Date: Tue, 26 May 2015 20:09:25 +1000 From: Lawrence Bradman Subject: The Opportunist Part 10. The Opportunist Part 10 The "little cuddle" was actually a prolonged petting session with my two 'girls' as I now though of them, Tristram was obviously emboldened by our recent shared experiences and in truth, his mother had relaxed considerably so he now had no hesitation in exploring her body, having cum twice myself I was happy just to observe their play, they made quite a pair actually and I contrasted Tristram's pale skin and auburn curls with his mother's close cropped boyish head of dark hair. I took a look at her hairless mound and wondered, was it her natural hair colour that I saw? What was it that made these two such sexy items? Again, what was it that they saw in me? I had sense enough even then to realise that it was best to take what was on offer and not to question it but I was curious all the same...mum looked at her watch..thought for a moment then said, "Darlings, time for a break and some food, I think we'll need all our energy later - I hope so anyway". We all three took a hand with the food, no problem for me since I'd been used to experimenting with things in the kitchen back home, the amazing thing was that there was no sense of awkwardness among us, the intimacy we'd just shared was taken for granted, there was even some mild flirting. Afterwards we sat around chatting but I felt tensions mount...we all had one thing in mind, like an elephant in the room. Tristram's mum resolved matters, looking at him speculatively she suggested "You know darling, I think that this might be a special occasion, yes like the one we rehearsed...what do you think...hmmm, I can just see you now....could be a sensation?" Tristram seemed taken by the idea, whatever it was, glancing from one to the other he made up his mind "Yes, it could be fun...might take me a while though but I suppose you two will find some way to pass the time?" He turned to kiss me on the cheek and sauntered up stairs. I looked across at his mother and she stared back at me. I thought again what a lovely boy she would make with that taut fit lithe body - if she really were one of course with a prick that I could suck...oh wow! She'd got up and walked over to me, now she stood with thumbs hooked in the waist of hastily donned jeans "Well, Harry how shall we pass the time?" Desire came welling up as I looked her over I rose and knelt before her, head pressed to her groin and hands groping her buttocks "Please, please...." I begged as she began to undo buttons at her waist, slowly and deliberately, the jeans slipped lower, lower still until they were a crumpled pile around her ankles, carefully she lifted long slim legs to stand naked from the waist down "Turn around, please, please..." I muttered and those smooth flanks paused before my eyes, eagerly I pressed lips to them and then she completed the turn, now she stood hands on hips with buttocks thrust out. I couldn't resist, parting the cheeks with my hands I exposed her shiny pink hole, slightly red from my earlier attentions then reached around to grasp her thighs and pull her towards me. My tongue prodded and probed, slowly I managed to penetrate "Please, darling, just relax....oh God...you are so lovely!" As I continued, her hips began to jerk, suddenly she spoke and a hand tousled my hair "Don't you think we'd be better off moving to the couch? Then you can put that thing of yours into me...OK?" As she detached herself and moved to the couch once more I admired the shapely legs and the sway of pert buttocks, I managed to wait until she was settled and lay on her side, back towards me. Laying myself down beside her I at first fumbled for her hole - until a hand reached behind to assist, she held onto my prick as it entered her, caressing it as the shaft slowly vanished. There was a sigh of satisfaction then "Make it a slow lazy one Harry...I'm feeling sort of, well...amorous, cuddle me too please you have such clever hands. I was all too happy to be inside her, again she'd occasionally clench then release some internal muscle as if to caress my prick and meanwhile I'd run hands up and down that lovely body.."Oh beautiful" she sighed...I love this...always have...ever since those boys in the ballet showed me how.....you must have practised on Tristram, I can tell because you are so gentle, that's good, Tristram needs someone gentle.....have you done it with many other boys? No sorry, that's a rude question, doesn't matter anyway....I think you probably can't imagine having anyone except him now...and me of course" I had to say it "Your body, it's fabulous..you must keep very active, it's hard keeping my hands off you, first time we met...I noticed, fabulous legs - and body, slim as a boy and you like it...like this, up the back passage?" Mummy confided "Always have, started with sex toys, put them up there instead and then, well there was Tristram's father of course but otherwise, it's always been the anal...not getting too loose is it?" Truthfully I reassured her that it was a delight, in fact every bit as tight as Tristram's. I don't think she really believed me but it was true, maybe her buttocks were more full, but that was probably a female thing but they were lovely and firm all the same. She turned her head and murmured, "Wait a second, I'm going to adjust a bit...like this" and raising her upper leg she moved it back and used it to clasp me to her while my upper leg lay across her lower one, we were nicely twined...it felt so intimate yet restful and I voiced my thoughts "You know I'm still working out what Tristram has done for me...it could have taken me years to find someone comparable...and here we are, I'm doing very nicely with his lovely mum which is quite exciting in itself!" She gave a laugh "Liar, I'm far too masculine looking to be 'lovely'" I went on to explain "But that's just what makes you so appealing to me and I must say - you make a very attractive boy and it's not just because of what we're doing right now - though you certainly feel terrific in there...and here too!" With an arm draped across her my hand was freely roaming her flat tummy, she in turn used her free arm to draw me even closer resulting in a wonderfully tight clinch, as a result every thrust I made resulted in maximum penetration, briefly I wondered - how many boys could say they had stood by and watched their mother being buggered? I knew that my relationship with his mum could never again be the same, it felt delicious being this close to her, she interrupted saying "Harry...you know, this should work - just fine for the three of us, can't see why not...OK try it a bit faster now dear, I won't break and - oh yessss, isn't Tristram the lucky one, finding you like that, this is so nice....God I wish it could go on forever....dear Harry!"