Date: Mon, 5 Jul 2010 14:55:03 +1000
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Entertaining the visitors Part 7

My wife made the 'phone call, casually I listened to the scraps of
conversation...it seemed that something was going on and there were the
inevitable exclamations at appropriate intervals, eventually I heard the
"well that's it then, Friday week it is!".  Eyebrows raised I waited
patiently, frowning in thought my wife filled me in.

"They were coming up here, she's got an exhibition, or at least some of her
stuff is being exhibited - along with others - at the Drill Hall Gallery
weekend after next, she wanted to stay with us but hadn't got around to
asking..I think they would have turned up anyway!  So, of course I said
'yes' and then she wanted to know if her boy would be welcome too, seems he
was anxious for some reason...so I mentioned that funnily enough we'd both
been thinking of him and of course it would be ok...there, now are you
happy?"

She'd leaned over as she asked this and I could see down the top of her
dress, the small elegant breasts were neatly contained in a half cup bra.
She realised what I was staring at and moved closer...before long we had
her top removed and I was busy fondling the soft jutting globes,
occasionally I would bend and suck the tips as with nipple between my lips
she'd instruct me

"Hard, suck hard!"

Then inevitably sprawled upon the bed, in the damp between her thighs my
tongue would probe her fleshy folds as her hips rose and fell, head tossing
from side to side.

"That's enough darling, it's starting to hurt...when it's too much
pleasure...come in now, come in now, I want you in".

As expected the art exhibits matched the venue's reputation, much of what
was displayed appeared - on the surface at least - indecipherable but I did
note the occasional piece that disturbingly gave hints, strong ones at
that, of erotic undertones....I noted the name and..of course!  By my
shoulder our visitor lurked with son in tow, once more I appraised the fine
long legged form, slim hips and willowy waist - he was pouting sensually
and noting my inspection, playfully aimed a slap.  Mum looked on amused as
congratulating her I led him off "for refreshment".  Once out in the open I
steered him into the college grounds, these heavily overgrown with native
shrubs and bushes were ideal and it wasn't long before in a secluded
corner, I drew the boy to me.  Looking up he simpered and then asked

"Well, did you miss me...or have you got your hands on another 15 year
old?"

Not bothering to answer I kissed him lingeringly, slowly almost reluctantly
his teeth parted and his tongue touched mine, we stood like that for some
minutes until coming up for air I set him at ease

"Well, that should tell you something, shouldn't it?  No boys, not one but
there IS one I was thinking about, lots...guess who?"

Sensual lips once sullen now smiling offered themselves again and again our
tongues touched in a caress as his arms went round my waist, he was on tip
toe.  Eventually I drew back, darkly pretty he stood there head lowered,
lost for words - unusually - so tilting his chin I whispered

"This evening....the girls have something planned, something very naughty I
suppose...and you know what...I'd love to do it to you here, right here in
the bushes...but instead I'm going to try and save it...though looking at
you like this, I'm worried I'll cum...in my pants!"

With a titter he clutched my arm, and I walked him back as he held on
possessively to be safely delivered up to his sweet whacky Mum.

We'd all eaten and settled round to discuss the day's events, a painting
had actually been sold!  That business out of the way, glances were
exchanged...our visitor had been sizing up her offspring, now she and my
wife beckoned him, mystified he followed as the two women led him out.  I
knew what was going on of course and had been tantalising myself with
anticipation and a touch of trepidation for a while....I could trust my
wife to keep things - within bounds I supposed but that artistic flower
child of a mother, well I rather wondered what might emerge.  With a
resigned sigh I listened to the giggles, then the "Oooohs!" that drifted
through.  When eventually the two women emerged, they looked smug as they
stood aside for their creation to appear.  Then - good God!  My wife had
camera in hand I noticed, just as well too..I hadn't fully appreciated what
a lovely body he had and between them, they had set it off to advantage!
The boy before me was probably a dead ringer for Liza Minnelli, hand on hip
he swayed into the room, sequined costume hugging him tight, suspenders and
stockings sheathing slim legs, and the make up - wow!  Fully aware of his
impact upon me the boy wheeled away to flaunt his buttocks, pausing with
one leg outstretched.  Everything inside me was shrieking "Gimme! Please
Gimme, please!" but the little tease lingered just out of reach and to make
it worse, running a tongue over moist lips, he began to caress his smooth
flanks.  Again that rotation and glimpse of buttock...the women were now
looking expectant...and again I noticed the camera poised then mercifully,
with swaying hips he slowly sauntered over to stand before me.  I patted my
lap and with an elegant flounce the vision settled, a tongue fluttered in
my ear and he finally spoke

"Is this nice...do you think I'll do...or would you prefer another
boy...I've missed you you know?  Mmmm this is comfy, why don't you put your
hand here...look just where the top ends...on my thigh, just feel me...oh
yes, stroke me darling, a bit higher....I want you to...let your hands go
everywhere, wider, there that's better you can reach now."

Somehow I'd managed to extract his penis, the women avidly watched as I
carefully masturbated him while my lips ran down his neck to his shoulder,
I felt him shiver and the camera flashed again, my wife's legs were
crossing and uncrossing as were his Mum's, the boy himself lay panting
against me.  There was a problem, although able to insert a finger, the
costume itself was too tight to allow wider entry and I was increasingly
more ardent in my desires...feelings obviously shared by the morsel in my
lap - he came to my rescue

"There's a button, down here between...then you lift up....and I'm
ready...they got me ready for you...you'll see, just hurry!"

Sure enough, concealed as it was I'd never have searched there for it,
briefly the leggy beauty was on his feet and then he was lifted and I him
and laid him down upon the couch, buttocks exposed and ready.  Reverent, I
parted his legs and knelt between, an exploratory feel between the lush
swellings and their cleft revealed, something slippery and vaguely
scented....the boy was ready to be enjoyed and expecting it too for
impatient fingers guided my penis unerringly.  Once there, I reached and
lifted his hips up and towards me, then eased up and in, I heard the catch
of breath, his mother was there stroking his head

"There darling, is that nice, it's what you were waiting for all this time,
wasn't it?"

Then with a glance up at me

"Best go gently, he hasn't done it since..the holidays, silly boy he's been
fussy so he'll be rather tight in there..."

Hips rose to meet mine then muffled with face buried in cushion

"Mum...I didn't want you to tell him!  Oh Mum...it's so good to have him
in!"

There followed what I took to be happy sobs as eagerly I probed that divine
boy's depths, while his mother avidly attentive and my wife - aroused and
camera happy - lingered to watch and savour. So, I thought to myself "What
a strange little group, and so much fun to be had", tenderly I gripped his
slender waist to steady my thrusts then looked up and exchanged smiles with
his Mum.