Chapter 26: Wednesday Morning 3AM

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Valerie lives at 28.

You can read all of Valerie's stories here

Last Tuesday I was walking back from the Red Lion Pub. I walked past Valerie's house. I looked up at her window. The curtains were open and I could see Valerie, naked.

She was writhing and cavorting. I guess she was dancing for her husband. I watched for a little while.

Valerie is 50 years old although you wouldn't believe it from these drawings. She has an unbelievable body, utterly unbelievable. At the age of 41 I am still able to have an older woman fantasy. She keeps promising me that one day she'll fuck me. I don't know that she ever will.

I watched for a while and let my dick get hard.

I walked home and went to bed. I fell asleep and dreamed of Valerie's perfect tits.

At one in the morning the phone rang. It was Valerie.

"I'm naked in bed," she said. "I can't sleep."

"How can I help?" I asked.

"Can you remind me of all the ways I have let you come on me?"

"Well," I replied, "First of all you made me jerk off over your clean white blouse, then you wanted me to wank over your butt crack, then you wanted my cum all over your crotch and shaved cunt, and then lastly, you made me bust my load over your tits in broad daylight, outside my house. "

"So you've never left your spunk on my face?" Valerie asked.

"No, never."

"You've never seen your semen running down my cheek?"

"You know I haven't."

"You've never plastered my eyes shut with your thick, gloopy cream."

"Stop it."

"When was the last time you busted your nut?" Valerie asked.

"I have about a day and a half's worth of baby batter in my nut sack, why?"

"I have an idea," said Valerie. "It's the best idea I've ever had. My husband is asleep beside me. In an hour I'm bound to fall asleep. I want you to come over. I'll leave the front door unlocked. Walk up to our bedroom and come in. Stand next to my side of the bed and jerk yourself off until you shoot your load over my pretty sleeping face. Hopefully you won't wake me up. I want to wake up in the morning with your jizz drying on my lips and cheek. It will be the perfect present for my husband."

Valerie's husband, Derek, loved this shit. I think. I hope.

"You're insane," I said and put the phone down.

I had no intention of doing as Valerie said. I was starting to get tired of being her sex toy, always at her beck and call. Never getting to fuck her properly.

Who was I kidding?! I loved being at her beck and call. She could do what she wanted to me.

I tried to get to sleep and forget about her.

Would you be able to sleep in these circumstances?

I lay there, staring at the ceiling. 2am came and went.

I wasn't going to do it. Another hour passed.

At 3am I got up. Put my jeans and shirt on and went outside. I walked down to Valerie's house and up to the door.

She hadn't lied. The door was ajar. I push it open and walked inside.

My heart pounded with fear. This was the craziest shit I'd ever done. Were Valerie and her husband laughing at me? It was over two hours since she phoned. She must be asleep by now.

I carefully crept upstairs. I walked to Valerie and Derek's bedroom and opened the door.

I was rigid with fear but somehow my dick was getting harder. I was becoming erect.

The bedroom was dark but a little moonlight still came in from the open window.

I could make out two shapes on the bed. As my eyes adjusted I could just about see Valerie and her husband. Valerie was on top of the sheets and hugging her pillow.

She was completely naked.

I walked forward and stared at her. Derek was just a few inches away from her with his back turned.

This must have been something they both planned. He must have known about this. No Wife would ask another man to come into her bedroom and come on her face whilst her husband slept beside her. Would she?

What kind of filthy, slutty wife would even imagine something like that?

I wondered if they were both awake. I wondered if they were pretending to be asleep but it had been a long while since Valerie had phoned. She was breathing softly and slowly. Her husband snored a little.

I undid my jeans. I pulled out my thick, long, dick.

I was hard and erect.

I wanked myself softly in the dark.

I stared at Valerie's long white legs. I stared at her beautiful, smooth arse. I looked at her sweet, red, cock sucking lips.

I walked around to her side of her bed. A floorboard creaked and I froze. Valerie stirred in her sleep and rolled on to her back.

Her beautiful tits were exposed to me. Valerie had a perfect pair of bangers. Sweet C cups that still held firm even at her age.

Valerie settled and remained asleep.

I gently tugged at my dick in long, soft strokes.

Sometimes I like to beat myself off hard and fast and give myself a violent hard wank.

Other times I like to give myself a soft, tender handjob.

I had known Valerie all my adult life. When I was teenager she used to totter down the street in her mini skirt. All the boys used to masturbate about her.

And now all these years later here I was; jacking myself off into her beautiful face whilst her husband slept beside her.

I gave myself one long, stroke and felt the cum rise up from my balls.

I savoured that beautiful moment when you are on the brink of the climax and then let myself explode.

I gasped. A perfect arc of semen jetted into the air.

Valerie turned her head in her sleep as if to receive my load.

Jizz landed on Valerie's cheek.

Cum splattered on Valerie's chin and started to run down her neck.

Spunk landed on the bridge of her nose right beside her eye.

Valerie stirred and twitched. My warm cum was slipping down her face.

She looked fucking beautiful. I had always dreamed of seeing Valerie's spunk splattered face. This gorgeous, horny woman had haunted me for twenty five years and now here she was; soaked in my cum in her own marital bed.

I love living on this street.