Brad Logan

Seducing the youngsters

CHAPTER ONE

Danny watched the cars go by. So far no one had stopped to buy any of the blueberries he had spent so much time gathering. So he popped the berries into his mouth one at a time and thought about his favorite topic – fucking.

Sometimes, before tossing a berry into his mouth, he would roll it around in his fingers, imagining it to be an erect nipple. Then he would hold it between his lips and flick his tongue over it.

A few weeks earlier, Danny got lucky with Susie in the movies. He'd examined her tits throughout the feature. Susie had let him get his hand right inside her bra. For an hour and a half, Danny had kneaded her big, soft tits!

But now, sitting beside the narrow road that ran past the old farmhouse, he dreamed about Susie's tits as he nibbled on the blueberries.

In his imagination, Danny was burying his face between big pillows of tit-flesh. The blueberry in his mouth played the role of a nipple. How unimaginably sweet it would be to suck a genuine tit, though!

In his horny reverie, Danny didn't notice the car slowing until he was enveloped in a cloud of dust. The car was a huge, black limousine. It looked like a Rolls-Royce.

A man jumped out of the car and ran around to open the back door. A woman stepped out. She walked toward Danny's berry stand. She looked like a movie star to the simple country boy. He had never seen a woman like her in Rocky Creek before.

She wore a black dress, black hat and black shoes. A fur jacket hugged her thin body. As she drew closer, Danny saw that a black veil covered her eyes and nose. She wasn't the sort of woman to buy blueberries at a roadside fruit stand.

"Did you pick these?" the woman asked in a soft voice.

"Yes, Ma'am," Danny said as he studied the woman.

She seemed to be his mother's age, but better looking. In fact, the woman was very pretty in a strange way. Her thin face was very pale. She wore bright red lipstick and pink stuff on her cheeks. Her large eyes were outlined in black, with blue coloring on her eyelids.

The woman picked up one berry and held it between her finger and thumb. She rolled it around.

"Nice and big," she said.

She was rolling the berry between her fingers just as Danny had when he was imagining it tote a nipple. Then she put the berry into her mouth.

"Um-mmmmm," she hummed. "Delicious!"

Danny's stiff prick had relaxed somewhat. But now it was stiffening again.

Danny lowered his eyes from the woman's face. Her fur jacket was opened, letting her big tits protrude. Her dress was low cut, and the tops of her tits swelled into view.

"Do you know where the old Murphy place is?" she asked.

"Yes, Ma'am," Danny said. "It's over an Herker Road. You take the first…"

"I didn't ask you where it is," the woman interrupted. "I merely asked if you knew where it is."

She popped another berry into her mouth.

Apparently, this old broad was as weird as she looked, Danny thought. He wished she would buy some berries and go away. She was confusing him.

"Will you show me the Murphy place?" she asked.

"But… I've got to stay here," Danny stuttered. "My berries…"

"George, my chauffeur, will watch your stand," she said. "George!"

George came running. He was the same age as the woman. His face was stern, and he wore a regular chauffeur's cap.

Danny wanted to take a ride in the limousine. Besides, he hadn't sold any berries so far. It would be foolish to hang around hoping to make a dollar or two when he had the chance to take a ride in a limo.

The woman told George to watch the stand. Then she led Danny to the car. She climbed into the driver's seat; Danny sat beside her.

The big car lurched onto the road and headed in the direction Danny pointed out. He loved the car. The dashboard was made of wood. The seats were leather and much nicer than any couch Danny had ever sat on. The car seemed to float silently over the country road.

As she drove, the woman kept looking over at Danny. That was embarrassing, because she caught him staring at her. He couldn't take his eyes off her big tits and pretty profile! And her dress had risen halfway up her thighs on the tan leather seat.

"There it is," Danny said as the old Murphy place came into view.

"Yes," the lady said softly. "There it is."

Danny couldn't imagine why this fancy woman wanted to find the abandoned and broken down farmhouse. But something in her voice told him she was very interested indeed.

She drove the Rolls up the dirt driveway and stopped in front of the house.

"I used to come here a lot," she said. "That was a long time ago. I haven't seen this house for a long, long time. Let's go inside."

Danny had been in the old house many times. All the kids used to sneak into it at one time or another. The older kids came here to fuck. The younger ones to look for ghosts. Usually the kids climbed into an upstairs window because the doors and lower windows were all boarded up.

"I don't think we can get in," Danny said as they walked onto the porch.

"Of course we can," the woman said. "Pull the boards off the door."

The lady spoke with such calm assurance, Danny didn't hesitate. He tugged at the boards covering the door. He had to use a two-by-four to pry them off.

"What a mess," the woman said as they entered the living room. "How sad."

The house was littered with beer bottles as well as fallen plaster.

Danny watched as the woman explored. She moved slowly around the house, peering into each room.

Danny could almost see the place as the woman must have been picturing it.

When she climbed the dilapidated stairs, Danny followed.

"This was his room," she said. "Oh, those hours we spent!"

Danny's spine tingled. This was like being in a movie, he thought.

His spine wasn't the only thing that tingled. His prick was once again bulging in his pants. But why, he didn't know. Maybe because he knew that chicks offered their cunts to boys in these abandoned rooms. Maybe because he was alone with this attractive woman. But the chances of this rich old lady offering to take care of his horniness seemed very unlikely.

"The bed was right here," she said. "We could look out at that oak. At least that seems the same. Just the same as it did then."

She went to the window and stared out for a long time. As she did, Danny surveyed her body again. Below her fur jacket, her ass swelled. Her dress was tight, hugging her ass-cheeks and showing off their round shape.

"Looking out this window, I can almost forget all the years that have gone by," the woman said.

Her voice had become softer, breathy. The whole experience was very exciting for Danny. This sort of thing didn't happen often in Rocky Creek.

Danny walked to the woman's side. He felt as though he were walking up to a wild animal, an animal that could be dangerous. But Danny couldn't stop himself. He felt drawn to the woman by some mysterious force.

He looked at the view over her shoulder. At the same time, he felt the warmth of her body and smelled her perfume.

Suddenly, the woman leaned back. The soft fur of her jacket pressed against Danny's chest. Her head rested on his shoulder. Danny didn't know what to do. So he stood like a lamppost, offering support for the strange lady.

She affected him in several ways. His prick leaped, straining against the material of his pants. His heart pounded. And his legs felt like running. Of course, it was his prick that ruled.

"Put your arms around me," the woman said.

Danny waited to wrap his arms around the woman's small body, but he was frozen.

"Ma'am?" he asked, as though he hadn't heard. "Put your arms around me, please," she said, louder. "And don't call me Ma'am."

Slowly, awkwardly, Danny wrapped his arms around the woman. With her back against his chest, his hands met at her tummy, just beneath her tits. Her ass pressed against his crotch. He felt the firmness of her ass against his hard cock, and he wondered if she could feel the lump of his cock.

The woman continued staring out the window. Danny's lust grew like a jungle vine until it was choking him.

Did this crazy old lady know what she was doing to him? Danny was getting desperate! With her ass resting against his crotch, her warm perfumed odor in his nostrils, her body in his arms, the boy was getting ideas. Alone as they were, anything could happen. She might fuck him! She might suck his cock!

But Danny had to guard against such thoughts. After all, the most likely outcome would be a ride back to his berry stand with aching balls. In fact, if the chick didn't get out of his embrace soon, Danny would leave her standing there alone. If he kept his arms around her much longer, he might not be willing to let go.

The lady put her hands over Danny's. Her hands were soft and her touch light. The current of passion in Danny's cock increased in voltage.

Then the woman's hands tightened their grip on Danny's hands. She lifted his hands from her tummy up to her tits!

Danny trembled as he felt the woman's tits slide under his hands. Then he gripped her tits tightly. His fingers sank into the heavy softness of her big tits.

"Ohhhhhh!" the woman sighed.

She kept her hands on Danny's, pressing his hands tightly against her heaving tits.

Danny felt her nipples grow erect under his palms. And even through the lady's dress and bra, he felt how her tits jostled and quivered as he played with them.

Since her dress was so low cut, Danny's thumbs were actually on bare flesh. Her naked skin felt so good he had to get more of it into his hand. So he let go of her right tit, then crammed his hand down the top of her dress. Now he held her naked tit in a tight grasp!

The woman whimpered.

Danny was out of control now. All his teenaged lust was unleashed.

As he fondled her naked tit, he moved his hips from side to side, rubbing the lump of his prick over her ass. He buried his face in the softness of her neck where her fur jacket met the hot flesh of her cheek.

If Danny hadn't been so crazed with passion, he would have noticed how the woman was writhing in a fit of her own passion. Her head was thrown back on his shoulder. Her legs trembled.

Suddenly, Danny's hand lost its grip on the woman's tit. Her ass left his crotch. Danny lifted his head and opened his eyes in panic.

But before he knew what was happening, the woman pressed her mouth to his. Her tongue shot into his mouth. She kissed him angrily, desperately.

She had merely spun around in Danny's embrace. Now her big tits pressed against his chest. Her belly took the place of her ass by pressing against his trapped cock.

Danny kissed her back. His tongue met hers, then followed it into her mouth.

As he held her to him, Danny grabbed the woman's ass. Under the silky material of her dress, her round ass-cheeks felt soft and firm.

Then, with a mighty shove, the woman broke from Danny's embrace. Again the boy felt a wave of panic. And, again, the woman came back with a one-two punch. She pulled off her fur jacket and threw it on the floor.

"Get undressed!" she hissed as she reached behind her for the zipper of her dress.

This was it! Danny knew he was going to get fucked!

But first he would have to get his clothes off, and he wasn't sure he could. He trembled. His arms felt like lead. He could scarcely breathe.

The woman unzipped her dress. Then she leaned forward and dropped it off her shoulders. The black dress slid down her arms, then cascaded down her slender body. She was left wearing a bra, panties and a weird lacy thing around her waist that had straps reaching down to the tops of her black stockings. Danny had never seen anything like that.

The boy had never been so excited. Here was a beautiful woman pulling her clothes off so he could fuck her!

"Get undressed!" she hissed again, more desperately now.

Danny forced his hands to his shirt. His fingers fumbled with buttons as his eyes bulged at the sight before him.

Again the woman reached behind her. The black bra holding her tits relinquished its hold. Then it fell away, landing at her feet. Her tits were free and bare. They sagged slightly now that they were unsupported, but they had a gorgeous roundness as they hung heavily. Her nipples were pink and as large as silver dollars.

Danny gasped. He was drowning in his own lust. His eyes devoured the woman's tits. But he wasn't content to merely see her tits – he wanted to touch them!

Danny pulled at his shirt desperately. Buttons popped. But he finally got his shirt off. Then he struggled with his belt. The sooner he stripped, the sooner he would get his hands on this chick's body!

The woman leaned forward and began unfasten big the lacy straps from her stockings. Her great tits hung from her chest and swung like pendulums.