I Respond Positively…

I was a selfish bastard & I was OK with that. Yet I was beginning to see that my mother & therapist were right. How taking care of what was mine would greatly benefit me in the future. There was bound to be some push back from the university alumni on my actions.

“Eeeppp!!!” Was Ms. Elsa Jonssen’s response as I grabbed her and threw her against the sturdy wall before holding her body tightly against mine, against it.

“Are you saying you want your own fucking now?”

Elsa looked up at me with wonderstruck eyes. She could feel my turgid cock pressed tightly against her abdomen. However, despite what I knew she felt, she had her token resistance, just like her twin sister & mother.

“Inga & Iiiii…” Elsa’s pitch rose as I impaled her on my cock. Like her sister she was virgin tight but without a hymn. I was beginning to think this was a better way to take virgins. The blood never did anything for my experience, & it only ever dampened the enjoyment for the virgin. Their enjoyment tended to protect me & keep me from harm.

Elsa noticeably had a much harder time accommodating my dick shoving her lower organs around as I **** her cunt to mold itself around my cock. She jerked & grimaced trying to ease the pain, but only time really did that. Against my typical approach I gave Elsa that time, for the same reason as before.

Unlike Ms. Inga Jonssen, Elsa seemed to appreciate me being more considerate about her discomfort. She looked up into my eyes with astonishment in her sky-blue eyes. “You didn’t give Inga this… time… why?” She asked as her lower lips fluttered around the base of my cock.

Elsa’s Kegel muscles were also busy trying their best to milk a load of baby-batter from me. Yet she was strangely disconnected from her emotions even as she felt & acknowledged them. I wondered if I had met someone similar to me for once.

“You seem to want it more… Well, I am sure you know Inga is the type to want a rough & hard fuck from the very beginning. You though want something different. That is why you let your daddy take you away and try to hide you.”

Elsa smiled like the Cheshire cat. “I do want something slower & more loving… at least for this time. What I was saying before is that Inga & I are seniors in High School. Do you really want us to bare children for you & raise them, with you now?”

“Ah… did your mother inspire you to explore a career?”

Elsa flushed her neck and cheeks and looked demurely at me. “A little but it doesn’t actually interfere with me doing that… or with your desires…? Or are you going to leave us?” Her ability to think logically & rationally with my dick impaled on her was very impressive.