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Beastiality my First Time

Bestiality, my first time
Today I turned 51 years old and this is my story. I was brought up on a farm and married a widowed farmer when I was 22 and he was 55. I am far from being good looking but I’m not ugly either. I am what you would call sturdy at 5’6” and weigh 155 lbs. The only fat on my body is in my large tits which are 40dd. From the time I was 7 I milked our cows and fed the rest of the animals on my Dad’s farm. I helped in the planting and harvesting of our various crops. We owned about 800 acres and planted alfalfa, barley, corn and cotton rotating them. My dad believed the bible and would let a portion of the fields lay fallow every seven year.
The town we lived near was pretty small. It had a hardwood store, a post office, a barber shop, a drug store, a small market, a lumber yard, several commercial stores and of course a bar. The population was 1,123 so you can see there were not a lot of boys beating down my door to take me out. In fact I never had a date until the widower asked my Dad if he could marry me. Our first and only date was a trip to the drug store for a coke.
Growing up the only thing I new about sex was what I learned when my Dad bread our stallion to our mare and our Ass. It took me a while to understand why I would get flushed and get a funny feeling between my legs when I help my Dad breed the stallion. Sometimes I had to guide their huge cocks into the females while Dad held the Mare and the Ass still. By the time I was 15 we had six horses and 3 mules to help with the farming. We had two tractors but my Dad preferred using the mules and horses most of the time. Each time we bred the stallion and also later his offspring I would get all wet between my legs. I was nineteen when I played with myself the first time and had my first climax. In fact when I came it scared the hell out of me but at the same time it felt really good. I started fingering my self once or twice a week for the release I got.
I married John the widower and he took me to the city for our honeymoon. I guess my Dad told John I was a Virgin and didn’t know anything about sex. On the way to the city he gave me a book to read about sex. It had pictures and by the time we got to the hotel my panties were all wet from my vagina oozing my juices that the book and pictures had aroused in me. John took me out to eat and a picture show. It was only the second picture I had ever seen. When we got back to the hotel room John told me to take a shower and then get into bed. I was laying in bed in the dark without my night gown on when John got into bed with me.
John began to squeeze my breasts and pinch my nipples. He kissed my neck several times and then he took my left breast into his mouth as he continued to squeeze and fondle my other one. He sucked my nipple and as I looked down I saw how far my nipples had popped out. I have very large dark areolas and my nipples were almost 3/8ths of an inch around. I was becoming very wet between my legs when John slid his hand between my legs and I felt his finger enter the folds of my vagina. He pushed one then two up inside me until I felt him hit something inside me that prevented him from going any deeper.
John started shoving his fingers in and out of me and when he took his thumb and rubbed it over the top part of my slit a tremendous feeling ran over my whole body. Just like when I fingered myself only better. I found I was breathing much more rapidly and I began to force my vagina back against his fingers. Suddenly I felt this tremendous surge go thru my body and my ass came up hard against his fingers. There was such a relief within me like I had been holding my breath for a very long time and then all the air came spilling out. It was so much bigger and better than those times I did it to myself.
He crawled on top of me and got between my legs. I felt something very large push against the entrance of my vagina. I looked down and saw what was poking at me. His penis was huge. I thought there was no way he was going to be able to put that thing in me. I then felt my vagina entrance part a little as he pushed against me. When he shoved harder I felt like my vagina was going to split as he drove inside me. He hit the same thing that had prevented his fingers from going any further inside me.
He lifted my legs a bit and drove his penis deep inside my vagina. The pain was excruciating. I felt like someone had hit me very hard between my legs. I screamed and almost passed out. The inside of my vagina felt like it would split it was so full of his penis. He held very still for almost five minutes before the pain subsided. He began to slide that huge penis in and out of me very slowly. Within minutes the pain went away and I began to feel a great deal of pleasure from what he was doing.
Faster and faster he went and then I felt that same sensation flow over me. He continued to pound that huge penis in and out of me. Two more times I felt that beautiful feeling flow over me and I realized I was shoving my pelvis back at him each time he plunged down inside me. I felt him give a powerful push and I felt a hot liquid shoot into me. Three, four, and then five spurts of hot liquid spurt against the inside of my vagina. John collapsed on top of me breathing very hard.
We both lay there panting for quite awhile. He pulled me to him and held me tight against his chest. We must have dozed off for a time because I woke up a short time later and felt his penis rise between my legs and we did it again. We did it again about six that morning and each time it was even better than the previous time. There was blood all over the sheets and on my legs. I took a long hot shower and while at breakfast I took the sex book and continued to read and look at the pictures. I found that what he did to me was called fucking and that my vagina was known as a pussy, or cunt. That his penis was a cock or dick and that flowing sensation I kept having was called cumming or having a climax or orgasm.
When we got back to his farm he took the week off. He fucked me twice a day for a solid week. I though wow, I wondered what he would have been like at twenty. He told me his cock was 7 ½ inches long and as big around as my wrist. I got pregnant two years later and had twin boys. We worked the 800 acre farm and made a good living for the next twelve years. We had a great sex life and I got that great cock shoved into my pussy at least three and often as much as five times a week. Oh how I enjoyed it.
John had a stroke just after my 35 birthday and the boys were 11. For the next 3 years I had to run the farm by myself. John, bless his sole tried to compensate for the fact he could no longer perform by eating my pussy now and then. He died two days before my 38th birthday. Without a man around the house and my boys being only 14 I bought two dogs for protection, a large German Shepard, and the other a half white Shepard and half Akita when they were puppies. I called the Shepard Shep of course and by four years old he weighed 90 lbs. The white Shepard/Akita I called curly because his tail stuck strait up and had a curl in it. He was huge and at 4 weighed 155 lbs.
I never thought to have them fixed. I really missed the sex that my husband had provided me. I worked the farm with some help from the boys for the next three years. I master-batted a couple times a week to keep my sanity. On my 41st birthday I was working in the field and started my period. I didn’t have a pad with me and I was flowing pretty hard so I sat down on the running board of the tractor and removed my Jeans and panties intending on using my panties as a pad till I could get to the house.
I was sitting there folding my panties into a pad when the Akita shoved his nose between my legs and began to lick my pussy. I jumped a foot and pushed him away but he came right between my legs again and started licking. I had never had my pussy licked and the feeling made my legs weak. I sat back down on the tractor stair and pulled my pussy lips apart and let him lick. Then Shep got below Curly and started licking my Ass and the lower part of my pussy. Those two dogs made me cum three times within minutes.
Curly would stick his tongue inside my vagina and scoop out the blood and cum and at the same time as he would come out he would slide his tongue across my clit. Shep was licking my Ass and the pussy juices Curly missed. I was cumming so much my brain went blank. I finally stood up to get on the tractor and drive back to the house before I passed out. I tripped over Curly and fell on my face. I started to get up but only got to my hands and knees when Shep jumped on my back and I felt his cock slid deep into my pussy.
I thought OH shit and tried to get him off but he held me tight. His cock was going in and out of me so fast and I felt myself getting close to an orgasm. When his knot began to swell I let go a tremendous climax. That knot was being shoved inside and then out of my pussy. Finally it swelled and he gave a big shove and it stayed inside me and I felt him shoot his dog cum deep inside me. Shep made me cum twice more as he kept shooting squirt after squirt deep inside me. When he stopped pumping he turned around and for a short time we were hung together and then he plopped out of me and went and laid down an began to lick himself.
I was still trying to get my breath back when Curly shoved his huge dick into me. His weight forced my head and chest to the ground. Like Shep that dick of his was slamming me so fast and I couldn’t move. He was so big I felt the small end of his dick enter my cervix and he shoved so hard that I think he penetrated it close to and inch. Then he came out and slammed back into me. He was going in and out of my cervix and pussy so fast that it was very painful. His knot began to swell and it felt like a baseball was being shoved in and out of me. The pain stopped and I began to cum once, twice then a third time. He shoved that huge knot up inside me and it rubbed against an area that caused me to climax like I had never had before. A large amount of liquid came pouring out of me.
Curly held me tight and I felt his cock begin to shoot a huge amount of his cum straight into my cervix and I felt some cum run deep into my Uterus. The feeling of his hot cum entering those areas of my cervix and uterus made me cum again and again. I was so strung out that I passed out. When I came too a short time later Curly had turned around and was trying to pull free. I could still feel him shooting more cum deep inside me. I was still so excited and his trying to get away was rubbing my insides and my clit at the same time causing me to cum again.
That knot was so big it wouldn’t come out. Not like Shep who only tied me a very short time. It took almost twenty minuets before it finally came out. I was so full of cum from the two dogs that when it did come out I shot water and cum all over the ground. I could hardly climb into the tractor’s seat my legs were so weak. I made it to the house and took a long shower and douched myself with the shower nozzle. For the rest of the day all I could think about was what those dogs had done to me and how much I enjoyed it.
That night after the boys went to bed I let the dogs in and took them into my bedroom and let each one fuck me. For the next five days those dogs fucked me four and five times a day while the twins were in school. Then suddenly they lost interest and I realized my period had ended. It took me another ten days of jacking them off each time I wanted the dogs to fuck me to train them. Finally they got the idea that when they licked my pussy they got to fuck me.
For the next month I was able to let my dogs fuck me twice a day and occasionally three times before the twins came home. Most of the time I liked them to fuck me when working in the fields. I always let both of the dogs fuck me one after the other. Usually Shep first then Curly because Shep got me going and then I could take Curly’s enormous cock. I measured it when it was fully hard. It was six and a half inches from the tip to his knot and the knot was three inches wide with an inch behind the knot. So when he had his cock all the way in it was about ten inches. Shep was only seven and a half inches.
I almost got caught by one of the twins when I let Shep fuck me in the barn. If his brother hadn’t called to him causing him answer I wouldn’t have known he was outside the barn. Shep had just stopped shooting his hot cum into my belly when I heard them. I scrambled to get dressed and just got my Jeans on when he walked in. I pretended to be raking the straw. If it had been Curly I would have still been tied to him and wouldn’t have been able to get away. I was afraid of what my twins would think of me if one or both twins found out about the dogs?
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Daughter-in-Law wants a baby – Part 2

As I pulled in the driveway I was about to hit the button to raise the garage door when I remembered Nancy was most likely parked there. My daughter-in-law had been staying at our house whenever her husband, my son Todd, and I went out on our seminar tours. A rape and burglary had taken place a few doors down from their house last year and she was still nervous to stay home alone when Todd went out for an extended period.
I parked in the driveway, turned off the engine and just sat back. I needed to go inside and talk to my husband but I was not ready for the talk yet. He was not expecting me for another week so there was no hurry. Frankly I was not looking forward to it. There was going to be a lot of anger. I didn’t know if my marriage could withstand it.
I looked around the neighborhood. Except for one house all the lights were off. That house belonged to the busybody of the neighborhood. She was most likely sitting by the window, wondering why I had not gone in yet. She probably was also wondering what I was doing here in the first place at 1 in the morning. I had started driving as soon as the seminar finished for the day. Todd stayed behind and I drove alone. Fortunately it was Friday so I had the weekend to recover and not too long a drive.
And so I sat thinking. So much had happened in this last year. It’s hard to believe it has been a year. It was all so easy in the beginning. How did things get were they are now?
A year ago Todd and I were giving a seminar at the one of the state university campuses? We were teaching business management techniques to the university professors. It had been a long week. Half the professors thought the class was useless, had no practical application to what they did and the other half thought it was great.
It was Friday afternoon, the end of a long week and we, my son and I, would be staying the weekend and working with another group of professors the following week before we would have a chance to go home and relax for a few days.
The room had finally cleared out, it’s amazing how many questions some of these teachers can come up with, when my son came up to my side. He is such a handsome boy, correct that, young man. I shouldn’t be calling guy 6’ 2” a boy anyway. Several of the younger female professors had hit on him the past week, a couple of the older ones also.
“Hey mom, how about we grab a bite and I’ll take you out for a drink. There is a bar right around the corner from our hotel that a lot of the kids go to. They have a band. If you are good I’ll spin you around on the dance floor”.
I thought about it, it was enticing, “I don’t know honey. You showing up with an older lady, one old enough to be your mother”, I said with a laugh, “that’s going to cut out any action for you”.
Todd actually blushed. “Oh Mom. You’ll fit in fine. You look like you would be one of these girls’, he paused and smiled, “older sister”. Then the smile was replaced with a blank look, “I don’t need any action here. I would just like to have more at home”.
I started to ask what he meant but decided to keep ‘mother’ out of it when he quickly began putting papers away in his briefcase. Maybe I should go out for a drink later. He might open up without my prying. “Okay, you talked me into it, but I think I’ll pass on the dancing”.
We had a light dinner that evening and walked over to the bar. It was definitely popular with the University crowd. A band was playing and a small dance floor was full. I wasn’t too out of place. There were quite a few people around my age there. The older men were probably there to hit on the college girls. I recognized many of them as professors at the University: again, they were probably there to hit on the University girls.
Todd and I found a spot to sit and over the course of a few drinks we enjoyed the music, the band was actually pretty good, and watched the dancing. I think both of us were feeling a bit lonely and not ready to go back to empty hotel rooms so we nursed our drinks and watched the action, listened to music. We talked off and on. It finally came out that he and Nancy had been barely having sex the entire past year and he was getting frustrated. I thought welcome to my world. I was used to getting it on a regular basis when I was home but for the last year my husband seemed disinterested. I tried to explain to Todd about a woman having less of a sex drive after having a baby and that it would get better but he had already heard it.
“Mom, this started before the baby came. It was even before she got pregnant. We had been trying so hard for a couple of years and then in the course of a month we went from constantly to once or twice a month. I tried to talk to her about it but she didn’t want to talk about it. She just said things would get better. And now it’s been a few months and she is talking about getting pregnant again but I don’t know how that’s going to happen”.
He took a long drink, finishing it and added, “You have to have sex to get pregnant”.
“Give her some time. Having a new baby is a lot of work and if she wants another she knows the two of you will have to, uh, get together more often”.
Todd just nodded and ordered a couple more drinks for us and then fell silent.
Most of the action was not on the dance floor. It was amusing to watch the age-old game. Guys, young and old, in the mating dance: birds strutting around, fluffing their feathers, trying to attract the female while the females sit back, pretending to ignore them. I was about to lean over and ask Todd if he was ready to go back to the hotel when two young things walked up to our table. One of them asked Todd if he would like to dance with them while the other, just too good looking her own good, gave me that ‘what is this fine looking young man doing with an old lady like you’ look.
Todd looked at me, hesitated, and then looked back at the girls, “Thanks ladies, but my mom and I are just having a quick drink. We’re going to be leaving pretty soon”.
The girls quickly turned to me, and the one for whom I was beginning to develop a dislike said, “Your mother, how sweet. You don’t mind if your son dances with us for a bit do you”?
Now I really did not have a good reason to dislike her, other than the low-hip pants she was wearing, showing a lot of hip bone, and I knew she has to shave her pubic hair as it should be showing an inch or two, or the short floppy top she had on where if you leaned down one inch you were staring at the bottom of her perky tits. No, I did not have any reason to dislike her at all, but Todd was with me. He was mine for the evening. Was I getting jealous? I wasn’t sure but I knew Todd could use some fun. I turned to him and said, “Go ahead Todd. Have some fun. I still need to finish my drink”.
Before Todd could say anything the two girls pulled him out of his seat and dragged him out on the floor. Todd, always a bit self-conscious, started slowly but in less than a minute the three of them were really enjoying themselves. I thought the girls were grinding against him a bit too much.
They stayed out on the floor for a couple of numbers and then Todd went with them to their table. He motioned to me that he was going to have a drink with them. Todd sat at their table with one of the girls on each side. I watched as they talked animatedly, waiting for their drinks.
I looked around the room, bored, listening to the music and waited for Todd to finish. Now that I was alone I was antsy to leave. In one corner I noticed a table with two girls and two guys. It was one of the few tables that had a tablecloth. The two girls seemed to be arguing about something to the amusement of the guys. It was too noisy and too far away to have any idea what they were arguing about but it provided the only drama in the room. After a few minutes of arguing and pointing back and forth at each other one of the girls looked around the room and then slid down off her chair under the tablecloth. Just for a moment I wondered what she had dropped. Then it was obvious when the guy next to her got a goofy grin on his face and slouched down in his seat. Just thinking about it my face was getting hot and I was getting the beginning of that tingle between my legs.
When I looked back at Todd’s table I saw the girl, who was destined not to be my best friend, put her hand under the table on Todd’s thigh. He was saying something to the other girl and did nothing to stop the action under the table. I could feel the anger build up in me. Who did she think she was, putting a move on my guy, well my son that is, right in front of me. As I watched, waiting for Todd to do something, the girl turned towards me and saw me watching. I could swear she smiled. She moved her hand up until it had to be right on Todd’s dick and then turned back to Todd who was still talking to the other girl. And then my mind took a wild turn, I wondered what it would be like, feeling Todd’s cock get hard in my hand: getting hard because I was rubbing it. Stop it. You are just horny. Your son is not the answer. But then I thought, if he wasn’t, then maybe I didn’t understand the question.
I was just getting up when I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Cheryl”. Oh crap. It had to be the one jerk in our class. He was good looking, had charm, but knew it. I had no doubt he used it on all the girls in his classes, and probably had much success. “What a surprise to see you here. I would have guessed you went home over the weekend”. He motioned to the empty chair beside me, “May I join you”?
Unfortunately he also had clout at the University. I forced myself to smile and nodded, “Gary isn’t it? I’m going to be going in a minute, but until then”.
“No, it’s Grayson”. I saw a flash of irritation just for an instant on his face as he sat down. I knew his name but another professor had told me it was a good way to get his goat. He put his charming smile back on his face and pointed at my drink, “Can I get you another one”?
I shook my head, “I’ve several ahead of you. I’d better stop while I still can”.
I looked back at Todd. The girls were sitting right up against him now, and while the one girl was very noticeably rubbing his cock under the table, the other girl, while I was watching, took one of Todd’s hands and pulled it over and rested in on her thigh. She was wearing a very short skirt. I was surprised when Todd did not move his hand away. The girl must have expected Todd would take the hint and take it from there because after a minute she reached back under the table and pushed his hand higher, up under her skirt. Apparently she was of the impression that my son was a gynecologist.
“Todd seems to be getting lucky”. I turned around at the words. Grayson was looking over at the table where Todd was sitting. Then I felt Grayson’s hand on my thigh; pretty high on my thigh in fact. If I wasn’t of the opinion that his pen had been dipped in just about every inkwell on campus I could have been tempted. Just watching the girls with Todd was getting me hot.
Just as his hand began moving even higher I slipped my hand under the table and sank some nails into the top of his hand. It must have hurt, I heard him suck in his breath. “You should remove that before I leave you with a bloody stump”.
Grayson quickly removed his hand. “I just thought that you might be lonely, what you being out on the road all the time, and would like some company. Why else would you be here. No disrespect intended”.
I looked around the room and back at Grayson, “I’m fine. I think you will have better success out there”.
Without another word Grayson got up with his drink, nodded to me, mumbled something that sounded like ‘frigid bitch’, and went over to another table where several girls were seated. They must have known him and made room for him to sit down.
I looked back at Todd. The one girl was still rubbing his dick like it was a rabbits foot and she needed all the luck she could get. I was surprised she did not have it out of Todd’s pants by now jerking him off. Maybe she had, it had been a while since I last looked. The only thing saving him right now might be that their table did not have a tablecloth. Though it did not look like he was asking to be saved.
The other girl now seemed to be searching for something in Todd’s ear with her tongue. Todd was just slouched back in his chair with his eyes closed and one of those goofy guy grins on his face. His eyes opened slowly and he looked up to see me, across the room, watching what was going on. He pulled his hand from under the one girls skirt and pushed the other girl’s hand away from his cock. He spoke quickly to the girls and began getting up. They were pissed. They had some time invested and it was all going to waste. But they were young and had the right tools. They would find another opportunity in a minute or so.
At Todd walked towards me I noticed he was having some difficulty walking. It took me a moment to figure out he was trying to conceal his erection. Either that or his balls were so swollen he was trying to keep them from exploding. I didn’t want to stare but I would have given odds that if I did, and the light was better, I would have seen a wet spot on his pants.
When he got to my table I stood up to meet him. Before I could say anything he said, “I’m sorry mom. It just got out of hand. Don’t tell Nancy okay? I won’t do it again. It’s just that it has been so long and the attention felt good”.
“Well I don’t think it was the attention that felt good. And no, I won’t tell Nancy. You have to be careful on these trips. Sure it would feel good to have some sex but you don’t know what you might pick up to take home to her”. And then, before I could stop myself, the words just came out, “If you are that hard up for sex you should just come to me. You know I’m in the same spot. We could help each other”. Oh, fuck. Did I say that out loud?
Todd had a stunned look on his face. He didn’t say a thing.
“Oh honey, I didn’t mean that. I’m just a bit frustrated and I’ve had way too much to drink. Let’s get out of here”. I turned and started walking to the door. Our hotel was just two blocks away. We walked side-by-side, staring straight ahead, not saying a word to each other. A couple of times I looked down, alright, I was curious. The bulge was still in his pants.
Our hotel was a suite hotel; each unit was two bedrooms separated by a living room/kitchen. We went inside, still not talking. I went straight into my bedroom and sat on the bed. What was I thinking? What is Todd thinking of me? Oh God, he’ll never speak to me again. I should go and talk to him. No, he’s probably in there jacking off thinking of those girls. What could I say anyway? Tomorrow I’ll think of something. I’ll say it was the drinks. No, if he brings it up tomorrow I’ll pretend I don’t know what he is talking about. With that impeccable logic all thought out I got ready for bed. It was summer and hot out. I did not like running the air conditioning, hotel air conditioning always makes me feel stuffy, so I pulled the covers down and got in bed naked with just a sheet on top of me.
I lay there, images of the girl rubbing Todd’s cock still going through my head. I tried to blank it out but I kept imagining the feel of his cock on the palm of my hand. Then I remembered the feel of Grayson’s hand on my thigh, now wishing it had gone higher.
Around 2 AM I had finally drifted off to sleep when something woke me. The little bit of light coming in around the drapes let me see Todd standing beside the bed near my shoulder. The window was behind him so he was in silhouette; just a dark shape. There wasn’t enough light to be sure but I sensed he was naked. It was just a little bit of shine coming off his body. The line of his shape was smooth, it had to be skin, not clothing. I didn’t say anything, just reached out to him. My fingers touched the skin at the top of his thigh and then slid up to his hipbone. His skin was hot to the touch. I slowly moved my fingers over until they moved into his pubic hair. Todd did not move. I lowered my hand and found he had a huge erection and wrapped my fingers around it. I don’t think I’ve seen my son naked since he was six or seven. I would not have imagined his cock this big. I moved my thumb around the head; it was wet, slick. His cock twitched in my hand and I responded with a squeeze.
Todd finally spoke haltingly, “Did you mean it”?
I didn’t say anything. With my other hand I took the top of the sheet and slowly pulled it off to the side, baring my body to him. I could not see his face but I knew there was enough light behind him for him to see me. As I watched, his head moved as he looked down my body. A feeling of guilt suddenly passed through me. What am I doing? This is my son. Then, just as quickly, the thought vanished. With my knees pressed together I slowly brought my feet up towards my butt, lifting my knees in the air and then spread my knees apart.
Humans are noted for rationalizing to allow them to do things they know they should not do. As I lay there, naked in front of him: waiting for him to do something I thought, I’m helping his marriage. He isn’t getting it at home and will do something out here he will regret and destroy his marriage. I’m saving him from girls like those two at the bar. Or, he’ll catch some disgusting disease and take it home. I’m actually helping. I focused on that, not the itch I wanted scratched.
He had stood there so long I was beginning to think he was going to walk away and leave me like this. I gave a little tug on his cock and Todd responded by getting up on the bed. He moved over above me, his hands outside my shoulders. I spread my legs wider as he put his knees between them. I let go of his cock and let my hands slowly move up his stomach, to his chest and finally to the top of his shoulders.
The combination of drinks, the hand on my thigh and watching the girls grope Todd had me ready. I just wanted to get fucked, and soon. But I had kind of expected Todd to be reluctant if not totally reject me; well I wasn’t totally prepared for the rejection but I did expect to have to coax him along. After all I’m his mother. What young man would want to fuck his mother when all these young women are all over him?
I was very, very wrong. Once Todd’s legs were between mine he lowered his body until it was just barely touching mine: his chest brushing my nipples. They were so hard it was almost painful. He still had most of his weight on his hands and knees but I could feel his the head of his cock sliding up, pushing up the inside of my thigh, feel the wet trail it left behind.
When the head of his cock finally reached the lips of my pussy he barely hesitated, just pushed into me hard. In one stroke he was completely buried inside of me. Later he told me he was in such a hurry because he thought I would change my mind. As soon as he was inside of me he lowered his body on me, pressing me down into the bed, my chin at the top of his shoulder, and began in earnest; long hard strokes. The feel of his cock completely buried in me, his body repeatedly pounding against the inside of my thighs, the slap-slap-slap of his body slamming against mine: that familiar heat began building in my stomach. I opened my legs as wide as I could and brought my knees up to his side. I wanted him deeper in me if it was possible. I moved my hands down and tugged at his butt trying to pull him deeper into me.
Todd groaned, pushed hard in me and held it. I wanted to tell him, beg him, to wait for me but it was too late. Without pulling back he again thrust hard against me. I knew the first torrent of cum was released in me. A half second later he pushed hard again, followed a second later by a smaller thrust, and again and again for a few seconds, each thrust getting weaker. I could visualize the thick, white, milky cum emptying from his body into mine. I missed not having my orgasm, but it still felt fantastic just the same. It satisfied that first initial feeling of lust in me, but I wanted more. Besides I thought, he’s young. He’ll be ready again in a few minutes.
We lay there, our breathing slowly returning to normal. I lowered my feet to the bed but my thighs were still spread wide, held there by his body between them. I could feel his cock slowly began to deflate. It still felt good inside of me. I gave him a little squeeze with my pussy but no good deed goes unpunished, it only succeeded in pushing his softening cock almost out of me.
“So, which girl were you fantasizing about while you fucked me: The girl with the death grip on your cock or the one trying to get to your toes through your ear”?
“Neither, I was thinking about you. You are hot mom. Don’t you know that? You are prettier than them. They’re just younger, that’s all”.
“Oh come on. You had two beauties trying to fuck you right there at your table. You don’t have to flatter me. You are already on top of me”.
Todd turned his head to me. “Should I get off”?
My arms were wrapped around his back. I had moved them from his butt to hold him tight to me when he began cumming in me. Now I gently caressed him from his shoulders to his butt and back. “In a minute”.
“I’m sorry Mom”.
“Sorry for what”?
“I just jumped on you. I was just thinking of myself. I didn’t even think about what you might want. It was just everything that happened tonight and it’s been so long since Nancy and I had sex. Oh Christ. I didn’t even think about Nancy. And Dad, he’ll kill me when he finds out”. Todd hesitated before adding, “And I guess should have asked before cumming in you”.
“Honey, first of all, I enjoyed it. It’s just what I needed”. I gave his butt a little slap, “Next time though, you will go a little slower and think of your partner. And second, this was just between you and me. Nancy does not need to know. I’m not going to take you away from her. We are just satisfying some needs that are not being met. Third, I don’t think you could have stopped to ask, but it was fine for you to cum in me. I thoroughly enjoyed it. It certainly felt better than the last time you were in there. And finally, fourth, this was just between you and me. Your dad does not need to know. He has not been filling my need lately. You filled me just fine”. I said the last with a smile, filled me, drilled me indeed. “But now you are getting a bit heavy. If I haven’t missed something perhaps you should roll off me”.
Todd rolled off to the side and we both lay there. “Do you want me to go back to my bed now”?
“That’s up to you. If it’s all the same though, I don’t mind if you sleep here with me”.
I turned over on my side, facing away from Todd, to go to sleep. I did not want to be looking at him if he decided to go back to his own bed. I felt the bed move and then Todd’s body against mine as he snuggled up against me. He moved his hand up under my arm and then across my body. “You said next time. There’ll be a next time”?
“Yes” I said. “But let’s get some sleep for now”.
We stayed like that for a few minutes before I felt Todd’s hand move up from my stomach and cup my breast. It felt so personal, a finger brushing against my nipple and then taking the entire breast in his hand. A few minutes before he was on top of me, fucking me, cumming in me and now I feel like a little girl getting her first titty grab. I felt that tingle begin again. I was about to turn over to get on top of Todd and scratch that itch when I noticed Todd’s slow breathing. Just like a guy; fuck your mother and drop off to sleep. Well morning would come soon enough.
In the morning a finger tracing around and over my breasts awakened me. As I tried wiping the sleep from my eyes the finger started moving lower. Todd cupped my mound in his hand, his fingers gently caressing the lips of my pussy. “You sure take a long time to wake up”. The tingle was back, assuming it ever left.
Todd leaned over to me and ran his tongue from the underside of one breast up to the nipple. Then he pulled his hand from between my legs and, using both hands, pushed my breasts together. He leaned forward again and took both of my nipples in his mouth. I put my head back on the pillow and groaned. Todd let go of my breasts and started to move between my legs.
“Oh no you don’t”. I pushed him onto his back and quickly got on my knees on top of him. “It’s my turn now”. I put my hands on his chest and began moving my pelvis around trying to line his cock up with my pussy but it just wasn’t happening. I reached down and grabbed his erection, lined it up where I wanted and then pushed back against him. Todd let out a sigh as he entered me again. With me sitting on him he was so deep in me it felt like internal organs were being pushed around. I began slowly rocking back and forth on him. It was perfect, my clitoris was finally getting the attention it wanted. I reached down, took his hands in mine, and lifted them up to my breasts.
We continued like this for what seemed like hours though it was just minutes: me rocking back and forth while my son fondled my breasts. I closed my eyes and just went with the motion. As his hands began working their way down my sides to my stomach and then back up to my breasts again I began rocking faster. The heat was building up in my stomach and groin to the point where I knew I was cumming soon. Todd must have sensed the intensity building in me as he began pushing up in me, sometimes lifting me several inches up in the air. I put my hands on his chest to maintain my balance. With just a couple more pushes back against him the orgasm washed over me, the tingling spreading from my pussy outward, down to my toes and up to the top of my head. I could feel my pussy spasm, clutching my son’s cock repeatedly. As my orgasm began to wane I collapsed on Todd’s chest and heard him groan. His hips thrust up against me hard, three, four, five times, and then he let out an even louder groan, grabbed my butt and pulled me tight against him: he was cumming in me again.
Afterwards we lay there in the bed, me lying on top of him. I didn’t move, wanting him to stay inside of me as long as possible. It was a Saturday and we had no plans, nothing to do. We could stay in bed all day if we wanted.
We both dozed off for a bit. When I awoke he had slipped out of me. I tried to get up without waking him but he felt me move and pulled me tight to him. “I need to take a shower. Why don’t you sleep until I’m finished? We’ll grab some breakfast and then lets go to that Farmer’s Market by the campus”. He nodded, gave me a little kiss and then turned over as I got out of bed.
I stepped into the shower and let the hot water wash over me. It felt so good, energizing. I was rinsing the shampoo out of my hair when I heard a click and felt cool air behind me. Todd had opened the door and was stepping into the shower with me. “Todd, there’s not a lot of room in here for two”.
“It’s okay, we don’t need much room”.
I resumed rinsing my hair. I felt Todd’s hands begin rubbing my back. I realized he had a bar of soap and was lathering me up. His hands worked from my shoulders down to my butt. Then his hands moved around to the front. He held me by the hips and pulled me back against him. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my back. This wasn’t going to be just a shower.
“Didn’t you get enough in bed”?
“I like being inside you; rubbing against you, cumming in you”.
I laughed, “An old woman like me. Why, I’m old enough to be your mother”.
“And that’s the best part. I get to fuck my mother”.
Todd stopped talking and began moving the soap around my stomach and breasts. I said, “I think they’re clean”.
“I’m not sure Mom. They’re awfully big. They need a lot of cleaning”.
“That’s nice of you to say so but they aren’t that big”. I wasn’t being humble. I knew my figure was very good but I did not have huge, or even big, breasts. But I was thankful I was not suffering the effects of gravity, at least not yet.
“You know the saying Mom, ‘more than a mouthful is a waste’”.
“Yes, I know. But why do men have such big mouths”?
Todd chuckled, “Every school kid knows that”. He leaned forward and licked the back of one of my ears and then whispered, “Why to eat their mothers of course”.
I felt my knees get weak, and as Todd reached around to soap my pubic hair, an electric shock seemed to originate in my pussy. I let my arms dangle as his hands moved from the top of my thighs, around between my legs and then up to my breasts.
Todd turned me around and we began kissing. It was more erotic than when my husband and I first dated and made out. Our tongues danced together then explored each other’s mouth. Todd lowered his head to suck on my nipples. He started to get down on his hands and knees in front of me but there was not room to do it properly. “No Todd. Later, just fuck me now. Hurry”.
Todd picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. Todd had no problem holding me up with his hands under my butt. He had played football for four years in high school and two years in college before quitting to concentrate on studies. He still worked out religiously.
The warm water was beating on my back as Todd lowered me an inch. I felt some pressure on my pussy and then his hips thrust forward and his cock drove up into me. How could he be so hard? This is the third time in less than twelve hours.
I moved my mouth to his ear, “Don’t wait for me Honey. Just fuck me”.
Todd leaned back just a bit to balance against the wall of the shower stall. With Todd’s hands under my butt he began lifting and lowering me. It felt so strange, to be just out in the air, no weight on me, with a cock thrusting into me. I loosened my legs around his waist and let my arms relax around his neck, just barely holding onto his shoulders enough to keep me from falling back. The feeling was so intense and concentrated in my pussy. There was no one on top of me, no feeling of the bed on my back, just that hard cock driving in and out of me.
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I had not intended to even try to have an orgasm. I just wanted my son to fuck me hard and I expected to enjoy it. But the way Todd was moving me up and down was grinding my clitoris against him. I could feel the orgasm building. “Don’t stop, Mommies cumming”. As the contractions began it was like a wave passing over me, I gasped. I was so glad Todd was inside of me, it gave my pussy something to grab onto. Just as my orgasm began to wane, Todd spun around and pinned me to the wall. He pushed hard against me, driving deep in me, pushing my legs wide to the side, pressing me hard to the wall. “Oh Mom. I’m cumming”. As each stream left him he jerked hard against me.
When he was drained he leaned against me one last time and then pulled back and lowered me to the floor. After a minute of hugging and caressing we finally resumed showering. Though there was still a bit of rubbing taking place. Todd finished first and before getting out he said, “Perhaps I should start showering more often. I didn’t know it could be so much fun”.
Once we were dressed we left for the Farmers Market. It was held every Saturday in one of the Universities parking lots. It turned out to be a lot of fun. We were able to grab a variety of things for breakfast right in the market. I also bought a couple of craft gifts for the girls. Later we had a quick bite for lunch and then settled down for the afternoon to do planning for the seminar we would be running the next week: dividing up portions between us, discussing how best to deliver the sections. We also talked about bringing in a couple more people as the demand was approaching the limit of what the two of us could do. Wow, employees.
We finally broke for dinner and went to a local pizza parlor, maybe had a few too many beers and then returned to our hotel. We relaxed in my bedroom watching some TV. When the eleven o’clock news came on Todd got up off the bed and took his clothes off. I could see what he had on his mind; it was sticking out at me. “I need to run to the bathroom for a minute”. I pointed at his cock, “Keep that thought”.
When I came out several minutes later Todd was lying nude in the middle of the bed. I noticed he had indeed kept that thought, but now I had to give him the bad news; my period had started. “Bad timing but it’s okay. I think I can do something that you will like just as much”. I got up on the bed and took his cock in my hand and began stroking it very slowly while kissing my way down his chest and stomach.
I had just reached the area below his belly button when he realized what I was going to do. He quickly reached out to my head, “That’s okay mom. You don’t need to do that. We can wait until next week”.
I wasn’t deterred and continued down until I was at the base of his cock. “I’m fine Honey. I don’t mind. I’m actually looking forward to it”.
“No, really mom. You don’t have to”. He was beginning to sound kind of frantic.
I was now giving his shaft light kisses, working my way up to the head. “It’s okay Todd. I want to”.
“No Mom. Please”.
He finally had my attention. “What’s the problem? I’ve never heard of a guy who doesn’t want his cock sucked”. I was a bit surprised; he was getting a bit limp even though I still held him in my hand.
“Oh Mom. It’s kind of embarrassing. Can’t we just stop”?
I stopped and moved back up to him. “After yesterday and this morning I don’t think we should be embarrassed about anything. Now what’s the problem”?
Todd took a deep breath and asked, “Do you remember our next door neighbor, Suzy”?
“Sure, I remember little Suzy. She was your babysitter when you were younger”. I wasn’t sure how she could be connected to this. She and her family had moved away several years ago.
“One time when I was about fourteen she came back from college to visit her family. You guys were out when she came over to say hi. We sat and talked about what I was doing and what her classes were like, what she was taking. She started talking about some kind of family sex education class she was in. She asked me some questions and I didn’t know some of the answers so she started to tell about stuff in the class”.
I began wondering where this was headed.
Todd continued, “She started showing me some things, giving me words for things. We did some stuff and finally we ended up with no clothes on”.
I remembered Suzy as an extremely pretty, though very shy girl. I guess she got over it.
“She said I could have sex with her as part of her homework, but I couldn’t cum in her. She was pulling me on top of her but then she changed her mind and had me lay on my back. That’s when it happened”.
Todd stopped like I knew what he was talking about. “And…..”?
“She began giving me a blowjob”.
Again he stopped. “I don’t really see what the problem is Todd, other than you being fourteen”.
“I didn’t last very long and I came in her mouth. It surprised her and she bit me”. Todd blushed, “It hurt”.
I tried not to laugh, “I could see where it would”.
“Nancy tried several times to give me one but as soon as she started I’d think of Suzy and lose my erection. I’d give her some excuse and we would stop before she realized what was happening”. Todd stopped for a few seconds, “So you see, it’s embarrassing”.
“Todd”?
“Yes mom”?
“Do you think I’m going to bite you”?
“No. It’s just embarrassing to get soft when you are in a girls mouth. I’ve got to be the only guy in the world that doesn’t want a blowjob”.
“Okay, trust me, lets see if I can give you a different memory to think about”. I moved around and worked my way back to his cock. I had never let go of it and it was still pretty limp. I sucked it into my mouth; being sure not to let me teeth touch him. For several minutes I would run my tongue up and down his shaft, give his balls a lick and sometimes a gently suck, and then return to sucking his entire cock into my mouth. It was limp enough that I could get his entire cock in with no problem.
I was finally rewarded with a slight groan from Todd and there was definite stiffening. A couple of minutes ago I could suck his entire cock in and use my tongue to move him around. Now I could feel him stiffening, straightening right in my mouth. Keeping him in my mouth, I moved around to the side so I could see his face. He had stuffed a pillow under his head so he could more easily watch me: Watch his mother with her mouth stretched wide moving up and down on his cock.
He was completely hard now. I began jerking him off with my hand, keeping my mouth still, just the head of his cock in my mouth, running my tongue around and across the smooth head. He was so hard. I wondered how much longer he could last.
I felt Todd’s hand on mine, pulling mine away from his cock. “I just want to feel your mouth”. He pulled the pillow from under his head, laid his head back on the bed and closed his eyes. I ran my tongue around him several times and then began moving my head up and down on him; taking about three-quarters of him in my mouth.
After just a few seconds I felt him begin to lift his hips up to meet me each time my head came back down on him. His hips began to move faster. I stopped bobbing my head up and down and just let him fuck my mouth. From the frantic jerking of his hips I knew it would not be long. He finally lifted his hips and held them up off the bed; as I flicked the head of his cock my tongue was met with a torrent of cum, hitting the bottom of my tongue and then the top as my tongue passed over the head. I could feel the thick cum running down the inside of my cheeks to pool at the bottom of my mouth. With my tongue out of the way the second stream hit the roof of my mouth, followed by a third. I swallowed, gave his cock a good suck and was rewarded with a groan from Todd. He was still giving little twitches, with increasingly smaller amounts of cum bubbling up, trying to fill my mouth once more.
I swallowed once again and licked him clean. I moved up to lie beside him. He pulled me to him and held me close. “Well, have I given you a memory to replace Suzy’s”?
Todd sighed, “Who’s Suzy”?
For the rest of the week there were no more complaints about embarrassment. At the end of the week we went home for the weekend to our respective spouses and their somewhat lack of attention to us. After the weekend we were back on the road again. We did not bother making reservations for two bedroom suites any longer. There was no need as we were always in the same bed.
It was a bit awkward the first evening a call from home came in. Nancy called while I was riding Todd. I was impressed, he was able to talk to her normally while I road him to orgasm. Later that same night Todd was on top of me fucking me hard, close to cumming, when I got my call. I had to disappoint him and make him stop. I could not breath enough to talk to anyone normally with Todd pounding me. After that we learned not to answer the phone.
Over the next few months we settled into a very nice pattern. Out on the road we fucked like bunnies. If my period coincided with a trip Todd now had no fear of teeth. Going home was nice but our sex lives suffered considerably. I loved my husband so I actually had the best possible situation now: a great home life and a fantastic sex life when I was away.
And now everything was ruined. Two and a half months ago I missed a period. It sometimes happens, especially to women in their late forties, so I did not think much about it. When it did not arrive the second month I went to the doctor. I expected to be told I was in early menopause. I wasn’t. I was two months pregnant. I had not needed birth control in over fifteen years; my husband had a vasectomy a few years after our last child was born. I just did not think of birth control with Todd and I began. Plus I knew that Todd had been trying unsuccessfully to get Nancy pregnant for a couple of years. From a few comments that Nancy let slip I knew Todd had an extremely low sperm count. Well it might be low but it was high enough.
So here we are. Me standing in the dark in my front room trying to get up the nerve to go and wake up my husband and tell him his wife’s pregnant. That’s going to be difficult for him to accept since he had that vasectomy. I had run so many scenarios through my head trying to find one that would work: His vasectomy did not work. All he had to do was go to the doctor to find out that was wrong. I was raped: Why had I not said anything, shown some change in my behavior? I finally decided to say I had got drunk at a party and was taken advantage of after I passed out.
I was in no hurry to face him so I walked very slowly down the hall towards our bedroom. As I passed Todd’s old bedroom I heard groaning. The door was partially open. I pushed it farther open but did not hear anything coming from the room. I saw the basinet next to the bed and a bag on the bed that I recognized as Nancy’s. Look’s like Nancy is here.
Then I heard the groan again. It seemed like it came from our bedroom. I walked to the end of the hall and peaked in our bedroom. A light was on in the bathroom and the door was open enough for me to see the room. Nancy was sitting on top of my husband; riding him. I know the first thought should have been shock; my husband was fucking my daughter-in-law. But the first thought was, her breasts are so big. Nancy was cute, had a great figure but her breasts had always been on the small side. Getting pregnant and breast-feeding had really had an effect on them.
Nancy spoke and I stepped back behind the door, unsure of what to do next. “That felt so good. I haven’t had an orgasm that strong since before the baby”.
I wanted to run in the room and smack her. That was my husband she was fucking. How long have they been doing this? How could I not have known? How could Todd not have known? His father is fucking his wife.
I was just starting to step forward when I heard her squeal. “Stop that. You are making me leak”. I peeked around the door and saw my husband with his hands on her breasts. He pulled her forward and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Nancy sighed and said, “Don’t, you’ll make me cum again”. As I watched he switched to the other breast. Nancy put her hand under his head, holding him to her breast, “Leave some for the baby”.
I couldn’t watch any longer, I stepped back and leaned against the wall by the door. The noises coming from the room, the sighs, groans and grunts left little doubt what was going on.
I had decided to just leave and was beginning to inch back down the hallway when Nancy spoke again, “Let’s turn over. I want you on top of me. I have some news for you”. I stopped, wondering what the news was.
While I waited I could hear the sounds of them moving around in the bed. Then I heard my husband speak for the first time, “Okay, what’s the news”?
“In a minute, I want you back in me first”.
That little slut; I couldn’t believe I was just standing here waiting for him to stick his cock back in her. When I get back I’m going to fuck her husband silly.
“Oh, that’s better. I like you on top of me, pounding me down into the bed. No, not yet. You’ve got me pregnant again. You won’t be able to get on top of me pretty soon, better enjoy it while you can”.
I didn’t hear anything from my husband. It was quiet in the room. Then, “Are you sure”?
“I missed my period a couple of months ago. I went to the doctor today and he 4470174400193419confirmed it. That’s two babies you’ve given me”.
Two? She thinks he has gotten her pregnant. That’s why he did not want me to tell anyone he had a vasectomy. He has been fucking her for over a year. As I stood there thinking, the bed started making noise. It was a noise I knew well; from the days when my husband used to fuck me on a regular basis. I couldn’t help myself; I peeked back around the door. He was on top of her: Her head just showing above him, her eyes closed and her chin on his shoulder. Her knees were pulled up by his hips, her thighs spread wide to the sides with her feet sticking up in the air. She looks kind of helpless, his butt bouncing up and down as he fucked her. Is that how I looked? It was hard to look away. I was mesmerized, watching her head repeatedly slide up and down a couple of inches on the pillow as he thrust into her.
I wanted to be there, have him thrusting into me. Then I remembered: All I had to do was go back to my hotel and I would have someone thrusting into me. What is that old joke? Twenty goes into forty more times than forty goes into twenty. I was going to get the best of this deal.
A plan was starting to form in my head as I quietly moved down the hall towards the front room. As I passed Todd’s old room another idea occurred to me. I stopped and stepped back to the doorway. Through the open door I could see the basinet with the baby. I knew it was petty of me but I could not resist. I walked over to the basinet and looked down at the sleeping baby. I reached down and nudged her. As she started to stir I rubbed my finger beside her mouth. It took just a few seconds before I saw her lips begin the sucking action. I nudged her a couple more times before she opened her eyes and looked up at me. I almost felt bad for what I started; almost.
I quickly moved back out of the room and down the hall. As I reached the front door I heard her begin to cry for her mother. Yes, I remember those moments well. By now my husband must have built up a good head of steam, looking forward to that blast of, what I knew was, spermless cum. I could almost see the frustration on his face as she would have been telling him to get off her, that she would be right back and they could finish. By the time Nancy finished changing and feeding the baby she would definitely not be in the mood. Yes, my work here is done.
In a few weeks it would be Thanksgiving. I was really looking forward to it. The girls would be home at last. I did not get to see them much. They were off at school and I was on the road so much. I would be showing soon. Being pregnant would also make it much more difficult to travel. I needed to add those new employees soon. And it would be time to tell the family.
When Thanksgiving arrived our house was full. All three of my girls were there, plus Nancy, Todd and the baby were in Todd’s old room; that had to be cramped but it was fun having the entire family together.
While my husband and Todd stayed out in the living room watching football the five of us girls worked on dinner and talked in the kitchen. Nancy finally let it slip to us that she was pregnant. She had not told Todd yet, waiting for the family dinner to make an announcement. We all congratulated and hugged her and then talked about babies for a while.
I finally could not hold it in any longer and swore them to secrecy and then told them I was pregnant also. For a moment you could hear a pin drop. Then all the girls jumped up yelling and hugging. Todd stuck his head in the door to see what was going on but we got rid of him saying, ‘just girl stuff’ so he left. After a while Nancy and I got together and planned our surprise announcement. We thought dessert would be the best time.
While the Thanksgiving dinner was great it seemed to take forever. When we finally brought out the pumpkin and berry pies and got them served, I looked up, caught Nancy’s eye and nodded. She took her spoon and tapped her water class to get everyone’s attention. “I’ve been waiting for this dinner for everyone to be together to make an announcement”. She turned and looked at Todd, “I’m pregnant”. The girls and myself all gave a cheer and came around to give her a hug.
Todd’s face broke out into a big smile. As he leaned over to give her a kiss he asked, “Oh Honey, when are you due”?
Nancy returned the kiss, “In May”.
I let the talk continue for a few minutes and then tapped my glass. “I have some news also”. Everyone turned to me expectantly. “Even Todd has not heard this. We just got a contract for our seminars at Fox State University”.
The girls all cheered. Lindsey, the youngest, said “That means we will see more of you”. Fox was the University the three girls attended.
“Well, you won’t see as much of me there but you will see more of Todd. He will be handling the seminars there”.
The girls all began talking at once, telling Todd he had to stay with them while he was there. Together, they rented a large house and had an extra bedroom. He might as well stay with them and save money and they would get to see more of him.
I tanked my glass again, “We also are finally hiring a couple of new people to help us as I will be taking some time off soon”.
My husband spoke up, “That’s nice, why haven’t you said anything before”?
“Well that leads up to my other news. I’m pregnant also”.
You could have pushed my husband off his chair with a feather. If his jaw had dropped any further he would have gotten a nasty bruise from it’s hitting the floor. All he could finally say was a choked “How? When”?
I smiled at him, “Well I guess you still have it in you. I’m due in May also. I guess Nancy and I can take adjoining beds in maternity”.
The girls all came around and gave me a hugs and congratulations. Todd gave me the same but had a funny look on his face. Through the clamor my husband kept a frozen smile on his face and did not say anything.
We gradually calmed down and continued with our dessert while talking about babies, what a woman my age was doing pregnant and how the girls would tell their friends their mother was pregnant. Todd and my husband kept quiet.
Later I was finishing up in the kitchen after sending the girls off and my husband came in. “How did you get pregnant. We both know it wasn’t me”?
“Honey, I think you have a hidden talent. You might want to get checked out by the doctor. You vasectomy might not have taken”.
He was starting to get angry, “We both know it wasn’t me. Are you having an affair? Who have you been fucking”?
I could see the anger in his face but it really did not matter. I smiled back at him, “Honey, calm down. Think about it, when would I have time for an affair? I’m out working all the time; just Todd and I. But I was talking with Nancy about vasectomies the other day. She does not know you have one, by the way. She has a friend whose vasectomy did not work and his wife got pregnant. Maybe the same thing happened with you. I almost told her that you had one years ago and it worked fine but now I’m glad I didn’t. Maybe yours didn’t work”.
“Nancy is so lucky. She and Todd tried for so long to get pregnant and now they are going to have their second child. If anyone were having an affair I would suspect her, just to get pregnant. But then I see I see how happy they are. She just has two more to go now”.
He looked puzzled, “Two more what”?
“Why two more babies of course. She wants four children just like her mother had”.
With the talk centering on Nancy he gained control of himself. I could still see he was angry, just not trying to show it to me. “Perhaps I should see the doctor”.
I smiled at him. I thought ‘Yes, you do that’, but I said, “Yes, I think that would be a good idea. I’m sure you will come back with the news that I’ll have to get back on the pill again”.
And, funny thing, two weeks later, he said he had been to the doctor and after testing his semen it was determined that the vasectomy was not as complete as it should have been. I’m sure the last fifteen years, whene we had sex regularly without any protection, we were just lucky.

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Joe chapter 13

Thanks for the reviews and ideas. Joe’s storyline is already determined and I have my own surprise twist for him to cum later. I may unveil it through another character or may write a chapter 14 later on. Not sure but what happens to him is already in motion. Hope you like it.

Mrs. Taylor (THE MILF) FINALE

Following a five month coma, Luke awakens to the news that he killed Violet’s husband, Clark. His only option to avoid conflict and potential harm to him, Violet, and his family is to leave the country and start a new life.
Luke is given the alias “Oliver Porter” and leaves the US for good.

Student Painter

I found my mind wandering as I starred at the book without reading a single word. Could I tempt Ryan out of his clothes all together? Maybe I can can convince him to take a break and have a little adult fun. He was certainly young enough to be able to get the job done. He was on the skinny side, but he did have great arms and an amazing chest and abs. How big was his cock? I did catch a glimpse of a bulge in his jeans, so he must be packing something substantial. These are just a few of the thoughts that were running through my mind.

A Chance Encounter Part IV

Chance Encounter Part IV
Later that Morning around 1030 AM
Marie rolled over, and cuddled against the warmth she felt, when she opened her eyes and saw Jer, She was a little startled. Then she remembered where she was and what they had done most of the night, and smiled. Getting up she went into the bathroom, locking the door behind her; she needed a little time to herself right now. Going over to the sink she brushed her hair, and after that brushed her teeth. When she was done she looked in the mirror and put her hand on her stomach. She really didn’t regret anything that happened last night, and if she was pregnant, she knew the baby would have two parents that would love and cherish it, more than anything in the world.
There was a knock on the door followed by, “Marie are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m great.” She walked over to the door and unlocked it. Looking into Jer’s eyes she added, “I just needed a few moments to myself.”
“Alright.” He said, sounding a little worried.
“Hey big guy don’t worry, I’m great. More than great really, but I’m really not quite sure what word I should use. I still don’t regret anything that happened last night.”
With a sigh of relief he nodded, wrapping his arms around her he brought her into a hug. “I know it’s soon and we don’t really know each other Marie, but I think I Love you.”
“I feel the same way about you Jer. Come on I’ll make breakfast.”About an hour later.
Simon woke up and went into the kitchenette to grab some of the food Marie had fixed, and about that time, Aélita came walked in with Theo. “Hey guys!” She said with a smile on her face.
“Hey.” Marie said. “Did you have a good time last night?”
“The best of course.”
Marie laughed. “You know normally I would call you a slut, but after the way I spent my night I can’t say anything.”
Aélita laughed. “Oh I bet.” Looking at Theo, she smiled. “Marie, can I talk to you privately for a moment?”
Looking worried Marie nodded, “Sure, let’s go into your room.”
Once the door shut behind them Aélita turned and faced her best friend in the entire world. “Theo asked me to go to Montana with him.” She blurted out not wanting to prolong it any longer. “And I said yes. Granted we were both very drunk when he asked me last night, but we both talked it over when we got up this morning, and we agreed that is something that we both really want.”
“Aélita what about the restaurant, who-” She paused when she saw the look on her best friends face and sighed. “I’m sorry Aélita, you’re right I am too serious. Of course you should go; I of all people know it isn’t like you to make impulse decisions like this. So Theo must be something special”
“I’m not sure but I think he and I may have the same thing that you and Jer have, but I need more time, to think about everything and to spend more time with him to see if it is.”
Marie nodded then walked over to her best friend and hugged her. “Good luck.”
Together, they walked back into the sitting room only to be met by Jer on the phone and Theo looking pissed.
“Yes sir, I understand sir, we’ll be there. Don’t worry. Okay Bye.”
“Jer, what’s going on?” Marie asked a worried look coming across her face.
“We’ve been ordered back to base.” Theo answered.
Jer looked at Marie. “We have to be back by the end of the week. So we’re leaving tomorrow.”
Marie didn’t say anything she just went into her room, shut the door, crawled into her bed and started to cry. She heard Jer come in but didn’t acknowledge him, even when he took her into his arms, and whispered sweet things into her ear. The only thing that she could really be thankful for was that the base wasn’t that far from where she lived and the restaurant was even closer.
“Marie, I am so sorry, Theo and I never imagined they would call us home from leave. I’m just glad that Theo was only here for the week and hadn’t been here the entire two months that we have been off. So he did get to see his mom. I want you to meet my family, come over for dinner tonight.”
Marie rolled over and looked at him. “Are you sure, I mean everything is happening so suddenly. We fell in love pretty much at first sight, and then we may be pregnant, now you want me to meet your family.”
“Yes, I do. You know something, if you hadn’t shown up when you did, Monday when Theo was going to be leaving for Montana I was going to be leaving to come find you. You just beat me to it. Marie, we’ll get through this no matter what life tries to throw at us. And yes you’re right, everything is happening really fast, but I believe it was fated. I love you and that’s what I know right here and right now. And when a day comes that we just want to be friends, we’ll work through everything and that’s all that matters.”
Marie laid her head on her shoulder and said. “You’re almost too good to be real.”
Jer laugher, “I could say the same about you.”Three Days later, Tuesday September 3, 2013
Marie unlocked the doors to the restaurant about 0600; since she had come home early she’d given her cook the day off, saying that she could use something to do today other than paperwork, and sitting in her sorrow. While she prepped the grill for the morning rush, she thought about this past weekend, when she’d met Jer’s family they seemed to really like her, they took her in and confided in her, and she to them. His mom had told her that she wasn’t sure how she felt about Jer jumping into a relationship so soon after meeting her, but she was seeing a little bit of her son back and she was okay with it because of that. At the sound of the screen door in the back slamming Marie turned and saw Aélita. They’d both been kind of depressed since they returned. They hadn’t heard from Jer or Theo since Monday night when they had said their goodbyes. Aélita was worried, because having grown up with her father in the military; no word usually meant bad news. But they were hoping that they were just being worked hard; however there was the fear that they were getting deployed again.
“Morning Hun, how’d you sleep?”
“Probably the same as you did.”
Marie sighed. She’d tossed and turned all night. By time she finally fell asleep it felt like her alarm was going off to get ready for the day. “Yeah.” Mixing together some batter for pancakes she shouted through the window at Aélita who was filling napkin holders, “Hey how about tonight we have a movie, wine, and junk food night.”
“That sounds good to me.” Aélita replied with a smile.
They got through the day, it help that the regulars always put them in good spirits. When it was time to close, Marie said good bye to the last customers of the day, a couple from Florida who said they were just driving until they found somewhere that interested them; she locked up and went into the kitchen to finish cleaning. After Aélita had finished mopping the front she came back and helped Marie. “So what are we going to watch?”
“No clue, lets hit Redbox on the way to my place, and we can stop at the grocery store to get all the junk food our hearts desire, and then the liquor store to get as much wine as we think we can consume. Oh and how about Chinese, that sounds amazing right about now.”
“Sounds great, I’ll let you finish up while I go pack a bag.”
An hour later Marie unlocked the door to her 3 bedroom condo, which she owned; setting down the bags of grocery they had gotten she turned on the light. They couldn’t decide between three movies, so they got all three. “Time to get into pajamas and let the party start.” She laughed, going into the kitchen and opening one of the bottles of wine. The good thing about her favorite liquor store, the always had chilled wine in stock.
With a smile Aélita went into the guest bedroom and changed, coming back out she looked at her best friend. “You’re the best, I love you.”
“I love you too.” She said handing Aélita a glass. “Now, I think I will actually go take a shower since I have grease smells all over me.”
Aélita nodded. “Okay, I’ll just watch TV until you get done.”
Going into her room Marie stripped herself of everything, walked into her bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the water heat up. While she waited she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She’d changed a lot over the years, some for the good and some for the bad, but right now she loved who she was. Getting in the shower she made quick of washing her hair and body. She had a smile on her face until she got back into the living room and saw Aélita on the couch crying. Going over she sat next to her friend and pulled her into her arms. “What’s wrong Hun?”
“Theo just called… He didn’t have much time to talk. Him and Jer got deployed again, he couldn’t say where, only that they were at that present moment safe and unharmed. He said to tell you that Jer says he loves you.” Looking Marie straight in the eyes she added. “Before he hung up there was a huge explosion… I don’t know what to think.”
Marie wrapped her arms tighter Around Aélita, and started to cry also. And for the first time in a long time, she said a prayer asking god to keep Jer and Theo safe, and to return them safely home as soon as possible.About a month and a half later
Marie sat with her head over the toilet, in the employee bathroom at the back of the restaurant, retching, while Aélita held her hair. She felt miserable, had been for the last week but she didn’t want to go to the doctor. “Marie I really think that you should go to the doctor, you have been miserable all week. You can’t hold anything down. Not even water, you’re probably dehydrated also.”
“No, I’ll be fine.”
“Damn it Marie, that’s it. I’m worried about you and I will not take no for an answer. I’m taking you to the ER.”
“No!”
“Yes, Anh can take care of things while we are gone and I’m sure Simon wouldn’t mind coming in to help out.”
Marie shook her head. Then groaned cause the motion made her feel even worse. “Fine you win.”
Helping her up Aélita took Marie into the office and sat her down on the couch. Pulling out her cell phone she called Simon told him what was going on and of course he agreed to come right over. When she hung up she went and told Anh, who replied, “About Time.” Then she walked Marie out to her car and drove her to the nearest Hospital.
Once there a nurse came up to them, and asked what was the problem. “My Friend has been throwing up all week she can’t keep anything down not even water.”
Nodding the nurse handed Aélita some paperwork, unfortunately I need you to fill this out before we can see your friend, once you’re done though I will come back and get you. We’ll need a urine sample as well as some blood. Marie nodded that she understood and sat down on the cozy couch that was there. Thankful that Aélita knew everything about her and that she didn’t have to fill the paperwork out herself. About twenty or so minutes later, which felt like hours to Marie, Aélita finished and walked it back over to the nurse. “Alright, if you’ll come with me.” Turning the nurse walked over to a set of huge double doors scanned her badge and they opened. “Marie if you’ll go to the right I will be with you momentarily, Aélita is it, we’ll be putting her in room four so you can go there and wait.”
Nodding Aélita went to room four and sat down waiting. “It didn’t take long for Marie to come in with the nurse, whose name was Sally. “Alright, Ann will be in shortly to get you set up on an IV and to draw blood, are you feeling any pain anywhere?”
Marie shook her head. And laid back on the bed. Letting the nurses do their thing. When they were done she and Aélita sat there and watched TV for an hour, then the doctor came in. “Hello I’m Dr. Hamilton.” She shook Aélita’s hand and then Marie’s. “So, you don’t have the flu or anything.” She eyeballed Marie to see her reaction. “The good thing is, hopefully with the right medicine, we can simmer the nausea down to where you can eat.”
“Alright.” Aélita Said. “That’s good, however you still haven’t told us what is wrong.”
Dr. Hamilton nodded. “Yes I know I’m sorry. Marie, it looks like you’re pregnant.”
Marie just started at her, not believing what she was saying. Yes she knew there was a good chance she was pregnant, but she hadn’t been expecting to go through this without Jer by her side. She and Aélita hadn’t heard from him or Theo since the phone call a month and a half ago, so they still didn’t know whether or not they were alive. To the shock and confusion of the doctor she started to cry. Aélita jumped up and hugged her holding on and rubbing her back, whispering it would be okay.
“Thank you Doctor, if you wouldn’t mind I think my friend and I would like to be alone.”
“Of course, I’ll come back in about ten minutes there are a few things I would like to discuss.”
“Marie, everything is going to be alright. You will be alright also. Just hang in there, I will be here every step of the way, and so will Simon, I am sure of it.”
Marie just continued to sob, not knowing what else she could do at that moment. Thankfully she had calmed down by time the doctor came back.
“Are you better Marie?”
“I will be fine, I’m sorry for that.”
“It’s completely alright; I get it all the time.” She paused. “I wanted to discuss with you some things.”
“Alright.”
“First, do you plan on terminating the pregnancy.” She asked cautiously.
“Not a chance. I don’t know if you asked because it is routine or because of my crying jag I just had, but I will not terminate this pregnancy.”
“Alright then, second, do you have an OBGYN that you go to?”
“I had one about 3 years ago.”
“Alright, I would make an appointment with them as soon as possible. We can go ahead and do an ultra sound her if you would like, but I don’t specialize in that area so I highly recommend going to make sure everything is alright.”
“Okay.”
“And third, we want to keep you here over night due to you not being able to keep anything down for a week. If you want you can get a hold of that doctor and we don’t mind if they come and check up on you while you are here.”
“Thank you.”
“One more question, and this is completely a curiosity question, if you plan on keeping the baby, and in my opinion you seem very happy with the idea of being pregnant; why did you start crying.”
Marie sighed. “Because the baby’s father is in the military and currently deployed, I haven’t heard from him in a month and a half, and when his best friend who is deployed with him called to tell us what he could there was an explosion in the background as Aélita hung up the phone. I cried because I don’t know if the father of my baby is alive or dead.”
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My Crotch-Sniffing Dog

You’ve heard of drug-sniffing dogs and you’ve heard of bomb-sniffing dogs. Well, I have a crotch-sniffing dog. Now wait a minute here, you’re probably thinking. What’s the big deal? All dogs go around sniffing crotches. That’s true, but my dog has been specially trained to sniff out and identify fertile, human females ready to be fucked into motherhood.
This isn’t some science fiction story about some dog that rapes and knocks up women. No sir! I’m the one who knocks them up. My dog Spike just points the right ones out to me, so to speak. Heck! Spike couldn’t fuck puppies into a bitch. He’s fixed, you see. I got him at the animal shelter. They’re the ones who insisted he be neutered before I “adopted” him. Well, I got him for his nose and neutering him didn’t hurt that any. By now I’m sure you think I’m a complete bastard and you’d be right. But if my story is interesting, so what? Just bear with me for a bit.
I was born and raised in a working class environment. I won’t bore you with the details of my early life since it’s not important to my story. My father was a drunk and my mother was a dutiful wife. I was the oldest in a family of three sons and four daughters. When I turned 16 I was told to quit school and get a job to help support the family. Well, I quit school but when I walked out the door to find a job I never returned. I drifted from odd job to odd job until I was 18. I then got a job driving a truck and I’ve stuck with that type of work ever since.
I’m not ugly but I’m not exactly a charmer either. My success with women was always hit and miss. I usually accepted rejection like a gentleman but my one pet peeve was for a woman to string me along while expecting me to spend time and money on her. One time I’d spent a whole pay check to wine and dine this bitch. We went to this exclusive nightclub after dinner where there’s always a ton of people waiting to get in. I tipped, or rather bribed the doorman a hundred bucks to get us in. Not ten minutes after we were seated the bitch let herself get picked up by some other guy and dumped me! Needless to say I was pissed.
I got my revenge by raping her. Knowing her habits and schedule, I caught her alone where it was dark and deserted. I came up from behind and grabbed her. I then threw a bag over her head, shoved her into some bushes and tore off her clothes. Raping her was pure pleasure. I porked her mercilessly. Since she couldn’t identify me I got away clean.
Later when I heard she was pregnant by her rapist I couldn’t have been more pleased. In fact I nearly came in my trousers just thinking about it. My career as a rapist had begun.
Think about it. I saved a ton of money on dating and could pick and choose my “dates.” The most attractive women were accessible whether or not they were married or had a sweetheart. The only drawback, of course, was if I were caught, I’d be probably spending the rest of my life in prison. That possibility didn’t stop me although I tried to be as cautious as possible.
Within a year I’d raped several more women. I knocked up a couple of them and that’s when I realized the biggest charge I got was when I knew my victim was going to give birth to my bastard. My big fantasy now was to impregnate every woman I raped. Well how do you make sure the woman you want to fuck and impregnate is fertile? How do you know you’re not risking everything for a woman who’s on the Pill?
It’s impossible. I’ve read plenty of those online stories where the heroine gets knocked up so easily. This is not so in real life. It was a puzzle I was determined to solve.
Despite being a high school dropout I consider myself pretty smart. If I’d completed high school and gone on to college I might have made something of myself. I love books. I spent countless hours in public libraries in a program of self-education in the arts and sciences. I became well informed and I can hold my own in conversations with many professionals regarding their own specialties. In all my research I never ran across anyway to test a woman’s fertility without resorting to blood or urine analysis or checking body temperature. For my purpose none of this was tenable.
I was sitting in a bar one day nursing a beer. There was only one other patron in the place. I was watching a piece on the television news concerning the use of drug-sniffing dogs at the U.S.-Mexico border.
“They should have dogs who could sniff out women who were ready to have a baby fucked into them,” I said. I was talking back to the television out loud.
“It’s possible,” said the other customer who was sitting a few stools away from me. “Dogs right now are being trained to detect certain diseases in humans. The results have been very encouraging. Since every organic compound gives off a signature odor the dog can be trained to signal its handler when it detects the odor that we’re looking for. Healthy people have odors just like diseased people. I think a dog could be trained to detect the scent of a healthy adult female at the peak of her fertility cycle.”
Now this guy definitely had my attention. I introduced myself and bought him a drink. He turned out to be a biochemist. His name was Gustavo and once he warmed to his subject he was hard to stop. I didn’t want to stop him. I was an eager listener. The company he was working for was one of many trying to develop devices, which could detect the presence of compounds down to a few parts per billion. The Holy Grail of this research was to develop a detector as sensitive as a dog’s nose. The dog’s sense of smell is immensely more powerful than a human’s. This goal is still years away from realization.
I asked Gustavo if he could synthesize the odor emitted by a healthy ovulating female. He said it had already been done by a colleague of his and offered to get me a sample. He never even asked why I wanted it. Gustavo was a problem solver and loved to help people. I’m sure he would have been horrified if he had known my intentions.
After exchanging information with Gustavo I started calling around to various centers that trained detection dogs and their handlers. Virtually all of them dealt with drugs and explosives and couldn’t understand why I wanted to a dog trained for one scent. I finally started telling them that I wanted a truffle-hunting dog. Truffles are a rare type of fungi that are used in gourmet food dishes. They grow underground. Dogs and sows are used to smell them out.
I was finally referred to a semi-retired trainer who was willing to work with me. He didn’t care what kind of scent the dog would be trained for. He’s the one who took me to the animal shelter and picked out Spike for me. He had a good eye for dogs and felt that Spike would be a perfect candidate for training.
I live a fairly Spartan existence so I had plenty of money saved. Since I had to undergo training as a handler as well as participate in Spike’s training I quit my job. It all set me back quite a bit financially but the results were worth it. Spike and me hit it off pretty well with each other. With Gustavo’s sample in hand we started our training. Twelve weeks later our trainer declared us a fairly competent team.
After a bit of field-testing and dry runs with Spike it became obvious that some adjustments would have to be made in his training. For one thing no woman likes a dog sniffing at her crotch. I know! I know! Duh!
Spike had to learn to do his crotch sniffing from a safe distance. I discovered that most women weren’t even aware of Spike until he was within five yards of them. Eventually he learned to stay out of this awareness zone. Spike could still get the needed scent if he was downwind of his target. He also learned to just sit and wait for the target to walk by.
Spike responded well to my whistles and hand signals from a distance so he knew when to stay and when to move on without me having to get close enough for me to get noticed. If I was ever arrested I didn’t want Spike to be connected to my activities. As far as anyone was concerned the dog was just a pet. I had a good friend who would take care of Spike and make a good home for him if anything happened to me.
The only thing I couldn’t teach Spike was my tastes in women. He was scent oriented and I guess they all looked alike to him but he never failed to signal me when he caught the scent. His signal was a pawing of the ground with his right foreleg.
Once I was satisfied with the adjustments I made in his training I took Spike to a dog-friendly park for some serious prospecting. He immediately got to work.
The first potential Spike identified was a young teenage girl. She was a pretty little thing. As much as I would have loved to put a baby in her belly I decided to pass on her. You see the cops are basically pretty lazy. They wait for a guy to make a mistake or otherwise fall in their laps before they make a move.
However when a youngster is a victim the cops get energetic and start doing real police work. For that reason I lean toward women who look at least old enough to buy a drink.
Spike did some more exploration and for one reason or another, I had to pass on the bitches he identified. Usually it was because they had company, either children or another adult. Some of them just weren’t to my taste. On our second lap through the park we hit pay dirt. A vision of beauty walked by Spike and he signaled me. She looked to be in her early twenties, 5′ 7″ and about 125 pounds. The bitch had a slim waist, wide hips and a nice set of tits. I knew right there that I wanted her. She would bear healthy children and be a good mother. Before another hour had passed I wanted this bitch to be carrying my seed deep inside her body.
The future mother of my child had shoulder length brown hair and a light complexion. She was wearing sunglasses, casual top, loose-fitting slacks and walking shoes. She was carrying a small purse hanging from her shoulder and a paperback book. It looked like she’d just arrived to relax and read. I signaled Spike to go back to my pickup truck. There he had access to food, water and his favorite chew toy. He would sit there patiently and wait while I attended to business.
Because of the nature of my quest there’s an urgency to act in a timely manner. I just can’t wait and follow a bitch around until she’s in a convenient place for me to nail her. There’s a certain amount of risk I have to take. Even waiting a little while might cause her to fall out of optimum fertility.
I thought I lost my chance when my bitch sat down in the open. There was no way I could get to her there. Luck was with me when some kids started playing soccer nearby. Disturbed by the noise and proximity my bitch moved off into a wooded area on her way to the other side of the park, which was usually quieter.
I entered the woods from a different direction and stationed myself where I knew she must pass. I concealed myself and prepared my rape kit. It consists of latex gloves, ski mask, a lubricating gel and a tranquilizing spray powder. The latex gloves are to prevent me leaving fingerprints behind. The ski mask, of course, is to hide my face. The gel is to provide an easy entrance when I start to fuck my bitch. Quite often my victims are still dry when I first penetrate them. It’s uncomfortable trying to fuck a dry cunt. After three or four strokes the cunt starts producing its own lubricant and then the gel isn’t needed. The powder is something I discovered in Mexico. It’s making its way through the criminal underground there. It’s not yet known in the U.S. but when it is I predict that it will become the date rape drug of choice. The drug has acquired a nickname but since I don’t know Spanish I just call it Dust.
Dust is inhaled. It gives the user an euphoric feeling. For my purposes it lowers my victim’s resistance and makes her more pliable. With the exception of my very first rape I don’t like to struggle with my bitches. It leads to the possibility of injury both for myself and my quarry. Really it’s for the same reason I don’t mess with minors. A battered rape victim gets the police and public all worked up. With the exception of a belly full of sperm and a few grass or dirt stains on their clothes I like to leave my victims a lot like I found them.
I was ready for my bitch by the time I saw her strolling down the path. I grabbed the beauty from behind all right. She drew in breath to scream and got her lungs full of Dust instead. I held her mouth and dragged her off the path and behind some bushes. I held her until the drug did its job. It only takes a few seconds.
“Don’t fight me and you won’t get hurt,” I whispered. I didn’t expect an answer. Complete disorientation can last for as long as two minutes and all I got was a moan in response. I searched her for weapons and alarm devices. I found a cell phone but no whistles, pepper spray, knives or other weapons. I took the time to fondle her tits. Yeah, they were nice ones all right. I would love to do the same thing when they were filled with milk. I had peeked at her driver’s license when I searched her purse so I already knew her name and address. Karen is a nice name. She was wearing a wedding ring so I guess she was married.
I stepped away for a second to retrieve the book she dropped. Interesting title. It looked like a horror novel. There was a picture of a damsel in distress on the cover. This girl’s experience in horror was going to be real life, not some vicarious thrill out of a book.
I knew I’d chosen a nice private place for my encounter with Karen. The area was scattered with discarded condoms so I guessed other “lovers” were not afraid of being disturbed in this area. Karen was lying flat on her stomach. I pulled her up to a crouching position and pulled down her slacks and panties. This seemed to wake her out of her drugged state a bit and she began to struggle although listlessly and ineffectively.
“Please don’t do this. I’ll give you all the money I have,” she pleaded.
“Don’t worry about money,” I responded. “I’m not charging you a thing.”
Karen didn’t seem to appreciate my attempt at humor. She wiggled a bit harder when she felt my prick nudge aside her labia and penetrate her. I always anticipate another attempt at a scream when I start fucking them. This bitch was no exception. I grabbed her around the mouth before she got much more than a squeak out.
“You don’t listen very well. The next time you make a sound above a whisper I’ll gag you and tie you up. Would you like that?” Karen shook her head as best she could. I let go and went back to concentrating on the task at hand.
Karen’s snatch felt nice and tight to my prick. She was no virgin but I didn’t care about that. In fact I don’t think I’ve ever fucked a virgin cunt. When I started my in and out Karen went limp as if that would deny me pleasure. I guess she thought that no guy would enjoy fucking a piece of dead meat. Hell! I didn’t care. She could have pretended to be asleep and it wouldn’t have bothered me. My pleasure came from the knowledge that my sperm was going to penetrate her egg and start a baby growing inside her.
I like my sperm to do the job nature intended it to do. That’s why I’m not into oral, anal or facials. If I have the time and inclination I’ll fuck my victim again and all of my sperm will wind up in her snatch.
I heard someone’s steps coming along the path. This wasn’t good. I stopped fucking Karen and held my hand over her mouth again until I heard the steps fading. It was time to finish up and get out of there. I sped up my pace until I felt my prick swell and begin to squirt my cum into her reproductive system. Karen felt it also and just whimpered. I pushed her back down flat on her stomach and just lay on top of her.
“I love you, Karen,” I whispered. “I’ve always loved you.” She appeared startled. Was her assailant someone she knew? I wasn’t going to enlighten her. I pinched her nose with one hand and gave her another dose of Dust with the other. This allows me plenty of time to get away. Trying to be a gentleman I pulled Karen’s panties and slacks back up around her waist. I stepped behind a tree, removed my mask and gloves and stowed them. I stepped back on the path and wandered casually back to my truck where Spike awaited my return.
I had already arranged to take a load of farm equipment up to Bakersfield. When Spike and me returned I checked the newspapers for any mention of the rape but there was none. This is not unusual. Very few of my rapes have been reported to the police. The few rapes that have been reported made no mention of a man with a dog.
I can’t claim that every one of my rapes since I started working with Spike has resulted in a baby but my percentages are up. Karen was one of the successes. I try to keep track of my bitches and I know she had a baby at the right time. The baby has my hair color. Karen must have convinced her husband that the baby was his. I have over twenty sons and daughters now. Almost all of their mothers were crotch-sniffed by Spike.
Spike and I had the opportunity to thank Gustavo for his help and inspiration. I became a close friend of Gustavo and his wife Clara. Clara was trying to get pregnant but hadn’t been successful yet. I was in their back yard talking with them. Spike was wandering around but then I saw him signal me. Clara was at optimum fertility.
“Is she pregnant yet?” Clara had returned to the house and I was alone with Gustavo.
“No. Not yet.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“Right now would be a good time to try.”
“And how do you know that, my friend?” He sounded irritated and I was afraid that I had insulted Gustavo.
“Because Spike knows.”
He looked at Spike. It took a few seconds for him to understand but then he started smiling. Spike and I left so that Gustavo could take care of business. Their first child was born exactly nine months later.
The End

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