THE SEEDING of the AMISH GIRL

By Wally Samplowski

(Mf, 1st, size, impreg, voy, NC)

A widower seeking sexual release is directed to an Amish elder...

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I am a 46 year old man that lost his wife to a sickness four years ago. We had had a very active sex life while she was healthy. I am now becoming very very horny and have decided that I really have to start getting some pussy again. I would really like to have a young girl, but with the laws the way they are, I wasn't sure what to do.

A friend of mine suggested something that I decided to try. He had tried it and it had worked for him and he thought I should try it. He told me to go to a local Amish settlement and talk to the boss of the Elders. He said to ask for John Quincy. He told me that every once in a while they were looking for fresh blood because of all the inbreeding over the years.

On the next Saturday I decided that I would try to see if his idea worked. I took a shower about noon and before I got dressed I stood in front of the mirror. I was 6 feet 2 inches tall and weighed about 210 pounds. I still had a pretty flat stomach and was in pretty good shape for being 46. I also saw in the mirror what my wife had loved so much. She had been in love with my big hunk of meat that swung between my thighs. Even hanging soft, it was 9 inches long. The thickness was what she loved the most. When I got hard, I was almost two and a half inches thick. I can still remember her groans when she took it.

Arriving at the Amish main store, I asked where I might find John Quincy. Whereupon I was directed to a house about a quarter mile away. I knocked on the door and was greeted by a man who looked to be about 65 years old. I mentioned my friend's name and told him what my friend had suggested. The bearded man seemed to study me for several seconds and then he invited me into the house. The first thing he asked was, "Have you ever had any sexual infections of any kind?"  I explained to him about losing my wife and told him I had not been with anyone else.

Expecting more questions, he then surprised me when he said that he would have to see my equipment.  Dumbfounded, I stood there for several seconds.  Expressionless,  he again told me he would have to see me naked. As he watched almost disinterestedly, I took off my clothes. I stood before him and he looked at my cock hanging between my thighs. Stroking his beard and without looking up he said to me, "Yes... Yes.. You'll be able to plow her furrow wide and plant your seed deep." The examination over, he told me I could get dressed.

He called to a woman in the next room and told her to bring the Books. She came in with two thick books. He started going through the pages and told me he was looking for someone who was ripe at that time of the month. They seemed to have kept track of every woman's period and what days she was most able to get pregnant. After a few minutes, he told the woman to go the school and have the young Becker girl report to the Breeding House when school was over. He also told her to go to the Becker house and inform the father to report also.

After a few more questions, he told me that he would take me to another house. I followed his horse and buggy with my car to a house about a half mile away. The house was actually one big room. It had a bathtub, which actually looked more like a tank that horse's drink out of. In the middle of the room was a bench about two feet wide with a slanted back on it, so if you laid on it, you were actually partly sitting up.

About this time, the father showed up. He was perfunctorily told that his daughter had been chosen to be seeded by an outsider to bring some fresh blood into the Amish family. The father didn't make any comment, but looked me over pretty good.

There was another knock on the door and two older women brought a very young girl into the house with them. I thought that it was one of the older women that I was going to breed, but to my surprise I was informed that the young girl was going to take her first seed.

John Quincy approached the girl and told her that she was going to be seeded by me. I could see that she was scared to death. As they removed her clothing, John told her that God had allowed her to start bleeding two years ago to prepare her body to take a man's seed and give birth to a child. She had tears running down her cheeks by now. I watched as the two older women led to girl over to the tub to bathe her. She barely had any tits and her hips were still very narrow. John looked at me and said, "Don't worry.  She has reached her teens and should stretch enough to be bred." She looked to be only about 11 years old, but she must have been 13.

We all watched as the women bathed the girl and then they wiped her small body with towels. They brought the girl over and lifted her onto the bench. The back was adjusted so that her ass was just on the edge of the bench and her legs hung off the end of the bench.

John now looked at me and told me it was time to take my clothes off. I removed all of my clothing. My cock had started to get hard when I had first seen the girl naked. John had me stand at the foot of the bench and called the father over to look at me.

John Quincy said to the father,  "See how big his plow is. He will be able to open your daughter very wide and plant the seed very deep." The father looked as my cock became harder and larger.

"We will all watch him seed her the first time," John explained further.  "Then she will be taken to my house and he will sleep with her throughout the night and seed her as many times as possible. In the morning she will be brought to your house.  In a few months, when we are sure that her belly is starting to get bigger, you can use her for your pleasure until her belly becomes too big to give you pleasure."

John told one of the women to rub the young girl with her fingers to make her wet. He explained to me that they wouldn't allow any artificial lubricant to dilute the seed. It took about 5 minutes to make the young girl cum. The two women now each took one of the girls legs and pulled her open. The small girl was partly sitting up, so she could see exactly what was going on.

John looked at my engorged big cock and told me, "It is time for you to open her up."

John then told  the father, "Stand above the girl's head.  If she starts to struggle,  hold her hands over her head."  The father nodded and took his position for the initial breeding of his daughter.

As the father took his place, I looked at that little pussy and wondered if I could ever get inside her. I approached her with my thick cock in my hand. She started to sob as I rubbed the thick head up and down her slit. Her small hole resisted as I started to push against it.

John said, "Take her before she gets dry."

 I used all of my weight and finally pushed the cockhead into her. Her mouth was open as if she was screaming, but no sound was coming out. Her arms went to push against my chest, but her father took her wrists and pulled them back above her head.

"Break her seal," John directed me, "and get into her as far as you can before you plant the seed."

I pushed into her and her little cherry was no match for my thick cockhead. She started to scream out now, "Ooweee, oweee!"  I held her little waist as the women held her legs, spreading her as far as possible.  I tried to be gentle, but with the size differences, it was going to be a rough fucking for the girl.

When I started to pump in and out of her, I noticed a little red on my cock and some on her thighs. She was bleeding a little, but not too much. I started to fuck her harder and we all could hear the squishing noises as her small hole tried to accept my thick cock. Her little body was wet with sweat as she tried to handle my thick meat. I drove the shaft into her and she took all but about 2 inches.

John watched as I fucked the girl and told me, "When you plant the seed, I want you all of the way into her."

Now I was getting ready to cum. Her little cunt was squeezing me so tight I thought I was going to die. My big nut sack was slapping against her asshole. I started to grunt myself and the little girl probably thought she had a wild animal on her. I cried out loud, "Here it comes! Here it comes!" and as I pushed the full length into her, she screamed out as I emptied myself into her.

When I pulled my wet, bloodied cock out of her, she was as white as a ghost. She didn't pass out, but must have been very close.  While I cleaned myself up, I noticed the bulges in both John's and the girl's father's pants, despite their outwardly stoic demeanor.

The women washed the young girl off and cleaned between her legs. She wasn't yet strong enough to walk, so John carried her out and laid her on the back of his buggy.

I followed them back to the house. He carried her into the house and put her in his bed. Supper had been prepared and John and I ate as the small Amish girl slept. As we finished eating, John asked me if my cock was hard again. I told him it was. He said he was leaving for the night and he wanted me to start the breeding as soon as he left.

I wasn't about to let him down, but without his knowledge, I took some lube out of my pants pocket and greased my plow. I pushed into her as she slept. My mouth covered hers as she cried out when she realized she was being opened up again.  


THE END


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