Date: Tue, 17 Aug 2010 06:28:48 -0700 (PDT) From: penny cox Subject: Mummys B & B My Dad left home when I was just 11 years old. It was a very difficult time for me and Mummy. I was starting at a new all-boys school, and felt so insecure, but soon found comfort in the wanking that was going on all around. Boys seemed to want to take me to quiet places like a locked toilet cubicles, or the gym store, where I was made to wank them off. I loved it, feeling their cocks stiffening as I played with them, then wanking them off and watching them cum, lots of lovely spurts of creamy spunk. One older boy had started to kiss me as I wanked him, and was soon slipping his tongue into my mouth as I played with him inside his underpants. Another boy had been making me kneel down on the filthy toilet floor, and lick and kiss his helmet as I wanked him. At first I didn't like it, but after a few sessions, I began to open my mouth and let him push it in a little, just his helmet. The filthy surroundings seemd to intensify the excitement somehoh. At home I grew much closer to Mummy. I had been secretly wearing her underwear to bed and wanking myself off for quite a while, but now I asked her if I could dress up in her clothes. To my surprise she said yes and soon I was parading around the house dressed as a girl, underwear as well, and even a little make up. I felt so natural. Now I was going to bed in a nightie and panties and dreaming about boys. Mummy needed to make extra money. She had a job, but decided to rent the two spare bedrooms out as b & b and started to advertise. Our first guest was a teacher at my school, My James. He lived 100 miles away and wanted a room from Monday to Thursday night. He liked the room, a double on the front, and in the morning Mum served his breakfast. I was sent in later, in my school uniform to clear his table. As I collected his crockery, I noticed the napkins still laying in his lap, so I reached down and placed my hand over it. As my fingers closed over the napkin, I was suddenly aware of what I had hold of. My fingers had caught the front of Mr James trousers and I could feel his clearly feel his penis. "Oh, I am so sorry Mr James" I blurted out and quickly picked up the napkin. "Don't apologise Peter" he said "no harm done", and I felt his hand slide up the back of my trousers and fondle my bottom cheeks for afew seconds. I went off to school feeling so embarrassed, but also excited that I'd felt a real mans penis, albeit accidentally. Later that day, I bumped into mr James. "I am so sorry" I said again as we passed in the corridor. "Come in here for a moment" he said opening the door to the staff room. I went in, it was empty. Mr James put his arm around me and pulled me to him as if cuddling me. "It's ok Peter" he whispered "I understand how it must be here surrounded by all these boys. Temptation everywhere, and I know you're enjoying yourself because I've seen you coming out of toiulet cubicles, and you were not alone." I looked at the floor in embarressment. "It's perfectly normal Peter, and I won't tell anyone, especially your Mum, ok?" As I looked up he placed a big kiss on my cheek and squeezed my bottom. "Yes Sir" I blurted out, and leant against him for comfort, gazing down at his zip fly, wondering what was hidden in there. Next day at breakfast, I again went to clear his plates, and notice he was sitting much nearer the table, although I could still just see the corner of his napkin sticking out. I cleared the table and was about to walk away when Mr James whispered "Don't forget the napkin Peter" Without thinking I slid my hand under the table, out of sight and reached for the napkin. "OH God" The napkin fell to the floor as I realised that Mr James had his zip undone and his cock out. I watched as the napkin slowly floated to the carpet, but couldn't take my hand away, and slowly wrapped my fingers around his cock. For a few seconds I froze in that position, but instead of removing my hand, I began a slow masturbation movement out of sight under the table. It felt completely natural and in seconds I could feel him stiffening in my hand. I didn't want to stop but my Mummy called me from the kitchen. I gave his cock one last squeeze and removed my hand, then kneeling on one knee, I picked up the napkin, lifted the corner of the table cloth and looked briefly at his erect cock. It was lovely, 6 or 7 inches long and glistening with clear juice. I quietly pushed the table back a few inches, leant forward and kissed the tip of Mr James cock. "Thankyou Peter" he whispered as I left the room. All day at school, I thought about his cock, and when a boy invited me to the toilets, I was very happy to kneel down and let him push his cock fully into my mouth. Oh how I wished it was Mr James cock that was now being pushed in and out. Even though I could feel his climax approaching, I didn't pull away and just let him cum his lot in my mouth whenever he was ready. He seemed very happy, and his cum tasted so nice. At nearly 12 years of age, I was doing good feminine work. It was Friday morning and MrJames last day till Monday. I popped in to say hello, while he was eating his breakfast, then went into the kitchen. "Hello Mum" I said. "Ah Peter, I have to leave now, can you finish the washing up"? I waited a few miutes, then went in to clear his table. "Hello Peter, has your Mum gone to work early"? I nodded. "So there's no-one else in the house"? I nodded again. I picked up the plates and took them out saying "I'll be back in a minute sir" I hurried back to find Mr James standing beside his chair without his trousers. They were neatly folded and on another chair. "You want to play with my cock don't you Peter"? he whispered. I nodded. "That's quite normal Peter, most boys play with each other, and some find that they'd like to be with a man, and that's you isn't it Peter"? "Yes sir" I blurted out. "I'll let you into a secret Peter, some men still like to be with a young boy. They like having a young boy play with them, and really like to cuddle a naked boy. Would you like a cuddle Peter"? I nodded . "Come up to my room in 5 minutes Peter, wearing just your underpants". He picked up his trousers and went upstairs. I followed, went into my room and undressed, and then knocked his door. "Come in Peter" I heard him call. I opened the door, and saw that he was sitting on the edge of the bed in just his y-fronts. He looked so nice, better than my school friends. "Close the door Peter and come over here" he whispered. As I walked towards him he said "Oh Peter, you are such a pretty boy, and look so nice in your underpants. Boys look nice in just their pants don't they Peter"? "Yes sir, so do men sir" I asnswered looking at the bulge in his pants. As I stood in front of him he reached out and put his arms around me and pulled me to him, untill I was standing between his open legs. His hands slid down my back until they rested on my bottom cheeks, where he beagn to carress me. It felt so nice. I stood there resting against his bare chest as he planted a few kisses on my cheek. Neither of us spoke until his hands slid down under my underpants and started to fondle my bare bottom cheeks, when I let out a little moan. "Is that nice Peter"? he whispered in my ear. I nodded and lifted my head, just enough for Mr James to find my lips. Our first kiss, lots of little ones, then a longer one with a hint of tongue. As his tongue slid fully in I felt him pulling my pants down. Between kisses he looked down. "Oh Peter you are a beautiful boy" he whisperted as my pants slid down to the floor. "Quickly, get up onto the bed" he said "We'll have to leave for school soon" I obeyed and laid on my back. In the mirror opposite I could see myself and my stiff cock. Mr James stood beide the bed and pulled my pants right down to the floor. As his cock flopped out I made a gasping sound. "Oh Sir" I whispered as I reached out and took hold of it. He got on beside me, my fingers still around his cock. His arm eased around me, pulled me to him and we kissed again, but this time it seemd to last for ever. By now I was wanking him as we kissed, and then I felt his fingers touch my boy-cock. Wow he held me and began to wank me. As the kiss ended he whispered in my ear "Peter, we can't tell anyone about this, we must keep it a secret forever. Do you understand"? "Yes Sir, I know sir. I'm not going to tell a soul, I'm yours, all yours" We kissed again, then he lowered himself down slightly, lent over and eased his lips over my cock. Oh, as I watched, he gave me my first blow job. I also looked in the mirror and saw his bare bottom. Suddenly I was shouting "Oh Sir, I'm Cuming" End Of Part !