The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 8: It Stopped Them Dead
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 8: It Stopped Them Dead - 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
‘Where they all in your year at school?’ Cliff asked. ‘Yes, the first and second were in my form and the third one was in the next form down.’
Then she changed to a happy noise as Cliff moved up over her breasts. ‘I never expected this visit to be so enjoyable.’ she said as he massaged her shoulders.
After a quick massage on her hair, he took his hands away and asked, ‘How are you feeling now?’ ‘Surprisingly relaxed and so glad that I came.’ That’s a good sign Cliff told her. ‘In a moment, I want you to turn over and I’ll go down your back once more.’
‘Before you do, I want you to think about how much you’ve enjoyed the massage so far, and how much it has relaxed you. Then think about the massage you missed out on abroad, and how much nicer all the feelings you’ve had today would feel if they had been from a massage on your skin and not on your clothes.’
‘I’m going to pop to the bathroom, and whilst I’m out of the room, if you feel able to, take your top things off and lie on your front. Then I can massage your back directly on the skin, just like your school friends experienced when they were abroad.’
‘Although I can’t manage the good-looking foreign masseur.’ Cliff added, laughing. ‘Gwyneth smiled back, ‘I think I’d much rather have someone I can relax and enjoy it with to the full, perhaps a nice young English man, who I know will be gentle with me.’ she told him with a grin.
‘Don’t forget that you don’t have to do anything in this room unless you feel happy about it.’ Cliff reminded her. ‘If you don’t feel able to do what I suggested, just turn over as you are, ok?’ ‘Ok.’ Gwyneth replied looking quite happy.
Cliff took his time having a wee, then when he returned, he got a surprise. Gwyneth was lying face down on the settee, dressed in nothing but a bra and panties. As he sat at her side and told her, ‘Well done, I’m glad to see that you feel so at ease with me.’
‘I wasn’t sure whether you meant just my top, or my top things,’ Gwyneth told him, ‘But then I decided that if I was going to enjoy a massage on the skin of my back, it would be unkind on my legs to leave them out.’ Cliff could tell from her voice that she was laughing to herself at what she was saying.
‘I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.’ he said as he put his hands on the back of her head. He massaged gently, and soon Gwyneth called out ‘Go.’ As he massaged her bare shoulders, she cried out in excitement. ‘Oh, that feels so lovely.’ she told him.
As he moved on down her back, he asked, ‘On your dates with the three boys, how many of them kissed you goodnight when they took you home?’ ‘Two.’ she answered. ‘Which ones?’ Cliff asked. ‘The first and last one. The second one just left me to go home on my own, so I refused him when he asked me again.’
‘Quite right.’ Cliff agreed. Then as he massaged over her panties, she cried out in delight at the feeling. ‘That feels so lovely,’ she called out. ‘After Stephen, I never dreamt I’d let anyone touch me there ever again, let alone enjoy it.’
‘That’s good to hear,’ Cliff told her. ‘I’m pleased you’re enjoying it, but I’m even more pleased because it shows that you’re getting over the attack.’ He stayed a little longer on her cheeks, then as he moved down the back of her bare thighs, he asked, ‘Where abouts on your body, did the other two kiss you?’
‘The first one was on my cheek the first time, and on my lips the second time. The last one didn’t kiss me, he just said goodnight the first time, but he kissed my cheek the second time. Then he gave me a very quick kiss on the lips the last time.’
‘How did they hold you as they kissed you?’ Cliff asked. ‘The first one just held my shoulders the first time but put his arms around me and held me close the second time. The last one held me in his arms as he kissed my cheek the second time.’
‘But on the third time, as he kissed me on the lips briefly, he held me tight to him.’ Cliff was on the way back up her legs as he asked, ‘How did you feel when the first one held you close on his last time?’ ‘I was nervous,’ Gwyneth admitted, ‘It was a new experience, but it was exciting and nice to be so close too.’
‘What about the last one?’ ‘I was disappointed to get a kiss on the cheek the second time,’ she admitted. ‘Then the last time was nice, but far too short.’ ‘How did you feel on the occasions you were held close and your breasts were pressed against their chests?’
She remained silent as he massaged over her panties once more. Feeling his hands on her cheeks with just her thin panties between them was sending lovely shivers through her. It wasn’t until he moved on up her back that she managed to answer.
‘It felt exciting, and I wondered if any of them would try to feel my breasts. I had no idea if I would let them if they did, or if I would even like it, but the thought was exciting and when none of them even tried, I felt disappointed.’ ‘Where did you put your own hands when they held you close?’ Cliff asked.
‘After they took me in their arms, I went to put my arms around them. But by the time I did, they were moving away.’ Cliff massaged the back of her head and told her to turn over. As she settled on her back he had a clearer view of her breasts.
She was wearing a lilac-coloured bra, and matching panties. As usual there was a bit of bare breast showing above and below each cup of her bra. Through her panties, he could see a dark patch of hairs between her legs. Some of her hairs were sticking out down each groin. Gwyneth watched him studying her and wondered what he was thinking.
She was amazed how at ease she was feeling about him looking at her in her present state of undress. Cliff smiled at her. ‘I’ll go down your front again now,’ he told her. ‘You’re clearly relaxing well, so you don’t need to say ‘Go’ anymore.’ He massaged the front of her head, and this time included her temples.
As she lay there enjoying the feeling, she felt excited about the coming massage down her front with so much exposed skin. She had often dreamt of a boy being in bed with her, but she knew that after today, those dreams would be far, far, better.
As he massaged the front of her shoulders, she started crying out in delight. Then as his hands moved down and briefly touched the bare breast above her bra, she couldn’t stop her cries increasing in volume. As they massaged directly on her bra, she almost felt sick, she was so excited.
When he massaged over the bare breast below her bra, she couldn’t stop herself crying out, ‘That feels exquisite.’ Not that she tried very hard. ‘Do you know what happens to a man when he gets sexually excited?’ Cliff asked. ‘Yes, his cock swells up until it’s very hard.’ Gwyneth told him.
‘I remember that from the sex lesson we had in our first year.’ ‘Did you feel that happen to any of the boys when they held you close?’ he asked as he moved up onto the front of her panties. ‘No, but I didn’t put my hand anywhere near their cocks.’ she answered, sounding puzzled.
Then she just made a long happy moaning noise as she felt Cliffs hands massaging all over the front of her panties. When his hands moved over her hairs, she had to fight the urge to draw her knees up. Then as he moved on down the front of her thighs he continued.
‘You wouldn’t need to,’ Cliff told her. ‘If they were pressed close to you and they got hard, you’d be in no doubt about it.’ ‘I’ve never seen a cock, soft or hard,’ she told him sounding wistful. ‘I’ve never felt one with my hand either. I didn’t even see Stephens. I guess you know why that was?’
‘Yes.’ Cliff agreed. ‘Stand up for a moment.’ When they were both standing, Cliff held his arms out. ‘Would you like a hug?’ he asked. ‘Yes, please, that would be really nice.’ came the immediate response as she looked pleased and excited.
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