A Killer Cock
(M/Ff+, teen, size, preg)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.org



When a man is given too many gifts, often he squanders them at the feet of expediency. Sixteen-year old Dag Hammerstoldt had no problem in getting a date with any girl in the school. His hobby of weightlifting and outdoor sports really helped produce his well-tanned muscular body. Standing at 6'2, 200-lbs. of lean muscle and sandy brown hair, he was the dream of all the girls in school and gotten the well-earned reputation as the school's stud. Dag just loved to put on the charm, always getting the date he wanted, always getting his way when alone with the lovely girl. Rumor around school among all the girls was that Dag's cock was absolutely huge - over 10 inches long and as thick as a coke can! (And the rumor was true.)

Dag tended to date the sweet naive young beauties that attended the junior high and senior high school which were on the same campus. He just couldn't wait to introduce another innocent teenager to the joys of sex, loved the challenge of getting into their sweet panties, especially the younger 12 to 15-year old virgins. He especially enjoyed hearing the little beauties scream when he smashed their precious little cherries with his huge prick. He laughed to himself as he tried to recall the number of young little bitches that he had scored with. Even funnier to him was trying to count the number of younger girls that he had gotten knocked up over the past three years. He silently counted four 17-year olds, seven 16-year olds, three 15-year olds, one 14-year old, nine 13-year olds, and two 12-year olds. Twenty-six girls in all out of over 250 he had fucked in and around the entire county. Amazing. He truly was a stud, but he couldn't help giving the girls what they wanted, and he wasn't about to disappoint them when they wanted to find out firsthand if the rumor was really true about the size of his cock!

Girls in the community tended to protect Dag by claiming that their own boyfriends knocked them up. Most of the guys hated Dag with a passion, since they knew that every girl in town slept with him. And whenever they got together, they all compared their 'Dag Stud' stories. It was embarrassing to lesser boys who sported the normal 6-7 inch cocks in their pants. And no matter if a boy was hung at 8 or 9 inches, he could never match Dag's sheer thickness, which inevitably left the young girls sore for up to a week after fucking him. Nonetheless, they did everything they could to date Dag and sleep with him every chance they got, even the 12 and 13-year olds!

Thinking back to exactly one year ago, Dag recalled the exciting adventure that led to finding the one thing that was more challenging and exciting than claiming a young innocent beauty for the first time. This all began when he started dating 13-year old Kristin St. James, a young slim beauty with long blonde hair.

On his second date with lovely Kristin St. James, he had picked her up at her home and was introduced to her parents. Dag shook hands with her father and then he saw her mother come in from the kitchen. Dag was astounded by the beauty of Kristin's mother, who must have been in her mid-thirties in view of Kristin's age. At 5'2, 103-lbs., Mrs. St. James's sexy figure nearly had Dag drooling onto the floor. She was so sophisticated and elegant in her appearance with her shoulder length blonde hair, looking like a goddess to his young eyes. Dag was introduced to Mrs. St. James and shook her soft hand with bright red fingernails that were obviously professionally manicured. He could not but feel nervous, swallowing hard as he felt the twitch in his pants as he touched her hand.

Driving up to the nearby lovers' lane, Dag got Kristin to join him in the back seat of his car. Applying his usual charm and experienced technique, Dag was soon the first to suck on her tender pink nipples, sucking them to stiffness as Kristin moaned from the exquisite pleasure. Quickly Dag managed to dispose of the sweater and bra. With Kristin withering about on the seat, Dag reached down to slip off her tennis shoes and socks, then set up to strip off the skirt and panties. Dag smiled as he looked down upon this innocent beauty that would soon be his new conquest.

Fingering Kristin had the little innocent girl moaning and squirming about, indicating that this was obviously the first time anyone had touched her protected jewel. Mounting the petite little 4'10, 92-lb. blonde gymnast, Dag placed his rock hard cock at her slick entrance. With a well-measured thrust of his hips, he speared the squealing virgin. "Ohhhhhhhh... Dag... it hurts... HURTS SO BAD... STOP!! OHGOD, Please, STOP... you're TOO BIG!" Kristin screamed. Drawing back an inch Dag, grasping Kristin's trim white hips, he slammed forward with all his might. "Aieeeeeeee... arrrrgggghhhhhh!" Kristin squealed, her body shivering from the pain emanating from her thighs. Kristin began to sob in pain as the rupture of hymen signaled the end of her innocence. She wanted Dag to be the first, but she had no idea his cock was so huge - much bigger in person than she thought - and underestimated the acute pain it would bring with its eventual pleasure.

Dag loved the taking of a beauty's precious cherry, chalking yet another notch onto his trusty 'gun.' Without any consideration for his innocent partner, Dag humped away without any tender compassion, wanting merely to sate the need to blast his potent cum into the squirming young beauty. Once his cum had been deposited deep into the beauty's womb, Dag would lay upon the sobbing beauty, letting his cock recover and grow again to its full powerful state. Then Dag would make love tenderly to the young beauty, bringing her to a mind-shattering orgasm, at which time he would spurt his seed for a second time. This strategy always worked and had the little bitch coming back for more of only what his massive cock could do for them.

But with Dag, it was always a story of 'lov'em and leav'em'! Once he broke in an innocent beauty and bedded them a few times, the other side was always greener pastures. Once he had the little bitch, he knew she was his for the asking, anytime he wanted it. It seemed that what he couldn't or shouldn't get was what turned him on the most, the thrill of the conquest was what he was after. After several weeks of fucking the once innocent young conquest, the excitement dropped enormously for Dag as his attention turned to find a new challenge to conquer.

The next Friday Dag arrived at Kristin's home to pick her up. Just as Mrs. St. James pulled into the driveway, Kristin opened the window to yell down that she'd be down in about five minutes. Dag watched the garage door open to allow Mrs. St. James to drive in. He took a deep breath as he saw the car door open and Mrs. St. James's long trim legs slide out, legs encased in smoke colored nylons and 3" black heels. "Hi, Mrs. St. James!" he called out, pleased to see her smile at him and give a return wave.

As Dag mulled about, he looked up quickly when he heard a gasp and "Ohhhh!" come from the garage. He observed Mrs. St. James at an open storage cabinet reaching upwards, trying to keep some items from falling. Running over to help, he reached up high to grab the item that was about to slip from Mrs. St. James's hand. In doing so, Dag brushed up against the sophisticate and beautiful woman. His hand came into contact with hers as he could not help the urge to press himself up firmly against her.

Taking a deep breath to inhale the fragrance of her intoxicating perfume, Dag heard Mrs. St. James panting for breath as he pressed up against her. Both Dag and Kristin's mom remained frozen to the spot, unable or unwilling to move. With his crotch pressed up tightly against Mrs. St. James asscheeks, Dag could not prevent the throbbing of his hardening cock. The slight gasp by Mrs. St. James indicated that she obviously felt his hardening bone. Dag placed his left hand on Mrs. St. James trim hip as his cock throbbed against her. His now pressed to the right side of her head, loving the feel of her soft golden hair. He couldn't resist turning a bit, sticking out his wet tongue and tracing the outline of her ear, then his tongue darted into her ear.

What seemed like time frozen for a while, neither of them were able to move from the compromising embrace. The sound of a door opening brought Dag out of his trance and quickly brought the falling can down and held it out "Here you go, Mrs. St. James!" "Th …Thank you, Dag! You... you're so helpful!" came the stuttered response. "Sorry to keep you, Dag! Let's head on out!" Kristin cried out.

Dag and Kristin headed out to watch the high school basketball game. Then it was off the lover's lane. On the way Dag inquired and learned from Kristin that her mom's name was Trisha and that she was 37 years of age, giving birth to Kristin after two years of marriage. He also learned that her mom and dad began dating from the start of high school and got married once they graduated from college, that Mr. St. James was the only one her mom had ever dated. He learned that Kristin's parents never fought and that they were still madly in love with each other. Now Mrs. Trisha St. James was the top interior designer with a major firm in the city and well respected by everyone in the profession. In chatting, he learned that Trisha St. James was the head of the Women's League and also president of the school's PTA.

Learning all he could of Mrs. Trisha St. James from her daughter, it was a fact that she had only had one lover in her life, that being her husband... up till now, anyway! Such a beautiful mature woman, a married faithful wife, something that Dag knew he couldn't have. That made him all the more determined to have her! But first things first, off to lover's lane to nail Trisha St. James's lovely daughter again.

Meanwhile, at the St. James's home, Trisha St. James was beside herself at what took place in the garage. Her husband Michael always spent Friday evenings out with the boys from work, not to return till after midnight. It had been hours since the episode in the garage but Trisha could still feel the hardening throb against her asscheeks. Closing her eyes, she could still feel Dag Hammerstoldt' body pressed up against her, his right hand caressing her outstretched hand while his left hand rested on her left hip. Trying to calm herself, Trisha took a deep breath, wondering why her thoughts were on Kristin's boyfriend, shivering as she recalled the pleasure shoot through her body as Dag licked at her ear. She chastised herself for such wicked thoughts, never having thought of ever being with anyone but her husband Mike. But she just could not shake the wicked thought of wondering what it'd feel like having that tanned muscular body of Dag Hammerstoldt upon her naked body.

A week later, Dag was to pick Kristin up at 6:30p when she arrived home from volleyball practice. They'd go to the boy's basketball game and then he knew Kristin would have no objections to him heading out to their spot at the lover's lane. After the fucking he give her tonight, he knew would have no problems in getting young Kristin to drop her panties for him, anytime he wanted.

As Mrs. Trisha St. James drove up into her driveway, she was surprised to see Dag Hammerstoldt leaning against his car. Nervously, Trisha politely returned Dag's wave to her, driving her car up into the opening garage. As she put the car into park, Trisha's mind raced before recalling all the events that took place a week ago. She told herself to forget being polite and to press the button on the remote, closing the garage door behind her, knowing she could not trust herself being alone with this young man.

Exiting her car, garage remote in hand, Trisha turned to face the rapidly approaching Dag Hammerstoldt. "Hi... Hi, Dag! Ka... Kristin won't be home from volleyball practice for another hour!"

"Hi, Mrs. St. James! Another hour? Oh? I thought Kristin said she'd be back at 5:30p! Guess I've got a whole hour to kill!" Dag responded.

At this point Dag was in the garage standing only a foot away from Kristin's beautiful mom. He stared into her baby blue eyes, watching her lips tremble in fear and anticipation. Reaching out to her hand, Dag took the garage remote from her. Pressing the button, the garage door began to move downward, closing the interior garage from the neighbors' view. Dag placed the remote on top of the car's roof as he stared into the eyes of the lovely Mrs. Trisha St. James. He had learned from Kristin that Mr. St. James was always out with the guys on Friday nights and now he was alone with her beautiful mother.

Mrs. Trisha St. James was frozen to the spot with this muscular young stud standing immediately beside her. She was panting to catch her breath, her thigh muscles clenching, trying to stem the flow of love juices from seeping into her panties. She gasped as her hand was being grasped by that of her daughter's handsome boyfriend, a boy young enough to be her own son. She was now literally speechless, body shivering at being so close to this tall muscular young stud boy.

Trisha was beside herself, unable to think or rationalize at all. After that episode last week of Dag being pressed up against her, Trisha's thoughts had gone wild. What made it worst was the wicked and illicit thoughts that plagued her throughout the week as she tried to sleep each night. She had often wondered what it would feel like to be stark naked with Dag Hammerstoldt' muscular body upon her. Each time she had pictured herself with arms and legs spread wide and embracing the tanned muscular body, arching up to get his throbbing hardness deep into her. Since dating Mike from high school, never had a thought of making love to anyone but Mike entered her mind, but in the past week it was all she could think about. Her wicked thoughts of her daughter's young boyfriend over the past week, added with the young man so close to her now, had Trisha's body trembling.

Unable to help herself, Trisha looked downward to watch as Dag's fingers slowly began to unbutton her white blouse. Then her blouse was pulled from her skirt, pushed off her shoulders to flutter to the dirty garage floor. Then the shoulder straps of her lacy white bra were pulled over her shoulders, followed by the strong hands peeling the lacy material to bare her milk-white breasts. "Ohhhh... ohhhhh, Dag... stoppppp!" Trisha moaned as one puffy pink nipple was suckled to stiffness and then the other.

Moments later, the lacy bra had been unfastened to drop onto the garage floor, soon to be followed by Trisha's black skirt. The next thing Trisha knew, she was laying on the leather seat in the back of her Jaguar. Her black heels, smoke colored pantyhose and black panties were strewn about on the dirty floor. With the automatic garage light having now gone off, the interior of light of the Jag served to display the beautiful charms of the well-respected Mrs. Trisha St. James.

As the muscular young body descended upon her, Trisha pushed up with all her might. "Ohhh, please... no, don't... I've never... pleaseeee... ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Godddddd!" Trisha groaned as the thick throbbing prick spread her moist quim. "Ohhhh, Goddddd... yesssssssssssss!" she moaned, spreading her legs wide and crossing them over the asscheeks of her young lover.

Dag couldn't believe the exquisite feeling of actually fucking an experienced married 'woman'! The thought of getting a faithful wife to disregard her marriage vows for a teenaged boy had Dag's massive crank rock hard. The way Mrs. Trisha St. James responded to his cock, he knew this beautiful faithful wife was now his for the taking. He was going to give her a fucking she'd never forget, letting his cock slowly slice through her moist but tight slit.

One spine-melting orgasm and a full hour later, the lovely Trisha St. James was again moaning loudly for Dag to, "Fuck me... fuck me hard... ohhhhhhhhh, yes... yes, cum in me again!" Dag was only too happy to oblige as he held her hips tightly to him as he spurted his thick potent load deep into her fertile womb for a second time "Ahhhhh, yessss, Mrs. St. James... here it cums... ohhhh, here's my hot baby juice, Mrs. St. James!" The way in which Mrs. St. James's body clenched and contracted, legs and arms tied tightly around him, Dag knew she was having a wild orgasm. He was certainly right for Trisha St. James had never before experienced such a feeling in all her years of marriage. No adult man she had ever been with or even heard of had the horse-sized prick that Dag sported between his legs!

Finally Dag pushed his body up, groaning as his dwindling but extra sensitive cock slipped from the tightly gripping cunt lips of his girlfriend's beautiful mother. He smiled as he looked down at the sprawled body of this elegant woman and once faithful wife. What a fantastic fuck! What a thrill it was to nail a happily married 'faithful' wife. The thrill of this conquest was made that much more special when he had taunted the lovely wife as he fucked into her, loved it when he called her by her marital name. It added more spice to the conquest as he had taunted Trisha St. James "Ohhhhh... Mrs. St. James... you must be starved for young cock! Oh, what would Mr. Miller say if he drove in right now! Does Mr. Miller have a cock to compare with this?"

Getting back into his clothing, Dag pressed the garage remote to raise the door. The daylight and automatic garage light lit up the interior of the garage. He smiled as he glanced at the items of women's clothing strewn about the garage floor. He again glanced into the rear seat of the luxury Jaguar, grinning smugly at the beautiful milk-white body laying widespread upon the leather seat. He laughed to himself, wondering what people in the community would have to say of the well respected community leader with her legs spread wide with a teenaged boy's cum pouring out of her well fucked pussy. Picking up the lacy black panties, he stepped out of the garage and pressed the remote to close the door, sliding the remote back into the garage before the door closed shut.

Moments later, Kristin was dropped off by another volleyball player. "Hi Dag, sorry to keep you waiting! Let me run up to my room and get a sweater!" Kristin yelled out. Shortly, Kristin came back out and got into Dag's car. "Wonder what happened to my mom? Normally she's home already. I hope she's not laid up in her car somewhere" Kristin pondered out loud. Dag clenched his jaws tightly to keep from laughing out loud, thinking 'Baby, she's not laid up in her car! Laid out in her car would be more like it!'

They were headed out to the basketball game, of which Dag was glad the game would take a couple of hours, he certainly needed to recuperate a bit after that unbelievable fuck session. He couldn't wait to get the stiffness back into his trusty cock. This would be quite a day for him, the unbelievable first time of nailing both mother and daughter on the very same day.

The next Friday, Kristin was quite disappointed. Dag had obviously given her the brush off with the feeble excuse of being tied up and not being able to go out that night. Kristin knew better, telling herself that she should have listened to her friends' warnings that Dag had a history of loving'em and leaving'em. But she could never forget the joys and heights this stud had introduced her to. Kristin was certainly disappointed but she had been aware of the drawbacks of giving in to Dag, thus she knew she'd get over it by going out with her gang of friends. As her mom had just gotten home, Kristin called out "Going out with the gang tonight! Bye, Mom! See you later!"

As Kristin met with her friends, they all tried to cheer her up. Kristin was certainly disappointed, knowing that Dag was probably going out to be with another girl. But disappointed would be putting it mildly if Kristin knew exactly where Dag was at that very moment.

Shortly after Kristin bid her mother goodbye, Mrs. St. James would be opening the front door to admit in her daughter's boyfriend. On this evening the marital bed of Mike and Trisha St. James would be well occupied, only not by husband and wife, but by wife and her daughter's stud of a boyfriend.

Dag couldn't believe the fantastic thrill of seducing and fucking a faithful wife on her marital bed. The thought of having this beautiful woman violate her wedding vows on her own marital bed made this the most powerful cum he had ever experienced. Having this sophisticated beauty wrap her trim arms and legs around him was something he's always remember, especially when she begged him to "Cum in meeee... ohhh, yessss... shoot it in me... give me your baby!" Dag definitely complied with her request, squirting his potent cum deep in her womb time and time again.

It seemed that time flew by and Dag stumbled into his clothing, needing to leave before Kristin or Mr. St. James returned home. He bet the St. James's marital bed never had so much activity on it in one night. Three times he laid it to the once prim and proper wife. He laughed thinking what a shock Mr. Miller would have if he came home early, seeing his wife's trim white arms and legs encircling her tanned young stud as he humped away.

Dag suspected that this was the first time Trisha St. James ever sucked cock, seeing the way she choked and gagged when he shot his load into her mouth. It didn't help that Dag typically shot anywhere from 15-25 ropes of cum with every orgasm depending on how many times he had cum already in any given day. Fortunately, he had his fingers entwined in her soft golden hair, preventing her from removing her mouth off his spurting cock. He loved it as he watched her swallow his entire load then once he released her head, Mrs. St. James scrambled to the edge of the bed and began coughing out the slippery cum into the waste basket. He suspected that her beautiful milk-white ass was cherry, but with time running out he'd have to wait till next week to find out.

Six weeks later, Mike St. James was enraged with is daughter. "How can something like this happen to our daughter? We've done everything possible to bring her up as a decent girl but look what happened! Damn, how can she be so stupid and get pregnant... and she's barely in junior high school for christ's sake! Why won't she tell us who got her pregnant? You've got to have a serious talk with your daughter, Trisha, that is before I take my belt off the beat the living shit out of her!" Mike yelled.

Trisha could only nod in agreement, not wanting to say anything to stir her husband up any further. She had been on the receiving end of some of Mike's beatings over the years, and she didn't want her young 13-year old daughter to experience one now. However, Trisha knew who was responsible for getting her daughter pregnant. Mike wanted her to give a good lecture to Kristin, even though it was obviously too late at this stage. Trisha just couldn't find it in herself to give her daughter a lecture, not at this time anyway, not with all the other things on her mind. Viewing Mike's frame of mind, Trisha decided it was best to wait a few weeks to break the news to him that she too was pregnant, telling him that one of the condoms he used was obviously faulty. Trisha just wondered how in the world her tiny little daughter, a mere 92-lb. petite girl could take Dag's immense 10-inch prick between her legs!

Months later, just a day apart, Kristin gave birth to a healthy baby boy that she named 'Dag.' The following day, Trisha also gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Mike wanted to name the baby after him, giving the baby the more formal name of 'Michael.' But Trisha advised him Michael was a rather old fashioned name. Mike gave in as Trisha was rather insistent, thus he went along to please her, especially since it was his use of a faulty condom. Thus, Mike told his wife that the name she picked was fine with him. 'Darren' it would be!

Dag Hammerstoldt had always wanted his conquest to remember who gave them the best fuck of their lives. In this case, Dag would always be remembered by Kristin and Trisha St. James, for he certainly gave them each something to remember him by. With little 'Dagney' and 'Darren' named after their father, Dag Hammerstoldt would be remembered the rest of their lives.

As a junior in high school, Dag now limited his dating to girls in the freshman to senior levels. It seemed that parents of the girls in this age group did not make as much of a fuss or scene when they learned that their daughters had been loose and promiscuous, especially if they got themselves pregnant while in high school. Parents of any younger girl would be calling for the head of the bastard that knocked their daughter up. Thus Dag thought it wise to keep his hands off the younger 12 to 13-year old girls no matter how attractive their tight little virginal pussies were. Fortunately, the gals he knocked up loved him so much that they simply would not reveal his name as the responsible party, thus far anyway. He did manage to fuck one hot little 11-year old once in the ass, so no chance of pregnancy there, although she held her ass and cried for an hour afterwards in the car on the way back home. The little vixen later let Dag fuck her pussy and bust her cherry only three months later.

Then one afternoon, Dag was lounging on the bleachers watching the tryouts for the girls' soccer team. He laughed to himself as he gazed at the sight of the young teen beauties. Now at the age of 16, these gals sure did looked young, telling himself to stay away or he'd soon have irate parents after his head. Yep, he couldn't blame parents of girls this age wanting to string up the guy sneaking his cock into that tender piece of meat and knocking her up.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, his attention was caught by a set of parents approaching with a young boy. Keeping his seat, Dag watched as they walked up the bleachers to find a seat. Seeing the way the couple was dressed, it was apparent that they had just come from work and that one of the girls was their daughter. Licking his lips, Dag stared at the beautiful woman with long flowing red hair. He took in the way is beautiful woman was smartly dressed in a white blouse, yellow blazer, matching yellow skirt and heels. Her lily-white complexion made his cock twitch in his pants. 'Man, I'd give anything to get between her soft white thighs! God, that's pure eating stuff!' he thought silently.

Staying to the conclusion of practice, he watched a girl with brunette hair approaching and waving at her family. "Guess her hair takes after her father's side!" he assessed as he watched the family prepare to leave. The teenaged girl was fairly attractive, but definitely one he would ordinarily stay away from in view of her age. 'Man! All I need is for a parent to yell statutory rape with their under 13-year old daughter getting knocked up! But if there's any way for me to meet the pretty Mrs., I'm gonna have to get her daughter introduce me to her!"

It was easy for Dag to approach the young freshmen during a lunch break at school. Danielle Strauss, along with all her witnessing classmates, were in absolute awe that the most handsome junior in the school would approach her. She readily accepted a date with to go to school's football game that weekend. Dag made arrangements to pick her up at her home an hour or so before the game.

Dag arrived at the Strauss luxurious home just as Danielle's parents were getting home. Danielle brought him over to introduce him to her parents. On the introduction to Mrs. Well, Dag noticed that she was appeared a bit nervous, swallowing deeply as if to calm herself. He felt her try nervously to pull her hand away from the handshake that he purposely held a bit longer than customary.

Mrs. Trisha Strauss knew that her daughter would be going on a date with an older boy from school. She herself began to date her husband Byron when she was in the 8th grade and he a junior. Thus she felt that one additional year of age difference really should not be a major factor. But she certainly was not prepared for meeting anyone the likes of Dag Hammerstoldt, not with his well-tanned muscular body along with his maturity. Trisha realized that this was not a mere boy but instead a 'man' that young Danielle would be going out with. She indeed had felt nervous the way this 'man' looked at her, the way he held her hand as he had. She would certainly need to try to discourage this relationship and have a good talk with Danielle when she got home from her date.

Dag knew he would have to take his time with young Danielle, not wanting to scare her away. At least not until he copped her cherry and got into the sweet panties of her beautiful mother, which was his ultimate goal in dating her. Although he knew he could get farther, Dag ended the evening with a soft kiss and very light petting. Then he walked young Danielle up to her front door.

Talking to her daughter late that evening, Trisha could see that she was not getting through to Danielle, not the way she was swooning from her date with handsome Dag Hammerstoldt. Trisha decided that she'd have to continue the conversation on a different day. Danielle's constant mentioning of how handsome and matured Dag was, Trisha could not help but to admit that the young man she had met certainly made her knees go weak also. 'How can I stop Danielle from seeing this young man any further? God, he even had my heart fluttering when he held my hand. If he tried the put the make on me, I don't think I could resist the temptation myself!' Trisha pondered. Then as if she snapped out of it, Trisha chastised herself for even thinking such a thing. This bothered her immensely for she had never had any illicit thoughts of being with anyone else since she and Byron began dating twenty years ago.

Two weeks later, having another rather tame date the prior week, Dag was watching the soccer practice again. Danielle's brother had walked over from the middle school with some friends. But as practice was about to end, Dag was disappointed in not seeing any sign of the woman of his dreams. He knew that Danielle was going out with the girls who made the soccer team to celebrate the end of the tryouts and they wouldn't be getting together this evening.

Right after practice, Danielle ran by to give him a hug for being there to watch her. Danielle called out to her brother and asked him to take her backpack home with him but her brother told her he was going straight to his friend's house and spending the night. Danielle looked disappointed in having to carry her heavy backpack filled with books. Dag smiled and told Danielle that he'd take it and drop it off at her house. Danielle hugged and kissed him, telling him that her mom should be home a bit after six as she was to drop her dad off at the airport and then stop by the grocery store.

As Trisha Strauss was getting the two sacks of groceries from her car, she was then startled. "Hi, Mrs. Strauss! Danielle asked me to drop her backpack off for her. Here, let me help you with that heavy sack!" exclaimed Dag Hammerstoldt, grabbing the sack from her arms. Taken by complete surprise, Trisha nervously walked to the door leading to the kitchen as her daughter's boyfriend followed her. As shivers went through her body as she heard the garage door closing, obviously Dag had pressed the remote next to the doorway.

Shivering badly, Trisha offered Dag a coke out of courtesy as he had assisted her with the groceries. But she was shaking at the thought of being alone with this young 'man' in her own home. Making cold drinks while Dag sat on a counter stool, Trisha bit her bottom lip as she handed Dag the coke. Gathering her thoughts, she nervously addressed the young man sitting before her "Dag! I must talk to you about something very important. I know that you and Danielle have been dating for the past few weeks. But... but don't you think Danielle's... a... a bit too young for you?" As Trisha could not talk any sense into Danielle, she thought this would be the perfect opportunity to bring an end to the relationship.

Trisha gave a slight gasp when Dag unexpectedly stood up, his 6'2 frame towering over her. She took a step back as Dag approached her. Another step back and her shoulders bumped into the door of the food cabinet. She was now looking up into the dark glaring eyes of this muscular young man, unable to say anything for the moment.

Panting for breath, Trisha stood frozen to the spot, unable to move back any further. Dag smiled at the nervous mother of his girlfriend "You're so right, Mrs. Strauss! Danielle is far too young for me! I actually prefer a beautiful mature woman! Young girls like Danielle can't 'handle' me as well as an experienced woman. A woman, just like you, Mrs. Strauss! Do you know why I asked Danielle to go out with me in the first place? Well, it was the only way I knew how to meet you, Mrs. Strauss! It's not Danielle that I wanted to be with! It's you, Mrs. Strauss!" Stepping forward, closing the short space between them, Dag leaned down and placed his lips on the bright red lips of his girlfriend's mother. The lipstick tasted so sweet to Dag as he delved his long tongue between those lips, his tongue meeting and teasing the pointed one that came forward to meet his.

Trisha could offer no real resistance at all, her hands initially came up to repel the advances but merely offered a token resistance with her hands merely resting on Dag's muscular forearms. Eyes closed, she tilted her head back and let her tongue teasingly play with his. She was his for the taking! The deep kiss, teasing of tongues, had the lovely Mrs. Trisha Strauss swooning and completely at the mercy of this teenaged boy, a boy young enough to be her own son. It was so wicked, having always been so faithful to her loving husband, now she was in the arms of her daughter's young boyfriend. She was actually returning his kiss, sucking at his exploring tongue as it searched about. She felt the slight fumbling between their touching bodies, but Trisha's mind could not register as to what was exactly taking place at the moment. In a moment the deep kiss was broken and Trisha tried to clear her mind and take hold of herself. But by now her blouse had been unbuttoned, its bottom pulled from her skirt and it lay on the kitchen floor with her lacy white bra upon it. Eyes closed, Trisha threw her head back and moaned loudly, "Ohhhhhhhhhh... ohhhhhhhhhh!" as her sensitive pink nipples were being suckled once after the other, bringing her puffy nipples to fullness. The prim and proper Mrs. Trisha Strauss was oblivious to what was taking place other than the sexual pleasures coursing through her body. She just had to feel the muscular teenaged body rubbing against hers. She was now unaware of what she was doing, rubbing her hands under Dag Hammerstoldt' t-shirt, pulling his t-shirt up and off so she could press herself against his bare skin. Then her hands went between their bodies to fumble at his belt buckle, the tightly buttoned jeans and its zipper. The normally well-kept Strauss' home was now strewn with clothing in a trail from the kitchen to the master bedroom. A woman's blouse and bra on the kitchen floor along with a man's t-shirt, to be followed by a pair of men's jeans in the dining room. In the hallway, a woman's yellow skirt could be observed followed by a pair of white high heels strewn about. At the doorway of the master bedroom, a pair of well-endowed jockey shorts lay on the plush carpet. Then a pair of white pantyhose followed with a lacy pair of pale yellow panties just beyond it.

On the Strauss' marital bed, the two lovers were tightly embraced in a deep passionate kiss. Dag Hammerstoldt' heart was pounding in anticipation of nailing this beautiful bitch. He was finally going to nail this prim and proper wife, going to destroy her 'faithful wife' status and make her an adulteress. Mrs. Trisha Strauss was panting in anticipation, clenching her thigh muscles tightly to stem the flow of her love juices, totally forgetting her wedding vows to be 'faithful.'

Leaning up, Dag reached down to grasp his huge prick, wanting desperately to plunge it into the woman of his dreams. Rubbing his cockhead up and down, parting the soft red fleece, he nuzzled the tip of his cockhead at the warm slick entrance. Then Dag was taken by total surprise as Mrs. Strauss squirmed about and fought madly to get away from this menacing cock. "Noooo... no... a condom... you don't have a condom on! You... you'll get me pregnant!" came the frightened plea.

It took all of Dag's strength to stymie the physical panic that the lovely wife was in. "Nooo... nooooo... you can't... please, please... ohhhhh, I want it but you need to put on a condom! The bed stand... it's in there... condoms... please!" Trisha pleaded hysterically. Seeing the frightened panic on the her face, Dag thought it best to placate her fears "Okay, Mrs. Strauss, I'll wear a condom so you won't get pregnant!" Reaching over, Dag retrieved a foil packet from the nearby drawer, but hell if he was going to put the damn thing on himself. "Okay, Mrs. Strauss, here's the condom! Put it on if you want me to wear the damned thing!" he ordered gruffly.

Trisha lay on her back staring at the foil packet in her hand. It was such a simple thing but it brought out the true innocence in this lovely 'faithful' wife. She had always made sure her husband had on a condom as they did not want to add child to the family. She had first gone on the pill but allergic reactions resulted to the alternative of condom use. In the past ten years, she would not let her husband make love to her unless the protective condom was worn. But in all the ten years, Byron was the one to open the packet and put it on himself. This simple task was something totally foreign to her. Panting, Trisha tore open the foil packet and for the first time ever handled the oily rolled up condom. She had to look at it carefully to determine the way it would unroll. Then to try and get it onto the immense pole waving near her hands. She had helped strip her daughter's boyfriend of his clothing but she had yet to handle his cock. Swallowing to calm her fears, she gingerly reached out to grasp the teenager's manhood. My god, she thought, this cock will rip her in two - what was she thinking? She could not help but to compare it to her loving husband's, noting that the cock throbbing in her hand was far longer and thicker than her husband's sizeable 7-incher. Finally, after fumbling about for awhile, she managed only to get the potentially dangerous cockhead fully sheathed in the protective condom. His cock was simply too thick for the condom to acccomodate.

"I used 'Trojan Magnum Extra Large' sized condoms, ma'am; those are the only brand and size that will fit me, but this will work if we're gentle.

"I'm sure..." she said, trailing off, still mesmerized by the sheer unbelievable size of the prick before her.

Holding it firmly in her hand, Trisha squirmed up on the bed so the throbbing cock could put out the fire between her thighs. As she placed the cockhead at the entrance to her womanhood, more love juices began to flow in anticipation, stimulated further with the cockhead rubbing up and down her moist slit. As Dag pressed forward, he got the response he hoped for. "Ohhhhh... yesssss... yesssssssssss... ohhhhh, put it in! Ahhhhhh... yessssss... ohhhhhhhhh!" Trisha groaned as the long shaft slipped into her dripping slit.

"Ahhhhhhh, yes, Mrs. Strauss! Oh, baby, you're so damned hot! Gonna give you the fucking of your life, Mrs. Strauss! Gonna teach you what fucking is all about! Feel it baby... feel a 'real' man for a change!" Dag taunted as he slid his lengthy cock all the way in till his nuts banged against her soft ass. He began to fuck the delirious beauty with long slow stokes, causing the lovely Mrs. Trisha to arch up into his every stroke. He knew he had her completely when her trim white arms and legs tightly encircled him, trying to keep him tightly to her.

The way this 'faithful' loving wife was hunching back at him, Dag knew she was about to have the long awaited orgasm that she craved. This was the time for the coup de grace. On a slow backstroke of his cock, with only the cockhead enveloped by the hot pussylips, Dag froze in mid-air. Trisha desperately clutched at his body with her arms and legs, trying to draw him back into her. Holding still, Dag exclaimed "I can't feel a damned thing with this fucking condom on! Gotta get the goddamned thing off!"

"Nooo... nooo... no, you can't... noooo, you'll get me pregnant! Please, please... put it back in... I need it so badly!" Trisha desperately pleaded, trying to pull him back down with her arms and legs. Holding her head firmly, Dag stared into her emerald green yes and smiled "Don't worry, Mrs. Strauss! I'm not going to take the damned condom off!" He saw the sigh of relief cross her pained face, then laughingly told her "You're gonna take it off for me, Mrs. Strauss!" Dag loved the pained horror on her beautiful face as she pleaded "Oh, please... I can't... I'll get pregnant... please keep it on!"

Desperate to satisfy the need between her thighs, Trisha hunched herself up and down, trying to capture more of the pleasure giving cock but to no avail. She groaned in total defeat, releasing one hand from around his neck to reach down between them. Tears in her eyes, Trisha reached down and began to shuck at the top ring of the condom, getting it to slowly slide down the throbbing cock. Easing herself back a bit, the cockhead slid out of her clasping pussy, allowing the protective condom to come off the thick teenaged cock. She then arched herself back up to capture the cockhead again in her slick lips. As her arm rose to embrace her teenaged lover again, she let go of the now useless condom, letting it fall to the bedroom floor.

"Ohhhh, Goddddddd... yesssssss!" Trisha screamed aloud as the now unsheathed cock slid deeply into her fertile womb. This was the moment of the conquest that Dag waited for. He loved the thought of having this loving faithful wife rolling off the protective condom so he could fuck her on her marital bed. He loved to taunt this innocent wife, taunt her by calling her by her marital name while his thick cock lay buried deep in her belly. Grasping Mrs. Strauss by her trim hips, he stabbed forward to bury his cock, groaning at the exquisite moment of this unbelievable fuck.

Then Dag began to speed up the fuck, withdrawing and plunging forward faster and faster, all the while taunting the lovely wife. "Like this teenaged cock in your pussy, Mrs. Strauss? Ohhh, you're so tight, Mr. Strauss must be a pencil dick the way your pussy's squeezing at me! Oh, you're one hot bitch! Gonna shoot my cum deep in your pussy! Gonna knock you up with my baby, Mrs. Strauss! Ahhhhhhh... here it cum, Mrs. Strauss!" he groaned as his cock exploded out its hot cum load, bursting with a full twenty-five ropes of cum straight into her womb.

Laying on her back with her teenaged lover heavily upon her, Trisha began to sob feeling so disgraced at having violated her marital vows. After seventeen years of not looking at another man, she had let a teenaged boy seduce her, to make matters worst it was the boy her own daughter was dating. Tears flowed from her eyes as she still had her arms and legs tied tightly around the muscular body upon her, his thick 10-inch cock still buried deep in her as she lay in the middle of the bed that she shared with her husband. Her loins ached from being stretched so much, and she was feeling a lot of pain all the sudden.

Making love with her husband was always a one-time event, after which they would each go to sleep. Trisha began to breathe heavily, her eyes widened at the feel of the thick cock within her begin to pulse and throb back to hardness. With legs and arms still tightly wound around the muscular body, she began to hunch back at the cock that slowly began to thrust in an out of her wet pussy. Twice more that evening, the Strauss' marital creaked and swayed under the physical lunges of the muscular teenager. Each time it ended with Trisha's womb being flooded to the brim with the teenager's hot and slippery babymaking seed. Each time she arched up to get the pleasure giving shaft deeper into her, begging her teenaged lover to "Oh, fuck me... yes, fuck me... ohhhh, yes... cum in me... give me your cum... shoot your cum in me... oh, Dag... yes... give me your baby... ohhhhhhhhh!"

"I'll give you a baby all right... I'll fuck your sweet ass into tomorrow, babe!" he yelled as he slammed his huge prick deep into the mother over and over, splitting her pussy asunder underneath his loins.

"OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD JESUS... YOU'RE SO FUCKING BIG! FUCK ME YOU STUD!" she cried, tears of painful pleasure streaking down her cheeks. Then out of nowhere, she added: "And if you get me pregnant, I'll let you knock up Danielle next month!"

Dag slam-fucked her so hard after that last promise that she passed out. He had not noticed until he was fucking her limp, lifeless body for a couple of minutes and she wasn't responding. Never had a girl do that with me, he thought. But his thoughts turned to the double-pleasure of knocking up both daughter and mother, and also servicing them throughout the terms of their pregnancy. He had drank more breast milk than any baby alive he'd figured, from all the little girls he had knocked up over the last three years.

Dozing off from exhaustion, Trisha awoke in a startle to a well-lit bedroom. Looking down at her naked soiled body she knew it was not a nightmare that occurred. She realized that she was now alone. Looking over at the clock, it was approaching midnight, the time when Danielle would be returning home. She prayed it was not too late that Danielle had not arrived home early.

Quickly getting out of bed, not putting on any clothing she rushed about picking up her trail of clothing that led all the way into the kitchen. She breathed a sigh of relief that Byron nor Danielle had come home to witness the telltale signs of her seduction. Swallowing hard she desperately looked about but no clothing was in sight. Still her lacy bra and panties were no where to be found, leaving her to the conclusion that they were souvenirs claimed by her teenaged lover. Then she heard a car door slam at the curbside, signaling Danielle's return home.

Throughout the next week, the lovely Mrs. Strauss was in a rather depressed state, ashamed at what she had allowed to happen in her own home. She felt so guilty, unable to face her husband at the thought that after seventeen years of marriage she had violated her marital vows, that she had given her self to a teenaged boy. To make matters worst, it was the teenaged boy her daughter was dating. She told herself that such an event could never be allowed to happen again, that it was merely a moment of weakness and that she did have the resolve to resist any further temptation. But she knew deep down that if Dag merely touched her or pressed his muscular body up against her, all her will power would be lost.

The next Friday night, Trisha did not want to be home when Danielle's date picked her up, not wanting to be confronted with the source of her infidelity. With Danielle going out at 6p and her son spending the night over at his friend's, she and her husband didn't need to rush home. Trisha and Byron decided to have a late dinner out near home but first they'd stop for a few things at the nearby strip mall. Then Byron would drop her off at home so she could get ready for their night out while he made a quick stop at the automotive store so he could do some car repairs over the weekend.

At 6:30p, Trisha entered her home while her husband did his errand in buying some automotive parts. She breathed a sigh of relief to see that Danielle had already gone out on her date. At least she would not be confronted by the object of her disgraceful fall from grace. Going into the kitchen, she got herself a glass of ice water, trying to calm herself. As she walked into the living room, a shudder went through her body as she heard the front door open and Danielle call out "Hi, Mom! My skirt got caught on a fence and tore badly. I need to change quickly as we'll be missing the start of the game. Can you get a glass of ice water or coke for Dag while I change? Thanks, Mom!"

With Danielle rushing off to her room, yelling back to her boyfriend "I'll be done in about ten minutes, Dag!" Trisha looked towards the entrance of the front door to see the tanned muscular teenager grinning and slowly approaching her. Heart pounding, Trisha was speechless, unable to move as the teenaged boy neared. Just a foot away from her, Dag took the glass of ice water she had been drinking from and put it to his lips for a drink from her glass. "Hi, Mrs. Strauss! Have you missed me?" Dag inquired as he edged even closer to brush up against her body.

Panting for breath, panting in fear, the fear of her own weakness. She stepped back in fear, trying to distance herself from the object of her weakness. Arms outstretched behind her back, Trisha tried to feel her way into the kitchen, away from this self-assured young man. Staring up into Dag's smiling face that took pleasure in seeing her discomfort, she could say nothing as he continued to follow her through the doorway of the kitchen.

With her back against the front of the icebox, she was unable to back away any further. As the large hands enclosed over her trim hips, she finally raised her hands to the well-muscled arms to resist further advances. Finally she found her voice "Pl... Please... what we did last week was all wrong... I'm so ashamed of myself!" But as Dag bent and his lips touched hers, she arched up and opened her lips to admit his long exploring tongue.

Ten minutes later, Danielle came hurrying out of her room "Let's hurry, Dag! Have you seen my Mom?" "Yeah, she's in the kitchen" he replied. "Bye, Mom! Got to run!" Danielle called out. "Thanks for everything, Mrs. Strauss! I really enjoyed it!" Dag yelled out as he closed the front door behind him.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Trisha Strauss stood on wobbly legs, leaning against the refrigerator for support. She tried to blink back the tears of shame that flowed down her cheeks. She clenched her thighs together, her swollen cuntlips contracting, trying to stem the flow of the teenaged cum that filled her to the brim. She sobbed as cum overflowed from her flooded love tunnel to slowly flow down her inner thighs. She couldn't believe her total lack of willpower to resist the teenaged temptation. She had let him fuck her standing up in the kitchen, lifting her up to the level of his cock, plunging his thick cock deep into her cunt.

Closing her eyes in shame, Trisha's thoughts still centered on the forbidden thrill she had obtained from this illicit fuck with her daughter's boyfriend. He had literally nailed her to the door of the refrigerator, plunging in and out as her back rested on the cold metal door. She thought back as to how she lifted her legs high to encircle her teenaged lover, crossing her high heels around his humping asscheeks in an attempt to draw him deeper into her. The orgasm that shook her body was unbelievable, made even more astonishing when the pulsing cock within her exploded its hot love juice that sent a soothing comfort throughout her body. As the shameful fuck concluded, Trisha's long trim legs untied themselves from her teenaged lover to stand unsteadily upon the kitchen floor with her back leaning against the refrigerator for support. She could only stare at the grinning teenager as he picked up her white cotton French cut panties from the kitchen floor, put it to his face to inhale its fragrance, then put it into the pocket of his leather jacket. With the two teens having departed, she made her way to her bedroom and sat in the chair. It had been so wicked at what she had done, yet so exciting that Trisha closed her eyes and cupped her D-cup breasts, fingering the swollen nipples that the young teen had eagerly suckled upon. Thinking of what had occurred, she leaned back as she touched herself, dreaming of the orgasm that had rocked her earlier.

Sitting in the bleachers next to Danielle, Dag smugly thought of the awesome fuck he just had with the beautiful Mrs. Trisha Strauss. 'God, I nailed her right to her fucking refrigerator while her daughter was changing in the bedroom! Shit, that was fucking awesome! Nothing could be more fucking exciting than that! Well, nothing with the exception of popping her daughter's precious cherry on the same night!' he thought to himself.

Two hours later, overlooking the city from the lovers' lane vantage point, Dag Hammerstoldt had his arm around the idolizing young 13-year old teen girl. Dag gave no consideration for this lovely young thing, his only goal was to put another notch onto his belt. He caressed her right arm and shoulder as she leaned against him, then he bent down to give her a soft kiss, his tongue protruding to trace her soft pink lips. It wasn't long before the soft kiss turned into more passionate ones, leaving the innocent young girl swooning under the most handsome boy in high school. Her youth and innocence was just no match for this well experienced teenaged stud. In no time Dag had the little teenaged bitch completely naked on the back seat of his car, squirming like crazy as her tender pussy was eaten for the very first time. Dag loved it as the little bitch moaned, mewling and squealing as her very first orgasm had her young body convulsing uncontrollably, emitting the sweet honey into his hungry mouth.

The delirious Danielle was now unaware of where she was or what had made her go so crazy out of her mind. Suddenly her lips were being forced apart by a hard rubbery substance, forcing her to part her teeth to admit the long hard instrument of pleasure. Unconsciously her pointed tongue touched and licked at this foreign object being fed to her, feeling it swell and pulse in her mouth. "Ah, yeah, baby! Ohhhh, baby, get the taste of your sweet Mommy! Ahhhh, yeah, baby... here it comes... eat it all!" Danielle did not know what was happening, not making any sense of what her boyfriend was saying as she suddenly was forced fed the hot slippery liquid that shot into her mouth or she would choke on it. Dag blasted almost twenty ropes of cum inside her maw, on her face and over her neck and upper breasts before he was finished.

Moments later, Danielle embraced the large muscular body that was descending upon her. But she was not prepared for what was about to take place. She had been brought up very conservatively by her loving parents and had been thought it was not proper for a young girl to engage in sexual activities before being married. She had every intention on living that type of life but being with the most handsome boy of the school, all her good intentions fell to the wayside.

At this point, Dag had no intention on slowly introducing this young innocent girl to the joys of sex. He knew she would certainly be a virgin and he was determined to pluck her precious cherry. He was not going to show her any mercy, in fact he was going to give it to her real hard, wanting to hear her cry out when he copped her prized cherry. Grabbing his pulsing cock, he shucked it to its full 10-inch hardness, then nosed it into the soft slit of her cuntal opening. Now his cockhead teased the outline of the puffed slit, nudging forward into the slick entrance.

Not giving the delirious Danielle an opportunity to gather her thoughts, Dag grasped her trim hips and slammed forward with a brutal thrust. "Aieeeeeeeeeee... ohhhhhhhh... aggggghhhhhh!" came the shrilling cries of the young teenager. Raising a bit, Dag slammed forward again, bringing more cries of pain "Nooooooooo... ohhhhhhhhhh!" Then Danielle began sobbing, realizing through her pain and shock that the maidenhood that she had sought to protect had now been destroyed. Destroyed forever, not taken in an act of love but merely to satisfy the teenaged stud's lusting urge to add her to his list of conquests. She cried like a little baby as he managed to stuff his horse-prick up into her belly, all but tearing her up and ruining her for every other boyfriend she would have throughout her teen years. He fucked her for over an hour, leaving her so sore that she could not close her legs for two days she would remember.

Lying heavily upon the sobbing young beauty, Dag twitched his slowly deflating cock in the hot mixture of blood and cum. Slowly his cock would return to full life at which time he would take the now sobbing teenager to the heights never before experienced in her young life. He would make love to her, teaching her what can happen with a well-experienced stud, who would give her a mind-shattering orgasm. Once that was achieved, Dag Hammerstoldt would have another young beauty that would drop her panties for him at his mere whim.

He had to help the still sobbing and devastated Danielle, as she could not believe she had surrendered her well-protected virginity. Seeing that she had all her clothing on, all but the pink panties, Dag needed to get dressed. Looking down at this semi-erect cock, he saw the streaks of red on it, red from Danielle's plucked cherry. Grabbing the pair of pink panties, he wrapped the crotch of the panties around his wet cock to wipe the blood off. Once that was done, he stuffed the pink panties into the right pocket of his leather jacket.

Taking Danielle home, Dag pulled up to the curb and noticed the garage door and light on. Mr. Strauss was lying on the garage floor tinkering under his car while Mrs. Strauss was holding a portable light above the opened engine compartment. Danielle greeted her parents, telling them she was quite tired, then bid them and Dag good-night. Danielle then rushed to her bathroom, desperate to cleanse herself of the bloody mess between her sore aching thighs.

Having worked on cars for many years, Dag had become excellent in auto repairs. "Can I be of help, Mr. Strauss?" Dag asked loudly as he swaggered up next to Mrs. Strauss. From under the car, Mr. Strauss advised that he had planned to do the repairs over the weekend but got anxious and started on it tonight which obviously was a mistake. Dag could feel the nervousness of Mrs. Strauss as he brushed against her, his hand caressing hers that was holding the light for her husband. Bending over the hood of the car, looking down into the engine compartment, it was obvious that Mr. Strauss could not see much beyond the bottom of the engine block from his position. Observing his fact, Dag blatantly reached out with his left hand to caress the tight little ass of the lovely Mrs. Strauss. He saw her bite down on her bottom lip to prevent a gasp, her eyes blinking back tears.

After Mr. Strauss explained the problem, Dag had a good idea what the solution was. "I've repaired that on my car before. Let me take a look at it, Mr. Strauss. Can you put the light right there and hold it at that angle for me, Mrs. Strauss?" Dag advised, telling that to Mrs. Strauss so she didn't run off into the house when he got under the car. Once under the car, the problem was exactly what Dag suspected and it was obvious to him that Mr. Strauss was really an amateur in auto repairs.

In only a couple of minutes, the repairs were done. Crawling out from under the car, he advised Mr. Strauss, "Why don't you take it for a quick spin and see it everything's working right. You need to get it on the freeway and up to the 70 mph limit to be certain we've got the problem solved. I'll stick around till you get back and make any adjustments if necessary, Mr. Strauss!"

Byron Strauss was quite appreciative of this young man that had taken only minutes to solve the problem while he had been at it for over an hour. "Thanks, Dag! Guess I'd better do it while you're still here or I'll be at it all weekend if I have to do it myself!" Getting into the car, Bryon Strauss backed it up and headed out on the test run, leaving Dag and a very nervous Mrs. Strauss together in the garage.

"Mr. Strauss is sure an amateur at car repairs, isn't he, Mrs. Strauss? Otherwise, he'd have known that just driving around the block would determine if everything is okay or not. Well, we have twenty minutes for Mr. Strauss to get back from the freeway. What can we do in twenty minutes, Mrs. Strauss?" he quizzed, looking at her shivering body as he approached her. In a moment he had the beautiful Mrs. Strauss backed into the corner where the storage closet would prevent anyone from observing them from the street.

Pushing Mrs. Strauss to her knees, he brought her captured hands to the top of his jeans, then released her hands. Dag watched the nervous woman unbutton the top of his jeans, pull down the zipper and then pulled the tight jeans over his broad hips. He watched her pant in anticipation as her manicured fingers pulled at the elastic of his jockey shorts, slowly pulling it down over his hips. He saw her eyes widen and lips part as his cock sprang out in front of her lovely face, hanging more than halfway to his knees.

"Ahhhh... yes... that's it, Mrs. Strauss... ahhhh, yes, stroke it with your soft hands... ahhhhhh!" Dag moaned, trying to control the mad pulsing of his cock. "Taste it, Mrs. Strauss! Put it in your sweet mouth, Mrs. Strauss!" he groaned softly. "I've never... never!" Trisha muttered, unable to complete her sentence. Dag couldn't believe his ears at what he heard, knowing he would be the first to introduce this mature sophisticated woman in the art of cock sucking. He entwined his left hand into her hair should she later attempt to repel his advances, then stepped forward to rub his leaking cock onto her pink lips.

"Open your lips, Mrs. Strauss!" he ordered as he pushed his hard rubbery cock between her slightly parted lips and teeth. "Ohhhhh, yeah... that's it, Mrs. Strauss... suck on it... that's it... ahhhh, yeah!" Dag groaned as he began to fuck into her beautiful face. He put his other hand onto her head, not wanting her to pull away, knowing she would try to do so with what he planned on next. "Ahhhh, yes, Mrs. Strauss! Yes, you're going to learn how to suck a cock just like your daughter did earlier tonight! I busted her sweet little 13-year old pussy good, and I'll keep pouring my seed into her belly until I see her swell with my child... oh yeah, I love this mother-daughter pussy combo!" he taunted. Looking down, he felt her head try to pull back, her head tilting up with eyes wide in disbelief of what she had just heard. "Yes, Mrs. Strauss, little Danielle learned how to suck cock tonight! Gave her this same cock flavored with her mother's love juices on it! And little Danielle gobbled it all up! She drank almost every drop of cum I blasted down her pretty little throat, and she seemed to like the taste as she licked up even the cum off her face and neck."

"Do you like the taste of my big cock, Mrs. Strauss? Tasty, isn't it? A bit different taste from what little Danielle feasted on but you should like the special flavoring on it now, Mrs. Strauss! Coated it with a very special cherry sauce for you, Mrs. Strauss!" Dag taunted, tightening his left hand's grip on her red hair. With a thick cock in her mouth for the very first time, Trisha could not seem to comprehend what Dag was saying. Then it hit her, she tried to push at his hips to get away but she was being held tightly by the hair. Dag laughed as her eyes reflected her horror "That's right, Mrs. Strauss! That cherry flavor is Danielle's sweet virginal blood! Busted little Danielle's precious cherry tonight, see!"

Trisha looked up to see Dag pull out a pair of pink panties from his right pocket of his leather jacket. She recognized that it was indeed Danielle's. As the pink flag was unfurled, she saw the crotch of the panties covered with blood. Dag let Danielle's pink panties drop onto her mother's horrified face, placed his right hand back behind her head and began to fuck her face in earnest. What a delicious sight this made, fucking Mrs. Strauss beautiful face with her daughter's blood stained panties upon it. This was such a unique and stimulating fuck that Dag couldn't back any longer, his cock erupted rope after rope of his cum into Mrs. Strauss sucking mouth, flooding her, until she pulled away choking and coughing cum up in her nostrils.

As Byron Strauss drove up his driveway and into the garage, he waved at the awaiting Dag. Getting out of the car, Byron saw his lovely wife appear from the garden area just outside from the garage. "Thanks, Dag! The car's working great! Purr's like a kitten!" He shook the young man's hand in appreciation for all he had done while his wife slipped behind him and into house. He had not noticed the distressed state his wife was in, merely thinking she had been walking among the plants till he returned.

Trisha was fortunate her husband was preoccupied with his car. Thankful that she could get into the house as he talked to the teenaged boy. She had been so horrified at what hat taken place while her husband test drove his car. She probably would have enjoyed her first attempt at sucking a cock, sucking her teenaged lover's cock, but she became so disgusted at the thought of sucking the cock that had just stolen her daughter's virginity. Just before her husband's return, she had been forced to swallow the awful tasting cum, after which she had rushed out to the side of the garage to cough up more of his cum. My god, she thought, how in the hell can one boy have so much cum in him?

Leaving the Strauss residence, with trophies of both the Strauss' women in each pocket of his jacket, Dag would never forget this eventful evening. For that matter, neither would Danielle nor Mrs. Trisha Strauss. He laughed loudly thinking back to when he was leaving as Mr. Strauss approached him, shook his hand to tell him "Thanks so much for all you've done tonight, Dag! You're a real pro!" If only Mr. Strauss knew all that he had done that evening, especially to his lovely wife and daughter, he would not be thankful at all.

As Byron Strauss closed the garage door and light, he went up to the master bedroom happy that the car repairs were already done. In the bedroom, Byron playfully grabbed his lovely wife as she came out of the bathroom, giving her a deep passionate kiss. Breaking the kiss, he made a face at his wife "Ooooo ….don't like the taste of that mouth wash!" He liked a different brand of mouthwash while Trisha preferred another, thus he shuddered at the taste. But he should be lucky his lovely wife did use the mouth wash, otherwise he'd have shuddered at the aftertaste of a teenaged stud's sweet cum.

Having had two drinks over dinner and being happy with the car repair, Byron was in a rather feisty and playful mood, snuggling up to his lovely wife. Trisha felt so ashamed at having betrayed her loving husband. Although she was not in the mood for lovemaking, especially viewing her infidelity this evening with the lusty teenager, Trisha felt she owed any pleasure to her loving husband that she could give him. She returned the kiss passionately, then watched as Byron reached over to get out a protective condom. She continued to watch as her husband tore the packet open and began to cover his hardened cock. She could not help but to compare the difference between what her husband was now doing versus how she was forced to sheath the teenaged cock on her own.

With her husband's cock covered in its protective condom, Trisha could not help but compare his every movement with that of the muscular teenager. She couldn't shake comparisons going through her mind, that her husband was smaller in every way conceivable. Weight, height, build, length of his cock, thickness of his cock, and mainly how effectively he used his hardened cock. Without any foreplay, Byron pushed his condom coated cock into his lovely wife.

Having been stretched widely this very afternoon, Trisha was frightened that her widened slit would be a telltale sign of her infidelity and give everything away. Desperately, she crossed her legs around her husband and arched up into him, something she had never done before, wanting him to think she was as tight as ever. But her aggressive action caught her husband totally by surprise, not expecting his prim and proper wife to act in such a manner, causing Byron to groan and spurt his love into the tip of the protective condom.

A moment later, Byron lay on his side of the bed snoring soundly while Trisha lay on her side not believing all the differences between her husband and her teenaged lover. Trisha just could not believe how her life had changed in less than a month's time. Happily married for over seventeen years with two wonderful children, having never looked at another man, yet she had so easily succumbed to a young teenaged boy. Tears in her eyes, she hated herself for committing the unforgivable sin of adultery, yet she knew that just a touch again from the muscular teenager and she'd melt into his arms, suck his cock at the drop of a hat, and even be willing to have his babies... enough so to give over her own young daughter to him to break in 'properly' and even impregnate her - she was insane with lust!

A month later, Trisha tried to console Danielle, knowing she was down as she had not heard from Dag Hammerstoldt in over a week. She understood that of course Danielle was bitter at her loss. She was happy that Dag and Danielle's relationship had fallen apart. But Trisha felt so guilty in the part she played towards Danielle's loss. Especially since just this afternoon, Trisha had taken off a few hours from work and driven to the Comfort Sleep Motel, where she rented a room and spent the entire time in bed with Danielle's former boyfriend. Trisha knew she just did not have the willpower to hold off the handsome teenaged stud. At work, she had gotten a phone call from him in the early afternoon, at which time he told to rent a room at the Comfort Sleep Motel so he could fuck her tight ass. She had made no objection to his demands, merely taking off from work to meet her young lover, even though she feared the very thought of being fucked in the ass for the first time ever.

Trisha thought back to that afternoon and how she had performed that seductive striptease for her teenaged lover, wishing to satisfy his every desire. She had slowly let her dress fall from her shoulders onto the floor, stepped from the fallen garment, then walked to the bed where her admirer sat taking in the performance. Lifting her right leg, placing her black heel between his crotch, she let him peel her heel from her foot, then she rubbed her nylon covered foot over his throbbing crotch. Then her left heel was removed in the same manner, leaving only her black nylons and garter belt to cover her. Moments later, she had stripped the young teen of his clothing and straddled him, fitting his huge cockhead between her slick cuntlips.

A week, Danielle seemed to be getting back to her old self. But she was still upset at losing Dag. "Mom, I know I shouldn't say this but I sure wish the girl he's seeing now is not careful and gets herself pregnant by Dag!" Danielle stammered as she left the kitchen. Hearing this, Trisha blinked back tears, unable to reply to Danielle's vicious comment. This vicious comment had hit home as Trisha had been deep in thought, contemplating just how to solve her problem. At the very moment of Danielle's comment, Trisha was wondering just how she would explain to her husband that she was pregnant. As her husband would never suspect her of being unfaithful to him, the faulty condom reasoning should be believed without question, never believe that the baby she was carrying was the product from her teenaged lover.

Seven months later, the Strauss greeted another addition into the family. The healthy 7-lb. baby boy was named Dagney Strauss. Byron wanted the baby named Brian after him but his wife said she loved the name Dagney, that she had seen the name somewhere and it always stuck in her mind. No one, including Danielle, suspected where Trisha had seen the name of Dagney. In one of her memorable interludes at the Comfort Sleep Motel, she had read it on the driver's license of Dag 'Dagney' Hammerstoldt.

With her mother home, Danielle was helping to take care of the new baby, but figured it was time to tell her mom the truth.

"Mom?"

"What darling?"

"Would you kill me if I told you I was pregnant?"

"Wha...? Come again... you're what?" Trisha asked.

"I'm three months pregnant, Mom. Dag's the father, I just wanted you to know. I'm so sorry, but if you want me to leave the house, I will," Danielle stated.

"Oh no... darling, don't you worry about a thing. It will all be fine, I'll take care of everything. We'll raise two babies instead of one," Trisha said.

But something obviously clicked in Trisha's head. The next day Trisha asked Dag to meet her down by the creek. He would find her there in her Toyota. Dag showed up and just as he walked up to her and said, 'How's my little mother!?" she pulled out a .40 caliber pistol and shot him right in the neck, killing him almost instantly.

Dag's body was found two days later, but neither mother nor daughter ever said a word about it again. Six months later Danielle had a healthy 6-lb. baby girl, and the Dag's murder went unsolved.



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