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Here's to You Mrs. Robinson

The songs of middleclass America blasted through the young buck's headphones as his iPod cycled through the greatest hits of Bruce Springsteen. The original CD had belonged to his father who had lent it to his young son so the boy could get a taste of some real music as his father had put it, but now instead of listening to learn the tired buck used the loud driving guitar line to distract him from the miseries of his summer job.

Michigan summers could at best be described as oppressively muggy, the heat of the sun alongside the moisture from Lake St. Clair often made it feel as if the air outside had turned to soup. Combined with the heat from the little two-stroke engine that powered his lawn mower, the buck was beginning to wonder if he wouldn't just shrivel up into some sort of deer jerky under the hot sun. The teen wiped the sweat from his brow, his t-shirt now thoroughly soaked and covered in bits of grass and dirt. Wiping his damp paw off on his shorts, the whitetail let the pressure off the stop bar, the little engine coming to a chugging halt.

The buck had just turned 18. Ready and eager for his freshman year of college, the teen had taken to mowing lawns around the neighborhood and taking the odd handyman job to save up at least a little money for school expenses. Currently he was working on the large parcel of land owned by a friend of his father, the wolf that owned the land was also the father to the young buck's best friend Ray. The buck and Ray had been inseparable since kindergarten, the two had even gone through Boy Scouts together under the elder wolf's leadership and watchful gaze. Ray was however, currently out of town with his father on a fishing trip which left the buck to his lonesome, or so he'd thought until a delicate paw gently came to rest on his shoulder.

"Hey John, see you've been working hard out here." The young buck turned, finding himself face to face with Ray's mother Joanne. For a wolfess in the sunset years of her youth she was what most observers would call casually beautiful. The female had lost some of the figure of her youth but her curves had never lost their power to elicit the occasional gaze from the hormonal buck.

"Oh! Hey...yeah, I guess I have Mrs. Robinson." The whitetail stuttered a bit, still getting over the initial shock of realizing he was no longer alone, the buck removed the headphones from his ears and placed them in his pocket.

"Would you like to come in for something to drink? You must be parched out here in this heat!" The wolfess' voice was warm and soft, almost motherly.

"Yeah, that'd be great, I just have a few more spots to do out here and I'll be right in." The whitetail said, stretching his arms out, that sweaty t-shirt leaving little to the imagination for anyone watching which--unbeknownst to the young buck--the elder wolfess certainly was, her eyes roaming over the cut and curve of the sinewy muscles under the teen's shirt.

"Just be sure to leave your shoes on the porch, I don't want you tracking all that grass in!" The slender female chided playfully.

"Yes ma'am!" The buck replied, pretending to tip a hat from atop his antlers, eliciting a tinkling giggle from the elder wolfess as she made her way back into the house, hips swaying almost seductively underneath her summer dress.

Pulling the stopper bar back against the handle, the buck brought the mower back to life with a roaring start. Pushing it along the last of the long grass, his mind wandering a bit to the thought of what might be under that summer dress. The young buck had been lusting after the elder wolfess since around the time his balls had dropped, the poor teen had had to hide many an awkward erection around his young wolf friend but he had always felt like the elder wolf had noticed as the man was never far away from his wife whenever the buck was around the house.

Having finished his task, the sweaty cervine finally cut the engine off and made his way inside the house, the cool blast of A/C a welcome reprieve from the outside heat.

"Mrs. Robinson, you in here?" The young deer asked into an empty kitchen.

"I'm upstairs John, I'll be down in a minute, there's some lemonade on the counter if you'd like!" The buck looked around seeing a pitcher filled to the brim with lemonade, a tall empty glass next to it. The thirsty deer helped himself, his throat dry from the work outside. Finally having sated his thirst and feeling moisture in his mouth again the young teen set the glass back on the counter.

Turning around at the sound of footsteps, his mouth immediately went dry again. The elder wolfess had changed from her summer dress into a practically see-through negligee. His body responded immediately, the thin fabric of the shorts he was wearing did little to hide his burgeoning erection.

"You thought I didn't notice all these years John? The way you look at me when my husband isn't watching." The wolfess said, letting that slim garment fall away, revealing the nude body of the alluring female. The young buck's mind went into overdrive, the tight slit that had once birthed his best friend was on full display for him now. The virgin whitetail felt his erection throb, more than just sweat now dampening his shorts. Hoisting herself onto the counter, the wolfess spread her legs, inviting the teen into her heat.

Playing out as if directly from one of his wet-dreams the young buck wasn't going to let this opportunity pass him by, getting down on his knees he buried his slender muzzle between the female's legs, inhaling the hot scent of the older woman before pressing his tongue against her folds. What he lacked in experience the whitetail made up for with enthusiasm, remembering he'd read somewhere to form the letters of the alphabet with his tongue. Each long tantalizing drag of that tongue through the wolfess' wet tight folds elicited a quiet moan from above him, warm paws wrapping around his antlers, forcing his nose in close against the female's throbbing clitoris.

With the scent of his best friend's mother flooding his nostrils, the teen was powerless to do much more than keep dragging his tongue through those silky folds, his cock twitching in his shorts, precum leaking down the inside of his thigh as the sweaty young male worked the needy female over. With a loud gasp the young stud suddenly found his muzzle being flooded by the wolfess' juices, hot and sweet smelling of the woman above him as she pushed him back by his antlers.

"G-get up here and fuck me stud." The female panted, beckoning the buck upwards. The young teen stood up, letting his shorts drop, his sweaty sheath and balls suddenly exposed to the cool air, a soft gasp leaving his lips as a thick drop of his fertile precum ran down his lengthy shaft, the young buck was certainly no slouch between his legs.

Wrapping her legs around his waist, the older the woman guided him in slowly, his rigid prick throbbing as it was engulfed by her silky heat. The young virgin moaned loudly, that wet welcoming heat erasing his virginity with each inch he sunk into the married woman splayed out on the counter before him. As his sweaty hips met the wolfess' she let out a gasp of her own, her wedding ring catching on his short slick fur as she grabbed onto him in handfuls.

"F-fuck me John, make a woman out of me again!" Groaning out at these words the teen rocked his hips, testing his first thrusts into an actual woman, her juices leaking down onto his already sweaty fur, soaking his heavy balls in her heat. Each slow drag of his cock through her tight folds brought the young buck closer to nirvana, his balls churning as his seed ached to be released into the female under him. Gasping hotly, her breath catching with each thrust, the woman egged him on, gripping him tight against her as her young lover found his rhythm.

"That's it! Harder! I want it!" The wolfess squealed in absolute pleasure as the buck began to rut her, his balls slapping against her wet lips with each rocking thrust, grunting heavily the young male buried his slender muzzle between the female's soft breasts, nipping and biting with his dull teeth, as he bucked into her over and over. Feeling his balls draw up, the teen tried to pull himself out, the realization dawning on him suddenly that a condom had never even entered the picture in the heat of the moment. Instead his hips met resistance as the woman below him tightened her hold around him with her legs.

"Inside me big boy!" She gasped out as she felt him bottom out inside her, "Show my husband who the real man is! Give me all of it!" At the heated words practically being growled into his ear the young buck gave in, his balls drawing up tight, cock throbbing inside the needy female as rope after hope rope of his young, fertile cum flooded into her rapidly.

"Ah...oh God Mrs. Robinson!" Bleating out the whitetail panted as he was thoroughly emptied of everything he had, his young balls pulsing with each throb of his cock. Panting lightly the teen collapsed atop the elder woman, feeling her pet down his back in long smooth strokes.

"Good boy, you did good," she gasped out quietly as she felt the young buck withdraw slowly from her flooded heat. The peace and calm of her afterglow was shattered suddenly by the sound of gravel crunching under heavy tires in the driveway.