The prodigal mother

Then one night his doorbell rang... and there she was.

He frowned, at first not recognizing the waifish figure fidgeting with her skirt in front of him. "Nancy?"

She'd cut her hair, replacing the long flowing tresses with a pixie cut. Automatically, his gaze went to her belly: flat as a board once more. He tried his best to brush aside a pang of regret.

"I'm sorry! I lost your number!" She blurted out.

"Then how did you find me? Wait, first, come in, come in."

They sat down on his couch, and haltingly, her story came out. She'd been too nervous to call him at first, and just when she'd gathered up all her courage, her water broke. Giving birth was nothing like she'd expected. She was doted on by half a dozen sympathetic nurses and doctors. And then all of a sudden there was baby in her arms. It wasn't that it had been painless or easy. It had hurt like hell, and taken hours, but because of all of the fuss it was over before she'd even really gotten to grips what was happening.

A girl. She gave her up for adoption the day she was discharged from the hospital.

"Are you OK?" He asked carefully.

She nodded. "I can't raise a kid, no way. It's better for both of us." Then she smiled broadly, unexpectedly. "I'm OK with it. Really."

She exhaled slowly. "Anyway! A couple of week after I got home, I decided to finally call you... but I'd left the note you'd written in my pocket, and it'd gone in the wash, and it was just... gone. So then I tried the bus a few times, thinking maybe I'd see you there. But you were never there!"

"When was this?"

"Uhm, March, I think?"

He nodded. "I quit my job in February. End of the month. Damn, just a few days too early."

Next she'd tried the phone book. He tried not to look incredulous. Who the hell still used a phone book in 2025? That got her nowhere either. He'd never told her his last name, and there were hundreds of S.'es listed in this part of the city alone.

Finally she remembered that there had been a company name on his bag. Not only that, she remembered the name. So instead of calling him, she called them.

"Good morning, Corporate Enterprises, Shannon MacFarlan speaking, how can I help you?"

She lowered her voice to appear older. "Good morning, I'm looking for Samuel..." She trailed off, heart pounding.

"Samuel Murray? I'm sorry, he's not with the company any more. What is it about? Maybe I can—Hello?"

But Nancy had already hung up.

She grinned at him, evidently proud of her sleuthing skills. "It's a magician's trick! If you fall silent, people will usually try to finish your sentence for you, it's almost automatic."

He whistled. "That's a neat trick. I'll remember that, it might come in handy."

"So then I knew your full name, and the rest was easy." She fell silent, suddenly embarrassed. "You're not mad, are you?"

He put a hand on her leg and smiled. "Of course not. I'm glad you—"

She interrupted him by throwing her arms around him and kissing him hard on the lips.

Less than a minute later, they were undressed enough for him to push into her. She was only damp, but that changed quickly when he began fucking her. Slowly at first, then faster.

Now that she wasn't carrying, he could delve much deeper. They were on the carpet, with his far larger body on top, causing her to practically disappear beneath his bulk. He enjoyed that far more than he probably should have: he was in control, fucking this waif of a girl for all he was worth. He thrust his cock deeper inside of her, his arm wrapped behind her neck for leverage.

"Yesss!" She cried out in ecstasy with every thrust. "Oh god yes! Fuck me!" She cried. "D-don't stop! God, I've missed this so much!"

"Me too, baby," he grunted. "Missed this tight little cunt of yours. Fuck, I think I'm cumming already!"

"Oh, yes, cum in me!"

His cock lurched. "You sure?"

Her eyes shone with crazed passion. "Do it, I want it, pleaaase!"

His strokes sped up as his balls began to churn.

She was babbling and moaning now, arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, forcing him as deep into her as she could. She was begging for it, pleading for him to cum, moaning with abandon, craving it it even more than he did.

And so he came in her, releasing his boiling hot cum deep inside of her perfect twat.