Date: Wed, 29 Mar 2006 19:36:18 +0000
From: fanara55@hotmail.com
Subject: SALLY AND THE SCHOOLBOYS

This story depicts M/M/F sex with teenagers. If you are offended by this
sort of material or if your age or the laws of your country forbid you to
read it then please do not do so. The events are entirely imaginary and you
should not try to recreate such a situation yourself.

If you would like to discuss the subject of which I have written please
email me at fanara55@hotmail.com

Grab some tissues and enjoy!



Sally  and I had been swingers for a couple of years starting in 1970 so we
had no secrets from each other. I enjoyed watching her with other men, the
younger the better and I began to fantasise what it would be like to watch
her with a group of schoolboys. I discussed this fantasy with Sally and she
told me that the idea turned her on.

As we talked about it we began to realise that there would be problems if we
tried to turn  our thoughts into action. We didn't want to do anything
illegal so the boys would have to be at least 16 years old. Boys are
notorious for boasting about their sexual experiences so we could do nothing
in our home town. Lastly, even if the lads had reached the age of consent,
their parents, if they got to know their sons had been having sex with an
older woman, might be angry.

So the idea was put on hold until a suitable opportunity occurred. Meanwhile
we had met a cute young 18 year old West Indian guy with a 10.5 inch prick
through a contact magazine who was keeping Sally and her swinging mates
happy until something younger turned up.

That autumn we decided to go on a short trip to Belgium where there were
several places of interest we wanted to visit. We decided to spend the first
night after we got off the ferry in the local Youth Hostel.. We had stayed
there before with our kids and knew it was a comfortable place.

It was early November and the hostel was nearly empty. The genial Warden put
us in a room to ourselves which was nicer than having to share dormitories.
The hostel was a big, rambling place, and to get to our room we had to go
through a small dormitory, which we also had to traverse to reach the
bathroom.

We had a nice meal and afterwards we went down to the cellar bar. (Yes, this
hostel had a bar) noticing a group of boys who looked like North Africans
who appeared to be the only other people staying that night.

We went up to our room and found that the boys were occupying the small dorm
we had to go through. We found this amusing, wondering if the boys would be
embarrassed by Sally going through their dorm. We undressed, Sally put on a
thin nightie as the place was extremely well heated and I wore my usual
boxers. Then we went out, through the other dorm, whose lights were out,  to
the bathroom.

On our way back we were stopped by a voice whispering "Hello?".

We stopped to chat, exchanging the usual travellers talk, "Where are you
from?", "Where are you going?", " What is your name?", and so on. The boys
told us they lived in Brussels and liked  to go hostelling at weekends.
Their names were Ali, Khaled,  Khamel, Youssef, Jean and Marcel, the latter
two presumably being Christians, and they were of Moroccan origin. Sally and
I could manage a little French and I knew some "soldier's arabic".

When the conversation turned flirtatious Sally started to feel butterflies
in her pussy. She knew that few western women, or men for that matter, could
visit a North African country without getting groped so she wasn't surprised
when she felt a gentle hand on her bum. The hand immediately withdrew but
soon reappeared. Sally kept quite still while the boy gained confidence that
his attentions were welcome. The sensitive skin of her ass tingled as the
thin material of her nightie was rubbed over it by the boy's hand. She
shifted her stance slightly and opened her legs in anticipation. The young
hand reached the hem of her short nightie and went underneath, gently
stroking the inside of her thighs. Before long the boy had found her hairy
bush and was exploring the warm, wet folds of her cunt.

The flirtatious talk had already given me a hard-on in my boxers. As I
watched the boy, it was Khaled, grope Sally I couldn't resist slipping a
hand inside and stroking my erection. Khaled threw aside the covers and slid
out of bed, pressing himself against Sally's ass and putting both hands
round her to feel her tits.

"You like jigajig?" he whispered.

"Silly question",Sally thought. She was in a high state of arousal and
couldn't wait to have  some  teenage Arab cock inside her She reached behind
her and felt the boy's hard belly. Sliding her hand down she followed the
thin line of hair stretching south from his navel until she reached the
elastic of his boxers. She eased them down and took hold of  a rock hard
young Moroccan prick. Despite the boy's youth, its size promised
satisfaction and, if the size of his hairy balls was anything to go by,
sufficient boy- sperm to quench the fires in her voracious vagina, at least
temporarily.

Khaled had his cock between Sally's legs but, probably through youthful
inexperience, was having a job to find the entrance to her cave. I put my
hand on her shoulders and gently bent her over so her hands grasped the edge
of the bed in front. With the fingers of one hand holding her cunt flaps
open, I seized Khaled's cock and guided it towards its goal. The room was
dark but I was pleasantly surprised by the solid feel of the youngster's
organ. It seemed to be about five inches long but it's thickness made up for
any deficiencies in length. I knew that by the age of 14 some boys could
boast 8 inchers and I hoped these 16 year olds would include at least one of
these youthful monsters among them.

As Khaled's zube slipped into the entrance, he grasped Sally by the hips and
pushed it right in. I put my hand down to check the position and found his
pubic hair right up against her ass cheeks. Giving him a friendly pat on the
ass I left him to enjoy Sally's voluptuous 40 year old body.

Sallys hands were exploring Jean's bed covers while  his young hands were
all over her breasts. Liking what she found, she threw the covers back and
took the young boy's stiff, black uncircumcised cock in her mouth. Jean and
Marcel were Christian arabs and their families had left the boy's cocks
uncut. She licked the tip of it, then slid the foreskin back with her lips
before taking him eagerly into her mouth. It was longer than Khaled's and
nicely shaped being about 5 inches circumference.

Sally sucked hungrily on Jean's dick while Khaled, succumbing to youth,
inexperience and the excitement of the illicit situation, shot his load into
her. Sally was thrilled when she felt the powerful jets of youthful Arab cum
squirt into her womb. She had fantasised  so long about  sex with a young
boy, now it was really happening to her. Jean too couldn't hold back and had
to let his hot young arab seed spurt into her mouth.

The boys pulled out and their places were immediately taken by Ali and
Youssef, but not before I had deep kissed Sally, enabling her to transfer
some of Jean's young spunk to my eager mouth. There is nothing like the
taste of a young boy's cum, at once sweet and masculine.

Khaled was still hard, so I bent  down and took his cock in my mouth.
Bisexuality is the norm among young arabs so he was not surprised, but
grabbed my shoulders and tried to force his five inches down my throat. I
could manage that size of cock easily so I relaxed and enjoyed his vigorous
thrusting, savouring the taste of Sally's pussy on his cock. Jean gently
stroked my bottom, the signal that he would like some ass. I wet my hole
with spittle, grabbed his cock and positioned it against  my ring piece.

"Fuck me!" I whispered. Jean gave a hard thrust and roughly forced  my
sphincter. Gripping my hips he pushed that thick young arab prick
remorselessly right up me, then stopped..

"Put it all in!".

"It is all in!".

"Fuck me, then! Fuck me hard!".

Jean needed no further urging. His eager strokes were setting my ass on
fire, soon, I hoped, to be cooled by a deluge of schoolboy  spunk.

Ali and Youssef were no more practised at long staying than the first two
boys. Gasps and moans soon signalled that they had each ejaculated the
lifegiving boy-juice into Sally's thirsty  orifices and Khamal and Marcel
impatiently took their places, Ali helpfully guiding Khamal's cock into
place.

Khaled and Jean were still fucking me. Ali and Youssef watched the action
for a minute then their desire for more sex overcame them and they started
to wank each other as a prelude to embracing and rubbing their cocks
together. Jean and Khaled,  realising that the two boys fucking Sally
wouldn't last long and avid for their next turn with her, pulled out of me
and let Ali and Youssef take their places.

Ali put his stiff, young arab zube into my mouth. I sucked on it eagerly
while Youssef took up position at my rear. His average sized prick went in
easily and he wasn't so impetuous as his predecessor, contenting himself
with a slow comfortable fuck. He turned out to be a quick repeater as it
wasn't long before his schoolboy juice was irrigating my impatient chute.


Khamel and Marcel shot their wads and the first two boys were hungry to have
their second turn at Sally but I asked them to wait while  I had a shag.
First of all I licked and swallowed some of the tasty offering produced by
the three north African schoolboys and mixed with Sally's cunt juice, before
inserting my own thirsty tool into her. As I pushed it into her pussy it
displaced an ample quantity of boy juice which oozed all over my balls. The
slippery sensation of my cock sliding in and out of their spunk was
fantastic and, excited by the knowledge that three arab kids had already
ejaculated into her hole and she had more to come, I soon added my own
contribution to Sally's sperm bank.

So it was back to Ali and Youssef , having reversed positions of course.
Sally was by now so slippery that the boys found it difficult to come. There
was a queue waiting so I knelt down and kissed Ali's youthful, brown ass
cheeks, letting my tongue stray into his bum crack and finally licking his
young arab hole. It tasted of fresh boy sweat and musk. I thrust my tongue
into his chute as far as it would go and tongue fucked him vigorously. Sally
slid her hand beneath Yousseff's balls and inserted a finger into his anus
which she was surprised to find wet and open. This did the trick and Sally
got her fifth cunt load and fourth mouthful.

Jean took his place in Sally's pussy. She was very slippery by now and his
cock kept slipping out. Replacing it he found the wrong hole. Thinking it
was her cunt he thrust himself in. Sally gave a muffled squeal to be
followed by a satisfied moan. Jean, finding himself in a tighter orifice
redoubled his efforts, the other boys gathering round to watch Sally's
shithole being split by his thick, Morrocan schoolboy zube.

Of course, after this, all the boys wanted to fuck Sally's ass so I arranged
a treat for her. I lay on the bunk and she mounted my cock while the
schoolboys took turns to fuck her 40 year old bum. I could feel the urgent
thrustings of their eager young teenage cocks through the thin membrane
which separated their pricks from mine. When she had taken all of them in
the shitter we all paused for a rest.

While the boys were talking to Sally, I went out for a piss. One of the kids
followed me out. As we stood side by side, companiably pissing he politely
thanked me for letting him and his mates use Sally.

"Thank you" he said, "Is there anything we can do for you?"

There certainly was. The sight of all those young arab bums had made me
frantic with desire.

"Le cul, peut-etre?", I told him.

He went back into the dorm and conferred with the other boys in French. They
looked a bit doubtful but obviously wanted to repay my gift to them. Finally
they told me that Khamal had agreed to let me fuck him. I was pleased, he
had the nicest looking schoolboy  butt you could wish for. Sally lay down on
the bunk and I told Khamal to mount her but with her thighs closed and his
legs open. I gave his satiny ass cheeks a few kisses before licking up and
down his cleft and thrusting my tongue into his musky shitter as far as it
would go. I tongue- fucked him deeply until I felt his schoolboy sphincter
relax, then replacing my tongue with the slippery red knob of my prick. I
pushed gently but his muscle firmly resisted its entry. The boys were
gathered round watching. "Give him the dagger!" one of them muttered,
putting his hand on my ass and pushing firmly. Another held Kamal's ass
cheeks apart and guided my cock.

I gave a big push and my knob penetrated the muscle. Khamal squealed and Ali
stuffed a pair of boxers into his mouth.

"Put it all in!" the boys urged me. Inch by inch I forced my way into
Khamal's boy pussy until my balls touched his satiny Morroccan boy bum. Ali,
who had taken charge of the proceedings felt to make sure I had fully
penetrated his schoolmate.

"Now fuck him", urged Ali. "Give him a white baby!"


Khamal had now got comfortable with my prick inside him and started to fuck
Sally rythmically. Ali put his cock in her mouth and she sucked it for a
while before taking it out and trying to transfer it to my own mouth but
Youssef grabbed it and offered it up to Khamal's mouth. The boy kept his
lips firmly shut at first but Ali kept his cock pressing against Khamal's
lips and pinched his nose. Unable to breathe, Khamal opened his lips and
Ali's cock slid inside. Evidently Khamal either liked the sensation or had
given up resisting. As his lips closed on Ali's schoolboy cock the boy
removed his pinching hold on Khamal's nose and started to thrust his black
zube in and out of the other boy's mouth.

Khamal's ass was now bucking as he fucked Sally, and I reciprocated with
rythmic thrusts into his deliciously tight,velvet schoolboy bottom. He
speeded up and I felt his muscles clench as he delivered yet another copious
torrent of schoolboy spunk into her hungry pussy. The contraction of his
sphincter as he ejaculated brought me to my own conclusion and I emptied my
balls into  his boy pussy. He tried to pull his lips away from Ali's urgent
thrustings but the other boy had his head in a firm grasp and Ali's cock was
still in his mouth as the arab boy ejaculated into it.

We disengaged and I decided that Ali should be repaid in kind. I told him to
suck Khamal's cock. He screwed up his face and shook his head but, Jean, the
biggest of the boys, caught hold of his arm and twisted it behind his back.
Khamal offered up his cock to Ali's lips and the boy had no choice but to
suck it. He obviously enjoyed the taste of pussyjuice and dried spunk as he
stopped struggling and slurped on his schoolmate's cock eagerly. Jean
released his arm lock and slid his black, uncut boy-cock into Ali's asshole,
pushing it in until his wiry black pubic hair was sandpapering Ali's cute
little North African bum.

Khamal whispered to me "I'm going to piss" and I watched as a stream of
schoolboy pee leaked out of his Ali's hole and ran down his legs.

Sally was still going strong so I decided to let her have her favourite
scenario. I asked the boy with the biggest zube, it was a good 8 inches, to
lie down while Sally impaled herself on his cock. Then I slid my own spunk-
bubbler into her alongside the boy's. I could feel the warmth and stiffness
of his strapping, young Moroccan tool pressing against my own thirsty
weapon, both sheathed in the slippery, tight embrace of Sally's voracious
cunt. The excitement was too much for the boy and he came after about a
minute, shooting his Arab seed all over my cock.

The boys soon got the idea. Now I took the bottom position and received the
offerings of five sturdy north African schoolboys. There is nothing like the
sensation of a pulsing cock next to your own in your wife's pussy and the
feel of schoolboy spunk spurting over  your own dick.

We were all pretty well exhausted by now. Sally's face, tits and belly were
covered in dried spunk and she needed cleaning up. She staggered into the
shower followed by the boys. In the cubicle she first had a piss, which the
lads watched with great interest. Then she told them to hose her down. The
boys, except Khamal of course, eagerly responded and I enjoyed joining them
in emptying our full bladders, which had been begging for release, over her.

We all showered, exchanged goodnight kisses and went to bed. The boys left
early and we didn't see them at breakfast next morning. Our first taste of
Sally being fucked by schoolboys had been wildly successful and we vowed to
sample some more stiff, eager schoolboy cock as soon as possible.