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A Very Compassionate Friend
by desert bandit (address withheld)

***

A 16 year old boy is reunited with his parents after 
suffering cruel abuse by his kidnapper. Seeing his 
pain, a goddess of a woman helps him relieve some 
tension. (F/m-teen, rom, 1st, preg)

***

Things were difficult for Vincent. Adjusting from 
living a trailer-park existence to mansions and fast 
cars was nothing short of traumatic. When he was only 3 
he vaguely remembered being kidnapped by an 
unscrupulous and evil woman who had murdered her own 
child in a fit of abusive rage, and it just so happened 
that Vince, who was the same age as that child, looked 
a little bit like him.

Ever the impulsive whore, the woman stole Vince away 
from his parents while she worked in their house as a 
maid. For all the family's resources, they could not 
find the whereabouts of the whore. The years passed, 
Vince grew up, and the woman did not change her ways. 
As far back as he could remember the woman made Vince 
feel worthless. 

She would not give him any attention, whenever he 
brought home a straight A report card she would just 
ignore it, but whenever he got in a fight because he 
was being bullied she told him what a terrible and 
spoiled child he was, and how grateful he should be to 
have a mother like her.

It was awful. What little money the woman earned from 
prostituting herself and working at odd jobs she kept 
for herself. Vince wanted out of that life, and he 
quickly realized that if he wanted to go to college he 
would be on his own. He got a gang-banger friend to 
help him forge a fake ID which said he was 16, when in 
fact he was 14. He worked hard after school; spending 
most of his time doing homework, or working in 
construction.

The foreman got wind of the fact that he was just a 14 
year old kid. When his mother visited the site and 
started chewing him out, the foreman saw everything and 
felt sorry for him. Not only did he not fire him, but 
he paid him under the table.

Unfortunately for Vince, he was still under-age, so he 
had to have his "mother's" signature, along with his, 
to open up a bank account.

No sooner did he do so that the whore cleaned out his 
account. His dreams of college where dashed to the 
ground. That is when he saw an ad for the Marines.

Now, even though all the money he was earning went 
towards the evil whore who kidnapped him, he 
intensified his work in the construction site as he 
wanted to be ready for what no doubt would be grueling 
training. In the site, he was like a machine. He did 
twice the work of men twice his size and built, and by 
the time he was 16, he had a sculpted and beautiful 
body.

He had grown into a very handsome Italian young man. 
Many people in the construction site often questioned 
that the whore was his real mother.... I mean, Vince 
had well-bred, and highly refined features, the kind 
you see in nobility.

The whore was..... well, she was attractive but..... 
you could tell she came from the lowest rungs of 
society if you catch my drift.


Anyway, the more Vince showed independence, the bigger 
a bitch the whore became. Finally, he got sick of it 
all, put some money together from a secret stash of 
cash he hid in a buried safe, and purchased a DNA test. 
He collected some hair samples from the whore's hair 
brush, and put some of his own hair on the other 
specimen-collection envelope. He sent it to the labs, 
and when he got the results back he was mortified.

The whore was not his mother!

At first Vincent was shocked. Then he was overcome by a 
deep and terrible rage. That woman dared to abuse him 
physically and emotionally. That woman dared to make 
him feel like crap, and convince him it was all his 
fault.

He wanted to kill her. Slowly. Painfully.

He stopped loving her at the age of 13 when she 
humiliated him in front of his friends and laughed as 
if it was some kind of game. When he confronted her she 
acted as if it didn't matter.

He never forgave her for that stunt.

He went to an abandoned warehouse to have some time 
alone. There he had an emotional collapse.

All that misery. All that loneliness. The hole he had 
in his heart. It all made sense now.

After he collected himself, he went back to the trailer 
and decided to just go ahead and act as if nothing 
every happened. The whore gave him an ass-chewing, and 
oh God he was tempted to kill her right there and then. 
But then he thought otherwise.

"I'll just find my real parents, and I'll have my real 
mother deal with her- my real mother will want revenge. 
She deserves it more than me" he thought to himself.

That night he slept, exhausted from the days work and 
the emotional turmoil.

One day, the foreman said he got a new contract to work 
for a big-time Manhattan businessman.

Vince thought to himself "alright, lets do it."

A few days later, when he showed up to work, everyone 
on the job site gave Vince weird looks. Vince wondered 
"what the F@#$ is going on?"

Then, he saw someone who nearly gave him a heart 
attack; a man who was identical to him in height, 
build.... except his hair was graying.

Could it be? His father!

The man was wearing an expensive suit and he knew 
immediately that it was the man who had hired the 
construction team. The man looked at Vince, and tears 
welled up in his eyes. His instinct, which had served 
him to make him a wealthy man, told him that he was 
standing face to face with his son.

He ran to him, and forgetting the manners and 
refinement of his social-class, embraced him and kissed 
his son on the cheek. 

Vince was in disbelief. Father and son embraced 
tearfully, and everyone in the construction site looked 
on with compassion. Everyone cheered and clapped as 
Antonio (Tony for short, and Vince’s father) gave 
everyone the day off in celebration. Later on Tony 
introduced Vince to his mother, who at first stared in 
disbelief, finally collapsing tearfully, not believing 
her eyes. Vince ran to her, and embraced her warmly. 
The now reunited family embraced in a strong group hug. 
Vince, who had grown up with the name "Mike" while he 
was the whore’s prisoner, was glad to see people who 
looked like him, acted like him, even sounded like him.

A huge celebration was thrown, with lavish decorations 
and catering, all in honor of Vince.

It was a grand, grand party; all of New York’s most 
important people where in attendance. Everyone from 
college professors, big-time doctors, entrepreneurs…. 
Everyone.

It was there that Vince saw….. Sophia.

Good God she was gorgeous!

Her features were highly refined. She stood at 5’10, 
only an inch shorter than Vince, with long legs, pert 
breasts, and a firm, muscular ass hugged by a form 
fitting dress that allowed her shapely legs to be seen 
as she walked.

Feeling Vince stare at her, she walked over to where he 
was and initiated a conversation.

"You must be Vincent" Sophia said smiling " you’re 
mother told me your story, and to be completely honest 
I was moved by what I heard. It must have been awful to 
grow up with such a woman….. tell me, are you still 
sore?"

"No, everything is alright now that I am with my real 
mom and dad. My mom though wants revenge."

"Really" Sophia stated "What did she have in mind?"

At first there was no response from Vince but, a few 
seconds later, feeling he could trust her, he told her.

"She made my dad quadruple the pay of the construction 
workers I worked with so they would beat her and rape 
her to death."

"Good!" Sophia stated, shocking Vince "That will show 
her to keep her filthy hands to herself and away from 
other people’s children!"

Vince seemed upset by what Sophia said.

"Don’t be sad. You show too much compassion towards 
someone who does not deserve any…. You are free now; 
you have parents who love you, the financial resources 
which are the means by which you can finally go to a 
good school, and no doubt you will get into a good 
school with your grades."

"Thanks Mrs. Kruger," Vince stated "But... I’m so 
confused."

"It must be difficult making such a transition…. I 
mean, going from a Trailer court to a New York mansion 
must be a big shock. Don’t worry though you will 
adjust."

"How old are you?" Vince inquired.

"Don’t you know its rude to ask a woman her age... but, 
since you’re cute I’ll go ahead and tell you. I’m 33."

"You’re lying," Vince stammered, "I thought you were 
24, or 26."

Sophia laughed, "Oh no, those days are long behind me 
now. Speaking of old days, did you leave anyone 
behind?"

"What do you mean?"

"A girlfriend?"

"No, most girls treated me really bad. They liked gang-
bangers and badass criminal types, which I was not. I 
was just not their type."

"That is really too bad…. By the way, I am no longer 
Mrs. Kruger. Since I lost my husband to a car accident 
I went back to my maiden name. The name is McDougal, 
Sophia McDougal."

"Nice to meet you."

"Yeah, it was a real pleasure to meet you too Vince. If 
I see you around we’ll keep in touch alright? Here’s my 
phone number. Call me if you need anything okay?"

"A-alright," Vince Stammered.


That night, he couldn’t sleep. He could not stop 
thinking about her. Her eyes, her lips, her breasts, 
her ass…. God she was the most beautiful woman he’d 
ever seen. Given that he attended a socialite party he 
was impressed with the collection of beauties and gold-
diggers. However, there was something different about 
Sophia. Her beauty and intelligence far out-shined all 
the women that were in there.

Vince took it upon himself to ask around about Sophia’s 
background and her story was impressive. He discovered 
that she grew up in a regular middle class home, and 
was a late bloomer – this is to say, she was not 
beautiful until she reached college age. He also 
discovered that she got a perfect score on the SAT, the 
GRE, and the LSAT. She was also a member of Mensa.

"Damn man," Vince thought to himself. "This woman is 
too much for me."

He kept digging and discovered that she became wealthy 
by her own hand. As a matter of fact, it was in a wall 
street meeting where she met her husband, Mr. Kruger. 
They were both successful millionaires, and they hit it 
of immediately. Tragically Mr. Krueger’s limo was hit 
by an SUV which ran a red light on a country road in 
New England.

"A 16 year old high school junior getting together with 
a super smart, angelically beautiful blonde in her 
early 30’s. I don’t believe this." Depressed, Vince 
collapsed on his bed.

Now, Vince was no fool. Point in fact he was a very 
smart kid but Sophia seemed way out of his league.

Later on in the year there were other parties, and soon 
summer rolled along. Vince made some friends at the 
prep school he was now attending, and even picked the 
interest of a rather attractive French exchange 
student. However, he could not stop thinking about 
Sophia.

At night he would have shocking wet dreams starring her 
and he’d wake up with an iron rod between his legs that 
was still spewing hot cum from the dream he had. Every 
month it was the same story. He’d try whacking of until 
his balls where blue only half a drop came out, and 
yet, he’d still dream about her, and still he would 
have a fountain of white fluid spewing from an iron-
hard erection, courtesy of the nude Sophia in his 
dreams.

He suffered all this, all the while working at his 
summer job. He landed a job as a waiter for a lodge in 
Lake Tahoe. His father insisted he did not have work 
there as he could have as much money as he wanted from 
his dad but…… just hanging out with preps, playing 
tennis and partying all the time was driving Vince 
insane. He was too used to working. So, he packed his 
bags, jumped in his BMW and drove to Lake Tahoe.

All the pictures he had seen did not do the place 
justice. Lake Tahoe was beautiful. Of course, not as 
beautiful as Sophia.

Whatever the case, he checked in; he was told to get 
ready for wok, got himself acquainted with the living 
quarters and his bunk mates and went to sleep.

The customers tipped generously and the manager was a 
great guy. Best of all, he got away from Sophia. At 
least, he thought.

A huge party was thrown inaugurating a lodge some 
businessperson had established. Seeing that the lodge 
had a much better view of Lake Tahoe’s beauty he 
decided to transfer there. At the party, when he saw 
her, Vince could feel his heart break in two; Sophia 
was there.

As he served tables, Sophia specifically asked the 
manager to have Vince wait on her and her friends the 
entire night. When he heard his orders from the manager 
Vince was mortified. He was so nervous he dropped more 
than one plate of food on his way there.

When Sophia saw this she smiled to herself. The manager 
apologized but Sophia insisted it was all right. Then 
Sophia inquired when Vince would get of work.

"At 11 p.m. Miss McDougal."

"Thank you Time, that is all I need for now." With that 
she dismissed him. At 11 p.m. on the mark Sophia headed 
to the service exit where she caught Vince.

"Its good to see you here" Sophia remarked matter-of-
factly, smiling the whole time "tell me, what is a rich 
boy like you doing here working? Aren’t your folks 
angry at you?"

"Oh nah, they’re okay with it," Vince stammered, "I’m 
going back to the living quarters right now."

"Why don’t you come upstairs with me instead? The 
living quarters in my lodge have a great view of the 
lake. And I would like to get to know you better."

Vince swallowed hard. "A-alright Miss McDougal," Vince 
stammered, "lead the way."

"Call me Sophia. We’re friends right?"

With the artful discretion women like Sophia had, they 
sneaked of into the living private area where Sophia 
lived at for her stay in Lake Tahoe.

It was very beautiful; the doorways had arches, the 
decoration was expensive, and the air smelled of the 
scent of trees the wind brought in through the open 
window. One also had a view of the lake.

Sophia changed into a nightgown and walked over to the 
couch where Vince was sitting. She had a very warm 
smile on her face; it was very sincere too, there was 
no pretension in it at all, and one could see she had 
genuine affection for the boy.

"I find it hard to believe you never had a girlfriend. 
I find it even harder to believe that you have not done 
anything with that French girl…"

"How’d you know about her?!"

"Your mother talks about her all the time" Sophia said 
laughing "if you ask her to marry you she’ll probably 
fly through the roof!"

Vince’s face reddened.

"Nothing to be ashamed of. I have lived life. I know 
males and females are attracted to each other. What you 
are experiencing is nothing new…"

"We're just friends," Vince blurted out. "It's nothing 
serious."

"Don’t worry about it," Sophia reassured, "we are all 
friends here. Tell me Vince, have you ever been with a 
girl?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean."

"No, never."

"Really. Have you ever been with a woman?"

"What are you getting it at?"

"Oh come on! I don’t believe you are that naïve…." She 
slid closer to him, and began stroking the inside of 
his thigh "there are things we could do together, you 
and me…..its been three years since my husband died, 
and my work schedule simply leaves no time for love. I 
really, really miss the company of a man."

"But I am keeping you company right now."

Sophia laughed softly saying "No, no, no not that kind 
of company. The kind that makes me feel like a woman. 
Since I made my fortune in a man’s world I don’t often 
get an opportunity to be feminine, to use the power 
women were meant to use…. Their bodies. Believe it or 
not playing brain games with the boys gets really 
boring. Intuition, love... Using your body to seduce a 
young man... that is so much more fun, it is so much 
more interesting."

"I’m sure you must need breaks," Vince stammered

"Indeed" Sophia stated matter-of-factly.

She slid her hand closer to his crotch, which by now 
had an enormous bulge. Her hand crept up. Closer, 
closer. Slowly inching its way while gently massaging 
his inner thighs. And then, as she got closer to kiss 
Vince on the lips. The poor boy creamed his pants.

Sophia started laughing, not a mocking laugh but a 
healthy one that laughs at funny situations.

Vince did not see it that way and turned red as a 
tomato.

"It's alright. Here let me get that."

She went into the bathroom and fetched a towel, coming 
back very demurely.

"Take of your pants," she told Vince, who promptly 
replied. He waited for her to start cleaning him up, 
out of politeness….. but, of course, since most of the 
jizz was beneath boxer shorts he did not want to 
remove, Sophia had to insist.

"And the underwear."

Vince turned even redder than before.

"Vince, please, I’ve seen a naked man before; I was 
married for 3 years. Take of your boxers."

Finally, Vince complied. As soon as his genitals were 
uncovered, Sophia could feel her pussy lips engorge 
with blood, and her pussy moisten a little. He had a 
magnificent cock and the meatiest, heaviest balls she’d 
ever seen. They were the size of large lemons! And his 
cock was longer than average, but in thickness, very, 
very gifted.

She cleaned of his jizz-covered crotch and, on impulse, 
kissed him on the lips. She pulled back saying, "Just 
lose the whole outfit." Which Vince promptly did.

Sophia backed away from him and let her nightgown fall 
to the floor. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath 
it. Vince was petrified.

He saw a magnificent statuesque blonde standing in 
front of him, with well-rounded and elegant curves, 
with pussy lips that were cleanly shaven.

She had a perfect body. Shortly thereafter, his cock 
sprang to attention to salute her.

She climbed on top of him and began to kiss him. 
Hungrily, passionately. Shortly after, amidst the heavy 
breathing, she stopped though.

"What are you doing on my couch just laying there like 
a dead fish? I won’t break. You can hold me if you 
like."

Vince wrapped his arms around her and began exploring 
her back and ass with his hands. She resumed her 
kissing; the two climbed of the couch, and rolled 
around naked on the soft pillows she had set up on the 
floor for that purpose. They did this for about 2 hours 
when, finally, she pinned Vince beneath her and said

"This isn’t enough. I need more."

With that, she raised herself of him for a little bit, 
grabbed his engorged cock, and positioned between her 
pussy lips. She let herself slowly ease down on it, all 
the while enjoying the heat from the mast that was 
invading her body. Vince was overwhelmed by a brand-new 
experience; the heat from her pussy, the way it wrapped 
so tightly around him.

It was unreal. That wasn’t the whole scope of it 
either. The soft pussy tissue massaging his cock was 
merely the physical aspect of it. On a deeper level, he 
felt as if he was somehow merging with her. Vince was 
so overwhelmed, he let out a loud yelp, that yelp young 
men make from the shock of experiencing a woman’s pussy 
wrapped around their cock for the first time.

He could hear loud, wet sounds as she began riding him, 
all the while her pussy gripped him almost painfully 
hard. Amid her orgasmic delirium she leaned forward and 
kissed him. Sophia could feel the heat from his cock 
spread all over her body, and soon she was sweating, 
all the while her pussy and clit burned from orgasm.

In and out it slid as she rode him, in her delirium, 
she kissed him, tongued him. He held her close, feeling 
her breasts.

Almost on instinct, he rolled them over and pinned her 
beneath him. Having learned the rhythm from her riding 
him, he adapted it to his own thrusting.

He pumped and pumped into her; enjoying the exquisite, 
delicious heat from the pussy of a beautiful woman, all 
the while soaking up the spiritual connection. About an 
hour later though, he could not keep the rhythm any 
more. His male instincts took over. She rode him for 4 
hours, and he rode her for about 1.

His thrusting became more and more furious. His balls 
stopped massaging her butt-cheeks, and she felt them 
rise up. His balls were retracting into his body. She 
knew what that meant.

She wrapped her arms and legs around him and whispered 

"Vince, do it. Relieve your pain. Its what I’m here 
for."

Vince began thrusting harder and harder, the wet sounds 
becoming ever more furious. Sophia’s orgasms 
intensified, orgasms she had had non-stop for the past 
5 hours.

As his thrusting became more furious however, they 
became more frequent and more intense. Not being able 
to take the milking of his cock any longer, Vince felt 
a delicious burn from deep within his balls and shot 
his hot fluid inside Sophia’s pussy. His large cock was 
touching her cervix as he shot load after load of hot 
cum in her. The fluid was hot and soothing, and the 
orgasm it brought caused Sophia’s eyes to roll upward 
into her lids. Her pussy milked him mercilessly, and 
she could feel the pressure of hot cum directly against 
her cervix. It was sweet, sweet ecstasy.

He came in her for 15 minutes straight, burning and 
moaning as he did so, all the while Sophia held her 
head back in carnal delirium, eyes rolled back, her 
pussy milking him mercilessly. The fluid was leaking 
out of her pussy, and it was streaming down the crack 
of her ass. Finally, with the most intense burning 
sensation of all, Vince shot his final wad into her and 
collapsed.

Sophia’s final orgasm subsided, and they both breathed 
heavily.

She stroked his beautiful brown hair, and she began to 
laugh softly. Vince was still trying to catch his 
breath and, ever so slowly, he pulled his softening 
cock out of her; the air filled with sounds that were 
slimier than ever from the cups of cum he pumped into 
her. As she felt him pull out she winced, and a string 
of cum and cunt-juice could be seen on his cock. What a 
delicious feeling for Sophia!

Vince rolled of her and looked down at his manhood. It 
was covered with transparent slimy stuff and his own 
cum, as he filled her to overflowing. She mounted her 
leg on top of his legs and snuggled close to him.

"Vince," Sophia finally said, "those years of abuse 
must have been terrible for you. When I first laid eyes 
on you, I was filled with both desire, and a need to 
make you feel better. I figured this was the best way 
to fulfill both those needs."

"We can not be together, you’re not old but we just 
can’t be together."

"I know that," Sophia stated "but that doesn’t mean we 
can’t make love. Let us make love, at least until my 
fertile years stop."

Vince did not say anything. He simply kissed her and 
drifted of to sleep. Sophia got up and walked to the 
bathroom. When she stood up she felt cum streaming down 
her legs. It was unreal; it was as if her belly was 
filled with nothing but cum and someone had punctured a 
bag inside her. Cum was streaming out of her pussy and 
streaming down both her legs. The cum broke into five 
streams on each leg. Looking down at it she smiled to 
herself and said 

"I guess this only means you enjoyed yourself Vince. 
Sleep tight."

She bent down and kissed Vince on the lips, who was now 
sleeping deeply. She walked over to the shower and took 
a long, hot bath. She had to stay there a full hour as 
the cum Vince pumped into her did not stop streaming 
out of her until the hour was up. She could not believe 
so much fluid could come of a man, but apparently it 
was possible. Not that she was complaining; his cum 
felt deliciously cool inside her pussy and it was very 
soothing. However, cleaning it up was terrible, as 
streams of it ran down the drain as she showered.

When she was finished she grabbed a wet towel and 
cleaned up Vince’s package. She kissed him on the 
cheek, snuggled next to him and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning Vince woke up late. It was unusual, as 
he was a morning person; he had slept more deeply than 
he ever had in his life. He saw a blue bathrobe Sophia 
had left for him and put it on. He heard something 
cooking, a delicious scent filled his nostrils, and 
there was Sophia cooking a delicious dish in the 
nightgown she had worn the night before.

"I should get to work," Vince stated. "The boss will be 
angry with me for being so late."

"Oh its alright Vince, I had him fire you. By the way, 
did you sleep well last night?"

Vince walked up to her and kissed her hungrily on the 
lips.

"Thank you," he said smiling.

"It was my pleasure. But now, you should eat. You must 
be exhausted from last night. I mean, my God! You 
pumped the sperm of 10 men into me!"

Vince blushed.

But then, the two sat down and ate quietly, and they 
smiled at each other when they finished. She was 
wearing the glow of a satisfied woman, and he was 
feeling tired, but happy.

They made love for one more month, but, wanting to get 
real work, he got himself a job as a beekeeper in North 
Dakota. Fucking Sophia every day was taking its toll.

Don’t get me wrong, he was actually starting to fall in 
love with her but... Too much was too much.

Soon however, school started and he had to drive back 
to New York.

The semester went by fast as it was now his senior year 
of high school, and in September he had turned 17. 
During Christmas vacation, a grand gala was thrown 
where rich people attended.

Vince saw Sophia amongst a bunch of women, but could 
only see her head in the middle of the crowd. As he 
walked closer to her and the crowd parted he nearly 
collapsed from shock… Sophia was sporting a huge 
swelling belly!

She began stroking it and she smiled warmly at Vince.

She invited him to a balcony, where they talked.

"You have given me the best Christmas present ever 
Vince. My husband was sterile and we could not have 
children of our own. I did not feel like adopting; I 
wanted a baby of my own flesh and blood. Remember the 
night you lost your virginity? This swelling belly you 
see in front of you is the fruit of that lovemaking. 
Congratulations Vince, you’re going to be a father," 
Sophia smiled broadly as she said this.

Vince was still in shock. But, not wanting to be 
impolite he asked; "What are you going to name him?"

"Vince," Sophia answered, "after you." She had not lost 
her warm smile from earlier.

"Will you...?"

"Let you be a part of his life? Of course Vince! I 
don’t want him not knowing who his father is!"

Vince kissed her lips, "I love you Sophia... But..."

She pressed her index finger on his lips hushing him. 
"Shush. Don’t worry about it. We can still be friends. 
For the sake of our baby."

A few months later she gave birth to a beautiful baby 
boy. Her business continued to Thrive and she became 
not just the wealthiest woman, but the richest person 
in the world.

Vince went on to college, got his master’s degree, and 
actually made double the fortune his father had made 
effectively increasing the family’s wealth and 
holdings. He married a beautiful blonde girl he met in 
college who, many people commented looked a lot like 
Sophia. They had 8 children, but the girl never lost 
her beauty…. Plastic surgery played no role in it 
either; she was remarkably well preserved despite the 
many pregnancies. Also, Vince was the only man she ever 
had sex with.

Before he married she and Vince made love again a few 
months after the baby was born, but they had no more 
children together after that. Shortly after menopause 
as her desire disappeared, they stopped making love. 
However, they remained good friends and their son grew 
up to be handsome and strong like his father, all the 
while inheriting his mother’s commanding intelligence.

I will not say they lived happily ever after, as no one 
is perfect, but, I will say that all of Vince’s male 
children were well-loved by women for being... fruitful 
in their issuing of life-giving seeds shall we say.

The End

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