Jessica's Story
Copyright© 2014 by TheBatofGotham
Chapter 7
Sex Story: Chapter 7 - A young girl named Jessica moves to a small town after she and her mother left a bad situation. Feeling nervous being left by her mother who is traveling to Europe for business Jessica meets Paul and his father.
Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Group Sex Pregnancy
I had just asked my boyfriend how many of his girlfriends before me, his father has had sex with and without hesitation he replied, "Not all, but it was more than I would like to admit. I would say more than half. Only a few were freaked out enough to run off instead of having sex with both of us." Paul embraced me and added, "But I can't let him do that with you. I care too much."
With my head nestled against his shoulder, I whispered, "But what if I agree to do it with him?"
He quickly moved us apart he still had his hands on my shoulders as he looked shocked then mad.
I needed to say what was on my mind so when he was about to say something I interrupted him and said, "Look. It's the only way he will let us stay together. I love you so much. More than I've ever cared about anything in my life." I paused and looked at him, "It is the only way we'll be able to stay together isn't it?"
Paul nodded his head and said, "I think so, at least for a while. We could stay away from one another for a while. Then eventually we could try to talk him into letting us see each other again. I'll be risky. But after what you went through with your Mother's ex-husband, I couldn't let you go through with my dad forcing you to do it with us."
"I couldn't be separated from you for ... Wait that was the second time you said with us? What do you mean by that? Do you mean your dad would have me have sex with the both of you at the same time or separately?" I said very confused.
"I would say that if he did it like normal it would be both actually. Although it's mostly with the both of us. He's kind of weird like that." Paul told me with a straight face.
I swallowed deeply. I had been hoping that he would tell me that this was some sick joke. But unfortunately, it wasn't. We sat out there for a little while longer before we both agreed to what we had to do to stay together.
We went back into the house and found Kyle in the living room. He saw us and was smiling. That smile only flickered for the briefest of seconds. My nerves started to flare again, and something inside me was telling me to turn around and run away. Maybe I could figure some way to manipulate the transporter to transport me to my mother. I didn't really want to fly because flying made me nervous. I know when Paul suggested it; I was happy but not at the moment. But then I looked into Paul's eyes and softly enough so only Paul could hear I said, "Curse your beautiful eyes."
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