2 comments/ 20758 views/ 2 favorites Clare's Sexpedition Episode 01 By: MichaelPeterson Introduction by the writer Clare and Nick are the two central characters in a series entitled 'Clare's Sexpedition'. This is the first episode. It is relatively long but it has a few twists and turns - so it can be read in stages. Through Clare's full journey new characters come into play and there are raunchy situations and recollections shared. Nick has other lady friends and there are some stories of his encounters with them. Some characters develop their own story lines and become spin-offs. These episodes, which are already written, will follow this one if it seems that they are generally enjoyed by readers. I work hard on trying to create interesting storylines and genuine eroticism, written well. I don't mind critical comments so long as there are some good appreciative comments too to encourage me to prepare more works for publishing on Literotica. Clare's Sexpedition Episode One THE SEDUCTION Nick had known Clare for a number of years, since she was 18 in fact. It had been a purely business acquaintance to begin with but one with a mutual liking. He was of course much older than her and he never saw her as an object of desire and held no thoughts that anything more would come of the relationship. Now, some four years on, the friendship took an amazing turn. Those four years had been good to him and he had remained alone preferring frequent and varied dating to any serious relationship. Clare had kept in touch by email and phone and they had met occasionally usually in the company of others from their mutual circle. Then on this particular day Clare phoned and asked if it would be all right to call by and see him. Of course he agreed. He liked her for her company but he knew well that she had developed striking looks and a statuesque body. In fact, she was a pleasure to be around. She drove up the long drive to his home at around 6pm and having heard her car he opened the front door to welcome her even before she was out of her car. They politely embraced, kisses on cheeks and casual handshakes. Almost immediately after they had exchanged the verbal greetings Clare said "Would I be able to stay tonight? I really don't fancy driving any more today." "But of course!" he replied, thinking little of the request. "Jenny, my housekeeper has left dinner for us and the guest room is always ready. She's gone for the day but we can sort out everything we need." She turned back to her car and collected a rather big overnight bag from the boot. Nick took the opportunity to update himself on her great features -- wonderful long dark brown hair, those high cheek bones, grey-blue eyes, full lips, slender neck, pert breasts, small yet perfectly rounded bum. She looked just lovely. As they walked into the house he asked her why she was so keen to visit. "Oh, let's talk about that later. Let's get me sorted. Or--- maybe we can go straight off for a walk while it's still a lovely warm sunny evening." He agreed, thinking that it would be a nice start to her visit. She didn't need to change clothes or shoes so they put her case inside and set off. Behind the house the back garden led onto some meadow land which he owned and it was just long meadow grass and wild flowers broken by the occasional bush and tree. They strode off together talking about the latest news of mutual friends, her work -- she was doing well -- and his business which was not placing too many demands on him. They headed for the big old oak tree that he really enjoyed owning. On entering its shade he offered her the bottle of water he'd grabbed on the way out. She snapped the seal and took a long drink then passed it back. He felt a tiny thrill as he deliberately made contact with the moisture from her mouth still on the neck of the bottle. He had continued to admire her form since she arrived and there was no doubt about it, she had a superb body but his thoughts went no further than looking. "Let's head back!" she said suddenly and to his surprise, she led him by the hand and didn't let go. As the evening sun still bore down on them its warmth gave him a great feeling of desire as it usually would in these circumstances but he dismissed thoughts of any actions in this regard despite the fact that her hand-holding felt very sensual and it was clearly affecting him. Back at the house she asked what time he planned for dinner and they agreed that 7.30 would be good. She grabbed her case and as he showed her to the guest room she said "I'll see you down there at 7.30. Can we dress smartly for dinner? It'll be really nice." Puzzled again, he agreed to her latest request. As Nick set the easy-to-serve meal left by Jenny, the house-keeper, Clare arrived by his side. She looked stunning in a long silky red dress which had a split to the left hip. It was tight over her body and he could tell that she wore no bra. Her small breasts were capped by pert nipples, clearly profiled through the red fabric. As she turned to adjust a piece of cutlery he realised that he could see no panty line and he just glowed momentarily in the speculation. Her perfume was sensational and not one that he knew. Her brown hair cascaded over her shoulders and down her bare back to between her shoulder-blades. "You look stunning!" was all he could say. Snapping back to his senses, he got on with arranging dinner. Rather than use the large dining table in the dining room he had arranged for a small round table to be set up in the drawing room which looked out across the garden and the meadow. Just before they sat down she spotted a teaspoon on the floor near the table. Nick had dropped it and forgotten to pick it up. She crouched to retrieve it and he watched the split of her dress progressively widen right to her hip and yet no panty waistband came into view. His mind raced but he snapped back to reality yet again. He asked Clare what she wanted to drink and she said that she didn't fancy anything with alcohol that evening. She settled on sparkling water and out of politeness he followed suit. They enjoyed three courses of dinner together still talking about the usual things. He avoided asking her about boyfriends because he usually didn't like to think of her in such circumstances, realising that he would be jealous of them even though he could not pursue this lovely girl. To his satisfaction she mentioned no one all evening. As they finished the meal with coffee she blurted out the words behind her reason for the visit. "I want to talk to you about something very personal and I want your help. You may feel you can't, or won't or even shouldn't help me but I've thought about it long and hard and I'm comfortable asking for this help, I'm sure I'll be comfortable getting it from you and I really hope you'll agree." Curiosity flooded his mind with a myriad of possibilities -- money, work, travel to name but three obvious ones -- but the truth was not one that entered his mind. She drew in a deep breath and announced "I want to go to bed with you! And there's a real good reason and that's what I need your help with." Wide-eyed but speechless he listened to her. "You're a great guy, Nick. I really like you as a good friend. You've always helped me. I do think you're attractive and sexy and you're in pretty good shape, but why I need your help is -- well -- I don't ever come! I can't climax! No guy has done it to me and I can't even manage it myself. And I really want to, of course. I want to experience it. It's taken a lot for me to put this to you like this and before you answer me I want you to hear a bit more and hopefully you'll understand the basis of my request and why it won't have implications that either of us becomes unhappy with. I can handle it. We'll stay best friends. If you manage to help me, that'll be great and if you don't -- well at least we'll have tried." He broke the few moments silence by saying "This is not as matter of fact as you make it sound. There's a lot of emotion in such a thing. You're a lot younger than me. It might upset you -- or me -- and I don't want to lose your friendship." She put her hand on his and said "I've gone through all of that in my mind. I'll be fine. You can't upset me because you mean more than that to me. I'd be hurt if you said 'No' though. I do want us to try it. Like the old saying goes, if it hurts we'll stop." Silence followed as he tossed the conundrum around in his mind. She broke the silence with flattering but surprising words "If I dare confide it, you come recommended - no pun intended." "What! Who've you been talking to about me?" he stammered. "Well, to be honest it was Alison but don't mention that she said anything. She let it slip ages ago about the fling she had with you. She said it was great while it lasted, you stayed friends afterwards and that she still thinks about the physical bit. She said -- well -- she said that you could bring her off in more than one way and she said it was very intense. She told me about some things you two did together that no guy has ever done with me. She mentioned multiple orgasms and I've not even had one yet. How fair is that?" Nick had coloured up. "I'm not going to talk about me and Alison. I don't do that." She gripped has hand more and said "Look Nick, I'm 22, I'm a grown woman. I'm not a virgin. You're my best male friend. Why can't I at least get you to consider it? We're close enough for me to be able to ask you anything, aren't we?" "Well -- well, yes but I'm sure you understand why I'm taken aback, I'm also very flattered and, if I'm very honest, I'm quite aroused by the whole thing. I'll be even more honest with you. I enjoy sex greatly. You're extremely attractive. I love looking after ladies in that way. But I'm not sure how right this is." She stood up and, still holding his hand, said "Let me worry about that. Let's go upstairs and you can show me how you got your reputation." His room, which she led him to without have to ask which one it was, had been prepared for evening. Curtains were drawn, lights dimmed. "I'll see you back here in one minute" she said as she went into the en-suite bathroom. Still in a dazed state, he pulled his shoes off and the jacket and tie that he'd worn at her request. He undid a few shirt buttons but chose not to appear too eager despite the powerful erection which gave an obvious bulge in his trousers. Clare stepped out of the bathroom and closed the door. In the subtly lit room she stopped six feet from him and with what may have been a carefully rehearsed manoeuvre she flicked the two shoulder straps of her dress and it silently slid to the floor. A sharp intake of breath was his immediate reaction. He took in the beauty of her nakedness. Long shapely legs, flat abdomen from hipbone to hipbone, those pert young firm breasts, tiny erect nipples pointing slightly upward. The petite dark patch at the top of her thighs which was trimmed to perfection - by whom, he wondered momentarily. She advanced towards him and put her arms on his shoulders. "From now, for tonight, treat me like I'm your lover -- in every way you can. No holds barred. I'm ready for this and I really need it." "Look Clare, I'm going to try to do most of what you've asked of me. I'm hoping that I can give you what you need and I hope to do so without penetration. I just still feel uneasy about that." he nervously told her, ignoring his obvious arousal. "But I want it to be good for you too" she blurted. He replied "Oh, it will be, I can assure you of that! Now I need to relax you before anything will work. We should have champagne." She tilted her head back and said "I want to savour everything so I thought I'd avoid drinking all night." "Okay, there are other ways of becoming relaxed providing you are totally at ease with me. This is a huge step for our friendship you know." He pulled gently from her arms and took her hand. Leading her to a bedside console, he put some suitable music on at a very low volume. He reversed her onto the edge of the bed as he pulled his shirt and socks off and flicked his trousers undone, letting them drop. She reached for his pants to help remove them but he stopped her. "They stay on!" he said. She raised her eyebrows and replied "For now!" Clare stood again and embraced him full on the mouth. He responded by gently pressing his tongue to meet hers. His stiffness was clearly apparent to her and she gently caressed it with her open palm. "Ummmm you get very hard, I see." He was well aware that there was likely to be pre-come glistening on the head of his erect penis by now. He lay her on the bed and getting beside her he began a series of kisses, firstly on her neck under her ear then to her mouth for long passionate kisses with tongues anxious to meet one another. They had only kissed passionately once before, at a Christmas event after a few drinks but privately they each remembered the thrill that it had given. Now, he told her to relax and go with the flow wherever it took her. After some minutes of this he drew a hand free and slid it down her nakedness. It paused to cup one of her tiny breasts, gently pressed the tip of the nipple between finger and thumb. All the while they continued to kiss and as his exploring hand strayed further south her form guided it to the soft shiny trimmed patch of hair on her mound. Running his hand over it to the point of covering it he deftly parted her soft lips with the first and third fingers and slid his second finger into her moistness. He did not intrude far but, whilst realising how amazingly moist she was, he located her clitoris which was unsurprisingly quite aroused. The brief caress caused her to sigh through her nose. Pausing in his kissing her, he recalled his wandering hand, drawing the explorer finger to his face and he savoured the sex scent on it. He let it go to her nose too before he pushed it into his mouth to enjoy the taste. He revelled in the taste of her and it heightened his desire to perform oral sex upon her. He'd long been passionate about cunnilingus. No girl friend escaped it. Some were brought to shattering climaxes by it. Others, but not all, loved to lick their own love juices from his face afterwards. Two or three very close ones had even experienced the thrill of him inserting his tongue just after he'd climaxed inside them, seeking the taste of his come mixed into a cocktail of sex juices. But Clare was yet to find out about this aspect of his love-making technique. He began caressing both breasts, alternating caresses with attention to the nipples. Then he moved down a little in order to kiss them, gently chewing the nipples and softly sucking like a baby seeking mother's milk. He could tell she was responding, he could hear her heart thumping inside her chest. While still applying his mouth to her gorgeously small tits, he let his wandering hand going off again. Of course it quickly homed in on her soft pussy lips. This time he inserted two fingers and then he brought them into place either side of her clitoris. As he began the finger motions that pubescent girls learn, he returned to kissing her on the mouth, tongues again thrusting both ways and deep breathing through noses. Keeping a relentless pace of both actions he detected the tell-tale signs of her breathing accelerating. Now he stepped up the action in her pussy trying to ensure gentle but concerted stroking of her sensitive spot. She was extremely wet now and there was the occasional sound to reflect the growing urgency of the intimate activity. Impulsively he slid down the bed until his face was positioned level with the object of his desire. He parted her slender thighs and placed himself ready to connect with her most intimate part. He pressed his lips onto her vagina and probed with his tongue to open her up. As he parted her he felt the warm embrace of her moisture, the wetness that signalled her arousal and sent a surge through his. He tasted her intimately and enjoyed this secret aspect of her. The tip of his tongue then found her clitoris and began a gentle massage. By now he'd rested his hands on her breasts, holding her body in place with his arms. Concentrating on her clitoris he set about trying to work her passion into the frenzy that some women get to easily and others take time, work and concentration to reach. By her own account, Clare was going to need time. She responded, but slowly in his experience and he used every technique he knew to get her into a state of bliss. She began to moan and roll her body from side to side. He held her in place and she moved her head from side to side on the soft pillows instead. Her moaning became louder as her persevered, his jaw actually aching from his exertions. She emitted some deep gasps and he felt a confidence grow that he'd now got her close to her needs. His tongue was inflicting relentless attention on her and as it did she began what he felt certain were the grunts, gasps and body movements of a female orgasm. Without letting up, he kept his pressure on until she began to subside. Her movements and sounds slowed. Soon she was still. He'd slowed just behind her pace and as her stillness began he gently parted her thighs more, brought his hands down to beneath her buttocks and parted her cheeks, raising them slightly in the process. This gave him access to her bum and he extended his tongue to briefly perform some tonguing of her bum-hole on her while his nose practically penetrated her pussy. He treated her to this for a brief time, managing to rekindle some groaning as he did so. It was the first time in her life that this act had been performed on her and she was enjoying it, not least for the sheer sexiness and absolute intense intimacy of the act. She became still again and he looked up over her navel to see a serene face, eyes closed. He moved up towards her, grabbing a moist tissue from the bedside cabinet and swiftly wiping his face. Out of a strange inner sense of decency he closed her legs almost together but as he settled beside her he inserted his second finger deep into her cleft, moving it gently to and fro. "How did we do?" he asked only to be taken aback by her gasped reply. "Nearly!" she teased. He was sure that he'd taken her to the best of thrills but he hid any disappointed reaction with words of encouragement. Quickly repositioning himself onto his back to arrive in the so-called sixty-nine, he then explained how she should place her pussy in front of his face as she knelt on all fours. After saying that she was not expected to reciprocate he asked her to relax herself as much as possible. He placed a small cushion behind his head to raise it sufficiently so that he could place his mouth upon her intimately with less strain on his neck. After he began to work upon her she lowered herself onto her forearms to be more physically relaxed and slightly waggled her rear end more closely onto his face, like a nesting bird alighting onto her eggs. Her state of arousal from earlier was soon equalled again and as he applied his lips and tongue with experienced deftness her excitement grew. This time he intended to stay with the task until he was positive he'd succeeded. He held the delightful cheeks of her bum with both hands to help his positioning for his next attack on the heart of her sex. She began to moan as the intensity of her excitement grew. This moaning spurred him on. He could not tell but she had mentally switched off, her face pushed into a cushion, her mind purely on the sensations that his actions generated within her lovely body. Clare was now subconsciously almost uttering a low growl as she realised an orgasm could be upon her. The waves of sensations grew and grew and she excluded everything else from her mind to achieve her long held aim. Hearing the growl-like sound encouraged him in his efforts to bring her off. She'd not made these noises so far so he felt sure she was further on in her excitement. He quickened the pace and felt her respond. Her excitement added to his and if he could see it he would have been thrilled with just how much bigger than normal his cock was, the shaft somewhat wider, the knob huge and almost bursting with arousal. Clare's Sexpedition Episode 01 She couldn't see it either but earlier she'd moved her hand to grip him there through his pants. He sometimes caressed himself during long oral sex sessions perhaps enjoying how hard this sex act made him. Their combined efforts to get her to orgasm suddenly bore fruit. His quickening of the pace took her over the elusive edge and into ecstasy at last. Her growl turned into strong gasps delivered in a quickening stream and as he heard them he continued his diligent servicing to her intimate core. The climax coursed through her body causing her to judder and then cry out. It continued for several seconds, peaking and then beginning to slowly subside. He cautiously tried to track its flow so as to maintain every part of it for her. It reached its conclusion and she was quiet and still. He slowly halted his actions. They lay motionless, only their hearts and breathing were still heightened. Perhaps two minutes passed and then she quickly lifted her pussy from him and turned herself, kneeling to face him. Without speaking and with heaving lungs and ruffled hair she looked at him as though hypnotised. Flushed cheeks were another symptom of her condition. Clare moved over the bed upright on her knees and straddled his neck. Though strained by the recent effort he was thrilled to have got her to a climax and readily responded to her obvious demand. Still without speaking she cupped his head in one hand and pulled his face between her thighs and straight into her soft mound. He didn't need telling and began to work on her again. As she steadied her balance by holding the bed head he re-kindled her orgasmic embers, quickly reviving them to critical levels. He worked on, probing, chewing, with tongue flicks and lips on lips. He drank her lovely juices, feeling them travel down his throat with a warming sensation. Whilst enjoying her sexiness he let one hand go to his own excitement, hard within his pants. He sensed the dampness of his pre-come as he gripped himself, satisfied by the bulge of his head and the power of his erection. He became aware that Clare had begun that moan once again. She began to rock herself from her knees and drove her pussy harder onto his face. She steadied herself with one hand and placed her other palm onto her left breast, squeezing her own nipple very firmly. With his spare hand he now pushed her more firmly onto his face and stepped up the pace of his rousing of her. Her womanly cleft was hot, his cock was like granite, his tongue ached, her clitoris was highly excited. Then she suddenly gasped and arched her body forward as a new climax created some involuntary movements. The sensations ran through her and she practically cried out, exhaling the excited state she was in for those precious moments. From the excitement a brief stillness ensued and then she slid her vagina from Nick's face after the fulfilling climax and sat lightly on him. He felt the heart of her womanhood, very hot and juicy, press into his breastbone. He was pinned down by her slender thighs on his chest, her knees taking some of her weight each side of him. She was breathless from her exertions as well as the powerful orgasm. She pinned him further, placing a hand on each of his shoulders. Clare slid a little further down him in order to press her mouth to his. He felt her sensual wet heat travel down his torso. His erection was still strong and firm, almost to the point of the tightness of his bulbous head hurting slightly. He could now feel the pre-come on his belly and around the elastic of his pants. She raised herself from his lips and having also released one shoulder she felt behind her. Without a word she located his cock and slid her hand along its length inside the pants. She raised her wrist to push the front of the pants down, now wrapping her fingers around his hardness. A gentle squeeze produced some glistening pre-come onto her index finger and thumb. She released him and brought the crystal clear juice to her mouth and carefully licked it with the tip of her tongue. Still she said nothing but she did utter some approving sounds. Having enjoyed this small delight she again felt behind her and lifted his pants where they held his erection to his body. She travelled down his length and gently explored his balls, cupping them and applying soft caresses. With more wrist actions she manoeuvred his pants down until all of his hard erection was uncovered. Again she lowered her mouth towards his and started to slide further down him whilst holding his penis off his body. It occurred to her that there was a bit of weight in this cylinder of hot pressured blood. Now she pushed her stomach back to lift herself slightly from him so as to present her vaginal lips at an angle to receive his hard cock. As soon as Nick realised what she planned he exclaimed "No! I said I can't. Don't! Don't do it!". She ignored him, continued to move down him, noting that he had not moved one muscle in resistance. She guided his hot head to her moist slit. Without needing to see, she deftly connected the two at the first attempt. As they actually touched together, he exhaled a short compressed gasp as the sensations hit him. She allowed only slight penetration, perhaps just over half of his head was between her labial lips when she began some slow motions, almost stirring her hole with his hard shiny head, extending her lips out to the sides. After some moments of this she slid some more of him inside herself. She was enjoying the feel of this penetration. She now had all of his head within her and it felt large compared to her previous encounters even though Nick's length was similar to some of those others she'd allowed to join with her. His emotions were struggling, he knew he could not resist this experience, he consoled himself that she'd initiated it but he didn't want a sex hangover to occur and strain their friendship and he had other reasons buried in the past which he could not share with Clare. He remembered an old adage he'd heard years back, 'A standing cock has no conscience!'. How he was demonstrating that now! But Clare is gorgeous and very sexy and in any case, she'd started the whole thing off with him, he reasoned in order to convince himself. She felt great so far too, as far as he was in her that is. They all feel unique to him. They must be like finger prints he thought. Every woman that he'd entered felt different. Come to think of it, they all taste different, he mused. Clare moved again which broke his chain of thoughts. She gradually drew his full length within her and then, as he was assessing her internal shape, he felt her use some amazing womanly muscles cleverly to provide intermittent flexing gripping of his shaft. Nick momentarily recalled that he'd once experienced a girl who was so adapt at the technique she had brought him to a climax by those movements alone. 'Where did Clare learn that' he speculated to himself. She was quite big inside, more so than he had anticipated which was a mild surprise to him but he was taken yet again by how incredibly moist she was. To his pride, he was now hearing Clare say "You've got such a great cock, Nick. I love how wide it is, especially the head. There was no way I'd have let you keep it from me". With that she eased her back upright and began a gyratory movement of her hips which served to ease his erection in and out of her by just an inch or so whilst also gently grind her clitoris on the trimmed hair just above his cock. He placed his hands on her breasts and rubbed the nipples between thumb and forefinger in time to her rhythm. He had to be careful to control himself now. He was so aroused by this girl, her fabulous body, the passion she showed and engendered, he'd need to be alert to stave off an early climax. As he used every trick in his book to take his mind elsewhere he could hear Clare give slight grunts of breath in time with her very sexy movements. He thought of the oak tree, but that brought his mind back to Clare who'd held his hand there and who was now riding him with her aroused wetness flowing slowing from her pussy to his balls. She was very wet indeed and the room had taken on the distinctive aroma of a fulfilling sex session. He thought about their meal earlier but then he remembered the slit in her dress and the missing underwear. She'd obviously dressed so sexily with her end result in mind. He thought about things in the room they were in and held the subject for some prolonging moments but she distracted him by increasing her pace and the volume of her gasps. He realised she was close to climaxing again and he turned his attention to the characteristics she was displaying. Clare pressed her hands into his shoulders, her eyes were closed, her mouth pouted to add volume to her breathing. He placed his hands on her hips and helped provide energy to her movements but letting her decide the speed. She stepped it up again and let her head hang back. She'd entered that other world that some women go to, to experience their orgasms. She'd not hear anything now until she'd gone through the shudders of extreme thrilled sensations. His distracted thoughts were working and his own potential to climax stayed in check. He continued observing her as she rode his cock very firmly indeed now, firm to the point of seemingly trying to bend it which induced a pleasurable ache along its full length. She dug her nails into him which coincided with her gasps becoming practically unbroken and she ground herself deeply onto him, his shaft buried firmly inside her. Clare was totally absorbed into her sex. Suddenly she was there. Her gasps became more guttural and intense. He was sure he felt several shudders ricochet through her and she slowed to a stillness before going quiet except for getting her breath back. Then she slowly fell forward onto him, temporarily exhausted. Her hair had flailed across his face, her mouth was on his shoulder and she bit into it quite firmly but not to the point of real pain. Some moments went by. He stroked his left hand down her back following the contours of her spine. He slipped it between the cheeks of her bum and rested a finger tip on her bum hole which felt slightly warmer than the rest of her. She didn't respond to this at all. As her breathing became normal he fleetingly tensed his cock which was still erect deep inside her, causing the knob to swell a little more. "Hey, I felt that!" she said, her first words since her orgasmic experiences began. Then she raised herself, allowing cooling air to react to the sweat from the two bodies in contact. She looked down into his eyes. He smiled up at her as she said "Thank you. This is better than I could've hoped for. And I'm really looking forward to whatever's next." He paused before replying. "You know some great moves considering you had a dilemma about being satisfied." "Long story, - for another time!" was her enigmatic reply as he began a slow gentle movement inside to keep his erection topped up. She eased herself off his still hardened cock and held it for a few seconds with a playful squeeze. Then she adopted a position that enabled her to rub his cock on and between her breasts, particularly pushing the head into her erect nipples. Having coated herself with as much of her own juices as she could impart this way she swung around and presented her tits right in front of his face. "Lick my pussy juices off my tits -- I like that!" she commanded and though a little shocked by her forwardness, he obediently began the process of completely removing the scented juices from her tiny sweet orbs. She thrust her head back to push herself at him more. He enjoyed her request, relishing the taste of her and detecting his pre-come. He softly clamped his teeth on each nipple in turn, biting to inflict gentle pain but nothing more. As he did she said "I'm going to do some of this later." and with that she moved lower, bent over him, let her hair loose to fall all around her handful of cock. Forming an O with her lips, Clare slid his knob through where she greeted it with flicks of her tongue. She followed this with attentive licking of the entire length, revelling in the taste of her own juices which by now had flowed widely. She concluded with a smack of her lips. SHARING CONFIDENCES Suddenly Clare said "I'm very aroused and I want to tell you about something but I hope you won't judge me. I've never shared this story with anyone, not even Alison, but now we've fucked I feel that I can share it with you. You'll see why I don't easily share it. It's very steamy, it's raunchy and, to be honest if I'm feeling horny I still get turned on by it but if I'm not I can still be embarrassed but not quite ashamed. Can I tell you?" Intrigued as he was there was only one reply. She continued "I was in my final year at Uni. A load of us had been out and there was a lot of drinking. Gradually people dropped out and in the end I was the only girl and there were five lads left. We ended up back at a flat where we drank some more. We were messing around deciding what to do and one of the lads suggested that we make it a specially memorable occasion for the six of us and create a special bond. We were all up for that suggestion and he went on to explain his idea. He asked if we were all on board for 'Guess Whose'. Of course, it meant nothing to me so I asked what it was. I was drunk but still in control, but reduced inhibitions and a sense of adventure, however raunchy. He said that I was the key person if we were to do it, putting me on the spot. He took me aside so as not to keep me on the spot and he explained it. For the life of me I don't know why but I agreed. I do know why really -- it was to do with a phase I was in then, in fact a phase I'm still in. I'm not sorry because it was a very hot game and nobody got hurt. Anyway it started with everyone stripping off. I wasn't shy. I topless sun-bathe so it was just a bit more. Then I had to give each of the lads a bit of a hand job, not to bring them off but more to size them up, so to speak. They were all hard by the time I got to them, quite a nice selection of pricks too. I'd already fucked two of the guys previously, just one night stands, but I could've gone with any of them there and then was what went through my mind. Then we get to the crunch. I was blind-folded and I got down on all fours. One by one they entered me briefly. They weren't allowed to fuck me properly, just enter me, hold inside for around ten seconds then out. I had to guess who was who. Do you know, telling you this is getting me very, uhh, very turned on again. There was a variety of lengths and curves and knob sizes and I got three right, not bad. The last one was easy, Jules, a Caribbean guy. Good job he was last too or I'd hardly have gripped the others! In his case, that rumour is true! It was memorable like we'd wanted and we pledged to keep it between us. I don't know if they did and I've got the most reason to keep it quiet. Anyway, I know it's safe with you and I can see you find it, - shall we say - interesting." She nodded towards his erection which was at bursting point, such was the effect of her tale. "After the guessing game there was still loads of sexual tension in the room, we're all there wondering what's next and another suggestion came up. I was horny but I wasn't going to take them all on, even though I genuinely, just briefly, considered it and I wasn't going to choose only one of them either. There's a name for what we did and I can't remember it but they persuaded me to lie on the floor and they all stood over me. They all wanked off onto me. I got covered in their spunk, jets of it. I teased them by holding my mouth open and one managed to get a bit on target. I've always been turned on by spunk from a very early sexual experience. I've also got very excited from seeing these lads turned on by me and for this lot to have each been in me and then jizzing onto me got me so aroused that I started to rub it all over my breasts and between my legs. Then I began frigging myself, lubricated my clitoris with their spunk. I was rubbing it in deep." "That spurred on the two who still hadn't come on me. Jules was one of them and I watched fascinated as he brought himself off. His knob was big, and I mean big. I just wanted to suck his come out of him. He was last to come and had a determined look as he got near to his climax. I propped myself up with my arms behind me and held my head in a seductive way with my mouth open. He had moved nearer to my face and put his knob nearer my face. He shot his load and it deliberately sprayed onto my face, some of it went into my mouth. As he shot some more out, much slower now, I raised my head and sucked his knob briefly. It was not fully pressured now but still very big and I got to taste his spunk which I swallowed. His spunk - and there was a lot of it - was running down my face and I managed to lick some more of it. I made a promise to myself to fuck him one day but that's yet to happen. Anyway, once they'd all shot they calmed down a lot of course -- like you men do! One of them took me off to the bathroom so I could shower. It was this guy's flat. Once he got me alone he turned me to face him and unbelievably he began licking their stuff off my tits. I was so much further aroused by this I realised that I was letting him finger me too while I held his cock and boy was I wet inside. I nearly came it was so horny and dirty and sexy." "He'd got another hard-on now, he was so excited and I was very tempted but I didn't want the others to find us doing anything. We got into the shower and he helped me wash. I washed him too, in parts, really rock hard again by now. I was still so sorely tempted and I gave in to it. He was one of the bigger boys after all. D'you know, Nick, I'm getting really thrilled by telling you this. We ended up that I did him mostly by hand and then I turned away from him and casually bent over on some pretext, still while we showered. He didn't need telling twice, he grabbed my hips, placed his knob where it was needed and he pulled me back onto his full length. He didn't take long - unfortunately. He managed a few really strong deep thrusts and he came inside me. He's one of those guys who comes in real volume, loads of it. I remembered that from earlier and I felt him burst inside me, very hot and powerful, even second time round. I felt a little bit disappointed that it hadn't lasted longer but still, that was better than the others realising what had gone on and them getting jealous." "We cleaned up and returned to the group who were all at least partly clothed now. We reminded ourselves that it was all to be kept between us and we all crashed out. As a post script to the story, I slept on the sofa. Some time during the night, I was sleeping on my front and I was joined on the settee. It was totally dark and no words were exchanged. I felt someone there and my quilt was just pushed aside and my legs were parted. I felt a very hard cock flop onto the crack of my bum. I wasn't forced, but, d'you know, I actually offered my pussy up in the air, I fully allowed one of them to take me from behind, not knowing who it was. I was still on such a sexual high. He put about three fingers in me first and then I felt his hard cock slide into me. It was all still very wet and sticky inside me and that added to it for me if I'm honest, probably having a mix of come inside me. He seemed to enjoy what he'd helped himself to and he left another measure of my favourite creamy stuff in me before he slid out, bit my bum and crept away. The only sound he made was a bit of involuntary squelching and a few grunts as he emptied himself into my wet pussy. I realised that I'd been keeping my eyes closed to keep it a mystery even though it was really dark. I think I know who it was but it adds to my thrills that I don't properly know and that I willingly let myself be just taken and fucked by a mystery man, albeit no stranger. He knows, of course but he's never let on to me. I reckon it wasn't Jules though if you know what I mean although I would have quite liked him inside me again. I noticed that when he jizzed on my face there really was a lot of it. And a good size cock, head like a large plum. I'd really like to get a proper fucking by him." Clare's Sexpedition Episode 01 After a brief silence he breathlessly said to her "Clare darling, that was practically the horniest story I've ever heard. And to think that it's not made up! And to think that it was you! I'm so turned on by it I could almost come just listening to you. I'm not judging you. I share your sentiments entirely. Wow, what a sexy story. There's a lot more to you than I ever realised." She smiled at him and reached for his erection. "Does it make any reservations about tonight go away?" "Well, pretty much so but I can't be sure until we see how we go on. Careful how you touch me. After that story I'm on a short fuse! Anyway, are there any more stories like that?" Shaking her head she replied "Not really, perhaps one or two fairly hot things but I'll not tell you just yet. Besides I want to hear about you. I know you said that you don't talk about such things but there must be a story you can share with me after what I've just told you." He thought for a moment and then said "I'll tell you about something that took me completely by surprise. I'd been living here for a just over a year and Jenny had worked here all that time so she knew me and my ways and my, well, my lifestyle with females. One morning, a Saturday I think, I was still in bed -- alone on this occasion. There was a knock at the door and immediately Jenny came straight in. She had some tea for me which was not her normal sort of service. It was summer, quite warm and I only had a sheet over me, nothing on underneath. She'd actually woken me and, as is the way with men, I had a very stiff morning hard on. It was obvious to her before it was apparent to me that she could see the lump in the bed sheet. She said nothing, put the tea down and held her finger to her lips to indicate 'keep quiet'." "She sat on the bed very near to me and in a mock absent-minded sort of way she put her hand on my hard on. As she did I went to speak but she pressed a finger gently on my lips to keep me quiet. She wore a skirt and I realised she was kicking her shoes off. She pulled the bed sheet back to reveal me in all my glory and she immediately straddled me. She had nothing on under her skirt and I caught a glimpse of her bush. She's got quite a thick big bush down there. She sat on my cock and I could feel a moist heat from her and her hair. She moved about, raised herself and gently lifted my prick and rubbed my knob into her lips and she was quite wet. Still holding me to silence, not that I tried hard to speak, she lowered herself onto me and took all of me. She was very hot and wet inside, and obviously well aroused. She's quite a big girl in pussy terms which I do like. I noticed some of her juices had run down her thigh. Her panties were just protruding from a pocket in her skirt." "She began to ride me and she did it in a very determined way. Her face changed as she went into a very vigorous sexual pounding of herself onto me. She was concentrating very hard and she began to gasp in time with her plunges. She drove on, getting even more noisy and animated and as she got louder her expression changed further with closed eyes and a sort of concentrated determination. It was my studying of her that kept my mind off my own situation because I could easily have come quickly with such a surprise sex session. She powered on and I sensed she was coming. She was making very sexy noises and very loud. She'd gripped my arm to help her power down on me and then she climaxed with practically a scream. It went on for quite a while and then she slowed her pace until she stopped, breathless and her head dropped forward so I couldn't now see her face. After a few moments she started to compose herself. She raised herself off my cock which was still very hard -- I'd not climaxed -- and she eased herself off me." "She stood up and looked at me and simply said 'There's no need for us to speak of this -- please!'. I said nothing but some instinct in me caused me to run my hand inside her thigh right to the top. When I touched her hair I quickly pushed two fingers into her. Crikey she was wet. I touched her clit and she sighed then after a few seconds of me playing with it she stepped back and we disconnected. She turned and left the room and I licked my fingers -- and very nice too." "Was that it?" demanded Clare. "What happened after that?" "Well, we did speak about it some while later. I brought it up in as easy a manner as I could muster. I told her how I was very flattered, how I'd really enjoyed it and how it had come as such a surprise. It turns out that her home life gives her nothing in the way of satisfying such needs. She can't satisfy herself properly. She had wondered what to do and that warm summer morning her desires overcame all else. It wasn't particularly me that she wanted, it was simply a fuck. I glibly said something like 'Well, if I can help again.' and she said 'Really?'" "Some two or three weeks later her man was away and I suggested she should come around for dinner. She did, we planned nothing sexual but she cooked, I did the wine, good wines, we enjoyed each other's company and then I said 'My turn for you to keep quiet'. I led her upstairs, lay her on the bed, pulled her panties off and went down on her. I gave her the best cunnilingus I could manage. It'd been ages since I'd gone down on an untrimmed bush and I enjoyed it even though it made my face very red for a time. Parting her lips with so much hair around them was quite something. She was soaking wet again and I brought her off with my mouth. She howled quite a lot and practically wrestled me as she climaxed -- very intense long orgasms she has, no wonder she wanted to get laid. As she was recovering she opened my trousers -- I hadn't planned to fuck her but she wanted to so I pressed into her and controlled my thoughts so that I brought her off again. As she was getting her breath back I went for a hat trick which actually turned into a multiple she told me later. Me, I just managed to hold back. I never shot on any occasion with her even though I came very close cos' it was very raunchy. In fact we never even kissed except for oral sex on her. I never saw her breasts though I did handle them while I went down on her. There was some unspoken understanding between us from that first encounter." Clare looked at him, enthralled by the story. "And what came of it?" she asked. "Well, let's put it this way. There are occasions when my morning tea is quite cool by the time I'm allowed to drink it." "And have you fucked as a couple yet?" "No" was his reply "We're fuck buddies who understand that it is all one way -- for her. I actually get quite a thing by keeping it that way although there have been some close calls -- she's always very hot when she comes for it. She offered me a blow job once and I said that we'll keep it for a special occasion. I'm looking forward to that. She never comments on any of my relationships. She'll never expect you and I to end up fucking, I'll bet." Clare arranged herself and him so that she could emulate Jenny's first fuck with him -- even though she'd done practically the same act earlier on. Her pussy slid up and down his hardened cock and she pictured him with his face buried intimately in another woman. From nowhere her heightened state spilled over into orgasm and he felt her tremble as the sensations took over her nervous system. As she recovered her composure she asked him how he liked her pussy after he'd referred to the size of Jenny's and how he liked it. "Your pussy is superb" he said "and you and I make a nice fit. In my experience, they all feel different and they all taste different. I do like big ones -- it goes back to an early experience when I fucked a girl with the biggest I've ever had, even now. She was called Christine and she was so hot and we fucked for ages each session perhaps because she was so big. But she was gagging for it and I really enjoyed a big play ground. I put my whole hand in just to see if I could. Anyway enough of her, yours is lovely, quite amazing when you grip me which feels really good, you taste great and I like being in you. You do great things with your pussy muscles. That's a big turn on for me. Your whole body is lovely and I've always been aroused by it from long before you knew." SERIOUS FUCKING By now Nick wanted a climax of his own but wanted to try for a long spell simply fucking Clare. If he could get his mind in the right state he knew he could do it. He turned her on to her back and positioned himself on her. He kissed her in a long deep, serious way and she sensed the difference. She submitted to him and he held her arms firmly then spread her legs with his and placed his still hard cock up to her hot sex lips. She was very wet now. He inserted his knob, held it between her lips then firmly slid his full length into her. He pushed in hard, spreading her thighs somewhat and got as far in her as was possible. Her eyes widened at this then he began a rhythmic stroke in and out of her, withdrawing all but his knob end. His strokes were determined and apart from some more deep kissing on her lips and neck plus licking her ears, he concentrated on the fuck. He kept his mind in control to stave off his orgasm. Beneath him, her orgasm began to arise after three or four minutes of this treatment. He strove on, very gradually increasing his pace. Some few more minutes further and she gasped as she climaxed. Though he felt her shudder he made no change to his actions. Continuing the determined fuck kept her high and her climax receded, only to return again. Breathlessly she threw her head from side to side as another peak was reached. His control of his mind during sex was not always guaranteed but when it worked it could prove very effective. Clare was lucky that night as he stayed in control despite the whole evening turning into a sex spectacular for him. Neither counted but his machine-like screwing of her delivered a multiple orgasm that Clare would likely remember, possibly forever. Nick kept the unrelenting motion going for fifteen, maybe twenty minutes and during that time she spent seven or eight minutes in orgasm. Deciding he had earned his climax, he slowed to a stop and gradually withdrew his cock. Nick looked at Clare whose eyes suggested she was in a trance. Without speaking he re-arranged her, placing her long slender legs up against his torso, her feet near his head. He rolled her back, practically into a wrestling hold, in a way that placed her pussy in an offered position. He could just about see her sex lips, flushed and swollen, as he manoeuvred himself for more penetration. His qualms of earlier evening were well behind him for now. He was deep in his 'fuck mode'. He'd managed the serious long shagging and he felt sure she'd benefitted from it. She hadn't resisted anything he'd done, she'd even initiated some things so now he would fuck her for his own ends. He slid in once again and the new position, which gave deep penetration, caused her to groan in appreciation. He began long slow strokes, withdrawing practically his full length before the return stroke. After four or five such strokes Clare began participating by using her vaginal muscles he had commented upon earlier to grip around his cock but only on the exit stroke, almost a milking type action. It proved very stimulating for him and coupling this with his mind now in fuck-freeflow he felt stirrings of orgasm before long. Clare's rhythm was perfect and it was particularly noticeable for Nick, causing his knob to get seriously aroused. In no time the sensations of orgasm were ready to roll and they did. As the pleasure built up and swirled within him Clare literally did milk him. His ejaculation, assisted in this manner, was more powerful than usual, as were all of the associated sensations. She felt a substantial release of spunk arrive inside her, perhaps in part caused by the long build up through this sexy night. Unusually for him, he cried out as the climax peaked, part gasp, part grunt and that thrilled Clare who would have come again herself if he'd gone on a little longer. He carried on the few more strokes that exhausted his spurts and she noticed how deep he was pushing into her now, his instinctive action to place his sperm deep inside a mate to get them nearer to their natural target. The two of them became motionless and then rolled apart but reassembled lying on their sides, each one's arms wrapped around the other. Still no words just some passionate kisses. It was a warm night, only a sheet was covering them when Nick awoke. It was still dark outside. Clare was asleep with her back to him. He quickly recalled the events of some hours earlier. He did have mixed feeling but his sex drive was winning the debate. He hoped it would continue to do so and that Clare would be happy with their coupling. As he lay there re-running in his mind the sex that they had shared, his cock roused into a serious hard on. He toyed with some different ideas. Clare being practically in the foetal position was going to receive some attention. He moved down the bed and placed his face close to her bum. He gently parted her cheeks and again tongued her bumhole but only briefly. He enjoyed this but was never certain what the recipient got from it apart from intimacy. Opening her legs, he moved around to her slit, still a bit swollen and with some dried juices apparent. He performed some gentle licking and then raised one of her legs more to allow him to insert his tongue. She was full of juices including his and he buried himself as deep as he could to taste everything. Clare, of course, could not sleep through this but lay still and complied. No previous lovers had given her so much oral attention and she had become a keen fan of the activity. After some minutes of cunnilingus, Nick again re-positioned and once in the spoons line up he parted her lips with his fingers and slid his hard cock between them. As he probed her depths he sensed his earlier spunk around his knob. Thrilled by this and the overall sexual experience still unfolding he began the to and fro movements gently but with his own excitement in mind. Clare just allowed it to go on and recalled the particular part of her earlier story that Nick was unintentionally almost copying, albeit not as a mystery shagger. He powered into her, his own needs paramount this time, He held her hip to assist his thrusts deep into her sopping crevice. She gasped in time as his cock speared her time and again. The swollen pussy awash with come meant Nick took a few minutes to reach orgasm and as he did he gripped Clare firmly as he placed several more jets of warm creamy spunk within her. He'd taken himself right to the brink of ejaculation and then held his knob right between her sex lips, moving it just fractionally to give himself an extended orgasm. She lay there and smiled to herself, enjoying the feel of the hard cock rodding her and the arrival of more creamy stuff. This was real sex and she loved it. "That was a good, hard shag! Thanks, I loved it!" she confided to him. JENNY'S TURN Nick woke again much later to find himself alone in the large bed. He assumed Clare had slipped away to her own bedroom at some point in the early hours after he'd brought himself off inside her. As he reflected on the activities of the night before, the bedroom door quietly opened and Jenny came in holding one finger to her lips in the coded way that had become adopted. She wore a blouse and skirt and Nick noticed that her blouse buttons were done up only to the point that left a significant cleavage on view. Jenny quickly arrived at the bedside and in a deft move pulled the bed sheet off him to reveal another firm erection that early morning and his thoughts of Clare from the night before had produced. Nick couldn't believe his luck as it became clear that he was to get another fuck so soon and that he actually had the hard on that was necessary for it. He slowly slid his hand up the inside of her leg right to the top. No panties of course. He arrived at her pronounced bush and then her lips which were hot and moist. It seems that Jenny had given herself a little bit of preparation, either that or she was just dammed hot and needing seeing to. He slipped two fingers in sufficiently to get them moist with her juices. As she moved to mount him he raised the fingers to his mouth and licked the tasty coating from them, thinking how good she tasted too. Jenny held the erect cock up as she got into position. She teased herself with it by rubbing it around her wet lips before placing it ready for entry. Nick arched his lower back in a sudden move that caught Jenny unawares. His cock speared into her and she gasped as she took its full length which he held firmly in her. As Nick lowered his back Jenny began her ride. Nick needed to keep his mind in control so that Jenny could get to a climax. He compared the feel of her to how Clare felt inside. Clare was not too tight initially and that had eased a little during their long night of penetration. Jenny's pussy was big, the size he preferred really so some good mind control could stave off an ejaculation until Jenny came. He began to wonder about her breasts and why they were more revealed today than ever before. He thought he'd test the point by slowly undoing the blouse buttons from the top fastened one. First one, then two -- no reaction from her as she slid her pussy up and down his firm prick. Another button and then the one nearest her skirt was undone too. Her bra was clearly on view to him and her deep cleavage wobbled in time with her sex act. Determined to see more he reached behind her and still meeting no resistance he undid the clasps. The bra fell forward to reveal her huge firm breasts and large pink nipples which were erect like the tips of his pinkie fingers. He held them, one in each hand and he circled his thumbs over each nipple. Jenny ploughed on fucking him and he couldn't tell whether his attention to her breasts was doing anything for her although her groaning had now started. He raised his torso and faced her orbs more closely. Reaching out with his tongue he licked her right nipple and then took it fully into his mouth and sucked on it. This caused Jenny to groan appreciatively and she threw her head back in reaction which also propelled her breast into his face. As he moved his oral attention to her left nipple he saw the bathroom door slowly open and a naked Clare emerged. She edged forward on tip-toes and when their eyes met she held her index finger to her lips. Half way across the room she stopped and simply feasted her eyes on the activity before her. Jenny was totally unaware of Clare's presence and had stepped up her movements as she sensed the early signs of an orgasm growing inside her. She was very wet now and her juices were flowing onto Nick. As he became aware of the wetness he saw Clare begin to touch herself. She pinched a nipple, quite aggressively it seemed to Nick, and slipped two fingers between her legs. Even in the dim light of the be-curtained bedroom Nick could tell that she was teasing her own clitoris with the two fingers. She'd adjusted her stance to accommodate herself. From slow initial movements she was now really going at herself, masturbating in a fast and accomplished way. Nick began to consider his very sexy sensual dilemma. He was being furiously ridden by one partner who needed the fuck and to come, whilst he was being watched by his other partner who was performing a personal sex act before his very eyes without the girl on his cock even knowing she was there. How could he not explode inside her with such a sexy scenario? Jenny was as loud as she had been on the previous occasions, a fact that he and Clare found very stimulating. He pushed his face between Jenny's tits but kept an occasional eye on Clare who seemed to be very far on with her mission. He began to feel the early signs of coming and feared he may let Jenny down but she suddenly embraced him around the neck with one arm, supporting herself with the other. Pushing his face further into her breasts she exhaled repeatedly with gusto as her orgasm gripped her. She seemed to climax for ever but he managed to hold himself in check. Clare's Sexpedition Episode 02 Writer's Introduction Aspects of this story may intrigue you, if you have not read the prequel - Clare's Sexpedition Episode 01. Clare gets up to many more sexy activities in that and future episodes but the story below concentrates on her mother, Anna, taking a certain matter up with Nick with the words "You fucked my daughter, you bastard!" ****** A bright red car came to a halt on the driveway at Nick's home, the wheels locking on the loose stones of the driveway. The tall elegant lady driver emerged, strode purposefully to the house and knocked on the front door. Nick opened the door without checking whose car had arrived. He was astonished to see Anna standing before him and instantly noticed the lack of a smile on her face. "We need to talk!" was her greeting as she marched into the hallway. She turned as he closed the door and as their eyes met again she hissed "You fucked my daughter, you bastard!" Nick's face dropped as the accusation took hold. "I think you may have got the wrong end of the stick." he stammered. "Don't try to deny it. I know what's gone on." Anna fiercely retorted. "Look Anna, I know you too well not to try to lie to you. It's just that there'll be more to the story than perhaps you're aware of. Let's try to be reasonable and I'll try to explain." "Explain! Explain! This'll be good. You fuck my daughter and now you want to explain." she said stepping nearer to Nick. He stood his ground but feared she wanted to slap his face. "You might not believe what I tell you but I'll not be inventing it. What'd be the point! Because, you see, Clare bedded me. Yes, I was weak but the initiative and the seduction came from Clare." Nick said. Anna looked at him with wide eyes and in a softer voice said "Seduction? You got seduced! You! Perhaps you'd explain that but before you do I'm going to be brutally frank and honest with you because -- well - I still feel that I owe it to you. We had some great times, which I'll never forget. It was circumstances that caused it to end, not my feelings for you, you know that. When I found out about you and Clare..." He interrupted her. "How did you find out and what do you think happened?" Anna resumed "I'll not tell you how but I know that she came here and spent the night in your bed. But my point is...well, to be blunt, when I found out I was angry but that rapidly gave way to jealousy. Yes, jealousy. It reminded me of our times together and I got jealous and then, well, I'll admit to you, I got aroused too. I realised that I wanted you again. I'm not proud of it but I'm incredibly turned on by the fact that you've had sex with my daughter. I'm well aware of Clare's sex drive and her adventurous ways of meeting her needs. I don't know everything but I know quite a lot. I also feel it's weird but this latest thing has really turned me on. I don't know why but I'm so turned on by it, it's not true. Actually, I'm very, very turned on by it to the point that if we don't......" Her words trailed away. Nick looked into her eyes and placed his hands on her upper arms. "When you hear what happened you'll realise that Clare was motivated by the fact that you and I had slept together. She wanted sex with a man that her mother had had sex with. This whole thing is incredible and so amazing I'm not sure I can take it all in." Anna returned his sensitive holding of arms and then drew him to her and kissed him very sensuously on the lips. "That's not what I was expecting." said Nick as their lips pulled apart. "Well, as I'm trying to tell you, I've been unbelievably turned on by it all and seeing you again is adding to it. Once I realised how it was affecting me I've been in a permanent state of arousal. I tried frigging myself but that didn't calm it down. On impulse I got in the car and drove here. I didn't even check if you were in. Nick - take me to bed, - please." Anna's last few words almost pleaded to him. Nick smiled into her eyes and said "Are you sure? I'm very happy to but only if you're sure it's what you want, especially given the circumstances. Are you really sure?" She slid her hands down to hold his. "Sure! If you knew how damp I am you wouldn't need to ask. Take me to your bedroom but be mindful I'll need some looking after and I may ask you about things you did with Clare. Can you cope with that?" Nick led the way. "It's not my normal style but I'm getting aroused now and if I think it'll add to the sex, I'll play along." In the bedroom, without speaking, they both undressed. Nick reminded himself of Anna's fantastic body. Always looking younger than her years, she was tall, appropriately slim but for her magnificent, big firm breasts. She had nice bum cheeks and slender legs. Auburn hair touched her shoulders. He noticed that there was just a small patch of dark red pubic hair above her sex lips. He also saw that her panties were lined with a wad of tissue, obviously damp with sex juices. He wished he could sniff it. He loved the sensual scent of sexual arousal. They lay on top of the bed and turned and faced each other to kiss deeply. Her hand went to his hard cock and caressed it gently. She rolled onto her back and he touched her at the top of her legs to check just how moist she was. As he parted her lips his probing finger almost slid inside her, she was so wet, far wetter than he remembered her ever being. "I've been like that for nearly two days. That's what tipped me over into coming to see you." She pulled him onto her and Nick remembered too that Anna liked moments of dominance during sex. "Did you go down on Clare?. He nodded which triggered her to push him down by his shoulders until his face was level with her pussy, reminding Nick that Anna's was perhaps the prettiest pussy he'd ever seem. She parted her thighs to open her inner-most parts to his full view. He could smell the unmistakeable aroma of female arousal and it heightened his own arousal. She pushed his face into her wet lips and as he engaged in noisy cunnilingus Anna pushed her head back and loudly sighed in early satisfaction. She was willingly having sex with a man who had recently fucked her daughter, extremely turned on by the thoughts of that fact. Her breathing grew deeper, faster and louder as his actions on her clitoris took her excitement to higher and higher levels. She thought about Nick intimately licking Clare and her sensations began to peak into her first orgasm. She pushed Nick's face harder into her and added some pelvic thrusts as her climax rippled through her. She part gasped, part growled at the peak of her excitement. As her orgasm subsided Anna eased her hold on Nick and he read this as a sign to move back up, hoping that he'd get to penetrate that wonderful pussy once again. Sure enough, she manoeuvred him into a position that allowed him to put his bulging knob at her entrance. "Fuck me like you fucked Clare!" she whispered and thrust towards him. She was so wet that his hard cock slid unhindered deep into her hot pussy. She was surprisingly tight but then he recalled that she had one of the tighter pussies he'd ever been inside. He momentarily realised the fact that Anna was tighter than Clare, almost remonstrating with himself for comparing. He settled into a smooth rhythm and Anna rose slightly to meet each thrust. "Did you make her come?" she asked only to hear that that was where most of the story was. Nick proceeded to slide his bone-hard cock in and out of her superb vagina, relishing the thrilling feelings. Anna began another climax and Nick tried to control his own excitement knowing that Anna would need a lot of sex before he should come. As she peaked she writhed in reaction to his cock ramming to and fro. Her head thrashed from side to side and she dug her fingers into his back in an excited but controlled manner. He gripped her large breasts and sucked hard on an erect nipple. Anna had orgasmed again, this time under him. As she recovered her composure he halted his fucking and rested on her while his dick throbbed within her, postponing any climax of his own. "How much fucking will you need?" he asked impishly. "Ohhhhh, quite a lot and next I want you to tit fuck me, like you used to. You won't have done that with Clare, will you?" she giggled referring to Clare's small breasts. He didn't answer but smiled and withdrew his cock from Anna's very wet pussy with a satisfying squelch. Now Nick straddled Anna and put his slippery organ between her breasts. She held them and formed a wonderful substitute for the real vagina below. As Nick slid in and out of Anna's breasts she said "I want you to squirt your spunk onto my breasts, Nick." He never even considered asking why. He settled into a pace that would soon bring spunk spurting from his bulbous knob. As it neared, he indicated to Anna and she awaited the joy of his climax. Nick expertly controlled his thrusts, withdrawing right at the crucial moment to allow the first jet of milky spunk to fly from him to land on Anna's cleavage with some splashing just under her chin. The pleasure zipping through him was high on his scale. The added excitement of the fucking both mother and daughter scenario was certainly showing up in his sensations. Three more jets shot from him to land on both breasts and above them. They were followed by a couple of weaker jerks which dripped slowly and Nick placed blobs directly onto her nipples. As his flow petered out, Anna erotically massaged her breasts and smoothed his juices all over her breasts and chest as well as her neck, groaning as she did so. Nick recalled Clare's description of the time all those guys wanked onto her and how she had rubbed the spunk all over her body and up between her legs. He watched the sensual act now being done by Anna as his cock began to soften from his spent climax. Did Anna know about Clare's spunky experience too? Nick did know that Anna would want more fucking though and that he'd need to be able to stiffen up again quite soon. Anna said "I needed you to do that. I wanted to be marked by you, to have your smell on me to remind me that you've had me again. But we need to fuck some more, - right! So, while we get you back into shape tell me what happened. How did Clare seduce you?" Nick regaled the whole thing, leaving out only the 'Guess the dick' story. Anna was totalling intrigued, especially about the bi-sexual bit with Jenny and she held Nick's cock as he told all. He was soon hard again as he reacted to the excitement of the events, then and today's. Once he was fully hard and Anna had heard everything and quizzed Nick for more details, she sat across his hips. "Like this, was it?" she said as she slid back onto his knob, raised it and took his whole shaft inside her. She then started to fuck him with very determined movements of her pelvis, her large breasts bouncing with the rhythm, nipples erect and covered with the now dried spunk. As she did so she asked Nick "Do you know when she first had sex?" Nick shook his head and said "No, but I bet she was young." Anna ground her pussy onto his hard cock and said "I think so too. There were more than a few occasions when I accidentally walked in on her fully masturbating. I never remonstrated with her, rather I tried to talk her through what it all meant and how to keep it discrete and special, you know. We had a great rapport and she'd ask me all sorts of things about sex." Anna continued. "She never told me but I detected a change in her asking me about things, as though she had found some of it out for herself now, so I guessed she was no longer a virgin. I kept an eye on her as best I could and made sure she knew where we kept condoms. Sure enough, some of them went. I counted! I suggested to our doctor that she put Clare on the pill. I know that she brought boys home for sex. I was happy that she had somewhere safe and comfortable to do it. I just know that she's got a huge sex drive and, y'know, I'm sure she got it from me. This is so hot, fucking you and talking about Clare who fucked you just like this, in this bed." There was a pause and Anna became more intense. She ground onto Nick's cock with greater gusto and with a deeper note to her voice said "You fucked my daughter! You fucked my daughter! And now I'm fucking you! Ah! Ah! Ah! You've had your big cock in my daughter! And now it's in me! And - I'm -- so -- turned -- on -- by -- it! Ah! Ah! Ah! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! You shot your spunk up my daughter and your gunna shoot up me too! You fucked my daughter! You fucked Clare! She sucked your cock and now that cock's in my cunt! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my hot wet cunt!" Nick revelled in Anna's turned on dirty sex talking though her use of 'cunt' had surprised him. He could see and feel how extremely excited she was and was thrilled to be part of it. He wanted to say things too but was cautious as the subject was so deeply sensitive. He risked joining in with carefully chosen words. "And I've licked your cunt today and tasted your lovely juices. And I've sprayed my hot spunk onto your big beautiful breasts too! You fuck me so well! You're such a great fuck partner!" Anna was gasping a constant stream of "Ah! Ah! Ah!" in time with her riding of Nick's cock. Then she repeated "You fucked my daughter! And I'm so excited by it I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come again!" and she did, gripping Nicks shoulders as she pressed down harder on his big cock. She gasped louder still as the electricity of another climax ricocheted around her nerve ends. She groaned in her abject pleasure, revelling in the sensations. As it ended she flopped forward onto Nick's chest, her large breasts still sticky with spunk, flattening against him. Her pussy was flowing with juices, some leaking down onto Nick's balls and then onto the bed. "Nick, am I weird? I can't believe how turned on I am by it." she asked. "Well, I'm glad you are and I'm sure you're not weird. Don't forget, Clare had some similar sort of desires too. She decided to bed someone who'd slept with her mother. Maybe it's a genes thing. Who knows? But no one's getting hurt as far as I can tell and this'll be our secret so there are no worries. If you're getting something from it then, good! I know I am. Hot steamy sex with you again is brilliant. I never thought it would happen." She lifted her head a bit and asked "That's not part of why you fucked Clare though, is it?" He held the back of her head with one hand. "No, I told you I didn't initiate it. I know I could have stopped it happening but - well -- it was too good an offer to turn down and you know the old saying 'A standing cock has no conscience'. And I did try to keep it to oral when I was still believing that she couldn't climax. She was very convincing." Anna lay her head on his chest again and in a relaxed tone asked "Nick - will you fuck her again?" Nick's face changed to a puzzled expression. "I've not considered that but it'd depend on two things -- you and her. If you say 'No' then I won't. If you were to say it was okay then it'd depend on Clare. I won't try to, but if she came calling like that again, realistically I'd be tempted -- but only if you could handle the thought of it." She looked up at him again, thought briefly then said "Considering the actual effect on me, I'd be mad to say 'No'. I'm not sure. But thinking about it, if it didn't become a relationship, I could cope and I'd hope that you and I could perhaps be bed buddies every now and then too, irrespective of whether you two fuck any more. Let's be honest, this is very good sex that we're having on the back of it. Now, you've still got a rock hard dick in my very wet and excited pussy and I need to be fucked some more so let me off you and give it to me doggy style and squeeze my tits when you fuck me, like you used to." They got into the position in such a way that both could see their sex act in a large mirror that Nick had placed partly with this purpose in mind. Anna offered her rear end up and angled her back to present her pussy more obviously. In fact Nick could see the sex split as he approached her. He butted up to Anna and reached his hand past her waist and through her legs to guide his dick into her. He paused a moment as he got his knob placed just parting the moist lips. Then he eased into her a little more. Once he was sure of a clear entry he thrust his hips so that they thumped into Anna's bum cheeks and his cock propelled deep inside her pussy. She gasped loudly in surprise and pleasure. As Nick took rough hold of her breasts she said "I always loved you doing that way of entering me." then paused and resuming her new passion asked "Have you fucked Clare like this?" Nick just smiled and began a rhythm of hard deep thrusts into her. Anna began to moan and gasp in time to his sensuous strokes and the pleasure they generated inside her. She looked in the mirror at the two of them fucking and pictured her daughter there, naked, her long legs supporting her at the knees, her small breasts pointing down with erect nipples, receiving Nick's big long cock into her young sweet pussy as he gripped her small firm breasts. "Yeah, you will fuck her again, Nick, I can see it now!" ****** More episodes from Clare's Sexpedition will follow soon.