The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 3: What Are You Getting At
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 3: What Are You Getting At - 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
Recognising it from when Cliff had given her one earlier, she felt so excited.
As it built up and sent lovely waves of delight rolling through her, she knew that this one would be even better than the first one. As she stiffened up, she just relaxed and let it take her.’
As the lovely feelings flowed through her she felt so happy and so much love for this boy who had done so much for her. Cliff’s cock had come to a standstill, but soon it was released. He resumed thrusting, going faster and faster.
Gwyneth felt his cock thrusting in and out fast like a piston, the different feelings that gave her were wonderful too. When Cliff gave some even faster and extra hard thrusts, she heard him scream out in ecstasy and his cock throbbed like mad inside her.
As he slowed down and stopped, he lay still on top of her. She felt his cock shrink inside her. That felt very special. She wrapped her arms and legs around him once more and wished she could keep him inside her forever. ‘Let me go now.’ Cliff instructed.
She felt him reach in between them, then his cock slipped out of her as he moved back onto his heels. She saw his condom hanging down off the end of his now limp cock, the end full of his sperm. As he took it off, she watched him wipe his cock and then wrap the condom up in the tissue.
He explained what he had just done, holding the condom as he pulled out, and why it was necessary. Then he lay down beside her and took her in his arms. They kissed, then fell asleep. Waking half an hour later to Cliff’s alarm, he explained about the need to set one.
Then they had a long kiss. ‘That was such a lovely and wonderful experience,’ Gwyneth told him, ‘Will it really always be like that, even with someone else?’ ‘Yes,’ Cliff told her. ‘Because now you know how to do it properly, if you need to, you will now be able to teach your boyfriend.’
‘Now, you’ve seen and felt your first hard cock,’ Cliff told her. ‘So have a look and a feel of it now that it’s gone soft.’ Gwyneth lay with her head on his stomach, watching her hand as she played with it. Then she kissed it. Cliff gave a happy cry as she did.
‘As you can tell, my cock is considerably smaller than Stephens was,’ Cliff told her. ‘There are people who have cocks even bigger than Stephens, although the average size is somewhere between mine and Stephens. But whatever size your boyfriends cock turns out to be, if it’s used right, it will do exactly what you’ve experienced today. No more, no less.’
‘Stand up now.’ he instructed. They had a standup naked hug and a kiss, then got dressed. Cliff folded up the settee, and they had another hug and kiss as Gwyneth thanked him for everything he had done. He saw her out and waved as she drove away.
He cleared up and went home.
SUNDAY - RAILWAY
Cliff called for Rosemary and they walked to the railway arm in arm. Cliff worked with Mitch all day on the old station. Luke was busy down the track with the JCB and Jade was also down the track with Duncan and some of the others, working on fencing.
Jasper had taken over Luke’s bridge and was busy chipping out joints ready for repointing. Cliff told Mitch that he had been to Huddersfield during the week and sorted out the lad John Kirkham had abused. ‘He hasn’t been eating properly since,’ he told him. He was in a terrible state, almost a skeleton.’
‘Will he be ok now?’ Mitch asked. ‘No, that’s a daft question,’ he amended immediately, grinning. ‘Is he already fully recovered?’ ‘Not quite,’ Cliff admitted with a smile, ‘But he soon will be. I left two locals to make sure he eats regularly from now on.’
Mitch looked at him with his head on one side. ‘You just plucked them off the street I presume?’ he queried, laughing. ‘No, they were people he already knew, but they just needed someone to point out that he needed their help and guiding in the right direction to what they could do.’ ‘He’s a very lucky lad.’ Mitch commented.
At the end of the day, Cliff and Rosemary went back to Cliffs and had dinner with his mum and dad. They both felt completely at home now in each other’s homes and with each other’s parents. Afterwards, Cliff walked her home.
He went in for a coffee and a chat with Rosemary’s parents and accepted their invite for dinner with them the following Sunday. As he did so, Rosemary said, ‘We’re just like an old married couple, aren’t we, alternating our Sunday dinners between our parents.’
‘Well, it’s nice to do that and it’s good practice.’ Cliff agreed. He spotted Rosemary’s mum and dad smile at each other. ‘How would you feel if we were to get married?’ Cliff asked, looking at them. ‘Once we had left school. And we were working and could support ourselves of course.’
‘For some reason, the possibility had already crossed our minds,’ her mum told them smiling. ‘We would be delighted.’ Her dad nodded in agreement. They both got up and gave mum and dad a hug and a kiss. Cliff saying, ‘Thank you,’ to each of them as he did.
When it was time to leave, Cliff gave both parents a hug and a kiss as he usually did, although now it felt even more special. As Rosemary saw him out, they hugged and kissed in the hall. ‘Next time we’re at mine, we better bring the subject up and say the same thing.’ Cliff suggested. Rosemary agreed.
Then they concentrated on kissing and feeling each other. Cliff walked happily up the path, with his usual bulge preceding him.
MONDAY NIGHT - CLIFF & LESLIE
After going to his room to get ready for bed, Cliff rang Leslie. He was clearly very happy to hear from him. He told him what he’d done over the weekend and all about his visit to see Edith. ‘I feel so much better and happier already.’ he told Cliff.
‘Edith was lovely, I felt a bit nervous going in, but she gave me a lovely smile as soon as I walked in. She sent me through to the kitchen to make us both a coffee. I felt very privileged. Mary the other lady in the shop, gave me a smile and called out ‘Hi Leslie.’ as I passed. I smiled back and said ‘Hi’ too.’
‘I’d just finished making the coffees when Edith and Mary came in. Mary picked her things up, said a cheery ‘Bye’ to us both and left. Edith asked me how my weekend had been. She seemed pleased to hear that I hadn’t just moped around the flat all weekend.’
‘She asked me about my mum and she was so sympathetic. ‘This is what I thought we’d do,’ she told me. ‘I’ve made a list of everything I think you’ll need to see you through the coming week. I’ve assumed you have nothing in your flat.’
‘We’ll go round the shop together and get everything on the list, unless you tell me, ‘I’ve already got that,’ or ‘I don’t like that.’ Are you ok with the idea?’ ‘Yes, that would be lovely, thank you.’ I told her. ‘I’ve tried to keep to things that just need heating up or require very little preparation.’
‘Then we’ll look through what we’ve got, and you can tell me if there’s anything you don’t think you can manage to prepare.’ We walked round loading the trolly. I didn’t turn down anything, because the few items I had already got at the flat were getting very low anyway.’
‘At the end she gave me a few tips on how to prepare some of the items. She suggested I wrote what she was telling me down, but I assured her I had a good memory. When we were done, she took me to the till, and I paid for it. Then we loaded it into two big bags.’
‘Will you be able to carry those heavy bags home?’ she asked, sounding concerned. ‘Oh yes,’ I assured her, ‘It’s not far, and I’m stronger than I look.’ ‘Let’s have another coffee before you go.’ Edith suggested. ‘As we drank, she told me to come again next Monday and we’d do the same.’
‘And we’ll keep doing it until you tell me you feel able to do it without my help.’ she told me. ‘It doesn’t matter how long it takes I’ll love helping you.’ ‘You’re very good,’ I told her, ‘Do you mind if I ask you why you are helping me?’
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