The sins of adolescence

One of John's neighbours was an about fourteen year old boy. His parents seemed, as far as John could judge, never home. He was a cute boy, seemingly innocent. He played with the other children in the apartment complex and always grinned when greeting the old John. Once again, with his parents not home, the fourteen year old, sat outside of his apartment on a lawnchair. His whole focus was on the beeping Gameboy in his hands. His eyes were fixated on the little device, until he heard the loud clacking of Johns high heels. His mouth opened a little and stayed that way, as he watched the woman pass. Though John could not read minds, she knew what the boy must have been thinking. As seductively as John could attempt, she gave him a wink. In an elegant pose she entered the PIN on her lock.

The boy was still fixed with an open mouth staring at the door where the hot woman had just stood, as John entered and he was like that for a few moments, before returning to his game.

In his appartment John thought for a moment about the boy. He was cute. She couldn't deny it. He was a bit young however. Nothing that can't be fixed, she thought and pulled out her phone. With a few click she generated a sentence about him.

Martin is playing on the Gameboy he received for his fourteenth birthday.That is ideal, John thought and changed a word.

Martin is playing on the Gameboy he received for his twentieth birthday.

John locked her lips. That was going to be excellent. Quickly she left her appartment again. There it was. In place of the young boy, there sat an adult man, playing a little less enthusiastically on his portable gaming console. John approached him. She knew she could seduce anyone with her charme and especially her looks.

"Hello", she said. Her voice was a soft yet sulking hew. Martin looked up. His breath stopped for a second, as the first thing he saw, were the big breasts John carried around his chest. "I am sorry, I have to ask like that, but it seems that there is a problem in my appartment and I think you might be able to solve it."

Martin nodded, not less because he was gullible to Johns approach. Who would deny help to a hot woman anyway?

He stood up, leaving his game on the chair, no one was going to steal such an old console anyway. He followed the rhythmically swinging ass of his neighbour. "So," he asked. "What is the problem?"

John smiled. "I am sorry, it's just- I have an itch only you can stretch" John lowered the cleavage of his dress, exposing them to Martin.

He was instantly mesmerized. John's breasts worked like hypnosis. Martin gulped. Like **** to by an higher power his hands reached for the two mountains in front of him. He wanted to touch them, squeeze them.

"Oh my," the woman said. Her eyes unsurprised by the action of the man. "Normally they ask me out for dinner first" her petite hands grabbed for the neck of the man and pulled him close. Her lips touched his and gluttonous he sucked on her lower lips. His hands, first at her back, wandered down lower. They slid from her upper back to her lower back, all the while massaging her soft skin, then they caressed the two cheeks of her butt. With a loud moan she indicated her liking to the mans action. Like a strong man he lifted the blonde up. The woman wrapped both her arms and legs around the man, still locking lips with him. Harshly he placed her on the white couch. The fingers of his right quickly found their way up her legs, while the left pulled up her dress above her tits. They broker their deep kiss, as his lips wandered lower, first he kissed her neck then her collarbone but soon he found himself sucking on her tits. Like the whore she was, the woman moaned loudly. His finger digged deeper into her pussy. First it was one, but soon all three found themselves massaging her inner.

The bitch enjoyed it. Her moans, at first consecutive, grew louder and more prominent. "More!" She screamed. Martin complied and stopped. John tried to catch her breath, but could not find the time, as Martin roughly threw her on her back, positioning himself above her. His left hand began to fondle her breasts, as he tried the best he could to lower his pants with only one hand. "Yes!" She screamed, while she knew what was coming. As the pants were down and the trousers followed, a big cock springed up. Johns eyes grew wide, looking at it. It was already rock hard and she drooled by only looking at it. Carefully Martin placed his crotch before his sex partners. Then he rammed it into her. John cried out.

He fell in love with sex as a woman in an instant. The feeling of the cock making it's way into his body, he could not describe it, only the immeasurable pleasure he derived from it. The cock screwed itself deep into him, pleasuring a craving he did not know he had.

The dick pushed in and left again. Then it repeated. Quicker and quicker the speed grew, while the pleasure in John only grew. He moaned, louder than he did before. He did not know such loud sounds could come from his body and yet they did. "Harder!" She wished. Martin complied. With a sudden stop in moaning and the start of strong breathing, Martin knew that John had reached her climax. He was not satisfied however. He pulled her up, again, leaving her no time to rest. This time, he laid down. Carefully he placed John on top of him. John complied, despite just climaxing, she felt as if he were ready to do it again in an instant. The body of a woman was truly incredible. Carefully she inserted the dick again. It was a different feeling. Though pleasurable just as much. Slowly she went up and down at first.

But then her pace took on speed. Her ass landed on the hard body of Martin again and again, as his dick entered and left her pussy. Again she began to moan, she could not even try to suppress it. It could not be helped. Martin moaned as well.

As the pressure in both John and Martin grew, it was as if an explosion happened in John, as Martin unloaded his repressed cum into Johns overstimulated pussy. It filled her up enough, to make her cum as well. She laid down, with the softening cock of Martin still inside her. Martins eyes were closed, seemingly trying to enjoy the orgasm as good as he could. Cute, John thought and kissed him on the lips.