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Archive name: carols.txt (F/b-pre-teen, ped, prost)
Authors name: Mich Boyle (mich_boyle@hotmail.com)
Story title : Carol's Callboy Adventure

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Carol's Callboy Adventure (F/b-pre-teen, ped, prost)
by Mich Boyle (mich_boyle@hotmail.com)

***

Carol was 36 and alone one a Saturday night when a chance 
reading of a newspaper classified Ad lead her to realise 
her greatest and most secret fantasy.... and all it took 
was a phone call....

***

Obligatory warning: The following story is fictitious. It 
is not to be taken as the truth, but only to be read by 
legal adults for personal pleasure. You may redistribute 
this, and archive it, but you may not change any portion 
of it for any reason without express consent of the 
author. You may not use this on a pay site Proceed with 
caution. This story contains consensual sex between a 
Woman and an underage boy.....

Authors Note: This story is another by mich boyle dealing
with the subject of Woman / boy love. All comments and 
suggestions and criticisms are welcome. I invite all 
readers (especially females) with an interest in this
subject to contact me.

***

Carol Newton unlocked the door to her 14th floor 
apartment after spending a Saturday afternoon at the 
movies. At 36 she was still attractive - Brown shoulder 
length hair, big brown eyes and good figure outlined 
nicely in skintight jeans. She hated being alone on a 
Saturday night but it had been some time since she had a 
date, and well what was a lonely girl to do.

Carol thought about her afternoon at the mall - the place 
had been full of teenage couples at the movies - much to 
her enjoyment because she loved looking at younger people 
- in fact if truth be known one might say that Carol 
loved looking at younger guys - especially boys - 
enjoying the sight of lithe slim bodies in tight jeans or 
nice clothes. 

In fact that very afternoon she had paused pretending to 
look in a window, just as a group of young boys aged 
about 10 to 14 passed by. She had felt that special 
twinge in her loins on seeing those beautiful jeans clad 
boy bodies and wondered what they would think of an older 
woman lusting after them.

In her apartment she switched on her computer and logged 
on to her favorite boy picture site - She needed some 
relief for the tension and it wasn't too long before she 
felt herself moistening to the sight of a beautiful 
Speedo clad 12 year old blonde Adonis. Her hand found its 
way to her mound and very slowly she started tickling 
herself imagining all the things she could do with a 
perfect boy if ever she had a chance.

Carol knew that her feelings for young boys were not 
common in women but she knew too that her obsession with 
young boys was growing and had been for some years now - 
She knew too that she had to have such a boy soon or she 
would go out of her mind with frustration.

Eventually she stopped her gentle manipulations, pausing 
on the brink of a boy inspired orgasm and moved away from 
the computer - picking up the daily paper she browsed 
through it until her eyes settled on the classified adult 
advertisements mostly placed by female call girls looking 
for customers. Her eyes scanned the Ads noticing that 
male escorts looking for female customers placed some of 
them.

One Ad caught her attention - it read simply "boys for 
women" and a telephone number. Why use that wording she 
wondered - it was probably just another adult male escort 
service she thought tossing the paper aside and heading 
for her kitchen to grab a bite of supper. 

But those words haunted her - "boys for women" - What 
if.... she found herself thinking.... What if the Ad 
meant what it said.... what if they were really offering 
something different? she thought.

Her mind was made up as she reached for the phone to dial 
the number - what would she say ? no matter just dial the 
number - The man that answered was very friendly and put 
her at ease right away with a friendly "how are you" and 
"thanks for calling" - The hesitation in her voice was 
obvious as she asked about what they offered - "male 
escorts," said the nice sounding man. "But we specialize 
in younger ones," hence the Ad he explained.

"How old were the escorts?" she asked.

"Well mostly they are of legal age, of course," said the 
man. "They're from about 18 or so, unless she wanted 
something really special," he added, perhaps feeling by 
her voice that she was looking for something special.

"What do you mean?" she asked, pressing for more about 
the special services on offer.

"Well," said the man, "some of our lady clients request 
younger guys and we try 
to accommodate them if we can," he explained.

"T-that sounds like what I want," she stammered, hardly 
believing her own words. 

"OK," said the man, "but we have to check you out first."

Carol was asked for some details about herself and told 
that they would call her back. And just 20 minutes later 
the man called back to say that everything was fine and 
that they could offer a range of boy escorts for that 
same night ranging in age from just 12 to 17. 

Carol mentioned that she would prefer the younger ones.

"You're in luck, I have two young ones available tonight. 
One is a Mexican boy who is 14; dark haired, well built. 
And the other boy is just 12; blonde and slim and really 
cute. He's just started but is quite willing."

Carol chose the 12-year-old without hesitation. Might as 
well take my fantasy all the way she thought. And so it 
was arranged that the boy would be delivered to her in 
about an hour.

Carol could not believe what she had just done and 
wondered whether everything would turn out as planned and 
as promised by that agency. She changed into a light 
somewhat short cotton dress, imagining what a boy might 
enjoy on her. A little perfume, not too much. Dimmed the 
lighting. What about safe sex? A condom? she thought, 
trying to be practical. No, not necessary she decided. He 
was just a boy after all.

She felt her excitement rising as time passed. Years of 
frustration and fantasy had her anticipating and 
imagining the event. How easy it had been to arrange in 
the end she thought, just a chance Ad and a phone call. 
God! She was so wet now.

Some time later the doorbell rang and she answered it - 
disappointed to find a lone man on the doorstep - He 
asked if it was the right place and said that he needed 
to just check the place out. He looked around and asked 
her for the money before making a call on his cell phone 
to saying, "Ok, bring him up."

The boy that appeared a few minutes later, with a second 
man was perfect and even better than she had imagined, 
blonde longish hair, deep blue eyes and slim with a small 
bulge taught against the denim of the tight blue jeans 
that he had on. Sneakers, a red sleeveless t-shirt and a 
beautiful boy face with a grin, made up the rest of the 
package.

"Okay ma'am, he's all yours for the night. We'll collect 
him at about 8am. Enjoy yourself now," and they were gone 
leaving her with 95 Lbs of boy to play with.

Not knowing quite what to do next she offered the boy a 
coke and grabbed a large glass of white wine for herself. 
"So what's your name?" she inquired.

"Ricky," came the cheerful response as he bounced on to 
the couch.

Handing him the coke and sitting next to him she inquired 
about him - just 12 - he stayed with his Grandma and had 
just started working at the agency a month before. He had 
been asked by his older brother who worked there to help 
out when a lady had requested a very young boy and he had 
loved it ever since. 

Everyone was nice to him and he made some extra pocket 
money, and he loved the sex part too - it was all he ever 
thought about. The only condition was that he was never 
to tell anyone else about what he did.

Carol was enthralled by his stories, which flowed so 
easily from this mere child - He told her about a lady 
that just wanted to take photos of him. He told her about 
a granny that just wanted to hold him all night and touch 
him. He told her about a woman that wanted 2 boys 
together, and about a woman that wanted to dress him as a 
girl and about a woman that wanted him in a school 
uniform.

Carol could not believe her ears as she heard about all 
these women that wanted boys as she had thought that she 
was the only one in the world that felt like she did. 

The wine was having an effect now as she drew the boy to 
her for the first kiss - she felt her pulse race and then 
he was in her arms. Carol was in heaven as she french-
kissed the boy and told him about how she loved boys his 
age and how that was her biggest secret in the world.

Her hands moved all over young Ricky now -under his shirt 
- to feel his soft smooth chest and back - over his soft 
cheeks and through his hair. She was just a little 
surprised when he responded to her touch - kissing her 
back and moving his own hands to touch her breasts. After 
years of fantasy she had a perfect boy in her clutches 
and she could hardly control her excitement.

She removed his t-shirt now and kissed him again, and 
then as if drawn by a magnet her right hand found his 
crotch and gently rubbed against it - feeling the boy's 
hard boyish cock responding and straining against the 
denim. 

She adored the feel of his little boyhood through the 
denim but knew that she needed more. She kissed him some 
more and her fingers found his zipper and slowly moved it 
down over the hardness of his boymeat. She was SO wet at 
the touch of this forbidden fruit and felt herself 
moisten even more as she removed his jeans now.... to 
reveal tiny boy hips dressed in small blue briefs which 
only just covered his straining 3-inch erection. Oh god! 
She was soooo evil she thought as she savored the pure 
delights of this most perfect and beautiful nearly naked 
boy in her clutches.

Her hand moved down his chest and tummy once again - this 
time finding the elastic of those cotton briefs and 
gliding underneath the fabric to the responding flesh 
beneath - Her hand engulfed his boycock  - closing her 
fist over it - just 3 inches of a perfect boy erection -
her hand fitted like a glove over it as she started 
pumping very slowly - imagining what a boy might like.

He writhed against her hand seeming to love what she was 
doing and closing his eyes as if in rapture. Moving her 
face to his naked chest she savored his nipples with her 
tongue and then moved lower brushing his flat and perfect 
tummy, pausing at his belly button and then downwards to 
his straining boycock. He was totally smooth and 
hairless, almost like a girl.

Her mouth opened and she took the boy in. She felt a 
delightful wickedness in the feel of his perfect uncut 
little 3-incher in her mouth. She could take it all and 
her lips curled around the base right against his small 
boyish balls. For years Carol had imagined what it must 
be like to suck a boy imagining the feel of having an 
entire cock in her mouth but the reality was even better.

She knew that she was flushed and excited and knew that 
making her fantasy come true was the best thing that had 
ever happened to her. Carol continued to suck and feel 
the perfect smooth body of the boy with her hands and 
then judged that it was time for something new. She could 
not get enough of her boytoy and wanted to try 
everything. 

Leading the naked boy to her bedroom she undressed now - 
slowly and sexily and enjoyed the sight of the boy 
looking starry eyed at her own nakedness - She drew him 
to the bed and lay him down.

She lay full length on her bed beside the boy now 
enjoying the amazing sensations of his smooth naked skin 
against her own - She had imagined many times what it 
must be like to be naked against the smooth body of a boy 
and now it was happening for real. She caressed him and 
kissed him some more and then later, as if knowing that 
it was the right moment she drew the 95lb boy on top of 
her.

She opened her legs to feel his hardness against her very 
wet and waiting pussy lips. Reaching down she guided it 
in surprised at how smooth the entry was and how the 
sensation of having a naked perfect boy on top of her was 
sending her into an ecstasy she had never before 
experienced. 

She felt his boy sized cock inside her and started moving 
against him knowing that she was very close to the most 
perfect climax of her life. Her hands drew him hard 
against her own body. She pushed upwards now and thrashed 
her head -- hands on his bubble butt trying to bring him 
closer, writhing against him and feeling her own clit 
against his little cock shaft.

He fucked her hard and fast - much faster than a man, 
just as she imagined a boy would do. Her pussy muscles 
contracted around his cock as they mated - woman and 
child - and then she felt it rise from deep inside her - 
unstoppable now as he continued to move on her. Then he 
arched his back as if struck by something and groaned as 
he let go and filled her with his boyjuice -1 -2 -3 
spasms later he was shaking.

At that moment she felt her own orgasm erupt as if set 
free by the boy's, "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! Faster now! 
AAAAHHH!!" And then wave after wave of the most fantastic 
climax she ever had overwhelmed the woman. The room spun 
and her nails scratched the boy's back. Boy juice mingled 
with her own as she slowed .... and slowed .... and 
relaxed. 

They lay together boy and woman for at least 15 minutes 
like that just savoring the moment and the special 
feelings until she gently moved him off of her. She felt 
the juices running on her thigh now as they ran out and 
on to her sheets. Carol had just experienced the most 
fantastic sex of her life, She knew then what she had 
suspected for a long time, she was addicted to boys. And 
little Ricky may have been her first but would certainly 
not be her last.

For a moment she pondered the possibility of pregnancy, 
imagining the baby that might result and then accepting 
that if she was ever to have a child it would be so 
perfect if a perfect young boy could father it. 

Through the night they mated - boy on woman - woman on 
boy - until she could no longer, and then sunlight 
streamed in and sleep took over.

She awakened a while later - legs intertwined with the 
boys and immediately moved her hand to his boysex - 
feeling it react and rise instantly to her touch. 

The boy was still half asleep as she moved sideways 
against him and introduced his cock to her wet pussy 
again, fucking against him and playing with her own clit 
with a finger and bringing herself to a final boy 
inspired orgasm again.... and then waking him gently. 
Then she led him to the bathroom for a shower with him - 
soapsuds and water - smooth boy body against smooth woman 
body - erotic sensations as she washed him and dried him. 
They dressed and had some orange juice - kissing often as 
the moment of departure neared. 

And then the doorbell rang and the boy was taken away - 
Carol's great callboy adventure was over - her lusts and 
fantasies fulfilled. She went back to bed for a long 
Sunday morning lie in - memories of the night and the 
fresh scent of the boy still on her as her fingers glided 
to the spot - fantasies rising as she planned another boy 
adventure. 

The End

Other stories by Mich Boyle:
Linda's lust for boys

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not "real life." Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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