The Cure

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Steven watched with a mixture of fascination and disgust as she saw him wipe his semen off her leg and take it to her mouth. He had of course heard of such behaviour but to see her do it - he felt contempt for the fallen woman then pity but it was tinged by supressed arousal as he watched her suck her fingers clean and smile.

His eyes stayed on hers as she approached his semi flaccid organ and he moaned in surprise at the touch of her mouth on his post-orgasm sensitive cock. He gasped and writhed under her tongue and then her warm mouth easily taking in his cock. He could hardly believe that he was again becoming rigid and he moaned as she released the enlarging member. Her eyes shone with pleasure as she watched him growing and as she leaned forward to give a long lick along shaft and head even as her small hand surrounded the thickness of his erection.

"Now," she murmured, "you must enter me and pleasure me Mr O'Neill - and you must not come until I have."

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Cameron was breathing deeply as he drove the young woman on to a second orgasm immediately after the first. He saw her nude body contort with pleasure as her lips blurted out, "Ohh... yess... I... Jamesssss!!"

He continued, slowing his movements and watching the flush that had suffused her skin fading as he removed the dildo slowly from her body and laid it to one side. He made much of studying her sex; even though he touched her lips gently she drew in a sharp breath she was very sensitive. His hands lingered on the warmth of her thighs, still not instructing her to pull the shift over her nakedness.

James. His name still echoed in his ears as did the sight in his memory of her at the moment of arousal. Slowly he stood up, rapidly turning his back to her to prevent her seeing any indication of his own arousal.

"Well done Lizzie," he said, walking back to the table, "are you covered?"

Lizzie quickly pulled down the shift.

Cameron knew he should stop seeing her - he should not become aroused by medical matters - and yet, equally he could not simply abandon her if she needed more treatment.

He sat and opened her notes. "I think that you and Mr O'Neill should try intimacy again - but also try to talk about your experiences preparing for it. Communicating with your husband is important."

Lizzie nodded. It was; she wanted to lie open to Steven's gaze as she had to the doctor's. She wondered about trying to explain about shouting out his name but he didn't seem concerned.

"Come and see me again next week and we'll see how you're getting on." He smiled. "Talk to Mr O'Neill - tell him about the books you read - take one with you before you go - perhaps you could read aloud to your husband? See if he finds it interesting."

Dr Cameron took her pulse and found it still slightly elevated; as he did their eyes met for a moment and he smiled.

"Next week," he said, patting her hand.

 

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Belle spread her legs again, giving O'Neill an unobstructed view of her genitals as she urged him closer, her hand guiding his erection. When he tried to thrust his hips forward, she held him at bay, murmuring, "Easy now... Not too fast... Sliiiiiiiiiiiiide your cock into my pussy, Steven. Enjoy the feelings... "

Despite his impatience, Steven did as he was instructed, slowly easing himself into Belle as her legs lifted, wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer, deeper into her very center. At long, glorious last, when he found himself balls deep, his shaft bathed in her secretions, he couldn't help flexing his muscle and gasped when she returned the favor.

"Nice," she purred. "Verry... "

This time it was Belle's turn to gasp as O'Neill hooked an arm around one of her thighs and began to thrust. Slowly at first, he increased their rhythm as Belle bucked up against him, her head tossing back and forth wantonly.

"Do you like it?" he growled, grinding his pelvis against the nubbin where he had earlier pleasured her by touching with his fingers. When he felt Belle's pussy tighten around his shaft and heard the sounds she made as her body began to spasm, he nearly exploded. It felt as if she was milking his cock, tugging at it greedily from within, urging him to empty himself into her.

Steven closed his eyes, trying to hold off long enough for Belle to finish, but it was impossible and she knew it. "That's it, lover. Come for me. Give me all of it!"

Not needing to be told twice, he erupted, his entire body trembling as his cock pulsed, spurting again and again until there was no more and he collapsed, gasping onto Belle's body. Funny thing though, O'Neill thought as he waited for his body to calm... It wasn't Belle at all that he was picturing beneath his body. It was Lizzie. My God, if I could only please her in the same way!

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Lizzie waited for Dr. Cameron to leave before getting out of bed and padding into the other room for a bath. In a way, she was sorry that he hadn't made love to her, but she knew it wouldn't have been right. He was a professional, after all. And she had a husband whom she loved in her own way.

By the time she had washed and dressed, and chosen a book from the shelf to take home with her, Nurse Harding was knocking to say that her cab had arrived.

Lizzie smiled. "One moment. I'll be right there."

Looking around the room, Lizzie O'Neill felt a new sense of resolve. Dr. Cameron had taught her things about her body that she might never have learned on her own. She knew what she liked and what made her feel good, too. Best of all, she knew what she needed. Steven was just going to have to listen to her and pay attention when she showed him.

Her step was featherlight as she hurried to the cab, impatient to get home to Steven and the beginning of... Well, only time would tell for certain, but Lizzie wasn't about to stop trying. For once, she thought, the chores could wait.

 

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After Steven left Belle he walked around for a while. It had been wrong to be with such a woman and yet - if he remembered what she had taught - then it would be so much better with Lizzie. He smiled as he remembered the prostitute's last piece of advice.

"Talk to her Steven - be her friend."

He sighed to himself and approached the street seller, buying a bunch of flowers.

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He let himself in and could hear Lizzie in the parlour. He swallowed and went in, holding out the flowers in a rather stiff armed fashion. She smiled and came to him.

"Thank you!" she smelt the perfume from the roses and kissed his cheek, her hand on his chest.

"Did - the doctor's?" he hesitated, "did it go well?"

She blushed a little recalling Dr. Cameron's touch and excused herself, heading for the kitchen to put the flowers in water.

"Tea?" she called out over her shoulder and then screwed up her eyes in frustration - she didn't want tea, she wanted to show him what she had learnt.

Steven didn't answer but followed her into the kitchen, noticing the book she had borrowed from the doctor on the table.

She saw his gaze on it when she turned around with the flowers in a vase and bit her lip nervously - but he didn't scowl, simply asking what it was.

"A - novel - from the doctor's. He - he thinks it would be good if we could perhaps share it - I could read to you..." she trailed off and shrugged.

Steven nodded slowly and then a smile came over his face. "Yes, you know that might be a good idea. Perhaps later..." Lizzie nodded and went past him to put the flowers in the front room. Steven swallowed.

"Lizzie," he said as he followed her again.

She looked around.

"Would - you like to...I mean shall we try?"

She blushed a little but didn't look away. She nodded firmly. "Yes, I would like to show you what I have learnt."

He drew a deep breath. "I would like that Lizzie - and I too - I have had some - advice - from the doctor. I...I hope it will help."

They went upstairs and into the bedroom.

Lizzie licked her lips. She smiled and daringly said, "Mr O'Neill?" She walked up to her husband and looked him in his pale blue eyes. He seemed transfixed; indeed he was by her beauty, enhanced by a confidence that seemed to make her glow.

"Mrs O'Neill?"

In answer she bent forward and kissed his lips, softly at first and then they stood leaning against the wardrobe door, kissing, tongues playing. As they broke the sensuous kiss his hands travelled up over her back against the fabric of her dress. Slowly, deliberately she began to undo its fastenings, loosening the cloth.

He smiled at his wife; neither of them had hidden from the other to begin undressing. He was already excited but Belle's advice came to him, to be slow, sensual, to explore his wife. His hands went to her shoulders and he pushed the top of the dress aside and kissed her shoulder. He heard her sigh and felt her hands under his jacket, on his shirt. He pulled his tie off and together they began to open the buttons on his shirt until she opened it and leaned in to kiss his chest.

The dress slid away from Lizzie's body and her underclothes began to melt away. As they did she stepped backwards, holding his hand until they reached the bed. She sat and undid his belt, looking up into his eyes as she did so. He sat beside her and again they kissed, for long moments, becoming entwined around each other.

Steve's hand slid up Lizzie's warm, soft thigh and they both trembled as she leaned back on the bed. He removed his trousers and Lizzie closed her eyes for a moment, wondering what he would do. She was thinking what to say should he simply try and enter her but she gasped as she felt his hand invade the final layer of thin cotton that covered her body. She smiled and kept her eyes closed as he stroked her stomach. With a sinuous move she whispered,"that's nice."

He didn't speak but his hands exposed her midriff and then her breasts. She reached out for him and placed her hand on the back of his head, urging him to take a nipple in his mouth, even as his hand was sliding down between her legs.

 

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Lizzie writhed sinuously beneath him, her back arching upward as his lips closed around the stiff peak of her nipple. She moaned softly, shivers of delight spreading through her body as he nuzzled, nipped and suckled again, tugging at first one sensitive nub and then the other.

"Ohhh... " a gasp of sheer delight escaped her as her husband's hand caressed her mound, his fingers playing along her cleft, pressing gently, easing between and into the wet slickness of her. It was lovely... so very lovely... Lizzie moaned her pleasure, her hips gyrating slowly as his fingers sought out her center, his thumb remaining on her distended and aching clitoris.

She had never touched him before, but now, emboldened by his behavior, she found her hand slipping down, her fingers reaching for his manhood. Steven shiften awkwardly, but then relaxed again as her hand found its mark, her fingers tracing along the length of his erection, marvelling at the different textures as they slowly encircled it. Gently pulling back the foreskin, Lizzie's thumb traced through the liquid droplets of his desire, smoothing them over the head, even as his began to swirl around her nubbin.

"Yess... " she murmured, thrilling at the sound of his moans of pleasure as she continued to stroke and he, at last, began to thrust his hips, moving slowly through her hand as she twisted against his fingers. "Just... like... ohhhhh... yes!"

 

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Steven moaned in pleasure as Lizzie held his cock in her fingers - but he realised it was not just his pleasure he was enjoying. He was listening to his wife as she called out as she moved under his mouth, under his caresses.

For minutes longer he explored her his mouth on hers then on her neck, his fingers exploring her pussy, at first as he had been taught and then caressing in response to her movements, her words.

More - they revelled in each other. Slowly, she urged him to mount her, to slide over her naked body. Their eyes met - no loner huddled in the dark, they saw the lust in each other's eyes as she guided him into her body. He saw her mouth open as she gasped a little as Steven slowly entered her. She let her hands run down his back to his ass to feel him tense as he pushed deeper, as his mouth came to hers in a tender kiss.

Her legs parted and looped around him sensuously, without thought, taking him into her as they kissed and made love; slowly, passionately...

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They smiled shly at each other, lying on their sides, eyes study the other's face. Lizzie reached out and brushed back the damp hair on her husband's forehead as she blushed again recalling the way she had ground her hips against him and how she had felt the arousal Dr Cameron had given her here - with her husband.

"I - I am glad Dr Cameron came to town," her husband said, with a slight smile but equally shy. Lizzie nodded and bit her bottom lip, glancing at Steven's face.

"I don't think I need to go back though...do you?"

Steven grinned and shook his head.

"But now I'm sure we have a great deal more to learn," he said with an impish grin. Lizzie giggled as she felt his hand run down the curve of her waist and over her hips. She was going to enjoy learning with Mr O'Neill.

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