Virgin Girl 2

Southern Comfort – Chapter 3…
Just a quick update, before I get to the good-stuff…. My real name is Riley Ramsax and back when this happened, I was just a couple months from my twenty-fifth birthday – however, since finding an Ohio drivers-license in a bar in Florida, I’d been using the identity of a nineteen-year-old guy named Tom Stone. I’d tumbled into a tiny little town, deep in the ‘Heat of Dixie’ where a man made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. He wanted me to take his beautiful young teenaged daughter’s virginity and hopefully knock her up in the process. Well, I don’t think the man had any idea how much his proposal really turned me on. I don’t know exactly how many kids I’d fathered by that point – probably half-a-dozen, maybe more – all by girls who were too drunk, or too drugged to realize that I was filling their cunts with big, gooey wads of my sperm… I can’t explain what it was about making a girl pregnant that excited me so much, but it did. And as I stood there, looking down at the beautiful, young, naked girl, several factors combined to make me more excited than I’d ever been in my life. . She was one of the first girls I’d fucked who was completely conscious and aware of what I was doing. She was also the youngest girl I’d ever had. Not only did I have her father’s permission and blessing to deflower his baby-girl, but he was paying me very well to breed his daughter; the man wanted a grandchild. I also had reason to suspect that once my child was growing in his daughter’s womb and he had no worries of impregnating her himself, that he planned on fucking his own daughter. But anyway, I guess I should get on with it.

…There we were in her very-pink bedroom. We were both naked. She was on her bed, on her back with her ass right up to the edge and her legs handing down to the floor. I still had the taste of her cherry pussy in my mouth after spending some time fingering her and eating her out. I’d felt her hymen with my finger, so I knew without a doubt that the girl was indeed a virgin, and as tight as her hole squeezed my finger, I seriously wondered if I’d actually be able to get my big, fat cock inside her without doing serious damage to her young cunt. I had a feeling that the girl’s father was right outside the bedroom-door, listening to what was happening inside. The man had also promised me that regardless of what he heard, he would not interrupt us and I had a feeling that his little girl was going to be making a lot of noise when I started to stick it in her.

I had one hand very lightly wrapped around my cock and was sniffing the forefinger of my other hand, which had just come out of her sopping-wet hole. She had a few tears flowing from her eyes, knowing full-well what I was about to do to her, more fear than excitement showing in her expression. The little mounds of her developing tits were swollen and red from me sucking on them and both her tiny little nipples were erect as my big cock. I told her I would be gentle and I hoped that I would retain enough control over myself so that I could take it easy. I hadn’t gotten off in almost three days and I was horny as hell! I also hoped that I’d be able to get my cock inside her before I shot my wad. I could have gotten myself off by tightening my hand around my cock and giving it a stroke or two, I was that close.