The “Lady”
In my neighborhood, there was a rumor. Almost a myth, years back, before there was internet or cable TV. A story about a beautiful lady that once was a boy. A beautiful woman with a cock. Hearing the older boys talk and joke about it raised my curiosity, even at such a young age. Not just curious though, the thought also made my cock hard.
I had seen the lady that the rumors were about, we all had. She lived just a few streets away, and she was very pretty. Always dressed nice, always in dresses, and always looking amazing. Now after hearing the rumor, she became irresistible to me. She filled my thoughts and fantasies. I would imagine her lifting up her dress to expose her hanging cock and asking me to touch it. I’d think about her stroking her big dick as she sucked mine. My dreams always brought me to intense orgasms, over and over again.
It had all became too much and I began to hide in the tall bushes next to her drive way, so very desperate to see her. I craved the sight of her, the smell of her perfume. Now knowing when she would return home from her work, I could hide and stroke my cock, even if at only the sight of her. It was such a turn on. I’d stay there and shoot my cum all over her walk way and bushes, long after she had already gone inside.
Night after night, I would be there waiting for her. These evenings would all play out about the same until 5 little words would change my life forever. With my eyes closed and my fist furiously working my hard dick, I suddenly heard a soft, feminine voice say, “What do we have here?” My heart stopped as I opened my eyes to see her standing there in the dark. She had seen me. I clumsily tried to hide my rock hard cock by turning away and nervously tried to speak. “Well don’t stop” the words rang through my head and time seemed to stand still. Did I hear her right? I could only manage to come up with a c***dish, single word reply, “What?”
”Don’t stop now, I want to watch.” There was no mistaking her now and I swear cum leaked out as I turned to face her, hard on and all. I could see her eyes looking at my cock and it made my knees weak. “Go on, stroke it” she said softly but firmly. It didn’t take long before my body quivered and I released a powerful, long stream of glistening, white cum near her feet. Easily the most intense feelings I had ever experienced to that point. All she said before returning inside was, “Good boy.”
That night, in bed, I replayed those few minutes over and over again in my head. I had to masturbate again just to go the sleep. She hadn’t said to stay away, she hadn’t said not to come back. How could I resist?
The very next night, I was back in the same spot. Hoping she would come back over to me and yet nervous if she did. I held my breath in silence at every little sound, trying to listen for her. So beautiful, so feminine but it was also her confidence. She had not been taken back by seeing me the night before and she had also firmly told me what to do. That was, strangely, also such a big turn on. I heard foot steps, my brain seemed to be tingling, I could begin to see her, there in the dark. That perfume she wore began to fill my senses. It was the smell of beauty, pleasure and erotic sex all at the same time. “I thought you would be back.” I loved her voice and when she next said, “Well, take it out” I think I loved her.
Her eyes on me seemed lustful, as mine were on her. I slowly stroked my already hard cock and became wide eyed when she quickly caressed and squeezed her breasts. So sexy! I didn’t think anything could be hotter, then she reached out her hand and I felt her finger tips stroke the underside of my tight balls. It was the first time anyone else had touched me. My head was swimming. She stood closer now and wrapped her hand around my shaft. My breathing heavy, my cock throbbing, I just stared at her hand on me. It was then that I knew I had to know! I had to know if the rumor was true. I was at a fever pitch. I had to feel her also! I tried pulling up her dress, but she stopped me, gently pushing my hand away. My lust and excitement had taken away the nervousness. I looked into her eyes and said, “I want to feel you also.”
She looked back at me, starring back into my eyes and paused. Then slowly lifted her dress up, just enough to allow her to wiggle her panties down. Even at that young age, I wanted nothing more than to feel a cock between those legs. Head swimming, but nothing would have stopped me. I reached my hand out, like she had done to me, and felt her stiffening, thick dick. So warm in my hand, so hard and so incredibly sexy. I felt her eyes on mine, seeming as if to judge a reaction, but I just continued to stare down. Down at the object of so much of my fantasy and desire. Her hand back on my cock also, we stood silent for a moment, slowly stroking and feeling each other’s throbbing, hard dicks. I wanted to kiss her, I felt like kissing her, I wanted to somehow express how wonderful this all was for me. But, the excitement was too much. I held her cock tightly in my hand as she brought me to the most sensitive, most satisfying orgasm of my life and let me shoot my cum all over her pretty little dress.
To say I was in some kind of love would be an understatement. I was addicted to these experiences and to her. I only wanted more, more of everything.
The next time I saw her, I was again hidden in the bushes. Filled with so much young lust and excitement, so much anticipation. She walked out and with only the moonlight to see by, I could tell that she had paused. Just seeing her made my cock hard and I couldn’t help but squeeze it through my jeans. Silent and still, she looked around, then motioned for me to come to her. To follow her inside.
I didn’t know what to do, only what I wanted to do, so I quickly moved in to kiss her. Her lips so soft, her perfume so intoxicating. Then she pushed me back, “Slow down” she said. Again, her dominating the moment and taking charge only seemed to turn me on more, want her even more. “You are so beautiful” I told her. She was so damn beautiful! So when she took my hand, I eagerly followed. She had me sit next to her on the couch, then she raised her skirt!
She had nothing on, no panties, just cock, thick beautiful cock. She put her hand on the back of my head and gently, but firmly, pushed it down. “Kiss it” she said, but I needed no encouragement, I would have done anything she asked and more! No nerves, no fears, just pure lust and desire. Her shaft felt warm and smooth on my lips, soft yet firm. I drank in her scent as my lips, then my tongue, ran over every inch of her, making her swell and harden. Although I had never done it, I knew what I wanted. I wrapped my fingers around her thick base and pointed the engorged head of her cock at my mouth.
The taste odd at first, but almost instantly addictive. I wanted more, I wanted to take her deeper. I just did what my natural instincts, my desires, were telling me. I lustfully took her cock to the back of my throat and almost gagged. Up and down, I sucked her, pausing only to catch my breath and to look at her hard, saliva soaked dick. I didn’t think anything could be sexier or more beautiful.
She put her hand on my shoulder to hold me back, then began to stroke herself. Her big, hard, thick self. I found myself jealous and wanting to be the one to pleasure that cock, but she held me back. She looked so incredible. So sexy, so feminine, so erotic and so very hard. She began to softly moan and loudly pant. Then, thankfully, her hand moved to the back of my head and my lips encircled her cock’s head. Hearing a soft, “ohhh” sound, I felt and tasted her jizz flow into my mouth. There was no thought, I wanted everything she could give me. I swallowed her cum while still trying to suck and pleasure her and to taste every last drop.
I felt drunk. My head felt tingly and light. Her cum making me feel as if it were a magical love potion. I was young, that’s how I felt.
She then moved to her knees in front of me and started to unbutton my pants. I helped her and also removed my pre cum soaked underwear. I think she smiled at seeing them, seeing just how turned on all this had made me. First, she licked up all the pre cum from my stomach, then from my cock, which was already throbbing and bouncing. I could feel my eyes rolling back, dizzy and hazy. She licked my balls and ran her hands over my thighs before taking my on edge cock into her gorgeous mouth. I came almost instantaneously and she licked it all up as my whole body convulsed.
”That was quick” she said as she smiled and looked at me. Now rubbing my thighs again, she said, “That’s OK, we can work on that.”
As we walked back to the secluded side door of her house, she stopped me, gently kissed me on the lips and said “I’m Maggie.”
I had seen the lady that the rumors were about, we all had. She lived just a few streets away, and she was very pretty. Always dressed nice, always in dresses, and always looking amazing. Now after hearing the rumor, she became irresistible to me. She filled my thoughts and fantasies. I would imagine her lifting up her dress to expose her hanging cock and asking me to touch it. I’d think about her stroking her big dick as she sucked mine. My dreams always brought me to intense orgasms, over and over again.
It had all became too much and I began to hide in the tall bushes next to her drive way, so very desperate to see her. I craved the sight of her, the smell of her perfume. Now knowing when she would return home from her work, I could hide and stroke my cock, even if at only the sight of her. It was such a turn on. I’d stay there and shoot my cum all over her walk way and bushes, long after she had already gone inside.
Night after night, I would be there waiting for her. These evenings would all play out about the same until 5 little words would change my life forever. With my eyes closed and my fist furiously working my hard dick, I suddenly heard a soft, feminine voice say, “What do we have here?” My heart stopped as I opened my eyes to see her standing there in the dark. She had seen me. I clumsily tried to hide my rock hard cock by turning away and nervously tried to speak. “Well don’t stop” the words rang through my head and time seemed to stand still. Did I hear her right? I could only manage to come up with a c***dish, single word reply, “What?”
”Don’t stop now, I want to watch.” There was no mistaking her now and I swear cum leaked out as I turned to face her, hard on and all. I could see her eyes looking at my cock and it made my knees weak. “Go on, stroke it” she said softly but firmly. It didn’t take long before my body quivered and I released a powerful, long stream of glistening, white cum near her feet. Easily the most intense feelings I had ever experienced to that point. All she said before returning inside was, “Good boy.”
That night, in bed, I replayed those few minutes over and over again in my head. I had to masturbate again just to go the sleep. She hadn’t said to stay away, she hadn’t said not to come back. How could I resist?
The very next night, I was back in the same spot. Hoping she would come back over to me and yet nervous if she did. I held my breath in silence at every little sound, trying to listen for her. So beautiful, so feminine but it was also her confidence. She had not been taken back by seeing me the night before and she had also firmly told me what to do. That was, strangely, also such a big turn on. I heard foot steps, my brain seemed to be tingling, I could begin to see her, there in the dark. That perfume she wore began to fill my senses. It was the smell of beauty, pleasure and erotic sex all at the same time. “I thought you would be back.” I loved her voice and when she next said, “Well, take it out” I think I loved her.
Her eyes on me seemed lustful, as mine were on her. I slowly stroked my already hard cock and became wide eyed when she quickly caressed and squeezed her breasts. So sexy! I didn’t think anything could be hotter, then she reached out her hand and I felt her finger tips stroke the underside of my tight balls. It was the first time anyone else had touched me. My head was swimming. She stood closer now and wrapped her hand around my shaft. My breathing heavy, my cock throbbing, I just stared at her hand on me. It was then that I knew I had to know! I had to know if the rumor was true. I was at a fever pitch. I had to feel her also! I tried pulling up her dress, but she stopped me, gently pushing my hand away. My lust and excitement had taken away the nervousness. I looked into her eyes and said, “I want to feel you also.”
She looked back at me, starring back into my eyes and paused. Then slowly lifted her dress up, just enough to allow her to wiggle her panties down. Even at that young age, I wanted nothing more than to feel a cock between those legs. Head swimming, but nothing would have stopped me. I reached my hand out, like she had done to me, and felt her stiffening, thick dick. So warm in my hand, so hard and so incredibly sexy. I felt her eyes on mine, seeming as if to judge a reaction, but I just continued to stare down. Down at the object of so much of my fantasy and desire. Her hand back on my cock also, we stood silent for a moment, slowly stroking and feeling each other’s throbbing, hard dicks. I wanted to kiss her, I felt like kissing her, I wanted to somehow express how wonderful this all was for me. But, the excitement was too much. I held her cock tightly in my hand as she brought me to the most sensitive, most satisfying orgasm of my life and let me shoot my cum all over her pretty little dress.
To say I was in some kind of love would be an understatement. I was addicted to these experiences and to her. I only wanted more, more of everything.
The next time I saw her, I was again hidden in the bushes. Filled with so much young lust and excitement, so much anticipation. She walked out and with only the moonlight to see by, I could tell that she had paused. Just seeing her made my cock hard and I couldn’t help but squeeze it through my jeans. Silent and still, she looked around, then motioned for me to come to her. To follow her inside.
I didn’t know what to do, only what I wanted to do, so I quickly moved in to kiss her. Her lips so soft, her perfume so intoxicating. Then she pushed me back, “Slow down” she said. Again, her dominating the moment and taking charge only seemed to turn me on more, want her even more. “You are so beautiful” I told her. She was so damn beautiful! So when she took my hand, I eagerly followed. She had me sit next to her on the couch, then she raised her skirt!
She had nothing on, no panties, just cock, thick beautiful cock. She put her hand on the back of my head and gently, but firmly, pushed it down. “Kiss it” she said, but I needed no encouragement, I would have done anything she asked and more! No nerves, no fears, just pure lust and desire. Her shaft felt warm and smooth on my lips, soft yet firm. I drank in her scent as my lips, then my tongue, ran over every inch of her, making her swell and harden. Although I had never done it, I knew what I wanted. I wrapped my fingers around her thick base and pointed the engorged head of her cock at my mouth.
The taste odd at first, but almost instantly addictive. I wanted more, I wanted to take her deeper. I just did what my natural instincts, my desires, were telling me. I lustfully took her cock to the back of my throat and almost gagged. Up and down, I sucked her, pausing only to catch my breath and to look at her hard, saliva soaked dick. I didn’t think anything could be sexier or more beautiful.
She put her hand on my shoulder to hold me back, then began to stroke herself. Her big, hard, thick self. I found myself jealous and wanting to be the one to pleasure that cock, but she held me back. She looked so incredible. So sexy, so feminine, so erotic and so very hard. She began to softly moan and loudly pant. Then, thankfully, her hand moved to the back of my head and my lips encircled her cock’s head. Hearing a soft, “ohhh” sound, I felt and tasted her jizz flow into my mouth. There was no thought, I wanted everything she could give me. I swallowed her cum while still trying to suck and pleasure her and to taste every last drop.
I felt drunk. My head felt tingly and light. Her cum making me feel as if it were a magical love potion. I was young, that’s how I felt.
She then moved to her knees in front of me and started to unbutton my pants. I helped her and also removed my pre cum soaked underwear. I think she smiled at seeing them, seeing just how turned on all this had made me. First, she licked up all the pre cum from my stomach, then from my cock, which was already throbbing and bouncing. I could feel my eyes rolling back, dizzy and hazy. She licked my balls and ran her hands over my thighs before taking my on edge cock into her gorgeous mouth. I came almost instantaneously and she licked it all up as my whole body convulsed.
”That was quick” she said as she smiled and looked at me. Now rubbing my thighs again, she said, “That’s OK, we can work on that.”
As we walked back to the secluded side door of her house, she stopped me, gently kissed me on the lips and said “I’m Maggie.”
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