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I Never Believed I Would Do It
by wolftras (wolftras@gmail.com)

***

A young lady in an NGO has a young boy walk in on her 
in a semi-nude state. Constant teasing by a friend 
makes her think differently about the boy so that she 
gives in to her urges during a tuition class with the 
boy. (F/m-teen, ped, 1st, mast, oral, anal)

***

Now this isn't really all that far away from the fact. 
I must change the names and the locations, but this 
happened. I'm a shapely 29 years old. My body is quite 
well set for someone barely five feet tall. At 32-27-
34, I usually don't have any problems attracting men. 
I have long wavy black hair, big dark eyes and long 
naturally black eyelashes that I accentuate with 
eyeliner.

My lips are full, slightly more so than usual but give 
a sense of ripeness and softness to men (and some 
women), who feel the urge to kiss them, or even more, 
imagine then on their bodies.

Oh yes! Did I forget to mention that I'm married? Well 
I am. Have been for a while, but my work keeps me far 
away from home. Why is that relevant! It isn't, but 
some men like to read about married women in these 
stories, so for all you men, boys, guys out there that 
do, I'm married. And as such, I'm no stranger to sex, 
in all its forms and eccentricities.

I enjoy sex. Oral, fancy positions, a bit of 
domination now and then, in public... generally I'm 
very open to anything.

So! Considering that I am cute, attractive, not 
deprived in any manner of understanding, the following 
account just seems a little surprising... at least it 
did to me. Anyways... enough... Let's start.

I work, of all the places, in an organization (an NGO) 
that curbs human right violations. And usually I'm 
stuck in some godforsaken village near some 
unpronounceable border. Well there I was one hot 
summer afternoon, packing up some stuff as I had a 
whole bunch of border visits lined up ahead of me.

Anyways, I usually walk around in the most minimal of 
clothing. A large T-shirt, or just my bra and panties. 
Or maybe even just the panties. I generally like the 
feel of the warm air on my skin and am not extremely 
fond of too many clothes.

Well, on this day, I was meandering around my room in 
a very sexy bra, that did some really wonderful things 
to my already full breasts, and a very sexy black 
panty that left very little (just the best bits) to 
the imagination.

So there I was meandering around and to be specific 
was standing on tip toe, fiddling with a box on a 
shelf, when the door behind me – opened! I didn't 
realize, that I who am usually extremely careful, 
hadn't locked my room door. 

Now, the fact is that I'm constantly working with 
kids, of all age groups. They love to be around me and 
I know that the feeling is mutual. They also have a 
distressing habit of barging in like my room was 
theirs.

So. On this day, the kid, who happened to walk in, was 
my neighbor's maid's son. I usually spend the odd 
evening teaching him English, math and science. He is 
a cute kid. Olive skinned, friendly, a bit shy and 
slightly tall for his age. 

I didn't freak! I froze. Yes right there. 

Hands up in the air, my entire back and ass facing 
him, my calves beautifully taut by my tiptoe position, 
and me half turned back and showing the full curvature 
of my breasts outlined by the lacy and tantalizing 
bra. In retrospect, I must have looked like some 
really well versed model at a calendar shoot.

And what did he do? Well his jaw fell, he stood his 
ground stared and stared some more. I could see his 
eyes furiously fighting for innovative ways to look at 
all of me and specific parts of me at the same time. 

After what felt like an eternity, but could not have 
been more than a second or two, the spell broke and I 
covered myself and kind of yelled, "Hey! Get out!"

Well, he ran, banging the door after him, his face red 
as a beetroot. But not before I got an unexpected 
peek, at a very prominent bulge that had sprung up 
between his thighs. 

Anyways, I didn't see him that day. I must confess to 
feeling a bit weird, but even more so, I felt bad for 
yelling at him. I mean I never stop them and they know 
that if I don't want to be disturbed, I lock my door. 
So it wasn't really his fault.

Now! I insist on blaming a close friend of mine, for 
what happened next. This is a guy I'm quite fond off, 
and have known him for like forever. Later that night 
while chatting with him, I told him about this 
incident. Rather than sympathize with my sense of 
discomfort, he proceeded to cajole me on younger men, 
boys to be specific and spent quite a while dropping 
all kinds of tantalizing innuendo. The only catch was 
that it was all related to the young 15 year old. I 
might have enjoyed the tingly feel of his words 
otherwise. (Yes I know I'm married, but he and I are 
another story for another time)

Anyways! I laughed off his insinuations and slept off 
(after a bit of online sex chat). I couldn't help it. 
His content may have been in appropriate, but his 
voice and the way he makes me wet and horny with his 
words, is hard to resist. And I guess, more than 
anyone, I love to watch him get aroused by me. I love 
the way his eyes glaze over when I lean back and 
stroke my pussy for him, imagining his cock doing the 
things my fingers were doing. I love it best when his 
voice gets rough as he is close to coming. As I excite 
him and encourage him to stroke himself faster... and 
then he cums all over himself. 

I might have imagined it, but I think he came harder 
than usual that night, and faster. I feel that the 
thought of me with someone else so much younger must 
have turned him on. Oh well! He is my favorite 
pervert!

***

Well, over the next few days (my trip got canceled) I 
kept bumping into my little intruder (let's call him 
Sam) and he would refuse to meet my eyes. I resolved 
to sort out the issue when he came over for class at 
the end of the week.

The problem is, whenever I'd meet him, I couldn't help 
(thanks to my friend) but sneak the odd peek at Sam. 
I, against my better judgment, began to notice his 
lean legs, the softness of his lips, the clean soapy 
smell of his body as he would pass me in the corridor. 
And (damn my friend) it actually smelt nice and 
cuddly. The kind of cuddly you would want to feel 
without the interference of cloth in between. 

So the weekend came. Sam was expected in the evening 
and decided to get some sleep in the afternoon. So I 
stripped off my clothes and crawled into bed. The bed 
sheet rubbing against my nipples made me feel like 
masturbating for a bit. But the urge wasn't strong so 
after making a few lazy explorations of my pussy and 
pulling my nipples, I gave up and fell asleep. 

I awoke a short while later, from a vague but 
definitely sexual dream, to the sound of knocking on 
my door. So, without thinking, as I usually do, I drew 
my robe around me and answered the door. There was Sam 
waiting to be let in for class.

He took one look at me covered in a robe, and went 
bright red. 

I then realized that considering the history, this may 
have been slightly provocative. Anyways I ruffled his 
hair to set him at ease and told him to go to the 
dining table and setup his books. I would change and 
join him.

I joined him wearing a proper no-nonsense half sleeve 
top that buttoned from the front all the way up and a 
full length skirt that was large and full. I realized 
soon enough that he wasn't paying much attention to 
the subject and so I decided to grab the bull by its 
horns.

I started by closing his books and talking about that 
day that he walked in. I told him it was an accident 
and etc. etc. etc. While I was rambling I happened to 
be twirling a pencil, and it slipped out of my hand 
and fell on the floor. 

Before he could move, I bent under the table to 
retrieve it and my eyes came in level with his crotch. 
My eyes went wide at what I saw.

Not only had the little rascal got himself a decent 
hard on, while I was talking and reliving the 
incident, his hands that had been in his lap had eased 
the tip of his dick out from under his (I suddenly 
noticed) very short, short pants. This he had been 
touching and rubbing while I spoke, and had managed to 
get himself a pretty decent amount of glossy pre-cum 
over his cock tip and his fingers.

Against every desire and wish that I might have had, I 
couldn't help it, but I just found myself getting wet. 
I sat up slowly and without thinking told him that he 
should probably go home, and come back when he was in 
a mood to study.

I think I was taking out my frustration on him. Poor 
guy! He probably didn't know what it was he was 
feeling. He looked so miserable and was obviously 
distressed about walking out in-front of me with his 
dick jutting out, that his face fell flat.

I relented, my voice softened and I asked him if he 
wanted to talk. He shook his head. So I got up held 
his hand and took him to the only sofa in the house, 
which was in my bedroom. His hard on was still poking 
at his shorts. But he had given up hiding it.

I sat him down and (I was pretty confused at what I 
was feeling as well) drew him against me with the 
intention of giving him a hug. As soon as his face lay 
against the skin, and I felt his breath above my 
breast, three things happened at once. My nipples grew 
hard, harder than they had been for a really long 
time. He turned his face towards me, which had the 
effect of his lips brushing the thin material of my 
top.

From then on, I guess there wasn't meant to be any 
turning back. I decided to grab the bull by its 
proverbial balls.

I put one arm around him and spoke to him softly. I 
told him to relax and generally made soft shushing 
sounds. I placed my other hand on his smooth and warm 
thigh. As I shushed him in his ears, my warm breath 
spilling onto his neck, the finger of my other hand 
curved slightly, gently dragging my nails against his 
skin.

Now this kid would have been no stranger to sex! In 
his world, they do it like bunnies and with almost no 
real privacy. Village life! But I was quite sure that 
Sam was absolutely new to the world of physical 
intimacy – adult style.

He knew exactly what was happening but wasn't sure 
quite how to let on that he knew, and wanted more. 

I didn't care! I knew and I had every intention of 
showing him. My mind was a confused turmoil. But my 
body was a boulder tumbling down a ravine. It was 
going to go where nature took it and would only stop, 
when nature made it so.

As my fingers continued their light stroking my lips 
brushed his cheeks, and then pressed softly against 
them. I gently and firmly turned his face towards me 
and looking into his eyes, I smiled. I wanted to 
reassure him, not scare him away. I kissed his 
forehead, his nose his eyes his cheeks. All the while 
continuing the light stroking of his thighs. My 
fingers had managed to crawl pretty close to his dick 
in the meanwhile. A few more centimeters and my 
fingertips would graze the moist tip of his cock.

I slowly put my mouth against the corner of his mouth 
and began to kiss him there. I gently bit, and sucked 
on the sensitive ends of his mouth, while occasionally 
using my tongue to lightly lick and wet their 
tantalizing curves.

His mouth opened slightly and I took the opportunity 
to explore slightly deeper into his mouth. This had 
the effect of turning the light pecking into a full 
blown kiss. He turned towards me and eagerly returned 
my kiss. His inexperience was obvious; his excitement 
was hard to miss. He moaned into my mouth as he copied 
my every action.

He used his tongue, he tasted my mouth and tongue and 
lips. He nipped my lips and sucked on them. He kissed 
then and licked them. This was really more exciting 
than I had imagined.

His hands were on my waist. I could feel them 
clenching and unclenching. So I decided to move 
further. Holding his hands I placed them on my 
breasts. 

Oh the release. He was like a person possessed. He 
groped! He touched! He grabbed. I could sense that the 
top and my bra were a hindrance. So I suddenly 
released him and unbuttoned the top all the way down 
to my waist. His eyes widened as I took his hand and 
this time, placed them against my skin.

I told him to take hos time and do as I instructed. I 
told him to cup and play with my breasts for a while. 
Get used to them. I guided his fingers to my hard 
nipples, and made him pinch them through the frilly 
lace. 

As he experimented with my tits, I reached forward and 
gently brushed his cock with my fingers. He gasped. I 
was pretty sure he was close. His cock was really 
dripping precum. I was so tempted to taste it. 

But instead of his smooth and hard cock, I moved up 
further and gently grabbed his balls. And started 
kneading and massaging them. Squeezing in a steady 
rhythm, I occasionally let my fingers brush his cock 
head. Every time I did that he would gasp and jump.

We kept at this for a little while. His tongue against 
mine, his fingers inside my bra teasing my nipples and 
his balls in my hands. 

I needed more so I decided to really up the game. 

I stood up and turning around, asked him to undo my 
bra. He managed that quite easily. I then shed the 
rest of my clothes but still avoided turning to face 
him.

I asked him to hug me from the back, and touch my 
breasts and body. He reached around me and what 
followed was like being explored by a sex starved 
octopus. His hands were everywhere. My stomach, my 
breasts and thighs. He didn't stay away from my pussy 
either. Incidentally, I keep my pussy shaved. And he 
couldn't seem to get enough of it. He didn't know what 
he was doing. But he was light and gentle and it felt 
awesome.

What was even better was that he had become entirely 
unaware of his cock. It was now pressed against the 
lower curve of my ass and I could feel his cock juice 
wetting my skin.

I reach back squeezed his dick and with the other 
hand, unclasped and relieved him of his shorts.

I wanted foreplay, but I also wanted to fuck him 
badly. Oh I was so horny!

He pulled of his shirt and said, "Please turn around." 

I turned and let him see me properly for the first 
time.

I too took a good look at him. He reached for by 
breasts and slowly starter to squeeze them. I closed 
my eyes, never letting go of his cock and started to 
squeeze him back as well. 

"Harder!" I said, "Harder!" and he obliged. My breasts 
swelled between his small hands; they grew dark as 
they swelled with blood. His fingers started to flick 
and scratch my nipples faster and faster. My hands 
started to squeeze his cock like I wanted to pull it 
off. I didn't stroke him... just squeezed harder and 
harder and harder, till I could squeeze no more. 

His fingers were driving me to pain and tormenting 
pleasure when suddenly I felt an orgasm wash over me 
and I grunted our loudly. I also inadvertently jerked 
his dick. This had the effect of triggering his 
borderline orgasm and suddenly, I felt this warm jet 
against my stomach, then on my breasts and on my face. 
By then I had started to jerk him. And was rewarded 
with a few more long thick blasts of his cum, as he 
sprayed it all over me.

This was so arousing and hot! He looked at me in shock 
wondering what my reaction would be. Before he could 
say a word, I feel to my knees and gulped his entire 
penis into my mouth. He was sweet and salty at the 
same time.

I grabbed him by his ass and started to really deep 
throat and mouth fuck him. He returned the compliment 
by hold my head and thrusting his dick into my mouth 
in a rhythm that matched the bobbing of my head. 

As I sucked him off, I put one hand on my pussy and 
started rubbing really fast.

After a few moments, I felt his clench and thrust a 
few times really hard. I knew what was coming and 
sealed my lips around his cock. Sure enough, I was 
rewarded with one blast after another or fresh warm 
cum. I swallowed every drop of it and just kept on 
sucking. 

I could feel his knees get weak. So without stopping, 
I pulled him to the floor and kept on with my slurping 
and sucking. Only this time, I reversed my position 
and placed my hot and wet pussy, dripping with my cum 
over his eager young mouth. Any worries I may have had 
about him turning away were dispersed as he plain and 
simply grabbed me by my butt and pulling me down, 
thrust his tongue into my pussy.

Oh the feeling of bliss as I sucked him back to a full 
hardness and he kept up a continuous attack of my 
pussy. It didn't take him long to realize that my 
arching was to get my clit against his tongue. Once he 
figured that out, he couldn't get enough of my moans 
and grindings against his mouth. 

As we continued this for a while I felt my orgasm 
rising, and then I came hard and long against him, 
inundating him with my juices. And that sweetheart 
never once took his mouth away. 

I wasn't done. I had barely finished clenching my cunt 
muscles when I rose up and turning around, impaled his 
cock deep within my cunt. I was unhinged... I ground 
against him. He matched me thrust for thrust, pulling 
my nipples and squeezing my breasts. I knew I would 
have bruises the next day. But I didn't care. I was 
enjoying it too much. 

I felt another orgasm blast my body and gasping I 
leaned forward and kissed him deeply, I then asked 
him, "How as that Sam? Did you enjoy that? Enjoy 
fucking your old teacher?" 

He just smiled and said, "You're not old miss. You're 
lovely and sexy and I'm very lucky. And yes I did 
enjoy fucking you."

Somehow hearing him say fuck just drove me mad. And 
then a though occurred to me. "You haven't cum yet 
have you Sam?"

"No Miss."

I smiled and reached down and slowly encircled the 
base of his dick and lifting myself off him, I 
repositioned him under my asshole. His eyes widened in 
shock... I just smiled at him and started rubbing his 
slippery wetness against my already slippery hole.

Then still keeping eye contact, I slipped myself onto 
him. It wasn't very big yet, so it wasn't hard or 
difficult. But it felt so great. 

I slowly slipped him deeper and deeper until his balls 
were pressed tight against my ass. Then I started to 
move back and forth, clenching and unclenching my ass 
I did so. 

This really made him wild. He pulled my torso lower 
and as I kept up the gyration he covered my nipples 
with his mouth and started a hard and determined 
sucking. As his excitement grew, he began to bite my 
breasts and nibble at my nipples. I was going mad! 

Alternately he would switch from breast to breast and 
sometimes he would kiss me on my mouth if I bent down. 

This continued for a little while. 

I suddenly pulled out, went onto my fours and told 
him, "Fuck me from the back sweetheart."

He didn't need any further invitation. Before I knew 
it, he was inside my ass and pounding away for all he 
was worth. From my end, all I could do was bending 
forward and thrust back into him. 

Back and forth and back and forth... And then I 
reached back to cup his balls and stroke him as he 
fucked my brains out. I heard his breathing change and 
felt his cock tighten, his balls rise up and then 
blast after blast of hot slipper cum streamed into my 
ass from his sweet and no longer innocent cock. 

It was by far one of the best experiences of sex I had 
ever come across. We collapsed onto the floor 
together. And as I felt his soft dick slip out of me. 
I knew that we were going to be at it again in a 
little while. 

THE END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
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 system.
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