I pulled into the guest parking spot in the townhouse development, missing a
tarp-covered motorcycle by inches. Tonight I was going to take Wanda out to
dinner, then either get a room and fuck her, or park somewhere and let her
gobble my rod until I spooged on her uvula. The latter alternative was the less
costly, for this reason I favored it somewhat. As I approached her residence, I
noticed that Wanda's designated space was empty. This was not good . . . I
wondered what was up because I had known Wanda for a while and she KNEW better
than to ever keep me waiting. She was supposed to be ready to go out, and it
looked as if she was not even home. I knocked at the door of her townhouse. A
brief silence, then the thump of feet. The door opened to the extent of the
fastened security chain, and Leigh peered out at me. Leigh was Wanda's sixteen
year old daughter. "Hi Leigh, is your mom home?" I enquired. "Hi Bobby! No, she
had to go to a meeting . . she only found out today. It's in Maryland. She wont
be home until 6:30" Leigh was extremely cute. Of course, she was a cheerleader!
Had she grown her hair long, she would have exactly resembled Susan Dey, with
her tiny nose and pouting lips. Jailbait without a doubt, but it would have been
impossible for any man to fail to notice what a piece Wanda's daughter was. She
was wearing a sort of baby doll nightgown composed of some translucent fabric.
It was voluminous and draped past her knees, yet because of the lamp behind her
I was tantalized by the outline of her panties. I silently blessed my sunglasses
as I stared. Oh my god, no bra, her nipples were large and prominent as her
mothers! "Mom said she was real sorry and she hoped you will wait here for her
until she gets here" Leigh ran upstairs, and I sat down upon the couch in the
living room. I shut my eyes and nearly was dozing when I heard her come down the
stairs once again. She was holding a spiral bound notebook. "I can't figure out
how to do this problem, could you help me?" Leigh did not wait for me to answer
but sat down next to me. I took the book from her and studied the problem she
had copied. I was grateful to have the algebra to concentrate on, because Leigh
was sitting MUCH closer than necessary beside me on the couch. I was pleased to
explain the problem to her. I borrowed her pencil and ran through a couple of
examples, showing her how to break it down into steps. "I broke up with Bruce
yesterday." she stated, for no reason. "Err umm yeah, that sucks about your
boyfriend . . . hey, what do you think you are doing, cut it out!" She was
shoving her body sideways against me so hard that I found myself returning the
pressure merely to keep from being pushed prone on the couch with her on top! "I
watched you and Mom!" she whined. Her chest was heaving as her stiff nipples
poked at my arm through the fabric of her gown. "Leigh!" I realized that she
must have meant the last time I had sex with Wanda in the house. Wanda and I had
come home late from a movie one evening last month. I thought back to that
night. Wanda had been sure that Leigh was asleep upstairs in her room. We had
gone down into the basement and I had bent Wanda over the couch next to the
washer and dryer. Before that, as she was sucking me, she begged me to come in
her mouth, but I was in the mood for pussy that night. As I made her assume the
position and got ready to mount her, she started whining for me to put on a
condom, it was not a good time of month for her to be unprotected, she would
have gone on I am sure had I not taken her at that instant, penetrating her
completely with one forceful push. As I began stroking my big cock in and out,
she caught her breath and began to moan. The front of my thighs smacked against
her soft ass as I joined my body to hers. I ran my fingers up her spine and she
arched her back, pressing upon my cock as it stretched her pussy. Then she
started to cum, she was making these heartrending sounds, as though she was
crying . . . she always did that. It is weird how women all act differently when
they cum. I was so turned on, as I ravished her with my long stiff pole, that I
decided to cum inside her anyway. Straight away I began short stroking her,
driving the big head of my cock repeatedly against her defenseless womb. I
leaned far over her then, put my lips to her ear and began to whisper to her how
I was going to fill her full of my hot come and plant a baby in her. She tried
to buck and squirm out from under me, but it was no use. I grabbed her hair and
forced her head back, then as I sucked and chewed on the soft flesh where her
neck and shoulder joined, I climaxed within her. I ejaculated for what seemed
forever. After I withdrew, I let her up and made her lick my penis clean. She
was very meek and submissive, much more so than usual, clinging to me as I made
ready to leave. Leigh must have scampered back upstairs before we came out of
the basement. Oh shit, I thought, as I replayed in my mind what I had done to
her mother that night and thought of Leigh crouching on the steps, watching
everything! "I was playing with myself while I watched you and Mom, please, I
want you do it to me too Bobby please!" Yow! I didn't mind LOOKING at what she
was SHOWING, but it is called "jailbait" for a very good reason! My mouth was
completely dry. I needed a beer! Not a beer in the house either, Wanda did not
drink. I flashed upon a beer commercial of yore: You only go around once in life
. . . you gotta grab for all the gusto you can! Besides, she needs to learn a
lesson, maybe I could just scare her a little bit. I tossed the notebook on the
coffee table. I took Leigh into my arms, and then I kissed her quite forcefully.
Instead of a scared little girl suddenly realizing that she had just bitten off
more than she could chew, I was holding a woman that kissed me back. Her saliva
flooded my mouth as our lips sealed together. I savored her sweet taste! My hand
stole beneath her nightie, and she wriggled in my arms as it slid up her back. I
felt her young body trembling with excitement. I pressed up into her armpit with
my thumb and rotated my hand around that axis, my fingers brushing her shoulder
blade at the top, and giving the underside of her breast a brief tickle at the
bottom of their arc. My lips were on hers all the while, alternately kissing her
lightly, and then clamping my mouth upon hers, exploring its interior with my
tongue. Growling sub vocally, I cupped her left breast in my hand, my fingers
spread to encompass her firm tit. I twisted and pinched her nipple then, at the
same time, I bit down upon her lower lip . . . this was actually painful, but
despite her young age Leigh was a woman, and a woman in the state that I had her
in then will not feel such usage as pain, but instead as pure stimulation. I
held her against me. I could feel her heart pounding and she was breathing
heavily. She looked up at me, her eyes sought mine. Her hand was upon my lap,
and I nearly choked as I felt her grasp my hard cock, at that time forming a
prominent ridge down the inside of my pants leg. "Let me suck you Bobby, oh God
I want you so bad!" This was really going too far! What if I got busted for
statutory rape, and sent to prison? It would fuck up my life! I must stop this
now! Besides, young girls don't know how to suck cock anyway. But Leigh's hands
were busily at work, and before I could protest, she had unzipped my fly and
freed my erection from confinement. "MMMMmmmm", she moaned, as she wrapped her
lips around my dick and began to bob her head up and down. It felt incredible as
she sucked my penis, then began to play with my balls, hefting their weight in
her small hand, gently kneading and pulling on my sack. Ok, MOST young girls do
not know how to suck cock, I corrected myself. Her other hand was busy between
her own legs as she knelt in front of the sofa before me. The tension in my
groin mounted as Leigh worked on me with her soft, warm mouth. My hands became
entangled in her hair, I played with her ears and rested my fingers on her
cheeks. I traced the line of her jaw, felt its gentle chewing motion as she
suckled me. She was throating me before long, and I could feel warm drips of her
saliva trickling through the hair at the base of my cock. I marveled at how
Leigh knew how to suck a man off more skillfully than her mother! After several
minutes, my cock was jumping of its own volition and I felt a familiar,
wonderful tickling sensation indicating to me that I would shortly climax. "Ummmm,
Leigh, darling . . . hmmmm . . . babe, I am going to come in about five seconds
if you keep doing that . . . argh JEEZUS!" She had begun sucking with all her
might upon my dick head, while pumping her fist up and down my shaft. I ground
my teeth and squinted my eyes as my facial features assumed their orgasm
configuration. All at once, she stopped. The air of the room felt cool upon my
cock as her mouth relinquished it. I groaned in momentary frustration as my cock
twitched all alone, sticking straight up. Leigh rose from her kneeling position
and jumped upon my lap. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs straddled
my waist. My erection was squeezed between us as she squirmed upon my lap. She
nuzzled her face on my neck and humped against my steel-like boner. I could feel
the heat radiating from her. "I want you to make love to me Bobby! It is all I
can think about, since I watched Mom and you together . . . please, put it in
me!" "God, Leigh, you don't know what you are saying . . . I should never even
have let it go this far, both of US know that you are a woman but the law does
not see it that way, I could go to prison forever!" "Oh I would never tell
ANYONE, I swear, please!" She was grinding her crotch against my thigh, posting
up and down in a lewd parody of "bouncy bouncy horsey". She enclosed the end of
my penis within her fingers and began tugging at it. I felt my inhibitions being
swept away. I NEEDED to fuck this hot, young bitch! Using both hands, I grasped
the hem of her nightie and pulled up, bunching the material at her hips and
exposing her panties. These I disposed of hastily, yanking them down over her
thighs, slipping them over her calves. She kicked her little feet to assist me
as I removed them completely and stuffed them into my pocket. I was confronted
by one of the sweetest looking pussies I had ever seen. Her mound was covered
with light brown hair that could not conceal the puffy lips of her vagina,
swollen and glistening with moisture. I stepped from my shoes, and did a rapid
dance to remove my pants. Reaching underneath her, I cupped her ripe ass cheeks
in my hands and pulled towards me, scooted her naked butt to the edge of the
couch. "Are you sure you want this Leigh?" I rubbed the head of my swollen dick
against her hot cunt, pressing enough to separate her inner lips but going no
further. I slowly rubbed it up and down, and she could not reply, the noises she
was making were not intelligible as words. I took it as a "yes". Then another
thought occurred to me. I ceased teasing her pussy momentarily, and her eyes
opened. She writhed in disappointment, but I had her attention. "Uhhhh, Leigh .
. . are you a virgin?" "Yeah, kind of." "What do you mean, 'kind of'?" "Well, I
kind of did 'it' with Bruce one time . . . it only lasted a couple of seconds.
He is a boy, I want a MAN to make love to me. Oh God, you are HUGE compared to
him . . . " Cradling her right thigh in my left hand, I lifted her leg, bending
it at the knee and hip and opening up her cunt to me. I pressed forward and the
head of my cock slipped into her. She gasped and tried to squirm away, but I
leaned my weight upon her. I felt a slight resistance as more of my stiff meat
surged into her tight little cunt, I began humping against her, working it
deeper and deeper into her belly. I knew I was where Bruce never got to as I
felt my dick hit bottom inside of her. "Ahhh!" Leigh cried out at the unfamiliar
feeling of pressure caused by the penetration of my goodly pork sword, pushed
deep into her vitals. I grabbed the cheeks of her ass and ground against her,
twisting and flexing my dick inside of her cunt channel. She began to sob, just
like her momma, and I knew she was starting to cum. As a rule I get to fuck a
woman while she cums numerous times before I discharge my load, but Leigh had
already had me at the edge with her mouth before I started fucking her.
Nevertheless, I started to thrust into her, going shallow so that the hot tight
entrance to her pussy massaged the head and underside of my dick. Leigh seemed
to be in a state of continuous orgasm. Every so often I drove all the way inside
her for a few strokes, this set off a fresh round of sobbing each time. I was
teasing her. I would long-dick her a few times and get that pussy working, then
hold her body still with my bone shoved far up in her, and feel her squeeze it
when she came. It was while I was poking her deep like that and feeling her cunt
clamp down on me, that *I* suddenly came! Because it took me by surprise, it was
very intense. I felt myself pumping hot come inside her and she did as well,
because she gave me a look like she had just died and gone to heaven. Once I
started it seemed I would never stop. I shot so much cum up in her that the last
squirts brought up no more, I had emptied my entire store of sperm into her
hungry little cunt. The sensation was excruciating as I withdrew my prick from
her vagina. I saw my dick actually stretch because she was clamping down on the
head of it! I grabbed my pecker shaft and yanked, and it popped free. A white
string of goo connected us for a second, then dripped back between her gaping,
red pussy lips. I looked at Leigh and she was smiling at me! Inwardly I was
cursing my foolishness for just having inseminated a sixteen year old girl, and
she was looking up at me like the cat that stolen the cream. In a way, she had.
I don't believe that I still went out with Wanda that night. We did not fuck,
but she did not mind, she was clinging to me all night like a leech. I didn't
mind just holding her, it is emotionally satisfying to me hold a good looking
woman in my arms. It was as I comforted her thus that she produced from within
her purse a small object. It was of molded plastic, and before she spoke, I
recognized what it was. The ubiquity of television commercials! Wanda was
knocked up! Now both Wanda *and* Leigh are pregnant. I do not know how they
worked it out, sometimes I even think they planned it, but I like it! Wanda is
due a month before Leigh. They are always inviting me over for dinner. I confess
that sometimes I accept, really, once or twice a week. Somehow I always end up
spending the night. There is something about the rounded contours of a pregnant
woman. It is ineffably pleasant sharing a bed, sandwiched between them, their
naked, bulging pregnant bellies pressing against me from either side. It is
hilarious to the two women when my unborn bastards kick me from within their
bodies as they squeeze me between them. They take turns sucking and fucking me,
but I told them, no fucking after the eighth month. Always been my rule. My
other women are starting to wonder why I am not stopping off to throw them a
fuck as often anymore. It is fortunate for me that all of the ones that I have
children by would never skin me in court, they know that would mean the end of
my sleeping with them, and they would rather die! All men have similar problems,
I am certain. To carry on the best one can, and bear up under the burdens
imposed by life is the fate of all. I dread going to the government center and
signing those acknowledgements of paternity . . . the women in the office there
know my face by now, and give me dirty looks. END
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