1. The Kinky Cougar's Quest for a Teenage Chipolata


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: uber_cougar, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    The doorbell rang; I sprang to my feet and answered it. Upon opening the door, I was greeted by my husband’s ex-wife, Lucy, and sixteen-year-old son, Danny. Danny’s eyes locked onto mine. He stared at me with that familiar gaze I’d seen so many times before, a look of longing and admiration. It had been a couple of months since I had last seen Danny, and, I must admit, I was quite taken aback by his adult appearance. He had always been a handsome young man, but now he had whiskers growing above his top lip and around his chin, making him look even more handsome than before. He had on shorts and a t-shirt and I couldn't help but admire the fuzzy black hair covering his arms and legs. I beamed down at him. “Hello, Danny. My, you are looking all grown-up these days, aren't you?” “Yeah, I suppose,” he grunted in reply, full of teenage angst. I turned my attention to Lucy. “So, how long have I the privilege of looking after young Danny?” “Just this week. I'm taking a short break abroad. I'll pop round and pick him up Friday, if that's okay?” “It's not fair,” Danny interrupted, his bottom lip protruding. “I'm sixteen years old; why can't I stay at home on my own?” “We've been through this a million times already,” his mother replied exasperatedly. “Last time I left you home alone you had friends over. Remember?” “What's wrong with that?” “There were beer stains on the carpet. My house stank of cigarette smoke, and somebody had been fornicating in my bed.” Lucy raised her voice as ...
    she said the last bit, adding emphasis to the fact that strangers had screwed in her bed. Danny snorted scornfully. “Well, boys will be boys,” I said, grinning, then waved Danny into the house. “Come along, Danny, in you come. Your father's out, taking the dog for a walk. He should be back shortly.” The scent of aftershave wafted up my nose as Danny squeezed past me through the door, titillating my senses, making me go weak at the knees. He trudged down the hallway, his flip-flops slapping against the soles of his feet with every step. Watching him from behind, I couldn't help but admire his thin, hairy legs and the swagger in his step. My lust for him was rising, becoming so strong that I felt a sudden urge to rip off all his clothes and ravish his scrawny body. I had always had a penchant for teenage boys, especially their slight bodies, and now Danny had grown into a handsome young man, an object of my desire. I made it my mission there and then to turn him into my little fuck toy; the mere thought sent a shiver of excitement through my loins. “Erm…excuse me. Diane,” said Danny's mother, breaking me from my reverie. I turned my attention back to her, feeling my desire for her son increasing, becoming almost unbearable. “Ah, I forgot you were there,” I giggled. “Anyway, must dash. Cheerio,” I said before slamming the door closed on her. Even though I was twenty years older than Danny, old enough to be his mother, it did nothing to quell my lust for him. The urge to tear off ...
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