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My mother and I constantly moved from place to place. I was in my mid-teens when we rented an upstairs flat at the rear of a two-storey block of four flats. The caretaker Vera, a pleasant happy English lady, occupied the front flat downstairs. Soon Mum was able to get a rent reduction of five shillings a week if I did a range of work to help Vera. As I received a shilling of this from Mum I was fairly happy with the arrangements. I pushed a mower around the small area of grass front and back, chopped wood and kindling, and other minor tasks in my spare time. Apart from the rent savings my mother was happy too. It meant while she worked I was not home from school alone. I was in Vera’s care.
A lot of people around the neighbourhood thought Vera was a bit different. She was certainly forthright, but in a good-humoured way. Part of the problem was her skimpy clothing, particularly as the weather became warmer. Vera’s shorts were seen by some to be too short, her blouses too revealing. Certainly my mother didn’t think there was a problem. In fact Mum was bit inclined that way herself. If Vera was aware of the criticism she certainly took no notice of it. But I noticed her appearance and, worse still, enjoyed it.
As I worked around the block of flats I frequently had the good fortune to have my fair share of close up views of Vera’s ample physical assets. She was in her late thirties, had short blond hair, blue eyes, a nice face and wide smiling mouth, with a peaches complexion. While she was short in stature she was strong in build. Large breasts filled out her blouses. Her backside hanging out of her brief shorts and legs always looked great to me.
Work in her flat, or in the laundry at the rear of the block, always brought us into close contact. I saw different glimpses of her in both locations. Going in and out of her flat I had occasional glimpses of Vera that covered the full range of ad hoc possibilities: in bra and panties, topless, revealing housecoat and, best of all, nude. For a young man of my impressionable age such glimpses were simply wonderful and turned my perpetually half hard cock into a full erection. If Vera noticed my interest she ignored it, that is until one hot summer day in the laundry.
Vera took in washing and ironing. My job in the laundry was to light the fire under the copper, and keep it burning until the clothes boiled. It was always hot there in the confined brick room. But an advantage was my closeness to Vera. She always chatted incessantly as we worked. And I always watched her. As she bent over in front of me the cheeks of her backside were there to be looked at. When she crouched the shorts hugged the split of her crutch. That day in the December holidays was especially hot. Vera wore no bra under her sleeveless blouse. A number of buttons down the front were undone. Her breasts swung enticingly in front of my eyes as we worked. My erection pushed at the fly of my old khaki shorts.
We sweated together until we had the last load of washing on the line late in the morning. I agreed with Vera’s suggestion that we call it a day. Even better was the news that she had a bottle of lemonade for us to share. As we entered her flat through the back door Vera thought a cold shower for both of us would be just the thing to get rid of the perspiration and cool us off. I followed her to the bathroom. She began to remove her blouse. I just stood. “Come on,” she said, “don’t be shy. I’ve seen men before and I know you’ve certainly seen me.” I dropped my shorts and underpants on the floor. By that time Vera was naked and turning on the shower that hung over the bath. I stepped in with her as she let the water run over her body. The sight of her naked flesh, her lovely heavy breasts, her round belly, cute arse and straw-coloured pubic hair caused my prick to harden.
Vera passed me the soap. “Be a dear and wash my back,” she asked. Her skin felt fabulous. She washed off the suds and moved from under the water. “Your go” she said. I sluiced off the dirt and sweat “Give me the soap and I’ll wash your back” she directed. He hands felt good, wonderful when she soaped my backside and down the back of my legs.
When I’d washed the suds off myself I again stood aside as Vera lathered and washed the front of her body. My tool ached with hardness. She passed me the soap and watched me do the front of my body. She made no comment on my obvious condition. We stood in the bath and dried ourselves. Vera assured me there was no point in putting on dirty clothes. She gathered them up and put them at the back door on her way to the kitchen. I followed behind her and continued to enjoy the unobstructed view of her naked body.
Together in the small kitchen we made sandwiches for lunch; body brushes unavoidable but exciting for me at least. At last we sat at the small laminex table to eat, and share the rare treasure of lemonade. Apart from anything else Vera treated me nicely. She talked to me, listened to me and took care of my self-esteem. The few dishes washed and put away Vera suggested a rest in her bedroom to cool off under the fan. Naturally I agreed.
The fan was like a propeller aircraft engine on a metal stand. But at least it made the air cooler. Her bed was wide and softly comfortable. We lay side by side and let the fan blow over our nude bodies. She talked and I mainly listened. It was difficult for me to believe that I could be so close to naked woman with all her assets carelessly on view. My prick stretched long, thick and hard along my belly. Clear sticky droplets flooded the knob. And yet she took no offence, took no notice, seemed unconcerned.
Vera rolled onto her side, her body against mine, and her big breasts lolled against my arm and chest as she lent over me. “For a young man you have a beautiful body you know,” she commented. Now I was suddenly shy. Her hand touched me for the first time. Fire shot through my body. My nipples hardened under her fingers. I passively lay there and enjoyed the sensations. Her fingers caressed my chest and belly, moved through my light fuzz of pubic hair. It was difficult for me to believe, to accept, that Vera’s hand caressed my tight balls and ran along the length of my cock: and she seemed to enjoy touching me. Her fingers wrapped around the thick girth of my tool. She slowly pumped her fist up and down. My belly clutched. The sperm lurched in my balls. Fluid dripped from the slit in my knob. Her fingers continued to pump. I could feel the familiar fabulous sensations flood my lower belly. Knowing what would happen I suggested she stop.
“Let it go, I want to watch you let go,” Vera murmured in my ear. My swollen prick throbbed. It ached. The spunk shot out in huge wet white gelatinous lumps, splattered onto my belly, flooded over her hand. “I’m sorry,” was all I could say. “Don’t be silly,” she replied, “that was simply wonderful. I’m so glad I could get you to do that.” I lay on my back and enjoyed the afterglow. Vera trailed her fingers through the pools of spunk on my belly. “I just love cum,” she said. Again she lay on her back beside me. “Would you like to touch me?” she asked. “Oh yes, I’ve always wanted to ever since we got here,” I told her.
I knelt along side of her. Gently my hands wandered over the magnificent breasts that mounded up on her chest. The nipples were already thick, hard and long. I teased them and massaged the large round orbs of flesh under them. One hand slid along her smooth belly, brushed into the soft pubic hair and across her slit. The folds of her gash were parted. It seeped heat and moisture. My fingers explored, found the tip of her bud and softly stroked it. Vera sighed. Her legs spread further apart.
Slowly and gently I used my hands on her breasts and snatch. I could see Vera enjoyed my work. Her breathing deepened. Her sighs became more frequent. Soon she began to rock and hump her gash at my fingers. I strummed her clit more firmly, faster. Her body heaved. Her mouth hung open as she sucked air into her lungs, all the while moaning and groaning. Her body shuddered as she came. Wetness flowed out of her cunt onto my fingers.
“Where did you learn to do that?” she asked. “I expected you to be rough. I expected to have to show you what to do. Instead I find you’re an expert. Who taught you?” “A couple of ladies at different times over the last couple of years,” was my guarded reply. “Never mind,” she said. “Your teachers did an excellent job.”
Vera’s hands reached for me and pulled me down on top her body. She manoeuvred her legs and arms around me, enfolded me in the cocoon of her warm soft smooth flesh. Her mouth fastened on mine. Our kisses were full of lust. My hard prick nestled between the fat flaps of her deep wide moist box. As our bodies rocked together lost in tight embrace my knob slithered into the maw of her cunt. My cock wallowed in the heat and wetness and, almost without effort, slipped into the clutching grab of her deep snatch. Our fuck was fierce and energetic. She fucked me as much as I fucked her.
“Aaargh, aaargh, oh yes, aaargh, I’m cuuuumming!” she cried out. Her body rocked, heaved and humped under me. I slowed my pace and enjoyed the power of watching her. Just when I thought she’d peaked I again fucked her harder and deeper. Vera responded more frantically than before. “Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, fuck me hard,” she chanted. Only her legs and arms around me held me in place as I struggled to maintain my rhythm in her spasming body. Her cunt held my cock in a hot grasping muscular embrace. I shuddered. My cock throbbed and pumped my spunk into her depths.
I lay on top of her. Sweat trickled down my back. Juice dribbled over my balls. Vera gently stroked my skin and whispered kind complimentary words in my ear. It was quite some time before we moved. As we showered again Vera insisted I understand the necessity for secrecy about our relationship. I was old enough to appreciate that and realised that others learning about this aspect of our lives could lose the opportunity for both of us. There was some motive of selfishness in my understanding.
It seemed none of the tenants or neighbours, or my mother, had any idea of our “secret”. Life went on as before except that now Vera, when we were home alone on weekdays, manipulated the situation for our mutual benefit. Sometimes she simply shocked me.
One hot day in the laundry, while we waited for the copper of clothes to boil, Vera stripped off her clothing then undid my shorts. I was terrified someone might see us. She reassured me as standing in front of me she wrapped me in her tight embrace, her mouth on mine with probing tongue, her heavy breasts crushed against my chest and her soft pubic hair pressed my erect tool between our bellies.
Vera knelt in front of me, caressed my balls and shaft with her fingers and ran her tongue over my knob. My body shivered. She sucked my cock into her mouth, grated her teeth over my skin and laved it with her tongue. The fire torched through my body. Spunk shot up the core of my prick into her throat. Vera drank it down, milked my tool with her hands and lapped the drops from the eye of my knob.
My mother noticed the closeness of my relationship with our caretaker, and seemed happy that we obviously got on so well. I heard Vera encourage my mother to attend Christmas and New Year parties, reassure Mum that I could stay over night in her care. Unfortunately that never eventuated. What did happen was better than any overnight stay.
In January Vera planned a week at the beach with a lady friend. My mother, for a further rent discount, was to act as part time caretaker when she was home from work. At Vera’s insistence I was to accompany her on her holiday. I even had some pocket money to spend. Small suitcase packed, including hat, bathers and beach towel, I was ready to go days in advance.
Our journey involved a bus into town, a few hours on a train, then a short bus ride to a small town along the foreshore of the surf. Vera’s friend Elsie met us at the bus stop. Elsie too was English and seemed a jovial woman. The walk to her holiday house was not far.
A couple of surprises awaited me at the old but comfortable wooden house. There was a young man there. Elsie’s friend Anzo was older than I, sixteen. He was slim, about as tall as me, with black hair, dark eyes and olive skin. The second surprise was the double bed in the second bedroom allocated to Vera and me. It didn’t take us long to unpack. The women talked over a light late lunch. Then it was agreed we’d all go to the beach.
When we came back home another surprise awaited me. We all in turn washed the sand off under an outdoor shower in the backyard. No one seemed to care or mind if we could be seen. But we all saw each other naked for the first time. The interest between everyone was obvious and open. Anzo was a big lad, his uncircumcised cock longer than mine. Elsie was much taller than Vera but slightly heavier. She had short curly brown hair on her head and lower belly. Her skin was brown but not from the sun. While her face was pretty it was her tits that captured my attention. They were ripe firm melons with little sag, tipped by big thick nipples. All the nakedness and close contact of course caused an erection. Fortunately Anzo’s response was similar.
Nudity was the go inside the house as we prepared the meal. The women incessantly talked. Anzo and I did the dishes then listened to some serials on the radio. He was quiet but good company. It was soon bedtime.
Vera drew me close. I enjoyed snuggling up to her luscious body, my leg over and between hers, hard cock pressed into her leg, my chest against her breast and my hand gently stroking her belly. Her hands fluttered over my back and backside. She whispered nice things to me. But the lust was tangible. Our cosiness was interrupted by the sounds of sex wafting in through the open bedroom door. Elsie was in full orgasmic flight. We listened briefly then Vera took control. Her mouth fastened passionately on mine, she manoeuvred my body onto hers, her hand guided my rampant tool into her vaginal orifice, and her hands gripped the cheeks of my arse as she pulled me into the deep hot hole of her snatch. Eagerly I complied with her guiding touch.
It was very special to fuck her and know in the back of my mind we couldn’t be censured by anyone, to know I didn’t have to get out of bed and go home. I was home. My tool sunk into her grasping burrow of flesh. We fucked each other slowly but steadily without haste. Our tongues intertwined. Her hands pulled me into her cunt. She lifted her lower body up to meet my inwards thrusts. The sound of my balls slapping her snatch, the wafting odour of her musk filled the air.
Vera came noisily and loudly. No doubt Elsie and Anzo could hear her sounds of pleasure in the bedroom across the hallway. That thought added a little spice to our sex.
Our fuck continued, now with more urgency, as the pressure of the sperm built in my belly and balls. The load of cum burst from my prick into Vera’s lovely cunt. She wrapped her legs around me and held me tightly. I gratefully rested on her soft hot perspiration covered body. Her hands soothed and caressed me while she murmured sweet words to me.
My cock, at that age in my life, never went really flaccid. It lost its hardness but the soft size of the erection remained. It was not long before, gloved in Vera’s hot wet tight tunnel, it was ready for more action. She decided we should do something different as she simply rolled over pinning me on my back beneath her.
Her ride started off slowly enough but she soon found a fast frenzied rhythm. Now she lay in my arms, her legs crooked around mine as she impaled herself on my prick. Her lower body rocked across mine and my cock speared in and out of her cunt. Her breathing soon became ragged. She cried out. “Aaargh, aaargh, oh yes, oh fuck, aaargh I’m cuuuumming!” As she peaked and slowed I bent my legs at the knees behind her, used my feet on the bed to drive my cock into her. Vera loved it. She came again even more forcefully and noisily than before. Once more my spunk rose through the core of my body and pumped inside her.
We lay in a tangle of arms and legs. Juice and perspiration dried on our bodies. We soon slept through the night. In the morning nature woke me. On my return to bed in the pink light of piccaninny dawn I noticed Vera’s relaxed spreadeagled pose as she slept peacefully. I snuggled into her warmth. Gently and softly I stroked my fingertips across her cleft. Carefully I probed between her labia, sought the entrance to her vagina, and unfolded her bud from its flesh nest. Slowly but surely her pussy blossomed. My cock throbbed.
Carefully I moved and knelt between her thighs. I slid of my shaft along the length of her gaping moist cleft. Consciousness was coming to her as her body involuntarily responded to my intrusion. Gradually she awakened. I watched her closely. Just as her eyes fluttered open I slid my hard prick into her cunt. She was fully awake. Her reaction was instantaneous. She smiled and spread her body voluptuously. I fucked her hard, fast and deep. Briefly she lay passively beneath my onslaught. But then nature took over. Her legs lifted around me, her body rocked and humped as she mashed her maw against my belly. Our fuck soared to a noisy crescendo. The day was off to a great start.
The first day set the scene for the routine that followed. After the usual early morning housework and health activities we four went for a swim. Late in the afternoon we had a second swim. After lunch in the heat of the early afternoon we shared the one double bed for a collective siesta. Elsie dictated events for us, but it was oh so easy to agree to her demands.
The first afternoon siestas proved interesting and set the tone for the rest of our stay. The two women lay side by side on the bed, legs spreadeagled while Anzo and I serviced their needs. I touched and tasted Elsie for the first time. Her melon breasts mounded up on her chest, olive nipples jutting. Curly brown pubic hair stopped short of her long slit. Thick crinkled labia protruded beyond her gash. Her clitoris was large and fat. I lay between her thighs and worked my mouth and tongue over and through her cunt. Beside me Anzo dipped his tongue into Vera’s gaping gash. It was certainly exciting.
Both women eventually climaxed. They fed on each other’s stimulation. Then Anzo and I swapped places to repeat the exercise, this time both women much faster than before. And again we swapped. Finally satisfied Anzo and I were directed to straddle each woman’s chest. Elsie sucked my cock, naturally already throbbing hard with need, deep into her throat. My climax followed quickly, cum swallowed and slurped from my emptying tool.
That night I was directed to sleep with Elsie and Anzo with Vera. The change excited me. Of course Elsie dictated our activities. Initially she was content to hug my body to her voluptuous breasts, belly and legs. Our tongues, mouths and hands explored each other. But soon she had me on my back, straddled my chest and planted her large fat gash over my mouth as she used the bed head for support. She rocked her wide-open snatch over my mouth and nose. Her cunt engulfed my face. Her aroma filled my nostrils. Slick moisture ran out of her. She quickly found a position that gave her most pleasure. I stabbed my tongue into her cunt, slurped on her juice, sucked at her thick fat clitoris. I devoured her.
Above me Elsie humped her cunt over my mouth. “Oh yes, oh yes, oh fuuuck, ooohh, aaargh,” she wailed. In front of my eyes her labia were suffused with blood, red and swollen around the open pink orifice of her cunt. Her labia stood up proud and hard. Mucus flooded from her gash. Against my belly my tool throbbed with excitement.
I crouched behind her as she knelt in front of me. Her big bold slick cunt poked out between her spread thighs. Without any real effort my fat hard thick prick slid into her hot depths. I reached around her body with my hands and grasped her hanging melon sized breasts, gripped her long nipples in my fingers, and pumped my cock long and hard into her clasping cunt. Elsie rocked her body back at me so that my cock was buried to the base on each inwards thrust. My tight ball sac slapped against her flesh. She came quickly, fiercely and vocally in a long drawn out body shaking climax. My tool swelled and pumped with uncontrolled excitement. The spunk pulsed up through my core, spurted into her hot clutching cunt. My body shivered.
We rested locked together in tight embrace, her arms and legs around my body, my flaccid prick in the grove of her sloppy snatch. Elsie caressed my body while she talked about fucking me again soon, real soon. It did not take very long for her to get her wish. Gradually my cock grew hard. It easily slithered into her hot wet willing box. “Fuck me hard, fuck me fast,” she urged.
Elsie was hot, just oh so hot. She wanted it, needed it so badly. She rocketed to a number of orgasms while I fiercely pounded my prick into her gaping but clasping cunt. Her hands and legs held me tightly inside her each time she peaked. She continued to vocalise her feelings as she soared to her inner stars. It became too intense for me. My cock again pumped cum. She drew me to her, held and stroked me, as we slipped off to sleep, my prick still inside her wet cave of flesh.
And so the week of pleasure rolled by with Anzo and I forced to continuously service the two ladies. All too soon it was time for Vera and me to return to the city. But our holiday has remained in my memory all my life.
My mother and I constantly moved from place to place. I was in my mid-teens when we rented an upstairs flat at the rear of a two-storey block of four flats. The caretaker Vera, a pleasant happy English lady, occupied the front flat downstairs. Soon Mum was able to get a rent reduction of five shillings a week if I did a range of work to help Vera. As I received a shilling of this from Mum I was fairly happy with the arrangements. I pushed a mower around the small area of grass front and back, chopped wood and kindling, and other minor tasks in my spare time. Apart from the rent savings my mother was happy too. It meant while she worked I was not home from school alone. I was in Vera’s care.
A lot of people around the neighbourhood thought Vera was a bit different. She was certainly forthright, but in a good-humoured way. Part of the problem was her skimpy clothing, particularly as the weather became warmer. Vera’s shorts were seen by some to be too short, her blouses too revealing. Certainly my mother didn’t think there was a problem. In fact Mum was bit inclined that way herself. If Vera was aware of the criticism she certainly took no notice of it. But I noticed her appearance and, worse still, enjoyed it.
As I worked around the block of flats I frequently had the good fortune to have my fair share of close up views of Vera’s ample physical assets. She was in her late thirties, had short blond hair, blue eyes, a nice face and wide smiling mouth, with a peaches complexion. While she was short in stature she was strong in build. Large breasts filled out her blouses. Her backside hanging out of her brief shorts and legs always looked great to me.
Work in her flat, or in the laundry at the rear of the block, always brought us into close contact. I saw different glimpses of her in both locations. Going in and out of her flat I had occasional glimpses of Vera that covered the full range of ad hoc possibilities: in bra and panties, topless, revealing housecoat and, best of all, nude. For a young man of my impressionable age such glimpses were simply wonderful and turned my perpetually half hard cock into a full erection. If Vera noticed my interest she ignored it, that is until one hot summer day in the laundry.
Vera took in washing and ironing. My job in the laundry was to light the fire under the copper, and keep it burning until the clothes boiled. It was always hot there in the confined brick room. But an advantage was my closeness to Vera. She always chatted incessantly as we worked. And I always watched her. As she bent over in front of me the cheeks of her backside were there to be looked at. When she crouched the shorts hugged the split of her crutch. That day in the December holidays was especially hot. Vera wore no bra under her sleeveless blouse. A number of buttons down the front were undone. Her breasts swung enticingly in front of my eyes as we worked. My erection pushed at the fly of my old khaki shorts.
We sweated together until we had the last load of washing on the line late in the morning. I agreed with Vera’s suggestion that we call it a day. Even better was the news that she had a bottle of lemonade for us to share. As we entered her flat through the back door Vera thought a cold shower for both of us would be just the thing to get rid of the perspiration and cool us off. I followed her to the bathroom. She began to remove her blouse. I just stood. “Come on,” she said, “don’t be shy. I’ve seen men before and I know you’ve certainly seen me.” I dropped my shorts and underpants on the floor. By that time Vera was naked and turning on the shower that hung over the bath. I stepped in with her as she let the water run over her body. The sight of her naked flesh, her lovely heavy breasts, her round belly, cute arse and straw-coloured pubic hair caused my prick to harden.
Vera passed me the soap. “Be a dear and wash my back,” she asked. Her skin felt fabulous. She washed off the suds and moved from under the water. “Your go” she said. I sluiced off the dirt and sweat “Give me the soap and I’ll wash your back” she directed. He hands felt good, wonderful when she soaped my backside and down the back of my legs.
When I’d washed the suds off myself I again stood aside as Vera lathered and washed the front of her body. My tool ached with hardness. She passed me the soap and watched me do the front of my body. She made no comment on my obvious condition. We stood in the bath and dried ourselves. Vera assured me there was no point in putting on dirty clothes. She gathered them up and put them at the back door on her way to the kitchen. I followed behind her and continued to enjoy the unobstructed view of her naked body.
Together in the small kitchen we made sandwiches for lunch; body brushes unavoidable but exciting for me at least. At last we sat at the small laminex table to eat, and share the rare treasure of lemonade. Apart from anything else Vera treated me nicely. She talked to me, listened to me and took care of my self-esteem. The few dishes washed and put away Vera suggested a rest in her bedroom to cool off under the fan. Naturally I agreed.
The fan was like a propeller aircraft engine on a metal stand. But at least it made the air cooler. Her bed was wide and softly comfortable. We lay side by side and let the fan blow over our nude bodies. She talked and I mainly listened. It was difficult for me to believe that I could be so close to naked woman with all her assets carelessly on view. My prick stretched long, thick and hard along my belly. Clear sticky droplets flooded the knob. And yet she took no offence, took no notice, seemed unconcerned.
Vera rolled onto her side, her body against mine, and her big breasts lolled against my arm and chest as she lent over me. “For a young man you have a beautiful body you know,” she commented. Now I was suddenly shy. Her hand touched me for the first time. Fire shot through my body. My nipples hardened under her fingers. I passively lay there and enjoyed the sensations. Her fingers caressed my chest and belly, moved through my light fuzz of pubic hair. It was difficult for me to believe, to accept, that Vera’s hand caressed my tight balls and ran along the length of my cock: and she seemed to enjoy touching me. Her fingers wrapped around the thick girth of my tool. She slowly pumped her fist up and down. My belly clutched. The sperm lurched in my balls. Fluid dripped from the slit in my knob. Her fingers continued to pump. I could feel the familiar fabulous sensations flood my lower belly. Knowing what would happen I suggested she stop.
“Let it go, I want to watch you let go,” Vera murmured in my ear. My swollen prick throbbed. It ached. The spunk shot out in huge wet white gelatinous lumps, splattered onto my belly, flooded over her hand. “I’m sorry,” was all I could say. “Don’t be silly,” she replied, “that was simply wonderful. I’m so glad I could get you to do that.” I lay on my back and enjoyed the afterglow. Vera trailed her fingers through the pools of spunk on my belly. “I just love cum,” she said. Again she lay on her back beside me. “Would you like to touch me?” she asked. “Oh yes, I’ve always wanted to ever since we got here,” I told her.
I knelt along side of her. Gently my hands wandered over the magnificent breasts that mounded up on her chest. The nipples were already thick, hard and long. I teased them and massaged the large round orbs of flesh under them. One hand slid along her smooth belly, brushed into the soft pubic hair and across her slit. The folds of her gash were parted. It seeped heat and moisture. My fingers explored, found the tip of her bud and softly stroked it. Vera sighed. Her legs spread further apart.
Slowly and gently I used my hands on her breasts and snatch. I could see Vera enjoyed my work. Her breathing deepened. Her sighs became more frequent. Soon she began to rock and hump her gash at my fingers. I strummed her clit more firmly, faster. Her body heaved. Her mouth hung open as she sucked air into her lungs, all the while moaning and groaning. Her body shuddered as she came. Wetness flowed out of her cunt onto my fingers.
“Where did you learn to do that?” she asked. “I expected you to be rough. I expected to have to show you what to do. Instead I find you’re an expert. Who taught you?” “A couple of ladies at different times over the last couple of years,” was my guarded reply. “Never mind,” she said. “Your teachers did an excellent job.”
Vera’s hands reached for me and pulled me down on top her body. She manoeuvred her legs and arms around me, enfolded me in the cocoon of her warm soft smooth flesh. Her mouth fastened on mine. Our kisses were full of lust. My hard prick nestled between the fat flaps of her deep wide moist box. As our bodies rocked together lost in tight embrace my knob slithered into the maw of her cunt. My cock wallowed in the heat and wetness and, almost without effort, slipped into the clutching grab of her deep snatch. Our fuck was fierce and energetic. She fucked me as much as I fucked her.
“Aaargh, aaargh, oh yes, aaargh, I’m cuuuumming!” she cried out. Her body rocked, heaved and humped under me. I slowed my pace and enjoyed the power of watching her. Just when I thought she’d peaked I again fucked her harder and deeper. Vera responded more frantically than before. “Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, fuck me hard,” she chanted. Only her legs and arms around me held me in place as I struggled to maintain my rhythm in her spasming body. Her cunt held my cock in a hot grasping muscular embrace. I shuddered. My cock throbbed and pumped my spunk into her depths.
I lay on top of her. Sweat trickled down my back. Juice dribbled over my balls. Vera gently stroked my skin and whispered kind complimentary words in my ear. It was quite some time before we moved. As we showered again Vera insisted I understand the necessity for secrecy about our relationship. I was old enough to appreciate that and realised that others learning about this aspect of our lives could lose the opportunity for both of us. There was some motive of selfishness in my understanding.
It seemed none of the tenants or neighbours, or my mother, had any idea of our “secret”. Life went on as before except that now Vera, when we were home alone on weekdays, manipulated the situation for our mutual benefit. Sometimes she simply shocked me.
One hot day in the laundry, while we waited for the copper of clothes to boil, Vera stripped off her clothing then undid my shorts. I was terrified someone might see us. She reassured me as standing in front of me she wrapped me in her tight embrace, her mouth on mine with probing tongue, her heavy breasts crushed against my chest and her soft pubic hair pressed my erect tool between our bellies.
Vera knelt in front of me, caressed my balls and shaft with her fingers and ran her tongue over my knob. My body shivered. She sucked my cock into her mouth, grated her teeth over my skin and laved it with her tongue. The fire torched through my body. Spunk shot up the core of my prick into her throat. Vera drank it down, milked my tool with her hands and lapped the drops from the eye of my knob.
My mother noticed the closeness of my relationship with our caretaker, and seemed happy that we obviously got on so well. I heard Vera encourage my mother to attend Christmas and New Year parties, reassure Mum that I could stay over night in her care. Unfortunately that never eventuated. What did happen was better than any overnight stay.
In January Vera planned a week at the beach with a lady friend. My mother, for a further rent discount, was to act as part time caretaker when she was home from work. At Vera’s insistence I was to accompany her on her holiday. I even had some pocket money to spend. Small suitcase packed, including hat, bathers and beach towel, I was ready to go days in advance.
Our journey involved a bus into town, a few hours on a train, then a short bus ride to a small town along the foreshore of the surf. Vera’s friend Elsie met us at the bus stop. Elsie too was English and seemed a jovial woman. The walk to her holiday house was not far.
A couple of surprises awaited me at the old but comfortable wooden house. There was a young man there. Elsie’s friend Anzo was older than I, sixteen. He was slim, about as tall as me, with black hair, dark eyes and olive skin. The second surprise was the double bed in the second bedroom allocated to Vera and me. It didn’t take us long to unpack. The women talked over a light late lunch. Then it was agreed we’d all go to the beach.
When we came back home another surprise awaited me. We all in turn washed the sand off under an outdoor shower in the backyard. No one seemed to care or mind if we could be seen. But we all saw each other naked for the first time. The interest between everyone was obvious and open. Anzo was a big lad, his uncircumcised cock longer than mine. Elsie was much taller than Vera but slightly heavier. She had short curly brown hair on her head and lower belly. Her skin was brown but not from the sun. While her face was pretty it was her tits that captured my attention. They were ripe firm melons with little sag, tipped by big thick nipples. All the nakedness and close contact of course caused an erection. Fortunately Anzo’s response was similar.
Nudity was the go inside the house as we prepared the meal. The women incessantly talked. Anzo and I did the dishes then listened to some serials on the radio. He was quiet but good company. It was soon bedtime.
Vera drew me close. I enjoyed snuggling up to her luscious body, my leg over and between hers, hard cock pressed into her leg, my chest against her breast and my hand gently stroking her belly. Her hands fluttered over my back and backside. She whispered nice things to me. But the lust was tangible. Our cosiness was interrupted by the sounds of sex wafting in through the open bedroom door. Elsie was in full orgasmic flight. We listened briefly then Vera took control. Her mouth fastened passionately on mine, she manoeuvred my body onto hers, her hand guided my rampant tool into her vaginal orifice, and her hands gripped the cheeks of my arse as she pulled me into the deep hot hole of her snatch. Eagerly I complied with her guiding touch.
It was very special to fuck her and know in the back of my mind we couldn’t be censured by anyone, to know I didn’t have to get out of bed and go home. I was home. My tool sunk into her grasping burrow of flesh. We fucked each other slowly but steadily without haste. Our tongues intertwined. Her hands pulled me into her cunt. She lifted her lower body up to meet my inwards thrusts. The sound of my balls slapping her snatch, the wafting odour of her musk filled the air.
Vera came noisily and loudly. No doubt Elsie and Anzo could hear her sounds of pleasure in the bedroom across the hallway. That thought added a little spice to our sex.
Our fuck continued, now with more urgency, as the pressure of the sperm built in my belly and balls. The load of cum burst from my prick into Vera’s lovely cunt. She wrapped her legs around me and held me tightly. I gratefully rested on her soft hot perspiration covered body. Her hands soothed and caressed me while she murmured sweet words to me.
My cock, at that age in my life, never went really flaccid. It lost its hardness but the soft size of the erection remained. It was not long before, gloved in Vera’s hot wet tight tunnel, it was ready for more action. She decided we should do something different as she simply rolled over pinning me on my back beneath her.
Her ride started off slowly enough but she soon found a fast frenzied rhythm. Now she lay in my arms, her legs crooked around mine as she impaled herself on my prick. Her lower body rocked across mine and my cock speared in and out of her cunt. Her breathing soon became ragged. She cried out. “Aaargh, aaargh, oh yes, oh fuck, aaargh I’m cuuuumming!” As she peaked and slowed I bent my legs at the knees behind her, used my feet on the bed to drive my cock into her. Vera loved it. She came again even more forcefully and noisily than before. Once more my spunk rose through the core of my body and pumped inside her.
We lay in a tangle of arms and legs. Juice and perspiration dried on our bodies. We soon slept through the night. In the morning nature woke me. On my return to bed in the pink light of piccaninny dawn I noticed Vera’s relaxed spreadeagled pose as she slept peacefully. I snuggled into her warmth. Gently and softly I stroked my fingertips across her cleft. Carefully I probed between her labia, sought the entrance to her vagina, and unfolded her bud from its flesh nest. Slowly but surely her pussy blossomed. My cock throbbed.
Carefully I moved and knelt between her thighs. I slid of my shaft along the length of her gaping moist cleft. Consciousness was coming to her as her body involuntarily responded to my intrusion. Gradually she awakened. I watched her closely. Just as her eyes fluttered open I slid my hard prick into her cunt. She was fully awake. Her reaction was instantaneous. She smiled and spread her body voluptuously. I fucked her hard, fast and deep. Briefly she lay passively beneath my onslaught. But then nature took over. Her legs lifted around me, her body rocked and humped as she mashed her maw against my belly. Our fuck soared to a noisy crescendo. The day was off to a great start.
The first day set the scene for the routine that followed. After the usual early morning housework and health activities we four went for a swim. Late in the afternoon we had a second swim. After lunch in the heat of the early afternoon we shared the one double bed for a collective siesta. Elsie dictated events for us, but it was oh so easy to agree to her demands.
The first afternoon siestas proved interesting and set the tone for the rest of our stay. The two women lay side by side on the bed, legs spreadeagled while Anzo and I serviced their needs. I touched and tasted Elsie for the first time. Her melon breasts mounded up on her chest, olive nipples jutting. Curly brown pubic hair stopped short of her long slit. Thick crinkled labia protruded beyond her gash. Her clitoris was large and fat. I lay between her thighs and worked my mouth and tongue over and through her cunt. Beside me Anzo dipped his tongue into Vera’s gaping gash. It was certainly exciting.
Both women eventually climaxed. They fed on each other’s stimulation. Then Anzo and I swapped places to repeat the exercise, this time both women much faster than before. And again we swapped. Finally satisfied Anzo and I were directed to straddle each woman’s chest. Elsie sucked my cock, naturally already throbbing hard with need, deep into her throat. My climax followed quickly, cum swallowed and slurped from my emptying tool.
That night I was directed to sleep with Elsie and Anzo with Vera. The change excited me. Of course Elsie dictated our activities. Initially she was content to hug my body to her voluptuous breasts, belly and legs. Our tongues, mouths and hands explored each other. But soon she had me on my back, straddled my chest and planted her large fat gash over my mouth as she used the bed head for support. She rocked her wide-open snatch over my mouth and nose. Her cunt engulfed my face. Her aroma filled my nostrils. Slick moisture ran out of her. She quickly found a position that gave her most pleasure. I stabbed my tongue into her cunt, slurped on her juice, sucked at her thick fat clitoris. I devoured her.
Above me Elsie humped her cunt over my mouth. “Oh yes, oh yes, oh fuuuck, ooohh, aaargh,” she wailed. In front of my eyes her labia were suffused with blood, red and swollen around the open pink orifice of her cunt. Her labia stood up proud and hard. Mucus flooded from her gash. Against my belly my tool throbbed with excitement.
I crouched behind her as she knelt in front of me. Her big bold slick cunt poked out between her spread thighs. Without any real effort my fat hard thick prick slid into her hot depths. I reached around her body with my hands and grasped her hanging melon sized breasts, gripped her long nipples in my fingers, and pumped my cock long and hard into her clasping cunt. Elsie rocked her body back at me so that my cock was buried to the base on each inwards thrust. My tight ball sac slapped against her flesh. She came quickly, fiercely and vocally in a long drawn out body shaking climax. My tool swelled and pumped with uncontrolled excitement. The spunk pulsed up through my core, spurted into her hot clutching cunt. My body shivered.
We rested locked together in tight embrace, her arms and legs around my body, my flaccid prick in the grove of her sloppy snatch. Elsie caressed my body while she talked about fucking me again soon, real soon. It did not take very long for her to get her wish. Gradually my cock grew hard. It easily slithered into her hot wet willing box. “Fuck me hard, fuck me fast,” she urged.
Elsie was hot, just oh so hot. She wanted it, needed it so badly. She rocketed to a number of orgasms while I fiercely pounded my prick into her gaping but clasping cunt. Her hands and legs held me tightly inside her each time she peaked. She continued to vocalise her feelings as she soared to her inner stars. It became too intense for me. My cock again pumped cum. She drew me to her, held and stroked me, as we slipped off to sleep, my prick still inside her wet cave of flesh.
And so the week of pleasure rolled by with Anzo and I forced to continuously service the two ladies. All too soon it was time for Vera and me to return to the city. But our holiday has remained in my memory all my life.
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