“And he told me that there was something that I could do about it, and that was to have sex with him one last time, and help both of us to get it out of our systems, so that we could each move on with our lives.
“Then he asked point-blank to meet him the next morning at the local motel where he was staying, because he wanted to fuck me over and over again all day long, while Pablo was at work.
“So, against my better judgement, I took my then 5-year-old son Richie to a drop-in daycare center that next morning, and I showed up a Cacho’s hotel room door, with a dripping-wet pussy between my legs, just from the anticipation of what was getting ready to happen.
“That morning, I remember that I was feeling super-horny, and usually means that I’m ovulating. And as fate would have it, Cacho unknowingly became the father of my baby girl, Leana, that day. And afterwards, I never saw him again.
“It has been eight years since we spent that whole day making love and fucking in Cacho’s motel room, and I don’t regret one single minute of it. I would do it all over again, if Cacho were to ever show back up in town for any reason.
“Whether I like or not, Cacho will always be that very special guy who took my virginity, and ultimately got me pregnant–not just once, but twice. And so I feel like my pussy’s his for the taking, whenever he wants it.
“So the real truth of the matter is that Carl’s really my Cacho substitute.”
“Gee, thanks a lot!” I said sarcastically.
“Hey, it’s a compliment. You should be flattered. You’ve got a nice, big dick just like Cacho had. And I’m hoping you can get me pregnant, just like Cacho did.”
“You are aware that if I get your pregnant, our baby definitely won’t look Hispanic, right?”
“Of course, I’m aware of that. In fact, I’m counting on it,” Sofia stated cryptically. “Now, let’s quit talking and get down to the serious business of pretend-raping. What do you say?’
“Get on your on your God damn back, you little bitch! And spread your fucking legs apart!” I barked back at Sofia.
“Please don’t do this, mister?” Sofia fake-begged me, playing her damsel-in-distress role to the hilt, while she placed her two cupped hands on top of one another over the crack of her shaved-bare vulva, as if to block me from getting to it.
“You can’t stop me,” I calmly said to Sofia as I knelt down between her olive-toned thighs, grabbed her wrists–one in each hand–and pulled her arms up over her head, pinning her wrists down to the mattress above her head. And I shoved my dick all the way up into her vagina, as far as it would go, in one long sharp inward thrust, causing her to gasp in surprise.
“Oh fuck! Shit! Please pull out of me! I don’t want to get pregnant!” Sofia cried out, as she began half-heartedly struggling around underneath me while still remaining skewered on my stiff dick.
And I naturally responded to Sofia’s faked struggling, just like I had responded earlier to Jenny’s very-real struggling. I let go of Sofia’s pinned wrists, and I quickly placed a hand on each side of Sofia’s hips and I pressed downward forcefully to hold her pelvis firmly in place while I proceeded to thrust away at it relentlessly.
While I was doing that, Jenny was watching us go at it and giggling away like a little schoolgirl.
A minute or so later, Sofia finally stopped struggling and relaxed underneath me, accepting her fate, just like Jenny had asked her to do.
Apparently, Sofia was quite the actress, because she even started crying, while I was hell-bent on fertilizing her cervix.
At the time, I assumed that the crying was being faked on Sofia’s part, but Sofia later admitted to me that her tears were very real. And that her crying was a result of her vividly re-living that very first night when Cacho unexpectedly showed up in her bed, and raped the crap out of her, without any warning.
Then Sofia suddenly began orgasming her ass off underneath me, which caught me totally by surprise. I had never heard her scream out so loudly before. Nor had I ever felt her vaginal sphincter muscles clamp down so tightly around the shaft of my dick, while she was gushing and squirting like crazy.
I quickly angled the tip of my dick to press it up against her cervix and just hold it in place. And then I orgasmed my ass off and unleashed my wad of sperm from my pulsating dick-head directly against the neck of Sofia’s possibly-fertile uterus.
And a few moments later, as my sperm-release was tapering off deep inside of her vagina, Sofia gently kissed my neck and my cheek, and she quietly whispered in my ear, “Thank you for trying to make a baby with me just now. I know you’re not Cacho, but you’re definitely the next best thing.”
I pulled my dick out of Sofia’s lovely baby-making hole, and rolled over to lie on my back between her and Jenny.
Jenny got up out of bed and walked over to the other side of the bed where Sofia was still lying on her back, with my sperm still oozing out of her vagina and falling down onto the sheets between her spread-apart thighs.
Jenny suddenly said to Sofia, “Can I fuck you now?”
And Sofia looked a Jenny as if she were crazy, before she responded to her, “What are you talking about? A woman can’t fuck another woman.”
“Sure, they can. It’s called ‘tribbing.'”
“‘Tribbing’? What’s that?”
“I forgot that you’re from an earlier generation than I am. I believe you guys probably call it ‘scissoring.’ It something that lesbian couples have been doing together for centuries. Now, do you know what I’m talking about?”
“Yes, I do. But I never thought I’d ever actually do that with another woman. Let me make sure that we’re talking about the same thing. You do mean that you want us to rub our two pussies together, right?”
“Exactly. That’s how two women fuck without using any external toys, like double-headed dildos. So are you game to try it with me?”
“Oh what the hell… You only live once. Let’s do it,” Sofia told Jenny.
And Jenny began talking Sofia through the process, “Well, lean over towards me, but keep your legs spread apart, and I’ll mount you and do all the thrusting stuff–in other words, I’ll play the more masculine aggressive role, since I’m a lot more comfortable tribbing with another woman than you are, and you’ve never experienced the ‘joys of tribbing’ before.”
Jenny climbed up on top of the bed, facing the opposite direction from Sofia, and she carefully maneuvered her lower body to interlock her legs between Sofia’s so that she could press her bare vulva up against Sofia’s bare vulva.
“Now, see? That’s not so bad, is it?” Jenny asked Sofia.
“No. But it feels really weird having your pussy rubbing up against mine.”
“That’s the idea–and the whole turn-on–of it all. I’m using my pussy to pretend-fuck your pussy. And then later we can swap if you want, so that you’re the one controlling the pussy-rubbing and thrusting stuff.
I was intrigued by what I was witnessing taking place in front of me. I had watch women tribbing in online porn videos. But I had never seen two women doing it in person, right in front of me.