The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 7: Goodnight Ladies
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 7: Goodnight Ladies - 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 Rape Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Torture Anal Sex First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Doctor/Nurse Teacher/Student
‘Why don’t you leave it to me?’ I suggested. ‘I’ll tell the others over breakfast.’ She looked very relieved at that. ‘Thank you.’ she said and kissed me on my cheek. It felt lovely. I had a great dream that night.’
As Lewis reached the top of Morris’s legs, he went silent as he watched Lewis’s hands massage all over his balls, over his cock which was still lying flat and limp. As Lewis ran his fingertips up and down each groin Morris made more happy noises.
Then when Lewis picked his cock up and held it in his hand, Morris called out, ‘That feels lovely. I never expected I’d ever feel anyone holding that again. Lewis smiled at him and ran his finger around the tip and gave it one stroke.
Lying it down, he continued to massage upwards. Morris gave another happy cry and resumed where he left off.’ ‘Over breakfast I announced that Joan and I weren’t fussy about going shopping, so we were going to have a walk along the railway path and see some of the countryside.’
‘I could tell from her face Aunty Em didn’t like the idea and was about to say something. But mum jumped in right away.’ ‘That’s an excellent idea,’ she said, ‘We don’t want to drag you round the shops when you could be having a nice walk in the fresh air.’ ‘You didn’t bring any walking boots.’ Joans mum said sounding quite short. ‘It’s ok,’ I told her, ‘We’re walking on the old railway bed.’
‘It’s been made into a proper walking route and has a good surface.’ She gave up at that point but was clearly annoyed.’ Mum gave me a wink. After breakfast Aunty Em was fussing about her taking a mac and making sure she had her phone.’
‘Eventually we set out. Aunty Em watching us out of sight. When we reached and joined the path, we were well out of sight of the hotel. Joan linked arms with me. That felt nice. ‘This is lovely,’ she said, ‘I feel so free.’
As Lewis reached his head, Morris stopped speaking and looked Lewis expectantly. ‘Turn over,’ Lewis instructed, ‘Then I’ll massage every inch of your back on the skin with nothing in the way. Morris beamed and turned over. As soon as Lewis started massaging the back of his head, he carried on.
‘We chatted away as we walked, Joan too. After about an hour we came to a bench seat at the side of the path. ‘Do you want to sit and have a rest,’ I asked. ‘Yes please,’ Joan said, ‘I love walking, but I don’t get much chance to do it.’ I didn’t comment, but I was starting to realise that Joans life was strictly controlled.’
‘When we sat, Joan said, ‘I’m sorry to hold up the walk.’ ‘You’re not,’ I replied. ‘I’m happy to have a rest too. Besides, sitting out in the country with a beautiful girl at my side is even more enjoyable than walking.’ She blushed and gave me a lovely smile.’
‘We chatted for a while and eventually I asked her what terrified her the most about having a boyfriend. She seemed unsure about answering and then looked all round to make sure no one was close enough to hear. ‘Having sex.’ she told me, going bright red.’
‘Anything particularly?’ I asked. ‘What do you call your thingy?’ she asked, pointing between my legs. ‘My cock,’ I replied. ‘Well, the thought of a hard cock being forced into me sounds terribly painful, and the idea terrifies me.’
As Lewis reached his waist, Morris stopped to concentrate on the lovely feelings passing through his cheeks. ‘I could stand that all day.’ he called out. Then as Lewis moved off onto the back of his thighs, he resumed his tale.
‘Why would it be forced into you?’ I asked, ‘Surely a boyfriend would do it gently, especially on your first time.’ ‘I don’t know,’ she said, ‘But the book I read said that men can get so worked up when they’re aroused that they lose all control.’
‘Well, I can’t speak from experience,’ I told her, ‘But I couldn’t imagine ever trying to put my cock into any girl’s vagina, without doing it gently. I know I’d be terrified of hurting her. Could you be getting mixed up with him thrusting in and out once he’s inside you?’
‘I don’t know, it’s possible,’ she said, ‘I didn’t fully understand all that I read.’ She smiled at me, ‘I love being able to talk to you,’ she said, ‘I could never talk to mum about anything like this.’ ‘Well, perhaps you can teach me some of the things you learned from your book,’ I said. ‘It might help both of us.’
‘Ok,’ she said, ‘I’ve never met anyone before who I felt able to even mention anything to do with sex, let alone discuss it. But I feel so at ease with you.’ We got up and continued our walk. We had only gone a few steps when her hand found mine.’
‘That’s nice,’ I told her, giving her a smile. We walked on hand in hand, both pointing out things of interest and stopping occasionally to take a photo. There were some lovely views. Around one o’clock we saw a signpost saying ‘Café’ so we left the path.’
There was another pause as Morris enjoyed the massage on his cheeks before carrying on. ‘Not far away there were a couple of small shops, one of which was a café. We went in and had a coffee and a cake. We had only just sat down when Joans phone went. ‘Hi mum,’ she said and listened. ‘It’s a lovely walk,’ she told her, ‘The views are fantastic.’
‘We’ve just found a quaint café just off the path and are having a coffee and a cake. Ok, I will,’ she said and hung up.’ ‘You don’t want to know.’ she said as I looked at her. ‘It was such a lovely little place we had another coffee after our cakes. Then when Joan went to the toilet I went up and paid.’
‘When she came back, I stood up to go. ‘What about paying?’ Joan asked. ‘It’s done,’ I said, ‘My treat.’ As we headed back to the path, Joan said, ‘I should have gone halves with you.’ ‘You can do that if we do it again,’ I told her, ‘But I have often thought that even in these days of equality, I would still insist on paying on the first date.’
‘Is this a date?’ she asked surprised. ‘No, I don’t suppose it is.’ I said, ‘But please let me dream.’ She gave me a lovely smile. ‘I’ll be dreaming tonight too.’ she said sounding very happy. ‘I suggest we go on for half an hour, then turn back.’ I said.’
Morris gave a happy sigh as Lewis reached his head. ‘Turn over,’ Lewis told him. As he turned Morris gave him a beaming smile. ‘That was lovely,’ he said, ‘Thank you.’ He settled happily on his back, not even paying any attention to his naked front. Even his cock lying soft and in full view.
‘Joan was happy with that and put her hand back in mine.’ Morris continued. ‘As we walked along, we passed lots of people, most of whom said hello. On the occasions when there was no one around we would return to the subject of sex.’
‘How do you imagine you would go about going to bed with a girlfriend?’ Joan asked. ‘Well first of all I’d have to be sure she really wanted to,’ I told her, ‘It’s not something I’d want to push anyone into.’ ‘That’s very thoughtful.’ she told me.’
‘How would you get undressed?’ she asked me. ‘How do you mean,’ I asked puzzled. ‘Well, the book I read said that the nicest way is to undress each other, taking turns one item at a time.’ ‘Wow,’ I said that sounds lovely.’
‘But then,’ I added, ‘If it bothered the girl, I wouldn’t mind if we undressed ourselves in the dark and got into bed without being seen. At least for a few times, until we got used to each other.’ ‘The book also said that the boy would want to put his finger in my vagina.’ Joan told me.’
‘How would you feel about that?’ I asked. ‘I’m not sure,’ she said, ‘I’d be very scared.’ ‘If he did, it would only be fair if he let you have a feel of his cock.’ I told her. ‘The book said the same.’ she told me. ‘How would you feel doing that?’ I asked her.’
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