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Helping Out Freddy
by Pablo Honey (address withheld)
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My wife and I decide to help out a developmentally
delayed neighbor. (MF/m-teen, ped, wife, 1st, mast)
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Freddy was mowing the lawn. I watched him push the
mower back and forth in a wavy line in front of our
house. His shirt was off and the sun glinted off of his
sweat. The day was unbearably hot, and I had a hard
time understanding how he was still going.
I should explain. Freddy is the kid, well, I shouldn't
say kid, he's about 26 years old, but my wife and I
have known him for about ten years now. He moved into
the neighborhood with his parents some years ago when
my wife and I had just moved here ourselves. It was our
first home and they were our new neighbors.
Freddy was about 15 at the time. His parents had known
since he was four that he had developmental problems.
Nothing serious, but he had troubles in social
situations. He had a hard time focusing and the docs
told them he would probably never hold down a steady
job.
Well, fast forward to the present, and Freddy sure
proved them wrong! He worked as a janitor down at the
local Y. He still had difficulties with extreme shyness
and interacting with adults (especially women), but he
had a great rapport with children! He was always
tossing them in the pool and playing Marco polo with
them. He had even saved enough to get a small apartment
of his own, although he had yet to take that step. He
lived in the basement of his parent's house where he
had his own kitchenette and some self-sufficiency. As a
result he was still our neighbor.
Several years ago when Freddy was still looking for a
job, Heidi and I had hired him to mow our lawn once a
week. He had known us for several years by then and was
able to talk to us more than to most adults. He was
still very shy around Heidi, to this day as a matter of
fact, but he was able to look her in the eye on
occasion. When he did eventually find a job, we kept
him on as our lawn mower, partly because he seemed to
enjoy it and partly because we liked having him around.
So I was standing there watching him mow our lawn and
my thoughts drifted back to a conversation I'd had with
him a couple days before. We were down at the Y. Since
he was not social, and got in free, he spent a lot of
his time swimming and lifting weights. Sometimes I
would join him, just to keep him company. This
particular day he wanted to ask my opinion about
something. He seemed more reticent than usual, so I was
curious what was going to emerge.
He looked at the ground for a long time before
continuing. Eventually he began mumbling. He asked me
is I thought he would ever have a girlfriend.
"Well, of course Freddy. Any girl would be lucky to
have you."
"But, I feel so strange around them. I never know what
to say or how to act. What so you think I should do?"
I told him I would give it some serious thought and let
him know what I came up with later. He was quiet for a
little longer, and then blurted out that he had been
masturbating a lot for the last few years and he
thought something was wrong with him. Well, this
surprised me a bit, but I did my best to assure him
that there was nothing wrong with what he did.
So this is what I was thinking about while I watched
him sweating back and forth in our front yard.
Eventually my wife came and stood next to me.
"Damn, he must be hot out there," she said.
I turned to look at her. She was in a short grey/green
plaid skirt, showing well-formed legs and a white tank
top (no bra). She was sweating herself and holding a
glass of lemonade against her head. A few strands of
her brunette hair were plastered against her forehead.
Her firm, B-cup breast pressed strained underneath her
shirt, and even though it was hot, her nipples were
prominent. In short, she looked very good.
Of course, I immediately thought of a plan to help
Freddy. I turned to Heidi.
"Hey, you like Freddy a lot and would do anything to
help him out right?"
"Of course. I love the kid. Why? Is something the
matter?" She turned and looked at me with concern.
"No, no, it's not that." I took a long pause. "Well,
you know how gets around women."
She nodded.
I plunged on. "He asked me if I could think of anything
that would help him in that area, you know, with his
confidence and stuff and … well …"
Her eyes narrowed. "You better not be suggesting what I
think you're suggesting. You think I would break his
trust like that!? You're fucking insane!"
"No! Look, I just think it would help him, not hurt
him!" I stopped and glanced out at Freddy. "He was
asking for help."
She looked at me for a long time. She then turned and
looked out the window at Freddy. "Dammit. Maybe it
wouldn't be a bad thing." She sighed. "Let me think
about it."
She walked off to the kitchen, and I resumed staring
out the window.
After fifteen or so minutes had passed, she walked back
through the room, without saying a word to me and
opened the front door. "Hey Freddy! Why don't you come
in and cool off a little?"
Freddy had just finished with the trimming, so he
nodded and turned off the motor. He picked up a towel
he had set aside and wiped his forehead with it and
walked up the steps and into the house. Heidi handed
him her glass of lemonade, which he gratefully gulped
down.
"Freddy," Heidi started, "I wonder if you could help me
out with something. I have a large chest in my bedroom
that I need moved and I just can't lift it. Do you
think you could help me with that?"
Freddy, still without looking directly at her, nodded.
"Sure, I can do that."
"Good." Heidi led him into our bedroom. I followed, and
Heidi swung the door most of the way closed behind her.
There was still a gap that I could see through.
Freddy stopped next to the bed, and began looking
around for the chest. We had no chest in the room.
Heidi came up behind him and began caressing him
shoulders. Freddy stiffened and a startled look came
into his eye. He spun and began backing away.
"I don't know … I think I gotta go," he said
"Shhhhh. It's ok. I think you'll like this."
"No, I gotta go." Freddy stepped to the side and began
walking past my wife. But she stepped in front of him
and wrapped her arm around his waist. Freddy was still
trying to avoid eye contact, so Heidi gently lifted his
chip with one hand and began kissing him. Freddy was
scared, but this was also the thing he had most wanted
to do for a long time.
At first he did not react, and kept his mouth closed.
But Heidi began licking his lips and Freddy began to
react. At first, very tentatively, he kissed her back.
His eyes were closed. Heidi moved her hands over his
chest, and down to the now obvious bulge in his shorts.
This made him jump, and once again he backed away.
"It's ok," Heidi murmured, "this is natural. This is
normal." She moved forward again, and began kissing his
chest. Freddy once again closed his eyes.
"Here," my wife said, "why don't we get you on the
bed." She pushed gently, and Freddy fell backwards onto
the bed. Heidi climbed on top of him. "Close your
eyes."
He complied and Heidi unzipped his shorts. He had no
underwear on, so his erection popped out immediately. I
was surprised, and could tell Heidi was as well. His
cock was about 8 inches long and very thick. Heidi had
only had sex with me, and he was both longer and
thicker. But she took it in stride. She took his dick
in her hand and began to gently jerk him off.
Freddy immediately began to moan and his body
stiffened. The fact that he'd never been with a woman
was apparent. The moaning became louder, and after just
a few second, Freddy convulsed, and began spurting cum.
The volume was amazing. Heidi continued to stroke and
Freddy came for what seemed an eternity. At last, he
was finished. Heidi looked a little disappointed that
it was the end.
"Here." Heidi picked up his towel from the floor and
began to gently clean up. "Was that nice?"
Freddy nodded, but still looked apprehensive. But as
Heidi continued to wipe, Freddy's eyes closed again,
and he began to breathe harder. Heidi glanced down at
the same moment I did, and to both our amazements, he
was completely erect again! Heidi tossed the towel
aside and sat back. Freddy looked up, "Should I … go?"
Heidi shook her head. "No Freddy, you still have a lot
to learn."
Heidi stood up next to bed. She reached under her skirt
and pulled down her underwear, stepping out of it. She
then pushed her top over her breasts, but didn't remove
it all the way. She climbed back on the bed and
straddled Freddy's legs. His eyes were once again
closed. Heidi leaned forward and took him into her
mouth. Freddy began to moan immediately.
She did her best to get all of his cock into her mouth.
She would deep-throat him and then lick his shaft all
the way from top to bottom, and then take him into her
mouth again. She was fingering herself while she did
this, and I could see that she was sopping wet. I was
afraid that he would lose control again, and obviously
she was as well; she only licked him for a short time
before sitting up again. She pushed her skirt up over
her hips and positioned herself over his dick. A drop
from her cunt landed on his dickhead. She raised his
cock and lowered herself on him.
Freddy was in heaven. Heidi slowly sank onto the
biggest dick she had ever had in her. Freddy
immediately began moaning quite loudly. Heidi put her
hand on either side of Freddy and began to move up and
down, also moaning loudly. Freddy was losing himself in
the moment. His hips began to move in time with hers.
He thrust, then began thrusting harder, his dick coated
with my wife's juice slid in and out of her.
Heidi's breath became a pant, her mouth open, eyes
closed. She took one of his hands and moved it onto her
breast. Freddy began kneading her breast, pinching her
nipple as if her knew what to do. His thrusting became
more urgent, more rapid. His eyes were open. His other
hand was now on Heidi's other breast, hands squeezing.
Heidi had ceased doing anything. Freddy was moving
enough for them both.
Her head was thrown back, her eyes squeezed shut. Sweat
rolled down her back. Froth appeared at Heidi's cunt-
hole and Freddy's dick. He was hammering her. Her legs
began to tense, squeezing his sides. Her breath was
ragged, her low moan began, her legs were squeezing
harder, and suddenly she was cumming, waves of orgasm
rolling over her.
This proved too much for Freddy. He yelled, buried his
cock as deeply into my wife as he could and convulsed.
This sent Heidi higher and clenched him as hard as she
could, as they both came. Again, Freddy came for a long
time, both of them holding onto each other.
When they finally subsided, Heidi collapsed onto his
chest. His sperm leaked out of her pussy and down her
legs. Eventually they untangled themselves and laid on
the bed for a long time. I crept away down the hall.
When they finally emerged from the bedroom, I pretended
I knew nothing. Freddy didn't look at me, but he seemed
quite happy.
In the years since, we obviously made the right
decision. Freddy now has a steady girlfriend, and I'm
sure she appreciates the guidance he received. It only
took three more sessions before he learned the proper
technique for eating pussy!
END
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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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