Carol Newton unlocked the door to her 14th floor
apartment after spending a Saturday afternoon at the
movies. At 36 she was still attractive - Brown shoulder
length hair, big brown eyes and good figure outlined
nicely in skin tight jeans. She hated being alone on a
Saturday night but it had been some time since she had
a date, and well what was a lonely girl to do.
Carol thought about her afternoon at the mall - the
place had been full of teenage couples at the movies -
much to her enjoyment because she loved looking at
younger people - in fact if truth be known one might
say that Carol loved looking at younger guys -
especially boys - enjoying the sight of lithe slim
bodies in tight jeans or nice clothes.
In fact that very afternoon she had paused pretending
to look in a window, just as a group of young boys aged
about 10 to 14 passed by. She had felt that special
twinge in her loins on seeing those beautiful jeans
clad boy bodies and wondered what they would think of
an older woman lusting after them.
In her apartment she switched on her computer and
logged on to her favorite boy picture site - She needed
some relief for the tension and it wasn't too long
before she felt herself moistening to the sight of a
beautiful speedo clad 12 year old blonde Adonis. Her
hand found its way to her mound and very slowly she
started tickling herself imagining all the things she
could do with a perfect boy if ever she had a chance.
Carol knew that her feelings for young boys were not
common in women but she knew too that her obsession
with young boys was growing and had been for some years
now - She knew too that she had to have such a boy soon
or she would go out of her mind with frustration.
Eventually she stopped her gentle manipulations,
pausing on the brink of a boy inspired orgasm and moved
away from the computer - picking up the daily paper she
browsed through it until her eyes settled on the
classified adult advertisements mostly placed by female
call girls looking for customers. Her eyes scanned the
Ads noticing that some of them were placed by male
escorts looking for female customers.
One Ad caught her attention - it read simply "boys for
women" and a telephone number. Why use that wording she
wondered - it was probably just another adult male
escort service she thought tossing the paper aside and
heading for her kitchen to grab a bite of supper.
But those words haunted her - "boys for women" - What
if... she found herself thinking... What if the Ad
meant what it said... what if they were really offering
something different ? she thought.
Her mind was made up as she reached for the phone to
dial the number - what would she say? No matter, just
dial the number. A man that answered and he was very
friendly and put her at ease right away with a
friendly, "How are you," and "Thanks for calling."
The hesitation in her voice was obvious as she asked
about what they offered. "Male escorts," said the nice
sounding man. "But we specialize in younger ones,"
hence the Ad he explained.
"How old were the escorts?" she asked.
"Well, mostly they are of legal age, of course," said
the man. From about 18... this is, unless you wanted
something really special," he added. Perhaps feeling by
her voice that she was looking for something special.
"What do you mean?" she asked, pressing for more about
the special services on offer.
"Well," said the man, "Some of our lady clients request
younger guys and we try to accommodate them if we can,"
he explained.
"T-That sounds like what I want," she stammered -
hardly believing her own words.
"Okay," said the man, "But we have to check you out
first."
Carol was asked for some details about herself and told
that they would call her back.
Just 20 minutes later the man called to say that
everything was fine and that they could offer a range
of boy escorts for that same night ranging in age from
just 12 to 17. Carol mentioned that she would prefer
the younger ones.
"You're in luck. I have 2 young ones available tonight.
One is Mexican, he's about 14 with dark hair, well
built. The other one is just 12, blonde and slim and
really cute. He's just starting out but he is already
quite inexperienced."
Carol chose the 12 year old without hesitation - might
as well take my fantasy all the way - she thought...
and so it was arranged that the boy would be delivered
to her in about an hour.
Carol could not believe what she had just done and
wondered whether everything would turn out as planned
and as promised by that agency. She changed into a
light somewhat short cotton dress - imagining what a
boy might enjoy on her - a little perfume -not too much
- dimmed lighting.
What about safe sex? A condom, she thought, trying to
be practical. No, not necessary she decided. He was
just a boy after all. She felt her excitement rising as
time passed. Years of frustration and fantasy had her
anticipating and imagining the event - how easy it had
been to arrange in the end she thought - just a chance
Ad and a phone call - god she was so wet now.
Some time later the doorbell rang and she answered it -
disappointed to find a lone man on the doorstep. He
asked if it was the right place and said that he needed
to just check the place out. He looked around and asked
her for the money before making a call on his cell
phone to say "bring him up".
The boy that appeared a few minutes later, with a
second man was perfect and even better than she had
imagined - blonde longish hair, deep blue eyes and slim
with a small bulge taught against the denim of the
tight blue jeans that he had on. Sneakers, a red
sleeveless t-shirt and a beautiful boy face with a
grin, made up the rest of the package.
"Okay, ma'am, he's all yours for the night. We'll
collect him at about 8am, enjoy yourself now." And they
were gone leaving her with 95 Lbs of boy to play with.
Not knowing quite what to do next she offered the boy a
coke and grabbed a large glass of white wine for
herself. "So what's your name?" she inquired.
"Ricky," came the cheerful response as he bounced on to
the couch. Handing him the coke and sitting next to him
she inquired about him - just 12 - he stayed with his
Grandma and had just started working at the agency a
month before. He had been asked by his older brother
who worked there to help out when a lady had requested
a very young boy and he had loved it ever since.
Everyone was nice to him and he made some extra pocket
money - and he loved the sex part too - it was all he
ever thought about. The only condition was that he was
never to tell anyone else about what he did. Carol was
enthralled by his stories which flowed so easily from
this mere child. He told her about a lady that just
wanted to take photos of him. He told her about a
granny that just wanted to hold him all night and touch
him.
He told her about a woman that wanted 2 boys together
and about a woman that wanted to dress him as a girl
and about a woman that wanted him in a school uniform.
Carol could not believe her ears as she heard about all
these women that wanted boys as she had thought that
she was the only one in the world that felt like she
did.
The wine was having an effect now as she drew the boy
to her for the first kiss - she felt her pulse race and
then he was in her arms - Carol was in heaven as she
French kissed him and told him about how she loved boys
his age and how that was her biggest secret in the
world.
Her hands moved all over young Ricky now -under his
shirt - to feel his soft smooth chest and back - over
his soft cheeks and through his hair. She was just a
little surprised when he responded to her touch -
kissing her back and moving his own hands to touch her
breasts. After years of fantasy she had a perfect boy
in her clutches and she could hardly control her
excitement. She removed his t-shirt now and kissed him
again... and then as if drawn by a magnet her right
hand found his crotch and gently rubbed against it -
feeling the boy's hard boyish cock responding and
straining against the denim.
She adored the feel of his little boyhood through the
denim but knew that she needed more. She kissed him
some more and her fingers found his zipper and slowly
moved it down over the hardness of his boymeat. She was
soooo wet at the touch of this forbidden fruit and felt
herself moisten even more as she removed his jeans
now... to reveal tiny boy hips dressed in small blue
briefs which only just covered his straining 3
"erection. Oh god - she was soooo evil she thought as
she savored the pure delights of this most perfect and
beautiful nearly naked boy in her clutches.
Her hand moved down his chest and tummy once again -
this time finding the elastic of those cotton briefs
and gliding underneath the fabric to the responding
flesh beneath - Her hand engulfed his boycock - closing
her fist over it - just 3 inches of a perfect boy
erection -her hand fitted like a glove over it as she
started pumping very slowly - imagining what a boy
might like. He writhed against her hand seeming to love
what she was doing and closing his eyes as if in
rapture.
Moving her face to his naked chest she savored his
nipples with her tongue and then moved lower brushing
his flat and perfect tummy, pausing at his belly button
and then downwards to his straining boycock. He was
totally smooth and hairless - almost like a girl - her
mouth opened and she took the boy in. She felt a
delightful wickedness in the feel of his perfect uncut
little 3-incher in her mouth. She could take it all and
her lips curled around the base right against his small
boyish balls.
For years Carol had imagined what it must be like to
suck a boy imagining the feel of having an entire cock
in her mouth but the reality was even better - she knew
that she was flushed and excited and knew that making
her fantasy come true was the best thing that had ever
happened to her. Carol continued to suck and feel the
perfect smooth body of the boy with her hands and then
judged that it was time for something new. She could
not get enough of her boytoy and wanted to try
everything.
Leading the naked boy to her bedroom she undressed now
- slowly and sexily and enjoyed the sight of the boy
looking starry eyed at her own nakedness - She drew him
to the bed and lay him down.
She lay full length on her bed beside the boy now
enjoying the amazing sensations of his smooth naked
skin against her own - She had imagined many times what
it must be like to be naked against the smooth body of
a boy and now it was happening for real; She caressed
him and kissed him some more and then later, as if
knowing that it was the right moment she drew the 95lb
boy on top of her - opening her legs to feel his
hardness against her very wet and waiting pussy lips.
Reaching down she guided it in surprised at how smooth
the entry was and how the sensation of having a naked
perfect boy on top of her was sending her into an
ecstasy she had never before experienced.
She felt his boy sized cock inside her and started
moving against him knowing that she was very close to
the most perfect climax of her life - Her hands drew
him hard against her own body. She pushed upwards now
and thrashed her head -- hands on his bubble butt
trying to bring him closer - writhing against him and
feeling her own clit against his little cock shaft.
He fucked hard and fast, much faster than a man would.
Just as she imagined a boy would do. Her pussy muscles
contracted around his cock as they mated - woman and
child. And then she felt it rise from deep inside her -
unstoppable now as he continued to move on her.
He arched his body as if struck by something and
groaned as he let go his control and filled her with
his boyjuice. 1 - 2 - 3 spasms later he was shaking.
At that moment she felt her own orgasm erupt as if set
free by the boy's - "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Faster now.
"AAAAHHH! And then wave after wave of the most
fantastic climax she ever had overwhelmed the woman -
the room spun and her nails scratched the boy's back -
boy juices mingled with her own as she slowed... and
slowed... and stopped.
They lay together boy and woman for at least 15 minutes
like that just savoring the moment and the special
feelings until she gently moved him off of her. She
felt the juices running on her thigh now as they ran
out and on to her sheets - Carol had just experienced
the most fantastic sex of her life - she knew then what
she had suspected for a long time - she was addicted to
boys and that little Ricky may have been her first as
an adult but would certainly not be her last. For a
moment she pondered the possibility of pregnancy -
imagining the baby that might result and then accepting
that if she was ever to have a child it would be so
perfect if it could be fathered by a perfect boy.
Through the night they mated - boy on woman - woman on
boy - until she could no longer, and then sunlight
streamed in and sleep took over. She awakened a while
later - legs intertwined with the boys and immediately
moved her hand to his boysex - feeling it react and
rise instantly to her touch.
The boy was still half asleep as she moved sideways
against him and introduced his cock to her wet pussy
again, fucking against him and playing with her own
clit with a finger and bringing herself to a final boy
inspired orgasm again... and then waking him gently.
Then she led him to the bathroom for a shower with him
- soap suds and water - smooth boy body against smooth
woman body - erotic sensations as she washed him and
dried him. They dressed and had some orange juice -
kissing often as the moment of departure neared.
And then the doorbell rang and the boy was taken away -
Carol's great callboy adventure was over - her lusts
and fantasies fulfilled. She went back to bed for a
long Sunday morning lie in - memories of the night and
the fresh scent of the boy still on her as her fingers
glided to the spot - fantasies rising as she planned
another boy adventure.
