Date: Mon, 5 Jul 2010 14:55:03 +1000 From: The Pin 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.