Teenage Adventures Chapter 5 Ms Alsover s
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Over the next few weeks, Maria visited almost daily, and her appetite for sex seemed to increase as her pregnancy matured. Timothy did his best to satisfy both Ms. Alsover and Maria, and had on some days been able to achieve up to nine orgasms. Obviously, the boy was healthy, Ms. Alsover thought to herself, but she also noticed that as the days wore on, the boy's youthful fountains of semen turned into a few hard-won droplets.
Ms. Alsover feared that between herself and Maria, perhaps they were straining the boy's libido. After careful consideration, she decided to invite Mr. Oliver for dinner. Having seen some of his private paintings, it had been her suspicion that Mr. Oliver was more interested in her posing nude than dinner itself.
And sure enough, the first thing Mr. Oliver suggested after accepting her invitation was to bring paper and charcoal for some 'sketch practice' after dinner.
Ms. Alsover had also invited Maria and Timothy, and on Saturday evening, the three of them were sitting on the couch, snacking on appetizers when the doorbell rang at precisely six o'clock. Always punctual, Mr. Oliver wore pressed khaki slacks and a short sleeved white dress shirt. A slender, tall man of seventy-two, he looked tan and healthy.
In his left hand, he held a bottle of red wine, and in the other he carried an over-sized leather portfolio containing paper and art supplies.
Ms. Alsover made introductions for Mr. Oliver, Maria and Timothy, and then the four of them moved to the dining room. Over dinner, Mr. Oliver politely inquired about Maria's pregnancy, and complemented Timothy on the fine job he had obviously done in Ms. Alsover's yard, for it looked lovely.
Maria cleared off the dishes and brought out dessert, while Ms. Alsover tried to find a way to steer the conversation towards the subject that was on her mind when she invited Mr. Oliver.
"Charles", she began, "I see you brought your portfolio". Would you mind showing Maria and Timothy some of your work? Mr. Oliver hesitated. Looking at Timothy, he said "Most of my works require a, eh, somewhat mature audience".
"Oh Charles, I am sure the boy can handle the adult nature of your work", spoke Ms. Alsover resolutely.
Mr. Oliver cleared his throat. "Well then", he said while reaching for his portfolio. "These are some pencil sketches I have been working on recently".
From the stack of papers, he pulled several pieces. As be spread them out on the table, Ms. Alsover recognized Mrs. Anderson and Ms. Vettel, both members of their senior drawing class. The resemblance was uncanny, and the composition of the drawings was very tasteful, capturing the naked essence of the individuals that had modeled for him, without being overtly sensual.
It was also obvious that Mr. Oliver was ill at ease with the unexpected extra dinner guests, and it did not seem very likely he would pursue any sketching this evening.
That is when Maria decided to take matters in her own hand. Holding up one of the drawings, she said: "This is my second pregnancy, and hopefully the last one for at least a while."
She winked at Ms. Alsover, and continued: "My body has changed so much, I would love for you to draw it, so I can show my c***dren when they are older". As she was saying this, she unbuttoned her blouse and exposed her swollen breasts and glowing pregnancy bump.
Mr. Oliver looked in astonishment at the unabashed nudity of the girl in the presence of Ms. Alsover and Timothy.
It was now or never Ms. Alsover thought to herself. She stood up and walked over to Timothy's chair. Standing behind the boy, she placed her hands on his shoulders and looked back at Mr. Oliver.
"Timothy and I are lovers, Charles, and Maria has been kind enough to join our lovemaking. Perhaps you could sketch the three of us?"
Mr. Oliver seemed flabbergasted, and before he could make any objections, Maria interjected "Great, then let's all move to the living room and make ourselves comfortable".
By the time Mr. Oliver had collected his art supplies and made his way to the living room, he found Maria fully undressed, helping Ms. Alsover out of her bra and panties. A moment later, they both stood naked on either side of Timothy, and in a coordinated effort, they removed his shirt, pants, socks and shoes.
Mr. Oliver looked at the boy, momentarily standing awkwardly in his just his underwear. Then Maria reached over and pulled down his briefs.
"Good heavens", Mr. Oliver thought to himself as the unexpectedly large flaccid penis plopped out of the boy's underwear. As his eyes drank in the smooth hooded knob on Timothy's thick uncut manhood, and the two massive testicles in the boy's low-hanging scrotum, his own manhood became erect rapidly.
Noticing the bulge in Mr. Oliver's slacks, Maria winked at Ms. Alsover. Mission accomplished!
As Mr. Oliver busied himself with setting up his easel and paper, he casually reached down the front of his slacks several times in an effort to hide his arousal.
Finally, he came over to Ms. Alsover and asked her if she would be comfortable standing for the next half hour. He explained that the composition he had in mind called for Maria to sit on a chair or stool, with Ms. Alsover and Timothy standing behind her. He had not fully worked out the rest of the pose yet, but suggested they started by getting a chair from the dining room for Maria to sit on.
Maria sat down as she was asked, and in her unabashed nature opened her legs widely, provocatively exposing her dark, swollen mound.
Mr. Oliver did not seem to notice. He placed one of Ms. Alsover's hands on Maria's shoulder, and then moved over to Timothy. Placing this hands on the boy’s hips, he gently nudged him one step sideways. Then, with one hand still on his hips, he knelt behind Timothy and pulled one leg back about ten inches.
He walked back to his easel and squinted his eyes. Not satisfied with what he saw, he returned and placed his fingers around the shaft of Timothy's penis. He moved it ever so slightly to the left, while cupping the boys testicles with the other hand and pulling them forward.
Then he returned to his easel and squinted again. Now, he walked to the tall table along the back wall of the living room, and turned on the lamps on either end of it. After that, he returned to Timothy, gently pushed back his chest with the palm of his hand, and then reached down for the shaft of his phallus again. This time, Timothy could clearly feel himself becoming erect as the man touched his penis.
Mr. Oliver noticed it too. He cupped the boy's testicles and subtlety massaged them as he made yet another artistic adjustment of the boy's genitalia.
As Mr. Oliver walked back to his easel, Timothy began to feel very uncomfortable with his mounting erection clearly there for all to see. He felt a comforting hand of Ms. Alsover’s on the small of his back, and heard Mr. Oliver clear his throat.
Trying to sound indifferent, he said "Eh, Timothy, I see that you have an erection."
Timothy blushed, and sheepishly looked down at his penis, which was becoming harder by the moment.
"For the sake of the overall nature of this composition, it would be better if your penis were in, eh, a resting position", Mr. Oliver went on.
Timothy helplessly looked at Ms. Alsover, and heard Maria snigger.
Then, they all looked on in astonishment as Mr. Oliver knelt down in front of Timothy, opened his mouth and started to perform fellatio on the boy's hard erection.
The man's warm mouth felt sensational to Timothy, and then he moaned involuntarily as he felt a hand expertly pulling back the foreskin from his engorged acorn, and a muscular tongue rapidly circling the bottom of it.
Timothy became unaware of his surroundings as he felt a strong hand stroking his shaft, and then the man's warm mouth again, around one of his testicles.
Ms. Alsover and Maria watched intently as Mr. Oliver whetted his middle finger in his mouth, and then began massaging the boy’s rectum. After a short while, it slipped inside, and as he began stroking the boy’s prostate from inside his anus, Timothy's rectum clenched on Mr. Oliver’s finger and load after load of the boy's semen spewed into the old man's mouth.
Mr. Oliver had never felt such a deluge of cum in his mouth. He swallowed down two big gulps, and licked his lips. Another spurt of seed landed on his cheek. He wiped it off with his index finger, and once again savored Timothy's creamy goo before meticulously licking clean the boy's flaccid penis and foreskin.
Timothy looked spent and unsteady as he opened his eyes again. Mr. Oliver stood up and nervously looked at the naked individuals in front of him. Then, he felt a hand in his fly, gripping his erection, and heard Maria say: "Holy shit, I am soaking wet, Mr. Oliver. I need your cock in me now, and you better not say No".
Before he knew what was happening, Ms. Alsover pulled down his slacks and unbuttoned his shirt. Having intercourse with a pregnant girl was not exactly his cup of tea, but with the taste of Timothy's semen fresh on his palette, he followed Maria to the couch and kneeled before her open loins. He grabbed hold of his fat cock and gently pushed it inside the girls wet mound. Maria moaned loudly, as Ms. Alsover and Timothy sat down beside her. As Maria began to shiver and juices were spilling from her swollen snatch, Ms. Alsover began to vigorously rub her own clit.
While staring intently as the boys soft penis, Mr. Oliver quickened his strokes, then pulled out of the girl and squirted his load on Timothy's testicles and flaccid shaft. Upon feeling the warm semen of the old man on his genitals, Timothy seemed to snap out of his stupor. Ms. Alsover reached for his penis and started to smear the other man's seed on her boy's fleshy dildo. Mr. Oliver watched in awe, as the boys big cock once again became fully engorged. Timothy locked eyes with Ms. Alsover, and then kneeled in front of her overgrown bush. He guided his semen-coated organ to the soggy entrance of her slit, and once again entered the old woman.
As if in trance, he settled into a feverish rhythm of long strokes, while Ms. Alsover moaned and continued rubbing her wet clit. Maria and Mr. Oliver both stared as the young boy pushed his erection deeper and deeper into the old woman's snatch. Maria started fingering herself again, while Mr. Oliver started stroking his own flaccid cock with one hand, while massaging Timothy's scrotum with the other.
Finally, the boy came again. With his cock still snugly in Ms. Alsover's sloshy vagina, he bent over and they kissed each other passionately.
Ms. Alsover feared that between herself and Maria, perhaps they were straining the boy's libido. After careful consideration, she decided to invite Mr. Oliver for dinner. Having seen some of his private paintings, it had been her suspicion that Mr. Oliver was more interested in her posing nude than dinner itself.
And sure enough, the first thing Mr. Oliver suggested after accepting her invitation was to bring paper and charcoal for some 'sketch practice' after dinner.
Ms. Alsover had also invited Maria and Timothy, and on Saturday evening, the three of them were sitting on the couch, snacking on appetizers when the doorbell rang at precisely six o'clock. Always punctual, Mr. Oliver wore pressed khaki slacks and a short sleeved white dress shirt. A slender, tall man of seventy-two, he looked tan and healthy.
In his left hand, he held a bottle of red wine, and in the other he carried an over-sized leather portfolio containing paper and art supplies.
Ms. Alsover made introductions for Mr. Oliver, Maria and Timothy, and then the four of them moved to the dining room. Over dinner, Mr. Oliver politely inquired about Maria's pregnancy, and complemented Timothy on the fine job he had obviously done in Ms. Alsover's yard, for it looked lovely.
Maria cleared off the dishes and brought out dessert, while Ms. Alsover tried to find a way to steer the conversation towards the subject that was on her mind when she invited Mr. Oliver.
"Charles", she began, "I see you brought your portfolio". Would you mind showing Maria and Timothy some of your work? Mr. Oliver hesitated. Looking at Timothy, he said "Most of my works require a, eh, somewhat mature audience".
"Oh Charles, I am sure the boy can handle the adult nature of your work", spoke Ms. Alsover resolutely.
Mr. Oliver cleared his throat. "Well then", he said while reaching for his portfolio. "These are some pencil sketches I have been working on recently".
From the stack of papers, he pulled several pieces. As be spread them out on the table, Ms. Alsover recognized Mrs. Anderson and Ms. Vettel, both members of their senior drawing class. The resemblance was uncanny, and the composition of the drawings was very tasteful, capturing the naked essence of the individuals that had modeled for him, without being overtly sensual.
It was also obvious that Mr. Oliver was ill at ease with the unexpected extra dinner guests, and it did not seem very likely he would pursue any sketching this evening.
That is when Maria decided to take matters in her own hand. Holding up one of the drawings, she said: "This is my second pregnancy, and hopefully the last one for at least a while."
She winked at Ms. Alsover, and continued: "My body has changed so much, I would love for you to draw it, so I can show my c***dren when they are older". As she was saying this, she unbuttoned her blouse and exposed her swollen breasts and glowing pregnancy bump.
Mr. Oliver looked in astonishment at the unabashed nudity of the girl in the presence of Ms. Alsover and Timothy.
It was now or never Ms. Alsover thought to herself. She stood up and walked over to Timothy's chair. Standing behind the boy, she placed her hands on his shoulders and looked back at Mr. Oliver.
"Timothy and I are lovers, Charles, and Maria has been kind enough to join our lovemaking. Perhaps you could sketch the three of us?"
Mr. Oliver seemed flabbergasted, and before he could make any objections, Maria interjected "Great, then let's all move to the living room and make ourselves comfortable".
By the time Mr. Oliver had collected his art supplies and made his way to the living room, he found Maria fully undressed, helping Ms. Alsover out of her bra and panties. A moment later, they both stood naked on either side of Timothy, and in a coordinated effort, they removed his shirt, pants, socks and shoes.
Mr. Oliver looked at the boy, momentarily standing awkwardly in his just his underwear. Then Maria reached over and pulled down his briefs.
"Good heavens", Mr. Oliver thought to himself as the unexpectedly large flaccid penis plopped out of the boy's underwear. As his eyes drank in the smooth hooded knob on Timothy's thick uncut manhood, and the two massive testicles in the boy's low-hanging scrotum, his own manhood became erect rapidly.
Noticing the bulge in Mr. Oliver's slacks, Maria winked at Ms. Alsover. Mission accomplished!
As Mr. Oliver busied himself with setting up his easel and paper, he casually reached down the front of his slacks several times in an effort to hide his arousal.
Finally, he came over to Ms. Alsover and asked her if she would be comfortable standing for the next half hour. He explained that the composition he had in mind called for Maria to sit on a chair or stool, with Ms. Alsover and Timothy standing behind her. He had not fully worked out the rest of the pose yet, but suggested they started by getting a chair from the dining room for Maria to sit on.
Maria sat down as she was asked, and in her unabashed nature opened her legs widely, provocatively exposing her dark, swollen mound.
Mr. Oliver did not seem to notice. He placed one of Ms. Alsover's hands on Maria's shoulder, and then moved over to Timothy. Placing this hands on the boy’s hips, he gently nudged him one step sideways. Then, with one hand still on his hips, he knelt behind Timothy and pulled one leg back about ten inches.
He walked back to his easel and squinted his eyes. Not satisfied with what he saw, he returned and placed his fingers around the shaft of Timothy's penis. He moved it ever so slightly to the left, while cupping the boys testicles with the other hand and pulling them forward.
Then he returned to his easel and squinted again. Now, he walked to the tall table along the back wall of the living room, and turned on the lamps on either end of it. After that, he returned to Timothy, gently pushed back his chest with the palm of his hand, and then reached down for the shaft of his phallus again. This time, Timothy could clearly feel himself becoming erect as the man touched his penis.
Mr. Oliver noticed it too. He cupped the boy's testicles and subtlety massaged them as he made yet another artistic adjustment of the boy's genitalia.
As Mr. Oliver walked back to his easel, Timothy began to feel very uncomfortable with his mounting erection clearly there for all to see. He felt a comforting hand of Ms. Alsover’s on the small of his back, and heard Mr. Oliver clear his throat.
Trying to sound indifferent, he said "Eh, Timothy, I see that you have an erection."
Timothy blushed, and sheepishly looked down at his penis, which was becoming harder by the moment.
"For the sake of the overall nature of this composition, it would be better if your penis were in, eh, a resting position", Mr. Oliver went on.
Timothy helplessly looked at Ms. Alsover, and heard Maria snigger.
Then, they all looked on in astonishment as Mr. Oliver knelt down in front of Timothy, opened his mouth and started to perform fellatio on the boy's hard erection.
The man's warm mouth felt sensational to Timothy, and then he moaned involuntarily as he felt a hand expertly pulling back the foreskin from his engorged acorn, and a muscular tongue rapidly circling the bottom of it.
Timothy became unaware of his surroundings as he felt a strong hand stroking his shaft, and then the man's warm mouth again, around one of his testicles.
Ms. Alsover and Maria watched intently as Mr. Oliver whetted his middle finger in his mouth, and then began massaging the boy’s rectum. After a short while, it slipped inside, and as he began stroking the boy’s prostate from inside his anus, Timothy's rectum clenched on Mr. Oliver’s finger and load after load of the boy's semen spewed into the old man's mouth.
Mr. Oliver had never felt such a deluge of cum in his mouth. He swallowed down two big gulps, and licked his lips. Another spurt of seed landed on his cheek. He wiped it off with his index finger, and once again savored Timothy's creamy goo before meticulously licking clean the boy's flaccid penis and foreskin.
Timothy looked spent and unsteady as he opened his eyes again. Mr. Oliver stood up and nervously looked at the naked individuals in front of him. Then, he felt a hand in his fly, gripping his erection, and heard Maria say: "Holy shit, I am soaking wet, Mr. Oliver. I need your cock in me now, and you better not say No".
Before he knew what was happening, Ms. Alsover pulled down his slacks and unbuttoned his shirt. Having intercourse with a pregnant girl was not exactly his cup of tea, but with the taste of Timothy's semen fresh on his palette, he followed Maria to the couch and kneeled before her open loins. He grabbed hold of his fat cock and gently pushed it inside the girls wet mound. Maria moaned loudly, as Ms. Alsover and Timothy sat down beside her. As Maria began to shiver and juices were spilling from her swollen snatch, Ms. Alsover began to vigorously rub her own clit.
While staring intently as the boys soft penis, Mr. Oliver quickened his strokes, then pulled out of the girl and squirted his load on Timothy's testicles and flaccid shaft. Upon feeling the warm semen of the old man on his genitals, Timothy seemed to snap out of his stupor. Ms. Alsover reached for his penis and started to smear the other man's seed on her boy's fleshy dildo. Mr. Oliver watched in awe, as the boys big cock once again became fully engorged. Timothy locked eyes with Ms. Alsover, and then kneeled in front of her overgrown bush. He guided his semen-coated organ to the soggy entrance of her slit, and once again entered the old woman.
As if in trance, he settled into a feverish rhythm of long strokes, while Ms. Alsover moaned and continued rubbing her wet clit. Maria and Mr. Oliver both stared as the young boy pushed his erection deeper and deeper into the old woman's snatch. Maria started fingering herself again, while Mr. Oliver started stroking his own flaccid cock with one hand, while massaging Timothy's scrotum with the other.
Finally, the boy came again. With his cock still snugly in Ms. Alsover's sloshy vagina, he bent over and they kissed each other passionately.
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