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Seeing his pain, a goddess of a woman helps him relieve some tension. (F/m-teen, rom, 1st, preg) *** Things were difficult for Vincent. Adjusting from living a trailer-park existence to mansions and fast cars was nothing short of traumatic. When he was only 3 he vaguely remembered being kidnapped by an unscrupulous and evil woman who had murdered her own child in a fit of abusive rage, and it just so happened that Vince, who was the same age as that child, looked a little bit like him. Ever the impulsive whore, the woman stole Vince away from his parents while she worked in their house as a maid. For all the family's resources, they could not find the whereabouts of the whore. The years passed, Vince grew up, and the woman did not change her ways. As far back as he could remember the woman made Vince feel worthless. She would not give him any attention, whenever he brought home a straight A report card she would just ignore it, but whenever he got in a fight because he was being bullied she told him what a terrible and spoiled child he was, and how grateful he should be to have a mother like her. It was awful. What little money the woman earned from prostituting herself and working at odd jobs she kept for herself. Vince wanted out of that life, and he quickly realized that if he wanted to go to college he would be on his own. He got a gang-banger friend to help him forge a fake ID which said he was 16, when in fact he was 14. He worked hard after school; spending most of his time doing homework, or working in construction. The foreman got wind of the fact that he was just a 14 year old kid. When his mother visited the site and started chewing him out, the foreman saw everything and felt sorry for him. Not only did he not fire him, but he paid him under the table. Unfortunately for Vince, he was still under-age, so he had to have his "mother's" signature, along with his, to open up a bank account. No sooner did he do so that the whore cleaned out his account. His dreams of college where dashed to the ground. That is when he saw an ad for the Marines. Now, even though all the money he was earning went towards the evil whore who kidnapped him, he intensified his work in the construction site as he wanted to be ready for what no doubt would be grueling training. In the site, he was like a machine. He did twice the work of men twice his size and built, and by the time he was 16, he had a sculpted and beautiful body. He had grown into a very handsome Italian young man. Many people in the construction site often questioned that the whore was his real mother.... I mean, Vince had well-bred, and highly refined features, the kind you see in nobility. The whore was..... well, she was attractive but..... you could tell she came from the lowest rungs of society if you catch my drift. Anyway, the more Vince showed independence, the bigger a bitch the whore became. Finally, he got sick of it all, put some money together from a secret stash of cash he hid in a buried safe, and purchased a DNA test. He collected some hair samples from the whore's hair brush, and put some of his own hair on the other specimen-collection envelope. He sent it to the labs, and when he got the results back he was mortified. The whore was not his mother! At first Vincent was shocked. Then he was overcome by a deep and terrible rage. That woman dared to abuse him physically and emotionally. That woman dared to make him feel like crap, and convince him it was all his fault. He wanted to kill her. Slowly. Painfully. He stopped loving her at the age of 13 when she humiliated him in front of his friends and laughed as if it was some kind of game. When he confronted her she acted as if it didn't matter. He never forgave her for that stunt. He went to an abandoned warehouse to have some time alone. There he had an emotional collapse. All that misery. All that loneliness. The hole he had in his heart. It all made sense now. After he collected himself, he went back to the trailer and decided to just go ahead and act as if nothing every happened. The whore gave him an ass-chewing, and oh God he was tempted to kill her right there and then. But then he thought otherwise. "I'll just find my real parents, and I'll have my real mother deal with her- my real mother will want revenge. She deserves it more than me" he thought to himself. That night he slept, exhausted from the days work and the emotional turmoil. One day, the foreman said he got a new contract to work for a big-time Manhattan businessman. Vince thought to himself "alright, lets do it." A few days later, when he showed up to work, everyone on the job site gave Vince weird looks. Vince wondered "what the F@#$ is going on?" Then, he saw someone who nearly gave him a heart attack; a man who was identical to him in height, build.... except his hair was graying. Could it be? His father! The man was wearing an expensive suit and he knew immediately that it was the man who had hired the construction team. The man looked at Vince, and tears welled up in his eyes. His instinct, which had served him to make him a wealthy man, told him that he was standing face to face with his son. He ran to him, and forgetting the manners and refinement of his social-class, embraced him and kissed his son on the cheek. Vince was in disbelief. Father and son embraced tearfully, and everyone in the construction site looked on with compassion. Everyone cheered and clapped as Antonio (Tony for short, and Vince’s father) gave everyone the day off in celebration. Later on Tony introduced Vince to his mother, who at first stared in disbelief, finally collapsing tearfully, not believing her eyes. Vince ran to her, and embraced her warmly. The now reunited family embraced in a strong group hug. Vince, who had grown up with the name "Mike" while he was the whore’s prisoner, was glad to see people who looked like him, acted like him, even sounded like him. A huge celebration was thrown, with lavish decorations and catering, all in honor of Vince. It was a grand, grand party; all of New York’s most important people where in attendance. Everyone from college professors, big-time doctors, entrepreneurs…. Everyone. It was there that Vince saw….. Sophia. Good God she was gorgeous! Her features were highly refined. She stood at 5’10, only an inch shorter than Vince, with long legs, pert breasts, and a firm, muscular ass hugged by a form fitting dress that allowed her shapely legs to be seen as she walked. Feeling Vince stare at her, she walked over to where he was and initiated a conversation. "You must be Vincent" Sophia said smiling " you’re mother told me your story, and to be completely honest I was moved by what I heard. It must have been awful to grow up with such a woman….. tell me, are you still sore?" "No, everything is alright now that I am with my real mom and dad. My mom though wants revenge." "Really" Sophia stated "What did she have in mind?" At first there was no response from Vince but, a few seconds later, feeling he could trust her, he told her. "She made my dad quadruple the pay of the construction workers I worked with so they would beat her and rape her to death." "Good!" Sophia stated, shocking Vince "That will show her to keep her filthy hands to herself and away from other people’s children!" Vince seemed upset by what Sophia said. "Don’t be sad. You show too much compassion towards someone who does not deserve any…. You are free now; you have parents who love you, the financial resources which are the means by which you can finally go to a good school, and no doubt you will get into a good school with your grades." "Thanks Mrs. Kruger," Vince stated "But... I’m so confused." "It must be difficult making such a transition…. I mean, going from a Trailer court to a New York mansion must be a big shock. Don’t worry though you will adjust." "How old are you?" Vince inquired. "Don’t you know its rude to ask a woman her age... but, since you’re cute I’ll go ahead and tell you. I’m 33." "You’re lying," Vince stammered, "I thought you were 24, or 26." Sophia laughed, "Oh no, those days are long behind me now. Speaking of old days, did you leave anyone behind?" "What do you mean?" "A girlfriend?" "No, most girls treated me really bad. They liked gang- bangers and badass criminal types, which I was not. I was just not their type." "That is really too bad…. By the way, I am no longer Mrs. Kruger. Since I lost my husband to a car accident I went back to my maiden name. The name is McDougal, Sophia McDougal." "Nice to meet you." "Yeah, it was a real pleasure to meet you too Vince. If I see you around we’ll keep in touch alright? Here’s my phone number. Call me if you need anything okay?" "A-alright," Vince Stammered. That night, he couldn’t sleep. He could not stop thinking about her. Her eyes, her lips, her breasts, her ass…. God she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Given that he attended a socialite party he was impressed with the collection of beauties and gold- diggers. However, there was something different about Sophia. Her beauty and intelligence far out-shined all the women that were in there. Vince took it upon himself to ask around about Sophia’s background and her story was impressive. He discovered that she grew up in a regular middle class home, and was a late bloomer – this is to say, she was not beautiful until she reached college age. He also discovered that she got a perfect score on the SAT, the GRE, and the LSAT. She was also a member of Mensa. "Damn man," Vince thought to himself. "This woman is too much for me." He kept digging and discovered that she became wealthy by her own hand. As a matter of fact, it was in a wall street meeting where she met her husband, Mr. Kruger. They were both successful millionaires, and they hit it of immediately. Tragically Mr. Krueger’s limo was hit by an SUV which ran a red light on a country road in New England. "A 16 year old high school junior getting together with a super smart, angelically beautiful blonde in her early 30’s. I don’t believe this." Depressed, Vince collapsed on his bed. Now, Vince was no fool. Point in fact he was a very smart kid but Sophia seemed way out of his league. Later on in the year there were other parties, and soon summer rolled along. Vince made some friends at the prep school he was now attending, and even picked the interest of a rather attractive French exchange student. However, he could not stop thinking about Sophia. At night he would have shocking wet dreams starring her and he’d wake up with an iron rod between his legs that was still spewing hot cum from the dream he had. Every month it was the same story. He’d try whacking of until his balls where blue only half a drop came out, and yet, he’d still dream about her, and still he would have a fountain of white fluid spewing from an iron- hard erection, courtesy of the nude Sophia in his dreams. He suffered all this, all the while working at his summer job. He landed a job as a waiter for a lodge in Lake Tahoe. His father insisted he did not have work there as he could have as much money as he wanted from his dad but…… just hanging out with preps, playing tennis and partying all the time was driving Vince insane. He was too used to working. So, he packed his bags, jumped in his BMW and drove to Lake Tahoe. All the pictures he had seen did not do the place justice. Lake Tahoe was beautiful. Of course, not as beautiful as Sophia. Whatever the case, he checked in; he was told to get ready for wok, got himself acquainted with the living quarters and his bunk mates and went to sleep. The customers tipped generously and the manager was a great guy. Best of all, he got away from Sophia. At least, he thought. A huge party was thrown inaugurating a lodge some businessperson had established. Seeing that the lodge had a much better view of Lake Tahoe’s beauty he decided to transfer there. At the party, when he saw her, Vince could feel his heart break in two; Sophia was there. As he served tables, Sophia specifically asked the manager to have Vince wait on her and her friends the entire night. When he heard his orders from the manager Vince was mortified. He was so nervous he dropped more than one plate of food on his way there. When Sophia saw this she smiled to herself. The manager apologized but Sophia insisted it was all right. Then Sophia inquired when Vince would get of work. "At 11 p.m. Miss McDougal." "Thank you Time, that is all I need for now." With that she dismissed him. At 11 p.m. on the mark Sophia headed to the service exit where she caught Vince. "Its good to see you here" Sophia remarked matter-of- factly, smiling the whole time "tell me, what is a rich boy like you doing here working? Aren’t your folks angry at you?" "Oh nah, they’re okay with it," Vince stammered, "I’m going back to the living quarters right now." "Why don’t you come upstairs with me instead? The living quarters in my lodge have a great view of the lake. And I would like to get to know you better." Vince swallowed hard. "A-alright Miss McDougal," Vince stammered, "lead the way." "Call me Sophia. We’re friends right?" With the artful discretion women like Sophia had, they sneaked of into the living private area where Sophia lived at for her stay in Lake Tahoe. It was very beautiful; the doorways had arches, the decoration was expensive, and the air smelled of the scent of trees the wind brought in through the open window. One also had a view of the lake. Sophia changed into a nightgown and walked over to the couch where Vince was sitting. She had a very warm smile on her face; it was very sincere too, there was no pretension in it at all, and one could see she had genuine affection for the boy. "I find it hard to believe you never had a girlfriend. I find it even harder to believe that you have not done anything with that French girl…" "How’d you know about her?!" "Your mother talks about her all the time" Sophia said laughing "if you ask her to marry you she’ll probably fly through the roof!" Vince’s face reddened. "Nothing to be ashamed of. I have lived life. I know males and females are attracted to each other. What you are experiencing is nothing new…" "We're just friends," Vince blurted out. "It's nothing serious." "Don’t worry about it," Sophia reassured, "we are all friends here. Tell me Vince, have you ever been with a girl?" "What do you mean?" "You know what I mean." "No, never." "Really. Have you ever been with a woman?" "What are you getting it at?" "Oh come on! I don’t believe you are that naïve…." She slid closer to him, and began stroking the inside of his thigh "there are things we could do together, you and me…..its been three years since my husband died, and my work schedule simply leaves no time for love. I really, really miss the company of a man." "But I am keeping you company right now." Sophia laughed softly saying "No, no, no not that kind of company. The kind that makes me feel like a woman. Since I made my fortune in a man’s world I don’t often get an opportunity to be feminine, to use the power women were meant to use…. Their bodies. Believe it or not playing brain games with the boys gets really boring. Intuition, love... Using your body to seduce a young man... that is so much more fun, it is so much more interesting." "I’m sure you must need breaks," Vince stammered "Indeed" Sophia stated matter-of-factly. She slid her hand closer to his crotch, which by now had an enormous bulge. Her hand crept up. Closer, closer. Slowly inching its way while gently massaging his inner thighs. And then, as she got closer to kiss Vince on the lips. The poor boy creamed his pants. Sophia started laughing, not a mocking laugh but a healthy one that laughs at funny situations. Vince did not see it that way and turned red as a tomato. "It's alright. Here let me get that." She went into the bathroom and fetched a towel, coming back very demurely. "Take of your pants," she told Vince, who promptly replied. He waited for her to start cleaning him up, out of politeness….. but, of course, since most of the jizz was beneath boxer shorts he did not want to remove, Sophia had to insist. "And the underwear." Vince turned even redder than before. "Vince, please, I’ve seen a naked man before; I was married for 3 years. Take of your boxers." Finally, Vince complied. As soon as his genitals were uncovered, Sophia could feel her pussy lips engorge with blood, and her pussy moisten a little. He had a magnificent cock and the meatiest, heaviest balls she’d ever seen. They were the size of large lemons! And his cock was longer than average, but in thickness, very, very gifted. She cleaned of his jizz-covered crotch and, on impulse, kissed him on the lips. She pulled back saying, "Just lose the whole outfit." Which Vince promptly did. Sophia backed away from him and let her nightgown fall to the floor. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath it. Vince was petrified. He saw a magnificent statuesque blonde standing in front of him, with well-rounded and elegant curves, with pussy lips that were cleanly shaven. She had a perfect body. Shortly thereafter, his cock sprang to attention to salute her. She climbed on top of him and began to kiss him. Hungrily, passionately. Shortly after, amidst the heavy breathing, she stopped though. "What are you doing on my couch just laying there like a dead fish? I won’t break. You can hold me if you like." Vince wrapped his arms around her and began exploring her back and ass with his hands. She resumed her kissing; the two climbed of the couch, and rolled around naked on the soft pillows she had set up on the floor for that purpose. They did this for about 2 hours when, finally, she pinned Vince beneath her and said "This isn’t enough. I need more." With that, she raised herself of him for a little bit, grabbed his engorged cock, and positioned between her pussy lips. She let herself slowly ease down on it, all the while enjoying the heat from the mast that was invading her body. Vince was overwhelmed by a brand-new experience; the heat from her pussy, the way it wrapped so tightly around him. It was unreal. That wasn’t the whole scope of it either. The soft pussy tissue massaging his cock was merely the physical aspect of it. On a deeper level, he felt as if he was somehow merging with her. Vince was so overwhelmed, he let out a loud yelp, that yelp young men make from the shock of experiencing a woman’s pussy wrapped around their cock for the first time. He could hear loud, wet sounds as she began riding him, all the while her pussy gripped him almost painfully hard. Amid her orgasmic delirium she leaned forward and kissed him. Sophia could feel the heat from his cock spread all over her body, and soon she was sweating, all the while her pussy and clit burned from orgasm. In and out it slid as she rode him, in her delirium, she kissed him, tongued him. He held her close, feeling her breasts. Almost on instinct, he rolled them over and pinned her beneath him. Having learned the rhythm from her riding him, he adapted it to his own thrusting. He pumped and pumped into her; enjoying the exquisite, delicious heat from the pussy of a beautiful woman, all the while soaking up the spiritual connection. About an hour later though, he could not keep the rhythm any more. His male instincts took over. She rode him for 4 hours, and he rode her for about 1. His thrusting became more and more furious. His balls stopped massaging her butt-cheeks, and she felt them rise up. His balls were retracting into his body. She knew what that meant. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and whispered "Vince, do it. Relieve your pain. Its what I’m here for." Vince began thrusting harder and harder, the wet sounds becoming ever more furious. Sophia’s orgasms intensified, orgasms she had had non-stop for the past 5 hours. As his thrusting became more furious however, they became more frequent and more intense. Not being able to take the milking of his cock any longer, Vince felt a delicious burn from deep within his balls and shot his hot fluid inside Sophia’s pussy. His large cock was touching her cervix as he shot load after load of hot cum in her. The fluid was hot and soothing, and the orgasm it brought caused Sophia’s eyes to roll upward into her lids. Her pussy milked him mercilessly, and she could feel the pressure of hot cum directly against her cervix. It was sweet, sweet ecstasy. He came in her for 15 minutes straight, burning and moaning as he did so, all the while Sophia held her head back in carnal delirium, eyes rolled back, her pussy milking him mercilessly. The fluid was leaking out of her pussy, and it was streaming down the crack of her ass. Finally, with the most intense burning sensation of all, Vince shot his final wad into her and collapsed. Sophia’s final orgasm subsided, and they both breathed heavily. She stroked his beautiful brown hair, and she began to laugh softly. Vince was still trying to catch his breath and, ever so slowly, he pulled his softening cock out of her; the air filled with sounds that were slimier than ever from the cups of cum he pumped into her. As she felt him pull out she winced, and a string of cum and cunt-juice could be seen on his cock. What a delicious feeling for Sophia! Vince rolled of her and looked down at his manhood. It was covered with transparent slimy stuff and his own cum, as he filled her to overflowing. She mounted her leg on top of his legs and snuggled close to him. "Vince," Sophia finally said, "those years of abuse must have been terrible for you. When I first laid eyes on you, I was filled with both desire, and a need to make you feel better. I figured this was the best way to fulfill both those needs." "We can not be together, you’re not old but we just can’t be together." "I know that," Sophia stated "but that doesn’t mean we can’t make love. Let us make love, at least until my fertile years stop." Vince did not say anything. He simply kissed her and drifted of to sleep. Sophia got up and walked to the bathroom. When she stood up she felt cum streaming down her legs. It was unreal; it was as if her belly was filled with nothing but cum and someone had punctured a bag inside her. Cum was streaming out of her pussy and streaming down both her legs. The cum broke into five streams on each leg. Looking down at it she smiled to herself and said "I guess this only means you enjoyed yourself Vince. Sleep tight." She bent down and kissed Vince on the lips, who was now sleeping deeply. She walked over to the shower and took a long, hot bath. She had to stay there a full hour as the cum Vince pumped into her did not stop streaming out of her until the hour was up. She could not believe so much fluid could come of a man, but apparently it was possible. Not that she was complaining; his cum felt deliciously cool inside her pussy and it was very soothing. However, cleaning it up was terrible, as streams of it ran down the drain as she showered. When she was finished she grabbed a wet towel and cleaned up Vince’s package. She kissed him on the cheek, snuggled next to him and drifted off to sleep. The next morning Vince woke up late. It was unusual, as he was a morning person; he had slept more deeply than he ever had in his life. He saw a blue bathrobe Sophia had left for him and put it on. He heard something cooking, a delicious scent filled his nostrils, and there was Sophia cooking a delicious dish in the nightgown she had worn the night before. "I should get to work," Vince stated. "The boss will be angry with me for being so late." "Oh its alright Vince, I had him fire you. By the way, did you sleep well last night?" Vince walked up to her and kissed her hungrily on the lips. "Thank you," he said smiling. "It was my pleasure. But now, you should eat. You must be exhausted from last night. I mean, my God! You pumped the sperm of 10 men into me!" Vince blushed. But then, the two sat down and ate quietly, and they smiled at each other when they finished. She was wearing the glow of a satisfied woman, and he was feeling tired, but happy. They made love for one more month, but, wanting to get real work, he got himself a job as a beekeeper in North Dakota. Fucking Sophia every day was taking its toll. Don’t get me wrong, he was actually starting to fall in love with her but... Too much was too much. Soon however, school started and he had to drive back to New York. The semester went by fast as it was now his senior year of high school, and in September he had turned 17. During Christmas vacation, a grand gala was thrown where rich people attended. Vince saw Sophia amongst a bunch of women, but could only see her head in the middle of the crowd. As he walked closer to her and the crowd parted he nearly collapsed from shock… Sophia was sporting a huge swelling belly! She began stroking it and she smiled warmly at Vince. She invited him to a balcony, where they talked. "You have given me the best Christmas present ever Vince. My husband was sterile and we could not have children of our own. I did not feel like adopting; I wanted a baby of my own flesh and blood. Remember the night you lost your virginity? This swelling belly you see in front of you is the fruit of that lovemaking. Congratulations Vince, you’re going to be a father," Sophia smiled broadly as she said this. Vince was still in shock. But, not wanting to be impolite he asked; "What are you going to name him?" "Vince," Sophia answered, "after you." She had not lost her warm smile from earlier. "Will you...?" "Let you be a part of his life? Of course Vince! I don’t want him not knowing who his father is!" Vince kissed her lips, "I love you Sophia... But..." She pressed her index finger on his lips hushing him. "Shush. Don’t worry about it. We can still be friends. For the sake of our baby." A few months later she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. Her business continued to Thrive and she became not just the wealthiest woman, but the richest person in the world. Vince went on to college, got his master’s degree, and actually made double the fortune his father had made effectively increasing the family’s wealth and holdings. He married a beautiful blonde girl he met in college who, many people commented looked a lot like Sophia. They had 8 children, but the girl never lost her beauty…. Plastic surgery played no role in it either; she was remarkably well preserved despite the many pregnancies. Also, Vince was the only man she ever had sex with. Before he married she and Vince made love again a few months after the baby was born, but they had no more children together after that. Shortly after menopause as her desire disappeared, they stopped making love. However, they remained good friends and their son grew up to be handsome and strong like his father, all the while inheriting his mother’s commanding intelligence. I will not say they lived happily ever after, as no one is perfect, but, I will say that all of Vince’s male children were well-loved by women for being... fruitful in their issuing of life-giving seeds shall we say. The End * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 29