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Breathless by Adam Bookbinder (wordfactory@lycos.co.uk)


Introduction

Breathless is an unashamedly graphic account of the seduction of
an 11-year-old boy by a young woman. Living out her most decadent
of erotic fantasies, she finds herself with a boy who, although
virginal and inexperienced, is as eager to learn as she is to
teach.

If you enjoy the story then please take a moment to drop me a
line and let me know. I particularly welcome any comments that
you might have about what you either liked or didn't like about
the story. Tell me if you've got any ideas for future stories or
let me know if there's a certain little something that you'd like
me to include in my next story.

It's fantastic to think that I can sit here in front of my
computer and write an erotic story that people all over the world
might enjoy. Breathless won't be to everyone's liking, but, if
you enjoy this type of fantasy then I hope I've written it well
enough to ... well, to leave you breathless! Enjoy!



Chapter One

She gazed at the ceiling, hardly able to take in the events of
the afternoon. `My god,' she thought to herself, she'd just been
romping nearly naked with an 11-year-old boy on her sofa bed. She
couldn't believe what she'd done, but it had been an incredible
experience that had left her feeling breathless and yearning for
more. Much more.

Her heart was still racing since he'd left her apartment, just a
few short minutes ago, and she lay there savouring her excitement
and the eroticism of the moment. She gently ran her fingertips
across her nipples and sighed as she remembered the delicious
feeling of his young skin against her own.

She had been delirious with excitement after getting him back to
her apartment, and had begun to kiss him urgently without either
of them uttering a word. The sexual tension was electric. She'd
pulled his clothes off without resistance and was delighted as
his trembling fingers had helped her with her own. She stripped
down to her panties, leaving his underpants on too, to avoid any
embarrassment that their complete nakedness might have caused
him. A pretty, 28-year-old woman in just her panties was probably
about as much as an 11-year-old boy could handle, she'd thought.
Better to keep their genitals aesthetically packaged away in
cotton underwear than risk scaring him off.

He was so sweet. He'd had to go home to avoid being late for his
dinner, but she'd virtually had to push him out of the apartment
or he'd never have left. But he'd be back in an hour or so, as
soon as he'd eaten his meal, and on Saturday evenings, he'd told
her, he was allowed to stay out until 9pm. It was hardly worth
getting dressed again, she mused to herself. Maybe she should
just lie there as she was, with the front door slightly ajar, so
that when he returned he would find her, nearly naked and still
aroused from their earlier fumblings and her own exploring
fingers. Next time, she decided, his underpants were definitely
coming off, and they'd make love, with candles burning and soft
music playing in the background.

Her heartbeat raced as she thought about him. She wanted and
needed him more at that moment than she'd ever needed anybody
before. She chewed her bottom lip as she remembered how good it
had felt to explore his lithe, slim body.

`What sort of girl am I?' she asked herself rhetorically as she
remembered him lying on top of her, with his smooth, flat tummy
pressing against her own. And when she'd kissed him he'd ground
his hips against her gently, almost as if he was doing it
surreptitiously, perhaps hoping that she wouldn't notice. His
hardness had thrilled her. It felt about the size of a man's
middle finger, which was nice, and it was certainly big enough to
have plenty of fun with.

`I wonder if he'll have any hair yet?' she wondered. Not that it
made much difference, but somehow the thought that he might be
completely hairless aroused her more. It made him more of a
child, and their encounter somehow would be all the more taboo.

She'd find out soon enough. The minutes were ticking by.

Her fingertips traced complex lines across her skin as she
contemplated his prepubescent body. It would be nice if he was
hairless, it added to the erotic perversity of it all. And, she
savoured the prospect of her tongue finding smooth, hairless skin
at the base of his penis; a lovely contrast to the acrid
smelling, hairy bush of a man ... such a delicious thought!

The minutes were passing.

Her fingers slipped below the waistband of her panties as she
contemplated their next encounter.

He'd be back soon.

Her legs spread wider as her fingers found the hard little bud at
the top of her moist groove. She breathed deeply, was that
footsteps on the stairs she wondered...


Chapter Two

The door to her apartment clunked shut behind him. He smiled and
she was sure she could see desire in his eyes.

He was such a darling. To get back so quickly he must have wolfed
down his tea and run all the way back without stopping. There
were beads of sweat on his forehead and he was panting, which was
not surprising since he lived at least three miles away. She
casually glanced at the clock on the wall. It had just turned
six. They had about two-and-a-half hours if he was to be home by
nine.

Adrenaline flashed through her veins like electricity and her
pulse raced. She could do a lot with a willing, 11- year-old boy
in two-and-a-half hours. He grinned at her. She was still lying
on the sofa bed in just her panties, her head resting on a pile
of soft feather pillows. There was no need to get up. She just
grinned back and gave him a seductive look that said, `God I
fancy you,' and she was sure that even a little boy of Matthew's
age would understand its meaning.

He was breathing quickly, but he wasn't still panting from his
run anymore, he was turned on, and was staring at her with real
excitement in his eyes. She liked him looking at her. She knew
her body was sexy and the exhibitionist in her loved showing off
... especially to a cute young boy.

Zoe was lithe and slim, with small breasts, narrow hips and a
flat tummy. When she lay on her back with her arms over her head,
her breasts almost disappeared, and you could see the faint
outline of her ribcage beneath her smooth, pale skin. One of her
favourite role-playing games, with adult boyfriends, was to dress
up as a schoolgirl, and she loved the reaction she got when they
saw how convincingly young she looked.

When she tied her long dark hair into pigtails and dotted a few
freckles across her delicate nose, she was so convincing that her
last boyfriend, Joe, had said that it was like fucking a real
14-year-old. Zoe had liked that. She liked playing the horny
little schoolgirl in bed, and it was nice to know that she did it
really well.

It was something she'd done with all her past boyfriends. Apart
from the fact that it was good, sexy fun, it opened the door to
discussing all sorts of other sexual fantasies. If a guy was
turned on by schoolgirls, well, that was what Zoe wanted ... a
lover with no morals and a dirty mind who would accept her
fantasies about young boys.

Those who failed the test were quickly passed over. Her last
boyfriend had been perfect. He'd been pretty much into
everything, and she'd enjoyed sharing her dirtiest fantasies with
him in-between the sheets. The relationship had come to a natural
end a few months ago, but, during the time they'd been together,
he'd taught her a lot about the sexuality of prepubescent boys
from his own first-hand experience. What he'd told her simply
confirmed her belief that some young boys really were horny, a
fact she was now discovering for real.

The boy was staring right at her crutch. God he was cute. She
spread her legs for him and her heart fluttered as she watched
his jaw drop slightly. Oh God, this was going to be fun. He
couldn't take his eyes off her. She slipped her hand into her
panties and her fingers slid down, in-between her slim legs and
over her smooth hairless lips. She didn't like pubic hair. As far
as she was concerned it got in the way of oral sex, so for years
now she'd been having it professionally removed. It was
expensive, but the results were worth it. Smooth bare skin,
without rashes or nasty little patches of stubble.

She wondered again if Matthew was hairless. The memory of his
little hard-on was still fresh in her mind from this afternoon
when she'd felt it pressing into her as they'd cuddled. Then, as
he'd got up to leave, she'd caught a brief glimpse of it showing
through his pale-blue underpants before he pulled on his jeans.
Fully erect it was about the size of a man's middle finger she'd
guessed. It was certainly big enough to have lots of fun with,
whilst still being small enough to look like a child's penis,
which, after all, was what she wanted.

`You got back quickly,' she said smiling, `were you missing me?'
She spoke slowly, watching him closely, and, while she spoke, her
middle finger found her hard, moist clitoris, rubbing it gently.
She knew the boy could see her hand moving inside her pants. She
wanted him to see, and she watched for his reaction.

Matthew nodded slightly in answer to her question but his eyes
never drifted from her crotch. He was transfixed, mesmerized by
what she was doing. He certainly wasn't scared or nervous. She
watched his expression carefully as her finger slid down the
length of her slit to her vaginal entrance, and then back up to
her clitoris. She was very wet, and very turned on.

Her courage grew as it became obvious that he was enjoying the
little show, and her hand moved more rhythmically between her
legs. If Matthew knew anything about masturbation, he must know
what she was doing, and from the look on his face he certainly
seemed to. He was breathing erratically and then, in what seemed
like a completely subconscious action, his hand moved to his own
crotch and he squeezed himself gently through his jeans. Oh my
God, she thought, I'm turning him on!

In her fantasies she'd hoped above all else that little boys
could get horny. Her fantasy boys were always able to get and
maintain an erection for long enough to make love. Her
ex-boyfriend, Joe, had told her that little boys could certainly
do that, and he'd said that they could have orgasms and almost
immediately regain an erection. In fact, he'd told her, when he
was a young boy he used to masturbate several times a day, and
could bring himself to orgasm over and over again without ever
loosing his erection.

This sexual athleticism is lost as soon as a boy starts to
produce sperm, he'd told her. Although young males in their mid
to late teens could usually come more often than guys in their
late thirties or forties, a sperm- producing teenage boy needed
time in-between orgasms to recover and could have fewer orgasms
in one session than a prepubescent boy.

A lot of prepubescent boys, he'd explained, could orgasm more
like women, and keep going after orgasm without loosing their
erection, or without needing much time before they regained it.
They could also have more orgasms and keep going for longer than
post-pubescent males. He'd based these facts on his own
recollections of pre- and post-puberty but he had also shown her
some research conducted by Kinsey that backed up what he'd said.
After learning these facts Zoe's fantasies about little boys had
gone into overdrive.

She hoped that Matthew would have this natural, prepubescent
puppy-lust. She wanted to make love to him slowly and sensuously
and make him come sweetly in her arms. She also wanted to have
dirty sex with him. She wanted to lay him on the bed and wank him
off over and over again. She liked the thought of masturbating a
child to orgasm, and she hoped she'd be able to make Matthew come
like that, and get him pumping his narrow hips up and down
against her fist.

`Why don't you take your T-shirt off like before?' Zoe asked him.

He looked up at her and grinned. Then, without hesitation, he
pulled his top up and over his head.

`Shall I take my jeans off too?' It was no surprise to Zoe that
he'd asked, after all, they'd got down to their underwear earlier
in the day, and Zoe was still only wearing her panties.

She nodded enthusiastically, her eyes locked with his,
communicating her passion. She sat forward on the bed and grabbed
a cool glass of mineral water as Matthew fumbled with his zip.
The adrenaline was pumping. He was just, simply gorgeous. Short
blonde hair, big blue eyes, and smooth, pale skin that was so
perfect, so unblemished, it was like porcelain.

He pushed his jeans down to his ankles and then stood rather
awkwardly in front of her wearing just his underpants. Zoe swung
her feet down onto the floor, sitting on the edge of the bed and
leaning forward slightly to get a better look. Kicking his jeans
to one side he shuffled awkwardly from one foot to the other, his
eyes alternately shifting between Zoe and spot on the floor just
in front of his feet.

There was no rush, and Zoe savoured the view, taking another sip
of mineral water as her mouth was dry with excitement. Despite
the fact that she was wearing only the briefest pair of panties,
his own partial nakedness seemed to embarrass him slightly. He
seemed momentarily occupied with a mark on the floor in front of
him, extending his right toe and rubbing it from side to side as
if trying to remove it.

Zoe could hardly believe her luck. It was a dream come true. A
real, live, 11-year-old boy was standing in front of her in just
his underpants, and this was no fantasy. She admired his
near-naked body. He was very slim, without being skinny, and he
had a lovely flat stomach with a small, round tummy button that
was neither an inny, nor an outy. Zoe loved it. It was sexy and
cute. She could imagine dripping honey onto it and then licking
it off slowly with just the tip of her tongue.

His chest was smooth and flat, without the muscle development an
adult man would have, and his corrugated ribs were just visible
through his pale skin. She liked his nipples. They were small and
faintly pink with a tiny round knob of flesh in the centre.
Although small, they were the perfect shape for nibbling, and she
hoped she'd be able to make them nice and hard when she played
with them later.

He was staring at her now in what Zoe thought was a very adult
way. They'd already romped together nearly naked that afternoon,
and, from the look on Mathew's face, he wanted more. As she
studied him she noticed his beautiful big, blue eyes and boyish,
almost angelic good looks. But, apart from being good looking he
was also a typical lad and she liked that. In most of his spare
time he was usually playing football or climbing trees and he
seemed to have perpetually grazed knees, but that just seemed to
add to his appeal.

God she fancied him.

Maybe he'd like to be her boyfriend. She liked the thought of
that. They could go out on dates together. She could take him to
the cinema and snog him on the back row when no-one was looking.
They'd go to one of those quiet, old cinemas, that hardly anyone
goes to anymore, and sit in a corner at the back. Then, when she
was sure no-one was looking, she'd unzip his jeans, push his
cotton briefs to one side and wank him off.

Zoe flashed him a wicked grin. `Dare you to take your undies
off,' she said, her eyes sparkling.

Matthew averted his eyes bashfully, but he couldn't hide the
smile that flickered at the corners of his mouth. `I will if you
take yours off first,' he said cheekily.

Zoe grinned ... she felt as if she was behind the bike sheds at
school again. `Okay,' she thought, `if he wants to see me naked
he can. Christ, I want him to see me naked!' She stood up, facing
him, and slowly pushed her panties down her long, slim legs.
Matthew's jaw dropped so that his lips formed an almost perfect
circle, and his eyes were glued to crotch.

`Come here,' she said softly, gently taking his hand and leading
him over to the bed. Sitting on it she parted her legs for him to
see. `You'll get a better look if you kneel down,' she said, and,
as he did so, she parted her outer lips to expose the pink inner
folds.

There was something incredibly erotic about exposing her genitals
so blatantly to a little boy. It really felt as though she was
back at school playing you-show-me-yours, but she also felt a bit
like a flasher and found it very arousing. Matthew knelt
in-between her legs, peering at her most private place as if it
were porn on a computer screen. His eyes were like saucers.

The door to the kitchen creaked as Zoe's cat, Mrs Tibbs, brushed
past on her way into the room. Zoe idly wondered what she would
think of her mistress sitting naked in front of a little boy who
was staring intently at her crotch like there was a TV down there
or something. She and Mrs Tibbs were on the same wavelength
though, and she was sure that the cat would approve of this cute
little boy. In fact, she was quite sure that Mrs Tibbs liked
little boys too.

`It's wet!' he said, as his inspection of her took him close
enough to notice. Zoe was pleased that he was simply pronouncing
his discovery, and wasn't disgusted with what he'd observed.

`Of course it's wet,' she giggled. `I'm turned on. You're making
me horny. That's what happens to girls when we get excited. The
more turned on we are the wetter we get. Boys get a stiffy and
girls get wet.'

Matthew was obviously considering this information when Zoe
asked, `Do you know much about sex?'

`Yeah, course I do!' he replied, trying to sound grown up. Zoe
was sure he probably did know quite a bit, but by the time she'd
finished with him he'd know an awful lot more.

`When a boy's willy gets stiff, he puts it in the girl's vagina,'
she explained, `and the girl's vagina gets sort of juicy so his
willy will go in easier. That's why I'm wet.'

Matthew seemed to think for a while, frowning slightly, then
asked, `Zoe, what happens after the boy gets his cock in the
girl's hole, what does he do then? Does he just kinda leave it
there or what?'

Zoe reached over for the glass of mineral water. Her mouth was so
dry and she was shaking so much she felt sure Matthew would
notice. Not only was this whole situation becoming increasingly
erotic, she'd now discovered he probably did know quite a bit
about sex; calling his willy a cock and referring to her vagina
as a hole.

`No sweetheart, he uses his hips to slide it in and out of her
and she moves her hips too. That's what fucking is and it's one
of the nicest things in the world.' Zoe reached out and placed
her hand on top of his head as she spoke, her fingers just ever
so slightly massaging him reassuringly.

Matthew gazed at her wide-eyed for a moment without saying
anything, and then asked simply: `Why do they do that?'

`Well, remember when we snogged this afternoon? Remember how nice
it was kissing with tongues rather than just pressing our lips
together?'

Matthew was nodding in agreement, concentrating on Zoe's reply
and gazing up at her with his big blue eyes.

`Well, it got nicer when we took our tops off didn't it? And
that's because our bare tummies and chests could press together
too.'

Matthew was still gazing at her and nodding in agreement, biting
his bottom lip as she spoke.

`Well, imagine doing that with your ... err ... your cock in my
hole as well.' She was so turned on just saying these words that
she was finding it difficult to speak. Her voice was certainly
breaking up slightly.

She paused for a moment as she struggled to find the perfect
explanation for why a boy would want to put his cock in a girl's
vagina. `Do you know what masturbating ... err ... wanking is?'
she asked.

`Yeah, course I do!'

`And, do you wank much? I mean ... most boys do. It's normal.
And, girls do it too.' Her head spun as she contemplated him
admitting that yes, he did indeed wank. `Come on,' she thought,
`say yes and be the dirty, horny little boy of my dreams.'

`Yeah ... sometimes.' His head dropped and he blushed slightly as
he made his confession.

`And ... do you like it?' She was being naughty now, her
questions being driven by her own carnal lust. `Please, please
say yes,' she thought.

Matthew's eyes sparkled and a grin broke out on his face. `Yeah
... but it's always nicer when someone else does it for you,' he
replied, using a witty line he'd heard one of the older boys
saying at school.

`And ... has anyone ever masturbated you?' Zoe asked, delighted
that he thought of masturbating as something nice, and, even if
jokingly, he was aware that it was nicer when someone else did it
to you.

Matthew wrinkled up his nose slightly. `Nah,' he said,
disappointedly, `I nearly got Erica, this girl at school, to do
it, but we got caught by Mr Maxwell and we got into loads of
trouble. We were banned from seeing each other for ages.'

`How far did you get?' Zoe asked, riveted by this little tale of
young lust.

`I got my hand in her knickers and she'd undone my zip when Mr
Maxwell burst in on us.' There was a note of real disappointment
in his voice.

`Where were you at the time?'

`In the theatre, behind the curtains; we never even heard him
coming. He must have been spying on us. He's always got it in for
me anyway.'

`Bet you were pretty fed up,' Zoe commiserated.

`Yeah, Erica's dead fit. Everyone fancies her.'

`And how old is she?'

`12 I think.'

`Wonderful,' Zoe thought, he likes older women already. Then,
deciding there was nothing else to learn about Erica, she decided
to continue with her sexual tuition.

`Well, anyway, you know how when a boy wanks, he makes a fist
with his hand to grip his cock, and then rubs it up and down?'

Matthew's upturned face nodded his understanding, mesmerized
again by this pretty woman's sex lesson.

`Well it feels good doesn't it? And you keep doing it till you
come. Do you know what coming is?' she asked.

`Yeah,' he replied, pausing slightly, `its like when your whole
body just kind of buzzes and shakes.' He spoke with no
embarrassment at all now and was simply pleased that he could
answer this woman's questions about sex. He didn't want her to
think he was just a dumb kid.

Zoe was trembling and she took another quick sip of mineral water
from the glass. Things were looking good. Not only does he know
what masturbation is but he's obviously experienced orgasms too!
`This could be perfect,' she thought.

`Right okay,' she said continuing, `when a boy gets a hard-on,
and a girl gets wet the boy pushes his cock into her hole and
then moves it in and out of her till he comes. The in-and-out
movement feels a bit like wanking, only a million times better,
and that's why girls and boys do it, because it feels good.' Just
talking like this was getting her horny, and as they talked she
noticed how close his lips were to her exposed sex. How nice it
would be, she thought, to grab his sweet face and fuck that
schoolboy mouth. But, no, no, she had to wait. She had to be
patient.

`So,' she continued `the feeling of your cock in a girl's hole is
a bit like being wanked, plus you get to kiss and rub your bare
tummies together too!' Much more of this kind of talk, Zoe
thought, and she might just have to rape him. Either that or go
to the bathroom to relieve herself.

Matthew's cheeks were flushed pink and it was obvious that what
she was saying was having a similar effect on him as it was on
her. He was thinking about what she'd said and she could tell
that he obviously had questions about what she'd just told him.
Questions he'd probably never been able to ask before but now
felt that he could.

`Is it true that people suck each other too?' he asked, with such
an innocent expression on his cute face that Zoe thought she'd
explode with lust. Spontaneous human combustion caused by massive
overload of sexual arousal.

`Where did you hear that?' she asked curiously.

`Other boys mostly,' he said, then hesitating slightly, he went
on, `And, I've read about it on the internet and seen some
pictures too.'

This was better than Zoe had ever imagined in her wildest dreams.
`Well yes, definitely, people do and it's called oral sex and ...
well, it's great. For a boy it's like being masturbated, but
instead of a hand you're using the girl's mouth. The girl sucks
it and uses her tongue to make it feel like good,' she explained,
trying hard to stop her voice from shaking

`Wicked,' Matthew exclaimed, his confidence building. `And, have
you ever, err, I mean ... have you...'

`Sucked a boy's cock?' she replied, finishing the question for
him. `I have yes and I love doing it. I love sucking boy's cocks,
and I always let them come in my mouth too. It's gorgeous!' Zoe
wasn't sure how long she could control herself for and she
reached for the mineral water, as if taking a break after some
arduous exercise.

`The thing is,' she continued, `all the times I've had sex it's
been with adult men, but what I'd really love to try it with a
young boy.' She sighed again, but nervously this time. She was
aware that this statement was maybe a bit risky and she hoped she
hadn't gone too far. She chewed the inside of her cheek as she
waited for Matthew's reply.

A broad grin broke out on the boy's face and his eyes sparkled.
He was an intelligent boy and knew immediately what Zoe was
trying to get at.

`You don't mean young boys as in like 17 or 18-year-olds do you?'
he asked, smiling hopefully.

`No, sweetheart, I don't.' She shook her head as she spoke and
their eyes locked together in mutual understanding. `I mean young
boy as in, well, like your age...' She had to pause again for
more mineral water. This was make-or-break time. `So, I guess I'm
telling you I fancy you,' she croaked, `and ... and, well, if
you'd like to have sex with me, you can.'

Matthew's jaw had dropped again, except this time he couldn't
open his mouth any wider if he'd tried. There was still the
chance that he'd grab his clothes and run home to tell his mummy,
but somehow Zoe doubted it. He was up for it, she was sure, but
she didn't want him to feel under pressure and wanted him to have
an easy get out if he felt at all nervous.

`You don't have to answer me right now,' she said gently, `I'm
going to give you a few minutes to think about it while I go to
the bathroom, okay? If you don't want to do it then just get
dressed, and when I come back we won't say any more about it
okay?' She smiled at him reassuringly, amused by the very slight
frown that had appeared on his face. `We can still be friends and
we'll just have a soda together and then you can go home.'

Matthew's frown was deepening and Zoe was anxious now that he
didn't get the idea she was backtracking.

`If you do want to do it with me then just take your undies off
and lie on the bed okay?' Zoe beamed, and there could be no doubt
from her expression what she wanted him to do.

Matthew just nodded a look of amazement and virtual disbelief on
his face. The kissing and cuddling they'd done that afternoon had
nearly blown his mind. He just couldn't believe his luck. But for
things to have come this far so quickly was totally amazing. All
those pictures he'd masturbated to of guys fucking and being
sucked by girls, and now it was his turn! Jeez, he felt like
dancing in the street!

Zoe turned as she got to the bathroom door. `Just remember
though,' she said over her shoulder, `if you are on the bed when
I come back, then we will have sex, and we'll do all the stuff
we've been talking about ... and more besides.' She smiled as she
said this and then disappeared into the bathroom. Once inside she
nearly sank to the floor as every muscle in her body seemed to be
shaking with excitement. She glanced at herself in the bathroom
mirror and was pleased with what she saw. Surely he wouldn't say
no. She was pretty, slim, sexy, and she just couldn't imagine him
not wanting to. After all, they'd already snogged and she knew
he'd got a hard-on. What's more, now she knew he masturbated too,
and he even knew about oral sex!

There wasn't anything she really wanted to do in the bathroom
except wipe herself with a towel to get rid of some of the excess
wetness. She only wanted to give Matthew time to think. She
really didn't want him to feel pressured into doing something he
didn't want to do. Her fantasy boys were always very horny and as
hungry for sex as she was. She just hoped that Matthew was going
to be one of them.

Fingers crossed!

Time was moving slowly but he'd had five minutes now and in just
a couple more she'd open the door and see if he was dressed or
waiting for her naked on the bed. In just a couple of minutes
there was every chance that she could be having sex with a very
cute 11-year-old boy. The prospect was exhilarating.

She didn't want to build her hopes up though. He might decide to
go home instead. She might have scared him off. She mustn't
forget that he was only a child, and the prospect of having sex
with a grown woman might seem daunting to him, possibly even
frightening. She also had to remember that even if she did try to
have sex with him, things might not work out. He might not be
able to get a hard-on for instance. He might not like what she
did to him and she might have to stop. Sex was never guaranteed
to be good with anybody, and there were surely a lot more things
that could go wrong with a little boy than with an adult man or
woman.

On the other hand he might want it all, and it could be absolute
heaven. Just like in her fantasies.


Chapter Three


Zoe's excitement was so intense that it was almost debilitating.
Her mouth was dry, despite having had another sip of water in the
bathroom, and her body was trembling. She tentatively opened the
door and peered round it cautiously. If Matthew had got dressed
then she was going to grab her towelling dressing gown. She
didn't want to walk in naked and get dressed in front of him
feeling rejected.

She needn't have worried. Matthew was lying naked on her
sofa-bed, propped up on pillows and grinning, slightly nervously,
as she entered the room. Her heart swelled with so much lust and
excitement that she felt as if it would burst and her shakiness
seemed now to be affecting every limb of her body.

Of course Matthew was nervous too and she knew he would be. She'd
never seen him completely naked before and he was likely to be a
bit bashful if nothing else. What she must remember was that this
was a momentous occasion in his young life. He was about to loose
his virginity. He'd probably remember this day forever and she
wanted to make it really special for him. She needed to show him
lots of respect, move slowly at first and pay him lots of
compliments to help build his confidence.

There was everything to be gained, for both of them, if all went
well. Hopefully it could be the beginning of an ongoing
relationship and, if that were to happen, under her tutelage he
could become an adept and confident lover. The thought of a
little boy who could take the lead, ask for sex when he wanted it
and perhaps take the initiative was very appealing.

She stood at the foot of the bed and returned his grin. She
wanted to let him get a good look at her body and, of course, she
was dying to get a closer look at him, now that he'd taken his
underpants off. His legs were slightly parted and his penis was
lying flaccidly on his scrotum. His entire genital region, Zoe
noted, was completely smooth and hairless, just as she'd hoped.
He was perfect: lithe and slim, with no signs of developing
manhood whatsoever. He was everything she'd hoped for, and, as
she ogled his body, her excitement grew to replace her
nervousness completely.

Zoe put some music on and began lighting the many candles that
she had dotted around the room. Then, having switched on the two
bedside lamps, she turned out the main light and padded barefoot
through to the kitchen to get something to drink. She poured some
fresh orange juice into a glass jug, topped it up with champagne
and grabbed a couple of glasses. `A bit of alcohol won't hurt,'
she thought, `and it might help to relax our nerves.'

She poured a glass of juice and knelt down on the bed next to
him. `You know, you're gorgeous,' she told him, lying down beside
him, and, with her head propped up on her left hand she gazed at
him dreamily. She reached over to trace fine lines with her
fingertips backwards and forwards across his flat tummy and
glanced at his cock again wondering how long it would be, if at
all, before it was hard again. The feel of his bare skin was
electrifying and she clenched her thighs together gently as she
continued to stroke. Her fingertips circled his tummy button and
then pressed it gently, making him giggle. As she let him calm
again his eyes gazed dreamily into hers and she noted how relaxed
he seemed about her touching him now that he was naked. So far so
good, she thought.

Mrs Tibbs purred contentedly on her armchair as Zoe leaned over
and gently brushed her moist lips against Matthew's. His mouth
opened and their tongues slid against each other in a deliciously
erotic, adult-on- child kiss. Matthew hadn't forgotten what he'd
learned that afternoon, and Zoe was thrilled as she felt his hand
press down gently on the back of her head.

For all Zoe could care the next two hours could last for two
months. She felt as if she'd entered paradise and she wished that
she could stop time completely and stay there, doing what she was
doing forever. As they kissed her hand gently caressed his chest
and tummy. She alternately used her fingertips and the palm of
her hand against his bare skin, stroking him gently. In truth,
she was having a damn good feel of an 11- year-old boy and she
was loving it.

Just kissing Matthew was one of the most erotic things she'd ever
done. Fuck, she was actually snogging a child, and Jeez it was
turning her on! She noticed that his breathing was becoming a
little more erratic, and, when she glanced down his body she was
thrilled to see that his penis was erect without her ever having
touched it. There was no going back now. This wouldn't end until
he'd come sweetly, in-between her legs, in her mouth and in her
hand. She wondered if he produced sperm yet and decided that,
just in case he did, his first orgasm really ought to be in her
mouth. If he had any nectar in those baby balls then she wanted
it on her tongue.

His penis was gorgeous and it was just a perfect size: small
enough to look right as part of a child's body and big enough to
be a fun little sex toy. What's more, it looked absolutely rock
hard. It seemed to hover, a centimetre or so above his body,
quivering slightly as if to demand attention as it pointed up
towards his tummy button like a little arrow. His pale, white
foreskin was slightly retracted, so she could see the deep pink
of his glans penis, or `helmet' as she called it, and, from what
she could see it looked slightly moist. His balls were about the
size of grapes and the whole area was completely hairless. She
couldn't wait to get to it, feel it, squeeze it, peel back his
foreskin and gently masturbate him. But that could wait. She
wanted him to be as desperate for it as she was now; if he wasn't
already.

She broke away from kissing him and his eyes opened, gazing
dreamily into her own. `Are you enjoying this?' she asked, `Is it
nice?'

The boy's cheeks were flushed pink and he nodded excitedly, a
gorgeous smile telling her all she needed to know. She bent down
and kissed his ear, alternately nibbling and probing with the tip
of her tongue. He sighed as she did so and she slid her hand back
up to his chest to play with his small pink nipples. They were
puckered into hard, fleshy points and she pinched first one and
then the other, tweaking them between her fingertips.

`Matthew, will you promise me something sweetheart?' she
whispered into his ear.

`Yeah ... sure,' he breathed in reply.

`If something feels good and you want to moan, or make any kind
of noise, then just do it, and if you want me to do something
special, just tell me, don't be shy. Just relax and enjoy it
darling, okay?' It was not so much a question as an instruction,
and it was whispered, with her lips just a few centimetres away
from his ear.

When he replied his voice too was a whisper. `Yeah ... just don't
stop ... and ... will you touch my ... err ...'

He didn't have to finish the sentence. Zoe knew exactly what he
wanted.

`Would you like me to give you a little wank darling?' she
whispered softly into his ear.

Matthew's head nodded eagerly in reply and Zoe felt as if her
heart would burst.

`How would you like me to put your willy in my mouth and suck it
too?' she asked.

He nodded again, his tummy rising and falling as Zoe pulled her
fingertips across it while she spoke.

`Good, and I will soon, but we don't need to rush. First I want
you to open your mouth for me, nice and wide okay?'

He lifted his head up off the pillows to kiss her but, smiling,
she gently pushed him back down. `No darling, just open your
mouth wide for me, like you're at the dentist. Okay?'

He did so without question and Zoe slipped her tongue into his
mouth, only this time she didn't want to kiss him. She just
wanted to lick and suck his mouth, lips and tongue, tasting him
for her own pleasure. She licked deeply inside and then sucked
his lips and tongue. She wanted to taste him, feel him on her
tongue and drink his saliva. Matthew knew all about snogging,
he'd done it with girls at school, but he'd never experienced
anything quite like this before. It was nice though, and he was
quite happy to let this woman lick his mouth out and suck his
tongue as much as she wanted.

Eventually her lips slid back against his and they continued to
kiss as before. Matthew sighed into her mouth as her hand slid
across his chest to his nipples to pinch first one and then the
other, squeezing them more firmly than she had done before. The
boy moaned and moved his body slightly against her hand. Almost
reluctantly she left his mouth, sliding her lips down his neck,
sucking and licking his smooth, baby soft skin as she went. Then,
finding herself at his chest, she pressed her nose against his
skin and breathed in deeply, savouring the unique smell of a
child's skin.

He arched his back slightly as the tip of her tongue found his
left nipple, and her hand returned to stroking his flat tummy.
His muscles quivered slightly as she raked her fingertips across
his skin, being careful to avoid bumping into his little
erection. She liked tummies, especially hairless, young boys'
tummies, and she couldn't wait to feel his against hers once
again as it had done that afternoon. She wanted their flat
tummies pressing together, the feeling was so sensual. But that
could wait until he was on top of her, with his stiff little
penis buried to the hilt in her vagina. Yummy, she couldn't wait!

She pressed her hand pressed flat against his tummy now. She was
having a good feel of his baby-smooth skin, and, while she did
so, she chewed and sucked on his little pink nipples. She sucked
hard on one, and then pulled away to see his wet skin with a deep
red mark around his nipple where her mouth had been.

Matthew exhaled deeply and moved beneath her. `I like it when you
do that,' he sighed, it's nice.'

Do you like it when I bite a bit too? I'm not hurting you am I?'

`No ... it's nice,' he replied dreamily, gently pressed his hand
on the back of her head, pushing her back towards his nipple. She
glued her lips around it and sucked firmly, biting gently on what
little bit of skin she could get in-between her teeth. She was so
horny for him, she felt as if she could eat him alive, never mind
just nibble his nipples!

Zoe knew how nice it was when someone expertly sucked and nibbled
her nipples, and she wanted to give Matthew the same experience.
Gentle sucking, licking and nibbling combined with harder sucking
and biting was extremely erotic if done correctly. The skill came
in not biting too hard so as to actually cause pain and Zoe was
an expert at this. If she left a few bite marks on his body then
so what? She could always warn him to make sure his mum didn't
see them when he got home.

He moaned a little louder now as she ground his nipple in-between
her teeth and flicked her tongue over the little bud that she had
trapped in-between them. Then, the boy moaned quite loudly as she
slowly but firmly raked her fingernails along the entire length
of his tummy, right from his pubic bone up to his sternum,
leaving four faint-pink lines across his pale skin. She repeated
the process and this time he arched his back, his body moving
like a wave underneath her fingers. It was like playing a musical
instrument, she thought.

She momentarily pulled up from his chest to look at his body. The
skin around his hard nipples was wet and red from sucking, but
she noticed too that the rest of his chest was a blotchy pink, a
sure sign of the child's arousal. She had also left a cobweb of
pink lines across his tummy and she thought she ought to be
careful not to send him home with too many marks. She rested her
cheek on his chest and looked down at his penis. She could see it
more clearly now and was delighted to see how hard it was, almost
like a little bone, she thought. Perhaps the time was right to
give it some attention.

Zoe looked into the young boy's eyes as her fingers travelled
down across his body towards his erection. She continued to watch
him as her fingers encircled his penis loosely like tentacles,
and then gripped it firmly in her fist. His eyes closed and his
lips parted, but at first she didn't move her hand. She just
enjoyed the feeling of holding it, increasing and decreasing the
pressure of her grip and feeling the little throbs it gave back,
as if in reply.

She'd never held such a small penis before but it was a nice
size: just slightly fatter than a man's middle finger and about
the same length. Its silky smoothness contrasted sharply with its
hardness. Amazingly, just as she'd never held one this small,
she'd never held one this hard either. It was literally like a
little rod of iron. Much stiffer and harder than any grown man's;
it was like a little bone, covered in skin, and protruding from
in-between his legs.

What Zoe was planning to do next would require the free use of
both her hands and mouth, and would also require her to be in a
position where she would have easy access to the boy's cock.
Matthew was going to get a treat that all her adult boyfriends
loved. She called it happy-willy time, and basically she'd just
let the guy lie there, doing nothing while she wanked and sucked
him to orgasm. The best position was to either sit in-between the
guy's legs, looking up at his body, or to sit on his chest facing
his toes. For Matthew, this would be a good introduction to sex,
as he could just relax and enjoy it without having to do anything
himself and would let him experience what it felt like to be
brought to orgasm by someone else.

Kneeling in-between his legs Zoe asked him to bend his knees and
place his feet flat on the bed on either side of her. Matthew was
more than happy to oblige and spread his legs for her without
having any hang- ups about his nudity. In this position she got
an excellent view of his young body and it was going to be a bit
like watching her own little porn show. She loved just watching
the way her lover responded to her touches and, as nothing at all
was being done to her, she could just sit there and watch the way
another person responded to being masturbated. It would be very
nice to watch an 11-year-old boy she thought.

`Okay darling, here we go, don't be shy, just go with it, okay?'

Matthew nodded eagerly, desperate to begin.

With her left hand she cupped his hairless balls, and with her
right she held his stiff penis in a tight fist. She could hardly
believe what she was doing and her excitement was getting the
better of her as her hands trembled. Oh my God, she was just
about to masturbate a little boy. She'd simply never been this
turned on before and she had to take deep breaths to calm herself
before she continued.

Steadying herself she slowly peeled back his foreskin to reveal a
moist, dark-pink glans. It glistened with the secretions caused
by his own arousal and Zoe pulled down firmly so that his
foreskin was fully retracted. The little boy had his eyes closed
and he inhaled deeply, holding his breath, almost as if the
retraction of his foreskin prevented him from breathing out. His
chest expanded with his intake of breath and she could see his
corrugated ribs beneath his smooth, baby soft skin.

Oh God, this was going to be fun. She was going to enjoy watching
every reaction and movement of his lithe young body. A good few
seconds had passed and he still hadn't breathed out. She wondered
if he was conscious of it. Probably not she thought. These were
the actions of a very turned on little boy.

Slowly, and with a firm grip, she rolled his foreskin back up to
the tip of his penis, and at last the boy exhaled with a long
sigh, his tummy quivering. Then, with deliberation, she pulled
his foreskin all the way down again, but this time she stretched
it slightly, pulling down firmly even when it could go no
further. Again the boy inhaled deeply and held his breath, as if
in anticipation of Zoe's next action, and she smiled as she
noticed him suck his bottom lip into his mouth.

She gazed at his penis. It looked so healthy, fresh and new, and
although she'd seen many adult male cocks in her life, she wanted
to examine this one more closely. Older men had much less
attractive willies she thought. She decided that she definitely
liked child cock; the absence of hair being a distinct aesthetic
advantage. She grinned to herself. It was time to play.

Without warning, she suddenly began pumping her fist up and down
rapidly. She gripped him tightly and the exertion made the
muscles in her right arm taut. The response was instant. Matthew
exhaled in short little gasps, his eyes opened wide and he
grabbed the top of the sofa-bed above his head with both hands,
as if he felt the need to hold on tight. This was horny. It was
also nasty, and she loved it so much that she found it hard to
stop. She wanked him hard, just as she would a man, and she
grinned as the youngster threw his legs wide open, giving himself
to her completely.

A grown man couldn't take this kind of furious masturbation for
more than a matter of minutes, if that, before coming, and she
didn't want Matthew to come just yet, because she wanted his
first one to be in her mouth. So just as suddenly as she'd begun,
she stopped and this time she completely let go of his penis.
Matthew whimpered and pushed his hips up and down as if searching
for her hand.

`Mmmm,' she purred, `was that nice darling?'

Matthew nodded, his cheeks were bright pink, and his eyes opened
wide imploring her to continue.

Zoe knew what exquisite torture it was to masturbate someone
furiously and then stop suddenly. It was one of her favourite
teases and this kid was going to get it just like she'd do it to
an adult guy. She grinned wickedly to herself as she imagined how
much he desperately wanted her hand back on his cock, but, before
she continued, she wanted to snog him again and so she crawled up
the length of his body and planted her lips firmly on his.

His mouth opened and he kissed her more passionately than before.
He might only be 11, she thought, but he'd got the hang of
kissing as if it was second nature. Propping herself up on her
right elbow she slipped her left hand in-between their bodies and
grabbed his hard-on, squeezing it firmly while she snogged him.
She caressed it lovingly as if reassuring him that it hadn't been
forgotten. Then, with her tongue deep inside the child's mouth
she began to masturbate him again, but this time slowly and
rhythmically.

The boy moaned into her mouth, and to Zoe's delight he started
rocking his hips in time to the movement of her hand. This was
one of the things she'd hoped for: a horny boy who wouldn't just
lie there like a log but would actually move his body. It was so
erotic to see a child's hips moving up and down fluidly,
rhythmically and lewdly. She stopped again, teasing him a bit
more and he sighed, his hips rocking as if trying to reconnect
with the source of his pleasure. As she released him, her lips
slid away from his mouth and her tongue traced a moist line down
his neck to his chest. Her lips brushed lightly across his skin
until she came to a nipple, where she paused, sucking gently and
flicking it with the tip of her tongue.

She moved to his other nipple, giving it the same treatment,
before eventually she began to work her way further down his
body. When she got to his tummy she gently took hold of his penis
again and as the tip of her tongue licked his tummy button she
began to masturbate him again slowly. She knew exactly what she
was doing, and she played his body like a musical instrument. If
she prolonged his masturbation beyond a certain point she risked
him coming too soon, but by controlling him she could increase
his pleasure and hold his first orgasm back for as long as she
chose.

She pressed her face into his soft stomach and inhaled deeply to
take in the smell of his fresh young skin. It was completely
different to the smell of an adult and Zoe wanted to savour it.
Matthew's hips began rocking again against her clenched fist and
she held her hand still, letting him do all the work. He
whimpered slightly and pulled against the top of the bed, his
knuckles white with exertion, and Zoe let him pump himself in and
out of her clenched fist while she licked his smooth tummy like a
cat licking the last traces of cream from a saucer.

She placed her left hand on his chest and felt his young heart
racing, thudding on the underside of his ribcage. Oh this was so
sweet, she thought squeezing her own thighs together tightly in
acknowledgement of the burning desire in-between her legs. She
let Matthew pump in and out of her fist for a few more seconds
before taking her hand away and leaving his little cock to twitch
in space above his stomach. His narrow hips still rocked and he
moaned softly as Zoe soothed him with loving words, caressing his
torso and the top of his legs with a gentle massage. His big blue
eyes looked at her imploringly, begging her to continue and she
smiled, reaching over his lithe body to gently stroke his hot
forehead.

`You didn't want me to stop did you?' she asked, smiling sweetly.

Matthew shook his head. `No ... please don't,' he breathed.

Zoe noticed his cheeks were bright red and there were blotches on
his neck and across his chest. `I'll play with your willy some
more in a minute,' she promised, `but first I want to have a good
feel of this gorgeous body of yours. Is that okay?'

The youngster nodded, frowning slightly, not wanting to deny her
anything but at the same time desperate for her to continue
stroking his penis.

Using both hands, Zoe leaned forward to caress his chest and
tummy with her palms flat against his skin. `God you make me
horny,' she hissed through gritted teeth, `I just can't get
enough of you!'

She looked at his naked body and wished she could always have it
there in her bed for whenever she felt like playing with it, or
just for looking at. Momentarily he was just an object, an object
of her desire, her little plaything ... her little child sex-toy.
Every woman should have one, she thought. What a shame she
couldn't package him away with her dildos and vibrators to be
able to get him out whenever she felt the need for young flesh.

Although he was only a child his body was sexually exciting to
her, and she wouldn't swap this moment for a week with the
hunkiest adult male on the planet. She thrilled at the perverse
contrast between the body of the child and the engorged, erect
penis jutting up over his stomach. The contrast between innocence
and decadence was in itself an erotic beauty, and for a moment
she imagined looking down on herself crouching there, in-between
this child's legs, knowing that she was the cause of his unholy
arousal, and seeing little horns poking out of the top of her
head, with a long red tail curling from in-between her buttocks.
Perhaps she was a devil woman, a corruptor of innocence, an
arouser of lust in young children, and as she thought this she
licked her lips lewdly.

She watched him now as if his mere existence was for her
entertainment. This moment might never be repeated and she
intended to make the most of it while it lasted. She pinched both
of his nipples gently and the boy inhaled sharply, arching his
back as she increased and decreased the pressure. It was nice to
be able to touch him like this, as if pressing buttons, and just
watch as he responded predictably. She returned to caressing him
again now, massaging his flat tummy and chest with her palms flat
against his skin and he writhed under her touch.

She took hold of his penis again, peeling his foreskin right back
and then bending forward, she took the tip of it in-between her
lips. Matthew looked down at what she was doing and his jaw
dropped in utter amazement and his eyes rolled up into his head.
Gently she sucked the end of his penis, curling her tongue around
its velvety tip.

`Look sweetheart, look at what I'm doing,' she breathed
seductively.

The little boy refocused his eyes and again looked down at what
she was doing. As he did so she took his penis out of her mouth
and began licking it like a lollipop, running her tongue from the
base of his shaft, up his three-and-three-quarter inches to the
very tip where she concentrated on his glans, curling her tongue
around it seductively and covering it in saliva. As he watched
she expertly flicked the tip of her tongue on the very sensitive
underside of his penis, with one hand squeezing his balls and the
other holding the base of his shaft. As she licked him his face
became a contorted mask of ecstasy and concern, his body went
rigid and he trembled slightly.

Poor baby, she thought, he's not far from coming and he's worried
about doing it in my mouth. `It's okay sweetheart,' she reassured
him, `it's okay if you come. I want you to come, and I'd love you
to come in my mouth ... honestly! This is what boyfriends and
girlfriends do to make each other feel good, so just relax okay?'

The little boy nodded, looking more amazed than ever at the
prospect of this pretty girl letting him do in her mouth what he
usually did into a tissue. He'd learned to masturbate to orgasm
from some older boys when he was nine and from then until about
six months ago he'd been enjoying completely dry orgasms. More
recently he'd been producing very small quantities of a clear
ejaculate, which he'd quickly learned left tell-tale stains on
almost anything. So now when he masturbated he always did it onto
his tummy and then wiped it off with a tissue. He'd then sneak
into the bathroom and flush it down the toilet to hide the
evidence. He always thought of what he did as being a bit dirty,
but this gorgeous girl was going to let him do it in her mouth
and he found that, and watching her sucking his willy an
incredible turn-on.

Zoe slipped the boy's wet penis back into her mouth, holding it
at an angle of 90 degrees to his body, so that he'd get a good
view of what she was doing. His expressions were lovely to watch,
Zoe thought, and she watched him licking his lips as he stared
intently at what she was doing, his arms straining as he pulled
at the back of the sofa-bed above his head. His hips began to
rock again, pushing himself in and out of her mouth as she used
her tongue and mouth expertly. Then, the 28-year-old woman peeled
back the child's foreskin so that once again she could suck and
lick his baby helmet like a lollypop. Matthew gasped and inhaled
deeply, arching his back slightly, his eyes as wide as saucers as
he looked down at what Zoe was doing in-between his legs, and
this time she wouldn't stop until he came.

His hips rocked up and down rhythmically, and Zoe stopped moving
her head, letting him pump himself in and out of her mouth on his
own. She placed her right hand flat on his tummy and stroked him
gently, soothing him lovingly as his orgasm approached. Briefly
she took her mouth away, replacing it with her hand and wanking
him so rapidly that her clenched fist made little slapping noises
against the wet skin at the base of his cock. Then, licking her
lips and grinning wickedly she slipped him back into her mouth.
Matthew's narrow hips moved rhythmically up and down and he
moaned softly as she rubbed and squeezed his scrotum and stroked
his tummy. The girl knew exactly what she was doing and it would
only be seconds now before the little boy would come in her
mouth.

She had never enjoyed oral sex as much as this before. She could
take his cock completely into her mouth till her lips were
pressed against his body at its base, and, when she did so, the
tip of his erection only just bumped against the back of her
throat. She could never take an adult man so completely into her
mouth but it just seemed to fit perfectly with this little boy.

Suddenly Matthew grabbed the back of her head, pushing down
gently as his movements became suddenly urgent. He moaned out
loud and arched his back, his body trembling and his hips jerked
like a little piston against Zoe's face. He was panting now and
his tummy quivered. Suddenly his hips stopped jerking and he was
simply pushing himself upwards, forcing himself deeply into Zoe's
mouth. Oh how sweet, his orgasm was just seconds away.

She gently pushed his hips back onto the bed, and, gripping his
penis firmly, she fully retracted his foreskin to completely
expose his pink glans. Then, keeping his foreskin retracted, she
lovingly concentrated all her efforts on the head of his cock.

`Come for me sweetheart,' she cooed softly. `I love you darling
and I want you to come in my mouth.'

Zoe was skilled at sucking cock and she knew exactly what to do
to blow the little boy's mind. Concentrating now she sucked and
licked his glans, holding his shaft with her right hand and
rubbing his tight balls firmly with her left. The boy moaned and
his body began to undulate, but this time without any rhythm. He
cried out loud, pressing down quite firmly now on the back of her
head. Zoe gripped the base of his cock firmly and squeezed his
balls tightly as he trembled beneath her. Then, with a final jerk
and a loud moan he squirted his hot baby come onto her tongue.

There wasn't much, in fact hardly any compared to a grown man,
but his penis pulsed three or four times as he came, ejaculating
his sweet fluid into her mouth. His balls weren't producing sperm
yet, not like a mature man anyway. What she got was a small
amount of clear seminal fluid, but it was a sign of his release
... his child come, and she savoured it, squeezing his balls to
ensure that she got every last drop. She continued to suck gently
as Matthew collapsed limply onto the bed with his mouth wide
open, his chest rising and falling as he breathed deeply.

Knowing his orgasm was over Zoe stopped sucking and kissed the
tip of his penis lovingly. Then, she gently released it and
crawled up his body on all fours, showering kisses on his tummy
and chest on the way up. He gazed up at her with a relaxed,
dreamy expression and she gently stroked his forehead soothingly
in almost maternal affection.

`That was lovely, darling,' she said, `You've made me so horny.'

Matthew smiled happily, his eyes sparkling. `It was amazing,' he
sighed, `It was totally, the best feeling ever. Thanks Zoe.' He
blushed slightly looking down at his body and breaking eye
contact as a moment of shyness overcame him.

Zoe's heart swelled. No-one had ever thanked her for sucking them
off before. Plenty of guys had told her that she was amazing in
bed, or that something she'd done had been fantastic, but no-one
had ever actually said `thank you' before. Ironic, she thought,
that the person who least needed to say it was the one who did.
What a gentleman. What a gorgeous little 11-year-old gentleman.

`Matthew darling, that's so sweet of you. But I should say thank
you too, because I enjoyed doing it. In fact,' she went on, `I
think it's the sexiest thing I've ever done in my life.' She
continued stroking his forehead as she spoke, in the same way
that a mother might do to her son during a loving moment.

The boy eyed her with a slight disbelieving look in his eyes.
`Honestly? You really think that's the sexiest thing you've ever
done?' he asked, raising his eyebrows slightly, `But, what about
all the stuff you've done with older guys?'

Zoe smiled reassuringly, pressing her hand against the side of
his face and stroking his cheek gently with her thumb. `Yeah, but
Matthew, I've never done anything with a boy as young as you
before, and I can't tell you how much you turn me on.' She smiled
lovingly and bent down to kiss him on the nose.

`Now,' she said, glancing briefly at the clock, `we've got just
over an hour-and-a-half left, so, I reckon we've got enough time
to nip into town and maybe get an ice cream. How would you like
to get one at McDonalds?' She was teasing him of course, the last
thing she wanted was to bring their session to an end, but
knowing that he wanted to continue was important to her. Then,
noting the look of disappointment that crept onto his face, she
said, `Or instead ... maybe ... we could have ... some more sex?'

The sunshine smile that flashed across Matthew's face told Zoe,
as if she didn't know already, that her little boy couldn't care
less about ice cream. What he wanted now was more sex.

Perfect, she thought.


Chapter Four

Realizing that Zoe was just teasing him Matthew swung his legs
around her waist and skilfully rolled her onto her back. He sat
on top of her and held both of her wrists above her head,
wrestling her into submission. She could easily have resisted him
or wriggled free, but it was rather sexy letting him take
control. He must be getting confident, she thought, and was
pleased that she had obviously put him at ease.

`I wanna do to you what you just did to me,' he said, speaking
quickly in a mock-baby voice, as if trying to disguise the
implications of what he was saying by the humorous way in which
he spoke.

Zoe couldn't believe it. He was actually asking her if he could
do oral sex to her. This surely had to be heaven.

`Err, I don't think you can,' she replied, trying to look as
serious as she possibly could.

`Why not?' he asked raising his voice in protestation, although
he was certain she was teasing him again.

`Well to start off with ... I haven't got a willy,' she giggled,
pulling her wrists free and tickling his ribs to emphasize her
little joke.

Matthew squirmed on top of her but they struggled only briefly.
She let him overpower her and was quite happy for him to restrain
her wrists above her head once again, as if holding her captive.
She quite liked being overpowered by this little boy, even if she
was giving in willingly.

`Okay,' she said, in response to his determined stare, `you can
do it. In fact I'd love you to do it. You just gotta know that
it's a bit more complex doing a girl than it is doing a boy, and,
well, there's all that wetness down there too, how would you feel
about that?'

His warm buttocks squirmed on her tummy and she was thrilled to
see that he had a little hard-on again. It was every bit as stiff
as it was the first time and was pointing straight up towards his
chest. The difference this time was that it was still glistening
with her saliva.

`That's okay,' he shrugged, `Besides, you got my wet in your
mouth when I came.'

`Okay, I'll tell you what then,' she said eyeing his erection,
`seeing as you've got another hard-on, you let me make you come
again and then it's your turn to do me. What do you reckon?'

A big grin spread across Matthew's face and his eyes sparkled. He
let go of Zoe's wrists and leant backwards slightly, holding onto
her knees behind him as he did so. The expression on his face
told her that he wanted more, and that was fine with her.
Although she was desperate to come as well, her own orgasm could
wait.

Gently, she pushed him down onto the bed beside her legs, then
swung herself round and sat astride him, facing his feet, with
her bottom on his chest. It excited her to think about how close
her genitals were to his face, but there was time for that later.
First she was going to wank him off again.

Sitting on Matthew's chest and leaning forward slightly, her sex
was pressed against his chest just above his sternum. Between her
thighs was his flat tummy and about level with her knees, which
were folded back underneath her, were his hips. His glistening
penis was rock hard and lying flat against his tummy. She was
going to enjoy this, she thought, and then after his second come
they could get on with the business of introducing his strawberry
lips to her aching clitoris. Oh, the thought of it!

Zoe was skilled at masturbation. She normally liked to take her
time over making a guy come, bringing him to the brink of ecstasy
and then letting him down again, repeating the process skilfully
until he was virtually begging her to let him come. But it was
also a turn-on just to grab a guy's cock and wank him off really
fast and hard. That, she decided, was what she was now going to
do to Matthew now. It would be interesting to see how quickly the
skilful hands of a 28-year-old woman could make a little boy
come.

`Spread your legs for me darling,' she said.

Matthew responded immediately and Zoe grabbed a pillow, sliding
it underneath his hips, to raise them slightly off the bed. Now,
with the most important part of his body jutting up towards her,
he was in the perfect position for her to give him the full
treatment. She leant forward slightly and took his penis in-
between her fingertips, pulling his foreskin down as far as it
would go to reveal his still-moist, pink helmet. Then, without
warning, she gripped it in her fist and began to pump it up and
down as fast as she could.

A cross between a whimper and a moan escaped Matthew's lips and
his hips actually pulled backwards into the bed, away from her.
With her free hand she grabbed his tight, hairless balls and
squeezed them firmly as she rubbed his cock up and down rapidly.
She would show him no mercy.

`Ah ... a ...' the boy cried.

`Yes, what is it darling?' Zoe asked, through gritted teeth, as
her hand pumped up and down, like a little piston at full
throttle on his baby cock.

He began to moan now and it was lovely to hear. He gasped and
then moaned as Zoe continued to masturbate him skilfully. Her
left hand alternately squeezed and rubbed his balls while she
wanked him.

`Uh ... uh ... uh,' he gasped, his narrow hips now jerking
spasmodically against her fist. She'd make him come in record
time, much faster than his first orgasm. Her hand pumped up and
down his erection furiously, slapping against his body on each
downward stroke.

Lovely, he was getting close, and so far it had taken less than
20 seconds, according to the clock on the wall. She leant over
him and dribbled saliva lasciviously onto the top of his penis
from her bottom lip. Then, finding his anus with the middle
finger of her left hand, she pressed her fingertip firmly against
it whilst the palm of her hand pressed flat against his tight,
hairless balls.

As she did so he cried out loud, and, rather sweetly she thought,
told her that he was about to come. It had taken her less than 40
seconds to get him to this state, and she rocked her hips,
rubbing herself against his chest, as the he began to come. It
was so sweet, she thought, making a child come.

It was so erotic to watch his 11-year-old hips moving
rhythmically up and down in such a fluid, sexual movement, like a
little doggy fucking. Zoe dribbled saliva on his tummy as she
watched it rise and fall erratically. Her left hand squeezed his
crotch more firmly, pressing against his balls and probing his
small, pink anus. The boy began to whimper and lifted his bottom
right off the bed, pushing up against the hands that were working
skilfully on his genitals.

Zoe knew that he was now very close to orgasm and her hand
continued to pump his erection at the same frenzied pace. She
didn't vary the speed. Her hand rubbed his little penis up and
down as fast as she could, her movements a blur.

The boy's moaning turned into a cry and his hips trembled in
mid-air. His whole body became taught, almost rigid, and he let
out a long, muffled sort of whine as he curled his toes and
sucked his bottom lip into his mouth. Sensing his climax, Zoe
expertly pulled his foreskin right back as far as it would go, so
that her fist was pressing down firmly against his body, and, as
she did so, a small jet of fluid squirted out onto his tummy. She
watched in delight as his hips jerked erratically against her
hands and further little drops of clear fluid squirted from the
end of his penis. The boy was gasping as he came and each gasp
seemed to be in time with the movement of his hips.

Zoe squeezed his balls tightly and pumped his cock rapidly,
`Yeah, come for me baby, come for me sweetheart,' she cooed
encouragingly through clenched teeth. That was nice, she thought
and it had taken her less than 50 seconds to bring him off.

With a long, whimpering sigh, his body relaxed as his orgasm
subsided, but his penis remained stiff and Zoe continued to move
her hand up and down. Slowly and gently she pulled his foreskin
up and down, her motion purposeful, milking the child, to get
every last drop of kiddie juice out of his balls and onto his
tummy. And, although he'd had his come, his hips rocked gently in
time with her hand.

Zoe bent down and lasciviously licked the few drops of clear
liquid off his tummy with her tongue flat against his skin. There
wasn't much and so she didn't try to swallow it. Instead, she
spread it around the inside of her mouth and licked it across her
lips with the tip of her tongue. It was the second time this
evening that she'd had child-come in her mouth, and once again
she savoured it's delicious taste and texture.


Chapter Five

Zoe climbed off the little boy and reached for a glass of orange
and champagne. She passed a glass to Matthew, who sat
cross-legged on the bed next to her, and reached for a glass of
her own. His little face seemed to radiate happiness and youthful
energy, and Zoe wondered how anybody could think that what they
were doing was wrong. To her, it was the most natural thing in
the world.

`Hey, has this really got Champagne in it?' Matthew asked taking
a big gulp, `It's yummy!'

`It's a drink for lovers,' Zoe smiled, looking at him over the
rim of her glass.

`Does that mean we're lovers?'

`If you want to be,' she said, with her eyes smiling.

Matthew seemed to think for a while and then frowned as if
struggling with his thoughts. Eventually he said, `If we're
lovers does that mean we get to do this again? Does it mean that
we're, like, girlfriend and boyfriend?'

Zoe leant forward and kissed him on the nose affectionately. `Oh,
Matthew, you're so sweet,' she said, `If you want to be my
boyfriend then I'd love to be your girlfriend, and yes, of course
we get to do this again ...' She paused for a moment, then,
smiling cheekily she continued, `... If you want to that is.'

`You're kidding?' he grinned, `You bet I want to! And, if you
were my girlfriend, we could do it whenever we wanted, couldn't
we? I could come round at night, after tea, and at weekends too!
And...' He babbled excitedly, like only an overly enthusiastic
11-year-old could.

`Slow down, slow down,' Zoe laughed, cutting him off, `Boyfriends
and girlfriends don't just have sex all the time you know. They
go out together ... to the pictures or for walks and things like
that.'

Matthew took another swig of his Bucks Fizz, his eyes as wide as
saucers. Then, said, `So we get to go on dates too? Wow, this is
gonna be so cool!'

Zoe smiled, delighted at his obvious enthusiasm for being her
boyfriend. His openness was refreshing and was completely unlike
the sort of games adults played in the early stages of a
relationship, where neither party wants to appear to be too keen
on the other. This was definitely not the case with a young boy
like Matthew. He was excited about the prospect of being her
boyfriend and had no reason to hide it.

`Well, I certainly hope we can go on dates. I want to spend as
much time with you as I can,' she smiled, running her fingers
through his hair. `I really fancy you and I can't believe how
lucky I am that we met.'

His feelings were important to her. This was a momentous
experience in his young life and she wanted it to be as right for
him as possible. She wanted him to feel confident about himself
and his sexuality, and the best way to do that, she, thought, was
to let him know how much she desired him, but not just in a
sexual way. If he was going to be her boyfriend then it was
important for a loving relationship to develop so that he would
learn that the opposite sex valued him for who he was and not
just for sexual reasons.

`Do you really mean that?' he asked, his head tipped slightly to
one side. His voice was raised slightly, questioning her, as if
he found her desire for him a little hard to believe. Or, perhaps
it was simply a need for reassurance.

`Matthew, you're fucking gorgeous!' she chuckled, leaning forward
and tickling his sides, just above his hips. `Do you really think
I'd be here with you now, doing this, if I didn't fancy the pants
off you?' She momentarily chastised herself for swearing in front
of a child, but then thought better of it. She'd just been
sucking his cock, for Christ's sake and so if she was going to
treat him like an adult, there had to be no holes barred.

Matthew rolled on his back giggling happily as she tickled him.
His legs were splayed on either side of her and she noticed with
delight that his cock was hard again and lying flat against his
tummy. She wondered if little boys really could get it up more
often and for longer than adult men. She'd soon find out and she
wondered how many times she'd have to make him come before he
wouldn't be able to achieve an erection again. She hoped it would
be a lot.

Zoe playfully grabbed the boy's wrists and held them above his
head, as if restraining him, just as he had done to her a few
moments ago. Then, slowly, she lowered her lithe body down on top
of his and they both sighed at the delicious feeling of their
bare tummies pressing together.

Matthew stopped giggling and got that dreamy look in his eyes
again. She could feel his boyish hardness pressing into her lower
abdomen and gently, without breaking eye contact, they rolled
over so that he was now on top of her. Their lips met and her
tongue snaked into his mouth. As they kissed tenderly she
squeezed his firm, round buttocks and pulled him firmly against
her.

`I want you to suck me darling,' she said, breaking away from
their kiss and speaking with her lips still brushing against his,
`like you asked if you could, but I also want you to fuck me.
Would you like to?'

The boy nodded eagerly and Zoe noticed that his cheeks were
flushed red. A lust was smouldering in his eyes that seemed
perverse on such an angelic, young face. She kneaded his buttocks
and rocked her hips, rubbing her mound against his hardness. Her
mouth was dry again and her heart raced in her chest, she
couldn't believe what she was doing. She was actually going to
have sexual intercourse with a child. She was going to fuck a
kid. What a naughty, decadent girl she was.

Do you know where to put it, sweetheart?' she breathed, gazing
into his eyes.

Matthew nodded in reply but the movement of his head only slight,
as if his excitement had momentarily disabled him. Zoe
understood. His excitement was probably equal to hers but mixed
with confusion about what to do next.

`Show me darling,' she whispered, `Touch me where your cock's
gonna go.'

Hesitantly the boy raised his hips off her body and slipped his
right hand in-between them. So far so good, thought Zoe, and she
spread her legs a little wider for him. She sighed, still gazing
intently into his eyes, as she felt his fingers slide against her
wetness. Oh God, she was in heaven. He prodded awkwardly with his
middle finger, not knowing quite where to find what he was
looking for, and Zoe took hold of his fingers pressing them
firmly against her clitoris. She needed all her self control now
because the temptation to come on his fingers was almost
irresistible.

`This is where girls like to be touched,' she said, rubbing his
fingers up and down against her hard little bud. She explained to
him what part of her sex he was touching and then left him to
continue rubbing on his own.

`Oh God, that's gorgeous Matthew, don't stop darling, just keep
doing it.'

Although he was inexperienced, his fingers were doing basically
the right thing, and the fact that it was being done by an
11-year-old was sufficiently erotic to more than compensate for
any lack of technique. As he became a little more confident, he
pressed more firmly against her, his two middle fingers rubbing
her now-very-wet clitoris up and down.

Zoe sighed. `You can do it like this too,' she said, holding his
fingers and moving them in a circular motion around her moist
hood. The little boy was eager to please and his movement
mimicked hers after she took her guiding hand away. She lay there
in ecstasy, with her legs spread, letting this 11-year-old child
masturbate her, rocking her hips gently against the movement of
his hand. She could easily come now, but she was an experienced
lover and wanted to save it until his cock was inside her. Maybe
she could time it so that they could both come together. That
would be nice, she thought.

Again she took hold of his fingers and moved them down her moist
groove until they reached the entrance to her vagina. `And this
is where your willy's going to go,' she smiled, pressing his
fingertips against the entrance.

Matthew's mouth opened slightly in wonderment. He was actually
feeling a woman's vagina for the first time in his life. Knowing
the basic rudiments of sexual intercourse, as he obviously did,
was one thing, but to actually discover the strange and mystical
place in-between a woman's legs was another. Zoe knew how
exciting this was for him and felt privileged to be the one to
teach him. She felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

`Now,' she breathed, her lips still against his, `make your two
middle fingers go stiff and push them into me sweetheart, as far
as you can.'

The excitement in the boy's eyes was evident as he tentatively
pushed his two middle fingers into her wet hole. Zoe sighed
deeply. This was simply delicious. Taking his hand she showed him
how to pleasure her by pushing his fingers in and out, or by just
wiggling them around while they were buried to the knuckles
inside her. Matthew learned quickly and before long he was
masturbating her without the need for any guidance. Her breathing
became short and ragged as he fingered her, and her hips
responded by moving very slightly up and down.

`How would you like to put your willy in there?' she asked, the
tip of her nose now touching his, her passion at virtual boiling
point.

The boy nodded eagerly and Zoe gently took his wrist and pulled
his hand away from in-between her legs. She brought his middle
finger up to her mouth and sucked it, sensuously, tasting her
juices, her eyes locked with his. When she'd finished she gently
pushed his hand towards his mouth, and, getting the idea, he took
his other finger and sucked the juices from it, just as she had
done.

`Now you know what I taste like,' she smiled, `and you can have
more later if you like, but first I want this gorgeous cock of
yours inside me.' As she spoke she reached in-between their
bodies and gently gripped his velvety hardness. She slid her
fingertips up and down his shaft a few times, then, pulling his
foreskin right back, she positioned the tip of his exposed glans
at the entrance to her vagina, guiding the boy's movements with
her right hand on his bottom.

`Do you want to go in?' she asked playfully.

The boy nodded.

Oh my God, she was actually going to do it. She was going to fuck
an 11-year-old boy. But she held his stiffness at the entrance to
her hole, teasing them both momentarily.

`Tell me what you want to do sweetheart. Tell me you want to fuck
me.' And as she spoke her left hand squeezed his penis
encouragingly.

The boy hesitated momentarily, his lips moving slightly without
forming the words. Then, he whispered, `I, want ... to fuck you.'

She sighed as she heard his words and guided the tip of his penis
into the entrance of her vagina, so that just his glans entered
her moist hole, but then stopped allowing it to go no further.

`God, this is so horny,' she sighed, `Tell me again!'

`I want to fuck you Zoe, I really, really want to.' He spoke
louder this time and she noted there was a hint of pleading in
his voice. That was good, she thought, he wants it badly.

`Say please,' she teased, squeezing his penis playfully.

`Please ... please let me fuck you.' This time he pushed his hips
towards her slightly but her right hand was holding him back,
preventing him from penetrating her further.

Hearing such words from an angelic little boy made her head spin
and she gently stroked the length of his shaft that was not
inside her vagina. She delighted at his hardness. He was
absolutely rigid and his little hairless balls had formed a tight
sack in-between his legs. She hoped they were making some more
baby- come for her.

She kissed his cupid lips. `I love you,' she whispered.

His sunshine smile flashed instantly across his face again. `I
love you too,' he replied sweetly, and with complete sincerity.

Zoe kissed his lips again, sucking them, nibbling them softly and
then darting the tip of her tongue into his mouth. This boy was
driving her wild. She pressed gently on his bottom with her right
hand and they sighed together as his hard cock began to sink into
her wet hole. She placed both hands on his tight little bum and
then, gripping both of his taut buttocks, she pushed him right
into her. She curled her own hips up slightly to meet his
downward thrust and his entire three-and-three-quarter inches
sank into her vagina. Matthew moaned sweetly, biting his bottom
lip and his body trembled as he continued to push against her as
if there was more to go inside.

`Like this darling,' she said, and, taking hold of his sides, she
showed him how to rock his hips so that his penis moved in and
out. She rocked her hips too, in time with his, so that as his
moved up, hers moved down, and when his moved down, hers moved
up. She held him initially to guide his movements but before long
he knew exactly what to do. His little face was a picture. He
looked as if he was about to explode with pleasure.

`How do you like this,' she asked tenderly, gently squeezing his
buttocks as she spoke.

`It's amazing!' he panted in reply.

`The nice thing about it,' she explained lovingly, `is that your
penis and my vagina kinda work together, and while that's going
on in-between our legs we get the lovely feeling of our bodies
pressing together too. She sighed, `I love the feeling of your
tummy on mine,' and to emphasize her point Zoe arched her back
and wriggled her flat tummy against Matthew's. She truly did love
it, and she writhed beneath him, sensuously rubbing her torso
against his ... one body massaging the other.

The little boy moaned as Zoe slid her hand in-between his legs
from behind to gently squeeze his balls. She slipped her other
hand underneath her bottom and slid her middle fingers around her
vaginal entrance to feel his hard shaft sliding wetly in and out
of her.

Zoe's vagina had always been tight and the fact that she'd had no
kids, combined with her lithe, petite build meant that it was
still as tight now as it had been in her teens. So even though
Matthew's penis was small by comparison to an adult male's, it
was certainly enough for her. Even if it had been smaller it
wouldn't have mattered: the fact that she was doing it with a kid
would have been erotic enough to bring her to orgasm. She could
easily get off just by rubbing against someone else's body,
without the need for a penis, fingers or a tongue. As it was, the
boy's cock was like having a man's finger in her, and it was
certainly doing the trick. She'd never been this turned on by
masturbating or doing it with a man and even her experiences with
other girls were nothing compared to this.

His little balls were about the size of grapes, and they were so
sexy and cute that she had the overwhelming urge to squeeze them
harder than she could without causing him pain. As she played
with his balls she used her vaginal muscles to squeeze his cock
and the little boy moaned, his tummy rising and falling against
her own as his breathing quickened.

They began kissing again and Zoe was in heaven. His tongue was in
her mouth, her small breasts were squashed against his chest, her
flat tummy was pressed firmly against his, and his prepubescent
penis was sliding in and out of her tight, wet hole. They were
really fucking now. Matthew was getting the hang of what to do
and there was an urgency developing in their movements. It was
amazing, she had a child fucking her, and if she stopped moving
he'd continue on his own.

`Come on baby,' she breathed into his mouth, `you're amazing, you
know. I've never been to bed with anyone who turns me on as much
as you,' she cooed softly, her hips quivering underneath him
momentarily rather than rocking. `I think you're going to make me
come quite soon,' she sighed.

The little boy was so high on the whole experience that he hardly
knew what to say for himself. But Zoe didn't expect him to ...
the expression on his face told her everything she needed to
know. His lips were pressed firmly together and he was panting
through his nose, his moaning muffled.

`It's okay darling,' she breathed soothingly. `Relax and enjoy
it, and if you want to come, then just come baby.'

A smile flickered at the corners of his mouth and their hips
ground together. Zoe snogged him again and writhed beneath him;
massaging his body with her own and rubbing her tummy against his
while they fucked and kissed.

`Oh God,' she moaned, `this is just the best thing ever. Rubbing
tummies together and fucking is wild,' she paused for a moment
then said, `I love you darling. I wish we could just keep doing
this forever!'

Matthew's face beamed. `I love you too,' he gasped.

`I've got an idea,' she said, `Before we both come, if you push
yourself up on your hands we'll be able to look in-between us and
see your willy going in and out of me.'

Matthew complied and Zoe felt a thrill of excitement as she got
an eyeful of his young, naked body, his milky- white skin, flat
tummy and narrow hips in-between her legs. His hard, glistening
penis jutted out at right angles to his body and his lack of hair
added to the eroticism of her view by emphasizing the fact that
he was still a child. His hips moved back and forth and they both
watched in awe as his penis slid in and out of her.

`Wow, that's amazing,' the boy exclaimed. He had a much better
view than Zoe and he could see her sex quite clearly. He could
see her smooth, hairless outer lips, her wet pink inner lips and
he could see his own penis disappearing in and out of her vagina.
She reached down and rubbed her clitoris to give him a real
visual treat and she moaned lasciviously. While she masturbated
herself, her free hand pinched her nipple, and she felt a thrill
knowing how excited her little show of lewdness would make him.

`Come here baby,' she said softly, pulling him back down on top
of her, `lets rub our tummies together and fuck till we both
come.'

Matthew sighed as their flesh pressed together again and he felt
Zoe's hands gripping his buttocks.

`Listen darling,' she said, her voice a little shaky, `when we
both come I want you to keep your eyes open, so that we can look
at each other okay? It's really nice to look at each other when
you come.'

`I think I'm gonna come soon,' he gasped, biting his bottom lip.

`Good, I want you to come again. I want you to come inside me
darling, and when you come, I'm gonna come too.'

Zoe slid her middle finger in-between his buttocks, and finding
his anus she fingered it gently. `Is it okay if I put my finger
in here?' she asked pressing his anus, as if it were a little
button, to emphasize the part of his body to which she was
referring.

`You're kidding!' he replied, slightly incredulously, `What do
you wanna do that for? Won't you get poo on your finger?'

Zoe smiled reassuringly. `If you don't like it I'll stop, but I
kinda think you will. Don't forget ... your willy's not just for
weeing and your bottom isn't just for pooing either. It feels
lovely to have a finger in it while you're having sex.'

`Can I put my finger in your bum too then?'

`Wow, like ... yes ... please, but don't blame me if I die of
pleasure!'

Matthew grinned as Zoe told him to hang on while she wriggled
across the bed to get something out of the bedside cabinet. They
made the short journey without Matthew's willy popping out of her
and he even managed a few thrusts on the way. Fumbling with the
top draw momentarily, Zoe found the KY Jelly and squirted some
onto the small of Matthew's back.

`Eeeek, what's that?' he squealed, `It's cold!'

`It's a kind of jelly that's a bit like oil for bodies. So when I
put my finger in your bum it'll just slip in nice and easy. It's
lubrication that's all. We'll leave it on your back for a while
to get warm first.'

Matthew had momentarily stopped moving and Zoe was enjoying the
feeling of his body lying motionless on hers. She told him to
stop fucking for a while and they kissed passionately. She
enjoyed the feeling of his tummy pressing flat against hers with
his hard penis inside her while they kissed.

A few exquisite moments later and Zoe was fingering KY Jelly
around Matthew's anus. She continued to kiss him but he was still
forbidden from moving, something that was becoming increasingly
difficult for both of them.

`Okay,' she said, pressing her fingertip against his little
bum-hole, `Just relax, and if you don't like it, say so and I'll
stop.'

Matthew screwed his eyes tightly shut and wrinkled up his nose,
as if he was expecting something painful to happen. Zoe's
fingertip sunk into his anus under the pressure she was applying,
and she let it slide in to the first joint. Matthew's eyes opened
and he smiled slightly, then moaned out loud as she sunk her
finger deep in to his anus right up to her knuckle. His eyes were
wide open and his breathing became erratic as she wiggled her
finger deep inside him.

D'you like it?' she asked, and the little boy nodded excitedly in
reply.

She lifted her own bottom off the bed, applied some KY Jelly and
then guided Matthew's middle finger to her own anus. He was
certainly eager to please she thought as the little boy lifted
her to a new level of ecstasy as his finger sunk all the way into
her bottom, copying what she'd done to him.

`Okay,' she sighed, her heart thumping, `so now we fuck, rub
tummies, snog and finger bottoms ... and then I think we're both
gonna come. Are you ready?' She paused, taking an exaggerated
gulp of air to emphasize her long sentence, then, grinning said:
`One, two, three, go!'

Giggling together their tongues slid into each other's wet mouths
and Matthew's hips rocked up and down as they began to fuck again
and his giggling stopped as Zoe gently fingered his tight little
bum. Their hips began to move more urgently and their pubic bones
bumped together as they fucked. She pressed down firmly against
his bottom with each downward stroke and her hips rose
rhythmically to meet his in perfect timing. She squeezed her
vaginal muscles tightly and could feel every movement of his
penis as it slid in and out of her. She arched her back and
moaned into his mouth. She knew she was going to come. A child
was going to make her come, and the thought of it drove her even
closer to the edge.

`Matthew, baby, you're gonna make me come sweetheart. You're so
horny. I love you!' This would be Zoe's first orgasm against what
would be Matthew's third and it was hardly surprising that she
was about to loose control, given that she was living out her
number-one fantasy ... doing it with a little boy.

Matthew's face was contorted in a mask of utter ecstasy. His
baby-hips kept pumping up and down, and beads of sweat had broken
out on his forehead with the exertion. `Zoe, I think I'm gonna
come again,' he gasped urgently as if warning her.

`That's gorgeous darling,' she cooed in reply, `Come for me
sweetheart, and I'll come with you.'

She watched the expression on his face whilst squeezing his baby
balls and fingering his anus. Expertly she rolled him over onto
his back to take complete control. Rather than relying on the
movement of his hips, she would now dictate the pace and bring
them both to a delicious climax.

Her hips pumped up and down, hard and fast, forcing his hard cock
in and out of her wet hole. Despite his penis being only
child-size, her vagina was tight enough to ensure that his cock
was being squeezed so the feeling was similar to that of being
gripped by a velvet glove.

Their flat tummies slapped together audibly as their fucking
became frenzied in the final throes of ecstasy. Matthew moaned
out loud and arched his back, his body so overcome with pleasure
that his third orgasm was every bit as strong as his first.

`I'm coming too baby,' Zoe cried, fucking the child beneath her
with more passion than she'd ever fucked a man. She cried out,
holding nothing back as her body shook against the little boy,
with his cock deep inside her and their fingers buried in each
other's bottoms.


Chapter Six

After Zoe and Matthew had both relaxed with another drink of
Bucks Fizz, their attention returned again to sex. Matthew hadn't
forgotten that Zoe had promised to teach him how to do oral sex
to her, and so began the next stage of his sexual education. She
taught him how to suck clit using her finger as a dummy and drew
a parallel with sucking cock, demonstrating what she meant by
sucking his still-stiff willy.

He was an eager student and desperately wanted to get it right.
Not only did he want to please her, but he was genuinely aroused
by the prospect of making this sexy woman come in his mouth. He
might only have been a child, but he was a male child and very
horny.

She had a lot of fun teaching him the rudimentary basics of oral
sex, and, when he was ready, he lay down in-between her legs and
began tentatively licking her slit. Although he was
inexperienced, his youthful enthusiasm more than made up for his
lack of skill, and as soon as she was sure that he wasn't finding
this new experience distasteful, she began rocking her hips
against his mouth.

He obviously enjoyed it, and when he made her moan by doing
something she liked his little mouth worked feverishly to bring
her yet more pleasure. Looking down her body to see the little
boy's face in-between her legs, concentrating so hard on giving
her pleasure, she felt as if she was in heaven. His strawberry
lips sucked her hard bud and Zoe moaned out loud, arching her
back and rocking her hips, fucking the child's mouth.

She held his little face in her hands, guiding him to the right
spot, loosing control and jerking herself against his lips and
tongue. Eventually she reached her second climax with the young
boy, and had a delicious orgasm in his willing mouth.

They spent their remaining time together kissing and cuddling,
before eventually he had to hurriedly get dressed and run home to
his mum. His penis was still stiff, and if she'd had the time she
could have made him come again. The next time they met they'd
have more time, and she'd take him to his limits, fucking him
until his little boy's stamina ran out and he couldn't get a hard
on any more. She wondered how many times he'd be able to come.
She'd find out the next time she saw him.

Before he left he told her repeatedly how much he loved her and
she replied by telling him that she loved him too. They weren't
empty words. She really did love him. She'd fallen in love with a
child and it felt so right, more right in fact than it had ever
felt with an adult male.

She'd miss him after he'd gone and she told him so. She sent him
home without his underpants. It felt kinky and perverse to do so
and she'd keep them under her pillow as a reminder of how naughty
she'd been.

After he'd gone she spent the next couple of hours keeping busy
with her dildo and her fingers. She came another eight times
thinking of her child lover and eventually she fell into a deep
sleep with his underpants clutched to her chest.

The End

Note: I'm in the process of writing a sequel to Breathless, which
will be posted chapter by chapter. It's going to be a full-length
novel, rather than a short story, and there's an exciting plot
that will provide many interesting scenarios for lots of
sizzling, sexual adventures.

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