Happy Families
It was pretty surreal, me sitting drinking whisky with George. I don't know if he suspected his wife was unfaithful but I did. You see for the past six months I'd been banging her at least once a week, sometimes twice. To say I was banging her would be wrong. We made love, lots of love.
Now Lilly was pregnant and I was convinced it was mine. truthfully more than convinced, I knew for sure I was going to be a father George called me over to celebrate while his wife was out at her mother's.
"John I just have to tell someone and you being my best friend it had to be you."
"I knew before he said it.
"Lilly's pregnant, we are going to have a baby."
My face lit up and I hoped I looked surprised. We touched glasses and downed the scotch. George filled our glasses and we talked some more.
"We've tried for so long I was almost giving up hope of ever being a father and now this. We went to one of those fertility clinics. They told me I had a low sperm count and it would be difficult. Of course they gave me advice that might help. Vitamins, loose underwear, fresh air and exercise. You know the kind of thing. I didn't tell him I'd never heard of any of it. I was one of the lucky ones."
I didn't say much, me having everything to hide. Any hint of my involvement with Lilly and that would be the end of a great friendship. Yes, yes, your all thinking why if our friendship was so important and why was I shagging his wife? You see Lilly was my first love.
I'll start at the very beginning. me. I'm John Henry Clark, company accountant with a firm of high street retailers. I won't say which as it'll be obvious to anyone who knows me and is reading this. I'm 29, married and have been for six years to the lovely Racheal. We have two girls, Olivia who's four and April, who's just turned one.
George and I had been friends from junior school. We liked the same things and were always together. We did well in school and both went to university. Not the same one and that was one of the reasons we drifted apart for a time. We'd both had girlfriends in the days when boys and girls find out about sex and love and all that kind of things. Not sure about George but I never went 'all the way'. That was until I left home.
I met Lilly Masters when we were at university. it was my second year and I remember it well. We were in the student union bar. It was a group of my friends with a group of hers. we got talking and we went on talking. We talked so much we agreed to meet up. Well it wasn't long before we were in bed and I got my first shag. I remember it like it was yesterday.We met in the canteen that Saturday lunch time.I had a sandwich and she had a salad. She said her room mate was away for the weekend and did I want to come back with her. Silly question, yes, yes and yes again.
She touched my leg and smiled. My cock was trapped in my jeans, a solid lump of granite strapped to the side of my legs. She asked me if I'd had sex before. I shook my head. She said it would be her first time. That got me worried as I was hoping at least one of us would have gone through deflowersing.
"You know I've had my eye on you," she said kissing me on the cheek. I must have looked puzzled. "You and me doing this together."
The snared rabbit was led off in some discomfort I might add. You tried walking with an erection down the trouser leg? None too soon we got to her room.
"We better have these off first or you will do your self an injury and be no use to me or you."
I stood as she helped me off with my shoes. She undid my jeans and pulled them and my boxers down. She kissed the end of my cock.
"That's very nice. Am I supposed to suck you?"
"You don't have to."
I could see she wasn't too keen and helped her up. I stood naked and we shared out first real kiss while she stoked my cock.
"Help me undress," she said.
My eyes were on her's as I pulled the t-shirt over her head. I reached around and undid the clasp on her bra.
"You can look if you want." I looked down as her bra was dropped on the floor. "You're supposed to touch my tits and if you want kiss my nipples. But not to long as you have to peel away the rest of me."
It felt so good having my lips on her nipples. I tongued the hard nibs and she moaned. Her hands were in my hair as I went lower and undid her jeans. She moved her feet as she slipped off her shoes. I pulled down her jeans and she lifted one leg then the other to free herself. There I was facing her panty covered crotch. I could see a little wet patch between her legs. She smelled divine and I could feel my cock throbbing. I wanted this, I needed this. She was mine and I was gong to do my very best to satisfy her.
There it was, her slit. her darker inner lips protruding. And over her mound her pubic hair shaped in a delicate heart. I kissed her slit. My tongue flicked out and tasted her for the first time. I stood and we kissed. Now there was nothing between us except her hand holding my throbbing cock. She pulled away and still holding me drew me to the bed. She pulled the covers back and climbed on. I was a tight squeeze on a single bed.
We lay face to face her hand stoking my cock, mine on her mound while we kissed. "You do cunnilingus?"
"Love it." I said only ever having done it once.
She smiled. I knew enough not to charge down and get a mouth full of pussy. Trying my hardest to control myself I kissed her neck, her throat and down to her tits. She moaned as I sucked her right nipple. She did the same as I sucked her left then pressed my head to tell me to move south. She had such a lovely belly button I had to play in the little delve.
I felt her legs spread and was soon running my kisses over her mound. Her hair was so soft leading me to her slit. With her legs spread wider I could now get my tongue to her slit. I knew enough from the internet to know that my lover would get greater pleasure if I teased her before bringing her off.
Not sure but I think I'd been on her pussy for maybe ten minutes. I'd suck her inner lips in and lick up and down her slit. I tried burying my tongue in her hole. All of this rewarded me with moans and cooing.
"Please, please make me cum. make it happen and I'll love you forever."
That's when I found her clit and it was like a little cock. Now my job was to bring Lilly off with such a gigantic, explosive, mind blowing orgasmic eruption.
My tongue was out and I licked her clit. My head was bobbing up and down. A very good exercise for the neck muscles but guys the reward is so well worth the effort. It felt like Lilly was in agony as she writhed about on the bed. My hair was pulled as she tried to keep my tongue in place. Then she arched her back pressing herself against my face. She froze, her hands on my head as she shook and kept on shaking as she went higher and higher into orgasmic heaven.
She lay breathing as I slowly lifted my head from her now very wet snatch. "John," she gasped, "That was out of this world."
"You want me to do it again?"
"Oh god no. That would be too much. just come up here and fuck me. Don't wait. Cum in me before I faint."
This was it as I positioned myself between her legs. My cock touched her lips and she pulled my face to her. We kissed and she held herself rigid as I slid inside.
"Oh god your so big," she said. "I never imagined it would feel like this. I love you. Please fuck me."
I did. It must have been first time nerves but I was having difficulty getting anywhere near cumming. Lilly was running her hands down my sides and across my bum cheeks. I was going faster and faster. She started to gasp.
"That's it big boy, fuck my brains out. Make me your cock fuck. I want to be your cock bitch."
Then it happened. I had that feeling in my body. This time it was so much more intents and I was overtaken by it all. There was nothing I could do but hang on. My hips slammed into her and I filled her with my cum. Again and again until I was spent.
I lay on top of her. I felt so weak I couldn't lift myself off. I was gasping for breath. I remember she kissed me on the cheek.
"That was so very good," she said.
I did eventually lift myself up and lay on my side. She was facing me. "That was something quite wonderful. Thank you so much."
"No, I'm the one who should be saying thank you," I said.
"John you know I was dreading my first time. So many of the girls told me how awful it would be and best to get it out of the way and forget all about it. I never want to forget our first time."
"You said somethings while we were doing it?" I asked.