Trailer Trash Tycoon - chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Trailer Trash Tycoon - chapter 1

... age, please.”

She looked at the dish of mints on the windowsill and then the oven. She said, “My name is Candy Baker, and I’m 18.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Candy. I’m Leo. Is there anything you need right away? A doctor or anything?”

“No, I mostly need a place to stay. Thanks for the sandwich, but I’m still kind of hungry.”

“I’ll make us something for dinner and you can sleep with me tonight. Do you like lasagna?” I reached for the freezer handle.

She said, “Usually I love it, but with the baby it upsets my stomach.”

I looked in the cupboards. “Chicken soup? Beef stew? Mac ‘n cheese?”

“I LOVE Mac ‘n cheese!”

As we ate I asked her a few questions. “So, how far along are you?”

“I’m not sure. Maybe seven or eight months. I haven’t been to a doctor or anything.”

“Do you drink or smoke, any drugs? I know somebody if you need to quit.”

She shook her head. “No. I tried beer once and didn’t like it, and smoking is gross.”

“That’s good, good for the baby.”

When we finished eating, I told her, “I usually get a shower before bed. Would you like a shower with me?”

“Uh … ah … okay.”

She waddled to the bathroom behind me. I took my shirt off and started the water. As I turned around, I saw she was having trouble getting her dress off. It was too tight, and her big belly held it in place.

“I’ll give you a hand.” I pulled it off her and unhooked her too-small bra, leaving her nude when she pulled it off.

“Thanks.”

I took off my pants ...

... and she stared at my crotch. She quietly said, “You can do what you want. Just don’t hurt me. And… and please don’t make me eat poop!” She was practically shaking with fear.

“I won’t hurt you and I won’t make you do anything. If you just want to sleep and leave in the morning, that’s fine. But I’d like to help you. Let’s wash your hair first.”

I took my time and enjoyed washing her hair, her growing breasts, and her huge abdomen. I tried to keep my dick soft while she washed it, but only half succeeded. She still looked nervous.

“Let’s dry off and go to bed.”

We toweled each other then she laid on her side, nude on my bed. I leaned down and put my ear to her belly. I couldn’t hear much but felt a kick. She had a tiny new life inside her, which would make her more willing to stay. Her boobs looked like “C” cups but were probably only “A” a few months ago. I looked in her eyes, as I lightly kissed each of her nipples. I moved up and softly kissed her lips.

The look of intense happiness on her face told me nobody had treated her well in a long time. “We’re nice and clean now. If you wouldn’t mind I’d like a blowjob. If you don’t want to, you can sleep in the other room and leave in the morning.”

She thought a moment before saying, “Uh … it’s ok. I’ll do it.”

I laid beside her with my groin near her mouth and rested my face on the side of her belly. I don’t know exactly why, but I love getting blowjobs from pregnant girls.

She lacked a lot in skill and ...