Date: Fri, 5 Feb 2010 15:47:02 +1100 From: The Pin Subject: Entertaining the visitors His Mum had wandered over with him in tow, we'd met the previous holidays..this time I was down alone to be joined by my wife later...diffidently she knocked, before entering. She was in her forties I'd guess, still with an exciting mane of tawny blond hair, her figure, well once it must have been sensational, now it slumped in middle age...not bad though...and I knew she'd once lived on the Greek Islands...well, well, some friends of mine had done that and they were all - highly unusual in some respects. Her son now, obviously a late arrival, perhaps 15...and the costume he was wearing, got up like a Faun, pretend hooves and all...Mum was obviously of an artistic bent, and a bit weird with it. The boy, well my guess would be that ...he was no stranger to men's attentions. Anyway, I apologised for my wife's absence and offered hospitality...both settled down and this that and the other were discussed...it became very clear that she...and probably her son...had somewhat unusual views on life, he was certainly precocious, she seemed only too happy to give him his head...inevitably sex cropped up somewhere, casually I commented upon certain viewpoints, she seemed in agreement, the boy meanwhile had draped himself artistically over the couch. Time passed and it really was rather late, neither of the two seemed ready to budge however, then Mum made a move, she needed a trip to the toilet block. In her absence I eyed the boy, legs spread he lay looking up at me. On impulse I seated myself beside him, the costume had an aperture.....I reached in....the legs parted further "You know, I reckon .... you could be lots of fun....you are very attractive" I now toyed with his penis which was already hard, and was stroking it in the open, lazily he smiled back "Mum says I should be aware of my body and what you are doing is...nice....." I heard the door open and close but continued to fondle him, after a moment I looked up at his Mum and smiled "You have a very attractive son don't you think? Do you want to leave him here with me tonight or would you rather stay....for the sport, you can either just watch or you can join in - you'd be welcome either way?" "Oh, I was always going to stay, of course and I suppose it is getting late, we'd better sort out the bed hadn't we?" "One thing I should ask....would either of you prefer me to use a condom?" Here they looked at each other "You mean, your wife...surely you don't with her..." "Look" I replied, "no harm in you two knowing...in view of what we'll be doing...but occasionally her brother visits, and they, well get close...and there are others who pay their respects..from time to time, so I buy them for HER to give to people she has sex with" This sank in, they both seemed...well much more relaxed now, and neither wanted me to wear a condom. Now, what to do with the little Faun....his costume, it had alerted me to their intentions earlier but now I wanted him naked, at least so I could see what we had here. Still working away at his penis I instead took him in my mouth as his Mum watched, with both hands free I eased the costume over his hips....I think she must have shaved him.....lovely smooth groin, legs a delight a lithe slim youth posturing with buttocks outthrust.... "Wow, you are one gorgeous boy aren't you, wonder how many hearts you've broken, heaps of blokes wandering the streets bow legged I bet!" Here he giggled and adjusted himself better for access since my hands were wandering over his buttocks as I again took him in my mouth...he was a sensuous youth and used to men's attention so looking around I found the sun oil, carefully I anointed his nipples before massaging his breasts. Meanwhile, head flung back Mum lay watching us, hand inside her bikini bottom with finger lazily circling.....she'd seen this before I guessed..so it was no surprise when I heard her say it "Between his cheeks...he's sensitive to some stuff, what do you have?" I reamed off an impressive list that momentarily left her wide eyed...I hadn't yet mentioned that my wife's brother was gay...and valued such items and selecting the one she'd nominated, I carefully smoothed fingers up inside him, returned for more and repeated the process, I was enjoying myself and so was he...now....I decided to simply lay him flat on the bed with a pillow or two beneath his hips, he appeared comfortable with this and as his Mum watched I casually entered him, no problem, the boy was well travelled, luckily he knew how to use what he had and after I'd carefully angled for his prostate a couple of times was rewarded with a grip and a squeeze as he used his internal muscles "That's a clever boy, oh lovely...yessssss you know what to do don't you, sexy, very sexy, I'm enjoying this, oh that's it, just like that, lovely boy"....slowly his buttocks rose to meet my thrusts, he was joining in, no longer the passive partner, and I heard him say it "Mum, mum, this is good, he knows what he's doing - wait 'till it's your turn, but you may have to wait a while....I think he's going to make me last - at least I hope so!" She looked up with renewed interest, suddenly struck by a thought she grabbed a towel and calling a halt, eased it under her son's loins... The two of us were having real fun now...gone was all pretence of boredom, no longer blas? about the whole business the boy beneath me began to experiment. Conversationally I remarked to his Mother "He's good, very good....I have trouble deciding which I prefer sometimes, a boy or a woman...both can be very exciting and your son, he's a real turn on...." but there was something I wanted to do with his Mum and much as I was enjoying her son I set about finishing him off, thoroughly. It was a matter of his prostate, already it induced shivers in him when I brushed it, now repeated strokes brought the first of his ejaculations, as the boy convulsed I at first eased off and then resumed, he convulsed again, his mother alerted by his gasps was staring round eyed, now I induced a third and his hips were writhing "Oh Mum, Oh God Mum, Oh my God, what's happening...never...oh...had...so many...like...this...oh God! Mum.....again....oh I love it, it's too much, love it, lovely Mum...no, no, not again, not again....oh my God! Oh wow! MUM!!!" By now I doubt the towel was needed - he'd have cum dry those last couple of times, gently I disengaged from the heaving boy, picking him up I kissed him full on the lips, to my amazement, I felt his arms go round me as he responded and kissed me in return. Mum sat staring at me, mesmerised "He's, never done that...sort of thing with a man after....look at the state he's in too...my God, I thought you'd...killed him...I don't know if I...." "Mum! Mum! Don't miss out....Mum, do it....I'll be fine, sort of, in a while but Mum, I want to watch....please?" No question, Mum had once been a stunner and who knew, with a bit of exercise? Nervously she stepped out of bikini pants, she too was clean shaven I noticed, unable to help myself I let my hand explore her smooth mound, satisfying...and I imagined the pleasures doubtless sampled by many over the years as they slipped between those swollen lips, yes she was moist too, experimentally I fingered her with the one hand while with the other caressing her buttocks, I pulled her closer. Taking her by the hand I led her over to the bed where her son lay recovering, taking my time I slowly worked away at her clitoris, she began to show an interest, now she removed her bikini top, little breasts with huge nipples attracted my tongue as I worked away on her down below. Soon she spread her legs wide, meanwhile her son watched fascinated as I smiled back at him encouragingly.....and when he could hear her juices as my fingers plunged in and out...he began to smile, now I really wanted to prepare her and wondered if she knew of this trick...the enamelled beads, no larger than marbles but joined on a piece of string. Testing her reaction I reached for the set I kept and before her eyes began lubricating them one by one. Suspicion showed...she had probably heard something.....but she let me pop in one, then two, almost the entire string now lay coiled within her vagina. Slowly I pulled, upward so the emerging objects would brush her clitoris, out popped one and she gave a start, the next, a gasp then speeding up, the gasps and shudders grew in succession, halfway and she was jerking her head from side to side with arm thrown across her eyes, her hips began thrusting back and forth...and her son watched fascinated. Now for the finale, with one smooth rapid motion, I withdrew the remainder, she convulsed, convulsed again and hands gripped the bed clothes, her head tossed back there was one long moan as pleasure and pain fought a battle, ecstasy prevailed and quivering helplessly she subsided, arms raised she begged me "Oh God, oh God, come in, quick, come in, come in, I need it so badly just do it.....please" As she spoke I was already in her, feeling her frenzied contractions near brought me to the edge, her heaving hips lifted me bodily again and again, slowly she began to subside...as she did so I allowed myself a glorious release into her still spasming vagina, this would be one ride she wouldn't forget....meanwhile, her son sat there stunned but as I rolled off his mother I beckoned to him, in a dream, he took my place and immediately his hips began thrusting into her as legs spread wide and fingers still gripping sheets she received him, he took his time and by now she recognised him, I saw her smile and stroke his hair as still distraught she sought release after release. Eventually, her son jerked, jerked again and quivering, released a new load into his mother...it was again my turn, still subsiding and less frenzied she admitted me, this time I was able to enjoy her....and take my time.....now she was smiling... "That was a terrible trick, you overloaded me - didn't you - and now I suppose, you two are going to be at me, again and again, taking it in turns?" "That had been the general idea....but your little boy, I think he's rather sexy too you know...and perhaps I might...get confused in the dark?" There came an excited giggle from behind me. The next morning, neither showed any signs of leaving....and I wondered, how to explain them to my wife...when she arrived?