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Breathless
by Adam Bookbinder (wordfactory@lycos.co.uk)


Back Cover

Breathless in an unashamedly graphic account of the
seduction of an 11-year-old boy by a young woman.
Living out her most decadent of erotic fantasies, she
finds herself with a boy who, although virginal and
inexperienced, is as eager to learn as she is to teach.
Their time together is short but she sets out to show
him as many pleasures of the flesh as she can and finds
herself falling in love along the way. Although
Breathless is an erotic story that concentrates on the
sexual, it's also a story of forbidden desire, love and
passion. Rather than being pornograhic, Breathless is
erotica that women will enjoy reading, as much, if not
more, than men.

A Note to Readers

If you'd like to comment on Breathless then write to
me at the above e-mail address. I'm quite happy to
receive constructive criticism, as well as praise, and
however much or as little as you might want to say, all
comments are welcome. I'm also open to special requests
and these could be either for particular acts that you'd
like to see take place in a future story, or a complete story.
Although I've got a good imagination, if you've got any
ideas to make a future story even more erotic, I'd love
to hear them!



Chapter One

She gazed at the ceiling, hardly able to take in the
events of the afternoon. My god, she thought to
herself, she'd just been romping nearly naked with an
11-year-old boy on her sofa bed. She couldn't believe
what she'd done, but it had been an incredible
experience that had left her feeling breathless and
yearning for more. Much more.

Her body was tingling all over since he'd left her
apartment, just a few short minutes ago, and she lay
there savoring her excitement and the eroticism of the
moment. She gently ran her fingertips across her
nipples and sighed as she remembered the delicious
feeling of his young skin against her own.

She had been delirious with excitement after getting
him back to her apartment, and had begun to kiss him
urgently without either of them uttering a word. The
sexual tension was electric. She'd pulled his clothes
off without resistance and was delighted as his
trembling fingers had helped her with her own. She
stripped down to her panties, leaving his underpants on
to avoid any embarrassment that their complete
nakedness might have caused him. A pretty 28-year-old
woman in just her panties was probably about as much as
an 11-year-old could handle, she'd thought. Better to
keep their genitals aesthetically packaged away in
cotton underwear than risk his embarrassment and
possible loss of interest.

He was so sweet. He'd had to go home to avoid being
late for his dinner, but she'd virtually had to push
him out of the apartment or he'd never have left. But
he'd be back in an hour or so, as soon as he'd eaten
his meal, and on Saturday evenings, he'd told her, he
was allowed to stay out until 9pm. It was hardly worth
getting dressed, she mused to herself. Maybe she should
just lie there as she was, with the front door slightly
ajar for him to find her, nearly naked and still
aroused from their earlier fumblings and her own
exploring fingers. This next time, she decided, his
underpants were definitely coming off, and they'd make
love, with candles burning and soft music playing in
the background.

Her heartbeat raced as she thought about him. She
wanted and needed him more at that moment than she'd
ever needed anybody before. She chewed her bottom lip
as she remembered how good it had felt to explore his
lithe, slim body.

'What sort of girl am I?' she asked herself
rhetorically as she remembered him lying on top of her,
with his smooth, flat tummy pressing against her own.
And when she'd kissed him he'd ground his hips against
her gently, almost as if he was doing it
surreptitiously, perhaps hoping that she wouldn't
notice. His hardness had thrilled her. Not a broom-
handle hardness, more a sort of man's-middle-finger
kind of size. Nice she thought. Big enough to have fun
with, but not so big that its size would spoil the
gentle eroticism of their encounter.

'I wonder if he'll have any hair yet?' she wondered.
Not that it made much difference, but somehow the
thought that he might be completely hairless aroused
her more. It made him more of a child, and their
encounter somehow would be all the more taboo.

She'd find out soon enough. The minutes were ticking by.

Her fingertips traced complex lines across her skin as
she contemplated his prepubescent body. It would be
nice if he was hairless, it added to the erotic
perversity of it all. And, she savored the prospect of
her tongue finding smooth, hairless skin at the base of
his penis, a lovely contrast to the acrid smelling,
hairy bush of a man. Such a delicious thought.

The minutes were passing.

He'd be back soon and her fingers slipped below the
waistband of her panties as she contemplated their next
encounter. Her legs spread wider as her fingers found
the hard little bud at the top of her moist groove. She
breathed deeply, was that footsteps on the stairs? she
wondered.

Chapter Two

He was such a darling. To get back so quickly he must
have wolfed down his tea and run all the way back
without stopping. There were beads of sweat on his
forehead and he was panting, which was not surprising
since he lived at least three miles away. She casually
glanced at the clock on the wall. It had just turned
six. They had about two-and-a-half hours if he was to
be home by nine.

Adrenaline shot through her veins like electricity and
her pulse raced. She could do a lot with an 11-year-old
boy in two-and-a-half hours. He grinned at her. She was
still lying on the sofa bed in just her panties, her
head resting on a pile of soft feather pillows. There
was no need to get up. She just grinned back and gave
him a seductive look that said, god I fancy you, and
she was sure that even a little boy of Matthew's age
would understand its meaning.

The boy was breathing quickly, but he couldn't still
be out of breath from his run to Zoe's apartment, he
was turned on, and was staring at her with real
excitement in his eyes. She liked him looking at her.
She knew her body was sexy and the exhibitionist in her
loved showing off ... especially to a cute young boy.

Zoe was lithe and slim with small breasts, narrow hips
and a flat tummy. When she lay on her back with her
arms over her head, her breasts almost disappeared, and
you could see the faint outline of her ribcage beneath
her smooth, pale skin. One of her favorite role-playing
games, with adult boyfriends, was to dress up as a
schoolgirl, and she loved the reaction she got when
they saw how convincingly young she looked.

When she tied her long dark hair into pigtails and
dotted a few freckles across her delicate nose, she was
so convincing that her last boyfriend, Joe, had said
that it was like fucking a real 14-year-old. Zoe had
liked that. She liked playing the horny little
schoolgirl in bed, and it was nice to know that she did
it really well.

It was something she'd done with all her past
boyfriends. Apart from the fact that it was good, sexy
fun, it opened the door to discussing all sorts of
other sexual fantasies. If a guy was turned on by
schoolgirls, well, that was what Zoe wanted ... a lover
with no morals and a dirty mind who would accept her
fantasies about young boys. Those who failed the test
were quickly passed over. Her last boyfriend had been
perfect. He'd been pretty much into everything, and
she'd enjoyed sharing her dirtiest fantasies with him
in-between the sheets. The relationship had come to a
natural end a few months ago, but during the time
they'd been together, he'd taught her a lot about the
sexuality of prepubescent boys from his own first-hand
experience. What he'd told her simply confirmed her
belief that some young boys really were horny, a fact
she was now discovering for real.

The boy was staring right at her crutch. God he was
cute. She spread her legs for him and her heart
fluttered as she watched his jaw drop slightly. Oh God,
this was going to be fun. He couldn't take his eyes off
her. She slipped her hand into her panties and her
fingers slid down, in-between her slim legs and over
her smooth hairless lips. She didn't like pubic hair.
As far as she was concerned it got in the way of oral
sex, so for years now she'd been having it
professionally removed. It was expensive, but the
results were worth it. Smooth bare skin, without rashes
or nasty little patches of stubble.

She wondered again if Matthew was hairless. The memory
of his little hard-on was still fresh in her mind from
this afternoon when she'd felt it pressing into her as
they'd cuddled. Then, as he'd got up to leave, she'd
caught a brief glimpse of it showing through his pale-
blue underpants before he pulled on his jeans. Fully
erect it was about the size of a man's middle finger
she'd guessed. It was certainly big enough to have an
awful lot of fun with, whilst still being small enough
to look like a child's penis, which, after all, was
what she wanted.

'You got back quickly,' she said smiling, 'Were you
missing me?' She spoke slowly, watching him closely,
and, while she spoke, her middle finger found her moist
clitoris, rubbing it gently. She knew the boy could see
her hand moving inside her pants. She wanted him to
see, and she watched for his reaction.

Matthew nodded slightly in answer to her question but
his eyes never drifted from her crotch. He was
transfixed, mesmerized by what she was doing. He
certainly wasn't scared or nervous. She watched his
expression carefully as her finger slid down the length
of her slit to her vaginal entrance, and then back up
to her clitoris. She was very wet, and very turned on.

Her courage grew as it became obvious that he was
enjoying the little show, and her hand moved more
rhythmically between her legs. If Matthew knew anything
about masturbation, he must know what she was doing,
and from the look on his face he certainly seemed to.
He was breathing erratically and then, in what seemed
like a subconscious action his hand moved to his own
crotch and he squeezed himself gently through his
jeans. Oh my God, she thought, I'm turning him on!

In her fantasies she'd hoped above all else that
little boys could get horny. Her fantasy boys were
always able to get and maintain an erection for long
enough to make love. Her ex-boyfriend, Joe, had told
her that little boys could certainly do that from the
age of about nine and upwards, and he'd said that they
could have orgasms and almost immediately regain an
erection. In fact, he'd told her, as a young boy he'd
masturbate several times a day and could bring himself
to orgasm, never loose his erection, and could keep
wanking until he came again.

This sexual athleticism is lost as soon as a boy
starts to produce sperm properly, he'd told her.
Although young, post-pubescent males could come more
often than their older counterparts, a sperm-producing
teenager needed some time in-between orgasms to recover
and could have fewer orgasms in one session than
prepubescent boys.

A lot of prepubescent boys, he'd explained, could
orgasm more like women and keep going after orgasm
without loosing their erection, or without needing much
time before they regained it. They could also have more
orgasms and keep going for longer than post-pubescent
males. He'd based these facts on his own recollections
of pre and post-puberty but had also shown her some
research conducted by Kinsey that backed up what he
said. After learning these facts Zoe's fantasies about
little boys had gone into overdrive.

She hoped that Matthew would have this natural,
prepubescent puppy-lust. She wanted to make love to him
slowly and sensuously, and make him come sweetly in her
arms. She also wanted to have dirty sex with him. She
wanted to lie him on the bed and wank him off over and
over again. She liked the thought of masturbating a
child to orgasm, and she hoped she'd be able to make
Matthew come like that, and get him pumping his narrow
hips up and down against her fist.

'Why don't you take your T-shirt off like before?' Zoe
asked him.

He looked up at her and grinned. Then, without
hesitation, he pulled his top up and over his head.

'Shall I take my jeans off too?' It was no surprise to
Zoe that he'd asked, after all, they'd got down to
their underwear earlier in the day, and Zoe was still
only wearing her panties.

She nodded slowly, her eyes locked with his,
communicating her passion. She sat forward on the bed
and grabbed a cool glass of mineral water as Matthew
fumbled with his zip. The adrenaline was pumping. He
was just, simply gorgeous. Short blonde hair, big blue
eyes, and smooth, pale skin that was so perfect, so
unblemished, it was like porcelain.

He pushed his jeans down to his ankles and then stood
rather awkwardly in front of her wearing just his
underpants. Zoe swung her feet down onto the floor,
sitting on the edge of the bed and leaning forward
slightly to get a better look. Kicking his jeans to one
side he shuffled awkwardly from one foot to the other,
his eyes alternately shifting between Zoe and spot on
the floor just in front of his feet.

There was no rush, and Zoe savored the view, taking
another sip of mineral water, as her mouth was dry with
excitement. Despite the fact that she was wearing only
the briefest pair of panties, his own partial nakedness
seemed to embarrass him slightly. He seemed momentarily
occupied with a mark on the floor in front of him,
extending his right toe and rubbing it from side to
side as if trying to remove it.

Zoe could hardly believe her luck. It was a dream come
true. A real, live, 11-year-old boy was standing in
front of her in just his underpants, and this was no
fantasy. She admired his near-naked body. He was very
slim, without being skinny, and he had a lovely flat
stomach with a small, round tummy button that was
neither an inny, nor an outy. Zoe loved it. It was sexy
and cute. She could imagine dribbling honey all round
it and then licking it off slowly with just the tip of
her tongue.

His chest was smooth and flat, without the muscle
development an adult man would have, and his corrugated
ribs showed through his pale skin. She liked his
nipples. They were small and faintly pink with a tiny
round knob of flesh in the centre. Although small, they
were the perfect shape for nibbling, and she hoped
she'd be able to make them nice and hard when she
played with them later.

He was staring at her now in what Zoe thought was a
very adult way. They'd already romped together nearly
naked earlier that afternoon and from the look on
Matthew's face he wanted more. As she studied him she
noticed his beautiful big, blue eyes and boyish good
looks. But, apart from being good looking he was also a
typical lad and she liked that. He perpetually had
grazes on his knees, and in most of his spare time he
was usually either playing football or climbing trees.
God she fancied him.

Maybe he'd like to be her boyfriend. She liked the
thought of that. They could go out on dates together.
She could take him to the cinema and snog him on the
back row when no one was looking. They'd go to one of
those quiet, old cinemas, that hardly anyone goes to
anymore, and sit in a corner at the back kissing and
cuddling. Then, making sure no one could see, she'd
unzip his jeans, push his cotton briefs to one side and
wank him off.

Zoe flashed him a wicked grin. 'Dare you to take your
undies off,' she said, her eyes sparkling.

Matthew averted his eyes bashfully, but he couldn't
hide the smile that flickered at the corners of his
mouth. 'I will if you take yours off first,' he said,
glancing at her, his eyes sparkling.

Zoe grinned. Okay she thought, if he wants to see me
naked he can. Christ, I want him to see me naked! She
stood up, facing him, and slowly pushed her panties
down her long, slim legs. Matthew's jaw dropped so that
his lips formed an almost perfect circle, and his eyes
were glued to crotch.

'Come here,' she said, gently taking his hand and
leading him over to the bed. Sitting on the edge she
parted her legs so that he could get a better look.
'You'll see better if you kneel down,' she smiled, and,
as he did so, she parted her outer lips to expose the
pink inner folds.

There was something incredibly erotic about exposing
her genitals so blatantly to a little boy. In some ways
she felt as though she were back at school playing you-
show-me-yours, but she also felt a bit like a flasher
and found it very arousing. Matthew crouched in-between
her legs peering at her most private place as if it
were an exhibit in a museum, his eyes like saucers.

The door to the kitchen creaked as Zoe's cat, Mrs
Tibbs, brushed past on her way into the room. Zoe idly
wondered what she would think of her mistress sitting
naked in front of a little boy who was staring intently
at her crotch like there was a TV down there or
something. She and Mrs Tibbs were on the same
wavelength though, and she was sure that the cat would
approve of this cute little boy. In fact, she was quite
sure that Mrs Tibbs liked little boys too.

'It's wet!' he said, as his inspection of her took him
close enough to notice. Zoe was pleased that he was
simply pronouncing his discovery, and wasn't disgusted
with what he'd observed.

'Of course it's wet,' she giggled. 'I'm turned on.
You're making me horny. That's what happens to girls
when we get excited. The more turned on we are the
wetter we get. Boys get a stiffy and girls get wet.'

Matthew was obviously considering this information
when Zoe asked, 'Do you know much about sex?'

'Yeah, course I do!' he replied, trying to sound grown
up. Zoe was sure he probably did know quite a bit, but
by the time she'd finished with him he'd know an awful
lot more.

'When a boy's willy gets stiff, he puts it in the
girl's vagina,' she explained, 'and the girl's vagina
gets sort of juicy so his willy will go in easier.
That's why I'm wet.'

Matthew seemed to think for a while, frowning
slightly, then asked, 'Zoe, what happens when the boy
gets his cock in the girl's hole, what does he do then?
Does he just kind of leave it there or what?'

Zoe reached over for the glass of mineral water. Her
mouth was so dry and she was shaking so much she felt
sure Matthew would notice. Not only was this whole
situation becoming increasingly erotic, she'd now
discovered he probably did know quite a bit about sex,
calling his willy a cock and referring to her vagina as
a hole. After all, he was a bit of a street kid, and
this was exactly what she'd hoped for. But, to answer
his question she wanted to explain how good sex felt,
so that he'd understand why people did it, rather than
just explaining the mechanics.

'Well, remember when we snogged this afternoon?
Remember how sexy it was kissing with tongues, and how
sexy it was to feel your bare skin on mine?'

Matthew was nodding in agreement, concentrating on
Zoe's reply.

'Well all that felt good didn't it? You kissing me,
our naked tummies and chests pressing together. Well,
imagine doing that with your, err ... your cock in my
hole as well.' She was so turned on just saying these
words that she was finding it difficult to speak. Her
voice was certainly breaking up slightly. She paused
for a moment as she struggled to find the perfect
explanation. 'Do you know what masturbating, err,
wanking is?' she asked.

'Yeah, course I do!'

'And, do you wank much? I mean, most boys do. It's
normal. And, well girls do it loads to. I mean ... I
do.' Her head spun as she contemplated him admitting
that yes, he did indeed wank. Come on she thought, come
on, say yes and be my dirty, horny little boy.

'Yeah, I s'pose.'

'And, do you like it?'

Please, please say yes, she thought.

Matthew blushed slightly, but then his eyes sparkled
and a grin broke out on his face. 'Yeah ... but it's
always nicer when someone else does it for you,' he
replied, using a witty line he'd heard one of the older
boys saying at school.

'And, has anyone else ever masturbated you? Zoe asked,
delighted that he thought of masturbating as something
nice, and, even if jokingly, he was aware that it was
nicer when someone else did it to you. Surely this was
going to lead somewhere. Oh please God let happen, she
thought.

Matthew wrinkled up his nose slightly. 'Nah,' he said,
disappointedly, 'I did nearly get Erica, this girl at
school, to do it, but we got caught by Mr Crich and we
got into loads of trouble. We were banned from seeing
each other for ages.'

'How far did you get?' Zoe asked, riveted by this
little tale of young lust.

'I got my hand in her knickers and she'd undone my fly
when Mr Maxwell burst in on us.' There was a note of
real disappointment in his voice.

'Where were you doing it?'

'In the theatre, behind the curtains. We never even
heard him coming. He must have been spying on us. He's
always got it in for me anyway.'

'Bet you were pretty fed up,' Zoe commiserated.

'Totally. Erica's dead fit. Everyone fancies her.'

'And how old is she?'

'12 I think.'

Wonderful, Zoe thought, he likes older women already.
Then, deciding there was nothing else to learn about
Erica she continued with her sex education talk. 'Well,
anyway, you know how when a boy wanks, he makes a fist
with his hand to grip his cock, then rubs it up and
down?'

Matthew's upturned face nodded, mesmerized again by
this pretty woman's sex lesson.

'Well it feels good doesn't it? And you keep doing it
till you come. Do you know what coming is?' she asked
hoping he would. 'Yeah,' he replied, pausing slightly,
'It's like when yer whole body just kind of like buzzes
and shakes and you just go wild.' He was nodding as he
spoke, and did so with no embarrassment at all. He was
soaking up all Zoe's information and simply didn't want
her to stop.

Zoe was trembling and she took another quick sip of
mineral water from the glass, which she then returned
to the bedside table. Things were looking good. Not
only does he know what masturbation is but he's
obviously experienced orgasms too! This is going to be
perfect, she thought.

'Right okay,' she said continuing, 'when a boy gets a
hard-on, and a girl gets wet the boy pushes his cock
into her hole and then moves it in and out of her till
he comes. The in-and-out movement feels a bit like
wanking only a million times better.' Just talking like
this was getting her horny. As they talked she watched
his lips and how close they were to her exposed sex.
How nice it would be, she thought, to grab his sweet,
young face and fuck that schoolboy mouth. But, no, no,
she had to wait, she told herself. She had to be patient.

'So,' she continued 'the feeling of your cock in a
girl's hole is a bit like being wanked, plus you get to
kiss and rub your bare tummies together too!' Much more
of this kind of talk, Zoe thought, and she might just
have to rape him.

Matthew's cheeks were flushed pink and it was obvious
that what she was telling him was having an effect. He
was thinking about what she said and she could see that
he obviously had questions about what she'd just told
him. Questions he'd probably never been able to ask
before but now felt that he could.

'Is it true that people suck each other too?' he
asked, with such an innocent expression on his cute
face that Zoe thought she'd explode with lust.
Spontaneous human combustion caused by massive overload
of sexual arousal.

'Where did you hear that?' she asked curiously. 

'Other boys mostly,' he said, then hesitating
slightly, he went on, 'And, I've read about it on the
internet and seen some pictures too.'

This was better than Zoe had ever imagined in her
wildest dreams. 'Well yes, definitely, people do and
it's called oral sex and, well it's great. For a boy
it's like being masturbated again but instead of a hand
you're using the girls mouth. The girl sucks it and
uses her tongue to make it feel like good,' she
explained, trying hard to stop her voice from shaking

'Wicked! And, have you ever, err, I mean ... have
you...'

'Sucked a boy's cock?' she replied, finishing the
question for him. 'I have yes and I love doing it. I
love sucking boy's cocks, and I always let them come in
my mouth too. It's gorgeous!' Zoe wasn't sure how long
she could control herself for and she sighed as she
reached for the mineral water, as if taking a break
after some arduous exercise.

'The thing is,' she continued, 'all the times I've had
sex it's been with men but what I'd really love to do
is to try it with a young boy.' She sighed again but
nervously this time. She was aware that this statement
was maybe a bit risky and she hoped she hadn't been too
obvious. She chewed the inside of her cheek as she
waited for Matthew's reply.

A broad grin broke out on the boy's face and his eyes
sparkled. He was an intelligent boy and wasn't slow on
the uptake. He knew immediately what Zoe was trying to
get at.

'You don't mean young boys as in like 17 or 18-year-
olds do you?' he asked, smiling hopefully.

'No, sweetheart, I don't.' She shook her head as she
spoke and their eyes locked together in mutual
understanding. 'I mean young boy as in, well, like your
age...' She had to pause again for more mineral water.
This was make-or-break time. 'So, I guess I'm telling
you I fancy you,' she croaked, 'and ... and, well, if
you'd like to have sex with me, you can.'

Matthew's jaw had dropped again, except this time he
couldn't open his mouth any wider if he'd tried. There
was still the chance that he'd grab his clothes and run
home to tell his mummy, but somehow Zoe doubted it. He
was up for it, she was sure.

'You don't have to answer me right now. I'm going to
give you a few minutes to think about it. I'm going to
the toilet, okay? If you don't want to have sex, then
just get dressed while I'm gone. If you do, then take
your undies off and lie on the bed. That makes it easy
for you to say no, coz, if you do, we'll still be
friends. Okay?' Zoe stood up as she spoke, stepping
over the nearly naked boy at her feet, and began to
slowly make her way over to the bathroom.

Matthew just nodded, a look of amazement and virtual
disbelief on his face. This kissing and cuddling that
afternoon had nearly blown his mind. He just couldn't
believe his luck. But for things to have come this far
so quickly, was just totally amazing. All those
pictures he'd masturbated too of guys fucking and being
sucked by girls, well, now it was his turn. Jesus, he
felt like dancing in the street!

Zoe turned as she got to the bathroom door. 'Just
remember this though,' she said over her shoulder, 'if
you are on the bed when I come back, then we will have
sex, and we'll do all the stuff we've been talking
about, and more besides. And believe me sweetheart,
you'll love it.' She smiled as she said this and then
disappeared into the bathroom. Once inside she glanced
at herself in the bathroom mirror. Surely he wouldn't
say no. She was pretty, slim, sexy, and she just
couldn't imagine him not wanting to. After all, they'd
already snogged, she knew he'd got a hard on, and now
she knew that he regularly masturbated to orgasm, and
Jesus, he even knew about oral sex too!

There wasn't anything she really wanted to do in the
bathroom except wipe herself with a towel to get rid of
some of the excess wetness. Mainly she wanted to give
Matthew time to think. She really didn't want him to
feel pressured into doing something he didn't want to
do. Her fantasy boys were always very horny and as
hungry for sex as she was. Joe had told her how horny
he was when he was young and she'd even read reports in
the paper about boys younger than Matthew committing
sexual assaults on girls. So she knew that young boys
got horny. She just hoped that Matthew was going to be
one of them. Fingers crossed!

The minutes were passing quickly. It was time to see
whether Matthew had got dressed or whether he was
waiting for her on the bed. In just a few minutes there
was every chance that she could be having sex with a
very cute 11-year-old boy. Or, then again, he might
decide he wanted to go home. She might have scared him
off. She mustn't forget that he was only a child, and
the prospect of having sex with a grown woman might
seem daunting to him, possibly even frightening. She
also had to remember that even if she did try to have
sex with him, things might not work out. He might not
be able to get a hard-on for instance. He might not
like what she did to him and she might have to stop.
Sex was never guaranteed to be good with anybody and
there were surely a lot more things that could go wrong
with a little boy than with an adult man or woman.

On the other hand, it could be absolute heaven. Just
like in her fantasies.


Chapter Three

Zoe's excitement was so intense that it was almost
debilitating. Her mouth was dry, despite having had
another sip of water in the bathroom, and her body was
trembling. Matthew was lying naked on her bed, and,
propped up on pillows, grinning at her, slightly
nervously, as she entered the room.

Of course he was nervous, she knew he would be. She'd
never seen him completely naked before and he was
likely to be a bit bashful if nothing else. What she
must remember is that this was a momentous occasion in
his young life. He was about to loose his virginity.
He'd probably remember this day forever and she wanted
to make it really special for him. She needed to show
him a lot of respect and move slowly at first. And,
she had to pay him lots of compliments to help build
his confidence.

There was everything to be gained by this, for both of
them, if all went well. Hopefully it could be the
beginning of an ongoing relationship and, if that were
to happen, under her tutelage he could become an adept
and confident lover. The thought of a little boy who
could take the lead, ask for sex when he wanted it and
perhaps take the initiative was very appealing.

She stood at the foot of the bed and returned his
grin. She wanted to let him get a good look at her body
and, of course, she was dying to get a closer look at
him, now that he'd taken his underpants off. His legs
were slightly parted and his penis was lying flaccidly
on his scrotum. His entire genital region, Zoe noted,
was completely smooth and hairless, and for a moment
she felt slightly faint. He was perfect. Lithe and
slim, with no signs of developing manhood whatsoever.
He was all child, and as she contemplated this she felt
more than a twinge of excitement in-between her legs.

Zoe put some music on and began lighting the many
candles that she had dotted around the room. Then,
having switched on the two bedside lamps, she turned
out the main light and padded barefoot through to the
kitchen to get something to drink. She poured some
fresh orange juice into a glass jug, topped it up with
champagne and grabbed a couple of glasses. A bit of
alcohol won't hurt, she thought, and it might help to
relax their nerves.

She poured a glass of juice and knelt down on the bed
next to him. 'You know you're gorgeous,' she told him.
No man had ever made her this excited before and she
could hardly believe her luck to be in this situation
at all. She lay down beside him, and, with her head
propped up on her left hand she gazed at him dreamily.
She traced fine lines with her fingertips backwards and
forwards across his flat tummy and glanced at his cock
again wondering how long it would be, if at all, before
it was hard again. Her finger tips circled his tummy
button, then gently pressed it, making him giggle
slightly, placing his own two hands on top of hers, but
without attempting to move her away. So far so good,
she thought.

Mrs Tibbs purred contentedly on her armchair as Zoe
gently brushed her moist lips against Matthew's. His
mouth opened and their tongues slid against each other
in a deliciously erotic, adult-on-child kiss. Matthew
hadn't forgotten what he'd learned that afternoon, and
Zoe was thrilled as she felt his hand press down gently
on the back of her head.

For all Zoe could care the next two hours could last
for two months. She felt as if she'd entered paradise
and she wished that she could stop time completely and
stay there, doing what she was doing forever. As they
kissed her hand gently caressed his chest and tummy.
She alternately used her fingertips and the palm of her
hand against his bare skin, stroking him gently. The
truth of the matter was that she was having a damn good
feel of a naked 11-year-old boy and she was loving it.

Just kissing Matthew was one of the most erotic things
she'd ever done. Fuck, she was actually snogging a
child, and my God it was turning her on! She noticed
that his breathing was becoming a little more erratic,
and, when she glanced down his body she was thrilled to
see that his penis was erect without her ever having
touched it.

There was no going back now. This wouldn't end until
he'd come sweetly, in-between her legs, in her mouth
and in her hand. She wondered if he produced sperm yet
and decided that just in case he did, his first orgasm
really ought to be in her mouth. If he had any nectar
in those baby balls then she wanted it on her tongue.

His penis was gorgeous and it was just a perfect size:
small enough to look right as part of a child's body
and big enough to be a fun little sex toy. What's more,
it looked absolutely rock hard and it seemed to hover,
a centimetre or so above his body, quivering slightly
as if to demand attention as it pointed up towards his
tummy button like a little arrow. His pale, white
foreskin was slightly retracted, so she could see the
deep pink of his glans penis, or "helmet" as she called
it, and, from what she could see it looked slightly
moist. His balls were about the size of grapes and the
whole area was completely hairless. She couldn't wait
to get to it, feel it, squeeze it, peel back his
foreskin and gently masturbate him. But that could
wait. She wanted him to be as desperate for it as she
was now, if he wasn't already.

She broke away from kissing him and his eyes opened,
gazing dreamily into her own. 'Are you enjoying this?'
she asked, 'Is it nice?'

The boy's cheeks were flushed pink and he nodded
excitedly, a gorgeous smile telling her all she needed
to know. She bent down and kissed his ear, alternately
nibbling and probing with the tip of her tongue. He
sighed as she did so and she slid her hand back up to
his chest to play with his small pink nipples. They
were puckered into hard, fleshy points and she pinched
first
one and then the other, tweaking them between her
fingertips.

'Matthew, will you promise me something sweetheart?'
she whispered into his ear.

'Yeah ... sure,' he breathed in reply.

'If something feels good and you want to moan, or make
any kind of noise, then just do it. If something feels
good or you want me to do something special, then just
tell me, don't be shy. Just relax and enjoy it darling,
okay?' It was not so much a question as an instruction,
and it was whispered, with her lips just a few
centimetres away from his ear.

When he replied his voice too was a whisper. 'Yeah ...
just don't stop ... and ... will you touch my err ...
my...'

He didn't have to finish the sentence. Zoe knew
exactly what he wanted.

'Would you like me to give you a little wank darling?'

His head nodded eagerly in reply, his eyes sparkling.

'How would you like me to put your willy in my mouth
and suck it too?' she asked.

He nodded again, his tongue in-between his lips.

'Good, and I will soon, but we don't need to rush
okay? First I want you to open your mouth for me, nice
and wide.'

He lifted his head up off the pillows to kiss her but,
smiling, she gently pushed him back down. 'No darling,
just open your mouth wide for me. Like you're at the
dentist. Okay?'

He did so without question and Zoe slipped her tongue
into his mouth, but this time she didn't want to kiss
him. She just wanted to lick and suck his mouth, lips
and tongue, tasting him for her own pleasure. She
licked deeply inside his mouth and then sucked his lips
and tongue. She wanted to taste him, feel him on her
tongue and drink his saliva. Matthew knew all about
snogging, he'd done it with girls at school, but he'd
never experienced anything quite like this before. It
was nice though and he was quite happy to let this girl
lick his mouth out and suck his tongue as much as she
wanted.

Whilst she was sucking and licking the boys mouth her
hand slid across his chest to his nipples and she
pinched first one and then the other, squeezing them
more firmly than she had done before. He sighed and
moved his body slightly against her hand. Almost
reluctantly she left his mouth, sliding her lips down
his neck, sucking and licking his smooth, baby soft
skin as she
went. Then, finding herself at his chest she pressed
her nose against his skin and breathed in deeply,
savoring the unique smell of a child's young skin.

He arched his back slightly as the tip of her tongue
found his left nipple, and her hand returned to
stroking his flat tummy. His muscles quivered slightly
as she dragged her fingertips across his skin, being
careful to avoid bumping into his little erection. She
liked tummies, especially hairless, young boys'
tummies, and she couldn't wait to feel his against
hers again. She wanted their flat tummies pressing
together. The feeling was so sensual. What a thought:
two flat tummies pressing together, skin to skin, one
belonging to a cute 11-year-old boy and other to a slim
28-year-old woman. But that could wait until he was on
top of her, with his stiff little penis buried to the
hilt in her vagina. Yummy, she couldn't wait!

Her hand pressed flat against his tummy now. She was
having a good feel of his baby smooth skin, and, while
she did so, she chewed and sucked on his little pink
nipples. She sucked hard on one, and then pulled away
to see his wet skin a with deep red where her mouth had
been.

He exhaled deeply and moved beneath her. 'I like it
when you do that,' he sighed, it's nice.'

Do you like it when I bite a bit too? I'm not hurting
you am I?'

'No ... it's nice,' he replied dreamily and gently
pressed his hand on the back of her head, pushing her
back towards his nipple. She glued her lips around it
and sucked firmly, biting gently on what little bit of
skin she could get between her teeth. She was so horny
for him, she felt as if she could eat him alive, never
mind just nibble his nipples!

Zoe knew how nice it was when someone expertly sucked
and nibbled her nipples, and she wanted to give Matthew
the same experience. Gentle sucking, licking and
nibbling combined with harder sucking and biting was
extremely erotic if done correctly. The skill came in
not biting too hard so as to actually cause pain and
Zoe was an expert at this. If she left a few bite marks
on his body so what? She could always warn him to make
sure his mum didn't see them when he got home, she
thought to herself.

He moaned a little louder now as ground his nipple in-
between her teeth and flicked her tongue over the tip
that was inside her mouth. Then, the boy arched his
back as she raked her finger nails along the length of
his tummy, from his pubic bone up to his sternum
leaving four faint pink lines across his pale skin. She
repeated the process and once again he arched his back
as she continued to suck his nipples, alternating her
attention from one to the other.

She stopped sucking momentarily to look at his body.
The skin around his nipples was wet and red from the
sucking, but she noticed too that the rest of his chest
was a blotchy red, a sure sign of the child's arousal.
She had also left a cobweb of pink lines across his
tummy and she thought she ought to be careful not to
send him home with too many marks. Mind you, he could
easily hide his body until any marks she made had
faded. She rested her cheek on his chest and looked
down his body at his penis. She could see it more
clearly now and was delighted to see how hard it was,
almost like a little bone, she thought, and she felt
the time was right to give it some attention.

Looking up into the boy's eyes she asked, 'Is it okay
if I play with your willy now?' A silly question really
because she knew what the answer would be, but
willingness was important to her, and knowing he wanted
it turned her on all the more.

Matthew nodded his head eagerly. His eyes seeming to
glaze over as if he was in some far off distant place
or some drug-induced haze. Zoe continued to watch him
as her fingers encircled his penis like tentacles, then
gripped it firmly in her fist. His eyes closed, but at
first she didn't move her hand. She just enjoyed the
feeling of holding it, increasing and decreasing the
pressure of her grip and feeling the little throbs it
gave as back, as if in reply.

She'd never held such a small penis before but it was
a nice size; just slightly fatter than a man's middle
finger and about the same length. It's silky smoothness
contrasted sharply with its hardness. Amazingly though,
just like she'd never held one this small, she'd never
held one this hard either. It was literally like a
little rod of iron. Much stiffer and harder than any
grown man's; it was like a little bone covered in skin
and protruding from in-between his legs.

What Zoe was planning to do next would require the
free use of both her hands and mouth, and would also
require her to be in a position where she would have
easy access to the boy's cock. Matthew was going to get
a treat that all her adult boyfriends loved. She called
it happy-willy time, and basically she'd just let the
guy lie there, doing nothing while she wanked and
sucked him to orgasm. The best position was to either
sit in-between the guy's legs, looking up his body, or
to sit on his chest facing his toes. For Matthew, this
would be an good introduction to sex, as he could just
relax and enjoy it without having to do anything
himself. It would let him experience what it felt like
to be brought to orgasm by someone else.

Kneeling in-between his legs Zoe asked him to bend his
knees and place his feet flat on the bed. Matthew was
more than happy to oblige and spread his legs for her
without having any hang-ups about his nudity. In this
position she got an excellent view of his young body
and it was going to be a bit like watching her own
little porn show. She loved just watching the way her
lover responded to her touches and, as nothing at all
was being done to her, she could just sit there and
watch the way another person responded to being
masturbated. It would be very nice to watch an 11-year-
old boy she thought.

'Okay darling, here we go, don't be shy, just go with
it, okay?'

Matthew nodded eagerly, desperate to begin.

With her left hand she cupped his hairless balls, and
with her right she held his stiff penis in a tight
fist. She could hardly believe what she was doing.
Little shock waves seemed to shoot through her body and
she was so excited by it all that she had a lump in her
throat and her hands trembled. Oh my God, she was just
about to masturbate a little boy. She'd simply never
been this turned on before and she had to take deep
breaths to calm herself before she continued.

Steadying herself she slowly peeled back his foreskin
to reveal a moist, dark-pink glans. It glistened with
the secretions caused by his own arousal and Zoe pulled
down firmly so that his foreskin was fully retracted.
The little boy had his eyes closed and he inhaled
deeply, holding his breath, almost as if the retraction
of his foreskin prevented him from breathing out.

Oh God, this was going to be fun. She was going to
enjoy watching every reaction and movement of his lithe
young body. A good few seconds had passed and he still
hadn't breathed out. She wondered if he was conscious
of it. Probably not she thought. These were the actions
of a very turned on little boy.

Slowly, and with a firm grip, she rolled his foreskin
back up to the tip of his penis, gently fingering his
tight balls, and at last the boy exhaled with a long
sigh, his tummy quivering. Then, watching his face, she
pulled his foreskin all the way down again, but this
time she stretched it slightly, pulling it down even
when it could go no further. Again the boy inhaled
deeply and held his breath as if in anticipation of
Zoe's next action.

She gazed at his penis. It looked so healthy, fresh
and new and although she'd seen many adult male cocks
in her life, she wanted to examine this one more
closely. Older men had much less attractive willies she
thought. She decided she definitely liked child cock;
the absence of hair being a distinct aesthetic
advantage. She grinned to herself. It was time to play.

Without warning, she suddenly began pumping her fist
up and down his cock rapidly. She gripped him tightly
and the exertion made the muscles in her right arm
taut. The response was instant. Matthew exhaled in
short little gasps, his eyes opened wide and he grabbed
the top of the sofa-bed above his head with both hands,
as if he felt the need to hold on tight. This was
horny. It was also nasty, and she loved it so much that
she found it hard to stop. She wanked him hard, just as
she would a man, and she grinned as the youngster threw
his legs wide open, giving himself to her completely.

A grown man couldn't take this kind of furious
masturbation for more than a matter of minutes, if
that, before coming, and she didn't want Matthew to
come just yet, because she wanted his first come to be
in her mouth. So just as suddenly as she'd begun, she
stopped and this time she completely let go of his
erection. As she let go his penis jerked slightly and
he pushed his hips up and down as if searching for her
hand.

'Mmmm,' she purred, 'was that nice darling?'

Matthew nodded, his cheeks burning red, his eyes
opening wide, imploring her to continue.

Zoe knew what exquisite torture it was to masturbate
someone furiously and then suddenly stop. It was one of
her favorite teases and this kid was going to get it
just like she'd do it to an adult guy. She grinned
wickedly to herself as she imagined how much he
desperately wanted her hand back on his cock, but,
before she continued, she wanted to snog him again and
so she crawled up the length of his body on all fours,
over the top of him, and planted her lips firmly on his.

His mouth opened and he kissed her more passionately
than before. He might only be 11, she thought, but he'd
got the hang of kissing as if it was second nature.
Propping herself up on her right elbow she slipped her
left hand in-between their bodies and grabbed his hard-
on, squeezing it firmly while she snogged him. She
caressed it lovingly as if reassuring him that it
hadn't been forgotten. Then, with her tongue deep
inside the child's mouth she began to masturbate him
again, but this time slowly and rhythmically.

The boy moaned into her mouth, and to Zoe's delight he
started rocking his hips in time to the movement of her
hand. This was one of the things she'd hoped for. A
horny boy who wouldn't just lie there like a log but
would actually move his body. It was so erotic to see a
child's hips moving up and down fluidly, rhythmically
and lewdly. She stopped again, teasing him a bit more
and he sighed, his hips rocking as if trying to
reconnect with the source of his pleasure. As she
released him, her lips slid away from his mouth and her
tongue traced a moist line down his neck to his chest.
Her lips brushed lightly across his skin until she came
to his left nipple where she paused, sucking it gently
and flicking it with the tip of her tongue.

She moved to his other nipple, giving it the same
treatment, before eventually she began to work her way
further down his body. When she got to his tummy she
gently took hold of his penis again, and as the tip of
her tongue probed his cute tummy button, she began to
masturbate him again slowly. She knew exactly what she
was doing, and she played his body like a musical
instrument. If she prolonged his masturbation beyond a
certain point she risked him coming too soon, but by
controlling him she could increase his pleasure and
hold his first orgasm back for as long as she chose.

She pressed her face into his soft stomach and inhaled
deeply to take in the smell of his fresh young skin. It
was completely different to the smell of an adult and
Zoe wanted to savor it. Matthew's hips began rocking
again against her clenched fist and she held her hand
still, letting him do all the work. He whimpered
slightly and pulled against the top of the bed, his
knuckles white with exertion, and Zoe let him pump
himself in and out of her clenched fist while she
licked and nibbled his smooth tummy.

She placed her left hand on his chest and felt his
young heart racing, thudding on the underside of his
ribcage. Oh this was so sweet, she thought squeezing
her own thighs together tightly in acknowledgement of
the burning desire in-between her legs. She let Matthew
pump in and out of her fist for a few more seconds
before taking her hand away and leaving his little cock
to twitch in space above his stomach. His narrow hips
still rocked and he sighed softly as Zoe soothed him
with loving words, caressing his torso and the top of
his legs with a gentle massage. His big blue eyes
looked at her imploringly, begging her to continue and
she smiled, reaching over his lithe body to gently
stroke his hot forehead.

'You didn't want me to stop did you?' she asked,
smiling sweetly.

Matthew shook his head. 'Please don't stop,' he
breathed.

Zoe noticed his cheeks were bright red and there were
blotches on his neck and across his chest. 'I'll play
with your willy some more in a minute,' she promised,
'but first I want to have a good feel of this gorgeous
body of yours. Is that okay?'

The youngster nodded, frowning slightly, not wanting
to deny her anything but at the same time desperate for
her to continue stroking his penis.

Using both hands, Zoe leaned forward to caress his
chest and tummy with her palms flat against his skin.
'God you make me horny,' she hissed through gritted
teeth, 'I just can't get enough of you!'

She looked at his naked body and wished she could
always have it there in her bed for whenever she felt
like playing with it, or just having a good look at it.
Momentarily he was just an object. An object of her
desire. Her little plaything ... her little child-sex
toy. Every woman should have one, she thought. What a
shame she couldn't package him away with her dildos and
vibrators to be able to get him out whenever she felt
the need for young flesh. 

Although he was only a child his body was sexually
exciting to her, and she wouldn't swap this moment for
a week with the hunkiest adult male on the planet. She
thrilled at the perverse contrast between the body of
the child and the engorged, erect penis jutting up over
his stomach. The contrast between innocence and
decadence was in itself an erotic beauty, and for a
moment she imagined looking down on herself crouching
there, in-between this child's legs, knowing that she
was the cause of his unholy arousal, and seeing little
horns poking out of the top of her head and with a long
red tail curling from in-between her buttocks. Perhaps
she was a devil woman, a corruptor of innocence, an
arouser of lust in young children, and as she thought
this she licked her lips lewdly.

She watched him now as if his mere existence was for
her entertainment. This moment might never be repeated
and she intended to make the most of it while it
lasted. She pinched both of his nipples gently and the
boy inhaled sharply, arching his back as she increased
and decreased the pressure. It was nice to be able to
touch him like this, as if pressing buttons and just
watch as he responded predictably. She returned to
caressing him again now, massaging his flat tummy and
chest with her palms flat against his skin and he
writhed under her touch.

She took hold of his penis again, peeling his foreskin
right back and then bending forward, she took the tip
of it in-between her lips. Matthew looked down at what
she was doing and his jaw dropped in utter amazement as
his eyes rolled up into his head. Gently she sucked the
end of his penis, curling her tongue around its velvety
tip.

'Look sweetheart, look at what I'm doing,' she
breathed seductively.

The little boy refocused his eyes and again looked
down at what she was doing. As he did so she took his
penis out of her mouth and began licking it like a
lollipop, running her tongue from the base of his
shaft, up his three-and-three-quarter inches to the
very tip where she concentrated on his glans, curling
her tongue around it seductively and covering it in
saliva. As he watched she expertly flicked the tip of
her tongue on the very sensitive underside of his
penis, with one hand squeezing his balls and the other
holding the base of his shaft. As she licked him his
face became a contorted mask of ecstasy and concern,
his body went rigid and he trembled slightly.

Poor baby, she thought, he's not far from coming and
he's worried about doing it in my mouth. 'It's okay
sweetheart,' she reassured him, 'it's okay if you come.
I want you to come, and I'd love you to come in my
mouth ... honestly! This is what boyfriends and
girlfriends do to make each other feel good, so just
relax okay?'

The little boy nodded, looking more amazed than ever
at the prospect of this pretty girl letting him do in
her mouth what he usually did into a tissue. He'd
learned to masturbate to orgasm form some older boys
when he was nine and from then until about six months
ago he'd been enjoying completely dry orgasms. More
recently he'd been producing very small quantities of a
clear ejaculate, which he'd quickly learned left tell-
tale stains on almost anything. So now when he
masturbated he always did it onto his tummy and then
wiped it off with a tissue. He'd then sneak into the
bathroom and flush it down the toilet to hide the
evidence. He always thought of what he did as being a
bit dirty, but this gorgeous girl was going to let him
do it in her mouth and he found that, and watching her
sucking his willy an incredible turn-on.

Zoe slipped the boy's wet penis back into her mouth,
holding it at an angle of 90 degrees to his body, so
that he'd get a good eyeful of what she was doing. His
expressions were lovely to watch, Zoe thought, and she
watched him licking his lips as he stared intently at
what she was doing, his arms straining as he pulled at
the back of the sofa-bed above his head. His hips began
to rock again, pushing himself in and out of her mouth
as she used her tongue and mouth expertly. Then, the 28-
year-old woman peeled back the child's foreskin so that
once again she could suck and lick his baby helmet like
a lollypop. Matthew gasped and inhaled deeply, arching
his back slightly, his eyes as wide as saucers as he
looked down his body at what Zoe was doing in-between
his legs. This time though she wouldn't stop until he
came.

His hips rocked up and down rhythmically, and Zoe
stopped moving her head and let him push himself in and
out of her mouth on his own. She placed her right hand
flat on his tummy and stroked him gently soothing him
lovingly as his orgasm approached. Briefly she took her
mouth away, replacing it with her hand, wanking him so
rapidly that her clenched fist made little slapping
noises as it smacked against the wet skin at the base
of his cock. Then, licking her lips and grinning
wickedly she slipped him back into her mouth. Matthew's
narrow hips moved rhythmically up and down and he
moaned softly as she rubbed and squeezed his scrotum
and stroked his tummy. The girl knew exactly what she
was doing and it would only be seconds now before the
little boy would come in her mouth.

She had never enjoyed oral sex as much as this before.
She could take his cock completely into her mouth till
her lips were pressed against his body at its base,
and, when she did so, the tip of his erection only just
bumped against the back of her throat. She could never
take an adult man so completely into her mouth but it
just seemed to fit in quite comfortably with this
little boy.

Suddenly Matthew grabbed the back of her head, pushing
down slightly as his movements became suddenly urgent.
He moaned out loud and arched his back, his body
trembling and his hips jerked like a little piston
against Zoe's face. He was panting now and his tummy
quivered. Suddenly his hips stopped jerking and he was
simply pushing himself upwards, forcing himself deeply
into Zoe's mouth. Oh how sweet, his orgasm was just
seconds away.

She gently pushed his hips back onto the bed, and,
gripping his penis firmly, she fully retracted his
foreskin to completely expose his pink glans. Then,
keeping his foreskin retracted, she lovingly
concentrated all her efforts on the head of his cock.

'Come for me sweetheart,' she cooed softly. 'I love
you darling and I want you to come in my mouth.'

Zoe was skilled at sucking cock and she knew exactly
what to do to blow the little boy's mind. Concentrating
now she sucked and licked his glans, holding his shaft
with her right hand and rubbing his tight balls firmly
with her left. The boy moaned and his body began to
undulate, but this time without any rhythm. He cried
out loud, pressing down quite firmly now on the back of
the her head.  Zoe gripped the base of his cock firmly
and squeezed his balls tightly as he trembled beneath
her. With a final jerk and a loud moan he squirted his
hot baby come onto her tongue.

There wasn't much, in fact hardly any compared to a
grown man, but his penis pulsed three or four times as
he came, pumping a few sweet drops into her mouth. His
balls weren't producing sperm yet, not like a mature
man anyway. What she got was a small amount of clear
seminal fluid, but it was a sign of his release ... his
child come, and she savored it, squeezing his balls to
ensure that she got every last drop. She continued to
suck gently as Matthew collapsed limply onto the bed
with his mouth wide open, his chest rising and falling
as he breathed deeply.

Knowing his orgasm was over, Zoe stopped sucking and
kissed the tip of his penis lovingly. Then, she gently
released it and crawled up his body on all fours,
showering kisses on his tummy and chest on the way up.
He gazed up at her with a relaxed, dreamy expression
and she gently stroked his forehead soothingly in
almost maternal affection. 

'That was lovely, darling,' she said, 'You've made me
so horny.'

Matthew smiled happily, his eyes sparkling. 'It was
amazing,' he sighed, 'It was totally, the best feeling
ever. Thanks Zoe.' He blushed slightly looking down at
his body and breaking eye contact as a moment of
shyness overcame him.

Zoe's heart swelled. No-one had ever thanked her for
sucking them off before. Plenty of guys had told her
that she was amazing in bed, or that something she'd
done had been fantastic,  but no-one had ever actually
said "thank you" before. Ironic, she thought, that the
person who least needed to say it was the one who did.
What a gentleman. What a gorgeous little 11-year-old
gentleman.

'Matthew darling, that's so sweet of you. But I should
say thank you too, because I enjoyed doing it. In
fact,' she went on, 'I think it's the sexiest thing
I've ever done in my life.' She continued stroking his
forehead as she spoke, in the same way that a mother
might do to her son during a loving moment.

The boy eyed her with a slight disbelieving look in
his eyes. 'Honestly? You really think that's the
sexiest thing you've ever done?' he asked, raising his
eyebrows slightly, 'But, what about all the stuff
you've done with older guys?'

Zoe smiled reassuringly, pressing her hand against the
side of his face and stroking his cheek gently with her
thumb. 'Yeah, but Matthew, I've never done anything
with a boy as young as you before, and I can't tell you
how much you turn me on.' She smiled lovingly and bent
down to kiss him on the nose. 

'Now,' she said, glancing briefly at the clock, 'we've
got just over an hour-and-a-half left, so, I reckon
we've got enough time to nip into town and maybe get an
ice cream. How would you like to get one at McDonalds?'
She was teasing him of course, the last thing she
wanted was to bring their session to an end but knowing
that he wanted to continue was important to her. Then,
noting the look of disappointment that crept onto his
face, she said, 'Or instead ... maybe ... we could have
... some more sex?'

The sunshine smile that flashed across Matthew's face
told Zoe, as if she didn't know already, that her
little boy couldn't care less about ice cream. What he
wanted now was more sex.

Perfect, she thought.


Chapter Four

Realizing that Zoe was just teasing him Matthew swung
his legs around her waist and skillfully rolled her
onto her back. He sat on top of her and held both of
her wrists above her head, wrestling her into
submission. She could easily have resisted him or
wriggled free, but it was rather sexy letting him take
control. He must be getting confident, she thought, and
was pleased that she had obviously put him at ease.

'I wanna do to you what you just did to me,' he said,
speaking quickly in a mock-baby voice, as if trying to
disguise the implications of what he was saying by the
humorous way in which he spoke.

Zoe couldn't believe it. He was actually asking her if
he could do oral sex to her. This surely had to be
heaven.

'Err, I don't think you can,' she replied, trying to
look as serious as she possibly could.

'Why not?' he asked raising his voice in protestation,
although he was certain she was teasing him again.

'Well to start off with ... I haven't got a willy,'
she giggled, pulling her wrists free and tickling his
ribs to emphasize her little joke.

Matthew squirmed on top of her but they struggled only
briefly. She let him overpower her and was quite happy
for him to restrain her wrists above her head once
again, as if holding her captive. She quite liked being
overpowered by this little boy, even if she was giving
in willingly.

'Okay,' she said, in response to his determined stare,
'you can do it. In fact I'd love you to do it. You just
gotta know that it's a bit more complex doing a girl
than it is doing a boy, and, well, there's all that
wetness down there too, how would you feel about that?'

His warm buttocks squirmed on her tummy and she was
thrilled  to see that he had a little hard-on again. It
was every bit as stiff as it was the first time and was
pointing straight up towards his chest. The difference
this time was that it was still glistening with her
saliva.

'That's okay,' he shrugged, 'Besides, you got my wet
in your mouth when I came.'

'Okay, I'll tell you what then,' she said eyeing his
erection, 'seeing as you've got another hard-on, you
let me make you come again and then it's your turn to
do me. What do you reckon?'

A big grin spread across Matthew's face and his eyes
sparkled. He let go of Zoe's wrists and leant backwards
slightly, holding onto her knees behind him as he did
so. The expression on his face told her that he wanted
more and that was fine with her. Although she was
desperate to come as well, her own orgasm could wait.

Gently, she pushed him down onto the bed beside her
legs, then swung herself round and sat astride him,
facing his feet, with her bottom on his chest. It
excited her to think about how close her genitals were
to his face, but there was time for that later. First
she was going to wank him off again.

Sitting on Matthew's chest and leaning forward
slightly, her sex was pressed against his chest just
above his sternum. Between her thighs was his flat
tummy and about level with her knees, which were folded
back underneath her, were his hips. His glistening
penis was rock hard and lying flat against his tummy.
She was going to enjoy this, she thought, and then
after his second come they could get on with the
business of introducing his strawberry lips to her
aching clitoris. Oh, the thought of it!

Zoe was skilled at masturbation. She normally liked to
take her time over making a guy come, bringing him to
the brink of ecstasy and then letting him down again,
repeating the process skillfully until he was virtually
begging her to let him come. But it was also a turn-on
just to grab a guy's cock and wank him off really fast
and hard. That, she decided, was what she was now going
to do to Matthew now. It would be interesting to see
how quickly the skilful hands of a 28-year-old woman
could make a little boy come.

'Spread your legs for me darling,' she said.

Matthew responded immediately and Zoe grabbed a
pillow, sliding it underneath his hips, to raise them
slightly off the bed. Now, with the most important part
of his body jutting up towards her, he was in the
perfect position for her to give him the full
treatment. She leant forward slightly and took his
penis in-between her fingertips, pulling his foreskin
down as far as it would go to reveal his still-moist,
pink helmet. Then, without warning, she gripped it in
her fist and began to pump it up and down as fast as
she could.

A cross between a whimper and a moan escaped Matthew's
lips and his hips actually pulled backwards into the
bed, away from her. With her free hand she grabbed his
tight, hairless balls and squeezed them firmly as she
rubbed his cock up rapidly. She would show him no mercy.

'Ah ... a ...' the boy cried.

'Yes, what is it darling?' Zoe asked, through gritted
teeth, as her hand pumped up and down, like a little
piston at full throttle, on his baby cock.

He began to moan now and it was lovely to hear. He
gasped and then moaned as Zoe continued to masturbate
him skillfully. Her left hand alternately squeezed and
rubbed his balls while she wanked him. 

'Uh ... uh ... uh,' he gasped, his narrow hips now
jerking spasmodically against her fist. She'd make him
come in record time, much faster than his first orgasm.
Her hand pumped up and down his erection furiously,
slapping against his body on each downward stroke.

Lovely, he was getting close, and so far it had taken
less than 20 seconds, according to the clock on the
wall. She leant over his hips as she wanked him, and
dribbled saliva lasciviously onto the top of his penis
from her bottom lip. Then, finding his anus with the
middle finger of her left hand, she pressed her
fingertip firmly against it whilst the palm of her hand
pressed flat against his tight, hairless balls.

As she did so he cried out loud, and, rather sweetly
she thought, told her that he was about to come. It had
taken her less than 40 seconds to get him to this
state, and she rocked her hips, rubbing herself against
his chest, as the child began to come. So sweet, she
thought, making a child come.

It was so erotic to watch the child's hips moving
rhythmically up and down in such a fluid, sexual
movement, like a little doggy fucking. Zoe dribbled
saliva on his tummy as she watched it rise and fall
erratically. Her left hand squeezed his crotch more
firmly, pressing against his balls and probing his
small, pink anus. The boy began to whimper and lifted
his bottom right off the bed, pushing up against the
hands that were working skillfully on his genitals.

Zoe knew that he was now very close to orgasm and her
hand continued to pump his erection at the same
frenzied pace. She didn't vary the speed. Her hand
rubbed his little penis up and down as fast as she
could, her movements a blur.

The boy's moaning turned into a cry and his hips
trembled in mid-air. His whole body became taught,
almost rigid, and he let out a long, muffled sort of
whine as he curled his toes and sucked his bottom lip
into his mouth. Sensing his climax, Zoe expertly pulled
his foreskin right back as far as it would go, so that
her fist was pressing down firmly against his body,
and, as she did so, a small jet of fluid squirted out
onto his tummy. She watched in delight as his hips
jerked erratically against her hands and further little
drops of clear fluid squirted from the end of his
penis. The boy was gasping as he came and each gasp
seemed to be in time with the movement of his hips.

Zoe squeezed his balls tightly and pumped his cock
rapidly, 'Yeah, come for me baby, come for me
sweetheart,' she cooed encouragingly through clenched
teeth. That was nice, she thought, it had taken her
less than 50 seconds to bring him off.

With a long, whimpering sigh, his body relaxed as his
orgasm subsided, although his penis remained stiff and
Zoe continued to move her hand on his cock, her pace
slowing. Slowly and gently she pulled his foreskin up
and down, her motion purposeful, milking the child, to
get every last drop of kiddy juice out of his balls and
onto his tummy.

Zoe bent down and lasciviously licked the few drops of
clear liquid off his tummy with her tongue flat against
his skin. There wasn't much and so she didn't try to
swallow it. Instead, she spread it around the inside of
her mouth and licked it across her lips with the tip of
her tongue. It was the second time this evening that
she'd had child-come in her mouth, and once again she
savored it's delicious taste and texture.


Chapter Five

Zoe climbed off the little boy and reached for a glass
of orange and  champagne. She passed a glass to
Matthew, who sat cross-legged on the bed next to her,
and reached for a glass of her own. His little face
seemed to radiate happiness and youthful energy, and
Zoe wondered how anybody could think that what they
were doing was wrong. To her, it was the most natural
thing in the world.

'Hey, has this really got Champagne in it?' Matthew
asked taking a big gulp, 'It's yummy!'

'It's a drink for lovers,' Zoe smiled, looking at him
over the rim of her glass.

'Does that mean we're lovers?'

'If you want to be.' As she replied she looked at him
seductively, her eyes filled with a smoldering lust
that she hoped he'd notice.

Matthew seemed to think for a while and then frowned
as if struggling with his thoughts. Eventually he said,
'If we're lovers does that mean we get to do this
again? Does it mean that we're, like, girlfriend and
boyfriend?'

Zoe leant forward and kissed him on the nose
affectionately. 'Oh, Matthew, you're so sweet,' she
said, 'If you want to be my boyfriend then I'd love to
be your girlfriend, and yes, of course we get to do
this again...' She paused for a moment, then, smiling
cheekily she continued, '...if you want to that is.'

'You're kidding?' he grinned, 'You bet I want to! And,
if you were my girlfriend, we could do it whenever we
wanted, couldn't we? I could come round at night, after
tea, and at weekends too! And...' He babbled excitedly,
like only an overly enthusiastic 11-year-old could.

'Slow down, slow down,' Zoe laughed, cutting him off,
'Boyfriends and girlfriends don't just have sex all the
time you know. They go out together ... to the pictures
or for walks and things like that.'

Matthew took another swig of his Bucks Fizz, his eyes
as wide as saucers. Then, said, 'So we get to go on
dates too? Wow, this is gonna be so cool!'

Zoe smiled, delighted at his obvious enthusiasm for
being her boyfriend. His openness was refreshing and
was completely unlike the sort of games adults played
in the early stages of a relationship, where neither
party wants to appear to be too keen on the other. This
was definitely not the case with a young boy like
Matthew. He was excited about the prospect of being her
boyfriend and had no reason to hide it.

'Well, I certainly hope we can go on dates. I want to
spend as much time with you as I can,' she smiled,
running her fingers through his hair. 'I really fancy
you and I can't believe how lucky I am that we met.'
His feelings were important to her. This was a
momentous experience in his young life and she wanted
it to be as right for him as possible. She wanted him
to feel confident about himself and his sexuality, and
the best way to do that, she, thought, was to let him
know how much she desired him, but not just in a sexual
way. If he was going to be her boyfriend then it was
important for a loving relationship to develop so that
he would learn that the opposite sex valued him for who
he was and not just for sexual reasons.

'D'you really mean that?' he asked, his head tipped
slightly to one side. His voice was raised slightly,
questioning her, as if he found her desire for him a
little hard to believe. Or, perhaps it was simply a
need for reassurance.

'Matthew, you're fucking gorgeous!' she chuckled,
leaning forward and tickling his sides, just above his
hips. 'Do you really think I'd be here with you now,
doing this, if I didn't fancy the pants off you?' She
momentarily chastised herself for swearing in front of
a child, but then thought better of it. She'd just been
sucking his cock, for Christ's sake and so if she was
going to treat him like an adult, there had to be no
holes barred.

Matthew rolled on his back giggling happily as she
tickled him. His legs were splayed on either side of
her and she noticed with delight that his cock was
hard, once again, and lying flat against his tummy. She
wondered if little boys really could get it up more
often and for longer than adult men. She'd soon find
out and she wondered how many times she'd have to make
him come before he wouldn't be able to achieve an
erection again. She hoped it would be a lot.

Zoe playfully grabbed the boy's wrists and held them
above his head, as if restraining him, just as he had
done to her a few moments ago. Then, slowly, she
lowered her lithe body down on top of his and they both
sighed at the delicious feeling of their bare tummies
pressing together.

Matthew stopped giggling and got that dreamy look in
his eyes again. She could feel his boyish hardness
pressing into her lower abdomen and gently, without
breaking eye contact, they rolled over so that he was
now on top of her. Their lips met and her tongue snaked
into his mouth. As they kissed tenderly she squeezed
his firm, round buttocks and pulled him firmly against
her.

'I want you to suck me darling,' she said, breaking
away from their kiss and speaking with her lips still
brushing against his, 'like you asked if you could, but
I  also want you to fuck me. Would you like to?'

The boy nodded eagerly and Zoe noticed that his cheeks
were flushed red. A lust was smoldering in his eyes
that seemed perverse on such an angelic, young face.
She kneaded his buttocks and rocked her hips, rubbing
her mound against his hardness. Her mouth was dry again
and her heart raced in her chest, she couldn't believe
what she was doing. She was actually going to have
sexual intercourse with a child. She was going to fuck
a kid. What a naughty, decadent girl she was.

Do you know where to put it, sweetheart?' she
breathed, gazing into his eyes.

Matthew nodded in reply. The movement of his head only
slight, as if his excitement had momentarily disabled
him. Zoe understood. His excitement was probably equal
to hers but mixed with confusion about what to do next.

'Show me darling,' she almost whispered, 'Touch me
where your cock's gonna go.'

Hesitantly the boy raised his hips off her body and
slipped his right hand in-between them. So far so good,
thought Zoe, and she spread her legs a little wider for
him.

She sighed, still gazing intently into his eyes, as
she felt his fingers slide against her wetness. Oh God,
she was in heaven. He prodded awkwardly with his middle
finger, not knowing quite where to find what he was
looking for, and Zoe took hold of his fingers pressing
them firmly against her clitoris. She needed all her
self control now because the temptation to come on his
fingers was almost irresistible.

'This is where girls like to be touched,' she said,
rubbing his fingers up and down against her clitoris.
She explained to him what part of her sex he was
touching and then left him to continue rubbing on his
own.

'Oh God, that's gorgeous Matthew, don't stop darling,
just keep doing it.'

Although he was inexperienced, his fingers were doing
basically the right thing, and the fact that it was
being done by an 11-year-old was sufficiently erotic to
more than compensate for any lack of technique. As he
became a little more confident, he pressed more firmly
against her, his two middle fingers rubbing her now-
very-wet clitoris up and down.

Zoe sighed. 'You can do it like this too,' she said,
holding his fingers and moving them in a circular
motion around her hard little bud. The little boy was
eager to please and his movement mimicked hers after
she took her guiding hand away. She lay there in
ecstasy with her legs spread, letting this 11-year-old
child masturbate her, rocking her hips gently against
the movement of his hand. She could easily come now,
but she was an experienced lover and wanted to save it
until his cock was inside her. Maybe she could time it
so that they could both come together. That would be
nice, she thought.

Again she took hold of his fingers and moved them down
her moist groove until they reached the entrance to her
vagina. 'And this is where your willy's going to go,'
she smiled, pressing his fingertips against the entrance.

Matthew's mouth opened slightly in wonderment. He was
actually feeling a woman's vagina for the first time in
his life. Knowing the basic rudiments of sexual
intercourse, as he obviously did, was one thing, but to
actually discover the strange and mystical place in-
between a woman's legs was another. Zoe knew how
exciting this was for him and felt privileged to be the
one to teach him. She felt like the luckiest woman in
the world.

'Now,' she breathed, her lips still against his, 'make
your two middle fingers go stiff and push them into me
sweetheart, as far as you can.'

The excitement in the boy's eyes was evident as he
tentatively pushed his two middle fingers into her wet
hole. Zoe sighed deeply. This was simply delicious.
Taking his hand she showed him how to pleasure her by
pushing his fingers in and out, or by just wiggling
them around while they were buried to the knuckles
inside her.

Matthew learned quickly and before long he was
masturbating her without the need for any guidance. Her
breathing became short and ragged as he fingered her,
and her hips responded by moving very slightly up and
down.

'How would you like to put your willy in there?' she
asked, the tip of her nose now touching his, her
passion at virtual boiling point.

The boy nodded eagerly and Zoe gently took his wrist
and pulled his hand away from in-between her legs. She
brought his middle finger up to her mouth and sucked
it, sensuously, tasting her juices, her eyes locked
with his. When she'd finished she gently pushed his
hand towards his mouth, and, getting the idea, he took
his other finger and sucked the juices from it, just as
she had done.

'Now you know what I taste like,' she smiled, 'and you
can have more later if you like, but first I want this
gorgeous willy of yours inside me.' As she spoke she
reached in-between their bodies and gently gripped his
velvety hardness. She slid her fingertips up and down
his shaft a few times, then, pulling his foreskin right
back, she positioned the tip of his exposed glans at
the entrance to her vagina, guiding the boy's movements
with her right hand on his bottom.

'Do you want to go in?' she asked playfully.

The boy nodded.

Oh my God, she was actually going to do it. She was
going to fuck an 11-year-old boy. But she held his
stiffness at the entrance to her hole, teasing them
both momentarily.

'Tell me what you want to do sweetheart. Tell me you
want to fuck me.' And as she spoke her left hand
squeezed his penis encouragingly.

The boy hesitated momentarily, his lips moving
slightly without forming the words. Then, he whispered,
'I, want ... to fuck you.'

She sighed as she heard his words and guided the tip
of his penis into the entrance of her vagina, so that
just his glans entered her moist hole, but  then
stopped allowing it to go no further.

'God, this is so horny,' she sighed, 'Tell me again!'

'I want to fuck you Zoe, I really, really want to.' He
spoke louder this time and she noted there was a hint
of pleading in his voice. That was good, she thought,
he wants it badly.

'Say please,' she teased, squeezing his penis playfully.

'Please ... please let me fuck you.' This time he
pushed his hips towards her slightly but her right hand
was holding him back, preventing him from penetrating
her further.

Hearing such words from an angelic little boy made her
head spin and she gently stroked the length of his
shaft that was not inside her vagina. She delighted at
his hardness. He was absolutely rigid and his little
hairless balls had formed a tight sack in-between his
legs. She hoped they were making some more baby come
for her.

She kissed his cupid lips. 'I love you,' she whispered.

His sunshine smile flashed instantly across his face
again. 'I love you too,' he replied sweetly, and with
complete sincerity.

Zoe kissed his lips again, sucking them, nibbling them
softly and then darting the tip of her tongue into his
mouth. This boy was driving her wild. She pressed
gently on his bottom with her right hand and they
sighed together as his hard cock began to sink into her
wet hole. She placed both hands on his bottom and then,
gripping both of his taut buttocks, she pushed him
right into her. She curled her own hips up slightly to
meet his downward thrust and his entire three-and-three-
quarter inches sank into her vagina. Matthew moaned
sweetly, biting his bottom lip and his body trembled as
he continued to push against her as if there was more
to go inside.

'Like this darling,' she said, and taking hold of his
sides, she showed him  how to rock his hips so that his
penis moved in and out. She rocked her hips too, in
time with his, so that as his moved up, hers moved down
and when his moved down, hers moved up. She held him
initially to guide his movements and before long he
knew exactly what to do. His little face was a picture.
He looked as if he was about to explode with pleasure.

'How d'ya like this,' she asked tenderly, gently
squeezing his buttocks as she spoke.

'It's amazing!' he panted in reply.

'The nice thing about it,' she explained lovingly, 'is
that your penis and my vagina kinda work together, and
while that's going on in-between our legs we get the
lovely feeling of our bodies pressing together too. She
sighed, 'I love the feeling of your tummy on mine.' To
emphasize her point Zoe arched her back pressing her
flat tummy more firmly against Matthew's. She truly did
love it, and she wriggled beneath him, sensuously
rubbing her torso against his.

The little boy moaned as Zoe slid her hand in-between
his legs from behind gently squeezing his balls. She
slipped her other hand underneath her bottom and
slipped her middle fingers around her vaginal entrance
to feel his hard shaft sliding wetly in and out of her.

Zoe's vagina had always been tight and the fact that
she'd had no kids, combined with her lithe, petite
build meant that it was still as tight now as it had
been in her teens. So even though Matthew's penis was
small by comparison to an adult male's, it was
certainly enough for her. Even if it had been smaller,
the fact that she was doing it with a kid would have
been enough to get off on just by rubbing against a
part of his body. As it was, the boy's cock was like
having a man's finger in her, or maybe a couple of her
own, and she'd never been this turned on by
masturbating or doing it with a man. Even her
experiences with other girls were nothing compared to
this.

His little balls were about the size of grapes, and
they were so sexy and cute that she had the
overwhelming urge to squeeze them harder than she could
without causing him pain. As she played with his balls
she used her vaginal muscles to squeeze his cock and
the little boy moaned, his tummy rising and falling
against her own as his breathing quickened.

They began kissing again and Zoe was in heaven. His
tongue was in her  mouth, her small breasts were
squashed against his chest, her flat tummy was pressed
firmly against his, and his prepubescent penis was
sliding in and out of her tight, wet hole. They were
really fucking now. Matthew was getting the hang of
what to do and an urgency was developing in their
movements. It was amazing, she had a child fucking her,
and if she stopped moving he'd continue on his own.

'Come on baby,' she breathed into his mouth, 'You're
amazing, you know. I've never been to bed with anyone
who turns me on as much as you,' she moaned softly, her
hips quivering underneath him momentarily rather than
rocking. 'I think you're going to make me come quite
soon,' she sighed.

The little boy was so high on the whole experience
that he hardly knew what to say for himself. But Zoe
didn't expect him to ... the expression on his face
told her everything she needed to know. His lips were
pressed firmly together and he was panting through his
nose, his moaning muffled.

'It's okay darling,' she breathed soothingly to him.
'Relax and enjoy it and if you want to come, then just
come sweetheart.'

A smile flickered at the corners of his mouth and
their hips ground together. Zoe snogged him again and
writhed beneath him, massaging his body with her own
and rubbing her tummy against his while they fucked and
kissed.

'Oh God,' she moaned, 'this is just the best thing
ever. Rubbing tummies together and fucking is wild,'
she paused for a moment then said, 'I love you darling.
I wish we could just keep doing this forever!'

Matthew's face beamed. 'I love you too,' he gasped.

'I've got an idea,' she said, 'Before we both come, if
you push yourself up on your hands we'll be able to
look in-between us and see your willy going in and out
of me.'

Matthew complied and Zoe felt a thrill of excitement
as she got an eyeful of his young, naked body, his
milky-white skin, flat tummy and narrow hips in-between
her legs. His hard, glistening penis jutted out at
right angles to his body and his lack of hair added to
the eroticism of her view by emphasizing the fact that
he was still a child. His hips moved back and forth and
they both watched in awe as his penis slid in and out
of her.

'Wow, that's amazing,' the boy exclaimed. He had a
much better view than Zoe and he could see her sex
quite clearly. He could see her smooth, hairless outer
lips, her wet pink inner lips and he could see his own
penis disappearing in and out of her vagina. She
reached down and rubbed her clitoris to give him a real
visual treat and she moaned lasciviously. While she
masturbated herself, her free hand pinched her nipple,
and she felt a thrill knowing how excited her little
show of lewdness would make him.

'Come here baby,' she said softly, pulling him back
down on top of her, 'lets rub tummies and fuck till we
both come.'

Matthew sighed as their flesh pressed together again
and he felt Zoe's hands once again gripping his buttocks.

'Listen darling,' she said, her voice a little shaky,
'when we both come I want you to keep your eyes open,
so that we can look at each other okay? It's really
nice to look at each other when you come.'

'I think I'm gonna come soon,' he gasped, biting his
bottom lip.

'Good, I want you to come again. I want you to come
inside me darling, and when you come, I'm gonna come
too.'

Zoe slid her middle finger in-between his buttocks,
and finding his anus she fingered it gently. 'Is it
okay if I put my finger in here?' she asked pressing
his anus, as if it were a little button, to emphasize
the part of his body to which she was referring.

'Yer kidding!' he replied, slightly incredulously,
'What d'ya wanna do that for? Won't you get poo on your
finger?'

Zoe smiled kindly. 'If you don't like it I'll stop,
but I kinda think you will. Don't forget ... you know
your willy's not just for weeing. Well ... your
bottom isn't just for pooing either. It feels lovely
to have a finger in it while you're having sex.'

'Can I put my finger in your bum too then?'

'Wow, like ... yes ... please, but don't blame me if I
die of pleasure!'

Matthew grinned as Zoe told him to hang on while she
wriggled across the bed to get something out of the
bedside cabinet. They made the short journey without
Matthew's willy popping out of her and he even managed
a few thrusts on the way. Fumbling with the top draw
momentarily, Zoe found the KY Jelly and squirted some
onto the small of Matthew's back.

'Eeeek, what's that?' he squealed, 'It's cold!'

'It's a kind of jelly that's a bit like oil for
bodies. So when I put my finger in your bum it'll just
slip in nice and easy. It's lubrication that's all.
We'll leave it on your back for a while to get warm
first.'

Matthew had momentarily stopped moving and Zoe was
enjoying the feeling of his body lying motionless on
hers. She told him to stop fucking for a while and they
kissed passionately. She enjoyed the feeling of his
tummy pressing flat against hers with his willy inside
her while they kissed.

A few exquisite moments later and Zoe was fingering KY
Jelly around Matthew's anus. She continued to kiss him
but he was still forbidden from moving, something that
was becoming increasingly difficult for both of them.

'Okay,' she said, pressing her fingertip against his
little bum hole, 'Just relax, and if you don't like it
say so and I'll stop.'

Matthew screwed his eyes tightly shut and wrinkled up
his nose, as if he was expecting something painful to
happen. Zoe's fingertip sunk into his anus under the
pressure she was applying, and she let it slide in to
the first joint. Matthew's eyes opened and he smiled
slightly, then moaned out loud as she sunk her finger
deep in to his anus right up to her knuckle. His eyes
were wide open and his breathing became erratic as she
wiggled her finger deep inside him.

D'you like it?' she asked, and the little boy nodded
excitedly in reply.

She lifted her own bottom off the bed, applied some KY
Jelly and then guided Matthew's middle finger to her
own anus. He was certainly eager to please she thought
as the little boy lifted her to a new level of ecstasy
as his finger sunk all the way into her bottom, copying
what she'd done to him.

'Okay,' she sighed, her heart thumping, 'So now we
fuck, rub tummies, kiss and finger bottoms.'

Their tongues slid into each other's wet mouths and
Matthew's hips rocked up and down as they began to fuck
again. Zoe was delirious. She had a little boy's cock
inside her, her finger was in his anus, his finger was
in hers, she was snogging him, and their bare tummies
were pressed together.

Their hips began to move more urgently and their pubic
bones bumped together as they fucked. She pressed down
firmly against his bottom with each downward stroke and
her hips rose rhythmically to meet his in perfect
timing. She squeezed her vaginal muscles tightly and
could feel every movement of his penis as it slid in
and out of her. She arched her back and moaned into his
mouth. She knew she was going to come. She was going to
come with a child. A child was going to make her come,
and the thought of it drove her even closer to the edge.

'Matthew, baby, you're gonna make me come. You're so
horny. I love you!' This would be Zoe's first orgasm
against what would be Matthew's third and it was hardly
surprising that she was about to loose control, given
that she was living out her number-one fantasy ... she
was doing it with a little boy.

Matthew's face was contorted in a mask of utter
ecstasy. His baby-hips kept pumping up and down, and
beads of sweat had broken out on his forehead with the
exertion. 'Zoe, I think I'm gonna come again,' he gasped.

'That's gorgeous darling,' she cooed in reply, 'Come
for me sweetheart, and I'll come with you.'

She watched the expression on his face whilst
squeezing his baby balls and fingering his anus.
Expertly she rolled him over onto his back to take
complete control. Rather than relying on the movement
of his hips, she would now dictate the pace and bring
them both to a delicious climax.

Her hips pumped up and down, hard and fast, forcing
his hard cock in and out of her wet hole. Despite his
penis being only child size, her vagina was tight
enough to ensure that his cock was being squeezed so
the feeling was similar to that of being gripped by a
velvet glove.

Their flat tummies slapped together audibly as their
fucking became frenzied in the final throes of ecstasy.
Matthew moaned out loud and arched his back, his body
so overcome with pleasure that his third orgasm was
every bit as strong as his first.

'I'm coming too baby,' Zoe cried, fucking the child
beneath her with more passion than she'd ever fucked a
man. She cried out, holding nothing back as her body
shook against the little boy, with his cock deep inside
her and their fingers buried in each other's bottoms.


Chapter Six

After Zoe and Matthew had both relaxed with another
drink of Bucks Fizz, their attention returned again to
sex. Matthew hadn't forgotten that Zoe had promised to
teach him how to do oral sex to her, and so began the
next stage of his sexual education. She taught him how
to suck clit using her finger as a dummy and drew a
parallel with sucking cock, demonstrating what she
meant by sucking his still-stiff willy.

He was an eager student and desperately wanted to get
it right. Not only did he want to please her, but he
was genuinely aroused by the prospect of making this
sexy woman come in his mouth. He might only have been a
child, but he was a male child and very horny.

She had a lot of fun teaching him the rudimentary
basics of oral sex, and when he was ready, he lay down
on his tummy in-between her legs and began tentatively
licking her slit. Although he was inexperienced, his
youthful enthusiasm more than made up for his lack of
skill, and as soon as she was sure that he wasn't
finding this new experience distasteful, she began
rocking her hips against his mouth.

He obviously enjoyed it, and when he made her moan by
doing something she liked his little mouth worked
feverishly to bring her yet more pleasure. Looking down
her body to see the little boy's face in-between her
legs, concentrating so hard on giving her pleasure, she
felt as if she was in heaven. His strawberry lips
sucked her hard bud and Zoe moaned out loud, arching
her back and rocking her hips, fucking the child's
mouth.

She held his little face in her hands, guiding him to
the right spot, loosing control and jerking herself
against his lips and tongue. Eventually she reached her
second climax with the young boy, and had a delicious
orgasm in his willing mouth.

They spent their remaining time together kissing and
cuddling, before eventually he had to hurriedly get
dressed and run home to his mum. His penis was still
stiff, and if she'd had the time she could have made
him come again. The next time they met they'd have more
time, and she'd take him to his limits, fucking him
until his little boy's stamina ran out and he couldn't
get a hard on any more. She wondered how many times
he'd be able to come. she'd find out the next time she
saw him.

Before he left he told her repeatedly how much he
loved her and she replied by telling him that she loved
him too. They weren't empty words. She really did love
him. She'd fallen in love with a child and it felt so
right, more right in fact than it had ever felt with an
adult male.

She'd miss him after he'd gone and she told him so.
She sent him home without his underpants. It felt kinky
and perverse to do so and she'd keep them under her
pillow as a reminder of how naughty she'd been.

After he'd gone she spent the next couple of hours
keeping busy with her dildo and her fingers. She came
another eight times thinking of her child lover and
eventually she fell into a deep sleep with his
underpants clutched to her chest.

The End

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