The Lake of Love (Adult Novel 18+) (15 page)

This went on for several very long and hot minutes.

‘Good,’ Cindy pulled back from the kiss and smiled. ‘You have to learn to
relax and take control of the situation. Look at, Frank, for me.’ Rebecca
turned her eyes towards me. ‘Does he want you?’ Cindy walked around behind her.

‘Um,’ Rebecca looked me up and down. ‘Yes?’

‘No.’ I could see Cindy’s delicate hand between Rebecca’s legs. She was
stroking the palm of her hand against the edges of Rebecca’s sensitive pussy
lips. ‘Look at him properly. Does he want to fuck you?’

My eyes said it all.

‘Yes,’ replied Rebecca with a little more confidence.

‘Look at him carefully.’ Cindy’s index and middle fingers were starting
to rub against Rebecca’s clit. Rebecca unconsciously bit her bottom lip.
Already her hips were starting to squirm from the pleasure being stimulated
across her pussy. ‘He wants to fuck this lovely wet pussy. Look at his crotch.’
Rebecca looked down at the bulge protruding beneath my trousers. ‘His cock is
practically bursting out of his trousers for you. You are turning him on.’

Something lustful sparkled behind Rebecca’s green eyes.

She liked having this power over me.

‘Tell him to take off his trousers,’ Cindy whispered into her ear.

‘Take off your trousers,’ Rebecca repeated in an unconfident tone.

‘Not good enough. You have to own him. Tell him to take off his trousers.’
Cindy was barking like some sort of drill sergeant. The speed of her fingers
began to increase, as she frantically rubbed them against Rebecca’s ever
increasing wet pussy.

‘Take off your trousers,’ Rebecca said louder.

‘Not good enough,’ countered Cindy.

‘Frank, I want your cock.’ The beautiful blonde blurted out.

That was it.

I couldn’t wait.

A smile that held her sense of accomplishment and triumph split Rebecca’s
soft red lips, as I fumbled with my belt buckle and tore down my zipper. My
trousers dropped down around my ankles and I sat back down into the white
leather chair.

My hard cock stood erect in the air.

‘You see,’ Cindy walked over to the chair and sat her cute naked ass down
onto the arm rest. ‘If you tell a man exactly what you want you will get it.’
Her fingers curled around the shaft of my cock and very slowly Cindy started to
jerk me off. ‘Men like a woman that knows what she wants and is not afraid of
taking it. Frank,’ Cindy turned her dark brown hazelnut coloured eyes towards
me and smiled. ‘Finger my pussy.’ My hand shot out like a bullet fired from a
high powered gun. Cindy sat back on the arm rest and opened her legs wider for
me. She sighed deeply, as two stiff fingers were pushed between her very juicy
pussy lips. I began to corkscrew my fingers in a clockwise and counter
clockwise motion, as they slid back and forth into her body. ‘If you take
command of a situation the man is like putty in your hands. Now take command of
him and fulfil your darkest pleasures.’

Rebecca knelt down between my legs.

She had that same glint in her eyes as last night as she looked up at me.

She lowered her head down.

‘Oh, yes,’ I groaned loudly at the feel of her tongue circling the rim of
my cock. Cindy continued to jerk her hand along my thick shaft, as Rebecca
sucked hard on the tip. I could feel all my senses being drawn down through my
body towards the rising sensation of pleasure building between my legs. I was
already so turned on just by watching them kiss each other, but to be this
close so early. It sort of reminded me of my very first time with a woman. That
had ended faster than a blink of an eye.

‘Know your own body and use your assets,’ instructed Cindy.

Rebecca looked up at her with a puzzled expression.

‘You should use what god has given you. Make him fuck your big tits.’

I felt like I had died and gone to heaven, as Rebecca forced my cock
between her large plump breasts. Cindy was up off the arm of the chair faster
than a heartbeat. The sexy brunette quickly knelt behind the beautiful blonde.
Two pairs of delicate female hands squeezed Rebecca’s big round tits against
the shaft of my cock.

Rebecca began to bob her body up and down.

My hips seemed to be moving with a mind of their own. Without even giving
any such order I could feel myself unconsciously pushing my cock up into the
tight narrow gap between her biteable breasts. They were squeezing her tits so
tightly together that I could feel every single pleasing sensation along the
tender skin of my throbbing shaft. Cindy placed a hand upon Rebecca’s head and
tilted it so that as my cock parted her tits it was thrust straight into her
mouth.

‘Oh fuck.’ My mouth fell open.

The very sight of Rebecca giving me such an amazing tit fuck was causing
me to lose what little self-control I had left. The pressure between my legs
was drastically heading towards the critical stage. No amount of mental power,
breathing techniques, or trying to think of non-sexual thoughts was going to
stop what was about to happen.

‘He is close,’ giggled Cindy.

‘I am,’ I groaned like some sort of wild animal.

Rebecca forced her tits along my cock faster than ever before. The
suction of her lips was so hard that she literally had to pull my cock out of
her mouth with a hard bob of her body. Rebecca smiled a devious smile at the
sight of my back arching off of the leather chair. My hips were trying to
squirm away from the overwhelming pressure gathering within my cock.

My deep groan echoed throughout the silent house.

A powerful eruption exploded from the tip of my cock. My eyes rolled back
into my head and every muscle within my body momentarily tensed up. A powerful
surge of butterflies fluttered wildly throughout my entire body, as a strange
numbness ran down the complete length of my spine. I could feel more eruptions
leaping forth from the tip of my cock, as her breasts danced along my pulsating
shaft. I was breathing so hard that I could hardly catch my breath.

I don’t know how much time passed by, but Rebecca finally stopped.

I fell back into the chair panting like some sort of long distance
runner.

Rebecca was kneeling on the floor before me with a smile upon her soft
red lips. Her face, tits, neck and hair were covered with the reward that she
had worked so hard to get.

‘Good girl,’ Cindy helped Rebecca onto her feet and guided her across the
room towards the large king sized bed. ‘You did exactly as I told you and took
control of the situation. What you did was something so amazing that, Frank,
will not be able to forget it.’ Rebecca sat down on the edge of the bed, but a
firm hand from the petite brunette forced her to lay back. Cindy got down onto
her knees upon the bedroom floor and forced Rebecca’s silky thighs apart. ‘We
might as well kill some time until, Frank, is able to continue with your next
lesson.’ Cindy pressed her face against Rebecca’s moist pussy and plunged her
tongue into her body.

I let out a long deep sigh.

That was fucking amazing.

Every time Rebecca touches me I feel like I am in heaven.

I think I am in love.

‘Oh.’ Rebecca moaned softly.

I could see her delicate fingers stroking through Cindy’s hair, as the
young woman devour the angel of beauty’s pussy. She was forcing herself against
her so hard and licking her so deep that she looked like some half craved
starved person dying for something to eat.

Rebecca’s sweet moans filled the room.

She sounded so sexy.

I looked down between my legs.

Hardness was starting to set in again.

Chapter Sixteen: A Brighter Tomorrow

I looked up through my bedroom window at the midnight sky. A thousand
stars scattered against the deep black of space looked down upon me. A smile
split my lips at the thought of the things Rebecca and I had done. How many
times had she taken me in her mouth? On the first night I could see she had a
natural talent, but it was like she had been doing it for years.

Charlie would be experiencing that tonight.

That thought brought me back down to earth with a heavy thud. Rebecca had
always been a forbidden fruit. She was my best friend’s wife, but after one
taste of that delicious fruit I wanted more, much more. Rebecca was like a drug
and I needed another fix. Today was the first time in a very long time that I
felt genuinely happy. It wasn’t just the sex. I liked her company and the ways
she make me feel when I am near her. I just hoped that our games would not come
to an abrupt end when Charlie discovers what she can do to him.

Someone knocked gently on my bedroom door.

I glanced at the clock on my bedside table. A red flashing light
signalled that it was quarter past twelve at night. Who could possibly be
knocking on my door this late at night? My heart seemed to skip a beat at the
slight hope that it would be Rebecca. I threw back my quilt and headed towards
the door in nothing more than a pair of black boxer shorts. In my heart of
hearts I silently prayed towards all the gods of the various religions. I
always found it a safe bet to pray to them all. Please let it be Rebecca.

I opened the bedroom door.

‘Hi,’ Miranda was standing in the hallway.

I unconsciously looked her up and down and then down and up again. My
soon to be ex-wife was wearing a very revealing low cut nightdress. It hung
seductively above her smooth kissable thighs and fully displayed her large firm
breasts.

‘Hi, Miranda,’ I muttered in shocked reply.

‘I wanted to apologise to you about earlier.’ She turned her eyes towards
the floor. ‘I was rude and I apologise.’

‘Don’t worry about it.’ I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She was
actually coming to talk to me. Did this mean she is considering getting back
together with me?

‘I want to be adult about this. I did love you, Frank. I loved you for a
very long time, but what you did can never be forgiven. We cannot ever go back
to what we once had,’ explained Miranda. ‘I cannot trust you anymore. You went
behind my back far too many times for me to ever be able to trust you again.’

‘I know. I am sorry. I was an idiot.’ I meant every word that left my
lips. I would give anything to have Miranda back in my life again. ‘I want a
chance to show you that I have changed. I want to prove to you that you can
trust me again.’

‘Frank.’ She sighed, but I instantly cut her off.

‘Please, just one chance. Come out to dinner with me and we can take it
from there. If you don’t want to see me anymore then I will let you move on
with your life, but give me this one final chance.’ Miranda looked deep into my
eyes for a long heart stopping moment. It was as if she were attempting to read
my thoughts. Reluctantly she nodded her head in reply.

‘Fine, but this is your very last chance. It I say it is over. It is
over, agreed?’

‘Of course,’ I replied.

‘Okay then. Good night.’ She turned around and walked away. My smile was
so wide that it was threatening to consume my entire face. Miranda was giving
me one final chance to prove to her that I could be a decent man. I just have
to stay focused and make sure I don’t blow it this time. I need to avoid
anything that could distract or tempt me off the path I have to walk. I have to
re-gain my self-control.

* * *

This is no good.

I threw back my quilt cover and sat up on the edge of the bed in nothing
more than a pair of black boxer shorts. My eyes darted towards the alarm clock
on the bedside table. It was a quarter to three in the morning and I still
hadn’t caught a single second of sleep. No matter what I tried I couldn’t shut
off my over active mind. Two separate lines of thought were keeping me awake.
The first was Miranda. The woman that I had loved for so long, but had treated
so badly for so many years was giving me a very small chance of trying to mend
our broken marriage. I couldn’t stop thinking about the things I would say to
her, or what I might reply with if she said a certain thing. I felt like the
press secretary at the white house preparing to counter with quick fire answers
to any potential question that might come my way. The second thing weighting on
my mind was Rebecca. Right now at this moment in time she is sleeping just down
the hallway with her husband. Tonight is the night that Charlie gets to
experience all the wonderful things she done to me and then more so. I could
feel the sick jealous feeling tugging down on the pits of my stomach. I know
that I have to clear my act up because I am trying to mend things with Miranda,
but Rebecca is just so god damned sexy.

I need a drink.

With silent steps I crept out of my bedroom and down the corridor. I
didn’t want to wake any of the others up, especially when I was wearing nothing
more than my boxer shorts. I tiptoed down the darkened staircase and headed
passed the front door of the lake house towards the large open-planned kitchen.
The interior light of the fridge offered me a brief moment of illumination, as
I grabbed a bottle of beer off the bottom shelf.

That’s when I heard it.

The same sound I had heard last night.

Someone was crying.

Curiosity got the better of me and I followed the sound into the living
room. Just like the night before Rebecca was sitting in the middle of the
leather couch with her head buried into the palms of her hands. She was wearing
nothing more than a revealing little nightgown that hung just below the level
of her knee. ‘Rebecca what’s wrong?’ she turned her red raw eyes towards me.
Tears were streaming down her soft cheeks.

‘He is having an affair,’ she burst into tears.

I quickly headed across the room and knelt down on the floor in front of
her. ‘What happened?’ I lowered my head so that I could see her face beneath
the wall of golden hair.

‘He didn’t come home.’ She sobbed.

‘That doesn’t mean he is having an affair.’ I countered.

‘He is.’ She shook her head from side to side to deflect what I had just
said. ‘I did everything that, Cindy and you, taught me. I spoke so dirty to him
on the phone, telling him all the naughty things I was going to do to him
tonight. But half an hour before he was supposed to be home he called to say he
wasn’t coming. He has never been away this much before. I know he is seeing
another woman.’

‘If he is then he is an idiot.’ I brushed her hair back from her face. ‘You
are a beautiful and amazing woman.’

‘I’m nobody. I’m just a loser.’

‘No you are not.’ I spoke in a firm tone.

‘I am. Who would ever want to be with me?’ It broke my heart to see her
so sad.

‘I do.’ The words left my mouth before I could stop them.

‘You are just saying that.’ The tears seemed to take a momentary pause,
as she focused her light green eyes onto me.

‘Rebecca I like you.’ I admitted. ‘I always have. I have had a crush on
you so long that I can’t even remember when it started. I have always wanted to
be with you and now I finally have.’

Unconsciously I dropped my hands onto her knees. Rebecca sat back into
the leather couch and looked down upon me kneeling on the ground before her. My
heart suddenly leapt into my mouth, as she ever so casually parted her legs. It
was like I was on auto-pilot. I hadn’t even had time to think such a naughty
thought, but already the tips of my fingers has slipped beneath the base of her
nightgown. Rebecca didn’t even react to the feel of my fingers slowly stroking
across the top of her silky thighs. It was like she was pretending not to
notice what I was doing, but how far would she really let me go?

‘These passed two days have been some of the best days of my life.’ I
explained. ‘I have had the woman I have always wanted, but more than that in
this short space of time I have gotten to know the real you. I never realised
how much alike we truly are.’ Rebecca spread her legs even wider, as the tips
of my fingers touched her panties. Carefully I curled my fingers around the
edges of the fabric and began to pull her panties down her legs. If she had
wanted to stop me then now was the time to do it. Instead Rebecca lifted her
ass up off the couch and let me pull down her light blue panties.

They landed on the living room floor several feet away.

‘I like you too.’ She admitted. I kissed her softly on the top of her
left knee in reply. ‘I do love, Charlie. He makes me feel so safe and
comfortable.’ My lips began to walk a line of soft gentle kisses no heavier
than the tickle from a feather along the inside of her smooth thigh. ‘But for a
long time our relationship has been stale.’ Her breasts began to heave beneath
the top of her low cut nightgown, as her breathing started to grow heavy with
anticipation. ‘For years we haven’t had any real sort of a sexual relationship.
It was because of our boys that we stayed together for so long.’ I hoisted the
bottom of her nightgown up over her hips. Rebecca leant back into the comfy
leather couch. The scent of lust filled my nostrils, as my lips continued
higher up her leg. She smelt good. ‘I knew our marriage was in trouble, but I
never believed that any man would ever want me. I didn’t want to be alone.’

I kissed her pussy.

She was already very wet.

The tip of my tongue ran along the slit soaking up all her juices. She
tasted nice and sweet. ‘Oh god,’ Rebecca groaned at the feel of my tongue
forcing her wet lips apart. ‘Hmm,’ she sighed through her nose, as my tongue
curled up inside her body. My strong hands stroked up along the outside of her
thighs, followed the curve of her hips and travelled around her body until her
cute naked ass cheeks were firmly within my grasp. I pulled Rebecca forward, as
my tongue dived deeper into her body.

‘Charlie has never done this for me before.’

Using all my strength within my powerful neck muscles I forced my face
against her pussy. It was like force meeting force. My face would push against
her, whilst my hands pulled her hips into me. My tongue began to roll, curl,
twist and lash within the depths of her pussy as quickly as I could manage. Every
couple of seconds I would tease her clit or suck on the edges of her wet lips.
I wanted to stimulate every single inch of her soaking wet pussy inside and
out. This was the first time I had ever gone down on her and I wanted it to be
something she would never forget.

The minutes began to tick by on the clock above the fireplace.

Ten minutes disappeared upon the winds of time.

A quarter of an hour was gone.

Half an hour and still I remained between her thighs.

Forty-five minutes, and several power orgasms, later.

‘Oh god,’ Rebecca’s fingers were grabbing handfuls of my hair, as she
pulled my head roughly down between her legs with all her might. Her hips were
squirming and rolling so much that it was as if they had a mind of their own.
She was grinding her pussy against my face, as my tongue lapped up every
delicious drop that left her body. She was so wet that I was practically
drinking down her juices. My hands were no longer on her ass. There was no need
to pull her into me when Rebecca was desperately forcing me to eat her pussy.
Now my hands were upon her hips holding her tender body down against the
leather couch, as her back arched wildly. I was not going to let her go until
her body could take no more.

It appeared that time was close by.

‘Baby,’ her groan sounded strained. I looked up from my position between
her legs. Those light green emerald coloured eyes were filled with a
combination of absolutely pleasure and unfathomable agony. ‘I’m going to cum.’
Rebecca told me just a mere split second before it happened for the fourth time
tonight. It was like some sort of poltergeist possession. Her entire body
seemed to arch up off the couch almost as she were about to levitate into
mid-air. Every single muscle within her body was locked in a state of complete
tension. A long desperate moan echoed throughout the living room, as Rebecca
expelled all the oxygen from within her lungs. I had to use all my strength to
wrestle her squirming body back down onto the couch.

My tongue was plunged back inside her body.

Her juices seemed to pour into my mouth. I could feel it dripping down my
chin, on my cheeks and my nose, but still I pressed my face firmly against her
pussy. Rebecca’s body jolted wildly a second time and again her back arched up
into the air. I could feel her hands upon my forehead pushing my face away, as
her hips attempted to lift her ass up off the couch to distance her pussy from
the well trained tongue that was tormenting her body.

‘Frank,’ she begged and I released my grip.

I sat back on my knees and watched the world’s most beautiful woman
squirming wildly on the leather couch. Her small delicate hands cupped her
tender pussy, as tremors of pleasure strong enough to flatten entire villages
quaked through her body. From the look in her eyes I could see she didn’t know
what had hit her. Never in her life had she experience such a strong and
overwhelming orgasm. Now she knew the effect she had on me.

‘Oh god, oh fuck, oh shit,’ Rebecca muttered beneath her breath, as the
squirming started to subside and her body finally slowed to a standstill. It
took several more minute before she could bring her breathing back under
control and lower her mind down from the clouds above. ‘That was fucking nice.’

‘I am glad you liked it.’ I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. ‘I wanted
our first time doing this to be special.’ With a sigh Rebecca removed her hands
from her pussy.