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 TITLE: Let's Make a Porno
PART: Chapter 7 of 7
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: mf ff teen rom size camera oral cunnilingus fellatio piv cons
anal impreg
SUMMARY: Luke and Bridget finally confess the true extent of their
feelings for one another, and consummate their love.  Written for Jviper on
Hentai Foundry.
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   Bridget stirred, mewling happily as she semiconsciously burrowed further
into the warm body holding hers.  As she came awake, she became aware that
it was Luke whose arms she was sleeping in, and his broad hand cradled her
bubble butt in a sensuous intimate grasp that filled her with warmth.  Her
red head was nestled in his shoulder, with her hand resting lightly on his
muscular chest, which rose and fell with each breath.
   He looked so peaceful, yet so manly, in his slumber, and she realized
that she had never seen him sleeping before.  Yet here she was now, waking
up in his arms on a Sunday morning.  It was the morning after Amy's
day-long sex marathon.  After Amy had passed out, and Luke had given his
declaration - which had caused Bridget to juice, she'd been so worked up -
he'd then proceeded to tease his girlfriends mercilessly.
   He'd hotdogged Summer's delicious ass, he'd frotted Sam's tight plump
pussy lips, and he'd licked Winter's cunt into a frenzy of need - yet he
hadn't actually fucked any of them, or cummed once.  He'd stoked his first
three girlfriends' needs to a fever pitch, in which they were whimpering
with desire, but hadn't followed through.
   "Dammit," Sam had panted raggedly.  "Fuck me!"
   "Nope," Luke said hoarsely, smirking as he frotted her.  His precum
dripped down his shaft to dribble wetly onto Sam's cunny.  "I'm saving my
next load all for Bridget.  It's about time the teases got teased."
   Bridget's ears had burned, yet her heart had glowed, at those words.  He
was going to keep from cumming for three whole days, just so he could give
her a nice big load!  She tried to imagine how big that load would be,
churning and fermenting and building in his bloated balls for 3 whole days,
and her cunt moistened.
   So while Luke would go back and forth between his first three
girlfriends - Amy still passed out and covered in his jizz all the while -
teasing one relentlessly, the other two were so worked up and horny they
started lezzing each other.  "Mouths only," Luke commanded them.  "No
fingering your pussies - nothing's gonna go in there till the next time I
fuck you, after I fuck Bridget."
   "Ohhnhnnnnnhhh god," Sam moaned needily, squirming lustily.  But her
body - as did the bodies of the other girls - tingled with hot lust at the
virile command of his tone, and they obeyed.  Winter fell atop Sam, making
out with the tomboy, their teenage forms writhing desirously as he Luke
hotdogged Summer's ass till the cheerleader was begging him to plow her.
   And so it had gone, late into the night, till they'd all fallen asleep
in Bridget's bed.  Amy never had woken up, still completely exhausted by
her virginal fuck-marathon.  The redhead had an emperor-sized bed, so there
was room for all of them, their bodies tangled together; all of them were
sleeping naked, save Bridget, who was still in her pink bra and panties.
   Now, this morning, she was the first to wake, and she pressed light
fluttering kisses to Luke's chest and neck as he slept.  Her heart was
fluttering like a butterfly's wings - he was actually going to make love to
her!  It was a fantasy come true.  His voice had been so deep and strong,
his eyes clear and full of passion as he'd told her his plan.  He did want
her!  Even with all these other beautiful girls he was fucking, he still
wanted to fuck her!
   Her attentions soon caused him to stir, and she said, her voice full of
warmth, "Good morning, Luke."
   His eyes swiveled to look at her as his neck turned to the side, and a
warm smile blossomed on his face as he replied, his voice low and heated
and passionate, in a way that sent shivers of pleasure tingling through
her, "Good morning, Bridget."
   They pressed their lips together, making out in a slow steamy tango of
lips and tongues that made Bridget feel like she was walking on air. 
Gradually the other girls woke up, but Bridget and Luke kept making out. 
Walls had come down between them, much as they had in the closet at the
beach house, but now they stayed down, and as they explored each other's
mouths, they were simultaneously exploring the feelings that were bubbling
up in their hearts.
   Amy still snored lightly, slathered in cum, her holes still leaking the
thick gooey stuff.
   When the redhead and her butler finally got up, Bridget asked a bit
shyly, "So are we gonna go on dates now too?"
   "You bet," he answered, grinning at her.  It was his familiar grin, the
one she'd seen every day of her life, but it looked so new and wonderful to
her today, with the knowledge nestled in her heart that they were going to
fuck!
   "Where are we going to go?" she asked.
   "It's a surprise," Luke laughed.
   He drove her into downtown later, still not telling her where they were
going, until they pulled into the hockey arena parking lot.  "A hockey
game?" she exclaimed.  "I've never been to one.  Are they any good?"
   "Oh, they're great fun," he said, getting out to open her door and
offering her his hand.  She accepted it, looking around excitedly as she
got out of the car.  "Lots of cheering and stuff, especially when fights
break out between players.  Plus, even though it's inside, it's a little
bit cold, so it's good for snuggling.  And there might be another surprise
or two," he added conspiratorially.
   "Like what?"
   "That's for me to know and you to find out," he waggled his eyebrows at
her.  Bridget giggled, then took a page from Sam's book to smack her butler
on the ass.  He laughed outrageously, and the redhead tittered at her own
daring.  It felt so good, to be dating her butler out in the open like
this! Why hadn't she done this years ago?
   Bridget wasn't a total sports fanatic, like Sam was, but she had always
enjoyed the school football games, and she found herself enjoying this
hockey game too.  She cheered and hollered and cussed, along with the rest
of the crowd, and enjoyed having Luke's arm around her as they watched and
shared a big bowl of nachos.  Every time she turned to look at him, Luke
thought how gorgeous she was, her face aglow, her cheeks reddened with
excitement, and he bent his head to press a peck to those plush lips.
   At halftime, the jumbo-tron screens above the rink began zooming in on
various members of the crowd, and several couples took the opportunity to
kiss when they saw themselves on-screen.  Bridget stared in fascination at
it, and said to Luke, "Do you think they'll show--"
   At that moment, the screen displayed Luke and the redhead sitting next
to each other, his arm around her, and Bridget squealed.  She turned to her
side to see Luke grinning at her and leaning towards her, and she wrapped
her hands around his head, pulling her down to him to make out with him
hard and lustily in front of the entire hockey crowd.
   The screen stayed on them for a little while, and the crowd hooted and
hollered, starting up a "Tongue!  Tongue!  Tongue!" chant, little knowing
that the butler and redhead already were frenching.  The screen eventually
moved on, of course, but the two teenagers kept making out for several long
moments before pulling apart, breathing heavily.
   "You planned that, didn't you?" Bridget said hoarsely.
   "Yup," he smirked.  "Arranged it with the event organizers ahead of
time." She kissed him again in reply.  They thoroughly enjoyed the rest of
the game, and went for dinner afterwards.  After they ate, they went
walking through the bustling streets of downtown, hand in gloved hand, just
enjoying being together.
   "Do you think it'll snow this year?" Bridget asked.
   "Weatherman said there's a good chance on Christmas Eve," Luke replied,
and Bridget sighed happily, knowing that was the date on which she'd fuck
him!
   When they got back, Amy had finally woken up, taken a shower in
Bridget's bathroom, and gotten dressed.  She greeted Luke with a hot steamy
french kiss, and he whispered in her ear, "I bet you enjoyed being fucked
senseless with my huge cock, didn't you?"
   "Mmmmm, oh yes," she sighed blissfully, tingles shuddering pleasurably
through her body as she remembered it.
   "Want 'daddy' to fuck you senseless again?" he murmured heatedly,
pressing his crotch bulge into her crotch.  She gasped hotly, and nodded
fervently.  Luke continued, "Want me to slide my cock deep inside your
pussy and fill your womb with jizz, before pounding your ass like my
personal toy?"
   "God yes!" Amy moaned.
   "Too bad," Luke answered with a smirk, "you'll have to wait like
everyone else, till after I fuck Bridget."
   "Goddammit," she half-laughed, half-moaned.  "The other girls told me
what you were doing, and I didn't believe them!" Bridget tittered madly.
   Luke had a date planned for his new girlfriend the next day as well. 
"Dress nice," he told her.
   "You're not going to tell me where we're going, are you?" she said.
   "Nope," he grinned.
   It didn't really matter, Bridget thought, she'd follow him anywhere. 
"Okay," she smiled, and kissed him before getting ready.  When they were
both ready, she was enraptured by Luke's appearance; he had dressed smartly
in a sharp suit.  Luke for his part was mesmerized by Bridget, she was in a
clinging red gown that showed off her cleavage and bubble butt, and he
sported a massive bulge in his pants.
   "You're beautiful," he said, his voice warm and sincere.
   "I know," she giggled, but it still made her glow inside to hear it.
   He drove them to the theater.  "No way!" the redhead exclaimed.  "The
Nutcracker?"
   "Yep!" Luke confirmed.  "And I got us a private balcony." Bridget's face
practically glowed, flush with love and excitement.  Their private balcony
was in an alcove to the side of the stage, with a heavy privacy curtain
covering the entrance to it from the back, and it was just the two of them,
holding hands as the beautiful strains of Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Suite
began playing to the accompaniment of ballet dancers on stage.
   Luke's hand wandered, slipping up Bridget's gown - first her knee, then
her inner thigh, then her crotch, as the luscious redhead's breathing
quickened.  His fingers quested daringly, tugging aside her panties to
stroke along her bare muff, as Bridget bit her lip to stifle a yelp of
pleasure.  Luke was excited, his bulge prominent in his trousers as he felt
his crush's trimmed femfur before stroking lightly between her plump pussy
lips.  It was the first contact he'd ever had with her naked pussy.
   As the rapid tones of the Russian Dance No.  5 were performed on stage,
Bridget cried out - her guttural shriek unheard in the music - as she
juiced, her thighs clamping down around Luke's hand.  "Oh god, oh god, oh
god," she murmured over and over again, looking at him with an expression
of total bliss and adoration.  "I love you, Luke."
   She suddenly realized what she had just said and sat bolt upright,
looking nervously at the boy she loved - and she did love him, she
realized. He was smiling at her and replied, "I've loved you my entire
life, Bridget Louise Rockwell."
   She squealed and practically flung herself into his arms to make out
with him passionately as the Nutcracker Ballet performed below.
   That night, Luke had all four of his first several girlfriends over in
his bed.  "What's the point?" Amy mock-complained.  "You're not going to
fuck us."
   "I don't care," Sam countered, "I just love snuggling with him." She
thought for a moment.  "Well, I DO care, cuz he makes me horny, but still!"
   Luke teased them relentlessly.  He sucked their nipples, fingered their
assholes, frenched them, and licked their hot dripping pussies, till they
were begging for him to plow him.  "I bet you want 'daddy' to fuck your hot
tight wet lesbian honeypot, don't you?" he'd say to Winter.  "I've got a
nice extra-thick load now, since I haven't cummed in a couple days, want me
to shoot it inside your womb?" he'd tease Sam.
   Over and over, he mercilessly stoked their lusts, until the barest
caress from him across their shoulders sent them into orgasmic convulsions.
"Revenge is sweet, isn't it?" Summer gasped hotly as she came down from her
high.  Luke laughed and smirked at her before kissing her as she fell into
an exhausted slumber.
   He was the last to fall asleep, stroking his massive boner lightly as he
looked forward to making love to Bridget - the girl he loved!  - tomorrow
evening...
   The next day was Christmas Eve, and all the girls were flush with
excitement.  Not only was it Christmas, but the last virgin of their circle
was going to fuck Luke on camera!  Bridget was beside herself with
anticipation, and couldn't stop jilling off throughout the day, even with
her friends in the room with her.
   That evening, Luke had told her to bundle up warmly and to come outside.
She did, expecting him to pick her up in the car.  Instead, he was in a
horse-drawn sleigh!  Her jaw dropped and she laughed delightedly, bounding
into the sleigh and snuggling into him.  "Luke!" she exclaimed.  "How did
you manage this?"
   He grinned, pleased with her reaction, and kissed her.  "Giles taught me
how to ride and take care of horses in your family stables several years
ago.  I just hooked Harry here up to the old sleigh, and presto!  Also," he
whispered in her ear secretively, "there's a 90% chance of snow tonight."
Bridget grinned happily.
   It was cold, but she had followed Luke's directive to bundle up, and so
was plenty warm, especially as she snuggled into Luke's warm body while he
drove the horse.  He pulled up in front of the Spaghetti Factory, a hot new
restaurant in town, and helped her off the sleigh with a gentlemanly hand.
   Inside, they were treated to a tremendous plate of delicious spaghetti
that they shared, and all the garlic breadsticks they could eat, before
polishing off an enormous slice of chocolate cake for dessert.  The whole
while, they kissed and played footsies and in general made goo-goo eyes at
one another.
   After all this time - all the years of Luke serving Bridget and then the
months during which he fucked her friends and later fooled around with her
- they were officially a couple, and it felt so completely right and
wonderful.  When they had finished their meal, they went outside to see
snow falling, gently but thickly.  Bridget squealed happily as they got
onto the sleigh, and Luke drove them around town and through some
neighborhoods, showing Bridget the most beautifully decorated houses and
buildings in the area, brightly strung with Christmas lights.
   When they finally returned to Rockwell Manor, it was 8 o' clock in the
evening, and snow carpeted the world in wintry white.  Bridget kissed Luke
and hurried inside as he took Harry and the sleigh back to the stables. 
Giles was there waiting for him.  "I'll take care of them, young master,"
the aging butler said.  "Your young mistress is waiting for you, I'm sure."
   Luke eyed him astutely, but grinned.  "Thanks, Giles," he said, and then
hurried back inside out of the cold himself, hearing the old family
servant's fond chuckle behind him.
   Up in Bridget's room, the redhead joined her butler's other girlfriends.
"You know you're not on the pill," Amy whispered fervently to her.  "Are
you gonna use a condom?"
   "No," Bridget said, and tittered.
   "But what if he knocks you up?"
   Bridget flushed, not with embarrassment, but with hot longing and
desire. "I want to have his baby," she said.  "Maybe I'm a bit young, but
definitely someday.  So if it happens tonight, I'll be happy."
   Amy hugged her and kissed her lightly on the lips - since that day at
the diner when Luke had commanded them to kiss each other, he'd encouraged
them to lez each other a bit, and they'd gotten into it - before pulling
back just as Luke came in.
   "About time you got here, slowpoke," Summer said, coming up to him and
making out with him as she rubbed her body into his.  He grabbed her ass
from behind and squeezed as he ground his crotch into hers through their
clothes, and she moaned desirously - and then Luke pulled back.  "You
rotten jerk," Summer gasped, giggling.  "You'd better fuck me after you're
done with Bridget!"
   "And me!" Sam, Winter, and Amy chorused.  But Luke just smirked at them
and came to Bridget, holding her in his arms.
   "Are you ready?" he asked her.
   Her eyes were huge and bright, swelling with emotion and love and
passion.  "Yes...  'Daddy'," she answered.  His boner throbbed through
their clothes into her crotch, and she moaned.  It excited her and warmed
her heart simultaneously to call him 'daddy'; it was so naughty and dirty,
yet it fit their relationship; he was always loving and tender with her,
had looked out for her their whole lives.
   He kissed her then as Amy began rolling the camera, and the other three
girls got on beanbag chairs to watch.  Slowly he undressed her - unwrapping
his Christmas present, as he called it with a smirk that prompted giggles
from her - paying extra care and attention to her flesh as it was unveiled.
She'd been in nothing but her bra and panties in front of him before, but
never fully nude, and so she inhaled lustily with anticipation as he
unhooked her bra clasp.
   He leaned in to kiss her, their lips pressing gently upon one another's
in soft gasps as he pulled her bra away, and her hard-stemmed tits pressed
into his naked muscular chest.  "Mmm!" the redhead moaned as she felt her
nude boobs rubbing sensuously against him.  His huge throbbing tower of
cockmeat bulged upon her torso, leaving wet smears of precum just beneath
her rack.
   Together, they helped her squirm out of her panties, and Luke pulled
back to look at her.  She bit her lip, a bit shyly, but Luke was utterly
agog.  The girl he'd loved his entire life was every bit as beautiful as
he'd dreamed.  Her body, covered in smooth creamy flesh with slight
freckles here and there, was framed by her long crimson locks of hair.  Her
boobs were as round as oranges, perched proudly on her chest, and were
nearly as large as watermelons.  Her pink nipples were small, hard points.
Her pussy was a glistening wet muff with a strip of trimmed scarlet fur
above her slit.
   She looked like nothing less than a teenage fertility goddess, waiting
for him to ravish her and plant his seed deep inside her nubile womb.  She
could see it in his eyes, how beautiful she was to him, and it made her
glow inside.  She knelt before him submissively, wanting to suck his giant,
delicious babymaker down her virgin throat, but he forestalled her.
   "No, Bridget," he said.  " 'Daddy's' first load is going to be deep
inside your little virgin cunny." The redhead shuddered in anticipatory
pleasure, swaying slightly as she sat back on the bed and spread her legs
invitingly, baring her 15 year old womanhood to his gaze as she eyed his
fat long cock hungrily.
   Luke knelt and began to eat her out, savoring Bridget's juicy virginity
as the redhead moaned.  His licks were slow and sensuous and lingering,
gradually exploring every facet of her pussy, until the redhead was
writhing madly and on the cusp of release.  Then Luke pulled back, his face
wet with cunt juice, and Bridget whined disappointedly.  "Luke..." she
moaned out his name.
   "What?" he smirked at her as he got onto the bed, standing on his hands
and knees over her.  "Tell me what you want."
   "Fuck...  me...!" she gasped, heatedly.  "Pound my pussy, please,
'daddy'!"
   Summer helpfully bounded in to reach between their bodies and guide
Luke's swollen, dark red knob to Bridget's dripping cunt, and the redhead's
back arched as she felt the intimate touch.  Luke pushed, and the rich
jailbait's plump, purpled pussy lips parted like petals, stretching around
his immense teenage girth to admit him into her tight silken canal.
   Breath flew from her in a rush as rapture cascaded over her from feeling
the love of her life penetrate her.  Her body flounced and flopped
erratically as Luke steadily slid into her, her fucktunnel stretching wide,
her pussy so incredibly tight around his fat shlong that she could feel his
every bulging vein and ridge defined inside her.
   Then Luke dropped his weight atop her climaxing body, and she cried out
in delight as her achingly sensitive nipples scraped along his muscular
chest.  Luke still sank deeper and deeper inside her, inches of his long
thick cock disappearing before the camera into the redhead's luscious twat.
   His cockhead touched her cervix, and Bridget nearly came off the bed
with the intensity of her ecstasy.  There were still a couple inches of
Luke's extra-large cock outside her pussy, though, and she bucked her hips
up into his thrusts, needing his tool to stuff her completely full!  With a
low shuddering groan that reverberated through both their entwined bodies,
Luke thrust all the way in.
   His cock popped through her tight virginal cervix into her fertile
teenage womb, molding and deforming it to fit his babymaker.  The knowledge
that she wasn't on the pill excited them both, and they began fucking
together now, their bodies slicking sweatily across each other as he thrust
back and forth.  The squelches of their joining filled the air with lewd
sex, and the mingled musk of their fluids perfumed the room.
   Bridget wrapped her legs around Luke's waist, and her arms around his
shoulders.  She did this on pure instinct, as she thrashed and shrieked in
pleasure; all she knew was that she had to have him deep inside her,
fucking her baby factory with his huge pleasure-giving dong!  She hurled
her orgasming form into his thrusts, till their bodies smacked wetly into
each other with each pound as he pistoned into her relentlessly.
   The virgin redhead was very intimately familiar with Luke's orgasms,
having always studied his facial expressions and bodily jerks whenever she
jacked him off; so she knew his explosion was imminent now.  But what made
this coupling even more exciting and amazing was that she could actually
FEEL those spastic twitches INSIDE her as his body heaved atop hers.
   Her pussy clamped down on his piledriver as his nuts clenched, and with
a bestial grunt of release, he burst inside her.  Cum fountained from his
cock in hot fat geysers directly inside her fertile womb, and Bridget
completely lost her voice, her breath gone, her attempts at screaming his
name becoming soundless gasps of hot bliss.
   Luke hadn't cummed in three days, and three days' worth of the massive
loads that his bloated nuts had produced blasted over and over into
Bridget's body.  Amy, holding the camera, had an excellent angle of his fat
balls tightening and releasing, again and again and again.  He filled her
womb with cockslop, and kept jizzing, till it overflowed back through her
cervix to froth out of her pussy.
   It was an utterly massive load of musky teenage spunk, an offering he
had saved up to give to his scarlet-headed fertility goddess, and she loved
it, craved it with every fiber of her being as his throbbing, pulsating
cock kept pumping her full of it!
   The other girls were amazed as they watched, over a full minute of Luke
jizzing inside the girl he loved, before at last he was sated.  Bridget
stretched luxuriously, loving the sensations washing through her body,
feeling his spunk slosh around in her womb.  "I love you, Luke."
   "Love you, too, Bridget," he said fervently, and kissed her.  "Now...  I
want to fuck your ass.  I've dreamed of pounding your delicious round butt
for so long." Bridget tittered and gasped; a shudder of hot passion rippled
through her at the idea, and she moaned lewdly.
   "Oh god yes, I can't wait," she said, trying to imagine it.  Luke kissed
her again, and pulled out of her, eliciting whimpers of pleasure from her
in the process.  His cum gushed out of her thoroughly deflowered - and
possibly knocked up - 15 year old pussy, and she turned over, getting on
her hands and knees.
   Her bubble butt beckoned enticingly at him, and she wiggled it slightly,
giggling lustily as he grasped handfuls of her ass cheeks, kneading and
fondling them as she moaned.  His cock was still rock hard, the head nearly
purple, the shaft growing a deeper red as it neared the peak.  His whole
shlong was slick and slimy with their mingled cum, and Bridget hissed in
pleasure as the touch of his engorged knob upon her tight puckered asshole
sizzled through her body.
   His hands wandered up her body to grasp her waist, and he pulled her
body, gently but strongly, into his forward thrust as his fat babymaker
pushed inside her hot sweaty rosebud.  Bridget's lush tits heaved as she
gasped and moaned, feeling him slide into her tight silky fucktunnel
between her bubble butt cheeks!
   Luke's face was locked into a rictus of intense pleasure as he plunged
his huge dick deeper and deeper inside her asstunnel.  He'd dreamed of
doing this for so long, ever since Summer had awakened his lust for
Bridget's ass in the middle school cheer coach's office so many months ago.
   Bridget's entire body quivered with ecstasy, her pussy clutching on
emptiness as she spasmed in delight.  She'd never known having Luke's
gigantic cock up her ass could be so damn good!  Her pussy was soaking wet,
dripping lewd rivulets of shameless love down her inner thighs as she
grunted and panted hot rapture.
   With a deep guttering groan, Luke sank himself completely inside that
gorgeous bubble butt, his big fat cock shoved balls-deep into her pucker.
He stayed like that for a few moments, feeling her sweaty tight hot velvet
sleeve clutching and spasming around his throbbing, bulging cock, before he
began fucking her ass.  Slowly at first, but building up speed, he pounded
her virgin ass as Bridget cried out in shrill euphoria.
   "Fuck me, 'daddy'!" she shrieked out, "fuck my bubble butt!  Oh god
yes!" With her hair flying in sweaty scarlet tangles, she looked like a
wanton succubus taking a stud's fat cock up her horniest hole as he pounded
her ass.  Their climaxes were simultaneous, Luke unloading his balls inside
her ass while she thrashed in orgasmic ecstasy, screaming his name as he
roared, two animals in heat rutting.
   Despite having just nutted in her, Luke's second load was large and
thick and hot, frothing back out of her asshole when her rosebud could hold
no more.  "I love you, Bridget," Luke murmured, and she sighed happily in
reply.
   "Can I suck you off, please, 'daddy'?" Bridget said after a moment.  "I
want to clean that gorgeous cock with my mouth." Luke grinned at her
playful, loving tone, and pulled out of her ass, standing to his feet. 
Bridget got off the bed and knelt before him, getting a good close-up look
of his delicious, meaty shaft, covered in fuckslime and towering over her.
   She had stroked him before, she had licked him before, even gotten his
load all over her face - but she'd never actually taken him inside her
mouth.  She began licking and stroking all over his bulging pulsing shaft
now before sucking on the tip of his obese knob.  Slowly, her plush lips
stretched wide into tight pink lines as she took him inside her mouth, her
cheeks bulging out as she strained to get him all the way back into her
virgin throatcunt!
   Luke's fingers tangled and yanked in her hair, and she loved the feeling
of being dominated by the boy - no, the young man - she loved.  Yes, he was
her butler and worked for her - but here, now, he was her master, he owned
her heart and her body forevermore, and she adored that fact.
   Bridget's neck bulged out obscenely as she swallowed his thick long
cock, till her nose pressed into his sweaty pubic curls, and she moaned
lewdly, suckling on him eagerly, wanting his cockmilk to shoot into her
tummy.  Her eyeballs swiveled up, and she watched the intense ecstasy on
his face as his nuts clenched and he spurted his gunk inside her.  She
creamed from feeling it, feeling those bulging pulses geyser through his
fuckpole and out into her mouthtwat.
   Even as he spunked, she pulled herself off his cock, getting a hot
splash in her face before baring her entire body to his jizzing fucktool.
"Oh, god, Luke!" the redhead cried in orgasmic pleasure as he painted her
naked tits, her face, her hair, and her whole torso with his hot creamy
lust.  His load seemed endless before he finally stopped spurting, and her
skin was caked in the glue-thick musky stuff.
   Luke had thought there couldn't be anything more beautiful than seeing
Bridget naked for the first time; now he realized he was wrong.  Bridget,
naked and gloriously slathered in thick coatings of his cum, looking
worshipfully up at him, was even more stunningly lovely.
   They didn't stop there.  They fucked over and over that Christmas Eve,
and his other four girlfriends later joined in, Amy setting the camera
down, to fuck the boyfriend who had teased them for the past three days.
   It was early Christmas morning when they all finally fell asleep. 
"Merry Christmas, Bridget," he murmured to the sleeping girl in his arms -
she wasn't covered in cum anymore, his other girlfriends had eaten it off
her, especially Winter - and she murmured in kind as she fell into slumber.
   Luke had finally consummated his love for Bridget, and hers in kind for
him.  Five girls were in love and lust with him; he couldn't ask for any
better Christmas gift than that.  New Year's Eve, however, was a bit
different.  Mr.  and Mrs.  Rockwell were actually in the house that
afternoon - and Giles came to Luke's room with a summons.
   "Young master Luke, Master Rockwell wishes to see you in his office."
   Luke blinked, but nodded.  Making sure his appearance was satisfactory,
he hurried to the office, and found not only Mr.  Rockwell, but Mrs. 
Rockwell and Bridget in there as well.  Bridget was fidgeting nervously,
but looked up at him as he entered with a bright loving smile.
   "Young Sherwin," Mr.  Rockwell began, "you've been living in our home
all your life.  You've taken good care of our daughter for 12 years--"
   "I'm 15, Dad!" Bridget interjected.
   "--15 years," Mr.  Rockwell continued smoothly, and Luke fought the urge
to roll his eyes, "and we have trusted you with her."
   "Thank you, sir," Luke said guardedly, but Mr.  Rockwell's gaze
hardened.
   "Is this how you repay our trust?" the man said, turning his laptop
around to show the Tumblr page marked 'Luke and Bridget fuck!' with an
unloaded video beneath it.  Bridget gasped, but Luke stayed steady; he had
expected this at some point.
   "I can't believe you went that far, Bridget!" Mrs.  Rockwell
interrupted. "And that you allowed it, Luke!  You should have been better
to my little girl than that!"
   "Mama!" Bridget protested.
   "Hush, little lady," Mr.  Rockwell said.  "Well, young Sherwin?  What do
you have to say for yourself?"
   "Mr.  and Mrs.  Rockwell," Luke said, "This is my responsibility, not in
any way Bridget's fault.  I love your daughter, I always have, and I'm
going to marry her."
   Bridget's mouth fell open, and then she squealed, leaping into his arms
despite her parents being right there.  "Really?!  Omigod, Luke, YES!" Luke
grinned happily, and stroked her back, but did not break his gaze with Mr.
Rockwell.
   Bridget's mother and father looked at each other.  What they did next
surprised the young couple: they shook their heads and sighed with good
humor, smiles coming to their faces!  "I think we always knew this was
going to happen," Mrs.  Rockwell said.  "You two have been inseparable all
your lives."
   "And I can't think of anyone I'd rather see my little girl marry than
the man who has always taken care of her," Mr.  Rockwell added.  "But I
want you to stop the videos.  Now.  And you're going to wait until you've
both graduated before you get married."
   "Yes, sir," Luke said, smiling.  "Thank you, sir."
   "Thanks, Dad!" Bridget couldn't believe her ears, she was overwhelmed
with joy, and she disentangled herself from her lover to hug her father.
   "Once you've graduated from high school, young Sherwin," Mr.  Rockwell
went on, "I want you to come work for me.  I'll show you how to run the
business, and if you do well, you'll be taking over one day."
   Bridget's jaw dropped, as did her mother's.  Luke regarded his employer
gravely.  "Thank you, sir, but with respect, I will have to decline." Mr.
Rockwell's eyebrows shot up, but Luke continued, "If I'm going to take care
of Bridget, I have to be there for her.  I can't be working 100-hour work
weeks to run a business and leave her neglected."
   Mr.  Rockwell eyed the 15 year old man with new respect.  "Your point is
well taken.  You will, I trust, continue to see to her needs, even when you
are my son-in-law."
   "That's part of being a husband, sir," Luke agreed, and they shook
hands. Bridget grabbed Luke from behind, turning him around, and right
there in front of her parents, kissed him tenderly on the lips...
   *****
   The sanctuary of the old cathedral was always beautiful, but was
especially resplendent today, festooned with flowers and streamers all in
white.  Guests filled the pews as organ music played, and Luke stood at the
altar next to the priest.  His mother Miranda was crying happily in the
front pew - with Mrs.  Rockwell doing the same across the aisle - and Giles
stood behind him as best man.  Not only Luke and Bridget's parents were in
attendance, but also Summer, Sam, Winter, and Amy's.
   As the bridal march played, Bridget and her bridesmaids - Winter,
Summer, Sam, and Amy, with Amy as the maid of honor - entered the
sanctuary, the redhead's arm in her father's.  At 18 years old, she was
radiant in her wedding gown, a tiara in her scarlet locks, a beautiful
bouquet in her free hand.
   Her eyes were glued to Luke's - as were her four bridesmaids'.  At the
bachelorette party last night, Amy, Winter, Sam, and Summer had wheeled in
a giant cake for Bridget, out of which Luke had popped up wearing a
stripper outfit, much to his fiancee's delight, and they'd proceeded to
have a reverse gangbang.
   Sam was waddling as she came down the aisle, heavily pregnant with twin
girls.  She, as did the other bridesmaids, wore a ring on her finger very
similar to the wedding ring Luke had picked out for Bridget, and when the
rings were called for, his and Bridget's toddling daughter Dora - conceived
during their virginal consummation - brought forth the box, beaming as she
proudly fulfilled her task.  His bride was in fact pregnant again, but only
just, and so wasn't showing yet.
   Bridget slipped on Luke's ring, and he traded looks with the four
bridesmaids, whose fingers were on their own rings - because the ring
Bridget was putting on him was a special one, five bands woven together,
one for each of his lovers.  He was only marrying Bridget, the true love of
his life, but he was committing to all of them, just as they were
committing to him.
   He didn't know it yet, but Summer, Amy, and Winter had gone off the
pill, and were planning to fuck him bareback tonight in the honeymoon suite
that all six of them were going to share, and were going to surprise him
with the news after he had dumped several loads of fertile babymaking spunk
in their horny pussies.
   Rockwell Manor had been renovated , a full wing remodeled and
rededicated to being one single establishment within the mansion, a home
for Luke, his wives, and their children.  Luke's future was bright, full of
love and laughter and lust, but most of all...
   ...he was going to be very busy.
   **********
   DISCLAIMER: This is always implicit in my stories, but let me make it
explicit.  I in no way condone any sexual or illegal activities with minors
in real life.  In real life, young boys and girls are not equipped,
emotionally or mentally or physically, for sexual activity.  My stories,
even those taking place in a 'realistic' setting, are pure fantasy in that
the fictional children inhabiting my stories are completely capable of
mature sexual love and lust.
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