****** Revenge on the Neighbor Boy by dongerneedfud@hotmail.com ******
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Revenge on the Neighbor Boy


I wouldn't consider myself a crazy woman, by any means. Just a very hot-
blooded, horny 41-year-old woman with little patience for disobedience and a
craving for young teenage boys.

After my divorce 5 years ago, I had little interest in dating men my own age.
Quite simply, I liked the young guys and that's where it started. I'd show up
in a bar in a tight little skirt, lather on the perfume, and let my pronounced
nipples do the talking through my shirt. Invariably, I would end up some sleazy
hotel fucking the brains out of some hunky 20 year-old frat boy from the local
college. I found that young guys made better lovers their shoulders were
broader, they take orders, and those cocks stay hard all night long.

But eventually my eyes wandered to the even younger guys, and I would catch
myself driving by the local high school to catch glimpses of those hot teenage
boys with their tight asses and moussed-up hair. My wanderlust, however, never
went any further than that until 15-year-old Ricky moved in next door.

Ricky was a typical teenage boy loudmouthed, cocky, arrogant. With blonde hair
and blue eyes, I knew the neighborhood girls were just dying to get their hands
on him and he knew it too. He would flaunt his tanned, tight chest and arms by
wearing nothing but a tight little pair of shorts while doing yard work. I soon
found myself with a new afternoon ritual sitting by my window, peeking through
my blinds, and desperately frigging my aching clit. Oh how I wanted that boy.

But, Ricky was an arrogant little ass and never hesitated to make a nuisance of
himself. Despite my pleas and constant threats, he would frequently ride his
BMX bike through my flower garden and even once ruined the new sodding in my
front yard. Speaking to his stepmother about the boy's problem behavior did
little good she was a raging alcoholic who had little control over the boy. One
day, probably out of frustration over my constant complaining, she made a
comment that got my horny, wretched little imagination working: "If he's such a
problem, dole out your own punishment. Do what you like to him. I don't give a
damn."

I needn't be told twice, and I began hatching my plan. But what would I do to
him? The nasty thoughts raced through my mind: Maybe I should slap him...maybe
spank him...maybe strip him and make him beg for mercy... maybe I should rape
the shit out of him. Oh, wouldn't that be just lovely, I thought to myself. My
nipples hardened and pussy swelled just thinking about riding that boy to
ecstasy.

So it was set, and Thursday evening I put the plan to motion. Ricky was merrily
walking down the street, bouncing his basketball up and down after an
undoubtedly long game of basketball. That's good, I thought to myself. He's
drenched in sweat, and he looks totally worn out. He'll be easier to handle
while he's tired. Positioning myself behind some hedges and carefully pulling
the recently-purchased black ski mask over my face and head, I leapt out and
grabbed Ricky and dragged the struggling boy into the vacant house next door.
The young boy was too startled and frightened to put up much of a fight.

"Hey, what's going on?" Ricky asked as I slammed him to the hard linoleum
floor. Besides the ski mask, I wore a baggy pair of black jeans, black
sneakers, and a button-down black shirt. The only visible parts were my eyes
and lips, and it was clear Ricky thought his assailant was a man who was going
to rob him.

"Listen mister, I'll give you all the money I have, just don't hurt me," he
screamed, tears running down his gorgeous cheeks.

"Shut the fuck up," I barked, careful to disguise my voice by making it
extremely deep. "Now take off all your clothes, now!!! And if you so much as
make a sound I'll gut you alive." Revealing a long hunting knife, I made my
point very apparent to the shaken Ricky. And the boy did as I said, stripping
off his tank top, jogging shorts, and then his fruit-of-the-loom underwear. He
was a sight to behold, as his young cock twitched as he stood completely naked
in the middle of the room for my eyes only.

"Okay, my dear, now sit your ass down on this chair," I said, pulling up a foot
stool. Ricky again did as he was told and didn't put up a struggle. Carefully,
I positioned myself on my knees in front of the young teen and took his limp
young penis into my mouth and forcefully began sucking.

"Oh please mister, don't rape me!" he sobbed, still unaware that his assailant
was a ragingly horny middle-aged woman. After about 10 minutes, the boy was now
a rock-hard 5 inches, and my pussy was screaming to be relieved. I had to have
him right now, I thought. I just can't wait any damn longer.

Standing up in front of the frightened boy, I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, and
his young eyes nearly bulged out of his head when he saw my large, saggy
breasts and extended nipples flop freely half-way down to my stomach. I then
wiggled my jeans over my wide hips and big, round ass revealing a shocking
triangle of dark brown bush. I could tell the boy was in shock, as he grew
ashen white. He knew only one thing at this point: He was about to be raped by
a woman!

I quickly maneuver myself over his lap, and with my thick legs braced myself
over his young cock so that it teasingly brushed against my gaping slit and
thick bush. God, I wanted this boy so bad that my juiced were dripping all over
the floor. Then it happened: Slowly yet forcefully I lowered myself down on his
bulging little cock head and engulfed his virgin cock completely into my pussy.
I was seeing stars at this point although I've ridden bigger cocks, and I was
never as wet as I was then. And seeing the combination of terror and excitement
in this boy's eyes made my pussy pulsate with excitement.

Being on top allowed me the freedom to fuck him as fast or as slow as I wanted.
I started quickly, pounding my hips and large bottom down violently on his cock
and balls. Up and down, down and up I was fucking this boy good, and there was
nothing he could do about it. Audible gasps of pleasure escaped his lips, and I
could only imagine that the sight of a naked woman dressed only in a black ski
mask riding his cock up and down while her breasts swayed back and forth across
his face put him over the edge as well.

Wanting the pleasure to last, I slowed down my pace so he could feel every inch
of my pussy walls as they slid up and down on his shaft. To remind him of his
situation, I kept my right hand gripping the back of his hair, and when he
moaned too loudly or did something to displease me I gave him a violent tug to
his head. He knew exactly who was in charge.

Despite my intense pleasure (5 orgasms), I knew I had better release the boy
before it got too late.

"Okay, hun, I'm finished with you. You can go," I said as I dismounted his
cock. "But remember, I'll be watching you. And if you continue to slip up
around here, I'll get you again. You understand me?"

"Yes, ma'am, I understand," said Ricky, who hurriedly threw on his clothes.
"I'll be good from now on, I promise!"

With that he darted out the door. That night, I slept like a baby.

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