A PAIN IN THE ASS (FUTA/M)

This is a one shot and for enjoyment only. Had to cough this one out but I did it. Hope you enjoy it.

A PAIN IN THE ASS

Tamra Richards was walking home from high school when she heard his shout. “Hey T, wait up!”

Tamra rolled her eyes and balled her fists in frustration. She thought she had ditched Kenny Winston. He seemed to think they were an item.

It really wasn’t his fault, well, not totally. She did give him a stroke job during assembly the previous day. She felt sorry for him really. He was short, slight of build and a total geek to the max.

Tamra was a very caring person. Though her appearance probably didn’t help. She was a babe. Five feet seven inches of pure fuck. Tits the size of melons, trim and toned limbs and a classic face of Italian descent from her mother’s side only made her more obvious.

Trying to speed up her walking without being obvious, little Kenny ran up, gasping for breath.

“Hey, thought I missed you,” he said breathlessly.

‘Yeah, thought I missed you too,’ she thought. But she smiled. “What’s up?”

“Oh, well, you know, what we talked about last night.”

“Last night?”

“When we walked home after the assembly.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, so I was wonderin’ if we can do that?”

“And just what was that again?”

“Um, er, you know,” he stammered, then leaned in.

Tamra tensed thinking the moron was gonna kiss her. But he just breathed into her ear, “A blowjob.”

“Oh, yeah,” Tamra said, nodding her head in remembrance. “So you wanna do that?”

“Gosh yeah!” Kenny practically shouted out.

“Ssshhh!” Tamra admonitioned. “If you want to you have to keep it down.”

“Oh, okay T. Whatever you say,” he said, almost squealing in glee.

“We’re almost to my house.”

They walked in silence, turned a corner and headed down a tree canopied lane. A two story house loomed up and Tamra turned.

“Here we are.”

She led him into the house. It was quiet. Her parents and older sisters and brothers were out.

‘Good,’ Tamra thought and smirked. She led little Kenny upstairs to her bedroom she shared with her sister Wendy.

“Don’t touch anything on that side of the room, that’s my sister’s stuff. She’d kill us both if anything is even moved.”

“Oh, I-I won’t touch a thing.”

“So, a blowjob. And what do I get out of it?”

“What? Well, w-what do you want?”

“Same thing.”

Kenny giggled like an adolescent girl.

“I mean some tongue around my stuff.”

“Okay,” the tiny boy said, fumbling with his belt (which he needed to hold up his ten year old sized jeans) and pulled his zipper down.

‘How the fuck did I get myself into this anyway? A mercy jerk and now I’m Mother Teresa!’ she moaned inside her head.

Out popped Kenny’s pink three incher and with eyes rolling and a deep sigh, Tamra sank to her knees and slurped in his pi