The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 3: What Have I Been Missing
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 3: What Have I Been Missing - 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
‘I’m sure that after Cliff’s lesson, you’ll be fine. But what you really need is some practical experience. So, here’s an idea that will help both of us. Just suppose for one moment that when you came for dinner on Thursday, you stopped overnight and we went to bed together.’
‘If I actually experienced having sex after all this time, I’m convinced it would make me want to keep having it. I couldn’t do that with you. Firstly, because it wouldn’t be right for either of us. Secondly, I love you like a son and I wouldn’t want that ever to change.’
‘From your point of view, you could put into practice everything Cliff has taught you and experience it properly. I think that would benefit both of us. But it raises a few questions. First, would you even want to have sex with someone as old as me?’
‘Two, are we sure we could both accept it as being a once only occasion? And three, how would it affect how we are with each other ever afterwards.’ Leslie smiled at her, ‘I’d love to try doing it for real,’ he said, ‘And I can’t think of any lady that I feel closer to at this moment than you.’
‘Although Mary could well catch up soon. If my first time was with you, age wouldn’t matter. I agree it’s not a practical or even a good idea, nice as it might be, for us to do it more than once, so yes, I can accept that. The answer to the third question is that I have no idea.’
‘But I wouldn’t want anything to change between us, and I don’t think you would either, so surely it wouldn’t unless we let it.’ ‘You sound very sensible and grownup.’ Edith told him. ‘I agree with everything you said. So, here’s what I suggest.’
‘When you come to me on Thursday, bring whatever you need to go straight to work on Friday. Now you’re an expert on roast beef dinners we’ll try something simpler. This week we’ll do salmon, chips and peas. It’s easy to prepare and doesn’t take long to cook, so you can do it all.’
‘It will add to your culinary expertise. Then if you still want to, afterwards we can go up to bed and have sex.’ For you it’ll be for the first time and for me the first time in ten years, so it’ll feel just as exciting as a first time. Then we can fall asleep in each other’s arms and spend the night together.’
‘How do you feel about that?’ ‘I love the sound of it,’ Leslie answered, ‘Yes please.’ ‘Ok, but if before Thursday you change your mind, just don’t bring anything with you and I won’t mention it. If you do come prepared, but change your mind before we go upstairs, that’s fine too, you can go home as usual.’
‘Edith,’ Leslie said, ‘You know what you felt when we hugged before?’ ‘Yes.’ she agreed smiling at him. ‘Well at the moment he’s struggling to burst out of my pants at the thought of having sex with you.’ he told her. She gave him a lovely smile.
‘I never thought I’d ever do that to a man again.’ she told him. They stood up and headed for the shop door. After Edith locked up, they stood in the doorway and had a hug and a kiss. As they parted, Edith told him, ‘I see what you mean.’
‘It was so difficult not to put my hand on him. But perhaps on Thursday.’ She beamed at him and they went their separate ways. Leslie walking with difficulty with being harder than ever before. That night they both had lovely dreams.’
Tuesday. Wednesday and Thursday seemed the longest days either of them had ever spent.
TUESDAY – CLIFF & HARRY
Cliff went from school to the shop, had a quick coffee with Mike, then picked up the secret camera and headed off to Harry’s. Arriving at half past five, Harry opened the door seconds after his knock. As soon as he was inside and the door was shut, Harry gave him a hug.
‘I’ve had a lovely weekend,’ he told him, ‘I’ve felt so much happier since my evening with you. Even the thought of this Saturday isn’t bothering me. ‘Well, not too much.’ he added honestly. He put his hand in his pocket and brought out a key.
‘Here’s a front door key.’ he told him. Cliff thanked him and put it in his pocket, then Harry led him upstairs to his bedroom. Cliff stood in the door looking around, then deciding on the best spot, pulled the box out of his bag and put it on a shelf pointing at the bed.
He plugged it in and switched it on. He explained to Harry that he would now be able to hear everything that happened in the room. ‘On Saturday, just before you expect your uncle to arrive, come up here and make sure this microphone,’ Cliff pointed to the camera lens, ‘Is still pointing at the bed and it’s still plugged in and switched on.’
‘If your mum notices it and asks what it is, tell her it’s an air ioniser that’s supposed to purify the air and you’re testing it for a school project. Here’s a squeezy container with olive oil in it,’ Cliff told him as he handed it over. ‘Just before your uncle arrives, lie down on your back with your knees drawn up and put it tight to the opening of your bum. Then give it one good squeeze.’
‘The olive oil will let Stuart’s cock slide in easily and with hardly any pain. If you go to the toilet after that, when you’ve finished put a fresh squirt in the same way. If three hours have passed since your last squirt and nothing has happened, repeat it.’
‘Now, when Stuart starts to undress you, make a fuss, tell him how much it hurt last time he raped you. Beg him not to do it again, try and resist but don’t overdo it, we don’t want him to hit you. When he shoves his cock in, it won’t hurt anywhere near as much as last time.’
But even so, I want you to imagine it’s even worse and give the most blood curdling scream of pain that you can manage. That will be our signal to rush in and rescue you. It’ll also sound good on the tape when he has to listen to it afterwards.’
‘Act as if you weren’t expecting us and haven’t a clue who we are, or how we came to be there. Afterwards, when I wink at you, ask me, ‘Who are you and why are you here?’ ‘What I tell you then will hopefully convince Stuart that you had nothing to do with us being there and him being caught.’
‘What happens from that point on depends on Stuart. I may try to convince him he’s going to be taken to the police station and charged, but don’t worry, that won’t happen. I might even ask you to decide if he should be let off altogether.’
‘If that happens, don’t answer right away, look as if you’re thinking about it, then say, ‘Well he is sort of family, ok I agree.’ ‘Anything else I’ll tell you what to do, and if I should tell you to leave the room, or even the house, I’ll expect you to do it, ok?’
‘Ok,’ Harry agreed immediately, ‘Can I ask why that might happen?’ One of our options to stop him doing it again is to make him suffer the same pain as you did. We would do that with a pole like a brush handle that is the same diameter as Stuart’s hard cock.’
‘It would be pushed up his bum several times for the length of his hard cock, to represent him thrusting his cock into you. His screams of pain might be too distressing for you. But if you want to stop, you can.’ ‘That sounds terrible,’ Harry said as he shuddered at the thought, ‘But although he deserves it, I don’t think I could stand watching it happen.’
‘I’m assuming that he won’t touch you until at least after you’ve eaten, so we will be in a car outside from seven o’clock. But I’ll be listening in from the moment you text me to say your mum has left. Do everything the same as you did last time.’
‘Ask him what he wants to eat and tell him you’ll bring it back in after you’ve been to your pals. Go out on your bike and amuse yourself until it’s time to go to the chippy. After you’ve eaten, washed up and had a coffee, tell him you’re going to your room as you have a lot of homework this week.’
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