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Incredible ChangesChapter 195: Second First Times free porn video
Steve doubled over laughing when he opened his car door to hear Paula singing a little kid song from nursery school. No adult lyrics or anything, just the song.
I got Crystal, Annie, and Trudy safely buckled into my Honda. I don’t know when, but the back seats now had five-point harnesses as well. That was safety on top of it having airbags in the sides, front, and anywhere else they could get one to fit. They were airbags on steroids. My sunglasses told me that my car could now take a hit, like the one Paula took, without any of us getting so much as a headache. It didn’t even need me putting a shield up to protect us.
If it was anyone else driving Annie home, she would have been a complete nervous wreck. At least she is only really jittery. Crystal’s hand holding Annie’s really seemed to help Annie a lot.
I was going to suggest we stop somewhere to hang out and eat, but the way all three were so pale I knew it wouldn’t be a good idea. I didn’t know, until my goggles told me, that this was where they had all seen whatever it was that came barreling down the big hill toward the intersection. We were getting close to that intersection when my goggles popped up an alert. There was a full, dumpster-emptying, garbage truck parked on the side of the road idling. There were no cameras anywhere which could see who was in it or get any real details, not even the doorbell cameras less than twenty feet away.
The truck pulled away from the curb and started down the hill as I approached the intersection.
Not this time. You are going to die, or at least wish you had, when I’m done with you.
My goggles said the truck driver controlled his speed so that he could floor it to hit my car as hard as possible.
Are they going after Annie, Crystal, or Trudy? This isn’t an accident. It was planned and timed. No one knew when we were checking out or if we would even come this way.
Once the truck drive laid into the gas, they got a very nasty surprise. Around us the stop lights had been set to red for five blocks in every direction. Any cars heading this way had their engines die. I kept driving along like I was completely unaware. The girls weren’t. I told them it wasn’t happening again.
I saw the face of the dead man grinning as he assumed that I couldn’t get out of his way.
Evidently the nurses at the hospital have absolutely no clue.
Using my driving skills, I pulled up the handbrake and turned the steering wheel hard to cause my ties to lose their grip on the pavement. Popping the clutch drifted me over to where I was facing the truck, which was only ten feet away. The truck flew past my car with only a foot between us. I used the place in my head to force the driver to stare at the evil grin on my face until he couldn’t see me anymore.
Have a nice trip. I won’t see you next fall!
In my head I guessed about the right spot for me to pull on the connecting rod attached to the steering for the front wheels. I pulsed the breaks long enough to cause him to lose traction so the backend slid around in the direction he was heading. Blowing the driver’s side tires, and with a little push, the truck tipped. With sparks flying I used pulled the right colors of energy to crimp the doors closed.
A few spot welds will make sure they have to use some heavy machinery to pry the doors open.
The driver had no choice but to slide in the direction I had him going. A bit of a push had him slide into an ammonium nitrate hopper. The guardrail post ripped open his diesel fuel tank as he slid past.
I don’t need to be around here, and neither do the girls.
I slowly drove off toward home before anyone noticed me sitting in the intersection. We were three blocks away when we felt out big explosion right before glass shattered in some of the nearby buildings. The blast went into the fertilizer plant toward a reinforced wall build around the silos specifically to keep fires and explosions from involving the other silos. I saw a note in my sunglasses that the blast only created minor cracks in the wall.
Through the implant, that the man-in-the-machine placed there at some point during my time at the hospital, he told me. “A large caliber handgun added to the list of poor choices he made today. Those who engineered the cab made much better decisions. Instead of shrapnel shredding his body during the explosion, large, solid sections of that engineering marvel have impaled his body. Instead of a quick death, he will remain conscious long enough to receive the answer of the looming question of how he will depart this world. Initially asphyxiation rated the highest probability. Combustion of fluids in the engine block failed miserably, even when it quickly replaced asphyxiation. With his handgun well out of his reach now, so the forerunner is now the painful removal of that which has impaled him until he bleeds out. Don’t permit yourself to feel any guilt about the situation he now finds himself. Had he not attempted to use the large caliber handgun, he would have easily been able to extricate himself via the shattered passenger side window. His actions, and his alone, are what dammed him to his fate.”
I really doubt that I would’ve feel any regret over having killed him myself. Not when he was trying to kill the girls.
“Damn that was close. I don’t think it was a coincidence that he was coming for us right as we got to the same intersection as your accident,” I said softly. “Whoever he was, if he didn’t get killed by the explosion he will be dying a very painful death soon.”
Trudy was the first of the three to have the adrenaline wear off and said, “I hope it takes all night before he dies as they try to get him out. We could really use Paula now.”
“We have Molly. I told her she could better help us from her home or she would have been at the hospital where you three were treated,” I explained. “Paula has always expertly intimidated people with her knowledge as she learned and the presence that lets everyone know she can back everything she says with that same knowledge. They would be worried what she would do if she was able to find them. Whoever did this better find a deep dark hole to hide in. Molly is going to find them. I’m pretty sure she won’t properly comprehend the guilt we would feel if we did what she will do.”
“Molly already found them,” showed on my goggles. “She had already found their approximate location after the first accident. She even has every address where their grandmothers lived from birth to death. Rarely have I encountered anyone, once I became as I am now, that scares me. She scares me David. I can only hope that my council on having their grandmothers exhumed and placed in their beds, while they slept, is amazingly inventive, it is likely to cause some form of legal loophole by which they may escape justice.”
I so don’t even want Molly playing an April fool’s day prank on me.
Annie and Crystal had been talking in the back quietly since the almost car accident. When I let them out at Annie’s house, there were no tears on their faces, only anger. Her parents jumped back in fear when they saw the looks on the girl’s faces. Annie explained what almost just happened to them again. Maybe the van was to be collateral damage as a result of the first accident. The truck today isn’t remotely close to being another accident.
“Daddy. I know you made some jokes about David going to an expensive driving school just to get his license a year early. If not for what he learned there we would all now be dead. The truck missed hitting his car by inches as it continued to speed down the hill,” Annie told her dad before lunging toward him to bury her head in his chest.
I’ve never seen Annie break down and cry like that.
Her dad didn’t seem to show any reaction on his face as he comforted Annie. Crystal waited on Annie to pull away from her dad and then she guided Annie up to her room.
Her dad came over to the car and tried his best to say thank you without breaking down himself at the thought of Annie being in yet another major accident that could have killed her this time.
So only he could hear me I said, “You’ve met Molly, I believe. She wasn’t happy about the first accident. That is saying a lot. She started researching to find out if it was an accident at all. I wasn’t there the first time, but they obviously planned it today. I saw the truck parked at the top of the hill and then saw it pull out. We were the only car anywhere on the road around us. There was still an accident as a result. I’m sure you heard the resulting explosion all the way over here. Let me just say this, someone who knows Molly said that these people might escape justice if she had their grandmothers exhumed and placed into their beds with them. It seems that the trauma might show they were a victim here, not a perpetrator. Molly has a very creative imagination. If I get to find out anything more, I will tell you what I can. No one is hurting my friends if I can help do something about it.”
I got a hug from him before he headed inside to check on Annie.
“That was very nice of you David. Not sure what you told him, but it helped him a lot,” Trudy told me. “Now get us to my house safely David. I’m not dying a virgin.”
Good. She seems to have gotten her head around this being a new start.
I had only just closed the door behind us when Trudy’s mother jumped me to pull me into a hug.
She must not have gotten the memo that I had buffed up a lot while I was gone.
It didn’t take a lot of thought to match up the time we got here and the explosion right around when we were heading through that part of town. While the news would have a story on it soon, and with a Honda sort of like mine, but not beaten up, she was going to assume we were at least near there. If she is going to continue trusting me, I can’t dodge her questions.
Well Trudy has other ideas it seems.
I could tell she wanted to ask a lot of questions about the hospital where Trudy went after the first accident and details about today, but Trudy was pulling me toward the basement door they didn’t have in their old house. Downstairs I noticed her area was the underground half of the basement.
“Mom has had no sex life since my dad was out of the picture. I’ve had a very active one. Molly knew we needed to have our own private, intimate, spaces,” Trudy explained before I could even ask. “Mine is more secure than mom’s since I’m going to be here alone when mom is out of town. The door on the outside wall over there goes to what Molly called a man-trap, but this one is a one-way, mostly. At the top of the stairs there is a level that releases it manually, or I can use the handle behind the wall panel to release it. You must close, and lock, the door to the house before the trap door will release. There isn’t even a doorknob or way to open the door to the house from outside. That isn’t to say I can’t release the trap door to let people sneak in that way and then let them into the house. Molly had special cameras installed everywhere and you saw the video doorbell. I even know when someone is walking up to the house.”
Trudy was hornier than I had ever seen her, but she didn’t want to just screw like rabbits, she had the whole weekend planed out.
From how she explained it, she remembered a lot of that time, but her mom was going to help her with the little details about the night she lost her virginity. Fortunately, they weren’t big things she didn’t exactly remember. I found some were things like the genre and decade of the music playing that night. There was a street corner preacher trying his best to sell what no one there was interesting in buying. Others were how the place smelled. Trudy explained that she talked this over, in detail, with the therapist that was helping her deal with the mental aftereffect from the wreck, and her past. After talking it over with her mom they came up with a plan. Having someone she loves, who loves her back, was a great way to help her move past the bad memories of that night.
I noticed she never mentioned anything about how her hymen had regrown or that her body appeared physically the same from that night.
We went over everything that she did with that jerk that night. This included the hanging out with his friends, dancing, making out, and where some drinking led her to finally losing her virginity.
He never needed the date rape drug to get in her pants that night.
I found it was very good that we planned for an uninterrupted weekend together. Trudy tired easily and would sleep for hours before we could continue. Based on the plan, we couldn’t sleep together, even fully dressed, yet. After she fell asleep the second time, I went upstairs to talk to her mother. Many times, Trudy had her mom waiting on here there, so she remembered how it tasted. We did our best to recreate foods that tasted as close as possible.
It didn’t hurt that the man-in-the-machine somehow had all the recipes that magically appeared in Trudy’s mom’s email.
One of the times we were talking I caught a whiff of her arousal. It was heavier than Trudy, but clearly, they were mother and daughter. She did her best to try to hide her arousal. More than once I noticed her idly diddling herself, or grinding against something, without even knowing she was doing it.
“You know, I am a teenaged boy and I’ve been cooped up in the therapy hospital with the girls. My only real options are having sex with the nurses. While there are a few of the women in the physical therapy area that interest me a bit, none of the nurses really interest me. You’re a woman who obviously has needs. Trudy needs me to last longer than what happened her first time. We can help each other out, if you want. You know I’m not going to talk to anyone about it. Now I’ve grown a bit since you last saw me naked,” I said as she was holding her arms up over her head for me to lift her nightgown over her head.
She needs it and knows I will stop, immediately, if she tells me it is too much.
I let her set the pace once we were both naked. For a while we just kissed and played with each other. Eventually she decided she was ready. She pushed me on my back and worked to slowly get my dick into her hot, tight, and very hairy, pussy.
No wonder some guys get into doing it with mothers and daughters. Not my thing. She needs dick from a guy she could trust. I’m cool with being that for her when she needs me.
Like with nearly all the girls I’ve been inside, her pussy had to acclimate to my dick. Unlike the girls, once she left the starting gate. she was riding me like a prize-winning racehorse in the last big race of their Triple Crown. She was good for a sprint but couldn’t keep up that pace like a teenager. I took over to make her climax repeatedly until I gave her a large sperm-laden load.
“Damn David, you are a fucking machine, in every way. You’ve gotten a god’s body now. Anyone hinting at steroid use only need to see your huge cock and balls to blow their allegations out of the water. You are a bit young still, so you have no idea how that would do it for most of the perfect body, size-zero supermodel types, and all of those who are trying to be like them. Shoot, you bat your eyes at an insecure young woman in her teens, or early twenties, and you will have them doing everything they can to get you in bed with them. When they find out you’re an unselfish lover, you won’t need to ever worry about the girls at high school giving you the cold shoulder,” she explained. “Trudy and I talked about you late into the night the first time I came home to find you two naked in her bed. I know boys and men David, I’m not some prude who waited until my wedding night, I was just more discrete than Trudy. She fought hard to convince me that you weren’t like any boy either of us had before. I was skeptical when she said you would always be best friends. Friends with benefits that was on her terms whenever she felt she wanted, or needed, to go there with you. You two act more like siblings than any of my nieces and nephews, even if it is practically incestuous. I’ve already seen how the two of you are completely immodest around each other, which differs from all guys in her past. From what she told me, and what I observed many times, she would cover her naked body as soon as the guy pulled out, even with his semen running down in the insides of her thighs. As soundly as you two were sleeping that first day I met you sort of explained her immodest attitude around you. I’m still trying to wrap my head around how you rode your bike over here the day of the tornado instead of driving, because you were honoring the terms of your punishment and she was in danger. She said you didn’t even bat an eye as you got her naked friends dressed and into the safety of the bathtub. Most men I know wouldn’t do that. Then you go off to play the hero by risking your life to safe Molly’s family without even knowing them. Her friends still can’t believe that you saved their lives because she is your best friend and that you would never ask for anything in return from any of them. She had to explain it to them many times for them to get it. Trudy did make sure they knew that should they feel so inclined to thank you intimately, you would likely refuse them if you felt they were just doing it because they thought you earned it, not because they wanted to have sex with you. Your mom sat with me to let me know that you put your entire life on hold to be there with the four girls after the accident and wouldn’t leave until they were all deemed ready to come home. You spent months by her side David. She would have completely understood your needing to take a break for time to yourself, and yet here you are playing pretend to help her put her past behind her. I know you aren’t doing it to get sexual experience or because you need to get laid, you showed me places I never knew my body could take me. I’m glad you didn’t let her push you away that day on the bus.”
“Yes, he has mom. It looks like you experienced David’s magic wand too it seems,” Trudy said as she stood naked in the doorway playing with her nipple and rubbing her clit. “Right now, I need him to wash my back and then take me to see the stars.”
After our shower Trudy guided me through what to do up until we were both naked as we recreated that night. It was now my turn to play my part. I spent hours just loving her body. Teasing her tiny nipples in my mouth made her come and come from those sensitive little nubbins. She was way past ready to have me take her virginity, so I slid down to munch on her downy haired fish taco. While she may have pushed my head away after she came, I gently slid a finger through her hymen and worked over her g-spot. Like her nipples, with her physically reverted to how she was that night, her g-spot was unbelievably sensitive, but well hidden.
If any guy had bothered to pin her knees to her tits, so he hit her g-spot, she wouldn’t let him stop fucking her until his dick wouldn’t be getting hard again for months.
Finally, it was time for the main event. As I moved up her body, I felt myself going limp as I realized that her body was currently less developed than Chrissy. Now her huskily telling me to show her all about fucking had me rock hard instantly.
That is a cheesy line.
I knew better than to laugh because that was what she told the guy that night before slamming his dick through her cherry, did a few rough strokes inside her, came, wiped his dick with her panties, and left.
I’m not about to recreate that memory. I wish she would get on top instead of insisting we do it with me on top, exactly like the guy did that night. If she had known of any position other than missionary it would have been at least a bit more pleasurable.
With my precum slickened flanged purple prong at her receptacle, I slowly began to plug myself into her recently replaced receptacle. I knew she was feeling pain from me pushing on the door to her heated swimming hole. Repeatedly I pushed up against the stubborn door, to gain some ground opening it, but stepped back to wait until the hinges slickened up again to work to get the door open a bit more. Twenty minutes later the door flew from its hinges to allow me to dive right in.
I may not have the girth of that guy, but I do have twice the length and know exactly how to hit her g-spot.
Very slowly we worked my dick into her until it bottomed out with around five inches inside her. I only needed an inch and a half to rub over her g-spot for me to make her cum repeatedly. She was soon falling asleep on me but told me I couldn’t stop until I came inside her. As I worked myself up to getting off, we both lost count of her orgasms. I did tell her if she stopped making her pussy wet that I would stop, even if I hadn’t cum yet. Once I gave her the load she needed, I washed us up, ate her to make her wet, rolled on my back, and we worked five inches of my newly erected boner inside her so that she went to sleep on my chest.
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