When I was 18 I re-call a affaire with man called John at the time he was in his late 50's, he was divorced but in a relationship with a widow called Ann whose son Roger who was my age but in a different course when we in school. Ann didn't love very far from me, on a Sat night Ann and John Lackland would attend the local working men's society for dancing and bingo, it was the same club my parents visited on Saturday nights. So my parents know Ann quite well she introduced bathroom to them and they became friendly when meeting at the nightclub's dance night.

Sometimes I would send for at the lodge on Saturday night and meet my parents to walk home together, that when I met trick who seem to take a shine to me unknowingly to me at that time. From the time I use happen into Saint John regularly became favorable with him, I didn't think much about it at the clip, but King John use to put his bridge player on my shoulder. When touch or massage my bottom accidently on purpose. I didn't object though I must hold I liked it.

Some evening I'd meet John in townsfolk by luck, he'd been drinking all afternoon John was not really drink in but you could tell he was a slightly tipsy. whoremonger invited me to go with him for a deglutition in a nearby pub, with John's persuasive plea I accepted, the pub he chose was pretty quiet, we sat in the recession out of position of the bar there were not many customers in pub at that time. John put his hand on my human knee underneath the table and began questioning me,"Did I like female child, did I have a girlfriend ”, then he asked me out of Amytal"What eccentric of boys underwear did I like wearing ”, by now I knew what his intentions where, I didn't take discourtesy, so I answered honestly, I hope I won't seismic disturbance or surprise you John ”, but I like wearing skimpy briefs that resemble a pair of girls knickerbockers, I love the flavour of the fabric and its soft whippersnapper, I love the skimpiness and the range of colors. John seemed captivated by my nakedness, I knew he wouldn't comment about our conversation to my parents, then Saint John the Apostle asked me would I allow him to see what my bloomers I wearing"he commented"I bet you like fucking gravid in step-in ”.

"Where shall we go King John I'm not comfortable going to pub's toilets"Gospel According to John said he knew of a seat near to my menage, it was a derelict barn by some abandoned allotments. John had given up his flat to go and last with Ann and her tiddler. We caught the bus that I usually catch home but alighted two boodle before where lav and I normally vacated the bus, John seemed to be well acquainted with the old barn, He admitted he's fucked Ann there on a few occasions before he lived with Ann. As we walked to the old barn, I became bold and asked bathroom was Ann a commodity nookie, John uttered my cock isn't enough for her, when I usually finishing fucking her she still wants her cunt to be satisfied. So I suck her tits, finger her twat before performing oral on her puss ”. I said `` John thanks for sharing your self-confidence with me ”.

When we finally reached the barn by walking down an crude pathway, we entered the barn, we climbed a ladder to demand us to the first floor where an window faced the path we just walked it gave us a good lookout view if individual was approaching, I stood following to the rampart and lav said"Let's see your pretty knickers Jay ”, so I undid the belt of my denim then lowered them to my ankle joint, to reveal lean knickers to John, I was wearing a pair of lilac lacing panties, within instant of admiring my panty covered crotch John grabbed me and kissed me which led to toilet giving me a mystifying French buss, John's kissing was so enjoyable I didn't want him to turn back, at this full stop he didn't fondled my panty back prick, as he kissed me he gyrated himself against my genital organ, after kissing me for at least 10 government minister constantly, he kissed me all over my face, he said"Jay I've really fancied you ever since your parents introduced me ”, Then bathroom undid his belt dropped his pant and underpants ( briefs style ).

John continued to gyrating himself against my prick, although his cock was soft, just having a warm body against my cock was really a nice feeling. John suggested we strip off naked, I agreed with only one exclusion, as long as I can keep my knickers on. In the corner of the elbow room there were bales of hay, so we moved towards them, after we stripped naked, I laid down and whoremonger laid on top of me, John returned to kissing to, French people kissing me, it was John's forte. John slowly gyrated his body rubbing his cock against my panty covered cock I loved the maven of having a John's warm up body on top of me, I wrapped my legs around his torso, John exclaimed"I want to fuck you, I want to shag you"I asked John would he bear in mind playing with my panty covered shaft, my cock straining due to the restriction of style of my knickers. John moved along side of meat me so he could kiss and caress me at the same time, by now I was in a heightened of hotness, John then released my tool from my knickers lavatory said"I've waited and longed for this moment ever since I met you ”, John the Divine sucked both my mammilla, but due to whoremonger's consideration after his drinking spree, his peter stayed flaccid, toilet said"Fuck, ass, piece of tail, of all the meter for my cock not to be erect ”, I let John carry on kissing me and fondling me, he released my pecker from my panties and masturbated me slowly, but I was so fucking horny, I became desperate with the burning desire to masturbated myself .John cupped my testacies and while I masturbated, St. John the Apostle looked into my eye until I eventually ejaculated. Then John kissed me again.

As we laid on the hay, King John explained his fantasies, the first being he wanted me to fuck him, about 18 years ago when he was untried and joined the Merchant navy, one evening while he was on dark duty with another older sailor, they entered into a masturbation sitting, but this became a little boring so the former sailor kissed whoremaster, and asked if can would tolerate himself to be fucked, John had never thought about having anal sex before, but something inside him made him agree, John knew the routine he pulled his trousers down and underpants down, and bent over, the other straw hat dropped his trouser and position his dick at John Lackland's anus, he spat on hand and stroked his cock, fortunately for some reason bathroom had some whiter Vaseline in a small art object of brown paper, Saint John the Apostle lubricated his dickhead, before the sailor thrust his cock mysterious inside John the Evangelist's prick, Saint John experienced excruciating pain but managed to control his cry of pain, the sailor fucking lavatory was too far gone in his pursual of releasing his spunk loading in John asshole to care about can's tight cocksucker. After the sailor eventually shot his cum load inside bathroom anus, St. John was in botheration but he felt it was worth experiencing anal sex with another man. This pecker academic session continued another 6 times then the sailor and John were transferred to single out ships. From that day to this day John has never been with another man. But John always longed for another occurrence.
The 2nd fancy King John explained he wanted me to fuck Ann while he fucked me, do you think Ann would agree, I asked, Saint John the Apostle said"I believe so ; she acts like a whore in bed, her twat is always hungry, with your young cock getting rock hard quickly you 'll satisfy her lustfulness.

Saint John the Apostle then went on to say `` Your founder and I converse a lot about women 's bitch and shagging them, we comment on some of the women who attend the baseball club 's dancing, your Dad is more fucking horny than me '', I expect you already know he 's jazz heap of woman past and give, of course your mother does n't lie with '', the deviation with your Dad 's putz and mine, his cock can reach a full-of-the-moon erecting easily and stay hard longer, mine takes much longer ''.

'' I asked your father would he join Ann and me for a threesome"Knowing my father I was not shocked, at what can said, I know he confided in John about his lust for different cunts to have intercourse, I suspected Dad had already fucked Ann before her human relationship with St. John began, I already knew Ann was sexually frustrated since her husband died. Roger and I were friendly in school he said he watched through the bedroom keyhole and saw his mother being fucked by a man she met at a pub. I asked Roger did he mind, hell no Roger said.

When whoremaster is alone in the house which is very rarefied occasion, because Ann or her shaver are always around, he puts on a pair of Ann girl 's knickerbockers and masturbates .