Date: Sun, 2 Feb 2003 16:11:49 -0800 (PST)
From: Grey Fox <greyfox69@yahoo.com>
Subject: Maybe

     Maybe no one is home, I thought.  If Rose was home she
always answered after the first ring and Charles would have
seen me coming and opened the door before I even rang.

     I rang the bell again and stooped to look through the
curtain shrouded glass of the front door.  There was
movement inside but I couldn't see who it was.  There was a
slight delay and the movement of the locking mechanism and
then the door opened and Rose stood there, wrapping a white
terry bathrobe around herself.

     "Hi, Jim.  Come on in," Rose said, continuing to pull
the robe's belt around her.  She was grinning widely.  Not
unusual for she always seemed happy to see me.

     "I've got a visitor but you can sit in the sunroom and
wait for Charles."

     Continuing to smile, she slightly opened the top of her
robe and showed me her naked breasts.  Besides her large
breasts I could see she had on a bra that was dangling
uselessly off her shoulders.

     "You're not the only little one," she whispered.
Bending over she hissed, "Guess who?"

     "Don't know.  Who?"

     Without saying another word she led me back through the
living room into the warmly lit sunroom.  As she walked I
noticed she had a skirt on under her robe.  Strange, I
thought, the robe covers only her tits and she's just showed
them to me.

     "Sit here," she said, pointing to a straight back cane
chair near the wall.  As I sat down, she leaned over, kissed
me lightly on the lips and said in a low voice, "Listen.
I've got a special friend over.  Don't say a word or you
might scare her away."

     "Her" she had said.  Didn't surprise me.  Charles liked
boys, especially little boys like me.  Why shouldn't Rose
like girls?  Mmm.  Maybe she likes little girls, too.

     Charles was my lover or, more exactly, I was his boy
lover.  He was in his late 40's, I was 14.  Our lovemaking
sessions had begun at a mutual friend's house but eventually
he brought me home.  It seemed his wife, Rose, didn't mind
him having a boy lover.  In fact, when Charles wasn't home
she would often use me for her own sexual satisfaction.
When we made love she would often sit and masturbate while
watching us.  It was a strange relationship but I didn't
mind at all.  I was getting more sex than anyone I knew and
what 14 year old boy doesn't like sex?

     Rose walked out of the room and I knew she was heading
for her own bedroom that adjoined the sunroom.  I put my ear
up to the wall and listened.

     "Oh dear, I am so glad that Jim came over to see
Charles for tutoring.  Otherwise this would have gotten
entirely out of hand.  I apologize.  I never should have let
this thing go so far.  You are entirely too precocious for
your age.  Imagine a young girl like you seducing a married
lady like me."

     "Rose, please, let's not stop.  I've wanted you so
long.  Please."

     "You are such a seductress.  I should never have let
you have your way with me but I'm afraid I am just too weak
to resist you.  Oh, I should never have let you take off my
blouse and bra."

     "Please.  I need to see all of you.  Please don't stop
me."

     "Mmm.  Oh, your kisses thrill me so.  Oh, I really
shouldn't darling.  Mmm."

     There was a long pause and I could only imagine what
was happening.  I had to find out.  I got up and began to
slowly walk through the living room, heading for Rose's
bedroom.

     The door was ajar.  I just knew Rose left it open for
me to spy on them.  I got on my knees and peeked in.  The
room was dark, no light but what filtered in through the
drape covered windows.

     As my eyes grew accustomed to the darkened room I could
see that Rose was seated on a small love seat and next to
her was Melissa, a girl I knew from the neighborhood.  She
was only 14 or 15, rather big and large.  No one really paid
attention to her for she was heavy with baby fat and her
breasts small.  Nondescript came to mind.

     They were kissing.  Rose still had on her robe but it
had slipped down her shoulders and her breasts were quite
exposed.  Melissa was still fully dressed, wearing her white
school blouse and plaid skirt.  Melissa's hand was on one of
Rose's breasts.

     "Oh my God, darling!  Where did you learn to kiss like
that?  Oh, you can't keep touching my breast.  It excites me
so much.  Why next you'll want to kiss and suck my nipples,
won't you?"

     As Melissa leaned over and began to kiss Rose's breasts
I knew this was not at all as Rose described, her seduction
by a young girl, but rather Rose leading the young girl into
making love according to Rose's desire.  Rose allowed the
girl to continue to suckle on her tit and turned and looked
directly at me.  Knowing I was there she smiled broadly.

     "Ahh, you vixen.  You're making me so hot.  My panties
are getting wet."  Then, shifting slightly in her seat, Rose
spread her legs.  "Do you want to feel how wet I am?"

     "Oh yes, Mrs. Patterson."

     She was still calling Rose by her married name!  Poor
Mrs. Rose Patterson, being seduced by a young girl.  Wow!

     Melissa was too small or too inexperienced to both suck
Rose's nipples and reach far enough up under her skirt to
satisfy her.

     "I'm afraid you'll have to kneel down if you really
want to feel me, honey."

     Following the suggestion, Melissa knelt on the floor in
front of Rose and put one hand up under her skirt.  Rose's
legs spread wider.

     "Push my skirt up.  Do I feel good to you?  You're
making me feel awfully good.  Do you like this?"

     Melissa was practically lost from view, her head and
hands had vanished under Rose's skirt.

     "Ahh.  Yessss.  That's it.  Touch me there."

     Rose looked again in my direction and grinned.  "Mmm, I
do like having you touch me there but if you really want to
make me cum you're going to have to take all my clothes off.
What you like that?"

     "Uh huh."

     Standing up, Rose shrugged out of her robe and removed
her bra.  Still kneeling, Melissa reached up and began to
tug down on Rose's skirt.

     "Wait, darling.  I have to unbutton it."

     The skirt fell away and Rose stood in black panties and
a garter belt holding up her nylons.  She was a short, heavy
set woman that looked like a goddess to me.  And, I
suspected, looked even better to the kneeling girl.

     "How do I look, darling?" she asked, slowly turning and
showing herself to the admiring girl.

     "Oh, you are beautiful.  I love you."

     "Well, my young lover.  Why don't you take off all my
clothes?  Take your time.  Be slow.  I want you to enjoy
yourself."

     Melissa reached up and unsnapped the nylons and began
rolling them down Rose's legs.  Then she tugged down the
garter belt and then reached for the panties.

     "Easy, baby.  Kiss mommy's legs.  Show me how much you
love me."

     How much of this was for her pleasure and how much for
my entertainment, I didn't know.  At that moment I was
enthralled by the sight before me and also terribly excited.
As Melissa began kissing Rose's legs I reached down,
unzipped my pants, pulled out my hard prick and began to
slowly stroke myself.  It just seemed to fit in with the
erotic scene being played out before me.

     "Kiss my love nest, darling.  Feel my wetness.  Yes,
right through my panties."

     Obediently, Melissa kissed Rose's cunt through the wet
black panties.

     "Can you smell me?  Do I smell good?

     "Yes, Mrs. Patterson, oh yes.  You smell good."

     "Want more?"

     "Yes, please."

     "Pull down my panties, dear girl.  Expose me to your
tongue and lips."

     As her panties were pulled down off her wet cunt, Rose
sat down on the bench and spread her legs wide.  Reaching
down with both hands she pulled her cunt lips apart and I
could only imagine how many times I had paid homage to her
delicious altar of love.

     "Now, darling, here is my most intimate spot.  You've
won.  You've seduced poor little me.  You've kissed me,
sucked my nipples and now made me naked here before you.
Here's your reward.  Make me cum."

     Melissa leaned over and all I could see was her head
buried in Rose's cunt.

     "Easy, baby, easy.  Oh, you are eager.  Be gentle.  Use
your tongue.  Ahh, that's it.  Reach higher.  Ohh, that's
it.  Can you feel my clit?  Yesss.  Suck it into your mouth,
baby.  Don't stop.  Don't keep me waiting.  Oh, yesss.  Ohh
my god, yesss.  Ohh, you bitch!  Where did you learn that?
Ahh.  Keep doing it.  I'm going to cum, baby.  You're going
to me cum real soon.  Don't stop.  I'm cummming.  Yesss.
Oh, don't you dare stop.  You hear me?  I'm cumming all over
your mouth and you're drinking my cunt juice, bitch.  Ahhhh,
yesss, baby, yesss."

     Rose's fingers pulled her cunt lips wide, in a movement
I long knew, as she sprayed her delicious love juice into
Melissa's eager mouth.  Melissa's tongue and mouth never
stopped for she wanted this moment even more than Rose.  All
her young sexual wanting and longing was wrapped up in her
homage to this beautiful woman.  This, to her, was love.

     Rose rocked back and forth as her orgasm overcame her
and she finally leaned her head back and sighed loudly in
total surrender to Melissa's mouth.

     "Enough, baby, enough.  You've drained me, honey.  Oh,
please stop."

     My hand was slowly stroking myself to an orgasm when I
heard the front door opening behind me.  I quickly stopped
and turned to see Charles letting himself in.

     "Well, hello.  What are you doing there?"
     At the sound of Charles' greeting, Melissa looked up,
not sure what to do.

     "Just Charles coming home.  Don't worry, baby.
Everything's alright."

     I stood up and walked towards Charles, my pants open,
my cock sticking straight up.

     "What a pleasant welcome, Jim.  It looks as if you're
happy to see me."

     "Come with me," I said.  "I need you now."

     We walked into the sunroom and I turned and eagerly
kissed him.  He was a huge man, 300 pounds devoted to
lovemaking - my lovemaking machine.  I had had two other
male lovers in my young life and Charles was the best.
Slow, sensual, and totally committed to pleasing and
pleasuring me.  In return, he wanted for nothing I could
offer him.

     "Please, Charles, I need your mouth on me now."

     He didn't question me but sat down in a big stuffed
chair and pulled me up to straddle his face, my knees
resting on the chair arms.  My prick was quickly surrounded
by his large, fleshy lips and he began to hungrily suck me.
Within seconds I shot into his mouth.  He stopped sucking
and held my cock lovingly in his mouth, my spent prick
resting on his tongue.  After a few minutes I stopped
shuddering and looked down at his grinning face.  Sliding
down his belly I kissed him and as he often did I received
part of my hot cum from him.  I slid down further and
reached for his fly.

     "Mind if we watch?"

     Rose was standing there in her robe, holding Melissa's
hand.

     "There's so much Melissa wants to see and know, right
honey?"

     Half hidden by Rose, Melissa shyly nodded.

     "And she has so much to experience and feel.  After we
watch you two, don't you think it would be fun to watch me
make love to Melissa?  Or we could all have fun and join
in," Rose said.  "I think this is the beginning of a
wonderful time!"