Miss Jonah
by Grace Wilkinson 


Introduction 

This new work by authoress Grace Wilkinson is a shattering exposition on the 
effects of one all boys school on the mind and morals of an impressionable 
young boy. Many of us are aware, indeed many of us have been exposed to the 
unhealthier aspects of schooling in a rigidly uni-sexual atmosphere. In this 
startling novel, little Jimmy Castle fares perhaps better than many, in that 
he is the unique recipient of his exciting young teacher's favors. 

However, this premature and highly advanced introduction to the opposite sex 
has a deeply moving consequence, i.e., the abnormally increasing fascination 
of this teenaged boy for his own mother. Strange as this may seem, we are 
told by leading psychiatric workers that this is not an unusual reaction for 
such a young man to have. What is unusual is the encouragement he finds in 
his home. This brings us to the examination of Jimmy's mother, her motives 
and her problems. She is a victim in every sense of the word, and the fact 
that she eventually succumbs to the desires of her young children (for Jimmy 
has an ally of sorts in his adoring sister Cindy) is a clear example of what 
a hostile and uncaring society (exemplified by her neighbor Ray) can cause 
to happen to a woman alone. 

The author of this book poses many questions between these pages, questions 
which she leaves it up to the reader to answer. Yet we are sure you will not 
find it easy to judge the final outcome of the novel. Meanwhile we are left 
with the haunting image of Miss Jonah, already casting about in her mind for 
a new Jimmy to "teach," for she too, is a victim of the same forces that 
shaped Jimmy's mother. It is a vicious spiral, leading seemingly down. 

We are grateful to authoress Wilkinson for this illuminating manuscript. 

-The Publishers 

 CHAPTER 1 

Miss Jonah's large full breasts looked particularly pointy that day, Jimmy 
noticed, as he sat slumped in his seat. He was filled with embarrassment at 
the thought that his beautiful teacher might call on him at any moment. It 
wasn't that he didn't know his homework.. .he did, and that was the trouble. 
Miss Jonah had been calling on him more and more frequently during the past 
weeks at the Grander School For Boys, and his classmates were beginning to 
get more annoyed by the fact that Jimmy did know the right answer, but Miss 
Jonah, usually reserved to the point of pain, would respond with such praise 
that everyone else in the class was made to seem a dunce compared to Jimmy. 

Jimmy sat now, trying to keep his eyes averted from Miss Jonah's amply 
proportioned figure as she strode up and down the neat rows of desks, 
inspecting the English notebooks as she went. 

"A neat notebook is the sign of a clear mind!" she was fond of saying, and a 
groan went up from several spots in the classroom as she repeated this 
saying now. Jimmy saw her bend over Tommy Snell's book.. .the desk in front 
of him, and he wondered if it was his imagination or not that made him think 
that Miss Jonah was wearing tighter and tighter sweaters and dresses these 
days. He could see very clearly the outline of her brassiere beneath the 
soft, tightly stretched caslimere of her sweater now, and he wished somehow 
that she would wear looser clothing. It didn't seem right somehow, although 
he wasn't exactly sure why he thought this. 

"Very nice, Tommy!" Miss Jonah said straightening up. Jimmy scrounged down 
in his seat, she was coming toward him. His eyes remained rooted to his 
notebook which lay open on the desk in front of him, but as Miss Jonah 
approached, he could smell her perfume.. .The same kind she always wore.. .a 
strong flowery fragrance that often seemed to linger in the air long after 
she had passed by. He looked down and to the side and noticed her shoes. 
They were black patent leather pumps with a very high heel, and Jimmy 
thought it must not be terribly easy for Miss Jonah to walk in them. Perhaps 
that was why she wiggled so much when she walked. 

"And now Jimmy!" she said, her voice suddenly taking on an embarrassingly 
softer tone that Jimmy was sure everyone else noticed, "How about your 
notebook!" Jimmy pushed his book forward, his face turning a bright crimson 
as he waited for Miss Jonah's comments. Suddenly he remembered the dream he 
had had about her the night before. He had tried to push it to the back of 
his mind, but now, he could remember each little detail. Miss Jonah had been 
naked, completely naked, teaching the class, and she had come and rubbed her 
big breasts against his face! 

"Now boys, here is the example of a perfect notebook!" She was holding the 
book aloft and pointing to it. "Just look at the condition of this book. 
Jimmy you ought to be proud of yourself!" Children I want you to pass this 
around the room, so everyone will know just what I expect from this class 
from now on!" 

She was walking away from him now, but not before she had turned to give him 
a brilliant smile, one that he had never seen her give anyone else in the 
class. Then she was swaying up the aisle, and Jimmy couldn't help staring at 
her rounded buttocks, and the long length of calve that was exposed by her 
skirt. While he focused on the undulation of the gentle crevice between Miss 
Jonah's buttocks, Jimmy was aware of the fact that the other boys were 
tittering as they examined his notebook. He knew what to expect when he got 
it back, but right now he couldn't even think about it. He was too busy 
concentrating on the boyishly hard erection he was getting. His young cock 
strained hard against the fabric of his trousers, and he wanted desperately 
to touch it, to sooth its heated redness. It had been big and swollen right 
after his dream last night too, Jimmy remembered, and he had thought that he 
was going to cum, but had awakened just before it happened. 

The rest of the hour long English class went by in a daze. Jimmy finally got 
his notebook back and a discussion of Dickin's A Tale of Two Cities ensued. 
Jimmy's penis began to resume its normal size, much to his relief, until he 
happened to look in the front of his notebook and found the following 
inscription. Miss Jonah sucks Jimmy's cock! and then in another hand, Miss 
Jonah has a big pussy! Jimmy was so upset by these reflections, that he 
slammed his book quickly shut. His hard on had returned and now he knew that 
the rest of his day would be spent in the futile mental ruminations about 
the size of Miss Jonah's pussy. He had never really thought about Miss 
Jonah's pussy before.. .not directly anyway. But now he guessed, he had 
always known that she had one. The boys were always talking about such 
things as the fine details of female anatomy, but no one seemed to be 
exactly sure about what a real pussy looked like! Now the idea that his 
young English teacher not only had one, but was sitting with it nestled up 
between her thighs, just a few feet from him, struck home, and Jimmy felt 
miserable. He carefully examined his teacher's features as she sat behind 
the desk, reading a passage from their assigned reading. She was really the 
most beautiful woman he had ever seen, he thought, except for his mother of 
course. Her skin was pale and almost translucent, and she didn't seem to 
wear any makeup at all. He had no idea exactly how old she was, but supposed 
her to be quite young. He himself just turned fourteen, and it was his 
second year at the Grunder School. Miss Jonah had just come this year 
though, and her presence was both a welcome addition to the usual dull 
atmosphere of the classes, and a kind of torturous affliction for Jimmy.. 
.especially now that she had made him her favorite. 

"Teacher's pet!" Tommy Snelly whispered back at him now, just in case he had 
forgotten the notebook incident. 

Jimmy surreptitiously fondled his cock beneath the desk, rubbing it in such 
a way that it might go down some, but when he touched its bulk it only grew 
larger. Jimmy thought he would always associate the 

Grander School with his cock. Indeed, before he had started going there, he 
had hardly been aware that he had one, but once inside the dark that his 
mother had insisted would be "good for him" he had immediately begun to be 
instructed at to the pleasures to be received from that part of his anatomy. 

Each night in bed after the final inspection and lights out, small "tents" 
made in the center of the blankets would appear all along the length of the 
dormitory where some thirty boys consoled themselves before sleep. Sometimes 
another would come and "do you with his hand," and Jimmy soon learned to 
accept the unusual new form of pleasure that would often come into his bed 
just when he was about to fall asleep. It was at least solace from the 
dreary days which were usually completely devoid of any pleasure or of 
tenderness. 

Even though he had been told that it was some kind of honor for him to have 
been accepted at the school, Jimmy couldn't help but think of it as some 
kind of punisliment. In fact, ever since his father died a few years before, 
Jimmy saw things in a dark light.. .the abrupt removal of his father having 
been the most severe punisliment of all. 

But now, Jimmy tried to turn his thoughts to pleasant things. Miss Jonah's 
voice droned on, and Jimmy noticed that her lips were rosy pink like a 
flower, heavy fringed lashes now covered the deep blue eyes that had 
recently begun to penetrate Jimmy's very soul. He compared Miss Jonah to his 
mother and quickly stopped trying, for a wave of homesickness came over him 
at the thought that right now.. .at that very moment his mother and sister 
were at home in the small apartment in Philadelphia, living ordinary lives.. 
.real lives away from the prison of the Grunder School! 

"And what do you think that Sidney Cartier meant by that, Jimmy?" Miss 
Jonah's voice penetrated his glum thoughts, Jimmy automatically stood up, 
realizing he had been called upon. He had no idea what the question was all 
about, and stood stammering for a few seconds before he remembered that his 
cock was sticking straight out again, forming a lewd little point at the 
front of his pants. Up the aisle in front of him all the boys' heads were 
turned, and a loud giggling began to rise in the classroom. Jimmy saw the 
whole thing as if in a dream, and then he saw Miss Jonah's face turn a 
deeper color than usual, and then heard her merciful words. 

"You may sit down, Jimmy. I think your mind must have been elsewhere;" she 
added in a kindly tone, instead of giving him one of the "zeros" she was 
often so fond of passing out. 

Jimmy sat down in a flush of heat. Never in his life had he been so 
embarrassed. If things had been bad up 'til then, his classmates would make 
life hell for him from now on! 

Suddenly the bell rang, and there was the loud scraping of chairs and the 
dull thudding of books being slammed shut. All the boys began to shuffle 
out, and Jimmy slowly gathered his things together. It was the last class of 
the day. There followed a 45 minute study period, and then dinner and then 
bed. Not much to look forward to, and Jimmy was in no hurry to hear the 
comments of friends about his "performance" in English class. Jimmy was 
shuffling out, trying to disappear behind another boy, when he heard Miss 
Jonah calling his name. 

"Oh Jimmy.. .please stay after class for a while.. .I want to talk to you!" 

The rest of the class escaped without a backward glance and Jimmy found 
himself standing alone in the empty classroom with his young teacher. 

"Close the door please, Jimmy!" she said. He obeyed and then returned to 
Miss Jonah's desk. 

"Sit down.. .uh, pull over that chair and sit down at the desk. Don't you 
think we ought to discuss your lack of preparation, Jimmy?" 

"Yes, ma'am." Jimmy pulled his chair up beside Miss Jonah's desk. She was 
sitting back down now, the text book open in front of her. "Now usually your 
lessons are so well prepared.. .just what was it that happened today Jimmy!" 

Jimmy thought her voice sounded oddly breathless, and he noticed also that 
her lower lips was trembling slightly. He realized suddenly that he had 
never been alone with her before. 

"I was uh prepared, ma'am.. . . " he offered, letting his gaze fall to her 
rapidly rising and falling bosom. Her breasts were so big! 

"Then why didn't you answer the question?" Her big blue eyes stared into 
his, and Jimmy felt a violent thrill race through him. 

"I was thinking about something else, Ma'am!" he finally replied. He could 
smell her perfume and his cock was all hard again. 

Miss Jonah coughed delicately and turned her eyes away. "Well perhaps we 
should get to the bottom of this," she said after a short pause. You're my 
most promising student.. .and if there's something on your mind.. . . " 

Carolyn Jonah tried to smile reassuringly at young Jimmy, yet she felt 
unaccountably nervous. She had tried to deny her strong feelings about the 
boy for some weeks now, but recently it had been getting worse and worse. 
She had finally pinpointed what it was about him that made her so.. 
.disturbed, that was the word she had to give the strange sensations she 
felt whenever she saw him or even thought about him. He reminded her of 
John. Yes, even now, as she sat waiting for him to speak, she thought she 
could see John's features clearly superimposed upon the boys'. It was silly 
she knew, but the more she tried to ignore it, the more vivid the fantasy 
became. John, her fianc, gone how long now.. .four years, almost five next 
spring. Another woman had entered his life just at the very moment when 
everything had seemed to be going so well. And Carolyn Jonah had held true 
to her vow since then to never trust another man, to never marry. She had 
been twenty then and it seemed easier to make oneself that promise, but as 
the years passed she found herself growing more and more bitter about the 
past, lingering on what had happened, continuing to ask herself why. 

The worst part of it had been that she'd given in to him, after so many 
months of putting it off, of trying desperately to wait until their wedding 
night, even though her body wanted so badly to respond to his. In spite of 
her strict religious upbringing, her body urgings kept telling her that it 
was unnatural to keep stopping him, that it would be alright to go ahead! 
And that one night in her parent's house when they had gone out to the Big 
Elk's dance, she had. Right in her own bed, too. 

Carolyn's eyes misted over now as she thought of it, recalled the pleasure 
she had received then.. .and never since. One night of absolute bliss, and 
she could still remember every little thing that had happened.. .each touch, 
each kiss.. . . 

But little Jimmy was sitting right here now.. .and he had just said 
something.. .something she hadn't heard. She wondered what to say to him 
anyway. Somehow she had just wanted to be near him.. .perhaps she thought 
now, to persuade herself that he really was just a little boy, to get over 
this business of his looking like John.. .so what if he did anyway? That had 
nothing to do with her. John was out of her life for good.. .she had her 
career.. .her books.. . . 

"What did you say Jimmy.. .please speak up!" she said, nervously opening up 

A Tale of Two Cities on the desk in front of her. 

"I said I have study period now, Ma'am.. . . " Jimmy replied, fidgeting in 
his chair. He could see that Miss Jonah's lips were slightly parted. They 
were wet. Her proximity was making his head swim and he only wanted to get 
out of there as fast as possible.. .before something else embarrassing 
happened. "Well, you can have your study right here, then," replied Miss 
Jonah suddenly annoyed that the boy clearly wanted to leave. Just the way 
John had wanted to leave. She had found out afterward that he had been 
seeing that Nancy Bricks for a long while.. .even before that night in her 
bedroom. 

"NOW WE WILL GO OVER CHAPTER FIVE.. .WOULD YOU LIKE TO READ IT ALOUD OR 
SILENTLY?" 

"Uh.. .silently ma'am," Jimmy replied.. . "But I can't see it.. .the way 
you're hiding it.. . I mean.. . . " 

"Well, pull your chair closer.. .bring it around here.. .I won't bite you!" 

Jimmy did as he was told, moving his chair around to the side of the desk, 
right next to Miss Jonah. He clutched the book in his hands and sat frozen, 
not daring to move a fraction of an inch, for fear that he would touch her. 
She was right there! Her warmth permeated his young flesh. His hands 
trembled and his eyes blurred.. .the print coming in and out of focus on the 
pages in front of him. 

Carolyn Jonah sighed, remembering how, John had ever so gently pressed her 
back on the bed, and somehow even then, she had known that she would go the 
whole way. The strength of his hand against her shoulders, the way he was so 
sure of himself.. .His body so hard and lean. She had felt frail and small, 
and protected.. .oh, God how she missed that feeling.. .nothing had been 
like that.. .she had allowed no one since.. .The tenderness of his fingers 
creeping along up to her thigh.. .and pausing.. . .He must have been waiting 
for her to say "No.. .I can't!. . . . " But she wanted to.. .that time she'd 
wanted to! Right at the top of her stocking, the flesh hot and smooth 
beneath his searching fingers, mounting ever so slowly now.. .until they had 
reached the thin elastic band of her panties. 

Carolyn sighed again. 

"Are you alright, Miss Jonah?" Jimmy looked sideways at the delicate 
features of his young teacher. She was obviously miles away thinking about 
something.. .but what? 

He had kissed her hard, Carolyn remembered, so hard that her lips had felt 
crushed and bruised beneath his. She had been able to feel her nipples 
tightening, her whole body tense and waiting beneath him. His hot tongue had 
pushed deeper inside her mouth than she had believed possible, and strong, 
hot flashes of desire ran wildly through her. She had known that she 
couldn't resist him then.. .that she would let him do whatever he wanted 
with her. Every pore in her body was held in a delicious trance . . . the 
taste of his mouth, the slow spine tingling message of her thigh.. .the 
unmistakable bulge of his groin that she felt pressing against her side. 
Suddenly she felt a raging fire inside burning her, and a low moan rose to 
her lips. 

Almost involuntarily she had slipped her hips upward, twisting her body 
around slightly. She'd felt his middle finger searching beneath the elastic 
band, teasing up into the moist area of her already seeping pussy. . . .Oh 
God, he was almost there! 

Jimmy noticed that Miss Jonah had begun to move about on her chair. He had 
made a pretense of turning the pages of the book in front of them for some 
moments now, as though he were reading.. .but in reality he was consumed by 
curiosity about what was wrong with Miss Jonah. Recalling the scribbled note 
in his notebook about Miss Jonah's pussy, himself squirmed a little, feeling 
his prick execute a small jerk. 

"Do you know how to do it?" one boy had asked him once.. . . "You put it 
inside their pussy.. . . " 

"Put what?". . .he had started to ask, but then had known just what the boy 
was talking about.. .and now, he vaguely contemplated just how that would be 
done and wondered if Miss Jonah had ever done it! 

"You want it, don't you?" John had asked her, huskily and melting a bit 
beneath him, she moaned assent. 

"Oh yes, darling.. .yes!" How could she stop anything that felt so good? One 
of his hands fumbled at the fullness of her breasts now, as his middle 
finger slowly parted the soft blonde curls of her pubic hair that protected 
the delicate inner folds of her tiny cunt. A flood of wetness rushed to meet 
his finger as it reached the heated slit. Carolyn trembled and felt her hips 
jerk upward, forcing his finger deeper into the tiny, hair-fringed lips. 

"OooooooooooooooooooH!" 

Jimmy wondered if Miss Jonah could tell that her leg was rubbing against 
his. She didn't even seem to notice. By looking sideways he could tell that 
although she was looking at the page in front of them, her eyes were glazed 
and had that same far away look in them.. .and in the last few seconds, her 
breathing had gotten more and more heavy. Her legs had been moving closer to 
his for some time now, and it was definitely trembling against his, moving a 
little back and forth. Everywhere it touched him he felt as though his flesh 
were grafted to her.. .as though by the heat of a blow torch. His leg was on 
fire and his blood a stream of molten lava spreading upward throughout his 
system! He could feel the sweat starting out from his forehead, and was 
embarrassed to note that one drop fell onto page 132 in front of them. But 
Miss Jonah continued staring blankly in front of her, and if anything, her 
long leg's motions against his, increased. Tentatively, he began to push 
back. The warm physical contact with the older woman was like nothing that 
he had ever known and he felt completely hypnotized. What would possibly 
happen next? 

Miss Jonah squirmed again: She was remembering her fianc's middle finger 
sliding teasingly over the sensitive pink lips of her more than vulnerable 
pussy. She had been able to feel the whole length of his finger probing 
against the wet outer flesh, sliding, tickling. And the hard edge of his 
finger had sought out and found the tiny bud of her clitoris . . . flicked 
at it steadily, making it hard and rigid, making her almost go out of her 
mind. Quickly he had spread her legs apart.. .the long sensuous thighs were 
forced open, the trembling mound of her pussy vanquished beneath his 
searching fingers. Her skirt has risen up around her hips and she allowed 
him to peel her panties down over her hips and thighs. With a tremendous 
shudder, she felt his hand return to her now naked genitals. So newly 
exposed to his sight, exposed to the cool air of the room. She was offering 
herself to him.. .yes, it was just the way they said it, she was giving 
herself to him! 

Jimmy gasped as he felt Miss Jonah's hand down on his leg just above the 
knee. He just couldn't believe it was happening. It took every ounce of 
self-control that he could muster to remain sitting there.. .to avoid 
jumping up and running.. . But now he knew he wouldn't run.. .that he was 
compelled to stay.. .for his boyish young cock seemed to sense, even before 
Jimmy himself did.. .just exactly what was going to happen. 

John had taken her hand and guided it toward his groin. She had been 
frightened of touching him, but just as he closed her trembling fingers 
around the hard pulsing circumference of his bulging cock, two fingers rose 
brusquely and without pause, high, high up into the tight virgin channel of 
her vagina. She had thought for an instant that she might faint from the 
sheer pleasure of his violent entry.. .and then as the impact of his fingers 
against the hot surface of her womb, struck again and again, she felt wave 
upon wave of blissful joy. It was a tangible thing, a welcome ecstasy, and 
she felt as though she would burst inside.. .yes for the first time she felt 
completely whole, and a staggering happiness overcame her. Her knowing 
fingers instinctively clutched at her new lover's raging cock, and she began 
to move the thick foreskin up and down, back and forth over the thickness of 
the head. Her body danced beneath his finger manipulations, wildly, lewdly, 
even she responded to him. 

"Oh yes John.. .yes!! ! " 

Miss Jonah let a soft sob escape her lips and at the same moment her 
searching hand reached Jimmy's hardened boy-like cock, where it strained 
unbearably against his pants. Her touch electrified him, and his penis 
expanded even more than he had ever known it to do, even in his wildest 
fantasies. His breath grew labored in rhythm with the furtive movement of 
his pretty teacher's fingers, rubbing, up and down along the outer surface 
of his crotch. Lips slightly parted, his eyes closed, Jimmy felt himself 
letting go. He was abandoning himself entirely to Miss Jonah's secret caress 
beneath the big oak desk. He felt oddly soothed by the gentle stroking that 
became more and more intense, and the excitement he felt in his groin spread 
like hot coals from a furnace outward, until in a feverish haze, Jimmy 
closed his eyes, odd images forming and changes, strange thoughts that would 
not stop. . . . His mother's kiss.. .the time she had bathed him in the big 
tub at home.. .his sister's face the last time he had seen her, the long 
flowing chestnut hair blowing in her eyes.. .and most of all, the recurring 
realization that it was Miss Jonah.. .yes, he could admit it now, his 
beloved Miss Jonah, who was causing him such delirious joy. The prickly 
erection was heightened by each downstroke of Miss Jonah's hand, and shortly 
he noticed Miss Jonah uttering soft grunts and groans, he allowed himself to 
gasp out a soft admission of his arousal. His heated young member was ready 
to cream, and tears sprang to Jimmy's eyes as he worried about what would 
happen when he did, and yet, wished the blissful moment on with all his 
might. It seemed terribly wrong what they were doing, he and 

Miss Jonah, and yet, she was his teacher.. .he was there at the school to 
obey her.. .and anything that Miss Jonah did couldn't be completely wrong.. 
.could it? His foreskin slipped backward slitheringly beneath his trousers 
and shorts, prodded by Miss Jonah's hand, his penis surged upward, seemingly 
expanding to gigantic proportions, hard and hot, its girth mushrooming as 
the bitter sweet sensations started swirling within its shaft. 

"Oh God, he thought.. . Oh God.. .Miss Jonah.. .OOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooh!" 

"Oh John! God I love you!" Carolyn Jonah had cried out, just as John's 
enormous prick spread her tender cunt lips outward, stretching them beyond 
anything she had thought possible.. .pushing steadily, forcing the fire 
inside her, inward, skewering her, pressing forward into her aching virgin 
cunt walls, the rock hard thickness of his pole fitting snugly until her 
entire vaginal passage was filled, slipping up, up, up until she had thought 
it would break through her lungs and come out of her throat, her thighs 
trembled outward, hips slightly raising and quivering, the hair-lined pussy 
down between her open legs almost obliterated by the massive cock that 
conquered it! 

Beside her, Jimmy's small body bent over the desk and then his head flew 
back, a long low groan coming from his lips as the wet sperm spread through 
his trousers.. .Miss Jonah's finger's flew over the dampening material of 
his crotch, and he called her name loud and clear.. . . 

"Oh Miss Jonah.. . . " and then "OOooh!! OH.. .mother.. . ! " 

Abruptly awakened from her revery, Carolyn jumped up out of her seat, the 
chair scraping loudly beneath her. She moved quickly to the other side of 
the room, putting as much distance between her and the boy as was possible 
in a few seconds. Her hand was tingling and moist from its secret lewd 
contact with little Jimmy's trousers, and the total realization of what she 
had done was suddenly clear to her. 

"Oh God, how could I have.. .How could I.. . ? " She mumbled to herself, 
hand covering her mouth in alarm. But on that hand she could smell the 
sweetly pungent odor of Jimmy's youthful semen, and she quickly jerked it 
away from her crimson face. 

Jimmy sat staring at her, and she searched hurriedly for words. On the boy's 
face was clearly painted a fascinated expression of adoration. 

"I.. .I.. . " She started out. But Jimmy interrupted her. 

"May I go now, Miss Jonah?" he inquired in a small voice. 

Trembling with emotion, Carolyn turned away from him to the big 
institutional window, nervously pulling on the shade. She replied, "Yes, 
Jimmy . . . you may go now!" 

Jimmy rose, feeling the uncomfortable damp in his groin, but enjoying the 
lingering after effects of his potent orgasm. He took one last look at Miss 
Jonah before he turned and left the room. She was standing with her back to 
him, and her long black hair was disheveled. His eyes caressed the smooth 
round mounds of her buttocks and he tried to visualize them naked beneath 
her tweed skirt. It was not too hard, but he hoped that one day he would not 
just have to imagine what they looked like! 

Miss Jonah heard the door slam shut. 

With alarm she realized that anyone could have walked into the classroom at 
any time.. .She must be going out of her mind, she thought.. .she would have 
to start seeing an analyst soon.. .yes, perhaps that was what she needed. 
Already she was beginning to think about John again, and she noticed that 
she was very moist and hot between her legs. Her vaginal passage, so long 
unused, felt swollen and filled with longing. God, she felt so empty! 

 CHAPTER 2 

Janet Castle busied herself with making the drink for the young student who 
lived downstairs. She felt unaccountably nervous about having invited him up 
to her apartment, but she tried to reason with herself that there was really 
nothing wrong with it at all. After all, she was a grown woman, with two 
half grown children.. .little Jimmy.. .away at school, and Cindy at school 
in town. It was only normal that she should have some life of her own. Being 
a widow was not the kind of life that she visualized for herself forever! 
Cheered by these reflections, she added a last stir to the martinis and 
brought the whole tray over to the coffee table. 

As she set the tray down, she was aware that Ray was looking directly down 
into her low cut dress. She straightened up hurriedly, wondering if he was 
able to see that she wasn't wearing any bra that day. She just hadn't felt 
like it, and the feeling of her bare breasts rubbing against the smooth 
fabric of her dress was a pleasant reminder of the fact that she was still 
an attractive woman. She was 32 now after all, but these days, that was 
still pretty young . . . she had a lot of good times ahead of her. 

Janet sat down next to Ray, her morale considerably bolstered by the fact 
that he obviously thought her very attractive. He was ten to twelve years 
younger than she, she knew, and somehow that thought made his interest in 
her all the more exciting. He was really terribly good looking, she reminded 
herself, watching him as he appreciatively sipped at the martini. 

"When does Cindy get home from school?" he inquired. "Oh.. .not until 4:30.. 
.she has to come from all the way across town." Janet was acutely aware that 
it was only 2:00 p.m. now.. .the big clock on the kitchen wall was clearly 
visible from the sofa in the living room where they sat. There was time for 
almost anything to happen! she realized with a quietly mounting excitement. 
She took a long sip from her drink. It really felt wicked drinking like this 
in the afternoon. 

"You mix a mighty good drink, Jan." Ray said, casually placing his arm on 
the back of the sofa. 

"Thank you," Janet blushed, and added, "I feel positively wicked.. .after 
all.. .it's the middle of the afternoon!" Laughter exploded from deep in her 
throat. 

Ray looked at her with hunger in his eyes. She was one of the most 
voluptuous women he'd ever seen. She looked like she belonged in those sexy 
Swedish films.. .a real buxom doll! He wondered what she would be like once 
they got past the formalities! Just by glancing sideways he could almost see 
the tips of her nipples in that low cut dress she was wearing, and the 
nearness of the creamy colored gently tapering balloons of her breasts was 
almost driving him crazy. He'd been angling for this invitation for months 
now, and finally it had come. He was off his usual schedule at the 
university for a week, and he was looking forward to spending all this 
vacation time with the pretty widow from upstairs. 

"Boy, wait till I get my hands on them jugs!" he thought to himself leaning 
forward a bit and picking up his drink with his left hand. This enabled his 
right hand to fall gently over Janet's shoulder, and when he leaned back, 
she was just where he wanted her. 

Janet laughed nervously, very much aware of his hand. But why should I 
remove it.. .she thought.. .there's no harm really.. .Why shouldn't I let 
him put his arm around my shoulder? She was tired of thinking herself as 
only a mother.. .fixing lunches for Cindy to take to school.. . signing 
report cards, washing clothes at the laundromat.. .at least Jimmy was away 
at school and that cut down on her duties somewhat.. .but even so.. .it was 
no thrilling life.. .There had to be something more! Perhaps this younger 
boy was just the "more" she was looking for! 

Cautiously she looked into his deep-set gray eyes, searching for some sign 
of trust there. She was slightly disturbed that she could not find any.. 
.There was nothing stable in his good-looking young face, nothing that 
shouted out, I'd make a good husband! Something warned her to remove his 
hand there and then . . .better not to get involved! But she blithely 
ignored all the warning signals she felt flashing deep in her belly, as the 
boy's finger began to twitch along the surface of her arm. 

Tiny sparks flew along her arm, and her breasts began to feel very bare. 
Turning just slightly she saw that Ray was once more looking down her dress. 
His arm tightened considerably and he pulled her in toward him. 

"You're some beauty, Janet!" he declared. "The prettiest thing I've ever 
seen!" 

Janet felt her breasts crushing against his chest and she whiffed the strong 
masculine scent of him. It had been a long time since a man had held her in 
his arms.. .and she was surprised how good it felt! She let him bundle her 
up to him, and tilted her face back for the kiss she knew was coming. True 
to his words, she felt herself to be beautiful.. . "the prettiest thing he 
had ever seen". . .she wasn't just somebody's mother.. .she was a woman.. .a 
woman who could inspire such obvious desire in a very attractive young man 
at that. 

Ray's kiss came quickly, and his lips were harder and more brutal than she 
had expected. Simultaneously, his hand slipped under her arm and cupped one 
large softly trembling breast with a firmness that completely caught her off 
guard. He was going much too fast.. .she thought, suddenly panicking.. .a 
kiss was one thing.. .but this.. . ! His tongue shot into her mouth, prying 
between her suddenly clenched teeth, and Janet began to squirm to shake 
loose his intimate embrace. She was surprised when he held her fast. She 
could feel his chest heaving, his breath coming in uneven gasps, as he 
ground his mouth hungrily onto hers.. .his hand moving insistently upon her 
breast as he looked for and found her nipple. 

Through the material of her dress he caught it between thumb and forefinger 
and began to manipulate it. He seemed to be in a frenzy of lust, and Janet 
felt totally unprepared for it. What she had expected was a slow and quiet 
interlude.. .kissing and perhaps a little more.. .and then perhaps the next 
day.. .But this was much more than she had bargained for. She struggled 
vainly, not really wanting to make a scene about it.. . after all, she 
wasn't going to be raped.. .or was she?. . .She wanted to be civilized about 
the whole thing.. .but he was making it very difficult! She was reminded of 
the time in high school when she had been with Sam Brooke in his old 
jalopy.. .he had acted much the same way, and she had to jump out of the car 
to quiet him down. It occurred to her that Ray might not have been with many 
women.. .perhaps he just didn't know.. .She supposed that he was not more 
than 20 or 21 years old at the most. 

The thought of his young age, plus the continued pressure on her steadily 
stiffening nipple, suddenly caused a violent thrill to spread through her. 
Ray's tongue raced around her mouth wetly, and she could hardly catch her 
breath. God, he was nothing but a baby! she thought.. . I could show him.. 
.probably teach him a lot about love-making.. .about just how I like it! The 
very lewdness of this thought caused another tremor of desire to fill 
Jimmy's mother's body, and blindly, she thrust her tongue out, returning the 
younger boy's kiss, thrust for thrust. His tongue skewered in and out, and 
his hand moved harder and harder on her breast. She felt it fumbling up 
between them, trying to get into the material, and then its warmth and then 
his warmth was against her naked skin. Her thirty-six C cup breasts rose and 
fell with her breathing, and the two smooth orbs enveloped his hand in their 
satiny softness. Janet felt her breasts burning with excitement, in fact her 
whole body felt overcome with desire. But when Ray suddenly released her 
mouth from his, she gasped out, "Oh Ray, not so fast!" 

But he only hurriedly removed his jacket murmuring "Why not?" and returned 
to the intimate exploration of Janet's breasts. His body ground against 
hers, and Janet felt something snap inside her. A perverse pleasure created 
by this brash young man's harsh manipulations began to expand within her. 
The feel of Ray's tongue in her mouth was horrible.. .blunt and hard, and 
somehow too wet, and yet, it was strangely wonderful! It was getting more 
and more wonderful each second! Ray's fingers gave her exposed right nipple 
a teasing twist. 

"Oooooooh!" she groaned pitifully, but this odd combination of pleasure and 
pain conspired to make her want more of the same. She was enjoying the fact 
that there was not time to think of the consequences of what was happening. 
He was much too strong for her, much too young and attractive. She felt a 
dizziness swirling through her bloodstream, caused by both the strong 
martini she had drunk, and the piercing sensation created by Ray's fingers 
on her large berry-like nipple. Below where her legs were tightly drawn 
together upon the couch, Janet began to feel a definite twitch in the moist 
split that formed the junction of her full, cream-white thighs. She could 
feel her clitoris begin to twitch slightly as her golden hair-covered pussy 
became filled with aching anticipation. 

As though sensing this, Ray's hand dropped to the top of her thigh, and she 
felt it slowly rising, pushing her skirt upward, crawling along and tracing 
rippling feelings of desire upward on her leg. 

Her lips felt raw and sore, still tormented by his tongue, and teeth, and 
now, Ray began to nibble at her earlobe. 

"No, no.. .no, no.. . . " she said softly.. . "Oh.. .no.. .Ray, we mustn't.. 
.not like this.. .no! 

A tremendous shudder racked Janet's entire body as she heard him reply 
directly into her ear. "I want you baby.. .Real bad!" 

Wasn't this what she had wanted.. .to be wanted? Did any woman want more 
than this? In the hesitant moment that followed, Ray's hand worked upward 
beneath her skirt, and swiftly mounted to touch the soft mound of pubic hair 
lying beneath her panties. Janet uttered a little cry as his middle finger 
slipped under the elastic leg-band of her panties, and parting the soft 
flesh of her blonde pubic hair, teased up into the wetness of her pussy. 

"Open up a little more honey.. .open up!" 

Janet for a brief instant had a vision of her mother and what the elderly 
woman would think of her wantonness, and then she let herself go completely. 
She parted her thighs wider at the young student's comment, and Ray worked 
his entire hand down between her parted legs, pushing aside the soft 
material of the crotch band of her nylon panties in the process. The sound 
reached Janet's ears, but now her head was back across the sofa, her blonde 
hair loosening from its neatness, her eyes fluttering back up into the lids. 

"Ooooooohhh!" she cried out.. .Ooooh!" turning in toward him as she felt the 
young boy's fingers playing with her secret sensitive cunt flesh. It felt so 
obscene.. .and yet.. .so good! She moaned and for the first time responded 
with her entire body to Ray's advances.. .Pushing up from the sofa, she 
flattened herself against him, feeling the younger man start a back and 
forth fingerfucking motion along the gently throbbing edges of her cunt 
lips. 

"Oohhh.. .God.. . ! " She felt his whole arm spreading her legs still wider, 
playing with them on the couch. She knew that if anyone could have seen her 
from across the room they would have had a splendid vision of her stockinged 
calves, and upward her widespread thighs, with Ray's hand rummaging so 
intensely in her wet vibrating pussy. Unaccountably, she suddenly wanted him 
to take her then and there.. .right there on the couch.. .before another 
second had passed, and she ground her hips up a little as if to invite him 
to do so. Ray bunched his fingers together, and letting the little one take 
the lead slid down between the moist folds, through the pink shell like 
tissues of her quivering pussy, and finding the small oval opening he was 
looking for, slid them up, swiveling them around as he did so like a giant 
cork screw, teasingly entering and opening her cunt mouth wide. 

"AAAAaaaaah!" Janet felt her cuntal juices flowing hotly around the boy's 
fingers.. .her vagina began to contract wildly against the moving planes of 
his fingernails.. .she could feel his first joints buckling under and 
rubbing against the smooth, wet sidewalls of her cunt, pushing and turning, 
spiraling upward. 

"Where's the bedroom?. . . . " Ray panted into her ear, finishing his words 
with a wet lick of his tongue which made her feel even hotter down between 
her legs. 

Ray waited impatiently for her to answer, and then smoothing his fingers 
around inside Janet's tightly clinging vagina, he gently withdrew them. They 
made a small wet slippery noise and Ray surreptitiously wiped his hand along 
the fabric of Janet's dress, ending the gesture with a caress of her widely 
spread legs. 

"Come on," he urged, breathing down into her face. He could tell she was 
ready.. .more than ready in fact to do anything he might want her to do. He 
really hadn't expected it to be so easy.. .but he was glad it was.. .ever 
since his old girl Sandy had quit him, he'd been without a steady, and he 
felt he was the type of man who needed a girl, he always needed to have one 
handy. As he looked down at Janet's beautiful face, he realized that she was 
just perfect. She was built like a brick shit house, to put it bluntly, and 
she had a face like an angel.. .what a combination! His prick loomed hot and 
heavy, wanting to feel the warm insides of this older woman and he longed to 
see her entirely naked, to hear her groaning like a bitch in heat beneath 
him, God, he was going to fuck her good! 

". . .In.. .there.. . . " Janet breathlessly whispered. She sat up a little 
on the sofa, feeling a bit foolish, and wondering if she was really going to 
go through with this whole thing right now. It would have been a different 
thing if he had just taken her there.. .no time to think.. .but now she 
didn't know. She felt cold air up between her legs and she primly pulled her 
skirt down. Ray was standing up beside her, and she could see that he had a 
raging hard-on. She felt embarrassed about having been such a push-over, and 
wished that she could do something to counteract this impression. But it was 
too late for that she realized, as Ray, his features contorted by passion, 
pulled her up from the sofa. 

"In here?" he asked, leading her along. 

"No not there.. .that's my daughter's room." 

"Oh," Ray replied, taking the left hand door, with Janet reluctantly 
following behind into the other dark bedroom. He was thinking of Cindy, 
Janet's daughter and he remembered hearing that the girl was 13 years old. 
Janet had another kid too, he recalled.. .a boy away at school. He wondered 
just exactly how old Janet was anyway.. . . 

Once in the darkness of the room, Janet relaxed somewhat. The familiar 
surroundings comforted her, although the large double bed loomed grayly in 
the corner, and she felt funny about the idea that she was actually going to 
go to bed with a stranger! After all, she had only seen Ray in the lobby of 
the apartment building and in the elevator . . . and at that only a few 
times. She hardly knew him.. .although she had been seeing him for nearly 
three months now. She used to see him with a girl, she remembered, and as 
the young boy pressed her into his arms, she mentally compared herself to 
the young girl, who she thought must have been his steady girl, Ruth. 
Unconsciously, she strove to compete with her, to better her, as Ray's tall 
slender body pressed against her. 

Feeling the entire length of him made her legs feel trembling and weak, and 
she clung to him, throwing her arms around his neck. He bent slightly, and 
placing his hands beneath the firm, full cheeks of her buttocks, pulled her 
entire pelvis forward to meet his. Janet could feel the distinct outline of 
his thick, lean young cock pressing upward against her belly, and at first 
she was shocked by its size. Then the idea dawned on her that he was so 
big.. .that this huge pulsating pole of male flesh was soon going to be 
fucking up inside her, made her groan and grind her belly hard into his. 

In the bedroom, Ray seemed much gentler than he had been outside, and Janet 
was grateful for this. She could feel her excitement mounting again. His 
hands teasingly manipulating and stretching apart the warm cheeks of her 
buttocks, and Janet realized that no one had ever done that to her before. 
This young man had ideas of his own, and she was no longer so sure that she 
had anything much to teach him. 

"Ohhh baby.. . ! " he groaned.. . "Baby". . .he was walking over to the bed, 
and before she knew it, he was sitting upon it, and she was standing before 
him, between his spread legs. He burrowed his face into her belly and began 
to kiss her stomach through her dress. She squirmed a bit and grew 
embarrassed a bit as his mouth moved steadily down into the softness of her 
cunt. Groaning slightly, she drew his head upward, and gazing down into his 
face, only dimly visible in the room with blinds drawn, and heard his 
murmur, "Take it off.. . ! " 

With chills running through her, Janet obeyed. It felt good to do as she was 
told, and slowly peeled off the tight fitting dress, pulling it over her 
head. Her hair came completely undone and fell freely to her shoulders, and 
she stood there, clad only in her half-slip, panties, her garter belt and 
stockings, with Ray clasping her thighs to him, and beginning to massage her 
buttocks again. 

"BBBeautiful.. .beautiful.. . . " she muttered. 

Janet shivered. She was cold. Her full, firm breasts were studded with 
goose-bumps, and the big round nipples contracted as much from the chill in 
the room as from her keen excitement. She felt him roll down her slip and he 
helped her step out of it. Holding on to his head she focused her glazed 
eyes on a spot on the bedroom wall. The plaster was cracked there.. .she 
would have to have it repaired soon, before the winter really got heavy. 

Then he was rolling down her panties, and his hands now moving rapidly all 
over her, examining every portion of her body. 

She felt completely at his mercy, but completely and totally willing to let 
her body know the pleasures that this young neighbor boy might be able to 
give her. 

"Oh, hurry.. .she thought.. .hurry!" 

"Get on the bed, honey.. . . " he said, "I'm gonna leave those things on 
because they're so pretty.. .and they don't get in the way anyhow!" 

Janet got onto the bed, sitting upon it and curling her legs up under her. 
She thought she detected a slight southern accent in his voice, now that 
they were in the bedroom. His speech had grown slurred and she felt an odd 
new excitation as she watched him undress. Her garter belt and stockings 
felt very much as if they would be in the way, and she wanted to take them 
off, but she decided against it, since he liked them on her so much! 

Ray turned to her after removing his shorts. His enormous boyish cock stood 
straight out before him, quivering a bit in anticipation. Its thick contours 
bulged before her eyes, and she saw him smile a little when she gasped at 
the frightening appearance of it. 

"It won't hurt you, baby.. . . "he announced, "On the contrary.. .Kneel up." 

"What?" she asked. 

"I said kneel up honey.. .backwards!" Ray leaned forward and helped her into 
the position he had in mind. 

"But.. .but.. .I" Janet found herself kneeling on all fours on the bed, her 
buttocks lewdly up in the air facing the young man she'd only invited in for 
a drink. She wanted to scream, to scramble up and run away.. .to order him 
out of her house.. .but somehow, she could do none of these things. She 
remained completely silent, afraid to contemplate what strange thing would 
happen next. 

Behind her, the boy held his big cock in his hands. He was panting a little 
bit, and smiling with delight at the beautiful sight of her pale buttocks 
waving in the air before him. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her 
entire body backward toward the edge of the bed, enjoying a tremendous 
feeling of power as he manipulated her lightweight form. Then he walked up 
slower to her, and placed the thick tip of his cock between the full rounded 
moon cheeks of her behind. He pushed down until he found the area he wanted, 
and feeling it slip between the warm, trembling flesh, touched at the 
opening of her pulsing vagina. 

"Oh!" Jimmy's mother squirmed and tried to move away. But Ray only held her 
back, pushing the hugeness of the swollen head of his penis harder between 
the lips of her widespread buttocks. 

"Oh No!" she cried, trying once more to kneel away, cringing her buttocks 
tight together as she could. But she felt his hard hands close around her 
thighs, his fingers digging harshly into her tender flesh, right there above 
the top of her stockings. She felt humiliated by this strange act he was 
making her perform. Certainly it had no correspondence in any experience she 
had ever had, and it had little relation to love-making as she knew it. She 
had never thought to find herself in such a lewd position. The hugeness of 
his cock was trying to force its way into her, and she just as desperately 
tried to keep in out. She could feel it large and round, like a large pole 
between her legs.. . .It was enormous. Far bigger than it had appeared 
before, now that it was trying to get into her. She could never take it all 
in, she thought Never! 

"I can't.. .It's too big!" she cried back to him. 

"Not if you help me!" Ray answered, grunting forward. His cock was stuck 
directly between her legs.. . .It was enormous and could feel the small, 
long un-used cuntal opening stretching around its head.. .but it remained 
lodged and would go no further. 

"Move your hips, hon.. .come on.. .shake 'em!" His hands dug into the tops 
of her thighs again, so hard this time that tears sprang to her eyes.. 
.Anything to get it over she thought, and never again! 

"OOOh!" she groaned as this time the blunt throbbing head pushed onto the 
tight elastic opening of her besieged pussy. Janet bit her lip at the pain, 
and tried to keep from screaming. She felt him begin working against the 
tight pink cuntal lips, his huge male cock parting them and forcing its way 
inside the restricting ring of her vaginal mouth. She felt almost as if she 
was a virgin.. .she hadn't known that penises grew that big, except in the 
most unusual cases. And now here she was, the mother of two children 
kneeling like a helpless virgin to this young boy's forced entry. Suddenly 
there was a great stretching feeling, and then she felt her thighs being 
separated by Ray's hands. Simultaneously, he gave a great push, and his 
long, thick cock slithered high up into her throbbing cunt, burning its way 
in like a giant hot poker. The heavy weight of his hips crushed against her 
buttocks as his hardened cock sunk all the way up to the hilt. 

"Aaaaaaargh!" She felt like she was strangling. Every inch of her vagina was 
filled with hot searing pain. She struggled a bit and tried to lift herself 
away from his impaling cock, but no matter which way she moved the hardened 
shaft sunk even deeper. 

Behind her, Ray gasped and panted with acute delight. Slowly he began to 
fuck into her, feeling her low groans of pain bit by bit turn to moans of 
pleasure. Her cunt grasped against his cock like a tightly closed fist and 
as it grew wetter and wetter, he began to jiggle her hips back up his groin 
by lifting her entire rear-end up with his hands. With detached depravity, 
he used the whole of her belly for the pleasure of his engorged prick.. .and 
Janet was completely unaware of the fact that she, as Janet Castle, had 
little to do with this weird lovemaking. But instead of being put off by 
this, once the pain subsided, Janet felt the beginnings of a new, evil kind 
of pleasure. She was being fucked! For the first time in her life, the 
reality of that forbidden four letter word was clear to her.. .and she found 
that she liked it! 

"Oh.. .God.. . . " she breathed suddenly.. . "I really like it!" 

"I'll bet!" Ray grunted, pushing even harder into her possessively clenching 
pussy. Gritting his teeth, he would skewer without mercy in and out of her 
uptilted pussy, taking long hard lunges that involved every muscle of his 
sinewy body. 

"Christ, you've got a tight cunt to have two kids.. . . " He barked out 
"Yeah!" 

She had begun to salaciously grind her hips back at him, to subtly move her 
body in such a way as to create even a greater friction between their cock 
and cunt. He reached forward and grabbed onto her breasts, holding on to 
them as though they were handles, pulling her back, pushing her forward. 

Janet had never felt anything like it in her life. She was soaring.. 
.completely beyond herself. Her eyes opened and closed in a hopeless daze of 
passion. Her nylon stockings were being shredded by the harsliness of the 
boy's lean young thighs as they bruised up against the backs of her legs. 
But she didn't care. The wide stretched moons of her open buttocks slapped 
lewdly against his groin as his fleshy cock moved relentlessly forward, 
moving beyond the soft resistance of her deep inner tight passage. His long 
thick cock became like a piston, a machine, a wooden staff churning butter.. 
.the wet pink folds of her gasping pussy glistened wetly around his 
tormenting instrument with each new shattering blow of its engorged head. 

Jimmy's mother had completely forgotten the lewd image of her humiliating 
position, in fact, she longed to be humiliated even more. She wanted more 
and more of this delicious fucking.. .this cock that reached deeper into her 
body than anyone had ever been before, seemingly releasing a totally new 
current of desire! All that mattered to her now was the delightfully obscene 
pleasure in her loins. 

"Oooohhh! Oh.. .Oooohh!" her voice wailed on and on, filling the dark 
bedroom with its plaintive sound. Her body writhed and twitched 
uncontrollably as her ecstasy grew. The loud snaking sound of his hips 
against her naked buttocks attained a perfect rhythm. That rhythm was the 
key that unlocked her entire insides. She felt like she was being ripped 
apart. A door was opening and everything inside her was flying out. Her body 
became something animal, something no longer akin to Janet Castle. Her legs 
grew stiff, and instead of folding up under her, gained new strength to pull 
back against the invading young cock that plundered the wide stretched 
crevice of her vagina. She could feel his testicles slapping against the 
backs of her thighs, and every inch of his cock.. .every delicious 
centimeter ! 

And then it was happening.. .like a tumultuous earthquake inside her, she 
felt like she was being thrown from a window but instead of fear, an acute 
pleasure of the same intensity filled her.. .it was a roller coaster 
sensation.. . . The Cyclone at Coney Island. 

"Oooooooooh, do it, do it, dooooooo itttttt tooo meee!" I'm cumming, I'm 
cummingg!" she cried out, begging, gasping, crying, tears flying from her 
eyes as her streaming vagina convulsed hotly around the youth's surging 
prick. 

"Christ!" Ray thought.. .Look at her go!" Below him, her entire buttocks 
trembled, and his cock was being caught in a gyrating tornado as his hot, 
scalding jism spurted from somewhere far away! His prick fucked on harder 
into her orgasm, and sweat poured from his body down onto her hollowing 
back. 

"I'm doing it baby.. .I'm doing it!" he screamed down at her. "Hold on, here 
I come!" 

Holding on to her breasts as if for dear life, he let loose the full blast 
of his sperm, sending it shooting and ricocheting against Jimmy's mother's 
climaxing cervix. Spurred on by the sudden wetness, the walls of her cunt 
clasped and unclasped around his spurting cock, sucking at it and draining 
it dry. 

"OOOOOOoooooooooooooohhhhh.. . . " she sobbed, her knees finally giving 
away, sending her collapsing upon the bed, skidding on her breasts and chin. 
"Ohhh.. .God!" 

Ray's heavy form followed hers, crushing her into the bed, his spent cock 
twitching slightly within the deep set hole of her sperm-flooded pussy. He 
felt dazed and elated by his good fortune. 

"You and me honey.. . . " he thought to himself.. . "We make a good team!" 

 CHAPTER 3 

Carolyn Jonah sat disconsolately in her room in the teachers' quarters. Her 
room was austere down to the last detail, but she reserved for herself only 
the luxury of her books. Bookshelves that she had had made herself, planning 
a long stay at the school, mounted high toward the ceiling of the otherwise 
almost empty room. She often liked to think of herself as a female monk.. 
.and in fact had considered for a time entering some kind of religious 
order. But try as she might, she just couldn't work up enough enthusiasm for 
religion to cloister herself in its jealous embrace. 

So she had chosen teaching.. .passing on some of her love of literature to 
youngsters.. .it had seemed so noble when she first conceived of the idea. 
It still did seem so, except for the last few weeks, that is. 

Stretching out on her bed, Carolyn recalled her last encounter with young 
Jimmy. She felt utterly and totally ashamed. Even since that afternoon 
behind the desk the boy had been looking at her with the same complete look 
of ardent desire. She had tried to disguise his expression to herself by 
calling it other things, but there was really no getting around it.. .What 
she, through some tragic lapse of awareness had allowed to happen, had no 
doubt marked the boy for life. What on earth could she do about it? What was 
worse, she had noticed no let up of her own strong feelings toward him, 
after the strange event that had taken place between them, on the contrary, 
she had found that his most adult expressions now caused her loins to tingle 
deliciously and wickedly, as though what had passed between them had been 
the lovemaking of two adults. 

How could she allow herself such thinking? Carolyn turned over restlessly on 
her narrow bed. Her buxom breast pressed hard into the uncomfortable 
mattress, and she could feel the stiffness of her nipples. They were almost 
always hard these days.. .and her breasts felt swollen with an unquenched 
desire. A strong bitterness overcame her once more as it occurred to her 
that it was John's fault.. .every miserable thing that was happening to her 
now was John's fault.. .her wrecked life.. .yes . . . she thought, tears 
springing to her eyes.. .it's wrecked.. .I'm a frustrated sick old maid at 
twenty-four ! That bastard John! 

Carolyn allowed herself the sublime comfort of crying.. .something she 
rarely did, no matter how depressed or upset she became, but now everything 
just seemed too much for her.. .she had already gone too far, trespassed 
upon too many rules to return to any kind of normal existence. Her full hips 
trembled, her shoulders shook as sob after sob wracked her well proportioned 
figure, until finally completely cried out, she rose, her normally clear 
blue eyes reddened and swollen, the bedspread soaked by her tears. 

"This is ridiculous!" she said.. . "Just ridiculous.. .I've just got to get 
hold of myself.. .I've just got to, that's all!" She went over to her radio 
and turned it on to her favorite FM station, waiting until the mellifluous 
music filled the room before beginning to undress. She removed her sensible 
brown dress and clad only in her slip went to the closet and donned her long 
warm green bathrobe. Her dark hair fell softly to her shoulders and after a 
few more moments of humming the Brahms Symphony to herself, she went into 
the bathroom and splashed water on her face, following it with a skin 
freshener that made her almost feel completely normal again. 

"Oh, that's much better!" she said to herself, returning to the sitting 
room. "Much better!" 

She sat down in front of the radio and began to scan her bookshelves. 
Usually when things looked darkest, she was able to glean some kind of 
reassurance from her books. This time would be no exception, she felt, even 
though the old tingling was returning.. .that funny weak feeling in her 
lower belly that made her fight to keep from rubbing her long sinuous thighs 
together. 

Way up on the top shelf she spotted a title.. . "Young American Poets." 

It was a book she had just bought recently at the bookshop in town, and she 
had barely scanned its pages. Some good poetry might be soothing, she 
thought.. .reaching up to take down the slim red volumn. Sitting back down, 
Carolyn tried to imagine a roaring fire in the somber chill of her little 
room, and opened the book in front of her. 

I will leave on the wings of a cloud as i drifted here leaf falling over 
leaf when we were together we never were alone again after catching your 
shadow in the room of my eyes trying was so easy to try 

The words leapt from the page, and Carolyn suppressed a shiver. For the 
first time in her life she had read something that captured something of 
what she had felt with John.. . To her surprise, she saw that the author of 
the poem's name was John too, although the last names were certainly not the 
same. Her John had hardly been a poet.. .and yet, there had been something 
about him.. .When they were together it was just like the poem.. .and that 
part about trying.. .yes, it certainly was easy to try.. .Carolyn let her 
mind wander back to the happiest times she had known with her young lover, 
without letting the final ending of their romance cloud her vision. Yet, was 
. . . and were.. .were clearly the very important words in the poem.. .and 
hadn't she drifted from that "was" to here.. . ? 

* * * 

The next morning, Carolyn felt considerably better. She felt completely able 
to face the day, to cope with her classes, and even to cope with seeing 
Jimmy again. Something about finding the poem last night had given her 
courage. After all, her emotions were not singular.. .they were universal.. 
.and there was at least one young man in the world who had shared some of 
what she herself had felt, and had cared enough to write about it! She 
entered her first period English class with a new assurance, chin lifted 
high, and ready to whip the lazy class back into shape. Recently, she had 
been much too lenient with them.. .She would get them to writing poems 
almost immediately, she thought.. .it would be good for them. 

Carolyn had thought she was prepared for everything, but she wasn't prepared 
for the fact that the fourth seat in the second row would be empty. 

Where was Jimmy? The other boys in the class informed her that he was in the 
infirmary with an undetermined illness, and Carolyn conducted the remainder 
of the class in a worried stupor. Immediately after it was over, she rushed 
to the infirmary, her high heels clacking along the marble floors of the 
corridors. Some of the older boys turned as she passed, enjoying the 
considerably entertaining view of her high hipped, jiggling buttocks as they 
hurriedly swayed down the hall toward the sick room. Some of them made 
obscene gestures to themselves and others contented themselves with 
unformed, lewd thoughts that were all the more interesting because of their 
vagueness. 

Carolyn chastised herself over and over on her way as she hurried along. It 
was all her fault, no doubt.. . the boy had probably had some kind of 
collapse.. .all due to what she had done to him! God, what could she do to 
make everything alright.. .to make it as if nothing had ever happened? 

As she flung open the door to the infirmary, she had an idea.. .she would 
have to talk to him.. .freely and like an adult about life.. .about the way 
the world was.. .about the mistake that had happened between them.. .yes 
that was the only way out of the whole mess. 

The hatchet-faced nurse stood up defensively as Carolyn entered the room. 

"YES?" she asked, huffily, scanning Carolyn's face, her figure, and 
inspecting her shoes while she was at it. 

"You.. .you have a boy here.. .Jimmy Castle.. .I believe.. .can you tell me 
what's wrong with him.. .I mean how is he.. .he missed his class today.. . . 
" 

"There is nothing wrong with Jimmy that a little discipline won't cure.. 
.says he has stomach cramps.. .but he's lying of course!" 

"May I see him.. . ? " 

"In there. . . . " The nurse pointed toward a door to the rear. "You can see 
that nothing's wrong with him!" she almost shouted, as Carolyn started 
toward the door. "He'll be back in class tomorrow.. .needs a good spanking.. 
. . " she added under her breath. 

The night before, Jimmy had finally fallen asleep after staying awake for 
what seemed like hours. He had been indulging himself in one of his favorite 
pastimes, mentally undressing Miss Jonah. His cock had stood up stiff and 
hard, and he had massaged it tenderly and finally with a frantic fervor at 
the continued revelations his imagination brought to him. He could see Miss 
Jonah naked doing almost anything.. .from teaching the class, to holding his 
cock, to stroking him.. .and then somehow, they would do it together.. . .He 
knew that Miss Jonah wanted to.. .He hardly dared reveal this startling fact 
to himself, but deep down he knew. In the morning he had awakened feeling 
groggy and disturbed. The tension of the past days was beginning to tell on 
him. The stomach cramps had started just after breakfast.. .where he had 
been forced by the overseeing teacher to consume everything that was on his 
plate. The school did not tolerate waste.. .but more than the waste, it was 
discipline of eating what was put before one that mattered. By the time 
breakfast was over, his stomach had been killing him, and despite efforts to 
persuade him to the contrary, he had insisted upon going to the infirmary. 

Now, lying in the semi-dark room, he opened his eyes slowly and thought he 
was dreaming again. But it was real. It was really Miss Jonah coming to see 
him. Her beige wool dress made her seem softer than usual, and the tender 
smile upon her lips brought joy to Jimmy's heart. Instantly he felt blood 
surging to the tiny capillaries of his penis, and his stomach cramps were 
all but forgotten. 

"Jimmy.. .how are you feeling?" She stood hesitantly beside the young boy's 
bed, aware of the nurse lingering just outside the door, and feeling 
overwhelmingly guilty. 

"Much better now.. .thank you!" Jimmy replied. 

"Good . . . " Miss Jonah paused. "Jimmy.. .I think you and I should have a 
little talk.. .don't you?" 

"Yes, Miss Jonah.. . . " Jimmy replied dutifully. Oh, yes, he thought.. 
.anything to be alone with you again.. .anything! 

"Fine.. .then.. .shall we say this afternoon at 3:30.. .providing you're 
feeling well that is.. .The music room is empty at that time and that is 
your study period.. .we would be able to discuss . . . uh everything." 

"OH, yes.. .yes," Jimmy answered quickly, afraid from Miss Jonah's hesitant 
tone that she would change her mind any second. 

But she didn't. "Fine then!" she said, starting again toward the door, 
feeling relieved that some decision had been made, some definite action was 
going to be taken. 

"I'll see you later on then.. . . " she called from the doorway. 

"Yes.. .Jimmy called after her.. . . "I'll be prompt.. .don't worry!" 

His hand flew down beneath the rough army style blanket where the hot 
swollen rod of his cock trembled with secret anticipation. 

* * * 

The music room was deserted, and Jimmy sat entranced in one of the desks in 
front of which stood an empty music stand. There was a small stage in the 
room for performances with a grand piano in the center of it. The last rays 
of the winter afternoon sunshine shone brilliantly in through the big 
windows, and outside the bare branches of the big oak trees of the school 
campus shook in the strong November wind. 

Miss Jonah entered the room a few seconds later. Jimmy noticed that she 
seemed out of breath as though she had been running.. .and when she turned 
to lock the door behind her, he began to get really excited. Miss Jonah had 
a small book with her, and Jimmy wondered if they were going to read again.. 
.The way they had the last time! He hoped so. But his pretty young teacher 
seemed to be preoccupied, and when she sat at a pupil's desk next to him and 
began to talk to him, all he could feel was confusion. She had prefaced her 
remarks by saying that she thought he was intelligent enough to understand 
some things that other boys his age might not understand, and had gone on to 
discuss some man she had known long ago.. .and her feelings for him. Jimmy 
just couldn't figure out why she was telling him all this. It seemed to have 
so little to do with him, or with the wonderful sensations he felt when 
occasionally, Miss Jonah would put her hand on his while making some point 
which was particularly important to her. 

When finally she seemed to have run out of words, Jimmy urged her to go on, 
fearing that she would leave and that would be the end of the brief meeting. 

"And so, you see I want you to forget what happened the other day Jimmy.. 
.It was a mistake.. . . " she said wetting her lips nervously, "Not forget 
it forever.. .but store it away until later . . . much later, when you are 
more able to relate this to your experience in the world." 

"What?" Jimmy thought. "What does that mean.. .she wants me to forget it, 
but not to forget it.. .it doesn't make any sense at all!" Jimmy could tell 
from the way they poked against the soft material of her dress that the tips 
of Miss Jonah's breasts were all hard again. 

"Yes.. .I understand," he replied. 

Carolyn Jonah took a deep breath. She was so relieved that Jimmy seemed to 
be understanding what she was saying. It looked as if everything was going 
to be alright.. . .A feeling of elation swept over her, and pulling out the 
slender book of poems, she opened it, and re-read the poem that had moved 
her so much the night before. Since the light was rapidly failing in the 
room, and she did not want to turn on the overhead lights, she rose and went 
to the window where she could see better. 

"I wonder.. .she said, "If you would understand this poem.. .Jimmy . . . " 
she said gently. It has much to do with the things I've been saying this 
afternoon!" 

Jimmy got up and went to the window to stand beside her. Read it to me.. . . 
" he said, inhaling the heady fragrance of her nearness. 

Miss Jonah began to read, and her voice took on the same trance-like quality 
that he seemed to remember from another time. 

"I will leave on the wings of a cloud as i drifted here leaf falling over 
leaf.. . . " she began 

Jimmy thought the poem was wonderful, and his mind lingered on the first 
lines.. .they embodied that old feeling he had always had that if he could 
only try hard enough he would be able to fly. In fact he had had dreams 
about flying during which he could leave the school and go anywhere he 
wanted to. There was a special knack to it, that only he knew.. .but when he 
woke up, he had usually forgotten just what it was. 

Miss Jonah dropped her book mark, and Jimmy bent to pick it up. The sight of 
Miss Jonah's slender ankles, encased in thin transparent nylons, made him 
linger on the floor where the book mark had dropped right between her feet. 
Her high heeled pumps shone directly beside his hand, and catching his 
breath, Jimmy dared to look up. He could see directly up Miss Jonah's 
pleated skirt. The long expanse of her legs reached up, up and there at the 
end Jimmy glimpsed the dull gleam of Mrs. Jonah's nylon panties. Right there 
between her legs the soft white panties nestled close to her cunt, and Jimmy 
could even see some of the pubic hairs, wispy little lines of silk curling 
out around the edges of the elastic leg bands between her legs! She was 
standing with her legs slightly spread, and he could see just about 
everything he had always wanted to see.. .except for those panties! He 
noticed that she had stopped reading, and he called up to her.. . "Go on.. 
.please read it again, Miss Jonah!" 

Carolyn started up again. She had hardly noticed that Jimmy was still on his 
knees below her. Her mind was drifting again, and the soothing words on her 
lips took her far away to another time, when she had been happy.. .when 
trying had been easy.. .when she and John had been together. 

When Jimmy's hand closed around her ankle, she started. 

"Oh, please Miss Jonah.. .don't move . . ! just keep reading!" Jimmy called 
up fervently. Carolyn paused a moment, and then her words came tumbling out 
again. The hand on her ankle had electrified her. Racing through her 
surprised body were a million bolts Of hypnotizing lightning. She was 
soaring high somewhere reaching for some distant star. Little Jimmy's hand 
was slowly moving up along the inside of her leg. What could she do. Reason 
told her to move away.. .to simply tell him to stop.. .but other more 
complicated emotions made her stay just where she was. Her emotions were in 
a complete turmoil and she felt near hysteria.. .Yet she couldn't move. What 
Jimmy was doing was frightening.. .terrifying even.. . .But WHY COULDN'T SHE 
STOP HIM?? ? The hand moved ever upward, in a tantalizing pace, and before 
Carolyn knew what she was doing, she unconsciously spread her feet a little 
more apart to give him easier access. 

This was the only signal that Jimmy needed. Already he was centered directly 
between Miss Jonah's slightly spread legs, his nostrils inhaling the new 
wondrous quality of her personal womanly scent. His hand slipped up to the 
soft panties covered mound between Miss Jonah's legs, and without a second's 
pause, he touched her there, brushing his fingers teasingly against the 
softly curling strands of pubic hair that peeked out from under the crotch 
band of her panties. "OH!" 

Miss Jonah gasped, but still she did not move away, nor did she put up any 
kind of struggle when little Jimmy began to fumble around under her skirt 
and pulled her panties down over her hips and thighs. 

"Oh Jimmy.. .no.. .Jimmy.. .I.. .oh NO!! " She gasped out loud still without 
moving, only just a little, to almost hypnotically step out of the panties 
as they slid down around her ankles. 

"Please.. .keep reading.. .over and over.. .please!" Jimmy urged his voice 
coming in a muffled tone from beneath Miss Jonah's skirt. With terror in her 
heart, Miss Jonah continued reading, even as Jimmy's hands began to smooth 
along both her thighs, even as her resilient white buttocks were patted and 
caressed, even as his finger teased around the mouth and slid wetly up into 
her open pussy! 

Inside her something said.. . "At last.. .at last.. .someone is touching me 
there again.. .at last.. . at last!" She groaned and kept on reading, 
leaning a little against the window where the light was all but gone now, to 
support herself. She felt terribly weak, and not herself at all. Within the 
seeping pussy up under her skirt, small, boyish fingers lingered lovingly, 
inexpertly wonderfully.. .touching, investigating, sliding back and forth in 
the sticky juices that the tender bearded mouth between her legs exuded. 

"Oh, Miss Jonah!" Jimmy whispered up into her open vagina.. . . "Oh, Miss 
Jonah!" Both his hands played and teased now into the warm pubic lips above 
him, and even though it was dark under there, he could see that her pussy 
was nice.. .it was soft and wet, the lips of her cunt were throbbing and 
covered with downy fuzz that was kind of dark, darker than the hair on her 
head.. .inside, the smooth mouth of her pussy glistened in the dark.. .rosy 
pink.. .like Miss Jonah's lips. It felt funny.. .unlike anything Jimmy had 
ever felt in his life.. .except perhaps the time he had stuck his finger in 
a fresh fig in the country. Yes, Miss Jonah's pussy even looked like a fresh 
fig. He thought it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen or felt, 
and he lovingly continued his secret playing in the wet cuntal folds up 
under his teacher's skirt, keeping a sharp ear out for the little sighs that 
were coming more and more frequently as she read haltingly from her poetry 
book there by the window. 

Carolyn's clitoris throbbed hotly, her pussy pulsated as she began to grunt 
a little under the obscene pleasure of the boy's manipulations. There was 
nothing she could do now but respond to his touches. She wanted him to 
continue his fumbling between her thighs.. .actually wanted it. Her long 
frustrated pussy felt hungry for the fourteen year old's adoration! 

"Good God!" she thought hazily, "What's become of me!! ! " 

Her face had turned a deep scarlet, and her eyes were glazed over, as she 
clung to the windowsill for support. The rising sensations beneath her dress 
were almost too much for her to bear.. .they were just too wonderful.. .too 
blessedly wonderful! 

"Ooooooooooh OOOOHH OOOOhh!" she cried out. Jimmy's middle finger was 
running over her clitoris, flicking at it steadily now that he knew what 
kind of response it got. The wetness was pouring out of her now, and 
occasionally Carolyn could feel tiny drops of her vaginal fluids sliding 
down her smooth white thighs. Gasping, she felt Jimmy's busy fingers 
increase their fumbling. Her pleasure grew and grew until it was so enormous 
that she could do nothing but sputter out the beginnings of a violent 
orgasm. Waves of delirious cum-ming racked her body, releasing years of pent 
up emotions, and all the time Jimmy's fingers did just the right thing.. 
.just exactly what she wanted.. .what she needed! 

"OOOOooohhh OH Jimmy.. .OH MY IIII'MMMM cumming.. .Oh Jimmy I'm 
cummmmmminggggg!" AAAARGHRGH!" Miss Jonah's voice trailed off into 
nothingness, ending in broken sobs. Jimmy heard the book fall to the floor 
nearby. With one hand he continued to feel the raging warmth of Miss Jonah's 
dizzying orgasm, with the other he released his swollen little cock and 
holding it firmly, gave it three good tugs. That was sufficient to release a 
long spurt of boyish semen into the air, where some of it splashed against 
Miss 

Jonah's inner calves, splattering onto her thin nylon stockings. 

"OH WOW!" Jimmy thought.. . Wow!" 

 CHAPTER 4 

It was Christmas vacation, and for the first time, Jimmy left school 
reluctantly. He hated to leave Miss Jonah even for a few days, even though 
the rest of his school life consisted of one misery after another. Miss 
Jonah had allowed him the same privilege four times now.. .once a week in 
fact.. .and always they met in the music room. He found it odd that each 
time she would pretend that she was going to read poetry to him, while each 
time both of them knew that he was going to put his head up under her skirt 
and do it again. Sometimes in school during class, all he had to do was look 
at Miss Jonah, and the tips of his fingers would begin to tingle, and he 
would cum right there at his desk without doing anything else. He had taken 
to wearing a large handkerchief in front of his pants to absorb his youthful 
ejaculations. 

But now, it was time to leave, and he knew that any moment his sister Cindy 
and his mother would be arriving at the Boarding School to pick him up. He 
finished packing the small suitcase he had been given prior to his admission 
to the school, and hurried down to the great hall where the other parents 
were gathering to take the boys home. Jimmy felt sorry for some of them who 
had no one and had to stay at the school over each holiday, for the emphasis 
for the school was on boys who had lost one parent, some of them had only 
the strict environment of the school to rely upon for family. 

Jimmy stood outside, wearing the thick muffler that Cindy had knitted for 
him the previous year, and his navy blue pea jacket. He was recalling Miss 
Jonah's goodbye, only the afternoon before in their secluded meeting place, 
the music room. This time they had gone up on the stage, and while seated at 
the piano, Miss Jonah had allowed him to sit in front of her, on the pedals 
in fact and to peruse the most intimate sections of her body. Prior to 
kneeling down between her long and beautiful legs, Jimmy had touched her 
breasts through her sweater for the first time, and Miss Jonah had let his 
hands linger for a few moments on the bulbous mounds, before pushing him 
gently away.. .down.. .down toward the fire between her thighs. 

She had shyly kissed him goodbye afterward.. .on the cheek, and he had left 
the music room, with her wonderful cunt scent still on his fingers.. .a 
treasure to be hoarded until he was alone in bed that night. 

"Jimmy, darling!" Janet ran up to her son, smiling broadly. She was happier 
to see him than she had thought she would be. Actually she hadn't had much 
time to think about him recently what with Ray being around all the time 
these days. But seeing Jimmy made her feel an old pang of nostalgia for her 
long dead husband.. .Jimmy looked so much like him, and every day the 
resemblance grew. 

Jimmy turned to face his mother, and was suddenly overwhelmed by the fabric 
of her thick cloth coat, and her perfume.. .so different from Miss Jonah's.. 
.it smelled like lemons somehow.. .perhaps like lemonade. He too, had 
forgotten how much he'd missed his mother, and his thoughts of Miss Jonah 
faded into the background as he received her smooth kisses, felt her cheek 
warm against his, and then went on to receive young Cindy's hugs. Standing 
back from them, Jimmy looked with pride and a measure of surprise at his 
mother and his younger sister. He had seen them a few weeks before.. .before 
the episodes with Miss Jonah had begun, yet, he had not noticed them, 
exactly how pretty they were together. Cindy especially had grown much more 
beautiful since he had last seen her, blonde like her mother, and at 13 
looked far more grown up than she had before.. .His mother had always been 
lovely to his eyes, but now, her beauty glowed with new meaning, and Jimmy 
could scarcely take his eyes off of her as they took the long cab ride back 
into Philadelphia. 

Sitting between the two of them, Jimmy couldn't help feeling like a young 
prince. How lucky he was after all, he thought. For many years now he had 
covertly considered himself an outcast, and thought that he was probably 
destined to be unhappy all of his life, but now.. . the outlook seemed 
brighter.. .perhaps there was something to look forward to in life after 
all! The chatter of the two women revolved primarily around him, during the 
ride, as they discussed what movies they would see while he was home, and 
what wonderful dinners they would prepare. They hinted at fabulous Christmas 
presents too, and Jimmy couldn't have felt more pleased. 

"And Ray is looking forward to taking you out too---You'll have to think of 
someplace special you'd like to go with him. He knows a lot about the city!" 
Janet babbled. 

"Ray?" Jimmy asked. "Who's Ray?" 

The cab was pulling up in front of their apartment building and the reply 
was delayed while Janet paid the driver. It was a splurge she had allowed 
herself due to the fact that she had made a little extra money over the 
holidays to add to the skimpy widow's pension she received from the Dept. of 
State since Jimmy's father had been in the Army. She had been selling 
cosmetics door to door, and had found it quite easy and even fun, especially 
since people were open to buying gifts just before Christmas. 

But now as she paid, she was worrying about Jimmy's reaction to Ray.. .she 
hoped she was handling the whole thing right, but somehow she couldn't help 
being slightly worried. 

As they entered the building, she waited for Jimmy to repeat his question.. 
.which he did just as soon as they entered the elevator. 

"Who is Ray?" he said, looking inquisitively first at his mother and then at 
Cindy. 

"A friend." Janet replied. 

"He's mom's new boyfriend," Cindy offered evenly. 

"Cindy!" Janet said.. . "Really!" 

"Well, he is.. .isn't he?" Cindy asked. 

The elevator stopped at the fifth floor and they all got off. Janet was 
blushing. "Let's just say he's a friend.. .a friend of all of us.. 
.alright?" she said, fishing in her purse for the keys to the front door. 

"O.K." Cindy answered "Let's say that." She turned and smiled brightly at 
her brother. "He's okay.. .you may even like him," she said in a low voice 
so that her mother only caught the part about liking him. 

Janet decided not to say anything more about Ray until he made his 
appearance later that evening. Let him be his own goodwill ambassador, she 
figured, no sense pushing things. 

The door opened and the family trio entered, "Wow!" Jimmy exclaimed 
momentarily forgetting his interest in this new family friend. "You've 
changed everything around!" He rushed forward into the apartment which was 
gaily decorated with Christmas trimmings, although the tree hadn't yet been 
put up. 

"We thought we'd do it on Christmas Eve." Janet said.. . "so we could all 
put it up together!" 

"You got new furniture!" Jimmy exclaimed, excitedly touching the sofa and 
chairs in the living room. 

"No.. .not quite.. .just new slip covers.. . .I made them.. . Do you like 
them!" 

"Gee, they're great Mom.. .just great.. . . " Jimmy felt terribly excited 
about being home. It seemed nicer than any other time he had returned from 
school on holiday.. .perhaps, he thought, sinking blissfully into the newly 
covered easy chair.. .its because I'm growing up! His experiences at school, 
with his English teacher, certainly entitled him to consider himself more of 
a man than he had been before, he figured. And he liked that feeling.. 
.liked it very much in fact. 

It wasn't until later that evening that Ray made his appearance, and when he 
did, Jimmy had almost completely forgotten about him. 

"Hi, Jimmy," the tall, young man said, moving forward into the living room 
to greet him. Jimmy hesitantly reached his hand out to take the sandy young 
man's proffered handshake. He was very uncertain about what attitude he 
should take toward him. First of all, he had somehow expected him to be 
older.. .much older than his mother for example, and secondly, he knew that 
everyone expected him to have some kind of attitude.. .but he wasn't sure 
what it was. It made him uneasy, because he wanted to be in a position to 
choose his own reaction, so far he couldn't. 

Jimmy's mother had made a big homecoming dinner for them and when they all 
sat down to the table laden with a big roast, potatoes, vegetable and salad, 
Jimmy realized how starved for good home cooking he had been. He delved into 
the generous servings that his mother helped him to, and swallowing the 
delicious food with large glasses of milk, forgot to be thinking about Ray, 
until once, looking up from his plate, he saw that Ray and his mother were 
looking at each other.. .very curiously too. Something like a buzzer went 
off in his brain and he sensed something very familiar in the way the young 
man and his mother were acting with each other. He glanced at his sister, as 
if for confirmation that there was indeed something odd going on, and saw 
her smile sardonically back. Her look was one of "I told you so!" and Jimmy 
felt a wave of depression come over him. Throughout the rest of the meal, he 
carefully observed the young student from downstairs, and he watched his 
mother with even greater interest. She was flittering about the table like a 
bird, always making sure that everyone had what he needed, with extra 
special attentions being paid to Ray. Apparently she had purchased his 
favorite kind of beer, Lowenbrau, and had made a dinner that was one of 
Ray's favorites. They kept on looking at each other in that same way, and 
over dessert of jello, Cool-whip and homemade chocolate brownies, Jimmy 
remembered Miss Jonah. Yes, his mother was being with this guy, the same way 
Miss Jonah had been with him! He almost dropped his spoon on the floor as 
the similarity struck him. His mind grasped this fact and quickly went on to 
other speculations. Just what were they doing together? 

For the first time, he began to inspect the curvaceous contours of his 
mother's body. He had become so used to looking at Miss Jonah, that now it 
was easy to contemplate his mother's womanly form. With alarm, he realized 
that his mother's body must be exactly like his teacher's.. . .Oh of course, 
he told himself.. .you idiot.. .of course they're the same.. .only his 
mother was blonde.. .and her figure was somewhat fuller than Miss Jonah's.. 
.but, he realized.. .between her legs.. .there must lurk the same kind of 
delightful mouth.. .the same kind of pussy! Only perhaps it was a different 
color! Jimmy wondered just what color it was.. .blonde, like her hair? 
Looking back at Ray, he began to suspect that the young man was dipping his 
fingers.. .the same ones that now spooned jello so innocently into his 
mouth.. .into his mother's cunt! 

"Would you like something else, Jimmy?" Janet asked turning her attentions 
from Ray to her son. 

Jimmy looked steadily at his mother, refraining from answering for so long 
that she began to blush, and then he slowly replied, "Yes.. . . " he said 
darkly. "I'd like something else.. . . "he let his voice trail off, and then 
abruptly rose from the table. 

"Excuse me, please," he mumbled, and ignoring the worried looks everyone at 
the table gave him, he left the room. 

* * * 

Jimmy woke up with a start in the middle of the night. He had been home 
three days now, and it was two days before Christmas. 

During that time he had enjoyed getting to know his little sister better, 
finding that she was a lot smarter than he had always thought she was. But 
he had not let up on his careful observation of his mother, and daily, he 
grew more and more intrigued by her presence in the house with him, and by 
her obvious preoccupation with Ray. Jimmy decided that he didn't think much 
of Ray at all.. .he thought that his mother deserved much better.. .much 
much better.. .in fact, he couldn't even conceive of the man that he would 
deem worthy of his mother's favors. 

At first Jimmy didn't know where he was when he woke up. It had happened 
each morning now since he'd been home from school, he would wake up thinking 
he was still back there in prison! When he finally realized that he was in 
his room at home, he sighed with relief once more, but than immediately 
turned his attention to the sounds that had awakened him. The sound of the 
front door closing.. .and then muffled laughter! He remembered that he and 
Cindy had had dinner alone that evening because Ray and his mother had gone 
out to eat. That must be his mother coming back, he thought.. .but she's got 
Ray with her! 

He sat in the darkness, his ears straining to hear the least little sound, 
but he could hear nothing else. Finally, he crawled out of bed, and putting 
on a bathrobe over his pajamas, went to his door and carefully opened it a 
crack. He could hear whispering voices coming from the living room sofa from 
where he stood. His room was down the hall from the living room, and the 
hallway was dark, so he doubted that they would be able to see him, even if 
he were to step out into the hall. To be doubly safe though, he remained 
inside his room, only going so far as to stick his head out so that he could 
quite comfortably see just what they were doing. 

His heart was thudding in his chest, and he could feel the blood racing in 
his veins. He could sense that he was going to see something really 
interesting.. .something that would clear up a few questions he had had 
since he had been home! It wasn't long before his suspicions were confirmed. 

They were sitting very close on the sofa, directly centered in his line of 
vision. His mother seemed to be completely mesmerized by something that Ray 
was saying to her, and suddenly Ray said something that made her jump. He 
could see her shaking her head no.. .vigorously she kept saying no over and 
over, but Ray's hands began to rove over her half-revealed breasts. She had 
taken to wearing such clothes recently! Her reaction was instantaneous. 
Immediately, she ceased saying no, and her face became a mask of 
uncontrollable longing. Jimmy watched, fascinated, as Ray's hands slipped 
into the fabric of his mother's dress, where he cupped her large white 
breasts and began giving them a kind of massage that made her begin to moan 
softly, and let her head fall back on the sofa. 

Ray seemed to give her a command and to Jimmy's surprise, his young and 
beautiful mother suddenly spread her legs wide on the sofa. When they were 
spread completely apart, Jimmy grabbed hold of his rising cock, letting his 
fingers slide into the fly of his pajamas beneath his warm woolen robe. His 
mother's head was rolling back and forth as he watched Ray kneel down 
between her legs. She didn't seem to be wearing anything under her dress, 
for Jimmy could see a dull golden triangle at the junction of her thighs, 
just as Ray's head blocked his enchanting vision. 

He held his prick in his fingers, nimbly running them up and down the full 
length of it. Pulling the foreskin way back, its red blood-filled head 
strained and pulsed tantalizingly. 

"OH MOM!" he whispered to himself. 

Janet's large breasts heaved and trembled, as Ray reached up and pulled the 
loose material of her dress down, freeing their naked fullness to his 
vision, and unbeknownst to both of them, Janet's young son. The stiff, 
rubbery nipples stood up high and hard, and kneeling in between her spread 
legs, he could easily lean forward and suck upon them. Then his face began 
to move down along her belly, where he pressed his cheek into the fabric of 
her skirt. Beneath, he could feel her torso and stomach quivering gently. 
She moaned out his name, knowing that he was about to lick her between her 
legs. She had never let him do it before, although he had asked her several 
times. Somehow she'd always been too embarrassed. But tonight, what with the 
nice smooth brandy Alexander's they'd had at that new nightclub on Bryant 
Street, and the realization that he wanted to so badly.. .well, she just had 
to give in. She'd been thinking about it anyway for a few days and the more 
she thought about it, the more she wanted to try it. This would be the first 
time! Already she could feel the stirrings of an unprecedented lust riding 
in her groin. Her tender cunt lay beneath her dress, completely exposed, for 
she had taken to wearing no underwear at all, at Ray's request. Sometimes, 
he just liked to stick his hand up her skirt and fondle her unprotected 
vagina, without letting it go much further. She shivered now a little at the 
memory of the time he had told her that this made him feel that she was 
completely his! God, how she wanted to be his! Even though the children were 
sleeping in the nearby rooms, it didn't dull the desire she had to please 
him.. .and more, to let him please her! 

"Oh, Ray, darling.. . . " she cooed, "Darling.. . . " as she felt his lips 
upon her knee. 

He was planting soft wet kisses all along the inside of her thighs.. .going 
back and forth from one to the other. Looking down she could see her pushed 
up skirt, and the top of his head as he busily continued upward. Hotly his 
tongue flicked out, tracing along the most sensitive part of her upper legs. 
She writhed beneath his caresses and passion rapidly fogging her mind, her 
hands reached down to clutch at his sandy colored hair. Abruptly, she pulled 
him forward, feeling the warmth of his breath upon her soft glistening 
pussy. 

Jimmy couldn't believe his eyes. Was Ray really going to kiss his mother up 
between her legs? In all the time he had manipulated the sweet fragrant 
depths of Miss Jonah, he had never thought of that.. .he wondered now, if 
Miss Jonah would have let him.. .and the thought that she probably would.. 
.probably will, he corrected himself, when he got back to school. But the 
prospect of Miss Jonah's darker haired pussy was nowhere near as interesting 
to him now as the keen delight he was feeling in his young 14 year-old penis 
as he contemplated his mother's golden cunt. He couldn't see it all now, 
that creep Ray was in the way.. .but he could tell well enough what was 
going on alright, and it was exciting as hell! He was surprised that instead 
of feeling acutely jealous, the way he might have thought, that the erotic 
value of his spying completely overcame all objections he had to Ray as a 
person. He was merely an object.. .only a means that enabled him to find out 
new and wonderful things about his mother! 

Janet's fingers ached from tugging on Ray's hair, and Ray was vaguely aware 
of the pair, but he was so near now, and she obviously wanted him to 
continue, so he stuck out his tongue, parting the blonde pubic hair below 
Jimmy's mother's quivering belly, and let the slightly raspy flat plane of 
it envelope the soft interior of her naked pussy. 

"AAAAAAAAAAH!! ! Oh Ray.. .my love!" Janet pulled his face forward into her 
straining pussy, feeling the rapturous sensation caused by his now rapidly 
flicking tongue. Her belly rose rapidly up and down and her whole body 
trembled as Ray's hands spread her legs still wider, and his tongue slid 
more and more insistently among the soft sensitive folds of her exposed 
cunt. 

"Oh, honey.. .do it.. . do it!" she muttered, completely lost in the 
wonderful new feeling down between her legs. How could she ever have dreamed 
it would feel this good!! ! The soft cushiony flesh between her hair-lined 
cunt lips was spread wide apart exposing the moist coral insides from her 
jumping clitoris to the moistly pulsating opening of her vaginal slit to the 
soft but powerful strokes of her young lover's tongue. 

How could he have learned so many things, she wondered.. .he's so much 
younger than I and I've never done anything like this! It was marvelous to 
be the recipient of his knowledge and even now, Janet felt grateful to him 
for this new searing contact. Her long slender legs stretched outward, 
tensed by passion, and she began to move them slowly in and out so that the 
soft yielding flesh of her inner thighs closed and opened against the sides 
of Ray's face. She could hear him growling down there as he continued the up 
and down flicking motions of his tongue. Then he took the softly throbbing 
tissues of her pussy in between his pursed lips and began to suck. Oh, God, 
she thought wildly.. .oh suck it.. .suck it.. .what delicious sucking! 

Her lips began to move up and down to meet his mouth, grinding the entire 
open slit of her cunt up against his mouth. This added pressure nearly drove 
her crazy, and she groaned with pleasure, her face reflecting the agony of 
her excitement. 

The obscene sucking noise coming from his mother's open cunt reached Jimmy's 
ears very clearly, and instantly his cock began to shoot off a surprisingly 
long stream of cum. The swirling sensation of his orgasm was so intense that 
he almost fell to the floor, and had to hurriedly support himself against 
the door jamb with one hand. Crazy zigzagging pinpoints of pleasure emanated 
from his aching prick as he beat his fist against his groin, prolonging the 
climax to the last degree. 

"Far out!" he mumbled, completely out of breath. With astonisliment, he 
looked back at the lewdly groaning couple on the sofa and saw his mother's 
beautifully rounded breasts jiggling on the outside of her dress, Ray's 
hands grasping the nipples and twisting her scissoring widespread legs. It 
occurred to Jimmy that he looked the way a wild dog did who had gotten hold 
of the world's last bone, and this thought, was enough to start the life 
pumping back into his deflated little penis. His cock felt harder and bigger 
than it had ever been, and Jimmy thought that it must be growing rapidly, 
especially since it had had so much exercise recently! 

He could see waves of passion whipping at his mother's body, as her hips 
squirmed back at the young man's mouth. And the noise was almost deafening.. 
.so loud, so wet and insistent! She bucked savagely now and she had started 
to make a strange kind of metallic sound with her teeth. 

"NNNNNNnnnnnghghghghgh! Honey.. . HONEY!. . .NNNNN MMMMMGHGH!" Her voice was 
tremulous and halting as her legs alternately stiffened out in the air, and 
then her freed toes curled and uncurled, her calves wrapped about her 
boyfriend's back, as her entire torso arched backward, lifting slightly 
upward on the couch. Her breasts stuck up proudly, still receiving the 
taunting nips of Ray's fingers and she abandoned herself completely to the 
incredible orgasm, letting it take her where it wanted. 

"OHOHOHOH yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!! ! " she moaned, "OH GOD, YES!" Her words 
were only mimicking what it seemed that her aching cunt walls were screaming 
as the outrageous pleasure glowed on and on in her lions. Her orgasmic 
fluids drenching her young lover's face, and she could hear him and feel him 
sucking the wetness of her into his mouth. As she was cumming she had the 
strange thought that she would really like him to eat her.. .she wanted to 
be devoured by him, in this everlasting orgasm! 

Jimmy held his cock in both hands, feeling a growing frustration come over 
him. "God, I wish it were me!" he thought.. . "If only I could do that for 
Mom.. .make her feel like that! If only I could kiss her cunt!" 

 CHAPTER 5 

Cindy was sound asleep when she heard the noise in her room. She had been 
having a very pleasant dream, and it annoyed her to have it interrupted. It 
was about Jimmy, and in it he was never going back to that school for boys.. 
.he was going to stay home with them for always. She loved Jimmy, looking up 
to him with a secret passion that she confided to no one. She also thought 
that it would be nice if he were around to take care of Mom. It worried her 
when her mother had been so lonely, but somehow she was even more worried 
now that she had a boyfriend. There was something about Ray that she didn't 
trust, although there was something about him that she found very 
attractive. Something that disturbed her young child-woman's body. 

Jimmy stood silently just inside his sister's door for a few moments.. 
.wondering just what he was doing there. Within his pajamas, he still had a 
raging erection, unabated by the two orgasms he had had while watching his 
mother and Ray on the sofa. After his mother's wild climax, he had watched 
them as pale and sheepish, they had sat together on the couch for a while, 
Ray's face still glistened with the honey from his mother's pussy. Then they 
had gotten up, and Jimmy heard them go into his mother's bedroom and close 
the door. He had stood there alone and shaken for some time, thinking of 
what they were doing in there, and feeling let-down and upset in more than 
one way. His original exhilaration had given way to a deep depression, and 
he had been loathe to return to his own bed. That was when he remembered 
Cindy, and it had only been a few minutes after thinking of her that he 
suddenly found himself entering her room, as quietly as a cat burglar. 

He was just about to turn and leave the room when his foot hit up against a 
chair, and he heard his younger sister stir in her bed at the resulting 
noise. 

"Who's there!" she called. "Who's there.. .mother?" 

"No". . .Jimmy replied, his heart still thumping. "No.. .its me, Jimmy.. . . 
" 

"Oh!" A night lamp flicked on beside Cindy's bed, and Jimmy found himself 
looking at a miniature version of his mother. Cindy wore a white lacey 
nightgown that although made for a young girl, made her look very appealing 
in a womanly sort of way. For the first time, Jimmy noticed how big her 
breasts were already. He hadn't really noticed before that she had them.. 
.but it was clear to him now, in his already aroused state, that she did. 
And nice ones too! Her blonde hair fell in ringlets about her shoulders and 
her sleepy blue eyes strained to focus on him in the soft light. 

"Jimmy.. .what is it? Are you sick or something?" 

"No.. .No.. .I uh, just wanted to talk to you that's all!" Jimmy replied. 

"Then come over here and sit on the bed Jimmy.. .what is it?" Cindy sat up 
and propped two pillows behind her back, patting the bed beside her as she 
invited her brother to sit down. "You know I was just dreaming about you . . 
. " she said as he moved toward the bed. 

Jimmy sat down, still very much aware of his cock, and now beginning to be 
overly conscious of his little sister's tender young body in the bed beside 
him. 

Before he knew it, he was telling her; telling her everything he had just 
seen. The words just spilled out of his mouth, and he kept on talking no 
matter what the shocked expression on his sister's pretty little face. He 
began to embellish his text, using words that he knew would bring further 
expressions of shock to her features, almost enjoying her reactions. At the 
start, he had been a lonely disturbed boy, pouring out a too heavy secret, 
and at the end, he was a sadistic older brother, delighting in his superior 
knowledge of the perversions of the world, delighting in tormenting his baby 
sister. 

"Jimmy!" she cried once.. . "Oh Jimmy how can you use such . . . such.. . " 

"Language?" Jimmy replied smiling brutally.. . "Well, that's what he was 
doing wasn't he.. .I'm only telling you what I saw.. .He was sucking Mom's 
pussy.. .and did she ever like it!! And the noise was.. . . " 

"JIMMY!" Cindy covered her ears, and turned into the pillows away from her 
brother, tears coming into her eyes. But he never stopped talking once, and 
still the lewd story poured forth and she could hear it all perfectly well, 
in spite of having her hands over her ears! 

When Jimmy's hands began to touch her legs, his fingers smoothing over them 
where they lay covered by the coverlet of her bed, Cindy began to tremble 
all over. Jimmy was still talking about what their mother had done, and 
speculating about what they were doing right now.. .only a few doors away. 
The whole thing was too much for her to take! First of all the explicit 
sexual details were almost unreal, she had some vague idea about sex, but 
nothing that came near what Jimmy was telling her. Her experience thus far 
consisted of her own tenuous explorations of her fresh young body. Often 
late at night before going to sleep she would let her fingers dip down into 
the tiny crevice of her virgin pussy, feeling the sweetness of her 
self-induced pleasure mount stroke by-soft stroke. And often, she admitted 
to herself now, she had imagined another hand touching her there.. 
.sometimes Ray.. .and only this evening it had been her brother. Cindy was 
terrified by this self-admission coupled with the strange way that Jimmy was 
acting, and yet at the first touch of his hand, she felt that same funny 
feeling she'd been getting recently when she looked at Ray. 

There was a click and the room was plunged into darkness. Cindy realized 
that Jimmy had turned out the light. 

"Move over," he said hoarsely.. . "Let me get in with you!" The tone of his 
voice thrilled her to the marrow, and although it seemed very wrong to be 
doing it, she moved over, letting her brother climb in beside her small 
body. She felt his warmth beside her, and for what seemed interminable 
minutes they lay side by side in complete silence. Cindy was grateful for 
the end of her brother's story telling, but her mind raced, spinning with 
all the new information she had. She couldn't quite believe that Jimmy had 
lied about what he'd been telling her . . . the whole thing was just too 
outrageous! She knew that something was going to happen.. .something that 
had never happened to her before, and in a way she was very curious to see 
just what it would be! 

She started to say something, but before she could speak, Jimmy turned 
halfway toward her, lying on his side. Their bodies were touching all the 
way down. "Do you want to play a game?" he asked, softly.. . "Do you want to 
do something that feels real nice?" 

His cock throbbed between his legs, and he discovered that by rubbing up a 
little he could press it against what he figured must be his baby sister's 
thigh. 

Cindy was going to ask another question, but before she could speak, Jimmy's 
hands were fondling her delicately protruding breasts. Her mind reeled and 
her body reacted violently to his fingers. It felt good! In fact, it felt 
wonderful! Her brother's ardent caresses of her inexperienced breasts felt 
so natural, so exciting, that she couldn't bring herself to ask him to stop, 
even though she knew that they weren't supposed to be doing such things. She 
cried out in the darkness, and before she could say anything else, Jimmy's 
lips had covered hers, and she could feel the tip of his tongue against 
hers. Down below the covers, she could feel her already short nightgown 
sliding up over her slender hips, and pressing against her leg, something 
hard and firm. She shivered as Jimmy's kiss continued, and the thing against 
her leg jumped and twitched and grew bigger the longer the kiss went on. Her 
tiny nipples felt hard as little pearls beneath her gown, and suddenly she 
wished that he would feel them underneath the material.. .really feel them! 
But she didn't dare to say anything.. .it was all too new, and too 
frightening. 

Jimmy searched for his sister's hand. He had to have some kind of relief 
from the torment that was going on inside of him.. .but what.. . ? Taking 
his sister's hand in his, he slowly guided it down between their pressed 
together bodies, until her fingers were almost touching his excitedly 
throbbing little penis. He could feel her pulling back, but still he forced 
her hand onward. He had to make her touch it! She felt so small and 
wonderful beside him, as the full impact of her femininity struck him and 
made him filled with longing to know her as intimately as he had known Miss 
Jonah.. .as intimately as he wanted to know his mother. He realized that the 
world was just filled with beautiful women, all of them just for the 
touching! 

Cindy's fingertips brushed the hard bulbous head of Jimmy's rapidly 
expanding cock. She squealed and tried to move her hand, but Jimmy forced 
her palm wide open and placed the thick instrument of his boyish cock full 
inside it. Then he closed her fingers around it, groaning as he felt the 
heat of her palm seeping into his swollen member. 

"Oh.. .Cindy.. .that feels so good!" he cried. "So good.. .see you just move 
your hand up and down like this.. . here I'll show you!" 

Amazed by what was happening, Cindy moved her hand as she was told. It was 
the strangest thing that she had ever felt, but it felt good, and Jimmy 
seemed to be liking it so much. Slowly she peeled back his foreskin, only to 
bring it all the way up again over the smooth head. Again and again she 
repeated this, until Jimmy suddenly asked her to stop. 

"Cindy.. .would you take it in your mouth . . . ? " he asked her 
breathlessly. "Would you suck on it?" 

"Suck on it?" The idea seemed like something out of a fairy tale to her. Why 
would he want her to suck it, she wondered.. .didn't men and women put it 
inside.. .the other place?" But, since she really didn't have any definite 
idea about such things, she nodded and snuggling closer to her young 
brother's hot and tense pajama clad body, said that she would. 

"Yes.. .but you'll have to tell me how.. .I don't know anything . . " 

"That's all right.. . " Jimmy replied. "I'll teach you.. .teach you 
everything I know.. .and I promise when I learn everything, I'll teach you 
too!" 

"All right, Jimmy," Cindy said softly, overcome by all the emotions she was 
feeling. "All right." 

"Kneel down between my legs," he commanded. He broke out into a heavy sweat 
as he felt Cindy moving to comply with his request. He gulped as he divined 
the perfectly proportioned little shape that clamored down to do his 
bidding. He let his hands roam over her as she moved, until she was out of 
reach, and then he continued his instructions. 

"Now take it in your hands again!" he said. 

"Oh, Jimmy.. . . " Cindy pleaded, "Are you sure I should?" She started 
stroking his penis again, stroking it long and slow. It was sticking 
straight up through the fly of his pajamas, and looking down, now that his 
eyes had become adjusted to the darkness, he could see that his little 
sister looked petite and lovely, kneeling in her short white gown, holding 
his prick clasped lovingly in her small hands. 

"One day, I'll fuck you!" Jimmy said softly. "Would you like me to fuck 
you?" 

"I.. .I don't know.. . . " Cindy breathed hesitantly. "It.. .it's so big to 
put up between my legs!" 

"Well just suck it then for now.. .come on.. .lean over and put your mouth 
on it and do like you do with a sucker!" He reached down to assist her, and 
as she bent forward he pressed his hands on her head, forcing her mouth to 
touch the lewdly glistening head of his penis. As he strained forward, her 
full lips opened and engulfed his throbbing cock. With a grunt, he pushed 
forward and its shaft slipped up, deep into the warm wet cavern of his 
sister's little thirteen-year-old mouth. A fantastic crescendo of excitement 
sped through his body at the feel of her wet saliva surrounding his cock, 
and even when he heard her gurgling and gasping for breath, he didn't 
release her head, but kept it firmly planted so that her mouth almost 
covered the entirety of his throbbing cock. 

"Now, suck.. .suck!" he called to her.. . "Suck me Cindy and after I'll suck 
you!" 

He lay back, releasing her head from the full strength of his hands, but 
leaving his fingers tangled in her fine blonde hair. To his delight, she 
started sucking at his cock, loud slurping noises rose from between his legs 
as her mouth moved up and down. Meanwhile, her fingers resumed their playing 
with the shaft, and everywhere her mouth wasn't her fingers were. This was 
something he never would have thought to tell her, and he sensed that Cindy 
was probably naturally talented in that direction.. .the way he had figured 
out what to do with Miss Jonah's pussy! He could feel her hot breath flowing 
softly around the rubbery head of his cock each time she brought her mouth 
to the very tip.. .and then, her tongue would come into searing contact with 
the head, circling it a bit like a Popsicle before plunging down to the very 
bottom of the shaft. Small fingers tangled in his sparse growth of pubic 
hair, as Jimmy twisted and moaned beneath the exquisite torment of his 
sister's sucking. 

"Oh, you're wonderful, Cindy.. . . " he cried.. . "WONDERFUL!" 

From time to time Cindy would choke on the steadily thickening poke that 
rammed far into her throat, especially when Jimmy began to buck up into her, 
crying out, "Oh Oh! Your mouth.. .Your mouth.. .oh yes, like that with your 
tongue.. .suck harder now.. .harder!" 

Cindy groaned deep in her throat. She felt like a balloon was blowing up 
inside her.. .as though she would burst with excitement any second. Deep in 
her belly the mad tingling pinpoints of lust were making her squirm and 
press her thighs close together. Her mouth felt all tingly too, everywhere 
her brother's cock touched. It was so incredible to have this strange 
instrument in her mouth, filling it completely.. .so wonderful to know that 
she could make her brother feel the wonderful things he was going through! 
She attacked his young prick hungrily now, her head bobbing up and down 
lewdly as she grew to enjoy what she was doing more and more. Egged on by 
her success, she experimented with different rhythms, and began to make 
small humming noises each time the excitedly growing head dug into the far 
reaches of her throat. 

"Cindy.. .hold on!" She heard him call to her.. .and as she wildly slurped 
at his straining cock, she felt it grow even bigger in her mouth, expanding 
and hardening so that she wondered what on earth was going to happen! Then, 
she found out. Jimmy began to shoot out thick streams of hot white semen, 
splashing them deep into his sister's soft throat, so deep that there was no 
question of whether or not she was going to swallow the strange stuff.. .she 
had to! It slipped thickly down her throat, and she gulped to keep up with 
it, her throat muscles straining desperately. 

"Oh CINDY.. .AAAAAaaaaaaahgh!" 

A short while later the bewildered but proud little girl kneeled bent over 
the now soft young cock in her mouth, she heard her brother's whisper. "Now 
climb up and get on your back.. .and let me do you!" 

 CHAPTER 6 

"Hurry up, Jimmy, Ray is coming any second to go out and get the Christmas 
tree with you.. .What are you doing in there anyway?" 

Janet felt very nervous. Jimmy had been acting so strange that day, looking 
at her oddly, giving her stares that made her spine go all cold. Whenever 
she asked him what was wrong, he would just reply, "You know!! ! " and she 
was about to go out of her mind trying to figure out what was wrong. The 
first thing that had occurred to her was that Jimmy had seen her the night 
before with Ray.. .But what would he have seen.. .and wouldn't they have 
noticed him, she wondered.. .Thinking about it while washing up the morning 
breakfast dishes, she realized that it was entirely possible.. .yes, he 
could have seen her absolutely lewd surrender to her young lover from 
downstairs. Even thinking about it now, she felt a thrill slipping between 
her legs, right where Ray's tongue had so beautifully caressed her.. .But 
how horrible if her son had seen her in the midst of an act that she had 
always considered a perversion! It would probably do terrible things to a 
young boy to see his mother with a man's face down between her thighs that 
way, she thought, and the more contact she had with Jimmy that day the more 
certain she became that he had been watching. 

Now, she decided to knock on his door once more.. . trying to convince 
herself that by acting normally, as if nothing had happened that she could 
make everything better besides.. .it just might possibly be something else.. 
.some completely innocent boyish thing that was bothering her son. As she 
knocked, she sighed, she would be glad when he was back in boarding school.. 
.glad when she could feel more at ease with Ray. 

"Come in!" Jimmy called to her, and she opened the door to his small 
unadorned room. 

She saw him sitting at the simple wooden desk she had purchased for the 
times when he was home and had to do studying before he went back to school. 

"Are you ready?" she inquired anxiously.. .Ray is coming.. . . " 

"I heard you before, Mom.. . . " Jimmy interrupted, looking at her 
insolently. "I wouldn't keep Ray waiting.. .don't worry!" 

The way he pronounced Ray's name made Janet want to cry. Why couldn't life 
be more simple, she thought.. .Why? 

"What are you reading?" she asked. 

"Oh just a book I picked up at the drugstore.. . . " he replied. Curiously 
Janet approached her son, and stood behind him. Looking over his shoulder 
she was shocked to see that the book was entitled, "Weird Loves of Myra 
Madison, Hooker!" 

"Why Jimmy.. .Where did you ever get such a book?" she asked, leaning over 
him to pick it up. As she leaned forward, Jimmy leaned back, letting his 
shoulder and upper arm graze her lower belly. He pushed a little harder 
against her and just had time to feel the soft warm mound of her cunt 
beneath her dress before she pulled abruptly away. 

"It's an interesting book," he replied defiantly.. .recalling his mother's 
face as it had been when she was lost in the rapture of Ray's intimate oral 
caress. "All about all the different ways to do it!" 

"Why Jimmy.. .I'm surprised.. .I mean.. .this is just.. . " Janet stood 
back, so completely astounded by the conversation she was having with her 
son that she was speechless. She had not failed to notice his arm pressed 
"accidentally" against her pubic mound, for they were still sensitive and 
tingling from the night before. 

"Oh come on, mom.. .I'm getting to be pretty big now . . . " he interjected, 
thinking.. .bigger than you think.. .big enough I'll bet to do to you just 
what Ray did, and to make you really like it. He was assured of this, 
because he had practiced last night on little Cindy's untouched pussy, and 
had figured out, just about everything that he would do to his mother if 
ever he got the chance! He figured he knew almost everything.. .everything 
except the real thing.. . "doing it." That was why he had gotten the book 
with the explicit drawing on the front that promised to give all the details 
he would need for the rest of his life! 

The sound of the door buzzer interrupted the disturbing conversation between 
mother and son, and gratefully, Janet walked from the room, aware of Jimmy's 
burning eyes on her buttocks as she moved. 

* * * 

Ray tried to be nice to the boy, but somehow he just couldn't bring himself 
to like him. Together they had picked out a large Christmas tree and had 
lugged it back to the apartment, where he'd had the devil of a time erecting 
it in the small space allotted in the corner of the living room. Janet and 
Cindy kept offering words of encouragement and the large bowl of eggnog 
seemed to help matters a bit. But it still burned him that Jimmy treated him 
like an interloper. Shit, he thought.. .the kid's mother's got to get fucked 
by someone.. .it might as well be me! 

He was more than pleased to be the recipient of Janet's favors, he'd never 
had such a hot number in his life, and he was damned if he was willing to 
let it go so easy.. .not for a while anyway. As long as she didn't start 
getting any bright ideas about marriage, things would be OK. He had no 
intention of getting himself hooked up with her and her two brats for good! 
The girl wasn't so bad, in fact, he thought Cindy was really cute.. .a 
smaller version of Janet, who in just a short time was going to be making 
some boy hot to get into her panties! But Jimmy was another story, and he 
was glad he wasn't going to have to put up with his dark sullenness for much 
longer.. .right after the Christmas holidays he was going back to that 
school.. .Thank God! 

Janet held out the third glass of eggnog to him, and after the final 
adjustment to the base of the tree, he stood up and took it. His eyes met 
Janet's for a second, and he flashed a message to her. 

"I want to fuck you," it said, and Janet got it without a word having been 
spoken. He watched her pretty creamy complexion deepen as she brushed the 
long blonde hair that she had curled and brushed for the festivities. He 
liked to make her react like that, made him feel good. He bet she was wet as 
could be between those sleek long thighs of hers. 

Returning to the tree, he saw that Cindy was kneeling beside him, opening up 
the tinsel boxes. She reached up to hand him a strand, and he caught her 
looking at him strangely. Something about her look made him feel suddenly 
nervous, and starting to look past her, he noticed that the front of her 
dress was yawning wide, allowing him to see the tips of her budding breasts, 
he coughed and spun away, not knowing quite what to do. 

"Ray.. .here.. .take some tinsel.. . we put it on very fine, so its gonna 
take a while.. .better start right away." Cindy called to him as he sat down 
in the big easy chair. "Come on!" she said, motioning with her head. 

Ray looked at her again, this time to make certain that he hadn't been 
mistaken before. She had straightened up and he was in no position to see 
the delicious young mounds he had seen before, but the look in her eyes was 
unmistakable. She was coming on to him! 

Cindy felt exhilarated. She was so excited by the things that Jimmy had 
taught her that she wanted to do them over and over again. Her adolescent 
body was just ripe for the new spreading delights that seeped joyfully 
through her loins, and mentally, she had made several rapid adjustments, 
enabling her to not only enjoy the idea of her brother's lovemaking, but to 
begin already to think of other partners. For the first time now, she fully 
understood her earlier feeling about Ray, and somehow tonight.. .maybe it 
was because she had had a little eggnog, and because Jimmy had felt her 
tight little pussy again in the darkened hall earlier.. .tonight she found 
Ray's slender good looks far more interesting than usual. 

"Come on, Ray," she called, "Don't be so lazy!" She watched with amusement 
as Ray slowly got up and came to get the tinsel she had offered, but her 
unpracticed eye failed to note the rising hard-on he had as he moved toward 
her small figure beside the tree. 

In the kitchen, Janet had started mixing a new batch of eggnog. She herself 
had had three glasses of the potent liquid, and still she felt that it would 
be good to have more.. .no sense running out! Besides, it made her feel 
good.. .a kind of dull glow filled her, and she was able to ignore the odd 
feeling of foreboding she had about Jimmy. 

"Can I help you, Mom?" Janet jumped. Jimmy was standing directly behind her, 
so close that she almost knocked him over as she turned. 

"Jimmy!" she cried, blushing.. . "You frightened me.. .don't sneak up on me 
like that!" 

"I just wanted to apologize, mom.. .for what happened earlier I mean.. .I 
didn't mean to be so gruff!" Standing on tip-toes, Jimmy reached his 
mother's lips and planted a soft wet kiss there before she could protest. 
Seizing his advantage, in the same gesture, he hugged her to him. "You sure 
are pretty, Mom!" he declared, feeling the full firmness of her breasts 
pressing against his young chest, and the squirming of her loins and rounded 
belly as she struggled a bit to end the precipitous embrace. 

"Why.. .why, thank you, Jimmy," she said.. . "thank you.. . . " She smoothed 
her hair back, and then smoothed out her apron, and Jimmy watched as her 
face went through a thousand different changes. 

Smiling to himself, he turned away from her, feeling wild and as though he 
could do anything in the world he wanted to do. The feeling of power was new 
to him, and he enjoyed it immensely! All he had to do was get rid of Ray, 
and he would be sitting pretty. 

* * * 

After the tree was finally done, all the decorations completely in place and 
everyone satisfied with the final results, Ray excused himself and after 
whispering to Janet to come down as soon as she could, he went downstairs to 
his apartment. Before he left, little Cindy came and pressed herself against 
him, kissing him fondly good night on the cheek, but he noticed the same 
kind of excitement in her eyes, and couldn't help imagining to himself how 
it might be to spend a little time alone with her. He tried to remember that 
she was only 13, but he was pretty drunk by that time, and as he wandered 
down the steps (too much bother to wait for the elevator) he kept mingling 
his sexual fantasies in his mind.. .Janet or Cindy.. .Janet or Cindy.. .why 
not the two of them together.. .mother and daughter, slipping up and down on 
his big cock! What a thought! He hoped Janet would hurry on down, he felt 
really ready to get into that hot little pussy of hers.. .and as he turned 
the key in the lock, he thought maybe.. .just maybe he'd do something 
different to her tonight, something he'd never done before.. .something that 
would satisfy what he considered his "extra" needs for the evening! 

 CHAPTER 7 

"SPREAD 'EM!" 

"Ray.. .please don't talk to me like that.. . please!" Janet felt the tears 
springing to her eyes. She had known Ray to be rough before, but never like 
this! The resounding smack he had planted on her exposed white buttocks had 
told her that tonight would be different from the other times. Something was 
bothering him, and obviously he was going to take it out on her. She felt 
oddly helpless and a curious kind of anguish welled up inside her. A few 
moments ago she had been placing the gaily wrapped Christmas presents under 
the tree after bidding the two children good night. She had looked forward 
to coming down here to see her young lover, and had perfumed' her luscious 
body with the new strong fragrance that Ray liked so much.. . "Nuit de 
Noel". . .but Ray had hardly seemed to notice how she looked, even though 
she knew she looked especially good that night.. . he had started in right 
away with her, rapidly removing her long festive lounging gown and actually 
ripping off her panties! And now she found herself in this obscene 
position.. .on her hands and knees. She remembered that he had taken her 
like this once before . . . and she had been frightened then.. .and it had 
all turned out alright.. .Trying to reassure herself, she tried to think 
that it would be the same this time.. .but now she could feel him moving 
around behind her in his messy bedroom.. .the lights were glaring from the 
ceiling and she saw that his sheets hadn't been changed in days. 

"I said. SPREAD 'EM" he commanded. 

"You.. .you mean.. .my.. .myself.. .I" 

"Yeah.. .yourself.. .your ass!" he replied nastily "Let's see what it looks 
like!" 

"But why . . . " Janet began to ask but her voice was cut off as the searing 
pain of his flat open palm whacked against her already stinging buttocks. 

"NOW!" Ray roared. 

Janet reached behind herself with one hand, supporting herself on the bed 
with the other, and tentatively pulled at the spongy flesh on her buttocks, 
exposing her puckered anus just slightly. 

"With both hands!" Ray ordered, pulling Janet's other arm back, making her 
face fall heavily into the bed. 

"Ooooommmph.. . . " she mumbled as her nose ground into the damp linens. But 
being afraid what he might do if she didn't comply with his wishes, her 
other hand pulled at the other cheek of her buttocks and in a split second, 
the entirety of her tiny puckered anal hole was exposed to Ray's lascivious 
glare. 

"That's some good looking ass, you've got, baby . . . " 

Janet winced at the crude language and thinking Ray had seen what he wanted 
to see, she released her grip on her nether flesh and let her hands fall to 
the bed in order to support herself once more. Ray became furious. 

"Did I tell you, you could let go?" He screamed down at her. "Did I say you 
were finished?" And with that, he began slapping hard at her fully exposed 
ass cheeks. Blow after stinging blow landed with a resounding smack on her 
tender flesh as she begged him to stop, only to spur him on with each 
whimper until finally she collapsed fully onto the bed, broken in tears. 

"Now you'll do as I say, "won't you?" 

Janet hesitated for a moment. CRACK! Ray's hand fell once more. 

"Won't you?" 

". . . Yes . . . " Janet sobbed. "Yes . . anything!" 

"Now.. .kneel up!" he ordered once more. 

Janet followed his instructions immediately, presenting him the stretched 
moons of her trembling buttocks, bending away before him, resting her hot, 
flushed tear stained face on the pillow. 

"Reach back and play with my balls!" 

She reached submissively behind herself and gently touched the hairy 
testicles, stroking them carefully as if they were delicate eggs that might 
be broken. 

"MMMMMMmmmmmm.. . . " Ray cooed behind her as he felt her sharp fingernails 
scrape lightly along the underside of his wrinkled sac. "MMMMmmmmmmm.. .It's 
gonna feel so good when its buried up inside your tight little asshole!" 

Janet froze. Until that very moment, she had had no real idea why he wanted 
to see her rear passage. Tight violent fear spread throughout her entire 
body only to be replaced almost immediately by a strange wanton curiosity.. 
.a longing to feel a man's thick penis rammed inside her anal canal just to 
see how it would feel. Never before had anyone even tried to do such a thing 
to her and the mere thought was enough to send her careening into a well of 
sexual depravity. 

Sensing the abrupt change that had come over her, Ray quickly jumped to the 
advantage. 

"Put it in." he said simply and coldly. 

Janet's hands moved hesitantly from the softness of his hairy balls and 
grasped his huge rock-hard cock. A sudden wave of terror spread over her as 
her thin frail fingers wrapped around it and she realized for the first time 
that evening how really big Ray's penis was. Even so, she closed her eyes 
tightly and with great masochistic pleasure, placed the bulbous head against 
her tight hairless opening. 

Ray leaned back so he would be able to watch his throbbing prick force its 
way into her virginal asshole. He leered as he saw it begin probing and 
working against her anus in its desperate attempt to spread the tight 
rubbery hole. Then, tiring of his wait, he gathered all his available 
strength and with a mighty thrust, rammed up against the tiny straining 
mouth. Suddenly, the tightly resisting nether ring gave way and the thick, 
swollen tip of his elongated penis popped lewdly inside. 

"AAAAAAARRRRRGGGGG!! ! ! " Janet screamed out in pain, her face a contorted 
mess at the savage ravisliment of her defenseless anus. The blunt intrusion 
of his thick cock vibrated through every fiber of her being, pushing the 
soft flesh inside her widely stretched anal passage in great waves of pain 
before it. She groaned in anguish, stuck out on the end of his rock-hard 
prick like a helpless marslimallow on a roasting spit. 

Ray began muttering obscenities behind her as he forced his thick cock 
further and further into the unbelievably tight rectal sheath and when he 
finally reached bottom, began fucking rhythmically and without mercy deep 
into the soft depths of her. He watched as it pulled tiny ridges of her 
pink, clasping flesh out with the base of his prick as it withdrew for 
another vicious lunge inside. Janet's body jerked and quirked and her 
thighs, now that her resistance was broken, convulsed as an extra hard 
thrust seared hard up into her tortured body. She could hear his grunts of 
pleasure floating through the silence of the room around them and hated 
herself and her body for the joy she knew she was giving him. She tried to 
adjust their position, hoping that it might hurt less, but it only served to 
make Ray groan with renewed pleasure and increase the strength of his cruel 
strokes into her defenseless behind. 

Suddenly, she felt a spark of perverse pleasure mingling with the pain. It 
still hurt, but in a different way. It was as though it was cleansing her of 
her sins.. .her immoral lusts and desires. And then it was even beyond such 
rationalization and the pain simply became pure pleasure. 

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh.. .MMMMmmmmm.. .OOOOOOOOhhhhh . . . " Janet cried out as the 
new sensations washed over her jerking body. 

Ray began fucking more rapidly into her hard and fast, battering her shaking 
buttocks with his hips. He gripped her waist hard with his hands, digging 
his fingers into her flesh. His breath choked in and out of his half open 
mouth as he pulled her cheeks further apart with his hands, his fingernails 
digging into her tender flesh until small red welts appeared in her pure 
white skin. He touched her anus with his fingers, feeling the heat of 
friction where his cock slipped in. Janet mumbled incoherently, her head 
flailing from side to side on the wet pillow. 

She began to feel his giant tormenting staff beginning to grow and expand 
even more until she thought she would rip apart inside. It was stretching 
the muscles of her rectal passage beyond human endurance. 

"Oh, cum.. .for God's sake.. .CUM!! " she pleaded, fucking back against him 
wildly. 

The words sent Ray into a mad frenzy of desire and carnal lust and he gave 
one last spine-chilling ramrod thrust far up into her churning canal that 
almost tore through the thin walls of her quivering belly and shot his hot, 
thick cum in wave after wave into the all-receiving depths of her aching 
rectum. Janet knelt slave-like in front of him, her buttocks still pressed 
tight up against his jerking prick as he emptied the last of his sperm deep 
inside her, filling her to the bursting point with the hot sticky fluid. 

* * * 

Later, Janet stumbled into her bedroom. She was exhausted. Her clothes were 
disheveled and she hadn't even been able to zip up her back zipper all the 
way. Between her nether cheeks she still felt the acute pain of Ray's cock. 
Her mind was confused and dazed and she wondered if she could ever have 
anything to do with such a man again. He had shown her a side of his 
personality that she had never known existed, and now knowing it was there, 
how could she ignore it. The lover that she had wanted and needed so badly 
was turning into a monster! 

Sobbing softly to herself she washed off as best she could and tumbled into 
bed. Soon it would be Christmas morning and she would be obliged to be 
beautiful and smiling as the children opened their presents.. .she would 
need all the sleep she could get! 

* * * 

Jimmy sat up as soon as he heard his mother come in. Beside him, Cindy 
stirred sleepily. Her small white arms reached out for him in the aura of 
her post-orgasmic sleep, and once more she pleaded, "You said you would 
really fuck me, Jimmy.. .not just do it with your finger.. . . " 

Jimmy's mind was already far away.. .in the next room with his mother. "I 
will, Cindy.. .I promise!" he whispered back, gently extricating himself 
from her embrace. "But first I've got to do it to MOM!" he said mentally, 
getting up from Cindy's bed and putting on his slippers. 

"Tomorrow, Cindy.. .promise!" he called as he left the room. 

"Alright, Jimmy," Cindy replied. 

In the darkness Cindy let her hand go down to the moist split of her virgin 
pussy, and after rubbing inside for a few seconds, she drifted off into a 
pleasant sleep, filled with dreams of the presents she would receive the 
following day.. .including, she hoped, the wonderful filling of her 
brother's penis in her tiny, but desire-filled vagina. 

Janet didn't even wake up when Jimmy slid into bed beside her. In her sleep, 
she was convinced that Ray had come upstairs, and that he was apologizing by 
being gentle with her. She was too tired to even wake up, but still accepted 
his soft caresses, letting them seep through to her brain in sleep, letting 
them soothe her from the hurt and upset she had just been through. 

"Darling," she whispered in her sleep.. . "Oh, darling!" 

Jimmy's hands ran along the soft, full contours of his mother's big breasts 
again, stopping often to play with her nipples, tweaking them rhythmically 
as he pushed his cock up against the full mounds of her naked buttocks. He 
made small movements with his hips so that his wet cock pushed between the 
moist split of his mother's behind, feeling the cheeks enfold his young 
member as trembling it slid upwards along the length of the crack. He heard 
her moaning slightly, and felt overcome by rapture at the idea that he was 
pleasing her. His cock grew harder and he could feel her moving her hips a 
little too now, pushing back against him. 

"Oh, God" he thought.. . "Oh mother.. .mother.. .it's you.. .it's really 
you!" 

His head rested against the warmth of her back, and his legs trembled 
against hers. He slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her softly 
back, murmuring things into her neck. He jiggled a little bit behind her, 
his breathing coming hard and fast now, because he knew what he was going to 
attempt.. . what he had to attempt or go crazy! One hand slipped down along 
the underside of her leg softly caressing the sensitive nude flesh. 

"Mmmmmmmmm.. . . " she crooned, and quickly he let his hand drift up along 
the inside of her thigh. Pulling back a little, his cock slipped downward, 
hard and tingling and red. With a sharp grunt and a gasp his fingers reached 
up and suddenly dipped into the long sought after heaven between her legs. 

"Aaaoooooo.. .Oh Ray.. . . " Janet murmured, "Ooooh.. . . " She trembled a 
bit and then lay still again. Jimmy waited a moment and then let his fingers 
strain up, searching for the wet opening of her vagina, sliding them up into 
it, feeling her entire inside move and revolve as if in slow motion around 
his rising middle finger. 

"Oh, mom," he whispered, "your cunt feels sooo nice.. .Much nicer than Miss 
Jonah's mmmm.. .much nicer!" 

He flattened his entire body against her, and removing his finger from the 
gentle entrapment of his mother's pussy, excitedly maneuvered his cock into 
the same position. He was lost in a semi-swoon of delight, as he felt it 
slide in the moisture, slide and then stop, then move forward a bit more. It 
was going in! 

His mother emitted a low plaintive wail as his boyish cock moved up into her 
heated depths. She thought that Ray was using his hand on her.. .and god, it 
felt good.. .but smoother than usual, nicer, and it felt just like a small 
cock.. .a wonderful small cock digging deep inside her cunt! She moaned a 
little and unknowingly let the smooth tunnel of her vagina quiver warmly 
around her son's invading penis. 

"Oooooooo" Jimmy groaned, straining forward into her with all the strength 
he could muster. His mother uttered a little cry and then a violent wave of 
pleasure went through him as her contracting hair-lined pussy clenched tight 
and molded itself around his young pulsing cock! Slowly, dreamily, he fucked 
deeper and deeper into the depths of her unresisting cunt, feeling her round 
smooth buttocks quivering as hotly against the flatness of his stomach. His 
hands slipped in front of her, and moved into the warm folds of her pussy. 
This was a feeling he had never had before.. . .He was actually "doing it" 
and he was doing it to MOM! Now he thought, she really belonged to him.. 
.and to no one else! He could tell by the noises she was making that she was 
growing closer and closer to the same kind of bliss that he felt coming on. 

He didn't care now about Ray or about anything else in the world.. .his 
mother was his! Completely his! Thrills of lewd joy ran through him at the 
thought, and he plowed with increasing speed into his mother's distended 
cunt. 

"Mmmmmmm.. .oh mmmmmmMMM!" She cried "OooooooH" 

The two shadowy figures tossed on the bed in the darkness until suddenly 
Jimmy moaned and flicked his hips forward into the soft moons of his 
mother's buttocks. "I'M CUMMING, MOM!" he cried, "OH MOM.. .I'M CUMMMING!" 
He groaned and let loose a hot wave of his youthful sperm far up into 
Janet's receptive womb, inundating her vagina with the boiling wet liquid. 

It was the most satisfying orgasm of his life, lasting for an almost 
unendurable time as he felt his own jism strike the far end of his mother's 
cervix and then gush back around his still moving cock. 

His mother's entire body seemed to sense it and as his fingers mingled in 
the pit of her genitals, toying with her maddened clitoris, he felt her 
start to cum. But as she was cumming, she spoke, awake completely at last. 
"Oooooh NNNNNNGNGNG.. .OOhh JIMMY.. .JIMMY? OOOOHOHOHOO!" 

The small penis continued to fuck hard up into the smooth wet walls of her 
vagina and her orgasm, coming as it did in sleep, mushroomed outward, 
starting as a tiny seed and suddenly becoming an enormous, overwhelming 
undeniable fact. Her son's words shouted in the midst of passion, reached 
her conscious mind simultaneously, and with that certainty that often comes 
unbidden, she knew that it was he! 

Suddenly she was scrambling away. "NONONONONO!" she screamed.. . "It isn't 
possible.. .no.. . ! " 

Jimmy lay breathing shallowly, his body completely spent. He looked up at 
the shadowy naked form of his mother where she stood trembling with horror 
beside the scene of their loving. 

"See, mom.. . . " he said.. . "You don't need Ray.. .you don't need him.. 
.You got ME!" 

 CHAPTER 8 

Janet heard the buzzer ring, and knew that it was Ray coming up from 
downstairs as he said he would, around ll A.M. on Christmas Day. She stayed 
in her room as she heard Jimmy and Cindy greeting him, and then heard the 
unmistakable sound of presents being unwrapped. 

Looking in her dresser mirror, her pale drawn face reflected exactly what 
she was feeling. Her son's last words to her before leaving her bedroom the 
night before, had been shattering. What had she ever done, she wondered, to 
have such a terrible thing happen to her? Such things didn't happen to 
normal people.. .such things just didn't happen. And yet, unmistakably, she 
had made love with her young son last night, not only that, but she had 
enjoyed it! The whole thing was unthinkable! 

There was a knock at the door, and she heard Ray calling to her.. .just as 
if he hadn't been absolutely monstrous to her last evening.. .in fact, she 
thought, if he hadn't abused her so, what had happened between her and Jimmy 
might never have taken place! 

"Hey, beautiful!" he called.. . "Come on out.. .I got your Christmas 
presents here!" 

With great difficulty, Janet managed somehow to get herself together. It was 
hard to believe that life just kept going on, no matter what kind of 
horrible things happened. She put an extra amount of powder on and donning a 
pair of tinted sunglasses that she almost never wore, she adjusted the dress 
she had been planning to wear for Christmas Day for several weeks, and went 
out into the living room. 

"How's about a little kiss, beautiful!" Ray seemed to have already been at 
the eggnog, and as she accepted his kiss, she couldn't help noticing Jimmy's 
interested stare. Turning scarlet, she turned away and feigned great 
interest in the presents. 

Jimmy had already started making something with his new Chemistry set. Cindy 
had put on the new medium height heels and stockings that her mother had 
bought her. Ray had the new scarf and the tie she'd gotten him wrapped 
around his neck. Cindy was rushing into the next room to put on the new 
dress that she'd just opened up.. .a present from Jimmy and Janet. 

Janet's head throbbed. She could hardly look at anyone. It was all she could 
do to be barely polite when she opened up the perfume that Ray had given 
her, and the handkerchiefs and the new can opener from the kids. Cindy had 
written her a poem all about what a good mom she was, and the whole thing 
just embarrassed her to tears. The last thing in the world she felt like was 
a "good mom!" 

Whenever Jimmy tried to meet her eyes, she was so upset that she almost 
burst into tears, and Ray was no help having already had far too much to 
drink for such an early hour. In desperation, she had some eggnog herself 
and spiked it with extra brandy. 

"Well, are we all going to see that movie or not?" Cindy asked, after the 
presents had been opened. She looked at her mother who lay stretched out on 
the sofa, a glass of eggnog in her hand, looking completely out of it. 

"Yeah, Janet, you want to go?" Ray inquired. 

It was a special Christmas film, and the entire family had agreed earlier 
that it would be a nice way to spend the day. 

"No.. . . " Janet almost shouted.. .and then more softly added, "No.. .you 
go though . . I have this terrible headache.. .I think I'd better lie down 
and try to get rid of it!" 

* * * 

Ray had agreed to take Cindy to the film, after Jimmy asserted that he'd 
rather stay home and fool with his new chemistry set and play his new record 
player, and Janet abruptly left the living room, locking herself in her room 
so that she could feel completely alone. 

It was already dark by the time they got out of the movie and downtown 
Philadelphia was aglow with Christmas spirit. Ray walked along with the 
small girl beside him. He had become acutely aware of her presence while 
they'd been in the movie, once his leg had brushed against her, and he 
thought he'd felt an answering nudge, but he couldn't be sure if it was just 
the booze in him giving him strange ideas or if it had actually happened. 
Now walking along beside her, he was keenly interested to note the looks she 
was getting from passers-by. It was the new shoes and stockings coupled with 
the new dress that peeked out from her coat as she strode along. She looked 
very much a young woman, and as Ray reflected upon it, she acted like one 
too. He remembered her puzzling looks from the night before, and found he 
had another erection. He thought about Janet, and felt a moment of 
contrition for having treated her so badly in his apartment the night 
before. It all seemed to have something to do with his thoughts about Cindy, 
although he wasn't quite sure. Perhaps he had made himself angry just 
entertaining such thoughts about such a young girl.. .who knew? In any case, 
he had sure blown it with Janet, judging from the way she had been acting 
earlier. He thought about apologizing by taking her home something in the 
way of a present, but soon forgot about it as Cindy inquired, "What shall we 
do now.. .I don't feel like going home!" 

Ray felt like a drink, but he didn't feel like going back to Janet's 
apartment and her sour looks either. He couldn't very well take the kid into 
a bar though, he thought, then he remembered his friend Sammy, who had gone 
out of town for the holidays. Sammy always left him the key to his apartment 
just in case he needed it, and this was the perfect occasion.. .It would be 
interesting to talk to Cindy alone, he thought, find out where her head was 
at, meanwhile he could have a drink and relax and look at Sammy's color TV 
without worrying about pleasing or displeasing Janet. 

"Would you like to watch color TV?" he asked. 

"OH yes!" Cindy exclaimed, so excited in a little girl way, that Ray almost 
thought better of the whole idea. But it was too late, and they were already 
looking for a cab to take them to Sammy's place. 

The apartment was a shambles, just as it usually was, and Ray could tell 
that Sammy had left in more of a hurry than usual. Various articles of male 
apparel, and some female apparel were strewn across the living room floor, 
and there were dishes piled high in the sink. While Cindy manipulated the 
color TV knob, Ray was happy to find though that there was the usual good 
supply of booze in the liquor cabinets and beer in the refrigerator. 

He took out some cheese that didn't look too moldy and finding a tin of 
sandwich spread and some crackers on one of the shelves, brought that as 
well as a stiff bourbon and soda for himself out to the living room. 

He felt a little funny when he looked at Cindy again, "Christ," he thought, 
"sometimes she looks just like a kid, and other times she looks like a 
woman." 

The TV set blared a Christmas Special, and Ray sat down beside the young 
girl. He wondered to himself just what he was planning on doing. It was 
though he was watching himself, daring himself either to do nothing or 
something. Mentally, he assessed the situation as best he could considering 
the consequences of any action he might take, but these mental deliberations 
became blurred as he fixed and drank his second bourbon. When he came back 
to the living room with his third, he brought Cindy a beer, since that was 
the only other thing to drink in the house. 

The little girl sat sipping from the beer can a kind of gentle ladylike 
quality about her making her seem very small and fragile. But she had kicked 
off her shoes, and sat with her stocking feet curled up on the sofa under 
her, staring fixedly at the screen. Soon, Ray found himself letting his eyes 
roam over the contours of her young body.. .at first he did it covertly, but 
then as she kept looking at the dumb program on TV, he just allowed himself 
to look as much and it developed, as hungrily as he wanted to! 

She was going to be some looker! Ray thought.. .moving a little closer to 
her on the sofa. 

Cindy felt the ticklish bubbles racing up her nose, and then down her throat 
as she drank the can of beer. She had had beer before, but only a little, 
and she wasn't sure that she liked it. But it didn't matter. She felt very 
adult sitting there with Ray like they were on a date or something. And she 
felt that same kind of wonderful excitement inside her being near him. She 
was aware of the fact that he was looking at her fixedly, and thought it was 
wonderful, but somehow, she was afraid to turn and look back at him. Her 
heart pounded as she wondered what was going to happen. Her eyes hardly 
focused on the program at all, and she had a moment of feeling that she was 
getting back at Jimmy for leaving her room last night by being here with 
Ray. He had promised her that tonight though.. .tonight she would become a 
woman! Perhaps she could have some kind of little experience with Ray first 
though.. .perhaps, he would even kiss her! 

For the first time she gathered up her courage and looked back at him. With 
a shiver, she felt his gray steel eyes burn into hers, thrilling her and 
frightening her to the marrow of her bones. Quickly, he leaned forward and 
grabbing her hard by the shoulders, kissed her full upon the lips. 

The beer whirled through Cindy's brain as the hot searing contact of her 
mother's boyfriend's lips burned into her own. All thoughts of propriety and 
decorum vanished from her well trained teen-age mind. All there was in the 
world was this man.. .this man who wanted her for the new woman she was. She 
returned his kiss with a new fervor born on the very spot where she now sat 
in this strange apartment. Ray's tongue sought out hers and the two organs 
swirled around each other in a sort of ritualistic dance. Cindy had never 
known anything like it. Jimmy had kissed her.. .kissed her hard, but this 
was different. Ray was a man.. .a real man! And she wanted this kiss to last 
forever. 

But Ray had more in mind than just a kiss from this young aphrodisiac 
youngster. His hands quickly dropped from her shoulders and slid tantalizing 
down to her small budding breasts until both his large flat palms completely 
covered the soft mounds of tender, sensitive flesh. Cindy moaned and 
squirmed a little, but Ray held her firm against the back of the sofa and 
Cindy relented without another moment's hesitation. After all, Jimmy had 
felt her breasts and even more. And maybe Ray would do some of the things 
that Jimmy had done to her. 

Ray's hands began a slow methodical kneading of Cindy's budding breasts, 
concentrating on her growing nipples, working on them until he could feel 
their stiffness from underneath her new dress which had by this time slipped 
up her young full thighs until the very edge of her panties was visible. 

"Mmmmmmmm.. . " Cindy gurgled deep in her throat as her stiffening nipples 
sent delicious chills running up and down her naked thighs. A strange 
tingling was beginning to grow deep in her loins and she reached down with 
one small hand to press gently on the exposed mound of her panty clad pussy. 
The mere touch of her small fingers at the bottom of her stomach sent her 
into a frenzy of desire and her tongue dug deep into Ray's hot, moist mouth 
and for the first time, Ray was really sure where the evening would wind up. 
With his huge cock, stuffed tightly inside Cindy's hot little 
thirteen-year-old cunt! 

The eggnog and bourbon mixed violently in his muddled head and without 
waiting another second, he reached down and lifting Cindy's hand, replaced 
it with his awn and in one full swoop, he pulled the thin nylon panties down 
until the entirety of her fuzz-covered cunt mound was exposed to the light 
of the room. 

"Oh, yeeeeessss.. . ! Cindy cooed as the cool air burst against the hotness 
of her cuntal flesh. ". . .Yessss.. .touch me there.. .touch me there.. . . 
" 

The obscene words erased any remaining doubts in Ray's head and he swiftly 
got up from the sofa and lifting the small young girl up in his arms, 
carried her into the small dirty bedroom and unceremoniously dumped her on 
the bed, her dress crumpled up around her waist, her dewy crotch glistening 
in the light that trickled in from the living room. 

"Your mouth.. . . " Cindy begged. "Use your mouth on me.. .please.. . . " 

"I got lots better than my mouth!" Ray hissed under his breath as he ripped 
his clothing off and let them fall into a crumpled heap on the floor. Soon, 
he was completely naked, his rock-hard prick sticking straight in front of 
him like some menacing weapon. But Cindy was too lost in her own child-woman 
fantasies to notice what Ray was doing. Her fingers tugged and pulled at her 
tiny clitoris, anxiously anticipating the moment when she would feel the 
warmth of a man's tongue on her sensitive pussy. A MAN'S TONGUE! The words 
exploded in her fuddled brain and coupled with the frenzied manipulations of 
her hand, caused a small explosion deep inside her womb that sent small 
waves of her sex fluids to seep out around the cushiony lips of her tender 
young pussy. None of this was lost on Ray. 

"Hang on, honey" he called out. "I'm coming in to help ya!" And with that, 
he climbed onto the bed and lowered himself directly over her slender 
teen-age figure, crushing her under his weight. Before Cindy could even 
register what was happening, he had guided the thick, bulbous head of his 
swollen prick to the tiny opening that nestled in between the fleshy folds 
of her virgin pussy. 

"OH!" Cindy gasped, feeling the giant instrument pressing tightly against 
her defenseless vaginal opening. "NO.. . .NOO!" 

But nothing could stop Ray now. The weight of his body held Cindy firmly 
down and even struggling, she could not move the dead weight of his large 
body a fraction of an inch. Ray reached down and grabbing her legs just 
behind the knees, lifted them until they were pressing into her shoulders, 
the whole of her tiny cunt completely open to him. 

"NNNOOOOO!" Cindy yelled out again. "You've got to stop!" 

In answer to her plea, Ray gave a merciless lunge forward which sent the 
giant bulb at the end of his prick bursting inside the unbelievably tight 
sheath of Cindy's never before fucked young pussy. 

The scream that Cindy's brain released was muffled by Ray's mouth covering 
hers once more as he began a hard jerking motion back and forth against her. 
Slowly and painfully centimeter by centimeter, Ray's battering ram of a 
prick forced its way into her. Cindy writhed and flailed around him, trying 
with all her available strength to escape the searing pain that boiled over 
in her loins, but to no avail. Ray was like a mad man now.. .nothing could 
stop him from his appointed task.. .to reach the very bottom of this golden 
honey pit of a pussy.. .to feel his balls exploding deep inside its churning 
young depths. With all the strength he had, he barreled into the tenderness 
of her flesh, ramming his manhood into her unprotected cervix. Cindy thought 
she had been split open and she screamed into his mouth in pain. Still, Ray 
continued like an enraged animal, rocking the full weight of his body deep 
into her upturned pussy. 

"Aaaaaaaaaarrrrrrgggggg.. . . " Cindy gagged her pain into Ray's mouth. Her 
cunt was on fire. The giant penis penetrating it felt like a gigantic 
dentist's drill tunneling deep into her belly. She struggled and tried in 
vain to escape the cruel implement but it was no use. Ray had skewered into 
her to the hilt. She was a hopeless prisoner, stuck on the end of his 
granite prick like a mounted insect. Her cuntal walls were afire from the 
size of the instrument imbedded in her loins. It felt as though he had 
penetrated all the way to her breasts. 

Above her, her mother's boyfriend gritted his teeth and fucked in and out 
with long, hard strokes that seemed to receive their momentum from the very 
tips of his toes. A feeling of absolute power rippled through him as he held 
the young teen-age girl down in total subjection to the rock-hard cock 
skewering relentlessly into her. He could feel the soft fleshy ridges deep 
inside her giving way before the merciless onslaught of his pistoning prick. 

A growing fire began deep in his balls and he knew he wouldn't be able to 
last much longer. He clamped his mouth even tighter against Cindy's and 
started a long, low groan that swelled to a shout as he began spewing his 
sperm deep up into her. The semen splashed hotly up against the tip of her 
cervix and slid back down her streaming vagina, seeping slowly out of her 
prick-filled canal. And as the violent waves of his orgasm subsided, Ray 
slid off the battered and bruised girl and passed out on the bed beside her. 

Cindy, completely dazed and almost mindless, could only lie on her back, no 
longer even able to cry. 

 CHAPTER 9 

Jimmy ran screaming into his mother's room. "Look what your darling Ray has 
done to Cindy!" he cried, pulling the disheveled girl along behind him.. . 
"Just look!" 

Cindy's scratched and bruised arms were plainly visible beneath her short 
sleeved dress, and it was apparent that she had been through something 
horrible. She had gone to her brother's room first, but had not dreamed that 
he would lead her directly into their mother's room. 

She stood quaking with a mixture of fear, embarrassment and continued shock 
over her recent ordeal with Ray, unable to meet her mother's eyes. 

Janet rapidly took in the situation, comprehending immediately what must 
have happened. She thought that her heart was about to break as she looked 
at her young daughter. With a shriek, she grabbed her up and racing into the 
bathroom, drew a deep hot tub for her. 

"Jimmy.. .you help her get undressed.. .and see she soaks in the warm 
water.. .I've got something I've got to do!" 

Janet ran downstairs, and began to pound on Ray's door. She knew that she 
would kill him if she ever got her hands on him.. .she felt strong enough to 
tear him to pieces with her bare hands if necessary. She pounded for what 
seemed a long while and still there was no answer, and finally she realized 
that he wasn't there. He would be a fool to come back here, she realized, as 
she went back up the stairs. I'll just have to call the police! She went to 
the telephone in her apartment, and was about to dial, when she heard 
strange noises from the bathroom. Curiously she went toward them, hoping 
that her little girl hadn't been too much damaged, either mentally or 
physically by the monster she had had the misfortune to get involved with! 
As she approached the bathroom, the sound of running water met her eyes, but 
along with it, her daughter's sighs filled the air. 

"Ohoh Jimmy.. .yes.. .yeeeees . . . that feels so much better!" she 
exclaimed, "soooo nice!" 

Looking in, Janet saw that Jimmy was bent completely over into the tub, the 
sleeves of his sweater getting dripping wet from the water, as he gently 
worked his hands in and around his sister's abused young pussy. His fingers 
teased high up into the young girl carrying the soothing warm water with 
them; and Cindy's head lay back on the rim of the tub, the edges of her 
blonde hair dripping in the water that lapped around her shoulders. Beneath 
the clear rippling water, the rosebud tips of her breasts peeked up, 
pinpointed by goose pimples and stiffened like little pricks as Cindy 
responded to her brother's intimate touching. 

"Oh, Yes, Jimmy.. .just like that.. .just like.. .Oh Jimmy it feels so good 
that I think.. .I think.. . . " 

Jimmy's fingers slid into the soaking soft blonde cunt hair, feeling the two 
temperatures.. .one of the water and the other the inside of his sister's 
excitedly heated little cunt. It pulsed gently around his fingers accepting 
his internal massage like balm on the soreness that Ray had inflicted upon 
her. She felt totally comforted and at ease and this realization made her 
body prey to the kind of stimulation that would work its way subtly, 
overwhelming her finally by its strong sensuality. 

"OH Jimmy.. .Jiiiimmmmeeeee! Oh I wish it were your cock.. .oh how I.. 
.wishssssssssAAAAAaaaaaaaaah!" 

The water in the tub revolved, spinning and lapping at the sides of the tub 
wall, some spilling over on the bathroom floor. Jimmy was soaked, but still 
his fingers plunged upward into his sister's still tight but now slightly 
stretched pussy. Droplets of sweat poured from his forehead, becoming lost 
in the general turmoil of the water. Leaning forward, Jimmy kissed his 
little sister's semi-parted lips mingling his tongue with the sweetness of 
her mouth. 

Jimmy turned around when he realized there was someone else in the room. 

"Hi, Mom.. . . " he smiled up at Janet. "Help me get Cindy to the bedroom." 

Janet walked over to her two young children in a daze and she and Jimmy 
lifted Cindy out of the warm water and carried her gently out of the 
bathroom. 

"Let's use your room, Mom.. . . " Jimmy suggested, the same smile still 
spread over his face. "It's got that nice big double bed!" 

* * * 

"NO.. .of course not, Jimmy.. . . " Janet sighed, turning over on her belly 
as Jimmy began to massage her round firm buttocks, while Cindy rubbed her 
mother's delicate slender feet. 

"No.. .you don't ever have to go back to the Grunder School." 

"That's wonderful Mom.. . . " Jimmy smiled, letting his fingers slip in 
between the tender cheeks of his mother's buttocks. "I'll take good care of 
you, mom.. .you and Cindy both.. .you'll see!" he said proudly. He could 
feel his young cock bulging again, and he knew that he would take his mother 
and his sister over and over in many different ways before the night was 
over.. .and the best part was that they had all the rest of the year and the 
years to come to be together whenever they wanted to, now that he didn't 
have to go back to school. 

Jimmy bent and let his tongue slip between his mother's nether cheeks. He 
felt her tremble and heard her moan his name again. Just as he was kneeling 
between her legs to get a better vantage point on the moist apertures of her 
rectum and her hair-lined vaginal passage, he felt Cindy's tongue slipping 
wetly along the rounded surface of his testicles. 

"Me next, Jimmy.. . . " she said, and her lilting little girl's voice rose 
straight from his aroused groin. "Me next!" 

* * * 

It was a few days later before Jimmy had time to sit down and write, but 
when he did, it was a note that he put his heart into. 

"Dearest Miss Jonah," he wrote in his sprawling hand, "I am going to regular 
school right after the holidays, so I guess I won't be seeing you any more, 
I just want you to know how much I learned from you and believe me I won't 
forget!" 

Sincerely, Jimmy Castle 

* * * 

By the time Miss Jonah received Jimmy's letter, she had already found out 
from the school authorities that little Jimmy wouldn't be in her class the 
next term. She was upset about it at first, but then she realized she 
thought as she opened her poetry book, "Oh well, he's probably much better 
off at home with his mother and sister than he would have been at the 
Grander School with me!" She idly wondered whether there would be any new 
boys in her class for the coming term, and then tried to put it out of her 
mind. 

"When we were together, we never were alone again.. . . " she read as her 
hand dropped to her lap to caress the soft downy vee that nestled snugly in 
between her slightly parted thighs. 


THE END
