J Watson - Chained women

He smiled at her. "I've been waiting for you."

"I just bet you have," lane grinned at him. "I have a great new book."

"And I've got some new things to show you," Jimmy said.

Jane looked a little curious. Jimmy had never before seemed so glad to see her. Of course, she did give him a good time, but a few stories and a hand-job were not worth all the excitement he was showing.

They went into the living room. There was a metal box on the couch and Jane looked at it in puzzlement.

"I've had these for a while," Jimmy said. "I thought you might like them."

Jimmy opened the box and took out his pictures. He began turning them over so that Jane could see. Jane was shocked. She had never realized that a boy like Jimmy could get hold of pictures like these. Why, college boys would have been turned on by his pictures!

"My God, Jimmy," she said softly. "Where did you get these?"

"I bought them," Jimmy said proudly. "But that's not all. I wanted to tell you something. I'm not a virgin any more."

Jane looked at him. She thought she could tell if he were lying. There was a look of fierce pride in his face. No, he wasn't lying, she decided. He really had gone out and gotten his cherry busted.

"Well," Jane said. "That's wonderful. Who was the lucky girl?"

"I couldn't tell you that," Jimmy protested. "It wouldn't be fair. Besides, there wasn't just one girl."

Jane opened her eyes wide.

"My goodness," she said. "You have been getting around."

"Yes," Jimmy said. "I've fucked two girls already. And you're going to be the third."

At first Jane didn't believe what she had heard. She stared at Jimmy in amazement, trying to think of something to say. She couldn't.

"Y-You're crazy," she stammered.

"I don't think so," Jimmy laughed.

"You're half my age. You're almost a little boy. In fact, you are a little boy. I can't do anything like that with you."

"Yes you can," Jimmy said in a determined voice. "And you will."

"Like I said," Jane said, "you're crazy."

"I know a good reason why you should go to bed with me."

"What's that?" Jane asked.

"Blackmail."

"Blackmail?" she asked incredulously. "How could you blackmail me?"

Jimmy took on his most childlike face. "But sir," he began, "I didn't know what she wanted. She read to me from all those books and I didn't know what she was talking about and she made me take out my thing so that she could play with it. I was scared, Judge. Honest to God! I didn't know what she was doing but I knew I couldn't argue. So you see, sir, none of it was my fault."

For a moment Jane didn't comprehend, and then a slow grin crossed her face.

"You little bastard," she said.

There was no animosity in her tone. Instead there was a grudging admiration.

"I get your body," Jimmy said, "or I start talking to my parents about the strange baby-sitter. How many other boys do you play your games with?"

That struck home. Jane's face went pale. "You are a little bastard."

"What's it to be?"

"What can I say? You win. I hope you enjoy it."

"I know I will," Jimmy said.

He stood up. A bulge was already forming in his trousers. He took her hand and led her to his parents' bedroom. He had one of his mother's frilly black nightgowns spread out across the bed.

"You have everything planned," Jane said. "Right down to what I wear."

"I wanted it to be right," Jimmy said. "I saw my mother in this nightgown once and I always wanted to see a girl in it. A girl I was about to fuck."

"I'll change in the bathroom," Jane said. "I don't want you to get too greedy too soon."

Jane picked up the nightgown and walked into the bathroom. She shut the door behind her.

Jimmy sat down on the edge of his parents' bed. His head was throbbing and so was his cock. He was relieved. He had tried a bluff on Jane and it had worked.

If Jane had spoken sharply to him he would have sneaked away to a corner. It was worth the risk. He was going to get fucked, and this time not by a little girl. This time by a real woman with big tits!

"You know," he said loudly. "I've thought about having a girl in this bed for a long time."

"Really?" said Jane.

"Yes. Ever since I was small. I got up one night to get a drink of water and I heard noises coming from here. My mother sounded like she was crying. I walked to the door and looked in. Mother and Daddy were fucking like a couple of animals. He had her on her knees and he was driving his big cock into her ass, and she was loving every minute of it. Ever since then I've had dreams about it. Except that it's me with my cock ramming into my mother's ass."

"You're a naughty boy," Jane accused.

Jane came out of the bathroom and Jimmy nearly choked. His mother's black nightgown fit Jane perfectly. It was a shortie gown, and it came just below Jane's thighs. She wore nothing underneath it. He could see the blonde hair of her pussy. A big, blonde gash like the brown gash of the woman in the pictures; Jane's big tits were poking their way out of the nightgown.

"Do you like?" Jane asked, doing a little turn.

"God, yes!" Jimmy said.

Jane looked directly at Jimmy's crotch and licked her lips invitingly. She could see that his hard prick was threatening to bust out of his trousers.

"I think you're ready," Jane observed. "Yes," Jimmy agreed. "I'm ready." She walked to him and placed her warm hand on his thigh. She smiled as she ran her hand up further until she was rubbing his prick through his trousers.

"Tell me about those other girls," Jane said. "Were they as nice as me?"

"Oh no," Jimmy said. "They were just little girls."

"Did they have tits?" Jane asked.

"One did," Jimmy admitted, "but not half as big as yours."

"Good," Jane said. "Then I'm your first real woman."

She continued to rub his crotch until Jimmy couldn't stand it any longer. He pulled her into his lap. Her wonderfully soft ass seemed to caress his prick.

She let him find her lips with his tongue. Her mouth was hot and sucking. She opened her lips and met his tongue with hers.

He was content to kiss her there for a while. Finally he began to move his hands. He moved one hand up to caress her soft tits.

"Felt any like those?" Jane asked.

"Hell no," Jimmy said.

He fondled her tits, caressing her huge nipples until they were hard. He bent his head and kissed her on the throat. He was filled with her womanly smell. Her hair felt like tiny hands rubbing against his face.

"Come on," Jane said. "Let's see what you have there."

She pulled away from him and began to unbuckle his pants. He let her do all the work. She tugged at his zipper and finally was able to pull his pants down.

Then came his shorts, and then her soft fingers were gently stroking the soft skin of his cock. She let two fingers form a circle around his cock-head and she began to stroke him.

"Nice," she said. "It's nicer than when I just give you a hand-job. Now it's waiting to be fucked."

"Oh yes," Jimmy agreed. "It wants to be fucked."

He pushed her away. Then he shoved her toward the bed and she fell back. Her creamy-white thighs opened. He could see her pussy hairs curling out from the edge of the nightgown.

He ran his hands up her thighs and parted her legs wider.

"Don't be impatient, love," Jane said. "We have a lot of time."

Jimmy didn't think he had all that much time. His prick was jumping with impatience. He couldn't wait until he stuffed it into her waiting cunt.

He drew back.

"Take the gown off," he said.

Jane lifted her arms and he helped her slide the nightgown off her white body. For the first time she was totally nude. Jimmy whistled at the sight of her body. She was flawless. Much better than the women in the pictures!