Continued adventures with the daughter of my mom’s best friend

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If you’ve read my previous post, you’ll know who Kim is. Go read it to catch up.

After the New Year’s Eve fuck fest at her parent’s house, Kim and I didn’t have much contact. This was back in the days of rotary phones so calling someone always wasn’t really an option.

I had spent this particular Saturday drinking with my buddies. Once again, I was hammered. I lived about 15 miles from town and 20 miles from where her parents lived. I lived alone in pretty spartan conditions.

Barely functioning I hear a knock on my door. I had no idea who would be visiting me now and I stumbled to the door. Low and behold it was Kim. She was all made up but dressed in her casual clothes. Very tight jeans and a shirt that showed off her big tits.

I invited her in and offered her a beer. We sat and talked for a bit. She was pissed I hadn’t called her since our night of intimacy. Of course, I told her I had been busy. She seemed to get over it. She walked over and sat on my lap and started kissing me. We made out on the couch for a bit when I asked her if she was interested in taking a shower. She said it sounded great and since I really needed one it would kill two birds with one stone.

We quickly stripped and jumped in the shower. I was in love with her tits and was really soaping them up. We were making out, tongues wrestling in each other’s mouths. I started to fingerbang and she started moaning. She was stroking my cock as she raised one leg to rest her foot on the edge of the tub. I was surprised she allowed her hair to get wet and her makeup to wash off. By now it didn’t matter.

She was a short girl, probably 5’2. She laid down in the bottom of the tub and pulled me onto her. She took my cock and guided into her really wet pussy. We started fucking. The shower was raining down water on us, she was thrusting her hips into me, and moaning loudly. Soon I could feel her legs begin to shake. She arched her back, moaned loudly, and orgasmed. I felt her pussy pulsing around my cock.

I wondered I’d done pretty good since my legs were bent up against the faucet. I’m 6’1 so a typical tub is a real bitch to have sex in the missionary position. I trooped on.

The bottom of the tub was hurting her back and she said we should get out. We did and dried off. We jumped into my bed, and I immediately went down to suck up any of her cum that was left inside her pussy. I was flicking my tongue over her clit, tongue fucking her, and generally showing her a great time.

She wanted my cock inside of her and made it clear. Make love to me know, she said. Kim would never use the word fuck. I mounted and started pumping away. I was close, real close. That’s when she told me she was ovulating, and I should pull out. She wasn’t on birth control. As a good Catholic girl, she didn’t us bc.

My god I wanted to nut inside her. I would pull out and let things calm down and then stick my dick back into her and fuck some more. Her pussy was so fucking wet I could feel her juices running down my balls. Each time I got close to I pulled out. She had several orgasms while we fucked.

Not knowing much about ovulation, I asked her what the chances of her getting pregnant were if I shot my load inside her. She said 100%. Now she was not opposed to letting fill her with my seed. I wondered this was really odd. She said she was good with it but there could be consequences. I jumped on her again and pumped away. This time I pulled out and shot my load all over her gorgeous tits. She smiled, laughed, and loved watching me spray cum on her.

She said now what do we do. I said, clean it up. She started wiping the cum up with her finger and eating it. Not wanting her to feel like I was a slacker, I took one of her cum covered nipples in my mouth and at my own cum off of her. She must have loved that because she let out a moan and had another orgasm. She then told me she could orgasm simply by nipple stimulation. We wiped up the cum and then kissed. I had cum all over my face, and she licked it off.

We fell asleep and spent the night cuddled up. The next morning, I was so hung over. My head was pounding. She was ready to fuck again but I said there was no way it was happening. She acted like she didn’t mind and got up to shower. I joined her and we washed the cum off of each other.

She was ready to leave and told me to call her more often from now on. She then asked me what I would do if she got pregnant. There was a hanger on the counter I had used for something. I picked it up and bent it, so it looked like a hand mixer with a crank handle. She was so fucking pissed. She slammed the door as she left. I was so hungover I didn’t give a shit.

She may have been mad, but she still fucked me one more time. That’s another story.

NSFW: yes

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