"That is a nice ass."
He admired it as she pushed it lower, leaning forward as he spread her pussy open with the head of his cock. She let out a soft cry of pleasure as her warm groove opened around him and began to swallow up his cock. A little more downward pressure on her lower back and her ass dropped into his lap, his cock sliding into her until it was once again pressed flush against her cervix.
"Oh, god," she gasped. "It's...fucking huge."
Fortunately for her, sucking Spencer's cock had gotten her nearly as worked up as getting her pussy licked in the barn, so her tight, teenage pussy was awash in her juice. He waited, his cock buried inside her, allowing her to decide when to move and how to set the pace. She caught her breath and began to rise and fall on his lap. Her thighs were shaking. Her body wasn't quite sure how to deal with a cock as big as his. He leaned back and watched the way her pussy stretched and sleeved around his shaft, inner pink exposed as she nearly lifted off of him and then pushed herself back down.
"Let me help you, baby," he said, wrapping his big, callused hands around her waist and beginning to bounce her body on his dick. He watched the way the golden heart of her ass spread and flexed with each up and down motion. It was mesmerizing.
She had done a good job and he was soon ready to cum, but he held out, concentrating on denial because he wanted to hear Karen beg for it. He did not have to wait much longer. Her breathing became louder, her motions more urgent. He tightened his grip on her, spreading her cheeks with his thumbs and watching her anus clench with each upward stroke into her pussy.
"Don't stop," she whined through her teeth. "Don't stop. Ohhh...fuck me."
He held her in place, inches above his lap, and he pounded his cock up into her. Her juices slurped and lubed his piston. Her teenage pussy took every inch he gave it, her cervix and uterus pushed by each upward stroke. Karen threw her head back, her mouth hanging open.
"Oh, my god, oh, yesssss...yes...I'm going to..."
He could feel it as her pussy tightened and gripped him so he could barely move inside her. He had to thrust past the resistance of her clenching muscles, bouncing her against his lap, watching as her pink asshole clenched rapidly and reflexively with her orgasm. Unable to resist the sight, Spencer wet his fingertip in his mouth and pressed it against the squeezing drum of Karen's asshole. He pushed as his orgasm rose and his fingertip slid into her tight, clenching hole as his cum erupted up and into her pussy.
"Take it," he growled.
"I can feel it," she panted. "I can feel it squirting deep inside me."
His throbbing hose emptied into her pussy, filling it so tight that he felt the pressure of his cum resisting the thrusts of his cock. It finally overflowed her in a rush, smearing down his shaft and dripping onto his balls as he spurted out every drop into her fertile, teenage pussy.
She sat down in his lap and leaned back against him. He pulled his finger from her ass and fed it between her lips. She sucked it like a good girl. Like a nasty, good girl. He kissed her ear, her neck, he tasted the sweat on her shoulder.
"What happens now?" she whispered.
"Go take a shower," said Spencer, turning her face and give her fleeting kisses on her lips. He teased her chin with his thumb. "Go get cleaned up and have fun with your friends. I'm just Maddy's dad to you. Right?"
"Yeah," she said, with a smile. "Yeah, just my friend's dad."
"Nothing complicated."
Her cream-filled pussy squeezed around his softening cock and he realized just how complicated things might be getting in a few weeks. The thought made him smile. He decided in that moment that if Karen ended up pregnant he was going to make a game of it.
He was going to impregnate every single one of his daughter's friends.
Chapter Two
Spencer Mars chose a warm summer Saturday to drive his teenage daughter, Madeleine, and her three friends down to the lake. He knew his daughter's friend, Karen, wanted to talk to him. She had a serious expression on her pretty face when she said told him as much.
"When we get down to the lake," he whispered.
Spencer and Karen had a recent history. One torrid encounter in the barn with the slender eighteen year old had become two and then three. By the time a week was out they had fucked a dozen times, including in a motel and in his car. He had backed off after that. He didn't want her to fall in love with him. Of course, there might be other consequences to their encounters since Spencer had refused to wear a condom every time.
He smiled at the thought of Karen pregnant. She was so skinny a baby bump would look strange. He wondered if her little a-cups would fill out with the pregnancy. Of course, there would be hell to pay if he had knocked her up, but he'd pay it. He had with other women. It was what had destroyed his marriage.
The girls helped him fill the cooler and pack beach towels, sun screen, snacks and other beach goods into the back of his Jeep.
"Should we load up some beers?" asked Tamara, holding up a six pack.
"Just enough for me," said Spencer, snatching the beers from her.
Voluptuous Tamara, in her pink bikini top and khaki shorts, helped Spencer load the cooler into the back of his Jeep. He liked the way she swung her hips when she moved. Her breasts looked lovely in the bikini, but it was her round ass that drew his eyes. It was a woman's ass, not a girl's, and he loved it. He wanted to peel her shorts down and see if the smooth, brown flesh of her ass would show his handprints.
As much as Tamara's teasing hips stiffened Spencer's cock, it was his daughter's best friend, Gillian, who had nearly become his fixation. Her golden hair flowed around her shoulders and framed her beautiful face. She had a Victoria's Secret body, pert breasts and curves that filled out her shimmering bikini like she was trying to win a competition, and she combined it with the easy-going attitude of a farm girl. She flashed her blue eyes at Spencer and her full lips curved into a smile. His cock twitched in his board trunks.
"Why don't you grab some more towels, Gillian," said Spencer and he enjoyed watching her run back to the cabin to fetch another stack of towels.
"Dad, cut it out," said Maddy, smacking her father on the arm. "She's eighteen and she has a boyfriend."
His daughter was beautiful too, with honey-brown hair, a beautiful smile and big, brown eyes. If he weren't just taking her and her friends to the lake he would tell her she could not wear her yellow string bikini. It showed off enough of her body that it bothered him. Today, he decided he would let it go. He was mellower about that sort of thing when there weren't likely to be boys and he was there to chaperone.
When everything was loaded up, the girls piled into the Jeep with him and they set off through the woods, following the winding, single-lane road down from the foothills and into the valley. The girls laughed and sang songs they all knew, their hair whipping behind their heads and into their faces, their bodies bouncing along as Spencer drove. The Jeep emerged from the intermittent shadows of the woods and into the bright sunny daylight of the valley. Below them was the small beach area and the crystalline blue expanse of the lake.
"Oh, wow," said Tamara, leaning her breasts against the back of Spencer's neck. "It looks so pretty."
"I can't wait to hit the water," agreed Maddy.
Anticipation built among the girls and Spencer enjoyed the warm, soft tits leaning into his neck. Tamara's body lotion smelled like tangerines. He wondered how her lips would taste.
They arrived at the beach area with its floating diving platform about fifty yards offshore. The beach was pretty deserted. Just a few families and a single lifeguard spread out across a quarter mile of lakefront marked off for swimming. The girls went giggling down to the sand that had been trucked in, set out their blankets and ran into the lake. In minutes all of them were either swimming or stretching out to get some sun.
All of them except for Karen, who was watching Spencer unload the cooler from the back of the Jeep. He grunted and set the weight of it onto the asphalt. He turned to Ka
ren.
"You look cute," said Spencer, ignoring her serious expression. He glanced to be sure they weren't being watched and he leaned down and planted a kiss on Karen's lips. The teenager gave him the pinched-lip treatment until he broke off the kiss. "Alright, I get it. Let's talk then."
Instead of saying anything she fixed him with her angry brown eyes and shoved a hand into the pocket of her shorts. She brought out a familiar plastic stick, which she tossed at Spencer's face. He picked it up off the ground and read the unmistakable plus sign on the strip.
"You're pregnant," he said. "Aw, sweetie, we knew that was a risk. Come here. It's okay."
He wrapped her up in his arms as she began to cry. This was a delicate moment he had been through with several other women. He had to convince them he would be there for them without promising anything. It was the ultimate sleazy move and he got off on the power of it.
"I'm pregnant," she sobbed. "I'm going to...get fat...I..."
"Shhhhh," he rubbed Karen's back. "I will support whatever you want, sweetie. Do you want to have the baby?"
"My family is...is really Christian and..."
He wiped the tears from her eyes with his thumbs.
"Listen, sweetie, it will be alright. Trust me. If you want to have that baby, I will do whatever I can to help you through it. I can give you money to go to a doctor for an ultrasound."
She nodded, seemingly grateful for what he was saying.
"Have you told anyone?" he asked.
She shook her head as she rubbed more tears from her eyes against her wrist.
"Good. It's important who you tell and how." He looked down at her flat tummy and stroked her hip. "You're so skinny that it won't be something you can hide after a few months. So you need to start with people you trust."
"My parents?"
"Yes, but not right away. I need you to understand something, Karen. This can't be me." He looked her in the eyes. "You and I know that I am the father, but you can't tell Maddy or your folks or anybody else. It was a boy you met and slept with once. Okay? Do you understand?"
She nodded.
"Are you going to be there when the baby is born?"
Spencer grinned, "I can't wait to meet the little guy or gal."
She burst into tears again, but this time she smiled through them and he knew he'd won. With Karen's warm body in his arms, and his daughter and her other friends down at the beach, Spencer decided to push things a little more. It had been a couple weeks since he had slept with Karen and he was getting turned on. He slowly slid his hands down to her ass and squeezed them through her shorts. She did not resist him as he slid the shorts down from her hips and exposed her firm little bikini-covered bottom.
He turned his face against her neck and kissed her there. Roaming up to her ears. Nibbling at her earlobe.
"You're going to look so sexy when you're pregnant," he said. "I can't wait to see that."
"Really?" she giggled.
She turned her face to his and they kissed with her silky black hair spilling between them. He pulled her hair away from her face and his tongue drove into her mouth. He bumped her backwards against the Jeep's open tailgate and as he kissed her he lifted her onto the back of the Jeep. He stood between her slender thighs and pressed his hardness against the warm mound of her pussy inside her coffee brown bikini bottoms.
He made it happen so quickly that she didn't have a chance to become self-conscious about being caught at any moment. His fingers drew aside the gusset of her bikini bottoms, the tight suit lifts off her hairless mound and opening the way to her dewy pink folds. He leaned into her, kissing her as he took his cock out through the flap of his swim trunks and pressed his swollen head to her groove.
"I've wanted you so much," she breathed against his lips.
"I know," he said.
Spencer thrust his cock into her teenage tightness. Her mouth fell open in a gasp and he crushed her lips beneath his, sliding his tongue roughly into her mouth as he pushed every inch of his cock into her tight, slick channel. Her thighs were tight around his hips, her legs dangling off the tailgate of the Jeep as he pounded his dick into her urgently.
"Oh, god," she cried. "Fuck me. Fuck me, Mr. Mars."
Their tongues wove together. He grabbed her ass, slipping his fingers into her suit and holding her in place as he punished her tight groove with his thick cock. A car crunched into the lot and turned past them. He could tell it was slowing down as it drove by, the driver probably looking right at them, but he didn't give a fuck. Not with Karen's tight, wet pussy clamping down on him like a glove.
"I'm glad I knocked you up," said Spencer with a grunt.
Karen laced her arms around his neck, hanging on for the ride as his fat cock stretched her pink pussy and moved in and out like a piston. She was so wet her juices were dripping down his balls and make soft, wet sounds with each thrust.
"After you have this baby I am going to fuck you again. I'm going to cum inside you again. Because that's how you like it, isn't it?"
"Y-yes, I love it," she gasped.
"You love to feel my cum shooting inside you," he whispered into her ear. "You love it when your pussy is filled with my cream."
"Yes. Oh, god, Mr. Mars, yes. I love the way it feels."
He doubled his efforts, grunting into her slender neck as he shook the Jeep with his thrusts. Her pussy was boiling hot and tight around him. She kissed his shoulder to silence her cries of pleasure.
Spencer knew when she came for him anyway. She was so tight and her orgasm so intense that it nearly squeezed his cock to a standstill. He pushed past her contractions, forcing his cock against her cervix as his own climax peaked.
He lifted his head, grunting through gritted teeth as he fired his cum deep into her teenage pussy. It was a pleasure he had been thinking about the moment he knew she was coming out to the cabin. He savored each throbbing gush inside her. He lifted her face from his shoulder and kissed her on the mouth as her pussy milked out every drop of his cum.
"Did we just do that?" she laughed against his lips. Her kiss was sweet, but no longer so innocent. He took it from her again and again as his cock began to soften. His tongue was hungry for her. He wanted more.
"Someone is coming," she gasped, pushing him gently away.
Maddy was walking up from the beach, a towel tied around her bikini bottoms. She waved when he looked up and saw her.
"Hey, are you guys bringing the cooler?" She called out, walking towards the Jeep.
"Yeah, just a second. We've got it."
Spencer quickly pulled out of Karen and stuffed his cock into his trunks. She rearranged her bikini and slid down from the Jeep's tailgate. He picked up the cooler and realized, too late, there was a puddle of his cum where Karen had been sitting.
"Looks like something has been leaking," said Maddy, spotting the puddle as she walked around to the back of the Jeep. She reached down and dragged her finger through it. "Feels warm. Something from the engine maybe?"
Spencer felt dizzy watching his daughter touch her fingertips together and stretch a strand of the "mysterious fluid" between them. She frowned.
"What do you think it is?" she asked.
Karen's eyes went wide as she realized what Maddy had on her fingers. Spencer tried to act nonchalant about it.
"I had some groceries in there yesterday. Probably something liked out of that." He gestured with his head. "Just close it up. I'll clean it later."
Maddy shrugged and closed the tailgate. Spencer hauled the cooler down to the beach with his daughter and Karen following behind. They continued past him, into the cool waters, as Spencer set down the cooler.
He pulled off his old t-shirt and revealed his bronzed upper body. He used to be a very muscular man. Now pushing fifty, he was still fit and lean, but hairier and with a little sag to his musculature. That didn't bother him. It was a man's body and he wasn't going to waste time worrying about what time did to it. He put on his sunglasses, rubbed in some sun
block and propped himself up on the folding beach chair he brought with him. It was still technically morning, but he just got laid so he allowed himself a beer out of the cooler.
He watched Maddy and her friends playing in the shallows. They set off as a group, swimming for the diving float out in deeper water. One by one, they pulled themselves onto the raft and he admired their bodies as they climbed up onto the diving board.
A few weeks earlier, after Spencer had sex with Karen, he had made up his mind that he was going to fuck his way through all of Maddy's friends and use zero protection. Until today, he thought he was going to pursue Gillian next. She was the total package, after all. But when Tamara pushed those big, soft breasts against his neck in the Jeep...well, he had to make a little change to his plan. Gillian could wait. Today, Spencer decided, he was going to do everything in his power to seduce Tamara.
He drank his way through two beers and the start of a third watching as his daughter and her friends took turns diving. He loved the way Tamara's ass looked in that pink bikini. The way she would climb back onto the platform after a dive and run a finger up the inside of her bikini bottoms to pull the suit out of her luscious onion. He was mellow, just enjoying the view, when he noticed the two boys swimming out. They hauled themselves onto the platform and the dynamic immediately changed. One of the two guys, the one with spiky blond hair and the surfer's lean body, was talking to Maddy.
"Looks like I need to go for a swim," said Spencer.
He pushed his beer down into the sand and got to his feet. It took him two minutes to swim out to the platform. The guys and girls were taking turns diving to impress the opposite sex. Karen and Tamara seemed to be interested in the hunky Italian-looking kid with the square jaw. Spencer felt a jealous flare of anger at the way both girls laughed at something the boy said. He pulled himself onto the platform and glared murder in the direction of the boy talking to Maddy.
"Daddy," she cried, surprised to see him on the platform. "What are you doing here?"
"Back in the Marines I used to dive off the side of a destroyer into the Mediterranean. Seas as smooth as this, but watch out for the jellyfish." He made a show of flexing his muscles. "Figured I'd see if I still knew how to do a double somersault."
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