Chapter 8
The remaining weeks passed quickly.
It was already the last week in August. Angelia had just finished saying good-bye to her boys as they left the camp. The place seemed absolutely deserted without the sounds of their voices and the touch of their eager, willing bodies.
She would have many memories to keep her warm through the winter and would look forward to seeing familiar faces next summer. And doubtless some new ones as well. That would make it worth waiting for.
Meanwhile, she was going to California in a few months; she had her plans already mapped out and ready. The house would be fresh and pretty for her little boys when they got back.
The sun was beginning to set on another day. Angelia walked outside and sat on the porch.
As the sun set over the camp site in the distance, Angelia imagined what next year had in store for her. '
In the middle of her packing, Angelia heard a light tapping on her door. Brushing the hair out of her eyes, and leaving the suitcase on the bed, she went to answer it. Who could that be, she wondered.
A luscious young boy stood there, no more than 13 years old, but with a body already beginning to mature. He stood about 5'6" and from the looks of it, Angelia could just imagine the size of his boyish cock. She found herself gazing intently at the boy's crotch, realized this, and blushed crimson for the first time in months.
"What can I do for you?" she managed to murmur.
The boy looked up, in obvious awe of this well-endowed vixen. "I-I came to use the telephone, if you have one. My parents and I are renting out a cabin at the camp down the road, now that regular camp is finished. My parents want me to call up my grandma, to tell her we're alright. By the way, my name's Josh."
"Pleased to meet you," Angelia said and added, "In fact, very pleased. Do come in." She moved in the doorway to give him access, but only so much that he would have to brush against her body as he went by. Anything for a kick; "Prelude to Passion," she thought.
She led him over to the telephone, and gazed at him as he dialed it. When he was finished, he began to fish around in his pocket. "Here, I'll have to give you some money. It was a long distance call."
"No. No," said Angelia. And seeing her chance she pressed his hand back into his pocket, managing to cup the palm of her hand over his basket as well. She could feel it beginning to grow, even from those feeble ministrations.
The boy obviously didn't know what to do. Was she intentionally feeling his crotch? He didn't know, but made no movement to remove her hand. Angelia could sense this and left her hand there, moving it ever so slightly.
"Does this bother you? I mean, did I do something wrong?" she asked in a wide-eyed manner.
"Yes, I mean no. I mean I like it. I mean-" the boy continued to blurt, almost incoherently.
"If I understand what you mean, Josh, why don't we sit down on the couch, where I can make you feel even better?"
Josh was astounded. He was still a virgin, and, aside from when he masturbated, no one had ever touched his cock before. The feelings this woman was giving him, even through his pants, had never been equaled before. He himself did not know what to do, and contented himself with the fact that she would probably tell him. She did.
As they sat on the couch, she began by unbuttoning his shirt and licking the nipples of his hairless chest. She bit into each of the love-buds and lapped her tongue around them. The boy began to moan and, in turn opening her blouse, felt her free-swinging globes.
Angelia continued in her tongue travels down the chest to his stomach and then, deftly, unzipped his fly. "Sit up so I can pull down your pants," she sighed, "and show you a little more of my talents." The boy complied. His cock sprang out into the air, and his almost hairless balls hung free. His pants were down around his ankles and he made a futile attempt to kick them off.
"Don't worry about them," Angelia said as she lowered her head to engulf his flaming cock, "Don't worry about them at all."
Josh began to moan and groan. He had never felt so good in his life. Angelia's tongue circled the throbbing boy's shaft. Nothing like the taste of a little boy's cock, she thought. So sweet, so totally delectable, she could never get enough.
The boy began to buck his hips. The sweet honeyed come shot into Angelia's waiting mouth. I love it, I love it, she murmured to herself. And she could have all she wanted. There were millions of boys just waiting for her.
After a moment of ecstasy Josh looked up. A smile lit. his boyish face and he looked at Angelia with longing. "Now let me do something for you Angelia," he said. "But I really don't know what to do. I've never been with a woman before."
Angelia smiled seductively and proceeded to take off the skimpy dress that she had on, unbuttoning it in the front. Her luscious melons stood up high and firm from her chest. As the dress was slowly lowered over her hips her small waist could be seen blending into her smooth wide hips and thighs. "You could begin by taking off my panties," she said, "and then you can have a taste of my fur pie. You'll really love it, Josh, and if you will touch me and lick me there you can give me the pleasure that I just gave to you."
Josh was more than willing. His eager hands ripped off her lacy panties and his eager tongue quickly sought out her furry honey pot. It smelled so different and strange to the boy but he liked it, and could feel his cock beginning to get hard again.
Angelia was enjoying the ministrations of the boy just as much as he had enjoyed her sucking of his cock. She felt her self beginning to come. "Oh shit," she gasped "this is just great." Boys, boys, boys, this was all she wanted from life. And to come with each and every one of them.