Elizabeth at War Ch. 06 - Remorse - Sex Stories

Elizabeth at War Ch. 06 - Remorse

... existed. Her abdomen protested to his fingers' intrusion, then relaxed. Her leg muscles relaxed under the tense probing, the sensations when he handled the stump of her amputated leg at first agonising, then relaxing into a tenuous relief.

And now the massage returned to caressing, barely touching. The sensitised skin and muscles reacted to the gentle touch. Sensation flared like an electrical discharge, building up to an anticipation of a larger discharge. Stan's hands moved over her body, touched her, cherished her, until she felt the need for relief become unbearable, then retreated to a less sensitive area, built the tension again, held her there. She sensed, more than heard, Elizabeth's voice: "Let her come now, Stan."

And at his touch on her clit and vulva she exploded in wave after wave of sensation, her body convulsing as the tension and pleasure rolled over her. She was aware of Elizabeth's hands on her, her voice explaining, Stan stretching the sensations out, prolonging her orgasm until she lost all awareness of her surroundings.

It was a long time later that she regained awareness of a delicious smell, then a feeling of warmth and security. A slight movement brought the sensation of soft cotton on her skin, Stan's comforting smell, his touch and presence. For a minute more she relaxed into a world where there was no need, no anxiety, no concerns. Then Stan whispered: "Back with us, lovely? Want some hot chocolate? Come, let me help you up."

The hot ...

... liquid slowly brought her back to stability, and she took a deep breath. "Wow. What can I say. I have never..."

Elizabeth smiled into her eyes. "And it will get better with practise. Your body will remember the pathways, your mind will recreate the pleasure."

Jenny looked up at Stan. "Thank you, my love. You were magnificent. I did not know you could do that to me. And you, poor thing, you have not had any pleasure."

He smiled. "You know, I now have a context for what Elizabeth had said. The greatest pleasure you can have is to give pleasure to someone else. Seeing you lose yourself in enjoyment was more than any orgasm could mean to me. You were so... beautiful."

She smiled at him, and asked Elizabeth: "And you? Did you...?"

Elizabeth grinned. "You stole the show! I had to let him bring you down, I thought you were going to have a seizure. Next time you will know how to ride the wave longer. I had my pleasure, thank you. Terry knows how to make it happen for me. And Stan is right, seeing you enjoy augmented my enjoyment."

Jenny blushed, then asked: "Do we do them now?"

Elizabeth placed an artful finger to her chin. "Let me see. Maybe, if they are very good, we can consider... next week?"

Terry burst out laughing. "You wish! I am about to burst and Stan is in a worse situation, I'm sure."

Elizabeth's joyful laughter resounded. "Do you feel up to it, Jenny? You really had a big one there. If you are ready we can do them a quick one, it is getting late. ...