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Jeremy Helps Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro	By : EJKorvette Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 6413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Jeremy Helps Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro
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Part 1
It was another Saturday at the Danville Mall. Jeremy and Candace were just hanging out doing not much of anything. Meanwhile, at the other end of the mall their moms and Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro were doing another gig for some charity or other.
Jeremy and Candace had seen a movie, and went to get rides home with their moms after it was done. Luckily the jazz trio had played their last set as Candace and Jeremy came walking up. "Jeremy," Mrs. Johnson asked, "could you be a dear and help Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro with her bass?"
"No problem, Mom." He went to pick up the big wooden instrument and carry it to Mrs. Garcia's car.
Mrs. Garcia said, "Jeremy, would you mind riding home with me and taking it inside the house for me? I'll drive you home afterwards."
"Is that okay with you Mom?"
"Sure!" Mrs. Johnson said. "Just don't have him home too late".
Jeremy gave Candace a quick kiss and said to her "Call you later!" Then he said good bye to his mom and Mrs. Flynn. He grabbed the bass and started carrying it out to the parking lot.
"I really appreciate Jeremy helping me," Mrs. Garcia said. "Jeremy is such a helpful boy".
"Yes. Yes he is" Mrs. Johnson replied.
Mrs. Garcia walked out to her car to find Jeremy waiting there with the bass. She opened the back and she helped him wrestle the large instrument into the car. She had to get really close to him to do this. She stole a quick look at his lean young body and caught a whiff of him as the wind picked up a little. Something in her stomach fluttered and she started breathing a little heavily.
"Calm down!" she told herself. "Don't get so excited - he's just a boy and your friend's son!" Mrs. Garcia took a moment, then opened the door and got behind the wheel as Jeremy slid into the shotgun seat.
"I really appreciate you helping me with this, Jeremy!" she said.
"Oh my pleasure, Mrs. Garcia," Jeremy replied, looking out of the window to see if he saw any other of his friends hanging at the mall. She stole another look at him. Fine blonde hair, pretty blue eyes, strong forearms coming out of his sleeves, firm thighs under his cargo pants . . .
Mrs. Garcia turned away just before Jeremy turned to look at her and ask, "Are you going to take me home before you get Isabella?" Candace had told him that Isabella was over playing with her brothers, helping them with another one of their "stupid projects".
"Yes, Jeremy. Actually she is having dinner over there tonight, so there really isn't a rush. Will you be doing something with Candace tonight?"
"I was going to call her when I got home, but I think we are", he answered. He turned to look out the window again. Mrs. Garcia turned to look at Jeremy again. She thought about him and Candace, how he would be putting those strong young arms around Candace's scrawny shoulders, how he would hold her close to him . . . and she imagined herself in Jeremy's arms. She imagined Jeremy holding her close, holding his blue eyes up to hers as she inhaled the scent of him, she feeling the muscles of his back and his firm little ass, she feeling him get hard against her.
"Are you okay Mrs. Garcia"? Jeremy had turned to look at her and noticed her zoning out while staring at him.
"Oh. Yes. Yes, I'm okay." Again she calmed herself. Jeremy had a concerned look on his face, but then looked out the window again.
They rode in silence for a while. Mrs. Garcia tried not to think about the teenaged boy in her car. She glanced over one more time. She tried not to think about undoing his belt, and sliding his cargo pants down past his hips, then sliding his underwear down. She tried not to think about feeling his young manhood get hard in her hands, feeling the downy blonde hair at the base of his stiffening shaft. She tried not thinking about hearing him moan with pleasure as she found the sensitive spot under the tip of his penis.
Vivian! she chided herself. Jeremy was staring at her now, wondering what was wrong with her. "Uh, you could drop me off first, and Candace and I could help you with the bass tomorrow," he said. "Uh, if you would rather do that, . . ."
"Oh. Well." Mrs. Garcia found her center again and calmed herself one more time. "Yes." Mrs. Garcia took another breath. She was very surprised to notice that her panties were feeling a bit damp; that hadn't happened to her for a very long time. "That's okay. Let's just get this thing inside, then I can take you home".
"Sure, Mrs. Garcia".
They rode in silence for a few minutes more, then she turned down her street. Just in time, too. Mrs. Garcia would be glad to get him home and out of the car. She would not have to try not to look at him then. She would not have to not think about laying Jeremy's naked butt across her lap while she spanked his ass with her hand. She would not have to not think about how his butt cheeks would feel when her palm slapped his flesh. Oh the sound it would make! How red his ass will be!
"Okay, here we are". She pulled into her driveway. She had a feeling that Jeremy would be helping her a bit more after they got the bass in the house.
Part 2
Mrs. Garcia hit the button on the garage opener then turned the car off. "Let's get that bass inside", she said, worried that she might spook Jeremy when she got close to him again to heft the big instrument. Luckily she controlled herself, but just barely. "Let's go inside and have a soda", she told him. She pushed the button to close the garage door and opened the inside door, motioning Jeremy to go inside first.
She watched his young firm legs move against his shorts as he walked in front of her. She felt herself getting damp again, thinking about Jeremy's butt getting redder and redder as she smacked her palms on it. Mrs. Garcia made the decision right then. After all, Isabella wasn't home, and she might not get another chance.
"Jeremy, I am feeling a little tired. I am going to sit in the living room chair. Could you go to the fridge and bring us some sodas?" She sat down.
"Sure, Mrs. Garcia. Be right there". She heard him open the refrigerator door, heard the cans clink, then heard the door close. "Here you are Mrs. Garcia." He brought the soda over to her.
"That's fine Jeremy. Could you put them over there and come over here?" He put them on a little table in the corner and came over to stand in front of her as she sat in the chair.
"You okay?" Jeremy asked. Mrs. Garcia became aware that she was breathing heavily again, and that Jeremy had that worried look on his face again.
"Come a little closer to me. That's it!" Jeremy was starting to look scared.
"Mrs. Garcia, I'm not really sure . . ."
"You will address me as MA'AM!" she barked. Jeremy's jaw dropped in shock and surprise. She reached up and unbuttoned his pants and started pulling his zipper down before she was aware of what she was doing. "Mrs. Garcia!"
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU?"
Jeremy started stammering. "But, but, but, . . ". By this time she had his pants just past his hips and quickly slid them down to his ankles. "Mrs. Gar, I mean Ma'am, please, . . "
"Be quiet. Speak only when I tell you to, and then say Yes, Ma'am." She smiled; she could see Jeremy's surprise and shame as he turned a deep shade of red. "Come closer".
Jeremy just stood there with his pants down around his ankles. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU?"
"Yes. Yes Ma'am." Jeremy shuffled forward. Mrs. Garcia reached out and yanked down his underpants. Jeremy turned even redder. She gasped at the sight of Jeremy's crotch, surprised to see how large he was for a fifteen-year-old boy, and how much hair he had there. She reached out to caress his balls and feel the tip of his penis. "Please, Mrs. Garcia", he whimpered.
"QUIET!" Mrs. Garcia could barely breathe; Jeremy was even more beautiful than she even imagined. "Your mother says you are a very good boy, but I don't think so. You can't even follow simple directions. I think you need to be punished!"
Jeremy was almost crying, but didn't know what to do or say. "Lie down across my lap so I can give you a proper spanking." Jeremy looked at her like he couldn't understand English. "NOW I SAID!"
"Yes, uh, yes ma'am," he mumbled and lay across her thighs. Mrs. Garcia pulled his shirts up so she had him practically naked there. She stroked his skin on his back from just under his shoulder blades, down to the small of his back, caressing his shapely butt cheeks. She gently pressed his anus with a finger, and enjoyed feeling Jeremy shiver. She continued down the back of his thighs to behind his knees, feeling the downy hair on his legs.
"Yes, you have been bad. Yes. Yes you have." She could barely speak. She cupped his left buttock again. Then she put her hand up, and brought it down hard on that butt cheek. SLAP! She liked how loud it sounded inside the living room. She liked seeing the imprint of her hand in red on the skin of his ass, and seeing it slowly fade away. She liked how Jeremy jumped a little from the impact and the pain.
She started spanking Jeremy's ass harder and faster. SMACK! SMACK! She felt a jolt of energy each time she felt her hand strike Jeremy's little shapely ass. Finally though she stopped as the initial adrenaline rush of violating Jeremy's safe zone wore off.
She could feel Jeremy relax a little as he said, "Are you finished with me?" SMACK! "Uh, Ma'am?"
"We haven't even gotten started yet", Mrs. Garcia breathed. She had gotten only a taste of what she needed. "Now. Stand up." Jeremy struggled to his feet, and started to reach for the underwear and pants puddled around his ankles. "NO!" she said. "I SAID, we haven't even started yet. Now pull off your shirts, and take off your shoes and socks, and step out of your pants." Jeremy did as he was told, and stood there naked before the woman. Jeremy tried to put his hands over his crotch. "NO! Hands down! I want to look at your young cock." Mrs. Garcia saw him realize that he was standing there bare-assed before her, and looked even more embarrassed than before, as if that were possible.

Part 3
She looked at Jeremy from top to bottom. "Turn around so I can see your ass", she ordered. When he just stood there staring at her she repeated, "TURN AROUND!"
"Uh, yes ma'am."
"Your little friend is lucky to have a boy as pretty as you are. I bet she doesn't appreciate what she has. I bet she hasn't enjoyed what she has." She let Jeremy stand there a moment, enjoying his embarrassment. "Okay, turn around and listen to me". He turned to face her again.
"You are going to find out when you get older that people have many ways to have fun with each other." She looked at his face, then continued. "What I just did to you, you are now going to do to me." She enjoyed seeing the bewildered look on his face. "But first, you are going to take off all of my clothes. One piece at a time. Slowly. Have you ever seen a naked woman before?"
Jeremy gulped. "Uh, no ma'am."
"What about your little redhead? Have you ever done anything more than just kiss and hold her?" Jeremy looked shocked. "Uh, no ma'am! We both just enjoy holding and kissing each other. We're too scared to do anything else."
Mrs. Garcia thought for a second and asked, "Well have you ever thought about it? Pulling that skirt up, pulling her panties down, seeing how much red hair she has down there?"
She saw Jeremy start to shake his head no, as his dick started to stiffen and rise. "Your head says one thing but your body says another! Typical male!" At that he went limp again. "Well now you are going to find out what a real woman looks like." Jeremy gulped again. "And smells like."
"And tastes like." She took off her outer shirt. "There, I helped you a bit. But now you do everything else. Start with my sandals. Each time something comes off you caress me, both sides." Jeremy started forward. "Excuse me?" she asked.
"Uh, yes ma'am." He came forward. She liked the way his dick waggled back and forth as he walked.
He bent down and undid her sandals, then took them off. He started to stand up, but Mrs. Garcia said, "Aren't you forgetting something?"
"Uh, oh, no Ma'am. I mean, yes Ma'am." Jeremy struggled for a second, then remembered. Mrs. Garcia thrilled to the touch of his hands as he massaged her bare feet. Then he stood up and looked at her.
"Oh, you don't know what to take off next. Here I will help you." She stood up. "Come closer. Don't be afraid to get close to me. You are going to be very close to me!" Jeremy moved forward. "Take off the shirt next".
He grasped the hem of her shirt in both hands. She raised her arms over her head and lowered herself so Jeremy could pull it over her head and away. She stood up again. This time Jeremy remembered and started to touch her exposed skin. Mrs. Garcia had a few extra pounds on her, so she had a nice round belly for Jeremy to feel. Jeremy's hands felt the curve on her body as his hands moved up. He scrupulously avoided the full breasts straining against her bra though and went straight to her shoulders.
"Jeremy, " she said to him. "You are standing here in my living room with your dick swinging back and forth and my handprints on your ass. This is not the time to be shy."
Amazingly Jeremy blushed again, mumbled "Yes, ma'am", then put his hands on the bra-encased breasts, feeling the hardened nipples inside.
A thrill of pleasure went through her. "You can move your hands around!" Jeremy started actively caressing them, feeling their fullness and roundness. "Kiss them!" she ordered. He put his mouth to the bare cleavage showing above the bra. She started moaning. "Ohhh, yes, yes." Then she calmed herself down yet again. She wanted this moment to last. "Okay, time for the pants". She stood up again.
Jeremy looked up at her, then went to her pants. He fumbled with the button, then found the zipper and slid it down. He tried to yank the pants down, but they wouldn't slide over her generous hips. "Gently", she told him. She took his hands in hers, put them on either side, and together they slipped her pants down to her ankles. She stepped out of them.
She saw Jeremy look at her full hips, thighs, and calves. She saw his young unit start to stir and stiffen. "I see you like my legs. Now look at my ass." She turned around. "Nice, eh? Don't think your little friend will ever have curves like this!" She turned back around. "You are still more naked than I am. Come here and take off my bra." She turned around for him.
She felt Jeremy fumbling with the clasps on her back. She remembered that this was his first time unhooking a bra. "Do them one at a time. Start with the top one. Don't worry - in a few years you will be doing this in the dark with one hand".
Jeremy took his time, and finally undid the bottom clasp. "Now slide the shoulder straps down." He did as instructed. She pulled the bra away from her, flung it aside, and turned around.
She saw Jeremy's eyes go wide as he caught sight of her breasts. Not only was Mrs. Garcia was well-endowed, her few extra pounds added a plumpness that made them even rounder and shapelier. Because of her dark coloring she had exotic large dark areolae. She got a rush of excitement watching Jeremy enjoy seeing his first pair of breasts. "This is what real breasts look like. Come here and find out what they feel like."
Jeremy's hands went up to her bare breasts and started caressing the hard nipples and supple curves. She started breathing faster. She felt more wetness between her thighs. She noticed that Jeremy had started getting hard again. She figured he had forgotten all about being ashamed of his nakedness and embarrassed at being spanked. "OW! Not so rough!" she scolded.
"Uh, Sorry, Ma'am!" he said.
"One last thing, these panties. Gently, and slowly." She could see that Jeremy's natural male instincts were starting to take over. "Don't rush; take your time." He put both hands on the fabric of her panties under her belly. "No, from the sides." He did as asked and slowly drew the panties down around her wide hips and down to her ankles.
She stepped out of them, standing there totally nude in front of Jeremy as he looked at her. "Before you put those panties down, feel the crotch". He felt it, surprised at how wet it was. "Now put your nose in there and smell it". He did so. She watched as he was simultaneously amazed, attracted, and repulsed by the heady musky scent of her. "That's what a real woman smells like when she is aroused. And you got me aroused."
She saw Jeremy take in her glorious dark full bush. "That is what a real woman looks like. Now come see what a real woman tastes like. But first I have to get a few things."
Part 4
She could feel Jeremy's eyes on her as she took her dark naked body up the stairs. She got the few things from upstairs then came back down. She got hot watching Jeremy watch her breasts bounce as she came down the stairs.
She threw the towel she brought over the chair, sat down, and spread her thighs apart. "Come over here", she said.
"Yes, ma'am." He came to her. "
"Now kneel down and put your face in my crotch."
"Ma'am?"
"You heard me. Just put your face right in there". He did so. Mrs. Garcia felt his hot breath on her crotch. "Now, use your tongue. That's right, put your tongue on me and in me." She felt his tongue tentatively flit about her. "Don't be afraid, you won't break it". He licked with a little more conviction, and she started to gasp and moan. Jeremy stopped; she could tell he was concerned. "Don't worry - the more noise I make, the better it is. You want to find the little fleshy part in there and give it some attention, but not all of the attention."
She felt his tongue wander and explore. He found what she wanted, and figured out what to do to keep her moaning. And moaning. AND MOANING. She grabbed the back of his head and mashed it into her crotch. "Keep licking!" she ordered, gasping between moans. "YES! YES!" "Jeremy faltered again. "Keep licking!" More gasps. She hadn't felt the thrill of a tongue on her in years! Finally it all built up and she screamed "OHohohohoh" while Jeremy struggled to breathe, his face held under a crotchful of her gush.
After a few seconds she started to breathe normally and released her hold on Jeremy's head. He caught his own breath, and slowly stood up. "Mrs. Garcia, are you okay?" He had never heard a woman climax before.
"Oh, Jeremy. Yes, yes I am. Very okay. Oh . . ." She smiled at him. "WOW, pretty good for your first time. But we're not done yet. I said you are going to do to me, what I did to you. In a minute or two." She still was light-headed from her bone-shaking orgasm of a few minutes before. She waited a minute more. "Okay, you sit down." She stood up and moved aside for Jeremy so he could sit down. She noticed that he wasn't hard anymore, probably from concentrating so much on breathing while using his tongue on her. She knew he would be hard again soon.
"Now I am going to lie across your lap, and you are going to smack my ass 'til I say STOP!"
"Yes, ma'am," Jeremy replied, but she could tell he wasn't really sure about the idea.
Mrs. Garcia carefully placed herself across Jeremy's lap, her big round shapely ass sticking up. She knew how much fun it was making a nice butt like hers all rosy red. "Now slap my ass hard," she ordered. Jeremy brought his hand down. slap
"Come on, Jeremy! Put some oomph in it, don't worry, I don't think you are going to break this big butt of mine!" He brought his hand down again. Slap! "Harder!" SLap "HARDER!" SLAP "HARDER!" SLAP SLAP SLAP "Ow! not so fast! Let me feel each blow"!
"Yes, ma'am!" He soon fell into a rhythm. She knew herself how satisfying it was to make the air ring with the sounds of a nice big ass being spanked, a nice big fleshy rear end (especially one as fleshy as hers) getting red from a good hand smacking. She winced each time Jeremy's hand slammed into her, savoring the pain. Finally it got to be too much, and she yelled "Stop!"
Jeremy must not have heard her. "STOP!" She yelled again. Finally he heard her and stopped. "Okay, give me another minute," she said. Jeremy got up. Mrs. Garcia was pleased to see that he was hard again.
"Jeremy, I bet you would like to do something about that." Jeremy wondered for a minute, then realized she was talking about his erection, got embarrassed again, and went limp. "Don't worry Jeremy, " she said, "after all the pleasure you have given me today, I am going to give you some. But I am going to let your little friend take your virginity, and also let her give you your first blow job." She stood up, and spread the bed sheet she took from upstairs on the living room floor. "If you are like the men I used to know, and I think you are, you like my big shapely round fleshy butt."
"Yes, ma'am!" Jeremy said.
She tossed him the bottle of lube she brought from upstairs. "I am going to lie down on the floor there, you are going to squirt lube on my ass crack, and you are going to rub ON my butt (but not IN it, you can do that to your little friend eventually) while you reach around and play with my nipples. Then you are going to spurt all over me!"
Jeremy looked unsure. "Don't worry, when you see me lying down on the floor, with my thighs and butt, and you lie on top of me, and feel your skin against mine, you'll come."
"Okay, Mrs. Garcia. I mean, Yes, ma'am". She lay on the floor.
"Now the lube". Jeremy uncapped the tube, squirted it between her butt cheeks and a little on her back. "OOH, it's cold! Now get on me".
Jeremy slowly lowered himself to her. She felt him on her. "Now move yourself up a little". She felt him get hard between her thighs. Then she felt his hard dick rubbing against her ass. Then she felt his hard dick between her butt cheeks, moving back and forth.
"Oh, oh, OH, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jeremy shouted. She felt a sudden warmth on her back, and she felt Jeremy relax against her body. They lay there like that for a few minutes.
Jeremy slowly got up. "Sorry, ma'am, it happened so suddenly, I couldn't help it," he started to explain.
She turned over and sat up. "That's okay, Jeremy. That's okay, I understand. After all we've done today I'm surprised you lasted as long as you did! Okay now take that towel, clean me up, gather up your clothes, and go upstairs and take a quick shower. After you get out I'll get in, and then we'll take you home."
Jeremy headed up the stairs. "I'll put these sodas back in the fridge. When you come down get yourself a cold one."
"Yes, ma'am!" he replied.
"Oh and Jeremy, you can go back to calling me Mrs. Garcia, especially once we get you home."
"Yes ma', I mean, Mrs. Garcia."
A little while later they were in the car on their way to drop Jeremy off. "I hope you had fun today Jeremy, I certainly did, " she asked. "If anyone asks why it took so long, just say we had car trouble on the way back. Don't be too quick to try anything we did on Candace though. It might be a few years before she's ready."
"I understand, Mrs. Garcia. I realize most people wouldn't understand what we did, so I won't talk about it. You were really scaring me for a while, but then I enjoyed it all."
She smiled at him.
They rode in silence until they pulled into Jeremy's driveway. Just before he got out of the car though, he turned to Mrs. Garcia, smiled, and asked, "Will you need any help tomorrow?"
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