Some Things Change...

[DMB1981]

"Okay, but just...please..."

James couldn't resist any longer. He pressed forward as Anna pressed back, and his entire length slid into her until he was buried fully. The feeling was incredible. It has been so long since James had felt a woman this way, her tight, hot, wet womanhood gripping him, pulling him deeper. If Anna moaned in pleasure, James could not hear it. She buried her face in his pillow as he slid into her, and his own groan would have masked any sound that she made.

James remained still inside Anne, afraid that if he were to move the pleasure would be too much for him. Finally, after what seemed like ages, his body began to relax. He eased himself out of her until just the head of his cock remained inside her. His shaft was coated in a mixture of Anna's saliva and her fluid, the same fluids that coated her soft, pink lips. James watched as he slid himself back into her slowly, feeling her stretch around every inch of him until his his pressed against her ass once again.

Again he withdrew, this time pushing back into her harder and faster. Over and over, faster and faster James began to plunge into her until the sound of his hips slapping against her firm ass filled the tiny cabin. His hands gripped Anna's hips, pulling her back to meet each thrust. He began to grunt with each thrust, his lust taking control of him once again.

 

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Just like the first two times he'd pushed his way into her tight wet pussy, tears began forming hitting the pillow softly. She wasn't sure why she was crying. She and her husband had done this countless times before. Well, actually only once or twice before he'd gone off to be in the army.

He was still inside of her, holding her there, allowing her body to get reaquainted with him. Despite her tears, she groaned as he pulled out and then pushed back in. "Ah!" She moaned, biting her lip. Her moans as well as her crying were muffled by the pillow.

She whimpered as his thrusts soon became hard and faster. The sounds of their bodies meshing together filled the room.

Claire

She swallowed hard as she lifted her silken gown and teased her clit before thrusting into herself, listening to the sounds of their bodies slapping against one anothers. She pushed two fingers into her pussy and groaned softly.

Her free hand lifted up to grab her breast and squeezed, she leaned over to get a peak once more.

 

[DMB1981]

The feel of Anna's tight muscles clenching him was driving James quickly toward orgasm. He was thrusting into her harder and deeper and faster. Still, he had an indescribable feeling inside that this would be the last time he was with Anna. She had loved her husband dearly, as had James. Neither of them would ever be able to get beyond the memory of him, no matter how much they tried to fool themselves.

As he continued thrusting into her, James again caught movement outside his window. He turned quickly and couldn't believe what he saw--- Clarissa was watching them through the window!!! And even more shocking, she was touching herself. Her hand was squeezing her breasts through her dress. He couldn't see her other hand below the window, but by her motions James could tell that it was pressing between her legs.

James' mind was spinning out of control. "This can't be happening!" he told himself. But it was happening. His prude of a boss was fingering her pussy while she watched him fuck Anna! The intensity of the situation brought James' orgasm crashing down on him. He withdrew from Anna's pussy, wrapping his hand around his cock and stroking furiously as his cum erupted in thick ropes, splashing against Anna's back and ass.

But James did not see Anna's cum covered body. His his were locked on Clarissa. Visions of her body covered in his cum, not Anna's, flooded his mind. He groaned so loudly that everyone on Fair Oaks may have heard him as he milked the last of his cum onto Anna's milky skin.

 

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Claire swallowed hard as she and James eyes met. He'd seen her, she came out of view for but a moment, trying to grasp control of the situation, then looked back into the window again, her fingers never ceasing in fingering herself.

His eyes never left the window either. Instead, they stayed locked on her form and it seemed like from there, he'd cum. However, he wasn't even looking at his lover but at her. This of course, caused her own orgasm.

She bit her lip hard, causing it to bleed a little as she tried to hide that squeal of pleasure that tried to pass her lips. Was he thinking about her? No! That was just...stupid, silly really. He'd said there was nothing for him here. Twas what he'd told her.

It was probably the reason why he'd brought the little whore here. How he'd managed to do that was beyond her. Shakily she lowered her dress back down, swallowing hard once more, as her eyes traveled down his cock in his hand as the cum that had exploded drenched the girls body.

Shaking her head of thoughtst that she wished that was her, she quickly ran off and hurried back into the main house.

 

[DMB1981]

James collapsed onto the bed beside Anna, his breathing ragged and his mind racing. Clarissa, the woman whom he despised more than anything, the spoiled bitch of a woman who took great pleasure in making his life miserable, had just stared into his eyes and fucked herself as he experienced one of the most powerful orgasms of his life.

She had spied on him, invaded the little bit of privacy that he had left in his life. He should have been furious. But all he could think about was chasing after her, grabbing her, kissing her... doing everything he had been fantasizing about for the last two days.

James heard a muffled whimper, and his attention was quickly drawn back to Anna. He brushed his fingers through her hair, urging her to look at him. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her breath came in short bursts. James hugged her to him, suddenly overcome with guilt. He hadn't exactly forced her to do anything against her will, but he still felt remorse. He felt remorse because he now knew that he had no future with Anna.

He climbed out of the bed, grabbing a clean shirt from his trunk. He used it to gently clean his seed from Anna's skin. But he found himself stealing glances towards the window, hoping to see Clarissa there. Finally, James crawled back into the bed and hugged Anna to him.

"I'm sorry," was all he could manage to say.

 

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Anna

Things had ended pretty quickly with James. One minute he was inside of her and then the next he seemed to pull out of her cumming hard all over her back. She was slightly relieved that it had ended so quickly though.

When he was inside of her love hole, she felt like he was invading in her deceased husbands territory.

After cumming all over her back, he pulled her up and hugged her. She swallowed hard, getting a bad feeling that the only other man she'd ever loved was saying goodbye.

No, that was foolish! That insane, that was--

"I'm sorry,"

"S-sorry for...for what James?"

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Claire

Claire laid in her bed, her comforter hugged tightly around her neck. Had she really just orgasmed in front of James' window? Had she really just watched him fuck that--that whore? Had he really been staring at her, Claire while he came?

She knew the answer to all three of those questions and swallowed hard. She shivered as images of him cumming instantly came to mind. She could feel herself getting aroused once more.

Claire quickly thought of something else, anything else. How was she even going to explain herself in the morning? There was no mistake that he'd seen her. How would he take it? Would he be upset? He shouldn't be. It was a compliment. After all, widows needed satisfaction as well. Especially if they'd been married to old men who died much to early for her liking.

 

[DMB1981]

James thought hard about Anna's question before he answered. He knew that he should tell her that things were over, but how?

"For everything," he finally answered. "For what just happened. For leaving you alone yesterday. For not moving to Charleston and marrying you. For not being able to give you the life that you want." He stopped and took a deep breath before finishing. "For not being your husband."

He had said it... the thing that he knew they had both thought about many times before. Anna's life would have been so much better if James had died in the war instead of her husband. James had nothing to come home to when the war ended, but his best friend had everything waiting for him.

James looked into Anna's eyes and knew that she understood what he was telling her. There would be no future for them, at least not one that he could see. There really never had been, they were both just trying to cling to something that didn't exist. The only way that Anna would ever have a normal life is if James was no longer in it. She needed to move on, to find what she was looking for. He knew that she would never do that as long as he was there, reminding her of her husband.

"I'm sorry," he repeated. And then he was silent. He kissed Anna one last time and then crawled out of bed. He dressed quietly, and Anna never turned to look at him. He left the cabin and walked the short distance to Phillip's quarters. Knocking softly, James apologized when Phillip sleepily opened the door.

"I'm sorry to wake you, Old Man. But I need one more favor from you. I need you to take Mrs. Anna back home first thing in the morning. Don't worry about Mrs. Allen--- I'll take care of her."

With that, James walked off into the darkness, completely unsure in his mind of what he was going to do next. His body, however, was leading him towards the main house... towards Claire.

 

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Anna

Anna listened to what he was saying and knew that he wasn't apologizing for any of the stuff he said. There was hidden meaning behind those words. She closed her eyes, trying to swallow back tears. She would not cry. Tears began forming in her eyes.

She would not cry. Ladies did not cry and Anna was a lady. However, when he kissed her one last time, she could no longer feel the spark. Had there ever been a spark? Anna realized she'd been crying not for James but for her long lost, dead husband.

She'd never properly grieved for him. When James came home and told her that he was dead, that had been the start of their sexual relationship.

"Goodbye.." she whispered one last time to the cabin as Phillip had come to bring her back to the city. Perhaps...this was the better thing to do, to just let him go.

 

[DMB1981]

James tried to clear his mind, to forget about Anna and Claire, at least for a little while. Unfortunately, he could only manage to think about one thing--- Claire, outside his window, her mouth open, her eyes locked on his, her hands touching her body.

Without knowing how he got there, James suddenly found himself at the front steps of the main house. Almost as if he was not controlling his own body, he climbed the steps one by one. He crossed the wide front porch and entered the house. Up the stairs, quietly. Down the long hallway to her room, Claire's room.

James saw light flickering under the door. Was she awake? Was she lying in the bed, thinking of him? Was she touching herself the way she had outside his window, caressing her breasts, teasing her nipples until they ached? Was she slipping her fingers into her wet slit? Was she rubbing her hard, swollen clit as she thrashed around on the bed?

Or was she waiting for him to come do all of those things?

 

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Clarissa laid against her soft feather filled pillow. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't seem to stop thinking about James. As soon as she laid down, all she could see was his body towering over hers, thrusting in and out. She'd pulled her silken night gown up and began fingering herself in the safety of her room.

"Ohhh..." she moaned as she flicked her finger over her clit. Her lips parted as her hips moved upwards. Her free hand played with her breasts through the silk. And no matter how hard she fingered herself, no matter how many fingers she used. She couldn't make that image of him go away.

"Yessss, fuck me...please...Jaaaaaames" she whimpered, pursing her lips trying to keep quiet. "Damn it!" She cursed. Her pussy was wet yet it ached for a mans touch. It had been far too long since she'd had one. "Damn it!" She cursed again as she sat up, frustrated with her weakness.

 

[DMB1981]

James leaned close to the door, listening for any sounds. Everything was quiet until he heard a soft rustling. The sound of blankets being kicked off? He listened closer, trying to steady his ragged breathing.

And then James heard in, a soft whimper, barely audible. And then another one, louder, more of a moan. "Oh God!" he shouted in his own head. "She's touching herself again!" James' cock began to grow, swelling and straining against his pants as he tried to hear more. One moan after another until finally---

"Yessss, fuck me...please...Jaaaaaames"

His heart nearly stopped at the words. No longer able to control his own thoughts, James hand went to the door knob. He turned it slowly and let the door swing open.

The sight before James was too incredible to be real. Clarissa was sitting up in her bed, her blonde hair tousled and hanging down around her face, her silk night dress pulled up around her waist. Her knees were raised, her legs spread. One hand was behind her, supporting herself, and the other... her other hand was between her legs, her fingers buried deep in her pussy.

James froze, unable to move, unable to think. His hand still gripped the bulge in his pants while the other gripped the door knob. He stared at her, drinking in the sight before him. And then his hand released the door knob, and he began walking slowly towards the big canopy bed.

 

[princesssexci]

With her eyes closed, she barely heard her bedroom door open. Barely. It was only when she heard the footsteps, that her eyes suddenly slowly opened. IT was...James. She swallowed hard. What was he doing in her bedroom? This was...an invasion of privacy.

More importantly, how long had he been standing there. Her eyes slowly moved towards his bulge and figured it was long enough to hear her. Her hands jerked from her silken gown, her eyes were wide with shock as she jerked the hem of her night gown down.

"W-what are you doing in here?" She asked, despite the fact that it hadn't been long since she was standing in front of his cabin, watching such an intimate moment with his woman. "I--I mean..." she stammered, slightly caught off guard, "Shouldn't you be with that--who--woman..." she said, nearly calling the girl a whore.

Clarissa looked away, idly running her hands through her shoulder length blonde hair nervously.

 

[DMB1981]

"I thought I should," James answered, a strange calmness in his voice as he moved closer to Claire's bed. "But you see, I can't seem to get you out of my mind. I can't stop thinking about being near you, kissing you, touching you... being inside you."

James had reached the bed, and his hands moved to his shirt. He pulled it over his head and dropped it to the floor. "And I know that you can't stop thinking about me," he continued as his hands moved to his pants. "You came to my cabin, looked through my window, watched me. You watched my slide my hardness into Anna's pussy, wishing it was you. I watched you touch yourself, your breasts, your aching cunt."

James was using words that gentlemen dared not use in the presence of a lady. But he did not see Claire as a lady, he saw her as a woman. She was a woman who despised him and made his life a living hell. And she was a woman who wanted him, needed him, ached for him.

James unfastened his pants and pushed them down his hips, his cock springing free, swollen and rigid. "You watched me fuck Anna's hot, wet pussy until I exploded. And then you ran back here to your bed. You buried yourself under your covers, trying to hide from it. But you couldn't resist, could you? You couldn't resist touching yourself, sliding your fingers into your burning hot slit, fucking yourself. You couldn't resist moaning for me, calling out my name, hoping I would hear you."

 

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Claire pursed her lips as James spoke. He was using such provocative words, words that her husband would have never dared use on her. Maybe on the whores that he'd fucked when he thought she was unaware, but never her. She was a lady, this was why.

She should have been turned off, unaroused, unexcited. She should have been raging mad, angry that he'd burst into her room unannounced. She should have screamed for one of the servants to get him out of her room.

However, she could hardly speak. She continued swallowing the large lump in her throat as her eyes followed his hands as he unbuckled his belt. "N-no, y-you're wrong!" For the most part., "I didn't...you were not supposed to be outside....listening." Her defenses were down, slightly. She could hardly glare at him.

Claire tugged the comforter up close to her body as she had done when she'd first came into the room, this time however it was because she was trying to hide nude form from him.

"I am not some...whore!" she attempted to snap at him, it ending up more of a croaked out whisper.

 

[DMB1981]

"No," James shook his head, "Not a whore. A woman! Young, beautiful, sexy... woman. And you may not want me. You may not like me. But you need me... have to have me. You need me to give you what you haven't had in such a long time."

James crawled onto the bed as he spoke. He moved slowly and spoke in fragments as if he was possessed. And he was possessed. He had been for days. He was possessed by the need to take Claire, to make her his.

James moved closer and closer until his lips were almost touching her, so close that he could feel his breath on her ear. His hand moved between her legs, pressing against her through the comforter that she clung to.

"Tell me that you don't need me," he breathed into her ear. "Tell me to leave, and I'll leave. Or tell me to stay, and I'll give you everything you need." He pressed his fingers harder against her pussy. "All it takes is one word."

 

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"Not a whore. A woman! Young, beautiful, sexy... woman. And you may not want me. You may not like me. But you need me... have to have me. You need me to give you what you haven't had in such a long time."

Clarissa's blonde eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He was...agreeing with her? She swallowed hard as with every word he spoke, he moved closer and closer to her. And when he spoke it almost seemed like he was trying to brainwash her into thinking she wanted him.

If there was ever such a technique to do so, she would have believed that far fetch idea. Swallowing hard, Claire looked away from him until his lips were close enough to kiss her.

She suddenly felt his fingers digging through the material to reach her pussy and began teasing her through the comforter while whispering alluring words into her ear. She moaned slightly and her lips parted.

"Yess..."

 

[DMB1981]

"Yess..."

The single word was like a floodgate opening within James. He attacked Claire's mouth with his, kissing her hard enough to bruise their lips. He pressed her back onto the bed, his naked body covering hers. He prodded at her lips with his tongue, forcing his way into her inviting mouth.

Jason tore at the comforter and sheets which separated him from Claire's body. He had thought of nothing over the last two days but touching her, feeling her, tasting her. The frustration and anticipation drove him on, fueling him. His hand went to Claire's breasts, kneading and caressing them, feeling her nipples harden against his rough hand through the thin silk which covered them.

Jason's mouth moved from Claire's lips to her neck. He closed his lips over her soft warm skin, sucking and biting as his hands continued their assault on her firm tits. His cock ached as it pressed against her thigh. All over Claire's neck and chest and shoulders Jason's lips explored, tasting her, tormenting her.

 

[princesssexci]

Claire was rather shocked when he just crushed his lips on her the way he did. It was as though he was desperate for her, had been desperate for her and just...holding it back. Needless to say, Claire responded just as eagerly to the kiss. As he prodded her lips open, she gasped sharply at the feel of his tongue against her own.

Their mouths seemed to mesh together, quite perfectly. She whimpered softly and lifted her hips as he tore the covers off of her body. Her hands found his shoulders and gripped them tightly. How long had it been since she'd been with a man. Not just any man either, how long had it been since she'd been with a man her own age or...close to it.

She couldn't quite recall.

She nipped at his bottom lip, tugging gently as he groped her breasts through the flimsy nightwear. Her head fell back as he kissed her neck. Her hands roamed down his back, lightly scratching it. She could feel his cock pressed against her thigh, begging for attention.

Her hand reached down as she began to stroke him, gently brushing her fingers over the head.

 

[DMB1981]

Feeling Claire return his kiss ignited an even bigger fire inside James. He knew now that there was no turning back. His tongue wrestled with hers as she parted her lips to allow him access. His hands pulled at her silk gown, dragging it down to expose her perfect breasts and hard nipples. He teased her nipple with his fingers as he cupped and caressed her breast.

James felt Claire's hands on his shoulders, his back... moving lower. He groaned against her lips as he felt her wrap her fingers around his cock. He had never felt anything so soft. She had the delicate hands of a lady who had never been forced to do manual labor. The thought of her privileged life of luxury both infuriated and excited James. She had taken everything that should belong to him and had never worked for anything. And yet here he was, in her bed, the man whom she viewed as nothing more than a common laborer. And he was about to do things to her that would make the refined women of the North die of shame.

James removed his lips from Claire's, hungrily kissing his way down her neck and chest. He pulled the bed covers lower, throwing them off of Claire's body completely. James roughly sucked one of Claire's pink nipples into his mouth just as he slipped his hand underneath her gown and found her warm mound. Her lips were wet and slick, still slightly parted from having her own fingers between them just moments earlier. James' fingers sunk into Claire's depths with little resistance, drawing another groan from him as he felt her heat.

 

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The sound of James' hungry moan only seemed to ignite a passion inside of Claire. She shivered with anticipation as his lips trailed down her neck to her breasts. Her back arched, a silent invitation for him to take what he wanted. Her body trembled with a need for him that even she hadn't realized she'd had until now.

It was no secret that James was a handsome man, despite his dirty appearance. Had she been in New York and seen him on the street, she probably would have paid him no mind. However, this was not New York and she was not blind. She knew he was handsome.

His rough, callused hands reached beneath her gown finding her love hole while he sucked on her breasts and nipples hard. Her hips lifted slightly as his fingers slipped inside of her pussy.

"Ah! James.." she squealed, softly.

 

[DMB1981]

James had a sudden overwhelming urge to taste Claire, to bury his tongue inside her instead of his fingers. He slid his body lower until his mouth was inches from her clit. He withdrew his fingers from her, seeing the way her juices glistened in the lantern light.

Unable to control himself any longer, James closed his mouth over Claire's wet cunt, driving his tongue into her as deep as he could. He devoured her pussy the way he had her lips when he had first kissed her. Like a man possessed, he lapped at her slit in long strokes from top to bottom, wanting to taste every bit of her.

James had never been so filled with lust before in his life. Claire's body was perfect. She had the milky soft skin of a lady who had nothing more important to do in her life than to be beautiful. Her fine blond curls framed delicate pink folds, and her tiny clit was swollen and protruded from it's hood, inviting James to take it between his lips.

But there was something else that was driving James, something more than Claire's gorgeous body. There was the need to possess her, to take control of her, to assert his dominance over her. James had been forced to bend to Claire's every whim for too long, and now he would get his payback. He would have her begging for him, yearning for him day and night. He would show her who the true master of Fair Oaks really was.

 

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As James moved down south, Claire was forced to release his throbbing member. Instead, all she could do was lie there and let James do what he wanted to her. So far, she'd had no complaints as his tongue began thrusting into her hot, wet cunt.

"Eek!"she squealed her hips jerking upwards. Her hands reached down onto the cotton sheets and she could only grasp them as he lapped at her pussy. Her head fell back against the pillow as one free hand pushed him deeper into her.

"Oh my god, soo good!"She moaned, "Please don't stop James!"

 

[DMB1981]

James closed his lips over Claire's clit, sucking it into his mouth and roughly flickering his tongue over it. Without warning, he plunged two fingers back into her tight tunnel, curling them upwards and stroking them hard and fast inside her.

James wanted to make Claire cum over and over, to make her scream his name as her fluids soaked her bed. He pumped his fingers in and out of her wet cunt and stroked them upwards and sucked at her clit, knowing the combination would drive her over the edge.

 

[princesssexci]

Once again Claire shuddered, this time at the feel of his mouth suckling on her clit. She clenched her fists around the cotton sheets even tighter. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she reached up and grabbed her tits with her hands after releasing the sheet.

"Yessss...."she moaned, her soft quiet moans becoming a tad bit louder. He wasn't finished though as she felt his fingers slid in as well. Her nails began digging into her soft flesh.

"oh my god!"She squealed, hips lifting up and down over and over again.

 

[DMB1981]

James increased the pace of his fingers inside her as Claire began thrusting her hips off of the bed, grinding her pussy against his lips. He looked up to watch her caressing her tits and teasing her nipples, and the sight caused his cock to throb. The normally prim and proper lady of the house had quickly become a wanton woman driven by desire.

Pulling his lips from Claire's clit momentarily, James urged her on. "Cum for me, Claire! Grind your wet little pussy against my lips and play with your tits until you cum in my mouth! I know that's what you want... what you need." And then he sucked her clit back into his mouth and furiously stroked it with his tongue once again.