Trent: The Babymaker

Chapter Eleven

 

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I hardly recognized Bambi and I had to remember to call her Mrs. Hutchins, but seeing her dressed like a teacher made it easier. I didn't know she wore glasses, but she did, and the round, black frames made her look smart. Kind of geeky almost, but that could have been because she had her hair pinned up and wore a long, dark dress that hid her sexy body a lot better than I would have believed possible. She didn't even wear high heels.

Lisa had dressed nicely as well and she looked older than thirteen, which was weird. Her mom must have helped with her makeup and she had a new haircut, or maybe she'd just gotten it styled or whatever. Anyway, with her lipstick and eye shadow, with real earrings and a real dress, sort of a dark blue one with white polka dots, Lisa looked my age. Seriously. If I'd just met her, I'd have guessed she went to high school.

"Well," Mom smiled at her, "it's nice to meet you, Lisa."

"It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Patterson," she replied with a demure smile. "You have a beautiful home."

I just blinked at her, because that didn't even sound like the Lisa I knew! My girlfriend was usually kind of bubbly, sorta giggly mostly, and liked to stick out her tongue when she smiled. This girl stood straight and still, keeping her teeth together when she smiled, except she still got those cute dimples.

"Thank you for inviting us over," Bambi said. "I've been looking for forward to meeting you and seeing your husband again, socially for a change."

They both laughed at that, since my dad was her dentist. Lisa's, too.

"Dave's out in the backyard," Mom explained. "He's grilling steaks. It's too bad Mr. Hutchins couldn't join us."

"Oh, he wanted to," Bambi sighed. "But after Robert had that awful stroke, it's been difficult for all of us."

"I'm so sorry, uh...Would you like to sit down?" Mom gestured towards the living room. "Trent, why don't you bring us some iced tea?"

"Sure Mom," I agreed.

Mom had told me to be on my best behavior, but mostly out of habit, and in any case, I knew I had to at least pretend like I wanted to impress Lisa's mother so mine wouldn't get suspicious. Plus, I still wanted to fuck Bambi, more than anything, especially now that she looked so...normal! She'd turned me down two days before, though, which only made me want her more.

"Go with him, Lisa," Bambi suggested, and then turned to my mom. "It's been especially hard on our daughter, the poor girl. That's why it pleases me so much to see her happy again."

"You mean, now that she has a boyfriend," Mom said, nodding as Lisa and I left the room.

I really hoped Bambi didn't lay it on too thick, my Mom wasn't even close to being stupid. She was a loan officer and people tried to bullshit her every single day. I had to admit though, after my initial panic when I'd heard Lisa and her mom were coming over on Sunday afternoon, things were looking pretty good. I'd had visions of Bambi showing up in some outrageous outfit, but of course, she had a whole entirely normal life outside orchestrating teenage orgies in the privacy of her home. Thank goodness, right?

"Hey!" Lisa whispered when we were alone in the kitchen "Look."

"What?" I turned around as she pulled up the front of her ankle-length dress. "Where's your underwear?"

"I didn't wear any!" She giggled and twisted her hips, showing off her hairless pussy. "Mom's not wearing any either."

"Shhh..." I frowned at her. "You guys are crazy!"

"You're going to be my real boyfriend now," she said, letting her dress go as I opened the refrigerator. "I didn't get my period yet either."

"Good thing," I told her, grinning as she stuck her tongue out at me. "That would be a mess with no panties on."

Obviously, the real message had been lost on me for a second there, but my brain caught up. 

"Wait." I blinked at her. "You mean you're really pregnant?"

"Probably," Lisa agreed. "I didn't want to be, I mean before, but now I do. You still love me, right?"

"Yeah." I nodded, and I wanted to kiss her, but we both knew better than that. She must have spent an hour getting her makeup just perfect.

"Good, cause you're going to be a daddy," she said, and then she laughed at the look on my face.

"Oh." I hadn't really thought about that. I mean, I had, kinda, but not like someone would actually call me "Daddy" or whatever. That seemed really weird.

"Mom said I had to wait a week before I could check with one of those home pregnancy things," Lisa said, talking happily away. "I want you to be there, okay? Like when I find out for sure? That would be so cool."

"Sure. Yeah, um..." I shrugged. "Okay."

"And I'm gonna be your real girlfriend," she said. "I know you still like Julie and everything, but we have to be kind of serious now."

"What do you mean, serious?"

"Your mom's gonna let me be your girlfriend," she told me. "Not Julie. So it would be kind of weird if you were still seeing her."

"But, um..." I licked my lips. "She's pregnant, too."

"So?" Lisa shrugged. "Lots of girls get pregnant without a boyfriend."

"She's your best friend though."

"Not when it comes to you," she replied. "Not anymore, Trent. If I can dump her, so can you."

"That sounds kind of mean," I thought aloud, remembering I was supposed to be getting tea. I found a tray and some glasses while Lisa stared at me.

"Are you gonna be my boyfriend or Julie's?" she finally demanded, and I remembered Bambi's warning about making a choice, but I really didn't know what to do. Friday night, less than 48 hours ago, it hadn't been a problem

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We'd been sitting in the living room, eating pizza, drinking soda, and acting like typical teenagers. Even Bambi, or especially her, maybe. She didn't seem like anybody's mother I'd ever met. She didn't even seem like an adult, really. Being at her house was like joining a secret club and she was the leader.

The only thing that made it really weird was her husband, sitting in his wheelchair with his lopsided face. Bambi and Lisa made sure to include him in everything we did, too. I mean, they constantly talked to him, fussed over him, and gave him their boundless attention. Obviously they loved him a lot, but they also teased him mercilessly as well.

The poor guy couldn't even raise a finger, but Bambi walked around in her thin, pink panties and open housecoat, while Lisa wore a silver thong and a ragged t-shirt that she'd cut almost too short. The baby blue cotton barely covered her budding breasts. Even Julie, who I always figured to be totally innocent, at least until I'd popped her cherry, was hanging out in teal camisole thing that she'd borrowed from Bambi. It looked sorta like a silk t-shirt, but it had lace and spaghetti straps, and she wasn't wearing anything at all beneath it.

I knew because all three of the girls had been dancing around the living room to Black Eyed Peas songs for the last hour or so. They'd dance with each other, like dirty dancing, or just dance by themselves. Sometimes they'd dance for me, with one of them getting on the coffee table and doing a bump and grind thing. Jules liked to wiggle her narrow hips and pull her camisole upward, giving me sexy peeks at her pussy and butt. Bambi danced behind her for awhile, holding Julie's tits, really squeezing those small mounds and pinching her nipples while the girl rode her thigh.

Lisa gave her dad a lap dance, with her mom's encouragement and Julie's playful teasing. She bent over in front of his wheelchair and planted her nearly naked butt right on his blanket covered crotch. She had her hands on her knees while she moved her ass around in circles, grinding her pussy around his unseen dick, which may or may not have been hard. I knew mine was. Lisa kept smiling at him over shoulders, turning her head back and forth to toss her auburn hair like a sexy little gypsy or something.

I was pretty shocked, as you can imagine. I grew up in a very normal house, you know? Nobody walked around naked or especially in sexy underwear, which would probably be worse in my parents' opinion. Mom never gave my dad a lap dance, at least not in front of me. Lesbians, so far as my family was concerned, were people on television. I had to wonder about all three of these girls, because Bambi wasn't the only one grabbing tits. Lisa and Julie didn't mind copping a feel of each other and if they caught me watching, they'd do a lot more than that. The first time I saw Lisa giving Julie some tongue, I must have looked pretty funny. They were making out!

"I kissed a girl and I liked it!" Lisa sang, and then Jules and Bambi joined in, even though Fergie was singing about her humps.

My family didn't watch home sex movies, either. Nobody had bothered to change the channel and I wondered if Lisa's parents had made a video every time they had sex, because it never stopped. They must have been crazy in love for a long time before the man had his stroke. Once in awhile Bambi would stop everything so we could watch a particularly good scene, like Robert blowing a load all over her smiling face. Lisa didn't seem shocked at all and Julie only giggled, but they'd been best friends for ten years or something, too. She'd probably seen the movies before.

I finally figured out that Jules felt quite at home with Lisa's family and I wondered how she'd kept it a secret from her uptight PTA mom. How had any of them kept it a secret? Except...What was it they were keeping secret, exactly? I didn't even know, that's how screwed up it was. I mean, Bambi could probably be in trouble for having sex with me, since I was only fifteen, and maybe for letting a couple thirteen year old girls watch home porn videos. That might be kind of bad in some states. But, I dunno, maybe it just seemed really bizarre because my house seemed like a museum compared to this one.

"Come on, Trent!" Julie took me by the hand. "Dance with us!"

"Yeah!" Lisa giggled, grabbing my other arm and the two girls pulled me off the sofa.

I'd tried to keep my bathrobe closed as much as I could, because my cock seriously ached. I didn't think I'd ever felt this horny before in my life, not even when I'd been grounded. My girlfriends must have been feeling it, too. The air was ripe with the musk of female sweat and arousal, that tart, oily perfume rising from between their legs. Bambi was definitely wet. Her panties clung to her vulva as if someone had thrown a cup of water on her. I mean, they were soaked, and her thighs would glisten as the moisture caught the light.

The same was true of Lisa as her thong rode tightly between her plump pussy lips. She didn't seem self-conscious about it at all and I think she'd pulled it tight on purpose. The nylon crotch seemed just as thin as the strip of stretchy material that barely covered her asshole. She'd been teasing me with her butt, knowing how much I liked it, and Lisa had some kind of anal fetish thing anyway. She was totally into playing with her ass. Her T-shirt, what little of it there was, didn't even cover her plump brown nipples anymore. It had gotten pulled up in the front and down in the back. I wanted to bite her tits for some reason.

And Jules turned around in that slinky, clingy camisole so that her butt rubbed my stiff cock and my chest was against her back. I held her with my hands on her tits while we danced. Or she danced anyway, mostly I moved as if we were fucking and the sensation of my cock riding the crease of her silk covered buns was going to bring me off quickly if I wasn't careful. I'd had an erection ever since walking through the door and only one orgasm in Bambi's mouth. I needed another one and I didn't care that we were in the middle of the living room.

"Dance with me!" Julie said, giggling rocking her hips, rolling her ass until my cock somehow worked itself beneath her camisole.

Her pussy had gotten just as hot and wet as the other girls' and I slid my cock beneath it, so that Julie's pussy rode along the shaft. I didn't know if I really had a big dick or not, even though all my girlfriends kept saying I did. They were just thirteen, though. I knew I didn't have a little one, put it that way, and maybe I was big for my age or something. But my erection was long enough to poke out in front of Julie, tenting her camisole as if she had a cock of her own.

"Julie got a boner!" Lisa said with happy grin. She'd started dancing with Bambi, waving her arms in the air and riding her mom's thigh with her pussy.

"Poor girl!" Bambi laughed, pushing and pulling Lisa's hips as the girl fucked her leg. "Maybe you should take care of it for her."

And just like that, Lisa pushed herself off her mom and knelt on the carpet in front of us. I sill held Jules, pinching her nipples and fucking her hairless, dripping slit without actually getting my cock inside her. She pulled up her camisole with one hand, exposing my cock and her pussy, and reached for her best friend with the other. There was only the head of my dick and maybe an inch or two of thick shaft poking out beneath Julie's pussy, but that was enough for Lisa to suck on.

She was giving me a blowjob, right there in front of her parents. I mean, her dad had no choice but to sit there, staring at us while Jules pulled Lisa's nose flat against her mound. The girl took all of my cock between her lips, or the first few inches anyway, since most of it was trapped between Julie's thighs. I felt her tongue swirling around the head, cleaning off my other girlfriend's juices. My dick had gotten seriously wet, but Lisa didn't seem to mind at all.

Julie turned her head and we started kissing, which felt awesome for me. Making out with one girl while another sucked my cock, and feeling Julie's hot pussy cradling the top of my shaft like a thin, fleshy hotdog bun or something. I had to move, if only because it felt too good, and I started fucking Lisa's face, sliding my cock beneath Julies cunt and then pushing forward to find the other girl's open mouth. When I pulled back, Lisa would chase my cockhead with her tongue and give Jules a couple quick licks across her clit. I sorta wished someone else was having the sex, just so I could have gotten a better view of what was going on in front of Julie. I couldn't really see much, but I felt everything.

"Don't stop," Bambi whispered, and I suddenly felt her hugging me from behind.

She reached past me to hug Julie, hugging both of us so that I couldn't move as much. Bambi kissed my cheek and ear, teasing me with her tongue as she urged me to cum in her daughter's mouth. Jules was getting off as well, between my cock rubbing her pussy and Lisa's tongue teasing both of us. She held the other girl with both hands, her fingers entwined in Lisa's auburn hair as if she was really getting a blowjob. She started cumming, shaking and mewling, sagging in our arms as Bambi and I held her up. I had to cum as well and my cock seemed to explode with a rush of semen into Lisa's hungry mouth.

I heard her gagging at a first, making muffled choking noises before she was able to swallow a big mouthful of sperm. Lisa had never sucked my dick before and she'd definitely never swallowed down a boy's orgasm, but she had little choice as Julie refused to let her go. All I knew was that my cock was bathing in a warm, wet bath of spit and cum, being massaged by a soft, delicate tongue while my balls eagerly emptied. It had been the strangest, best sex I could have imagined, being sandwiched between Bambi and Julie while Lisa ate my cum. Heaven would probably be a disappointment after an experience like that.

Especially when Jules let go of Lisa, allowing her best friend to stand up and share my orgasm in a sexy, lesbian sort of French kiss. All four of us were hugging and I turned my head to make out with Bambi, even though I really liked watching my two girlfriend's tongue wrestle with milky semen drooling from their lips.

"I feel like I'm drunk," I told Bambi, giggling like a little boy. "This is really...Wow!"

"It's better than being drunk," she whispered back. "The best drug in the world, Trent."

"Sex?" I breathed, letting go of Julie as Bambi tugged at my shoulders, turning me to face her.

"And love, right?" she suggested, and I had to agree with that. I loved all of them, Bambi, Lisa, and especially Jules. If I'd had to pick one, I wouldn't have wanted to. It would have spoiled everything.

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Now Lisa stood in my kitchen with her arms crossed over her small tits, looking and acting like an older version of the girl I thought she was. She wanted a decision, except maybe she really didn't, although I figured Bambi had been talking about Friday, not forever. Like, don't make a decision tonight because they're just fooling around, but come Sunday you'd better make up your mind, Trent. I mean, Bambi was out there selling her daughter to my mom! Obviously she wanted me to be Lisa's boyfriend, but what about Julie?

I'd really gotten in over my head this time.

"Are you gonna be my boyfriend or Julie's?"

"I don't know yet," I replied after a moment, and that was the truth. I sorta expected Lisa to get mad, but she only pursed her lips.

"That's alright," she said, following me out of the kitchen. "Julie's probably gonna breakup with you anyway."

"What?" I almost dropped the tray as I looked over my shoulder at her. "Why would she do that?"

"I don't know," Lisa replied, smiling extra sweetly. "It must be that intuition thing. All girls have it, you know."

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There were worse things in the world than being Lisa's boyfriend. In fact, it was sort of hard to think of anything better, except I knew I loved Julie. I sorta loved the twins, too. All in all, however, once I had a chance to be alone and think about things without anyone else there to push or pull me in one direction or another...

My mom seemed pretty impressed with Lisa, and her mother, which kind of shocked me. They chatted all afternoon, along with my dad, of course, but mostly Mom and Bambi were getting along like old friends reunited after the war.

"You're Lambda Pi?" Bambi gasped and then smiled.

I didn't even know my mom had been in a sorority, but it turns out they were sisters from different chapters. I wondered if they had a secret handshake.

Lisa and I were sitting together by the pool, kind of away from the adults, and we just blinked at each other when our moms started singing their sorority song. Dad even joined in after a chorus or two, and I blamed it on the wine. My parents, and Bambi, were working their way through a second bottle. I knew none of them were drunk, and Mom certainly wasn't going to lose control the way she had a couple weeks before, but they were all definitely relaxed.

So, yeah. Mom thought Bambi was just great and Lisa looked so grown up and acted so sweet and mature, it wasn't even a question. I definitely had a girlfriend now, a legal one that my parents approved of. I wondered if Dad would give me more condoms, not that we needed them. Lisa was almost certainly pregnant already and I wondered how well that would go over. I almost wished they weren't getting along so well, if only because it would make it easier on my mom later, when she got angry.

"Look at them," Bambi sighed. "Don't they make a cute couple?"

"You have a very pretty daughter," my dad told her, but he knew Bambi and Lisa anyway. Sometimes it seemed like he knew every girl in the city, but that would probably be impossible.

"She seems so grown up," Mom said. "Don't you worry about that?"

"She doesn't know you very good, does she?" I whispered, teasing Lisa with a grin.

"No." Bambi shook her head, not offended at all. "We're very open with each other and I know Trent is a very responsible young man."

"A very horny young man!" Lisa whispered back, squeezing my hard dick through my pants. Our parents couldn't see her doing it, but it still made me nervous.

"I hope so," Mom said. "Teenage boys don't always think before they act, and Dave's right, Lisa is a very lovely girl."

"And Trent is a very good looking boy," Bambi said, and that was another reason I had for surrendering my love for Julie.

Bambi, I mean. She caught me later, alone after I'd used the downstairs bathroom. My parents were cleaning up in the kitchen. Lisa wanted to help, but Mom wouldn't dream of letting a guest do anything but relax, so she sat in the living room waiting for me. Except her mom was waiting as well, and as soon as I opened the door, she pushed me right back inside the small bathroom and locked it behind us.

"Uh...Hi." I smiled nervously, mostly because my parents were on the other side of the wall washing dishes.

"I think it's going good," Bambi said, putting her hands on my shoulders. In her low heels were almost exactly the same height and her eyes were looking into mine.

"Yeah," I agreed. "I guess so."

"Lisa's your girlfriend now," she assured me. "Just like we wanted. Right?"

I didn't say anything as my hands went to her hips. On the outside, Bambi looked ready for a church picnic, but underneath I felt her sexy body all soft and warm. Her glasses had slid down her pert nose, just enough so she could tilt her head and look at me over the top of them. She looked gorgeous, I thought, like a real woman instead of the teenage girl she so often pretended to be at home. I liked that for some reason and she reminded of my mom, actually.

"You have to give up Julie," Bambi told me. "I know Lisa talked to you about it, Trent. The time for sharing is over."

"But you said I didn't have to," I protested, whispering. "I love her."

"Mmmm..." She smiled. "Do you want me?"

"What?" I swallowed hard.

"Do you want me, Trent?" she asked. "Let Julie go and you can have me instead. That's the deal."

"You mean, like a girlfriend or something?"

"Exactly like a girlfriend," Bambi whispered. "Just me, nobody else and nobody has to know."

"What about Lisa?"

"I think you knocked her up," she said, sliding her hand down my chest to find my hard cock. "You fucked a baby in my little girl. That's going to be bad for my reputation."

"Ummm..." I drew a sharp breath as she squeezed my dick through my pants.

"I'm going to send her to my mom's," Bambi said. "She hates me, but she loves her grand-daughter more than anything else. Lisa can have her baby there."

"She already knows about that?"

"Not yet," she said with a shrug. "We have to make sure she's pregnant first. No more girlfriends, okay? Just me."

"Okay," I breathed, wincing as she let me go.

"Good boy." Bambi kissed me lightly on the mouth. "We'd better go out there before someone misses us."

"Yeah." I nodded, wondering what it was I'd just agreed to, exactly.

Bambi was my girlfriend now? Lisa would be moving away and I had to dump Julie, and probably the twins, too? I'd kinda wanted to see Lisa pregnant, though. Getting big with a baby growing inside her. Kissing her and feeling her tummy, watching those small tits of hers filling with milk. I wouldn't get to see any of that. But, I wouldn't have to worry about taking care of a baby either. My mom wouldn't even have to know I'd knocked Lisa up, which was a huge relief. I mean, Bambi could make any excuse she wanted and I guess it would be kind of bad for a teacher if her thirteen-year-old daughter got pregnant.

I'd never thought much about how it would affect anyone else. We were just kids, basically, but our parents had jobs and reputations and responsibilities. What would my mom's boss at the bank think if her son was running around knocking up every girl in the seventh grade? Reality sucks and I decided to ignore it.

But I did have another reason for breaking up with Jules. I kinda loved Bambi a lot. More than I loved Lisa, anyway, which was kind of hard to admit, but true. I liked Lisa. She was fun and I loved fucking her butt and knocking her up and all that, but I wasn't ever going to marry her. I wasn't going to marry Bambi either, since she had a husband already, but that was kind of cool, too. I mean, fucking a guy's wife behind his back, that seemed kind of bad, but at the same time...I thought about my dad and sorta felt guilty, but it had been his fault anyway for getting so drunk.

Yeah. If a guy couldn't take care of his wife, then it wasn't my problem. He should have done what I did. My dad should have pulled out his dick, said fuck the condoms, and just boned my passed out mom. That's what she'd wanted anyway, I thought. Mom had cum all over my cock, at least twice, and not by accident. She wanted a guy who would fuck her. Someone like that, a beautiful woman always in control, always playing the frigid bitch, would be dreaming of a man who would hold her down and rape her...Or, not rape her. That's a bad word. Ravish her! That's what Mom wanted, to be ravished until she couldn't help but love it.

If her husband wouldn't do it, then he couldn't blame someone else for stepping up, could he? Yeah, I didn't feel bad about fucking my dad's wife, and I wouldn't feel guilty about fucking Bambi. It wasn't my fault, it was their husbands' problem. I just had to stop thinking about my mom so much, but she wasn't making it easy.

"Well, I guess I was wrong about Lisa," Mom said, standing in the open doorway of my bedroom. "She seems like a very nice girl. Just remember, you have to treat her with respect."

"Yeah. I will," I agreed. "Thanks, Mom."

She wore a pink bath towel, wrapped around her breasts and just long enough to reach the top of her thighs. My mother's skin was still wet and pink from her hot shower. I watched tiny beads roll off her slender shoulders to the barely there swell of her tits. She'd knotted the towel between them so that the seam ran down her tummy and past her crotch. Her blonde hair looked darker, being wet like it was, and it cling to her graceful neck. She looked incredible to me.

"You should think about finding a job, too." Mom smiled at me. "Girlfriends cost money, you know."

"I figured that out," I said, smiling back at her. I tried to look into her eyes, but she wouldn't meet my gaze.

"I'm going to bed," she decided. "I need to do some work. I hate Mondays."

"Me too." I nodded. "Goodnight."

"Sweet dreams," she replied, lifting her eyes and suddenly finding mine. "I love you, Trent."

"I love you, Mom," I said, but she'd already left.

That night, I laid in bed thinking about my mom propped up on her pillows with her laptop, working away while my dad rolled over and went to sleep. I'd seen it happen a million times growing up and I squeezed my cock, wishing I could trade places with my dad for just one night. Or a week would be better.

I'd push that dumb computer right off the bed and kiss her. I'd ravish my mother, and not just on their silly Saturday date nights, but every night. I'd fuck her in the shower before going to work. I'd fuck her in the kitchen while she cooked dinner, just bending her over the sink. I wouldn't wear a rubber either. No way! I'd cream my mom's hot pussy every chance I got and I wished I'd grabbed her towel and yanked her into my room. What would she have done, I wondered. What if I kissed her? Like out of the blue, just pulled my mom's tits against my chest and pushed my tongue inside her mouth and...

Fuck! My dick was so hard it hurt and I'd started jerking off without even realizing it. I wasn't going to do that, though. I wasn't gonna waste my sperm, but I was running out of girls to knock up! Julie, Lisa, maybe even the twins...I'd probably made them all pregnant, and my mom as well. I hoped. I still had Bambi, but she had birth control pills, the ones that hadn't done Lisa any good because she'd only taken a couple.

If I was saving up my baby gravy, and I was, then I needed someone to save it up for. Right? There's a lot of girls in the world, like billions of them, I just needed to find one who would let me knock her up. Except, that was just my lust talking. My fantasy. I had a girlfriend now, but not the one everyone thought it was. Bambi wasn't going to share me either, but that might be kinda good in a way, too. This love stuff was making me crazy!

Why couldn't I just fuck a girl and forget her? It seemed totally unfair to me and I was still jerking off. Fuck! I slapped my dick and crossed my arms over my chest, staring at the dark ceiling. I wanted to think about anything that didn't have to do with love, my girlfriends, or especially sex, since all three of those things were pretty much the same thing. Unfortunately, my mind kept wandering to Bambi, and then Lisa, and finally to Julie, and inevitably to the previous Friday night...

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"Daddy wants to watch you play with Philby!" Lisa said, walking into the living room with a huge stuffed teddy bear. I hadn't even realized she'd left.

"What's that?" Julie wondered, sitting on the sofa and drinking a Sprite. She'd had a really good cum with Lisa's pussy licking blowjob thing, just as I had, and Jules had taken on a damp, pinkish glow. Her wavy brown hair was all over and her bright brown eyes were shining. I didn't think I'd ever seen her look so happy.

"Oh, he does, huh?" Bambi laughed and I blinked at the teddy bear, which was all white like a polar bear and about the size of Julie, actually. It was big and uber-soft, one of those expensive kind of stuffed animals.

What really caught my attention was the dildo strapped onto the bear, a long red one with bumps and ridges along its length. Lisa put Philby on the floor, on his back with his cock pointing straight up. I had no idea what was going on, but I started getting a clue as Bambi got on the carpet with him. Lisa sat with her father, getting comfortable on his lap, sitting sideways with her arm around his neck. She kissed his cheek and whispered something, but the music was still going and I couldn't hear what.

Julie pulled me onto the sofa and offered me her soda. I didn't know it, neither of us did, but Jules and I were about to see our very first sex show. Bambi treated the stuffed bear as if he was a real man. She stroked his furry belly and kissed his face, her body continuously moving as she'd tease him with her tits and legs, even her feet. She'd talk to him as well, telling the bear how handsome he was, how sexy he looked with his huge cock standing stiff just for her.

"Oh! You want me to do what?" Bambi pretended to be shocked. "You bad bear!"

She began licking his fat red cock while we watched, Lisa curled up in her father's lap, Julie curled up in mine as I held her. My erection pressed against her pussy through the silk camisole and we'd kiss a little, but mostly we watched as Bambi took the bear into her mouth, giving him a wet, sloppy blowjob. She would let her saliva spill down the smooth plastic, using her hands to get him nice and wet. Her fingers played over the bumps as she started jerking Philby off in time with her mouth.

I shifted Julie a little bit, just enough to get her camisole from under butt and my cock immediately felt the buttery warmth of her naked pussy. Again. But this time she reached down, giving me her eyes and biting her lip as she pulled my erection into the best possible place. She stretched, and lifted her hips with me helping, and we both sighed with pleasure when my cock slid between her lips and into her pussy. I held her sideway in my arms, cradling Julie with my cock trapped inside her cunt. We didn't really fuck, we would just squirm and kiss and watch Bambi as she straddled the bear's face with her thighs.

They were in a sixty-nine, except she didn't just suck Philby's cock, Bambi leaned forward and pushed her tits together, trapping the dildo between them. She worked her pussy against his stuffed nose, still wearing those wet panties, and slid her tits up and down the red dildo. Her tongue would push outward and tease the blunt tip, and every now and then she'd let a large wad of spit fall from her lips into the pale valley of her cleavage.

"Daddy wants you to fuck him now," Lisa said after several minutes of watching her mom titty fuck the bear. "He says you can't stop until you cum."

"I won't!" Bambi promised with a grin. "Philby loves fucking me, don't you?"

"They're so weird," Julie whispered, giggling in my ear.

"No kidding," I agreed. "It's kinda fun though, right? I mean...Do you like it?"

"Yeah," she sighed, both of watching as Bambi pushed her panties down, laying on her back and pulling her knees towards her shoulders.

She lay there facing her husband and daughter, so we couldn't see her naked pussy, but I could well imagine how beautiful and sexy it must have looked. I pulled Jules against me and lifted my butt, giving her just a fraction more of my aching cock. I wanted to get on the floor while Bambi had her legs high, put them over my shoulders and drill her pussy. I wanted to cum inside the woman, give her a big load of sperm, and hopefully knock her up like I had her daughter. But Bambi had only giggled at my earlier suggestion and now I had Jules firmly planted on my dick.

I had no choice but to watch Bambi rolled over, straddling Philby's long cock and teasing us as she played the tip around her pussy. He couldn't even knock her up though, and so it didn't seem quite as sexy to me as it could have been. I wondered if Bambi ever fucked anybody else, like a real man. Maybe she fucked her husband, but I seriously doubted the poor guy could even get a boner. I mean, she probably would have fucked him already if she could have and the blanket covering him from the waist down never came off.

But if Bambi fucked other guys, she probably would have fucked me already. Right? She'd sucked my cock and I'd told her I wanted to make love to her. I'd sort of been expecting her to say yes, but I didn't feel terribly disappointed, since she hadn't given me a definite no. She'd only laughed and I had no idea what that meant. Maybe she didn't want to fuck her daughter's boyfriend. Like a blowjob would be okay, but fucking would be bad? Or maybe she didn't want to cheat on her husband, because she obviously loved him. A blowjob wasn't really cheating, was it? Probably not, in her world, at least.

So why would she need birth control pills? That's what my point is, and what I was thinking about while Bambi fucked Philby and I sorta, almost fucked Julie. Lisa had been stealing her mom's pills, but only taking a couple just before we had sex. That probably hadn't stopped anything and I really hoped I'd knocked the girl up! She was supposed to get her period in a day or two, and if she was late...But I wanted to knock up Bambi, too! Fuck! She looked so hot sitting on that stupid stuffed bear, riding that huge red dildo and playing with her awesome tits.

She had such a tight little body. Bambi wasn't very tall, about the same height as me, but unlike my other girlfriends, she was fully developed and ripe for motherhood. Twenty-seven years old, that has to be the perfect age for making a baby, I thought. I could just imagine those teardrop tits of hers getting even bigger as they filled with milk, the nipples getting fat and rubbery, dripping thin white fluid down her belly. I'd lick it off her skin, hunched over her tummy with my cock buried in her plump, blonde cunt, fucking her while I nursed on mother's sweet milk.

Thinking about Bambi made me push Jules onto the sofa. I needed to cum again and my cock throbbed inside her tight pussy. She didn't resist me at all. My girlfriend wanted it just as much as I did and Jules put her legs over my shoulders so I could really fuck her deep. I'd put a baby inside her and I stared at the girl's flat tummy while I pistoned my cock back and forth between her plump labia. Bambi watched us while she rode Philby. So did Lisa, squirming on her daddy's lap and kissing his lopsided face. Julie moaned softly, making funny faces as my cockhead would kiss the bottom of her sex over and over.

She didn't cum until after I did, just as my orgasm was ending, and of course, we were kissing like crazy then. I loved fucking her and when my cock grew hard again, as I knew it would, I'd fuck Lisa in the butt. I'd bun her right in front of her dad if she wanted me to, I didn't care. This was the best drug in the world, Bambi had been right about that. We were having some sort of weird mini-orgy, and I hoped it would never end.

"Well, what are we going to play next?" Bambi wondered, sitting on the floor and hugging Philby to her heaving breasts.

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We were playing Broken Hearts and that's a game none of us could win. Except Bambi, I mean.

"What do you mean, you can't be our boyfriend?" Angie asked in a sort of low, menacing voice.

"You're breaking up with us?" Stacy practically yelled, and I jerked away from the phone.

"Why?" they both demanded at the same time.

"Uh, well..." I cleared my throat as Bambi played with my hair.

She sat on my lap and it had been her idea to call the twins. I'd gone to Lisa's house after school, since she was my girlfriend and my mom wouldn't even be mad about it. I just had to be home in time for dinner. Naturally, Bambi had moved right in, being my real girlfriend now, and Lisa was making faces at me from her father's lap. I guess her mom had broken the big news that she would soon be moving to Grandma's house, but I didn't even know where that was yet.

"I've got a new girlfriend," I said. "I, um...love her a lot and...I'm sorry."

"You didn't break up with Julie, did you?" one of the twins said.

"You don't even have a new girlfriend, I bet!" the other told me. "You're such a jerk!"

"We don't even love you!"

"We hate you, Trent!"

"You're so ugly anyway!"

"And such a big jerk!"

"We're gonna get a new boyfriend, too!"

"A real one!"

"Who loves us!"

"Not like you!"

"Jerk!"

They slammed their phones in perfect harmony and Bambi giggled.

"That went well," she teased me. "Now call Julie."

"Do I have to?" I asked, kind of whining the way I did with my mom sometimes. "What if I just kinda ignore her, or something?"

"She's not going to ignore you," Bambi reminded me. "Either you give her the bad news, or I will."

"What do you mean?" I narrowed my eyes.

"I mean, I have those pretty pictures you gave me."

"What?" I almost pushed her off me. "You're gonna blackmail her?"

"No!" Bambi laughed and hugged me even tighter, nuzzling my neck before whispering in my ear. "Do you really think Julie would forgive you if she knew you were passing out pictures of her sucking your cock?"

"But..." I frowned at her. "You promised you'd never show them to anyone!"

"I know, but all I have to do is tell her I've seen them," she continued, "and Julie would never, ever trust you again."

"I don't think I trust you," I said, and Bambi pouted.

"Trent, I'm the only one you can trust," she said. "If you couldn't, I would have done it already. This way I'm giving you a chance to let her down easy. I don't want to see either of you hurt."

"You sound like my mom," I muttered.

"I can be your Mommy if you want," she said, teasing me with a giggle. "I'll do anything you want me to, but I need you to do this one little thing for me first."

I already felt bad enough for breaking up with the twins. They'd sounded pretty mad, probably because they felt seriously hurt, getting dumped over the phone like that. I should have told them face-to-face, except I knew I couldn't ever break up with a girl if I was looking at her. Breaking up with Stacy and Angie at the same time, seeing them so beautiful and fragile and sexy and...God! I already missed them! They were so much fun to be with and now they hated me. I felt like I wanted to puke.

And now Bambi was going to make me do the same thing with Julie? Nobody wanted us together. Not our parents, not our friends, not even Bambi, and she'd had me fooled. I guess Friday night had been like some sort of perverted bon voyage gift, because the woman had gone out of her way to make sure Jules and I had as much sex with each other as possible. Maybe Bambi got off on knowing she'd be the one pulling us apart just a few days later, finally and forever doing what our own mothers couldn't.

"Truth or Dare," she'd decided Friday night. "We haven't played that in a long time."

"Yeah!" Lisa grinned. "We never played with Trent before."

"We still need a bottle, right?" Julie asked, probably because she was holding her empty Sprite bottle.

"I'll go first," Bambi said, taking the bottle from Julie.

I'd heard of the game, like who hasn't? But I'd never played it. I wasn't sure what the bottle was for until she gave it a spin and it pointed at Julie.

"Truth or dare?" she asked.

"Dare!" Bambi said, smiling back at the girl.

"Okay, um...I dare you to kiss, uh..." Julie looked at me for a second. "Lisa!"

I grinned as Bambi reached for her daughter. "Hmmm...Come here, baby."

And neither of them hesitated for even a fraction of a second. Bambi tilted her head, sealing her lips around her daughter's mouth. They were Frenching, long and deep, making soft, wet noises as their tongues wrestled unseen. Their cheeks would hollow and then bulge slightly outward, the delicate muscles and tendons along their jaws tensing and relaxing. Lisa's hands were on her mother's shoulders, while Bambi cradled the girl with her fingers in Lisa's hair. It was a serious kiss and obviously not the first one they'd ever shared.

"My turn," Julie said when they'd finished a minute later, mother and daughter both looking flushed and breathless as they separated.

The bottle pointed at Bambi, who promptly asked, "Truth or Dare?"

"Dare," Julie said, giggling nervously and staring at me. I sorta hoped she would have to kiss Lisa, that would be pretty awesome.

"I dare you to fuck your pussy with the bottle," Bambi said, "For five minutes or until you cum, whichever comes first."

"And no fake cums!" Lisa insisted with a giggle.

I'd never watched a girl jill off before, except for Bambi riding Philby's cock, but that probably didn't count. This did, however, and Julie blushed as she picked up the bottle and laid flat on her back. She spread her legs and bent her knees, giving all of us a real look at her immature pussy. I'd fucked her just fifteen minutes before, leaving a big load of semen behind, but very little of my stuff had leaked out of her. There was just a goopy glaze of milky cum clinging to her ruddy pussy lips and the green bottle split them easily as she began pushing it inside her.

"Take all of it," Bambi told her. "Fuck that bottle good."

"Yeah! Get it deeper, Jules!" Lisa agreed happily, wriggling her hips and giggling. "Daddy wants to see how much cum you can get in the bottle!"

There was no way tiny Julie could get the entire bottle in her pussy. I mean, not just because it was way too long for the girl, but it was pretty thick, too. Thicker than my dick, anyway, and I knew how tight she was down there. Julie just worked the neck into her pussy, sliding the cool glass back and forth, and we could see her labia clinging wetly to it. I could even see the hot pink inside of her pussy, although the green color made it like watching her through sunglasses or something.

Julie mostly ignored us, I think, although every now and again she'd find me with her eyes and smile. She really started fucking her pussy faster after a minute or so. She'd rotate the bottle and take as much as she could, grunting softly as the glass became too wide for the mouth of her vagina to take comfortably. Maybe if she really tried she could have taken more, but Jules didn't need to. She was feeling good and lifting her butt off the carpet, rocking her hips as she fucked herself.

"Look! There's cum in the bottle!" Lisa said, pointing and looking around to make sure her mom and I could see it, too.

"Looks like boy cum," Bambi said. "Keep going, Julie. You can do it. Cum for us, baby."

There really was semen oozing along the inside of the bottle. Not a lot maybe, more juice was spilling out of her pussy and down her ass, but there was definitely some getting caught inside. The deeper and harder Julie pushed the bottle, the more semen it captured, and I could just imagine the smooth, round opening plunging into the big wad of sperm I'd left inside her. There was a steady trickle and it wasn't just my stuff, but some of Julie's oily girl cum as well. After about three minutes, maybe longer than that, she found her orgasm.

Julie gasped and jerked around, going nuts like she usually does, but most of her cum seemed to pour out around the bottle, not inside it. Still, after another long minute, maybe two, the bottom of the Sprite bottle had at least one decent mouthful of mixed up fuck juice swilling around the bottom. We could all see it as Julie groaned, pulling the bottle out of her gaping pussy and holding it up like a trophy. She was giddy and smiling dumbly, high on her climax as I took her hand and pulled so she could sit up again.

"Nice," Bambi said. "You've done that before, huh?"

"No!" Julie stuck out her tongue at the woman, panting for air as she gave the bottle to me. "Your turn, Trent."

"It's slippery!" I said, teasing her, but it was true. The bottle was covered with Julie's cum.

"Spin it," Lisa said. "If it points at you, there's a penalty."

"There is?" I paused. "What's the penalty."

"Something embarrassing," Bambi promised with a grin. "Spin it."

I didn't spin it too hard, thinking that stuff would fly out of it if I did. But the bottle stopped, pointing at me as I frowned, almost as if they'd planned it somehow. "Aw! You jinxed me!"

"Penalty!" Lisa laughed, clapping her hands.

"What does he have to do?" Julie wondered.

"Drink from the bottle," Bambi told us. "All of it, Trent. You have to swallow!"

"I do?" I grinned at her, because that didn't really bother me at all, to tell the truth, and Julie knew it.

"That's not a penalty!" she said. "He licks my pussy after we do it sometimes."

"Really?" Bambi narrowed her eyes and smiled. "You're just full of surprises, Trent. Show us."

"Okay," I agreed, and even if swallowing my own cum mixed up with Julies grossed me out, which it totally didn't, I would have done it just to impress Lisa's mom. Seriously. I'd have done anything if it meant she'd love me.

I picked up the bottle and turned it, sort of swirling the cum around. There wasn't a whole lot, don't think that, but at least a mouthful as I brought the bottle to my lips. I could smell Julie's cum on the glass, maybe my own semen as well, but mostly her. I could taste her, too. The bottle was practically dripping wet and I tilted it upward, craning my neck and letting that slimy fuck juice crawl down the glass and into my mouth. I sorta swished it around with my tongue, even opened my mouth to show Bambi before I swallowed the stuff.

"You taste good," I told Julie, and then I kissed her.

I gave her my tongue, still wet with our cum, and rubbed her tits through her camisole while we made out. Her small hand went for my cock, tugging gently at my groin, and we could have fucked again so easily just then...and now I wished I had.

My flashback ended abruptly as Bambi pinched my chin, fixing me with her stern, blue eyes. "Are you going to call her?" she asked. "Or do I have to do it?"

"What if her mom answers?"

"Just give the phone to Lisa and she'll ask for Julie," Bambi replied, crooking a finger at her daughter.

"Why me?" Lisa pouted. "He's not even my boyfriend anymore."

Yeah. I was running out of girlfriends quickly. Bambi kissed my cheek, squirming slightly as she got her panty covered butt more comfortable on the bulging lump of my erection. That's all she wore, panties and an old t-shirt that was so threadbare I could see her nipples through the cotton. She rubbed them against me as I dialed Julie's phone number and I glanced at her lopsided husband, wondering if his stroke had been entirely accidental. I mean, loving a woman like Bambi had to be dangerous, or so I was beginning to believe.

"Don't worry," she whispered, tickling my ear with her tongue. The phone was ringing. "She'll only hate you for a little while, Trent."

"Yeah," I sighed, really hoping that one Bambi who loved me would be worth four ex-girlfriends who hated my guts.

 

Chapter 12