. This is simply my fantasy, with a little bit of my real life experiences mixed in here and there. Parts of this story may be sadistic and extreme. M... apologies if the story is a little s**ttered.. You will just have to deal with it! :) Please be kind, but honest and let me know what you think. The beginning.Buzzzzz, buzzzzzz... My cellphone vibrated on the night stand beside my bed. I groggily felt around in the dark until I got a hold of it. Half asleep and blinded by the bright light of the. ..but it was working. I got up to lock the doors and when I turned around will was rubbing a nice looking cock, probably about 6 inches or so. I commented that it looked like he was enjoying the movie, and asked if he wanted some help. He nodded yes, so I reached over and began stroking away slowly. He hada bit of precum appear, so I put my finger on it, and then licked my finger. I told him to come down from the top bunk where it was easier, then folded it up. I layed on the bottom bunk and. When we woke up he asked, “Was getting knocked up part of your plan, little girl?”I frowned and said, “Not really. As you saw first-hand, my plan wasn’t worth shit. Now I feel like getting pregnant with your baby would be totally worth it for getting to feel you flood my womb with your hot cream. I adore having you fuck me bare-back.”“I suppose I can’t convince you to go home to mommy and be back in school on Monday,” Mr. Gerald said.“I doubt mom and I can be in the same room until I’m thirty. I will change out of this and throw it away, and this will never happen again." And my clothes in your foot locker? I know you are trusting but a lock never hurt." This time there was the faintest hint of a smile. "I know you are a Type-A type, as I have seen you at work, and that was part of my attraction to you, but seeing this side is something new -- and not unattractive -- with some work. Here are the ground rules: 1) You are not to refer to yourself by your name at any time when you are.