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Trial by Sperm
by jallen944 (jallen@burpingfrog.com)

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A story about a trial lawyer and an exchange student. 
(M/F-teen, 1st)

***

Dan had a trial in the morning. He had to figure out 
how to defend some stupid kid who broke into an old 
woman’s apartment and then got conked over the head 
with a frying pan. But it might as well have been him 
on trial, sitting in that chair next to the judge, 
trying to explain to his wife and three sons how he 
violated the same rules he had imposed on them.

Dan tilted his head back and rubbed his eyes. It was 
late, past two in the morning. The rest of the house 
was asleep and he was alone in his small office with 
the cluttered desk and the leather sofa and the books 
on the shelves. The green lamp on the desk filled the 
room with a warm glow, but it did not help focus his 
concentration on the open books or the folders with the 
sheets of lined yellow paper covered with his 
scribbling.

He shook his head. Whose idea was it anyway to invite 
an exchange student to live with them for six months? 
Especially a girl when he had three horny teenage boys 
also living in the house? Especially a beautiful 
teenage girl? How could he help but be distracted? He 
had to be in court in seven hours and still he had no 
idea what he was going to tell the jury.

He shut the heavy blue book and lay his forehead on it, 
his head turning side to side. He was the one who was 
stupid. He was the one who should be on trial. It was 
all an accident, he would swear that, swear it on his 
mother’s grave. He never meant it to go as far as it 
did.

But it happened so quickly, and so easily. At the time 
he didn’t even realize what was happening. How could 
they blame him? It could happen to any man.

Her name was Faruza. She had been away from home for 
four months and she was lonely. It was only a week ago, 
the night after her eighteenth birthday. They were the 
only ones home; she probably thought she was alone. His 
wife was out shopping and the boys were out doing who 
knew what. 

He heard sobs from her room at the end of the hall and 
when he went in he found her on the bed, curled around 
her pillow. Her long, black hair was in tangles and her 
big, dark eyes were puffy and red with tears. He sat 
down to comfort her and it just went from there. First 
he was holding her, then he was kissing her, then he 
was touching her.

What a stupid mistake. His boys were the ones he 
thought he had to worry about. He never expected the 
rules he and his wife laid down to keep them away from 
her applied to everyone, or that he would break them 
himself. Already, he could see the old judge with the 
scowl on his face and his wife at the plaintiff’s table 
with tears running down her face.

He heard a soft tap and lifted his head off the blue 
law book. Was he hearing things? Was he dreaming? He 
put his forehead back on the book, but heard the 
tapping again. It was the door, someone was knocking at 
the door. Probably his wife checking on him. He got up, 
but the door opened a crack and Faruza’s face peeked 
in, her sweet, angelic face, framed by her long, dark 
hair.

"Dan? Are you awake?" she said in her soft, girlish 
voice.

"Yeah, I’m up," he said.

Immediately, he remembered how he had taken her 
virginity and began to get aroused, despite the regret 
he felt for what he did to her. Even so, she took to it 
so readily, so willingly, as if it was what she wanted.

She came into his office and closed the door behind 
her. She was wearing one of his oversized t-shirts that 
came down to her hips, just showing the bottom of her 
white cotton panties. Her large breasts stretched the 
front.

"Can’t you sleep?" he said.

She shook her head and walked toward him. Beneath the 
thin shirt, her heavy breasts jiggled.

"What are you working on?" she said.

Dan wiped his forehead and sat down again. He waved his 
hand over the books and papers.

"I have this case that goes to trial tomorrow. I don’t 
think I’m gonna be ready."

Faruza sat on the corner of his desk, nodding. Dan 
glanced at her bare legs and felt a twitch between his 
own legs. Instantly, he remembered how good it felt to 
lay between her legs, how good she looked laying under 
him with that twisted up expression on her face when 
she was moaning. His penis grew hard and he squeezed 
his legs together.

"I bled yesterday," Faruza said. She lifted the bottom 
of the oversized shirt and looked down at her panties.

"Did it hurt?"

She shook her head. "I didn’t bleed today."

"You’re a woman now, not just a little girl."

He gazed over her young body, burning from the inside 
with lust. She filled out nicely. Her hard nipples 
stuck out through the shirt. Her waist curved in and 
her hips had a gentle flare down to her long legs. He 
stared at the mound between her legs and licked his 
lips, remembering the pleasure he experienced there. 

He couldn’t believe this beautiful eighteen year old 
girl was sitting on his desk, showing him her panties. 
He looked at her face. She had big, dark eyes and those 
full, pouty lips. He couldn’t believe she had those 
beautiful lips around his cock.

"I’m a woman now?" she said.

Dan nodded.

"Then I want more practice," she said.

Dan’s eyebrows arched up. "More practice?"

Faruza nodded. Her hand touched his arm. "I want more 
practice at being a woman. I want to practice on you."

Her eyes looked down at his lap and blinked a few 
times. Dan smirked. She was staring at his hard-on. She 
looked into his eyes.

"Show it to me? Please?" she said.

"Show you what?"

Her eyes looked down at his lap again. Her small hand 
touched his knee.

"That," she said. Her fingers moved up his thigh and 
touched the ridge of his erection.

Dan’s head spun. This was too good to be true. He 
gritted his teeth and his hands clenched into fists. If 
only his wife wasn’t just upstairs.

He shoved his pants down. His long, erect cock jumped 
out. Faruza gasped and her eyes grew wide. The pink tip 
of her tongue licked her upper lip. Her fingers reached 
out and touched the hard shaft.

"What should I do?" she said in a whisper.

"Lick it."

Faruza nodded as if she agreed. Holding his cock in one 
hand, she got down on her knees between his legs, 
leaned forward and licked the tip. Dan sighed. Her 
breath was warm on his skin.

"Now suck it," Dan said.

Staring at the fat head, Faruza nodded and licked her 
lips. She opened her mouth wide, closed her lips around 
the end and moved her head up and down.

Dan groaned and closed his eyes. His head tilted back. 
In her mouth, her wet tongue slid around under the head 
of his cock. A few times, her teeth grazed the shaft 
and he winced. She was good, but obviously 
inexperienced. Hell, she was only eighteen. This was 
what, the second time in her life she had a cock in her 
mouth?

His hips rose off the chair, pushing his cock a bit 
deeper. Faruza gagged once, but kept going. Her head 
bobbed up and down with short, quick strokes like she 
was driven by a runaway motor.

"Slow down. Slow down, baby. Take it slow, deep and 
slow," Dan said. He brushed her long hair away from her 
face.

With his cock still between her lips, she looked up to 
his face, blinked, and nodded. She let out a deep 
breath through her nose, and her wet, puffy lips slid 
about midway down his cock and back up to the head. She 
licked up the saliva around her mouth and did it again, 
clamping her soft lips even tighter.

"Oh God yes," Dan groaned.

He put his hand on her shoulder, then around the back 
of her neck and pulled her closer. The head of his cock 
jammed against the roof of her mouth and all the way 
back to her throat. Faruza squealed around it and her 
eyes bulged. Dan groaned again and his cum burst in her 
mouth.

Faruza looked frightened at first, then angry. Her 
cheeks puffed out rhythmically with the flood of sperm 
that pumped into her mouth. A drop of it leaked from 
the corner of her mouth. She clamped her fat lips 
tighter. Her cheeks bulged out and she looked like she 
didn’t know what to do.

"Swallow it baby," Dan said.

Faruza’s nose wrinkled. She swallowed and started 
coughing, doubled over on the floor between his legs.

"Why didn’t you tell me you were gonna do that?" she 
said, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"I didn’t want to."

Faruza’s brows bunched low over her eyes.

"Why not? You know I hate how it tastes. And in my 
mouth. That is like, so gross." She stuck her tongue 
out and made a face.

"I wanted to see you drink it."

Faruza slapped his leg. "That’s so mean. I should just 
leave."

Dan shrugged. "Ok. Leave."

Faruza was silent for a second. Her lower lip stuck 
out.

"But you haven’t fucked me yet," she said.

"No, I guess not."

Faruza pulled up the bottom of the shirt and slipped 
her fingers down the front of her panties.

"I’m so wet down there. Why is it so wet?" she said.

"To make it easy for my cock to go in."

Faruza grinned. Her small hand squeezed his cock again. 
When she spoke, her voice was soft and breathy.

"I liked it when you did that. I wanna do it again, 
ok?"

Dan nodded. "Ok. Stand up."

Faruza rose to her feet, her arms at her sides.

"Take off the shirt."

She tugged the shirt off over her head. Her tangled 
mass of thick, black hair fell over her face and 
shoulders. She combed it away with her long nails, 
revealing hard, brown nipples that stood out.

"Take off your panties."

Faruza pushed the panties down over her hips to the 
floor. Dan stood up. Her eyes followed him across the 
room to the sofa. He removed his shirt and pants and 
sat down.

"Come here," he said.

Her bare feet padded softly across the hardwood floor. 
She sat beside him. Dan put his arm around her shoulder 
and she laid her head on his chest. He touched her bare 
thigh.

"Let me see how you’re doing here," he whispered in her 
ear. He pushed her legs apart and she gasped when his 
fingers touched her pussy.

"Don’t be rough, ok?" she said.

"No, I wouldn’t hurt you."

He pushed his middle finger between her warm, moist 
lips. Faruza moaned and her back arched away from the 
sofa. Her clitoris was a tiny, hard bump under his 
finger.

Faruza grabbed his wrist and pulled. Her legs squeezed 
together on his hand, but he kept rubbing. She 
whimpered and looked into his eyes. Her whole body 
trembled. Her hips thrust up and down off the sofa as 
fast as his hand moved.

Faruza buried her face in his shoulder and screamed. 
Her pelvis bucked against his hand. When she raised her 
head, his shoulder was wet with her saliva. She looked 
up at him with her mouth open, breathing hard, her eyes 
half open, and her black bangs hanging over her eyes. 
She let her legs fall apart again.

Dan’s fingers were covered with her juices. He stuck a 
finger in his mouth and licked her juices off. She 
tasted good, too. Faruza watched, licking her lips. Dan 
held his fingers in front of her mouth and she licked. 
Her expression changed, like she was trying to decide 
if she liked the taste. She licked her lips.

"Is that how I taste?" she said. Dan nodded. "Do you 
like it?"

"Yeah."

Faruza nodded, as if she had made up her mind. "Then I 
like it, too."

She tilted her head up and kissed him. Dan moaned. Her 
tongue pushed into his mouth and her small, young body 
pressed against his. She kicked her leg over his body 
and moved on top of him, straddling his lap with her 
long, coltish legs. With her mouth clamped on his, she 
raised her ass in the air, reached down between her 
legs and angled his cock to her cunt, rubbing the head 
along her slit, trying to find the opening. The head 
pushed her lips apart and she gasped into his mouth. 
Her body trembled. She stared down into his eyes and 
lowered herself on him.

He held her by her slender waist to take her weight. He 
could feel himself sliding into her an inch at a time, 
and could read the pain on her face. She was a small 
girl and no matter how wet she was, she was still very 
tight. Faruza gritted her teeth and whimpered.

"It hurts," she said.

Dan stroked her cheek. "Don’t stop now. It’s almost 
in."

A tear swelled at the corner of her eye. He wiped it 
away with his thumb. She tilted her head down and 
kissed him, her lips smacking on his. Dan moved his 
hands down to her ass and pressed firmly.

"Ow... ow... oh god!" she cried.

His cock pushed all the way up inside her. She was just 
as deliciously warm and wet as he remembered. He let 
her rest a moment, to get used to the pain of being 
stretched open. She arched her back and raised her head 
with her eyes closed, panting in shallow, rapid 
breaths.

"It’s in," Dan whispered, brushing the hair from her 
face.

Faruza opened her eyes and smiled, but it was a painful 
smile.

"I’m making love. Just like a real woman," she 
whispered.

Dan rocked his hips up and down. Faruza was slow to 
respond. He was sure the head of his cock was deep 
inside her, pushing at the end of her womb, and that 
must have caused more pain. When she started to 
respond, she rocked her hips with his and bit her lower 
lip between her teeth. From her throat came soft, 
regular moans. Dan moved his hands down to her ass, 
pulling her down when he pushed up. His finger brushed 
near her asshole. He touched it and she smiled.

"Oh Dan... oh Dan!" she moaned.

They were fucking harder. Faruza moaned louder. Dan 
didn’t care if she woke everyone in the house. His 
orgasm built and built, then erupted inside her.

"Oh yes," he groaned.

Faruza’s eyes opened and she gasped. Her ass continued 
to move in his hands and his cock throbbed, pumping 
seed into her. He fell backward, stretched out on the 
sofa.

"Oh, Dan," Faruza sighed, and lowered her head to kiss 
him. She lay her head against his shoulder and he 
stroked her hair while his penis continued to spasm and 
squirt the last few drops of cum into her pussy.

"Faruza?" Dan said in a low voice. She didn’t move. 
"Faruza?" he said again. He could feel her breathing on 
his shoulder. With his erect penis still lodged inside 
her hole, she cuddled up to him and went to sleep. She 
amazed him again. Shaking his head, he stroked her hair 
until he fell asleep, too.

* * * *

A steady, gentle movement dragged him from his sleep. 
Dan noticed first an unusual weight on top of him. Then 
he noticed he had a monstrous hard-on. As he peeled his 
eyes open, he remembered the weight was Faruza’s small 
figure. The movement was her ass, going slowly up and 
down. His hard-on was stuck inside her.

"Faruza? Are you awake?" he whispered. The first 
sunlight was showing in the windows. It wouldn’t be 
long before his wife was up making breakfast, and he 
was late for the trial.

"Yes."

She must have moved sometime when she was sleeping and 
felt his penis inside her and it woke her up. Then she 
got turned on and her ass started humping. She kissed 
the side of his neck. He sucked in a deep breath. He 
was turned on, too, and put his hands on her waist and 
thrust his hips up.

"Do it harder. It feels so good," Faruza moaned in his 
ear.

Dan jammed his cock into her again and she whimpered. 
Did she like it rough? He rolled on top of her. She 
cried out in surprise, staring up at him with her mouth 
open and her eyes wide. He hovered over her, holding 
himself up with his arms on either side of her head. 
Her legs were forced wide around his body.

"This is gonna feel even better," he growled, and the 
ferocity in his own voice surprised him.

He pulled his hips back, withdrawing most of his penis 
from her cunt. The delicate, pink lips of her pussy 
were spread wide, encircling his shaft, which looked 
grotesquely huge going into her small body.

He slammed his cock back into her. Faruza moaned out 
loud. He pulled his hips back and did it again. Her 
back arched off the sofa. Her hands squeezed his 
forearms and her legs wrapped tightly around his hips. 
He was sure someone heard her moan that time; she was 
loud enough to wake the neighbors. If his wife or boys 
were going to walk in on them it was going to happen 
soon. He wanted to cum inside her one more time before 
that.

"Did you like that?" he said. Faruza nodded. Her 
expression was a mixture of fear and excitement. She 
was so beautiful it took his breath away. "Then hold 
on, ‘cause I’m gonna fuck you hard."

Dan lifted his weight and dropped himself on her. The 
sofa rocked with the force of his motion. His hard, 
muscular belly slapped on her flat belly. Faruza clung 
to him, moaning.

"Oh Dan... oh Dan... oh... oh!!" she cried.

Her voice faded. She thrashed beneath him. He pinned 
her down, with his thick cock sliding in and out of 
her. Her fingernails dug into his arms. She was panting 
for breath and he was pleased with himself. He made her 
cum. Then he was shooting another load into her.

"Oh God," he groaned.

It poured from his cock like he opened up a hose, 
overflowed her tight hole and leaked out around his 
shaft, dripping down over his balls and down into the 
crack of Faruza’s ass.

"What happened?" Faruza panted.

"I made you cum." He was just as out of breath.

"Cum? Just like before?"

Dan nodded. "That’s what it’s called when that happens. 
You made me cum, too."

"I made you cum," she repeated and giggled. "I like it 
when you cum. I like how it feels, all slippery and 
warm."

Dan heard a sound from the kitchen and raised his head. 
It was his wife, getting breakfast ready. He lifted 
himself off Faruza. Their sweaty, sticky skin peeled 
apart and his dick flopped from her wet hole. She 
groaned and frowned.

"You better get back upstairs before someone finds you 
in here with me," he said.

Faruza looked down between her spread legs. A drop of 
white come oozed from her tiny slit. She pushed it back 
in with her middle finger.

"I’m gonna feel you inside me all day. Then you can 
give me some more tonight," she said. She kissed him 
quickly, hopped off the sofa, slipped into the t-shirt 
and dashed out of the room.

Dan rolled his eyes and wiped his forehead. What the 
hell was he thinking? What if he got that girl 
pregnant? His wife was going to kill him.

He got up to put on his pants. Faruza’s white panties 
were on the floor by his shoes. He bent over to pick 
them up, just as the door opened. He stuffed the 
panties in his pocket. His wife was standing in the 
doorway, wearing her robe.

"Honey, did you sleep here all night again?" she said. 
She walked toward him, leaving the door open.

"Yeah, I just crashed on the sofa," Dan said. He 
noticed a small puddle of white fluid on the center 
cushion and his heart skipped.

She untied the belt and let the robe fall open. Beneath 
it, she was naked, and the round shapes of her breasts 
moved in and out of view. She slipped her arms around 
his waist and kissed his neck. Her bare, warm breasts 
pressed against his chest. She sniffed.

"Honey? Did you jerk off?" she said.

Dan shrugged and smirked. He slipped his hands inside 
her robe and down her back to her tight ass.

"Yeah, well, you know, I was working all night and I 
just needed a release."

"You should have come up to bed. I would have given you 
all the release you wanted," she said.

"Maybe tonight. I’ve got a busy day today."

She kissed his lips and her hand rubbed the front of 
his pants.

"Then you better come and eat your eggs before they get 
cold. You’re going to need your strength." She turned 
around and walked back to the door. "I’ll see if Faruza 
and the boys are up."

"All right," he said and smiled, but when the door 
closed his smile fell and his knees gave out and he 
plopped into the chair. He was right. It was going to 
be a busy day.

END

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