1 comments/ 2486 views/ 0 favorites Steph and Giulia Ch. 04: The Outing By: BigHand32 The Outing Stephen had little time to think. He was so relieved at the idea of not seeing his roommate tonight, instead, staying with Giulia, he let her lead him inside, despite the strange sensation of the bra and panties under his outfit. Sure, he thought. Follow her lead. He'd never really been properly introduced to Giulia's parents. He'd dropped her off at her house a few times, and they had probably seen him out the window, but had only met them for that short time the other day when they had come back from their trip. They found Giulia's mom, Amelia, was cooking in the kitchen... Some kind of a stir fry. Amelia wore a tight low-cut blouse, black leather skirt, stockings, and high heels. She was made up in blue eye-shadow, and shiny ruby red lipstick. She was an attractive and sensual woman, like her daughter. "Hi Giulia!" She said. "Oh, you've brought your little friend! Hello, Stephen!" "Uhh, Hi Mrs. Ricci." slightly taken aback at her "little friend" comment. "Oh, come... You can call me Amelia, dear. Did you decide to stay for that dinner we offered you yesterday?" "Sure," Stephen said. He couldn't take his eyes off her. The V of her blouse came down almost to her belly-button, and the shape of her nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. Yet he carefully kept his eyes above her neckline. "Yes, mommy," Giulia said. "We were wondering if Stephen could stay overnight." Her mother gave Giulia a concerned look. "Overnight dear? Do you think that would be appropriate? You know tonight's Tuesday." "His roommate has been harassing him for being gay." Giulia said. "Wait, what?" Stephen started. "No, not for being gay... For... " "Harassment? Oh no!" Amelia exclaimed, turning to Stephen. "That's terrible, dear!" Giulia's father, Antonio came in at that moment, pouring himself a glass of wine. "What's going on?" Amelia turned from Stephen to Antonio as she explained, "Giulia's little friend, Stephen, has been being harassed by his own roommate because he is a ho-mo-sex-ual!" Amelia enunciated the last word slowly and carefully; self-consciously, maybe even a bit conspiratorially. Antonio leaned back against the counter and put his hand on Amelia's waist, looking over her shoulder at Stephen. "You're gay, huh? And Your roommate harassed you? What did he do?" Antonio asked. Stephen started to protest, but Giulia jumped in, interrupting him, helpfully, "You told me he jacked off in your face." Giulia's father couldn't help himself, but busted out laughing. "He came in your face, huh? You think that was harassment? You sure you shouldn't take that as a compliment!" Antonio asked. "Oh wow," Amelia said, thoughtfully, putting her arm on Stephen's shoulder. "Do you think he did that to harass you? Maybe he has a crush on you, dear!" "Ummm..." said Stephen. He couldn't quite believe how suddenly his private humiliation was now the topic of conversation. Antonio stood behind Amelia, affectionately wrapping his arms around her stomach. "I'm sure he didn't mean anything by it," he said, sniffing her hair. "Didn't mean anything by it? How can you be sure of such a thing?" Amelia said, turning her head to look up at him. "Lots of boys don't know what to do around a fag... I mean sissy... I mean... homosexual..." He tried to find the politically correct word. "Especially at that age." He slid up his hand up Amelia's thigh. "Do you jack off in my face without meaning anything by it, dear?" giggled Amelia. Stephen's face turned red while Giulia rolled her eyes. "No, baby. I mean... You're beautiful, sweetheart. I mean, Stephen might think it's harassment, but maybe Alex thought he was being nice to him. Paying him a compliment." Antonio said. "Being nice?" Stephen repeated, weakly. "Well, I, for one, don't think it's an appropriate thing to jerk off in someone's face unless you're specifically invited," said Amelia, pulling Antonio's hand away from her thigh, giggling. "Did you tell Alex that he could jerk off in your face, Stephen?" "No!" Stephen said. "Well there you go," said Giulia. "See? Sexual harassment." "I suppose so," said Antonio, thoughtfully, as he slid his hand up his wife's waist and cupped her breast, "but consider this." With that he groped his wife's breast and squeezed on it until she bit her lower lip and pulled away from him. "Honey, dessert is after dinner," she scolded, rubbing her breast, as she lifted her glass of wine. "Awww," he smiled, groping and tickling Amelia as she pushed his hands away giggling. Once she got his hands away from her she tilted back the glass and emptied it. "I'm just lucky I found a gal that doesn't mistake a little bit of affection for harrassment." He grinned. Finally, freeing herself from Antonio's continuous groping and tickling, Amelia turned to Stephen. "Antonio has a point, Stephen. Sometimes men are such brutes because they don't understand how to express their feelings in an appropriate way." "Exactly!" said Antonio, smacking his wife's ass, smartly in appreciation. She jumped with a little squeal. Stephen watched with astonishment and arousal as the public display of... well, they were calling it affection... played out in front of him. "Maybe Alex cares for you like daddy cares for mommy." Giulia offered. "You just don't realize how much Alex really cares for you, Stephen." "Cares for me? He's an asshole." "Stephen!" Giulia scolded. "Language!" "Well he is an asshole!" Stephen repeated. Giulia smacked him. "Not in front of my parents." Stephen blushed and rubbed his cheek. "S...sorry Mr. and Mrs. Ricci." "So you just need a place to stay until you can explain it to him," Antonio said. "Let him down gently." "Uhhh, right." Stephen said. "You have to think about your roommate's feelings that you're attracted to other men, but not him. Is it just because he's a brute, or because he's unattractive?" asked Amelia. "Umm." Stephen said. "He only thinks I'm gay." he tried to clarify. "Ohhhh, sweety!" Giulia jumped in saying, "Don't worry. This is a safe place! My parents aren't going to judge you." "But you are gay, right?" said Antonio. "I can't have you wandering around our house tonight if we think you're going to be trying any hanky-panky with Giulia." Giulia raised her eyebrows and nodded her head, smiling at him, trying to remind him of his agreement to "follow along." Defeated, he looked down at the floor and said, "yes. I'm gay." But Amelia wouldn't have it. "Ohhhh, honey! Don't be so gloomy-doomy! " She put her hand under his chin, and brought his face up, flashing him a big smile. "Be proud of who you are." He looked up at her, and made himself smile, repeating "Yes, I'm gay!" "Oh, aren't you just a little cheerleader!" Amelia exclaimed. "Well," said Antonio. "I guess it would be alright for him to stay overnight." "Then it's settled," Amelia said. "You can stay here until your situation improves with your roommate. Also, Giulia, why don't you set the table for four. This is all about ready." Giulia sighed, and walked over to the cabinet with dramatic reluctance. Knowing her mother, "This is all about ready" meant "about 30 minutes more of denigrating busywork." She looked up at Stephen, and had an idea. Brightly, she opened the cabinet with a flourish and said, "Steph, you want to help?" "Uhh." Stephen realized she was talking to him. "Do you want to help set the table?" she said, handing him four clean plates. "Umm, sure," he said, unsure how to respond to the name change. Giulia handed him the plates. "Oh, I JUST remembered, I have a lot to do right now," said Giulia. "Would you help Mommy set the table until I get back?" "O... kay." Stephen soon found himself alone with Giulia's hot mom, setting out glasses, filling the glasses with ice, folding the napkins just right, and distributing the silverware, while Giulia and her father disappeared into the other rooms. "You are so well-mannered, Steph." said Amelia. "Such a help around the kitchen!" "Uhh, thanks!" Stephen blushed, "but it's Stephen." "I think I just heard Giulia let slip your pet name... I thought it was sooo sweet." "She doesn't... usually call me that." "Well, I think it's a lovely name. It suits you. Is it okay if I call you Stephanie?" "Well, I usually go by Stephen." he said. "Well, you can go by whatever you want, here, dear." "Ummm, okay." said Stephen. "I love your hair..." Amelia said, running her fingers through Stephen's thick shoulder-length black wavy hair. "I think you could do a lot with it, if you really decide to be Stephanie instead of Stephen, or Steph." "Uhhh, thanks?" Stephen said, smelling her perfume; blushing, even smiling a bit. He looked up at her, and made himself smile. "Oh, such a beauty!" Amelia exclaimed. "You have to let me give you a makeover one of these days. With a little help, I think you could even pass as a woman, or a girl." She winked. "Oh here. You think you could chop up this tray of vegetables for the salad?" Before long, Stephen found himself chopping celery, cucumbers, carrots, tomatoes, and started shredding cheese for the salad. "Leave the cheese on the side, dear, I don't take it." "Oh, are you allergic?" "Oh, no. I try to avoid dairy. Especially on Tuesdays and Fridays. It gives me gas. Not much... but just a little bit. ." Stephen looked over Mrs. Ricci. It seemed odd to hear someone dressed so seductively talking about passing gas. "Oh, you're surprised to hear me talk about farting aren't you dear? Men talk about it all the time, though don't they?" "Umm.." "They laugh about it, joke about it... Women keep it between themselves, most of the time. But you seem so girly, I figured you'd understand. Do you think it's gross to think of me farting?" "N.. No Mrs. Ricci. I don't think you could ever be gross." Stephen said. "You're quite beautiful." "Awwww, thank you sweety!" She smiled radiantly at him. Then sighed. "But, no. It's gross... Maybe not to Antonio, but it is to me. That's why I especially avoid foods that make me gassy on Tuesdays and Friday." "Well, I suppose." Stephen said, uncertainly. "But why on Tuesdays and Fridays?" "Are you sure you want to know, dear?" "Ummm." said Stephen. "Have you had anal sex?" "No!" Stephen exclaimed. "Have your parents ever talked to you about anal sex?" she asked, concerned. "No!" Stephen repeated, horrified. "Oh, I see. I understand. A lot of parents aren't comfortable talking about these things with their homosexual children." She smiled conspiratorially, whispering. "A lot of heterosexual parents have never even tried it! But Antonio insists on it. have. Are you nervous about it?" "Umm... Nervous about what?" "Don't be bashful dear. I know what homosexuals do. Are you nervous about... taking it... in the... in the derriere." "No... I mean... Yes... I mean..." "Oh, Don't worry bout a thing, dear. You'll love it once you get used to it. Take it from me." She poured rice out into the colander... The steam billowed up from the pan. "Here, dear, why don't you put a serving of this on each plate." Stephen was shocked into silence and began serving the meal, as Amelia continued, chipperly sharing the most shocking details of her sex-life. "Antonio and I have worked out a system over time. Right now our schedule is Tuesday and Friday, when I really get prepared... I dress like a whore and... We don't usually let Giulia have guests on Tuesday or Friday, because of the way Antonio has me dress. But because of your situation..." "Ummm, you look lovely, Mrs. Ricci. I didn't think that..." "You didn't notice that I was dressed like a whore? Oh, what am I thinking? You wouldn't notice what women wear for men, being gay and all." She looked down at his crotch. "Antonio's clients who come over on Tuesday and Thursday nights would be rock hard for me in this outfit... But you haven't got wood since you got here." "Ummm, I'm sorry Mrs. Riccii." Stephen said. Giulia had just jerked him off in the garage, he thought. Actually he'd been up and down a little bit, but maybe she didn't notice because he was so small. "Don't apologize dear. You can't help what you are. Anyway, there's more to preparation than dressing like a whore. Some of the other details might turn your penis soft, anyway. First of all, you have to plan your diet and schedule so you have a good bowel movement to clear your passage for entry." She slowly pushed her middle finger into her other fist. "Then you'll need to push a finger into your passage, like this, with some ky jelly or lotion, to keep it lubricated and make sure it's clean. You should do that a couple times each day. It will keep your sphincter muscles ready for penetration from the outside." Stephen dutifully dipped rice out onto each plate, unable to look at Amelia while she described her rituals. Amelia went all sort of dreamy, reminiscing, as she went back to tasting and spicing the stir-fry. "Well, my first time.I wasn't nervous about it because I didn't know anything about it! I didn't even know it was going to happen! I told him it was the wrong hole, but he just smiled, and kept going." She sighed, dreamily. "Antonio hadn't been so hard and passionate for me in a long time. But ever since we've discovered this new kink, we've had the most amazing sex life." Despite himself, Stephen was intrigued. Perhaps it was worth playing along a little bit just to hear this sexy older woman talk about her sex life. Even if she seemed to be focusing in on some disturbing aspects. Mrs. Ricci turned off the burners, then turned, wrapping her arms around herself and closing her eyes... "I can still remember how he grabbed me, how he pushed in... Oh it hurt... But how desirable he made me feel in that moment..." "Did it hurt a lot?" Stephen asked. "Well, yes, a bit... We didn't know what we were doing. I didn't know how to prepare... He didn't know how to... be gentle. Well, I thought so at first, but it was more the shame and humiliation. I didn't understand at first, but then I had my first orgasm. And my second, and my third. Well, he tried to be gentle, but it never worked for us. I couldn't orgasm with him holding anything back. It was giving into his brutish animal desires that made me excited." She returned to stirring the vegetables. "Once it started becoming a regular thing, I learned how to prepare. It's the center-piece of our sex-life, now. It's at once humiliating, taboo, dirty... you know, but thrilling! Well, in a heterosexual relationship, it seems humiliating and degrading in a way... But I guess, for you, as a ho-mo-sexual, it's perfectly natural... Just the way you have to do it." Stephen tried to figure out how to frame his denial of homosexuality in such a way that it wouldn't cut off Mrs. Ricci's trust, but before he could think of anything she said, "Alright, sweetheart. Enough sex-talk. Go ahead and serve the stir-fry... Oh, and pour some wine for everyone, I'll go get Antonio." Finally alone with his thoughts, Stephen made his way around the table, serving the nice meal to each plate. He could hear the muffled tones of Mr. and Mrs Ricci talking and giggling behind the closed door. A couple of times he heard her shriek as if she'd been goosed or groped. Stephen found a bottle of wine. He poured a full glass for Mr. and Mrs. Ricci, and only half a glass for himself. He went to the living room to find Giulia. He found her reading a magazine. "Ummm, dinner's ready." He said. "Mmmm, great! I'm starving." she said hopping up. "It sounds like you and Mommy are getting along pretty well in here." "Ummm, sure." Stephen said, just wanting to avoid the topic. "How much wine do you take with dinner?" he asked her. "Hmmmm, actually, I'm really thirsty. Pour me about half a glass of wine, and I have a special glass for water... She reached up to the cabinet and pulled out a 64 oz cup, and filled it with ice, then water. She turned and saw Stephen pouring her wine. "Goodness Stephen! So much? Do you take me for a lush?" she grinned. Stephen grinned back at her. "I hope so," he said. Behind the door, Giulia's parents were laughing quite uproariously about something. Eventually, they were all gathered together at the table, Mr. and Mrs. Ricci continuing to giggle at a private joke, surreptitiously glancing at Stephen. "Giulia, Your friend is such a little helper in the kitchen." said Mrs. Ricci "You must have her over more often!" "Oh! I'm glad you two hit it off!" said Giulia. "What did you two talk about?" Stephen blushed. Amelia winked at Stephen. "Oh, you know... Just girl-stuff." Mr. Ricci added, knowingly, "I think Amelia was trying to make poor Steph jealous of her." "You shush!" Amelia said. "I was only sharing some experiences that I thought Steph would find useful." "Oh, yeah. Steph... speaking of that?" said Antonio, "I've noticed that a lot of gays and transgenders don't like to necessarily be called "he." What gender do you go by? Do you think of yourself as male, or female... or something in between." "Umm. Male?" Stephen offered. "Really?" said Antonio. "Hmmm... You don't come across that way. You're so slight of build and effeminate." To this Amelia snickered. Then quickly thought better, as Stephen looked down at his plate. "Sorry, sorry dear. I may laugh, but you shouldn't take it that way, dear, I think Antonio is really trying to pay you a compliment." But then she laughed again. "Sure Stephen... I didn't mean anything bad by it. I like the way you dress, and I expect you to take that as a compliment." Stephen glanced up. "Ummm. Thank you." he said. "You're welcome." said Antonio, his mouth half full. "I, for one, think you would make a very attractive girl. And so does Amelia." Stephen kept his eyes downcast. He seemed to have lost his appetite, and took a sip of his wine. After a time, Amelia broached the subject. "Have you considered cross-dressing, Steph?" "No... I..." Stephen remembered that the itching on his shoulder wasn't just the sweater. Giulia had convinced him to put on bra and panties, just earlier tonight, at the lingerie shop. "Steph! You're in a safe place here. You can tell my parents the truth. Show them what you're wearing under your sweater." He looked up, panicked as Giulia reassured him. "Don't worry, hon. Just pull down the shoulder a little." Giulia reached over, slipping the shoulder down so everyone could see the bra strap. "They won't judge you for what you wear." "No, that's lovely dear!" said Amelia. "Well, that's great!" said Antonio. "Steph, you're going to make a very sexy girl, I think." "Antonio!" said Amelia, in mock shock. "Oh, no one could ever hold a candle to you, dear. You know that." Antonio smiled. Amelia blushed demurely. Stephen reached for the shredded cheese. "Wait, don't we avoid dairy, sweetheart?" asked Amelia Stephen pulled his hand back, for fear that anal intercourse would become the topic of dinner conversation. "Speaking of your attire, Steph, did you bring anything to wear overnight, or for school tomorrow?" Giulia asked. "Ummm, no." realized Stephen. "I will have to go back to get something." "Nonsense dear. We can wash your clothes... You can wear something of Giulia's tonight." said Amelia. "I don't know... Maybe I should really think about confronting my issues with Alex tonight." Giulia put her hand on the back of Stephen's and looked into his eyes. "Stephen, I thought we could have some fun tonight! You can tell off your bully roommate any old time!" Stephen looked back and forth... Was this family crazy? Then he looked back at Giulia... She wanted to have fun tonight... He couldn't pass this up. "Okay, I'll stay." he said. Steph and Giulia Ch. 04: The Outing "Great." Amelia said. "Giulia, why don't you find an outfit for Steph, and I'll take her dirty clothes to the laundry." "Sure mommy. I'll go find one" Giulia hopped up and went to her room. Stephen looked around awkwardly... "Maybe I should go help her." "Of course, dear. Pick out something that suits you!" Amelia said. When he got to Giulia's room she shut the door behind him, and whispered, "You're doing great, honey! I think you totally convinced them." "Giulia I didn't even know what you were planning!" She stepped close and held a finger up to his lips. "Even more amazing, then, that you pulled it off. Well, you are, after all, a natural." With that, she grabbed Stephen's ass. Stephen pushed her hand away, realizing that she took after her father. "But Giulia, I can't have your parents thinking that I'm gay if we're going to have a relationship!" But Guilia leaned in to kiss him, passionately, plunging her tongue into his mouth. When she pulled back for breath, Stephen was stunned into silence. "It has to be our little secret Stephen. They'd never let you stay overnight if they thought you were straight." "Okay." stephen breathed. Giulia walked to her closet and pulled out a colorful silk nightgown. "Here put that on" she said. "Wait, you want me to wear that in front of your parents?" "Sure, why not?" "Giulia it's girl's clothes." "Well that's all I have available, sweety. Girl's clothes." "But don't you have anything a little more... Well, less... lingerie?" Giulia sighed. "Let's see. Alright. Here are some pants and a blouse." The capris were bright colorful capri tights that didn't even cover Stephen's ankles. The blouse was almost masculine except the buttons were on the wrong side. Stephen put on the outfit and found that the material of the capris lift and spread his ass-cheeks, and didn't quite come up to cover the top of his thong panties. He came out of the bathroom muttering "Giulia, this is ridiculous" but Amelia was there. "Ohh, that's adorable dear. What a lovely outfit!" "Umm, thank you, Mr.s Ricci." said Stephen. "Oh, it's been a long time since I've seen that blouse... Giulia hasn't been able to wear it comfortably since her breasts came in." Stephen blushed. "I bet if you asked her nicely she'd let you keep that! Oh, here, hand me your little-boy clothes there, and I'll run them down to the laundry room. Then you can help me wash the dishes!" She said it with such infectious enthusiasm, it was all he could do to hand her is neatly folded clothes. "Yes Miss Ricci." Giulia came back in the room. "Thanks mom." she said. She kicked back and started playing a videogame, as her mom took her exit. "Don't you just love my parents? Mom is so hot tonight, don't you think so?" "Ummm, yeah. I guess." "Yeah you guess." Giulia smirked. "Daddy likes to fondle mommy in front of guests. You get used to it after a while. I'm glad you're not like that." Stephen felt relieved. "Well, he seems kind of disrespectful." "Disrespectful? What? No. He loves her. What are you talking about?" "But I mean-the way he grabs her." "Don't be judgmental, Stephen. That's my daddy." She walked over to him, taking his hands. She leaned in close, backing him against the wall, and whispered in his ear. "You know I think I take after my daddy more than my mommy." He felt her hot breath on his neck, and let out a sigh. He started to reach up, to take her in his arms but found her grip was tight on his wrists. Instead he found himself being turned, pressed face-first into the wall, with one arm pinned behind his back. Giulia ran her hand over his ass through the slick fabric of the capris. Stephen wasn't quite sure what she was doing, but he wasn't going to object. He relaxed into the wall, breathing hotly, and started to push his ass back against her as she fondled it. "I take after daddy, and you take after mommy." Giulia teased him as she peeled his pants down. Stephen couldn't help grinning. He was ready to turn around and explore some of her sexual kinks. But at that moment, he heard Amelia calling, "Steph, you want to help me with the dishes?" At that. Giulia grinned and gave him a hard slap across the naked buttock. "Oh, Jesus, Giulia!" He turned around and look at her, radiantly grinning at him. He wanted her so bad right now, his little cock was standing at full attention in his panties. He pulled his tights up again. "You go help mommy, then we can fuck tonight." Giulia whispered. Stephen bit his lower lip in anticipation... then thought to answer Mrs. Ricci. "Ummm, yes, Mrs. Ricci! Just a minute" Then he whispered, "You know I can't wear this in front of your parents?" Giulia's face turned thoughtful, then she shook her head. "Don't be a fucking brat. Have fun with it." With that, she put her hand on his shoulder and walked him toward the door. So Stephen stumbled out to the kitchen in Giulia's colorful tights and blouse, as Giulia closed and locked the door behind him. He tried to put a positive face on it. Smiling pleasantly as he helped Mrs. Ricci to gather up the dishes. "It's so nice to have a little helper around the house, Steph." Amelia said. "Giulia and Antonio are just no help in the kitchen at all. You're just priceless!" Stephen went about clearing the table, and soon was washing the dishes by hand as she put everything away in the cabinets, explaining where everything belonged. "Alright, the clear glass plates go in the cabinet above the microwave, but the white china goes above the stove. See here?" "Ummm, yes, Mrs. Ricci. But why do I need to know that?" Stephen asked? "I thought you'd want to know your way around the kitchen. If things don't work out with your roommate, I thought you might need to stay again tomorrow. You know, even if you do work things out with him, you're always welcome... It's so nice to have a helper in the kitchen." Stephen turned away to roll his eyes. As he did so, he saw Antonio standing by the living-room, smirking. "Sounds like you two sexy ladies are getting along pretty good." "Mmmmm, she's delightful!" Amelia smiled. "Steph. Maybe tomorrow night I could do your hair and makeup! But tonight I better go make myself ready. Oh... Look at the time! Steph, would you be a dear and finish the last few dishes." "Ummm, okay." Stephen said. "Lovely!" she said, giving Stephen a big hug. "So much easier with a helper!" At that, she gave Antonio a big smile, and disappeared into the bathroom. Awkwardly, Stephen took the last dish and began to wash it as Antonio watched, leaning up against the door jam, half-smiling. Stephen put the dish in the drainer, then seeing that the counter-top had some crumbs, he began wiping them into his hand. He glanced over to see that Antonio was still watching... Kind of freaked out, but he still had work to do. He turned and bent to open the door under the sink and tossed the crumbs into the waste-basket. "Mmmm" Antonio grunted softly. Stephen couldn't help it, and turned and looked. Antonio flashed him a big broad smile, and before thinking, Stephen smiled back. "You are really something else, Stephanie." Antonio sighed. Stephen turned away, embarrassed. Antonio stood there for another ten seconds or so, then walked to his room. Stephen looked around himself. The dishes were done, dried, and put away, every surface was wiped clean, and shined, the kitchen and dining room were spotless and shiny. He was alone. He went back to Giuli's room, but the door was locked. He could hear her talking and giggling inside. He knocked on the door. "Hold on a second." she said. She opened the door and looked down at him, the phone to her shoulder. "Did you finish the dishes, hon?" "Ummm, yeah." he said. "Did you make mommy happy?" She asked, coyly. "I think so." Stephen said. "Okay, hold on." she said. Stephen patiently waited as she ducked back into her room. She pulled a teddy out of her closet, on a hanger, and handed it to him, still holding the phone to her shoulder. "Alright. Go ask daddy to show you to the guest bedroom. Put this on, and I'll be with you after this phone-call." What? This was a nightmare. "Giulia, I can't wear this!" "Shhhh, Stephen." She pulled him in, whispering in his ear. "I promise I'll fuck you tonight when you wear that." His hands momentarily slid up her body as he felt her breasts against his chest; her breath on his neck, and caught the scent of her perfume. He knew he would do whatever she asked when she pulled back, grinning at him. "I'll meet you in the guest bedroom pretty soon." He stood there looking at the red negligee with it's white decorative fringe. He looked and saw a few closed doors... He could surely find his way to the guest bedroom without Antonio's help. Through one door, he could hear Mrs. Ricci taking her bath. The door on one side was where Mr. Ricci had gone... He tried the third door. It was locked. He tried the fourth door. It was open, but it just opened to a closet. 'well, at least I can secret away this nightie before I go ask Mr. Ricci for help." He was afraid to say anything to Mr. Ricci because of the way he stared at him. But he went and tentatively knocked at his door. "It's open." Mr. Ricci said. He opened the door to find Mr. Ricci lounging in an elegant robe and glasses, reading a book. "Ah, come in Steph. What can I do for you?" he asked. "Ummm... Hi Mr. Ricci." Stephen said. "Giulia said I should ask you to show me to the guest bedroom." "Oh, of course. I left it locked, didn't I? Alright, here. I'll get the key for you." He rummaged around in the drawer, then produced the door key. Stephen left the room... Habitually trying to put the key in his pocket, but then realizing he had no pockets to put it in. Now, out of sight of Mr. Ricci, he went back to the closet and pulled out the teddy from it's hiding place. He unlocked the door and found a neatly kept room with hardwood floors, a desk, a dresser, a computer, a full-length mirror, and a bed. He checked the closet and drawers. Everything was empty, except for a stack of towels and a bottle of enzyme solution. He set the teddy on the dresser and considered it. Giulia had told him to put it on, and she'd be in after her phone call. "Who is she talking to?" He wondered. "I'll be sure to ask her later." He looked up at himself in the mirror. "This is crazy" he thought. "How in the world am I dressed like this? Why does she think I'm going to wear this for her?" But then he thought a bit more... It wasn't like he had girls falling all over him. Most girls preferred taller, more muscular guys. Giulia didn't like him in spite of his skinny, short stature... She liked him because of it. He slid his fingers over the lace of the teddy, admiring the intricate detail. "Alright." he thought. "I'm going to do this... But only because that way I can have sex with her." As he undressed, he began to hear hear the muffled sound of Mr. and Mrs. Ricci's flirtatious voices through the wall. Before long he could hear her gently moaning. This continued for a long while. He imagined Antonio licking between her legs as he put on the teddy. He turned to look at his body in the mirror as her moans sort of reached a crescendo, and stopped, in a breathy panting. Then there was a knock on his door. He walked over, afraid to make a sound. Unlocking and opening the door just a crack, Giulia was standing there in a heavy faint-blue nightgown. He let her inside, and she saw that he was wearing the teddy. She smiled at him. "Did you hear them?" she whispered. "Yes." "Mommy and daddy are voyeurs." Giulia said. "They like to have people hear them having sex." Stephen shook his head, rolling his eyes. "Well, they were pretty loud!" he said. "I like to hear them." Giulia whispered. She nonchalantly dropped the robe on the floor, completely naked underneath. She turned to him, and held him, running her fingers down his side, over his ass; breathing in his ear. You're so cute. I want to fuck your pretty lil face. You want to lick my pussy?" "Uhhh... Okay!" Stephen said. "Shhhh, don't let mommy and daddy hear you. Just come over here, Get on your hands and knees and lick my pussy." Giulia sat on the edge of the bed and spread her knees. He slowly followed, standing. She grinned up at him, then snapped her fingers, and pointed at the floor in front of her. Stephen obliged, kneeling down at her feet. It was slightly pungent... Not unbearable, but it made him hesitate. He made a goofy face up at her." She grinned down at him, sliding her fingers through his hair, and caressing his cheek and ear. "Are you making a lil faggot face at me, Steph? What's wrong don't you like pussy?" His manhood at stake, Stephen plunged in, beginning to lick her, the room silent except for his lapping and her gentle breathing. "That's it, baby." She whispered. "You know, I'm gonna give you exactly what you need." After a few minutes, he heard the sound of Mr. Ricci's low commanding voice, giving orders and then voicing satisfaction. Giulia held onto the back of Stephen's head and thrust her wet pussy up and down his lips and nose. Antonio's low voice carried through the wall. Stephen imagined he was saying "On your knees", "Suck on it." "Deeper." "Gag on it." Every time he heard Antonio's voice, Giulia would press his face down into her pussy for five to ten seconds so he couldn't breathe. When he gasped for air, Giulia whispered "Quiet, they'll hear you!" Stephen wondered if Giulia and him were going to fuck, maybe this wasn't the best room, as thin as the walls were. He pulled back, catching his breath. She smacked him. "lick my clitty." Stephen obliged. She was smacking playfully, not to sting, like she had earlier when he had called Alex an asshole. He licked at the lips of her pussy. "There you go, sweety. Higher." Again, he obliged. Licking up toward her clitoris. "Faster." she said. He pushed in and began to lick faster. She slapped him. "I said faster, not harder." He pulled back and licked fast with just the tip of his tongue. "Just like that... keep that up." she said. She reached down holding the back of his head in one hand, and started frigging the inside of her pussy with the other hand. Stephen was distracted again when Mrs. Ricci's voice came again, moaning much more urgently this time. He kept his tongue moving at Giulia's clit as she thrust herself in his face. Stephen began to hear a thumping crescendo of the backboard of the bed against the wall, It wasn't too long before Stephen could hear Mrs. Ricci's hyperventilated gasping. He imagined now that Mrs. Ricci was being fucked in the ass. Giulia's breathing didn't become louder but more ragged as she fingered herself and rubbed her clit on his nose. She whispered "Mmmm, I love your hot little face in my cunt. You keep your fuckface right there, baby. Okay?" Finally she moved her hands away from his head and her pussy and putting a pillow over her mouth and screaming into it. He kept his face steady, and tongue extended as she thrust her pelvis. She bucked her hips with abandon, almost bruising his nose... He heard her moaning into the pillow in synchronization with her mother moaning in the other room. When finally Mr. Ricci's voice rose in a self-satisfied roar, Giulia squealed into her pillow, and her pussy started to twitch. At first Stephen licked happily, feeling her spasm against his face, slowing his pace, feeling so happy he'd done a good job for her. But then Stephen was suddenly finding his mouth, nose, and face covered with Giulia's ejaculate. Her pillow-muffled squeals fell to whimpers as she gushed clear fluid into Stepen's nose and mouth, and all over his face, body, and the hardwood floor. Stephen gasped, wiping his eyes, and spitting it out. "My god, Giulia... You just peed all over me!" he sputtered, quietly. "Shhh... This isn't pee." she assured him. "This is the way I cum when I have a REALLY GOOD orgasm." He looked around himself, dubiously. "Yeah." she said. "That's the way I cum when I'm by myself. I've always wanted to have an orgasm like that before, with a man, but no man has ever been able to give me one! Oh my god, Stephen." Giulia whispered. "No other man has ever made me squirt like that before! That was amazing!" Stephen squinted his eyes up at her... "It was?" "It was fantastic, Stephen. Really incredible." Stephen's shock and revulsion turned into pride, even as he sat in her pee puddle in her urine-soaked teddy, he couldn't help but swell with pride and smile up into her kind, fond eyes. He sat up to try to kiss her. "Oh no... You get cleaned up; clean up this mess, take a bath, and put your man clothes back on. Then you come to my room and fuck me like a man, okay? "Finally!" he said. "Shhh. Mommy and daddy will hear you." She slipped her clothes back on, quietly, and pointed. "The towels are over there... Once everything is wiped up, squirt it down with that bottle of enzyme spray, then just take it all to the laundry room." Before he could say anything, Giulia was pulling up her pants, and exiting the room. He was pretty sure this was a pool of urine on the hardwood floor.. Not cum. Still, he went to the dressers and found a few towels. He dried himself off, then took off the soaked teddy. Naked, he knelt at the floor, at his previous position, and mopped up Giulia's pee... Well, maybe it wasn't pee. It was really clear and didn't seem to have too much of an odor. Once he had a couple of wet towels, he put them in a laundry basket with his nightie... Then he sprayed down the spot with the enzyme solution. Why did HE have to do all the work? He put on his tights from earlier and went into the room where he'd seen Amelia take his clothes earlier. The dryer was merrily doing it's thing. He poured some soap into the washer, and decided to add some bleach as well... He looked around for his "man-clothes" as Giulia had called them... Hmmm, maybe they're still in the dryer? He opened the dryer... Yep, there were his pants and shirt that he'd have to wear again tomorrow. He pulled them out of the dryer... "Ouch!" Damn hot. He set them on the floor and had a look at them. They must have been on the hottest cycle for hours. They were shrunk beyond usability. Sighing, he resolved that he'd have to drop by his roommate's in the morning to get some other clothes. When he got to the bathroom, he found the bathtub still full of Mrs. Ricci's bathwater... Well, more of a jacuzzi than a bathtub, and she'd used a massive amount of water. He reached in and found that it was still warm. It seemed a waste of water to just let it drain out. It was softly flowery scented and sudzy and warm. He decided to just slip in... As he did so, he imagined Mrs. Ricci in the water, next to him... showing him how to prepare for anal sex, pushing her finger, or fingers into herself. He wondered how that felt, and as the scented water cleaned his pores of Giulia's pee, he found his fingers gently creeping down, exploring... He couldn't push it in. He looked around, seeing an open jar of vaseline... Thinking... Amelia puts her fingers in that every Tuesday and Thursday... He pulled himself up out of the water, seeing her finger-marks through the surface of the gel. "Just this once" he thought. Pulling out a chunk of the goop, then rubbing it over his fingers. He brought his hands into the water and now his finger slipped easily into his anus. He continued for a while, picturing Giulia's mom doing the same thing, preparing to have Mr Ricci's cock slid into her. He started to wonder how big Mr. Ricci's cock was... and then his mind turned to his roommate cumming in his face this morning. With that, he pulled his fingers out of his ass, reminding himself that he wasn't gay. Steph and Giulia Ch. 04: The Outing Instead he got out of the bathtub, smelling all flowery, and feeling good. He dried himself off, and put on Giulia's capris from earlier. When he got to Giluia's room, she was fast asleep. "Giulia." he said... "Giulia!" She seemed sound asleep... He wanted to fuck her, but maybe this wasn't the time. So he traipsed back to the guest room, and slept fitfully all night.