For the first part see http://amandablogtest.blogspot.co.uk/2016/10/come-in-young-man-part-1.html
Part 12 - Sunday morning (10)
“So did you
get a good night’s rest?” Jane asked.
“Not
quite. Around three in the morning, I
stirred because I suddenly realised that someone was getting into bed beside me. They hadn’t turned on the light so they must
have known where they were going.”
“Who was it? Some guy trying to take advantage? Or was it that girl, that Freddie, trying to
make amends”
“No. It was someone rather more fleshy than
Freddie. She slid in alongside me and
gave me a cuddle. She was naked and
warm. It was Rebecca. She said she wanted to thank me for my help
that evening. ‘Don’t mention it Miss
Rebecca,’ I said. ‘I’m glad to help you
and Aunt Jane.’ At that she kissed me
and said that there was no need to be so formal and that I should call her Bex
or Miss Bex.”
“She did,
did she? And were you getting all excited.”
“Well,
yes. She started to properly snog
me. And as we were cuddling she rubbed
her thigh against my cock cage. I
started to get hard. Painfully so. I think she could feel some leakage was
starting to occur. ‘Poor you. Jane really doesn’t want you to play, does
she?’”
“She got
that right,” said Jane.
“’No, Miss
Bex,’ I said. She just kissed me harder
and asked me to touch her clit ring. I
fingered it very gently as her tongue probed my mouth. She was getting excited too.
“’She’d already
been holding my buttocks to pull me close but then she reached and touched my
butt plug. ‘Good. It’s still in place. You are a good girl. I think it’s time that came out so we can
thank you some more. ’
“We?”
questioned Jane.
“Yes, we,”
replied Andy. “As soon as she’d said
those words I felt someone getting in bed behind me. They must’ve been standing beside the bed
all the time Rebecca was making out with me.
They got in and started to cuddle me too.”
“Who was
it? Now was it Freddie?”
“No. They were altogether bigger and hairier. Bex said ‘Goldilocks would like to thank you
too.’”
“Crikey!”
exclaimed Aunt Jane.
“As I lay on
my side I now had a warm body in front of me, and an even hotter behind. A warm pair of boobs against my chest, with
a rather hairier chest pressing against my back. Another pair of hands encircled me. They were larger, rougher and stronger than
Rebecca’s. He said ‘Hello again,
Andy.’ It was Mr.V.”
“Mr.V!”
exclaimed Jane. Then why did she call
him ‘Goldilocks’?”
“I’ll come
to that in a minute. One of his hands
clasped my chest whilst the other felt my cock cage. ‘Bex told me about your little problem,’ he
said. Fingers started to tease my
nipples: his fingers.”
“Did that
feel nice?” Jane asked Andy looked shamefaced and stared down again. “You can tell me, honey.”
“Yes, Aunt
Jane,” replied Andy. “It did. He was nuzzling into the back of my neck and
starting to kiss that and nibble one of my ears. It was all a bit overpowering and sudden. I didn’t know what to do. I was being cuddled by a man. It felt all wrong. Rebecca could sense my unease. She just kissed me again on the lips and
said, ‘Relax babe. Enjoy the
moment. I’m sure you’ve wanted this, a
perfect girl like you. What greater compliment
could you have? It’s not every girl has
a handsome admirer like Mr.V. Now give
me a kiss; don’t neglect me. You can
touch me wherever you want.’ One of her hands
closed over mine and pressed it between her legs. She was getting very moist. I slowly stroked her labia and occasionally
gave her clit ring a little flick. She
just clamped her mouth over mine and writhed with pleasure. “
“It seems
like you’ve definitely found a new friend.”
“I think
‘two new friends’. I started to feel something
touching my thighs.”
“Hardly
surprising given what you were doing to Rebecca.”
“No, the
back of my thighs. Something was
touching and getting harder. Mr.V was
getting an erection. His cock pushed
between my legs till it was touching my ball sac. He moved a hand down and held my cock
cage. ‘Poor you,’ he whispered in my
ear. He pulled his other hand moved away from my nipples and I could feel him
touch the jewel of my butt plug. ‘Let’s
see what I can do for you,’ he said.”
“What did he
do? He didn’t …”
“No, Auntie.
He didn’t. Not in the way you’re
thinking. He pulled away and slid down the bed behind
me. The next thing, I felt fingers
touching the jewel of my butt plug. Gently,
he eased it and then pulled it out. I
wanted to twist round but Rebecca was still holding and kissing me and
expecting my attention. He gave a
little wipe to my bottom, and then a rather rough, whiskery surface touched my
bottom. He began to kiss my
bottom. Soft lingering kisses. First one cheek, then another. As he alternated, he slowly moved more
centrally towards the canyon between my cheeks. Then it really started: he kissed me.”
“What
instead of Rebecca?”
“No. He kissed my arsehole. Not a brief kiss. A long slow kiss, his stubbly chin brushing
between my things. I wriggled. It was strange being kissed there. And then I felt his tongue licking round my
anus. I squirmed. It made me all tingly. But not as much as what happened next.”
“So did he
now …”
“No,
Auntie. No. He was more caring than that. It was his tongue.”
Parts 13 to 15 to follow.
See Part 13 at http://amandablogtest.blogspot.co.uk/2017/02/come-in-young-man-part-13.html
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ReplyDeleteThe idea of someone slipping quietly in beside our Hero/heroine is a lovely one, somehow it brings warm memories.
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