Indulgence

Indulgence

A/N: Written at the request of my boyfriend. More coming eventually... (Please ignore any typos. Thanks)
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“Mum? Da? Are you here?” She peaked around the corner, into the den.

“Right here, Lamb. Do you need anything?”

“Aye, I do.” She twiddled her thumbs and looked at her feet. Ann Thomas looked at her daughter with concern.

“Sit down, Sweetie.” She said softly, patting the seat next to her. Elizabeth Thomas nodded toward her mother before settling down onto the plush tan couch.

“I wanted to tell you two that . . . ”

“That what, Lamb?” Her father asked. He was a tall man, originally from California, with dark skin and intense eyes; an extreme contrast to Elizabeth’s mother, who was tall as well, but with reddish blonde hair and blue eyes.

“Cecil and I . . . we . . . ”

“Your boyfriend?”

“Uh-huh. We um . . . We slept together last night. I mean we used protection and all but I thought I . . . I should tell you.”

“You slept with him?” Her father said.

“Yeah, I did.”

“How dare you?! Elizabeth, I thought we raised you better? No sex until you’re married!” Her mother blurted out. Elizabeth looked away as her mother ranted on about the sin she had committed and how she had disgraced the family. The Irish woman was certainly known for her temper; however her father, Dean, sat there looking at this pride and joy calmly.

“As long as you used protection, I’m not mad. I’m not happy, truth be told, but I’m not mad, Lamb.”

The sixteen year-old girl got up and hugged her father.

“Thanks Da.”

“You, young lady, are grounded. No anything for the rest of the year.”

“But Mum!”

“Now Ann, that’s a little harsh.”

“Well it’s that or plan B”

“I’m afraid to ask but what’s plan B?”

“Private school.”

“No way! I refuse! There’s no way I’m going to some stuffy private school where the kids all wear blazers and, and clogs! Not to mention the work would be outrageously hard!”

“You know Lamb, private school might be good. No boys to worry about, plus it would be a challenge to your mind and would look really good on college applications.”

And that was how Elizabeth Thomas ended up in Hart County Catholic School.
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“You’ve got to be kidding me?!” She complained, trudging along the gravel path to the girl’s dormitory and tugging her skirt down, trying to cover more leg. Elizabeth was strict jeans and t-shirt kind of girl and was never seen in anything other than sneakers. So the school uniform with the zip-up turtleneck, the vest, and worst of all the plaid skirt was pure torture for her. The school issued ‘clogs’ weren’t that great either in her opinion. Also the students weren’t allowed to wear their hair up so her ponytail was out of the question.

“This sucks.” Grumbling, she kicked her shoulder bag into her room, which she shared with a blond girl named Samantha, and slammed the door. It was small with two desks, a set of small beds and a small entertainment center. The walls were covered with various posters and pictures. Two large dressers stood on either side of the room which held their casual clothes and uniforms. Her dorm mate wasn’t there so she stripped and put on her PJ’s, and collapsed on her bed.

“This can’t get any worse,” the black-haired girl said aloud. “I mean, come on! I broke up with my boyfriend of a year just to come to a CATHOLIC school because my mother threw a fit about my having sex. Life bites.” She mused. She snapped out of her internal ranting when Samantha came in, She’d only known the girl for a week and already considered her a good friend.

“Hey Lizza, you wanna go to town tomorrow?”

“To town?” Rolling over to her side to look at her roommate, “I thought we weren’t allowed to.”

Samantha dropped onto the bed next to her. “Students can go to town every other Saturday for six hours. We have to sign out and then sign back in when we get back. So how ‘bout it? You wanna?”

“Sure! Why not?”

“Great!” She jumped up. “I know this awesome place where we can grab some lunch, and I know this cute guy you’ll love.”

“I dunno Sam, a guy? I just broke up with Cecil and I didn’t really want to.”

“Aww, Lizza, give him a try. He’s really nice.” The blonde winked and went over to her desk to turn her computer on. “Seriously. David is really great. He’s nice, funny, sweet, and really hot too.”

“Ok! Ok! I’ll meet him! Just shut up about him.”

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Lily May’s café was a small place but always full, especially with the local students. The two owners had named it after their adopted daughter who now managed the tiny restaurant. The front counter served as a soda fountain and was lined with shiny red swivel stools. Booths lined one wall, while the other had a table big enough to sit twelve guests. The middle had small tables with blue table cloths covering them. A broken jukebox from the 50's sat in a corner, right next to a brand-new one.

Elizabeth was there, nestled into the corner of a booth, finally dressed in her jeans and t-shirt again. Her customary ponytail had returned to its usual spot as well. She sipped her milkshake and listened to Samantha prattle on about the guy she was about to meet. What was his name again? Dave? Drew? Dennis?

“David!” Ah that was it. David. “Listen, this is David. The guy I was telling you about.”

“Hi.” She smiled politely as he sat down. Next to her.

“Nice to meet you. Sam’s told me a lot about you.”

“She has?”

“Yeah, all about how you’re easy and will sleep with anyone.”

“I did not! Lizza, he’s lying!”

Elizabeth only sat there, slightly stunned, worrying that sleeping with her boyfriend once had already earned her a reputation for being slutty.

“Geez Sam, calm down. I’m only kidding.” He laughed and ran a hand through his hair in that I’m-all-that-and-you-want-to-fuck-me kind of way. Not that it wasn’t true, Elizabeth thought. He really was good looking and she could already imaging herself lying underne- OK, now was not the time for those thoughts.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you David,” She said, shaking off those previous thoughts, “I hope we’ll be good friends.”

“I’m sure we will be.”
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The next time she saw David was at the theater later in the month. She was standing outside waiting for her dorm mate to show when he came out carrying a half empty box of popcorn.

“Hey Lizza.”

“Hm? David? What are you doing here?”

“Watching a movie of course. What else would I be doing?”

“Who knows really. You could be beating up kids in the arcade.”

“With popcorn?”

“Yes. With popcorn.”

David laughed and slung his arm over her shoulder. “You know Elizabeth, I like you. I like you a lot.” He whispered in her ear. She smiled and turned her head away from him, blushing.

“Now, now, don’t be shy. I mean it. I like you.”

“I kinda like you too.”

“Great! Since we both like each other why don’t we go out some time? Maybe go skating?”

“Well, I can only leave school every other Saturday.”

“Oh, that rule. Don’t worry. I know about it. I go to HCCS too.”

She looked at him incredulously. “But I’ve never seen you.”

He guided her out of the walkway as a movie had just let out.

“I have algebra with Sam, but the rest of my classes are advanced. That’s probably why. So how ‘bout it? Date?”

“Sure, I guess. It can’t hurt anything.”

David beamed, swooped down and gave her a peck on the lips.

“I’ll see you on the next outing then. How about lunch at Lily May’s and then we’ll head to the rink?”

“S-sure.”
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Two weeks ago, David had asked her out and remarkably she had said yes. However, the confused girl was worrying about Cecil. They had just broken up a month ago and here she was getting ready for a date. Was she some kind of slut? Well, she wasn’t going to sleep with him, so she couldn’t be labeled a whore.

Elizabeth glanced at the clock. 10:30. She still half an hour until she could leave. Snatching a magazine up, she collapsed onto her bed. What had possessed her to agree, she wondered. Sure, David was really nice and damn good looking, but she had only met him twice.

She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn’t register the door flying open.

“So! What’s this I hear about you and David?”

“Sam? Weren’t you at breakfast?”

“Yeah, but I had to get ready to leave. I’m going to my parent’s today to see my little girl.”

“Your little girl? You have a daughter?”

“Yeah, her name’s Tina. She’s only six months old.”

“But how? Who?”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s a long story. Anyway, let’s go. We’ll be first in line at check out time.”


Lily May’s was crowded but she managed to snag a small table just before David showed. He kissed her lightly on the lips and handed her a rose.

“Th-thank you.” She stuttered. Cecil had never given her a rose.

“A beautiful flower for a beautiful girl.”

Rolling her eyes at the cheesy line, she smiled.

“I hate to burst your bubble but I’m not beautiful.”

“Of course you are.” He countered, picking up a menu. “Name one thing unattractive about yourself.”

“Easy, I have big hips.”

“You have nice, wide hips. They’re sexy.” David winked.

“I... I don’t know what to say.” She blushed.

“Don’t worry about it. Besides, I think all of you is sexy.”

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Elizabeth sped past him, her ponytail waving behind her. She turned abruptly.

“Come on, David. Catch up.” She laughed as she lapped him.

“No fair, I didn’t know you could skate that well.”

She grinned and came to a stop a few feet away.

“All night, I guess. I’ll go easy on you.”

The lights flashed all around the rink and a few kids were playing games in the corner. Most people though were on the floor, skating. Once he reached his date, he stopped along side her.

“I’ve an idea. How about we head to my place? Maybe watch a movie?”

“Your place? Don’t you live in the dorms?”

“Nah. My parents are pretty well off. They got me my own apartment.”

“That’s awfully nice of them.”

“Yeah, they’re great. A little strict but other than that . . . ”

The two skated over to the main floor to take their skates off.

“My place then? I’ve got some good movies. Better yet, I’ve got the Muppet show on DVD.

“Oh! I loved the Muppet Show.”


David’s apartment was small but not cheap. He had a tan recliner and couch in the living room along with the entertainment center, and stools along the kitchen counter for he had no dinner table. Down the hall, she guessed was the bathroom and his bedroom.

The two of them sat of the couch watching the Muppet Show.

“I hate to admit it.” She said, “But I had a huge crush on Rick Moranis as a kid.”

“Are you telling me that you had a crush on the world’s geekiest man, Lizza?”

“‘Fraid so, I don’t have the slightest clue as to why though.”

“Everyone’s got their kink. Yours was just geeky men, apparently.”

“Oh yeah? And what’s yours?”

“You’ll find out eventually.”

“Oh? Is that a promise?”

She was acting completely unlike herself. Something about him made her open up.

“Yes. It is.”

“Is that so? Go ahead then tell me.”

“How about I show you?” He leaned over and kissed her. Her eyes widened as she felt his hand shake up her shirt.

“Da . . . David.” She squeaked breathlessly.

“Do you want me to stop?” he whispered seductively.

“I... No.”

“Good.” He pushed down onto the couch. He nibbled on her neck, encouraged by her gasps.

“You’re gorgeous, Lizza.” He kissed her again, sucking on her lower lip while he stroked her breasts with his hands. She arched her back and started tugging at his shirt. They broke apart and quickly discarded their unnecessary clothes.

As he shed his boxers, she wrapped a hand around his member and gave a few pumps before engulfing it in her mouth.

“Ahh. “ He moaned burying his hands in her hair. “Mm. Lizza, if you keep this up, we’ll never get to the main attraction.”

“Perhaps.” She said, giving a final lick, “But we’d certainly make it to the grand finale.”

“That’s true,” He pulled her to her feet and ushered her down the hall and into his room.

“You have a condom right?”

“Yeah,” He reached over to his night stand and pulled out a condom which he rolled onto his cock. He rubbed his dick against Elizabeth’s flat stomach before lying her on her back and straddling her.

“Ohh.. David. Please,” She wriggled beneath him.

He inched into her hot, moist pussy and, losing patience, impaled the blue-eyed girl onto him. She gasped and threw her head back.

“You’re tight Lizza.” He muttered, thrusting into her, his hands gripping onto her hips. She panted as she rocked forward to meet his thrusts.

“Oh god,” she moaned, “Harder, please.” He lifted her bottom off the bed and pounded into her with wild abandon.

“I’m close.” He warned. She clenched her muscles as tight as she could and rocked with him, one hand fondling her own breasts, the other tucked behind her head. It wasn’t long before he froze and orgasmed, grunting slightly.

He collapsed atop her and inhaled. She smelled good, kind of earthy. He nuzzled her neck. She sighed in a satisfied sort of way. David planted a quick kiss to her lips and scrambled off, pulling the moist condom off and throwing it in the trash. He curled up next to her and yawned.

“It’s only Four, you know. We have enough time to take a nap.”

She stretched, “That sounds like a good idea.”
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Elizabeth was frantic. It had been a month since she slept with David and she was two weeks late.

She didn’t understand; they had used protection, so she shouldn’t be late. She couldn’t be late. She was so worried and panicky that she skipped her classes that day. She had been worrying about it since she first realized her period was late but she pushed it to the back of her mind. Now, however, it was obvious. She was pregnant.

She sighed and hugged her pillow. What was she going to do?

“Hey, Lizza. You ok?”

“Sam? When did classes let out?”

“Just a few minutes ago. Since you weren’t in english, I came to check on you. Are you coming to dinner?”

“Yeah, I guess.” She wiped her eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Sam . . . I think I’m pregnant but, I don’t know how. I’ve only slept with David recently and he used a condom, I made sure.”

“Oh that. I should have warned you. David . . . sabotages his condoms. He pokes holes in all of them. He thinks pregnant girls are hot.”

“How do you know?”

“Me? I’ve found out three times. He’s Tina’s dad.”

“So he’s done this before?”

“Yeah, but don’t worry. You can have an abortion if it’s that bad. He’ll give you the money, and if you don’t want one, he’ll take care of you and the baby.”

“How can he afford that?” She asked softly, clutching her pillow.

“His grandfather left his entire fortune to him when he died. Some 30 billion dollars I think.”

“Woah.. 30 billion? That’s a lot.”

“Being pregnant’s not that bad. It makes the sex better and everyone’s really nice to you.” She waved a hand, “The cravings and morning sickness kinda suck but that doesn’t last long.”

Elizabeth hugged her pillow tighter.

“So he did this to me on purpose.”

“Well . . . Yeah.”

“That Bastard! I’ll kill him!” She threw the pillow across the room, “I’m never speaking to him again.”

“That won’t work, trust me.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“You’ll see.”
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She’d managed to avoid David for five months so far, and had told her parents over Christmas break. Ann, of course, had panicked and even her father was upset. But of course, both of them were firmly against abortion so that explained her swelling belly and why she was currently headed to the office to pick up her new uniform.

There wasn’t much the school could do for her except keep giving her bigger sizes because the company didn’t make maternity uniforms. As it was, her growing belly was peeking out from beneath her blouse and vest, and she couldn’t pull her skirt up around it or it would be obscenely short. Many of the students had been giving her looks and she had a gut feeling that her classmates were constantly talking about her. Only Sam stood by her side, constantly reassuring her.

Clutching her new(er) uniform, she hurried back to her dorm.

“Hey Sam! You here?” She recieved no reply so she kicked off her shoes, unbuttoned her skirt and relaxed on her bed. It feels good, she thought, to finally be able to loosen that tight skirt.

She rubbed her belly lightly.

“You better be worth this.” She murmured

“Oh, I assure you, he will be.”

“Huh? What?” She started, sitting up, “David! How’d you get in here?”

“Sam let me in, now if you don’t mind,” he pinned her arms to the bed and straddled her legs. “I’d like to get to business.”

“What the hell are you talking about, you prick? Get off me!” She wriggled and thrashed about, trying to buck the blond off.

“Now Lizza, that’s not going to work. Besides, I’ve known lots of pregnant women and they . . . all . . . ” he let go of one arm, and rubbed her clit through her panties, “are extremely horny.”

She gasped and stopped fighting.

“It’s not like I can get you pregnant right now. Come on, I know you want it.”

She looked up at him angrily. “You did this to me on purpose, Asshole!”

David smiled and continued his ministrations.

“Are you really that angry?” he asked, yanking her underwear down. “You’re gorgeous with your swelling belly all round and ripe.” He leaned forward and rubbed his cock on her bulging middle.

“Is this really that bad?”

At this point, Elizabeth was at a loss for words, she threw her head back, moaning softly as he caressed her belly and clit at the same time. She had no idea how incredibly sensitive her tummy was going to be and he felt amazing.

“David,” she managed to get out, rubbing her own belly. “Fuck me!”

David grinned, “You only had to ask,” he released his hold over the girl and prompted her to sit up. “It’ll be easier on you and the baby if you get on all fours.”

Hesitantly, Elizabeth did as he suggested, her eyes going wide as David hiked her skirt up and over her hips. He gripped the skirt with one hand and used his other to steady himself as the thrust into her, causing her to moan yet again.

“I’ve always had a skirt fetish,” he whispered, “And this is two dreams come true. Fucking a pregnant school girl with her skirt still on, Mmm . . . ” He reached around, tweaking a nipple before stroking her belly.

“You’re going to be huge before I’m done with you,” he grunted, rocking back and forth. Elizabeth was at a loss for words. All she could comprehend was the intense pleasure and David talking. What was he saying? Something . . .

She held back as long as she could, until she felt a very slight twinge. She let herself relax completely as David gave a final thrust and came at the same time she did. She panted heavily and fell forward resting on her chest. Hot cum started to trickle down her leg as David pulled out of her, still rubbing her swollen stomach.