Shirley Heinz

Lonely Lora

CHAPTER ONE

Lora felt the wetness in her silky panties as she shifted her position on the hard bleachers. She crossed her shapely legs and the squish of her thick juices smeared up to her pubic hair. Uneasily she watched her young daughter prance like the cute little filly she was.

Her own sloppy crotch disturbed her as she tried to concentrate on her daughter and not the young men around her daughter. OH, all those delicious young crotches!

Supporting her daughter's school activities was very difficult on Lora and getting worse. Today seemed especially bad! Her clit fluttered like mad in the smoldering heat of her crotch. Nervously, Lora switched her position one more time, letting some of the heavy aroma escape from between her legs as she crossed her thighs the other way.

Suddenly Lora felt very old and frumpy in her short skirt that kept hiking up on her thighs. Seeing her young daughter strut and prance back and forth in front of the judges made her feel like a typical middle-aged mother watching her young daughter.

If there was anything Lora didn't want to feel like, that was it! She squirmed in the slime of her damp crotch as she kept bringing her vision back to her very young, slender daughter, whose long flowing blonde hair seemed to entrance all the young boys watching the competition.

Oh, what Lora could do with some of those young boys if she could only get her hands on them! She let her sight fall to the tented crotches… and squirmed hotly in her bubbling juices.

Lora had to clean up her thoughts or she was going to have a heavenly orgasm in right there on the school bleachers just watching the young boys in their hip-hugging pants. My goodness! There were cords with young hard cocks in them… and Levi's… and swim shorts! Those swim shorts about drove Lora bananas.

Those boys knew very well just how vulgar… and delicious… their young cocks looked in those racing trunks. They must have worked for quite awhile to get their young pricks jutted out so they could impress all the young girls running around the school grounds. Lora never had known much about material but whatever the material was, she liked it. Those young boys looked positively vulgar and obscene in their Speedo trunks. She presumed the material was some sort of double-knit.

She made a mental note to herself to buy something made of the same material and wear it the next time she went out at night. Her breasts would really shake up the men in material like that! If she didn't wear a bra, she was sure her rigid nipples would protrude against the tight material like all the young cocks were doing!

Young girls were standing around waiting for the judges decision as to which of the youngsters would be members of the high school drill team. Lora knew her daughter would be one chosen. Her daughter was a pretty little thing with long graceful legs and jutting breasts. Her daughter would look terrific strutting along in parades, and besides her daughter seemed to have more than her share of young boys encircling her down there on the field.