Jenny showed up at my doorstep in her wedding dress. She was beautiful but looked frantic. She had to be twenty-four now, the same age my daughter Stacy would have been. Jenny and Stacy had been best friends since first grade until Stacy died at eighteen, just a week before high school graduation. She and Jenny, and four other girls, were out on the lake on a pontoon boat when a bass boat crashed into it at high speed. Stacy and one other girl drowned in the lake.

"I didn't have anywhere else to go. Can I come in?" she asked. I opened the door and let her in. Jenny was to marry John, Stacy's longtime boyfriend, many years ago.

Her wedding dress was muddy at the bottom, and her shoes were ruined. I gave her some sweat clothes and told her to go change in the bathroom.

Jenny was in the bathroom for over thirty minutes. So I knocked on the door and asked, "Jenny, are you alright, Sweet Pea?" It just hit me that "Sweet Pea" was my nickname for her long ago. She told me to come in. She was lying on the tub rim with her back against the tile wall. She was just wearing the matching panties and bra that went with her wedding dress.

She looked into my eyes and motioned for me to sit down. I sat next to her, and she put her hand on my thigh. A tear fell from her eye and ran down her cheek. I wiped it away.

She said, "Do you remember, on my seventeenth birthday, my parents went out of town and you and Sally, your wife, took me in for the week and threw me a grand birthday party? It was one of the best weeks of my life." I nodded and gulped as I knew what she was alluding to. "You were cleaning up in the kitchen late that night after my party. Sally had passed out drunk again. Stacy had gone to sleep as well. You were so handsome with no shirt and just your pajama bottoms on."

I remembered Jenny coming in with her hair in a ponytail and wearing a long Tigger-printed sleep shirt that fell to her knees. Her perky breasts pushed out the fabric, so it hung sensually off her. Her nipples tried to push through the thin fabric.

She continued, "I came in to thank you for being so nice to me over the years and throwing me a party. Stacy had told me you struggled with Sally being an alcoholic and her sleeping around with strange men. I noticed you got hard looking at me when we were talking. At first, I didn't think you realized your member was sticking through the slot in your pajamas. Your cock was big and thick, and I couldn't take my eyes off of it. Once you noticed me staring, you apologized and attempted to put it away. I stopped you by moving close to you and grabbing the base of your cock."

"I remember," I said. "You were so young and innocent, but so sexy. I wanted you, but only if you weren't a virgin."

"Yes!" Jenny said. "I told you I was not, and that was true." Jenny started crying again. "What I didn't tell you is that I was having sex with John behind Stacy's back. Stacy was a virgin and would not put out for John. He turned to me, and I gave him what he wanted. I feel so bad that I did that to my best friend. I didn't at the time, and then I was lusting after her dad. John was my first, and I didn't realize that he was terrible at sex and that his cock was below average at only four inches. Sex with him made me feel good, and it felt like somebody wanted me. I never came when I had sex with him. In fact, of all the guys I have ever slept with, you are the only one who made me cum multiple times."

"I didn't know Jenny. I'm sorry, I wouldn't have touched you had I known. I was so lonely as Sally was in such terrible shape," I explained.

"Oh, you don't understand, I loved every minute and wanted you again ever since," she explained. "When I pulled my shirt off and pushed my panties to the floor, that look in your eyes made me feel special," I remembered her perky white breasts, so firm and pretty. Her light brown areolas were small with cute little nipples. Her skin was so smooth and soft, and her brown triangular bush really made me lose my mind.

"I fell to my knees and took you in my mouth. You moaned and called me, Sally. I didn't mind, as I knew I was pleasing you. I remember my lips being stretched as I took you deeper into my mouth. You tasted and felt so good. Your hand gently guided my head up and down your shaft as my hand pumped the base. I remember receiving your salty cum as you almost choked me as you roughly pulled me harder onto you, causing you to enter my throat," Jenny continued. "I swallowed all of you, and the look on your face was amazing. You picked me up and put me on the sofa in the den. I spread my legs for you, expecting you to fuck me, but you kissed my thighs and licked my mons. My pussy had never been eaten before, and you were an expert. Your tongue entered my pink entrance, making me squeal. I had to put my hands over my mouth so I would not wake the others. You licked deep and then slithered your tongue up over my clit. Back and forth, your tongue worked. When you pushed your middle finger deep into my ass is when I came hard. I remember you looking up with my cum plastered all over your face. I wanted you to keep eating me forever; it felt so good."

I remembered her taste; so fresh and tangy. Her thighs were baby soft, and her starfish was so pink and inviting. I had to taste her ass first. Her silky brown bush was so soft as I ran my fingers through it. She had clamped her thighs tightly over my head as I serviced her pussy and clit. I wanted to push her over the edge, so I slipped my finger into her soft, fleshy anus. Her juices shot out at my face like a shotgun. I looked into her eyes, and I wanted my cock buried deep in her tight young pussy.

"I shook when I felt your bulbous cock head push between my folds and into my entrance," Jenny whispered. "You just held it there, teasing me or wondering if you should proceed. I made sure you knew I wanted it by placing my heels on your ass and pulling you in. My God, the thickness of your cock stretching my vaginal walls was the most erotic moment of my life. Every nerve inside me was set on fire. Your shaft pushed into me just the way I had always fantasized. I remember feeling full inside, yet you pushed deeper until your balls rested on my ass. I saw a light flashing on and off in my head. I could hardly breathe. You began thrusting hard into me. I couldn't catch my breath, but it was the best feeling. Your shaft rubbed my inner walls like we were made for each other. I bit your shoulder, and I tasted blood. Your hands were massaging my breasts as you violently thrust into me. Your eyes were up in your head, and you were grunting loudly. I was so proud that I turned you into this wild animal. You were usually so calm and in control. Saliva dripped from your mouth onto my neck. I was having tremendous multiple orgasms as you impaled me. Your cum filled my fertile pussy. We hadn't thought of protection. I was suddenly scared that your man seed was finding its way down to my eggs. Then you kept cumming and pulled out and splashed my stomach and tits with your white cream. I whispered to you that I was not protected. You said nothing as you kissed me deeply, squishing your cum between our bodies. You told me I was wonderful and stood up. Your flaccid, dripping cock was etched into my memory forever. You were majestic, and I was yours. So I thought. We never had sex again, and you would never look me straight in the eye again, especially after Stacy passed."

I wanted to breed Jenny and teach her a lesson for deceiving my daughter. She fucked her boyfriend and knew she was seducing her dad. I was glad to pound on this young whore. I felt even more hateful towards her after Stacy passed, as Jenny was the one who had invited Stacy to the lake that day.

I had divorced Sally soon after Stacy's funeral. I kept myself busy with my work and with working in the yard for the past six years.

Jenny took off her bra and slipped out of her panties. She was gorgeous. The only difference from before was that a tattoo of ‘Stacy’ ran up her right side, and her bush was trimmed into a thin landing strip. Jenny said, "Stacy knew I was fucking John, and she was grateful because she felt it kept her from giving in to him. She drove me to the clinic and sat in the waiting room while I had an abortion. She thought it was John's, but he always wore a condom. I knew it was yours as I was ovulating that day. My cycle was right, and you filled me up with your cum. Stacy and I loved each other like sisters."

Jenny bowed her head. "I told John everything right before the ceremony. He cried when I told him he had never made me cum and that you were the only man that has accomplished that. He still wanted to marry me, but all I could do was see your face and remember how your cock filled me perfectly. So I ran. I ran all the way here. I want you to take me and breed me. I want a baby girl, and I want you to give her to me."

I could smell Jenny's aroma as her juices leaked out of her pussy. I picked her up and took her to my bed. Jenny was the last person I had had sex with. She unfastened my pants and pulled them down. My cock pushed through the slit in my boxers. Jenny held my cock to the side of her face. Her insides spasmed as she had a tremendous orgasm. She lifted my boxers over my cock and pulled them off.

She pushed me down onto my back, and she straddled my waist. Jenny guided my cock into her cunt. Jenny moaned as she slowly sat on my shaft. It stretched her the way she remembered. She sobbed, for she had long awaited this moment. My hips were impatient and thrust upward to fully impale her tight pussy. Her hands pressed on my chest, with her nails digging in. Her breasts swayed in tandem as she wildly rode me. She came multiple times, free to scream as loud as she needed. My hands clasped on her fleshy hips. She sank down, and I held her in place as I erupted deep inside of her.

We fucked all weekend. On Monday, I moved her in to live in one of the spare bedrooms. We carried on with our lives, except for the few times per week we would fuck all night. She had my second and third children, two girls. My fourth child was a boy. Ten years later, she finally moved into my bedroom. She still cums every time we fuck.