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Introduction:

I am a firm believer, that we have no more choice, as to what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table.
I was sitting at the bus stop, when the old buick pulled up and an old lady [ 50-55 ] asked where I was going and I told her.

I wasn't hitchhiking, so I was surprised that she had even stopped for me. I was also surprised because it was a lady and not an older man, the ones that usually gave me a ride, when I was hitchhiking.

When I had told her, where I was going, she offered to take me there, since she was going close by there anyway but needed to stop by her place first, to pick-up something and asked me if that was okay with me and I said sure and thank you very much.

She reminded me of an ex- teacher, I had had one year, back in school. Everything prim and proper, if you know what I mean. Not a hair out of place, clothes properly pressed and nails done to perfection, to say the least.

When we got to her place, she said that I could come on in, if I wanted too. Being hot in the car, I went on inside with her and watched as she got her pictures together. Charcoal drawings, that she was taking to an art show. Nudes, all of them.

They were really beautiful and when I asked her, who did them, she said, " I did. " I couldn't believe it, so she started another one for me. This one was of me. The only problem being that all of them were nude's and I was embarrassed about taking my clothes off, so she could do it.

I offered her all kinds of excuses and finally she gave-in and told me, " Okay, you can leave your underwear on " and for whatever the reason, I started taking my clothes off, right there in front of a stranger. Even though she was a woman, I still felt weird, in some strange kind of way, doing it.

Especially when she took me into her bedroom and made me lay across her bed, to do the drawing.

I had been laying there for 15 or 20 minutes, with her drawing me, when she brought the picture over to me and said, " Baby, I can't do it," I need to see you naked, to get my inspiration. And with that she started to slowly slide my underwear down and I let her. So embarrassed, as my little boner started to come up. Making her squeal like a little girl, when she saw it.

I tried to cover it up, with my little hands but she kept moving them, telling me that she needed my hands away from me, so that she could get the fingers right. Whatever that meant.

If I said that I wasn't embarrassed, as I laid there, letting an older woman look at me, while I had a little boner, I'd be lying because I had never been so embarrassed before in my whole life, and somehow she knew it, as she sat down on the side of the bed, trying to comfort me.

It all started out so innocent, as she put her hand on my back and started to more or less stroke me. Rubbing my back gently and calmly brushing her finger tips across my little butt cheeks. Watching me twitch and my trying to hide it, as my little boner get even bigger. And that's when she asked me, if she could rub my back, with some of her special oils.

When I said, " Okay, " she went into the bathroom and closed the door. I could hear the water running and believe it or not, I fell asleep, because she was in there, so long.

When I woke up, she was on the bed with me and pouring her warm oils onto my back. The only problem being, that now she was naked too and I had never seen a full grown woman's, hairy bush. And I whimpered when I saw it, as she slid her hand down, spreading her swollen lips, with her tiny fingers, whispering , " You like " as she held them open, showing me the pretty pinks and reds inside. Surrounded by her swollen brownish outter lips. Swollen from being fucked to much by the boys, when she was younger. I was thinking.

I was to embarrassed to answer her as she pulled her fingers away, letting her brownish swollen lips, close back down around it. Covering the pretty pinks and the reds inside but it was still showing her little clit, up at the top of it. As she went back to rubbing her warm sweet oils onto his back.

She had the slowest and gentlest hands, as she worked the warm oils into him. Telling him that they would make him shine and that she would be able to see him better, in the lights.. Gently pushing and coaxing him, onto his stomach. All the time working her finger tips, down slowly, to his little butt cheeks. Pausing every now and then, to drip more oil onto him.

When she had gently pushed him all the way onto his stomach, he had pulled his little legs together and now she was gently trying to pry them back apart. Whispering, " No baby, we have to get oil down in there too," as she slowly slid her well oiled hand down, along the inside of his little thigh, working it slowly, up to were his little balls were. Barely touching them, with her finger tips. Once again watching, what he would do.

The tinyest whimper came out of him, as she slid her oily fingers around them, dripping more oil from the little bottle onto them, cupping and pulling on them gently. Getting some kind of strange satisfaction out of hearing him whimper again and again, as she fondled them, telling him, " I need to oil them baby, I need to oil them " and he let her.

As soon as she had his little balls well oiled, she worked her fingers back up and started masagging his little butt cheeks. Working her warm oils into them, telling him, ' It won't be long now baby, your almost ready." As she kneaded and massaged them, gently spreading them apart, so she could see his little asshole.

Squealing like a little girl again, as it came into view. Fighting the " urge " to bend down and kiss and lick on it. So afraid, that she might scare him away.

As soon as she reached out and touched it, he moaned, " No " and started to roll over but she quietly coaxed him back onto his stomach, by telling him, that she wasn't going to " hurt it. "

That she just needed to rub some of her sweet warm oils, all around the little edges and work it down into the little creases. Making it shine for her, so she could draw it better.

Asking him to spread his little cheeks apart, so she could get at it better, telling him that it would keep the warm oils, from going down,onto her bedspread.

Watching as he reached back and slowly pulled his little cheeks apart, turning her on even more, when his little asshole came into view, his little virgin asshole.

She raised her little oil bottle way up above it, getting some kind of thrill, from watching the little warm oil drops falling back down onto it, one by one. Making him whimper, each time another one dropped on it.

The whole time that she was dropping the warm oil onto it, with one hand, she was rubbing her little clit and then fingering herself, with her other hand. And he never even knew it.

Again, when she reached out and touched it, he started to twist away but once again she calmed him, by telling him, " Easy baby, it'll all be over, in a minute." as she started rubbing her warm sweet oils, into the edges of it, gently easing her finger tip, up into him but not enough to upset him and he let her do it, thinking that she was just rubbing her warm oils into the edges, like she had told him.

The longer she did it, the better it felt to him and pretty soon she was bending over and whispering, " You like it, don't you " and he almost peed, as he heard the little whimper come out of him, as he said " Uh huh " and really didn't understand what was happening but she sure did.

As she gently crawled up on top of him, laying down on him and whispering, " The heat of my body, will make the oils work beterr." So, he let her.

She had been laying on him for about 2 minutes, when he felt the slightest movement starting down in her pelvis. Ever so slightly at first but getting braver and braver, when she didn't feel any resistance from him. It was like she was starting to do a little " bump and grind " on him and he couldn't believe it, as he just gave-in and let her do it.

Then he felt it, as her finger tip started rubbing and teasing the edges of his little asshole, as she gently worked her finger all the way up into him. Pinning him down on her bed, as she laid on top of him and finger fucked him, as he laid whimpering underneath her.

Whispering in his little ear, " Come on baby, give it up " as she heard his little whimpers, turning into little moans, little moans of pleasure, as she worked it in and out of him faster and faster. Watching as he humped her bedspread, with his little boy boner.

All at once crying out, " Aggghhhhhhhhhhhh " as his little butt and asshole started to buck and jerk underneath her and his " boy cum " squirted under him and onto her bedspread.

Just when she was sliding her finger out of him and he thought that it was over, she spread his little cheeks again, putting her hairy bush back up to his little asshole and whispered, " No baby, it's my turn now " as once again she started grinding her pubic hair, onto and into his little asshole. Riding his little ass, like he was a girl and she was a boy, until her sweet juices were flowing, flowing onto his little asshole and down onto his little limp cock and balls, as they nestled under it. Wetting him, with her sweet, girl juices.

Even though he didn't understand what she was doing " Fucking him " in her own mind, he still felt real funny because he had enjoyed it and didn't understand why.

Neither of then said a word, as they both got dressed and she went ahead and drove him the rest of the way across town. Telling him, " See you again, baby " and he answered, " Uh huh " as he got out of the car and she calmly drove away, with a little smile on her face.
14 comments

Anonymous readerReport

2009-06-13 00:07:22
I'm a firm believer, that we have no more choice over what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table. PEACE...MILKER

Since some of you may not like this story and what it's about, may I suggest that you click on my name, that's up next to the title of this story and perhaps you will find one that's more to your liking....Milker

harmny420Report

2008-06-15 23:10:48
very hott! every time i read one i your stories i have mind blowing orgasms. thank you!

READERReport

2008-02-22 15:35:29
I'm sorry that you didn't like it, like I've said before, I'm not a writer. Perhaps you would prefer to read some one else's stories.

I'm a firm believer, that we have no more choice over what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table. PEACE...MILKER

Since some of you may not like this story and what it's about, may I suggest that you click on my name, that's up next to the title of this story and perhaps you will find one that's more to your liking....Milker

READERReport

2008-02-21 13:06:39
Reader from 05-02-06 - 16:24; is thruthfuly right, I mean First person; then half way through third?

READERReport

2007-01-24 22:31:49
I'm a firm believer, that we have no more choice over what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table. PEACE...MILKER

Since some of you may not like this story and what it's about, may I suggest that you click on my name, that's up next to the title of this story and perhaps you will find one that's more to your liking....Milker

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