The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 1: No Trace Of Me
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 1: No Trace Of Me - 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
With his own heart pounding, he squeezed out from under her head and tried her neck and her wrist. With considerable relief he felt a faint pulse. A hand on her stomach at the bottom of her rib cage detected slight movement and brought even more relief at finding that she was still breathing.
He took hold of her legs, lifted them up, and knelt on the settee holding them to him so they were straight up in the air. It seemed an eternity before he saw her stiring. A wave of relief flowed through him. As Jade opened her eyes, she was puzzled to find herself completely naked and a boy holding her legs up in the air.
Cliff smiled at her. ‘You fainted,’ he told her, ‘I think the excitement was too much for you.’ Everything started coming back to her. The stripping off, the lovely touches and then that amazing feeling that was the last thing she remembered before passing out.
Cliff lowered her legs back down, then squeezed back under her head. ‘Just lie still for a while,’ he told her as he stroked her forehead. ‘The last thing I remember was an amazingly lovely feeling deep inside me.’ Jade told him. ‘I was just about to demonstrate, using my finger, how nice it should feel when a boy puts his cock inside you.’ Cliff told her.
‘It’s not a bit like whatever you experienced at work.’ he assured her. ‘But in view of your faint, I think we’ll move on to what happened to you.’ As she looked so disappointed, he added, ‘But I’ll try again afterwards, if you’d like me to.’
‘Yes please,’ Jade told him, looking much happier, ‘The beginning felt so lovely, I’d hate to miss out on the rest of it.’ Cliff rested his other hand on her hairs, making her cry out happily. ‘What was the change at work three months ago?’ he asked. ‘Mr Holdsworth had been struggling for a while to keep up with the demand for his solicitor work.’
‘The extra time he had gained when rent collection was changed to standing orders, had soon been eaten up by an increase in customers. He had mentioned the idea of taking on another solicitor, but there wasn’t enough work for two of them full time.’
‘Then three months ago, Mr Stanley arrived. I guess he was around thirtyish. Apparently, he was the nephew of someone Mr Holdsworth knew. He had only recently qualified as a solicitor, so after having difficulty finding a position, he had managed to find one day jobs with two different firms.’
‘Mr Holdsworth was his third. He was hoping the other two days each week would be filled in with occasional extra days for one of the three firms. He came in every Monday. I didn’t particularly take to him, but he was polite enough and was not any problem at the start.’
‘Mr Holdsworth seemed happy enough with his work. After the first month, Mr Holdsworth offered him a regular extra day which would be flexible to fit in with his other jobs. On the second day that he came in each week, Mr Holdsworth took a half day off.’
‘Then at the end of the second month, Mr Holdsworth took a full day off.
With just me and Stephen in the office, naturally we chatted. We didn’t talk a lot, neither of us were particularly chatty types. But I discovered he was single.’
‘He lived in a shared flat and had ambitions of having his own firm of solicitors. The first of Mr Holdsworth’s full days off was uneventful. Stephen dealt with all the incoming calls and callers, and I sorted files and typed all sorts of documents on my computer as usual.’
‘Then three weeks yesterday, everything changed. That Friday was Stephens extra day, and Mr Holdsworth was off. The morning and early afternoon were just the same as always. We both mainly got on with our work and said a few words to each other occasionally.’
‘Stephen knew I lived at home with my mum. Around four o’clock he asked me if I had a boyfriend. I just answered with a polite, ‘No.’ I wasn’t going to discuss that with him. ‘I don’t have a girlfriend either,’ he told me. ‘I did once, but she moved on. I miss her.’ he said sounding sad.’
‘It’s always hard when you lose someone close to you,’ I agreed, thinking of my dad. Then he astounded me. ‘She was a bitch,’ he said, ‘I was glad to see the back of her. When I say I miss her, it was having sex with her that I miss, she was good at that.’
‘Don’t you miss it too?’ he asked. ‘I don’t think we should be discussing this,’ I told him, ‘I hardly know you that well.’ I don’t know how he guessed but he leered at me and said, ‘You’re still a virgin, aren’t you?’ ‘That’s none of your business.’ I retorted.’
‘Nothing more was said and at finishing time we went out. He seemed to be hanging back and as I started down the stairs, I heard the office door close. I looked round and he’d gone. I assumed he must have forgotten something and gone back in.’
‘I was just glad to get away from him and went home. The following Thursday was his second day of the week. Mr Holdsworth was off and we two had worked most of the day in silence apart from essential work conversation. Then around four o’clock he started again.’
‘I’ll bet you’ve been dreaming about having my great big dick inside you ever since last week.’ he said. ‘Don’t flatter yourself,’ I told him, ‘The only thoughts I’ve had about you is how disgusting you are.’ ‘I knew you’d be thinking about me.’ he said sounding pleased.’
‘Any decent person would be upset at being called disgusting,’ I told him, ‘It’s nothing to be proud about.’ He just ignored that and asked, ‘How many times have you had sex since last Friday, or are you still a virgin?’ I ignored that and glared at him.’
‘He just grinned and told me, ‘I like virgins, there’s something special about letting a novice have such a good first-time experience like she’d get with me. I’m proud of the size of my dick.’ ‘You’re disgusting.’ I told him. ‘I don’t want to hear any more about it.’
‘I looked down at my computer screen and started typing. A few minutes later I glanced up to find him watching me. He had a not very nice grin on his face. ‘I knew you’d look up,’ he told me, ‘Thinking of my big dick has got you all worked up, I know you’re gagging for it.’
‘I didn’t respond, but I thought to myself, ‘No wonder his girlfriend left him.’ At five o’clock when we were packing up, we both headed for the office door at the same time. As we reached it, he turned to face me and said, ‘Just say the word and I’ll give you the best sex you’ll ever have.’
‘As he spoke, his hand shot out and he grabbed my breast. It hurt as he was very rough. ‘How dare you touch me.’ I said as I smacked his face. I was so angry, and frightened, I must have put more effort into it than I realised. The sound reverberated around the room.’
‘Ow!’ he said holding his cheek which had gone very red, ‘You little vixen. But I love someone with a bit of fight in them.’ he said, apparently unabashed. ‘When we have sex, you can fight as hard as you want, you’ll enjoy it even more.’ ‘I’d never have sex with you,’ I told him, ‘Not even if you were the last man on earth.’
‘I pulled the door open and marched out. My heart was beating like mad in case he grabbed me and pulled me back into the office. But he made no attempt to follow me. I heard the office door close and glanced round. He’d gone. He must have gone back into the office.’
‘I was fuming all the way home. Then I made myself calm down. I couldn’t tell mum any of that, she’d be terribly upset and I knew I wouldn’t be able to bring myself to tell Mr Holdsworth. Anyway, there was no proof that it had ever happened. I decided to wait until Monday and see if he’d learnt his lesson and given up.’
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