Date: Tue, 20 Jul 2021 13:26:53 +0000
From: andyspellman <andyspellman@protonmail.com>
Subject: English-Village-Life Chapter 8

English-Village-Life Chapter 8

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If reading stories involving sex between adults and under age boys is
illegal in your country or offends you please do not read this story. There
is also male-female sexual activity here although it is a much smaller part
of the chapter.

I do not condone sex with anyone who is underage.

This is an ongoing story set in England in the 1960s. The main characters
are Peter, a twenty two year old university student home from London for
the summer holiday, Roger a fourteen year old lad who meets Peter, Roger's
sister Jo who is seventeen, who likes Peter and knows what is going on
between Peter and her brother. Peter and Roger share a love of nature and
the countryside though both find village life restrictive. That's a very
rough summary. There are other characters who have contributed to the story
line and in this chapter we will meet Dominic.

We have reached late September and Roger is back at school, Jo back at
College studying for A Levels and Peter is about to go back to
university. Jo insisted that Peter and Roger had no further contact until
Christmas when Peter is due to come back for holiday and she offered to
receive and post on letters between the two of them as well as writing to
Peter herself. In this chapter we explore, amongst other things, the
letters the three of them wrote.

Ahead of that there was a final two day period before Peter left. He could
not bear not to see Roger who was equally keen on meeting him. Jo simply
hoped the two would not try and get together but did not actively try to
see what they were up to; she had increasingly strong feelings for
Peter. If the guys did meet, however, it would be a breach of the agreement
and she would tell the world about their activities. The arrangement was
that Jo would send a letter from Roger roughly once a fortnight and
sometimes one from herself but both would be sealed and neither was to know
what the other wrote. In turn Peter would write back to Jo with separate
letters for her and Roger. For Peter's reading sometimes there would be one
letter only and likewise he would only write to one of them.

Jo monitored Roger's use of the phone so she was certain the two guys were
not in direct contact but somehow they arranged to have one of their rides
home on the bus session which again aroused no curiosity from the other
people on the bus. Trips out to a phone box definitely happened in the
1960s and Jo missed that.

Peter was already upstairs on the bus when Roger got on and sat next to
him.

Quick rubs exchanged. `I haven't got PE tomorrow, so if we meet I can wear
my undies. It's been so long'.

I rubbed across Roger's grey trousers and found a hardening cock there.

`Look, you know what Jo said. It's risky but tomorrow my Mum is out till
early evening and Dad's working away.'

`Great, we can use your shed.'

`Yes but not for long. How are things at school?'

`Boring as usual but I saw Jason Elwood wanking with Philip Nix. They were
sitting at the back and when I looked across Philip was rubbing Jason. It
was hot. I smiled and mouthed, `I know what you're doing.' Jase got
embarrassed and told Philip to stop. I wrote a note telling him to keep
going.'

`Did he?'

`Nah, was getting exciting too. They rushed off after so couldn't tell them
it was good.'

`OK so do you want to come round tomorrow?'

`Of course. But we don't have much time and there's something I want you to
do.'

`What's that?'

`Tell you tomorrow.'

I couldn't resist Roger in his school uniform, compact, sexy, smiling. So
this was arranged. We both knew we were breaking Jo's rules. But it would
only be a short meet up if we got it right.

The next morning Jo phoned me. I was worried of course at the start of this
but in fact it was OK. She wanted to just wish me a good time back at
university. Well, the conversation had an interesting direction. No cams in
those days so after a bit we had to ask what each of us was wearing. Jo was
in a white blouse, brown skirt and had suspenders over her white
knickers. I was dressed in a check shirt (not one she'd seen before), black
trousers and red briefs underneath. The conversation veered round pleasure
and I think it is reasonable to let everyone know my pants were down and
her suspenders were off by the time we finished chatting. Fortunately she
didn't want to see me today but wanted to when I come back for
Christmas. Jo said why she liked me and quoted an American criminal no
less: 'Without class and style, a man's a bum, he might as well be
dead'. We laughed over what `bum' might mean here but we both understood
what the guy was getting at and apparently I had class and style. I'm not
sure about the latter even now.

That afternoon it was all for Roger who got off the bus, walked round and
came straight to the shed. We hugged and kissed once we were inside,

`Mmmmm I need that.'

`Want you.'

`Can't have me properly, not enough time. But have you done it yet with
anyone.'

`Sort of'. I explained about Mike and Dave which Roger found exciting but
got concerned when I was honest about the pain. I added it didn't need to
be like that though, if it was done slowly and I felt I knew how to do it.

Roger said, `we haven't got time now but I want to show you first..' with
that he took off his shirt and trousers leaving him in the black and orange
knickers with an obvious hard.

`Wow', I said, `Beautiful.' I could not get over how sexy he looked with a
flat tummy, smooth chest, and the sexiest pantie covered legs you could
imagine. My cock was raging.

`Look Peter, you see that bamboo cane your Dad uses for his plants, it's
over there. I want you to cane me with it. Do it hard too.'

I protested but just as Jo had told me she found it exciting I did too
really. Roger was soon bent over the bench with his knickers and their
orange trim facing me. His bottom was so cute and I wanted it. I gave him
one stinging whack and I felt him tremble and suck in his breath. I said
nothing. He cried softly.

`Let me take my knickers down now' was all he said. He took them off
showing a red mark where the cane landed, now he bent again telling me to
cane him three more times which I did. After every blow he shuddered and
seemed to spring as if on an electric charge. He cried out but told me to
keep doing it. After these three strokes his bum had stripes across it and
red weals.

I insisted on stopping after three whacks while gazing at his bum. I had
now taken him to a place inside himself which was secret and which he could
never open up to anyone else about. But that's the secret pleasure of
taboo. Roger turned to me, he was extremely hard. `That hurts but feels so
good. You don't know how good, tho it is so sore now. Suck me off, please.'

Roger was harder than ever before. I think that was one of the most
exciting orals I have ever given. I knew Roger was stinging but the saliva
flowing over his cock and the way I licked his balls and took him deep was
exciting him. He couldn't last long and bigger squirts then ever painted
the back of my throat. For the first time after he squirted I bent him
over, put my hand through his legs and parted them so I could rim his hole
which produced a small but deep moan of pleasure. I loved seeing his small
puckered hole.

Time was up and a re-dressed Roger, the picture of schoolboy innocence was
on his way home, just over ten minutes late and really nothing to have to
explain so long as he ran from my house to his.

I lay back in my bed that night, not sure what to think. I had caned Roger
as hard as he wanted, giving him red marks, dull in places but with a
brighter tinge across his arse. The whack lines were straight. I knew he
didn't have PE again that week so hopefully the marks would disappear by
his next school shower. But caning had excited me. I did not want to be
caned myself but I could understand why pain might feel good. It made me
rethink my first attempt at being a bottom. It really hurt more than I
expected largely because it was not done with any love or care but maybe I
should be prepared to take the pain so I could be the top Roger wanted and
needed. I was hard now and you can imagine how that ended that night.

Back to University

I was on the coach back to London to resume my student life. I had read
documents, books, articles, had raided the local library so all the things
expected of a student aiming to do well in his final year were in place. I
doubt if my tutors would be impressed by my activities with Roger but they
would never know. My thoughts were on Roger and the caning he had received
while he sported black and orange knickers. I got hard on the coach but
could do nothing about it except feel waves of lust.  Meeting friends again
was good. I had arranged to be in a hall of residence for my final year. I
had been in one in my first year which was OK, then went into a flat with
two others during my second year so it was back to institutional life in a
sense for my third year. Of course this meant I had to be guide or mentor
to a new first year student. My mentor back in my first year had met me and
then disappeared and I rarely saw him again. I was curious but not that
interested in meeting whoever I was going to be mentor to.

I was thinking more about the future. At the end of this coming academic
year Jo would start university and she too had ideas of coming to
London. Jo is a scientist so it would be either physics or chemistry for
her and a different college from me but who knows. Roger would become a
student much later and would probably head to either Oxford or
Cambridge. Around me now as I stood there was the usual raised voices,
exaggerated laughs as people met up again after the summer break. To cut to
the chase I was soon in one of the bar and lounge areas meeting my
mentee. Dominic was standing near the bar and the College President simply
said, `Peter, Dominic over there is yours.'

I began chatting to Dominic whose eyes went round the lounge area. He was
twenty one, not straight from school, a medium height slim guy with very
dark short hair, a fit body and dressed in the usual student garb. We did
the tour of the College and I asked if he knew London, had been to the
College before, the usual things. Dominic cut to the chase: yes he was
studying History, he had left home, had lived with an aunt and cousin, knew
London pretty well and was set up in his room. Would I like to see? We went
upstairs and into the usual student bedroom but at once I saw there were
posters of gay activists on the walls, pictures of lesbian and gay
meetings. I smiled and waited for Dom as he wanted to be called to say
something.

`Least you're not shocked, hopefully not upset either.'

`No, I'm not though I could never be so direct in my support. I'm a bi guy
tho the guy side is pretty secret.'

`I guessed you were at least sympathetic to homosexuals,I prefer calling us
`gays', you have that look about you. Yes, Peter I'm `out' and happily
homosexual but with no fixed guy. That's why I left home, my Dad kicked me
out so I had to get by if you know what I mean.'

I didn't know what he meant but did not say so. We chatted some more but
Dom did not ask me what I had done or who I was with. There was time for
all that to come.

Well, it was back to the usual routine of university life with lectures,
seminars, social activity. I was interested in the latter but not that
interested. I wanted to receive a letter from Roger, we had agreed he would
write first and this was what I received towards the end of my first week
back.

First set of letters

Hi Peter, Last time I saw you I was bent over and you were licking my
bum. God that felt good. My bum was stinging, was so painful but also so
good. I loved squirting in your mouth. Am I weird for liking it?

I got home easily enough and Jo was not back from College. No, she hasn't
seen my bum since then. But God did I wank that night. I did it like I'd
never done it before imagining you doing it in me. Does that make you
horny? Jo's going to have some really sticky knicks to wash for me
soon. All of it is for you. Hope it does give you a buzz. Jo says she's
writing too this time but probably not after that till later in the term.

Tell me what you are doing. Have you met any hot guys? Any that I would
like?

Tell me

Roger xxx

There was also this note from Jo:

Hi Peter, I don't know what Roger has written so all good. Expect you are
back studying and getting good marks. You'd better! I'm doing OK. First
test went well in Chemistry and Physics is going good.

Well we didn't see each other last time we spoke but we talked, didn't
we. Was so exciting, well I hope it was. I've kept those panties where no
one can find them. I'll wash them later so they'll be clean next time we
get together. Maybe you will take them off unless someone gets there first.
I think of you lots you lovely man.

xxx Jo


Both these letters made me horny but made me also realise how inexperienced
I was. How could I satisfy Roger if I didn't really know how to do it? If
Jo was still a virgin by the time we met up again how could I make her
first time special? What was I to do about the two of them?

I wrote back:

Hi Roger Yeh you made me horny alright. I can't get over you taking a
whacking like that and I loved sucking you after. Took all of your cock and
loved rimming your tight hole. So sexy.

Yes I'm mentoring a first year guy called Dominic or Dom as he
prefers. He's gay and out. Yes we use the word `gay' now. He's got all
sorts of photos and pictures of gay guys on his walls. Don't know what the
cleaners think. I haven't told him about us yet. Maybe.. later, we'll
see. I admit he's sexy but nothing compared to you. Think of you so much.

Peter xxx

And to Jo

Hi Jo Yes all back to usual here with work and study. No I'm not doing much
social except thinking of our phone call. Will love to see those panties of
yours. You don't have to wash them, keep them as they are for the two of
us. My red pants were saturated from our chat.

Be good if you can and No I don't want to hear any other guy has beaten me
to it.

Peter xxx

Talking with Dominic and Going Further


It was in the second week Dominic and I were having supper together and
started chatting. He asked me about girl friends and boy friends so I said
I wasn't with anyone but had been with girls a bit. Then in response to his
question I said abut school and that I was certain I was bi. This gave me a
chance to ask Dom about his gay life. He knew at school that he was only
interested in guys and other boys. Yes, when he was thirteen nearly
fourteen he had wanked with other boys and at about that time a next door
neighbour had fucked him. It hurt of course but he soon loved it. Was I
shocked he was so young for a first time? No, I said as I had strong
feelings around then too.

In the end I told him about Roger and what we had done. So he now knew I
was virgin with guys as far as doing both top and bottom was concerned and
that Roger wanted to bottom for me.

I kept off Jo for the moment. Dom said it was easier than you think but
doing it well was another matter. I explained about using the candle which
he said was good. Soon once we were back in his room we were in each
other's arms and we kissed long and hard. We didn't go further this
time. But he could see I was very hard in my jeans and I could see he was
excited too. Dom wouldn't let us go further.

Soon I was spending casual time with girls, missing Jo of course but more
strongly missing Roger. I saw Dom had occasional visitors to his room and
he often went out in the evenings. I asked him one day when it was just the
two of us around had he met guys and where did he go?

He thought for a moment before telling me he went to gay clubs which meant
he had to be careful. He asked me more about Roger and also what sort of
guys appealed to me. Soon we were in a clinch and Dom asked me if I wanted
to top him. He said he really needed a guy inside him. I was a bit nervous
but well I was up for it.

We undressed and I gazed at this slim body, dark hair and smooth chest with
some hairs, a beautiful cock and pubes and a smooth cute arse. Dom pulled
out a tube of Vaseline and also a condom.

`You have to use this... I won't take anyone unless they wear a condom.'

Soon I was smearing lube along his crack seeing how easily it went into his
hole which I began to finger. It felt so good as first one finger and then
two went deep inside him. His arse was smooth, very few hairs and had no
fat or excess on it. Dom lay there, his skin and body pale in the dark. He
lay on his front but then shifted up spreading his legs,

`Will be easier for you... go in but not far.'

I did exactly that and loved the way my cock slid in even though it didn't
go in very far.

`Wait and rest there. Let my hole get used to you.'

I gazed down at his supple body, a v shape from his shoulders to his
waist. Dom's body curved beautifully and I arched up so not just my cock
but my lower tummy was resting on him ready to thrust in.

Dom moaned softly from pleasure and my breath was coming faster now. When
he was ready I pushed in, a lovely feeling as my cock slid in further and
then that wonderful moment, I rubbed across his prostate and the sigh of
pleasure followed by a moan and a tensing in his body meant I knew we were
doing it. I didn't need to be told to start fucking now. I pushed in and
out smoothly sometimes sharp thrusts, sometimes longer pushes. We sighed
and moaned and Dom told me to keep going. My balls were boiling and the
moment of release came: it was into the condom but I felt several squirts
go in and when eventually I took the condom off it was decently full and my
cock was slippery with my juices and lube.

We held each other and kissed gently, both satisfied. We chatted and
relaxed now. I learned how much experience with guys Dom had, how much it
could hurt if done badly but how wonderful it felt, how he preferred to
bottom if it was done well but also liked being a top. As he said that he
gave my bottom a squeeze so I knew he would fuck me at some point.

Dom asked me more about Roger and couldn't see why we shouldn't do it
together and even me with Jo as well. I loved being inside Dom. We used
different positions but each time there was that lovely moment when I
pushed in once I had got him fully ready and he sighed with pleasure as my
cock went in deep. For us both orgasms were regular and explosive. It was
always condom-based sex though.

Dominic takes me

I knew it was going to happen, Dom taking my bottom. We had become good
friends by now. We kept our activities to ourselves so it was a matter of
going to each other's room in the early hours of the morning or in the
afternoon if we didn't have lectures or classes.

One early morning after an hour of sex and we were about to drop off to
sleep Dom said quietly, `I want to take you next time. Are you ready for
it?' I was nearly asleep but replied, `I want you to do it. What do I need
to do?'

So it was back to fingering my hole, using lots of lube, (my Vaseline tube
was hidden but was getting used up). Then one morning we found we were both
OK for that night and I for one was very horny. As for Dom he could recover
quickly from any bout of sex and be ready for more.

So the next time was going to be that night. I fingered myself quite a bit
during the day making sure I did not come. I was showered and ready when
Dom knocked quietly, it was 1.30 in the morning and we were both excited.

Dom just had a t and trackies on and I was just wearing pj shorts. We
kissed and soon were in each other's arms. Dom said he wanted me to lower
myself onto his shaft and learn to take it. Then we would do it in the same
position I had taken him.

So after extra kissing and having my hole well lubed I straddled Dom whose
cock now seemed to be bigger than ever – actually it was a normal five
inch shaft. I lowered myself onto it with Dom guiding it in. The first bit
felt easy but then it seemed there was a barrier. Dom told me to wait until
I felt comfortable which I soon did, then for me to push down in one
movement. I paused and then did just as he said. There was a sharp pain but
then it just felt a bit uncomfortable but so good.  I began to bounce a bit
but Dom told me to get off and kneel in front of him. His shaft was soon
back inside me but this time he went right in and god there was that
wonderful feeling when he rubbed my prostate and I felt I had turned to a
shaft of white light. It was intense – we both orgasmed loudly but tried
to keep our moans down. My next door neighbour had a girl with him and
well, that's not something you want to disturb.

I was so glad I had taken him now. I felt pleased, warm and at peace. I
felt that with a bit more practice I could enjoy it even more and that I
would be happy for Roger to take my bum too.

Over the next week Dom and I became closer and I learned more about his
past. Dom described how at nearly sixteen he began a relationship with a
boy of fourteen we'll call Jack. Jack was smooth blond haired, a lad from
school with few friends but a good swimmer. Dom was a keen swimmer so was
helping Jack improve his front crawl.

One thing led to another and Dom described how he took Jack's virginity. He
prepared Jack and one evening met up at Jack's house when no one else was
around. The two boys were soon naked and Dom sucked Jack for a bit and then
lubed his arse. The first attempt to push inside didn't work. It hurt too
much so they tried again a few days later and this time Dom went in more
easily. He learned from this how not rushing was so important. He himself
had done it a few times and gradually he and Jack moved on from deep
kissing to enjoying being top and bottom together.

More Letters

I didn't tell Roger exactly how far Dom and I had gone just yet. He knew
Dom and I were going to do stuff but I needed to update him.

Hi Roger Well things have happened with Dom. Yes, I've fucked him a few
times now. We both enjoyed it and my technique is improving. Just wait till
I have you in just your knickers and then naked in my arms. It's not being
unfaithful Roger. Dom knows about you. I'm ready for you so we can share
and make it good.

Rest of uni life goes on as usual. I've not been with any girls and with
Dom it's condom only stuff.

Take care and write to me.

Peter xxx

I wrote to Jo at the same time

Hi Jo How's things going? Been busy with the usual stuff here. Missing you.
Hope you're not partying too hard tho! Bet all the guys are after you
too. Tell me how things are at home too.

Peter xxx

More Letters

The term went on and soon we could definitely see Christmas was on the
horizon. The usual thing of buying presents, finding out what Mum and Dad
wanted, what to buy Lizzie (my sister). I wondered about what to get Jo and
Roger but decided it would have to be small and discrete.

There was one more exchange of letters

The first one I opened was from Jo

Hi Peter Ages since I wrote, all good here and missing you. Had a few
parties but pretty boring. Thought the enclosed would give you an idea of
my Christmas present, my first one from you to be followed by smiles. Yes
this is for us to use at Christmas and you will be my first.

Jo xxx

Enclosed in a separate small package was a packet of condoms. So Jo's
present was there and my present to her had to be doing it well for her
first time. I was not without experience with girls but had not been with a
girl since May, so was out of practice.

Then there was a letter from Roger

Hi Peter Are you being good? Dom sounds amazing, is he? I've wanked with
Jason and Philip but pretended I didn't know anything about sucking. The
wank was OK but nothing more. Jo's washed my knickers a couple of times now
and she knows I think of you when I wank into them – love you Roger

How to reply to both

To Jo

Hi Jo Best present I could have expected and looking forward to us being
together for as long as we can. It will be so worth it. My pressie to you
will I hope, be a good use of what you sent me.

Lots of kisses Peter

To Roger You sexy beast. Bet they loved wanking with you. Did you cum? So
they don't know you are an experienced boy who can really teach them –
idea makes me laugh.

Won't be long till we are together – can't wait.

So I had to think how to combine Jo and Roger but I also had to think about
how to do it well with Jo.

Friday Night Disco

It was only two weeks until the end of term. I avoided the discos usually:
lots of beer, drunk people, cattle market, meat rack. I must sound so
precious writing that now! My shyness with girls was part of the reason but
also as I was going great guns with Dom I hadn't felt a need.

I decided to do something different this time. OK I wanted to screw a girl,
get laid and be ready for Jo. That's the truth of it, well, that's pretty
selfish but do students ever act differently?

It was the usual large dance area, a well filled bar, bodies heaving
everywhere. I stood quietly near one end of the bar and looked along. There
were some girls sitting there trying to look unconcerned at being
ignored. Perhaps they were waiting for the action to hot up. A couple
looked to be OK but it was difficult to see in the dim light with
occasional strobes raking across the area. I moved over and spoke to one
who was waiting for her guy to turn up, a bit of a brush off but her friend
sat quietly and didn't look at me. There was space so I introduced myself
and got a reply. We soon found speaking was difficult so we went to a
quieter area. That's how I met Alison, a first year student who didn't like
the disco scene really. She was quite small in height, long fair hair
falling over an orange dress which really suited her. We chatted for a
while and found we had things in common, both liking countryside, both
having either a brother or a sister, neither being really keen on
alcohol. I did get Alison a soft drink and had one myself. I really quite
fancied her and we were sitting pretty close together now.

The upshot was we had a quiet kiss but no more but I soon had my hand round
her waist. One thing led to another and in the end Alison came up to my
room and we were obviously going to spend the night together.

Alison suddenly sat down on the side of the bed almost in tears, with blue
eyes full of trouble. I asked what was the matter and it turned out she had
not been with any guy yet and was terrified. I said we could take it slowly
and stop at any point. She trusted me and then whispered `protection.' That
told me we were going to do it. The only packet of condoms I had was the
one Jo had sent me. I hoped Jo wouldn't know if I bought another packet of
the same well known brand before I saw her. I showed Alison the packet
which told her here was a highly experienced lover from the third year. I
think not! Anyhow I had a dark blue towel on the bed before we started.

The lights were out and on the bed I ran my hand up her back and under her
dress feeling stockings, panties and eventually a bra. Nuzzling kisses and
then in each other's arms and deeper kisses. I used tongue, lips, fingers
and gradually Alison relaxed and let me caress across her panties. I didn't
rush it but got her bra off and worked her boobs and nipples producing
moans and stiff nips. Not too difficult then to explore wetness in Alison's
panties and slip them partly down. Then my fingers went to work, OH I loved
this, a tight pussy with fair hair covering it, real wetness along her
slit.

I decided to eat her out so off with her panties now and she lay on her
back with her legs up while I tasted her nectar. Now there were moans
coming from beneath me and increasing wetness. Then Alison had a cum and
she almost shouted it was so intense.

Taking my cue from Dom's lesson I told her I was putting a condom on which
I did and she should straddle me and lower herself onto me. Despite her
passion Alison was nervous but did push herself down a little and met
resistance. I was ready for this, reached up to kiss her deeply and then
thrust my cock up taking her cherry in one go. A sigh turned to a cry and
there were tears in her eyes. I now rocked and moved gently so she was used
to me and then we fucked. I was determined to bring her off again which I
did.

Now it was a shift to Alison on her back, legs up, her puffy slightly
bloodied cunt lips there and I was in again and this time I was going to
cum. I pushed and rocked and made sure I came in the condom and gave a
satisfied sigh. We held each other after. When I took the condom off I
could see it had blood on it.

No she was not to go back to her room. She was to stay and sleep with me
because `you'll want to do it again and I will too with you.' I think she
also wanted people to realise she had stayed the night with another
student.

I gave Alison a finger fucking next, working two fingers into her sore but
ready hole, increasing her wetness and leading to more groans and sighs as
she lay there, legs spread wide but her pussy deeply wet and now well
worked.

A kiss and a `thank you' told me it was OK. We sort of slept for an hour or
two but holding Alison turned me on so at about four in the morning we
fucked again with a fresh condom. This time it was Alison on her knees, her
beautiful fair haired pussy taking my tongue and then my erect cock. This
was a position I was familiar with but she didn't know that and so I
wondered if it would be as good fucking Roger in this position. Sighs built
up, moans too and she had a shattering orgasm and I guess others might well
have heard that too.

It was too satisfied students who woke up sated and bleary eyed a little
bit later. Alison redressed and left quietly. Later that day she got smiles
and nods from other girls as she had obviously been initiated and with
someone who was not part of the College lust boy heavy drinking group. I'm
sure my stock in the College went up then.

There was a short gap before the holiday started. I saw Alison a couple of
times around College and it was genuine smiles and we had a good chat one
lunchtime. No, she didn't expect me to become her boyfriend but I did get a
few kisses and a rub of my jeans. By the end of the following term we would
have bedded once more but she would have a boyfriend and I would gather she
was an ardent and noisy screamer when fired up.

So now it was to be home, fresh condom packet hidden and with plenty of
pleasure to look forward to with Roger and Jo.