The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 2: Surely Hes Not Shy
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 2: Surely Hes Not Shy - 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
Ian moved over and kissed all over the front of her panties, then up and down each groin. Christine was letting out a continuous cry of delight the whole time. Ian lay back at her side and took her in his arms. ‘Are you ok?’ he asked.
‘Yes,’ she said, ‘I’ve never felt so happy.’ ‘Well, we’re not going to take anything else off tonight,’ he told her, ‘You’ve already taken giant strides today. But there is one more thing you can do, if you would like to.’ He kissed her for a long time, then lay on his back.
Christine copied him. ‘I’m going to take hold of the front of my shorts and lift the waistband up a couple of inches off my stomach.’ he told her.
‘If you would like to slip your hand down inside, your friend would love you to hold him and get to know him better.’
Christine looked at him startled, but feeling so excited. He smiled at her, took hold of his shorts and lifted the front. Christine moved her hand over and rested it flat on his stomach. Her fingertips were under the elastic top of Ian’s shorts.
With her heart pounding, she slid her hand deeper inside. As she watched it disappearing, her excitement felt unbelievable. Then her fingertip touched Ian’s hairs. She let her fingers go a few inches further into them, then moved through them over to one side.
She ran a finger down his groin, shivering as she felt the side of her hand brush against his cock. She struggled not to scream in delight. Bringing her hand back up a little, she moved across through his hairs and went down the other groin.
All the time she was feeling his cock dancing about in his shorts and touching the side of her hand. Then she moved her hand over into the middle and wrapped her hand around it. As it throbbed in her hand skin to skin, she felt wonderful. She knew at that moment that she was ready to make love.
After a while, and an awful lot of pleasure, she let go of it and started feeling it all over. When she slid her hand out, she beamed at Ian. ‘That was lovely,’ she said, ‘Thank you.’ ‘Lie down now, with your head on my stomach.’ Ian told her.
He still had hold of the front of his shorts, but he had lowered them back down onto his skin. Once Christine was settled in position, he lifted the front up once more. But this time he lifted it as high as the material would allow him to. Christine was now looking straight down inside.
It wasn’t brightly lit, but she could clearly see his cock waving to her. She watched it in great excitement for what seemed like ages. Then she turned her head and kissed Ian’s abdomen. As she returned her head to the pillow, Ian lowered his shorts and turned on his side towards her.
He lifted himself up on one elbow, leaned over her and they kissed. As they did, Ian slid his hand down her front very slowly until his hand was resting on her panties directly over her hairs. His fingers were curled over between her legs.
No one had ever touched her there before, but far from feeling anything untoward, Christine was loving the sensations his touch was sending through her. Then he slid his fingertip up and down each groin before bringing his hand higher and resting it flat on her stomach with his fingertips touching the top of her panties.
He kept it still as he kept kissing her. Then she realised that he was waiting to see if she would lift her panties up, like he had done with his shorts. She didn’t hesitate, if feeling his hand over her panties had been so lovely, what would it be like on the skin.
As she lifted the front up, Ian still kissing her started to slide his hand down inside. As she felt his fingers moving through her hairs she was in a world of her own. She let go of her panties, relaxed, closed her eyes and left him to it, feeling sure that his touch would give her lots of new and lovely sensations.
Ian slid his hand right down, and as his fingers moved between her legs, he ran his index finger round in a slow gentle circle. It was immediately above the opening to her vagina. Soon it had sunk down through her hairs and she was having a fit of ecstasy.
But when it found the opening and ran around the soft skin at its edge, she was howling with delight. She had no idea why she did it, or even that she had done it, but she drew her knees up and apart. With the better access, Ian’s finger slid inside her a quarter of an inch.
Still moving round in a slow circle, he now passed over her little lump. The sensation that gave her made her scream with joy. As his finger went round again, as well as enjoying feeling his finger moving inside her, she was anxiously waiting to see if that extra special sensation would be repeated.
It was, and she screamed once more. Ian moved his finger back and keeping his finger on the lump, he slid his finger deeper into her, maintaining his contact with the lump. Christine was so worked up that his finger was already covered in her oil and was sliding ever so easily, which increased her pleasure.
He continued sliding his finger in and out of her over the lump as her cries of ecstasy grew and grew. Then Christine felt a wonderful new sensation starting deep inside her. It grew steadily sending lovely feelings shooting through her.
Soon it surpassed everything she could ever have imagined, and she felt all her body starting to seize up. The pleasure was so great she wasn’t at all worried, just too busy enjoying it. Then as she seized up completely there were still waves of delight rolling through her.
As she started to relax, Ian’s finger that had come to a stop, moved a couple more times, before slipping out of her. He took her in his arms and kissed her. When at last she could speak, she asked, ‘What on earth have I just experienced?’
‘That was the orgasm or climax that I told you about.’ he said. ‘Tonight, I gave it you with my finger as a sample. Did you realise that you had a tiny little lump just inside your vagina that my finger was sliding over?’
‘Not until tonight.’ she told him smiling.
‘When we make love, it will be my cock that slides on that lump, and if I do it right, you will have the same experience each time.’ Christine struggled to comprehend a life with such pleasure every night. She turned on her side and put her head on Ian’s shoulder.
He put an arm around her as she rested her hand over his still hard cock. In seconds he could tell she was asleep. He kissed the top of her head and moments later he had joined her. At the start of the evening, he had set his alarm for ten thirty just in case.
When it woke them, they enjoyed coming to and seeing the other on the bed alongside them. They kissed, and as Ian caressed her breasts, she put her hand between his legs. Ian had gone soft whilst he was asleep, so Christine was treated to feeling it grow from soft to hard in seconds.
They got up and had a hug and a kiss then got dressed. As Ian walked her home, she told him it had been an amazing evening, and she loved him more than ever. As he kissed her goodnight at her door, Christine told him, ‘I’ll be having some fantastic dreams tonight.’
SATURDAY - TRAVINA & ALVIN
Waking up the next morning, Travina and Alvin went into each other’s arms and then made love. Falling asleep immediately afterwards, it was late morning before they stirred. After a light breakfast they did the weekly shop, had lunch out then returned to the flat.
After putting the shopping away, they made a coffee and sat each end of the settee to discuss their future. By the time they had finished their coffees, they had decided that they both loved each other, and they would like to get married in the very near future.
‘Where would we live?’ Travina asked. ‘I’m happy here,’ she added, ‘But this was mine and Stuart’s home. If you would prefer to, we could sell it and buy somewhere new of our own.’ ‘If we live here, it will help you keep your happy memories.’ Alvin told her. ‘I have no problem with that.’
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