Part 1…

Susan Miller is a married Lady, 52 years old, with an absolutely stunning body. Perfectly shaped D-Cup tits, slim hips followed by a nicely formed Ass, long, well-trained legs ending in a pair of sexy feet, every foot fetishist would love to worship all day long. It’s obvious that Susan invests a lot to keep her body in fantastic shape three times a week: Fitness class, Yoga, and Zumba courses. And the housekeeping is done by the personnel when she visits those classes. She has enough time to do that.

Her husband Jason, 57 years old, is a self-made millionaire who is often away from home on business trips. Susan is aware of her husband fucking other women on his trips, as he’s a good-looking, well-endowed, attractive man. And having a big billfold helps all over the world to impress women and make them compliant. This time, her husband will travel through several countries in Europe, the Middle East, and Asia. His trip will take several months, close to a year.

Susan complained about her husband leaving her alone for such a long time. This time, he’s taking their son Jonathan along because he wants to prepare him to take over the company in several years. Her husband explained that this trip was extraordinarily important and that it would get the company to the next level they managed to close some of the aimed deals. He brought up the idea of going to a brokerage company for foreign exchange students and offering a hosting home for a student girl.

Susan agreed and said, not a bad idea; the house is big enough, and we have a sauna and a pool in the garden; what else could someone ask for? Her husband packed his Suitcases, as he planned to be in the air with the company jet before noon the next day. And his driver would have to pick up Jonathan on the way to the airport. In the meantime, Susan checked on the internet for brokerage companies for exchange students. Little did her husband know, that he planted a seed in her head, and Susan wouldn’t ask for a female, but a male student.

Via email, she sent all the required data, and with a little tingle of anticipation in her pussy, she couldn’t wait for the answer. The next morning, around 8:30 am, Jason’s driver arrived. Jason kissed her goodbye and wished her good luck with the student. As soon as the limo was out of sight, Susan turned the computer on and checked her emails.

Nothing.

Disappointed, she was just about to close the program when a computer voice announced a new email. ‘Yes,’ she thought, ‘it’s from the brokerage company.’ She opened the email and read the text. The company was glad to make her an offer suitable to her request. Attached is a picture of the eligible student. She opened it and looked into the steel blue eyes of a 19-year-old blond student from Sweden whose hobby was playing soccer. His name was Tim.

‘Perfect,’ thought Susan, and licked her Lips.

At the end of the email, she found a phone number for more information and to set up an appointment. Susan called immediately and set an appointment at one pm the same day.

Tim was perfect. She assured the company that she could provide everything he needed, and an agreement was quickly reached. They handed her a folder with additional data, especially flight data. Tim will arrive in two days shortly after noon.

“Great, gives me enough time to arrange everything. I’ll be there to pick Tim up,” Susan told them.

While driving home, she planned what to start with. ‘Online shopping,’ she thought with a smile. ‘I need some new extra skimpy bikinis, some new sexy strappy high heels, some tops with deep cleavage, micro strings with matching bras, hotpants, and then a brand-new manicure and pedicure. Bright red or neon pink, I don’t know. I’ll just ask Valentina at the beauty salon.’

At home, she started immediately with online shopping, found everything she needed, and ordered with express overnight delivery. The appointment with Valentina was set for the next day, early afternoon. The next morning, around 10 am, her clothing was delivered. She was extremely excited. She tried on every single item and checked herself in the mirror.

‘Very sexy. I’d fuck me if I were Tim,’ she thought, admiring herself.

Again she felt that tingling arousal in her pussy, and she smiled with anticipation. She rushed to the beauty salon and explained to Valentina that she really needed to look sexy. Valentina recommended a neon pink polish with a glittering stone on each big toe and some toe rings. Susan added an Anklet to the Selection. Valentina looked at the anklet and then questioningly at Susan, who just smiled at her.

At home, she picked up her clothes for the next day to pick up Tim at the airport. She chooses tiny pink G-string panties with a matching bra, a white pencil skirt tight enough to show the outlines of her string, and a slightly look-through white blouse. In addition, she chose matching white peep-toe stiletto heels and placed the anklet right next to them to make sure she did not forget to put it on the next day. When she went to bed, the tingling in her pussy was strong that she grabbed one of her big vibrators and brought herself to orgasm three times in a row.

Finally, she fell asleep.

When she got up the next morning, she took a quick shower, got her pussy freshly shaved, and applied her makeup. She got dressed, including her anklet, checked herself again in the mirror, and thought, perfect, promising, but not too much for the first day. She drove to the airport, parked her car, and entered the arrival hall. Tim’s aircraft just landed. Thankfully, it didn’t take too long until Tim stepped out of customs and entered the hall.

Susan held up a sign with ‘Welcome Tim’ and approached him.

When they were facing each other, Susan said, “Hi, Tim. I hope you had a nice flight.”

They exchanged a few words, and Tim addressed her as Ms. Miller. When they entered the car, she asked him to please not be too formal.

“Please call me Susan.”

*****

Part 2…

Reaching home, she showed him the house and his room, always trying to show her body off to Tim, but he was not responding. ‘Is that boy gay?’ she wondered.

“Okay, Tim, I’ll give you some time to unpack your stuff and get used to your new home. I’ll be out by the pool and will have cold drinks ready when you’re ready to join me,” I said, smiled at him, and left the room.

She went to her bedroom to get one of those new skimpy bikinis on, threw her lingerie into the hamper in the bathroom, and closed the lid. On her way to the pool, she passed the kitchen, grabbed some cool drinks from the fridge, and took a place at the pool.

About 20 Minutes later, Tim joined her. Susan saw him through the corner of her eye, moving through the kitchen and grabbing the sun lotion. Before Tim reached the door, she was applying lotion to her body and seductively rubbed it between her tits.

“Oh, hi Tim, done unpacking and ready to relax?” she asked sexily.

Tim came out wearing trunks a minimum of one size too big for him.

“Would you do me a favor and apply some lotion to my back?”

Susan got up from her tanning chair and gave him a magnificent view of her delicious body. The skimpy bikini didn’t do much to hide anything. With trembling hands, Tim rubbed lotion to her back, and Susan moaned in pleasure.

“You have such strong hands, Tim, that really feels good.”

They sat down, and Tim immediately laid his hands in his lap. Tim was wearing sunglasses, but Susan could see that he checked her out, from head to toe, until his eyes rested on her freshly pedicured feet and the anklet on her right foot. With a smile on her face, Susan thought, ‘Got you! Tim, you’re on my hook, and I’m not going to release you any time soon.’

They made some small talk, and when Tim finished his drink, he said, “I’m going back to my room to send some messages back home to tell my family that everything is fine.”

A little disappointed but understanding, Susan said, “Yes, you should do that. You know where you find me.”

Tim left for his room, and Susan was still not sure what was going on with that kid. After about 10 minutes, she went to the bathroom to check her makeup. Susan recognized that the lid of the dirty clothes hamper was open, and the sexy woman was sure that she had closed it because she had never left it open. She checked the inside and found her pink bra, but not the pink G-string. She tiptoed towards Tim’s room and found the door ajar. She could hear some moaning from inside and the noises a boy makes when he’s jacking off. She could still remember hearing those noises out of her son’s room when he was a teenager. Very carefully, using one finger only, she pressed the door open just enough to get a look at what Tim was doing.

Tim sat in the chair at the desk, watching a porn movie on his laptop. A big-cocked young guy was pounding in and out of a MILF’s pussy. Tims’s right hand was pounding on his lap, and in his left hand, he had Susan’s pink G-string panties pressed to his nose and deeply inhaling her scents. There was no sound. Susan recognized that Tim wore earphones, and that gave her the chance to open the door even wider and step into the room to get a better look at Tim’s right hand.

A little shocked by the small size of his dick, she gasped, “Oh my God, that’s tiny.”

Tim’s head turned around, and his face blushed deep red. In one motion, he pulled up his swimming trunks, closed the laptop, and threw Susan’s pink G-string panties behind the bed. He jumped his stomach down onto the bed and buried his face in the pillows. Susan wanted to say something, but then thought, to better give him a few minutes to calm down. Without a word, she left the room and closed the door.

With full intention, she kept on her bikini, and after 15 minutes, she knocked on his door and asked if she could come in.

Tim shouted, “NO! I’m packing my stuff and moving out. I’ll find a cheap motel, and you won’t ever see me again. I’m sorry, Ms. Miller.”

Susan opened the door anyway and said to Tim, “I thought we were done with this formal Ms. Miller stuff. Tim, we can’t change what just happened, and I can understand that you’re embarrassed, but believe me, there’s no reason to run away. Teenagers jack off. It’s the most normal thing in life. Teenagers look for their place in this world, socially and sexually. We all go through that.

“And if you decide to stay, I’d be glad to help you because I think you can use some assistance. Sit down here on your bed. Let’s talk. I saw that porn movie on your laptop, that big-cock guy fucking that older lady. Is that your Fantasy, Tim? Do you wish you’d be the guy in the movie?”

Tim nodded without saying a word.

“Okay, Tim, lesson one, never have a fantasy you have no chance to fulfill. I saw your little dick, and believe me, it won’t grow anymore. You’ll never be able to be that big cock fucker all girls in college talk about.”

Tims’s face once more blushed deep red, but his swim trunks formed a little tent right where his dick was.

Susan then said, “When we were out at the pool, I saw you checking me out through your sunglasses, and I saw that your eyes rested on my feet and especially on my anklet. What were your thoughts then, Tim?”

Tim said, “I wished I had a big cock, to pull out of my trunks, hold it in front of your face, and say, ‘Here, Susan, suck this, bitch.’”

Susan nodded. “That’s understandable, Tim,” she said. “But this is what I’m talking about. You don’t have a big cock. No, you have a mini babydick, and you’ll never be able to have an experience like that. But that doesn’t mean you have to stay sexually active. You just have to accept that you’re not a dominant pussy fucker, but a submissive pussy licker. A big cock is not everything a woman wants, and if you learn to worship a female’s body from head to toe and give her pleasure with each touch you do, she’ll learn to live with your babydick. Now look at that little tent in your trunks. There’s already a wet spot at the tip.”

Tim immediately tried to hide, but Susan took his hands away.

“There’s nothing you have to hide, and I recognized that it grew each time a little more when I said you have a babydick. So maybe you’re into SPH, and it gets you aroused when some sexy chick humiliates you.”

Now, Tim’s dick was at full attention.

Susan smirked and said, “What you say, Tim, wanna go out to the pool again and continue where we shouldn’t have stopped earlier?”

Tim smiled and nodded.

Outside at the pool, Susan asked Tim to take his trunks off and show her that little dick. Reluctantly at first but then enthusiastic about what would happen, he did as he was told. Out of his trunks jumped a stiff dick, about four and a half inches long with a matching thickness for that short size.

“Hmm, that’s really not much, Tim. How long is it, did you ever measure?” Susan asked.

Tim lowered his head and said, “A little under five inches.”

Susan took her foot, and her big toe played a little with his cockhead. Tims dick responded with a little twitching.

“Nothing to be ashamed of, Tiny Timmy. It’s rock hard for your Mistress, and this is how I want to see it at all times,” Susan said.

Tim looked at her wide-eyed. “Mistress?” he asked.

“Yes, Tiny Timmy. From now on, you’ll call me your ‘Mistress,’ and I’ll call you ‘Tiny Timmy.’ Got a problem with that?”

“No, Su…I mean Mistress.”

“Very good, you learn fast. Now show me how much you adore me.”

Tim knelt and started to kiss, smell, and lick her feet. Susan leaned back and enjoyed the feeling and the sight of a teenager worshipping her. Her hands found her tits, and she pulled that little piece of fabric that covered her nipples aside, and Tim got a full view of her beautiful big boobs and her rock-hard nipples. Susan played with them for a while until finally, her right hand moved down to her pussy, pulled that little triangle also aside to play with her big, swollen clit inside her clean-shaven pussy. She looked at Tim, who was still sucking on her toes but eagerly stared at her tits and pussy.

“Do you want to touch my tits, Tiny Timmy?” she asked seductively.

He nodded excitedly.

“Then come here, kiss them, feel them, worship them.”

He did as he was told. Tim was in heaven but still not done yet. After a few minutes, Susan grabbed his head; time to go for the real thing. She pressed his head between her wide-open legs and ordered him to lick for all he’s got. Tim licked her through 3 orgasms and even managed to make her squirt a fountain of pussy Juice.

She looked at him with a smile. “I haven’t squirted in years, and you even didn’t need a cock for that,” she praised.

Tim smiled at her in pride.

“Now get your reward, and fuck my feet. Show me how much cum this little pecker can shoot.”

Tim did as he was told, and it didn’t take him long to spray Susan’s feet and legs with cum.

“Hmm, not bad for a little babydick like that. Did you like that, Tiny Timmy?”

“Yes, Mistress, thank you, Mistress, for letting me worship you and shoot my load,” Tiny Timmy said happily.

“You’re welcome, Tiny Timmy. It was a pleasure for me, too. And it’s better than staying in a cheap Motel, isn’t it?”

“Definitely, Mistress.”

“If you want to keep those little pink G-string panties for the night, it’s fine with me, but don’t jerk off all night. Remember, I expect your dicklette to be at full attention anytime I want, okay?”

“Yes, Mistress, at your service any time.”

“Good boy. I think we’ll have a wonderful time. There’s already something on my mind.”

With a mysterious smile, she gave him a good night kiss on his forehead and disappeared into her bedroom.

 

To Be Continued…

 

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