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³Miss Rene and Tommy³PART ONE (F/m;teen;cons;m-solo;f-solo)

by Schulzie

Rene DeLong heard the bicycle rattling down the road in front of her 
house. She jumped out of her easy chair and raced to the window to peep 
through the blinds. There, peddling down the street toward the house 
directly across the street from her own, was Tommy Avera. Just barely 
thirteen years old, Tommy was returning from his paper route, a job he 
had just begun a few weeks earlier. In spite of his young age, he was 
physically well-developed. He was 5 feet, ten inches tall with sandy 
blond hair, and broad shoulders. Like many teenagers, Tommy was all arms 
and legs which suggested an awkwardness about him. When Rene saw Tommy 
jump off his bike in the driveway, she reached down to the crotch of her 
tight jeans and rubbed her clit through the fabric. The young boy turned 
her on like no male had ever turned her on before. The fact that he was 
young and awkward did not matter to her. What attracted her to Tommy was 
her knowledge that this young teen was well hung. She had seen his cock, 
and simply could not believe it was attached to such a young man.

Just a few months ago, Rene had moved into her new house with her two 
young daughters. She had just divorced her husband after a miserable 
eight-year marriage. She had finally caught him in the act, screwing his 
secretary on the floor of their living room. She had come home early 
from work and entered their house quietly, curious about why his car was 
in the driveway so early in the day. She had suspected for quite some 
time that he was fooling around on her. Even so, she was not prepared 
for the sight she beheld when she opened the front door. There on the 
plush carpet in front of the fireplace was Larry, humping and pumping, 
his cock buried in the cunt of his brunette secretary who laid beneath 
him with her legs up around him, her heels pushing his ass forward 
forcing him to fuck her
deeper. Rene's timing was awful. At just the exact moment she walked in, 
Larry was in the throes of an orgasm, grunting and moaning as his 
piston-like cock spewed its load into the waiting pussy of the 
22-year-old bimbo below him.

"Yes, fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, God, give it to me," Rene heard the young 
woman scream as Larry shot his wad deep into her tight hole. Rene stood 
there in shock. In her heart, she was not surprised to learn that all 
her suspicions about her husband's infidelity were true. She just didn't 
dream that she would learn the truth this way. There he was, plowing 
away, thrust after thrust into his secretary's pussy as she writhed 
beneath him on the living room floor.

It was the young girl who first became aware of Rene's presence. She 
looked up to see her lover's wife staring in disbelief as the woman's 
husband came inside her. She began to pound on his back. "Larry! Your 
wife!"

Larry turned his head to see Rene looming over them. "Oh, shit!" he 
cursed, lifting himself up off of his secretary, his cock still 
squirting cum onto the secretary's pubic hair and the carpet beneath 
her.

Rene wasted no time. She grabbed the heavy ashtray that sat on the 
coffee table and lobbed it at him, catching him square in his nuts. 
Disabled by the blow to his testicles, Larry doubled over in pain, 
breathless. Then Rene turned to the young secretary, screaming, "Get out 
of my house, you slut! Get your fucking clothes, and get out of here. 
Whore!" Rene didn't wait for the dumbfounded girl to get dressed. She 
grabbed her by the arm, yanking her to the front door, pushing her out 
naked. Only as an afterthought did she scoop up the clothes she left 
behind and threw them out the door at the nude woman standing out front, 
her body exposed to anyone who might be passing by.

Rene turned her attention to her cheating husband who was still unable 
to do more than lie there in front of her, incapacitated by the impact 
of the ashtray that struck his balls.

"Goddam you, you son-of-a-bitch!" Rene screamed at him, kicking his ass. 
"Isn't it bad enough you're screwing around on me. Why did you have to 
bring that little bitch here to screw her?" She was relentless, kicking 
him over and over, continuing to yell at him. "Where do you get off 
fucking that little tramp in our living room? You're gonna pay for 
this!" And with that, she grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, turning 
his head toward the semen he had shot on the carpet, and pushed his face 
down into the goo. "Eat this!"

Larry did pay for his foolish indiscretions. The divorce settlement cost 
him nearly everything he had. Though Rene got custody of the girls and 
was awarded the house, she no longer cared to remain there. Every time 
she entered the house, all she could picture was the scene she had 
walked in on the day she had caught him in the act. She made 
arrangements to sell the house and moved into a new house in a new 
neighborhood with new neighbors. And there was one neighbor she really 
wanted to get to know very well - Tommy Avera.

On the Saturday after she had just finished moving in, Rene decided to 
introduce herself to some of her neighbors. She took her daughters, 
Laura and Claire, to meet the people living nearby. Rene was hopeful 
that some of her neighbors might have children about the same age as her 
girls. Laura was 6 years old, Claire had just turned 4. Neither of the 
neighbors living next door were at home when she knocked on their doors, 
so with kids in either hand, she ambled on across the street. Knocking 
on the door of the house across the street, she admired the well-kept 
lawn and shrubbery that surrounded her neighbor's home. Within a few 
seconds, a woman in her 30's opened the door.

"Hello," said the woman, "may I help you?"

"Hi," said Rene. "I'm Rene DeLong. I'm your new neighbor from across the 
street. I just came over to introduce myself."

"Oh, hi. I'm Ruth Avera. So you're living in the old Watson couple's 
house. Come on in."

Rene and the girls walked in the Avera home. "These are my girls. This 
is Laura and this is Claire. Say `hi' to Mrs. Avera."

"You girls can call me Miss Ruth, okay? My, but you are both so pretty!"

Ruth led the threesome into the kitchen. "Have a seat. I was just 
getting ready to pour myself a cup of coffee. Care for some?" Ruth asked 
Rene.

"I'd love some," answered Rene.

"How about the girls? I've got some Coke."

"Okay. But just a little bit."

For the next half-hour or so, the two women sat at the kitchen table, 
chatting about the neighborhood as Ruth told Rene about the other 
neighbors, sharing all the gossip she knew. After awhile, they began to 
talk about themselves. It turned out that, like Rene, Ruth was also 
divorced, starting over again after a marriage that had managed to last 
almost 16 years. As they talked, Rene looked about the kitchen, admiring 
how nicely the room was decorated.

"I love the way your house looks.  Such warm colors."

"Thank you," said Ruth. "I'm pleased with how it's all turned out. It 
was a lot of work, but it was worth it. Say, would you like to look at 
the rest of the house?"

"I'd love to," replied Rene. "Now you girls behave yourself down here 
while Mommy looks at the rest of Miss Ruth's house."

"If it's alright with you," said Ruth, "the girls can play out back. The 
yard is fenced in, and there's a swing set out there. It's been there 
since Tommy was little."

"Okay, " said Rene. "You girls have fun."

As the girls headed out the back door, Ruth gave Rene a tour of the 
house. They surveyed the living room and the den before heading 
upstairs. Ruth showed Rene her bedroom, and the two women discussed 
where she had bought the furnishings.

"Now down the hall is Tommy's room. I don't think you want to see that. 
You know teenagers. I'd hate to think how messy it is."

"I understand. My brothers were real pigs when they were teenagers. 
Probably still are." The women laughed.

"Do you mind if I use your bathroom while we're up here?" asked Rene.

"No, not at all. It's down the hall right past Tommy's room. I'll meet 
you downstairs," said Ruth.

Rene stepped into the bathroom, slipping her jeans and panties down as 
she sat on the toilet to relieve herself. She liked Ruth and felt very 
comfortable in the Avera house. Rene finished peeing, wiped herself and 
began pulling her pants and undies back up over her hips as she flushed 
the toilet. After washing and drying her hands, she stepped out into the 
hall to head back down the stairs. It was at that moment that she heard 
a sound that seemed to come from the room that Ruth had indicated was 
her son's bedroom. It sounded to Rene like a bedspring squeaking and 
very heavy labored breathing. Without thinking, curiosity got the best 
of her. She walked quietly toward the door and noticed that the door was 
open just a crack. She put her head close to the door, squinted, and 
looked through the door that was slightly ajar.

She nearly gasped at what she saw. There was a young man lying in the 
bed right next to the door. The head of the bed was against the wall 
nearest to the door and from her angle she could not see the young man's 
face or chest. But she could see that he was totally naked below. And 
she could see that the young man's hand was stroking his cock. It was an 
enormous cock, at least eight inches in length. But the length was not 
what impressed Rene the most; it was the thickness of his cock that Rene 
could not believe. It seemed to be as thick as her wrist.

"Jesus!," she whispered to herself as she watched the young man's hand 
gripped tightly around the thick organ, stroking it with wild abandon. 
He seemed completely oblivious to everything else but the sensations he 
was administering to his engorged dick. When he lifted his hips off the 
bed, Rene knew he was getting ready to come. She watched in fascination. 
In spite of growing up with two brothers and having been married, she 
had never in her entire life watched a man masturbate. Part of her felt 
that she shouldn't be watching such an intimate act, that she should 
walk away and let him finish himself off with some privacy. Yet, another 
part of her could not look away. She wanted to see that moment when his 
semen would shoot out of the end of his cock.

She didn't have to wait long. Within a few seconds, she saw his hand 
moving rapidly up and down the long, thick shaft. His breathing got 
heavier and heavier as his hips began bucking. The head of his erect 
cock grew and then it happened. Up in the air from the head of his cock 
flew a stream of white, creamy cum, arcing towards the young man's upper 
torso out of her sight. The orgasm that overtook him must have felt 
delightful, she reasoned, as she heard him moan with pleasure and grunt 
at the moment he came. Then she saw another white streak, then another, 
both landing on his chest and stomach. A few more lesser shots sprang 
from his pulsating dick until finally, with one last grunt, the young 
man slowed his hand down to a stop and he collapsed on the bed, sighing 
contentedly.

Rene was astounded. It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. The 
sight of a man shooting his load in passionate solitude turned her on 
more than she ever dreamed it could. The fact that the load of cum 
leaped out of such a huge penis made the sight even more exciting. She 
watched, mesmerized, as the huge organ began to slowly shrink, resting 
upon the young man's belly.

Reality hit Rene. She shouldn't be watching this, she realized. Quietly, 
she walked away from the door toward the stairs and headed back down to 
rejoin Ruth in the kitchen. Before she walked in the kitchen, Rene 
stopped to compose herself. She knew she was breathing a bit too 
heavily, and she could feel that her face was flushed. Taking a deep 
breath, Rene stepped into the kitchen and was glad to see that Ruth had 
her back turned away from her as she sat down at the table.

When Ruth finally turned around, she didn't seem to noticed that Rene 
was the least bit flustered. "So," said Ruth, "you like my house, huh?"

"Yes, it's very nice," Rene said, still thinking about the cock she had 
just seen explode upstairs. "I've got to be going soon. I promised the 
girls I'd take them to McDonald's for lunch. Let me call them back 
inside."

She got up from the chair, put the empty coffee cup in the sink, and 
went to the door to call the girls. In a few minutes, Ruth showed Rene 
and the girls to the door. The two women both realized they had each 
found a brand new friend, and agreed to do lunch the next day. As Rene 
turned to leave, she could hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Oh, wait," said Ruth. "Let me introduce you to my son. Tommy? Come 
here, please. I want you to meet our new neighbors."

Rene watched as Tommy came down the stairs. Oh my God, she thought, 
there he is. Tommy - the young man she had just watched bring himself to 
an orgasm upstairs only a few minutes ago - was standing right in front 
of her fully dressed this time. "Tommy, this is Miss Rene," said Ruth to 
her son.

"Hi, Tommy," said Rene, smiling at the young man.

"Hi," replied Tommy, shyly.

"And these are my daughter's, Laura and Claire."

Tommy and the girls exchanged smiles as Rene looked the young man over. 
He was good looking, she thought, examining his features. She couldn't 
help but take a glimpse at his crotch. Though he most surely was no 
longer erect, the bulge in his pants suggested that the boy was 
well-equipped, erection or not.

"Tommy's real anxious to begin his first job today," said Ruth. "He's 
got a paper route. He's trying to earn some money for his class trip 
this spring."

"Oh," said Rene, "your senior class trip?"

"No ma'am," replied Tommy, "I'm not in high school. I'm only in middle 
school."

Rene was shocked. Here was this tall, handsome, well-built young boy who 
had a man-sized cock. And he was only in middle school!

"Tommy's big for his age," said Ruth. "Just like his father was at that 
age."

"How old are you?" asked Rene.

"Twelve. But my birthday's next week."

Good Lord, Rene thought to herself. This kid isn't even thirteen yet, 
but he could easily pass for 17 or 18. I wonder how long it will take 
until the girls find out what he's carrying in those pants of his.

"Well, Tommy, if you are trying to earn some money, maybe I can help. 
Would you be interested in taking care of my lawn this summer? I can see 
how well-kept your lawn is; do you take care of it?"

"Yes, ma'am. My Dad's a landscaper. I`ve learned a lot from him.

"Tommy? Would you like to take care of Miss Rene's yard?" asked his 
mother.

Tommy looked puzzled. "Your husband won't mind, will he?" asked Tommy.

Rene grinned at the boy. "I'm not married, Tommy. I'm divorced."

"Oh. Okay.  I guess I can do it. How much are you paying?"

"Tommy?!" said Ruth, disapprovingly.

"That's okay, Ruth," said Rene. "Tommy's got good business sense, that's 
all. Tommy, I'll make sure you get paid fairly. Maybe we can talk about 
it tomorrow when I come over for lunch, okay?"

"Okay."

"Then I guess I'll see you tomorrow. Bye, Tommy. Bye, Ruth."

"Goodbye," said Ruth. "Bye, girls."

Tommy just waved at Rene and the girls as they walked away. Just before 
he closed the door, he saw Rene turn around to look at him. Their eyes 
met, and Tommy started to blush at the intense look she was giving him. 
God, she's pretty, he thought as he slowly closed the door.

Later that night, after she had given the girls their baths and tucked 
them into bed, Rene decided that what she needed was to relax from all 
the unpacking was a nice, warm bubblebath.

She began to fill the tub with hot water and poured some strawberry 
scented bubble bath into the tub. As the water flowed into the tub, Rene 
began to undress. She lifted her Hard Rock Cafe t-shirt up and over her 
head and dropped it on the floor near the bathroom door. She reached 
around behind her with both hands to unfasten her pink, satin bra and 
took it off, throwing it on top of the t-shirt.  She stopped for a 
minute, looking in the bathroom mirror to admire her breasts. She held 
them, lifting them up with her hands, as she stood there looking them 
over in the mirror.  When she was a teenager, she wished she had larger 
boobs like some of the other girls in school. Though her bust was only 
34 inches, she was pleased with how they finally turned out. They were 
firm breasts and she liked the way they curved underneath. She began to 
run her hands over her breasts, her fingers tweaking her nipples, 
causing them to stand hard and erect.  Slowly, she turned to inspect her 
profile in the mirror. She loved the way her nipples pointed upward from 
her breasts when they were erect. Her fingers began to run circles 
around the swollen tips, causing her nipples to stiffen even more.

Finally, Rene unbuttoned her jeans and slid them and her panties down, 
over her hips and down her legs. Stepping out of her jeans and undies, 
she again turned to the mirror to view herself in complete nudity. She 
was proud of her body. Standing just over 5 feet tall, her body was 
compact. Her silky, smooth skin covered a well-proportioned frame. 
Partially due to her metabolism, but mostly because she worked out at 
the gym at every opportunity, her stomach was flat and her abdominal 
muscles taut. This only served to give more accent to her buttocks. 
Several men she had known told her she had a "classic ass"; the curves 
gently rounding out where her butt met her legs.

Picking up her brush, Rene began running it through her medium length 
blonde hair. She was a natural blonde and had a blondish bush to prove 
it. She never considered herself a stereotypical dumb blonde. She had 
done well in college and was always surprised when some of the guys she 
dated in college treated her as though they expected her to be some 
air-headed bimbo. Many times she astounded some of her suitors by being 
able to engage in intelligent conversation. Sometimes she felt as though 
they were intimidated by her intellect. It was in college that she had 
met Larry, and he was one of the few that wasn't taken aback by her 
brains.

Damn that bastard, Rene thought to herself, as she pinned her hair up. 
It had been almost two years since they had split and she still was 
angry just thinking about him. Here she was, a mature, sexually-healthy 
woman of 29 years, and he was screwing around with some 22-year-old 
little bitch. Well, fuck him, she told herself. If he doesn't know a 
good thing when he has it, let him have his little secretary.

Ready for the bath, Rene turned off the water and stepped ever so 
gingerly into the hot water, her feet disappearing beneath the bubbles. 
Easing herself into the tub, she sighed as her muscles relaxed from the 
strain of all the unloading and unpacking from moving in. Leaning back 
against the end of the tub, she began to scoop up some of the bubbly 
water and poured it over her breasts. She closed her eyes and felt the 
warmth of the water running over her nipples as she continued applying 
the water again and again. Gently, almost sensually, she began to run 
her hands up and down her arms and her shoulders as she sank farther 
into the water. 

Her hands returned to breasts as she caressed herself. She began to 
think about her new life in a new neighborhood and decided she had made 
the right decision by moving to this community. She was also happy that 
she had established a new relationship with her neighbor across the 
street, Ruth. Then she remembered Tommy. God, what a hunk of a young man 
he is, she recalled. Rene grinned as she allowed the image of him 
stroking his cock to enter her head. Twelve years old! And he had a cock 
that even a fully-grown adult male would envy. She wondered if it was 
finished growing yet or if Tommy would be blessed with another inch or 
two before he reached adulthood. Either way, he was one lucky guy.

As she began to run her hands down to her stomach, Rene thought about 
the sight of him in his bedroom as she had peeked through the crack. She 
could still see very clearly in her mind his hand wrapped around his 
stiff cock, pleasuring himself, stroking it faster and faster until he 
released his semen up into the air and onto himself. She was fascinated 
by the sight of this young man-child masturbating and bringing himself 
to climax. In all her years, she had never seen a man's penis explode 
right out in the open like that. She thought it was terribly sexy to 
watch Tommy's hand rub up and down the length of his cock until he shot 
his load, being under the control of his own orgasm, giving in to the 
sensations that caused his cum to spray out from his orgasm.

What must his dick feel like, Rene wondered, as her hands began to rub 
her inner thighs. She had only known a few men that intimately to know 
what an erect cock felt like, but none of them had a penis that long and 
that thick.  She imagined herself trying to wrap her own little dainty 
fingers around the boy's monster organ, pumping it and jerking him off 
the same way he had done to himself earlier that day. Without realizing 
it, her fingers had left her thighs and began exploring her pussy lips 
as she pictured herself stroking Tommy's dick.

I wonder if he's still a virgin, she thought, as her fingers traced 
along the length of her slit. Surely he's too shy at his age to have 
gone all the way with one of the neighborhood girls, she realized. Does 
he realize how his huge cock measures up to the little dicks of the 
other boys? He must have compared himself in the boys' locker room after 
gym, she figured. No matter, whichever girl first discovers Tommy has 
such a magnificent tool in his pants will be one lucky girl.

Then Rene thought about it. If she were a teenager again, looking at her 
first dick, the size of Tommy's cock might scare the hell out of her. 
She recalled how when she gave her virginity after the senior prom to 
Jerry Cole, she was petrified at the size of his dick. And his was just 
an average 6 inches in length. Imagine if she were to have dated a guy 
with a huge dick like Tommy's; she would have been scared shitless at 
the sight of that giant trying to poke her virgin pussy.

As she thought about Tommy's "WonderDick" entering her pussy, her
fingers found her clit. It was erect and throbbing, sticking out from 
between her inner lips, begging to be touched. At first, she just ran 
the length of her right index finger along side of it, feeling the 
tingling sensation as she did. Then, with the tips of her index and 
middle fingers together, she began to concentrate on her clit more 
intensely. She began to rub her engorged nub in a circular motion, 
creating ripples of pleasure in her most sensitive area as her mind 
continued to wonder what it would be like to spread her legs wide to 
accept such a gigantic cock like Tommy's. She could only imagine the 
feeling of that huge dick entering her pussy, causing her pussy lips to 
stretch and open wide to accommodate its immense thickness. Would it 
hurt, she wondered? Though she was no virgin, she knew that her pussy 
was tiny and tight. Would all of that fit inside her small cunt?

Rene's left hand reached for the bar of soap resting on the dish of the 
tiled wall. She began to roll the soap around in her hand, figuring that 
the circumference of the soap was about the same as Tommy's cock, though 
not perfectly round. Jesus, she thought, that would be huge. Would it 
fit inside of her? As crazy as her excitement and curiosity was making 
her, she wanted to know what it might feel like to have something that 
thick inside her pussy. She had to find out.

She stopped frigging her clit, and used the fingers of her right hand to 
help spread her pussy lips open. She brought her left hand down, holding 
the soap, and angled it, lining it up with her open hole. Carefully, she 
began to push the bar of soap into the entrance of her womanhood. At 
first, it was easy-going, slipping in about an inch or so. But it would 
go no further. Rene began to roll the soap around inside her pussy. 
Between her own natural lubricant that was flowing freely and the 
slippery soap mixing with the warm water, she was able to push it in 
about another inch. Holy shit, she thought. What would it take to fit a 
huge dick in my pussy, she asked herself, wondering if such a thing was 
possible. She adjusted her position and found herself lying almost flat 
on the floor of the tub, the water rising to cover her chin. She lifted 
her legs up, spread them wide, and
brought them closer to her breasts, trying to open herself even more. 
Then she pushed on the soap again. A little at a time, she began to feel 
the soap slip in, filling her up as her vaginal walls began to close in 
around the soap, clutching it. Millimeter by millimeter, she eased the 
bar of soap in until, at last, her pussy had accepted the entire thing. 
Oh my God, she thought as she felt the soap inside her. She could feel 
her pussy lips stretched wide apart. Never in her life had she placed 
anything inside her except her own fingers or tampons. Even the few 
cocks that had known the inside of her pussy never filled her up like 
this.

Using the fingers of her left hand to hold the soap in place, Rene 
resumed the finger job on her clit. With her labia stretched to the 
limit, her clit now stood out like a miniature penis, easily accessible 
to the tips of her fingers. Slowly, then more quickly, she began to 
stroke her clit. Those ripples of pleasure she had felt before were 
turning into waves, sending chills throughout her body. As she rubbed 
her clitoris even faster, she pictured Tommy's stiff organ inside her 
instead of the soap. The soap merely filled her. But in her mind, 
Tommy's cock not only filled her; it was thrusting inside her, in and 
out, his cock in motion in her fantasy, as she quickened her fingers' 
movement on her clit.

"Yes, Tommy. Fuck me!", she whispered as she fingered her clit a little 
harder and a little faster in the tub. Her hips began to respond to the 
pending orgasm, thrusting up and down to meet the imaginary cock 
thrusting within her as she pictured that gorgeous boy pumping away on 
top of her. The motion of her hips was causing the water in the tub to 
splash up against her face, but she didn't care. She was too close to 
orgasm to stop now. Her body tensed, muscles tightened as she strained 
for that released she was craving. She reached up with her left hand and 
began pinching the nipple of her left breasts as she neared her climax. 
Her pussy muscles contracted causing the bar of soap to move slowly at 
first, then to shoot out of her vagina. The sensation of the soap as it 
slipped out of her cunt pushed her over the edge. Her orgasm hit fast 
and hard, causing her to slip down even more in the tub. As she 
continued to finger her clit, she struggled to keep her head above the 
water. "Oh, Jesus!" she cried out, as the intensity of the orgasm 
brought her to new heights of pleasure. It was all she could do to 
continue wiggling her fingers against her clit and keep her head above 
water. One time, her head slipped under. But she came up sputtering, 
calling out, "Don't stop, Tommy. Yes. Right there!" as she imagined the 
base of his thick cock rubbing up against her clit.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the bathroom door.

"Mommy? Are you all right?"

Oh, shit. It's Claire, Rene realized. Was I that loud? Did I wake her 
up?

"Yes, honey," Rene answered, pulling herself together. "Mommy's okay. I 
just got a cramp in my leg," she said, as she pulled herself upright in 
the tub.

The door opened slowly and in walked Claire, clutching her teddy bear 
and rubbing her eyes.

"I thought I heard you screaming, Mommy."

Oh, Jesus! I was loud! I wonder if she heard what I was saying?

"It's okay now, sweetie. Mommy's leg had a cramp and I must have 
groaned. It's all right now. Here, let me give you a kiss and you go 
back to bed now, okay?"

Rene leaned forward and kissed her daughter on the cheek.

"Goodnight, honey."

"Night, Mommy." The little girl toddled off, back to the bedroom.

Rene reached over to pull the stopper from the drain to let the water 
out of the tub. Very carefully, her legs wobbly, she stood up and 
reached for a towel. One slow step at a time, she got out of the tub and 
began to dry herself off.

As she rubbed the towel over her wet, glistening body, she began to 
realize what had just happened. She had just experienced the biggest, 
strongest, most glorious orgasm in her life. Never had she known such 
pleasure.

She also realized what drove her to that pleasure. That boy. Tommy. Her 
head had been full of the image of his immense cock filling her pussy. 
Shame hit her hard. What am I thinking, she scolded herself. He's a boy. 
He's only twelve. Am I crazy?

She passed it off as just the result of not having had a man inside her 
for so long. She was horny, she knew. But to fantasize about getting 
fucked by a mere boy? Was she depraved?

But Tommy was not just a mere boy. He may be only twelve years old, but 
he had the body of a man; a well-endowed man. Even now, she could not 
get the image of his gigantic erection out of her mind. She wanted it. 
She wanted to feel its length in her hand, in her mouth and in her 
pussy. But how could she justify seducing him? How could she overcome 
her own doubts?

Finished drying off, she wrapped the towel around her and headed for her 
bedroom. Dropping the towel, she pulled a blue, see-through negligee out 
of her drawer, put it on, and laid back on the bed.

He must be a virgin, she reasoned. And if he does get a chance to get 
laid by some sweet thing, he might scare her to death with that cock of 
his. How frustrating that might be for him, she thought.  He might wait 
a long time before he finds a girl able and willing to take his length 
deep inside her pussy.

Rene knew that she was both willing and able to let him shove his thick 
penis inside her, to fuck her, to make her come. She would be doing him 
a favor by being his first. She could teach him everything he needed to 
know about pleasing a woman. She would not be scared of his dick. She 
would accept him with pleasure. And he would learn about sex properly 
from an experienced older woman. And when the time came for him to make 
love to a girl closer to his own age, he would be ready. He would know 
how to get a girl so hot that she'd beg for him to use that monster dick 
on her.

As Rene considered the possibility of becoming Tommy's own personal 
tutor, she began to rub her clit through her negligee.

"Here I go again," she said to herself, turning off the light as she 
spent much of the night fingering her pussy and fantasizing about the 
boy with the man's cock.

To Be Continued in PART TWO

Stories by Schulzie specializes in stories about teens, exhibitionism, 
voyeurism, incest, mastubation and oral sex.

http://www.mrdouble.com/htm/authors/schulzie.htm



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