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Subject: What is this called. Is there a name for it?
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I'd really like some feedback on this. It is a disturbing and
involves a sexual practice that I do not know the name of.
What do you call this fantasy? It started out as a young man's
typical desire for an elegant "older woman" and turned into
something else when he meets the couple. Like many young men he
quickly discovered that most "older women" are not interested in
post adolescent males. He also learned that these women have lives,
and sometimes even a husband and kids. Unlike most young men he did
not give up and his fantasy gradually became his dream. He knew he was
very attractive and could almost have his choice of girls his own age,
but his desire for a more mature woman was overpowering.
He was 23 years old and determined to make his dream a reality.
He placed a personals ad "Boy Toy seeks Dragon Lady" and got no
response for the first two weeks, but on the 3rd week a lady with a
sexy voice left him a message. He called her and they exchanged
pleasantries. Her name was Caroline and the two of them agreed to
meet for lunch. He got to the restaurant first and the sight of her
when she walked in the door made his heart stop. She was the most drop
dead gorgeous, elegant, classy, lady he had ever seen. They got a
booth in a quiet corner. He did not know how to begin the
conversation, but she started first. "You should know upfront that
I am married" she informed him, and then continued "but my husband
and I have an open marriage. We can each see other people on
occasion. I am not in any way promiscuous, and I am not inclined to
jump into bed with someone right away." The boy replied, "I
would not have thought so anyway."
"So... why are you interested in 'older women' anyway?" she
asked. He responded, "Well... You probably think it's just about
sex, but it is a lot more than that. I just don't find girls my own
age interesting to talk to or exciting. I think a lot of them are
cute, but none of them are beautiful the way you are." She burst
out laughing and said, " Perhaps you just need to give it time."
After a few seconds pause she continued, "I don't like to be
thought of as 'older' and certainly not as a 'dragon lady'.
I almost didn't respond to your ad."
The boy confessed, "You were the only one that did."
"What did you mean when you said you wanted to be a 'boy toy?'"
"I guess... uh. Just that I would really like to please a woman."
"Please a woman in what way? Do you want to bring her flowers and
write poetry to her?"
"I could do that I guess. But I really dream of passionate... uh ya
know... with a more uh 'mature woman."
"Passionate what?"
"Cunnilingus-it could be so warm and wonderful. Some days it's
all I day dream about" he confessed in a whisper.
She burst out laughing once again and the young man's face reddened
in embarrassment.
"Well! At least you gave me a specific answer." She stated flatly.
"That could be very nice... assuming of course that you know what
you are doing. "Perhaps you would like to know what my idea of a
"boy toy" would be?"
The question hung in the air for a moment before the young man realized
that she was waiting for his response. Finally he blurted, "Yes.
Please tell me."
She reached for his hand and said, "I'd like a handsome, dignified
young man who behaves like a true gentleman. He must be very
respectful of me and... (She lowered her voice to just above a
whisper) do anything I want. Anything." She paused and then
continued, "As I've told you I am a married woman and I love my
husband so any relationship I engage in must meet with his approval.
My husband... is very fond of (and she lowered her voice once more)
anal sex, but I do not much care to be on the receiving end if you know
what I mean."
Once more the boy sat in semi-stunned silence before stammering,
"I've never tried that, uh, I guess if you really want me to I
could do that with you."
"No sweetie," she laughed, "Not with me-with my husband."
"Oh" he replied and then as realization dawned, "Uh, oh shit!
Err sorry. I mean, I'm not gay if that's what you were thinking.
I can't take my eyes off of you, but I don't do that sort of
thing."
She started to gather her things from the table and said, "Well...
Why don't you think it over and give me a call sometime. I really
do think you are very nice and attractive. We could probably have a
good time together." She laughed and said, "Maybe we could go to
a movie sometime."
He replied, "OK. I'll give you a call later." She walked out
of the restaurant.
The young man remained seated in the booth for nearly an hour. He
could not make sense of what she was asking him. Did she want him to
be her lover or not? Was she just looking for a buddy to go to the
movies with? The whole situation was absurd. His greatest fear was
that she did not want him at all. Maybe she was only looking for some
kind of lover boy for her husband. That's sick! he thought, and
pushed the idea out of his mind. After all she was the one who
responded to his ad and not her husband.
A waitress finally tired of watching him stare into the distance, so he
left the restaurant.
He wandered aimlessly in his car for the rest of the afternoon. He
felt feverish and tense. He could not get Caroline out of his mind.
He could not wait to see her again so he called her the very next day.
Just as she had suggested (was she joking?) he asked her out to a
movie. They met at the theatre next to the mall. The film was
"Jerry Maguire" starring Tom Cruise. He was uncomfortable during
the show. Should he hold her hand? Should he sit closer to her? He
sat like a lump in his seat and watched the film while Caroline sat
next to him. After the show was over they walked into that mall.
She asked, "So... What shall we do now? Would you like to go back
to my place?" He hesitated and then said "sure". She jotted
down an address on a slip of paper and told him that he could follow
her car. He did as she suggested and after 15 minutes or so they
arrived at a stylish two-story house. Caroline unlocked the door and
took her shoes off as she went inside. He did the same. They went
into her living room together. "This is the 'dragon lady's
lair" she said and smiled at the silliness of it. It seemed that no
one else was around. She offered him a drink and he accepted a glass
of water gratefully.
They sat together on her leather couch and he put his arm over her on
the top of the couch. She moved closer to him, but did not say
anything. She seemed to be waiting for him to say something. At
last he said, "I guess I'm still not clear on what you expect of
me, but it has been really good being with you tonight."
She leaned close to him and said, "Let's see how you are at 'boy
toy.'" And then she kissed him as her left hand went behind his
head. Her kiss was soft at first and then she kissed him
hungrily-her tongue exploring his mouth. She thought to herself
he's so sweet. He even tastes sweet, and so innocent. He was
still off balance, but he kissed her back as best he could. Their
mouths parted and she kissed his neck and chest. She fingered the
buttons of his shirt, but did not undo them.
"My bedroom is back here," she said and they went together hand in
hand. She led him to her bed and they kissed for quite some time.
She undid the buttons of his shirt, kissing his chest and teasing his
nipples. He was still tense as hell because in his experience girls
were not very aggressive sexually. He helped her off with her blouse
then and kissed the full softness of her breasts through her lacy bra.
He felt the soft weight of them as she reached behind herself and
undid the catches. She was breathtakingly beautiful. He stood up
and took off his trousers and underpants. He was standing nude next
to the bed when she sat up on the edge of the bed closest to him.
"Kneel for me," she commanded softly and he knelt in front of her.
He knelt between her legs and she leaned slightly forward to kiss
him. She removed her skirt and then leaned forward to kiss him again.
Her full soft breasts were swaying and brushing against his muscular
chest. She took his head in her hands and guided him lower, so he
knelt lower for her kissing her softly as he went down. She guided his
face between her legs and commanded him, "go slow now."
She was still wearing her panties and he kissed her pubic mound well
above her vulva. He kissed her inner things and enjoyed the warmth of
her. She was soaking wet and her musky scent was heavy. She had
obviously been aroused for a little while. He was finally starting to
relax a little bit. He had a bit of experience with kissing women to
climax because a lot of the girls he had dated did not want to "go
all the way." For some reason these same girls did not mind having
cunnilingus so he had learned a bit about it. He did not consider
himself an expert, but he knew more than most guys.
He pressed his face to her warmth allowing her to feel the simple
pleasure of warm pressure against her pubic bone. He very gently
traced his tongue over her outer labia through the sheer fabric of her
moist panties. Finally Caroline could not wait any longer and she
pushed him back and pulled her panties off. She took his hands and
then his head and drew his kiss back to the valley of pleasure.
"Worship Me," she said, but he was already doing just that. Now he
softly traced her outer labia with his tongue several more times and
then parted it with his mouth. His lips found the firm button of her
clitoris, but he avoided direct contact with it. He licked her inner
labia and gently suckled only the outer part of her vaginal opening as
he brought his mouth more fully into contact with her delicious warmth.
His upper lip was softly stimulating the underside of her clitoris at
the same time, and Caroline allowed herself to relax fully into the
loving kiss of her boy lover. She leaned back on the bed and parted
her legs wider. He rose slightly on his knees, but never let his kiss
leave the warmth of his mistress. He finally brought his kiss to bear
on her clitoris, gently suckling under and beside it, but never
directly over the top of it where experience had taught him it could be
painful for a woman. Caroline was fucking his face passionately by
now. There was no other word for what the sexy older woman was doing
as she writhed on the bed and pulled his head into even closer contact
with her. She was moaning deeply, and then she nearly came off the
bed as she bucked her hips upward and climaxed against his soft kisses.
He was nearly insane with excitement and he almost passed out before he
remembered to breathe. As her shuddering climax eased he resumed
kissing her more gently and softly and continued the soft tracing of
her most delicate and intimate places with his tongue. Caroline
wanted it to go on for hours, but she knew that she had a duty to
perform. She sat up with some difficulty and then moved up on to the
bed. "Get in bed with me sweetheart" she stated and he joined her
as they cuddled side by side. She turned over on her back and parted
her legs allowing him to poise over her. He entered her slowly and
nearly came before he was even fully inside. She was incredibly hot
and the sensation of her heat along the full length of his throbbing
erection was almost more than he could stand. I must not fail her! He
thought. "Hold onto the headboard and look at me honey" she
commanded and he looked down at her beautiful face. She took hold of
his head by the hair and instructed, "No matter what happens just
keep looking at me. I want you to focus on me completely. You will
do anything I want."
Still looking intently into the boy's eyes she said, "Come on in
John."
A man entered the room-presumably from the closet and the boy felt
the bed sag with his weight as he climbed onto the bed. The boy was
starting to panic. The situation was both exciting and alarming.
Without thinking he had begun to stoke and pulse Caroline's lovely
body fucking her slowly and deeply. It was the moment he had dreamt
of for so long and now it was getting out of control. She still had
hold of his head by the hair, and then she told him to hold on to the
headboard. He grasped the rails of the headboard and once more she
told him not to look away from her. "It needs to be done this
way." She said. "Give yourself to me completely." "Look
only at me". She released her grip on his head and true to her
wishes he kept his focus on her lovely face. She moved her hands to
the cheeks of his buttocks and parted them with her hands. She
said, "You are so young and innocent... so beautiful. Your body is
firm and perfect, yet you are as tender as a virgin. Make a gift of
your body for me. This was meant to be. Accept it."
She pulled his cheeks further apart, and the boy felt weight shift on
the mattress behind him. Part of him was screaming RUN! but another
part was telling him not to fail this woman. He wanted to look behind
him, but he did not dare to disappoint her and he was afraid of what he
might see. He felt a hand reach between his cheeks roughly and then
felt pressure against his anus. Was it a thumb? The next thing he
felt was a bolt of pure pain as his anus was penetrated. Caroline
moaned with pleasure when she saw the look of fear and pain on his
face. Weight shifted on the mattress, and whatever had penetrated him
was slowly withdrawn. Oh god! The boy thought. That was only her
husband's finger! Rough, strong hands grasped the boy by the hips
as Caroline's husband positioned his erection to enter his young
victim. He then did so without hesitation before the boy could think
of resisting. The boy grunted as he was violated and a high keening
sound escaped his lips involuntarily. The husband's erection had
pressed into him a good 4 inches and he was now withdrawing it a tiny
bit and then pressing it home again. The husband expertly fucked him
and worked his erection a tiny bit deeper into the boy's tender anus
with each small stroke. He relentlessly fucked the boy, heedless of
the boy's pain and showing no sign of mercy. The woman's face was
glowing with near ecstasy. The boy's pain had excited her. "Oh
God!" The boy cried out, but she corrected him "Goddess!" She
cried and then said, "You offer yourself to me this way. I will be
your goddess and you will worship me. Offer yourself to me
completely. Accept the pain and focus only on me!" The boy was
still looking at her as told and the enraptured look on her face was
keeping him at an incredible state of arousal. The words that she had
chosen excited him beyond belief because he truly did want to worship
her and belong to her. His suffering was growing as the rape
progressed. The pain was like nothing he had ever experienced. It was
like being kicked in the testicles, but the pain just went on and on.
His guts were clenched inside at the intrusion and every stroke the
bastard made drove the breath out of him.
The woman was getting close to orgasm now and she prepared for the
final assault. She pulled her young lover's buttocks apart as hard
as she could digging her nails into his tender flesh. She clenched the
boy firmly and his buttocks tore slightly with the force of her grip.
She screamed to her husband, "Fuck him John! Fuck him as hard and
deep as you can! Sacrifice him to me!" John complied and drove
buried his erection to the hilt. Caroline's grip allowed him to
penetrate incredibly deep. He then rapidly fucked the boy with his
full length using all of his weight to finish each agonizing stroke!
The boy screamed and continued keening as the rape continued and veins
inside him started to rupture. Caroline climaxed with a scream of
pure, shuddering joy and the look on her face combined with the
sensation caused the boy to climax as well. He came as long and as
much inside his goddess as he had ever climaxed in his life. John
finished with one final brutal thrust and ejaculated his semen into the
boy. When he finished John withdrew slowly and left the room without
a word.
The boy rolled off of Caroline and curled into a semi-fetal position.
He hugged himself and moaned with the continuing pain. Caroline
curled her soft and perfect body around him and comforted him with
gentle kisses on his shoulders and hair. "I'm sorry it hurt baby,
but this is really the only way. If you really want to be my boy toy
you need to accept that there is a price to be paid." She
continued to caress and comfort her young lover and added, "Now that
the sacrifice has been made we can be together sometimes-just the two
of us."
The boy was lost in a world of pain and confusion. He was spent from
the force of his ejaculation and exhausted as well. In spite of the
awful rape he still wanted to be Caroline's lover.
So. Is there a name for this? I mean sandwiching someone between a
man and woman and penetrating them. Are there any couple out there
that practice this kind of sexuality?