Date: Fri, 29 May 2015 14:57:36 +1000
From: Lawrence Bradman <bradmanlawrence@gmail.com>
Subject: The Opportunist Part 11

The Opportunist Part 11


I was very comfortable as I was, it was an extremely intimate position we
had adopted, occasionally I'd kiss her neck and shoulders while for her
part, well she seemed to be in a sort of trance, lips parted in a little
smile and eyes shut, her head moved to each thrust but otherwise she seemed
totally given over to enjoyment of the sensations in her arse.  I found it
best to try and switch off mentally, otherwise the sight and feel of her
finely toned body together with the delightful sensation of my penis up her
warm tight passage - would have tipped me over the edge.  Suddenly though,
I felt it coming...and couldn't hold off any longer "Oh dear..I'm going to
cum....sorry darling (Had I called her that before?) but oh Lord....ready?"
"Whenever, I enjoy you cuming inside...so satisfying, don't hold back, let
it go but I want it inside, deep, deep right up my arse, yes, like that"
and she pressed me to her as if to force my prick even further up her
passage "Give it to me....Harry, please Harry - oh God!"  She was panting
"Oh that's a good one.....great......no hurry...God, there's another!"  I
could feel her jerk as the orgasm hit "What an exciting woman" I thought
"Pity there's no prick to get a hold of but...."  The last of my semen
seemed to have left me and slowly I began to be squeezed from her arse, it
was so restful lying pressed against her with legs entwined and groins
almost touching....I knew she wasn't a boy but well, I fondled her
bottom...yes, she was a lovely fuck..and here was all my gooey stuff
trickling from her passage, I couldn't resist it...inserting two fingers I
muttered "There, this might help stop all that stuff making a mess on your
couch".  She giggled. "Silly boy, actually that's a lovely idea, saving it
'up there'!  It will remind me of where you've been."

I'd just begun to wonder about Tristram, there was a light foot fall on the
stairs and looking up I saw - oh my, what a vision!  His mum turned and saw
it too "Oh darling, that's lovely!" I noticed his hair firs, auburn locks
carefully swept back on one side and then his face, yes he'd used some make
up, enough eye shadow to look sexy and lipstick, carefully chosen to match
his natural colouring, wow!  Then his neck, a black velvet choker unadorned
emphasised it's slender grace.  He'd obviously chosen evening wear because
the negligee clung to his figure, ending in a lacy flare just below his
groin, a pair of sheer white silk stockings clung to the tops of his thighs
and on his feet were high heeled mules.  Pausing for effect Tristram
descended the last few steps and then posed with hand on hip turning this
way and that.  I must have been staring with mouth open because I got a
gentle nudge from his mum, she was glancing at me with amusement.  More
posturing and primping by Tristram had really fired me up, so when he
crooked a finger and beckoned I got to my feet, in a bit of a daze I
approached and reaching him, suddenly found myself enveloped in arms "Will
I do then, Harry?"  Playfully he kissed me on the lips, I could only return
his kisses, meanwhile my hand groped beneath his negligee and found a
breast...his nipple was already erect..things grew more heated as we
kissed, I could feel his little prick press against my thigh and lifted his
hem for a feel of it and as I touched the smooth head, Tristram shuddered.
Holding him tight I continued to play with his prick, by now I had his
negligee rucked up around his waist and was busy enjoying the feel of him,
glancing down I again marvelled at the exquisite legs...heaven!

His mum interrupted "Harry, perhaps you had better take her up
stairs....you might find it easier for what I assume comes next?"  His mum
was still naked upon the couch, a languid observer of events.  She was
right of course but I still had difficulty taking my eyes off her, she was
a slimmed down version of that Velasquez painting "The Toilet of Venus" her
body taut and streamlined but to my mind just as alluring...and as for
those buttocks, well - I had sampled their delights, hadn't I?  I blew her
a kiss before gathering Tristram in my arms and bearing him off up those
stairs. I paused before lowering him to the bed, "What did you have in mind
then, gorgeous?"  Tristram's lips parted expectantly and I remarked "I'll
have to put you down to do that properly...ok?"  He pouted prettily and
gave in "Alright then but I want to...do stuff..with you first, lots of it
and then - I want you to do me the way you just did mummy, oh yes, I saw
that!".  So, I carefully deposited my pretty bundle on his bed and lay
beside him, he remained clad in negligee and stockings but it only took an
instant to arrange matters, grasping the waist band of his lace panties I
eased them down to find what I'd expected, elegant little penis stiff as a
steel spring - it invited attention so dipping my head I obliged...I've
always loved the taste of another boy's prick, the fabulous silky feel of
the tip as you roll your tongue around it, the satisfaction of slowly
engulfing the shaft and hearing him gasp, then the feel of his fingers
twining in your hair as you suck...oh yes, I often think that sucking a
pretty boy can be just as rewarding as having him suck you...and my was
Tristram pretty!

Having parted his negligee I'd been fondling his breasts, Tristram
commented, "Not much there I'm afraid though I think I have more than most
boys - don't you think?"  I considered the small mounds with their jutting
nipples...and cupped a hand over each as I began to fondle them "Mmmm
yes....I like these, any bigger and they'd be a girl's as it is they're
just right, yesssss just right for a feel."  I concentrated on his right
nipple, softly teasing, his breathing quickened and after a minute he
confessed "God, it's funny just how randy that can make me...seems to send
signals 'down there' and yes....suck my tit please.."  I cupped both hands
around a breast to accentuate its nipple and sucked "Harder, that's
it...bite it gently..oh yessss oh Harry!"  The lovely boy had begun to
slowly writhe beneath me and I got the message. "The same way I did it with
your mum then?"  "Yes, yes please Harry, and he lifted his negligee around
his waist exposing himself for me, Tristram naked just from the waist down
was an erotic sight, and then he turned on to his site with buttocks facing
me, one leg raised by way of invitation..."Is this right Harry....can
you..."  He broke off as my prick began to enter him "Oh yessssss, closer
Harry" and just like his mum earlier, Tristram reached behind and pulled me
to him.

Sometime later I awoke, it was dark which meant someone had turned the
light off while I slept, Tristram was snuggled up in my arm...but that
noise..I listened, oh yes, it was a muffled sob and realisation struck
...mum, on her own...again...I shook Tristram awake "Listen" was all I said
and he heard her too.  Both reacted with one accord, leaving the bed we
opened the door to his mum's room and silently as if by prior arrangement,
I slipped into bed with Tristram joining me on the other side.  As I
cuddled his mum the sobbing ceased, there was a short gasp and then as
realisation dawned she asked "It's you Harry, but what about Tristram?"  I
felt Tristram snuggle up behind me "Tristram's here too" There was a
gulping sound and then "Sorry...but...well hadn't we all better get some
sleep....?"  "If you insist" I said for her shapely buttocks were pressing
tight against my groin "Oh Harry...I'll be sore...I think".  Tristram
giggled