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Why Me
by Sweet Irish (address withheld)

***

A girl of the LDS church is to be married and she and 
her intended have retained their virginities and agreed 
to share them on the night they wed. Claudia goes 
against a major point of her religion and has a drink 
of wine, actually two glasses. (MF, 1st, oral, alcohol, 
preg)

***

The day started out with my taking a wonderful hot 
shower. Afterwards I sorted through my neatly hung 
skirts and blouses in the large walk-in closet that 
completed the master bedroom suite of my spacious 
apartment. Finally I found what would assuredly be the 
perfect outfit to wear when meeting my mother-in-law to 
be for lunch. Yes, in only five weeks I would be 
happily married to Bradford Jennings.

Slipping on thigh-high stockings, I stood and looked in 
the mirror at the reflection of a twenty year old 
brunet and marveled that my 34A cup breasts, size 5 
panties and 102 pounds could have landed my darling 
Bradford as my soul mate for life. During our courtship 
I retained my purity and as I studied myself in the 
mirror, recalled certain of those nights and warn days 
with my intended husband to be, that Bradford nearly 
convinced me to give all my love to my handsome man.

Hiking in the Cascade Mountains or resting beside a 
stream that floated easily down from the mountains of 
the Cascades, and where we kissed and engaged in light 
petting. Although it was only on the outside of my 
clothing. I recalled how oh so close I had been on 
numerous occasions in giving my body to my soon to be 
lover and husband.

Bradford and I determined we'd refrain from sex until 
we married. Yet many times I had to literally push my 
darling from atop my body. Especially the day we 
stopped to rest beside the cool stream flowing through 
the lovely meadow a few miles from Wenatchee where we 
lived. I was home from BYU for the summer and Bradford 
and I had hiked from eight o'clock that morning until 
around noon when we had stopped to fix a hiker's lunch.

The sun had risen to warm the mountains and after 
eating our meals, we held each other in our arms, I 
heard my darling ask, "Claudia, would you like to swim 
and cool off?"

Hearing my sweetheart ask me to swim caught me off 
guard and without thinking replied, "That sounds 
wonderful as it is so hot today, and I'm sweating so 
much my blouse and shorts are soaking wet."

Saying noting else, I watched as Bradford stood up and 
pulled his tee-shirt up over his chest, continuing on 
with the removal of his shirt as it pulled from the 
nearly black crew-cut hair style he had recently 
adopted. My eyes looked at the broad chest of the man I 
loved as his hands moved to the waist band of his under 
shorts. "No," I thought to myself, he won't remove his 
underwear and reveal his body completely unclothed 
before my eyes.

Suddenly I was gazing upon a man's phallus for the 
first time in my life. In the past I had seen little 
boy's nude when I bathed them when baby sitting, but 
this wasn't a little boy. This was a star linebacker on 
Washington State's football team and even I understood 
my intended was definitely large in his manhood.

After Bradford was nude, my ears heard him ask, yet I 
was stunned and unable to reply to his question, 
"Aren't you going to undress and swim with me darling?"

"Uh... I'm... Bradford, I've never been undressed in 
front of a man... you are... it scares me to see you 
naked."

My eyes watched as the love of my life stepped before 
me where I sat on the ground, and I was eye level with 
a semi-erect penis that I understood was desirous of 
entering my body. Moving my hand up to Bradford's 
outward awaiting hand, he pulled me up until I was on 
my feet. My body shook in fear at the fact my Bradford 
wanted me to undress and join him in nudity.

"Please... turn away from me while I undress... it 
scares me to think you might not like seeing what you 
will spend your life with... are you certain you wish 
to view me nude Bradford?"

Removing my clothes, I whispered in a soft voice, "OK, 
I'm... undressed... please don't laugh when you see 
me." I informed my future husband.

Instead of laughing, Bradford took me in his arms and 
pulled me tightly to his large bulk. My heart was 
pounding as if it would split apart from the anxiety I 
was suffering from being so openly exposed. "Honey, I 
thought it would be our wedding night that we first saw 
each other nude... do I disappoint you," I asked 
Bradford.

"Never... and your breasts are very lovely and point 
firmly out from you body. Your nipples are lovely and 
deep pink in color... no they aren't pink, they are the 
color of strawberries." Then I listened as my soul mate 
picked me up into his arms and carried me to the stream 
and asked, "Should I just toss you into the water and 
cool you off, my hot little woman?"

Without giving me time to respond, Bradford tossed me 
into the cool water and it happened so quickly, my 
mouth was open and I swallowed a mouth full of water. 
Coming up from the water, I watched as Bradford jumped 
into the water and swin to where I was standing.

"You're mean throwing me in the creek... the water is 
so cold," I told the man standing in front of me. Even 
if he was laughing at my expense, I enjoyed the 
playfulness of the man who was holding me in his arms.

"I can see the water is cold. What are those things 
sticking far out from your body... they appear to be 
the hard pointed end of mails," Bradford said while 
laughing even harder.

Quickly Bradford pulled me firmly against his broad and 
hair covered chest. His days playing football had toned 
his body and I was unable to move evan a fraction of an 
inch from his large frame. However, as I squirmed and 
moved against him my legs parted until they were on 
each side of him. This caused out pubic areas to come 
into contact with each others. For a few minutes I 
hoped Bradford would make love to me. Suddenly I felt 
his erection moving to part my vaginal lips and the 
intimate contact caused me to shudder and,I jerked back 
from him.

"Oh no... we can't..." Nothing else was said between us 
and slowly I moved to stand alone in the water. For the 
next half hour we played in the water, then moved to 
the shore and lay on the ground, letting the Sun dry us 
off. Our bodies moved together until finally Bradford 
moved on top me; I seemed to automatically spread my 
legs to welcome him to take me.

Once more I felt a man's phallus pushing against the 
puffy lips between my thighs and when he couldn't gain 
entrance, my lover moved his hand between our bodies. 
Again I felt his penis touching me, and then he was 
working the end of his erection up and down between my 
labium.

"Bradford, please don't... I want to be a virgin when I 
come to you on our wedding night. Please darling, we 
only have to wait until the last Saturday of August and 
you will be mine and I yours," I whispered. However, I 
knew for certain that I wouldn't stop Bradford if he 
wished to take me as we lay on the ground that day. 
Finally we broke apart and dressed and continued on 
with our hike.

#

Today I was to meet my future mother-in-law for lunch. 
I looked forward to meeting Mrs. Jennings at the Bamboo 
Hut restaurant, which was my favorite establishment to 
eat with Bradford. Leaving my apartment, I drove to the 
restaurant and was surprised when I arrived to find my 
future mother-in-law wasn't waiting on me as I had been 
held up by an accident on the highway.

I took the table offered me by the host and asked if a 
Mrs. Jennings had called and left a message for me, 
Claudia Mason. "No, there have been no calls, would you 
like a drink or something while you wait Miss Mason?"

"Yes, I'll have a 7UP, thank you," I replied.

In about ten minutes my cell phone rang and it was 
Elizabeth, Bradford's mother, calling. I listened as 
she told me she had been in an accident and was just 
now able to call me. "Claudia, you won't be upset if I 
don't show will you?" she asked. After speaking with my 
future in-law I realized it had her that was in the 
accident that had held me up in traffic.

"No, I'll have a bite and afterward go shopping. Have 
you heard from Bradford and his father yet, or have 
they left Spokane?"

After speaking with my future mother-in-law, the waiter 
appeared and asked if I still wished to wait or was I 
wish to order. Deciding that I was hungry and wanting 
to enjoy a nice lunch, I gave my order to the waiter. 
After a few minutes I heard someone speak to me.

#

"Hello, are you alone or May I join you for lunch? The 
hostess said it will be a while before a table is open. 
If you permit me to join you, lunch will be my treat. 
You can see, the tables are all full and it will be 
nearly an hour before another table is available."

Looking around I could see the dining room had filled 
while I waited for my future mother-in-law. As I was 
caught off guard by the intrusion of the man who was 
standing by my side, I replied simply, "Yes, but I will 
buy my own lunch... But thanks for the offer."

"You're a nice person to share the table with me. I'm 
Camden Johnson, and you are...?"

"Claudia... Claudia Mason. My fiancé's mother was 
suppose to meet me for lunch, but something came up and 
she just called and informed me she can't join me. So 
it will be nice to have someone to speak with, while 
enjoying lunch," I replied.

The Chinese grilled chicken salad with fresh mandarin 
orange slices was superb and as I was eating, the 
waiter arrived with two glasses of wine. This was 
something that I couldn't enjoy because of my religion. 
I informed Camden, "I can't share the wine, as my 
religion doesn't permit me to drink alcohol or even 
drinks with caffeine."

"Why is that... what church do you belong to?" Camden 
asked.

"The Church of Latter Day Saints, which most people 
refer to as the Mormons? I don't partake of tea or 
coffee."

"Look, no one will ever know if you enjoy your first 
and only glass of wine with me... and I promise never 
to tell anyone you were having a drink with me. So how 
about just once forgetting the church and their silly 
rules and be friends and say to heck with religious 
condemnation of our souls?"

The meal with Camden had been wonderful until the wine 
arrived and I certainly enjoyed the conversation 
between us. In fact I found myself comparing him to my 
future husband and found myself thinking how easy going 
and attractive I found this strange. Could I forgo all 
my religious beliefs and not control my feelings toward 
a stranger and the fact I was to be married? What had 
happened to me that this strange man could influence my 
thoughts and morals so readily?

"Perhaps just s sip or two, and if my my soul ends up 
in Hell, then you will be to blame Camden" I said as I 
raised the wine glass and tasted alcohol for the first 
time in my life. The taste was nice, although there was 
a slight bite to my taste buds. Smiling as I held a 
little of the wine in my mouth, I could see that Camden 
was pleased with my tasting his liquid gift.

After eating and I had consumed the glass of wine and 
also a second glass as well, I agreed to take a ride 
with a man I didn't know, but was infatuated with his 
good looks and carefree manners. Camden seemed to be 
smiling at all times and as I got into his car, I loved 
the fact it had rich leather seats. When I sat down I 
was careless in moving my legs and realized I had 
displayed a vast amount of my upper legs.

#

We drove out into the mountains and pulled into the 
small road that led to the stream where my future 
husband and I would drive to and enjoy the stream and 
beautiful valley with the forested hills on each side 
of the valley. Camden took a blanket from the trunk of 
his car and laid it on the ground and told me, "This 
will keep you clothes from getting dirty.

For perhaps ten minutes we simply spoke and told each 
other about our lives, and I loved telling this 
stranger about my upcoming wedding and how darling my 
intended husband was to me. How or why I permitted my 
lips to be kissed I have no idea. 

For perhaps two minutes of being held in Condom's arms 
and his lips on mine, I was jolted back to the real 
world when I felt his hands covering my breasts. 
Feeling a man's hands on my breasts for the very first 
time in my life, I didn't stop them from roaming over 
the swells of my womanly glands as the sensations were 
thrilling to state the least. Only once had Bradford 
caressed my breasts and that was the day we swam nude 
together and he had only touched them so briefly it was 
like he hadn't even touched them.

"Your beautiful Claudia and I can't imagine how lovely 
your breasts must be from what I can feel... I want to 
see and kiss them and..."

Without saying anything else Camden unbutton my blouse 
and unsnapped the front closure of my bra. My breasts 
were now open for not only Camden to view, but the 
whole world could see the pinkness of my nipples. Once 
more Camden was kissing me, and this time his tongue 
pushed its way into my mouth.

Within my body was tingles and needs and the fact that 
I was french kissing a man who I had only met made me 
forget anything about my upcoming marriage. When 
Bradford had attempted to kiss me with his tongue in my 
mouth I had always stopped him. There were no doubts 
that the wine was creating needs and desires in me that 
I couldn't help but enjoy.

After some time we were lying on the ground and 
Camden's mouth was covering my nipples. The sensations 
of having my breasts kissed and nursed on for the first 
time ever caused me to shudder and I moaned out, 
"Camden's, you must stop... no one has ever done these 
things to me, not even Bradford... you must stop... oh, 
please stop before it's to late..."

Even as I spoke my legs were now the object of desire 
for Camden to explore and as his hands wandered over 
the skin above my stocking tops, I felt his hand brush 
across the middle of my legs and across my panties. 
Within my body and soul were feelings that until that 
moment with Camden along the stream, I had always 
before held such emotions in check. Now my blood seemed 
to be coursing through my body with heated passions 
that were not only strange, but creating a need to 
permit Camden to do with me as he wished.

Using all the strength I could muster, my hands pushed 
against Camden's chest and I cried out in alarm, "No 
Camden! You must stop as I'm engaged to marry Bradford 
and I've never done anything like we are now. Stop, oh 
please stop before..."

"Please Claudia, don't stop me... I will only touch you 
and not take you... don't stop me from my giving you 
some pleasure..."

With my heart racing and my desires beyond anything I 
could have ever imagined, I allowed my clothing to be 
removed until I was in only my panties. Whispering to 
the man who was slowly taking away any sense of right 
or wrong, I asked, "Not my panties... leave me some 
modesty... oh Camden, what are you doing...?"

In my years of being the typical teem and reading and 
listening to friends, both single and married, I 
understood what Camden was about to do with me. His 
fingers caught the waistband of my panties and slowly 
slide them down my legs and over my feet. This in 
itself was only the start of something that soon had me 
forgetting all my plans of remaining a virgin or being 
a virgin bride to Bradford in five weeks.

"Stop... you mustn't kiss me there... oh... oh... oh 
Camden you must stop... I can't..."

My body was on fire and I felt my hips moving up and 
down as Camden licked and nibbled at my sex. The 
feeling of his tongue on my clitoris was building me to 
the most intimate release deep within my soul and 
something I had never considered or believed could 
happen to a woman. Just as I was approaching the need 
to climax, Camden stopped licking my clitoris and moved 
his body over mine. The touch of his penis against the 
wetness of my female opening caused me alarm and I 
cried for him to stop before it was too late.

"No Camden! Please stop before... and you can't... 
nooooo... Camden I'm a virgin and saving myself for my 
husband... nooooo... ohhhhh... aughhhh... it hurts and 
oh you must stopppp. Camden... nooooo... your hurting 
me!" At that moment I felt a man whom I had known for 
just a few hours shatter my hymen and take my 
virginity. I was lost in the knowledge of what was 
occurring and also understood what this would mean if 
and when Bradford found out I was no longer a virgin.

"Give it up to me... come on baby let it feel good... 
oh yeah. Now move your butt up to me... oh god Claudia 
you are so tight... you were a virgin... oh damn you 
are so fucking good."

My body was totally lost and felt my inner self start 
to feel like I was a leaf floating down a stream. I had 
to grip the man in my arms who was above me and giving 
me the wonder feelings and I sobbed out... "Oh yes! 
What is happening to me... ohhhh it feels like I'm 
rolling on a cloud. Aughhhhh!" 

That I had just climaxed I understood perfectly and my 
arms and legs wrapped tighter around the man who was 
filling me with his seed. This I know was something 
that shouldn't be occurring, but I didn't worry about 
becoming pregnant and actually didn't consider such a 
thing being a problem at that moment in time. I only 
wanted to feel the warmth and floating sensations that 
my body gave down to the man who had taken me.

In a few moments Camden rose up from me and I could see 
my blood on his shrunken erection. Moving so I was 
partly setting up, I looked down at the juncture of my 
thighs and saw the evidence of my lost virginity. Tears 
formed in my eyes and I begin to sob uncontrollable and 
I rocked back and forth while hugging my knees to my 
chest.

Camden moved to me and when he hugged me to him, I 
shoved him away and stood up and reached down and 
picked up my clothing. Moving a few feet away to the 
edge of the water, I stepped into the chilling stream 
and washed the blood from my body. Satisfied that I was 
as clean as I could be, I got out of the stream and 
dressed. With my back to Camden I said in a hurtful 
voice, "Why did you do this to me... why... take me 
home... whyyyyy?"

I walked slowly toward the car and when I got to the 
passenger door I saw Camden was washing off in the 
stream. Getting into the car, I leaned my head forward 
into my hands and sobbed as I thought of the hurt I 
would bring to Bradford on my wedding night. In my mind 
were many thoughts on how I could pretend to still be a 
virgin and convince my darling Bradford I had waited 
for him to take me for my first time.

#

"Hey, don't be mad. Why don't you take your clothes off 
and we will enjoy each other once more... it will be 
better the second time. What do you say, once more 
before we leave Miss Claudia?"

Looking up I saw Camden was still nude and his penis 
was once more pointing out in a threatening way 
directly toward me. When I didn't answer and even 
certain what I should say or do to respond to his 
question, there was no resistance on my part when 
Camden took my hands in his and pulled me from the car.

"No Camden... not again...you..."

Before I could say anything else, I was lying on the 
ground and Camden was kissing me and pushing my skirt 
up my legs and without removing my panties, he simply 
pushed them to one side and entered me with his thick 
and hard manhood. Having seen Bradford in the nude, it 
was for certain that the man who had just taken my 
virginity and was again invading my body was twice the 
size of my future husband.

How long Camden took me the second time I have no idea, 
but he was rough and when he moved my legs onto his 
shoulders and bent me double, I thought he would kill 
me. I pleaded for him to stop that it was hurting me, 
that I didn't want this again. When I felt Camden once 
again fill me with his male juices, I was glad the 
sexual act was over. 

Once more as we I was being held by the man who had 
just enjoyed his sexual acts with me, he continued to 
tell me how good it felt and once more I felt he was 
erect and his hands were moving under my top and inside 
my panties. I pushed him from off my body. When Camden 
got up from on top of me, I cried out, "Take me home or 
I will start walking... I mean it... no more and never 
again."

"Ah, come on honey, just once more and then we'll 
leave," Camden said in a pleading voice.

"No... let's go... okay, I'll walk home," I said and 
listened as Camden told me he would dress and we would 
leave. All the way back to the mall I listened as 
Camden recanted the sexual happenings between us that 
had occurred.

"Man, to think that I was your first and you're getting 
married... damn, what a trip."

Once I got home, I felt sore and I soaked in the tub 
for nearly two hours. After slipping on my favorite 
pj's I walked into the living room of my apartment and 
turned on the TV. Around eight that evening Bradford 
called and I told him I wasn't feeling well and would 
speak with him the next day.

#

With less than a week to go before I was to marry on 
the coming Saturday, I froze as if I had suddenly 
become a block of ice. There was no doubt in my mind 
that I was assuredly pregnant. I hadn't commenced my 
period over a week ago and I was always on time.

My mind went blank and knew I must go to the drugstore 
and get a PT kit. Driving to the store I couldn't get 
my mind off the afternoon that Camden and I were 
together. I prayed the total trip to and from the store 
that the test would show I wasn't pregnant, but just 
late.

Taking the kit to the bathroom, I read the instructions 
carefully and holding the strip so I struck it as the 
instructions noted, I soon found the test showed I 
would be having a child. At the drugstore I had 
purchase two kits in the event the first one said I was 
with child, and taking the second kit, I tested myself 
once more. Again I was able to see that I was going to 
have a baby.

Talking to myself, I realized an abortion was out of 
the question. There was no way to tell Bradford, and I 
decided to marry Bradford in four days and pretend I 
become pregnant on our wedding night and honeymoon.

Knowing there was blood from Camden capturing my 
virginity, I knew that some way I must have some blood 
to put on both of us after our first time to make love.

Our hotel room we had reserved was a large suite with a 
living area, a kitchen and dinning room, as well as a 
large bedroom with a king size bed. Under my pillow I 
had placed a small perfume bottle with blood I had 
collected from a three pound chunk of beef the night 
before my wedding.

#

The day I went into labor, I called Bradford at work 
and told him that my water had broke and my mother was 
taking me to the hospital and he should meet me. During 
the drive my mother asked me about being pregnant 
before I got married and I told her that Bradford and I 
hadn't engaged in sex until our wedding night.

After I was in the birthing room, the doctor told 
Bradford that the baby was a full term baby and not 
eight months as he had spoken about to the doctor. 
Bradford had in his own way asked the doctor, "Your 
saying the baby was conceived five or six weeks before 
we were married...?"

After the baby was born, my mother came into my room 
and I asked if Bradford was looking at our son in the 
hospital nursery. Mother looked at me and told me 
Bradford had gone home.

"Claudia, your husband is very upset and told me the 
two of you hadn't engaged in sex until your wedding 
night. Yet he knows the baby is nine months, and you've 
only been married eight months. Honey, what happened?"

"Mother, oh noooo I'm... what did the doctor say... did 
you hear him speaking with Bradford?"

"Honey I heard Doctor Wietz tell Bradford, "Your baby 
is a full term baby and not a preemie as you believe it 
to be less than eight months. Mr. Jennings, your wife 
was over a month pregnant when you were married... were 
you unaware of this? I discussed this with your wife on 
her first visit to me after my initial examination of 
her and later on when I completed the sonograms. Is 
there a problem...?" 

The next day my mother took me home, and after she left 
I was alone with my baby. I was home alone in the home 
Bradford and I had purchased three months after we were 
married and after my husband had graduated college was 
extremely dreadful to me in my husband not being with 
me and the baby. There was no one there when I carried 
my son into his room and placed him in his time crib. 
Then I walked to my bedroom and lay back on the bed and 
wondered if my husband would be home that evening or 
any evening. 

Suddenly the true reality that my darling husband had 
discovered I'd cheated on him struck me in my heart and 
soul. I discovered what seemed like a heavy rock was 
tied around my neck and I was being pulled downward 
into the depths of the deepest ocean and engulfed in a 
sea of guilt. I understood completely why I hadn't 
heard from Bradford since he left me in the birthing 
room. 

From the time I had sex with Camden and especially 
after discovering I was with his child, and the moment 
that my darling Bradford would discover he wasn't the 
baby's father had finally arrived and the results were 
worst than I had expected. Somehow I had believed that 
I could trick Bradford into believing the child was 
his. Now my sins of both alcohol and sex had arisen to 
haunt me. Would my church disown me I pondered?

The next day and an hour after I had feed the baby, the 
doorbell rang and when I answered the door found my 
mother was there. Looking at me with a hurtful if not 
distressful look on her face I heard my mother say, 
"Honey, what happened is your business and you must 
face that... but Bradford is due some answers. Bradford 
called me and said that tonight he will come home and 
you need to tell him. Whatever you do, Claudia you must 
be honest..." Then my mother kissed me on the cheek and 
we walked into the baby's room.

Bradford came home around six that evening and looked 
at me with fear and hurt on his face. Immediately my 
dearest love walked to our room and took out a suit 
case and commenced filling it with his clothes.

While I sat sobbing and begging Bradford to not leave 
me, he turned with a look of hatred on his face and 
asked, "Tell me the truth Claudia, who is the baby's 
father?"

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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