Date: Thu, 25 Feb 2010 16:30:52 +1100 From: The Pin Subject: Entertaining the visitors Part 4 Idly I sat back and reflected...two days after my wife had joined us there had been a change...both the women had become sore from our attentions and that left vaginal or oral sex as the only options...the boy however...he was fine...oh yes, for as his mother and my wife casually glanced up I continued to sodomise him, dreamily content he lay curled on his side, a precocious 15 year old already wise in the ways of the flesh I felt him contract around my penis in a playful tease - and stroked his flanks in response...he seemed to purr. This was merely the culmination of a day's activities...our two visitors, well they dovetailed in so neatly that neither my wife nor I could imagine what the place would be without them, meanwhile I had the boy to enjoy....steadily I proceeded, occasionally he'd turn his head and flash an encouraging smile as his body bounced back and forth to my thrusts, and I pulled him closer to me before kissing the nape of his neck...he began to speak his thoughts "You're giving me the treatment aren't you...Mum knows when I first started, she helped me get ready too and I've had lots of fun, yes, a few men...I enjoyed doing it with them....I didn't feel special though, not really...more of an in and out sort of thing...but you love doing me, and you show it, makes me feel great....can you, kiss me again...?" The boy was actually something special, he was very skilled, no two ways about it...but he'd needed affection and so far, that didn't seem to have been delivered, he'd reaped the homage of sundry vigorously thrusting loins and the ecstasy of multiple orgasm...but not much else....meanwhile what we were doing....it was relaxing, so very relaxing...I continued to caress him and considered the day's activities. I had been woken by gasps, across the cabin bedroom the boy had awoken beside his mother and in the nature of things had obviously taken full advantage of the situation, eyes still closed and smiling gently she lay there with legs apart and knees drawn up while her son took her with the frenzy of youth, "That's my boy, not so loud....shush, we'll wake them....gently, gently....mummy likes it this way sweetie..here like this..there, that's nice....come to mummy...." I hopped out and wandered off... things to do, we had scarcely ventured outside the whole time we'd been here and I began to think of a walk, the coast was wild and relatively unspoilt here and the beach only a step away. A bit later on, after the boy had finished with his mother we sat and talked it over....yes, all agreed it would be good to get out, we'd take towels of course since it was warm enough to swim should anyone wish to go in, and eventually we were on our way. Progress was slow, inevitably things had to be picked up and examined, curious shells and bits of driftwood....I suppose we had covered a bit over a mile when we reached the back beach, here the waves broke gently and the water was clear, it looked ideal. I was standing beside my wife as she removed her shirt..I knew what to expect, not so our young visitor, his eyes popped as the deep vee of her costume exposed the smooth swell of her breasts, nipples barely concealed, to most it was an incredible turn on. Splashing around and soaking for a while, we gradually made our way back to the beach...the youngster's eyes remaining fixed upon my wife. Of course she was aware of what was happening, then the boy's mother came up and they had a whisper, finally my wife wandered over to me, don't mind...if I take young xxxxx for a stroll up there in the dunes do you? I readily agreed, after the pleasure I'd experienced from him and his mother - well. So it was that I found myself alone with Mum, we had an amused laugh at the situation then, after perhaps 20 minutes had passed, I began to imagine what was going on above us...and shared my thoughts. Her response "Well, let's go and see then.....we won't bother them and anyway, it's not as if we have any secrets, do we?" and here I got a mischievous glance, so I followed the swaying bikini clad buttocks as she sauntered into the sand hills. We hadn't got far when we saw them, for some reason they'd settled in a hollow, my wife completely naked was spread out wide, an arm thrown across her eyes, the boy meanwhile was frantic, I glimpsed his hands as they clutched at and fondled her breasts, then for a while he'd thrust in a missionary position, but this would change, in his seeming frenzy he would part lift and turn her, eager to take her from every angle...amazed at his energy I watched...equally rapt his mother reached for my penis, gladly I guided her hand. Then we both realised, standing among the shrubs where we hadn't been seen - but out in front, were other spectators...two or three either lay watching or crouched, all were otherwise occupied..in various stages of undress, hands busy. I reached for the woman beside me and drew her close, both continued to watch the action as we shed our clothes, hungrily I felt for her breasts as we watched her son kneel and clasp my wife's thighs, lifting her into a wheelbarrow position he held her as his thrusts continued. We both needed to watch, it made sense for us to both face the action and getting her to crouch, I entered the boy's mother from behind, we now had a ring side view as we took our pleasure of one another. Occasionally I'd glance at the other spectators, and noted with amusement that we too had become an attraction, we pretended to be unaware of their presence. It was almost as though there were a central arena with the two performers and then a secondary show, the spectators' hands were busy, I reckoned on three men and a woman by now and it was a turn on - not only could I see what was being done to my wife who had now been laid on her tummy as he lifted her hips for access, but we were also the subject of scrutiny ourselves - and I knew the faces. "Turn this way a bit, they can see you better...yes that's it and your breasts, they will get an eyeful, that lovely hair of yours, the way it swings while we're doing it...that should be a turn on too, more side on now? We can still watch but they'll be able to see me going in and out too....wow! Wonder how long...before they all cum......bet there's a couple of repeats..." One by one the watchers jerked their hips, even then they remained glued to the spectacle, that woman I'd noticed, she'd been at it a while and could probably keep going, my partner and I, we were getting close too and I wasn't surprised when the build up began... "How is it going....?" "Just...about there.....yes, little more....more...there...oh God!" I eased off slowly, I loved the feel of this woman and tried to stay inside for as long as I could...meanwhile, in full sight my wife clutched the youth to her, he seemed insatiable. Happily his mother and I disengaged and both lay watching, I knew this could continue for a while yet, my wife was highly sexed, very much so...and a 15 year old boy has huge reserves. I wasn't surprised when we were joined by a watcher, my partner started up, alarmed...until I made introductions. Still the show progressed and sheepishly, one by one those of us remaining...began to casually fondle themselves, before long I too was fully erect. "She's lovely, your wife, sensational figure too...God he's lucky...your son you say? Must be a turn on for you watching her getting it...." It was a turn on, I've always enjoyed watching as someone takes her, it doesn't happen much because we are selective, so when it does....wow! We were all very aroused once more, politely one of the watchers addressed my partner "May I...help there?" I nodded as she looked at me, I knew the man well and she spread her legs as his hand reached her thighs....then I felt a hand and in turn reached for the other man's penis. All was quiet as idly we pleasured one another in full view of the erotic spectacle below, I think the boy had already cum several times in her but I recognised the signs, my wife was about to undergo a sequence of orgasms and sure enough as I watched she became rigid...her neck stretched back and I could imagine the gasp....again and again until finally limp and exhausted she lay prone and still. The boy hadn't yet finished however, for quite a while longer he continued thrusting, then I saw the change...he too grew rigid, appeared to shake and with quivering hips, made one final discharge into the limp body beneath him. The watcher busy masturbating his mother skilfully brought her to a climax, for a while longer I continued to stroke the penis in my hand....then suddenly both began to discharge what remained, and relaxed. The walk back was interesting, both women appeared dazed, our visitor despite life in the Greek islands was doubtless slightly overwhelmed by recent events, her son attentive, helped her along...though I noticed that on occasion his hand would wander, it even slipped beneath her bikini briefs "Mum - you're still wet!" and she blushed, for the first time, before half heartedly slapping his hand away. As my wife recovered...I noticed her become thoughtful, later we exchanged our views....we'd just heard that our visitor's cabin now had new flooring....and departure could be expected...was this what we wanted?