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   "Drugged and Bred"

   by Christie

   Mf, bondage, unprotected, impregnate, impreg, impregnation, teen,
drugged, pregnant, nc

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   When my mom died I guess I expected my stepfather to send me off to live
with my estranged birth-father but he didn't.  I had figured he'd want to
date again and have a life instead of devoting himself to a
fifteen-year-old bundle of hormones.  And now here we were driving to Lake
Tahoe to spend the summer getting to know each other.

   I guess a little background is in order here, isn't it?

   When I was ten my parents broke up and it was a pretty messy divorce. 
I'll save you all the gory details but the sum of it was that both of them
were broke when the divorce was made final.  My dad headed out of state and
eventually out of the country to avoid paying alimony and child support and
that left me and my mom struggling at best.

   About two years later my mom took a job with an attorney's office as a
paralegal and, as these things go, she ended up marrying the attorney.  It
was just after my fourteenth birthday when they got married and it was just
two months after that when the doctors told them that my mom had a
malignant glioblastoma in her brain.  The months after that included trips
across the country to see doctors in New York City and that ended up
including all sorts of desperate medical measures that prolonged my
mother's life but didn't save her.

   We all knew the outcome of this all along and when it finally happened
neither myself nor my stepfather cried about it.  See, we'd already cried
and mourned all along as my mom suffered.  By the time she finally died it
came as a relief.  We were relieved for her and relieved for ourselves,
too.

   Now here we were driving along US 50 and heading for Lake Tahoe.  The
radio was playing the latest song from Amy Winehouse and the DJ commented
on her skyrocketing career after it ended.  My stepdad and I didn't say
much on the trip.  For that matter, we hadn't said much at all for the past
year or so.

   The house was really nice.  It was in Zephyr Cove right on the water and
while it wasn't one of the huge estates it still had enough land around it
that we had plenty of privacy and quiet.  We chatted a bit as we unloaded
the car and got settled in.  By about 2pm I was in my bikini and out
swimming in the lake while my stepdad was getting a late lunch together.

   "Julie!  Come on in, lunch is ready!"

   I walked into the kitchen and saw he'd gotten together a pretty nice
looking hamburger and salad.  I also looked up and caught him staring at
me.

   "What?  This bikini is just fine!" I immediately protested.

   "No, there's nothing wrong with your bikini, sweetie, I was just
wondering at how you've grown up is all."

   We chatted some more over lunch and I swore I caught him staring at my
boobs a few times.  I was mixed between being offended and complimented. 
It was sort of nice to be looked at like something other than a punky
teenager.

   After lunch I was back out to the water and the sun and it was after
sunset when I finally went in for the night.

   "Julie, you want to have a drink with me?  You're old enough."

   Wow.  My mom NEVER let me drink!

   "Yeah, that'd be awesome!  Mind if I go change first and then I'll be
back?" He nodded and I almost ran to my room to change.

   I got out of the bikini and put on a pair of boy shorts and a tank top,
my usual summer getup for night time, and tried not to run like a little
kid back to the kitchen.

   My stepdad handed me a drink that was green with a cherry in it.

   "That's an 'appletini' and I think you'll like it.  Try it."

   I did.  It was delicious!

   "Thanks, David!  This is really nice.  I appreciate it." (I had always
called him 'David')

   We sat and talked about things and I sipped on my drink.  Soon enough it
was gone and then David came back with another for me.  Not long after the
second drink was gone it was time for me to go to bed.  I wasn't drunk, but
I was definitely buzzing hard and the stairs were just a bit more of a
challenge than usual.

   ***

   The next day I got up and found a note from David that he had gone to
play golf.  That gave me most of the morning to myself and made the best of
it.  I got some coffee and a couple of rolls and went out on the patio to
have my breakfast in the cool morning air.  The lake was quiet as no one
was out on it just yet and I found myself just enjoying the peace. 
Thoughts about my mom drifted about my mind and I also wondered if maybe
someday David was going to get married again.

   As it got close to noon I went in and got myself dressed for the day.  I
picked out a tube-top sundress with sandals because it was easy and I
didn't have to wear a bra with it.  I don't mind wearing a bra but I feel
more relaxed when I'm not all armored up in one.

   Just after noon David came in seeming pretty happy from his game.  He
was all excited telling me about some football star he got to play with and
I listened to him as if I knew who he was talking about.  Joe Wyoming or
Montana or something.  Anyway, he did a lot of talking and it was my turn
to get the lunch going and I made some simple omelets with gouda cheese. 
David went off and popped a bottle of champagne saying it would 'do
justice' to the lunch I'd made!  It was really quite flattering how he was
treating me like an adult and I had no problem embracing the whole idea.

   I think he only had one glass of the champagne and he was really awesome
letting me drink most of it.  I ended up feeling the room spinning around
me and when I went to lay down and take a nap he didn't object.  I headed
outside to a hammock we had in the yard and more or less collapsed on it.
This was maybe around 2:30pm.  When I woke up I felt kind of cold and
looked down to see one of my boobs pulled out from my dress!  I must've
fallen out when I was sleeping!  It embarrassed me to death as I wondered
if David had seen me.  I got up, pulled up my dress, and headed into the
house.

   David was watching the five o'clock news when he looked up and saw me.

   "I was just getting ready to come check on you.  How you doing, baby? 
You all right?"

   Baby?  That was new.

   "Yeah, I'm fine.  I'm just going to go get something else on and I'll be
back down, okay?"

   He nodded and I went to my room to change.  Being a little too cold for
the boy shorts and all I decided on sweats and headed back downstairs.

   David looked up at me as I came down the stairs and smiled.

   "You know, that looks like a good idea.  Say, I've got a pitcher of
mojitos going there and there's a glass with your name on it.  Feel free to
help yourself."

   With that he was gone up the stairs.  The pitcher with the drink in it
wasn't the only thing on the table.  David had put out some hors d'oeuvres
and, being pretty hungry, I helped myself.  There was something that was
pretty salty and tasted like ham, but better, and then a bunch of other
things.  All of them were pretty salty and, of course, that meant I needed
something to drink.  I reached for the empty, frosted glass David had set
aside for me and filled it with the lime and mint scented drink.  I gulped
down quite a bit of it before I noticed the alcohol.  It was also a bit
gritty and bitter but I just wrote that off to the kind of drink it was.  I
poured some more and sat back to watch the news and enjoy the hors
d'oeuvres.

   The national news was just starting when David finally came along.  I
almost didn't notice him when he sat down on the sofa next to me.  He
looked pretty comfortable in his sweat pants and t-shirt.

   "You doing okay, baby?"

   There he was calling me 'baby' again.  My head was more than a little
foggy at this point.

   "Yeah," I slurred, "I'm fine.  That's a pretty strong drink you made."

   "You're just not used to it is all."

   He looked at me like he was making a decision.

   He took the remote for the TV and turned it to a music channel.  It was
one of those instrumental channels that the cable companies give you.  Then
he got up while making some small talk and turned off the lights until the
only light in the room was coming from off the lake.  It was really pretty.


   He sat down next to me, right next to me.

   "Julie, isn't the night beautiful?"

   "Yeah, it is."

   He pulled me close and held me tight and I didn't complain in the least.
I was kind of cold, he was warm, and I was getting really sleepy.

   We just sat there for a while and I drifted off to sleep.

   ***

   When I woke up the next morning I was still groggy from the drinks.  I
decided that I'd skip the alcohol that night if I could resist it.  As I
sat up in the bed I realized I was naked.  I didn't remember going to bed
and I supposed I may have just dropped my clothes...and, sure enough, there
were my sweats on the floor.  I rolled out of the bed and Miss Pussy felt a
little sore as I did so.  I touched myself and came back with some sticky
fluid and thought that it was really early for my period.  I'd just had it
a bit more than a week before.  Maybe it was just the hormone thing I'd
heard about.  In any case I let it go, got dressed and headed downstairs to
get some breakfast.

   "Hey there, sleepyhead!  How's my favorite girl today?" David pulled me
close and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

   "Fine, I guess." I yawned as I said this.  "I think I need to cut back
on the drinking a little.  It's knocking me out."

   "Okay, we'll have you take a break tonight.  For now get some lunch and
then go get cleaned up because I wanted to show you something."

   "What is it?"

   "A surprise and it won't be much of a surprise if I tell you about it,
will it?"

   "Right.  Give me a bit and I'll get myself together."

   With that he headed out the door and I watched as he walked across the
yard to the garage.

   I made a quick PB&J and then got myself into the shower.  Maybe twenty
minutes after that I felt a bit more awake and I got dressed in the tube
top sundress and walked out to the garage to see what David was going to
surprise me with.  I opened the door to the garage and saw a low-slung
shape hidden under a tarp.

   "So, uh, can I ask what the surprise is?"

   "Sure you can, baby!" He smiled at me knowing the drama was getting to
me.

   "Well?"

   "Okay, so you're fifteen now and you'll be sixteen this time next year
but I figured we'd get a jump on getting your driving instruction started
as soon as you're fifteen and a half."

   With a flourish he pulled back the tarp.

   "A Beemer?  For me???  REALLY???" I about peed myself I was so happy!

   "Yeah, baby, a BMW roadster, just like you've always talked about.  I
figured my favorite girl was going to need something better than a beater
when she got around to driving so here it is.  We'll wait until we can get
your permit but then we'll do some driving, okay?"

   It was more than okay!  I ran to David and jumped in his arms and kissed
him right on the lips!  I could tell he was kind of shocked, but it felt
like the thing to do and I gave him another little peck.

   "Thank you, David!  It's beautiful!"

   The rest of the day was pretty awesome.  David and I spent a lot of time
talking about cars and things and there was a lot of laughing and hugs.  I
was starting to see why my mom married him and I was regretting the fact
that I hadn't really paid much attention to him until after she died.

   I have to admit that I'd been kind of selfish after my mom died and I
started being more attentive to David mostly because he was the closest
thing to family I had left.  Neither of my parents had ever told me much
about their families and I never grew up knowing any relatives, or if I had
any at all.  Then when mom got sick I started to worry about ending up in
foster care so I figured I'd better be a lot nicer to David unless I wanted
to get kicked to the curb.

   And now he was being a whole lot nicer to me than I really deserved.  I
decided in that moment that it was David who deserved better from me and
that I was going to do my best to make him happy.

   ***

   The next day had me waking up feeling pretty normal for a change.  The
previous week I'd been feeling sleepy all the time and then I'd had that
soreness in the morning a couple times, too.  This day (Friday?) I was
feeling pretty good.

   I was up and out of bed before David so I headed down to the kitchen to
get some coffee and breakfast going.  I was going to take a shower
afterwards so I was just wearing a robe and panties having slept topless.
The night had been one of those rare warm nights at Lake Tahoe so I just
took advantage of it and enjoyed being bare.  Sleeping nude or somewhat
nude was a rare indulgence for me so I took it when I could.

   David was up and downstairs as soon as the smell of the hazlenut coffee
filled the house.  He had been warm, too, and was just wearing his boxers
and a t-shirt.  It was kind of comforting to think we were both so
comfortable with each other.

   The usual morning banter and small talk started up but at one point I
noticed David's eyes were not quite reaching mine.  I looked down and saw
my robe had slipped open.

   "You like what you see?" I teased him.

   "Of course, I do!  I'm a guy and we always like seeing a pretty girl."

   That didn't stop me from pulling my robe shut.  I wanted to make him
happy but not in that way.  At the same time, I'd promised myself to make
him happy.  When I got up to refill our coffee mugs I let my robe fall open
and when I turned around with the two coffee mugs in my hands I heard David
stifle a gasp.  Once I put the mugs down I tended to my modesty saying to
myself, 'The show's over!'.  Breakfast continued and when we were done we
both got up and cleared the dishes.

   "Thanks for breakfast, baby." He leaned in to kiss me on the cheek and I
turned to look up at him and our lips brushed.  It was electric.

   We locked eyes for a moment and then the moment was gone.

   ***

   The rest of the day we both avoided the subject of what had transpired
in that moment.  David went off to the golf course to meet some friend of
his and I spent the day hanging around the dock and dangling my feet in the
water.  As the sun started to set I was just beginning to wonder where
David was when I heard his car pull in to the yard.

   "Hey, babe, how was the day?" He gave me a chaste peck on the cheek as
he said this.

   "The usual.  Sat around a lot and looked at the lake, not like that ever
gets boring or anything.  It's so beautiful up here!"

   He looked out to the lake as I said this.  "Yeah, it is, isn't it?"

   He turned around to look at me and hesitated a second before saying,
"What say we go out for dinner tonight?  I'm thinking we can hit the buffet
at Harrah's and maybe walk around a little before we call it a night."

   "I'm in!  I'll go get changed, be right back!"

   Once I got to my room I shucked off my swim cover and the bikini and
started looking around for something decent to wear to dinner.  I didn't
really have much in the way of a dinner dress so I figured I'd go see if
any of my mom's dresses were still in her closet.  We were about the same
size so my chances were pretty good that I'd find something.  I opened the
door to my room and heard David downstairs mucking around with something so
I figured it was safe to go check out her closet.  I padded across the hall
and into the master bedroom and went straight to the closet.

   It took me a few tries to find something that fit.  It was a one-piece
party dress that had a bare back and a scooped neck and it looked really
mature.  I found a pair of black pumps to go with the dress and headed back
to my room to put everything on.  The dress and the shoes were the easy
part since I didn't need a bra with the outfit.  I spent a few minutes on
my makeup and then put up my hair and added a string of pearls my mom gave
me.  Looking in the mirror I looked a lot older than my years and I hoped
that David would be okay with it.

   David was waiting for me when I came down the stairs.  He looked his
usual self in a dinner jacket and black slacks.

   "Damn!  You look all grown up, Julie!  I'd swear you were ten years
older than you are!  You look fabulous!"

   He stood back to admire me and I turned around as if modeling for him.

   "I'm glad you like it!  I wanted to look good for going to dinner!"

   "Baby, it's just a buffet and you're going to be the best looking woman
in the whole fucking room!!"

   I blushed with his attention and flattery.

   As we drove the short distance to Harrah's I noticed he kept looking
over at me.  At one point he even let the car drift onto the center line of
the road he was so distracted.  It was kind of cool to know that I could do
that to him and it was also kind of surprising to me to discover the power
that women have over men.

   Now when David had said 'buffet' I was thinking like one of those chain
restaurants that serves things like Salisbury steak and lots of gravy.  Oh,
no.  Harrah's was first class, in my opinion.  They had bacon-wrapped Filet
Mignon, small New York steaks, lobster, crab, and the list goes on!  I had
a little of everything and that still ended up being a lot of food.

   Somewhere along the line David ordered two glasses of wine and the
waiter never bothered to check my ID.  I felt really mature and decided to
go ahead and enjoy the illicit drink.  I sipped on it through dinner until
it was gone...and that didn't take long at all!

   I really wish I could recall what we talked about but the evening just
became a blur of new experiences, one right after the other.  When we were
done with dinner, as promised, David took me for a walk downtonw to see the
lights and to be seen dressed up like we were.

   Just like Cinderella, the ball ended and the clock said 10pm.  It was
time to go home.

   When we got back to the house David asked me to go change for bed and
then come back down to chat for a while.  Being a warmer night I chose to
go with panties and a robe, planning to lose the robe when I finally went
to bed.

   "I made us a little nightcap.  Hope you enjoy it!" He handed me the
tumbler as I sat down on the sofa next to him.

   "Cheers!" He said and I dutifully lifted my tumbler and then took a sip.
Whatever it was it was syrupy sweet and really strong.  It also had a
bitter aftertaste and I wondered what the bitter part was.

   We sat and chatted and around eleven he turned on the news to see what
was up in the world.  I have to say that I have no idea what was on the
news because I was seriously fading by this point.  And even though I was
fading David was insistent that I finish my drink so I ended up just going
bottoms up on it and getting it done.

   I fell asleep for a while and only woke up when I felt a funny feeling
on one of my nipples.  My robe was opened and David was sitting back
watching David Letterman.  I closed up my robe and said goodnight and then
stumbled off to my room.  I don't remember getting into bed.

   ***

   Somewhere in the night I woke up with that same sensation on one of my
nipples.  It took a lot of effort on my part but I opened my eyes to see
what was going on and in the darkness I saw David suckling at me.  It was
one of those surreal moments where you just don't know if what you're
seeing is real or if it's just a dream or something.

   "David?" I ventured.

   He looked up at me.  "Hi, baby.  You were laying here and I couldn't
help myself."

   He moved up on me and kissed me on the lips.  I was too groggy to do
much about it and just let him.  His hands seemed to be all over me and a
moment of recognition hit me that I was naked.

   "Where's my panties?"

   He whispered in my ear, "I took them off for you.  They were in the
way." And then he kissed me on the neck and moved on top of me.  I felt
something move against me between my legs, sliding between my pussy lips.
God forgive me, but it did feel good even if I didn't want it.

   "David, what are you doing?"

   "I'm making love to you, Julie.  After seeing you tonight I just had to
have you.  I know you feel the same way."

   He punctuated his sentence by thrusting his hips at mine.  The feeling
between my legs was warm, soft, hard, and wet all at the same time.

   "I can't be doing this.  I'm still a virgin!"

   "Naw, don't worry about it.  You haven't been a virgin for a couple of
days now."

   He stopped to look me in the eye as I reacted to this and he smiled.  I
imagine I looked shocked or maybe horrified.  I was both of those things.
Suddenly a lot of mysteries got solved and in that moment of recognition I
sobered up.

   "Ohmigod, David, you didn't?"

   He kissed me on the lips, smothering my response.  As he did he moved up
on my body a bit more and then I felt his hips move down to meet mine.  As
he did I felt him enter my body, his cock went up, up, and up into me.  The
fullness of his cock in my body somehow seemed right.  Instinctively, I
spread my legs for him and he slid into me even deeper.  The sensation of
his balls warmly rubbing on my ass told me that he was all the way into me.
For the first time (at least in my memory) I was having sex.

   It was all about the sensations.  Feeling his weight on top of me,
holding me down.  His hands wandering all over my body.  His lips kissing
mine, kissing my neck, and suckling my breasts.  And that all-consuming
cock of his, pushing into me and retreating, over and over, over and over.
Feeling his hairy thighs between my legs, rough and tickling at the same
time.  Feeling his hairy crotch pressing against my neatly trimmed mons. 
The occasional deep thrust.  My hips rising to meet his.  A building need
in my body that was demanding a mysterious something.  A nagging question
at the back of my mind, struggling to reach the surface.

   Oh.

   "David, are you wearing a condom?"

   "Nuh-uh" he drove into me deep as he uttered this.

   "Oh, God.  We got to stop...David?"

   He seemed to pick up his pace.

   "David...please sto..unh!" He bottomed out in me.

   Something inside me understood what was about to happen and I tensed as
he pushed himself into me as far as he could and then he held himself
there. He held me tight and I was almost thinking it was over when I felt
him tremble and then swell inside me.

   "Baby, I tried."

   He thrust into me a few more times and then held it again.  This time I
felt him pulse inside me.  He moaned and thrust again and pulsed some more
before he relaxed and let himself settle down on top of me.  We just laid
there for a while until I felt him pull out of me and then he rolled off
me. Instantly I felt fluid running out of me and knew what it was.  I was
consumed by so many thoughts but with the action over now the shroud of
sleep overcame me.

   ***

   When I woke up in the morning I was alone.  I was still naked and a
quick check with my hand told me that my memory of what had happened wasn't
a dream.  I got up out of the bed and as I stood up I was stunned by the
flow of semen that came out of my pussy.  I grabbed for a tissue to stop it
from running down my leg and then made for the shower.

   The hot water cascading down my body helped to wake me up some more and
it also helped to calm me down.  The thoughts that had been on my mind when
sleep had claimed me had now resurfaced.  So much had happened.  So much
had changed.

   When I went to get dressed I found my closet was empty of everything but
my plush robe.  It was all gone!  I checked my drawers and they were empty,
too!  And my purse and my phone were gone!  What the hell was going on?

   With no choice I put on the robe and went downstairs to confront David.

   When I got to the kitchen the smell of coffee was present and so was
David.  He looked happy and was wearing a bathrobe.

   "Good morning, sleepyhead!  'Bout time you got up." He poured me a mug
of coffee and handed it to me.  I set it down on the kitchen counter and
glared at him.

   "You raped me." I said it quietly but firmly.

   "I suppose.  But I didn't hear you complaining much last night."

   "And where the fuck are my clothes?"

   He snorted a little laugh.  "What you're wearing is all you're going to
need for a while.  The rest of your things are in a safe place and you'll
get them back soon enough."

   (This was followed by several minutes of yelling, cursing, crying, and
drama that just don't need to be repeated here.  So I'm just going to cut
to where the intelligible conversation resumed.)

   I wiped the tears from my eyes and ended up sipping at the coffee more
out of anxiety than because I really wanted the coffee.

   I looked at him and he seemed concerned.

   "What?"

   "Julie, I know this isn't all hearts and flowers like you probably
thought things would be but it's what we have.  Since your mom died I've
been really lonely and the only company I've had is you and, forgive me,
but as you've grown this last year I've started to see you as a woman and
I've wanted you."

   "That didn't give you a right to rape me!"

   "You're right.  It didn't.  But what would you have done if I'd been
honest and told you how I felt?"

   I glared at him in response.

   "There, see?  You'd have been pissed at me.  So I got in my head to get
you up here and seduce you but that didn't work out so well."

   "So you got me drunk and you put something in the drinks, didn't you?"

   "Yeah."

   "What was it?  Tell me."

   He pulled in a breath and let it out.

   "It was some of your mother's sleeping pills.  Flunitrazepam, to be
specific.  She was taking them to sleep when she was sick and they worked
pretty good so I figured they'd work on you, too."

   "Keep going.  Tell me everything."

   "You want to know everything?  Really?" He was getting a little defiant.
Maybe it was being interrogated by a teenager or something, but I was
pissing him off.  Good.

   "Okay, so the first night I drugged you I put the powder in your glass
and you sucked it down.  I checked on you that night to see if it worked
and it did.  I didn't do anything that night in case you're wondering."

   "That makes it better, sure."

   "The next time you drank up the whole pitcher of mojitos and I'd put
three of the flunitrazepam in it so you got really knocked out.  That night
I went to check on you and one thing led to another and...well..."

   "That was when you took my virginity."

   He smirked.  "Yeah, that was when I took your virginity.  You were just
irresistable and it'd been so long for me and so I did it."

   "Now what?"

   "Well, now I'm thinking we can spend the rest of the summer getting to
know each other better and to have some good times and go from there."

   "You're fucking crazy if you think I'll let you touch me again!  You
FUCKING BASTARD!!" I went to slap him and he caught my wrist in his hand
and squeezed.  He kept squeezing harder until it hurt bad enough that I
fell to my knees.

   "That's better.  Julie, you need to give this a chance and make the best
of it and I promise you things will be fine."

   He was insane.  And my fucking arm hurt.

   "okay, I'll calm down.  Let go of my arm, okay?"

   As soon as he did I slapped him on his smirking face!  He instantly
slapped me right back...hard!  My bells rung and the lights went out and I
fell to the floor.  He pulled me to my feet and wasn't too gentle about it.


   "You hit me and I'll hit you harder, you got it?"

   "Yes." I rubbed my cheek and could tell it wouldn't feel better for
quite a while.

   "Now kiss me."

   I was shocked.  "What?  You're fucking kidding?  I'm not kissing you."

   He pulled me into his arms and looked down into my face.

   "I'm not asking you, I'm telling you.  Kiss me."

   He was serious and I was afraid.  I kissed him a quick peck.  He leaned
down and kissed me full on the lips.  I wanted to hate it but it felt good
and it was doing things to me.

   Breaking our kiss he looked at me.  I was stunned by it.  "There, that
wasn't so bad, was it?"

   I shook my head 'no'.

   "Okay, let's have some breakfast and see what we can do with the day."

   Breakfast followed and after some coffee it was pretty clear that both
of us were trying to get things to have some semblance of normal.  Whatever
that was.

   We spent the morning in the living room watching TV and periodically
chatting.  He'd had me sit next to him and his hands kept wandering as we
sat there.  At one point he slipped a hand under the folds of my robe to
touch my bare thigh and he explored a little while also not going too far.
And then he got up to get more coffee before coming back to sit with me.

   He flicked to the Weather Channel around ten in the morning and then
shut off the TV.

   He put out his hand to me.  "Come on.  Let's see what else we can do."

   My stomach was all in knots as he led me up the stairs.  I started to
resist a bit as he led me into his bedroom and he gave me a yank and pulled
me into the room and closed the door.

   I'd given a little yelp when he yanked at me and was feeling a bit like
a hurt puppy.

   "So, Julie, any ideas what we could do in here?"

   "No." I said it ever so quietly.

   "I know what I'd like to do." And with that he dropped his robe and
exposed himself to me for the first time.  He didn't look bad for an older
guy but it was his cock that had my attention.  It was maybe seven inches
long and a bit more round than a Polish sausage and it was going up and
down on its own.  And that strange, throbbing thing had been all the way
inside me twice.

   I looked at the door and he saw it.

   "Don't even think about it.  Now get into the bed and let's see what we
can do to pass the time."

   I didn't move and he waited a moment before coming close enough to me to
try to pull my robe off my shoulders.  I held the robe even tighter.

   "Remember downstairs when I slapped you?"

   I looked at him but didn't respond.

   "Julie, I asked if you remembered downstairs when I slapped you this
morning and now you need to answer me."

   "Yeah, I remember it."

   "Good.  Now you're going to be a good girl and let me take off your robe
or else I'm going to hit you again and then I'll take off your robe, got
it?"

   I nodded yes and he pulled the robe off my shoulders and let it drop to
the carpet.  He immediately went to cup one of my boobs and I crossed my
arms over them.

   "Julie, if you want to play this way you know I'll win.  Now put your
arms down."

   I did as I was told and he took me by the waist, leaned down, and kissed
my boobs.

   "There, that didn't hurt at all, did it?" He kissed me on the lips again
and pulled me close.  His cock obscenely poked into my belly and I felt a
little bit of moisture coming from it.

   "Okay, get in the bed." He pulled back the covers and motioned for me to
get in the bed and I did.

   I scooted over as he got in the bed next to me.  I went to roll away
from him and he gently held my shoulder down as he scooted up to me and put
a leg over me.  I could feel his cock alongside my leg.

   I'll admit that it felt good to be warm.

   He kissed me on the cheek and then worked his way to my neck and sucked
on it.  I went to struggle a little bit and he just held me tighter.  He
came up for air and kissed me full on the lips.  It was slow and gentle and
soft and it distracted me as his hand went to my boobs.  When he started
rubbing my nipple the feeling was pretty amazing and I felt my body flush
with heat.

   "Not bad, huh?" He was smiling and seemed for a moment like the David
who always cared about me.

   I didn't respond and he just went back to kissing me and feeling my
body. I didn't know what to do with my hands and I slowly gave myself to
just letting them rest against the sides of his chest and his waist.

   He put a finger to my jaw and pulled my lips open and then kissed me
again.  This time his toungue came into my mouth and sought out my toungue.
I couldn't pull away and just let him do his thing.  I didn't realize that
this was getting him turned on even more until the leg had draped over me
forced my knees apart.  Now his leg was between my knees but his other leg
and, more importantly, his cock, were still on the other side of my leg.

   The toungue thing eventually got my attention and I moved my toungue
around in response to his.  His hand came up and gently held my head as we
kissed and at the same time I felt him move against me.

   He broke our kiss and tried to get his other leg between my knees and I
didn't budge.

   "Spread your legs."

   I did what I was told and was now at his mercy.

   He settled himself on top of me and his cock slipped against my pussy.
He kissed me again, lightly, before his tougue probed at my lips.  I
yielded to him and as his toungue entered me he started pushing his cock
against my pussy.

   I couldn't help but spread my legs a bit wider to make it more
comfortable to have this man on top of me.  As I did his cock slipped into
me and my body tensed as he started to thrust at me.  He went deeper into
me with each push until he was finally snug against me.  I marveled
thinking that all of that thing was now inside me.

   He broke our kiss and looked me in the eye as he started to get his
rhythm going.  Things were happening for me, too, even if I didn't want
them to.  It was like a pressure building inside of me that had to be let
out.  With each of his thrusts the pressure would grow by just that much. I
was wondering what was going to happen when he suddenly started thrusting
at me faster and then he went deep, making me gasp with the pain, and I
felt him pulsing again.

   "Are you trying to make me pregnant?"

   He collapsed on top of me making it hard to breathe.

   "Oh, yeah.  It was the one thing I never got to do with your mom was to
have kids with her.  It'd be freaking awesome to have a baby with you."

   "David, I'm too young to be having a baby!  Oh my God, I haven't even
gotten out of high school yet!"

   He kissed me on the cheek.

   "I don't care and neither should you.  You'll never need to work and
someday when you're eighteen we'll get married and make it all legal."

   No way in Hell was I ever going to marry him.  No way.

   "Julie, maybe it'll happen, maybe it won't.  All I want right now is to
be with you and have you.  And I want you to enjoy this, too."

   He rolled off me and I rolled away from him.  I sat there thinking about
my possible futures and thought about the things that were now
impossible...like giving my virginity to my husband on my wedding night.

   I started to get out of the bed and he pulled me back and held me
against him.  His wet cock coldly pressed up against my ass.  In that
moment I became aware of the musky scent of sex and a lot of thoughts went
through my mind about how that scent had come about.

   ***

   David started snoozing but he wasn't asleep enough to let me sneak out
of the bed.  When I did try to move his arm held me tight and I gave up. 
Given that I was exhausted both physically and emotionally it wasn't long
before I slipped into sleep.

   When I awoke again I was somewhat confused.  The pressure I mentioned
before was back and it was as if it were already halfway to where it needed
to be.  David's arms were around me and I could him him breathing hard
behind me.  Then I felt him deep inside me, slowly moving himself in and
out.  He didn't pull out of me very much but instead kept himself deep in
me.  His hand lazily massaged my boob, fingering my nipple.

   I just lay there and...enjoyed...the gentle lovemaking (calling it a
'fuck' seemed wrong).  Despite how I'd gotten started in the world of sex I
had to admit that I was enjoying what David was doing to me.  Gently, I
pushed my hips back at him to let him get deeper and he instantly responded
to me.  He started stroking my back and my belly and the pressure inside me
started to grow.  It started in my toes and seemed to just tingle its way
all over my body at the same time until it just crashed on me.  I moaned as
I felt my pussy contracting around David's cock and then he moaned as he
let go.

   We must have stayed there connected like we were for a good fifteen
minutes before I moved and felt his limp cock flop out of me.

   "Now you know what sex is all about."

   All I could say was a satisfied, "M-hmmm".

   ***

   David was the one who got up and got showered first and after he left
the room I went back to my own room and did the same.  After I dried off I
noted that I still just had my robe to wear and I wondered if David would
let me have my clothes back now.  I pulled on my robe and headed
downstairs.

   In the kitchen David had some hot dogs boiling on the stove top and
there was some bread out, as well.

   "Hi."

   "Hey, sweetie!  I've got some dinner going here and it'll be ready
pretty quick.  You want something to drink?"

   "Maybe a glass of wine?" I was curious if the bar was closed now that he
didn't need to drug me.

   "Sure, red or white?"

   "Sweet?"

   He laughed.  "Yeah, we have a moscato in the wine fridge, you want to
pull it out and I'll open it."

   I found the bottle and handed it to him to open as we talked.

   "So Julie had an orgasm!  Was that your first?" He was pretty happy
about this.

   "Yeah." It was still kind of personal to me.

   "The first of many, I'm sure.  Sex is like potato chips, once you get
started you can't have just one."

   I smiled and took the glass of wine as he handed it to me.

   "You going to let me have my clothes back now?"

   "Nope.  Not yet.  I kind of like you the way you are and I think I want
you to be that way for a while."

   I sipped at my wine and was pleased to find it sweet but not too sweet.

   "What about maybe doing something about birth control?  I'm still not
wanting to get pregnant."

   "Honestly, sweetie, lots of people try really hard to get pregnant and
they never do.  I don't think you'll catch so soon and don't want you to
worry about it.  When the time comes we'll think about birth control but
for right now I just want us to get used to each other, okay?"

   "Sure."

   He handed me a plate with a couple of hot dogs and we went out to the
living room to eat.

   We spent the evening watching TV and generally not talking about sex. 
When it was late enough David had me come sleep in his bed "just to be
close to each other" and said that we probably had had enough for one day.
While he wasn't right up on me I could feel his warmth in the bed and while
I was still nervous, confused, and worried about things it did feel nice to
have him there.

   ***

   In the morning I managed to wake up before David did and I rolled over
to look at him.  He was lying on his back and breathing like he was in a
deep sleep.  I looked him over and stared at him for a while and then
noticed the tent over his crotch.  It looked sort of comical to see this
thing just poking up like that!  I reached under the sheets to touch it and
found it hard and velvety.  The tip of it was spongy and it was hairy at
the base.  I could tell he wasn't into 'manscaping' and somehow it seemed
more manly to me.  I stroked it along its length and imagined that thing
inside me.  Then the thought occured to me that it had already been deeper
inside my body than my fingers ever had.  It had touched places inside me
that no one else had ever touched.  In some way it seemed sort of wondrous.


   I looked at David's face again and was surpised to see him awake and
looking at me.

   I snatched my hand back and he caught it in his.

   "That's okay, kitten," he said while bringing my hand back to his cock,
"I don't mind if you're curious.  You have every right to be so you touch
anything you want."

   He rolled towards me to make it easier to explore his body and he pulled
on my shoulder to get me to face him.

   He opened his legs to let me explore and guided my hand to feel his
balls and everything else.  At the same time he reached for my body and
motioned for me to spread my legs.  I did and his hand went right to my
pussy.  I started to stroke his cock with my hand and he responded by
slipping a finger into me.  He started pressing and pulling at me inside
and the feeling was pretty awesome.  I felt the flush go all over me.  I
would've been content to let him finish like that but then he rolled onto
his back and pulled me onto him.

   His cock was poking me in the belly until he took me by the side and
pulled me up on his body.  His cock poked at me and then I moved a little
and gasped as it suddenly plowed into me.

   "Sit up." he told me and took me by the shoulders to sit me up.  I had
to pull my legs up until I was kneeling on him with his cock in me.  With
his hands on my hips he guided me down on him until his cock bottomed out
in me.

   "I can't go any further!" I protested as he tried to get me to sit all
the way on him.

   "Sure you can, just relax and sit down.  Take your time."

   He started gently thrusting into me as I tried to sit down and that
helped.  It wasn't all that comfortable when I finally got him all the way
in me but I did feel a little satisfaction at doing what he'd asked of me.

   "Okay, now the trick is to just enjoy this.  We're going to just love on
each other and not do a lot of this (he pushed inside me) while we're
loving each other.  Just let your hands do what they want and I'll do the
same."

   For at least fifteen minutes we just explored each other like he said. I
drifted a hand down to feel where he entered me and at one point he even
touched my asshole, which made me giggle.  His hands were on my boobs and
my hands were on his chest.  Different from the pressure I'd felt before
was a kind of glow that slowly came over me.  As the glow grew I realized
that his cock being all the way in me wasn't so uncomfortable anymore.

   Then he put his hands on my belly and felt it.  He'd run his hands over
it and up to my boobs and then back down to my mons.  Every few moments
he'd stop with his hands on my belly and then this one time he did it he
started to thrust into me.

   Oh.  My.  God!  That felt good!

   I rose up on him just to let myself slip back down and then he pulled me
down to kiss him.  Once I was pressed into his chest I started humping on
his cock and I noticed he had stopped moving.  He was letting me do it all.
I thought about it and remember thinking that I was having sex with him and
it was now my idea to do it.

   I didn't get to do that for too long before he started to answer my
humping with his own.  My glow was growing and I could tell he was getting
close, too.  When I started to go off I felt the contractions in my pussy
and I know he did, too.  He pushed me up into a sitting position as I was
going off and then thrust as deep as he could.

   That hurt!

   And at the same time I was in the throes of my second orgasm and didn't
care!  No sooner was I in ecstasy than I felt his cock start spraying into
my depths.  I could feel every jet of semen as it splashed against my
cervix and with the orgasm ebbing and flowing it was all a very spiritual
moment for a young lady!

   The second that it all ended I fell off him to my side and didn't care
in the least that I was leaking sperm all over the bed.

   It was a couple of minutes before either of us spoke.

   "Okay, Julie, what if I want to make you pregnant now?  Are you going to
let me?"
   "Oh, yeah!"