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Hot Blood (a story in progress) by Pantinghot (Mfff, mf, Mm, MmM, inc,
pedo, impreg)
Copyright 2000 by Pantinghot. All rights reserved.
My first day on the island off the east coast of Mexico I chanced on a
scene that was the hottest thing I'd ever witnessed in my life. The girl
couldn't have been more than eleven or twelve, but it was evident that the
infant boy to whom she was giving suck with such manifest pleasure to
herself and the child, three or four months old, at most, was her own.
And who else's, I wondered, and how had she managed to become a mother
at such a young age. When the boy was done sucking, I walked over as
naturally as I could and started playing with the baby, and naturally, it
spit up all over me. The young mother, whose name, I discovered, was Ceci,
short for Cecilia, laughed and threw the baby over her shoulder; at the
same time, her breasts fell free of the loose halter she was wearing.
I stood transfixed. Pressed against his mother's breast, the boy was
getting a little hard on. And I was getting an erection, too, but it
wasn't little. Ceci laughed when she noticed my predicament. "Do you
always get excited when you see a girl's breasts?" she asked in Spanish.
She put the contented, now sleeping, baby down beside her and reached
for the waistband of my bathing suit. Before I could say a word, she
pulled my bathing suit open and swallowed my rigid six and a half inch
average width cock. It had begun to get dark. She pulled her shorts down
and knelt in front of me, exposing her cunt to view. I leaned forward to
get a closer view, and licked. She went into ecstacy when I nibbled her
clitoris. "Fuck me, fuck me!" she demanded in the coarsest Spanish,
pulling me up so my cock was at the opening of her sweet cunt.
I plunged my dick into that hot hole of hers, and as it disappeared I
felt as if she were siphoning the cum right out of me--by the time I was
fully in her, I had filled her with my gism. "Damn," she cursed in
Spanish. "You're going to knock me up again, and you didn't even stay hard
long enough to give me any pleasure! Suck my cunt again." I licked,
sucked, and stroked her to five orgasms when she asked me to fuck her
again. Once again, I had my usual premature orgasm--it had cost me, still
single at twenty-eight, more than a few girlfriends up to now, and I was
truly pissed at my self for letting it come between me and this Mexican
cutie.
"Damn it," she exclaimed. "You stupid prick, emptying your babymaking
gism into my cunt without even making me cum once. What the hell kind of
husband are you going to make? Because I'm telling you, if you knock me
up, I'm going to make you marry me, you faggot gringo!" I was too taken
aback by her words to tell her that I was sterile and could not possibly
get her pregnant.
Surprisingly, when I saw her and the baby in the same place the next
day, she gestured for me to follow them. She led me to a secluded inlet
with a beach just big enough for making love. She told me she had a
solution to the problem we'd had the day before and sucked me until I came.
Then she continued to suck me until I was hard again, and immediately
pushed her cunt onto it. This time I lasted quite a while before dumping
my juices into her hot cunt. "Puta madre," she said, "don't you have
enough sense to pull out before you make another baby in me?" but she
started coming, and st rangely, I was able to come again right away. She
cursed at me some more. I thought about telling her she had nothing to
worry about, but was beginning to enjoy the game of impregnating her under
protest, as it were, too much to stop.
We played every day after that, for the full three weeks of my vacation.
However, on the next to the last day, she announced that her period was a
week late. I told her it was probably just because she was so nervous
about getting pregnant, but I still didn't tell her the whole story. She
insisted that we go to the farmacia and get a pregnancy test. Then she
insisted that we go to her house to do the test. When we came in her
brother, Eusebio, about sixteen, was there. Ceci told him right out that
she thought she was pregnant again and that I had done it. I was, of
course, confiden t that the test would prove negative and that Ceci would
calm down. Imagine my surprise when the test was positive!
Eusebio, who had insisted on reading the results himself, yelled, "Papi,
papi, come quickly; the stupid bitch puta has gone and gotten herself
knocked up again, but at least this time, she caught a rich gringo instead
of a firewood-gathering Mexican."
In the silence there was only the sound of a squeaking mattress
somewhere, a yell of orgasmic pleasure, and then the sound of feet running.
A squat, wide-set, but solid man in full erection, and I could see, a lot
bigger one than mine, Ceci's father, Don Alberto, appeared in the door
trailing a sheet. Behind him trailed a naked fifteen-year-old girl who I
later learned was Ceci's older sister, Rosalia, her cunt dripping her own
juices mingled with pearls of cum. Her belly in profile resembled a
watermelon, so I suspected that Ceci was not the only one in the family in
a family way a nd marveled at Don Alberto's brazenness.
"So you couldn't obey me, you little puta, and now you're knocked up
again." He slapped her across the mouth, knocking her off balance so that
she fell into me. He addressed me. "You know what we do to men who knock
up little girls here in these parts, don't you? I'm one of the
representatives here on this island, and I can see that you spend the rest
of your life in jail."
I was beginning to get worried, and thought it was time to explain that
I couldn't be the father of the child and to ask for DNA testing. However,
the older man, his erection only slowly subsiding, continued. "There's
only one way you're going to stay out of jail, you child molester, and
that's if you marry my daughter and raise her son as well as the new baby
and the one's you're sure to have after, because I see my daughter likes to
fuck like a whore. You're rich, gringo; I checked you out when my daughter
started hanging around with you, so I expect you to pay for a nice big wedd
ing."
My mind was arush. Marry her and I would have the hottest sex I'd ever
had available to me every day. Furthermore, since she seemed to be a baby
factory, I'd have the large family I'd always dreamed of in adolescence but
had given up on on learning that I could not father children. I agreed at
once to everything the father asked, including a sizable cash payment to
him, a promise to live in Don Alberto's houses on Isla Mujeres and in
Merida, wherever the family was in residence, for at least five years, and
a promise to leave Ceci and her family alone for three hours every day
durin g those five years.
The nuptials took place right away, with great celebration among Don
Alberto's neighbors, friends, and relatives. I kept wondering whose baby
Ceci was having. I suspected Don Alberto, but after living with them for a
month or two, I deduced from members of the household that he claimed right
of primogeniture for all the girls in the household when they were
fourteen--and without exception he got them pregnant, from serving girl to
daughters, quitting after each girl had had a couple of babies by him. I
also gathered from members of the household that Ceci's crime was to start
fuckin g before she turned fourteen and to let someone else do the fucking.
Who the hell, I wondered, could it be?
Meanwhile, her brother Eusebio seemed to have taken a liking to me.
Right after I first moved in, he invited me for long walks during the
evening; we'd stop off for a beer in the local cantina, and after a few
days I couldn't help noticing that he was coming on to me. I didn't know
what to do. I'd never been interested in boys before, but this one
attracted me wildly, partly because he was like a masculine version of
Ceci, who seemed to get hotter by the day. My premature ejaculation
problems were behind me. But I still wanted to know who was planting kids
in her. I finally told her I couldn't be the father of the baby and that I
knew she was fucking someone else and that I wanted to know who it was. At
first she insisted that I was wrong, but later that afternoon, after her
time alone with the family, she said that she would reveal everything to
me, that I was to double back and hide in her closet instead of going out
the next day when the family had its time alone.
The following afternoon, as planned, I hid in Ceci's closet. To my
surprise, I found that this gave me a view not only of Ceci's bedroom
through some holes in the woodwork, but on the other side, there were
equally good views of Don Alberto's room. Ceci and the baby lay on her
bed. She had on only a bikini bra and bottom. On the other side, I heard
Don Alberto come into his room. I watched him quickly strip naked, his
thick dick hardening as he progressed. "Rosalia," Don Alberto called, and
the fifteen year old with the big belly walked quickly into her father's
room. I watched her strip until I heard noises in Ceci's room. Jesus, it
was Eusebio, already well inside Ceci's cunt. I saw his dick for the first
time, saw how much larger it was than mine. I trembled with excitement as
I realized that I wanted that dick up my ass and that I was going to accept
Eusebio's overtures. I watched him slide his dick full length into Ceci's
cunt. On the other side, Don Alberto punched his pregnant daughter's cunt
with fervor, and Rosalia yelled in pleasure. I pulled out my dick and
masturbated, coming just as Eusebio spat a load of live come, however
useless, given Ceci's p regnant condition, into my wife's pulsating cunt.
As I recovered, I looked in on Don Alberto, who had finished up with
Rosalia. Still, his dick wouldn't go down; I was beginning to think Don
Alberto was a satyr. "That damned Ceci," I heard him say. "By the time
she's fourteen and I start planting my babies in her, she will already have
had two by that imbecile she married. I wonder who the father of the first
one is, the lucky son of a bitch." So he didn't know that his own son
Eusebio was responsible for filling Ceci't cunt with babymaking sperm.
"Be that as it may," he said, "today is Roberta's fourteenth birthday,
and I hope to find that she is a virgin. Rosalia, bring your cousin in
here to me." Rosalia, without putting on her clothes, and again dripping
her own juices and huge gobs of come, soon returned with her cousin
Roberta. The girl was small for her age, looking much like Ceci, as I
imagined Don Alberto was thinking, when he said, "You look enough like Ceci
to be her sister, and since you are my own child, though your mother would
never tell your father so, you actually are her sister." Roberta's eyes got
wide. "Ta ke off those clothes, my dear," Don Alberto ordered, himself
ripping the slip she was wearing off her back. With his stout body and
immensely thick penis, his size overwhelmed the small girl's body. He
lifted her up so he could lick and suck her cunt. She screamed and cried,
yelling out, "Please, no, uncle, please don't do this to me." But Don
Alberto silenced her with his mouth, and firmly placing his huge dick at
the opening of the girl's vagina, he pushed in until he felt what he had
been looking for. "Yes, Roberta, yes, yes, my dear, you are a good girl,
not like that damned Cec i." Then he rammed through her hymen while Roberta
let out a blood-curdling scream and he fucked her without letup until he
poured a great quantity of vital, babymaking cum as deep in her as his big
prick would take him.
Thus I learned after Ceci and I had been married less than a week many
of the family secrets. That evening, when Eusebio and I went for our now
usual walk, I looked forward to the spot where he normally stopped to take
a leak, a spot where I was always only a few feet away and in a position to
see everything. This time when he pulled it out, I waited until he got
started, and then, I don't know why, but I could not resist doing it, I
took his pissing cock into my mouth and started swallowing. He took my
head in both his hands and started moving it up and down on his still
pissing co ck and it got hard as the urine flowed into my receptive mouth.
Dear god, I thought, here I am in seventh heaven performing an act that
until moments before I had never even dreamed of and would have thought
repulsive if I had. Eusebio used my ears like handles. Then, I could tell
he was very close to cumming, he suddenly rammed it all the way in and
stopped. "I don't want to spill it too soon," he said.
After a moment he pulled out and lay me on my belly on the small beach.
I heard him spit and felt warm wetness between my ass cheeks. He rubbed
his spittle with a couple of fingers, letting one of them slip into my ass.
More spit, another finger in the ass, more spit then a third finger, and
finally I was begging him to put his dick into me, which he did without
further delay, ramming it in as far as it would go. At first, I thought I
was going to die from the pain, but after a while, the fire turned to
sunshine, and I felt my hips pushing my ass toward his dick to encourage
him to try to get more of it in.
Not that he needed much encouragement! He grabbed my hips in his hands
and pulled as he pushed his groin forward. Something inside me gave way or
straightened out to accommodate him, and I felt absolutely filled and warm.
"Fuck me, Eusebio, fuck me," I yelled up at him, grabbing his head in an
attempt to kiss him. "You want to kiss me, you faggot? I'll show you how
to kiss, you queer son of a bitch."
He pulled out of me in one jerk and threw me onto my back. He picked up
my legs, throwing my ankles over his shoulders, and thrust into me again,
letting his mouth fall onto mine as he did so. The kissing more than
compensated for the painful moments until my ass was used once more to
having that long, thick curved uncut monster up it. He thrust his tongue
into me as if to eradicate my tonsils forever.
I felt the intensity of his thrusts grow and knew he was about to come.
Suddenly, surprising me beyond measure, I felt my own sperm rising,
seemingly of its own accord, and as he thrust his seed into my ass, I
spouted semen all over my stomach while he buried his tongue in my mouth.
"If you tell Ceci about this, I'll kill you," he told me, but of course, in
a house that thrived on family secrets, I could live with not telling Ceci.
The next day Don Alberto gave Roberta her second fuck. She was even
more reluctant than the day before, fighting back when Don Alberto tried to
take off her clothes and screaming when he thrust his prick into her
against her will. The speed with which he came showed the great pleasure
it gave him that she resisted. After he had come, he said, "You're a good
girl, Roberta, and you're going to be a wonderful mother."
She cried in despair. "Oh, uncle, please don't make me pregnant. I
don't want to be a mother yet." Her words got him hard again, and he was
just about to thrust into her again when Roberta's nine-year-old sister,
Patricia, ran into the room. "Uncle, uncle, they told me you are going to
make a baby in Roberta. Will you put one in me, too? Can I play with that
thing you use?" she asked, grabbing on without waiting for permission.
It was clear that Don Alberto was turned on by the situation, as his
dick throbbed incessantly. "You're too young to have babies, Patricia.
Damn! Just like your sister, you too look like Ceci." Patricia remembered
the surprising news Roberta had told her yesterday about her parentage.
"Are you my father, too?" she asked. "Yes, I am, sweety, and I'd like
nothing better than to put a baby in your belly, but you'll have to get to
be as old as your sister before you're ready."
The girl was quick on the draw and persistent. "Well," she said, "if
I'm too young to get pregnant, what harm can it do if you fuck me now? If
you are my father and you love me, please put that thing that made me where
it should go." Don Alberto's cock, dribbling copious amounts of precum, had
somehow found itself right at the lips of the young girl's pussy.
When she reached up to put her arms around his neck and kiss him, his
dick slid between the outer labia and the head automatically sought out the
young opening. Then her sweet tongue entered Don Alberto's mouth and she
shifted her weight somehow, causing Don Alberto to lose his balance and
fall forward, driving his huge prick deep into the little girl's virgin
orifice.
Silent tears slid down her cheeks as she continued to suck her father,
her uncle's tongue but Don Alberto's lust was unstoppable. He pounded his
dick into her and out of her, kissing her the while, feeling up her small
body, finally driving his huge prick in all the way, where he planted a
baby not expecting to do so at all, refusing her subsequent advances until
it was evident that the first time had done the trick.
In fact, Patricia had her baby fully four months before Roberta had hers
and a full two months before her tenth birthday. Patricia's eagerness
caused Don Alberto to reassess his prohibition against having sex with
girls before they turned fourteen. But that story is several chapters in
itself.
Ceci and I continued as before during most of the remainder of her
pregnancy, having wonderful sex both at night and in the morning. Then at
midday I'd watch Eusebio fuck her silly and go out with him in the
afternoon and let him fuck me silly. I can't imagine a more fulfilling sex
life. Ceci had to stop fucking a couple of weeks before the baby was born,
but Eusebio satisfied himself with me.
On our afternoon walk the day after our little girl, Lolita, was born,
Eusebio told me he thought I ought to start using rubbers, because after
all, I didn't want Ceci to get pregnant again right away, did I? I told
him he was right and I would be sure to protect her against getting
preggers again soon. Little did he realize the surprise he was in for
about a week later, on the day the doctor said Ceci could start having sex
again.
As usual, I was stashed in the closet when Eusebio came in eager to
start trying again to put a reminder of his potency in his sister's belly.
However, even before he got his dick in her, Don Alberto knocked on Ceci's
door. "Ceci, mi hija, it's time I started fucking you and making sure
those babies in your belly are a man's babies. Open the door." Ceci's eyes
widened and in a panic she opened the closet door and shoved Eusebio inside
with me. I shushed him when he saw me and we both turned to the holes in
the woodwork in time to see Don Alberto drive his thick, enormous penis
into Ceci's cunt.
For once he took it slowly and gently. "Ah, Ceci, you're the one I've
always loved, always wanted. Why did you go and have those children with
somebody else?" he asked. "Why didn't you fuck me when I asked you to when
I was ten and ready to become a woman?" she responded.
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