The aroma of her overheated twat hit him like opening an oven.
June was immediately brought to the warmer, and John left my side to go to hers. We had asked for as prompt and as much skin to skin time as possible, and thankfully our hospital was receptive to this. June was placed on my chest just a few minutes after she was born, while they were still delivering the placenta I think?
Unfortunately, a few minutes later, I started to gag a side effect of the anesthesia , so they took June back over to the warmer briefly. They used the time to clean her up a bit more and take some measurements, then brought her back to me once I had stabilized.
We stayed that way for maybe half an hour more, admiring our sweet girl and marveling at what had just happened. Talk about a change in plans.
So glad things went smoothly and everyone is healthy. I am almost six months pregnant and I found your blog in the earlier months of the journey. Reading your posts has helped me enormously in managing my often conflicting emotions, especially in the beginning. Like you, I never really thought much about having children and while this one was semi-planned, it was still a big surprise that we seemed to take quite quickly.
I have been thinking about this a lot and my fear about the unknown and the sense of losing control over the situation is quelled slightly upon reading your story. Thanks again for sharing. Emily, thanks so much for sharing this!!
Thanks again for your honesty!!!! My little girl is Selma and I must say, C-section baby girls sure are beautiful!!!! All in His perfect timing for sure! The image of John praying over you is so moving!
I am sure it is the most special day of my life. Thanks for sharing your story! My first child was also breech and you put into words well and grief that you feel about losing the birth experience you thought you would have! Now, two children via c-section both breech later, I still have moments of sadness of missing the experience of labor.
BUT, I am so thankful for my 2 healthy children and very proud of myself for the endurance that is truly required for c-sections! We c-section mommas know the loneliness and fear of the surgery prep, and the feelings of helplessness during the long recovery, and the importance of being adaptable and letting go of control!
I love this story so much. It inspires me to hopefully write my own sometime soon: I also know firsthand that an unexpected c-section can be hard to adapt to when it pops up, but you did so remarkably well!
Such a beautiful and honest story! This is so similar to my story! I tried all the things I could to flip her. I could not wrap my head around missing the labor experience and having a c section. But the Lord knew what he was doing and it all was perfect. She was a planned c section and days before I finally accepted it and embraced it. Having s c section is not easy and we are mamas just like those who have their babies naturally! You are so so brave, both for your experiences during this time and for sharing your story!
I love reading your little updates here and look forward to seeing where life with June takes you: This story is so much like mine! The same exact situation with being breech, low amniotic fluid, and meeting my baby boy that day. Almost like deja vu. However, we did get our dose of excitement at the very end, starting at my week appointment on January 4… Two weeks earlier, at my week appointment, my doctor reported that June was head down and that I was not dilated.
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But no, since then I just have to go over to Jack's office every evening for my private catechism. He just wants to continue until he sees signs I have been blessed with a 'filling with the spirit.
Do you really think I might be blessed with a baby? Chapters 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 The further she drove into the backcountry that hot July afternoon, the less Alice Wells liked the task she had imposed on herself. The map showed Cutters Creek a mere 95 miles from her office in the state capital, but on roads like these - some no more than mountain tracks - it could as well be half a continent away.
It even felt like she was going back in time. For the last hour she had seen few other motor vehicles, although she had passed several horse-drawn wagons. The State Superintended of Education had not wanted to have to investigate personally the disturbing situation in Cutters Creek, and especially not to have to take four weeks of accumulated leave to do so, but there appeared to be no alternative. Sending emissaries had resulted in nothing - in less than nothing.
She still shook her head at what had happened at last year to Annie Boone, one of the most reliable civil servants of the Department of Education. You couldn't ask for a more levelheaded woman.
Annie was unmarried; some might even call her a spinster, although at forty-five, still slim and attractive, who was to say she might not still decide to get married. Annie lived with her slightly younger sister Jenny, also unmarried.
Alice had been sure that if anyone could get to the bottom of the problems that had made Cutters Creek a black hole for the Department's budget, Annie could. She was there for the opening of school. The first reports sent back merely gave additional details about the state of the disaster.
The school age population in Cutters Creek was exploding but practically no girls were finishing high school. Not many were even entering. Fifth and sixth graders were getting pregnant and by age sixteen or seventeen most girls were far too busy with three or four or more children to think about further education. What scandalized Annie most was who the fathers of the babies were.
Although she could not get proof that would stand up in court, Annie was sure that in many cases the girl's own father knocked her up the first time or two before a brother or an uncle would put another bulge in her tummy. Finally, when she was fourteen or fifteen, she would marry someone from outside the family and start making babies with HIM. You could hardly blame the girls given the example set by their mothers and grandmothers.
Annie wrote that it was not uncommon for grandmother, mother and daughter to have children in the same school grade and each to be expecting again. Apparently there in Cutters Creek, women as old as sixty five and seventy were still getting pregnant. Not only were the locals breeding like rabbits, Annie said, there was an influx of outsiders - or rather, of the trickle of outsiders who stayed in Cutter's Creek for long, few ever left.
Most of young men sent to build the new schools and day care facilities that were eating so heavily into Alice's budget decided to stay on when one or more of their girlfriends - and the Cutters Creek girls were VERY friendly - turned up pregnant.
And as for the phalanx of young women the Department had to recruit each year to teach in Cutter Creek's burgeoning Elementary, Kindergartens, and Pre-school classes, few made it through the year. Most seemed to get pregnant within weeks of arriving and by Christmas all had bellies that were slowing them down. By the end of the term they were ready to go on State-paid maternity leave. The lucky ones were planning June weddings with the man that knocked them up if they knew who it was!
Junior high boys seemed to have no difficulty getting their late twenties teachers to drop their pants and let the little fuckers impregnate them.
By the second week Annie's messages had become less frequent and the shocked tone disappeared. At the end of her scheduled three-week stay, she sent word that she would be taking a few weeks of vacation before returning. The woman who re-appeared in Alice's office six weeks from her departure was hardly recognizable. The formerly serious, conservative matron was now smiling and outgoing. Her hair had been cut, colored and curled, giving her a much more youthful appearance.
Little by little Alice noticed a change in Annie's wardrobe, too. Baggy trousers loose, mid-calf skirts in somber colors that Annie used to favor gave way to tight pants and shrink-wrap miniskirts. Sensible flats were abandoned for flashy, strappy 4" heels. Suddenly country and western music could be heard coming from Annie's office instead of Vivaldi and Pochable.
Perhaps it was the frilly blouses she had started wearing, but Alice had the impression that Annie's bust size had increased rather considerably.
Naturally all the girls in her office speculated about the causes of the boss's transformation. Everyone suspected a new man the first man, as far as any of them knew in Annie's life, but no one had met him. It was Alice who accidentally uncovered the secret. One evening when she was working late, she suddenly remembered a report she had left in Annie's office.
Finding the door closed, she knocked. She heard grunts and moans as Annie gasped, "Yes, oh yes! Her tiny skirt was a mess, the frilly blouse was half-buttoned wrongly, and only one stocking had been pulled hastily into place. A blond giant was grinning sheepishly and fastening up his overalls. Alice's shock only deepened when she realized the man Annie had been fucking was in fact a boy of no more than Annie saw Alice staring at her young swain.
Suddenly, everything became clear. Annie had become infatuated with this boy, spent three weeks shacked up with him in Cutters Creek, and brought him home with her. He was the cause of the youthful behavior, the sexy dress, and the silly grin plastered on Annie's face when she arrived each morning. Alice had never imagined Annie was capable of such things but as she stared at the boy, she got an inkling of what had happened. Notwithstanding his age, he exuded a powerful masculinity.
He was beautiful, clear skin, broad shoulders, narrow waist and even through the overalls it was clear he had a massive cock.
No wonder Annie had been screaming in ecstasy; Clem probably had her bent over screwing her silly! Alice felt her heart begin to pound and an unfamiliar wetness invade her pussy. What was she thinking? Turning, she fled to the safety of her office.
A few weeks later Annie's wardrobe underwent another and more ominous change. She still wore her skirts short, but now they were becoming looser, just hanging from her definitely expanding chest.
When it was already evident, Annie confirmed that indeed she was expecting a baby in June. From then on, Alice could see it was a matter of time. Annie slowly lost all interest in her job. She arrived happily late, rushed away early. She did little work; hardly able to talk about anything but the baby Clem had given her. Just before Christmas, her belly already bloated enormously, Annie confirmed that she was taking early retirement the first of the year.
Clem wants us to bring the babies up together. Besides," she grinned, "Clem is eager to start us on a couple more as soon as these two are born.
He looked a lot like Clem: She realized he had noticed her staring at him and he waved. She wondered it she was getting close to Cutters Creek. Around the next bend was her answer. Alice had to brake abruptly for the wagon in front of her. As she drove by carefully, very carefully on the narrow road, she had plenty of time to observe the occupants. In the middle, holding the reins was a man of maybe no more than 25 with a young woman, presumably his wife snuggled close to his side. Wait, at his other side was another woman who looked like the twin of the first and she was sitting just as close as the other woman and looking just as wifely and just as pregnant - hugely pregnant.
If Alice wasn't mistaken, they were wanking him. In the back were their offspring. The phrase "children having children" popped into Alice's mind as she saw two gawky boys energetically fucking away at two younger and very pregnant girls. A little farther along she came to the outskirts of the little town. Pulling her Lexis into a dilapidated filling station complete with rusting tin roof, unpainted plank walls, and ancient pick-up truck upon blocks over to one side, Alice inquired about lodging.
The blank look was answer enough. You got yourself a man? People that stays with at Honeymoon Heaven always leaves happy," he leered. Is that some sort of a bed and breakfast," Alice remarked, trying not to feel put off. Most of the wimen are startin' to get big bellies 'time they leaves.
Can I gitcha somethin' to drank? I'll have a Perrier lemon. Emmy Lou," he shouted, "git some water fer the lady. Alice almost dropped it, as she gaped at the largest, most over-stretched belly she had ever seen on such a small girl; she couldn't be more than twelve. She had not realized how thirsty she was; she drank the entire glass. How much do I owe you for the gasoline and the bottled water. The water is free. The Church distributes Spirit Springs water fer free.
It's part of their evangelization work. She didn't need evangelizing, but the water was good. She supposed these crackpot religious groups did do SOME good. She got back into her car feeling distinctly better than before she had stopped.
Most of the bottle of water was gone by the time she found Honeymoon Heaven. The establishment was larger than Alice would have thought. It was newly built but of logs in a faux-rustic style. A large front veranda greeted visitors. Apparently this was a pretty slow day; two women, probably the proprietors were sitting in rocking chairs near the entrance. Alice could see their happy expressions as she walked up; then she saw why.
Both women had their blouses open and were nursing babies from their enormous tits. Then she did a double take; it was Annie and Jenny Boone. Annie's baby was larger than Jenny's, but even the younger child seemed too large for it's age. If Alice remember correctly, Annie's due date was only about two months ago. These babies looked like they were four or six months old. The explanation, slightly obscene, came to her in a flash.
Those babies must be gorging on breast milk. Alice Wells as I live and breath," exclaimed Annie, shifting the baby around to allow her to stand up. That gave Alice her second shock. Annie was very obviously pregnant again!
Although not so obvious, Alice was pretty sure the bulge under Jenny's skirt also meant a baby on the way. What brings you all the way out here to Cutters Creek? Look at yourself, at your sister, at those two girls. Do you have to ask why I came? I've got to find out what is going on here and put a stop to it. This little town is going to bankrupt the State. The people here are just extremely healthy, probably because of the pristine environment, and attractive. What is so strange about them having babies?
You can't mean that. We're talking girls of 12 and 13 and even of 9 and 10 having babies, not mention You've had a long trip. Let's get you to your room so you can relax. Then you come right back down here at suppertime and we can talk all you want. What do you say you stay with us at no charge? THAT will help the State's budget that you are so worried about, won't it? Alice had to agree. One of the double-name blondes appeared again to take her to the room. As the pregnant girl led Alice along the narrow corridors, her feminine aroma filled the confined spaces.
Alice could smell the girl's arousal and it affected her as well. She had heard that some women became incredibly horny when they were pregnant. This one must be a little minx. Probably as soon as she was finished here, she would rush off to find the man that gave her the baby to beg him to pour more cum into her ravenous pleasure chute.
Alice wondered if she would be constantly aroused and in need of constant sex when she was pregnant, when her belly was as blown up as this girl. And how big would HER tits get? If a dried- up, flat-chested wisp like Annie Boone could develop the set of knockers she had, her own would be gargantuan, Alice thought.
How could she be even thinking about being pregnant? She had no husband or boyfriend and had never wanted one.
How could she be fantasizing about childbearing? The warm wetness between her legs that such thoughts produced was even more disturbing. The room with a nice bucolic view was surprisingly comfortable for such a hick town.
A throne-like bed was the centerpiece, of course, but there was a television with VCR player, a well-stocked mini-bar and even a small bookshelf with a few books. Alice was picked up one of the Honeymoon Heaven brochure she found in the room. The establishment promoted itself as a place where couples who were having trouble conceiving could come for help.
According to the literature, the peace and quite of Cutters Creek, the clean air and water, and the friendly surroundings would help relieve stress that prevented pregnancy in so many cases.
Some of the references quoted were incredible. Dear Honeymoon Heaven, "Mable and I had two children when we were first married, but then she decided to return to work and postpone having more babies for a while. The "while" turned into twenty years and I was becoming more and more concerned about her ability to have more children, although her fertility was not being seriously tested. She was making sure we only made love for a day or two during her safest period each month and always insisted that I wear a condom.
I had the impression that the infrequent sex was not as much of a torture to her as it was to me. It wasn't easy to persuade her to come. She wasn't too keen on a "second honeymoon" considering she got pregnant on the first one. Your rates are a little steep, but was it worth it! By Tuesday night she didn't push me away when I cuddled up to her and on Wednesday night she rubbed up against me and asked me to make love to her. I put on a condom and she seemed to enjoy it very much.
Thursday night she was even more eager and told me to 'fuck her. On Friday night she was almost crazy and wanted me to 'fuck her brains out. When I couldn't get it up and we were both pleasantly surprised how often I could , she let me eat her, something she had always refused me up until then.
To make a long story short, by the time we left, Mable's tits were already getting bigger and she had acquired that delightful little bulge in her tummy that I thought took a lot longer to appear. Moreover, I'm happy to say, her horniness did not decrease we got home.
She demanded hot frequent sex right up until the day our daughter was born. Since then we've had three more children and yesterday Mable told me she's expecting again. Mable just loves it! It was all very strange and it is made Alice very hot. She decided to seek to cool off with some light reading. To her horror she but found that the books on the shelves all dealt with pregnancy themes, "Mother Times Two" about the birth of twins to a happy single woman "He Didn't Want Children!
Switching on the TV, she found that there was no reception this far from the city and there was no cable. Fortunately there was quite a collection of videotapes. But on closer inspection they were all of a very particular self-help kind: By now Alice was frantic. Was there nothing in this room that didn't have to do with pregnancy?
Thankfully she remembered the mini-bar. She found it open and found with relief that in addition to the ever-present Spirit Springs water, there was collection of wines and liquor, although they were local brands she had never heard of. The beer and the liquor proudly proclaimed being brewed with Spirit Springs water "Life-giving Water" and the wines were a product of Church of the Spirit wineries. Deciding she needed something stronger than water, Alice opened a bottle of "New Life" whisky, pored herself a double over ice and tossed it down.
Alice was sitting, admittedly in a better frame of mind after a second double whisky, wondering what kind of a place she had come to when there was a knock at the door. It was the one of the blondes. She said it would help you relax. Instead, she just stood there, smiling. The lid of the box opened easily. Alice's eyes grew wide with astonishment. There in carefully laid out rows were a series of dildos of various sizes and textures. Alice tried to re-close the lid rapidly, but her fingers didn't coordinate well enough as she turned beet red.
Alice had heard of things like this, but had never even though about using one. Only occasionally did she masturbate to orgasm. But she realized she needed to. This crazy day, the boy who waved at her, the husband and wives and the children fucking in the wagon, the aroma of the pregnant girl, and all the bizarre things in the room had Alice in a frenzy.
She looked at the objects in the box and selected a medium size phallus-shaped dildo. Shuddering, she replaced it - and picked up the longest, thickest, knobbiest of the lot. Alice didn't bother to remove her dress; she just pulled down her panties, lay back on the bed and slid the artificial cock into her amazingly well lubricated snatch. It felt s much better than any man she's ever had, not that there had been many.
Her body was wracked by orgasm almost as soon as she inserted the device. Panting, she began again. A half hour later Alice was bathed in sweat and profoundly asleep, her legs splayed and the dildo between her limp fingers still in her pussy. Moving silently, she switched on the radio. She didn't want the older woman to miss Rev. Chapters 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Alice barely heard the chime that signaled supper in a half hour. Sluggishly she opened her eyes. She was embarrassed to realize the dildo still in her moist twat.
Slowly and a bit reluctantly -- it did feel good -- she removed it. How could she have gotten so horny as to fuck herself into a stupor? She was vaguely aware of an excitement but not the overpowering arousal that had sent her to her bed to seek release from a sex toy. Her head clearing, Alice opened her suitcase to find something to put on. Her eye fell on a short summer frock. She smiled as she picked it up. Alice couldn't believe all the food she had eaten.
True, she had only had a half tuna sandwich and diet coke for lunch. But did that explain her putting down three pieces of fried chicken, a plate of black-eye peas with cornbread, a helping of turnip greens, and two ears of corn dripping with butter?
Plus she washed it down with huge glasses of the local buttermilk. On top of that she had said yes to an enormous slice of pecan pie with ice cream on top. She had been ravenous, but part of the explanation was trying to stay busy and avoid embarrassed stares at the goings on around her. Clem sat at the head of the table like a minor prince flanked by Jennie and Annie on either side.
Farther away, the Prentice sisters as Alice had learned who the two blond girls were sat next to their new "aunts. Jennie and Annie were like schoolgirls on a date, giggling and whispering things to in Clem's ear, clearly vying for his attention.
Occasionally Alice noticed one of the sisters close her eyes and purse her lips in a way that told Alice the boy had just fingered her to orgasm. And the aunties, in turn, were keeping the girls at their sides happy with a finger or two where a horny pregnant teen needs it most.
The smell of sex was unmistakable. How do you manage? Men her like their girls on the chubby side, even when they don't have us eating for two. While "dried up" was perhaps unkind, back in the city both women had been quite thin, especially upstairs. Alice supposed it was the pregnancies, but each woman now must wear at least a D cup.
Their hips had become wider and more womanly as well. Both were radiant with health. Alice could see him reach over and put his large hand on Annie's new bulge. Noticing a flicker of hurt in her eyes, Clem diplomatically patted Jennie's smaller belly and added, "Yore's , too, Miz Jennie.
When her eyed uncrossed, Annie looked to her two "nieces. Clem beamed as the two girls jumped up and skipped over to their brother's chair. I don't want him geittin' you girls any more pregnant that you are already" "What's wrong, Aunt Annie," one giggled. She was pretty sure he wouldn't have it much longer. Those two minxes would fuck the poor boy until he was a noodle. Now if SHE were taking care of hi Jennie, honey, bring a bottle of 'Sprit d'Val and we'll have a nice girl to girl chat.
She still felt a bit slow and stuffed with food when Alice drew her down onto the sofa. Moments later Jennie was standing before her with a bottle and three glass of wine. Jennie slipped in beside her, closer than Alice was used to. Why do girls of 11 and 12 get pregnant? Why do women in their fifties and sixties start having babies again? Why do the teachers who come here Do you have any explanation?
Take your wine; we have all night. Alice had to admit the wine was good. She took another sip. The sisters sat on either side of her and smiled. Did you think we were celibate? I was as shocked and astounded as you when Annie told me she had met a man in Cutters Creek. My chances of marriage and children was less than of being struck by lightning. I found comfort in Jennie's arms, but even then, I knew something was missing. I was getting old, Alice. Now look at me! I feel years younger, and more of a woman than I've ever been.
I'm nursing a beautiful baby daughter and have another baby on the way. After Catherine was born and Clem did this to me," Annie stopped, grinned, and patted her belly, "my waist measure had shrunk by two inches, but my hips and bust had expanded by four. I'm a damn sexy woman and I have a horny sixteen-year-old boy fucking my lights out every day to prove it.
When I go up to bed tonight, Clem will be there waiting for me. He may be asleep, but his cock won't be. When I pull back the covers to get in with him, my pussy will get wet just to see that hard young body and those delightful blond curls.
Hell, my pussy's wet right now just thinking about him. Although it really isn't necessary, I'll give his half-hard cock a kiss to stiffen him up. I love the taste of that little drop of precum that's always on the time of that wonderful woman- pleaser. Then I'll lower myself onto him, feeling him fill me up, stretch me with his manhood. Even though those slutty Prentice sisters have had him filling their greedy little pussies for hours, Clem always has enough for me.
I can fuck myself to orgasm after orgasm on his sweet cock and then he'll reward me with a blast of semen. He'll climax me at least twice before he craws on top of me and blasts me full of his thick delicious come. I'll still be leaking boy spunk at noon. For a couple of weeks after she moved Clem in with us, I turned up my nose at my 'sex-crazed' big sister. I tried to ignore the cries of ecstasy every night coming from her room. I pretended not to notice my sister's happy, satisfied face every morning and the semen running down her leg.
When I found out she was pregnant, I had a fit. I tried to confront her, then Clem. He had no idea why I wouldn't be overjoyed that my forty-year-old sister was going to have a baby with a high-school boy she wasn't married to. And looking at them, both so happy, I couldn't think of any reason not to be. A few days later I was in bed with Annie kissing my titties while Clem fucked me silly. We like to think he got me pregnant that first time se fucked. Relax and enjoy the scenery and the friendly folks here in Cutters Creek.
Now, if you will excuse me, there is a sixteen-year-old boy upstairs who is waiting to fuck my brains out" Annie grinned and winked at Jennie. Have a good night's sleep. It'll all make better sense in the morning," Jennie added. That was the first sensible thing anyone had said all night. Alice realized just how sleepy she was from the food and - had she really drunk three glasses of wine? The slightly tipsy State Superintendent of Education stood up to make her way back to her room and fall into bed.
Somehow, it felt good. The air was heavy with the scent of night-blooming flowers as Jennie guided Alice unsteadily toward her bungalow. The radio was on to some religious broadcast when they reached the room, but Alice was too sleepy to pay much attention.
She stood and looked around the room as if not knowing what to do next. You must be very sleepy. I'll help you relax so you can really sleep. Such beautiful breasts, baby. So much bigger than Annie's or mine were before. These will plump up really nicely. You're going to love it here. She had been horny since she arrived at this benighted backwater.
She had fucked herself silly with an artificial cock before supper and now was letting this young bisexual seduce her. But if it was wrong, why did it feel so good? Jennie's hands were making her breasts glow with pleasure. Involuntarily, she relaxed into the young woman's arms.
Let's get these off of you. She just realized they were both stripped down to nothing but their panties Jennies hand was in hers.
Alice attempted briefly to struggle, but Jennie calmed her with a quick brush of her clit. Don't want to trip. Jennie was kissing her again and her fingers were playing wonderful games in her pussy. Let's get you in bed so I can give this juicy puss the loving she needs!
Kissing her again, she and lay her out, gently spreading her legs and opening her to Jennie's attention. You're going to make someone very happy, darling, but me first! She felt her pussy clench and an orgasm took her!
Jennie stopped to admire. Alice was as beautiful as Annie had told her, especially her pussy. There was nothing that makes a woman more special than her pussy, Jennie thought. She had seen and tasted plenty of them. They came in all different sizes, colors and shapes; some were tucked inside like a little girl's cunnie and some had thick luscious lips that come out to greet you. Some were nested in bushes of fur and others are covered with transparent fuzz. She appreciated Alice's wild, unused qualities and told her, although not in those words.
Jennie knew women are a good deal more verbal than men, especially during lovemaking. Clem could make her come just by telling her what he was about to do. You have the cutest pussy. Let me make it wetter for you, so wet," she whispered all the time she was petting and stroking the woman.
Next Jennie spread the tops of Alice's unvisited pussy until she found her clit. She blew it a soft salute, but avoided touching her there yet. Jennie would work up to that slowly. Before she had Alice sufficiently aroused, her clit would be too delicate to be handled. Cooing endearments, Jennie stalked Alice's pussy slowly, knowing that women, even more so than men, love to be teased.
She zeroed in on the inner part of her victim-lover's thigh, a most tender spot. She licked it, kissed it, made designs on it with the tip of her tongue. Jennie came maddeningly close to Alice's pussy, then floated away. She never let Alice know just when she would strike. Suddenly Jennie was licking the crease where Alice's leg joined her pussy. She felt Alice quiver as she nuzzled her face into Alice's untamed bush.
Brushing her lips over Alice's now flowing slit without pressing down further excited the inexperienced woman. Jennie knew she had her! Soon Alice was bucking up from the bed, straining to get more of Jennie to her.
Jennie put her lips right on top of Alice's slit. Gently, Jennie kissed her sex, then harder. With her tongue, Jennie separated Alice's pussy lips and when she opened up, her seductress ran her tongue up and down between the layers of Alice's pussy flesh.
God she loved the taste of a horny pussy! Almost as much as having her own tasted. Gently she spread Alice's unresisting legs a little more with her hands. Gently, ever so gently, Jennie began to tongue-fuck the woman. Alice's moans of arousal and frustration told her she was teasing her partner unmercifully.
Now, far from rejecting the sweet manipulation of her sex as degrading or perverted, Alice was dying for some attention her clit. Jennie took a quick look. Alice's clit had gotten hard enough to peek out of it's covering. Alice wailed when Jennie licked it and again when she licked harder, pressing into her skin. Pulling the pussy lips gently aside, Jennie flicked her tongue against Alice's uncovered bud.
She did it quickly. Sensing that Alice was approaching orgasm, Jennie made her lips into an O and took the sensitive flesh into her mouth. Starting to suck gently, Jennie looked up at Alice's face for her reaction. She could handle it so she began to suck harder. Alice was responding enthusiastically.
The frigid ones are always the hottest, once you cracked their shell. She sucked he clit harder. Alice lifted her pelvis into the air with the tension of her rising orgasm. Jennie hung on, keeping her hot mouth on Alice's clit.
Jennie had no intention of stopping. She began to finger-fuck Alice who was enjoying her teacher's cunt- licking talents. Jennie made for the sensitive area at the roof of her vagina. This is what drove Jennie crazy when Clem fucked her. Well, there was no cock handy so her fingers would have to do the fucking. Wetting them with Alice's flow, Jennie slipped one then two fingers into her pussy.
She slid them inside, rubbing slowly at first, then a little faster, massaging Alice's G spot rhythmically with a "come here" motion. Paying careful attention to Alice's responses, Jennie speeded up only when her pupil did. Alice's ragged breathing told the young woman what to do. Sucking her clit and finger- fucking her at the same time, Jennie was giving Alice far more stimulation than any man could with a cock alone. She could feel Alice's almost uncontainable excitement build.
The aroused State Superintendent of Education turned red and began to tremble. Even when Alice's orgasm broke, Jennie didn't let go of her clit, hanging on for the duration. When Alice started to come down from the first come, Jennie pressed her tongue along the underside of Alice's clit, leaving her lips covering the top. Gently, she moved her tongue in and out of her cunt. Her fingers were still inside and she began to move them a little too, gently though, knowing how sensitive Alice would be just now.
Alice was off towards another orgasm. Not content just to make her lover come, Jennie wanted to make Alice a love-slave.
She didn't leave her leave her alone for a second. She talked to Alice, stroked her body, caressed her breasts, pinched her nipples. She continued making love to her quietly until Alice had floated all the way down into a deep, exhausted sleep. Jennie was tired, too and gathered the post-orgasmic woman in her arms.
They would nap for a while before their next session when she hoped to show Alice how to return a favor. Jennie reached over to adjust the volume of Rev. She knew it would help Alice even more. Chapters 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Thanks to Billy Breed for the inspiration and the used of one very hot scene. It was a struggle for Alice to get up the next morning. She and Jennie had made love - well, Jennie had done most of the making -- for most of the night. Now Jennie was lying curled in the bed they had shared, tuckered from her exertions.
Alice had never been with a woman before, but it had been wonderful. Her younger companion's long years with Annie had taught her just how to please a woman.
Alice had never come so many times in one night. She was tempted to awaken Jennie and start again, but reason prevailed. She had come to Cutters Creek for a purpose, not to let this beautiful bisexual woman fuck her silly. She had to get to the bottom of the absurd behavior of everyone in this crazy town. No reason to beat around the bush. Alice decided to go to inspect the school first. She really didn't have time for a big breakfast but allowed the Prentice sisters to prepare her a "little sump'n.
By the time she pushed herself away from the table, Alice was feeling sleepy and - amazingly, considering how she had spent the night - horny again. Alice though she might find out more if she did not announce herself to the principal. She strolled through the halls as if she were the mother of a student there. There was only one distinctive thing about Alice, although she was not aware of it: Poking her head into several classrooms, she saw sums being done, maps being explained and spelling words written on blackboards.
Nothing looked out of the ordinary until she reached what appeared to be a sex education class. On these walls were large posters showing in rather more detail than Alice thought necessary, the parts of the human reproductive system with the female erogenous zones well marked.
Even more shocking were other posters showing couples actually Doing It. Each lifelike picture was labeled, "Missionary," "Doggie," "Riding St. George," "Ankles-to-Ceiling," "Shoulder Drape," and numerous other positions Alice had never heard off. Were they using the Kama Sutra as a text, she wondered. Another wall had drawings of a nude young woman - a girl really - in various stages of pregnancy.
Neither the instructor, a handsome young man in his late twenties or the normally rowdy students seemed to be paying much attention to the lewd images on the wall.
We did that last year," complained one boy. Everyone giggled as she patted her own bulging tummy. The child was HUGE. Alice didn't know how the girl could stand with a distended belly poking so far in from of her.
Why, the size of her tits alone would have unbalanced a larger woman. Besides, not everyone has a couple of uncles and a brother in the house to show them how, like you do. For example, who knows how to tell on which day a woman is most likely to get a baby in her tummy? Johnson," a tall boy answered raising his hand.
Johnson looked a little cross with himself at having set up the smart- Alec's reply. Sally May says I gotta do it every day a couple of times at least. I guess she don't want to take no chances. You can't fuck them all every day, can you? Johnson, I never though about that," the boy admitted as the other students giggled at his embarrassment.
Now who can tell me what 'fertile' means? A lanky boy in the front row grinned and raised his hand, "Does it mean a guy can preg up a girl the very first time you do her, like I did Emmy Lou? Like mine when I'm with Bonny. You want us to show you, Mr. The condition that Jeremiah is describing is called 'potency. Did you know that you were fertile the day you got pregnant?
A few months ago Jody came into us girls' room one night purdy soon after we heard Ma start getting' it from Pa. Jody said Pa was gonna fuck another baby into Ma and he wanted to fuck one into me. His pecker was so big and hard I just opened up my legs and let him put it in me. Didn't hurt 'cept a little the first time. Then it shore did feel good! We've been doin' it every night since. Seems me and Ma caught 'bout the same time.
OK so now we know WHY it's important to find out when a girl is 'fertile. Only two remained, looking quite uncomfortable. Neither one of you are pregnant are you? We can all imagine what Jason has been doing to you without your telling us. What about you Jill? We usually cover deflowering virgins in the elementary school classes, but I guess a review of that topic wouldn't be out of order.
Is that alright with you dear," Mr. Jill didn't know what to think but her friend Sarah was mouthing "Yes. Johnson pulled the young teen into his lap while continuing to face the class. The first thing is to arouse her," he instructed. Shit, my Francine is 'roused all the time, anyhow," Abe Stoval remarked. Not all girls and women are that horny, at least not all the time. But he continued on "by the book. Lately almost everything turned her on, especially Cliff Cooper.
Jill liked Cliff, but she didn't have a chance with him. He already had a girlfriend named Mandy whom Cliff had knocked up recently and the pregnancy had given the girl huge tits. Jill envied those tits; all the boys in school stared at the girls with big tits. Hers had grown from an A to a C since she moved here, but they were still a lot smaller than Mandy's or most of the other girls.
Mamma always told me Cat calls of "No, way! Jill isn't from around here and outlanders have some funny beliefs about sex and trying NOT to make babies.
Jill just hasn't been in Cutters Creek long enough to lean our ways. You all studied masturbation in third grade. Outlanders let their children learn from other children and sometime the girls don't learn until they are fourteen or fifteen! Derision was instantly replaced by sympathy for the poor girl sitting in Mr. You've go a lot to learn today," Mr. Johnson whispered as he began to lick Jill's ear as his fingers started removing the girl's blouse.
He sensed a bit of surprise at how small they were, probably no more than a C cup, but her areola were large and dark and promised fuller development later. Jill's eyes were closed as she absorbed the strange wonderful feeling of a man's hands on her boobs. Although women enjoy having a man's hands on their breasts felt, especially the nipples," Johnson paused as Jill moaned and wiggled her little butt in response to her teacher's fingers pinching and twisting her nipples, "it's much better to kiss and suck them with your mouth.
Jill didn't surprise anyone when she started moaning more loudly. When she began to buck and cry out, however, they were impressed. Johnson's making her come just by working on her boobies! By now, however Mr. Johnson was ready for the next segment of the lesson. This was so much fun, Johnson considered requesting a transfer back to sixth grade where this was a regular part of the curriculum.
Jill was too blissed out to resist when her skirt fell to the floor and her white cotton panties were pulled down over her slowly spreading hips and dropped to her ankles. Johnson had hardly said the words when Jill began to bray and buck and babble about wanting to get fucked.
It was tempting to skip ahead in the lesson, but Johnson's pedagogical training served him in good stead as he gently lifted the delirious girl and lay her on the bed that was part of the standard equipment of the Sex-Ed class.
Direct stimulation of her pussy, especially the clit, with tongue or lips is the surest way to make a woman come and come and come" he explained. Jill's howls of ecstasy as soon as Mr. Johnson's mouth touched her hot little pussy proved their teacher's point to the delighted class. Jill was getting close again and didn't care who heard her this time.
But suddenly the tongue was removed, leaving only the fingers in her pussy to please her. Although they were nice, the orgasm that had been building began to fade. Distantly she heard the voice of her Sex Ed teacher speaking. You see she's almost ready. Then the teacher's voice continued, "Boys I want you to get a whiff of her scent.
Does it smell different than other pussies you've smelled before? Distantly Jill recognized the voice as belonging to Cliff Cooper. Johnson, you can tell that just from sniffing her pussy?
The smell and the taste," Johnson smiled as he dramatically licked a drop of Jill's pussy juice that clung to his lips "is so much sweeter when woman's ready for a baby.
But that's not the only way. Sort of makes you think about "egg" white doesn't it? Put your finger in here. He pussy has made her juice especially slick so the man's prick can slide in extra deep and dump all those sperm as close to her womb as possible. Now did anyone notice anything else about Jill today?
When a girl is ready have a baby, her cum is thicker, slicker and quicker! There was a beautiful, aroused, fertile girl with her legs spread before him.
He was going to nail her! She opened her eyes to watch the teacher climb on top of her. Jill had always admired her Sex Ed teacher's thin muscular frame with blond hair and enchanting blue eyes. Jill liked the idea of him putting a baby in her.
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