I was in my bedroom upstairs while my parents were holding their annual New Years Eve party down stairs. The only bathrooms were upstairs and the guest bathroom was just down the hall from my room, so I heard people coming up and down the stairs. I had just put on my pajamas and was sitting on the side of my bed looking at ads in Popular Mechanics when the bedroom door opened. It was Mrs. Smythe who lived across the street. She was wearing a tafata blue dress that was tight, showing a rather voluptous body. I could smell alcohol on her breath and figured she had been enjoying a few at the party. She asked what I was reading while she came around the bed and sat next to me, as if to read over my shoulder. I said I was just looking at the ads, wondering why she seemed to be interested.
She softly asked me if I had masturbated yet. I asked her what that was, being an innocent young teenager lacking any of that knowledge. She said, "You know, like a wet dream?" Confused, I said, "what do you mean?" She had me put the magizine aside and then she placed her hand on my crotch, moving it gently back and forth. I did not know what she was up to, but whatever it was it felt good as I blushed a bit. She said she would show me how to masturbate and put her hand inside of the pajama bottom and placed her hand around my penis, moving her hand back and forth. I felt my penis swelling and was taken aback at this, I never before having seen myself grow that large. I could sense she was getting a pleasure out of her control over me as she quickened her hand movement as I got bigger and bigger.
With a broad grin on her face, she stood up next to my bed, placed her hand behind her back and unzipped her dress and released her bra. She slide the dress and bda straps of her shoulders and her breats were exposed to me. She then lifted her dress around her middle and pulled down her panties. I didn't know why she was doing this in front of me. She climbed onto the bed, pushing me down and stradled me. She, in a convincing way, said she would show me what it was all about. She moved her body over me so that her left breast was atop my mouth and commanded me to suck her nipple. nipple. I obeyed her. Then she placed her other breast over my mouth and asked me to do the same. After a short while, she rose up, took my penis in her hand and guided it between her legs. I felt a warm, wet feeling around my penis as she began moving her body up and down on me. The sensation made me moan abd gasp, whick excited her. I could feel the urge to move by body in unison with hers. I felt a hot surge of stuff shooting out of my penis and it wasn't pee. I didn't know what it was until she explained that I had cum, a new word to me. I could feel body juice flowing over my pelvis. She said she had cum too.
Exhausted, we both parted. Before she left, she asked, "I want you to become my handy man around my house, if that's okay with your Mom." "I'll pay you well." she said.
That evening began a training period for me with Mrs. Smythe. Each time I would go to her house, she would jerk me off saying she wanted to make my penis even larger each time. She taught me how to lick her clit and to put my penis between her legs, entering her with a forceful pumping action. She became like a drill sargent, making me work as hard as I could, but she would bask in her success and she began to call my penis hers.
A few weeks of being Mrs. Smythe's hand man, she said that I had passed her final inspection and was ready. What she meant by this, I would soon find out.
The next time I came to her house, I noticed several cars in her driveway, so feeling she had quests, I knocked on the back door. Mrs. Smythe came to the door and led me into her living room where there was a group of ladies playing cards. She introduced me as her new sex toy. I could hear the ladies say that I was too young for them and just a kid. Mrs. Smythe quickly said to the others, "Ladies, I think you are in for a surprise, wait to see what I mean." Mrs. Smythe made me sit in the middle of her couch and quickly pulled down my pants. She took my penis and began to get me very hard. The ladies couldn't get over the size of my peinis. Mrs. Smythe took credit for it and asked the ladies if they would like to hold it in their hands. I squirmed as two ladies came over and sat either side of me, both grabbing my peinis with awe. Apparently the sight made their bodies twitch and become lustful. All the ladies disrobed right in front of me, just flinging their clothes on the livingroom floor. Mrs. Smythe ten commanded me to do waht I do for her to each and everyone of her guests. The ladies fought for who was to be next and it amazed me that I remained hard all through the ordeal.
I felt well trained and ready for service to all Mrs. Smythe's guests, as she had many over the course of my employment.