Book 2
This story is a continuation of For Sarah Book 1.htm and was requested by Sarah Leather, London, England and she would like you to contact her at leathercatsuitgirl@hotmail.co.uk if you like the story.
 
In Book 1, Tommy blackmailed Sarah into sex and pregnancy by threatening to have sex with her two young daughters.  Book 2 has never been published before.  (M/f, M/F, rape, reluct, preg)
Chapter 1
She stood there looking at him, unsure of herself.  Finally she got up the nerve to touch his arm.  “Didn’t I meet you last a few weeks ago?” she asked.
 
He turned and looked down at her with his gorgeous blue eyes and she knew it was him.  “I’m not sure doll.  You do look familiar,” he answered.
 
Samantha was blushing.  She definitely remembered the handsome older boy standing before her in the check-out line.  She met him last at the Broken Main concert.  She’d even given him her phone number and he was even more handsome than she remembered.
 
“I, um, like gave you my phone number after you gave me a drink, but you never called.”
 
“Oh yeah, now I remember.  You’re in high school right?”
 
Now she was embarrassed.  He was obviously older and she didn’t want him to think that she was too young, but she hadn’t been brought up to lie.  “Yes I’m a junior.”  She knew that her honesty would ruin her chance to talk to him.  He looked so hot, dressed in leather pants and a leather vest with nothing underneath except for his muscular chest.  She tried to think of something to keep the conversation going.  “You’re name’s Tommy right?”
 
“Yes it is.  I’m impressed that you remember,” he said with an electrifying grin.
 
This made her blush again.  The line moved and now it was Tommy’s turn to buy the soda he had in his hand.  She expected him to say bye and leave, but instead, after he paid he waited for her to pay for the milk her mother had asked her to pick-up on her way home from school.  Samantha felt her heart racing as he walked outside with her.
 
“So tell me what’s happened in your life since the last time wse talked?” he asked and sat down at the table outside the little mini-mart.  
 
Samantha put the milk on the table and took the chair next to his.  She told him that she’d made the junior varsity cheerleading squad and was doing really well in school and kind of went on and on until she realized that she was babbling.  “I’m sorry, I’m sure that you’re not interested in high school stuff.”
 
“No I like talking to you,” he said.  She blushed some more.  “How about your family?  You told me about your younger sister, Tabatha right?”
 
“Well yeah and my mom’s pregnant again.  I think that it’s so gross.  I mean she’s so old with two nearly grown up daughters.”
 
“I don’t know, I think babies are kinda cute.  Do you know if it’s a boy or a girl?”
 
“It’s a boy.  She wants to name him Thomas.  He was my great-grandfather or something.”
 
Tommy felt the pride in his chest swelling.  He didn’t think that the new baby’s name had anything to do with a great-grandfather.  “Don’t you like the idea of having a baby brother?”
 
“Well that’s not so bad.  It’s just that my mother is so old.”
 
“Hmmm,” he replied.  “I’m sure that he’s going to be handsome and smart seeing as how his big sister is so beautiful and smart.”  
 
Now Samantha really blushed.  “You remembered my name too,” she beamed.
 
“Yeah, well I feel like we almost know each other.  I’m surprised that I didn’t recognize you right away. If I remember right, your nickname is Sam isn’t it?  And your younger sister’s is Tabby?”  Glad for the change of subject, Samantha nodded.  “She’s a couple of years younger that you isn’t she?”  Again Samantha nodded.  “Does she have a boyfriend yet?”
 
“No, dad says we can’t date until we’re sixteen.”
 
“Seriously?  Somewhat as pretty as you?  What a waste.”
 
“Of course I’m old enough I just have to convince my parents.”
 
“Do you have a secret boyfriend?”
 
“No, nobody special.  All of the boys in school are just, you know, boys.”
 
“So you’re looking for somebody a little older?”  She blushed again.  “You’re so beautiful Sam, I’d like to see you again.”  She smiled shyly.  “How about I pick you up after school on Friday?”
 
“My mom will expect me home right after school.”
 
“Can’t you tell her that you have an assignment and have to go to the library?”
 
Samantha agreed and then looked at her watch.  “Oh, I have to go.  I’m late.”
 
“Well I’m looking forward to seeing you again Sam,” he said as she ran off.  She looked back at him, smiled and waved; almost running into an older woman walking by.
 
Tommy smiled smugly.  He was very pleased with himself.  Ever since he’d gotten Samantha’s mother pregnant he’d been fantasizing about the pretty blond daughter.  He’d watched Samantha leaving school and after she went into the convenience store he followed her inside and set up their ‘accidental’ meeting.
Chapter 2
As promised, Tommy was waiting for her when she walked out of the school building.  He was sitting in a bright red Corvette convertible.  She leaned over the driver’s side and looked down at his bright blue eyes.  He was wearing a leather vest that showed off his muscular chest and rippled stomach.  She quickly looked around, hoping that some of her friends were watching.  She was pleased to see her best friend Trina and Mabel standing wide-eyed with their mouths open, staring at her and Tommy.
 
“Hop in beautiful,” he said.
 
She waved at her friends as she walked around the car and started to open the door.  Tommy put his hand on the door and held it closed.  She looked at him confused.
 
“I said hop in.  This is a sports car; you don’t enter through the door,” he said, smiling his bigger-than-life smile.
 
Samantha was wearing her cheerleader’s outfit with its very short skirt and when she, grinning, put her hands on the car and jumped over the door it gave Tommy a great view of her athletic young legs and the blue panties that matched the school colors of blue and gold.
 
When she slid into the seat, the back of her skirt was stuck between her back and the seat and he could still see just a hint of blue panties.  Before she could adjust her skirt, he reached over and pulled the seatbelt across her chest and fastened it.
 
Samantha could smell his musky man smell and felt a tingle in her groin when his hands brushed her breasts as he was fastening the belt.  He sat back, fastened his seat belt and turned the key.  “Ready?” he asked, smiling at her.
 
“Oh yes,” she replied happily.  Her heart was beating ninety miles an hour.  “This is so cool,” she said.
 
They took off with a throaty roar.  “Are you okay with a little ride in the country?” he asked.
 
“If we’re not too late.  I told my mom that I was studying at the library with a friend.”
 
“It’s not far.  My family has a small farm just outside of town.”
 
While he drove, Tommy kept glancing at the sliver of blue panties that was showing.  He thought about how delicious it would be to get them off of her so her naked butt would be sitting on the car’s leather seat during the ride back.  
 
He’d though about getting a date rape drug from friends at school, but he decided not to.  He didn't want his conquests to be asleep.  He wanted to watch their faces as he entered them and slowly slid his ten inches into their sweet cunts.  His other conquests had always been mothers with daughters and he was able to threaten to have sex with the daughters to get the mother to submit.  This was the first time he’d fixated on a virgin and he thought her blue panties would make a great trophy.
 
It didn’t take long to get to the farm and Tommy parked behind an old barn, unbuckled his belt and hopped out of the car without opening the door.  He walked around and watched her unbuckle, and then stand awkwardly, trying to figure out how to get out without opening the door.
 
He put his left arm around her back and his right under her rump and lifted her out.  She giggled and put her arm around his shoulder.  He kissed her.  He kissed her for a long time while enjoying the feel of her smooth, soft naked thigh in the palm of his hand, not to mention the feel her silk panties and butt cheeks on his arm.
 
He finally put her down and opened the small trunk and extracted a blanket.  “This is to lie on,” he said lifting the blanket up, “and this is to keep us warm,” and showed her a hip flask.
 
He spread the blanket out on the soft grass and lay down, motioning for her to join him.  When she was next to him, he leaned over and kissed her.  Samantha’s heart was fluttering and she eagerly kissed him back, even when he slid his tongue into her mouth.
 
After a minute or two, Tommy pulled back, opened the flask and handed it to her.  “Ladies first.”
 
She took a small sip.  “This is delicious,” she said.
 
“It’s chocolate flavored vodka.”
 
They took several more sips and Tommy could see her eyes getting a little glassy.  He didn’t want to take her home drunk so he capped the flask and leaned over and kissed her again.  His left arm was between her upper arm and her chest and he could feel her bra strap underneath.  He thought about how fun it would be to move his hand down between her legs and under the short skirt, but he knew he couldn’t go too fast.  But her perfume, their closeness and his thoughts were getting him hard.  He purposely pressed his growing erection against her bare thigh.
 
Samantha was enjoying the kiss and although she felt his member against her leg she didn’t give it too much thought until it got hard.  She gently pushed him back and said, “I just need to catch my breath.”
 
He smiled but kept his hard cock against her thigh.  He saw her looking down at his erection and he feigned innocence.  “I’m sorry Samantha.  You turn me on and I can’t help myself.”  He finally pulled back so that she could see the big bulge in his leather pants.
 
He smiled while she stared at the bulge.  “Have you ever seen a man’s cock before?”  
 
She shyly shook her head no, but then remembered.  “Well I did see my dad once,” she admitted.
 
“Well mine’s very big.  Would you like to see it?”
 
In all honesty, Samantha didn’t want to see it.  She was afraid that they’d already gone too far.  But he didn’t wait for an answer; he unzipped his pants and pulled out his nearly erect cock, already eight inches long.
 
He could see the look of worry on her face.  “Sam don’t worry,” he said soothingly.  “I’m just, well sort of proud of it.”
 
Even to her inexperienced eyes, Samantha knew that Tommy’s penis was big; much bigger than her father’s.  She just stared at it with her eyes wide.
 
“Go ahead, touch it,” he suggested quietly.
 
She didn’t move so he reached out and took her hand and made her grasp his big member.  She could hardly get her tiny hand around it and it seemed to grow as she held it.  He held his hand over hers while it grew to its full ten inches. 
 
She could feel the blood pulsing though the thick veins running though his erection and she tried to pull her hand away.  She couldn’t imagine anything that big inside of her.
 
Tommy let go of her hand and she pulled it back.  He looked at her frightened face and said, “I’m sorry Sam, I didn’t mean to frighten you with it.”  He leaned over and kissed her.
 
She closed her eyes and kissed him back.  She could feel herself getting moist between her legs but she was too confused with her conflicting emotions.  He kept kissing her while he put her hand back on his rock-hard pole.  Gently he moved her hand up and down while he kissed her.
 
Pretty soon Samantha began moving her hand up and down his long rod on her own.  She could really feel the wetness between her legs, but she decided that this was harmless petting.  She just wouldn’t let it go any further.
 
Both hands now free, Tommy put them on her breasts, covered by the school sweater.  By now Tommy’s heart was racing at the thought of getting her panties off; but in no hurry, he kept kissing her.
 
Suddenly she pulled back and turned her head away.  He groaned, frustrated.  He was tempted to push her on her back, pull her panties down and climb on top of her and take her sweet virginity, but for he didn’t.  “I’m sorry Sam,” he said, sounding contrite.  “I didn’t mean to go so far.  It’s just, well you’re so beautiful and so sexy.”  
 
"I'm in a group at school and we've all promised God not to have sex until we're married."
 
"I understand," he said as he hugged her to his chest.  'Boy this is going to be a very satisfying conquest,' he thought to himself.
 
He gently took a hold of her chin and turned her face to his.  “Let’s just cuddle.  Will that be okay?”
 
She nodded yes shyly and looked down at his hard pole, sticking straight up, the slit pointing at her face.
 
“I can’t put it away until it goes down,” he laughed.
 
“Would you like me to take care of you?  You know, with my hand?” she asked timidly.  She couldn’t believe that she just said that, but she wanted to see how it felt.
 
“Oh no you don’t have to do that; I’ll be okay,” he said trying to make his voice sound like he was making a big sacrifice.  He moved his hand away from her face so that she could see it in all its engorged glory.
 
She didn’t disappoint him.  She was curious about what it felt like and she grasped his member with one hand.  Her hand was too small to encircle it so, using two hands, she started stroking him again.  

“Oh Samantha, oh that feels so good.”  He closed his eyes, leaned back and enjoyed the softness of her little hands as they stroked him.
 
Since his eyes were closed, Samantha just watched his cock while she stroked it.  She was still amazed at how big it had gotten.
 
“Oh yes Sam,” he moaned.  “You’re doing it just right.”  He opened his eyes just enough to see the look on her face, but not enough for her to see them open.  He could see the look of wonder on her face and he was glad that he hadn’t forced himself on her like he did her mother.  It would be much better to pluck her flower slowly.
 
“Oh yes,” he moaned and started thrusting his hips up as he felt the sperm building in his balls.  Samantha started stroking him faster until cum erupted from his cock and spurted a foot into the air before landing on her high school sweater.  “OHH GOD YES.  OH YES, keep it up,” he groaned.
 
Samantha had recoiled when the stream of white cum had first erupted from the tip of his penis and shot a foot into the air with some of it landing on her school sweater.  ‘This is gross,’ she thought to herself.
 
Then Tommy pleaded, "Don't stop now Sam; oh god it feels so good."  He really wanted to push her head down on his cock to shoot his cum in her mouth, but he knew it was too soon for that.  He would save that for a later time.
 
Reluctantly she started stroking him again.  A second stream shot up, not nearly as high as the first, but this time she was ready and made sure none of it hit her.  Still it shot straight up and came down, covering the top of her hand with the white goo.  She could feel his penis pulsing as more cum spurted out and dripped down to her hand.
 
She kept stroking until he said, "That was fantastic Sam. Oh god, you're wonderful."  He leaned over and kissed her.
 
Samantha couldn't believe that she'd just stroked a boy's penis until he came; well he wasn’t really a boy.  She didn't move the hand from his cock because it was covered with his white goo she didn't want it dripping all over her clothes.  He was still as hard as a telephone pole, but she was enjoying his kiss and starting to feel better about what she'd just done.  It wasn't really the same as having sexual intercourse with him after all.
 
Their kiss ended and Samantha said, "I'm kind of a mess."
 
He wanted to tell her to lick his cum off her hand, but instead he pulled out a white handkerchief and began cleaning her up.  ‘At least there’s a long wet trail of cum on her sweater,’ he thought.  Then he wiped the cum from his cock.   He smiled as he thought that next time he would try to convince her to take it in her mouth so it wouldn't make such a mess.  "Listen Sam, I know that was a mess and I won't ask you to do it again," he lied.
 
"No, that's okay," she said trying to wipe the mess off of her sweater.  "I like making you happy."
 
"You're so wonderful."  And he kissed her again.  Pleased with how the afternoon had gone, he decided to draw out his pleasure.  “Say listen, this wasn’t much of a date.  How about I pick you up the day after tomorrow and we go to a movie?”
 
“Okay I’ll have to tell my mom that I’m going with a girlfriend.”  They both laughed.
 
When Samantha got home, the first thing that she did after running up the stairs before her mom could see her was to change.  Even then, as she went downstairs to put the sweater in the wash machine, she realized that her heart was pounding when her mother appeared and asked, “How was your day?”
Chapter 3
The next day, Sarah, Samantha’s mother, dropped off her daughters and returned home.  She got out of the SUV and closed the garage door.  She opened the door to the kitchen and screamed.  There was a man sitting there.  And then relief flooded her.  It was Tommy.
 
“Hello Sarah,” he said.  “I was expecting you fifteen minutes ago.”
 
A warmth spread through Sarah.  It was just like he was never gone.  
 
"Tommy?  I never thought that I would see you again."  She felt a little weak in the knees.
 
"Well I found that I can't stop thinking about you.  I'm starting to think that we had something special."
 
“I thought so too,” she said quietly.
 
“I’m glad that you didn’t change the lock to the house,” he said and grinned, that twenty megawatt smile.  “This must be my son,” he said as he leaned over and patted her slightly bulging stomach.  “You don’t look very pregnant.”
 
Sarah looked at him with longing.  “Can I get you a soda or something?”
 
“How about a beer?”
 
“You’re not old enough,” she teased as she opened the refrigerator and took out a beer.
 
When she got close, he grabbed her and kissed her hungrily, almost angrily, while he unbuttoned and pulled off her blouse.  She kissed him back with equal fever.  He unhooked her bra and pulled it off before leaning his head down to kiss her breasts and nipples.  Sarah clung to him, her pussy already so wet she could feel it moistening her panties.
 
‘This was going to be so hot,’ he thought to himself.  If his plan worked, soon he would be fucking both the mother and the daughter without the other’s knowledge.  And he had no doubts that it wouldn’t work.  He planned on getting her daughter pregnant too.  And maybe he could figure out a way to force them to have sex with each other while he watched.  He smiled at Sarah while wondering if he could arrange to have her watch him fuck her fifteen year old daughter.  And afterwards he would make her lick his cum from her daughter’s pussy.  Just the thought of Sarah kneeling with her face buried in her daughter’s dripping crotch was making him so horny he was nearly ripping Sarah’s clothes off.  But then there was the vision of Samantha’s face buried in her mother’s twat.  How cool would that be?
 
In no time Sarah was naked and he was just about hard.  Gathering up her clothes, she led him upstairs.  She began unbuckling his belt.  Pulling his pants down she grasped his hot member and squeezed.  “I’ve missed you so,” she said as she knelt at his feet and took him into her mouth.
 
Tommy looked down at the top of her head and she sucked his cock.  ‘Life is good,’ he thought.  She sucked him for a good ten minutes until he groaned and then she stopped and stood because she wanted him inside of her.
 
Smiling, she pulled open a drawer and retrieved the KY Jelly and spread it all over his hard cock, all the way to the root.  Next, she lubricated her pussy before lying down on the bed with her legs dangling over and spread apart.  Tommy walked up between her legs, leaned over and kissed her.  She reached down and guided his long, hard pole between her pussy lips and they kissed while he moved his hips toward her.
 
“Fill me up Tommy,” she begged.
 
Like always, Tommy watched her face as he slid two, four and then six inches inside of her.  She was smiling at him until he had eight inches inside of her and then she closed her eyes and her mouth formed a perfect little O.  He slowly pumped while watching her face; never pushing more than eight inches of his big cock inside of her.
 
“Ooooooohhhh,” she moaned.  He kept it up until her body shuddered and he brought her to an orgasm.  He stopped pumping and just watched her face and felt the muscles in her vagina squeezing his cock as she convulsed.
 
Sarah finally took a deep breath and opened her eyes.  Tommy was smiling at her and she grinned at him.  “I missed to you so,” she said.  He leaned forward and kissed her.  She was ravenous for his lips and while there lips were locked he pushed his hips forward until all ten of his glorious cock was inside.  She immediately felt another orgasm and she cried out, “OOOOOHHHHH!” as he began pumping; but this time, burying himself all of the way in.
 
Tommy fucked her for another fifteen minutes before he felt his cum boiling up from his balls.  “Ahhhh,” he groaned.
 
Sarah felt his hot sperm pulsing into her womb.  His ten inches were buried so deep inside of her and felt so good that she threw her head back and screamed.
 
Tommy pumped until his balls were drained.  After they were dressed, he said, “I just love having sex with you.  I mean I love making love to you Sarah.”
 
“I love it too Tommy,” she said and then asked hopefully, “Are you going to be around for a while?”
 
“I’m taking the quarter off, but I can’t come over as often.  I have some, uh, other responsibilities.”
 
“You’re not blackmailing another mother to have more children are you?” she asked, afraid that he would say yes.
 
“No Sarah; you’ve were by far the best and I don’t think that I could be happy with another woman.”  In this he wasn’t lying; Sarah was the best piece of ass he’d had and her daughter wasn’t a woman yet.
 
She wasn’t sure how to take that, but at some level it made her feel good.
Chapter 4
Tommy picked up Samantha the next day after school for their date.  She wasn’t wearing her cheerleader outfit, but she did have on a white blouse that was too tight, a short tan skirt with tan fishnet pantyhose and boots.  “Do you dress like that for school?” he asked.
 
“No I brought these in my gym back and changed right after the last class.  I wanted to look nice for our date.”
 
“Well today you don’t have to ‘jump in’.  He walked around and opened the car door for her.  When she climbed into the low-slung sports car he got a nice view of legs and a peak down her blouse; although he could only see a small, lacy bra.
 
Tommy had already seen the picture that he was taking her to.  It was rated NC-17, but they had no trouble getting in.  He knew that it had a couple of explicit sex scenes and he wanted to see how she reacted.  After they sat down and the lights went down he produced his flask and they shared his chocolate flavored vodka and necked.
 
When the first sex scene came up it showed the woman fully nude, but never the man’s cock or erection.  It did show him on top of her in the missionary position.  Tommy chewed popcorn while he watched Samantha out of the corner of his eye and could see that she was transfixed and the scene on the screen.  He felt himself getting hard at the thought of lying on top of Samantha and sliding his cock into her tight, virgin pussy.
 
During the second sex scene Samantha sat as transfixed as before.  She reached over to get some popcorn and he moved the bag on purpose.  Her hand moved lower searching for the bag, but she hadn’t taken her eyes off of the screen.  Until, that is, her hand touched his leather pants and she felt his erection underneath.
 
Before she could withdraw her hand, Tommy covered it with his and pressed it against the bulge in his pants.  He held it there for the rest of the movie and when the lights came up he leaned over and whispered into her ear, “That was so sweet Samantha.”  In effect, giving her the impression that he thought that she had done it on purpose.
 
After the movie, it was late, and he drove her straight home.  “Say, some friends are having a party tomorrow night.  Do you think you could tell your mom that you’re staying overnight at a friends?”
 
“Well I could try.”  And then she laughed.  “Remember when I met you at the Broken Main Concert?”
 
“I sure do.  I think that I fell in love with you then.”
 
Samantha blushed and had to stop to think and remember what she had planned to say.  It finally came back.  “Somehow my mother found out that I had gone and I was grounded for two weeks.”
 
“Well this time we’ll have to be more careful.”
 Chapter 5
The next afternoon, Samantha took her overnight bag to her friend Trina’s and swore her to secrecy and enlisted her into providing an alibi.  Trina’s parents weren’t home yet and so in her friend’s room, Samantha pulled out several shopping bags before taking off her sweater and jeans.

Trina looked at her nearly naked friend, wearing only white silk panties and bra, and was jealous.  Samantha had pert, firm breasts and Trina was as flat as an ironing board.  While she, Trina, was skinny and angular, Samantha had started rounding out and had an almost hourglass figure.

Samantha opened a package of black, fishnet pantyhose, slid the hose up each leg and stood to pull the hose up around her slim waist.

“Samantha, these are so naughty!” said Trina as she knelt at her best friend’s feet and straightened the seams across her toes.

“Wait until you see the rest of the things that I bought.  Did you see Tommy’s tight leather pants and vest?”  Trina nodded.  “Well I think he’s going to love this.”  And she pulled out a short black leather mini skirt, followed by a silk blouse and a black leather vest.

She put on the silk blouse and her friend stopped her.  “Samantha this is really awful of me, but if I were you I would take off the bra.”

Samantha looked at her friend and shook her head side-to-side, but she didn’t mean no.  “Now who’s being naughty?”  They both laughed.

“Nobody will be able to see your breasts because you’ll be wearing the vest.  Just think how sensual the silk blouse will feel on your nipples.”

“Trina!” Samantha said in mock censure.  All the same it did seem like fun.  She quickly pulled off the blouse, unhooked her bra and set it aside.

Trina looked at her naked breasts and said shyly, “Samantha, I don’t want you to take this wrong, but you have beautiful breasts.  I wish I wasn’t flat.”

“Trina, give it time.  Besides, some of the boys at school look at your chest too.  Hasn’t Frankie ‘accidentally’ touched your chest?”  Her friend just blushed as Samantha pulled on calf length leather boots.   She put on makeup while Trina combed her shoulder length, corn-silk blond hair.

“I wish that I was going with you,” said Trina.  “Your boyfriend is so handsome.”
 
**************************************
 The party was going in full swing by the time that they arrived.  The apartment was filled with college students and beers were pressed into their hands almost immediately.

Every young man that Samantha passed by turned and looked at her.  She was feeling very self-conscious, but Tommy held her close to him, possessively.  He seemed to know everyone and she lost track of how many people he introduced her to.  It seemed to her like he was clearly trying to show her off and it made her feel proud to be with him.  Most of the girls flirted at him with their eyes, but he took no notice and occasionally leaned over to kiss her.
 
The only time Tommy left her alone was to go to the bathroom.  When he came back he found one of the senior’s flirting with Samantha.  She looked relieved when Tommy walked up.

"Leave her alone Frank," Tommy said.  "You're messing with the woman that I'm going to marry," he lied.  "She's going to be the mother of my children."  If his plan worked, that part was true.

Even though Tommy was only a freshman and a young one at that, Frank had been warned about Tommy’s family connections and said, “Sure Tommy.  My apologies if I offended you.”
 
 “Thank you,” said Samantha after Frank left them alone.

“I couldn’t help myself.  I saw a damsel in distress and I knew I had to come to her aid.”  Samantha blushed.  “You know this party is kind of boring.  Would you like to go for a ride?”

“I don’t know Tommy.  If you’re as drunk as I am you shouldn’t be driving.”

He laughed, “I’m fine Sam.  Let’s blow this joint.”

The wind whipped through Samantha’s hair as they drove in the convertible.  She’d never felt so alive.  After a while she realized they were headed back to the farm.  “Tommy it’s going to be too cold at the farm,” she hollered over the wind noise.

“Relax, I have a key to the farmhouse,” he hollered back.
 
At the farmhouse, Tommy turned on the heat and lit a fire in the fireplace.  And then her brought out a big down comforter and wrapped it around the two of them.  He put his left arm around Samantha and with his right turned her face to his and kissed her.  "You know even though we haven’t known each other for a long time, but I think that I’m falling in love with you Samantha," he lied.
 
"I love you too Tommy," she replied sincerely.

When he resumed kissing her he let his right hand cup her breast.  Briefly she pulled a little away, but he was gentle and she let his hand stay where it was.  Then she closed her eyes and enjoyed their kiss.

Tommy was pretty sure that Samantha wasn’t wearing a bra and as his hand grasped her breast he was delighted that he had been right.  He was looking forward to getting her blouse off so that he could suck her tits.  As he gently rubbed, he could feel her nipple getting hard.  He kissed her neck and let his hand move down to her flat stomach.

“Oh Sam, I love you so much.”  His hand moved to her hip and then on down below the short leather skirt.  The fishnet pantyhose covering her thigh felt exquisite under his fingers and his hand moved to her inner thigh.

Samantha grabbed his hand and pushed it away.  “No Tommy.”

“Sam I just want to please you,” he said.

“Let me use my hand on you okay?”

“You’re so sweet,” he said.  The room was now quite warm and he lifted the comforter off of them and stood before pulling down his leather pants, freeing his still flaccid cock.

Samantha looked at the six inches of his limp penis right in front of her face and was unsure what to do.

“You have to get me hard,” he said.  She took his penis in her hand and began stroking it.  “No, you have to use your mouth Sam.”  She looked up at him questioningly.   “It’s okay; just until I’m hard.”

She lifted his flaccid penis.  There was a bead of clear fluid emerging from the slit and she stuck out her tongue and tasted it.  It was salty and not at all unpleasant and it didn’t smell, not at all like the white goo he’d ejaculated last time.  She slowly slid his cockhead between her lips.

“Suck it my love,” he begged.  She did and it began to stiffen.
 
With her tiny hands stroking and her soft lips sucking it soon grew to its full ten inches.  Now that he was fully erect, she stopped sucking and just kept stroking.  “Oh Sam, don’t stop.  That feels so wonderful.”

Reluctantly she took the head of his penis back into her mouth and kept stroking.  It was taking a really long time, but finally Tommy felt his cum building in his balls, almost ready to escape.  He purposely didn’t warn her and when it suddenly blasted out of his penis into the back of her throat she gagged and pulled her head back; only to get the second spurt right in the face.

“OH GOD!” he groaned and took his penis in his hand and jerked another spurt into her hair.  Samantha closed her eyes as cum dripped down her eyebrow onto her eyelash.  Tommy kept stroking himself and smiled a satisfied smile as a final spurt hit her nose and began dripping down.

“Oh I’m so sorry Samantha.  It got me off guard.  I’m sorry.”  She didn’t reply, but kept her eyes closed as cum dripped down her face.  “Let me get you a wash cloth,” he said and hurried away.  He quickly returned as she was licking her lips and the tip of her nose while carefully wiping the cum away from her eyes.

He gently began cleaning her up and then leaned over and kissed her lips.  He could just taste his residual cum on her lips.  "Listen, I know that you belong to the Christian group at school, but I would love to satisfy you to.  Would you let me if we don't go all the way?"
 
“No intercourse?” she asked suspiciously.
 
“I promise.”
 
Samantha didn’t want to deny Tommy anything, almost.  “If I ask you to stop, will you?”
 
“Cross my heart.”
 
Tommy knelt at her feet in front of the couch and began massaging her feet.

“That feels good,” she said closing her eyes.  He kissed her toes and it made her feel like a queen.  He massaged the muscles in her lower legs, then lower thighs.  He looked at her closed eyes and lifted up her skirt.  Unfortunately she wasn’t wearing the blue panties with school colors, but white cotton ones underneath her pantyhose.

He massaged her upper thighs and she let out a sigh, but when his hand pressed between her legs she opened her eyes and grabbed his hand.  “It’s okay Sam.  I’m just going to make you feel good,” he reassured her.

She let go of his hand and he began rubbing her vulva still covered by panties and pantyhose.  She could feel the wetness between her legs beginning to build and Tommy could feel the damp heat emanating from her pussy.

“Ohh,” she moaned, closed her eyes, grabbed his hand and held it to her.  She’d played with herself before, but no boy had ever touched her between the legs and it felt wonderful.  Samantha enjoyed her first, boy induced orgasm.

“Stand up for me Sam,” he asked quietly.  Wondering what was next, she stood and he rose next to her.  He took off her leather vest and while he kissed her; began unbuttoning her blouse.  “I want to look at your body,” he stated.

“No intercourse right?” she asked.

He made a cross over his heart before pulling off the blouse and exposing her naked breasts.  He stepped back and admired her small, but well-formed breasts.  “Sam you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he said sincerely.  Stepping forward, he leaned his head down and kissed one, and then the other.

Samantha was proud of her breasts and was glad that he liked them.  His lips were sending shivers down her spine.

Tommy sucked her nipples between his lips and he felt her shiver as they hardened.  He lifted his head and kissed her on the lips, then asked, “How are you doing?”
 
“I’m fine,” she replied and pulled his head back down until their lips met again.  His hand cupped her breast again.  They kissed for quite a while and then he moved his lips to the side of her neck and Samantha felt a shiver go down her spine.  “Oh Tommy,” she moaned.

He moved his hand behind her back and unzipped the leather skirt and pushed it down around her ankles and then slid his fingers under her pantyhose and panties and pulled them down around her thighs before she could react.  He gently pushed her down until she was sitting on the couch and he again knelt at her feet.
 
He felt her tense and whispered, “It’s okay, I promise.”  She relaxed and he unzipped the calf-length boots and slid them off her tiny feet.  “You have very sexy feet,” he commented as he finished pulling the pantyhose and panties down off of her feet.  Kneeling between her legs he took in the small amount of soft, flaxen down between her legs.   Then he spread her legs wider and buried his face into her damp, virgin pussy.

She watched, somewhat anxiously, as he spread her labia apart and licked her womanhood.

Tommy began licking her in earnest.  She was really wet now, and she tasted and smelled so good he felt himself starting to get hard again.   He had never licked a virgin’s pussy before and it tasted truly divine.

It didn’t take too much longer before she felt her toes tingle and an orgasm beginning to build in her groin.  “Oh Tommy,” she groaned.  

His left hand slid up her stomach and grasped a breast while he slid two fingers of his right hand into her pussy.  He looked up and watched her face while he slid his fingers in and out of her pussy.
  
Samantha wanted to yell for his to stop, but the electricity shooting through her body were amazingly intense.  His tongue resumed lapping expertly up and down and around her clitoris and she’d never felt anything so wonderful.  She put her hands on the back of his head and let herself get lost in the lust of the moment.

“OH TOMMY!” She screamed and pulled his face into her groin while his tongue did its magic.  Her hips kept jumping up against her mouth without any conscious effort on her part as the most intense orgasm she ever had wracked through her body.
 
When her body quit responding, Tommy just kept his face buried in her crotch while her breathing returned to normal.  “Did you like that?” he asked; inhaling the scent of her wet vagina.
 
“Oh yes, although I’m still not sure that we should be doing this.”
 
“You’re still keeping your promise.  You need to just trust me on that.”
 
“You’re right,” she said and then added, “I love you Tommy.”
 
“I love you too Sam,” he lied.  Tommy’s heart was racing and his cock was uncomfortably hard as he lifted his head and pulled hers down to his and kissed her deeply.  “I need to go to the bathroom,” he said and stood up.
 
 Samantha could see that he was fully erect and it didn’t occur to her that it would be almost impossible for him to pee.  She was just pleased that he was keeping his promise.  She decided that she would suck him off again when he got back.
 
In the bathroom, Tommy washed his hands and then he removed some lubricant from the medicine cabinet and spread it liberally on his erection before returning to the bedroom.  Samantha’s eyes were closed.  She was just lying there, completely naked with her legs spread apart.  She may have been asleep as her small breasts were rising and falling regularly.  He drank in her lovely young, naked body; the soft down between her legs, not hiding her slit; the entrance to her virgin canal.  He quietly knelt between her legs and squirted more lubricant on his fingers before sliding two fingers between her labia.

Samantha smiled, her eyes still closed, and made an “Ummm,” sound as he got her nice and slippery.
 
His ten inches of manhood was as hard as a telephone pole and stuck at a slight upward angle from his body.  His heart was pounding in his chest as he leaned over, stretched out his arms and extended his body above hers.  Lifting one hand, he looked down and back to direct his long pole between her pussy lips.
 
Samantha’s eyes flew open.  She had been luxuriating in the bliss of her first sexual encounter.  Tommy hovered over her, looking down, between their bodies.  She felt something spreading her labia apart before she realized he was about to stick his penis in her.  “No Tommy,” she blurted out.  She could feel the head of his penis between her labia when he tilted his head and looked down at her.
 
“Samantha, I’m sorry; I have to.”
 
His thick penis penetrated just a little further until they both felt it reach her hymen.  “Tommy NO!” she again pleaded and then felt a brief, tearing pain as he pushed through it.  “Ouch Tommy it hurts.”  She lifted her hands and placed them on his chest and tried to push him off of her.

Tommy was strong and he had no trouble grabbing her wrists and forcing her arms over her head.  “I love you Samantha,” he said.  He pinned her arms together with one hand and pushed in about four inches.  “Relax Sam, relax.  It won’t hurt if you relax.”  He pushed in a little farther.
 
“No Tommy no,” she cried.  “It hurts.  Please stop.”  A copious amount of tears flowed down the sides of her face.  He was six inches inside of her and her vaginal walls were not stretching easily to accommodate his girth.  “It hurts, it hurts,” she cried again.
 
Tommy stopped pushing and leaned down and kissed her tears.  “Relax sweet Samantha.  Take a deep breath,” he urged.
 
Since he was no longer trying to push further into her, Samantha was able to get her breathing under control.  He was kissing the sides of her face, kissing her tears away and she took a deep breath and tried to relax.
 
Tommy felt her relax.  He looked down and pulled out until he saw her blood on the head of his penis.  He couldn’t help but smile as he lowered his groin and slid in half way. 

“Oh,” she groaned.  The pain was starting to subside.

He slowly began pumping while making sure that he didn’t penetrate any deeper into her violated pussy.  
 
Still, she couldn’t stop crying.  “Nooo,” she cried, “please stop.”  But he didn’t.  He could feel her getting wetter and pushed in just another inch.  “Ow, it hurts.  Please stop.”
 
Tommy didn’t want to hurt her but he couldn’t stop now; it was their destiny.  He was trying to be gentle and not push any deeper into her tight pussy.  After a few more minutes her crying stopped and he watched her squeeze her eyes shut.  “Ohhh,” she moaned and turned her head to the side.
 
Samantha didn’t want to have an orgasm, but it didn’t hurt anymore and her body was responding to his gentle thrusts.  She moaned and grabbed his biceps.  ‘Oh God, please make him stop,’ she prayed, but Tommy didn’t stop and He didn’t stop her orgasm.  “Ooohhh Tommy,” she moaned.
 
Tommy could tell that she was having an orgasm and he said, “Samantha you belong to me now, it’s our destiny.”  He was careful not to push all of the way in, but as her orgasm intensified he felt himself about to cum.  

“OH TOMMY, OH,’ she cried.  Animal lust took over and he pushed all ten inches into her tight canal.    
“AAAGGHHH!” she screamed.
 
The excitement he felt was overwhelming and he felt his orgasm building in his groin.  He tried to go slow, but he kept burying his cock in as far as he could as he felt his sperm spurting into her unprotected womb.

Samantha could feel his cum filling her up and she began crying uncontrollably.

Her crying almost ruining the moment for him.  He wanted to tell her to be quiet.  She was a woman now.   He’d made her a woman.  Instead he said, “Sam I’m so sorry.  I love you so and I just couldn’t help myself.  I want you to be the mother of my children.”

“Oh Tommy I love you too,” she cried.  “I just wanted to wait until we’re married.”

“I know, I know sweetheart.  I’m so sorry.”  He smiled.  Now he felt back in control.  He began to kiss her tears while he stayed buried inside her.  He found it very satisfying to bend older women to his will, but it wasn’t nearly as good as taking a young girl’s virginity.  He gloated as he felt the last of his semen spurt into her womb.
Chapter 6
On Monday Tommy went back to visit Sarah.  He fucked her three times; each time in a different bedroom.  But it was the most fun doing it in Samantha’s bed.  He was pretty confident that he would have both mother and daughter pregnant before he went back to school.

Tuesday he picked Samantha up from school and took her back to the farmhouse.  She was more than willing to have sex with him but she said, “I brought some condoms.  I think that we should use them so I don’t get pregnant.”  

Tommy thought about it for a moment and then he agreed.  ‘There was more than one way to skin a cat,” his father always said.  He took the condom packages from her and set all but one on the nightstand.  He slid that one into the pocket up his leather vest.

They undressed each other, although he insisted that he keep his leather vest on.  He took Samantha’s hand and placed it on his soft member while he kissed her and softly pushed her onto her back on the big, brass farmhouse bed before kneeling between her legs.

He ate her out to get her as wet and to give her her first orgasm.  After all he wanted her to enjoy their sex as much as he did.  He licked her sweet tasting pussy for ten minutes before she intertwined her fingers into his hair and began humping his face.  He felt the pressure she was exerting on the back of his relax and felt her body relax.  He lifted his face and grinned at her.

She looked down at him with a satisfied little smile.  “Your face is all wet,” she said.

“I know and I love it.  I love how you taste Sam.  Will you excuse me for a minute?  I have to go to the bathroom.”

She smiled a satisfied smile.  “Don’t go anywhere; I’ll be right back,” he said with a tease in his voice.  In the bathroom he opened the cabinet and extracted the lubricant.  He pulled out the condom package and stuck a pin hole through it and then flushed the toilet.

When he got back to the bedroom she’d pulled a cover over herself.  “Cold?” he asked.

“No, I just…”

“But I want to look at you,” and he put down the lubricant and pulled back the cover to look at her slender young body.  “I can’t get enough of you,” he said as his eyes wondered from her toes and up her legs.  He cupped his hand over the V between her legs, feeling the soft down over her vulva.   He took her hand and placed it around his soft member and then leaned over and kissed her breasts.  His lips moved up her chest and to her neck.

Samantha shivered. His hand still cupped her mound and his lips were making her moist.  She moved her fingers up and down his pole and felt it jump to her touch.  She could feel it growing and she grasped the shaft and squeezed.

“Oh god Sa…” he stopped himself.  He’d almost called her Sarah.  “Sam, you make me so hot.”

She stroked his growing cock and he slid two fingers between her pussy lips.  She was getting damp, but wasn’t wet enough so he brought his head down between her legs and slid his tongue into her pussy.  Quickly he found her clitoris and stroked it with the flat of his tongue.

“Oh Tommy,” she moaned.  She could feel herself getting wetter as his tongue sent lightning bolts up from her groin.  He licked her clit for a solid five minutes and put a hand on the back of his head while she kept stroking his now hard erection with her other hand.  He kept licking until she cried out, “Oh yes,” and began humping his face.  “OH MY YES,” she groaned.

Tommy sucked her clit between his lips and was rewarded as she lifted her hips and shuddered several times.  As soon as her orgasm subsided he stood up and made a big show of tearing open the condom foil and sliding in over the head of his penis, being careful to not pull it tight enough for the hole to show.

Just before he entered her, he reached down like he was going to guide himself into her pussy, but instead he stretched the condom down his hard member until he felt it tear and then he inserted it in between her pussy lips.

This time he made love to her most tenderly.  Her pussy was much tighter than her mother’s so he went as slow as he possibly could.  He brought her to another orgasm before he deposited his load of seed into her womb.  Again he stayed in her as long as he could; stroking her hair and whispering sweet nothings in her ear.  When he withdrew he quickly stripped off the compromised condom and then he went down on her to make sure that she wouldn’t have any cum dripping out of her.

“Oh no Tommy, oh no not again,” she nearly screamed as his tongue brought her to another orgasm.  

He wiped his face off  with the wash cloth so that she wouldn’t smell the residual seed on his face.

Samantha looked at her watch.  “I have to get home,” she said sadly.

Tommy was disappointed too.  He would have loved to deposit another load of sperm into her fertile pussy, but since there wasn’t time to screw her again, he reluctantly drove her back to her neighborhood and dropped her off near her house so that her parent’s wouldn’t see him.
Chapter 7
For most of the next two weeks Tommy spent Tuesdays and Thursdays with the Sarah and then pick up Samantha after school on Monday, Wednesday and Friday for a single or a double round of sex and then all day Saturday.

That next Monday, Samantha threw up at school.  Since she had no way home, the nurse called her mother.  Sarah was busy when the phone rang.  Tommy was on top of her, buried to the hilt and they were both sweating from their exertions.  

“Let it ring,” he urged since he hadn’t cum yet.

“No I have to get it.  It would be suspicious if I didn’t.”  Reluctantly he rolled off of her so she could get to the phone.   She leaned over on her side and picked up the receiver.  “Hello,” she said.

Tommy moved up against her back and stuck his swollen cock back into her while she talked to the nurse; purposely pounding all ten inches into her.  She tried to push him away but he grabbed her hips and increased his pace.

“Yes, I’ll come right away,” she said as she hung up.

“I hope so,” said Tommy, grunting as he buried his pole back inside of her pussy.

“Tommy, you’re awful,” she said.  “I have to go pick up my daughter at school; she’s sick.”  He buried himself again.  “But I guess that I can be a few minutes longer.”  She squeezed her eyes shut and pushed her butt against his groin.

He didn’t alter his pace and after a few minutes she started moaning.  It took another ten minutes before Tommy came inside of her; bringing her to a fantastic, loud orgasm.  “OH GOD YES TOMMY, FILL MY PUSSY WITH YOUR HOT SPERM!” she cried out.

They stayed in the same position, panting, for another five minutes before Sarah moved away and his softening cock slid out.  “Who’s sick?” he asked.

“It’s Samantha.  She threw up, but the nurse says she doesn’t have a temperature.”

Tommy smiled.  As her boyfriend, he alone had an inkling of what made her sick.

Sarah had to push Tommy out the door and then take a quick shower and get dressed.  It took her almost a half an hour to get to the school.

“She doesn’t have a temperature and hasn’t complained about an upset stomach,” said the nurse.  “She told me that it was the smell of the burger and fries that her friend was eating at lunch that made her ill.”  The nurse looked worried.  “Mrs. Morrison do you know if your daughter is sexually active?”

“What do you mean?  Do you think…”  Sarah shook her head.  “No, no, she’s not allowed to date yet.”

“Well, all the same,” said the nurse.

When they got home, Samantha went right to bed.  Sarah didn’t know how to ask her daughter if she was having sex yet.  When Samantha wouldn’t come down for dinner, Sarah told her husband and youngest daughter that Samantha caught a bug.  The next morning, Samantha said that she was fine and got ready for school.  Sarah insisted that she eat some breakfast and she promptly threw it up.

Her mother wrapped her up in blankets in front of the TV and left to take Tabatha to school.  When she got back, Samantha was asleep so she snuck up to her daughter’s room and started opening drawers.  She found several unopened packages of condoms.  “Oh no,” she cried.  Sarah went down the stairs and woke her daughter and sat next to her.  “Samantha, do you have a boyfriend?”

Immediately defensive, her daughter said, “No mother!”

“Samantha, I found these in your room,” said Sarah, holding up the packages of condoms.

“What were you doing searching my room?”

“Honey, do you think that you might be pregnant?”

“Mom no, we only had unprotected sex once.”  

“That’s all it takes sweetheart,” answered her mother.

Samantha started crying.  Sarah held her and started crying too.  “I love him mom.  We want to get married.”

“Oh honey, you’re only fifteen,” said her mother.
Chapter 8
Samantha went back to school on Wednesday and when Tommy showed up to pick her up, he saw Sarah’s SUV and he kept driving.  On Thursday he visited Sarah like always.  When he let himself into the house with his key, he found her crying.

“Oh Tommy, my Samantha is pregnant,” she cried leaning her head on his shoulder.

“Oh no, she’s what?  Fifteen?” he feigned concern while gloating inside.  His plan had worked.  He’d gotten the mother and the daughter pregnant.  This was his crowning achievement.  “Did she tell you who the father is?”  He already knew the answer or she wouldn’t be talking in a normal voice; she would be screaming at him.

“No, she won’t tell me.  She says that they’re in love and want to get married.”

“Is she going to keep it?”

“I don’t know.  I just told her that she’s too young to have a baby or to get married.”

“Does your husband know?”

“No.  I’m afraid to tell him.  He will demand that she have an abortion if I tell him.  And while I agree with that, I think that I need to convince Samantha and have it be her decision.  If I can talk her into it, her father wouldn’t even need to know.  I just don’t know what to do.  My god, I never suspected that she was sexually active.  I’ve failed as a mother.”  Tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Oh my sweet Sarah, you’re a wonderful mother.”  He held her close.  “And you’re going to be a wonderful mother to our son,” he said, his heart bursting with pride.

This day, Tommy didn’t try to have sex; he just held her and listened to her talk in between her tears.

He wasn’t able to see Samantha until Saturday when she showed up at their away-from-school meeting place.  He gave her his brilliant smile when she walked into the restaurant.

“Tommy, can we go for a ride?” she asked, looking miserably at his greasy hamburger.

“Sure beautiful,” he said cheerfully.  He paid his bill and they went out and got in his Corvette.   He started to lower the top, but she put her hand on his.

“Tommy, I think that I’m pregnant.”  She looked down, afraid that he would get angry.

“Oh Sam, that’s wonderful,” he said, genuinely showing his pleasure.  “Now we can get married.”

Heartened by his response, she looked at him, but with a sad look.  “My mother says that I’m too young to get married,” she sobbed, “or to have a baby.”

"You know if you keep the baby our parents would have to let us get married," he said.

She smiled at him.  “Oh Tommy you’re so wonderful.  I love you so much.”

“Would you like to go to the farmhouse and spend the day with me?”  She nodded yes.

At the farmhouse Tommy was sweet and tender.  He kept rubbing and kissing her tummy and made a big deal out of being a father and talking about how wonderful it would be when they got married.  Samantha was so grateful that she unzipped his leather pants and started sucking him.

When Tommy fucked her he was especially gentle and made sure that she had multiple orgasms before he deposited another load of unneeded sperm deep into her pussy.

Two weeks passed.  When Tommy was with Sara she voiced her frustration at not being able to convince her daughter to get an abortion.  “She says that they’re in love and want to get married.  My god, Tommy she’s only fifteen.  What should I do?”

“Just give her time,” he suggested.  “You’ve already given her all of the arguments.  I’m sure that she’ll come around.”

When he was with Samantha he counseled that she string her mother along.  “Tell her that you just need to have more time to decide.”  He knew that every day would make it harder for her to change her mind.
Chapter 9
Sarah could not change her daughter’s mind.  More time passed and Samantha was starting to show.  Sarah took her to her OB GYN and they learned that it would be a boy.  Sarah knew that she had to finally tell her husband and predictably he flew into a rage.  Samantha refused to tell them who the father was and went out of her way to stay away from her dad.

When Tommy learned that Samantha’s baby would be a boy, he was ecstatic.  Now he only had to figure out a way to have the last piece of his plan fall into place.

On Wednesday, lying in Samantha’s bed with Sarah, he was pumping into her very slowly.  He wanted to make sure that she had two or three satisfying orgasms before he came inside of her and he wasn’t disappointed.  She had one within minutes while he was only pushing in about eight inches of his big cock inside of her.

After her orgasm subsided he looked down at her face and she smiled back dreamily and ran her fingers through his wavy, blond hair.  He leaned his head down and kissed her as he pushed in eight, then nine and then his full ten inches.  

Sarah closed her eyes and groaned, “Oh Tommy.  Oh god, you’re so wonderful.”

He kept up his slow pace and within ten minutes she was digging her fingernails into his buttocks and raising her hips to meet his.  “OH, OH!” she exclaimed each time he drove into her.

Tommy was loving this.  He slowed his pace even more, but made sure that he was driving in his full length each time.  He hoped that he could give her the grand mal of orgasms.

“Oh god Tommy, quit teasing me,” she gasped.  “God, I can’t breathe.  Oh fuck me, fuck me, faster, faster.”  She looked up him and he was grinning at her, but he speeded up his pace.  “Oh yes, oh yesss, OOOOOHHHH!”  

He started to feel his own climax and he speeded up even more. 

‘OH YES, OH YES, OH MY GOD YES!”  Her body was jumping as she pushed her groin up to meet his thrusts.  “OH GOD, FILL ME UP, PULLEEEZE!” she begged.

Unable to hold himself back any longer, Tommy felt it leave his balls and flow the entire length of his cock before shooting his sperm deep into her pussy.

“OH YES, I CAN FEEL IT.  FILL ME UP!” she screamed.

He felt another stream shooting through his cock and into her womb.  “AGH, AGHH!” he groaned.  His cum just kept coming and coming.  Finally he was spent and he just stayed pushed all of the way inside of her, panting.

She could feel their sweat mingling and she reached her hand up and pulled his face to hers.  After the kiss she said, “My god Tommy that was incredible.  I wish that I’d met you ten years ago.  I think that we were made for each other.”  She smiled at him.  “I think that I’m going to need to change the sheets; they’re soaking wet.”

Still with his cock buried in her, and just after he’d filled her with a fresh load of sperm and brought her to two orgasms, he said, "Sarah I know who the father of Sam's baby is."
 
"You do?" She looked at him with a puzzled look and then it dawned on her.  "Tommy you didn't."
 
"Just think, you son will be an uncle to his brother; at least I think that's the way it works."  

He seemed so proud of himself.  “Tommy this is horrible,” she shrieked and pushed him off of her.  “How could you?”  She jumped out of bed and looked at him accusingly.  His cum dripped from her pussy and down her thigh, but she took no notice.  Her body shook with anger.

“Sarah, calm down.”

“CALM DOWN?  CALM DOWN?  YOU WANT ME TO CALM DOWN?” she screamed.  She picked up a stuffed animal and threw it at him.  Tommy just grinned at her, making her even madder.  She picked up a glass vase and threatened to throw it at him.   “GET OUT, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” she screamed.

Tommy got up and casually pulled on his leather pants and boots.  “I do love you Sarah,” he said.

Her face was red, but she just whimpered, “Just leave.”

Sarah heard the door slam downstairs as he left.  She bawled uncontrollably with tears streaming down her face while she stripped her daughter’s sweat soaked bed.  She became aware of his cum, still dripping out of her pussy and she used the soiled sheets to wipe herself.