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(M+/f- teen, ped, nc, inc, 1st, preg?) *** Laura Thomas was a 13 year old wet dream. Her long blond hair and perfectly proportioned 5 foot frame along with her all over tan and blue eyes made men forget their wives and remember their teen years. Of course, Laura was a tease who loved the effect she had on males and adored their looks of longing while she pretended not to notice. She was a good girl and would go to her marriage bed an intact virgin just like her mother. And she was a girl scout who had earned nearly every badge there was and was the top seller during cookie season 3 years running. Today was delivery day and her mother drove her around the neighborhood while she ran up to the various neighbors doors and made her deliveries. The only problem they had was at the Miller's one block away. Mrs. Miller had bought 5 boxes of thin mints but there was no one home when she went to the door. That had happened at both 9 AM and 11AM since they stopped on the way home to see if Mr. or Mrs. Miller had returned. Laura did not know the Miller's very well as a couple since Bill Miller was away on business a good deal of the time. Ann Miller seemed to cope with it well. They were both in their early 30s and spent a lot of their free time working out at the local fitness club or biking or jogging in the neighborhood. Ann had often invited Laura in when she saw her walking by and gave her a cup of coffee. Laura appreciated it very much because Ann seemed to treat her as an adult and talked about the kinds of things her mother would never talk to her about. Things like boys and sex and dating. Ann confessed that she was not a virgin on her wedding night when Laura told her that she expected to be. "I take it you haven't started to masturbate yet," Ann said. "What is that?" "Masturbation is when you rub yourself and think about what it would be like to be making love to a boy." "But isn't that nasty?" "Not a bit," Ann laughed, "masturbation is as old as mankind—even older than the world's oldest profession." "What profession is that?" "Prostitution, silly! Don't they teach anything in Sex- Ed classes anymore?" "You mean women selling themselves for sex? To complete strangers?" "That is exactly what I mean. Although before money was invented I am sure women held back their sexual favors until they got a larger portion of food or a warmer set of skins or a cave with a better view..." "Is sex really that enjoyable? I mean the idea of a man putting his thing inside you doesn't seem like something I would enjoy. I know you have to do it to make babies but I certainly wouldn't want to do it very often." Ann stood up from the table and held out her hand. Laura stood up and took it and let herself be led down the hallway to Ann and Bill's bedroom. Ann motioned for her to sit down on the bed and picked up the remote control for the TV from the bedside table. "Watch this." On the screen a DVD started playing that was very explicit. A man and woman were lying naked on a bed and kissing. As they kissed, their hands roamed all over each other's bodies. The man explored the woman's breast and gently squeezed them and tweaked her nipples that seemed to be harder than Laura's. The woman took his thing in her hands and began to stroke it while the man reached down to her privates and began to rub the area as the woman responded by spreading her legs to give his hands access. "Does that look like the woman isn't enjoying herself?" "No," Laura agreed, "she seems to be as active as the man." Ann stopped the DVD and turned to Laura. "You just turned 13 didn't you?" "Last week." "Okay. So this is my birthday present to you. I am going to teach you about your body and how much pleasure it can give you. I am not encouraging you to go out and have sex but there is no reason for you not to able to enjoy yourself any time you want until you get married. Take your clothes off." With that Ann stood up and took off her yellow tank top and pulled down her shorts and panties in one smooth motion. The pubic hair on her mound was almost the same red as that on her head and Laura had a hard time taking her eyes off it. She hesitated in getting naked in front of her neighbor but she was feeling some strange sensations in her privates and her boobs seemed to be getting sensitive. Finally, Laura took off her blouse and skirt and stood there in her training bra holding her tennis ball size breasts and was surprised to see her own nipples poking out the fabric. "Why are my nipples like that?" "Because YOU are getting turned on. Your body knows instinctively about sex and how good it feels and is anticipating sexual activity. Take your bra and panties of and put your hand between your legs and I think you will find that your hand is wet." Laura did what Ann said and was surprised to find that her hand was indeed wet. "What is this? I didn't pee..." "That is your natural lubricant. When a man puts his penis in a woman it can hurt if she is dry. So your body produces lubricant like that to make the event pleasurable for both of them." "Both?" "Oh, yes. A dry pussy can hurt a man as much as a woman. Now lie back on the bed and put your hand over your mound and gently rub the whole area." Beginning to lose her inhibitions, Laura did as Ann instructed. As she rubbed she noticed that the top of her opening seemed more sensitive and, like her nipples, was getting hard. She took her pointer finger and began to rub small circle around this mini erection. "I see you found your clit," Ann said. "That little bundle of nerves is the main driver behind orgasms which are what sex is all about. There are other areas that are sensitive too like inside the top of your pussy about an inch or two in is another bundle of nerves called the G spot that can also give you good orgasms." Laura reached her middle finger into her pussy to feel what Ann was talking about and cried out at the sudden pain that also seemed to trigger her first orgasm. She held herself still as wave after wave of orgasmic rush washed over her. She moved the finger that was on her G spot and noticed some residual pain. "I thought you said sex was about pleasure not pain." "I had no idea you were going to stick your fingers up yourself so quickly. I see you have a little blood on that finger and those next to it and I am afraid that you are no longer the virgin you were. That little scrap of skin you just demolished in your haste was your hymen. Of course, you are still a virgin until a man has sex with you. But now when that happens the initial pain will be gone." With her hymen now history, Ann gave her a dildo to keep and taught her how to use it to enhance her imagining sex by using it as a penis substitute. They spent nearly two hours together as Ann imparted her knowledge and experience to young Laura. That had been two months ago and Laura had spent many a night in her bedroom practicing for her first encounter with her future husband whoever that might be. A week before the cookies arrived, Ann confided that she was concerned about Bill because she was going to be gone for two weeks taking care of her ailing father while her sister and family who lived with their father took a much needed vacation. Bill had a very high sex drive and she was afraid he might stray while she was away. She hoped she was wrong but sex was a very strong need in her husband and she hoped he could keep it in check for two weeks. That and his drinking. When he was alone he tended to spend his time drinking. Not during the week when he needed to be sober at work but on the weekends, especially those weekends Ann had to work at her part time job that helped them make ends meet. Well, Ann had been gone for a week and a half and it was Bill's second Saturday by himself. Laura and her mom did not find them home when they did their first round of cookie deliveries so Laura decided to deliver them on her way to the community pool. She changed into her new bikini that her mother tended to frown at because she thought it was too risqué for a barely 13 year old girl. It was one of those string jobs where the material over the breasts and in the panty was not sewn to the string. Instead the string passed through the bottom of the small v-shaped patches of pink material which could then slide left or right or be gathered together to show off more skin. The same was true of the cloth covering her crotch and butt. The backside could be spread out in a more conventional look or bunched up to create a thong. The same was true in front. Grabbing the plastic grocery bag with the five boxes of thin mint cookies Laura head into the garage with her towel over her shoulders and hopped on her bike. "See you at 5," she called to her mother in the kitchen as she rode down the driveway. It was now noon. Two minutes later she rode up to the Miller's. This time their garage door was open so she knew someone was home. She pedaled into the garage so her bike wouldn't be a temptation to one of the neighborhood mischief maker's who liked to take joy rides on unwatched bikes and stepped up to the door to the kitchen. The inside door was open although the screen door was still closed. She reached up and pressed what looked like a doorbell. Immediately the garage door lowered trapping her inside. She changed tactics and knocked on the door calling out for Mr. or Mrs. Miller at the same time. "Come on in," came a male voice from somewhere inside. "That was sure quick." His voice had a slur in it that made Laura think he had been drinking like Ann had said. "It's me, Laura. I have your cookies..." She walked into the kitchen and put the bag on the table when she heard the door slam shut behind her. She regretted leaving her towel on the handlebars as she was confronted by Bill Miller in an open bathrobe and nothing else. He was powerfully built and had an overall tan like Ann's. His piercing brown eyes seemed to strip Laura naked as she instinctively crossed her breasts with one arm and covered her privates with the other. She noted that his thick brown hair was matched by a nest of curly ones in his groin that only accentuated the thick 9 inch cock that pointed straight at her from it. "Oh, yeah, you definitely have my cookies. I just got off the phone with your agency 10 minutes ago and here you are you lovely vision." He crossed over to her and bent down and immediately began to French kiss her. Laura was horrified but intrigued at the same time. He obviously thought she was somebody else but her mouth was too engaged to protest. She relaxed and went with the flow giving back as good as she was getting. Then, suddenly, without breaking the kiss, he swooped her off her feet and began walking through the house. She kept her eyes closed enjoying the kiss but sensed that they were heading toward the same bedroom where Ann had introduced her to masturbation. Then they were at the bed and he laid her on it without breaking stride or kiss and before she knew what was happening her bikini bottoms were untied and he was between her legs with his cock at her pussy entrance. She started to protest but before she could she realized the last of her virginity was history. A man was in her. At least part of a man. He broke the kiss and she looked down to see half of his hard cock inside her. Then he started to pull out and she felt relieved that he was coming to his senses when suddenly he thrust back in and ¾ of it was now in her. Again he backed out and this time he drove himself in to the hilt and she felt his pubic hair mesh with hers as her clit was ground between their pelvic bones. He held himself there for nearly a minute savoring the tightness of this new girl. Laura gave up on the idea of protesting because what was done was done and she felt a kind of fullness she wasn't ready to give up. Then Bill started in earnest and began to pound himself into the girl scout beneath him. Laura felt herself climax for the first time on a real cock. Then again and again. She lost track of how many times when she felt him drive into her as deeply as he could. She felt his cock swell within her and twitch at the same time she felt a liquid heat that gave her her biggest orgasm ever. She vaguely realized that it was two weeks since her period had ended and he wasn't wearing any protection but it didn't matter. All that mattered was that beautiful cock now wilting inside her. She knew she had been technically raped but she wasn't going to press any charges. Not when sex felt so good that she wondered why anyone would want to wait until they were married. Bill rolled off her and stood up closing his robe. "Sorry about the lack of introduction but I haven't had any in a week and a half and the need was too strong to dilly dally." She made no move to cover up or clean up the cum she could feel running out of her pussy as he sat back down next to her. "The agency sure seems to find some really nice girls. You must just be starting out because you are one tight lay. How old are you anyway? You must have just turned 18 yesterday but you were worth every penny and I will add a good tip on there for yourself." "I don't know what agency you are talking about. I'm your wife's friend, Laura Thomas, from down the street. I'm 13 and I just dropped off the girl scout cookies Ann ordered. You weren't home this morning when my mom and I delivered so I decided to drop them off on my way to the pool." Bill stood up again stunned. "Oh my god! What have I done? I thought you were from the escort agency I use whenever Ann is away. I leave the garage door open and the girls know to come in and close it. Why did you come in that way?" "I didn't want to leave my bike where it could be seen in case you asked me in. I thought your door closer was a doorbell so I tried to ring it. That's why your door closed." "I am so sorry. I have never raped anyone in my life. Are you okay?" "I think so. But I am not really sure. It all happened so fast and now with the garage door closed I am sure I ruined your appointment so I guess there is only one thing to do..." "What's that?" "Go slower this time," she said taking her top off and point to the alarm clock that said 12:35. "My mom isn't expecting me until 5." Bill couldn't believe his eyes or ears. He had just basically raped this 13 year old blond beauty and she wanted more? His not to reason why, his but to do and enjoy! He could hardly refuse this request from one in whose debt he stood that the cops weren't on their way. He leaned over and kissed her again more gently and slower than before. His lust had been sated and his sexual hunger assuaged so now it was time to concentrate on the needs of his hot and willing neighbor. He lay her down on her back and moved his lips up to kiss the tip of her pert little nose and then each eye. Then he moved down to her right ear where he took her lobe in his lips and gently sucked on it before he softly blew into her ear and began to kiss his way down the side of her neck and upper chest until he kissed her right nipple. Then he began to suck on the sweet pink nubbin and gently tease her with his teeth. He felt the 1 inch pink circle swell and harden under his ministration and noticed her left one following suit. So he moved over to give that one some attention as well. After another minute he kissed his way to her naval and stuck his tongue in it which triggered some sweet girlish giggles as it appeared the area was more ticklish than erotic. So he moved down to the left side of her love mound where it joined her left thigh and gently alternated kissing and sucking while studiously avoiding her slit and clit. Then he jumped to the right side and did the same. When he reached the bottom this time he moved his tongue to the bottom of her slit and slowly licked upward. Bill had never really tried giving women oral pleasure, not even his wife Ann. In fact, he thought the idea was gross. But now there was nothing he wanted more in the world than to pay homage to this teen goddess with his mouth. As he licked upward he was rewarded with a mix of her cum and his semen now oozing out from their first encounter and he thought it tasted like nectar. He stuck his tongue in, in an effort to lap all the juice out of her that he had put in. When he was satisfied he moved up to concentrate on her now super erect clit, using his lips to slide back the pink folds of its hood as he sucked in the little nub and ran his tongue around its tip. Laura was in 7th heaven. She had never thought that her ear or neck could be an erogenous zone, but when he put his mouth on her pussy it was everything she could do not to grab the back of his head and smother him with her crotch. The moment he went to work on her clit she went into spasms of pleasure releasing a new flood of lubricant to replace what he had sucked out of her. When he felt her jerk with a strong orgasm, Bill rose back over her with his now rock hard cock and once again tried to drill her into the mattress. When he was in to the hilt he started to rotate his hips and move his cock in a circular motion within her while keeping her clit trapped in between them. Laura had never tried this with her dildo and the sensation was stupendous. The tip of his cock was up against the entrance to her womb and stimulated her vaginal muscles to apply a milking motion to the male member invading her privates, a sensation not lost on Bill. When her pussy started to get to him Bill switched to the old in and out only this time slowly to honor her wishes. Bill couldn't remember ever having a pussy this tight. This time, knowing that this was no hooker paid to oblige him but a genuine teen hottie who wanted him to do her willingly only made it so much better. He did his best to make it last as long as he could, surprising her by stretching out on top of her, reaching his arms around her back and rolling on to his. It took Laura a moment to adjust to being on top and while she did Bill continued to thrust up into her until she seemed comfortable and then he stopped moving and waited for her to take over. Instinctively, Laura took over and began to rock back and forth loving the feeling of control being on top gave her. She took herself to three more orgasms until she felt Bill start to push her up. "I've got to pull out!" he said. "You're about to make me cum again." In response, Laura pushed his hands away and sat down hard, trapping him in her as she felt that now familiar swell, twitching and liquid heat that signaled a man fulfilling his biological duty to the future of the human race and triggered another strong orgasm within her. She collapsed on him and Bill had no problem tolerating her 90 lbs as once again he grew flaccid within her forming a plug to keep his very fertile sperm in her very fertile pussy. It was fully two minutes before she rolled off of him allowing his cock to slide out. Neither of them noticed that her still gaping pussy wasn't oozing anything this time. Over the next two hours they tried every position Bill had ever used from spooning to doggy to Laura on top facing him and facing away and a few he had only seen on the internet like straddling her lower thigh as she lay on her side and pounding her sideways. At 4:15 Laura was feeling very satisfied and opted for a little conversation before it was time to head home. "So when did you have a vasectomy?" "What makes you think I had a vasectomy?" "Ann always talks about how much you guys love sex, there aren't any condoms in the house and there aren't any babies. Ann doesn't use any birth control and there aren't any babies I could baby sit so I figured you must be shooting blanks." "Very good reasoning. It shows strong powers of observation, just like Sherlock Holmes. But in this case your powers of deduction are more those of Dr. Watson. Earlier you sucked my cock and licked my ball sack all around. Now take a closer look." Laura sat up and moved his cock out of the way while she examined his scrotum all over. "A vasectomy is done by cutting a small slit at the top of the back of the scrotum and then snipping the little tube that carries sperm to the prostate gland where it is mixed with seminal fluid and becomes semen." Laura looked again where he was talking about. "OH, MY GOD!" she exclaimed, "there's no scar!" "Ann doesn't use birth control because she is infertile. We have tried time after time every method that has been recommended. We finally went to a specialist who discovered her tubes are not connected to her uterus. It is like they were tied only in her case it is some sort of birth defect. Ann is the one who can't have a baby, not me." The realization slowly dawned on Laura that she could well be pregnant from the amount of his love juice swirling around inside her and the intensity of her orgasms sucking it through her cervix to find her egg. What could she do? Not much, she decided. What was done was done. There would be time to figure out what to do later. Now it was time to savor and enjoy. "Oh, well," she said, "they say a girl can't get pregnant doing it once...although I'm not sure about twice or three times or the sixth....we'll just have to see what happens." She leaned over and kissed him one last time before picking up her skimpy bikini and putting it on. "Want to shower with me or wait till I go home?" she said teasingly and giving him a playful smile. "If you're going to shower why did you get dressed?" "I've been at the pool for the last 4 hours. Remember?" They took turns lathering each other up and scrubbing their backs. Bill took advantage of the sliding cloth to slide the fabric out of the way while he washed away any exterior evidence of their afternoon of passion. Laura did the same for his wonderful cock and potent balls. He thanked god that he was still exhausted from their afternoon calisthenics so he remained flaccid during the wash up. Afterward, Bill dried off while Laura went back to the garage and retrieved her towel from her handlebars. As she used it to dry off, Bill came to the door wrapped in his towel. "Thank you for a wonderful afternoon," he said. "When does Ann come home?" "On Wednesday." "Don't try to hide the fact that I was here. She will see the cookies and know I came by." "Whatever you say." She pressed the "doorbell" raising the garage door and started to back her bike out. "See you later," she said. "Don't be a stranger." Definitely not, she thought to herself as she rode home. She did some calculating along the way and realized that if she was indeed pregnant she would deliver her baby in 9 months leaving her still 13. She would probably get thrown out of Girl Scouts but there was no way she would get an abortion and in about 6 months there would be no way to hide her condition unless she started eating everything in sight to hide her pregnancy in a heavy layer of fat but that wouldn't be healthy for herself or a baby. But, then again, maybe she was lucky and she wasn't pregnant so why worry about it until it was a reality. Today she was a 13 year old girl coming home from the pool. How would her parents ever know different? It was 4:55 when she rode into her own garage and hung her bikes on the hooks her dad had mounted on the wall just for that purpose. Her mom was busy working on supper as she ran through the kitchen and upstairs to her bedroom. Her dad worked construction jobs all over the country and was sometimes gone for weeks at a time. This time he wasn't expected to be back for another week. In the afterglow of her afternoon adventures, Laura had rushed into Bill's shower and then out to her bike and it didn't hit her until she was hanging up her bike how much she needed to pee. Now she stripped off her swim suit and hung it on a hanger to dry out then ran to the bathroom. That's odd, she thought, the bathroom door was usually open—unless someone did something very stinky and closed the door with the fan on to air things out. She wondered what her mother had eaten. But when she rushed in holding her breath and sat down on the toilet she noticed that the air was warm and humid and what she thought was the fan was actually the shower. She looked up into the eyes of her stunned father through the glass shower door as she let loose her flood of pent up piss. "Sorry, dad, I didn't know you were home." She watched his eyes move down her body to her naked breasts and then down to her pubic hair. Since he made no move to cover up his own nudity she took the opportunity to look at the cock and balls that had given life to her. Even flaccid it was an impressive eight inches and about two inches across. His balls were the size of eggs. Someday I have got to get me some of THAT, she thought to herself, stunned that such ideas about her own father would turn her on. She saw it twitch and start to come to attention before he dropped his hand with his washcloth over it to cover himself. "uh, yeah, the job went faster than expected." "I'm glad," she beamed once again smiling up into his face as she took some tissue and dried herself. "I miss you when you're gone." "I miss you, too, sweetheart." She stood up slowly making no move to cover herself. Once again his eyes drank in his daughter whom he hadn't seen naked since she was 8. What a beauty she had become. Unconsciously he began to stroke his now fully engorged 11 inches under his inadequate wash cloth. Unabashedly she began to rub her own crotch as she deliberately looked at the tip of his one-eyed monster poking out of the wash cloth and then moved her eyes back up to his and waited for his to come back and lock on hers. "It sure looks like you do, daddy," she said in her most seductive tease mode that, until this afternoon, she had no idea what it could lead to. Her dad immediately turned around and Laura realized what a dangerous game she was playing. "I'll see you downstairs," he said in his fatherly voice. "Sorry I forgot to lock the door but I didn't think you'd be home from the Miller's yet." Laura stopped rubbing herself and had turned to leave when his last words hit her. "I was at the pool, dad." "That's what your mother thinks. Let's keep it that way, okay?" Laura was stunned. How could her father know? "Okay," she agreed. "I'll see you downstairs." As she reached the door her father spoke again. "Tomorrow when it is time for church you are going to have a bad stomach ache and need to stay home. I will stay home to take care of you while your mom goes to the service. We can talk then." "Okay." The whole confrontation had taken barely three minutes but Laura knew that her relationship with her dad was about to change forever. She wondered what that conversation would be like but decided that was something for tomorrow. Tonight was pizza followed by a movie and popcorn. She wondered what her mom had gotten to watch as she got dressed and slipped from seductress to 13 year old girl mode for the second time in a day. All during supper and while watching TWILIGHT, her favorite movie and one that usually kept her riveted to the TV, Laura kept sneaking glances at her father when her mother wasn't looking and found as often as not that their eyes met. After the movie she said she was going straight to bed as she wasn't feeling well. How could her father possibly know what had happened at the Miller's? It was a question that kept her awake for several hours. Much of the time she was reliving what had happened at the Miller's with her dildo from Ann. It was hardly a replacement for the real thing now that she had done it but she discovered how true it was that our most important sex organ was our brain. Her imagination helped turn the dildo into an imagined penis. If her father did know, how would she justify what had happened? She glanced over at her bedside table and picked up her Girl Scout handbook to see what it said about girls who had sex before marriage or got pregnant out of wedlock. To her surprise she couldn't find anything about it. She turned to the Girl Scout Promise: On my honor, I will try: To serve God and my country, To help people at all times, And to live by the Girl Scout Law. Well, that didn't help her much so she moved on to the Girl Scout Law: I will do my best to be honest and fair, friendly and helpful, considerate and caring, courageous and strong, and responsible for what I say and do, and to respect myself and others, respect authority, use resources wisely, make the world a better place, and be a sister to every Girl Scout. She began to get a glimmer of an idea. "Friendly and helpful, considerate and caring, courageous and strong" and "make the world a better place" were just the concepts for what she had in mind. It would also be outrageous. It helped her fall asleep. On Sunday morning her mom woke her up to get ready for church but Laura said her stomach was still acting up. Maybe she caught something at the pool. Her mom offered to make her some breakfast but Laura said she would probably eat something later. Now she didn't think she could keep anything down. Her mom gave her a kiss on her forehead and adjusted her covers tucking her in snuggly and told her she would see her after church. Laura lay back down and waited. She listened to her mother moving around in the kitchen and then talking to her father. It seemed to take forever before she finally heard her mother going out the door followed by the sound of the car leaving. At last, she heard her father coming up the stairs and she hoped she liked the surprise she had planned for him. "So tell me," he said as he was suddenly standing in her doorway in his bathrobe and a smile and nothing else, "how long have you been having sex with Bill Miller?" "Having sex with Bill Miller? How can you think that? I delivered some cookies to them but that is all." "Since when does it take 4 hours to deliver a bag of cookies?" "But how..." "Bill Miller is a friend of mine. He told me once about what he does for sex when Ann is gone on long trips. He told me how he leaves his garage door open for the girls he orders, how they close it when they go in the garage and how that is how he knows they have arrived. Imagine my surprise when I was driving home to see my daughter in a sexy bikini ride her bike right into his garage and then see the door close behind her. I waited for two hours for you to come out so I could surprise you but I guess the surprise was on me." "It was the only time, dad. I closed the garage door by mistake because I mistook the door-closer for a door- bell. When I got in the kitchen I put the cookies on the table and he came up and surprised me. He was expecting a girl from some agency and thought I was her. Before I could say anything he kissed me and carried me to his bedroom and the next thing I knew he was inside me." "You mean he raped you?" "I don't think it was rape because I went along with it and asked for it the second time." "You did it twice?" "Not exactly..." "What do you mean "not exactly"?" "It was more like 6 times..." "You screwed Bill Miller 6 times in four hours?" His voice sounded upset but his bathrobe belt had come loose and it was obvious that this conversation had him turned on. "Yes, dad, and I loved every minute of it. Sex is wonderful, don't you think?" With that she threw off her covers to reveal the fact that she was as naked as the day she was born. Her pert breasts were topped with engorged areolas and nipples the size and hardness of pencil erasers and when she spread her legs her nether lips and pubic hair were already drenched. Without further ado John Thomas dropped his robe and got between his daughter's wide spread legs. Despite her obvious wetness, John just had to have a taste of her and taste her he did. It was only her second time being eaten out but the fact that it was her father pushed her even further into ecstasy. After a few minutes he moved up over her and introduced his namesake to his own daughter's well moistened pussy. Laura was thrilled by the taste of her own cum on her father's lips as he kissed like Bill had, deeply and passionately. She was even more thrilled when she felt her father work himself in until their pubic hair meshed and she felt his balls—the very balls that had created her—slap wickedly against her ass. Then he started to really fuck her and it was far better than it had been with Bill because this was her father, this was forbidden love that added immeasurably to the excitement and thrill she was feeling. When John picked up speed and she sensed he was about to cum she wanted no part of him pulling out so she wrapped her athletic Girl Scout legs around his hips and held him deep within her as his incestuous spunk turned her insides into an orgasmic explosion. "Oh, daddy, I love you so much!" "I love you, too, baby!" "Let's never stop!" "Only when we have to, honey!" He softened only slightly inside her and then something happened she had never imagined was possible. He kissed her and as he kissed her he grew hard again right there inside her. Before she knew it they were off on fuck number two. Immediately after he gave her another dose he rolled on to his back taking her with him. Again he did not remove his cock but let it go soft within her and left it there. In five minutes he started kissing her again and once more she felt him harden inside her. She had no idea that a man could do that without help. She had helped Bill on several occasions by stroking him or licking him or some other contact with his soft cock that seemed to wake it up again but he had never stayed in her and got an erection within her. My how she loved her daddy! After dosing her for the third time he had her roll off and a trickle of overflow cum oozed out of her increasingly well used pussy. "Let's take a shower," he said. In the shower he mated his daughter a fourth time. This time he pinned her against the shower wall with her feet around his hips and his cock deep inside her. It only took about two minutes to shower her insides along with her outsides. Then he lifted her off and washed her all over and she returned the favor, first with her mouth and then with the soap. Highly sated they went downstairs and made some bacon and eggs. "So," he said when they were seated at the table, "when did your mother put you on birth control?" "She hasn't." "But I know Bill only does it bareback..." "Bareback?" "Without a condom. And he doesn't keep any in the house. Are you saying you let him fuck you unprotected six times and four times with me? When did your last period end?" "Two weeks ago." "No wonder you are so horny. Your body knows it's ovulating and you have a ripe little egg thirsty for a sperm. If you weren't pregnant when you came home yesterday you probably are now." "You mean I could be pregnant with my own father's baby? Cool." "NOT cool! Father's aren't supposed to make love to their daughters no matter how strong the urge. We crossed a line this morning that we aren't supposed to cross." "And I want to cross it a lot more!" "So do I but we have to be careful. If you are pregnant I will see that you get helped..." "Only if you are going to help me have it. I won't get an abortion." "Honey, you are way too young to be a mother..." "If I am big enough to screw like a woman I am old enough to have a baby." "But you have no idea of the responsibilities of raising a child. Especially on your own..." "Who said anything about raising it?" "You would give it up for adoption? You could live with never knowing what was happening with your baby?" "No. I am not talking about adoption. Bill told me Ann can never get pregnant and they both want a baby so badly that I have decided if I am pregnant it will be because I am doing it as their surrogate." "Surrogate? But how would you explain being a surrogate at 13?" "Easy, I am following the Girl Scout Law." "The Girl Scout Law?" "It says a Girl Scout should be "friendly and helpful, considerate and caring, courageous and strong" and "make the world a better place". Now wouldn't I be doing all those things in helping an otherwise barren couple become parents?" "I am not sure the Girl Scouts would agree with you..." "But once I am pregnant and I explain to them how I was following the Girl Scout Law they will just have to accept the situation. They may come down on me for reading it wrong but then it is a mistake I made in taking the Law too literally." "But your mother will never go along with this." "We won't tell her until we confirm the pregnancy with an EPT and then it will be too late for her to do anything either." "But this could get Bill thrown in jail for statutory rape..." "Not if he is not the father." "How do you mean?" "I will find a boy at school tomorrow that I really like and will let him do me. In fact I will make him my boyfriend and let him do me as often as he wants. When the test comes up positive we will tell him he is the father but that he doesn't need to be involved. We will pretend to make up the story of being a surrogate while discussing options and I will say that I stole a used condom from Bill and used a turkey baster to put his seed in me and he never knew." "You've really thought this thing out, haven't you?" "I went to bed dreaming about it." "You know there is still an hour before your mom gets home from church..." "And we don't need any turkey baster!" On Monday Laura had a very hard time keeping her attention on her class work and studies. Like many boys her age who had started exploring their sexuality she kept imaging members of the opposite sex without their clothes on. From Principal Greg Barton to her history and biology teachers, Mr. Ben Wilson and Mr. George Fenton respectively to Mr. Tom Reed the 20 year old janitor she found her imagination working overtime. By the end of the day she had set her eyes on 9th grader Sam Shields. Sam was every 7th graders' dreamboat. His blond hair and blue eyes and nearly adult physic made him one of the most popular guys in school. He was on the football and basket ball teams and now, in the spring, played 1st base on the baseball team. Laura had gotten to know Sam quite well over the last year because she was a cheerleader and they worked out alongside all of Sam's teams during practice and rode the busses with them to away games. The last two games Sam had made a point of sitting next to her so she knew he was interested and at 15 he would be capable of getting a girl pregnant if she wasn't careful. And Laura no longer had any intention of being careful. She called her mom and reminded her that she had practice after school and would be late. Her mom told her that Bill Miller asked her to stop by on the way home because she had forgotten to get the money for the cookies she dropped off on Saturday. A tingle ran through Laura when she realized Ann wouldn't be home until Wednesday and she most assuredly HAD gotten the money from Bill on Saturday so he must have something else on his mind and she had a good idea what it might be. But Mr. Miller would just have to wait because it was important she get Sam to start a relationship with her as soon as possible—like this afternoon. She decided it would be too long to wait until practice was over so she decided she would have to create an early opportunity. As the rest of the girls changed into their uniforms, Laura did so with the exception of panties. She felt absolutely wicked as the fresh air blew up her skirt and across her pussy. With her imagination running rampant all day her natural lubrication was already at work and the breeze was deliciously cool as it worked to evaporate it like sweat. The girls made a point of running through the baseball field where the guys were already taking their positions. Laura made sure she was last and as she got close to Sam she pretended to trip and fall at his feet. She pretended to have a sore ankle and as Sam bent to gallantly assist her she flipped her skirt up so only he could see her lovely love hole. She flipped her skirt back down and winked at Sam who worked to hide his astonishment. As he helped her up she whispered in his ear, "Locker room in 10 minutes, make an excuse." Sam gave a barely perceptible nod. "I'm afraid I twisted my ankle, Mrs. Girard. I'm going back to the locker room and put some ice on it." Mrs. Girard looked dutifully concerned but Laura assured her it wasn't that bad but she should just stay off it for today. She told her that after the icing she would just bike home and join them the next day. Mrs. Girard agreed and Laura limped her way off to the gym with an act that would have made any of the school thespians proud. Practice was always an hour and Laura figured she and Sam would have a good 45 minutes with the boys locker room to themselves. She hoped it would be the beginning of a beautiful relationship—at least until Sam faced the prospect of fatherhood... Five minutes after Laura made her way off the field, Sam ran over to Coach Brad Roberts and told him he had completely forgotten his mom made him a doctor appointment that afternoon and he needed to get home right away. Coach Roberts told him to give him an earlier heads up in the future and sent him on his way. In the locker room Sam was stunned to find a naked Laura on a wrestling mat she had laid on the floor. Without a word he went to her side and started to strip away his uniform. "I found my mom's dildo on Friday and it felt so good when I used it I decided I had to try the real thing. You don't think I'm easy do you, Sam?" "I wanted you from the first minute I saw you and I'm glad I'm going to be your first because despite what everyone says about me, you are going to be my first, too." Laura did her best to act naïve and let Sam take the lead. Eager like any teenager having his first sex Sam could think of only one thing to do, get his cock into that pussy and start pounding. Once again Laura thanked her genes that made her lubricating glands so active so quickly as he was definitely not in the mood for foreplay while she had had 15 minutes of mental and physical preparation. Sam wasn't as big as Bill or her dad but he had a very adequate 7 incher that managed to stimulate her insides in an entirely different way. However, Sam was an inexperienced teenager on hormone overload so when Laura had her first orgasm it triggered his and he filled his little lover with potent teenage sperm. Laura looked at the clock on the wall and realized only 10 minutes had passed. Maybe he might last longer the second time. Sam was in ecstasy as he fulfilled the timeless need to carry on the species. His equipment had been put to the test and found to be adequate to the task. "Can we do that again?" Laura asked innocently. "Sure," he replied automatically. Then he got to wondering if his partner's needs had been met. "Was it okay for you? It was great for me." "You were WONDERFUL!" Laura replied, pouring it on. "It was even better than I imagined! That's why I want to do it again. We have 20 minutes before we have to leave to be gone before everyone gets back." "I'll try," Sam said willing his spent cock back to life in what appeared to be only a half hearted attempt. It really wasn't but a first cum can be draining for any man. "I've heard about blow jobs but never thought I'd try it because it sounded nasty. Now it doesn't seem like a bad idea. Could I try it with you, Sam?" Sam said nothing but nodded his head as Laura bent over and took his cock in her mouth without using her hands and moved up and down with a slight sucking motion as her father had taught her the previous morning. In no time Sam was rock hard again. This time Laura decided she would take control so she took her mouth off his cock and swung her hips over him and his cock into her in one fluid motion. This time Sam lasted 7 minutes before showering her cervix with more semen. When they finished Laura stood up and threw on her skirt and blouse. "This means you're MY boyfriend, right, Sam?" "Absolutely, Laura!" Sam got to his feet and realized he had 10 minutes to get dressed and be gone before the team and Coach came in and found him still there. They retreated to their lockers, dressed and headed for the front of the school to get their bikes. Laura was slightly ahead of Sam and headed past the baseball field waving at her coach and teammates and pointing to her ankle and giving them the "okay" sign to show that it was better. Sam went the other direction but was still visible to coach Roberts two minutes later riding off the school grounds. The coach had just noted Laura ride off and now Sam leaving when he should have been gone half an hour before. He began to put two and two together but wondered what to do about it. Laura arrived at Bill Miller's and rode straight into his garage and lowered the garage door. She was self conscious because there hadn't been time to wash up and she could still feel Sam's cum oozing down her thighs and drying. Bill invited her into his den and handed her what appeared to be a homemade CD like she made on her computer for her own music. "I have lots of music," she said looking at it. "Oh, that's not music. That's a DVD." He picked a remote up off his desk and pressed a button. The show that was playing changed to the input for his DVD player that was just starting to play. On the screen Laura saw herself being carried into Ann and Bill's bedroom, her bikini bottoms being untied and cast away and Bill turning her into a woman. The scene had been edited from at least three different angles. "You didn't tell me you were recording us!" Laura said indignantly. "You had better not show that to anyone. You're the one who's a child molester and I will bring charges if this gets out on the internet." "If you can tell it is me." Laura continued watching and found that Bill had used angles where his face was not in the shot or had been blurred out of existence. "Look," he said, "I didn't do this to make it public. I just remember my first lover and how I relive that time many times when I fantasize and I thought you might appreciate having this for your own use so you don't have to try to imagine so hard." Laura gave him a hard look and decided he was telling her the truth so her attitude thawed somewhat. She also told him that she was at the peak of her fertility that day and she could well be carrying his child. Bill sat down at his desk and put his head in his hands feeling like his world was about to collapse. "Don't worry about it," she said. "How can I not worry about it?" "Because no one will know it is yours from sex. I need you to go out and get some condoms..." "But I never use condoms..." "Well, you did now because you were tired of cleaning up your chair and your bed whenever you masturbated so you decided to try them out. When I delivered your cookies we got to talking about you and Ann and how you can't have children. As I was leaving I spotted a condom you had just used on top of the trash so I decided to try to help you by being a surrogate mother. I took it home and put the contents inside me to see if I could get pregnant. "That's the story I'm going to give out. I also started having sex with a boy at school that we can pin it on if people don't believe the condom story. If they test for paternity and you are the father the condom story will cover it. Either way I give the baby to you and Ann to raise as your own." "Ann will never buy that. She would never expect a 13 year old to try to inseminate herself." "Who do you think gave me my first dildo and taught me how to masturbate? She knows I'm not quite the innocent I appear and that I have strong sexual urges. But you have to get some condoms and leave them around so she can find them. You can always stop after she finds them and tell her it was an experiment but that you decided you liked cleaning up the mess so you aren't going to use them anymore." Bill was floored that this scheme was coming from a 13 year old girl scout. "Well, it makes sense in a crazy sort of way so I'm in. But I do have a confession to make." "What's that?" "I have a friend who likes to watch so I let him know when I have a hooker coming over and turn the cameras on for him to access. He saw our entire performance on Saturday and he wants to meet you." Laura was indignant. "I am not a HOOKER!!" "I know that and he knows that which is why he wants to meet you. He recorded everything on his computer and he wants you to come over so you can watch him delete it so you know you have the only copy." "Where is he?" "He has a laptop so he has agreed to bring it here and let you go through his files and delete it yourself tomorrow after school." "Well, all right. I pretended to hurt my ankle to get Sam alone in the locker room today so I can tell my cheerleader coach it is still sore and head home. Mom won't expect me because I have practice so I will have about an hour and a half to make sure I am off his computer." On the screen Laura was now on top of Bill and she watched in fascination as the camera at the foot of the bed zoomed in for a close up as Bill's cock could be seen throbbing as he pumped her pussy full of man juice. "I didn't have time to wash up after Sam. Could I use your bathroom?" "You can use my shower...and I'll scrub you down..." Laura looked up at him and smiled in anticipation. Bill helped her out of her clothes in the den and sat her on his desk as he removed his own. With little ceremony he slammed himself home as she sat on the desk and he stood in front of her. It was a strange sensation having their genitals make contact and nothing else. On the bed the bed was a participant—bouncing when the bounced and rocking when the rocked. On the desk there was only cock and cunt. She did not have to support his weight and he did not have to support hers. He grabbed her knees and raised them up. Then he grabbed her ankles and extended her legs until the formed a vee. Laura came hard four times before Bill again did his best to impregnate her. Still impaled on his hard on that seemed to have no indication of deflating, he picked her up off the desk and carried her to the shower where he came a second time after waiting for Laura to cum twice. They washed each other under the hot water and then Laura got dressed while Bill just put on his bathrobe. "I'll see you after school tomorrow," she said heading out the door and wondering who the guy was who had watched her introduction to sex. Laura rode into her backyard where her father was cooking steaks on the grill. She could see her mother in the kitchen preparing salad and side dishes with the radio tuned to her favorite oldies station. "It's started," she said. Her father raised his eyebrows without taking his eyes off the steaks. "So soon? So who is the object of your affections?" "Sam Shields. And I couldn't believe it—he admitted to me that he was a virgin!" "Was?" "Oh, yeah. I can't afford to waste time if Bill or you got me pregnant so I got him to do me twice in the locker room during baseball practice." "Weren't you and he missed during practice?" "I pretended to twist my ankle and told Mrs. Girard I was going to ice it down and then go home. Sam came in about five minutes later. I don't know what excuse he gave coach Roberts." "How did he know to follow you?" "Probably the fact that I "tripped" right in front of him and when he bent over to help me up I flashed my bare pussy at him and told him to be in the locker room fast." "You went out on the field with no panties?" "A girl has to be creative sometimes." Neither of them spoke of their own activities or made plans to get together since mom was just through the kitchen window. Instead they settled in to Laura's first normal evening since Friday and she went to bed still wondering about the person with the computer. ** Tuesday seemed to crawl with the only highlight being lunch where she and Sam made it obvious to the rest of the school that they were a couple now. She ran into cheerleader coach Girard between afternoon classes and told her the ankle was much better but she still didn't trust it so she was skipping practice and going home but she would be back the next day. When the last bell rang she was out the door like a shot and off on her bike. She rode into the Miller's open garage door in her now familiar pattern and closed it behind her. Bill Miller was in his robe again with nothing under. She was beginning to think that if she ran into him at the mall or grocery store he would be dressed in his robe with nothing under it because that was the only way she had seen him. "So who is this mystery man. I may as well start going through his laptop." "In the living room." She went through into the living room where she saw a man's head and shoulders above the back of Bill's sofa. The man had no shirt and she began to feel a little queasy. This looked like it was heading toward another bout of sex. But as she moved closer there was something familiar about this man that she couldn't quite place until it dawned on her that it was her father. "Dad?" "Hi, honey. Come and sit down." As she rounded the couch she saw that he was indeed naked and on a coffee table in front of him was a laptop computer. "Since when do you have a laptop?" she asked sitting down next to him. "I don't." "But whose is this? Bill's?" "No. Yours." "Mine?" "Yes, yours. I told your mom you and I were going to have a little father daughter time—pizza and movie—and then I was taking you shopping for a laptop for school since you have been doing so well." "You mean we have the entire rest of the day together?" "Your mom leaves for work at 6 this week since she is on the 7 to 3 shift so she won't know when we get home." "But how can you afford this?" "I told your mother that I got a bonus check for the last job getting done early." "Did you?" "No but she won't question it." "Then how..." "I collected $200.00 a piece toward purchasing it today. It cost $1,000." "You collected from 5 people? For what?" "For you." "Me?" "Yes, Laura, you get to earn this computer over the next 3 hours." "But, dad, you act like I am a hooker." "Not at all. You are a good Girl Scout and right now your father owes $1000 to several people and you are going to help him pay it off. You will be providing a good community service and helping your family at the same time. Stand up and step in front of me." Laura did as he asked and he was instantly unbuttoning her blouse and peeling it off her shoulders. This was followed by her bra. Next came her shoes and sox. Then her skirt and finally her panties. All of this he did with slow deliberation so that she became more aroused in spite of her misgivings. As he slowly lowered her panties he gently blew on her pubic hair which gave her an incredible new sensation. She had thought that blow job came from girls going down on boys but she couldn't understand why it was called that when you put your mouth on it and sucked. This was a blow job that lived up to its name. When he had finished with the panties he ran his right hand across her slit and gently worked in one finger, then two, blowing all the while. Satisfied that she was indeed ready he walked her down the hall and into Bill's bedroom where she stood stark naked in shock. These weren't complete strangers. They were people she knew. "It seems you weren't quite as discreet as you two thought you were. Coach Roberts''—he nodded toward the big black man she had known for the whole school year— "saw you ride off yesterday and then saw Sam heading out in another direction right after. The only problem was that he should have been gone 30 minutes earlier. "Mr. Reed"—this time he turned to the young red headed janitor—"saw you come out of the boy's locker room and then found a wrestling mat on the floor with pussy tracks—" "Pussy tracks?" "Cum that leaks out of your pussy after sex and leaves its mark. He brought this item to the attention of coach Roberts who then called James Shields"—he indicated a distinguished man in his early 40s whose body was as hard as a rock and who was the father of Sam—"who thought he should check out for himself what his son was "getting into". "Hiro Girard"—he said indicating the Japanese American husband of her cheerleading coach—"just happened to overhear the conversation between the coach and the janitor as did... "Harold Fremont"—here he nodded toward another large black man that Laura recognized as the father of Ebony, her fellow cheerleader and Girl Scout member—"was with Mr. Girard and heard the same conversation. "All of these men have volunteered to assist you with your out of control libido, Laura. Did I ever tell you that I used to smoke?" "No." "Well, when I went off to college I took up smoking. After two years I could really feel the difference in my lung power and lack of taste so I realized I was only smoking when I wanted to. If I was going to quit I would have to smoke when I didn't want to, to develop an aversion. So one night I waited until I wanted a cigarette and opened a fresh pack. When the first cigarette was about to go out I lit another one off of it. When that one was nearly gone I lit a third. I made myself smoke that entire pack. "I didn't quit after that third one although I didn't want another one. After ten I had trouble keeping myself from throwing up. At 15 l was sure I was turning green. At 20 I was sweating all over and never wanted to see another cigarette. For the next six months I had to leave when someone lit up around me because my stomach would do cartwheels from the memory of that night." "So what has that got to do with me?" "So far you have been having sex whenever you wanted if we don't count the first time so all these folks want to help you with your therapy." "What therapy?" John Thomas took his daughter over by the bed as Bill stepped in and shut the door. 13 year old Laura was now alone naked in a room with 7 naked adult men and she had a feeling she knew what her father was about to say. "Your sex aversion therapy." He kissed her and picked her up and laid her on the bed and got between her legs. All the talk about sex and the thrill of having six other men watch her father ram his hard cock up her forbidden passage had Laura undergoing her first orgasm in barely a minute. Her father went for about five minutes and then let loose with her first load of cum for the night. As she basked in the afterglow her father rose off her and suddenly her boyfriend's dad was pushing his 8 inch averagely thick boner where his son had gone the previous afternoon. His physique was the real thing as was his stamina. He pummeled her for 10 minutes as she moaned with pleasure through several orgasms and then blasted off a large dose that squished out of her as he decelerated and pulled out. Coach Roberts took the plunge next and Laura was fascinated watching the thick 10 inch piece of chocolate colored manhood stretch her like she had never been stretched. The contrast to her white skin along with the realization that if by some miracle she was not yet pregnant but could have a black baby and throw off all her plans gave her a thrill that translated into spasms in her pussy that took the coach over the edge and he, too, joined the race for the egg. Hiro Girard was in the mold of his Japanese heritage with a small tight body that was nearly hairless except for his nest of silky black pubes that grew long and barely had any curl. His cock was shorter than most of the others but almost as three inches thick with a knob of a head that had a ridge she could feel as it slid in and out and stimulated he g-spot like none of the others could. As he shot his load in her she wondered what folks would say if the Miller's new baby turned out to be half Asian. Janitor Reed was truly covered in freckles and she could easily see his red hair was real as his pubes meshed with her golden ones. While he didn't have a lot of experience with sex he held up better than her teenage boyfriend before he unloaded. Harold Fremont had the largest cock there at 12 inches and almost as thick as her wrist. It took him nearly five minutes but he finally got the whole thing in up to his balls and just stayed there letting her adjust. His skin was so dark it was almost black and Laura had a hard time wondering how she would ever be natural around her friend Ebony after screwing her father. Just then, Harold leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I thought Ebony was the only girl your age who could take it all. You'll have to come over some weekend for a sleepover." The shock of the revelation and the thrill of the invitation and its implications sent her over the top with one of the strongest orgasms of the evening. She thought someone had shoved a fire hose up her pussy when he unleashed his pent up balls and she felt areas of her pussy she didn't even know she had. Bill climbed on last and it was almost anticlimactic after Harold Fremont. Saturday was only four days earlier and she remembered how big she thought Bill was while Bill couldn't believe how stretched out she was compared to tightness of her first time. It turned into the longest fuck so far before she was aroused enough to cum and Bill felt her tightening back up enough to provide enough friction to bring him to orgasm. When Bill got off Laura was feeling exhausted and full of spunk. She thought it was over and went to get up but as soon as she did Janitor Reed lay down and had her straddle him before pushing her down and impaling her on his resurrected cock. But instead of thrusting in and out he just pulled her down mashing her breasts against his chest in what almost amounted to a bear hug. She wondered what was going on. She didn't have long to wait. She saw her father get on the bed behind her and straddle Reed's legs. He had something in his hand and she wondered what it could be until she felt the cool wetness she recognized as KY jelly which she had used on her dildo from time to time to add more lube on days she was drier. But this moist coolness wasn't going around her pussy but around her ass. Next thing she knew there was a finger going in and out of her butt, then two and finally three. Then the fingers disappeared and she felt her father's cock take their place. "Oh, God, dad, NO! NOT THERE!" But John Thomas was as deaf as his John Thomas was persistent and Laura found herself with two cocks in her at the same time. The feeling was indescribable and she thought nothing could be better than this. The two men found a rhythm and Laura had her first orgasm and hardly notice that the men had been gradually turning sideways on the bed until Tom Reed's head hung over the side of the bed and Harold stepped up to Laura's face and thrust into her open moaning mouth. She did her best to accommodate it and took it as far in as she could. Unfortunately, it wasn't far enough for Harold who pulled back and then held her head as he rammed forward and down her throat. She couldn't breathe but Harold could care less at the moment. He wanted to fill her stomach with seed and nothing would stop him. Certainly not some hot 13 year old slut fighting to breath. She almost passed out before he pulsed and shot a load straight to her stomach and pulled out leaving her gasping. She begged for mercy when she got her breath back. She had had enough sex! All her father said was, "Three hours." For the next two hours they used her every way possible. She asked to stop at an hour and a half and again at two hours and then every 15 minutes and finally every 5 but there was no break until 7 PM, three hours after the 4 PM start of the orgy. When Harold took her up the butt and gave her a sperm enema that dripped out of her gaping ass and down into the gaping hole that was her pussy she just lay there with her ass in the air while the guys took turns in Bill's shower washing off the evidence and going home. Finally it was just Bill and John and Laura and the two men walked her to the shower and gave her a thorough washing up. Then they dressed her and John put her bike in the back of the SUV and drove her home. Upstairs he laid her on her bed then went back down and brought up her new laptop. He set it up on her desk with a good shot of her bed and went to his own room where he stripped down and came back to her bedside. He started the webcam on her computer and hit "record" before going over and stripping her clothes. She was limp like a rag doll and he dove between her legs giving her a generous licking and a lot of saliva before climbing up and entering her super used pussy. She winced and groaned, "NOoooo!" but John Thomas was not to be denied and he pumped her until he unloaded in her again. Then he pulled out and carried her laptop over so the cam could get a good close up of her father's cum sliding out of her well fucked cunt. Then he went back to her desk and stopped the recording. He labeled the video "Good Morning" and saved it to her desktop. Then he put on her skimpiest nightgown without panties and put her to bed with his cum still dribbling out on her sheets. In the last three hours she had had more sex than most women have in decades or even a lifetime. He hoped this little aversion therapy session would help her put the skids on her urges for a little while at least. He loved her dearly and wanted to continue their new relationship but she had become obsessed with sex and needed to slow down for her own good. He took another shower and went to bed. He was so tired he didn't even wake up when his crawled in beside him at 4 AM. John Thomas woke up at 7 AM and quickly turned off the alarm. It was their usual routine and as usual his wife slept through it. John grabbed his robe and went down the hall to Laura's room where he promptly dropped his robe, pulled down her covers and lay down next to her. He rolled her on her back and began to rub her breasts and tweak her nipples with one hand while rubbing her crotch with the other. Laura moaned and made a half hearted attempt to push his hands away. "Stop it, dad," she said groggily. John continued and Laura rolled away from him clamping her legs together and drawing them up in a fetal position to stop his breast molestation at the same time. "Come on, honey," he cooed, "It's only sex." "You only have yourself to blame. It looks like your aversion therapy worked." "It did?" "At least until I get over the soreness... otherwise I'm horny as hell," she said rolling back to face him and giving him a seductive smile before kissing him in a non-daughterly way. John started to fondle her again but she broke off the kiss and pushed him away again. "I meant it about the soreness. You guys really left me sore in both my pussy and ass and my throat feels a little hoarse, too. So I guess you will just have to fuck your wife until I heal and Sam is going to have to wait until the weekend for his second go 'round." "Well," John said standing up and putting his robe on, "we tried to slow you down but making you hurt wasn't exactly the plan. Don't forget your new computer." He pointed to it on her desk as he headed out the door to take a shower. Laura sprang out of bed and sat down at her desk to check it out. The first thing she saw out of the ordinary was an icon on her desktop that was titled "Good Morning". She double clicked and watched the computer's media player pop up and play back the video of her father fucking her in her own bed the night before when she was clearly passed out from exhaustion. No wonder her pussy felt a little crusty in spite of the long shower before leaving Bill's. She could hear herself moaning in response despite her lack of consciousness and realized how instinctive much of our sex drive is. She opened her drawer and pulled out the video that Bill had given her of her first afternoon of sex and opened the DVD drawer on the side of the computer. To her surprise there was a DVD already in place. It was obviously homemade and was labeled in magic marker with the previous day's date. Leaving it in place she closed the drawer and waited as the media player opened automatically and began playing her first gangbang. Again her face was the only one not edited out as she watched herself take on 7 grown cocks in every way possible. No wonder she was sore, too sore, to even masturbate properly. After her father finished in the bathroom she took a long hot shower and got ready for school. She came downstairs to find her father had breakfast ready for her. "I'm sorry that we made you sore last night. We were trying to Rasputin you." "Rasputin?" "Rasputin was a Russian monk who was an advisor to the Russian aristocracy in the early 1900s—especially Tsar Nicholas's wife Alexandra. She turned to Rasputin because he seemed to be the only person able to treat her son's bleeding disorder. He had hemophilia where your blood takes a very long time to clot and any small injury could turn fatal. The thing about Rasputin is that he had some pretty radical beliefs beyond his ability to help the Tsar's son. He believed that the best way to eliminate sin from one's life was to eliminate the desire to sin. One did this by overindulging sinful impulses to the point where they had no more power to tempt you. "For instance, to eliminate gluttony from your life you were supposed to eat until you no longer cared about eating and therefore food would lose its power over you. If drinking was a problem for you then you were supposed to drink until you no longer wanted to. Of course, Rasputin got into trouble with male followers because he was always ready, willing and able to help their wives get over their lust by helping them indulge in it until they no longer wanted it. "Unfortunately, there seems to have been a high degree of recidivism among the women and he had to have repeat sessions with many of them. His mission work with the ladies did have the effect of keeping his own lust in check—at least according to Rasputin. "So we just wanted to drive your demon of lust out by forcing you to overindulge it but it looks like you are one of those women who had relapses and needed more than one treatment." Laura stared at him uncertain whether to believe this story or not. "Sure dad. But I am not going to need another "treatment" any time soon. It's going to take me some time to get over this last one." She put her backpack on making sure her laptop was securely in place and put on her bike helmet. She started for the door and turned back to her dad and bent down where he was sitting and pecked him on his cheek. Then, without standing up, moved around and kissed him passionately on the mouth. "Just think. If you had skipped your treatment last night you could have helped me with some one on one therapy this morning!" She gave his cock a quick squeeze and happily noted that it was getting hard within its pants prison and jauntily skipped out the door. What have I done? John thought as he watched her leave for school. For Laura it was the first normal school day since the previous Friday when she was a virgin and had no interest in sex beyond teasing and waiting until she was 16 and able to date according to her mother's wishes. She ran into janitor Reed while putting her helmet in her locker but pretended it was any other day. She saw his look of worry turn into one of relief when she appeared willing to let the previous night be something not to be talked about. At lunch Sam asked her on a real date—pizza, pop and a movie in his parent's rec-room on Friday night. His parents were both attorneys and his mother would be out of town on business over the weekend but he had asked his dad who said it would be fine. I'll bet he did, thought Laura wondering if he had told Sam what happened the night before. Judging by how normal Sam was acting he probably hadn't. Maybe he was just being nice and offering the two young lovers a safe place to practice their unsafe sex. Or maybe he hoped they would start in and he would "accidentally" stumble in on them and join them instead of grounding them. She figured she would find out on Friday night. After lunch they always had a half hour of independent study time which gave them a chance to work on homework in school. The library was outfitted with Wi-Fi so Laura took her new notebook there and looked up Rasputin and found her father had been basically telling her the truth. She was especially intrigued with how hard Rasputin had been to kill. There was a faction who thought he was exerting too much influence over the tsar's wife so they invited him to a special dinner where he was served drinks and cakes laced with poison. When it looked like the poison was taking effect and he was nodding off someone served him a glass of wine laced with enough poison to kill several men. Instead of dropping dead the drink seemed to revive him and he got loud and obnoxious. One of the conspirators got impatient and attacked him with a knife but Rasputin got up despite his stab wounds and shouting curses ran out the door. His assassins followed him for a block and shot him in the back a couple of times at which point he dropped to the ground. The assassins then wrapped the body and chains and dropped him in the local river. The chains didn't work and his body surfaced in a day or two. Upon performing the autopsy they found that the poison didn't kill him, the stab wounds didn't kill him, the bullets didn't kill him—in fact, he might have recovered from all those. In the end the chains did work long enough because his lungs were full of water—Rasputin had drowned. Despite his death she was intrigued with his ideas of redemption through indulgence and thought it was one of the sanest approaches to addiction she had ever heard of. During cheerleading and baseball practice she ignored coach Roberts as she always had and flirted with Sam whenever it was appropriate. The only change came in the locker room when coach Jane Girard asked Laura into her office. Had her husband told her about last night? Did coach Roberts or janitor Reed tell her about her and Sam making out in the boys locker room? She scanned Jane Roberts handsome face framed by long blond hair pulled back into an efficient pony tail but could find no sign of an impending reprimand in her brown eyes. "Saturday night my husband and I have been invited out to a dinner. This is kind of a last minute deal and our regular babysitter is unable to come because she is already hired by someone else and I was wondering if you would be interested in sitting for us?" Laura wasn't aware that the Roberts had any children but thought it would be a pretty safe way to spend Saturday in case Sam wanted to jump her again—assuming he got lucky on Friday. "Sure, if it's okay with my mom." "I talked to her earlier and she said it was fine by her if you were okay with it." "Alright. What time and how do I get to your house?" "My husband will pick you up about 6 and pack your pajamas because the couple we are going out with tend to stay out late so your mom said you could just spend the night." "See you Saturday. Is there anything else?" "Nothing except to say I'll see you at practice tomorrow." Laura changed out of her uniform and found Sam waiting for her at her bike. He handed her a slip of paper. "Now that you have your own computer make an account here and we can video chat." "OurSpace? Isn't that the one where girls have taken their clothes off for friends but found the videos spreading around the net?" "Only those that WANTED to take their clothes off and were dumb enough to do it while still in public chat instead of private chat." "Well, I'll try." She kissed him on the cheek and said she'd see him tomorrow if not sooner, waving the slip of paper. As she rode home she noted that she was able to sit on her bike seat far easier than she could in the morning which she took as a sign that maybe she would be able to relieve some of her sexual tension with a good bout of masturbating in her room. Dinner was pretty uneventful and she kissed her mom goodbye as she went off to work and Laura went up to her room to use her new computer. As she logged on and went to OurSpace to set up an account she had no idea that her father had actually had Bill pick up the laptop instead of buying it himself. And neither John nor Laura knew how computer savvy both Bill and Ann were. In fact, the cameras in the bedroom weren't set up just so Bill could relive his various sexual encounters but so that they could both share in them even if one of them was on the road. Bill had watched Ann give Laura her first lessons in sex and been very turned on when the girl took her own cherry. He had replayed that video many times. And Ann had watched all the events that had occurred with Bill on Saturday and again on Tuesday night in her hotel room via her own laptop. She had no doubt that Bill did not realize it was Laura until afterward because he never wore his glasses when the girls were coming over. Being far sighted their faces were usually pretty blurry to him and he hated using contacts so his vanity left him unable to identify his conquests if he passed them on the street or ran into them at a mall. The two of them had installed a little program that allowed them to hijack her communications without Laura being aware of it. Even if she logged into a room an select "Private" so that she and Sam could be more graphic with each other, Bill and Ann could tape every bit of the action. Just after she set up, Laura got an email from her father who was apparently in his study. "Check your drawer. I bought you a present to help you satisfy your urges on your own." Laura opened her drawer and found a gift wrapped box about three inches square and a foot long. She tore open the wrapper and found an enormous dildo already set up with batteries. It was very realistic with a glans and veins and soft rubber skin that felt very realistic. She pressed the on button on the bottom and was amazed that not only did it vibrate but the top half—the half that would be inside her pussy began making gentle one inch circles. She emailed her dad back. "Thanks, dad. I'm going to try it right now." A moment after she sent it her instant messenger popped up and she saw it was her dad again. "What user name did you select for OurSpace?" Laura had thought about her mom, Jennifer, but decided to use her mom's middle name instead. "SusieQ." "I'm sending you an invite to a private chat room with me. Let's test out your new present and your webcam at the same time." A minute later she got and invite from someone who called themselves "CockoftheWalk". Entering the chat room she wrote, "Cute name, dad." Suddenly a voice came out of her speakers. "This chat room has both video AND audio, honey, so you don't have to type. Just click that camera icon in the top toolbar and the camera and mike will come on and you will see my camera and I will see yours." Sure enough there was her father with his robe on and open. "I've got it," she said, "but how can I tell if the camera is aimed right?" "Hit that button marked monitor." She did and a smaller video screen opened up showing her the picture she was broadcasting. She watched herself unbutton her blouse and toss it over on her bed. She watched as she stood up and removed her bra sending it after her blouse. She watched herself then remove her skirt and panties and then sit back down. She could only see herself from the bellybutton up and knew that that was all her father could see as well. She picked up the new dildo and turned it on. Then she sucked it for a few minutes getting the large glans very moist. She then moved it down and ran it over her nipples as some of those waiting for her ass, mouth or pussy had done the previous night. After about 5 minutes she rolled her chair back and tilted the screen of her laptop down until the camera was lined up on her pussy. Leaning back she put her feet up on the desk with her legs spread open and began to stimulate her clit and slit with the big fake cock. The stimulation seemed to work well because her father was rewarded with the sight of his little girl slowly pushing it into her little opening in spite of the occasional grimace of pain as it slid past places that were still bruised and sore. She had done all this with the vibrator off. Now that it was as deep as it was going to go within her she pushed the on button. The look of sudden joy on her face as it began vibrating and moving inside her was worth every penny John had spent on that deluxe model. She continued with it for another five minutes and at least that many orgasms before finally sliding it out and turning it off. "Is that what you wanted to see, dad?" "I enjoyed it but I did invite another person in and I am going to leave you two alone." With that his picture disappeared and in his place was Sam. A Sam as naked as she was and lost in the throes of his own pleasure as he pumped on his very erect cock. It only took a moment before she watched him erupt in powerful bursts of sperm that had nowhere to go but up and back down landing all over his chest and stomach. Laura was fascinated at the force of the spurts. She had experienced dozens of male ejaculations since Saturday but all of them had been inside her in one location or another. She had never actually seen any of her partners cum on her or around her. "Coooool," she said. Sam opened his eyes and looked at her and she realized her own camera was still showing her privates in all their glory. Sam smiled at her. "You, too." "You are sure it is just us that can see this?" "I asked your dad to help us get going on the video talk thing so he set up this little room. I had no idea your dad was so open about your sexuality. That is some dildo he got you. Of course, it can only be a poor substitute to tide you over until you can get the real thing." He laughed as he shook his now semi-hard cock at the screen. "Hopefully you will have outgrown Dr. Suess by Friday night," she laughed as she noted his user name of SamIAm. "Whatever you say, SusieQ! See you at lunch tomorrow?" "You bet." They logged off and went to bed unaware that two households were busy saving and replaying the entire transaction from Laura's computer. Bill and Ann were pushed to great orgasms by their voyeur actions as they watched the two perform for each other on the website. Across town, Jane and Hiro Girard were getting just as much satisfaction thanks to Bill telling Hiro how to access Laura's computer as well. "I still can't believe you invited her to babysit. Doesn't she know that Tom is 14 and Jill is 12?" "I don't think she even knew we had kids. I just hope that this will break the ice about sex so the kids will want to start being active. I know how much you have been watching Jill and I think Tom's cock is just as perfect as yours." "Well, here's to Saturday night!" he said as he mounted his wife for a final bout before bed. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 71