The couple to the right of me are always yelling and waking me up. They fight about everything money sex, family, sex and *giggles* even me. That really isn’t fair because I have been a good girl and not even once tried to seduce Mr P. I mean I have maybe teased a little but not full blown “I want to fuck you”. To make things worse they constantly wake me up on my day off from school. Getting woken up with a hard cock about to explode in me in my dream is really annoying. Then I have to get out my dildo and take care of matters.It just isn’t the same without that hot creamy baby batter.
But anyways, this time it is her clothes getting thrown out the door. I wonder what the bitch did? She gets in her ugly mom car and he goes back in the house. How can I sleep wondering if this is my chance to seduce, suck and fuck Mr P? Okay so I make some pancakes. Me cook? *giggles* and put a coat and boots over my sleep shorts. I knock on his door with the plate of pancakes and he looks confused but lets me in. I told him I was wakened by all the noise and since we were all awake I would bring breakfast. I am sweet like that! He then started to explain what I already knew which was cool as his voice made me horny.
“Aren’t you going to ask me to take off my coat and snowy boots”, I asked? He seemed distracted but told me of course where were his manners. I pretend I forgot I wasn’t really dressed and handed him dish of pancakes. I followed him to the kitchen and stood out the counter and accidently poured maple syrup on my perky teen boobs. I tried to rub it off with my spit as he just stared. I finally got some of the syrup on his food and put it on the kitchen table in front of him. He just stared at me and stammered about how some of the fights were about his feeling for me. He even asked his wife to pretend she was me while they fucked. Oh that isn’t nice, but I like it. He asked me if I was a virgin, and I told him no and in fact I was on birth control. He told me he could tell I wanted him as well so now there was nothing stopping us. Well nothing except I was so fertile and not really on birth control.
He began to lick the syrup off my nipples making my teen pussy soaking wet. Mr P pulled off my shirt and carried me to the bed him and the bitch slept in. He spread my skinny legs, pulled off my sleep shorts and plunged his sticky tongue into my hot hole. I tilted my hips grabbed the back of his head and came all over his face. He came back up kissing me tasting like my pussy and syrup. I could suck his big, hard cock but what if he came in my mouth? That would ruin my plans to get knocked up by him. I just started to beg him to fuck me, whispering in his ear how much I wanted his cock buried in me. I got on top of him and started to ride him. he asked me again if I was on birth control and I told him YES, now FUCK me! I had cum like twice already and he said he couldn’t hold back and was ready to squirt his seed into me. Just as he was cumming I informed him, I was not on birth control and very fertile. I hope he wasn’t mad! Opps, I am a bad little girl!
Blood moons in history have always been a big omen for huge changes about to come. When most men see me like this they have such depraved thoughts of the things they would love to do to me. Their big hands pinching my nipples and biting and slapping my pale flesh. They want to use their fingers and cock to push into all my tight silky wet orifices. They want to hold my head pumping my mouth making me gag. Perhaps they would invite friends over to gang bang a goth chick.
