It was Saturday morning.
Jennifer knocked on the door of the bedroom where her kid sister, Chelsea, had spent the night with their friend, Scoot.
Since they had all seen each other naked and fucking the night before, Jennifer felt no great need for privacy and she opened the unlocked bedroom door. Scoot was taking up two-thirds of the sofa-bed with Chelsea curled up next to him, one arm on his chest. Chelsea's grapefruit-sized breast was visible but most of her and Scoot were covered by the sheet and blanket. They both began to stir at the sound of the intrusion.
"Come on you two," Jen said softly, "We don't want to waste the whole day sleeping. I made coffee and bought some bagels. We've got stuff to do today if you want to get up."
"Okay," Scoot said groggily, "Let me fuck Chelsea real quick and we'll get a shower and be right out."
"Great," Jennifer said, adding, "Don't fuck him too hard, Chelsea!"
That brought a smile to Chelsea, who hadn't fully opened her eyes yet. Chelsea had heard what her sister and Scoot said, though, and she loved the way that Scoot just announced that he was going to "fuck Chelsea real quick." She liked to think of herself as an independent young female but she had never been with a man as big and powerful as Scoot and she liked the ownership and control that he was imposing on her. Chelsea opened her eyes and lifted her head to give Scoot a kiss on the lips.
"Good morning, honey," Chelsea said before their lips met. Lying there, she studied Scoot's skin, deciding it was actually very dark brown in color, bordering on black. She thought about how much she had changed since yesterday. She wasn't interested in black guys then; today she's waking up in bed with one.
"Morning baby," Scoot uttered, accepting Chelsea's kiss, then saying, "I've got to take a piss before we fuck," as he tossed off the covers.
Chelsea said she had to go too as Scoot exited the bedroom, heading for the toilet next door. After Scoot finished taking a long leak he told Chelsea he'd be waiting for her and left the bathroom. Chelsea lowered the toilet seat and sat down to pee. She noticed that her pussy was a little crusty with dried cum. There wasn't much, considering, and she was happy to think that most of Scoot's sperm had been absorbed deep inside her. Chelsea wet a washcloth and quickly scrubbed her pussy and her crotch.
Chelsea then reached into her small overnight bag on the sink and took out her toothbrush and her pack of birth control pills. Ever since she started on oral contraceptives she made it a ritual to take her pill first thing in the morning. She opened the plastic container but paused before pushing out the next pill. She thought of how Jen had cautioned her to keep taking the pill, but the idea of having unprotected sex with Scoot was too wild and exciting to resist. She closed the pack without taking her daily dose and tossed it back in her bag.
In the back of her mind, Chelsea told herself that missing one pill wouldn't really put her at risk. But, actually, it was risky, given her specific prescription and her current hormonal cycle. If she were to miss a second pill pregnancy would be a distinct possibility.
Chelsea reentered the bedroom where Scoot was lying on his back, slowly stroking his increasingly rigid cock. In the morning sunlight it was apparent that his penis and scrotum were a shade darker than the rest of him. Chelsea grinned at the sight and said, "You're getting ready for me, sweetheart." Scoot turned to his side, extended his arms and lifted Chelsea off her feet and onto him.
"Suck my dick, baby, and let me see your pussy," Scoot instructed, moving her into a 69 position. As Chelsea began to kiss and lick his enlarging cock Scoot began to kiss and lick her pussy. Scoot intended to speed up the foreplay on this round, and his tongue action quickly had the desired effect on his teenaged partner.
"Mmmmm," Chelsea purred as she took Scoot into her mouth and felt her pussy responding to the stimulation. After a few minutes Chelsea started squirming and moaning louder. When Scoot's lips detected that Chelsea was wet and well lubricated with her own juices and his saliva he used his hands on her hips to turn her around and bring her pussy next to his now fully erect cock.
Chelsea looked down between her legs and using one hand, she poked Scoot's cock into her hole. She only had to push a little to properly impale herself.
"Oh baby, it feels better every time," Chelsea said loudly, "my pussy is getting all stretched out for you and it feels so fucking good!"
"It's not your pussy anymore," Scoot said, "It's my pussy now and it is getting better every time.
"It is your pussy, Darling," Chelsea shouted, "it's yours and I'm yours to fuck whenever and wherever you want!"
"I'm going to cum pretty quick," Scoot informed Chelsea, who was in the throes of an intense orgasm.
Panting and pumping Scoot's cock with her pussy, Chelsea sputtered, "Cum in me, honey. Shoot another load deep inside. I'm not on the pill and I want your baby. Make me pregnant!"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh," Scoot grunted as he came inside Chelsea with a large and potent load, stockpiled during his time asleep.
Chelsea rested herself on top of Scoot and gently kissed his lips and smiled. He rolled her over onto her back and placed his hand between her cute belly button and her now gaping pussy. He rubbed her belly and said, "this is where our little nigger baby is. With a little luck you and Jennifer will have matching baby bumps and you can both get big and round together." Scoot then slid his hand up to squeeze Chelsea's boob, saying, "Your tits will be beautiful when they're full."
"And you'll be my baby-daddy, sweetheart," Chelsea almost whispered.
"Well, Jennifer is going to come looking for us again, so we better get going," Scoot said as he nudged Chelsea to get off the bed.
"Let's get a shower," Scoot said as he took Chelsea by the hand and led her into the bathroom.
Under the hot running water, Scoot and Chelsea kissed repeatedly and each rubbed soap on the other. Chelsea loved having Scoot run his soapy hands all over her boobs and around her tight ass and slightly sore pussy. Scoot loved the way that Chelsea ran the bar of soap up and down his flaccid penis. Chelsea said, "Looks like it's coming back to life," as the cock responded to her touch by gradually gaining size.
Chelsea thought she was in for more intercourse in the shower, but Scoot abruptly turned the water off and said they needed to get going. Scoot then took a bath towel and dried Chelsea off, having fun by saying he was going to "get behind her ears" and needed to "shine up" her nipples as he playfully blotted her dripping wet body with the towel.
The naked couple then retreated to their bedroom to dress. Scoot put on the same clothes he wore yesterday, since he had nothing else. Chelsea chose a pair of Capri pants and a slightly low cut pink top that showed some cleavage when she wore her pushup bra with it. They went to the kitchen where Jennifer and Jamal were sitting at the table, having coffee and bagels.
"Good morning," Jen said, "I hope you slept well. It took us a while to doze off with all the noise you were making!"
Chelsea chuckled and said, "I heard some 'fuck me Jamal's' coming from your room too, or maybe I was just dreaming." They all laughed.
"This little bitch tuckered me out," Scoot said, squeezing Chelsea's butt cheek through her pants.
As Chelsea and Scoot joined them at the table Jennifer said she wanted to run by the mall and make another stop. Scoot said he needed to swing by his place to get some stuff, in case he was to spend another night with Chelsea.
"Get whatever you need, honey, but you and your cock will be spending tonight with me!" Chelsea said, leaning over to kiss Scoot's lips.
"You got any weed at your place?" Jamal asked Scoot.
"Oh, I got some real good shit," Scoot bragged. "Don't let me forget to grab it."
Chelsea was a bit apprehensive at hearing about the weed. She had never smoked before but knew she would be expected to partake when the others indulged, assuming her sister would be smoking along with the guys. Chelsea thought about saying that she was allergic to pot, but decided that excuse was too lame. She figured she would just have to go with the flow.
