Date: Sat, 3 Jul 2010 16:47:09 +1000
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Park views Part 27

Watching the shapely little mounds, I began to day dream, Julie, my
daughter and our young boy friend were going through routine dance
exercises out on the terrace, tightly stretched lycra tempted and for some
reason I began to think of Irene's Mum then tucked the thoughts away for
future reference.  Meanwhile, what joy, utter joy to watch the slender
bodies as they skipped, swayed and stretched in unison...it was those
buttocks.  Now some will maintain there's little difference between the
sexes at that age but they are wrong.  The boy's globes, they had my full
attention - don't get me wrong, my daughter and Julie had charms of their
own...that I had sampled but that boy now, were they more shapely, firmer?
I decided that once the routine was finished, some personal assessment was
indicated....after all his father and I had this agreement...eventually the
music stopped and I began to organise refreshments.  It was in the kitchen
that I felt it, a body brushing against mine, I looked down into an
innocent face

"Can I help...with those drinks I mean?"

I paused, uncertain for a second and then decided that it probably was a
case of 'double entendre' - among this lot it was to be expected.  So I
smiled and told him how much I'd admired his performance.  Again he pressed
closer and without pulling away, resumed

"It makes me randy when I'm dancing and someone like you or Dad is watching
me...I know what you were looking at too...do you really like them?"

Here he leaned forward and ran his hands over his buttocks, then still
looking at me, he began to fondle them.  I nearly dropped the tray, instead
I ushered him out and called the two girls who came scampering over. It was
when I resumed my seat that it happened, a body wriggled into my lap and
looking defiance at the two girls, began to fiddle with my zip.  There was
silence, my breathing was probably the loudest thing in the room just then.
I wondered if things would become awkward...either Julie or my daughter
might have been expecting "fun" with me but to my relief, good natured
giggles broke out...and glances exchanged.  Of course it wasn't to be
simple

"Well, Dad..if you're going to be...disgusting with him, me and Julie want
to watch, please Dad?"

I looked at the boy and he nodded blithely, they were all good friends
after all so....as they finished their drinks, I took the opportunity of
letting my hands roam.  He'd already undone my zip and was casually
fondling me, by now I was very randy indeed...and the girls could sense it.

"Do it to him here Dad, I'll go and get that stuff you use....Julie, you
watch and make sure they don't start before I get back!"

In no time it seemed a darting elf was handing me a particular
tube...meanwhile the boy in my lap was wriggling, those leotards were
tight, but there were the helpers, between them they had him naked before
me but not before his erect penis had become snagged

"Dad, help him Dad....oooh, does it feel nice?"

It certainly did.  The terrible little girls watched avidly as I prepared
him, I wasn't going to hurry either, it would be at least another half hour
before his father arrived....so I took the usual care with lubrication, in
slipped a greased finger as with the other hand I slowly masturbated him.
By now his buttocks were thrusting back against my finger...

"Do you want to come in, we haven't got that long but..we needn't rush
either, I just want something ...other than a ..finger up..inside!"

The girls now nodded sympathetically and abbreviating the usual foreplay I
edged my penis toward his now glistening buttocks, as soon as it touched
his entry, he gave a sharp thrust, paused, then pushed back with a steady
pressure.  God, it's exciting to watch your penis slip up and into a boy,
the sensations are near indescribable too - I've sodomised Julie, my
daughter and other girls of course but the boy....oh yes, for anal sex it
has to be a boy and this one was superb..he and his Dad between them had
perfected a routine and I was now the beneficiary.

"Oooh, hey! Dad that's cool what you're doing, we were wondering if his
tummy would poke out as you went up him!  It's much too big to fit."

Then followed helpless giggles at their own wit.

Julie and my daughter exchanged a quick glance, in perfect unison they
slipped arms around each other, I noticed fingers casually straying.  Me, I
was otherwise intent in the luxury of a tight anal passage and delightfully
firm buttocks, I had very little to do as it happened for I let him set the
pace...he was far more practised and could be relied upon to derive the
maximum pleasure from our coupling...as for me, it was a while since I'd
had him - or any other boy - and the novelty value was intense, it was all
I could do to hold on, having an avid audience didn't help either.  Not
surprisingly the combination of stimuli began to erode my defences,
apologetically, I muttered to the boy that...I couldn't hold off for too
much longer..and would he be ready?

"Yes, yes, that's fine.....just fine...those two, they've got me all
stirred up and...here it is, now let's....yes....yessss...!"

I closed my eyes as release took over, the feel of him heaving beneath me
had flipped the switch, so as the intensity eased, I opened my eyes.  The
girls were now quiet at last...and I saw why...standing in the doorway were
Irene and her Mum.

"We did ring....but...I suspect people were rather too busy to
notice...here, have some tissues"

She rummaged, and offered a handful.  My daughter I noticed didn't seem
fussed at all - and of course I knew why but.  Then the older red head
continued

"What I was going to suggest, if you're happy of course, is that your
little girl come over to my place for tonight...and I know Irene will be
quite happy if you agree to have her...or will it get too crowded here?"

Dizzy with relief I explained that the little morsel snuggled up to me was
due to be collected shortly, that Julie and her Dad had - an arrangement -
for that evening and that, well it looked as if it would be just Irene and
me.  Irene tried to look demure, her mother gave me a dazzling smile
and...for the first time I began to wonder what it would be like to....then
as we exchanged glances something seemed to click, she paused and looked
thoughtful....I too began to think..so it was that I said it

"I wonder, should we sit down and have a talk soon...I think it could be
useful...?"

She slowly nodded, shortly after I watched as she and my daughter wandered
off to her car.  Much later that evening, Irene called from the bathroom

"Can you help with this, please..it's stuck, I think its caught just
here..."

Kneeling before the slender red head I carefully tugged, the hipsters eased
off and down, there before my eyes was the sweet bare mound, lips
glistening - it needed to be kissed, badly.  Fingers twined in my hair as I
buried my face between her pale thighs

"That's nice, so nice.....do you like Mum?"

I removed my lips and instead toyed with my fingers between her folds. Her
legs parted further, truthfully I answered

"If she's anything near as sexy as her daughter....I think I'll like
her..allot."