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Alice stood at the bottom of the driveway. The river
of white gravel led her eyes into the fading evening
light toward the one thing she detested most, a party.
Why the hell did she agree to come? Why was
she even invited? This was apparently meant to be a
meet and greet for all the new representatives in the council.
She wasn't you, and she wasn't a representative. She was
a librarian. For God's sake. Obviously they've been desperate to
make up the numbers, and to make matters worse, someone
had decided it should be a fancy dress party. What
sort of sick individual decides to have a fancy dress party?
What sort of weird individual agrees to go? Having spent
her lunch break in a fancy dress shop, she had
chosen the one costume that seemed to maintain some dignity
and not make her look too stupid. She looked at
the parrot head on the umbrella firmly in the eyes,
whispering what the fuck am I doing? Adjusting her hat
so the flowers were just off center, she flattened her
long dress, pulled her jacket tight, and then took a
deep breath. Before setting off up the gravel path to
face her personal version of hell. The gentle blossom of
the pussy willow trees lying the path in the sensual
light of the evening sun, they seemed to glow with
a faint hue of pink, as almost as if they
were lit up for the occasion. Eventually reaching the door,
she sighed, before raising the parrot head on the formidable
umbrella and bringing it down heavily against the antique wood.
The echo of the knock sounded far beyond the door.
Alice held the umbrella midstroke as she listened to the
footsteps approaching. Looking again at the parrot's head, she whispered,
you'd better look after me, Beekie. As the door swung open,
Mary Poppins, the man behind the door inquired, yes, Alice
said from the library. The man turned and made some
faint gesture that she should come inside. Dipping her head,
she moved into the house, closing the door behind her.
Suddenly out of the cool evening air. The polyester of
the hired outfit caused a rush of heat along her thighs,
forcing them to tighten as a sensation of a wet
bead of perspiration and drifted down her sensitive skin. With
little other option, she followed the man at the corridor
to a large pair of wooden doors that seemed to
be positively bouncing with the noise beyond them. All Alice's
worse fears were confirmed as he opened the doors. Too
many people, too much noise, too much faux fun. She
was desperate to get back amongst her books again, safe
and quiet, away from all this noise, all these people.
The bar is free, he said, indicating a bar in
the far corner. Feeling obliged, Alice left her guide behind
and made away around the perimeter of the room until
she reached the bar. Leaning over the wet wood, she
shouted as best she could at the bartender that she
wanted a Vodkaren coke. Nodding, the tender returned a few
moments later with a tall glass of what Alice could
only presume was Vodkarn coke and placed it on the
wet bar in front of her. Turning to look at
the throng of people in the room, she decided two things. Firstly,
this really was her version of hell, and secondly, this
was a complete waste of taxpayers money. Hiring a large
old house just to massage the ego of a few representatives.
Grabbing her drink, she took a swift sip of the
alcohol before looking at the parrot once again and deciding
that she could be at the party even if she
was in a different room. Sliding through a door at
the far end of the room, Alice walked slowly down
the darkened corridor, trying various stores, Eventually finding one unlocked.
She slipped inside, relieved to see a spacious room with
absolutely no one else inside, and the walls were lined
with books. Okay, not as many as in her beloved library,
but suddenly she felt a little more at home. A
grand piano sat in the shadows, inviting Alice to sit down.
Her fingers glided over the highly polished dark wood of
the keelid. Many years ago, she had played the piano religiously.
She had attended lessons twice a week. Of course, her
motivation was helped by her piano teacher, also being her
first crush and the man that she would eventually give
her virginity to. Placing her glass on a coat on
the wooden top, she lifted the key lid to expose
the ivory of the keys beneath, and for the first
time in twenty years, Alice pressed the key slowly. The
pure sound of the note echoed around the room, taking
Alice back to her youth. As she closed her eyes,
immersing herself in that beautiful sound, she could feel his
hands over hers again, guiding her fingers in such a
strong yet sensual way. How he taught her to let
her passion flow through her fingers, through the music. Her
fingers caress the keys, the music flowing back through her body,
a passion coming to life that had been dormant for
twenty years, Suddenly burning like a wildfire in her body.
Her fingers danced with determination and need. It had become
impossible for Alice to distinguish between the polyester induced perspiration
and her own damp desire teasing at her in the thighs.
Her feet pumped at the pedals, needing to express this desire,
this need, this want. Her fingers ached with satisfaction as
the music created by her fingertips resonated around the room.
Suddenly there was no party, no representatives. There was just
him and her again and this beautiful music. The warmth
of his breath caressed her neck, fueling her passion, her
thighs tensing as the sensations vibrated through her body, raising
her to a crescendo. As he whispered, could play beautifully,
his voice deep and warm as it caresses Alice's ears,
her neck, her breast, her stomacher. She gasped loudly as
her eyes opened widely, realizing the voice wasn't a memory.
The voice was here, and turning her head, deep blue
eyes held a gaze, a perfectly pink tongue caressing full
smiling lips. I guess you didn't want to be in
the noisy party like me, His voice caressed her as
he spoke, reinforcing the desire that had been sparked to
life by the music. No She whimpered, her eyes tracing
his jewel line, despite being hidden behind a smear of
coal dust. I was outside when I heard you playing
and just had to come in. His hand moved to
indicate the ajar doors. Alice felt a warm blush moving
over her face, dipping her head in the sudden embarrassment
of the intense attention of his gaze, the sudden realization
of how her body was reacting in ways she had
long since forgotten. She could you look a little warm?
Do you fancy taking a stroll in the evening air?
The pussy willow blossom is looking beautiful tonight, he asked.
Alice's embarrassment suddenly fueled by his concern, turning her blush
into a glowing heat all over her body. I guess,
she said, timidly. Standing up, He thrust his elbow out
toward her, cheerfully, saying, I'm Jake from Accounts by the way.
As she stood and looped her arm through his welcoming elbow,
she responded, I'm Merry from library Services. Alice giggled gently
as he grabbed his chimney sweetbrush from behind him and
led her toward the doors of the garden, pausing for
a moment and breathing in the evening air. As they
stepped through the doors, the fragrances of the floral garden
filling her every breath, caressing her senses in a most
sensuous way. In her mind, she could still hear the
music as they walked across the lawn, could still feel
that passion, could still hear his voice although they walked
in silence, Although the perspiration on her thighs stopped she
could still feel the warm heat of her desire burning
between her legs. Walking along an avenue of pussy willow trees,
Jack leaned over and snapped off a branch. You can
still smell the fragrance even in the evening air, he said,
caressing the gentle blossom under her nose. The sensation of
the fragrance and the touch of the flowers sent a
gentle tingle through Alice's body, igniting her passions further, as
if being led on a leash. Alice's head followed the
flower as he caressed them over his lips. Finding his lips,
she whimput as he kissed her gently. His lips felt
so full, so sensuous, as they explored each other's mouths.
Suddenly a wave of passion consumed Alice as her tongues
embraced the kisses, becoming more firm, more passionate, more needy.
Without realizing it, her hands were suddenly all over his chest,
sliding between the buttons of his shirt, popping each one
open as the pent up frustration of twenty years flooded
through her. Turning her she found herself pressed against a tree,
the rough bark rubbing her erect nipples through her jacket,
Jack's erect cock pushing at the soft flesh of her ass.
Alice reached behind her, squeezing his growing cock, stroking it
through the soft material of his pants, and slid down
her skirt, grasping the material and lifting it to expose
her bare thighs to the cool kiss of the evening breeze.
Pushing her ass back against him, she rubbed herself against
his cock, displaying her need her wont His lips furiously
kissed at her neck as his fingers moved her silk
French panties to one side, the icy cold caress of
his fingertips forcing a groan from Alice's lips. Clutching at
the tree, she pushed her ass hard back against him,
inviting him inside his hands roughly rubbing her ass, teasing
her pussy through the soft material of her panties, before
he stepped back, admiring her, stroking her ass with the
pussy willow branch before spanking her with it gently. The
sensation was something quite new to Alice, the soft kiss
of the blossom and the firm stroke of the branch
sending shock waves of pleasure through her body. Alice parted
her thighs, wanting kneading him inside her, teasing her a
little more. He stroked the pussy willow branch across her panties,
along her wet folds, forcing her core to clutch tightly
as the sensations moved through her body. Her pussy trembled
at the caress of the blossom as it brushed over
her clit. Was he only going to torment her? Alice,
wondered as her fingernails grasped at the rough bark, trying
to control her desire. His hand grasped at her ash cheek,
rubbing them roughly, before sliding his fingers along the silk
material of her panties, teasing her lips before exploring her clit,
rubbing it firmly. Suddenly, the sensation of the tip of
his cock was pressing hard against her pussy. Her lips
felt tight as he pushed inside her, stretching around his girth.
His fingers grasped at her ass as he pounded deep
and hard into a pussy, her feminine fragrance mixing beautifully
with the scent of the evening flowers. Her pussy clutched
tard as his stiff cock as his hands moved over
her hips, pulling her back onto him, forcing himself deeper
into her, and then suddenly he pulled down, flipping her around.
He lifted her leg around his waist, leaning back against
the tree for stability. Alice wrapped her other leg around him,
completely supported by the grip around his pelvis, the roughness
of the bark caressing her back as he guided his
cock inside and kneaded pussy, Kissing deeply. There held each
other's gaze as she felt him fill her again, his
fingers digging deep into her ass cheeks. As they shared
their moans, Alice's fingers dragged down his back to his ass,
pulling him harder into her, his body tensing as desire
burned behind his eyes. Her thighs tightened around him, squeezing
hard as her pleasure rose, his body stiffening, tensing as
he pushes harder and harder inside of her, deeper and deeper,
forcing the irruption of pleasure to move through her thighs,
her stomach and pussy tensing in anticipation, and with one
last hard thrust, Alice felt the warm streams of his
cumfilling her pussy as a low growl erupted from his lips,
triggering her own orgasm to spread throughout her body. Needing more,
she unwrapped her legs from around his waist, allowing his
still throbbing cock to drop from her still wanting pussy.
She whispered lay down. Without waiting, Jack lay on the
soft grass, Alice lifted her skirt and satistride his face.
Sliding her hands down his body, she grasped his aching cock,
teasing it with her tongue, circling the tip of him,
before sliding her lips up and down his shaft, grasping
his bulls firmly, determined to suck every last drop of
come from his beautiful cock, his moans turning her on
even more as she lowers her pussy onto his mouth,
her pleasure growing again as his tongue flicks at her clip,
sucking it, biting it as his own com drips from
her pussy. As he sucked his cum out of her pussy,
Alice rode his face, roughly accentuating the wildfire that burns
for her body, his pelvis thrusting up into her mouth
as come continued to pulse from his erection, sucking every
last drop from his cock, Alice's eighes tense tightly around
his head as her second orgasm erupts through her whole body,
her toes curling, her eyes growing louder along his shaft,
before his cock suddenly erupted again, his warm come shooting
down her throat. Slowly, Alice lid her hips off his head, Turning,
she straddled his stomach, holding his gaze as she whimpered,
the sensation still throbbing deep inside a pussy. As she
felt the firm plane of his stomach against her cleat.
Jack moved his lips into an easy smile, his mouth
glistening with their pleasure, smiling back at him as his
hand traced up her arm, caressing her reck nipple, which
sent h another shock wave of pleasure trembling through her body.
As his hand moved slowly up her neck, caressing through
her long hair, before pulling her lips onto ears, sharing
the taste of their pleasure. The warm juice is teasing
along their tongues slow long kisses. As Alice's hand reaches down,
feeling for a still trembling cock, gently stroking it, rubbing
her thumb over the very tip of him. She grins
as he squirms with an overload of sensations. Moaning gently,
she teases his head against her folds, feeling him hard
and again, she slides his growing erection into a pussy,
slowly and gently, riding him as she feels him getting
bigger and bigger, filling her again. Laying along his body,
just enjoying the sensation of her pussy being completely filled
with his hard cock, she kisses him again, sucking the
juices from his lips, sharing their mutual pleasure. After a
long moment, immersed in the waves of pleasure moving between them,
Alice looks deep into his eyes before whispering, did you
fancy a DNSN? As she giggled mischievously, Jack grins back. Well,
Miss Poppins, I'm not sure I can even walk right now,
so I will decline. So I hope you've enjoyed that
little story. I look forward to joining you in bed
all over again so we can get even wilder. You
know you want to, don't you, But until then, and
always with your pleasure in mind, this is Devil and Wild,
wishing you so glacious dreams as you have enjoyed tonight's story,
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