There are many things in our society today that are hard to explain or justify. What is one man's norm, may be another's depravity. On the same hand, what was sociably unacceptable only a decade ago, is common place today.
Some of the sexual deviations of our generation will never be totally accepted by all, but leniency and understanding are becoming more commonplace when talking about such subjects as incest, bestiality, or as in the case of the following study, the unique love of an older woman for a young man.
There can be many explanations as to why a sensual woman in her mid thirties might suddenly have an overpowering craving for the sexual attentions of a young boy thirteen or fourteen years of age. Tina's story is one such interpretation. In her case, a brutal and sadistic rape by her husband of over three years forced her to seek other forms of emotional and sexual companionship.
The possibility of such' cravings are quite-likely, especially in our society today, which is becoming more permissive each year.
Hopefully the following study will give an insight to this rather touchy subject, and enable others who might be thinking of following these lines of sexual pursuit to realize the joys and problems such an endeavor might, and will create.
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CHAPTER ONE
"Move over against that white back drop," Tina said, looking at the exciting young male model with lust in her eyes.
"Over here?" young Buddy Brewster asked, eyeing the sexy older photographer.
"Yes, that's right," Tina said.
Tina could feel that old familiar twinge of excitement beginning to burn between her creamy white thighs.
Whenever she began to shoot a male model, especially a very young one such as Buddy, her pussy became extremely excited and her thoughts switched to sex immediately.
This was no exception.
The young boy who was modeling a line of boy's swim wear was absolutely breathtaking. He had a solid body, young, but already beginning to show the signs of a rugged muscular development.
His face was babyish, with light blue eyes and sandy hair. His skin was blemish free and radiant. His chest was strong, and his nipples were standing out proud and strong.
Tina wanted to run over to him and place her mouth over his chest and such his nipples into her mouth savagely. However, she controlled her impulses, at least for the moment.
She had the young boy scheduled for three hours of shooting, and she knew that that would be more than enough time to put her usual plan of seduction into practice.
"That's fine," she said, glancing deliberately at the little bulge that the young boy's prick was making in the front of the tight-fitting white nylon bathing suit.
Tina felt her heart skip a beat as she continued to let her eyes travel over the boy's flesh.
His entire body was hairless, and his legs were smooth and strong. He was naked except for the suit, and all but his boyish cock was visible to the older woman's horny eyes.
Tina felt a twinge of excitement in her pussy as her juices began to flow out of her love hole. She stirred uncomfortably behind her tripod as she adjusted the lenses she would be using for the shooting.
The young boy stood there with his arms at his side, gazing right at the camera. This wasn't the first photo session he had done. He had been modeling boys' clothes for several years now. It was, however, the very first time he had worked for Tina Young.
The boy could feel the woman's eyes piercing his flesh and he didn't know quite what to make of her. He had usually been photographed by men, and this was a new experience for him. He liked it though, a great deal.
Tina liked it, too. This was a great set-up for her and she was taking the fullest possible advantage of her position. She had majored in photography in school and when she had divorced her brute of a husband, she had decided to fall back on her photographic expertise to earn some money.
Now she was set up in this little suburban community of Rockwood with her own tiny shop, and was doing quite well. She sold her photographs to various fashion magazines across the country and specialized in shots of very young boys.
Tina knew she was successful because of her interest in young boys. She could capture the innocence as well as the sensuality of the very young on film and the result was a very commercial product.
"Okay, Buddy, I'm going to start shooting now. I want you to just move around in a natural way and pretend you're talking to me."
"Okay," the young professional model said.
Tina squeezed her creamy white thighs together as she began snapping the shutter of her camera, capturing the youth on film, and keeping her own sexual desires at an all-time high.
The boy began to move around taking various poses in his little nylon swim suit.
Tina snapped the shutter furiously as the action became more involved. She began perspiring. She always did when she got heavily involved in a shooting.
It was partly the hot lights from the studio, but it was mainly her sexual desires coursing through her body passionately. The little boy, like most young boys, excited the living shit out of her.
"Wait a minute," Tina said, stepping out from behind her equipment. "I think I'll put a little oil on your body so that it will look like you're sweating," she said. She grabbed a large bottle of baby oil from the shelf near her camera and walked over to the young boy who was staring at her with wide, bright, blue eyes.
Tina tipped over the bottle and let some of the thin oily liquid pour out onto her fingers.
"How you doing?" she asked Buddy, as she quickly began to spread the sensuous liquid over his strong little chest.
"Ohhh," the boy moaned as the woman's fingers massaged his belly with the warm oil, "I'm fine," he said and closed his eyes just for a second.
Tina knew that she was exciting him, and that got her even hornier. The touch of his young flesh was exhilarating to her and ideas of sexual contact coursed her system furiously.
The more she rubbed the oil into young Buddy's body, the more she wanted to attack him, smothering him with kisses and love. But she could not-not just yet. She would have to wait until the time was right. After all, she was suppose to be shooting him not making love to him. She did have a reputation to uphold, a very good one, and that had to be taken into consideration above everything else.
She had been involved in too many sordid things in her past and had learned her lesson well. There weren't very many people around who understood her desire for sexual contact with the extremely young, and discretion was of the utmost importance.
"Turn around, please," she said to Buddy, and the boy obeyed immediately.
Buddy liked the touch of the older sexy-looking woman and his little heart had started beating rapidly as she worked the oil into his flesh eagerly.
She poured some more baby oil out onto her fingers and without hesitation began to work it across his smooth back, rubbing it deeper and deeper into the skin.
Buddy stirred uneasily in front of her, and Tina knew that she was getting to him. She began to wonder if she could come on to him right then and there. It usually took longer than this with most of her young models, but Buddy almost seemed willing. She knew that being twelve made him too young to have had any sexual contacts with anyone, or at least any of much importance. Yet he did seem interested.
"That's fine," she said, placing her hands on his shoulders and slowly turning him around so that once again she was staring into his innocent bright blue eyes.
Her heart beat on wildly as she gazed at his youthful and extremely handsome face. If she had ever had a son, she would have wished him to look just like Buddy. He was a perfect specimen of a young male and her desires grew within her the more she stared at him.
"You sure are a handsome little boy," Tina said, not able to control herself any longer. She was breaking and she knew that it wouldn't be long before she would be forcing her sexual desires on the innocent young man one way or another.
"Thank you. You're a pretty woman," the boy said, shocking Tina.
"Why, thank you, Buddy," Tina said, and leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek gently.
Buddy blushed but didn't move away. He just stared at his feet like a little boy who had been caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar.
Tina decided she couldn't wait another second. Her passions were rising and her pussy was running profusely by this point. She was far too hot to continue to shoot the little boy. She wanted to touch him now, to caress him, to make love to him in a way she knew she was a pro at.
"Why don't we take a little break," Tina said, trying to get the boy's mind off the shooting and into other areas, areas that pleased her much more than taking pictures.
"Anything you say," Buddy said and he moved away from the bright spot light that was illuminating his young but virile little body.
Tina watched him move over to the other end of the mat. She gazed at the round buns of his ass-cheeks as they pressed the thin nylon material sensuously out behind his strong back. She wanted to just reach out and squeeze his ass it looked so inviting to her, but she controlled her emotions. She knew it was just a matter of moments how and she could wait.
"Why don't we sit down?" Tina said, finding it hard to keep from gazing at the boy's youthful virile body.
"Okay," little Buddy said readily.
He liked Tina.
The photographers he had worked with in the past had been very business-like, and this friendly woman was a refreshing change for him.
Tina sat down next to the young boy and immediately put her arm around him. She squeezed him close to her, and kissed him one more time, this time a little closer to the lips.
Buddy pulled away slightly, surprised at the woman's aggressive attention.
"Miss Young!" the boy said.
"Yes?" Tina answered, pretending what she had done was nothing unusual.
"What are you doing?" he persisted.
"I just wanted to show you how much I liked you," Tina said, realizing from experience that the direct approach was usually the best, especially when dealing with a very young little boy like Buddy.
"But that isn't right, is it?" he asked innocently. "I don't see anything wrong in it. Don't you like me?"
"Oh, yes, I do, I do," he murmured.
Tina knew that she had him where she wanted him. She knew he was hers for the plucking now. It was just a matter of moments....
"Have you ever really kissed a woman before?" Tina asked.
She knew he hadn't, but she wanted to get the tone of conversation around to sex.
"Well, just my mom," the boy said shyly.
"You know, I mean in a sexy way," Tina persisted, not wanting to let him off the hook that easy.
The boy just stared at her, not uttering a sound.
"I mean like this," Tina said. She leaned over toward him and taking his little face in her hands pulled him close to her, planting a long wet kiss right on his mouth.
She was delighted to find the boy did not pull away from her. His inexperienced mouth was just the kind that elated Tina and she kissed him feverishly.
Her heart began to beat madly, and the cum that was drooling between her thighs flowed out in spurting gushes as her sexual being exploded with passion.
Tina became more aggressive. She began to push her huge breasts up against the boy's naked and oily chest, shoving her protruding stiff nipples into his skin. She felt the boy's heavy breath on her cheeks and knew that she was getting to him. The more excited he became, the more excited she became, and they were off on a whirlwind of sexual pleasure.
She pushed young Buddy all the way over onto the mat, so that he was sprawled out on his back and so that she was now lying on top of him. She crushed him into the canvas with the weight of her vibrant womanly body, as the little boy tried to keep up with the determined and eager kisses she was delivering to him.
She was elated to find that his response was so positive. Oh, she realized that there was a lot of work to do before he would be the little sex partner she hoped to create, but she thought he sure as hell showed good promise.
At least he wasn't resisting her. That had happened to her many times in the past and had resulted in quite a few embarrassing situations for the thirty-three-year-old woman. This time was going to be different, however, she just knew it.
Tina could not take her lips away from the boy's mouth. His young innocent kisses were so sweet and tantalizing to her senses she felt as if she was losing her fucking mind.
The longer and harder she kissed the boy the more he seemed to respond to her, which was just what she wanted. Tina knew she had to take the seduction of the boy one step at a time. Any sudden moves might scare him away or turn him off, and with this boy she most definitely wanted to go all the way.
Tina finally had to move away from his mouth. There was so much of his beautiful young body to explore with her eager lips and she knew that a couple of hours, when she was having this much fun, could go by in no time. She didn't want to waste a single second.
Buddy began to moan and groan as Tina's mouth shot down over the nape of his young neck, kissing and licking and biting every inch of his skin. She let the saliva flow from her mouth cavity, mixing with the baby oil she had so sensuously applied to him a short while before.
His skin was so tight and smooth to Tina's taste. Her lips began to devour the young innocent boy savagely. The more she explored him with her mouth, the more positively he responded. He was groaning like a little wild man now as she inched her way down his little chest.
She pulled one of his tiny nipples into her mouth and bit the end of it slightly to check his response. When he continued to moan his approval, she bit the nipple a little harder and continued her sexual assault.
She began to slide her mouth from one nipple to the other, mixing her flowing saliva with the light covering of oil on his chest.
The boy began to squirm about beneath her, but Tina kept him pressed to the mat with her vibrant womanly body. She shoved her tits into his belly. For Buddy there was no escape and she knew it.
Tina forgot everyone and everything at that point. Nothing mattered to her now, but the little young boy beneath her. She wanted him, all of him, and she was determined to satisfy her womanly cravings one way or another.
The cum was oozing out of her pussy now, soaking the front of her tight white shorts. She was wearing a halter top and her bare midriff slid against the boy's naked belly in a sexy way, turning them both on all the more.
Buddy didn't know just what to make of the whole episode, but he was too spellbound and too excited to resist the woman's sexual advances.
Buddy had never experienced anything like this before. He had a little girlfriend at school, but he certainly hadn't done anything like this with her. Shit, he was only twelve and these thoughts of sexuality hadn't really entered his mind yet. He was too busy with schoolwork and baseball, his favorite sport, to think about girls.
Tina Young was something special, nowever, and he knew that she was going to teach him all there was to know about sex and then some. He decided he would be a cooperative and willing pupil. His little cock was standing up proud and strong and pressing against the woman's warm moist crotch and the excitement overpowered him.
Tina felt his little boy cock rubbing against her and she was now certain that he was under her love-spell and that she would be able to take him as far as she wanted to.
She could see no limits with this, her latest sex pupil, and she was going to let her desires run rampant.
She could almost feel the hard little erection pressing up into her womanly cunt already. She could hardly wait!
CHAPTER TWO
Sexual desires were leading Tina Young right smack into the world of boys, the world that she had grown accustomed to, the world that took the place of all other realities for her.
There were no more older men in Tina's life. There were no more parties and bridge-club meetings with the girls and all of that other suburban baloney that she had been so hung-up in before her divorce.
All of that stuff was in the past now, and the only thing that literally consumed her mind every waking hour was the desire to meet, seduce and sexually enjoy the extremely young male body.
Buddy was no exception. He was just another one of the many that had thus far fallen to her womanly ways. She was a hard woman to resist for any man, let alone a young inexperienced and extremely innocent little boy like Buddy. He was caught up in her web of womanly passion and she knew she had him trapped completely.
Tina continued her southward journey on the young boy's body.
Buddy was squirming about beneath her, but he wasn't trying to get away. He didn't know exactly what this woman was doing to him, but he did know that his cock was roaring hard and he felt a strange tingle coursing through his body and it was impossible for him to move away. He wanted to find out what this exciting older woman was going to do to him. He was convinced that as scary as it was, she was going to excite him in some new and incredibly sensual way.
Buddy held his breath as Tina moved lower and lower on his young firm body. He felt every pore of skin covering his lithe young muscles seem to open in desire and elated response to her oral caressing.
Tina had her mouth swirling back and forth across his beautiful belly muscles. They weren't that well developed yet, because of his age, but the traces of that all too familiar washboard effect were already visible.
Tina knew that in a few short years this young man was going to be a regular Adonis. He had all the makings of a super stud and he was only twelve. He just had to grow up and develop his body to its fullest possible attention and then every girl in town would be after him to fuck their little tight wet pussies.
Tina was glad that she was the first. She hated seconds. She liked to be the pioneer, the teacher, the instigator of all sexual fulfillment.
Tina chewed savagely on the tight skin which covered the young muscles of the boy's belly area and Buddy moaned out his obvious delight.
She tasted the sweet baby oil as it mixed with her own juicy, hot flowing saliva. She inched her way lower and lower to her destination, at least for the moment, his boyish cock.
She longed to taste his little virginal penis in her mouth. She knew that it was going to be fresh and sweet and unused, just the way she liked her cocks to be. There was nothing she hated more than an old wrinkly smelly cock of an older man. There was simply no comparison to the uniqueness of a fresh young boy cock and all of the pleasure that it had to offer her.
The pangs of guilt that used to go through her whenever she would devour a young boy, like she was doing to Buddy right now, were all but gone. They were still there a little, just enough to remind her that what she was doing was hardly acceptable by any "normal" social standards, but her sexual impulses and urges had long since taken over the possession of her spirit and were always leading her down the path of erotic sexual seduction of the extremely young.
She just couldn't stop and she no longer wanted to.
She reveled in the flesh of young boys and she became more satisfied after a love-session with one of them, than she had ever become with her husband or any other older man that she had made it with in her entire life.
Tina jabbed her tongue into the boy's belly button and swirled it all around. She let a large portion of her own sticky-wet saliva pour out of her mouth and fill the little hole. She then proceeded to quickly lick it all back up into her mouth, swirl it around between her sensual lips, and then swallow it lustfully.
She felt like she was eating part of the boy's young body, and in a way she was. She wanted to devour every inch of him, to make her him hers forever. She wanted to become part of his very soul and nothing would stand in her way from achieving that goal.
She slid her mouth down another inch or two and grabbed hold of the waistband of the top of his white nylon bathing suit. She pulled it up toward his belly so that it pushed hard against his stiff little boy cock. She could now clearly see the outline of his love pole and her heart skipped a beat.
Tina knew that it wouldn't be long at all before she was covering that cock with her mouth and she would once again be lost in the reverie of sucking a male cock, a very young male cock-her specialty!
She moved down on him once again, this time pulling the waistband of his suit down toward his ankles. She kept on pulling it until at last his beautiful little cock was released from the tight confining nylon garment and exposed fully for her horny eyes to ravage.
It was even more beautiful than she had suspected. It was circumcised and the cockhead, a light purple in color, stood out proud and strong. Of course it wasn't that large, perhaps only three or four inches, but she knew that in a matter of a couple of years this young boy was going to have one hellofa big love pole between his beautiful, muscular thighs.
She was going to be the first woman to put her mouth on it in its very young stage of development and that was what she really wanted more than anything else in the entire fucking world.
She craved cock, both in her mouth and up her snatch hole. She hoped that she would be able to fulfill both of her passions with this young stud. He was so innocent, yet he seemed so willing to follow her lead. He wasn't resisting her at all. She knew that he was caught up in the excitement of the whole adventure with her and she wanted to keep him in that frame of mind so he would be easy for her to overpower. She liked rendering young boys helpless, smothering them with her love and desire. Buddy was just another one of her many conquests and, by now, she had the whole thing down to quite a system.
Tiny slipped her eager fingers underneath the boys round, rock-hard ass, feeling the two cheeks of his bubbly butt and squeezing them savagely as she pulled his suit completely off him, over his feet, and threw it on the floor beside the rubber mat.
The boy was now totally naked, just the way Tina wanted him.
She stood up over the boy and slowly began to pull down her own tight white shorts. She wasn't wearing any panties-she never did-and her gaping drooling pussy was fully exposed for the young boy to see.
His eyes almost bugged out of his head as he gazed at the vee of her cunny. The fluids were oozing out of it soaking her pubic hairs and making them glisten under the lights of the studio.
She watched the innocent young boy as his mouth opened wide in astonishment. She was casting her love-spell over him and he was helpless under her power. She liked that. She had to be the boss, the ruler, the one with all the power. It was the only way for her. She had been dominated by men all of her life and this was her sweet revenge.
She reached behind her back and unclasped the little buttons of her halter top, letting it fall freely to the mat. Her huge tits sprang forth. Her nipples bright red and seeming to be on fire, stood out proud and strong from the center of her two love mounds.
She looked at the boy's reaction as he gazed at her with a look of amazement, curiosity, and even fear. She kneeled down beside him.
"Please, Buddy, kiss my titties for me?"
He didn't move. It was as if he had become paralyzed.
"Don't be afraid. You will like the taste of them, really you will," she pleaded.
The boy needed some help and she was right there to give it to him.
She placed her hand on the back of his head and pulled his face forward gently. She didn't shove him, it was more like a little nudge.
Buddy resisted her at first and then gave into her powerful urges and direction. He was scared but she was such an exciting woman and she was so fucking forceful, that resistance was something beyond his present conception.
He moved his head toward her right tit and opening his mouth, placed his lips right over her nipple.
Tina moaned wildly as she felt the boy's hot young innocent lips on her breast.
"That's it, kiss and lick it. Let your tongue swirl all around the nipple. Bite it a little if you want. It won't hurt me. I'll like it, really, I'll like it!"
Tina was flying high by this point. She loved the feeling of a young boy's mouth on her breasts and she arched her head way back, jutting her tits way out in front of her, so that the young boy could get at them easily.
Buddy became more and more involved in what he was doing. He had been extremely tentative at first, but with the help of Tina's encouraging shoves and words of wisdom, he found himself getting more brazen by the second.
He started swirling his tongue around in little circles. He began nibbling on the nipple, biting down on it easily at first and then a little harder as he became more excited.
Tina's pussy was really juicing by this point. She was getting extremely hot and she knew that this little affair was going to end in one hell of an orgasm for her and hopefully for Buddy as well.
She wanted to make him cum. She wanted to bring him more pleasure than he had ever realized possible and she would stop at nothing to achieve that lurid goal.
Buddy moved his head over to her other tit without any further encouragement from Tina. She knew that the boy was beginning to learn the art of lovemaking. He was a good student, a willing student, and she knew that he would bring her a tremendous amount of pleasure which, lately, was all she seemed to live for.
He covered her other tit with his mouth and let the saliva flow once again. He sucked and licked and kissed and bit her titty, paying special attention to her jutting stiff nipple, an extremely erogenous zone on the older woman.
Tina felt her body come alive with excitement as she gazed down at the young boy who was sucking away on her titties. He was really going at it now and the more he kissed and fondled her huge breasts, the more the juices flew out of her cunt. She was getting hot as hell and she knew that it wouldn't be long before she would be reaching an orgasm.
She decided that she had to move on to other areas of her sexual lesson and encounter with the handsome young boy. There was so much to do, so much to teach him and such a little amount of time to do it in. She knew that the boy's mother would be coming for him in less than an hour and she didn't want her to walk in on them in one of these sexually lurid and explicit positions. She had had her dealings with parents in embarrassing situations before and she didn't want any of those ugly occurrences happening today, especially with this beautiful boy, her latest conquest.
Tina gently pushed the boy's face away from her left tit which he was sucking like a baby nursing on his mother and dropped down to his crotch once again.
She shot her mouth down below his little cockshaft and pulled both of his love sacs right into her mouth. She wasted no time. She began to suck them furiously, rolling them about in her mouth cavity passionately, keeping a steady flow of her own hot saliva pouring out of her mouth, covering the little round hard balls and keeping Buddy moaning like an animal in heat.
She reached her hand up and ran it over his lithe young flesh, working the oil and sweat into his young underdeveloped muscles, all the while sucking on his balls like they were food and she hadn't eaten in months.
Buddy kept jutting his hips up and down off the canvas. It was obvious that she was driving him crazy and she loved it. The more she sucked him the more he squirmed about and the more excited Tina Young became.
She could not wait another second to taste his young boy cock in her mouth. Her pussy was twitching violently and spewing forth gobs of hot juicy pre-orgasmic cum. She had to taste that cock before she just went ahead and shot her fucking load of womanly love oils. The time was now!
She started sliding up his sensitive cock, swirling her tongue all about the base of the thick little shaft until she reached the very tip of his cockhead. She made circular stroking motions with her saliva-coated tongue and then without further ado she plunged her mouth down on the cock, engulfing all of it easily in her experienced mouth.
She wasted no time. She began to suck it like it was a little lollipop. Up and down she went on the shaft, each stroke of her mouth a little more savage, a little more determined than the one before it.
Buddy was crying out with pleasure as she sucked away on his little prick. Tina Young forgot about everything at this point, who she was or where she was. The boy's cock and her own pleasure in satisfying him were all that was important to her now.
Up and down like a wild woman she went on the budding little penis. The harder she sucked it the more Buddy groaned and the more determined she became to suck the cum right out of him.
She could taste little trickles of boy juice oozing out of the tip of his cock and knew that he was extremely excited. She wondered if he had ever reached an orgasm before, or if he had even tried jerking off before. She doubted it. He seemed too young and innocent to have gotten involved in any form of sexual adventure. No, she was convinced that she was his first sexual instructoress, and she was teaching him the ropes.
She sucked his little cock so fucking hard her lips became numb. Her head became a blur, she was moving up and down on him so fast.
Her cunt was aching. It seemed to be calling to her to shove his cock up inside it and satisfy it. She wanted to suck him off, but she wanted to make sure that his cock remained stiff long enough to ram up into her pussy and bring her to the violent orgasm she knew was so close at hand.
She quickly pulled her mouth off his little boner, and Buddy screamed out. His prick was shaking and she knew that he was close to reaching an orgasm, or at least squirting a little load of boy juice.
She moved on top of him, letting her huge breasts once again crush him into the rubber mattress. With one hand she pulled his little boy cock up between her creamy white thighs and directed it smack in the middle of her pussy hole.
The boy moaned savagely as he felt his prick head brushing against her pubic mound. It tickled and excited him at the same time and the sensations of pleasure seemed to take his fucking breath away.
Buddy let the woman on top of him run the show completely. He didn't know what to do anyway and, besides, he trusted her. He knew she was going to bring him pleasure and in so doing bring herself pleasure as well. He put himself in her hands, literally!
Tina threw her head back like a wild filly as she felt the tiny stiff cock slicing up between her cunt lips, tickling her stiff dripping clitty, and descending into the depths of her pussy hole.
Her juices were flowing like an open faucet, covering his boy cock completely with the sticky sweet fluids. His cock tickled her as it moved deeper and deeper into her snatch hole. She finally felt the little sac of love banging against her pubic mound and knew that it was all the way inside of her.
She began to move up and down on him, allowing the little boy cock to slip in and out of her in a steady, sensual rhythm. Each stroke brought the older woman more and more pleasure and it wasn't long before she was ready to cum.
Actually, she was ready to cum as soon as she started shooting the boy. Her passions had been at a fever pitch the whole session and blowing the boy had almost sent her over the top. Now, with his cock securely wedged up between her cunt lips, slicing in and out of her savagely, she just couldn't stand it without cumming.
"Oh, yes, fuck me, Buddy, fuck me," Tina heard herself saying. She was like a woman possessed. She had no control over herself at this point. Sex and cumming was all that mattered and nothing could stand in the way of achieving that pleasurable goal of orgasm.
Suddenly she felt little gushes of hot cum spurting out of Buddy's cock. It certainly wasn't anything like the bursting forth of a man's load, but nevertheless, it was a small ejaculation, the type of ejaculation she had learned to love more than anything else in the whole fucking world.
As the boy's little eruption took place up inside of her, she too began to cum.
She could hold it back no longer.
Her cunt began to contract in short convulsions, oozing her womanly fluids out by the gallon. She covered the boy's cock and balls with her flowing juices and her whole body shook violently in the throes of her womanly orgasm.
She slipped her arms under the boy's back and squeezed him tightly to her. She kissed him on the mouth savagely as she kept sliding up and down on his rapidly deflating cock.
She had just enjoyed one of the most beautiful orgasms of her life. She had made Buddy cum, too, and that pleased her tremendously.
It hadn't been much of an orgasm, because of his age and inexperience, but nevertheless it was a start. She knew that this was only the beginning. Buddy was a popular boy model in this area and she was certain that she would have other photo sessions with him. She knew that each one would now lead to some form of sexual contact and she could hardly wait for the next one to take place.
As for now, she had better get her head together and finish taking some shots. It would be hard to explain to his mother when she asked to see the contact sheets why she had taken so few pictures in three fucking hours.
"Come on, young man," she said after she extricated her cunt from his cock, "we have to go back to work."
Buddy just stared up at her with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face she had ever seen.
CHAPTER THREE
Tina Young finished the session with young Buddy fast and furiously. She hadn't taken as many pictures as she should have by the time Buddy's mother came to pick him up, but she didn't care. The woman didn't ask to see any of the shots just yet, and she would deal with the problem of lack of prints if and when it came up.
She shook Buddy's hand and winked at him without his mother seeing her and they were gone.
Tina Young stretched out on the mat to catch her breath.
It had been one hell of an afternoon.
She drifted into a dream-like state of mind, reflecting on the past year and all of the things that had happened to her. She knew that everything that had gone down was directly due to her divorce from Paul, her sadistic fucking husband, the man that had almost killed her.
She couldn't help but think back to her first few years with him and how great everything had been. Then he got into that S&M shit and almost killed her.
The thing that really sent her running to a lawyer for a divorce was the weekend they spent at the lodge in New England.
They had come up to this place many times and Tina didn't see why this trip should be unlike any of the others. Paul would go fishing and she would lie around in the sun on the raft in the middle of the little lake near the cottage. It would be a restful and peaceful weekend. They would fuck, as they always did, but he would be as boring to her as he had been the last year or so.
That was where she was wrong.
This was to be a weekend that was going to change her whole fucking life, a weekend that she would never be able to get out of her mind, as hard as she tried!
It was around five in the afternoon and she had just finished taking a shower. It was Saturday night and she expected to spend a quiet evening having a nice dinner and sitting around the huge fireplace in the lodge with her husband Paul.
She was wearing just her panties and was sitting on the edge of the bed brushing her long blonde hair when suddenly the door burst open.
She had thought Paul had gone to the store for some supplies, but he had merely gone into the den to change into his leather gear.
She gasped when she saw him standing in the doorway.
He was clad in skin-tight leather pants that showed off his gigantic, stiff cock clearly. It looked like it was going almost all the way down to his fucking knee. He was naked from the waist up and his rippling muscles were bulging across his chest and his arms.
He was carrying a bull whip!
She took the whole thing as a joke at first.
"What are you doing, you crazy fool?" Tina asked her husband.
Paul wasn't smiling.
"Get over here, bitch," he said.
"Paul, cut the crap. You've been reading too many of those sex magazines. Where did you get all that stuff, anyway?"
"Never mind, slave, just get over here!"
Tina had enjoyed a fairly healthy sex life with her husband up to that point and she couldn't believe that over night he could have gotten into this leather trip and so heavily.
Tina had read a little about S&M and some of the things that go on behind locked doors in the suburbs, but she had never thought her very own husband would have interest.
Sure, he did really fuck the living shit out of her when he got going; which lately had only been about once a week, but that was not a sign that he had hidden S&M tendencies lurking just beneath his seemingly calm exterior.
Now she was beginning to wonder if she really knew this man standing in the doorway of her bedroom or not.
She decided she would go along with him, just for the fun of it. Actually, she thought at first that it might even be exciting to fool around like this. Their sex life hadn't really been all that stimulating the past couple of months and a wild change might just be the thing they needed to get them back together again. They hadn't been very close for quite some time.
She got up off the bed and paraded her beautiful body, naked from the waist up, and covered below onto by a pair of tight, pink-laced panties which were so brief some of her pubic hairs showed, curling over the top.
When she got up to him he reached out and slapped her savagely across the face. She went flying backward and landed on the bed.
"You BASTARD!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.
She had no idea what had brought on the wild slap, but soon realized that it was all part of his little "Master" game. She was infuriated. Instead of talking about this whole weird trip with her he had just plunged into it without her knowledge and was obviously planning on doing anything he fucking well pleased with her and to her.
She felt like killing him.
He was degrading her and giving her not even a little say in what was about to happen. This really pissed her off. She was fit to be tied.
Actually, before the night was over she was going to be tied up quite a few times and her husband Paul was going to do every conceivable sadistic thing to her.
She was in for a long, hot, and extremely painful night with her savage husband, a night she would not soon forget and a night that was going to change her entire outlook on life in general and sex in particular.
Before Tina had a chance to get up off the bed Paul was on top of her. He jumped on her, crushing her into the big mattress of their double bed.
Tina felt the hot breath of her husband over her face as he slipped the leather of his tight-fitting pants across her bare legs.
She wasn't excited at all.
She was turned off and disgusted.
She knew that under other circumstances this little game-playing might even be exciting. But it was the way her husband was going about it that pissed her off. Forcing her like this was annoying as hell, and she would get even with him if it was the last thing she did.
Of course Tina had no idea what her husband had in store for her or the amount of pain that he was really going to inflict upon her body and the mental anguish he was going to inflict upon her senses and her morals.
He was going to degrade her in every way possible and, in so doing, he would succeed in turning her off toward him for the rest of her life.
He slapped her mercilessly across the face over and over again, as he ground the leather of his tight pants against her crotch.
Between the stinging blows Tina had enough time to realize the man was sex-crazed and he was going-to rape her. He had never been particularly gentle in bed but this was just not called for. If he had only asked her about this or planned the little escapade out with her ahead of time, she might very well have gone along with it.
Tina was anything but a prude and she was always willing to explore new sexual avenues of lurid adventure. But this was just uncalled for torture and she refused to cooperate.
What Tina didn't realize was that the more she refused to obey his wishes and the more she fought him, the more excited he became and therefore the more determined he became to dominate and torture her.
It was a vicious circle from which there was no escape for the young woman and her hopeless and vulnerable position began to come into focus.
Suddenly Paul reached under the bed and pulled out some nylon cord. Tina had no idea where he had gotten it or when he had planted it there, but that didn't really matter now. What he was going to do with it did matter. It didn't take her long at all to find out.
He forced her over onto her belly and pulled her arms forcefully behind her back. She thought for a moment he was going to break them off, but all he did was tie them securely together, rendering her even more helpless.
He jumped off the bed and rubbing his crotch with his left hand, laughing sadistically, he raised his other hand high in the air and brought his open palm right down across her upturned round smooth buttocks.
Tina screamed out in agony as the hand spanked her near-naked bottom. The pain was excruciating, like nothing she had ever before experienced.
She just couldn't believe what had happened to her husband. What kind of books had he been reading or what kind of people had he been hanging out with lately that had turned him into such a fucking sadistic animal? She just didn't know. It was impossible for her to comprehend how he could have gotten into this weird trip without her having any warning.
But here he was and what he was doing was not a dream. It was a reality and she was the object of his attack and there wasn't a fucking thing she could do to ward him off.
They were twenty miles from the nearest cabin. They had bought the little place for just that purpose. They had wanted a place where they could really get away from everyone and everything.
Now Tina wished that they had taken a place with neighbors, at least then there would have been someone to listen to her cries of anguish.
She knew that her screaming would not be heard by anyone but the animals in the woods. She was going to have to put up with whatever he dished out to her and that was what really infuriated the hell out of her. She was defenseless and that was something that she couldn't tolerate.
Unfortunately she was going to have to!
He began spanking her bottom savagely. His palm smashed into her round firm blemish-free buttocks over and over again and red welts began to appear there.
Just when she thought she could take it no longer, he picked up the huge bullwhip that he had been carrying when he had first entered the room.
Tina's heart started beating madly. The spanking had been bad enough, but now this! She didn't think she would be able to take a beating with a whip that size. She thought that he might even kill her. She was petrified, more scared than she had ever been before in her whole fucking life. She didn't know what to do. There was no one to turn to and it was obvious that her husband was not about to be reasoned with. He was going to just do what he damn well pleased, not giving a fucking shit about her or her feelings. His own sadistic erotic pleasures were all that mattered to him and he was obviously not going to let anyone or anything stand in the way of him achieving the full ecstasy he was after.
Unfortunately it was at poor Tina's expense!
He raised the bullwhip high in the air and let it come crashing down on her already bruised and battered buttocks.
Tina screamed out at the top of her lungs as she felt the leather prongs at the end of the whip slicing into her flesh.
She screamed and screamed, but obviously to no avail. A release of her anxiety was the only benefit her screaming brought. There was no one to answer her pleas, no one to come to her rescue and aid. She was defenseless and totally under the power of her now savage and sadistic husband.
She swore to herself that when she got out of this, indeed if she ever did, that she would get even with him in one way or another, even if it was just through divorce. She would take him for every penny he was worth. He was a well-to-do man and she would strip him of everything. There wasn't a court in the world that would deny her what she asked for. She would go to a lawyer immediately, while the cuts and bruises were still freshly imprinted in her beautiful skin. For right now, however, she had to put up with all the pain and degradation her husband deemed fit to dish out to her-and it was plentiful!
Over and over again the bullwhip smashed down into her ass-cheeks, slicing the panties to shreds so that her round firm ass-cheeks were now completely exposed.
Suddenly Paul walked over to the edge of the bed dropping the bullwhip from his hand. It hit the wooden-planked floor with a menacing thud.
Tina's heart skipped a beat. She knew that he had just begun with her and she was now wondering what evil and sadistic thing he was going to do to her next.
It didn't take her long at all to find out.
He whipped out his huge eight-inch massive mauler and grabbing her beautiful blonde hair with one hand guided his cock right into her mouth with the other.
She wanted to bite it off but she didn't dare. She knew she had better suck him off as best as she could under the circumstances. Besides, she knew that if she could make him cum and make him cum good, perhaps he would be appeased, at least temporarily and he would stop this wrath of vengeance that he had somehow felt necessary to bestow upon her helpless person.
The thought of making him reach orgasm so that he would leave her alone was the only thing that was on her mind as she began to suck her husband off.
She sucked him as hard as she could, but he wasn't making it easy for her. He was the one that was guiding her mouth on and off his cock and he wasn't even giving her a chance to catch her breath between strokes.
She choked and gagged as he yanked her hair, shoving her mouth continually on and off his gigantic love pole. He shoved his shaft all the way to the backmost recesses of her mouth, filling her mouth cavity to the brim and blocking off all of her air.
She continued coughing and gasping for breath, but he kept shoving his cock deeper and deeper into her throat.
She began to feel the huge veins jutting out on the side of his shaft and she knew that he was about to cum. The cock seemed to double in size in her mouth, pushing her cheeks way out to the sides.
Just when she was sure he was going to shoot, which would at least momentarily stop his cruelty with her, he yanked his cock out of her mouth.
She was exasperated! She had almost made him cum but he had deliberately stopped himself from reaching orgasm. It was obvious to her now that he wanted to stretch the little sadistic affair out as long as possible. He didn't want to cum too soon and end it all. This was exciting for him and he wanted to enjoy it to the fullest.
Paul wasted no further time in moving on to his next episode of degradation.
He got some more nylon cord out from under the bed and proceeded to tie her arms and legs to the four bed posts so that she was bound and spread-eagled on her belly.
Her bruised and battered buns were shining under the light of the bedroom and the scars were clearly visible. Paul licked his lips as he glared at the helpless position of his wife.
He knew what he wanted to do now. This was the climax of the whole adventure and nothing was going to deter him from that one brutally sadistic goal.
He was going to fuck her in the ass.
It didn't take Tina Young long to realize what her now savage husband was planning. As soon as he kneeled on the bed between her helplessly spread thighs she knew that her ass-hole was the target for his pummeling pecker.
She had never been fucked in the ass before. Paul had never even suggested it. She didn't know what to make of the entire situation, other than Paul had temporarily lost his mind.
She was now petrified.
She felt that she could put up with the beating on the ass and also the brutal way he had rammed his cock in and out of her mouth. She could have easily withstood a savage cunt-fuck-but up the ass? No, she didn't think that she would be able to take that.
Paul was too big, and her ass-hole was too tight and unused. She was sure that he would rip her to pieces and damage her permanently.
But what was she to do?
There was no getting up off the bed and running away. She was tied securely. She tried desperately to free the bindings that held her firmly to the bed posts and spread her arms and legs far apart, but it was to no avail. Paul had tied extremely tight and secure knots. Her limbs were bound and stretched and there was simply no escape. She was at his mercy, totally, and had no recourse-at least not yet!
Tina wanted to yell at him, call him every name in the book and swear her vengeance however, she decided that at least for now, it would be better not to anger him any more than he already was.
No, she would keep her fucking mouth shut, except of course for the screams of anguish which she knew she could not control. Her revenge would come later, and she would make sure that it was damn good and sweet!
Paul was anything but gentle when he entered her from behind.
He grabbed hold of his eight-inch love pole and with one mighty shove, not even using any lubrication for her ass-hole other than the grease of her spit on his cock, shoved all eight inches of his massive mauler right up into her tight little dry behind.
Tina screamed a blood-curdling scream as she felt the gigantic prick forcing its way up into her behind, pushing her ass-cheeks farther and farther apart, and causing her more pain than she had ever dreamed possible.
She knew that it was going to be uncomfortable, but the pain that she was now feeling, both mental and physical, was beyond description, beyond her wildest imagination.
She dug her fingernails into the sheets and hung on for dear life as her husband Paul began to savagely slam his cock in and out of her ass-hole.
Thank God for Tina that it didn't take her husband long to cum. He was highly stimulated from his warm-up sadistic tricks, and once he felt the tight membranes of his wife's ass-hole surrounding his cock, it was like warm tight gloves were trying to squeeze his life-giving cum right out of him. That's just what happened!
Paul screamed a wild, animalistic scream that echoed against the wood-paneled walls as he began to gush what felt to Tina to be a never-ending supply of hot gooey spunk up into her ass cavity.
The cum flew and flew out of the man's huge cock, filling her to the brim. So much of his love juice flowed into her, it began to drool out of her ass-hole and run down over her ass-cheeks, soaking the sheets beneath her.
She could feel the huge puddle of cum gushing between her thighs as her savage husband's orgasm finally came to a spewing conclusion.
He pulled out of her instantly, and fell over onto his back. Almost instantly he was fast asleep, snoring like a contented bear after a big meal.
Tina was infuriated. He didn't even have the fucking decency to untie her, or say anything to her, or show any compassion whatsoever.
She was more determined than ever to get even with him now, and she would, if it was the last fucking thing she did.
He was sleeping heavily as she began to kick and squirm about on the bed trying desperately to free herself.
It took her almost an hour to loosen one of the bindings on her wrist. She quickly untied the rest of her limbs from the bed posts, got up and dressed quickly, took the keys to the car and fled the cottage.
She didn't stop until she got to her lawyer's house, who also was a close friend for several years. She blurted out the whole sordid story amid hysterical tears and he told her that although Paul had been his friend too, he would press charges to the fullest and sue for divorce. He told her that she wouldn't have any trouble getting a huge settlement. He took polaroid pictures of her naked bruised body, which was humiliating for Tina, but something she had to do.
She fled to her house after she signed some preliminary papers her lawyer had given her and began packing. She was getting the hell away from him. She didn't care where she went, just as long as it was far away.
She had to start a new life for herself. Any kind of a life would be better than this.
CHAPTER FOUR
Tina Young packed quickly. She only took one suitcase of belongings, a few dresses, some underwear, a couple pairs of jeans and some personal things. She didn't want anything from the house. He could keep the house and the car and all of that shit. What she did want from him was money, and she made that very clear to the lawyer. She was going to make that bastard husband of hers pay her a handsome settlement once a month in retribution for what he had done to her.
He would think twice before doing to another woman what he had so savagely done to her.
Tina stayed at a girlfriend's house until Monday morning. Then she went to the bank and drew out all of the money in their joint checking account. It wasn't that much, but it was enough to let her buy a small used car and get her set-up in an apartment in some little suburban town far away from Glendale where they had lived since they were married three years before.
Tina had sworn the lawyer to secrecy. She did not want Paul to know where she was. All of the legal things would be handled through the mail. She wouldn't even have to appear in court unless Paul rebutted the charges, which her lawyer assured her he would not do. He told her that she was actually letting him off easy. She could press assault charges against him and an assortment of other things, but she was just suing for divorce. The lawyer said Paul would know he was getting off lucky and wouldn't hassle her at all, or try to contact her for some type of easier settlement or reconciliation.
The lawyer said he would handle everything and Tina trusted him. He had been pretty shaken up when he had had to take the pictures of her bruised and battered body. That was more than enough evidence to keep Paul Young's mouth shut and make him pay the settlement that he would demand for Tina.
Monday morning Tina Young was on her way to a new town and a new life. She drove and drove, trying to think what would be the best thing for her to do. She hadn't worked since she was married and decided that she would return to her old profession, photography.
She had majored in it in school and quite a few people had told her that she had quite a feeling for it. She had worked for a newspaper on her college campus and then later for a magazine doing spreads of apartment and house interiors for a fairly handsome salary.
Tina knew that money was not something that she was really going to have to worry about, but she didn't want to just lie around doing nothing. She wanted to work and to be useful.
As for sex and love, she decided that she would put it completely out of her mind for at least a hell of a long time. She had given herself completely to Paul, both her body and her spirit and he had abused it. She was too hurt to think of any kind of a relationship with anyone and as far as sex went, she didn't care if she saw another cock as long as she lived. The thought of some man's huge hairy penis getting anywhere near her frightened the shit out of her.
No, she would get a little apartment, try and find a job as a photographer for some magazine or pop paper and try to sort out her relatively confused and disturbed life.
Anything that she came up with was going to be better than what she had just left, so the future began to seem relatively bright for her.
She felt she could be successful if just given the chance and she hoped that those chances came her way.
She pulled into a motel for the night and got some sleep. The next morning she was on the road again. She wouldn't rest until she was at least five hundred miles away from Glendale.
Around lunchtime that day she pulled into a little suburban community called Seatonville. It had a little church with a white steeple, a local school house, a small shopping center, and some very pretty little houses with fences and lawns. It was almost storybook in quality and she fell in love with the place immediately.
She parked her little VW and went to a phone booth. She looked through the yellow pages and found that the town housed a small fashion magazine. She felt her luck was changing already and dialed the number quickly.
"Wow, isn't this a coincidence," the business-like female voice said on the other end of the phone, after a few preliminary introductions, "my head photographer just left for California two days ago, and I've been frantic to replace her. Do you have a portfolio?"
"Yes I do," Tina said, glad that she had remembered to bring it with her. There were-spreads of all of the major jobs she had taken on both in school and afterward for the fashion magazine.
"Well come on over here, girl," the older woman said.
"I'll be right there," Tina said. She liked the sound of the woman's voice. It was one of experience and age and the authority seemed comforting to Tina. She felt relatively lost in this new town and some wise guidance was just what she needed most right now.
She grabbed her portfolio and drove to the woman's house which was also the headquarters for the magazine. It was about a mile out of the mail part of town and Tina had no trouble finding it.
Mrs. Wilson opened the door with a smile and ushered Tina inside. The house, which seemed quite serene from the outside was a bustle inside. There was a staff of about ten or twelve attractive young people busy with the latest issue. The woman showed Tina around the entire lay-out and then brought her into the office.
"Well, now do you like our little business so far?" the woman said.
"It looks really great," Tina said, hoping that her enthusiasm wasn't too obvious.
"I've worked hard to build the magazine up. It was just ready to fold when I bought it over. I think that my success has been due to the high level of good photography that all of our spreads represent. And now Clara, that's the woman who worked for me for the past two years, just decided to run away and get married. I can't really blame her. She was thirty-one and was really longing to settle down."
"Yes, I know what that can be like," Tina said, trying not to show her real feelings.
"Oh, are you married my dear?"
"Well, no ... I mean I was just separated..."
"Oh, that's too bad," the woman said.
"No, actually I'm quite happy about it. Now I just want to get back to work."
"Well that's good. Do you have a place yet?"
"No, I just got into town about an hour ago. Actually I can't believe that I'm already at my first job interview. You see, I haven't done much shooting in the past few years, but I have kept in practice just doing my own photography and developing."
"Oh you know darkroom too?" the woman said enthusiastically.
"Yes."
"That's great! I mean, well, we have a staff, but it's always good to know everything, don't you agree?"
"Yes, I do," Tina said. She was smiling from ear to ear. She already was sure she had the job and that the rest of the interview was just ritual.
"May I see your portfolio now?" the woman asked.
"Yes, of course," Tina said.
She handed the woman the huge black portfolio containing all the better clippings of the more serious jobs she had taken on when working.
The woman studied the various shots of the apartments for quite a while.
"Have you ever done fashion photography?"
"Oh, just a little. I was more into doing houses and things like that, but the fashion world interests me tremendously. I've always envied people who work around it and in it, ya know?"
"Yes, it can be quite exciting, but it can also be quite demanding. Sometimes schedules call for late nights and deadlines, and things like that. Do you think you would be up to that kind of thing?"
"Oh, if I'm interested in something there's no stopping me," Tina said, and she meant it. She longed to get really involved in a good job, to get her mind off Paul and all of the shit that she had recently been subjected to.
"Well, you have a job, Miss Young, if you want it!"
"Oh, that's great! Please, call me Tina."
"Okay, and you can call me Maggy-"
"Okay, Maggy," Tina said, jumping up off her seat and shaking the older woman's hand. "When do I start?"
Tina was anxious, and it showed.
"How about tomorrow?"
"Great."
"Now let me see. What kind of a place are you looking for? I've been in this town for quite a while and I have lots of friends."
"Well, a tiny house if it isn't too expensive would be nice. Or maybe just an apartment, I'm not sure."
Tina knew that once her money came from Paul, which would probably be a few months with all the legal junk that had to be done first, she would be able to afford a nice place. For now anything comfortable would do."
"Well, it just so happens that my friend Mrs. Edwards has a tiny one-bedroom house on part of her property. The woman who had this job before you used to rent it. It's only one-hundred a month and that includes electricity."
"Oh, it sounds great."
"Okay, now I'll write the address down and you go over and see her. Tell her I sent you and that you're starting to work for me tomorrow. Did you bring all your equipment?"
"Well, I have my cameras, but not my tripods and things like that."
"Well, I can get you everything else you need. We're pretty well stocked on stuff like that. Now you be here at nine sharp tomorrow and I'll get you going on an assignment. We're doing a children's fashion spread."
"Oh, that sounds interesting," Tina said. "See you then and thanks, thanks for everything."
"Oh, don't mention it my dear, thank you!"
The house was just perfect, and Tina took it. She knew that her luck had changed. The past forty-eight hours had been a nightmare, but now at last things were looking good for her.
She was a little worried about doing a children's fashion apread. She had never shot young people before and she knew that it probably took a special talent. She hoped she had what it took. Apparently Maggy thought so and she should know, shouldn't she?
Tina unpacked and got settled in her tiny house. It was about a ten minute drive from Maggy's house and about a five minute drive from Main Street. It was on this woman's property, but it was far enough away from the main house so that Tina really had all the privacy she could have asked for.
Privacy was important to her right now. The little house was tucked away behind three huge oak trees and it gave Tina a feeling of seculsuion and security which she loved. She felt like it was a little nest where she would be able to pull herself together until the vivid memory of her savage rape by her disgusting pig of a husband was at last freed from her mind.
She didn't actually think that she would forget the event totally, that would be too much to ask for. But she did want it out of her every thought. Right now it was consuming her like a cancerous growth and she knew if that continued it would destroy her and everything around her.
This house and Maggy and the new job she would be starting the following day was a break for her. This could be the start of something new, something to lift her up out of the depths of depression she had allowed herself to sink into because of her fucking husband and what he had done to her.
She didn't want anything to stand in the way of her new chance, and she was determined that nothing would.
Children, children, she thought to herself. That might be a refreshing change. They're probably fidgety and hard to photograph, but at least they don't go around raping you and giving you sexual problems.
Yes, Tina thought to herself as she finished up unpacking, working with children might just be the change she needed to get her mind off the older male population in general.
Yes, this might turn out great after all.
She could hardly wait until the following morning when she would report to work with her cameras. Something told her the day was going to hold lots of surprises for her and all of them would be good.
CHAPTER FIVE
Maggy greeted Tina with a smile.
"Good morning! Punctual I see," the older woman said with a big grin on her attractive face.
"I like to be, besides, I'm really excited about getting back to work."
"Oh, you've brought all your equipment. Good!"
"Yes, at least everything I have."
"Well, anything that's missing John will fix you up with. John?"
"Yes?" the attractive young man said walking over toward them.
"This is Tina. Tina, meet John. He does just about everything around here. He's been with me for two years now."
"Hi, Tina," the handsome man said, extending a warm hand in Tina's direction.
Tina took the man's hand and shook it quickly. A chill ran up her spine. She couldn't believe it!
Even this man, an obviously friendly stranger made her nervous. She realized she was definitely off men completely and would probably remain that way for quite some time. She tried to hide her coolness with a huge smile.
"Nice to meet you," Tina said in a slightly forced way.
"John, after I show Tina around, I want you to set her up in studio B with anything she wants. She's going to go to work on the children's spread. She'll be ready to start in about an hour or so."
"Sure, Maggy," the young man said and quickly disappeared.
"He seems like a nice guy," Tina said, hoping that she could cover up what she thought to be an obviously cool reception toward the young man.
"Yes, he is, and there aren't many around these days, if you know what I mean."
"Yeah, I sure do," Tina said with a slight smile on her pretty sensuous lips.
She really liked Maggy and she was convinced she was going to like her new job even before she really got started at it. She hoped that she could close enough to Maggy to let her know about what really happened with her husband and the whole fucking mess. She was beginning to feel that keeping it bottled up inside her wasn't doing her a bit of good and by talking it over with someone she could trust, especially a woman, she felt she might be able to rid herself of some of the tension.
She would have to wait and see, however, she didn't want to spill her whole life story right off the bat. She would have to be patient and see how things at this job worked out.
Maggy showed her all around the studio, nestled between her living quarters in the big old house. It was only quarter past nine and already things were quite busy. The whole staff was there working on various lay-outs and projects. Tina liked the feeling of the place and knew she had found a new home. If this place and her involvement with her new career didn't get her mind off her husband and off men in general, nothing could do it.
Finally Maggy led her into Studio B, which was to be her own work area. It was a beautiful stuido studio, well equipped with all the latest gear. There was everything Tina would need to turn out some really great rolls of film.
"So, how do you like the place so far?" Maggy asked, smiling, as if she already knew the answer and her question had just been a deliberate set-up for a well-deserved compliment.
"It's beautiful, really beautiful," Tina said, and she meant it. The place was spectacular.
"Well, do you think you're ready to handle your first assignment?"
"I think so," Tina said. She was getting a little nervous now that the job was about to commence. She hoped that she still had the talent so many people had once told her she possessed.
"It's really not hard at all," Maggy said, reassuringly.
"Tell me about it, please?" Tina said, anxious to get all the details.
"Well, you'll have to shoot for three or four hours today. You'll be shooting all young people, boys and girls around twelve and thirteen. They'll be modeling all kinds of summer clothes for a big catalog that a huge supply house in California is putting together."
"That doesn't sound too bad," Tina said, "I have done fashion photography before."
"Yes, but have you ever worked with young kids?"
"No, is it really hard?"
"Well, it's detracting, let's just put it that way. I guess you'll have to see how it goes. Try to build up a rapport with them if you can, keep their attention."
"Are they professionals?"
"There are a few who have done a little print work, but most of them just came here with their mothers answering an ad I ran in the local paper. I just picked the nicest looking children, the ones I thought would photograph the best. I hope I made the right decisions. If you have any problems, we'll all be here to help you. Okay?
"Okay, Maggy, and thanks for the chance. I hope I'll do a good job for you."
"I'm sure you will, dear, I'm sure you will. Okay, now the first set of children will be here at ten-thirty, so you better get your equipment together. Call John on the intercom, he's number seven for anything you need. See you later. I'll check in on you around lunch time."
Tina was alone in her huge studio and she was nervous.
She took her cameras out of their cases and cleaned them off, making sure to check the lenses and the settings. She turned on the lights and positioned them. The shots were all going to be against a white back drop so once the lights were set there wasn't too much to do except click the lens and try to talk certain moods into the children's faces.
Tina knew that it might be tricky. She wasn't very use to being around kids, never having any of her own, and all of the models that she had photographed before had been professionals who knew what they were doing. These were just local kids, most of whom had never even been in front of a camera before. She hoped she could swing it. She liked the place, and Maggy, and she wanted to work for her desperately. It was essential to her for a lot of reasons.
The next half-hour seemed to take forever. Then the children started coming in. Maggy was taking care of all the dressing and when the children walked into the room they were all ready to be photographed.
Maggy was making sure that all of the mothers were kept well out of the way and no one was allowed into the studio except Tina and the young children.
The first set of kids were wearing cute little summer skirts and pants. They were adorable. They were very polite and friendly and Tina hit it off with them immediately. She formed several groups, took some pictures that way and then got some individual shots of various children she thought might photograph especially well.
There was one little boy in the group (she found out his name was Alan Evans) that was especially handsome. He had an adorable babyish face, bright green eyes and just the traces of childish freckles spread across his cute button nose.
Tina felt a strange excitement stirring between her thighs as she brought the boy into focus through her camera lens. He smiled at the camera. He was very natural, whereas most of the other children were a little nervous.
Tina felt herself getting more and more attracted to the boy the longer she shot him. She forgot about the other children completely and shot three whole rolls on the boy.
She got him from every angle.
He was wearing a white suit and white tie and a little white hat. It was obviously a Sunday outfit for young men and this boy looked like he could sell a million of them. He had a face that everyone could love. She felt that the boy's mother must be extremely proud of Alan and she knew why Maggy had picked him out of the applicants. He was a natural and a pleasure to work with.
She finally snapped to and realized that the rest of the children were waiting outside. She had taken up over fifteen minutes just on Alan alone.
"Okay, Alan, that will be all and thank you," Tina said smiling at the boy. He smiled back at her in a way that made Tina's heart skip a beat and left the room behind the other children.
Tina tried to pull herself together, but as hard as she tried she just couldn't get young Alan Evan's face out of her mind. It was as if she was still staring through her camera and he was still smiling back at her.
She was puzzled as to why this boy had affected her in this fashion. What was she, some kind of dirty old lady? She knew that the feelings she had been feeling for the young man during the shooting had been sexual and she had never experienced anything like that before.
She wondered what was going on inside her. She wondered if the clash with her husband had not only turned her off men but had given her a new craving, young boys.
She thought about it seriously for the brief rest period before the next group of children entered the studio. She realized that her attraction for young boys might be due to the fact that any sexual contact with them would be safe, that they couldn't hurt her and that she would be the one in charge, unlike the experience she had just gone through with her fucking brutal sadistic husband.
Whatever the reason, the feelings upset her. She didn't know what to make of them and she hoped that the clearly imprinted image of young Alan Evans left her mind before she got into the next group of young people.
Maggy knocked on the door and sent the next group in. They were still another assortment of pretty youngsters, both male and female, but still Tina could not forget Alan.
Every one she looked at through the lens reminded her of Alan. Even the girls started looking like him. It was as if she had become possessed by the boy's spirit and it had taken over her senses.
The day went by quickly, but still thoughts of Alan were in her mind.
After the last group shots were taken and all the children had filed out to meet their waiting mothers and fathers, Tina sat down in the overstuffed sofa along one of the walls of her studio and tried to catch her breath.
She had really worked her ass off all day long. She felt that the sessions had been good and was confident that when John developed the prints later that night, or early the next day, there would be quite a few good ones, certainly enough for the spreads for the California client.
"So, how did it go?" Maggy asked, coming into the stuiod studio with a big grin on her face.
"Pretty good. I'm tired though," Tina admitted.
"Yeah, the kids can really wear you out after a while, I've done a couple of these shootings myself and I know. It's no picnic."
"I liked it though, really, I did," Tina said, hoping that she hadn't given the impression that the job was too much for her to handle.
"I know you've had a busy day, dear, but I was wondering if you would do me a favor. One of the mothers just called and said that her son really liked working with you. She had been thinking about getting a portfolio done of him for some modeling on the coast and wanted to know if you would do it."
"Sure, I'd be glad to," Tina said, happy that she had pleased one of the boys so much. She wondered who it was.
"Well, the catch is it will have to be done tonight."
"Tonight?" Tina said.
"Yes. You see, Mrs. Evans and her family are leaving for the coast tomorrow and they really want the shots done before they go so that it will save time. They're going to be busy with their new home and all and wouldn't be able to get young Alan to a photographer for a couple of weeks. This way we could just mail them the prints tomorrow after John develops them. She's offered quite a handsome fee for the job if you'll do it."
Tina didn't hear much that Maggy said after the name Alan Evans was heard. She couldn't believe it. She had just started getting the haunting face of the beautiful boy out of her mind and now it was right back in there just as vividly as if she had just shot him.
How could she possibly refuse the assignment. If for nothing else, she had to find out what her strange attraction to the young boy was all about and, even more important, where it was going to lead to-if anywhere!
"Yes, I'd be happy to do it tonight."
"Well, we're all going to be leaving in about an hour. I told her to drop him off at seven-thirty."
"I guess you'd realized I'd do it, huh?" Tina said with a smile.
"Yeah, I didn't think you'd turn a whole portfolio down. I know that it would be great experience for you."
"Hell be wearing all kinds of clothes?"
"Yes, I told his mother to have everything ready, but that he would change here. I told her to just drop him off and to give you at least two hours before she came back. Was that right?"
"Yes, that's fine."
"There's a little changing room right over there. You probably haven't even had time to check your whole studio out."
"No, I haven't," Tina admitted.
She was dead tired after the long day of shooting the children, but the thought of being alone for two whole hours with young Alan and seeing him change into all kinds of different sexy outfits excited her and renewed her energy to an extremely high degree.
"I think I'll just lie down for an hour or so before he comes and take a little nap."
"Don't you want to have dinner?" Maggy said.
"No, I think I'll eat when I'm off-Thanks, Maggy, thanks for everything."
"Thank you, honey, I'm glad you made such an impression on one of our clients. That's good for business you know, very good indeed."
She wished Tina luck once more and disappeared.
Tina stretched out on the huge overstuffed couch and kicked off her shoes.
She was really curious as to what was going on in young Alan's mind. Why had he made such a point of talking to his mother about her for? It was all very strange and very confusing, but Tina had to admit that it was exciting at the same time.
Once again that curious feeling of womanly excitement was spreading around in her thighs. She was actually feeling sexual urges about being alone with this young boy for a couple of hours.
The more she thought about him and the way he had looked at her through the camera lens, the more turned-on she got.
There was a knock on the door and it almost lifted Tina right off the fucking couch.
"Come in," she said nervously.
"Tina, this is Mrs. Evans, and of course, you know young Alan."
"Hi," Tina said, looking right at Alan. Then she quickly added, "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Evans." (Not wanting to leave the mother out in her obvious delight at seeing the boy.)
"I've brought all of his things, they're in this little bag," the attractive gray-haired woman said. "You do what you think is best as far as the pictures go, but I would like at least one shot in every different outfit. We're going to try to get Alan into commercials and I know those California people like to see the full potential of a model."
"Yes, I'll do a complete photo study of him and then put the folio together myself. Would you like all the negatives anyway?"
"I'll trust your judgment, dear, you just send us the prints of the ones you feel are best. Okay?"
"Okay, Mrs. Evans and thank you for the opportunity to work with Alan. He's a very nice boy. You should be extremely proud of him."
"Yes, Bob and I are very proud of Alan, he's a good little boy."
"Aw, mom, I'm not so little," Alan said, blushing a little but continuing to gaze right into Tina's eyes, which was making her extremely nervous and uncomfortable.
"No, dear, I guess you're not, but you'll always be my little boy. Okay now, I really do have to get going. We have so many things to attend to. We're leaving for California in the morning. Did Maggy tell you?"
"Yes. I hope things go well for you in your new home."
"I'm sure they will. Bob has gotten into a good firm out there and I'm really looking forward to the good weather. Okay, I must be off. I'll be back about ten o'clock. Is two and one half hours enough?"
"Yes, that's fine," Tina said.
Actually, she was wishing she had the whole fucking night to spend with the beautiful young innocent child, but over two hours would be enough to certainly get well acquainted.
Maggy and Mrs. Evans left the room, leaving the two of them alone.
They stared at one another and both began giggling. They were acting like they were two little kids who had just been left alone by their parents and were already planning some kind of mischief.
That's kind of what they were!
CHAPTER SIX
"What would you like to start in?" Tina said, trying desperately to keep her mind on the business at hand, but finding it harder and harder the more intently the young boy stared at her.
He seemed to be piercing her flesh with his bright green eyes and the cum began to dribble freely between her creamy white thighs.
She was glad that she was wearing a skirt and not slacks, because the stain of her dribbling cum would have surely shown through.
As it was she knew her panties must be getting soaked. She just could not curb her excitement. She was alone in the studio, actually in the whole fucking place with this young boy.
Mrs. Evans and the rest of the crew had left. Maggy was two floors above them in her living quarters and she was sure that the woman would not come down until Mrs. Evans returned. She was too professional to interrupt a professional photographer during a session with a model.
So, here she was, alone with the young handsome boy and she didn't know what to do. Alan just kept on staring at her. "What would you like to start in?" Tina said, repeating the question.
"Oh," Alan said, as if she had snapped him out of a dream-like state of mind. "Are you okay?" Tina asked. "Oh, sure," the handsome young man responded.
"Well, why don't you change into something and we'll begin the shooting."
"Okay," he said.
Alan picked up the suitcase and walked over to the corner of the room, right near the huge white backdrop that acted as the background for all of Tina's shots.
There was a little room there marked "dressing room" and Tina saw Alan look at it a moment and then deliberately put his suitcase down outside the door. He laid it down on the floor and opened it up, beginning to look through the clothes to pick something out.
He got a pair of old faded jeans and a plaid work-shirt and a little cowboy hat. He stood up and began unbuttoning his shirt and lifted it over his head.
Tina almost fell over.
She couldn't believe that the boy was going to undress right there in front of her, for one thing, and she also couldn't believe how beautiful his little boy body was underneath his loose fitting shirt.
His muscles were young, but already showing the signs of manly development. He was a tall boy and his tight, smooth, well-tanned skin covered his long lean muscles in a very sensual way.
Ridges of muscle could be seen on his belly and they flexed and relaxed as he breathed.
He was standing sideways toward Tina and she saw his hard chest with the two little protruding nipples. They seemed erect and excited and Tina felt her own womanly bosoms swell with anticipation and sexual desires.
She wanted to just run over and throw her fucking arms around the boy and hug him like a mad woman, but of course she did not. She controlled herself. She didn't know how long she would be able to do it, but for now, she had to.
This whole entire fucking episode was weird.
What was she doing thinking sexual thoughts about a young man like Alan Evans, anyway? Was she really a perverted old lady? Had her horrible experience with her fucking sadistic husband really changed her that much?
She hoped that the evening would at least answer some of these questions for her and help her to clear her mind and work things out, because right now she was one confused lady!
Tina pretended to set up her equipment and adjust the lights for the shooting, but her real attention was all focused on young Alan Evans. She wondered if he was going to change his pants right there in front of her too. She didn't know if she could contain herself if he did.
She was getting hotter by the second. Her pussy was drooling like an open faucet now, as the sight of the boy spurred her womanly desires into heights of passion she didn't know existed within her.
She squeezed her thighs together in a form of self-masturbation as she continued to adjust her equipment and gaze at the desirous young lad.
Alan began to undo the zipper in the front of his slacks and Tina swallowed hard. He was acting as if she wasn't even in the room.
She realized that perhaps the boy was just innocent enough to not think anything of it. After all, he was going to have to change in and out of a dozen outfits in the next couple of hours, so why should he have to keep running back and forth into a dressing room.
Besides, she was so sure he was wearing some kind of underwear, so it wasn't as if he was stripping naked in front of her. She also realized that she was suppose to be a photographer and not the dirty old sex-ridden lady that she was beginning to think of herself as being.
Slowly and sensuously, whether deliberate or not, young Alan slipped out of his loose-fitting slacks. He was wearing a pair of white underpants, but they looked to be about two sizes too small for him.
Tina had to hold back a gasp when she saw the outline of his little boy cock pushing the white thin material out in front of him. She saw the curve of his round hard ass cheeks jutting out behind him, and she licked her lips.
Everything in the past or in the future seemed to blur in her mind. The only thing that was important to her now, was the present and this beautiful young boy changing in front of her.
It took everything she had within her to keep from going over to him and grabbing him up in her arms and giving him a huge hug. She wanted to feel his young tender flesh next to her own desperately.
She wanted to kiss his young inexperienced lips and jam her tongue into his mouth, letting the saliva flow between them, uniting them in a blissful union of sexuality.
She began to wonder if all of these desires would ever have a chance to reach fulfillment. After all, she didn't know this boy at all and him liking her and wanting her to take more pictures of him could just be a very innocent thing. There might be nothing sexual going on between them at all. She was confused and didn't know what to do or think any more.
She was going to force herself to wait and see what happened during the shooting. It wasn't going to be easy, but she didn't want to come on to the boy and have him freak out. That surely would have been difficult to explain to the boy's mother, not to mention Maggy. Shit, this was her very first day on the job and she didn't want to blow it by losing control of her own fucking emotions.
Yes, she would wait.
She bit her lip, but could not look away as the young boy began to wiggle into his extremely tight faded jeans. He pulled them up over his round hard ass cheeks and then with his right hand he shoved his little boy cock down into the front of them and buttoned them up.
The outline of his little boy cock could still be clearly seen in the front of his jeans and when he turned around for a moment and bent over to pick up his plaid work shirt, Tina saw the way the faded jeans fit snugly to his ass. She could even see the ass crack separating the two round cheeks going right up the middle of his backside.
Tiny beads of sweat began to form on her forehead as her controlled excitement swelled just beneath the surface of her seemingly calm interior.
She was fighting between two different feelings and it was driving her out of her fucking mind. She hoped she could last for the whole session without just attacking the fucking young man.
That's what she really wanted to do more than anything in the world.
She longed to ravage his young flesh, to feel the heat of his young innocent body against her own. She wanted to grind her huge breasts against his boyish chest and pull his young boy cock deep into the backmost recesses of her sucking hot mouth.
She wanted to do everything with the young man, everything that she hadn't done with her husband. She wanted to make warm and passionate love with him and she was sure that if the circumstances were right, this young man could prove to be quite a hot little lover.
Oh, she didn't expect him to be any Don Juan and she knew she was going to have to probably teach him everything, step by step, but that was part of what excited her. The little boy wouldn't come on heavy and strong the way her husband and other older men would do. He would be patient and understanding and gentle, something Tina felt she needed from the opposite sex, if she was ever going to get over what had just happened to her with her husband.
Yes, she was convinced this was why she was attracted to the young man. She knew it now! It was because he wasn't a threat to her. She would be the one in control, not the other way around. She wouldn't be forced into doing anything she didn't want to do. It would be a mutually pleasurable experience, unlike anything she had ever shared with her husband. He had always taken it all and given very little or nothing in return. She was convinced that with young Alan Evans, things would be different, very different indeed!
Alan put on the plaid shirt and tucked it into the tight waist of the sexy pants, smoothing out the wrinkles. He looked crisp and clean.
Next he pulled out some cowboy boots from the suitcase and quickly pulled them up over his muscular young calves. He put a handkerchief around his neck, a red plaid one which matched his shirt, topped the outfit off with a little white cowboy hat, and then turned toward Tina and smiled.
"Is this okay?" he said innocently.
Tina thought of a million things she wanted to say to the boy, but suppressed them all.
"Yes, that's fine, Alan," she said.
"Where do you want me and what do you want me to do?" he asked.
Shit, what a straight line that was, Tina thought to herself but again she did not respond. It was too soon, and she didn't want to rush things and spoil everything.
"Just stand in front of the drop, and move around like you did this morning. I'll take it from there. Okay?"
"Anything you say," the young boy said.
Tina got behind her tripod and began clicking the lens the second Alan got into position.
The juices continued to flow freely from her cunt. She continued to get excited as she snapped the shutter repeatedly, capturing on film the beauty of the young boy.
Alan seemed to be really getting off on what he was doing. He posed in all kinds of sexy ways, although Tina was sure that he didn't really know how sexy he was. It wasn't that he was trying to project a sexy image, it was just that that was the way it came across. All he had to do was stand there and smile and he beamed of sexual excitement.
At least to Tina!
Tina felt her body becoming more and more alive with sexual arousal as she continued to click the shutter lens of the Nikon camera.
She was really sweating after a few minutes and this time it was not just from the hot lights. She was getting herself worked up to quite a sexual frenzy over this boy and she knew that she wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer without making some kind of advance toward him.
He was too sexy and too young and innocent to ignore. He seemed to be calling to her with his smiling eyes and his virile young tender body.
She thought of all of the things that she wanted to do to him and could think of nothing else.
The taking of pictures became a secondary thing. Her main interest was in looking at the boy's body and imaging what she was going to do to it and with it if indeed she ever got the chance.
"That's enough of that outfit," Tina said, anxious to get him into other clothes and see him make the change once more, able to check out his near-nude flesh.
"What do you want me to wear next?"
"Try a bathing suit," Tina said, not knowing if he'd brought one, but hoping anyway.
"I'm glad I brought one," young Alan said, and quickly removed his jeans and work-shirt.
Tina gazed at him once more. He had begun to sweat a little from the hot lights, and his body seemed to come alive, glistening under the bright lights.
She wanted him so badly she could almost taste his flesh, especially his beautiful young boy cock in her mouth.
Alan paused for a moment when he got down to adjust his brief little underpants. Tina knew he was contemplating taking them off or putting the suit on over them and probably if he should go into the changing room before stripping all the way.
She was elated when she saw him stick his thumbs in the waistband of the shorts and pull them down over his round firm hips.
His young boy cock sprang out in front of him. She gazed at it as her heart skipped another beat. It looked like it might be in a semi-stiff state. It was fat, but not very long. She guessed it to be about four inches. She knew that if she got the chance she could devour that piece of boy meat with her mouth and give the young stud more pleasure than he had ever experienced in his entire life.
She only hoped she got the fucking chance.
Alan looked at her and grinned. His face was a little red as he stood there naked, but his embarrassment was not stopping him.
He reached into the suitcase and pulled out a blue nylon swim suit. As he bent over Tina gazed at his naked ass. His buns seemed so round and firm, she longed to reach out and grab them, but of course she controlled her lustful desires.
She didn't know if Alan was playing around with her, or if he was just being innocently open with his young body. Either way, Tina was desiring him more each second. She didn't know how much longer she was going to be able to contain herself without making some sort of pass at the boy. She was afraid that she was going to just throw all caution to the wind and attack him at any moment. She was getting too excited now for her own good and her reason and her conscience were beginning to take a back seat to her sexual desires.
The boy slowly slipped into the tiny suit. It was so tight he had trouble getting it up over his round buttocks, but he finally managed to squeeze into it.
It fit him like a second skin. It was cut low on his firm hard belly and his little boy cock pushed the nylon material out in the front, while his round firm ass cheeks pushed it out in the back.
What a fucking body for a boy his age. He had all that virility and attraction and she assumed that he didn't even realize it. He was young and innocent and it was that special and unique quality that was attracting her and she knew it.
A boy like this could be taught, could be brought out into the world of man-to-woman sexuality in a way that would be easy for her and not a drain on her emotionally or physically the way an older man, like her fucking sadistic husband, would be.
All systems seemed to be go when it came to her thoughts of ravaging this young boy and no longer could she put off the inevitable.
She had to have him and she had to have him now.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tina decided it was time to make her move.
She couldn't put it off another single second.
"Why don't we take a short break," she suggested, once the boy was into his tight little suit and had positioned himself once again in front of the white backdrop beneath the bright lights.
"That would be great, I'm really getting hot," he said.
Tina quickly turned off the overhead lighting. They both sighed from the relief. They cooled off instantly, although the burning desire Tina felt inside her oversexed flesh raged on.
She sat down on her couch.
"Come sit by me, Alan," she said coyly.
The boy responded quickly by joining her on the sofa. He sat at the other end of it, and crossed one leg over the other. Tina could not resist the temptation to once again rove her eyes over his young beautiful body.
The bulge in the front of his bathing suit seemed to be a little larger than it had previously been, and she wondered if he was actually getting a hard-on. If he was, could it be because of her? She certainly hoped so.
She decided to throw all caution aside and make her move. The most that could happen would be he would reject her and then she would have to deal with that rejection in the best way possible.
"You really are a handsome young man, Alan," Tina said, staring him right in the eye.
"Thank you, Tina," he said.
Tina was glad that she had told him to call her by her first name earlier that day. It made their relationship much friendlier.
He was the only child she had done this with. The rest of the little boys and girls she had maintained a definite older woman and business relationship with.
Alan was special however, very special indeed.
She placed her arm on his shoulder. "You know, Alan, in a couple of years you are going to have a lot of girls running after you."
"Oh, some of them already are, but I'm not much interested," the innocent young boy said.
"Well, you're going to have to know what to do when the time comes, has your mother or father talked to you about sex yet?"
"No, they're pretty prudish when it comes to things like that, I don't think they'll ever talk to me about it. I guess I'm just going to have to learn about all of that on my own. I wish there was someone to teach me though, I'm anxious to know all about the birds and bees."
Tina couldn't believe it.
This was her chance, things were falling right into place. She felt a twinge of that "dirty old lady" feeling once again, but the thoughts were quickly suppressed by her need for sexual contact with the attractive young man.
She couldn't hold back any longer.
Now was the time, she had to take the chance, whatever the consequences might be.
"You know, I could teach. you some of the things you would have to know," Tina said, hoping that the words weren't going to lead to trouble, but not being able to stop them once they started to flow out of her mouth.
"Really? Wow, Tina, that would be great. I really like you and it would be super to learn about sex from a pretty woman like you."
That was all Tina had to hear.
As far as she was concerned, all systems were "go" and there could be no turning back from here on in.
"Okay, I'll do it," Tina said, trying to act as if it was Alan who had talked her into it, instead of the reality of it being a set-up brought about by her.
"Wow, what do we do first?" Alan said.
"You just follow my leads, and relax," Tina said, sounding like a school teacher instead of an older woman who was about to ravage the innocence of a pretty little boy.
Tina didn't say another word.
She pulled the boy close to her and opening her mouth a little, spreading her sensual lips apart and jutting her tongue out of her mouth, she began to kiss him.
The second her lips touched his Tina knew that her desires were going to be fulfilled. His lips were tender and sweet and the inexperienced boy who knew nothing about the fine art of kissing, or making love, was bringing her more pleasure in that first little touch of lips than her husband could bring her in a whole fuck-session.
She forced her tongue into his mouth, parting his lips wide and letting the saliva from her juicy hot mouth flow into his.
Alan was hesitant at first and then began to respond more positively as their kissing became more and more involved. He was digging it and the more he did, the more savage Tina attacked his young innocent mouth.
In no time they were French-kissing like wild animals. Tina was really laying a hot and heavy kiss on the boy, and he was doing his best to keep up with her rising passion.
Tina moved forward on the couch pushing young Alan over onto his back. The couch was wide and long and there was room for her to stretch her entire frame out on top of the boy, crushing him into the soft cushions.
She ground her crotch against the boy's and felt that his little boy cock was indeed stiff. It felt small and cute, but nevertheless it was hard as a rock.
She ground her hips up against him as she continued to kiss him on the mouth. She wanted to get him as excited as she could, and then keep him there until they were ready to get down to some real fucking and cock sucking.
She wanted to teach the boy everything there was to know about sex and she only had a little over two hours to do it in. She had to move fast.
She began to slide down over his face, kissing his eyes, his cheeks, and his little button nose. She looked into his eyes and saw that they were closed. It was obvious that he was enjoying the shit out of their love-making session. His breathing was getting heavier by the second and he was beginning to squirm about beneath her.
He shoved his hips forward pressing his little boy cock firmly against her drooling cunt.
"I have to take my skirt and blouse off, Alan," she said, getting up from the boy and panting like she had just run the mile in four minutes.
"Yes, okay Tina," he said, opening his eyes for just a second and then closing them again, obviously lost in his thoughts of sexual pleasure, his thoughts of finally becoming a real man by learning the joys of sex from this beautiful older woman.
This seemed so much easier than Tina had thought it would be and so much more natural. There was no strangeness like she thought might occur once she got started.
There were still traces of conscience bothering her. After all, she was old enough to be the boys mother. But that didn't matter any more. They were really digging one another and all that counted now was their own pleasure.
Nothing was going to stop them from enjoying one another to the fullest possible degree. Tina was going to explore every single inch of the young boy and teach him as much as she could about sexuality and the fine art of woman-to-man love.
He was such a willing young pupil it spurred her on to even higher levels of passion. She knew that when the time for orgasm was at hand, she would cum like she had never cum before.
She didn't know if young Alan was even old enough to reach an actual orgasm, but he could certainly squirt a few drops of boy juice and feel the elated feeling of his cock being sucked and also of it ramming up into her cunt.
Yes, she had decided that if it was the last thing she ever did in her whole fucking life, she was somehow going to get this boy to shove his fat little boy cock right up into her pussy hole.
She wanted to feel the young short piece of innocent male meat working its way up between her creamy white thighs. She had to enjoy that experience to release the tension that had been building up photographing these young boys all day long.
She jumped off the couch and quickly unzipped her little mini skirt, letting it fall down to her ankles.
Alan opened his eyes wide and stared at her pink-laced panties. Tina could feel his eyes searing her pussy, and gazing at the huge round spot of moisture that her dribbling pussy had created.
She was hot all right, and it was quite obvious. She wondered if young Alan even knew what the moisture meant.
"Do you see this spot here in the front of my vagina?" she asked, once again reverting to the clinical and educational approach, to make him feel relaxed, and to tell herself that she was merely teaching the youngster something that he would one day have to learn from someone anyway. She didn't want to think of herself as a ravaging woman, preying on the very young for her sexual needs. She wanted to think of herself as his teacher, his guide to the world of sexuality. Yes, that's the approach she would take, it was the only one that made her feel right about what she was doing.
"Yes, I see it," the young boy panted in a throaty voice. It was obvious to Tina he was spellbound by her womanly shape.
"Well, this is pre-orgasmic fluids. They come out of a woman's vagina when she is very excited. It's just a small sampling of what will follow when orgasm is reached."
"Wow!" Alan said, his eyes not moving from the front of her panties.
"Have you ever seen a woman's breasts before?" she asked, anxious to remove her blouse and then her bra.
"No, well, I mean I saw my mother's once by accident, but hers aren't as big as yours, not nearly as big," the young boy admitted.
"Well, okay then I'll show you mine," Tina said, once again sounding as if everything she was doing was to simply teach the boy a sexual lesson.
In a way, that's just what she was doing. Of course, her own personal needs and desires were what was making her get into this in the first place. She knew damn well that if this was some other young boy, some boy that Tina wasn't sexually attracted to the way she was toward Alan, there was no way in the world she would be doing what she was now doing with him.
It was Alan that was driving her on, Alan who was bringing out this strange desire for the young in her and it was Alan who was going to make her go with her feelings, all the way!
She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor.
The young boy gasped when he saw her huge breasts pressing the skimpy bra way out in front of her.
Tina thought of the way her fucking husband usually just ripped her clothes off and fucked the shit out of her. He had long since stopped noticing her body and complimenting her on her fine womanly shape.
She had an extremely attentive audience in this young boy and it was exciting her to undress in front of him in this fashion.
"Why don't you help me, Alan," Tina said, pretending that it was hard for her to reach the bra strap that would release her huge jugs.
"Ah, well, okay," he said cautiously.
When he got up off the couch, the fact that his little boy cock was fully erect was quite obvious to Tina's eager eyes. She could see the bulge in the front of the bathing suit and knew that the boy was fully excited.
Shit, he was a horny little devil and she knew she wasn't going to have that much trouble talking him into letting her suck his cock and hopefully even fucking her cunt.
"That's it, just undo that clasp there," she said, as he walked behind her.
He had to get close to her body to reach the clasp and Tina suddenly felt his prodding nylon-encased boy cock pressing against her pantie-clad behind.
She gasped when she felt the little cock rubbing up against her shapely womanly ass. She thought, once again, of the brutal back-door attack her husband had forced upon her and how different this all was. She even thought that it would, or at least might be pleasurable for the young boy to fuck her in the ass. But that could come later. There were plenty of fairly straight and normal sexual techniques they could explore first, without getting into the more bizarre or unusual things that could be done between a man and a woman, or in this case, a woman and a boy.
She felt his stiff little fingers fumbling with the clasp and then finally unhooking it.
"Thank you," she said, as if he had done something that was very ordinary, very run-of-the-mill. She didn't want him to feel awkward and she didn't want him to think that this was a unique experience. She knew the more relaxed the boy was, the more relaxed she would be and the better their love-making session would be together.
Natural was always the best.
That's why things were lousy with her husband. He was anything but natural. He was brutal and forceful and didn't take her feelings or emotions into consideration at all.
She already felt closer to young Alan than she had felt toward her husband in years.
Tina's sexual urges were all that she was following now. Her conscience had to take a second seat. Her needs were what was governing her every action and she was going with her feelings completely.
There could be no turning back now.
She had come too far to stop. Her body would not let her stop now even if her mind wanted to, even if her mind began telling her that having sex with a boy twenty years younger than her was wrong and dirty.
She rationalized every single negative aspect of the union out of her mind and just went freely with the positive thoughts and there were plenty of them.
Alan returned to the couch and sat on the edge of it.
Tina moved up right in front of him, so that her huge knockers were waving about in front of his face. The boy stared at the pleasure mounds with a look of young innocent lust on his cute little face.
He was anxious all right, and the more sexily he stared at her tits, the hotter Tina became.
"Now why don't you kiss them," she said, as if she was telling him to take a lick of a lollipop instead of a lick of her huge tits.
"Oh, I don't know if I should do that, Tina," he said.
He was eager, but something was holding him back.
She couldn't let that happen.
"You want to learn, don't you?"
"Well yes, but is it right? I mean is it really okay? Are you sure you really want me to?"
"Sure, Alan, I want to teach you everything. A woman, or a girl for that matter,-likes to have her titties kissed. It excites her, and it's all part of what's called foreplay. You have to get into foreplay before you get down to actually having sex, which hopefully we can get into in a little while. Try it, go ahead. You'll see it will excite you, too."
"Okay, if you're sure it's okay," he said, still a little cautious.
"Yes, it's okay, believe me," Tina said, hopefully urging him on.
It worked.
The boy could resist the temptation no longer.
Alan suddenly leaned forward and pushed his lips up against her breasts. He smelled the sweet aroma that the sweat on her chest was giving off. He opened his mouth wide and took the very tip of Tina's right breast in his mouth.
"Ohhh, yes, that's it," Tina moaned. She was unable to control her excitement and had to verbally show it. His lips were so sweet and tender. His innocence was just what she had been longing for and she realized that now.
She knew beyond a shadow of a doubt, that to have sex with a very young boy was something that was going to become a very big part of her life.
No longer would she subject herself to the perils of older men and all of their savage and brutal and calloused ways of making love.
The young was where it was at, she knew it now, she was convinced of it.
"Yes, kiss them, that's it, suck them," she said, as the boy began to nibble and suck the end of her tit.
"Fly over to the other one now," she said, twisting her body a little so that he really didn't have to move his mouth much.
There was the other tit right in front of him and he wasted no time in pulling the second tit into his mouth.
In his innocence he bit a little hard into her tit, but Tina realized she was loving it.
"That's it, bite them, bite them," she moaned, and the boy followed her suggestion. He began really chomping down into her tit. He was paying special attention, whether intentional or not, to Tina's nipples.
Tina felt her nipples become stiff and jutting way out in front of her mounds of womanly pleasure as the boy's young and inexperienced mouth sucked and nibbled away on them.
He was beginning to get into what he was doing, and the pressure of his teeth and tongue grew to a fever pitch.
Once again Tina could feel the womanly love oils oozing out of her pussy hole. She didn't think that she had ever been as excited or worked-up as she was right at that exact second.
This boy was really getting to her and what made the whole thing so exciting, was that they had just begun. There was so much more to do, so much more exploring to get involved in, so much more to teach him and experience with him.
It was going to be a hot and heavy two hours, that much she was sure of.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Tina grabbed young Alan's head, intertwining her long fingers in his curly hair, and began shoving his face on and off her tits.
He would open his mouth and suck as much of the tit as he could into his mouth cavity and then she would push him off her, only to once again slam his face forward.
She looked down between his hairless muscular thighs and saw the twitching in the front of his blue nylon bathing suit. She knew that she was getting him extremely excited and that was just what she wanted. She wanted to get him as hot as she possibly could, so when it came time to ask him to shove his cock right up into her dripping pussy hole, he would not be able to refuse her.
Actually, she didn't think he would refuse if she asked him right then and there. He was obviously completely engrossed in his first taste of womanly flesh, and was enjoying himself tremendously.
The front of her tits were becoming hot and wet from Alan's saliva. He began slobbering her tits and started making loud slurping sounds. She loved it! The louder he got, the more she slammed his face into her breasts and nipples and the more eagerly he responded.
The juices kept flowing freely out of her cunt and Tina thought she might even just reach her orgasm before she got into anything else.
She knew she was getting too hot to control herself much longer. There was a hell of a lot more to do and she realized she better get to it while she still had any wits about her at all.
"Okay, okay, that's enough of the bosom sucking," she said, pushing the young boy's mouth away from her soaking-wet excited breasts.
"Did I do something wrong?" the young boy asked, obviously shocked she had stopped him so abruptly.
"No, no, that was just wonderful," Tina reassured him, "it's just that we have a lot more to do together. I mean, I have a lot more to teach you. Don't you want to learn everything?"
"Yes, oh yes," he said eagerly.
There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and she knew he was nervous as hell, but going along with her anyway. She was delighted that she had reached him, and that she had somehow managed to get him to trust her.
That was half the battle right there!
"Now I want you to do the same thing to my vagina," Tina said, taking a chance that she wasn't moving along too fast, but so anxious to feel his young eager inexperienced tongue on her snatch she just couldn't wait another second.
"Are you sure you want me to?" the boy said, still a little afraid what he was doing was somehow wrong.
"Yes, yes I'm sure," Tina said. She was panting now, and her eyes kept rolling into the back of her head. She was getting hotter by the second.
She hoped that when he began to lick her pussy she didn't just shoot her load of womanly cum. She wanted to save that for when he fucked her, if and when they got around to it.
She hoped they did, she wanted it desperately!
His confidence obviously regained, little Alan leaned forward and stuck his tongue up against Tina's dripping pussy.
Tina screamed out, perhaps a little louder than she should have considering she was still in Maggy's house and she was only two floors above them, but she couldn't contain herself.
The second the young boy's tongue hit her cunt she went off into a frenzy of sexual excitement that had never before been paralleled.
She grabbed the boy's face and shoved him forward and at the same time shover her crotch forward, so that his tongue shot up deeply into her love hole.
He began licking and slurping up the juices that were still flowing freely from her snatch.
She was juicing wildly. She didn't ever remember this much pre-orgasmic cum flowing from her cunt before an actual orgasm, and it only went to prove to her even more that she had made the right decision by beginning this sexual encounter with the young innocent boy.
She was teaching him all right, but he was responding passionately to her instructions, and she had to admit that he was a quick learner. His inhibitions were rapidly disappearing as he became more involved with her body and his cunt-lapping technique.
He tickled her clit with his tongue and shivers of excitement coursed throughout the older woman's body. The lust was rising within her rapidly and she knew she couldn't let him continue.
"Stop," she screamed suddenly.
"What's the matter?" the boy said, obviously shaken by her sudden withdrawal.
He thought he had done something terribly wrong.
"Nothing is the matter, Alan," Tina said, trying desperately to catch her breath and return her heartbeat to a somewhat normal pace.
"Why did you stop me?" he persisted.
She knew he must have really been getting into it, especially the way he had begun to ravage her cunt hole with his eagerly shoving and licking tongue muscle.
"I was going to cum," she panted.
"Cum?" he said quizzically.
"Yes, cum! That's what happens when you go all the way, when you reach an orgasm."
"Ohhh," he said, not really understanding.
"I didn't want to cum just yet, because it will be all over then."
"Over?" he asked.
"Yes, well, I mean our passions will subside, at least for a while. We don't have enough time to cum more than once tonight and I want us to cum together."
"You mean I'm going to cum, too?"
"Yes, I hope so. Have you ever jerked your little cocky off before?"
"No, I haven't," he said.
Tina realized that the handsome young lad was really young and inexperienced. She couldn't believe that he hadn't gotten into masturbation as yet, but seeing as his parents were especially conservative, she doubted they had taught him how or told him about it. He probably was brought up thinking that he would get hairy palms or go crazy if he played with his little stiff cock.
"Well, I'm going to show you what it's all about. Right now, I'm going to suck your cock. You just lie back and relax. I know you're going to like this a lot."
"You mean you're going to take my prick into your mouth and lick it?" he said, a disbelieving tone in his young voice.
"Yes, that's just what I mean," Tina said, as she dropped to her knees in front of the boy.
"How can you do that, Tina, isn't it dirty? Isn't it bad?"
"No, it's wonderful, Alan, and you'll find that there will be lots of girls that will want to suck your cock. You'll see, just wait 'till you're a little older. You have a nice cock, and I know it's going to get a hell of a lot bigger the older you get."
"Well, it has grown an awful lot the last year or so. All of a sudden it seems to be getting bigger and bigger."
"Yes, you're in your puberty stage now and that's when your cock begins to grow. See all these tiny wispy little hairs just above your little balls?"
"Yes," he said, looking down at his cock which was standing out proud and strong, an obvious sign of his delighted excitement with the sexy older woman.
"Well, that will all fill in soon and you will be covered with hair. See, just like I am around my pussy."
Tina pointed to her crotch.
"Pussy?" he said.
"Oh, I'm sorry, vagina. Well, there are a lot of names for a woman's private parts, just as there is for a man's. It can be called a pussy, snatch, box, cunt, vagina, or several others. Your little pee-pee can be called a prick, a cock, a love pole, ram-rod, dick, etc."
"Oh, I see. Yes, I've heard a few of those words in the men's room at school, but I didn't know quite what the guys were talking about."
"Well, now you do," she said. "Oh, by the way, Alan, I forgot to tell you something that's very, very important."
"Yes?" he said, listening intentively-
There are a lot of people, actually most people, probably, wouldn't be able to understand what we're doing together."
"You mean my sex lesson?"
"Yes, your sex lesson."
"How come?" he asked innocently.
"Well, they would think that we're just having sex together, and since I'm old enough to be your mother they would think it was dirty, and stuff like that."
"Oh, but it's beautiful. It's beautiful," he protested.
"Yes, I think so too. But everyone won't think the same as us. You must promise me that you will never tell anyone about this, especially your parents. Okay? Do you promise? Do you give me your solemn word?"
"Yes, I cross my heart and hope to die. I won't tell a soul," he said.
Tina knew that the young man meant it.
There was a sincerity in his piercing green eyes, a sincerity she had not seen in adults in a hell of a long time. She knew she could trust him.
Besides, he was leaving for the coast the following day. The only repercussion that could possibly happen, would be if by some chance his parents found out. They would surely call Maggy and tell her she had some weird perverted dirty old lady working for her and she would undoubtedly lose her job.
Things had gone too far now for her to worry about that. She would have to trust the young man and hope that he would keep his word. She knew he was having as good a time as she was, even if he wasn't understanding everything that was going on and she believed he would keep his little mouth shut.
Her passions were at an all time high now and nothing could stop her from continuing her pursuit of the young man, even the risk of exposure concerning her illicit and sociably unacceptable act of aggression.
Tina leaned forward and began kissing the young boy's thighs. He squirmed about on the couch and began to giggle as her tongue flew in and out of her mouth, licking and caressing his smooth-skinned muscular thighs.
She reached up and hooked her fingers under the waistband of his tight-blue suit. She began to pull it down, and then once again returned her mouth to the boy's legs.
She worked the suit down lower and lower on his groin and then as he lifted up off the sofa, she managed to pull the suit all the way off him.
He was fully hard and she wasted no time in attacking his cock.
She shot her mouth down to his little love balls and pulled them both immediately into her sucking and yearning mouth.
It was such a total and completely different change from sucking a man's big fat hairy balls. They were tender, young, hairless and delicious.
She reveled in the aroma and flavor of the boy's nuts and sucked away on them like a mad woman.
Her passions increased and so did the sound of her sucking. It sounded like a half dozen pigs at feeding time, as the woman attacked the love sacs more and more feverishly.
Young Alan had stopped his giggling and had fell back on the coach, spreading his young thighs wide apart and jutting his legs forward so that the sexy older woman could have full and easy access to his crotch.
He had never even dreamed of anything like this before, and couldn't believe how exciting it made him feel. His whole body seem to come alive as he felt the woman's tongue flying back and forth across his nuts.
The more she sucked him, the more excited he became. He had just started wondering what it would feel like when she finally took his little boy cock in her mouth, when she did just that.
Tina could not waste another second sucking the balls. Her main objective was the fat young boy cock jutting out in front of the boy's nearly hairless groin.
She longed to consume it with her sucking hot lips and so she did just that.
She slipped her saliva-dripping mouth and tongue over the very top of it, and instantly shot all the way down to the bottom.
She had really enjoyed sucking her husband's cock when they had first been married. Of course as the time went on, she grew to hate it, because he always demanded it of her and treated her so fucking roughly.
This was different, completely different. Young Alan Evans wasn't demanding anything. He was just sitting there enjoying everything she did, not forcing her to do anything she didn't want to do.
He reached forward and fondled her long blonde hair gently as she began to bob up and down on his little cock. She sucked it savagely and Alan thought he was going to lose his fucking mind with pleasurable delight.
Tina went wild with her sucking mouth. Up and down on the stiff little fat cock she went. She had no trouble in getting all of it into the backmost recesses of her mouth and she let the saliva flow over it, keeping it hot and wet.
She placed her hands on the boys thighs, and then began playing with his balls at the same time she was sucking his cock.
She felt his whole body stiffen and begin to shake and she knew that the boy was getting very excited. She wondered if he was old enough to reach an actual orgasm. She doubted it, but continued her sucking pursuit in any event.
She knew he was receiving a great deal of pleasure from what she was doing and even if he couldn't cum because of his age, the pleasure he felt at this new and exciting experience would suffice, at least for now.
She also realized that this was going to be one hell of a stud in a few years. She wondered if there was any way she could keep in touch with the boy when he moved, but doubted it. After all, how could she explain writing to a twelve year old boy two thousand miles away? She couldn't, and she knew it.
As Tina continued to suck the boy's cock, she began to think about society and all of the stuffy moral judgments that everybody passed on one another.
She knew this could never be understood by the majority of the country, this love and emotion she was feeling for a boy young enough to be her own son. But it was so fucked up. It was all right for her to be subjected to brutal and totally demanding and humiliating love by an older man, but when it came to gentle, warm, and sensual love-making with a young boy, that made her a dirty old lady.
Things were definitely fucked up and she was going to do her best to put society's standards out of her mind and enjoy herself.
She would rather be secretive about her love-making with young boys and have a good time, reaching fulfilling orgasms with the young, than to have to subject herself to an older Man's calloused ways of sexual pursuit.
She knew she would just have to live with her conscience and the guilt she felt because of the standards set up by society as a whole and hopefully put them far enough in the back of her mind so they wouldn't get in the way of the feelings she could experience with a young boy, such as Alan.
She knew that although Alan was special and he was the one that had gotten her started in the whole young-boy syndrome, there was no way her desires were going to be appeased by just him.
Tina realized Alan was only the beginning. She knew now that she was introduced to this special brand of love-making, there would be nothing to stand in her way from pursuing her special desires with other young boys.
Yes, Alan was number one, but there were going to be many many more.
Nothing would stop her from continuing to seek out special young boys and make love to them. She would have to find a way to do it so she could maintain her special secret, and keep the knowlege of what she was into sexually away from others who would look upon her with disgust and not even try to understand her unique emotional and physical needs.
Secrecy was of the utmost importance.
It was essential!
CHAPTER NINE
The harder and longer she sucked the little boy's young healthy cock, the more he began to shake and quiver. She knew if she kept it up much longer he would cum, or at least reach some kind or an orgasm.
She wanted him to fuck her, and she wanted him to do it while his little boy cock was nice and stiff. She decided it was time to move on to her final lesson of the day, the lesson of fucking.
She slipped her mouth off his little penis and Alan moaned madly.
"Ohhh, that was so gooooood," he groaned.
"I told you, you would like that," Tina said, wiping the saliva from her mouth. "Now we're going to do something that you will really like."
"Oh, what Tina, what?" he asked impatiently. She really had him now, there was no doubt about that. He was all hers, to do with as she pleased and she loved it.
"Now you are going to put that beautiful little cock of yours right up into my pussy," Tina said, getting up from her knees and standing over the boy like a towering woman.
"Oh no, I couldn't do that," he said. "Oh yes you could and you have to, I want you to desperately," Tina said, unable to hide her desires another second.
"But you might have a baby?" he said. Tina had to chuckle.
"No, no, don't worry about that. I take a pill that makes sure I won't have a baby, so it's all right."
"Are you sure?" he asked, a spark of eagerness already showing in his piercing green eyes.
I'm sure, trust me. You can shove your little cock up into my wet tight warm pussy hole, and really fuck the living shit out of me and I won't get pregnant. All I'll get is a great orgasm, and you will too. Okay?"
"Okay, Tina, if you're sure it's okay," he said. "Yes, come on, let's go to it," Tina said. She pulled him up off the couch and crawled onto the overstuffed sofa, spreading her beautiful creamy-white thighs wide apart, jutting her dripping and drooling pussy into the air.
The young, not quite so innocent boy stood next to her, gazing at her heaving breasts and her cum-soaked pussy hole. He licked his lips and a huge smile spread across his sensual lips.
He was into doing it all right, that much Tina could see easily. She only hoped it was going to be half as good as she imagined it would be, but she had no reason to believe otherwise.
Everything she had done with the boy so far had been great, much better than she had possibly anticipated, and there was no reason to think this would be any different. His cock looked so beautiful as it stuck out in front of his hairless groin. She reached out and started massaging it. It was still wet from her blow-job, and that plus the fact that her own pussy was well lubricated with her own exciting womanly juices, flowing freely from the crevice, would allow him to shove his little pecker into her without the slightest bit of friction.
"Come on, now, let me have it," she said and she slid down on the couch, shoving her pussy even higher in the air. "Just crawl on top of me and stick that little cock of yours right up between my pussy lips. Don't be afraid, you will love it, I just know you will."
"Okay, okay," he said, as he crawled on top of her.
He took his little hand and guided his boy cock between the hairy cunt lips.
Tina moaned as she felt the young fat boy cock brushing past her clitty. She squirmed and wiggled about beneath him as the boy pushed his cock further into her.
She sighed as she finally felt his little love balls slamming up against her pubic mound, and she knew he was all the way inside her.
It was funny, she thought to herself, how she had always been so hung up on huge cocks. She had thought that a huge cock was the only thing that could ever satisfy her. What a fool she had been.
Here was this little boy cock, barely filling up her huge tight pussy hole and yet it was bringing her a thousant times more pleasure than a big ramming hairy prick, like the one her husband had constantly and brutally shover up into her without the slightest consideration for her whatsoever.
It was the gentleness and the tremendous feelings of love and passion flying between her and the little boy that heightened the sexual contact to such an incredibly high plateau and she knew it.
This was fantastic! She shoved her cunt upward, squeezing her womanly thighs together, and her cunt lips wrapped themselves around the boy's little pee-pee.
Alan moaned as he felt the hot warm cunt engulfing his little boy cock. He had no idea that the insides of a woman would be so warm and moist. It was sexy as hell and his entire body shivered in response to his very first fuck session.
Tina had not expected to be as sexually aroused as she was, but there was no denying her heightened passions. She had never been as sexually stimulated as she was right at this second and she went with her feelings of passion and enlightenment completely, not holding anything back.
They got into a steady rhythm together.
The boy would shove his little tight ass forward, sending his cock plowing up into her womanly snatch hole and Tina would close her thighs squeezing his cock shaft with her dripping hot cunt lips.
The more she did that, the more furiously the boy began to send his boy cock into her hole.
They were really rocking back and forth now and the couch squeaked and moved with them. Tina thought the whole fucking room was flying around as her passions rose to a fever pitch of excitement.
Her body began to shake and quiver and she knew that she was about to cum.
"Yes, fuck me, Alan, fuck me," she found herself screaming over and over again.
Alan didn't say a word. He just kept plowing in and out of her, letting his young innocent instincts guide his every move.
This woman had given him the green light to fuck her and realizing that she really wanted it and it would make her happy, he had been quick to oblige.
He hadn't thought his own feelings would reach the level of passion he was now experiencing.
He felt the woman's huge tits pressing into his young chest every time he pushed his lithe body downward and it excited him. He began to shake and quiver too and a strange feeling started coursing through his body. He couldn't explain it because it was like nothing he had ever experienced before. What he didn't realize was that he was experiencing his very first orgasm.
Tina felt a little squirt of boy juice fly out of the end of Alan's little pee-pee and at the same time his whole body stiffened.
She grabbed his tight ass muscles and dug her fingernails into the smooth round rock-hard muscles, shoving his cock even further up into her snatch, as she too was forced to release her orgasm.
Tina came like she had never cum before.
The cum flew out of her love hole like a running faucet, covering the young boy's cock completely, and dribbling down over her gaping hot thighs.
The boy hadn't shot much cum, because it was his very first time. However, his body had done through all kinds of convulsions and the sweat was pouring from every pore.
As he shook and quivered, Tina did the same.
More and more of her cum gushed out of her openly splayed snatch. She didn't think she would ever see the end of the orgasm.
Her whole body lit up like she was being cooked over a flame. Every inch of her flesh was alive with the passionate excitement having sex with the young innocent boy had created within her.
Even her fucking toes were shaking she was so hot.
She kept squeezing her pussy lips together savagely as the boy continued to plug her hole with his little pee-pee.
Finally, as all things must eventually do, good or bad, their orgasm was over.
Tina relaxed her gripping cunt muscles and Alan fell over on top of her, totally spent.
For a long time Tina and Alan didn't say a word to one another.
They were too excited, too worn out and too wrapped up in their own individual thoughts about what had just transpired between them.
They hugged one another as the sweat of their bodies allowed them to slip and slide together sensuously.
Tina squeezed him tightly to her and hugged him like he was a big teddy bear.
She had reached an orgasm that had never been reached before. It was as if she had been turned on to sex herself this night with the humpy young boy. It was as if he had inadvertently showed her what sex and love were all about and she was the one that was supposed to have been the teacher.
If she had had any doubts before they began about where her head was and what she wanted, she certainly didn't have them any longer.
She knew beyond any doubt just what she wanted out of life now. The only thing that mattered to her any more, the thing that was going to govern all future decisions about just about everything she did, was her quest for pleasure with young boys.
Her job, her attitudes, everything would revolve around that one thing. If she couldn't find young boys in this area to play around with like she had just done with young Alan Evans, then she would move on to a bigger town, where there were more young boys to play with.
Nothing could stop her now and nothing would stop her. She suppressed even further any negative feelings she was having about what she was doing and the difference in ages between herself and the sexual partners she would be involving herself with in the near future.
Her own passions, her own desires, were all that mattered to her now.
She had been denied full pleasure for too long. It was time that she got a real taste of life. There was so much happiness and excitement to be shared with young boys, she wasn't about to go back to her old ways.
She felt elated!
She now had an outlet for her burning sexual needs!
When she left her husband, just a few days earlier, she had thought that the answer to her problems was to withdraw completely from the sexual scene, to become celibate, to not get involved emotionally or physically with anyone of the opposite sex.
Now it was as if someone had opened a whole new world for her ... a world of young innocent boys and she was going to go with her feelings all the way, exploring and discovering every young boy cock she could get her hands on.
If Alan had let her have her way with him and had been a willing little innocent student, then there must be hundreds of other young boys who would want to do the same thing with her.
All she had to do was find them!
"Wow, that was incredible," the young boy said, easing up off the woman and pulling his rapidly deflating cock out of her still gripping and gushing cunt hole.
"Yes, you were wonderful," Tina said, and she meant it.
"Really? I was really good?" he said, finding it hard to believe that he could have really satisfied such an older and obviously more experienced sexy woman such as Tina.
"Yes, you were fantastic. That was without a doubt the best orgasm I've ever reached!"
"Wow, wow," was all he could say.
"You are some little fucker," Tina went on, "in a few years you're going to be plowing your way into the hottest cunts in the country, I'm sure of it."
"None of them will mean as much to me as you do, Tina," he said. Tina smiled.
She knew the boy was sincere, but she also knew he was leaving the following morning and the chances were pretty fucking good that they would never see one another again after this photo session was over.
"Thank you, I feel the same way about you, Alan, but tomorrow you are moving away and we probably won't get together again," she said, having to admit the ugly honesty of the situation.
"I know. I don't want to go, not now. I want to stay with you, Tina, I, I, I love you!"
"I love you too," Tina said, before she knew what was happening. The words just flew out of her mouth and they surprised her. She hadn't wanted to say that. The boy was too young and too impressionable to say something like that to him, especially after such an erotic union of mind and spirit.
"What can we do, I don't want to go, I don't want to go. I want to make love with you all the time, all the time, Tina," he stammered.
She saw a little tear in the corner of one of his beautifully sparkling green eyes;
"Now listen, Alan, you have to go with your parents. You're only twelve. Besides, now that you know what's going on in the world of sex, you can find lots of pretty little girls to fool around with once you get settled in school out in California. And who knows, I may come out there for a vacation, or I might even move there, and we could get together again. I just might do that, okay?"
"Okay, I guess," the boy said reluctantly.
Tina felt good. She felt better than she had ever felt before in her life. She had to admit, she was a little sad, though, because she didn't want to say good-bye to young Alan either.
He had actually taught her more than he could possibly imagine. He had brought her out, so to speak. He had introduced her to another whole way of life, a way of life that she was sure was going to free her from the depression and withdrawal her husband had created by his violent and sadistic acts.
"Hey, we better get these fucking shots done with, or your mother is going to come back here and we won't have any prints to give her."
"Okay, but I sure wish we had more time to fool around, Tina, you're such a beautiful woman."
"You're a beautiful boy, Alan, but for right now, that's going to have to be all. Okay?"
"Okay," he said reluctantly.
He got up off the bed and went over to his suitcase. His mother had packed him a little hand towel. He had told her the lights were bright and he sweated quite a bit. He began to wipe himself off.
Tina got up, grabbed a towel from the rack in the corner of the room and did the same. She was sweating like a pig. The little boy had really put her through one hell of a work out, even though he didn't really know it. She realized that her emotional involvement and the degree of her sexual arousal had been so much higher than it had been with her husband, or any other men before she had been married, that she had worked herself into a frazzle.
She had given her all for the little young innocent boy, and had gotten back more than she had bargained for. She wondered quickly if the other young boys that she would have to find to play with would be as exciting as young Alan Evans had turned out to be.
All she could do was hope and pray!
"Now let's do those bathing suit shots," Tina said, once again taking her place behind the lens of her Nikon.
"Sure thing, Tina," young Alan said, quickly getting in front of the white backdrop once more.
Tina flicked on the main switch which turned on all the bright overhead lights, illuminating the young boy she had just had the greatest sexual escapade of her entire life with.
His body was beautiful and even though Tina had just reached the hottest fucking orgasm of her life, she once again could feel the passions stirring between her shapely white thighs.
This boy had really gotten to her, inside as well as out. All she had to do was look at him and the excitement rose within her. She could not contain it, or just pretend that it wasn't there. It was there, and the feelings were strong.
She couldn't let him know how hard it was going to be for her to say good-bye to him. She didn't want him to leave, more than he himself wanted to stay, but it was the only way. The difference in their ages made any type of upfront relationship totally out of the question.
It was too bad, because Tina could even see herself having the young boy live with her and taking care of him. She could be like a mother and a lover for the handsome young boy at the same time.
What more could any woman, or for that matter any boy ask for. And yet, it was impossible!
Shit, she thought to herself, this is probably going to be the new hassle of my life. Fucking young boys and then having to say good-bye to them.
She realized she would have to learn how to be a little more calloused.
She would have to learn how to fuck them and leave them as the old saying went. If she got herself romantically involved with every young boy she met and seduced, she would be constantly fucked up. She did have her career and her life in general to think of and that was important to her as well. Although, right now, the only thing that mattered to her at all, was young Alan Evans and all of the young innocent boys that would follow in his footsteps.
Oh, well, she would have to deal with those problems when they came up. For right now, she had a session to shoot and it had to be fast. She had less than a half an hour before Alan's mother would be returning to pick him up and it wouldn't be very easy to explain at all, if she hadn't taken any pictures to show her.
She began clicking away, as Alan paraded his beautiful young near-naked body around in front of the white backdrop.
Tina clicked the lens as fast as she could and went through one roll after another.
She had Alan change in and out of all of his clothes just as fast as he could go. She had to shoot at least twenty rolls of film and time was of the essence.
Alan's mother was late, luckily for Tina. By the time she heard Maggy and Mrs. Evans at the door of the studio, she was just finishing the last roll of film.
She knew she would have ordinarily taken the entire two hours to shoot as much film as she did, but she hoped that her involvement with Alan, her closeness achieved through their sexual contact, would show up on the pictures and make the session come out at least satisfactorily.
"Well, how are you two doing. Still working I see," Mrs. Evans said, walking into the room after Tina told them to come in. She walked over to her son and kissed him on the cheek. Alan smiled at Tina, and his eyes told her that he would not forget her.
"Here's my address in California dear, and I hope this check will more than cover your services. Send us the prints when they are developed, and thank you, thank you very much for fitting my little boy in."
Tina had to hold back the smile.
She had fit him in all right, right between her fucking cunt!
CHAPTER TEN
The next day John developed all the shots of the previous day's shooting for Tina. They were all great, but the portfolio shots of young Alan Evans came out incredibly well.
She couldn't believe it, especially considering how hastily she had had to finish the shooting because of the time taken up with her sex play with the young boy.
But there they were, in big 8X10 black and white, and they were gorgeous.
She was looking over the shots when Maggy walked in.
"How you doing, dear? Oh, I see you got the shots back from John. How'd them come out."
"Here, take a look," Tina said, grinning from ear to ear.
"Well, I can tell by the expression on your face that you're far front disappointed," the wise older woman said.
She fanned through the shots, and then slowed down when she came to the pictures of young Alan.
"This set of Alan Evans, you know, the one for the portfolio, they're, well, they're just breathtaking," Maggy said.
"Thank you, I'm really happy with them," Tina said, trying to hold back the true level of her excitement. She was actually flipped out about them, from several standards.
Not only were the pictures themselves of great quality, but she could see how her involvement with the young handsome boy had made the pictures come to life. She had captured their feelings on the film. Of course, no one else would be able to see it, or how she had got the boy to smile the way he did and look as cute as he did. It would have to be their little secret. She knew when Alan saw the pictures in a couple of days, he would understand what she had captured.
Most of the shots had been taken after their love-making adventure and the little boy was smiling in a strange way, a way that most little boys his age would never do. Tina knew why and it amused her, as well as excited her.
Looking over the prints of the handsome young boy, expecially the extremely sexy shots of him in his little blue nylon suit, excited her all over again.
"He's sure a pretty little boy, isn't he?" Maggy asked innocently.
"Yes, I guess he is, now that you mention it," Tina said, deliberately underplaying her feelings. She couldn't let Maggy or anyone, for that matter, know how deeply she felt for the young humpy boy.
"You know, Tina, you seem to have a real feeling for doing young boy's pictures. Have you done many of them before?"
"No, hardly any," Tina said.
She knew the wise woman pad picked up the special quality of her photographs, and although she didn't know why Tina had captured the boy in such an unusual and sexy way, she did see the specialty of her efforts.
"Perhaps you should pursue this line of photography solely. I mean, if you have such a talent in photographing young boys, then it seems only logical you develop it to your fullest possible potential. Don't you agree?"
"Well, maybe I should."
"I think I'll assign just the young boys to you from now on when we do fashion spreads for children magazines. I'll have one of the other photographers handle the rest of the work. The way you capture young boys on film is extraordinary. It really is."
"Thanks, Maggy, I'm really proud of the pictures of the young Evans boy."
"Listen, I got another call for a portfolio. It was from the mother of a child actor. He's fourteen years old and quite handsome. His mother had sent me a picture last week, and I was just waiting for the right time to shoot him. Now that you're here, well, you're a natural for the job. They are quite well off and I'm sure you'll be happy with the fee once again. What do you say?"
"All right, I'd be happy to do it," Tina said, once again trying to underplay her wild excitement.
Alan had just left the night before and already she was wondering what this new young boy would be like to photograph. She wondered if he would be as handsome as Alan was and if he would be as easy to seduce. After all, he was fourteen and she was sure that by that age he had reached puberty. He wouldn't be quite as innocent as the boy she had photographed the night before.
She was sure that he had to at least be into masturbation, if that was all. As far as sex with other girls, that was something she would have to wait to find out after talking to him. Whatever the case, she would have to approach the slightly older boy with extreme caution. She didn't want to make the wrong move and fuck up her job with Maggy, she was really digging it and wanted to work for the woman for a long time.
Besides, Tina now had an objective in life. She wanted to fuck all the young boys she could possibly get her hands on. To do that, she had to be established somewhere, with her own house and her own job. One didn't just drift into a small town and pick a young boy up off the street. She would have to use her disguise as a photographer to lure them to her and Maggy's studio was the perfect set-up.
Yes, she would have to be cautious, very cautious indeed!
"What's the boy's name?" Tina asked, still flipping through the shots of the Evans boy.
"Carl Porter," Maggy said enthusiastically. "I'll call his mother right now. How's an hour from now. Can you be ready by then?"
"Certainly. I just have to pick out the best shots and get them off to Mrs. Evans in California. It will only take me a little time."
"I know. It really doesn't matter which ones you pick, they're all great. I'm sure Mrs. Evan's is going to be quite pleased with your work, dear. Okay, I'll tell Mrs. Porter to bring Carl around about eleven then, okay?"
"Fine, Maggy, that's just fine." When Maggy left her alone Tina felt the sexual urges boiling in her thighs once again. She couldn't believe her luck. She had just been introduced to the pleasures of sex with a young male and now, the very next day, she was going to get a chance to try her luck with still another young man.
She straightened up the studio. She hadn't had time to do anything the night before and what with the excitement of seeing Alan's pictures this morning, the studio was still a mess.
She wanted to present a good image to Carl's mother, not to mention the boy himself.
As she busied herself with the preparation for the shooting session, she couldn't help but imagine what he might look like and, better still, what he might feel and taste like.
She knew that he was handsome from what she had heard, but that didn't necessarily mean she would like him. She wondered if she was going to be a sucker for all young good-looking boys, or whether there would just be special ones that won her heart and her attentions.
This second boy would be a good test of her latest infatuations. If she felt the way she did with Alan with this new boy, she knew she was on her way to being a seducer of the young and the thought did nothing short of exciting the living shit out of her.
Already she could feel the womanly juices stirring between her thighs. She loaded her cameras and adjusted the tripod and the various lights.
All was ready.
Now she just had to wait.
The next half hour seemed to take forever, but finally it was time and almost as the second hand swung around the large wall clock there was a knock on her studio door.
"Come in," Tina said nervously.
She held her breath as the door opened and in walked Maggy, followed by an attractive older woman, and then what had to be the most beautiful young boy she had ever laid eyes on in her life.
He was handsome beyond belief and one look convinced her that she had to have him. She had to devour his flesh, she just had to.
"Come on, come in," she said warmly as the three people walked into the studio.
After some introductions and some brief instructions as to the basic kind of pictures the woman wanted for Carl's portfolio, Maggy and Carl's mother left them alone. Tina had told them to give her at least three hours with the boy, and not to disturb them before that time was up.
She wanted to make sure that she wouldn't be interrupted if and when they got into some kind of sexual adventure together. The longer she looked at the handsome boy standing in front of her, the more she knew that they would most definitely be getting involved in some kind of sex play, whatever it may be.
Carl was an unbelievably handsome young man. He had jet-black curly hair, that hung down over his eyebrows in a sexy manner.
His eyes were dark, but seemed to sparkle when Tina looked into them. They were like deep mysterious wells. His skin was bronzed and blemish free. His cheek bones were high and his nose just right, not too obtrusive.
His teeth were bright and perfectly spaced. When he smiled the corners of his mouth dimpled up in the cutest way.
He was wearing an extremely tight white t-shirt, which showed off the shape of his young but manly torso quite nicely.
Tina became excited right away.
This boy was absolutely beautiful. It was a natural beauty, a beauty that was beginning to drive Tina out of her fucking mind.
She wanted him desperately and already she was wondering what the best approach to seducing him would be. Should she be as bold as she was with young Alan Evans? She didn't think so.
This boy seemed to be a little wiser than young Alan was. He was a couple of years older and the couple of years showed in him.
He didn't exactly look like Mr. Super Stud, someone who knew his way around a bedroom with ease, but nevertheless he didn't look like any dummy either.
He was wearing tight white summer pants that were cut low on his hips and hugged his ass like a second skin. He was much more developed in that area than Alan was. His ass was bigger, but still hard and round and well-shaped. The front of his pants showed the clear outline of what appeared to be a rather healthy cock.
His love pole wasn't stiff, but the outline of it could be clearly seen. She guessed that it was going to be a nice size, not gigantic, but nice.
She could almost taste the sweaty groin of the young boy, and smell the sweet aroma of his young but manly body. She wanted him desperately and the longer she looked at him, the more determined she became that she would make him her slave.
Tina was a woman possessed with one objective now, she had to have young boys.
This boy was not going to be an exception.
He was only the second and that made him an eager target for her. He was like a challenge to her. She wanted to reassure herself that what had happened with young Alan Evans, was not just some freak incident. She wanted to know if her feelings for him were for him alone, or for all young boys. Did Alan mean something special to her, or was he just a symbol of her new sexual object, the extremely young male.
Carl would answer all these questions for her, although she thought she already new the answers. She was more turned on with Carl, than she had been with Alan. It was becoming quite clear to her that it wasn't any particular young male she needed to turn her on, it was just any young boy under fourteen or so, who was attractive and who had a nice body.
Actually, the more she thought about it, the more she began to wonder if looks and body meant all that much to her. She began to zero in on the realization that it might very well be just the sex and age that were her turn on, and that the actual physical beauty might just be a secondary consideration.
Oh well, she knew that all of these things would be answered down the road, after she had seduced several more young men.
For right now, she returned her full attention to the matter at hand, the young boy named Carl.
"Maggy told my mom you were quite a photographer," Carl said suddenly, snapping Tina out of her reverie.
"Well, I try," Tina said modestly. "Have you done much modeling before?"
"Yeah, quite a bit. It seems that ever since I can remember my mother has been taking me to photographers. I've been in front of a camera quite a bit."
"Well, I can see why. You're a very handsome young man, Carl, very handsome indeed."
"Oh, thank you, Miss, ahh..."
"Call me Tina, please," Tina said. "Tina, then," the boy replied, a little hesitantly. "Okay, I guess we should get started," Tina said. Tina was a little nervous.
She thought it might be because this boy was just a little bit older than her last seduction victim. He wasn't as easy to fool or kid around with. He was wiser and quicker and could pick things up much easier. She could sense all of this and knew she was going to have to be extremely careful with her approach.
She knew she could blow it very easily by coming on too strong. Once she made that first move, it would be too late. This boy would pick up on what she was doing immediately. That was for damn sure! There would be no chance for a second attack.
Carl was no dummy!
Tina was extremely curious about the boy and how much sexual instruction contact he might have had up to this point.
He was certainly handsome enough to have had someone make a pass at him already. She wondered if some gay guy had tried to pick him up during a shooting or indeed if another woman photographer, like herself, had gotten the hots for him and had followed through with her desires.
If she only had some guidelines with this boy. She wanted to know more about him, but there was no way to find out without giving her hand away and once that was done it would be too late to back out, if he wasn't going to be responsive.
This was a sticky situation, but on the same hand it was exciting. The challenge of the unknown and the adventure of it all excited the shit out of Tina and it was what was spurring her on.
She would have to rely on her womanly intuition, because the longer she looked at the young boy, the more she wanted him, and the weaker her resistance became.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The lights were turned on and so was Tina.
She felt that now familiar twinge between her legs as the juices of her womanly cunt began to squeeze out between her pussy lips and cover her pubic mound with gooey liquid.
The more she stared at the boy, the hotter she got.
The question of seducing him was out of her mind now ... it was definite. There was no way she could avoid at least trying to attack him sexually. She only hoped that he responded positively toward her. It would be extremely embarrassing, not to mention damaging.
All reason and conscience was once again cast to the wind.
Her lust was her only guide at this point, her surging desires and her longing for the taste of youth.
Unlike young Alan Evans, Carl needed no instruction once the lights were turned on and she stepped behind the camera. He was a pro, even at his young age. It was obvious he had been in front of the studio camera for quite a few years.
He moved around smoothly and professionally and he made the shots easy for Tina. He also made them come alive. She didn't have to coax the feelings out of him. He seemed to know just when to smile, when to look sad or serious. He was a natural model and his beautiful face and body carried through his every emotion perfectly.
He seemed to radiate sex, at least to Tina. It seemed to be coming off him like a spraying shower. Every movement of his lithe young body seemed to be calling Tina, just egging her on, begging her to attack, desiring her to make that all important first pass to find out if he would respond to her.
She felt he was luring her on with his winning smile and his seductive motions, but then ruled that possibility out. He was definitely just a young boy. It was his natural sexual attraction that was fooling her. He wasn't doing anything other than being himself and that was what was luring her into his web of sexual desire.
She didn't know how much longer she could hold out before attacking the young man.
The more she shot him, the more she wanted to shoot on him. She knew he was definitely old enough to reach a full-blown orgasm and she longed to taste his hot young boy-cum in her mouth and have it shot up her cunny.
She had always loved the taste of cum, and that had been something she had missed from Alan. He had squirted his tiny boy juices up her pussy and she hadn't been able to swallow them.
She wanted to taste that sweet gooey substance spurting out of an extremely young cock, and she had a feeling she would get the pleasure satisfied with this, her latest sex victim.
She continued to shoot the session, getting hotter by the second and not just from the bright overhead lights illuminating both of them. It was the sexual desires rising within her that was keeping her body temperature at an all time high.
She felt like she was out in the fucking sun she was getting so damn hot. She had to keep stopping and wiping her brow with a towel.
"Want to take a little break?" he suggested.
This surprised Tina.
She had thought she would be the one to suggest a break. She had become so involved in the sight of the beautiful young boy in her camera lens, that she failed to realize she had been shooting for almost forty-five minutes straight.
"Oh, yes. Gee, I'm sorry, Carl, I didn't realize how long I'd been shooting. Yes, let's take a break. Want a soda?"
"Sure, Tina, that would be nice."
Tina went over to the tiny refrigerator in the corner of the studio and pulled out two Cokes. She passed one to the boy who was sitting down on the sofa. She looked at him and smiled.
"Here's to a happy shooting," she said, and clicked her bottle against his.
"Here's to a great photographer and a pretty woman," the young man said and he smiled and looked her right in the eye.
Tina's heart skipped a beat as she gazed at the handsome young man. She began to wonder if he was making a pass at her, but then ruled it out once more.
He was too innocent, too young and inexperienced. He was merely being friendly. He was quite relaxed. This shooting session was nothing new to him and his relaxed and open attitude she had begun to confuse with a sexual attraction. She knew the sexual attraction was on her part and not his.
She didn't think he was turned off to her, but on the same hand she ruled out the possibility that he was making sexual advances toward her. He was just too fucking young for that.
Nevertheless, his friendliness was what was beginning to loosen Tina up. All she started seeing was green lights in front of her eyes. She felt all systems were "go" and she decided it was time to make her pass.
The most that could happen would be he refused her, and then she would have to try to talk him into not giving her little secret away. He seemed like a cool little guy and she hoped that even if he did reject her, he would be compassionate and understanding about her feelings and not go running from the studio telling his mother and Maggy she was a dirty old lady who propositioned him.
"So you've been modeling for quite a while, huh?" Tina said, starting the conversation again.
"Yeah, quite a while," he said, looking down at the floor, obviously lost in thought and memories of the previous work he'd done.
"Do you like it?"
"It's just a job to me now. I hated it at first, and then I was really digging it a lot ... but now, well, it's just a job. But I must say, I've never worked with such a nice photographer as you, Tina. You really make me feel good when I'm in front of the camera. How do you think the shots will corne out? My mother really wants some good pictures for this new portfolio."
"I'm sure they're going to come out just great.
You're a natural. All I have to do is click the lens, you're doing the rest."
"Ahh, gee, thanks Tina," the boy said, and blushed a little bit.
It was things like that that really got to Tina. He was quite adult in many ways, but he still had that boyish quality that had begun to turn her sexual appetite to an all-time high.
"How do you do in school?" Tina said, hoping to get the topic of conversation closer to a personal level.
"I get mostly A's, once in a while a few B's," he said. He wasn't bragging at all, merely stating facts, and Tina liked that about him.
For a young man with such an obvious amount of things going for him, both in sex appeal and in smarts, he was not pig-headed or egotistical at all. She wondered how long the innocent qualities would stay with the boy. It suddenly hit her that might just be the thing that attracted her most about young boy ... their innocence.
Boys this age hadn't developed great egos. They weren't stuck up, conceited, or demanding the way older men were. It was this naive quality that attracted her, and made them easy targets for the aggressiveness in her, something that had always been suppressed with her husband and the men she had dated before she had been married.
Tina liked to feel at least like an equal in any relationship with the opposite sex and that had always been denied her, especially with her fucking brute of a sadistic husband.
All men liked to be the dominators, the ones in charge, the ones giving the orders and demands. With young boys, she could be the one in charge or at least put it on a more even level.
Young Carl was going to be a challenge to her because of his obvious intellect and maturity, but nonetheless it was a challenge that excited her and not frightened her.
She would have him, one way or another.
"Do you play any sports?"
"Oh yeah, I play some football and basketball and run a little track."
"I bet when you get older you'll be on all the varsity teams," Tina said, not able to keep her eyes from running down his lithe young athletic body.
"I hope so, I really dig sports."
Tina suddenly had a great idea.
"Hey, Carl, do you have any sports pictures?"
"Sports pictures?"
"You know, shots of you doing exercises, or running or things like that."
"Well, no I don't. All the sessions I've done have been indoors."
"Well, we car recreate the same feelings if we work at it. I think with your body and your interest in athletics, that shots of this type would be perfect to represent your character in a portfolio, don't you?"
"Well, I've never really thought about it, but now that you mention it, I think that would be a great idea, but how would we go about it?"
"Well, did you bring a bathing suit or any type of athletic equipment?"
"Oh, shit, I didn't. My mother asked me what I wanted, and I just told her the usual. I have all kinds of pants and suits and tops, but nothing like that."
Tina was disappointed. She couldn't very well shoot work-out shots in conservative clothing, and she couldn't very well ask him to strip naked. That would be a little too forward. She wanted to work into the sex by way of the session, making it seem more natural, making it seem like it was something that just happened instead of something she had been planning even before she saw him earlier that day.
"Hey, wait a minute. I don't know if this would work, but I do have a jock strap. As a matter-of-fact, I'm wearing it under my slacks. I always wear it during a shooting. I have for a couple of years now, ever since my, well, ah, you know, ever since I grew up."
Tina watched him blush and smiled, but her heart was beating a mile a minute. The thought of seeing the boy in one of those athletic supporters, which left very little to the imagination and exposed the male body almost completely excited the shit out of her.
"Yes, yes, that would be perfect. We could do a whole session with you doing push-ups, and sit-ups. It would be like you were in a locker room warming up before the big game, or something like that. What do you think?"
"I think it would be great. My mom told me to try and get you to do some really unusual shots. She's been getting tired of the old standard shots most of the photographers I've been going to come up with. She really wants something unique for this portfolio."
"Well, this will be unique all right, and I think it's a great idea. You sure as hell have the body for it, you're strong and firm. I think you'll photograph really well in just the athletic supporter."
Just saying the words made Tina's pussy shake and quiver. She could feel the juices oozing between her cunt lips and staining the fronts of her black panties. She was wearing tight white slacks today, and she hoped that her panties held back the flow of womanly juices.
She felt even more excited than she had felt the night before with young Alan Evans. This boy was so much more developed than Alan. He still had all of the young almost virgin-like qualities of Alan, but he was more handsome, and his body was more developed. She couldn't wait to see his cock. She knew it would be small in comparison to a man's, but she had a feeling it would be much larger than Alan's, and much more delicious for her mouth or her pussy or, hopefully, for both.
She couldn't wait to get her hands on his flesh and she knew this type of shooting, with the young virile boy half-naked in front of her camera would be just perfect as a lead-in to a sexual confrontation. Things were working out better than she had expected and the greatest part of all was that the sex would come out of the session, seeming to be a natural outgrowth. That was very important if the boy didn't respond to her pass. It couldn't look like she had set him up, it just couldn't!
"Okay, why don't you get undressed and we'll get started."
"Sure thing, Tina," the boy said innocently.
Tina realized as he began undressing that she hadn't even asked him to change into one other outfit in the whole time she had been shooting him.
She had gotten so fucking wrapped up in his sexy appearance she had forgot she was supposed to be doing a series of shots with different outfits on.
Oh well, she thought, if the shots of him doing the exercises came out half as good as she suspected, Carl's mother would be quite pleased indeed.
She knew no other photographer would have ever suggested shooting the athletic young boy in a jock strap, but why not. His youthful innocence would make the shots anything but porn pictures. His age and boy body would carry it off beautifully, she was sure of it.
She got behind her camera and pretended to make some last minute lens adjustments, but she was really watching the boy undress with hawk eyes.
Slowly he lifted the tight white t-shirt over his head revealing, as Tina had suspected, an absolutely breathtaking body.
It was obvious he would be quite a fucking stud in a few years. His muscles were already beginning to show their true form.
He was still young, so they weren't nearly as developed as they would be in a few years, but nevertheless the signs were all there, the signs of a truly remarkable young male physique.
His belly had that washboard effect, and it was obvious that he did quite a few sit-ups to have gotten in that type of solid shape. His chest, although not overdeveloped, was clearly defined. His two nipples looked like they might be a little stiff, and were jutting out like tiny swords of flesh ready for battle.
His white pants were cut low on his waist, a few inches below his belly button, and tiny wisps of black pubic hair could be seen, just barely, at the very top of his waist band.
"Hey wait a minute," Tina yelled as the boy reached for the button at the top of his pants.
"What's the matter?" Carl asked, obviously surprised at her sudden outburst.
"I want to get some shots of you just like that. Actually, why don't you just model a little and then begin to slowly take off your pants. I'll get some shots depicting you changing before the big "game", okay?"
"I guess so, yeah, that sounds like a good idea. I've never done any pictures like this before, you think it's okay?"
"Sure, it will be just fine. I know your mother will love them," Tina said.
What she really was saying was that she would love them. She had decided she was going to start her own private collection of pictures of young handsome and virile boys. She would continue to do her private shooting sessions, getting the sexiest shots she could, but would keep the hottest ones for herself, turning over the straighter more acceptable shots to the boy's parents. She realized she could build up quite a little porno collection of her own fucking shots in not too long a time at all.
The boy returned to his model-like poses, as he nonchalantly began to move around on the canvas. He turned around so that his back was to the camera and stretched his long muscular arms over his head, bending them at the elbow so that his muscles flexed. It wasn't a muscle builder's pose, just a natural youthful movement that showed off his body in a very sexy and exciting way.
Tina began clicking the lens as fast as she could go. She didn't want to miss anything in this shooting. It was getting hotter by the second and she was convinced now that it would end up along the same lines as the shooting the night before with Alan Evans ... in some kind of a sexual entanglement!
After all, that was just what she was hoping for!
CHAPTER TWELVE
The lens was clicking madly, as the young boy in front of the camera did what he did best, pose and model. He kept on moving around getting into various poses, which to Tina, were nothing short of pure sexual excitements.
She knew the boy wasn't necessarily trying to be sexy, and that's what made him so fucking appealing to her. It was his youthful and zestful innocence that was getting to her, just like Alan's had done the night before.
She was getting hotter by the second as she kept the lens clicking a mile a minute behind her huge Nikon. Her womanly love juices were flowing freely now, but she didn't care. The only thoughts in her mind were those of sex seduction and sexual release. Her passions were rising to an all-time high and she couldn't let anything stop them, not now!
Finally Carl began to undo the buttons on the top of his tight white slacks. Tina moaned quietly to herself as he very slowly began to pull down his pants. He turned so that his back was to the camera. That was just perfect. That made it look like a natural shot, like he was undressing in a locker room instead of for the lens of a camera which he actually was.
Carl really had a feel for modeling. It was as if his experience had taught him what type of poses made the best shots in what particular situation. He was a photographer's dream and Tina knew how lucky she was, on more than one level, to have him in front of her camera.
Once she got him on the couch, she would be even luckier!
Slowly the athletic young boy pulled the white pants down over his ass. As the top of his ass cheeks were exhibited Tina gasped. She couldn't hold the sound back and the boy heard it.
"Is something wrong?" he asked innocently, looking over his shoulder and stopping the downward motion of his hands and his slacks.
"Oh no, I was just clearing my throat," Tina said, trying to cover quickly.
Her heart was beating madly.
That was a stupid thing to do, she realized. She had to be careful. If he got wind of where her head was and his wasn't in the same place, it would be a terribly sticky situation, one she didn't know if she would be able to handle, especially considering her over-worked condition.
She was hot as hell and eager as shit to fuck the young boy, but she would have to contain herself in until the time was right. Timing was of the utmost importance in a situation such as this and to rush things would be to blow the whole fucking set-up, and she knew it.
She had to watch herself every second, because what she really wanted to do more than anything else in the world, was to come out from behind the camera and go and pull those fucking pants and that jock strap off the boy herself, throw him down on the canvas, and jump on top of him, smothering him with her love and womanly passions.
That was out of the question she realized ... at least for now!
Satisfied nothing was going on Carl once again turned his back to the camera and continued pulling down his tight sexy slacks.
The ass crack became visible and the two huge round tight rock-hard ass cheeks.
They were pure white, accented by the dark color of his bronzed muscular back. What a beautiful fucking ass Tina thought, as she gazed at the cheeks as they came into full view.
She saw the thin waistband of the jock strap as it squeezed around his waist tightly, just above the top of the ass crack.
Her mouth watered as wild thoughts of sexual conquest and attack coursed her brain like bolts of lightening from a summer storm.
She was ridden with sexual hunger and her appetite was beginning to overpower her.
She only hoped she could contain herself a little while longer.
Shit, she thought to herself, this fucking boy hasn't even begun his workout yet. He's merely undressing! How the hell am I going to stand here and try to shoot this fucking film when he gets into his sexy push-ups and sit-ups. Oh well, I'm going to have to try.
Tina's mind and thoughts were saying one thing, but her heart and her drooling pussy were saying another. She wanted to lunge on top of him and ravage him savagely with her womanly flesh, but she couldn't, not yet. She just had to be patient and wait for the right opportunity and hope that it came before she lost her fucking mind, or worse yet, before she became so excited from just watching him that her orgasm flowed of her snatch hole without even having to touch herself.
She was so hot, that was definitely a possibility.
Carl bent all the way over to slip the tight pants over his bare feet and Tina could actually see the pink buttonhole that led to his ass canal. The sight took her breath away and she snapped the lens savagely, realizing that these intimate and lurid shots would never reach his mother's eyes, but they would most definitely be saved for her own private collection.
Tina realized also that she would have to buy her own chemicals and set up her own little dark room in her house. John wouldn't understand shots such as these ... no one would! She would have to sort out the acceptable film from the private porno collection and make sure she didn't give John or Maggy any of these "unique" shots.
She knew she could trip herself up if she wasn't careful and this was too good a fucking set-up to blow from carelessness.
Carl slipped the pants all the way off and then turned around.
There he was. Naked except for the tiny jock strap that kept his gorgeous cock from her view. The pubic hairs were all around the pouch of the strap in thick black tuffs. He was breathtaking to the older woman and she almost gasped again when she got a good long slow look at the front of his body.
"Well, here I am," he said innocently, a big smile on his face.
Tina immediately snapped the lens a few times, capturing that innocent and beautiful smile for her own collection.
"You are really a well-developed young man," Tina said, feeling it was only natural to respond to the boy's apparently rugged little body.
"Thank you, Tina," he said, blushing a little, and dropping his eyes to the mat. "What do you want me to do now?"
"You must work out at home by the looks of your body, don't you?"
"Yes, every day," the boy said.
"Well, why don't you just pretend you are all alone and you going through one of your work-out sessions. Forget I'm here and do what you would ordinarily do. Okay?"
"Okay, I'll try, but this is a little strange. I usually pose with my clothes on."
"Oh, you're covered." Tina said.
"Yeah, I guess you're right and besides, I think the work-out shots will be great. I know my mother will dig them. I don't really have many shots even in a bathing suit."
"Yes, they'll come out great. Now go ahead. We don't have a lot of time and I have a lot of film left to shoot and I'm getting itchy fingers," Tina said. What she really meant was that she had an itchy cunt, but of course she couldn't tell Carl that, not just yet!
Instantly the athletic young boy dropped to the canvas and began to do lightening-like push ups. Tina shot the lens fast and furious, catching the rippling muscles of the boy's arms and back as he lifted his long well-proportioned body up and down off the mat with the greatest of ease.
The more he got going, the more he began to sweat, and the more excited Tina became.
The sight of the young boy working out drove Tina out of her mind. She didn't know how much longer she would be able to hold without attacking him.
Th sweat began to pour off the young boy's body as he continued to pump his lithe frame up and down rapidly, using his strong young arm muscles to support the weight of his handsome virile body.
"Okay, switch exercises," Tina said. Her words came out quickly. She was out of breath, almost as if she was feeling the exercises right along with him. She knew the shots were going to be outrageously good and that his mother would most definitely dig them. She was also going to get some great shots for her own collection.
She had never really been into pornography before but now that her sexual appetite had been wet with the lust of young boys and now that she was back into the photography game, why not? It was a perfect setup to get a hold of some really hot shots of fine young men in various poses of undress and physical prowess. It was like opportunity knocking on her door and she would have been a fool not to cash in on the chance.
Carl was wearing himself out, but obviously had quite a bit of steam left. .
He swiveled over onto his back and rested for a minute.
His cock pushed the tight little jock strap way up in front of his firm flat belly. She had to hold back another gasp when she saw the outline of his cock. It looked to be about four inches long and fairly healthy, and if it wasn't stiff, it was sure on its way.
She wondered if it was just the physical exertion that was making the boy's cock stand up or if he was thinking about her.
She hoped it was the latter!
He slowly put his muscular arms behind his head and locking them in that position, began to raise his head and chest upward, bending at the waist and touching alternating elbows to alternating knees.
As he started his sit-up ritual, she noticed how his rippling belly muscles pulled as he raised and lowered his chest. It was an exciting sight and one that excited the living shit out of the horny older woman.
The bulge in the front of his jock strap seemed to get bigger and bigger the more sit-ups he did and there was no denying the fact that the boy now had a full erection.
It wasn't as big as a full grown man's cock, but it was quite a bit larger than Alan's, and she knew it was more than big enough to give her one hell of a good fucking right up her tight little dripping pussy.
She could hardly wait!
Carl continued his sit-ups. A little pool of sweat was forming in his belly button, and Tina wanted to go over and lick it up. His nipples were definitely stiff now and it was obvious he was getting excited from his work-out. She wondered how much of the excitement was sexual or just natural body responses to his strenuous work-out.
She had to find out.
She was too hot to continue shooting him, when she really wanted to be shooting "ON" him!
She walked out from behind her camera and grabbing a towel kneeled down beside him on the mat.
He had his eyes closed and didn't even notice her next to him until she placed the towel on his chest and began patting the sweat from his virile young body.
"Ohh," he said, obviously a little startled.
"I thought we'd take a little break. I don't want you to overdo it," she said.
"Oh, I do a hundred of these suckers every day. I've just started."
"Well, I'm getting tired just watching you. Here, let me rub you down."
"Okay, gee, thanks Tina," he said.
He stretched his arms over his head and relaxed his well-muscled little physique.
Tina began to slowly rub the towel across his torso. She watched the boy close his eyes as she rubbed his flesh. She began to move the towel down lower on his body so that it was over his rippling belly muscles.
She glanced down at the already huge bulge in the front of his jock strap and saw a little jerking motion. Now she knew he was responding to her suxually and once again, as the night before, all systems were "go".
"Oh, that feels so good, Tina," the boy said, his eyes still closed.
Tina's heart skipped a beat.
It was time to make her move and she was scared. She wanted him to respond positively to her sexual attentions and didn't know what she would do if he had a negative response.
"You have such a fine young body," she said, holding her breath as the words slipped from her lips."
"So do you, Tina," he said, opening his eyes and gazing up at her with an innocent but interested look.
Tina didn't say another word.
She slowly lowered her head and kissed him on the forehead gently but firmly. When he didn't move away, she kissed him on the cheek. He still didn't move and she lowered her lips to his.
She was happy to find his mouth open and ready when her lips met his and then they began kissing passionately.
It was obvious that the boy had had some sexual contact. This was definitely not his first kiss, he had done it before.
He wasn't great at it, his innocence still shined through which she liked, but he did have more going for him than young Alan from the night before.
It was a combination of some experience, youthful innocence and an obviously high degree of eagerness and willingness to learn.
Just the right combination for her to prey upon.
Tina felt the juices starting to gush out of her pussy as she continued to kiss him. Their tongues started wrestling together, as the saliva flew back and forth between their mouth cavities.
The boy reached up and put his arms around her neck and Tina slipped her arms under his. She crawled on top of him and spread her long shapely womanly body out on him like a sex blanket.
He responded eagerly by grinding his hips upward, pushing his jock-strapped crotch against her moist damp pussy area. Her slacks were well stained now from the excitement and flowing juices of her snatch and she knew the boy would be able to feel this moisture.
She hoped it excited him.
It did!
He began to kiss her harder and harder. She wondered now if he had ever fucked before. She hoped not. She was happy that he was a slightly experienced kisser, but she did want to be the first woman he had ever plowed into. That was important to her. She had to be the leader, the teacher, the very first one. It meant a lot to her.
She broke away from his sucking lips and the saliva dribbled out of their mouths.
He was a hot kisser and he had gotten her extremely excited with his young eager mouth.
She began to kiss his ear, jutting her tongue in and out of the little cavity with lustful thrusts. She let some of her own hot saliva pour into his ear and he moaned his obvious sexual delight.
She was getting to him all right, and she knew now it was just a matter of time before their sexual escapade would be under full swing.
"Have you ever made love to a woman before?"
The words just came out of her mouth. She couldn't stop them, but she had to know. It would govern her approach with the boy and determine exactly how she would attack him sexually.
"No, I haven't," the boy panted and arched his neck way back so that she could get at the underside of his neck and kiss it, which she did immediately.
"Well I want to make love with you and teach you how," Tina said to the virile young man.
"Yes, please teach me, Tina, I want to learn. I've been jerking off the past year or so, but I want to learn how to fuck. I want to learn it all. Please, please teach me?"
"Yes, Carl, I will," Tina said.
Now everything was set. He had asked her for the sex lesson, which was something she needed to hear. It helped to ease her conscience if she could get her young male partner to actually ask for the instruction, like she had gotten Alan to do the night before.
It made her feel less like a dirty old woman, less like she was the one doing the attacking. It seemed to put them more on the same plane, even though she was still the obvious wise one when it came to sexual expertise and experience.
There was no more need for talk, not right now. They didn't have that much time and with this young stud, Tina could have easily used the whole fucking day.
There was so much of his virile athletic body to explore and so many things she wanted to do with him that she hardly knew where to begin.
She started working her way down over the nape of his neck, kissing and sucking the tender flesh, but making sure she did not leave a hickey.
That would be something that would be impossible to explain to his mother, for damn sure.
She jumped off him suddenly, remembering she was still dressed and feeling the need to rid herself of her tight pants and her blouse.
She quickly took her blouse, bra and pants off, leaving her panties (which were well soaked by this time) covering her crotch.
Young Carl watched her with wide-eyed amazement as she did the fast but sexy strip right over him. She wasted no time in jumping back down on top of his beautiful young body.
She ground her pantied crotch up against his jock-strapped crotch and he responded by pushing his hips upward. She was beginning to feel the size and width of his cock and although it was only a boy cock, she was getting the idea it was quite healthy. It was certainly big enough to fuck the shit out of her, which was all she cared about.
With her young boys, Tina didn't care how big their cocks were. It was only important that they could get them stiff, and that they desired her.
Both of these ingredients were already present in this fine specimen of a young man.
Once again Tina began her southward journey down the boy's sweating hot flesh. She licked up all the sweat and enjoyed the aroma and the taste of it. She fooled around with his arm pits, jutting her tongue quickly in and out of her mouth in a snake-like fashion, licking up his underarm perspiration and swallowing it lustfully.
He giggled as she did this, but kept his arms stretched over his head so she could have her way with him. He was giving his body completely over to the woman. He was a little scared, a little nervous, but he trusted her, and he was desperate to learn the many ways of woman-to-man love. He knew Tina was going to be one hell of a teacher and the best possible way for him to learn.
Once again Tina felt like the teacher, the instructor, the role she loved to play when it came to sex. She was the one on top, the one in charge, and that was the way it had to be. That was what made it so much different from making love with a big fat hairy old man. They always had to be the boss or their masculinity was threatened. This way was much better for her and gave her a much higher feeling sexually.
She inched her way to his chest and took one of his stiff little protruding nipples into her mouth. She bit down on it, testing to see how much pain he wanted to endure. The harder she chewed on the piece of stiff flesh, the more positively he responded, so she continued her attack with savage enthusiasm.
She slid her sucking mouth and saliva-dripping tongue back and forth across his chest, biting first one nipple and then the other.
Her own spit mixed with his sweat and she kept licking it all up, relishing the flavor and aroma his body was giving forth.
He began to writhe about underneath her and she could feel the stiffness of his young virile boy cock. She couldn't wait to get her mouth on it.
She slid down to his rippling belly muscles and immediately licked up the pool of sweat in his deep belly button just as she had wanted to do when she had been behind the camera shooting the young boy exercising.
Her dreams were coming true now and she was happier than she had ever been before in her life.
Carl was just the right combination of innocence and eagerness to make him an absolutely perfect partner for her special sexual needs and desires.
She bit the top of his jock strap, pulling the elastic band up from his firm flat waist and then letting it snap.
Carl moaned as the band slapped his belly. He liked being treated slightly on the rough side and it was exciting Tina to treat him like that.
As she continued to slap the elastic against his belly, she reached up and began toying with his nipples, pinching them harder and harder. The more she did it, the more he began to moan and writhe about. This boy had S&M potentials, she realized, and that thought excited her.
She liked the dominating feeling she was getting over him and it spurred her on to wilder thoughts of passion and sexual conquest.
Suddenly the young boy reached down and began fondling her breasts. He was awkward at it at first, but Tina encouraged him by moaning loudly. She wanted him to know how much she needed his attention and he soon became more aggressive.
He began pinching her nipples and she was doing the same thing to him.
The two were really going at it. Tina suddenly moved up on top of him and shoved her right tit right in front of his face. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the huge breast in front of him.
"Suck it," she said softly, "please, I want you to suck it."
He waited for a few seconds, and then opened his mouth and tentatively took her nipple between his lips.
"Harder, try to do it harder," she screamed.
He began kissing her breasts savagely from that point on and Tina threw her head back like a wild filly as the young boy's inexperienced but eager mouth covered her breasts and went to work on them.
He began chewing and nibbling on her breast and she thought she would lose her fucking mind her pleasure was increased to such a highly erotic and passionate degree.
She had to taste his cock now. The foreplay had gotten her too hot to wait another second.
She turned around so she was in a sixty-nine position, hoping that when she started to suck his beautiful boy cock, he would return the favor by licking her pussy. If she couldn't get him to do it on his own, she would surely encourage him in one way or another.
She climbed on top of him so that her huge tits were rubbing against his still sweating thighs. He was sweating from sexual excitement now, not exercise.
She shoved her pantie-clad crotch right up against his face and then without hesitation or further delay reached under his rock hard smooth ass and pulled down the tight-fitting athletic supporter.
His cock sprang out from beneath his jock and she gasped when she saw it.
The cock head was bright purple and the smooth velvety shaft was long and thick. It was a healthy four inches or so and although far from the biggest cock she had ever laid eyes on, it was perfectly shaped and formed and a delight to look at.
She knew it was going to be even more of a delight to eat it, so she went to town immediately.
She shot down under his shaft and grabbed both of his love balls in her mouth and began sucking on them feverishly.
Carl moaned out like a wild animal as she pulled the balls into her eagerly sucking and lapping mouth. She kept a steady supply of her hot saliva pouring out of her mouth cavity, keeping the balls well covered and keeping Carl in a constant state of excitement.
She began to writhe about on top of him, pushing her pantied crotch right up against his face. He finally got the message and began tonguing the front of her panties.
He reached around and grabbed her ass, squeezing her huge womanly buns with his finger tips and then started pulling the front of her panties down with his teeth.
She lifted off him so he would be able to work them off her. As he pulled them all the way down over her feet, she did the same with his jock strap.
Now they were both naked and nothing was in the way of their mutual goal ... to make each other cum!
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Tina kept grinding her crotch against Carl's mouth and he finally jammed his tongue up into her pussy. He began licking the juices that were flowing freely from her love hole and Tina moaned out her obvious delight.
She let his balls fall out of her mouth and slipped her sucking lips over the tip of his cock head. There was a tiny pool of pre-orgasmic cum oozing out of his piss slit and she quickly flicked it into her mouth with her snake-like tongue, swallowing it and relishing its taste and aroma.
It was obvious the boy was very excited and she was the cause of it. That made her feel very good inside.
She had him under her love spell now and there would be no turning back, not until they were each extremely satisfied, and had shot their respective loads into one another, in whatever way they decided to do it.
Tina had wanted him to fuck her originally, but now she didn't care.
She was getting so fucking hot and excited with this mutually satisfying sixty-nine they had gotten into, she didn't care if he fucked her or not. Besides, she didn't know how much more of this erotic tonguing she would be able to withstand before she came anyway.
She was hotter than she had ever been before in her whole fucking life and her orgasm was not far away at all. She was close to juicing her womanly fluids at any second.
She plunged her mouth all the way down to the base of his healthy boy cock, sucking it into her hot wet mouth like a wild woman.
Carl screamed out with a pleasure moan as the woman attacked his little fat penis.
She began sliding up and down on the shaft savagely and at the same time Carl began to flick his tongue against her quivering little stiff clitty.
The juices gushed out of her gaping cunt hole and he proceeded to lap them all up just as fast as she could shoot them out.
He was turning into quite a proficient little lover and she knew her lessons were working well. It was she who was spurring him on, making him feel relaxed and giving him the opportunity to develop his inborn natural male instincts.
His sexuality was developing and growing right in front of her eyes and it gave her a very proud and elated feeling of accomplishment.
The harder she sucked his little boy cock, the more furiously he sucked away on her clitty.
He was shoving his tongue deeper and deeper into her cunt canal and continuing to lick up all the juices that were flowing freely out of her snatch, like a running faucet.
The couple was getting quite involved in their sexual activity, so involved that they both forgot all about the time and any other reality other than the one they were creating together.
Carl's mother was due back at any moment, but they didn't care. All they were concerned about was their own sexual pleasure and the heightened feelings of pure lust they were bringing one another.
They were making sexual music together now, as the chorus of their emotions swelled to a crescendo.
Suddenly Tina decided that yes, she did want him to fuck her.
This was just too good an opportunity to pass up. He was more than willing to cooperate with her now and his cock was much bigger than Alan's, and besides, she had told him she would teach him the many ways to make love between a man and a woman.
She didn't think that sixty-nine was enough of a lesson, even if it was the very first time he had experienced any form of sexual contact with the opposite sex.
She wanted to give him his money's worth, so to speak!
She pulled off his cock and her mouth made a loud slurping sound as it slipped from his well-lubricated pee-pee.
He moaned as her saliva-coated tongue gave one last flick on the very top of his cock. He hated to see her stop, but he assumed that she would ' shortly get into some other form of equally satisfying sexual endeavor.
He was right in that assumption.
She lifted her cum-dripping crotch away from his face and rolled over onto her back.
"Climb on top of me, Carl, please!"
She sounded almost desperate.
The boy obeyed her immediately.
He spread his lithe young frame over hers, pressing his muscular chest into her huge womanly pleasure bumps, feeling her stiff projecting nipples pierce his flesh.
He ground his cock up against her soaking-wet pubic mound and Tina groaned with sexual delight and passion. She was hot all right, there was no two ways about that!
"Please, fuck me," she said.
Carl looked at her with a pleading look, as if to say "help me, I don't know what to do".
She picked up on his message, and slowly took his stiff little cum-oozing cock in her right hand and guided it into the bulls eye of her love nest.
She groaned as the cock tickled her clitty, parted her cunt lips, and dove right up into her cunt canal.
She reached around the boy and grabbed his two round rock-hard ass cheeks with her fingers. Digging her fingernails into his flesh, she pulled his lower body forward so that his cock shot all the way into her.
She kept pulling until she felt his little love-sacs banging up against her oozing pussy mound. She knew he was all the way in.
Even though he didn't fill her half as much as a full grown man's prick would have, he did fill her more than Alan did, quite a bit more, and she was quite satisfied, quite satisfied indeed. "Now push it in and pull it out, come on you can do it, you can do it," she told him, uttering words of encouragement.
Once he got over the initial fright of what he was doing, he relaxed a little and enjoyed the tremendously exciting feeling of the woman's tight wet cunt walls engulfing his little boy cock.
The more he relaxed the more excited he became, and soon he was plowing his four-inch boy cock in and out of her with a fury that surprised him.
Tina began slapping his beautiful bottom with her open palms as he crashed his cock up into her time and time again.
It seemed the harder she spanked him, the more savagely he thrust his cock up into her cunt hole. Tina began to shake and quiver all over.
She kew she would not be able to withstand this turbulent little fucking boy plowing in and out of her for too much longer.
She had been ready to cum when he had been licking her pussy and tickling her stiff dripping clit with his tongue, but now that he was actually fucking her the way a man would do, she was losing her fucking mind.
Tina was more excited than she had ever been before in her life and she thought she would go crazy. She just couldn't hold it back any longer.
"Oh, I'm starting to feel real funny, Tina, what's happening, the young boy moaned, never letting up with his thrusting in and out motions for a single second.
"It's ahhh, it's, well, it's called orgasmmm," Tina managed to mumble out, as her own orgasm began to flow.
As her cunt began to contract violently, gushing out seemingly gallons of womanly fluids, and covering the pummeling pecker completely, she felt little gushes of hot cum flowing out of the tip of Carl's cock and knew he was reaching his first real man-to-woman orgasm ... and it was inside her!
The realization that she had made him cum in a way he had never experienced before, excited her so much that it made her cum all the more.
The two of them stayed locked together, writing about on the canvas like a couple of wild animals in the fucking jungle.
Their cum gushed and shot and they rolled together in blissful ecstasy. They were so wrapped up in what they were doing together, they didn't even hear the knock on the door.
There were a couple of knocks on the door, and then Maggy and Carl's mother opened it and walked in.
That was obviously the end of Tina's job at Maggy's.
She left town the next day in total disgrace, and didn't stop driving until she was three hundred miles from the place.
She settled once more in a little town called Rockwood, had set up her own place, and once again had started shooting pictures of little boys.
Having her own place she felt sure would enable her to carry on her illicit affairs without being caught, as long as the boys she seduced could be trusted, and so far, they had all been very reliable.
Young Buddy Brewster had just left, and looking in her calendar she realized she had one more appointment that day, a boy nine years old named Bobby Wilcox.
She had never photographed a boy this young and wondered if she would feel the same sexual attraction toward him as she had the slightly older boys.
Oh, well, there was only one way to find out! There was a knock on the door, and she answered it, excited as hell!
