Marc Mixer - Palace Of Lust

The bold child had opened her robe so that her big breasts were completely exposed. He just gazed at the sight for a minute.

"They are so pretty," he said with awe. "I always wanted to see what a woman looked like there." His hands reached out and touched the warm, soft mounds. He ran his inquisitive fingers all around the moon-shaped tits, then he touched the hard pointed nipples.

"You shouldn't be doing this," the woman said weakly. "You're being a very naughty little boy." She knew he could tell she didn't mean what she was saying. If ever she had been a bitch in heat, it was now. All she could think of was, if he sucked them now, she'd come before he could whip his cute little cock out!

"Did you ever see a boy's thing?" he asked naively. Christy felt like she was still in a trance. She shook her head back and forth. It wasn't like her to lie, but surely this wasn't really her acting this way. The boy pulled his hands away from her breasts and stood up. He started to unzip his pants.

"No. You mustn't," she protested weakly.

"It's only fair. You showed me your boobies," he answered logically as he finished unzipping his pants. In a second, his fresh, white dick was out of his shorts. He held his hand on his hips as he displayed it to the amazed girl.

"It's not very big, but it sure is stiff. My brother's is twice as long, but he's older. Do you like it?" the boy asked as he stood on the couch so that Christy could get a better look. The girl was transfixed! She knew she was a mess. Her cunt was running with juices so much she knew she was going to ruin the couch. She wanted to touch her snatch soooo bad.

"You can touch it if you want. No other girl has ever touched it before. Don't be shy. I understand."

"It looks just like a runny nose," Christy thought as she watched the cock ooze with juices. "Like a long drippy bit of snot."

She knew she was reaching out to touch the boy's prick. She knew it would only be trouble. How could Steff possibly understand anything as perverted as a child molester. She knew all these things but trying to stop this moment was like trying to stop the sun from rising. Her thumb and index finger touched it! Her robe had now opened all the way to her crotch but it didn't matter any more. She grasped the warm, stiff white beautiful young prick in her hand. Carefully, she wrapped all her fingers around the engorged organ.

Slowly, she pulled the skin back, exposing the shiny, glistening cock head. It was so pretty, she thought. No wrinkles yet. Like an unwrapped Christmas present.

The boy stroked the girl's glowing blond hair. He ran his inquiring fingers all over her face. He touched the cupid bow-shaped lips. When the girl started to stroke the boy's cock, he moaned, "That feels so good. You can kiss me if you want to."

"I WANT TO!" she whispered hoarsely. She said it more to herself than to the boy. The boy was surprised when she kissed his peter. He had meant his lips. It was such a strange feeling to feel her tongue moving around his prick and to feel the suction from her lips. He was ecstatic. He never knew it would be like this. Wait until he told his brother!

The girl pulled the peter out of her mouth. She looked up at the little boy and smiled. She looked strange with her mouth all glistening like that. He was glad she was still holding onto his cock. It felt so good, she deserved a kiss. He bent over and kissed the pretty mouth. Once again, he was surprised when the lady's tongue darted into his mouth. She searched his mouth with her slippery tongue. He could feel her licking his teeth, and his gums, and playing with his own tongue. He opened his eyes and glanced down. The lady's eyes were tightly closed. While she was playing with his dick she was playing with herself with her other hand. He wondered what her peter looked like. He pulled his head away and pushed the girl back on the couch. Her robe fell open and she made no effort to cover herself. The boy looked at her muff for a minute, not knowing what to make of it. Christy laughed when he asked her what had happened to her peter.

"You can't be for real. This really is a dream." It was obvious the child really had never seen a cunt before.

"Well, when I was very young… younger than you… I had an accident and it was cut off. It left a deep hole where my peter used to be."

The boy investigated immediately. His hand rubbed itself all over the vaginal lips.

"It feels like you peed your pants. No, it feels different than that. It's kind of slippery but… nice. His fingers probed the opening of her orifice, then the tiny finger darted into the hole. He must have done something wrong because all of a sudden, the lady's legs tightened around his hand.

"Put another finger in," she commanded. She sounded funny. Her voice Quivered. The boy obeyed her instantly.

"More. More finger, Ralphie. Put your whole hand in," she moaned. It seemed the hole became alive to the little boy as it grabbed his fingers and sucked them into its opening. Ralphie thought he was hurting her because she kept moaning, but he couldn't get his hand out. She kept pulling on his dick so nice he didn't want to get her mad.

When Ralphie stuck his finger in Christy's slit, the girl just went wild. She had never been this hot in her whole life. His tiny finger made her sensitive cunt-lips vibrate as no one else, not even Steff, had ever come close to doing. She couldn't hold back. Wave after wave of excitement racked her body as he shoved his whole hand up her cunt. She jerked madly on his cock, wanting him to come with her, but not wanting this orgy of lust to end. She knew she could keep on coming for hours, but she didn't know how long this inexperienced shaft could continue to resurrect itself once it had shot its precious load. Her body as last was satisfied. The burning in her hole had been appeased. Now her mind could enjoy itself on this marvelous young boy.

"You are such a pretty boy. I have never seen such blue eyes before," she told the child as she stroked his face with her free hand.

"Do you like me playing with your little cockie?"

The boy nodded enthusiastically.

"I thought you said my titties were pretty? Would you like to kiss them?" She reluctantly let go of his throbbing prick so the boy could bend over to get at her breasts.

The boy dug right in. He burrowed into the sugar tits and sucked the pink hard nipples. Christy loved it. She imagined it was her baby and she was nursing it. She wondered what it would be like to have milk pouring out of these mammary glands of hers. As big as they were, she was sure she could suckle quadruplets with no assistance. The boy was too cute. She bent over enough to slip his shoes off and then slid his pants off his legs. The hungry child never stopped sucking on her tits all the time.

"Easy, Ralphie, you're sucking too hard. Just lick them with your little tongue for a while," she coached the child. "See, you just play with them. That's it, both of them, baby. Ooohh that feels so good."

She unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off as the boy's tongue wandered all over her fleshy mounds. He found it was best when he played with his tongue on one boob and then squeezed the other with his hand. The boy was completely nude now. She loved the smoothness of his young body. None of the ugly muscles like… she didn't want to think. All she wanted to do was feel. She wanted to feel that virgin prick in her slit. She wanted to have him rub it right on the lips, then press it inside her hole. Oh, yes. That was what She wanted.

The greedy boy wouldn't let go of the huge globes he was playing with. Christy manipulated his body so that he was finally lying on top of her. His gooey cock slid on her belly when she managed to get him in the right position. The pressure of the boy's cock squeezed between his belly, and the lady he was lying on top of must have felt great because he started humping his little ass and trying to drive his cock into something.