Breeding the Girl Next Door 2 (A Very Rough and Reluctant Breeding Story)
Chelsea and her fiancé are visited by his college aged daughter, and Chelsea's former best friend, after Jenny's father impregnated Chelsea. Now it appears Jenny wants to be friends. But is that what Jenny really wants? Will Chelsea be able to maintain her virtue this time? Or will Jenny succeed in her dark plans to seduce and breed the Girl Next Door to a college football player? More
Chelsea and her fiancé are visited by his college aged daughter, and Chelsea's former best friend. The two women had not seen each other or spoken in the last year, after Jenny's father impregnated Chelsea. Now Jenny has moved to the university in their new home town, and it appears she wants to be friends. But is that what Jenny really wants? Will Chelsea be able to maintain her virtue this time? Or will Jenny succeed in her dark plans to seduce and breed the Girl Next Door to a college football player?
Warning: This story contains extremely explicit reluctant but consensual sex between adults and is intended for mature readers. If you are offended by reluctant sex, breeding sexy young women, interracial sex, and/or reluctant threesomes, please don't read this story.
* * * Only for 18+ adults * * *
Barry was everything Jenny said. Tall, handsome, and very dark. He had the most awesome broad shoulders, too. And then he really surprised the pretty blonde by sliding in beside her, instead of next to Jenny.
"Hey, beautiful," Barry said, snuggling up close to Chelsea. Then he leaned across the blonde and kissed Jenny just inches from her face. "Oh, baby, you look totally awesome."
"Thanks, babe," Jenny said. Then they both turned to look at Chelsea, their faces so damned close. "Isn't she everything I said? The epitome of the girl next door."
Chelsea sat perfectly straight, hands clutching the edge of the table. Things were going too fast. They were going terribly wrong. Indeed, she wasn't sure what was going on, but afraid it was painfully obvious. She just didn't want to admit Jenny would be so cruel.
"You are so right," Barry said, stroking Chelsea's cheek with the back of his fingers. His other hand caressed her inner thigh, moving higher and higher with each stroke. "She looks so sweet and innocent with that blonde hair, baby blue eyes, and kissable pink lips. Just beautiful."
Jenny snuggled up closer, and then kissed the corner of Chelsea's mouth. Her hand stroked Chelsea's right inner thigh, going even higher than Barry had dared so far.
"Jenny, please, you know I can't," Chelsea whispered, throat tight and body starting to react to their unsavory attention. Worse, and surprisingly, she felt a very familiar warm wetness spreading between her legs. "Please don't ask me to…"
"Shhh, sweetie," Jenny purred into her ear. "You want to be my friend, don't you?"
"Yes, more than anything."
"You want to be with my daddy, too, right?"
"Of course, I love him," she said.
"This is your ticket to both, baby," Jenny said, and kissed her cheek. "Relax, don't fight it. Let us have our fun, and it'll all be good, baby." Her index finger stroked Chelsea's pussy through her panties. "Oh my, you are sopping wet."
About the Author:
Cindy Sutton is not exactly the girl-next-door. She likes lipstick, stilettos, and uncompromising men who aren't afraid to take what they want. Cindy loves to read and write stories about such men, and the women who can't stay away from them.