1. Frankie Mrs. Young


    Date: 8/3/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, First Time, Oral Sex, Teen, Young, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 91.2, Source: sexstories.com

    She had never dressed so provocatively before, and she was feeding his desires. “Mrs. Young,” he said. “I like you a lot. You’re a real nice lady.” “But I’m also as old as your mother,” she said. “I just don’t want you to fire me.” “Why the hell would I fire you Frankie?” Frankie blushed and said, “I don’t know.” “Frankie,” she coaxed. “Mrs. Young, I think about you. A lot.” “How so?” she asked. “I think you’re hot. Like, really hot.” “And you’re afraid if you say that I’ll fire you?” “Yeah.” “I won’t,” she said. “In fact I’m flattered.” “Really?” “Yeah.” “Okay,” he said smiling. “So, what is your girlfriend going to do when you leave for college?” “I don’t have a girlfriend.” “Oh come on Frankie, you can tell me the truth.” “Honestly. No girlfriend. We broke up months ago.” “Why?” “Why? Oh, I… ugh… that is… well… Mrs. Young, can I be honest with you?” “Sure.” “We broke up because I wanted to, and she didn’t. See, I didn’t want to go to college never having done it before.” “You mean sex?” she asked. “Yeah,” he blushed. “Are you a virgin?” “MRS. YOUNG!” he cried blushing. He couldn’t believe she was being so friendly, or asking him such personal questions. She had never talked to him like this before, and he was starting to wonder why. “Oh Frankie,” she said smiling. “It’s okay. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.” He hung his head for a few moments, then looked up and whispered, “Yeah.” She hugged him, pressing her breasts into him and said, “Oh my dear sweet boy. Whoa! You ...
    need a shower!” “Yeah,” he said. “Sorry about that.” “I have an idea, why don’t you take a quick shower in my bathroom. Then you’ll feel better and it will help you kill time before you need go to Mrs. Packard’s house.” Frankie sighed. The sound of a shower did sound nice, and it meant he would be able to stay at her house a bit longer. “Sure that would be nice.” Mrs. Young escorted Frankie to her bedroom. He had always wondered what it looked like, and now here he was, standing in her room. Her bed was on a raised hardwood base, her dressers and end tables matched. Her bed was made with a blue comforter and lots of pillows. She handed him some clean towels and offered to wash his clothes, but he said he was fine. Her bathroom connected to her room, and the shower and toilet were in a separate smaller room from the sinks. She told him to take as long as he wanted and left the room. Frankie stripped down, turned on the shower, and when the water was warm enough, he shut the door between the shower/toilet room and the sinks, and stepped in. The warm water ran down his body and he leaned into the showerhead, and let the water just run down his naked body. He never heard the door open, or the moving shower curtain, but he felt her hand on his back. Frankie jumped and saw Mrs. Young, standing before him in the shower, naked. Her hair was only slightly damp, and her breasts were as magnificent as he’d imagined. He started to speak, but she grabbed his face and kissed him, forcing her ...
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