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“Breaking Chloe in”

“Breaking Chloe in”
Copyright of Dark Matter
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Chloe’s eyes welled up with tears as a salami-sized penis slowly pushed inside her vagina. Most 15 year old girls were fast asleep, or fantasizing about kissing their imaginary prince charming. Instead, Chloe was having forced sex with her mother’s boyfriend.
It was only the second time that the 40 year old prison guard had skewered her lamb meat. His physical presence completely dominated the girl. Chloe stood at 4ft 11in, with a girlish pear-shaped figure. The perpetrator was 6ft tall, with tattoos and rugged male features.
Chloe’s muscle tube clamped down on the prison guard’s penis. It was a feeble attempt to prevent the progress inside her belly. The instinctive self defensive mechanism – and the contractions of her vaginal muscles – only added to his pleasure.
A steady stream of tears flowed down Chloe’s cheeks by the time he reached the end of her tunnel. Chloe welcomed a few moments of relief as he paused to compose himself. Her strawberries-and-cream complexion had turned bright red with the stress.
Chloe closed her eyes to minimise what was happening, but was still left with the sounds and smells. A wet squelching noise escaped from between her legs as the older man calmly pumped in and out. Her partner knew that he had to take it easy, as the extra tightness had almost caused him to finish prematurely during their first time.
The small bed squeaked in rhythm with the humping motions of the 220 pound male. The chorus was completed with repeated whimpers and sobs coming from Chloe’s gaping mouth; the sounds of quietly being broken in. Chloe wasn’t allowed to cry out loud during the older man’s visits (he was very keen to stop Chloe’s mother finding out). When her sobbing got a little too loud she was told to ‘SHHHHH!!!” She was forced to stay quiet, despite the severe physical and emotional stress.
The bedroom was also filled with the older man’s odour – alcohol, cigarettes and body odour – along with the natural smells from their sexual coupling.
***Losing Chloe’s virginity***
Chloe’s 15th birthday party was just about perfect. Just close family and friends, and a giant birthday cake. Her mother’s boyfriend had even bought her a new cell phone. It was actually the best birthday present that Chloe received on her 15th birthday.
In the months leading up to the birthday party, some of the playful flirting with her mother’s boyfriend had begun to take a more serious tone. While she had occasionally flirted back, she had not recognised the potential dangers if things escalated.
A few months out from Chloe’s birthday, things took a sinister turn. She was cornered by her mother’s boyfriend in the kitchen, where he made a direct proposition. Chloe was washing up the dishes when he grabbed one of her soft spongy arse cheeks. He told her in a hushed voice that they would have sex when she was “ready for it”.
In the early hours after her birthday party, she was woken by the sound of her mother’s boyfriend entering her bedroom and locking the door. She was trapped. Chloe lay still in her bed, paralysed with fear. Her mother had drunk several glasses of wine (more like 2 bottles) and had passed out, so there was no one to help.
The imposing man stood in the middle of the bedroom, undid his zipper, and pulled his pants and boxer shorts down in one swift motion. The first sight of his bulky cock and balls caused Chloe’s heart to sink, and her stomach churned. A fat pork sausage with a big circumcised head was hanging down from his crotch. She remembered overhearing her mother calling him “Horse” and “Horse Dick” a couple of times. A large meaty sack hung from the hairy base of his cock.
“W…w…what are you doing”, she asked Horse in a shaky voice. Horse raised an index finger to his lips as he approached the bed, “shhhhhhh”. Chloe knew full well what he was doing.
Horse wasted no time. His quick movements took the teen by surprise. Within moments he was leaning over the bed and the blankets were pulled down. Like every other night, Chloe was wearing only a t-shirt and pair of plain cotton panties to bed. Her small pubic mound stared invitingly up at Horse. Horse reached down with both hands and peeled the girl’s underpants from underneath her hips. “No…no…please…no…” was all that Chloe could manage. The protests had no effect and the panties were quickly peeled down her thighs.
It all happened so quickly that there was no time for evasive action or self defence from the startled girl. She had no idea what to do. Mild shock had set in.
When he had said they would have sex when she “was ready”, Chloe imagined they’d have a strange conversation one day, or that they’d talk it over. She’d even rehearsed some lines to politely decline him when the moment came, to tell him that she was “very flattered, but that it wouldn’t be right”. Naively, Chloe had assumed the whole way along that she would at least have the choice, the final say on whether he could have her – a simple NO!
A feeling of relief washed over Horse when he saw soft pubic hair sprouting from Chloe’s cunt. There was a black tuft at the bottom of her lips that was a bit thicker. Among the hair, Horse could easily make out the pair of lips that was waiting for his attention. The hair was proof enough; according to Horse, she was ready for sex.
Chloe just lay still. She experienced a flashback to the scuffles she’d heard from her mother’s bedroom. Horse would come home drunk on a Friday or Saturday night. Sometimes a heated argument broke out. And there were the times she’d heard the sounds of forced sex. Her mother would sometimes cry for an hour or more during the prolonged sessions in the bedroom next door. She remembered how her mother’s bed creaked throughout.
Horse spread the teen girl’s legs open and took up his position to mount Chloe. She begged again for him to stop. “Please no…please, please, please…no-no..Please don’t.” Horse ignored Chloe’s begging again, “SHHHHHHHH!!” In the wink of an eye the big mushroom head was probing the middle of Chloe’s lips. But Chloe was completely dry. Even after several attempts to get Chloe’s body to respond, the small patch of hair did not yield any moisture.
In frustration he stood up and decided to change tack and “switch ends”. He muttered something about Chloe’s tight hole and resigned himself to the possibility that oral sex might have to do. Horse had his young sex student sit on the side of the bed. With his left hand, he introduced the head of his penis to her mouth, while his right hand encouraged her mouth to open for him. She could barely stretch her jaws wide enough to take the helmet of his penis inside her mouth.
Chloe gagged as she inhaled the musky smell coming from his cock and balls. She felt sick when she tasted the male saltiness. Horse enjoyed the hot moist sensation of Chloe’s mouth and tongue. Her inexperienced lips and teeth dragged across the sensitive skin of the mushroom head, adding to his pleasure. For a change, he didn’t mind teeth on his cock. It felt incredible with Chloe’s tongue also rubbing against the sensitive underside of his helmet.
Before long, Horse’s thoughts returned to the sweet little slit that he’d seen. He knew that he had to have it. One way or another, he was going to get inside Chloe.
Horse remembered that a bit of saliva had sometimes helped to lubricate Chloe’s mother. It had especially come in handy during the torrid Friday night sessions. He spat a generous amount of saliva on his fingers and reached down under Chloe’s crotch to get at the small lips between her thighs. He expertly rubbed the saliva up and down between the fleshy folds in the middle of Chloe’s crotch.
Horse continued to rub at Chloe’s pussy with his right hand, while his left hand guided Chloe’s head back and forward on the head of his cock. Before long, Chloe’s mouth had cleaned the all the saltiness away from the head of Horse’s penis. Her mouth filled with a disgusting taste, but she knew to keep sucking and licking.
It took about 5 minutes but Chloe’s cunt finally yielded some moisture. She wasn’t exactly dripping wet, but Horse figured it was enough to get started. His confidence soared. He pulled out of her mouth and made Chloe lie down on the bed.
A second portion of saliva was rubbed onto the head of the pork sausage, before Horse returned to his position between the frightened girl’s legs. He lowered his hips to align the eye of his penis with her opening. Horse moved in for the kill and pressed the head of his penis against the moistened lips. With a little light pressure, the helmet of Horse’s cock nestled snugly between the cunt lips. A first squeal of sexual pain escaped from Chloe’s mouth.
Penetration inside the girl did not come easily. Every few seconds Horse had to subtly change the angle of his hips to edge the head of his swollen cock back and forward. Horse’s technique helped him to slowly make progress inside, about a half inch or so at a time.
Horse felt an extra sweet resistance as he broke through her hymen, and he enjoyed the squeal of pain that came with it. From the perspective of a horny 40 year old male, taking Chloe’s virginity was the most intense pleasure he had ever experienced.
In sharp contrast, the pain for Chloe was excruciating. The friction of the old man rubbing against her flesh was intense. From Chloe’s perspective she felt as if she was being ripped open.
Chloe squirmed underneath Horse’s heavy body. The walls of her vagina burned each time he pushed in and pulled out. Horse’s walnut-sized balls rubbed against the mattress as his hips moved back and forward. In the months to come, the big meat sack hanging from the base of his cock would fill Chloe many times.
Chloe flinched when Horse finally ejaculated. She lay trembling on the bed after her mother’s boyfriend had finished his business. Her introduction to sex was easily the worst event of her short life.
Horse enjoyed a post coital pee while Chloe lay in bed. A musky clam smell rose up from his cock. When he looked down to aim his cock at the toilet bowel, he saw traces of Chloe‘s blood along his pork sausage – it confirmed that he had claimed her virginity. A wave of pride swept over him with the knowledge that he had been the first to have the girl.
After months of fantasizing and planning, he had finally deflowered Chloe – the girl of his sick and twisted dreams. To celebrate, he downed some shots of his best whisky from the liquor cabinet. The whisky he saved for special occasions.
***Punishment***
The day to day outlook for the teen girl depended entirely on Horse’s plans each night. Chloe lost nights of sleep and began to slip behind in school work. After almost 4 months, one night Chloe decided to fight back. She shoved at Horse’s heavy body to push him away, and clamped her creamy white thighs together as tight as she could. She cupped one of her hands over her crotch to protect herself and used her other hand to try and keep her panties on.
Horse’s response to Chloe’s resistance was decisive, and brutal – a hard slap to Chloe’s face, and she was promptly dragged by the arm down to the basement. The teenage girl was promptly stripped naked and forced down onto her hands and knees on the spare mattress in the basement.
To muffle Chloe’s sounds, the pair of pink cotton panties she’d been wearing was stuffed in her mouth. The physical domination aroused Horse further. His rough hands grabbed her hips and he immediately impaled her petite body from behind.
The move to the basement had made Chloe’s plight much worse. The girl was soon blubbering and snivelling. From time to time she let out a muffled animal shriek. It turned Horse on to sense the pain that he was inflicting on the teen girl. It was a delicious spice that added flavour to Horse’s favourite dish. Horse liked to use his sexual potence as a weapon against Chloe. The whole process of penetrating Chloe, through to marking his territory inside her, was all part of his domination of the girl. It was not so much the pain itself, but the feeling of absolute control and domination.
Chloe’s body jolted as Horse continued to pummel her from behind. Every so often he gave her a hard smack on her arse cheeks, until there were bright red finger marks all over the spongy white flesh. The fatty flesh wobbled on Chloe’s arse each time his groin smacked into her rump. When Horse slowed down to compose himself for a few seconds, he admired the light brown skin around the rim of her anus; naturally smooth, soft and hairless. Perfect. The thought had crossed his mind to graduate to anal sex, but he knew that her back entrance would be way too small to take him. That would have to wait until Chloe was a bit older.
Once Horse felt that he’d made his point, she was instructed to take her position on her back, in preparation for his climax. A wave of relief swept through Chloe once she realised the worst of it was over. Her body started to release feel-good hormones in the wake of the trauma. Horse slowed his movements inside her belly. The steady pace towards the end of the ordeal was almost sensual compared to what had come before.
Horse’s climax didn’t take long to arrive. The panties were first removed from Chloe’s mouth so that Horse could hear her all of her noises while he came. Her breathing became ragged and she let out howls of discomfort as Horse helped himself to another intense orgasm. After he pulled out of her sticky hole, Chloe noticed small spots of her blood on his shaft and on the big purple head of his penis. Small tears had developed along her vaginal walls. The bruising from the sexual onslaught would hurt for 2 or 3 days afterwards.
The night in the basement changed things. It changed Chloe. She came dangerously close to slipping into a downward spiral. Fortunately her survival instincts kicked in. She later came to the conclusion that there was nothing she could do to change the situation. The brutal lesson in the basement ensured she would never resist the bedroom duties again. As Horse had put it, Chloe belonged to him; and he would have her whenever he wanted. She dutifully provided access to her body whenever Horse wanted or needed.
*** In heat***
Once Chloe had conceded her fate, she did her best to console herself and get through the rigours of her new life. It’s fair to say that Horse’s actions changed most aspects of Chloe’s life.
The teenage girl gave up on the dreams of meeting a guy, especially after Horse convinced her mother that Chloe was “far too young to date”. Horse was determined to keep Chloe to himself.
After several months of servicing Horse’s needs, Chloe’s perspectives on love, sex, and relationships, changed completely. The situation with Horse was her only benchmark when it came to the opposite sex, and the frequent intercourse with the older man was the only thing she knew. Chloe was virtually brainwashed into feeling a sense of normality about her circumstances. In the end, she resigned herself to the sexual arrangements with Horse. Ironically, despite losing most of her faith in the opposite sex, Chloe’s relations with Horse became a case of “better the devil you know”. And on the rare occasions she wanted sex, she didn’t have to wait long for Horse to provide it.
When Chloe finally spilled the beans about her “older guy” to her circle of girlfriends, she was met with complete disbelief. But her graphic – and somewhat detailed – explanation of some of her experiences convinced everyone. The group of girls was split on whether Chloe’s stories about unprotected sex were “gross” or “hot”; her stories about receiving Horse’s sticky cream pies were met with gasps and giggles. Chloe enjoyed the tiny taste of notoriety.
Horse even bought Chloe a brand new bed (to stop the midnight squeaking). Chloe’s mother was incredibly grateful for his generosity – maybe he was even father material! Although, Chloe’s mother was perplexed by all of the yellow and brownish stains on the old mattress (she had no idea that most of them were cum stains, along with a few blood stains). The new bed was an oversized king single with a top of the range mattress. Very expensive. But Chloe wasn’t fooled; she knew it was just another tool to facilitate the dirty old man’s secret visits to her bedroom. When Chloe’s mother wasn’t looking, she sarcastically poked her tongue at Horse. He smiled wryly. The beautiful white bed was duly christened later that night.
Chloe was still very confused about what the situation meant for her in the longer term. She had always been incredibly insecure about her prospects after high school. There were no plans to go on to college or university. Study wasn’t exactly Chloe’s strong point. In fact, there were no plans at all beyond high school. Chloe figured she might pick up a retail job. But even then, she knew that a decent job could be hard to come by. She had her pretty looks, and that was about it.
Chloe still day dreamed occasionally that she might find someone special to take care of her, if Horse ever decided to move on. But if things didn’t work out well, Chloe figured that she’d have to stay on and live with Horse and her mother. In the worst case scenario, she knew that Horse could be the meal ticket for both Chloe and her mother. So she tried to treat Horse well when she could.
Despite having intercourse 2 or 3 times a week – sometimes more – the teen girl miraculously avoided falling pregnant. They had never once used a condom. Horse had forbidden any form of contraception. Their emotions with each menstrual cycle couldn’t have been further apart. Incredible relief swept through Chloe when she started to bleed each month. Increasingly, she had become stressed about the likelihood of falling pregnant. However, it was an insult to Horse’s manhood. Why hadn’t she fallen pregnant? Again?! He wondered if she was taking the pill, even though he had instructed her not to.
But nature is never to be underestimated. One Saturday morning, about 6 months after Chloe lost her virginity, her mother made one of her big family breakfasts. Chloe was still feeling hazy from a long sleep. She felt a bit funny in her tummy, and a bit funny “down there”. A quick check with a hand mirror before breakfast revealed the clear sticky stuff that sometimes appeared there.
The feeling of the stickiness distracted the teen girl at the breakfast table. Not knowing what it was. She didn’t understand why it happened. Chloe didn’t even want Horse’s advances most of the time, so why was she so wet sometimes? And without any reason!? It made her feel dirty and a little horny all at the same time.
After lunch, Chloe’s mother slipped into avoidance mode and disappeared to do the weekly food shopping. Things had been a bit awkward around the house and her mother didn’t know why; or what to do. That left Chloe all alone with Horse. It had been almost a week since he’d had enjoyed her lamb meat. She started to wonder – hope – that he might have even lost interest. She was snapped out of her day dreaming when an order was barked at her from the bathroom, “Chloe, come in here”. Clearly, he hadn’t lost interest.
Minutes later, Chloe lay still on a big white towel on the bathroom floor. Horse spread shaving cream over the patches of prickly regrowth around Chloe’s pubic area. He started by shaving the sparse stubble above her lips, before shaving Chloe’s bikini line. Next, he slowly shaved inwards towards her vulva. He took care and used deft little strokes as he shaved the full length of her lips.
Chloe’s outer lips were surprisingly generous and plump, and her hips were also starting to fill out nicely with puberty. She looked very inviting. Her inner labia were neatly tucked away inside her cunt, out of sight. The fat outer lips were neatly folded together and looked like a delicious butterfly cupcake, ready to be piped with cream. In fact, Chloe even preferred the shaved look to the yucky black hairs. And it also happened to feel good when her underpants rubbed against the bare skin.
Despite the best efforts to ignore all the attention being given to her pubic mound, extra blood had started flowing to the area. All of the touching and rubbing during shaving had worked to sensitize Chloe’s genitals. Chloe sensed that her private parts were responding to the attention (without her permission).
Her pussy tingled as Horse paused to inspect the fleshy rose bud a little closer. A tiny glint of moisture had caught his attention as he wiped away some spots of shaving cream with a towel. The full extent of the moisture was revealed once the chubby outer lips were spread a little.
Horse’s index finger dabbed at the little hole at the centre of Chloe’s inner flaps. Chloe’s genitals tingled even more. When Horse pulled his finger away from the little hole, it produced a sticky spider web. The syrup oozing from between her freshly shaved lips was tacky and clear. Horse’s penis began to stir straight away. Immediately, he guessed that it could be Chloe’s fertile time.
“Sugar tits, I think you’re in heat…” Horse announced. Chloe looked blankly up at him. He went on to explain, “…you know, your body is getting ready to make a baby.” A rush of adrenaline surged through Chloe when she heard Horse’s discovery. Despite her own ignorance, Horse had been able to see straight through her to the most intimate secrets.
Horse’s penis sprang up as he undid his pants. He leaned down and brushed the hair away from Chloe’s face. His other hand was already stroking his cock in preparation for Chloe, “time for some baby-making sweetie.” Chloe blushed. She knew that he meant it. A few weeks earlier she had experienced an anxiety attack about falling pregnant. “What happens if I get pregnant?” she had asked in a trembling voice. Horse’s reply came with a wry smile, “well you’ll be pushing my baby out in 9 months”. He waited a minute before adding, “We’ll get a place together and start a family”.
It was hard for the 15 year old girl to process the fact that Horse wanted her to produce a baby. Chloe read everything she could find on the internet, from conception to child birth. She became obsessed with knowing everything about pregnancy. She needed to know, in case she fell pregnant. The teen girl’s research did nothing to help her fears about child birth itself. But the pictures of big bellies, and babies developing inside the womb, only added to Chloe’s curiosity about the whole process. She even researched teen pregnancy. Chloe was fascinated by the pictures of teen girls with big bellies, and swollen tits filled with milk. Many of the pregnant teens also happened to be taking a big cock in their pussy or their mouth – or both.
Talking about Chloe’s fertility had also gotten under Horse’s skin. He had transformed from disciplinarian to stud breeder. Horse’s focus had shifted to the prize inside Chloe’s belly by the time the teen was lying on the big towel on the bathroom floor. While Horse saw Chloe as a sex object – his sexual property – he had also started to see something else in the girl: a clean healthy young woman to potentially carry a baby when the time was right. At 40 years of age, he knew there might not be many more chances after Chloe (it was already too late for Chloe’s mother). Twisted as it was, it felt right for him.
He lowered his hips to position his cock at her belly opening. Seconds later the eye of his naked penis was dabbing at the tiny hole where his finger had just been. There was never any question that Horse would suddenly stop to roll a condom on while Chloe was fertile. The head of his cock was quickly covered with natural lubricant and cervical mucus. He probed some more at the moisture. A few seconds later he burrowed into Chloe’s moist flesh. The penetration was slow and sensuous. It was the smoothest and easiest sexual penetration that they had experienced together.
Chloe gasped. She couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling as the rim of horse’s helmet glided inside her muscular tunnel. The gentle penetration by the older came as a complete surprise, after all the rough treatment she had received. The sudden generosity and kindness made Chloe feel that she wasn’t just a piece of meat. Those few precious moments of tenderness made her feel that her body was wanted and valued.
Chloe’s body was awash with hormones. After being fucked on the bathroom floor for about 10 minutes, the mixture of hormones and emotions were brought to head. She began to let go, resigned to the reality of what was happening. On top of meeting Horse’s needs, the hormones rushing around Chloe’s fertile body were driving her own primal urges. The events of the past 24 hours had stirred something. It was undeniable. It was unstoppable. It was the primal instinct that hungered for Horse’s sperm, to fertilise her egg.
Horse looked down at his pubescent girl with a knowing grin, sensing that she was responding well to him physically. He stared down at the gentle curves of her hips and the fresh young cunt that he was ploughing. Chloe’s narrow vagina widened and lengthened to accommodate him. A drizzle of cervical mucus leaked out of her cunt and ran down her arse crack. The clear sticky fluid would later assist Horse’s sperm to swim their long journey into her belly.
Delicious sighs of pleasure and pain gently bubbled out of Chloe’s sweet mouth. Even the twinges of pain were laced with a new sensation – carnal pleasure. Chloe suddenly felt that some of the pain was worth it. For the first time, she took pleasure in Horse’s bitter-sweet gift of pain.
A couple of minutes later, Horse angled himself deeper inside, to get better access to the tissue around Chloe’s cervix. With a few expert strokes in the right spot, Horse delivered several parcels of his sperm to the tiny opening in Chloe’s belly. Horse was paralysed by a powerful orgasm. His scrotum rested heavily against Chloe’s anus as he shoved the full length of his cock all the way inside as he finished ejaculating. Chloe cooed as she felt the spurts of hot fluid enter her body.
Horse lay on top of Chloe for a while as his cock continued to twitch inside her cunt. When the last bits of his orgasm had faded away, he kissed her on the cheek, “good girl…you did really well today sweetie”.
Afterwards, Chloe stood up and used a hand towel to wipe away the excess semen from her vulva. She was tidying her hair in the bathroom mirror when Horse returned to wash his hands. He rewarded Chloe with another kiss on the cheek, “that was fantastic baby”. Chloe knew that she had pleased Horse. She could tell by the generous quantity of sperm that she was carrying. She smiled back at him quietly, knowing that her innermost needs had also been met.
***Horse takes a wife***
After the sex on the bathroom floor, Chloe felt strangely contented about what had happened. She concluded that baby making was much better than normal-every- day-sex. The sex in the bathroom had been completely different. It was gentle and attentive, and completely different from the usual rough and rushed style of sex she was used to.
She lay awake for a couple of hours that night wondering what might be happening inside her body. Chloe eventually drifted off to sleep, after finally accepting she might fall pregnant.
Chloe’s mother left early the next morning to go shopping over in the neighbouring town. Chloe’s mother said she wouldn’t be back until at least lunchtime. Her boyfriend had the House – and her daughter – all to himself for a whole morning.
A short time later, Horse heard the toilet flush after Chloe took an early morning pee. He knew that Chloe was up, so he called her into the master bedroom. “Sugar tits…?” Chloe didn’t hear him over the noise of the toilet refilling with water. He tried to summon her again, “CHLOE….?!”
Seconds later she opened the door to the master bedroom. “Babe, can you get me some coffee?” The girl nodded her sleepy head. She paused for a second and then asked Horse if he wanted any breakfast. He nodded. Horse was hungry, so he decided to wait and fertilise the girl’s belly again after he ate breakfast.
Chloe returned a few minutes later with two cups of steaming hot coffee and raisin toast with lots of butter, just the way he liked it. “Hop into bed with me sugar tits”. Horse downed his breakfast as the teenage girl sat quietly beside him in bed. He handed Chloe the TV remote and invited her to watch something if she wanted. A top 20 music show was on. Teen girls dressed in skimpy underwear danced across the TV screen. Horse mused that he already had a teen girl that was wearing skimpy underwear.
Horse watched as Chloe cleared away the dishes. She felt his eyes on her body as she left with the dishes. Horse watched the gentle wiggle of Chloe’s hips as she walked out of the bedroom. He loved the way her underpants were riding up her arse. Horse’s cock started to stir.
Chloe washed up in the kitchen, still dressed in her t-shirt and panties. She paused for a few seconds when she was done. She was confused about whether she was supposed to return to the master bedroom. She had never spent any time with Horse in the adults’ bedroom.
Chloe went back upstairs and stuck her head around the bedroom door. She asked her old man whether he needed anything else. Horse didn’t hesitate, “yes…how about you pull those panties down and get back into bed with me, sugar”. Chloe obliged. Despite some soreness in her pussy from the day before, Chloe sensed she was still fertile, and her body was keen to be penetrated again. Horse stared at Chloe’s pubic area as her hips wiggled back to the bed.
Horse turned the TV off and laid Chloe out in the big bed. He lifted up her t-shirt so he could watch her breasts during sex. “Breasts” is probably too strong a word for the pointy little mounds of raised flesh on Chloe’s chest. Her tits were the shape of two tiny cones, topped with delicious brown candy nipples. Chloe’s often felt embarrassed by her breasts. Her sugar tits were so small that they barely wobbled during sex, and she hadn’t even graduated from training bras.
Horse’s fingers rubbed at the sticky slot between her legs. “I’m gonna try making a baby inside you again”. Chloe wasn’t able to respond in a coherent way while her clitoris was being massaged. The budding girl was still intoxicated with hormones, so she was more than willing to accommodate Horse’s needs. More importantly, she wanted Horse to attend to her needs.
Horse parted Chloe’s thighs and took up his position. Her reproductive canal was still extremely moist and Horse’s cock got inside the pubescent girl without any difficulty. Chloe’s face flushed bright red as his penis penetrated deep inside her tummy. It didn’t take long for Horse to settle into a familiar rhythm with his girl.
Chloe listened obediently as her old man talked about getting her pregnant. She felt slightly squeamish at the thought she was about to fall pregnant to Horse. In short, the 15 year old girl was drowning in the sensations of breeding with the older man.
Chloe’s legs opened further, instinctively maximizing Horse’s access to her reproductive organs. She was amazed at how good it suddenly felt to have her old man working away inside her belly. She loved the fact that he was riding her bareback, and would soon squirt inside her tummy.
The baby making session went for almost 45 minutes before the familiar itch began to well up inside Horse. As he raised his tempo to climax, the bed springs started to make a crunching and grinding sound. He groaned contentedly as he started to ejaculate inside his fertile babe again. Chloe felt generous portions of thick warm semen being delivered to her again.
Half way through Horse’s orgasm, the ragged thrusting from Horse’s penis rubbed against Chloe’s g-spot, which produced involuntary contractions from Chloe. The beginnings of a delicious orgasm rippled all the way through her vagina. As Horse fertilised Chloe’s birth canal, he set off the first orgasm of Chloe’s life; she was amazed at the way it washed over her in powerful waves.
Afterwards, Horse continued to move his softening cock back and forward inside his girl, to drag out the last bits of both of their orgasms. He rewarded Chloe with praise as he pulled out, “good girl”.
Chloe closed her eyes. She knew that it was a defining moment in her life: her body was busy making preparations to produce a baby.
Later that afternoon, both of them wondered if this would be the time that Chloe actually fell pregnant. It was hard for the teen to think about anything else, as Horse’s semen dribbled into the crotch of her underpants throughout the afternoon.
Neither of them realised how far the process had already gone. By the time Chloe’s belly swallowed the full length of Horse’s breakfast sausage first thing that morning, the strongest sperm from the day before had already made the journey to Chloe’s fallopian tubes. The fertilised egg was already travelling down into Chloe’s waiting uterus.
By the time Chloe drifted off to sleep that night, the first speck of Horse’s baby had safely attached itself to the wall of her womb.
***The End***

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Daddy Filmed My Sleepover Party

Daddy Filmed My Sleepover Party
* A handsome dad, 3 ornery wild teen girls, and a plan by one girl led to some wild rumors around the neighborhood…. *
Jeff, (the dad)……
__I had a pretty wild daughter Jodi, and her girlfriends. They would have sleepovers at the house and play a game, ‘Let’s shock Jodi’s dad.’ They were all teens and the point of the game was to try and give me an erection. I was sure it was a girl named ‘Missy’ who’s idea it was.
Jodi…..
I had a plan to get my dad to have sex with me. I had wanted to since is was a very young girl. He had his limits, and had resisted all my sexually suggestive tricks so far…. I decided to get my girlfriends to try to have sex with him and ‘wear him down’ until he would go for having sex with me. Missy and Tina were all for it. This was a two day sleepover, and Missy was the sexiest and most aggressive. Dad already showed some interest in her, so she took the lead with him.
Jeff….
It started out with them all wearing skimpy night clothes to get my attention. I would kid with them and threaten to call the F.B.I. and have them put in prison. They would laugh at me and say: “Ooooo we’re so scared, you’d just love to get us alone in a cell, wouldn’t you?, Mr. Pervert.” I would tell them they needed a good spanking. They would giggle and rub their butts.
“You’d like to spank our bare butts with our panties down, right Mr. P.?” they would say. Then they would parade around in front of me. I would roll up a newspaper act like I was going to swat them…. and watch them screech and run.
One weekend I thought what a good personal porn vid this might make. Friday night the usual 2 girls showed up for a big sleepover in my daughters room. I knew they watched porn and it didn’t take long for Missy and Tina, the two wildest girls to start in on me. I was ready for them and put my video camera under a news paper.
“Oh Mr. P., (for pervert) how do you like our new bras?” they said lifting up their long t-shirts. They wiggled their chests to model them and of course show me their tiny thongs. I really took notice of Missy. She had the biggest tits and best sexy shape. She always had that sexy look in her eyes that meant she ‘might’ want more than to just tease me……..
I quick grabbed my vid camera and started shooting. They screeched again and all took off running and giggling. Soon, here they came, all wearing robes. My daughter Jodi said: “You have to pay us daddy to take a video of us.” as they all giggled.
I said: “Pay you?…dream on girls. Here Jodi, you take my camera in your room and you give me a ‘free sample’ first.
You could just see their little minds at work thinking of what they would do. They all headed for Jodi’s room whispering and quietly giggling.
I waited for about an hour while I heard them all talking and I could hear ‘Oooooo’s and quiet mumbling.
Soon here they all came with Jodi handing me my camera. “Here daddy, but that’s all you get. You’ll have to pay us for more.” They all gathered around to see me watch it on the camera screen. I stood up and went over to my big screen TV. I plugged on the camera and sat back down with the camera remote. Mumbles, whispers and giggles started as they all got on the couch. Jodi sat on my lap, and Missy tightly beside me, and Tina snuggled close on the other side.
I started the vid. Jodi said: “Stop stop, first we have to tell you the story that goes with it.”
They had picked Tina to be the innocent victim of their theme: ‘Attack of the Bi Ninja Lezzies’ Jodi called it. She explained that this girl was attacked by a bunch of wild ’ninja lezzie’s’ and this was just a sample.
__It started out with Tina laying on Jodi’s bed when Missy and Jodi rushed in and started attacking her. They tied her hands and legs to the bed with some string. She pretended to struggle as they started feeling her up. They felt her tits and put their hands down her panties. She protested and told them to stop molesting her. They told her to shut up that she was their sex toy now.
They, between giggles, started kissing her all over. She said: “No no! I’m not a bi lezzie, leave me alone…Oh please stop…your making me hot and stop touching my body.”
Missy, the apparent leader, said: “Take her clothes off. We’ll make you into a ‘bi ninja lezzie’ whether you like it or not!” They slowly started getting her naked. The sucked on her tits and put their fingers in her slit. Tina told them she would tell the police and they would both go to jail. They laughed and said: “Who would believe you bitch, we’ll say that you’re a ninja lezzie and you attack us. Now squirm for us and make us all orgasm with that tongue of yours. Missy crawled up and put her pussy right on Tina’s mouth. The End.
I got a big hardon and Jodi felt it. “He liked it, look! She jumped off my lap fast before I could even cover my hardon. They all looked at my crouch with the bulge. My face, of course got red as they made comments and started surrounding me. Missy and Jodi said: “You gotta pay us if you want more. We want $1,000 dollars each.
I said: “Ladies, there was only one naked girl in the vid. You gotta do better than that.
I said I’d order pizza. They all squealed and ran in Jodi’s bedroom.
I’m only human,…. and to see 3 teen girls ½ naked was a turn on. I planned my next move with them to provide myself with some live entertainment. The pizza kid showed up and they all dived in. I think I got one slice of pizza as they all gobbled it up.
I suggested this: “I’ll be the camera person while you girls make a part 2 to: “Attack of the Bi Ninja Lezzie’s” They all said ’no way’, you just want to see us naked, Mr. P.
Missy spoke up and said: “Wait, he can get those close up shots of making the girl into a bi ninja lezzie!” They all discussed it and soon agreed to it. “Jodi, you make sure your dad doesn’t try anything with us, Ok?” They all giggled as Jodi smiled, put her hands on her hips said: “I’ll ‘try’….and make sure he’s not being a pervert, but we may have to tie him up.” They all giggled.
Missy took charge and stood close to me as we discussed a plot. She whispered in my ear: (“…you can take a close up of me all you want, ok?”), and then she ran her tongue inside my ear.
Jodi was right. She had told me that Missy made it known that she would love to ’mess around’ with me. I didn’t know exactly what Missy was up to, but I was soon going to find out….
Missy……..
I had plans for Jodi’s dad Jeff. I was going to make him so hot for me we would end up having sex….but first….I was betting he had never seen two girls ‘tribbing’ live and two girl rubbing their pussy’s together was going to get him hot. This little video thing was just a nice stepping stone to get what I really wanted.
Jeff…..
“Ok girls, you must put on disguises in case this video got in the ’wrong’ hands.” Into Jodi’s bedroom they all went whispering. Soon they called me in to be their camera man. They all had on head scarf’s down to their eyes, with holes cut into them too see. They had eye shadow colors on the rest of their faces. I looked around and said: “Where did the girls go?…and who are you guys?” They all giggled feeling pleased with their disguises.
Missy said in part two, a cop came to investigate a report that ’Bi ninja lezzie’s’ were reported in this room, but had to have proof girls were being attacked.
I started the video. They talked to the camera like they were talking to the cop. I played the part of the cops voice.
The Cop:
“I received word that girls were being forced to become ’Bi ninja lezzie’s’ here. I need proof to investigate this.”
Missy: “Oh officer, we were just playing a game….., here…we’ll show you.”
With their ninja masks on, Missy chose Jodi this time and her and Tina held her down on the bed.
Missy……
Now….. is was time to turn Jeff on using his own daughter to do it. We held her down and tied her hands and feet wide apart. We slowly took her clothes off as she protested and squirmed. We felt her tits and pussy. “Stop!.. I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want to be a bi ninja lezzie.” she said: “Too late bitch, your going to be one of us, whether you like it or not!” I said. I paraded in front of the camera and slowly took off my clothes. I got on top of Jodi and first had her lick my pussy, then slid down and went pussy to pussy with her. I knew she had never tribbed with a girl and I started in.
Slowly at first rubbing my clit against hers. “Stop it, your making me all horny doing that.” she protested. Tina giggled and was feeling Jodi’s tits and body. “Your going to cum with me bitch, so get with it. You have no choice!” I told her. She began to moan and squirm more. I pushed down firm on her pussy and speed up a little. “Oh god…your going to make me cum!” she moaned.
I glanced back with a smile at Jeff. He was smiling and had a huge lump in his pants. It was working as I was making his own daughter and myself cum by tribbing with her. Tina all turned on too and said: “Go go go!” I was having a great orgasm doing her and I moaned out as did Jodi. We squealed together as we both orgasmed.
I lost my breath for a second and said: “Now do you want to be a bi ninja lezzie girl?”
“Oh yes!…I…want to be one!, Jodi moaned out….. That was the signal and Tina jumped in and got naked. A 3 girl pile of horny girls all feeling each other up and tribbing each other…..
“See officer, just some harmless fun…Ok?”
I took the camera to keep filming the girls and sat on Jeff‘s lap…. The poor guy was sweating and had a huge boner in his pants for me to sit on….just what I wanted…..
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Jeff…..
I sat in a daze. I had never seen anything like that before and ‘live’ right in front of me. It was a major turn on. Three teen girls all in an orgy, feeling, licking and rubbing their pussy’s together, and I had it all on video. Missy was sitting right on my boner and squirming on it she was of course…… naked.
I had reached my limit. I had to get out of there. If this ever got out, I could be in big trouble. I lifted Missy off of me and stood up. She leaned back on me still filming. I whispered for her to give the camera back when she was done. It was hard not to stare at her beautiful tits and body. She leaned her head back and whispered: (“…We have to talk, I’ll come to your room later on tonight.”) I left holding my big boner thru my pants pocket.
It must have been about midnight when I was wakened by a girl laying on top of me naked. It was Missy. It was like a dream that came true somehow. I could feel her heart beating and her breathing as she started kissing me. She was very warm and squirming her pussy on top of my boner. She reached down and pulled it out of my pajama bottoms.
Now was my chance to stop this….
….to late…she already had my boner started in her. I lost all resistance as she slid it in her pussy all the way.
I have to admit, it was heaven as she slid back and forth on my boner. I went for it and felt her soft tits and ass. She started gasping and tiny moans as she really knew how to fuck a guy. I rolled her over and up came her legs around my back. Her tongue went wild in my mouth. She quietly moaned: “…god.. I’ve wanted you for so long…”
I lost it and started fucking her with all I had. She was so tight and felt wonderful. She whispered: (“…Oh yes Jeff…oh hell yes!”) We didn’t even notice the slapping of our bodies together because it was happening and happening now. She tensed up and shook…I shot a beautiful load in her that shook my brain. She went wild fucking me as fast as she could, her arms locked around my neck….we both held on as the highest high hit us both. What a beautiful pussy this girl had…..
We were both gasping for air as the feeling lasted and lasted. Her tongue traced my lips …so hot and beautiful.
My ceiling light went on. What the fuck!’’
In the doorway was my daughter with the camera, Tina was with her watching. They began to giggle as Jodi filmed us. Jodi said:
“Daddy, we want to talk about money now.”, as they both giggled.
Tina said “Next!”. They both giggled, turned out the light , shut the door and scampered away giggling.
Somehow…Missy and I didn’t care. We went on and on with our glorious time.
When I next woke up I felt a girl kissing me. Wait…this wasn’t Missy. This girl felt like Tina…it was Tina. (“my turn.”) she whispered. These girls were taking turns with me. I still had a boner from Missy, so Tina took advantage of it. Tina was a slim girl and got on top of me. Oh my yes, she was hot and sexy. She put her nice tits right in my mouth and had me suck her nipples. She then pulled her knees up and in my boner went in her nice wet pussy.
She rode me like a horse. She put my hand on her ass and put a finger in her back hole. She like to bite my lip as she started fucking me hard, pushing my finger deeper in her ass. She was very hot and excited as she made wonderful moaning sounds. She took my other hand and had me rub her clit…she knew what she wanted and went for it. Damn, she was hot to fuck. She began to peak and tense up….that made me cum and cum hard as she squealed and trembled. “…oh daddy…oh daddy,” she kept saying…..”..you’re my daddy now…oh yes…”
After squeezing my boner with her pussy over and over….she gave out a big sigh, and got off me and left.
The next day the girls whispered and giggled all day. All three girls were at their flirtiest best. Rubbing up against me, feeling my ass and wearing their skimpy little nighties. No bra’s, no thongs just tiny little panties. That night they all wanted to see the video. I showed it to them with Jodi on my lap again, and Missy and Tina hanging on me on each side. Missy and Tina left and that just left Jodi and I in a dark living room. She started in on me. She leaned back and put my arms around her , raising them up to touch the bottom of her tits. She talked softly and asked me how I liked having sex with Missy and Tina.
It was pretty clear her intentions…as in ’what about me?’ After a whole wonderful night and a whole day of teasing me sexually I whispered to her: (“ Why don’t you go get in my bed, and find out for your self?”)
She jumped up and pulled on my arm all excited as she drug me upstairs. Her bedroom door was open but dark inside. The hallway light was dim. I knew Missy and Tina were listening and watching. I stopped by her bedroom door and decided to give them some horny teasing back.
I held Jodi tight to me and pushed my boner into her pussy. She moaned as she kissed on my face. I let my hands feel the body I had resisted all this time. Soft young tits with hard nipples. Jodi trembled and squirmed her pussy on me. Next…her sweet ass, so soft and round. She had to gasp for air as her tongue went all over my lips. We slowly dropped to the hallway rug and began to squirm together, right in front of her bedroom entrance.
Missy and Tina whispering….
(“…omg…their going to do it right here! Do we…do we dare? …I have the camera….do it do it!…set it here on the night stand and point it right at them..”)
Jeff…..
Memories of the first time I had sex with her mom came into my mind. This was a turn on for both of us to make out in front of Missy and Tina. We both know how horny they would get watching us. I said to her: “…your more beautiful than your mother, and a lot sexier.” We could almost hear Missy and Tina moan as tiny little sounds came out of Jodi’s room.
It was beyond the point of stopping. I pulled my shorts off as she took her panties clear off. It was going to happen right now. She scooted down under me with my boner in her hand. She had a magic tongue. Around and around it went on the tip. Then….I felt the warmth of her mouth and the jacking of her hands gently. I was in heaven for sure….
We could wait no more and I pulled her up as her knees came up to her tits. I felt the warm wetness of her pussy on the underside of my boner. I gently rubbed it on her hot clit. She moaned sweetly and held my face as she kiss me with that wild tongue of hers teasing my tongue. I guided my huge boner slowly in her pussy….oh man…she felt so damn good. We fit perfect, tight and hot inside her. Now to do the final act as a natural rhythm started between us.
The feeling of her hot little legs up on my arms was beyond awesome….our minds memory stopped working crowded out by the massive good feelings. Deeper, faster, the feeling were racing to come to us. She let out a high pitched squeal as I shot the most intense shots of cum I could ever remember. We locked together and fucked hard until there was only a floating high left in us. We lay locked together for a long time as spasms took over the rest. It felt like we were really floating somewhere……
As we slowly came back down to earth we realized Missy and Tina had been tribbing and slowly let their moans go free as they both climaxed together. Jodi was in a daze of happiness as she held on tight and moved her pussy slowly back and forth feeling the cum between us…
What a beautiful night it was……
* ‘click’ went the camera as it went to the end of the tape…*

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I woke up to a large rumble of thunder just in time to hear a gentle knocking on the door. I looked over at the clock. It was still the middle of the night, and there was a heavy storm outside. As I pulled myself awake, I saw my sister Abby come into my room carrying a sleeping bag. She was wearing an old pair of pajamas, a blue long-sleeved shirt with yellow dogs printed on it that buttoned up the middle and matching pants.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, still confused from being half asleep.
“Mom said I could stay in hear tonight,” she answered.
“Why can’t you sleep on the couch?”
“The dogs.” Our two German Shepherds had made the couch their bed years ago, and we didn’t have the will to train them better or the heart to throw them outside.
I stared blankly at her for a second, seeing her in the light coming off my computer monitor, which I had left on. I wondered why she was in pajamas she hadn’t worn since last year. They were old cotton worn fairly thin, and obviously too small. The top was too tight across her chest, and spread open slightly between the buttons, showing her skin.
“The storm broke the window in my room and the rain’s pouring in there.”
Waking up more now, I became aware from her voice how close to tears she was. Finally having my wits, I got out of bed. “Of course, sis, come on in. How bad is it?”
She sat down on my bed. “I didn’t even hear the glass break in the storm, but the rain woke me up. It was pouring in on my bed and dresser and getting everywhere. It looks like everything is going to be soaked. Mom said we’d have to wait until morning to take care of it.” I could tell she was exhausted as well as near crying.
“Lets try to get some sleep,” I said. She got up and started rolling out the sleeping bag. “Why don’t you take the bed tonight, Abby? You need it more than I do.”
“I don’t want to kick you out of your bed.”
“I’m fine, really. After getting soaked you should get a good nights sleep. Tomorrow’s likely to be hard too, with school and taking care of your room.”
“Thanks.” She climbed into the bed and was asleep almost immediately.
As I laid out the sleeping bag, I glanced up at my computer and was mortified. My room has always been my sanctuary, with Mom and Abby rarely if ever coming, and I tended to forget I lived with anyone else when I was in there. I had been looking at porn online before I went to bed, and hadn’t bothered to close it when I was done. On the screen was a picture of girl giving a blowjob. My desk is right next to my bed where I was talking to her, she couldn’t have missed seeing it. I walked over to it, closed the browser. Before I turned off the monitor, I peaked down at Abby to make sure she was asleep. Then I crawled into the sleeping bag and tried to forget my embarrassment.
The next morning Mom woke us up early and we went into Abby’s room. The broken window would be easy enough to replace, but there was a lot of water damage. The carpet and the bed wear both soaked. Abby tended to leave her dresser drawers open, and water had gotten into most of her clothes there. Only the stuff in her closet off the floor was still dry. We taped up the window and put the wet clothes in bags. Mom said she’d have a laundry service take care of them. Then it was time to go to school.
Abby and I are a year apart and go to the same high school, where I’m a sophomore and she’s a freshman. I drive us to school and home every day. It’s a big school, and being in different grades we rarely see each other during the day. After school that day we met at the car to go home, and she was clearly upset. In the car I asked her what was wrong.
“I tried to eat lunch with Madison and Cindy today.” The three of them had been inseparable in middle school, but once they reached high school, the other two had dumped my shy sister to join a more popular clique of girls. It’d only been a couple of months, and Abby was having a hard time making new friends. “Mady and her new boyfriend made fun of me, and Cindy asked me to sit somewhere else.”
“I’m sorry sis.” Being shy myself I knew how lonely she must feel, but knew there wasn’t anything I could do to help except be sympathetic. As I turned the wheel, I groaned bit.
Abby looked up at me. “What is it,” she asked, concerned.
“Nothing. I’m just a little sore from sleeping on the floor last night.”
“I’m sorry. You should take the bed tonight.”
“No, I can’t have you sleeping on the floor after a hard day. Its not too bad, I just slept in the wrong position.”
After we got home, I helped Abby move some of her hanging clothes into my closet. Neither of us was a fashion freak, and we were able to cram it all in.
My closet stuffed to the brim, I sat in my computer chair. “Its sweet of you to share your room with me until Mom can get mine fixed up again. I know it’s always been your personal space, and I hate to impose on your privacy.” She glanced at my blank computer screen for a second, and I remembered what I’d had up there the night before. Realizing my embarrassment, she shyly glanced away and changed the subject. “I’m going to go downstairs and get a snack. Want something?”
I composed myself. “No thanks, I think I’m going to take a shower. And it’s no trouble sharing my room, it’ll just take a bit of adjustment. I know how hard it must be to have so much of your stuff ruined. Just make yourself at home and try to be comfortable.”
She left and I got into the shower. Abby and I share a bathroom, which connects to both rooms directly. Usually when one of us is in there, we lock the other’s door. As I stood in the shower, I tried to relax and not worry about my sister’s problems or my own embarrassment from last night, and focused on letting the water relax my sore muscles. Still preoccupied, I got out of the shower, toweled off, and headed into my room to get dressed as I’d done a thousand times before.
I walked into my room and took a few steps before I froze. Standing in my closet with the door wide open was my sister, naked with her back turned to me through my underwear on a shelf in the closet. She was only a little shorter then me, with long, straight red hair and soft, pale skin. Her figure was still maturing, but she already had a modest hourglass figure, with a round, nicely shaped ass. As I froze, she turned around and saw me standing there, and for a moment we both just stood and stared at each other.
It was the first time I’d seen her naked since we were little, and the first time I’d seen a woman naked in person. She had round, firm breasts, a b-cup, with large nipples that seemed to be pointing at me. Though I could have stared at the soft curves of her tits all day, my eyes were drawn down past her soft, flat tummy. Her pubic hair was as red as braids, and was both neatly kept and wild at the same time. The way she was standing, I could just see a profile of the lips of her pussy, spread apart just slightly.
As I stared at her, I became aware that she was also staring at me, and following her eyes I remembered I’d come in naked from a shower, and my dick was in full view, growing larger and stiffer.
She looked up at me and our eyes locked for a moment. Like the night before, she tried to sidestep the embarrassing moment.
“Sorry, I was just getting changed and was looking for a pair of underwear I could wear. All my panties were in the stuff that was taken to be cleaned.” I realized she was holding a pair of my boxer briefs. She quickly slipped them on and pulled on one of her shirts as I stood there blankly, too overwhelmed to think of covering myself or retreating to the bathroom. “These are a little loose, but should fit okay.” She put on some jeans and turned to leave the closet, paused a moment, then slid past my naked body and left the room.
I got dressed and sat awkwardly on the couch with her during dinner, not saying anything. After Mom went into the kitchen to clean up, I turned to her and said, “Sis, about earlier upstairs-”
“Don’t worry about it.” She was staring at the floor with a neutral look on her face. “We’re living together, now more than before, and like you said, we’re having to make a bit of an adjustment.” She looked up at me and gave me a sweet smile. “And I don’t think it’s a big deal if a brother and sister see each naked.”
We watched TV for a while until after Mom went to bed, then left the couch for the dogs and headed up to my room to get ready for bed. I went to the bathroom first to get ready, and made sure I gave Abby enough time to put on her pajamas before I went back in there.
“Your turn,” I said as I came out. As Abby headed for the bathroom, I again looked at the spaces between the buttons on her pajama tops, stretched open from the shirt being too small. The openings to her soft skin underneath seemed larger than last night, but were still maddeningly small. I could just see where her chest curved softly into the side of her breast, and imagined the sight of her firm tits and big nipples again. As she walked past, I looked at her round ass, seeing the darker color of my own boxer-briefs through the worn-thin cotton of her pants. I imagined my own underwear rubbing against the fuzzy lips of her pussy. A moment later, the bathroom door closed.
It was clear that our earlier encounter had gotten me hornier that I realized. Normally when I was horny at night, I’d sit at my computer and visit some of my favorite websites, but with only a few minutes until Abby returned, I decided it wasn’t an option tonight. I stripped down to a t-shirt and my boxer-briefs, slipped into the sleeping bag and tried to clear my head.
Abby came back in and saw me already on the floor. She turned out the light, leaving only the faint glow of my monitor, and climbed into the bed, wrapping the blanket around her tightly like a cocoon. “It sure is cold in here tonight,” she said. She was right.
“Must be your broken window letting all the cold air into here through the bathroom.” I got out of the sleeping bag and crammed a towel under the bathroom door.
Abby watched me as I did it. “You really shouldn’t be sleeping on that cold hard floor, especially if you’re already sore.”
“And what kind of brother would I be if I let you sleep there?”
Abby looked at me a moment and hesitated. “We could, um, you know, share the bed, just for tonight. There’s enough room for us both.”
I hesitated at the idea, too. I still couldn’t get the image of Abby’s naked body out of my head, sharing a bed might be a bad idea. On the other hand, the floor was cold and hard and my shoulder did ache. “Alright, just for tonight.” She was laying near the edge of the bed to talk to me, still wrapped up. I just climbed over her to take the side against the wall, lying on my side facing her. Abby unwrapped part way and extended the blanket over me. She was facing away from me, with just a slight separation between us. I could feel the heat coming from her body, but tried to put her out of my head.
“Goodnight, sis,” I said.
“Goodnight.”
I had almost started to doze off when Abby said, “I’m still kind of cold.” She reached back and grabbed my arm and pulled it over herself and nuzzled up right against me, pulling me against her back and resting her ass against my groin. I felt her warm body through our cotton shirts. With her hand over mine, she pulled it and nestled my palm against her ribs. I realized that my fingers had fallen in the gap between the buttons of her shirt and were touching her soft skin. For what seemed like a long time I just held them there, not daring to move, feeling her creamy skin just inches away from her breasts. Everything else had fallen away from existence except the sensation at the end of my fingers. I didn’t even breathe for fear of loosing the moment.
Then I felt something else. My dick had begun to rapidly swell. With Abby’s butt pressed gently against it, it was impossible to hide. As it grew, it pressed harder against her. Beneath my hand I felt Abby’s breathing quicken, her heart race and her body tense. I sat motionless, terrified of what was happening but more terrified of loosing this feeling.
Abby began to shift, and I felt a brief moment of panic thinking all was lost. Surely she’ll move away from me. Instead, she rocked her ass back and forth, pressing herself more against my hard dick. At the same time, she pulled my hand farther into the opening in her shirt. She must have had one button undone, because both our hands slid in and up her ribs until my finger pressed against the bottom of her breast. I could feel every part of her, from her hand to her legs, were even tenser than before. Though her heart was racing, she lay motionless.
She’d already taken another step herself; perhaps she was waiting to see if I’d take it a step further. I very slowly began moving my finger against the side of her breast, waiting for any sign of rejection. Sensing none, I grew bolder and moved my hand. Using just my fingertips, I caressed around the very edge of her breast, scared at any moment she’d pull away from me.
As my fingers circled her breast, I began to cup it gently in my palm. My fingers spiraled inward, and I softly went all around her areola before bringing my forefinger and thumb to her nipple.
I had never felt more stimulated in my entire life. My dick had started jump slightly in excitement against Abby’s ass, and as I cupped her breast and touched her nipple, she breathed out slowly and began rubbing up and down against my dick and body, slowly at first, but then more firmly when I pushed back. Despite our clothes, my dick nestled nicely between her ass cheeks and I thrust gently against her.
I reached my other hand around under her head and unbuttoned her top buttons, and grabbed her breast with it. My other hand free, I finished the lower buttons and pulled her shirt open. Again my fingers caressed her, this time the soft skin of her side just above her waistband. After a few rounds I began pressing one finger under the edge of her pants on her side, then another, then another. I felt the skin of her hip under my own boxer-briefs as she continued to rock against my dick, and slowly moved my hand down toward her belly, keeping my fingers just inside her pants.
I held my hand for a second, then, more slowly then anything else I’d done, began moving my fingers farther in. I first came to her pubes, and I remembered how fiery red they had been. I split my fingers apart and ran then through her hair, my palm now pressed into her.
As I continued lower, I felt the biggest rush of adrenaline yet as reached the soft skin of her pussy. Using only two fingers, I softly and gently traced one along each of the lips of her pussy. She gasped slightly and stopped moving her ass. I had another moment of terror that she might pull away and I paused, but there was no way I could stop then. With only one finger I circled around her hole, feeling the fuzz and soft skin of her pussy lips. She reached one arm over her head and behind her, ran her fingers through my hair to my scalp and gripped the top of my head. Her other hand slipped quickly in her underwear over mine, she grabbed a hold of my hand, and pressed it against her pussy. She began rubbing against my groin again, and my dick just seemed to be enveloped
by the flesh of her cheeks.
I grabbed her breast tighter with one hand and took my finger and touched right in the middle of her pussy, feeling it to be wetter and softer than I had ever imagined. Her hand pressed mine harder, and I plunged my finger deep into her. She exhaled and inhaled sharply and with the hand on my head pressed me harder against her back. I pushed my finger in and out of her, rubbing the tip against what felt like the ribbed inside of her cunt. My other fingers at first brushed against the outside, but then with her hand she pressed me harder against her, pushing my thumb hard against the area at the top of her pussy. Unable to pull my finger out, I more and more quickly bent my finger in a ‘come hither’ gesture inside her, rubbing my fingertip against her as fast and hard as I could. She moved her hips up and down to meet every move of my finger and she pressed against me with all her warmth and strength, her breath quick and shallow.
As we continued my hand started to get tired, but I dared not stop, and she continued to move against me harder and faster. Finally, she exploded in my arms, her body jerking and pressing against my hands, chest and dick. I held her more tightly, one hand almost squishing her tit into her chest. I could feel her pussy squeezing hard against my finger over and over again as I kept pushing it inside her. Her orgasm seemed to last forever.
When she jerking finally weakened and stopped, she gently pulled my finger out of her pussy and up to her stomach. She wiggled her ass against my dick again, and I felt her whole body relax in my arms. Within minutes she was deep asleep. I fell asleep holding her, and wishing she’d get to share my room with me forever.

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The Nerd -Epilog

The Nerd gets more than he bargained for—then he gets revenge.
Chapter 1
Ryan and Morgan made love all night and well into the next morning. It was as though they had found an oasis after wandering for a month in the desert. They couldn’t get enough of each other. They slept the rest of the day before preparing for their wedding. They selected a date, saw the minister and reserved the church. This should be interesting thought Ryan who was brought up Catholic in contemplation of a Baptist wedding. Ryan gave Morgan a credit card and sent her, Mom and Sara shopping for a dress. Seventeen thousand dollars later they were finally finished. The guest list was created and the invitations mailed. At last, with only two weeks to go, they were almost done. Sara would be Maid of Honor; Ryan’s brother Dan, Best Man.
The night before the wedding they prepared for bed, wearing their usual pajamas-nothing. Ryan thought he could see the onset of Morgan’s swelling abdomen, but maybe it was just his imagination. Seven weeks had past since he had asked her to marry him and he was sublimely happy. After so many years of hard work his life was coming together, at last. Ryan lay back on his pillow and was about to sleep when he felt Morgan’s fingers move across his hip to his flaccid cock. Well, he thought, it won’t be flaccid for long. Her hand did a figure eight up and down his shaft, quickly bring him to a fully erect state. Ryan moaned his approval as Morgan turned over to face him. She lowered her face, placing her tongue right on his cock head. She cupped his balls before going down on him, sucking his hard, hot dick deep into her throat. Morgan pushed him back on the bed, mounting him before riding him hard. Morgan loved it hard. She loved ramming her clit into Ryan’s pubic bone, using the friction to bring herself to a stirring orgasm. On this occasion she reached back, first to cup and massage his balls and later to massage the inside of his rectum with a finger or two. Working him this way quickly brought him to an explosive ejaculation which Morgan was happy to take into her pussy. She was only a few seconds behind him. She twitched and shook violently as wave after wave of orgasmic ecstasy rolled through her. She collapsed onto him and was just nibbling his ear when they both fell into a relaxing slumber.
The wedding went as planned. Ryan was relieved that it wasn’t a Catholic mass which would have trapped the wedding party and guests in the stifling church for almost an hour. Instead the ceremony stuck to the basics—do you take? and all that stuff—over and done in fifteen minutes. They retired to the limo with Dan and Sara. Ryan’s attention was to his bride, of course, but it seemed that Sara was giving him some “funny” looks. That was the only way Ryan knew to describe what he was seeing. When they arrived at the posh country club where the reception was held he got a close look at both Sara and his mother-in-law. It seemed they were both giving him these looks and he didn’t know what to make of them. Seated at the dais, he turned to his lovely bride, “Do you know what’s up with your mom and Sara? They both keep giving me these looks that I don’t understand.”
“Yes, darling, but I think you should talk to them. They should tell you themselves, but be sure to talk to Sara first.”
Ryan didn’t know what to think, but, excusing himself, he went to seek out his sister-in-law—his erstwhile lover—Sara. She was standing alone near one of the open bars, sipping a cocktail even though she was under age. She smiled when she saw him approach. “Hi, brother-in-law,” she said, but she was staring at him lewdly, as if undressing him with her eyes.
“Sara, what’s going on? You and your mom keep giving me these strange “looks.” Just now you looked like you wanted to rape me.”
“Well, Ryan, remember our wonderful weekend together? It seems you left me with a little present. Well—uh—it’s little now but growing every day—DAD!”
Ryan staggered back. This was not the kind of information he needed or wanted to hear on his wedding day. “You’re kidding, aren’t you? I thought you were on the pill.”
“Who told you that? Not, me. I wanted to fuck and I loved doing it with you, but I never took any precautions, and neither did you. We had a great weekend together and I’m pregnant. You can have a paternity test if you want to, but you are definitely the father. I haven’t had sex with anyone else—either before or after. I think I should move in with you and Morgan. We can have a wonderful time together, just like we did that weekend.”
Now Ryan really staggered. Move in? What would Morgan think? He turned and walked through the crowd. What a day! Could anything worse happen? As it turned out—yes!
He ran smack dab into his new mother-in-law. She pulled him aside saying, “I need to talk to you—alone!” She pulled him into a hallway just outside the reception room. She turned with venom in her eyes. “You fucked Morgan and got her pregnant. Then you fucked Sara and got her pregnant. What the hell’s wrong with me? Don’t you think I like to fuck? Don’t you think I’d love to have a baby growing inside me? I may be their mother, but I’m still a year younger than you. If you don’t fuck me and knock me up, I’m going to make a lot of trouble. Sara’s not of legal age in this state. That’s statutory rape, buster! So get ready to whip it out and do me right—over and over—until I’m with child. Then I think I should move in with you and Morgan…and Sara. You have a really big house. There’s room for all of us!”
The room was spinning when he returned to Morgan. He sat down, taking a huge swig of his drink. Fuck, he thought, I need a double. In fact, I need to get drunk. He realized that Morgan was looking at him. “Isn’t it wonderful news about Sara? I want her to move in with us right away. And don’t worry about Mom. She loves to fuck as much as I do and she’ll be a big help when the babies come. I’m due in November and Sara’s due three weeks later. Then when Mom gets pregnant we’ll be able to help her. Isn’t that wonderful?”
“All I wanted was for us to be together and build our family. I didn’t know Sara wasn’t on the pill or I wouldn’t have fucked her without a condom. And now your mother? It’s too much, too much!”
“You worry too much, Ryan. It’ll all work out, believe me…believe me.”
Ryan didn’t know what to believe any more. All his plans and hopes shattered in a single day.
Chapter 2
As Morgan had predicted, it did all work out without much difficulty. The hardest part, it turned out, was selling Marge’s (Morgan’s mother’s name) shitty single-wide mobile home. A lot of termite damage was discovered when it was inspected. The cost of fixing it was almost as much as the whole thing was worth, so Ryan had the house demolished and sold the land. A man from upstate bought the lot and the one next to it, anticipating building a good-sized home there. Of course, selling the lot did not provide as much money as the lot and house would have, but money wasn’t a big issue for Ryan.
Morgan set up a schedule—Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday Ryan would fuck her; Tuesday and Friday were Sara’s turn with Ryan; Thursday and Sunday Ryan would fuck Marge. Thus Ryan would be kept busy the entire week satisfying his three lovers. It was agreed among the parties that threesomes would be welcomed with Morgan agreeing to Ryan and the other two women if she could sit and watch the fun. Ryan was mortified but he went along, as much to satisfy Morgan as to placate Marge. The last thing he needed along with this three-ring circus was a visit from the police. At one point he considered moving to Utah so his family wouldn’t look so out-of-place.
Things looked up on his first Thursday with Marge. She was older than her daughters naturally, but she was in magnificent shape for someone thirty-nine years old. Her breasts were firm, and larger than Morgan’s, even with her pregnancy advancing. She had a flat abdomen, with an obvious absence of stretch marks, and her butt still had a long way to go before sagging. Better—she was truly insatiable in her animalistic pursuit of sex. When Ryan entered her room she was wearing a short kimono in the lotus position so Ryan could see all the way up to her pussy. Ryan started to disrobe but Marge stopped him. “That’s my job,” she said. She rose, walked to him, and put his hands on his shoulders. Then, moving closer, she initiated a kiss, sticking her tongue into his reluctant mouth. Ryan went along, eventually even getting into it as his body betrayed him. Marge slipped her hands inside his shirt, rubbing his chest and teasing his nipples before sliding it over his head. She sucked and bit his nipple now. Ryan responded by placing his hands on her butt cheeks, squeezing them, and pulling her cunt against his thigh. Marge’s hands moved now to his belt, opening it and pulling down his pants. His boxers showed a major tent as his erection struggled for freedom. Marge growled like a feral animal as she knelt before him and pulled down his boxers in one motion that also saw her deep throat his cock without any preliminaries. Ryan struggled to keep his balance, so forcefully did Marge pull him. Eventually he regained his balance and stood with Marge glued to his cock. Her technique, if you could call it that, was to suck as hard as possible in the hope of bringing him off. “We need to stop, Marge, I’m almost ready to cum. We need to put it into your cunt.” Ryan had used this term—most objectionable to most women—intentionally. If she were going to blackmail him, he was going to abuse her—not verbally or physically, and definitely not in front of Morgan, but, he would abuse her sexually. It would become his modus operandi—his method of operation when fucking her. Also, he had decided, that under no circumstance would he eat her out. He may have to fuck her, but that was all. Ryan pulled out—carefully, for he was worried about being bitten—and moved to the bed. He pulled Marge with him—on top of him. He moved her over his cock and forced her down, although truth be told, it didn’t take much forcing. Marge was soaking wet from her brief oral encounter with Ryan’s cock. She slid down his pole as effortlessly as if it were greased. Ryan was surprised. Even after giving birth twice her pussy was still tight. Certainly the third tightest he’d ever had, after Sara and Morgan. In keeping with her animalistic approach to sex, Marge was humping and grinding in overdrive. Ryan marveled that she could move her abdomen so fast. Marge reminded him of a dog humping his bitch, so quickly did she move. Ryan reached up and opened her kimono, revealing her marvelous set of tits, firm and round, almost a C-cup with long protruding nipples and large round areolas. Ryan reached up with his mouth to suckle, a move that drove Marge crazy with desire. She humped even faster, as though shifting into an even higher gear. This change in tempo was all it took to bring Ryan over the edge. He squirted several long ropes of hot white cum into Marge’s womb. He didn’t worry about helping her to cum—that wasn’t part of the deal. He was required to fuck and impregnate her, and that was all he was willing to do. Hell, he wasn’t even willing to do that much, but what choice did he have?
He tried to push Marge off him but she resisted. “I want to stop it from leaking out,” she said.
“Then roll over and stick your legs in the air,” replied Ryan brusquely as he pushed her over onto the bed. “Or maybe we should get you a big stopper.” It sounded like he might be kidding, but there was no humor in Ryan’s brain. He rose, gathered his clothes without bothering to dress and walked out the door to shower. When he walked into the bedroom, Morgan was waiting. She was about to ask him how it went but decided not to when she saw the expression on his face. Ryan showered, went to bed, and rebuffed Morgan’s advances, disgusted with his plight.
Chapter 3
Ryan had a date to play golf the following morning. He kissed Morgan goodbye and headed for the garage to get his clubs into the Porsche. He was just about to leave when he realized he had forgotten his GPS. He retrieved the devise from his dresser and was on his way back to the car when he heard laughter coming from the living room. Morgan, Sara, and Marge were having a great time. Soon he realized it was at his expense. He paused just inside the kitchen to eavesdrop.
“What a sap,” laughed Morgan. “Can you believe he actually fell for all this? We can take him for everything he owns and he won’t even be able to do anything about it. Ha ha ha.!
“When I get pregnant,” stated Marge, somewhat more soberly, “he’ll really be in a pickle.”
“Well, I hope it’s soon,” moped Sara. “My boyfriend isn’t too happy about me letting him fuck me, and neither am I. I only want Steve fucking me, not that nerdy Ryan. Geez, what a pathetic loser, I’m glad he’s not the father of my baby. Who’d want a nerd kid?”
Marge interrupted, ”You have to be patient and follow the plan. When Morgan came home and told me how loaded this nerd was I saw it as our way out of that fucking trailer. Look where we live now, and we have all the money we want to spend, too. We probably won’t get all of it, but we’ll get plenty. When our lawyer gets into court and tells the judge how we were forced to be his love slaves…well, just use your imagination. Morgan, I have to hand it to you. You played the sucker beautifully.”
“Yeah, I did and, know what, it was easy…almost too easy. He was desperate to fall in love, so desperate he would believe anything. Could anyone believe that someone like me would fall for a jerk almost twice my age? Of course not, but he did—big time.”
Ryan had heard enough. He tiptoed out the door to the Porsche, started the engine and drove away. He called his buddies and cancelled—he was too upset– and too angry– to play. He needed to plot his revenge. He went to a Starbuck’s, ordered something—anything—just so he could sit there and think. Say what you will—nerds are good at thinking. Just after noon, after hashing over dozens of schemes, he thought he might have it. He would get them involved in a swindle. Of course, he’d be involved, too, but by the time the shit hit the fan he’d be long gone.
His first step was to hack into the county newspaper’s records to find someone who had been born around the same he was, and who had died either in infancy or early in life. It took him several tries but eventually he found one who was perfect. Born just a month after him and died in an auto accident six months later. He mailed a formal request for a copy of the birth certificate—his birth certificate—signing his new name along with the necessary fee. The copy was to be mailed to a condo he had rented with cash for a year, making the real estate agent ecstatic. He used the condo as a base of operations, setting up a computer, internet access, and residency for his new identity. When he had his birth certificate he mailed it along with a color photo of his face to the U.S. State Department along with a passport application and the fee for expedited service. Ryan knew that few clerks, faced with hundreds if not thousands of requests every day, would take the time or make the effort to check if there was also a death certificate. More importantly, he knew the county records department was not computerized, which would have made his task almost impossible. He knew that birth records were kept in one location; death records in another. In about a month his passport was delivered. It was perfect, of course, because it was real. Now for phase two.
The hardest part was acting naturally at home, being the same old nerd he had been “BB”—before betrayal. “I had an idea,” he said one evening before his appointment to fuck the insatiable but obnoxious Marge. “Since we’re going to be one big happy family, I thought we ought to have some investments…you know…as a group.” He had to be careful not to acknowledge the glances the women had given each other almost mocking him. “This idea should bring us almost fifty million dollars in less than a year’s time. I want to start an investment firm with the four of us as principals. What do you say? Want in? I’ll do all the work. All you have to do is get rich.”
Ryan knew their greed would get the best of them. “Yeah!” they all yelled, dollar signs in their eyes.
‘OK, great, I’ll get the necessary paperwork put together for you to sign. The hook was in the water, now all he had to do was set it.
Chapter 4
Ryan set up an office in the nearby city and advertised in financial publications. The ads offered an investment in a privately held hedge fund with double digit return in less than six months and almost guaranteed income. It took less than a month for the first checks to come in. He deposited them using signature stamps—Marge Stanton, Sara Stanton, and Morgan Stanton. He never used his own signature. After a month he started sending out checks—interest and principal-again with two signatures—Marge Stanton, Treasurer, and Sara Stanton, Vice President, or Morgan Stanton, President. They were overjoyed with their “official titles,” and were even more overjoyed with the checks that he brought home for them –$100,000 each the first month; $200,000 or more each succeeding month. This went on for six months until he was tipped off. The SEC was looking into the company’s affairs—amazing how a $100,000 bribe to a well placed clerk in the SEC’s Washington office could pay off. The SEC was closing in on his Ponzi scheme. It was time to disappear. Ryan had already moved virtually all his funds offshore to the Cayman Islands. He had also wiped the office clean of his fingerprints and deposited quite a number of his “lovers’” prints, taken from glasses or dishes with tape and transferred to desks, computers, even the bathroom. Only one thing left to do—one final fuck with Morgan.
Morgan was really bulging and she was reluctant to have sex, but that wasn’t stopping Ryan tonight. He’d fuck her from behind before fucking her ass. He began tenderly, kissing her lips and neck, moving her fingers down to his cock. There’d been no sex for almost a month so his attentions were well received—she just didn’t want to fuck him. He rubbed her pussy making her wet. They were standing in the bedroom so she was unconcerned when he shifted around behind her ostensibly to nuzzle her neck. Suddenly, he pushed her against her bureau, bending her over. He was in her just as quickly. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“Just taking my due, my dear; I’ve been remiss recently—all my responsibilities at work, I guess. He was giving it to her hard and fast, taking out all his pent up frustrations and anger in one special moment. “I’m sorry, dear, I just got carried away.” He withdrew and wiped his wet cock on her robe, but he did not let her up. He moved now to her ass, ramming his dry cock into her dry ass, causing her intense pain. He knew he had hurt her, but he would have to do this a thousand times before he could come close to equaling the pain he had received. She screamed as the pain ripped through her but he kept up his pace until he felt his balls churn. Then he pulled out, spun her around, and forced his exploding cock into her mouth. Cum dripped from her mouth onto her chest and swollen stomach.
“Are you crazy?” she screamed as she finally was able to stand up. “Have you noticed I’m almost ready to deliver? You hurt me you asshole.”
Ryan smirked internally before saying,” I just wanted to give you something to remember me by. I’m going fishing.” He walked calmly out the door, out of the house, and down the dock to the thirty-footer. He started it up and headed to the inlet and the ocean. He had secretly hidden a small inflatable with a five horsepower engine aboard last weekend while the women were out shopping. They never went near the boat; there was no danger of it being discovered. When he was about five miles from shore, he loosened the nut holding one of the fuel lines, set the timer, inflated the small boat and left. Thirty minutes later there was a horrific explosion. The Coast Guard was only able to retrieve a wallet and driver’s license from the wreckage; the boat had burned to the waterline, the outboards sinking in the deep water. The official report surmised that Ryan had been fixing a leak in the gas tank when it ignited, destroying him along with the boat. In truth, Ryan had motored on the calm seas to a nearby resort, leaving the inflatable at the water’s edge, believing correctly that some kids would come along and take it for a joyride. Walking to the front of the resort he was able to take a taxi to a nearby shopping center. He had placed all his valuables in a used car he had purchased using his new identity. He drove to the airport, caught a flight to Atlanta, connecting to Mexico City, connecting to Rio.
Feigning shock at the news, the women were, in reality, thrilled to hear of Ryan’s demise. All his hundreds of millions would be theirs. They were quite startled to learn that the accounts held only a little under fifty thousand dollars. They were even more surprised when U.S. Marshals appeared at their door with arrest warrants for the three of them—securities fraud, grand theft, mail fraud were the main charges, but there were lots more. Denials, claims that they did and knew nothing were interpreted by law enforcement to be total blatant lies. They were unable to make bail so all three delivered their babies in federal prison. The children were taken away to foster care shortly after birth. They were sentenced to twenty years each. They still didn’t understand what had happened, but they were still screwed big time.
About a month into her sentence Morgan received a post card—unsigned. It said simply, “It’s never a good idea to gloat in a nerd’s living room about how you’ve played him for a fool.” Morgan was sure it had come from Ryan, but how to prove it.
At the same time, a gorgeous Brazilian she-male was kneeling in front of a slightly built six footer who was reclining in a lounge chair taking in the view of Ipanema Beach. “May I suck your cock, Senhor George? “
“Sounds great to me, Rita. Then I’ll want to fuck that fine ass of yours.”
“Oh Senhor George, you say the sweetest things.”

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