Emily had fucked up. Big time.

She stewed in her thoughts as she nursed a cocktail, trying to stay between the realm of relaxation and open thought that only alcohol could provide. Once again she was drinking a little earlier than it was socially acceptable to do. Once again she had a lot of thinking to do.

Being open with her daughter had not calmed the young rabbit's curiosity. If anything, the small taste she had given her daughter had only lit a flame inside her. Specifically, her pussy. When the games she played with her daughter were more mysterious and devoid of talking, her daughter had quietly gone along with her touches before resetting the next day to the normal daughter she was used to. After the night where she had been more open with her daughter--okay, and fucked her silly with a strap on--that had changed. Holly had started asking her questions.

A lot of questions.

A lot of very explicit, embarrassing questions.

And they all centered around boys and their cocks.

It had started the day after she had fucked Holly with the Feelvibe. During breakfast, when Holly would normally talk about what she planned to do that day or the latest thing she had watched on TV, she had instead asked her mom about the first time that she had touched a penis. What about the first time she sucked on one? What did they really taste like? What did it feel like to have a real penis inside of you? When boys orgasmed did they also get really wet?

Emily had barely been able to stammer responses between all of her daughter's rapid shot questions. She was forced to give some unsatisfying and vague answers as she thought of how to deflect the focus on her past. She wasn't ready to open up to Holly about her previous sex life, especially about the molestation she had gone through when she was young. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she fumbled through her daughter's earnest interrogation.

It hadn't stopped there, either. When they had gone shopping after breakfast Holly would discreetly point to different boys and men at the mall and quietly gossip about their genitals and sexual prowess. Have you ever slept with one of those, momma? How big do you think his penis is? Do you think it's bigger than that thing you used on me? Oh, he looks like he has a long tongue...I bet that would feel nice, do you think so? Does it feel as good when I lick you as you lick me?

Walking around with her daughter was like walking around with her best friend when she was a teenager, only with their hormones turned up to 11. She could practically feel the hot juice from her daughter's pussy dripping into her panties as she lusted after every decent looking male they came across. At least, that's the way she felt as her daughter assaulted her with horny questions the entire day.

She couldn't deny that Holly's excitement had gotten to her. By midday when they had gotten home Emily was riled up from the barrage of horny that she had been dealing with from her young daughter. When she had mentioned to Holly that she was going to go lie down and take a nap Holly asked if she could join, too. The excited twinkle in her daughter's eye told her they would not actually be napping.

Emily had hesitated for a few moments before saying yes.

At night, in the low light, the perverse things she had been doing with her daughter had felt as if in a dream. Their writhing bodies pressed together made it almost feel like she was touching herself, and not her own child. Their orgasms had been shared in a shadowy veil that allowed her to separate what she was doing with her real life.

The boundaries she pushed had caused the veil to be lifted. In the middle of the day, in her bed, with the two of them completely naked, Emily fucked her daughter with the Feelvibe.

Despite her attempts to push it out of her mind Emily's legs squeezed together and she shuddered with pleasure. Her panties were soaked from ruminating over the last few days.

That moment ran through her mind like a movie on repeat. Her daughter, on her back and hugging her knees to her chest. Emily, looming over her daughter with the Feelvibe inside her, thrusting it in and out. There were no shadows to obfuscate what she was doing, nor the closeness of their skin that helped meld her daughter's body with hers. She could clearly see the rocking of her daughter's body and the swaying of her own breasts with each thrust. The look of pleasure on Holly's face. The stretching of her daughter's pussy as the vibe slid in and out. Even the moans and orgasms from the two of them were sharper and louder in the light, if that made any sense.

Compared to the secret games they had been playing on the couch it was so real. And that realness had uncomfortably carried on as Holly unrelentingly continued her lustful questioning and pawing for sex for the last few days. Every time she fucked her daughter Emily was filled with guilt, even through the excitement and pleasure from her daughter was obvious. But she just couldn't say no. She wanted it as much as Holly did.

The girl's boldness had extended past questions, as well. Holly had not just moved on to asking for sex, but initiating it. The last time they retied to the bedroom for one of their "naps" Emily hadn't even had time to remove her clothing before her daughter knelt down and wormed her way under her skirt to nuzzle against her clothed pussy. The girl had enthusiastically kept nuzzling and licking even as her mother yelped in surprise and fell backwards onto the bed. With more room for her mother's legs to spread from her head's intrusion, Holly took just a moment to reach up and pull up her mother's panties before going back to suckling at Emily's clit. A short while later after Holly had forcefully brought her mother to orgasm, Emily asked why she had jumped her like that. Her daughter had responded that since her mother made her feel good she wanted to make her mother feel good as well, without a hint of embarrassment.

Finally, for a respite from the situation, Emily had scheduled another sleepover for her daughter. Even though she still thought Holly was smart enough to not reveal what they had been doing with each other, she peeked into Holly's bag to make sure there wasn't any contraband inside. Thankfully, she wasn't reckless enough to try and bring a dildo to her friend's house or anything.

But Emily could feel it. That moment was coming. Holly had become a whirlwind of hormones and she needed to be controlled somehow before she got Emily in a lot of trouble.

Emily gave a frustrated sigh as she took another drink. Her body betrayed her, legs squeezing involuntarily and stimulating her pussy as she thought about the last few days. Tonight had been torture. Every time she tried to come up with a solution on what to do about this problem her mind kept racing back over all the dirty questions, all the fucking, all the moaning, all the orgasms.

What could she even do? If she told Holly no, then she would obviously start seeking out information about sex, and sex itself, from other places. If Emily tried to set boundaries she could already tell she would fold within hours at the pace they were going. Dry and boring sex education materials would be completely useless now that Holly had gotten used to having a fake cock thrust in and out of her daily. The next step for her was definitely a real cock instead of a fake one...something Emily couldn't provide.

She squirmed in her chair from the uncomfortable amount of arousal distracting her. It didn't help that every time her train of thought rolled to her daughter wanting cock her brain went wild with fantasizing about Holly's future experiences with boys. She had come back to square one with her worry about her daughter following in her footsteps and doing something dumb as a young rabbit, only now it felt like she had pushed her that much closer to it!

Her hand slowly slid down her stomach and into her panties as the pressure became unbearable. Her life was a mess right now, but being horny on top of being a bad mother wasn't helping anything. She needed release. Her back arched as her fingers crawled their way to her pussy and brushed against her clit. Fuck, she was so wet she probably could have fisted herself without any lube.

The image danced across her mind as her fingers became damp with her juices as they poked into her opening. She moaned out as she teased her opening before starting to push in...

Bang, bang, bang!

Emily shot up and paused for a moment before putting her hand to her chest and letting out a relieved sigh. It was just someone knocking at the door. That had scared the shit out of her.

She growled quietly in frustration as she thought about what to do next. She was about to go mad with lust. She needed to take care of herself...on the other hand, it could always be the police. Maybe she had finally gone too far and Holly had blabbed about what they were doing to someone. Maybe it was the cops after her friend's parents learned about what had been going on.

She deserved it, didn't she? For the terrible things that she had done to her daughter. Maybe they would take her away and Holly would be safe from her, as they locked her up and threw away the key. Maybe...

Bang, bang, bang!

Emily sighed again. Fuck it. Might as well deal with this head on. In her half-drunken state she clumsily wrapped her robe around herself without tying it and shuffled to the door. She unlocked the door before swinging it open. Lord, have mercy on what would happen next.

In the doorway stood that kid that had been coming over. This was the fourth time in the last two weeks.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry to bother you again, I just wanted to check to see if you had any small jobs you needed help with. I can clean...and, um, run errands, and..."

She frowned as she realized it was just a useless distraction in the drama of her life. This kid again. At her look the boy pulled his shoulders forward and shrunk in on himself.

"I'm just tryin' to raise some money for school, y'see. For the football team."

Emily blinked a few times as his stubbornness allowed her to see him for the first time. She scanned his body. He was a few inches shorter than she was and wearing only gym shorts and a tank top. The easily visible fit shape of his body confirmed his story about being in football. He was rather cute, and the untamed eagerness in his voice that came from youth reminded her of somebody. The gears in the wicked machine of her mind started to turn, well lubricated with liquor.

"Raising money, huh? For school?"

Her eyes came back up to his head. He had sharp features and sharp ears. His black and brown fur gave away his species -- a doberman. A dog...Emily felt something deep inside her twinge in a way that shot tingles to her pussy and nipples. The gears in her mind continued to turn, against all her power to stop them.

"Yeah, the team at Northfield Middle School. We're gonna be doin' some travelling next year if we win as big as we did last year."

Northfield...so the other middle school for this district that she wasn't working at. That means he wouldn't know how to trace her back to where she worked most likely. And he wouldn't know her daughter or be able to target her when she was at school.

As their conversation continued on and the boy became a little more comfortable talking to her, she could see him taking what he thought were discreet glances at the gaps in her robe. Even without trying she had gotten his attention. Before her perverted playtime with her daughter his looks would have offended her. Now, it only emboldened her.

With a purposeful clumsiness Emily brought the arm that was pinning her robe shut and brought it up to brush the hair out of her eyes. Her robe gently spread apart as she looked up and away, feigning thought about his proposal. The cool air ticking her fur told her that her robe had a rather large split in the middle now, nipples barely covered and her juice-soaked panties in full view.

"I don't know, it sounds like it's for a good cause but I'm not sure. What did you say you could help me with?"

Her teasing voice emphasized "help", having fun with the situation. At the young boy's stammering response she looked down with a smirk. He was alternating between her chest and her panties, mouth open as he gawked at her body. After a prolonged silence from the two of them he looked up at her and then away in a panic.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...uhhh..."

Emily giggled. Even though he was young and inexperienced, she felt a thrill at getting that kind of reaction. She leaned forward a little glancing out into the hallway. It was empty except for the two of them, good. She let her robe move freely on its own, pulling even further apart and letting the nipple of one of her breasts peek through.

"Can you keep a secret?" she asked in a serious and hushed tone. Without reprisal for his peeking, the young boy took his chance to gawk more at her body before pulling his eyes away from her breasts and forcing them up to her face. As the meaning behind her question reached his brain his eyes went wide before he looked around in a panic, obviously having the same worry as her now that his brain was starting to come back online.

"Can I keep a secret?" His question was just as hushed. He was plainly in disbelief that this was happening to him, and at any second she would laugh at him and slam the door as some kind of cruel joke.

Emily slowly nodded.

"I do have something I need help with, but only from someone who can keep a secret. Someone who is very good at keeping a secret." She leaned closer as she talked, her voice lowering to almost a whisper. She could smell him now that she was this close. His scent was weak compared to a man's, but he was no doubt a virile young boy. He shuddered excitedly as her face leaned in towards him.

He took one last glance down at her chest before looking back at her and nodding with an anxious yet determined look.

"Come in and we'll talk, then." She stepped back so he could enter. The young boy gulped and glanced down the hall each way before stepping inside. He visibly tensed as the door shut behind him with a thud and locked with a click.

He tensed further, along with a shuddering breath, as Emily hugged him from behind. Her robe still askew, her bare breasts pushed against his bare arms and the thin fabric of his shirt as she pulled his body against hers. Her hands ran along his chest. He was undeveloped, yet she could feel the beginnings of muscle in his well-toned body. He was going to be a strong boy someday soon.

"What was your name again?" Even with both of them inside her apartment she spoke in a quiet voice. Emily could feel that this was yet another line she was crossing that could have dangerous consequences.

"Jacob," he shakily responded.

"And how old were you again?"

"T-thirteen..." He stuttered and his voice trailed off as her wandering hands ventured lower, exploring his stomach and just above the waistband of his shorts. His answer danced over her mind. 13 years old...two years older than her daughter. It wasn't enough to corrupt her daughter, now she had to target a child that wasn't even hers?

No. Her brow furrowed as she fought back against her faint voice of reason. That was the wrong way of thinking about it. This was him. This was the older boy that caused her so much anxiety. This was the older boy that would target her daughter and hurt her, the same way that she had been hurt.

Her suspicions were only confirmed as one of her hands drifted down towards his crotch and groped around. The boy let out a shuddering whimper and pressed back against her as she found it. His hard cock, slid fully out of his sheath, poking out proudly against the thin and stretchy fabric of his underwear and gym shorts. She was equal parts proud and disgusted as her hand wrapped around it and massaged through the fabric. She still had the body and touch to get a guy rock hard...but this is the same cock that might soon steal her daughter's virginity.

The reminder of her daughter put her mind back into focus. Her daughter's line of questioning the last few days had revealed her daughter's mind and body was primed for fucking. She was eager for it. And without guidance and supervision someone might take advantage of her, just like Emily had been taken advantage of. This was the way to protect her daughter.

"Jacob. I have something I need your help with. My daughter...she's been asking a lot of questions. About boys. About certain parts of boys." To accent her meaning, she gave a hard squeeze of the boy's clothed cock. Emily tingled with excitement as her squeeze worked out a gasp from him.

"I want to give her a safe lesson in boys. I want to make sure she's not going to get hurt during her first time." As she spoke, her hand let go of the boy's cock and slid upwards to the waist of his shorts. The two of them held their breath as her fingers fumbled to slip into his underwear. She was about to touch his bare cock. She was sure she didn't need to help sweeten the pot. A young boy should be more than delighted at the chance of taking the virginity of a girl. This was for her. It had been so long since she had touched the real thing.

"I need you..." Emily paused, both to give her hand time to slip into the boy's underwear, and time for her to catch her breath. Her breathing had gotten quick the longer she teased the boy. The arousal she had built up from thinking about the last two days had been bad enough. Now, she was about to...

The two of them gasped together as her hand wrapped around his bare cock. Fuck. It had been so long. She had almost forgotten about how it felt. How warm it was. How it throbbed with vitality in her hand. How every touch caused the boy to squirm under her.

"I need you to follow my directions and fuck my daughter. Can you do that?"

Emily waited for an answer, but all she could hear was the heavy breathing coming from the boy's half-open mouth. His breathing trembled with excitement as her fingers gently massaged over the hot skin of his cock.

"Well?" Emily hissed in his ear. "Tell me. Tell me you'll fuck my daughter."

"I...I'll fuck your daughter."

A fire was burning through Emily. What was only a fantasy a mere two weeks ago was going to become a reality. She had found a cock that would fuck her daughter in front of her. Her hand wrapped around the boy's cock and began stroking the best it could, constrained by the fabric. This cock. This cock was going to be inside her daughter's pussy.

"And you'll follow my directions?"

"Yes."

The boy's breathing was getting heavier as she stroked him. She could tell he was going to cum soon. She thought maybe she should get his shorts off, or push him to the bedroom, or get on her knees and suck him right there, but she couldn't stop. Her hand was moving on its own. She had to make him cum.

"And you'll treat her well and be gentle when fucking her?"

"Mmh! Yeah..."

The boy was moaning now, as he approached his orgasm. She could feel his growing knot bumping against her hand. Precum dripped onto her hand and made it that much easier to keep pumping.

"Miss, I'm gonna, I'm gonna..." The boy's legs trembled. Emily wrapped her free arm around his chest and squeezed him against her as her hand kept stroking him. She supported him and pressed her face against his, the two of them almost panting now with excitement.

Emily moaned along with the boy as he tensed up and cried out. She kept her hand on his cock and squeezed at it as the boy's cum spilled out into his underwear, milking him for every last drop.

She had been alone for a long time. After her deadbeat boyfriend left she had been the one to take over the work of every single part of her life. Working, housing, taking care of her daughter. It was all her. Over time, she had tried to convince herself that she didn't need anyone else and could go at it alone. After the last few weeks a perverted part of her even wondered if her sexual needs could be handled by her daughter, at least for a while until her daughter was no doubt snatched by a boy.

As the boy she had lured into her apartment writhed in her arms, moaning out loud, his hot cum shooting from his hard, hot cock from the touch of her hand, she realized she had been missing out. Like some kind of bad sex story, she mused, in her riled up state she felt like she could almost cum just from giving the boy pleasure. She rubbed her body against his as she savored his noises and movements. Even in his undeveloped state the testosterone oozing off of him was intoxicating.

An uncomfortable squeak from the boy drew her out of her haze. She grinned to herself and stopped her squeezing, giving the boy respite. The way she was handling him during what she guessed was his first sexual encounter with another person probably was a little intense.

They sat there in silence for a few moments, the boy's breathing and heartbeat slowly coming down as he recovered from an intense orgasm. Emily, however, shifted uncomfortably. She could feel her heartbeat in her pussy and nipples. Every beat pulsed through her and reminded her of her own arousal. Even in her fantasies her plan had always included her as a mere voyeur. Whether it was a boy her daughter's own age or a grown man, her fantasies of watching her daughter be fucked had always been them separate from her.

She couldn't keep that distance. She had already broken yet another boundary and jerked off this kid. He owed her. She needed release. She needed it. Now.

"Get on your knees."

The aggression and lust dripping in her command surprised even her. Jacob, distracted from his recent orgasm, hesitated as his brain struggle to process what was happening. As she slid her hand out of his underwear and pushed down with her other hand, he shakily got down on his knees. She wiped her cum-soaked hand on her robe as she let him drop to his knees and, with some gentled prodding, turned around to face her.

"Pull my panties down."

She looked down, watching the boy outlined by her chest, starting intently at her panties at her request. After a deep breath and a gulp, he slowly reached forward towards her waist. He glanced upwards for a confirmation. Lucky boy, Emily thought, as she saw his eyes drinking in her fully exposed breasts swaying above him. At her intense stare his attention turned slowly back towards her pelvis. Gingerly, almost as if he would get burned if too much of his hands touched her bare fur, he gripped either side of her panties and pulled down.

Emily shuddered as cool air kissed her soaking wet nether regions -- a result of unintentionally edging herself for what must have been hours now. As the boy pulled her panties past her thighs he lost his grip and they fell to the floor. She stepped out of them and kicked them away. She inched forward now that she was fully exposed, practically pushing her pussy into his face.

"Lick me. Use your tongue. Lick me all over my pussy and...oh! Oh, fuck!" Jacob had surprised her. She thought she might have to strong-arm him with her words considering his hesitancy so far, but in the middle of her horny commands he did just what she had requested. His face was now pushed against her mound, his tongue lapping out against her pussy and his nose rubbing against her clit. His licks were unsure and sloppy, to be sure, but he made up for it with enthusiasm.

Emily's legs almost gave out and caused her to trip backwards against her apartment door with a thunk. Emily's hand grabbed onto the back of the boy's head and pulled him back with her to keep his face planted firmly against her pussy. Even as she struggled to stay upright, she moaned out for him to keep licking. Dutifully following directions, he kept up his sloppy licking as Emily pushed against the back of his head to mash it into her pussy.

When Holly had given her oral the last few weeks it had been softer...more feminine. Holly was eager to please and was happy to lick and suck where it caused her mom to make the most noise, but it was a gentle kind of attention that didn't push any limits. Jacob was diving right in. He had drive. He had an invisible hand formed through millions of years of evolution compelling him to attack her pussy.

Attack was the only word that Emily could think to describe this experience, in the best way. His inexperienced tongue was mashing without a plan in every corner it could find. Sometimes it liked along the length of her pussy, sometimes it poked inside, sometimes he slipped and it drifted up to rub against her very swollen clit. It was an attack, and it was one she wasn't going to be able to defend against for long.

It was what felt like moments after Jacob had started that she came. She came hard. Harder than she had even with Holly recently. She was forced to bite at her robe to contain the guttural shrieking that the boy's tongue was working out of her. As she had teased him, so he too teased her as his tongue fought to rub against her even as she clamped her legs around his head and her entire body shook with orgasmic release.

She was forced to push him away from her as he overstimulated her past her breaking point. Without the extra support of her hand on his head, her legs failed her and her body slid down her apartment door. Her eyes flickered and rolled in her head and she squeezed her arms against herself as her body jerked with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

"Ffffuuucck..." As her body came to the ground Emily gave a breathy swear and leaned her head back against the door. It was hard to see straight. That was probably the best orgasm she had ever received, and all the little boy had to do was rub his tongue a little against her pussy. Well, to be fair, it was probably the most oral she had ever received from a male before.

Emily's head lolled from side to side as she tried to work out the uncomfortable intensity of her orgasm. It had almost been too intense. In the future she should definitely take care of herself if she had to think about sexy things for hours on end...

She squeezed her eyes hard together before blinking them several times and trying to let her vision come back to normal. Slowly her eyes focused and the boy came back into focus. He was standing next to her with a nervous look.

"Are you okay? You got really loud there...sorry if I did it wrong."

She blinked several more times as she looked up at him. She reached out to touch his leg supportively as she drew in a few deep breaths.

"No, no, you actually did good. Very good."

He grinned at that. Emily's weakened hand slowly slid down his leg...and ran right into something hard poking out from his shorts. Emily inhaled sharpy and fought against her blurry vision to confirm what she was feeling.

Damn. Even though she had just milked him dry, here he was, hard as a rock. Her hand rubbed against his cock, still hidden away in his cum-soaked white briefs.

"You're still hard..."

He looked embarrassed at her calling it out, but only a little.

"Yeah. You were, um...really noisy. And naked. And I liked what we were doing..."

Emily fought against her aching muscles and head and forced herself to sit up. The boy had taken care of one need. But the last few minutes had reminded her that not only had it been a long time since she had made a man cum...

Her mind had only slightest pushback as a new drive took over her. It drove her to reach out and pull down at his shorts and underwear. It drove her to lick her lips as his cock appeared, which jumped out and flicked cum onto her face as his clothing was pulled down. And it drove her to lean forward and lick at his cock, cleaning it and preparing it for its intended purpose.

It had been so, so long since she had a real cock in her.

"Miss..." The boy let out a moan as she took his cock into her mouth, slowly and gently suckling it clean. Her mouth tingled as the sticky substance coated her mouth before she swallowed it down. She used to hate that sensation so much, but it was only now that she realized that it filled a primal urge in her. She hummed happily to herself as she bobbed her head up and down while slurping down any remaining cum, even working her mouth around his still partially swollen knot to get him clean. She could feel the boy's cock twitching in her mouth. Even though he had just cum, it was clear. He was ready.

She pulled her head away and the cock left her mouth with a pop as the suction from her mouth gave way. She would have loved to relish in his expressions and moans as she pleasured him with her mouth, but she had to act before the rational part of her brain put a stop to her basic urges.

With a shrug her last remaining piece of clothing, her robe, fell to the floor. Using it as a makeshift blanket, she turned around and got on her hands and knees. She leaned her front down, lewdly and clearly presenting her ass to the young boy. Fuck, she felt just like an animal in heat. An inner desire, suppressed for so many years, was breaking out. And there was only one way to sate it.

"Come on, kid. Fuck me."

She could feel him about to hesitate. To question her. To deny her what she needed.

"Fuck me!" There it was again, that growl that showed she meant business. That her body meant business.

That did the trick. He fell to his knees and shuffled towards her. She arched her back as he approached, making the glistening wet opening to her pussy that much visible. She quivered with anticipation as she felt him situate behind her and timidly push his cock against her.

Yes, yes! She could feel it. The heat from his cock was reaching out, calling her like a beacon. To her amusement she realized that he didn't quite know what to do and was just prodding her in random spots. She reached back and guided his cock to her opening with, her breath shuddering as he found his mark and the tip of his cock poked at her opening. Even then he didn't push forward, letting the tip of his cock tease her as his shallow, nervous breathing sounded behind her. Sensing hesitation from him, something in him fighting against this deviant act with an older woman which would cost him his virginity, she took matters into her own hands.

The two of them moaned in unison as she seized her chance and pushed her hips back, forcing his cock to bury itself within her. She was so wet, so ready, so willing that his cock slid right to its hilt with no effort. Emily relished the feeling of a warm, hard cock being inside her. She had pushed down her feeling for so long she had forgotten how fulfilling it was, even with the undeveloped size and skill of the young boy.

"Oh...o-oh my gosh..."

Poor kid. He still hadn't moved on his own yet. It sounded like she was overwhelming his mind a bit, even though his hard cock throbbing inside her told her his body was ready. Well, he wasn't going to get away with her doing all the work again. She wiggled her ass and ground against his cock, stimulating him as she coaxed him into acting.

"Come on, that feels good, right?"

"It feels s-so good..."

"You need to do your part. Move your hips, back and forth. Make sure to not pull back too far so your cock slips out, okay?"

Moving her hips forward a bit and pushing back again, bouncing him back a bit, seemed to break him out of his trance. He started moving his hips around, grabbing onto her as he figured out how to move his body.

It took some trial and error for her young partner to figure out a proper rhythm. He did slip out a few times, and even prodded at her ass once which she rebuked with a sharp hiss, but he was a quick learner. After a few tries he was able to work out a slow, steady rhythm of sliding his cock in and out of her. With the mix of her urging him to go faster and his awakening primal instincts taking over, soon enough he had her hips in a tight grip and was pounding her. Moans and muffled slapping rang out in the empty apartment as his hips slapped against her ass.

As her body was rocked back and forth by the boy's thrusts, any worries of morals or consequences were flung right out of Emily's mind. This is what she needed, deserved, after all these years of being alone and raising a child by herself. The age of the boy, the musty smell of the carpet, her aching and tired limbs from her previous orgasm, the rubbing of her knees against the floor with only a thin robe to protect them? None of that mattered. All that mattered was the young dog cock that was rubbing against her needy insides.

This wasn't the soft pleasure that she had with her daughter or the screeching orgasm of being given oral after edging herself for hours. This was fulfilling a need that warmed her deep within the lizard part of her brain. The boy, no doubt thanks to his previous orgasm, was lasting longer than any man she'd been with and his youth was giving him the energy to be a little wind up toy, happily forcing out grunts and moans from her that Holly, or any other girl or woman, would have been able to.

During their rutting session Emily's brain lost the ability to properly process the physical pleasure the boy was thrusting into her. She had cum again, maybe, or maybe those sharp tingles were leftover from the last orgasm he gave her. At one point someone passed by in the hallway and stopped momentarily, surely hearing their moans that they couldn't keep to themselves, and the third party enjoyed being in on their little secret for a few seconds before moving on. And even as the boy's orgasm approached again, evident by the once again growing knot that pushed out against her insides, her mind was helpless to react.

She wanted this. She needed this. And she was going to get it.

Her body was flooded with a deep, warming feeling of satisfaction as the young boy finally came with no warning other than the growing volume of his grunts and moans. The two of them panted with pleasure and exertion as he kept her hips gripped in his hands and his cock twitched inside her with every pulse of his orgasm. Emily had trouble moving her body. She even had trouble coming up with the motivation of moving. She could only lie still as the boy's cock emptied into her. It was only when he tried to pull away and his knot tugged uncomfortably at her opening that she was spurred into action.

"Um, I'm, uh..."

She shushed him.

"Just wait. Let it come out naturally." Her voice was tired and quiet, but it was enough. The two of them caught their breath as the boy's throbbing cock slowly lost its blood flow and eventually slid out with a lewd slurping sound.

Her arms threatened to give out as she slowly pushed herself up off the floor. Fuck. She needed to hit the gym. That was the most physically exerting thing she'd done for a while. With equally unsteady legs she pushed herself against the ground and rotated herself to face the boy with a groan. As she turned to face the boy she had to stifle a giggle as she saw his expression. He was sitting back on his heels, his body leaned forward and supported by his hands on his knees, a vacant expression on his face. It was obvious she wasn't the only one who just had her world rocked.

A glance down between his legs caused her eyes to widen. Whoa. He was still hard. She didn't have any energy left for more fun, but now that she had gotten a taste she wanted more. And, to her guilty and perverse delight, it was evident even though she was inviting him back to set him upon her daughter he would still have energy left over for her.

As a parting gift she fought through the aches in her muscles to lean forward and push her head towards the boy's crotch. Without a word he leaned back and spread his legs to give her access to his cock. He could only whimper from overstimulation as she lapped and sucked the bodily fluids off his cock like before, leaving it squeaky clean. With one final, loud slurp she pulled away and nuzzled up his chest as she sat back up.

Both of their faces tired, she smiled at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Let's get you cleaned up."

Ten minutes later she had mostly gotten him fixed back up. She gave him a handful of wet paper towels to wipe himself down with as she took his dirty underwear, scrubbed it in the sink, and threw it in the dryer. The thinking adult part of her brain had turned back on and she needed to take care of the evidence. During that time her mind had been racing as they quietly cleaned up.

First of all, what the fuck was wrong with her? She had just let some middle school brat cum in her with no protection. She was probably safe from STDs, but she needed to go get some Plan B right after this. Second, and most importantly, she wished they had more time so he could do it again. Her entire body tingled with excitement when she thought back to how she had been on the ground, presenting like some wild animal, before he grabbed her and had his way with her.

She was definitely inviting him back. He was going to fuck her daughter. Gently. And then he was going to fuck her. Hard.

Once she was satisfied with their results she got him back in his clothing and she threw on some clothes, although even though her shorts and t-shirt matched the modesty of his clothing he seemed to be staring at her unsupported breasts and nipples showing through the shirt. She rolled her eyes as he ogled her as she led him to the door. This kid was insatiable.

"Can you come back on Tuesday?" She had been planning it out. It was Thursday. She would go get the emergency pill right after this. And then she would take both her and her daughter to the clinic tomorrow to get the pill. She had thought about getting condoms instead, but that idea had been quickly discarded. She wanted him to cum in her. She wanted him to cum in her daughter. She wanted to edge him and watch as he filled Emily with cum, her moaning around his cock...

The look of disappointment on his face broke the spell in her mind and she couldn't help but laugh.

"Excited, huh?" He nodded and pulled his shoulders in a little. He was so cute! She just wanted to eat him up...again...

She leaned towards him and reached down to grope at his crotch. He shivered at his touch, her hand rubbing against his half hard cock. She hummed appreciatively and wondered if he was going to be like that until he came back.

"It'll be worth it. Just a few more days, okay?"

She reached towards the door and stopped as her hand grabbed the knob. She gave him a stern look.

"Jacob. You seem like a smart kid, so I probably don't need to tell you this, but obviously keep your trap shut about this if you want it to keep happening. Especially to your friends." Unlike her daughter, Emily did not trust this kid to brag about this to all his friends.

"I won't tell no one, honest." He nodded enthusiastically and gestured crossed his heart.

She looked at him suspiciously for a few more seconds, mostly to sell the severity of the situation. He seemed like he was being honest enough. She hoped the lure of sex would keep it that way. Her face softened as she unlocked and opened the door.

"Good kid. See you in a few days." She couldn't help but smile at his excited grin as he practically skipped out of her apartment and down the hall.

Emily was looking forward to Tuesday just as much as he was.