Copyright (c) 2018, Hardguy. ALL Rights Reserved

Date of first publication on ASSTR.org:
Sunday, February 04, 2018

Original publication dates at Reddit.com /r/ageplaystories:
Wednesday, January 03, 2018


Author: Hardguy
Title: Love Muffins
Summary: Growing up comes with obstacles, but Rebecca and Justin 
come up with a way past them.
Keywords: mg, ped, rom

The following story is a work of fiction, meant to entertain the 
reader.  It may contain offensive language of a graphic sexual 
and/or violent nature and details many activities which are highly 
illegal in much of the modern world.  I do not condone or encourage 
any activity that may be harmful to the wellbeing of a minor, no 
matter the circumstances.  Please realize that there is a line 
between being a pedophile and being a child molester.  Any time 
that line is crossed, an innocent life is destroyed and a monster 
is created.  Please do your part to ensure that all children are 
kept safe from those who cannot see that line.

Thank you.


      Love Muffins

      Written by Hardguy


      Rebecca glanced back over her shoulder at Justin, took a deep 
breath, and knocked.  She felt the butterflies in her stomach 
again, not as bad as they had been at the first house, or at 
any of the 12 houses that followed, but still they were 
there.  The fluttering intensified as there was a noise 
behind the door and the knob rattled when the lock was 
turned.  It opened, and there stood a woman in her late 
30s/early 40s who looked at Rebecca expectantly.

      "H-hi!" Rebecca squeaked, swallowing her nervousness and 
launching into her pitch for the 13th time that afternoon.  
"I'm selling muffins for my school's fundraiser," she said, 
raising her hand with the glossy brochure that displayed the 
goods.  "Would you like to buy some?  They're really good and 
aren't expensive at all."

      "I could take a look, I suppose," the woman said skeptically 
and took the brochure from Rebecca.  Rebecca knew she only 
needed to make one more sale to reach the goal, so she really 
hoped this woman would agree.  "What school did you say you 
were fundraising for?" the woman asked as she perused the 
products.

      "Fischerton Elementary," Rebecca responded, holding her 
breath.  This had been the make or break point at 5 other 
houses already.

      "Fischerton?  You don't go to Littlewood?" the woman remarked 
in surprise, as the two schools were some distance apart, 
with Littlewood being the school local to the neighborhood 
that Rebecca was currently in.

      "N-no.  T-there were too many people making orders closer to 
my school, s-so my mom suggested that I try further away," 
Rebecca explained, bracing for rejection again.

      "Oh...well, my kids go to Littlewood," the woman commented, 
glancing at Rebecca past the brochure, "so I guess you 
probably wouldn't know them."

      "N-no, ma'am," Rebecca agreed, looking back to Justin again 
where he stood at the sidewalk on his bike, holding on to 
hers as well.

      "Your big brother?" the woman asked, looking at the older boy 
as if she'd just noticed him for the first time.

      "Y-yeah," Rebecca nodded, agreeing with that statement.

      "Well..." the woman said, looking at the brochure again, 
"these prices are all correct, right?" she asked, pointing at 
where the printed amounts were crossed out and lesser amounts 
were written in next to them.

      "Y-yeah.  The, uh, the brochure is actually a little older 
because they used them last year too, s-so the prices 
changed, b-but that's what they are this time."

      "I suppose I could buy a few since you did come out all this 
way," the woman said with a smile, which caused Rebecca to 
smile as all that nervousness just drained right out of her.

      "Really?!  Thanks!" she said a little more excitedly than she 
meant, getting a strange look from the woman.  "What would 
you like?" Rebecca asked, lifting up her clipboard in 
preparation to mark down the order.

      "How about, one bran, two chocolate, and a blueberry," the 
woman said slowly scanning over the brochure.  "That would be 
$10, correct?"

      "Yeah, b-but it'll have to be in cash," Rebecca pointed out, 
as she marked the form on her clipboard, before handing it 
over to the woman to have her write her name and address in 
the blank spaces.

      "Oh?  Why is that?" the woman asked, puzzled, making Rebecca 
think that she'd hit a wall on this sale.

      "The school doesn't want to pay the processing fees for the 
check, s-so," Rebecca gave the prepared answer for that 
little hitch.  She'd missed 3 sales on that point alone.

      "Oh, I suppose that makes sense," the woman agreed, writing 
her name and address down beside the details of the order.  
She handed Rebecca the clipboard back.  "I'll go get you some 
money then," she said and walked back around a corner inside 
the house and out of view.  Rebecca turned to look at Justin, 
who gave her a thumbs up and a big smile.  The woman returned 
and presented Rebecca with two $5 bills.  "There you go."

      "Thank you, so much, ma'am!" Rebecca chirped happily, 
stuffing the bills into the manila envelope she was also 
carrying.  "It'll be about a month before delivery."

      "I look forward to it," the woman said, which for the first 
time, this time, gave Rebecca a feeling of guilt in her 
stomach.  "Have a good afternoon, and you and your brother be 
safe crossing the freeway," she added.

      "We will.  Thank you," Rebecca answered as the door closed.  
She turned and ran back to where Justin was waiting for her.  
"She gave us $10!" she whispered excitedly, as she got on her 
bike.  "That's enough right?"

      "Yeah.  That gives us $45 in all.  Enough for 3 boxes," 
Justin answered grinning.  Rebecca felt a surge of warmth in 
her belly.  She hated having to lie to all those people, but 
she and Justin needed the money, and this scheme he'd come up 
with to get it really did work well.

      They pedaled together out of that neighborhood, down an 
arterial road to the freeway.  "You know how to get back to 
your house from here, right?" Justin asked her.  "I'm gonna 
go buy them, so I have to go that way."  He pointed left 
towards a shopping center about a quarter-mile away.

      "Uh, yeah, I think so," Rebecca answered, scanning her eyes 
over the busy freeway in front of her, recognizing off to the 
right the traffic signal crosswalk they had used earlier and 
the route beyond that back to where they lived.

      "Alright.  See you soon," Justin said, leaning in to give her 
a kiss.  It was just a quick peck on the lips, and certainly 
wasn't the first kiss between them, but Rebecca couldn't help 
blushing like it had been the first time.  She felt her heart 
pounding as she watched him turn away and pedal off to the 
store.  She didn't move from that spot, just watched him go, 
until the roar of a passing truck shook her out of her 
love-induced trance.  Turning at last, she pedaled towards 
the crossing that would take her back home.

      She found her way back, although for a few moments after 
crossing the freeway she lost her bearings, but slowly she 
began to recognize landmarks that guided her to make the 
correct turns into more familiar territory.  Once home, she 
let herself in with the spare garage door opener fastened to 
her bike's handlebars.  Her parents were not home, both of 
their cars missing from the garage.  Her father was out with 
some work buddies, and her mom...well, Rebecca didn't know 
where her mom was, only that once she was old enough to be 
left home alone by herself, her mom would leave the house 
shortly after anytime her father would leave.  It was during 
those times that she would signal for Justin to come over, as 
he wasn't her brother at all, but really her next door 
neighbor.

      Turning the TV on to kill some time while she waited for 
Justin to return, Rebecca's mind began to wander, reflecting 
on the last 4 months and how much her life had changed in 
that short amount of time.  It had been June, and she had 
just finished 5th grade, her final year at the aforementioned 
Fischerton Elementary school.  The elderly couple that had 
lived next door to her all of her young life had moved away 
just a month earlier, and Justin's family had come to take 
their place.  Initially, Justin had scared her a little.  He 
would be entering high school that fall, and Rebecca had 
always been a little skittish around older boys since her 
elder male cousins had a tendency to pick on her.  But there 
was something else about Justin that made her want to hide 
away whenever she saw him, and that was because she liked him.

      Having a crush on a boy was nothing new for Rebecca.  She'd 
been crushing on the twins Paul and Peter for most of 4th and 
5th grade, only to also have intermittent feelings for Noah, 
Josh, Riley, Nick, Kevin, a different Josh, Michael, Chris, 
Ben, Tim, and Will, mostly depending on which one of them had 
smiled at her most recently.  Okay, fine, she was boy crazy. 
She couldn't help it.  It just seemed like ever since 4th 
grade began that she'd been more and more infatuated with 
boys like she'd never been before.  There wasn't any one 
thing that made it happen, just that it felt like a switch 
had been flipped in her brain and she couldn't stop thinking 
of them.

      Justin though, oh, he was really something special to her.  
So special, and so intense were her feelings for him, that 
they scared her, and so at first she would just run away from 
him because she couldn't process clearly what she was 
feeling.  Then came that fateful day in late June when they 
happened to be in their respective backyards at the same 
time.  Rather than run from him that day, Rebecca had 
gathered her courage and gone to him.  By the end of the 
afternoon, she'd felt for the first time a pulsing cock in 
her hand expelling it's cum.  The next day she exposed her 
pussy to a boy for the first time ever and was rewarded with 
her first fingering.  On the third day, during intense heat, 
while her parents were away, Rebecca lost her virginity, with 
her legs wrapped around Justin's thrusting hips.

      When June turned to July however, Rebecca and her mother left 
on a month-long vacation to see relatives.  Despite having 
made love with Justin over a dozen times in the brief span of 
days that they had become lovers, her desire for him had 
become insatiable and she often would start to cry over the 
smallest things on that trip, with the real source of her 
grief being apart from him.  She couldn't tell her mother 
that, of course, so she would often claim ignorance as to why 
she was crying, but to her surprise, her mother didn't press 
her on the issue.

      One afternoon, near the end of the trip, she felt a sharp 
fleeting pain in her lower back.  A few days later, the cause 
of that pain made itself apparent, and in front of those same 
male cousins that delighted in teasing her, a bewildered 
Rebecca bled through her shorts.  She nearly told her mother 
everything about herself and Justin that evening as they 
secluded themselves in their shared bedroom and had the sort 
of talk that could only be had between a mother and daughter 
at this stage of life.  She knew Justin would be in trouble 
if anybody found out about them, but she also wanted some 
kind of assurance that it would be alright for them to keep 
doing what they had spent their last 4 days together doing.  
However, her mother looked uncomfortable enough just speaking 
generally about the subject, that Rebecca kept quiet about 
what she had been up to with the boy next door, and a few 
days later they returned home together with Rebecca's world 
shaken.

      When she told Justin about it, she was prepared for him to be 
angry with her.  How could he not be?  Her body had betrayed 
him by taking an unwanted step towards adulthood and it meant 
they could no longer enjoy each other to the fullest without 
consequences.  Much to her surprise though, he took her into 
his arms and told her not to worry, and that he would never 
let something like this come between them.  It seemed like 
only mere moments passed before they were undressed and 
poised to become one again after 26 days of being apart.  A 
promise was made that he would pull out, but that promise was 
not as easy to keep.

      They were both so excited and full of love for each other 
that Justin thrust harder and faster inside of her than he 
had before, and Rebecca clung to him so tightly that even the 
slightest bit of space between their nude bodies felt cold 
and lonely.  Despite both of them being aware of the 
potential risks, Justin pressed in deep and Rebecca refused 
to let go, lest the warmth that was pumping into her be lost 
forever.

      Twice more during the first week of their reunion they 
discussed how they had to be more careful, and twice more 
they mated, letting their passions override their worries.  
At last, what Rebecca had feared most came to pass, and 
Justin refused to be alone with her again.  She was 
devastated of course, and it felt like her world was ending.  
Then, 10 days into their break-up, Rebecca awoke to the 
happiest of messes between her thighs.

      It took two days of phone calls to Justin to convince him 
just to come over again, and when at last they were together 
again, they just talked, reaffirming their love for each 
other with words and resolved to control themselves better 
when words would no longer do.  Hand jobs, blow jobs, 
fingering, and breast play became their routine for intimacy, 
but all too often Rebecca would find herself on her back, 
legs spread for the one boy she wanted to give her all to, 
and all too often that boy would be on top of her, pressing 
the saliva slicked, pre-cum dripping tip into her pink 
folds.  It was cruel torture for both of them to feel just 
the tip penetrate, and twice out of the two-dozen times they 
tempted fate in that way, over-excited bolts of semen would 
find their way into the one place they should not.

      Yet for all those risks, the welcome sight of a red stain 
always made it's expected appearance later.  That in itself 
worried Rebecca.  Was there something wrong with her?  Could 
she not have babies?  Did having sex when she was only 11 
break her pussy in some bad way and ruin her dreams of a 
future family with Justin?  She told him about those fears, 
and he reassured her that, no, there was nothing wrong with 
her, and they just had gotten lucky so far that she hadn't 
become pregnant.  Seeing how worried she was, got him 
thinking, and that's when he came up with the scam.

      He had found in his room a brochure for a fundraiser at his 
old school, and the two of them spent a few days just 
roleplaying Rebecca making sales pitches.  She could still 
pass for an elementary school girl, even though she was 
actually just starting her first year of middle school, plus 
Justin told her that because she was so cute it would be 
easier for her to convince people to give them money.  Gosh, 
he was so smart, she thought then.  She could never have come 
up with this kind of idea, or any of the little details of 
it, like the reason for needing cash instead of checks, or 
going to a neighborhood where nobody would know them.

      A knock at the door snapped Rebecca out of her reminiscing, 
and she hopped off the couch and peeked out the window.  
There was Justin, holding a plastic bag, and looking 
anxious.  Rebecca felt her own heart start beating at an 
excited pace, and when she hurried to open the door for him 
she felt between her legs that she was wet and ready for what 
was about to happen.  She opened it, and felt as breathless 
as Justin looked at that moment from what must have been a 
very hurried bike ride back to her house.  Red faced and 
panting, he held up the bag as if to prove that he really had 
it.  "Let's go do it," he said.

      "Yeah," she responded, and the two of them rushed back to her 
bedroom, forgetting to close the front door in their haste.  
Neither did they close her bedroom door, each too interested 
in getting their own clothes off.  Even now, after having 
done this so much, Rebecca still felt a shiver of 
embarrassment when she pushed her panties down in Justin's 
presence.  Similarly, seeing his hard dick when it emerged 
from within his underwear sent thrills through her body.  She 
couldn't wait to feel it pushed up inside of her without any 
worries to cloud the experience.  They each took a moment to 
look at each other's nude body, as if it were a sight they 
had not seen in forever, when really they had been fooling 
around barely 24 hours earlier.

      "Here," Justin offered, holding out the bag to Rebecca.  "You 
can put it on me."  Rebecca took the bag and reached into it, 
pulling out a box of condoms.  She felt naughty just holding 
the box, given the purpose of its contents.

      "You only bought one box?" she asked, recalling that they had 
gathered enough money from the scam to purchase 3 boxes.

      "Yeah, I didn't want the people at the store to think 
something weird," he replied, then pointed out, "There's 36 
of them in one box, so we don't need to get more for a while 
anyways."  Rebecca nodded, agreeing with his logic.  Gosh he 
was so smart, she thought, making snap decisions on how many 
condoms to buy and when to buy them so that people didn't get 
suspicious, just like when he had cut all the prices in half 
after the first 3 houses they went to didn't give them any 
money.  It had meant more work for her, but it was paying off 
now.  She felt her heart swelling with pride and love for him.

      "Yeah, good idea," she said, tearing open the top of the 
box.  Three dozen foil squares, each with a ring shaped 
object inside of them, stared back at her.  She reached in 
and pulled one of them out, looking it over for a place 
marked for her to open it.

      "Just tear it open," Justin suggested impatiently, pointing 
at the edge.

      "Anywhere?"

      "Yeah.  Here, let me," he said, taking it from her, and doing 
just that.  The off-white colored condom ring popped into 
sight at the tear location, and Justin pulled it free from 
the wrapper, then handed it over to Rebecca.

      "Eww, it's all gooey!" she exclaimed, poking at the folded up 
wad of latex in her open palm.

      "Yeah.  It's like that so it can go in your pussy easier," 
Justin explained.  He took it from her again, and pushed his 
finger into the center, extending the sheath, then pinched 
the end and pulled the condom out to full length.  "Here, now 
put this on over my dick," he directed, offering it back.  
Rebecca took it back, and looked closely at it.  It smelled 
weird and had ridges going around it.  It also looked awfully 
big when she compared the size to Justin's penis.  A glance 
at the box, and she saw these were rated as being 'large.'  
The thought that there could be penises bigger than her 
boyfriend's, the only one she had ever seen, sent a shiver 
through her.  No way one of them could fit in her little 
pre-teen cunny hole.  Even two of her own fingers felt big 
pushed up in there.

      Holding the ring open, she slid it over the head of Justin's 
dick, like she was putting a sock on a foot.  It didn't go 
quite as smoothly like that though, as she had to guide and 
straighten out the flopped-over top part over the tip, more 
so than she just had to drag the ring down the shaft.  When 
the head was snugly pressed into the end, she let go and took 
a step back to look at it.  It seemed to be draped loosely 
over the organ, and bunched up a bit in the middle despite 
the ring being flush around the pubic hair growing from 
Justin's crotch.  She watched Justin tug at it, pulling it 
tightly over his cock head, and a small bubble of air seemed 
to protrude from the end of it.  "Why is it doing that?" she 
asked, reminded of the extra rubber that sometimes hung off 
the narrow balloons that were commonly twisted into animal 
shapes.

      "I think that's where my sperm is supposed to squirt into," 
Justin answered with a shrug, and again pulled the condom 
tight over his early-teen-sized prick.  "C'mon, let's do it 
already," he urged.  Rebecca blushed and nodded, then turned 
and hopped up on her bed, laying back and spreading her legs 
wide open.  The sensation of cool air on her wet lips 
reminded her of the first time they'd done this after she had 
returned from her trip.  She had been so scared of getting in 
trouble if she got pregnant, but so excited to have, what she 
had decided in her young mind, 'grown up sex' now that she 
was a mature fertile woman.

      She reached down, and spread open her bald childish lips for 
Justin to see where to go.  Her pink rosy nipples felt like 
little rocket ships, stiff and hard atop her small swelling 
breasts that otherwise seemed to melt down flat into her 
chest when she lay on her back.  She looked at his face, and 
felt so sexy just from how he looked at her."Put your dick in 
my pussy!" she encouraged him with a giggle at saying those 
naughty words so loud.  Justin, still tugging at the condom 
to pull it taut over the head of his cock, got up on the bed 
between her legs, as he had done so many times before, and 
put his hips to hers, rubbing the head down her slit to find 
the entrance.

      This was normally Rebecca's favorite moment, feeling the hot 
plump head of Justin's cock, slide and push through her wet 
lips until it was filling her insides.  Now though, it felt a 
little strange as a smooth and slick, slightly cooler 
material was rubbing its way into her most private of 
places.  It reminded her less of sex with Justin, and more of 
when she would sometimes rub at herself with the smooth end 
of a marker.  Pushing his way inside, Justin lay his body 
down on hers, burying himself as deeply as he could inside 
her small love canal.  Rebeca gasped and sighed as she always 
did at this point, loving the feeling of their intimacy and 
the fullness that 4 months earlier she never knew she would 
love so much.

      "This feels weird," Justin grunted, as he slowly began to 
stroke inside of her.  Rebecca nodded her head in agreement.  
It was as though there was a bag stuffed up inside her and 
she could feel a moving object inside that bag.  It was a 
real disconnect from the skin-in-skin feeling she had become 
used to.  Justin started to go faster, and Rebecca could hear 
a sound coming from between her legs.  It wasn't the same old 
wet squishing noise that usually came from the thrusts into 
her body, but was more like something artificial being 
crinkled and folded against itself.  She looked at Justin's 
face and, he seemed to be concentrating more than usual.

      "Does it feel good?" she asked him.  The question just seemed 
to frustrate him, and he started thrusting faster.  Rebecca 
moaned as she focused on the sensations from the pistoning 
shaft.  Every now and then she would feel one of those ridges 
she'd noticed on the outside of the condom rub inside of her, 
but it was like it wasn't moving as much as the organ inside 
the condom was.

      "Damn it," Justin sighed and stopped.  Before she could ask, 
he added, "Just a second," and pulled out of her, sitting up 
on his knees.  Rebecca sat up and looked, seeing that his 
penis was now bare, and realizing that she could still feel 
like something was stuck up inside her, only without the 
girth of anything else.  She saw Justin look down, and put 
his hand between her legs and felt as he pulled the condom 
out from inside her by the thick base ring.  "My dick isn't 
wet enough inside this thing," he commented before then 
rubbing the outside of the matted and wrinkled up tube up and 
down his cock, almost like he was jerking off with it.  
"There," he said at last, then pulled the condom back on, and 
went about pushing into Rebecca's pussy again.  He started to 
thrust almost right away, and seemed much happier with it.  
"Yeah, that's better," he panted, laying down on her body 
again to resume his prior pace.

      "Mmmm," Rebecca hummed in agreement, putting her arms around 
him.  It didn't feel any different for her, other than he 
seemed to be able to move at a swifter pace with some of her 
pussy juice now spread over his dick.  "Your dick feels 
really good," she told him, pushing back against his thrusts, 
feeling his tip hitting the back of her pussy.

      "So tight... so good..." Justin groaned, pounding faster, 
like he used to before they had any worries.  Rebecca hugged 
him closer, feeling her nipples press into his chest.  She 
couldn't wait for her boobs to grow more so that they could 
really push against him when they would do this.  She lifted 
her legs up, wrapping them around his waist, tilting her hips 
upward, feeling more like he was pushing downward into her, 
increasing the pushing the head did against her pussy walls.

      "Oh, Justin...I love you...squirt your sperm in me...squirt 
it in my pussy!" she encouraged.  This was more talkative 
than she usually was, but Rebecca felt like she needed to 
reassure him after all the hesitation they had been 
experiencing when it came to even just putting it inside.  It 
worked though.

      "Rebecca...oh God, I'm--" he blurted out and then pressed 
himself hard up against her cervix with a gasp.  Normally 
this was when Rebecca would feel the warmth of his sperm as 
it flooded inside of her, but this time there was nothing 
like that.  She could tell from his grunting and groaning 
that his sperm was now shooting out, just not into the place 
where it could get her pregnant.  She felt him push and 
thrust in again, and slowly a warm sensation started to fill 
her.

      "We did it," she sighed happily, holding him tightly as she 
squeezed and flexed her pussy on him.  As she felt him relax 
from the tension of orgasm, she lowered her hips and released 
him from her arms and legs.  Justin pulled out with a final 
groan and rolled off to the side, panting after having cum 
inside his little girlfriend, intentionally for the first 
time in a long time.

      Just like the last time he pulled out though, Rebecca knew 
something was strange.  A glance over at her boyfriend's cock 
confirmed it for her: the condom had remained inside her 
pussy.  She reached between her legs and tugged at the latex 
ring that hung outside her plump wet lips and pulled the 
thing out.  She held it up and looked at it.  It was slimy 
and streaked with white fluid inside and out of its flattened 
shape.  That seemed strange to her.  Any time she'd seen 
Justin shoot his stuff outside of her pussy, there was always 
a lot more of it than there seemed to be inside the condom.  
She felt a trickle run from within her cunny, and reached 
back down to touch it, and as soon as she did, she knew it 
didn't belong to her.

      "Your sperm is in me," she announced, holding up her cummy 
fingers for Justin to see.

      "But I squirted in the condom," he said.  "I felt it get all 
over the tip."  He took her hand and brought it over to his 
drooping shaft.  It certainly felt like a greater than usual 
amount of his semen was on it than when they would do it 
bare.  Rebecca held the condom up close to her face, 
wrinkling her nose at the smell, looking at it closely.  
Taking her hand off Justin's dick, she pushed her finger into 
the object and watched as it poked easily through the end of 
it.

      "There's a hole," she said, showing him.  "I think I felt it 
break," she added, now realizing what that spreading warm 
sensation was.  "But I think it's okay!" she added, not 
really certain of that, but not wanting Justin to worry and 
avoid being with her.  "You did squirt in it, but that's so 
it doesn't squirt up inside where the baby grows."  She took 
his hand and placed it on her belly, just above her pussy 
mound.  "It didn't squirt up here, it only went in my pussy, 
so it's okay."  Justin considered what she said skeptically.

      "Are you sure?" he asked.

      "Uh-huh!."  She wasn't.  She'd had nothing in the way of sex 
education, only the barest of ideas of how her own anatomy 
inside was structured, but she knew for sure that her pussy 
where his penis went wasn't the same place as where babies 
grew deeper within.  She rolled onto her side, cuddling up 
next to him, hoping she was right about this.  Besides, even 
if she wasn't, nothing had gone wrong any of the other times 
he'd squirted up inside her, so everything would probably be 
okay this time too.  She reached over and began to stroke his 
sperm coated penis.  "It felt really good to feel it inside 
me and not be worried," she told him.

      "I love doing it in your pussy," he told her.  "It's so tight 
and hot and sexy."  He rolled to face her and the two of them 
began to make out.  Before Rebecca knew it, she felt his 
slick skinny cock hard again and pressed against her tummy.

      "Put it in me," she moaned, turning onto her back and 
spreading her legs for him again.  She saw him hesitate a 
moment and look at the box of condoms that had fallen onto 
the floor and spilled its individually wrapped contents out, 
then he turned back to her.

      "I probably don't need to use another one until later when my 
balls are full of sperm again," he said, and pressed himself 
into her, gliding in with more ease than before thanks to 
each of their well lubricated states.

      The two young lovers moaned in unison as their bodies fit 
together, skin-to-skin, deep and wet and pressed up tightly 
together, just as they liked it.  Rebecca wrapped her arms 
and legs around him, clutching him tightly as they moved 
together, gasping and groaning.  In no time she was feeling 
the pleasures of his thrusting inside her sex that the 
annoying and troublesome condom had withheld from her.  She 
cried out, pussy clenching, and soon felt her orgasm joined 
by the sensation of hot fluids shooting deep inside her.  It 
was fine though, as Justin had said.  All his sperm was 
already inside her pussy, so there was no risk from all this 
extra wet stuff he was squirting in.

      Rebecca clung tightly to him, and the last feelings of any 
guilt she had over lying to all those people today so they 
could buy condoms was gone.  As long as she and Justin could 
be together, their little scam had been worth it.



            The End.



Author's note: This one came from some real world inspiration 
involving a young girl selling muffins door-to-door as a school 
fundraiser, but delivery took so long that we assumed that maybe it 
had been some kind of a scam.  They were eventually delivered, but 
the concept had already worked its way into my head.  There's 
actually a deleted scene (well, more like an aborted scene, since I 
stopped partway) for this where Rebecca's thinking back on the day 
she and Justin first got together, and I just go into full-on 
detail, moment-by-moment description of that all went down.  It 
kind of got out of hand and would have made this story way longer 
than it already was, so I decided to snip it out and go with just 
the quick summary of it all.  If I do release that removed scene, 
it will only come after I've actually finished it out, since it just 
ends abruptly in its current form.  

Also, in my head canon for this story, Justin and Josh, the boy 
Emmie fools around with when she's younger in my 'A Memorable 
Vacation' series, are classmates and friends in high school, so I 
suppose that kind of puts a date on this story taking place 
somewhere around 2004, probably that same summer that Ben and Emmie 
first met in AMV.  I didn't really have that connection in mind 
until I was almost done with this story, so hopefully I didn't put 
anything anachronistic in here.  

Anyways, hope you enjoyed my story about two kids who were so horny 
that they couldn't be bothered to use contraception correctly or 
carefully.  Ah, youth.

Thanks for reading, and feedback is always welcome.

Hardguy
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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and 
incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are 
used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or 
persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.