Chapter 1

Lisa had been married for years and felt her life had hit a rut somewhere between mundane and boring. About the only excitement that happened seemed to come from her children or their friends. Now that her girls were older, Lisa didn't have to be home all the time for them but being a devoted mother, she still worried that they stayed on the straight and narrow. Ruth, the oldest at 18, was really her stepdaughter and in her last year of high school. Julia was 17 and Logan was 15 and both were children Lisa had with her husband Rodney.

Rod was older than Lisa and the type of man who was set in his ways. He didn't like anything out of the ordinary and that included his sex life. Lisa found this confining and it troubled her to some degree to know her mind wondered. She would find herself dreaming and thinking about the hard, muscular bodies of some of the teenage boys that often visited one of her daughters. To make matters worse, their home seemed to be the neighborhood hangout and a person could often find many teens around.

Lisa cautioned both girls to be careful with the young boys, as she didn't want them taking any risks that could have serious repercussions. She did feel good about the way her daughters acted with boys and on the odd occasion she caught them fooling around, she made sure to warn them. One afternoon while Lisa was home because she did not feel well, she found it thoroughly exciting to watch Ruth and her steady boyfriend fool around. Most of it was quite innocent but Lisa did notice that each teen did grope the other on a few occasions.

One day at work, some of the women got on the topic of sex and eventually one mentioned that she read erotic stories on the Internet. Lisa had heard of sites that posted stories about sex but had not had the courage to try finding any. She thought of lying when they asked her if she had read any of the erotic material but decided not to for fear they would think she was very worldly. When she told her co-workers that no, she had not used one of the story sites, they kidded her for being such a prude.

Well if that was what they thought of her, she would show them, Lisa decided. She would find one of the sites that were mentioned during the conversation and see what all the fuss was about. Surely, the stories could not be as suggestive and kinky as the women alleged, she thought, but secretly hoped to find some that would inject new vigor and excitement into her sex life.

Luckily she was a supervisor and although it was not acceptable to use restricted sites on a work computer, Lisa was willing to do a quick search to see what she could find. It was so strange and surprising when that familiar tingling deep inside her tummy, the one she used to get during the dating years before getting married and having the kids, made her feel aroused. The excitement and anxiety gave her the courage to proceed into uncharted territory.

Lisa easily found a story site and downloaded one story. Then another and another until she was truly amazed at what fantasies other people dreamed about. She felt guilty for reading such erotic stories, especially during working hours, and one thing quickly became very apparent to her. Lisa needed to satisfy deep burning fires searing her insides and it was not long before she was masturbating almost every day.

Her upbringing and family values instilled in her by her parents taught her that masturbating and touching one-self for personal pleasures was immoral and wrong. Lisa's own family were very open about sex, well she mused, she was with the children but Rod was very unapproachable when the subject came to sex. Lisa was the one that counseled the girls and even Logan about sex and how young teenagers should be extremely careful and prudent. She had hoped the girls didn't do the evil thing and although she suspected Logan did it behind her back, it was almost acceptable for young boys to masturbate during their early years.

For some strange reason, Lisa found self-gratification quite pleasurable after getting all worked up and aroused from reading erotic stories. She would fantasize that she was actually in the tales and, at first, thought they were all fictional. After awhile she was not sure, as the characters seemed to get much pleasure and enjoyment out of the sinful affairs and they appeared so real.

It didn't take long to find a favorite writer and she searched for every story written by dawn1958. Her stories were about submissive women who considered the sexual encounters that happened to be non-consensual. These women were forced into having affairs and Dawn seemed to use blackmail and coercion to perfection. Lisa found it hard not to get overly stimulated after reading about Jennifer, Doris, Susan, Kerri, or any of the other heroines. She found herself fantasizing constantly about being one of Dawn's distraught women who was forced to comply with a young man's demands.

Gawd, if it ever happened, Lisa was positive she would die. Not from fear or fright but from having such an erotic dream fulfilled. She always considered being unfaithful to Rod would be the worst sin of all but kept telling herself that reading stories and masturbating was not hurting anyone. In fact, Lisa would scold herself when one of her daughter's young boyfriends was around and her mind fantasized about being a submissive woman controlled by a teenager. Their hard, muscular bodies were difficult to ignore and Lisa often found her eyes lingering far too long on certain attributes of these teens.

With all the new images and fantasies filling her head, it was not long before Lisa began to notice the real world around her in much more sensual detail. She became more tolerable to the incidences when her fantasies included the teenagers visiting her own children. Ruth, the oldest, had a steady boyfriend, Ronnie, and he was constantly around the house sniffing after his first love. Julia also had a steady stream of boys chasing her, as both girls possessed their mother's beauty and in particular her sexy, irresistible figure.

All three had gorgeous boobs and even Lisa's held their great shape at almost 40 years old. If the facts were known, the teenage boys considered Lisa's appearance extremely sexy and loved the way her breasts jiggled when she moved. Most of them couldn't keep their eyes off her and took every opportunity to stare, which often brought stern warnings from the two daughters.

Lisa and her daughters were well built in every womanly aspect with slim waists and narrow hips, which made their butts look more lustrous than they really were. If Lisa only knew of her appeal to the young teens, it may have prevented the future unfolding in a purely erotic manner. By sheer accident one day, a buddy of Ruth's boyfriend stumbled across Lisa secretly spying on her daughter.

Ruth and Ronnie were outside on the patio deck taking in the glorious sunshine and playing around the way only teenage lovers can do. The boy who caught Lisa came to pickup his buddy and he entered the home unannounced. Many of the teens who visited Lisa's girls did that and it was acceptable to merely walk in the house without a formal invite. When he silently came through the large living room and peered into the den, which was adjacent to the backyard patio, he spotted Lisa standing quietly looking out a window.

At first it didn't register that she was spying on her daughter, not until he heard giggling from the backyard, and he only ogled Lisa because of her sexy appearance. He put two and two together and like a secret agent, tiptoed back out the front door so he would not be seen. The teen decided to take an alternate route to pickup his buddy and went around the house to enter the backyard from a side gate. He approached the two lovebirds and immediately they asked him if he was all right. His face was a rosy red caused from seeing the gorgeous mother just minutes earlier so his friends noticed the flushed appearance. He quickly brushed it off as nothing and proceeded to enter a light bantering with Ruth and Ronnie.

It was only recently that Lisa or either parent was at home during the afternoons so it was not surprising that the teenagers in Ruth's close-knit group didn't expect adults to be home. Lisa had purposely changed her work schedule so she could take in the fantastic sights and scenes of frolicking teenagers. Besides, she reasoned that she was merely ensuring that things didn't get out of hand without any adult supervision and that substantiated her being home certain afternoons.

Ruth and Ronnie didn't mind her mother being around at times and most of Ruth's friends considered Lisa as cool. Her great sense of humor enabled Lisa to become accepted by her daughter's group and none of them even noticed if she happened to be wandering around the house. None of the little telltale signs of Lisa becoming too complacent and letting down her guard registered in her enlightened mind so it was not surprising that she would find herself in a dilemma.

It was going to be a few minutes before Ronnie would be ready to leave so the boy decided to go inside the home hoping to see Lisa. He used the excuse that he needed something cold to drink and went to the kitchen to find the mother already planning to quench the thirst of the teenagers. Lisa recognized the newcomer, as Don, arrive moments earlier and join Ruth and Ronnie on the patio. She knew nothing enticing or erotic would happen after the boy joined the two, so she busied herself in the kitchen.

Lisa was always the kind and devoted mother and thought that preparing something cold for the teens to drink would be greatly appreciated. She was just pouring the last of the drinks when Don entered the brightly lighted kitchen and she greeted him with a pleasant smile. Don looked at her as if she was a queen and marveled at her sexy attire. It did not take much to arouse a young teenager with hormones that were always on fire and he looked at Lisa with a devilish plan forming in his head.

She explained the drinks and he watched her seductive body move as she took two of the glasses outside for Ruth and Ronnie. After a couple of witty wise cracks with the couple, Lisa re-entered the house and Don started a lighthearted conversation with her. They chatted about everything and each threw in a bit of humor to keep the comms light and interesting. The boy finally got around to asking Lisa what her work schedule was so he would know which afternoons she would be home. When she informed the excited teen that tomorrow was the next one, his heart skipped many beats with the thought he would soon have the upper hand over her. The weather forecast was for perfect sunshine and he knew his buddy would be with Ruth, catching as many rays as possible after school.

Don correctly assumed Lisa watched the pair on every occasion and he planned to fulfill a long-time dream. The following day, he invited one of his close friends to join him and they slinked into the house. Their hearts almost stopped when they saw the beautiful, sexy mother standing motionless at the same window as yesterday. That was not true, Don quickly realized, as Lisa appeared to have her hand in front of her midsection and her arm was moving back and forth at a furious rate. The glass was the two-way type where a person could see out easily but you had to be right up to the glass to see inside.

The boys couldn't take their eyes off the gorgeous woman who was putting on the sexiest display of open desire that they had ever witnessed. It was obvious she was masturbating while watching something outside and it didn't take much of an imagination to realize she was sexual excited from spying on her daughter. They were unable to move a muscle all the while Lisa went through the throes of undaunted lust and each yearned to be with the seductive, mature woman.

Lisa was so intent on watching Ruth and Ronnie that she was oblivious to anything else. Her daughter appeared to be extraordinarily randy and had her hand all the way inside her boyfriend's swimsuit. They were sun tanning on the deck and each wore a swimsuit for the occasion. Ruth quickly had the boy sexually stimulated and the hard evidence stood out prominently in front of his slender hips. Lisa's eyes were riveted to the scene and secretly she hoped Ruth would reveal the most intimate details of the teenager's male endowment.

She knew it was wrong for both Ruth to be doing what she was doing but also for herself to be spying on the pair. They assumed there was perfect privacy in the secluded backyard and the heavy petting usually turned into something far more sinful after each was fully aroused. It was more than apparent to Lisa who the aggressor was by the boy's struggles to retain some dignity but Ruth was not to be denied. Lisa stared at the large bulge in the boy's suit and it made her blush thinking of what he really would look like naked. Her heart was beating so fast that blood rushed to her head and caused her to miss the little noises of someone entering the room.

Suddenly, a rustling noise behind her made her freeze and Lisa really didn't know what to do. Her heart beat even faster than it was from watching the lovebirds and out of the corner of her eye, she could see two shadowy figures moving closer. The gig was up and she wondered why they were in her house? Who they were was a mystery but she assumed they had some connection to Ruth and her boyfriend. All Lisa could tell was that there were two, teenage boys but she did not dare look at their faces.

Oh gawd, they were right behind her and Lisa could feel the hot exhale of air on her skin from their breathing. Her heart threatened to explode if it beat any faster and her head turned so that she faced straight ahead. Fear riveted Lisa to the spot and the vivid image of her daughter pulling a massive penis into the bright sunlight was lost in the frightening moment. Getting caught spying on her very own daughter was incriminating and something she could never explain so she stood motionless for an agonizing minute.

Suddenly strong hands pushed on Lisa's shoulders and forced her to place her hands on the window frame to keep her balance so not to fall into the glass. Her feet remained nailed to the floor and she closed her eyes for some reason she wasn't sure of. Lisa felt like she was in a most vulnerable position but her mind refused to let her oppose the sudden assault. Her arms supported her body weight and the boy held Lisa prisoner with one hand pressing into her back. The feeling was similar to having a policeman do a body search and Lisa prayed that it was all merely a bad dream.

Lisa's head was filled with the most vivid, colorful images and they all included her womanly figure being held by some faceless young men. The events that transpired fit perfectly into her dream and everything seemed to be in 3D. Her delusion had hard bodied teenagers all around her and it was impossible to get away from their caresses so she stood motionless. The suspense of not knowing what they would do to her made Lisa's heart pound rapidly and her head throbbed in trepidation.

Lisa suddenly felt a hand slip under her loose fitting shirt and her breathing stopped instantly. She was confused. Was this her fantasy or was it really happening? Then the hand rose to cover the cup of her bra and she began to quiver inside. The person took the liberty to squeeze and fondle her breast getting bolder by the second without a reprisal.

Suddenly eager fingers grabbed the elastic band of her bra and held the lacy garment out from her flushed skin for only a second. The boy's attack was sure and quick and he felt Lisa's body jerk when his fingers slipped into the 34C cup. Lisa most likely should have been wearing a 36 as the 34 cut into the fleshy portion of her boobs causing the excess titty to spill out of the lacy cups. She imagined the smaller bra made her breasts appear bigger and she loved the look.

The boy felt tremendous courage from having Lisa remain in a slave-like position and he got braver. He cupped the soft, velvety flesh in his young hand and could not resist pinching the little pebble pushing into the palm of his hand. "Aaah, aaah, oh no, oh gawd my nipple is throbbing soooo," was a silent prayer that somehow got conveyed to both boys.

Not satisfied with one, the boy quickly roamed freely and his hand moved from one tit to the other while paying particular attention to the hardened tips. His strong fingers pinched the nipples hard enough to make Lisa want to scream but she stifled any sound so as not to alert the two outside. The scene on the far side of the glass had progressed to a point where her daughter's hand was giving her boyfriend the ultimate payment. Ruth stroked Ronnie's long, exposed cock but Lisa had her eyes closed.

The second boy sprang into action and his hand slipped between the tight waistband of Lisa's shorts and her taut tummy. A gasp of surprise escaped her mouth when the boy's hand slipped into the sweltering playground and approached her private mound. The horrible realization of the intruders seeing her masturbating when they invaded her safe haven hit her and Lisa comprehended there would be no forgiveness.

Yes, she was doing that evil thing while spying on two teenagers. Lisa's instincts told her to run like crazy and get away from these two boys before she lived to regret what happened. But for the strangest reason she remained captive. It made her shiver with the awareness she was most willing to submit to the predator's wishes without recourse and Lisa's decision was easily understood by the teens. The boy with his hands on her chest gave a short, quick jerk and rolled the lacy bra above her heaving breasts putting both hands on her silky boobs. Lisa kept her eyes shut and pinched the lids closed tightly not wanting to see who was touching her.

Demanding fingers surrounded the two bullets and twisted the hard pebbles to make Lisa's breathing become very ragged. He pinched the nipples hard enough to make her moan in a futile attempt to ignore what the boy was doing to her, then he pulled the buds out from her chest. Lisa stood obediently with her hands spread on the window frame and her arms supported her body so she would not collapse. She allowed a boy to molest her without so much as a protest.

Lisa wanted to cry out for mercy when deft fingers slipped into the neatly, trimmed forest and twirled the short, curly hair around in a carefree manner. Her sense of morality screamed for her to stop the affair at once but she refused. How many times had she masturbated and dreamed of being forced to do something against her will? Often Lisa fantasized about a hard-bodied, teenage boy doing things to her. It filled her with feelings of guilt but that did not stop her from submitting to the two shadowy figures.

She was a mature, grown woman who was devoted to her loving family and wouldn't dare do anything so drastic as being unfaithful to her husband, Rod. Internal fires blazed away deep inside her womanly chamber and doubts quickly consumed her logic and reason. Lisa remained a servant to two teenagers and she was filled with uncertainties of having enough courage to resist their attack.

Suddenly the tip of a boy's finger entered Lisa's universe and he pressed down hard on the ultimate control button. Why she held her legs spread wide enough so he had complete freedom would forever haunt her. He easily opened the soaked labia and pressed on the swollen clitoris sensing it had some profound control. The teen pinched it between his thumb and forefinger and when Lisa's hips started to thrust and roll wildly, the boy realized he held something that would enable him to become master over his fantasy woman.

Abruptly he pinched the throbbing bud harder and pulled it out from its puffy, hooded shelter. Lisa's legs buckled and threatened to collapse but somehow she remained upright as the boy fondled her without any resistance from his victim. Her temperature rose so high her face was totally flushed and anyone could tell Lisa was a woman about to experience deep passion.

The teen leaned forward and put his lips to Lisa's ear. "Did you get your pussy all wet for me?" he asked and it sent a shiver of embarrassment through Lisa. She knew precisely what he meant and it made her even more submissive. He twisted and rolled the tender morsel around with his demanding fingers and she suddenly realized what uncontrollable lust really was. Long she had heard about such lust but never believed it would ever strike her. She began to whimper like a lost child and felt the soaring fervor take over her mind.

Lisa was not the kind of woman to let herself go, always retaining a small amount of control in case of emergency. She was raised with a strict, religious background and it was immoral and sinful to succumb to undaunted desires. Yet she stood steady against the wall and allowed the young man to molest her without putting up an ounce of retaliation.