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A Baby Out Of Wedlock
by Wild Orchid (wildorchid1001@hotmail.com)
edited by easygoingca
 
***

During the summer of 1948 a boy from Boston meets a 
young beautiful black girl while vacationing with a 
relative in Alabama. This story is fictional but it is 
based on five intriguing entries in my grandfather’s 
journal. I changed the names in case something like it 
actually happened. (mf-teens, youths, 1st, rom, preg)

***
 
Bobby looked out over the pond, he felt happy, three 
more weeks without Latin. He liked Alabama, and aunt 
Abby was really nice to him.

The dusty road leading up to the pond was known as 
lover’s lane. 

Around nightfall young couples flock to the pond to 
make out, boys and girls came by bike, or on foot, and 
parked cars usually belonged to married people who were 
having an affair.
 
During the daytime however it was usually very quiet, 
and Bobby liked walking in the area. He was usually by 
himself, and when it was hot he went skinny dipping in 
the pond.
 
"Hi there," said a voice behind him.
 
He was startled, and turned around.
 
"You da new boy, ain't ya?" asked a black girl, "Bobby 
Johnson?"

Bobby just nodded. He had never seen a black girl up 
close. She was barefoot, and looked about three years 
younger than him, but to his utter astonishment she 
already had ample breasts. They jiggled under her white 
cotton summer dress as she moved. 
 
"I's Vicky," she said. 
 
He looked the girl over. She was very pretty and had 
beautiful almond eyes, and fine dark brown skin that 
looked very soft. Long curly black hair hung over her 
ebony shoulders and almost reached her buttocks.

Her flat stomach and narrow waist led to hips that were 
beginning to broaden, and lovely long legs. Her dress 
revealed as much of her as it concealed.
 
When Bobby again ogled her amazing breasts, he noticed 
how full they were, and felt a wave of excitement. 
Vicky could tell where he was looking, and smiled.
 
She already knew what boys wanted when they looked at 
her like that.

"You likes what you see?" asked the black girl, smiling 
warmly.
 
"Uh," Bobby squirmed, his face reddening, and his 
erection all too obvious. "What do you mean?"
 
She looked at the bulge in his pants and grinned, "I 
knows what you want."
 
"I don't know what you're talking about," he managed to 
reply, red as a beet by now.
 
"Sho' you do," the black girl giggled, pointing at his 
erection. With confidence she lifted her dress, "you 
wants to stick that in here." as she pointed to the 
juvenile bush between her own slender thighs

The girl obviously wore nothing under her dress, and 
his mouth fell open. He didn't know what to say or do, 
and just stared at her. He wondered if all girls in the 
county were this forward. After what felt like ages he 
came back with what he thought was a good reply "You'll 
wind up pregnant if you aren't careful."
 
She chuckled, "So? dat's what girls is for'"
 
He couldn't believe his ears; back home girls were 
terrified to get pregnant. Vicky had dropped her dress 
again, and Bobby wished he had taken a better look. His 
curiosity overcame his reluctance to seem inexperienced 
in front of this beautiful girl, and suddenly he asked, 
"You mean to say you have done that already?"
 
She shook her head and slowly started walking towards a 
big oak across the path "Momma say I cants till I'm 
married but I's gonna git married in three weeks," she 
quickly added with a grin, and put her cute little nose 
in the air.
 
"At your age?" he called out surprised, followed by, 
"who with?"
 
"Jimmy Johnson, he five year older than me. He work fo' 
the blacksmith. His momma say he be needin' a good 
wife."
 
"Do you love him?" Bobby asked with interest
 
Now she hesitated. "I doesn't really know him," she 
finally replied, as she stood still next to the big 
oak, "but momma say he a good catch, an' she don' want 
me to get into trouble."
 
Bobby had recently learned what that phrase meant, and 
tried to hide his shock. He put all the sophistication 
he was able to muster into his next words. "Why would 
she think you might, well, you know?"
 
"Lizzy got in trouble," the girl explained, and then 
added, "She's my cousin."
 
"Your cousin got knocked up?" he blurted out with 
considerable less sophistication. "How?"
 
"How do you think?" she giggled.
 
"I mean, who is the father?"
 
Now Vicky clamped up. For the first time she seemed 
reluctant to say anymore. Bobby felt her hesitance. He 
decided to trick her, and she fell for it. "I bet you 
don't even know what happened," he taunted.
 
"I do to!" she blabbed. "She done it with a white boy!"
 
"Really?" Bobby asked.
 
"Why you so shocked? Mos' white boys 'round here likes 
da colored girls."

Then she chuckled, and with a mischievous smile looked 
at his erection again. "I reckon where you come from 
they do too."
 
"I'm sorry, I, uh..."
 
"That's alright," Vicky purred. "You cant's hep it." 
Her eyes stayed focused on the bulge in his pants. 
"Momma say it happen with boys all the time." She 
gently added, "I doesn't mind."
 
Bobby looked his new friend over again. Nature had done 
a good job with her. Vicky was amazingly well developed 
for a girl her age. 

Her breasts already looked like a handful, and Bobby 
noticed thick sturdy nipples showing through the thin 
cotton of her dress. 

Even her dark brown areolas were clearly visible 
through the white material. She knew where he was 
looking, and her smile broadened, which made her even 
more beautiful.
 
"Looking there ain't gonna help none though," she 
giggled, as she leaned back against the big oak, and 
her laugh bubbled like champagne.

Bobby quickly looked up from her feminine charms to her 
face, and again she flashed that wonderful smile. It 
made his heart beat faster. She had pearly white teeth, 
and her lips were full and thick.
 
On impulse, he leaned forward and kissed her on the 
mouth. He had expected her to be shocked, or pull back, 
but she didn't. Instead, to his immense surprise her 
mouth opened, and her tongue tried to gain access 
between his lips. In school he had heard vague accounts 
about some special way to kiss, and he realized his had 
to be it.

Bobby blushed hotly as he allowed her tongue into his 
mouth, and the black girl started French-kissing him. 
When their tongues met, his cock began to throb. He 
felt her kiss throughout his whole body, and wished he 
dared to touch those wonderful breasts.
 
When they finally stopped kissing, he didn't know what 
to say. The pigeons were cooing in the oak leafs above 
them. They looked at each other. Her mouth reminded him 
of a juicy fruit, and he definitely wanted to kiss her 
some more.
 
Vicky smiled at the blonde boy and teased him with a 
chuckle, "Is all you boys from da city so slow with da 
girls?"
 
That did it. Bobby pinned her against the big tree, and 
hungrily kissed her again. He pushed his tongue in her 
mouth, and cupped her firm young breasts through her 
summer dress. To his amazement she didn't try to push 
him away, but allowed his hands to fondle her through 
the thin fabric. In fact, Vicky wanted more. Her 
nipples were tingling with pleasure and she couldn't 
wait to feel his hands on her bare skin. She freed 
herself from his embrace, straightened up, and slowly 
undid the knot on the lace that held the top of her 
dress together. Then she leaned back against the bark 
of the tree with a meaningful smile.
 
Bobby yanked the garment open with such haste he almost 
tore the fabric. When it was open to her waist he 
feasted his eyes on her fully exposed chocolate colored 
breasts. They were firm and round with long thick black 
nipples that were fully erect. She was breathtaking.
 
Holding the half naked young girl against the big oak 
tree, he enthusiastically cupped her naked breasts, and 
started squeezing them with both hands, weighing them, 
and kissing her wildly in the process. It was beyond 
anything he had ever done with a girl. On impulse, he 
slid one hand up under her dress, finding the warm 
crevice between her thighs and caressing it. When Bobby 
touched her womanhood, Vicky moaned in pure pleasure. 

She had considered herself a woman ever since the first 
sparse hair had sprouted on her little slit, and was 
extremely pleased with the small bushy triangle of 
curly hair that now grew between her legs, which she 
opened a little wider to allow Bobby better access to 
her tender parts. Her breathing was speeding up, and 
became ragged. She began humping back against his hand. 

She played with her pussy all the time, but his touch 
kindled a fierce desire between her legs that she knew 
could only be fulfilled by the opposite sex. She felt 
the need in her loins, and smiled at Bobby with big 
tempting eyes. A warm feeling flowed through him. 

He desperately wanted her, and had a crazy hopeful 
feeling she might be willing, but no clue how he was 
supposed to find out for sure. If he didn't act though, 
someone else would get the cherry of this beautiful 
girl. He was still wondering how to go about it, when 
Vicky blew his mind.
 
"You wants to do it?" She breathed heavily.
 
Speechless he nodded.
 
"Wes gotta be quick then," she said huskily. "I's 
already late."
 
Before his brain had fully processed what she'd said 
his hands were unbuckling his belt. Breathing like a 
young stallion, Bobby let his trousers drop to his 
feet. When Vicky caught a first glimpse of the big 
hard-on that jutted from under his shirt, her heart 
skipped a beat. Its burgundy head was bobbing about as 
he approached her, and it looked huge to her. 

Vicky had been fantasizing about loosing her cherry for 
months, but now that Bobby actually wanted to put that 
big thing in her, she almost changed her mind. Still 
she couldn't take her eyes off his fierce erection. 
Swinging loosely under his bloated member she noticed 
big pink testicles, and she stared at them with wide 
eyes. They seemed the size of plums to her, and she 
knew what was in them.

Then, with a start, she realized what might happen if 
he put his seed in her, and began to blush with 
excitement. She might get a baby!

She was going to be a woman. That was what women did. 
They did it with men, and then they had babies. Her 
mother had done it, her aunts had done it, and even her 
cousin had done it.
 
Vicky was no longer afraid now, and became very 
practical. She pulled up her dress until it was around 
her waist, spread her thighs wide, and prepared to 
receive her first lover. She planted her feet apart, 
and held her breath as Bobby fisted his cock, and 
directed it between her legs.
 
He didn't precisely know how to put his cock into a 
girl though, and when he kept shoving and pushing the 
head against the hood of her clit, Vicky gently took 
his cock in her hand, and aimed it a little lower. She 
spread her legs wide, and raised herself up. With agile 
fingers she guided his slick cockhead between her 
folds, and helped him find her opening. Bobby sensed he 
was in the right place, and with a push his cockhead 
slipped into Vicky's tight, slippery quim. They both 
gasped. 

Vicky felt his hard flesh wedging itself into her, and 
held her breath. 

This was it. She was about to get a cock in her maiden 
pussy. She put her hands on Bobby's buttocks and he 
marveled that his cock stayed lodged in her pussy, and 
inched it in just a little further. 
With a groan he asked, "Are you really a v-virgin?"
 
Vicky grabbed his buttocks tighter, pulled him into her 
and gave a muffled yelp when his entry ruptured her 
maidenhead. She was very narrow, but her excitement had 
made her slippery, and he slid in all the way. She held 
her breath for a few seconds, before she exhaled, "Not 
anymore I ain't!"
 
She felt he was all the way in, and gave a deep sigh of 
satisfaction. They both looked down where their pubic 
hair meshed, and his cock stretched her young pussy. 
Bobby was breathing heavily, and barely able to speak. 
His cock was actually in a girl! "Oh... Vicky! You're 
sooo... t-tight! So warm, and so tight!"
 
She beamed as she looked at his face; she couldn't help 
feeling proud, and was surprised how little it had 
hurt. "You gots my cherry," she whispered in a husky 
voice.
 
"Can I do it some more? "Bobby pleaded.
 
She nodded enthusiastically, and mused, "I's yo' girl 
now."
 
Bobby slowly started pushing in and out. She loved what 
he did to her, and soon they were moaning in unison. 
When he realized she liked what he was doing, he pulled 
her hips forward faster and faster. Her back started 
bouncing against the tree with the impact of his 
thrusts.

"Oh Vicky," he grunted. "It feels so good!"
 
"Mmmmmmm," Vicky replied moaning and writhing, and when 
their lovemaking sped up, she started to murmur, making 
sexy little sounds.

"Oh!" she whimpered. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" She clung to him as 
his shaft kept rubbing her clit.
 
When his breathing became labored, she suspected what 
was about to happen, and grabbed his buttocks harder. 
She had never been so excited in her life. She felt her 
own orgasm approaching when his eyes went wide, and he 
urgently whispered, "Vicky, I got to pull out!"
 
"NO!" she yelled in protest. "Don't be pullin' out!! I 
wants it in me! All of it!" And she held on to his 
buttocks.
 
"B-but Vicky," he moaned desperately. "I'm going... 
going to..."
 
"I knows!" she pleaded back. "Do it in me. You be my 
first!"
 
In a final loving gesture she closed her mouth over 
his, and invited his tongue in her mouth, paralleling 
what was happening below, and welcoming his invasion in 
the most private part of her body. She closed her eyes 
as he grunted, and drove his manhood deep into her. She 
felt him getting thicker, and gave a loud moan without 
breaking their kiss. When she felt the sudden warm 
wetness inside however, her eyes flew open.

She instantly knew what it meant. She was getting 
creamed for the very first time, and as his seed shot 
straight into her young womb, Vicky began to climax. 
Her eyes glazed over, and her mouth opened wide as an 
incredible orgasm rushed through her body.
 
As Bobby ejaculated in the girl's bare vagina, she 
tightly wrapped her arms around her young lover, and 
clung to him as he pumped his warm wet offering right 
into her. "Oh BOBBY!" Vicky cried panting. "Don't stop! 
Don't stop! I wants it all!"
 
When it was over, Vicky stood with her skirt around her 
waist, holding her lover, who was catching his breath, 
and she couldn't help smiling broadly. She felt like a 
woman. She had semen in her pussy, and a man between 
her legs. With his boner still firmly planted in her 
young snatch, she stroked his back. She loved the feel 
of it all. No wonder men and women liked doing this so 
much!
 
Bobby pulled out of her with a soft, funny, plopping 
sound, and she gave a big sigh. She glanced at his 
member, which was still almost fully erect. As she 
stood there panting, spread legged against the big oak, 
his thick, white, deposit came spilling out of her, and 
she blushed, smiling proudly at the same time.
 
"It always this much?" she asked, looking down with 
wonder.
 
Bobby blushed, "I don't think so," he admitted 
bashfully. "I've never come like this before."
 
"Deed you like it then?" she asked. "Deed it feel 
good?"
 
"It was incredible, Vicky!" gasped Bobby. "I wish I we 
could do that every day!" 
 
The girl blushed proudly, "Me too, Bobby! It feels 
wonde'ful."
 
"But..." he continued sheepishly. "W-what about... I 
mean... you're getting married." 
 
"I's gettin' married in three weeks. I's not married 
yet," she stated firmly and then she added with a 
smile, "I's yo' girl fo now."
 
"Really, Vicky?" Bobby whispered. "You're my girl?"
 
"Yeh Bobby," she answered simply. "I's yo' girl."
 
When they kissed, Bobby was fully erect again, and 
started groping her. "Tomorrow," she giggled, and 
pushed his keen hands away. "I's gotta go home now. 
Mama don't like when I's late for dinner."
 
Hand in hand he walked her home and when they were 
almost there, he put his arms around her. The earthy 
smell of her dark mahogany skin was intoxicating. It 
reminded him of the ocean, only sweeter and wilder. It 
was musky and salty, but he couldn't quite place it. 
She smelled like some ripe exotic fruit, a heady, dark, 
forbidden fruit.

He couldn't get enough of it, and drank it in as he 
nuzzled her delicate neck, and kissed her face. When he 
brought his lips to hers, the fresh taste of her mouth 
drove him absolutely crazy, and he kissed her 
passionately.
 
"Mmmm," sighed the girl happily. She felt her heart 
pounding. When he started touching her breasts again 
though, she broke the embrace with a grin, and pushed 
his arms away. "Tomorrow," she whispered.
 
"Yes," he sighed back. "Tomorrow."
 
They let go of each other and agreed to meet in the 
same spot.

As she stepped toward the house, he looked at her 
swaying hips. The dress accentuated her heart shaped 
ass, and she was as stunning from behind as she was in 
front. On impulse he ran after her, "Vicky, Vicky," he 
called out. "Maybe I could meet your family, then I 
could come back and visit you. What do you think?"
 
"You gonna visit like that?" she grinned, and pointed 
to the prominent tent in his trousers. They laughed 
together. It took some time for his erection to 
subside, but then they walked towards the house side by 
side, and Vicky spotted her mother bent over watering 
the garden. Bobby could see where Vicky got her nice 
behind. 

The woman turned around abruptly, when Bobby coughed.
 
"I'm sorry I startled you Mrs. Franklin. I'm Bobby 
Johnson," the young man introduced himself. "I'm 
staying with my aunt, Abigail Johnson, for the rest of 
the summer and I ran into your daughter here by the 
fishpond. Miss Vicky was kind enough to show me around 
so I thought I'd better escort her home."
 
"Much obliged, Mr. Johnson," said Vicky's mother. She 
had a nice melodic voice.
 
Bobby tried not to blush as he answered, "Not at all 
ma'am, it was my pleasure."
 
"Yo' aunt a mighty fine woman, Mr. Johnson. I'm sho she 
be treating you real nice."
 
"Yes ma'am, in fact I shouldn't keep her waiting with 
dinner, so I'll be going along now."
 
"Goodbye, Mr. Johnson, you be sho' now, an' give my 
best to Miss Abigail, you hea'?"
 
"I will, Mrs. Franklin." He tipped his forehead, made a 
little bow, and went on his way. When he was out of 
sight Mrs. Franklin looked at her daughter, whose 
nipples were still hard from Bobby's passionate kiss.

Where you bin like that? Yo' stuff's all hangin' out!" 
her mother yelled.
 
"I ain't no li'l girl, momma, I's almos' a growed 
woman. I's gonna git married."
 
"You's not married yet, Missy! When a girl get a 
reputation ain't no boy'll want her no mo'. Least not 
fo' a wife."
 
"What d' you mean, momma?" Vicky asked in a barely 
audible voice.
 
"I mean you's no li'l girl no more! How many time I 
gots to be saying you to stay way from da fishin' pond. 
When a young woman alone out there the men folk gon' 
start botherin' her. An' pretty quick they gon'be 
havin' their way wit her."
 
Vicky blushed as she felt Bobby's sperm leak from her. 
Mrs. Franklin shook her head repeatedly, "You's lucky 
young mister Johnson be there to bring you home!
 
I hope you's thanked him."
 
"Yes, momma," answered Vicky. "I sho' did."
 
"Good, run along now, girl. Git yo'self ready for 
dinner, an' be quick about it. You still gots work to 
be doin'."
 
Vicky quickly bathed, and changed into something less 
revealing for dinner. When her footsteps passed the 
doorway, her grandmother turned her aging head "Dat 
you, Vicky? "She hollered from the porch, "Git on out 
here." "What was all that ruckus 'bout? "She asked when 
her granddaughter appeared.
 
"Oh nothin', big mamma."
 
"Mmm, maybe it ain't none o' my business, but, I seen 
you kissin' that white boy."
 
Vicky looked startled. "I din't!" She protested and 
quickly looked over her shoulder to see whether her 
mother was within earshot.
 
"I may be a old woman, girl," her grandmother 
responded. "But I ain't blind. I knows what I seen. It 
din't look like he was forcin' you none either."
 
"Big mamma, I'd never be kissin' no white boy!" She 
tried to lie.
 
"I been 'round a long time, chil'. I knows all 'bout 
white boys an' colored girls. You took a shinin' to dat 
boy! I kin tell. The rest don't matter none." She 
looked her granddaughter over, and stated: "You a purdy 
girl, an' I knows how boys is." Her grandmother 
continued, "Dey got needs. Dey men, you know. Dey need 
to be wit' a girl. An' no girl gonna be holdin' back 
when she in love."
 
"He sho'gots nice eyes, big mama." Vicky conceded.
 
"Honey, dat ain't da part o' him I's worried 'bout!'" 
Quipped her grandmother.
 
Vicky felt her face getting hot. "He real nice, big 
mamma. He like me an' I likes him."
 
"Dat don't matter none!" countered her grandmother, 
"You kin like each other fine an' before you knows it 
he be givin' you a big belly!"
 
"So? I's gonna git married in three weeks, ain't nobody 
gon' think nothin' of it," Vicky replied, with her 
hands on her hips.
 
This time the old woman didn't have an answer. She was 
stunned for a second, before she cackled loudly, 
"Chil', you some'n else dat's fo' sho!" Then the penny 
dropped. She stopped laughing, and shrewdly looked at 
her granddaughter. "Dat boy gots yo' cherry din't he?" 
she exclaimed knowingly.
 
Vicky startled, but realized there was no point in 
denying it and decided to share the secret with her 
grandmother. "I-I... couldn't he'p it, big mamma "the 
girl said softly." and studied her toenails intensely. 
She expected a scolding, but her grandmother didn't 
speak a word. After a long silence Vicky's eyes welled 
up, and then she blurted out, "I wants him so much, big 
mamma, I dunno what wrong with me."
 
The old woman took her granddaughter in her arms, and 
said, "Hush now! Ain't nothin' wrong wit' you chil' 
you's a woman now, dat's all. When a woman be needin' 
her man, she gonna let him do like he wants, dat's jus' 
how it is. It's jus' as natural as kin be." After a few 
moments the old woman continued, "Well, how 'bout dat! 
My li'l girl's all growed up! Go on an' give yo' big 
mamma a hug." Her eyes welled up.
 
"Big mamma, is you cryin'?"
 
"Course not, girl," the old woman sniffed. "Don't you 
mind me none. Why don't you jus' go 'head an' tell yo' 
big mamma how it happen?" The old woman winked at 
Vicky.
 
"Well, I seen him by himself at lover's lane" Vicky 
started with a blush, "an' he mighty fine lookin', so I 
starts talking to him. He be starin' at what I gots." 
she giggled, "an' his pants was gettin' big. He a li'l 
nervous, an' I's teasin' him, but when he start kissin' 
me, agains' this big ol' tree I's kissin' him back fo' 
all I's worth. He be lovin' it, He be gropin' me and 
git hisself a good feel o' my stuff when he see I's 
smilin' up at him all sweet an' willin', he got 'tween 
my legs an' slip his thing right in my cat!" Vicky had 
been a bit economic with the truth, but her grandmother 
was duly impressed.
 
"Oh my!" she exclaimed. "An' you never been wit' no boy 
'fore, had you?" she asked.
 
Vicky shook her head. "No, big mamma, he my first," she 
sighed with stars in her eyes.
 
"Well soun's like y'all had a good time," chuckled the 
old woman.
 
Vicky blushed again and turned towards her grandmother. 
"We sho' did," she giggled back.
 
Then the old woman thought of something though, and was 
serious again. "Dat boy bin shootin' his stuff in yo' 
coochie, girl?" she asked.
 
Vicky blushed even harder, and nodded.
 
"Oh my! Don't you be tellin' yo' husban' 'bout dis! You 
hea'?"
 
Vicky shook her head. 

"You ain't gonna tell mama?" she asked sheepishly.
 
"Don't you worry none 'bout yo' momma" winked her 
grandmother. "She bin spreadin' her legs fo' yo' daddy 
befo' she was yo' age."
 
Vicky's jaw dropped. "Really? How you know?"
 
"'Caus' I caughts them togethe', that's how an' they 
was blushin' somethin' fierce let me tell you. Dat girl 
may bin a young'un, but she sho' had some titties on 
her! She with chil' before her big sista', that was 
three year' older then her, an' prop'ly married! Yes 
suh." Her cackling laughter was contagious, and soon 
they were laughing together, "My boy liked yo' mama 
jus' fine, believe me girl." 
 
The next day the young couple met in the meadow next to 
the big oak that had sheltered their first tryst. Vicky 
walked towards her brand new lover, swaying her hips 
seductively, and Bobby felt himself getting erect. By 
the time she was in his arms, he was rock hard. They 
exchanged a long kiss, and his hands were all over her 
nubile body. Then they fell into the tall grass.
 
Bobby urged Vicky on her back, and the girl eagerly 
complied. Without further ado she pulled up her dress, 
and spread her legs for her lover. He immediately 
installed himself between her thighs, took out his hard 
tool, and slipped it through her tiny furry jungle to 
claim the hidden treasure within.
 
They were both impatient for it, and groaned with the 
velvet contact as her sheath willingly opened itself to 
his invading cock, and he entered her moist dark pussy 
with a single push. His hands cupped her round buttocks 
and pulled her lower body up against his, and drove his 
manhood all the way in her warm young belly. 
 
Soon they were thrusting each other like there was no 
tomorrow. After they had climaxed together, the two of 
them lay snuggled together in the tall grass like long 
time lovers, enjoying the warm after-glow of their 
mating. 
 
Vicky's warm body lay spooned against Bobby's. He 
gently toyed with her breasts, and nibbled her neck. 
When her ass playfully pushed back against his loins he 
grew hard again. Vicky gave a grin when she felt what 
was happening and looked at him with a mischievous 
smile. They were both eager to be joined again.
 
She got up provocatively, turned around, and went down 
on all fours, swaying her hips back and forth in 
invitation. She looked at him over her shoulder and 
spread her knees wide. 
 
Presenting herself to him like a mare in heat, she 
invited him to mount her with an obvious smile. He 
jumped up on his knees behind her, and quickly threw 
her dress over her hips. She turned her butt up a 
little to give her lover better aim. At the sight of 
her round, firm buttocks, and her exposed female 
opening, Bobby gasped. 

He grabbed her hips to steady her and positioned his 
bright red cockhead between the open folds of her dark 
wet pussy, and with a single thrust he sank in until 
his belly was pressed to her behind. 

Bobby shivered with delight as he pushed his cock deep 
inside the willing girl, and they both groaned in 
pleasure as he filled her again and began thrusting. 
Vicky closed her eyes as he pumped from behind, his 
balls bouncing against her clit. The different position 
excited her in a new way, and made her feel pleasure in 
new places. Matching his pace, she reared back to meet 
him every time he pushed into her, and every time he 
shoved his cock home the most pleasurable rush went 
through her body.
 
Her full young breasts jiggled with each new thrust, 
and when Bobby bent forwards to cup them, the familiar 
tingling that had preceded her previous orgasms spread 
from her pussy to her entire body. Her cries of joy 
brought him over the top.
 
He wanted to keep going, but with his cock sliding in 
her snatch, the warmth of her buttocks against his 
belly, and her fabulous breasts hanging low and heavy 
in his hands, the pleasure just grew to great. He 
roared, as his cock grew harder. On the threshold of 
her own orgasm, Vicky felt her lover's cock swell in 
her tight passage, and when he ejaculated in the girl's 
warm wet vagina, she climaxed explosively, squealing 
loudly her happiness, as her spasming pussy milked his 
spurting cock. 
 
Exhausted and sweaty they collapsed on top of each 
other, and afterwards slumbered in each other's arms. 
When they woke up, they went skinny dipping together, 
and as the sun sank low on the horizon, Bobby brought 
her home.
 
In the days that followed Vicky delighted in giving 
herself again and again to the young man who had made 
her a woman. They did it at every opportunity, and 
Bobby desperately tried to forget that his beautiful 
conquest would soon belong to another man. He kept 
filling her beautiful black pussy with his sperm, 
claiming her for himself with every load he put into 
her.
 
At night Vicky would slip out of the house to mate with 
her chosen partner. Their passion grew, but the day she 
was to be married, and he would be returning to Boston, 
inevitably approached. The evening before the wedding 
Vicky cried, and Bobby promised her over and over again 
he'd come and see her again next summer.
 
They said their farewells the only way they knew how. 
They kissed and fucked each other all night. What else 
was there to do? They knew they would have to go their 
separate ways.
 
***

The following day, Bobby came by her house, where the 
wedding banquet was in full swing. The bride excused 
herself for a moment and came over to him.
 
"Hi there, Bobby," Vicky gushed and stared starry eyed. 
"I's real glad you come by."
 
The boy just nodded.
 
"I's married now."
 
"I know "Bobby replied, a little crestfallen. 
 
None of them knew what else to say, and to his 
embarrassment her familiar smell gave him an erection. 
Vicky smiled when she noticed. Finally she broke the 
silence, "I likes to invite you, but momma mad at me 
caus'of somtin' I dids. "

"That's ok, just came to say goodbye. Why is she mad at 
you, anyway?"
 
"Is nothin' really, jus' somethin' that should have 
come las' week befo' the weddin'."
 
She had an inscrutable sphinx like expression on her 
pretty face. "But it din't." she continued after a long 
pause.
 
Bobby looked puzzled. He had no idea what she was 
talking about, but didn't think it mattered anyway. 
"I'd better be going "he announced sadly
 
"Bye Bobby." Vicky replied with tears in her eyes, "see 
you next year!"

She kept waving as the young man slowly walked away 
down the winding road. Then she ran after him in her 
white dress.
 
"Bobby, wait! I gots to tell you somethin."
 
"W-What is it?" he asked, all choked up.
 
"You sho' you gonn' come back next summer?" she asked.
 
He nodded without speaking, still hurt in his male 
pride. Then he wondered. "Why do you want to know?"
 
"I wants you to meet some'one then."
 
"Who?" he asked, not very interested.
 
"You sho' you wanna know?" she asked with a twinkle in 
her eye.

"I guess so," he replied.
 
"You not gon' be the same then," she purred.
 
"What do you mean?" he grumbled, a little ticked she 
looked so happy all of a sudden.
 
"Next year you gon' be diff'ent," she insisted.
 
"Vicky, really, I've no idea what you're talking 
about."
 
She put her finger on his lips, and looked over her 
shoulder. When she saw no one was watching them, she 
softly put both his hands on her belly, stood on her 
toes, put her arms around his neck, and whispered in 
his ear, "Next year you're gonna' be a daddy."
 
Then she ran back to the house.
 
The End

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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