Children, especially the young just beginning to burgeon into manhood-or womanhood-have a distinct appeal to many grown, mature people. I do not mean the innocent, protective appeal which many older men and women feel-either through maternal or paternal instinct-towards youngsters. What I am saying is the sexual appeal of a youngster attracts many men and women and sometimes brings great mental injury to those connected.
When most of us think of a child seducer, immediately an image is formed in our minds of a elderly old man-a lonely old man-with a somewhat senile mentality. This image could not be more mistaken. Actually, most child seducers are not elderly at all. Many are in their twenties or thirties ... and a number are in their late teens.
The sexual appeal of a child is questionable among most of us They are still growing, still filling out. Many children from the age of twelve to fifteen or sixteen are nothing but arms and legs, gangly and awkward creatures at best. True, there are many exceptions, as there is to many rules. Who has not seen the fourteen-year-old beauty prancing down the sidewalk in an extremely abbreviated pair of hot pants or a revealing bikini? Who has not seen the ripe fullness of a teen-age girl, a girl quite aware of her blooming sexuality and desirability? Or, perhaps, a young boy of thirteen, who has already begun to develop the powerful muscles of a potential tackle or guard? These children are the exceptions.
No one can deny the appeal of their fresh beauty ... their sleek and rippling young muscles ... their jaunty and knowing attitude in today's society. There is a definite appeal there ... a sexual appeal.
Why should a mature person desire sexual relations with one so young? That question is debatable. Many authorities feel it is due to immaturity on the part of the seducer, that he or she cannot function satisfactorily in a relationship with one their own age. This may hold true in many cases-but not all.
As one young girl of twenty-two said, "I've had it with men my own age. All those bastards think about is getting their cock in my pussy and squirting off ... and I'm way up there on the cloud! They leave me dangling, ready to come ... then they quit! That's why I prefer a young boy around fourteen or so. They're interested in me ... not themselves. They want to know about a girl ... about her pussy ... her tits ... her ass. They want to examine and play and probe and touch ... and I don't have to worry about getting my orgasm. They have wonderful staying power ... and can fuck all night long!"
That was only one answer of many.
As mentioned above, most of us think of a dirty old man as a child seducer. Hardly anyone considers the female of the human species to be a seducer of children. Yet, the female sensualist is just as strong in her sexual desires for a younger boy or girl as the men ... and many times they are more forceful and dominating in their seductions.
Girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice ... boys of rails and snails and little puppy dog tails. That saying is one of my favorites, and it pains me to know this is not true. I am of the old-fashioned school of thought concerning females. I, and so do many others, prefer to see a sweet young thing in frilly skirts and pleated blouses, and many times long for the days of crinoline slips and full skirts. But, alas, those days are gone.
We still have many females around today who are sugar and spice, but they are far and few between. The female liberation movement, although quite appropriate in some respects, has no place in trying to create a race of unisex between two very and pleasing sexes. Man is man ... woman is woman. I am concerned with equality for men and women, but I am not concerned with wearing the same clothing, hair styles, or competing in sports events with a female. I prefer my competition to be with man and my sexual drive and sensitive emotions to be with a female.
Today, with the sexual liberation going on among us, we find females are no longer satisfied to play the role of passive acceptance to a man's dominant position. Sexuality is in full bloom, and the girls are finding it exciting and fun. This is good, as far as I am concerned. Two people, entering into a sexual relationship, should make the experience beautiful and meaningful, each cooperating as much as they can. It is healthy to be honest in your desires, and honesty in something as pleasurable and satisfying as a relationship with a warm, eager female or man, is much more conducive to emotional and physical well-being than a bloody war such as in Vietnam.
In the cases of this work, you will understand some of the emotional satisfaction of the female species involved in sexual relations with boys and girls younger than they are. This is not to say the female seeks out only the young teenager as a sexual partner, but that they use them for various reasons, and sometimes along with their equal-aged partners.
You will find females with a strong voyeuristic syndrome ... females with intense spermaphagist desires ... girls who prefer the genitals of younger girls ... analysts' ... self-stimulators with a tendency toward exhibitionism.
We cannot question the desires of these tormented females unless we question first our own emotions. Society sets the standards by which we all live and work and play ... and society is us-the people. If there is something wrong with the habits of some men and women in respect to their sexuality, then we must search society to find out what caused it.
Laws govern our sexual attitudes toward the young, as it should. But the laws are out-dated, out-moded, and are desperately in need of further study. For instance, a man can be sent to prison for a very long time simply for copulating with an underage girl. The age of the girl varies by state, as young as fourteen in some, as old as eighteen in others. These laws, which protect the female or growing boy, should remain on the books, but there should be some flexibility. For instance, today it is not at all unusual to see a girl of fifteen or sixteen who has all the physical and mental capacities of a full-grown woman. How is the man to know if he is confronted by an aggressive young thing for a sexual liaison? He isn't, unless he first checks her birth certificate and driver's license. Even then, he doesn't know for sure.
But what of the older female who approaches a young boy or girl for the specific needs of sex? They, too, can be jailed, of course. What we are to read in the following chapters will concern those older females and their young lovers. I, personally, do not condone many of the acts performed, but I feel wise enough to try and understand, which I sincerely hope the reader will try to understand also, before casting the first stone.
James Wilburn Los Angeles 1972
CASE ONE
Karen is a bright, pretty young girl of twenty-four. She lives at home with her mother and father, and has no plans for marriage in the near future. Indeed, she does not have a prospect for marriage or dates.
Her lack of dating concerns her mother and father greatly. As Karen was growing up, she was popular in school and dated five and six times a week. Her popularity was only partly due to her prettiness, partly to her bubbling personality, and most, because of her willingness to indulge in sex with her dates from the age of fourteen.
She is a tall girl, standing almost five feet, eight inches in her bare feet. Yet she is small boned which creates a slenderness to remind one of a gentle reed bending in the trade winds of Polynesia. Her hair is almost raven in color, her skin transparent to the point where her veins can be easily seen. Her eyes dark and glowing, seemingly with a smoldering quality that lights up at the mention of sex. She is intensely sensual, yet tries to conceal the fact from men her own age or older.
Karen has no desires to become involved in a sexual relationship with a grown man. Apparently, although it is not known for certain, she experienced a number of disappointing affairs during her growing years. Now, she works as a private secretary to the principal of a Junior High School. To Karen, this is a good thing. It exposes her to the firm, young bodies of the boys; boys fourteen years old. Why this particular age is also unknown, but her sexuality has been set on that age.
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"I have no preference," Karen said. "Whatever they want to do with me is fine ... as long as I get my kicks, too."
"At first, I didn't have this particular desire for young boys, but when I went to work at the school, seeing all those sweet, hard bodies, well ... it turned me on."
"Of course, I wasn't a virgin when I started working there. I'd been through the whole bit ... fucked, sucked and corn-holed! I've been forced to suck a man's cock off ... even forced into swallowing his come. At first I hated that ... drinking his come, I mean. Then, after I had done it a few times, I started liking it. No, I don't mean I enjoyed being forced into sucking a cock-I didn't. When I take a cock in my mouth, I want it to be of my own free will.
"When I was still in school, I ran around with a boy older than me. He was a real mean bastard. I don't mean that he hit me or anything like that. What I mean is that he had feelings only for himself. He was concerned only with his cock ... what he could do with it ... and that wasn't very much, let me tell you! Stick it in and right away he was coming! He couldn't fuck me worth a shit and always left me hanging there, on the verge of a climax. Still, for some reason I stayed with him for about a year.
"His cock was the first one I sucked.
"We were at this drive-in movie, and he was feeling me up as usual. I liked for a boy to feel me up ... play with my tits ... touch my ass ... my pussy, that sort of thing. Even though I think about sex almost constantly, I still require a certain amount of what you call foreplay. He wasn't much of a feeler ... a touch here, one there, and down with my panties.
"Well, we were at the drive-in when it first happened. I had been going with him about three months by this time, and all he had done previously was fuck me. About half way through the movie, I found myself drowsy, and his hands on my tits weren't doing much for me. I sort of laid down on the front seat, with my knees pressed against the back and my head in his lap. I had on a pair of shorts and a blouse that night, so he couldn't get to my pussy very well.
"I wasn't any hotter than usual, but in a dreamy kind of state. I was enjoying the way his hand cupped and squeezed my tit, and when I laid down with my head in his lap, he kept on playing with them. I knew he had a hard-on because I could feel it bulge up from his pants, and that's where I had my cheek. Maybe that gave him the idea, I don't know. Anyway, when he ran his hand down onto his crotch, I moved my head a bit, thinking he was going to adjust his prick into a more comfortable position. I was already resigned to being fucked after the movie was over, because that was the way our dates usually ended.
"Well, he didn't adjust his cock ... he pulled the fucking thing out! As hard as it may seem to believe, I had never actually touched his prick. Not once in the months he had been fucking me. Now, here it was just a few inches from my face. Of course, it was dark, but not that dark. I could see the whiteness of his shaft, and I was certain I could feel the heat of it as that huge thing throbbed. I looked at it, my cheek on his thigh and the steering wheel at my head, and thought it was ugly ... sticking out of his pants that way.
"In a few minutes, he took my hand and placed it on his cock, wrapping my fingers around it. I was surprised at the size and hardness, and the powerful throbbing that seemed to come from it. Holding my finger's around his cock, he started moving my fist up and down the thick shaft. I found myself enjoying what I was doing, and when he removed his own hand, I continued to jack him. I could feel a bit of warm, sticky fluid on my hand and knew he was very excited.
"For some reason, I had the sudden desire to see what his balls looked like, and I lifted my other hand to reach in and pull them out. My boyfriend-you know, I can't even remember his name-shifted around some and then I had his balls in my hand. They were very hairy and loose feeling, and I wished there had been a better light so I could really get a good look at them. I played with them while I jacked his cock with my other hand, and that was what made me start getting hot. I could feel the juices seeping from my pussy, soaking the crotch of my panties and I was sure my shorts were getting wet, too.
"I wanted him to put his hand between my thighs and sort of press his palm against my cunt, but all he would do was feel my tits ... run his hand down over my hip ... caress my thigh, then back at my tits again. Then he said something that surprised me. 'Kiss my cock, Karen,' he said, putting his hand on the back of my head and trying to force my lips against his prick. I didn't want to do anything like that. God ... he pissed through that thing! I wasn't about to let him put it in my mouth! But he kept urging me to kiss his prick, trying to bring my face closer to it. Of course, I resisted. I tried to keep my head back, tightening the muscles of my neck ... and it was useless.
"As my face came closer to his prick, the feeling of nausea rose up in my throat. I tried to tell him I didn't want to do this, but he wouldn't listen to me. The next thing I knew, my lips were pressed against his cock, and although I tried to prevent this with my hand, it didn't do me much good. I could feel his hairy balls on my cheek, and his cock was hard and hot at my lips. I clenched them tightly, and the son of a bitch started rubbing my mouth up and down the bottom surface of his cock. That sticky juice was smearing my lips and cheeks, and I whimpered with fear. I tried to struggle ... to make him turn my head loose, but he had his fingers in my hair and was twisting it so much my head started hurting.
"I didn't have any desire now ... not to touch him ... see his balls ... or have him touch my pussy. All I wanted was out of there ... out of his car and away from that filthy cock of his.
"I squirmed around and instead of getting my mouth away, I only succeeded in making him more excited. The next thing I knew, he had my lips almost over the tip of his cock. I could feel the juice dripping from it and had the insane impression he was starting to piss! Can you imagine such a thing? Here I was, a girl that had been fucked on numerous occasions, and I thought his pre-lubricant was piss! Shit ... I was a dumb twat!
"It wasn't long before he had the head of his prick pressing on my closed lips, and all the time he was saying, 'Suck it, Karen ... suck my cock ... take it in your mouth and lick it ... make me come, Karen ... suck my prick ... suck it and make me come in your mouth.'
"He pressed hard, and I opened my lips to protest, which was a mistake. I no sooner parted my lips than I found myself with a mouthful of hard, throbbing, dripping cock! Damn ... I thought my lips were going to split at the corners! Of course they didn't ... but his cock was so huge, so thick, I just knew he was going to injure me in some way. Fortunately, he didn't take long in coming.
"Still afraid, not knowing what he was doing to me, he moved my head back and forth for a few moments, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth as if it were my cunt ... fucking me like that. I was in a state of emotional shock, you might say. Anyway, I didn't use my tongue or my lips. I was totally passive to what he was doing. My mind was racing with thoughts of what I could do to stop this brutal rape of my mouth ... with thoughts of him coming in my mouth ... what could I do if he suddenly started pissing ... and came to the conclusion there wasn't a damn thing I could do except try to relax my mouth and hope he wouldn't hurt me.
"Then it happened.
"After a few more strokes of his prick between my lips, he started squirting his come out. At first, I thought he was pissing ... and my stomach recoiled with nausea. My belly churned and rolled and I had to swallow ... not to drink down his come juice, but to fight back the bile that came up. Naturally, this automatic reflex of my throat caused his come to run down my throat. It was salty ... saltier than anything I've ever tasted before, and it burned the back of my throat. I could feel his cock-just the head was between my lips now-throb and lurch as he came, and I thought it would never stop. I mean ... he was gushing his come into my mouth like a water hose ... squirt ... squirt ... squirt. Then I had this gagging sensation and I choked. Some of his stuff went down my wind pipe, and I couldn't breathe for a moment. He pulled his cock out and pounded me on my back while I struggled to breathe. His come juice that I still had in my mouth seeped out and ran down my cheek onto his pants. That pissed him off, and when I sat up, he accused me of getting his pants dirty. I told him, 'You rotten bastard! Don't you know the difference between a pussy and a mouth?' All he did was laugh.
"About a week later, we were parked in front of my house and it was about midnight. He wanted to fuck me, but I felt we were too close to my house and was afraid my parents would catch us. When I refused, he told me to suck him off again. Right away, my stomach rejected such a thing. I told him I wouldn't do such a thing again, but the bastard grabbed my head and once again I found myself with a mouthful of cock against my will. It took him longer to come this time, and when he finally gushed it out into my mouth, I was surprised I didn't gag and choke as before. Maybe it was because I was over him instead of sideways, I don't know. Anyway, he held my head and made me slide my lips up and down his cock ... but I wouldn't use my tongue! I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. If he wanted to fuck me in my mouth, I wasn't going to help him.
"After I had swallowed his come, he patted me on my ass and said I'd make a damn good cock sucker with a little more experience. I jumped out of his car and went into my house.
"I suppose you might say that night was when I began to finger myself. Of course, I was familiar with masturbation ... what girl isn't at that age? But up till then, I had only messed around with myself. Then, after I went to bed that night, I began to think about what he was making me do. I didn't want to become a cock sucker ... I enjoyed getting fucked. Anyway, thinking about how much I hated sucking on his cock and how he was too fast to come when he did fuck me, I found myself getting hot.
"I pulled my nightie up around my waist and started playing with my cunt ... pulling the hair ... rubbing the clitoris ... sticking a finger in and out of my pussy ... that sort of thing. The hotter I became, the more I wanted to get fucked. I threw the sheet from my body and lifted my knees up, then brought them down to my tits and reached one hand around my ass. I plunged two fingers into my snatch and started finger fucking furiously, using my other hand to pull and pinch my sensitive clitoris. Needless to say, I came off pretty fucking fast.
"I started masturbating almost every night after that, and it was always with images of being fucked by a cock that stayed hard forever. I would vary my technique a little, using the handle of my hairbrush or some other object that was round and long. I enjoy particularly the deep penetration, not so much the clitoral stimulation like some girls do.
"My dates with my boyfriend were very frustrating experiences. He no longer made any pretense of wanting to fuck me. His desire was for me to suck him off, and I grew to dread the dates. Finally, after about a year of going with him, I broke off. For six or seven months, all I had done was suck him off. I was no longer repulsed by doing it, but I didn't like the idea of being forced ... and he always forced me. I suppose, if he had allowed me a choice in the matter, I would have sucked him off on occasion, provided he would fuck me afterwards.
"Then I started dating a man already out of school. He was about seven or eight years older than me, and right away he started me sucking his cock. Not once did he fuck me ... his bag was getting sucked off-just like the stud I had stopped seeing.
"My relationship with this guy lasted only a short time. He preferred his girls to be aggressive in giving blow jobs, and I wasn't that way. I no longer struggled against it, but I wasn't cooperating, either.
"I went through a series of love affairs after that, each one seemingly more terrible than the last. I began to believe every man on earth wanted nothing but getting his cock sucked off. Then, I met this boy who was about fourteen years old-I was twenty, I think. He was kind of shy and looked so lonely ... my heart went out to him.
"When I showed some friendliness toward him, he reacted by devoting all his free time to me. He was in school, of course, but when he got out at the end of the day, he always came by my house bringing flowers or some small cartoon he had drawn in school. He was very good at writing poetry, and he wrote many about me.
"At first I didn't connect a sexual feeling toward him, and I don't really think he felt that way about me. Then, one of his poems seemed to do something to me. I mean ... when I read it, I became aroused for some strange reason.
"He never hung around long when he brought me a poem. He would hand it to me and run off down the street, kind of embarrassed. This poem told me an awfully lot about the boy. He wrote how beautiful my hair was, my eyes, my face, lips and body. Maybe it was the way he described my body that set me off. He compared me to a fresh spring breeze in a green meadow and said my voice was a melodious brook flowing over shining pebbles. Well, after I read that note, I couldn't resist the urge to masturbate myself furiously. There was nothing sexy in the poem at all, but it strongly triggered my sensuality.
"While I masturbated, I visualized this young boy in my mind and pretended that my fingers were his. I tried to touch my pussy the way he would do it and it seemed to make the pleasant sensations that much better. I enjoyed a tremendous orgasm, too. It was one of the best I had ever brought on myself and from then on, when I used my hands on my pussy, I would think of him.
"Strangely, I didn't try to visualize what his cock looked like, or how it would feel entering my cunt. All I imagined was that my fingers were his ... and I'd pop like a firecracker on the Fourth of July!
"Then one day I was in a pair of extremely short shorts and a middy blouse when he came by. I was outside working in the flower beds-my parents were gone for the day and I was alone.
"For a while he didn't say anything, just stood and watched me dig into the dirt. I knew he had come up behind me, and I had the sensation that he was staring at my back. I turned and smiled at him, and he shuffled his feet nervously, casting a shy glance at my exposed thighs. It was an intensely warm feeling I had, knowing he was interested in my thighs. I stood up and asked him if he wanted to come into the house for a glass of lemonade and he followed me into the kitchen. That was when I began to think of him in a sexual way. Oh, I don't mean I suddenly wanted to run off and finger fuck myself as before. I mean I was thinking of how nice it would be if I could get him to fuck me.
"He sat at the kitchen table, drinking his lemonade while I washed my hands in the sink. I could feel his eyes on my tightly-clad ass cheeks and couldn't resist the overwhelming urge to tease him a little. Standing with my legs slightly parted, I arched my ass outwards a bit so it would emphasize the swell. I heard a small, almost inaudible gasp come from him and smiled to myself. I knew he was interested then.
"I started placing my weight on first one foot, then the other. I've seen girls do this, and it makes their ass cheeks jiggle and move in a very erotic motion. While I was doing this, I began to wonder how I could get the boy to make the first move. I rejected all my ideas as being too forceful ... too brazen. I certainly didn't want to frighten the poor, sweet thing off.
"Finally, I turned and faced him, looking down at his lap. I could see the bulge in his cock as it swelled along his thigh. He noticed where I was looking and kind of blushed. He squirmed around in the chair and attempted to conceal his hardening cock. I smiled at him and asked outright, 'Are you excited! Does it please you to look at my body?'
"He flushed with embarrassment and didn't answer me. I asked him if he really thought I was like a fresh spring breeze and he nodded his head in a positive manner. I moved toward him and cupped his chin in my hand, lifting his face up so I could look into his eyes. He was very nervous and his cheeks were tinged pink. Then I leaned down and pressed my lips to his, kissing him as though he were my lover instead of a friend. His mouth was moist and soft beneath mine, and I ran my tongue out to lick it over his lips. He was breathing hard now and I could feel his breath come hot over my face.
"After I licked his lips, I pulled my face away and asked, 'Do you play with yourself very much?' At first he didn't answer, but his embarrassment became more noticeable. I laughed softly and told him I knew about boys ... that they played with themselves often. I mentioned that it wasn't wrong, and that a lot of girls did the same thing. He was surprised when I said that, and in a stammering voice, asked me, 'Karen ... d-do you d-do th-that?'
"I told him I did it frequently, and then in a bolder tone, 'When I play with myself, you know what I think about? I think about you!' His eyes opened wide with surprise, but I could see the delight shining through. He told me he didn't think older girls did such things, let alone young ones. I asked him if he had played with girls before, and he said he had tried but none would let him. 'I'll let you play with me,' I told him.
"When I said that, I glanced down at his lap and saw his cock lurch with a powerful spasm. I took his hand and led him to my bedroom. I knew my parents would be gone until very late that night, but I didn't know how long the boy could stay with me. I wanted to do it fast so it wouldn't arouse anyone's-especially his parents-suspicions.
"I sat him on my bed, then I removed by blouse and bra. He stared for a long time at my naked titties, and I cupped them and squeezed them while he watched me. I even leaned forward and offered one of my nipples to his mouth, but he pulled back. It wasn't because of fear, but because he had no experience with a girl at all. He was afraid he would do the wrong thing and he didn't want to make me mad, the sweet thing. 'Go ahead ... suck it,' I told him. 'You're supposed to take the nipple in your mouth and suck it ... you know, like a baby would do.'
"He looked at my tit for a moment, then he let me stick the nipple in his mouth. He sucked on it, but he didn't know how to do it the right way. Still, it made me feel real good. While he sucked on my tittie, I spread my thighs and kind of pressed my palm against my cunt-hard. I must have whimpered from the pleasure because the boy pulled his mouth from my tit and asked if he had hurt me. I told him no, that it was only because it felt so good. He saw where I had my hand and his eyes opened up very wide. He stared at the way I was pressing my palm into my still concealed cunt, and I rubbed it up and down for him. I reached down into his lap with my other hand and stroked his swollen prick at the same time.
"Once he was used to my hand on him that way, I knelt in front of him and pulled the zipper of his pants down. I reached my fingers inside his open fly and found the warm cock pulsating with eagerness. I wrapped my fingers around it and pulled it free. God ... it was the most beautiful cock I had ever seen in my life! The kid's prick was long, very long ... not thick, but sort of slender. He had been circumcised, a fact of which I was glad. The smooth head of his prick gleamed in the daylight and the small slit at the center was dribbling a clear substance. I liked the way the head swelled and rose to a ridge just before the hard shaft. Holding my fingers around his cock, I pressed my fingertips to the head and brushed the moisture around. He was very sensitive on the tip, and his cock jerked as if it were going to erupt at any time.
"I asked him if anyone had ever jacked him off before. 'Has a girl ever felt your cock?' I asked him. 'Have you ever jacked off with another boy. I mean ... you jack him while he jacks your prick off?' He shook his head negatively, and I asked if he would like to have me jack him off.
"He was very excited now-and so was I. My pussy was twitching and quivering and the crotch of my panties were soaked. He nodded his head to my question and I started to jacking my fist up and down his prick, holding it very tight.
"Maybe it was due to the excitement of having a girl do it to him, but whatever it was, he wasn't long in coming. I felt his cock swell up even more so and then it started to spurt the thick white globs of juice out. The first squirt flew almost a foot from his cock, landing on my naked thigh. Then, something seemed to come over me. Before the next glob of his come could shoot out, I leaned down quickly and wrapped my lips around that deliciously smooth cock head. I continued to jack my fist up and down his prick and let him finish his come in my mouth. I swallowed every fucking drop of that sweet stuff, and when he finished, I leaned back and smiled up at him. His mouth was open and his eyes were huge. 'Why ... why did you do that, Karen?' he asked me. 'Because I wanted to, darling,' I told him, not knowing myself why I had done it. 'Will you ... will you do it ... again?' his voice was shy and hesitant.
"I laughed in a teasing way, petting his deflated prick gently. 'You poor boy ... you sweet, darling boy! you don't know anything about sex ... or girls, do you?' He shook his head. 'Then I suppose I must teach you. Would you like for me to teach you about sex, darling?' He nodded his head eagerly. I stood up then, and removing my shorts and panties, let him stare at my naked body. It made me feel good, too, to have a young boy look at me that way. I walked around the room, letting him see me from all angles ... my titties jiggling ... my ass swaying ... my cunt grinding and bumping like a stripper. His cock became very hard in short order, which pleased me very much. My pussy was having a fit to get that lovely cock inside. I told him to take his clothes off ... all of his clothes. He did so, but he was still quite nervous. Once he was naked, I had him lay back on my bed. I wanted him on the bottom with his cock standing straight up in the air.
"I crawled onto the bed with him, and played with his cock and balls for a while. He reached out a tentative hand and stroked one of my naked thighs, and I told him he could feel me all he wanted ... stick a finger inside my cunt if he wanted to do that, too. I spread my legs wide for him, and leaning over and holding myself up with one elbow, I lifted one of my legs and crooked it at the knee, letting him look at my hair-rimmed pussy all he desired. He ran his hand over it and when he pinched gently at my inflamed clitoris, I almost experienced an orgasm then and there.
"For a while we satisfied ourselves with just playing around. I jacked him a bit ... rolled his balls in my hands ... kissed his cock head a few times ... licked his hard, throbbing shaft ... even sucked gently on his balls. He stroked his hands into my cunt hair ... felt around my clitoris ... touched at my ass cheeks ... probed a finger into the crack of my ass ... caressed my inner thighs ... then finger fucked me a bit. God ... it was heaven ... absolute heaven! At last I was with a boy who wasn't interested in just getting his cock sucked off. Although he had not forced me to suck up his come, I had done so of my own volition, and that made it pleasurable to me. I was more than willing to suck him off again, and would continue to do so, provided he never tried to force me.
"After a few minutes of this mutual touching and exploring, I asked him if he wanted to fuck me. "Ohhh, Karen ... that would be wonderful! I've never fucked a girl before, but some guys who have said it was the best ... the greatest thing that can happen to a guy!' I moved up and kissed him on the lips. He trembled with anticipation, and I lifted myself to my knees. I threw one leg over him and squatted on my heels, my cunt just an inch or so above his upstanding prick. I grasped it by the base with one hand. 'Use your hands to pull my pussy lips apart,' I told him. He reached down with warm, eager hands and spread the lips of my cunt. I leaned over and looked between our bodies, watching as I lowered my naked ass down to his prick. The smooth head slipped easily into my over-ready slit. I couldn't hold back the low moan of pleasure as his cock went deeper and deeper into my cunt ... stretching the lips wide. Then I was sitting directly on top of his cock, my cunt hair tangled with his cock hair. It felt so wonderful, I just sat there for a moment and squirmed my naked ass back and forth, feeling the way he filled me. His eyes were closed and I knew the enjoyment he was receiving was equal to my own.
"Using my thigh muscles, I started lifting my ass up and down, fucking him in a slow, rhythmic motion. He opened his eyes when I started doing that, gazing at the way my cunt sucked and clasped his hard, throbbing cock. I lifted my pussy up and held just the tip of his prick in me for a moment, then I plunged my ass down-hard. I felt his hairy balls slap at my ass, and I reached behind me and cupped them. I ground my cunt against his groin, holding his balls up on my ass and let my titties jiggle as the pleasure took hold of my emotions.
"I started gyrating my hips as best I could while I bounced up and down, watching his face contort and screw up with the intensity of his pleasure. He placed his hands on my knees and started hunching his cock up and down, helping me fuck him. I became so overwrought by the pleasure, I fell forward onto his chest. He was shorter than I, and my titties were even with his face. I didn't have to tell him this time. He opened his lips and sucked one of my nipples deep into his mouth, his hands moving past my thighs ... over my swirling, bobbing ass ... and he gripped a cheek in each hand. Both of us were bouncing furiously now ... the sensations building higher and higher. One of his fingers was brushing around my asshole and it only served to intensify my passion. I was shivering and trembling as though a strong wind was tossing me about, and my pussy was clasping tightly to his invading cock. My tit in his mouth felt as if it was coming off my body. He was creating a strong suction on the nipple, and he was now using his tongue ... swirling ... licking ... nibbling. His cock felt like it was huge pole thrusting in and out of my steaming pussy ... bigger, even, than the grown men I had been with.
"Both of us were groaning now ... long, low moans as the pleasure grew into a mindless soft cloud. I could feel my orgasm bubbling like a steaming cauldron inside the pit of my stomach, and my cunt lips were gobbling at his cock as though they had a mind of their own. I had never been aware of this sucking-nipping action previously, but I was acutely aware of it now. It made everything so much better for me ... and later on, I found out the boys really liked it, too. It was an unconscious effort on my part ... muscular spasms or something. I had no control over the slit whatsoever. I must have yelped or something, because the boy stopped hunching up and down. I lifted my tit from his mouth and looked into his face. He was staring at me with a questioning expression, as if asking whether he had hurt me or not. 'Ohhh ... please, fuck me harder! I love it! I love to feel ... your ... sweet cock ... inside my cunt! Fuck me ... fuck me fast and hard! Ohhhh ... darling, darling ... you have the most beautiful cock in the whole fucking world!'
"He started moving again, and then it happened to me. I felt my orgasm rumble deep inside my stomach, then my whole body went stiff ... then I began to shudder violently as the explosion swept everything from my mind except the most intense pleasure I had ever known. 'I'm coming!' I screamed down at him. 'Feel my pussy ... feel it clutch your prick! Ohhh ... come with me, darling! Come in my cunt ... fill my fucking pussy with your come juice! Fuck me ... come in my cunt ... squirt it all over me ... in me ... Ohhh ... ohhhh!'
"I heard him grunt from some dim place in my reeling brain, then I felt his cock jerk once ... twice ... and the flow started. I was amazed to find myself triggered into another orgasm ... a more intense orgasm than the previous one. I grew and grew and felt as if I would burst into a zillion pieces of blood and flesh. He shot time and again into my slippery pussy ... and the thick juices dripped from me like molten lava. His hands squeezed hard into my ass cheeks as he thrust hard into my excited cunt ... and squirted and squirted and squirted. I didn't think his cock would ever stop hosing me, and his balls, tight against the crack of my ass were a never emptying reservoir of delicious, warm come!
"When it ended, at last, I slumped from him and sprawled at his side, too exhausted to move for a long time.
"I fucked that boy for the following six months, and he never failed to achieve a wonderful hard-on. He loved to have his cock sucked off ... and he was thrilled when I always swallowed his come. Of course, he enjoyed fucking me ... and that was what I wanted-to be fucked.
"Last year, when the opportunity to take this job at the Junior High school presented itself, I took it. It gave me a chance to be around young boys ... the age I prefer. At first I had no idea how to go about seducing the boys, but I found that was a minor matter. I had no idea the youngsters today were so aggressive in sexual matters.
"When I had been working as private secretary for about two months, the principal tried to make me. He's an old fart about fifty or so, and I had already had it with older men. I told him in no uncertain terms what he could do with himself. Of course, he didn't like that very much, but what could he do? He couldn't fire me ... I was hired by the school district. Sure, he could have taken it to the board, but what grounds did he have? He couldn't walk in and say he wanted me fired because I wouldn't give him a piece of my ass, could he?
"It was also about this time that a couple of the boys in school started paying some attention to me. I was thrilled, because they were young and hard-muscled. Both were on the football team, and they always found an opportunity to come by my office to say hello. I had a habit of wearing miniskirts to work, and they were always trying to sneak a peek at my thighs.
"One day they stopped by after school. I was alone-the principal had taken off early-and the school emptied pretty fast since it was a Friday. The teachers all had plans, like anyone else, for the weekend. Knowing I was alone with the two boys, I decided to see if they would be interested in me as a sexual partner.
"In my office there is a high bookshelf where text books are kept. There is a long ladder that slides back and forth on rollers, and while the boys were in the office with me, I made some excuse about having to get some books from the top shelf. One of the boys offered to get them for me, but I declined. I shoved the ladder to the center of the bookshelf, then climbed up, going higher than necessary and pretended to examine the titles. Actually, I was looking down at the boys without letting them know it. I was delighted to see they were both below me, pretending to hold the ladder still. They were looking up ... up under my short miniskirt.
"I was wearing nylons with a garter belt to hold them up, and a pair of pale blue panties that were as transparent as glass. I could see the gleaming of their eyes, and knowing they could see my ass cheeks through my panties, I spread my thighs a bit and let them have a look at my hair-lined cunt. I heard them suck their breath in at the view, and I noticed both of them were starting to bulge at the crotch. I smiled to myself and started down the ladder without taking any of the books. I made sure I stepped down in such a manner that they could see my ass and pussy ... kind of arching my ass outwards, you might say with my thighs spread as much as possible. As I reached for the bottom rung of the ladder, I pretended to stumble. I fell to the floor, sprawling so that my thighs flew wide, my skirt around my waist.
"I lay there, pretending I was stunned, but I was watching them from my slitted eyes. They gazed at my widely spread thighs ... at my pantied cunt that was revealed beneath the sheer garment. I saw both those cocks jerk maddeningly under their pants, and my pussy started getting moist. Then the two boys moved toward me after a moment of looking at my exposure. They bent to help me to my feet. I stood up, swaying a bit with my hand on my forehead. They helped me to my chair behind my desk and when I sat down, I slumped so that my skirt was around my hips. They asked if I was hurt, and I told them no, just shaken a bit. They didn't move away, but stood there looking at my thighs and the crotch of my panties.
"I let them look a bit longer, then I sat up and smoothed my skirt down. 'I hope you two enjoyed the show,' I said in a quiet voice. 'Do you have the habit of looking up teachers' skirts this way?' They shuffled their feet around but neither one blushed. 'Only if they have something to show,' one of the boys said. 'Well ... did you enjoy what you saw?' I asked bluntly. 'You're very pretty ... you know that, don't you?' the other boy said.
"I gazed at them for a moment, then smiled. 'Listen ... if it's getting a peek at a girl's pussy that thrills you ... what would you do if you had the chance to fuck her?' My bluntness didn't bother them a bit. They grinned at me. 'We'd fuck her, that's what we'd do!' One of them said, rubbing his crotch suggestively.
"I watched his hand move up and down his bulging cock, then said, 'All right ... you've got the chance to fuck me ... right here and now.'
"As I mentioned, they weren't at all bashful. Those two boys stripped out of their clothes so fast I hardly saw their hands moving. I grinned lewdly at them, then got up and went to the door. I locked it, moved to the window and pulled the 'venetian blinds. Then I removed my own clothes. Those two cocks were gorgeous! Both boys had full, heavy balls, and a lot of hair around the base of their pricks. One was slightly thicker than the other, but both were thick and long. I moved to them, nakedly, and stroked each cock in my hands. You can't imagine the thrill I was getting ... holding two cocks of those young boys in my hands and jerking them back and forth.
"They started feeling me up ... one caressing my tits with one hand, his other on one ass cheek. The other boy was playing around with my pussy, clutching my other ass cheek. God ... I was having the time of my fucking life! Those two cocks felt hard and stiff ... and I had the insane impression that they would stay that way forever and ever.
"After we had explored each other's genitals, I crawled onto my desk with my ass hanging over the edge, thighs parted widely to give them access to my burning cunt. One of the boys stepped between my thighs and brushed his swollen cock head up and down my moist, pulsating slit. I jerked my hips up and down with him, begging for him to shove that wonderful prick as far into my steaming pussy as he could. He sort of laughed, then I felt the head of his cock split my cunt lips. He shoved inward, and then I felt his balls bang moistly at the crack of my ass. He gripped my hips and started thrusting in and out of my clasping pussy energetically. I reached out one hand and wrapped my fingers around the other boy's cock and began to jack him off, my crotch swirling up and down to meet the rhythm of my boy fucker. I whimpered and groaned and thrashed around wildly, much to the amusement of those two kids.
"With the cock plunging in and out of my cunt that way, I suddenly wanted to suck on the other boy. 'Please...." I whimpered in a hoarse voice, 'let me suck you! Stick your cock into my mouth ... while your friend fucks me! Let me suck your cock ... and get fucked at the same time! Ohhh ... let me taste it! Please ... you can come in my mouth! I don't care! I don't care about anything except getting fucked and sucking cock!'
"They giggled at my lewd language, but the boy moved closer to me and I turned my head so I could get to his prick. I ran my tongue out and licked all over his cock while the other boy fucked me, then I opened my lips and let him shove his cock into my mouth. I sucked hard on it, keeping my ass moving up and down as the boy fucked into my cunt. Now, the boy who was thrusting his prick in and out of my mouth reached out and started squeezing and punching at my tits, and I sucked with an insane desire to devour his cock, balls and all right down into my stomach! I grabbed his balls in one hand and pulled hard at them while he fucked me in my mouth, my ass bouncing up and down and twirling round and round on the cock shoved up my snatch. It was the first time I had ever had two cocks at the same time, and I was reeling with an intoxication that was more powerful than any drug or alcohol. Every nerve in my body was raw ... pulsating with pleasure. My clitoris felt as if it were going to burst and explode like a nova star out of control.
"I was already in the clutches of orgasm, and I would no sooner finish the come, then another would start. I had no idea I was what you call a multiple-climax girl ... but there I was, having one after the other, and each successive orgasm was more powerful than the last. I was insane with passion, and I sucked so hard on the boy's cock that I actually drew it down into my constricted throat and almost swallowed it. My nose was pressed hard into his cock hair, his balls at my cheek. I washed my cheek with his balls as though they were a wash cloth while I tightened my lips around it, my tongue licking in a frenzy to draw all that thick, sweet come from him.
"I felt the cock up my cunt start to spew forth its come juice, and I whipped my ass in a furious circle of delight as I came again and again. I was moaning and whimpering around the thick cock in my mouth, and then he let loose a rapid-fire squirting that almost choked me. I gurgled and gagged slightly, but recovered so that I could swallow it all. I could actually feel his balls emptying in my hand, and I tugged hard at them to make all that delicious juice come into my mouth.
"The sensation of having a cock flood my cunt and my mouth at the same time is difficult to describe ... it can only be experienced. I pity the poor girl who has never had such an experience.
"After they had finished coming in me, the boy pulled his cock from my mouth and let me lick the remaining beads of his come from the tip of his prick with the tip of my tongue. Then we both watched as the boy pulled his cock from my pussy. The white stuff seeped out of my clasping pussy lips and rolled like hot rivulets down over my ass cheeks. I could not get up enough strength to sit up, so I lay back and stayed in my sprawled, obscene position for a while.
"Those two boys were awfully nice with me. After they had cleaned their cocks at the small sink in my office, then dampened a couple of paper towels and wiped my pussy clean, then my ass cheeks and inner thighs. By then I had recovered enough to sit up. I crawled from my desk and dropped into my chair, smiling happily at those two boys. We sat around my office about half an hour, staying naked, and discussed the things we could do with each other. There was no bashfulness or pretense on our part, either.
"Both of them told me that all they had fucked so far were girls their own age, but that I was by far the best fuck they had ever had. I didn't question them as to why they took an interest in me in the first place. I didn't want to spoil this wonderful thing that happened to me.
"I told them that I would let them fuck me anywhere ... as long as we were very careful. I told them that the principal had tried to get into my panties and they thought that was crazy. They even told me the names of the girls in school who they had fucked, and I was surprised to find one of the girls was a prissy little cunt who looked as if her cunt didn't stink. She was on the cheer leader team, but her attitude indicated total innocence and virginity. They said she was wild about fucking, but she didn't measure up to me. I was pleased by this, and the boys wanted to fuck me again, but it was getting kind of late and I didn't want them to get into trouble at home. I told them that if they could meet me at the school the next day-Saturday-then I would have the keys to the gym and we could lock ourselves in there and have a wild, fucking and sucking time.
"The next day, at the appointed time, I opened the gym and waited inside on the bleachers for them. They were late in coming, and when I had about decided they couldn't get away from home, they showed up ... with three other boys.
"At first I was pissed off because they had sworn not to tell anyone about me. Yet, here they were, five boys about fourteen years old, and all of them eager to stick their cocks into my body.
"I balked when they said they would take turns fucking me, or that I could suck them all off. But even as I protested, the whole idea appealed to me. The only thing I was worried about was if someone would slip and say the wrong thing. I knew I could be in a lot of trouble if anyone found out. After all ... those kids were children ... just small boys, and I was twenty-one-almost twenty-two at the time.
"They all swore that they wouldn't tell anyone else about me, and I finally agreed to let them fuck me. Happily, shouting and whooping like the children they were, they removed their clothes and started playing around the gym. I watched them for a moment, seeing all those cocks and balls swinging freely, muscular young ass cheeks rippling ... then I took my own clothes off. I joined them, and we scuffled and wrestled and chased each other, laughing and having one hell of a good time.
"Then the play turned sexual, as it was suppose to do. Those guys threw me down on the wrestling mat and I felt hands all over my body. I thrashed around and giggled childishly, grabbing at a cock here, a pair of swinging balls there.
"Finally, one of the boys got between my thighs and slipped his throbbingly hard cock right up my already moist cunt. That did it. I whimpered and clutched at his naked ass, spreading my thighs as wide as I could. I pulled hard at his ass, taking the full length of his cock into my hungry cunt. We started fucking furiously, and then I found my hands jacking on two cocks at the same time. One of the other boys leaned over my face and dangled his prick in front of my mouth, and I did what was expected of me. I sucked it in ... all the way until his balls were planted on my eyes. I have no idea where or what the fifth boy was doing ... I was too involved with four of them at the time.
"The fuck didn't last long ... everyone was too excited. The boy fucking me shot his load, then I suppose the fifth boy shoved his cock into my cunt and started thrusting in and out. I was, of course, having orgasm after orgasm and thrashing my naked body around in a frenzy, my mind whirling around in blind passion. I felt the two cocks in my hand start to squirt, and the warm come splashed on my naked titties, smearing them with the slippery, sticky juice. The one in my mouth erupted, and I swallowed until he finished. When they finally were through with me, I was a mess. Come juice covered my titties and even around my cunt hair, and the two loads dripped from my pussy in small streams. My mouth, although I had swallowed all the boy's come, still had the exotic taste.
"We stayed in the gym the better part of four hours, and by the end of that time, each one of those darling boys had fucked me once ... and I had sucked each one off. Let me tell you, I was one tired girl when we finished!
"I continued to fuck and suck those five guys, and at the end of the year, they graduated and went on to high school. It didn't matter, because the younger boys had come up to the ninth grade now, and I found plenty of them who were more than happy to fuck me.
"Then the fucking principal found out what I was doing. I don't know how, but he did. I was called in to his office and he told me right out that he knew what I was doing with the boys. I was frightened at first, and knew I was in bad trouble. Then he said he wouldn't say anything about me ... provided I would let him have some, too. He told me he had been wanting to have me for a very long time, and if I refused, he would have to report me.
"What could I do? I had to let the son of a bitch fuck me!
"He was a piss poor fuck, too. He shoved his cock in me, there in his office, took a few strokes and came off. Then you know what that old bastard did? He got between my legs and ate me! That's right ... he shoved his fat face into my cunt and sucked my pussy, even though it was filled with his filthy come juice. Maybe he's a frustrated cock sucker, I don't know ... but he sure as shit sucked his own come out of my cunt!
"I suppose you could say I'm caught in a way. I can still fuck all the boys at the school, but I have to let that mother fucker fuck me and eat my cunt whenever he has the desire. I don't like it worth a shit, but what can I do?"
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Obviously Karen has a serious problem. Her desire for boys of fourteen years of age is too powerful for her to quit working at the school. She cannot, as she states, stand the principal. Now, she finds herself in the position of having to give in to his sexual demands in exchange for his silence.
It is my conclusion that Karen is not repulsed by fellatio at all, as she initially stated. She has an aversion to being forced into the act, yet she willingly performs fellatio of her own free will. She insists that her pleasure-her sexual pleasure-is through copulation, yet her story shows a different picture altogether. She is not adverse to fellatio or masturbation with her young partners, and during my interview with her, she stated that on numerous occasions she has masturbated while the boys watch her.
She claims to have been the focal point in a mass masturbation with ten boys at the same time.
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"I was in the center of them," she said. "Naked, of course, and with my legs spread wide, I finger fucked myself while they jacked off, watching me. None of the boys were over fourteen, and one of them was twelve. They called it a circle jerk, and I can see why they do. It was fun ... but I enjoy getting fucked much better. And if I have four or more boys at the same time, then it's so much better for me!"
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Karen, I assume, will eventually have to face up to her desire for young boys and come to a sensible conclusion as to her life. She understands her sexuality, and she understands the social complications which could develop eventually if she continues in her pedophilic behavior. It is hoped she will use her intelligence and stop messing around with young boys.
As it is, she lives in fear that she will be discovered by her own parents. Boys of fourteen are always hanging around her house, and her excuse is that she is helping them with school work, but she is afraid her parents don't believe her. Although she does not indulge in sexual activity when her parents are in the house, she has come close to being caught on numerous occasions.
Until she resolves her desires, she will continue to live in fear of discovery.
CASE TWO
Masturbation often plays a significant role in many cases of female pedophilia. In some instances it is more exaggerated than in others, but it is always present in some degree. Essentially, masturbation is fantasy designed by the perpetrator for release of not only sexual frustration, but often is designed to help conjure up dim, subconscious memories, images that plague the victim. It can drive one to extremes, or it can be a kind of solace, a kind of sincere release of emotions that cannot be set free in any other fashion.
The masturbator, once he or she becomes "addicted" to this particular method of sexual release, will fantasize various sexual episodes to increase his or her desire. The habitual self-stimulator derives great pleasure in visualizing various scenes of erotic enjoyment, usually as a participant. The images that come to mind grow more intense as the pleasure increases with genital agitation, and often the mental pictures take weird and unusual forms. It is not at all surprising to discover a masturbator who starts off with a mental scene of an older person performing some sexual act-fellatio, cunnilingus, analingus, or copulation-only to have the scene flow into one of young children just prior to the sexual climax.
In the case of women and girls who are addicted to masturbation, it is often seen that they make a tremendous effort to translate their fantasies into a kind of pseudo-reality, that is to say, a reality that smacks of being both real and true, but in actual fact is anything but real and true.
The following case will illustrate the vast difference between phantomizing and fantasizing. But the reader must bear in mind the initial subject, that of presumably adult females seducing young girls or boys.
The case of Sherry and her particular sexual proclivities-that is, for young boys-will present a series of brief experiences, not one of which fails to point up interesting sexually erotic contrasts between this case and others presented in this volume.
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Sherry's first victim, if he may be called such, was Gene. He was twelve years old at the time. The boy lived with his mother and sister, Sue. Both Gene and Sue worked as child models, and Sherry was a first rate fashion designer. At the age of twenty-five, she was extremely talented and very pretty, but always held herself aloof from men her own age. She worked best with her female commdes in the advertising agency she had been with since her graduation from college, and a short post-graduate course in Fashion Design.
Her job with the agency earned her a great deal of money and she spent it wisely. She was never a spendthrift, and she loved her work. Sherry had no history whatsoever of psychic despair, that is, mental disturbance. She functioned wonderfully until the day she met Gene. She first saw his picture, selecting it from a batch of photographs ... and decided he was the boy she wanted in the advertisement the agency was planning.
Gene presented himself for the interview, and he was picked especially by Sherry to star in the layout. Gene was a sweet faced, handsome boy. He was strongly built, his legs were firmly developed, his boyish chest handsome. He was also a good model, behaving in the test shots just the way Sherry wanted him to behave, and he took her direction very well. It was immediately evident that Gene liked Sherry. He did just as she wanted ... never wavering a fraction of an inch in the pose she placed him.
Sherry's first sexual encounter with the young boy occurred in the dressing room. The fitter was measuring the boy for a particular costume, and he was sitting patiently semi-nude-wearing just his shorts-when Sherry walked into the dressing room. He gave her a friendly smile, which she returned.
The fitter had left, and Sherry was alone with the boy. She let her eyes examine his lean, strong body, and linger longer than normal on his thighs. She couldn't help but see those young boy thighs ... couldn't resist the urge to look at them, thinking how beautiful they were. Her heart leaped when she saw the outline of his young penis-long and slim-concealed beneath his thin shorts. The head of his penis was rounded, apparently smooth, beautifully tipped. Sherry gasped with a growing desire at the outline before her. Then she modestly drew her eyes away, flushing slightly as the heat steamed through her veins and seemed to settle at her crotch. She was aware of the immediate response of her vaginal lips and the moisture that suddenly began to seep forth. Then her eyes returned momentarily to his crotch, and she found that she could see his testicles, out-lined almost in detail the way his penis was by the thin garment. She was surprised at the thrill that rippled through her then.
She talked with him about camera angles and shots ... what he was to be wearing ... various other technical business. Sherry sat across from the semi-naked boy, with her knees crossed. She was wearing a clinging knit dress, and underneath, a bra and pair of nylon panties. She also had nylons on her slender legs with high heels on her small feet. While she talked to Gene, she noticed that he was looking at her with more than just a friendly attitude-more than just a critical appraisal of her beauty. The expression on his young, smooth face pleased her ... very much.
When she uncrossed her thighs, only to re-cross them, she let her skirt hike up to mid-thigh so that the creamy flesh of her thighs was visible above the sheer nylons. She noticed the young boy's eyes moved over her exposed thighs, then linger at the smooth, naked flesh. Her own eyes went immediately down to his crotch, and excitement leaped inside her body as she noticed the stiffening of his penis. She was thrilled that just the view of her nylon-encased thighs could bring a hardness to his organ, She had a frightening, immediate desire to see him naked ... completely naked with his lovely little-boy organ standing out firmly ... and his little testicles exposed to her burning eyes. She wanted to examine his beautiful body ... look it over ... explore it with her hands ... tease him by fondling his genitals ... and she wanted to do all this at her own leisure, not rushed. But how could she do this? For a moment her mind went over various possibilities, then she had an idea.
"Gene," she asked in a husky voice, "could you come to my house tonight? We can take some, well ... private test shots of you. I don't want the people here to know about it ... you know, I like to keep what I do, how I think, private. Do you think you can come when we finish this shooting?"
Gene smiled. "Sure ... why not?" he said. He was enraptured by the view of her lovely, slender thighs, and most of all by the creamy expanse above the darker portion of her nylons. He wondered if she always sat with her skirt hiked so high up that way. But then he realized she didn't when the fitter and a fashion coordinator came back into the fitting room. Sherry quickly smoothed her skirt down over her thighs, concealing them. Gene crossed his legs, trying to conceal his burgeoning penis. His organ had been growing harder and thicker during the time he had seen her thighs, and his testicles were throbbing with a dull ache. He had enjoyed tremendously looking up her skirt, seeing that bare white flesh while they had talked, and he was interested in seeing more. He wasn't at all embarrassed. He had been around models and other women since his mother first introduced him into the modeling business. One other aspect about Gene was that he hated his mother!
When the fitting was over and some pictures had been shot, Gene dressed. Sherry was waiting for him out in the lobby of the agency studio. She had to smile to herself about what she was planning. Even if the boy didn't come home with her, at least she would have his company for a short time, and this would give her immense pleasure. She couldn't stop thinking about his unusually large penis for a boy so young, or of his testicles. Somehow-no matter what she had to offer or promise-she just had to see this youth stripped to the skin ... see all of his naked beauty ... his cock ... balls ... and firm, muscular little ass!
Together they waited for the car to be brought from the garage. It was during this interval that Sherry planned her entire scheme for Gene's seduction.
Once inside the car, and behind the steering wheel, Sherry let her short skirt hike high on her slim thighs ... up to the top edges of her nylons. She wanted him to see her creamy smooth flesh, to create an interest for the shadowy triangle of her pussy. She sensed his eyes on her, and he was looking, she noticed, glancing from the corner of her eyes ... looking at her exposed thighs with intense interest. She felt the thrilling pulsations of her pussy, concealed as it was beneath the sheer material of her panties, and immediately she was aware of the seeping fluids. As she tooled the car expertly in and out of traffic, her pussy began to get wetter and wetter as her excitement grew by leaps and bounds. Her breasts seemed to swell even more so, thrusting out and slightly upward beneath her blouse. She could feel the sensitive nipples rub at her bra, and she thought she would experience an orgasm just from having the young boy stare so eagerly at her thighs. And with her anticipation, she became absolutely careless about her exposed thighs ... didn't care how high her skirt was, or how far it continued to slide as she operated the accelerator and brake pedal. It became almost bunched at her hips now, and Gene was gazing almost at her crotch with burning, lusting eyes.
Sherry stopped at a restaurant and they both had something to eat. She excused herself, saying she had to go to the ladies room. Then, once she was locked inside the small toilet, she lifted her skirt and slipped her flimsy panties from her rounded hips and thighs. Removing them from her feet, she stuffed the garment into her purse. Next she removed her garter belt and nylons, placing these articles into her purse along with the panties. Then, for some strange reason she didn't understand, she replaced her garter belt about her hips and let the straps dangle. She felt a sudden intuitive desire to keep this one article on.
After eating, Sherry paid the bill and they returned to the car. Once again she allowed her thighs, no longer encased in the sheer nylons, to be exposed to his young eyes. She felt his eyes on her legs all the way to her apartment, and her excitement continued to grow until the blood was racing insanely through her veins. She was shivering with anticipation, and the goose bumps traveled up and down her spine.
Finally they arrived at her apartment. When she parked the car, she told Gene she wanted him to call her Sherry ... that she didn't care to be called by her last name ... saying all her friends called her Sherry and that she considered Gene as her friend-her very good friend.
"Okay, Sherry," the boy said agreeably. He was quite happy, and although not one of the brightest kids in the world, he knew where the money was, and how his pretty face and handsome body earned this money. This is what his mother had taught him, and many male models have this same philosophy ... it has to be learned.
Going up in the elevator of the fashionable apartment house, Sherry said, "Do you have to be home at any special time, Gene?" She smiled her best at him, her eyes alive with hunger ... sparkling and twinkling with smoldering sensuality.
"No ... that is, I have to be home by midnight," Gene replied, but he was wondering just what Sherry had in mind. "If there's some work that you want me to do for you that might take longer, I guess I could do it. You see, my mother doesn't really get mad if I'm earning money ... she realizes that earning money takes a lot of time."
"Good for your mother, Gene," Sherry said. "It does take time to earn money ... it certainly does." She led Gene to her apartment ... the one at the end of the hall. Gene was very much impressed with the decor ... the lavish fixtures ... the comfortable furniture. What he liked especially was the bedroom which Sherry couldn't resist showing him. It was so feminine and it smelled of rich, exotic perfume. Hanging around here and there were all sorts of statues of naked men, and there were pictures of young boys-also naked-on the walls.
"I don't let just anyone in here," Sherry said, touching his shoulder tenderly, then leading him back into the mirrored living room where they sat together on a long, soft-leathered couch. Sherry sat at one end, and turned to face the twelve-year-old boy. As she did so, she crossed one knee over the other and again the young boy was confronted with a delightful view of her beautiful, slim thighs. Her skirt lifted until it was just concealing her crotch, but he could see beneath it enough of her mysterious secrets to make him want to see more. Then, as Sherry shifted her position slightly, he was surprised to see she had no panties on. For a swift moment, he caught a glance of curling, soft pubic hair, then he turned his eyes away modestly, flushing slightly.
"I would like to take some candid shots of your body, Gene," Sherry said, pleased with his slight blush. She reached over to the end table and flipped off the lamp. "I have a special camera ... it sees best when it's not too light in it's eye," she laughed.
Gene didn't mind at all ... he was used to being photographed.
"Would you mind taking off your clothes, Gene?" Sherry asked, keeping her voice in a professional tone.
"Of course not," Gene replied. "Should I use a room to undress in? Do you have a dressing room here? Or ... do you just want me to undress right here ... in front of you? Oh ... I don't mind, not really," he smiled at her.
"Certainly I want you to undress here," Sherry said, unable to control the throaty quality of her voice. "I don't have a dressing room ... does it matter that much? You're a model, Gene, aren't you?"
"Well, yes ... but I've never modeled nude before," he replied, his face becoming serious.
"Gene ... don't consider this evening a modeling session. I just want to get some idea of how you'll work in other layouts I've got in mind."
Gene stood up, convinced. Although he had never worked nude before, he knew other young boys who did. He removed his shirt, then he pulled his undershirt over his head. These articles he placed carefully on the floor. Sherry gasped, unable to hold it in as she looked over his strong, yet very young physique ... at his lean body ... his beautifully developed chest.
"Please ... take off your pants now, Gene ... then your shorts. I hope you won't be embarrassed being alone with me ... and you all naked?"
"No ... not at all, Sherry," he laughed, a nervous sound mixed with it. "It doesn't really matter, I suppose ... right?"
Sherry giggled childishly at him, then pursed her lips and blew him a kiss. Already her cunt was yearning ... steaming with desire ... just to get a peek at the young firmness of his cock ... of his young little-boy balls. She busied herself with setting up the camera ... adjusting lighting ... fixing the lens attachment.
When at last she looked up, unable to keep from it any longer, she could have fainted from the beauty of the boy before her. His body was the loveliest she had ever seen in her entire life. Her eyes went automatically to his cock ... and her mind blazed with desire. To her, it was absolutely gorgeous ... the most perfect prick in the entire world!
Her smoldering eyes lingered on the length of it pensively. She visually caressed it ... drinking it in ... thinking how pretty it was ... seeing the smooth head ... the lively, pink tip with that delicious appearing slit right in the very center. His penis was circumcised and the rounded head seemed to be beautifully carved from gently pulsating smooth marble. The fresh skin sloped upward to tip the point of it with an aesthetic sweep ... the shaft long, slim, but not too thin. And since his prick wasn't hard, but hung there limply between his thighs, it seemed cute and cuddly to Sherry. Her palms itched with the desire to reach out ... to stroke ... caress ... fondle it, to touch it with her fingertips ... to caress his fine, little-boy balls.
Gene's testicles were dangling between his strong thighs ... he had a nice little bush of pubic hair and the balls hung down nicely, almost hugging his cock base, and seemingly surrounded by the thick mass of curling hair. The ridge of the cock head now lay soft ... almost languidly against his thigh. Sherry's knees turned rubbery as she looked at the delectable morsel, and her pussy was almost in convulsions. Her breasts rose and fell as she gasped time and again from the sheer beauty of his genitals. She was increasingly becoming more passionate with each passing second.
"You're looking at me strangely, Sherry," Gene said. "It makes me feel funny ... the way you're staring."
What he meant, actually, was that his prick was starting to swell ... to get excited and it was all the boy could do to control his emotions, to stop himself from letting his cock grow hard. His balls were aching with his mental struggle, trying to keep his cock in it's flaccid condition. It was impossible because Sherry was looking greedily at it.
"Please ... I think your body is absolutely beautiful, Gene," she said, her voice low and throaty, "and ... I'm sorry if you mind my looking ... seeing you naked."
"Oh, no! It's not that so much, Sherry," he said, smiling a bit nervously, "it's just that you're ... well, golly ... you're a woman and I'm ... I'm just a little boy ... and you know what happens! Besides ... you're all dressed and it's doing funny things to me."
What the boy meant was that Sherry was now sitting with her legs apart, and he could see the dangling garter belt contrasting with the sharp whiteness of her smooth thighs. He could see, too, beneath her hiked up skirt, the shadowy hair of her cunt ... could see the way it formed a triangle over her lusciously sweet mound. He could see her bushy mound clearly as she raised one knee up, cupping it in her hands and holding it in that position, her eyes not leaving his prick.
"I feel as if I shouldn't be naked," Gene said, "and you still dressed. I mean ... golly, Sherry ... something might happen to me."
"What do you mean, Gene?" she said, not moving her eyes from his prick. "You aren't afraid of me, are you?"
"Golly, no!" he said quickly. "I mean ... golly, my ... my thing ... it might start getting ... well, hard! You know what I mean?" he said shyly, as he averted his eyes from her.
As the young boy turned somewhat, Sherry caught a brief glimpse of his naked ass cheeks, and the sight of his rounded, curved, boyish flesh further increased her passion. She loved to look at his naked flesh ... but she wanted more. She wanted to see him bend over ... she wanted to touch his sweet, young prick ... wanted to fondle it ... stroke it into complete hardness and make it nice and thrilling for him. She wanted to caress and play with his dangling balls ... they were so lovely to look at.
Her pussy was almost blazing with heat now. She even felt like going into the bathroom for a moment and masturbating herself to an orgasm, pretending she had to use the toilet. She knew she could have an orgasm in seconds ... that's how hot and aroused she was. Instead, she closed her thighs and began to rock gently on the couch while she fussed with the camera ... her eyes swinging from the camera to the lovely, naked, young body.
"Well, Gene ... suppose your little thing, your little prick, does get hard? What would it matter to us?" she said seriously. "I've seen lots of those little things, Gene ... but would you actually be embarrassed? Come here ... come close to me ... tell me, Gene, would it really matter?"
Gene blushed, but he approached Sherry on the couch. Now his cock began to throb, just from having her talk about it so openly.
"If your little cock became hard, what would you do ... I mean, what would you really do, Gene?"
Gene sat down next to her. Sherry leaned back and regarded him professionally, but her eyes smoldered and fell immediately to his slowly stiffening cock.
"Just let that little prick get hard, Gene," she said. "But ... what would you do about it?"
"I don't know ... what could I do? I'd just have to let it get hard, I guess. But ... Sherry," he sighed nervously, "wouldn't you mind?"
"Oh, my sweet little boy ... of course I wouldn't mind! How could you possibly think I'd mind?" she said pleasantly.
"Well ... it's going to get hard then, Sherry, unless you pull your skirt down a little. I can't keep my eyes from looking at your pretty legs ... and I can see, well ... I can see higher, too."
"Higher, Gene? What on earth do you mean?"
"I can see ... Golly, Sherry, I can see your ... your hair!"
Sherry smiled, then said, "You think my legs are pretty, Gene?"
"Golly, yes! I think all of you is pretty ... very, very pretty," Gene answered. Sherry looked down again, and sure enough the little boy's prick was beginning to burgeon into full hardness.
She wanted desperately to reach out her hand ... to caress the lovely shaft, but she knew better. If she was going to proceed with this seduction of the twelve-year-old boy, she had better proceed with caution. She sensed that she had a good thing going now, and she most certainly didn't want to frighten him off or hurry things too much. She could see that Gene's little-boy cock was now pulsating into firm power ... bleating ... begging ... crying with teardrops seeping from the small slit.
"If you would like to touch your little prick, Gene ... sort of pacify the thing a little, you can. I know that all little boys play with themselves, you know. They enjoy making themselves feel good by touching their little cocks. I won't mind at all if you want to play with yourself. I used to have a brother, you know ... he just loved to play with his little prick ... make it nice and hard ... stiff ... and I must tell you that many times I simply couldn't resist the urge to touch him, myself." Sherry paused, looking at him closely. "So, you see, Gene," she continued, "Whatever you want to do is just fine with me."
"I ... I think your legs are nice," Gene said, wanting to change the subject to something other than his cock. But, his little prick, nevertheless was now as stiff and rigid as it would ever be in his lifetime ... poking up ... throbbing ... pulsating. He wanted so much to place his hand on it, to jack it with his tight fist, but he didn't dare, even though Sherry had not only given him permission, she was actually urging him to do so.
Sherry took several photographs of him sitting on the couch. She was careful to aim the camera at his head and shoulders, making sure he knew that she was not taking pictures of his upstanding cock and balls. She did this by giving him explicit instructions: turn your head a little toward me, Gene ... now turn the other way ... look directly into the camera.
Sherry's cunt was now so hot, so steaming, it was actually drooling and she could feel the warm, slippery moisture running down the smooth inner surfaces of her long thighs. She could feel the juices dampening the soft curling hair surrounding her pussy as she stood quite close to the naked boy now, snapping picture after picture, but in actuality, looking down at his pulsating, upstanding cock.
She wound the camera, moving it to a new frame. "Oh, Gene ... your little prick is so beautiful! Please, darling boy ... go ahead and touch it ... make it feel better. I can well imagine just how you feel right now. Please, Gene ... put your hand on your sweet little prick ... Sherry would love to watch you."
She sat down now on the couch. Once more she let her skirt hike ever so high on her creamy, white thighs. Then, after a smile at Gene, she spread her knees apart, feeling a delicious thrill shoot through her when she realized he was receiving an excellent view up her skirt ... at her hair-rimmed pussy. The thought of him seeing that pink slit, slightly concealed beneath the thick mass of pubic hair ... seeing her cunt pulsate and twitch, become moist ... the lips swelling and becoming even more creamy, well ... she couldn't resist the shiver of pleasure that rippled throughout her lovely body.
For a long moment, Gene hesitated, looking at her, his eyes burning under her skirt as the image of her grown woman pussy became branded in his young mind. Tentatively, he made a shy groping motion with his hand, then he had his fist wrapped around his throbbing little prick. He curled his fingers around the shaft ... his thumb crossed the smooth, strong, and ever so sensitive tip ... caressing it gently.
"Ohhh ... this makes me feel so good, Sherry!" he exclaimed. "It makes me happy you will let me do it right here ... with you in the same room. My Mother-if she ever caught me doing this-would whip my butt good!" he sighed, his fingers stroking up and down the rigid cock slowly.
"Do you like looking at me, Gene?" Sherry asked in a low, sensuous voice. "I mean ... do you enjoy looking at me while you're doing that to your sweet little prick?"
"Ohhh, yes!" he breathed heavily, his eyes moving up and down her slender, but exceptionally well-rounded body, then over her naked, exposed thighs, only to try and peek further up her short skirt.
Sherry watched the young boy's excitement grow, and decided she could move a bit faster now. "Would you like to see all of me, Gene? I mean ... everything I have ... just as naked as you are now?"
Gene's eyes widened with anticipation. "I've never seen a woman before, Sherry. I mean ... I've never seen a naked woman ... or one as pretty as you are." He was growing more heated with anticipation now ... with the idea of seeing her naked. He sighed heavily, his hand now working up and down his cock with swifter strokes, his other hand fingering his balls, finally cupping them in his warm palm. He felt no shame ... no embarrassment now, and was eagerly jacking off for her voyeuristic pleasure.
"Would you enjoy seeing my breasts, Gene? Would it thrill you to be able to look at my titties ... or would you prefer to just look between my legs? You're looking between them now, Gene ... which do you want to see? My titties or my ... my pussy?" She asked him, breathing just as heavily as he was now. If she succeeded in getting a positive answer from the young boy, then she could get on with what she really wanted to do ... to exhibit her naked body, tits, ass, cunt ... everything she had to offer to the young, excited boy, and at the same time, she wanted to feel her clitoris and finger fuck her own steaming pussy while he watched her and jacked off.
Gene sank back into the couch, his hand now jerking up and down roughly and out of rhythm on his cock. "Ohhh ... Sherrry, this is great! Ohhh ... it feels so good ... doing this in front of you! Yes, please ... I would like very much to see you ... see your breasts. I'd like you all naked ... like I am ... so I could look at you. But, Sherry...." his voice trailed off and he looked seriously at her for a moment, yet the passion in his young eyes continued to burn brightly. "You wouldn't tell anyone, would you? I mean, you won't mention what I'm doing here with you?"
Sherry leaned over then, pressing her warm, moist lips to his naked shoulder, her elbow brushing over the head of his cock while he continued to jerk his fist up and down.
"Of course I won't tell anyone, darling ... this is our secret. All ours ... all alone. I would never tell a single person, you sweet boy."
"Ohh, you're nice, Sherry ... awfully nice. If you won't tell anyone, it's okay, then," he replied. "But ... you have to promise me, Sherry ... cross your heart and hope to die that you'll never, ever, say a word to anyone."
Sherry kissed his shoulder once more, then pulled back and smiled sweetly at him. Standing up then, she tore her dress from her body with trembling fingers. Then she released the hooks of her bra, letting her swelling, resilient breasts free. She removed her garter belt, then sat down again ... absolutely naked ... next to the young, excited, and equally naked boy. She leaned over again, kissing him on the cheek, then she lifted his face upward to hers, and snaked her moist, pink tongue out to lick over his lips. "I promise you with all my heart, darling," she said, but she couldn't help but smile inwardly as she felt the boy responding avidly.
"Gene ... do you want to just look at me, or would you enjoy seeing me play with my cunt ... like you're playing with your sweet little prick? Would you like that, Gene ... would it make things better for you if I opened up my legs and stuck a finger inside my pussy and worked it in and out for you?" she asked, and without waiting for his answer, she parted her thighs wide, exposing the hair-lined slit for a short moment, then she cupped the dark bush with one hand.
She moved slightly away from the staring boy ... resting her back against the arm of the couch. With her eyes blazing with passion, she raised her lovely, slender thighs, crooking them at the knee ... then opened them wide, her heels almost pressed against the curving under surface of her swelling ass cheeks.
"Look, Gene ... look at my pussy. You look at my hairy cunt, and I'll look at your sweet little prick. We can look at each other and play with ourselves at the same time. Won't that be fun?" she sighed, watching his fingers dancing up and down the throbbing shaft of his marvelous, young cock.
Now ... watching each other-she looking at his boy-cock, he at her hair-lined, grown woman pussy-the two began to masturbate themselves furiously. Sherry's fingers digging into her moist, heated cunt, making sloppy, wet, juicy noises as her finger flew in and out of the clasping lips to soothe the dull aching need that had been pestering her cunt since she first saw the young boy in the office of the agency.
Gene's eyes became glassy as he stared at her, watched her fingers dip in and out of the slippery passage, saw the throbbing, sensitive clitoris peek provocatively from the nest of her pussy hair and silken flesh, his hand moving frantically now while the other one cupped and squeezed and massaged his balls. Sherry stared just as hard and lustfully as he did, her eyes on his hand movin up and down his cock ... the way he manipulated his boy balls....
Masturbating herself while watching a young boy perform the same sexual act, was one of Sherry's most powerful fantasies. That it was actually taking place with a young, handsome boy delighted her beyond all measure. She relished this opportunity to be naked, to exercise her exhibitionistic and voyeuristic nature, both doing what she enjoyed tremendously, and she wallowed in the sensual joy she was receiving as her fingers raced in and out of her clasping cunt lips, deeper and deeper as she watched him jerk at his cock. She moaned as her pleasure grew ... whimpered as her pussy twitched with impending orgasm ... murmured with the intense ecstasy as her own fingers pierced her pussy opening with a frenzy of yearning ... stimulating the rich, sensitive slit and clitoris of her genitals. Never had she been more passionate ... more aroused ... her senses more acute.
The boy's extremely appetizing cock was now fully erect as his fingers probed and prodded underneath his balls. His prick was so swollen ... so beautifully taut ... Sherry wanted to lean over and kiss it ... make love to it with her eager lips and tongue and mouth, but she held herself from doing this. She wanted to tickle her fingers over his gorgeous boy-balls ... to lick at them with her tongue ... to suck them into her mouth and nibble gently on the tender globes. She wanted to swirl her tongue over them ... to taste them ... to devour them ... to actually swallow those exciting boy-balls of his. She wanted to chew at them ... taste and feel the heat and yes, even the sweat of them in her watering mouth. She wanted to run her own hand over his throbbing little cock ... test the hardness ... feel the smoothness of his cock head ... taste the dripping semen ... swallow his cock down her throat.
But Sherry hesitated. She knew her seduction was going well, very well, but it could still be squelched if she made the wrong move ... the sudden move that would create a fear in the boy.
Her pussy was wild with excitement now, her breasts swelling up until the flesh was tight ... nipples erect and rosy. She continued to watch the young boy jack his cock with his fist ... and she continued to plunge her fingers in and out of her wonderfully exposed hair-rimmed cunt.
"Gene ... can you ... can you make your cock shoot off?" she asked him, her voice panting, her fingers moving insanely in and out of her dripping pussy. "Are you old enough to come, Gene?"
"Ohhh ... yes ... I am! I can make it shoot off!" Gene groaned in ecstasy, his hand working feverishly, his eyes melting into Sherry's eyes as he sweated, his fingers stinging ... thrilling him all over his naked body. Now his legs were spread wide apart, and suddenly his prick exploded as Sherry had raised one foot and placed it on his thigh, her toes tickling ... flushing his balls ... her foot pressuring ... her toes again creeping deliciously over his gorgeous, young, loaded balls.
Gene's pulsating cock swelled, jerked a few times, then the thick, white globs of his young boy semen squirted ... spewed forth the virile sperm of his balls ... coming from the slit of his cock with a powerful force ... smearing his hand ... white globs of his juice falling on Sherry's naked toes ... his hand moving frantically up and down his spurting cock swiftly as he heaved and thrashed in ecstasy. The last glob flew from his cock, landing on Sherry's ankle, giving her a warm, delicious tingle of pleasure.
"There ... didn't that feel simply wonderful, Gene?" Sherry asked, pulling her fingers from her dripping pussy with a soft, moist sucking sound. She sat up, watching his hand as he milked the very last drop of his come juice out of his cock ... which was still hard as a rod of steel.
The young boy's body was covered with a sheer of sweet. A blinding fury had shocked him into ejaculation ... he had heard himself scream softly as the furious sensations of pleasure thrilled his naked body and genitals. Never in his twelve-year-old life had anything felt as good as this.
He lay back, slumped in exhaustion. Sherry looked at him for a moment, then moved close ... put her hand on his now dwindling prick. She loved the wet, sticky-but slippery-feel of his come juice. She coated her fingers with it, even taking his one messy hand and drew it to her mouth, rubbing it all over her face ... her cheeks ... her nose ... her lips.
Gene opened his eyes and stared at her in absolute amazement. He couldn't believe all this was happening to him. Sherry was handling his deflated cock gently with her warm hand, fumbling her fingers down to his wet, sweaty balls now covered with the juice from his prick. She stroked them tenderly ... using her fingertips to give him pleasure.
"Ohhhh ... I love this, Gene! I love all this white slippery stuff that comes out of your sweet little prick. Do you mind if I rub it all over my titties?"
"Ohhhh, no! You're so nice ... I don't mind what you do, Sherry. Please ... do whatever you want," he breathed with burgeoning excitement again. "That was wonderful ... beautiful. I loved looking at you ... at your ... your pussy ... while I jacked off. And I loved watching you finger your cunt, too."
"Gene ... do you want me to put my mouth on your sweet little prick and make it nice and hard again?"
"Ohhhh, Golly ... yes! Ohhh ... I'd like that, Sherry ... I really would! Ohhh ... this is so much fun! Please ... can I do things to you, too? I'd love doing things for you, Sherry. I'm not stupid ... even if I am just a kid. I've always wanted to do things to a girl ... I think about doing things to a girl every time I play with my cock."
Smiling suggestively, Sherry moved down to the carpet on her hands and knees. She leaned over the sprawled boy, shoving her face into his still damp crotch. She pressed her lips to his soft prick, kissing him moistly. Then, with her tongue darting out, she licked at the semen, sucking it into her mouth and swallowing as her tongue traced a hot, moist pattern all around his genitals, After she had cleaned the semen from his cock and balls, she swiped her tongue around his thighs, moving so that she could lick the inner surfaces, and she soon had him clean of any semen. Then, smiling up at him, she dipped her face downward again, opening her lips ... and his cock disappeared inside her warm, wet mouth. Although his cock was limp and soft, she sucked hard at it, pulling her lips up and down as her tongue swirled furiously at the deliciously sweet boy-cock. She thrilled to the feel of his cock in her mouth ... to the boy taste of him ... to the way he grunted as she bobbed her face up and down. She loved this cock ... she loved the taste of his stirring prick ... and her hunger bubbled insanely.
Holding his cock between her tight lips, she used her hands to raise his feet up, then she placed them on the couch with his heels against his naked little ass cheeks. She drew his knees wide apart. Now, she let his cock slip from her mouth and she began to lick and suck with her lips at his crotch ... leaving moist traces of saliva on his inner thighs ... on his balls and cock, darting her tongue from his limp cock down the shaft and licking at his beautiful, tight balls which she would swallow into her mouth tenderly, sucking them gently ... then lapping with her tongue until she began to feel the fever raising all over again in the youthful cock and balls. Her tongue scrambled restlessly and greedily over his slowly stiffening prick.
Lifting her face, she peered up at him. "You see, darling ... I'm getting your sweet prick hard again ... with my mouth and tongue ... and when it's nice and hard, you can jack it off again, only this time I want to do something I've always wanted to do ... yet never had the chance before ... is that okay, darling?"
"Ohhh, Sherry ... I'd do anything in the world for you now! I'd let you do anything you want with me!"
She smiled lovingly at him, then began to lick up and down his thighs once again. His flat, hairless stomach rippled and heaved spasmodically as she created thrill after thrill in him. Her tongue lapped and licked across his thighs like molten fire, then her mouth opened to dive down on to his cock ... sliding her lips all the way down to the base ... the head of his prick slipping effortlessly down her constricted throat. Her mouth ... her lips ... her tongue, all combined to manipulate the hardening cock as it began to swell in her hot, avidly sucking mouth.
Pulling her lips from his prick for a moment, she said huskily, "Tell me, Gene ... tell me how much you like to jack off! Tell me ... talk like that to me while I suck this delicious cock of yours!" And once more she swallowed his prick, only to suck her lips up, away, and begin her insane lapping of his balls and crotch again, licking furiously at his sweltering, sweaty, saliva coated testicles.
"Ohhhh ... yes ... yes," he whimpered, his eyes watching her every move between his thighs. "I love to jack off ... I love to jerk my cock off and make it come ... make it squirt my come out of the little hole there ... I like to hold my cock tight in my fist ... and jack off!" His eyes blazed as he watched her head bob up and down, her tongue swirling wickedly but delightfully at his balls and cock, her fingers clawing ... her eyes devouring his young prick and balls ... now her hands seizing his balls and pulling them, and her mouth opening so she could stuff them inside. He watched her suck them for a moment, then she licked back up his cock, only to stuff it deeply into her hot mouth once more. She sucked him for a few moments, slow and gently, then pulled her lips away again.
"I'm going to teach you all about sex, darling ... all about hot, sweet sex," Sherry moaned as she began to chew on his cock head, her teeth nibbling down the shaft and under the base of his beautiful shaft ... her tongue lapping as her teeth had a wonderful feast on the soft flesh of his thighs.
"Oh, yes, yes! Teach me ... teach me everything!" he cried out, "I want to learn ... oh, so bad!" he squealed in delight, almost ready to experience another ejaculation just from the way her hot, moist tongue and lips were stimulating him.
Sherry then had the young boy roll over, placing him on his hands and knees on the couch. Kneeling behind him, she reached beneath his quivering stomach and wrapped her fist around his pulsating cock and began to jack up and down. She gazed for a moment at his ass cheeks ... peered into the warm crevice and looked at his puckered little asshole. Then, with a whimper of passion, she pressed her lips to his ass cheeks and began kissing them avidly, moving from one cheek to the other and bringing her tongue into play on his smooth ass flesh. She felt him tremble with excitement as her lips and tongue stimulated his ass. When she finished, his ass cheeks were coated with her hot saliva.
Pulling her face away from his ass, while keeping her hand moving up and down his cock, she gazed for a long moment at his anus, then she shoved her face forward, pressing her lips tightly against his asshole. Her tongue shot forth, and she started licking up and down the puckered orifice in a greedy maneuver of lust. She felt his cock jerk in her hand as though he was about to squirt again as her tongue probed the sensitive opening of his asshole. She pressed harder with the tip of her tongue, and a thrill of excitement shot through her already heated body as her tongue entered his asshole. She felt the warm tightness of his rectum clutch at her tongue as she probed around inside him. How, with her tongue thrusting in and out of his asshole, fucking the small hole with her oral appendage as his ass cheeks pressed against her face, she jerked harder on his cock, fondling and massaging his balls with her other hand. Her tongue stabbed and pierced his asshole furiously, running deeply into his shivering body. Pulling it out of him, she began to lick at the tight pucker, running her tongue up and down between his ass cheeks avidly, tasting each side, only to return to that resisting opening and plunge once again into him ... then withdraw and lick at his ass cheeks again ... once more lunging into his ass ... alternatingly fucking his ass hole with her tongue and licking his inner cheeks, then swiping her tongue around his ass cheeks again. Her passion leaped excitedly, and her pussy twitched, almost screaming for his attention.
The boy's swollen prick was now throbbing insanely, pulsating with the need to discharge the boiling juices in his balls, jutting out as her hand stroked up and down it hotly, maddeningly. He loved every minute of what she was doing to him ... loved the sensations that she created in his asshole with her wicked tongue ... loved every stroke ... every single lick of that intense tongue of hers ... thrilled to the way her lips kissed his heated flesh ... the way her fingers were moving all over his body ... around his balls ... his cock ... his ass cheeks.
Finally Sherry pulled her face away from his ass and removed her hands from his excited cock and balls. "Now, darling," she said, getting up. "I want to lay down ... on my back. I want you to sit your naked, sweet ass down on my titties ... I want your delicious cock really close to my face. I want to feel your ass on my titties ... with your prick close to my face. Then, you sweet boy, I want you to jack your cock off ... while I finger fuck my hot cunt with my own fingers. You understand, don't you?"
"I ... think so," Gene said, getting off the couch.
Sherry lay down on the carpet, her legs spread very wide. She stared up at him as he straddled her naked, swelling tits. She watched him as he squatted down over her, seeing his ass cheeks part to expose his tiny asshole, then he was sitting down on her tits. She loved the feel of his naked ass on her breasts this way ... and she felt her pussy lurch with intense desire. Placing her hands on his ass cheeks, she pulled him up a bit higher, thrilling at the way his naked ass slid over her spongy titties. Now, with him in this position-his ass directly on top of her tits, crushing them almost flat-his hot, hard prick was but a few inches away from her face, his balls brushing at her lower neck. She placed a pillow beneath her head which brought his cock head almost up to her lips.
"Now, darling, I want you to play with your sweet cock the way you did before. You know ... wrap your fingers around it and jack off ... with your cock this close to my face. With your other hand, I want you to play with those sweet balls of yours ... squeeze them ... tease them ... but make them real hot so they will shoot up lots of that sweet, delicious come juice!"
"Is this what you want, Sherry? Should I do it this way?" he asked, wrapping one hand around his cock and jerking up and down, his other fingers pinching ... squeezing at his delicate balls. "Is this the way you want me to do it?"
Sherry watched with blazing hunger. "Ohhhh ... yes! That's lovely, Gene ... that's beautiful ... jack off that way! I love this view of your cock and balls ... the way it's almost in my face ... your hands feeling those sweet balls ... jacking your prick off in my face this way! Ohhh ... this is wonderful ... beautiful!"
She gazed at his cock head, only an inch or so from her lips, his balls brushing her chin now and then as he beat his fist back and forth. She could see the tiny pulsations of his prick so close to her face. Gene, looking down at the pretty face of the grown woman, seeing his cock almost at her mouth, became so excited he could have gushed his come juice out in a matter of seconds. The head of his prick was almost a bright red, scarlet. It was hard ... very hard ... thickening with his burgeoning excitement at doing these things with a full-grown, and very pretty woman.
Sherry ran her hands underneath his thighs, along her sides, then she started rubbing a finger around her pulsating clitoris as the fingers of her other hand began to thrust furiously into her heated pussy. She bounced her naked ass up and down on the carpet as she masturbated herself with a steaming frenzy of passion. Now and then, she would stick her tongue out, flicking the tip over the swollen, smooth head of Gene's prick as his hand fondled ... stroked ... jerked. She smiled up into his face with encouragement, and he would smile back at her, rocking his naked ass cheeks on her lovely, naked and smashed titties, feeling the sweat beginning to gather in his crotch, rubbing his sweaty ass cheeks between and all around her slippery titties as he massaged and pulled at his cock ... his other hand squeezing tightly on his fiery hot balls.
Once, Sherry raised her head and opened her lips, taking the entire length of his sweet boy-cock into her mouth ... sucking at it furiously. Then she gave one last suck ... and slipped her lips from it while he recovered his cock in his fist and worked it back and forth on his saliva coated organ.
"Ohhh ... isn't this fun, darling!" she squealed, her fingers thrusting hard and fast into her steaming cunt. "Isn't it fun doing these things together?"
"Ohhhh ... golly, Sherry ... it's great! It's beautiful!" he shouted in ecstasy, rubbing his ass harder against her smashed titties. "Ohhh ... I love doing this ... with you!"
"I'm sure you know what I want by now, don't you, you sweet boy?" Sherry asked.
"I ... think I do," he replied. "You want me to jack off ... and shoot my come all over your face ... is that it? Or do you want me to shoot it out in your mouth, Sherry?" he asked.
"Ohhh, I want it both ways!" she smiled wantonly up at him. "I want to watch your come gush out of your sweet prick ... I want to see all that deliciously thick stuff squirt right at me!" She pursed her lips, then kissed the very tip of his sensitive cock head. "Don't stop jacking off ... I'll just kiss the tip of it now and then ... or maybe lick at it with my tongue."
Her fingers moved hotly over her throbbingly sensitive clitoris as her other hand fucked frantically in and out of her clasping cunt lips, her ass bouncing nakedly up and down on the carpet, her thighs thrown obscenely wide. She had no mercy on her steaming pussy whatsoever ... thrusting two fingers as far into her pussy as she could ... rubbing ... teasing ... tantalizing ... pinching her inner pussy lips, then her pulsating clitoris as her eyes remained fastened to the tip of that thick, hard cock head just inches from her face.
Sherry had been on the verge of orgasm several times by now, but each time she felt herself approaching the peak, her body silently screaming with extreme pleasure, her titties thrilling to the heated caressing of his naked ass cheeks moving on them ... she would fight the sensation down, holding back.
The slapping sounds of his balls against her chin was driving her already reeling mind into further mind-warping sensations. His swollen cock pulsating and threatening to gush at any time ... this she could sense and see by the engorgement of boiling blood.
Gene continued to rub his naked ass over her smooth, swelling tits, and then he couldn't hold the sensation of ejaculation off any longer. His prick began to throb powerfully ... his balls aching with the need to release the thick, white juices. Then he let it go.
The thick, hot juice gushed out, spewing in rapid-fire globs from the tip of his cock, the come juice striking at her forehead ... stinging her wide open eyes as she lifted her face to watch the tip of his squirting cock more closely, her breathing coming in labored gasps as her excitement boiled like a steaming cauldron inside the pit of her rippling stomach. Gene held his prick in such a way that the messy, slippery juice splattered her face ... covering her pretty face. He held his cock so that he came right into her lust contorted face ... his fist jacking furiously back and forth.
Sherry-after he had spurted a few globs onto her face-opened her mouth wide, catching the remaining spurts of his come juice on her tongue, swallowing it hungrily. Then she squealed out excitedly, "Gene ... Gene, rub your cock all over my face! Rub my face with that sweet, wet cock of yours!"
The young boy did as she requested, rubbing his cock around her smooth, heated flesh ... over her face ... her eyes ... her nose, and chin as he continued to shoot the hot semen from his balls ... squirt after squirt. Sherry could feel the slippery juices running over her face ... over her cheeks ... down her neck and chin ... feel his naked ass against her naked titties as he plunged his ass forward and backwards ... until he fell back, collapsing on the floor, his head almost between her thighs, the back of it lying right on the heated mound of pussy hair.
He gasped and panted. "Ohhh ... ohhh, Sherry, oh God," he moaned in exhausted delight. "That was out of this world!"
"Did you enjoy it, darling?" she whispered throatily. "Did you enjoy jacking off in my face that way?"
"Oh, yes!"
Then Sherry became busy licking up all the delicious come juice that had fallen on his sweet young balls. She moved out from under him, then began to suck up his semen in earnest, leaning over his genitals with her face down, not missing a drop with her avid tongue and lips. She rubbed her semen-coated face on his flat, young stomach, swishing it around in her mouth as she sucked it in, thrilling to the taste of his juices ... wanting more and more-but there was no more to have. She sucked the last remaining drops from his rapidly deflating cock.
Following this initial seduction into masturbation with the young boy and the older woman, Gene went home in a cab, arriving prior to his deadline of midnight. He just couldn't believe all those things had happened to him ... he felt strangely elated, without guilt whatsoever. Not experiencing guilt relieved him immensely, because before the sensually exciting grown woman had given permission-actually encouraged him to masturbate-to jack off, he had always finished up his self-stimulation to completion with a strong feeling of guilt. He was so elated by being allowed such freedom with an adult, that he played with himself after crawling into his bed, remembering all the details and how much enjoyment both he and Sherry had received as he ejaculated into her lovely face.
The following day-during the afternoon-he was scheduled to shoot the layout, but everything went wrong for some reason. The shooting was then postponed until later that evening ... and Sherry took Gene off to the side.
"Want to go for a ride out into the country, Gene?" she asked him.
He smiled cheerfully. "Golly, you bet I would!" he grinned, winking in a mature way at her. "Do you think we could have some fun like last night, Sherry?" he asked, his eyes melting with young passion.
"How's our little secret doing?" she asked him confidentially, glancing around to see if anyone was watching them. No one was, so she moved her hand down over the front of his pants, caressing his concealed cock gently. She pressed a bit harder and cupped his cock and balls, then moved her hand up and down his crotch. Gene trembled as his cock started to swell beneath her hand, and he pressed close to her.
"Our secret is just fine ... the most wonderful secret in all the world," he replied, letting her unzip his fly. He shivered deliciously as her hand reached into the gaping hole, fumbling around until her fingers clutched at his cock. It became stiff and hard under her expert manipulations, and she leaned close to him.
"Want me to give your sweet prick a juicy little kiss ... right here in the studio?" she giggled.
"Won't someone see us?"
"Fuck no," she said lewdly. "No one will ever catch us if we're very, very careful," she whispered, then knelt down on her knees before him. She pulled his cock out, her eyes staring at the smooth, swollen head. She pressed her lips to the tip and kissed it, then she opened her lips and sucked the full length into her hot, moist mouth. For a moment, she sucked back and forth on his prick, then she pulled her mouth away and placed it inside his pants once again, pulling his zipper up. Giving his now concealed cock a gentle pet, she stood up again. "Come on, you carling boy," she said softly, "let's go and have some fun, okay?"
In her car, Sherry drove up the highway, pleased that Gene was still interested in the view of her creamy, slender thighs beneath her hiked up dress. It was a pleasant drive, with just enough breeze blowing to keep the heat down. Once they were on the highway, Sherry insisted that Gene keep his fly unzipped, and that he play with his cock as she drove. She hiked her skirt up around her narrow waist so he could look at her thighs and the shadowy triangle of her pussy hair beneath the sheer panties. It excited her wildly to glance over and see the beautiful, handsome young boy fondling and stroking his hardened prick as they drove in the sunlight.
"Just play with your cock, darling," she said. "Don't make yourself come ... don't shoot that sweet juice out yet." She reached over to caress it with her right hand. "Ohhhh ... your cock is so hot, darling! Does it want to come ... does your sweet prick want to squirt that nice juice out now?"
"Well ... it could come," Gene grinned. "Do you want me to jack it off and make it come? Want me to shoot it out so you can watch? I'll catch all my come juice in my handkerchief ... then it won't get all over your car seat. I could come right now ... that's how excited I am!" he grinned back at her, his boyish face leering, almost pleading for approval.
"Well...." Sherry said, thoughtfully. "You're young ... you can come quite a few times. Okay ... go ahead and jack off, darling. But let me pull off the road while you do it. I have to watch real closely ... and I also want to play with my pussy again while I watch you. Is that okay, Gene?"
The twelve-year-old boy smiled lovingly at the older woman. He thought she was so pretty, and very sexy. He was thrilled that he could do anything he wanted with her ... and he loved her tremendously because of this.
She drove past a deserted service station, then pulled off the highway. She parked the car behind the small shack so that they were safe from the prying eyes of speeding cars.
"Now, why don't you slide your pants down ... oh, and your shorts, too. I want to see everything!"
Sherry slipped her fingers into the elastic of her sheer panties, and shoved them down to her knees, then to her ankles. She pulled them off her feet and spread her thighs, her fingers searching hotly in the thick mass of cunt hair for her sensitive clitoris and slippery, dripping pussy hole. She cupped her hair-rimmed cunt with her palm for a moment, pressing hard on her luscious mound that responded so happily to her searching fingers.
Gene's prick was as hard as a stone ... it rose up so proudly once his shorts were pulled down. Sherry reached her hand over to fondle it for a few moments as she rubbed at her cunt with the other hand, then she sat back against the door of the car and placed one leg on the seat, the other on the floor of the car so her cunt would be completely exposed to the boy's blazing eyes. She watched as the youngster began to jack off. In one hand, he held his clean, white handkerchief, ready to catch his squirting come juice.
Now, without touching each other, Sherry and the boy began to masturbate themselves. Although they fondled their own genitals with lewd eagerness, their eyes followed each other's fingers intently. Sherry was using both hands on her pussy ... fingers thrusting in and out of her sloppy wet cunt, the fingers of her other hand rubbing furiously at her pulsating clitoris. Gene, one hand stroking up and down his swollen cock, was squeezing his balls with his other hand.
"Ohhh ... , what a lovely, delightful prick you have," Sherry crooned, her eyes devouring the swollen thing as his hand pumped up and down the thick shaft, She could see his balls vibrating with all the youthful power of his firm body as his fingers pulled and tugged at his cock.
"And ... golly, Sherry ... I love your pussy, too!" he said in a quavering and husky voice, his breath coming faster and faster as he neared his orgasm. His eyes blazed at the pinkness of her cunt lips as she fucked her fingers in and out. Then, with a soft howl of pleasure, his cock squirted. He held the handkerchief against the swollen head of his spewing prick and gushed all of his flowing come juice into the cloth.
Sherry was also about to experience an orgasm, but with a tremendous amount of sheer will-power, she held it back. This was the way she indulged her phantom, not her fantasy. She loved to watch a hard, young boy cock coming ... shooting all that thick, delicious come out ... she loved to feel the white globs of semen shooting into her pretty face.
When Gene finished coming, Sherry reached for the handkerchief. She opened it up and while she continued with one hand to massage and finger fuck her steaming pussy, she began to rub the wet, slimy handkerchief across her swollen mouth lips ... her cheeks ... her eyes and chin. She thrilled to the sweet, but almost acid odor of his young come juice. And as she smeared the sticky semen over her face, her fingers triggered her cunt into a tremendous orgasm. She squealed in delight as the young boy watched her, and as she came, she worked her tongue over the handkerchief to lick up the semen from the cloth, her throat swallowing convulsively. Even then, after she had licked all the juice from the handkerchief, she balled it up and sucked at the material, her naked ass writhing and squirming as her fingers raced wildly in and out of her spasming pussy.
Gene watched her orgasm ... watched the way she thrust her fingers in and out of her exposed pussy ... watched as she sucked at the balled cloth. His young eyes fastened to her fingers as they stroked and prodded her hair-lined cunt, digging ... poking ... gripping ... grabbing her pussy lips and clitoris as she came ... coating her fingers and hand with the copious flow of her orgasm. Now, as her orgasm began to recede, she lifted the same fingers that had been shoved into her clasping cunt to her face. She stuck her fingers, one by one, into her mouth and sucked the juice from them, her face an expression of pure happiness as the taste of her own pussy juice mingled with the lingering taste of his come, some of which she had held in her mouth for this moment.
Then, with a long, drawn out sigh, she leaned back. She, too, was exhausted from the frantic efforts of masturbation.
The reader should take note that up to this point, Sherry had made no overtures to induce the young boy to perform cunnilingus upon her. She had no need for his oral caresses as yet. Strange, she also didn't feel a need for copulating with him ... it was all masturbation, and some fellatio on her part.
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After they had satisfied the burning need of orgasm, they drove on, both happy and gay after arranging their clothing, but Sherry still insisted that Gene keep his fly open because she enjoyed the idea of looking over now and then to see his flaccid cock nestling between his thighs.
Eventually they arrived at a tiny resort inn far into the hills and well off the highway. It was a quiet and peaceful place, very well secluded. Sherry had been here on more than one occasion, but she'd come only to rest for a weekend. Usually, during the week, it was deserted.
"Are you going to let me see you all naked again, Sherry?" Gene wanted to know. Already his fingers were stimulating his limp prick with anticipation, his thumb teasing the sensitive head.
"I believe so, darling," Sherry smiled fondly at him. "I most certainly believe so."
"You know what I'd like, Sherry," he said softly, almost shyly. "I'd really like to play with your breasts ... your titties. That is ... if you'll let me. I've always wanted to do that...."
"Well ... we'll think of something, don't worry, darling," she grinned at him, then she winked lewdly and he understood.
Sherry took her regular room. She introduced Gene as one of the new models and he carried all the photographic material, including a satchel bag into the inn.
Once they were in her room, Sherry took a bottle of whiskey from the satchel. She made herself a drink while Gene sat on the edge of the bed, watching her intently. His young cock was almost hard again, straining against the confinement of his pants. Sherry, of course, had noticed this, but said nothing.
She chose to sit in a chair across from him as she sipped her drink, and as she sat there, she let her thighs part.
"Now is a good time for you to look at me, darling," she smiled at him. "You can look under my dress and pretend you're peeping at your sister or mother, seeing her cunt and do anything you want. And, since we will pretend that you are peeking at me, you just tell me what you want me to do, darling ... I'll do it, okay?"
"Golly, that would be great," he grinned. "But first, can I take my clothes off ... I want to be naked in front of you?"
"You can do anything you want, Gene."
He quickly undressed, and when he pulled his shorts down, his prick was standing up very hard. His penis was so rigid that she could see the small pulsations in it. She could also see that his young balls were drawn up tight against his crotch.
I want to get down on my knees in front of you and run my tongue up your nylons ... lick your thighs with my tongue, and I want to jack my cock off at the same time. Can I do that, Sherry?"
She smiled sweetly at him. "My ... you're getting quite bold, sweet. You can even undress me if you want ... make me absolutely naked if that is what you would prefer," she said, letting him touch her rounded knees, then watching as he used trembling fingers to raise her skirt higher and higher until he could now see the crotch of her panties. He was sighing and panting with intense pleasure now. His tongue licked out over his lips in a nervous, yet anticipating gesture as he stared at her. Then, with a whimper of delight, he pressed his lips down on her nyloned thigh and kissed it, moving to perform the same act on her other thigh. He grasped his cock in one hand, beating back and forth furiously as his tongue snaked out to lick at her silky nyloned thighs. As he jacked on his prick with one hand, his lips and tongue working on her thighs, he ran the fingers of his free hand up between her widely spread legs and fumbled at her crotch, playing and feeling her concealed cunt, pulling at the soft tendrils of her pussy hair that stuck out around the crotch of her sheer panties.
Jacking his swollen prick with one hand, pulling furiously at it, he kissed and licked at her thighs hotly, feeling the texture of the nylons on his tongue, racing the tip up ... up ... past the nylon tops, and then he was licking at the soft, creamy flesh of naked thigh, swirling his tongue around the sensitive inner surfaces and moving closer to the edge of her pantie crotch.
The exotic odor of her bushy pussy came to him, and he inhaled deeply. His senses whirled wildly and he loved the delicious smell. He licked his tongue up one inner thigh, then pressed his lips tight into her pantied cunt, kissing the crotch of her soaked panties. Sherry murmured in delight, throwing her thighs wider to give his young, eager mouth greater access to her pussy, letting him have freedom to do anything he wanted with her body.
"Ohhhh ... you're so sweet, darling," she whispered, petting the top of his head tenderly, urging him on. "You're kissing my cunt ... you're kissing my hot pussy and jacking off! Ohhh ... that's so nice of you! I love it!" She felt his tongue lick up and down the crotch of her panties, sucking at the soaked seam. This was something new to her ... having her pussy licked through her panties, and her mind became more inflamed than ever.
Gene's mouth opened, and he was now blowing warm air into her pussy through the sheer material of her panties. Sherry placed her glass down and gripped the back of his head with both hands, pulling him tightly into her steaming pussy. "Ohhh ... Ohhhh ... this is so ... so sweet! Ohhh ... lick my cunt ... suck my pussy though my panties, darling! Ohhh ... God ... keep that up ... keep doing that! Ohhh ... you darling boy ... jack your cock ... beat your meat ... fuck your little fist! Ohhh ... Fuck ... fuck ... eat me! Eat my hot cunt with your sweet, young mouth! Jack off, darling ... jack that sweet prick off and tongue fuck my hot cunt! Ohhhh ... it makes my pussy so hot ... so fucking hot ... having you lick me this way! Ohhhh ... you'll get a mouthful of come juice ... you keep doing that!"
Listening to her lewd encouragement, the twelve-year-old boy began to lick harder at the crotch of her panties, then he stuck one finger underneath the elastic edge and pulled it wide apart, seeking the moist slit through her mass of cunt hair with his tongue. He was very excited now, and his hand pumped with frantic motions at his swollen cock.
"Ohhh ... darling, please," Sherry whimpered, tossing her ass up against his face, "Take my panties off ... take them down, Gene ... I want to feel your tongue fuck my cunt!"
She was almost shouting this, yet she opened her thighs wide as she felt his finger, not his tongue, slip into her clasping, tight pussy. He fingered her heated orifice for just a moment, then he gripped the crotch and began sliding them down her thighs, pulling them to her just above her knees. Now he was gazing at her lusciously -haired cunt ... the beauty of it amazing his young, inexperienced eyes. He stared at the thick mass of curling hair. He enjoyed looking at her pussy so very much that he squeezed his balls hard enough to bring forth a gasp of pain. This was what he had dreamed of doing for so long ... to be able to look directly at a hair-lined pussy of a woman while he jacked off.
Sherry looked down at him, then she removed her panties from her knees. "Wouldn't you like to kiss my pussy, darling," she said gently. "Wouldn't you like to kiss it ... just press your lips to the cunt hair, Gene. Just a little kiss on my pussy hair first ... then, maybe a bigger kiss ... right on my cunt lips ... maybe even kiss the inside of my pussy ... do you want to do that for me, darling?"
Sherry lifted one knee and now her hair-rimmed, moist pussy was wide open to the young boy's eyes ... to his mouth ... to his lips and tongue. Gene stared at it, his hand fondling his throbbing cock, and he couldn't resist the invitation. He leaned forward and rubbed his lips across the silken hair that covered her mound, then his lips began to kiss moistly between her thighs, all around the rich, soft cunt hair.
"Come on, Gene," she urged, shoving her crotch forward. "Kiss it ... kiss my pretty cunt ... stick your tongue out, darling."
Gene poked his tongue out and Sherry raised her other knee, then she let them fall widely apart. His tongue licked up the soft slit, tasting the seeping juice of her pussy, then he closed his lips onto the pulsating cunt lips and kissed it wetly. His tongue came out once again, and now without hesitation, he began to lick up and down the wet slit, the hair tickling his nose and the side of his face.
"Stick it in me, Gene ... put your tongue inside my cunt, but do it gently. I have a very tender cunt, darling ... but it enjoys a wonderful licking or a tongue fuck from a sweet little boy like you."
She shoved her body lower in the chair, her ass cheeks hanging over the cushions now as the young boy began to insert his tongue into her boiling and gyrating slit. Sherry was so excited, she couldn't control her body movements, and she began to rotate her naked ass, arching her crotch up and down in a swiping motion at the youth's face. She felt his tongue squirm between the sensitive lips, then it was licking in and out like a small penis. She sighed and murmured and whimpered, tossing her pussy up at his swirling tongue in a furious gesture of intense pleasure.
"Ohhhh, Gene ... darling, darling!" she moaned. "Ohhh ... you suck my pussy so good ... so wonderful! Ohhh ... what a fine little pussy licker you are! Ohhh ... I could let you suck my cunt all day ... all fucking night! Ohhh ... what you're doing to ... to my cunt! Ohh ... I love it! I love it!"
The boy's tongue swirled up over her distended clit, creating an excitement that caused fire to leap through her already boiling veins. He now buried his entire head between her hot, writhing thighs, his face tight into the hairy slit, thrilling to the pressure of her smooth, silky flesh against his boyish cheeks and ears. Sherry pressed her knees tightly together, trapping Gene's head as his tongue worked inside her quivering, heaving hair-rimmed cunt. He loved the feeling of her moist, naked thighs holding his cheeks ... the delicious feel of her soft, curling cunt hair about his sucking lips and buried nose.
"Ohhh, you sweet little cunt sucker!" Sherry yelped, her naked ass twisting and tossing as her pleasure grew and grew. "Ohhh ... I've never been licked so good before! Darling ... darling, you'll ... you'll make me come! Ohhh, fuck ... make me come ... make my hot cunt come with your mouth!"
Gene struggled at her steaming hole, licking and sucking furiously with lips and tongue, relishing the exotic taste and delicate fragrance of her extremely slippery cunt. He thrilled to the taste of that creamy substance she secreted so beautifully in his working mouth. She was now writhing on the chair in wild abandonment. Her blazing mind wished she, too, were naked so she could caress and play with her swollen breasts and erect nipples while the boy greedily attempted to devour her every pore ... every inch of her heated pussy lips ... her throbbing, sensitive clitoris. She thrust her firm, naked ass cheeks lower yet in the chair, giving him more freedom and access to her cunt. Lifting her nyloned legs now, she placed both of them on the boy's young, strong shoulders, banging her heels excitedly on his back as his mouth and tongue licked and sucked. She felt his already restless tongue become more eager ... bringing intense pressure to her lower belly ... to her steaming pussy ... to her clitoris.
"Ohhhh ... I love it, Gene!" she shouted. "I love the way you lick my cunt, darling ... ohhh ... the way you suck pussy ... is out of this fucking world! Are you sure ... you've never ate pussy before, Gene! Ohhh ... such wonderful things you're doing to me! Go on ... eat harder ... suck faster ... lick stronger...."
Her legs lifted from his shoulders, her feet moving to the top of his gobbling, bobbing head, her toes brushing into his hair as her knees came back to mash her swelling breasts almost flat. She caressed the top of his head with her naked feet as his tongue continued to love and agitate her pussy lips and clitoris ... and Gene was still banging hard and furiously at his steel-hard prick with a tight fist.
Sherry, watching between her thighs with glassy eyes as the boy sucked and licked her naked cunt, was now confident that she had captured the youth; the seduction was complete. She spread her knees, shoving her naked, stretched ass cheeks even more until she was almost lying in the chair. Running her heated hands down over her rounded hips, she clutched at each cheek of her ass and pulled them farther apart, feeling the saliva of his working mouth drip down over her puckered, clenching asshole. As Gene continued whipping and lashing his tongue at her hair-rimmed cunt, Sherry probed a finger at her asshole, rubbing it furiously.
"Darling ... Gene, do you remember last night ... how much I enjoyed licking and kissing your ass cheeks ... tonguing your sweet little asshole ... the way I sucked your ass out? Do you remember, darling?"
Gene pulled his mouth from the hairy feast and looked up into her face with burning eyes. "Ohhh ... yes, yes ... I remember, Sherry! Is that ... do you want me to do that to you? I mean ... do you want me to use my tongue and lips on your ... your asshole? Do you want me to stick my tongue up your ass ... inside your asshole ... and tongue fuck you that way?"
"Ohhh ... yes, darling!" Sherry whimpered. "Ohhh ... don't talk about it ... about doing it! Please ... Ohhh, God ... tongue fuck my asshole, Gene! Stick your sweet tongue up my asshole and make it all wet and hot! Lick my asshole ... please, lick it, you darling boy!"
"Okay," Gene said eagerly with excitement in his young voice. He pulled his smeared face away the hair-lined slit and gazed down at her wide expanse of ass flesh, seeing the small, brownish pucker of her asshole winking back at him. He saw the way her fingers dug into the resilient flesh ... holding her cheeks wide apart for him. He leaned forward, his tongue jutting as far as possible from his lips. He took a long, moist lick at her ass, working his tongue tip from the tip of her tail bone, up over the smooth pucker. There, at the puckered opening, he halted his tongue for a moment. He felt the heat and pulsations of this rear orifice, and his sensed reeled again. Closing his lips down on her clenched asshole, he created a great suction as his tongue probed ... pressuring for entrance. He swished his tongue around, making it very hard, and pressed a bit harder. Then, with hardly any effort whatsoever, he felt the tip enter her clenched opening. Now, he started stabbing his tongue in and out of her tight asshole.
Sherry leaped with intense, erotic joy as she felt him perform this act on her heated body. She felt it burning into her, blazing and devouring ... and her pussy lips, just above his nose, twitched insanely.
"Ohhh ... you suck my ass as nice as you did my cunt, darling," she squealed. "Ohhh ... yes you do! But ... but let me get up from the chair, darling. It's very uncomfortable ... let me lay down on the bed. Ohhh ... isn't this delicious, darling ... isn't this fun!"
Gene pulled his tongue from her clasping asshole and she got to her feet. Standing there on rubbery legs, she removed her clothing. Her panties dangled from one ankle, and she almost tripped on them getting to the bed.
"I love doing this naked," she said throatily. "It makes things so much better."
Now totally naked, Sherry lay down on the bed-on her stomach. Gene stood at the edge of the mattress, looking down at the smooth swell of her naked ass cheeks as she wriggled them enticingly for him.
"Now, darling ... lick my ass again ... make sure you do a good job," she squealed as he crawled onto the bed with her. She felt his hot mouth come down on one firm, shivering cheek ... felt his lips kiss at the smooth flesh, then move to the other side. "Between them ... kiss between my ass cheeks, Gene! Kiss my asshole ... lick my asshole!"
She squealed again as the young boy applied his tongue between the deliciously swelling ass cheeks, his small hands holding them wide apart. She thrilled to the manner in which he was stabbing and licking at the clenched pucker, and her naked body trembled violently when his tongue stabbed deeply into her from the rear. She couldn't resist arching her ass up and squirming it back onto his sweet, tongue-fucking face.
Slipping one hand beneath her quivering stomach, Sherry traced her fingers down until she was pinching and agitating her inflamed clitoris ... pulling at it ... twisting it ... brutally bruising the delicate organ in an effort to create a greater pleasure in her over-heated body. For a long time she let the boy tongue and suck and lick at her asshole as she manipulated her clitoris cruelly, then, when she felt her orgasm bubbling with its threatened explosion, she squirmed her naked body away from the boy and sat up on the bed, facing him. She looked at his strong, hard cock with glittering, passion-filled eyes.
"Stand in front of me, darling," she murmured thickly. "Stand on the floor ... right in front of me ... and jack off that lovely prick of yours. Wrap your fingers around it, Gene ... jack off for me! But ... when you feel yourself about to come ... squirt it right into my mouth!"
Gene did as she wanted, his fist flying back and forth on his thick prick, the head already dribbling clear liquid. Sherry leaned her face down and wrapped her lips about the smooth, swollen head and sucked on it while he jacked off, hoping to receive his come juice this way. Her other hand grasped his tender, loaded testicles, squeezing them as her mouth sucked just the head of his cock. Her eyes were wide, staring at his jerking fist ... and she wrapped her other hand around his small hips and clutched at one ass cheek.
Her tongue swirled at the small, seeping hole in the center of his cock, his fist banging back and forth against her sucking lips. She felt his cock swell a bit more, then it gushed the thick, sticky globs of white juice into her mouth. Sherry gulped and squealed excitedly, feeling her pussy quiver insanely as her own orgasm started to rumble with explosion. In a second her mouth was flooded with his thick young-boy semen, the juice spurting with great force up from his tender balls ... filling ... flooding her mouth with the delicious taste she craved. She sucked hungrily, her throat working as she swallowed the almost acrid juices from his balls. She sucked at each squirt as though it would be the last, her lips clinging tightly to the swollen, bursting cock head ... her tongue directly on the small, sensitive slit. She continued to suck his cock head until he was drained ... no more liquid spewing forth into her mouth.
Then, with insane passion, Sherry threw herself back onto the bed, her thighs high and wide ... and masturbated herself with more fury than ever before. When she achieved her orgasm, it was terrific ... a screaming pressure gripping her entire, luscious body as she came again and again, moaning ... whimpering ... sobbing ... crying. She did not care that the twelve-year-old boy was standing there, watching her thrash and squirm lewdly during her exhibitionistic self-abuse.
The seduction of the twelve-year-old boy was accomplished with an ease that might seem astonishing-but actually wasn't.
Sherry was inordinately successful in that the young boy, Gene, was a ready, willing and quite able a victim-if I may use the word-to her lusting, sensual wiles.
The two continued to meet each other frequently, sometimes in Sherry's apartment, but mostly she would take him to the resort inn, where both of them seemed to enjoy their sexual encounters most. In a few short months, Gene became a leading boy model, and because of Sherry's constructive criticisms, he was soon making a very good salary. He was a very happy boy, and curiously enough, a beautifully well-adjusted boy.
As for Sherry, once she'd enjoyed the youthful flesh of Gene, her appetite increased. Soon she found she couldn't get enough-enough young flesh! She went so far as to transfer to the youth section of the agency in an effort to meet more and more willing young boys to please her sexuality.
After a while she became despondent over her sexual seductions of young boys and sought therapy. This treatment didn't last long, and the lovely young woman is undoubtedly using her beauty and sensual body to further seduce young boys at the present time.
CASE THREE
As mentioned in the previous case, masturbation often plays an important part in the seduction of a child. All of us are aware of the childhood sex play-the self-stimulation that a boy or girl discovers, usually at the age of puberty.
A boy is more apt to discover masturbation in his early years as compared to a girl of equal age. And once he has discovered the thrill of ejaculation and the accompanying pleasure of working his hand around his genitals, he will undoubtedly continue this practice for a number of years. Usually the habit of self-stimulation will disappear once the youth becomes involved in a sexual relationship with a girl, but it quite often continues into his early twenties.
No one is more aware of a young boy's burgeoning sexuality than the mother. She, being around her children constantly, can see the small signs ... understand the emotional problems the boy is going through. Many mothers-especially if they are sexually frustrated-will yearn to invite a sexual act with a boy. The one thing that holds her in check is the fact that society frowns strongly on incest.
But, if that mother is an intensely sexual being ... a woman who is tormented by sexual images day and night ... a woman who herself is a chronic masturbator, she will go out of her way to see the signs of young boys who are overly interested in sex. She will gaze at the crotch, trying to find some trace of his activity, and if she is lucky enough to discover any evidence, it increases her own desire to pull his organ out and fondle it ... or, let the boy fondle her genitals to orgasm.
Such a woman is Ingrid.
At the age of thirty-five, she still has the youthful firmness she had as a girl in her native Germany. She is tall, standing almost five feet, ten inches in her stockinged feet. Her hair is golden blonde, with wide-spaced, twinkling blue eyes. Her lips are full, with a petulant cast to them. She has full, round breasts and a very narrow waist ... a waist that is unmarred by the birth of her one child, a boy now fourteen.
Ingrid, prior to the related incident below, was divorced from her serviceman husband five years ago. An officer in the Army, his duties kept him out of the country on missions on which she was unable to accompany him. Being born in the Soviet bloc of East Germany, she was considered to be a security risk by the government, therefore unable to move about with her husband during his many missions. After a while, Ingrid became tired of being alone all the time and initiated divorce proceedings. She took her young son and moved to Southern California ... with the hopes of finding another husband.
Being considered beautiful, even by the tinseled standards of Hollywood, she was soon flooded with offers of dates-and marriage. Yet, Ingrid rejected all offers. Although she was free with her sexual favors, none of the men she became intimate with seemed to give the satisfaction she craved. Disappointed, she fell into the habit of masturbation. Although this habit did not become chronic, she did indulge herself on the average of two and three times a week.
When her son reached the age of thirteen, she became aware that he, too, had discovered masturbation and was achieving ejaculation. She would find the moist evidence of this on his sheets each morning when she made his bed. Strangely, this excited her tremendously.
The story is hers, and the manner in which she tells it gives us some indication to her sexuality.
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I've always been intensely sexual. I love to fuck ... and I don't care who knows it. My husband, when he was home, kept me well satisfied ... but what was I to do when he was gone?
After my divorce, when I moved here with my son, Billy, I made it known immediately to my dates that I was willing. Of course, this presented some problems at times. I don't care for the brutish man ... the one who comes on like a cave man. I enjoy a gentle man ... a shy type of man who will let me more or less be the aggressor. I suppose that sounds strange coming from a woman ... but I don't care to be seduced; I want to be the one doing the seducing!
I was never satisfied-sexually speaking-by any of my partners. Most of them were too fast ... stick it in and squirt it out, that sort of thing. I was usually left hanging there, my cunt steaming for a come ... and those bastards were already finished! Not only finished, but with their pants on and unable to wait to get out of the house ... or wherever we happened to be at the time.
I suppose it was about two years ago when I started lingering myself. I found it more satisfying than having some man shove his cock up my cunt ... poke around a few times ... pull it out ... and leave me there with a pussy full of his shit!
I found that if I would insert two fingers inside my cunt, and rub my clitoris with my other hand, well ... I could produce a very nice orgasm in myself-an orgasm that, although a bit weak, sufficed to cool me down so I could get through the days.
I understood most women-the ones who masturbate-usually do this at night; I'm different-I do it during the day, usually in the mornings. I don't have to work, you know. I have money of my own, and I get child support from my ex-husband. So, while Billy is in school, that's when I masturbate.
Maybe it's a coincidence, but just about the time I started fingering myself, I discovered that my son was jacking off ... and he could ejaculate, too. I found the moist stains on his sheets when I made up his bed after he had left for school. At first, I. paid no attention to this ... I know boys play with themselves once they are able to come. It's normal, you know.
Well ... I was making up his bed one morning, and sure enough, there was the telltale stain on his bottom sheet. For some reason, I felt myself immediately aroused. I stood there, staring at the moisture, and my pussy started twitching and seeping until the crotch of my panties was soaked. The itching inside my pussy grew so badly that I had to press my hand down on it, hard. Even that didn't help me. My legs became very weak, and I had to sit down on his bed for a moment. I hardly realized that I had pulled my dress up and was rubbing my fingers up and down the crotch of my panties. All I could do was stare at the moist spots on the sheet.
I slumped down on the bed, my face close to the spot where he had ejaculated. I could smell a slight odor there ... an exotic, intoxicating odor. My senses reeled, and I suddenly pressed my nose into the moisture and slipped a hand into the waistband of my panties. I pinched my throbbingly hot clitoris and almost experienced an immediate climax. Moving my hand further down, I thrust two fingers into my slippery cunt and started fucking myself in this manner, my nose pressed into the wetness and inhaling his sweet come. Thrashing around that way, I had the most tremendous orgasm I had ever experienced up to that time.
After that, I would rush into Billy's room after he had left the house, shove my nose into the wet spots, and finger fuck furiously ... sometimes enjoying an orgasm twice.
I continued doing this for about a year, and I was somewhat satisfied, yet there seemed to be something ... some element ... that was missing. I wanted something else, and I wasn't certain what it was.
Then I started dating a man about my age. He seemed like a very nice fellow ... considerate ... kind ... and rich! No, I wasn't interested in his money at all. After we had dated a few times, he finally took the initiative and made a play for me. Now, at this time I wasn't wanting to be the aggressor ... I enjoyed the way a man tried to make me.
After dinner, he drove me to his apartment, and I knew it was time for me to get fucked again. I was hoping he would be a gentle, considerate man in his sexual make-up, just as he was when we were in public. I liked this man very much ... yet I was bothered about something.
When we were in his apartment, he mixed drinks for us and we sat before the fireplace and talked about various things we were both interested in. Soon, he slipped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close. I turned my face up to him, and he kissed me. It was a gentle, soft kiss, and I squirmed up close to him as my body started heating up.
Although he kissed me, his arm around my shoulder, he didn't make a move to caress my titties. After a while, I wondered what was holding him back. I glanced down at his lap, and his cock was out-lined beautifully along one thigh. He was aroused ... extremely aroused, yet he made no move to feel me up. Finding this unusual, I decided to take the initiative. I dropped my hand to his lap and let my fingertips touch at his throbbingly hard cock. I felt his body shiver as I stroked my fingers along that thick, long prick.
When he pressed his lips against mine again, I shot my tongue deeply into his mouth. I heard him groan, and his arm tightened around my shoulder, yet he still did not attempt to fondle my breasts. I wrapped my fingers around his hidden cock, trying to let him know I was more than willing to get fucked. Even though I began to stroke it as best I could, he still made no move. I was starting to become angry ... about ready to let him know what I thought about his overly shy behavior, but he said, "Let's go into the bedroom, Ingrid."
I stood up eagerly, and my eyes fell to his groin. My God ... that was one huge cock! It strained against his pants as though about to burst the seams. I was more than ready ... my pussy quivering with hunger as I looked at that monstrous organ. My titties swelled, the nipples rubbing at my bra until they tingled with excitement. He took my hand and led me to the bedroom, his marvelous cock leading the way.
I didn't wait for him to start undressing me. I started fumbling at zippers and buttons with trembling hands. By the time I had removed everything I wore, he, too, was naked. I turned and gazed at the throbbing prick. I was amazed that a man could have such an enormous prick ... such huge balls ... and the head was almost purple as it pulsated and dripped clear juice. My hands itched to reach out and touch it ... to caress it ... fondle those hairy balls. I wanted to measure that long length ... test the firmness and thickness of it. Yet, I did none of these things. I simply stood there and stared hungrily at the magnificent thing. My pussy was almost begging for it ... the juices running down the inner parts of my thighs with anticipation.
For a long moment, he looked at me, his eyes moving over my thrusting breasts, down my rippling stomach ... then he looked at the bushy hair of my pussy.
"Ingrid," he said in a husky voice. "Would you please turn around? I would love to see your ass ... naked as it is."
His request wasn't at all unusual, so I turned my back to him. I could feel his eyes on my ass cheeks, and it seemed as though the heat seared my flesh. I felt him move up close to me, his hands cupping each cheek of my ass ... squeezing ... kneading ... feeling. He pulled them apart, then squeezed them back together tightly. I could feel the head of his swollen cock brushing back and forth on my naked ass cheeks ... feel the warm, slippery moisture covering my flesh. I didn't mind this at all ... I've always kind of enjoyed a man rubbing the head of his cock on my body.
"Come on, Ingrid," he said from behind me. "Lie down on the bed ... on your stomach, please. I want to feel your fine ass ... play with it a bit."
"Yes, of course," I told him, moving to the bed. I lay down on the edge of the mattress, and he knelt beside it. I had my face turned toward him, watching his eyes as he gazed at my ass cheeks. "I like to have my ass played with," I told him. "Go on ... touch it. I don't mind at all."
He reached out and started caressing the cheeks of my ass, his other hand stroking back and forth on his cock. I thought this strange. Here I was, laid out nice and naked, with my pussy practically pleading to get fucked ... and he was feeling my ass and jacking off!
His fingers dug into the soft flesh, hurting me, but not badly. He pulled the one cheek apart and leaned over to peer between them, looking at my asshole. I began to have an inkling of his desires now, and I clenched my asshole in an effort to ward off an invisible assault on the small hole. I felt his finger rub in between my ass cheeks, but he was gentle enough to give me pleasure. He continued rubbing my asshole with a finger while he jacked his cock back and forth, and pretty soon, I was squirming and writhing my pussy up and down on the bedcovers. I was whimpering with the need to have my pussy stuffed full of his enormous cock, and I dropped my hand over the edge of the bed and grasped it. He let me feel it, but he kept his own hand at the hairy base. I jacked his cock a bit, then started to roll over.
"Come on ... get on me," I urged him. "Get between my legs and fuck me! I want to feel that beautiful prick inside my pussy! Hurry ... please, hurry and stab me with that thing!"
I say I started to roll over ... but he stopped me. His hand gripped the cheek of my ass and held me down on my stomach. I glanced at his face quizzically, wanting to understand his unusual behavior.
"What ... what is it you want?" I asked him.
"Why, my dear," he said with an evil grin, "I want a piece of this lovely ass! I don't remember ever seeing such a sweet ass in my entire life! God, those cheeks are beauties ... real beauties! So soft ... firm ... smooth ... and best of all, very hot!"
I writhed beneath his hand, pulling my own away from his throbbing cock, saying, "Please ... I think I should get dressed and leave."
"Oh, no you don't!" he said, a tone of sternness in his voice. "I have you right where I want you, now! After looking at this pretty ass of yours for days ... I finally have it nice and naked before me. You know, don't you, what I want from you?"
"I ... I think so," I whimpered, fear coming into my mind.
"I'll tell you ... just so there won't be a mistake about it," he said. "I want to stick my cock up this tight little asshole, that's what I want!"
"Oh no! I won't ... I can't take it that way!" I yelped, struggling to get up, but he held me down. "Please ... you mustn't ... you'll tear me apart! I've never done it ... that way before! Please, God ... let me up!"
"I don't give a shit if you've never taken a cock up your asshole before or not!" he said harshly. "I've watched this pretty ass swing around long enough ... teasing me ... taunting me! By God ... now's the time to pay off, you fucking cock teasing cunt!"
"No ... no," I cried out. "I haven't ... I haven't been teasing you! You know I haven't! Please ... I want you to fuck me ... fuck me in my pussy!"
"I'm going to fuck you, all right! Right in your tight asshole!"
Holding me down against the mattress, he crawled up onto the bed, straddling my thighs with his. I could feel his cock brushing at my ass cheeks, and knowing he was getting ready to penetrate my virgin asshole, I struggled, but it was all a futile gesture. My wriggling around only inflamed his lust ... because he could see the twisting and tossing of my naked ass.
No matter how much I pleaded with him ... my sobs of torment ... nothing would make him get off me. He gripped the cheeks of my ass and pulled them wide apart, spreading them until I could feel a cool breeze from the air-conditioning on my clenched asshole. I tried to pucker it up tighter hoping to prevent his invasion in this manner. I felt the swollen head of his cock press down at my asshole, and I tried to shove my cunt hard into the mattress in an effort to keep his cock from entering my ass. Of course, nothing I did stopped him. I felt the tip of his prick press hard, then my asshole was stretching ... opening before his assault. It felt as though a hot knife was being shoved into me. I cried out in pain, yet he paid no heed to me. Hot tears of humiliation and pain streamed from my eyes, soaking the covers of his bed. I was so angry, so degraded, I would have gladly pissed all over his fucking bed if I could have relaxed long enough!
I heard him grunting as his cock slowly forced the tight hole of my ass open. He was still holding the cheeks wide apart, and I was amazed at the power and hardness of his cock ... astounded that it could penetrate my strongly closed asshole without aid of any sort. I felt the huge tip of his prick suddenly enter me, and I screamed as he thrust all the way up my ass. The pain was excruciating ... and I felt as though I had been speared by a thick tree. His wiry cock hairs scraped the tender flesh of my ass cheeks as his hands let them close together. He pressed my cheeks around his cock as he let himself get used to the tightness. I tried to tighten my asshole in an effort to stop the searing pain, but it seemed to make things worse for me.
I was sobbing loudly now, feeling as though I was being torn apart by this beast. I pleaded with him to take it out ... to pull his cock from my tormented asshole ... and he just laughed at me. I relaxed my asshole as much as possible, and it eased the pain somewhat. When he felt me relax, he began stroking in and out of me ... making slow movements at first, then as his passion increased, he started lunging in and out furiously. Each stab of his cock seemed to tear at my bowels, and I felt I was going to be maimed ... injured beyond the capabilities of any surgeon.
The pain became so intense, I was almost insane. I was screaming and sobbing and thrashing around, trying to dislodge that huge cudgel of his ... but the more I thrashed, the deeper he would fuck me. I don't know how long he was at me this way ... but I do remember the pain seemed to lessen somewhat. Oh, there was still a burning pain, but it wasn't as bad as before. Strangely enough, I found the pain becoming mixed with a tingling pleasure ... something I had never experienced before. Maybe I'm a masochist, or whatever you call those people who enjoy pain. Anyway ... I was soon tossing my naked ass up at him every time he lunged down. I could feel, it seemed, every groove, every pore and ridge of his long, thick cock as it drove into my asshole. My pussy was flowing more than it had ever flowed before ... my clitoris twitching and so sensitive I couldn't stand the pressure of the bedcovers on it. I became very excited and thrust my ass up against his scratching cock hairs as he pounded in and out of my stretched asshole. The emotions whirling around inside my blazing brain seemed to increase in lust, and before I realized it, I was fucking him just as much as he was fucking me.
Then his cock became even larger inside my asshole ... and I felt the thick, hot juice gush forth, filling my ass to the very brim! It seemed as if every nerve of my asshole was acutely attuned to his ejaculation ... as though I could feel each little sperm swimming around inside me. He gushed and squirted for a long time, and I was certain I could actually taste his come in my mouth! My pussy was really in the throes of what I knew would be the most intense orgasm I had ever felt. But ... that was not to be. Like most men, he finished up and pulled his cock out of my bruised and raw asshole, leaving me high and dry.
He fell off me, sprawling on his back and gasping for air. I lay there for a moment longer, sobbing at my frustration and feeling my asshole pulsate with a gentle, dull ache. I felt cheated-again.
Finally, I crawled from the bed and picked up my clothes. I dressed, then looked at the bastard on the bed. His cock, now withered into a wrinkled piece of useless flesh, didn't appear so tantalizing.
"Where are you going?" he asked, opening his eyes and seeing me fully dressed. "Didn't you enjoy it, baby?"
"You rotten bastard!" I told him. "You almost killed me with that monster cock of yours! My asshole will never be the same ... you could have ripped it open, yet you thought only of your own fucking pleasure!"
"Aw, baby, don't be that way," he said, sitting up. "You liked it ... you fucked me just as much as I fucked you! Don't act so stupid! You enjoyed taking it up your asshole, didn't you?"
"Fuck you!" I snapped, and left his apartment.
After that experience, I stopped dating men. I wasn't about to get myself in a position that way anymore. For days afterward, I had to be extremely gentle with my asshole. After I took a shit, I would have to clean myself with warm water, taking care not to press too hard. It was almost a week before I could sit with any feeling of comfort at all.
About six months ago, my son started hanging around with a boy named Robert. Robert was a year older than my son, and he was quite a handsome young boy. I didn't pay much attention to him at first, but when he began to spend the night with Billy on various occasions, I discovered that they were either jacking themselves off ... or each other!
I would find the moist spots on the sheets, the spots separated far enough so that I knew they were both ejaculating. I took up my habit of smelling this moisture while masturbating again, only now I found my pleasure intensified by sniffing both ejaculations. My thought turned to Robert during my finger fucking activities, and I began to wonder what his young prick would look like.
I would lay on my son's bed, my nose against the moist places, smelling the exotic odor of their ejaculations and try to visualize Robert's cock in my mind. Then, I became aware of the sensitivity of my asshole. I don't know if my previous experience had anything to do with it or not, but now my masturbation took a different twist. Instead of fingering my pussy, I started rubbing at my asshole while I smelled the wet places on my son's bed.
Of course I couldn't, but it seemed to me-in my mind-that I could actually smell their genitals-those sweet cocks and balls-while I rubbed at my own asshole. I began to visualize the both of them, my son and Robert, as they jacked off, and this increased my own desires. I discovered that if I inserted just the tip of my finger into my asshole, it would make me feel so good I could come almost immediately. After this discovery, I would strip my clothing from my body so I would be totally naked. Then, I would squat over those wet spots and wipe my finger through the slippery stuff. Now, with my finger moist, I would reach underneath my ass and insert the finger up my asshole. I began to thrust the finger in and out, staring down between my spread thighs at the hair-rimmed lips of my pussy, and just below, those sweet spots of young semen. It was when there were two spots on the sheet that my passion was most intense.
Then I began wondering about Robert and my son. I began to think they were taking an unhealthy interest in each other's pricks. I didn't want my son to become a cock sucker-you know how a homosexual is treated today ... in this country.
I started taking more of an interest in Billy's activities, questioning him about Robert and his other friends. He didn't give me any indication of homosexuality, of course, and I'm not trained to understand any of the mannerisms or gestures of a homosexual. Since I wasn't finding anything out from my son, I started paying attention to Robert, hoping for some clue as to what they were doing. I want you to understand that my only motive for what I did was to protect my son ... to keep him from becoming a homosexual.
Maybe it was just my imagination, but I'm sure Robert was delighted at my attention toward him. I tried to conceal my questions so he wouldn't understand what I was driving at ... but I'm not very good at that sort of thing. I'm afraid Robert misunderstood me.
It happened one night when the two boys asked me to take them to a drive-in movie. There was some sort of horror show they had been wanting to see, but it was of the restricted type, you know ... where a parent or guardian had to attend with anyone under seventeen.
The movie had a lot of nudity in it ... girls bouncing around with their breasts showing ... naked, girl-asses exposed ... that sort of thing. There was one scene where a female vampire sank her fangs into the firm breasts of a sweet young thing, and this delighted the two boys. After the first movie was over during intermission, they went to get popcorn and a coffee for me. I wasn't at all interested in the films, but the boys were quite excited. I'm sure it was the first time either of them had ever seen a girl's naked breasts or ass before.
After they came back, and the second feature started, they leaned their heads together and whispered so I couldn't hear. Robert had gotten in the center, and I could feel his strong, young thigh against mine. I had placed a blanket in the back seat, because the nights had been quite cold lately. Now, as the evening wore on, I felt chilled. I pulled the blanket from the back seat and placed it around me, holding it about my neck. The boys, too, wrapped it around themselves.
They weren't paying much attention to the second movie, but they were doing a lot of giggling and moving around. I had the idea that they may have been playing with each other's cocks. Afraid I was making a mistake, yet wanting to find out about the two boys, I dropped my hand and let it lay on Robert's thigh. I heard him gasp softly, then I moved my hand up so that I had it laying in his lap. I could feel his cock there, and it was beginning to swell. I was strangely disappointed not to find either my son's hand or Robert's there. I started to pull my hand away, but the boy caught my wrist and held it down on his growing cock. With his other hand, he pulled the zipper of his pants down and then my fingers were wrapped about his hard prick. I was hardly breathing by this time, afraid to pull my hand away. I was afraid he would say something to my son ... or worse yet, to me.
For a long moment, I just let my fingers hold him tightly that way, then, as he held my wrist, he started moving my fist up and down his prick. I didn't want to jack him off, but I was in a position where I couldn't protest. I had felt of his cock of my own accord, and if I said anything, my son would find out what I was doing. Deciding to get it over with as fast as possible, I started to jack his cock off ... my fist flying up and down the hard shaft.
I felt him squirm around a bit, and hoped he wouldn't move so much my son would catch on to what I was doing. I could feel his prick throb in my palm, and I trailed my thumb over the sensitive head in an effort make him come quickly. But I had underestimated the staying power of a young boy.
I didn't look at him, but stared at the movie with unseeing eyes. I was getting excited by jacking him off beneath the blanket, and my pussy started twitching insanely and moistening the crotch of my panties.. While I continued to jack his cock off, I felt his hand slip over onto my thigh. I trembled as he shoved his fingers beneath the skirt, sliding it up, his warm eager fingers running along the inner surfaces. I wanted to close my thighs together, to capture his hand so he couldn't go any farther, yet I couldn't move. The only part of my body that I was able to move at all was my fist jerking up and down his cock.
I felt his hand moved higher ... and then his fingers were at the top of my thighs. I felt him brush against the cunt hair concealed by my panties, then he moved a finger downward. I would not have believed I was capable of it, but I opened my thighs and let him cup my cunt! He began to rub his hand up and down my pussy while I jacked him off, and my heart was beating so fast I was sure my son and Robert could hear it. I was panting as my emotions became more aroused ... and my thighs opened even wider, letting him do as he pleased with my heated cunt.
I heard Robert gasp, then his cock lurched in my hand. Thick, slippery come spurted out from the swollen head, down over my hand, making it slippery on his prick. I continued to jack up and down on his prick until he was finished coming. I pulled my hand away and wiped it on my skirt. I thought Robert would then remove his own hand, but he didn't. Instead, he continued to rub up and down the crotch of my panties. I could feel my orgasm boiling around, and knew that if he continued long enough, he would bring me to a climax. I pressed my crotch against his hand, whimpering softly, then I came. I shuddered with the pleasure, and when it was over, I had to remove his hand from between my thighs. I shoved my skirt down and pretended nothing had happened. Robert, too, pretended to pay attention to the remainder of the movie, but I could sense by his excited breathing that he wanted to mess around with me some more.
Robert was spending the night with my son again, so after the movie was over, I drove straight home. The two boys wanted to stop off at a pizza place, but I wasn't in the mood for noise right then, I was troubled by my emotions ... what I had felt during the movie while I had jacked Robert off, by the strange sensations of my own body when he had fumbled around between my thighs inexpertly, yet bringing me to orgasm.
After we arrived home, I made the boys a snack in the kitchen. I could sense the eyes of Robert moving over me as I puttered around. I don't know if it was a conscious effort on my part or not, but I found that while I was standing at the sink, rinsing the few dishes, that I was jutting my ass outwards in a tempting manner. When I did realize it, I quickly tucked it forward. I stayed up and watched an old movie on the television set, waiting for the boys to finish their showers and go to bed before I retired. I could hear them splashing around like the children they were, and found myself wondering if they were playing with each other. It seemed as if I could actually visualize their hands groping and feeling each other's cock and balls.
Although I was staring at the flickering television screen, I had no idea what was going on. My mind was filled with visions of young cock ... of heavy, full balls ... of firm, muscular ass cheeks. I. relived the thing I had done in the car at the movie ... actually felt as though Robert's hand was still between my thighs, exploring my pussy. I started to become quite aroused and closed my thighs tightly together, which only served to increase my passion by pressing at my inflamed clitoris.
I was so involved in my own lewd thoughts, I didn't hear the shower stop and it was a long time before I knew they were in bed. I waited a bit longer, then I snapped off the television set and went to my bedroom. Removing my clothing, I pulled a gown over my head, then crawled between the sheets. Still I could not go to sleep. The brazen manner in which I had jacked Robert's cock off ... the way I had let him fondle my cunt ... it all burned in my brain. Then a new sensation came over me. It wasn't my pussy that was steaming hot ... it was my asshole!
I squirmed around in the bed, trying to find some comfort, yet no matter what position I rolled into, it seemed that my ass was in contact with something. After almost half an hour, I threw the sheet from my body and tugged my gown about my waist. I rolled over onto my stomach and my hands flew to my ass cheeks. I gripped the swelling flesh with my fingers, digging into the tender flesh cruelly. I pulled the cheeks wide apart, arched my ass up into the air and then banged it down onto the bed, squeezing my cheeks together again. I did this for a few minutes, then started running a finger up and down the crack ... brushing at boiling asshole in a frenzy to still the passion there.
I thrashed around like a insane beast, trying to stop the passion in the only way I knew how. My blood was racing wildly ... my emotions soaring ... and I plunged a rigid finger deeply into my asshole. Of course, there was a sharp pain initially, but it was a fleeting one. Then there was nothing but intense sensation ... exquisite pleasure!
I was in an awkward position ... lying on my stomach with my hands behind me, and it was somewhat difficult to finger fuck my asshole in this manner. I was just about ready to roll over onto my back and throw my thighs high into the air when I heard the light knock of the bedroom door. Quickly, I jerked my finger out of my asshole and pulled the sheet up over me. Thinking it was my son, I called for him to enter.
The room was dark, but the blinds were open and enough moonlight filtered in to give a soft, shadowy existence to the room. When the door opened, I saw it was not my son, but Robert who entered.
"May I speak to you?" he said softly, tiptoeing quietly into the room.
"What ... what is it, Robert?" I asked, trying to mask my emotions as best I could. "Is something wrong?"
"No ma'am," he said, stopping at the edge of my bed.
I couldn't resist glancing down at his crotch. He was wearing jockey shorts ... that was all. At first I thought it was presumptuous of him, but remembering what we had done in the car I couldn't blame the poor boy.
"Then, what do you want to speak to me about, Robert?"
"About tonight ... what happened in the car, ma'am," he said, his voice not a bit shy or hesitant.
"Please, Robert ... forget about that. It shouldn't have happened."
"Maybe not, but it did. I liked it ... I really liked you doing that to me. Of course, I enjoyed touching you, too. I've never touched a girl ... down there."
Then I thought it would be a good time to find out if he and my son were doing things together. I patted the edge of the mattress and scooted over so he could sit down.
"Robert," I said, holding my voice down to a half-whisper. "Are you and Billy playing with each other?"
At first he didn't answer me, just looked down at the way the sheet was molded around my tits. Then he said, "No ... not really."
"Robert, don't lie to me. I've seen the spots on the bed. I know the two of you are doing something."
"Well ... we aren't doing things with each other, ma'am," he said. "We just do it to ourselves ... that's all."
I was relieved to hear this. I didn't mind if my son was jacking off, because as I've said, it's only normal. I was relieved that they weren't jacking each other off, or worse ... sucking each other! I reached out and patted the young boy on his naked thigh. I heard him gasp, and immediately my emotions lifted and I couldn't stop the wriggle of my ass beneath the sheet.
"About tonight," I whispered, unable to control myself, "did you enjoy what I did for you, Robert?"
"Oh, yes!" he said shivering a little. "It's the first time anyone ever did it to me, ma'am. It's much better than doing it to myself."
"And did you enjoy touching me ... feeling me between my thighs?"
"Oh ... that, too! You felt so hot ... awfully nice and moist!"
"Listen, Robert," I said, making up my mind swiftly. "Is Billy asleep? Sound asleep?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"All right ... I'll touch you again, Robert ... I'll touch you here," I placed my hand directly on top of his cock beneath his shorts. "I'll do that for you again ... but you must never tell anyone, do you understand?"
"I understand, ma'am ... I wouldn't tell anyone-not ever!"
I slipped my fingers to the edge of his shorts, then shoved them under the waistband and felt his naked cock. I pushed the edge of his shorts away, and then his cock and balls were exposed to my searching fingers. I felt his growing cock for a moment, then cupped his tender, scantily -haired balls. He groaned as I squeezed them lightly. I rolled his balls around in my palm ... them moved my hand up to wrap about his strong, young prick. It was throbbing deliciously, and I could easily feel the wonderful power of it. I stroked my hand up and down his cock, jacking him gently and slowly. He began to squirm beneath my manipulations, and I knew he wanted to get his hands on me.
"Robert," I said in a husky whisper, my hand continuing to move up and down his rigid prick slowly. "You can pull the sheet off me if you want ... you can touch me again ... between my thighs. You can feel my pussy ... and I can jack you off-just like in the car."
His hands were trembling as he tugged the sheet from me. My gown was still around my waist, of course. Although it was dim in the room, there was enough light coming in to give him some idea of my naked body. He gazed down at me for a long time, then he reached out with a tentative hand, as if afraid I would stop him. I felt his hand brush through my pussy hair, and I spread my thighs wide for him. Now his fingers traced down over my moist, pulsating cunt, and I could not resist a small moan of delight as he probed at my excited clitoris. My hand was racing up and down his cock now, fast and furiously. He felt around my cunt lips, then stuck an exploring finger into me. I lifted my naked ass, spreading my legs wider to give him free access to my genitals. Now, he was busy sliding his finger in and out of my wet pussy, finger fucking me in an inexperienced way while I jacked his cock in my now tight fist.
He was too excited to last long, and in a short time I had his cock gushing all that sticky juice all over my hand, some of it getting on the sheet. His fingers slipped in and out of my cunt in a jerky, spasmodic manner when he started coming, and then, when he started to plunge his finger back into my cunt, he missed. Instead, it went straight up my asshole. There was an immediate reaction on my part.
When his finger stabbed deeply into my asshole, I squealed with delight and threw my crotch high into the air, my hand on his gushing cock holding so tight I'm sure I brought pain to him. For a moment, Robert was too surprised to find his finger up my asshole instead of inside my pussy, and he didn't move. I went into a spasm of orgasm ... my asshole clenching at his finger ... my pussy secreting copiously ... my tits swelling ... my body jerking. "Ohhhh ... ohhhhh ... I'm coming! Ohhhhh ... Robert ... you're making me come! Oh God! Ohhh ... it's wonderful! Delicious! Ohhhh ... ohhhh ... !"
He finally pulled his finger from my tightly clutching asshole, and I slumped to the bed. I removed my wet hand from his cock and wiped it on the sheet. He sighed, then stood up. I looked up at him, then down at his limp prick and empty balls that were still exposed. All I could see was the dim outline of them, but what I could see thrilled me immensely.
Then, without a word, Robert turned and left my bedroom.
All the next day I was overcome with remorse about what I had done. After all, Robert was only fifteen years old, and I am thirty-five. A woman my age just doesn't mess around with kids like that. I was afraid he would mention it to someone ... then I'd be in bad trouble. Too, he was a good friend of my son, and he could slip and let Billy know about it.
On the following day, I was surprised to find Robert at the door.
"Why, Robert," I said, glancing at the clock. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in school."
"I played hooky, ma'am," he said, smiling at me. "I got to thinking about you ... and well, I just couldn't study."
"Thinking about me?" I said, pleased about it. "What were you thinking?"
"About the other night."
"Oh?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Well ... why don't you come inside, Robert," I said. "Come on ... we can talk about it."
He followed me to the couch, and I offered him a coke, which he refused.
"Well, what about me, Robert?" I smiled at him, knowing I couldn't resist his young body ... his firm, strong cock any longer. I was not interested now in what he and my son did together ... I was only interested in how to please myself.
"I think you're ... beautiful, ma'am!" he blurted, blushing slightly.
"Oh, you just think so because of what I've done for you."
"No, it's true ... you are beautiful!"
"Okay, I am beautiful ... and of course, you want me jack you off again, is that it?" I smiled teasingly at him.
"Well ... I sort of hoped ... hoped you might," he murmured. "I kinda thought you'd let me touch you again ... down there, too."
"Let's see," I glanced at the clock again-it was one o'clock and school didn't get out until three. That gave me two hours at the most with him. "Robert, you didn't tell anyone about us, did you?"
"Oh, no ... I said I wouldn't!"
"All right, Robert," I moved close to him, then leaned over and kissed his smooth cheek. "But why don't we do something else this time? Would you like that?"
"Oh boy!"
"How would you like for the two of us to get naked ... take all our clothes off? We could have a lot of fun ... being naked ... touching each other ... playing around."
"Oh boy! Let's do it, ma'am!"
I stood up and began to remove my clothing. He watched me with wide, hungry young eyes. When I was totally naked, he looked all over my body, exclaiming his wonderment about my swelling tits ... my long thighs ... my swelling ass cheeks ... the curling hair around my pussy.
"Now it's your turn, darling," I urged him. "It's your turn to get naked and let me see you."
He was eager ... almost too eager. He fumbled around with his buttons and zipper and finally stood beautifully naked before me, his cock standing out in pulsating hardness, his balls dangling deliciously down from his crotch.
I stepped up close to him, wrapping my arms around his strong shoulders. He was much shorter than I, and I had to bend to kiss him. His lips were warm and soft, not hard like most men I've been with. He didn't resist when I probed at his lips with my tongue, nor did he protest when I thrust it into his mouth, feeling around behind his teeth. I let my hands slide down his back, and I cupped his ass cheeks in my palms and pulled his jutting cock against my upper thighs. I could feel the heat of him, and the moisture smeared at my flesh. I moved one hand around to grip his cock, then I parted my thighs just a bit. I slipped his cock between them, and then I started bumping my pussy back and forth, thrilling to the pulsating hardness of his cock sliding between my sensitive inner thighs.
Robert moaned softly against my mouth, and I pulled away from him and sat down on the couch. I gripped his hips and had him stand in front of me, pulling his naked body between my thighs. I looked at his beautiful cock and scantily -haired balls now only inches from my face. I stroked it tenderly with one hand, fondling his balls with the other. The smooth head was swollen, the small pink slit crying with a clear tear of his pre-come juice.
Although I had never taken a cock into my mouth before, I suddenly had the desire to suck him ... to suck him and make his cock squirt his come down my throat. The slight odor of his genitals aroused me to a high pitch of excitement, and my cunt was quivering maddeningly ... my asshole clenching and relaxing. I shoved my face close to his cock, and with my tongue flicking from my lips, I probed the tip of his cock, licking up the small bead of his juice. The exotic taste of it inflamed my already burning brain, and I couldn't resist opening my lips and sliding them over that lovely prick. I moved my lips down ... my tongue fluttering about the taut skin ... feeling the delicious pulsations of prick inside my warm, moist month. I felt the swollen head scrape over the roof of my mouth, then it was at the back of my throat. I gagged slightly from the unfamiliar feeling, but recovered swiftly. Now I was sucking back and forth furiously on his cock ... holding the shaft tight with my lips and licking my tongue all around in a frenzy of delight. I could have gone on all afternoon ... licking and sucking at his wonderful boy cock, but my asshole was silently crying for attention.
Now, it may sound insane of me, especially after what had happened to me with the man-the one who ravished my asshole against my will. But, strange to say, I didn't want to get fucked in my pussy ... I wanted to feel this throbbing cock slide into my asshole!
Although my mouth was sensitive and I loved sucking on him ... I wanted his cock inside my asshole more than I wanted to have him come in my mouth. I slipped my lips from him, then looked up into his staring eyes.
"Robert ... how would you like to fuck me?" I asked in a throaty voice.
"Oh ... I've never fucked a girl before, ma'am! Could I? Would you really let me fuck you? I know how ... I've talked about it to boys. I know how to fuck you!"
"I'm sure you do, darling," I said, petting his saliva-coated cock gently. "But ... I want to get fucked in a different way, Robert. Will you do it the way I ask?"
"Oh, yes!" he cried out eagerly, his cock jerking up and down like a cleaver in the air.
I moved off the couch and lay down on the floor, rolling to my stomach. I arched my ass upwards, and twisted my face around to look at him over my shoulder. "There! There is where I want you to fuck me, Robert! I want your cock up my asshole! Hurry ... please, hurry and fuck me in my ass!"
"But ... won't that hurt you, ma'am?"
"You let me worry about that, darling ... you just stick your beautiful cock in my ass and fuck!"
He dropped to his knees and as I spread my thighs, he knelt between them. I reached around behind my naked ass and grasped his cock, pulling it down to my crack.
"Open me, Robert!" I cried out. "Pull my cheeks open ... stretch them wide so you can get in my asshole!"
I felt his hands on my ass, then he pulled, and my asshole was exposed. I pulled his cock down, brushing it across my inflamed asshole for a moment, then shoved back against the swollen head. He cooperated wonderfully by pressuring down. I relaxed my asshole and he slipped right into me. Immediately my emotions soared. There was no pain ... only the delicious sensation of pleasure as his cock spread my asshole ... filled me ... stretched me....
"Now ... fuck me, Robert!" I screamed. "Fuck my asshole ... thrust your prick in and out ... fuck me, you darling boy! Ohhhh ... what a cock ... what a beautiful, hard cock! Ohhhh ... fuck my hot asshole, darling ... plunge your boy-cock up my ass!"
He fell across my trembling back, his hands squirming beneath me and clasping my tits tightly, then he began to plunge up and down. I writhed and wiggled my ass as much as possible, wanting this asshole fuck to be the greatest thing he would ever experience. We both were moaning and groaning in our efforts ... and I thrust my naked ass back up every time he lunged downward. My mind was blazing ... my nerves screaming ... my pussy clutching spasmodically ... my asshole clinging tightly to his wonderfully fucking cock. It was the most wonderful thing I had ever experienced. We thrashed wildly on the floor, his cock stretching my asshole so sensationally, that I began to come in a few short minutes.
"Ohhhh ... Robert, darling ... I'm coming! I'm coming ... and you're fucking me in my asshole ... making me come all over the fucking place! Ohhh ... squirt it in to me, darling! Spurt your lovely come in my ass ... fill my fucking ass with your come juice!"
His hands squeezed tightly at my tits, almost hurting them, but his lunges became more fierce ... more powerful. Then he was gushing his come juice into my asshole. The sudden eruption of his come inside me triggered another orgasm that caused me to shudder violently, and I almost went out of my mind. The sensations were so intense, so tremendous, I was hardly aware of when he finally pulled his limp prick from my flooded, clinging asshole.
I must have lain there for a long time, because when I finally recovered my senses, I realized it was almost three o'clock. I crawled lazily to my feet and went into the shower. For the first time in years, I was perfectly happy ... very well satisfied, sexually speaking. The dull ache of my asshole was quite pleasant, and not tender and sore as before.
Of courses, I know it's supposed to be wrong of me, a woman my age doing this with a boy old enough to be my own son, but to tell the truth, I don't give a damn! I've enjoyed myself tremendously with Robert ... and so has he. Fuck the hypocritical pricks who make our idiotic laws!
* * *
As can be seen, Ingrid's sexual desires became seated in and around her rectum. This is not unusual in some women ... once they have experienced anal intercourse.
Although one might question her methods in finding out about her son and his friend, we cannot deny her fear of homosexual activity-of the fear her son was becoming a homosexual. Many mothers will go to extreme limits in the protection of their offspring, often taking bizarre action.
Ingrid's brutal ravishment-rectally-by a man her own age, instead of creating fear and pain so that she would avoid anal intercourse in the future, did just the opposite. Her desires became anally oriented. Although she states she has allowed Robert to indulge his own desire of vaginal copulation, she insists that this does nothing for her-now. According to her statements, most sexual activity with the young boy is centered around anal intercourse.
Too, there is one aspect of her sexuality that Ingrid refuses to admit-that of her masturbation upon seeing the residue of her son's masturbation. It is evident to the learned person that Ingrid does have incestuous desires to copulate with her own son. Whether or not she will eventually seduce her own son, only time can tell.
CASE FOUR
Many women possess voracious appetites for sexual activity. When it is carried to the extreme, it is called nymphomania.
In the case of such an aggression being directed toward young children, it is known as pedophilia.
This perverse need has afflicted educated social workers, story-tellers to children in zoos and public libraries, elementary school teachers, etc., and in fact, any area where young women are present for the sole purpose of guiding or guarding young children.
The following case we will consider deals with Alice. When the case came to my attention, she was twenty-five years old. A picture in her file revealed her to be a beautifully striking, radiant faced girl. The photograph was taken aboard a luxury liner passenger ship on which she worked as a children's attendant. She was wearing a bikini-type bathing suit, revealing luscious and thrusting breasts, a narrow, almost too thin waist, and long, shapely and goldenly tanned thighs. Raven black hair swirled around her shoulders, and she was giving forth with a tantalizing smile. Around her were many young children, their ages running from approximately ten to thirteen years old. She is holding two of the older girls around the waist and they are looking up into her extremely pretty face with adoring eyes.
There is no doubt in my own mind that Alice could attract any male-any adult male-she so desired.
Alice took this job aboard the luxury liner as a children's attendant for a particular reason-she would have an almost inexhaustible supply of young children to satisfy her sexual cravings ... a supply of young boys and girls with whom to indulge her lust, and it would be almost impossible for an authority to accuse her or convict her of any immoral or unnatural sexual play.
The passenger ship made a round trip to France every twenty days. Every six weeks it would lay over in either Le Havre, or New York for about the same length of time, before beginning its routine all over again.
Alice had learned of her sexual needs for children only the year before when she had been a part-time life guard in a neighborhood swimming pool.
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Two young girls, about twelve and thirteen, had lost their locker key. It was late and the pool was closing. Alice took the bathing-suited girls down the block to where she lived. There, they could use her phone to call their parents to come with street clothing so they could go home.
Inside the apartment, Alice was surprised to feel a tremendous surging in her pussy as her eyes caressed the young girls semi-naked bodies. Unfortunately, but fortunately for Alice, neither of the girls' parents were home. Since they couldn't possibly go home in bathing suits at that time of year, Alice invited them to stay and wait until they could contact their parents.
All three were still in their swim suits. "Come on, kids," Alice said to them, "Let's get out of these wet suits, okay?"
"What will we wear?" the youngest girl asked.
"Oh, don't worry ... I'll find something," Alice said, taking off the top of her suit, letting her swelling and thrusting breasts free. The two young girls gazed at the creamy white flesh and at the rosy pink nipples with eager eyes.
Next, Alice squirmed her hips about, shimmying out of the bottom of her clinging wet suit ... and she became totally naked in front of the young girls. She felt a distinct shiver of growing anticipation shoot through her body, creating an excitement unlike any she had felt before. She found it very enjoyable having the two girls look at her naked body, and her breasts tingled with a delicious sensation, her nipples became even more erect.
"Ohhh ... you're absolutely gorgeous!" squealed the young girl, grinning impishly. "Don't you think she has the most heavenly titties you ever saw, Margie?" she asked her friend, who was now climbing out of her own suit.
"She sure does!" said Margie, the eldest of the two by one year. She squirmed her hips about and finally dropped her suit, as naked now as Alice was. Then the youngest girl, Sue, peeled her suit off without hesitation.
Alice gazed at them, appraising the young, naked bodies. The sight of both naked kids before her was making her pussy twitch and quiver with a desperate need. Her eyes moved over the naked bodies hotly, drinking in the firm smooth beauty of the young girls. Sue, the youngest, didn't have even the hint of breasts as yet, but Margie's were sprouting, although they weren't even the size of ripe plums as yet. Alice let her eyes move down to the crotches of the girls, seeing that Sue's was hairless. The small pink slit was exposed in all it's smooth beauty. Marge had a few tendrils that grew at the top of her slit, and a few just at the outer edges of her pussy. Even then, it had the appearance of a baby as much as Sue's ... and Alice thought that Margie had the sweetest cunt of the two.
"Shall I get towels for us, or should we just dry off this way? I mean ... stay naked like this. After all ... we are all girls, aren't we ... and it really shouldn't matter too much?" Alice said, trembling slightly as her passion grew stronger.
"I think we should stay this way-naked! It's fun to be naked sometimes," said Margie with a wicked little smile. "Besides ... we've never seen an older girl like you naked before, have we, Sue?"
"Golly, no," Sue replied, her eyes glittering with excitement, "I like to look at your ... you're so beautiful. I like the way your titties stand up that way. I hope mine are as pretty when I get older." She licked her lips in a nervous gesture.
"Me, too ... I love her tits," Margie said, her eyes burning directly on the swelling mounds.
Alice smiled, her passion bubbling hotly in the pit of her stomach as the idea came to her. "Listen ... you kids can look at me-examine me-all over if you would like, but first, I want to get you a soda ... and make myself a drink."
"Do you have beer," Sue asked suddenly. "We drink beer sometimes," she giggled in a childish way. "Don't we, Margie?"
"Oh, yes we do," Margie agreed, sitting down on the couch, crossing her slim, almost skinny legs. She crossed them in such a way that Alice could not help but see the pink slit ... the crack between her young thighs ... the lips of her scantily-haired little pussy. It was a magnificent cunt ... the sight of it hiding almost shyly between the tantalizing white thighs, and Alice's pussy began to get very wet, pulsating as it never had before. She could feel the warm juices seep forth, moistening the inner surface of her thighs and it made her feel deliciously good.
"Certainly ... I have beer," Alice answered, her eyes now caressing Sue's hairless twat openly as she sat on the couch beside Margie, her slender thighs shamelessly wide apart.
"You've got a lovely bunch of hair around your pussy," Margie said without a trace of bashfulness, her eyes staring at the curling triangle. She brushed her hand down to stroke the few darkened hairs of her own pussy. "Gee ... I wish I had a thicket of cunt hair like that! Wow ... wouldn't the boys go crazy for me then!" she grinned at her friend, Sue.
"They sure would," Sue agreed, watching her friend stroke the silken tendrils languidly. "But, my gracious, Margie ... don't you have enough boyfriends now?"
The conversation went on as Alice went to the kitchen to get the girls a bottle of beer, then made herself a drink. She enjoyed hearing the two young girls speak in this manner, and it made her emotions flare into an intense sensual feeling. She had never enjoyed a sexual experience with anyone so young before, and now she found herself looking forward to it very much.
Returning to the living room, she gave the girls the beer. "Well, girls," she said in a throaty voice, "ready to look me over? Now is your opportunity to find out what a big girl looks like, you know. How do you want me to stand ... in front of you? Or would you like for me to just walk around ... like I was a model or something?" she asked, turning on her toes like a dancer so they could see her firm, smooth, jutting ass cheeks and the long sweeping curve of her sloping titties, and the sweet way her thighs melted into the smoothness of her buttocks.
"Neither," Margie smiled in a wanton, yet childish way. "You just sit right here ... between the two of us. Would that be okay with you, Sue?"
"Ohhhh ... I don't care! Any way is perfect with me," Sue squealed naughtily.
Alice sat between the two naked young girls, feeling the pressure of their slim thighs against hers. For a moment, they sipped the drinks, and in a short time, Alice had her arms around each naked shoulder of Sue and Margie, and the girls were enjoying themselves very much, especially the pressure of Alice's full breasts against their upper arms. Then, deliberately, Alice rubbed her fingertips in a caressing motion along their smooth, young necks. For a moment this was all she did, then she let her hands slide down over the front of each girl, her fingertips caressing at the small, almost nonexistent nipples of the two girls, her fingers squeezing ... pinching ... teasing them lightly.
Both girls giggled childishly, trembling as their small bodies grew heated and moist. They were having a tremendous time ... sipping beer with a grown woman ... a grown, naked woman.
"Hey...." Margie said, her voice hoarse and childish. "Why don't we play with her titties, Sue. After all ... she's feeling ours. Besides, didn't you tell me one time that you'd like to play with a pair of full, round tits! Well ... now's our chance!"
Both girls were bold in their fondling ... cupping and hefting the swelling breasts of Alice ... tweaking the nipples ... cupping and squeezing the full resilient mounds in their small hands. Each girl held a breast, and it wasn't long before they had their warm, eager young mouths at the nipples, chewing ... nibbling ... sucking ... licking with moist tongues at the sensitive nipples. Alice squirmed in pleasure, taking one hand from each of the two girls and, holding them by the wrist, she moved the warm palms up and down her naked thighs, making them crawl and touch ... feel and caress her smooth flesh. She held both hands and brushed the little fingers over her cunt hair. It wasn't long before she had one small palm cupping her moist, pulsating cunt, and then she wrapped her arm around Margie's head and brought it-unresisting-down to her white, quivering stomach. Margie, apparently having some experience, began to kiss and lick at the rippling smooth stomach of the older woman. Now, with the oldest girl kissing and laving her stomach with an eager, hot tongue, Alice had one of Sue's hands dancing around a swollen breast, the small, eager lips sucking at the other.
Alice couldn't stand much more of this torment, and she squirmed away from the two eager young girls. She crawled to the floor and stretched out with her thighs wide apart, exposing her pink, moist slit to their burning eyes. Sue and Margie stood at either side of her head, and she could stare up at those sweet, naked bodies ... see the small, almost hairless slits of their young, tender cunts. She ran her hands up their smooth thighs, in between them and touching the pink puss of each girl with a finger, spreading the lips and caressing the tiny, pulsating clitoris of each girl. She caressed the sweet, delightful cunts as the two girls spread their legs and stood in a spraddled stance above her. After a few moments, she trailed her hand underneath their young crotches and caressed the small swell of their ass cheeks with her fingers, cupping the buttocks in her palm and squeezing gently, then harder until the girls squealed with delight.
With her hot, smoldering eyes staring up between the thighs of each girl, Alice probed and poked at the small slits ... slipping a finger into each cunt and massaging them delicately. She ran a finger up and down the cracks of the warm, vibrating flesh of their ass, and her own buttocks began a slow rotating movement on the carpet, her cunt dripping wildly now.
"Ohhh ... I must do it!" Alice sobbed, sitting up quickly, her naked titties jiggling in a delicious manner. "I can't help it, girls ... I've got to taste those sweet little cunts! Here ... sit on the couch, both of you ... spread your legs nice and wide. I'm going to kiss those sweet cunts ... lick my tongue all around them ... love them ... suck your cunts!"
The two young girls, now fully eager and more than willing to participate in this lesbian act, sat down and parted their thighs as wide as they could, Margie threw in one of her thighs over Sue's thigh as they sat close together. Alice, kneeling between Margie's thighs, shoved her face into the almost hairless pussy and licked furiously, then moved to perform the same act upon the hairless slit of Sue. The two girls giggled and thrashed, enjoying this thing with an older woman tremendously. As she was tonguing one young cunt, her hands were teasing at the other.
After a while, Alice couldn't take any more torment. She sprawled on the floor, splaying her thighs out lewdly, her own fingers digging into her hairy pussy furiously.
"Come on ... one of you lick me!" she shouted, heaving her crotch into the air. "I want to get my cunt licked off! Margie ... Sue ... one of you ... eat my hot cunt ... suck my pussy ... tongue fuck my hole!"
"I will!" Margie said with excitement, dropping between Alice's open thighs and shoving her face eagerly to the hair-rimmed, sopping wet slit.
Alice used both her hands to pull the lips of her cunt apart, giving access to her pulsating clitoris and the moist entrance to her cunt. She was delighted as Margie started lashing at the sensitive clitoris with her moist, greedy tongue, and she whipped her naked ass up and down, smearing the smooth cheeks of the young girl as she sucked and licked wantonly. Margie, although inexperienced at cunnilingus, soon had Alice's pussy streaming with an enormous orgasm. She delighted in shoving her tongue into the tightly clasping, hair-lined opening of the older woman's slit ... and she was also delighted at being able to produce the body-shuddering sensations in Alice's body.
Before the evening was over, Alice had shown the two young girls all she knew about eating and sucking and licking each other. Margie could experience a moist orgasm, but Sue was still a bit young, although she did enjoy something similar to an orgasm. There was nothing Alice did not do-nor that the two young girls did not do-to themselves and each other. Alice even probed her tongue into each tiny asshole ... and in turn was reamed by the hot tongues of the two girls. By the time the girls had to leave, they were well on their road to lesbianism ... and very much satisfied with what they had done.
* * *
This event was Alice's beginning as a child seducer. She found the experience to her liking ... and she went in search of other young children. For the next week or two, the two young girls were in the apartment almost every afternoon ... and it was always for the same reason-sex and more sex. Neither girl told anyone of this, and Alice, of course, remained silent. The fact cemented the idea in Alice's fertile mind that a complete seduction of young girls was entirely possible. She had found herself becoming steadily obsessed with the tender genitals and rectums of young girls ... her mind constantly thinking of them.
* * *
When the luxury liner sailed on her first job with the steamship company as a child attendant, Alice was a bit leery to attempt anything during the first day, but on the second day at sea, she decided her feelings were ridiculous.
There were only four children on this trip. One was a baby of three ... the other was a family of three young children; Fred, aged thirteen, Bimi, aged twelve, and their younger sister who was eleven, Cindy. They were all sweet-looking Children ... well-bred with good manners and from a good, well-to-do family. They were traveling with their father and step-mother. The children's father had tipped Alice very well at the beginning of the trip to watch over them during the whole trip, leaving him and his wife to their own devises, so they could enjoy the trip without the interference of the children.
The three children's room was tastefully furnished. It was situated in a quiet part of the ship and it was very private and secluded. In it were about ten bunks ... loads of toys ... games ... and a refrigerator filled with snacks and milk. Alice put the baby in for her nap, and then began to play with the other three kids ... keeping them quiet and busy.
That night, Fred, Bimi and Cindy got permission to sleep in the children's room, This was the chance Alice had been waiting for; her stateroom was just off the playroom, with a connecting door.
Alice was lying in her bed, totally naked and anticipating her move when she heard the light tap at her door. "Come in," she called out softly, not bothering to cover her naked body whatsoever, deciding the direct approach would be best.
The door opened, and Fred stepped in. He stopped when he saw the swelling breasts exposed before his eyes.
"Oh, my goodness!" he gasped, eyes wide and staring at the erect nipples.
"Oh, don't be afraid, Fred," Alice said in a soft, soothing voice. She swung her slender legs from the bed, then sat up without making any attempt to conceal her jiggling breasts. She smiled at him, saying, "I won't bite you, Fred ... come on over here and tell me what you want."
The young boy stepped farther into the room.
"Close the door, dear," Alice whispered.
Fred did as she said, but he never once removed his eyes from those luscious titties that jutted so sweetly toward him.
"Now ... come here, dear," Alice Urged, holding her hands out to him. "Come here and sit beside me ... tell me what it was you wanted."
Fred couldn't remember what he had wanted to ask her ... his mind reeling with the beauty of her naked body. He moved to her, and didn't protest as Alice had him sit beside her, her arm around his shoulder. For a moment, he was rigid, as though afraid. She caressed his neck with her fingertips, then without saying anything, she began to pull his face down against her breasts. Fred's hot breath wafted over her naked flesh, and Alice shivered with the building anticipation. She pulled his face between her breasts, pressing his lips into the smooth, creamy valley between them.
"You're supposed to kiss them, Fred," she said in a soft voice.
"You ... you won't tell on me, will you?" came his muffled reply. "You wouldn't tell my father, would you, Alice?"
"Of course not, you darling thing," she soothed. "I want you to kiss my titties with your sweet mouth ... why would I tell on you?"
She brushed her breasts back and forth across his face, and before Fred knew it, he was sucking eagerly and wantonly at one erect, rubbery nipple. Alice sighed, holding the back of his head tightly against her straining breast. After a moment, she decided to continue her seduction of the young boy. With her hand holding his head to her breast, his tongue swirling ... lips sucking ... she moved her other hand down the front of his body ... exploring ... seeking, then finding his young prick hidden in the folds of his pajamas. She caressed his cock through the thin material, then found the open fly, her fingers darting inside to wrap about his small cock and balls. She played with the tender organs as his mouth continued to create delightful sensations in her naked body.
"Of course we won't tell anyone what we're doing, dear boy," she said as she soothed him. "This will be our secret ... no one else will ever know. That is ... if you want it that way ... and want to have a lot of fun with me."
"Ohhh ... I do, Alice," came his muffled reply. "I love you ... I love doing this to your beautiful ... titties! I really love being with you this way. It's so secret and so much fun for me ... I like the way your hand feels on me ... down there. I never have much fun."
"You darling thing," Alice crooned, stroking her fingers up and down his now throbbing, hard cock. "Poor, sweet little boy ... who never has any fun! Well ... let's have some fun right now! But ... are your sisters asleep?"
"Yes."
She cupped his cock and balls with her palm, fondling ... rubbing ... feeling ... caressing him. Fred moaned as her fingers reached down beneath his smallish balls ... twisting ... tugging at them ever so gently ... fingering them, then her feeling fingers moved farther yet ... and she was raking them up and down the crack of his young, small ass cheeks. The thirteen-year-old boy shivered as she continued to feel about his body, even parting his ass cheeks gently to probe at his small, puckered asshole. Fred, trembling and moaning with the most pleasurable sensations he had ever felt in his life, was caressing her firm titties with eager, fumbling hands ... massaging them ... squeezing them ... pinching them as his lips continued to suck and lick at the other.
Alice took one of his hands and brought it down, placing it between her warm, silken thighs. Parting her legs, she brought his hand up to her hair -lined, wet and throbbing cunt.
"Feel me, Darling," she urged in a passionate whisper. "Feel my pussy ... play with my cunt ... while I play with your sweet little cock and balls. Rub my pussy, Fred ... stick your fingers inside my cunt and work them in and out. That's called finger fucking a girl ... go ahead ... finger fuck me!"
She stretched out on her bed, bringing her hands up from his hard cock and tender little balls, bringing them up to stroke and knead her up-thrusting titties herself. Fred, his young mind blazing with this new-found pleasure, stuck two fingers deeply into the widely exposed and bushy pussy as Alice spread her legs ever so wide. He gazed down at the hair-lined slit, seeing her delectable little clitoris wink provocatively up at him from the glistening wet folds of her pussy. Doing as she directed, he began to thrust his two fingers in and out of the slippery orifice, and Alice writhed and moaned and thrashed passionately all over the narrow bunk. Her pussy was a sweltering cavern of lust ... and she bounced her naked ass up and down as her orgasm bubbled and rippled in the pit of her stomach. She cried out softly, arching her cunt up into his hand as the lips went into convulsive spasms, tightening and relaxing around his plunging fingers.
After her orgasm receded, she took his wrist and pulled his fingers from the clinging lips of her pussy, then swung her naked thighs over the edge of the bed again.
"Here ... stand in front of me, darling," she said in a husky voice. "You made me come off so nicely ... I want to do something very nice for you. Have you ever been sucked off, Fred? Have you ever had your sweet little cock in a girl's mouth before?"
"Golly, Alice," he said in an excited voice. "I haven't ever done anything before with a girl. I've heard other boys talk ... but I didn't know anything!"
"Well, darling ... you are about to have the most enjoyable experience you will ever have! Getting sucked off!"
She leaned her face down a bit, her hands gripping his small, pajama-clad hips. His cock jutted forth, the small head glistening like a shiny pearl. She tugged at his pajamas, and they puddled around his feet. Fred removed them by stepping out of the garment, then he was naked from the waist down ... just as she wanted him. His cock was long and slender ... his balls small yet full. There was curls of hair around the base of his prick, but it wasn't thick as yet.
"You have a lovely prick, darling," she crooned, stroking it for a moment with her fingers. Then, gripping his naked hips in both hands, Alice dipped her head down and sucked his cock deeply into her mouth. Since it was small, she had no difficulty whatsoever in sliding her lips to the very base, the soft hairs tickling her nostrils. For a moment, she sucked up and down his cock, her tongue twirling in a wanton manner ... teasing ... licking as she created a powerful suction. His semi-naked body trembled with the intensity of his pleasure.
She gripped his small ass cheeks in her palms now, and holding her face still, she moved his hips back and forth, effectively fucking her mouth with his young cock.
Pulling her moist, warm lips away from his saliva-coated cock, she turned him around so that his small, boyish ass cheeks were toward her. "Fred ... I want you to bend over ... way, way over. Touch your feet with your hands ... and I'll do something else to make you feel good."
Fred complied, bending over until his hands were against the floor. Alice looked at the spread expanse of his ass cheeks ... at the small, pink and puckered asshole of the young boy. Her breath was coming in pants now as her emotions flared once more. Getting to her knees behind him, she clasped his thighs and shoved her face between the spread cheeks, pressing her lips to his asshole. She kissed him moistly there, then opened her lips and snaked her tongue out. She enjoyed herself for a moment by licking all over his stretched cheeks, then as her emotions became overwhelming, shot her tongue directly against his small asshole, licking at it furiously. She could feel his asshole tighten and relax convulsively as she stabbed and probed, swirling at the rear hole. As her tongue slowly penetrated the youth's asshole, she reached in front of him and gripped his swollen cock in one hand, jerking back and forth in a frenzy; her nostrils flaring ... her tongue flying ... her hand pounding. Alice felt him tremble in a violent manner, and quickly withdrew her tongue from his clasping asshole. She twisted the boy around and, clasping his balls in one hand, she gripped the cheek of his ass and quickly devoured the long, slender cock into her mouth. She sucked furiously, her tongue like a blazing fire running around his cock and tickling the small slit on the end. She created the most intense suction possible, sucking her cheeks inward ... making her mouth tight and wet for him. Her lips and tongue swished ... twisted ... nibbled ... lapped the pulsating cock. Her hand tugged gently at his smallish balls ... the other digging into the warm crack of his ass. She felt the boy shake ... shudder ... and his cock exploded, gushing the thick, boy-semen down her throat in a torrent. She swallowed, making liquid gurgling sounds in her throat. She sucked the white globs from his balls ... swallowing in a frenzy to take it all.
It was the thirteen-year-old boy's first orgasm with a female ... and he thoroughly enjoyed coming off in her mouth. He adored the way the twenty-five-year-old woman continued sucking every drop of his come from his cock ... loved the way her mouth and swirling tongue licked down lower ... drawing his emptying balls into her mouth so she could suck on them ... the way her fingers raced up and down the crack of his ass ... teasing him as he came in a squirting torrent down her gulping throat ... the way they rubbed insanely at his asshole while he gripped the back of her head.
"Ohhhh ... wow!" he hissed, almost falling from exhaustion. "That was great Alice! I didn't know ... it could be so good this way."
She pulled her mouth from his now soft and wrinkled cock, petting it with her hand. She smiled up at him. "Now ... you've had your little prick sucked off, darling ... go to bed," she teased. "That is ... unless you would like to kiss and feel me up a little more. If you aren't too tired, dear boy ... you could feel my pussy, if you want."
"Would ... will you let me?"
"Of course ... didn't I let you before? Come here...." she said. She lay back on her bunk again, spreading her thighs wide. "Why don't, you do it to me Fred? Why don't you kiss me here ... kiss between the hair of my pussy? Look at my cunt, darling ... isn't it pretty? Wouldn't you just adore kissing my wet pussy hole?"
Alice, her legs spread so that her cunt was fully exposed to his wide, staring eyes, lifted one knee high, bending it and throwing it against the wall next to the bunk. She parted the lips of her pussy with her hands. Fred, unhesitatingly, leaned down on his knees at her hips, then he pressed his face into her open crotch, almost burying his face by the softly, curling hairs. He kissed her directly on the pulsating clitoris, then moved his lips down to kiss the twitching lips of her cunt. He licked his tongue out, swirling it through the black hair of her pussy, then, as Alice held the lips of her cunt apart, Fred's tongue probed at the moisture gingerly. A loud gasp of pleasure came from his hair-surrounded mouth, and he shot his tongue far into the slippery passage of her steaming hot cunt ... licking and sucking at the creamy substance that flowed from her body. Alice began to rub furiously at her exposed, intensely inflamed clitoris as his tongue thrust into her ... and it took only a few short moments before she came off, heaving and arching her hair-lined pussy into the young face of the boy. Her naked body shuddered violently as a blinding fury swept over her ... making this orgasm one of the most beautiful she had ever experienced.
After she had recovered, she sent the young boy back to his bunk, where he fell into an exhausted, happy sleep. She was drifting off into sleep herself when she heard crying in the playroom.
Not bothering to pull her robe about her, she went into the playroom totally naked to see who was crying. It was Bimi, the twelve-year-old girl, having a nightmare. She had thrashed about and kicked the sheet from her body, and her nightgown was bunched about her small waist, revealing the young thighs ... the soft, tender stomach ... and, to Alice best of all, the sweet pinkness of her pretty little pussy.
Immediately Alice experienced a deep throb in her own cunt all over again. She felt tense and extremely excited just from seeing this little girl exposed. Bimi's succulent, tantalizing little pussy was right before her hungry, burning eyes. She reached out and touched the sleeping, crying girl's shoulder. Bimi didn't respond to the gentle shake ... she was sound asleep.
Alice couldn't resist the temptation before her. She lowered her head and snaked her tongue out ... licking the tip of it along the slit of that young, pretty cunt ... even going so far as to insert her tongue gently into the tasty opening so as not to awaken the sleeping child. She swirled her tongue around the fragrant slit slowly, tasting and licking tenderly. In a moment, the sleeping girl stopped moaning and lay still, her breathing heavy ... but normal.
Then, while Alice had her tongue swiping in and out of the hairless slit, Bimi suddenly parted her legs wide, lifting one knee high and placing her heel against her small ass cheeks. For a moment, Alice hesitated, holding her tongue motionless, but still inside the succulent pussy lips of the young girl. Alice felt a small ripple in the pussy ... and the little girl's body began to writhe and squirm on the bed.
Obviously, the child was awake.
Alice lifted her face from the hairless pussy and looked up, seeing two smiling, twinkly eyes looking down at her.
"Ohhh ... Alice," Bimi whispered. "Do it some more ... it feels so good!"
Alice placed her hand over the young girl's mouth, hushing her. Then she leaned up and whispered into the shell-like ear. Bimi nodded her head eagerly and crawled out of her bunk, following Alice across the room into the stateroom.
When Alice had closed the door, Bimi fell immediately into her naked arms. "You know, Alice ... my stepmother does that to me sometimes ... and it always makes me feel so good. I love having that done to me! I've tried and tried to get Cindy to lick me there ... but she won't do it. But ... she doesn't mind if I lick her between the legs."
Alice smiled inwardly at the sexual maturity of this lovely young girl, and she was not at all amazed to learn that the girl's stepmother was a cunt licker, too. She pulled the small body to her and worked the nightgown up with her fingers, then pulled it off. She pulled the now naked girl to the bunk and had her lay down on it, spreading the slim, girlish thighs wide so as to expose the hairless, ever so sweet little cunt. Without saying anything, she buried her face into the sweet slit and began to lick and suck the pretty pussy.
"Ohhh...." Bimi giggled. "That tickles ... tickles so good! Ohhhh ... your tongue really tickles my cunt, Alice ... it makes me want to pee! Ohhh ... I love what you're doing to me down there ... the way you make your tongue go in and out of my hole!" she cried softly.
Alice spread the girlish thighs wider apart and began to lick up and down the soft inner thighs, swirling her tongue in moist, hot circles. Then, placing her hands beneath Bimi's knees, she lifted them, pressing them back until the knees were on the small bumps of her sprouting titties. For a long moment, Alice gazed at the tight pussy slit ... at the pink pucker of the young asshole below. Then she shoved her face forward, pressing her lips to the twelve-year-old asshole and kissing it soundly. Her tongue shot forth and she licked at it delicately for a moment, then slipped her tongue up and down ... licking over the cunt lips and down to taste the asshole again. She swirled her avid tongue about the puckered hole, then pressed hard ... and felt her tongue pop into the girl's rectum. Now, with her tongue held tightly by the small asshole, she began to tongue fuck the girl there, licking and probing all around inside, as Bimi's small, naked body quivered and shivered in ecstasy ... hungering for more of that teasing, thrusting tongue of Alice ... and what it was doing to her.
Twisting her naked body around, Alice soon positioned herself so that her own hair-lined cunt was next to the little girl's face. She turned onto her side so Bimi's face was pressed against her stomach. As she gripped the small ass cheeks from behind, her mouth sucking avidly at the small slit, she felt warm, small hands sneaking between her parted thighs ... touching the soft, curling cunt hair, and she felt a finger inside her dripping wet pussy lips begin to explore and probe. Then she felt soft, wet kisses on her inner thighs as her own tongue licked and caressed furiously at the delicious young cunt of the small girl.
"Ohhhh ... I've wanted to do this to you ever since I saw you, Alice," Bimi whispered, her breath hot against the sensitive cunt of Alice. "I've wanted to kiss you here ... on your pussy ... ever since we came aboard!"
Alice lifted her mouth from the excited pussy. "Kiss it, Bimi ... kiss my pussy ... lick my cunt," she whispered, opening her thighs wider yet as the young girl's mouth pressed into the hair-lined orifice, her tongue beginning to swirl and thrust ... to roam around the pulsating clitoris ... then to dive deeply as she could into the steaming, slippery cunt. "Ohhhh ... my, but you certainly know how to eat pussy, you lovely doll!" Alice cried out as she felt the child's tongue spearing between her thighs, the lips gripping and sucking on the hairy cunt lips, tongue lapping, then she gasped in pleasure as the lips closed around her sensitive clitoris and began to nibble. Soft, excited, pleasant sounds came from the cunt eating child. Alice lowered her face and began to chew lightly at Bimi's small clitoris, her own sounds as loud ... sucking ... lapping ... emulating those of the child's.
Bimi's little girl cunt was very succulent ... very tantalizing ... and Alice wallowed in the pleasure of sucking and licking it. She rolled the young girl over then, placing her on her stomach as her lips descended to kiss and lick at the small, swelling ass cheeks. She pulled the cheeks apart and stabbed her tongue down into the asshole, just as she had done with Bimi's brother, Fred. The hairless slit of the girl was sopping wet now from Alice's sweeping tongue, as she moved it up and down ... back and forth ... paying homage first to the tender little asshole, then moving to the sweet cunt ... licking ... sucking ... devouring the shivering pussy and asshole alternately. Bimi, thrashing under this oral assault, grabbed at the swollen titties of Alice, her own mouth twisting and sucking at the grown, hair-lined cunt, swallowing at the secreting juices hungrily. Alice couldn't control the boiling orgasm that bubbled up, and then she began to flow copiously ... smearing and wetting the child's tongue and lips and face as Bimi's tongue hotly plunged in and out of Alice's convulsing pussy.
* * *
Before this first voyage was over and the vessel arrived in France, Alice was thrilled by her almost mass orgy with young children. The night before the ship was to dock was a wild, party time for the adults, as it is on any liner. Once again, Alice was tipped handsomely by the children's father for taking such good care of his children. And during that last night, the father asked her if she would care for them once again overnight. Of course, Alice was delighted to do this.
Fred and Bimi both had kept the secret well ... not even mentioning it to each other. Now, Alice wanted to see if she couldn't seduce the younger child, Cindy ... then Fred ... then Bimi, and finally see if she couldn't get them all together for a group session. She thought this would be a huge success if she could pull this off.
And it happened easily enough!
* * *
Alice, alone with the three children in the secluded part of the ship, could hear the revelry topside as the adults danced ... drank ... and made plans for later meetings. Cindy was very happy about going to France, and she was a bubbling bundle of joy. Bimi, of course, had nothing but melting eyes for her adult lover, Alice ... while Fred's cock was hard from the moment he had learned they were all going to spend the night together again. He was looking forward to having Alice suck him off this one last time.
Alice had been dressed to attend the festivities topside, but when the children's father phoned and asked her to take care of the kids, she decided to hell with the dancing ... she could have more fun right here. Not only that, but she could use the money he paid ... and besides, she visualized a lovely, sensual and erotic night with the three children.
She was wearing a low cut cocktail dress, an uplift bra that raised her already thrusting breasts to an even fuller exposure which almost exposed her nipples. She also had on extremely brief panties ... silk nylons ... and high heels. She was well perfumed and her appearance was absolutely ravishing. Her long raven-colored hair was down in soft waves over her naked, creamy white shoulders. She was a precious vision of loveliness ... one of sheer, absolute, beauty and charm.
When the children arrived after their dinner, they were happy ... smiling ... and very eager.
Bimi, seeing this radiant beauty of Alice, rushed up to her. "Listen...." she whispered into Alice's ear. "Know what I did last night? I got Cindy to lick my pussy for me! Yes ... I finally did! First, I licked her until she got so hot she could hardly stand it ... then I taught her what to do ... and she did it!"
"Was it fun?" Alice whispered back, pleased with this information.
"Ohhh ... it was marvelous! And ... you know, she liked it too! She really loved eating my cunt! We had a wonderful time ... we almost didn't get any sleep at all." she paused, then went on, "And you want to know something else?" the sweet faced child asked. "We both saw Fred ... he was playing with himself ... with his thing. He thought we were sound asleep, but we lay awake listening to him pull on it ... and when he didn't hear us, he must have peed or something because he kind of sighed, then went to sleep. And guess what ... while he was sleeping, he called your name!"
"Come on in, you two," Alice called to Fred and Cindy who were standing outside her stateroom door. Fred hung his head. Alice glanced down at his crotch and saw that his cock was hard, pressing against the material of his short pants. The two moved into her room, and Alice moved past him to shut the door, locking it. She moved her hand down and playfully rubbed his cock and balls. Fred flinched, but then he smiled suddenly at her. Alice cupped his cock and balls through his pants, saying, "Come here and let's talk about ... things."
The three children sat on her bed. Alice sat across from them, facing the brother and his sisters. With a deliberate movement, she pulled her skirt up as though to fix her nylons. She gazed at them openly, and saw Fred's eyes pop almost out of their sockets when he realized he could see all the way to the skimpy panties she wore.
The three children could see the lush hair of her cunt through the sheer garment ... the whites of her thighs above the nylon tops ... and the slender smoothness of the two thighs.
Fred became so aroused he could have pulled his cock out and jacked off right there in front of his two sisters and wouldn't have cared what they thought of him.
"Ohhhh ... look at those panties, Bimi!" Cindy squealed. "Aren't they the wildest things you've ever seen? Golly, Alice ... they're terrific!"
"Thank you, Cindy ... would you enjoy seeing more?" Alice arched her eyebrow quizzically at the three children. Without waiting for a reply, she took hold of the hem of her dress and lifted it high, exposing herself to the kids.
Her panties were very brief ... so brief and transparent that the children could actually see the pinkness of her hair-fringed cunt lips as she parted her smooth thighs for them.
"Ohhh ... you're very ... pretty," Cindy said emotionally. "You're very pretty ... and hairy, down there ... between your legs."
"She sure is!" Bimi cried out, her tongue licking over her small mouth in a suggestive gesture, remembering how she had licked into that forest of soft cunt hair ... the way the creamy cunt had felt on her tongue and lips.
Alice dropped her skirt and smiled as Fred sighed with disappointment. "Oh, you poor boy," Alice pouted at him, "did you want to look a little longer? Did you want to look up my dress some more?"
"Golly, Alice ... we all do," the three children said almost simultaneously, leaning forward on the bunk.
"I like the low cut of your dress, Alice," Bimi said in a throaty tone. "You have absolutely gorgeous titties ... don't you think so, Cindy?" she turned to her younger sister.
Alice smiled in appreciation, then stood up and moved close to the children. She leaned over and her breasts almost fell out of the skimpy bra. The kids could see the pink nipples hiding there and they were very erect and firm.
Alice could feel a tingling sensation in her semi-naked titties, and her pussy began to moisten. She enjoyed exposing herself this way to the hot eyes of the youngsters. Straightening up, she again lifted her skirt and held it at her waist.
"Should I remove my dress, kids? Maybe I'd be much more comfortable that way since we're all going to be alone here tonight. Would either of you mind if I made myself comfortable?" she teased.
The three children laughed.
"Well ... if you don't mind, who's going to unsnap me?" Alice asked, turning her back to them and peering over her shoulder seductively. She had to laugh as all three wanted to do this chore for her. She finally settled the mild argument by saying Cindy should be the one.
Off came the dress.
Alice, thrilling to the way the children gazed hotly at her, paraded back and forth, exercising her exhibitionist emotions ... twirling ... spinning on her toes ... posturing seductively as the three pairs of young eyes moved, over her precious, lovely and almost naked buttocks ... seeing the sweet swelling curve of each cheek as the panties rode high on her hips. Even if the panties weren't high, they could still see her sweet, smooth ass cheeks through the garment ... gaze upon the rounded, resilient globes of her gorgeous, lust-inciting ass. Alice bent over, with her buttocks presented toward them, and peered at them between her spread thighs. The children all gasped as they saw the brown pucker of her asshole exposed so lewdly to them.
Standing up again, she turned toward them. "Well ... what about you kids? Listen ... I have an idea, just in case someone should come snooping around and interrupt us ... but I don't think anyone will. Why don't you three all get into your pajamas ... then we can all have some fun ... that is, if you want," she teased, winking at them.
"Ohhh ... that's a wonderful idea," shouted Fred happily. "It sure is!"
Without any apparent shyness now, the three children quickly removed their clothing, not at all embarrassed before each other. Alice's eyes feasted on the three naked, young bodies. She saw that Fred's prick was as hard as a rod of steel, and he made no effort to conceal it from the gazing eyes of his two sisters, who stood nakedly and looked at it with interest.
The two sisters slipped their hands into the elastic waistband of their panties and slid them down, kicking them from their feet. Alice noticed Cindy, although the youngest, had a bit of curling down around the pink slit of her cunt lips. Fred looked at his sisters with interest, just as they had done with him. He looked first at Bimi's hairless cunt, then at his younger sister's.
"They're different from you, Alice," he sighed heavily, then he couldn't resist placing his hand to his swollen cock.
"Now listen," Alice said, her passion bubbling hotly inside her veins, "all you kids just sit on the bed ... I'm going to take off my nylon's ... okay?"
"Oh, please ... let me do that for you," Fred pleaded.
Alice nodded her head, pleased by his request. The young boy got to his feet, and then he kneeled in front of her, pulling her nylons off one by one. Alice parted her perfumed thighs so he could peer to his pounding heart's delight between her legs. She was steaming hot when his hands fumbled around with her garter belt. She lifted one foot, and playfully rubbed her toes gently over his young, throbbingly hard cock head.
"Please ... let me take off your bra!" Cindy squealed.
"Okay, dear," replied Alice.
Cindy skipped forward and removed her bra, freeing the swelling, creamy tits. Cindy gazed longingly at them ... and shyly lifted one hand to caress her fingertips over them. "Ohhhh ... they feel so soft," she squealed with excitement.
"I get to take off your panties!" giggled Bimi, kneeling in front of Alice. She slipped her fingers into the waistband and pulled them down the long, slender thighs of the older woman. Alice lifted one foot, then the other, kicking the flimsy, frail nylon away. Now she was totally naked ... and exquisitely ravishing. The three children stared at her, admiring the succulent, up-thrusting swell of creamy titties ... her firm, round ass cheeks, and gazed at the silken black hair that all but concealed her luscious cunt before dipping and disappearing between velvet-like thighs.
Bimi couldn't resist the overwhelming urge to lean forward on her knees and press her lips on the thick mass of cunt hair, kissing it soundly. "Ohhhh, Alice ... I could eat you up! You smell so delicious!" she sighed with thick passion in her childish voice.
"Can we kiss it, too?" both Cindy and Fred asked simultaneously in eager tones.
Alice smiled at the hungry expressions on the youthful faces, then sat down in the chair. She continued to smile sexily at them as she spread her thighs wide. Fred kneeled with his youngest sister at his side, Bimi on the other, and he leaned forward and bestowed his adoring kiss at her lush pussy. Then Cindy had her turn to pay homage to the furry slit. For a girl who knew so little about this sort of thing, she did very well ... kissing Alice's quivering flat stomach, the small hands reaching up to clasp the jutting titties in her palms while she rained kisses all over the bushy, fragrant cunt with her sweet, young lips.
"That was very nice, kids. Now ... all of you stand in front of me." Alice said, her passion growing intensely. The three children stood as Alice kneeled, her lovely, naked titties swinging with a teasing, tantalizing motion. She first kissed Bimi's little hairless pussy ... being ever so tender. Then she moved her face to Cindy, rubbing her lips over the downy fuzz of the succulent little cunt. Then she turned to Fred. He was standing with his hands on his hips, his cock standing up firm and proud, hips arched forward eagerly. Alice opened her lips and sucked his cock into her mouth, drawing it all the way to the back of her throat, nose hard into his cock hair, balls on her chin ... Alice turned down the lights, creating a soft glow in the stateroom. "I want you all to give me a nice, naked hug," she said, and Fred moved into her open arms first. Alice felt his young cudgel pressing against her thigh. As he hugged her tightly, she reached down with one hand and stroked back and forth on the pulsating shaft ... thrilling to the sensation of it throbbing in her hand.
Bimi hugged her around the waist from the back, rubbing her little stomach against Alice's swelling ass cheeks. Cindy came up and Alice wrapped her arm around her naked shoulders, hugging the youngest naked body close to her own. Cindy put her face close one swelling tit ... her mouth opened ... and she laved the erect nipple with her tongue.
Alice's emotions flared, soaring into the heavens. Her fingers began to move along the moist folds of Cindy's deliciously pink slit while her other hand teased and coaxed Fred's stiffening instrument into a more rigid state.
From behind, Bimi reached around and squeezed one firm tit, her free hand playing around her sister's naked ass. Alice was shivering with the excited things that were happening to her, her hands racing over the naked, heated young flesh. It was what she had always wanted ... to be naked with a group of small children, doing these things. It was her wildest dream come true.
"Now," Alice said after a while, parting herself from the three naked bodies of the children. "Let's decide what we're all going to do so that no one will feel left out, okay?"
"I know what we should do," said Bimi excitedly, taking her mouth away from a tit which she had latched on to. "Let's all make love together. Ohh ... I mean, let's all us kids make love to you ... and you'll let us do anything we want to with you ... okay, Alice?"
Alice's pussy was dripping with anticipation ... at the thought of a triple seduction. Her titties ached with a dull throb that pained her. She gripped them with her hands, kneading them hard as the naked children gazed at her, awed by the sight of a naked woman playing with herself in this manner ... watching the fingers dig into the resilient flesh ... pinching the nipples ... thumb caressing the perky, saucy points of red berry tips.
"Ohhh ... I think that's a lovely idea," she said throatily, moving to the bunk to lay down on it.
Stretching out, she smiled at them. "Use only your tongues first," she said. "No fair using hands. I think that would be lovely ... having three wet, hot tongues kissing and licking my whole body."
"Oh boy!" Fred shouted gleefully, exuberant at the thought of kissing the grown woman's pussy again ... being able to lick with his tongue all over her fragrant, warm stomach ... then inserting his tongue into her wet, steaming slit ... sucking the juice from her dripping, quivering cunt.
"Ohhhh ... I'm going to love licking you between the legs!" Cindy groaned. Then she looked at her sister. "Bimi ... now that this is happening, could I tell Alice what we did to each other?"
Bimi agreed. Cindy began to relate in detail, and while they listened, Fred's prick got so hard, Alice couldn't resist stroking it gently while they heard Cindy tell about licking Bimi's cunt-of Bimi licking her cunt-all the while they knew that their brother, Fred, was playing with his balls while the older woman jacked his cock slowly.
Fred wasn't at all embarrassed. He leaned closer to Alice as she probed and felt around his balls, then rose to grip his long, slender cock again. He was very close to coming off in her hand.
"Okay, kids ... we better start before Fred has an accident," Alice said. She stretched out her arms, spreading her thighs very wide, lifting one knee and letting it fall to the side, her pussy exposed completely.
Fred leaned down and began to kiss her on the mouth, his tongue moving in and out of the warm, moist cavern. Bimi fell down between the parted legs, opening her lips wide and burying her face into the thick mass of cunt hair, kissing and licking at the strands, then up the flat, shivering stomach and back down again, penetrating eagerly the slippery lips of the boiling pussy. Slowly she began to tongue fuck the clasping cunt.
Cindy now had her lips on the luscious tits, sucking at them one at a time, her tongue licking all around the flowing, sweeping mounds, then her pretty teeth nibbling lovingly ... tenderly on the erect, sensitive nipples.
Alice never had it so good as the three deliciously naked children licked and kissed at her steaming, excited body. She kissed Fred's mouth, sucking his tongue deeply into her throat as he swished it around.
Bimi's tongue was deep inside Alice's pulsating cunt, her lips nibbling at the extremely sensitive clitoris as Alice lifted and arched her crotch into the young face, wanting more of that teasing ... taunting ... ever so sweet tongue inside her wet pussy.
Fred pulled his tongue from Alice's sucking lips, then went to the foot of the bed. He kneeled down and began to lick, then suck on her toes, taking each one into his mouth. Alice wiggled her toes inside his warm mouth as he sucked on her big toe, then her other toes eagerly.
Alice had to smile to herself. These children were so obedient ... so eager to please her. As much as they wanted to touch her body with their hands, not one of them had done so yet. This pleased Alice. She could feel the three hot, wet tongues mauling ... wallowing ... feasting on her trembling body, especially the featherlike tongue of Bimi that thrust in and out of her creaming cunt, alternating by licking the explosive clitoris.
Abruptly, Alice sat up. Bimi giggled as the swift, unexpected movement thrust her mouth away from the succulent cunt she had been licking. Alice wrapped her arms round Cindy's body, but the young girl refused to give up the tit inside her mouth. "I love to suck your titties," she whimpered sweetly.
"I love having you do it ... but now let's do something else, okay, kids?"
They were all in agreement. Fred stood up ... Bimi sat up on the bed and Cindy crawled next to her. Bimi put her arms around her sister's naked body, her fingers playing with the pink, budding nipples. "Ohhhh ... Bimi, I love it when you do that!" Cindy squealed.
"Okay, kids," Alice said. "Here's what I want. I want Cindy to take my place on the bed, Okay? You lay down here, Cindy, and we'll all make love to you ... but remember, kids ... no hands at all ... just our tongues, lips, mouths-no hands!"
Fred watched his youngest sister lie back, his hands stroking his jutting organ back and forth, his body bent forward somewhat as all three girls watched him. "You better cut that out, Fred," Alice warned. "You'll squirt all over the fucking place!"
The kids laughed at her choice of words.
"Turn over on your stomach first, Cindy," Alice suggested. "Well ... that's a very nice ass you have, dear. You know what we're going to do to you! We're going to lick you from the tip of your toes up to your eyeballs ... all over!" Alice laughed.
"Cindy's going to love this," Bimi smiled, beginning already to kiss her sister's sweetly swelling ass cheeks, licking her moist tongue around the small, succulent mounds.
"I know it! I know it!" Cindy cried, squirming her ass a bit. "Why was I left out of this stuff before?"
No one answered her, because they became busy with her small, naked body. Bimi and Alice worked on a sweet ass cheek apiece, Fred at the toes of his sister. Alice ran her hands underneath the little-girl hips and lifted Cindy's ass into the air. Then she spread the smooth cheeks wide apart, exposing the pink pucker of the girl's asshole, nodding to Bimi, who shoved her face forward instantly and began to lick moistly and loudly at her sister's darling little asshole. Cindy squirmed in happiness, giggling and squealing in her delight. She didn't know whose tongue it was brushing up and down ... tapping for entrance, nor did she really care. All that mattered were the sweet, delicious things that were happening to her naked body. She trembled as the fantastic sensations ploughed through her body ... thrilling her beyond anything she had ever felt ... making her almost non-existent titties tingle and itch ... her sweet, young pussy quiver.
Alice licked the small of Cindy's back, then her tongue crawled up to the girls shoulder blades, then she snaked it under to the hairless armpits and began to lick and suck at the tender flesh there.
Fred was sucking both feet of his sister almost at the same time. The young girl was in absolute heaven now, as Alice began to suck and kiss at her smooth neck, then stabbing a moist tongue into her ear, chewing at the soft lobes with her white, sharp teeth until Cindy was whimpering and mewling with passion. She thrilled to the sensations her sister was producing in and around her asshole, and she continued the wiggle it sweetly into her sister's face. Bimi, too, enjoyed the tonguing of the small asshole, loving the wet, sloppy feeling of it as her tongue rubbed and probed.
Alice became very aroused, turning the young girl onto her back. She told Bimi and Fred to suck at the ever so small nipples. She couldn't wait any longer to get her mouth on the scantily-haired pussy.
She spread the girl's thighs wide apart, exposing the succulent, virginal orifice. She held her hands at her sides as she dipped her face down, her tongue licking furiously ... deliciously, as it approached Cindy's cute, pulsating cunt. Finally, she inserted her tongue into the tight opening, stabbing it in and out. Cindy whipped her small crotch up and down, rotating her naked ass as the excitement bubbled in her veins. She was moaning loudly now, wanting to touch something in the worst way ... touch a cunt ... play with her brother's cock, yet she didn't-she could have died from the intense pleasure!
Alice was able to suck the whole of Cindy's pussy into her mouth, lips and all as her tongue raced up and down the slit, tickling the tiny clitoris and then stabbing inside. Her efforts so tender, yet wanton, Cindy's naked ass was doing an erotic dance on the sheets of the bed.
"Your turn, Fred," Alice called out. "Your turn at her cunt!
She lifted her face from the boiling crotch of the girl and moved aside to let Fred get to her. "Lick her pussy good now. I've got it all hot and wet for your tongue."
She stood up, watching as Fred pressed his face eagerly into his sister's pussy, her fingers playing wildly with her own dripping pussy. As Fred kneeled to his chore, she reached out with her other hand and wrapped her fingers about his strong, firm cock, jacking him gently while he mouthed Cindy's furry cunt. She stripped his prick up and down so lovingly, Fred had to fight off a threatened ejaculation.
Alice bent over the young girl's face, shoving her tongue into the open, gasping lips. Cindy began to suck it eagerly, not minding the fact that it had so recently been delving around inside her pussy. Bimi moved down to suck her sister's toes, licking up the calves of her legs to her dimpled knees, her eyes watching her brother's tongue swirl in and out of the clasping pussy lips. She saw his hard cock throbbing as though it had a heart beat of its own ... saw the smooth, moist head glistening in the dim light.
Alice pulled her tongue from the sucking mouth, sitting up. "Okay, kids ... it's Fred's turn to get a licking."
"Ohhh ... I know what I want first," cried Bimi. "I want his prick!"
"I'll take what's left," Cindy laughed childishly, sitting up and rubbing her tiny titties. Never in her life had she experienced such delicious sensations. Her cunt felt as though it were fire.
"I suppose we could use our hands a bit now," Alice said, her passion taking hold with firm fingers now. She moved to the head of the bed, leaning over so that her titties swung freely above his boyish face. Fred lifted his hands to clutch at them, just as his sister, Bimi, closed her lips around his cock. He felt another tongue on his twitching stomach and he looked down to see his youngest sister licking avidly.
Alice cupped her breasts, massaging them as Fred's eyes glowed brightly. He was enjoying this very much ... he truly enjoyed the way his sister's tongue played and licked his swollen prick ... the way her lips sucked. Cindy, her head turned sideways, watched in wide-eyed amazement as her sister sucked the full length of the slender cock into her mouth. Her hands reached down below Bimi's chin, and she grasped the full, hairy balls, squeezing them tightly.
All caution was gone now ... passions took control ... and things turned into a mass tangle of naked arms and thighs and crotches. Bimi was sucking wildly at her brother's cock, something she had desired to do for a long time. Cindy had moved down and now had his balls stuffed into her mouth. The two sisters were in such a position, that their sweet, waving ass cheeks were close together. Alice lifted her tits from Fred and moved to kneel behind the two youngsters, and then she fondled each one's ass. Her eyes glowed with insane lust, and she shoved her mouth to first one puckered asshole, then the next, licking ... sucking ... stabbing ... tasting the young assholes as her inflamed mind and body shuddered with excitement.
All the children, inexperienced as they were, became Alice's eager students. She sucked and licked at the two girl's assholes and pussies as they took turns sucking their brother's cock and balls, and in a short time, Fred gushed his thick, foaming juice into their mouths. Bimi and Cindy quickly alternated with his squirting, each getting some of his liquid which they swallowed in a gurgling happiness.
Alice taught the three how to suck each other, and how to fuck ... including fucking the two young girls in the assholes. She allowed Fred to fuck her as the two girls fingered each other and watched, and even took his slender cock into her own asshole. The boy had tremendous staying power, and he was able to achieve a total of five ejaculations before exhaustion overcame him.
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Alice made sixteen voyages in all. She was able to seduce-according to her cunt-a total of forty-four young children before she became frightened about discovery and decided to quite. Some of the tales she related defy description. There was nothing she would not do with the youngsters, or what she would allow them to do to her.
The case of Alice proves one definite thing: seduction of young children of all ages ... all nationalities, whether male or female, is possible ... and in numerous cases is accomplished with impunity.
CASE FIVE
Female child seducers have many and varied outlets in which to exercise their inclinations. They can take jobs in child care centers ... in nurseries ... teach school. A man-a man who seeks children for sexual pleasure-cannot readily accept a position in a child care center or a nursery without bringing suspicion down upon himself.
True, many men are now going into fields usually thought of as feminine in nature, such as nursing, secretarial work, etc. But the public is not yet ready to accept a man in certain areas dominated by the female. If he desires sexual contact with children, his best vocation is possibly teaching school.
Our following case consists of a school teacher, a lovely woman nearing the age of forty. She is congenial, friendly, and makes friends quite easily. Her ability to get along with children is considered an asset ... especially to her since her sexual desires have zeroed in on the young, not yet filled-out bodies of young boys.
Gale teaches eight grade math in a junior high school in sprawling Los Angeles. Although she is not at her best in math, she chose this area because she knew boys-for some odd reason-always had more trouble with math than the girls. There are a total of thirty-two boys and girls in her classroom each day. The school student body has an enrollment of approximately a thousand youngsters ... and Gale has her pick of young boys.
Although she is lovely, she has a tendency towards chubbiness, and her hair is turning gray. Yet, her motherly appearance and bubbling personality draw the boys to her quickly. She is married, strange enough ... and her husband is fully aware of her predilection. When he first became aware of her sexual hijinks with young boys, he was concerned and worried, then he began to understand. Although he was troubled for years, he now accepts her desires for young boys and leaves her alone.
To some people, this may seem strange indeed. Why shouldn't he be at least jealous? Why does he condone her activities? The answer is simple ... Brad, her husband, is a voyeur! He enjoys watching his wife involved with young boys, and while he watches, he masturbates!
Of course, Gale and Brad are very careful that none of the boys are aware of his peeping. They have built a small area in their bedroom where he can be comfortable and watch through a one-way mirror. As yet, they have not been discovered.
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"I guess it started about fifteen years ago," Gale said. "I was always a hot cunted girl at best. I'm what you call a multiple climax girl, too. I can come and come and come and never stop!'
"At first it frightened my husband. You see, he wasn't as experienced in sex as I was when we were married. In fact, I had to teach him everything about sex. That was a switch, huh?
"I had been getting myself fucked since I was twelve, and I knew all about boys and what they liked best by the time I was fifteen. There wasn't a thing I had not done, or had done to me, when I was married at age twenty-two. While I was in college, I even played around at the cunt licking bit, but it wasn't for me. I just don't care for all the messy juice a girl secretes. I don't mind the hair ... it does things nice-I just didn't care to have my face shoved into a messy, wet cunt! Of course, I don't object if one of the boys would like to suck me off. Hell, I wouldn't object if a girl did it to me! Now a cock ... that's the thing for me. The younger the better. No ... don't get me wrong. I don't like a boy if he's too young ... I like one old enough to shoot out his come. If they can't come, it turns me off.
"You want to know how it started I suppose. Well ... I wasn't always trying to cop a feel of a little boy's cock. It just sort of came on, you might say.
"About fifteen years ago, Brad seemed to lose his interest in sex for some reason. Now, being a hot-blooded girl, this bothered me. I talked to him about it, but we never came to any definite conclusion ... not then. Since I was doing without cock, I began to masturbate frequently. You know ... rub my clit ... stick a finger in my pussy ... that sort of thing.
"Then Brad caught me at it.
"I had forgotten to close and lock the bathroom door one Saturday afternoon. For some reason, something had turned me on ... and I couldn't wait until I had my bath to masturbate.
"I was sitting on the toilet, my heels on the seat and my knees wide apart. I was staring down at my cunt and finger fucking like crazy and I didn't hear Brad come into the bathroom. When I first became aware of him, I jerked my finger out of my pussy and clamped my thighs tight, as if I was some kind of scared little virgin. It was a silly gesture, I know, because Brad had, naturally, seen me many times before. Maybe it was because I was involved in what they call self-abuse, I don't know.
"Well, the bastard just laughed at me. At first it made me mad to have him laugh, and I started to make some retort, but my eyes fastened on the bulge of his pants. It was the first time Brad had had a hard-on in months. I jumped to my feet and grabbed for his cock with both hands. I was burning up, and I wanted to get his cock stuffed up my snatch before it went limp on me. I pulled his zipper down and hauled that lovely cudgel out. The head was swollen, and he was dripping from the slit. I spread my thighs and tried my level best to stuff his prick up my twat by straddling it. I'm shorter than he is, and I was having one hell of a time.
"Then he went soft on me!
"I could have killed him then and there. I had just gotten the very tip into my slit by standing on my toes, and was working the rest of it inside me when suddenly it was no longer hard. I was boiling with passion ... wanting to get fucked so damn bad I would have taken on a horse if there had been one around.
"Brad looked kind of sheepish about his predicament, but no matter how hard I jerked his cock, the fucking thing stayed as soft as a wet noodle. I dropped to my knees in front of him and gobbled it into my mouth, sucking like some insane nympho ... swallowing ... licking ... sucking. And still the goddamn thing would not stiffen up for me. Finally, in disgust, I stood up and told him to get his ass out so I could finish finger fucking myself to an orgasm.
"He looked at me sort of funny, as if I was crazy or something. 'Go on ... get out, Brad,' I commanded him. But he wouldn't leave. Instead, he said, 'Let me watch, Gale ... let me watch you finger fuck your own pussy!'
"At first I was shocked by such a suggestion, then, seeing the excitement burn in his eyes, I decided to let him see. I sat back on the toilet again, leaned against the water tank, placed my heels once more on the seat ... parted my knees and thrust my finger up my dripping snatch. While I was running my rigid finger in and out of my cunt, rubbing my thumb over my inflamed clitoris, I tore at my dress until my tits were hanging out. I squeezed and smashed them, making myself feel awfully good. I was writhing my ass all over the toilet seat, and to my surprise, Brad's cock, still hanging out of his pants, started to get very hard. I watched it throb until it was standing toward the ceiling. 'God!' I cried out. 'Brad ... bring that beautiful hard prick here to me! Hurry ... before it goes down again!'
"He moved toward me, then dropped to his knees before my steaming pussy. He stuffed it up into me, and I groaned with the thrilling tingles that rippled through my body. I arched my pussy toward him, feeling his balls slap moistly at my ass. And it went soft again!
"Let me tell you ... I was about to cut that useless cock off and flush it down the fucking toilet! I don't like to be teased ... not sexually, and this was what I thought it was. He pulled his limp cock out of me and said, 'I guess it's no good, Gale ... I'm impotent.'
"Now, to me, impotency is just a pile of soft shit! I don't believe any man is really impotent. There's always something that can turn him on ... make his cock hard. 'Okay, Brad,' I told him. 'You can't fuck me ... but I can sure as fuck masturbate! You can stand and watch if you want ... but goddamn it to hell, I want to come! Even if I have to fuck myself with my fingers!' And I plunged my fingers back up my snatch.
"Brad stared down at the way my hands were rubbing and caressing my hair-rimmed pussy, and I'll be damned if his cock didn't stand up just as hard as you please! 'Look ... ' I cried out to him. 'Your cock is hard again! You like to see me finger fuck myself, don't you, darling?' He nodded his head, and that's how we discovered his desire to watch sex acts.
"Brad never was much of a cunt licker. Sure, he had licked me off a few times, but he didn't enjoy it. He didn't even enjoy having me suck him off ... and just about every boy-or man-that I've ever known loves to have his cock sucked off ... and come in a girl's mouth. I suppose Brad was just strange.
"Well ... after that, whenever I got hot and bothered, I would just masturbate wherever I happened to be at the time, and Brad always watched me. Then he began to jack off at the same time ... squirting his come on the floor. Later on we began to understand his desire to watch, and he would come on some part of my body while I finger fucked myself to orgasm. He would spurt his come juice on my titties ... my thighs ... my clitoris ... and a few times right into my face.
"After about two years of this type of sexual play, Brad told me he wanted to see me get fucked by another man. At first I was angry by such a thing, then the more I thought of it, being without a cock for so long, I began to enjoy the idea very much. But our problem was where to get a man. Neither of us are socially inclined, although I have many friends on the faculty at school. We discussed what to do, settling on my trying to seduce one of the male teachers. It wasn't hard, because I was younger then, and much prettier.
"Anyway, I mentioned to the teacher that my husband would be gone on an overnight trip, and if he was interested at all. He was.
"When the guy arrived, Brad was hiding in the closet of our bedroom. I was nervous about it, afraid the teacher would hear him in there when he became too excited while he masturbated. We both removed all our clothes, and when I saw that man's dong, I fell in love with it immediately. Wow ... it was long and thick and had a huge head that looked like a small apple! I was anticipating getting his prick inside my pussy so much, I was creaming right down the insides of my thighs!
"I got my hand on that beautiful instrument and played with it for a long time. We were on the bed, and I tried to keep both of us in such a position so Brad could see everything we were doing to each other. The teacher wanted to suck on my pussy, and I was more than eager, naturally. He crawled between my thighs, his cock throbbing close to my tits, and started gobbling noisily. I jacked on his cock while he licked me off, and I went into spasms of come ... seeping and smearing his face. He was amazed at my ability, if you call it that, of coming one after the other.
"He wanted me to suck on his thick cock a bit, but I was afraid he would gush his come out into my mouth. Not that I would have minded this, you know ... it was just that I was afraid if he came in my mouth, he would be finished for the night-and I wanted to get fucked!
"I told him I would suck him off afterwards ... but that I wanted to get fucked first. Well, he moved between my widely splayed thighs and started brushing the head of his prick up and down my slit. It rubbed over my clitoris and I trembled violently, arching my crotch up to him ... almost pleading for him to stab me with that lovely weapon.
"And he came off ... all over my cunt hair!
"Talk about being fast ... that son of a bitch didn't even get the head of it in me. He just started shooting his stuff out in rapid squirts, covering my cunt hair with the sticky shit! Man ... was I pissed off!
"He was embarrassed by what happened, and said it wouldn't happen again, that he was just excited about getting the chance to fuck me. Well, I believed him ... and I leaned on my hands and knees while he knelt there and sucked on his cock, getting it nice and hard again. Then, when it was up and throbbing in my mouth, I pulled my lips away and spread my legs again. He leaned over and pressed the head between my pussy lips ... and shot all over the fucking place for the second time!
"That was it! I told him to get his clothes on and take his useless cock out of my house. After he had gone, Brad came out of hiding and said he was sorry, that he hadn't enjoyed it either. We wound up masturbating ourselves there on the bed.
"I suppose it was maybe a year or so later when we decided to try it once more. There was this delivery boy who brought the groceries to our house who had an interest in me. He was always trying to get a peek at my titties, or up my dress. When he came around and I was in snorts, he would leer at my thighs and make smacking sounds with his lips. Brad and I settled on him, thinking his youth would keep him from coming off too fast.
"The kid was about seventeen, maybe eighteen, I can't remember. Brad and I decided on a day, and I wore my robe ... naked underneath, of course.
"The afternoon the kid showed up, I was in the kitchen and my husband was in the living room. I called out so Brad would know the kid was there ... giving him time to hide in the closet. I opened up the back door for the boy, and gave him the best smile I could. He was surprised at first, not just because I smiled seductively at him for the first time, but because I was in my robe and it was early afternoon.
"He brought the sacks in, setting them on the counter. I asked him if he would enjoy a cold drink, since it was so hot. He accepted, and sat down at the kitchen table to drink it. I puttered around the kitchen, moving about in such a manner that my ass switched and swayed, the folds of my robe parting so he could see my thighs. I had to smile inwardly at his glowing eyes burning on my flesh. He said something, and I whirled around, making the robe fly open all the way to my waist. His eyes bugged out, and I knew he had gotten a glance at my pussy hair. I smiled as sweetly as I could and asked him to repeat what he had said. He blushed and stammered and refused. 'But ... you've been looking at me like you wanted to devour me ever since you started bringing our groceries here," I said. 'Don't tell me you're embarrassed ... not a big boy like you?"
"He grinned at me, his face flushed a bit. I glanced down at his lap and saw the bulge of his cock there. I pointed a finger at it and said, 'Why, you dear boy ... you've got a hard-on! Is all that for me?'
"He was taken aback by my bluntness, but as I said, he had been leering at me for a long time. He couldn't speak, only sit there and gurgle. I reached down and ran the tips of my fingers along his cock, teasing him and smiling as lewdly as I knew how. I could feel the heat ... the powerful throb of his prick. My pussy started quivering and oozing all that juice again, and my titties swelled up until they strained hard at my robe. I cupped my palm over his cock and massaged it gently, then pressed my lips down onto his. I could feel him shiver as I felt him up, and I knew I had a cock here that would be extremely satisfying to my boiling slit.
"I thrust my tongue into his mouth, and as he began to suck on it, I opened the belt holding my robe together, letting it fall apart. I pulled my mouth from his, and he gazed with wide, admiring eyes at my nakedness. 'What you see is what you get, darling,' I told him. He gulped nervously, then glanced around the kitchen as though afraid someone was in there with us. 'Oh, don't worry ... there's no one here but us-my hot cunt and your hard cock!'
"He stared at my titties, then dropped his eyes to the bush of my pussy. His throat swallowed nervously. 'Well ... don't you want it, dear boy?' I asked him, taking one of his hands and bringing it up to one tit. I closed his fingers around the mound, and when I knew he would leave it there, I pulled his other hand up and placed it between my thighs, closing them tightly so he couldn't jerk away. 'Feel ... feel my cunt! Isn't it nice and wet ... hot and slippery? Wouldn't you love sticking that lovely hard thing in your pants up that tunnel?' I felt his hand stroking tentatively, as though he was afraid he would wake up and find it was all a dream-a wet dream!
"I let him feel me a bit, then said, 'Come on, dear one ... let's go to my bedroom. We can have lots of fun in there ... with your prick and my pussy.'
"Holding his hand, I led him to the bedroom, peering inside first to make sure my husband was well hidden inside the closet. I pulled the kid to the bed and sat down on it, holding him in front of me. I unbuckled his wide leather belt and pulled the zipper. He wasn't wearing any shorts under his pants, and when they dropped to his ankles, I found myself with a deliciously hard cock directly in front of my face. That thing was very long, much longer than any prick I had seen previously. It wasn't as thick ... but the head was huge and swollen, looking like a tennis ball on the end of a slender stick. His balls hung down between his thighs, full and heavy. There was a lot of wiry black hair surrounding the base of his staff, but the rest of him was almost hairless.
"I reached out one hand and wrapped my fingers around the slender shaft, feeling it pulsate and tremble. I jacked his cock back and forth for a few moments, then slipped my other hand up between his thighs and tugged at his balls. I couldn't resist the urge to taste his cock ... to suck it into my mouth and lick that enormous head for a while. Now, as I said, the head was huge ... much bigger than the shaft. In fact, it looked somewhat grotesque ... as if he were deformed in some way.
"I moved my lips close to the dripping slit of his prick, and as he gazed down at me with hot eyes, I kissed the tip of his sensitive cock. I felt a shudder ripple through him, and my lips opened. I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth and almost swooned with the thrilling heat that came from him. I could feel the tiny pulsations of his spear ... and his balls jerked in my hand. Wrapping my lips around the ridge, I tongued eagerly at the small slit, licking up the dribbling juice and swallowing it. I continued to jack my hand up and down the shaft as I sucked on him, and I looked up into his eyes. I could see passion and amazement there, and his lips worked as though he wanted to speak, but couldn't. I made my eyes smile as I sucked furiously, tonguing the tip of his cock and working my hand back and forth.
"He began to shudder, and afraid he would erupt into my mouth, I pulled away and smiled. 'What's wrong, dear ... is your cock that sensitive to a warm mouth and tongue?' He grinned, then said, 'Golly, ma'am ... no one has ever done that to me before. I mean ... I've never had a girl put my ... my prick, in her mouth! Ohhh ... that was good!'
"I petted his upstanding cock and lay back on the bed, lifting my knees as the robe fell apart. He stared down at my gaping cunt. I threw my knees wide, and he could now see my clitoris that was pulsing with excitement between the soft strands of my cunt hair. 'Come on, darling ... get between my legs and fuck me! Ohhh ... I want to get fucked so terribly bad! Hurry ... hurry and stretch my pussy with that sweet thing!'
"I made certain that I spoke loud enough for my husband to hear, because we had discussed this and discovered he enjoyed the words coming from me, too.
"The boy crawled onto the bed with me, his shirt-tails flapping, that lovely instrument of his jutting forth. I reached eagerly for it, pulling the smooth head to my pussy. I arched my crotch up high to meet it, and mewled happily as the huge head spread the hair of my cunt ... then the lips ... and then I yelped in delight as he pressed down, spearing into my slippery passage. God ... I almost fainted from the sheer pleasure. Every nerve of my body seemed to be on fire ... screaming in silent torment for more and more of that slender staff. I could feel the huge head pull and probe at my cunt ... stretching ... filling ... tearing ... and I loved it! Loved every fucking second of it. It had been so long since I had felt a sweet prick slipping in and out of my steaming pussy, I began to convulse into immediate orgasms, my pussy lips closing and squeezing at his cock as he drove powerfully in and out. I thrust my naked ass up against him, bouncing lewdly on the bed ... wrapping my legs about his strong, muscular ass. I grabbed the sides of his face and pulled his lips to mine, shooting my tongue as deep as possible into his mouth. He sucked at it, just as my twat was sucking at his cock. We thrashed and rolled all over the bed, squealing and squirming ... whimpering and moaning as the pleasure gripped us. His cock swelled ... became larger ... harder ... and then it gushed. The jets of his come struck at my knotted cervix, splashing around inside me, triggering even a stronger orgasm than the ones I had been having. The kid grunted and heaved, his cock jerking and spewing rapidly inside my spasming hole. I bucked and twisted ... rolled and turned in an almost mindless joy.
"The boy finally slumped down heavily on me, his chest smashing my titties flat, his cock growing soft inside my still clutching twat. Finally, he gave one last shuddering gasp and pulled out of me. He flopped over on his back with his damp cock dangling between his widely spread thighs. I sat up and looked down at him, and couldn't resist leaning over to kiss the pussy juiced and wrinkled shaft. He sighed with contentment, as I petted his now empty balls. His come juice was dripping from my pussy, and I stood up, cupping my hand between my thighs so the junk wouldn't drop on the bedroom carpet. I went into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet, letting the stuff run out.
"When I returned to the bedroom, the boy was pulling his pants on. 'Where are you going, dear one?' I asked him. 'Don't tell me you are good for only one shot?'
"He looked at me, seeing my naked tits swing and jiggle. 'I'm sorry, ma'am,' he said in a sweet voice, 'I've got deliveries to make ... I could stay here and fuck you all day otherwise.'
"I was disappointed in his leaving. I had been looking forward very much to enjoying myself with him. After he had gone, my husband came out of his hiding place. He grinned at me, saying he had enjoyed watching me get fucked so much, he had ejaculated twice.
"I had the delivery boy in my bedroom a few times after that, then he must have gotten big ideas. I heard later that he had tried to fuck a few of the other women in the neighborhood and someone made a complaint. So ... I had no more young boy with a deliciously hard prick. Brad and I discussed this sudden loss, and I made the suggestion that I seduce one or two of my students at the school. He was horrified by the idea, saying the boys were too young ... that we would get into trouble ... scare them.
"I retaliated by saying I wasn't going to fuck another man. I didn't want to go through the experience of disappoint as I had with the male teacher. If I was going to get myself fucked so he could watch and beat his goddamn meat ... then I was going to get it my way! There were a few handsome young boys in my class that I wouldn't have minded at all getting with.
"I told Brad he could stick his cock up his ass ... but that I was going to get me some of that young cock I was surrounded with day in and day out.
"Once I had made up my mind, I began to look the prospects over. I had decided on attempting to seduce one of the more aggressive boys ... one who seemed interested in sex the most. I began to watch the boys closely during class, and finally settled on a handsome young boy of fourteen.
"His name was Everett ... a rowdy kid who was always being scolded for disrupting the class. He wasn't very good in math at all, which gave me an opening with him. I was sitting at my desk watching him, trying to devise some method of seducing him, when he gave me the opportunity I required. I saw him pass a note to the little girl sitting across from him ... and I intercepted it.
"You know what the little prick wrote the girl? He said he wanted to get his hands into her pantie! Imagine that ... and she was just fourteen! Of course, I knew the kids were doing things ... just as they did in my day, but still it surprised me. The girl was a sweet, innocent-looking thing ... and I had no idea she was putting out to the boys. I found out later that she was getting just about all the cock a young girl her age could possibly handle.
"Well, I read the note, then glared at the boy. He stared back at me in a defiant manner, so I told him I wanted to see him as soon as class was dismissed. He snickered ... acting wise the way a boy will at times to cover up his embarrassment.
"After everyone had left but Everett, I called him to my desk. He came up to me, no longer as wise and smart now that he had lost his audience. I asked him if he was in the habit of passing lewd notes to girls in all his classes. He mumbled around about how sorry he was, saying he wouldn't do it again if I wouldn't report it to the principal. I knew he was in enough trouble and was bordering on expulsion. I leaned back in my chair and looked at him, noticing the boyish thrust of his chin ... the way his eyes seemed to glow hotly with awakening passion. 'Everett,' I said, 'I won't tell about this note ... on one condition.'
"He gazed back at me, no longer defiant. 'What condition is that, ma'am?' he asked.
"I let my eyes move down to the crotch of his pants boldly. Then, when I looked back into his face, he was almost grinning. 'The condition is this,' I said, sitting forward in my chair and reaching out one hand. I found his cock beneath his pants, squeezing my fingers around it gently. 'The condition is that you let me play with this sweet little thing for a moment.'
"Everett stood there, his eyes blazing down at my hand holding his cock. 'Of course,' I added, feeling him ... sensing the way his young cock was starting to swell and throb, 'you mustn't tell anyone about this, either. If you do ... why, I'll just have to say you tried to touch me. And, you know who they would believe, don't you, dear one?'
"He didn't have to agree with me verbally. I could see it in his young eyes. His cock was swelling up nicely now, and I pulled the zipper of his pants down. I wormed my fingers into his opened fly, found the naked flesh of his bulging young prick and pulled it out. I gasped as I stared at it. It was the most beautiful thing I had seen in years. The sweet thing had been circumcised and the smooth head glistened moistly. I could see the blue veins running along the shaft, see the blood pulsate there. I reached my hand inside again and pulled his deliciously round balls out, cupping them and fondling the orbs gently.
"My mouth started watering, and I knew I couldn't wait to get him home with me ... get him in my bed while Brad watched from the closet. I had to have something now! Anything ... as long as it was his sweet cock! 'Everett,' I said in a husky voice, stroking along his hardened shaft, 'how many girls have you stuck this pretty thing into?' He mumbled, 'Two.' I asked him if the girl across from him was one of them, and he told me she was.
"Feeling his cock this way, talking about fucking, my pussy was twitching insanely, the crotch of my panties were getting soaked. I squirmed my ass on the chair, jacking my tight fist up and down on his cock. I knew what I wanted to do with that lovely thing ... I wanted to suck it! I wanted to suck his cock and taste it come in my mouth! I couldn't wait to get him home ... I had to do it now ... here ... right in the class room!
"I leaned forward, his cock only inches from my face. I licked at my lips nervously, anticipating the roundness of his prick slipping into them. It seemed as if the nerves and taste buds of my tongue and mouth were tingling crazily. I shoved my lips to his cock head, kissing it. Snaking my tongue out, I flicked it over the moist tip, sucking up the seeping juice from the slit. Then I looked up at him, seeing his wide eyes staring back at me. 'Have you ever been sucked off, dear boy? Did either of those two little girls suck your cock for you ... let you come in their mouth?'
"He shook his head negatively. 'Well ... would you enjoy having your lovely cock sucked off? Would it make you feel good ... to come in a mouth ... in a woman's mouth?'
"Everett nodded his head. 'Ohhh ... yes! The boys all talk about it! They call it cock sucking ... is that what you want to do, ma'am ... suck cock!'
"I told him that was exactly what I wanted to do. 'Yes, darling ... I do want to suck cock! I'd love to suck your sweet cock and make it gush your delicious come juice down my throat! Would you enjoy it ... my sucking you off?'
"Everett nodded eagerly, arching his pelvis forward to emphasize his desire. I leaned forward again ... opened my lips ... and pulled that succulent piece of boy-cock far into my mouth. I sucked hard ... feeling it move to my throat. I grabbed his exposed balls in one hand, fumbling the other around so I could grip his ass. I gobbled hungrily, moving my lips back and forth in a furious, devouring suction. Everett groaned with the pleasure I was giving him ... and I knew he was hooked.
"My cunt was going crazy, jealous of my mouth ... my ass cheeks clenching tightly together as I rubbed and wiggled on the chair. I wanted to lift my skirt, drop my panties to the floor ... and finger fuck the piss out of myself while I licked and sucked at his tasty cudgel. But, as much as I wanted to do this, I didn't want to pull my hands from his loaded balls ... or from his hard, muscular little ass. My senses were reeling ... my body steaming ... my mind blinding with lust and passion ... every nerve bursting. I whimpered and moaned from my clinging lips ... the sounds erupting in a muffled noise from my stuffed mouth. My tits swelled ... the nipples rubbing harshly at my bra.
"Then he ejaculated ... spewed his come juice right into my mouth.
"Everett cried out, thrusting his cock as far down my throat as he could and let it fly. I swallowed greedily, my lips working ... tongue fluttering ... draining him until there was no more come left in his balls.
"I pulled my mouth from his saliva-wet cock, kissed it once, then replaced his nuts and prick back into his pants, pulling the zipper up for him. Then, with one last pet on his now concealed organs, I said, 'Did you enjoy that, Everett? If you did ... then I have other things we could do with each other.'
"He stood there, trembling on rubbery legs from his tremendous ejaculation. 'Ohh ... that was great, ma'am! Would you ... would you do it again ... sometime?'
"I told him I would be most happy to suck his little peter off again, but only if he would do something for me. I explained that he should stop being so rowdy in class ... that his work had to improve ... and then, if he wanted, I would take him home with me sometimes. 'I'll take you to my house, sweet thing ... and let you fuck me, how would you like that?'
"The boy was so eager to please, he agreed immediately, also saying he wouldn't say anything to anyone about us. That was very important to me. I could lose my job as a teacher if anyone ever found out I was fucking and sucking the boys.
"That evening, I told Brad about Everett. He was a bit pissed off when I mentioned I had given him a blow job in the classroom. My husband had the fear we would be discovered, and he certainly didn't want that to happen. I informed him that I would choose only the most eager and sexually aware boys.
"We agreed on an evening for Everett to visit me. I was anticipating the feel of his strong, young organ sliding in and out of my hole, and before the time arrived, I couldn't resist the urge to finger fuck myself in the living room. My husband said I was becoming depraved and wicked, but I noticed he didn't say anything about jacking off while he watched me do it!
"When Everett arrived, Brad ran into the bedroom and hid inside the closet once more. I offered the boy a Coke, which he refused. I could see why he refused, too. His cock was burgeoning out stiffly, all ready for some fun. I laughed, saying he was very eager. For a moment, I caressed his prick beneath his pants, then took his hand and led him to the bedroom. Once there, I pulled his pants and shirt off. He was a lovely boy ... naked and muscular as only a little boy can be. His wonderfully formed organ was standing straight up, the head so smooth and delicious looking. I jacked my fist up and down his cock for a moment, then asked him if he wanted me to get naked ... all the way naked.
"When he said he would like that very much, I removed my clothes and stood nakedly for him. His eyes grew huge as he stared at my bare titties. 'Gee ... you have bigger ones than the girls!' I laughed, parting my legs a bit. 'Come on ... play with my hot little pussy,' I urged him. 'Don't you want to feel me up, Everett? Isn't that why you're here? Come on ... don't be bashful ... touch me! Touch me anywhere you want ... my pussy ... my titties ... my ass! Shit, dear boy ... you can finger my asshole, if you want.'
"Everett giggled at my lewd language, his cock throbbing insanely. 'I didn't know teachers talked like that,' he said.
"'I'm not the ordinary teacher ... am I, darling?'
"He reached out then, and cupped my hairy pussy in his palm. I was glad to find him not so shy now. I prefer a boy to be a little aggressive with me. Most of them are, you know ... once they understand my willingness to do just about anything their little heart's desire.
"Well, he felt around my pussy for a while as I toyed with his cock and balls. Then, the sweet thing knelt to his knees in front of me. I spread my thighs as wide as I could. He peered between my thighs ... poking a finger at my cunt, exploring me. I didn't mind, because a bit of playing like this usually sets the mood for better and nicer things. 'You like my pussy, Everett?' I asked him, watching his small hand fondle and caress. 'Is a grown woman's cunt prettier than a little girl's? I have more hair around it, don't I?'
"Then I had an idea. 'Why don't you kiss it for me, dear boy? Why don't you put your lips on my crack and give my juicy slit a nice kiss?' Everett shook his head. 'No ... I don't want to do that, I don't kiss cunt, ma'am.'
"It seemed strange, yet it excited me to hear him talk lewdly, yet remain polite and call me ma'am. Well ... if he didn't want to suck pussy, then I would have him fuck me. It didn't matter a great deal to me how I achieved my orgasms ... tongue or cock, it's all the same to me. But, just to be funny, I grabbed the back of his head and shoved my dripping pussy right down into his face, gyrating my ass ... wiping his face with my pussy as though it was a wash cloth. He yelped and struggled, and when I let him go, he sputtered and spit furiously, wiping his hand across his mouth. 'Oh, it wasn't all that bad, Everett,' I teased. 'Pussy juice has never hurt anyone ... don't be so particular.'
"Maybe he didn't like what I had done, but he wasn't disgusted enough to make his hard little cock go down. I pulled him to his feet and then onto the bed with me. 'All right, darling,' I said, stroking his strong prick with one hand. 'How do you want to fuck me? You want to put it inside my pussy or ... would you enjoy sticking it up my asshole?'
"His eyes opened with astonishment. 'You mean ... gee ... you mean you can do it there, too?'
"I couldn't help but laugh at his naive expression. 'Of course I can ... a girl has many holes a cock can go into, you know. I sucked your prick with my mouth, didn't I? You know what a pussy is for ... so what's wrong with a girl taking it up her ass, too?'
"Before he could answer, I scrambled around on the bed, getting to my hands and knees. I shoved my ass toward him, reaching back to spread the cheeks wide. 'See my asshole, Everett? See how nice and tight it looks? Go ahead ... shove your cock up my ass! Don't be bashful, dear ... just stick the head against the pucker and shove. It won't hurt me ... I've done it many times. Hurry ... I want it up my ass! Fuck me in my goddamn asshole, you silly little prick! Don't you know enough to give a woman what she wants?'
"I heard him gasp, but I also felt the smooth, swollen tip of his rod shoving at me. I pressed back, gritting my teeth as he widened the hole ... then he was in me ... all the way in my ass! I screeched with the pleasure-pain of it, fumbling between my thighs to grasp his dangling balls. 'You're in me, Everett, your cock is up my asshole! Now, fuck me ... fuck me like you've never fucked a girl before! Ohhhh ... it stretches my ass so nicely! Ohhh ... ream it ... rip it ... tear it ... plunder my asshole! Hurry ... fuck me ... fuck me ... '
"I thrust my ass back at him, then withdrew it while he simply knelt there with a stupid expression on his face. Then, he started fucking back at me, his warm hands on my naked hips, banging hard and furiously at my stretched, widely spread ass. I could feel the pulsations of his cock burn far into my bowels, and my pussy was growing wetter and wetter as I rubbed his balls against the slippery opening. 'Gee ... gee ... gee ... ' I heard him murmuring over and over. I didn't care what he said, how he felt, as long as he continued spearing into me the way he was. My naked body was shuddering like a leaf in a strong breeze my tits dangling and jigging and swaying below. I rotated my naked ass against him, gyrating it furiously as I felt the orgasms start to rumble and boil inside my stomach.
"Everett, by this time, was really caught up in the pleasure he was getting from me ... from my body ... my asshole. He was beating his young groin back and forth against my naked, twisting ass until I was sure I would have black and blue marks all over me. His small fingers dug hard into the soft, tender flesh where my thighs bent at my hips ... and he mumbled and murmured constantly.
"Both of us were mewling with the intense feelings we were giving and receiving, sounds of pure lust erupting from our mouths as we strained at each other ... both needing what was about to happen. My whole body was shuddering with a violence I had never known ... shivering goose bumps raced up and down my spine, my tits swelled, my pussy constricting tightly, and my asshole clutching hungrily at his plunging cock. 'Ohhh ... ohhhhh ... ' I heard myself whimpering, my mind blazing insanely. 'Ohhhh ... more ... give me more cock! Ohhhh, God ... fuck me ... fuck my asshole! Ohhh ... you're so ... so sweet! Wonderful ... beautiful ... tremendous ... '
"Although the exquisite pleasure was sweeping through me, I felt his delicious organ swell even more ... the head seemingly the size of a baseball shoved deeply into my rectum. I felt it lurch excitedly ... then it began to spurt the steaming, thick juice into my body. It was like a fire hose gushing into my blazing asshole ... a never-ending hose of pleasure-giving flesh.
"His gushing ejaculation triggered my orgasm. My cunt lips convulsed into wild spasms, the juice running down the insides of my splayed thighs like scalding rivers in a torrential rain of passion. My asshole constricted around his squirting pole ... clutching ... relaxing ... clutching ... relaxing. It seemed as if every nerve in my body was enjoying the most tremendous orgasm it had ever experienced. My .mind whirled in a maze of crazy lights, and I could no longer hold my ass in the air for him. My legs became watery ... and I fell heavily onto the bed. Everett, the dear boy, followed me down and continued bucking like a young stallion into my asshole ... and finally he lay still on top of me, his cock going soft inside my flooded hole.
"Both of us lay there, too exhausted to move, heaving and panting.
"Finally, Everett stirred. 'Dear one,' I said in a tired whisper, 'you can remove your prick from my asshole now ... it isn't doing me any good.'
"The boy pulled his limp spear from me, and I heard the moist sucking sound as it came free. I struggled until I was sitting up on the bed, crossing my legs in front of me. Everett was sitting there, leaning against the headboard, a wide, satisfied grin on his handsome young face. 'Wow ... you're better than those girls I've been screwing around with!' I reached over and petted his smooth cheek. 'Thank you, Everett ... but don't you think you should get dressed and go now. It's getting late ... your parents may wonder about you.'
"Reluctantly, he crawled from the bed and began pulling his pants on. I got to my feet, belting the robe around my naked body. Everett watched me do this and his eyes showed his disappointment. 'You enjoy looking at me when I'm naked, don't you?' I gave him a tender smile. 'Don't worry, darling ... there'll be many more times ... I'll let you see me all you want. But for today, it's over. Now ... remember your promise-no more fooling around and disrupting the class.'
"After the boy had gone, my husband came out of the closet, his eyes glowing brightly. His cock was still hanging out of his pants, limp but well coated with his semen. He had enjoyed himself just as much as I had ... but he still showed traces of concern about my involvement with a boy young enough to be our son.
"I had Everett in our house many times after that. But then I began wanting to seduce other boys ... seeing if I could entice different boys to do things with. Of course, Brad was having fits about this. Sure, he enjoyed watching me get fucked or sucking on a prick-that's the way he gets his kicks-but he was afraid I would get caught. I pooh-poohed all this. I don't see how I could get caught ... the boys loved it ... I loved it ... and since everyone was happy with the situation, who would tell and spoil a good thing?
"Everett was the first boy ... there were many after him. Believe it or not, but I've never failed to seduce a boy. You see, all boys are eager for sexual experiences at that age ... and I'm just as eager to teach them.
"Now, I'm a bit chubby, and some of the boys don't care for it. Still, being young, eager, curious, they go along with me. Strangely, I've found a few boys who have refused to lick my snatch ... but most will do it, especially once I get them hot by blowing them a bit first."
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Gale has a constant supply of children to seduce. Each year she has a new class, and every three years a completely new group of boys from elementary grades.
Her remark about young boys being eager for sexual experiences at that age is quite true. At the age of fourteen or fifteen, a boy is feeling the growing pains of his manhood, and he begins to look around him for some way to exercise this ... to find out the mysterious secrets of the sexual world. He becomes an easy target for a female, especially one with a rampant sexuality such as Gale.
CASE SIX
Enid, a rather lovely woman about twenty-seven years of age, was divorced by her husband, leaving her with a three-year-old child to support. Although her ex-husband gave her money each month, it was not sufficient and she had to go to work as a dictation secretary. The money she earned was enough to exist on, and pay for a baby sitter-many of them young girls trying to earn spending money. She employed these young sitters from families in the same apartment house where she lived, and there were many she could choose from.
Martha and her sister, Mary, were eleven-year-old twins who lived on the same floor. They loved Enid's little girl and played with her almost constantly. They would spend the money earned baby sitting on candy and trinkets for Enid's daughter.
Enid's day usually ended around four or four-thirty. On the day of her initial seduction, she arrived home early.
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Enid cashed her weekly check, and returned to her apartment to find the twin girls playing with her daughter. She allowed them to continue playing with the child until it was the baby's bedtime. After the twin's had left, Enid remembered she hadn't paid Martha. She phoned the girl, who came running over immediately.
"Would you like a soft drink while you're here?" Enid asked the pretty girl.
"Oh, I suppose I have time," Martha smiled sweetly. "My sister's out playing and I was just sitting in the apartment all alone. Mother's out for the evening," she pouted prettily, "and who knows when Mary will come in. You know how she is."
The young girl had been on a first name basis with Enid for over a year now.
Enid had on an old robe ... her swelling, firm breasts naked underneath it. She enjoyed running around the house totally naked, but when she heard Martha knock at the door, she slipped into the robe. It wasn't a long robe as most are, but short, showing her long, slender thighs and enticing legs. Enid was unaware that Martha had long been an admirer of those long legs, and she was forever staring at them ... especially when they were exposed as much as they were now. When Enid leaned over the table to reach for her purse, Martha's eyes gazed lovingly at the smooth backs of the slim thighs. The robe lifted high and the young girl could see all the way up to the sweetly curving bottom of the older woman. Having an active imagination, the child thought she could actually see some soft, curling fuzzy blonde hair between the slightly parted thighs, but decided what she actually was seeing was only a shadow or something. Even then she licked at her lips with a moist pink tongue nervously. Although she was very fond of the older woman, Martha had never allowed this fact to be known.
As Enid turned around, sitting down on the couch, the belt of the robe slipped, and the front flared open just enough for Martha to see the delectable sweep of the swelling breasts. Also, if she squinted her eyes, the eleven-year-old girl found she could really see Enid's crotch ... the light ... soft blonde hair covering the pink mound of her pussy. This view excited the young girl tremendously and she felt a twitching ... an interesting itch between her own thighs. Martha was a little frightened at this ... because it was the first time she had ever felt such a sensation. She crossed her own legs to savor the funny, tingling feeling that was growing stronger in her own cunt.
When Enid leaned back, she didn't bother to wrap the robe around her body. The older woman suddenly became conscious of a strange, erotic new desire flooding through her body. She had always secretly, clandestinely, wanted to be naked in front of the pretty young girl, but the time had never been ripe. Now it seemed that it was ... and Martha was good enough to begin with right now, she found herself thinking.
Enid watched the young girl sip her soda through slitted eyes in speculation. "How long has your mother been gone?" she asked.
"Oh ... I don't know, Enid," the child replied. Martha was feeling something totally new-alien-and exciting happening to her ... centered in her younggirl-crotch. The tingle became exquisite ... and Martha began to sweat in her palms and armpits.
As Enid sat up, the robe came open wider. Enid smiled inwardly as she realized the child could now easily see her naked breasts and the fur-lined slit of her snatch. The older woman was quite fond of her pussy ... of the blonde triangle that surrounded it beautifully. Alone, she was always brushing it out ... playing with it. She would wash it just as carefully as she would the long, curling hair on her head. She studied the young child. She could see the girl was nervous about looking directly at the nakedness she brazenly exposed.
"Oh ... it's been such a hot day," Enid complained. "Was it hot here in the house, darling?" she asked the child. She pretended to stretch, letting the robe fall completely open. Through her half-slitted eyes, she watched the child wanting to stare at her, but Martha averted her dark eyes shyly.
"Yes, it was terribly hot in here ... especially with the air-conditioner not working," Martha said. The feeling in her stomach and young cunt was growing stronger by the second. She felt funny, almost dizzy as the rounded, peaked titties just across from her attracted her round, wide eyes like magnets. Martha thought they were the loveliest, most beautifully rounded things she had ever seen, with those little, brown nipples rigid and pointing up to the ceiling. Martha found that her mouth was watering as though anticipating some delicacy.
Enid, too, was becoming excited by her exhibition. She crossed her legs and felt the juices seep from her hair-rimmed twat, and she squeezed them together to intensify the sensation there.
"You mean to tell me you sat around in here all day, sweltering in this heat, with your clothes on?" Enid smiled suggestively.
"No ... and I hope you don't mind, Enid. Lizzy and I were a couple of nudists today. Of course, I had to keep the diaper on Lizzy."
"Ohh ... I don't mind," Enid said. "Whatever you want to do in this apartment when no one's around ... you have my permission, but you must never answer the door ... that's all I demand ... okay?"
"Oh, I know better than that, Enid!" Martha said, pouting a bit.
"I know, dear. I just can't emphasis it enough," Enid squirmed on the couch a bit, slipping her robe off ... and sat stark-naked before the child.
"You don't mind, do you, darling?" Enid said when Martha's eyes opened wide. "After all, we're both women, you know." Enid smiled, stretching her slim legs and wiggling her toes.
"No ... I don't mind ... it's your apartment," Martha answered. "Besides ... you have such a lovely body. I think it's just beautiful! I love to look at it ... and I ... well, I love to see your ... your titties," the child said, no longer shy and not the least bit bashful. "I love them ... very much."
"Why, thank you, darling."
"When I grow up ... I hope my titties will be just like yours!"
"I'll tell you a secret, dear ... you'll have to exercise and massage them." She watched Martha's eyes as they traced all over the swelling, naked mounds.
"Listen, why don't you come over here with me ... sit closer to me. Oh, don't be so shy, darling," Enid whispered softly. She felt her cunt growing very warm and moist ... becoming creamy and slippery as the child got up and then sat down on the couch near her, but still far enough away so they weren't touching.
Enid, in her bubbling passion, now became bolder. "Do you really love my titties?"
"Yes ... I think they're very ... well, sweet!"
Enid lifted her two hands and cupped the mounds, her fingers caressing over the smooth, swollen flesh, a fingertip at each erect brown nipple, caressing them until the tips stood firmly out.
"Ohhh ... that looks nice! I love watching you play with your titties!"
Enid laughed huskily. "Do you want to touch them, darling?" Enid's breasts were growing hot ... hard ... swelling as her own words excited her.
"Ohhh ... could I? May I really touch them? Golly ... I sure would! But ... isn't it naughty?"
Enid leaned over and took the child's hand. "Of course it isn't naughty, darling. It isn't bad at all ... and do you know something else, Martha?"
"What?"
"I think I'd like you to touch them ... if you want to, that is, sweet!"
Martha couldn't resist moving closer. The sensations between her girl-thighs were driving her wild. She could feel moisture there now ... and her own small, budding titties were responding by growing sensitive.
Enid took both of the child's hands in her own now. She lifted them and placed the warm palms and fingers on her naked, jutting breasts.
"Ohhhh ... I like you touching them," Enid sighed as the child, of her own volition, began to squeeze at the spongy flesh.
"May I ... could I ... well, I'd love to kiss one, Enid?" the child said in a hesitant voice, licking her tongue over her dry lips. "I'd love to kiss both of them ... if you'd let me."
"Oh, you're so sweet, darling!" Enid cried out as her passion bubbled, hugging the child close, placing her naked arms around the small waist and pressing lightly at small of the girl's back.
She almost mashed the child's face between her fully, rounded globes. She could feel the child's lips squirming, kissing, all over her smooth titties, then her girlish tongue snaked out to lick and taste ever so gently on first one stiff nipple, then the other.
"Ohhhh ... that's wonderful! I love that ... it makes me feel great!" Enid cried out, gripping the girl tighter yet. Her thighs opened ... her pussy exposed to the air now.
One of the child's hands was resting on a smooth thigh, high up and close to the hairy triangle. Enid, her lust leaping wildly, reached down one hand. She took the child's hand and quietly, almost innocently, began to make it wander up closer to her parted thighs. She could feel the small fingers now only a moment away from her soft pussy hair and her deliciously quivering cunt.
"Kiss them, darling ... kiss my titties for me," Enid urged softly, shoving her breasts against the child's face.
Martha squealed with delight as she sucked one firm nipple between her lips, her tongue racing over the succulent tip.
"Ohhh, yes ... do that! Suck them ... lick my titties!"
Martha gazed up into Enid's eyes, her lips around a firm nipple, her eyes misty and melting.
"I love you ... I love you for letting me suck them," she whispered softly." Then Martha told Enid about her love and desire to do this for over a year. "I've wanted to see you naked like this ... and I've even tried to peek at you in the shower, but I never could see you," Martha said, her hands climbing up to stroke and fondle the exposed mounds.
"Oh, my sweet child! If I had only known!" Enid sighed, leaning back so the little girl could play and feel her breasts all she desired.
"I've even had dreams about them in my sleep. I so wish my titties were like yours, but I guess I just have to wait until I grow up, huh?"
"Would you like to show them to me?" Enid asked, kissing the child's forehead, her hands on the small shoulders, her eyes looking lingeringly into the dark one's of Martha.
"Should I? Do we dare?"
"Oh, who's going to know about us?" Enid replied.
"I wouldn't ever tell a soul! Not even my sister!" Martha said with growing excitement as she probed a fingertip into the dimpled navel of the grown woman.
"Ohhh ... that's nice! I like that!" Enid moaned. "Do it again."
Martha laughed childishly. "I'm glad you like it ... I like to make you happy." Then without shyness, stood up and began to unbutton her blouse.
"Oh, you sweet thing! Let me do that for you ... has anyone ever undressed you before, sweetheart?"
"Not since I was a baby," Martha smiled eagerly. "Please ... you undress me. I'll remember this ... always!"
"Then stand here in front of me, sweet."
"Ohhhh ... you're so beautiful! You're the most beautiful grown-up woman I've ever seen. You aren't at all like my mother ... or anyone I know who is grown."
"Well ... your mother could lose some weight," Enid said, her breath coming faster as her eyes, then her hands caressed the naked arms, running up and down the flesh of the child, then coming to rest at the snap and zipper on the side of Martha's skirt.
She unsnapped this and the small skirt dropped to the floor. Martha, a tiny smile of anticipation on her lips, stepped out of the garment. She was wearing a pair of white, little-girl panties that clung to her sweet little crotch, tightly outlining the youthful lines of her girl-cunt concealed there.
"Let me take your panties off, darling. But turn around so I can see your sweet little bottom first, okay?"
Martha giggled as she felt her panties being pulled down her thighs. She balanced first on one foot, then the other as she stepped daintily out of them.
As Enid raised the little blue blouse from the child's body, and beheld those two tiny, budding breasts, she felt a tremendous warmth for the small child. She began to kiss her neck, then her now naked shoulders.
Martha was standing in front of her, her head pressed gently between the full, firm mounds of the older woman's breasts, her tongue licking at the flesh with a bubbling, thrilling excitement.
She wrapped one hand around Enid's waist, the other falling downward to stroke the swelling ass cheeks of the older woman's lovely bottom. Enid took the hint and her one hand also fell to grasp the small cheeks of Martha's ass, fondling and stroking them ... teasing her finger up and down the warm crack.
"Ohhh ... I love this!" Enid sighed, raising the child's lips to her own and kissing her full on the mouth.
"Please ... open your lips, dear ... open them just a little," Enid whispered.
Martha's lips opened.
"Now ... stick your sweet little tongue out. I want to kiss it for you!"
Martha ran her pink, moist tongue out. Enid opened her own lips, then closed them around the moist oral appendage, sucking gently as her tongue-tip fluttered and played.
"Golly, Enid ... we're making love, just like in the movies!"
Enid sucked the small tongue far into her hot mouth ... her own tongue licking and caressing. Her hands were now openly fondling the firm, child-ass, pressing her body into her own naked one. She thrilled to the feel of the smooth, tender flesh against her own.
Martha's hands, too, were fondling and feeling, stroking the larger ass cheeks of Enid. Now, Enid pressed her crotch against the child, rubbing her hair-lined pussy ever so delicately against the child's stomach, not wanting to go too fast and frighten the girl.
But Martha was rubbing back ... completely unafraid.
In fact, Martha was now breathing so heavily, her small breasts rubbing at the hot flesh of Enid, that Martha had the urge to urinate. That's how wet her tiny pussy was. She was so excited ... she couldn't resist pressing and hugging the older woman to her naked body with all her strength.
"Ohhh ... this is so much fun!" Martha cried happily. "Let me lick on your titties again ... Golly, my mouth is so hot!"
Enid sat down on the couch, drawing the child to her. "Get down on your knees, sweetheart ... I want you to kiss my belly first. Would you do that for me?"
"Ohhh, I would! I'd love to kiss your belly!"
Martha dropped to her knees on the carpet in front of Enid, who opened her thighs wide, exposing the pulsating, fur-lined slit of her vagina. Enid placed her hands on the back of the child's head and pressed the warm lips to her trembling stomach. As Martha began to kiss at the shivering flesh, Enid opened her thighs wider yet, then clasped them around the sweet, young naked body of the child, writhing the inner flesh at the girl's small waist. Martha continued kissing and licking her tongue on the flat, white flesh of her stomach, licking into the dimple of her navel eagerly.
"Lick my belly all over, dear ... and if you want to lick up and kiss my titties, why you just go right ahead."
"Ohhh ... could I kiss ... kiss lower, Enid?"
"Oh, my darling child!" Enid cried out. "I would love that. I'm nice and clean down there, you know."
"I know," Martha whispered in a husky, childish voice. "I can smell you ... smell the perfume." Her head slipped lower and lower ... and finally she was running her lips over the fluffy, soft cunt hair. Enid's hands on both sides of the child's face hugged and pressed her face against her cunt hair, then she shoved the small face down until it was buried in her crotch. The child's eyes peered quizzically up through the pubic hair, and Enid nodded gently.
She didn't have to wait or urge the child. Martha backed away on her knees.
"Let me see it first ... let me look at your pee-hole, Enid! I've never seen an old one like yours ... just baby holes."
Enid laughed. "An old pee-hole? How dare you, you little cunt!"
Martha giggled. "Ohhh ... what you said! But ... you know what I mean, don't you?"
"Of course, sweetheart. You can look at my, pee-hole, as you call it ... and if you want to kiss it, I'd love that very much."
"I'd like to kiss it ... I think," Martha said doubtfully. "But I want to see it first." Her small hand pressed Enid's thighs open farther, fully exposing the hair-rimmed crotch and moist, pulsating slit to her young eyes.
Martha stared, fascinated by the way the pink lips seemed to throb ... at the slippery fluids oozing from it ... at the tiny, delicious-looking clitoris that peeked teasingly up from the moist folds of Enid's pussy. She loved the soft, blonde hair that -lined the luscious lips ... and she devoured Enid's cunt with her blazing, hot eyes.
Enid's hands played all over the child's naked shoulders, down her back, then they crept around in front to hold the child's tiny breasts in her palms, her fingers stroking the succulent little nipples.
"Would you like for me to spread my pussy lips apart for you, darling? You can see it much better that way, don't you think?"
Martha nodded her head. Enid's fingers took a grip on the folds of her moist cunt lips and pulled them wide apart, watching the child lean forward to peer at the warm passage.
"Golly ... it's beautiful, so deep and wet inside. It ... it's like a flower," Martha said, her young body beginning to squirm as she leaned close to the open cunt ... the secret, hair-lined pussy of this older woman.
"Well, sweetheart ... now that you see it, would you like to kiss it?"
"Ohhh ... I'd rather lick it! Ohhh ... it's beautiful ! I bet it tastes so delicious!"
Enid closed her eyes, leaning back on the couch. She raised her knees, keeping them wide apart as she placed her feet on the cushions of the couch. Her passion was racing madly now ... her body trembling violently. She couldn't resist the overwhelming urge to stroke her titties ... to squeeze them as she felt the warm breath of the lovely child stir the curling hairs of her cunt.
"Please, you darling child," she whispered softly. "Lick around my pussy ... lick my cunt with your sweet little tongue! I'd love to feel you sucking and licking my cunt!"
Martha glanced up from the palpitating flesh to watch Enid's hands massage the swelling titties. "I like watching you play with those. It makes me feel all warm and tingling between my legs ... as if I have to pee." Martha lowered her head shyly now, and said, "Would ... would you like to lick my pee-hole later. I think it would feel so nice if you did that to me ... I'm getting all wet like you."
"Yes ... I'll lick your sweet little pee-hole, darling!"
"Ohhh ... all of it?" Martha asked, delighted at the thought of having this woman use her tongue on her pussy.
"Every inch, dear ... even your delicious little asshole, if you want that."
Martha squealed, then plunged her face between the widely spread thighs of the older woman without a second thought, burying her face tight into the hair-rimmed, slippery cunt. She thrust her tongue out ... forcing it to penetrate as deep as possible the pulsating channel before her. Enid whimpered as the sensations flowed through her already heated veins, her naked ass cheeks twisting against the small child-face.
Enid experienced an immediate orgasm, then her clitoris and vaginal lips became so sensitive she had to shove the child's face away from her crotch. Yet, there was another orgasm boiling around in the pit of her stomach for release.
"Ohhh ... I'd love to have that sweet tongue lick my cunt some more ... but I can't stand it! Ohhh ... I'll finger myself!"
Martha giggled.
"Now ... you watch," Enid said to the child. "I'm going to make my pussy really hot. You sit back and play with your own little titties just the way you saw me play with mine ... and watch my fingers and cunt, okay?"
Enid lay back on the couch, placing a pillow under her swelling ass cheeks. She raised one knee and threw it over the back of the couch, letting her other foot fall to the floor, thereby opening her heated cunt to the staring eyes of the child. Martha was absolutely fascinated, her eyes wide as she watched the older woman began to rub at the creamy lips of her cunt with the palm of her hand ... up ... down ... then deep under. The adult woman's fingers then began to stroke and fondle her delicious slit. Enid loved masturbating, but the child's tongue would never replace her own fingers ... never be as good to her pussy.
"This is called finger fucking, sweetheart," she said hoarsely, her finger slipping in and out of the clasping lips now. "It's the way girls fuck themselves if they don't have a boy or man around ... a nice, hard prick to stuff inside their hot holes."
The child leaned forward to watch closely, her own hands tweaking at the small, hard mounds of her girl-tits, her eyes wide and excited as she watched the adult woman's fingers fucking in and out of the creamy cunt with a total lack of embarrassment ... in wanton abandonees.
Enid was whimpering and thrashing around now, her naked ass bouncing and tossing insanely on the pillow. She was almost screaming as her orgasm bubbled over and created a violent shudder of exquisite pleasure to flood her mind and naked body. When the orgasm receded, she slumped back, her tongue lolling from the open mouth.
In a few minutes, Enid sat up, a happy and satisfied grin on her lips. She looked at the child, and the desire to make love to her flowed into her mind.
"I told you I would kiss you, sweetheart," she said throatily. "I want to kiss that sweet, girl-cunt of yours!"
Martha was sitting next to Enid now. Enid reached over and pulled her slim thighs apart to get a better view of the pink, delicate opening between the child's thighs.
"I wish I had hair all over it ... around my pee-hole," Martha said, her own hand moving down to rub at the excited little slit.
"Oh ... don't be in such a rush to grow up, sweetheart. That will come soon enough. You'll have oodles of cunt hair later."
She dropped to her knees between the parted girl-thighs, her lips working as if she was already kissing and sucking at the succulent orifice. "I'm going to make you feel real good, darling ... I'm going to lick your sweet little pee-hole ... tongue it ... suck it ... tongue fuck that pretty cunt of yours!"
Shoving her face forward, Enid closed her lips around the soft, delicate pussy of the child, her tongue licking up and down the warm, pulsating slit in search of the tasty little clitoris. Locating it, she sucked the bud into her mouth, creating a powerful suction as the small ass of the child gyrated with pleasure. Enid shot her tongue into the tight, delicious passage of the virgin cunt, moving it in and out furiously, her throat swallowing convulsively as the virginal juices flowed into her mouth. Martha whimpered and giggled ... twisted and writhed her crotch against the sucking, licking mouth of the adult woman who was avidly devouring the delicate girl-pussy.
"Ooohhhh ... Ooooooo...." Martha crooned softly, arching her pussy high into Enid's face. "Ohhhh ... it feels ... feels as if ... if I want to pee! Ohhhh ... I can't hold it! I'll pee ... pee in your mouth!"
Enid pulled her face from the juicy hole, grinning lewdly up at the squirming child. "If you feel like peeing, darling ... you just go right ahead and pee! I won't mind if you piss in my mouth!" And she closed her lips around the child-pussy, sucking the lips and clitoris up into her hot mouth. Her tongue swiped up and down in a frenzy, going all the way between the warm crack of the child's ass and licking at the tiny pucker of her hole there, then swiping back up to taste and tongue the pulsating little pussy.
"Ohhhh ... I'm doing it!" Martha cried as the exquisite sensations she had never felt before take control of her mind and body. "I'm ... I'm pissing ... peeing ... wetting ... in your mouth! Ohhhh ... it never felt like this before! It feels so good! Ohhh ... I'm peeing in your mouth! I am ... I am ... I am...."
Enid couldn't still the chuckle that came to her sucking mouth at the innocence of this naked child. She worked her tongue furiously, creating a powerful suction as she brought the girl-child to her first orgasm, then she lifted her face away, seeing the angelic expression on the pretty face.
Before the evening was over, Enid had enjoyed the tender little body of the girl once more. Martha, thoroughly fascinated by doing these things with a pretty, adult woman, performed cunnilingus willingly on the hair-rimmed slit, bringing Enid one orgasm after another.
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Surprisingly, this incident was Enid's first experience with lesbian love. Before Martha, her love life consisted strictly of heterosexual experiences. According to her statements, she was now making plans to seduce the twin sister, Mary, with plans to get the two together in the very near future.
Although she states she enjoys her activities with the child, she has desires for men on numerous occasions. It is not known whether or not her sexual desires will eventually lead her to a lesbian affair with a woman her own age.
CONCLUSION
Child seduction is as old as the world ... or as old as mankind. The appeal, apparently, is in the innocence of the child and not specifically for the small bodies, although some child seducers-male and female-do prefer the small, hairless bodies.
As can be seen, this century as been sexually awakening. At the turn of the Twentieth Century, young people were not seen on the streets after eight o'clock. They spoke and discussed their problems with their parents ... they attended school affairs ... enjoyed dates only if a chaperone was present. If a girl became pregnant in the early part of this century, she was never said to be pregnant, but to be 'that way' or 'in the family way.'
Young ladies, especially, did not discuss sex in any manner ... although older boys did get together and giggle about the female anatomy. Now, in this modern day, the girls are becoming more aggressive in their sexuality. Before, the only child seducers we had heard about were men. Now, we are finding more and more females are attracted-sexually-to the young.
What makes the female child seducer more interesting to a sexual behaviorist, is the fact that they are more aggressive than their male counterpart. Maybe this is because the female has more opportunities ... she sees the budding sexuality of the young more frequently than does the male.
Some of the cases presented illustrate graphically that in many instances the female has no trouble at all in her seduction. In fact, one would think it was the child doing the seducing instead of the other way around.
We can place this on the natural curiosity of a child ... of his almost total trust in a female as compared to his trust in a male. A woman is thought to be gentle, kind and loving toward children, whereas a male is considered to be gruff and only tolerant of a small child.
It should be noted that in every case studied here, the adult female has actively, knowingly, and willingly engaged in sexual behavior with an innocent child-boy or girl, and at times, with both-seducing them very carefully, and having no moral conscience about the consequences. In most cases, the seductions are handled so carefully that the victims seldom realize they have been used in a carnal nature.
Also, in a great many instances, the victims have never been known to register a complaint of any kind to any authority ... including parents. The willingness of the children involved keeps the female child seducer secret from the world by developing a trust between the child and the adult woman.
The author hopes the reader or student of human sexual behavior has been rewarded in his search for understanding by the foregoing cases ... and that those persons will have a better understanding of the female sexuality.
