One if by Son, Two if by Mom: Chapters 6-10

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Chapter 6

Just another day at school seemed like the longest day Eric had ever experienced. He couldn't stop thinking about his mother's tits and cunt. Before noon, he had been embarrassed by three hardons during class and was troubled to no end at having to keep seated at his desk to hide them. By noon, all he wanted to do was go to the bathroom and jack off in the john.

Naomi found him first.

"Where ya going, Eric?" The younger student encountered him in the hallway.

"I was just going to the bathroom." Eric then remembered that although the young girl's tits were almost nothing compared to his mother's they were still pretty nice, and her young cunt was much tighter and smoother. Eric could already feel another boner popping up in his shorts.

"Do you want to play the sausage game again?" Even Eric wasn't sure if Naomi really knew what she was asking. Fortunately, nobody else in the hall caught on. "I tried to play it with Jimmy, but he turned all red and ran away. Gosh, I'd sure like to play it again. I kinda tried to do it by myself, but I liked it a lot better with you."

Eric thought he was going to turn red. "Shhhhh!, don't say that here. We're not supposed to talk about it in front of others."

The girl pouted for a second. Then she brightened. "Oh, I guess that's why mommies and daddies play it in their bedroom."

"Oh, you are such a dumb girl."

"Am not."

"Just follow me, okay?" Eric remembered a storage closet in the school where nobody would bother them.

Naomi smiled and her eyes widened for knowing 'a secret'. She stuck next to him like glue.

Once they were inside the dark closet, used to store old textbooks, Eric shut the door and switched the dim light on. Naomi suddenly hugged him with joy! She could feel how horny she was, but didn't have a name for the crazy feeling jazzing her little cunny. She had tried to put her own finger down there, but without knowing what it was she wanted all she really did was make herself hornier.

"Oooo, I could almost pee."

"Yuck. Not here."

"Help me take my dress off." Naomi raised her arms above her head, and the older boy shrugged and grabbing the hem of her dress he pulled it clean over her head. She didn't wear a bra, so he got to see her faint titty nubbins right away. Eric's cock jerked inside his pants. He remembered how tiny they were, but somehow they looked sweeter this time. Maybe it was because he had actually tasted tits since then, his mothers. Eric had a funny feeling that Naomi's tiny buds would be almost as fun to suck on. His cock jerked again.

Naomi didn't notice. She was pulling down her panties like they were hurting her. In a flash she stood totally naked in front of Eric. Her cunt was on fire, and she did a little dance. She tried to grab his hand but Eric had to take his own clothes off first. All he wanted to do was pull down his pants and underwear. If Naomi hadn't been pestering him he would have taken them off almost as fast as she had.

"Please use your finger again. I really want it."

"Okay, okay, but I want to taste your titties."

"My what?" Naomi caught Eric's hand.

"Those." Eric reached out and pushed a finger into each of her tiny nipples.

"Oh, I don't care." Naomi clutched his hand between her thighs.

Eric was perfectly happy to oblige her and he reached up inside her with two fingers, causing her to squeal.

"Eeeeee." Her voice cracked. "That's too much! Don't forget to push." Her brain was receiving conflicting signals.

"Hush!" Eric pushed a little bit, but he stooped and licked one of her pale nipples. It was really tasty, sweeter than his moms, not as full-flavored. He withdrew his two fingers out of her tight li'l cunny and quickly pushed one back in.

"Ooohhh, yes. That's it! That's IT!" She started squealing again.

"Shhhh. Be quiet." Eric had to stop sucking on her tits to say it. He wasn't sure he liked them better than his mom's, but he sure liked them. His cock reminded him that it wasn't getting fair treatment.

"Naomi, play with my prick."

"Your what?" Naomi barely hear him over the rush of joy burning into her head from his plunging finger.

"My sausage. You gotta play with it too." But Eric didn't say how to play with it. He assumed that she would jack it off like before.

Naomi was like any other youngster. She wanted to explore and play new games. Eric had been so intent on sucking her bare titties that she was really pleased at how good it felt when he did, especially with his finger in her cunt. Naomi wanted to suck something too. She looked at Eric's chest but he still had his shirt on.

So she looked down at his rampant peter and wondered if she might suck on it! Wouldn't that be a surprise to dumb ol' Eric.

Eric's first surprise was as she bent down he was pushed off balance and fell on the floor. Naomi didn't quit then, she was too intent on his six inch cock. As long as the older boy's finger plugged her pussy she was willing to play rough. Quickly, she brought her mouth down on Eric's rock hard dick.

Eric froze, but his eyes went wide. He couldn't believe how good it felt. All the girl had done was stuck his prick into her mouth and it started jerking like it was going to explode! She began sucking him, but not up and down. Her whole mouth was filled with the top third of his cock. All she could do was lick it inside her mouth.

The boy almost forgot to keep finger-fucking the younger girl. He was totally blown away by the smooth sensations of her lips and tongue on his pole. Now he knew why his mom liked to have her tits sucked so much, but it couldn't have been any better than what he was feeling.

Just then Ms. Barbara Cottins opened the storeroom and looked inside. She saw the naked boy and girl and turned white!

At the same moment Naomi and little Eric came. Naomi began to howl and Eric grunted like a beast. They hadn't even noticed the high school teacher intrude.

Howls echoed out of the tiny storeroom, and the elderly teacher who tried to lock out two children's sweet music, stood shocked to the core. In all of her thirty years of teaching, Barbara Cottins had never seen such a sight!

Without further detail, Naomi and Eric found themselves marched into a classroom, the teacher's fingers wrapped tightly about their ears.

"Ow, owie!" They yelled. She had made them dress quickly in their outer garments, not even giving them time to put on their underwear. She pushed them ahead of her, as she literally fumed with distress.

"I've never seen such behavior before, and I'm going to make sure this never happens again." Ms. Cottins locked her homeroom from the inside and closed the blinds on the windows.

The two children held each other with fear as the old woman sputtered about the room like a sparkler. They were already crying as she reached inside her desk and withdrew a firm piece of oak wood, shaped into a fat paddle.

"Which one of you is the nastiest? Hmmm? You!"

Eric jumped at her implied accusation.

"It's always the boy. Isn't it? I remember when I was her age. A boy tried to play doctor with me. My daddy found us and paddled my ass really hard. I always wanted the boy to have my punishment."

"It's not fair." Naomi had some fight still in her.

"Or maybe little girls are to blame these days what with all the teenage pregnancies going on. I should bend your sweet naked backside over my lap, first. Huh?"

Naomi responded with a burst of tears. Eric felt suddenly brave, feeling for the defenseless girl.

"It's my fault. I started it." he said, trying to sound not so afraid.

Ms. Cottins turned back on him. "You think it's funny? You're both going to get what's coming to you. Sticking your pee pee in this poor girl's mouth and your hand up her - her, CUNT." Suddenly her voice changed. It squeaked the last word out even though she had shouted it. A spasm shook the old woman's body. But her mouth kept talking.

"Youthful girls and youthful boys, that's all this world cares about. Who ever played doctor with an old CUNT (same squeak) like me? I owe the lot of you a hard spanking, and you're going to get it." She grabbed for Eric who was quite shocked at the teacher's language. He had never heard her say such things before! The grip of her hand didn't land as tightly as the revelation that this old woman possessed a whole other dimension, one that hadn't seen use in ages.

Neither of which stopped him from bursting out in sobs as the woman hauled him over her lap sitting on the edge of her desk.

"Now unzip your pants. You little jack off."

Eric only cried. Then the hard wood smacked into his little butt. He screamed.

"I said take down your pants."

The swat hurt so bad, Eric started fumbling for his trouser buttons before he realized it was going to hurt a lot worse without them.

Ms. Cottins was in a hurry. Her mood tipped her into an anger she hadn't experienced before. It was as if all her sexual frustration had to be let out on these two terribly naughty students. As soon as she heard the first button pop, she tugged the back of his jeans straight down.

"Nasty little boy has a nasty little ass." She struck at him with all her strength. The boy howled. She hit his tiny cheeks again and again, and they immediately turned bright red. She felt his tears soak into her skirt. She kept talking all the while striking his ass with the heavy paddle. Something inside her was trying to get out, and she found herself uttering things no one would have imagined.

"What kind of boy sticks his fingers into a girl's slick pussy? I bet she got all wet and juicy, and then she had to grab your teen prick and suck it with her mouth. I bet you have been even FUCKING!! (Squeak) I bet you two fuck all the time. You fuck her little cunt, and she fucks your nasty COCK with her mouth. Don't you? I bet you've even fucked her ass, or you fucked some other girl in the ass, and she licks your own nasty ass. Well, now you're going to have a bloody red ass to suck on!" Something inside the old woman was getting hotter and hotter, and the more things she said and the harder she spanked the boy, the hotter she got.

Eric didn't know where he was. All he could feel was the pounding pain in his behind. It kept growing worse and worse. It felt like he didn't have any skin, or fat, or muscle left, just bones and tortured nerves.

"Stop it!" Naomi suddenly yelled. "What are you doing to him?"

Ms. Cottins jerked back to reality and stopped, just before she permanently injured the bawling student on her lap. His incandescent backside was like a fire. Heat threatened to burn the piece of wood in her hands.

Even at her worst, she would have never hurt a child this badly.

"Oh child, what have I done?"

Eric bawled freely, anything to end the awful burning in his behind. He said the first thing that came to his mind. "Yes! Yes! I fucked everybody. I did. I did. I won't ever do it again. I won't I promise! OWWW!! I even promise to play doctor with you, anything. I'm so sorry!! Oww - oww - oooowwwwww..."

It was the worst thing he could have said. The sound of swearing possessed the woman once more, and she started yelling back as she raised the paddle again.

"Horrid child, with a horrid mouth. Where did you hear such awful, FUCKING, words? You nasty girl-fucker. I'll teach you to play doctor with me!"

This time her paddle didn't land. Naomi ran up and grabbed her striking arm. The board fell out of the old woman's hand. "NO! DON'T" she was still crying.

Old Barbara Cottins turned her head and shouted. "Give me that back, you nasty girl!"

But Naomi stood her ground. She would do anything to keep poor Eric from such awful pain, even if she brought the same pain down on herself. "No, you horrid witch!" and she kicked the paddle far across the room.

The teacher's jaw fell open at the pure and righteous act of defiance.

Eric continued to cry, unaware of what was happening. He felt himself lifted and then laid over the top of the desk. Ms. Cottins got up and started walking toward Naomi.

"What did you say?" she screeched.

"I called you a horrid witch, and that's what you are!" Naomi shouted.

"Well, what do you know, a girl bitch dares call me a witch. I don't care what you call me. Give me back my paddle."

"No. I won't. And you can't make me." Naomi wasn't standing anywhere near the paddle, kicked to the other side of the room, but the whacked-out teacher kept advancing on her.

"And just how do you think witches start out?" Ms. Cottins eyes burned with a strange new fire as if the real Ms. Cottins had come suddenly to life.

Naomi was taken aback. "Huh?"

"We start out just like every other girl, except for one thing."

"W-what's that?" The little girl was starting to lose her courage, as this strange new person stood above her and began to lecture.

"We never got fucked. That's what. Oh, we start out just as cute and sweet as any little girl who secretly wishes to fuck and suck a nice hard pee pee. But either our parents keep us locked up, or we learn to believe that fucking is a terrible, bad thing. Then it's too late. By the time we grow up, all old and shriveled and we've learned the truth nobody wants to fuck us anymore."

Naomi found herself looking closely at the teacher's face and figure. Sure she was old, but she wasn't a wrinkled hag like all the pictures of witches she had ever seen. Even Ms. Cottin's figure was still okay, by her inexperienced standards. Her breasts looked firm, and she wasn't at all fat.

"All an old woman has is the suffering of never feeling a hard cock pressing into her cunt or a mouth breaking her open like a peach and sucking on her pussy. All she can do is give that suffering to everyone around her."

Chapter 7

The girl started to feel that she was not afraid of the old woman anymore. In fact she felt almost sympathetic. She might have said something nice, except Eric said something first.

"Oh please, make it stop. I'll fuck you. I'll suck you. I don't care. Just make it stop." he still wasn't in his right mind.

"Oh Eric." Naomi went to him and held him. But the contact only made the anguished child cringe.

"Let me handle this. I've got some cold cream in my handbag." Ms. Cottins suddenly offered. Now a third personality blossomed from the aging body of a fourth grade teacher. She hurried to the task and brought forth a jar that she quickly opened and dug several fingers into.

Eric's bright red ass lay open like a gutted salmon. Tenderly, Barbara touched the least harmed corner of skin with cold cream. Eric flinched, but he started to come around as the soothing coolness melted into the rest of his inflamed cheeks.

Naomi said nice things to Eric and promised everything would be all right. Barbara echoed those words.

"That's it sweetie. I'll make it better. I was terrible, and I can never repay you for what I did. Please forgive me. Please?"

Eric's crying lessened, but his breathing gasped, trying to catch all the breath he let loose sobbing.

"I don't know. You hurt him pretty bad." Naomi petted Eric's head.

Eric turned his head and looked pitiful, hoping Naomi would keep holding him. The fire in his behind cooled and stilled. He was as tender as a new kitten, but Ms. Cottin's surprisingly gentle touch began to grow on him. She very lightly massaged his buttocks, and the cold cream felt like warm butter chilling the pain. It wasn't the only thing that grew.

"Hey teacher. I think he forgives you." Naomi giggled once she noticed the new life stirring in Eric's wonderful cock.

"What child?" Barbara looked down. "Oh my!"

Eric blushed at that. His face turned redder than his backside. He couldn't help himself. The soft ministrations on his super tender cheeks were like the most delicate sensation, and his body responded naturally. There was nothing he could do. A new fear grew in his stomach. He just knew he was going to suffer all over again.

Big tears squeezed out of his eyes.

"He's crying again." Naomi pouted. "He thinks you're going to punish him more."

"Oh no." Barbara was still staring at the boy's pee pee. How large would it get? It was already larger than any boy's cock she had ever imagined, and to be truthful, she had imagined quite a lot. Many a night passed while she fucked her fingers into her virgin pussy thinking of hundreds of boys fucking in and out of her pussy, or deep into her mouth, or all the way up her pale white ass.

"No, no. It's okay boy. I'm not going to hurt you. I already hurt you more than anyone deserves, even for playing doctor. Even for this."

Eric snuffled his nose and sighed.

The teacher slowly noticed the room was growing warmer. It was certainly growing warmer inside her layers of clothes. She recognized the feeling. Seeing the beautiful boy's cock standing his full six inches awakened her frustrated desires. Her mouth watered, and deep between her legs she felt herself grow very moist.

"Dear boy, would you like me to help you?"

"Huh?" Eric turned his head around and stared blankly at the changed woman.

"Uh, I mean. Did you really mean it when you said you might play doctor with an evil old woman like myself?" Barbara spoke before realizing what she was saying. Her thoughts were all wrapped up in the firm young cock standing right next to her as she delicately smoothed the last of the cold cream on his glowing ass.

"I did?" Eric was still confused.

"Oh, I guess you didn't really mean it." Ms. Cottin's glimmer of hope fell from her face.

Naomi came to the rescue. "Of course he meant it, teacher. I think he'd like to very much." The thought of Eric playing the sausage game with the now sorry teacher struck her as something strangely exciting. She didn't know what fucking was. She thought playing doctor was just another name for the sausage game. Maybe Eric would play it with all of them. She was getting awful twitchy inside her little cunny. "He's just shy."

"Oh hush child. You don't know anything yet. The boy has to decide for himself."

"Decide what?" Eric was still trying to separate his thoughts from the lingering pain inside him. Only his erection stayed clear in his mind, like it did nakedly in front of young Naomi and the old woman.

Ms. Cottins grew bold. Her new personality realized that this was the opportunity she had always waited for and probably the last one she would ever get, but she also knew that she was just a likely to fail as she always had before. Therefore she called Eric's name as sweetly as she could and said. "Look at me child. Take a good look at me."

The fuzz in Eric's tenderized brain began to clear. He could see the full figure of the strange teacher standing next to him. His hard cock pumped with blood as he looked at her round tits and full thighs. "Ms. Cottins." He gulped. "Ms. Cottins, what am I suppose to look at?"

"Why this old woman, who would do anything you asked to repay you for the awful thing I've done." Now tears started to blur the eyes of that wishful woman. "Ask anything of me. Please."

"Hey, Ms. Cottins, take off your blouse." Naomi shouted. "How can he decide if you don't really show him." Naomi found herself really wanting to see the aging teacher naked. She hadn't even seen her mother naked before, and she was very curious."

"Oh my. Do you think?" Barbara started to lose her nerve. "Suppose he sees how old I am. Wouldn't he say no then?"

"I dunno, but if you don't how will he ever know?"

It sounded logical to Ms. Cottin's currently less-than-sound mind.

To Eric it was like a dream after a nightmare. He could feel how hard his cock had stretched listening to Naomi's sexy words and the teacher's naive responses. If it continued, he wouldn't care what the teacher looked like naked, he had already traded the pain of his beating for the new pain of his desire to stick his cock back into something dark and hot and wet.

Barbara fumbled with her blouse buttons as if she had never undone them before. Her face was red with embarrassment, but her eyes gleamed. She could see that Eric too was possessed. Maybe the poor boy would take pity on her. She fumbled faster, and her breathing increased.

Soon her bra was exposed, and she finished the last button on her front.

Naomi struggled with her own fears, but her inspired need for action carried her. She stepped up to the teacher and began to unfasten her bra. "Now you have to take off your skirt.

"Oh no, not my bra. Do I have to?" Barbara was forgetting who the child was and who the adult was. Naomi stepped into the role perfectly.

"You have to, or Eric won't ever fuck you."

Eric was almost fully recovered. He began to nod, anticipating every creamy square of flesh on the amazing new woman in his life. The first thing he noticed was how pale and white the teacher was, like a china doll. Her face was red with shyness, but her shoulders and belly were perfect ivory.

Then the bra unclasped, and two creamy tits fell out with only a hint of sag. Ms. Cottins was not nearly as old as she thought she was. Her breasts were an exceptional pair of smooth and delicate globes of succulent flesh. Eric's mouth watered.

The anxious, now un-proud, woman pushed her skirt down to reveal frilled bloomers, white and silky. Naomi wasted no time behind the craving teacher. She pulled the waistband over two large, snowy white buns and took the bloomers down around Ms. Cottin's thighs.

Her cunt revealed a thatch of white hair, barely concealing dark lips within.

Barbara stood naked before poor, young Eric. What would he decide?

"Please, Eric. Can you forgive me?" Ms. Cottins asked with all sincerity.

Eric was stunned. Old Ms. Cottins was a dish! Sure, she wasn't as tight or as large breasted as his mother, but he bet against any woman ten years younger, Ms. Cottins would make his dick grow hard fastest of all. His cock was already so hard he couldn't have said no if he had been beat three times worse.

"Ms. Cottins, you're beautiful!"

Barbara's eyes grew wide, and she looked at her own body as if unable to believe what her ears had told her. Then for the first time she saw her figure as it really was, aging, but delicate. Not wrinkled, but supple, and white as in beauty not the color of doom. In that moment she broke down and cried.

Eric found himself able to stand. He went over to the emotional woman and put his arms around her and hugged her. "I'll play doctor with you any time, Ms. Cottins."

"Me too, me too!" Naomi was suddenly afraid of being forgotten.

Eric was only slightly annoyed at the girl's outburst, and to compensate, he opened his mouth and captured the older woman's lightly colored nipple into his mouth.

Barbara gasped at that first intimate touch. She reached around the beautiful naked boy and hugged him dearly. After only a few seconds of his steady sucking on her extraordinarily sensitive nipple she was already starting to cum.

Naomi, still afraid of being left out, reached for one of Eric's hands and placed it between her legs. She kissed the side of his face awkwardly. Eric didn't really mind. He gladly felt up into the girl's cunny as long as she let him play with the very mature Ms. Cottins. His cock wanted more and more attention as he sucked on that creamy, delicate tit. He imagined sucking all sorts of rich creams and chocolates from the long waiting nipple. He would have been in heaven if only his urgent prick could be accommodated, but he was too shy to ask for anything from the incredible teacher.

Pre-orgasmic spasms trembled within her. Barbara held on to the boy for dear life. She wanted to reach inside her legs and touch her never fucked cunt, but for the first time she felt an ardent cock press into her thigh and she silently swore she wouldn't let her last opportunity to lose her virginity pass her by. The fact it was a teenage student who thought she was beautiful made her all the more determined.

Slowly, she began to sink to her knees, carefully holding Eric to her needful tit. Eric was worried at first that she was trying to escape his mouth, but her firm hand on his head reassured him. He too sank with her, sucking precious tit and fondling sweet cunt all the way down.

As the woman's ass touched the cold linoleum floor, she began to lie down on her back, carrying Eric's slight weight on her chest. She was already creaming with passion as he greedily sucked her long untended breasts. Naomi moved where Eric's hand could keep touching her in that perfect way.

Now there was only one obstacle left. Barbara reached down to the child suckling on top of her and she found his powerful dick. As she grasp it Eric moaned most gratefully, but he had no idea what was about to happen. Slowly, she maneuvered his rampant cock into the white nest of her pussy, and with legs wide open she pressed its head into her waiting cunt.

"Fuck me. Please, Eric I need you desperately to fuck me."

For the first time in his life, Eric suddenly knew everything, and he understood the lingering puzzle of the sausage and his mother's cunt, and Naomi's cunt, and now Ms. Cottins white cunt, and his extremely hard cock. Forgetting all the pain in his ass, he slammed his prick into the woman with all his might. He even forgot he was finger fucking Naomi.

His cock tore right through Ms. Cottins' thin, never-used cherry, and he proceeded to fuck his prick in and out of the wet, hot, hole like nothing would ever stop him.

Barbara gasped, and Naomi cried. His cock was the most incredible sensation she had ever known, and Eric was plowing into her like a demon. Naomi was desperately aware of the fingers missing from her cunt. She felt good for Ms. Cottins, but she was also terribly envious. She looked at what they were doing and suddenly she wished Eric was doing that to her.

"Oh Eric, you're fucking me. You're FUCKING ME!!!" Barbara yelled.

"This is incredible! I love fucking you Ms. Cottins!" Eric continued to pound his flesh within the exposed school mistress. His rigid cock plumbed deep, seeking hidden crevices unknown by any man. He would be the first to play fiddle in her moist, untouched realm. Barbara urged his actions, harder and harder. Her cunt was rippling with heretofore unknown pleasures. She blathered on about fucking and sucking.

Naomi was still feeling discarded during the main event, but when Ms. Cottins cried out, "My mouth, if only my mouth had something to suck I would be the happiest woman! You fuck so well, little boy. I am full of your plunging meat, and my cunt thanks you." Naomi wondered if the woman might suck her cunt. It was the only option she saw for release from her desperate desire to climax. Naomi stepped quickly, lest the old woman changed her mind.

Barbara smelled something wet and sweet hovering in front of her nose. She had tightened her eyes shut to experience every possible sensation jerking inside her stuffed pussy. But the new odor aroused her senses further and opening her eyes, she found a lovely cunt descending unto her face. She looked upward and locked into the girl's desperate eyes. How could she not lend her assistance? That she was a woman and a teacher, sworn to bring no harm to her young charges, delayed her not at all. She devoured the dangling pussy in a breath and her tongue sought entry into the delicious cunt offered her.

"Oh please suck me, Ms. Cottins. I need help so bad!" Naomi was almost to tears. Her cunt ached for pleasure. Barbara's mouth took her by surprise - the older female sucked her in so suddenly. "Ohhhh!" Naomi moaned. She fondled the tiny nubbins of her own candy breasts.

Eric barely noticed Naomi squatting in front of him. He still sucked greedily on the tit of the old woman. He thrilled at being so masterful over these two women. He wanted to fuck and suck and fondle them both forever. His cock swelled harder and harder as his balls began to churn with fresh cum.

Barbara's tongue slid upward, skewering delicate cunt folds and knocking against a wanting clit. Naomi squealed delightfully. Ms. Cottins took great care not to suck too hard but give the child full enjoyment with her mouth. She could barely keep track of three things thrilling her at once, mouth, tit, and cunt. Everything was thoroughly consumed with pleasure. Her brain nearly overloaded. Her body was charged with high voltage, and she knew her biggest come was just about to erupt.

Naomi didn't stop squealing. Her cunt had never felt this good. She knew that it wouldn't be long before her body shook and quivered, and the awesome goodness of cumming would consume her.

Swollen to their limit, Eric's balls could no longer contain the quarts of cum seeming to fill them. His cock tried valiantly to continue its rampage within the soft confines of the pale white cunt, but a fire hose of cum blasted forth as Eric went rigid and yelled. "AARRRRGGGHHHHHH!!"

Ms. Cottins felt the boiling torrent gush within her innermost folds and she cried out as waves of cumming shook her marrow and every nerve in her body and brain. "AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!"

Naomi held out only a couple seconds after the teacher blew her breath and yelled into her rippling little cunt. "YYYYYYYIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"

Cum continued to gush into Ms. Cottins. Eric dug his hands into her back and he smashed his face against her tits. He was lifted by her body arching and bucking to the best orgasm the teacher had ever experienced, and little Naomi rode the woman's bleating face with similar waves of joy slamming into her mind.

The three bodies collapsed together on the linoleum floor, hugging and kissing each other everywhere they could think of. Eric even fucked Naomi before they had to return to the dull constraints of public education.

Chapter 8

Helen was surprised to find Eric less interested in sleeping with her. Although she had decided to control their sexual explorations, her resolve weakened as opportunities failed to present themselves. He began staying late after school, and when he finally got home her son would act too tired to respond to her subtle suggestions that she was interested in continuing the games they played one morning not so long ago in her big bed.

Helen was too shy to try to entice her son more openly. She offered herself to him by wearing thin shirt tops without a bra, or smiling suggestively during dinner. He only talked about everyday things. She knew she could never bring herself to really seduce her son. She began to worry that she had frightened the boy, but she was more afraid of bringing up the subject.

The most affection her son showed her was returning her intimate hugs, sometimes pressing the side of his face against her trembling tits. He would kiss her cheeks, in response to her more passionate kisses. Eric went to bed early and left for school as soon as possible each morning.

Helen had taken to masturbating with her dildo every night trying to expend her building sexual frustration. She cried out her son's name over and over and then cried herself to sleep. She felt helpless in her own home, unable to confront her fervent wishes and embarrassing fears.

The phone rang one afternoon as Helen stared dejectedly at the flickering television. Her usual tidy habits had fallen into occasional fits and spurts to keep order in her home. Truthfully, neither she nor her son caused much disorder as he was never home long and she sat and moped.

To her surprise, it was Jimmy.

"Uh, hello Mrs. Drost. Is Eric there?"

"Why Jimmy, it so nice to hear from you. No, Eric is still out. He hasn't been home very much lately. Hasn't he been with you?"

"No, and I thought we were best buddies too. Darn him. I wanted to go out and play."

"Well of course you do," Helen was even more surprised that Jimmy didn't know where Eric was. She knew how much her son disliked school. She couldn't imagine him staying late willingly. She briefly wondered if something had happened at school to her boy. "Who else does Eric play with?"

"I don't know. I never seen him with anyone else. I saw him talking to Naomi the other day, but she's just a stupid girl."

Now Helen began to really worry. She knew that her son was just beginning to discover girls in a new and adult way, but she never considered that she might already have a rival. However if she were just another teenager, then she couldn't very well feel jealous. Eric had every right to play with other kids his age. Even, she sniffed, if he played intimate games with them.

"Well, someday you'll want to play with girls too."

"No way. Girls are nothing but trouble. My mom says so."

"I'm sure she's very concerned for you, but girls have lots to offer boys." Helen found herself puzzled at her own words. Why did she say that?

"I dunno, maybe. I like you b-better than any girl." he stammered quickly.

"Well, you certainly know what to say to turn a girl's head." Helen cooed delightedly. She was suddenly thrilled that little Jimmy would think so.

"G-gosh, I wish I could play wi..." Jimmy voice tapered off.

Helen blushed. "Jimmy?" she asked cautiously.

"Huh?"

"What were you going to say?"

"I-I just w-wondered, maybe if you weren't busy..." she heard him gulp on the other end.

"Do you want to play with me?" Helen asked very quietly.

"Uh, h-huh."

"That's okay Jimmy. We could play if you really want to." She felt her stomach lurch. Helen could help but remember how she had come watching the boy play with himself as she stood before him naked, and how he had told her she was lots prettier than his mother. Would he still find her desirable after she had so blatantly exposed herself to him? Helen had to find out the answer. If Eric had lost interest, maybe her only other route of sexual satisfaction was through his best friend. "You have to come over right away, before Eric returns from school."

"Gosh, really? I'll be right over."

It didn't take Jimmy more than ten minutes from hanging up the phone to ring her doorbell. Helen fretted and worried the whole time. What had she done? Didn't she realize what kind of trouble she could get into? Maybe she should tell him that she really was too busy to play, she considered.

Helen answered the door and gave Jimmy a big hug as soon as he walked in.

"Oh, I'm so glad you could come over. Now what would you like to play?" Helen threw her cares to the wind. She stood anxiously, trying to smile as friendly as possible.

Jimmy's mouth didn't move for a second. He was staring at the older woman dressed in a loose, thin t-shirt, and short comfortable pants. He could tell she wasn't wearing any bra. His tongue slipped out of his mouth involuntarily and moistened his lips. "I-I..." He stuttered in awe of the beautiful figure waiting for him to make the first move, but still he wasn't sure.

"Yes honey?"

"I-I wish we c-could play, uh you know, on your couch, like..."

Helen almost fainted. She could barely whisper her response. "Oh, you mean like last time?"

Jimmy blushed. The sight of her firm, trembling titties were too much for him. He blurted out. "I think you're so beautiful, Mrs. Drost!"

Helen hugged the boy again. This time she made sure his head pressed firmly between her tits. She then realized how much she needed to be with this darling youth. She stroked his short hair softly. "Oh, I'm so glad."

Together they walked over to the couch. Jimmy took full whiffs of air, smelling the woman's warm, soft tits. They smelled like heaven. The two inseparable figures bent to sit down as they hugged each other and fondled all the parts they could reach.

Helen felt the boy's hands timidly trying to approach her tits as she reached down and fondled his ass through his play clothes. She turned her body so her tits contacted his hands and she was happily rewarded when he dropped his pretense and grasp one of them boldly.

"Oh Jimmy you are such a man."

"I think you're really neat." Jimmy petted her tit with one hand and held on to her body with the other.

Helen ran her hands down his back and she kissed him on his cheek and neck, nibbling. "Your hand feels so good on my tits. Would you like me to take off my top? You can even kiss them and suck on them if you want."

"Yeah, take off your shirt, Mrs. Drost."

"Okay." She straightened upright and grabbed the bottom of her shirt. She tugged the piece off with a single movement. Her supple titties bounced heavily.

Jimmy stared frozen at the sight of her amazing breasts. His mouth hung open for a second, but then he reached out a hand to touch her bare skin, brushing against the side of her tit. He stroked one hand across her breast as his other hand lightly grasped the other nipple.

"Owe, thank you Jimmy. I need your hands." Helen leaned into his touch and she kissed him again.

"Wow, I'm playing with your titties, Ms. Drost."

"Yes, and so nicely too." Helen reached between her legs and pushed her fingers against her crotch band. She was already moist from horniness. She cooed. "What do you have that I can play with, hmmmm?"

"Gosh, Ms. Drost, I dunno."

"What do you like to play with when you're by yourself?"

Jimmy blushed deep red. He pulled his hands back from her supple tits and pressed them into his lap.

"Aw, Jimmy, that's okay. Can I see it?" Helen placed one hand on his hands.

Jimmy nodded, still red.

The older woman then peeled one of Jimmy's hands off his lap. The boy slid his other hand away. She unbuttoned his small jeans and zipped down the short zipper. The bulge of his cock burst out from within his white underpants. She had to stand him up to pull his pants down to his ankles. The still embarrassed boy stood frozen, his hard cock was a white, cotton bulge.

On her knees, Helen looked up at the boy's red face. It had a smile on it.

"There, is this okay?" She reached for the stretch band around his waist.

Jimmy nodded.

"Oh, thank you Jimmy. I want to play with you so much!" Helen peeled the boy's underwear down and his wonderful boy prick bounced out. Without thinking, Helen kissed the delightful boner and rubbed her face against it.

A spasm shot through both of them. She felt the boy's hands grab her hair.

"Mrs. Drost, that feels so nice!"

Helen found herself in a slightly awkward situation. She had kissed the child's up-thrust penis in a moment of revelation. Now the boy was pressing her head into his sweet smelling crotch. She hadn't realized how much she had stimulated him! His cock rubbed into her face and on her cheek. It even poked into her ear once. Without knowing it, the boy was lightly thrusting his hips into her face, a natural reaction.

"Jimmy. Don't you want to play with my tits?" She tried to get up, but the boy's hands in her hair resisted.

"Un-uh." He moaned, and pulled her hair.

"OOWW!" Helen cried out from the sharp pain. That is when the boy's hard prick popped into her mouth. She tried to dislodge it by turning her head, but then she heard the boy say.

"Wow, Ms. Drost, that's incredible!! I never felt anything like that before." He started thrusting harder, and his hands clenched her hair. It really started to hurt.

Helen didn't know what to do. Jimmy was for all purposes fucking her mouth, although she wasn't sucking on it. She had sucked her husband's penis long ago, but she had never imagined having Jimmy's big cock in her mouth!

Her husband had tasted strong and salty, but she soon discovered that the boy's clean, hairless cock tasted sweet. She found she really liked the savory taste, but she didn't like the fact that the boy was keeping her in a submissive position. She might have even sucked on the boy's prick willingly if he hadn't thrust it into her mouth and kept pounding away against her tongue while he pulled on her hair.

She tried to tell him, but his cock got in the way of speaking.

"Boy oh boy, you're fantastic!" Jimmy kept fucking her mouth. He could feel his balls swell up and fill with cum.

Helen knew the boy was excited. He probably didn't really mean to force her to kneel while he pumped his hard cock into her face, but he was caught up in the sudden whirl of feeling of having his prick inside something warm and wet for the first time. Helen didn't know what to do. If she let Jimmy continue, he might squirt his cum into her mouth. He might gag her with his young cock juice.

She turned her head from side to side, but that just excited him more.

"Yeah, Mrs. Drost, yeah!" Jimmy was starting to feel like he could cum at any moment.

Helen despaired. All she had wanted to do was show her body to Jimmy and let him play with his sweet tasting dick while she masturbated in front of him, and let him suck her titties. Now she was forced to kneel in front of the boy while he fucked her soft, hot mouth. Her tits bounced to his rhythm.

The fire in her loins suffered equally. Jimmy was getting hotter and hotter as he plugged away into the woman, but Helen thought she was going to cry.

Jimmy started to yell. "Ooohhh, oooooohhhh, Ms. Drost, Ms. Drost. I think, I think... I'm going to... OOAAAAAHHHHHHGGGG!!!!!"

Boiling cum shot out of his dick and slammed into Helen's mouth. She gagged, and to save herself, she started swallowing the thick, hot goo as fast as he blasted it into her abused throat.

He hugged her head with all his little boy might as his pulsing dick poured gob after gob into the woman's face.

Helen gagged and coughed. Tears welled into her eyes, and she tried to pull away, but her hair screamed at the attempt.

"Mrs. Drost, you're wonderful!" Little Jimmy didn't even realized what he had done, except he had the best cum in his entire life. Only after the last drop of spume squeezed out of his prick did Jimmy finally release the woman's hair.

Helen coughed and coughed, freeing her mouth from the boy's still rampant cock. She swallowed the last of Jimmy's cum and breathed with heavy gasps.

"Mr. Drost, Ms. Drost, What's the matter?" Suddenly Jimmy noticed her distress. Before, everything had been just a fog in his brain. "Oh my gosh, what did I do?"

Helen couldn't answer the boy at first. She still struggled to cough the boy's otherwise sweet tasting cum out of her airway.

Now Jimmy was in tears. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't know. Oh, please Mrs. Drost. I didn't mean to hurt you!"

"COUGH! Oh, ACK, Jimmy, cough - cough, I know. You were just too excited." Helen tried to put on a brave face. She knew she had let things get out of hand. Maybe it was for the best if she didn't play with Jimmy.

Jimmy sat down on the floor next to her and hugged her.

She smiled at that. Her breath finally returned. Helen even secretly delighted in the sweet warm flavor that remained in her mouth. She hugged Jimmy back.

Helen wasn't the only member of her family that was feeling down. Little Eric Drost had been hurt twice in one day. Right after school, he had raced down the halls to Ms. Cottin's room. Almost every day since he had fucked the graying-haired woman, they had locked the door and played lots of games together.

When Ms. Cottins had been busy, like today, he could always find Naomi somewhere between school and her house, and they sucked and fucked until both of them came, and then they would do it all over again! In fact Eric had been fucking so much lately he had forgotten all about how his mother had let him suck her breasts and how she would let him jack on his dick and squirt cum all over her. He never imagined that maybe she would like to play even better games.

But today, Eric couldn't even find Naomi. When he went to her house and knocked on the door, nobody answered. He had thought about just jacking off in the bushes nearby, but it just wasn't the same as being surrounded by a soft, juicy, hot cunt or sucking mouth.

Discontent, he wandered back home. When he opened the door and walked into the living room, what he saw there stunned him.

Chapter 9

As Eric opened the door, he heard something strange that sorta sounded like Jimmy. Both Jimmy and his mother were just finishing up their misaligned act when Eric came in, and neither noticed the door open and close. Helen's son crept slowly into the living room and peeked around the corner just as his mother was returning Jimmy's sorrowful hug. There, the two of them lay against the couch mostly naked.

Eric penis jumped in his pants at the sight, but at the same time he was immediately jealous. What were they doing? That was HIS mom lying next to Jimmy whose pants were down around his ankles and whose dick was hard (still hard after a terrific cum!). He could see it glisten with drying cum, just like his did after he fucked Ms. Cottins in her white haired cunt. His mother was naked only on the top. Then it struck him. His mommy's face was also smeared with glistening cum. She had been sucking Jimmy's dick!

"Mom, how could you!" Eric yelled.

Helen jumped at the sound. Her heart flew into her throat. It was Eric! She and Jimmy were lying naked, in plain sight of her son.

Jimmy's eyes went wide. He had heard Eric yell before. He knew that he was in terrible trouble, but he tried to hide behind Ms. Drost.

"Eric, let me explain."

"What are you two doing?"

"It just happened. I didn't mean for you to see."

"Jimmy, get out of my house. I never want to see you again."

"That's not fair, Eric. Now hush up and listen." Helen found her voice. After the initial shock, she was still Eric's mother.

Eric quieted down.

"Now, I know this looks bad, but it's not Jimmy's fault. It's my fault. He wanted to play, and things got out of hand."

"I was looking for you. Where have you been? Playing with that girl? Well I just wanted to play too." Jimmy sniffled.

"See, Eric, I've missed you too. Th-that's why it got out of hand. I wanted you, but you've been so distant lately."

Eric was taken aback. He never dreamed that his mother would want to play with him too, but he still had difficulty forgiving Jimmy. He stared at his friend, miffed that his mom had never sucked his cock. The thought of it made his dick harder.

Helen knew Jimmy was embarrassed. He was trying to hide his now soft penis.

"Maybe you'd better put your pants back on dear. Eric and I have to have a little talk. Don't worry about him. Tomorrow you'll both be right as rain. I promise."

"Okay, Mrs. Drost." Jimmy grabbed his pants and shirt donning them swiftly.

"Now Eric. Don't feel bad." Helen reached for her top and struggled to cover herself. "I love you just as much as ever. I was lonely, and so was Jimmy, and there's nothing wrong with what we did." She tucked her tank top securely back over her tits.

"But you never..." Eric couldn't complete his sentence.

"I'm going now, Mrs. Drost. I'm so sorry." Jimmy got up. He shied around Eric as he headed out the door. "Eric, please don't hate me."

Eric scowled, but he nodded. After all, he had forgotten all about Jimmy in his rush to play with old, Ms. Cottins.

Helen opened her arms to her son.

Jimmy shut the door behind him.

Eric frowned, but he walked over to his mother and curled up with her.

They hugged for a very long time.

"Mommy, did you really suck Jimmy's penis?"

Helen self-consciously wiped her mouth. "Well, not so much like that. He was grabbing my hair, and I don't think he realized what he was doing. I didn't really suck him. I just couldn't get it out of my mouth. It's so big!"

"Oh." Eric looked down.

His mom noticed her son's natural concern. She too looked at his crotch. His cock was still hard and ready for action.

"But it isn't quite as big as yours. Goodness, you have a really big one." She couldn't stop herself from patting it.

"Are you sure, mommy?" Eric smiled up at his mom.

"Well, I'm pretty sure. Do you think I should check yours again?"

Eric blushed. He thought maybe his mom would play with him. Maybe she would even suck him! He nodded.

Helen reached for his pants and unsnapped them. Then without a pause, she reached inside his underwear and grabbed the huge length of his prick. Eric took a quick breath at her touch. She felt around for a little bit before she said, "Well it feels bigger, but maybe I need to see it to be sure.

At her indication, Eric's smile widened, and he stood up while pulling down his pants and underwear. His engorged shaft popped out in full glory.

Helen gasped in amazement. It really was bigger. Her own son's cock was bigger than anyone else, she thought proudly. So did Eric. What he didn't know was his mother's cunt was longing for a big cock. It creamed and trembled at the sight of the boy's oversized erection.

Helen's hand reached out and held her son's prick. It too looked as tasty as little Jimmy's.

Eric gulped, he was so horny now he couldn't help asking. "Mommy, I promise I wouldn't pull your hair if..." He lost his courage.

"I know that, honey. You are a good boy." Helen needed no asking. She fell to the boy's cock and sucked it into her mouth with an eagerness that surprised her. It tasted even better than Jimmy's.

"Oh wow, you're sucking me off, mommy!" Eric was careful to just pat his mother's head.

Helen thought she must be going mad. But inside, she knew she had wanted to give her son as much pleasure as she wanted him to give her. She was so desperately in need of a hard cock. She didn't care where it was put.

She lollipped the hard rod of her son's flesh inside her mouth as she slid it down her now-willing throat. Her face bobbed back and forth giving his length of flesh the maximum amount of friction she could give without biting.

Eric moaned with pleasure. His mom sucking his cock felt better than anyone else. Even Ms. Cottin's eager but inexperienced, soft mouth couldn't match his mother's deep throating. He was feeling so good, and he wanted to share the wonderful feelings inside his cock with his mom. He groped expertly for her tits. He knew she liked it when he rubbed her tits. He only wished he could suck on them in return. Unfortunately, his mom had put her top back on, and all he could do was squeeze her nipples lightly through the cotton material.

Helen felt her son touch her breasts and she exhaled through her nose in gleeful response. Helen gobbled his prong and released it as lovingly as she knew how as her nipples hardened beneath his rolling fingers. Her mouth gorged repeatedly on her son's cock, slipping it between her puffed lips and sucking it ever so seriously. Helen's cunt was smoldering. She wanted desperately to push her hand inside her skirt and touch the puffy flesh quivering between her thighs, but as Eric tried to fondle her tits, she first wanted to help him take off her shirt. With one hand she pulled the bottom up to where Eric's hands were roughly pulling on her soft mounds, never missing a stroke tasting his sweet young cock.

Her son caught on immediately. He used both hands to tug her top up and over her large globes as they bounced to her rhythm as she laved his rock hard prick. He almost didn't make it. The feelings inside his cock wracked his brain with electric signals of joy.

For just one beat, Helen backed off of her son's cock and pulled the top completely over her head just in time to swallow the large prick once more and continue plunging it in and out of her mouth.

Eric gasp at the sudden coolness on his prick just before his mom slammed her mouth lovingly back over it. He reached for her naked tits and squeezed them with joy.

His mother's main thought was to give the best cum her son had ever had and then to meet her own needs. She slipped one hand into her skirt and felt the wetness flowing there.

Helen's son didn't miss her motion, even in the state of ecstasy he was experiencing. He knew what she was doing, and he longed to give her everything she desired. Without a second thought he pushed his own hand next to hers and began to fondle her pubic mound.

Helen was amazed! Her son acted as if he wanted to finger fuck her, and hoping just for that, Helen removed her own hand and concentrated on sucking her son's rigid dick. Sure enough his hand pressed further until his fingers actually slipped inside her cunt and electrified her clitoris.

"MMmmmmm, oommmmmm." Helen moaned in response.

Eric felt a surge of power. He was simultaneously giving his cock to his mother's sucking mouth and finger fucking her hot, wet cunt!

But Helen wanted more. She knew her son was being hindered by her skirt and panties. She reached down and pushed her clothes away from the spot where his fingers roamed so magnificently.

Suddenly Eric could press all of his fingers into his mom's cunt and he fucked them vigorously in and out. She responded by sucking him even faster.

It still wasn't enough for Eric, and all at once he pulled his cock clean out of his mother's churning mouth.

"Honey, what's the matter?" Helen could barely speak. The boy's hand continued to plunge inside her legs.

Then with a strength that betrayed his age, he turned his mother over onto her back and stepped across her quivering, naked body.

"Oh, my goodness!" was all Helen could say as he bent down and quickly slipped his rampant cock into her dripping pussy.

Eric fucked her with abandon, and he grabbed her tits once more and he sucked on them. He was in heaven. His balls were tight with cum, and his head reeled from the sensations of plunging his hard cock into his mommy's hot cunt.

"Dear God, I'm cumming!" Helen cried out, but for her it was just the beginning.

Eric rode her as if he had been riding horses for years. In the past few weeks he had learned much about fucking cunts, old and young, and with the most sincere love a boy has for his mother, he fucked her cunt as well as he knew how.

Helen continued to climax. Waves of delight skewered her thoughts and blasted her nerves. She couldn't help but shiver and quake, beneath the small frame of her loving son.

Soon Eric had reached his limit, although he tried mightily to hold back the gallons of cum that filled his balls. Her wet cunt was too much as she rocked all over. He dug his dick into her hard and deep, and it exploded. Cum shot out, filling her cunt.

Helen felt the blast of hot cum rush inside her and the sensation blew her mind. She screamed from orgasmic ecstasy.

"AAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!"

Eric grunted pouring shot after shot of hot white cream inside his mother's pussy. His mother's yells were music to his ears.

Spent at last, he fell upon her naked breasts and hugged her whole body.

Helen gasped and gasped. She came so hard she stopped breathing. The world spun around her, and her arms instinctual grabbed hold of her son as he dropped from his own massive cum.

They lay together in the warm, dark house for hours.

From that day forward, Eric fucked his mother ever chance he got, and Helen was rarely in the mood to deny him. Her only concern was that Eric might rely too much on his mother for love and affection. It pleased her then when Eric still went out to play with his friends. He and Jimmy soon returned to their regular games, but Jimmy always acted so shy when he came in the house to play. Helen hoped that the boy would keep their secret. She still thought of him very kindly. He had been the one who opened her passions, even if she only shared them with her son. She always greeted him with a big smile and gave him all the cookies and milk that he wanted.

The problem was that Jimmy wanted more, but he was just too shy to ever bring up the terribly embarrassing event when Mrs. Drost's son had caught them naked together. Eric seemed to have forgotten the whole thing, and now wanted to play games as often as they ever did, but poor Jimmy didn't know what to do. Now that he had felt his prick punching into a hot mouth, his own jerking off didn't satisfy him the way it use to.

Secretly, Jimmy hoped that Eric would stay late at school like he had used to so he might catch Ms. Drost alone at home again, but every day Eric would race home as quickly as possible. Jimmy didn't realize that Eric would fuck his mother like crazy when he got home.

Day after day, Jimmy fell more and more depressed about ever having his cock in such a wonderful place again. He would masturbate and pretend to be fucking Eric's mom, but it just wasn't the same.

Then one day, he began to notice that old hag, Ms. Cottins, would come by Eric's school room every day and ask Eric's teacher if he might still be present, but she missed him every time. Jimmy witnessed this several times because he had the same class Eric had. Jimmy began to form a plan.

"Hey Eric, wait up just a second." Jimmy had raced after Eric one bright, sunny day right after school.

"What is it?" Eric acted as if every second lost was a year of his life.

"Teacher said she wanted to see you after class, but you ran out too quickly to hear her."

"Oh man, I'll see her tomorrow. Can't teacher wait until then?"

"I dunno. You might get into big trouble if you don't see her right away. Maybe she will keep you after class for a whole week if you leave now."

"Drat! I guess I'd better." Eric's disappointment covered his whole face. He drooped visibly as he turned around and trudged back to school.

Jimmy suppressed a smile. If he were lucky he might have plenty of time to play alone with Eric's mother. As soon as Eric was out of sight Jimmy raced to Eric's house.

Chapter 10

Just as Jimmy had planned, Eric soon encountered Ms. Cottins.

"Eric, my dear boy what ever happened to you? You haven't seen your dear old granny in weeks. I missed you terribly."

"Oh my gosh, Ms. Cottins. I-I don't know." Eric had totally forgotten the old woman and Naomi ever since the day he first fucked his mother. He loved fucking her so much no one else occurred to him. "I - I had to work at home."

"I should punish you for being so tardy." Ms. Cottins' eyes lit up at the thought of spanking the dear child once more. "Why don't we go into my classroom and discuss it. If you're very nice to me, maybe I'll spare the rod a little."

Eric felt trapped, but for some reason his cock seemed more than willing. When Ms. Cottins smiled like that, he suddenly remembered when the teacher had spanked him beyond pain. His mother had never done anything like that. Eric's prick swelled up as he imagined the old woman once again spanking his ass with a hard piece of wood. He didn't really think that she would ever hurt him again. She was so very nice, but if she spanked him just a little bit, he thought that might be really fun!

"Golly, Ms. Cottins. I guess I've been pretty bad."

Barbara was hotter than blazes. For weeks now, she had desperately tried to quell the need for the boy's stiff dick, but it was no use. She even tried to seduce another boy at the school, but before she had said anything overt, the boy had broken down and cried. She knew that Eric had been special. Now only he could satisfy the fire in her body. And now she had caught him, and she wasn't going to let him get away again, easily.

Jimmy's thoughts grew darker and darker as he raced to Eric's house. If he were lucky Eric might be gone all afternoon. His hard cock started thinking for him. Maybe Mrs. Drost would even show him her tits again. If she did then he would pull out his cock and jack off until he came all over her. Then maybe she would lick the cum right off his dick, and then maybe he would stuff it inside her mouth again! Jimmy drooled as he reached the quite home. He rang the doorbell.

"Hello? Why Jimmy, what a surprise! Where's Eric?"

"I guess he had to stay at school today. I just came by to tell you."

Helen suppressed her disappointment. She had been so ready to fuck Eric when he got home she wasn't wearing a bra or a pair of panties. She simply wore a tight tank top and a loose skirt. Jimmy's sudden appearance startled her.

"Why thank you, honey. Do you know how long he will be gone?"

"No. Maybe it won't be long. Maybe I could wait for him here?" Jimmy hoped Eric would be gone for a very long time.

"I'm not sure. Maybe I should just have Eric call you when he gets home." Helen had a sudden funny feeling about Jimmy. He wasn't usually this forward.

"Aw gee. I don't want to go home. I'd much rather be here. My place is boring."

"Well, I am busy right now." Helen made up an excuse.

"That's okay, I just want to play with some of Eric's toys. Wouldn't that be okay?"

Helen bit her lip. Jimmy was suddenly beginning to worry her, but she secretly she also worried what might happen if she upset the boy. He knew a terrible secret about her, and if he should ever tell, her life would be ruined.

"Well, maybe for just a little bit, okay? If Eric doesn't get home soon. You'll have to leave."

"Uh, okay. I promise I'll be real good and I won't break anything."

"You always were a good boy Jimmy." Helen opened the door to admit him.

Inside, Jimmy felt a little dizzy. His bravado was just about used up. Now he was actually in the house, alone with Ms. Drost. He swallowed and asked, "Could I have a drink of water?"

"Oh, yes, sure Jimmy. I'll go fetch one." Helen was grateful to leave the boy in the living room. She was going to take her time filling the glass, but little Jimmy followed her right into the kitchen.

"Can I help?" He asked innocently.

"That's okay dear, go on back into the living room, and I'll be right out."

"I'd much rather stay with you. You're so pretty."

Helen was of course flattered. She had always liked it when Jimmy told her so. Even so, she said, "I thought you were going to play with Eric's toys."

"Um, I will, but I haven't seen you in a long time. I-I missed y-you." Jimmy couldn't bear it any more. He reached out and hugged Ms. Drost's waist. He wanted to hold on to her forever.

Helen was shocked! The poor boy, she blamed herself. If she hadn't ever let him pull down his pants this wouldn't be happening. Her heart reached out to the desperate child. She petted his hair and whispered softly. "There, there. It'll be all right."

"Gosh Mrs. Drost, I never meant to hurt you, or Eric."

"No, no. It's my fault, poor Jimmy. I am the one to blame."

"But I hurt you. I know I did. You didn't say anything, but now I'll never see you again."

"It's all right. You didn't hurt me. We just should never have gotten so close. Now that it's over, you're the one who's hurting."

"Uh hmmm." He buried his teared face into her tummy. He remembered how good her tits had smelled. He could smell them right now.

Helen didn't say anything more, but she held the child like he was precious to her.

Jimmy suddenly noticed that Mrs. Drost's nipples were standing fully erect, jutting right out of her tight tank top. He couldn't help but stare up at them. The sight of their joyous strength inspired him. Without a further thought he simply said. "Take off your shirt, Mrs. Drost." His voice was steady and deep. It was his first test of giving a woman a command.

The words struck Helen where she never suspected. They hypnotized her at a blow. Suddenly, her world was reversed, and the innocent child was now her master. Consciously, she simply blinked at the request. "Excuse me?"

"Take off your shirt, Ms. Drost." Jimmy repeated simply. He kept staring at her tits.

It was obvious to Helen what had attracted the boy. Now she realized she was going to pay dearly for having never put on a bra that day.

"Jimmy wouldn't you like to have a glass of water instead?"

"Unh uh." He looked briefly into her eyes. His smoldered with desire.

Without another word, Helen found herself reaching for the base of her shirt. Jimmy stepped back as she grasped the soft material and lifted it.

"Higher, Ms. Drost, higher. Take the whole thing off."

Helen bit her lip as she raised the shirt over her pillowy tits. They felt the cool air and her nipples hardened even more.

Jimmy felt his jaw go slack. She was actually doing it! Ms. Drost was taking off her shirt because it was what he had told her to do. His cock leapt inside his pants. Her tits were like great globes of delicious skin and Jell-o. Jimmy knew, because he had tasted them. He reached out.

Helen's shirt still covered her face when she felt the boy's warm, trembling hands catch and hold onto her bountiful knockers. He squeezed them delighted, and Helen flinched. She finished peeling her top over her head, but her heart sank to the floor. Jimmy was in total charge of her. She knew not what he might do, or worse, what she might do at his command.

For the moment, Jimmy was still waxing his joy at being once again able to fondle Ms. Drost's beautiful titties. He rolled her dark nipples in his fingers. His mind was totally focused.

Helen covered her mouth with her hand. She was inexplicably drawn to the child's words. A wave of nausea ran through her, and to her horror she began to listen to her body's reaction to the boy's delighted caress of her adult breasts.

"Oh, Jimmy your hands feel good. Don't stop."

"I like your titties, Ms. Drost. I wish I could play with them all the time."

"I-Is that all you w-want to do?" Helen asked nervously. She didn't know why she asked. Her own son kept her well at hand. He sucked her tits, and fucked her in the nicest way. Jimmy was just another child, but still his eager hands reduced her to her base emotions.

The boy looked again at her, as if he made a snap decision. "No, I want to suck on them too." And saying it, he lifted his head and opened his mouth, and in one breath he sucked in one of her hard nipples, and he began to suck it, slowly, deeply. Helen felt her knees go weak. Her cunt hissed with moist beginnings. The boy kept sucking and sucking, drawing the nipple onto his tongue which laved it, while one of his hands squeezed the other tit meatily.

Helen grabbed the boy's head and pulled it tight against her. It was then she felt the boy's hard prick pressing into her thigh. She prayed his thoughts didn't stray as her own had already begun. The boy's personal sweet flavor echoed on her tongue. His cum had tasted so good. She trembled at the thought. Perhaps the boy would be satisfied by just sucking on her tit, which he continued with passionate concentration. But would she?

"Ooooohhhhhh... Jimmy." She moaned.

"Mmmmmmmmnnnngggg." The boy suckled her with strong lips. Jimmy was aware of his hard dick, and he knew soon that he would have to touch it. He thought he might have the courage to take it out and show it to the adult woman after he was thoroughly satisfied with sucking on her breasts. That might be a long time. He kept sucking the same tit for wonderful minutes, as the two stood locked in a passionate embrace in the cool air of Mrs. Drost's kitchen.

Eric too, had found himself embraced as he followed the outwardly prim Ms. Barbara Cottins to her homeroom and stepped inside. Her hands trembled not from age, but excitement as she hastily locked the door behind them. She fell on the boy with a deliberate rush, nearly crushing the child with her desperation.

"Thank heavens you returned to me!"

"I'm sorry, I guess I was not thinking right." was the only excuse Eric could think of.

"Oh, yes, you were so thoughtless. I should punish you severely. You hurt me far more than I could ever pain such a dear child as yourself."

"Please, Ms. Cottins. If you really think so. Maybe I deserve it."

The request was too strange for old Barbara Cottins. Never in her life did she hear a child ask to be punished! But her secret pleasure at spanking naughty boys came to her aid. "Well, how impudent can you be? I'll punish you if you deserve it, and not a lick until then."

Eric realized she was playing a game with him, but the results of the game would end up on his own rear end! He had better play it to win. "I don't mean to be bad. I just want to be fair."

"Hmmmph! You are already too close, child, and I'll decide what's fair. Don't push me."

"Aw, I bet you just like paddling students." Eric dared her.

"That's enough, Eric Drost, I am going to have to teach you to respect me." With that Barbara grabbed his ear, at which he yowled, and she marched him right over to her desk. "Lean over this instant!"

Eric humbly obeyed. The pain in his ear was a wake-up call. All of a sudden he wasn't sure what he had gotten himself into.

Barbara wasn't really mad, but she had to keep up her pretense. She thought, the boy might never come back again. She had decided that the only way to ensure the boy's future attention was to put him on a strict diet of punishment.

"Do you realize how long you left me alone, child."

"No ma-am."

"Nearly TWO weeks! And that's not all, if I hadn't caught you sneaking around today, you might have never got what you deserved."

"But Jimmy said..."

"I don't care about any other boy. You are the thoughtless scoundrel who hurt my feelings, after what we had come to mean to each other. Suddenly you vanish without a word, well it's time I had a word with you. Unbuckle your pants this instant!"

Eric began to worry. The teacher sounded mad enough, but was she really? He very quickly complied with her order.

"I'm going to teach you this time, and if you should skip out of school before you see me the next time, then I'll teach you just the same, if not harder." Barbara pulled the boy's pants down past his knees. She reached for his white cotton briefs with one hand while she grabbed the paddle with her other hand.

As soon as she had pulled the nervous boy's pants down she gave him a resounding whack on his ass. Barbara loved to spank naughty children, especially with their naked asses quivering just before she struck. It gave her a sense of power that was otherwise denied her sex and age.

Eric yowled in surprise, but he also felt that she was not hitting him as hard as she had the first time. He hoped he would never make her that angry again.

The paddle struck once more. His ass was already red with two wide bands across both cheeks. "That's for the first day you were missing." She counted. Each strike was meant to remind the boy just who was in charge of whom! For every day the boy had stayed away, she whacked his pale white ass, soon covered with bright red.

Eric felt tears in his eyes, but still he knew that the old woman was just playing. His dick knew it. Already it was hard with expectation. It was only a matter of a few more strikes before he could turn the tables on her.

Those strikes seemed like an eternity.

"And this is for trying to bait me." WHACK!

"And this is for being rude." WHACK!

"And this is for your attitude, young man." Whack. She began to lessen her blows. The boy was already trembling. But Barbara was no fool, she knew all along how Eric's fine penis had grown hard, hard for her. Already, her white haired cunt was leaking with wonderful wetness. She felt as hot at the boy's red backside.

"And this is for your hard cock!" Whack. She finished and found herself hugging the prostrate child. "Oh, dear thing, how much I need you. You won't ever leave me again will you?"

"N-no, never!" Eric would have said anything.

"That's good. I missed you so much, sweet Eric. Let me help you. Barbara touched the boy's hard prick and wrapped her fingers around it. She gently blew on his fiery buttocks as she began to stroke the erect truncheon.

Eric sighed with release. His dick felt strange. The pain in his ass had given new pleasure to his penis. It had never felt this way before. He thought he might grow to like it more than anything else. Ms. Cottins' soft hands felt fantastic, stroking his meat tenderly. The more she gave him pleasure, the more he wanted to take it from her.

"Oh, thank you Ms. Cottin's, but how can I make it up to you?"

"Sweet thing. Here." Barbara began to unbutton her thick dress from the top. Then as her massive wire bra was exposed and she released its front catch. Two soft piles of warm flesh rolled out naked before the young boy. Barbara leaned into him as she continued to jack fervently on his solid man-shaft.

Eric kissed each one before he settled on sucking the sweetest of her two very sweet titties. Even though they were softer than his mother's bountiful tits, they tasted just as good, and Eric even thought that Ms. Cottin's derived just a bit more pleasure than his mother when he sucked on them. The sure hand on his cock may have helped persuade him.

"Oh yes, suck on your granny's nice tits. They love you almost as much as I do."

"Mm-mmm." Eric mumbled, but he was stopping there. Now he reached for Ms. Cottins' skirt and he pulled it up from the floor until he could reach underneath it and play his hands along her thighs. To his surprise, the older woman wasn't wearing anything beneath them. Always before she had worn multiple layers of old fashioned protection, but on this strange day her pussy was completely exposed to his eager hands.

Barbara smiled as she felt his hand reach so boldly up her dress. It was her surprise. For days now after she had worried that Eric had abandoned her she wanted to show how eager she was to give the boy pleasure and to receive it. Now she received the benefit of her daring. Two small hands touched her little-used cunt and felt its great wetness.

"Why Ms. Cottins, you don't have anything on!"

"Ohh, Eric put your hands in my cunt, and rub it. You can put anything you want there, just do it now!" Barbara commanded. She began to stroke the boy's swelling cock faster and faster. Two hands probed inside her cunt, rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy lips like a demented octopus.

"Can I really put anything at all in your soft, wet cunt?"

"Anything, Eric, oh anything, just don't stop."

"Would you like me to put my cock in your cunt, Ms. Cottins? Would you like me to fuck your wonderful cunt with my cock?"

"Eric! YES!!! Oh please, yes, do it now!" Barbara cried with sweet pleasure. She sank to the floor and pulled her dress up over her wet, hot cunt. She exposed her white-haired cunt to the teenager whom she had spanked only moments ago.

Eric fell on her like an animal and thrust his powerful prick into the old woman like a dog. He stuffed it into her cunt all the way as he landed on top of her. He pumped his cock in and out of her drooling pussy like a mad thing.

"Thank you, thank you. You're fucking me, dear Eric. I needed you do fuck me so badly."

Amazingly Eric could feel the raw heat still beaming from his ass cheeks, but now they didn't feel at all bad, all he could feel was his thick cock, rock hard pressing deep into the soft folds of a grateful old woman.

His dick skewered her and drove between her womanly thighs like a piston. She moaned and swore he was the best boy in the world. Eric felt his cock slip between hot juicy pussy lips and he started sucking again on Ms. Cottins' wrinkled nipples. He could feel the cum rush into his balls and pressurize like a fire engine.

"Oh Ms. Cottins you feel so warm and slippery. I want to fuck you forever."

"Yes, yes boy, fuck your old teacher. Teach her what a good fucking should be. Suck on my tits, OOOHH yes, like that. I promise I'll spank you real hard if you don't fuck me every day."

"I dunno, you spanked me pretty hard. My bottom is all sore. If my dick didn't feel so nice inside you, I might even cry."

"Poor boy, fuck me to take the pain off of your rear. Take it out on me. Fuck me as hard as you like. I deserve it."

"Yeah, you deserve my cock, Ms. Cottins. You spanked me too much."

Eric's balls burst forth with boiling cum. His dick spewed hot spunk inside Ms. Cottins, as she slithered on the floor from orgasm after orgasm. Eric had never felt anything like it. His burning backside seemed to cool as all the fire inside him exploded into the old woman. She held him for dear life as he shook the last of his white-hot sperm up her previously neglected pussy.

"Oh dear boy you fill me with such joy! I couldn't bear it if you abandoned me again. Promise me you'll come back to my arms, and I'll do anything you want."

"Gosh, if it means that much to you, I guess you better make sure that I don't. Maybe you should spank me every time."

"Yes, yes dear, sweet Eric. I'll spank you. You make an old woman so happy." She released her grip on him and he pulled his young cock out of her satisfied, aging cunt.

Helen was sucking Jimmy's little cock in the kitchen. Her tits hung down like two fresh melons and Jimmy giggled as he played with them. He felt wonderful!

Helen's mind swirled. Jimmy's cock tasted even better than her son's. It was the only thing she liked better about Jimmy. His cock melted in her mouth, but at the moment it was very stiff, and the little boy was poking it deep. Her tongue laved over it.

Jimmy had already come in her mouth once, but she didn't even slow down. His young prick hadn't a chance to get soft. This gave Jimmy time to explore Mrs. Drost's back. He had already tugged on her skirt, but now he drew its full length up and over her ass. He remembered that she looked so neat without her clothes. He squealed with delight as he tugged the skirt up and down over her plunging head. Her creamy ass bounced suggestively.

Helen didn't even notice how dark her skirt made the room. Her eyes were closed in order to taste every bit of sweetness from Jimmy's perfect cock. She had already swallowed a surprising load of cum from the youth. In her opinion Jimmy had cum too quickly, and she wanted to go on tasting his cock until she never forgot its grand flavor.

When two small hands probed the cleft of her ass she paid more attention to the rest of the boy suffering her succulent abuse. But Jimmy couldn't quite reach past the wide vee of her behind.

Jimmy remembered the inviting thatch of dark hair on Mrs. Drost's front side, but he couldn't see much of her rear side. Maybe she was different from him there too. Of course, he had seen his own mother's ass every day of his life, but somehow Ms. Drost's body seemed magical in appearance. She was built so much better than his mom.

When he jumped up to try and see her full ass, his cock popped out of Helen's mouth.

"Jimmy!" Helen was rudely disrupted from her fascinating meal.

"Gee Ms. Drost. I want to see."

"Oh, Jimmy it's just my ass. Don't you want me to suck you some more?"

He pouted at that. He had already cum, and though he liked her sucking very much, he was now more curious about other aspects of the older woman.

When he didn't answer, Helen straightened up and her skirt slipped back down over her ass. Her tits jiggled naughtily in the cool air.

"Awww."

"Jimmy, I don't know how much longer little Eric will be gone. You don't want to make him mad again do you?"

"No."

"Maybe you should go home." Helen started thinking about Eric again as the euphoria of sucking Jimmy's sweet prick subsided.

Jimmy walked around her as she kneeled on the cold, hard kitchen floor tiles. She watched him bend down and pick up her skirt's hem.

"Please!" Jimmy looked pained. He began to peer under the cotton folds of her dress.

"Oh, Jimmy what am I going to do? I can't refuse you anything. She stared longingly at his semi-erect dick.

It perked right back up when he saw her beautiful adult ass.

"Wow!" he gave her a quick look of astonishment before returning his gaze to her broad ass cheeks.

Helen shook her head and smiled. He was too much, the little darling. It was just her ass.

But Jimmy had already learned from her that if he saw something he liked on Ms. Drost's body, it would be even better if he touched it.

Helen was a very clean woman, showering twice a day, and her asshole was spotlessly clean. Jimmy never would have guessed it was just like his asshole only bigger. He looked closer and reached out his hand.

"Oh my! Jimmy!" Helen hadn't expected the gentle touch on her crinkled ass ring as his hands were hidden behind her skirt. Her eyes were satisfied to look at the boy's bright little dick as it bounced in unison with his delight of discovery.

She thought it only fair that as he began to probe her ass cheeks, she might reach out and touch his beautiful young cock.

"Oh, that feels nice." He responded.

"Jimmy, are you sure you want to be doing that? I could make you feel so much better."

He didn't say anything, but continued to enjoy her light touch on his prick. His first finger poked into the circle, but it was met with natural resistance. He withdrew and tasted his finger, but due her rigorous cleanliness, it tasted just like the rest of her, but stronger. It wasn't at all sweet like her titties. He wasn't sure if he liked it or he didn't.

Suddenly, he spanked her with his whole hand! "Bad mommy!" he laughed playfully.

"Hey!" Helen reacted. "Jimmy, what's gotten into you?" The slap hadn't hurt at all.

"I just remembered when my mommy spanks me. Your ass is really pretty, Ms. Drost." He slapped it again, giggling.

"Oh, you silly! Maybe I should spank you?"

Jimmy's eyes saddened. "No no. You're the bad one today."

"I see." Helen decided to play along with the harmless game. "Well you better get at it. We don't have a lot of time before Eric comes home."

Jimmy delighted at this and started to rain a regular snap-snap upon Helen's nicely plump ass cheeks. She smiled and began to jack her hand on his stout little dick. He stood next to her spanking her from the side.

She reached with her other hand into her thighs to finger her cunt. It was boiling with want. Her ass started to twitch, and she was amazed at how long Jimmy kept up his paced, but continuous smacking. Helen dug into her clitoris and cunt lips with vigor. The boy's hands where really beginning to warm her ass.

"You're a naughty mommy. I can spank you good."

"Oh, yes Jimmy, you are spanking me very, very good!" Helen was already about to burst. She only hoped the boy's dick would cum soon. At some point her fear of being caught again by Eric would override her impending orgasm. She didn't want to ruin it for dear little Jimmy.

She needn't have worried. He kept spanking and laughing until his cum juice spurted out and splattered on her ass. Helen buckled right away from her own orgasm, and she rode her hand to penultimate bliss.

"There," Jimmy spoke with confidence. "You're a good Mommy again." He wandered over to his clothes and put them on. Soon he was whistling his way out the back door.

Helen kept perfectly still. The warm cum on her ass congealed and cooled. Her eyes were closed. She dreamed of love soon to arrive.

The End