My wife and I had another of our legendary fights and decided to go to a hotel for the night and just relax. The employee looked at me a little weird when I went to check at 9:00 and I didn’t have any documents. I explained the fight with my wife and how I left my wallet at home and the story of my emergency money supply in the car and, with a tip of $100, I soon had a room without questions with double queens.

After leaving my bag, I went to the restaurant and took a quick bite. I had a rum and a cola with dinner that I didn’t even touch, so I took her to my room and sat her on my bedside table for a hair. I was wise enough to grab my trunks so I changed and then I went to the pool to get in a few turns and maybe a hot bath before calling it a night.

I entered my mandatory twenty laps that I always do when in a hotel and then I went out of cold water and stuffed to the whirlpool. I guess it was only after 23:00 at that point so I was a little surprised to see a girl obviously teenager alone in the hot tub at that time. We had a little chat and she started talking about her college debate team and her roommate “buglio” who was fucking at that time while my hot tub buddy was getting up in the hot tub.

Do you know how a stupid idea sometimes escapes your mouth before your mind arrives? Yeah, well, I invited the girl in my room to use the extra bed because obviously she couldn’t stay out all night with the pool she was preparing to close. I think I’ve thought of my daughter sitting in a hot tub in an hour like this with a bigger man next to who might want to.. .

I was about to reconsider my offer when you accepted me. She was coming out of the tub saying something about a wake up and all I could see was her amazing body. She was tall and thin, the spitting image of my wife’s willow was when I met her. She just let me in and I had to stop thinking about what I was starting to think.

We went back to the room and told her to take a shower and put out one of the clothes for her to wear. Its small bikini was rinseed quickly and I set it to dry on the heater. I sipped on my drink and saw a show on the history channel. When she went out of the shower she dried her hair and could not be seen in the robe and probably it was a good thing. I went into my shower and, like I did in the bathroom, I hoped the girl wouldn’t steal my money and run away on me.

When I left the shower, I immediately noticed my drink was gone! That little sprite had lowered a double shot of 151 rum with that drink! I knew he felt pretty fast. Before leaving the bathroom, I put a condom in the dress pocket, hoping maybe.. .

I sat next to her and I switched off the meaning of the TV to give the suggestion to go to bed and we just started talking and began to understand that she was sipping me. I asked her about her roommate and if she was envious about what was going on in her room and she told me she was a virgin (yes, right, I thought) and she was afraid to get pregnant. I forget what else I had to say but it went well.

You have some other comment about the guys that aren’t in you and I said, “Really. You have a nice body. If I had your age, I’d stay on you. "

I couldn’t believe I said it and I expected it to run away, but she sat there and my stupid mouth added: “It’s really nice how your blush goes to your neck and shoulders.”

I don’t know what pushed me to do it, but I touched the naked shoulder like I said. Suddenly I knew I had to have her and my hands kept doing their things and started massaging her like I do with my wife when I want to fuck.

I sat behind her and kissed her neck and saw that goosebumps opened up on her. I knew it was mine now. I also thought that my drink had put down his resistance and judgment a little so when I went to lay down she did not complain. I pulled the robe down as proof and couldn’t resist the least. His nipples and they responded quite positively. I pulled the condom out of my pocket and put it on the table next to the bed and saw me do this.

He said: “We won’t need it.”

I answered: “I know. I’ll let you know it’s there. "

I laid the beck behind her and pulled her snug to me and reached around where I could feel her breast pert. My other hand turned around and slowly pushed his robe open until the front of his body was naked to my touch.

I pulled his robe open and pulled him off his shoulder and down his body where he was stuffed between us over there. My dress was already off and didn’t seem to notice when my dick rubbed against the velvety skin of his spine. I went for her pussy and she didn’t resist when my finger slipped between her lips and started working on her dew. Soon she relaxed even more and when I hit her clitoris she just melted in my arms.

When she spread her legs a little I slipped my dick between them and twisted her pussy with it.

She immediately but reluctantly said: “No!”

I said: “Look, rub. Until you do, you won’t go anywhere. "

Alcohol and sex addled girl accepted this nonsense and kept my dick up against her body and set to humping her as she tried to get my cock’s head to kiss her all-important clit.

He shitted my dick hitting her, and I said, “Of course. It’s still dry. You have to wet it. Rub it like I did with my fingers. "

Oh, God. He did it and I had to stop wanting to squeeze my tits and bang my dick on her then and there! He was caressing me and I knew I was going to cum if he didn’t stop so I said “here, try this. Rub my tree over there, and that’ll feel better for both of us. "

Good. This calmed me down and it also seemed to excite her even more. I hit her while she started fucking me and we were getting each other. Once I heard my head earn a purchase in her pussy and then she walked away. But he complained to me and I thought I’d take it as encouragement. I banged her head in her pussy a couple more times and liked how she hit her back at me. He was giving me what I call the “Fuck Me” signal and I began to progress our little bump and grind into making love.

I got up a little bit and took my dick’s head in her and I didn’t get it out. He gave a very satisfied twin and pushed me back for more. It was not long before she felt her hymns and the realization that she really was a virgin was too much for me. I kept her hips and slowly pushed me into her body and felt her hymen surrender to me.

A couple more shots and I found myself in her. She seemed to have her attention and she silently reached for the condom and tried to put it in her hand. I pulled her out of her, and then I pushed again. She woke up. I walked around and started rubbing her while we were fucking.

He continued with the stupid condom. I took it from her and threw it down. This was the best pussy I’ve had for years and I wouldn’t have stopped. Frankly, the thought of impregnating his taut belly lit me.

He surrendered and began to take her as God wanted. It just seemed to melt while her sperm began to rise and then she just shredded and I knew she was cumming! Man, I knew I had to take it completely, so I pulled it out and rolled it on my back and got in my legs and mounted it. I just fucked her until I came and filled her pussy with her first baby batter load.

Suddenly it made sense mixed again in her and shared her worries to get pregnant. I just told old trusted lies not to get pregnant the first time and everything. She was still nervous and uncertain and I decided to comfort her and when I saw that there was some blood from sex I went and took a hot cloth and cleaned it up. She liked attention, I could see. I relaxed next to her and we pampered a little bit and then I wanted her again. I didn’t wait for the ceremony this time and I did it in my legs. This second time I saw she wasn’t involved, but I wanted what I wanted. I kept myself deep in her pussy this time when I came and felt like a conquest of sort as she gasped with every impulse of my sperm in her cervix.

At that point, it was about three, and she kissed me goodbye after she went back to her bikini and then she left.

A quick shower and 20 minutes later, so I was. I realized that if she suddenly realized she could call the police on me, so I took advantage of my hotel reservation without name and traced home.

I slept on the couch the rest of the night and thought about that girl I fucked in femininity. Would you have my baby, I wondered? Would I be if you knew?

In any case it was a couple of weeks later, when my 19-year-old daughter drew me to chaperone a group of her friends for a summer camping thing of a month at a certain lake. It would be me, my daughter, and seven of her teenage girlfriends for a month of hard work that fixes paths and cabins in a remote forest.

First I said no and then slow thinking of being the only male with seven females available and mature. My daughter told me I was the best father in the world when I said yes.

In a way, he was right. It was my sincere intention to be a father again and again and again.