Simple Pleasure

Chapter 1
Simple pleasures

SIMPLE PLEASURES

Beth wanted to be a special night. It was Jerry’s birthday and she wanted it to be perfect. She walked into a quaint store that sells oils. An elderly woman approached her as the bell rang. “Looking for something special” she grinned showing no teeth. “Yes something special for a massage for a special night”, she replied. She somehow felt comfortable with the lady. “Oh, something special.” The old lady cackled. ?I have something very special.’ They walk beyond the counter and into the backroom. “This is something very very special. I save it for only special customers and special nights, even birthdays.” She lifted a small vial, blew off the dust. There was some faded wording on it ?something’ pleasures. The old woman handed the bottle to her and said “I call it simple pleasures. It gives to those that it touches the simple pleasures that they desire.” Beth was curious about it and as her time was running out on her shopping asked, “how much?’ The old lady smiled, for you it is free I know how much this night means to you, but must warn you do not fall into its grip. It is very powerful.”

They smile as Beth took the bottle in the gift wrap bag.

Everything was perfect. Jerry came home and loved the special dinner that Beth had made. Then Beth led jerry into the bedroom. They both undressed each other. Then Beth made Jerry lay down down on his back. ?You need a special back rub.”

Jerry lay on his stomach, waiting for his back rub. Beth opens the bottle of simple pleasure. As the ointment touched her skin her body shook from the tingle that it gave. She smiled from that shook. She began to rub it on Jerry’s back. The same effect happened to Jerry, his body shook but then the bliss set in. Her touch was so so much. There was so much mixed upness when the oil and her hand touched him. He loved her gentle touch, as the oil penetrated his skin. He needed more of it as her hand massaged the oil deeper into his skin. He relaxed. Wanting her to keep touching him. He longer for her touch and never wanted it to go away.

The oil slowly enters Beth’s skin, making her wanting to touch Jerry even more. She moved her hands down his back to his buttocks. She gently began to rub his cheeks softly and gently. She enjoyed the soft sighs from jerry as she massaged him more. She needs more of the oil. Beth pours a little more on her hands and used it on the underside of jerry’s ball.

Jerry moaned. As the oil cruises thru his bloodstream, he felt that he never wanted Beth to stop touching hThe only thing that Jeryy knew was beth’s touch. It became his life, her touch. He moans as the oil raced thru his body.

Beth rubbed all the oil over Jerry’s body. Even hearing his moans and watching him writhe with her sweet touch, she needed more. She needed more oil. But she had rubbed allover his back. She sat there, her legs straddling his body spreading that exquisite oil over his body. But the oil has penetrated his body, she need more. She smiles. “Turn over my love” she smiled.

Jerry heard her command. He had to obey to keep feeling her touch, he wanted it so much. He rolled over onto his back and just laid there waiting for Beth to start touching him again. He wanted her so much to touch, to hold him, to take care of him.

Beth looked down on Jerry on his back fully exposed looking up at her and smiling, wanting her. She reached for the oil and poured some on her hand. She began to rub his chest with the oil. Both felt the tingle that the oil gave to them. Jerry wanting Beth’s touch. Beth wanting to. . . to what? Beth began to smile at Jerry as the oil flowed in her bloodstream. He looked so cute laying there in front of her. She knew he needed her to take care of him and she wanted to take care of him. He looked so helpless laying there. Rubbing more oil on his chest, she said,” you my baby?”

Jerry’s body was tingling all over from her wonderful touches. He never wanted it to end. He wanted her to take care of him. When he heard Beth ask him, he knew that he was her baby. Just like him, babies liked to be touched all over. Jerry was so enthralled with her touches; he couldn’t speak. He could only nod his head yes.

“That’s mama’s good baby”, Beth began to talk baby talk to him. Jerry began to coo and babble just like a baby. Soon, jerry couldn’t understand what she was saying but her voice was music to his ears. He began to act more infantile as Beth blew raspberries on his tummy. She started to tickle his tummy and Jerry began to laugh and coo, loving her touch, needing her touch. His thumb slowly slipped into his mouth and he started to suck on it. Beth became Jerry’s entire world. Nothing else existed for him, except her voice and her touches.

Beth looked down up Jerry and smiled as she watches his thumb slide into his mouth. He’s becoming more baby like getting littler and littler. She wanted to hold him to her. She needed to cradle him. She needed . . . she needed more oil!

Beth sat up, resting her back against the headboard of the bed. She took the vial of oil and rub a little on her nipple. She tingled all over. She watched Jerry suck his thumb and trying to catch something floating in the air, drool trickled out the side of his mouth. She opened her arms to him. “Crawl to mama before you are too little to crawl.” Jerry did not understand the words but knew what those open arms meant. He began to crawl to her. Beth cradled Jerry in her arms. She rubbed her nipple across his mouth. Jerry’s instinct took over and he began to suck on her nipple. “There you go my little one.” Jerry lay in her arms, totally relaxed. His legs were spread wide as he nursed on Beth. Beth poured some more oil on Jerry’s genitals and began to rub him. His nursing was driving her crazy as she made him hard. “Mommie will take care of you”, she sighed. She felt his precum begin to trickle as she stroked Jerry harder and faster.

“Is my little baby going to wet for mommie? It is ok, little babies like you wet all the time. Show mommie how little you are and we for me.” She was stroking him faster and faster. More goo was coming forth from Jerry’s erection.

Jerry knew his age could be measured in months, not years. It felt so good cradled in her arms, nursing on her nipple. Just as he exploded in her hand, he thought he could taste milk.

Beth smiled as Jerry came in her hand. “What a good little baby you are. You wet for mommie. She held him close to her and began to rock him back and forth. She put more oil on her other nipple. Jerry whined a little as she switched breasts, but calmed down when he could feel the other nipple enter his mouth. He began sucking again.

Beth started signing a lullaby to him.

Both enjoying simple pleasures.