by Wendy Pound
Thomas was sitting on the edge of the bed watching TV, “Holy shit! You look fucking amazing!” He instantly clicked the TV off and looked me up and down. “You really did pick the perfect dress.”
“I'm glad you like it!” I said with a smile. I strolled into the bedroom, doing my best sexy walk. Thomas stood up and waited until I approached him. I draped my arms around his shoulders and brought him in for a kiss. His lips were warm and tasted like vodka. I slipped my tongue in his mouth and he moaned quietly. His hands felt my tits over my dress and he squeezed them hard.
While we were kissing, Thomas' hands traveled around to the back of my dress and I felt him unzip it all the way. I let the dress fall to the ground. Thomas buried his face in my chest, running his tongue over every inch of my tits. He nibbled on my hard nipples making me cry out in pain.
I helped him take his pants off and revealed his cock. I'd given him blowjobs and handjobs before so his manliness wasn't new to me. What was new was that he was completely flaccid. I kissed Thomas again and stroke his cock, hoping to bring it to life.
Nothing.
I got down on my knees and massaged his balls. Thomas kept his eyes shut tight as he focused on me touching him. I put his limp dick in my mouth and sucked on him. He wasn't even half hard.
“What's wrong, baby?” I asked.
“Nothing is wrong,” he replied, backing away from me.
“It's okay, Thomas, it happens to every guy.”
“Oh how would you know, you're still a virgin.”
“Well aren't you?”
Thomas looked away from me. His face told it all. My jaw dropped and I put my hand over my mouth. My whole world was falling apart before me.
“I didn't mean to lie to you. It's just I never thought we would get this far. It was just a little lie at first and then it was too long and I couldn't tell you.”
“I can't fucking believe you!” Tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't bear to see his face anymore. I ran out the hotel door and into the elevator. I pushed the button for the lobby and collapsed onto the floor, sobbing.
When the doors opened, I picked myself up and walked out. I didn't know what to do or where to go. I just walked on the beach in my wedding dress and heels.
I'm not sure how far I walked or for how long. My head was swimming with betrayal. How could Thomas lie to me this whole time?
In the distance, I spotted a man walking along the water. As he got closer, I realized it was my step stepdad, Aaron.
“Kylie, what are you doing out here?”
I stopped myself from sobbing. “Hi Aaron. Thomas and I had a fight.”
“I'm sorry,” he said, embracing me. I felt instantly better in his arms. “I hope it wasn't too serious.”
“Yeah it was pretty serious,” I replied.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Aaron pushed me away and stared into my eyes.
I didn't know what came over me. I leaned back in and kissed my step stepdad on the lips. He pushed me away again with a shocked face. I knew I had done something very wrong.
Then Aaron kissed me. There was a hunger in his eyes. A desire for me.
We lay on the sand as we made out. “Oh, take me now,” I whispered in his ear.
“I'm going to have to give you a spanking for being such a bad girl!” Aaron bent me over his lap and lifted up my wedding dress until my ass was exposed.
Thomas wound his hand back and it came down with a “whack!”. Thomas hit me hard enough that it hurt a little. I screamed out every time his hand hit me. I knew that tomorrow my ass was going to be really bruised.
“Are you going to be a good girl now?” Thomas threatened.
“Yes! Yes!” I yelled.
Aaron finally stopped spanking me and lifted me up. He was breathing heavily and I knew that spanking me really turned him on. Aaron grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in. Our lips touched and it was like magic. A rush of excitement washed over me and I couldn't help but rip Aaron's clothes off. When I saw how hard his cock was, I almost melted. I wanted him at that moment more than I ever wanted Thomas before.
He wanted to fuck me so badly. I got down on my knees and shook my hair behind my shoulders. I grabbed his humongous cock with both hands and Aaron moaned at my touch. I stroked his shaft a couple times and then opened wide as I shoved his meat so far down my throat. I sucked hard on his big dick while I continued to stroke him. I didn't want him to cum yet so I made sure to go slow.
I looked up at Aaron and we made eye contact. He was enjoying me sucking his cock so much. He grabbed both sides of my head and then he thrust in and out of my mouth. I didn't even have to move while he force fed his meat to me. His cock tasted so good that I almost wanted him to shoot his load straight down my throat. I didn't get to make that choice because Aaron let go of my head and threw me onto the beach
“I need to taste your pussy so badly,” Aaron begged.
I spread my legs and touched my wetness with my fingers. I was so incredibly wet that I was soaking the sheets. Aaron dived right in there and he held my legs wide apart while his tongue flicked my clit. My fingers ran through his hair as his tongue ran up and down my pussy. Aaron always knew exactly how and where I wanted it. The tip of his tongue entered me and I moaned loudly. He went back to my clit and went around in circles. My climax was getting closer and closer.
“OH FUCK! FUCK! I'M COMIIIING!” My hands clenched the bed sheets as my whole body convulsed like there was an earthquake. Aaron continued to eat me out and the pleasure I felt was so powerful. All the muscles in my body tensed up and I screamed as loud as I could. Finally, the orgasm subsided and Aaron lifted his head up. My muscles finally relaxed and I let go of the bed sheets.
“Holy shit! You are so fucking good at that.”
Aaron licked his lips. “It's cause you taste so good.”
Aaron crawled up until he was hovering over me. His cock was only inches away from my pure pussy. “This is your first time, isn't?”
I nodded shyly.
“I'll be gentle then.” Aaron spread my legs and carefully penetrated. He pushed and pushed until he broke through. The small amount of pain was nothing compared to the flood of pleasure. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as Aaron's huge shaft completely filled me up. He thrust in and out of me, slowly and forcefully. It was the best feeling ever.
Then he pulled out. “Get on top of me,” he commanded.
I got up and growled like a tiger as I pushed Aaron down on the ground. I mounted Aaron backwards like the reverse cowgirl. I grabbed his pulsating meat and guided it into my dripping wet pussy. The feeling of Aaron filling me completely was almost too much to handle.
“Fuck Kylie, you're so tight!” Aaron grabbed my hips and made me go up and down. I bent over a little and braced myself with his legs. I slammed my ass up and down on his cock as hard as I could. Aaron spanked me a couple times and it just added to all the pleasure.
“Oh my god you're so big!” I moaned. His cock inched its way deeper and deeper inside me. I wanted to feel his warm cum all the way in me. From behind me, Aaron's hands reached up and cupped my tits. He pinched my nipples and bounced my boobs around.
I looked behind me. “Oh, I want you to come inside me.” I could feel my orgasm coming and I wanted to wait for Aaron. I stopped going up and down and instead when from front to back. My clit was being stimulated by his balls and it felt so fucking fantastic.
“I'm close Kylie, come with me.”
I could feel Aaron's cock explode within me and my own orgasm was set off. “OHHHH FUCK! I'M COMING!!!” Loads of Aaron's cum shot inside me like his dick was a cannon. I could barely think as the ecstasy took over. I arched my back and raised my head like I was howling at the moon. I felt like I was in some sort of heaven.
I slowly stopped riding Aaron as my climax faded. I lifted myself off of Aaron's shaft and I could feel his cum pouring out of my pussy and running down my leg. I collapsed next to him and we were both trying to c
atch our breath. His seed was drying on my thighs and I was completely exhausted.
“That was the craziest sex I've ever had,” he said. “How was your first time?”
“It was truly magical.”
“You should probably get back to your husband. We don't want him worrying to much.”
“Can we do this again?” I asked, looking up into his eyes.
“Of course, Kylie. But you can't tell anyone about this.”
“Don't worry, I won't.”
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I walked back to the hotel room and realized that now I had done something wrong just like Thomas. Now we were even. But he didn't have to know that.
I walked into the room and without saying a word, I fucked Thomas silly. But I was thinking about Aaron the entire time.
When I got pregnant a few weeks later, I didn't know who the father was. It didn't matter because my dreams were all coming true.
Stretched to Fit Him
My first pregnancy was tough.
It happened on my very first time and with a guy I didn't even really love.
My boyfriend of only two months, Jonathan, drove us out to the middle of nowhere. I thought we were just going out there to make out for awhile. But Jonathan had different plans.
“Lucy, let's go in the back seat, there's more room,” he said, fidgeting around in the driver's seat.
I was so shy and reserved. “Oh I don't know,” I replied.
“C'mon, it will be more relaxing,” he reassured me. I nodded and unbuckled my seat belt. Jonathan climbed back there first and I followed. “See, a lot more space back here.”
I nodded again, not being able to keep my eyes off him. Jonathan was so dreamy with his long blond hair, perfect smile, and his letterman's jacket for being on the varsity basketball team. I couldn't help but do anything he asked of me.
Jonathan put his hand on my face and caressed my cheek. “You really are beautiful, Lucy.”
I blushed and avoided eye contact. My heart was melting right before my eyes. Jonathan leaned in to kiss me again. I closed my eyes and surrendered to his powerful lips. His hand moved to the back of my head and pressed it firmly against his. Jolts of electricity fired across my skin as his tongue entered my mouth.
I reached down and felt the outline of his cock underneath his jeans. Jonathan moaned in my ear and nibbled on my neck as I stroked his shaft. His hands reached under my blouse and felt up my tits. I lifted it over my head and unsnapped my black lacy bra. Jonathan's eyes went big as my bountiful breasts were released.
Jonathan immediately buried his face in my cleavage, running his tongue over my peaks. He squeezed them as hard as he could until they were about to pop. He flicked my nipples back and forth with his tongue until they were hard and pointy. He sucked on my nipples like a baby wanting milk. I moaned as I held his head against my chest. The passion between us was on fire.
“Take off your pants,” Jonathan commanded.
I did as he asked while Jonathan took his jeans off. I reluctantly took off my panties and set them on the car floor. We were both completely naked and just stared at each other. There was a thick attraction in the air between us.
Jonathan's cock was big and erect like I always dreamed it would be. Jonathan leaned back in the middle of the back seat. “Get on top of me,” he instructed.
I lifted myself up onto Jonathan and straddled him. His pulsing cock was pinned under my wet pussy. I rubbed against him, lathering up his shaft with my wetness.
“Fuck me now,” Jonathan begged.
This wasn't how I pictured my first time. I thought it would be more romantic. Music and candlelight. Not in the backseat of Jonathan's old '97 Honda Civic.
I kissed him and wanted to stay in this moment with him forever. “Put on a condom first.”
Shock flooded Jonathan's face. “I didn't bring one, Lucy.”
I stopped kissing him. “What do you mean?”
“I forgot. I didn't think we would be doing this tonight.”
“But you brought me out here all the way in the middle of nowhere. You planned that far ahead but you didn't think to bring a condom.” I sat on his lap and tried not to think about his thick meat below me.
“Don't worry about it, baby, I'll just pull out.”
I cocked my head at him. “I don't know, Jonathan, maybe we shouldn't do this.”
He reached up and kissed me again. “Do you trust me, Lucy?” he asked.
I looked in his blue eyes and couldn't help it. “Yes,” I replied.
I lifted up while Jonathan held his cock straight up. I gently lowered down, fighting against the pressure as his cock tried to penetrate me. Jonathan pushed hard until he broke through. I cried out in pain as Jonathan slowly filled me up.
“Oh my fucking god, you're so tight, Lucy.”
I bounced up and down, fighting through the pain until the pleasure took over. Then it was over all to fast.
Jonathan's nails dug into my sides as he unloaded his seed inside me. I jumped off of him but it was too late. His warm cum was already running out of my pussy and drying on my thighs.
“What the fuck, Jonathan! You were supposed to pull out.”
“Sorry, but I was lost in the moment. Didn't it feel good?”
“Of course it did. But that's not the point! What if I get pregnant?”
“Don't worry. Nobody ever gets pregnant on their first time.”
Jonathan was so wrong.
When my period went missing and my belly began to swell, Jonathan was nowhere to be found. He was the typical guy. My step stepdad, Harrison, and my mom were devastated. They supported me every step of the way.
I had to drop out of my senior year of high school. It was an easy choice to give up the baby for adoption. I was too young and had no way of caring for a child. It made it even easier that there was no father in the picture. That's no way for a baby to grow up.
After the baby was born and given away, I was pretty devastated. Not that my baby was gone, but that almost a whole year of my life had been wasted. My friends had stopped talking to me and I still had to repeat my last year of high school.
My parents did there best to cheer me up.
“Hey Lucy, do you want to hang out with me today?” Harrison asked, peeking his head into my bedroom.
I didn't feel like getting out of bed most days. This was no exception. “I think I'll just rest some more,” I told him.
Harrison opened my door all the way and burst into the room. He flung the curtains opened and let the sunlight flood the room. My eyes burned and I threw the comforter over my head. “Come on, Lucy, you can't hide in here forever. Your mom is going on a business trip for a couple of days and I don't want to be bored. Let's go downstairs, order a pizza, and watch a crappy movie.”
I thought about what he said and it actually sounded fun. Maybe I needed to stop feeling sorry for myself. Things weren't going to get any better by staying in bed forever. I spoke up right before Harrison left the room. “A movie sounds good.”
A big grin appeared across his face. “Great! I'll order a pepperoni pizza and you choose the movie.”
I dragged myself out of bed and went to the mirror. My hair was in knots and my face looked like it had been used as a punching bag. I cleaned myself and put on a fresh set of clothes. I went downstairs and browsed through our movies.
Nothing looked good until I came to Conan the Barbarian. A violent fantasy movie seemed like the perfect choice to get me out of my funk.
Harrison came into the living room with the popcorn. “The pizza is on its way. What are we watching?” I showed him the movie and he laughed. “Awesome. Let's get this night started.”
The pizza came halfway through the movie and we paused so we could eat and relax. The smell of cheese and pepperoni made my stomach gurgle with hunger. I'd barely eaten much the past couple of months.
Harrison and I devoured the pizza, chatting about random movies while we stuffed our face. Harrison didn't seem
like himself. Even though he was laughing and having a good time, I could tell something was wrong. His eyes couldn't hide it.
“Is something on your mind?” I asked.
“What? Why do you say that?”
“Come on, Harrison, I can tell when your head isn't totally focused.”
Harrison set his pizza down on the paper plate. “Well your mom and I didn't want to bother you with anything with all that you've been through.”