Paul and Victoria heard the both of them, and with the greatest of reluctance, Victoria pulled away from the highly aroused Paul, and suppressing her own desires for the moment, she smiled at him apologetically and shook her head in Ben and Alison's' direction briefly. Paul sighed, closed and opened his eyes, and nodded full of regret and understanding.
"I told him we'd help out if he needed it" he whispered to her "I think he's just nervous."
Victoria nodded "It's a big thing. I remember when we... well, when I watched you and Emily. You were a bag of nerves."
"You're not kidding" he said "I was terrified actually. I just didn't want to make a complete fool of myself. I thought... well let's just say I thought it might put you off and we'd never be able to do it again."
"All changed now though, eh? Lover boy" she said giving him a quick kiss before turning away towards Ben and Alison. Seeing Alison growing frustrated, battling to get access to Ben's nether regions, and Ben pale and petrified, she turned back to Paul again "Slow and gentle? Or quick and brutal?" she asked in a whisper.
Paul looked over at Alison and Ben and pondered briefly "Slow and gentle" he replied "I think it'll be easier on them."
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Victoria leaned down and took Ben's hand and started pulling him up "Come on, tiger" she said affectionately. Ben resisted, growing ever more frightened the closer he came to the moment when he'd be forced to act.
"No, in a bit, I'll do it in a bit" he said with a quavering voice.
"No time like the present" she said, and heaved him out of the chair. Paul slid in behind Ben, taking his place beside Alison; he gave her a quick kiss and winked at her. Alison radiated an over-excited smile at him.
"Come on, sweetheart, let's have a quick chat" Victoria said, pulling Ben over to her chair. He dragged a little, like a naughty boy being taken off by his mother for a spanking; full of reluctance but not wanting to provoke her further.
Victoria sat, but instead of pulling him into the chair beside her, she pulled him into her lap. She wrapped her arms around him and cuddled him. "Now what's all this silliness about? You were all excited about it earlier on" she said.
Ben buried his head in her breasts to hide his embarrassment. He didn't say anything. "Listen, I know it's all a bit scary, your first time and everything, but it's going to be fine, I promise. We'll help you, and you'll be ever so glad when you've done it. Honestly, it'll be the best thing ever, and once you've done it the first time it'll be easy after that, and you'll be able to have fun with it forevermore" she said softly.
Ben felt completely foolish, like a big baby, but still he couldn't bring himself to speak or move. His face burned.
"And..." said Victoria gently, giving him a squeeze "After you've finished with Alison, I'm going to be next in the queue." That did stir him. He looked up at her quickly, enjoying the warm softness of her breasts, and she smiled down at him fondly. He looked away again, dropping his head and nuzzling her breasts.
"So, let's get started shall we?" she said "Let's get these clothes off." She reached down and started pulling his t-shirt up his tummy "Lift your arms darling" she said with a gentle firmness.
"I need a wee" said Ben quickly.
"No you don't" said Victoria sceptically.
"No, I do" said Ben beginning to panic "I really do, before we start"
"Well, let's get you undressed first, and then you can have a wee" countered Victoria.
"No I need to go now" he whined, injecting as much urgency into his voice as he could.
Victoria stopped trying to wrestle his t-shirt up "Shall I let you into a secret?" said Victoria. Feeling trapped, Ben didn't answer. "Ever since I first saw you I've been dying to put you over my lap and smack your beautiful bare bottom" she confided. Ben went very still, and his complexion turned strawberry. "I'm only telling you that so you'll know I'm looking for the slightest of excuses" she finished.
Slowly, Ben raised his arms, and Victoria pulled off his shirt, slightly disappointedly. She was exaggerating a little, but she was a very patient girl, and she knew that the time would come soon enough. Once his shirt was discarded she swung his legs round and started to undo the laces on his shoes. She looked down at him and thought he could only look cuter if he was sucking his thumb.
Paul had given Alison a hug, and she'd reached up to kiss him. "You all ready then?" he asked quietly. Alison nodded enthusiastically "I am a bit nervous though" she confessed. "Of course you are" said Paul "That's only natural your first time."
Paul started to pull Alison's shirt up out of her skirt, and she giggled as it tickled her. He smiled at her, and felt an overwhelming desire to just grab Victoria, throw her on the floor, rip her clothes off, and shag her senseless. Well, have her shag him senseless actually. But he controlled himself, knowing that the moment would come, and they were needed right now.
He slipped Alison's shirt off over her head and smiled at her again as her face reappeared. She looked ecstatic as he undid her bra, but as he removed it, exposing her beautiful small breasts, her face clouded slightly.
"Do you think Ben wants to?" she asked.
"Of course he does, he's just a bit nervous, that's all" said Paul, not being able to resist stroking his hand across her chest appreciatively, while at the same time casting his mind forward to when it would be Victoria's magnificent breasts he'd be stroking.
"But what if he's changed his mind? What if he's gone off me?" she said, looking sad and worried, but enjoying Paul's attention nonetheless.
"Don't be silly, he hasn't" said Paul bending to pull off her shoes and socks. "What you have to realise is that this is actually a lot scarier for the boy than it is for the girl."
"Why?" she asked puzzled.
"Well, the first time anyway" he said, as he popped the side of her skirt open "You see, all the responsibility falls on the boy. Or at least that's how it feels to the boy. The girl can just lie there looking all cute and embarrassed. Just like you..." he said emphasising this by wiggling his finger in her belly button. Alison curled up and giggled uninhibitedly, giving Paul the opportunity to slip her skirt off down her legs. "He feels he's got to perform, take the lead, you know... be all manly. And if he doesn't know what to do, or messes it up, he's the one who's going to feel like a failure" said Paul, tickling a hand up her leg.
"I bet I will as well" said Alison fidgeting "I mean I'm worried I won't be any good and he won't like me and want to do it again" she said.
"I know, but that's different" said Paul, as he peeled her knickers down. Alison lifted her bottom helpfully as Paul continued "It's just that it's less... active in a way. You might be worrying about it, but on the whole, your first time anyway, you're just kind of lying there, you aren't having to try to figure out what to do next, or whether it's time to stop doing this and start doing that. So Ben's got all the same worries you've got, plus all the responsibility as well."
Dropping her knickers on the floor, he looked up at her naked body spread before him like a delectable buffet and he grinned.
"So do you think he'll like me then?" Alison asked.
"How could he not? You're absolutely gorgeous, and any boy would love you" he said, giving her a kiss again. Alison wrapped her arms around him, kissing him enthusiastically. "What do you think he'll like best?" she asked.
"Now you're just fishing for compliments" said Paul, and he tickled down her tummy onto her vulva, his fingers wiggling lightly on her bare skin. Alison shrieked and collapsed into a fit of giggles.
Victoria, dropping the last of Ben's socks on the floor looked up. She caught Paul's eye and kissed the air, smiling at him and giving him a wink. Paul stuck his tongue out and waggled it soundlessly from side to side. Victoria almost blushed, and dropped her eyes back down to Ben who still nestled vulnerably in her lap. She brought her hands to the top of his trousers and began to undo them.
"I still need a wee" he said urgently.
"When you're undressed sweety" she said.
"Better I go now though" he said bringing his hands down protectively.
"Darling your trousers are going to have to come off for your spanking anyway" said Victoria, trying to sound like a disappointed and reluctant parent.
"What spanking?" Ben spluttered fearfully.
"The one you're going to get if you don't get your hands out of my way and let me get you undressed" she replied. With a speed that did not reflect his enthusiasm, Ben pulled his hands away and wrapped them round Victoria's shoulders, clinging to her like a small child. He buried his head again.
Victoria pulled open Ben's trousers, but had difficulty pushing them off "Lift your bum sweety" she said. Ben's bum remained firmly planted. "Now where did my brave little tiger go?" she asked softly, and taking a leaf out of Paul's book she tickled his tummy, sliding her hand down closer and closer to his boxers shorts. "Maybe he's down here, shall we see?" she said as she did so. Ben squealed with unexpected delight, and lifted his bottom. Victoria stopped her tickling and manoeuvred Ben's trousers over his bottom and the pulled at them from below the knee. Once she'd got them off Ben curled his legs up into her lap protectively.
Ben knew it was inevitable. He knew he lacked the power to persuade Victoria not to remove his last vestige of modesty, but he clung to the hope that somehow he could avoid his naked fate. Victoria had quite other ideas though and she started to pull his pants down. Curled up and clinging on, head buried ostrich like in Victoria's breasts, he felt them descending. Victoria struggled a little at the knees because of the way his legs were bent. "Straighten your legs darling" she said. And when he didn't respond she whispered in his ear "Last chance before I get my wish". Ben's legs straightened slowly, and Victoria pulled his boxer shorts the rest of the way off. Putting a firm arm around his chest she pulled him up her body slightly, and turned him so he was sat square on facing away from her. His unerect penis hung, testament to his anxiety.
"All right then, you'll have to go outside and find a tree, don't pee up against the building or anywhere too close, alright?" she said.
"Can't I go in here?" he asked.
"We haven't got a toilet unfortunately" she said.
"What do you do then?" he asked shocked.
"Use a bush" she replied "But usually we just avoid the need"
"Can't I use the bath or the mug or something?" Ben asked.
"No you can't, that's for when there's no alternative. When there is we do it outside, it's more hygienic. Now come on, you're keeping Alison waiting" said Victoria an impatient edge to her voice, and she gave Ben an encouraging shove. Instead of standing up, he just let himself fall back into Victoria's lap. "No, I'm alright now" he said.
"I thought you were desperate to go" she said.
"I was, kind of, but I feel okay now." He said.
"Meaning either you were telling fibs, or you can't face taking your ever so cute naked body out into the big outdoors" she countered.
"No, it's not that, I think it was just nerves" he whined.
"So are you ready now?" she asked.
"In a bit. I'll be ready in a bit, just let me think about, it and... you know, get myself ready" he said filling with panic again.
"Well I think I can help with that" she said, sliding a hand down his tummy towards his groin. Ben giggled and shrieked, trying to turn aside, away from her touch, but she held him firmly. Her hand came down to his penis and she rubbed it expertly. As soon as he felt her touch him there his body became taught, and he let out a little 'oooh'. Victoria bent to kiss him, and her skilful hand, stroking and tickling around his groin, massaging his scrotum and penis, soon brought him to full measure. Ben squirmed, full of conflicting feelings of embarrassment and pleasure. He was only too aware of how exposed he was; how much on display and he knew that if Paul or Alison looked over they'd be able to see his boyhood, fully sprouted in Victoria's clutch.
"I think we're ready" Victoria called across to Paul. Paul nodded, gave Alison a last kiss, and stood, pulling Alison to her feet with him.
Victoria stood up with a little more difficulty, causing Ben to rise from her lap at the same time. She took hold of his arms and swung him round to face Alison, who was stood unaided and gazing adoringly at Ben's beautiful naked body. Ben looked up and saw Alison's lustful expression, and at the same time he saw her captivating pussy already beginning to open before his eyes. His gaze finally rested on her firm young breasts. His mouth dropped open, his eyes bulged, and so did his already eager boyhood.
"A face you could fry eggs on" said Paul.
"Okay you two, you just play for a little while. No pressure, but don't try to have sex just yet. Don't let Ben have an orgasm either" said Victoria "Just take it nice and slow. We'll keep an eye on you and let you know when we think you're ready."
Alison didn't wait for further instructions, she leapt on Ben, wrapping him up and kissing him furiously. Ben staggered back a little, and felt his penis squash against her. Completely disregarding what Paul had said about boys taking the lead, she pulled him to the floor, and before Ben had a chance to do anything, she seized his willy in her hand and began teasing it gently. Ben took a sharp breath and groaned loudly. He returned her kiss, and parting from her only slightly, slid a hand to her breasts, and another to her luscious pussy. This afternoon's lesson came back to him readily and he soon had Alison squirming with delight in time to his own erotic writhings.
His embarrassment and nervousness were not gone, but for the moment they were submerged under waves of lustful anticipation, urgent animal needs, and sensual pleasure. Alison's nerves had fled completely and she was overwhelmed with a longing for Ben to be inside of her. She revelled in the joyous feeling of his hard yet soft willy in her grasp, and as she rolled her hand around it; massaged it; pumped it just a little, she decided that it was the best thing ever. Her reverie was interrupted though, as she felt her breasts quiver under Ben's touch, and when he slid a hand between her legs, it was this that became her new best thing ever, taking her reverie to new heights.
Victoria joined Paul and sat with him. "Did you manage to get some condoms for Ben?" she asked Paul. "I got the smallest I could" he said "But, they're probably not small enough." He handed the packet to Victoria who put it in a pocket in her skirt. "Where did you get them from?" she asked. "Youth club" he said "Or rather, a friend at the youth club. Popped in on my way back from seeing Wendy." She smiled at him and stroked his cheek fondly "You're talking about Wendy a lot these days, is she your new girlfriend?" asked Victoria teasing him. "Only because you keep asking" he said "And no, she isn't. She's alright, but she isn't a patch on you or Emily" he said defensively. She studied him for a little while, then, satisfied she turned her attention back to Ben and Alison, watching them with each other for a little while.
"Do you remember when we used to be like that?" she asked wistfully.
"We still are aren't we?" he asked.
"No, I mean full of youthful innocence, and barely understood longings. Look at them, the passion!" she said.
Paul glanced at them briefly, "We've still got that" he said. "I'll show you if you like" he said raising a hand to her breast.
She brushed it aside gently "No. We have to keep an eye on these two, and besides, I don't want to distract them."
"I wasn't planning on distracting them" said Paul.
"But, if we get undressed and start at it, Ben's going to be staring at me, and probably you too, and Alison's going to be staring at you, and probably me as well" said Victoria "Let them just focus on each other for the moment."
Paul sighed and gave Victoria a look of sheer wanton desire "You're right" he said.
"Of course I am, I'm always right" she said with a grin "I should have thought you'd have known that by now?"
Paul nearly melted with the love he felt for this divinely beautiful girl, and he leaned forward and kissed her. He'd have eaten a pot-noodle if she'd asked him to.
Victoria nearly surrendered to him, gazing into those dreamy romantic brown eyes, sparkling with desire beneath his hopeless mop of hair, but she resisted, just. "Stop" she said putting a hand on his chest and pushing him away gently. "I'm already highly aroused and on the verge of ignoring the rest of the world and just taking you, so don't you go making it any worse" she said stabbing her finger into his chest to underline her last few words.
Paul stopped kissing her instantly. It was an agreement they'd made before that first time they'd made love. If any of them, for any reason, felt uncomfortable and wanted to stop they only had to say, and they would stop. It had meant a few frustrating false starts, but it had also meant that they had grown to trust each other; knowing that whatever happened; whatever they might have experimented with, they were safe, and could put an end to it at any time. This wasn't a privilege they had extended to the young ones yet, their attitude to them wasn't that they didn't deserve the same consideration, but that their role was that of mentors, to teach and guide them, to bring them to a place where they would feel comfortable with their sexuality, and sometimes that meant encouraging them, and sometimes even pushing them beyond their comfort levels.
Paul groaned in frustration, he too was on the verge of sexual mania even though he'd already orgasmed three times today. But that's what Victoria did to him. She drove him wild. He couldn't understand how she could cope. As far as he knew, she hadn't had a single orgasm all day, although he suspected that she might have done in the bath at home. It wasn't that he spied on her, much as he would have liked to, it was just that they talked, openly and honestly with each other. They had few secrets.
"It won't be long now" she said "Let's just be patient."
"Easy for a girl to say" he said, just to tease her. He knew it wasn't true. He knew full well that a girl's sex drive was just as powerful as a boy's. Girls were just somehow more disciplined than boys; better able to control themselves.
"Let's get these two sorted out, I think they're probably ready now" she said, and then she grinned at him lasciviously "Then I can ravish you, Paul Turner, until your bollocks drop off." She got up quickly before he could grab her or press himself on her again. She knew she wouldn't be able to withstand another advance; she knew her limits. Paul was briefly stunned and he nearly came right there in his pants at Victoria's words. She didn't speak to him like that very often, but when she did...
His excitement was visible when he followed her to his feet.
Ben and Alison were lost in each other; the world outside of their two small bodies had simply ceased to exist. They groped and fondled and kissed with different degrees of expertise, and it was only Alison's extensive experience of boys that kept Ben from ejaculating prematurely. But even when she released her grip on him, to allow his mounting fever subside, he thrust his willy at her, rubbing it against her body.
"Alright then tiger, all ready for the big hunt?" asked Victoria. Ben was far too engrossed to hear her, and she had to bend down, put a hand on his tummy and shoulder and pull him physically from Alison. Even this approach would have failed if Alison's keener senses hadn't alerted her to Victoria's presence, and she hadn't withdrawn from Ben slightly, pushing him gently away from her.
"What?" whined Ben, feeling like the cat had got his cream. Which of course she hadn't yet. Paul knelt at Alison's side, and gave her a quick kiss, before sliding a hand between her legs. She squirmed and gasped, and he gently inserted a finger, and then two, inside her wet pussy. He nodded to Victoria "She's ready" he said.
"What are you doing?" asked Alison, surprised at Paul's intrusion.
"Sorry darling" he said "This is going to be your first time, you know, with a boy inside you. It might be uncomfortable, even painful. So I'm just checking that you're ready. It'll be a lot easier if you're all excited and wet" he said.
"That's going to make me a pushover then" said Victoria, as she peered down at Ben's over excited oaken penis.
"I think you could fry an egg on this thing now" she said, as she retrieved the condom from her pocket and extracted it from its packet. She rolled it gently down over Ben's penis and he bucked slightly at the contact. "You have to be careful to make sure this doesn't come off. If it does - stop immediately and we'll sort it out okay?" she said seeing how loose a fit it was. Ben nodded shyly
"On your back then" Paul said to Alison, and she rolled, panting expectantly, and trembling in anticipation. "Is it going to be good then?" she asked, feeling just a little apprehensive again. "It's going to be divine" said Victoria. Alison grinned excitedly.
Ben's face appealed to Victoria for desperately needed relief, and for guidance on how to achieve it. His desperate expression of longing provoked a pity in Victoria that no victim's suffering ever could. "Like this darling" she said affectionately as he put her hands on his hips and drew him round to Alison's front.
"Spread your legs, Alison" said Paul, gently tugging at her calves, and she opened up to him invitingly. Victoria continued to position Ben carefully until he stopped in trepidation, gazing down at his destination and the beauty of it. "Come on" said Victoria tapping him lightly on the bottom "You need to gently push your willy in there" she said pointing a finger down at the already dilated entrance to Alison's vagina. "Be careful, but once you're in stay there and I'll guide you further."
Ben lowered himself slowly, shaking with anticipation. This was it; he was going in, and afraid as he was of the whole process; the awesome responsibility; the opportunity of crushing failure; he couldn't stop himself now if he wanted to. He felt resistance and pushed a little harder "Ow!" said Alison, but he'd already felt the pain himself; he'd missed. He tried again feeling his cheeks redden again; he was already mucking it up. The fire was already burning inside him, and he knew he wasn't far from an inferno. He wanted to get on with quickly, before it was too late. He met resistance again, and his frustration and shame boiled up. He was useless; he knew it; unable to complete even this task which Victoria had said would be easy.
"Hold on, let me give you a hand" said Victoria quickly and sympathetically, seeing his distress. She tucked a hand under Ben's tummy and slid it carefully down. She located Alison's eager welcome with a finger, and then took hold of Ben's unyielding girder, tugging gently to marry the two together.
It was too much. Ben boiled over, spurting his seed into the rubber jacket as soon as he felt Victoria's hand enclose him. He yelped, at first with ecstatic pleasure, but as that washed away he let out a howl of anguish, as he was hit by the full force of his frustrating and humiliating failure.
"Is that it?" asked Alison, looking up disappointedly. Paul bent to tend to her, but Victoria had seen Ben's face transform from shocked rapture to anguished desolation. She could see he was about to burst into tears, as his mouth curled down, his lower lip trembled, and his eyes welled up with tears. She grabbed his head with both hands, and planted rapid kisses on his face, talking to him in a soft staccato. "It's alright, it's alright, don't worry, it's normal." Victoria could see no change in him, and she was afraid that they'd lost him to a deep internal misery, where he grieved for his self respect and dignity. She threw her arms around his shoulders and hugged him to her. "Oh darling, it's alright, really" she said, as tears started welling up in her own eyes.
Paul was assuring Alison that that was not it; that Ben had just gone off half-cock, and they hadn't actually done it yet. She was disappointed, hungry for it, and she knew for a certainty that there was going to be a big delay, and maybe even a cancelation altogether. Paul kissed her affectionately and assured her that if Ben couldn't, or didn't want to, he'd initiate her into the art of love making himself. That calmed her, and Paul stroked her hair. Still kissing her, and stroking her breasts, he brought a hand down between her legs, and kept her warm for Ben.
Looking up, he saw Victoria holding Ben, she'd put her arms around him and was talking to him urgently. He saw a tear roll down her cheek, then another. He'd never seen Victoria cry - ever. He wanted to take hold of her and comfort her and make her all better, but he was empathic enough to know that this was not the time to intrude. He felt strangely left out and he welled up too, partly for himself, but mostly for Victoria.
"Why are you crying?" Alison asked Paul, he shook his head and smiled at her sadly "Sometimes you just have to" he said.
Victoria sat cross legged on the floor. She pulled Ben towards her; wrapped her arms around him protectively; hugged him and rocked back and forth, stroking his hair and crying gently. "Ben, talk to me darling" she kept saying, "It's alright, it's nothing to worry about, it happens all the time, it's not your fault" over and over again.
Ben struggled with his feelings of inadequacy; his sense of failure as a man; his shame at being unable to perform; his despair at having let Alison down, and his disappointment at having missed his chance, but mixed in with that, and growing stronger, was his confusion at Victoria's distress, and the depth of it. It took a little while, but it was this feeling that eventually predominated, and he felt bound to confront it.
"I'm alright" he said weakly. He coughed when Victoria nearly squeezed the life out of him. She smothered his head with kisses and shook him from side to side. "Oh Ben, darling, it's okay, don't worry sweetheart."
"Okay" he said "I won't" hoping to be forceful enough to stop her juddering his bones.
Victoria did calm down. She held him still for a moment; wiped the tears from her eyes, and experimented with a smile. "Alright sweety, we can try again" she said "If you want to. If you don't that's alright, there's no pressure okay?"
Ben wasn't sure. He didn't want to appear a complete fool again; that would be just too much to bear, but he knew he'd feel a lot better if he did it and it was over with. If at the end of the evening he could go away having achieved something so awesome. And on top of that he felt he let Victoria down, and Alison, and he didn't want to do either of those things. He wasn't sure where the courage came from, but he lifted his head determinedly and said "No, I want to, and I'm going to, only this time I'm not going to mess it up."
"I knew you were brave, I said it all along, didn't I Paul?" she said looking over at Paul. Paul had wiped his own tears away by now, but seeing Victoria recovered he felt like weeping anew. "You did" he said a little too brightly "You did say that."
"I knew you had it in you, and I'm never wrong. Am I Paul?" she said.
"Never yet" he replied.
"You're going to be a little stud, once you've got the hang of it there'll be no stopping you. You wait, you'll see, my little tiger. Come on, give me a roar" she demanded.
Feeling embarrassed and foolish he let out a small squeaky roar. "There you go" she said "My little tiger."
She went quiet again for a little while, and Paul looked over at her concernedly. Ben tensed, preparing himself to be shaken like a dog with a bone.
"Are you sure darling?" she asked quietly "You don't have to do it just to please me."
"No I want to" said Ben "I mean... I do want to please you, but I want to do it anyway" he said levelly.
Victoria swelled with pride while not understanding why, and she kissed him on the top of the head again "Good boy" she said "I'm proud of you, you know that, really proud of you."
She squeezed him tight, causing him to cough again, gave him one last kiss on the head, and then lay back dragging Ben on top of her. This opened up the whole of the front of Ben's body again, and he blushed slightly at the re-exposure. "Let's get you warmed up again then shall we?" she said as she brought a tender hand down to his flaccid penis.
Paul, following Victoria's lead, intensified his efforts with Alison, to bring her back to that plateau of preparedness, where she would be ready for Ben's entry.
Victoria had Ben's head turned and she was kissing him as she stroked a lazy hand across his tummy and chest, while a more industrious hand worked quick magic on Ben's young wand. When Ben began moaning and panting, and was beginning to squirm, she judged him ready, and sat up again, bringing Ben swiftly round to Alison.
"Just kiss and fondle her or a little bit" she whispered to him. But Ben had difficulty breaking away from Victoria, he just wanted to melt into her and stay there. She gave him an encouraging smack on the bottom and disentangled herself, leaving Ben facing Alison's body spread out before him. Paul backed away, leaving Alison to search for companionship elsewhere, and she reached up to Ben, pulling him down on top of her. She kissed him greedily, stroking all the way down his back to his bottom. She kneaded his buttocks and pushed her now sopping groin into his, rubbing her sex up and down him voraciously.
Ben responded, his lips crushed hers, they parted and his tongue swirled round Alison's mouth. One hand clamped a breast, compressing and relaxing it, and he stroked her long blond hair with the other. When Ben felt Alison press herself up at him urgently, and he felt her moistness sliding up and down the shaft of his penis, he tried to focus on controlling himself, on holding it in this time. Alison's gaping labia slid around his shaft, and her clitoris nuzzled his glans. Simultaneous whimpers of elation erupted from them, and both Victoria and Paul knew they'd need to intervene fast, or it would be too late.
Pulling Ben back a little, she quickly robed his penis again in rubber, whispering to him "Now darling, now" and taking his shaft carefully near the base, away from the glans, she guided him to the gates of paradise. Ben's thrust was entirely instinctive, and he felt himself slide inside Alison. It was warm, wet, and it almost sucked him in. He nearly ejaculated immediately, but he still had an iron grip on himself, doggedly holding back.
Alison yelled out loud, and Paul was worried that this was caused by the pain of Ben's entry, but her expression and the quality of the yell weren't of pain, but of exultation. Ben's entry had taken Alison completely by surprise and she was stunned. Not by the fact of it, but by the feel. She had been a jigsaw puzzle with a piece missing, and now that piece had been inserted, completing her. She had never even suspected it was missing, had never truly yearned for it, not this, this was something she had never dreamed of. But he was there, filling her; she was finished.
"Just move slowly back and forth" said Victoria quietly, encouragingly, and she put a firm hand on his bottom to give his a sense of rhythm "Don't come too far back or you'll fall out and have to go in again."
Ben did as he was told, his weight supported by his arms, thrusting gently and slowly in a way that seemed entirely natural and instinctive. Victoria kept a tight hold of his bottom, pushing at it when she though he might be retreating far enough to withdraw completely.
Paul bent to Alison and whispered "Use your muscles, don't forget to squeeze a little." She responded with the faintest of nods through her ragged gasps. Ben's coming and going, filling and unfilling her was driving Alison wild and she didn't think she'd be able to stand it for much longer. She moaned and panted loudly, licking her kips and wishing he'd kiss her.
Ben was in raptures of his own. He'd never imagined a place such as this existed, let alone a place for his willy to inhabit. The warmth and moistness of it, the friction on his glans and shaft were unlike anything his willy had experienced before, in its admittedly short active life. When Alison contracted her pubococcygeus muscles, Ben felt his penis being squeezed gently and his arousal heightened further. Feeling a little weak he let his elbows relax, and lowered himself onto Alison, being careful not to lose his rhythm or withdraw.
Victoria took this as a sign of proactivity on Ben's part and couldn't help but feel proud again. She stroked his bottom approvingly while trying to ensure he remained engaged.
Alison leaned up to meet him, her lips searching for him hungrily. Their mouths reunited in fiery passion and they sucked and churned exploratively with their tongues. Alison brought a hand round on Ben's bottom and briefly stroked Victoria's hand before finding her own spot and squeezing and caressing encouragingly. Her other hand came to his face, stroking cheek, ear, and hair.
Ben's right hand cupped Alison's left breast, manipulating it enthusiastically and inexpertly, while his other massaged her scalp though her hair. Despite this firework display of sensations, distractions, and erotic joys, Alison managed to synchronise her muscle contractions with Ben's thrusts, increasing the pleasure for both of them significantly.
Ben knew he couldn't control himself anymore. He felt the pressure building, and knew he was powerless to stop his boiler blowing. A flicker of fear and guilt swept through him as he wondered if it was too soon yet, but it passed. He just didn't care anymore.
Alison was in the same race as her body responded with the same orgasmic impulse. She didn't concern herself with the timing, she just panted harder, squeezed Ben's bottom harder, and kissed him more passionately as she felt herself approach that ultimate peak.
Alison came first, and her orgasm caused her pubococcygeus muscles to contract violently. This sudden iron grip on Ben's thrusting penis took him over the edge too, and he squirted explosively, over and over again until he felt he was going turn himself inside out.
Neither of them heard the ecstatic shrieks they emitted as they were swept away by the force of their elation. Ben collapsed onto Alison, sweating, but neither of them was really present in the physical. They had departed for a spiritual realm where they intertwined and their souls united and became one, if only for the briefest of moments.
Ben recovered himself first, rolling gently off Alison, breathing heavily. Victoria was going to pounce on him, hug him tight and tell him how proud she was of him while smothering him with kisses, but she saw Paul's warning look, shaking his head, telling her that this was a moment they should keep for themselves. Victoria was briefly resentful, but sat back on her haunches and waited, knowing Paul was right. She wiped another tear from her eye.
Alison came back slowly, her chest heaving up and down, and her breathing still ragged. She'd rolled onto her side, and when she opened her beautiful blue eyes she was staring straight into Ben's equally radiant hazel ones. Her smile was the sweetest Ben had ever seen, and he melted before it, and let out a purr. She lifted a hand to his bicep and stroked him silently, and he caressed the side of her face. Alison studied his expression for clues to whether he'd liked it, liked her, but just saw mild apprehension growing.
"You were amazing" she said, fighting the urge to cry.
The concern dropped from Ben's face like a dead crow and behind it was an adoring serenity. He realised all of a sudden: that he'd done it. His face broke, and he couldn't stop himself grinning like an end of school party. He was saturated with relief, with pride, with joy. He shuffled quickly, put an arm around Alison and kissed her. They locked themselves together with gentle caresses, and tender kisses.
Paul signalled to Victoria that they should leave them to it, and Victoria nodded disappointedly. She'd wanted to congratulate them both, especially Ben for some reason she couldn't fathom, and she wanted to reassure herself that they were both alright, that they had both enjoyed it. She knew the answers to her questions were staring her in the face, but she needed the affirmation.
Paul sat in the chair, and worried about Victoria's strange behaviour. When she joined him she didn't put her arms round him like normal, so he put his around her.
Continued in Chapter Twenty