The day that her husband left for work again out of town, Ben was standing at the back door of Jenny’s house waiting anxiously. Jenny knew he was out there and made him wait. This new feeling of control, of dominating Ben was exhilarating, and she didn’t feel guilty because she was giving him sexual experiences he would not get with any girl in school. When she finally let him inside, he was beaming with pride.
“I didn’t touch myself, Miss Jenny, but I sure wanted to. I ache something awful down there.”
“I know, Ben, and you’re learning self-control very well; I’m proud of you. You’ve learned how important it is to withhold your own pleasure while satisfying me or any girl. But today you will learn something different; you won’t have to hold it back; you can come as much as you want, and I’ll help you.”
“Gosh, I’m really excited, Miss Jenny,” he gushed. The typical teenage pole pushed at the crotch of his pants as Jenny led Ben to her bedroom.
“Do you like licking me, Ben, and making me feel good?”
“Yes, Ma’am!” he replied, eager to show her just how much he enjoyed it.
“Why? Why do you like it?” she asked teasingly. “Tell me.”
“You’re so pretty and have such a beautiful body, Miss Jenny, it’s like a dream come true just to see you naked. And when I get to lick you it excites me and makes me feel good all over. I never thought about licking or tasting a girl before, but it’s wonderful. You taste really good and I love how you squeeze me with your legs when you get excited.”
Jenny beamed with satisfaction and pride. She always wanted to be some boy’s or man’s idol and Ben was satisfying her on so many levels.
“I’m glad to hear you say that, Ben, it means a lot to me. So here’s what we’re going to do today. Instead of not letting you come while you satisfy me, I’m going to tease you but not let you lick me while I let you come, over and over again.”
Ben frowned with obvious disappointment. “But I LIKE licking you and making you come, Miss Jenny, I really want to do it again today, please?”
“That’s the whole point of this today,” she said, “I want you to need and want me so badly that you’ll get excited enough to come, and I want to see how many times you can come.”
Ben looked down in disappointment again but uttered, “Okay, Miss Jenny, if that’s what you want.”
“Take off your pants and boxers,” she said sweetly. Ben complied immediately, displaying a full erection. Jenny undressed slowly in front of him, watching his cock respond as his eyes darted back and forth across her body.
“I’ve never let you play with my breasts; would you like to do that? She asked.
“Oh, yes, Miss Jenny, you’ve got beautiful breasts. When you sun bathe in your back yard, I use my binoculars to watch you from the trees behind your house.”
Jenny sat down on the small decorative chair at her dressing table. “Well, then, why don’t you kneel down here in front of me and play with them? You can do whatever you like, whatever you’ve dreamed of.”
Ben knelt in front of her and put his hands on her breasts, gently fondling them. He looked up at her for approval and her smile was enough, but she verbally encouraged him. “Go ahead, feel them, lick and suck them; do whatever you want.”
He couldn’t believe his good fortune and pressed his face in the soft valley of her cleavage, pressing both breasts against his cheeks. His eyes were closed but soon popped open with surprise when he felt Jenny’s foot tap the underside of his ball sac.
“Don’t mind me, I just want to play with you while you enjoy yourself,” she said.
Ben took a long time feeling her breasts against his face, then licked the soft skin around one nipple before taking the nipple into his lips. He had fantasized about sucking her tits and now, here he was doing it, and with her permission.
Jenny’s foot gently massaged the underside of Ben’s cock, sliding her toes up and down his shaft. He became immersed in sucking her breast, filling his mouth with her flesh. He closed his eyes and moaned against the mouthful he savored. Jenny used one foot on his shaft while the other rubbed his ball sac.
Ben became more and more engrossed in licking and sucking her soft flesh, so much so that he did not realize the effect her foot was having on him. He was moaning more and more and Jenny could feel precum dripping onto her toes. He evidently was closer to coming than she had expected. As he shifted his mouth from one breast to the other, his mouth opened wide and he consumed as much of her as he could. His tongue flicked across her nipple. Jenny rubbed her toes more firmly up and down the underside of his shaft and pressed her other foot firmly under his balls and pushed them forward. At the same time she wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him tightly against her, smothering him with her breasts.
His moans were muffled but obvious and Jenny felt his ejaculate squirt on her shin and leg. She relaxed her grip on his head and Ben came away gasping for breath. “I’m sorry, Miss Jenny; I couldn’t help it,” He said weakly.
“That’s okay, I wanted you to do that, Ben. You needed it. You help me and I like to help you. Go bring me a wet wash cloth and clean off my feet and leg, will you, please? Or would you rather lick it up for me?”
Ben remembered the humiliating and gross thing she made him do on his last visit and he definitely did not want to lick up his mess. He quickly retrieved a wet wash cloth and wiped off Jenny’s feet and leg and his cock as well.
She was ready for the next phase of her planned visit. Just how much time did a boy his age need to recover before he could come again?
“Now, sit here on the floor, and lean forward.” As he did, she moved down on the chair with her buttocks on the edge of the soft cushion. “Put your face in here, nice and tight against me, but no licking, no tonguing at all, understand?”
“Yes, Miss Jenny,” he replied. He loved feeling her legs around his face for whatever reason she would have. As he leaned forward, she slid her legs over his shoulders and pressed them together, pressing her thighs against his face. He closed his eyes in ecstasy. “Now, stoke your cock for me, Ben.”
He opened his eyes, and looked up at her with a bit of confusion. “That’s right, close your eyes, feel my pussy against your mouth and think of how good it would feel to stick your tongue in it. Then stroke yourself until I tell you to stop,” she said.
She felt unexplained excitement as he obeyed. The control she had over him was incredibly satisfying and it made her wet with excitement. Deep inside she wanted that enthusiastic tongue on her clit and she really wanted to ride his big hard cock. But she had an agenda and was determined to stick to it. So she watched Ben’s facial expressions change as he breathed in her essence and struggled to control his urge and need to taste his Mistress.
“Can you smell my pussy, Ben? It’s very wet.”
“Mm-hmm,” came the muffled reply.
“I know you’d love to put your tongue way in there and taste my honey, wouldn’t you?” The look in his eyes told her that he would do anything for that privilege. She heard another “Mm-hmm,” enjoying the vibration of his lips against her pussy.
She could hear the wet slapping of his fist on his shaft; “Slap……slap……slap……”
“I know you love to lick and taste me, but I think I forgot to wipe off when I peed a while ago. When it comes time to lick me, I hope it won’t bother you?”
She could hear his hand pumping his cock. Obviously precum was lubricating his efforts, and her words seemed to encourage him, “Slap…..slap…..slap……slap…....”
“Have you ever seen a girl pee, Ben? If that’s something you’re curious about, I could let you watch me pee sometime,” she suggested. His breathing was getting heavier as she continued to talk. The sound below got faster. “Slap…slap…slap…slap…..slap…”
“As a matter of fact, you could reach down there when I sit on the toilet and feel how warm it is when I pee; I think you’d be surprised.”
“Slap..slap..slap..slap..slap..slap..slap..”
“You know, I’m curious if boys ever wonder what would be like to taste it when a girl pees. Is that something you might want to try sometime, Ben?”
His eyes opened wide and he did not muffle a reply but he swallowed loudly. She controlled his attention and the teasing was driving her into a sexual frenzy.
“Pound it, and make yourself come for me. I need you to come for me, Ben; come for your Mistress Jenny!” She crossed her legs behind his head and grabbed two fistfuls of hair, yanking him hard against her pussy. Ben’s eyes closed in sweet anguish as he obeyed his Mistress.
“SLAPSLAPSLAPSLAPSLAPSLAP!” followed by a loud long groan into her flesh. She wanted him to lick her, to suck her hard clit until she came a thousand times, but it felt better to maintain control, to follow her plan for the day. The anticipation of her own pleasure was building quickly.
Ben’s breathing was fast and heavy, panting into her pussy as he stroked his cock and came, spurting all over his hand and her carpet under the chair. Jenny opened her legs, sat back and looked down at his huge stiff pole, still dripping remnants of his foamy climax. She needed to come herself. But the plan was still unfolding. She had thought it out at the breakfast table as her husband gulped down his coffee and ran out the door.
She made Ben use the wash cloth again to wipe up his cum stains on the carpet, never giving a thought that her husband might notice them later. She didn’t care. What she cared about was training this young man to adore and worship her body and to want her pussy more than breathing.
Once he had calmed down, he looked almost ashamed, so she reassured him. “You did just as I wanted you, Ben, and I’m very pleased. Some day in the near future I’ll want to fuck you all day and I need to know how many times you can come, so just relax, and let things happen.”
“Okay, Miss Jenny, as long as you’re happy.” He said with a weak smile.
“Now, then; up on the bed, you know the position.” She said, snapping her fingers. She didn’t know why she snapped her fingers because it certainly wasn’t necessary, but it added to her excitement. So far, when she mentioned “the position” it meant flat on his back, hands by his side. No matter what she decided to do with him or have him do, she would be in the dominant position, standing, squatting or sitting over him, on his face or his cock. But having him flat on his back satisfied her the most.
Ben was elated; he thought he was going to finally get to lick her. She leaned over his face and caressed his cheek with her hand. “You’re doing wonderfully today, Ben. Are you okay?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said softly, “but I really need to lick you, Miss Jenny; please? I want to taste you so badly?”
“I know, sweetie, but there are just a couple more things we need to do. So I’m going to try to make you come again, but I’m going to take my time. I want you to just lie there and think about how good my mouth feels.”
“But can’t I lick you?” he asked anxiously, “Even a little bit?”
“Not yet, sweetie; I’m going to sixty-nine you and play with your cock. I want you to just enjoy the feel of my ass on your face and think about how good my pussy will taste.”
She climbed up over his frame to sixty-nine him and slid gently into position. Her thighs framed his face, her buttocks were perched gently on his face, cradling his nose. She marveled at the length of his penis, so stiff and straight. It was longer than her husband’s and it was all hers to do with as she pleased.
Jenny made no effort to hurry as she slowly licked Ben’s shaft, lightly sucking the tip and then using her mouth to fuck him. After a few minutes she saw one of his hands clench into a fist by his side. She took her mouth off his cock and just rubbed his balls with her fingertips. His cock bounced in front of her face. She had gobbled every drop of precum but the veins in Ben’s shaft were really pronounced.
She mildly curious as to how long he could last doing this, but realized that since he had come twice already, it might take a little longer than the hand job he had given himself earlier. To her surprise, he lasted almost thirty minutes before she felt the shiver of his body and the throb of his cock. She pressed her lips together and firmly but slowly fucked his shaft with her mouth. His cum was like frosting on a cupcake, creamy and sweet and she gently sucked the tip of his cock as he moaned into her crotch.
His cock popped out of her mouth, still twitching as she lifted her body away from his. He was panting like a race horse, his chest visibly rising and falling. “Oh, my God, Miss Jenny, that was incredible. I wanted to come so badly but couldn’t for a long time and it felt SOOOO good!”
“I’m glad,” she said, just as pleased as he was. She was thirsty and her jaw ached a little, so she got off the bed to go get a drink of water. “Do you want something to drink, Ben?”
“A glass of water would be great,” he said, sitting up on the bed.
Jenny’s mind was reeling with the possibilities of being so dominant over a healthy young boy like this. He wasn’t exactly a virgin, but enough so that he would try anything with or for a girl. She began to wonder how far she would go to test his devotion and worshipping her body, and how much he would comply with her own twisted fantasies.
She took a glass of water back to the bedroom and Ben consumed it quickly. “I think my body is totally dry inside,” he said with a grin.
“You might think so, but I might prove you wrong,” she said with a sexy grin. “Back up on the bed, near the headboard this time.”
He scrambled up onto the bed as she instructed, refreshed and ready for whatever she wanted.
As Jenny straddled his chest, she could see the anticipation in his face. “This time we’ll focus on MY orgasm, but no licking, no tongue action. Sometimes I just like to rub my pussy on a boy’s face* until I come.
(*This was just a fantasy she was sharing to fit the situation.)
“But Miss Jenny,” he started to say in protest.
“Hush, Ben, I NEED this right now, so just lie still and let me have my pleasure. I’ll just rub myself across your nose and mouth but it shouldn’t take long; you’ve got me very excited.”
She moved up and settled herself over his face and grabbing the headboard, lowered her weight onto his waiting face. She was already sopping wet and her pussy practically slid across his mouth and nose. She slid forward, sliding his nose into her slit and then slid backward, dragging her pussy over his nose and mouth, stopping at his chin. Within a very few minutes his face was glistening with her juices.
Ben managed to catch gasps of breath as she moved back and forth on his face. She stopped once with her pussy swallowing his nose and let her weight sink down on him. He was totally in control of his senses as her juices seeped into his nostrils. He would be content breathing in her pussy for as long as she wanted.
After a few minutes, Jenny gripped the headboard and slid rapidly back and forth across Ben’s face. Each time her clit rubbed against his nose, she got closer and closer. Soon she was raking her body across his face so rapidly that she feared he might not be able to catch his breath. He didn’t indicate that he was having any problem so she took advantage of it and worked herself towards an intense orgasm.
When she came, she slowed down, grinding on his mouth for a minute. Then she shifted her weight, pressing on his chin, and began to rub her clit vigorously with two fingers. Another orgasm ensued quickly and her juices flowed. “Suck me!” she gasped as her orgasm consumed her.
Unable to move very far, Ben tilted his head as best he could and licked her slit, sucking and slurping at her wet hole like his life depended on it. When Jenny had recovered from her climax, she allowed him to continue tasting her as his just reward.
Ben was visibly excited, lapping and sucking like he was dying of thirst and her pussy was the fountain he needed to survive. She gently removed herself from atop him and knelt down beside him for a minute. She leaned over and kissed him passionately on the mouth. She had smelled and tasted her own sex before but for some reason she felt compelled to kiss him.
When she broke the kiss, Ben whispered to her, “I love you Miss Jenny.”
“I know, sweetie,” she replied. Then she turned around and straddled his body as though she would sixty-nine him again, but did not. “Now, Ben, lick me as much as you want and stroke your cock; I want to see your cum spurting in the air,” she said. She knew he was aroused but wondered if he could muster another cumshot.
He grabbed his balls with one hand and fisted his cock with the other and began stroking. Jenny squatted down over his face, pussy on his mouth and his tongue immediately went to work on her clit. She balanced herself with her hands on his chest and ribs as he went wild tonguing her.
She waited until she saw just a hint of precum ooze from the tip of his cock and then she slid down over him in a sixty-nine, squeezing his head with her legs. His tongue dove in and out of her wet pussy while his nose struggled to breath between her buttocks.
Jenny was beside herself with lust. What else could she do with his mouth or his cock? She wanted him to eat her until she passed out and she wanted to make him come until he begged for a rest. As his hand began to move quicker, pumping his shaft, Jenny leaned forward and put her mouth over the tip of his cock.
Ben went wild, moaning into her pussy and jerking his cock. His fist would bump her lips as he reached the tip of his cock and Jenny was licking around the sensitive crown. To her great surprise, not only did he come again but with several ropes of his sperm shooting into her mouth. She began to wonder if her lust could match his if she sucked and fucked him all day long.
His body went limp although his penis did not, at least immediately, and Ben was almost out of breath. “OhMyGod, Miss Jenny, you’re amazing!” he moaned as she rolled off of his body.
“YOU’RE the one who amazes ME,” she said honestly. “I wonder how long we could keep this up?” she said.
“As long as my tongue fits inside you, I’m willing to find out,” he said, giggling. “I didn’t know I could come this much, Miss Jenny. Was it okay for you?”
“Of course it was!” she said. “Have you pretty much done what you dreamed of, Ben?”
“Oh, yeah, lots more, except for one thing.”
“What’s that?” she asked. She was certain she had covered most of the basic issues of sex and orgasms with him.
“Well, two things, actually” he replied.
Suddenly he had her attention. What else could he possibly want after seeing her naked, having sex with her and coming more than he ever had?
“I’m beginning to really like the feel of your butt on my face; it excited me more than I thought it would, and I’d like more of that,” he said.
“Okay, and…” she asked.
“Well, I saw some porn photos once of a woman with a banana sticking out of her down there and a guy was eating it.”
“So...?”
“I was just curious of how things would taste coming out of there, or having your wet stuff all over it.”
Food sex. The kid had evidently seen some really strange porn. And if he didn’t know anything about anal sex, she could teach him, although it wasn’t her favorite sex act.
“I’ll tell you what, Ben;” she offered, “you think about those things, write down some ideas or questions you have and we’ll at least talk about them, but don’t get the idea that I’ll let you do anything you see in porn. I only do what makes me feel good, understand?”
“Absolutely, Miss Jenny, anything you say.”
“That’s right,” Jenny thought to herself, “anything and everything I say.”
