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                      Making of a Mistress

                             WARNING

This story contains sex among consenting people not generally
considered to be legal age. See "About Making of a Mistress" for
the reasons why. If this offends you, stop reading now. The
author suggest that you view this story totally as a fantasy, and
use it only in consensual adult role playing.

This article also contains a strong female domination theme. If
this offends you, you are reading the wrong newsgroup.

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                                          Mule

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                      Making of a Mistress
                            Chapter 2
                              KAREN

Susan's luck changed for the better about 3 months prior to her
12th birthday. That was when her cousin, Ken, moved in with her
and her mother. Ken was 15, good looking, and from the way his
jeans fit, she could see that he was well hung. Just having a
male in the house was exciting enough, and getting a view of his
cock was a challenge she had to accept.

She figured that since Ken and she shared the basement, (he in
his bedroom, Susan right next door), that the best place to do
this was in the downstairs bathroom. She arranged the blinds so
she could look in without being noticed. The bushes which
provided her the security for most of her previous sexual
conquests kept her from being seen from the street, and kept her
shadow from showing up against the window. Every time Ken went to
the bathroom, She would get to her windowside seat as fast as her
sneakers would take her.

The unfortunate part of the arrangement was that the toilet was
on the far wall, and most of the time, she only got a view of his
back as he stood there urinating. The few frontal views she did
get did little to relax her. Even from the partial views she got,
she could see that it was the largest, most beautiful male sex
organ she had ever seen. She had to get my hands on it somehow.

Things became worse (or better) once summer vacation began. Ken
would come home from baseball practice and take a shower in the
afternoon when she had a chance to watch. She couldn't see him in
the shower, but when he got out, she saw the whole show. As he
dried himself, she could see his partially erected cock sticking
out from her first view of male pubic hair. Not only was the
penis in great shape, but so was the rest of the body, especially
his rear end.

Every time she watched him, her excitement and eagerness grew.
Her hand would find itself under her shorts and in her wet
panties stroking herself. She was so frustrated by this point,
that she began a rather intensive program of playing with little
boys again. (If she couldn't have quality, she figured she'd go
for quantity).

It was while she was examining one of the little boys from down
the street in the garage that Ken caught her. He told the boy to
zip up, go home, and forget about the incident. He told Susan
that he wanted to see her in the kitchen.

When she got into the kitchen, Ken was already seated at the
table and he motioned her to sit opposite him. He immediately
calmed her greatest fears when, instead of the lecture she
expected, he told her that he wouldn't tell the boy's parents or
her mother. In fact, he seemed to be most understanding and said
that he thought it was very natural for girls to have an interest
in penises. As far as he was concerned, there was nothing wrong
with a girl wanting to do something about it. He also said that
little girls might be able to get away with it as a matter of
innocent curiosity, but girls Susan's age couldn't use that
excuse.

He realized that almost every girl knew what a penis looked like
by the time she was Susan's age, and asked her when she first
started playing with them. To Susan's surprise, she told him that
she was already a six year veteran! Susan left out the parts
about Judy and didn't tell him about her most recent voyeurism
involving him. She didn't have to, he knew! He explained that he
knew she was spying on him, which is why he gave her as much
opportunity to see his cock as he could arrange.

Before she could ask why, he explained. He was raised in a very
strict home where sex was never discussed, and he was taught to
think of his penis as a secret. His parents went through the most
elaborate arrangements to maintain modesty, and even his father
(when he still lived with him) didn't allow Ken to see his penis.

One summer, when he was 9 years old, his mother went overseas as
a personal secretary for her employer. Ken was to stay in the
employer's luxurious house to be taken care of by the house-
keeper, Mrs. Renford, who also lived there with her 6-year-old
daughter, Karen.

On the very first night, Ken found out that Mrs. Renford didn't
share his mother's view about nudity, at least male nudity. As he
was preparing for his bath, she came in to the bathroom along
with her daughter apparently to get a hair brush. He could tell
by the look on Karen's face that she had never seen a boy
undressed before. He remembered being quite embarrassed at the
moment, but later, as he lay in bed, the recollection of the
experience excited him enough to have an erection.

He decided to check out Karen's real interest, to see if she
really saw his penis by accident, or if it were a planned event.
The next morning, he worked up enough courage to offer to play a
game of "show me yours I'll show you mine" with her. Karen wasn't
willing to show herself to Ken, but she had no objection to Ken
exposing himself to her. The two of them went into the closet to
look at Ken's penis. The lighting was rather poor, so Karen had
to feel it rather than look at it. She seemed to be delighted and
giggled as she rolled it around in her fingers. Ken was getting
very excited at having his organ touched by someone else. For
some reason, the fact that the someone else didn't have a penis
of her own to play with excited him even more. Apparently, Mrs
Renford also heard the giggling and she caught them "red handed".
Mrs Renford's only comment was that they shouldn't be playing in
the closet, and they should come out where there was more light
and air.

Ken wasn't sure what to make of Mrs Renford's remarks. Perhaps
she was willing to let the children play their game out in hopes
that it would bore them, and that they would eventually go onto
some other activity. However, she didn't offer any other activity
for them to do. In fact, she left them alone in Karen's room and
closed the door when she left. Karen found more and more things
to do with Ken's penis, and by lunch time, they had graduated to
playing "catch". Karen and Ken would sit on the floor facing each
other with legs spread out. Karen would roll a rubber ball
between Ken's legs. Ken discovered that if he rocked forward, he
could trap the ball under his erected penis. Sometimes, he would
rock early, and poke the ball back to Karen with the tip of his
cock, or rock far enough forward so the ball would roll up the
top of it and back down.

If Ken had doubts about Mrs Renford's intentions, they were soon
erased later that day when they went swimming in the indoor pool.
Mrs Renford and Karen were adequately dressed complete with swim
suits and bathing caps while Ken was required to go "skinny
dipping". After supper, Mrs Renford even took a hand (literally)
in Karen's experimenting. Karen was curious about erections, and
her mother was willing to demonstrate a few pointers using Ken.
She showed her daughter how to jerk him off. Ken was surprised at
how skillful she was, and wondered how she knew to keep on going
until he felt good although she had given him a hard on some time
ago. He didn't even know how to jerk off himself until she showed
him how to do it. His masturbation techniques were limited to
rubbing his penis against the mattress. He wasn't old enough at
the time to ejaculate, but that didn't stop him from jerking off
every chance he got. Although Karen didn't understand why he did
this act, she enjoyed watching him do it nonetheless.

Mrs Renford provided much more than tutoring for her daughter's
sex education benefit. She had uses for Ken, himself. Each night,
after she put Karen to bed, she would bring Ken into her room.
There, she would make him strip (if he weren't already naked, she
encouraged him to remain nude for the amusement of her daughter).
Ken didn't know what to do when he first felt her tongue in his
mouth, but he soon learned how to reciprocate. This, and her
rubbing his penis with her hand, got him going really fast. Mrs.
Renford would then take off her blouse and instructed him on how
she wanted him to kiss and suck her breasts. Finally, she would
slip off her skirt and panties leaving her clad only in a pair of
sneakers. She taught him how to eat her out, and kept him at it
for as long as she could stand it. Ken's reward came later when
she let him mount her. He had no trouble maintaining the rhythm
she wanted as she wrapped her legs around his body and used the
heels of her sneakers as spurs on his young butt to get him
going.

Ken enjoyed his activities with Mrs. Renford, but his real desire
rested with Karen. She had a real girlish enthusiasm for playing
games. Ken remarked that he found himself wishing he had the
nerve to ask other girls to play these games with him. Girls his
age would laugh at him (or so he thought), and the little girls
he might talk into it could get him in trouble. He spent most of
the last 6 years dreaming about it, or locked in his room peeking
through the blinds at the girls skipping rope or playing other
games.

- Mule




















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