Ill Conceived
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Part 1
I found a box of old videotapes while looking for something to tape a show on. I couldn't remember what was on them, so put one into the VCR.
I watched as it showed myself, in a nice shirt, stepping back after setting my video camera to record. As I moved further back from the camera I could see our bed and my wife lying on it, still clothed but clearly far from coherent, her eyes closed.
Was this one of our sex tapes? Why was it tossed into this box instead of in our locked-up collection?
I noted the date and time at the bottom of the screen: almost a year ago. I began to feel nauseous as I figured out which tape this was.
My wife Pearl and I had left our two-year-old son in the care of a babysitter, the son of one of my co-workers, and we had gone to a friend's housewarming party. Pearl got piss drunk and I was the designated driver, so when we got home I practically had to pour her into bed. We had been trying to have another baby and before the party she had mentioned jumping my bones when we got home, so I set the video camera up to tape what I figured would be a mind-blowing fuck, provided I could get a response from her.
I watched as I moved to the bed, opening her blouse. I massaged her nicely-rounded boobs through her bra, making her sigh. I then zipped off her short skirt and moved her panties aside, rubbing her pussy lips and clitoris. She was very wet.
Thinking back, I remembered that I hadn't taken Todd, the babysitter, back home yet, and had to forgo playing with my near-unconscious wife to do that. However, on the tape I saw in the reflection from the vanity mirror the slightly open bedroom door... and Todd, watching us!
I couldn't believe it! He was only there for a few seconds and then slipped away when he saw me getting up from the bed. I never knew the little bugger had seen! Well, not many sixteen-year-olds get such an eyeful, and he never mentioned it... no harm done, right?
I had forgotten to turn off the camera as I left the bedroom, closing the door behind me. A minute later I heard it: fast footfalls from my mad dash into the bathroom, as I rushed to the toilet bowl just in time to evacuate most of my stomach contents. I had eaten some shellfish at the party, and I found out later that everyone who did got violently sick that night. I could hear on the tape the retching sounds I made from the bathroom across the hall. I felt sympathy pains in my stomach just listening... I had never been so sick in my life.
I had then asked Todd to stay and continue babysitting while I went to the hospital, green-faced. What followed was eight hours of gut-wrenching agony in a sick bed. When I got back in the morning Todd was asleep on the couch. I gave him a big bonus and he walked home. I collapsed onto our bed and slept like the dead.
I had been thinking about that night and watching my beautiful unconscious wife on the screen, laying there in a stupor, for several minutes. I was just reaching to turn the tape off when the mirror showed the bedroom door opening a little. It was Todd!
"Mrs. Harrison?" he called out softly. With no answer he tentatively crept into the room, blocking the camera's view of the bed. From that angle he could clearly see her bra and wet panties.
Get the fuck out of there, I was mentally yelling at the kid on the tape as I stared at the screen. How DARE he?!
He called out to my wife again, louder this time. With no response, he moved around to her side of the bed and sat down next to her. All I could do was watch.
He stared at my wife's substantial bra-covered boobs for about a minute, then moved his head down near her crotch. He paused there and after a moment of confusion I realized he could smell her arousal. After my finger play she had been quite wet.
He reached out and put his hand on her shapely leg, a little above the knee. He gave her a shake. She stretched out her other leg, opening herself up to his view, but that was about it. Emboldened by her lack of resistance he moved his hand up to her inner thigh. Still nothing.
Seemingly shy about going any further toward her pussy, he instead moved his hands to her breasts. He grabbed and squeezed them, watching her face intently for any sign of awareness. There was none, and he was able to find her bra's front clasp, releasing her milky-white globes.
Even at the camera's distance I could see that her nipples were erect. She had been horny all that night, grinding her pelvis into me when she had the chance. Todd grasped a nipple between his fingers. A groan escaped Pearl's lips, and Todd jumped back, ready to run out of the room. However, when she didn't wake after a minute of him holding his breath, he sat back down.
He leaned forward for a kiss. He nibbled on her lips and she seemed to make a slight effort to return the kisses. He was kissing her at a bad angle so he clambered onto the bed between her legs. His hands returned to her boobs, manhandling (boyhandling?) them as he slobbered over her mouth.
Then he relaxed and lowered his body just enough. His pelvis made contact with hers and she pushed her horny panty-covered cunt back at him. He gasped at the feeling of it through his jeans, then started to dry-hump her.
The sixteen-year-old babysitter was dry-humping my wife in our marital bed, and all I could do was watch.
After a few minutes he pulled back. Thank God, I thought to myself, he realized what a bad thing he was doing. He's going to go back to the living room, whack off and go to sleep.
Deluded.
He inexpertly pulled off my wife's panties, then gazed at her distended vaginal lips. He reached out and touched them, causing my wife to push her crotch at his fingers. She was still out of it, and thought Todd was me.
He pulled back, stood there for a moment, and looked at my naked unconscious wife. After having our son Robert she still had a little "mummy tummy", but I always thought it looked nice; a badge of honor, I had said. Her breasts were larger than before thanks to the pregnancy and breast feeding. She was still a hot little number.
Todd made his decision and took off his pants. NO, I screamed at him in my head. He clambered in between my wife's legs, pushing his hard little pecker at my wife's creaming hole. NO! NO! He poked and prodded, obviously knowing a little of what to do, but not how to actually do it. NO! NO! NO! Finally he hit the right spot, and gasped as he sunk himself partway into her.
Pearl groaned. Todd held himself still as he got used to the feel of a woman's insides. Then he pushed himself further into her, eliciting another groan from my horny wife.
Todd buried his face into my wife's neck as he pulled out a bit and then pushed in again, this time going all the way in. My wife groaned loudly at this, her legs folding up so that her feet were flat on the bed. Todd reached down to her hips, holding them as he pulled back and jammed himself into her again.
Soon he built up a rhythm. The camera's microphone picked up their gasps of pleasure, getting louder as they continued. My wife was pushing her pelvis back at the teenaged boy now, her body in heat while her mind was still in la-la land.
Her arms went around the boy's shoulders while her legs crossed behind his butt, pulling him even deeper. They were rutting into each other, and I heard my wife muttering in her stupor:
"Oh God yes! Fuck me! I love it!"
This was too much for inexperienced Todd. In fact, now that I think about it, it was amazing he held out that long. He groaned loudly and pushed as hard as he could into my wife.
"YES! OH YES! DO IT! Oh Jack..." my wife blathered. I imagined Todd's smaller boy penis swelling and exploding his young cum deep inside her. I moaned as my cock did the same in my pants as I watched.
Finally it was over. Todd gave Pearl a kiss and pulled out of her. She moaned in disappointment, then rolled over and started to breathe more slowly as she returned to oblivious sleep. By the time sheepish Todd had dressed and left the room, she was in a deep slumber.
Once my post-orgasm high was over, I realized I had just watched the conception of our daughter, Maddie. Well, Pearl's daughter, anyway. I had made love to my wife the next day, at the tail end of her fertile cycle, and a month later she told me the wonderful news. Maddie had been born a day early... A DAY EARLY. Hindsight is 20/20, they say, and I was now thinking about my daughter's features. She didn't REALLY look like me; my wife, sure... and Todd!
I popped the tape out and write-protected it, then put it in a safe place. I did NOT tell Pearl about it. She loves Maddie, and I don't want to destroy their relationship. Truth to tell, I love Maddie too, even though at that point I knew she wasn't mine.
Still, something had to be done. That little raping bastard was not going to get away with it.
A few days later I called my co-worker's house. I asked for Todd, his son, and after a few seconds the boy came on the line.
"Hey, Mr. Harrison, do you need me to babysit?" he asked.
"No. I know what you did to my wife, you little shit."
Silence.
"I taped that night a year ago. You didn't know that, did you, mother fucker?"
Todd started to blubber, but I cut him right off: "Tomorrow, you get your ass over here at 2pm. We're going to have a talk."
"O-okay..."
"And Todd?"
"Y-yeah?"
"Bring your sister."
Part 2Todd arrived with his sister Sarah at precisely 1:55pm on Saturday afternoon. I told him 2pm because Pearl had taken the kids to see her parents for the day, so we would have hours to ourselves. I also informed him to dress for swimming.
Sarah was a pretty girl: 15 years old, long brown hair, a little overbite and a slim body with some of the curves that would only become curvier as she got older. She was a knockout, and her breasts looked yummy puffing out the top of her one-piece swimsuit.
"Come in! Come in!" I greeted them warmly, ushering them up to the living room. Sarah hadn't been here before, and complimented me on our house. Teenaged girls were so easy to impress.
I explained that we were so happy with Todd's "performance" -- at which point I gave him a wink and a sly smile which made his cheeks go red -- that I was letting him use our pool today, and if Sarah wanted, could she take over as our babysitter after Todd went away to college? Sarah was flattered and said yes, she would love to.
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