Helpful Neighbors

Grace blushed and said, “Bryan, I don’t know how to thank you. I’d never have been able to sort out what was wrong.”

“Just a simple overload,” he said, and smiled. Then he went on, “Look, I thought I’d cook Boeuf Bourguignon for lunch tomorrow. If you’re not busy, and Tom’s not back, would you like to join Mia and me? Of course I’d quite understand if you are busy…”

“No, I’m not and that would be delightful,” Grace said, returning his smile. “I’ll bring a bottle of wine as a thank you for your kindness this evening.”

“Around 12.30?”

“See you then,” Grace said and closed the door after him, a flutter of excitement making her hands tremble as she locked the door and went upstairs to bed, exhausted by what had turned out to be a surprisingly eventful evening.

*

Grace loved to cook, and Tom had often complimented her on her ability to create classic French dishes, but even she had to admit her Boeuf Bourguignon wasn’t as delicious as Bryan’s. The beef simply melted in the mouth, the crème brûlée dessert was sweet and crunchy, and Grace felt replete as Bryan handed her a cognac to go with the coffee Mia was making in the kitchen.

Grace was standing by the bookshelves looking through Bryan’s collection. It was wide in interest, and she was delighted to see there were a number of volumes of classic erotica. She picked up ‘The Story of O’ and thumbed through to near the end of the book where Natalie, ‘like Dinarzade at the foot of Scheherazade’s bed’ watches each time O writhes and squirms beneath the riding crop, sees O on her knees humbly receiving Sir Stephen’s massive, upright sex in her mouth, and watches fascinated as O spreads her own buttocks with both hands to offer Sir Stephen her back passage. Grace loved the way Natalie wanted to emulate O’s submission and, reading the familiar passage, she felt her cuntlips were wet with her arousal. She shivered slightly with desire; a gesture Bryan noticed.

“It’s a wonderful book, don’t you think?” he said, taking a seat on the sofa opposite where Grace was standing.

“Wonderful but also frightening,” Grace said. “That any woman could so willingly submit to a man that her personality disappears as she allows herself to be dominated.”

Bryan’s eyes met hers. “You mean being so submissive to Sir Stephen that she accepts he only ever wants to sodomize her?”

At that moment Mia walked in with a tray holding a pot of coffee and three demitasse cups which she placed on the low table in front of her father.

Grace turned to put the book back on the shelf. There was no way the teenager could not have heard her father’s remark and Grace found it particularly erotic to be discussing sodomy in front of a girl the same age as the Natalie in the book while Bryan was similar in age to O’s aristocratic lover Sir Stephen.

“No,” Grace said, making herself comfortable in an armchair and sipping her cognac. “The reason O allows herself to be sodomized by Sir Stephen is because she enjoys it so much. When her lover, René, first delivers her to the chateau at Roissy, he spends time with her in her room before saying goodbye. He alternates between fucking and sodomizing her before he finally comes in her mouth. So she’s used to being fucked in that way. And no woman agrees to something like that unless she wants to offer her asshole to a man as freely as she does her cunt. At least that’s how it is between Tom and I – ”

For a moment Grace wondered if the two bottles of red wine she, Bryan and Mia had drunk with lunch, together with the cognac, had made her express her opinions too freely. But there was a fascinated look on Bryan’s face that made her think he was not offended by her openness but enjoyed discussing sexuality with a woman who saw herself as a spontaneously erotic being.

“Yes, that’s the way it is with Mia and me, too,” Bryan said, smiling at his daughter who picked up the coffeepot, filled a cup and handed it to Grace. Glancing at the teenager, Grace thought how beautiful she was, and how desirable.

Mia was wearing a very small black T-shirt, cut away at the sides to reveal her breasts to the nipple, and tiny blue denim shorts that left the dimples of each buttock bare. Her body had a sensual beauty as she walked, the big globes bouncing with each step. As Mia leaned forward the perfume from her fine blonde hair filled Grace’s senses, making her breathless with desire.

“Does that shock you?” Bryan asked, patting the seat next to him on the sofa for Mia to sit down, his eyes meeting Grace’s who loved watching the teenager’s curvy bum jiggle as she walked across the room.

“No, not at all,” said Grace with a little smile. “I expected a girl as gorgeous as Mia would also be highly sexed. Who better to have her first sexual encounters with than her own father? Have you sodomized her yet?”

“Oh yes,” said Bryan, leaning over to kiss his daughter’s cheek, resting his hand lightly on Mia’s upper thigh. “That and much more.”

“That sounds intriguing,” Grace said, her voice hoarse with lust as she looked from father to daughter and back again.

“Look,” Bryan said, stroking his hand between Mia’s legs which made the teenager squirm as she rubbed her plump denim-covered mons against her father’s stroking fingers. “Mia and I usually spend Sunday afternoons making love. Would you like to join us? I know Mia would love you to, she has the most awful crush on you.”

“Yes, I know, it was a bit obvious,” Grace said with a big grin, enjoying the sight of Mia blushing prettily.

Bryan laughed with delight at his daughter’s embarrassment. “She loves it when I lick her cunt,” he said. “Because then she can pretend it’s you who’s doing it and call out your name when she comes. That’s why she looked so sheepish on Friday night. She’d just climaxed and I was all set to fuck her beautiful ass when you knocked.”

Grace laughed with delight. “Shall we make your dream come true, Mia?” she asked.

“Oh, please, Ms. Boswell,” the teenager said softly, and Grace felt her heart thud in her chest, her nipples harden, and the creamy wetness between her legs turn into a flood.

*

There was something delightfully depraved about Bryan’s choice of Mia’s bedroom for their lovemaking. A teddy bear sat on the pillow, rock concert posters on the walls, bright make-up on the dressing table all added to the sense that Mia, not the crème brûlée, was the perfect dessert to finish their meal.

The teenager laid down on her bed, her t-shirt drawn together into her cleavage baring her breasts, her denim shorts unzipped and pushed down round her ankles. Her legs were wide open, the pink puffy lips of her shaven pussy glistening with the evidence of her arousal. As Grace watched, she cupped her breasts in one hand and began to knead the stiff tips, squeezing them hard between thumb and forefinger, sliding the other between her legs where she frigged herself vigorously.

Grace was standing naked at the foot of the bed, with Bryan nude behind her, the fingers of one hand buried in the folds of her cunt, his other hand caressing her breasts. She watched the lascivious display the teenager was putting on especially for her and felt so intensely aroused she was already close to orgasm.

Bryan’s circumcised penis pressing between the cheeks of her ass was every bit as long, thick and hard as Grace had imagined and she envied Mia for having it available to fuck her whenever she wanted. His arms round her body were tanned and muscular, his hand fondling her breasts was big and strong, and Grace writhed her backside sinuously, sensing there would be few preliminaries before Bryan’s thick cock was buried in her cunt or ass to the balls. That suited her perfectly as long as he was doing it at the same time as she was licking the succulent cunt of the wanton teenager openly masturbating in front of her.

The split peach of Mia’s pussy was too enticing for Grace to resist.

“Bryan, I have to – ” Grace said, turning her head so her lips met his in a hungry kiss before she tore herself away and lowered her body between the teenager’s legs.

Like a ravenous beast, Grace inhaled the delectable scent of warm girl-cunt and closed her mouth over the whole of Mia’s slit, her tongue sinking as far as it would go into the wet hole. Immediately, Mia bucked and shuddered in orgasm, a flood of her delicious cream filling Grace’s mouth which she swallowed greedily, hungry for more.

Lapping her tongue between the lips of the teenager’s pussy, Grace lingered longest over the stiff bud of Mia’s clit, closing her lips over it and sucking gently. Mia responded by grinding her hips up against Grace’s mouth, pushing the swollen little organ like a miniature penis between Grace’ lips, soft whimpering sounds coming from the girl’s throat every time Grace licked her tongue over the super-sensitive tip.

Her nose and mouth filled with the delicious smell and taste of the teenager’s cunt and ass, Grace found it hard to concentrate on the pleasure Bryan was giving her, lying between Grace’s spread legs, his face buried deep between the split peach of her buttocks. His tongue was amazingly agile, one second probing deep into her dripping cunt, the next pushed so far up her rectum she felt as if she was being sodomized by its thickness. Grace adored being rimmed at the same time as she was licking Mia’s pussy but she knew that for Bryan it was only a prelude to fucking her and as much as she wanted that, she wanted something else much more.