D Abby - The juvenile casting couch

"Go ahead, explore. I'll like the feel your fingers in there. It will feel as good to me as it felt to you when I held your prick."

Pat turned his attention back to Anne's cunt. He held the hairy outer lips apart. He sniffed. It smelled real good. His prick start to get hard again. Pat was examining the inside of a cunt.

There were another pair of pink lips, down low, inside the hairy ones. That must be where he had pushed his fingers and later on his prick. He pushed his fingers in again and watched the lips closed around his fingers.

He wiggled his fingers and Anne wiggled in response. She liked that so he wiggled them back and forth. There was a bump above those inside lips. Pat rubbed it and Anne wiggled again. He wondered what that was, he raised his eyebrows and looked up at her.

"That's my clitoris. It's usually called a clit. It feels good when you rub it, it's supposed to be just about as sensitive as the head of your prick."

Anne's clit got bigger as Pat rubbed it. It must be the equivalent of his getting a hard on. Gee, her cunt smelled real good. He sniffed his finger. He tentatively stuck out his tongue and licked it. It tasted as good as it smelled.

Like most boys his age Pat had heard about lapping cunt but like most boys his age it was another thing he didn't really believe. Anne had sucked his cock, would she want to have him to lap her cunt? He looked at her again. Anne was grinning. It was as if she were reading his mind.

"Go ahead, give it a try. You might find you like it. Most men do."

That was like a dare. She was telling him if he were a grown man he would do it. He wouldn't prove he was a boy. He looked at her cunt. That moisture was mostly his cum and he drank his cum all the time when he jerked off. He thought it would probably taste just as good from her cunt as it did from his hand. Her cunt juices smelled real good too. If they tasted like they smelled they wouldn't too bad either. He got between her legs, took a deep breath, and ran his tongue along the inside of her outer cunt lips. Anne's hips jerked. It didn't taste bad at all! He rather liked it.

He grinned and Anne grinned back. This kid was a find. It had taken her months to get other odd job boys to lap cunt. One of them had never done it. Pat was about to lap her cunt on the day he lost his virginity. This made his tongue feel even better in her cunt.

Pat licked her cunt again. If Anne's clit was as sensitive as his prick he knew it would feel good if he licked it. It felt good when she licked on the head of his prick. He licked her clit and her hips moved. He licked some more. It was big enough so he could suck it into his mouth. Anne wiggled when he did that and he knew that he was making her feel good.

He moved his mouth down to the inner cunt lips and sucked some cum out. Anne wiggled some more. He thrust his tongue between the lips and pushed it in and out. Anne's hips were up off the bed by now. This was neat. He liked lapping cunt. He liked the way he could control Anne's response. He pushed his tongue in and out a couple more times then sucked on her clit again. Anne was moaning and tossing her head from side to side.

"Ahhh! Ohhh! You're making me come. I'm coming! Oooo! Lap my cunt! Suck my clit! You're making me come!"

Pat followed her direction. Her cunt contracted around his tongue. This was real neat. He never realized he could make a woman act like this. Wow!

Anne pushed his head away. His ministrations were driving her up the wall. She reached her limit. Pat sat back on his heels wearing a shit eating grin. He'd done a good job and he was proud of it. Lapping cunt was a lot of fun. Anne knew that a boy this age needed encouragement and praise to bolster his ego.

"Well, you certainly figured out what you were supposed to do to make me feel good. I told you that you would know what to do. Your instincts are good and you don't mind going with them. That was one of the best cunt lappings I've ever had. I could almost swear you've done this before. Do you like lapping cunt? Was it fun lapping my cunt?"

"Gees, yeh. I started to do it just to pay you back and make you feel good for sucking my cock but I got to like it after a while. It's fun making you wiggle your hips and toss your head from side to side like that. You don't have to suck my cock to get me to lap your cunt any more. I'd do it anyway."

Anne pulled Pat up and kissed and hugged him.

"Pat, I didn't suck your cock just to get you to lap my cunt. I like sucking cock for itself the same way you like lapping cunt. I like to make you feel good the same way you like to make me feel good. What's this? You've got another hard on. You get on top and fuck me. Get on your knees between my legs. That's right. Now we'll get your prick into my cunt. That's right now push."

Pat followed instructions. Anne reached down and positioned his prick at the entrance of her cunt. Pat's prick slid into those inner cunt lips again. He lay there for a moment savoring the sensation of that warm sheath around his prick then flexed his hips. His prick rode out then back into Anne's cunt.

Wow! He was fucking again. Anne wrapped her legs around his hips. Pat repeated the hip thrust and he felt Anne's crotch come up to meet his. She moved her hips in opposition to Pat's cock thrusts and their bodies slapped together each time they met.

Pat had come three times in the last hour and a half. He had a lot more staying power now and he had a lot more control of what he was doing. He was in no hurry to shoot off this time. He eased his hips down until he felt his prick fully engulfed in Anne's warm, slick cunt then slowly pulled back to get the most of the mild friction of Anne's slick sheath on his hard prick. Anne matched Pat's slow rhythm.

Gradually Pat picked up the tempo. Anne's cunt contracted. His hips flashed up and down. Anne's hips ground round and round. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; he shot another load of cum into Anne's cunt. Anne continued to move her hips till all the cum was milked out of Pat's cock and it was soft.

Anne surprised Pat again. She kissed him then turned his body around to lick the cum off his prick. Her cunt was in front of his face. Without thinking he lapped the remains of his cum and her cunt juices out of her cunt. This completed, Pat turned around and kissed and hugged Anne some more.

"My God! Shirley will be home from ballet in a few minutes."

Pat dressed. Anne put on a bra and panties under her housecoat. Pat was moving boxes up to the attic when Shirley came in the door. Pat blushed. What if she found out what he was doing with her mother. Wow! He had to be careful.

His wanted to brag about this to the boys at school but he better not. David would have it all over school in a day if he found out. The fewer people that found out the better off he was. He didn't know what would happen if his parents ever found out.

Anne paid Pat nine dollars for the three hours work. Pat didn't want to take it. Anne asked him what he would tell his parents if he didn't. Pat reluctantly took the money. It just didn't seem right that Anne should pay him money for what he'd done this afternoon.

Anne reminded Pat that she had work for him next Wednesday. Pat said he'd be back. He hoped it was the same kind of work that he had done today.

Pat did a lot of thinking on the way home. Anne hadn't worn anything under her housecoat but put on a bra and panties when Shirley was due home. She had personally led him up the steep stairs when she could have given him instructions. She rubbed his cock when she had him on the landing. It all couldn't have been an accident. She'd walked into the bathroom without knocking.

Pat came to some astute conclusions. Anne hadn't hired him to do odd jobs. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted to suck his cock and have him lap her cunt. The way to get him in the house with her was with the pretext of giving him work. Otherwise people would wonder what he was doing there. His mother was one of those people. He better have good answers to the questions she was bound to ask when he got home.