Liar, his story

My wife and I had another of our legendary fights and decided to stay in a hotel at night and relax. The employee looked at me a little weird when I went to see at 9pm and had no ID. I explained the fight with my wife and how I had left my wallet at home and the story about my emergency cash in the car and, with a $100 tip, I soon had a room without questions with double queens.

After I left my bag, I went down to the restaurant and got into a quick bite. I had a rum line with the dinner I didn't even touch, so I took her to the room with me and sat her in my bed for a nite-cap. I had been wise enough to get my trunks so I changed and then I went to the pool to get into a few turns and maybe a hot spike before I called it one night.

I got into my 20 mandatory laps that I always do when at a hotel and then I got out of the cold water and padded to the hot tub. I guess it was right after 11pm at that time, so I was surprised to see a obviously teenage girl alone in the Jacuzzi at that time. We did a little chat and she started talking about her college debate team and her roommate "thing" that was getting at that time while my hot tub partner was running in the hot tub.

Do you know how a stupid idea sometimes escapes from your mouth before the mind catches up? Yeah, well, I invited the girl into my room to use the extra bed as she obviously couldn't stay all night with the pool getting ready to close. I think I was thinking of my own daughter sitting in a whirlpool tub an hour with an older man around who might want to get rid of her.

I was about to reconsider my offer when I took care of it. He was coming out of the bathtub saying something about a wake-up call and all he could see was his amazing body. It was tall and thin, the spit image of the willow wig that my wife had been when I met her. She just had to come in and I had to stop thinking what she was starting to think.

We went back to the room and told him to take a shower and prepare one of the robes to take it. His bikini was quickly rinsed and I put him to dry in the heater. I took my drink and saw a show on the History Channel. When he came out of the shower he was wiping his hair and couldn't see much under the robe and that was probably a good thing. I got into my own shower, and while I pulled in, I was hoping the girl wouldn't steal my money and run out.

When I got out of the shower immediately I noticed my drink was gone! That little sprite had dropped a double shot of 151 rum with that drink! I knew I'd feel it very fast. Before I left the bathroom I put a condom in my coat pocket in the hope that maybe...

I sat next to her and turned off the TV that meant giving the lead to bed and started talking and started to realize that she was squeezing me. I asked him about his roommate and if he was envious of what was going on in his room and he told me about being a virgin (yes, yes, I thought) and about the fear of becoming pregnant. I forgot what I had to say, but it happened well.

She's another comment about the guys who aren't in it and I said, "Really. You have a beautiful body. If I was your age, I'd be on you."

I couldn't believe I said that and I expected it to run, but she sat there and my stupid mouth added: "It's very nice the way your blond goes to the neck and on your shoulders."

I don't know what made me do it, but I touched his naked shoulder like I said this. Suddenly I knew I had to have her and my hands kept doing their thing and started massage her the same way I do with my wife when I want to have sex.

I sat behind her and kissed the back of her neck and saw the boobs break over her. I knew it was mine now. I also thought my drink had worn out its resistance and judgment a little, so when I went to bed it he didn't complain. I pulled the robe a little as a test and didn't resist at all. I fucked up his nipples and responded positively. I pulled the condom out of my pocket and put it on the table near the bed and saw me do this.

He said, "We won't need that."

I said, "I know, just letting you know he's there. "

I put the slap behind her and threw the snout and I got where I could feel her breasts. My other hand hung and slowly pushed his robe open until the front of his body was naked to my touch.

I pulled out her open robe and softened her shoulder and lowered her body where she waxed between us down there. My own robe was already off and did not seem to notice when my dick rubbed against the velvety skin of his spine. I went for her pussy and didn't resist when my finger slipped between her lips and started working on her dew. He soon relaxed even more and when I hit the clitoris he melted into my arms.

When she spread her legs a little I slipped my dick between them and naked her pussy with her.

She immediately but reluctantly said, "No!"

I said, "Look, just rub with her. As long as you keep it, she won't go anywhere you don't want it."

The trained girl of alcohol and sex accepted this nonsense and held my dick against her body and put me to humping on it while she tried to get the head of my dick to kiss her all-important clit.

He complained that my dick chased her and I said, "Of course. It's still dry. You have to wet it. Take it on yourself as I did with my fingers. "

Oh, God. She did it and I had to stop wanting to tighten her tits and put my dick in it at that time and there! I was strangling and I knew I was going to get roasted if he didn't stop, so I said, "Here, try this. Fix my axis and that will feel better for both of us."

Good. This calmed me down and seemed to excite it even more. I slept with her when she started humiliating me and soon we were laughing at each other. Once I felt that my head earned a purchase in her pussy and then she turned back. But she leaned towards me and I thought I'd take that as a stimulus. I hit my head in her pussy a few more times and loved how she arched it. She was giving me what I called the "Fuck Me" sign and I started progressing our little blow and grinding in love.

I moved a little bit and got my dick's head in it and I didn't pull it out. He gave him a very satisfied magician and he pushed me back for more. It wasn't long before she felt her hymen and the understanding that she was really a virgin was too much for me. I held her hips and slowly pushed her body and felt her hymen surrendered to me.

A couple more punches and I slept with her. That seemed to draw her attention and she quietly reached the condom and tried to put it in my hand. I took part of it and then went back in. She swore. I got here and started scrubbing his clitoris while we were catching.

Go on with the dumb condom. I took the damn thing from her and threw her down. This was the best pussy I'd ever had in years and I wouldn't stop. Frankly, the thought of impregnating his belly lit me.

He surrendered to me and began to take her as God wanted. She seemed to melt while her semen began to rise and then she just threw herself and I knew she was lying down! Gee, I knew I had to take it completely, so I pulled it out and rolled it in the back and stuck between her legs and I rode it. I caught her until I got here and filled her pussy with her first batter of babies.

Suddenly he made the scrambled sense in it and shared his concerns about becoming pregnant. I just told the old reliable lies about not getting pregnant the first time and all. She was still nervous and insecure and I decided to comfort her and when I saw that there was some sex blood I went and put on a warm cloth and cleaned it. He liked attention. I lay down next to her and undressed for a while and then loved her again. I didn't wait at the ceremony this time and I stood between her legs and made her. This second time I could see he wasn't on it, but he wanted what he wanted. I stood deeply in her pussy this time when I came and felt like a conquest of guys while she spent with every pulse of my sperm on her cervix.

At that time it was around 3 in the morning and kissed me goodbye after returning to her bikini and then she was gone.

A quick shower and twenty minutes later, me too. I realized that if he suddenly realized that I could call the police so I took advantage of my hotel reservation without a name and I made clues home.

I slept on the couch the rest of the night and thought of that girl who had fucked on the woman. Would you have my baby? Would you ever know if he did?

In any case it was a couple of weeks later when my 19-year-old daughter drafted me to chaperon a group of her friends for a month's duration of summer environmental camp at some lake. It would be me, my daughter, and seven of her teen-twenty-something friends for a month of hard work fixing trails and cabins in a remote forest.

First I said no and then I slowed down thinking of being the only male with seven available and mature females. My daughter told me she was the best father in the world when I said yes.

Somehow, I was right. It was my sincere intention to be a father over and over.