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                                  \fs40    \ul Maternity For All\par
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                              Ch. 1\par
                       (3-part-story)\par
                      Tags: pedo, preg\cf0\f1\fs20\par
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   \f2 Blonde-haired, 12-year-old Susan had showered after her soccer game and walked into the living room nude. I was floored, but not as much as when she wiggled right up to me, and pressing against me where I stood, kissed me passionately and long.  Her mother, Debby, and I had met 3 months ago, and although I had only been around Susan 6 or 7 times in that span, usually on weekends, we had gotten along well. She was gorgeous and 12, so of course I was attracted to her, but had restricted any expressions of my lust for the young woman to fantasies and masturbation at home.\par
   Now that she had her lips pressed to mine, though, I could do nothing else but put my arms around her. I was terrified that her mother might come in and see me kissing her nude daughter, but I could hear her rattling pans around in the kitchen. Susan eventually pulled her hot lips away and I looked with astonishment into her smiling eyes, and at her forming, conical breasts. I felt like I was her age again, and I was speechless, my heart pounding. I wanted her so badly.\par
    I glanced then at her silky, small, blonde bush as she took my wrist and tried to pull me, quietly, into the kitchen where her mother was. Come on!" she whispered, smiling. She put her index finger straight up in front of her lips and I had no choice but to trust that she knew her mother better than I did.  I followed the persistent, naked young woman into the kitchen and Debby did not even see or hear us enter. She was checking on some pasta that she was cooking.  I had wanted Susan from the first time I saw her, but I never dreamed that I would let Debby know about it.\par
    The force with which 12-year-old Susan grabbed my crotch through my pants as she pinned me against the counter cabinets was enough to cause a yelp from me, but she stifled it by covering my mouth with a forceful kiss. We were in full view of her mother. All she had to do was look to the right of the stove to see us. Susan kept crushing my penis and balls in her hand, and moved her young mouth to wherever my whines and cries escaped from. I couldn't hurt her.., she was too beautiful, so I just hugged her realy tightly. Her mother walked over, and placing a hand lightly on Susan's sweaty, athletic back, reached above us for some oregano. She whispered in the 12-year-old's ear, just loud enough for me to hear, "I put your pregnancy tests by the bed." She smiled and winked to me as she went back to her cooking.\par
   With that news, Susan grabbed harder, just for a second crushing my cock and balls through my pants with all of her strength.., and took her mouth off of mine. It hurt like hell, but Susan was a real fox.., and I would let her have her way in the hopes that she would let me have my way. Susan then knelt and sucked my cock, and within five minutes I was hard again. I'm not sure if she had broken any blood vessels with her squeezing,  but my cock felt fine once it was erect in her mouth.\par
   Her more experienced mom knew that Susan had me almost on the brink of cumming, so lifted up a bit on her sixth-grade daughter's arm and led us both into Susan's bedroom. It still looked like a little girl's bedroom, with a white, canopied bed and toy figures everywhere. Her mom undressed me as Susan sat on the edge of her bed, watching, and then the door shut and Debby was gone.  Before me stood the 88 pound, blonde, fertile angel with hips and breasts that could have begun developing no more than 6 months ago. We were alone together, naked and very attracted.\par
She looked in my eyes and  the cum inside my hard-on screamed forrelease because she was so beautiful and young.\par
   "I don't just want to have sex with you, Paul." she said, coming close. "I want to have your baby." She rested her head on my chest and I hugged her with more love and lust than I had ever felt. When I kissed her, my eyes told her everything about how I felt about having a child with her.  I wanted it as badly as she did, and I didn't even have to tell her with words. I had a load of live semen inside of me that would erupt and cover her young cervix. That would be my answer, and she would accept it with the rythymic pulsations and vibrations of her vagina and uterus, bringing the sperms deeper and deeper inside herself till one penetrated her egg.\par
   I layed her on the bed and spread her legs so eagerly that I was inside of her and in heaven before I even had the chance to think about it. While I fucked her, I remembered that her mom had told me that Susan had had 3 periods already and cried herself to sleep every night because she wanted a baby so bad.  Susan had no way of knowing, though, that I, myself cried at night for that very same reason. I wanted a child desparately, too.  How Susan could have known or sensed this is one of the greatest and most wonderful mysteries of my life.  It was almost as though an angel or an unborn child's spirit had come to her and told her. \par
   As I made love to the 12-year-old, who was by now screaming from her second orgasm, I wondered how she knew I was attracted to her. She must have caught the looks I had been giving her whenever her mom wasn't looking.\par
   I actually prayed to God for a child with her as I was fucking the sixth-grader. I felt the presence of her guardian angel and mine. They were smiling at us. They surrounded us with white light. Making love to Susan that first time is the most spiritual experience I've ever had. I kissed her neck in every place I could get my lips on. I kissed her forehead. Her temples. We french kissed as I let my cock lie motionless several times inside her. If  I had not stopped pumping her at those times, I would have cum.  It was extremely hard to do that, especially since she was a virgin and oh-so-tight, but I was determined to summon every single sperm up to ejaculate deep inside her that I possibly could. I wanted this Earth angel pregnant by suppertime. \par
   We french kissed for what seemed like hours, and I knew we were both thinking of the baby we would have together. As I plunged deep into her and retreated, our psychic lines of communication were wide open and I knew that she felt the same way I did: That it didn't matter whether it was a girl or a boy.  It would be loved either way. Oftentimes, I hilted inside her and stopped fucking. Feeling my cock pulsing inside her, ready to give her children, she looked up at me and we stared into eachother's eyes. It was magic. She knew. We were combining our auras and d.n.a. We were calling in a child, and we saw it in eachother's eyes. We were becoming one.\par
   As I resumed fucking her,  I thought of the fact that the younger a mother is, the healthier the child is, generally. I wondered how many children Susan wanted and if  I  would have the chance to father them all. I would marry Debby if she and young Susan agreed to this. Susan and I could have six children by the time she was 18. Debby, being 36, could mother several more with me if she wanted.\par
  I wasn't sure if Susan knew how, so I placed her legs up on top of me, criss-crossing them. She instinctively started pull-pulling with them, forcing me deeper into her and and beckoning me to go faster. Make no mistake; a 12-year-old woman is just as much an expert at this as a 22-year-old. With just her locked heels on top of you, she can control you like an expert horse rider.  Unbeknownst to us, Debby was in the living room, praying for a grandchild from us, too. She wanted Susan to have everything she wanted in life, and both of them had decided together that I was the right candidate as father of the virgin's first child.\par
Then, all of a sudden, Susan started crying to me, "I want a baby so bad!" I felt terible for just a second, and then whipsered in her ear, "I want one too, honey." I started fucking her harder and sucking on both nipples voraciously, just to get her thinking with her body again, instead of her head.  She started howling in passion once again, her nipples as hard as little cranberies and after about 10 minutes, she came for her third time as I sucked hard on the right one. I felt her cunt loosen, wetten and soften. I knew my sperms would have no trouble finding her egg. I thought of asking her when her last period was, but then decided that since she was only 12, she would be very fertile thoughout her cycle. It'd be no problem getting her pregnant.\par
  "Thank you." I gasped. "For wanting me to be the father." She just bucked her hips slowly and gently toward me a few times in response, urging me to keep fucking. "Were you a virgin?" "Yes" she nodded with a smile, wiping the tears away. "I hope my sperm finds your egg." I said to her as we looked deeply into eachother's eyes. "Me too." she said, and I rounded home, fucking her with every inch of my cock, doing some deep drilling and then pulling the cock head out each time, to rest it on her inner labia. She gasped and squeezed my arms every time it plunged back in.\par
  I felt her hips and thanked God for this young, healthy woman who wanted nothing more or less than to bring a child into the world with me. "Are you praying?" I whispered into her ear. "Yes." she nodded and started to cry again, but this time from love and happiness. She hugged me harder than I have ever been hugged and started pulling her heels down onto my ass so rapidly that I could hardly manage to fuck her that fast. I had the overwhelming feeling that God was in that room with us, and I felt us surrounded by the light of his smile.  I felt a total approval by God and our guardian angels. It was at that time that I knew with certainty that man's laws mean nothing and that love is the only law.\par
   I was just about to cum and was kissing Susan ceaselessly and passionately on the lips and face. I then heard her mother, Debby's voice: "Welcome to the family, Paul." I came, loudly moaning.., and as I did, Susan came, shreiking and pounding on my shoulders, even urinating. Her body knew what she wanted and was co-operating fully. I lay there on top of the trembling, pulsing young woman, directing my sperms to her egg with my mind, imagining a shaft of golden light leading and empowering them. If we did not conceive this time, I would teach energy direction exercises like this to young Susan.\par
  "I love you." I said to her. She looked up at me, and sniffing once, asked, "Do you think we can buy some baby clothes together?" The thought of that almost made my cock grow inside of her again. "Sure. I'd love to, sweetheart." I replied, kissing both of her tits, first the left and then the right. Just then, Debby quietly and unobtrusively opened the door some, and sticking her head in, whispered, "Susie, can you come out here for a second?" I didn't look directly at Debby, but I knew she was smiling at me. Susan placed her hand on my left arm as a signal and I rolled over to let her out.  My cock slipped out of her and I saw her tuck the sperm that was on the outside of her pussy inside her as she got up to walk to the door. Her mom had obviously taught her beforehand about increasing the likelihood of pregnancy.\par
   "Well? How \ul was\ulnone  he?" enthusiastic Debby whispered to her inseminated daughter. Glowing Susan's sure reply was "\ul Marry\ulnone  him, mom. I want him to be my father." Debby could see the love radiating off her daughter. "Let me see!" she spouted, bending forward and peeling Susan's labia apart to check for my living semen. Seeing the glint, she wiped some blood off the prospective young mother's leg and gave her a tiny slap on the butt, humorously  whispering, "Now get back in there!\par
  Susan jumped back into bed with me and I noticed that her tits were so young and firm that they didn't even bounce. She was no more than an a-cup, but that would all change with a conception and a pregnancy. We lay there with our arms around eachother, bodies pressed close together. I could feel her toes caressing and drawing lines on the middle of my shins as I sniffed the crack in front of her right armpit. Maybe it's just me, but I love the way women smell. I felt her hardened nipples against my hairy chest and was awe-struck by the fact that I was feeling the nipples that my first child would taste on it's first day on Earth. I could not believe how this 12-year-old had walked into my life and totally transformed it.\par
   I had the feeling that she had absolutely no worries about our age difference. To her and me we were just a man and a woman trying to have a baby. She might not even be pregnant yet, I realized, but she was already a good mom. I could tell she was 100% devoted to becoming pregnant with me and raising the child as well as she could. This is what she lived for. I could actually feel my cum inside her womb radiating out to me. I could feel tyhis energy on my crotch, in front of hers. It was so powerful. Our genitals and reproductive systems were communicating as they decided and prepared for the up-coming conception and pregnancy. \par
   I also realized she was young, but the only possible drawback to that was the higher-than-normal incidence of pre-mature birth. In this day and age, though, that is not a valid reason for not trying to have a child. Most premies from week 30 and up survive just fine. We would try to get Susan's childbirth muscles developed with pelvic floor exercises and her vaginal muscles looser with just.., sex. She was going to be just fine.\par
   I knew she was still in sixth-grade. This wasn't a problem for me, and I would speak with her mom, later, to make sure we agreed that Susan should finish her education. I'd give her all the help with both her education and our child that I possibly could. I wished that I could be Susan's father, as well as her baby's.\par
   She reached down to take hold of my limp cock and didn't even have to move her young hand. It grew immediately, and Susan wished a baby would grow inside her as fast as my cock was growing. She pointed it to her pussy and put my cock's face in her pussy's mouth. I was all over that, and rolling the sexy blonde onto her back..,  slowly and romanitically plunged in. She was shreiking, grabbing and squeezing her breasts and rocking her head side to side. Her long blonde hair was flying and flinging left and right as I fucked her good. I didn't even slow down for ten minutes, and I stopped counting her orgasms. She rocked me from side to side and almost rocked me out of bed. She may have even stopped thinking about her egg and my sperm at some points. I know I did when I looked down at her young hips and tits. At those times, I was just thinking about how good she looks and feels.\par
   When I came this time, I dug my fingers into her back as I knocked my pubic bone against hers. I was pushing in so hard and far that I felt her cervix kissing the mouth of my cock, over and over. My tongue was wiggling at the back of her throat.., and then, her tongue was washing the back of mine. I kept lifting off of her and looking down at the area over her uterus.., above her soft tuft of blonde pubic hair.  It's like I already expected a child to be showing there. Actually, I was ecstatic and in a frenzy, because I knew that there would soon be my child underneath there.  That was going to be his or her wonderful, little home for nine months.\par
   "I love you, Paul." she said to me, wrapping her legs around me once again. "I love you, Susan." I said, and meant it more than I could tell her. At that moment, I was actually afraid of falling in love with her more than with her mom. This was a new and different situation for all of us, and I did not want there to be any competition or hurt feelings. I needn't have worried, because three months later, both women would be carrying my child and our relationship(s) could not have been better. I was still hard inside 12-year-old Susan when she said in the darkness, "I want you to be my dad." This turned me on so I started to pump again. I very slowly and gently fucked her as she softly said: "I talked to my mom about it already and she says she'll marry you." I was thrilled. My heart lept for joy.  Being this young woman's lover and the father of her child was something most guys only dream of. Being her father and legal guardian as well, was, for me, beyond any fantasy I could have imagined.\par
    "You mean it??" I asked, my eyes wild with excitement. "Yes!!" she nodded, just as excited! We fucked and fucked, and 20 minutes later, after I gave her body what little cum I had left, we rested a bit, her sweat and mine bonding us together as we envisioned and dreamed of the sperms journeying in her uterus at that very moment, on their way to her fallopian tubes. \par
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                                                              By: S.Moulder\par
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