Andrea Perkins was a conservative, cross-legged, straight-laced woman who lived in the neighborhood. She was a natural beauty. Every time I've seen her she's had on very little makeup and is always dressed fashionably but very conservatively.

She was the type of mom that June Cleaver could identify with. So when I got a call from her I was a bit mystified why she would be calling me and what was so urgent? I of course knew her son Frank. He is much like his name. He is an average kid of 15 years old. He has brown hair and eyes and built like most boys of that age. He plays 2nd base on my son's baseball team and doesn't stick out and as far as I can tell, there's nothing remarkable about him. As I said very ordinary.

I made my way over to the Perkins house a little before noon. It wasn't far and it was a nice day so I decided to walk. I got to their two floor white with blue shuttered house and rang the doorbell.

As I waited I enjoyed the warmth of the sun and admired Andrea's flower garden. In a thought to myself I wished that I could get more than just weeds to grow in my yard but with a smile I though about all the young boys that do plenty of planting in my bedroom.

"Hello Rachel, I wasn't expecting you so soon." Andrea said from the door.

I was caught in a dirty little daydream and just smirked. As always she was dressed very conservative; a light blue dress and a thin white sweater. In my best "I'm a concerned friend" voice I said, "Well Andrea you sounded like it was important on the phone so I wanted to get over here as soon as I could."

Her eyes looked to the floor for a moment before she shyly invited me in. I entered the potpourri smelling home and was lead into the living room. I was seated before she said another word.

"Yes it is rather urgent. Thank you for coming so soon." Nervously she rang her hands while her eyes darted around the room as if looking for something to lend her courage. Seizing on something she rose and started towards a cabinet. "Would you like a drink?" She was nervous!

I would never have thought of a woman like her having a drink at this hour. It was only a bit past 11:00. "Isn't a bit early for that?"

She paused as though hit with some unseen force. Setting down the glass she said, "You're right it is a bit early in the day to start drinking."

Smiling I quietly walked over to where she was standing and while lifting a glass for myself I said, "It will be our little secret." She jumped at the sound of my voice but settled down and poured us each a glass of scotch. It's not my favorite but she seemed to need it and I was willing to lend her some support.

Taking my seat again she approached me but remained standing. "Rachel, I have something very important to ask of you. It's very serious and I'm a little afraid so please bear with me." She quickly downed her drink and poured herself another. With a sigh she started right in "My son is gay and I want you to make him straight."

She blurted the words out so fast I was sure that I heard her wrong. "You what?"

She continued as though I hadn't spoke. "I know that you have bedded some of the young men in the neighborhood and I want you to sleep with my son and make him straight. I can't have a gay son." The last sort of took the last of her will and she collapsed on her chair.

I was so shocked that I didn't know what to say. How did this woman know that I have been with some of the neighborhood boys? Has she told anyone? If anyone knows I could go to jail! No if she told anyone she wouldn't be asking me to sleep with her son. Wait she WANTS me to sleep with her son? Did I hear her right?

"Andrea if your son is gay, he's gay. That is the way he's suppose to be."

"Well YOU'RE going to make sure that doesn't happen. YOU'RE going to fuck him and make him straight. You're gonna make him straight or I'm going to call the police and you're going to go to jail. I can't have a gay son. I can't! He can't be gay!" she began with such fire but by the end she was sobbing.

I moved over to where she was seated and tried to lend some comfort. Cradling her head I smoothed her hair, "It's ok Andrea, it's alright. I'll make everything better for you." How, I didn't know, but I was not going to jail, that was for sure.

The alcohol and emotional strain seemed to be too much for her and after crying for a bit she dozed off. I tried to wake the sleepy Mrs. Perkins but only brought her to semi consciousness. I managed to get her to her feet and dragged her off to bed. She kept mumbling about her son not being gay, poor thing. I decided to strip her naked before putting her to bed.

The lovely Mrs. Perkins was a beauty. Thin, with lovely breasts but her pussy was overgrown with thick curls of pubic hair. Lightly running my hands across her left breast I watched as her nipples harden. "Mmmmm," she moaned out arching her crotch upward as if begging for attention. So I gave her some.

Sitting lightly down on the bed next to her I was truly in awe of her beauty. I trailed my right hand lightly down her stomach and brushed through the mass of hair that was hiding her pussy. Cupping her mound in my hand she bucked once again and gave a small moan. The heat from her pussy was growing under my hand. Slowly and firmly I began to massage her pussy. She began to rotate her hips and her pussy really started to leak.

In short order the odor of her arousal was obvious in the room. My pussy was also quite damp. Bending over to her delicious breasts I took her right nipple into my mouth. I began to lightly suck and lick on her hard nipple. "Ughhh" Andrea moaned out arching her back off the bed. Her breathing was labored and her face red showing her arousal. Moving towards the foot of the bed I spread her legs pushing her knees up to her stomach and to the sides. Then I lowered my head between her thighs.

After taking in her odor I parted her vaginal lips and gave her a gentle lick. I my pussy really started to juice. I've a lot of pussy eating experience and I enjoy doing it, and in my opinion Andrea had a lovely pussy. My light licks were soon bringing gasps from my unaware lover and were urging me on. "Oh Blake," she passionately gasped.

"Who's Blake?" I thought as I really began to eat her pussy. She began to grind her inflamed sex against my mouth and really started to moan. I knew that she was close to cumming so I concentrated on her clit. Sucking it into my mouth and massaging it with my tongue. With a loud squeak she locked her a hand behind my head, grinding her hairy but oh so delicious mound against my mouth and came. She shook all over as I lazily lapped at her pussy.

"Oh yes that was wonderful," she mumbled quietly. She would twitch now and then and her breathing began to slow. I needed some relief now. Sliding up her body. I lay fully clothed on the naked Mrs. Perkins.

I kissed her neck softly and she arched her neck towards me. I then kissed her full on the lips. With a start her eyes opened. She screamed and tried to stand and cover herself all at the same time. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" She didn't get more than half way up as I was still on top of her.

"What do you mean sweetheart? I thought you were having fun?"

"What are you talking about? What's going on here?"

I got off the bed and slowly began to get undressed. "What are you doing!?"

"Don't play so naive Andrea. I gave you pleasure and I think that it's only fair that you reciprocate. Don't you?" I said with my shirt open revealing my white lace bra.

"I don't know what you're talking about. The alcohol must have given me a... an arousing dream and you heard me."

"Oh it did lover, and you took me to your room stripped naked before me and had me eat from your womanhood." I let my short skirt fall to the floor.

"Ahhh," her breath caught as I revealed my bare pussy to her. "Andrea please," I strained as though I was begging "I need it so bad. I did it for you, now you should do it for me."

"No! No I won't, that's disgusting."

I let my shirt slip off my shoulders to puddle on the floor with my skirt and advanced towards her huddled form. "Please Andrea, please" I said kneeing on the bed with her. "No I can't, I can't!"

I could sense that her resolve was dwindling. She wanted to taste me but couldn't allow herself. Tilting her face up to mine I kissed her deep and sensual. She whimpered as I kissed her. When I broke the kiss I knew her crisis was over. She was still feeling the effects of the alcohol and her own arousal. Looking into those eyes of hers I could see the flames of arousal.

"It's ok, it's ok," I said softly. Leaning back on her bed I guiding her head down between my legs. When I was flat on my back I spread my legs wide giving her an unobstructed view of my excited sex. Her face was inches from where I wanted it. She looked to me puppy dog eyes and I reassured her, "It's ok kiss my pussy."

Her face lowered the few inches to my vagina ever so slowly. I let out a small groan and relaxed when her lips encircled my clit. "Hmmmm, that's nice Andrea." I said reassuringly. I watched her eat me.

She looked to me for encouragement from time to time but she was either a practiced pussy licker or just naturally talented. Keeping pressure on the back of her head she ate. Tonguing my clit and feasting on my womanly juices I moaned out "Oh Andrea that's nice. Eat my pussy."

She cringed at my words but I had a plan and I had to break her.

"You like tonguing my pussy don't you? That's right I can tell. Swing around so I can eat you again."

Whatever was holding her back from eating me before certainly didn't stop her from quickly swinging her legs over my face and lowering her drooling pussy to my waiting mouth. She was wetter than when I had made her cum with my tongue and her clit looked like it was ready to explode it was so big and distended from under it's hood.

"You've got a messy cunt Andrea. You like sucking my pussy. Ohh that's a good girl just like that."

She was ravenous now. I could tell that she had to have eaten a woman before. Good girl no more.

"That's it Andrea your such a good girl. If your good I'll let you suck it after your son is done in me."

This set her off. I had two fingers I her pussy and was tonguing her clit. I had prolonged her orgasm because I wanted the selfish bitch to make me cum before I let her. When I said that I would let her taste me after her son was done it broke something in her and she came with the force of a tidal wave. So much repressed emotion all gushing out of her red, juicy, pussy at once.

"AHH!! AH!! AHHHHHHH!!" she screamed from atop my face.

She fell forward spent. Her last orgasm had drained everything from her beautiful body. She wept and I held her in my arms for a while before we both took a small afternoon nap.

Waking, I found that I was alone in her bed. I walked naked through the house and found Andrea sitting on her couch in a bathrobe sipping some tea. My presence disturbed her thinking. I sat down beside her and took one of her hands in mine.

"Are you alright?" I asked. She seemed like she was about to cry again and I wanted to give her some comfort.

"I want you to know that I'm not a lesbian."

"I didn't think that you were, but I know that you've done that before."

She hunched her shoulders slightly as if I had hit her. After a moment she relaxed and said, "In college I had a roommate and we would... you know"

"Suck each other's pussies," I supplied.

"Yes but it only happened once in a while."

"It's ok. Sex is beautiful and it's something that should be enjoyed. I know I had fun today and I suspect you did too."

She turned to me and looking at my smiling face she couldn't help but smile back. Her grin spread and she couldn't contain her happiness any longer and started to laugh a genuine laugh of happiness and contentment. I started to laugh along with her. "Come one sweet heart we have to do something."

I led her to her bathroom and sat her on the toilet seat. "You have a beautiful pussy but you need to trim some of the hair away." I said looking for her razor and some scissors.

"I've never shaved down there before," she said a little shyly.

"Every great painting has a good frame just like your pussy needs one. I'll just trim a bit so that you can see things better and when I'm eating your wonderful pussy I wont get so much hair in my mouth."

This made her smile a bit. I trimmed a little and shaved her just to give her pussy a better form and to trim back the brush so to speak. She still had a hairy pussy. "Retro" would best describe it a big brown V between her perfect thighs. Shaving a woman can be very erotic and it definitely aroused Andrea. When I rinsed her off the petals of her flower were open and wet with her clit begging for attention.

"You're horny again Andrea," I said standing above her as my right hand played between her legs.

"Will you... will you eat me again?" she said in a wavering voice.

I bent and kissed her deeply. Our tongues dueling deliciously. "Mmmmm" of course I will my sweet." Helping her to balance both of her feet on the seat of the toilet her pussy was on perfect display. Lightly breathing in her aroused vagina I began to tease her.

Whimpering she pleaded. "Pleeease, just do it!!"

"Shhh," I said as I held a finger to hr lips. Ever so softly I touched her clit with my tongue. This made her breathe sharply and buck her hips. I toyed with her for a good 5 minutes.

"Please do it. Please make me cum. I'll do anything. I'll help you rape boys I'll eat your cunt in front of my father just make me cum."

More lust-induced oaths were sworn before I gave her the pleasure that she wanted. On my knees with my face between the thighs of the formerly shy housewife Andrea Perkins I ate her to another tremendous orgasm.

"OH GOD! I'm coming ah I'm coming oh god ahh ahhh ughhhhh!!" she screamed out and locked her pussy to my already drenched face. I bet she never screamed like that with her husband.

We dressed and before leaving she and I made out heavily at the door. "Calm down sweet hart. I'll come by tomorrow and take you shopping and after we can have a little fun."

"Shopping? What are we buying?"

"You'll see," I left and walked home.

On the way home I spotted a few boys from the neighborhood. "Hi Mrs. O'Neil." Joshua Jacobs. Josh is 18 now and just graduated. I was his first of course and he was the only male that I have ever truly enjoyed anal sex with. I have let many boys and a few men explore my ass but never had one given me the pleasure that he had. I don't know why but that is that way it was. It only helped that he is and avid ass man also. We had broken off our relationship a year ago.

"Mrs. O'Neil, I'm so happy I got to see you." He looked so excited.

"Hey Josh what's going on?"

"I got a scholarship to UCLA and I wanted to thank you."

"Thank me?"

"Yes you helped make me into the man I am."

"Oh that's so sweet." We embraced in a heartfelt hug. To anyone else in the neighborhood it would look normal. Josh was a good kid and popular. I was just congratulating him on his success but if they could hear what he whispered in my ear. "Let's celebrate. Let me slip inside you one last time. I'm not a boy anymore. I want to take you like a man."

I swear the devil made me do it but 20 minutes later I was in a secluded parking lot allowing Josh to slip his cock up in me in the back seat of his crappy car. The cheap fake leather seats stuck to my ass on the hot day as I leaned back with my skirt up as he unbuckled his pants.

"Josh sweetheart aren't you forgetting something?"

He had his cock out and was getting ready to lean in and got to town. "You want me to wear a condom?" he asked in a surprised voice. I never have the boys I'm with use condoms. I'm safe and I have double birth control. I take my birth control everyday and I'm married.

"Of course not sweetheart."

"Then what's the problem?"

"How many times did I tell you that a woman expects to be eaten properly BEFORE you are allowed to put your dick in her?"

"I just thought..."

"No you didn't think. Those young girls are corrupting you. You better remember all that I have taught you when you go off to school. I'll forgive you if you give me a nice cum." I settled back with a nice smile as he set to work on my aroused pussy. I had given Andrea a few nice orgasms but I was left out in the cold. It was worth it for my freedom. Josh however was going to have to pay though.

He started out rather poorly. I guess those school girls he'd been fucking weren't as demanding. A male will do just enough to blow his load and no more. Soon though I had him on the right track and he was eating me the way I had trained him. It almost brought me to tears. His face buried between my legs. I remembered all the times that we had been together he had grown up between my thighs.

"Ahh... Ahh... Ahh... fuck yes. This is exactly what I needed. Eat my little pussy."

He started to say something to me but I ground my heated up pussy against his mouth so that he would keep going. I was getting close and didn't want to talk. My orgasm swept up on me with toe curling force.

"Ahhhhhh fuck Josh. AHH!! I ground my young lovers face against me as he brought me off.

Coming to my senses, I noticed that I had handfuls of his hair and was still slowly grinding the poor boy's face all over my pussy. "Oh that was beautiful. You want to slip inside of me now?" I said letting go of him.

"God yes," he said forcing his pants down. The sun was shining down on my half naked body as he guided his now man-sized cock up inside of me. I splayed my legs as wide as I could in the back seat of the car to allow him entry. It was a little uncomfortable at first but it was well worth it. We kissed deeply we he was buried deep within my body.

"Mmmm you're so hot. I love you Rachael."

"I know sweetie," I replied.

He started to feed me his cock in steady strokes. God it was perverse lying in the back of his shitty car in a parking lot allowing him to take me for "old times sake". I ran my down his back and cupped his ass. It wasn't the smooth skin of a boy but that of a man. My baby had grown up. His cock had grown quiet large too. Uncomfortably large for my preference.

Gritting my teeth I urged him on. "That's it baby fuck my pussy. Fuck me good. Show me how grown up you are." I arched my hips to get better penetration. He was fucking so fast and hard I wanted to get off with him.

When he started moaning I knew that he was getting close and wanted to drive him over the edge. "Aahhhh baby, you're going to fill me up? You're going to cum in me just like you used to? Huh, baby you're going to shoot your baby cream in my belly?"

"Ahhh Mrs. O'Neil I'm getting close."

"I am too sweetheart cum in my belly when I'm ready. You want to cum with me don't you?" I arched my back a little more so that when he would fuck up into me it would rub my clit.

After a few good strokes it was all I needed to send me over the edge. "Ahh yea Josh I'm cumming. Yea, ahh cum in me now." Driving hard to the finish line he increased his pace and shot his virile load of teen cum up into my body.

He lay on top of me for a bit still joined below the waist. We kissed and held each other. We whispered lies to each other. Him telling me that he loved me and that he would love no other and me telling him all the things that a young man like Josh needed to hear. It was the sunset of our relationship though and it was a good end.

I painfully peeled myself off the cheap leather seat. "Oww." I had red lines on my back and ass where the seat had dug into my flesh. There was also the tell tale cum stain, white on black, on the seat beneath my ass when I got up to move to the front seat. Kissing him good by at my house I said my good byes and wished him luck. I went inside and showered and cleaned my self up and started on dinner.

The next day I called my new friend Andrea to take her shopping. She complained that she couldn't and didn't have time so I just went over when I was ready. When she answered the door she said that she couldn't go and was busy again. I knew what the problem was because she wasn't looking at me. She had spent the night in thought and came to the conclusion that what we had done was wrong.

Forcing my way in I shut the door behind me. Taking hold of her I said "Andrea look what we did together yesterday was wonderful. You have to realize that." "It's wrong I shouldn't be doing those things. I'm a mother."