The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 3: It Got Even Better
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 3: It Got Even Better - 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
Danny moved his hand up and ran his fingers through the hairs at the base of her abdomen as well as up and down each groin. As he moved up her stomach, she slowly let her knees down and moved her feet nearer together. She gave a happy sigh, opened her eyes and smiled at him. ‘What have I been missing?’ she asked him. ‘Don’t worry,’ he told her, ‘Once we’ve got you sorted, you can soon make up for lost time.’
When his hands moved up onto her breasts, she closed her eyes once more. She let herself sail off into the clouds as his gentle hands massaged slowly over every inch of both breasts. He finished off with a massage and a gentle tweak of each nipple that made her cry out in delight.
After a massage on her shoulders, he told her to sit up. She opened her eyes to find his arms open. She sat up into them, hugged him tight and told him she’d never experienced anything so lovely.
Danny kissed the side of her head. ‘In a moment I’ll change position slightly and you can lie down again. If you finish your holiday story first, then we can sort out your problem.’
She lifted her head off his shoulder, looked him straight in the face and said, ‘Thank you.’ sounding very happy. Then she kissed him on his lips. After a couple of seconds, she backed off saying, ‘Sorry, I couldn’t stop myself.’
‘It’s no problem,’ Danny told her, ‘It was nice. Do it again if you’d like to, it’ll be good practice for you.’ She beamed and moved forward. She was just expecting to kiss Danny, but this time Danny responded. They had a long, long, kiss before they came up for air. ‘That was unimaginably amazing.’ she told him before putting her head back on his shoulder and collapsing into his arms.
As she enjoyed feeling him stroking her back, she couldn’t stop thinking how nice it would be to be in this position with Danny’s chest bare too.
She could have happily stayed there dreaming, but Danny told her to sit up.
He moved to the end of the settee and told her to lie down with her head on his lap. Once she was settled, he started massaging her head very slowly. His other hand he rested down flat on her hairs.
Clair immediately opened her legs more, so he moved his hand a little lower. His palm was now on the hairs at the bottom of her abdomen and his fingers curled down between her legs. As he moved his hand into place, Clair let out another happy cry.
‘I’m sure you had a lovely holiday,’ Danny said, ‘But I think you are relaxed enough now, to be able to just tell me about your nighttime experiences. Prior to your holiday, had you had any sexual experiences with anyone?’
‘No,’ Clair told him, realising he did somehow know about what her and Clair had done. ‘But how is that possible?’ she puzzled. ‘Did anything disturb you during your first night?’ Danny asked. ‘No, we didn’t wake up until the next morning feeling refreshed and went out for the day.’
‘Tell me about your second night.’ Danny instructed. Clair decided there was no point in hiding anything from him. Anyway, after all the places he had touched on her and the lovely sensations he had given her, it seemed pointless to feel embarrassed with him.
‘We stripped of to get changed for bed,’ Clair told him. ‘We felt at ease with each other, and we both looked to see how we compared. It had been a while since we’d seen each other getting changed. We both had more hairs down below and our breasts were bigger.’
‘We were both a similar build. Ginene commented on how much we’d grown. We put our night things on and got into bed. We sat up talking and Ginene asked me if I’d had any experiences with boys yet. I told her no. ‘How about you?’ I asked.’
‘I went to a neighbours birthday party a couple of months ago,’ she told me. ‘He was eighteen. There were only a few people there and at one point we were alone in the kitchen getting a drink.’
‘He came up to me and took me in his arms. He gave me my first kiss on the lips, it felt lovely. Then he put his hand up between us and caressed my breast. That sent lovely shivers through me. I was enjoying it happily until I became aware of something very hard pressing against my abdomen. As I realised it was there, it moved about vigorously on its own.’
‘Then the penny dropped. It was his cock, very hard and very worked up. I was scared then, which was daft really as there were other people in the house, but I panicked and pushed him away.’
‘He looked at me surprised, ‘What’s up?’ he asked. I pointed to the big bulge in his trousers. ‘That is.’ I told him. At that point he seemed to realise that I was frightened. ‘I’m sorry,’ he said, ‘It’s only done that because you were in my arms. I didn’t intend to scare you.’
‘What did you do?’ I asked her. ‘I told him it was ok, there was no harm done and left the room.’ Ginene answered.
‘How did you feel later on?’ I asked her. ‘I couldn’t decide,’ she admitted. ‘The kiss and the caress were really lovely. But feeling that hard rod throbbing against me was terrifying.’
‘That night in bed I started off dreaming about kissing him and then the lovely feeling of his hand on my breast. Even over my bra and my clothes it felt lovely. I started to dream we were in bed together, both naked, and he was caressing my breasts on the skin.’
‘Then my dream turned to a nightmare as I imagined that big hard thing being forced up inside me, and I thought how much it must hurt. Fortunately, I woke up before I screamed or made a noise, so at least I didn’t have any explaining to do.’
‘That must have been awful,’ I said, ‘Did you have any more nightmares?’ ‘I had the same dream a couple of times afterwards,’ she told me. ‘But each time it was further apart and then it just stopped.’
‘How would you feel if you met a boy that you really liked now?’ I asked, ‘And he wanted to hold you close.’ ‘I don’t know,’ she told me, ‘I think I’d be terrified, but I suppose if I really liked him, I’d be ok. But the idea of a cock going into me still frightens me.’ ‘I’ve had no experiences of any sort,’ I told her, ‘But the idea scares me too.’
‘We switched the light out, settled down and fell asleep. During the night I woke up to find I was on my side with my back to Ginene. She was cuddled up to my back, her knees up behind mine. I could feel her breasts through our T shirts up against my back, which gave me a strange but nice feeling.’
‘Her hand was over my waist resting on my stomach. I lay there for ages feeling content. It felt nice to have her so close. I must have fallen asleep again, because the next thing I knew was waking up the next morning. We had moved apart at some time in the night.’
‘As we were getting dressed, Ginene asked, ‘Did you feel anything unusual during the night?’ ‘Sort of,’ I told her and explained. ‘Oh, I’m sorry,’ she said, ‘It wasn’t deliberate.’ ‘Don’t worry,’ I told her, ‘It felt nice having someone so close.’
‘We went out, and in a quiet moment during the day she told me she had dreamt she was in someone’s arms during the night, and she had felt so safe. When I woke up it felt more real than a dream, which is why I asked you about it this morning.’ She told me. ‘I’m so sorry again.’
‘Stop worrying,’ I told her, ‘As I told you, it felt really nice. I didn’t mind in the least and if it happens again, it won’t bother me.’ She didn’t sound like she believed me completely but no more was said during the day.’
‘What happened in your room that night?’ Danny asked. ‘We got changed for bed, and I could tell something was bothering her. ‘Are you still worrying about last night?’ I asked her. ‘Yes,’ she admitted. ‘It’s not just what I did, it’s not being in control of myself.’
‘Come here,’ I said opening my arms. I hugged her and kept hold. ‘This is a hug,’ I told her. ‘We’ve hugged each other very many times over the years and thought nothing of it.’ She put her arms around me and hugged back. ‘I know,’ she said, ‘I suppose it’s not knowing I’m doing it that bothers me.’
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