She lied about her age

Natasha was the perfect girl, I’d only spoke to her online, but when I arranged to meet her she wasn’t who I was expecting at all. “You’re not 12!”

I was chatting to a girl online who turned out not to be who I thought she was.

I’m 12 years old and I had been chatting to a girl called Natasha who I thought was also 12, we had been talking for months and finally decided to meet up in town one weekend after her hockey game, I was so excited to finally meet her, we were going to go bowling and watch a movie together, I wore my best clothes and I went in to town to meet her at our prearrange time and place.

She was late and I started to think she wasn’t going to show up, then then this woman came over to me, she was probably in her 30’s or something, she was a grown-up but looked young, if you know what I mean, I was sitting on a wall, “Are you Luke?” she asked me, “Yeah?” I replied, confused why this strange woman was talking to me and how she knew my name.

“Hi…” she said, shaking my hand and introducing herself, “…I’m Natasha’s mom.” She said.

“Oh. Hi. Where’s Natasha?” I asked.

“Her hockey game started late so she wasn’t able to make. She sent me to meet you so you wouldn’t think she stood you up or something.” She replied.

I was a bit disappointed that she wasn’t coming, “Oh – Okay. Thanks.” I said, then I got up to head for my bus home, the woman stopped me in my tracks, “But she asked me to come and get you. Take you back to our house so you can spend time together when she gets home.” She said.

I wasn’t too sure at first, I instantly remembered my parents and school telling us about stranger danger and stuff, but then again she knew my name and where I was, and she did look a bit like Natasha so she must be Natasha’s mom, “What about bowling and the movies?” I asked.

“Oh don’t worry. We have cable, you can spend time together at our house and watch a movie on our TV. It’ll be fun.” She replied, smiling at me, “I’ll drive you home afterwards.” She added.

“Okay. Sure.” I replied.

We headed off to where she parked her car then she drove me to their house, we talked a bit in the car and she complimented me on how handsome I looked, she seemed to know a lot about me, even knew stuff I told Natasha in confidence, I was suspicious but thought nothing else of it, I was just excited to be meeting my virtual girlfriend for real.

We got to the house and she showed me around and gave me a cola drink, “So – what time is Natasha getting home?” I asked, her mom was nice and all but I didn’t have much to say to a grown-up and conversation was a bit boring.

“Soon.” She replied, sounding very vague.

“Can I please use your bathroom?” I asked, feeling the cola trying to burst out of my bladder.

The bathroom was upstairs and after she told me where it was I rushed up and relieved myself, when I came out of the bathroom she was waiting outside the door on the landing, I quickly pulled up my zipper, I stood in silence for a moment, “Let me show you the TV.” She said, she held my hand and walked me in to the bedroom.
There was a big double bed, wardrobe, drawers and a huge TV at least 55 inches, it was clearly and adults bedroom, and then I suddenly realised there was only one bedroom in the house, “Where’s Natasha’s room?” I asked.

“This is it.” She replied, walking over and sitting on the side of the bed.

“You both share a room?” I asked.

She stood up and walked back towards me, she put her arm out over my shoulder and closed the door, then took hold of both my hands and lead me to the bed, “No, silly.” She said with a chuckle, then she sat me down and brushed her fingers through my hair, “I’m Natasha.” She said, then she leaned in and kissed me right on the lips.

I pulled off and walked backwards away from her, “What – what do you mean?!?” I asked, this didn’t make any sense.

“It’s me. I’m Natasha. I’m the one you’ve been talking too for months.” She replied.

“No. You can’t be. I’ve seen a photo, you’re not her.” I said.

“The photo was of me. It’s an old photo from when I was younger, but it’s still me.” She replied.

I tried opening the door but she must have locked it without me noticing, “I want to go home now.” I said.

She got off the bed and began taking her clothes off, “No you don’t.” she said, removing her top and dropping her skirt to the floor, she stepped out of her skirt and walked towards me slowly in her black lace underwear, big boobs and smoking hot body, but I was still scared.

“I do. I want to go home.” I said, my heart was racing.

“No you don’t. You came here to fuck me didn’t you?” she asked, I shook my head at her, “Well, that’s not what you said last night when we were talking. You said you wanted to kiss me and feel my boobs.” She said.

She was right, I did say those things but I thought I was talking to a 12 year old, not a grown woman, she approached me and I was pinned with my back against the bedroom door, frozen, I didn’t know what to do as she pressed her boobs in to my face and began to rub my crotch.

“We can still do all those things. I really like you, Luke.” She said, then she swept me up in to her arms, obviously I was a lot shorter than her, and she carried me back over to the bed and laid me down on it, then she slowly removed my jeans and my t-shirt, I was paralyzed, but not with fear, it was more just nerves and confusion.

“Ungh!” I gasped, when she slid her cold hand down my boxer shorts and fondled my cock and balls, she kissed me all over my chest and my stomach, she licked the inside of my belly button while sliding my boxer shorts off my legs, I was amazed at how big my cock had gotten, it was rock hard and very long, she used the tip of her tongue to pull my cock in to her warm mouth and she sucked it.

“Ooh god.” I uttered, this woman was clearly a paedophile and currently raping me, but it felt so fucking good, she sucked on my cock forcing it deep down her throat until I came.

Then just as I thought it was all over, she sat up and removed her underwear and placed my hands on her boobs and her hot wet pussy, she straddled me and cock hard again and then she straddled me and lowered herself down on to my rock hard shaft, I watched as her pussy swallowed my cock, “Ooh god.” I uttered again, “Wow.” I said.

She rode me furiously, at times it hurt really bad because she was slamming herself down on me hard, I called out “Mommy!” a couple of times for some reason, which she seemed to like, “Yeah, call me mommy, baby.” She said.

I spent the entire afternoon locked in her bedroom, pinned to her bed, while she used my cock over and over again, using me as her little sex toy, she give me a tit wank and made me fuck her up the ass twice, my balls had shrivelled up because she had completely drained them of spunk and the tip of my cock was a vibrant shade of red and feeling very sore.

Despite her being a pervert, telling lies about how old she was, and raping my balls off, it was the greatest day of my life and we continued to meet up regularly afterwards and go back to her house so she could use me as her love machine.

I surrendered my preteen body to her and allowed her to continue to abuse me for her own perverted desires, and lets face it it’s every boys dream come true.

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