Toy Boy Behaviour
by Mrs Dales Bedtime Stories
Copyright© 2026 by Mrs Dales Bedtime Stories
Coming of Age Story: May I share something personal with you Mrs Dale? With my son’s passage through adolescence, I found our relationship altered. Suddenly there’s a young man about the house, if you see what I mean? Well not quite a man that's true,-still a boy really- but something to toy with; a sort of toy boy? It can be unsettling at first but handled carefully, I found he could be very gratifying given the correct guidence at bedtime.
Caution: This Coming of Age Story contains strong sexual content, including Lesbian Fiction Slut Wife Incest FemaleDom Masturbation Pegging Voyeurism .
Within a few hours, my friendship with Iris was bordering, on that of being lovers! But after such an eventful day, Iris was very understanding when I retired to my room early, saying she’d get Guy to join me later?
It was only then I realised how little I had seen of Guy on this first day at the manor; and now I looked forward being alone with him; because I needed him.
I closed the door and organised myself for a lazy shower before having an early night in the cosy bed which now looked so inviting. As I showered, phrases from the day I’d spent with Iris played through my mind; her soft mellow voice gentle on my ear...
May I share something personal with you Mrs Dale? With my son’s passage through adolescence, I found our relationship altered. Suddenly there’s a young man about the house, if you see what I mean? Well ... still a boy of sorts; but one worth toying with at bedtime?
Unsettling for them at first; but handled carefully, they can prove to be very gratifying when given the correct motivation?
My, you have got a fine young buck on your hands Margot.” I can see why you had trouble holding him back.”...
“I’m not sure I’ll even try after what I’ve learnt from you Iris.”
“That’s the spirit Margot; take all he’s got girl!”
“Margot, I will not even tell you some of the evil thoughts I’ve had when alone with my horse in the stable! Have you ever seen a horse with a hard-on? It’s a real turn on!
( ... but Iris! that’s really didgusting Iris?)
But what’s a girl to do with her pent-up urges? ... then to complicate matters we get the needs of a growing boy ... don’t we Margot?...
It’s OK Margot, I do know how boys can get out of hand at home ... Guy’s got himself into a passion over you; hasn’t he!”
“When Ralph began noticing me like that it felt wonderful Margot. I felt young and sexual again and I once more dressed to look appealing. And the more Ralph matured the easier it became to arouse him.
“I was a real bitch to my boy Margot. I was cock-teasing him remorselessly. A boy’s toy is so gorgeous at that age...” ~ ~ ~ ~
I’d spent a while under the shower while her words, shampoo- suds and suggestions swirlled through my fingers and hair like a lustful sermon from Satan.
After towelling off my swollen breast and pussy, I pulled on a roomy bed wrap and climbed into the comfy old bed, my head sinking luxuriously into the large puffy pillow.
Within moments my mind went drifting back to that day when Guy and I were in our kitchen and he had ventured to me; ~ ~ ~
“Do you think I’m more mature looking now than a year ago Margot?”
I’d studied him with a smile and I realised he was now as tall as me. I tried to blank out his large cock and the silky fluid I’d swallowed yesterday while both on my bed!
“Well, yes Guy, you really have matured. And grown too! The girls are going to adore you!” I laughed and held out my arms for a cuddle and he came and embraced me.
“I’ve missed you so Margot and your far more attractive than those town-girls,” he said quietly by my ear.
Then he’d kissed me rather warmly on the neck. His hands had ran seductively over my arms as he began whispering to me as a lover.
“Look Margot ... what happened between us yesterday ... it was pure fete ... I’ve longed for something to happen ... just as I’ve longed to hold you like this.”
I’d shivered with excitement!
His hands were caressing my waist and now my breast! My pussy was creaming!
“Guy!” I went to pull away but his arms held me effortlessly to him.
“Oh, I’ve wanted you ever since Father left.” he whispered thickly.
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