source 's note : None of the piazza or lineament in this story actually exist, and all characters are canonically eighteen years old or older at the fourth dimension of render case. Although obviously, if you prefer to envisage otherwise within the confines of your own nous, who am I to try to halt you ?

I pushed myself up from the lounge with a groan, stretching and rolling my shoulder as I went to answer the threshold. I probably should have gone to put on a shirt first ... but screw it. It was Saturday, and I was enjoying the air conditioning after just finishing moving the lawn. Whoever it was, they could just carry on ! And God help them if they were interrupting my dawn without a full reason !

"Oh ! Hi, Mr. Swenson. I guess Connor did n't learn the doorbell ?"It was my son 's girlfriend, looking radiant as always in a cute, pink floral summer dress.

"Hey, Chrissy. Sorry, Connor is n't here."I said, confused, as I looked her quickly up and down. darn, was she ever wearing the Hell out of that garb ! At 18, Connor seemed to be at dunce with me more often than not lately, but one area where we definitely saw eye to eye was our predilection in women. Chrissy was flyspeck, blonde, perky ... in both personality and consistency. She reminded me quite a bit of Megan, actually, Connor 's mom. spine in the pre-divorce, pre-psycho-bitch-from-hell days, that is.

"Oh. He just run out to the store or something ?"she asked.

"No, I mean he is n't here, here. Or at his mom 's place either, for that affair ; they 're at a wedding out of town this weekend. His mom 's cousin. I think ? Or maybe the first cousin 's kid ? Was n't really listening. One of the groovy fringe benefit of being divorced is that I no longer have to pretend to care about her shit. You two got your wire crossed somehow on the date he 'd be away ?"

"That would possess required him thinking to differentiate me he was going to be away in the initiative plaza !"she scowled cutely.

"Damn ..."I sighed. Connor was a dependable kid, to the highest degree of the clip, but it was like he just did n't think sometimes !"Well, issue forth on in out of the heat for a patch, at to the lowest degree. It 's murder out there today !"I stepped back, gesturing her inside.

"Thanks,"she sighed too, stepping in and letting me close down the doorway behind her, bracing her helping hand against the wall as she slipped out of her sandals and nudged them aside with one delicate small foot, her adorable pinko painted toenails drawing my oculus."I wo n't stay long ... I just need to cool down some first base, before I can face the melodic theme of getting back on that bus again."

"stop as long as you like,"I told her, commiserating. She lived over on the other side of town, just a few blocks from where Connor lived with Megan during the week, and where they both went to school. Connor had asked me a few months back if she could start coming over when he was spending the weekend with me, so the two of them could cause some 'alone time'out from under the prying and hyper-critical center of his mother. I had definitely infer."There are some cold sodas in the fridge, I think. And still a couple of cut of last Night 's pizza, if you 're hungry."

"It 's too hot to eat,"she smirked."But if I 'm not back in a couple of minutes, it means I climbed into your electric refrigerator and closed the door behind me ! Do n't occur get me until it drops back under XXX out there again !"

I laughed, and went to go rectify my seat on the sofa. She was back from the kitchen momentarily, standing slightly off to the side of meat watching me scroll for something to watch, passing a cold-blooded aluminum can along her brow.

"determination anything goodness ?"she asked, moving to sit down beside me. She set her earpiece on the coffee tabular array and transferred the can to the cleavage of her fantastic, B-cup titty, the sudden low temperature making her nipple pop out so firm and proud it was a marvel they did n't burst straight through the slenderize fabric of her garb. Not that I noticed, or anything !

"Not really."I shook my head, readjusting my positioning as subtly as I could, tugging down the hem of my shorts.

"Well ... maybe we could find something else we could do, instead ?"she suggested bashfully, setting her soda unopened next to her phone and lowering her oculus, a beautiful pink blush rising in her cheeks as she timidly reached over to place her script on my knee.

"What ?"I gasped dumbly as I twisted towards her on the couch, hardly able to believe what she seemed to be suggesting. Chrissy did n't respond, she just continued looking down, blushing harder, smiling shyly and starting to gently rub further up my leg.

"What about Connor ?"I protested, the first base of many objections that were springing to mind in that moment.

"Connor ..."she scowled, almost spitting the name."Is, as of this consequence, single ! I have had it with always being treated like an afterthought ! In fact ..."She withdrew her hired man from my leg and grabbed her headphone again, thumbing rapidly before setting it back down with disgust."There, it 's official now,"she smiled impishly, quickly returning her hired hand to my thigh.

"And I ca n't say I blame you,"I allowed, slowly shaking my headspring."suction for him, obviously, but I ca n't say he did n't bring in it on himself. And I certainly understand the impulse to go out and receive some ... fun, after a family relationship ends. Maybe get a bit of retaliation, even. But ... with his own begetter ? I know he 's been variety of an inconsiderate cock to you lately ... but does he really deserve that ?"

"This is n't about what he deserves,"she said, briefly raising her optic to mine with a self-conscious grin before looking down again."It 's about what I deserve."She moved her hand again, to my inner thigh this time, her eyes widening to saucers as she got her first taste of what was waiting for her there."And you ca n't tell me you have n't been thinking about it, too ! I 've seen the way you look at me, when you think I wo n't notice ! It always made me feel so sexy, knowing I can turn you on like that ! And you 're so hot ! Honestly ... I would have got tried hitting on you ages ago, if I had n't already been dating Conner at the clip ! But that 's over, now ... so you do n't let to stop at just looking, anymore !"

I turned to face her, reaching out to her long, blonde hair at the back of her head teacher, grabbing tight, giving it a firm jerk downwards. Not enough to really hurt her, of course, that was n't my intent ; but enough to get her attention, and to bounce her eyes straight back up into mine once more, her cute, pouty footling rima oris gaping undecided in surprise.

"I 'm not my son !"I warned her, my part deep and gravelly as I stared deeply into her pretty, startled blue centre. I was n't trying to cook it that way, it just came naturally with what I was feeling and saying. But I did n't try to push it, either ; I knew the burden that voice could have on a sealed type of girl. And from the sudden quickening of Chrissy 's breathing time, the heave of her business firm, obviously bra-less young tits under her dress, I knew I had n't been imagining things when I thought I 'd noticed the mark."Fair warning, little miss ! You may be about to prick off more than you can chew !"

"If that 's supposed to scare me off ..."she breathed, almost panting with sudden stimulation."It is not having the desired result !"

"So tell me, then !"I grinned wickedly."What is it, exactly, that you think you deserve ?"

"For starters ..."She bit her lip, but bravely refused to let her eyes falter from mine."When I take a hot, sweaty, smelly bus all the way across the city to see my boyfriend ... leaking into my scanty the whole way here- the new, precious little knock ones I bought special, just for him- I expect him to at the very least be here to have sex with me, the way I 've been looking forward to all week !"

"appearance me !"I growled. She swallowed nervously, but slowly started moving, twisting herself up onto her knee joint on the couch to face me directly, leaving them slightly spread, sitting back on her cad. She reached down with both hands, pinching her dress at her waist, raising it tentatively.

"You were n't lying,"I told her approvingly, reaching down with my other hand, deliberately and slowly, making her wait. Her middle tracked my bridge player every dance step of the way. She moaned as I finally made middleman, her heart fluttering closed as I gently started rubbing her through the soft, thin fabric."These are some very cute niggling step-in ! Sexy, too !"They were quite simple, which I liked. It 's so easy to overdo it, when you start adding in lace and frills and all that other nonsense. But these ones were just simple, petite pink cotton wool. Chrissy was a petite little girl in the first plaza, but she looked like she 'd bought them a size of it too small on purpose, tight and melt off enough to reveal everything ! They had fiddling red hearts on them, and a unity tiny red bow just under the band, like a present.

"Thank you,"she murmured shyly, trembling adorably as I started exploring her more thoroughly. She had n't been lying about how excited she 'd been on the bus ride over ; I was very much enjoying playing with the dark little wet maculation she 'd made, teasing the modest, soft folds I could finger underneath.

"Thank you Daddy !"I corrected her archly.

"Thank you, pa !"she repeated obediently, gasping as my fingers found an especially sensitive office."Ohhh, I love the way you 're touching me, Daddy !"

I still had my traction on her hair's-breadth, and I used it then, pulling her roughly forward into my kiss. She moaned into my brim, opening eagerly as I thrust my natural language into her lip, meeting it with her own, sucking on it hungrily. Her frock fell onto my articulatio radiocarpea again as her implements of war encircled me, pulling herself tight, leaning into me, on top of me, nearly pushing me down onto my book binding in her try to smoosh her wondrous, truehearted young chest against my pectus. I regretfully pulled my hand from between her thighs and let go of her fuzz, grabbing her by her waist and getting a lovely, lilting squeal out of her as I pulled her roughly into my lap straddling my waist. That was respectable ... but that dress still simply had to go ! She was so focused on kissing me she was n't being a good deal helper. Which again, I actually kinda liked, wrestling it off of her and tossing it aside. I grabbed her by her fantastic little ass, yanking her up to her human knee, my back talk finding her breast.

"Oh, Daddy !"she moaned, wrapping her weapon tighter around my neck, pulling herself into me as I kissed and sucked, nibble and bit, my fingerbreadth squeezing deeply into the firm young physique of her ass. She was perfect ! Her mammilla may only have been B-cups, but they were firm, full and perky, with tiny, pale pink areola, and cute little nipple barely bigger than pencil erasers, so wonderfully erect between my backtalk ! I traded back and Forth, wanting neither slope to finger neglected. I could consume stayed there for hours ... but there would be time to revisit them later. There were other, more pressing subject that needed attending to.

I lifted her in my arms as I stood, setting her carefully down to her feet. One look from me was all it took for her to understand ; she nervously bit her lip, obediently sinking herself down to her knees.

She played a bit at first, rubbing and exploring, but she could n't deny herself for long. It took her a bit to mould out the fastenings on my shorts, but she got it figured out soon enough, slipping her finger in under the circle, yanking shorts and boxers both down at once.

"Oh my God, pop !"she said in a silence, reverential voicelessness, eyes all-encompassing as saucers as she looked me slowly up and down my length, shaking her head in disbelief as she took me tentatively into her workforce. She was so cunning and tiny, her fingers could n't even come up close to reaching her thumbs on the other slope."Just how big are you ? Have you ever measured ?"

"A touch over nine and a half,"I told her, inordinately proud of by her reaction.

"Wow ..."she smiled, then suddenly giggled, glancing naughtily up into my eyes."Connor was barely five, when he let me mensurate him ! And not nearly this midst, either ! I guess he must take after his mom 's side of the folk, hunh ?"

"I would n't bed,"I chuckled in my surprise, wryly shaking my head. Only five, eh ? Poor kid. I guess I 'd always just kind of assumed he must take after his dad, but I 'd certainly never asked him, or tried sneaking a peak to find out.

"Mmmm ..."she purred happily, closing her eye as she delivered her first soft, slow kiss to the tip of my crown."I am definitely trading up !"I laughed, choking off in a gasp as she slipped me into her oral fissure. I was surprised I even fit. And God she looked pretty, with my big, dense rooster filling that tiny little teenage oral fissure ! She could n't get much of me, barely three column inch total before she started to gag. And there clearly was n't even a chance of her being able to get me any farther than that, into her throat. But anything she may have been lacking in deepness, she was more than making up for with exuberance ! She was pretty good at it, too. Surprisingly good, given her age and relative inexperience. Certainly much well than Connor 's mother, who had somehow always managed to scratch me with her teeth on the rare social function I 'd convinced her to go down on me. Chrissy seemed absolutely fascinated by my clod, too ; lifting them, rolling them in her fingers, gently bouncing them and testing their weight in her ribbon, all while she continued sucking me and stroking my shaft with her other manus. It felt rattling, and I made sure to tell her so, in between my groan. And best of all, though she could n't quite keep herself from letting her eyes flutter closed in pleasure from time to metre, she kept making the effort to see up at me, letting me see the unrestrained lecherousness and devotion in those big, beautiful blue eyes ! But as much as were were both clearly enjoying ourselves, there was only so hanker I could allow that to go on. I reached down, grabbing her under her weapon, lifting her back to her human foot, then quickly moved my hired man to her ass, squeezing her tight as I lifted her straight up into the air, precious piddling foundation left dangling. She squealed and threw her blazon around my neck opening to stabilise herself, pinning her lip to mine in a passionate kiss, legs wrapping around my shank. I was really learning to roll in the hay the auditory sensation of that cute, girlish small squeal ! Then I reluctantly leaned back. I hated the need for a pause ... but sure things needed to be said.

"Are you familiar spirit with the concept of a safe-word ?"I asked her.

"Uh hunh ..."she swallowed, looking into my middle with obvious trepidation. Oh, she knew what they were, all right ! She would n't have been looking nearly that nervous, if she did n't !

"Good, then I wo n't have to take the prison term to explain how they work. Yours is 'pineapple',"I informed her."Say it a few sentence now, so you wo n't forget it later, if you need it."

"ananas,"she said."Pineapple, pineapple, pineapple !"

"goodness girl !"I praised, squeezing my fingers a minuscule tighter into the flesh of her ass."Now, from here on out ... do n't say it again, unless you mean it !"

She nodded, biting her lip, and I set her down. I spun her around, taking her hips in my hands, guiding her up onto the sofa on her knees. She leaned forwards without prompting, crossing her arms on the back of the lounge to steady herself, wriggling seductively. I took a moment to simply squeeze and fondle that spectacular, petite little stave ass in her cute pink panties ... then I grabbed them, roughly yanking them half-way down her thighs, making her pant at the suddenness of it. It 's one of my favourite matter in the universe, seeing a sexy young girl with her step-in stretched between her thighs, ready to get bonk ... and none had ever looked meliorate than she did in that bit !

"Wait ..."she moaned as I took storage area of my hammer and started rubbing it slowly up and down her bantam, moist puss, squeezing and caressing her hip with my other hand."Just let me run to Connor 's room real quick, to take hold of a condom first !"

"No,"I growled, continuing unabated.

"What ?"she gasped, twisting around to gawp at me.

"I 'm clean. Are you ?"I asked.

"Yeah, of course,"she admitted, chewing nervously on her lip.

"Then my result is still no !"I repeated, smiling down at her as I started to press. She trembled and gasped, staring straight into my optic, still in disbelief that I 'd refuse her request for a condom. But that was the entire point of a safe-word ; I could ignore anything she said she wanted, secure in the cognition that she could overrule me at any metre if I went too far. And on this matter, at least ... she was choosing not to say that news !

My God, she was tight ! But wet, too, and those gorgeous, tiny piffling pink lips spread for me welcomingly enough. I took quite a bit longer than I normally would have, erring on the side of circumspection at every turn ; she 'd just polish off telling me how much bigger I was that what she was used to, and the finish thing I wanted to do was risking hurting her, and not having her want to do this again ! But eventually, I bottomed out. I gripped her articulatio coxae, pressing myself hard against that cute little ass, making her feel my entire length. She moaned and arched her back, trembling in ecstasy. Clearly, all worries about me doing her raw had already been forgotten. I had no denotation level to pass judgment her response fairly ... but I was pretty certain she was actually excited by it now, feeling the unbelievable intimacy of skin-on-skin in her nearly special, mystic place.

I started thrusting, gently and slowly at first, working her up to it, gauging her response. It was immediately obvious she preferred it on the harder side of thing, just like I did. I was still relatively careful with her, making certainly to give her plenty of clip to line up, but soon enough I was giving it to her good and intemperately, bouncing her binding and Forth against my handgrip on her hips, driving the air from her lungs with lovely little pant on every impact against her ass.

Her first orgasm snuck up on me. Apparently she was one of those girls who tended to keep things in ... at least until it was clock time to let them out ! Then, there was no hiding it ; she squealed and shrieked, clutching and clawing at the sofa, bucking herself nearly out of my grip. But I was having none of that ; I tightened my traction and devolve on her all the way through it, every whole tone of the way, giving her everything I had. And when she finally recovered enough of herself to reply, twisting around again to look at me with a silent, panting reflection of virgin gratitude and lust, I knew I 'd made the right call.

That number one one seemed to have broken the dam ; she was nowhere near as shy in the lead-up to her second or third, heaving, gasping, telling me how honest it felt, how close she was, encouraging me and begging me to piddle her cum again. God, I love it when they 're vocal like that ! And I gave it right back to her in crook, telling her how mystify she felt, how fast, and wet, and what an incredible job she was doing taking my cock so hard and deep. cocksure reinforcement is important, when you want to encourage such behaviour in the future !

Soon enough, it was clip. I wished I could confine out for just one more, because I could tell she was starting to climb that mound again ... but I knew myself too well, knew I 'd already used all the tricks I knew of to delay. This was happening, and soon.

"Beg for it, little missy !"I demanded, giving her a quick, firm smack on her lovely little ass, making her squeal and reflexively clench down on my cock, hastening me still closer. We 'd long since established that she loved having her ass spanked while she was getting fucked."Beg for papa 's cum !"

"But ..."she gasped, twisting back to reckon at me once more, her gorgeous, slender dresser heaving to gather enough breath to mouth, her beautiful blue center terrified."I 'm not on birth-control, Daddy !"

"All the better !"I grinned back at her through my surprise. No admiration she 'd wanted me to put on a condom !"I always wanted to possess more kids !"One of the many understanding I 'd divorced Megan, when she 'd arbitrarily and unilaterally changed her intellect about our plan to take in more, after Connor had been born.

"Oh, God ..."she trembled, biting her lip. This would be the time she used that safe-word, I knew. I really should n't have been teasing her, pushing her far enough that she 'd possess to use it. I knew better than that, for Christ 's sake ! But the phantasy of knocking up such a gorgeous unseasoned teenage little girl was just too much for me to let go of on my own. And so I would n't find fault her one little bit, when she said it ; I would gladly pull up her back down to her knees and unload into her oral fissure, or all over her face and tits, instead, when she did.

Only ... she didn't.

"Cum in me, papa !"she wailed, pinching her eyes closed, no longer able meet my regard as she was saying it."Please, I need it ! I need your cum inside of me, Daddy ! Please !"

"You sure about this, child ?"I gasped in surprise, muscles clenching, desperately trying to hold back after the enormous boost forward hearing those words had given me.

"Please, dada !"she moaned, licking her lip, opening her middle once more, staring directly into mine. My God, she was beautiful ! And so sexy it hurt !"I need it so bad ! I ... I want you to breed me, dada ! Please ! Shoot it all the way up inside me ! As deep as it 'll go ! All the way into my unprotected, fertile teenage uterus, pa ! Please ! I want you to strike hard me up ! I want you to put your baby in me ! Please, Daddy ! Please ! I need it !"

Like I really had a chance in inferno of holding out against that !

The pressure built, my fingers clenching down into the soft, strong flesh of that perfect niggling ass, making her squeal. Then it was happening, my pelvic girdle jumping forward with a mind of their own, slamming roughly against her ass, rocketing my stopcock even deeper inside of her, hard. Then pulsing, instinctively timed just as I was bottoming out, finally, finally unleashing myself into her warm, wet embrace.

She joined me instantly. Maybe she 'd been cheeseparing than I 'd realized, or maybe it was just that it was her world-class time ever feeling that hot, wet floodlight shooting into her, instead of just into a prophylactic. But whatever the understanding, it was definitely the unassailable orgasm she 'd had yet ! Which contributed even more to the intensity of my own, her soused, clenching paries milking me for everything I had to give.

It seemed to go on for half of forever, she and I feeding off each other in an improbable feedback loop of euphory. But finally, we were spent. Trembling, sweaty, and exhausted, I reached down to her, lifting her upright to her knee, wrapping my arms around her and spinning us around, collapsing to the couch with her in my lap, still fully impaled on my cock.

"My God ..."she whispered, laying her point against my shoulder, crossing her arms on top of mine over her waist, sleepily nuzzling up and back at my cheek.

"You can say that again !"I said wryly, making her giggle as I turned to nibble gently on her ear.

"I ca n't believe I actually let you cum inside me !"she sighed happily, shaking her chief at herself in diverted disbelief."I 've never, ever let a boy do that to me before ! Not without a condom !"

"Neither can I, actually,"I chuckled."I thought for certain you were going to use your safe-word, and tell me to pull out !"

"Oh !"she gasped, oculus spacious, her typeface going ashen.

"Do n't tell me you forgot !"I demanded, my middle skipping a beat in my shock.

"Umm ... maybe not blank out ..."she admitted sheepishly."But ... maybe I was n't exactly thinking of it, either, at the clip. Or if I was ... I was only thinking of it as an emergency brake 'stop completely'button. Not as a 'stop ... but then start again once I have you in my mouth, instead'button."

"Shit ..."I sighed, apologetically stroking her sides."I 'm bad, baby ! But thank God for the morning-after birth control pill ! I guess we 'll be grabbing you one before I take you dwelling. It was one matter when I thought you were choosing not to use your safe-word, and you 'd decided you wanted me to cum in you ! But if you just forgot, in the warmth of the moment ..."

"Or ... maybe not ?"she offered, twisting enough that she could shyly look up at me."You would assume care of me, would n't you ? If you did get me pregnant ?"

"payoff caution of you ?"I repeated, not sure I was really hearing what I thought I was.

"I mean ... you make adept money at your job, do n't you ?"she asked."Connor always said you do. And ... I 've always kinda dreamed about being able to be a homebody mom ..."

"You will not be a homebody mom !"I told her in no unsure full term. Then I softened my interpreter, and grinned."If, however, you wanted to reckon being a housewife ... then that is something we could discuss."

"And that 's unlike than a stay-at-home mom ?"she smirked, her centre twinkling wickedly.

"It could n't be more different !"I assured her seriously."Women used to be housewife ! For thousands of year, adult female were housewife, and everything was going swimmingly. I mean ... there were famines, and pest, and wars ... and life was honestly pretty painful in full general, compared to the way it is now ... but men and charwoman faced that affright together, as partners. partner with different use, due to intrinsic strong-arm remainder between them, but cooperator just the Lapplander. Then, all of a sudden and out of nowhere, feminism reared its ugly, blue-haired head ... and it 's been making men and char both absolutely miserable ever since ! Women did n't need to specify themselves based on their relationship to their hubby anymore. They started considering it insulting to be called a 'housewife'; they wanted to be called 'homemakers', instead. Which was already bad enough, right there. They were taking the single, essential aspect of their job de * * * * * * * * * * * ion, being a wife to their husband, and taking it completely out of their championship, throwing it away, paying it no more creative thinker ! Is it any admiration that the divorce pace skyrocketed, mighty around the like time this was happening ? Eventually, it got even worse. The term 'homemaker'fell out of favour too, because it implied that cleaning woman were responsible for keeping the domicile, and doing the job, and having a repast ready when their husband got home ... as if that were all somehow unreasonably onerous to expect of them, when they were the ones staying abode all day. The libber started saying that keeping the home was a divvy up duty ; that men were expected to put in a wax day 's work, and bring in home a payroll check, and then put in an equal parcel of the body of work at home, too. Which makes a sealed amount of sensory faculty, if the married woman is also working outside the home, and putting in just as many 60 minutes as her husband is. But the women's liberationist never made that differentiation ; men were to share the housework no matter how many, or how few, hours the married woman spent working outside the home. And that 's where we find the conception of the 'stay-at-home mother'; a woman whose entire focus is on her children, and not on her married man, the way his focus has remained on her. It 's an inviolable catastrophe of a way to run a family relationship ! And horrible for the children, too ! The close thing a kid needs when they 're trying to grow up into a competent, successful adult is to take in their mother hanging over their shoulder every minute of every day, trying to protect them from the world ! Kids are as resilient and self-governing as you allow them to be. Put a roof over their psyche, dress on their book binding, food in their bellies, and tell them they 're loved. That 's all you really ask ... and anything more than that, like what you get from your distinctive child-centred stay-at-home mom, is as likely to do Sir Thomas More actual injury than good ! And the result of all this ? An enormous proportion of men are now savorless out refusing to get married, at all, because the cleaning lady they would want to conjoin simply do n't exist any More ! So to the highest degree men wind up lonely and alone, and most women end up passing themselves around, sharing a tiny telephone number of highly successful, attractive men, growing ever more despondent that they ca n't convert any of them to sink down with them and be faithful. And why would they, when there 's always a dozen more woman just like them, right around the next corner ? So yes, sister. Being a housewife is very, very unlike from being a stay-at-home mom !"

"Hunh ..."she said, laying herself back against my shoulder again, chewing it over."Not that you feel strongly about it, or anything !"she smirked, and I smiled too, acknowledging her point- yeah, I 'd definitely just gone off on a bit of a claptrap."But I 'll admit, I never really thought about it that way. It kinda is flop there on the tin, is n't it ? Right in the words themselves."

"Book issue. Our choices of language, matter !"I agreed."more than than most masses think they do."

"You know ... I would have a demand or two ..."she said flirtatiously."If I 'm going to be your good piffling housewifey like you want ..."

"Is that so ?"I grinned. I slid a hand up from her clip little belly, finding her bosom. They may only have been B-cups, but they looked so big and full on such a tiny little girl ! And I loved the way they fit so easily into my hands !

"Uh hunh !"she moaned appreciatively, swallowing to stabilize her voice."Like, for instance ... you have to promise you 'll preserve fucking me the same way you just did ! Always ! Even if I 'm preggers and almost ready to pop, and we already have a whole passel of kids running around underfoot ! You have to call to love me anyways, any time I need it ! Which I 'm warning you right now, if you can sustain making me cum the same way you did today, is going to be a lot !"

"A passel ?"I chuckled, pinching her endearing piffling mammilla, making her narrow escape."speech production of Bible alternative ... does anyone say the word 'passel'anymore ?"

"I do, so shut up !"she grumped, smiling, as she reached down to playfully smack my second joint."And, uhhh ... okeh, I ca n't actually think of any other demand right now, with you playing with my booby like this ! But there are some ! Whole crowd !"

"Passels, even !"I teased again, getting another smack. And it was in that exact moment that I first consciously realized ... this was n't just post-sex coquetry we were doing here. She was actually being serious ... she wanted to be my estimable petty housewifey ... and she was outlining her terms for how that would look ! Even more shockingly ... I found myself wanting that, too ! God, I must have been insane ... but I could n't deny it, not now that I 'd realized what I was feeling. I suddenly wanted her, needed her ... and not just sexually, either ! I needed what she was offering ! A true partnership, exactly the sort I 'd just gone off on such a vociferous diatribe about, the kind I 'd always dream of ... the form of kinship no woman my own age had ever offered me before ! Not unless they were lying to me, like Megan had done, to get what they wanted ! And this one ... this beautiful, young, sensual, stunning young fair sex ... was practically begging me to let her give me exactly what I 'd always wanted !

"And ... I think I probably should go on birth ascendancy, just until I graduate."She continued sadly, then giggled, suddenly drawing my judgement back from the fog to where it had just vanished. Had I missed something, in between plenty and birthing control ? I hoped not, but I could n't exactly ask, not without admitting I 'd just countenance my attention to drift from what she had been saying !"I never wanted to, before, but I am not going back to using condoms ! Not after how baffle it was, feeling you cumming in me like that ! But ... I think we can vamoose the morning after pill, if you agree, just this once. If you 've already gotten me pregnant, on our very outset time together ... I think I 'm prepared to assume that as the universe sending us a message."

"And how about all the early times I 'm going to be having sex with you this weekend ?"I asked, still a little lost in my sudden recognition, but slowly coming to grips with the approximation that this could actually suit substantial ! My Good Book caused her to whip her head around in surprisal, making me laugh softly."Your parents are expecting you to stay the nighttime again, are n't they ?"I grinned. It had been a whole big thing. Connor coming to me, while Chrissy first had to convert her parents she was old enough to have sex if she wanted, and then that if she was going to have sex, it was better that she have it somewhere dependable, with copious access to condoms, rather than in the dorsum seat of some car, or trying to do it in her room while constantly being interrupted by her younger siblings. Of path we 'd then all needed to fit each early, to convert them I was n't some drunken pervert, and that I would look after her like she was my own while she was under my ceiling. Which I actually still would, come to think of it ... though obviously not in the way any of us had meant it, at the clock time !"And that does n't have to change just because you are n't with Connor, now. Which means I get to feature you all to myself until I drop you off tomorrow nighttime ! And you are sadly mistaken if you think I 'm going to have you cuddling naked on my sofa, and sleeping in my bed, and you think I 'm not going to be having sex with you every unity opportunity I get !"

"So, uhh ..."she swallowed nervously, but with a bright, charge up smiling creeping up behind."Maybe a pill after all, before you take me dwelling house ..."

"I think we 'd really be pushing our luck, if we did n't,"I agreed with a grin, then sighed. With the opening of this being rattling ... came reality !"Plus ... we really should slacken this down a small, and get to know each other right first, before we start taking risk that might end with us having babies together !"

"Afraid I 'm going to turn out to be a wardrobe feminist, like you were describing ?"she quipped, but I could detect more than a hint of serious worry hidden behind the cavalier manner, fear that I might not be as committed to what she was proposing as she was.

"No, honestly, not even a little !"I laughed, reassuringly squeezing her in my arms."You and I may not have been dating hanker ... or at all, actually ! But I think I 've gotten to know you pretty well, since you 've been coming over here to spend time with Connor. And a lot Sir Thomas More, in the last hour or so ! So no, I 'm not worried that you 're a secret feminist sympathizer. Nor that you 're going to turn out to have some other terrible, hidden personality flaw that would ruin any chance of a relationship between us ... But then again, I did take to marry Connor 's mother, at one point in meter ... so my record for making good decision when I 've just gotten my dick wet is not exactly flawless, historically speaking !"

"She is n't that bad,"she rolled her eyes, and I just stared."Okay, so she is pretty bad,"she agreed then, giggling, and I nodded.

"But even if you and I turn out to be perfect for each other, we still owe it to ourselves- and to any kids we may eventually produce- to slow down just a niggling, to make sure as shooting,"I told her."It wo n't hurt either of us to expect just a niggling before you start popping out the kiddies !"I grinned, teasingly tickling my fingertips across her slender little belly, making her squeal and squirm adorably."And in the meantime ... I am definitely on board for parentage control, when it means I get to maintain cumming inside of you ! At least until you graduate, and we 're ready to spend a penny this official and startle telling people, and I can have you move in."

"A class, then,"she sighed."Well, I can be with that, I guess, just as long as I still get to follow over every luck we get, until then."

"That long ?"I asked, surprised."I thought you were a senior, like Connor ?"

"He 's a yr ahead of me, I thought you knew,"she smiled, shaking her headland, then paused, lowering her heart."Does that ... bother you ? I am still legal, I promise ! I 'm just a year behind 'cause I got held back in kindergarten. Did n't play well with others, apparently. I did n't like sharing my toys."

"Neither do I, '' I told her, giving her a playful tweak of her nipple to let her know exactly what I meant.

'' Never, dad ! '' She squealed and squirmed adorably. `` I 'm all yours ! I belong to you, now, and no one else ! Forever ! ``

'' Good girl ! '' I praised, comfortably cupping her breast. `` And no, it does n't rag me. It 's for sure not what I 'd consider a problem."I gave her another comforting small hug in my weapons system and a candy kiss on her cheek."You 're still the same amazing, beautiful, sexy youthful female child you were thirty seconds ago,"I told her, making her smile and flush at the compliments."Means a longer sneaking around time period than I would have preferred, is all ... but we 'll make it do work. speechmaking of which ... you do agnise we 're going to suffer to sustain this from Connor, too, do n't you ? Which is going to entail no coming around on weekends he 's here ?"

"I figured,"she sighed sadly."Not that he does n't deserve having me rub his nose in it, for the way he 's treated me lately ... but if I could n't even trust him to let me know when he was going out of town, we definitely ca n't trust him with this !"

"My mentation exactly,"I confirmed."But on the positive side, any time he is n't here ..."

"Yeah ?"she asked, doing an absolutely abysmal job trying to hide her inflammation."Like ... even on weeknights, you mean ?"

"As long as you can do it without making your parents shady,"I told her."I do n't envisage you 'll be able-bodied to sleep over on school dark, of course ... not unless your parents are way more lax than I 'd be, in their shoes ! But I 'll get a key made for you, so you wo n't sustain to waitress for me to get nursing home from work if you come over straight from school."

"So I can pattern being your good little housewifey ?"she asked with a coquettish, shy little smile."And have supper ready and waiting for you when you come through the door ?"

"If you like,"I grinned, already picturing it, her obvious excitement at the idea thoroughly transmittable."But if not, I 'll be Thomas More than well-chosen with you being ready and waiting for me when I come through the door, instead !"

"That works too !"she giggled, squirming happily in my lap."Awww ..."She pouted suddenly ; my pecker had finally softened enough to slip one's mind out of her as she moved.

"Soon, pet !"I laughed, kissing her cheek again."I might not be a teenager anymore ... but with a sexy piffling thing like you providing my inhalation, I 'll be ready to go again before you know it !"

"Yay !"she squealed, and I laughed. She stood, now that she was no longer held in place on my cock, finally stripping her precious little pink panties the rest of the way down her legs, before climbing into my lap straddling me so we could go back to properly making out again. And certainly enough, it did n't take me long at all. She rode me that time, her house, round, barely-legal titties bouncing vigorously in nominal head of my face as she threw herself up and down my cock, my hands smashed around her tiny, sexy little waist.

By the time I finally took her to bed that night ... scratch that. I mean, by the time we were finally really for eternal sleep that Nox, already having made several stumble to the bedroom over the course of that afternoon and evening ... we were both so satisfied and exhausted that we could barely run. She cuddled naturally into the bend of my arm as I lay on my back, a unadulterated fit ; her pretty, blonde head rising rhythmically with my breathing as she lay partly on my chest, her slender leg thrown negligently over mine, her delicate little script softly but possessively clasping my cock.

"Night, Daddy !"she whispered, turning just enough that she could osculate my chest."Love you !"It was the first time she 'd said it.

"Love you too, baby !"I replied, shocked by how intensely I already meant it."Night."

nooky, waiting was going to be hard ! I knew we needed to, at least until she graduated ... maybe even a little longer than that, to avoid ruffling any More feathers than necessary. But as I was drifting off to kip with this miraculous, beautiful, perfect new woman cuddled up beside me, one who actually wanted to do for me all the things my ex had always fought me over ... I could already see the track of our biography stretching out before us. And yes, there were going to be some inevitable blow in that road ... I was not looking forward to Connor 's reaction when it was finally fourth dimension for him to hear the news show ! But sure as I knew there would be bumps, I knew we 'd get through them ... together.

I ducked my headway, softly kissing Chrissy 's beautiful blond hair. She murmured appreciatively, already too far gone into sleep to respond. I laid back and closed my heart, and joined her in consequence. Come what may, I somehow just knew ; she and I would find a way to make this work ... together !