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hat’s nineteen, and, uh, I got the rest right here…” He mumbled as he
began to fish around in his right pocket for the last dollar, which was made
up of many coins that jingled heavily as he tried to scoop them out.
Cherry quickly counted the wad of money, and when she saw the trouble the
nervous little boy was going to for his last dollar, she reached out and
touched his wriggling wrist.
“That’s OK,” Cherry said gently, surmising that the money had been hard-
earned, probably saved up just for losing his virginity to her. “I’m gonna
give you a dollar-off special today.”
“Uh… thanks,” he mumbled shyly, looking down at her hand lingering on his
wrist, his hand still in his pocket. Where erotic massage Now that the payment was made, he hadn’t
the slightest idea what to do with the teenaged prostitute.
The two were standing inside the door of the run-down motel room that the girl
shared with her mother. She was known among the boys at his junior high as
the “cherry picker” because she only did boys once, for $20, and only if she
thought they were virgins. Several of his friends had lost their cherries to
her, and had dared him to do the same. It had taken the twelve-year-old over
a month to save up the money, mainly because he was so shy with girls that he
dreaded the day when he finally did have it all. Only the constant
encouragement of his friends, and their vivid descriptions of their
experiences, had kept him at it. Where erotic massage They had accompanied him to the motel and
watched from across the street as he had come inside.
Cherry was pleased with her latest client. He looked extremely small and
vulnerable, just the way she liked them. She knew that she would be in
complete control of this timid boy. She had been servicing junior high
virgins since shortly after she was date-raped by a sixteen-year-old a few
months ago. She had hated the helplessness she had felt during the
experience, but loved the sex. Where erotic massage Now she had found a way to have sex with
complete control of the situation, and make good money at it, too.
Cherry smiled at the nervous boy and began to rub her hand up and down his arm
in a slow, sensual caress. The boy shuddered and gulped audibly, staring at
“You ever felt a girl’s titty, Boy?” Cherry always called her clients ‘Boy’.
The tawny-haired head in front of her shook in response, and Cherry pulled at
his wrist so that the hand emerged from his pocket and went inside her
bathrobe to her bare titty. She always greeted her clients in nothing but a
bathrobe. It simplified things greatly. Where an erotic massage Likewise, boys wanting to do
business with her had to dress in wide, baggy shorts and no underwear. When
they met her in the nearby park, they had to sit somewhere nearby and position
themselves in a way that clearly displayed their boyhood to her. If she met
their eye and nodded, the deal was on and they were to discretely follow her
home. The site of this boy’s plump, rosy nutsack was still vivid in her
The boy gave a loud sigh as he felt her smooth, pliant breast against his
fingers. He forgot his shyness and brought his head up to stare hungrily at
the flesh beneath his hand. Cherry was pleased to see a nice little tent
instantly appear in the boy’s shorts. Where erotic massage She wanted to grab it, but restrained
herself so that she could enjoy the anticipation, and the swelling in her
loins that came with it.
She guided his hand and taught him how to palm her swelling nipple while
squeezing her breast with his fingers. When he got the hang of it, she pulled
at the other side of the robe, inviting him to do the same with her other
breast. She watched his brown eyes light up with excited lust as he began to
knead her breasts with both hands. She flung her head back and closed her
eyes, relishing the sensations this innocent little boy was giving to her.
His hot breath against her sternum brought her finally back to the situation.
He had unconsciously brought his face to within a few inches of her chest, his
pink tongue licking hungrily at his wet, rosy little lips. Where erotic massage She wondered how
long it would take for his lust to win out over his timidness and take a tit
into his mouth, but was filled with too much of her own desire to wait and
She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his wet mouth to her right nipple.
“Lick me, Boy, suck me good!” She panted, her head again falling back and
swinging from side to side as the boy eagerly lapped at her tit with his whole
tongue. She shuddered and shook as he wetted her entire globe with his
“Aaah, aaah, aaah,” he bleated as he licked away, making her nipple throb with
its desire to be sucked long and hard.
“Uhhh! Geez, Boy, lick my fuckin’ titty. God, that feels good!” She panted
as she rubbed the back of his head, crushing his face against her. Where erotic massage His hot
breath puffed more and more quickly, drying his saliva almost as fast as he
She felt his tented shorts butt against her robe, crushing it against her
drooling cunt. Her hands began to move downward, over his bony shoulders and
across his sharply jutting shoulder blades. Now he began to suck her nipple
with savage, pubescent hunger. Where erotic massage He took the whole thing into his mouth, then
slurped on it loudly as it pulled out of his tightly pressed lips until the
erect nipple scraped between his gently nibbling front teeth. Pleasure arced
through her slender body and sent her hips into wild gyrations that brought
her into ever-increasing contact with his jutting hard-on.
“Yeah, oh yeaaaaah! Suck that titty, Boy! Make me cum all over myself!” She
cried out as he slurped noisily away, lost in the new sensations. Her cunt
was juicing profusely, now, dampening the sparse hairs at the entrance and
smearing her thighs.
She groaned loudly as her hand reached his small, firm buttocks and squeezed
them harshly, pulling his hips toward her inflamed loins. She managed to part
her robe and let the tented material scrape against her inflamed clitty. The
boy’s hips began to jerk spasmodically as he felt his swollen glans rubbing
against the wet, throbbing button through the cloth. His mouth darted over to
the other tit and began to devour it. He couldn’t keep his mouth fastened on
the nipple for long, however. Where erotic massage He kept having to release it during his high-
pitched grunts of pleasure that were coming ever faster as his hips began to
gyrate wildly against her wet crotch.
Cherry knew the inexperienced boy was quickly losing control. She couldn’t
blame him since she was in a frenzy herself. Fortunately, the boy had an
elastic waste band or she would never have gotten the little hard-on out
before he delivered his precious little load. His grunts became a continuos
squeal of ecstasy as he felt his pricklet bounce free and smack against her
clammy wet twat. Little white globs of hot boy jizz began to sprinkle the
slimy door of her love tunnel, clit, and cunt lips before she got her hand up
to press it tightly into the cleft while he slowly rubbed it back and forth as
it oozed his sweet fluid, smearing her wet crack and mingling with her own
dripping juices. Where erotic massage His mouth had dropped her nipple, and his smooth cheek lay
against her breast as his quick pants warmed the surrounding skin.
She held his cocklet tightly against her cunny until his hips ground to a halt
and his smooth little erection began to wilt. Then she wrapped her arms
around him as he slumped against her and helped him over to her bed, letting
him lay back with his feet on the floor.
As the overcome boy lay gathering his breath, Cherry took the opportunity to
kneel down between his parted knees and closely examine his boyish equipment.
No boy cock looked the same, and she relished the variety. She thought she
had seen every combination of bald or hairy, big or little cocks and balls,
yet none was like any she had seen before. Each one was a wonderful new toy,
so different from all the rest. The other whores in her motel were bored with
their jobs, seeing one big, hairy set of cock and balls after another.
Staring at this latest miracle of boy flesh, she vowed never to give up these
sweet-smelling, gentle young boys.
The young scrotum draped loosely over his ass crack, the pale white flesh
around his jelly-bean sized nuggets hanging about three inches below the base
of his dicklet. The stretched, empty part of his scrotum was a beautiful dark
pink color that spread up the underside of his semi-erect penis. Not a hair
was visible anywhere on his sac or at the base of his cock. His nutsack
seemed to start at a point above the base of his stalk, creating a puffy arc
over the top. His poker lay along his abdomen, about three slender inches in
its present state, which she figured to be about the size of a roll of nickels
She wrapped her hands around the boy’s bony pelvis and brought her tongue to
the delicate balls and began to lick them gently. Where erotic massage Her tongue was tickled by
the tiniest of peach fuzz as it caressed his sensitive nuts, bringing forth a
soft moan from the youngster as his scrotum wrinkled and tightened with the
stimulation. She was pleased to note the pricklet become instantly hard, as
She sniffed deeply as she lapped at his precious jewels and reveled in the
light musky scent of his loins. The boy’s hips began to churn with his
renewed arousal, and she moved her tongue upward toward the instrument of her
pleasure. She pressed her tongue lightly along the soft urethra that ran the
length of his stalk, coaxing a small bead of clear pre-cum out of the tip to
be lapped up as she reached the tip. The boy began to moan