clit.
'Right there, honey,' I urged. 'Play with that little bump right at the top.'
His baby-like touch was delightful-a far cry from a few he-men I've known who treated my pussy like a pinball machine and thought the harder they pushed the button, the higher they would score. Now he was jamming his ass back and forth like any adult. Something was obviously about to happen and it did. The kid made a little whimpering gasp and rolled over on his side where he lay jerking as though having a convulsion. Not a drop came out of the end of his little cock, but it was obvious he was having a climax.
I let him go and jammed my hand to my pussy. I was too near orgasm to wait for Bobby to recover from his and get back to me. A few seconds of fingering my cit brought me off. I felt the old heat rise higher and higher, ‘till my whole crotch seemed to explode like a firecracker.
I lay for a few minutes with my arms around the boy, just hugging him. He turned, facing me, and buried his face between my breasts. We were so comfortable we even dozed off for a few minutes.
What woke me up was the touch of a certain little hard prong of flesh poking into my stomach just below the navel. The kid had a brand-new erection, even though he was sound asleep!
I carefully pushed him down to where his cock could slip into my cunt. I was going to take advantage of his hard-on and get a real fuck from the kid. I opened my legs wide and squirmed my ass in pure ecstasy as I guided his tiny tool into position.
I could see why so many teachers at Brightwater dug on young boys so much. They recovered so fast. At their ages, they were ready for a second tuck long before most of their grown, adult brothers were. And for a woman like me who needs it more than once at a time, that's a very important quality.
I held his ass between my legs and began to move him slowly up and down between my legs. It was a fantastic feeling. I was able to get an idea how a man must feel fucking a woman-in complete control over the situation, making the moves when he wants to.
Bobby rubbed his eyes and opened them. He felt himself being nudged back and forth between my thighs.
'What am I… what are you doing?' he asked sleepily. 'What's going on?'
'I'm showing you how to fuck, you sweet little guy,' I answered, squeezing my legs together again and forcing his hard baby, prick into my horny hole.
Now he was completely awake. 'Um ummm,' he grunted. 'You've got my thing in your pussy!'
'Damned right I have, sweetheart,' I said, 'and it's going to stay right there ‘til I make you come again. And this time, I'm going to come off too.'
Now that he was awake, his natural male instincts took over and he pushed his cock in and out of me without any help from me at all. Re dug his knees into the couch and began battering his cock in and out like a woodpecker.
'Slow down, sweetie,' I warned him. 'I want that little jewel to stay nice and hard for a few more minutes. Can't have you getting your nuts off and having a limp cock ‘till I have time to get my cookies too… that's what you did last time, you naughty boy.'
I had to laugh inwardly at my choice of words.
He could hardly be described as getting his nuts off when he wasn't even old enough to have any sperm in his balls. But from his earlier performance it seemed that was the only difference. Other than that, he acted just like an adult.
I grabbed him by the ass and held a cheek tightly in each hand, enabling myself to exercise some control over his movements. Re obediently slowed down a bit. Now I could take my time and luxuriate in the pure sensuality of being tucked at my own speed.
He stretched forward so he could get his mouth on a tit. I ran a hand up and down his back from his neck to his ass, keeping the other on his ass as before. After a while I encircled the back of his neck and found that he was quite responsive. I could control his mouth action on my tit by tightening or releasing the pressure of my fingers there.
My other tit got lonely and I made him switch.
Now his eager young mouth was busy on the new one. What a tongue the kid had! He was a natural when it came to licking a woman's tits, and since that something I've always adored, I loved the treatment I was getting.
He made a move to go faster with his cock, and this time I allowed it. The combination of his tongue on my tits and his prick in my pussy had made me so hot for fucking I was more than happy to let him speed things up.
Soon he was going like a goddamned jackrabbit. When be started huffing and puffing like a toy steam engine, I knew be must be nearly ready to come again. I was so hot that sweat poured from my forehead and from my armpits, and the scent of that, along with my own cunt-smell and the fresh odor of his little-boy-body, combined to make a heady mixture indeed. I wag wanting it now and wanting it bad.
'Fuck me, honey,' I cried. 'Fuck my cunt good.'
I was so hot I didn't care what I said to the kid.
'Hunch your little cock in there,' I told him. 'Hammer the meat to me, kid. Fuck the shit out of me. Oh fuck the living shit out of me… Keep it up… keep it going!'
He was obviously on the verge of his own climax but this time I was too out of my head to really notice. He made little grunting noises in his throat and his eyes were glazed.
My breath came in gasps now. 'Gimme that prick,' I whispered, barely able to make my words understood. 'Shove it in, honey… come on, shove it in… gimme all you got… let me have it. lemme have it!'
As I came, fairly screaming into his ears, I felt him bite down on my nipple and start shaking all over his body in another convulsion-like display of child-passion. He grunted hard, then collapsed on me like a rag doll This time we didn't just lie there. I made him get up and put his clothes on. After we both washed off a bit-just our hands and faces, since I was in a hurry-I dressed and took him to the room he had been assigned to.
On the way I explained how the school worked, and how he could do most anything he wanted so long as he studied well and demonstrated that he was learning. Just as I was walking away from his door, Cliff came down the ball. He had a big grin on his face.
'Well, was I wrong?' he asked. 'You've been gone almost three hours, so you must have done more with Billy than just hand him his key and send him along up to his room.'
I smiled. I had to tell him the truth. 'No, you're right. We did a lot more than that. And I must say, Cliff, that what you and Kate were telling me about sex with kids is true. I really did enjoy it. At first I think I told myself that I was only doing it for hi~ enjoyment… you know, letting him see my tits and everything but before long I began to get a real charge out of it, and loved fucking him every bit as much as a grown man.'
'That's great,' he said, 'just great. I was sure you'd find it that way. When I first met you I thought you looked like a woman who could really get into the scene here at Brightwater. I'm glad I was right. There have been more than a few people come here to teach, you know, who didn't fit in at all and had to be let go. And that includes men as well as women.'
His compliment pleased me. 'Well, I must say, I was pretty shocked at first. But after your little trick of having Tim and Petey come see me in my room, I learned that a person doesn't have to be the same age you are to have good sex.'
We walked on toward my room. When I started in he stopped me 'Listen, can I come in? Got time for loving before you go to bed?' My answer surprised even me. 'No, I don't think so. But thanks for asking.'
I felt strange refusing. Cliff was a good-looking guy. The kind of man I normally would have enjoyed letting into my pants. He looked like he would be a good fuck. As he turned away I felt I wanted to say more to him. A strange fact was swimming to the surface of my mind and I wanted to tell him about it.
'Cliff, wait a minute. There's something I have to say to you before you go. A strange feeling, I'm having. I had just realized, when you asked to come in, that I'm getting to the point where I prefer kids to adults instead of just simply being able to have sex with one whenever the occasion arises. I feel silly even saying it, but it's true. I wanted you to know that so you wouldn't take any personal offense at my not asking you tonight.'
He was perfectly understanding. More, even, than I could have imagined he would be.
'That's okay,' he said. 'I thought it might be that way for you. Kate's the same way, so don't let it bother you. The truth is, she and I used to have quite a thing going here-we used to fuck every night. But after we got used to
