It can always get better. Enjoy yourself

The days go by quickly. This time you could actually anticipate the next meeting, considering your parents didn't seem upset about your... relationship? No... more of an arrangement, yeah. You're a little bummed out that your birthday is two days before the poker day, but it can't be helped. Your birthday comes and goes, with some cake left in the fridge and a dozen more greeting cards on your nightstand from various, distant family members.

When your father's poker day came around, Frank was actually one of the first guests to arrive, and after greeting your parents he entered your bedroom to find a pretty surprised teenager. "Huh? Did my dad cancel his plans or what's going?" you ask him, but he shakes his head. "They can have fun playing poker, I've got something far more fun in mind," he announced before revealing a bottle of champagne that he was hiding behind his back, along with two tall glasses. After pouring a glass for each of you, he handed yours over. "Happy Birthday my little strawberry," followed by a brief ding as the two glasses met.

The cold **** tastes nice and refreshing, very bubbly too. In the background, you could hear more of your father's guests arriving. Frank in the meantime continued drinking his champagne, and you choose a romantic comedy movie to stream while the two of you get comfortable on the bed. It was a good chance to practice kissing, and you soon lean over to allow Frank's tongue into your mouth - and yours into his, clumsily kissing back and forth while ignoring the movie in the background. You're beginning to feel pretty hot and bothered, probably from the stimulation as well as the light ****. One piece after another, the two of you get rid of your clothes until you find yourself completely nude underneath his heavy frame.

It's also the first time that you notice his sweaty, excited scent. His strong arms grab your feet and securely plant them on his shoulders before he leans down and easily nudges his cockhead between your receptive pussy lips before pushing in. "Nnnnh," you moan sweetly as he thrusts deeper in, spreading your flesh apart to make room for his dick. It felt amazing. Maybe it was the champagne, but you could enjoy yourself without feeling nearly as nervous as you usually do.

The next harsh push coaxes an even louder groan out of you, while you helplessly keep your feet resting on his shoulders, your vag remaining **** and exposed for his pleasure. He keeps on going at a steady pace, thrusting into you until you got wet enough to have every push accommodated by a damp squelch. Your old bed was also beginning to get noisy again - and you could hear the guys outside getting more quiet. No doubt they could hear everything that was happening in your bedroom. At least they didn't make it too obvious that they were aware of the pounding you were receiving, which allowed you to continue squirming around without having to hold back your moans. However at some point, you could make out that they were talking about how impressive it was that their poker buddy was sticking to a single girl for so long.

Frank was getting close to cumming, and lowered himself down until his hairy chest was rubbing against your perky, bouncing breasts. It wasn't too pleasant - with your legs still high up, he was practically folding you in half while fucking into you. Your sore and battered cunt was squeezing down direly on his erection. "Are you.. ready for.. your birthday gift?" he asked between heavy breathing, and you moaned a quick 'yes!' in return. When he came, he drilled his dick completely into you while holding you in place. His monstrous appendage began throbbing and pulsing against your fleshy insides while dumping the contents of his ballsack into your teenage pussy.

Thoroughly exhausted, the two of you are gasping for breath and eventually pay a bit more attention to the movie again. Frank shifts around and spoons you while recovering. You're way too mortified to leave your room right now with the guys still outside, so you stay put and try to keep your legs shut. A small trickle of sperm however escapes and leaks down the front of your thigh, and for the first time you notice the overwhelming, sharp smell of his spunk. Strange that you never noticed it before...

After a short break, Frank slid a leg between your thighs and demanded access to your violated slit once again. You eagerly spread 'em, and he guides his bloated rod back into the welcoming comforts of your pussy to lazily slide in and out of you, gradually loosening every muscle you had down there. Smooth and relaxed, you continued fucking for another two hours, and Frank had dumped a few more loads of his warm love goo inside your body.

You wake up sometime in the early morning to the sensation of your lover guiding you back into position on your back, his familiar grip raising your legs upwards until your lady bits were easy to plunge into. This time however, you got interrupted right in the midst of things as your mother opened the bedroom door and entered the room. Frank didn't even pause as she approached. "Good morning hun', I'll be out of your hair again in a moment. I just wanted to remind you that it's your turn to take care of the laundry today," she explained completely casually with her gaze dropping towards your crotch while you were still in the middle of having sex.

The poor folds of your vag were dark red, and swollen to at least twice their usual size. Remnants of Frank's cum were caked and dried all around the opening of your slit. "Dishes will need to be taken care of, too. If you want to make a good wife some day, you will need to learn a bit more than just spreading your cute legs," she teases you. With another glance towards where Frank's fat girth was repeatedly shoved into you however, she smirked happily. "Looks like that part is covered well at least. Anyway, you two should finish soon, breakfast will be ready in a few minutes. You should probably make a quick trip to the bathroom first, so you don't get that mess all over my kitchen chairs." With that, she left the room and closed the door again, while you were... pretty much speechless. Seconds later, there's a familiar pulsing somewhere in your belly.

During your quick trip to the bathroom, you really begin to notice the stinging, pungent stench of Frank's sperm while it was rapidly flowing out of your stretched womanhood. Oh well. Looks like your bedroom will have a more tangy scent now rather than just the subtle smell of pussy. You also notice that your vagina looked even more thrashed and bruised after how hard he assaulted your lady bits for such an extended amount of time, but you quickly assume that it was his way of giving you a birthday present.

Upon returning to your empty room, you see that he already left together with your parents. While passing your calendar, you notice that Frank had grabbed a sharpie to scribble into the box for the current date while you were gone. Leaning forward, you try to read it... "1+1=3. Happy Birthday!"

Not quite the correct math, but you appreciate the gesture and smile naively.

A few days earlier

"Next please," a female voice requests and a man gets up to leave the waiting room and enter the doctor's office. He discards his pants and shorts, and lies down on the exam table with his heavy testicle sack exposed while the doctor approached him with a friendly greeting. It only took a few minutes for the simple surgical procedure to finish. Out of sheer curiosity, the doctor broke the silence towards the end of the appointment. "If I may ask, how come you decided to have your vasectomy reversed? Are you unsatisfied with the outcome?"

"Nah, but there's a new girl again and she's a pretty decent lay, just kind of a starfish in bed. Having my balls snipped took some of the fun out of it too, ya know? She's had fun with the training wheels for two weeks, but if she wants it bareback then she'll have to take the risk that comes with it. When she's walking around naked after a good fuck, and wriggling her cute little ass around, I want to know that my seed is packed tightly into her cunt and working on makin' a baby in her for being such a tease. It's kind of a shame since a pregnancy at her young age will probably ruin her body, but I'll just take her out of school and turn her into a decent housewife or something. She'll make a cute baby momma."

The doctor went really quiet for a second before laughing out loud and nodding somewhat understandingly, blindly assuming that the man is in a healthy relationship, discussed the potential for children, and was only joking around. "I'll just need a signature here," he requested, and the man grabbed a pen and guided it towards the bottom of the papers.

• Frank Anderson