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Target: Beautiful Married Women - II
(m/f, cons)
by
Black Demon

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Standard Disclaimer!
This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
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Note:  The story below is a story in itself.  However, it is also a 
direct continuation
of the earlier story entitled:  'Target: Beautiful Married Women - I'
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This story along with all other Black Demon Stories are now
enhanced with pics at Black Demon's free story site:
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Reminiscing once again as he lay upon his dorm room bed, Skipper
Harmon thought back to the past summer and the end of his
freshman year of college coming up in just another month.  He was
dying to get back home, away from this small college town
atmosphere, where he could once again enjoy life to the fullest.
He longed to see the familiar faces in the suburb where he lived
with his parents, also to see the many new faces that came to
join the neighborhood while he was away in college.  In
particular, Skipper was rather anxious to see the new faces of
the eight youngsters that were born recently in March and April.

Skipper could not resist getting a hardon, knowing that there was
a good chance that he might very well have fathered those babies
after having seduced the once faithful and beautiful wives of the
unsuspecting husbands.  He chuckled at the thought of those
cuckold husbands acting so proud that he had fathered a newborn,
getting up in the middle of the night to help care for them, when
in actuality he was taking care of a crying baby that was
actually fathered by someone else.

Those once innocent and faithful wives had succumbed to Skipper's
charms and the handsome young teen loved nothing better than to
notch another conquest onto his belt.  Notching up another
conquest of a beautiful faithful wife of another man was what
Skipper lived for.  But to do that plus knocking up the lovely
wife, with her becoming the mother of one of his babies, that was
the ultimate conquest for him.  Skipper now anxiously looked
forward to the end of the school year so he could return home and
resume his mischievous activities.

He knew that each of his conquests would now be riddled with
guilt, that each would be a bit reluctant to let him into their
panties once again, especially with each still cradling the
consequences of her earlier indiscretion in her arms at the very
moment.  But Skipper just chuckled to himself, confident of his
prowess and ability to once again get into each of their panties.
 By this same time next year, each of the dopey husbands would be
dead weary of having to continue to get up in the middle of each
night to feed another crying baby or to change its smelly diaper.

Having dreamt last night of the first four to pop their bellies
this spring, Skipper now had the images of the other four
beauties that had succumbed to his charms, trying to imagine how
each must have looked recently with their bellies bulging at the
magic nine-month mark. Smiling, Skipper planned on personally
delivering a gift-wrapped toy for each of the newborns when he
got home and planned on shaking the hand of each proud father. 
After all, it was the least he could do for his own son or
daughter and to thank the man for taking care of his little baby.

Now Skipper began reminiscing again as the image of the lovely
Mrs. Kristi Hamaguchi, the former Miss Kristi Kato, his sister's
closest and best friend from high school days.  From when Skipper
was in middle school and Kristi came over to their place to visit
and study with his sister, he couldn't take his eyes off the
petite beauty and always hung around home instead of going out
with the guys.  She was so sweet and beautiful that often Skipper
would have to rush to the bathroom and wank off to her image. 
'So fuck'n nice legs ..................so trim, feet so petite
and cute!' he thought, always wishing that he could nuzzle his
way up very slowly, then put his face up into her soft little
furry bush.

But with Kristi his sister's age and in high school at the time,
Skipper knew that the sexy beauty merely looked upon him like a
little brother instead of a guy she'd consider going out with. 
Being five years younger than the sexy babe, Skipper had been
forced to accept the fact that she'd never go out with him on a
date.  Kristi and his sister ended up going to the same college,
rooming together in the same dorm and pledging with the same
sorority, again living together in the sorority house.  Then,
even after they graduated from college together, Kristi and his
sister shared an apartment together.

Once Kristi and his sister had headed off to college, it was only
on rare occasions that he would once again get to feast his eyes
on the petite beauty.  As he himself was busy in sports and high
school, Skipper had kept occupied and given up on his fantasy of
being with the lovely gal.  Then additional disappointment came
when he learned from his sister that Kristi was getting married
to a fellow she had met in college.  And of course, Kristi had
moved out of the apartment upon getting married, lessening the
chance to see his sister's cute friend even more.

By luck or chance, Skipper had stopped in at his sister's place
to say 'hi' and chat a bit before heading out to meet up with the
guys.  When he told his sister when he was headed for, his sister
asked if he minded dropping Kristi's last few boxes off at her
new home which was located in the direction he was headed.  Just
the mention of Kristi's name had Skipper's cock give a lurch in
his pants, especially giving him the opportunity to learn of her
new address and getting to see her once again.

With his sister calling to see if Kristi would be at home,
Skipper's cock hardened in learning that Kristi was home that day
as her newlywed husband was out for his usual 18 holes of golf
each Saturday.  Eagerly loading up the boxes onto the back of his
pickup, Skipper headed out to Kristi's new home.  As he drove
along, picturing the young newlywed in his mind, Skipper couldn't
help but think how lucky her damned husband was in getting sweet
Kristi to marry him.

Just as he arrived at the location, Skipper had to wait for the
van from 'Waterbed World' to back out of the driveway.  The
wheels were churning in his devious mind as he pulled into the
driveway to see 'kute little Kristi' waving at him.  So petite
and cute, the innocent and conservative Kristi always turned
Skipper on.  He greeted and congratulated her on the new house
and upon getting married, receiving a slight hug of affection as
she tiptoed to greet him, giving him a rock-solid hardon in the
process.

Though he had seen and laid upon a waterbed before, Skipper
feigned it being the first time he had ever seen one.  With
Kristi inviting him to give it a try, Skipper told it felt great
and seemed like he was just floating on a wave.  Moving a bit to
create a ripple like wave action, he had patted the side for
Kristi to feel the action.  The unsuspecting beauty, who had
always treated him like a younger brother, fell for the ploy and
was soon lying upon the bed just a couple feet away from him.

With him slowly and confidently making his move upon the
succulent beauty, Skipper heard her gasp slowly and remain
immobile as he covered her soft pink lips with his, then felt her
lips part to admit his probing tongue.  Seconds later, they were
French kissing as he placed his right hand on the outer part of
her bare left thigh.  Caressing her thigh down to her knee,
Skipper's hand then slipped down a bit and began to slide up
between her inner thighs.

Though Kristi had always treated her best friend's younger
brother like she would her own, the development of the handsome
young teen had not gone unnoticed by her.  Average built teen
male when she had first met the younger Skipper when he was in
the 5th grade, Kristi had seen the rather tall and gawky teen
develop into a handsome muscular young man who would become the
hometown hero in leading the team to the State football
championship.

Caught totally by surprise as the handsome Skipper made his move
on her, Kristi found herself unable to move as his lips descended
down upon hers.  Once his large hand was placed upon her thigh
and began caressing her, she shuddered and began creaming and
creaming as never before, as her love juices began to ooze out of
her pussylips.  As his hand began moving up between her inner
thighs, her juices were seeping out of her quivering slit into
the crotch panties.  When his searching fingers slipped up inside
the inner leg of her shorts to touch her panties, the crotch was
already sopping wet.

Pushing his finger against the wet crotchband of her panties,
feeling her pointed tongue dallying with his, Skipper knew he had
overwhelmed all the defenses of this innocent young wife.  After
much practice and using the sexual expertise gained, his nimble
fingers quickly got her shorts unbuttoned and zipper pulled down.
 Skipper soon had the beauty's shorts and sopping wet panties
drawn down over her trim hips and down off her sexy legs.  Middle
finger pushing in and out of her juicing slit, Skipper could not
believe how this lovely beauty was creaming on his finger.

Totally disarmed by this handsome young stud, Kristi did not
realize that her blouse and bra had been removed till she felt
the pleasure of Skipper sucking upon a tender nipple and then
began feasting upon the other, getting both buds to stiffen to
attention as he tongued and nipped at them with his sharp teeth.
Unable to think straight, nor much at all for that matter, Kristi
was about to become intimate with only the second man in her
young life.  Right or wrong played no part at the moment, only
the tingling and unbelievable pleasure of being touched by the
handsome young teen matter at this instant, just three weeks
after surrendering her virginity to her husband on their wedding
night.

Head now between her soft thighs, delving his tongue between her
slick juicy lips, Skipper enjoyed feeling the young bride's
fingers entwined in his hair as he commenced to eat her out.  As
she wiggled about the bed, panting "Skipper ..............Skipper
.........Skipper ................Skipperrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" came
her screech as he feasted upon the constant flow of her sweet
honey.  With her hips arching up into his face, Kristi moaned
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .....................Godddddddddddd!"  At
that instant, feeling her quivering thighs around his face,
Skipper knew he had just eaten her out to a mind-shattering
climax.

Cockhead rubbing up and down her juicy slit, getting it all wet
and ready, Skipper leaned forward into the delirious young wife.
"Ohhhhhhhh .......................ahhhhhhhhhhhh!  Skipper
.................no .......................its too big
.......................you're too bigggggggggg!  It
................it won't fit!" he heard Kristi pant in fear. 
Grasping her trim hips, Skipper pushed himself back and forth
slowly, edging his thick lengthy cock into the innocent beauty.

For the past few years, ever since meeting her now husband,
Kristi had been totally captivated by the man she had just
married.  Though there were many other man trying to woo her
attention, Kristi would have none of that, intent on being true
to her one and only love.  But now, just three short weeks after
getting married and surrendering her virginity to her beloved
husband, Kristi was lying upon her new marital bed that was just
delivered with her legs spread wide and about to be penetrated by
the handsome young Skipper.

"Godddd .....................oh, Godddddddddddddd!" Skipper heard
the lovely beauty scream out as he shoved a good three inches of
his thick cock up into her tight snatch.  There was much more of
it to go but Skipper knew that he was stretching her out as never
before, almost like fucking a true virgin.  'Damn, her husband's
sure got a fuck'n pencil for a dick!' he thought.  Another shove,
another wail of pain, again and again, then Skipper was in her up
to his balls.

Skipper knew that her inexperienced husband had never seen his
beautiful wife in the throes of passion that was now engulfing
her innocent young body.  Slicing his lengthy cock in and out of
the disheveled beauty, Skipper had the young wife clutching at
tightly at his back with her sharp fingernails digging in as her
trim legs wrapped around him, locking her heels to pull him even
deeper into her.  As he took her to another mind-shattering
orgasm, Skipper had to let go as his cock burst like a balloon in
her, filling every crevice in her womb with his hot sticky seed.

Still embraced as Skipper kissed her lips lightly, Kristi felt
his thick cock twitch back to hardness deep within her, causing
her to moan in despair "Oh, Skipper ..............you
..........you ............................you didn't wear
.....................a condom!"  With Kristi and her husband not
wanting to start a family right away, the use of a condom was the
decided choice to prevent such an event from happening.  But for
the next twenty minutes, embraced in each other's arms and joined
as only a husband and wife should be, the worry would have to
wait as her handsome lover sliced in and out of her once again. 
Then all was quiet as they fell asleep in each other's arms.

Three hours later, with two more fantastic fuck in the interim,
Skipper then got back into his clothes totally exhausted from his
conquest of another once faithful and innocent wife.  As he
departed, Skipper gazed upon the lovely beauty lying prone upon
her new waterbed with legs spread wide and cum oozing out of her
well-fucked slit.  Only now, the lovely young wife was very quiet
and quite despondent upon realizing that she had just been
unfaithful to her husband.  For Kristi, the guilt was obviously
quite bothersome in view of the fact that she had only given her
vows to be faithful a mere three weeks earlier.

Hearing that Cheryl Mullins had returned home the other week,
Skipper dropped by her parents' home where she was staying,
bringing a gift-wrapped toy for the new baby.  At the door, he
was greeted by Cheryl's attractive mother and was invited in to
see the baby.  For Skipper, before he had tired of teeny-boppers
and set his eyes on sophisticated beauties, he had eyed up Mrs.
Darlene Mullins from the very first time Cheryl had introduced
her beautiful mother to him.

At the age of 37, Darlene Mullins stood at 5'5" and kept her trim
figure at 117 lbs.  A former airline stewardess before starting
her family, Mrs. Darlene Mullins was now a legal assistant for a
large prominent law firm.  She had taken the day off as her
daughter had to go in to the high school and take a test to get
her GED.  Not expecting anyone this morning, Darlene had dressed
in just a blouse and a pair of shorts.

Both Darlene and her husband had been quite upset with their
daughter, learning that she had gotten herself pregnant at the
start of her senior year of high school.  Though her daughter
would not reveal the name of the baby's father, Darlene secretly
suspected that Skipper Harmon was the culprit who impregnated
Cheryl.  Prior to Cheryl dating Skipper, her daughter basically
went out in large groups, with the same happening after Cheryl
and Skipper went their separate ways.  Also, the gossip around
town was all about how the hometown hero went around knocking up
all the girls he could.

Darlene could not blame young daughter for falling head over
heels for the handsome young stud, especially him being the
hometown hero and all.   Darlene knew that if she was again her
daughter's age, she too might let her guard down and allow the
handsome Skipper Harmon liberties not normally permitted others.
Holding baby John up in her arms, she showed the cute baby to his
handsome teen father.  Then Darlene looked up at Skipper, down to
the baby, back up at the teen and said "My, Skipper
..................................baby John has your smile!"

Nervous at Mrs. Mullins comments, realizing that she had indeed
guessed right that he was baby John's father, Skipper shifted
from side to side.   Invited to hold the baby as Mrs. Mullins
handed the child over to him, Skipper got to hold his baby boy
for the very first time.  Then he listened at Mrs. Mullins
relaying how upset Mr. Mullins had first been but now really
enjoys coming home to play with his grandson.

Continuing to cradle his son in his arms, Skipper looked over to
Mrs. Mullins who had gone to the kitchen to warm a bottle of milk
for the baby.  He looked at the lovely woman, took in her long
sexy legs as she stood barefoot next to the stove.  She had
certainly unnerved him for a second with her mention of the
similar smile that the baby had with him, making Skipper wonder
how she would react if he managed to turn the tables on her.

With Mrs. Mullins sitting on the sofa chair with the bottle of
milk, she held her arms out for Skipper to place the baby there.
Doing so, Skipper then edged himself around the back of the sofa,
just behind the woman's right shoulder.  Then he asked "What
about you, Mrs. Mullins? Were you upset that Cheryl got pregnant?
 What if you found out who the father was?  What would you do to
him?"

Caught in a rather awkward position at the moment, having just
sat down onto the sofa to feed the baby, Darlene shifted
uncomfortably on the sofa.  And now the handsome young teen was
standing just behind her, a bit off her right shoulder.  Not just
an ordinary teen but the handsome young stud she suspected in
knocking up her daughter.  "I ...............I
........................of course I got upset
................especially with Cheryl having to drop out of
school to have the baby!" she stammered.  "I ................I
never thought what I'd do ..............or even say if I found
out who got Cheryl pregnant!" she added.

Leaning over on purpose, his face just over Mrs. Mullins'
shoulder, Skipper reached out on the pretense of touching baby
John.  Stroking the baby's cheek as he sucked upon the bottle,
Skipper's finger traced its way up along the bottle being held by
his young and beautiful grandmother, deliberately making contact
with her hand.  Letting his finger trace its way up her thumb, up
the back of her wrist, Skipper then slowly traced his finger up
her shivering arm.  He heard her suck in her breath as his finger
moved up onto her blouse at her upper arm, tracking its way up to
the top of her shoulder to loop down towards the jutting mound of
her breast.

"You know that you called it right in saying little John has my
smile, don't you, Mrs. Mullins?  You know that I'm John's daddy!
You know that I'm the guy who got into Cheryl's panties and
knocked her up!" Skipper blatantly said, shocking the once
confident woman into speechlessness. Finger now at the top edge
of her breast, Skipper bluntly told her "You know what I want to
do right now, Mrs. Mullins?  I'd like to get into your panties
and knock you up!"

Panting for breath, unprepared for Skipper's cocksure manner,
Darlene was at a total loss as the teen's finger traced its way
to the tip of her breast, then shivered as Skipper began to
caress her budding nipple to stiffness.  Looking down as the baby
sucked on the milk bottle, Darlene could only shudder as both of
the teens hands were now unbuttoning her blouse.  Blouse
unbuttoned at the top, Darlene was totally helpless and unable to
protest as Skipper pushed the top of her lacy bra down to bare
both breasts.  Her entire body quivered as Skipper cupped both
breast in his hands, flicking at her stiffening nipples with his
thumbs.

She gave a gasp of horror and revulsion upon hearing Skipper
suggest "Look at the little guy go at it!  Bet little John would
much rather suck on a real nipple for a change!"  Repulsed at the
suggestion but Darlene took the bottle from the baby and then
cradled little John up to her left breast.  She shivered as the
baby took her nipple into his tiny mouth, suckling upon her in
search of some nourishing milk.  Darlene closed her eyes and
gasped, throwing her head back as the lurking teen bent over her
and took her other nipple into his mouth.  Both nipples being
suckled upon, one by her grandson and the other by the baby's
father, Darlene was lost in a sea of emotions.

Baby now in the playpen, feeding on its milk bottle, Darlene
found herself being led by the elbow by confident teen, right
towards the master bedroom.  Bared breasts hanging out of her
blouse, nipples still wet with saliva, Darlene soon found herself
in the bedroom that she shared with her husband.  Seconds later,
the unbuttoned blouse lay upon the bedroom carpet with the lacy
bra lying upon her blouse.  Pushed down upon the bed, hips at the
edge, Darlene could only lay there and watch as Skipper grasped
the top of her shorts and panties, roughly stripping them down
over her trim hips and down her legs.

Hips still at the edge of the bed, Darlene swallowed as Skipper's
hands clasped the back of her ankles, lifted and then held her
legs up high with feet pointing to the ceiling.  Seconds later,
the confident Skipper shuffled forward a bit, resting the bloated
cockhead of his thick jutting cock up against her. 
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
.................................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she
shuddered loudly as the muscular teen leaned into her, spearing
half of his cock into her juicing slit. As the cock sliced in and
out of her now clasping cunt, Darlene heard the confident teen
tell her "Just think, Mrs. Mullins ....................in nine
months you'll have your own little baby sucking on your pretty
titties!   Oh, yeah .................ooohhh, so tight
..................going to knock you up with you own little
baby!"

Creaming copiously as the thick cock sawed in and out of her,
Darlene now knew why all the young girls dropped their panties so
willingly for this handsome stud.  She had to admit that this was
indeed the best fuck ever thrown to her.  So much so that when
Skipper stopped to make her beg for more, she went and pleaded
with him so shoot his thick cum into her, to indeed give her a
cute little baby like he gave Cheryl.  She shot off into outer
space and was about to descend back to earth when she went
further into outer space as Skipper's hot cum blasted into her
fertile womb.

Baby well-fed and asleep, Darlene dozed in exhaustion after the
second unbelievable coupling with the teen hunk.  Awakening a bit
later, cum still oozing out of her well-stretched slit, Darlene
merely put a pad in her panties to absorb the overflow.  She did
nothing to rid herself of the teen's thick spunk, wickedly
thinking how incredible it'd be to have both mother impregnated
by the same handsome stud.  Seeing how cute her grandson John
turned out, Darlene wondered and certainly hoped that the outcome
of this adulterous affair would be equally as good or even
better.

Not only did his sister have beautiful girlfriends but many women
friends of his mother had caught Skipper's attention.  Returning
home one day, with his mower in the back of his pickup, he
greeted the lovely Mrs. Pauline Tabor who was just about to
depart from his home.  "Hi, Skipper!" she greeted him and he
responded "Hi, Mrs. Tabor!  Nice seeing you again!"

As his mother had apparently told her friend of his summer yard
work to earn some extra money for college, his cock lurched when
Mrs. Tabor asked "I hear you're doing yard work to earn some
money for college! I'm working on my garden this week!  Can I
hire your services to come over to do a little digging and help
me seed my garden?"  To this request, Skipper readily replied
that he'd be over the next day.  But Skipper did not relay his
added thoughts of 'I sure don't mind seeding your garden!  Yeah,
seed it and fertilize it to make sure it bears fruit
...................in nine months!'

Standing at 5'4", the lovely 35 year old red-haired Pauline Tabor
was happily married and a mother of two middle-school aged boys.
Still maintaining her trim sexy figure, weighing about 115 lbs,
she had caught Skipper's eyes a long time ago.  With no prior
opportunity to make a move upon the lovely woman, Skipper had not
anticipated that such a golden opportunity would ever present
itself.

Skipper inquired and learned from his mother that Mrs. Tabor had
cut back a bit on her job during the summer, scheduling her work
hours in order to transport her boys to the numerous sporting
events and practices they attended during the school break.  With
Mrs. Tabor working as a librarian with the state, apparently many
state workers shared jobs at times, a rather new concept to help
families out with raising of a family.

Knowing the Harmons for years, Pauline had watched young Skipper
grow up before her eyes.  She could understand why all the girls
were flocking all over him, having witnessed it for herself
several times when coming across the handsome teen at the mall or
pizza place where a lot of the teens hung out.  Pauline herself
had felt her own heart flutter at the sight of the handsome hunk
and even chided herself for letting such a thought enter her mind
about her good friend's young teenage son.

Just wanting to help Skipper Harmon out, giving him an extra side
job while planning on giving him a good tip to help him out
towards college, Pauline did not know the danger she had put
herself into.  It would prove to be quite dangerous for her,
seduced by the handsome son of her good friend, violating the
vows of being her marriage and that of being faithful to her
husband.  Even more dangerous in that the seduction by the
handsome young stud would end up leaving a growing bulge in her
tummy that would lead to starting a second family.  With twins
seeming to run in her family line, the number of Tabor children
was soon to double in quantity.

Quite nervous in working so close by the handsome young man, the
hero of the community, Pauline had been unable to stem the oozing
flow of her juices into the crotch of her panties.  Wearing a
blouse, shorts and tennis shoes, Pauline perspired under hot sun
as the garden was dug up and eventually seeded.  Looking down at
the ground as she planted the seeds, Pauline could not help but
to steal constant glances at the muscular and glistening body of
Skipper Harmon.  With his t-shirt drenched and dripping with
perspiration, she could not object nor did she want to when
Skipper pulled off his shirt.

Everything completed, Pauline went inside to get them some iced
tea, bringing out a picture of the refreshment with glasses and a
bucket of ice.  About to down her glass of iced tea, Pauline
quivered as Skipper moved about and 'accidentally' brushed his
hairy leg up against her. Pauline swallowed, feeling her heart
thump madly and her pussy creaming into her panties, she advised
"Help yourself to more, Skipper!  Thanks so much for your help! 
I'm so grimy, I really need a shower!"

Entering her home, having given Skipper an envelope containing
the money owed plus a good tip, Pauline thanked him once again
and left him out on the back patio.  She breathed a sigh of
relief upon entering the safety of her home, thankful that she
had gotten hold of herself, chastising herself for letting her
thoughts get carried away with the handsome Skipper so close by.
'My, God .......................I'd have melted if he even
touched me!' Pauline realized as she headed off to the master
bath for a cold shower.  But upon entering her home, Pauline had
forgotten to take the safety precaution of locking the sliding
patio door.

Under the cool spray of the shower, Pauline could not get the
image of the handsome Skipper Harmon out of her mind.  'Shame on
you, Pauline! He's young enough to be your own son!  And he's the
son of one of your very good friends!  Shame on you
..............get your nasty mind out of the gutter!' she scolded
herself.  Then she froze, hearing a noise from the entrance to
the bathroom.  None of her family was supposed to be home at this
time of the day.  She thought 'No one's here
.....................but Skipper!'

Her heart thumped in her chest as she tried peering through the
frosted panes of glass surrounding the shower stall.  Someone was
obviously in the bathroom with her, the fuzzy glimpse of a body
that she could make out through the frosted panes.  A cold chill
shot throughout her body as it appeared through the frosted glass
that the person in the bathroom with her was now taking off his
clothing.  Holding the washcloth up in her folded arms as she
backed up into the corner of the stall, Pauline could not breathe
as the looming figure neared the shower stall.

Shivering with fright as the shower door opened suddenly, Pauline
was looking at the large muscular and totally naked body of the
handsome Skipper Harmon.  Panting for breath, embarrassed as the
teen took in her nakedness, Pauline stammered out "Skipper
...................you ............you must ...........must
leave!  It ............its ............not right!  You
..............you shouldn't see me like this!"  She tried
desperately to keep her eyes focused on his face, keeping her
eyes locked on his, trying desperately not to let her eyes drift
down towards that large waving mass of flesh jutting out from
between his legs.

Washcloth taken from her clutching fingers, hands drawn down by
the confident teen, Pauline found herself grasping Skipper's
manhood with both hands.  Yet inches still jutted out beyond her
grasping it like a baseball bat.  'My, God!  It's so big!  So
long!  So thick!' she thought as she pulled upon his stem. 
Pauline swooned, throwing her head back as Skipper delved his
head into the spray of the cool shower to capture a breast in his
mouth, tonguing and nipping at her budding nipple.

Knowing that she was his for the taking, Skipper stepped forward
into the shower stall, grasping the lovely Mrs. Tabor by her soft
asscheeks and lifted her up.  Telling her to guide him in,
Skipper then lunged and literally nailed her to the shower stall.
 "Skipper ..............Skipper .................ohhhhhhhhhhhh
......................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
...........................oh, Goddddddddddddddd!" came the
shuddering response as he plunged deep into her tight slit.  Her
arms were now wrapped around his neck, her trim legs wrapped
around his waist with feet locked, Skipper then lunged in and out
of the beautiful wife and mother.

Exhausted, depleted of all her strength, Pauline found herself
with her back up against the back of the shower stall.  Legs
still tied around the handsome teen, arms now resting limply on
his shoulders, she was still impaled against the wall as the cool
water continued beating down upon them.  Then it occurred to her
'Oh, my God!  Skipper did it in me!   He's not wearing a condom!
He shot it in me!'  Squeezing her cunt muscles around his still
thick and rigid shaft, Pauline shivered upon feeling the thick
mushy cum that now filled her.

The ever confident Skipper soon revived and carried his latest
conquest, whom was forced to keep her arms and legs wrapped
around him to keep from falling, out of the shower stall and into
the master bedroom. Still dripping wet from the shower, he fell
upon the skewered beauty, right upon her marital bed.  They were
still joined as only a husband and wife should be on their
marital bed.  Then he began to fuck his mother's good friend once
again, stopping in mid-stroke just as she was about to orgasm.

Frantic for the handsome teen to continue, Pauline found that the
handsome teen had a devilish streak in him as he demanded "Tell
me you want me to fuck you on your marital bed, Mrs. Tabor!  Tell
me you want my baby-making jizz to fill your hot twat!  Tell me
you want me to knock you up, Mrs. Tabor!"  Arching up to try and
get him to continue, Pauline became desperate, then begged "Fuck
me ........................fuck me, Skipper!  Make me cum!  Knock
me up, you bastard!  Fuck your baby in me!"  Only then did the
fabulous fuck continue and Pauline got just what she had been
begging for.

Several weeks before his scheduled departure, Skipper found
himself being pulled aside by Pastor Hawkins after the Sunday
sermon that he attended just for the sake of pleasing his
parents.  Skipper had looked upon Sunday mornings as a total
waste of time but wanted to keep his parents happy.  The only
thing that he did throughout the entire hour-long sermon was to
eye up the pretty babes that attended.  Often his eye would take
in the sight of lovely Mrs. Gwen Chilton, but this was a
succulent beauty that Skipper knew was totally unapproachable not
one that be susceptible to his charms.  Certainly not the
pastor's pretty wife!

Eyeing up the beautiful Mrs. Gwen Chilton every Sunday, Skipper
knew he was only getting his balls churned hup for nothing.  But
as Skipper listened to Pastor Hawkins' asking him to fill in a
week or so until the church's caretaker recovered from a serious
illness, Skipper's mind began to work over time as he glanced
over to the lovely Mrs. Chilton as she talked to other members of
the congregation.  Learning that he'd be paid a higher amount
than what he'd make otherwise, plus being near the pastor's
lovely wife, Skipper could not refuse to be of help to the pastor
and the church.

This would certainly be a challenge as he'd never really had
gotten a chance to talk very much to the pastor's pretty wife. 
It seemed that Mrs. Chilton made it her role to see to it that
the women of the congregation felt comfortable and made it her
point to assist them in their every need.  In fact, a couple of
times Skipper felt as if Mrs. Chilton had glanced at him with a
wary eye over the past few months or so.  He had learned that the
pastor's lovely wife helped out a lot at the local hospital and
did a lot to assist young mothers, putting to use the nursing
degree that she had obtained in college.

With Mrs. Chilton setting up a child rearing class at night
during the past year, Skipper had wondered if the lovely woman
knew about him, especially since he was the culprit that had
created such a boom in the birthrate in the community.  With
quite a few high school girls pregnant out of wedlock, the
majority due to Skipper's prowess, he wondered if somehow the
pastor's wife had gotten wind of him being the main culprit.  
'Did one of the gals spill the beans to her, that I'm the one who
knocked her up?' he wondered.

Indeed, Gwen Chilton had cast a wary eye at Skipper whenever the
handsome young man was at church.  Though she had no proof that
he had fathered most of the babies, she suspected that he was the
one responsible for putting a large number of the high school
teens that had come to her classes in order to learn about
childcare.  Gwen had indeed tried to pry it out of the girls,
telling them that they should name the father of their child on
the birth certificate and force him into marriage or at least to
provide some support for her and her child.

But for some reason, those gals remained steadfast in protecting
the name of the father, even though he had obviously been in it
just for the physical pleasure.  Teaching the young mothers
various techniques in caring for the child, then purposely
leaving them alone with the child, Gwen would then peek in to see
if what she had taught them had been relayed properly and that
the young mother was performing it right. Since the classes
began, there had been eight childbirths, five boys and three
girls resulting.

Gwen was peering in on young Melody Kerns and baby Tom when she
got the first hint on who the baby father really was.  As she
watched from the corner of the open window while Melody changed
the baby's diaper, Gwen smiled in seeing that what she had taught
the young mother was indeed working as Melody kept the child
cooing while talking to him as the diaper was being changed. 
Gwen began to suspect Skipper Harmon, the handsome teen football
star at that point, after hearing Melody Kerns playing with her
son and saying "C'mon, 'Little Skip' ...........time to change
your diaper!"

That was Gwen Chilton's first hint as to who was the culprit
behind this rash of pregnancies.  Then basically the same thing
occurred when she peered in on Diane Adams and her young son Tim.
 Only this time, Gwen heard the young mother actually refer to
her baby as 'Little Skipper'. Though conservative and quite
religious, especially with her husband being the pastor of the
church, Gwen could not help but think in her mind 'It's that
handsome football jock, Skipper Harmon!  He's obviously using his
star status to get into as many panties as he can get and
'knocking up' all these star-struck gals in the process!'

Gwen was taken aback when her husband advised her that he had
hired Skipper Harmon to fill in the next two weeks, till the
caretaker returned.  She was going to object but then thought
that it might just give her the opportunity to talk some sense
into the young man.  Gwen wanted to get him to see the error in
his ways, that he couldn't or shouldn't be attempting to put a
notch on his bedpost without using some sort of protection to at
least spare his conquests the potential consequences.  'Hopefully
I'll be able to talk some sense into him and put a stop to this
rash of pregnancies!' she concluded.

On his fourth day at the church, the pastor was scheduled to be
out all afternoon making hospital calls.  The Pastor had asked
Skipper to help his beautiful wife move items used in the room
that she taught prenatal and child-caring needs into to a larger
room located at the end of the hall connected to the church's
recreation room.  Going to the classroom, Skipper saw a number of
single mattresses to be moved, mattresses that were apparently
used for the breathing techniques of soon-to-be young mothers.

With Mrs. Chilton out at a women's committee luncheon, Skipper
took his time in moving the items over, setting everything up in
similar fashion to the small room from where he had taken the
items.  He was unsure as to where Mrs. Chilton wanted the
mattresses laid out or stacked upon on another and had it stacked
in two piles about 3' high alongside one another to form the size
of a king-sized bed.  Looking at his work, Skipper thought that
only one thing would make the layout better, that of having the
lovely beauty stretched out naked on the mattresses. Rubbing the
growing bulge in his pants, Skipper told himself to quit
fantasizing or his balls would be aching for days.

At 1:30 p.m., while in the classroom, Skipper saw Mrs. Chilton's
car drive up into the parking lot.  Seeing the beauty with long
honey-brown hair, his cock twitched and grew as he feasted his
eyes on her trim figure as she got out of the car dressed in a
nice gray dress and 3" black heels.  'Damn, so fuck'n beautiful!
I just gotta get her in the sack!' he thought.  Knowing that he
at least had to try, Skipper went outside to intercept the
beautiful woman.  "Mrs. Chilton!" he called out.  Getting her
attention, he asked "Could you take a look at the new classroom
and see if everything's set-up properly?"

Smiling nervously, Gwen walked over towards the handsome teen,
swallowing deeply as her heart began thumping madly.  'Why are
you feeling this way?' she asked herself.  'Gwen, you're not one
of those young high school girls who got charmed out of their
panties!  Why are you so jittery just looking him?  Is it because
you're wondering just what kind of stud he really is, knowing how
many young gals he's made mothers of?' she wondered.

Going into the classroom after the handsome Skipper Harmon, Gwen
surveyed the room and was impressed with the good job he had done
in moving everything over and setting things up like the other
room.  She turned to look as Skipper advised "I took the poster
down from behind the other classroom door and put it up here!" 
Gwen did not realize that it was the devious ploy of the teen in
saying that, closing the door in the process to show her the
poster but turning the lock also.

Turning back to look at the entire classroom, Gwen suddenly felt
a nervous chill course throughout her body, caused by the
handsome young man having stepped up close behind her.  His
nearness was much too close for this type of interaction, able to
hear his breathing just over her shoulder.  "Sk
..................Skipper ..................I ................I
............!" Gwen stammered without being able to finish her
sentence, feeling so weak physically, panting and shivering
uncontrollably as she felt Skipper's large hands upon the back of
both her elbows.

Sensing the beautiful woman's inability to protest his advances,
Skipper felt quite confident in having the sophisticated beauty
melting like putty in his hands, just like all the others he'd
managed to seduce. Bending down, leaning in towards her ear,
Skipper whispered "You know, don't you, Mrs. Chilton?  You know
I'm the main reason you had to start up these classes, don't you?
 You know I'm the father of most of the babies
....................that I knocked up most of those high school
gals!"

"Skipper ...............you .................you must learn to
use some protection ..............so .................in order to
protect the girls from getting pregnant!" Gwen stammered out. 
"In ..................in fact .....................you
....................you should ..............should refrain from
..............such sexual activity!  You ..............you should
wait till you get married!  Think of all the girls involved
....................all these unwed mothers ...............how
their lives are changed from it all!" she further advised.

Caressing both of her bare upper arms of the succulent beauty,
Skipper felt her go weak as he moved up even closer as she was
now leaning against him for support.  Face up against her soft
silky brown hair, Skipper moved his lips, then his tongue touched
and teased the edge of her ear.  He then began teasing her
earlobe along with the earring that dangled from it.  Next,
Skipper whispered in her ear, telling her "Don't worry, Mrs.
Chilton!  I promise not to knock up any more high school girls! 
Besides, I'm headed out of town in another week!"

Letting his hand drift down slowly as he continued to caress the
shivering beauty, Skipper added "But really, these young high
school girls don't interest me anymore!  They're just too
...................young .................for me!  I much prefer
a beautiful .....................sophisticated woman
..................someone like ........................you, Mrs.
Chilton!"  He felt her tremble against him as his hands made
contact with hers, continued to nipple at her ear, then drew her
hands back between them as whispered "Feel me, Mrs. Chilton!" 
Placing her petite hands over his bulging crotch, Skipper gave
his cock a twitch, getting the desired response as the lovely
woman squeezed back against his pulsating cock.

At this point of the game, getting the trembling woman to touch
and feel his ever-growing cock, Skipper released her hands and
encircled the petite beauty to cup her breasts and knead her
stiffening nipples through her fabric of her dress and thin bra.
Then he was pinching at her stiff sensitive buds, flicking and
making them with his thumbs. "You want me, don't you, Mrs.
Chilton?  You want me to make love to you, don't you?" he
whispered in her ear.  "You want me don't you?  Squeeze my cock
if you want me, Mrs. Chilton!" he taunted.  Feeling the trim
fingers squeezing upon his hard cock signaled her answer.

Though much older than this confident teen, Gwen was quite
inexperienced when it came to sex, having only been with her
husband, surrendering her chastity on her wedding night.  She did
not know what had taken place from the time her hands were drawn
back to touch the handsome teen till this moment as she lay prone
on her back.  Gwen swallowed, trembling in both fear and
anticipation, she found herself naked upon the stacked up
mattresses and staring up at the face of the smiling teen above
her.

Shivering as Skipper took one nipple into his mouth to nurse upon
it, then doing the same to the other, Gwen was squiring about in
anticipation of what was to come.  She was taken by surprise upon
hearing Skipper ask "Have you had it any way but the missionary
position?  Bet the pastor only knows the missionary position!" 
Blinking her eyes, trying to comprehend the question, Gwen then
shook her head 'no'.  Hands upon her trim hips to turn her about,
Gwen was at a total loss as she found herself kneeling upon the
mattresses on all fours, her breasts cupped in each of the teen's
fondling hands as his manhood bumped up against her sex.

"Skipper .......................oh, God
.......................Skipperrrrr ....................its too
big ...................its too bigggggggggggg
...................please .................stop!" Gwen pleaded
frantically upon feeling the thick bulb pressing up against her.
Some sense of rational went through her mind, realizing that she
was about to commit adultery with this handsome teen, causing
Gwen to reach out and grasp the top edge of the mattress in hopes
of scrambling away and saving herself.

But Gwen was absolutely no match for the strength of Skipper's
muscular body and arms, as her hands lost their grip on the top
edge of the mattress to find herself being pulled back suddenly,
right onto the thick fleshy prong.  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeee
.............................oh, God
......................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
...........................it hurts ..............oh, Skipper
.........................you're tearing meeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she
wailed out as the thick cock skewered up into her wet but very
tight slit.

Getting fucked out her mind while on all fours, Gwen was
delirious, yet realizing she was committing adultery while doing
it just like animals mating.  Still, there was no denying that
this was the most pleasure and excitement she'd ever derived in
lovemaking as nothing she had experienced before could compare to
this handsome stud fucking into her from behind.  Cream and cream
she did on the thick fleshy pole, causing her to scream
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh .....................ohhhhhhhhhh
..........................oh, my Goddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!"
She had a mind-shattering orgasm that reached even another high
as she felt the teen's hot jizz explode deep within her body.

Hours later, having experienced another fantastic and new lesson
in lovemaking, Gwen learned what it was like to skewer herself
onto the teen's thick fleshy rod.  Humping herself up and down
onto the pleasure giving shaft, Gwen found herself shivering with
excitement as she bounced up and down faster and faster, then
shuddered and creamed in another orgasm just as Skipper once
again shot his thick baby-making jizz up into her fertile womb. 
Gwen realized that this was a most dangerous time of the month
for her but did not give it another thought as she just lay there
enjoying the most fantastic experience in her life.

Totally fucked out, Gwen awoke in a total panic upon hearing the
knock upon the door.  "Gwen ..................are you in there,
honey?" she heard her husband's voice come from the other side of
the door.  Gwen thought she was about to have a heart attack,
unable to move her legs that were still widespread upon the
mattresses, cum oozing out of her well-fucked slit.  Heart
pounding, she watched as Skipper donned his clothing quickly and
literally dove out of the window.

Some relief set in upon realizing that this newly built classroom
had a brand new door and lock, that she had the only set of keys
as she had not given one to her husband as yet.  Then she heard
Skipper's voice call out "Hi, Pastor!  I'm not sure where Mrs.
Chilton went but I believe she went to the store with one of the
women from the congregation about a half-hour ago!  With
everything moved into the new classroom, she felt it best to lock
it up - never know these days, kids will steal from anywhere -
even from a church!"  Then Gwen heard her husband and Skipper
talk about Skipper's upcoming college venture and the voices
began fading as they moved away from the classroom.

As it was now spring, nearly nine months after coming to college,
Skipper learned of Kristi Hamaguchi's cute little baby girl from
his mother upon calling home to chat with his parents.  With
Kristi's husband having a Caucasian mother and Japanese father,
Skipper knew that Kristi would not have to explain the baby's
light brown hair to anyone.   A day later, reading the email from
Cheryl Mullins whom he kept in contact with periodically, Cheryl
wrote that baby John now had a new playmate named Jim.  According
to Cheryl's email, "Baby Jim is actually little John's uncle!  It
certainly is hilarious that John will actually be a year older
than his Uncle Jim!"

It was getting quite interesting each time Skipper called home or
got a call from his parents.  Tis time, his mother relayed to him
about her good friend Pauline Tabor, that she had just given
birth to twin baby boys.  The next day, getting the latest
tribune sent in the mail by his parents, Skipper smiled upon
opening up the section containing the Sunday services.  There it
was announced that Pastor Chilton and his beautiful wife had just
celebrated the arrival of the newest member to their family and
congregation, with the paper naming baby Julie Chilton as the new
arrival.


End of Story.

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