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The Life of Lewis

Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas

Chapter 2: Invited To Stop Over

Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 2: Invited To Stop Over - 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  

By now it was eleven o’clock, so they stood up, hugged and kissed. This time Alvin reached between them and caressed her breasts. Travina put her hand down between his legs and rested it over his still hard cock which made it do a dance.

‘Come to me for a meal next Friday,’ Travina said. ‘I’d love us to have another lovely evening like we did last time, and that’s fine if you don’t feel ready to go any further yet. But if you’d like to stop over, I’d love that too. Don’t tell me now,’ she said as Alvin was about to answer, ‘Let me dream until next week.’

They had a longer kiss, then Alvin showed her out. As he waved and watched her car drive away, he was glad it was getting dark so no one would see the bulge in his trousers, still moving about in excitement as he thought about next week.

Ian arrived home soon afterwards. They hugged, then went and stripped off before going to the bathroom for Ian’s weekly weigh in. When he stepped off the scales, Alvin told him, ‘Sorry, you haven’t lost anything this week, but look on the bright side, you haven’t put anything on either.’

They went and got into bed under the duvet as it was so late. Lying in each other’s arms, Ian asked him about his evening. ‘It was lovely, and I’ve been invited to Travina’s for a meal next Friday.’ Alvin told him. ‘This is getting a regular thing.’ Ian commented smiling, ‘I’m so pleased for you.’

‘There’s more,’ Alvin told him, ‘Travina told me that if I wanted to, I could stop over.’ ‘That’s even better,’ Ian said, ‘I presume you are going to? ‘If she’s still sure about it next Friday, then yes I will.’ Alvin told him. Ian reached down and held his cock. It was rock hard. ‘Someone agrees with your decision.’ he said.

Ian had had an evening with Christine and her parents at her home. He told Alvin that her mum and dad were treating him like a son. ‘Sounds like they are thinking of you as a son in law,’ Alvin told him. ‘Mind you, seeing you and Christine together, that’s not at all unreasonable.’

Holding Alvins hard cock had made Ian’s cock go hard too. They turned to face each other, kissed, and took hold of each other’s cocks. Seconds later they were fast asleep.

SATURDAY – IAN AND CHRISTINE

Saturday Alvin and Ian had a lie in, then after breakfast they gave the flat a good clean. They put their washing in the machine and then went out and did their weeks shopping. That evening Alvin was going to Sandra and Kurts for dinner. They had asked him if he’d like to bring Ian too, but Alvin had told them that Ian was already committed that evening.

Alvin left at half five, leaving Ian busy preparing dinner for himself and Christine. At six o’clock Christine arrived, and after a very long kiss and a caress of her breasts over her clothes, they sat down at the table. The starter of a prawn cocktail was already on the table.

Ian served a glass of white wine with it. There was a bottle of red on the table too, ready for the main course. ‘Two bottles,’ Christine said grinning. ‘Are you trying to get me drunk, so you can have your wicked way with me?’

‘Do I need to?’ Ian replied, grinning back. ‘No, but I don’t believe that you would ever do that anyway.’ she said as she tucked in. After their meal they cleared up and sat on the settee. Ian sat at the end and Christine lay down with her head on his lap.

He stroked her head and her forehead with one hand and caressed her breasts with his other. They chatted about all sorts, including when they would first make love and where they would do it. ‘I wouldn’t want to upset mum and dad by staying out all night.’ Christine told him.

‘We can always come here one evening, Alvin won’t mind.’ Ian told her, ‘But how do you feel about actually doing it?’ he asked. ‘I’m nervous, because I’ve never done it before,’ Christine told him, ‘But I’m excited too. I know you’ll look after me, so I know I shouldn’t be worried, but I can’t stop.’

‘Can you tell me what parts worry you?’ Ian asked. ‘How I’ll react to seeing you naked for one thing,’ she told him. ‘The nearest to a naked man I’ve ever seen is dad in his shorts on his way to the bathroom. I’ve never seen a cock, soft or otherwise, and I’m scared about the first time one goes inside me.’

‘I’ll also feel embarrassed the first time you see my body.’ ‘You shouldn’t,’ Ian said, ‘Even with your clothes on I can tell it’s a lovely one. It certainly excites me every time I think about you. Anyway, there’s a simple answer,’ Ian told her, ‘Much as I’d love to take you to bed with me, I don’t expect it to happen right now.’

‘But we could lead up to it in gentle steps, so that by the time you feel ready, there’ll be nothing that bothers you. Or of course we could just forget it altogether until you feel ready. I won’t rush you or push you into anything you don’t want to do.’

‘But I do want to,’ Christine said, ‘That’s the trouble. I dream every night that we are in bed in each other’s arms. It’s just that we don’t do anything but hold each other close, because in my dream I’m too scared to try.’

‘Ian,’ she said suddenly, looking up at him, ‘I can feel something moving against the side of my head.’ ‘That’s my cock getting excited because we’re talking about being in bed together,’ Ian told her. ‘Don’t worry, it’s well fastened up inside my trousers. Do you want to move away from it.’

Christine didn’t speak for a few moments, then as she felt it moving about, it sent excited shivers running up and down her body. ‘No,’ she said sounding surprised. ‘Thank you, but I don’t feel at all frightened, so I’ll stay here.’ Ian smiled at her.

‘He’s trying to tell you that he’s quite nice really and he’d like to be friends with you.’ Ian told her. Christine laughed. They lay still for a while, then Ian said, ‘How about we swop over so I can have a lie down?’ ‘Ok.’ she said as she sat up.

When Ian stood up, she looked at the bulge in the front of his trousers and felt a slight touch of nerves as she saw it moving about on its own. She sat at the end of the settee and Ian stretched out with his head on her lap. She automatically put one hand on his head and her other arm over his waist, just like he had done.

As she put her arm over his waist she glanced down and saw that her arm was only inches above the moving bulge. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. ‘How do you feel when I caress your breasts?’ Ian asked. ‘It feels lovely,’ she said. ‘You’re so gentle and it sends lovely feelings through me.’

‘Well, it does the same for me,’ Ian told her. ‘Do you know something different we could do that would do the same for both of us and probably help you towards losing your fear?’ ‘Go on, tell me.’ she said. ‘If whilst I’m lying here, you moved your hand around, you could rest it flat and still on top of my trousers, over my cock.’

As Christine looked astounded, Ian continued, ‘If you found that you liked it, you could leave your hand there for as long as you wanted to. You could even move it around and feel it if you wished. Or you could just take your hand away immediately. Any of them would feel lovely to both of us, and it would start to get rid of your fears.’

Ian reached one hand up and stroked her breast gently. As Christine made a happy noise at the feeling, Ian told her, ‘We’ve got a lifetime ahead of us, don’t do it unless you feel happy about it.’ His comment about a lifetime really excited her, ‘He sounds like he wants to spend his whole life with me.’ she thought to herself.

‘But then,’ she thought, ‘That’s what I’ve been dreaming since I met him.’ She tried to tear her eyes away from his moving trousers but couldn’t. Almost as if it sensed her desire, Ian’s cock kept flexing. ‘He’s waving at you to say he’d like to shake hands.’ Ian told her.

 
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