“Not as long as you don’t mind me fucking other men in front of you? I would much rather that you fuck other women in front of me, than to try to do it in secret, behind my back.”
“Wow! You’re really something! You know that?” I remarked, realizing the depth of what Jenny had just honestly admitted to me.
She had basically let me know that she would have no problem going ahead and having sex with other men in front of me to cuckold me, as well as letting me have sex with other women in front of her to cuckold her (like I had done earlier when I was fucking my mother and Fran in front of Jenny).
Jenny suddenly changed the topic when she said, “Okay, I think you’ve made the intercourse last long enough. I want you to cum inside me now. Can you do that for me, Carl? I need you to ‘inseminate my jenny,'” she said to me, carefully choosing her last three words and overly emphasizing them while saying them to me, as she was intentionally poking fun at what Fran had said to me earlier when we were in bed together.
But when I heard Jenny use the word, “inseminate,” it freaked me out, because I remembered how she had told me in the bathroom yesterday afternoon that she was worried that I might get her pregnant.
So when I felt myself getting ready to orgasm, I pulled my dick out of Jenny’s nice, warm, wet vagina, and began ejaculating the sperm out onto her lower abdomen.
Jenny suddenly flipped out, asking me, “What the fuck are you doing, Carl? I told you that I wanted you to cum inside me. Why did you pull out, like that?”
“Because I like you too much, and I didn’t want to risk getting you pregnant. That’s why.”
“You don’t have to worry about that. I’m on The Pill. And I have been, ever since I was 16 years old.”
“So what was all that freaking out you were doing in the ladies’ room yesterday, about me possibly getting you pregnant, and stuff.”
“I only said that to turn you on more. You can’t believe everything a girl says to you.”
“Then, how am I supposed to believe you now, when you say you’re on The Pill?”
“If you don’t believe me, just go pick up my purse off the floor, and look inside it. You’ll see a small white circular plastic box with all the tiny pills in it. Open it up, and you’ll see that there’s one pill matched up for each day of the month. Do you really think I’m stupid enough to let you fuck me without using any birth control?”
“I’m sorry,” I told Jenny, as I slowly eased my still-leaky, sperm-tipped dick back up inside of her vagina.
“Gotcha!” Jenny said to me. “The truth is I intentionally ‘forgot’ to take my birth control pill this morning, and I’ve decided not to take it again until tomorrow morning. So I guess I’m just being stupid right now. But it’s much more fun and exciting that way, don’t you think?”
“Boy, I can see why you and my mother get along so well. You’re both devious as hell!”
“Hey, I’m right here watching you, you know?” Mom called out from her easy chair.
Then Fran said, “So am I.”
“Believe me. I’m painfully aware of that,” I told both of the older women.
As I felt my dick softening, I began to pull it out of Jenny’s vagina, and she said to me, “Hey, where are you going, mister? You still owe me a wad of sperm in my pussy. And I’m not leaving until you ejaculate inside me, instead of all over my stomach. That’s just gross!
“Now, go get a damp wash cloth and clean up all this sticky sperm, and then I’ll suck your dick and get it hard again, so that you can fuck me the right way.”
As I got up from the bed, and headed for Mom’s private bathroom to go and get a warm, damp washcloth and bring it back to clean up the sperm mess that I had left on Jenny’s lower abdomen, I thought about how much I admired Jenny’s spunk, and her independent nature.
However, just like with my mother, Jenny’s unpredictability both impressed me and scared me at the same time, since I never knew what Jenny was going to say–or do–next.
“My bad. I was just teasing you, Carl,” Jenny admitted to me, as if to prove my point, while I was carefully wiping up all the little streamers of sperm off her lower abdomen, and her hairy pubic area just above her vulva.
And then she went on to explain to me, “Of course, I’m on The Pill. I wouldn’t let you fuck me, if I wasn’t. I’m not stupid, you know? I don’t want to risk having a kid at 18. But I still want a full load of your sperm in my pussy, as soon as you can get it up again, and put it there with that nice, big dick of yours.”
“Can I feel out your breasts?”
“Sure, Carl. If that’s what you want to do. I know they’re not very big, and they’re kind of weird-looking, but they’re all I’ve got,” Jenny explained, in a self-deprecating manner, which I found to be quite attractive.
“It is what I want to do. And I just love your cute little titties!” I honestly stated, as I placed the palm of my hand around Jenny’s small breast, and then gently squeezed the silver-dollar-size, drastically-protruding, dark-reddish, conical-shaped mound of flesh that was Jenny’s puffed-out nipple between my thumb and my fingers.
And that’s when I discovered that Mom had been right about Jenny’s breasts. Feeling out Jenny’s small, strange-looking breasts was quickly causing me to get another erection, especially once I began sucking on one of her super-puffed-out nipples. It felt like I had the breast-bud of a post-pubescent young girl in my mouth, instead the puffed-out nipple of a fully-grown 18-year-old woman.
And within a couple of minutes, I was mounting Jenny again, who was still lying on her back on top of the bed in a missionary-style position, so that I could begin fucking her for the second time that morning–except that this time, I intended to ejaculate my sperm deep inside Jenny’s vagina, with my dick-head pressed right up against her cervix, while I was fertilizing her.
“So what happened to me giving you a blowjob to get your dick hard again?” Jenny asked me.
“It wasn’t necessary after all. But that’s only because your awesome little titties did the trick for me. I don’t know why. They just turn me on like crazy! And by the way, Mom told me that your cute little titties turn her on too, just in case you were wondering.”
And that’s when I heard the sick-sounding, wimpy beeping of the horn of a Volkswagon Beetle car out in front of Mom’s house.
“Oh shit!” Jenny cried out, literally pushing me off the top of her. “That’s Greg. What the fuck is he doing here right now? He wasn’t supposed to pick me up until I called him first to let him know that I was ready to leave. God damn it! That really pisses me off!”
“So what are you gonna do?” I asked Jenny.
“Well, my brother thinks he can just crash our little party. And so that’s exactly what I’m gonna let him do. I’m gonna embarrass the hell out of him too. Because Greg has no idea that we’re having an orgy right here in your mother’s bedroom.”
Jenny quickly put on her panties and her T-shirt, and she went downstairs to open the front door and invite her older brother into Mom’s house, before bringing him up the stairs behind her, and leading him directly into Mom’s bedroom, which was feeling a little overcrowded now that there were five adults in the bedroom.