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I was about 15 and it was New Years Eve at our home. My parents always had a New Years Eve party. I was in my second floor bedroom with my door ajar so that I could hear the conversations coming from the party downstairs. I was preparing to go to bed and had taken off my clothes, but before I put on my pajamas, I had picked up a magazine from my bedside table and was sitting on the edge of my bed looking at the ads.
I saw this ad with a woman in a bikini and my eyes were focused on her.
I felt something was wrong with me because my penis enlarged and that had never happened before. I quickly put the magazine down and lay on top of my bed hoping this strange enlargement would go away.
All of a sudden the door opened wide and there was Mrs. Smythe, a neighbor who lived diagonly across the street. Her husband was a patten attorney who often was in Washington, DC, but he was downstairs that night.
Mrs. Smythe had on a blue satin dress and smelled of liquor as she quickly shut my door behind her. I was so embarrased to be nude lying on my bed and thought of reaching for the covers, but I was too stunned. Obvoiusly, she saw my enlarged penis and quietly told me to relax and she would show me things about it. That's all she said.
She sat on the edge of my bed and took my penis in her hand, kind of coddling it at first, then holding it as if it were a handle, gently stroking it.
My penis got worse and I was afraid as it got bigger and bigger. Mrs. Smythe then stood up, lifted her dress and took off her panties. I had no idea of why she was doing that. She then got onto my bed with knees either side of me and stradling me, she took my penis in her hand again and she came down upon me placing my hard penis up between her legs. She said then that my penis was doing what it was supposed to do.
She went up and down on me and she mouned. I could feel the warmth around my penis and for some unknown reason, it felt good. I didn't know what was happening to me, but she assured me it was okay.
Not too long passed when I felt a hot sensation in my balls and penis.
It seemed that she became very wet at the same time I felt this surge in me.
She said I was a good boy as she got off me, put her panties back on and smiled at me. She asked that I not tell anyone about what she did
and left my room.
I was exhausted as I got off my bed and noticed that my penis had returned to normal. I put my pajamas on, got into bed and slept.
The next morning, while sitting at the breakfast table, my mom answered the phone and I could tell it was Mrs. Smythe. Immediately I froze, thinking that Mrs. Smythe would tell my Mom what had happened the night before. But after my Mom put the phone down, she asked me if I would be interested in working for Mrs. Smythe. She would pay me for cutting her lawn and doing odd jobs. My Mom had told her I would be glad to work for her without even asking me.
I thought maybe Mrs. Smythe would forget about our little experience, so I meandered over to her house to find what chores she wanted me to do that day. When she answered the door, she asked me into her house and into her living room.
I was surprised to see another woman sitting on the large couch. Mrs. Smythe politely introduced me as the handy boy she had just hired. The woman sitting on the couch looked at me strangly and said I look just fine and how lucky it was that Mrs. Smythe had found me.
Then I was asked to sit down on the couch and in the middle as Mrs. Smythe sat down on the other end. Both womewn were looking at my middle and not at my face.
Mrs. Smythe then asked me if I remembered New Years Eve. Embarrassed and turning bright red, I mutted yes. She then said that she had told this other woman about it. I was uterly silent.
This other woman then put her hand on my crotch and began rubbing. I did not dare to pull away. Mrs. Smythe said that she wanted to see it hard like New Years Eve and began undoing my belt and zipper. I didn't know what I should do, but I did feel my penis getting hard again.
The other woman pressed against me until I was flat on my back on the couch, Mrs. Smythe having moved. For the first time Mrs. Smythe took off her jersey and bra and exposed her breasts to me. She bent over me putting her nipples to my mouth and asked me to lick them. Meanwhile the other woman was stroking my penis and it became very hard.
I could hear the rustly of clothing and the other woman had gotten up and undressed completely. I could sense she was going to get on top of me and do what Mrs. Smythe had done New Years Eve. That's what happened.
I had that feeling again of that hot sensation and the wetness of this other woman.
When Mrs. Smythe got up with the other woman, they stood there in the living room conversing. Mrs. Smythe exclaimed how nice a boy I was, but I had things to learn.
She then told me that next week she was having a few friends over and that I would like them. She said her friends would teach me more. She then asked me to go out and mow her lawn.
The next week I again meandered over to Mrs. Smythe's house a little intimadated. There were cars in her driveway and I knew she was entertaining. I knocked on the door anyway, hopeful she would assign me to a chore. She asked me in to meet her friends.
As she led me into the living room, I was introduced as her , not knowing what that meant. There were three other women, all standing about in their . They quickly huddled around me undoing my pants and striiping me completely naked. They pushed me to the floor, rubbing their hands all over my body. One asked if I licked. Mrs. Smythe said she has not gotten to that, but it was time that I learned. The women took off their underwear and one got on her knees and put her crotch over my mouth and asked me to lick her. She said bury my tongue in her as far as I could and move it around. It was strange doing this, but obviously giving the woman great pleasure as she nealt screamed with delight. I heard the other women say that I was going to be a shared boy toy.
Then they said it was my turn to lick all of them, which I did like the first. My tongue ached and I had swallowed the juices that the women had secreated from the crotches.
They said now it was my turn to get hard and for me to get on top of each woman and put my penis between their legs and pump until they said to quit. By the time I had finished all the requests, I was exhausted.
When I got home from Mrs. Smythe's, my Mom noticed how tired I was. She said I must be working hard at my job, but didn't I enjoy the work.
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She realized she was face down on some kind of table, her ample breasts squashed painfully against the cold surface, and her hands were strapped to the sides. She could feel something strapped around her head, and taste the rubber ball gag that had been shoved in her mouth. To make matters worse, she was naked. She began to panic, struggling to free her hands. "It's no use", spoke a deep, monotone voice from behind her. She struggled to turn her head to see the source of the voice, but...
The chair was made of rich black leather and it’s back reached high up over her boss’ head, reminding Sharon of a seat for some stern judge who might slap her into chains. The frightened young woman squirmed uncomfortably in a small chair at the front of the massive oak desk. “Mr. Alex,” she said emphatically, straining to show her honesty with her voice, “I promise you, I didn’t have anything to do with the money that’s missing, no matter what you or anybody else might think!” “Look,”...
Disclaimer: I do not own Law & Order SVU, and will not profit from this story… Hi my name is Detective Olivia Benson, I am 28 years old, I have 36dd breasts, a slightly hairy pussy, and today I am wearing a dark red thong under my blue jeans, a matching front clasp bra under my blue blouse, and I just got a domestic disturbance call but when I got there someone jumped me from behind and injected something into my arm knocking me out. By the time I came to I was chained to the...
Diane moaned loudly, cupping Madison’s head, she lifted her face and kissed her open-mouth, sliding her tongue inside Madison’s mouth and stroking her tongue with her own before kissing each lip. Madison smiled as she picked up a bottle of body wash and squirted a good amount into her hand. She held her hand under the water for a second before lathering it together and began sliding the suds along the curves of Diane’s breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples slightly. Running her hands...
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