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We all do silly or stupid things in our lives. Sometimes we learn by our mistakes, sometimes we go on and repeat them again. Thinking, phew that was a close call…. but what the heck, I got away with it so it doesn’t really matter. Some unfortunately don’t get away with it and pay the ultimate penalty…their lives. I was lucky and I did learn from my experience so I can now relate it to you.

I was still at school, around fifteen or sixteen at the time. I guess I was just like any other silly teen-age schoolgirl. My bedroom plastered with who ever was our latest idol…couldn’t wait to become grown up. Parents were just a drag, after all what did they know about teen-age daughters, always wanting to spoil you’re fun. “No Laura, you can’t go out dressed like that…what will the neighbors think?”

“But Sally Holstrom’s parents let Sally dress like this” my stock standard reply, as it was Sally’s reply to her parents. After all we were teen-agers for god’s sake, we knew it all. “You worry too much mum…I know how to take care of myself” did I? Well I thought so.

It was most probably my school uniform that attracted him. I think it attracted most men like him. Short skirts almost showing our knickers, school blouse unbuttoned mainly. Yes his mind must have been working overtime as he cruised past us each day, eyeing each and every one of us, until he finally decided I was the one. Short skirt, long legs and blond hair held in a ponytail…yes I was the one. Like a lion or wild animal, following the herd and finally deciding on its next meal…I was the one.

I’d never seen him cruising or eyeing us up and I guess neither had any of the other girls…after all why should we? We had more important things on our mind…like who was going out with whom and did Sandra Potts really sleep with Jason Rhodes…nah it was all made up surely. Like most girls we had discussed sex. “Given the chance would you…? And so the discussion would begin on would you or wouldn’t you…most said they would like to try it…but were a little scared to do so.

The first time he came to my attention was when he drove slowly passed me and waved. I instinctively waved back, after all most of us do, someone waves at you and you wave back, then think who the heck was that, I don’t know them. Perhaps they were waving to someone else, or had mistaken me for someone else…let’s be honest we’ve all done it haven’t we.

It wasn’t coincidence that I saw him again whilst I was crossing the road. His car, a very nice silver Jaguar cruised past me…the drivers smiling face and a little wave in my direction. This time I didn’t return the wave, but there was no mistaking it was addressed to me, after all there was no one else next to me.

I was being followed…stalked I suppose is the correct term. I was starting to see him more and more. The Mall, the high street shops, any where I went he seemed to pop up, always a charming friendly smile and a wave.

I guess I just got used to seeing him, he never seemed to pose any threat and perhaps I had an admirer, albeit an older man…well he seemed about the same age as dad and was handsome.

I never divulged to my friends that this guy was following me…as a group we continued to confide our fantasies with one another. One of mine was having an affair with an older guy…which surprisingly two other friends also had similar fantasies.

The thing was I started having sexual fantasies about this guy…what I’d let him do if we ever got to meet…my finger suddenly becoming his penis. I found myself responding more and more to his smiles and little waves…encouraging him I guess, the more I responded the greater his confidence became.

It was the week of our exams. I’d pinched one of dads’ cigarettes to smoke later in the day…I know, I know smoking’s not good for you…stunts your growth or something.

I was in the high street and had just taken a lungful of nicotine when the guy came out of the shop and banged straight into me…suddenly my heart was racing like mad and my legs turned to jelly.

“Oh sorry love…my fault…should have been looking where I was going….you OK?” he asked

“Oh…yes…yes…thanks” I stammered.

He produced a packet of cigarettes, removed one and asked me for a light.

“Forgot to ask for matches” he said.

Once he got it going he took a lungful of smoke, exhaled then offered the pack to me.

“Would you like me to give you one?” he asked.

Of course this had no reference to the packet of cigarettes he was holding in front of me. It was the easiest and safest way to ask if I wanted a shag, after all if questioned all he had done was offer me a cigarette.

I blushed a little, my heart started to pound faster, I smiled and looked nervously at the people around me. No one was the least bit interested in my admirer or me. I was starting to tremble, not with the cold but with excitement. Oh god he wanted us to go somewhere and fuck. Now if I’d been sensible I would have told him to get lost you perverted old bugger…but I didn’t, instead I said yeah…ok, I would.

The cigarettes now vanishing into his pocket, he’d received the answer he wanted and didn’t need them anymore

He smiled that charming smile “That’s good…can I give you a lift home?”

“Yeah…that would be good” I replied.

He steered me away from the high street to the car park area. The amber lights flashed on his car as he pointed the auto door key toward it. It looked new and shiny, with real leather trim, unlike dads Toyota and the doors shut with a clunk, rather that a bang.

“Best you buckle up love…don’t want anything to happen to you eh?”

Once buckled…he started the car which purred like a cat and we left the area.

Of course he had not asked where I lived, because we weren’t heading in that direction…well not yet. He kept to the commercial side of town, passing workshops, factories and derelict building. I watched the world slip by…then felt his hand on my thigh…my skirt was well up so I was showing plenty of it. His hand was hot and he, like me, seemed to be trembling a little, perhaps he was as nervous as I was. I made no attempt to move it; I saw little point in doing so. It merely endorsed what I was in his car for. His hand moved up and between my thighs. I parted my legs a little, a searching finger found my wet pussy.

“Oh I see you want this as much as me eh?”

When I turned toward him. His face was bathed in a broad smile.

He turned the car into a derelict building site, the building itself long gone. “Good Commercial site for sale” read the Real Estate sign.

He parked the car up beside an old wall that had once formed part of the building and turned off the engine…silence.

I heard the click of his seat belt as he unfastened it, followed by another as he undid mine…the seat belt retracting silently and smoothly.

He put his arm was around my shoulder and I was looking into his blue eyes…which seemed to shine bright.

“You’re a very beautiful young girl you know” he said

I blushed and said thank you, his fingers already undoing the buttons on my blouse. With the last one undone he pulled it apart and gazed at my bare midriff and bra covered breasts. One hand cupping and squeezing.

“Mmmm that feels nice…you have nice tits as well my love”

I gave a smile and again thanked him for the compliment.

His lips brushed gently against mine. “What’s your name love?” he asked.

“Laura…Laura Bishop” I murmured.

“Mmmm I like it…you suit Laura” he said, then his lips were kissing mine full bodied and passionate. I gave a murmur and putting my hands behind his neck, pulled him toward me…mouths open…tongues fighting each other’s in deadly combat.

I had learned to kiss. I’d learned in the back seat of different boy friends cars…whilst they had all come close to getting it…none had succeeded so far.

His hand had not been idle…I felt it under my bra, pushing it upward and over my breasts…now his hand grabbed and squeezed bare flesh…finger and thumb twirling my nipple, making breasts firm and nipples stand on end…I squirmed, moaned and sighed at his touch.

The kissing stopped, his mouth found my breast and started to suckle upon it. “Oh god…oh my god” I moaned.

The hand that had been attached to my breast, was now working up my leg and thigh. I twisted toward him a little, parting my legs part. His fingers looped under my panties, found my wet pussy and slid inside.

“Oh my gosh…you want this as much as I do don’t you?” he said as his fingers slid and slurped inside my wet pussy.

“Mmm…yes…yes, I do” I murmured in response, bighting my lip.

“Let’s go in the back seat…it’s easier to fuck in there sweetheart”

The car windows were already steaming up, a faint haze now starting to form.

We quickly went from front to back, if anyone was watching us we never noticed, then again we never really looked.

He stretched me out fully, pushed my legs apart and lay between them, taking up where we had left off, then I felt his hands tugging at my panties, coaxing them down. Suddenly I panicked… I’d gone this far with other guys before and then had stopped…went no further.

“No…no… I can’t…I just can’t” I said, pushing against him.

“Oh come on honey…you can…you can do this…you’ll enjoy it, you’ll see”

“No…no…please…I’ve never done this before” I replied, still trying hard to push him off.

“It’s fine…it’s fine you’ll like it…you’ll see” he said, continuing to tug at my panties.

Again I told him I didn’t want to go any further. That’s when the friendly smiling face became a snarl.

“Listen sweetheart, you’re going to have to learn you can’t get a guy all boned up and just walk away…now come on…let’s do what we came here to do”

I started to wonder what he would do if I continued to refuse, maybe I’d be another statistic in the police files…strangled and raped. I realized I’d gone too far with this guy…he wasn’t one of my school boy friends and right now he looked mean… I stopped pushing him away.

“That’s better love…it’s going to be OK…trust me”

I felt my panties being pulled down and off altogether…finishing up on the floor. His weight pushed me into the soft leather upholstery and the smile had returned to his face. He shuffled a little found his fly and pulled it down. The thing that brushed my thigh was warm and hard…first it was his fingers delving and playing with my pussy…the hard warm thing continued to press against my thigh…then it was the turn of the warm hard thing.

“Oh my god…oh my god…ohhhhhh!” I screamed as he entered and thrust inside me. He wasn’t wasting any time already his ass was rising and falling, making the hard warm thing work inside of me. He was fucking me it was my first fuck.

He must have liked my reaction to his penetration. “Big eh…did you think it was going to be so big?” he asked a smug smile on his face.

“How do you like being fucked Laura…do you like it?” his ass pounding between my legs.

“Oh god…oh my god” was all I could say

“Is this really your first time Laura…is that right”

“Yes…yes” I gasped as he humped away.

“Well then lucky me eh…and lucky you…you do realize you’ve just lost your virginity…you can always tell the grandkids you lost it in the back seat of a Jaguar…most loose it in the back seat of a Honda or Toyota…but not you Laura…nothing but the best…back seat of a Jaguar” that smile continuing to be displayed.

“Oh god please be careful…please” I begged him

“What’s up Laura…not on the pill are we?” he asked still smiling.

“No…no I’m not…just be careful…please” I begged again.

“Oh and me not wearing a condom…we do seem to have ourselves a little problem here…or at least you do Laura”

“Oh god no please…please don’t make me pregnant I beg of you”

“Beg of me Laura eh…well don’t worry my sweet I won’t get you pregnant” and he continued to thrust and hump.

“You’re nice and tight my love…that’s what I like about young girls…nice and tight…you have a lovely sweet little cunt…you’re a real good fuck Laura…a real good fuck”

I didn’t know if that was a compliment or not. It wasn’t as I had imagined it in my fantasies…somehow it all seemed different…not quite as romantic.

His motion became quicker, fast deep strokes, urgency in his breathing and then “Ohhhhh…. mmmmm…. ahhhhhhh” I felt the pulsing of his cock and the warm stream of cum as he unloaded himself into my wet pussy

“Oh god no…no…you said you’d be careful…wouldn’t get me pregnant”

“Yeah I did didn’t I…I guess I lied after all” he casually replied. He made no effort to remove himself; he remained firmly entrenched inside me. Brushing my blond hair to one side, he ran his hand gently over my cheek…his lips gently kissing my mouth and then that smile of his, so charming…so reassuring.

“Hmm…that was beautiful Laura and you are so beautiful…it’s all been like a dream…I never thought I’d ever get this far with you” He moved himself gently inside me “Mmm I never want to come out of there my love…you’re so perfect for me…we must do this on a regular basis eh…don’t you think so?”

Not wanting to offend him or anger him I agreed, it had indeed been wonderful and I’d hoped he was going to make it a regular thing I lied. The answer pleased him.

“Yes I just knew that first time I saw you, you would like to be fucked…you do like to fuck don’t you Laura?”

“Oh yes…yes I do…I do” I said reassuring him.

“That is good news Laura…because I’m going to fuck you again…right now…you’d like that wouldn’t you?”

“Oh yes…yes I would”

I’d already felt his manhood swelling inside me and soon his ass was pounding up and down again. No one would be able to see us. The windows were fully steamed up, just the gentle rocking of the car the only indication to what was going on inside.

After the second cuming…we dressed. I found my knickers on the floor, adjusted my bra, and buttoned up my blouse. He tucked his now defunct manhood back in his trousers and did up his zip. He then drove me home. I was glad to leave that piece of derelict ground. I have to admit the thought of him doing something to me and leaving me there had worried me…but here I was, no longer a virgin…being driven home…at least I hoped I was being driven home.

“You were marvelous honey…just marvelous…we must do it again…and soon eh?” his hand falling on my bare thigh once more.

I gave him one of my best smiles and said, “Yes that would be nice” he squeezed my thigh and said, “That’s my girl”

He followed up by telling me not to say anything to anyone about what we had done together…never. He also told me that sometimes accidents can happen to girls who say the wrong things…spreading lies and rumors…in the end it doesn’t do any one any good.

I assured him I wouldn’t say or tell any one and proceeded to ask him about getting me pregnant.

“Oh honey there’s nothing I can do for you there my love…if you young girls want to enter into the major leagues you have to be prepared for that…you have to realize guys fuck girls…if the girl doesn’t take or use protection, the result is babies…you really can’t expect or blame the guy for it can you?” “What will you do…keep the baby?”

“I don’t know if I’m pregnant yet…but if I am…yes I’ll keep the baby”

“Well that’s up to you honey…just don’t involve me in any of it”

Not wanting to be seen with a schoolgirl in his car. He dropped me off just short of our house, I guess deep down I knew I was pregnant. I also knew he wouldn’t give up following or hounding me. I knew it would happen again. I’d go through all the protests but eventually would cave in and find myself in the back seat of his Jaguar or some other place. With that in mind I sneaked into my elder brothers room. Roger was a few years older and kept a stash of condoms hidden from mum and dad…but I knew where he kept them.

I quickly selected one and hid it in my school satchel.

Sure enough a week later whilst walking home a silver Jag slid up along side me…window wound down.

“Hi Laura….I think we should have one of those special meetings we promised ourselves” that charming smiling face.

I told him I wasn’t interested but eventually, but eventually, as I knew he would, he persuaded me to get into the car and he headed for the derelict section. His hand dropping to my thigh…it was all going to start again. This time I told him I’d brought a condom.

“Oh good…now you are thinking…but don’t you think it’s a little late for that?” he asked

It might be I told him…but there again what if I wasn’t pregnant.

It’s the first time I’d put a condom on a mans erection. I lay on the back seat with my knickers off and legs spread wide. He was waiting patiently, eager to slip me a length as my teeth tore at the cellophane wrapper, then carefully rolling it onto his hard member. Seeing it for the first time I had to admit he was well and truly hung and my heart pounded knowing where he was about to put it. After a moment or two of humping his cock slipped out.

“Oh damn…just a moment” he said, fiddled for a while, then I felt it back inside me.

The humping of his ass and the rocking of the car went on for a while then he came, but at least this time he’d cum into a condom…well so I thought…but wrong.

“Daa, daa…look what I’ve got” he said, holding up the empty condom. He’d removed it earlier and indeed he had cum inside me. He proceeded to tell me he didn’t like wearing condoms and if I didn’t want to get pregnant, best I start taking the pill.

Of course I was pregnant…the doctor confirmed it. My parents were devastated but I was pleasantly surprised when they said they would give me all the support I needed…I was going to make them grandparents. Who was the father? No response from me on that one. I let them think it was one of my schoolboy chums and was reluctant to say who. The father who’s only name I knew was Dennis and I wondered if that was true, was unfazed about it. Said I would learn from the experience and know better next time.

He continued to screw me up to the time I started to show…then hit me with the news.

“Sorry love, we have to stop meeting like this…if people see me with a pregnant girl…they might get the wrong impression” or right one I thought “Besides I’ve got my eye on a nice young thing who I’m pretty certain will want me to do her…she’s ripe and ready for it”

The next time I saw him I was waddling up the high street almost ready to give birth to his child. It was a hot day and any breeze was a godsend. I guess the last person I wanted to see was him, but his wife and two kids accompanied him. He saw me at the same time but seemed quite unfazed by it.

The kids were shouting at mum and dad for ice cream…given such a hot day I didn’t blame them. Dad handed mum some cash, then mum and the kids vanished inside the shop. Dennis continued on to meet me.

“Hi there Laura love…looking after my child I trust” putting his hand on my belly and rubbing it.

“I am…no thanks to your contribution”

“Well you know how I feel on that score…your baby, you look after it” he replied, looking over his shoulder in case his wife and kids came out.

“No doubt you have some other poor girl in your sights right now”

“Yeah well I’ve got to start looking for another one…the present one’s like you…silly bitch got herself pregnant”

He hadn’t changed, still the same arrogant self-centered bastard he always was.

“Hey, maybe when you’ve dropped that bundle we could catch up again…just like old times…you really were a good fuck Laura…one of the best I’ve ever had”

“That’s never going to happen buddy, make one move like that and the whole world will know who’s baby this is”

He just smiled and said, “Sounds like a threat Laura…accidents still happen you know”

“Well you’re the only one who can prevent them Dennis…if that is your real name”

He just laughed “Oh Laura you don’t mean what you said…deep down you really do want to catch up, be honest with yourself, we can go somewhere real nice…fuck till our hearts content…who knows maybe I can give you another kid eh?”

“Yeah when hell freezes over first buddy” I replied. He just continued to laugh and moved away “I’ll be seeing you Laura…one day…but rest assured we will be doing it again…you can count on it” was his parting words.

I continued on up the street, as I passed the ice cream parlour, wife and kids were just coming out.

She looked at me and said “Kids…who would have them…never satisfied” smiling.

“You’ll soon know yourself” she said, indicating to my state.

“Yes any day now” I replied.

“Make sure the father does his share” she said with a smile.

I returned her smile “Yes…yes I will” and walked on. The kids never knew how close they had been to their step brother/sister?

That was ten years ago. Where he and family are now I don’t know and don’t care. I search the papers and TV for any news. I read one report of a girl being found raped and murdered, thought it might have been him, but they reprimanded and charged a youth of the crime.

My son Michael is a great kid, intelligent, smart and has his fathers’ good looks…he’s doing well at school and is already talking about being a lawyer…like all mothers I hope he makes it.

He has no father in his life, but he does have my brother Roger and it is he who he looks up to…Roger does all the man things with him…up to the lake fishing, hunting. They go to all the ball games…so there is a man to look after him

I look back at that time in my life and wonder how I could have been so naïve and at the same time so utterly stupid. I read the papers and see the TV. I shudder every time I see another girl has be murdered and raped…they continue to do the stupid things I did…visit the same lonely places with the same kind of men and the finish up dead.

I hear comments like “God how stupid can a girl get…she must have known what she was letting herself in for”

Well no I didn’t, I saw only the fantasy in my mind, thought it would be a bit of fun…bit of a giggle…but it’s no fun and no giggle. Yes I can honestly say LUCKY ME.

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The bar was packed. After all it was Friday night and the end of another working week. I was with Sara and Jill, my two best girlfriends. It was the first night out I’d had in a long while. Roger had taken Michael off to the lake for the whole weekend.

“Why don’t you take this opportunity and have a night out with the girls for once…god you work hard enough” said Roger

I had to agree with him…the only men in my life were brother Roger and son Michael. The thought of a free night with Sara and Jill had some appeal.

We pushed and shoved our way to the bar, my bum getting the odd pinch or two.

“Ok…. I’m getting the first round,” Sara declared. The noise was deafening, but we decided this was a good place to start…move on as the night progressed.

For the first time in a long while I felt good and relaxed. Then I felt the hand on my hip, I was about to swing round and give the audacious guy a piece of my mind, but I froze and my blood turned to ice when I heard the voice.

“Hello Laura my love” his hand briefly ran over my buttock, then his arm encircled my waist, he held me tight, pressing his erection against me “I’ve been thinking about you lately…. in fact as you can probably feel I’ve been thinking a great deal about you” now both arms around my waist “Hope you’re looking after our son?” he buried his face into my hair and back of my neck, gently kissing it, then whispering in my ear “Mmmm you smell so good, I think we should go somewhere, don’t you?” “How about we take a trip in my nice new Jag…find a quiet spot and get in the back of the Jag…you do remember the back of the Jag don’t you”

“Why darling you’re actually trembling at the thought…it excites you doesn’t it…you really do want to do it…don’t you?” “I bet if I put my hand on that sweet pussy of yours right now it would be wet…. shhhh…no don’t deny it…come on lets go…let me give you one, just like I did ten years ago…it’s no good fighting it…you know…I know sooner or later we are going to do it…it’s the way it is…let’s get on with it…who knows I might even give you another baby…you’d like another baby Laura wouldn’t you, a brother or sister for…what’s his name…oh yes Michael”

He pushed against me, slowly gyrating his hips…his warm lips kissing my neck “Come on Laura it’s time to say goodbye to your friends…we really do have to go now…you do realize that don’t you…. that’s it honey just take my hand… oh your hand feels so cold and your still trembling…it’s the excited expectation of what we are about to do…but that’s OK I do understand… I’ll soon warm you up…it’s going to be so good…real good…the back seat is just waiting for you…paradise is but a short distance away”

“Put your seat belt on honey don’t want anything to happen to you do we sweetheart”

“Here we are darling…had to find a new place…the old section sold you know”

“Now how about we get out of these seat belts eh…that’s the way”

“What’s that you say…you’re not on the pill…oh dear…well looks like another baby for you…but you don’t mind do you…now just let me get those panties of yours off and then I’ll give you one”

LUCKY ME????? YEAH RIGHT

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