Author 's note of hand : None of the places or characters in this story actually exist, and all characters are canonically eighteen years old or old at the meter of depicted event. Although obviously, if you prefer to imagine otherwise within the confines of your own mind, who am I to try to stop you ?

I pushed myself up from the couch with a groan, stretching and rolling my shoulder as I went to answer the door. I probably should let 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 deal ! And God help them if they were interrupting my morning without a good rationality !

"Oh ! Hi, Mr Swenson. I guess Connor did n't hear 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. Damn, was she ever wearing the hell out of that clothes ! At eighteen, Connor seemed to be at muttonhead with me more often than not lately, but one area where we definitely saw eye to eye was our taste in women. Chrissy was flyspeck, blonde, perky ... in both personality and physical structure. She reminded me quite a bit of Megan, actually, Connor 's mom. Back in the pre-divorce, pre-psycho-bitch-from-hell twenty-four hours, that is.

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

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

"That would get required him thinking to severalize me he was going to be away in the first gear piazza !"she scowled cutely.

"tinker's dam ..."I sighed. Connor was a honorable kid, most of the fourth dimension, but it was like he just did n't think sometimes !"Well, occur on in out of the heat for a while, 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 shut the doorway behind her, bracing her hand against the rampart as she slipped out of her sandals and nudged them aside with one delicate little foot, her lovely pink painted toenails drawing my eyes."I wo n't stay long ... I just need to cool down some first, before I can look the estimation of getting back on that bus again."

"Stay as long as you like,"I told her, commiserating. She lived over on the other side of town, just a few mental block from where Connor lived with Megan during the week, and where they both went to school. Connor had asked me a few month back if she could start coming over when he was spending the weekend with me, so the two of them could make some 'alone meter'out from under the prying and hyper-critical eyes of his mother. I had definitely understood."There are some coldness tonic in the fridge, I think. And still a couple of slices 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 duo of minutes, it means I climbed into your electric refrigerator and closed the door behind me ! Do n't come get me until it drops back under thirty out there again !"

I laughed, and went to go reclaim my rear end on the couch. She was back from the kitchen momentarily, standing slightly off to the side of meat watching me ringlet for something to watch, passing a cold aluminum can along her brow.

"Finding anything good ?"she asked, moving to sit down beside me. She set her phone on the coffee tabular array and transferred the can to the cleavage of her terrific, B-cup titty, the sudden cold making her nipples pop out so truehearted and proud it was a wonderment they did n't break open straight through the thin fabric of her clothes. 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 succeeding to her phone and lowering her eye, a beautiful pinko blush rising in her cheeks as she timidly reached over to order her script on my knee.

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

"What about Connor ?"I protested, the number one of many remonstrance that were springing to mind in that moment.

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

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

"This is n't about what he deserves,"she said, briefly raising her eyes to mine with a self-aware smiling before looking down again."It 's about what I deserve."She moved her hand again, to my inner thigh this time, her optic widening to dish aerial as she got her maiden taste of what was waiting for her there."And you ca n't secern 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 feature tried hitting on you ages ago, if I had n't already been dating Conner at the meter ! But that 's over, now ... so you do n't make to stop at just looking, anymore !"

I turned to face her, reaching out to her recollective, blond hair at the back of her head, grabbing besotted, giving it a steadfastly jerk downwards. Not enough to really hurt her, of course, that was n't my intent ; but enough to get her tending, and to bounce her eyes straight back up into mine once more, her cute, pouty lilliputian mouth gaping candid in surprise.

"I 'm not my son !"I warned her, my voice deep and gravelly as I stared deeply into her pretty, startled gamey eyes. I was n't trying to make it that way, it just came naturally with what I was feeling and saying. But I did n't try to fight back it, either ; I knew the gist that phonation could have on a sure type of girl. And from the sudden quickening of Chrissy 's breath, the heaving of her firm, obviously bra-less young tits under her wearing apparel, I knew I had n't been imagining things when I thought I 'd noticed the signs."Fair warning, little girl ! You may be about to burn off More than you can chew !"

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

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

"For neophyte ..."She bit her lip, but bravely refused to let her eyes waver from mine."When I take a hot, sweaty, smelly bus all the way across the urban center to see my beau ... leaking into my pantie the whole way here- the new, precious minuscule pink ones I bought special, just for him- I expect him to at the very least be here to induce sex with me, the way I 've been looking forward to all hebdomad !"

"appearance me !"I growled. She swallowed nervously, but slowly started moving, twisting herself up onto her knees 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 hired hand, deliberately and slowly, making her wait. Her eyes tracked my hand every step of the way. She moaned as I finally made link, her eyes fluttering closed as I gently started rubbing her through the indulgent, thin material."These are some very cute piffling step-in ! Sexy, too !"They were quite simple-minded, which I liked. It 's so comfortable to exaggerate it, when you start adding in lace and frills and all that former nonsense. But these one were just simple, petite pink cotton. Chrissy was a petite little girl in the first station, but she looked like she 'd bribe them a sizing too small on purpose, tight and thin enough to reveal everything ! They had little red Black Maria on them, and a unmarried tiny red bow just under the dance 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 spot she 'd made, teasing the small, delicate folds I could finger underneath.

"Thank you Daddy !"I corrected her archly.

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

I still had my grip on her haircloth, and I used it then, pulling her roughly forward into my kiss. She moaned into my lips, opening eagerly as I thrust my tongue into her mouth, meeting it with her own, sucking on it hungrily. Her dress fell onto my wrist joint again as her arms encircled me, pulling herself tight, leaning into me, on top of me, nearly pushing me down onto my back in her campaign to smoosh her marvellous, loyal Edward Young breasts against my chest. I regretfully pulled my handwriting from between her thighs and let go of her hairsbreadth, grabbing her by her waist and getting a lovely, lilting squeal out of her as I pulled her roughly into my lap straddling my waistline. That was estimable ... but that dress still simply had to go ! She was so focus on kissing me she was n't being much help. 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 knees, my mouthpiece finding her breast.

"Oh, daddy !"she moaned, wrapping her arms tighter around my neck, pulling herself into me as I kissed and sucked, nibbled and bit, my fingers squeezing deeply into the business firm young figure of her ass. She was consummate ! Her tits may only take in been B-cups, but they were business firm, good and perky, with tiny, sick pink areolas, and cute piddling teat barely grownup than pencil erasers, so wonderfully erect between my lips ! I traded back and forth, wanting neither side to palpate unheeded. I could hold stayed there for hours ... but there would be clock time to revisit them later. There were other, more campaign matters that needed attending to.

I lifted her in my arms as I stood, setting her carefully down to her feet. One feeling 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 start, rubbing and exploring, but she could n't abnegate herself for long. It took her a moment to work out the fastenings on my shorts, but she got it figured out soon enough, slipping her digit in under the band, yanking shortstop and boxers both down at once.

"Oh my God, pappa !"she said in a subdued, venerating whisper, eyes across-the-board as dish as she looked me slowly up and down my length, shaking her straits in mental rejection as she took me tentatively into her hired hand. She was so cute and bantam, her digit could n't even come close to reaching her thumb on the former side."Just how big are you ? Have you ever measured ?"

"A touch over nine and a one-half,"I told her, inordinately pleased by her reaction.

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

"I would n't know,"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 up after his dad, but I 'd certainly never asked him, or tried sneaking a peak to get out.

"Mmmm ..."she purred happily, closing her eyes as she delivered her first soft, tedious 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 mouth. I was surprised I even fit. And God she looked pretty, with my big, heavyset pecker filling that tiny piffling teenage mouth ! She could n't ingest much of me, barely three inch total before she started to gag. And there clearly was n't even a chance of her being capable to get me any encourage than that, into her throat. But anything she may have been lacking in profundity, she was more than making up for with enthusiasm ! She was pretty good at it, too. Surprisingly good, given her age and relative inexperience. Certainly much dear than Connor 's mother, who had somehow always managed to kowtow me with her teeth on the rare occasions I 'd convinced her to go down on me. Chrissy seemed absolutely fascinated by my balls, too ; lifting them, rolling them in her fingers, gently bouncing them and testing their system of weights in her palm, all while she continued sucking me and stroking my quill with her former hand. It felt grand, 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 fourth dimension to clock time, she kept making the effort to look up at me, letting me see the unrestrained lust and devotion in those big, beautiful blue eye ! But as much as were were both clearly enjoying ourselves, there was only so long I could countenance that to go on. I reached down, grabbing her under her arms, lifting her back to her infantry, then quickly moved my manpower to her ass, squeezing her tight as I lifted her straight up into the air, cute piddling feet left dangling. She squealed and threw her arms around my neck opening to steady herself, pinning her lip to mine in a passionate kiss, legs wrapping around my waist. I was really learning to get it on the sound of that cute, schoolgirlish piddling squeal ! Then I reluctantly leaned back. I hated the motive for a break ... but certain things needed to be said.

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

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

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

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

"commodity girl !"I praised, squeezing my digit a little 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 paw, guiding her up onto the lounge on her genu. She leaned forwards without prompting, crossing her arms on the rear of the sofa to stimulate herself, wriggling seductively. I took a moment to simply bosom and caress that outstanding, petite piddling bout ass in her cute garden pink panties ... then I grabbed them, roughly yanking them half-way down her thigh, making her gasp at the precipitateness of it. It 's one of my favourite affair in the reality, seeing a sexy young girl with her pantie stretched between her thigh, set up to get sleep with ... and none had ever looked advantageously than she did in that here and now !

"waiting ..."she moaned as I took handle of my cock and started rubbing it slowly up and down her lilliputian, moist puss, squeezing and caressing her hip with my other hand."Just let me run to Connor 's room real quick, to grab 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 answer is still no !"I repeated, smiling down at her as I started to iron. She trembled and gasped, staring straight into my heart, still in disbelief that I 'd traverse her request for a prophylactic. But that was the stallion point of a safe-word ; I could ignore anything she said she wanted, secure in the knowledge that she could overrule me at any time if I went too far. And on this matter, at least ... she was choosing not to say that word !

My God, she was tight ! But wet, too, and those gorgeous, tiny little pinkish mouth spread for me welcomingly enough. I took quite a bit farseeing than I normally would deliver, erring on the English of caution at every turn ; she 'd just complete telling me how much adult I was that what she was used to, and the last 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 hips, pressing myself hard against that cute footling ass, making her feel my full length. She moaned and arched her back, trembling in ecstasy. Clearly, all trouble about me doing her raw had already been forgotten. I had no credit compass point to judge her reactions fairly ... but I was pretty sure she was actually excited by it now, feeling the unbelievable familiarity of skin-on-skin in her nearly special, secret place.

I started thrusting, gently and slowly at first, working her up to it, gauging her reactions. It was immediately obvious she preferred it on the harder slope of things, just like I did. I was still relatively measured with her, making sure to kick in her pot of meter to adjust, but soon enough I was giving it to her good and difficult, bouncing her cover and forth against my grip on her hip, driving the air from her lungs with adorable 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 go on 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 couch, bucking herself nearly out of my grip. But I was having none of that ; I tightened my grip and mount her all the way through it, every gradation of the way, giving her everything I had. And when she finally recovered enough of herself to respond, twisting around again to look at me with a silent, panting expression of consummate gratitude and lust, I knew I 'd made the right call.

That starting time one seemed to have broken the dam ; she was nowhere near as shy in the lead-up to her second or third gear, heaving, gasping, telling me how good it felt, how close she was, encouraging me and begging me to progress to her cum again. God, I love it when they 're vocal like that ! And I gave it right back to her in turn of events, telling her how amaze she felt, how tight, and wet, and what an incredible job she was doing taking my prick so hard and inscrutable. incontrovertible reinforcement is important, when you want to encourage such behaviour in the futurity !

Soon enough, it was time. I wished I could deem out for just one Sir Thomas More, because I could tell she was starting to go up that James Jerome Hill 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, footling daughter !"I demanded, giving her a quick, firm smack on her cover girl little ass, making her squeal and reflexively clutch down on my dick, hastening me still closer. We 'd yearn since established that she loved having her ass spanked while she was getting fucked."Beg for Daddy 's cum !"

"But ..."she gasped, twisting back to look at me once more, her gorgeous, slender pectus heaving to gather plenty breathing spell to speak, her beautiful risque eyes panic-stricken."I 'm not on birth-control, Daddy !"

"All the serious !"I grinned back at her through my surprisal. No curiosity she 'd wanted me to put on a condom !"I always wanted to accept more nestling !"One of the many reasons I 'd divorced Megan, when she 'd arbitrarily and unilaterally changed her mind about our programme to have more, after Connor had been born.

"Oh, God ..."she trembled, biting her lip. This would be the clock time she used that safe-word, I knew. I really should n't get been teasing her, pushing her far enough that she 'd have to use it. I knew bettor than that, for Christ 's interest ! But the fantasy of knocking up such a gorgeous young teenage girl was just too much for me to let go of on my own. And so I would n't blame her one little bit, when she said it ; I would gladly pluck her back down to her knees and unload into her mouthpiece, or all over her face and tit, instead, when she did.

Only ... she didn't.

"Cum in me, Daddy !"she wailed, pinching her heart 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, sister ?"I gasped in surprisal, brawn clenching, desperately trying to bear back after the enormous boost forward hearing those words had given me.

"Please, Daddy !"she moaned, licking her lip, opening her eye 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 engender me, pappa ! Please ! Shoot it all the way up inside me ! As deep as it 'll go ! All the way into my unprotected, prolific teenage womb, pappa ! Please ! I want you to knock me up ! I want you to put your infant in me ! Please, Daddy ! Please ! I need it !"

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

The pressure level built, my digit clenching down into the soft, solid flesh of that perfect little ass, making her squeal. Then it was happening, my pelvis jumping forward with a mind of their own, slamming roughly against her ass, rocketing my cock even cryptic interior 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 faithful than I 'd realized, or maybe it was just that it was her first time ever feeling that hot, wet inundation shooting into her, instead of just into a prophylactic. But whatever the reason, it was definitely the strongest climax she 'd had yet ! Which contributed even more to the intensity level of my own, her tight, clenching walls 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 unbelievable feedback loop of euphoria. But finally, we were spent. shakiness, sweaty, and exhausted, I reached down to her, lifting her upright to her human 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 head against my berm, crossing her weapons system 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 head at herself in amused 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 sure you were going to use your safe-word, and tell me to pull out out !"

"Oh !"she gasped, optic panoptic, her boldness going ashen.

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

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

"Shit ..."I sighed, apologetically stroking her sides."I 'm sorry, baby ! But thank God for the morning-after pill ! I guess we 'll be grabbing you one before I take you home. It was one thing 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 heat of the moment ..."

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

"proceeds care of you ?"I repeated, not sure enough I was really hearing what I thought I was.

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

"You will not be a stay-at-home mom !"I told her in no uncertain terms. Then I softened my voice, and grinned."If, however, you wanted to consider being a housewife ... then that is something we could discuss."

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

"It could n't be more unlike !"I assured her seriously."Women used to be housewives ! For thousands of years, charwoman were woman of the house, and everything was going swimmingly. I mean ... there were famines, and plagues, and wars ... and life was honestly pretty fearful in worldwide, compared to the way it is now ... but men and fair sex faced that terror together, as partners. collaborator with different character, due to intrinsical physical differences between them, but partners just the same. Then, all of a sudden and out of nowhere, feminism reared its ugly, blue-haired head ... and it 's been making men and womanhood both absolutely miserable ever since ! Women did n't want to fix themselves based on their relationship to their married man 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 hubby, and taking it completely out of their championship, throwing it away, paying it no more mind ! Is it any wonderment that the divorce rate skyrocketed, right around the same clock time this was happening ? Eventually, it got even worse. The term 'homemaker'fell out of favour too, because it implied that women were responsible for keeping the home, and doing the chores, and having a meal ready when their married man got home ... as if that were all somehow unreasonably burdensome to look of them, when they were the ones staying nursing home all day. The feminists started saying that keeping the home base was a shared duty ; that men were expected to put in a full day 's work, and take home a paycheck, and then put in an compeer share of the workplace at abode, too. Which makes a sealed total of sense, if the wife is also working outside the home, and putting in just as many 60 minutes as her husband is. But the feminists never made that distinction ; men were to plowshare the housework no matter how many, or how few, hours the wife spent working outside the dwelling house. And that 's where we find the Creation of the 'stay-at-home mother'; a woman whose entire focusing is on her children, and not on her married man, the way his focussing has remained on her. It 's an inviolable catastrophe of a way to run a relationship ! And horrible for the children, too ! The utmost thing a kid needs when they 're trying to spring up up into a competent, successful adult is to have their female parent hanging over their shoulder every mo of every day, trying to protect them from the human beings ! nestling are as resilient and independent as you allow them to be. Put a roof over their heads, clothes on their rear, food in their venter, and tell them they 're loved. That 's all you really want ... and anything more than that, like what you get from your typical child-centred homebody mom, is as likely to do more actual harm than good ! And the resultant role of all this ? An enormous proportion of men are now flat out refusing to get wed, at all, because the women they would need to marry simply do n't exist any more ! So most men wind up lonely and alone, and nearly char end up passing themselves around, sharing a tiny act of highly successful, attractive men, growing ever more despondent that they ca n't convince any of them to settle down with them and be close. And why would they, when there 's always a dozen More women just like them, right around the next corner ? So yes, baby. Being a housewife is very, very dissimilar 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 rant."But I 'll admit, I never really thought about it that way. It kinda is right there on the tin, is n't it ? Right in the words themselves."

"Words matter. Our choices of parole, matter !"I agreed."More than most people think they do."

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

"Is that so ?"I grinned. I slid a hand up from her trim petty belly, finding her breast. They may only have been B-cups, but they looked so big and full phase of the moon on such a flyspeck piffling daughter ! And I loved the way they fit so easily into my hands !

"Uh hunh !"she moaned appreciatively, swallowing to steady her part."Like, for instance ... you have to promise you 'll keep on fucking me the same way you just did ! Always ! Even if I 'm preggers and almost set up to pop, and we already have a whole plenty of kids running around underfoot ! You have to promise to have a go at it me anyways, any time I need it ! Which I 'm warning you right now, if you can observe making me cum the same way you did today, is going to be a lot !"

"A plenty ?"I chuckled, pinching her endearing little nipple, making her squeak."Speaking of word choice ... does anyone say the word 'passel'anymore ?"

"I do, so shut up !"she grumped, smiling, as she reached down to playfully smack my thigh."And, uhhh ... okay, I ca n't actually retrieve of any early requirements right now, with you playing with my dumbbell like this ! But there are some ! completely crew !"

"sight, even !"I teased again, getting another scag. And it was in that precise instant that I first consciously realized ... this was n't just post-sex flirting we were doing here. She was actually being serious ... she wanted to be my effective picayune housewifey ... and she was outlining her footing for how that would see ! Even more shockingly ... I found myself wanting that, too ! God, I must throw been insane ... but I could n't abnegate 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 up partnership, exactly the form I 'd just gone off on such a clamant diatribe about, the kind I 'd always daydream of ... the kind of relationship 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, unseasoned, sensual, sensational young woman ... was practically begging me to let her give me exactly what I 'd always wanted !

"And ... I think I probably should go on birth control, just until I graduate."She continued sadly, then giggled, suddenly drawing my mind back from the fog to where it had just vanished. Had I missed something, in between passels and birth control ? I hoped not, but I could n't exactly ask, not without admitting I 'd just allowed 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 hop-skip the morning after contraceptive pill, if you agree, just this once. If you 've already gotten me pregnant, on our very firstly metre together ... I think I 'm prepared to take over that as the universe sending us a message."

"And how about all the other sentence I 'm going to be having sex with you this weekend ?"I asked, still a piddling doomed in my sudden recognition, but slowly coming to grips with the idea that this could actually become literal ! My words caused her to trounce her head around in surprisal, making me chuckle."Your parents are expecting you to stay the night again, are n't they ?"I grinned. It had been a solid big thing. Connor coming to me, while Chrissy first had to convince her parents she was old enough to get sex if she wanted, and then that if she was going to have sex, it was better that she have it someplace safe, with plentiful approach to condoms, rather than in the backrest stern of some car, or trying to do it in her elbow room while constantly being interrupted by her younger sibling. Of course of action we 'd then all needed to satisfy each other, to win over them I was n't some boozy deviate, and that I would calculate after her like she was my own while she was under my cap. Which I actually still would, come to remember of it ... though obviously not in the way any of us had meant it, at the sentence !"And that does n't take in to change just because you are n't with Connor, now. Which means I get to have you all to myself until I drop you off tomorrow night ! And you are sadly misguided if you think I 'm going to give birth you cuddling naked on my lounge, and sleeping in my bed, and you think I 'm not going to be having sex with you every ace chance I get !"

"So, uhh ..."she swallowed nervously, but with a burnished, excited grinning creeping up behind."Maybe a pill after all, before you take me home ..."

"I think we 'd really be pushing our fortune, if we did n't,"I agreed with a grin, then sighed. With the possibility of this being real ... came reality !"Plus ... we really should slow down this down a petty, and get to bonk each other right first, before we start taking risks that might end with us having babies together !"

"Afraid I 'm going to wrench out to be a closet feminist, like you were describing ?"she quipped, but I could discover more than a hint of serious worry hidden behind the Royalist 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 prospicient ... or at all, actually ! But I think I 've gotten to bang you pretty well, since you 've been coming over here to pass time with Connor. And a lot more, in the death hour or so ! So no, I 'm not worried that you 're a arcanum women's liberationist sympathizer. Nor that you 're going to flex out to ingest some early terrible, obscure personality flaw that would smash any luck of a human relationship between us ... But then again, I did opt to splice Connor 's mother, at one spot in time ... so my record for making secure decisions when I 've just gotten my peter wet is not exactly flawless, historically speaking !"

"She is n't that bad,"she rolled her centre, 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 everlasting for each other, we still owe it to ourselves- and to any shaver we may eventually produce- to slacken down just a little, to make sure enough,"I told her."It wo n't hurt either of us to look just a little 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 birth mastery, when it means I get to keep cumming inside of you ! At least until you graduate, and we 're set up to make this functionary and start telling mass, and I can deliver you move in."

"A year, then,"she sighed."well, I can live with that, I guess, just as long as I still get to issue forth over every chance we get, until then."

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

"He 's a year ahead of me, I thought you knew,"she smiled, shaking her headland, then paused, lowering her eyes."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 wager 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 mamilla to let her be intimate exactly what I meant.

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

'' beneficial girl ! '' I praised, comfortably cupping her tit. `` And no, it does n't bother me. It 's for sure not what I 'd consider a problem."I gave her another comforting slight squeeze in my arms and a osculation on her cheek."You 're still the same amazing, beautiful, sexy young girl you were 30 moment ago,"I told her, making her smile and bloom at the regard."Means a longer sneaking around period than I would throw preferred, is all ... but we 'll ready it work. public speaking of which ... you do recognize we 're going to have to keep this from Connor, too, do n't you ? Which is going to mean 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 believe him to let me screw when he was going out of town, we definitely ca n't trust him with this !"

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

"Yeah ?"she asked, doing an absolutely abysmal job trying to hide her upheaval."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 imagine you 'll be able to sleep over on school day Night, of course ... not unless your parents are way more lax than I 'd be, in their place ! But I 'll get a key made for you, so you wo n't have to wait for me to get abode from employment if you come over heterosexual person from school."

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

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

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

"Soon, pet !"I laughed, kissing her face again."I might not be a teenager anymore ... but with a sexy little thing like you providing my inspiration, 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 rooster, finally stripping her cute little pinkish 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 sure as shooting enough, it did n't lead me long at all. She rode me that meter, her firm, daily round, barely-legal titties bouncing vigorously in straw man of my expression as she threw herself up and down my cock, my hands mean around her tiny, sexy small waist.

By the clip I finally took her to bed that Nox ... scratching that. I mean, by the time we were finally really for sleep that night, already having made several tripper to the bedroom over the course of instruction of that afternoon and evening ... we were both so gratify and exhausted that we could barely proceed. She cuddled naturally into the crook of my arm as I lay on my back, a utter fit ; her pretty, blond head rising rhythmically with my breathing as she lay partly on my chest, her slender leg thrown negligently over mine, her delicate little hand softly but possessively clasping my cock.

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

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

Fuck, waiting was going to be backbreaking ! I knew we needed to, at to the lowest degree until she graduated ... maybe even a little longer than that, to obviate ruffling any more plume than requirement. But as I was drifting off to sleep with this miraculous, beautiful, perfect untested woman cuddled up beside me, one who actually wanted to do for me all the affair my ex had always fought me over ... I could already see the way of life of our lives stretching out before us. And yes, there were going to be some inevitable bump in that road ... I was not looking forward to Connor 's chemical reaction when it was finally time for him to hear the news ! But sure as I knew there would be bumps, I knew we 'd get through them ... together.

I ducked my oral sex, softly kissing Chrissy 's beautiful blonde fuzz. She murmured appreciatively, already too far gone into slumber to respond. I laid back and closed my eyes, and joined her in moments. Come what may, I somehow just knew ; she and I would ascertain a way to arrive at this work ... together !