Family Garden Ch. 03
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Story Arc 2 – Chapter 3 – Spring Break
March 8, 2008 – 1 month later
The Galdren Home – 8:00 am
The smell of coffee tickled Jason’s nose and called to him to lift his heavy eyelids and wake up, but his bed was so warm and comfy that he refused. There was also the fact that a soft plump breast was pressing into his side while its sister was draped halfway across his chest. Those breasts were not alone though, they were accompanied by an arm thrown across his ribs, a hip that leaned into his waist, a thick muscular thigh that was stretched across his legs, and then there was the long ebony hair that seemed to float all around his face and smelled like licorice when it tickled his nose.
The only free part of his body capable of moving without disturbing the young curvy vixen laying across him was his left arm. As he stretched it out what he felt was a cool vacancy. Charlene was gone… Always the early bird, she must be the one up making coffee…
Heather shifted against his side, her breasts pressing even more firmly into him while her thigh and hip were in danger of making him need to urinate, ‘Oh fuck! He needed to piss so badly, but she felt so good against him…and she was so…warm!’
She snuggled closer and her softly rounded belly pressed into him…
It was confirmed, she took a pregnancy test Monday. Exactly 4 weeks after their fateful night on the fourth, and it was definitive; she was very pregnant, and going from her last period…already 7 weeks along. However, she was already showing like she was 14 weeks with a slight bulge pushing her lower belly out and into him. To say he was excited would be an understatement, to say he was scared shitless would be an even bigger one. Still, his baby girl was happy!
Too happy in some respects… She was still going to school, He and Charlene had managed to convince her that her life would still be better if she finished. Especially with less than 6 months left, so she was finishing her courses and going to get her diploma. However, he admonished her to keep her pregnancy on the downlow while she was still in school, but in her exuberance she told her friends and of course it didn’t stop there. By the end of the day the whole school knew Heather was pregnant. The following day he got a phone call from the Counselor requesting a meeting. That, of course, was a ton of fun.
They wanted to know if he knew who the father was, which he did. They encouraged him and Charlene to convence Heather to get an abortion, and when he informed them that was not going to happen they pulled her into a private meeting and tried to pressure her into it themselves, ‘For her sake of course’. It wasn’t until Charlene presented the Councilor, Principle and School Board with an affidavit from Gorden, Dole, and Smit declaring that they would be sued into nonexistence if they ever talked to Heather again without Jason of Charlene present. Or, if they tried to discipline or hinder her education in any manner due to her pregnancy and refusal of their council. He had to admit, it pleased him greatly seeing those nosy, busybody, socialist, administrators turn sheet white, apologize, and promise that there wouldn’t be anymore discussion of Heather’s pregnancy.
As for him, it had been a month since he lost his job and the economy was shit! Job hunting was completely fruitless. No one was hiring! However, Charlene’s job seemed to be taking off. She received a large tuition check that paid for her enrollment into the top Law School in the area, and received a bonus that was nearly as much as the both of them made in a year. It cleared all their debts except their mortgage. All told, things we’re going well for them despite his job loss and Heather’s school drama.
Heather whimpered into his chest, refusing to awaken when Charlene came in bearing gifts; 2 aromatic cups of coffee as she purred, “Rise and shine my sweet hearts!”
Jason cracked a sleep irritated eye and saw a beautiful taupe-brown, buck-ass naked woman with exoctic curves smiling down at him, and looking far too bright-eyed and bushy tailed for morning!
“Come on my Loves,” She called excitedly and held out coffee cups to Jason and Heather, “It’s time to get up, or we’ll miss our flight!”
“Oh shit!” He hissed, and tapped Heather’s shoulder rapidly encouraging her to rouse, “What time is it?”
“After 8,” Charlene answered cheerfully, “Flight leaves at 12, so up and at ’em!”
Heather growled and pulled Jason in tighter and curled her legs around his, refusing the call to awaken, but even she couldn’t hold out against the sweet aroma of coffee for long and soon she released her hold on him and sat up. Stretching out a hand blindly, Charlene grinned as she placed Heather’s cup in her hand. Jason already had his and took a long swig as Charlene pulled him out of bed, and drug him to the shower as Heather followed grumbling hatay escort the whole way…
Charlene turned the water on hot and stepped in as Jason followed with Heather right behind him. He smiled as Charlene’s taupe-brown F-cup breasts smashed into his chest as she stepped close to him while Heather’s significantly larger, already growing L-cup breasts were smashed into his back as she tried to stay warm until she was in the hot water too. He felt like he was living the Oreo joke, and his economy sized prick was waking up real fast to thump vigorously against Charlene’s immaculately groomed pubic mound and shaved labia…
“Mmm, lively this morning aren’t we,” She purred into his mouth as she lifted up on the balls of her feet and kissed him.
“Mmm-Hmm,” Jason hummed in response.
He didn’t bother with any other response as Charlene lifted her leg up and propped it up on the side of the bathtub. Sliding his arms around her waist, he grabbed generous handfuls of her ass as she tilted her hips forward and guided his dick to her soft pink labia. She pulled his hips aggressively and his head slipped inside the velvet embrace of her sheath as all of his 8 inches slid inside her while she grinned up at him…
The shower-head rained hot water down on them as he withdrew and slammed his dick inside his beautiful wife only to withdraw an inch or 2 and slam home again…
Charlene moaned prettily and wrapped her arms around Jason’s back and dug her nails into his skin as she kissed him, forcing her tongue into his mouth in time with his dick thrusting inside her…
As he sucked on Charlene’s tongue, Heather’s breasts slid down his back, over Charlene’s hands and disappeared. Disappointment at their vacancy was short-lived when her thumb pushed between his ass cheeks, found his anus, and pressed in until Heather was buried inside him to the knuckle. He almost came right then, and had to stop thrusting inside Charlene as he quaked with an impending orgasm!
Heather adjusted her thumb and pressed into his prostate while she rubbed the sensitive skin of his crotch just behind his scrotum and massaged his hard penile muscle with her fingers. Slapping the insides of his thighs with her free hand, she signalled for him to widen his stance so she could grab his scrotum and testicles and massage his testicular cord between her thumb and fingers…
He was vibrating when he began sawing in and out of Charlene again… His dick was swelling up… He was so engorged… He was going to blow his huge purple mushroom head off inside Charlene…literally…and, not in a good way!
Charlene could feel Jason swelling up inside her… He wasn’t getting longer, but he was becoming so much thicker! The flanges of his head were scraping her vaginal walls, and his stiff penile muscle was stretching and rubbing her so deliciously!
“Ah….,” She sighed exaltently as she climaxed suddenly as joy flooded her body and mind with warmth and lidded her eyes drunkenly.
Tightening down on the engorged root tickling her vagina, she milked him for every drop of cum in his balls… Tilting her hips she ground her clit into the base of his dick and pelvic bone… and suddenly he couldn’t hold out any longer! With a series of quick mini-thrusts he slammed inside, pressing himself as far in as he could, and gasped as his whole body seized at the peak of his thrust and it felt like his dick-head exploded as he shot both his testicles directly into Charlene’s uterus!
With his balls still in Heather’s hand, they tightened up and nearly sucked up into his body as he ejaculated rope after rope of cum until he nearly cried out when she slowly pulled his testes back down into her palm and squeezed them as she dug her thumb into his prostate…
“Oh shit! Fuck!” He groaned into Charlene’s hair as he finished blowing his load high inside her womb…
Slowly, pulling her thumb out of Jason’s ass, Heather stood up and pressed her breasts into her daddy’s back while he recovered. When he finally pulled out only one thin strand of cum still connected his dick to Charlene’s pussy. Looking down in mild surprise that he was still intact, he sighed, “Holy shit, I think I might have blown every sperm in my balls into you!”
“That’s fine,” She purred confidently, “You know that I will always take what you give me now, right?”
“Right,” He growled with a playful smile, as the last 3 weeks since their big fight came to mind. Since then she had been more than willing to let him fuck her pussy, she had been nearly feral to breed in every way possible, and every week she had been more and more aggressive, “Maybe I just knocked up my wife!”
“Maybe,” She answered with a secret smile and gave him a quick peck on the lips, “There is always a chance…” She purred before she grabbed the soap and rag and began washing herself as Jason turned to Heather who had already lifted her leg up on the edge of the tub, inviting him in and ığdır escort purred huskily, “My turn daddy!”
Charlene watched Jason slide his dick into Heather and slowly start fucking her while she tilted her hips forward and back to meet his thrusts. It was likely he wasn’t going to cum again after such an explosive orgasm inside her, but it didn’t matter, Heather was pregnant.
Squatting, she quickly fingered herself, trying to dig out Jason’s cum, but it was all so high inside her that nothing was coming out. This wasn’t the first time… ‘She would be fine,’ She thought to herself, as her finger slid across the smooth surface of her diaphragm as a memory of pulling her old one out of her vagina 2 weeks ago after a particularly raunchy evening with Randal at the Volton, and finding it torn straight down the middle.
Since she had been told she couldn’t use her new diaphragm, she had elected to use nothing for the rest of the month. The day-after pill had done its job, and she got her period on her usual cycle, the fifteenth and it ended on the seventeenth. So, as far as she knew she wasn’t pregnant… At least, she wasn’t then. She decided to not worry about it for the first week after her period, feeling it was safe to have unprotected sex so early after her monthly, but as the first week turned into the second and then the third… she had gotten progressively more nervous. Now that she thought about it, her period had actually ended 19 days ago…
‘Oh shit! Oh fuck! She had let Randal, Donald, Leon and all the men of the Volton fuck her for weeks during her most fertile time of her cycle and ovulation,’ She hyperventilated, panting heavily in fear, and was so thankful Jason and Heather were too preoccupied to see her!
Taking several quick deep breaths, she chanted in a whisper, ” I’ll be fine… I’m sure I’ll be fine…” As the memory of Randal and all the guys that fucked her at the Volton since the eighteenth danced in her mind. Even Leon had forced himself on her and fucked her a few times, and Donald had been fucking her almost everyday after and during work from the beginning. She had even told them she was completely off all birth control as they came inside her and it drove them all crazy, thinking they were knocking her up, “Why? Why had she done that?”
“Ha…,” Heather exhaled a long lusty sigh as she tightened down on her father, digging in her nails and tilting her pubic mound forward so Jason drove as deep inside as he could as she climaxed…
When they were finished, Jason washed Heather, Heather washed Jason, and Jason washed Charlene as she stood there under the faucet and worried as memories of so many unknown men’s dicks stretching her vagina out and cummig deep inside plagued her with doubt. When Heather and Jason left, she stayed in the shower only long enough to squat again and dig inside her vagina until she pulled out her good diaphragm and sighed in relief when Jason’s cum came dribbling out with it, and she took solace in the only thing she could control as she inspected it. It was still in reasonably good condition. The partners had been adamant about only one thing; she absolutely couldn’t get pregnant by Jason…
Stepping out of the shower she joined in as the next hour was spent in a frenzy of packing the last essential items in the bags, packing the bags in the car, and then heading to the airport…
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Panama City Beach, The Summit – 9:00 pm
“Oh my god I hate flying and airports,” Jason complained loudly as he let his bags drop near the couch of the thirteenth floor condo.
“I’m beat…and I’m starving,” Heather complained as she walked over to the slider and looked out at the night.
“Me too,” Charlene agreed adamantly.
It was 9 o’clock, they had spent all day in airports or flying or waiting on layovers, and they were all tired and hungry.
“Is there anywhere we can eat,” Heather whined as she turned away from the sliding door.
“I’m sure there is, but I’m not sure what is open or where to go,” She answered with a shake of her head, her long jet black hair shifting and shimmering in the condos jarring white light.
Heather growled and stomped her foot bouncing her bountiful breasts inside the emerald green halter top of her knee length summer dress. The dress was made with its own built in bra, so she only wore matching emerald thongs, and to complete her outfit, she wore cream colored over-the-knee wool socks and red leather low-top Vans.
Charlene, herself, wore a long sleeved, cream colored, wool sweater, mini-dress that reached her mid-thighs. It also seemed to be a dress size too small for her as it was stretched quite tightly around her 42 inch bust, 32 inch waist, and newly thickened 43 inch hips, buttocks, and thighs, all grown thicker since February and meeting with her sisters. Sable was still the smallest measuring 40-30-41, but Larissa was larger than her measuring 44-32-41, and still they were all three smaller ısparta escort than Gabriella and Porsche whose measurements were 46-32-42, but at least they were all close enough that their differences weren’t so glaring. Of course she attributed all of her new weight gain to healthy eating and the fact that she’s fucked 521 different men to date, and she was sure her hormones were completely out of whack. That was it…that was all of it…there wasn’t any…other reason for her weight gain and bust increase. After all, Sable and Larissa were gaining weight too…
Underneath her mini-sweater dress she wore only a small black lace Demi bra she bought at Victoria’s Secret. It had the desired effect of pushing her breasts up and nearly out of the low cut V-neck emphasizing her vastly increased bosom. She wore no panties, and to complete her outfit she wore thigh-high wool stockings with thigh-high red leather boots.
Jason was the most pragmatic by wearing blue jeans, square toed leather boots, a t-shirt and a long sleeved flannel, completed with a basic leather belt with an old turquoise, bear claw, and red coral buckle, “I know you’re hungry, but maybe we should all just go to bed and get an early breakfast in the morning,” He suggested mildly, not really liking the idea any more than his ladies.
Charlene and Heather were both disgruntled, and grumbled as they walked through the condo and picked out their room. Choosing the room at the far end of the condo from the entrance, everyone picked up their bags and unpacked their clothes into the drawers. It was just as they finished that they heard the doorknob jiggle and the door open…
“Can you believe that traffic on Front Beach Drive,” Chortled a young female voice amid a cacophony of jostling luggage.
“Why did we come here, instead of going to Hawaii,” a young male voice whined.
“Oh shut it Dean,” another young female voice chided, “You know you love coming to Florida…for the…girls!”
“You shush Julia,” Interrupted an older more dignified female voice, “It’s perfectly fine that you brother likes looking at the girls…as long as that is all he’s doing, right Donald?!”
“Right Dear,” Donald answered.
Smiling at Jason and Heather, Charlene waved for them to follow her as she led the way out of their room to watch and greet their Spring Break vacation hosts. The first she saw were the children as they all paused in shuffling into the condo and smiled at Charlene…and Heather. The young man’s smile was ravenous as he blatantly ogled Charlene first, and then Heather as she came around from behind her mother. Luckily, Jason being last out of the room, didn’t see the young man’s obvious disrobing of his wife and daughter with his eyes by the time he came up behind Charlene and slid his hands around her and Heather’s waists.
The kids took their luggage into their room and the introductions commenced; the young man was Dean. The youngest daughter was Julia. Then there was Shannon, and Jean…
Jean was the oldest and in college. She was also dressed the most conservatively in a blue sweater with a brown pencil skirt, cream fishnet stockings, and knee high leather boots. She had her mother’s heart-shaped face, a plump pouty rose bud mouth, a smaller turned up version of her nose, clear blue eyes with deep swirls of violet trimmed in thick strawberry lashes, elegantly arched strawberry eyebrows, porcelain skin, and short strawberry hair styled in a pompadour with bangs that fell to her chin.
Although she was 20, she had a childlike, 4 feet 6 inches tall and very petite, stature like her mother. She looked more like a little girl on the verge of her pubescence than an actual grown woman. Her sharp elfin features, and short slim body lent to a feeling like she just stepped out of a fantasy novel. Her breasts seemed no larger than ‘Bs’, her waist was undefinable under her sweater, and her hips were roughly 28 inches to Charlene’s experienced eye.
Shannon, the second child and 18, was as tall as her father, standing 6 feet tall and built like a Valkyrie! She sported long platinum blonde hair, glacial blue eyes, prominent cheekbones, a wide full mouth, a square chin, and beautiful dimples in her cheeks when she smiled. She wore a tight white tank top that showed the undercurves of a red Demi bra that pushed large G-cup breasts nearly out of her low cut tank-top that she either cut, or bought with all of the midriff cut away an inch below her bra. The whole thing showed off her 38 G-cup breasts, her 28 inch waist with tight 6-pack abdominals and cut obliques, and her broad 45 inch hips and bubble butt were encased in the tightest painted on low rise blue jeans ever seen. She completed her outfit with simple white sneakers.
Dean, though 16 was already over 6 feet tall and gangly and looked like his father but had his mother’s coloring with strawberry blonde hair, sea green eyes, a noble nose and an almost square superhero jaw and chin. The only thing that threw off his superhero image was that he wore his hair long to his chin making him look like a beach bum disguised as a grungy skateboarder, and to add even more confusion to his style he wore a sea foam green polo with a flipped collar and rolled short sleeves, khaki slacks, and Dockers with no socks.
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