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Mystery Boy

by Varangian, February, 2005





After he awoke in the hospital bed a succession of people, singly and in

groups, came into the room to examine or question him -- doctors,

nurses, policemen, even a social worker.



"He's twelve or thirteen years old," a doctor said to someone.



Perhaps that's true, he thought, but he felt older, like a person who

had had adult experiences.  He could remember nothing, though, so he

accepted their judgment that was based on his physical appearance.



From their conversations and questions he learned that he had been found

in a city park at four in the morning, naked and disoriented.  He did

not recall that.  He further learned that no young boy had been reported

missing.



"We have yet to discover the underlying pathology of this amnesia,"

another doctor said to a policeman later in the day.



They fed him well, and he frequently dozed.  Twice he got out of bed to

use the toilet, the second time masturbating into the bowl.   The

extreme pleasure of that act did not jar his memory.  In fact, it

troubled him in a strange way, as though he had not experienced that

ecstasy for a very long time, or was it his first?  He had been able to

fist his cock, which was rather large for a kid his age -- maybe five

inches long and reasonably thick.  He had the crazy notion that it once

had been longer.



The day passed and evening set in.  The night nurse was young and

pretty, a woman named Alice whom he found sexually desirable.  He was

struck by her youth, although she was older than he.



"So, mystery boy," Alice said in the middle of the night, "why aren't

you asleep?"



"I slept all day.  I'm not tired."



"Maybe you could do with a massage."



"Can I choose where you do it?"



"That's not funny!  You're being very naughty!"



"I'm sorry, Alice.  I just wonder what it would be like if someone else

did ... you know."



"You'll find out when you grow up."



"But I have the feelings now.  How long do I have to wait?"



She placed a hand on his knee. "That's a problem, isn't it?   What

should I call you?  You don't have a name."



"Call me anything, and that problem is bigger than you might think."



"Randy would be a good name for you, but I'll call you Bill, at least

until we find out who you are."



His hospital gown fell loose, exposing a shapely, hairless leg.  She ran

a hand half way up the bare thigh.  It was dim in the room, which was

illuminated by the hallway light.  He could just make out an excited

expression on her face.  Her breathing became irregular.



"I'm a professional!" she exclaimed, probably to herself, and she

removed the hand then left the room.



He dozed off, to be awakened sometime later by a touch on his cheek.  It

was Alice again.



"You're very pretty," she said in a hushed voice with face close to his.



"Boys aren't supposed to be pretty," he objected.



"But you are.  You'll become a handsome man, but right now you're a

pretty boy."



He could feel her breath on his face, on his lips, which he knew she

wanted to kiss.  He puckered when she did it and pulled her tightly to

him.  After a moment she struggled from the embrace.



"This is wrong, Billy.  I should maintain better control of myself."



"I want to kiss some more," he said, reaching out to grasp her forearm.



She jerked it away and left the room.  About ten minutes later she

returned, turned on the light and pulled back the sheet.



"I want to have a good look at you," she said.  "I want to see what is

causing me to make a fool of myself.  Sit up so I can take your gown

off."



"Won't someone come in?" he remarked, sitting up.



"It's three in the morning, Billy.  All the patients are asleep, and I'm

the only one on duty."



After she removed the gown he reclined again for her inspection of his

naked body.  His cock was an erect pole.



"You are rather large for a kid your age," she said.



Then she proceeded to caress his legs, torso and arms with both hands.

The expression on her pretty face was one of absolute lust.



"You're gorgeous!" she exclaimed.  "A half-grown, hairless beauty."



"I still have a problem," he said.



"I'll get to that soon enough, Billy."



She continued to fondle him, especially the thigh nearest to her.  When

she leaned down to kiss him he reached up to palm a pert tit.  Then she

began to kiss down his body, and despite his youth he knew her

destination.  She licked the head of his cock before taking it between

her lips.  As she sucked her hands continued to fondle his legs, chest

and belly.  He thrust upward and she let him fuck her mouth, all the

while maintaining a sucking pressure on the cock.  He couldn't last and

soon had to warn her of his impending climax.  An orgasmic spasm shook

his body, and he held her head steady as he emptied himself ecstatically

into her mouth.  She finally raised her head to look at him, her lips

pursed, holding back a mouthful of spunk.  Then she swallowed

ostentatiously.



"Would you like to live with me for a while, Billy?"



"Yeah, sure!  But ..."



"I think I can arrange it.  I've done foster care before.  They won't

keep you in the hospital.  They'll have to park you somewhere until they

find out who you are."



"That would be great, Alice!  Will we sleep in the same bed?"



"Probably.  Now put your gown back on and go to sleep."



With those words she turned off the light and left the room.





* * *





Alice had a small, tidy house, one of several that lined a road at the

edge of town.  Across the road extended a vast expanse of fallow land

that was studded with copses and sliced by a stream bed.



"This will be your room," she announced, indicating a door off the

living room.  "There are more clothes for you on the bed."



He was less interested in the arrangements and the clothes than the

prospect of fucking the woman.  For some strange reason he found it

unnatural that she stood a couple inches taller, because she was only

about 5'6".  He began to unbuckle his jeans.



She laughed.  "You're raring to go, aren't you?"



"Aren't you?"



"Of course," she said.  "I hope you're able to last, because I really go

wild after I get started."



"I'll try, and if I come too soon I'll last the second time."



"I know.  Young boys are like that."



"Do you prefer young boys?"



"Usually fifteen or sixteen year olds.  They're easy to pick up for one

night stands.  I'm not ready for a relationship, and adult males

intimidate me.  I can handle high school guys."



"How old are you, Alice?"



"Twenty three."



"I've heard that I'm twelve or thirteen, but I feel older."



"You look that age, Billy, but you do seem older.  It's the way you

speak and the things you know.  A normal twelve year old would be

blushing and nervous right now, but you're calmly undressing, getting

ready to fuck."



After shedding their clothes they stood apart for a moment to examine

each other.  Her lovely, slender body had the skin tone of a true

blonde; peaches and cream as some describe it.  Modest, pert tits with

roseate nipples suggested youthfulness younger than twenty three.



"You're quite a sight, Billy.  You're neither adult nor child, but

something in between -- a good-size boy with no body hair and a nice

cock.  I think I'll suck it again.  Then you'll last when we fuck."



"Let's do it sixty-nine," he suggested.



"You know about that?  You are truly a mystery boy."



In her bedroom they assumed the appropriate position on the mattress.

She immediately engulfed his cock, but he paused to lick the exquisite

flesh of an inner thigh before going to work on her clit with lips and

tongue.  He really had to concentrate on the joyous task, because her

talented sucking of his cock was very distracting.  She was taking the

entire thing into her mouth then back to the knob.  She was also

fingering his ass hole.  It was an incredible pleasure, but he resisted

coming.  He soon noticed that he was having an affect on her, judging

from the muffled moaning.  She squirmed against his face, let loose of

the cock and gasped.



"Oh, god!  Billy!  Where did you learn to do that?"



He had no idea.  He continued doing what was pleasing her and she became

increasingly noisy until her body went rigid and she cried out in

orgasm.  Then he rested his cheek on an inner thigh and concentrated on

his own pleasure as she resumed sucking the cock, bringing him to a

tremendous climax with her finger wriggling in his ass.



"I didn't expect much, Billy," she said a moment later when they lay

beside each other.  "I thought you'd just fumble around down there, but

no one has ever eaten me out like that before, and I've had over a

hundred guys and a few girls do it since I was eleven."



He tasted his own spunk when they kissed.  He explored her svelte body

with hands and mouth for a few minutes until his cock regained its

strength.  When he rolled atop her she raised her knees and he slipped

his cock into her pussy, which was warm and tight.  Again, he recalled

experiencing that exciting sensation.  He wondered if he was going crazy

or was already there.



At first he worried that his cock was too modest in size to please her,

but his fear was misplaced.  She fucked back, whining and grunting.

They went at it for minutes. When they weren't kissing he gazed at her

face, at her wide eyes and twisted lips that registered the onset of

great pleasure.  Then she went wild, crying out without inhibition

during a series of orgasms that left her face slack and exhausted.  He

continued to fuck her.



"Oh, god, Billy!  Oh, god!"



"Is another one coming?" he asked without missing a stroke.



"Yes!" she screamed, her face contorting in ecstasy.



Something inside her started snapping at the knob of his cock and he

immediately began to shoot.  He pressed his face at her neck until the

pleasure passed.  Then he rolled off her and took a deep breath.



"That was damned good!" he exclaimed.



"It was fantastic, Billy.  I just don't understand how you can do things

like that to me.  It was the best fuck of my life."



He laughed.  "Want to adopt me?" he asked.



"Whatever happens, Billy, I don't want to lose you."





* * *





"I'm going to have other girls, you know," he said to Alice a couple of

days later, "girls my own age."



"Most girls that young don't fuck yet, Billy, although you might be able

to fool around with some."



"Didn't you start at eleven?"



"Oral sex.  I didn't go all the way until I was fifteen.  Why are you

telling me this.  You know that I'll be jealous."



"I don't want to sneak around and deceive you."



"Don't you get enough from me?  Why would you want to mess about with a

girl who's not yet developed?"



"I suppose for the same reason that attracted you to me in the first

place."



"You want a fresh, hairless girl."



"Yes, and with little tits.  I've met one already.  I think she might be

interested.  I have a knack for picking the curious ones."



"You have a knack for a lot of things, Billy.  What's her name?"



"Cindy.  She lives three doors down."



"Cindy?  That flat-chested tomboy?"



"She's beginning to feel feminine urges.  I can tell."



"You have a knack."



"Yeah."



"How old is she?"



"She says eleven and a half."



"You won't get too far with a girl that young, Billy."



"We'll see."





* * *





Her shorts revealed very nice legs with shapely calves and enticing

thighs.  When she moved in certain ways he could tell that she had

nubbins if not tits beneath the T-shirt.  She was almost as tall as he.

The raven hair was cut short, but not in a boyish fashion, and it offset

her pale, oval face that was in transition to prettiness.



"Will you be in my class when school starts in the fall?" she asked as

they trudged through the tall weeds of the vast field across from their

houses.



"I don't know yet.  It depends on a lot of things.  What grade will you

be in?"



"The sixth."



"I'll be in the seventh," he said, "but we can still see each other

after school."



She glanced at him, and he noticed something in her face -- perhaps the

way she squinted or moved her lips -- that suggested a readiness to

experiment naughtily with him, a new, strange boy.  He boldly took her

hand in his and pulled her along.



"Let's run," He said.  "Over to those trees."



The weeds slapped at their bare legs as they rushed along hand in hand.

She was flushed and excited when they stopped just short of the copse

and fell to the ground, tall weeds hiding them from everything that did

not fly.



"It's so private here," he remarked.



"Yeah.  Older kids come into the field a lot."



"To make out?"



"I, I guess," she stammered.



She lay on the ground.  He was raised on an elbow looking down at her.

He reached a hand over to palm her cheek, startling her with the bold,

gentle gesture.



"You don't have to be an older kid to do that," he said.



She gaped at him with large eyes and parted lips.  He leaned down and

kissed her.  Her first response was an attempt to wriggle away, but she

quickly puckered and returned the kiss.  Indeed, she put her arms around

his neck and held him tightly.  They kissed for long minutes, and she

eventually met his tongue with her own.



"Wow!" she exclaimed when they parted.  "I've never done that before!"



He fondled the soft flesh of her upper arm.  Everything about her was

fresh and unexplored.  During the second kiss he lay half atop her,

kneading the upper arm, with his hard cock pressed to her thigh.  He ran

his lips across her cheek, kissed her neck and shoulder, and when he

tongued her ear she giggled.



"That tickles!" she protested.



"You don't like it?"



"It, ah, makes me feel funny."



He slipped a hand under the T-shirt to palm the soft flesh of her belly.



"You don't feel funny to me," he said.



She laughed, but did not push the hand away.



The third kiss was extremely passionate.  When he ran his hand up her

torso to fondle an incipient tit with thumb and forefinger, she gasped

against his mouth and kissed him even more intensely.  Her uneven

breathing suggested a growing arousal.  He hesitated venturing to the

next stage, but after he pulled back to look at her flushed face he

detected a willingness to go further.  When he cupped her groin, she

held her breath for a moment, her eyes huge in surprise.  They closed,

though, and her lips parted in a half smile as he proceeded to

masturbate her through the fabric of her shorts.  Her orgasm was

unspectacular -- just a sudden spasm and a small cry.



"I, I think we should go back now," she said in a low voice.



"Are you mad at me?  Didn't you enjoy what we just did?"



She blushed and nodded.  "I, I've never been with a boy before, not like

this."



"It's better than playing baseball," he remarked.



"Yeah!" she exclaimed, grinning.



They left the field hand in hand, but she disengaged before crossing the

road.



"Someone might see us," she explained.



"How about later?" he asked.  "Do you want to get together before

supper?"



"Okay," she said, then turned and ran to her house.



He rushed home as well, hoping to find Alice available to relieve his

urgent sexual need.





* * *





He was in luck.  Alice was naked and ready to take a shower.  As she

leaned over the bed he came up behind her and put his arms around her

body to fondle the pert tits.



"Not again!" she objected.  "It's only early afternoon and we've already

fucked, then I gave you a blow job.  What's your problem?"  She turned

to face him.



"I'm a growing boy who can't get enough.  Cindy and I got it on a while

ago, but she came off and I didn't."



"You brought off that little girl?"



"With my fingers.  I think she's sitting in her room right now deciding

if she wants to do more with me."



"She's only eleven, for Christ's sake!"



"And I'm only twelve."



"You're not twelve, Billy.  You're weird.  I've never met anyone like

you.  I've known adult guys who are a lot less savvy about sex."



"I'd like to fuck your ass," he said, pulling her to him and kneading

her butt cheeks.



She laughed.  "Oh, my god!  What next?"



"You've never done it?"



"Of course I have, and I enjoyed it a couple of times with a teenager

whose cock was larger than yours."



"You'll enjoy it with me, Alice.  I promise."



She kissed his forehead.  "Sure, Billy.  I believe it.  Why can't I

resist you?"



He did not respond, but quickly shed his clothes.  She gazed at his

naked beauty, the cock jutting forth from a groin that possessed just a

few hairs.



"I'd rather suck you," she said, taking the cock in hand.



"No," he replied.  "I want to fuck your ass.  You have a perky butt and

lovely thighs."



"Billy!  Where did you learn to talk like that?  That's the way a

grown-up speaks."



"Do you have some Vaseline?"



"And also a one track mind!  Sure, you'll find a jar in the bathroom

cabinet.



He went into the bathroom after she laid upon the bed face down, her

legs spread apart, awaiting him.  He quickly returned, slimmed his cock

with the grease, then lowered his body atop her.



"Diddle yourself while I do it," he said.



"I know, I know," she responded and placed an arm beneath her.



He positioned his cock between the butt cheeks and pressed forward,

penetrating her anal canal with the knob.  She gasped, but did not

otherwise protest.  He inserted more of his pole until his abdomen met

her flesh.  After reaching beneath her to cup two soft tits with his

hands he began to fuck in languid strokes.



"Are you all right?" he asked.



"It feels good," she replied.



He was very conscious of his thighs rubbing hers, the soft butt cheeks

beneath him, the tight pressure on his cock inside her.  He quickly

reached the point of climax and began to ram her in long, hard strokes.



"Oh, god!" she cried, diddling herself to orgasm before he began to

spew.



He shouted out in euphoria when he came, pressing hard against her soft

buttocks,  sucking her neck.  Then he lay heavily upon her, cock

shriveling in her ass.



"Get off!" she demanded, and he complied.



They then lay next to each other, he with a hand on a lovely tit.



"I can't imagine what you'll want next," she said, kissing his nose.



"I need some rubbers, in case Cindy decides to go all the way."



"She's too young to get pregnant, for Christ's sake!"



"It's better to be safe, Alice.  You can never tell."



"I give you everything you want, Billy!  Why are you chasing after a

skinny kid?"



"She's not at all skinny, and I want to fuck everything in sight.

You'll have to get used to it."



"I could toss you out!"



"I'm in foster care with you, Alice. You can't do that without a cause,

and fucking me is not one of them."



"Are you threatening me, Billy?"



"It's a fact that I'm twelve and you're twenty three."



"You aren't twelve!  You're a monster!"



"Whatever.  Do you have some rubbers?  Cindy and I are going back to the

field in a little while."





* * *





He waited for her on the sidewalk, and when she rushed toward him with

excitement brightening her face, he knew that she had decided to explore

sex further, if not all the way.  She was so cute and fresh, not bitchy

like Alice.  For her, sex was something completely new, and she was

obviously eager to experiment.



"I have to be back in two hours," she said, taking his hand, seemingly

breathless.



"Let's go!" he exclaimed, pulling her forward.



But they had to wait for a break in traffic, before rushing across the

road to plunge into the wild field with its high weeds.  They hurried to

the place they had been before, where the weeds were already crushed

down.  They fell to the ground, rolled around in an embrace and kissed

sloppily.



"I want to take your clothes off," he announced.



"Okay," she responded without hesitation, as though she had already

decided on that.



She raised her arms for him to remove the T-shirt.  Her tits were little

more than swollen nipples on small cones of flesh.  He was able to

encircle one with his lips.  She sighed while fondling his head,

reclining to the fragrant ground with him following, not losing contact

with her flesh.



He found her scant breasts more appealing than Alice's.  They were

fresher, never before kissed.  He sucked each in turn before tugging off

her shorts, then the panties.  Her pussy was entirely bare, lacking even

pin hairs.  The clit hood protruded dramatically.   He knelt above her,

undoing his belt, gazing at her lovely, well fleshed thighs and the

delicious crack between them.  His cock popped free, at the sight of

which she began to giggle in delight.



"I've never seen one before!" she exclaimed.



"This is how guys pleasure themselves," he said, pumping his cock.



"I do it this way," she responded, rubbing a middle finger through her

pussy lips.



They slowly masturbated while staring into each other's eyes, hers

excited and eager, his more calculating.  He paused to strip himself

completely nude, then laid beside her, pulling her into a willing

embrace to resume kissing.



She sighed.  "This is so nice.   Nicer than I imagined."



"It gets better," he said before kissing down her body, lingering to

tongue the belly button, then licking to her exquisite, young thighs.



"Billy!" she exclaimed when he suddenly sucked on her protuberant clit

hood.



She groaned, twisted her body and raised a knee.  She bit the edge of

one hand while caressing his head with the other.  He nibbled, sucked

and licked, causing her to emit whiny gasps and moans until a spasm

shook her body and she went rigid, pressing up at his mouth.



He raised his head to look at her flushed face, the eyes wide in wonder,

lips parted.  He straddled her chest then rubbed his cock across those

lips from cheek to cheek.  Without bidding she opened her mouth to

engulf the bulbous knob.



"Suck it," he urged her, and she did.



He fucked her sucking mouth, their eyes riveted on each other's.  After

a short while he felt a tingle in the head of his cock then spewed his

fourth come of the day, not enough to choke her.  She quickly turned her

head aside and spat.



"What was that?" she asked with a frown and spat again.



"Don't you know that guys shoot their stuff?"



"I've never thought about it."



"What about the taste?"



"It's not too bad.  At first I thought it was pee."



"What we just did is called oral sex.  I lick on you and you suck me off

in return."



"I liked the licking, Billy.  It was awesome!"



"How about the sucking?"



She toyed with his wilted cock, rubbed it across her lips then took it

into her mouth once more.



"I won't shoot again for a while," he said.  "Guys can't come over and

over like girls do."



The cock grew in her mouth before she released it.  He gazed at her

girlish face that still appeared innocent to anyone but him.  He got off

to lie beside her, and they kissed passionately in a tight embrace.



"Lick me again, please," she murmured against his neck.



He did so after slavering an inner thigh.  Her response was much as

before, except this time she uttered a sharp cry at climax.  He raised

himself between her knees, kissed her as he positioned his cock, then

thrust forcefully, ripping into the virgin passage.



"Ow!" she cried.



He penetrated her fully as he gazed at the distraught face beneath him

that was on the verge of tears.  He stroked in and out a couple of

times, relishing the tightness on his cock.



"Please get off!" she exclaimed, weeping.



He did so to lie beside her again and take her into his arms.



"Why did you do that?" she complained.  "We were having so much fun."



"Didn't you expect it?  Weren't you thinking about it?"



"I hadn't made up my mind, Billy.  Now you've gone and done it.  It

really hurt."



"It won't hurt the next time."



"I don't know about a next time.  I could get knocked up."



"I have some rubbers.  After your cut heals you'll enjoy fucking, I

promise."



She clung to him and they kissed some more.  "Lick me again," she

whispered.





* * *





After he parted from Cindy on the sidewalk near her house, he admired

her figure from behind as she climbed the stairs. They had agreed to

meet the next morning for another bout of oral sex, after which she

promised to introduce him to her friends, several boys and girls their

own age.He looked forward to meeting the girls.



He found Alice in the backyard hanging a sheet on a line.  She was

barefoot and clad in skimpy shorts and a halter.  Despite his numerous

climaxes that day the sight of her lovely flesh caused his cock to rise.



"Where've you been?" she asked after removing a clothes pin from her

mouth.



"In the field.  I just fucked Cindy."



She gaped at him.  "What's wrong with you, Billy?  What is this

preoccupation with sex that seems to dominate you?  Now you've gone and

ruined a young girl."



"She doesn't feel ruined, Alice, just a little sore.  You'll taste her

on my cock if you suck it."



Alice laughed.  "I've tasted girls before -- lots of them -- but never

second hand."



"Then this will be a first for you."



He pushed down his shorts to release a hard cock.  She grinned, looked

cautiously around then knelt before him and took the cock into her

mouth.  She sucked greedily, relishing the novel taste of real boy and

residual girl.



"Paul!" a voice exclaimed.  "It is you!"



They jerked their heads around to see a woman walking up the driveway.

Alice fell back on extended arms, mortified at being caught so

flagrantly with such a young boy.  Bill's memory suddenly returned at

the sight of his Aunt Margaret.



The woman came up to them.  Alice lay on the ground with hands on face,

while Bill stood above her with hard cock exposed.



"My name is Margaret," the woman announced, "Paul's aunt.  I take it you

are Alice from the hospital."



Alice peered at the woman through her fingers.  Bill calmly pulled up

his shorts after giving his cock a couple of pumps.



"Don't be upset," Margaret said to Alice.  "I know about this boy and

his way with females.  Get up.  We need to talk."



Alice rose to her feet, relieved somewhat by the stranger's words, but

still embarrassed.



"His name is Paul?" she asked.  "I've been calling him Bill.  Yes.  We

do need to talk about him.  Come into the house."  She turned to Paul,

aka Bill.  "Stay out here.  I can't discuss anything serious with you

around."



Paul shrugged and watched the two women go into the house.  He waited a

minute then dashed to the open window of his bedroom and climbed

through.  His door was cracked allowing him to eavesdrop.



" ... Sexually precious," Margaret said.  "I'm sure you are aware of

that.  You have, ah, obviously learned of it first hand.  I have too."



"He's irresistible, and it's not just his physical  beauty," Alice

remarked.  "There is some strange quality about him that causes me to

lose my better judgment.  I overlook the fact that he's still a child

and feel a yearning lust for his body.  Then in bed..."



"I know exactly what you mean, Alice.  It was the same way with me.  But

there's more to it than his beauty and his natural appeal, which I have

encountered in a couple other males.  His skill as a lover is an

acquired talent.  You see, from age seven he was raised in a whore

house, a very up-scale bordello."



Nancy gasped.



"I'll explain," Margaret continued.  "His mother, my sister, was a

prostitute, a high priced one.  The boy lived with her in that bawdy

house and he quickly became the darling of all the girls there.  He

was introduced to sex years before he could squirt, and he developed

a rather blase attitude about it.  When his mother was killed in an

auto accident, I took him."



"How long," Alice asked, "before, ah, ..."



"The very first night.  After my girls were asleep I went to his room

and climbed into bed with him.You can imagine my surprise -- and

delight."



"Yes, I can.  You say you have girls?"



"Three of them, ages twelve, eleven and nine.   Before a week passed

he had taken the virginity of each of them."



"Even the nine year old?"



"Yes.  In the middle of the night I heard her cry out and went to her

room to investigate.He was on top of her pounding away.  I became

furious, of course, especially because my little one was crying in

pain.  I dragged him into the hall and threw him down the stairs.  He

ran out of the house naked.  The police found him sometime later in

the park.  The fall must have caused the amnesia."



"What do we do now?" Alice asked.



"That's up to you, dear.  He's not coming back to my house.  If you

want him, I'll arrange for you to get legal guardianship.



"Would you, please!  I'm like an addict regarding him."



"You'll have to share him, you know.  He's very intelligent and he

understands quite well how to exploit his, ah, talents."



"Yes, I realize that.  He's already after a neighbor girl.I gave him

some condoms."



"That's wise of you."



Paul removed his clothes, opened the door and walked into the room.



"Want to do it three way?" he asked the startled women.



The elder woman took a hand of the younger in hers and smiled at the

beautiful, naked boy.  Alice squeezed Margaret's hand, her eyes wide in

excitement.



Margaret kissed Alice briefly.  "Have you ever eaten out another woman

while being fucked?" she asked.  "We'll trade off."





END



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