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From: Black Demon <natas@aloha.net>
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Subject: {ASSM} Teenage Stud - V (m/f, cons)
Date: Wed, 21 Mar 2001 01:10:03 -0500
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                      Teenage Stud - V (m/f, cons)
                                   by
                              Black Demon

                _______________________________________
                          Standard Disclaimer!
          This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
                 _______________________________________

Miles Shepard, now at the age of 16, had grown up in an upper middle
class subdivision of Clarke County.  From being a skinny little kid, he
had developed into a muscular young man that all the girls at school
found handsome and with whom they wanted to go out with.  All the girls
drooled over him, including pretty 14 yr. old Julie Benson who lived
right next door to him.  Being the stud on campus, Miles certainly took
advantage of the situation and needless to say took advantage of many a
young beauty.

Ever since the male hormones began stirring as he entered his teenage
years, Miles couldn't keep his eyes from peering out of his bedroom
window, right into the home of where Julie Benson lived.  Every night,
when the bedroom lights went on next door, Miles went upstairs to his
room, telling his parents that he needed to study.

The way in which the homes were situated, young Julie's bedroom was down
on the ground level, immediately across of Miles.  Being so young, Julie
often failed to draw the blinds or did so haphazardly, not realizing
that she could be observed from the outside.  Julie's young body had
just started developing, catching the leering eyes of the boy next
door.  Often she provided the lurking teenage boy next door with an
eye-popping view as she slipped out of her clothing to prepare for bed.

It became a ritual for Miles as he watched his next door cute little
neighbor budding into womanhood.  Once little Julie's bedroom light was
switched off, then he would retire into his bed, playing with his stiff
pecker.  Then one evening, Miles actually had a lot of homework to do,
though he did take a break to reenergize himself by watching cute little
Julie strip off her clothing.  At midnight, he turned to the window as a
light had flicked on across the way.

Switching off his bedroom light, he peered out of his window and looked
over to the Benson's home.  It was the light coming from the bedroom of
Julie's parents.  The drapes had been drawn but he noticed a slight gap
between the slits of the drapes and then some movement behind it.
Stumbling over the corner of his bed, Miles searched for the high
powered binoculars that his father had given him for football games.

Returning to his darkened window, he peered through the binoculars and
began to adjust the lens.  His jaw dropped in awe at the view he got.
With the Benson's bedroom situated at an angle from his bedroom, the
slit in the drapes angled to the area where the Benson's walk-in closet
was located.  He had always admired the beautiful Mrs. Cheryl Benson but
she was so matured and elegant in the way she dressed that he was always
tongue-tied around her.  She had always been so friendly to him but it
just seemed that he could never get over her loveliness.  Whenever his
mom chatted with Julie's mother, Miles always sneaked peeks at the
lovely woman who was always so nicely dressed in her appearance.  When
she did appear in shorts, he could not take his eyes off her long
flawless ivory legs.  She was a true goddess in his young eyes.

Through the binoculars, Miles looked at the back of the long ivory legs,
then moved his sights up so see that Mrs. Benson had a pair of green
shorts on along with a white blouse.  Then he panted for breath as the
beautiful woman was now facing him, her hands fumbling at the button of
her shorts.  His breathing paused as he tried to keep the binoculars
steady but his heart was beating madly in his chest.  He was now
perspiring in anticipation, praying that she would not continue to
disrobe before his spying eyes.

Then his lewd wish came true as the zipper became undone.  Miles' heart
felt like his heart would burst from his chest as he watched the trim
manicured fingers moved to her waist and began to push both her shorts
and panties down the sexy white legs.  For a few seconds, Miles got to
see the soft golden curls of the sexy goddess next door as the long sexy
legs stepped out of the tiny garments.  Then the lights went dark
leaving Miles with a stiff boner, stiffer than he'd ever been before.
Lying in bed, he stroked his stiff boner as he mentally pictured the
sight that he had recently observed.  With just a few strokes, he began
to spurt his thick cream high up into the air, feeling some of the hot
juice land upon his stomach.  He had experimented and jerked off in the
toilet while looking at pictures from a Playboy magazine before but
never had he spurted such a large quantity and never had he cum in such
a manner.

 From that fateful night, watching the cute little girl next door undress
no longer interested Miles.  Now it was her beautiful mother that filled
his mind constantly.  He just hoped that the slit would stay in that
position, allowing him a forbidden view with his binoculars.  When he
did manage to get the opportunity to view the lovely goddess disrobing
near her walk-in closet, Miles would lay in bed and masturbate to the
woman of his dreams.

A few years later, Miles still looked for the beautiful Mrs. Benson each
night but he began to practice his art of seduction with the more than
eager young girls at school.  It was a great thrill as he went about
seducing beautiful girls, enjoying the way they squealed as he gave them
the fucking of their life.  When he sped up the jackhammer like thrusts,
lunging into the tender young pussies, he would then spurt a huge load
of pent-up cum into their hot twats.  But as he was letting his potent
cum, it was the beautiful Mrs. Cheryl Benson that he thinking of.

As a freshman in high school, Julie was like all the other girls, hoping
that the handsome neighbor of hers would pay attention to her.  Although
she did keep her blinds closed, she made sure to leave a large gap open
at the top, a gap that would allow Miles to look down from his bedroom
and right into hers.  Julie was still a virgin of course but she would
eagerly surrender her prized gem to the handsome stud next door.

The development of the little skinny boy into the handsome muscular hunk
next door had not gone unnoticed by Cheryl Benson either.  Just this
past weekend, she had seen Miles over the weekend while he mowed his
back lawn without a shirt on.  Cheryl had stared down at her young
neighbor from her bedroom window and could not help the automatic
clenching of her thigh muscles, wondering what it'd feel like to have
the handsome hunk deep inside her.  She gasped as she realized just how
awful her sinful thoughts had been.  'My God!  How can I have such
wicked thoughts!  God, I've never looked at another man other than Dave
since we began dating in high school!  And worst of all thinking of my
good friend's teenage son in such a nasty way!' she chastised herself.
She tried to shake her mind clear but she could not dismiss that one
last thought of 'God, if that handsome young man ever put his hands on
me, I just don't think I could find the strength to resist!'

Cheryl Benson, now at age 35, stood at 5'4", a trim 117 lbs with curves
that turned all the men's heads.  Although her natural beauty was an
immediate attraction to the opposite sex, Cheryl at times in her life
felt rather embarrassed and tried to dress very modestly.  She never did
flaunt her sexuality but her beauty and personality had the men flocking
about her.  But with her religious upbringing and her love for her
husband Dave, she had always meant to be faithful to the wedding vows
that they had exchanged at the alter fifteen years ago.

With Julie always making it a point to bump into him at school, Miles
knew that she was dying for him to ask her out.  In the past few years,
he had closely watched her fill out into a stunning young beauty.
However, with her two years younger than he and being his next door
neighbor, he was very hesitant to ask her out on a date.  But as they
were next door neighbors, he often gave her a ride to and from school
and a few times invited her to join his gang of friends at the pizza
parlor or picnics and such.

Each night, Miles continued to stay up late in hopes of getting a
glimpse of the beautiful woman next door.  Then as he anxiously awaited
one night, he muttered "God, I've just got to find a way to get close to
her!"  He smiled as the potential solution came to mind.  With cute
little Julie anxious for him to ask her out, often hinting about it,
what better way for him to spend time at the Benson home and be near the
real woman of his dreams.  To make things even more appealing, young
Julie had really blossomed out in the past year and he knew a lot of
guys at school who were quite eager to get a date with her.

The next day, Miles put his plan into operation and it worked like a
charm.  Julie was so happy and excited when he asked her out on a date
with him that weekend.  She had heard so many rumors of Miles being that
real stud and thus Julie was scared of what he expected of her.  Though
she knew that she would give in to him if it meant the only way to keep
him, her religious beliefs stood in the way.  Her mother saw to it that
she had been brought up in the same religious upbringing, which caused
her to be hesitant at the thought of losing her virginity in her high
school years.

That evening at dinner, Julie excited announced to her parents that
Miles had asked her out on a date.  It was not just to join the group at
the pizza parlor or a picnic like before but an actual date with Miles
alone.  Her father had always liked Miles and his parents and thought
Miles was turning out to be a fine young man.  Cheryl could not say
anything negative, especially with Miles' mother her good friend.  It
was just that Miles had grown into such a confident and handsome young
man, more so she recalled just the effect he had upon her the other
week.  Hearing Julie tell how all the girls at school were anxious to
get a date with Miles, Cheryl certainly knew effect that handsome teen
had on her.

After that first date, Julie was madly in love with Miles and expressed
that fact to her mother.  Then instead of her having to chase Miles
constantly at school, he sought her out and now they had become an
'item' at school.  As they both enjoyed the same music and lived right
next door to each other, they spent time together at each other's home
until dinnertime came around and both parents returned home.  Julie was
quite surprised that Miles never attempted to make any advances upon,
nothing more than holding hands and light kisses.

A couple weeks later, upon getting back from school, Julie turned on the
stereo and told Miles to make himself at home while she took a quick
shower as she was grimy from PE that was her last class for the day.
Miles did make himself at home, nervously sneaking up to see the
upstairs for the very first time.  Knowing where the master bedroom was
located, he quickly made his way there.  Panting for breath, he walked
into the open double doorway and went over to the drapes that had
allowed his viewing pleasure each night.   Swallowing nervously, he
carefully parted the slit in the drapes a bit more to expand his view
into the room.

Hearing the water pipes, he knew that Julie was still in the shower,
giving him some additional time.  He surveyed the part of the bedroom
that he was familiar with, the area near the walk-in closet where the
beautiful Mrs. Benson often bared her sweet sexy body.  Quickly, he then
made his way to the nearby master bath.  There he observed the clothes
hamper that he slowly opened.  At the top of the pile of clothing was
the object of his search, the pair of lacy pink panties that he had
watched sliding down the long ivory legs last night.  He nervously
grasped the silky item, then raised it up to his face, pressing it
against his nose.  He inhaled deeply, the sweet fragrance of the woman
he dreamt of sent a shiver through his body.  This was a prize he'd
treasure forever.

That evening, Mrs. Benson had come home late, having gone to the mall to
look for a gift for coworker's bridal shower.  Darkness had already set
in when she arrived home, then she went straight upstairs to get into
something more comfortable.  In the clothing she had worn to work, she
was still neatly dressed in a white blouse, black skirt, black nylons
and 3" black heels.  She was exhausted, from working and shopping for
the gift, as she slowly made her way to the chair next to the closet.
Just prior to sitting, she reached up under her skirt to push down the
top of her black pantyhose to her upper thighs, then sat in the soft
padded chair.

Slipping out of her heels, Cheryl then slowly rolled and pushed her
black hose down her legs and off her toes.  Standing up, she then pulled
the tucked-in blouse from her skirt and began to unbutton it.
Unbuttoning the top of her skirt, she let it fall to the floor.  She
reached for a halter top and shorts hanging in her closet.  Then she
left her bedroom, turning off the light to join her family downstairs.
Unbeknownst to Cheryl, she had put on quite an exciting show for the
lustful teen next door.  The pink panties that she had worn the day
before was had been wrapped tightly around the pulsing cock of the boy
next door, causing him to spurt his load onto his bedroom wall as he
watched her sexy legs being bared from her pantyhose.

That Saturday, Miles was over at the Benson's listening to some music
with Julie in the living room.  Miles had gotten several glimpses of
Julie's beautiful mother when she had passed through the living to do
some cleaning of another room.  Then Mrs. Benson appeared in the room to
inquire from her daughter "Julie, did your dad leave for the tennis club
already?"  Upon getting the response that her husband had just left,
Miles observed Mrs. Benson give a sigh of disappointment shucks "Oh, no,
guess I'll just have to put off redecorating the spare room till later!"

Miles then quickly inquired "Can I be of any help, Mrs. Benson?"  "Oh,
no!  I just wanted my husband to get down some items down from the
storage above the garage!  It'll have to wait as its quite heavy!" she
replied.  Then Julie came to his aid, adding in "Oh, mom, Miles is even
stronger than dad!  It'd be no problem for him!"  "Oh, Miles is a guest,
honey!  I don't want to trouble him!" she replied.  But Miles stood up
from the living room floor and insisted on helping, telling Julie he'd
be back once he helped her mom.

Going out into the garage through the kitchen door, Cheryl felt a shiver
rush throughout her body at the thought of having this handsome teen so
close to her.  Nervously she explained that she needed to get some boxes
that were located in a large storage area in the top of garage, that the
access was through a trapdoor type entrance.  She watched as the
handsome teen pulled the cord that would bring down the folding ladder
to ground level.  With the ladder in position, she hesitated then she
stammered a bit in telling Miles that she really couldn't trouble him
with this and that it could wait.  But at the handsome teen's
insistence, Cheryl nervously stepped up onto the ladder and made her way
up with Miles following close behind.  Before this Miles was always
tongue-tied when she spoke with him but now she was acting like a
teenage girl, stammering in nervousness in being so close to this
handsome young man.

Miles felt confident, feeling her nervousness and enjoying her
stammering when he had moved close to her.  With her in a loose blouse,
shorts and tennis shoes, he licked his lips as he gazed upon her
flawless long legs that were inches from his face as they ascended the
ladder.  How he wanted to scoot up quickly, to bury his face between her
legs, wanting to smell the same fragrance that had been captured in her
pink panties.  Only now, he wanted to breathe in her sweet fragrance
less any panties and to bury his face in her soft golden fleece.

Once up in the crawl space for storage that had about of 4 ' of height
from the ceiling beams, both were crouching and leaning forward so as
not to bump their heads on the wooden beams.  Cheryl pointed out two
boxes that she wished to be taken down.  Then she knelt down to remove
an item covering another box.  She tried to open that box to view its
contents but was having a bit of difficulty in opening the taped lid.
Suddenly, she froze, unable to move as she felt the handsome teen
crouching right behind her, just a mere inches from her.  Closing her
eyes, heart pounding, she nervously began panting for breath in need of
composing herself.  Then she shivered as a large hand closed over her
right hand.

With a couple of years under his belt in laying the groundwork with
beautiful young girls, Miles could see that the reaction he was seeing
in the lovely Mrs. Benson was really no different.  He had noticed the
way she stammered and shivered when he had brushed up against her as he
had lowered the ladder.  He now noticed how nervous she was in being
alone with him up in the storage attic.  Now was the time for him to
make his move on the woman of his dreams.  He had pretended to look at
was in the box by overlooking her shoulder, had crouched immediately
behind her and was slowly narrowing the few inches that separated them.

As the hand covering hers began to caress her, Cheryl felt another hand
now touch her left arm and it too began to touch her with caresses.  She
could not move at all, not wanting this young man touching her yet
enjoying the intimate touches of this handsome teenager.  With the
teasing caresses on her arms, Cheryl moaned softly, her head leaning
back to rest on the muscular chest of her teenage neighbor.  She was now
helpless in the arms of the handsome teenage stud, her head rolling from
side to side on his chest now desperately wanting to touch her even
more, but she knew better and moaned softly "Ohhhh .......please .........this
.........this is wrong!  Please .........please ............Miles, please ..........you ..........you
must stop this!"

Miles smiled as he continued to caress the soft skin of this beautiful
woman, not paying any attention to her token resistance.  Edging closer,
his head now pressed against hers, he dipped a bit to tease her earlobe
with an exploring tongue.  "Ohhhh, Mrs. Benson, I love you!  I wait up
each night just to get a glimpse of you before you go to bed!"  Then his
left hand slipped from her arm onto her midriff, touching her through
her blouse.  Hearing a moan come from the result of his touch, his right
hand slipped from her other arm onto her bare thigh and he heard a loud
gasp in response.

Helpless to stop the young man, Cheryl could only moan and sob "Please
............please ..........Miles ........I .........I must be true to my husband!  No one
...........no one other than my husband ..........has ever touched me like this!
Please ........oh, please ...........please .......Miles!"  She gasped as the hand on
her midriff moved slowly, fingers making their way between the buttons
of her loose blouse.  Then she felt the exploring fingers touch her bare
flesh, pushing down and going under the cup of her loose bra.  "Ohhh
...........oh, Goddddddd .............noooooo ..........oh, please!" she groaned as a finger
touched her already stiffened nipple.

Cheryl shook as the hand on her thigh began to move upward, a finger
inserting itself into the leg opening, sliding up onto her silky
panties.  She shuddered as the exploring finger traced the outline of
her juicing slit, then pressed down into her womanhood.  With her nipple
being flicked and her sensitive clit being rubbed, Cheryl could only
lean back into the teen behind her and arch up into his teasing
fingers.  "Ohhh ........ohhhhhh ..........ohhhhh, ysssssses!" she groaned loudly
as her body shook an shuddered in an intense orgasm that far surpassed
any she had experienced before.  Her mind drifted as her body continued
to shudder in its climax, then from what seemed very far away, she heard
a familiar voice tell her "I love you, Mrs. Benson!  I dream of you
every night!  I want to make love to you!"

Moments later, Cheryl opened her eyes and nervously looked about,
looking down to see the hand upon her inner thigh with an unseen finger
gently massaging her clit.  The horror of the act she had just committed
consumed her, sending a shudder of shame and humiliation throughout her
body.  She quickly pushed the groping hands away from her and scrambled
on her knees to get away from the handsome teen.  Reaching the opening,
she quickly tried to descend the steep ladder, slipping and nearly
falling to the cement floor.  Making it down safely, she rushed into the
house and managed to slip upstairs without her daughter noticing her.

Ten minutes later, Julie entered the garage to see her handsome
boyfriend working up a sweat as he carried a large box down the steep
ladder.  When Julie inquired if her mother was around, Miles advised her
that her mother must have gone in the house a while ago.  As it was
getting late, he told her he'd head on home and asked her to let her mom
know that the boxes she wanted were right next to the kitchen door.

Upstairs, Cheryl had thrown herself down onto the king-sized bed,
sobbing in disgrace.  'Oh, my God, what have I done!  How could I let a
teenager touch me in such a way!"  The entire event was played back in
her mind, detail by detail as she sobbed in shame.  Then she remembered
what had been whispered in her ear, that he stayed up late each night
just to get a glimpse of her.  Nervously she got up from the bed and
slowly walked over to the closed drapes.  She took a deep breath as she
observed the gap between the drapes.  She looked at where Miles' bedroom
was situated and where he could see into her bedroom.  'Oh, my gosh!  I
often change near the closet.  He .........he must have seen me without any
clothing on!' she worried.  Quickly she pushed the drapes together,
making sure there was no openings.

Over the next week, Miles stayed up as usual but was disappointed each
night as he observed the Benson's drapes pulled tight.   He would have
to go to bed dreaming of that day in the Benson's storage attic.  He had
made the woman of his dreams have a climax by his mere touch.  But now
she had not said a word to him in over a week, obviously upset with him
and being sure to stay up in her bedroom if he was over to visit with
Julie.  He now felt that his aggressiveness had ruined it all, leaving
him with only the memory of being close to her once in his life.

For the past few months, Dave Benson's business had picked up
substantially, requiring him to spend more and more time working.  He
was exhausted when he arrived home each night.  In his need to sleep, he
did not realize that he was leaving his beautiful wife unfulfilled and
in desperate need of sexual relief.  In the few times they had sex, it
had brought Dave great satisfaction as he spurted his cum into the
protective condom and he then quickly dozed off into a deep sleep.
However, he had not realized that his lovely wife had been left high and
dry without coming close of getting the relief she needed.

Ever since that eventful day in the storage space, when Cheryl went to
bed with her husband, it was not Dave who she thought about in the
darkness of the night.  Her mind always played flashbacks of that brief
time her defense had collapsed.  Under the covers, she let her hands
wander about her body, pretending that it was the lustful teen hunk
touching her so intimately.  That seemed to give her the relief and
satisfaction she desperately needed, allowing her body to relax and she
would soon fall asleep still thinking of the boy next door.  Still, it
only deepened the shame and humiliation of her illicit act.

For two weeks after that eventful afternoon, Miles continually awaited
for the Benson's bedroom light to go on.  But he was to be disappointed
that he could not get a glimpse of the beautiful woman next door.  As
this was a Friday night, he had been out on a date with Julie, going to
a movie and then to get some pizza.  Julie had to get up early in the
morning to meet with some of her girlfriends for a social outing
followed by shopping at the mall.  On the date with Julie, Miles learned
that her parents would be home late as her father had some type of
office party.  Taking Julie home early so she could get some rest, they
had arrived back even before her parents.  He told Julie he'd get up
early also and give her a ride to where she was to meet her friends.

Back at his home, Miles was downstairs getting a coke when he saw the
Benson's car drive up into the garage followed by lights going on in
their living room.  He could picture the beautiful woman of his dreams
but only wished that he could see her again.  Ever since that fateful
day in the storage space above the garage, he had only gotten glimpses
of her as she went to and from her home.  He felt so bad in having
gotten her upset with him on that day.  Still, it was a day that he'd
never forget.  When the bedroom light went on, he did not rush up to his
bedroom as he normally did, figuring that the drapes were kept tightly
shut as usual.

Across the way in the Benson's home, Dave Benson decided to pour himself
another drink and take in the late night news.  Meanwhile, his lovely
wife was making her way upstairs to their bedroom.  At the top of the
stairs, Cheryl having had a couple of drinks at the party nervously bit
at her bottom lip, entering her bedroom without turning on the light
switch.  Slowly she made her way to her bedroom window, peeked out to
where the teenage boy's bedroom lay.  Swallowing deeply, she hesitated,
then arranged the drapes so there was a large gap at the middle with the
drapes were drawn together.  Then she went back to turn on the bedroom
light and closed the door.

Slowly making his way up to his room, Miles sipped on his coke.  He
closed the door to his dark bedroom then made his way over to his window
and glanced over to the direction of the Benson's bedroom window.  His
mouth dropped open and blinked twice as he saw a large patch of light
coming through an opening between the drawn drapes.  Grabbing his
binoculars, Miles peered through the opening and saw that it gave him a
view of part of the closet area along with the chair situated right next
to the closet.  His cock twitched, hoping that he would have the
opportunity to again view the woman of his dreams.

His heart beating wildly in his chest, Miles stared through his
binoculars in anticipation.  Then there was a movement, first a shadow,
then the lovely woman was right in the middle of his viewing.  He
realized that Mrs. Benson was looking at his direction, right through
the opening in the drapes.  She was still dressed in the elegant black
dress that she had worn to the party.  He watched as she sat down onto
the chair, then slowly cross a sexy leg over the other.  He watched her
slowly remove her high heel and drop it to the carpeted floor.  Then the
same procedure followed for the other heel.

Miles was getting a hard-on as never before, watching as Mrs. Benson
slowly pushed her skirt up over her crossed leg, till her ivory white
thigh could be viewed above the top of her smoke-colored hose.  He
watched as the clips of her garter were undone, then the dark hose was
slowly being rolled down her sexy white leg, off her beautiful foot and
manicured toes.  A moment later, he watched the same ritual being done
to reveal her other sexy leg.  He stared as the lovely beauty then stood
up, looking in his direction, hands going up to he back of her neck as
she unhooked the top of her dress.  Then the dress was being unzipped,
peeled from her shoulders, falling into a puddle around her.  Miles
licked his lips as he viewed Mrs. Cheryl Benson clad only in a black bra
and panties.  Soon the bra and panties joined the dress onto the carpet.

Desperately, with one hand, Miles fumbled with the button and zipper of
his shorts.  He needed to free himself of his clothing, letting his
stiff cock throb freely in the open air.  He was panting for breath at
the scene unfolding before his very eyes.  He realized that the elegant
and faithful wife next door was putting on a show just for him, for
obviously she was aware that he was watching her.

Nervously, Cheryl slowly sat back in the chair, lifting her legs from
the heap of clothing.  She was totally naked, having done a seductive
striptease, knowing that she was being observed by the handsome teen
next door.  She had never before done anything so wicked in her life.
Lifting one leg up high, she rested her calf on the arm of the chair.
Then she did the same with her other leg, leaving her obscenely spread
wide open for her admirer to view.  She pointed her sexy toes towards
her admirer, then as he had done to her in the storage room, the fingers
of her left hand moved up to flick the nipple of her right breast.
Similar to what Miles had done, her middle finger of her right hand
moved to find her sensitive clit.

First staring out to the opening in the drapes, Cheryl seductively
licked her lips as she touched herself.  Then she closed her eyes,
pretending it was the teen next door that was again touching her in this
manner.  Faster and faster she fingered herself, the sensations building
within her as her toes curled and then she arched up.  Her body
shuddered as she climaxed in an orgasm and then she sat panting in
exhaustion, still with her legs spread obscenely for her teenage
admirer.  The heavy footsteps coming up the stairs brought her back to
reality, causing her to jump up from her chair.  Quickly she gathered
her strewn clothing and rushed into the bathroom before the bedroom door
opened.

The next morning, as Julie hopped in his car, Miles saw that Mr.
Benson's car was pulling out of driveway.  Taking Julie to meet with her
friends, Miles learned that her father was off to spend the day with his
friends at the tennis club.  As he dropped Julie off, Julie advised him
she'd catch a ride back with one of her friends' parents and that she'd
be home about mid-afternoon.  On the drive back home, he pulled off the
side and parked his car.  He got out of the car and ran into the florist
where he purchased a single long stemmed red rose.

Back at home, Miles parked his car and saw that his parents had already
left to visit his grandparents.  With him always next door visiting
Julie, his appearance at the Benson's front door would not arouse any
unnecessary suspicions.  He rang the doorbell and when the front door
opened he greeted the surprised Mrs. Benson.

Cheryl nervously reached out to accept the beautiful rose from the
handsome teen, then stepped back, allowing him entrance into her home.
She knew that Miles had just taken her daughter to meet her friends,
knew that it was not her daughter that he had come over to see.  "Thank
you, Miles!  It's beautiful!" she commented as she looked up into the
eyes of the handsome teen.  Then she stood on tip toes and tilted her
head a bit as the young man's lips descended upon hers.  In the foyer,
they exchanged a passionate kiss, tongues teasing each other in heated
passion.

Moments later, the Benson's marital bed was occupied by the beautiful
young wife and the teenage hunk from next door.  The bed had already
been made and now the two caressed each other's naked body upon the cool
bedspread, touching and exploring each other as they continued their
passionate kisses.  Cheryl moaned loudly as a sensitive pink nipple was
captured between the teen's nursing lips, her body arching up as a
flicking tongue teased her hardened bud.  "Ohhhhhhh, Miles
................ohhhhhhh, yes .................ohhhhhhhhh, yesssss!" she moaned.

Then as she felt her teen lover tracing his lips downward, Cheryl panted
for breath, knowing what he intended on doing.  She arched up as the
handsome teen nuzzled his face into her soft curls, feeling his tongue
moving about in search for her most private treasure.  "Oh, Miles ......I
........I'm afraid ..........I've never.............never ......................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,
Godddddddddd!" she groaned as his hot mouth clamped over her slick
jewel.  Never had she ever experienced the sensation of being eaten by
her lover, never had her husband attempted on pleasing her in this
manner. Lifting her knees, she planted her heels into the bed, arching
her hips up into his slurping mouth, giving herself entirely to him.
"Ohhhh, God .......God, yes ..........ohhhhhhh, I'm cummingggggg .........ohhhh, Miles
................yesssssssss!" she groaned, her body arching up high to feed her
young lover the sweet love nectar from between her thighs.

Miles gazed down at the woman of his dreams, seeing golden fleece matted
with his saliva and her love nectar.  She looked so beautiful with
perfect breasts and perfectly formed pink nipples.  Then he shuffled up
kneel between her widespread thighs, placing his throbbing cockhead up
against her moist slit.  He leaned forward to push his thick cockhead
forward, pushing it into her tight slit.  His cockhead was enveloped in
her tight hot box and Miles pushed forward again, his thick cock
managing to slide in a few more inches.  Panting from the unbelievable
pleasure he leaned forward further, feeling the extreme tightness
gripping him, trying to prevent him from gaining further entrance.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Miles ..................ohhhhhh ....... it hurts ..........it hurts .........you're
...........you're too big ...........ohhhh, Miles, it hurtssss!" Cheryl moaned.
Spreading her thighs as wide as possible, trying to ease the pain,
Cheryl then arched up to capture more of the thick throbbing shaft.
"Oh, God, Miles ......I ...........I've never had anything so biggggggg
..............ohhhh!  Ohhhhh  .......it's soooo deep .........oh, never so deepppp
.........ohhh, honey, yesssss ........fuck me .......fuck me!" she moaned.
"Ahhhhhhhhh ..............ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..................oh, Godddd!" she groaned.  She
felt Miles' long thick cock push deeply into her, deep into her womb,
far deeper than her husband had ever been.

This was far beyond Miles' wildest dreams, never having experienced such
a fantastic fuck.  Lifting up till only his cockhead remained, he slowly
pushed his throbbing cock back into her hot juicing slit.  Then Miles
began to speed up the fuck, bringing squeals and moans of pleasure from
the beautiful wife, squeals of delight that were so familiar to those of
all the young girls who had sampled his thick boner.  Then he felt her
long trim legs wrap themselves around him as she arched herself up to
capture more of his cock. He began thrusting harder and faster while she
was arching into each of his plunging thrust.

As their passionate kiss ended, Cheryl felt her body shudder and spasm,
causing her to moan "Oh, Miles .....................oh, God, Miles
............yessssssssssssss .........I ............I..........I'm cummingggggggg!"  Her body arched
up into the air, lifting her teen lover's muscular body up with her.
Then she felt her young lover thrusting harder and faster into her,
burying his throbbing cock deep into her womb.  Then she heard her lover
groan loudly "Oh, Mrs. Benson ...........ohhhhh, I love you!  Ohhhhhh
.............you're so tight ........so tight .........oh, God ............ohhhhh, Goddddddd!"
She clasped her legs tightly around him, feeling spurt after spurt of
his thick hot seed spurt deep in her fertile womb.

Three more times that day, the Bensons' marital creaked and swayed under
the wild mating of the beautiful wife and her teenage lover.  For years,
Cheryl had her husband put on a protective rubber so she wouldn't get
pregnant.  However, on this day, she did not give any thought of the
consequences of this illicit mating.  Each time she reached an
unbelievable orgasm and her fertile womb was filled to the brim with her
young lover's hot potent cum.  Each time as she arched up, wrapping her
legs tightly around the muscular thighs, she begged him "Oh, yes .........fuck
me ............fuck me ..............yes, cum .........cum in me ......cum deep in me ...............shoot
it in me ....................oh, Miles .......yes .........give me your baby ........I want your
baby .............ohhhhhhhhh, yesssss!"

After their last fuck session, the two lovers dozed off in sheer
exhaustion.  Then they were startled at the slamming of a car door, they
heard Julie's voice yell out "Bye!  Thanks so much for giving me a ride
home!"  Both were in a panic as they scrambled from each others arms and
began to put their clothing back on.  Julie had gone into her room
downstairs but the door to her room remained open.

Peering down from the top of the stairs, Miles watched as Mrs. Benson
stood at the entrance to her daughter's bedroom, chatting with her about
her outing with her friends.  He saw that her body was positioned to
prevent a view of the stairway from inside the bedroom.  With the hand
leaning against the doorway, he saw Mrs. Benson's fingers move to
gesture that he should make his way down the stairway.  Nervously, he
made it down the stairway and quietly exited the backdoor and made a
dash across the yard through the short shrubbery that separated the two
yards.

In the Benson home, Julie told her mother of the fun time that she had
and asked about her day.  Cheryl hesitated in her response, then
teasingly told her daughter "I had a terrific time, too!  After all,
it's not very often that I can get rid of both you and your father at
the same time!  And I spent the entire time in bed!"  Cheryl tried to
hide her blush when her daughter commented "That flower arrangement in
the foyer is just beautiful. That red rose in the middle really makes it
stand out!"

 From that day on, each evening Miles was treated to an erotic striptease
as he peered through his binoculars.  Neither could wait until a rare
opportunity arose in which they could again be alone together.  But
those opportunities would be quite rare with either Julie or her father
always seeming to be around.  When he was over visiting Julie, the two
lovers would have to be satisfied with quick stolen kiss whenever Julie
went to the bathroom or his going to the kitchen for a cold drink.

Dave Benson looked at his lovely wife, concerned about the rather
worried look on her face.  He knew she had been under the weather for
nearly a week now, complaining of queasiness in her stomach each day.
He saw the tears in her eyes as she sat before the mirror, then gave her
a hug from behind and inquired "What's the matter, honey?"  Looking at
her husband's reflection in the dresser mirror, Cheryl couldn't lie "I
......I think I'm pregnant!"

Dave was stunned at the news but hugged his beautiful wife and reassured
her "I'm sorry, honey!  I guess the condom I used last time was faulty!
But don't worry, honey!  Business has been so good, we can afford to
have more kids!  It'll be good to have a little one again!  I know
you've always wanted a big family!  With Julie leaving the nest for
college soon, we'll have room for even more kids!  For me it's great, I
won't have to wear those crummy rubbers anymore!"

In early fall of the next year, Dave Benson adjusted the baby seat in
his wife's car as she planned on spending a week at her parents.  He
knew that her parents were getting too old to make the drive up and they
wanted so badly to see the new addition to the family.  He was glad his
wife managed to take off for a week to spend the time with her parents,
taking along little baby Adam.  He felt so proud, always wanting a son,
telling everyone how much he looked like his 'Dad'!

Little Adam Benson certainly did take after his 'dad', a spitting image
at that age.  Cheryl watched as her husband tucked in the baby, kissing
him goodbye.  She shivered when her husband told little Adam "See ya,
kiddo!  Show your grandparents the good looks you inherited!"  As her
husband headed back to the house, Cheryl waved goodbye to Dave.  Looking
over at her beautiful little baby, she whispered "Yes, Adam, you're
handsome like your daddy!  You're even named after your daddy!"

With everything packed Cheryl started up the car when Julie came running
up.  "Mom, instead of me mailing this to Miles, can you deliver it for
me!  Please!  It's cookies I baked and it'll be really fresh if you
could drop it off!  The college is just a few miles from Grandma and
Grandpa's place!  Here's his address and phone number in case you can't
find it!  He told me that he lives in a light green two-story apartment
building a few blocks from campus!"  She smiled at Julie and told her
she'd manage to find the place make the delivery right away.

Cheryl didn't tell her daughter that she didn't need the paper with
Miles' address and phone number.  She knew exactly where Miles 'Adam'
Shepard lived, in fact, she had already been up to his apartment.  Last
month on her single day visit to her folks, it had been a very quick
visit with her folks, with most of her time in that campus town being
spent on the bed in Miles' apartment.  She looked forward to this longer
trip, especially wanting the baby to see his 'real' father before going
to his grandparents.  With the baby being cared for by his grandparents,
it would be an ideal time to hope that this baby would grow up with a
younger brother or sister.

One evening during the next week, Miles picked up the ringing phone as
he sat up in bed.  Answering the phone, he felt a shudder of pleasure go
through him, enjoying the feel of the soft hand gripping his throbbing
cock.  He looked at the lovely Mrs. Benson lying naked next to him as
she handled his manhood.  He smiled at her as he began talking into the
phone "Hi, Julie!  How are you?  Thanks so much for having your mom drop
off that package of cookies!  They're delicious!  Yeah, I got to see
your cute little baby brother!  Thanks for calling me ahead of time to
let me know your mom was stopping by.  It gave me enough time to get my
apartment cleaned up and get myself presentable before she arrived!"  It
was such a turn-on talking to his girlfriend while her beautiful mother
handled his cock and as her pointed began flicking up an down his
pulsing cockhead.  Just as he was saying goodbye to Julie, Miles arched
up into the stroking fist and sending geysers of hot cum across the face
of Julie's beautiful mother.

The next evening following dinner with her parents, Cheryl left the baby
with them, telling them she was going to spend some time with a friend.
Twenty minutes later, she lay naked with her legs wide spread on the
single bed in the one bedroom of her neighbor's handsome son.  Between
her trim white legs, the wife's young teenage lover bobbed his head up
an down, tonguing the stiff sensitive clit.  "Oh, Miles ............Miles
............oh, lover ...........don't stop ..........I'm so close!" she begged.  But stop
he did, as he lifted himself up with the lovely wife pulling at this arm
to get him to relieve her of her agony.

Miles smiled at the distressed beauty and reached over and grabbed her
purse on the floor, dragging it over to the bedside.  He looked at her
puzzled face as he retrieved her cell phone and begin punching in the
numbers, laughingly telling her "It's your turn to squirm on the phone
tonight, Mrs. Benson!  Isn't it time you checked in with your husband to
tell him how you're doing?"

"No, Miles!  No!  Shut it off ..........quickly!" Cheryl blurted out upon
realizing what number was being dialed.  She reached out to grab the
phone away from him but Miles held it out away from her reach.  They
could both hear the first ring of the phone on the other end.  "Don't
you have a Caller I.D. on your home phone, Mrs. Benson?" Miles inquired
with a big grin, know full well that the Benson's home phone had that
feature.  Just at the end of the second ring, they heard the voice of
Dave Benson "Hello!  Hello! Cheryl .....?"  Then Miles handed her the
phone.

With the Caller I.D., her husband knew the call was coming from his wife
and there was no choice for Cheryl to answer it or to call back
immediately.  "Hello, Dave!  I ......I think we had a bit of a bad
connection but now I can hear you fine!  How are you, honey?" she spoke,
her hips arching up into the teenager's face as her free hand clasped
the back of his head tightly to her.  Listening to her husband on the
line, Cheryl covered the mouthpiece as she emitted a moan of pleasure.
It was such a wicked sensation to be talking to her husband on the phone
while a handsome teen had his face buried between her thighs.  With her
husband still talking to her, Cheryl placed her hand over the
mouthpiece.  She tried to stifle her moan as she shuddered in an orgasm,
the flicking tongue literally driving her up the bedroom wall.

Fortunately for Cheryl, her husband was quite excited over a new
business deal and just had to tell her all about it.  Trying to
recuperate and regain her senses, she felt the muscular hands push at
her hips, turning her till she was on all fours.  Hand still over the
mouthpiece, she panted in fear, feeling her teenage lover scoot up
behind her.  She shivered as she felt the thick cockhead nuzzling up
between her open thighs, searching for her moist slit.

On all fours, Cheryl felt so wicked as she chatted to her husband on the
phone.  She realized that her teenage stud was paying her back for the
night earlier, letting her feel the thrill of wicked sex while she was
on the phone with her husband.  After four days straight of taking the
teenager's long thick cock, plus the slick juices now coating her love
slit, Cheryl shivered at the thick throbbing shaft slowly but easily
pushed itself deep into her.  She couldn't help herself as she began to
push back and ride the invading shaft.

Miles enjoyed the thrill of fucking the beautiful wife of the man
talking to her on the phone.  He had his hands upon her trim hips as he
fucked her doggie style, keeping his strokes slow and constant, wanting
to plunge his cock in harder but knew she'd then be moaning loudly into
the phone.  With the phone being held up to her right ear, Miles bent
over her, teasing her left ear with his exploring tongue.  With the
phone conversation coming to an end, Miles sped up his thrusting cock,
moaning softly into her left ear "Oh, Mrs. Benson, I love you!"  As his
cock spurted deep into her fertile womb, he felt her cunt muscles
squeeze tightly around his spurting cock, then heard her respond loudly
into the phone "I love you too, honey!"

Just over a month later, in the privacy of the Benson's bedroom, Dave
enjoyed the passionate kiss his lovely wife was giving him.  She seemed
so happy at the moment, delving her teasing tongue into his mouth,
something that he was normally the one to initiate.  He was inquisitive
when Cheryl whispered into his ear "Honey, are you ready for a
surprise?"  He looked at this lovely wife as she continued "You remember
how you didn't want to go back to using a condom after Adam was born
.........how we were going to try and time things!  Well, I guess that method
has flaws!  Um hummm, yes, Dave ..........you're going to be a 'daddy'
again!"  There had been a number of times that they had refrained from
lovemaking, his lovely wife telling him that timing just was not being
right, something that she never told her teenage lover.

Several years later, Julie was working as a flight attendant for a
charter airline and Miles had just graduated from college.  Julie was so
excited as she looked at herself in the full length mirror as her mother
helped her adjust her bridal veil.  "Mom, I never thought I'd be telling
you this but I'm really going to be walking down the aisle as a
'virgin'!  I actually managed to keep Miles at bay for all these
years!"  She was so happy that Miles had been agreeable to have her
little brothers involved in their wedding, Adam being a 'junior usher'
while little Mike being the ring bearer.  Miles was happy to have the
two young boys involved, in fact he thought it would be quite
appropriate that his two 'sons' be a part of the wedding party.


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