TITLE: Artist 9 - Patty's Friend Jennifer
Copyright (C) 2015, w1drng.  ALL Rights Reserved

STORY CODES: Mg, cheat

SUMMARY: Danny was married to Amanda, a woman 12 years his
senior. He was stepfather to Amanda's three daughters, Natalie
15, Donna 13, and Patty who was now 11. He had just been seduced
by Patty. Can he stop this downhill spiral.

ADULTSONLY: This work is total fiction. It is intended for ADULTS
ONLY. It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving
minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view
such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not
read further, and do not save this story. Any resemblance to
actual persons or activities depicted is purely coincidental. I
neither encourage nor condone the involvement of children in
sexual oriented acts with adults.


It had been a week since I was seduced by little Patty, my
preteen stepdaughter. I tried to push her away but succumbed to
her temptations. She mentioned about bringing over a friend for
me but now after a week that still hadn't happened and I was
glad. Fucking Patty was a mistake I couldn't take back. But I
sure as hell could stop it from happening in the future with her
or any of her friends. This lunacy of fucking my stepdaughters
and their friends had to stop for good. I had it under control
with the two older girls, and would for Patty too.

Fortunately Patty hadn't mentioned to anyone about what we had
done, especially to her older sisters. Since I had quit fucking
them a while ago, my wife Amanda, who knew nothing of my
indiscretions, was enjoying our new found sexual life. I wasn't
tired anymore from fucking my stepdaughters so had the energy to
devote to beautiful wife Amanda.

Friday arrived and Amanda wanted to take the girls to a chick
flick. It was a bit too mature for Patty and I wasn't interested
so Patty and I stayed home.

After they left Patty announced, "I hope you don't mind Dad but I
invited a girlfriend over."

"Wait a minute. We haven't talked about last week yet," I began
to tell her. "That was a mistake that I won't repeat. And you
can't bring over friends for me either like you said you were
going to do."

"Don't get so uptight Dad. I get it. Passion of the moment. I
won't ever tell anyone. I'm not pimping you out," she agreed.
"This is just a friend coming over to see me."

"That's fine then. Does she need a ride?" I asked feeling a
little embarrassed that I had come down on her so strong.

"No, her dad is dropping her off," Patty informed me. "In fact
she should be here anytime now."

"I guess you knew I would say yes," I joked.

"I pretty much know you'll say yes to just about anything for me
from now on," she said.

"I don't like being threatened Patty," I warned her.

"No, no. That's not what I meant. I already promised I wouldn't
ever tell," Patty explained. "I just thought that you loved me
extra special now that we, well you know, now that we, uh, did
it. I mean I think it brought us closer together, don't you
think? I mean that's how I feel." She was sort of stumbling
around with words a bit. So I helped her out.

"Well I do love you extra special, always have, but not because
of that," I assured her. "I love you because of you. You are a
special girl that I care about dearly. But don't get me wrong. If
you need disciplining or correction or even a spanking, I won't
hesitate. And it's because I love you so much. I want you to grow
up to be the wonderful, loving, caring person that you are now,
to be smart, talented, well just the perfect daughter that I know
you to be."

She was smiling at me. "What did I say?" I asked her.

"I was just visualizing you spanking me," she said. "I might like
that."

"Stop it you naughty girl," I laughed, "or you'll see just how
much a spanking hurts."

Just then we heard a knock on the door. Patty said, "Take off
your ring," as she walked over to answer the door.

"Patty," I said with frustration. "I thought we just discussed
this. No more games."

"This is Jennifer," Patty informed me like I should know what
that meant. "She still thinks you're my boyfriend."

"Fine, but we need to get this resolved." I did as she instructed
putting my wedding band in my pocket.

A moment later in walked Jennifer, the classmate of Patty that I
had met at the county fair. It was Jennifer's older sister
Maryanne that I had fucked in the haunted house. Hopefully
Jennifer didn't know that.

When Jennifer saw me she blurted out, "Oh you." Turning to Patty
she continued, "You didn't say he was going to be here."

"He's my boyfriend Jennifer," Patty countered, like that
explained everything.

"But he's just taking advantage of you," Jennifer argued. "Don't
you see that?"

"Hello, I can hear you," I joked. I wasn't pleased to see
Jennifer either. She didn't like me and I wasn't fond of her.

"Jennifer, you are my best friend and you and Danny are going to
work this out or I am going to dump you both." Patty sounded so
grown up about this. "Now go downstairs, both of you, and don't
come back up until you are the best of friends," she ordered.
"Well at least not hating each other. I don't care if it takes an
hour. You're not to come up until you are friends."

Patty pushed us both down the stairs into my studio area. "Oh,
you actually only have one hour by the way as my mom could be
coming home, so hurry up and make up."

I led Jennifer down and into my small bedroom, both of us
grumbling under our breath the whole way. There weren't any
chairs so we just sat on the bed.

I started us off. "So why do you hate me so much?"

"Because you're a perv," she jabbed at me.

"Where did you get that idea?" I asked.

"It's clear you are older, maybe even a senior in high school,"
she started explaining. "But you don't go for a girl your own
age. You have to go for the youngest girl you can find. I mean
you could be with either of Patty's sisters, Donna, or even
Natalie. She's more your age."

"So, I like Patty," I said bluntly.

"There you go, a perv," Patty repeated finality.

I was getting a little upset with Jennifer. "I don't think it's
an age thing at all with you," I told her. "I think you are
pissed because I didn't pick someone like you, that I picked
Patty over you."

"Nonsense," she spouted.

"Yep, jealous," I summed up. "Do you want to know the real reason
I picked Patty?"

She didn't answer so I just continued. "It's because guys like me
get shut down when we try to make a move on the hot girls like
you. You all seem to think we just want sex when what we really
want is an honest girl to share with, to be with. Sure we'd like
to be with the pretty girls, and sure all guys want sex once in a
while, but every time we try anything with someone like you, you
shut us down. So we go for the Patty's in the world."

I could see that I was starting to get to her. She caught that
little remark I made about her.

"Hmmm, so you think I'm hot?" Jennifer asked.

"You've got to be kidding me. You know you're hot," I said. I had
no idea where I was going with this. Maybe I thought that if I
made her believe that I thought she was hot, then maybe she would
back off the hatred of me a bit.

"On a scale from 1 to 10 where 1 is a brick and 10 is the most
beautiful woman in the world, rate Patty and me," she asked.

"Well Patty is about a 6," I told her.

"Yea, that's what I figured too. And me?" she pursued.

"9, maybe 9.11," I said, trying to make a joke.

Jennifer smiled and she did have a pretty smile. She was really
about a 6 in the looks department like Patty but I was trying to
get her to like me.

"Only a 9 plus huh?," she laughed. "So you think I would strike
you down if you made a move on me do you?"

"Without a doubt, so guys like me don't even waste our time with
girls like you," I explained. "We just move on down the scale to
the girls that will respond, like Patty.

"Maybe I've been a bit too tough on you," Jennifer conceded. "Let
me see how you would do it."

"Do what?" I asked.

"Make a move on me, silly," she said. "I want to see if you are
right, if I would just shut you down."

"OK," I said, looking at her with a questioning eye. I wasn't
sure I liked where this was heading but decided to play the game
a little longer. I moved up closer to her, sitting next to her on
the bed. I took my right hand and let my fingers push her hair
back, gently caressing her cheek. I interlaced my fingers into
the back of her hair and leaned in to kiss her.

Holding my lips a hair's breath away for a moment I could feel
the tension in the air. It was electrifying. I finally closed the
gap and pressed my lips to hers. Our mouths were closed, our lips
gently touching. She was sweet tasting, small mouthed, and very
gentle. I could get lost in this girl. Fortunately I came to my
senses.

As I broke the kiss and leaned back Jennifer took her right hand
and slapped me hard across the face. I instantly jerked way back,
yelling, "Owwww, are you crazy? Why did you do that?"

"Because I just wanted to see what it felt like to slap a jackass
like yourself," she said.

"What do you mean, a jackass?" I cried. "See, that's why we don't
go for the hot girls. It always backfires."

"You idiot," She said. "I slapped you because you wasted all this
time with a 6 when you could have had a 9."

"What?" I said screwing up my eyebrows, still not getting it. The
slap was foremost on my mind. I couldn't think straight.

Jennifer pushed me back onto the bed and then laid down next to
me. She began kissing me, rather forcefully. I was on my back and
she had control of the situation, an arm and leg across my body.
She had obviously kissed other guys as she knew what she was
doing.

I was thinking that I had to stop this now as I felt her slip her
tongue into my mouth. How could a girl so small have a tongue so
long. She had no problem probing my mouth and then sucking my
tongue into her mouth.

After a few minutes of making out with this 11-year-old girl I
pushed her up and said, "We can't do this Jennifer. Patty is just
upstairs. She's my girlfriend. Hell, she's your girlfriend for
that matter."

"To hell with Patty." She got up and shut the bedroom door,
locking it.

As she stepped back to the bed she pulled her top up and off. She
didn't have on a bra, didn't really need one. Her small breasts
were about the size of Patty's, barely there but for the hard
little nipples and the faint areolas.

"Take off your clothes," she ordered as she pulled off her shoes
and then her jeans.

"Stop, we can't do this," I argued. But my body didn't listen to
my brain as I undid my jeans. She pulled them off me. That left
us with only our underpants on.

Jennifer climbed up on the bed again and straddled me. Her pussy
pressed against my growing shaft, only the cotton underpants
between us. "Have you fucked Patty yet?" she asked directly.

"Of course not," I lied. "She probably doesn't know how. She's
too young anyway, both emotionally and physically."

"I'm not," Jennifer bragged. "Not too young in either case, and I
know how to fuck." She was rocking her hips across my now hard
cock and I was liking it, a lot. "Do you want to fuck me?" she
asked.

"God yes," I confessed. "No, I mean no we can't, please stop.
What about Patty?"

"She's your girlfriend. Tell her if you want. Maybe she'll put
out for you then," Jennifer said. "But I'm fucking you first. Are
you a virgin?"

"No," I truthfully said. "But she wasn't a 9, or someone as young
as you."

"Who was she?" Jennifer asked, continuing her movements,
continuing to keep me hard.

"This older lady where I used to live." I weaved a lie. "She was
probably a 3 or 4 on your scale. I had just turned 13 years old.
I came in less than a minute and then it was over. I've tried to
block it out. I don't really want to talk about it."

Jennifer was so full of herself but she was definitely keeping me
stiff, rubbing her clothed pussy across my dick like she was.
"Get ready for the ride of your life," she promised. I wanted
that ride yet I knew we couldn't. We had to stop now.

She reached down and curled her fingers over my underpants. Then
sliding her body towards my feet she pulled my underpants off
removing my last piece of clothing. Tossing them to the floor she
dropped her own panties and crawled back up onto me.

I had to stop her. I couldn't keep doing this, fucking girls like
this. But as I looked at her moving up onto me again, no words
came out. I knew I wanted her.

Her pussy had only a hint of hair growing. How did she know so
much about fucking. I wondered if her older sister Maryanne had
been teaching her. She grabbed my rod and rubbed the head against
her pussy lips, letting it slide slightly in and out as she ran
it across her slit.

We still hadn't done it yet. I still had a chance to stop it all.
"Jennifer, please. We can't do this. It's wrong. I should be true
to Patty."

"Your words say no but your body doesn't lie. It says yes. I'll
listen to your body." Holding my shaft straight up she lined it
up to her opening and slowly dropped her body down. She was
extremely tight and dry but that didn't seem to stop her. She
forced herself halfway down my shaft before stopping. Lifting up
partway she came down again, this time sliding a little easier.

I was sure now that she had no hymen. I didn't know if she was a
virgin and had just lost her hymen through some other means or if
she was experienced sexually. But she knew how to fuck. All was
lost now. With her pussy wrapped tightly around my cock, I didn't
want to be anywhere else in the world but right there with her.

I let Jennifer control the whole situation, just laying there
staring at her as she continued to lift her body up and slide
back down, each time a little easier than the previous. She was
able to finally get me completely inside of her. That's when she
leaned forward and began to rock her body more quickly up and
down my iron rod.

"Oh God Jennifer, you feel so good," I praised her. She smiled
and kept fucking me as I continued to moan in appreciation.

"Is this better than that old lady fuck you had?" she asked as
she continued to rock back and forth on me.

"I didn't know it could be so wonderful," I answered truthfully.
Her pussy was so tight around my shaft yet was sliding smoothly
in and out of her. She was plenty wet. My bet was that she had
fucked before, been stretched out before. That must be why she
was able to take my prick all the way inside without much effort.

She continued to fuck me but she began to gasp with each thrust
downward onto me. "Oh baby, you are so fucking hot," I told her.
"You're going to make me cum soon. You better get ready to pull
off."

"Not on your life, jackass," she said. "You're going to fuck me
all the way, and cum inside me." She seemed to go faster with
that and I knew I only had moments. I figured she wanted to make
sure I didn't pull off so she was hurrying things along.

"Oh my fucking God, Jennifer, I'm cumming," I screamed in a
whisper if that's even possible. I didn't want Patty to hear but
Christ at that very moment Jennifer was a 10. At that moment of
my climax she was the best fuck I had ever had. I knew later it
was just the climax talking but even so she was fucking great.

I pulled her down tight against my chest and began to ratchet my
hips up and down ramming my prick as hard as I could into that
tight little cunt of hers. I felt my cum shoot up my shaft and
out into her body. I suddenly stopped and held her tight, my cock
buried deep inside of her, while I pumped load after load into
her tiny love canal.

As I emptied myself I began to relax, my arms dropping to my
sides. I looked up and saw Jennifer smiling at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Well what did you think, fucking a 9 that is?" she asked me.

"Incredible, out of this world," I praised her. "You are by far
the best fuck I have ever had or ever will have. I want to dump
Patty. I want you to be my girlfriend." Oh shit, what was I
saying. I was getting caught up in my own fairytale. Jennifer
would soon find out I was Patty's stepdad. Then she would know
this was all a bunch of lies. "You have to be the best fuck
anyone could ever have," I praised her.

She climbed off the bed and started getting dressed. "Well I
better be, compared to some old lady. But I'm not going to be
your girlfriend. It would break up my friendship with Patty. If
you play your cards right I might let you fuck me again
sometime."

"I hope so," I told her.

"Maybe we'll just be fuck buddies. But you better be more
concerned about getting me off than yourself, understand?" she
stated.

"Yes, I'm sorry. This all was so sudden. But what are we going to
tell Patty, about us resolving our differences?"

"Leave that to me," she said.

"You're not going to tell her we fucked are you?" I was suddenly
in a panic. "You can't tell anyone about this."

"I said leave it all to me," she repeated.

After that we both got dressed we went back upstairs.

"And did you guys work things out?" Patty asked.

"Well things were a little tight between us at first," Jennifer
said. "But we both tried hard and put out, sharing in the effort
helped, and it loosened things up between us. I think we worked
out any problems we had and in the end were totally committed to
a closer relationship. I'd say we bonded quite well."

"Wow, you sound so grown up about all this. So are you friends
now?" Patty wanted to know.

"Yes, I'd say Danny and I made a real true-to-life connection and
all that tension between us is now gone." Jennifer was just full
of those double-meanings. "But to keep it that way I think it
would be good if you have me over more often when Danny is here
so that we can keep up this new friendship we have. And, with
your permission of course Patty, maybe Danny and I could spend a
little time alone like we just did, to make sure we don't have
anything between us, that would stifle this friendship. We
definitely want to keep this connection we've made firm and
solid, keep our relationship nice and tight."

Jennifer was laying it on thick but Patty was lapping it all up.
All she saw was that her best friend was now friends with her
pretend boyfriend.

"Absolutely, I'll make sure of it," Patty promised.

"I'm going to call my dad now to come pick me up," Jennifer said.
She did and we just talked for the next 20 minutes until her
father came to get her.

After she left Patty asked, "So tell me truthfully, how did it
go?"

"Rather well I think." I wasn't going to tell Patty that I had
just fucked her best friend.

"Do you think you might like to fuck her," Patty asked me
directly.

It sort of took me off guard, "What? Patty, no. I told you we're
not doing that. I'm not fucking your friends, so don't get any
ideas."

"I'll talk to Jennifer about it, see if she might be interested,"
Patty said, as if she didn't hear a word I said.

"Patty, are you not listening?" I complained. "There is not going
to be any fucking going on here."

"I told you I would find someone for you. I have others too," she
informed me.

"How many times do I have to tell you? No, no, no." I stood my
ground. "I mean what do you think you are, my pimp?" I couldn't
help but laugh.

"As long as you do me once in a while too," she laughed back. I
just shook my head in despair.

Patty was never going to leave me alone, I thought. But as far as
Jennifer was concerned I'm glad she didn't.

"Listen, Jennifer and I had a good breakthrough in our
relationship," I explained. "I'm not saying we are good friends
yet, but she opened up and let me slip inside her world for a
while. I think it was a major breakthrough for us. I want to
continue to nurture that between us. If she can like me, then she
will be that much better friends with you. That's what I want.
It's just going to take some private time with Jennifer. She
seems to relax and be herself when we are together, unlike any
other time."

"Well I still think I can get her to fuck you," Patty stated. I
just smiled.


The End (until the next encounter)