Wilma Freidman - Sorority Affair

"I told him to get on his hands and knees and I'd do the rest, getting more excited as I ran my hands over his beautiful ass-cheeks. I got behind the boy and first worked the entrance of his asshole with my tongue, oiling it properly, preparing it for the entry of my prick. My performing analingus excited him greatly, forcing his cock to harden once again.

"I had mounted his ass-cheeks, shoving with not too much difficulty the head of my prick into his watered anus. An excellent fit-nice and tight and quite comfortable. I wasted no time, of course, riding the boy's fine ass with very satisfying motions, while he held the top of the bed, grunting and groaning every now and then.

"As I fucked him, a man of about fifty passed the room and asked if he could slide underneath the boy and suck his cock. Both I and the boy nodded, and quickly the man slid underneath the boy, taking his stiff and throbbing prick deeply into his mouth.

"I must explain that I use Turkish baths mainly because they offer me the best opportunities for contact with the least amount of effort and resistance. The truth is that I prefer adolescent boys, but of course they are not as easily obtained. There is always the element of danger and exposure. Because of this, I am extremely cautious in my efforts toward obtaining young boys as sex partners. But in all these years, not once have I been stopped or questioned by the authorities.

"One of my methods is to walk my dog in a park that has a playground. You see, I have found that a man walking his dog is never suspected of enticing children. However, one must have ultimate patience in using this method and wait for the proper moment. By this I mean that you must wait until a boy approaches you. Sooner or later, a boy will, usually to inquire about my dog.

"After you begin talking to the boy, it doesn't take long to ascertain his sexual knowledge and experience, if any, and the state of his morality. Boys around ten, eleven and twelve and older are not the sexless little bastards a lot of people think they are. Quite the contrary. Boys that age-and girls, too-have an intense curiosity about sexual matters; boys especially are more than willing to talk about sexual things once the ice is broken, so to speak. They enjoy bringing the subject out into the open, and often they are more than willing to experiment. I should say that two boys out of five will let you play with their little cocks. That has been my experience.

"After a boy and I begin a conversation-well-first I'll buy us some hot dogs or ice cream from a nearby stand. Many parks have these, you know. This gesture usually establishes a friendly raport between me and a boy, making it easier for me to entice him into my car. If the park does not have a food stand, I suggest he take a ride with me and have something to eat, after I have analyzed my chances to fuck him. Some boys refuse; most don't. Naturally, I never use force; that is out of the question…

"Once we get into my car, the rest is not too difficult. After we drive off and are parked in some isolated spot, away from prying eyes-I tell the boy the engine of the car is hot and that we have to park to let it cool off-I begin showing the boy some good fuck pictures, photographs of men and women sucking and fucking each other-not the little cartoon booklets, but actual 8X10 photographs where everything is nice and clear. I don't have to tell the result. The lad becomes very excited and interested over the display, intensely curious; and I keep him in such an emotional mood by commenting about the breasts of the women, their cunts and the large cocks of the men. All the while, as I'm talking, I feel his cock through his pants. As a rule, an eleven-year-old boy's cock gets rigid almost instantly, the minute he sees the pictures.

"And-I recall a boy I picked up in the park about two weeks ago. He was about twelve and quite a handsome lad with dark curly hair. Very mannerly, too, saying ‘Yes sir' and ‘no sir.' I bought him a hamburger and a couple of orange drinks, then we parked along a deserted section of the river. I brought out the pictures. I tell you his eyes almost popped out of his head, and his mouth fell open. ‘Gee! I ain't never seen anything like this!' he said. ‘Men and women doing it!'

"I asked him, ‘Haven't you ever played with a little girl, Eddie?' His face got red slightly. ‘Uh huh. A few times. A girl in my class. She plays with my thing and I put my finger in her hole. She puts my thing in her mouth… sometimes.' I looked at him, happy with this information. ‘And it feels good when she sucks on your thing, doesn't it?' I said.

"‘Uh huh. It feels real good. Finally it feels like my thing's got to bust, and sometimes it does.' He stated, staring at the pictures. ‘Gee!' he whispered. ‘Their things are so big! And them women's got things in their mouths!'

"I laid my hand on the boy's lap, started to fingering his little prick, which was, of course, quite hard. Startled, he looked at me but didn't say anything. As I unzipped his pants, and extracted his little cock, I said, ‘You have a nice thing, Eddie. It will be nice and big some day, just like in the pictures. Then you'll be able to have a lot of girls.'

"Slowly, I began to masturbate his circumsized prick with my left hand, while with my right I brought out my own throbbing cock, which was huge and hard. He made no effort to resist as I placed his hand around it. ‘Now you jack me,' I said. ‘Do you think it feels nice? Do it to me like you do it to yourself.'

"When the little boy began working his fist up and down my cock, I knew I had it made with him. Excited sexually, my cock about ready to squirt to the roof of the car, I jacked his smaller prick and he worked on mine, until finally fearing I would come off, I removed his hand. ‘Now I'll do something nice to you, Eddie,' I said.

"Bending low, I slipped his little, pretty prick into my mouth… began a hard sucking action, driving the kid wild, making him move his sweet ass-cheeks about in the seat. He enjoyed the action and I swear almost swooned as I scooted my tongue all around the tiny smoothness of his cock head. I also satisfied him with a gentle chewing motion, which most little boys enjoy.

"He shot off, even at that age. It was a thin watery stream, saying, ‘My thing's bustin' again.'

"I sat up, wiped my mouth and placed his hand around my cock again. ‘You do it to me now, Eddie,' I urged. ‘Take the big red head of my thing into your mouth and suck on it. You'll enjoy it.'

"The boy looked at me shyly. ‘No… I wouldn't. I don't want to do that.'

"At this point let me explain that I never attempt to force a boy's mouth around my cock. Such action might cause a child to panic-to scream or run. It is a matter of simple psychology. Either a child will suck your cock or he won't. ‘I'll show you something, Eddie,' I said, taking a box of rubbers out of the dash compartment. I unrolled one and slipped it over my prick, pleased that the boy was watching me with his mouth half open.

"‘How come you don't put it on tight?' he asked. ‘I mean you got it loose at the end.'

"That's to catch my come,' I explained. ‘If I put the rubber on tight, it could burst when I come off, especially if I had my cock in.a woman's cunt and was fucking her. Tell you what. You slip your pants down and sit on my lap and I'll put my thing between your legs. Will you do that for me?'

"‘I… I don't know… '

"‘Here… I'll give you fifty cents.'

"‘It won't hurt, will it? I mean, you ain't gonna shove that big thing in my butt-hole?'

"‘Of course not,' I said. ‘I just want to put it between your legs. The head of my thing will be sticking out in front of your own little cock.'

"‘Well… okay.' The boy let his pants down and moved to my lap. I slipped my cock between his legs holding them close together so that they enclosed my prick nicely-and began an up and down motion, as best as I could. In a few minutes I shot my load.