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Ed's Plan
by S. J. Cross (address withheld)

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A middle-aged man becomes infatuated with the young 
teen daughter of the couple next door. His desires 
mature into a plan to claim her virginity. But will he 
have to force himself on her or can he make her a 
willing participant? (M/f-teen, ped, nc, 1st, preg)

***

Ed Shaw had been observing his neighbors, the Megan 
family, since they had moved in next door two years 
ago. Tom Megan was much older than his wife, Linda, a 
pretty, brown-haired woman in her early thirties. Their 
only child, Beth, was fourteen when they arrived. She 
was now nearing seventeen and developing into a very 
attractive young woman. Her long, dark hair, parted in 
the middle, reached almost down to her ass, and 
contrasted dramatically with her pale skin. 

She had innocent large eyes, light brown. Her breasts 
had developed over the past year or so, a fact made 
more obvious by her reluctance to wear a bra. She liked 
to wear peasant blouses and large hoop earrings and 
often carried her guitar, so going braless seemed part 
of a retro-hippie phase, minus the drugs and sex. Ed 
was sure about the latter because, looking into the 
Morningstar's back yard, he had watched her push away 
her boyfriend, a guy with red hair, when he tried to do 
anything more than kiss her.

Ed himself was a heavy-set, middle-aged man, with 
thinning hair that was beginning to turn grey. Long 
divorced, he had little social life. He satisfied 
himself sexually by jerking off while watching porn 
movies and by an occasional tryst with a hooker when he 
went out of town on a business trip.

As he watched Beth blossom into womanhood, he began to 
fantasize about her. At first he felt guilty, but the 
urges were too strong to resist, and the obvious risks 
ceased to matter. As the desire grew and became almost 
overwhelming, a plan started to form in his mind. With 
each passing week the idea became more concrete, each 
detail falling into place, until he knew he was ready 
to act. The first move involved putting her at ease 
when she was alone with him.

Ed had a pool in his backyard and he sometimes invited 
the Megans over for a swim. Once or twice he asked Beth 
to come over to use the pool, though he would usually 
absent himself. She sometimes wore a vintage white 
string bikini, another throwback to the 60s hippie 
style she had adopted. 

When she came out of the pool and dried her lithe, firm 
body in the sun, he would secretly snap pictures of 
her. Her swimsuit hid little; even the dark hairs 
around her pussy peaked out from the tiny piece 
covering her pubic area. Later he would jerk off with 
the photos in front of him, imagining how hairy her 
cunt must be as puberty ripened her lovely body into 
its full womanly form.

It was time, he decided, for the big step. She was now 
comfortable at the pool with him around. One hot 
weekday afternoon, when Tom and Linda were at work, Ed 
invited Beth over for a swim. This time he joined her. 
Remarking that the sun was really beating down on them, 
he invited her inside to cool off and have a drink of 
lemonade.

Following her into the kitchen, he made certain that he 
bolted the door behind him. They sipped lemonade and 
made small talk for a while. Then he told her he had a 
present for her and asked her to follow him. Although 
surprise registered on her face, she trusted him, so 
they walked into the bedroom. He handed her a small 
gift-wrapped box.

"What's the occasion?" she asked, her face puzzled.

"Your birthday is coming up in a couple of weeks, and I 
decided to get you something suitable for a young 
woman."

Beth unwrapped the box to find a woman's watch inside, 
with a thin, shiny black leather band and a round, 
white dial. She felt very awkward – it wasn't the sort 
of sporty watch her friends wore. "This is very 
pretty," she said, "but it seems a little, well, old 
for me."

"It's for a woman, Beth, which is what you have 
become."

Beth stiffened. Something in his words or his tone of 
voice must have triggered an alarm in her head.

"I really don't think I can accept it. I'm not sure 
what my parents would say."

Ed was ready for this. He had anticipated her 
reluctance, and he had no intention of letting it 
thwart him. "Fair enough. Just try it on and see if you 
like the way it looks. If you don't like it, no hard 
feelings."

That seemed harmless enough to Beth, plus it was an 
easy way out of a situation that was growing 
uncomfortable. She strapped the watch to her left wrist 
and looked at herself in Ed's full-length mirror. This 
meant turning her back to him, and as she pretended to 
study the watch on her wrist in the mirror he slowly 
moved behind her. "It makes you look about six or seven 
years older," Ed said. She nodded absently and tried to 
figure out something to say that would satisfy this 
creep. "I do feel very grown up wearing this."

Ed was now right behind her. He could smell her sun tan 
lotion and shampoo and see the small freckles on her 
white skin. Nothing could stop him now. Nothing.

Suddenly, he reached around her with his burly arms, 
grabbing her right breast and clasping his hand over 
her mouth. His hand stifled her startled cry, and his 
powerful hold on her tit quickly forced her to stop 
wriggling.

"DON'T SCREAM AGAIN, Beth!" Ed commanded. "I don't want 
to hurt you, but if you scream I will. I really will. 
You understand?"

Beth's eyes were wide with terror, her breathing came 
in short gasps. She nodded her head.

"Good." Ed moved his hand from her mouth and slid it 
slowly down her front, caressing her smooth skin. God, 
she was hot – he had never felt anything so tempting as 
her nubile flesh. She seemed to have been put on this 
earth for no other reason than to tempt him to sin. His 
cock started to swell. Whatever happened, she was worth 
it. He began to kiss her neck, then bit it fiercely so 
there'd be a mark there tomorrow.

"Please don't, Mr. Shaw, oh, for God's sake, please 
stop now," Beth whimpered. She tried to pull away, but 
at less than half of his 250 pounds she never stood a 
chance. Maybe if she had thought clearly, tried to kick 
him in the groin, she might have broken his grip, but 
her mind was locked up in fear and panic.

"Call me Ed, Beth." He laughed coldly. "I think we're 
close enough to be on a first-name basis."

"Ed, please, let me go now. Nothing has happened yet. I 
promise I won't tell my parents."

"Sorry, darling, no can do. Not yet." He lifted her and 
carried her over to the bed, tossed her down and lay 
atop her, pinning her with his bulk and holding her 
wrists down so she couldn't scratch him. He realized 
how thin her wrists were, how dainty her fingers.

She struggled briefly, then gave in to deep sobs. He 
was going to defile her, maybe kill her. How could she 
have been so stupid not to see it coming?. "No, please 
don't. I'm a virgin..."

"Do you think I'm going to rape you, Beth?"

"Y-yes," she stammered, choking back the tears. He 
shook his head. "You mean you're not going to do that?"

"Not if you cooperate with me. Will you do as I say?" 
Beth nodded, confusion evident on her face. Ed relaxed 
his grip and stood up, looming over her. She could not 
help but notice that his erection bulged out against 
his bathing trunks. She felt a wave of revulsion. "He's 
getting off on this," she thought. "My mother is right 
– men are pigs, even my dad." She recalled seeing her 
mother rebuff her father at times and how turned on her 
old man was by their struggle. His hard dick showed 
through the fabric of his pants when her mom tried to 
shove him off her.

Still, Ed said he wouldn't rape her and he easily could 
have...

"Ok, Beth, here's what I would like you to do. I want 
you to take off your bathing suit, nice and slow, a 
little strip tease act."

"But you promised..."

"I said I wouldn't rape you, and I won't, if you're a 
good girl."

"I will be, Ed, I promise." With that, he let her off 
the bed, careful to stay between her and the door so 
she had no path to escape. He turned on his stereo, and 
the beat of Sheena Easton's "Strut" and then Robert 
Palmer's "Addicted to Love" filled the room. Beth 
started to untie her top.

"Not like that, honey. Slowly. Touching yourself. Like 
a stripper."

Beth began to gyrate her hips as she pulled off her top 
and slid down the bottom of her string bikini. It 
wasn't very good, but Ed was too turned on to care. 
Beth was proving more cooperative than he had hoped. 
She started to dance, picking up the rhythm of the 
music, her long dark locks flying around her.

"Oh, that's terrific, Beth. You have become a very sexy 
young woman."

For the first time she smiled. "Thank you, Ed."

"Now go look at yourself in the mirror again. Run your 
hands up and down your body. Don't you think that watch 
looks pretty on you?" She nodded as she began to admire 
her own form, moving sensually in time to the music. "I 
hope you'll wear it all the time and remember who gave 
it to you." She nodded again. "Anything to please him," 
she thought, "just so he'll let me go."

He approached her from behind and she stiffened. "Turn 
around, Beth," he directed. She did as she was told. He 
stood but a couple of inches from her, and she became 
aware again of his massive physical presence.

Oddly, it seemed less threatening now. His size was, 
no, it simply couldn't be... she felt herself becoming 
aroused. Was it the image of what had happened between 
her parents, how her mother would give into her dad's 
strength and let him carry her into their bedroom? Her 
sense of self-loathing was overwhelming. How could she 
let this fat creep turn her on? What was wrong with 
her? He placed his hands on her waist. Instead of 
trying to pull away, she just stood there.

"I'm going to kiss you now, Beth. That's all, nothing 
more." He leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips. 
They were incredibly soft; he felt it was like kissing 
moist air. He pulled her body closer and embraced her, 
then kissed her again. This time he probed her lips 
with his tongue and they parted to let it enter. He 
could feel her breathing quicken. Then he stopped 
before she could push him away, though he still held 
her in a firm hug.

"You're a terrific kisser, Beth," he said softly.

"Thank you." Her body was trembling uncontrollably. She 
had French-kissed a middle-aged man who had forced her 
onto his bed – and she had liked it! He was much better 
than her boyfriend. She felt Ed's warm, round belly 
against her flat stomach and she liked that sensation, 
too. The heat where their bare skin touched was 
electric. His arms were strong and manly, and made her 
feel safe and feminine.

"I'm going to kiss your nipples now," Ed continued. 
"You tell me when to stop and I will." He gently held 
her right breast and lowered his tongue to it. The 
nipple swelled almost instantly; as it hardened, it 
protruded more. He sucked gently on it, then drew it 
into his mouth and let his teeth gently scrape the pink 
flesh.

Beth gasped and her knees buckled. She had once spied 
her dad doing this to her mother and wondered why she 
had moaned so loudly. Now Beth understood. She had 
never felt anything so exquisite and overpowering in 
her life. The image of a baby feeding at her breast 
flashed through her mind as Ed suckled. She never 
wanted the sensation to end. Her hands rose from her 
sides and rested gently on Ed's head.

Ed knew he had Beth exactly where he wanted her. Her 
mind might still resist, but not her body, and it had 
taken over.

He released her nipple. "See, I told you I would stop 
whenever you want me to." Beth hadn't wanted him to 
stop, but he was being so considerate and sensitive. He 
didn't seem like the same person who had forced her 
onto the bed a few minutes before.

He led her by the hand over to the bed. She moved as if 
in a trance. Guided by his hands, she lay down on her 
back. He paused to drop his bathing suit. His stiff 
dick stood straight out. Beth saw it but said nothing.

Ed lay down next to her and resumed playing with her 
nipples, rubbing them, gently biting and sucking them. 
His cock rubbed against her smooth, firm thigh and he 
had to contain himself not to cum on the spot.

She ran her fingers through his hair, and her eyes 
caught sight of the wristwatch. "I'm becoming a woman 
today," she thought, and felt a shiver of excitement.

She stopped him for a moment and took a silver ring 
with a black stone off her finger. Ed asked her why. 
"My boyfriend gave me that. It seems very adolescent, 
like him. I only want to wear the watch you gave me." 

With that, she pulled Ed on top of her, the first time 
she had initiated anything. His weight pressed her down 
and her legs began to separate underneath him. She knew 
she could not escape, but she did not want to. Their 
lips met and she eagerly thrust her tongue into his 
mouth.

She could feel his penis rubbing up against the lips of 
her vagina. It felt soooo good! There was a lot of 
moisture down there, much of it hers. She wanted so 
very much to feel his hard dick inside her, but she was 
a virgin. This was all happening too quickly. And 
something was oozing from the tip of his dick. It must 
be semen, she realized, as the health education lessons 
surfaced from the dim corners of her mind. She mustn't 
let him ejaculate inside her, she remembered.

"I want to put my penis inside you now, Beth," Ed 
murmured in her ear. "It will feel better than anything 
you've ever felt."

"No, I can't. I've never done that. And I don't want to 
get pregnant."

"OK, honey, not yet. Nothing you don't want." Ed 
continued rubbing his cock along the outside of her 
pussy, alternating between kissing her mouth and 
nipples. "Why don't you touch my cock. It will feel 
nice in your hand." That seemed harmless enough. She 
reached beneath them to gently stroke his penis. It did 
fell nice, firm and smooth. He rubbed the tip against 
the opening of her pussy, but did not try to force it 
in. Nature would take its course. With each brush, her 
vaginal lips spread a little wider and became slicker.

Beth had stopped thinking. Everything was sensation and 
every sensation was pleasure to her awakening 16-year-
old body. Ed lifted his torso and pressed Beth's thighs 
up and apart, the tip of his dick still massaging the 
opening of her cunt. She was now in the classic woman's 
position for inviting penetration. She was panting hard 
and beads of sweat dribbled off the sides of her face.

"Let me enter you, Beth, just for a minute. I'll stop 
as soon as you tell me."

"Mmm. OK. Just for a minute."

Ed had won. He slid into her, meeting no resistance as 
her hymen stretched and gave way. She was incredibly 
slick and wet. He entered to the hilt, claiming her 
virginity as he had so long planned. "Do you like how 
that feels? I'll stop if you ask me."

"Please don't stop yet. Just a little more... feels so 
good, Ed... so incredibly good."

He resumed licking and kissing her nipples, which were 
soon taut again. She started to make little gasping 
sounds. Her first climax was fast approaching. He began 
to move his cock in and out, slowly at first, then 
faster and harder. Beth was moaning aloud now, pushing 
her pelvis up to meet his thrusts.

Beth's sexual instincts took over completely. Her body 
started to move in ways she did not control, seeking 
new sensations of pleasure. She drew her legs up 
further, holding her thighs against her chest, and put 
her calves on Ed's shoulder's. Her petite hands gripped 
his thick forearms. In this position he could no longer 
suck her tits, but her lips were wet and eager. Their 
tongues swirled fiercely.

And then, abruptly, Beth soared into that wordless, 
dark nothingness of female orgasm. Her body bucked hard 
against Ed as the release of sexual energy rippled 
through her young body, once, twice, more. He had never 
made a woman cum so hard.

She lay still, semi-conscious, limp, drained of the 
power to move. She had no idea what had happened or 
where she was, but she was in total ecstasy. Her whole 
body tingled. Gradually, she became aware of Ed, still 
on top of her, and of his cock, still moving gently 
inside her, in and out. He gave her a deep kiss and 
then began to caress her nipples again. They stiffened 
under his touch and the passion began to rise in her 
cunt. "How can this man's touch do these wonderful 
things to me?" she wondered.

Ed lifted himself on his arms so he could more easily 
thrust in and out. Beth reached beneath her to scratch 
his heavy balls. She liked the reaction her touch 
seemed to have. She place her hands on Ed's wide 
abdomen and kneaded it. He began to pound in and out. 
Beth realized a woman can control sex, too, and make a 
man crazy with desire. She liked that.

She placed her hands on Ed's chest. "Do you like the 
way my watch looks now, honey?" she said. "I like the 
watch my lover gave me." Her use of "lover" delighted 
Ed. This sweet young thing was now his possession. His 
thrusts grew more urgent, and he gasped, "I'm cumming. 
Oh, God, yes, I'm cumming." He sensed great spurts of 
semen flooding into her. Beth felt his bucking, hard 
and fast, gradually lessening. Ed collapsed breathless 
on top of her. She felt warm all over at the thought 
that a man had found her body so pleasing. The next 
thing he was aware of was her fingers caressing his 
hair.

He lifted himself off her to pee. When he returned to 
the bed, he found her crying softly. "What's wrong, 
darling?" he asked.

"I let you cum inside me, and we didn't use protection. 
I could get pregnant, and I'm only sixteen. What will 
my parents say?"

"How old was your mother when she got pregnant with 
you?

"Seventeen."

"Not much difference, then, right?" Beth nodded. "If 
you are pregnant, I would be thrilled. I want you to 
have my baby. I've been thinking about it since you 
moved into the house next door, watching you reach 
womanhood."

Beth's eyes widened. "You've planned this for so long?"

Ed held her close. "The world might think it sick, but 
it seemed very natural to me. You were the most 
beautiful, unspoiled creature I had ever seen. Does 
that seem so terrible?" She shook her head – no, it was 
all somehow normal now. He went on, "Be honest: don't 
you feel better right now than you ever have in your 
life?"

She looked at him with those large brown eyes, no 
longer innocent. "Absolutely."

"Your parents probably faced the same stupid social 
conventions. They did OK, and so will we. Now lie down. 
I have a lot more to teach you."

Beth obeyed eagerly, hesitation gone. Ed turned her 
onto her side, facing away from him, then curled into a 
spooning position behind her. His hands fondled her 
breasts and his tongue traced the line of her neck. Her 
tits were soon tender points of pleasure once more.

Beth felt his cock harden against her bare butt. She 
also felt wetness in her cunt from her own arousal. She 
spread her legs slightly, signaling her readiness. 
"Good girl," he murmured as he pressed the tip of his 
stiff member against her pussy lips, which parted as he 
entered her. He raised her upper leg with his hand and 
began to move gently in and out, as she turned to kiss 
him deeply over her shoulder. Breaking their lip-lock, 
she whispered words that thrilled her partner. "I want 
to have your baby, Ed, more than I've ever wanted 
anything in my life."

From there they progressed to other positions, doggy-
style (Ed's favorite; she had such a firm, creamy ass) 
and woman on top (Beth liked controlling the pace and 
rubbing Ed's big gut). When he stood up and supported 
her weight, with her legs locked around his waist, and 
used his hands to lift her up and down as she hung 
impaled on his cock, they both came again. This time, 
when she thought about his sperm cells seeking her ripe 
egg, she felt a surge of joy – she would become the 
mother of Ed's baby.

They were married six months later, with her parents' 
permission, gained after some difficult days of 
arguments and threats. Beth walked down the isle, a 
beautiful bride, dressed in white, her very round belly 
bulging with the life growing inside her. They referred 
to the unborn child as "Ed's Plan." On her wrist she 
wore the watch, ready for her wedding night.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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