****** Life with Alice by Henry G ******
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Life with Alice


When I wrote my recently posted story "A Date with Alice" I had intended it to
be a one off. Some kind comments from readers suggested however that the saga
should continue. To be honest I have become quite attached to Alice and I agree
that her story should continue. This is the first of what might be a series of
follow up diaries (depending on whether readers like them) chronicling her life
and adventures with Henry. To get the best out of it you really should read the
first story. Please let me have your comments. I would also welcome any
suggestions or ideas you may have for possible adventures for Alice and henry
and I will do my best to include them.

Henrycom1@hotmail.com


The Christmas Party

You may recall how I told you about my meeting with Alice and how we changed
each other's lives. When I finished my tale it seemed that all was simply
resolved and we had a "lived happily ever after" scenario. Well to a degree
this was true but life is never that simple, is it?

I was quietly relaxing in my office over a cup of coffee when Jim, one of our
little band of five at the bank, came into my office. He sat down. "Henry, me
and the guys are worried about you. In the last couple of months you've be
acting strangely." I knew what he meant. It was near enough two months since my
weekend with Alice during which we discovered each other and formed our
relationship. The problem was that I was now committed to Alice and didn't want
to continue in the girl-hunting games the guys played. It was only a matter of
time that they noticed my lack of interest in our normal "fun and games". I
couldn't tell them about us because I didn't want to compromise Alice's
position at the bank and in any case our business was our own. I had left the
guys believing that Alice was a lesbian guy hater.

"Sorry, Jim, the recent stress of work has taken my mind off my leisure
activities," I answered lamely. I could tell he was unconvinced and suspected
something deeper but it was the best I could offer. "Well it's the Christmas
party next week, maybe we'll have to see what we can do you relieve your
stress," he replied.

The whole office was buzzing over a new typist who had recently joined. She was
the most amazing girl I had ever seen. A young 18 year old blonde with a body
to die for. At least a 36D bust, a beautiful trim waist and the cutest ass you
could imagine. Worse than that she had the sweetest innocent angelic face which
made grown men melt with lust. The fact that she dressed quite conservatively
made her attraction greater. Her name was Gabrielle, an angelic name to suit an
angelic woman. I had no doubt the guys would be after her at the party. I was
not wrong.

The party as usual took place in the executive conference room on the top floor
of the bank building. In addition to being an occasion for celebrating the
festive season it also was the time when the Christmas bonuses were handed out.
That meant that it was an event for much drinking and jollity. The year had
been particularly good for the bank and the bonuses better than usual (mine was
a useful 250,000 pounds) so the party spirit was better than ever. Alice came
to the party for a couple of hours and then left. This was for two reasons.
First because of our secret and her need to maintain her cold distance she
could hardly stay on for any longer and secondly her sister was arriving for a
Christmas holiday and she needed to get the guest room sorted.

I spent the first few hours drinking and socialising with the upper management
- if you want to invest in your career a little judicious brown-nosing does no
harm! I had just finished working on the bank chairman when Jim staggered up.
"Hey Henry," he whispered in my ear, "Come along to my office, the party is
really beginning." I followed him to the office and inside found Gabrielle with
the rest of the gang of five. She was stripped down to just her panties and
giving one of the guys a deep blow job. Her tits were amazing. You know how
some women, as their tits grow during puberty, get nipples which seem
disproportionately large for their breasts. The common term for such types is
puffy. I have always found these to been extremely sexy. In Gabrielle's her
large firm breasts were topped which the most amazing "puffy" nipples I had
ever seen. I felt my cock stand to instant attention. The other guys started to
really work on her, one sucking her clit, one licking her ass and two on her
tits. She gave every sign of thoroughly enjoying this attention.

"Come on Henry, dive in," Jim called. I was in a hole. I really wanted to
sample Gabrielle's delights but I couldn't cheat on Alice. I sat in a chair,
"Let me watch for a while," I said and started to rub my cock. The guys and
Gabrielle rearranged themselves and soon resembled a cross between a porn video
scene and a circus act. One guy had his cock jammed to the hilt into her arse,
one equally deeply in her cunt. Jim was busy reaming her throat and the forth
made do with a hand job. With what can only be described as a masterpiece of
timing all were thrusting into her in unison.

"Hey Henry, stop jacking off and join us," Jim shouted. This guy was becoming a
pest. "There isn't any room for me," I replied. "Use my ass," Jim replied. I
was somewhat taken aback. To my knowledge none of the guys were gay and I
certainly wasn't. I had wondered what gay sex might be like and the idea of a
tight ass seemed more attractive than my hand. Anyway, if you don't try
something you don't know what it's like. I rationalised that it wasn't the same
as screwing another woman and wasn't really cheating on Alice. I got up and
went over to Jim. He smiled. Gabrielle was sucking vigorously on his meaty
cock. He bent forward a little and pulled his arse cheeks apart. "Make yourself
at home buddy," he invited. I knelt down and gave his arse a lick. (for
lubrication, you understand) Jim had recently showered but there was a hint of
shitty musk to his crack which wasn't unpleasant. His anus relaxed as I licked.
Fortunately I had a condom in my wallet and I pulled it on (I wasn't about to
endanger either myself or Alice by being unsafe) and with a firm thrust pushed
my "old man" up his chute. "Steady on old chap," Jim gasped, "the old passage
isn't used to heavy treatment." I took advantage of Jim thrusting into
Gabrielle's throat by standing still. That way my cock rubbed in and out of his
tight passage as he thrust - why not let other people do the work. The whole
scene was quite surreal and the sight of all these sweating and thrusting
bodies was quite a turn on. Inevitably we all orgasmed and Gabrielle received a
full load into her three orifices as well as a blast across her magnificent
tits. I blew my wad into the rubber with my usual enthusiasm although I would
have preferred it if it had been into Alice's ass. We all sprawled out on the
floor getting our breath apart from Gabrielle who stood up dripping cum down
her legs and from her tits. "Not bad for openers guys, who wants more?" she
smiled. The guys all groaned and declined her kind offer.

"I didn't know you were bisexual," I later said to Jim. "I'm not bro," he
replied with a grin. "I couldn't stand to see you sat there not getting stuck
in." What a guy.


Alice's young sister

I left the party soon afterward and got a taxi to Alice's flat. She let me in.
She had recently showered and was in her bathrobe and had a towel around her
hair." I hope you're not pissed," she said with mock severity. "No more than
usual," I replied. I made coffee and we snuggled down on the couch. With more
than a little trepidation I told her about the session with Gabrielle. When I
told her about Jim's offer she surprised me by smiling and asking me to fill
her in on every little detail. "Did you like licking a guy's ass," she asked.
"Not as good as yours," I answered, "Your crack is isn't filled with hair like
wire wool! On balance while it was better than a wank I'm not really into the
guy-guy scene and prefer to stick to fucking a plump female ass."

"Good," she replied, "you've tried it once now don't let it happen again," and
that was that.

With all this talk and sitting next Alice knowing that she was nude under her
bathrobe I started getting randy feelings and began to nibble on her neck.
"Behave yourself," she whispered sharply, "June is in the next room." Damn, I
had forgotten her 16 year old sister who was visiting for Christmas. Almost on
cue the door opened and in she walked. I hadn't met June before but my
immediate reaction was that she was almost a junior version of Alice. A slim
pretty girl only around 5 foot tall with long dark hair. She was wearing a
white T shirt and white panties and was barefooted. Her shirt was quite thin
and I could see that she had a nice pair of tits. "I thought I heard someone
speaking and came to see who it was," she said. "You must be Henry," she said
holding out her hand." I stood, took her hand and bowing at the waist kissed
it. "At your service ma'am," I spoke in my most gentlemanly fashion. She
giggled and blushed and sat on the chair with her feet tucked under her. She
certainly was lovely. I knew that Alice was very protective of her sister,
especially since this was her first stay in London on her own. Having only just
started my relationship with Alice I wasn't about to misbehave but a man can
look. (as long as he doesn't touch!) "You shouldn't walk around like that!"
Alice scolded. "Come on sis, I'm sure Henry has seen it all before." Alice
sighed in resignation, they had obviously had similar differences in opinion
before.

We chatted for a short while before Alice noticed that it was after two in the
morning and suggested that June should go back to bed. With a notional good-
natured moan of complaint June gave both Alice and myself a kiss on the cheek
and left the room. "She's a nice kid," I said. "Yes," Alice replied and elbowed
me hard in the ribs adding "And don't you try to take any liberties." She knew
full well that I wouldn't but couldn't resist a pointed reference to my
previous attitude to women. "Don't you think its time you should be going to
bed as well," Alice added. I agreed and went to leave the flat. (we had agreed
that it would be best if I stayed at my own flat during June's visit) As I
opened the door June stuck her head out of her room and said "I thought you
slept here Henry," Alice blushed and good-naturedly told June to get back to
bed. "That girl is getting too cheeky for her own good," she muttered, smiling.

The next day Alice and I met after work to do some shopping. As we entered
Alice's flat later we heard the sound of rock music being played loudly in the
lounge. Alice went into the kitchen and I looked into the lounge and saw June,
naked from the waist down lying on the couch. She had her knees up to her chest
and was rubbing her clit while pushing a small vibrator in and out of her anus.
He face was flushed with pleasure and she gasped with every thrust of the
vibrator. From time to time she removed the vibrator and put it in her mouth.
Her eyes were tightly closed and she hadn't heard us came in. I quietly went
into the kitchen and suggested that Alice went into the lounge. I followed her
and saw her stop at the door. Her initial look of surprise was replaced with a
smile and motioning for me to stay in the hall she went in and partly closed
the door. Looking through the gap in the doorway I saw Alice gently put her
hand on June's naked ass. June's eyes flew open in shock and she blushed bright
red. I realised that June was deeply mortified at being caught with her pants
down and I quickly beat a retreat to the kitchen to leave the girls to talk.

I sat in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee and read the Evening Standard.
After about half an hour Alice came in and sat down. With a smile on her face
she told me what had happened. I experienced deja vu as she explained that June
also experienced deep sexual satisfaction from her anus and that she routinely
masturbated while listening to her favourite rock bands. Furthermore, she was
stimulated by the smell and taste of her shit and she frequently drank her own
piss. Up to now nobody had known about it and she was too embarrassed to tell
her friends at school about it. I thought back two short months to that weekend
that Alice made almost the same confession to me. Alice continued saying that
June was very embarrassed and confused but Alice had offered to help her. I
thought fine, that's what sisters are for. Then came the bombshell. Alice
wanted me to help too. I really wasn't happy about this because I was now a one
woman guy and didn't want to foul things up. Alice reassured me that as far as
her sister was concerned she had no problem with me "helping out" but if I ever
tried anything with any other woman she would personally geld me with a blunt
knife. (it's good to know where you stand) I reluctantly agreed.

We went into the lounge. June had pulled on her panties and was sat on the
couch looking red-eyed and shamefaced. Alice and I sat either side of her and
put our arms around her. Alice looked at me inviting me to speak first.

"Look June, I imagine your feeling pretty embarrassed and upset at the moment,"
I began. She nodded mutely. I continued. "It really isn't a big deal, everyone
gets caught with their pants down, even me and your sister." She smiled weakly
at my feeble joke. "The important thing to understand is that you can trust me
and Alice not to tell anyone else and that we care and understand." I could see
she was beginning to relax so I explained how she had nothing to be ashamed
about and that using her ass was a perfectly valid means of sexual
gratification. I also told her what her sister and I liked to do. That really
did shock her. "I never guessed sis," she gasped looking a Alice. Alice smiled
and said "And you'll be surprised how much fun you can have. Let me show you."

Alice stood up and stripped. She then undressed June and led her to the bed
room. I followed shedding clothes as I went. "Henry, please show June what a
good rimming is like.," Alice asked. Now June was every bit as sexy as her
sister except a little thinner. Her breasts had than firm springiness of youth
and were capped with delicious brown nipples. Her body was slim and her rear
pert. Her hair between her legs was dark and bushy although not quite as
prolific as her sister, yet. I was really looking forward to tasting her charms
and I think June got the message because her eyes were fixed on my cock which
was valiantly pointing upwards. Alice got June to kneel on the bed and I knelt
on the floor behind her. My face was level with her delightful rear and I eases
her cheeks apart. Her cute anus was fully exposed apart from a few dark hairs.
It was slightly open and smeared with shit following her use of the vibrator.
Very lightly I brushed her anus with my tongue. June shivered and moaned
quietly. The smell and taste of her sweat and shit was divine and I licked more
firmly around and around her anus. June was getting turned on and pushed back
against me. Taking that invitation I pushed my tongue into her anus and
immediately felt her sphincter relax and open like a flower bud. This girl was
not shy.

Alice moved her head under June and started to suck on her clit. This treatment
really started June jumping. As I pushed, licked and rotated my tongue the
further it went into her receptive anus. I tasted more and more of her bitter
wastes. June suddenly spoke," Your tongue is making me want to poo."

"Just let it go," Alice replied. June began to strain and push. As she did a
spurt of piss splashed out onto Alice's face and lips. To my knowledge Alice
hadn't previously tried drinking piss but she must have liked it because she
lapped up every drop. (I made a mental note to try introducing water next time
Alice and I got down to serious fun) More and more piss spurted and Alice drank
it down. I felt a small turd move into June's anal ring pushing my tongue out
the way. It was quite small and I sucked it into my mouth. I chewed on it
feeling the texture and experiencing the flavour before swallowing. A second
larger, softer turd appeared. I held this in my mouth and fed it down to
Alice's mouth below me. We passed it back and forth between our mouths allowing
our saliva to soften and dissolve it. Alice held onto the turd and them moved
up to June's head. They kissed deeply exchanging the brown soft paste. Alice
then moved round and kissed June deeply and fully sharing the brown fluid in
her mouth. I could see that June was reaching the edge and licked and sucked
deeply on her gaping and shitty anus fucking it as deeply as I could with my
tongue. Her arse bucked frantically and with a huge fart she came violently.

After cleaning up we lay, still nude, relaxing on the bed. June was utterly
shattered by what must have been the first real orgasm of her life. She
stammered her thanks to us for showing her what was possible and how much fun
anal and scat sex was. Alice explained that she didn't need to thank us and
that we had enjoyed it as much as she had.

June stayed with us for a further week and I think it's fair to say that by the
time she left she had acquired a good introductory knowledge of fun sexual
practices. She was an apt student and she and Alice agreed that June could stay
with Alice during the Easter holiday for further advanced tuition. Later, when
we were alone, I asked Alice how much the session had turned her on. She
replied that she had thoroughly enjoyed it. She was sure that she wasn't
bisexual and that it was only her deep affection for June that induced her to
do what she did. I found certain parallels between this and my behaviour with
Jim at the party and concluded that I probably didn't understand sex as much as
I thought. Anyway, enough of the philosophy.


Alice Gets Promoted

One day early in February I was sat in my office when Jim burst in waving a
piece of paper. "Henry old chap have you heard that miserable bastard
Williamson is leaving?" Basil Williamson was one of the senior managers and a
shit of the highest order. His departure meant that there was a promotion
opportunity. "It looks like one of us is in line for a promotion," Jim added
with some glee. Clearly he fancied his chances.

I made some phone calls and pondered the possibilities. I soon came to the
conclusion that the job wasn't for me. In my job I have three sources of
income. Firstly I have the basic salary of 100,000 pounds as an accounts
manager. Added to that I get a 5% commission on every new account I get signed
up. Finally there is the performance based bonus every Christmas. Last year
this all totalled over 400,000 pounds. (Not bad for a guy who didn't make
University!!) The senior manager only gets a basic salary and an annual bonus.
I reckoned that promotion would probably lose me around 100,000 pounds a year.
Since I'm motivated by money not power this would be a bad move. Having thought
it through I consigned the idea of promotion to the waste bin and got on with
my work.

That evening Alice and I sat relaxing after dinner. "Henry, can I ask you
something." Alice was being unusually tentative and I wondered what was up. "Of
course," I replied. "I want to apply for Mr Williamson's job, what do you think
my chances are?" she continued. To say I was surprised was an understatement.
"Give me a moment to think.," I asked and started to think things through.
Alice was a personal assistant earning around 25,000 pounds a year, but was she
executive material? Well she had a degree and was overqualified for her current
job. She was ambitious and had always said that she did not intend to be a PA
for long. She was highly regarded by the senior mangers and seen as being a
sharp cookie and a safe pair of hands. She was used to working one to one with
senior staff and major customers. All in all, her idea had a lot of sense. If
taken on ability rather than seniority she should get the job. Given the salary
of 130,000 pounds it was worth her going for it. Finally Williamson wasn't in
my department so there wasn't any potential for conflict of interest. It all
made sense. "Go for it," I finally replied, "and let me know how I can help."
Alice smiled with relief.

As a non-runner I was amused by the antics of many of the people going for the
vacancy. Jim and one other of the "gang of five" had applied as had two other
accounts managers. Adding in Alice that made it a four man and one woman race.
When Jim heard about Alice applying he went crazy. The possibility of him being
beaten by a woman and particularly that "cold bitch" Alice was too much to
contemplate. He redoubled his efforts as did the other male applicants to
brown-nose and suck-up to the senior executives. Alice was also amused by all
this and contented herself with simply getting on with her job to her best
ability.

You guessed it, Alice got the job. Jim and the others went ape-shit. Two
resigned, and Jim went on a week long bender in our local wine lodge drowning
his sorrows.

Alice was quietly pleased as I took her out to a lavish celebration dinner.
Later we sat at home nicely pissed after a couple of bottles of champagne. "I
suppose now you're my superior in the bank I'll now have to call you ma'am and
speak to you on bended knee," I joked. Alice looked amused at this novel idea
and said "Yes I suppose you will. I know you're an expert arse licker, how good
are you at kissing feet?" she asked. I decided to play along, "I don't know
ma'am, I've never tried."

"Perhaps you need some practice, on your knees my man" I hadn't tried this
domination thing before but I felt my "old man" stiffening nicely in my pants.
I knelt and took off Alice's shoe. "Kiss my foot, knave," Alice commanded. I
did so breathing the sweaty and very slightly cheesy smell. "Now lick my foot,"
Alice continued. I did so slavishly licking the sweaty deposits between each
toe before sucking each toe in turn. I repeated the process with the other
foot. My cock was getting seriously cramped and I moved my hand to loosen my
pants. "What are you doing, worm," Alice shouted. "Sorry ma'am, may I have
permission to release my penis," I requested humbly. "Proceed," came the reply.

Alice eased her skirt above her waist and spread her legs to expose her crotch.
"Kiss my sex, slave" came the inevitable command. Alice wears the most sexy
underwear I know, simple cotton panties and bra. Many trendy women might find
skimpy thongs and G-strings to turn men on, I prefer simple virginal panties -
they leave so much more to my over-active imagination. I could see that Alice
was turned on from the moist patch on her panty gusset. I could also see slight
yellow stains where her surplus pee had soaked into the material. I kissed her
fully on the panty crutch. The smell was amazing. "Lick me" she insisted. I
licked and sucked feeling her moisture fill my mouth. "Take off my panties" - I
obeyed. Alice took the panties and showed me the inside. I could see a dark
brown mark where her dirty anus had rubbed. Alice pulled my mouth open and
pushed the knickers in. "Suck them". I did so feeling her strong flavours fill
my mouth - God this was wonderful.

I could see that Alice was really into this role play and was moving events to
her favourite sex play. "Undress and get into the bath" - I was nude in
seconds. She followed me into the bathroom and squatted over my head. "Remove
the panties and open your mouth wide!" As I did, she began to piss into my
mouth. My mouth filled with her hot salty and slightly sour piss. She stopped
when my mouth was full and spoke. "Swallow, pig" I did with great enjoyment.
This process was repeated until her bladder was empty. Alice moved her arse
down over my chest and crapped. She must have been saving her shit up because a
long light brown turd came out spiralling on my chest. When done Alice pressed
her shitty anus against my mouth and told me to clean up her mess. As I licked
and sucked I felt her start to twitch has she worked up to climax. I sucked and
tongued deeply until finally she came. Alice got out of the bath and took a
piece of her shit and holding to my mouth "Now eat, pig" I did with pleasure.
It was quite clear from the look on Alice's face that she was having great
difficulty in maintaining her stern attitude and with a grin she burst in to
laughter. "God, Henry, you look a sight there covered in shit. let me clean you
up." With that comment she started to eat some of the heap of shit on my chest
sharing it piece for piece with me. She then stopped noticing my throbbing
cock. "I better do something about that swelling," she mused and taking a
handful of the softest shit on my chest started to rub my cock firmly. The
slithering of her warm moist shit was too much and I ejaculated fiercely
splattering my white fluid over Alice's arm and chest. "Not bad big boy," she
smiled, "maybe you can do better with a little training."

We enjoyed a leisurely hot shower and settled down in bed. Joking aside I could
see that Alice was troubled. "What's up?" I asked. Alice hesitated, "Henry tell
me that my promotion isn't going to change our relationship." I replied as
sincerely as I could. "You got the promotion on merit and deserve the salary
and power that goes with it. I'm happy with my own job and as far as I can see
the two are quite separate. As far as I am concerned you are still the Alice
that I love and lust after."


A Wedding !!

Our conversation after Alice's promotion added to thoughts I had concerning our
relationship. From the start Alice had made it clear that she had strict views
on sex before marriage and although we did and enjoyed most things, full
vaginal sex was out. I was happy to accept her views and given my reticence
towards marriage we had now had a strong and fulfilling unmarried relationship.

With more than a little surprise I found my feelings changing as time went by.
I was finding it more and more difficult to be away from Alice. I found a depth
of feeling which I never felt before and in fact to use a word I very rarely
use, I was in love. I wanted our relationship to be complete but I wasn't sure
what Alice felt. I couldn't see any way around it but to ask the big question.
That evening we sat watching TV. I had drunk at least four large whiskeys to
build up my courage and Alice noting this caustically commented that she hoped
I wasn't planning to get pissed. I realised that I had to make a move and I got
up, switched off the TV and knelt on one knee in front over her. (well you've
got to do things right) With a swallow and a quiet prayer I spoke the dreaded
words, "Will you marry me?" Alice's eyes widened and she looked at me as if I
had finally gone mad. She looked at me in silence for what seemed minutes. "Oh
shit," I thought, "Here ends a wonderful relationship, she's going to blow me
out." And then she spoke...

Of course she said yes. I won't bore you with details of the tears of
happiness, kissing, cuddling and all that stuff - suffice to say she felt as
strongly as I did and was delighted to make an honest man of me. I've already
told you about Alice's beliefs concerning sex before marriage. Although we had
sampled most sexual delights during our relationship normal vaginal intercourse
had been a no no. Alice's beliefs centred on the biblical constraint that sex
was strictly for procreation within a stable marriage. Our contact up to that
time had not strictly constituted sex and was acceptable within her beliefs.
The upshot was that the wedding would be a full church event. For me, an
agnostic who hadn't been to church since his teens this was an additional
trial. Alice insisted that I at the very least started to attend church before
hand. With a groan I complied.

The next weekend we went to Alice's parent's home for the ritual inspection. I
hadn't met them before and Alice was absolutely terrified that I wouldn't hit
it off with her family. She needn't have worried I actually got on very well
with both of them, particularly her father who shared my love of vintage single
malt whisky and helped me consume a bottle I had brought along specially. (I
can be a smooth bugger when needed!!) Both her parents were satisfied that I
would make a suitable son in law and I received their assent. June thought the
whole idea of me marrying her sister hilarious and told me that she didn't
think I had it in me. Alice told me later that June was concerned that we would
stop her sexual education but Alice soon reassured her. My parents were
completely taken with Alice and delighted that I had found someone to "deal
with me". (They had never been too happy with my misbehaving ways.)

I decided to ask Jim to be my best man and asked him around to my flat. "Jim,
I'm getting married and want you as best man," I told him. He went sort of
purple in the face, bug-eyed and gasped - I guess it was the last thing he
expected to hear. "Who is it?" he wheezed. "Alice," I replied. He went redder,
started to foam at the mouth and gasped "Not old iron pants! You sly,
conniving, lying, fucking cunt... you... you... you..." He just sat there his
mouth flapping open and shut making squeaking noises. I could understand he was
finding hard to come to terms with the truth. Here was his best mate, soul
brother, guy who had not only shagged many birds with him but had shagged his
arse, getting married to an apparently cold-hearted woman who had got the
promotion he had wanted. I thought that he was going to throw an apoplectic
fit.

I fed him a medicinal whisky to soothe his nerves and he slowly calmed down. I
explained how I had got to know Alice and explained my reasons for not telling
anyone before. After a while, and several more whiskys, Jim understood and
agreed to be my best man provided he had first go at any bridesmaids. (you
can't keep a good man down for long.)

The following weeks were filled with the seemingly endless tasks involved in
organizing a wedding. We decided early on that we could easily afford a major
event and that we would take the opportunity to invite as many of our two
families as possible. We booked a major London hotel for the reception. We
agreed that June would be the chief bride's maid. June had a very close friend,
Sue, from school and June asked that she be invited to be a bride's maid. The
rest of the bride's maids and pages were made up from various nephews and
nieces. With much moaning and complaint I dragged Jim to Saville Row where we
were fitted with our suits - this was to be a top hat and tails job. "I look a
right pratt!!" he complained as I showed him how to tie the grey silk cravat we
were using instead of ties. "The women find this sort of dress irresistible," I
told him smoothly. "Is that right?" he responded doubtfully. "Believe me it's a
veritable 'bird magnet'," I assured him. That was enough for Jim.

The service went smooth as silk. The church was filled with friends and family
- several of the guys from work came just to see what they always thought would
be impossible. Several of my former conquests attended just to see what sort of
woman managed to catch me. The female members of the families loved it - it is
always great to spend money on a fancy hat and have a good weep. Alice was
breathtaking. A full white dress which was low cut but still sufficiently
modest. I must admit (and don't you dare tell anyone else!) that I had a tear
in my eye as I turned to "kiss the bride". All in all an emotional and
enjoyable occasion.

We all decamped to the hotel where the reception took place. We worked through
the meal and speeches and everyone got down to the serious job of drinking and
dancing.

"Who's the bride's maid?" Jim asked me. I saw that he was pointing at Sue. I
must say she was a luscious piece. She was pretty as a picture, a fairly tall
girl (I guess around 5 foot 6 inches) with thick wavy blonde hair. Her bust
must have been a good 36D and the low neck of her bride's maid dress showed a
liberal cleavage. And that was what Jim was looking at. I knew the girl was 16
so she wasn't jail bait. "She's June's friend, her name is Sue," I answered.
With a lecherous grunt Jim walked over to her.

Alice and I spent the next couple of hours circulating with the guests and we
then slipped up to suite we had booked for the night before we left on our
honeymoon. We went into the suite and immediately slipped into a lustful
clinch. As we kissed deeply I heard a noise from the next room. We slipped
quietly over to the door which was open about an inch and looked in. We saw Sue
on her knees sucking deeply on Jim's cock. Now Jim is not a small boy - I
reckon he must have a good 10 inch cock with a good 2 inch girth. Sue was
taking it as deeply as well as a seasoned pro and obviously enjoying it." I
wonder where she learnt that?" Alice whispered. Then the penny dropped -
"June!" we said in unison. Our sex lessons had no doubt been passed on.

Our debate was interrupted by a groan from Jim as he ejaculated into Sue's
mouth. She swallowed as much as she could but some spurted from her mouth
falling onto her ample breasts. Jim has got remarkable recuperative powers and
he soon started to relieve Sue of her clothes. Soon she was naked except for
her suspender belt and white stockings. I reassessed her breasts as being at
least 38DD, they were amazing. They inevitably had a slight sag due to their
weight but had that delightful form that natural silicone free breasts have.
They were topped with wide pink nipples. Sue bent over the table so that he
breasts were pressed flat against in and Jim proceeded to suck at her cunt. She
started to moan and buck her rear about - Jim was surely hitting the spot.
"Fuck me in the ass," she moaned. Jim sucked and licked at her anus wetting it
and loosening her sphincter. This treatment made her moan louder. "For Christ's
sake, do it now," she shrieked. As Jim stood up I could see the Sue's anus. It
was surrounded by brown pigmented skin and gaping ready and looked like it had
been well serviced in the past. To my surprise she accepted the full length of
Jim's monster dick without a murmur. Once she had gotten used to it lodged
deeply inside her he started to ease in and out. He withdrew almost completely
and then thrust it firmly in. Each time he did it her body was pushed forward
by the force and she gave a gasp. "Faster you cunt, make me come," she moaned.
Jim eased the tempo up and her moans, curses and shouts of encouragement
increased. The table was being slowly moved across the room by their motion it
rocked so violently that the vase on it fell over. The speed of their
thrustings increased to a speed I thought impossible when Sue gave out a shout
of pleasure and Jim flooded her bowels with his juice. The pair of them were
shattered. Jim pulled out leaving her anus gaping and ravaged. The air pushed
into her by Jim's pistoning cock escaped as a series of farts each one blowing
out quantities of his sperm. The fluid, instead of being a normal white had a
tinge of brown from her shit and dribbled from her anus down her inner thighs.
Sue reached between her legs and gather a lump of the fluid on her finger. She
then licked her finger clean. "Don't let it stain my stockings," she begged and
Jim knelt down and licked her legs and crack clean. As he licked her still-open
hole she continued to fart blowing more fluid into his mouth.

Alice and I looked at each other. We didn't need to speak to know that we had
both found the spectacle fabulously arousing. I put my hand under her dress and
felt her crotch. The gusset of her panties and the inside of her thighs was
soaking wet from her juices. She pushed her cunt against my questing hand. The
door to the room suddenly opened fully and Jim and Sue stood there, still
almost nude. "We knew you were watching, did you enjoy it?" Sue asked. We both
had embarrassed grins on our faces and nodded. I had to have and answer to our
earlier question and I asked the girl "Where did you learn to take a arse-full
like that?". She smiled broadly, "June and I have an excellent collection of
large dildoes which help us to pass long nights during school terms. June also
has been schooling me in the joys of scat." Jim gave her a nudge and spoke
"Come on lets get dressed and leave the happy couple to get to know each
other."

After they left Alice and I resumed our kissing. Although she was clearly
aroused Alice seemed nervous and was trembling slightly. "What's up," I asked.
She answered in the same small voice she had on the night of our first date. "I
know we've enjoyed each other many times but today it's all new again. Its like
the first time for us all over again. This time I'm going to give myself
completely to you and I find it a little frightening." What can you say? Her
tone melted my heart, I felt weak at the knees, she was like a little girl.

I took her in my arms and kissed her tenderly. Normally Alice is an
enthusiastic and active participant in our lovemaking but I sensed that she
wanted me to take the lead. I lifted her up and carried her to the bed where I
gently undressed her completely. Any other time I would have left her stockings
and suspender belt on but today she was my virgin bride not my sluttish bride.
We lay on the bed and caressed each other gently, light touching nothing more.
Alice has a powerful erogenous zone on each side of her stomach just above her
groins and I gently stroked and kissed her there gradually lifting her arousal.
I also gently sucked and tongued her navel, something else she finds
irresistible. So very gently I brushed my hand over her pubic bush and down
between her legs. She opened them for me and my hand met her cunt. Her cunt and
pubic hair were sopping wet and I very gently eased my finger between her labia
into her vaginal opening. Alice tensed slightly and then relaxed as I stroked
lightly in turn on her clit and then her cunt. I felt her thrust very slightly
upward and I brushed my finger down to her anus. Again I stoked gently and
probed my finger into her sweet anus. Again I knew she had a sensitive spot on
the front wall of her rectum and my finger tip soon rubbed gently on the spot.
I looked at Alice's face. Her eyes were shut and her face flushed. She breathed
with shallow but rapid breaths through her mouth. Her neck and breasts had a
pink flush and her nipples were tight and erect.

I eased onto Alice and lay the end of my throbbing cock lightly against her
labia. Again she tensed slightly. I had never had sex with a virgin before and
I was concerned to ensure that I did it right without causing Alice any pain. I
rubbed my cock up and down her slit taking care not to push in yet. "I'm ready,
push it in," Alice whispered. Gently I pushed forward feeling her vagina open
before me. I felt a pressure resisting me and realised that I had reached her
hymen. I pushed further but was resisted. I pushed again, harder this time, but
with no success. That tiny membrane was tougher than I realised. I was
beginning to panic and Alice must have sensed my fear and uncertainty. She
suddenly pushed hard against me taking me by surprise and my cock burst through
her hymen. She gave a small cry and her hands briefly reached up to my
shoulders as if to stop me moving. I looked up at her face and could see her
biting her lip to stifle her pain. A tear had appeared at her eye and I started
to pull back to ease the pain. She gave a small smile and spoke, "No don't
stop, I'm alright." Gently I pushed until I was fully embedded in Alice's
vagina. I can't easily describe the sensation. Her passage was tight, soft and
moist and filled me with the most exquisite sensations. I also felt the deepest
tenderness, Alice had given and I had taken something infinitely precious,
something that can never be taken or given again, the ultimate expression of
love.

I slowly withdrew and thrust back in. As I did Alice pushed to meet me. She
gasped with pleasure. Slowly I thrust into her, slowly picking up speed. She
lifted her legs bringing them up behind my back. This altered the angle of her
vaginal passage allowing me to penetrate deeper. Faster, faster we went,
Alice's cunt became wetter and wetter. I felt the pressure building in my groin
warning me of my impending orgasm. Alice beat me to it as she started to moan
louder and louder. Each breath was accompanied by a cry, not of pain but of
pure pleasure and exultation. I ejaculated violently filling her womb and
vagina to the limit. As we lay against each other I could feel the rapid thump
of Alice's racing heart against my chest gently slow as she recovered. I moved
back down her body to her crotch really I suppose to see if any damage had been
done. I was slightly alarmed to see what appeared to be a lot of blood mixed
with my semen on her thighs. As I gently I licked her thighs and sex clean I
realised that the amount of blood was a lot less then it looked. As I moved
back up the bed Alice scolded me for the mess of blood on my lips and face and
gently licked me clean.

A sudden thought crossed my mind. "What if you get pregnant!" Alice looked at
me as if I was the most stupid person in the world. "Don't you think I've
thought of that. I went on the pill as soon as we decided to get married. There
will be time enough in the future for children."


A Tattoo!!!

We slipped comfortably into married life both of us fulfilled by our work and
play. One day I was given two tickets to see the Oz Fest at Wembley. Having
been a fan of Black Sabbath in the 1960's I jumped at the chance to have a good
"head bang". Alice was less sure, she has more refined taste in music than me
but agreed to go. She loved it, not so much the good old "Sabbath" numbers but
more that she was excited by the ethos surrounding the heavier bands there.
Once or twice I noticed her looking curiously at the tattoos worn by a number
of the fans. I thought nothing of it until a week or two later when surfing the
net. I noticed a couple of bookmarks in my browser to body modification sites.
When I asked her about it Alice simply said that she found the subject of
tattoos interesting.

The following week Alice left on a trip to Japan. She was taking the lead in
important negotiations with our sister bank in Tokyo. I spent the rest of week
enjoying my freedom doing what I liked, mostly boozing with mates and watching
West Ham thrash Chelsea.

Alice returned on Sunday. She was wearing a neat little grey suit with a white
blouse and looked totally shagable. "How did it go?" I asked. "Brilliantly,
we've got everything we wanted from the Japanese bank.," she replied with more
than a hint of elation in her voice. She went into the bedroom to change. After
a moment she called out to me. As I went in I saw that she was wearing just her
blouse and her usual white panties. She had her back to me and she asked me to
take her panties down. As I did I saw that she had a small picture of a fox
tattooed above the crack of her ass. Beside the fox were the words "Follow me
down, Henry". I pulled her arse cheeks apart to see another drawing of the fox
further down, this time showing it running downwards. At this point Alice bent
forward to show a final picture. She had the tail of the fox tattooed on her
anus. It looked just like the fox had run into her ass.

I was surprised to say the least. The tattoo was both amusing and sexy, in fact
I liked it a lot. After giving me chance to absorb what I had seen, Alice
spoke. "I've been turned on by the thought of getting a tattoo for some time
now but I wanted to get just the right one. I knew that the Japanese have a
long tradition of tattoos so I found a tattoo parlour in Tokyo. I wanted to get
a tattoo which only you would see and was unusual. I got the idea from a
similar design in the tattoo parlour. I like to think of you being the fox
disappearing up my hole." She noticed my lustful look in response to this and
quickly added "If you are thinking of following the fox tonight you can forget
it. My anus is still sore from the tattoo and I haven't been able to go to the
toilet for two days. I'll have to grit my teeth and take a dump tomorrow or
I'll explode. I knew that this must be intolerable to Alice because except on
special occasions where she is planning a special scat session she likes to
take a dump every day. Nevertheless I found the whole idea exciting and
regretted that her sore ass ruled out some fun. Alice was also severely jet
lagged and simply wanted to sleep. After a shower I massaged some soothing
cream into her sore parts (I get all the tough jobs) and she settled down to
sleep. I promised myself that I would conduct and detailed examination of her
tattoo at the earliest opportunity.


To be continued?