Weeping Willow

Beth Anne stared as Mr.Clarksons car disappeared around the corner.

Turning, she clutched her purse and books. Strolling down the street ahe could feel Mr.Clarksons cum slowly leaking into her panties.

Thinking she could almost here Cleo saying,"Child you are definitely in trouble now."

SKRREEEEE CLANG

"Terrance if I catch you sneaking that girl inside one more time..."

Beth shook her head Terrance was at it again. He'd already knocked one girl up and he's barely 18.

Beth stopped realizing that she really couldn't talk. She had begged Mr.Clarkson to breed her. As scarey as it was she couldn't help but smile. Her second time taking a man raw and she came even harder.

Unsure of what to do she started walking again. I'll keep you fat and happy so long you'll forget what it was like not to have a baby in your belly. "You know girl after Saturday he means it," she thought to herself.

Comming to her families trailer she went inside. Closing the screen door behind her she saw her mom in the kitchen.

"How was your day sweetie," she asked.

"Cheer practice went well I think we'll be ready for rock the house Friday."

Nodding her mother informes her,"thats good honey. Dinners just about ready, also try to keep it down tonight your daddy has graveyard shift for the next two weeks."

Heading to the Kitchen table Beth grabbed her howl of chilli, crackers, and a slice of cornbread.

As she crumbled up her crackers Cleos last advice came to mind. "Child your kink is risk. You need to find a sugar daddy or you'll be 25 with three children by as many fathers."

The teen started eating her chili but was too preoccupied to actually taste it. Part of her wanted to blame Jennifer for putting her into this position. But no when she suggested Beth ambush Mr.Clarkson she immediately got wet.

Getting up she went to the sink and rinsed her bowl before putting into the dishwasher. "Dinner was good mom. I'm going to go do my homework."

Dissappearing into her room she locked the door. Reaching down she peeled her dress off tossing it into her hamper. Beth stood infront if her mirror in just her bra and panties. She could see the wet spot where her teachers cum had leaked out. Turning her head she saw the bruise he'd left on her skin.

Realizing she'd forgotten about it. She realized she dodged a very pointed conversation if her mother had seen it.

Sitting down on her bed, she opened her nightstand, taking out the bad from Delancy ****. Opening, she took out the box she bought on Sunday.

Plan B.

Staring hard at the box, Beths mind warred with itself. On the one hand, her logical side screamed, "Are you stupid? Take it and go to college."

But then there was the other side. The side that she didn't even know was there until last Wensday. That side was who cares about college it just wanted to be full of cum always.

BZZZZZZZZZ

Beth looked at her phone and saw it was a text from Jennifer.

Jenn: How did it go with Mr.Clarkson.

Thinking outloud, Beth exclaimed,"I swear to god that girl is telepathic at times."

Looking back at the Plan B, she thought of the three of thems promise to have children together. At least that was the an until the shitstorm called Derek in 9th grade. She was still kicking herself for letting that asshole destroy her, Jens, and Jannas friendship.

She was at a crossroads she could either open this box and go to college. Or she could toss it and have fantastic sex, but also soccer games, diapers, and ballet recitals.

BZZZZZZZZ

Jenn: Well, how did it go.

Sitting the box down, Beth picked up her phone, texting,"I came so hard. he wants me in his bed tonight. I can manage it."

Jenn: Way to go slut cant wait till your milk comes in.

Beth closed her eyes she could feel nipples hardening at the notion of Mr. Clarkson feeding from her.

"Dammit," she muttered as she knocked the box into her trash can.