Chapter 2

I was really happy with the way it went with Tony but I decided to lie low for a bit. I found a nice spot near Robie Creek and stayed up there for a couple of weeks and, as well as enjoying the amazing natural splendor, I actually did some work.

A little over a week later I had to get back to civilization to go online to take some websites live, and because I was getting horny again.

I went to Meridian this time and the results were very interesting. I picked up a lad called Steve. He was a very serious young man: black hair, big dark, soulful eyes, and a lovely little bod. He was sixteen and I didn’t get a smile out of him until I showed him my ass.

He was like a thing possessed, with no prompting at all he had his tongue on my anus and was licking away like there was no tomorrow. It was absolutely lovely, and with a little help from my fingers on my clit, I had a luscious cum, but he still didn’t seem to want to stop.

I shuffled round until I could see his face in the mirror on the back of the door, or I would be able to if he ever took it out from between my ass cheeks! I had a moment of feminine intuition.

“Are you imagining that it’s your Mom’s ass?” I asked him.

His little face popped up and he stared at me in the mirror.

“How did you know that?”

“Us girls just know these things sometimes,” I told him. “Does she let you do this to her?”

“No,” he said somewhat bitterly. “She shows it to me a lot. But she won’t let me touch it at all.”

“You poor little thing!” I told him. What I was actually thinking was ‘What a prick teasing bitch’. I really wanted to cheer him up. “Would you like to fuck me in the ass?” His little face lit up and he was at my ass like a dog on its favorite leg.

“Wait, wait, wait!” I shouted at him, laughing like mad as I tried desperately to get to my hand cream.

Once I’d lubed him up I let him off the leash again and he gave me one of the best ass fuckings that I’d ever had. The massive waves of pleasure when I came just went on and on for ages. He was so smiley and grateful afterward, it was really cute.

That sort of became the pattern of my life. I would spend the week up in the mountains, then come down on a Saturday for a bit of fun.

Not all of my attempts were successful, a couple of boys just looked frightened when I flashed at them. I would feign outrage and accuse them of peeking up my skirt, nothing nasty, just enough to hopefully discourage them from telling anyone about what had happened.

Mostly it worked great but there were a few letdowns. A boy called Andrew seemed promising right up to the point when I took my panties off. Then he looked positively horrified. I looked at his groin and he had the same bulge that I’d seen earlier, so I was very confused.

“Do you like girls, Andrew?” I asked him quietly. He hung his head.

“I prefer boys,” he told me under his breath. I went to him and gave him a big cuddle.

“That’s fine. Sorry, my bad. It’s just that...” I told him and looked down meaningfully at the lump in his jeans. He put his hand into his pocket and pulled out a bunch of tissues. We both laughed and I squeezed him fondly. Mental note: check out their package before flashing them in the future.

“I could still give you a blowjob if you’d like? A mouth is a mouth.” He nodded to me and I bent down and took off his jeans and briefs.

It was soft and lovely and my mouth watered as I looked at it. I slipped it into my mouth and licked and sucked it lovingly. It was starting to come to life and I put my arms around him and filled my hands with his firm butt cheeks.

When I slid a finger between them and tickled his little asshole his cock suddenly grew in size dramatically. I put the finger up to my mouth and dribbled on it before putting it back and wriggling it into his tight little asshole.

I heard him groan and he started to fuck my mouth in rhythm with my finger fucking of his wrinkled hole. When he came I had the dual delights of a mouthful of lovely warm cum and his ass crushing down sweetly on my finger with each spurt.

When he was all done I stood up and tried to give him a little kiss on the lips but he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue into mine. We had a beautiful, really quite passionate kiss.

“I think maybe you like girls a bit as well,” I told him with a smile before I sent him on his way.

Several weren’t keen on licking my pussy and had to be persuaded. I found the ‘I’ll kiss yours if you kiss mine’ approach very effective in those cases.

One day I was having a lot of trouble finding a likely candidate. The only possible was a little lad who turned out to be called Jack. He was lovely but tiny. I made it an absolute rule not to go with anyone under fourteen but luckily he had his High School ID on him and he was exactly that.

Unfortunately, his penis, although gorgeous, was in proportion to the rest of him i.e. a bit on the small side. It worked very nicely though, and his semen tasted a bit of pineapple, I guessed he must have been drinking juice or something. When it came to fucking me he was just a bit too small, and he came before I was barely even getting started.

I was describing to him how to suck my clit when I saw the size of his hands. I’m quite small ‘down there’, so I’d never even considered letting anyone fist me before but Jack’s hands looked perfect.

I got my handy lube and slathered it all over his hand, then told him what I wanted him to do. We took it very slowly, but the feeling of being stretched was exquisite, bordering on painful but in a really good way. When he finally managed to get his whole hand inside it was almost overwhelming, I’d never felt so full. I had to help him thrust into me because the muscles in my vagina were squeezing down on him so hard, but it was out of this world.

I think he must have been putting pressure on my G-spot because I came really quickly. The darling little boy chose that moment to follow my earlier instructions about clit licking and, I don’t know if it was because of the fisting or just that I was so relaxed after my first cum, but I squirted! I’d never done it before and it was like a dam bursting, sort of like peeing while orgasming. But it definitely wasn’t pee. Poor Jack got a faceful and I licked him clean afterward and it didn’t taste like pee, it tasted like my normal juices only a lot thinner. Yummy!

Jack was so small and light that for my favorite suckling ending to our love making I was able to actually hold him up to my breasts and fondle his little bottom while he sucked on me. It was absolutely wonderful.

It was all going swimmingly until I got to Nampa. There was nothing doing immediately in the park and I was just sitting reading a book when a young lad came up with Betty in tow.

“Is this your dog, Mam?”

“Yes, and it’s Anna, not Mam,” I answered. “She’s called Betty. Where did you find her?” I kicked myself for getting the name wrong but hoped I’d get away with it. I shuffled forward on the bench which made my skirt ride up nicely and leaned forward to give him a view of my half-cup lace bra down my blouse.

“She’d chased something up a tree and was running in circles around it.”

“That sounds like her. Always chasing something. And you are...?”

“Oh sorry,” he said, not taking his eyes off my tits, “I’m Roger.” Oh, I bet you are, I thought, looking at the lump starting to grow in his jeans.

We played the normal game until I was convinced that he was interested, then made as if to leave with my shopping. He did the decent thing, but as we were leaving, Betty was hanging back.

“Come on Sally.” He called to her. Hold on, I thought, how the fuck does he know she’s supposed to be called Sally?!

When we got inside the van, I stripped him from the waist down, blew him ‘till he was almost cumming, then took my mouth away.

“How did you know about me and Sally?” I asked him. He made little mewling noises while thrusting his penis towards my face. I leaned back to avoid it.

“Tell me how you knew she was called Sally when I didn’t tell you, then I’ll make you cum.” He went to reach for his cock to touch it himself, but I slapped his hand away and then kissed his knob lightly making it twitch and him groan. I tickled his balls with the tips of my fingernails.