Susan looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't think she looked like a pedophile. Yet actions spoke louder than words and her actions over the past few weeks would brand her a pedophile to anyone who knew what she had done. And that was her biggest worry - that people might find out. My God! How could she have done it? What kind of sickness had taken hold of her and let her do what she had done? The sickness, at least as far as she was concerned, wasn't in what she did, but in what had turned what she'd always known she was loose from where she had kept it locked away.
Being honest with herself she had always known what lurked inside her head, but she was an adult and she had known as that as such she had control of herself. Having desires wasn't all that strange; everybody had desires that couldn't be fulfilled, maybe not like hers, but unrequited desires just the same. Desires that filled your head, but that you knew could never be acted upon.
The world was full of married women who wondered what other men would be like, but they controlled their desires and pressed on being faithful wives. There were married men who lusted after every sexy woman they saw, but they controlled themselves and didn't cheat. There were people who saw things they wanted, but couldn't afford and they thought of stealing the item, but they controlled themselves and didn't. So why hadn't she exercised control?
She was the last person in the world who anyone would expect to do what she had done. My God, she was a wife, a mother and a regular church attendee. She even sang in the choir. She didn't need to go down the path she had chosen. God knew that she'd had ample opportunity to go a different way. She was a magnet for most men's eyes. At five feet six with 125 pounds packed into a 40-25-38 package she was considered a 'sex-pot' (a term she had overheard at a church potluck).
When riding to choir practice with some of the men in the choir she usually ended up in the back seat sitting in the middle between two men and hardly a time went by that she didn't get 'accidentally' felt up. One time she'd even had a hand on each leg and she often wondered if she didn't wear panties and spread her legs wide what they would do, but she had always been too afraid to do it.
It could very well have been caused by the fact that her husband had pretty much given up having sex when he got religion, but even before that he wouldn't allow any oral sex, either giving or receiving, and God forbid she even think about anal sex. She was sexually frustrated and she knew it, but she was an adult and she should have been able to handle it.
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Susan had a jones. She was an Internet porn junkie and the porn she was interested in was sex with boys, young boys. She was honest with herself. She knew why she lusted after young boys. She had inadvertently seen her son Brian masturbating and it had turned her on something fierce. The sight of his angelic face, hairless body and small hand working his penis were burned into her brain. Ever since she had seen his seed spurt from the end of his sweet looking cock she had looked at all young boys with lust in her heart. She knew she couldn't have them, but she could still feed her fantasies.
She got on the Net and looked for erotic story sites where she could find stories of women and young boys. She found several and she would pull up stories, read them and imagine that she was the woman in the story and then finger herself to orgasm. She had even found a Scandinavian site that had pictures of young boys and she would sit at her computer and stare at the young lads while fingering herself. She became a frequent visitor to the site and she had purchased a program at Office Depot that would keep anyone from being able to pull up her history on the computer.
Her son Brian had his friends over to the house all the time and she would watch them and wish she could undress them and suck on their little cocks, but she knew that she didn't dare. When it built up too much in her she would head into the den, lock the door behind her and fire up the computer. She would read several of her favorite stories, log on to the Scandinavian site, select a picture of a young boy and then finger herself to orgasm.
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It was a good deed that led to her downfall. Marge, her next door neighbor, had a family emergency that required her to go out of town for three days. She didn't want to take her son Scott out of school so she had asked Susan if Scott could stay with her while Marge was gone. Scott and Brian were good friends and could keep each other occupied so Susan had said yes. Besides, Susan's husband was out of town for a four-day seminar and she could use the company.
The first night passed without incident except that Susan had seen Scott go from Brian's bedroom to the bathroom in just his briefs and she had seen the outline of his cock before the bathroom door closed. The next day Brian was out throwing his paper route and she had been down in the basement doing the laundry when suddenly she had to go to the bathroom. She went and used the toilet and was on her way back down to the basement and was just passing Brian's room when she heard a moan. It didn't sound like a hurt sort of moan and she almost walked by. She still didn't know what had caused her to stop and quietly open the door, but she did.
She opened the door and peeked inside and what she saw made her go weak in the knees. Scott was sitting in front of Brian's computer and he was staring at the picture of a naked woman on the monitor. His pants were around his ankles as he used his small right hand to masturbate himself. Something took hold of her and made her quietly enter the room and move behind the young boy where he couldn't see her, but she could look over his shoulder and watch him play with his hard four-inch cock.
She stood there mesmerized and wished she could have that little cock in her mouth, her pussy, and yes, even in her ass. Scott was moaning loud enough to cover the sounds of her heavy breathing. She watched his little hand going up and down and she slid a hand down the front of her skirt and started fingering her pussy. She wanted to be the naked woman he was jacking off to. It was when she had that thought that she lost it.
"He shouldn't have to jack off to a picture when a real woman was available! She unfastened her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She pushed her panties down her legs, pulled off her sweater and then unsnapped her bra and let them all fall into a pile on the floor. She pinched her nipples to stiffen them a bit and then she stepped in front of Scott. His little fist stopped pumping and she saw a look of alarm cross his face. She knelt in front of him and pushed his hand away from his cock and said:
"Let me help you with that honey."
She lowered her head and her eyes took in his beautiful, almost hairless little cock just before she opened her mouth and swallowed his hard four inches. His hand job must have gotten him close to cumming so she didn't suck him long, maybe thirty seconds, and then spurt, spurt, spurt he came in her mouth. She kept her lips locked tight around his shaft and she sucked every bit of his cum down into her belly.
She kept him in her mouth and sucked and licked him back to hardness again and then, even though she would have preferred her own bed, she pulled him out of the chair, laid down on the floor and pulled him on top of her. She was so wet that his little cock slid right into her pussy. Her hands went to his tight little but and she pulled him to her and he knew what to do and started fucking her like a sex-crazed rabbit, but she didn't mind. She was in Heaven as the slim, hairless twelve year old fucked her. So what if he came quick? He was young and she could get him up again quickly.
He was fucking her with abandon and she felt her first orgasm and she pushed herself at him as she pulled him to her, her mind seething with the degeneracy of it; a grown woman rutting with a twelve year old boy. Her hands were on his ass and she felt the muscles tighten and he let out a little moan just as he splashed her insides and caused her to have another orgasm.
"There now, wasn't that better than your hand?"
Scott didn't speak, but he shook his head in a vigorous yes.
"Do you want some more?"
Again the vigorous head shake saying yes and she smiled at him and said:
"You can have all you want honey, but it has to be our secret. If anyone else finds out we will have to stop and we don't want that, do we?"
A vigorous 'no' shake of the head and she had giggled and said, "Help me pick up my clothes and then we will go to my bedroom and play some more until Brian is due home."
As soon as she got him into her bedroom she pushed him down on the bed on his back. She knelt on the bed next to him and fondled his cock with her right hand while her left played with his balls.
"You aren't going to tell anyone about this, right?"
Scott shook his head no. "No baby, you have to tell me. I want to hear you say it. This is our secret and no one else ever gets to know it, right?"
"Yes ma'am, I won't tell no one. I promise."
"Good boy" she said and then she took his cock in her mouth. She loved being able to take all of him in her mouth. She remembered the many boys she had dated before she had gotten married and she remembered how she had never been able to get one of their cocks completely in her mouth. With Scott's not yet fully developed four incher she was able to get all of him and part of his ball sack in her mouth. She sucked on the young boy for maybe a minute or a minute and a half and she got his little boy cock hard again.
She had climbed up on the bed and pulled Scott on top of her. She took his head in her hands and french kissed him. Her tongue darted into his mouth and she felt so deliciously wicked when he didn't know how to respond and she knew she would have to teach him. Her body shivered with pleasure as she realized just how much she could teach him. Oh the wickedness of it all. A thirty-six year old wife and mother taking a twelve year old lover. Just the thought gave her a small orgasm.
She took his hard little pecker in her hand and guided it between her pussy lips and said:
"Push baby, push your dick into me."
His cock might have only been four inches, but it was rock hard and he pushed and it entered her. She put her hands on his tight little butt and pulled him to her. She might have been his first, but he instinctively knew what to do and he humped her like his life depended on it. Because of her blow job and the first fuck on the floor of Brian's room he lasted a little longer than she would have expected a virgin to last. They had fucked until he had exploded inside of her, which in turn, triggered her own orgasm.
He started to get up, but she clasped him to her and kissed him again. She sent her tongue searching in his young mouth and teased him until he responded. God, she was so hot. She had come this far and she couldn't let him go. She rolled him over on his back and slid down to take his cock in her mouth again. Oh the depravity of it! Being able to take his entire cock into her mouth with one gulp, to be able to look down on his slim, naked hairless body. He was beautiful, better than any of the boys she seen on the Scandinavian site.
She slid a hand down to her pussy and fingered herself until his cock grew hard in her mouth and then she rolled over on her back.
"Hurry baby, hurry. Fuck me one more time before Brian gets home."
He climbed on top of her and she felt his hard little cock slip into her and she pushed her hips up to meet him. Scott was good for almost ten minutes that time and she had an orgasm just seconds before he shot a solid spurt of cum into her.
"Oh God baby, that was so good," she said as she hugged him to her, "but Brian will be home soon and we need to clean up." As she got up she had reminded him, "Our secret baby, if no one else ever knows we can do it again. Okay baby?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Good boy. Let's straighten things up before Brian gets here. After he falls asleep tonight you can sneak out of his room and into mine. Would you like that?"
The big smile on his face was all the answer she needed.
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After dinner Brian and Scott ran off to play video games while she cleared the table, cleaned the kitchen and remembered the afternoon. Now that the fog of lust had dissipated she was appalled at what she had done. Sweet Jesus! What if Scott told someone? He was a young boy and what he had just done just had to make him want to tell somebody. He would be positively bursting to let someone know. Her only hope was that the promise of more if he stayed silent would be enough to keep him quiet. But giving him more to buy his silence would be just digging her hole deeper.
She finished in the kitchen and went into the family room to watch TV, but she just could not get interested in anything that was on - her mind was just in too much turmoil. Finally she gave up trying to find something that would hold her interest. She grabbed a book and headed for her bedroom. Once in the bedroom she found that it was even worse. The noise from Brian's bedroom just reminded her of who was in there with Brian.
In her mind she saw Scott sitting in front of the computer monitor, but he was not playing video games, he was stroking his beautiful little cock. She remembered watching him as he fisted himself and without realizing it her hand went down to her pussy. "Oh God" she moaned as she slid a finger into the folds of her pussy and then her mind was full of what she and Scott had done and she worked her pussy until she had an orgasm.
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It was a little after one when her bedroom door opened and then closed. In the darkness she was barely able to make out the form that moved toward her bed. She threw back the covers and whispered:
"Hurry baby, hurry. I'm ready for you."
He climbed on the bed and she pushed him down on his back. She moved down and her mouth swallowed his cock and as she sucked him she reached under her pillow for the tube of KY Jelly she'd placed there. She put some on her fingers and started working on her anus as she sucked on the young boys sweet little cock. When she had him as hard as he was going to get she took her mouth off of him and whispered:
"In my ass lover, this time I want you in my ass."
She got up on her knees and put her head down on the pillow and he moved up behind her. She felt his tiny cock poking at her and then he found the hole and pushed in. His little boy cock was the perfect size for ass fucking and she moaned in pleasure as his hands gripped her hips and he started fucking her. Gone were all her worries and her fears; all that mattered was the deliciously wicked feeling of having a twelve year old boy pounding his cock into her thirty-six year old ass.
"Fuck me baby, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" she whimpered as she pushed her ass back at him.
He was pounding her hard and she could hear him gasping for breath. She felt the heat grow in her center as her orgasm started to build. She was so into what she was doing that she didn't see her bedroom door open and then close again and she didn't notice the dark form approach the bed. Her orgasm hit and she raised her head up from the pillow and moaned. Her eyes were closed and she didn't see the dark form lay down on the bed where the pillow had been, but she felt the bed move and she opened her eyes to see a young boy where her pillow had been. Hands went to her head and pulled it down and as she opened her mouth to speak a cock was pushed into it. Her mind was confused. What was happening? And then suddenly she knew. There were only two others in the house besides herself. Her eyes went wide as the confirmation came:
"I'm cumming mommy, I'm cumming" as the tiny cock in her ass erupted and splashed the walls of her rectum with her son's hot boy cum.
And she lost it! She abandoned herself to lust. It didn't matter to her that the cock in her ass belonged to her own son. All that mattered was the joy of having two young boys use her as their fuck toy. For the rest of the night she screamed out in ecstasy as the two boys pounded their little cocks into all three of her holes. Scott and Brian took turns on her more than willing body until the three of them fell asleep.
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Susan woke in the morning to sunshine streaming in the windows and shining on the bodies of the two young boys sleeping on her bed. They looked so young and innocent lying there, but they had been anything but innocent last night as they had taken turns stuffing their beautiful little cocks in her mouth, pussy and ass. Her pussy tingled at the thought that Scott would be staying two more days.
And Brian, dear sweet Brian, how had he come to be in her bed last night? And what did the future hold for her and her baby? He'd had her now and he would want her again and could she say no? Well, that was something she could think about later, but for now she would take advantage of what she had. She slid down the bed between the two sleeping twelve year olds and looked from one little cock to the other. As she reached out to take a cock in each hand she wondered which one would wake up first and she wondered which hole he would want to use.