Life Begins

They were both tired and fell asleep in each others arms. In the morning they made love again, but then Dan said that he had to go back home as he had to take his car in for a service. He assured Amy that he wanted to see her again. They had both gone further than they had intended on their first date and agreed they should both cool off. They exchanged phone numbers and then spoke each day -- for quite long periods -- before meeting up again. They had arranged to go out for the day on the following Sunday.

*****

Dan hadn't even switched off the engine when Amy came running out to meet him. She walked swiftly round to the passenger seat of his Mercedes SL55. It was a very fast and powerful car. She opened the door and jumped in, her skirt riding up and giving a flash of lace-topped stockings.

Sensible of Amy's -- possibly - nosy neighbours, he merely kissed her cheek and then put the car into Drive. He waited until they were out of town and then pulled into a convenient lay-by. He turned in his seat, leaned across and kissed her properly.

"Wow!" she said. "I'd almost forgotten how good a kisser you are.

"You know, when you pulled into the lay-by I thought that you were planning to do something naughty!" Her voice was husky and her smile had faded a little.

"Would you like me to do something naughty then?"

She licked her dry lips and nodded. Dan leaned across and kissed her again, but at the same time slid his hand up her skirt. Amy opened her legs as wide as she could in the confined space of the sports car. His fingertips rubbed along her labia through the cotton of her panties. He rubbed her clitoris, which he could feel was already swollen.

"Now that is naughty!" she declared when their lips parted. "Mind you, if you do it for much longer you're likely to make me come."

Dan continued rubbing, increasing both speed and pressure.

"You dirty sod. You are going to make me come aren't you? You're going to make me come in my panties!" She started breathing heavily through her nostrils as the fire began to spread throughout her groin. Her head rolled from side to side as she reached her peak.

Afterwards, Dan re-started the car and drove on.

"Of course," she said. "You realise that I'm duty bound to get my own back on you before long."

He glanced at her face and saw the lust that remained in her eyes. She reached across and placed her hand on the front of his trousers.

"As I thought, as stiff as a... as a... really stiff thing," she finished lamely. Dan laughed.

*****

Brangham Hall was one of the many stately homes that had been taken over by the National Trust. They maintained the house and gardens and supplemented the estate's income by making the grounds available to the general public during the summer months. Dan and Amy had taken their time getting there, having stopped en route for a leisurely lunch and an exploration of the surrounding countryside.

The tour of the house was the last of the day, finishing at about 4.30pm. It allowed them just enough time to walk out to the castle-like folly in the grounds before closing time.

As they strolled up the slope, they could see some people behind the crenelated battlements, but when they approached the fake drawbridge, the young family departed towards the house. They entered the folly and found they were on their own. As there was only one path leading up to the structure, they could see if anybody else was approaching. They weren't. Amy seized her chance.

"Come here big boy." She took his hand and led him up the steps to the ramparts. She leaned against the wall and pulled him closer. Leaving him looking out at the scenery, she dropped down in front of Dan, pulling her skirt up to her hips for ease of movement. Looking down, he could see that at some stage during the day Amy had removed her panties. He didn't get very long to observe as the determined woman unfastened and yanked his trousers and underpants down. She was so close that his cock slapped her in the face as it sprung free.

Amy took her time, deliberately teasing Dan and prolonging his pleasure. She licked and sucked on his balls before trailing the tip of her tongue up the length of underside of the shaft. She moved around the head and then back down again. For fully five minutes she drove him wild like this.

"Somebody's coming!" he choked.

She looked up, winked and said, "I know!"

With that, Amy managed to take almost half of Dan's penis into her mouth. She bobbed and rubbed rapidly, determined to make him shoot his load before they were disturbed. She could hear voices just before he grunted and his hips thrust forwards. She swallowed as much as she could, but felt a trickle run down her chin to drip onto her blue scooped necked jumper.

Amy stood back up and wiped her face with the back of her hand, while Dan struggled to dress himself. They stepped back down the stairs as a young couple walked through the entrance. They smiled and nodded at each other. As they walked away, Amy looked down and noticed the gob of come on her jumper. She pointed to it and asked if Dan thought they had noticed.

"I doubt it," he answered. "They're probably fucking each other senseless by now."

Amy stopped and looked at him to see if he was joking.

"I looked back as we stepped outside. His hand was already fondling her bum as she was going up the steps. And if you look up there," he indicated the battlements. "There's no sign of them anywhere."

Amy pouted and said, "So why didn't you fuck me then?"

He smiled. "Because you wanted you're revenge. Don't worry, I won't let you down."

They drove away from the car park and headed off in whatever direction took their fancy. Eventually they came to an extensive area of woodland. They parked the car, but before they got out, Dan stopped her.

He leaned across, nibbled her ear and murmured, "And just how wet are you right now, little lady?"

The word "Very" came out in a hoarse whisper.

"Show me."

Amy lifted off the seat and pulled her skirt up. She had obviously trimmed her pubic hair since Wednesday and the red pussy lips were clearly visible now. She opened her legs and put her right hand between them. She rubbed up and down the slit and then pushed two fingers inside. Her thumb began to rub her clitoris as her fingers slid in and out.

Dan placed his hand on Amy's and stilled her movements.

"I want you to show me how you wank sometime, but not now."

Amy looked at him questioningly.

"Just now I want to take you into the woods and bend you over."

She was so turned on that she was almost unable to walk, having to hold onto Dan's arm for support. He led her along a path and then veered off onto a smaller, more overgrown track. It was enclosed by bushes but not overhung by trees. As they turned a corner, it was almost as if the fallen tree trunk had been ordered to be placed there.

Dan led Amy over to the recently dead tree and gently pushed her forwards over it. She didn't even have to bend her legs, it was the perfect height. She spread her legs and waited. She felt her skirt pushed up to her waist and then Dan's hands on her ass cheeks. He eased them apart and then she felt his hot breath on her pussy. His tongue invaded the soft tissue and teased her beyond her ability to stand it any longer.

"Please, Dan. Please, I need to be fucked now."

Within seconds he had pulled his cock out and placed the head at her entrance. Remembering how he had had to ease it in through the tightness last time, he pushed a little harder. To his surprise - and Amy's pleasure -- he slid straight in. He started to build a rhythm, but Amy was impatient for release.

"Harder," she begged.

Dan put his hands on her shoulders and gripped them as he slammed his dick into Amy. He knew when she had orgasmed, but continued pounding into her until she begged him to stop. He stepped back, pulled her up off of the log and turned her around. She looked down and could see that he was still as hard as a rock and that he hadn't climaxed yet.

"I'm sorry," she said wistfully. "But my pussy hasn't seen this much action for a long time. I'm just not used to it and I'm afraid you'll make me sore. Let me bring you off another way."

Dan was fully aroused. It had been a struggle to stop when she had asked him to. His cock was almost painful now.

"Undress for me?" he begged.

Amy was about to say No, but looked around and realised that they couldn't be seen. She crossed her arms and reached down to pull the jumper up over her head. She placed it on the tree trunk and then reached behind to unclasp her bra. It too was laid on the tree. Just as quickly she unfastened her skirt and stepped out of it. She stood there naked but for the not-so-high heels. Dan marvelled at her beauty.

She knelt down in front of Dan and wrapped both hands around his shaft.

"Oh, you poor thing!" she cried. "It feels like its going to burst, it's so hard!"

She brought her mouth to it, noticing the wetness and then realising it was her own come and pussy juices she was about to taste. She sucked on him greedily, using one hand while fingering herself with the other. She stopped fellating him in order to rub his dick for a while and noticed how red his face was. She understood that he needed to orgasm and quickly. She wanted to do something to bring that about. She stopped playing with her pussy so that she could fondle his balls.

Suddenly, Amy recalled hearing something about men being very sensitive around the perineum, the line of skin that led from the testes to the anus. She sucked and rubbed and experimentally explored with her middle finger. Dan arched his back as she stroked along the sensitive ridge. He seemed to react more the closer she got to his hole. Only because she was so turned on herself, did she consider her next action; she probed Dan's asshole with the tip of her finger. It was enough to bring him to climax.

Amy thought he had finished when she withdrew her mouth, but two more spurts hit her on the cheek and neck. She stood up and held his head in her hands and reached up to kiss him. She wasn't concerned about his dick pressing against her naked stomach, now that he had been satisfied. Although she became aware that it hadn't really softened very much.

She took a handful of grass and wiped the sticky fluid from her face and body. When she put her skirt and jumper on, she left her bra off, stuffing it in her handbag along with her wet panties.

They went back to the car and made their way home. They spent the night at Dan's house. She was still a little tender, so she masturbated him again in order to relieve his continuing sexual tension. He went down on Amy to relieve hers.

*****

The couple agreed that they should wait for another week before meeting again, in order to allow their bodies and minds to recover and recharge.

In reality, neither of them could think about anything else. Amy found herself masturbating every evening. She didn't want to -- and had hardly ever done it before -- but felt a deep need for the relief it brought. Dan managed to resist the desire - but only just.

The following Saturday they had agreed to go down to the Bluebell Railway -- a preserved steam line in East Sussex. Dan had told Amy that he would arrange everything. What he hadn't told her was that he had booked a hotel room for the night. He was aware that she didn't have a change of clothes, so he had purchased everything that he thought she might need - right down to a toothbrush and a pure silk nightdress (not that he intended to give her the opportunity to use it).

They drove down quite early and arrived at Horsted Keynes in time for the first train. They had All Line tickets that allowed them unlimited travel for the day. They rode down to Sheffield Park first and paid a visit to the gardens there, then travelled back up the line.

The Bluebell Railway has a number of different engines and a range of carriages -- including some Victorian ones that have individual compartments with seats on each side. By chance they got into one of these and were lucky that nobody got in with them. It meant that they could have a bit of fun, particularly when Amy leaned her head out of the window for a look. She was wearing trousers today, but he enjoyed running his hand over ass anyway and could tell that she was wearing a thong.

Back at Horsted Keynes, because Amy was still leaning out of the window, nobody tried to enter their compartment. It was a clever trick and when the train moved out of the station again Dan showed his appreciation by allowing his hands to roam a little further. He stroked down the inside of her leg and then ran his hand back up to her crotch. He felt for the telltale puffy lips, indicating that she was aroused and rubbed her there.

Amy looked back at him over her shoulder and said, "You know, I considered not wearing any panties today, but I figured that a sopping wet crotch to my trousers would be a bit of a giveaway. Mind you, I'm not sure that my thong is going to soak it all up if you carry on like this."

Just then, the train entered a long tunnel leading to Kingscote Station. She turned away from the window and knelt astride him on the deep seat. Dan knew that this was quite a long tunnel and shocked her by unfastening her trousers. He didn't pull them down, but he was now able pull her brief thong down to reveal her pussy. He immediately began to tongue her, ignoring her protests and warnings that they might get caught.

He slipped his fingers inside her and worked frantically to bring her off before it was too late. She climaxed just as the train emerged from the tunnel and had to turn away from the windows to fasten her trousers so that people on the platform wouldn't see.

Dan tried the trick this time and stayed leaning out of the window while the train de-coupled and moved back along to the other end of the carriages. It was lunchtime; so many people were stopping for a picnic. As the two of them had stopped for a breakfast on the way down they weren't particularly hungry yet.

Amy was dying to make a grab for Dan, but she contented herself with stroking his backside - until the train set off again. Even before the train entered the tunnel she grabbed at the front of his trousers and started undoing them. With his cock free, she unfastened her own trousers and pulled them down, leaping onto all fours on the seat.

"Come on," she begged. "I want you inside me."

It was a lot more difficult to have sex in this position in a moving carriage than she had imagined, but the movement merely served to add to the eroticism. The train emerged from the tunnel but the couple were too far gone to care. Dan was very close and Amy wasn't far behind. How it was that nobody saw them is inexplicable, but they just managed to finish dressing as they pulled into Horsted again. They couldn't be certain if they had been seen or not, so decided that it was probably best if they left right away. But before they could depart Amy had to pay a visit to the Ladies. She explained afterwards how long she had had to sit on the toilet waiting for "gallons" of his semen to drip out of her pussy. She didn't tell him that she felt the need to masturbate again while it did so.

Dan drove them on down to Eastbourne and stopped at the Grand Hotel, situated on the seafront. He explained to Amy that he had booked them in for the night.

"But I haven't got anything to wear. I mean, I can't go into their restaurant dressed like this, can I?"

"Well I suggest that we get to the shops quickly then."

They first went up to their suite and checked that everything was in order, then they then went shopping; they had two hours until closing time. The first priority was a dress for dinner in the restaurant - with matching high heeled sandals. Amazingly, they found them almost straight away. An ankle length blue dress with thin straps attached to the bodice seemed to jump off of the rail at her. She quickly went into the changing room to try it on and then came out to show Dan. It was a perfect fit and showed off her bra-less breasts to perfection. He noticed as she walked back to the changing room that there was no hint of a thong.

The next item on the list was underwear. Not for that evening, as Dan had told Amy that he approved of her choice to go naked beneath the blue dress. He wanted her dressed in a skirt and blouse for the next day -- which she decided meant that she needed suspenders and stockings as well. These too were pretty easy to find. The skirt was black and pleated and flounced nicely when she walked up and down. The blouse was white cotton. She chose a matching white lace bra, panty and suspender belt to go underneath and black seamed stockings to cover her legs.

Finally, Dan pulled her in the direction of swimwear. The hotel had a pool and sauna and he fully intended to make use of them. Amy refused point blank to consider a bikini, but agreed to try on his choice of one piece swimsuit. It had a plunging neckline and high legs. She went to try it on while Dan stood just outside. As it was late in the day there weren't many other people around, so when Amy pulled the curtain back a little and whispered that there was a problem, Dan was able to step up and look for himself.

Amy looked a knock-out and provided Dan with an immediate erection. But, as she suggested, there was a problem; the edges of the suit around her crotch failed to cover the mass of hair poking out from either side.

Dan almost leant in to see what it felt like, but then remembered that there would be security cameras around and they would be seen.

"Not a problem," he said. "We can get that sorted."

Loaded with her shopping bags they made their way back down the street, heading for the hotel. He sent Amy back up to their suite while he made enquiries. When he had researched and booked the rooms on-line he had noticed some of the services that were available -- including waxing (including bikini). He was directed to the woman who carried out the treatments and was told that she only worked until 7pm and was fully booked. Dan used the most persuasive argument he could think of -- money. She agreed to give Amy whatever she needed.

Amy wasn't too sure about it, but she was going to look pretty silly if she didn't do something about her pubic hair, so she made her way down to the Salon. She told Dan that she would meet him in the bar, once she had returned to the room and changed.

It was just gone 8.15pm when Amy glided into the bar, causing quite a few heads to turn. She was surprised to find that Dan had changed into a dinner jacket. She had no idea that he had brought one. In fact, he had pre-arranged delivery to the hotel. He watched her walk across the room and smiled as she sashayed. She knew she was being watched -- and thoroughly loved it! Her relatively short hair had been wound on a tight bun at the back of her head. Her face looked fresh and young, with her long neck focussing attention downwards towards her smoothly curving cleavage.

Dan asked Amy if she would like a drink before eating, but she said that she was starving and couldn't wait, so they made their way into the restaurant. They were shown to a secluded table where they chose to sit next to each other rather than opposite. They talked as they waited for the wine and their order.

"So, how do you feel?" he asked.

"Sexy," she replied.

"You look it. When you walked into the bar earlier, you had almost every man's tongue hanging out. Actually there were a couple of women who couldn't take their eyes off of you as well."

They enjoyed their meal, which was accompanied by a fine wine. When Dan asked if she wanted anything else, she replied that there was only one thing she wanted for dessert. He got the message immediately and, having signed for the bill and left a tip, escorted her upstairs.