I was then driving, having a driver’s license. I had a cousin who was in the seventh grade and that afternoon I drove her to meet up with some friends at a doughnut shop to discuss a joint project. One of the girls there lived up in the canyon. My cousin asked me to drive her home, because she had to babysit her little sister. On the drive up she was talkative and asked me if I had ever seen a real pussy. She bet me I hadn’t and asked what I would give her if she showed me. I had been playing along with her but the minute it got serious I got serious. She got mad at me for going parental on her, and she pulled her pants down in the car, and ‘showed’ me her pussy. I was driving so I kept my eyes on the road, but not without taking a look first.
She followed up with do you want to fuck me. This girl was forward, and hearing those words from a girl’s mouth was disturbing. I told her to quit that, she was too young to talk about that. She said she was thirteen and she wanted to get fucked real bad. Why wouldn’t I fuck her. With that she leaned over and grabbed my pants and started to work the zipper down. I had to stop the car, turn into a side street. She got my dick out and started to suck me. By then she had taken her pants off. I was fucking her on her back in the front seat when the cop knocked on the window.
Perversion of a minor. The only out I had was to marry her. Save her honor. Sixteen getting married to a thirteen year old girl, but the judge let it by. My mother was beyond consoling. Her mother was angry and blamed me for fucking her daughter. Her father was stoic, solid ice. My father, patted me on the be back and told me that I had to go ahead and fuck her until she could only see me. And do it fast, don’t let grass grow under your feet on that one. Get her pregnant, that way she would only respond to me. Something about little nymphos needing to be put in their place.
She was wild, now that there were no barriers to her having sex. I would like to think I was doing the the fucking, it was her, insatiable, and once pregnant it was worse. I got a showing of pussy, and asshole. She liked to ride up and down my dick while I was on my back and let her little tits bounce up and down. Nothing satisfied her. But my father was right, once it was imprinted on her that she was mine she didn’t search out anyone else. She loved being ‘owned’, being ‘married’, being a ‘wife’. Totally medieval. If I would have had a branding iron, she would have had me use it on her.
