Date: Mon, 30 Oct 2023 15:20:34 +0000 (UTC) From: Lacey Femme Subject: One Day at the Boy Park [This story is (pretty obviously) a comic farce set in a near, alternate future. You may also consider it as a thought experiment. Please stop now if thinking offends you, or if thinking isn't legal at your age where you live. Send comments to laceyfemme@yahoo.com otherwise, and think about donating to Nifty.] One Day at the Boy Park Cathy turned into the lot and found a parking space. It was pretty late in the afternoon to be visiting the boy park, but there had been all sort of errands to run after school and it had already been three days. She could tell that Peter was close to exploding, and would never focus on homework tonight if he didn't get a decent blowjob. She could do it herself, of course, but at fourteen he was beginning to think he was too cool to get sucked off by his own mom. Cathy guessed she understood, since she'd been too cool for her parents at that age, too. So here she was, spending time helping Peter find a cocksucker and get his rocks off, instead at home starting dinner. Not that different from taking him to after-school soccer practice when he was younger, really. From soccer mom to blowjob mom: How many more years was it before he headed off to college? "It's getting late -- just a couple of quickies this time." Cathy already knew that wasn't happening. "Sure, mom." Peter slammed the door and tore off towards the part of the park reserved for teenagers. Cathy took a moment to relax and look around. The park had thinned out by this time of day, but it wasn't deserted. She saw three younger kids playing on the preteen side, with parents and older siblings watching from the benches. One of the tweens was a girl, which was pretty unusual. Five or six teens and young guys were playing basketball on the adolescent side where Cathy had parked. None of them were supervised, and Cathy knew she was being overprotective. But she couldn't help but feel that Peter was still a bit young to be down here all by himself. He complained about that, too. One of the moms down at the kiddie end of the park was her neighbor friend Ashley. They had plenty in common, not the least of which was the boy park. Catching up would help pass the time. They were both fairly progressive parents, and part of the new movement to let boys start exploring sex just as soon as they were curious. Pretty much however and with whomever they wanted. That freedom was taking their kids in different directions, however. "Hi, Ashley." Cathy sat down on the free half of the bench. "Oh, hi, Cathy. Haven't seen you here for a while." Ashley was wearing high heels, a mini skirt, a low-cut blouse, and plenty of makeup. More like a woman ready for a date than a mom watching her kid at the park, Cathy thought. "This week's been hectic, but I guess we've just missed each other before that. Pete's been coming down here plenty the last few months." "I'll bet!" Ashley giggled, and Cathy blushed at her unintended pun. "Yeah, definitely. He's also having a real, uh, growth spurt right now." "How big?" "Seven inches hard, the last time we measured. He's really proud of it, of course." So was Cathy, if she had to admit it. Ashley's eyes widened. "I'll bet! He'll be eight or nine fully grown. Already bigger than most guys." "Full of cum, too. He says he gets off four or five times here at the park if he has the time." Cathy couldn't help but brag. Not many moms had such a stud for a kid, and she felt so blessed when his big cock swelled up and pulsed between her lips. It was more maternal pride than sexual attraction, really. Too bad it wasn't happening that much anymore. "You must be having plenty of fun," Ashley teased her. Cathy sighed. "Only if he's truly hard up now. You know teenagers. Just when they're big enough to be useful they decide they can't possibly waste any time with their parents. He'll even jerk off first before letting me suck his cock. It's sad he'd rather get blowjobs from a middle-aged man down here than his own mom, but he says they're tons better with all the practice they get." "Um, maybe you could set him up with me instead?" Cathy and Ashley giggled again, louder and longer this time. "I could really use another seven inches occasionally." "Well, maybe I will." They were just joking, but wasn't hard to imagine Peter fucking Ashley. "Roger and I think he'll turn straight in a few years. There's one girl at school he keeps talking about, and we've even found straight porn on his computer. He's at least all male, I'll tell you that." Cathy suddenly realized that it was Ashley's ten-year-old boy Andy sitting on the swings across the playground. He (?) was wearing skimpy white shorts, a pink top, and pink beach flip-flops with rhinestones on the straps. Her, um, his light auburn hair was styled in a shoulder-length bob. It was pretty rare but not unheard-of to see young girls here at the boy park, and Cathy had mistaken Andy for one. "Andy sure looks cute today, doesn't he?" Cathy was genuinely impressed. "Thanks. She goes by `Annie' now. Really suits her, doesn't it? She loves all the attention she gets dressing and acting this way." A young man in sweats walked up to Annie as if on cue. Cathy could see the bulge in his pants, but he must have been pretty nervous. He smiled at Annie and she smiled back, but then there was an awkward pause while nothing else happened. Annie shoved her feet against the ground and started swinging. The guy took the hint and helped to push her, which finally began breaking the ice. Annie switched to slowly twirling around in the swing after a minute, and then reached out and grabbed onto the man to help stop. Her hand somehow ended up right on his crotch after a bit of fumbling. Annie looked up, pretending she somehow hadn't noticed the big bulge before and that the hard cock beneath the sweats was a total surprise. The erection grew straighter and stiffer as she rubbed it. "OK, mom?" Annie was asking Ashley for permission to go play with the man, like tween boys and gurls were supposed to. The rubbing had turned into outright stroking. "OK," Ashley replied in a playground voice. "But this is number four today. We need to get going soon." Annie stood up off the swing, took her newest friend by the hand, and all but led him down the short path to the nearby restroom. There was a short pause in the conversation on the bench after the pair disappeared into the door marked "MEN." Cathy's imagination switched from visualizing Peter fucking Ashley to all the fun Annie must be having sucking off so many different guys and swallowing all their loads in one afternoon. She was used to watching men and younger boys hook up pretty openly since she started taking Peter to the park, but seeing Annie dress and act that way was new and, um, pretty exciting. Picturing all of those cocks getting off in such a sweet, inviting young mouth made her pussy tingle. Ashley knew what Cathy was thinking. "She's been busy relieving one guy after another since we got here, nearly as often as you say Peter is ready to cum. Not exactly `all male.' One hundred per cent sissyboi cocksucker is more like it." Cathy hadn't meant to compare the two kids, least of all negatively. "Annie's a perfect doll, Ashley. "She's the cutest thing on the playground and has half the men here wrapped around her fingers. Or has her eager little fingers wrapped around all their hard cocks, more like it. You should be proud to have such a popular little cocksucker for a daughter. The world needs Annies just as much as Peters, even more so. She's just exploring who she is and really enjoying it." "Messing around like this is just playing at her age. And who knows, she may eventually grow out of it and start liking girls, just like Peter." Cathy wasn't so sure about that, but genuinely believed all the rest. "Not likely," Ashley responded. "She's never, ever paid any attention at all to my tits and pussy. It's always been all about cocks and cum for her, ever since she first caught Ken and me fucking that night." "She caught the two of you fucking?" Ken was Ashly's husband. Cathy hadn't heard this part yet. "Yeah, about a year ago. Ken and I had both cum, and we suddenly realized Andy had been standing in the bedroom door watching us. We weren't upset, since we had always planned on simply showing our kids how babies were made once they were ready. Not make it some big taboo out of it. We just invited Andy in to lay down with us and started explaining the facts of life." "It didn't go as planned, or at least not as I had expected. Andy was laying down next to Ken at waist level, and kept on staring at his uncut cock and balls instead of paying any attention to me. My husband was looking back down at Andy, holding him close and stroking his thigh. When I got to describing how men had to get it up for fucking, Ken reached over and placed Andy's hand right on his penis. It started growing and was hard again in no time." "'Like that, son.'" "'It's so big, too!" "'I know. It feels good when you touch it.'" "Andy couldn't take his eyes or hands off his dad. I was a little annoyed at being ignored, but didn't think that much about it. I just thought it was time to move on with the lesson, so I pulled Ken on top of me and we started fucking again. Andy watched us up close this time. Ken was really turned on and way harder than usual, so he me made cum pretty quickly. Then Ken pulled out to jack off, and he shot his load all over my boobs while our son watched. We hugged, said night-night, and Andy headed back to bed as if nothing too unusual had happened." "The next day was Saturday and there was nothing special we needed to do. Ken has horny as fuck and wouldn't leave me alone, and all that attention got me turned on pretty quickly. He asked if Andy could join us again and I didn't object. I couldn't exactly turn into a prude suddenly, and honestly didn't see any problem yet with helping our boy explore sex. He stopped playing with Legos and joined us." "We all got undressed and Ken was already rock hard. I started sucking his cock as usual with Andy right there next to me." "'Is that another way of having babies?" "'Ahh, not exactly, but it makes dad's cock feel really good and it's fun.'" "'Let Andy try it, Ashley.'" "'Sure, go ahead.'" "That was Ken's goal all along, of course. It was the real turning point. Andy and I took turns on his dad's cock while I gave him some basic advice for beginners about watching his teeth, not sucking too hard, and keeping a steady tempo. Andy did pretty good for his first time, and Ken got off with no problem. Andy had seen his dad shoot all over me the night before, so it wasn't a surprise for him when Ken came in his mouth. He even liked it. Then I sealed the deal by swapping the cum with him afterwards. I still didn't realize what was happening." "Ken had forgotten all about me, so we just got dressed and went back to our Legos and other things. But there was plenty more cocksucking 101 for the rest of the weekend. Andy was totally fascinated with his dad's cock once they got started, and Ken didn't exactly mind all the new attention, either." Cathy was stunned and more than a little excited. She just let her friend go on talking, simultaneously watching the steady stream of guys now entering and exiting the Men's room every ten minutes or so. She was starting to get wet from both the story and knowing that Annie must be sucking off a small crowd of strangers right across the playground. She felt a sudden urge to get up and join her, but she was way too shy and also worried that an actual adult female might scare off most of the men. So she just went on listening to Ashley's story. The times she'd spent fucking and sucking Peter for basic sex ed while his dad was away at work seemed almost tame by comparison. Then she realized why she was getting so hot imagining herself in Annie's place. She'd been a virgin until age seventeen, and was still waiting on her first threesome. Ashley was focused on her confession, and didn't seem to notice or care about what was surely going on right now between Annie's lips. "Pretty soon they were at it nonstop. Annie would suck Ken's cock while we watched TV after dinner, in the car on road trips, whenever the urge struck. And it struck a lot. At least twice a day, sometimes more. Soon I wasn't getting any attention from Ken at all." "Then one day he told me he'd be taking more business trips because of a promotion at work. I thought it might mean he'd be happy to see me when he got home, but it was the exact opposite. Before long I realized that all of his `business' trips were to states that had lowered to the age of oral consent for boys to ten before it happened here. And especially to Oregon, where they'd made it eight." "The last straw was when we finally changed the laws here at the beginning of the year, and some of these old excess dog parks got converted into boy parks. I hoped I might get Annie weaned off her dad if I brought her down here every few days. She does enjoy the variety, but it works both ways. Ken is spending half his time at the other park near his work now. And the other half he's away on `business.'" Ashley shook her head slowly. "Listen, I'm fine with man-boy sex as much as anybody. We all know they've been at it since ancient times, and finally accepting it openly is as healthy as marriage equality and trans rights. Studies have shown how it reduces rape, child trafficking, all sorts of related crimes. It helps boys sort out their sex drives and gender identities by age ten or fifteen instead of thirty or forty, without all the extra confusion of managing relationships and trying to understand females. Adult men can get or give as much head as they could possibly wish for with young, eager partners. And it's getting better for everyone as the old prejudices slowly fade away. And even for us girls, now there's at least some chance men aren't just trying to fuck us when we get asked out on dates." "But I actually want men to be interested in fucking me! Especially my own husband! Except I married a total perv, dammit!" That seemed to be the punchline, since Ashley shook her head again and laughed at the absurdity of it all. Cathy was still confused. Ashley was more amused than distraught, so she must have some way of coping. And she wasn't asking for any help or sympathy, either, but still wanted Cathy to understand her situation. Well, it was lots more fun to talk about than the next school board meeting. Cathy decided to ask about Annie's new choice of clothing. "Annie is really cute today in pink with her new hairstyle. I haven't seen her for a while." "Thanks. Ken showed her some sissiboi websites a few months back to get her interested. It started out slowly at home, but she's very comfortable crossdressing in public now. And you see why. Completely passible, isn't she?" "Definitely. No way I would recognize her if she wasn't with you." Girls weren't even supposed to be here officially, but there were at least a few who were adventurous and you did see one now and then. "It's a little strange, since she doesn't actually think she's a girl. And how many tween cis girls spend their free time this way, anyway?. But she just loves been girly. She's learned how it attracts men -- that and acting her age, of course. You saw how she started out by simply playing with that guy and then pretended that she didn't see he had a boner? Men get so turned on thinking she's still innocent and that they're the experienced one. Really helps put first-timers at ease. Funny, isn't it? But it's not so different from how I act on a first date when I'm trying to get fucked, honestly." Annie was really at the head of her class, thought Cathy, just like Peter. Except she's the one giving head, instead of getting it. That took some talent and a bit of guile, not just raw hormones. "I'm picking out all of her clothes for now, but she'd like to go shopping and I'll take her to the mall pretty soon. But she's not wearing makeup yet. Not for few more years. I won't have my daughter looking like a slut at her a--." Ashley's phone buzzed, and she stopped talking in mid-sentence to glance down at a text. "Geez, he actually made it," she muttered while looking over towards the parking lot. Cathy saw a man getting out of a car, which wasn't exactly unusual here. "Can I ask for a little favor, Cathy? Do you mind watching Annie for a bit? I'll owe you one. I'll explain later, if it's not obvious." Ashley walked off to the park restrooms, texting as she went. And the man in the parking lot started walking over to the restrooms, too. At the last minute he jogged into the Women's side instead of the Men's. Well, this is different, thought Cathy. But Ashley is right, it is pretty obvious. This is why she isn't all that upset her husband stopped fucking her. And she must have wanted me to know why she's meeting up with some seemingly random guy here in the park. She didn't need to tell me everything, of course, but we had the time and it probably turned the little slut on just as much as me. But this is a real affair with a grown man. She isn't just messing around with some horny teen on the side. Wives and moms do that all the time now, and three of my other friends are telling me all about it. One says it helped save their marriage. Another's husband turned into a sissy cuck on her. Sort of the opposite of Ashley's situation. I should probably try it too, now that Peter isn't fucking me anymore. But sex with another adult? That's dangerous. It can lead to real jealously and all sorts of problems if you're not careful. There must be something more going on here. Hopefully Ashley will enlighten me ... She was still musing along these lines when Annie finally re-emerged from the restroom. The gurl had obviously been busy, and Cathy had completely lost count of just how many guys she'd serviced by now. "The last man I sucked said I'd better check in with my mom after he came, since he didn't want to see me getting grounded so I couldn't come back here soon. He was number eight, so I could use a break anyway. Where is she, Mrs. North? "You're mom's busy, Annie. She asked me to watch you for a few minutes." "Is she fucking Mr. Gillis again?" "Um, yes. You know about that???" "Yes. She says she has him fuck her so dad doesn't need to and can save up all of his cum for me." "Oh." Cathy felt like Annie should probably be the one watching her. "Uh, everything OK in there with all of those men, Annie?" "Yeah! I've never done eight in an afternoon before, and it's not even time to go yet!" She looked so pleased with herself. "May I please get back to sucking cocks now, Mrs. North?" "I guess so. Just don't let anyone hurt you or make you to do anything you don't want." Annie was confused. "Why would that happen? Do you mean the deep throating? I'm still getting trained, but we're starting with the smaller cocks and I'm not even gagging all that much anymore." At age ten Annie was already a consenting adult, and men basically respected that. Why shouldn't they, with all the other boy cocksuckers they could choose from? But she sure consents an awful lot, thought Cathy. She'll be a porn star before long. "Go ahead, then. Let's clean you up first." Cathy wiped the cum spots off Annie's face and tee with a few tissues, then combed out the gurl's hair with her brush. Just like adults have always cleaned up kids who get dirty at the park, thought Cathy. Ashley must do it every time they're here. "Thank, Mrs. North!" Annie skipped straight back to the restroom, without bothering to play not-particularly-hard-to-get on the swings this time. She really does make it look so totally innocent, thought Cathy. Almost like Venus -- she must have been a real blowjob queen back in her day, being the goddess of love and all, but you'd never guess it from the paintings.* But Annie knows what she's doing, and I was wrong telling Ashley that it's all just play. She already understands exactly who she is in fourth grade, without having to wait until she's turned twenty-one, eighteen, or even reached puberty. And she sees what it does to men, her father especially. Kids know a lot more than they let on, even when they're sucking cock. And Annie was probably ready to know all it two years ago, if anything. But you sure are making up for the lost time now, gurl. I know you're not wasting any time getting your mouth wrapped around yet another guy's big fat cock, probably before he's even asked you. You're bobbing up and down the shaft and expertly licking and sucking him into absolute ecstasy, and all you want is to make him cum so you get to swallow another load. And you don't mind having two or three of his friends watch and offer you suggestions while they're waiting, either. You must be one of the best cocksuckers in town by now, with all of that innate talent and nearly a year of steady practice ... My god, she was wet. And Annie wasn't exactly alone today, cum to think of it. Annie, Ashley and Peter all having fun in their various ways, with all of it happening at once just steps away from where she was sitting. She looked down at the little beads of some stranger's cum stuck in her hairbrush, then squeezed one off between her fingers and brought it up to her mouth to smell and taste. Soon they were all gone. Clearly she must be doing something wrong if she was this horny and still not getting any. I really do need to get out more, she decided. Ashley returned, which only made Cathy more jealous. Her lipstick was smeared and her hair was a mess just like Annie's, although Cathy didn't see any cum spots on her clothes. That was because it was all dripping out her pussy, obviously. Her friend sat down next to her with a contented smirk. "I had no idea, Ashley. I understand you're going through a lot. I hope you know what you're doing." "I think I have a pretty good idea, Cathy." The smirk broadened into a huge grin. She seemed as pleased with herself as Annie. "And Annie knows?" "Yeah, she's my alibi and cover story if Ken suspects. But he won't — who would ever guess a grown woman would be having an affair at this place? And Annie's fine with it, since she gets to go right on sucking cock whenever I'm, um, occupied. It doesn't occur to her it may mean Ken and I are having problems. And we aren't really, at least not since Jamie started filling my empty spaces." "But why someone your own age, instead of one of the teen boys here who'd do you in a minute? Well, hopefully a little more than a minute ... you know what I mean. Someone could get jealous or even, God forbid, fall in love." "Neither of them is like that, Cathy. Certainly not Ken, now that he has Annie and all his other little friends." "Then why keep it a secret?" "I'm three weeks late, Cathy! I'm having a baby! Ashley looked delighted instead of worried or upset. "What!?!?" "A baby! Ken and I have been talking about having another, but he hasn't gotten around to it yet being so busy between work and play. So I picked out Jamie for the sperm donor. He's even got a degree from Columbia on top of everything! And having some teen impregnate you might get a little complicated, don't you think? It could even end up with some of those messy emotions you're so worried about." "I guess ... but still, why keep it a secret?" "Because it's going to be a surprise, silly! I want to tell Ken on his birthday, about two months from now. At his party. It will be definite by then, and I can tell him the sex, due date, even introduce Jamie. Sort of as a practical joke. He might be embarrassed at first, but he'll be happy when he thinks about it. He'll never notice before then with the way things are going." Ashley had it all figured out. But Cathy's pussy told her this wasn't just about modern family planning — cuckolding hubby and making babies with your bull behind his back was pretty hot. Life was so complicated and permissive now that intentionally having an illegitimate kid or two was one of the few ways left to really stir things up. It meant that getting laid was more important to you than everything else in your whole life (and hubby's) combined. That you couldn't care less about the implications, maybe even welcomed them. It made you a genuine sex slave—not to your dom(me) for an evening of roleplay, but to your own instincts and genes for one of the biggest decisions in your life. That was quite the paradox, since babies were why God (or Darwin) had invented fucking, sucking, and cum in the first place. But Cathy finally understood what she needed to do. The action at the park was winding down for the day. Cathy saw Peter walking back from the teen side. He looked less than cumpletely satisfied for once. "Everything OK, Pete?" "I guess ... most of the best cocksuckers were already gone by the time we got here. I only got to cum twice. Annie sucked me off and she's great, but she was super busy and never got back to me. Let's please not wait three more days before we get ba—Um, hello, Mrs. Madison." Peter finally remembered his manners and stopped going on about getting blowjobs. But neither he or Ashley seemed embarrassed he'd been so open and casual with her about joining the party today in Annie's mouth. It was far from the first time he'd been in there, after all. Cathy and Ashley had originally started talking at the boy park because their two kids kept on hooking up. "Well, maybe Thursday. You know you've got math tutoring tomorrow." Two blowjobs aren't going to hold him, Cathy thought. Maybe he'll let me do him in the car. "We need to go now, anyway. What time is it?" She looked down at her phone. "Fuck, it's 6:10, and I haven't even started dinner!" They'd been having fun at the park for almost two hours. Ashley spoke up. "I have a suggestion, Cathy. Do you have all your stuff for school tomorrow, Pete?" "It's in my backpack, Mrs. Madison." "Why don't you come home with Annie and me, then?" Ken's off on a business trip, and we're just having microwave pizza. We haven't seen much of you for a while, and Annie's always asking when we'll have another sleepover. How does that sound?" "Sure, Mrs. Madison. Can I, mom?" "Fine with me. Ashley, you're a lifesaver." "Well, I do owe you one, don't I? Ashley winked. She turned back to Peter and smiled. "Your mom and I were just talking about how big you've gotten, about how you're beginning to notice girls. Do you think we could start getting better acquainted this evening, either just by ourselves or together with Annie?" "Um, sure, Mrs. Madison." Peter blushed a bit but smiled back. Ashley had just invited him to fuck her in a threesome with her own kid, but made it sound as innocent as helping her get something down off the top shelf. Like daughter, like mother. "Thanks again, Ashley. See you on Thursday." Cathy got up and started walking, but she headed towards the park restroom instead of her car. That settles it, she was thinking. Ashley and Peter were both watching her, but she didn't care. Annie stepped out of the Men's room just as she got there. Her hair and tee were still fairly clean, but only because the cum was all over her face this time. "Uh, hello, Annie." "Hello, Mrs. North. The last three men wanted to jack off on my face all at once, since I'd sucked them all off already and we didn't have time left for more blowjobs. They called it `bukkake'." "They're right about that." "That it's called bukkake??" "No, that we're totally out of time, silly. Your mom's waiting for you. She has a surprise for you since you took such good care of yourself while she was busy this afternoon." "A sissiboi chastity cage?" "Now, that really is silly! You don't even need one yet. But you'll like what she has planned for you this evening way better." "Bye, Mrs. North." "Goodbye, Annie." Three very satisfied guys in their early twenties came out through restroom door as soon as Annie was gone. They nodded slightly at Cathy as they passed and then clustered around their phones on the sidewalk, comparing clips and images and picking their favorites to upload online. A star is born, thought Cathy. You dudes will be paying to download her videos before you even know it. The empty Men's room beckoned. Having been a good girl up to now (excepting Peter) she had never spent any time in one, but that was about to change. "MEN" denoted the side where you found all of the cocks and cum, of course, not just where males went to the bathroom. She stepped in and looked around. The main differences with the women's side were the urinals, gloryholes, and the lack of tampon dispensers. And there was plenty of graffiti. She sampled some of it, and was surprised at how much was written by cocksuckers craving big dicks, or cucks seeking bulls to fuck their wives. It was obviously past time to let Peter start "dating." He was going to have a blast. The rest of it was mostly pictures, crude images of hard cocks spurting cum as primitive and powerful as prehistoric cave paintings. It wasn't called "cock worship" for nothing. She sat on a toilet and pulled down her panties. She really couldn't remember getting this wet just from thinking about it before. But then she heard footsteps, and was interrupted by two men staring down at her through the open stall door before she started masturbating. It was a surprise for all three of them. "Uh, is she still here?" One of the them finally managed to ask after a moment. "No, Annie's gone for the day," Cathy responded. "I'm your best bet. Think you could fuck an adult women instead? I'm trying to get pregnant." She was going to get herself knocked up, either today or sometime soon. By some stranger, right here at the boy park. Ashley had nothing on her. _____________________________ *See, for example: https://www.visituffizi.org/artworks/the-birth-of-venus-by-sandro-botticelli/ Cathy majored in art at college. Ashley studied anatomy, mostly.