Mr Peacock - Sex Stories

Mr Peacock

... the front of his corduroy trousers and he removed his jacket and laid it on the chair. 'Who is it' Helen stammered. Roger glanced at me and shook his head suggesting his identity should remain a secret for now. 'Just a friend' I said trying to sound calm and confident but it came out a little high pitched. Roger sat on the side of the bed like a doctor making a house call. I could see Helens chest rising and falling with excited breaths her breasts standing proudly. He extended a hand, wrinkled and littered with liver spots on the back and cupped her breast with his large fingers. She gasped loudly, she could tell instantly from the texture of the hand it wasn't mine. His hand squeezed the breast , finger and thumb finding the nipple and exerting pressure to that point. She gasped and turned her head away as though not wanting to show any pleasure. His hand moved across to the further breast and repeated the exercise and his other hand replaced where the first had been. His hands squeezed and pushed the breasts together in a 'kneading dough' exercise periodically focusing just on the nipples and pulling them upward causing her to raise her shoulders from the bed but her head remained turned facing away from him in a silent protest. I stood transfixed. I didn't know what i had expected but I was surprised at his confidence and a feeling of dominance. Roger leaned over and lowered his mouth to her breast, he squeezed the breast forcing the nipple upward and then sucked it ...

... greedily into his puckered mouth. H gasped and shuddered , her senses were in overload, her mind racing. He feasted on one breast and then the other, I could see her breasts red and white from the manhandling. I also noticed her pussy absolutely dripping with juice. Roger had noticed it too and he stopped working on her breasts and stood up from the bedside position placing one knee on the mattress he gently slid a hand under H's neck raising her head slightly up from the pillow. His other hand extended down to her glistening pussy and holding 2 fingers out he plunged them straight into her snatch without warning. 'Fuuuucccckkkkk' she squealed , a move he had obviously anticipated, his mouth immediately took advantage of her open mouth and pulling her head closer to his, his tongue invaded her whilst his fingers erupted a frenzied assault on her snatch. I stood slack jawed, my eyes bulging along with the hard on in my trousers. His glasses were skewed on his face as he continued tonguing her mouth. She surrendered to him. Her mouth was fully locked against his and her legs wide open allowing him full access. She had even dug her heels into the mattress and raised her pelvis up to give him more. His long fingers were a blur between her legs and dark stains were appearing on the wet bed sheets from her juices. He withdraw his hand fully and I could see three fingers now being inserted. He continued the assault and increased speed. 'Nnnnnuuuuuuuuhhhhhh' a deep guttural groan came ...