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Fostering Farah - 2
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)

***

Farah was a thirteen-year old girl in foster care whose 
life was going pretty well until her foster father 
loaned to his friends to pay off a gambling debt. In 
Part 2, Farah decides to give in to Mr. Wilson order to 
remain in his foster home. (Mf, ped, mast, oral)

***

Part 2: The Bargain Is Made 

When Mr. Wilson left, I took a hot bath to think about 
what just happened. I watched as even more cum leaked 
out of my pussy into the water. When I was finished, I 
washed it down the drain and dried myself off. I slipped 
into my nightshirt and a fresh pair of panties.

Changing the soiled sheets, I got into bed beneath my 
quilted bedspread. I knew I would have to face him in 
the morning and wasn't sure how to act.

Although that first time was rough, it wasn't altogether 
intolerable. In any case, I knew that if I wanted to 
continue to live here, I would probably have to let Mr. 
Wilson fuck me on a regular basis. I decided to handle 
it the best way I could.

The next morning when I heard him downstairs drinking 
coffee, I went down to join him. I didn't bother to put 
on my robe like I usually did. I went down in my short 
nightshirt, showing him I was not afraid.

He didn't make direct eye contact with me as I poured 
myself some coffee. Perhaps he felt guilty about last 
night. Nevertheless he was checking me out as I stood 
there in my nightshirt. I was the one to break the ice.

"I have been thinking a lot about what you said 
yesterday. And yes, I really like it here and want to 
stay. I didn't like how rough you were, but if that's 
what it will take, I'll let you fuck me whenever you 
want." I brazenly said.

"And one more thing, before you fuck me again, you need 
to get me hooked-up with some birth control pills? We 
don't want to get pregnant now do we Jeb?" I continued. 
"And I assume I can call you Jeb now, can't I?"

Speechless, Mr. Wilson, I mean Jeb, merely nodded his 
head yes.

I turned and left the room with my coffee. I could see 
him eyeing my butt as I left. I felt that I had taken 
back control of my body. 

***
 
That evening, when I returned home from being with my 
girlfriends, there was a package on my nightstand. I 
opened it up and found a supply of birth control pills. 
Reading the directions I saw it was the perfect time of 
the month to start so I took the first one. I was now 
ready for anything Jeb would have me do.

I decided to take a shower before bed, stripped and went 
into my bathroom. As the water was cascading over my 
naked body, I heard someone enter the room. I could see 
a shadow on the frosted door and then it opened. 
Standing right there was Jeb, totally naked.

Without asking, he stepped in and closed the door behind 
him. It was okay with me. I had resolved myself to the 
fact that this would be my life from now on.

He studied my naked body again as the water drenched my 
body, flowing over my tiny titties and dripping down 
between my thighs. I too used this time to get a better 
look at his body. He was in pretty good shape for being 
n his forties. He had a muscular chest and firm 
buttocks. His balls seemed heavy hanging below his 
flaccid cock.

He took the washcloth from me, and started rubbing it 
all over my body. It felt really good yet I didn't want 
him to see that I liked it. After rubbing my titties, 
his hand went down between my legs and landed on my 
pussy. He dropped the washcloth and rubbed his fingers 
up and down my slit, as I stood there motionless. After 
a while, I felt one of his fingers sinking into my pussy 
hole. That would not have been possible until I lost my 
hymen yesterday and I had to admit, I liked how it felt.

Then he took his other hand, and guided mine to his 
cock. Strangely enough, I wanted to touch it – I wanted 
to feel a man's cock. As I was feeling it all over, it 
grew to it's full eight inches right there in my hand. 
It gave me a sense of power and was happy I did it. As 
his hand started rubbing my clitoris, I started pumping 
his cock. Soon I had an orgasm that I couldn't hide and 
seeing this, he too came spewing his cum all over my 
legs. I took a few minutes it wash it off and rinse it 
down the drain, hoping I had satisfied him for the 
night, but he had more in store for me.

Leading me out of the shower he patted me dry and then 
took my damp naked body and laid it on my bed. Then he 
put a pillow under my butt and climbed onto the bed 
putting his face between my legs. I thought I was ready 
for anything, but never expected this. All of a sudden I 
felt his tongue running up and down my slit. 

I tried to act detached but my body betrayed me. Soon my 
pelvis was pushing up to meet his mouth. When it clamped 
around my clitoris I couldn't take it anymore and 
exploded in another orgasm. 

As he came up beside me, I noticed his cock was hard 
again as it brushed against my leg. He noticed the open 
pill dispenser on my nightstand and climbed up over me. 
With his cock on my pussy he pushed forward and started 
to sink in. It was easier for him today because I was 
both wet and not resisting.

I was not acting with enthusiasm but I was not fighting 
him either. Seeing this he fucked me much more gently. 
His strokes were steady and deep. He pulled almost all 
the way out each time before thrusting in deep. I was 
having a hard time not showing him that I enjoyed it. I 
think he knew.

When he heard my breathing increase and my moans grow 
louder, he speeded up greatly.

As my body exploded again, I felt his hot cum wash into 
my pussy. It felt really yummy but I tried not to show 
that I liked it. Before pulling out, he leaned up to 
give me a kiss. I turned my head away. This was still 
just a sexual arrangement and I wanted to keep it that 
way. Jeb didn't seem to mind. When he withdrew, big load 
of cum again flowed out of my pussy, this time landing 
on my pillow.

He took a moment to hug me goodnight, and then left. I 
was starting to see a gentler side of him. Soon I 
drifted off to sleep.

*** 

The next night at shower time, the same thing happened. 
This time however, I was the only one to cum in the 
shower. Jeb took my hand off of his cock before I could 
make him cum.

After drying me off and taking me to bed he did 
something different. This time Jeb lay on his back 
pulling me between his legs. With his cock sticking 
straight up, I knew what he expected me to do. I wasn't 
really thrilled but knew it was part of the deal.

Leaning down I took just the tip of his cock into my 
mouth. I noticed some precum on it but it didn't taste 
like anything, maybe just a little salty. After sucking 
it for a while, I slid it further down my throat. As I 
did, I licked the underside of his shaft. Looking up I 
saw that he was lost in the pleasure. I was again proud 
that I, as a thirteen-year old, could have such power 
over a grown man.

Having seen some videos on the Internet, I slid my mouth 
up and down his shaft as deep as I could, licking and 
sucking the whole time. It didn't take long and soon Jeb 
was shooting his cum into my mouth and deep down my 
throat. I continued to suck until I felt his cock stop 
spurting and then pulled away swallowing it all.

Jeb just lay there completely drained. After a while he 
got up and left, but not before hugging me goodnight 
again.

***

This pattern continued throughout the summer, especially 
when Mrs. Wilson was gone on business. We not only 
fucked at night but during the day. I was having a hard 
time pretending that this was just an arrangement and 
that I did not enjoy it. It didn't matter to Jeb. He was 
happy to fuck, eat and get blown by a thirteen-year old.

We fucked a lot. When Mrs. Wilson was away he even 
stayed in my bed so we could fuck all night.

I still didn't let him kiss me on the mouth, however, 
sometimes in the heat of passion, we would kiss each 
other's neck and earlobes.

The arrangement seemed to working just fine.

To be continued...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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