When we reached Mary’s house and went into the hall, Mary said, “Wait,” and bolted the
door. I stood in the hall watching her as she came to me, and throwing her coat across
the banister she started to lift her dress. “Come on. I can’t wait any longer. Get your
clothes off,” she said as she hurriedly stepped out of her knickers and pulling on my belt
as I took off my jacket and shirt. Within seconds I was down to the buff. Mary let her
dress fall to the floor and stood dressed only in her bra, stockings and suspender belt,
and putting her arms around my neck was kissing me with some urgency. Standing here like
this, though, it was not like we used to do it when I was just laying my member against
her Lady Jane. She was too low. “I can’t do it like this,” I gasped between the frenzy
of kisses. “You’re too low.”
“Lift me up, lift me up then,” Mary said, not moving her lips from mine. I put my hands
under her bottom, and as I lifted, her arms pressed on my shoulders and she heaved herself
up wrapping her legs around my waist at the same time. She was lifted high enough to have
to reach down with her lips to kiss me, and as I looked up at her Mary just kept looking
into my eyes as she slowly slid down my body onto my pointing member until her pelvis
settled onto the top of mine, pressing slightly into the pit of my stomach. Mary closed
her eyes. “Tommy, Tommy,” she either groaned or sighed with pleasure.
“This is lovely. My spot is right on your pelvis and doing wonders for me. Can we do it
here?” she said, opening her eyes and looking into mine.
“We can try,” I told her. I had my left arm around her waist and my right hand on her
bottom. I moved, but I could not get any kind of a rhythm. Mary also moved, and from her
position found that it was a lot easier for her to do it than me, and she got quite
carried away. “Tommy, oh Tommy, I’m almost there,” she panted as she moved faster, her
hot breath in my ear and on my neck. As good as it was, though, it was a strain. ‘I
can’t do it like this for very long,’ I thought as Mary slowed a little and stopped.
“Is something wrong, darling?” Mary asked, still panting her hot breath onto my neck and
then looking at me and probably at the sweat on my brow.
“Not with what you are doing. In fact it’s bloody marvellous, but I’m not too fond of
this position. I’d rather we did it lying down or something a bit less awkward for me. I
can’t do it very well like this.”
“No, but I can. Lean against the wall and let me do it. It’s lovely.” We had been
standing in the middle of the hall, getting carried away with ourselves, so I moved and
leaned against the wall at the bottom of the stairs. Moving while still joined together
just that few steps sent rivers of delight flowing through my body.
“Ready?” Mary asked.
“Yeah, it’s bloody lovely walking about coupled up like this,” I said. “Should we take a
stroll down the garden?”
“I believe you would too,” Mary said, but with not much levity; she was too serious. I
held her tighter and pushed, carrying her to the vestibule door and back again. It felt
sensational, and I felt I had to finish it as I could not hang on any longer.
“Ooh, I’m nearly there you don’t know what you’re doing to me,” Mary whispered. “Carry
me upstairs,” and she added, “As we are,”
“Cor! You’re kidding me, aren’t you?”
“No, you can do it. You’ll have to if you want any more of your wicked way with me.”
“I’ve got my wicked way, right now,” I told her. “I don’t have to move from here. I can
just plunk you down on the stairs and ravish you.”
“Please, darling, for me?” she asked, mock pleading and clinging on more tightly with her
legs. I figured if I did not do something soon, the chances were that I was going to
break my back anyway.
“Ok, seeing as it’s you,” I told Mary. “But I wouldn’t do this for just anybody.”
“My body is the one you love,” Mary said as I heaved her up a little and started for the
stairs. Tightening my left arm around her waist and putting my right hand on the
banister, I started climbing. As I pushed up to each stair, Mary let out a “Huh, Huh,
Huh!” At about the sixth stair I stopped, surprised myself that the going was not that
hard, and I asked Mary, “Are you all right? Why are you going ‘huh’ when I climb the
stairs?”
“Because when you move up onto the next stair that monster of yours jerks up and just
about knocks the wind out of me.”
“Oh, ok, time to stop this then,” I said. “I’m not taking a chance on hurting you.”
“Oh! I was enjoying it,” Mary said as I gently unwrapped her legs from around me and
moved back a little.
“You shouldn’t take it off me until I’ve finished with it,” Mary pouted.
“I haven’t. Come on,” I said, turning her around to climb the stairs. “Seeing you
started it, from now on anything and everything goes and we can romp all over the place,”
“Ooh! This sounds promising,” Mary said, sitting on the stair and with two hands took
hold of all my crown jewels. “What is ‘anything and everything’?”
“Lead me to your boudoir and I’ll show you.”
“How would you want me?” Mary asked absently, still looking at my bits and pieces as she
handled them.
“Lie face down on the bed and you don’t have to take these off,” I told her, hooking my
finger into her suspender belt.
“Ok, count to five,” Mary said getting up off the stair and going into Pat’s bedroom.
I followed Mary in to see her lying face down on the bed and striking a pose pretty much
the same that I had seen before, the stockings and suspender belt adding to the exciting
picture that took my breath away. I crossed over to the bed, and climbing on I placed my
knees each side of her thighs and sat back on her calves. I just sat looking at the
beauty of her naked body bum and thighs.
“What are you doing?” Mary asked. Her eyes were closed and her voice was muffled by the
pillow.
“I’m just looking at you,” I told her.
“At my bum, you mean.”
“Should I stop looking?”
“No, look by all means. I’ll help you, but do something as well. Kiss it, bite it and
smack it.” Mary raised her bum up slightly. “You can try what you said before,” she said
quietly.
“What was that? I can’t remember,” I kidded her
“Tommy, please.”
I put my hands on the sides of her cheeks, gently squeezing and massaging as I lay my
face on the valley of her bum, slowly kissing and gently closing my mouth over mouthfuls
of her peachy cheeks as I traced down the edge of her valley.
“Ooh! Tommy, Tommy you’ve got my emotions all over the place. I’m holding my breath
here waiting to find out what you’ll do next, oh! God, don’t stop; don’t stop keep going,
do something, anything.” Her bum was lifting as Mary pushed backwards, her sharp intakes
of breath and groans were the loudest I had ever heard from her as I pushed in to find her
Lady Jane.
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