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When I was 5 years old my parents separated. When I was 7 the divorce was final. When I was 9 my mom met a women who she told me to call Aunt Jenny. A few months later Aunt Jenny moved in with us and became my regular baby sitter.

It was clear to me from the start that aunt Jenny was subservient and submissive to my mother. It was as though she was obsessed with obeying my Mom. It was also as though she had become my Mom's housewife. I really didn't care though. My Mom was happy, all the time. She had never been happy, at all, when she was married to my Dad. This was a good change for Mom. The fact that Aunt Jenny and Mom were in a lesbian relationship was something I pretended wasn't happening. I just blanked out the fact that they shared a bed though even at 9 I understood what sharing a bed meant.

One day when I came home from school I found Aunt Jenny naked on her knees on the living room floor with her head bowed and her hands clasped behind her neck. I'd never seen a naked woman before and while I was intrigued by her nudity I was actually more taken aback by her position on her knees. I was not accustomed to seeing adults in such a vulnerable state.

"Master Alex, I've been very naughty"

She didn't wait for me to respond

"I borrowed one of your tighty Whities. It smells soooooo good! I shouldn't have done that. I'm very sorry. I need to be punished. Will you please punish me?"

That's when I noticed the array of whips, paddles etc on the coffee table.

"Please sir? I'll do anything for a good whipping! Anything at all!"

I just stood there frozen in shock.

"Please? It's all right sir. You can hurt me as much as you'd like. Please hurt me sir. I need it really badly."

I put my books and stuff down on the sofa and looked at the implements on the coffee table. I looked at one item with a plastic handle and a loop of jacketed wire about 18 inches long. It looked mean.

"Anything?" I asked

"ANYTHING!!" Aunt Jenny said.

"I can watch anything on TV I want to?"

"Anything!"

"You'll make me anything I want to eat?"

"Anything!"

"You'll take me to Disney world?"

"Oh God Anything at all, anything!"

I picked up the plastic handle with the wire loop and held it in my hand. Nobody had ever given me permission to hurt someone before let alone. The idea intrigued me. I looked at the implement in my hand. I took a firm grip and pondered a target.

"Show me your tits!"

I'd never said "tits" out loud in front of a grown up before and only twice before in front of a school mate.

She turned and arched her back and thrust her tits up towards me and held them out for me to "punish." I took a swing and struck her right tit as hard as I could. I wanted to make that first one count. It counted. she screamed and breathed real heavy and then said "Thank-You so much!" while rubbing herself between the legs.

"Harder please master!" That' when I really let her have it. I didn't bother counting but she did. She proudly announced "100!" after about five minutes of waling on her now bruised and bleeding tits. Beating her tits was exhilarating. It was also at that moment that I was first conscious of ever having a hard-on that resulted from being aroused.

"May I thank you for my punishment by sucking your dick Master?"

It never occurred to me to put my dick in someone's mouth. I'd heard of it but it just never occurred to me that it was a real thing that people really did. I couldn't get my pants off fast enough. Aunt Jenny suggested I take a seat on the sofa. She crawled on the floor over to me and took my dick and balls in her mouth and sucked and licked. That was the most pleasurable sensation in my entire nine and a half years. She sucked and licked me for hours.

I was in an ecstatic trance and didn't notice my Mom come home. She stood there for a while staring at her "wife" giving me my first ever blow job. I finally came though it was a dry cum. After all I was still only 9 years old.

"Good, you're done. Let's see them." Mom commanded Aunt Jenny. I was startled but Mom didn't seem to be angry and despite not having been naked in front of my Mom since I was 5 and normally being very modest, it simply didn't occur to me to cover up. I was still basking in the afterglow of my first orgasm. Mom inspected Aunt Jenny's tits admiring my handiwork.

"Your Aunt Jenny was very naughty. I caught her frigging herself while sniffing a dirty pair of your underwear so I ordered her to offer to let you punish her and I see you did a fabulous job!"

My erection was still bobbing up and down in front of my Mom and I didn't even care. Mom seemed happy that I was naked. The whole scene was bizarrely surreal.

"Did she do a good job sucking your dick?" Mom asked.

I just smiled and nodded.

"Good! Jenny, take Alex into the bathroom and give him a nice bath. Take your time and make him feel good."

Aunt Jenny got up and picked me up in her arms and carried me into the bathroom. Normally I would have protested on account of the fact that I was far too old to need someone to give me a bath but the idea of Aunt Jenny touching me everywhere on my naked body was too irresistible. She bathed me everywhere in the most delicious way that included jerking my cock for a while, playing with my balls and fingering my asshole. The entire time she encouraged me to play with her abused tits. When we were done, which took a long time, she rinsed me off, picked me up and towel dried me before leading me naked into my bedroom where she climbed into bed with me, both of us naked and proceeded to lick me everywhere.

Mom came in to tuck me in while Aunt Jenny was licking my asshole. she acted as though nothing unusual was happening. She kissed me on my forehead and bid me good night before shutting off the lights and closing the door.

After about an hour or so of licking my naked body like a giant Popsicle She asked if I'd like to become a man now. I had no idea what she meant. She gave me a brief explanation of reproduction, explained that I was too young to get her pregnant and then offered her vagina for me to fuck and told me I needed to practice a lot so I could be an expert at fucking once I was able to squirt sperm. She got into the doggy position, explained where to put my throbbing little dick and then as I got into position she backed her pussy up to my cock and impaled herself on me. It was loose of course. I was tiny compared to an adult but it was still soft and warm and wet and just the idea of doing it made me wish I could cum in her. She somehow managed to grasp my tiny dick with her pussy and worked it until I had my second orgasm. With that she thanked me, called me "Master" again and then curled up against me spooning me with her arms around me.

When Mature Outscores Girl In A Man's Eyes

During my first year out of school I worked for a company that had a lot of first year out of college kids working there. We hung together and made friends. We also went through trainings and seminars and late nights. It was hard work.

I had a two man office. I shared the office with an older guy, also first year out of college, but he had been in the service first. He was quiet and didn't find us fun. Too immature for him. One day this girl, a cheerleader type, she was from the audit department, came up to look at some of our files. We had ordered them from archives and they were in boxes against the wall. She wore a dress, and she kneeled in front of the boxes to look for the file she had to find. Bent over she showed her panties from behind, her panties tight around her lips. I looked at him, and mouthed 'do you like that?'

No, he said he didn't, that sort of thing didn't turn him on. I turned him on. He wanted to fuck me. No nonsense type of guy. Just lay it out there. He took me out to lunch that day, at this small Italian place and told me that he didn't have time for bitches, he wanted woman and I looked the type. He'd fuck me and then make up his mind if I was a 'keeper'.

For a girl with a big mouth, the real thing was anything like I had dreamed of. First of all, he's in charge. It's your body, but he's using it for his pleasure. His slap on the ass came as surprise. I asked why he slapped me like that. To get your juices going, I like wet pussy. He held me down. I wasn't able to move out from under him. Forced down under him. His dick digging into me, faster and faster, then slow and long, then fast again. Always his eyes on my eyes. Then gripped to him, he went in hard and harder and released all his sperm in me. There, for a moment, the way the boys said in high school, I got an injection to cure me of my virginity.

There was a dress code I had to abide by. He was older and expected me to respect that. Don't start eating until had made sure he was served and he had picked up his fork and knife. He liked his shirts ironed, and getting them pressed was expensive. So I ironed his shirts. And folded his underwear while I was there. He didn't like the sound of the vacuum cleaner, so I used the vacuum when he was out. I had a key to his apartment, so I could get the housekeeping done when I had the time. That way his apartment was always neat and clean.

I referred myself as his girlfriend. Like in, who are you? Oh, I'm Tom's girlfriend. Whether I liked it or not I was not only a college graduate but I had to get mature fast. That included everything that was on a woman's plate. Woman wasn't only under him in bed, woman was taking care of all the woman things for him.

And, that little bitch who showed her panties to him. She got it good one Friday night after we had gone out two stepping at a C&W place. She whimpered. Well, I told her, now you'll know not to tease a man.

She is actually my best friend now and has been ever since we worked together. I quit work once I got pregnant and I taught her everything I knew about keeping house for a man and raising kids. My advantage is that I was from a big family from Monroe Louisiana and we were raised to be 'women' not girls. She struggles with being a girl and not a woman. But woman came her way that Friday night. Some men like mature, girls are for when your ten not twenty.

Ugly Duckling Sort Of Thing

I know I am blessed. First because I have a man in my life. But I wasn't always blessed. I was ugly. My name Maria Ofelia, we all are named Maria something. My family was poor, we didn't have money for braces, money for a doctor to help with acne, money for contact lenses. We had old, used clothes and we shopped at the food pantry. My mother or my older sister cut my hair. We didn't have makeup. We didn't even have a mirror for makeup. The house we lived in was two bedrooms and one small bathroom. Six children, and an abandoned mother. Everyone worked as soon as they could carry something, everyone worked as soon as someone paid you some money for a chore. We worked in the laundromat folding clothes for a dollar or two. We worked for the food pantry folding boxes at a dime a piece. Not all of us were smart enough, and a couple of my sisters chose the easy way out, sex and druqs, prostitution. Money was something we did not have.

I was too ugly for the woman that hired the girls at school. You had to be pretty to have that job. That's what men wanted. I wasn't good enough to sell. I had to fold laundry or fold boxes, my sisters had money to buy makeup. On the 'good' side, since I did a lot of physical labor I was strong. Had strong hands and strong arms for a girl. I also developed a broad back for a girl and strong thighs. When I stood naked I had small breasts, and wide hips, and a big ass and thick bush. Not material for pictures paid for of some of my friends. But, I liked my body and I liked that I was strong.

A friend, later I would learn that she was lesbian and that's why she didn't get pregnant in high school, introduced me to body building. There was a gym, in our neighborhood it wasn't much, but a gym and that's where we worked out. I was too oblivious to realize that she worked out with me because she had a sexual interest in me. And she liked solid, hard, women. And as soon as I got there, which was in the eleventh grade, she forced me on a mat and did what girls like her do with girls who don't know what they are.

She is the one that fixed me up. Her father had a repair shop for trucks and she had money for things like clothes and makeup. She bought me underwear, fresh in a package from Walmart, with a high cut no butt, or thongs that she pulled up tight on me. She spent time shaving me until I was completely shaved, and I shaved her back. We did this almost every day to remain smooth. I learned to like her shaved, and to 'eat' her oyster as she ate mine.

After high school I got a job as a sales girl at a Jamba Juice in the mall and she got a job selling supplements to girls at the gym. We got thick. Strong. Hard. Defined. When you look like that you wear smaller clothes, so that you can show off your body muscle. Tight shirts, tight shorts and pants, and if you have to wear a skirt or dress, show a lot of thigh. Cleavage we didn't have, we had pecs of a man, with pierced nipples, pierced clits, pierced belly buttons.

I was 26 when a man 'got ahold of me' and forced his dick in me, down my throat and all. That's how she said it, but I responded to him and I didn't mind having his dick in my mouth. I didn't mind having his dick up my 'c**t'. I gave him my 'ass', so he would have the trifecta. He likes me defined and I workout to look the way he likes. Defined, but he still wants feminine, so easy on the shoulders and upper arms, hard on the belly and the thighs. Defined, kept smooth at a spa. Tiny panties and tiny bras. Better still no panties no bra. I like to show myself to him, I practiced in the mirrors at the club. He gave me a nice apartment and a car. My friend, she was and is upset because I have a man. But she likes my apartment more and she lives with me, and has to sleep in her room when he's around. We both work at the club, I'm a trainer now.

FRIEND'S SISTER

When I was in my late teens, around 18-19, most of my friends were a few years younger than me, around 15-16. A few of us would regularly visit Jimmy and Jonny, two brothers we knew who were also 15-16, at their house. Their single mom never seemed to be home. Jimmy and Jonny had a younger sister named Carla who was around 13-14. Though she was young, she had a nice round ass and dark puffy nipples that poked through her shirts. I was attracted to her, but I couldn't show it due to the age difference. I think she knew, because whenever I was there, she did flirty things, like sucking on a hot dog like it was a penis, pulling down her shorts to show me her ass, licking her lips seductively and making suggestive comments. I think she knew she was turning me on.

In Jimmy and Jonny's basement they had a hangout space with a carpet, tv and a couch. One day, I was in the basement with Jimmy and Carla. A few times before this, I had seen them play-wrestle in a way that appeared to be semi-sexual. I wondered about that, but I couldn't be certain.

Before I got there, Carla and Jimmy had been smoking pot, so they were pretty high and I joined them. At some point, Carla suggested that we play "truth or dare" and we agreed. It started out innocently enough, with silly suggestions ("dares") and questions ("truths"), until I took a "dare" from Carla, who "dared" me to show her my cock. So I did. It wasn't hard because I was a bit uncomfortable with Jimmy being there, so I stroked it as I faced Carla, with my back to Jimmy and it grew. Carla's eyes were wide as she licked her lips. She said "That's bigger than Jimmy's!" That made me get even harder. Then it was my turn.

I got a bit bold and "dared" Carla to suck both my cock and Jimmy's cock. I knew that that way, Jimmy wouldn't tell anyone, as he would be a part of it. Carla eagerly accepted and out came Jimmy's cock. She went to her knees, taking turns jerking both of our cocks and expertly sucking on them. I could see that she and Jimmy had done this before. I was really turned on, but not comfortable enough to come. As she did her thing, I had my hand between her legs, playing with her pussy, but we went no further. I can't remember exactly why -- perhaps someone came home upstairs.

A week or so later, I stopped by to hang out with Jonny and Jimmy. Carla answered the door, telling me that she was home alone until everyone came home later that evening from a school event. I was about to leave when she asked if I could help her get a heavy typewriter down from her bedroom closet shelf. As we went up the stairs to her bedroom, she said "Don't worry, nothing'll happen." Then she added, "Unless you want it to." Inside her room, as I stood on a step ladder to get the typewriter, she put her hands on my butt. After I put the typewriter down, we stood facing each other. I was turned on, realizing this was our chance to do something. I leaned in and kissed her. She responded with her tongue.

I sat her on her bed and told her to take my pants off. She quickly undid my belt and zipper, yanking down my jeans and underwear. I took off my shirt, then I pulled off her shirt, revealing her pert little tits with the puffy brown nipples I liked so much. She went right for my cock, stroking with one hand and gently cradling my balls with the other hand as she sucked me off. Her warm hand felt nice on my balls -- she really knew what she was doing!

I laid her on her back and pulled her pants off. For a moment, she pretended to be modest, covering her dark hairy pussy with her hands, so I pried open her legs and dove in, licking and sucking her. She held my head as she thrust her hips at my face, making squealing noises. Her movements, her scent and her juiciness kept my cock rock hard, Finally, I got up and pulled her to me. I gently pushed my cock into her, a little at a time. Her pussy was young and tight, but her juices made it easy to enter her. I kept asking her if it was okay. She nodded, biting her lower lip as I went deeper. When I got in as deep as I could, I held it there so that she could get used to it.

For a long time, I fucked her slowly with long strokes, alternating with shallow strokes, responding to the movements of her body. Finally, I began fucking her faster. And faster. She went wild as I fucked the shit out of her in a frenzy. I went as long as I could until I felt my orgasm building. I pulled out just in time, squirting my come all over her chest and belly. As I lay next to her, catching my breath in the aftermath of coming, she did something unexpected. She leaned over and took my cock into her mouth, gently sucking it and licking the come. It was a truly erotic sight.

(She later told me that she had been having sex with Jimmy since she was 12 years old and that she loved every minute of it.)

-- Free Lover 2021 at aol

Dad's Girlfriend

When I was 11 my dad's girlfriend made me cum for the 1st time.

My Dad was dating a lot when I was younger, after the divorce. One girl who he dated for a bit was always very sweet to me. She used to treat me so nice. She would let me lay against her, and would rub the back of my head while we watched tv or movies together. She always smelled like strawberry bodywash. She called me her little man, and said how handsome I was. She would even tuck me into bed on nights she stayed over. She was like an angel to me. Beautiful, motherly, and gentle. She used to give me, what she called tickle rubs. She would put her hand under my shirt and rub my back with her nails. It gave me goosebumps and felt so soothing. She did this on nights she tucked me in. It would give me erections. What she did only happened one time.

She came into my room to say goodnight, she gave me a small kiss that I remember felt different. I felt her tongue touch my upper lip. It felt nice. She lifted up my shirt and rubbed my belly. It tickled but felt good. My penis grew. I was embarrassed, but she looked at me and told me she was going to to do something special and fun. Her hand went below my waistband. She was touching my erect penis. I was nervous and didn't know what to do. I knew she shouldn't be doing this. But I didn't do anything. I just looked into her beautiful face. She started to stroke my little penis, it felt incredible, then she stopped and pulled my bottoms down. She said not to be nervous, and that she was going to kiss me down there. It happened so fast, I felt her warm mouth envelop me. I came right into her mouth. She swallowed it all, kissed my penis. She said that was a "special treat just for her little man", and it was just between us. She said she was trusting me not to tell anyone, and it was our special secret. I told her I'd never tell. She kissed my forehead, and left.

She never did it again. My dad stopped dating her a little while after, and she was gone from my life. I still think about her and how sweet she was. I know a lot of people will find this horrible, but I've never felt bad about it, and I remember it feeling very loving.

As teenagers my older brother and I used to fight all of the time when we were young. Not that we hated each other. We just got into disagreements and ended up fighting. And we didn't just argue. We used to get pretty physical, throwing punches, pulling hair. One day, when no one else was home, we were going at it pretty good, and I accidentally ripped one of my brother's favorite T-shirts. Tore it almost in half.

Well, he went ballistic. He started ripping my clothes, and the next thing you know my shirt is in pieces and he's yanking my bra off. I tried to run away but he threw me back unto my bed and he continued to rip my clothes off until I was totally naked.

While he held me down on my stomach he said he was going to teach me a lesson. Then I hear as he undoes his pants and I feel him stick his hard cock between my legs. I don't know if he's trying to stick his cock into my ass or my pussy, but I keep my legs closed as best as I could.

I beg my brother to stop but he just keeps on stabbing his hard cock into my flesh, but he isn't able to find a hole. Finally he sort of stops trying and then I feel his hot cum landing all over my back and my ass. He stays on top of me until he's done and tells me that if I say anything he'll destroy my Teddy bear collection, which he knows is my most treasured possession back then.

He left me laying there and I didn't move for a while because, for some reason, I liked what had happened. I reached between my legs and felt my pussy. It was slippery and wet, and I knew it wasn't my brother's cum. I got excited while he was attacking me, and deep down inside of me, I knew that I wished that my brother had fucked me. I then played with myself until I came.

After that day our fighting quickly ended. We're very nice to each other now, and sometimes I still wish that we had fucked.

I was about 14 years old when I came up with the bright idea to hide inside my mother's closet so I could watch her undress. Puberty was setting in and I was as horny as hell. I didn't see anything wrong in what I was doing. I was just curious. And I didn't do it every day, maybe once a week. I'd hide myself on the side of her closet where she stored a lot of crap that had nothing to do with clothes. Then I'd open the sliding door just a sliver so that I could see.

My mom would come home from work and think that I was outside somewhere playing. Then she'd go into her bedroom and strip down to her bra and panty and put on some clean clothes. My cock would get hard and I'd stand there as quietly as I could and jerk off. I started to bring a pair of my mother's panties with me to rub over my cock, along with some tissues or toilet paper to catch my mess. This went on for a couple of months, and then one day I got lucky, I think.

My mother came home, and just like usual, she came into her bedroom to change. But this time, instead of just taking off her work clothes, she took everything off. I couldn't believe my luck. Finally, I was getting to see my mom naked. And instead of getting dressed right away, she walked around her room without any clothes on for quite a few minutes. Every time she bent over to look through her drawers, her legs would be spread far apart and her ass would be facing in my direction. I was so excited I thought my cock was going to explode.

Then I got scared because she walked over to where I was hiding and stood right in front of her closet. There used to be a mirror that hung on the door, and I figured she was just looking at herself. She wasn't more than three feet away from me, and I couldn't believe my eyes when my mother started to play her nipples. She pulled and twisted them until they got as hard as rocks, and then my mother reached between her legs and started to rub her pussy.

I thought I was going to pass out. I got lightheaded and cum just started to pour out of my cock. My tissues were soaked and my hands were covered in cum. I swear that I made some sounds, but my mom never reacted like she heard a thing. She just kept rubbing her pussy until she started to breath real hard and her body shook. Then she took a long deep breath, walked over to her bed, put her clothes on, and left.

The next time I went into my mother's bedroom her closet was totally rearranged. The closet doors were blocked open by some boxes and there was no way that I could hide in there anymore without running the risk of being caught. My mother never said anything to me about what happened, but I wonder if she knew that I was in her closet that day.


I Gave My Son Head And Immediately Regretted It

As the title says. My son is 17 and was having a bad go with dates. It is good to seem him try but he never seems to go anywhere. One night he came home frustrated and I got him to come sit down on the couch and I would see what was wrong. Basically he got nowhere with his dates and he never done anything and his friends did and he was frustrated with it. I consoled him and tried to make him feel better and he asked me if I would help him. I was a bit taken back and asked what he meant and he said me if I could touch it or suck it a little. I was shocked and left. I went in the kitchen and started to wash some dishes and thought about it and figured he must be desperate to ask me of all people for that, and I will admit, it felt kind of good to be wanted. Not that me and my husband have a bad relationship or sex life but you know, it feels good when someone younger shows interest.

So I went to him while he was watching TV in the living room and asked him if he really meant just suck on it or would he try more. He was adamant just for me to suck on it. Again I just found it kind of sexy being wanted and his father was gone out to his dart league so I figured ehhh why not, only once wouldn't hurt. I let him know this was one time thing and told him to get his pants off. I have never seen that kid remove his pants so quick in his life. So I got down on my knees in front of him sitting on the couch and just dove it. I thought it might be weird but I mean I had my eyes closed and it was just like any cock in my mouth, pictured it was my husbands. I was getting into it too and trying to make him finish. Before I know it he is telling me his is going to cum and I just keep going until he says he is and I feel it flood my mouth.

So thats when he said "Mom!!!" and that kind of broke the facade. I was on my knees with my wrap around my own sons cock while he is pumping his cum into my mouth. I let him finished, swallowed, asked if it was good and when he said it was amazing I said was I glad and that I was going to wash up. I went to the ensuite of mine and my husbands bedroom and washed my hands and brushed my teeth, not that I hate cum but like I said realization it was my sons cum. Then I sat on the toilet and cried because of what I had done. I contemplated making myself throw up but if my son heard that I know he would not feel good at all so I was legit torn. So I kept it in my stomach but I still felt awful about it. I don't know if he expects more even though I told him it was a one time only thing because I know I can't do it again.

As kids we used to go to this small little shop in our neighborhood to buy things. It was a hole-in-the-wall kind of place among a block of shops that included a deli, a hardware store, a pharmacy, and some other businesses that I can't remember. The lady that ran it sold a lot of shit, but us kids went there for the candy, the toys, and all the other junk that kids will buy. This was back in the early 60's, so nickels and dimes went a long way. The place was called Mary's Card & Gift shop.

I don't think that I was more than 9 years old at the time, but I know that I found the woman who ran the shop to be very...appealing. She was probably as old as my mother, but she was a lot prettier, and she always smelled good, like good tasting candy. I recall seeing them talk when my mother sometimes went there to get something, but there was something different about Mary. She wasn't boring, like my mom.

Whenever I was in her store, which seemed like every day, I tried to get as close to her as I could. This was easy because there were only three aisles in the store, and they were very narrow. You couldn't pass by someone without bumping into or rubbing against them. No matter what my intended purchase was when I entered the store, I would always look around and walk past Mary. Because of our difference in height, my chest would be at the same level of Mary's ass, my face at her tits. My cock would get hard and I don't ever remember trying to hide my excitement.

Another thing that I liked about Mary was that she would frequently wear a dress with a billowy sort of skirt. You see, the walls of Mary's shop were nothing but shelves, and those shelves were filled with the toys and games that kids wanted. And in order to reach the high shelves, Mary would have to climb a ladder. She had one at the back of the store that slid on wheels, like you used to see in a library. Whenever there was only the two of us in her store, and Mary was wearing a dress, I would always ask her to get me something from one of the upper shelves. She would get the ladder and I would hold it so that it wouldn't roll while she climbed the ladder to get what I wanted. As she climbed the ladder I would get a very good look up her dress. She never complained no matter how many times she had to climb up and down that ladder for me, even if I didn't buy a thing. Life was good back then.

Finally though, it all caught up with me, but in a good way.

Mary had just made her fourth trip up the ladder for me, and as I brought my head out from underneath her skirt, I looked up to see Mary staring down at me. She didn't look mad. There was a smile on her face, but I was sure that I was going to be in a whole lot of trouble. She asked me what I was doing, and if I had seen something that I liked, but I never responded. I was frozen with fear, wondering what my father was going to do to me when he found out.

Mary was still smiling at me when she made it back to the floor. She rubbed her fingers roughly through my hair and told me that I shouldn't be afraid. She said that she wasn't mad at me, and that she understood why I did what I did. Then she told me that she had something special for me in the back room, and that I should come with her to get it. She then locked the door to her shop and flipped over the sign that said "out to lunch".

She put her hand on my shoulder and then led me to the back of her store. I was still scared, but not as much as before. Mary's touch was friendly, soft, and the sweet smell of her perfume made me feel that nothing bad could ever happen while I was with her. She opened a door which led into a very tiny room. Inside there was a small wooden chair and table, a coffee pot, a few boxes, and a cot.

Mary sat on the chair and held my shoulders as I stood in front of her. She told me that she understood that I was inquisitive about girls, and that she would be very happy to explain things to me, but that it would have to be our little secret. No one else could ever know. She then put her hand over my crotch and she began to fondle my cock through my pants.

Needless to say, I got very hard, very fast. With her other hand Mary began to take her clothes off, and before I knew it she was sitting in just her bra and girdle. I never moved as Mary undid my pants and took my small cock into her mouth. I couldn't believe how anything could feel as wonderful as it felt as she licked, and kissed, and sucked on my cock. She worked it until an orgasm shuddered through my body. I didn't cum. I wasn't physically there yet, but
Mary told me that some day my orgasms would get better.

Again she told me to never tell anyone what we did. She said that we would both get in trouble. She said they would close her store, and that was something that I really didn't want to happen. When I left, she gave me a model airplane that she knew that I had been saving all of my money to buy. She said it was a gift for being such a good boy.

Mary would always take me into her back room whenever she could. She was the first woman that I ever saw naked. The first woman that ever made me cum. And on that small cot, she was the first woman I ever had sex with. I learned a lot in that back room.

And then one day, without any warning, the store was closed, and Mary was gone. There were rumors, but no one ever knew why Mary left town. All I know is that I really missed Mary, and that store.

friend had a hot mom who refused to date. Her sons dad threatened her he would take her son if she brought home guys. She was to young and too hot for this.
I come over and he is with his dad. She is getting dressed for night out with her friend. She ask me in and in the bathroom doing make up. Wrapped in a towel. We talk about her going it, I pushed the conversation,
I guess you will get some tonight?? Shocked she smiled, NO I fear my ex. he finds out and he will take my son.
She drops the towel and steps behind the door. slides on a slip and steps out.
I did get a shot of her in the mirror and she had no idea. What a bush, she has a huge pile of blond hair and great ass. about side D tits and big nipples. the areola was pink and pretty large. The nipple was darker and well pronounced. Not bad for a second of looking.
I will be home early, will have a drink or two and that's it. When I get back come over, we will watch midnight music show. I agreed and left.
I laid on my bed and had jerked off few times waiting. I figured she would not show. 1130 and her friends car, I run down the street and meet her. She is bombed and her friend is pretty screwed up.
Hay, you want to stay here tonight?? her fiend declined, I have to meet mr So in so, you know. You better stop fucking that married man, he wife will kill your young ass.
I helped her out of the car. Want me to help you in?? No my sons friend will take care of me. her friend, I bet he will. Stop that shit, hes my kids friend. He's bigger than your ex and much nicer looking.
I got her in the house and she opens wine, gives me a glass and I gotn like it. Its that boones farm sweet wine.
I take it, and help her to her room.
We can watch it in my room, I need ot lay down.
The music starts and she is in her slip and nothing else. I rub her back and her neck. That feels good.
I can do more if you like?? Your my sons friend, that's wrong. NO I am older by 2 years. That don't matter.
I get her more wine and 30 min of the show had past. I get her up slow dancing. Leg between her legs and she rubs that pussy all over me. I feel the hump feeling and I push it in there. her head lays on my chest and I hold her up. Have a hand full of ass and get her head up, I kiss her softly and she gives it back.
turn off TV and on slow music and she rubs and humps my leg more. Its not dancing its a warm up for sex.

Its warm in here, and we lay under the fan. Her legs open and me working up them. I kiss her and its over. She just pulls me up there. She HELPS me get my pants off. She speads her legs while we kiss., She opens the extremely large pussy lips and pushes my cock in her. She moans as it goes in. head to ths die and OOOHHHHHH shit. she works her ass and holds my ass cheeks. she motions the speed she wants to be stroked. I supply, she cums and moans hard. Relaxes and said, get yours I am finished. I remember the lady next door cumming again, why not her. I ask can you cum again?? I never have, once is it for me.
So I pull her legs up and slow stroke her. Her pussy is quivering and feeling like she is, I say, you need ot cum now do it. She looks up and mouth opens. She starts and starts to get loud, hand over her mouth I pump her hard.
She not only cums she pumps juice all over my cock, she is now soaked inside. I try but it feels to good, I have ot finish. I pump her full and she tells me how good it feels.
I feel you spray me and the cum hitting inside me. That's nice, shit I like this.
I spent the night and we enjoyed each other until the sun came up. No sleeping we fucked all night.
I never forgot this one and I returned several times. I became her service in the bed room and her ex never found out.
I never told and neither did she, its shocking how iz did not knock her up. I sure filled her up many times.