The Potion (male/futa, futa/male, voyeurism, milf, drugs)

Story by krsrb

Hi guys, as a frequent contributor to Mr. Z's Interactive story:Girlfriend's Futanari Secret, I wanted to try a stand alone short story. Here is the result. Let me know how it reads, and I hope people enjoy it. If there is enough interest I might even write further in this story line.

Futa Milf neighbor tempts a young peeping tom with a special drink.

Dustin struggled to get a good view of his voluptuous neighbor as she set up for her regularly scheduled sun bathing. The Milf next door came out to her backyard for a 30 minute sunbathing session every weekend for the last 5 summers, at very least, that’s how long Dustin has been sneaking peeks at her amazing body as she tanned on her lounge chair. This summer was different though, just last week she began to remove her top to let her huge breasts get some sun along with the rest of her body.

Mrs. Hadley was enjoying the mid August heat as she unknotted her black bikini top, letting the white ropes dangle as she slipped the top strap over her head and around her long curly black hair. Tossing the top by the pool, she picked up a bottle of sunscreen and poured a healthy amount into her hand. She spread the thick lotion along her arms and shoulders first, making a show for her not-so-subtle voyeur. Next she squeezed out a few lines of sunscreen onto her much paler E-cup breasts, gently massaging the lotion into her malleable flesh and watching it rub clear on her olive skin. She knew that she was not alone, and she liked it, even fed off of it. Mrs. Hadley often fantasized about adorable little dustin from next door, the little spy that fed her frequent masturbation sessions.

But Dustin was not so adorable anymore, as he was just over 18 and on his way to college soon. He was far from the precious little boy of 13 that began feeding Mrs. Hadley’s most desperate moments. Dustin was still cute in his naivete but undeniably sexy in his young soccer molded body, fit for hours of running and surely hours of hard fucking. Having been all but abandoned by her husband after she hit 40 some years earlier, Mrs. Hadley masturbated for hours thinking of that young body, how he could fulfill her every need, frustrated by the way Mr. Hadley refused anything more than a blowjob after work.

She loved putting on a bit of a show for her long-time viewer, her most faithful and unwitting orgasm assistant. Dustin was never as tactful as he thought while peeping on his next door neighbor, he watched for years but every time he chose to get off, he couldn’t stay quiet enough. Mrs. Hadley loved to hear her young neighbor climax while looking at her neglected body. His moans were intoxicating to the middle aged milf, and she used them as her primary masturbation material. She longed for many years to let him touch her body, to make her cum, but she knew that her secret would always scare the boy, no matter how much he had grown.

A week earlier Mrs. Hadley decided to make her fantasies come true, to make sure that Dustin would find her positively irresistible, despite her big secret. She made an uncharacteristic trip to an archaic herbalist outside of town, purchasing what was described to her as an ultra powerful aphrodisiac or a “lust potion”. She was guaranteed that whoever received such a potion would be entirely consumed by lust, for any and all around them, for at least 2 hours, so she was to be very careful about how and when it was consumed. As the label warned, “The recipient will seek sexual gratification incessantly for the duration of the potion and the vendor is not liable for any actions or experiences as a result of said potion, other than the failure to incite such reactions in said recipient.” Mrs. Hadley was banking everything on those “reactions” to bring Dustin to her on a silver platter. Going topless during her regular tanning sessions was just a bit of extra incentive to keep him interested while she figured out the best time for the two of them to be alone. Today was the day.

Dustin laid down next to his fence facing his neighbor’s backyard, peeping through a hollow knot near the bottom. He’d spent the last week thinking about Mrs. Hadley’s bare breasts, something he never thought he’d see during his “innocent” peepshows. For years he jerked it to his neighbor’s bikini clad body, glistening in the summer sun, and he thought that was all he needed. That was of course, until the week before. The difference was like night and day to Dustin, pale triangles surrounded her large light brown nipples, curvin

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