Everything to Nothing (37 page)

At exactly
seven there was a knock at her door and she went to open it. It was
Simon, and Michelle almost gasped at handsome he looked. His shirt
was open at the top, showing his muscular chest and as he smiled at
her and leant towards her to kiss her on a cheek, Michelle received
a waft of his masculine cologne.

Simon, when
Michelle had opened the door, also had almost gasped at how lovely
Michelle looked. She was dressed in a short, blue dress and it
looked like she had applied a light tan to her slim, slender legs.
He noted that she had had her hair cut and the wonders of a push-up
bra gave her a large cleavage that Simon just managed to rip his
eyes from as he leant towards her and kissed her politely and
gentlemanly on her cheek.

She took him by
the hand and led him into the house to the kitchen. ‘You find the
house okay?’

‘Yeah, no
problem. Nice house. Nice area. What do your parents do?’

‘They’re both
singers, opera.’

‘Really?
Cool.’

As they entered
the kitchen Michelle asked Simon, ‘Do you want a drink? I’ve got
some lager, bitter, whiskey, dark rum, Bacardi, vodka, wine
etcetera!’

‘Erm, a glass
of wine please.’

‘They’re
performing tonight in London. They’re usually away most weekends
somewhere in the country, but this is a series of shows so every
weekend for the next couple of months they’ll be in London.’

‘Sounds
good.’

‘Red or white
or rosé?’

‘Erm, white
please.’

Michelle poured
both of them a glass of white, then took him by the hand and led
him into the living room where music was quietly playing and
scented candles were lit and they sat down next to each other on
the settee.

‘I haven’t
cooked anything, because, well, to be honest, I couldn’t be
bothered!’ Simon laughed. ‘So I thought we could order in
something. What do you fancy?’

‘I’m easy. How
about a curry?’

‘Sounds like a
plan. There’s a good takeaway just down the road. The menu is
here.’

Michelle
reached across and got the menu off the coffee table. For the next
few minutes they discussed what to order and then Michelle placed
the order with the takeaway.

While they
waited, they small talked until after about half an hour their food
arrived. Michelle took Simon into the dining room that she had
prepared earlier with some more candles and some romantic music
playing softly in the background. She sat him down and then went
into the kitchen to dish out the food which she then brought back
into the dining room with a bottle of red wine.

Slowly they ate
together, sometimes drinking the wine, sometimes holding hands,
until they had got through the mountain of food and also some
dessert. After this, Michelle suggested they retire back to the
living room. Here she lit the fire and they lay down together on
the settee and cuddled together. It was only a matter of time until
their lips found each other and quickly they were kissing deeply
and passionately.

Straight away
Michelle felt a hard bulge press against her leg and she could not
help herself when she pressed her leg into his crotch to feel his
hardness some more. The feel of his body next to her, his manly
smell and the hardness pressing against her legs made Michelle
short of breath and she felt her intimate parts start to become
wet.

He either
sensed the effect he was having on her or guessed, because his hand
slowly slid up the back of her thigh to the base of her bottom and
then it was gone again, back down her silky smooth thigh to the
back of her knee. His hand lingered here, stoking the back of her
knee, and Michelle involuntarily let out a gasp as she had never
been touched there before in such a sensual manner. For a few more
moments his hand stroked the back of her knee, then it slid up the
back of her thigh and then was gone leaving Michelle feeling quite
breathless.

With a strong
hand he twisted her body round so she was on her back and he
manoeuvred himself down her body until he was at her feet. He
lifted up one of her legs and lightly kissed her foot, nibbling and
gently sucking her toes.

This was all
new territory for Michelle and she was starting to get unbearably
aroused. From her feet, next he started kissing up the inside of
her legs, lifting up each leg so he could kiss and lick her calves.
He did this lightly, without leaving a slobbering mess, further up
her calves until he reached the back of her knees. By now, Michelle
was breathing very heavily, and when she felt his tongue lightly
flick the back of her knee she let out a moan and another moan when
he transferred his attention to her other leg.

Leaving her
legs for a moment, he came back up her body, pressing himself
against her, so he was looking down into her eyes. He kissed her
passionately and then he was gone again, back down her body to her
legs. Gently he wrapped his strong arms around her waist and rolled
her over so she was lying on her front. He returned to the back of
her knees kissing them again and then slowly he pushed up her dress
as he ran his tongue up and down the back of her thighs. He stopped
at the base of her knickers and made his way back up her body and
moved her hair aside to kiss her on the back of her neck.

All this time,
Michelle had been wrestling with what he was doing to her body. She
wanted him to stop, she wanted to take things slowly, but she was
finding it very difficult to stop nature taking its course. When
she felt him slide the zip down on the back of her dress and felt
his tongue slide down the length of her spine she let out another
moan and she realised she was in no position to stop him.

As he reached
the base of her spine his tongue lingered here, circling her lower
back. With one hand he reached for her bra strap and unfastened it,
and then his tongue was back up her spine to her neck. Here he
reached for the shoulder straps of her dress and bra, sliding them
down each arm until all the straps came free of her arms. He left
the bra straps where they had fallen and returned to her dress. He
pulled it up over her bottom and down from her shoulders until it
was wrapped round her waist. Again, he slid his tongue down her
spine and in the same motion started to pull her lacy knickers
down. She helped him by lifting her hips off the settee and with a
couple of shakes of her legs and a kick her knickers were off.
Simon then grabbed her dress and repeated the process and again
Michelle helped him.

Now all that
Michelle was wearing was the bra which was still trapped under
body, but Simon ignored this. Instead, he returned his tongue to
her bottom where he licked and nibbled each cheek, Michelle moaning
underneath him. With another strong arm he turned her round so she
was on her back and he threw her bra away. Now, completely naked,
Simon looked deeply into her eyes then kissed her passionately
while a hand slid up her body and started to gently massage one of
her large breasts.

Groaning and
moaning as she felt his thumbs run across his nipples, Simon’s
mouth left her lips, went to her neck and then to her breasts. At
first he pushed them apart and buried his head in them, kissing and
licking her chest between them. Then his tongue slid up the side of
one of them until it nearly touched a nipple. But instead, his
tongue made circles around her nipple, right round the areola
without ever touching the nipple. He repeated this on the other
breast, and again on the first. After a few moments of this
Michelle started to move her chest trying to coax him into placing
the nipple into his mouth. But he kept on making these little
circles, frustrating Michelle until she grabbed his head and forced
his mouth down onto one of her nipples. Once it was in his mouth,
he sucked and licked it before transferring his attention to her
other one. By now Michelle was writhing underneath him, moaning and
groaning, thinking it would be impossible for her to feel anymore
aroused.

She was wrong.
Quickly he slid down her body again so his mouth was kissing,
licking and nibbling the inside of her thighs. He gently eased her
legs apart, running his tongue up to the top of each leg before
licking her groin muscles. Michelle was close to stopping him. She
had never received oral sex before and she did not think she was
ready for it. Just as she was reaching for his head to pull him
back up she felt his tongue flick the lips of her vagina. She let
out a long moan, and instead of reaching for his head, she pressed
her crotch against his face forcing him to lick her.

At first he
concentrated on her vaginal lips, licking and flicking them with
his tongue. Then, very gently, he eased his tongue into her vagina
causing Michelle to let out the longest, loudest moan of the night
so far. He concentrated his attentions here for a moment or two
before tilting his head up to give Michelle the best sexual
experience of her life so far. His tongue rested for a moment on
her clitoris, and then slowly he licked it causing the whole of
Michelle’s body to involuntarily twitch. He licked the hard nub of
flesh again and Michelle screamed.

Simon jumped
and was going to stop until Michelle forced his head back into her
crotch again so he carried driving her to sexual ecstasy. While he
was paying her clitoris attention, he slowly slid a finger into her
vagina, not too deep, until he found the spongy flesh which
indicated her g-spot. He rested his finger tip on this before
making gentle circular motions with it, pressing and stroking her
g-spot.

Michelle was
now moaning and groaning and occasionally screaming as she felt
pleasure fly through her body that she had never dreamt possible.
The pathetic night that she had shared with her ex-boyfriend had
been nothing like this. As Simon carried on, she knew she was close
to orgasm when everything stopped. She quickly opened her eyes, not
believing that it had stopped and she was just about to berate him
when she felt him push away from her. He stood over her and
stripped, his penis springing to attention as he dropped his
underwear.

This was only
the second penis she had ever seen and she was surprised about how
different it was. It was longer, wider and just bigger than the
other one. Michelle took his hand and pulled him back on top of her
so he was between her legs. He lay lightly on top of her, staring
deeply into her eyes before he was gone again, his body sliding
down her body, and he resumed the oral foreplay. Quickly Michelle’s
body reacted to his touches and again she lay there moaning and
groaning until again she was close to orgasm when he stopped. He
came back up her body, staring into her eyes again, between her
legs, their hips together.

With a slight
movement of her hips Simon found his penis being lined up with her
vagina. Very gently he probed until he found the entrance to her
vagina and even more gently the large head of his penis parted her
wet vaginal lips. Michelle let out a little moan of pleasure and
pain, pain because she had never had anything so large part her
like this.

The lips
enveloped his penis tightly and he slid it into her soft wetness
another half an inch and slowly rotated his hips and then pulled
out of her again. He repeated this three times until Michelle
grabbed his hip and tried to force his penis into her. She wriggled
her hips, desperately trying to coax him into her but he resisted
against her strongly. Instead, he rested and pressed the tip of his
penis against her clitoris and then eased the head into her again
before pulling out again.

‘Please… Please
Simon, please!’ And at her begging he slid into her fully.

The pleasure
coursed through her body as her vagina was filled up with his long,
wide, hard penis and she lifted her hips to force a deeper
penetration. Simon had had sex with a number of women, but nothing
had ever felt like this, nothing had ever been this wet, hot and
tight. He nearly lost control as she lifted her hips but he managed
to control his body. With his first thrust she dropped her hips
back onto the settee and just lay there, focusing on the intense
pleasure that was coursing through her body while he thrusted his
penis quickly and firmly in and out of her.

After a few
minutes, Simon readjusted his body by moving upward along her body.
Almost immediately Michelle noticed the difference. Instead of just
her vagina being stimulated it seemed that his penis was now
pressing against her clitoris. Quickly she wrapped her legs around
his hips and for every one of his thrusts she met it with one of
her own. Simon knew that this position was called the coital
alignment technique and was a guaranteed orgasm for the woman.

The pleasure
and heat grew inexorably from between her legs and spread all round
her body. As the pleasure reached its peak she dug her nails into
his shoulder which he took to mean faster and harder. He upped the
tempo and force of his strokes, and then Michelle let out a scream
and a long, loud moan that went on and on as an orgasm ripped
through her body. Her whole body started to shake, and with the
feeling of her underneath him it tipped him over the edge. Michelle
let out another long moan as she felt his hot fluid pour into her,
his body shaking above her.

As their
breathing subsided they stayed locked together, Simon staring
deeply down into her eyes. He kissed her passionately and then
eased away from her. As he lay next to her he noticed that the
cushion where her hips had lay was soaking wet but he did not
mention it.

Instead, he
took her in his arms, kissed her forehead and ran his fingers
through her hair. They stayed like this, cuddling together, neither
of them speaking, until Michelle told him that she wanted to
shower. He gave her another lingering kiss and then they separated.
‘My room is the door that faces you as you come up the stairs. Come
up when you’re ready.’