Miss Walker (Fb, Fm, FM, Femdom, Oral, Inc, drugs)
by Osric134


Remember: I don't practice, participate in or encourage sex with
children, I don't rape and never have, used drugs nor have I
murdered anyone. I don't encourage anyone to do any of the things
my characters do and none of the situations are real either.
These are just stories that have taboo themes in them and NOT
wishful thinking. I just want to tell stories and hope no one
takes my tales as anything but strokable fun.





The delivery boy was so young, so handsome. He had that
fresh-faced look that made her pussy leak into her panties. She
wanted him so badly.
"Would you like a glass of juice?" she asked him hopefully, they
didn't always accept.
"Oh, er... Yes please!" the innocent darling smiled.
She almost shuddered into a climax as she went to the cupboard
and got a glass, her plum, meaty thighs rubbing together as she
walked. She opened the fridge taking out her specially prepared
bottle of fruit juices and poured its contents into the glass.
She place it back in the fridge, closing the door and walking
over to hand the glass to the handsome teenager.
"Here you are Sweetie!" she smiled, her panties soaked now.
"Thank you!" he grinned and took a sip as she watched him,
licking her lips.
"Mmmmmm!" he said in surprise, "That's really good! What is it?"
She smiled proudly.
"Oh, it's just a mix of fruit juices, vanilla, cinnamon and a
little secret something special I cooked up. Something I have
worked on for a long time!" she said proudly.
"It's great. You should sell this!" he laughed, eagerly drinking
more of the 'juice' and finishing it off.
"Would you like some more?" she asked.
"Oh, yes please!" he said enthusiastically, handing her the
glass.
When she had got a few glasses into him and his eyes had taken on
that tell-tale glaze, she took him into the living room and sat
him down.
"Why don't you sit here for a moment and watch TV while I finish
up and come and pay you. OK?" she smiled.
"Um... Yeah, sure!" he said, smiling drunkenly as he watched the
action on the TV screen.
She left him there and went out of the room for an hour, enough
time for him to absorb the action on the pornographic film she
had started to get him hot.

She returned to the room and found him holding his cock. It was a
nice cock, long and slender. She smiled down at him as his glazed
eyes looked up at her, his hand still stroking away.
"I'm sorry Miss Walker, I can't stop!" he fretted, sobbing his
need to release.
"Don't worry Sweetie, let me look after that for you, hmm?" she
smiled, sitting down and grasping the boy's cock in her warm
hand, stroking it for him and cooing softly in his ear.
The teen shuddered, moaning as she licked and sucked on his ear.
Then she bent over him and sucked his cock up into her eager,
hungry mouth. The boy groaned and collapsed back against the seat
and the heavy woman sucked hungrily on his cock, slurping and
suckling as she played with his balls and prepared him for her
very hungry pussy.
"Mmmmmm! UmmmUmmmUmmm..." she moaned as she sucked his stiff
young cock happily, working it in and out of her warm mouth.
She was pleased that it was nice and hard, getting up and
reaching under her dress and pulling down her thin cotton
panties, dropping them to the floor and mounting the teenager
quickly.
He looked up at her, the woman's huge breast pressing against his
face as she squeezed him up into her unusually tight vaginal
tube, sinking all the way down onto his lap.
"Ooooooh! That is so fucking nice!" she gasped, the boy moaning
at the same time.
She opened her top buttons and smothered him in her large soft
breasts, slowly riding him.
"That right Sweetie, just relax and let me fuck that wonderful
cock of yours!" she cooed down at him, "Let old Miss Walker ride
you and make you cum and cum and cum in her hungry pussy!"
The boy moaned, his face smothered between the fifty year old's
huge breasts as she slid up and down on his cock.
It would be a very long time before she let him go, by then he
would cum many time in her hungry pussy and be naked on her bed.
She only planned to let him go when he was completely drained.

They never remembered what she did to them, never knew that she
had drugged them and fucked them in her big bed. She did love
that, seeing them the next day and knowing what she had done to
their fresh young bodies all afternoon.
There were four boy's in the area she had 'played' with this way,
and they always came back because she always tipped well.
Miss Walker still enjoyed her job at the research lab in the
complex fifteen miles away. She was the chief researcher there
and had access to many of the experimental drugs that she and
others were working on.
She had even drugged the four regular guards, the men obediently
following her orders and keeping tabs on her fellow researchers.
She had considered drugging the admin staff, going as far as to
'dose' the pretty little Connie Barratt down, she had the sweet
little secretary to the CEO under her spell, spending ages in her
office with the sweet girl's face between her thick thighs and
the girl's avid tongue lapping up her juices. She had thought
that perhaps she should use the pretty girl to 'dose' the company
boss, then she could control everything. She would plan for that
now, it would be fun.
She smiled as she thought about all the lovely men and women she
could play with. But her first love had always been fresh young
boys.

The doorbell brought an unexpected and delightful visitor. It was
her nephew, Gordon Walker. He had come to see her after returning
from boarding school and deciding against the will of his father
to see his aunt, who had always been wonderful to him when he was
younger.
"Hello Aunt Viv!" he smiled.
Vivian Walker could not believe her eyes. The little boy she last
saw when he was ten years old was not a five-foot-nine,
broad-shouldered, handsome fifteen year old with a bright eager
smile and big blue eyes.
"Oh my God!" she gasped hugging the boy into her large breast and
smothering his face in the soft flesh, "Gordon? My baby?"
She hugged him tightly, pulling him inside and kissing him all
over his laughing face.
"Aunt Viv, you're gonna drown me if you don't stop!" he laughed.
She grinned down at him her chunky six foot, broad-shouldered
framed smothering the slimmer young man.
She had dragged him inside and now had him sitting in her lap,
hugging the handsome boy against her breasts, cradling his face
in her smooth cleavage and looking down into his angelic blue
eyes.
"I have missed you so much. I am really sorry your father and I
can't get past our little 'tiff'. He just refuses to let me be a
part of your life since he found you in my bed!" she told him,
the boy blushing at the memory.
He used to come to her in the night because of his bad dreams and
she would cuddle him as he slept, her hands fondling his sweet
young body just as she had fondled his father when they were
young. She was fifteen then and her brother was ten. She had done
lots of naughty things to her little brother, including slipping
her pussy coated finger into his mouth and sucking his young
cock. She had ridden his face for many years before he had left
for university. After that he wouldn't let her near him, only
changing when he got married to her best friend, Rachel Foster
and had a boy. They had spent a few years in debt and she had let
them stay with her. Her brother, Peter, had warned her that she
wasn't to touch him and she sorrowfully stepped back from him.
The only affection she got was from her sweet young nephew, the
boy loving her with that special innocence that little boy's had.
She had behaved properly around him, still grieving for her
brother's affection.
Then he had come into her room when they found the boy missing
from his bed and found her cuddling the child. He went ballistic,
leaving her home with his family and not even trying to listen
when she pleaded that she hadn't 'touched' the boy, even though
she knew she wanted to. That was years ago now and the handsome
boy looked so much like her little brother now. She felt herself
getting very, very wet now and wanted the boy so badly. But she
held herself back, not wanting to spoil this moment.
She kissed his face again, his eyes, his nose, his soft lips. She
lingered on his mouth, seeing those big blue eyes staring up at
her, inquiring. She smiled and nibbled his nose like she used to,
making him laugh.
"How I've missed you!" she said, "I miss all of you!"
"Especially Dad?" he asked.
"Yes!" she said with a tear in her eye, "Especially your dad."

It wasn't until she had 'dosed' the boy with her special drink
and had her tongue down his throat that she thought about what
she planned to do to get his father back.
She stood in the hallway, hugging the boy to her and kissing him
hungrily. Her fingers fondling his crotch and her other hand
behind his head. She wanted this handsome boy, she wanted to
taste what she missed having from her sweet, innocent little
brother before he turned from her.
She dragged the boy up to her room and took her time removing
each item of clothing until he was completely naked, then she
caressed him, staring at his large young cock. It was big, bigger
than the usual fair she had been 'playing' with. She stroked and
fondled it, caressing it in her hand and dropping to her knees to
sucked the thick domed head into her hungry mouth.
The teen gasped, his glazed eyes closing in pleasure at the
feeling of her sucking lips. She tongued the underside of his
cock, licking it and tickling the tip, then she devoured him,
sucking his cock all the way into her tight throat, making the
drugged boy groan.
She loved hearing that, doing it again and again until hips
finally gasped, his cock lurching in her mouth, spitting his seed
into her eagerly awaiting throat. She sucked it all down, licking
him clean, then she pushed him back on the bed and mounted his
face.
"Lick my pussy like a good boy!" she coaxed, knowing that he
would do anything she told him under the influence of her special
drugs.

She shook him awake, the boy now fully clothed and sitting in her
sofa. He opened his eyes and smiled at her.
"I must have really been tired!" he laughed, blushing.
She grinned and offered him a cup of tea and some cake. Watching
the boy eat it all up and turn his adoring eyes back at her.
She had enjoyed him, fucking him as he humped up at her heavy
hips. She had been delighted by his size, his girth, making the
boy cum many times in her hungry, incestuous pussy before she
sucked a last loud of watery sperm from him.
When she followed him to the door, hugging him to her hefty body,
he had clung to her. She looked into his eyes and only saw love
and adoration there, knowing that she was going to have him many
times more. She knew he would be back and she would make sure he
left her with his 'tank' empty as she had done that very day. She
tilted the boy's pretty face up to hers and kissed him gently on
the mouth, feeling him respond by opening his mouth against hers.
She was surprised and so very tempted to plunge her tongue into
his open mouth, to drive her thick wet tongue deep into his
throat and take him back to her bed, but she fought to control
it. Gently pulling her lips free and smiling down at the boy's
eager young face.
"Not now Honey, next time!" she smiled at his disappointment.
He wanted her and she was excited by that thought. The next time
she wouldn't use her 'drink' on him.
"I'm going to come and see you again Aunt Viv, I'm home for two
weeks." he told her.
Then he was gone and his sperm was still leaking down her meaty
thighs.

He was back two days later. It was early Saturday and he was
grinning as he stood in her doorway with a large bag.
"What's all this?" she laughed.
"I'm coming to spent the weekend with you!" he stated, his face
bright and excited.
"What about your father..." she said seriously.
"Oh, don't worry about him. He thinks I'm staying with some
friends in Oxford. He won't check, he doesn't have their number."
he said.
She stepped aside, letting him pass into the house. Slapping him
on his taunt buttocks as he walked by. He pussy was already
leaking down her thighs, her panties soaked.
She took him upstairs and he insisted on leaving his bag in her
bedroom.
"We can talk about where I'm sleeping later!" he said, going into
her arms and hugging her large body tightly, "I've missed you so
much. I've thought about you every day and since I was here last
I can't think about anything else but you Aunt Viv!"
She cooed with pleasure, stroking the boy's head as it lay
against her breasts. She remembered the last incident, tilting
his face up to hers and pressing her soft lips firmly against
his, kissing his mouth and feeling his lips part. She took his
invitation this time, flicking the tip of her tongue quickly into
his mouth, waiting to  see what his reaction would be. He sighed
and melted against her, opening his mouth wider, sucking at her
tongue. She moaned and plunged her tongue all the way into his
waiting mouth, feeling him suckling on it, drinking the spit she
was slowly leaking into him. She pulled her mouth from his and
stared down into his handsome face, the boy's adoring eyes bright
with excitement and his hard cock pressing up into her crotch.
She smiled down at him, stroking his bottom with one hand and
caressing his head with the other.
"You're treading on dangerous ground Sweetie!" she said.
"I love you Aunt Viv, I always have. I've thought about you every
day and dreamed about you every night. Please don't think I'm
sick, don't send me away!" he begged, clinging desperately to he
hefty frame.
The big sexy woman pulled his face back up to hers, plunging her
tongue back into his waiting mouth and tonguing his for all she
was worth. Her pussy was soaked now and she was going to need him
in her belly.
She took her hand, slipping under her dress as he watched, into
her panties and her fingered her juicy pussy. She pulled her
gooey fingers out and stuck them into his mouth, feeling him suck
down on them.
"There you go Sweetie, taste Aunty Vivian's juices. If you love
me you'll lick my pussy for me!" she said, unable to control her
lust now.
"Yes Aunt Vivian!" he gasped as she pulled her fingers from his
mouth.
She laughed, pulling him to his knees and lifting her skirt,
pulling down her panties to reveal her large, hairless pussy with
it's fat lips and glistening pink inner flesh. She lifted her
heavy leg up onto the bed and pulled his face against her wet
crotch, gasping as she felt his mouth clamp down on the juicy
gash and his tongue begin to lap hungrily.
"Ooooooh! Fuck that's nice!" she gasped, stroking his head as he
licked up all of her leaking fluids. "Good boy! Good boy!"

She shuddered as he humped into her, his hips thrusting hard as
he cried out and came in her pussy for the second time. She dug
her strong fingers into his buttocks, the finger of her other
hand wriggling in his anus as he trembled against her. She
reached for his head now, kissing him and keeping him on top of
her, inside her tightly gripping pussy.
The Fifty year old woman and the fifteen year old boy lay gasping
and kissing on her bed. Exhausted after a long night of sex. She
had given him some of that new Viagra substitute that her company
had created and yet to place on the market. It had kept him hard
all night and she had cum so many times that she was now tired
and very satisfied.
"Oh Aunty Vivian..." the boy moaned as she squeezed his willing
cock, his balls now completely drained.
"Yes my Sweet!" she smiled, licking his lips, "It's going to be
me and you from now on!"

The baby was so beautiful, her eyes wide and excited and her
smile so like her father's. Vivian Walker was a little jealous of
the pretty young woman her nephew had married, but she loved her
all the same. The girl had come to her, telling her how much she
loved the boy and Vivian had assisted the pretty neighbour girl
in bedding her nephew. The young man had not been very nice to
the girl at first, but after she had 'dosed' him with one of her
special drugs and made them lay together over the weekend, he had
become much more amenable.
Vivian knew that she had to let him have a chance at a family. It
had hurt, the two of them had fucked like rabies while she sat
downstairs watching the television.
Now she held her grandniece in her arms and felt a thrill. This
was the product of her careful manipulation her own special
project. She felt proud of her 'children'. The sixty year old was
still enjoying her nephews attentions though, the boy unable to
give up his loving aunt's juicy body easily. Not that she really
minded. Peter Walker was standing at her door, his face grim and
his eyes tired.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
She was almost too stunned to say anything. It was a shock seeing
him again, still looking so tall and handsome. She stood aside
and the man walked in past her, glancing at her face as he went
inside to her living room.
"What is this about?" she asked as she came in to stand in the
doorway, looking at him standing over by the window.
"You've been good to my son, I want to thank you..." he started.
"He's my nephew and I love him. I would do anything for that
boy!" she said proudly, a tear in her eyes.
The man turned from the window and looked at her, nodding.
"I may have misjudged you. I might have been a little too hasty,
given our history!" he said.
"And hustling want history is that Peter?" she asked angrily,
"The one where you were my loving little brother and would do
anything to make your big sister happy, or the one where you
shunned me, left me out in the cold to my own devices. I had no
one Peter, no one. You abandoned me and left me alone, I was so
lonely. You even took Little David away from me."
The man looked at the ground and then moved towards her. She
backed away, the man stopping his advance, seeing the hurt and
anger on her, still very beautiful face.
"I... Was confused, hurting. I didn't..." he stopped, she could
see tears in his eyes now too and she went to him, hugging him in
her arms and kissing his face.
They stood like that for ages. Then she looked into his eyes and
kissed him, driving her tongue deep into his willing mouth. He
melted against her and she felt him suckling as he used to when
he was young.

She got up from the bed, her big naked body still taunt and firm
after all those year working out in the gym. She walked over to
the dresser and removed the small box she kept there, returning
to the sleeping man on the bed.
She smiled as she removed the syringe and filled it with the drug
in the vial. Slipping the needle into her sleeping brother's neck
and fling him with the booster drug that would keep him under her
spell.
It was easy to make her docile niece-in-law administer the drug
to him in his coffee, to give him little hints that he should
come and see his 'lonely' sister. Now she had him in her bed and
he would never leave again.
She put the syringe away and lay back down again, realising that
it had never been about fucking with young boy's, it had always
been about having her brother back in her arms, in her bed. Now
she really could let go of her nephew. She had what she really
wanted now.

End



  
Miss Walker