The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 7: Its Meant To Be There
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 7: Its Meant To Be There - 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
‘But I am not a fully working female either, I have no breasts for a lover to feel, and I can’t breast feed any babies either. What you see,’ she said patting her breast, ‘Is just special padding in my bra. Naked I’m very ugly, with a completely flat chest. I don’t even have nipples anymore.’
‘We’re a right pair, aren’t we?’ Sandra said. ‘You could never be ugly,’ Kurt told her, ‘You’re too much of a lovely lady.’ ‘And you’re a lovely man.’ Sandra said. ‘Tell me, if you don’t think you were a nice person before, how is it that you are now?’
‘Apparently removing a man’s balls can completely change his character,’ Kurt told her. ‘But also, since I told Alvin about it, he has taught me a lot of things, including how to be a nice person. Although he says I already was deep inside.’
‘I’m sure he’s right about that.’ Sandra said. ‘Well, our missing bits don’t need to stop us being friends and dancing partners do they?’ she asked. ‘No,’ Kurt said looking very happy, ‘That would be lovely.’ ‘Can we still hug and kiss too?’ she asked.
‘That would be wonderful,’ Kurt said, ‘It felt so good holding you in my arms last night. I felt so sad at the thought of losing you.’ ‘I did too,’ Sandra said, ‘Perhaps we were meant for each other.’ ‘Would you come and sit by me, so I can put my arm around you?’ Kurt asked.
Sandra didn’t reply, she just slid along the settee and nestled up against him. As Kurt put his strong arm around her shoulders, she looked up at him and smiled. ‘I never expected to ever be in this position again.’ she told him.
‘Nor I.’ Kurt said and leaned down and kissed her on her lips. Sandra returned his kiss. Then they sat in silence for a while, both feeling so happy just being close. Sandra was the first to speak. ‘I could sit like this forever.’ she said smiling up at Kurt.
He kissed the top of her head, ‘So could I,’ he replied, ‘So could I.’ ‘How about we go out and find somewhere for Sunday lunch.’ Sandra suggested, ‘Then we can come back here afterwards.’ ‘That would be nice, I’d like that.’ Kurt agreed. ‘Just let me text Alvin.’
‘He’s gone out for the day with Carry, but he was planning on coming back home early. He doesn’t need to now.’ As Sandra looked puzzled, Kurt told her, ‘I felt sure you wouldn’t want me around when I told you and Alvin knew I’d be upset at loosing you.’
‘He’s a really good friend, isn’t he,’ Sandra said, ‘You’re very lucky to have him. I like him too.’ Kurt sent his text whilst Sandra rang to book a restaurant. They walked to a local hotel and had an enjoyable lunch as they chatted to each other.
It was three courses, and they had some wine with it. They declined coffee afterwards as Sandra said she would make them one when they got back. They walked back arm in arm, both feeling very happy. They sat on the settee with their coffees.’
When they’d finished them, Sandra slid along the settee and nestled against Kurt who put his arm around her again and kissed her head. ‘Did you say you had been married?’ Kurt asked, ‘I never got that close to anyone.’
‘Not exactly,’ Sandra said, her happy face looking sad. ‘Don’t tell me if it upsets you.’ Kurt told her. ‘No,’ it’s ok,’ she told him, ‘It does upset me, but I’d like you to know. I met Max at work, and we got on well. We got this house and moved in together almost twelve years ago now. We thought about getting married, but we never got around to it. We were very happy, or so I thought.’
‘We wanted children, but it never happened. We thought about having tests, but Max didn’t like the idea, so we never got round to it. Then six years ago I had my operation. The first time he saw me without my breasts he went very strange and became quite standoffish.’
‘Admittedly it wasn’t a pretty sight, with all the scar tissue, but I just assumed he’d get used to it and all would be well. Then not long afterwards he started going out on his own in the evening. ‘To the pub for a drink with the lads,’ he told me.’
‘I was fine with that, even though he had only done it rarely before. But one night when he came home, I noticed he smelt more of perfume than beer. That alerted me and when it happened the next two times he went out, I tasked him about it.’
‘He admitted he’d been seeing some girl he’d met in the pub, and the last few times he went out he had gone to hers to go to bed with her. I was heartbroken and cried my eyes out. He didn’t seem to care and made it plain he had no intention of breaking it off.’
‘He told me that as I was no longer the full woman he’d known, he was entitled to go elsewhere.’ I cried myself to sleep that night, then later in the week Max just moved out and moved in with the other woman.’
‘I’ve been on my own ever since. I didn’t allow myself to get close to anyone after that, until you came along.’ she said, her face lighting up again. ‘Although I admit I didn’t expect it to last once you knew.’ ‘Where is he now?’ Kurt asked.
‘I have no idea,’ Sandra said. ‘I heard that they split up after three months and then he left work, so I know nothing about him after that. I hope he found someone,’ she said, ‘We had six happy years together.’ Kurt kissed her head and told her she was an angel.
‘Do you mind if I ask, do you still have er, urges?’ Sandra said. ‘I don’t mind you asking me anything, ever,’ Kurt told her with a smile. ‘Yes, I do. I don’t have the same urge to have sex anymore, although I still dream about it. But the urge to hold a pretty girl in my arms is still there.’
‘The desire to undress her, to feel and kiss and explore her naked body is still strong. As is the longing to lie in bed naked in each other’s arms, even though I can’t do anything. Just feeling her exploring my body would be lovely.’
‘Yes,’ Sandra told him, ‘I can understand that. I’ve missed having someone that close, far more than I’ve missed having sex. This sounds terribly forward,’ she said, ‘But although I’ve no breasts for you to feel, I don’t want you to think that you can’t do anything else you would normally try to do.’
‘Did Max ever feel your front afterwards?’ Kurt asked. ‘No, never,’ Sandra told him, ‘He only looked at it once, then always avoided it after that.’ ‘So how do you think you would feel if my hand was moving all over your front?’ Kurt asked, ‘Or if we were in bed together naked and I was looking at it and kissing all over it.’
‘I’d be nervous the first time it happened,’ Sandra told him, ‘Not because of what you were doing, that would be nice. But I’d be worried that seeing it, or feeling it, might put you off me.’ ‘Well, when you feel ready, tell me and we can go to bed together and put your mind at rest.’ Kurt told her, smiling.
‘I’ve dreamt about doing that since I met you.’ Sandra told him. ‘Yes, dreams are lovely, aren’t they,’ Kurt replied. ‘You have been in my dreams too. But in my dreams, all my bits worked.’ ‘Excuse me a moment,’ Sandra said getting up and leaving the room.
A few minutes later she returned wearing a bath robe. ‘If you don’t mind,’ she said, ‘I want you to see my scars.’ Kurt stood up and took her in his arms. ‘You don’t need to do that,’ he said kissing her. ‘We could have gone to bed in the dark until you felt used to me enough to put the light on.’
‘You’re so considerate,’ she told him. ‘Please sit down again.’ As Kurt sat back on the settee, Sandra opened the bathrobe and let it drop off her shoulders. She stood there completely naked. Her chest was absolutely flat, with scars to be seen, but no nipples.
Her stomach was flat and the tuft of hairs between her legs looked so exciting. Kurt smiled at her. ‘You look lovely,’ he said, ‘Can I stand up now?’ When she said, ‘Yes.’ Kurt stood up, pulled his top off and took her into his arms.
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