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The following story is for adults only. It contains scenes depicting sex
among minor children and, sometimes, adults. It is entirely a work of
fiction and the characters contained within are completely the figment
of the authors imagination. (they do sometimes embody his fantasies,
however.) If homosexual activities offend you or sexual activities among
and with pre- and just pubescent children bothers you, I suggest you hit
the back button. 
Please do not read this if you are under the age of 18 or if it is
illegal in your community. (Can't you just see a horny twelve year old
hitting the back button at this point. I should live so long.)
If you haven't hit the back button yet, enjoy. I would like to have your
opinions of my work and, and while I don't promise, I usually try to
answer my e-mail.
Dabby@access.mountain.net

                       THE JUVENILE CASTING COUCH
                               By D. Abby

                               Chapter - 3 

	The next morning Shirley told him her mother wanted him that 
afternoon. He dropped off his books off at home and went off to do the 
chores for Anne. He asked for Shirley and Ms. Wollenski told him she 
had ballet lessons and wouldn't be home until late afternoon. The kids 
in this neighborhood all seemed to go to special classes at least once 
a week.

	Ms. Wollenski met him in a housecoat and Pat didn't think she was 
wearing anything underneath it. She was a good looking woman of about 
forty. This was pretty strong stuff for an adolescent boy. His prick 
got hard and he hoped Ms. Wollenski didn't notice. He blushed when she 
glanced at his crotch. She wanted Pat to take some boxes up to the 
attic and bring some others down. That wasn't hard, the job seemed like 
a good one.

	Anne leaned over as she talked to him. She wasn't wearing a bra. 
Pat almost saw her nipples. He blushed as she looked at his crotch 
again just as his prick throbbed up to a hard on. Was Anne doing this 
on purpose. If this kept up much longer, he would have to go to the 
bathroom and jerk off.

	Anne led Pat to Shirley's bedroom and pointed out several boxes 
of camping clothes that she wanted in the attic. She then led him to 
the attic. It was up a steep flight of stairs and she went first. He 
found out that Anne had no panties on either! Pat's prick throbbed when 
he saw her naked ass and the bush around her cunt. When they got to the 
top of the steps she had stopped and was waiting for him. They were on 
a very small landing and her body pressed against his.

	His hard prick rubbed up against her body as she showed him where 
the light chain was. Anne wiggled her hips and her front rubbed against 
his prick. Pat almost came in his pants. He did come in his pants when 
she reached down and rubbed his prick.

	"Oh! Did I do that to you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you 
uncomfortable." Anne rattled on as if this were an every day 
occurrence, "I guess you saw under my housecoat coming up those steep 
stairs. That wasn't very nice of me. I'll have to wash and dry your 
pants. I wouldn't want your mother to find them like that. Don't be so 
embarrassed. It wasn't your fault. A boy your age is bound to get 
excited seeing a woman's cunt. You couldn't help what happened. It was 
all my fault."

	Pat was in shock. Anne said cunt! The boys whispered that word 
talking among themselves. Anne was right, his pants were wet and 
sticky. He could never explain that to his mother.

	It was funny, Anne wasn't embarrassed that he had seen up her 
housecoat and she wasn't annoyed that he had done it. What was going 
on. He was sure Anne put her hand on his prick on purpose. Why would an 
adult woman want to feel his prick? That didn't seem right but there 
was nothing he could do or say about it. 

	Anne gave him directions, "Let me show you to the bathroom. Hand 
your pants and underpants out to me. It won't take long. I'll just 
rinse them and I have the fastest drier in the world."

	Pat was an obedient boy. When an adult said do something he did 
it. At times he complained but right now there wasn't much else he 
could do. He was led to a bathroom, took off his pants and underpants, 
and handed them out around the bathroom door.

	He found a washcloth and washed his crotch. It was a mess. His 
sparse pubic hair was matted with his cum and it had run down both his 
legs. By the time he finished and sat down on the toilet seat his prick 
was hard again. It doesn't take many rubs with a soapy washcloth to 
give a twelve year old a hard on.


	Pat sat and waited. He had seen Anne's cunt. He still hadn't seen 
what was between the lips but he saw a slit between her legs that went 
toward her front. He closed his eyes and visualized it again. He spit 
on his hand and pumped on his prick. He wasn't going to have a hard on 
when Anne brought back his pants. 

	He still had his eyes closed when he was startled out of his 
wits. "Here you are all rinsed and dried, just as I said. Oh! I didn't 
mean to walk in on you while you were jerking off. I'm sorry if I 
disturb you that much. Maybe I can do something to help you."

	Anne acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world for 
a forty year old woman to walk in on a twelve year old boy jerking off. 
Pat still didn't know what to say. She walked over to him, moved his 
hand from his prick and pumped it a few times herself. Pat sat there, 
his eyes big and round, and his chin dropping down to his chest. Anne 
was jerking him off!

	Anne stopped pumping, but kept hold of his prick and rubbed her 
own crotch with her other hand. She tilted her head to one side and 
laughed. "You know, feeling that hard young prick of yours has got me 
horny too. Tell you what. Why don't you fuck me. I bet you'd like that 
better than jerking off anyway. I know having a boy fuck me always 
feels better than finger fucking myself."

	Anne said fuck! Pat sat there with Anne's hand wrapped around his 
throbbing prick. He didn't know what to say.

	Anne grinned at his confusion, "What's the matter, Pat? You know 
what fucking is. I doubt you've done it before but I'm sure you'd like 
to try it. All boys want to try it when they get to your age and now is 
as good a time as any to start."

	Like all adolescents, Pat thought about fucking all the time, and 
like all adolescents he was frightened by it too. He was afraid of 
making a fool of himself and he thought he might do something stupid 
without knowing what it was. He'd talked about it and seen pictures but 
knew how ignorant he was. 

	He finally found his tongue. "But, but, I've never done anything 
like that. I've never seen a girl up close down there. I wouldn't know 
how to begin or what to do. Uh, I'm scared!"

	To prove his last statement he lost his hard on. Anne was holding 
a limp prick. It didn't bother her at all. " Oh, you'd be surprised 
what you know how to do. Let your instinct guide you. As far as never 
having seen a woman's cunt that's easy to cure. I still haven't got 
anything on under this housecoat."

	Suiting her actions to her words, Anne unzipped her housecoat, 
and threw it off. She was standing there without a stitch on. As scared 
as he was, Pat's prick came to attention again.

	Anne had big tits that stood straight out from her body, the 
nipples were pointy, and the skin around the nipples was crinkly. About 
the level of Pat's eyes was a bush of dark brown hair. There was a 
separation and he saw a little pink between the outer lips. There were 
some beads of moisture right along the slit.

	"There now you can see a woman up close down there. Why don't you 
find out what a cunt feels like." Anne took hold of Pat's hand and 
moved it up between her legs. It was real slick. His hand moved of its 
own accord. There was another pair of lips inside and pushed in a 
finger. It was even slicker. 

	He pushed in two more fingers and wiggled them around. Anne 
wiggled her hips in response. "Oooo! That's good. Come on to my bedroom 
and we'll get that nice hard prick of yours up into my cunt in place of 
your fingers."

	Anne pulled Pat off the toilet and led him to her bedroom. Pat 
moved like a zombie. He was stunned. A woman was going to fuck him! He 
wanted to fuck her but he didn't know what exactly what he was supposed 
to do. He knew that you pushed you prick into that slick sheath that 
he'd felt, but what did you do then?

	Anne said he would know what to do but he still didn't believe 
it. He didn't even believe this was happening to him. He hadn't thought 
he would fuck a girl till he was real old, fifteen or sixteen, at 
least.

	Anne had him lay on his back. This was what the man and woman in 
the first graphic David had shown were doing. Good, Anne would get on 
top and she would be doing it to him instead of him doing it to her. He 
forgot to be scared and watched real close.

	Anne took his prick between her fingers, and positioned it 
between those slick cunt lips. She moved her hips down and Pat saw his 
prick disappear into a woman's cunt for the first time in his life. 
Wow! Did that feel good. None of the things he ever did while he was 
jerking off ever felt this good to him.

	Anne lifted her hips and his prick come into view glistening with 
her cunt juices. His hips lurched off the bed as Anne moved her cunt 
down over his prick again and her bush slapped his groin. Anne pulled 
up again and Pat pulled back. Wow! He was doing it! He was fucking a 
woman! He hoped he didn't shoot off too soon. He wanted this to last as 
long as possible.

	Anne's tit swung over his face and the nipple brushed his lips. 
Instinct went to work. Pat sucked the nipple into his mouth and felt it 
get hard. As Anne lowered her hips he pushed up with his and he lowered 
his hips as she lifted up so only the head of his prick was still 
buried in her cunt. Anne pulled the nipple out of his mouth and offered 
him the other.

	"I told you that you'd know what to do. You're a perfect little 
lover. Push your prick into me! Ahhh! Suck my tit! Oooo! I'm coming! 
Your lovely young prick is bringing me off!"

	Anne's cunt contracted around Pat's prick and that was all his 
sensitive, adolescent, penis could take. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, 
dribble, dribble; Pat's young boy cum inundated Anne's cunt. His hips 
slowed down and Anne rubbed her cunt against his groin. He lost his 
hard on and his limp prick slipped out of Anne's cunt. Anne rolled him 
on to his side and hugged and kissed him.

	Anne's tongue rub against his lips. He'd heard about this. It was 
french kissing. He opened his mouth, Anne rubbed her tongue against 
his. Wow! It sounded yucky but he really liked it. He pushed his tongue 
into Anne's mouth and she sucked on it. Another out of this world 
sensation! He sucked Anne's tongue back into his mouth again. This was 
neat!

	His prick was getting hard again. Anne reached between their 
bodies and ran her hand up and down the length of it. "Oh, you have 
another boner. We'll do something for that. I'll bet you never had your 
cock sucked."

	Pat was shocked, he had seen that graphic of a woman with a guy's 
prick in her mouth but didn't believe it. Even if women did that to 
guys, he never expected to have it happen to him. Suppose his prick 
shot off in her mouth. That would be a disaster.

	While Pat was going over this in his mind Anne was acting. Anne 
moved down on the bed and licked a couple of drops of pre cum from his 
pisshole. Wow! Pat's hips shot off the bed. It was totally unexpected 
and it felt as good as fucking. Anne ran her tongue around the head of 
his prick. His whole body quivered.

	Anne was an experienced woman. Her husband had left her seven 
years before and after two years without, she wanted some sex. In the 
last five years she had gotten to three odd job boys. Pat was the 
youngest and she thought the cutest. His three and a half inch cock was 
absolutely beautiful. She licked the white shaft with its tracery of 
blue veins and around its pink head. She knew how touchy teen age 
pricks were and she knew how to work all the most sensitive spots. Pat 
was getting his first blow job from an expert.

	Anne licked the underside of Pat's prick, sucked the loose skin 
into her mouth, massaged it with her tongue, licked down the shaft, and 
then sucked on each of his balls. Pat squirmed all over the bed from 
the exquisite sensations he was experiencing.

	Anne knew a twelve year old didn't have very much lasting power. 
She wrapped her lips around the head of his prick. She massaged it with 
her tongue and slowly lowered her head. Pat's prick disappeared into 
Anne's mouth. He still didn't believe this was happening to him. Anne 
lifted her head and his prick glistened with her spit. Wow! This was 
awesome! He couldn't take much more but he was going to enjoy every 
minute of it.

	The next time Anne's head came down his hips came up off the bed 
and he drove his prick as far into her mouth as far as he could. His 
balls slap against Anne's chin. He flexed his hips back as Anne lifted 
her head again. Anne bobbed her head faster and faster. Pat could feel 
the cum rising from his balls. He tried to pull away but Anne held his 
hips firmly and bobbed her head up and down. Her cheeks were hollowed 
she was sucking so hard. Pt panted, "Let go! I'm going to shoot off! 
I'm going to shoot my stuff in your mouth. Please let me go."

	Anne bobbed her head and sucked. Pat had warned Anne. Spurt, 
spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Pat's hips jerked and he let 
loose a fresh load of young boy cum. He watched Anne suck every drop of 
his cum out of his prick and swallowed it. She kept sucking until his 
prick was reduced to its limp state. With one final suck she raised her 
head and let his flaccid prick slide out of her mouth.

	"Pat, if I wasn't prepared to drink your cum I wouldn't have 
started to suck your cock. I like to make you shoot off in my mouth and 
I like the taste of your cum. Making you feel good makes me feel good 
too. I had an orgasm while you were shooting your cum into my mouth."

	Anne kissed Pat again. He knew what Anne expected him to do and 
opened his mouth. Anne pushed her tongue into his mouth and he tasted 
some of the cum that he'd shot into her mouth. He sucked on her tongue, 
then pushed his tongue in her mouth and licked inside so he could taste 
some more of his cum. He reached between their bodies, pushed three 
fingers into Anne's cunt, and wiggled them. Anne wiggled back. 

	He was going to make her feel good that way again then had 
another idea. "Ms. Wollenski, uh, Anne?"

	"Yes?"

	Pat hesitated, "Uh, I've never seen a girl down there. Can I see 
what it looks like?"
	Anne pulled his head away from her by his ears and grinned at 
him, "Pat, you can talk plainer that. You want to see my cunt. You had 
your prick in my cunt and you fucked me. I sucked your cock and gave 
you a blow job. You shot your cum into my mouth. I'm sure you know all 
those words and they are very appropriate for what we're doing. Now you 
say it that way."

	Pat blushed. How could he use those words with a lady when he had 
difficulty using them with David but he didn't want to displease Anne. 
If she were displeased maybe she wouldn't do more of these things with 
him. 

	He took a deep breath and braced himself. "I fucked you and shot 
off in your cunt. After that you sucked my cock and gave me a real good 
blow job. I shot another load of cum in your mouth and you swallowed 
it." Pat, looked at Anne again, took a deep breath, and blushed. 
"You're a real good cocksucker and I liked the way it felt. There, is 
that better? Now can I see what your cunt looks like inside?"

	Pat was blushing again and Anne held him close, kissed him, and 
ran her hand on the back of his neck. She liked this innocent young 
kid. She would get them this young all the time from now on.

	She hoped she could hang on to Pat for a year or two, after that 
he would probably be on the prowl for girls his own age. With what she 
taught him he'd be able to take good care of each of his conquests.

	"Yes, much better. I'm glad you think I'm a good cocksucker. You 
didn't do such a bad job fucking me either. You made me come several 
times. Of course you can explore my cunt and find out what a woman's 
plumbing looks like. I have to admit that it's pretty well hidden. It 
not like a boy, you do have to get real close to examine it. Scoot down 
on the bed and see what you can find out."

	Pat obediently scooted. He got between Anne's legs. She lifted 
her knees and spread them. Her cunt looked pretty sloppy with his cum 
oozing out of it but he couldn't see very much of what was on the 
inside. He reached for it then looked up at Anne.

	"Go ahead, explore. I'll like the feel your fingers in there. It 
will feel as good to me as it felt to you when I held your prick."

	Pat turned his attention back to Anne's cunt. He held the hairy 
outer lips apart. He sniffed. It smelled real good. His prick started 
to get hard again. Pat was examining the inside of a cunt for the first 
time in his life.

	There were another pair of pink lips, down low, inside the hairy 
ones. That must be where he had pushed his fingers and later on his 
prick. He pushed his fingers in again and watched the lips closed 
around them.

	He wiggled his fingers and Anne wiggled in response. She liked 
that so he wiggled them back and forth. There was a bump above those 
inside lips. Pat rubbed it and Anne wiggled again. He raised his 
eyebrows and looked up at her.

	Anne confirmed what he had expected, "That's my clitoris. It's 
usually called a clit. It feels good when you rub it, it's supposed to 
be just about as sensitive as the head of your prick."

	Anne's clit got bigger as Pat rubbed it. It must be the 
equivalent of his getting a hard on. Gee, her cunt smelled real good. 
He sniffed his finger. He tentatively stuck out his tongue and licked 
it. It tasted as good as it smelled.

	Like most boys his age Pat had heard about lapping cunt but like 
most boys his age it was another thing he didn't really believe. Anne 
had sucked his cock, would she want to have him to lap her cunt? He 
looked at her again. 

	Anne was grinning. It was as if she were reading his mind. "Go 
ahead, give it a try. You might find you like it. Most men do."

	That was like a dare. She was telling him if he were a grown man 
he would do it. He wasn't going to prove he was a boy. He looked at her 
cunt. That moisture was mostly his cum and he drank his cum all the 
time when he jerked off. He thought it would probably taste just as 
good from her cunt as it did from his hand. Her cunt juices smelled 
real good too. If they tasted like they smelled they wouldn't too bad 
either. He got between her legs, took a deep breath, and ran his tongue 
along the inside of her outer cunt lips. Anne's hips jerked. It didn't 
taste bad at all! He rather liked it.

	He grinned and Anne grinned back. This kid was a find. It had 
taken her months to get other odd job boys to lap cunt. One of them had 
never done it. Pat was about to lap her cunt on the day he lost his 
virginity. This made his tongue feel even better in her cunt.

	Pat licked her cunt again. If Anne's clit was as sensitive as his 
prick he knew it would feel good if he licked it. It felt good when she 
licked on the head of his prick. He licked her clit and her hips moved. 
He licked some more. It was big enough so he could suck it into his 
mouth. Anne wiggled when he did that and he knew that he was making her 
feel good.

	He moved his mouth down to the inner cunt lips and sucked some 
cum out. Anne wiggled some more. He thrust his tongue between the lips 
and pushed it in and out. Anne's hips were up off the bed by now. This 
was neat. He liked lapping cunt. He liked the way he could control 
Anne's response. He pushed his tongue in and out a couple more times 
then sucked on her clit again. 

	Anne moaned and tossed her head from side to side. "Ahhh! Ohhh! 
You're making me come. I'm coming! Oooo! Lap my cunt! Suck my clit! 
You're making me come!"

	Pat followed her direction. Her cunt contracted around his 
tongue. This was real neat. He never realized he could make a woman act 
like this. Wow!

	Anne pushed his head away. His ministrations were driving her up 
the wall. She reached her limit. Pat sat back on his heels wearing a 
shit eating grin. He'd done a good job and he was proud of it. Lapping 
cunt was a lot of fun. 

	Anne knew that a boy this age needed encouragement and praise to 
bolster his ego. "Well, you certainly figured out what you were 
supposed to do to make me feel good. I told you that you would know 
what to do. Your instincts are good and you don't mind going with them. 
That was one of the best cunt lappings I've ever had. I could almost 
swear you've done this before. Do you like lapping cunt? Was it fun 
lapping my cunt?"

	Pat was enthusiastic, "Gees, yeh. I started to do it just to pay 
you back and make you feel good for sucking my cock but I got to like 
it after a while. It's fun making you wiggle your hips and toss your 
head from side to side like that. You don't have to suck my cock to get 
me to lap your cunt any more. I'd do it anyway."

	Anne pulled Pat up and kissed and hugged him. "Pat, I didn't suck 
your cock just to get you to lap my cunt. I like sucking cock for 
itself the same way you like lapping cunt. I like to make you feel good 
the same way you like to make me feel good." Anne felt Pat's resurgent 
penis pressing against her stomach. "What's this? You've got another 
hard on. You get on top this time and fuck me. Get on your knees 
between my legs. That's right. Now we'll get your prick into my cunt. 
That's right now push."

	Pat followed instructions. Anne reached down and positioned his 
prick at the entrance of her cunt. Pat's dick slid into those inner 
cunt lips again. He lay there for a moment savoring the sensation of 
that warm sheath around his prick then flexed his hips. His prick rode 
out then back into Anne's cunt.

	Wow! He was fucking again. Anne wrapped her legs around his hips. 
Pat repeated the hip thrust and he felt Anne's crotch come up to meet 
his. She moved her hips in opposition to Pat's cock thrusts and their 
bodies slapped together each time they met.

	Pat had come three times in the last hour and a half. He had a 
lot more staying power now and he had a lot more control of what he was 
doing. He was in no hurry to shoot off this time. He eased his hips 
down until he felt his prick fully engulfed In Anne's warm, slick cunt 
then slowly pulled back to get the most of the mild friction of Anne's 
slick sheath on his hard prick. Anne matched Pat's slow rhythm.

	Gradually Pat picked up the tempo. Anne's cunt contracted. His 
hips flashed up and down. Anne's hips ground round and round. Spurt, 
spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; he shot another load of cum 
into Anne's cunt. Anne continued to move her hips till all the cum was 
milked out of Pat's cock and it was soft.

	Anne surprised Pat again. She kissed him then turned his body 
around to lick the cum off his prick. Her cunt was in front of his 
face. Without thinking he lapped the remains of his cum and her cunt 
juices out of her cunt. This completed, Pat turned around and kissed 
and hugged Anne some more.

	"My god! Shirley will be home from ballet in a few minutes."

	Pat dressed. Anne put on a bra and panties under her housecoat. 
Pat was moving boxes up to the attic when Shirley came in the door. Pat 
blushed. What if she found out what he was doing with her mother. Wow! 
He had to be careful.

	His wanted to brag about this to the boys at school but he better 
not. David would have it all over school in a day if he found out. The 
fewer people that found out the better off he was. He didn't know what 
would happen if his parents ever found out.

	Anne paid Pat nine dollars for the three hours work. Pat didn't 
want to take it. Anne asked him what he would tell his parents if he 
didn't. Pat reluctantly took the money. It just didn't seem right that 
Anne should pay him money for what he'd done this afternoon.

	Anne reminded Pat that she had work for him next Wednesday. Pat 
said he'd be back. He hoped it was the same kind of work that he had 
done today.

	Pat did a lot of thinking on the way home. Anne hadn't worn 
anything under her housecoat but put on a bra and panties when Shirley 
was due home. She had personally led him up the steep stairs when she 
could have given him instructions. She rubbed his cock when she had him 
on the landing. It all couldn't have been an accident. She'd walked 
into the bathroom without knocking.

	Pat came to some astute conclusions. Anne hadn't hired him to do 
odd jobs. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted to suck his cock and 
have him lap her cunt. The way to get him in the house with her was 
with the pretext of giving him work. Otherwise people would wonder what 
he was doing there. His mother was one of those people. He better have 
good answers to the questions she was bound to ask when he got home.

	Robin did have questions. What did the Wolenski house look like? 
What kind of jobs was he to do? How had Ms. Wolenski treated him? Wow! 
If he told his mother the way Anne treated him, she would go through 
the roof. Pat answered the questions in his usual detached manner. He 
was glad he'd thought over his answers on the way home. He could have 
been caught up any number of times.

	After dinner Pat went to his bedroom, did his homework, and 
waited for Sarah to appear in her bedroom. She showed up at nine and 
they went through the same routine as they had the night before. Pat 
found that he enjoyed it more now that he had the experience with Anne. 
He wondered if Sarah's cunt would taste the same as Anne's. He'd like 
to try it and find out.

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