Langley Circle Beginning Ch. 02

Author's note: The following is a work of fiction that contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts and is intended for adults only. All people, places, and events are a product of my imagination and any characters described as engaging in sexual acts are over the age of eighteen.

Thanks for sticking around for this next instalment. You can expect some plot development as well as some passionate sex, a little rough deepthroat and a smattering of voyeurism, with a hint towards unusual feelings between non blood related family members.

Previously on Langley Circle... A freelance writing commission had Beth seeking out an exciting roleplay experience in order to improve the article. A picture of her chosen outfit sent to her husband Dean, was inadvertently seen by Megan, his personal assistant, whose reaction was rather unexpected. Dean spent the afternoon trying to decide how far he wanted to indulge this new concept of roleplay, and ended up summoning his Naughty wife to explain her behaviour with revealing consequences.

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Season One, Episode Two

Dean's brow creased as he studied his reflection in the bathroom mirror. It had been a funny kind of day. First, there had been the mix up with the files at work, then the incident with Megan and the photo of Beth, which had been truly weird. Finally, there was the school roleplay he and Beth had indulged in. That had been a genuine eye-opening experience; he had never imagined that roleplay could be so much fun. That kind of thing only happened in porn or erotic stories, didn't it?

At first he had found it rather nerve-wracking; it had been difficult to get into the swing of things for fear of saying or doing something wrong. When he had been standing outside the study, the feeling of awkwardness was so bad that he'd almost backed out. However, Beth had gazed up at him with such a look of intense passion and vulnerability, that he'd felt a burning desire to push on.

Knocking back a glass of whiskey had settled his nerves, and as Beth had stood before him playing her role of Lizzie the naughty student, his arousal had skyrocketed. After she had willingly complied with his initial requests, his confidence had grown, and he'd started to relax and enjoy himself.

It was surprising how easily he had slipped into the role of the dominant headmaster. He'd also quickly discovered that it was OK for the pretence to slip every now and then; the main thing was to have fun and get horny. There had certainly been no problem with that. Beth had driven him crazy as the submissive student, flaunting her body, and complying with all his instructions. On numerous occasions, he had wanted to simply bend her over the desk, grab those pigtails, and fuck her into next week. The sight of Beth clambering onto the desk to kneel before him would likely remain one of his most erotic memories until the day he died.

When Beth had to leave to pick up Nicky, it had been very frustrating. By this stage, his cock had been hard for close to an hour, and his balls were aching. That was when he had the idea of using her knickers to relieve himself. Initially it had just been to release some of the frustration, but then he thought he would enact some revenge by sending Beth a photo. He was so turned on that it had taken only a few minutes of rubbing himself with the silky material, before he was ejaculating into the underwear. It felt so incredibly dirty to shoot into the black silk that had only minutes before been pressing against his wife's body. He had sat for long minutes afterwards, replaying the previous hour over and over in his mind, and by the time he began cleaning up, he was hard again.

Beth and Nicky had got back a short while later, both grinning somewhat oddly. Nicky had even winked at him before dashing upstairs, and Beth had kissed him, promising to explain later.

The rest of the evening had been given over to routine family activities, homework, dinner, and TV. There hadn't been any opportunities to talk privately with Beth, and certainly no chance of picking up again where they had left off. However, they had traded a few knowing glances throughout the evening, and as he was stacking the dishwasher she had snuck up behind him and pressed her body firmly against his, reaching around to discreetly stroke him. Yet again though, they were interrupted when Nicky came in needing help with a maths problem. Beth had slipped away, leaving him to help Nicky as best he could while trying to swallow his frustration and conceal the bulge in the front of his trousers.

Dean bared his teeth and inspected them in the mirror; satisfied they were clean, he switched off the light and headed back into the bedroom, he had some unfinished business with his wife.

As he passed through the doorway, he pulled up short. Beth was lying on the bed facing him, totally naked. She was looking at him with such a cheeky flirtatious smile, that his cock instantly began to harden. Without looking behind, he nudged the door closed with one foot. Beth bobbed her eyebrows and pursed her lips, obviously impressed. He didn't move, drinking in the sight of his gorgeous wife.

The contours of her long shapely legs flowed and undulated provocatively as they extended up to the neatly trimmed patch of hair at the top of her thighs. The delicate pink lips of her labia peeked out, and even from this distance, he could see they glistened with her arousal. Her upper body was twisted further towards him, accentuating the generous swell of her breasts. Dean had always thought her breasts were a perfect size, a nice big handful but not obscenely large; pressed together like this they were creating a cleavage that had his dick twitching. The thing that was drawing his attention the most though, was her hair, which she had put back up into pigtails. The silky brown locks were dangling in twin tails down over her shoulders and fanning out alluringly across her chest.

"Mr. Parker," Beth said in a sultry voice. "Pleased to see me?" Her eyes dropped to his groin, where his erection was tenting out the front of his shorts. "For me?"

He remained silent, but kept his eyes fixed on hers as he slowly walked to the bed. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, and the sweet smell of her arousal filled his nostrils. Still maintaining eye contact, he slowly pushed his shorts over his hardness, and dropped them to the floor. He stood before the bed, his cock standing erect, pointing directly at her, staking his claim.

The effect on Beth was obvious; her lips parted, an expression of desire and expectation on her face, as she dropped her gaze to stare at his cock bobbing gently mere inches in front of her. He reached one hand down to her heaving chest, and drew a slow circle around one hard nipple, causing her to close her eyes and moan softly. He traced Slow, delicate circuits, feeling the skin pucker beneath his touch. He continued, gradually making the circles wider, before trailing upwards to caress the silky hair of one pigtail. Muscles tightened in arousal all around his body, and his cock throbbed as he fascinated over the soft strands, marvelling at how the rich brown colour contrasted so beautifully with the creamy flesh of her breast.

"Very sexy Miss Carhill," he said in a low whisper.

She smiled softly, but made no attempt to respond. He could sense that she was relinquishing control over to him. Her eyes remained closed; she looked so vulnerable. A surge of sexual power rose within him. His body thrummed with excitement and arousal at the absolute trust she was placing in him. It scared him too. She was his to do with as he pleased, but along with that incredible gift, came the responsibility to protect her physically, emotionally and psychologically. Could he trust himself not to abuse the power?

He brought his hand slowly up the length of the tail, and across onto her flushed cheek. She nuzzled into his palm as he caressed the side of her face with fingers that trembled ever so slightly. Sliding his hand through her hair to rest on the back of her head, he gently drew her towards him.

She offered no resistance, seeming to know instinctively what he wanted. Maintaining a firm pressure at the back of her head, He guided her to him. Her eyes flicked open as the distance between them disappeared, and her lips parted as the head of his cock touched her. He breathed in sharply as her tongue darted out to lick the sensitive tip. He continued pushing gently but firmly, and she opened her mouth wider, allowing his cock to slip between her lips. She shifted up to lock eyes with him, and a surge of burning lust erupted deep within him as her tongue began to tease and stroke his flesh. Still he pressed on, his shaft sliding slowly deeper into her mouth.

As he encouraged her to take more, she suddenly shifted position. Had she reached her limit? He wanted more though, needed to go deeper. He fought the urge to push harder, to force her to take all of him. He hesitated; perhaps He should ease back.

His hand fell away from the back of her neck as she moved to sit on the edge of the bed. Far from pulling away though, she held him in her mouth for a long moment, before suddenly switching from passive complicity to hungry eagerness. She pulled back off his cock briefly, coating it liberally with her saliva, then plunged her head back down toward his groin, taking more than half of him in one fluid motion.

A low groan escaped his lips. "Fuck, like that," he said in a growling whisper.

She responded instantly, increasing the suction around his hardness, and moving on him in long slow strokes. One of her hands slid to his balls, gently massaging and squeezing them, as she moaned lustfully, breathing quickly and noisily through her nose.

His hands returned to her head, willing her to go deeper, faster. How desperately he wanted to grip her hair and force deep into her, but he restrained himself, unsure how she would react. He curled his fingers into her hair, and stared in rapt attention as his cock slid in and out of her willing mouth.

She drew back, swirling her tongue around his tip, whilst gently rolling his balls, and rubbing a finger over his perineum. Still her gaze did not leave his face, and his arousal only grew further when he saw the need and yearning that was intensifying in her eyes. It was as if she was silently begging him to dominate her further, to take more of her in every sense of the word. Was that what he saw, or simply what he wanted to see?

Her hands slipped around to his backside as she puckered her lips and softly sucked him back between them. The anticipation increased as she fed the head of his cock into her warm mouth, holding him there for long seconds. Pain flashed suddenly, fingernails digging into his buttocks as she plunged her mouth down hard and fast. His cock drove deep, and the intense feeling of hot pleasure as her throat squeezed tightly around him was almost overwhelming. He grabbed at her hair, half to steady himself, and half to urge her to go even deeper. However, he was not pushing her head; she was forcing herself down onto him, willingly and hungrily feeding his cock into her throat. It had never been this good! Beth had always been willing and adept at using her mouth on him, but had never thrown herself upon him with such abandon and hunger as this. It was intensely pleasurable, and he could already feel his orgasm approaching.

There was a gurgling sound deep in Beth's throat, and she drew back panting and gasping for air, a strand of saliva snaking from her lips to the head of his cock. She breathed heavily and stared up at him pleadingly; He had never wanted her so much as he did in that moment.

Holding her penetrating stare, he slid his hands down the sides of her head, tracing the line of her ears, descending down onto her pigtails. He allowed the hair to run through his fingers for a while, before curling his hands into fists, grasping the hair tightly. He used the pigtails to gently but firmly pull her head back to his throbbing cock.

"Again." Adrenalin rushed through his body at the feeling of power.

Beth's eyes widened as she eagerly opened her mouth to take him in once more. However, just as his cock was about to pass between her lips, she pull back.

"Do it sir," she said in a breathy voice. "Pull my tails; Fuck my mouth!"

God damn, what was she doing to him. His cock twitched up, almost bashing her on the nose, and she chased it with her mouth to suck him back in. He slowly but firmly pulled at her hair, drawing her closer to him. She opened up again and he felt the heat as she sucked at his shaft. Her eyes pleaded with him, and he could hold back no longer.

He tugged her pigtails sharply, and thrust his hips towards her face, causing her eyes to bulge as he drove his cock into her throat. Her nostrils flared as she struggled to accommodate his size, but she didn't resist him. He pulled back a fraction, before again forcing his shaft down her throat. He began to thrust his hips, and tightened his grip to keep her head in place, while he used her to pleasure himself.

Beth's eyelids fluttered, her body shuddering with pleasure as he continued to thrust his cock in and out of her, eliciting lurid wet squelching sounds from her mouth. She moaned and whimpered as he pulled tighter on her pigtails, driving in hard, fucking her face. Her hands gripped at his thighs, neither pulling him to her nor pushing away, but merely making a connection as she gave her mouth over to him.

He pulled back, withdrawing almost all the way, and paused as she gulped air in around the head of his shaft. His cock twitched and throbbed between her lips. She was so vulnerable and achingly beautiful. Once more, he pulled at her hair and thrust his hips forward, driving deep into her throat. He felt a tight contraction around his shaft, and she spluttered and gagged as he held deep inside her. She moaned and sucked hungrily, pushing his lust and desire ever higher.

He knew he was close, but enticing as the idea of coming in her mouth was, he wanted to be inside her, wanted to feel her body writhing beneath him; he needed it.

He released his grip on her hair, causing her to jerk back suddenly, his cock slipping from her mouth. He lifted her and half threw her to the mattress. Beth gasped as she fell back, arms and legs spreading wide to control her fall.

Dean was on her in a moment, pressing his body to hers, moving between her legs. She opened her mouth to moan, and he covered it with his own, darting his tongue in to tangle with hers in a passionate kiss. Her arms wrapped around him, pulling him tighter to her, pressing her firm breasts against his chest. Her nails found his back and began to dig in, sending bolts of delicious electrifying pain through his body.

He probed between her legs and quickly found the opening of her sex, wet and ready for him. Pushing forward, he sank the head of his cock deliciously into her; Legs snapped up behind his thighs locking him in place. Her hands were on his arse, squeezing and pulling; urging him to enter her fully, but the control was his.

He held there, just inside her, feeling the heat and pressure around him. Breaking the kiss, he stared down into her pleading eyes. He hesitated a moment longer, prompting a soft whine to escape her lips; an exquisite rush of sexual power surged through him. He sustained the anticipation for one more agonizing moment before finally relenting.

He thrust forward, forcing deep into her. She cried out, arching her back as he ploughed his hard cock into the scorching tightness of her vagina, firm and fast, all the way until his thighs pressed against her backside. He hesitated for a long moment, relishing being completely enveloped by her, as she remained frozen, back arched and mouth wide open, before he began to stroke with forceful enthusiasm.

He grunted on each joyous down thrust as she clung on, grinding against him. His balls began to tighten, and he knew it wouldn't be long. He quickened the pace, sliding his hands down to grab at her shapely arse, as he pounded her into the mattress.

"Oh fuck yes, yes," she cried out.

There bodies bounced on the bed rhythmically as he slammed into her. She stiffened and began to buck her hips beneath him as she climaxed, its sudden arrival seemingly as much of a surprise to her as it was to him. With a burst of desire, he increased his pace, desperate to find his own release at the same time.

"Fuck!" He grunted into her shoulder. "Gonna come!"

"Sir." She gasped the word as her body shuddered. "Oh god yes, come in me."

The head of his cock throbbed, and his balls drew up as muscles throughout his body tensed involuntarily as his climax erupted. He drove into her deep and hard, holding there as hot spurts of cum shot into her. She squeezed her legs around him even tighter, not letting him draw back more than an inch or so on each wave of his release. She whimpered, matching his grunts, as muscles bunched around his body. When his orgasm began to subside, he slowed, rocking back and forth gently, and smothered her moans with passionate kisses. He remained buried deep inside her for long moments, his panting breath mixing with hers.

Eventually, he withdrew, eliciting a soft moan from her, and rolled over onto his back, his breathing still fast and ragged. She turned and snuggled into him, throwing one leg over his thighs, nuzzling at his shoulder.

"Holy fuck, Incredible," Beth said in between deep calming breaths.

Dean grinned and laughed softly. "Yes it was. I came so hard I thought I was gonna pull a muscle."

She giggled and kissed his chin. They lay there in contented silence, Beth tracing circles on his broad chest, while he stroked her hair and cuddled her to him.

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Nicky stepped into the hall, padding across the carpeted floor towards the bathroom. She froze mid stride when she heard a low moaning sound coming from her parent's room.

"Fuck, like that."

She twitched a small grin. It was so cute that mum and dad still had an active sex life, but they could at least close the bedroom door if they were going to get down and dirty. She paused a moment longer, and listened with amusement to the faint voices coming from the room at the end of the hall. They were so boring when it came to sex talk.

"Oh yes, do it like that," "More," "Harder," "Yes, yes."

Nicky snorted and rolled her eyes. She glanced at the bathroom, and then back at her parent's room. She should probably close the door; it would be less embarrassing for everyone that way.

She crept softly down the hall, feeling a little like an intruder in her own home. As she neared the door, she slowly reached out to the handle, but froze when she heard her mum's voice.

"Do it sir. Pull my tails, fuck my mouth."

Nicky's own mouth dropped open in shock. Had her mum really just said that? Oh my god, perhaps the olds were not that boring after all.

Struck by a sudden curiosity, and not quite believing what she was doing, she bent forward and looked through the crack in the door. Her breath caught in her chest, and her eyes widened at what she saw.

Her dad was standing naked at the side of the bed; thankfully, she could only see the back of him. Her mum, also naked, was sitting on the bed in front of him, and Nicky could clearly see the look on her face as she stared up at him. It was such a fiery look of intense lust and desire, that it took Nicky's breath away and sent a shiver through her body.

Her dad was grasping at her mum's hair, which was tied into pigtails, and as Nicky watched in stunned fascination, he pulled hard and thrust his hips forward. Her mum's head disappeared out of view towards her dad's groin, and there was a gurgling sound followed by pleasurable groans from both of them.