Chapter 36

Lauren had barely stuffed the plates and cutlery from the evening meal into the dishwasher when the patio door squeaked open. Lauren glanced at the clock in the kitchen, wondering if one of the staff had returned for something. Emma skipped off to answer it, and Lauren was surprised to hear her high-pitched delight and the voice of Felix. As she washed her hand she smiled, hoping that he would perhaps stay for a while.

"Hey, what's cookin'?" he asked, sauntering into the kitchen, followed by Emma who grinned at Lauren over his shoulder. "Hey, you look nice!" he said, admiring her pale yellow summer dress.

Lauren grinned at the unexpected compliment and shot a glance at Emma. "Thanks! Not much, I didn't expect you tonight!" she said, clearly pleased however to see him. She smoothed down her dress so that it clung to her thighs. He sat down at the table, Emma quickly occupying the seat next to him, pulling her knees up against her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs. Lauren had no doubt what was going through her little mind.

"Hey, don't get settled. I was going to make some coffee" suggested Lauren. Her mind though was on the dress, and the feeling she had had earlier that told her to change for dinner and have a rest from the T-Shirt image. The dress was light, pure cotton and she always felt very comfortable in it.

"Great, can we see the news?"

"Yeah, let's take it into my little lounge, is that OK?" asked Lauren, thankful for a maneuver that would get them alone without Emma.

"Course" said Felix. They carried their drinks off to the other end of the house and left Emma alone in the kitchen. In the back of Lauren's mind was a voice suggesting that she was making a bad move, but the thought of continuing her goal of one man, one persuasion outweighed any other concern as her shoes echoed down the cold marble hall.

They settled on the sofa and sipped slowly as the local TV station once again brought bad news. Grain supplies had been halted, bread was not available even a hundred miles to the north of them, and the film clips showed mountains of food rotting in the hot sun because of a lack of delivery vehicles.

More shots showed army trucks and soldiers unloading food and distributing it to the poor and needy. Felix and Lauren laughed together at the implausibility of the scene, hungry people lined up in an orderly fashion, quietly waiting for great packages of supplies, then thanking the soldiers courteously before walking slowly away.

Remarkably, there were interviews with the government candidates, but none with the opposition. Nor was there any mention of the opposition platform, their issues or manifesto. Lauren cuddled closer to him, shielding herself from the onslaught of news that annoyed her sense of fair play.

The lounge itself looked like a battlezone, with old newspapers and books lying over the floor. Lauren noted that two pairs of knickers lay down by the television that had been washed in the bathroom but hadn't quite made it to her drawers. Shoes dotted the floor. Finishing her coffee she rose and gathered the clothing, well aware that each time she crouched down her dress rose over her thighs and revealed her tanned legs. Perhaps that was the reason she had always liked the dress, along with the feeling that it hugged her figure at the waist and breasts yet retained the little schoolgirl freshness as she twirled in it.

Felix put his coffee carefully on the floor by his feet and stretched out his arms towards Lauren, silently beckoning her as he sat on the sofa. She angled her head to one side enquiringly and slowly took the couple of paces across the floor, dumping the collected clothes in a new pile where they would not doubt lie untouched for yet another week.

He smoothed the material over her buttocks and caressed the back of her thighs as his hands felt their way over her legs. She swayed as he pulled her closer, steadying eventually as he kissed just below her navel. Lauren took his head in her hands and murmured appreciation, feeling his lips and hands exploring her body. She clenched the cheeks of her bottom together, stretching in delight at the feeling of his attention.

His hands slipped under the hem of her dress, gliding over the backs of her thighs and delving deliciously between her legs. His thumbs found the elastic of her knickers and he quickly lifted the material to allow his fingers entry and access to her buttocks. Warmth flooded her mind as she felt her arousal growing below. Felix pulled at her, twisting her onto the sofa so that his lips could seek hers. She pulled him closer, closing her eyes as they embraced gently. His insistent hands fluttered over the tight material covering her mound causing her stomach to reciprocate while their kisses became more passionate as his exploration grew bolder. He flicked at her lips with his tongue, pecking at her upper lip before turning his attention slowly to her neck and shoulders.

She knew where he was going and was only too happy to guide his mouth over her breasts, down along her stomach and to feel him nuzzling against her hips. To her surprise and delight he lifted her dress and disappeared underneath the pale fabric, touching her thighs lightly as his warm breath marked his progress towards her damp pussy. His fingers touched so lightly that on occasions she thought she would giggle but her mind would allow no chance of interruption and she parted her legs and slipped down on the sofa to allow him easier access.

His tongue found the elastic of her knickers and tried to push underneath without success. She then felt him push his hands underneath her bottom and start to tug at the material, success coming slowly as he pushed his tongue towards her pussy and swollen labia. Lauren allowed herself a glance between her legs and could only see the movement of her dress accompanied by the rustling of the material and the sound of his breathing. The sensation of being attended to by an unseen force excited her to such an extent that she brought her feet up onto the sofa and lewdly parted her legs, pushing down on her thighs with her hands to ensure he had maximum freedom.

"I'm going to eat you out!" he said, gripping her thighs. Lauren opened her eyes again, surprised by his words and unsure how to respond. She was unused to discussion during love-making and was embarrassed by his commentary. She gripped his head and pulled him closer. He pulled her knickers down slightly more so that he could easily get his tongue inside her hot vagina. "Oh, God, you're so wet, and so warm"

Lauren responded, cautiously, with a heartfelt groan, shifting to his ministrations as she felt his stiff tongue pushing inside her. "Mmm, yes!" she said, wondering what to say.

"Oh, yes, you love that, don't you? Jeeze, you taste wonderful!"

"Oh, Felix, don't stop, please!" she said breathlessly. Her initial inhibitions overcome, the discussion was just one other stimulation affecting her body. Part of her wanted to rip her dress off so that she could be totally naked in front of him, while another restraining force dictated that she enjoy the new sensation of being eaten while fully dressed. While she caressed her thighs lightly with her fingers he slipped a wet finger down from her pussy and circled her anus.

"I'm going to make you come. God, you're so beautiful, so sexy!" The words had a heady sound to them and as he pushed into her anus her cares and reluctance vanished with his finger.

"Oh yes, deeper. Lick my clit, please!" Her heart pounded at her words. She had never spoken in such a way before, not even with Nikki. But her orgasm continued to build as the warm, deep feeling of his finger grew and fed the wash of pleasure that built in the depths of her womb. "Oh Felix, I'm coming!" she shouted. He increased the rate of stroking in her anus and pulled at her clitoris with his lips before pressing hard against it with his tongue, circling and lapping as she shook uncontrollably. Pulling her legs back, she came with a wash of pleasure that made her want to laugh, her anus gripping his finger as she threw her head back against the sofa. He held on, licking and probing as she squirmed and reveled in the release of their loving, her legs snapping shut around his head, trapping him in the softness and warmth of her sex.

"Oh, I can feel you coming on my tongue! Oh, that feels so good!" he mumbled, licking hard along the length of her inner lips, pushing the gusset of her knickers away as best he could. Lauren vanished in the warmth of her orgasm, pushing back hard against the sofa while squeezing her thighs together, sucking the last vestiges of pleasure from her trapped lover. His tongue pushed hard into her sweet sex bringing on a second wave of pleasure that wrapped and rolled over the first, making her anus pulse around his finger as he pushed further into her. She felt the palm of his hand against her buttocks, his thumb teasing at the entrance to her vagina. Slowly, her thighs relaxed their grip and she heard him breath loudly, coming up for air before he drowned in her pleasure.

Lauren reached down, wrapping his head in her dress, guiding him away from her vagina and towards her thigh. His face slid against her, saliva and cum mixing over her silky tanned skin. He nibbled her, darting occasionally back to her labia, flicking at her as he planted delicate kisses. Lauren regained her senses, her heat pounding, leg muscles taut and complaining. She looked down and smiled to herself at the almost comical sight of a pair of trousers and two feet protruding between her thighs and beneath her dress. She recalled a centerfold from a magazine that her brother had 'found', with a girl, dressed similarly, with her shoes on the sofa, her fine, tanned thighs spread. Perhaps that what the shoes were meant to signify, a rush to orgasm with no time for the preliminaries. Lauren recalled thinking how staged that picture had seemed.

Her mind turned back to her man; she realised he was accomplished, aware that it had taken Jim almost two years of trying before he could make her come with his tongue. But this young man seemed to be able to do it to order, adding variety as well into the bargain. He moved his finger, pulling inexorably as it slid from her anus. The sudden sensation of heat glowed again within her, causing her to shudder slightly as he gripped her knickers and tugged. With her legs together they came down only a few inches before he stopped, emerged from between her legs and kissed his way back up to greet her.

"You're so gorgeous!" he said, nibbling her breasts beneath her dress. The urge to rip her clothes off returned but instead she leaned forward and flicked the buttons on his shirt. He shrugged it off and knelt in front of her, presenting a large bulge and a probable damp spot next to the metal zip of his trousers. Lauren wrenched his belt to one side and allowed him to assist as his trousers dropped to the floor. She felt his cock beneath his underpants and confirmed the dampness beneath. Suddenly, with great strength, he gripped her wrists and held them over her head against the back of the sofa. Her breasts pushed hard against the thin fabric of her dress, making the buttons pop as he quickly revealed her white bra. He pushed the material to one side, allowing both breasts to burst out. His free hand went behind her back, pulling her towards him and he sank onto her nipples, licking and nibbling as she once again closed her eyes, wondering if she had any capacity left to orgasm that night. Her arms stretched above her head as he feasted on her, his ardor gaining as his stiffness rubbed against her leg.

"Turn over!" he said, releasing her wrists and pulling at her hip. She obliged, feeling the coarse material of the sofa on her stomach and upper thighs. One hand found her breasts while the other caressed her stomach, exploring down further over her dress and under her knickers to her pubic hair. His cock nestled into the valley of her buttocks, still restrained by his pants but nonetheless hard and demanding. He pulled her further away from the sofa so that her buttocks were free and pushed his knee between her legs, spreading them further apart. "Do you have any oil?" he asked impatiently.