The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 2: Worked Up With Desire
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 2: Worked Up With Desire - Lewis is 15 and decides to get a Saturday job. Finding one in a Video hire shop helping Mike the manager, he finds himself earning a bit extra every week by having some interesting fitness tests followed by some relaxation including sex lessons and experiences which he thoroughly enjoys.
Caution: This Pedo Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Ma/Ma Ma/mt mt/mt Teenagers Coercion Consensual Pedophilia Rape Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Torture Anal Sex First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Doctor/Nurse Teacher/Student
That sent another excited shiver through her. ‘Did you share the number of dreams fairly evenly between all four?’ Danny asked as he massaged over her shorts.
‘Yes, I think so.’ she said after a moment’s thought. ‘Where they all people you knew personally?’ Danny asked as he moved down her bare legs. ‘No, one was a film star.’ she admitted looking a little embarrassed. ‘One was a boy out of my last year at school and one was a man at work.’
‘And the fourth one?’ Danny asked. Clair went a little red and didn’t speak. ‘Ginene?’ he asked. ‘How... ‘ Clair started to say looking amazed. ‘Experience,’ Danny said smiling, ‘It happens a lot with boys and girls, especially after your holiday experiences.’ ‘You can’t possibly know about that too.’ she said. ‘Not for sure,’ Danny said, ‘Although I’d bet that I could make a very good guess. But let’s skip that for now.’
Danny had reached her feet and was part way up her lower legs. He asked, ‘After you started dreaming again, how many people did you dream about?’ ‘Two.’ Clair replied straight away. ‘Ginene and who else?’ Danny asked.
‘Her partner.’ Clair admitted looking very embarrassed. ‘I can see you are embarrassed about that,’ Danny said, ‘But just be sure you are embarrassed about telling me, not about having dreamt it. Your dreams are your own and they harm no one, so you shouldn’t feel embarrassed at what they are.’
‘Mind you, you shouldn’t feel embarrassed telling me either,’ he told her. ‘Because I’ve heard it all before and it’s a perfectly natural thing to dream about. But we’ll return to that later too.’ He had reached her waist having massaged over the front of her shorts without Clair even noticing. Although she had become aware of a lovely feeling as his hand passed over them, especially the little spot where his hand passed over her panties.
As he massaged up over her stomach Danny asked, ‘Have you ever met Ginene’s partner or seen a picture of him?’ ‘No.’ Clair replied. ‘All I know about him are the few bits Ginene has told me.’ ‘Are those bits things that would embarrass you if you repeated them to me?’ Danny asked.
‘No.’ Clair told him as she enjoyed feeling his hands move over her bra. ‘It was all general stuff. The most personal thing she said was that he made her very happy in bed, but she didn’t go into any details.’
As Danny massaged her shoulders, he asked, ‘Am I right in thinking that the details about the partner you included in your dreams about Ginene were mainly from your imagination?’ ‘Yes.’ she answered as he massaged her head. She couldn’t believe she had just felt able to admit that to him without feeling embarrassed.
‘You’re doing well,’ Danny told her. ‘In a moment I want you to turn over so I can go down your back again. This time you have three choices. But remember that you don’t have to do any of them. When I reach your bra strap, I will take hold of it and pause. Say ‘Pass’ and I’ll carry on down. If you remain silent, I’ll undo it.’
‘If I undo it, that will take a lot of pressure off your chest. I will then return to your shoulders and massage every bit of your back without any questions. When I reach your waist, no matter what you have chosen to do about your bra strap. I’ll take hold of the back of your loose shorts.’
‘Again, say ‘Pass’ and I’ll carry on down over the top of them. Say nothing and I’ll massage your cheeks inside your shorts, but over the top of your panties. If I do that, you’ll have a third option too.’
‘Should I massage inside your shorts, then any time before I remove my hands off your panties and out of your shorts, you can lift your hips. If you do that, I’ll slide them off altogether, which will make the massage even nicer and therefore even more relaxing.’
‘But don’t forget, only you can choose. There is no pressure, no time scale. Turn over now.’ he instructed. Once she was settled on her front Danny massaged the back of her head. ‘Say ‘Go’ when you feel ready.’ he instructed.
As he massaged her head, he knew she would be turning all the options over in her brain. He just kept up a gentle massage. It wasn’t long before Clair said ‘Go.’
When he was massaging her shoulders Danny asked, ‘Where all your dreams about Ginene and her partner nice ones?’ ‘Yes.’ she admitted almost immediately, then added, ‘Apart from the occasional pang of jealousy.’
‘Can you believe you have just told me that?’ Danny asked as his fingertips reached her bra strap and took a gentle hold each side of the hooks. Clair to her great surprise didn’t feel any sign of panic, despite Danny not only holding her strap in an undoing grip, but even after he had told her that was what he wanted to do.
She lay there with her heart beating fast but saying nothing. Danny counted ten to himself, then deftly unhooked the strap and moved it aside. Clair felt all the pressure on her breasts disappear and just relaxed.
She felt Dannys hands take hold of the straps on each shoulder and move then right out to the sides. Then he laid both hands on her shoulders each side of her neck and started massaging slowly and gently downwards.
As he went down, his hands moved in and out to the sides so that he covered every inch of her back. His previous massage on her bare back had felt lovely, but this one was unbelievably erotic. She lay there and let her brain float away in delight.
After what seemed only moments, the massage stopped. She came back with a start to feel Dannys hands now holding the loose waist of her shorts. Still drifting on a cloud of pleasure she waited for it to continue.
Danny waited his usual count of ten, then lifted the back of her shorts with one hand and slid his other hand down inside. He let his hand slide down over one cheek slowly and gently. It was accompanied by a wail of pleasure from Clair.
Then when he moved over and did the same on her other cheek, her wail doubled in volume. Fortunately, it was muffled by her face being down on the cushion.
He massaged for a while then started to draw his hand out slowly, massaging as he went. As his knuckles appeared above the back of her shorts, her hips lifted up off the settee.
Danny took hold of the waist each side and slid her shorts down to her knees. ‘Relax.’ he told her. As she settled down again, Danny slid her shorts down to her ankles. Then he put his hands back up on the waist of her white panties. As he massaged both cheeks over her panties, he told her, ‘You’ve done really well, once I’m back on your legs I’ll resume questions.’
Clair was drifting away in ecstasy once more. Then as his hands moved onto the bare skin of her thighs, Danny asked, ‘When you dreamt about Genene and her partner making love, how often did it give you a climax?’
‘About once a week.’ Clair admitted. ‘How often did you dream about them?’ ‘I’d say about twice a week generally, occasionally three times.’ ‘When your dream gave you a climax, was your dream enough to do it, or did you have to help it along?’ ‘No, the dream did it on its own.’ Clair told him, feeling glad she was face down.
Danny slipped her shorts off over her feet and started back up her legs. ‘In addition, how many times in a month would you give yourself an orgasm, either on its own or dreaming about past memories?’ he asked. ‘Once a week, very occasionally twice.’ Clair answered. The reference to past memories bothered her. ‘He can’t possibly know.’ she thought, ‘He must mean something else.’
As he approached the bottom of her panties Danny told her, ‘I’m going to massage your cheeks over your panties now, with no questions. If you haven’t said anything by the time I reach your waist, I’ll carry on up your back. However, if as I approach your waist you say ‘In’ I’ll lift the back of your panties and massage both cheeks inside, directly on the skin.’
The thought of how lovely that would feel made Clair’s heart start beating very fast once more. ‘But this time I have to speak,’ she thought. ‘That’s harder than just remaining silent, will I be able to do it?’ ‘You know you want to.’ a little voice in her head told her.
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