Claire's Conception - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Claire's Conception - Part 2

Claire and Tim are married with three children and live in London, They have been enjoying phone sex while Tim is away on business. Claire’s mother has persuaded them to let her best friend’s son Simon stay with them as a lodger while he spends a twelve week internship with a Premier League Football Club. Simon has unwittingly become a recurring theme in their phone sex fantasies. Claire’s fantasies in particular have become very much more vivid recently… *** The last week of Simon’s placement was due to start on the Monday but unusually, he had planned his arrival by a very early train on Monday morning. This meant I wouldn’t get to see him at all during the week because I myself had to fly back out to Brazil on an equally early morning flight. Simon had returned to the house after work in time to help with dinner, looking and feeling elated – the report from his placement had been enthusiastic and he was hoping for a ‘first’ in his degree and a permanent job after graduation. He had been effusive in his thanks to Claire for all her help. This I learned when I called Claire on Monday night, lying naked on my bed, imagining her equally naked on our double bed at home. I listened to the story of her day with eagerness, wondering how Simon’s gratitude might manifest itself. "So did you do more than kiss this time?" There was a pleasing pause and I ran my hand up and down my erect cock as I awaited the answer, not sure what I wanted to hear. "Umm, yes. We did.” she finally ...

... said. “What did you let him do?” “He... I let him strip me naked after I gave him the blow job," Claire said. “Completely naked?” “Completely naked.” “Where?” “In the lounge.” “In the lounge?” “Yes.” “What about the kids?” “They were asleep. It was late.” “Did he kiss you?” “Yes.” “Did he lick you... down there?” “What? Oh God! “Tim! How can you ask that?” “Did he?” I insisted. “Well….Yes he did!” she raised her voice excitedly. I could hear her fingers moving over her body in the background. "Jesus! Did you let him fuck you?" I asked. "NO!” she protested. “No I didn’t let him!” There was a pause but I was sure I could hear her fingers still working on her body. “Did he make you cum?” “Oh God, I'm so turned on!" she eventually said, her voice slightly slurred. "No. I didn’t come! After he had licked me a couple of times, I realised that if I let him make me cum with his tongue I'd have to let him fuck me too. I’m not ready for that so I made him stop!" This was the furthest, most realistic scenario we had ever played. My erection actually hurt! "Oh, why did you make him stop? Don't you want to fuck him?" I pleaded. "I can't!" she cried. "He's just a kid! I’m married to you! I can't let him fuck me!" "Why not? I know you love me. I love you, but I think you’ve fallen in love with Simon too; or at the very least in lust!” I paused, the idea in my mind almost too much to speak aloud. “This is the most amazing scenario I can ever imagine! Go ahead and fuck him, Claire! God, just ...