss, as Nicholas delivered his gift, shooting his gift deep within.
His orgasm found through physical fulfillment, triggered Pauline’s own satisfaction.
And, from within, a ball of electricity blew up and expanded fast, through her limbs,
Her legs fell from his back, as Pauline sagged beneath Nicholas, lying sated, her head upon the pillow, tousled her all around damped from their exertions.
And, as she relaxed, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
“’kay?” Nicholas whispered, stroking her forehead with his right hand. Then he leant forward and briefly kissed her lower lip,
“Oh yes,” she sighed, as he began to suckle her left nipple. “I feel good.”
And she did feel good, Pauline considered, wrapping her hand in his hair, as Nicholas lathed her nipple-flesh with an eager tongue; his breathe and touch so tender on her flesh, causing Goosebumps to rise and little waves of pleasure to ripple within her breasts.
Finally, much to her disappointment, he stopped.
He tilted her face to his with gentle fingers and kissed her lips softly.
Then drawing away, Nicholas rolled onto his left side.
“So, how long are you staying again?” He queried, running his right hand over her sweat shined belly.
Pauline turned to look at Nicholas, her left hand idly playing with his now-flaccid manhood, leaking the remains of his emission.
“Long enough for you to go again…” Pauline teased.
Nicholas grinned.
“I didn’t mean, stay in this room, I meant England…” He responded.
She grinned in return, fingers already teasing his shaft back into hardness: “Oh, I know what you meant Nicholas,” she told him with a smile, “but, I do know what I want.”
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