Tyler Does Debbie

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Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft, Consensual, Romantic, Pregnancy, .

Desc: Erotic Sex Story: Mix beer, teens, hormones and privacy at a post prom party and you get... The oldest story in the world. How do Debbie Moore and Tyler Johnson handles the aftermath of their night of passions?

I stared across my bare chest, down across my abdomen to the tight six pack abs of my boyfriend Tyler Johnson, framed between my 34C breasts. The shaft of my beau's hard dick reappeared as he withdrew from my dripping, over stimulated pussy. He plunged it in again as I watched the glistening shaft of flesh disappear into my belly. Tyler's wonderful bare cock rippled across the folds inside me, causing a shudder to run down my spine.

"It's so nice without a rubber," Tyler grunted as his thighs slapped against mine and his pubic bone mashed into my clittie. Tyler wiggled his hips, eliciting a groan from me as he rubbed my love button again. "God, I love you, Deb."

"Mmmm..." I groaned. "I love you too, Ty." I wrapped my arms around Ty's smooth, well-tanned back as he hovered over me. He stared down into my eyes as he continued to piston his hard dick in and out of my belly. He leaned down and gave me a quick kiss. Ty's face, neck, upper chest and shoulders were slowly turning crimson as he got excited. He would be bright red by the time his big dick exploded inside me.

My eyes followed the trail of peach fuzz down his chest until it ended in a bush of dirty blond and very curly hair that crowned his cock. I watched his dick pull away and plunge into me again ... and again. God! It felt so good stretching my pussy.

Tyler was panting and letting out short moans. I bore down, willing the muscles in my pussy to grip and hold that wonderful dick of his inside me.

"Oooohhh ... Ooohhh God!" Tyler moaned. "So sweet ... Oooohhh ... sooooo sweet..."

My lover was nearing climax. His metronomic thrusts were losing their rhythm. "That's it, baby," I coached. "Keep fucking me ... It feels so wonderful." Tyler thrust hard into my body, slamming his crotch into mine. My clittie tingled.

"Ooooohhh..." Ty whined.

"Go ahead, baby," I urged. I felt Ty's dick swell as he planted it deep in my body. "Come in me, baby. I know you love it."

"Unhhh ... Unhhh ... unhhh..." Tyler grunted as he tried to burrow his cock deeper into me. I felt him pulse repeatedly in my belly as he tried to hammer his dick in deeper. I felt his hot liquid flooding me. "Oooohhh..." Ty moaned before collapsing on my chest.

I let my lover rest on me for a few seconds until I needed another breath. "Too heavy, sweetie," I explained as I rolled us on our sides. Tyler slid off and rolled against my side, still stunned by his violent climax. I rolled back onto my back and stared down again. My bump was clearly visible, if you knew to look for it.

Yes, Tyler had knocked me up. I am four months pregnant. At my last appointment, the OB confirmed that I am carrying our son. Tyler draped an arm across my enlarged belly and panted as he recovered his senses. I thought back to that fateful night four months ago.


Junior Prom Night. High school girls dream about how special that night will be. I was no different. Tyler and I had been dating a couple months before the prom, since our school's March dance. Tyler had danced with me half the night. I hoped he would ask me out. It took him most of the night to work up the courage to ask me for a date. We went out for pizza and a movie the following evening.

Tyler and I dated for a month, quickly getting to know each other well. He asked me to go steady with him over Easter vacation. I accepted immediately. What sophomore wouldn't want to be exclusive with a junior who was a star player on our high school soccer team? Tyler was kind, considerate and treated me like a queen. Most important – he didn't pressure me into anything. Over the first month we learned the fine art of making out. I let him play with my breasts – and found out how wonderful that can feel. It was so unlike my first steady boyfriend, that jerk, Jesse Taylor.

We reached another relationship milestone during our Easter vacation. We had three days off from school when my parents had to work. We took full advantage of my empty house to move our physical relationship along. We got completely naked as we made out on Wednesday, the first day of vacation. I let Tyler finger me on Thursday as we explored. Our experimenting culminated the following Monday, the day after Easter and our last day of vacation. Tyler and I gave each other our virginities.

The big event was awkward and too quick. I bled all over my sheets. Even so, I had no regrets. Tyler was considerate of my pain and very careful as he ripped my hymen. He wanted to stop when I cried out after he tore it. I wouldn't let him.

I insisted that Ty keep going as his dick invaded my too tight pussy. He pushed and pushed. Slowly he stretched my pussy until it could accommodate all six inches of his big tool. We clasped our naked bodies tightly together as I grew accustomed to the feeling of truly being a woman.

Tyler began pumping in and out slowly when I was adjusted to his girth. I wish I could say Tyler brought me off the first time. He didn't. My poor, inexperienced boyfriend lasted through about thirty seconds of thrusting before he blasted a load of come into his rubber.

I didn't mind. My best friend, Ashley Horner, had warned me that Ty wouldn't be great his first time. She had gone all the way with her boyfriend, Josh Fuller, six months earlier. Tyler and I got cleaned up afterward. We washed the sheets so my parents would not find out what we had been doing. After lunch the two of us tried again. Our second time fucking was much better than the first. Ty lasted longer. I was really beginning to enjoy it when Ty blasted his load into the rubber. My dutiful boyfriend used his fingers to give me a climax before we were finished for the afternoon.

Ty and I were hooked after that. We took every opportunity we could to screw. Practice did improve performance too. Ty lasted longer. We ALWAYS were careful. Tyler used a fresh condom every single time we made love. I was finishing tenth grade and Tyler was finishing eleventh. We didn't need the complications of a baby.

We celebrated May Day with my first vaginal orgasm. In my mind, Tyler was more than a boyfriend now. He was my lover. Tyler formally asked me to attend his junior prom with him in the afterglow of that wonderful orgasm.

My mom helped me shop for the perfect dress for my first prom. I was on pins and needles as I waited the Saturday of the prom for the night to arrive. Tyler arrived at few minutes before five o'clock that evening. Mom and Dad insisted on taking a million pictures before we were allowed to go.

"Take good care of Debbie," Dad commanded as Tyler helped me into his car.

"I always do, Mr. Moore," Tyler replied.

"Have fun, kids," Mom called as we pulled away.

We had to return to Tyler's house for more pictures. Ty's mom and dad absolutely insisted. We posed for more pictures in the Johnson's front lawn. Ty's younger sister, Megan, and brother, Ryan, came outside to watch too.

"Tyler and Debbie, sitting in a tree," Ryan sang. "K ... I ... S ... S ... I ... N ... G... , first came love, then came marriage, then came the BABY CARRIAGE!"

"Knock it off, brat!" Tyler growled to his thirteen year old brother.

"I'm just saying Debbie is hot," the kid replied defensively. Quieter, so his parents couldn't hear, he added, "I'd do her. That's for sure."

"Beat it, asshole!" Tyler snarled.

"Tyler, language!" Mrs. Johnson insisted. "Don't pick on your brother."

"I ... I..." Tyler began before throwing his hands up in disgust.

"I think you look very pretty, Deb," Megan said. "You look almost grown-up."

"Thank you," I replied. Megan was a grade behind me in school and had become almost like a sister in the two months since I started dating Tyler. Ryan ... well, he was Ty's pervy little thirteen year old brother who spied on us, tattled and was a pain in the ass.

Tyler drove us to the hotel outside Allentown where our prom was held. We met his best friend, Chris Fitzgerald, and Chris' girlfriend, Hailey Carlson, outside in the parking lot. The four of us headed inside. My best friend, Ashley Horner, and her boyfriend, Josh Fuller, were at our table with Andrew Roberts and Shannon Good. Andrew's parents were hosting our post-prom party. We got settled with Chris, Hailey, Ashley, Josh, Andrew and Shannon. Peter Simpson and Anna Griffin joined us a few minutes later, completing our table of good friends.

Everyone had a grand time, eating, dancing and enjoying the company of our friends. It was a great evening. We had fun but all my friends and I were ready to split when the prom shut down at 10:30 that evening.

We got to the Roberts' house a little before eleven o'clock. Andrew's parents had all kinds of snack food to satisfy our cravings – nachos, chips and dip, homemade cookies and more. We headed down to the big finished basement for our post-prom party. Our parents had conditioned our attending the party on it being properly chaperoned. I was slightly surprised when Andrew's parents checked on us at eleven thirty, collected everyone's car keys, told us to have fun and headed to bed.

"All right!" Andrew crowed when his parents left. "Now it's time for the real party." He recruited Tyler to help him bring a cooler down from the garage. They returned with a huge cooler.

"Dustin Featherman came through for me," Andrew boasted. "He got me a couple cases of Miller." This met with general approval of my friends and my boyfriend. None of us are goody two shoes, but forty-eight cans of beer split among ten people is almost five cans each. Holy Shit!

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