The Caretaker Takes Care Of A young Man - Sex Stories

The Caretaker Takes Care Of A young Man

... hours on a train, then a short bus ride to a small town along the foreshore of the surf. Vera’s friend Elsie met us at the bus stop. Elsie too was English and seemed a jovial woman. The walk to her holiday house was not far. A couple of surprises awaited me at the old but comfortable wooden house. There was a young man there. Elsie’s friend Anzo was older than I, sixteen. He was slim, about as tall as me, with black hair, dark eyes and olive skin. The second surprise was the double bed in the second bedroom allocated to Vera and me. It didn’t take us long to unpack. The women talked over a light late lunch. Then it was agreed we’d all go to the beach. When we came back home another surprise awaited me. We all in turn washed the sand off under an outdoor shower in the backyard. No one seemed to care or mind if we could be seen. But we all saw each other naked for the first time. The interest between everyone was obvious and open. Anzo was a big lad, his uncircumcised cock longer than mine. Elsie was much taller than Vera but slightly heavier. She had short curly brown hair on her head and lower belly. Her skin was brown but not from the sun. While her face was pretty it was her tits that captured my attention. They were ripe firm melons with little sag, tipped by big thick nipples. All the nakedness and close contact of course caused an erection. Fortunately Anzo’s response was similar. Nudity was the go inside the house as we prepared the meal. The women incessantly talked. ...

... Anzo and I did the dishes then listened to some serials on the radio. He was quiet but good company. It was soon bedtime. Vera drew me close. I enjoyed snuggling up to her luscious body, my leg over and between hers, hard cock pressed into her leg, my chest against her breast and my hand gently stroking her belly. Her hands fluttered over my back and backside. She whispered nice things to me. But the lust was tangible. Our cosiness was interrupted by the sounds of sex wafting in through the open bedroom door. Elsie was in full orgasmic flight. We listened briefly then Vera took control. Her mouth fastened passionately on mine, she manoeuvred my body onto hers, her hand guided my rampant tool into her vaginal orifice, and her hands gripped the cheeks of my arse as she pulled me into the deep hot hole of her snatch. Eagerly I complied with her guiding touch. It was very special to fuck her and know in the back of my mind we couldn’t be censured by anyone, to know I didn’t have to get out of bed and go home. I was home. My tool sunk into her grasping burrow of flesh. We fucked each other slowly but steadily without haste. Our tongues intertwined. Her hands pulled me into her cunt. She lifted her lower body up to meet my inwards thrusts. The sound of my balls slapping her snatch, the wafting odour of her musk filled the air. Vera came noisily and loudly. No doubt Elsie and Anzo could hear her sounds of pleasure in the bedroom across the hallway. That thought added a little spice ...