MAUREEN by John P Copyright© 2011 My wife was one of nine kids which meant that when her brothers and sisters began to procreate, we were often inundated with the resulting nieces and nephews. Of interest to me were the three oldest of the nieces. I had many a hard willy while they were around but managed to keep it hidden from my wife. The oldest of the three was Maureen, the result of a clandestine affair between the 15-year-old elder sister of my wife and a much older adult. The shit had hit the fan at the revelation of the pregnancy of the schoolgirl but indignation had been replaced by satisfaction once he had said he would marry her. She was a pretty baby, I'm told, and was immediately the apple of her teen-aged mother's eye. She grew up pretty, with black hair, dark eyes and an Italian/Greek complexion. I suppose she was about 10 when I first met her and she certainly attracted me. She visited regularly and was quite a pleasant child. I never had any sexual feelings towards her. But she grew up, got older, and her tits began to develop - and I started to take notice. So did she. She was 13 at the time she started flirting with me and I was about 25. Maureen's tits had grown steadily and she was fast becoming a young woman. She used to come to our house visiting and I would catch her watching me from time to time. I've never kidded myself that I was handsome so I suppose I was quite flattered. My wife didn't spot it because we had 2 young kids and a baby just a few months old and you can imagine how much attention they needed. Anyway, she was visiting one day and my wife had to go out shopping, leaving me and Maureen on our own. While I was sat in a chair, Maureen came over and sat on the arm. She leaned down and kissed me! I responded and my hands began to wander to her tits. As I touched her, she didn't flinch so I tried to get through her clothes to get to bare flesh. We could be seen from the street so I stood up and led her into the kitchen. Once there, I could open her blouse and lift her bra to free those magnificent young tits. I had to bend down a bit because she was quite short compared to me. They were wonderful, nice and really firm with big nipples. I took a nipple into my mouth while feeling her other tit with my hand, toying with the nipple. She started getting excited and I could hear her breathing getting heavier. Then she put her hand on my crotch, feeling my dick! I was really getting worked up now and started kissing her. But in the back of my mind, I was worried about my wife coming home and catching us. I had an idea. I led her into the living room again and got her to watch for my wife coming because we could see the road for a long way. She had arranged her outer clothing so nobody could see her tits from outside but my hands could go underneath and feel her up. I bent her over with her elbows on the window sill and stood behind her. In those days, she wore a skirt so I hiked it up and pulled down her knickers. She didn't object at all so I went for it. My hands felt that she had a very wet cunt so, being in a hurry, I wanted to fuck her before my wife came home. I took out my very hard dick from my pants and ran it around her soaking cunt-lips. I found the hole and pressed against it. It gave way and I was in that lovely young cunt! I pushed all the way until I was all the way in. God, so hot, so wet. I fucked her with no finesse and she moaned all the time, her hand reaching back to touch my side from time to time. I lasted no time at all, and without a thought about the risk of pregnancy, I shot a massive amount of spunk all the way up inside her. At that point, she put one hand behind her, just squeezing my side while I shot the entire load of spunk into her womb. I held onto her waist while all this was happening, then ran both hands up her body to feel those lovely tits again. She had been gasping while all this was going on but I don't think, with hindsight, that she had an orgasm. I had no thought about getting her off because we men didn't bother too much in those days about our partner, the age of "new men" hadn't been invented then. I stepped back and she calmly pulled up her knickers and dropped her skirt. Away from the window again, she arranged her outer clothing again. I sat down again, not knowing what to say but she just bent down again and kissed me. She asked if she could meet me sometime and I explained it was difficult because of my job. I was a truck driver so never knew when I was coming home and the mobile phone had not been invented yet. However, after that, when she had been babysitting for us, I used to run her home afterwards. I had a green Ford Zephyr then with a bench seat so she'd pull her knickers to one side and lie back on the seat while I would get on my knees in front of her and fill her full of spunk again. She always wanted to see me again so I was in shagger's heaven! But my wife started to get suspicious because it was taking 25 minutes instead of 10 minutes to take her home so I had to cool it a bit. I got a new job with a truck of my own so I arranged with her to be at a phone box at a certain time each time I came back after being on the road for a couple of days. I would ring her on my way home and she would wait until I picked her up from outside the phone box. Then it was off to a lay-by where I would sit on the passenger bench seat while she straddled me. My pants would be down, her knickers would be off and I could feel those lovely tits while she fucked me. Trouble was that our juices were all over my dick and pubic hair when I came inside that hot wet cunt. I had to make sure that I cleaned myself at home before my wife could smell the sex on me. Occasionally, I'd drop the truck off at the factory and come home in my car, picking her up at the phone box before driving off to a remote place to sexually abuse this under-age girl. Believe me when I tell you that this girl was no victim, she was a predator. And I was the prey. It was a typical that as soon as we parked, I'd reach over to her in the passenger seat and kiss her and my hand would stray to her tits. While kissing, she'd undo whatever clothing was there so it was easy for me to reach in and fondle her. It was less like the action of a child and more like you'd expect of a prostitute. Her legs would be wide open before I even thought of adventuring down there and by the time it came to feel up her cunt, it was always soaking. This evening had started as usual but it had occurred to me that she never wanked me. I'd fucked her, licked her out and done all manner of things but wanking me off had never figured in any of it. Tonight, I'd see how good she was. Her upper clothes were open and I'd been exercisng my mouth on her breasts and my tongue on those gorgeous nipples. Her knickers were wet with her juice so I took down my pants and brought my prick into view. She looked at it and when I asked if she wanted to play with it, she suddenly became reticent. I was worked up by this time and, as she watched, I started stroking it. She was watching intently and I expected she would take over at some point. After a couple of minutes, she was still watching, taking in the sight of her uncle masturbating. She wasn't masturbating too but just watching. I was getting close and I realised I couldn't just shoot all over the place so just before my body went rigid, I said through my deep breathing and gritted teeth, "I'm coming! Kiss it!" She went straight down and put her mouth over my cock, just in time to catch all the spunk I'd started shooting. My hips were fucking, her mouth was sucking and my spunk was being delivered to her belly, her hands cupping my balls as she sucked. That little girl sucked me dry. She sucked every sperm from me till there was nothing left to give her. The dirty little bitch had gladly taken my cock in her mouth, yet had been unwilling to wank me off. I'd never known another girl or woman who did that. I played with her wet pussy, thrusting my fingers deep inside her, wondering why she wasn't tighter. Shortly she started making gagging noises in her throat and I realised she was getting close to orgasm. She came as hard as a grown woman, gripping my fingers inside her hot wet love channel. Once it subsided, she slumped back in the seat. It was over, time to head home. On the way home, I gave thought to the strange phenomenon that made a girl happy to suck cock but unwilling to wank a man off. I never found out the reason but my mind thought that maybe her dad had made her give him a hand-job in the past and it hadn't gone well. As usual, when I dropped her off, she would ask me to see her again, giving me the earnest eyes of a girl in love. I always said yes and she would go home happy. Sometimes when we were together, she would mention wanting a baby. I'd skate over this, my usual insensitivity taking over, and do the male thing of ignoring anything to do with commitment. This seemed to work most of the time and it didn't change things between us so I got away with it. However, one of these times, I must have weakened and, stupidly, I agreed to get her pregnant. She agreed to keep my name out of it so I thought I'd be safe. This was the middle of an afternoon and I drove us to a closed restaurant car park, parking in the corner out of sight of the road. It didn't matter much really because the car had tinted windows and nobody could look in. I lowered the passenger seat flat and, as she lay there, I joined her. She undressed herself and lay there naked. She was beautiful with her perfect skin, pert breasts and erect nipples, sparse black pubic hair leading to the object of my desire. I stripped quickly and lay down again, feeling the hot skin of this preteen who I would breed today. She looked at me with those eyes full of earnestness and adoration. I was hooked. I wanted this little girl to have a big belly, to carry the proof of my virility and fertility before her. The wires in my brain had short-circuited, conspiring to make lust overcome sense. I sucked the nipple that would feed my baby, imagining myself suckling at the other engorged nipple, tasting the sweet breast milk while she looked down at me, smiling. That image aroused me so much that I turned her over onto hands and knees and pushed my very hard cock into her hot wet depths. She moaned and I did too. I was going to make her pregnant, a mum before she was 14. The idea was so sexy and made me so hot. Fuck her, fuck her, shoot inside her, fill her up with spunk, fuck a baby into her. I'd completely lost it now with those thoughts in my head, I fucked her. I mounted her back, pushing, sweating, concentrating on getting every millimetre of cock inside her. She was groaning, moaning, sighing with each movement inside her. My hands clasped her tits tightly and I squeezed. Making it last was not an issue here; no more thoughts of subtle pleasure but rutting, the urgent need of male to breed with a beautiful female, even if she was a child. I was fucking her vigorously from behind and, just before I came, I asked in a very shaky voice did she want a boy or a girl. She answered breathily that she didn't care as long as it looked like me. That did it. I pushed every millimetre of cock into her and held her tightly, feeling every shot of my spunk go into her. She was making gagging noises again, and she sighed each time she felt another spurt of sperm go deeply into her. As I felt the spasming of my cock reducing, I stayed in place until I was sure all the dribbles had also gone inside her. My hands now fondled her breasts gently now instead of squeezing as I'd done at the height of my passion. She was still breathing hard but not trying to escape me, holding still on trembling legs and arms while she began to recover from the savage breeding. It was done. I had bred her. The 13-year-old pussy had received fertile sperm from a virile male and the job was done. I released my hold on her and settled back into my own seat. She turned around and lay on her back and looked at me with those earnest adoring eyes again. The mother of my baby was looking at me. I looked again at her breasts and the nipples my baby would feed from. Some weeks later, I got a phone call at work. She said she was pregnant and I thought, 'Fucking hell, what do I do now?' For the next couple of weeks, I waited for the shit to hit the fan. Finally word came that Maureen had to go into hospital for a small operation and would be in there a couple of days. Her mother had let it be known that some growth had developed on her bum and it had to be removed. When she came out, I visited her at home and, as I suspected, her mother had made her have an abortion. She was 14 by now so I suppose it was sensible. None of this had dampened her enthusiasm for sex but we had to wait a while until she had healed completely before we could start once more. We carried on having sex like this for a few years until we moved from Lancashire down to Gloucestershire. Anyway, I found out later that I was not the only one enjoying her favours. It turned out that she had been fucking another 2 uncles before me so God knows at what age she started all this. EPILOGUE She had lots of boyfriends but nobody offered to marry her. She never had kids. I suspect that having a baby was her dream and I'm sure she hated her mother for making her have the abortion when she was just 14. I must have put gallons of spunk inside that girl over the years and her passion never waned in all that time. I'm pretty sure that she would have loved for me to run off with her and make a family with her but she never actually came out and suggested it. She's now in her 50s and I saw her at a family funeral a couple of years ago. She'd got married to a soldier and she'd just moved back from Cyprus or somewhere like that and the husband would be following behind her so I haven't met him yet. END