Love Child Pt. 02

(All characters are aged 18 or older in all described scenarios. This is Part 2 of a three-part story. I would encourage you to go back and read from the beginning, but each part can be enjoyed independently.)

Kaitlyn Jones was a love child -- at least that was the story that was understood by her dad and her grandparents. Her mom had been in a relationship with her dad for several months when she got pregnant. So, they got married. They were lucky that they made a good couple, and the marriage worked in spite of a challenging start. Somehow, her parents finished college and Kaitlyn grew up in a loving household being raised by both of them. Kaitlyn could count months, however, and had figured out pretty early that she was likely the reason that her parents got married when they did. It had been preached to her during her entire life about not getting pregnant, so by the time she was eighteen, she had avoided the boys and all of that sperm that they all wanted to share so generously with her. But as a young adult, she was finding herself curious and ready to find out about the backseat mysteries that her friends all talked about so frequently -- without risking pregnancy of course.

Even the most carefully constructed cover stories usually have a weak link, and one day in her Human Physiology class, the house of cards came crashing down. The students were typing their own blood. Kaitlyn had gone with her folks while they donated at the Red Cross several times in the past and knew that her mom's blood was Type A and her dad's was Type O. She knew that biology dictated that hers would be one of those two as well and so waited patiently as the typing solution reacted to the droplet that she had squeezed from her finger. But to her surprise, the test indicated that Kaitlyn was Type B.

"I must have made a mistake," she thought as she reached for the lancet to prick her finger again. A few anxious moments later, Type B was still indicated, and Kaitlyn knew at that moment that the story of her parentage was a lie. Her entire body shook as she walked home from school that afternoon, and her mother saw in her daughter's eyes that something very traumatic had been experienced or learned that day. The two women sat down at the kitchen table with a couple cans of soda and Kaitlyn's findings were laid on the table. In silence, she waited as her mom decided how to tell her eighteen-year-old daughter the truth that she had kept hidden from everyone in their lives for nearly two decades.

"There was a party at one of the fraternities on campus right after finals week," she began. "I hadn't seen your dad for a couple of weeks and some girlfriends talked me into going with them. They figured that I needed to unwind a little after the end of the semester, and so I went. One thing led to the next, and... I cheated on your dad. Never told him." For the next several minutes, the two talked as adults rather than as mother/daughter. Her mom didn't elaborate too much on the details, but for the first time in nearly nineteen years, she spoke honestly to another human being about this very delicate subject.

Her parents had gone to different colleges, and it had been a couple of weeks since they had seen each other. Her dad had his finals a week later than her mom and so needed to stay on his campus to study. The girlfriends had convinced her to go with them to the frat house, despite her better judgement. As so often happens at parties like that one, a little too much alcohol and more than a few tokes on some fairly strong joints had curbed her inhibitions and elevated her desire for some adult fun. The combination of the stress of finals, the intoxicating substances, and that fact that she hadn't gotten laid for two weeks resulted in a very horny and uninhibited coed surrounded by wolves that circled her, waiting to pounce if they saw an opening. They did.

Before she really knew what was happening but just sober enough to give her full consent and to really mean it, she found herself naked on a bed somewhere in the fraternity house, welcoming the cocks of a line-up of frat boys as they took turns using her body as a living Fleshlight for their masturbatory satisfaction. She just wanted to get fucked and the guys lined up were more than willing to oblige. She had been, frankly, a little concerned that she was settling down with just one cock forever with her boyfriend and saw this as her last opportunity for a night of unbridled debauchery. She had heard about pulling a train, and for an hour or so, sucked and fucked whoever had the courage to enter that room, and welcomed their deposits wherever they wanted to put them.

Of course, she got pregnant.

A week later as she reunited with her boyfriend, she made sure to fuck him bareback several times over the weekend. She knew it was too late, but for her story to be believable, she needed for him to think that it was their wild weekend that had led to her pregnancy. She never told Kaitlyn's dad about the gangbang and so he naturally assumed that he was her father. And why not? He had no reason not to trust his girlfriend and so moved forward assuming that he was the one who had impregnated her and that he needed to do the honorable thing. Thankfully Kaitlyn looked like her mother. The ruse had worked!

"I never knew any of their names. I guess I wanted to go totally wild just once in my life." A tear ran down her cheek. "Your dad would never have understood, Kaitlyn, and I didn't want to lose him. He really is a good man, and he never deserved what I did. So, I kept it a secret all of these years. And now you know. I hope you don't feel that you need to tell him, but I guess I'll understand if you do. Besides, and most importantly Kaitlyn, I wouldn't have you if all of this hadn't happened! And your dad is your dad, even if his DNA didn't make you."

Once again, the room was quiet. Finally, Kaitlyn broke the silence and offered her mother some much-needed grace. "I won't tell him, Mom. And you're right. He'll always be my dad."

A long night was spent in the darkness of her bedroom, her eyes trained on the ceiling as she contemplated the information that she had learned earlier in the day. She thought about her dad and her mom, and the stresses that keeping such a huge secret can cause. The intensity of her mom's admonishment to her about not getting pregnant now made much more sense than it had just twenty-four hours earlier. But after all that, she found a certain intrigue knowing that her mother had enjoyed at least one wild night with a bunch of random guys, and she felt a growing wetness in her panties as she wondered what that had been like for her. By the time the sun was peeking over the eastern horizon, Kaitlyn had enjoyed three intense orgasms from her trusty vibrator as she fantasized about experiencing carnal pleasures of her own with several of the guys at school. It wasn't like her mom could really say anything about it now anyway. She was eighteen and those were her own decisions to make. But she wasn't going to get pregnant either, not because of what happened to her mom, but because she had other priorities planned for her life that a baby would make nearly impossible. She had been the 'good' girl for too long and was determined that it was now her turn to experience the fruit that had been so long forbidden.

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Logan Peterson had crushed on Kaitlyn for months and finally got up the nerve to ask her out. He knew that she really hadn't dated anyone before, but neither had he, so he hoped that meant that she wouldn't be comparing him to any of the other guys if they just happened to find themselves kissing. 'Please God, let there be kissing!'

Their first date was as awkward as it could be, but there were no serious fails and so a second date was scheduled for the following weekend. This time, there was a nervous tension between them that was palpable, and it seemed that both were ready for some sexual discovery as the evening turned to night.

"Can we go down by the lake before we go home?" Kaitlyn cooed demurely, confident that her meaning was clearly understood, and lucky Logan nearly got a speeding ticket as he hung a U-turn and sped toward the lake, anticipating that this might finally be his night. The car parked and the ignition off, Logan turned to his date, and, for the first time, his lips made intimate contact with those of a real girl, and he loved it! And she seemed to be enjoying it too! Soon their hands, arms, and legs were intertwining, and a myriad of pleasures were exposing themselves for the first time to the young couple.

Kaitlyn was ready for more. As their hands wandered, Logan found her sensitive breasts and soon had her blouse open and her tits exposed to the air, his hands gently but awkwardly discovering what real breasts felt like as he rolled her nipples between his fingers and felt the softness of her orbs. He was in Heaven! As he fondled her, Kaitlyn let her hand drift to the front of his pants, feeling his hard erection just a couple of layers of clothing away. Logan tensed at her touch, moaning as their tongues explored each other's, and thrusted his hips involuntarily toward her hand, encouraging her to continue. Kaitlyn felt exhilarated that she was making him so horny! A more experienced girlfriend had told her that guys liked to have their cocks rubbed, and that if she kept going, he would probably cum in his pants for her.

So, she did, more and more aggressively, hearing his breathing becoming more labored. Suddenly, she felt his body start to shake and then it happened. Logan's body jerked and his face contorted as Kaitlyn's hand brought him to his first orgasm by a girl and she felt a pulsing sensation and warmth developing against her hand as he unloaded his cum into his underwear. Kaitlyn felt a sense of pride in herself for what she had just made happen and knew at that moment that his would be just the first of many cocks that she intended to explore! Once he had cum, however, their make-out session was abruptly over, and sadly for her, Kaitlyn went home frustrated, grateful for the vibrator that she kept under her mattress. The jerk ended up telling his buddies about it too, and that was the last time that he received any attention from her -- sexual or otherwise.

But word was out, and Kaitlyn's social calendar filled up quickly. She really wasn't that interested in establishing a relationship, but she was very interested in furthering her sexual education with as many guys as she possibly could, within her strict virginity limits of course. Some of the guys were shy, most were bold. All wanted to feel her up, and a few boldly fingered her pussy through her panties, hoping that she would quickly return the favor. It felt good for her, of course, but their goal was clearly all about getting their rocks off, and Kaitlyn was starting to get more than a little frustrated that none of them seemed to care at all if she came as well.

She decided that if that was going to happen, it was going to be up to her. Her more experienced girlfriend had told her about dry-humping, and that it was a way for her to get off too at the same time that she got the guy off. One night at the end of a date, Kaitlyn straddled the guy's lap while they made out, feeling his hardness between them pressed tightly against her pussy. Kaitlyn felt her tingle growing more intense as she ground her pussy against his cock while they passionately kissed and his hands tweaked her erect nipples. She knew the signs in her body and this time it was HER breathing that was becoming more rapid, HER muscles that were starting to quiver, HER legs and abdomen that were tightening. Then -- pleasure! Kaitlyn's head exploded with her first orgasmic release with a guy! She was both scared and excited as she lost control! He was just moments behind her, and she soon felt his cock pulsing against her pussy as he also came in his pants.

Kaitlyn was hooked, and it was time to further her education!

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Jackson Porter was the luckiest bastard in the Senior Class! He just happened to be the next guy to ask her out, and had no idea that Kaitlyn was on a mission. The two decided to spend their day having a picnic and swimming down at the lake, and found a somewhat secluded piece of shoreline where they could be alone and get to know each other better. Kaitlyn knew she looked great in her tiny bikini, her taut little body barely concealed from him as they played in the water. Of course, Jackson noticed, and his mind went to where every young hetero male's mind would naturally go when he looked at her, and his youthful body responded just as one would expect it to. When Kaitlyn saw his erection straining against the front of his swimsuit, she decided that it was time for her to see what a penis looked and felt like unshielded by clothing. Moving toward him in the shallow water, Kaitlyn allowed her barely covered breasts to press against his chest as her hand stroked the front of his suit. "Let's move to the blanket, okay?" she purred, never releasing her grip from his cock. Jackson didn't have to be asked twice, and the couple exited the water and lay down together, what, or who, was about to come well understood by both.

Kaitlyn took command and straddled Jackson, their swimsuits being the only thing separating her pussy from his erection. Jackson's hands released her tits from their constraints as she ground herself along his shaft. But this time, Kaitlyn wanted to see and feel more. Her hands released his drawstring and, pausing only long enough for him to indicate that it was okay, pulled his suit open and down his legs, his shaft now glistening in the sunshine. For a few moments she just stared at it, noticing every protruding vein, the color of his skin, the shape of his testicles, and the smooth tip that leaked a drop of pre-cum before her. Her grip encircled him, and she started to slowly stroke -- up and down, up and down on his shaft. Jackson's right hand moved to her bikini bottom, untying one side and letting it fall away as his fingers moved to explore her delicate folds. Jackson had made out with a lot of girls and knew what he would find, but every pussy is different, and Kaitlyn's was beautiful to see and to touch.

"I wanna see it happen. Will you cum for me Jackson?" she pleaded, knowing full well what his answer would be. She stroked him faster, making her hand somewhat of a surrogate pussy. Jackson's body began to involuntarily spasm for her, and she knew that he was getting close. "Tell me when, okay?" she begged, the pace of her pumping quickening even more.

"I'm gonna cum!" he cried moments later as his back arched. Kaitlyn watched in amazement as streams spurted from his cock onto his chest and tight abdomen. Guys' orgasms were a lot messier than she realized! Finally, Jackson grabbed her hand, indicating that he couldn't handle any more stimulation from her, and Kaitlyn fell down alongside him on the blanket, her exposed nipples pointing at the clear blue sky. "Wow, Kaitlyn! That was awesome!" he offered, as she ran her fingers through the sticky mess. And that was it. Jackson didn't offer to return the favor and simply got up and walked back to the lake to clean off, leaving his half-naked and very frustrated date on the blanket. It would be another night with her vibrator, but this time, she knew a lot more about what a cock looked like and what she could make it do. Her mind now had a lot more to fantasize about while she got herself off. Kaitlyn's repertoire was expanded, and she would be using her newfound skills as she handled a lot more cocks over the coming weeks.

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Caleb Moore would be the recipient of her first blow job. She didn't really plan to do it that night, but it just kind of happened. Caleb loved eating pussy, and as their date moved ahead to its inevitable conclusion, his tongue followed his fingers and suddenly Kaitlyn realized that all the hype that she had heard about oral sex was actually understated. Pulling her panties to the side, his tongue traced her delicate folds, spreading her fluids around as he finally settled onto her sensitive nub. He knew what to do for her, and as her abdomen spasmed before him uncontrollably, her trip up the mountain happened quickly. Higher and higher she climbed, the sexual tension in her body reaching an almost unbearable level. Finally, mercifully, release came for her, and Kaitlyn screamed in pleasure as wave after wave of orgasm washed through her, her legs and arms flailing as her fluids coated his face and tongue! She loved her vibrator, but this was so much better, and Caleb seemed to be enjoying it too! She had always been very self-conscious about how she would smell and taste and never really understood how any guy would ever want to have his face down there. But she had let him and was rewarded with an orgasm more intense than any she had given to herself in the privacy of her own room.

After a few moments of rest, it was Caleb's turn, and Kaitlyn was ready to give more as well. She didn't really know what she was doing but had watched enough porn to at least have some idea, and she certainly knew how to make a guy cum with her hand. How hard could it be? Caleb's cock was average in size and so fit nicely into her mouth. So, Kaitlyn licked. Kaitlyn sucked. Kaitlyn stroked. And after just a couple of minutes, Kaitlyn was rewarded as Caleb pulled her head toward him and deposited his load into her mouth, his cock visibly pulsing as each spurt was delivered. When he was done, his grip softened and now Kaitlyn was faced with the decision that nearly all hetero women face at some point in their sexual journeys. He had unselfishly made her cum with his tongue, and had shown no reservations about tasting HER fluids, so with a look of appreciation for the climax that he had first given to her, she swallowed. Every drop. It was the first but far from the last cum that she would swallow in her life, and the appreciative look on his face confirmed that she had made the right decision as she laid her head on his shoulder in a moment of afterglow.

This date had been a pretty good one with a great ending! But Caleb really wasn't her type and there was no way that she wanted to start an actual relationship with him. Besides, there were so many cocks left for her to experience before she settled down with just one!

Without exception, every one of the guys that she would go out with in the future would want for her to give them head. But only some of them would be willing to reciprocate. For many of those that would, though, their selfish motivations were fairly obvious to her. An even smaller group would actually try to please her with their tongues but just wouldn't get it right or wouldn't keep going long enough for her to get there. Then there were those fairly rare guys -- and Caleb had certainly been one -- who actually wanted to give, really cared that she came, and knew how to make it happen for her. They were the ones that she would remember fondly throughout her life and who would get the very best from her in return. Caleb had taken Kaitlyn to a new place sexually. Any future guy who was at least willing to go down on her for a while would almost be guaranteed a blow job at the end of their date, regardless of whether or not he was successful in getting her off. Soon, word got around that this was a girl who liked to be eaten out and who was more than willing to reward a guy for his efforts. For the guys who, for some reason, wouldn't give oral to her, a good hand job would still usually end the evening for them as her "good night kiss." Kaitlyn's dating life became very, very busy.

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But in spite of being the sure thing for a great date, Kaitlyn remained a 'good' girl. Everything was on the table for her short of fucking. She was determined to save that for marriage for fear of getting pregnant like her mom had. But she had no reservations about doing everything else to satisfy the boys. She justified it all as being what normal people do when they go out on dates. She was a 'good' girl. A very 'good' girl! A date with Kaitlyn was almost a sure bet for a guy to get his rocks off before the night was over, and they all wanted their chance.

For her mom, however, the amount of attention that her daughter was getting from the boys was clearly a concern, and she worried that Kaitlyn was more like her than she had hoped. One night, as a disheveled Kaitlyn arrived home from yet another make-out session, she found her mom waiting up for her in the living room.

"I think you need to get your moral code re-tuned, young lady. I signed you up for a church retreat this coming weekend. Cancel whatever plans you have. You're going, and there will be no further discussion. Good night."

Little did her mom know...

(To be continued soon: Love Child Pt 03 -- A young couple discovers each other)