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I'm unmarried, only had sex one time, and am 4 months pregnant. I broke the news to my parents last night, and while they were very disappointed in me, they said that they wanted me to have my baby, and they would adopt and raise it. They asked who the father was, and I lied and told them it was a one night stand after a football game and I didn’t even know his name because he was a player from the other school.

First, what all the guys want to know is what I look like. I’m 5’ tall, natural red hair, lots of freckles, green eyes and almost no boobs. In other words, I'm 18 but look like a 12 year old girl. I work part time at a burger joint as a car hop, and my boss there is the daddy of my baby. I’ve been working there since I turned 16 to make some money for clothes and other things. About 6 months ago Gene transferred in to take over as manager of the restaurant. We hit it off right away, and he flirted with me a lot. Guys have never paid any attention to me because I look so young, but Gene was 37 and I was really turned on by an older guy paying me so much attention. After about 2 months, Gene started trapping me in places in the restaurant and caressed me in places a guy had never touched. I wasn’t scared, and welcomed his attention. Then one night it happened.

Gene and I were closing, and since it was a Friday night I didn’t have to be home until after the restaurant closed. My parents were out of town visiting my sister and her new baby, and it was just my 19 year old brother and I in the house until Sunday. Right before we closed, my brother came in and asked if I was too scared to stay at home by myself that night. He had some hot plans and told me that he would be home sometime before 10 a.m. the next morning. I was scared to stay by myself, but didn’t want to be a chicken in front of him, so I said no problem, but I would need to find a ride home. Gene heard the whole thing, and volunteered to take me home and to see me safely tucked into my house.

We got to our house, and Gene offered to come check all the doors and windows for me, to make sure everything was locked up. I agreed, and when he finished I offered him a drink and asked if he’d like to sit and watch TV with me a bit. We sat on the sofa and I flipped on the TV and the directory for a movie in the DVD came on. It showed a little redhead sucking on a guy’s dick, and I blushed and jumped up to turn the DVD player off. Gene laughed and I told him that my brother must have been watching it and forgot to take it out. He asked if I’d ever seen anything like that, and I told him I had, but couldn’t see how those girls could do that. We talked a bit more and he said he’d like to watch that movie with me, because he had a thing for little redheads. I agreed because I was really curious about it myself and how guys reacted to a movie like this.

I started the movie and got comfortable, because I figured it would get boring after a while. About 10 minutes into the movies, I realized that my pussy was getting really itchy, and I was starting to squirm around to get comfortable. Gene noticed and gently slipped his arm around me. I was getting turned on as we watched the guy in the movie lick the redhead’s pussy, I felt Gene’s hand slide down to my side a start to caress my tiny boobs from the side. I was starting to breathe heavily, when Gene pulled me closer and kissed me deeply. I threw my arms around him and kissed him hard. He hands were roaming all over me and the next thing I knew I was on my back on the sofa and was helping him take my shorts and panties off. I gasped as his tongue touched me down there, and I felt him pull my pussy lips open. His breath was hot as he started licking inside me, and every time his tongue found my clitoris, I cried out. Within minutes I was Cumming and humping his face; my hands holding his head down there as I had a climax bigger than I had ever given myself while masturbating.

As I lay there, Gene pulled my top and bra off and proceeded to lick me all over. He fastened his lips on one of my tiny nipples as he rubbed my pussy with his hand. My nipples were crinkled up so hard they hurt, but I didn’t want him to stop. My body was on fire, and Gene kept rubbing and caressing me as I panted like a bitch in heat. Sometime during this Gene had removed his clothes, and I saw his dick for the first time. I backed away and told him that I wasn’t on birth control and I didn’t want to get pregnant. He reached into his pants and pulled out a condom, and asked me if that would do. I was in heat and wanted him in the worst way, so I said yes but for him to be gentle because it was my first time.

I watched as he put the rubber on, and I thought how big it looked, but I knew that women were built to take such things inside their pussy, and I wanted it bad. Gene spread me wide, and started eating me again. I looked over to the TV and watched as the little redhead on the screen was impaled on a huge dick. Luckily Gene wasn’t near that big, because if had been I know I’d never have been able to take it. As I watched, Gene pushed his tongue deep inside of me I came again and again. As I came down off my orgasm I felt him slide his dick up and down my gash; the head bumping against my clitoris with each stroke. Then I felt it nestle into place at the entrance of my virgin hole and I held my breath, waiting for him to push into me.

Slowly I felt the pressure at my pussy build as he started to push into me. It didn’t hurt, but the stretching was uncomfortable. Even more uncomfortable than the time I broke my hymen with a tampon. I bit my lip and dug my fingers into his back as he slowly pushed into me, expanding my virgin pussy to take his dick inside me. He never really stopped until it was all the way in me, but as the pressure got really bad I felt his pubic area press against my pussy lips. He asked if I was ok and I said yes, but to stay that way a bit to let me adjust to the invader inside me. He kissed me deeply and caressed me for a bit and I felt him start to pull out, then push back into me. I tried to wrap my legs around him, but they were too short, but I could see us in a mirror on the other side of the room. My legs spread wide, my feet obscenely up in the air with a guy almost as old as my dad buried deep inside of me.

He began to push in and out of me, always pushing so deep that I gasp with the strange feeling as he pressed against my cervix. I have to say that it wasn’t that great. I was enjoying the sex, but when he was eating me and making me cum was much better. I was just there for the ride now and he pumped in and out for what seemed like hours. He stopped 2 or 3 times to spit on me down there to provide some lubrication, but it was starting to get a bit painful for me. He kept pushing and pulling in and out of me, getting faster and faster. Suddenly he pushed deep and groaned, and I felt something different inside of me. I was suddenly wet and he slid in and out much easier like there was some extra lubrication inside me. He slowly stopped pumping in and out of me and just lay there, supporting himself on his elbows. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close, glad that I was now a woman, and it had not been as terrible as other girls had told me.

After a while, Gene got up and pulled out of me and that is when he suddenly said “shit it broke”! What broke I asked, laughing I asked if his poor dick was broken by my little pussy. Then he said “the rubber broke”! I sat up and as I did I felt stuff running out of my pussy. I put my hand down there and when I pulled it back up it was covered with white creamy stuff. I started crying, realizing that I was right in the middle between my period, and I knew enough to know that I was most fertile then.

Gene got up and carried me to the bathroom where we showered. He used the hand shower to wash me out, trying to get all the sperm out me. When we finished, he kissed me goodnight and left. I went to bed and cried myself to sleep, worrying that I was pregnant. The next day at work, Gene asked how I was doing and I started crying. He told me to go home and take it easy for the weekend, and he’d see I got paid for my hours that weekend.

The next time I was to go to work was on Thursday after school, and when I showed up, there was a new manager on duty. Gene had called in to the regional office saying he was leaving the area because of a new job. The asshole didn’t even call me to say goodbye or anything.

Sure enough, I missed my period, and I tried to convince myself that I couldn’t be pregnant, and that it was just a case of nerves. I’d missed periods before during stressful times, and I hoped that was all this was. I missed my next 2 periods, and last week I bought a home test kit, and it was positive. Now my parents know, and I can’t tell them who the father is. At least my mom is excited about it. She always wanted another baby, but couldn’t have any more.