Message-ID: <22646asstr$949795805@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: Reply-To: X-User-Info: 171.220.123.21 abdc7b15.ipt.aol.com PantingH :5322933 X-Original-Path: abdc7b15.ipt.aol.com X-Original-NNTP-Posting-Host: abdc7b15.ipt.aol.com X-Original-Message-ID: <389c6151@es.classicweb.com> Lines: 79 X-Authenticated-User: pantingh Subject: {ASSM} Story: Hot Blood Date: Sat, 5 Feb 2000 19:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin 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. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ This post has been reformatted by ASSTR's Smart Text Enhancement Processor (STEP) system due to inadequate formatting. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+