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Dogs are not the only friend of a young boy who is seeking his first sexual pleasures. His dog, his friend's mom and his mom help him learn about sex. (FF/m-teen, ped, beast, inc, 1st) *** This is about my introduction to my sexual self many, many years ago. I was raised in the country and was an only child. We had some neighbors, the Tates, who lived down at the end of the lane behind us. The son, Lloyd, and I became friends as we met the bus each morning for school and talked about whatever came to mind. Although he was a year older than I, we were in the same grade as he had been held back a year for some reason. I sort of looked up to him, as he was older and wiser, at least in my mind. Dad always referred to Mr. Tate as a "nary-do-well" and said he was no good and lazy. We did not have much money but I suspect the Tate’s had even less than we did. Mr. Tate would hire himself out to cut wood, plow, or do whatever odd jobs he could get. Mr. Tate loved to hunt and kept several hunting dogs. This is where the story begins. When I was 14 and Lloyd was 15, as the winter weather set in, I was asked to go hunting with them. Mom and Dad were reluctant at first but finally gave in and gave me permission to go hunting with the Tates. Friday nights was set aside for hunting and I was anxious to join my friend and his dad as I walked to the nearby creek with my dog, "Ranger" to meet them. We met up as planned and they had brought several dogs with them as we walked about a mile back into the woods and finally stopped as Lloyd and his dad began gathering wood for a fire. As the fire got started, we sat on some old logs listening for the dogs to "tree" something like a raccoon, opossum, skunk, or whatever. My dog stayed with me as the other dogs left to hunt except for one bitch dog that laid down by the fire. After a while I asked about her and Mr. Tate laughed and said she was the "Camp Whore." He explained that she had never had any pups but enjoyed taking care of the male dogs. Later that evening, after a couple of opossums had been treed and we had called the dogs off and were back at the camp fire talking, one of the male dogs started humping the old bitch and knotted. Mr. Tate remarked that those dogs love to get her and she loves it as well. The next Friday we met and went hunting, and about the same events took place. The bitch was taking a male dog when another male dog wanted some and was trying to hump her. Mr. Tate remarked that the dog was sure horny and that he thought he would let him "butt fuck" him. I looked puzzled and Mr. Tate laughed and asked if I have ever let my dog butt fuck me. I said that I had not and started wondering... Mr. Tate said, "It is good Sonny. When the dog pumps your butt it hits a hot spot and it makes you shoot your load without touching yourself," as he looked at Lloyd and said, "It’s hot, ain’t it son?" "Yep, Pa, it’s good," Lloyd replied. Mr. Tate then dropped his pants and got down on his hands and knees. The dog that was trying to get with the bitch soon noticed him and went over and started sniffing and licking his rear end The dog would circle him and lick his face as Mr. Tate played with him some, and he would lick his butt some more then he jumped up on Mr. Tate and started jabbing until he found the hole. He then locked his front legs around his waist and shoved it hard and fast as Mr. Tate, said, "Look here Sonny, I’m as hard as a rock and will shoot without touching myself." I watched in amazement as the dog humped away and Mr. Tate was fully erect. Suddenly Mr. Tate said, "Look, it’s going to shoot." About that time I saw a burst of milky cum shoot out followed by two or three more bursts. The dog was now finished pumping and turned around butt to butt as he was tied for about 10 minutes. Lloyd spoke up and said, "Damn, Pa, that ole dog got you off good!" and laughed. After awhile they were untied and Mr. Tate pulled his pants up and sat on the log and asked me if I had done that with my dog. I sheepishly said no. He then asked if I still had my cherry. I shyly said that I never had sex before. "My Little Lloyd here has been fucking since he was 13, haven’t you son?" Mr. Tate Said. Lloyd replied, "Yep Pa, and I sure like it too." The bitch was lying by the fire and my dog, Ranger, was trying to get her up and was trying to hump her. She was baring her teeth at him and would not let him get her. Mr. Tate remarked that my dog was sure horny for some and laughed as he suggested that I give him some. I shrugged my shoulders and didn’t say anything but I remember that I was plenty horny from watching everything and wondering what I had been missing. We put out the fire and left for our respective homes. After parting, I was walking along thinking of the night’s activities, I realized that I was horny and my balls felt like they could spurt like Mr. Tate’s although I had only been able to get a drop or two from my skinny young cock. At that time I had just found that I could pump a drop of cum out of my balls. It was really exciting as I was having visions of breeding someone. Strange but that is what I was thinking. I was looking at every woman wondering how it would be to pump my seed into them. Breeding was a farm term used when we put the male with the female animal to breed. I guess I was thinking of sex as breeding. Anyway I decided to sit on a log and masturbate. As I pulled my skinny thing out of my pants, my dog Ranger started licking it, which felt so good. I let him lick then he got on my leg and started humping. I pushed him off and he immediately started licking me again. I was thinking of what Mr. Tate said now about how good a dog felt and was wondering if Ranger wanted to poke me. I dropped my pants and leaned on the log. Ranger started licking my bum hole and sort of nibbled it as he licked. It was so erotic. He then moved onto my back and pulled his forelegs around my waist and started humping slowly as he poked and tried to find the hole. He finally hit the tip in the right place, sort of hesitated then drove it deep into me, holding me tight and started pushing deep and fast. I now realized my cock was throbbing and pumping hard to empty my balls. I was soon finished as Ranger moved off and I realized he was "hung up" with me. I felt down toward my now half limp cock and found a little bit of sticky juice seeping out of my slit. It felt so good and I knew that I had been good for Ranger as I felt him pumping and throbbing as he emptied his balls in me for what seemed like an hour but it was likely more like 5 minutes. He finally slipped out and turned and licked me off good and then he lay down and licked himself as I pulled my trousers back on and headed home with Ranger. When I saw Lloyd on the next school day, I asked him whom he had lost his cherry to. He said it was a woman and he could not tell me as they might get into trouble. I said, "Tell me Lloyd. I won’t tell anyone. You can trust me." "No, I can’t do that. If she found out she would get mad," he replied. "Well tell me, do I know her? You said a woman. Is she married?" "Yes you know her and she is married. That is all I am going to say." "Just tell me one more thing then. Do you get to see her often?" I asked. Lloyd got a silly grin on his face and said that he saw her a lot and any time he wanted some she usually would let him have some. (Damn I was thinking. I wonder who it is? No it can’t be. Damn, is it his mom? I have heard of this before.) Lloyd’s mom was what I would describe as a large boned vulgar looking woman who looked like she was ready for breeding. I know that when I would visit Lloyd that she would greet me with some comment like, "How is my handsome boy? You get better looking every day." She would pull me to her bosom as she was taller than I and my face would be in her big fat sagging tits as she hugged me. As I thought of her, I was wondering how it would be to breed her. I was wondering if she was the one who was letting Lloyd breed her and if she took his cherry. I remember that night after I went to bed, mom came in to kiss me goodnight in her nightgown and it gave me a whole new vision of my mom. As she leaned over to kiss me, I could feel her breast against my shoulder and had a rush of erotic thoughts. The moonlight was bright enough even with the lights out to see her as she walked away with her nice cheeks twitching in the gown. I wanted to grab her and breed her but knew that was not a good thing to do. Mom was very proper. I went to bed that night thinking of Mrs. Tate and my mom, and how I would breed them with my newly found sperm. Friday night came, and I met the Mr. Tate and Lloyd for our hunting. As we sat around the camp fire listening for the dogs to tree, the talk turned to sex and Mr. Tate asked if I had let me dog get off with me yet. I sheepishly said that I had and liked it. He laughed and said that he had told me it was good and was glad that I liked it. Mr. Tate then asked, "How would you like to get some woman’s pussy? I think you are ready to loose your cherry, ain’t you?" "Yea, I guess so, I would like to know what it is like to breed a woman." "Well, I am tired of hunting tonight. Let’s go and see if the woman wants to get your young nuts off. Are you sure you want to do it? You ain’t gonna back out on me are you?" My cock was already rock hard thinking or breeding a woman. "No," I replied. " I wanna empty my balls in a woman and I am ready." I had no idea how things would work out but I knew that I was ready to become a man, as we called it back then. I was ready to put my skinny cock in a real woman, not just some little girl ass. I was big enough to breed a real woman, I thought. We put out the fire and headed out. I was not watching where we were going, as I my mind was occupied with the thoughts of getting a woman tonight. I suddenly realized we were walking up to the Tate house. I could not believe that I was going to get off with Mrs. Tate. WOW, I was one lucky guy. As we went in, Mr. Tate called out, "We are home, Ma and I brought you a present." Mrs. Tate came out in her nightgown and looked at me and smiled and asked, "What are you doing here, Sonny? You guys weren’t having any fun hunting and decided to come home and have some fun here? She smiled and gave me a hug and told me how good it was to see me. I had a feeling that this was planned before hand and she was hoping that Mr. Tate would talk me into coming back to the house and breed her. She pointed to the couch for me to sit down and as I did she sat beside me. Mr. Tate and Lloyd left the room as she turned to me and put her hand on my leg and started rubbing it up and down. I was breathing hard as she patted my bulge and said, "Look what I found and it is all for me. "Are you ready to give me my present? Come on," as she got up, "let’s go in the other room." We walked into the bedroom as she closed the door and I knew then that she knew why I was there and she was as ready for me as I was for her. I was shaking all over with anticipation as she sat on the bed and placed my hand on her big tits, and then moved my hand to her hair-covered pussy. I remember how wet and slick it was. She undid my pants and shirt and pulled them off and looked at my hard cock and told me how nice it looked standing up for her that way. She pulled her gown up around her waist and moved to the middle of the bed and opened her legs and said, "Come on Sonny. If you want me, I am ready for my little stud. Come and give Ma some good fucking, you horny little bastard." With that I moved above Ma and I can remember well the feeling of power as I stuck my skinny dick into her big wet pussy. It was hot and wet and I thought I was going to pass out as I pumped a few strokes and shot my wad into a woman for the first time. I lay there a moment with my cock throbbing pumping my balls dry of what little cum there was. She hugged me tight as I went limp lying on top of "My Woman" as I thought of her now. It was so good I was thinking. I had just bred my first woman and I felt like I was a real stud now. I was now a real man! She whispered to me, "Sonny, you can come over any time you need me and I will take care of my little stud. Makes me feel good that a young guy like you wants to get between my legs and pound my hairy pussy." I now knew the secret. Ma had taken Lloyd’s cherry and was giving him some when he needed it. WOW! I was already thinking of how nice it would be if my mom would do that for me. I realized it was time for me to go home so I got dressed and walked into the living room where Lloyd and Pa were sitting. They were both grinning as I walked in. I told them I had to get home now and without a word further, I left knowing that I would be back to see Ma. I later asked Ma if they were as horny as I went I left them there. She told me that they were both hot for her pussy and she took care of both of them after I left. She said that she really thought I was special because she got my cherry just like she had gotten Lloyd’s. This is the essence of my introduction into my sexuality. From time to time Ranger needed me and I enjoyed him banging me and filling me with his cum. I saw Mrs. Tate often after that first time., well until much later when some other events took place. I later got as far as kissing my mom and feeling her butt and breast from time to time but never really got very far. I would walk up behind her and put my arms around her and pull her to me and press my hard cock onto her nice sexy bottom and sometimes she would wiggle her butt against my cock and then tell me to run along and behave myself. Most nights she would come into my room and kiss me good night and at that time I might steal a cheap feel to which she would scold me in a pleasant teasing way, to behave myself. I remember one night when I was a senior in high school things changed. Mom and Dad came home from a wedding party and Mom was in a party mood. She wanted to party some more and opened a bottle of wine. Dad did not want to party and went to bed so she hit on me and we danced and she drank more wine. I began dancing with her and she ground into my hard cock as we danced. She would kiss me deeply and tongue me. She actually removed her blouse and panties and let me feel her up good. I was shocked. I was so horny and wanted to go to bed with her. She played with my cock and I would suggest that we go to my bed but she would not go. We kept this up until the wee hours of the night. We finally decided to go to bed, and she said lets have a good night kiss, Sonny. Play like your mom is a teen- ager and you want her bad. I said, "Mom, quit playing with me, I am so horny for you now." Mom looked at me and said, "You will have to rape your Mom to get into her panties. Do you want to do that? Now that is hot! I have never been raped before. Rape me if you think you are big enough!" I picked her up and carried her to my bed and put her down. Mom said, "I raised me one hot fucking stud. I think I have had too much to drink. I can’t believe you are going to rape your drunk mom!" She pulled her dress up around her waist and lay back on the bed and opened her legs and said, "If you are going to rape me, I may as well enjoy it! Rape me! I know you want your Mom and that is the only way you are going to get into your mom’s pussy!" I knew my Mom wanted me as much as I wanted her and at this point I knew she wanted me to take her but she didn’t want to think that she would ever do this with her son. This was her way of enjoying me without guilt. I undressed and moved onto the bed and kissed her as she wrapped her arms around me and passionately kissed me. I moved above her and into her waiting wet hot pussy pushing slowly and hesitating to see what she would do. She grabbed my butt and pulled me deep inside her as she held on tight, with her and me both thrusting toward each other hard and fast. She was meeting each and every one of my thrusts with a wiggling thrust of her own and moaning, "Sonny, baby, fuck your mom, oh Sonny, you are my hot stud." She kept this up till she exploded digging her nails into my back and holding me tightly as she shook all over, calling my name over and over. I was now shooting my hot sperm into mom, throbbing and thrusting and knowing that it was going deep inside the womb where my dad had planted his seed so many times. It was the womb where dad planted his seed that gave Mom her loving son who was now taking care of his Mom’s sexual needs that were being neglected by my Dad. We both were exhausted and sweating as we lay there in each other’s arms. A mom who had just given her son the greatest sex he had ever had, and a son who had fulfilled the secret desires of his mom. My head was still spinning at the evening and how it all came about. I had been hoping for this night ever since I found out Lloyd’s mom was taking care of him. Mom had let me go so far but not all the way. I was now realizing that she really wanted me all the time but did not want to feel guilty about it. She had dreamed up this night to get me to seduce her and she would think in her own mind that I took advantage of her when she was under the influence of alcohol and could not resist me. Now that we had crossed the line and enjoyed each other so much, would we do it again? After a while, Mom kissed me as I moved off and lay beside her, with my arm under her head and she turned toward me and said, "I guess I must have been pretty drunk, Sonny. I hope you don’t think I am a bad Mom." "Oh no Mom, I think you are the greatest mom in the world," as I kissed her and whispered to her, "I hope you are not mad at me for taking advantage of my hot sexy mom. I really needed you tonight. I love you so much." "Oh baby, I am not angry with you. I sure gave birth to one hot horny stud and I am so happy that I could make you happy tonight. I did not realize how good sex with my baby could be until tonight. I think I may drink some more wine soon and hope my son takes advantage of me again. It is so nice to be raped by my own son." I went to sleep to awake late the next morning to realize Mom was not in bed with me. At first I thought it was a dream. I got dressed and went to the breakfast table. Mom gave me a kiss and whispered, "How is my new lover this morning?" I knew then that I had not dreamed it. I was thinking of how I had slept with my dad’s wife and had put my manhood right where he had put his so often in the past. I knew that I had shown his wife that the son that he had sired was now a man and could satisfy her sexual desires just as well as he. To put it in farm terms, there was a new bull in the pasture now that was getting the momma cow's attention. She was now giving the new bull a lot of attention while the old bull was not looking. This young bull was now breeding the main cow whenever he got the chance and was pumping her full of his young cum as she squirmed beneath him demanding all the seeds that his balls had to offer. (Just so you will know, I stopped seeing Mrs. Tate, as Mom started taking good care of me.) END If you liked this story, please tell me at, amaverickone@yahoo.com *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 39