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How'd I Get Pregnant?
by this guy (thisguy.1066@gmail.com)
***
A girl catches two boys swimming in their underwear.
They try kissing, and it goes on from there until she
gets pregnant, but still (technically) she's a virgin.
(bbg, preteens, 1st, preg)
***
Nikki's Story
Back at the beginning of summer vacation this year,
right after finishing fifth grade; I happened to see Tom
and Steve, two really cute boys from the grade ahead of
me, riding their bikes towards the old deserted
Jameson’s house. I couldn’t help but wonder where they
were going, so I followed them... down to the branch of
the river that ran behind the deserted house.
By the time I made it down to the edge of the river they
had taken off their all their clothes except their
underpants and were splashing around in the water. I
stood next to a tree watching them have fun; their wet
hairless twelve-year-old bodies glistening in the sun...
such a beautiful sight...
After a few minutes of watching the boys plashing around
in the water in their underpants a naughty idea popped
into my head. I quickly and quietly picked up all their
clothes; well everything but their shoes. Once I had
gathered up all their clothes I stated teasing and
laughing at them. It was so funny: their eyes got all
big. Then after a couple minutes of teasing, it started
looking like they might cry, so I took pity on them and
gave their clothes back.
Tom asked if I wanted to go swimming with them. Kicking
off my flip-flops, I said “yes” then pulled my pants
off. I jumped into the river in just my panties and t-
shirt. It was such a hot day, that the cool water felt
good.
We swam and horsed around for a while. Then, when we got
out of the water I noticed that the fronts of both boys’
soaking wet underpants were tented out/up. I pointed at
their crotches and laughed for a little while: again it
looked like they were going to cry, so I stopped and
started being nice to them. There was something about
the way the front of their underpants were tented
out/up... well, I just couldn’t seem to take my eyes off
them... wonder why that could be...
From the minute I got out of the water my bra felt
weird. I knew it was because it was wet, and tried to
ignore it: knowing it would feel normal again once it
dried out.
Since none of us had a towel there was only one way we
were going to dry-off before we could put our clothes
back on: I suggested we should lay in the sun in the
tall grass right behind the old abandoned Jameson’s
house. It took a bit of prodding to convince the boys
that it was a good idea, but once they understood what I
was saying the three of us grabbed our clothes and went.
We had been laying in the sun talking for a quite a
while and my bra was still wet and still felt weird. So
I sat up and turned so my back was to the boys before
taking my t-shit and bra off. Steve asked what I was
doing, and I told him “my bra field weird because it was
wet,” ten I put my t-shirt back on. When I turned back
toward the boys the front of their underpants were all
tented up/out again.
Deciding to have some fun with them, I asked the boys
about the things poking up in their underpants. They
must’ve known I was teasing them, ‘cause they just
ignored my question. We went back to our previous
conversation about movies we wanted to see over summer
break.
After a while our clothes had mostly dried out and we
were getting ready to leave. Again I asked about the
things poking up in the front of the boys’ underpants.
This time I got an answer: Steve said “the bulges were”
their dicks then asked if I wanted to see them. Tom and
Steve were real surprised when I said “yes,” but Steve
quickly got over it and said I’d have to show them “my
thingie... between” my legs. Not expecting that; I was
hesitant, but agreed. Steve pulled his underwear down
first; a second later Tom did as well.
Both boys were sitting in the tall grass completely
naked. After a minute or so of them saying “oh, come
on...” and the like, I simply pulled my panties down to
my ankles and kicked them off. I was pretty sure they
couldn’t really see much because the bottom of my shirt
was at about the same height as my crotch... but they
stared nonetheless.
The three of us sat there not saying a word, just
looking at each other. We must have sat there in
complete silence for a good ten minutes. When we heard a
car go by, all three of us nearly jumped out of our
skin. We got dresses and went home.
***
It wasn’t until after the Fourth of July that I went
swimming with the boys again. This time I came with
them; and, unlike the last time, we all had swimsuits.
After swimming, we laid in the tall grass up near the
house. When we were lying in the grass I asked us if the
boys wanted “to kiss like some of the older kids” did.
Steve and Tom seemed kinda embarrassed when they said
they didn’t “know how to.” I reassured them by telling
them I didn’t either, and suggested that we could “all
learn together.”
Steve kissed me first: keeping his lips pressed against
mine for a while. Then Tom kissed me: also keeping his
lips pressed against mine for a while. It was pretty
neat: felt good in a weird way. The boys went back-and-
forth for a while, taking turns kissing me.
When it was getting time to head home, Tom kissed me
again, but we lost balance and fell back onto the grass.
Tom landed almost on top of me. This time while we
kissed he crawled up onto me and laid on top of me. He
moved his hips around a lot: kinda like he was doing
push-ups. It seemed a little strange, but it felt good
so I spread my legs to make it easier for him to move
around on top of me... the wider my legs were spread the
better it felt...
We had already agreed that Steve was going to give me
the last kiss. When Tom got off me, Steve didn’t even
let me get up: he simply laid down on top of me, and
moving his hips a lot. When we left both boys were
walking funny: like they had something in their
swimsuits.
After that day, we would all meet down by the river a
couple of times week to swim. Every time things went
pretty much the same way.
***
Then one day it was just me and Tom: Steve had to go
somewhere. We intended to go swimming, but didn’t
actually do any swimming that day: we just laid in the
tall grass and kissed the way we usually did. Well
almost: this time Tom laid down on top of me from the
start.
While Tom was kissing me, his hands wandered onto my
chest. It felt kinda good, so I didn’t object when he
pulled one of the shoulder straps on my swimsuit down.
The gentle warmth of his bare skin on my boob felt
really nice. While he was feeling my tittie, it felt
like something was happening in his swimsuit: the hard
thing got soft.
Since Steve wasn’t there; Tom was able to continue lying
on top of me. He never stopped moving his hips... even
when he pulled the other shoulder strap of my swimsuit
down. Before long something was happening in his
swimsuit again: the hard thing was back, then after a
while it got soft again.
When we were leaving I noticed that the front of my
thighs and swimsuit were wet, and there was a wet spot
on the front of Tom’s swimsuit. I asked him why he had
“a wet spot on his suit, and why my suit and legs” were
wet. He started telling me about what happens when a guy
gets excited. I was so interesting: I just had to know
more. He began by telling me about the wet stuff, how
it’s sticky... and how if a guy puts his dick inside a
girl’s cunny and squirts it in there the girl can get
pregnant... I had so many questions, but Tom had to get
home and didn’t have enough time to answer all of them.
***
We continued meeting several times a week. It just took
off; we even brought an old blanket to lay on after
swimming so we would be more comfortable.
Steve looked like his head was gonna explode the first
time he saw Tom feel my titties.
After a week or so, I began pulling the top of my
swimsuit down to my waist so the boys could feel my
titties. Actually I started pulling the top of my
swimsuit down ‘cause I was afraid they’d stretch out the
shoulder straps.
***
Then, a few weeks later, Steve and Tom didn’t have their
swimsuits, but I did. So, both boys went swimming in
their underpants like they had the first time. Once
their underpants got wet their boners were really
obvious. I still had questions Tom hadn’t gotten the
chance to answer, so I started asking. After a few
minutes the boys ended up completely naked.
I was in the middle of asking a question when Steve
stepped forward and kissed me. Like before we dropped to
the ground: his completely naked body sandwiched between
my sread legs. In a matter of seconds the top of my
bathing suit was down around my waist, and he was
feeling my titties. Steve started kissing my nipples: my
god that felt good. So good, that I grabbed and held
onto his head: forcing him to keep kissing my titties.
Steve thrusted his hips back and forth real hard for a
few seconds, then he stopped and rolled off me. I felt
this wetness and asked “what’s all this stuff on my legs
and suit.”
I almost didn’t believe what I saw when I looked down:
there was all this thick creamy white stuff on my thighs
and the crotch of my swimsuit. When I put my finger in
it and pulled it away, it stuck like glue and left a
trail across my suit onto my bare stomach... .God: it
was so gross...
Once I cleaned all the stuff off with the corner of the
blanket, Tom practically jumped on top of me. He did
exactly what Steve had done: kissing my nipples,
thrusting his hips and doing the sticky stuff all over
my swimsuit and legs.
For the next couple weeks we repeated that day’s events
every time we went swimming. The more times the boys did
the thick creamy white stuff on my thighs the less gross
I thought it was... I was almost starting to like it
when they did the thick creamy white stuff on me...
***
During the first week of August it went a bit further.
Once again Steve had to go somewhere, leaving Tom and me
alone. We were lying on the old blanket and I had pulled
the top of my swimsuit down around my waist, as usual.
As Tom moved around, the upper part of my swimsuit
stated shifting lower. It kept moving lower and lower.
After a little while it was bunched up around my hips,
making it uncomfortable for both if us. Sweetie that Tom
is, he pulled it down to my hips, then I moved it a
little lower... Pretty soon it was down around my knees,
so I pulled it to my ankles and I pushed it off my feet
leaving me completely naked.
It was obvious Tom was curious of what it would feel
like to have his boner next to my bare cunny... and I
wondered what it would feel like too. So I let him rub
his boner around on my cunny. Oh my God: it felt so
good...
He kept pushing forward, every time my dick made contact
with my cunny, I felt this tingling sensation... oh that
felt good. He kept nudging the tip of his boner forward
against my cunny. All of a sudden the white stuff
exploded out of his boner... all over my cunny. It felt
all warm and sticky on my cunny afterwards: I kinda
liked it.
***
Steve and Tom did the same thing with me, a bunch of
times. At the end of summer, during the week before
school started they boys did the sticky white stuff all
over my cunny every day. Some days Steve and Tom would
do it twice! The more they did the sticky white stuff
all over my cunny, the better it felt, so I encouraged
them to do it.
Both Steve and Tom tried to go further, but I didn’t
budge. I knew that if they put their dicks in my cunny
and did the sticky white stuff inside me I could get
pregnant. Since I didn’t want to get pregnant I never
let them actually stick their dicks up inside my cunny.
Everyday both of them tried, but each and every time
they tried I stopped them. Not once did they ever put
their boners in my cunny: not even the tips. The most I
ever let the boys do was rub the tips of their dicks up
and down my cunny. And I only let them do that because
it felt absolutely incredible.
After that day the three of us would just get naked
right from the start. It was such a thrill: we never got
tired of it. The blanket got really crispy from me using
the corner to wipe the white sticky stuff off my cunny.
Shortly thereafter I started bringing a towel from home.
One of us made sure to wash it off in the river before
we went home.
***
The Friday before school started we didn’t even make an
attempt at swimming. None of us wore swimsuits... heck I
didn’t even bother putting on shoes or a bra.
Since I had less clothes to take off I was already naked
when the boys were still getting undressed, so I laid
down in the middle of the blanket and spread my legs.
Tom still had his underpants on when a completely naked
Steve laid down on top of me between my legs. He pressed
his lips against mine, put his hands on my boobs and
began moving his hips around as soon as he was on top of
me. It felt great the way his boner was sliding up and
down my cunny.
After a few minutes Steve kinda stopped moving his hips,
and reached down between our bodies... it felt like he
was trying to hold his boner still against my cunny. I
felt the tip of his boner press up against my cunny an
instant before he did the sticky white stuff. It felt
even better than usual, so I asked what he’d done
different. As he rolled off me he said he “had rested
the head of his dick against my cunny when he shot.”
Tom didn’t even give me a chance to wipe Steve’s sticky
white stuff off my cunny before he laid down on top of
me. He repeated Steve’s actions exactly... even holding
his boner in one spot against my cunny when he did the
sticky white stuff.
Tom rolled off me and Steve had taken his place on top
of me before I could wipe up the sticky white stuff. It
felt great the way they were rolling onto and off of me.
It felt so great that I started encouraging Steve to “do
the sticky white stuff on my cunny.” After a few minutes
of my encouragement Steve stopped moving his hips again
and held the head of his boner against my cunny when he
did the sticky white stuff.
Steve rolled off me and Tom once again took his place. I
was really enjoying how it felt, and I began encouraging
Tom to “do the sticky white stuff against my cunny.”
Another few minutes and Tom had stopped moving his hips
and was doing the sticky white stuff with the tip of his
boner pressed against my cunny.
When Tom rolled off me I was actually surprised that
Steve didn’t immediately lay on top of me... he just
laid there on the blanket next to me: what a letdown.
“Look at it all” he said staring at my crotch. Tilting
my head forward until my chin met my chest, I looked
down my body. What a sight: my cunny was coated in the
sticky white stuff.
“Do more sticky white stuff” I practically begged. Steve
actually hesitated before laying on top of me. He must
have been on top of me for nearly an hour; the whole
time kissing me, feeling my bobs and titties, while
moving his hips. I couldn’t believe how long it was
taking him to do the sticky white stuff. But when he
finally did the sticky white stuff: WOW! I don’t think
either of them did that much at once!
Steve didn’t even roll off me when he finished, he just
laid there on top of me: Tom had to push him off before
he could lay on top of me. Steve layed on the blanket
next to me panting the entire time Tom was on top of
me... not that it was all that long before he pressed
the tip of his boner against my cunny and did the sticky
white stuff.
I happened to look at Tom’s softening dick when he
rolled off me: it was coated in the sticky white stuff.
Turning the other way I glanced at Steve’s soft dick: it
too was covered in the sticky white stuff... There was
so much sticky white stuff on the boys’ dicks I wondered
if any of it was still on my cunny.
For a second time I tilted my head forward until my chin
met my chest, and looked down my body. There was sticky
white stuff all over my cunny, the insides of my upper
thighs, and the rest of my crotch. Staring down at all
of it, I thought it kinda looked like the sticky white
stuff was leaking out of my cunny. I knew it wasn’t
though, ‘cause the boys never put their dicks inside my
cunny.
***
A few weeks after school started I was real surprised
when I missed my period: I was pregnant. How could I
have gotten pregnant? It’s not like they had been
pushing their dicks up inside my cunny. I never let them
do that: not even once!
When I told Tom and Steve I was pregnant they were just
as shocked as I was. I mean, who ever heard of an
eleven-year-old girl getting pregnant...