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Subject: {ASSM} Sunday Baker Sarah (m/f housewife, boy, non-consensual
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Date: Mon, 14 Sep 2009 21:10:03 -0400
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Sunday Baker Sarah

Sarah was a beautiful young bride who was trying to be the ideal
housewife.  She wore sexy nightgowns to bed with no underwear, kept
her pussy shaved smooth, and tried to make herself as attractive for
her husband as possible.  It was a Sunday morning, and with husband
David away on business, Sarah decided to try to learn how to bake
breakfast muffins

She did not know and how bake and though she tried her best she
spilled flour all over, and the dough was a sticky mess.  When it was
time for church she was still in her nightgown and slippers with flour
everywhere, on the counters, her arms, her nightgown, and even down
her legs.  She was trying to need the dough but her hands were stuck
to it, when there was then a knock at the door.

"You'll have to let yourself in , I am up to the elbows with my
baking ," Sarah called.

The kitchen door opened, in walked little Timmy from up the road
wearing a little suit.

"My mom wants to borrow some flour," Timmy said.

I'm covered in it," Sarah said, "But I should still have some left.
I'll get you some."

"Don't get me messy," Timmy said, "I'm dressed for church.  Mom will
be mad if I get my clothes dirty."

"There's some on the counter then, just help yourself, " Sarah said,
turning back to her dough.

"You sure got messy," said Timmy.  "Maybe I should just brush it off
you, it's even here on your leg," said Timmy as he brushed some flour
off of her bare knee.

"I'll shower later," Sarah said, "I have flour everywhere I'm afraid."

She hoped he would leave her leg alone, but he didn't.

"Everywhere," Timmy said, and he lifted up her nightgown, exposing her
ass.

Sarah was startled, she would have pushed him away but that would
cover him in flour and no doubt lead to his mother complaining.

"No ...no ," Sarah protested, "please Timmy you mustn't do that."

"Do what," Timmy asked, "Clean the flour off of you?  I want to help."

"You musn't look at my private parts," she said, trying to think of
the right way to explain it to a child.

"Your privates are there?" Timmy asked.  He put his hand between her
legs and slipped a finger between the lips of her smooth shaved pussy.

"No, no, " Sarah cried as she tried to figure out what to do.  "Stop
it."

He pulled his finger out of her pussy, but did not lower her
nightgown.

 "Was I bad?  I have to tell my mom if I was bad," Timmy said.

"No, don't tell her," Sarah said.  "It wasn't really bad."

"Oh, good," Timmy said and he slid his fingers back into her pussy.

Sarah moaned and then gasped as Timmy shoved his hold hand inside of
her.  His fist went deep inside of her and her legs buckled.  She
closed her eyes and braced herself on the counter as he fisted her
faster and faster.

"Don't stop," she moaned, overcome by the thrusting inside her pussy.

Timmy thrust faster and faster as she bucked and writhed on his fist.
At last she orgasmed, biting her lip to keep from screaming out.
Sensing she was done, Timmy pulled his fist out of her pussy and she
collapsed to her knees.

"Now my hand is slimy," Timmy said.  "I need to go home and wash it
off."

Sarah could barely think, but she knew she couldn't let him go home
with her pussy juice on his hand.

"Wash up here," she said.

"I can't reach the sink," Timmy said.

"Use a towel," she said.

"The towels are all messy."

"Lick it off," she suggested.

Timmy tried and made a face, "it tastes terrible, you lick it off."

And so Sarah, beautiful young housewife, kneeling on the floor in her
lingerie, licked and sucked her own pussy juice from the neighbor
boy's fingers.

"That feels good," Timmy said.  "It makes my privates tingle, see."

Sure enough there was a bulge in his pants.

"I better go show my mom," Timmy said.

"No," Sarah said, "I'll take care of it.  Pull out your penis."

"I'm not supposed to show my penis to other people," Timmy said.  "I
need to tell my mom you asked me to show it to you."

"Please," Sarah begged, "don't tell her.  You've seen my privates,
show me yours like a game.  And it will be our secret."

Timmy thought for a moment and then unzipped his pants and pulled out
his penis.  Not knowing what else to do, Sarah bent forward and took
it in her mouth.  She sucked on his penis until a stream of cum shot
out into her mouth.  Not daring to get him messy, she swallowed it all
down.

"There,' Sarah said.  "Now it has shrunk again."

"I still need flour," Timmy said.

"You'll have to tell your mother I'm out," Sarah said.

And with that Timmy left the young wife on the floor in her lingerie,
her pussy leaking and his cum in her mouth.  He was already thinking
of when he could come back to play that game again.

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