Author: Frederick T.
Title: The Yard Boy
Part: 1 of 1
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Keywords: (Fm oral)
Language: English

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   @(C) 2002 Frederick T.  Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to the
  National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML) and/or the
                           American Cancer Society.

                      !!!!! WARNING !!!!! WARNING !!!!!

                    !!!!! DIVE !!!!! DIVE !!!!! DIVE !!!!!

    You're on the way down...The slippery slope of self degradation that can 
only lead to the fires of hell...Pull out now, if you can !  But under no 
circumstances drag someone else down with you, especially those who are easy 
to maneuver into circumstances beyond their control...The usual suspects being 
children.

    And for those of you who continue, realize that you do so of your own free 
will...Remember that this is but fiction and probably could never happen to 
you or any of your friends or relatives ?!  Yea !  Right !?

    All of us have the opportunity to take many chances in life...And 
remember, it's always our choice that reaps the rewards or the bitter taste of 
defeat...Your choice.  Choose carefully !

    Imagination created most everything here.....

    Remember...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to the 
usual.

                                 The Yard Boy
                                  (Fm oral)

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

        With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution

                                First Saturday

    Tyler was sweating freely.  So was his employer, Mr. Herve...Right along 
side Tyler as they turned over earth for the Herve garden.  Tyler suppressed a 
laugh.  He was embarrassed for his employer.  Mr. Herve was so out of 
shape...Over forty and well over the hill, gut hanging out over the waist band 
of his shorts, his pecks sagging on his chest, like tits.  Tyler kept the 
shovel moving, two turns to Mr. Harve's one.  He was happy to work for the 
couple, preparing their garden.  It was good money...Every Saturday for at 
least a month, she said.

    Now !  She was Mr. Herve's wife...A very hot looking piece of ass...At 
least ten years younger than Mr. Herve and very attractive...With a great 
body...Tits to die for.  Tyler wondered how the old fart caught such a hot 
looking lady ?  Money never entered Tyler's mind.

    Hilliary Herve was dressed conservatively...Baggy sweats and a work shirt.  
The kid didn't need any help the first day.  It had taken her three days to 
locate and hire an acceptable yard boy and there was never any guarantee.  
During the interview this one couldn't keep his eyes off her breasts, every 
time she looked away she felt his eyes on her bosom.  Hilliary smiled as she 
watched the young teenager turn over the earth.  He was tall, well built and 
just the perfect age...Sixteen !

    Hilliary left the yard work to the boys and spent the rest of the morning 
exercising in the master bedroom.  Her thoughts never wandered far from 
Tyler, though.  She hoped he wasn't a virgin...Few of them were anymore.  She 
watched through the bedroom window as the young man drank water right out of 
the pitcher.  The spill-over was dribbling down his chest or maybe that was 
sweat.  Hilliary wondered if he'd drip on her as he labored above her, fucking 
her ?  Her nipples were aroused and she could see the bumps they made in her 
work shirt.

    Tyler was not only disappointed that Mrs. Herve left the back yard 
but...What was with her clothes ?  Jesus !  The outfit she wore during the 
interview...She was one hot looking woman and her tits were magnificent !  
Made Debby Drake's tits look small...Like cannons pointing right at your 
chest.  Tyler had several morning boners dedicated to just Mrs. Herve's big 
titties...Rutting and humping above her as she writhed below him, her tits 
bouncing all over her chest as Tyler poked his bone in and out of her cunt.

    Tyler laughed a little.  His dick was growing into a nice semi.  He'd love 
to stroke it a bit...Ok !  More than a bit.

    "What's so funny, Tyler ?"

    Mr. Herve was looking over at him.  Tyler looked down and could clearly 
see the outline of his dick in his jeans.  He wondered if Mr. Herve could ?

    "Oh !  Nothing, Mr. Herve...Just thinking of something funny..."

                                Third Saturday

    Tyler rode his bike this weekend and was sweaty as hell when he arrived at 
the Herve's.  Mr. Herve was already working and Tyler quickly joined him.  A 
day didn't go by that Tyler didn't think of Mrs. Herve.  Her outfit last week 
was unfucking believable !  A tube top that hardly covered her breasts on top 
and tight sweat pants.  Every time she bent over, Tyler was torn between 
checking out her cleavage or staring at the crack of her ass.  Tyler tried to 
concentrate on the job at hand...Hoping that Mrs. Herve would make an 
appearance.

    It was almost noon before the "queen" appeared.  Hilliary had been 
watching him most of the morning.  He was wearing shorts and her husband had 
told him to wear his trunks on underneath so he could go swimming after they 
finished for the day.

    Tyler was trying to keep his thoughts off Mrs. Herve.  Shit !  Last week 
he had a full on boner in his jeans and was sure that both Mr. & Mrs. Herve 
noticed.  He was so embarrassed but had to masturbate the minute he arrived 
home.  The load he blew into the shower just about clogged the drains.

    Tyler heard the sliding glass door open and casually glanced toward the 
porch.  There she was.  Fuck !  A bikini top and her tits were over flowing 
the cups of her top.  She glanced up at him and he stupidly stared at her for 
a few moments before waving.  She waved back.  He was sure she knew he was 
staring at her tits.

    Hilliary turned away from Tyler and slowly wiggled out of her shorts.  
She'd made sure that her ass would be exposed as she pulled her shorts down.  
She was going to give ol' Tyler a real good peek today !  She bent a little to 
yank the shorts off her feet.

    Tyler's cock came almost immediately to alert status when he glanced back 
up on the porch...After ensuring that Mr. Herve's attention was focused else 
where.  Oh !  My !  God !  Her ass was half bare as her shorts came down, the 
crease in her butt clearly visible from across the pool.  She turned and Tyler 
lowered his head immediately.

    Hilliary arranged herself on the lounger so she could keep an eye on Tyler 
while she pretended to read the paper and sunbathe.  Last Saturday the 
teenager had such a hardon in his jeans that Hilliary thought they would 
burst.  His embarrassment turned her on.  He was diligently pretending to work 
now.  He was going to have a permanent hardon until Wednesday...Hilliary was 
sure of that.

    It was a little past four when Mr. Herve called it quits.  Tyler was 
putting away the shovels and rakes when Mrs. Herve approached to pay him.  
She'd put her shorts back on but was still wearing the bikini top.

    "Was wondering if you could drop by Wednesday morning and clean up after a 
little party I'm throwing Tuesday ?"  Hilliary smiled at him.

    Tyler smiled back and had to apply all his concentration to keep from 
peeking at her tits.  God !  They were huge !  He took the envelope and 
struggled to answer.

    "Yea...Sure...Mrs. Herve...What time ?"

    "Oh !  My husband leaves about seven-thirty...Eight would be good !  Maybe 
we could go swimming after you're finished.  You didn't go today...Forget your 
suit ?"

    Tyler would love to watch her floating around the pool in the suit he saw 
her in today.  But swimming with her...That's why he didn't go today...Shit !  
Man !  He have a full on boner in about two seconds and his swim suit, 
Speedos, left little room for concealment.  Tyler had a boner all the way 
home.

                                  Wednesday

    Tyler couldn't find any other trunks so he wore his racing trunks again 
and fantasized about what Mrs. Herve would do when she caught him with a 
boner.  The ride over went quickly as Tyler imagined Mrs. Herve prancing 
around in all sorts of different outfits for his "clean up" work.  Most 
scenarios ended with her naked and either getting her brains fucked out or 
sucking his huge load down her throat.  He'd slammed his ham before he left 
home this morning but still damn near had a hardon when he knocked on the 
Herve's front door.

    Mrs. Herve was dressed in a long flowing robe that quickly dampened 
Tyler's spirit.  She didn't look any different than his mother.  He was so 
busy making sure he didn't stare at the mounds under her robe that he just 
faintly registered the quick look Mrs. Herve gave his crotch.  He casually 
glanced down, figuring he'd left his fly open.  He could clearly see the lump 
in his shorts, his cock curled up in his tight swim trunks...Not far from 
alive !

    The work hardly took an hour.  It would have been faster but Mrs. Herve 
came out on to the patio to sun bathe and that slowed actual work to a crawl.  
She was wearing an even more revealing suit than last Saturday and this time 
he didn't have to stare at her from across the pool.  She was about fifteen 
feet away, her tits hardly concealed by her top...Huge balloons of flesh 
hanging on her chest as she presented herself to the sun.  Her eyes were 
closed and Tyler did little but stare.

    Hilliary could feel the teenager staring at her.  That lump in his shorts 
must be ripping his crotch out by now.  She smiled and batted her eyes a bit, 
like she had something in her eye.  Yea !  He was watching her.  This was 
going to be easy and, after getting a good look at his boner last Saturday, 
very pleasurable.  Hilliary squeezed her legs together and could feel the 
dampness in her crotch.

    Tyler was finished...Just looking for things to do so he could stay here 
and watch her.  She was damn near naked and starting to sweat.  He could see 
the slickness build up on her body.  Her body looked shinny.  He felt stupid, 
looking for something to do...Just standing there gawking at her.

    He was standing out of the sun and very close to the head of the lounger.  
He could see right down her cleavage.  Her nipples were almost visible, making 
bumps in her bikini top.  Any second now she'd open her eyes and catch him 
staring at her tits.  Well, if she didn't want him to look; she wouldn't wear 
such a revealing suit !  Yea !  That's it !  Right on, Tyler !

    "Aaah...Mrs. Herve...I'm just about done...You want anything else ?"  He 
was fantasizing that she'd throw her legs apart and ask him to fuck her...Her 
husband wasn't giving her enough...His cock was so much bigger...He was such a 
better lover...

    "Yea...Tyler, you could rub some lotion on my back."  She was flipping 
over on to her back and her tits hung down as she turned.  Tyler was 
mesmerized by her cleavage.  Hilliary was staring at the bone in his shorts.

    "Take your shorts off...Go for a swim first...If you want ?"  He finally 
looked into her eyes.  She knew he'd been staring at her tits.  It showed in 
her face...An amused look.  He was afraid she'd be pissed.  She had really 
caught him staring at them.  He could still see some cleavage, even looking 
into her face.

    "Yea...Just a second."  Tyler left her view and she imagined him stripping 
off his shorts.  When she heard the splash, she turned and looked.  He was 
swimming the length of the pool.  Hilliary was positive he'd do her.  It had 
been a while...Almost two years...That one cleaned the pool...And then there 
was that young assistant of Dave's...She wanted it to work so bad.  She bit 
her lip as she waited for him to get out of the pool.

    Tyler felt naked in the pool but at least his hardon had dissipated in the 
cool water.  He swam around aimlessly keeping his gaze away from the patio.  
Jesus !  Rub lotion on her...A guaranteed hardon.  She was asking for it.  She 
must have seen the boners she gave him.  She had to know he'd love to bone 
her.  He laughed a bit and imagined what she'd look like naked ?  How much 
hair would she have between her legs ?  What would her nipples look like ?

    He suppressed a chuckle.  He was getting a hardon swimming around.  Fuck !  
Let her see it !  He was almost positive she'd taken a good look at his crotch 
this morning at the front door.  Tyler swam to the steps, arranged his semi-
hard dick in his speedos and got out of the pool.

    At least she wasn't looking.  He picked up the lotion and started to apply 
it to his hands.  She turned and looked up at him.

    "Oh !  You surprised me !"  Hilliary had a hard time pulling her eyes away 
from the lean meat in the teenagers trunks...More like jockey underwear only 
better.  It was pointing toward his left hip and looked like a nice handful.  
"Start on my shoulders...Will you, Tyler ?"

    "Sure, Mrs. Herve."  Tyler bent to rub the lotion into her shoulders.  She 
was sweaty and the lotion mixed well with sweat.  He was below the strap that 
held up her top and working on her lower back.  He thought he imagined it but 
it was staring him in the face.  The woman was moving her hips around, like 
she was grinding against the lounger.

    The noise came next...A sexual sound every so often...Nothing regular and 
he had to listen for it three times to be sure.  His mind was off to the races 
and his dick was becoming a hard pole.  He tensed up and his boner leapt in 
the speedos.

    Hilliary was sure of her conquest now.  Tyler's hands were boldly fondling 
her lower back right above her bikini bottoms.  Her hips were being guided by 
his horny hands and she could almost imagine the bone in his swim trunks.  She 
flipped over unexpectedly.  One of her breasts had worked free of it's cup with 
all her gyrations below him.  It was almost completely bare.  Hilliary stared 
at it for a moment and then looked at Tyler's face.

    She never made it.  Tyler's cock was a bone of lust in his trunks almost 
reaching his hip.  God !  He was longer than Dave and fatter too !

    "Oh !  God..."  Almost a moan.

    Tyler was startled and quickly looked up to Mrs. Herve's face...Expecting 
to see a scowl...Blown away when he saw her staring at his dick.  He flexed 
it and she was rolling away from him, off the lounger.  He struggled to his 
feet.  She rushed over to help him up, her tit was still hanging out of her 
suit.

    Hilliary never let go of Tyler's hands as she pulled him across the patio, 
into the house and back toward the bedrooms.  Tyler's boner was like a steel 
rod in his trunks and there was no doubt in his mind that he was going to get 
fucked !

    He was pushing more than she was pulling when she started giggling.  He'd 
backed her up right up to the bed and she flopped on to her back like he 
pushed her.  Her other tit popped out of her top...Both of the big mounds bare 
to his stare...Her beer can size areolae, a dark brown and a great contrast to 
her untanned skin.

    It popped out.  "Nice tits, Mrs. Herve."  They were looking into each 
other's face.

    "Need help with your trunks ?"  She'd laid back and started to wiggle out 
of her bottoms.

    It was a rasp.  "Yea..."  Then petered off into nothing.

    Hilliary continued pulling her bottoms off.  This one was definitely in 
the advanced class.  She tossed her bottoms over her shoulder and squiggled up 
next to him.  Her legs were spread and Tyler was standing between them.

    Tyler was flexing his cock and it was jumping in his trunks.  He loved the 
way it looked...So strong and alive.  His hands went to her shoulders as her 
hands came up to pull down his speedos.  His cock bounced up and down after 
she dragged his speedos down.  She caught it with her mouth and Tyler's hands 
went to her head.  She had half of him down her throat when he almost fell 
over backwards throwing his head back.

    "Ooohhhh...Fuck !  Suck it !"  Her head was bobbing in front of him...Her 
lips sliding back and forth on his cock as Tyler guided her.  He couldn't 
believe how much of his cock she could get into her mouth.  At first he was 
pissed he'd masturbated this morning but then realized that if he hadn't, he'd 
probably have shot his load already.

    Hilliary was fingering herself as she sucked on the teenager's meat...Hard 
as rock and being pumped in and out of her mouth by a very assertive young 
man.  His cock was surrounded by a bush of brown, curly pubic hair.  It 
tickled her nose.  His cock head was pushing against her throat.  He was 
longer than she thought and more commanding too !

    She flopped back on to the mattress and spread her legs.  "Come on...I'll 
suck you off later."  The teenager was on the way down but then stopped and 
grabbed her legs.  He pulled her to the edge of the mattress and forced her 
legs up on to his shoulders.  She could feel his bone against her and then he 
was fucking her...Hard, quick, powerful strokes were driving Tyler's iron-like 
bone in and out of her cunt at a very quick pace.

    "Oooh !  Oooh !  Oooh !"  Hilliary kept cadence.  He was pummeling her, 
pounding her.  His cock like a wedge of hard bone being pumped in and out of 
her belly.

    "Stop...Stop...Stop !"  Tyler stopped, his dick buried in her.

    "You've got to be kidding !"  She was a sweaty mess below him and had just 
finished sucking his cock.  Tyler started pumping again.

    "No...No...Let me get up !"  Tyler pulled out and Hilliary rolled over and 
presented him with her ass.  He pulled her hips to the edge, spread her legs a 
bit and then drove his cock home between her shaved cunt lips.  He'd never 
fucked anyone with a shaved cunt.  He thought about eating it later...After a 
douche...He threw his head back and drove his cock in and out of the married 
woman on her knees in front of him.

    He looked down and watched his pole pumping in and out between the cheeks 
of the woman's ass.  His hands were still on her hips.  His thumbs sought her 
crack and then she was spread for his viewing.  Her asshole was surrounded by a 
dark growth of curly pubic hair and her anus was a wrinkled hole into her 
behind.

    Hilliary was just about to cum.  She almost lost it when he spread her ass 
but now it was just the pounding that was going to bring her off.

    "Faster...Tyler..."  It was almost pleading and the teenager behind her 
went into overdrive.  "Aaagh...Oh !  Fuck !"  Hilliary was fucking back into 
him, his cock like a battering ram...In and out of her cunt.  She couldn't 
fuck back any longer and allowed him to drive her down on to the mattress.  He 
kept fucking and fucking and fucking...His cock now the only thing keeping her 
alive.

    Tyler was screaming...He couldn't remember what.  His cock was still 
pumping spurt after spurt of spunk into Mrs. Herve's behind...Just fucking the 
shit out of her.  She was all squishy between the legs.  They were making a 
squishy noise as he continued to pump his dick in and out of her cunt.

    It was minutes before he came to rest on top of her, their sweaty bodies 
sticking together.  Tyler's dick had fallen out of her and she could feel it 
between her legs.

    "Can you stay for lunch ?"  She wiggled her ass against him.  He flexed 
his cock and Hilliary was sure this was going to be one for the books.  He was 
getting off of her and his cum soaked penis was dangling around lower than his 
balls.  This kid had a nice dick.....

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    "How'd your day go, Hill ?"  Dave was cupping her breasts from behind.  
She was already excited, her nipples erect.  Dave knew...He could probably 
smell the sex on her.  They'd spent the afternoon fucking in the sun by the 
pool.  The kid had fucked her five times and she'd blown him once.  Hilliary 
could hardly wait for next Wednesday...She had another project for young 
Tyler.

    "Your pussy is awfully wet...Did Tyler give you a lot of cock this 
afternoon ?"  Hilliary's house coat was being pulled up in back and Dave's 
hard, bare cock was poking against the cheeks of her butt.  "Well, did he ?"

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