Nappies and Bills
Copyright© 2025 by Mr Anton Pipe
3. Regret
Fiction Sex Story: 3. Regret - Two years on Molly and Dan have a Baby who needs weening and the birth pains of other grander changes are all around them in the world. When it comes to sex crazed teenagers however. The more things change, the more things stay the same. (This story follows on from 'The Supremacy of Miss Molly May Everard'. You'll need to read that first to follow this one.)
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft Fa/Fa Teenagers Consensual Reluctant Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Post Apocalypse Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching Incest Mother Brother Sister Group Sex Exhibitionism First Food Lactation Massage Oral Sex Pregnancy Water Sports
Stephanie screamed and curled into a foetal ball. A couple of the more level headed guys from the soccer team wrapped her in towels and carried her out of the boys locker room, into the girls, where at least she wouldn’t have the whole of the Rogers team gawking at her. They left her in the care of the two seniors who’d immediately challenged their barging in. Adam came tailing after them, soaking wet, naked, confused, limp dicked and apologetic. He was soon sat on a bench by himself under the baleful eyes of four girls while Mrs Baxter was summoned. Stephanie was inside the small office area and they wouldn’t let him anywhere near her. He could hear her crying though. They’d been fucking in the shower and things had got pretty wild. Out of hand wild to be honest and then twenty two lads, half of them from Rogers, had suddenly been right there, most of them staring open mouthed. Had he passed out, had Stephanie? Why hadn’t they noticed them coming in?
Molly shushed the near hysterical attempts to tell her what had happened, that carried more than a hint of the suspicion of rape, turfed the two guardians who were inside the gym office out and firmly shut the door. She checked Stephanie over without touching her. Her head practically between her knees and sobbing to herself she was soaked from head to toe in sweat, piss and cum. Hers and his. She looked to have had the fucking of a lifetime. Molly sat down next to her, resisting the urge to provide a comforting arm.
“I’m guessing you probably don’t want to talk about it and I’m not going to make you. I only need to know if Adam hurt you and if he forced you.” Stephanie shook her head, spraying Molly with piss and fuck goo.
“No.”, she sobbed. “It wasn’t like that.”
“I guess coming around to find twenty boys staring at you was a bit of a shock.” Molly got up before Stephanie could answer and put her head out through the door.
“Adam. Where are your clothes?”
“They’re mostly in the hallway outside and some in the boys locker room on the floor I think.” The hesitant answer came back.
Stephanie wanted to call out and Stephanie wanted to be sick. Adam was right there and this was his fault. Even though he hadn’t forced her or anything like that. How could they have? How could he have done those things to her. It was worse that she had done them too and felt guilty.
“Find a towel then and, as soon as you’re covered, go straight up to my room, shower and wait for me there. Latch the door, don’t speak to anyone else.”
A mumbled,
“Thank you Mrs. Baxter,”
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