**This is a 100% true story, as told to me by a friend of mine after it happened. The events unfolded the same way, the names have been changed to protect the innocent**
Logan Hartlay grew up in Dallas, TX and for the first seven years of his life, he lived with his father and grandparents in Highland Park, a suburb of the city that is known for its money. Highland Park residents are what are known as "Old Money". They have been rich for generations and will be rich for generations to come. Logan's grandparents were no different, living in a veritable mansion, servants, nannies (Logan had 3 growing up!), and they spoiled their only son, Erich, to no end, mostly due to several miscarriages early on in their marriage and doctors from all over the world telling them that a baby was not in their future, so, when Erich came along, as you can imagine, he was the toast of the family. As Erich got older, he developed a pretty wild streak, wasting no opportunity to rebel against his parents, and when he chose a girlfriend, she was no different.
Sadie was a girl from the wrong side of the tracks, so to speak. She was from a very poor family, and Erich's parents strongly disapproved of her. Strongly disapproved was an understatement. She did not have the right "blood-lines" they told Erich, and the more that they tried to stop him from seeing her, the more that he would sneak out for trysts with his teenaged lover.
For Sadie, Erich was a possible escape from what she thought was Hell. A drunken, jobless father, a mother who blatantly flaunted her infidelity, all living in a trailer on the outskirts of their town, which sat about 15 miles outside of Dallas.
Sadie learned early on that she had to use her sexuality in order to get what she wanted, and she certainly did not lack in the sexuality department. When she was just 13 years old, Sadie was a large C cup with a round ass and could get into bars and not get ID'd, she looked well over 21 when she applied make-up and wore her mother's slinkiest dresses, which she did quite often.
Fate brought them together during a high school football game, and at halftime of that game, not an hour after they had met, Sadie had Erich's virginity in her back pocket and he wrapped around her finger.
Sadie really began to worry Erich's parents as she began to exude very strange tendencies over the several months that they were together. She would call, then just hang up the phone, so much that they changed their phone number twice, she would drive her Dad's beat up old Buick by the house at all hours of the night and just park out front of their house for hours. The police were dispatched by his parents house many, many times in order to shoo her away, but that just made Erich try to be with her more and more. Then, the worst happened. Erich informed his parents that Sadie was pregnant.
Erich Hartlay's parents begged and pleaded for Sadie to get an abortion, to no avail. Sadie was 15, and Erich 16, and for their son to have a baby at his age was an affront to their posh lifestyle and haughty circle of friends. The baby, a healthy 7lb, 6oz boy, came in July, and Erich's parents paid for Sadie to have the baby out of town, sequestered in a small town where no one knew who they were. Then, the unthinkable happened. Sadie disappeared.
The nurses brought the bouncing baby, whom Erich and Sadie had named Logan, in for his morning feeding, and found an empty hospital bed. A search of the room found that she had taken whatever belongings that she had with her and was gone. Calls to her home found a disconnected phone, her family claimed to have not seen her back at their trailer. Sadie had just disappeared.
With the help of his parents, Erich raised Logan to be a fine young man. Erich completed school, graduated college and landed a high paying job with a consulting firm in Dallas. Erich also raised Logan with strong ideals.
Rebekkah became Logan's step-mom when he was 7 years old, and he loved her. She was the best thing to ever happen to both Erich and Logan. She filled the role of mother to Logan quite nicely, and when Logan became big brother to Andie when he was nine, Katie a year later and his little brother, Mackenzie (Mack) when he was twelve, Rebekkah never did change her attitude towards him, Logan called her "Mom" and meant it, and she referred to him as her son, and she meant that.
Logan got great grades in school and was a four sport letterman. While most of his friends in high school drove expensive imports to school and carried no-limit credit cards, Logan earned his money working at the local grocery store and although Dad provided a car for him, it wasn't a BMW or Mercedes like his buddies' cars, but that never bothered him, he and his Dad were best friends and he never lacked for anything, plus he knew that his Dad was looking out for him.
Probably the best and proudest moment of Erich Hartlay's life was when his oldest son accepted a full scholarship to the University of Texas, located in Austin, TX and then went on to graduate SMU School of Law. Logan graduated near the top of his class and there was a bidding war amongst law firms in order to get this hot-shot attorney in their fold. Logan joined a major law firm in Dallas and began practicing his specialty, Divorce.
The phone rang late in the evening and Logan got up to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hey, buddy," It was Logan's dad, "What are you doing?"
"Getting ready to hit the sack," Logan replied, "I've got a soccer game early tomorrow, and I worked far too many hours today!"
"Well, your Grammy brought over a letter for you that I think that you really need to see, can you come after your game tomorrow?"
"Dad, this is pretty lame attempt at getting me to your house," Logan exclaimed, "I told you that I don't want y'all doing anything special for my birthday tomorrow!"
"No, son," The tone in his voice told Logan that he was serious; "There really IS a letter for you, no return address, nothing. You'd think that it is top-secret government documents the way that Grammy is acting!"
Logan chuckled into the phone, his grandmother always steered herself to the melodramatic.
"Alright, old man," Logan sighed, "I'll be there tomorrow after the game."
"Great, Loge, do two things for me." Erich asked.
"Sure, Pops, what?"
"Your sisters and brother are really excited about your 26th birthday and have something special planned, so act surprised, and two, make sure that you bring over that new girl of yours!" Logan's father added the last bit of his sentence in a lecherous tone.
"Freakin' pervert!" Logan exclaimed, then his voice dropped to a whisper, "Dad, I'll make sure that she wears a really, really tight shirt!"
Logan hung up the phone to his father's roars of laughter.
"Who was that?" A voice from behind him came.
Logan turned to the voice. Melinda was the latest in a long line of girls that Logan brought through his loft apartment. The difference, Logan feared, was that he was really starting to like her, maybe even that dreaded "L" word! She and Logan had been together about three months and she practically lived with him, ever since he fell for her when she was hired by the firm in the corporate law department. Melinda also was an attorney, and an SMU Law grad. He loved the way that she looked, Melinda was 5'9" tall, weighed about 120lbs, long, straight blonde hair (the carpet matches the drapes), full, natural 'D's, with the most sensitive pink areolas capped by corn kernel size nipples that would send her into a frenzy just when Logan blew onto them. She was shaved, save for a blonde landing strip, and her frequent work-outs kept her stomach flat, and her body was just the right amount of muscular.
Logan whistled lustily as he took her in.
Melinda was leaning against the door to the bedroom, wearing her panties and one of Logan's dress shirts, open in the front to expose her round cleavage and flat stomach. Logan felt a twinge in his boxers as his cock leapt to life.
"Dad." Logan said. "He was telling me how he wanted to cover you in peanut butter and pretend that he was a cracker and scoop you all up!"
Melinda's left hand moved to her breast and she tweaked her exposed nipple while her right hand rubbed her pussy over the top of her panties.
"Does Daddy want to play with Me-lin-da?" She said in her most incredibly sexy pouty voice.
Logan stripped off his boxers and his thick; nine inch tool nearly hit him in the stomach. Hunter stands 6'2", and weighs in at 195lbs. Hard workouts in the gym five days a week, soccer four days a week and at least 30 miles a week of jogging makes him look like he was carved out of stone as every muscle in his body is clearly defined. Melinda drove Logan crazy and his cock throbbed in anticipation.
Melinda dropped the shirt that she was wearing, and slowly pulled her panties down, teasing Logan.
"Are you going to..come...here, loverboy?" Melinda cooed as her hands rubbed all over her body and through her hair. She slowly walked to him and gently pushed him down on the couch in the living room. Melinda grabbed Logan's hand and placed it on his own swollen cock.
"I love to watch you play with your self!" She whispered in his ear as she controlled the tempo of his masturbation. While Logan was slowly sliding his hand up and down his long shaft, Melinda padded to the stereo and turned it on, putting on a CD that she liked. Melinda turned back to Logan when she was satisfied with her selection and began a slow seductive dance, teasing him. She would grab his free hand and bring it to her breasts, then push it away. Melinda turned her back to him, and showed her fat pussy lips to him, but would scurry out of arms length when he would touch her. All of the while, Logan slowly stroked away at his massive cock.
Melinda then knelt between his legs and began to nibble on his thighs, and then lovingly lick his skin as she came closer and closer to his heavy balls. With her hand, Melinda moved his nut sack up and began to lick at his asshole, slowly at first, and then she plunged her tongue into his ass and wildly sucked at his sphincter ring. Melinda's hand replaced Logan's own on his cock and she increased the tempo of her masturbation of him. She leaned up and took his cock head into her mouth and ran her tongue around it. Logan groaned in ecstasy. He had been the recipient of thousands of blow-jobs, but this girl here was the absolute best that he had ever had, noisy, sloppy wet, just perfect.
Melinda tickled Logan's balls with her right hand, jacked him off with her left hand while sucking away at his cock with her gorgeous mouth. Not one inch of his cock wasn't dripping with her saliva and soon he began to feel the boiling in his balls. Melinda seemed to feel this herself and got up and straddled him, her back to him, and lowered herself onto him until her pussy engulfed his raging hard-on. Slowly she began to rock up and down, but very soon, she was raising herself until the head of his cock was nearly completely exposed and then she would ram down on his shaft until he was buried to the hilt in her dripping wet honey-hole.
Melinda ripped into a monster orgasm as she rode Logan cowboy style. Her shrieks were loud and he could not hold on much longer as Melinda ground down onto his meat-pole and gyrated her hips up and down and in circles. Logan gripped her hips and began thrusting into her in earnest as he felt his own load approaching the point of no return. Melinda timed it perfectly, and as he began to wail in ecstasy, she dismounted his huge penis and turned to him and choked down all but an inch or so of his rigid penis into her hungry mouth.
