250 Just A Few Precious Months. 3 free porn video

250 Just a few precious months. 3
It took a day or two for the lady`s to be back to walking properly again, that big black bugger had reamed out both the women so well it was like putting a banana in the Mersey tunnel with Kelly and I, and Dennis reported even his tool which we had thought fair sized was in his words “rattling around loose, inside Nan,” so we both were glad when things slowly returned to our touching the sides!
Anyway, Wednesday came and we were all fully dressed, by the time Dennis set off for the station once again, this time to the mid-afternoon train. Mother turned out to be a tidy if unspectacular lady of perhaps 40 or 45 summers or thereabouts, with long flowing red hair, and big sagging breasts whose name was Jay. The son, Tony, was a gangling youth of 6 foot, also red haired, who blushed shyly when introduced to the womenfolk.
We sat at the table, in the kitchen and had tea and cakes, slowly getting to know one another, he professed to be “into model airplanes” but not ball sports which he thought an energy waste, though he liked swimming a lot and perked up when I said, “we had our own pool, and you can swim anytime you wish.”
Kelly asked if he was a good swimmer, and blushing profusely he stammered that he was “fairly good” she said that “she swam every day and so did Nan, nodding at our housekeeper, He ran his eyes over Nan who had just arrived with more cakes and turned very red, then nodded.
Kelly asked, “if he had trunks with him?” and he said, “he had, he always carried them when away” when Kelly said she didn’t usually use a suit his eyes roamed up and down her body rapidly and he spluttered even more.
“Still, as your here perhaps I shall make an exception,” she smiled at him, her most disarming smile and said “after we will show you the pool and you can enjoy it. There`s no diving I am afraid but its 8 feet at the deep end, and a fun pool to use.”
The conversation moved on and his colour returned to a more normal sheen, as his mother told us of her late husband losing his life at the works in a fork lift accident, back when the lad was five… and that he had doted on his dad.
Kelly had Nan show Tony the pool, as “he was obviously keen to see it!” he coloured up a bit as Nan led him away knowing full well it was a ruse to get the lad out of the way, the boy shooting Jay a glance that told of his discomfort at being alone in the presence of not only a woman he didn’t know, but one with an hourglass figure, who was sure to ask him questions and chat, something he was loath to do unless forced.
Once he had gone, Jay explained that the lad had been peeping at her, stealing her undies, all that sort of stuff for a couple of years now, she said if he had had the nerve she would in honesty probably have been sleeping with him as they were so close, but she felt as the `man of the house’ she felt he must have the balls to make the first move and prove he was the man she so wanted him to be! He had carefully been off sick when the sex lesson was on at school and had not wanted the embarrassment of her telling him the facts of life, not that she was much better as she had avoided the issue as much as he could so far.
Kelly said that “we had just one week then!” to leave it to her and Nan, they were fast becoming sex experts and would not only relish the challenge, she would enjoy “seeing the boy turn into a man for his mother!”
Jay looked mighty relieved and we showed her the guests suite, me saying that I might have to share her bed if things went the way I expected with the lad, as he would soon be sharing with Kelly if I knew anything of her powers of persuasion” to which she said that, “she would be honoured if I could put up with an old bag like her and Kelly didn’t mind!”
We laughed at that and Kelly reassured her that we lived as a commune and she didn’t mind one jot, suspecting Dennis our driver would no doubt oblige too if she wanted,” to which she came back that “oh she already knew all about Dennis and his little quirks”. Though she didn’t elaborate as just then Nan and the boy reappeared, and we left them to settle in.
Returning to the office. Nan said she had asked if he had had a girlfriend, but blushing he had shaken his head, so she had asked if he would be swimming soon to which he said he couldn’t wait to show his mother and she suggested to us that swimming would be the key to his problems if Kelly went about it gently and with care….
This agreed, Kelly went off to get into a swim suit Nan to her kitchen and Denis and I to the office and the security CCTV on the old computer that covered the pool, we were just in time to watch the boy and his mother now in swim costumes do their first few strokes.
Her suit was a one piece in blue, and she filled it well, the lad, realising they were alone, splashed his mother and dunked her as lads tend to do in horseplay, no doubt copping a bit of a grope as he did so, the pool presenting the perfect opportunity. They laughed and cavorted for some minutes then Kelly appeared in her own red one-piece suit, and she began by swimming up and down studiously avoiding the pair as if it was her daily norm. they watched her, then when she rested they chatted in the warm peace of the pool. Jay said how lucky she was to have the facility, and she smiled telling them to “make the most of it while they were here as the weather forecast was lousy” then flashing young tony a smile saying “she hoped they would not be bored,” Jay said she was going to go and rest, as she was not used to much exercise these days, and duly hauled herself from the water the lad went to follow and Kelly grabbed at him saying he could not be tired a lad like him she didn’t get much company in the pool he should stay and play a while. He blushed heavily then reluctantly agreed to remain it being bad manners to refuse a woman who was lending you this fantastic pool. It took her an hour to get him to speak with her without a blush as they played about swam and ducked one another. Finally, in one of those quiet moments as they rested for a while she asked about his love life, which he quickly protested he did not have. She grinned that infectious laughing grin of hers and apparently draining water from her ear, said, “well you jolly well should have by now, a fine-looking lad like you, should be enjoying your youth and all the girls while you can!” he admitted he was shy and knew nothing about girls, to which she said, “did he not have much contact with girls or women then?” and he said, “they scared him a bit” so she suggested was he was scared of women then? as she was a woman, or there was his mum, which threw him a little, and he blushed once more before saying that mums are mums and that his mum was not the same as other girls…
She asked if he trusted her, saying “he was talking to her and she was not that scary, was she?” he was hesitant but blushing he said, “well your different, you own the pool and have been kind to mum and me”
She regarded him for a second, with her head cocked to one side apparently draining her ear, once more then asked if he had ever kissed a girl or woman other than his mother. He said Well there was aunts, but she laughed saying that they don’t really count do they. She asked if he had ever wanted to kiss a girl or woman, and that had him hesitating and eyeing her with a quizzical look, so she asked if she was to kiss him would he run off?”
His answer of “well…” hardly covered it, so she took his wrists and pulled him to her then kissed him, it was a sizzler, and he turned even more red as his body clumsily collided with her breasts and he looked startled.
“look” she said in her best school-ma-am voice, while holding on to him looking down at him and her soft breasts, “they are tits, get used to them, all women have them, have you never seen your mothers?” he grudgingly admitted he had caught a glance of her undressed a while back, and they had both been red with embarrassment, but rapidly said “honestly, I wasn’t spying or anything” in a very guilty voice. She smiled at the obvious lie then said she was sure he would not be spying, but added “did he not often wonder about things like that though?”
He said, “he was curious,” he thought most lads were at his age were, but he added “it`s just getting a girl to even show you even her top was a difficult thing if you were blushing and stammering like I do in the presence of a lass!”
“he had heard” he said, “from the lads in his class that they were not the only things that were different, but he had no ideas about how or where.” So, my charming wife kissed him again, long, slow and deep and said “would it help if she showed him then just as a secret between just us?”
By now his face was tomato red, and he was incapable of speaking so he found himself nodding his head like a toy-dog in a car window.
She took his hand, and together they swam to the shallow end, where she sat herself on the curved lower step of the entry steps, the water lapping at her chin and he, floating on his belly, may-be to hide an embarrassed young man`s best stiffee yet, his head just clear of the water, with his right hand holding the entry handrail, and swirling his left to maintain his balance just two feet from her.
They quietly talked but still their voices echoed round the pool-room, she asked him about his mother and his fantasies of her, saying that most boys do have those fantasies as they feel comfortable with their mothers, mostly just because she`s not a threat or likely to report her own sons, so they feel safe. but at that he slowly shook his head, as if she was the only one that understood; “yes” he said, “he did feel safe with her, but it went further than that, he was in love with her, they had shared their lives together in everything but sharing her bed and he wanted them to live as his wife in everything but name.”
Kelly smiled at him, and belive me her smile would melt an iceberg, she asked him if he had told his mother of his feelings? To which he went very red and stammered “how? He slowly managed to explain he didn’t want to spoil what he had and there was the question of the `don’t know’” she asked what that was? and he blurted “well, all this sex thingy I don’t want to be the dummy who doesn`t know but I missed the lesson at school, and mum was too shy to tell me anything, so all the rest of the boys call me `Dumbo’ and I don’t understand.” She thought he was going to burst into tears, so she bent forward, pulled him to her and kissed him gently, then she said, “if she could arrange to teach you and then talk to your mum for you would you trust me?” haltingly he said, “he would,” then added that for some strange reason he didn`t understand, he already did as she was so kind and understanding”
She said that “this week then, you can be my boyfriend, and I will sort that with my Peter and your mum, so it won`t be a problem ls that ok?” His nodding head and wide eyes were well enough proof of his agreement and she smiled then said “it`s our secret then till after I have spoken!”
She then whispered “but till then they would keep on their clothes and later when we are completely on our own, we will talk properly and without blushes ok?” she looked around as if to see if anyone else was about then said a promise is a promise, and to prove I keep my word as I did promise, you may come and feel my breasts, a wide eyed eager nod and his free hand was quickly up to fondle her soft left breast, to his amazement her nipple instantly stiffening to his touch and he, forgetting where he was let go of the rail, His second hand involuntarily following the example of the first but on the other breast, his body rapidly sinking till his feet hit the bottom, and with a grin like a Cheshire cat he had clumsily to stand up or drown. His small but stiff penis now obviously tenting the thin swim-suit, so she looked down at it, smiled her disarming smile at him and said, “he`s nice, I shall look forward to meeting him later” then she kissed the lad once again, stood and hauled herself from the water, telling him to “go change, don’t say anything and we will talk in a while, but remember you are my boyfriend all this week, and no-one else`s”
She appeared at the office, dry and dressed a while later, a big grin on her face, “Get all that did you nosey?” she asked, and I replied; “yes you were very restrained!” we kissed and she asked where Jay was, and if I had the filming permissions, my answer that Jay was dozing on her bed, and yes we had the permissions but I felt this one needed editing or we would look like groomers! That had her nodded agreement, and then she said that she wanted us all to keep Jay occupied all week, and away from her son except at meal breaks and that it would be better to rely on the hidden cameras, as Dennis`s tool might frighten the lad off, and that she agreed to the editing as a big-time necessity, but she was looking forward to teaching young tony, as he needed some real confidence, we chatted on for a while and were joined by Nan, Dennis and a tray of coffee.
Kelly said that I was to prime Jay about the lad and both Dennis and I were to keep her fully busy till at least the weekend, which we were happy enough about, she asked Nan to keep up the housekeeping side, but until she explained the plan, keep a cool front with young tony, as housekeeper and that she would explain her involvement later, she said she was going to reveal tony as her boyfriend and lover at the evening meal and we were all to give the lad encouragement, especially Jay.
Dennis said he would “speak to Jay then `see to Jay if I didn’t mind’ this evening” and I agreed to move in with Nan till Sunday, which was a chore I didn’t mind at all. So, we all met at the table, time having crept on and we sat to our evening meal together, all fully dressed, a tradition in this home, though this time Nan serving a pie of delicious aroma and flavour, followed by fruit filled flan and ice-cream which always brings out the c***d in me…
Kelly announced; “that she had swum with young Tony this afternoon and she wanted to take him as a swimming partner for training and as a boyfriend for the next few days, and I could go hang my coat somewhere else” …she was laughing as she did, so I said; “that was fine by me, see if I cared!”
Jay raised her eyebrows at the boy and to his surprise doing her mumsy bit just said, “he was very privileged, and he was to be on his best behaviour,” which had him blushing as she told him, by adding, “wear clean undies and wash behind your ears…!” Dennis said, “I hope you do too then Jay, as I am taking you out in an hour, which had her with a wide smile and Tony giving Dennis a glare, to which the older man shrugged and said, “don’t you go getting jealous young fellow, most men would give a fortune to be going to Kelly`s room for a day or two…!” which had the boy blushing, and shooting Kelly a quick glance just to see he hadn’t upset her. He looked relieved when she winked at him and Dennis rumbled on “you will be OK anyway, and I will return your mum safe, sound and undamaged, then you can go back to living with her full time from next Wednesday… and woe betide you if you ever let her down, or you will have me to deal with….”
We rose from the table Nan and I watching them go, her clearing down and inviting me to her place to “watch telly,” grinning “it looks like were surplice…!”
I set the cameras going in the office, they were to collect images that still have me stiff to this day. I couldn’t resist watching so Nan joined me, sat on my lap arms round my neck to watch that screen
Kelly arrived in shot first, alone she went off to the toilet, then dabbed a bit of scent in vital spots, and ran a comb through her hair before dr****g herself languidly on the couch. I noticed she was wearing her tweed schoolmistress suit at the meal, silk blouse, I suspected the cream silk undies she knows I love, and stockings shear mid tan ones, she had gone the whole nine yards, I wondered if it was all for his benefit, or for me via that hidden camera.
Nan now stood removed her skimpy knickers which I appreciated no end, lifted her skirt opened my fly and slid herself onto my stiff tool saying in a hushed tone, “shush, don’t move we will sit quiet and just watch this telly!”
I`m now sat on an office swivel, my dick deep in one of the country’s most attractive women and she is saying don’t bloody move …. I have to tell you beads of sweat ran from my forehead as I tried, honestly, I did, but boy, oh boy it was asking the impossible….and her grin said she knew it to!
A while passed, the office ran to grunts and groans, mostly of mine trying to sit still. On the cctv we saw Dennis collect Jay and set off out, both dressed for a night on the town, her entreaties to have a good time and to behave like a gentleman echoing round the lad as he dressed. Then the lad approaching the master bedroom, both of us swivelled to watch the new screen, as she called him in.
Our eyes fixed now on that screen and my old todger began stiffening again in its warm wet cave, though I decided it was not going to divert my attention…was it? Some hope…
The lad came in and stood looking down at her, his hair neat, shoes polished, trousers grey and pressed, white shirt contrasting to his usual blush colour and a belt of black leather. He knelt, blushing as normal till she took his hand drew him too her and kissed him gently, whispering, that “things went well at the meal, but he would have to curb his jealousy it was obvious his mum was attractive, but if he couldn’t make her his, he would have to put up with other men taking her out!”
The boy looked crestfallen and she said that she would “teach him all about women and he could talk to his mum then himself and perhaps he would find she felt the same way,” he brightened at that and she asked him if that was what he wanted, he said with all his heart, so they kissed once more then she told him to trust her,” and to ”prove it by removing every last stitch of clothing, for me.” It was a simple test of his resolve, but he looked startled but or only a second, then started, and I felt Nans internal muscles contract as each tiny bit of his clothes came away from the lithe young body at a commendable speed.
Soon he was down to his underpants and she stopped him, saying “well done tony, now I want you do the same to me while I stand and let you!”
The boy was visibly shaking as she rose to stand at the bed end saying he was “to put each item on the couch neatly for her, and that she would stop him when she thought he needed to stop, he was to identify each item as he lay it down.”
It was a worried lad that slowly unbuttoned her jacket, taking it gently he turned, lay it on the couch and almost reverently said it was a “jacket.” She snapped at him, “WHO`s jacket?” and he looked back at her with surprise, as she corrected him, “its Mistress Kelly`s Jacket…understand?”
He nodded, then said “Mistress Kelly`s jacket,” then returned to her and began on her blouse, each button revealing more of the cream silk bra to his eager gaze he took her hand, raised it, and unbuttoned the one sleeve, then the other, kissing her hand as he did so, he gently slid the thing from her shoulders, it slid as only silk can from my wife`s arms and off. She still stood passively, waiting, the blouse soon laying on the couch beside her jacket and the bright eyed lad pronouncing, “Mistress Kelly`s lovely silk blouse” she nodded, then smiled, knowing he had a dilemma and they both knew it, bra or skirt, would he have the bottle to go for the bra, and reveal her breasts those orbs he so wanted to see, or would he just continue with the task …no, not yet… he had decided on the skirt, his fingers found the clasp, then the zip, it slithered down her long legs, revealing …her silk slip…. Another layer, another screen to hide her body behind. She stepped from the skirt daintily. He retrieved it straightened it, placed it, then pronounced “Mistress Kelly`s lovely skirt”
Now came the slip, again a repeat right through to “Mistress Kelly`s petticoat”
Again, came the reproachful “PETTICOAT… ITS A SLIP” in his defence He muttered “sorry, but mum only wears the skirt on its own or a dress with a petticoat!” he repeated for her “Mistress Kelly`s slip!”
He now realised in front of him was a lovely lady, a blue eyed blond and for the first time in his life she was wearing only underclothes and nylons, just for him and it took his breath as he surveyed her in total awe.
She stood waiting and watching him drinking in her shape, size, and looks like some student with the finest of paintings.
Then after a moment or two of inactivity, she said quietly, “Like what you can see Tony?” he mumbled that “he did more than anything he had ever seen before in any book!”
Though flattered she brought his concentration back with the command “stockings!” it galvanised him into action, he knelt slid his hand onto and up the left leg till it came to a suspender, he fumbled with the unfamiliar clip, until he under-stood the principle and it was free, he traced the second then the third and fourth, easily unclipping the fiddly things.
he rolled the stocking down as he had seen his mother do, surprising her by kissing her dainty foot she lifted it and the light garment fell away.
The rolled doughnut he placed on the pile in a voice that was a lot clearer and more positive he said; “Mistress Kelly`s lovely stocking,” he did the other leg and recited the same mantra.
By this time Nan and I were getting the fidgets. Her sex pulsing gently as each garment that fell was having its effect, and in turn my poor old tool was again throbbing… and Nan knew it I could tell!
He returned, and this time she kissed him, whispering to him that “there was just three items left to go at and then she would be naked and his.”
He searched desperately for the clasp on the garter belt, realised there was none, then began to lift it expecting it to come off over the head, she smiled and enlightened him, so he slid it back in place, then down and again she stepped from it, he then placing it and saying; “Mistress Kelly`s suspender belt.”
She smiled at him, then said in a voice full of questioning,” well now my lad, this is it isn’t it, your chance at last, those questions all can be answered,” she paused for effect then went on, So my young lover, which is it to be first, the top and those breasts you itch to handle or the bottom and the unknown, the piece you have never seen?”, and she laughed, as he stood wondering which would reveal most about the opposite sex, or which would be more fun.
He stepped forward and kissed her again, then wrapped himself around her, he had got it wrong and she smiled like the minx she is as he reached for the clip.
His eager fingers found nothing. He stepped back, time to think, mother`s bras were not so fine and clipped from the back he knew from her laundry basket back at home, his face creased with concentration, she grinned finding his frustrated looks, a real joy.
She tenderly took his hands one in each of hers lifted them to her breasts, and placed them one on each whispering “front opening!” now whatever the lad was or was not, slow learning was not one of his attributes, he found the clip, and with a flip of his wrist the silken bra opened, and his Birthday, and Christmas, had both arrived!
Nan on my lap squeezed me, as my hot seed filled her belly she breathed, “well done Tony,” the moment was sublime!
Back in that bedroom the silken bra was now wide open, the lad`s jaw was open as a tunnel too as he stood taking in the lovely breasts of my wife. He slipped the skimpy item down her arms on autopilot and this time he threw the wisp casually onto the couch without a care, gasping “Mistress Kelly has the finest pair of breast I have ever seen!” it was perfect, my wife was smiling broadly, and whispering that “he could touch them if he wanted”, to him it was Shangri-La, those breasts ,those soft, pliant milk sacks, those erect nipples, he kissed them, nibbled them even chewed them and she sat down on the bed-end legs weakened by the tension and together they fell onto the soft mattress.
He wondered at the two jelly-mold`s now flattened to her body, those nipples still stiff and rubbery. He began to suck once more, and she began to orgasm, and that had him worried, it was the first one he had ever experienced, and it was frightening and spectacular, though not the biggest I had personally seen from her, for him it was a big step.
He began to rise in panic, off to fetch help, but by then she was coming around, grabbed his wrist and said, “wow that was magic,” explaining it was what she called an orgasm, and then explained what that was.
His underpants had a wet patch at the front, he became red once again, but she either had not noticed or just ignored it.
They lay together her arms round his neck, as he began to play with those delightful nipples once more, those nipples I too was so keen on myself, pangs of mild jealousy ran through me, and my hands slid to Nans still encased breasts.
Nan now, kissed me, and whispered; “was that you, the first time you ever saw an orgasm?” I smiled and remembered my first, all those years ago, and nodded, my tool reviving with each second, not something it normally did at my age belive me
Kelly now said to Tony that “there is more to a woman than just her breasts and though as yet he had never seen it, or at least that’s what he had said, she was willing to let him explore, but only if he wanted too and felt he was ready…” that little speech was greeted by furious nodding. His eyes again wide, he was not going to miss this opportunity.
“OK then time for you to remove my panties” she raised her hips and his eager hands clumsily slid the silken wisp’s down her legs, because of the legs being together he saw little and she kept it that way till the wet things were taken from her ankles, and thrown with the bra, waiting for him to declare “Mistress Kelly`s last item, her pretty panties,”
Her smile broadened as she told him to “remove his own pants then,” which he did giving himself a quick wipe as he did in the hope of hiding the fact he had already filled the garment with his seed.
He more threw his pants onto the couch and returned to her now naked side, where he lay to her right supported on his right arm gazing into her twinkling eyes.
She reached out with her left hand turning her upper body to face him, her breasts dropping to her left side in a cascade that had his eyes on the veritable waterfall of flesh in an instant, she fondled his manhood, a sturdy but thin specimen of about 5 ½”. Saying “it is a fine tool for a young man, and you should be proud for at your age it will grow still more!” he blushed again and as his youthful tool was unused to being handled by another he found it spitting its grey and not inconsiderable load up her wrist and onto the sheets. He looked as though he began to apologise profusely thinking he had blown it [excuse the pun,] but she cut him short saying” it would have been strange if you had not spurted, soon, it is a compliment if anything, and nothing to worry about, you must realise that it`s your bodies way of saying it likes me, its your version of my orgasm!”
She kissed him again then very deliberately licked the precious seed from her wrist and swallowed it, to the lad`s total amazement.
“Now tell me about our friend here, how often per day do you play with him?” she asked, she received the stammered reply from the beetroot faced youngster “four or five “Mistress Kelly!” she grinned, “And so then, you will know it returns to full use quite quickly and by the way now you have complimented me so well, you can drop the mistress bit, I am` Kelly’ to you now, and all this week except at table, ok?
we will not be using clothes here or in the pool again, either?” He nodded, though you could see the cogs in the brain saying whatever will my mum say!
She added that “they would be either here together, or swimming and mum wouldn’t see them at all except at meals for the next two days as she was busy teaching Dennis and Peter to read!”
Nan and I laughed at that, it proved she knew we were watching…
“other than the top she said can you see anything different between my body and yours Tony?” he said that “her `willy’ was missing” and she smiled sweetly saying she had one but it was very short and hidden, slowly she lay back and opened her legs his eyes were something I shall long remember, saucers where an understatement as the precious butterfly of my wife`s sex, slowly opened its wings and he saw for the first time that area we all take so much for granted as we get older. It was obvious that he had no earthly idea about these things not having got past the old health and beauty magazines in the playground, that blanked out the area in question.
She took his forefinger, and starting at her back passage she named each part like a schoolmistress, explain both function and the effect on a woman each had, finally came the clitoris, her tiny penis she said, nerve centre, and the one place that needed to be stimulated past all others. She explained about orgasms again, how pregnancies occurred, where a man`s tool was happiest. And he hung on every word absorbing it like a sponge. She explained about contraception, and that she was `on the pill’, then to his delight she finally told him “tonight he was free to touch, and to do as he would with both tongue and finger!” he looked even more excited as she added “tomorrow I will use that lovely `willy’ of yours, and show you how to become a man and use a woman properly,” till then she said she would just lay here and he could play to his heart`s content she was all his to see if he could make her orgasm, she would find that most exciting and then they would sleep.”
Nan took my hand slid from my lap holding up my bags, so we could go to bed together, leaving them to their privacy, which I could review next day… it was a film not to be missed, hours of tongue and finger lashing, her managing to keep still but only for the first few minutes, then writhing about on the big old bed as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure overtook her and he played like a k** with a new toy, his seed sprayed everywhere, about every fifteen minutes that I could see, provoked by even the briefest of touches, by himself or against her body as he changed position while she lay desperately trying not to touch him, nothing was safe from this unleashed bolt of energy that had once been a blushing and stammering young wreck.
(She later told me if he had been more experienced she would have preferred being secured, but as it was, her having promised it was mental torture and that added a little more to the tryst.)
I was up in the night for the toilet, and I could not resist a quick look at the office screen, There, with top bedding discarded on the floor, they lay on the mattress, comatose, her spread-eagled, while he lay, his head on her chest, left fingers still embedded in her body, I suspected having dropped of mid stroke, too, his face one of sublime peace, snoring well. Wet patches on the sheet and fast drying on her, told there-own tale and showed it had been, a truly epic evening!
We were all late for breakfast, Dennis and Jay arriving from her room together, Kerry and the lad hand in hand newly showered (to Jays approval) and both in dressing gowns, he in one of mine just to rub it in!
Nan was of course frying the necessary’s and me pouring coffee, everyone had an appetite, and past the comment that each of us had “slept well,” nothing was said.
Appetites though, said some of us had had it strenuous the lad and Dennis especially, both eating like horse`s, I must admit I too was hungry.
Kelly said for him “not to have extras as he might get cramps swimming,” he began to say he thought they were going to … but a look from her cut his thoughts dead and he sat quietly waiting for us to finish so he could scramble away with her eager no doubt for his next lesson. Nan and I exchanged glances smiled and before we had tidied up Dennis and Jay had also scuttled away. Without a word said, we two, shot of to the office to review the taped film. The camera showed them collecting towels, and removing the dressing gowns. Then hand in hand naked they went to the pool.
Nan left me and tidied the master bedroom, changing sheets and remaking the bed for them. I stayed to watch.
Sadly, Dennis and I had not fitted the pool with hidden cameras …yet… So cctv it was as they swam together for a whole hour, his young tool still stiff as a poker, and her nipples I could see from time to time standing out like chapel hat pegs, he had tried to touch but this morning she made him wait.
They dragged themselves from the water at last dabbed at one another to dry a little and returned to the now tidy room naked, dry now on the fresh towels and hair combed, she kissed him, then lay once more on the big soft bed, her skin glowing, eyes sparkling and exclaimed, today you are to be my lover, no longer my boy-friend, no longer a boy but a lover, my lover, today you may become a man Tony, a real man!
He was on the bed in milli-seconds her legs opened for him and his tool dripping precum was stiff and red,
They kissed, then with her guiding him the red rigid 5 ½ inch rod slid into her body. I doubt after her last lover`s giant tool, the penis even was felt, but she did a wonderful act of his being the greatest lover she had had for a while
Her legs locked round him as she always does with me, she was magnificent, her hips rising to meet his every thrust as the lad began his dance, I was surprised at the marvellous performance she put up, wondering perhaps if she ever did this with me….! I desperately hoped not, but after last week`s oh so s big black episode I knew her sex was still a little open, so some of it must have been a sham, his smaller dick could never have performed as she reacted, but it was oh so well done and our novice must have felt like he was Casanova.
His tongue playing a game with her nipples, and that alone may have made up for the lack of expertise and size, for Tony though this first ride was awesome.
He was soon filling her, his young buttocks clenched as she cried out “yes, yes, YES, and arched her back in a most convincing way. I knew she was faking, but for that lad this most exciting of rides was a memory she had made perfect for him.
Three times in the next hour it happened again, a few small orgasms overtook her, then she had him have a break. She rang Nan for coffee, both laying in the bed sheets up to armpits as the house keeper entered with two cups and the coffee jug, then served them without a change of expression as she poured each cup carefully.
“Nan, today I have had this young man make love to me properly, perhaps I am prejudice, though I can recommend him and perhaps if you are not busy later today you would like to try him yourself, to give a second opinion, as I don’t want him going away with any false opinions!
I have taught him where things are, and how to respect us women, now we just need a polish and he will be a perfect lover for any lover or a life`s partner.”
Nan of course didn’t turn a hair, curtsied and said; “I would be honoured to help madam, have you a time in mind and would you be staying?” Kelly said, “she was going to swim at 2pm so perhaps if that was convenient…?” and continued to drink her coffee as Nan straight faced, asked Tony; “is there anything sir would prefer I wear?” by now the lad was red once more and sputtering in his coffee, to Kelly`s amusement! So, she waved her hand dismissively and said, “a basque girl, he`s not met one of those yet, now be off with you,” and Nan removed herself with a grin and another curtsey.
He turned to my minx of a wife and said, “will she really let me Kelly? Really?”
Kelly smiled and said “she will but only if you are gentle and don’t rush things, lots of Kisses, and be loving and caring and you must charm her into your bed, and if you manage tonight we will both share your bed for a while together as a prize, you have learnt well so far, so don’t let me down.
At exactly 2pm she met Nan at the door dressed in just black g string knickers and basque of black trimmed with red, they exchanged nods and winks then Kelly went off to swim, Nan approaching the bed where the naked lad sat nervously waiting.
Without a change in her face Nan approached the lad, stood but two feet from him and said, “well, young sir I am here!” then stood still, arms at her sides and waited for him to overcome his inner demons and do something.
He hesitated, not knowing what quite to do, then as if the mind had suddenly made itself up, he stood faced her determinedly and blurted out with a sort of gush; “Since I have been here you have hardly spoken to me, I so wanted too, but I am so shy, you’re such a very beautiful woman, and no chap would refuse an offer to enjoy you, I am a novice at the sex, and apologise if I am clumsy or not up to your needs, or expectations but I am learning really I am and would deem it an honour if you would share this bed with me” for young Tony this was a long speech, but it was from the heart, if pre-rehearsed in his mind and repeated to himself over and over, ever-since he knew she was coming to him.
Nan looked steadily into the lads eyes, then said in a very measured tone, “that, young man was a very nice thing for you to say, I am here not because my mistress said I was to sleep with you, though that did happen its true, but I could easily have refused, but you have impressed me, your blushes and your stammer had me wondering if you could or would ever conquer your shyness and become a real man, those words have touched me and I am glad I came to you, just because I wanted to!” she put a finger to his lips and added, “Now please, no more words, it`s time for some action.”
He took her to him and kissed her, it was not the kiss of a cox-man, or a great lover, it was a lad`s kiss, and what she expected, but it was sincere, and it was passionate, his hands slid over her basque and explored the fastening as they did, and a slight frown formed, though it soon dissipated as he moved on to the g string, that seemed to him like a better bet! he began slithering them down and off. She in turn stepped from the tiny wisp, and he, by now kneeling, kissing the tiny black thatch of her landing strip of soft pubic hair.
Her hands on his shoulders held him down there, and he took the hint, his tongue burrowing into her slot, desperately trying to find her button, which I must say with Nan is not difficult her clit being much larger than Kelly`s.
His amazement at finding it so easily and so large, soon dissipated and her knees began to genuinely buckle after the first few moments of his manipulation of it with his tongue, she swung herself down onto the soft bed. his head never leaving her crutch as they fell back, her head tilted in a low moan of deep satisfaction.
The next hour passed in a blur for him, she showed him how to remove the dreaded basque, under which he found that fantastic body and those fabulous orbs he had admired so much, but never dreamed he would ever enjoy, for him it was as much magic, as for any red-blooded man.
It would be after their orgasms, which were the main event for them both, which although she had enjoyed it for its novelty, Nan no doubt enhanced just a bit just for his benefit. She said as she kissed him, “wow, your young and you still lack finesse, but you did it for me young man!
She presented him with her thong, saying he could keep it as a memento, and saying she must now be about her duties. She left him carrying her basque under her arm and wearing just a smile. He lay on my bed, with the most sublime smile I have ever seen on any lad`s face.
We sat to table that evening, all prim and proper, dressed casually but tidily, so, my minx of a wife, for the maximum embarrassment factor, just as we started on the mains, asked the lad to if he had enjoyed his afternoons work. Without a blush or a hint of a stutter, the lad looked at Kelly straight in the eye and said that he had learnt a lot thank you, and that both his teachers today had been fantastic lovers… it was Kelly`s turn to blush and the grins around that table said it all, as to change the subject, Jay commented that the holiday had done him well as his stammer had now gone.
Kelly said, “this evening as he had done so well he should have two lovers then, and tomorrow …” she tapered off and fixed Jay with a beady eye, “well tomorrow we shall see”
After tea I was invited with Dennis into Jays bed, our games were many and varied, she was an accomplished lover and the evening passed most agreeably, so it wasn’t till next day that I had chance to play catch up on the computer. Those two women played that lad between them in a masterly fashion, they demonstrated lesbianism, they both sucked on him, used vibrators on him and finally, they had him take Kelly analy, to his utter amazement! They then sandwiched him between them and slept together in a solid block of spoons. At breakfast he looked tired but very elated, and his mum looked just as tired. Before lunch we swam as a group at Kelly`s request in swim suits, as secretly she didn’t want Tony to see Jay naked yet and felt that I and, even more-so Dennis may have set the boy back by comparisons…!
It was a good swim and a chance of c***dish horseplay, to let off steam as a group and as a group that was just fun! So, it was a tired little bunch who sat in the sun lounge afterwards, Nan the indominable served Coffee and joined us and we talked about all sorts, Kelly leading us towards the subject of i****t by a most devious route. Dennis ever the joker said “it was alright if you kept it in the family” and Jay said, “that as long as it was not to exploit youngsters who didn’t understand what sex was all about and it wasn’t for breeding purposes which could cause throwbacks, she personally had nothing against i****t, as a purely sex- game thing!” to which Nan said “well you will be OK with Tony then, he knows his way about my dear do belive me!” and it was Jays turn to colour up a little and Tony`s to beam in a smug fashion and thank Nan for the recommendation.
The conversation moved to virginity, or the loss of it, Kelly saying, “her dad had found it hard when mum was Ill and he had taught her a lot of what she now knows at 16, so for her it was more from necessity, Nan added “she had been brought up in a c***dren`s home so for her it was a case of mind out for the wardens, and the older boys who just wanted someone to try out with and that she had been gang banged at 14!” Dennis said he lost his virginity to the old woman at the end of his street, at 15 and never looked back and I laughed and said I was a good boy really and was 21 before I really lost it to a friend, but I had played about since I hit puberty at 14/15. Tony laughed and said “This week thank you, and with two of the loveliest ladies he had ever met, though he had wanted to not be so shy for a long, long time, and he had not had the balls to ask the lady he really wanted to sleep with due to his shyness.
It was then he shocked us all by turning to his mother and saying, “that’s you mum, and would you do me the honour of being my sleeping partner from now on?” we waited with baited breath as Jay floundered for an answer, then said “she would be happy too, but if he found himself a girlfriend, he was to tell her at once!” We all began to cheer, and a bottle of bubbly appeared for us to toast the happy couple. We spent that night chatting, reminiscing and drinking, Tony rather overdid the drink and they decided to only stay till the Morning, cutting their visit short by a couple of days and saying they had much to do…and they needed to be in private and together!
We understood their need for privacy, so Dennis arranged a car for them as he was not going to risk drink driving, but they left, hand in hand Jay in gushes of thanks, and Tony kissing both my women passionately, thanking us all in a strong un-stuttering voice and steering his mother into the waiting car in a most commanding way.
We still get cards from time to time thanking us and saying how much Kelly and Nan did for a shy lad.
One letter in fact is written up as an extra chapter it was so moving, I could not resist the honest simple words of a boy turned man. (See chapter 11)