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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,540
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2
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Lunch Break
Title: Lunch Break
Author: FrancklyScarlett
Summary: Jean has lunch with Lionel at his flat
Rating: NC17
Pairing(s): M/F
Feedback: Desired
Characters: Jean and Lionel
Betas: None
Author’s notes: None
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters and I’m not making any money from this.
~ * ~
“Hello. Jean Pargeter.”
“Hello, Love.”
“Oh, hello, Lionel. How are you?”
“Hungry. I thought we might have lunch if you’re free and don’t have to be back too soon.”
“As a matter of fact, I am free for lunch and I don’t have an appointment until 3:30”.
“Good. Why don’t I expect you here in about an hour? I’ll have lunch ready.”
“See you then.”
“Bye”
The clock was just striking noon when Jean knocked on the door of Lionel’s flat.
“Hello Love.” He greeted her with a long, slow kiss. “Lunch is inside.” He hung up her suit jacket and placed her purse on the sofa then led her to his bedroom. Lionel’s bed consumed much of the room but at the far end were a small table and a large, squashy club chair. Jean sat in the chair and Lionel sat on the arm; from his perch by Jean’s side he could reach the cold prawns and lobster as well as the bottle of white wine cooling in the bucket.
“Oh, Lionel, this is a lovely surprise. Thank you.”
“You are most welcome.” He leaned down and kissed her, longer and more slowly than before; he unbuttoned her blouse and sucked on the rigid nipples that pointed through her bra. Lionel unclasped her bra to let her breasts spill into his hands and spent long minutes enjoying the taste and feel of her skin on his hands and lips and tongue. Jean squirmed and moaned in pleasure and pressed his mouth closer to her breasts while her pussy began to twitch and tingle.
“Raise your bottom”, he said and pushed her skirt up to her waist and pulled her tights and knickers off. “Uhnnhh” he said when he buried his face between her legs and inhaled her scent, lapping up her sticky juices.
“Oh God Lionel! More!” Jean cried out, rubbing against his face. He laughed from deep within his throat and tongue fucked her even more enthusiastically. Lionel licked from her belly down to her bush and around to the tight puckered opening of her ass then he slid his tongue inside to join his fingers stroking the velvety walls of her pussy. His teeth nipped and nibbled at her swollen clit, beautiful pain coursing through her body until she came, legs trembling around his head, honeyed wetness spilling into his open mouth.
A smiling Lionel rested his head against her thigh then stood and they undressed each other. Lying side by side, they touched and explored each other as if it were the first time they were together. Jean shifted and moved down the bed and knelt between Lionel’s legs. She licked his cock, running her tongue along the vein that bulged on the underside of his erection. The perfection of her mouth and tongue made Lionel’s body arch and fall back against the bed.
“Oh God I love you.” His hands found her head and pushed her closer to his cock and balls.
“Oh, yes. Oh God. Oh yes.” He writhed on the bed, wanting more, wanting to feel her mouth on him, wanting to feel her cunt wrapped around his cock. Jean stroked his balls while her mouth moved up and down the thick hard shaft, licking it with the flat of her tongue, circling the head with the tip of her tongue.
“Oh God. Don’t. Stop. Don’t. Stop. Don’t stop. I’m so close to coming.” Lionel’s eyes were closed as he surrendered to the pleasure of her mouth and hands. Jean let him slip from her mouth and moved back, then she squeezed her breasts around his wet cock, massaging him with her soft plump globes.
“I want you. I want to be deep inside you Jean.” He pulled her up and kissed her, his hands holding her as close as possible while his cock found its way into her sopping wet slit. They groaned as their bodies clashed then settled into a perfect rhythm. Over and over Jean raised her hips, nearly letting him free then slid back down slowly. The feeling of her pussy on his cock and the sight of her swaying breasts sent Lionel to the edge of control.
“Faster Jean! Faster!” The warm wet walls of her pussy contracted around him and his moans deepened as their climax built. “Oh God I love you!” He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her fiercely and they rolled over so Lionel was on top, thrusting wildly into the woman he loved.
“Harder” she begged as waves of her orgasm began rolling through her body. “Oh, Lionel, harder” she begged. Jean’s legs tightened convulsively around Lionel and they came at the same time, his cum filling her creamy wet pussy that milked his cock until it was dry.
Panting and sweating, Lionel caressed Jean’s face, smoothing back the hair that stuck to her face. “I do love you Jean. It wasn’t just the sex that made me say that.”
“I know you do, because I love you too.”
“Well that’s good.”
“It’s very good Love.” Jean stretched then curled back into her lover.
Lionel’s stomach rumbled loudly and the two of them giggled then collapsed in gales of laughter when his stomach protested again.
“I have rumbly in my tumbly. Who said that? Eeyore or Tigger?”
“Neither”, she answered. “It was Pooh”, and she recited some lines for him:
“I don't need a pot of honey // I'd be grateful for a plateful // When I'm rumbly in my tumbly // Then it’s time to eat”
“Mmm. Honey”, he said slipping a hand into the moisture between her legs; he raised his fingers to Jean’s mouth and let her slurp the rich wetness from his fingers. When she was done, he carried the food and wine to the bedside table. He selected the choicest morsels and fed her with his fingers.
~ * ~
“Do you have to go”, he asked? He ran the iron over her skirt to get rid of most of the wrinkles and gave it to her to finish dressing.
“Yes, love, I do. I have an appointment at 3:30. If it goes well, it means half a dozen secretaries for 8 months.” She stepped into her shoes. “I wish I could stay or send Judy in my place but I can’t. I’m sorry, Love.” She hugged him.
“Come on; I’ll walk you out.” Wearing only a smile, Lionel made his way to the living room where Jean picked up her jacket and purse. At the door, he kissed her briefly then again, more passionately.
“Come back when you’re done?”
She nodded. “About 6.”
Author: FrancklyScarlett
Summary: Jean has lunch with Lionel at his flat
Rating: NC17
Pairing(s): M/F
Feedback: Desired
Characters: Jean and Lionel
Betas: None
Author’s notes: None
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters and I’m not making any money from this.
~ * ~
“Hello. Jean Pargeter.”
“Hello, Love.”
“Oh, hello, Lionel. How are you?”
“Hungry. I thought we might have lunch if you’re free and don’t have to be back too soon.”
“As a matter of fact, I am free for lunch and I don’t have an appointment until 3:30”.
“Good. Why don’t I expect you here in about an hour? I’ll have lunch ready.”
“See you then.”
“Bye”
The clock was just striking noon when Jean knocked on the door of Lionel’s flat.
“Hello Love.” He greeted her with a long, slow kiss. “Lunch is inside.” He hung up her suit jacket and placed her purse on the sofa then led her to his bedroom. Lionel’s bed consumed much of the room but at the far end were a small table and a large, squashy club chair. Jean sat in the chair and Lionel sat on the arm; from his perch by Jean’s side he could reach the cold prawns and lobster as well as the bottle of white wine cooling in the bucket.
“Oh, Lionel, this is a lovely surprise. Thank you.”
“You are most welcome.” He leaned down and kissed her, longer and more slowly than before; he unbuttoned her blouse and sucked on the rigid nipples that pointed through her bra. Lionel unclasped her bra to let her breasts spill into his hands and spent long minutes enjoying the taste and feel of her skin on his hands and lips and tongue. Jean squirmed and moaned in pleasure and pressed his mouth closer to her breasts while her pussy began to twitch and tingle.
“Raise your bottom”, he said and pushed her skirt up to her waist and pulled her tights and knickers off. “Uhnnhh” he said when he buried his face between her legs and inhaled her scent, lapping up her sticky juices.
“Oh God Lionel! More!” Jean cried out, rubbing against his face. He laughed from deep within his throat and tongue fucked her even more enthusiastically. Lionel licked from her belly down to her bush and around to the tight puckered opening of her ass then he slid his tongue inside to join his fingers stroking the velvety walls of her pussy. His teeth nipped and nibbled at her swollen clit, beautiful pain coursing through her body until she came, legs trembling around his head, honeyed wetness spilling into his open mouth.
A smiling Lionel rested his head against her thigh then stood and they undressed each other. Lying side by side, they touched and explored each other as if it were the first time they were together. Jean shifted and moved down the bed and knelt between Lionel’s legs. She licked his cock, running her tongue along the vein that bulged on the underside of his erection. The perfection of her mouth and tongue made Lionel’s body arch and fall back against the bed.
“Oh God I love you.” His hands found her head and pushed her closer to his cock and balls.
“Oh, yes. Oh God. Oh yes.” He writhed on the bed, wanting more, wanting to feel her mouth on him, wanting to feel her cunt wrapped around his cock. Jean stroked his balls while her mouth moved up and down the thick hard shaft, licking it with the flat of her tongue, circling the head with the tip of her tongue.
“Oh God. Don’t. Stop. Don’t. Stop. Don’t stop. I’m so close to coming.” Lionel’s eyes were closed as he surrendered to the pleasure of her mouth and hands. Jean let him slip from her mouth and moved back, then she squeezed her breasts around his wet cock, massaging him with her soft plump globes.
“I want you. I want to be deep inside you Jean.” He pulled her up and kissed her, his hands holding her as close as possible while his cock found its way into her sopping wet slit. They groaned as their bodies clashed then settled into a perfect rhythm. Over and over Jean raised her hips, nearly letting him free then slid back down slowly. The feeling of her pussy on his cock and the sight of her swaying breasts sent Lionel to the edge of control.
“Faster Jean! Faster!” The warm wet walls of her pussy contracted around him and his moans deepened as their climax built. “Oh God I love you!” He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her fiercely and they rolled over so Lionel was on top, thrusting wildly into the woman he loved.
“Harder” she begged as waves of her orgasm began rolling through her body. “Oh, Lionel, harder” she begged. Jean’s legs tightened convulsively around Lionel and they came at the same time, his cum filling her creamy wet pussy that milked his cock until it was dry.
Panting and sweating, Lionel caressed Jean’s face, smoothing back the hair that stuck to her face. “I do love you Jean. It wasn’t just the sex that made me say that.”
“I know you do, because I love you too.”
“Well that’s good.”
“It’s very good Love.” Jean stretched then curled back into her lover.
Lionel’s stomach rumbled loudly and the two of them giggled then collapsed in gales of laughter when his stomach protested again.
“I have rumbly in my tumbly. Who said that? Eeyore or Tigger?”
“Neither”, she answered. “It was Pooh”, and she recited some lines for him:
“I don't need a pot of honey // I'd be grateful for a plateful // When I'm rumbly in my tumbly // Then it’s time to eat”
“Mmm. Honey”, he said slipping a hand into the moisture between her legs; he raised his fingers to Jean’s mouth and let her slurp the rich wetness from his fingers. When she was done, he carried the food and wine to the bedside table. He selected the choicest morsels and fed her with his fingers.
~ * ~
“Do you have to go”, he asked? He ran the iron over her skirt to get rid of most of the wrinkles and gave it to her to finish dressing.
“Yes, love, I do. I have an appointment at 3:30. If it goes well, it means half a dozen secretaries for 8 months.” She stepped into her shoes. “I wish I could stay or send Judy in my place but I can’t. I’m sorry, Love.” She hugged him.
“Come on; I’ll walk you out.” Wearing only a smile, Lionel made his way to the living room where Jean picked up her jacket and purse. At the door, he kissed her briefly then again, more passionately.
“Come back when you’re done?”
She nodded. “About 6.”