It was almost at the start of the Thatcher Years in 1980 when I was out with my wife in one of the better pubs in the poorer run down part of town. Thatcher was so busy fighting unions and the EU that she temporarily let the domestic scene slip. My wife was a social worked and child protection officer and often told me horror stories about what she came upon in her work. This day as we sat quietly eating crisps and drinking some pretty good beer, my wife quietly pointed out a young girl sat the other side of the beer garden.
“She’s one of them. One of the young girls that are out night after night trying to pick up men to get herself pregnant.” Marie had told me about them before. It appeared that if you got yourself pregnant, as a single mum the council put you into a one or two bedroomed flat. If you managed to get pregnant a second time you hit the jackpot with a two / three bedroomed house as our area had so few larger flats. If you were unlucky enough to have two children the same sex, you needed to get pregnant a third time for the jackpot.
“She’s already got one that she dumps on her mother while she’s out looking for men,” Marie informed me. I took a good look at the young woman, she was barely seventeen. With a good scrub up she could have looked really presentable. Instead, she was here looking pretty tarty with her cropped top and short skirt displaying her wares. I thought little more about her until my wife pointed out a second girl, she like the first girl was out trying to pick up men and get herself pregnant. Like the first girl she was quite attractive but also very young. Marie pointed out that she was barely sixteen and had two young boys already and was wanting a third one to get rehoused in a three bedroom house.
All thoughts of young girls throwing themselves at almost any man that would fuck them soon passed as we had our own scene to go to tonight. Marie and I had been swingers for a year or more, and it was Marie that had organised tonights entertainment. It was a bit of a two faced attitude my wife had towards these girls, when in an hour or two she would be throwing herself at any man she fancied at the party.
We married fairly young when I was just twenty one and Marie was twenty four and just before the wedding she informed me that there was no way that she was ever having kids. I was a bit disappointed as I like kids and thought I could be a good dad, but I loved Marie and respected that she didn’t want to bring any more kids into this world. I was now twenty three and although I enjoyed the swinging scene and loved Marie, I wanted something more but wasn’t quite sure what.
The party was a good one and I quickly lost sight of Marie, but I could still hear her as she made moaning noises, in an adjacent room, as she enjoyed two men. I couldn’t complain as I enjoyed the ample charms of Barbra. I hadn’t met her before that night but hoped that I meet her again at some of the parties.
It was a few days later that Marie was running another of these young women down, that she spotted while we were shopping. It transpired that the young woman had already had three kids, by different men, just to get a house, and now she had the kids taken away from her, into care, as she was still out screwing around and left the kids on their own a few times. Again, I could see that with a good scrub up she could be a very pretty girl.
That night Marie was giving me instructions of what to do, and when, as she was away in London for the next week on a training seminar with two other colleagues from work. She was telling me of all the meals she had set up for me, and when to put the bust bin out. An hour later I was driving her to pick up two work colleagues and drop them off at the station to catch a train to London. I was more than a little surprised that both colleagues were men and I knew that one had been a bit touchy feely with Marie at the last Christmas party. It didn’t take much to work out that he probably thought his birthday was up and I doubted that Marie would resist his charms. Yes, I expected that my wife would cheat on me.
Back home on my own, within an hour I was bored, and rang my mate to go to the pub. Unfortunately, he was busy and couldn’t go. I decided to go anyway and I don’t know why but I found myself back in the pub where Marie had pointed out the young girls wanting to get pregnant. I told myself that I was just going to watch and observe them.
It was barely an hour before the first one Marie had pointed out came in and went straight to the bar for a drink. She chatted to several of the old men that congregate around the bar before finding a table and chair and sitting down. She was quickly joined by a second and then a third girl. They were all of similar ages by the looks of them. One of them went over to two men, who were probably in their thirties, and started to chat to them. She was quickly sat with them and I wondered if she was going to fuck one or perhaps both of them in her quest to get pregnant.
The prettiest of the three came over to me and asked if I wanted any company. If I didn’t know better I would have thought she was a prostitute trying a pick up line. She wanted to know what had brought me to the pub besides my Volvo car. I told her my wife was away for a week and her eyes lit up. I found that for a young girl she was quite articulate and could talk about many things and had travelled quite a bit with her parents. I asked what brought her to the pub and she moved in closer and whispered to me and said that she was looking for a good seeing to. I was a bit surprised that she was so up front about it. Then she asked if I would like to go back to her flat for a good shag.
It was at this point that I wondered just how young she actually was and asked her. She joked that she was old enough and if I wanted proof it was in her flat. I found myself following Mandy out of the pub and pointing out my car. Three minutes later we were stopped outside of some pretty run down flats and I was again following Mandy up several flights of stairs as the lift was out of order. I could feel my cock already rising as I had a good view up her short skirt at her tight panties.
Once in her flat Mandy took me straight to her room where she immediately started to strip off. I had to ask her to slow down and show me just how old she was. The last thing I wanted was to fuck some underaged girl and add to the national problem of underage pregnancies that the government was just beginning to talk about, or having the police arresting me for sex abuse. For those not in the UK the age of consent is sixteen and Mandy’s passport clearly showed she was seventeen.
Mandy quickly resumed stripping off. It was all a bit fast. Even in our swinging circles there is at least time for some foreplay before getting down to a good old fashioned fucking, but here was Mandy already laid on her bed with her legs spread wide open telling me to hurry up. There was no romance or any build up at all. All Mandy wanted was for me to strip and get on top and fuck her.
She seemed shocked when I was naked and instead of just fucking her I went down between her legs and started to lick and suck her pretty little pussy. As I licked I could see quite a few stretch marks where clearly she had already carried a baby. Mandy although surprised that I wanted to lick her pussy soon settled into enjoying it and was running her hands through my hair as I licked away at a nice plump clitoris.
It didn’t take long before Mandy was shaking and groaning loud Ooohs and Aaahs as she came. Before she had recovered I was on top in the missionary position and sliding my cock all the way into her pussy. Mandy was soon Ooohing and Aaahing loudly as I slowly fucked her with long slow strokes. All to quickly she was coming again and this time she was taking me with her. Her legs wrapped around me and her hands were on my arse cheeks making sure that I didn’t pull out when I came.
I felt string after string of my cum explode into her womb as my buried cock erupted deep in her young body. It felt so exciting knowing that I might be the father of her next baby. We lay resting for a while, with me laid next to Mandy, and she lay with her legs raised to prevent loss of any of my cum and to help it take it’s journey to her eggs. It was almost ten minutes and I think Mandy was almost ready to kick me out. After all I had done what she wanted.
The quiet was shattered as someone came through the front door and called out for Mandy. With this woman was a young baby crying and Mandy quickly got up and slipped into a dressing gown and went to tend to whoever it was. I could hear them talking but couldn’t hear what was being said. A few minuets later the door opened and closed again. The woman had left but the baby hadn’t as it was still crying.
In case someone had come into the bedroom I had pulled to covers over myself to cover my nakedness up. Then the bedroom door opened and Mandy came in carrying a baby that couldn’t be more than six months old. She climbed into bed next to me and steered the baby to one of her nipples as she covered and comforted the baby. I had thought earlier that Mandy had rather plump tits but failed to realise that it was because they were full of milk. As the baby settled and started suckling I moved in and took the other nipple into my mouth and sucked.
It’s not as easy as you think to get milk from a pregnant woman’s tits, and Mandy had to show me how and where to suck so I got to enjoy her milk as well. The baby was soon dozing on Mandy’s chest and she told me to move so she could go and put the baby down in his bed. Mandy was out of the room for several minutes and then returned to me. She asked had I enjoyed her milk and I told her that I had and as she allowed me to drink a drop more she was stroking my soft cock. It wasn’t soft for very long.
Mandy was happy to allow me to move her into the doggy position and fuck her hard a second time. Afterwards and a short recovery time she asked me to leave her. Before she did she gave me a phone number and said that her cousin lived in one of the three other towns close to ours and she was also game for a good shagging if I was interested, she also told me when she was liable to be in the pub again.
I made my way home knowing that I might have just impregnated Mandy. Whilst it felt wrong cheating on Marie, it also felt right having done what Mandy wanted, and the thought of making her pregnant had me excited again. Being a repair engineer I am always on the move and work between, not only the four towns, but also out to a much wider area and I put Mandy’s cousin’s number in my van in the off chance that I might be out there soon. I had barely got back indoors when Marie called to say she was in a rather nice hotel and was out shortly for dinner with her works colleagues. She sounded a little strange and almost as if she were out of breath. I wondered if she had also cheated on me already.
The following day there was little work about and I found myself close to where Mandy’s cousin lived. I rang her and told her that I had seen Mandy the previous evening, and that Mandy had given me her number if I was up for some fun. She told me that her name was Juliette, but everyone just calls her Julie and that she was free at the moment if I was close. I told her I could be wither in about ten minutes.
On arrival, it was again some run down flats, and fortunately this time she was on just the second floor. Like Mandy she was also pretty young and had twins about nine months old. There was no mistaking why I was there, as before, without another word was said she was down to just her pink panties. She seemed surprised when I asked her for proof of age, but she was just seventeen by two weeks. Again, I didn’t just fuck her, I went down for a good muff dive before screwing her. Afterwards she told me that she was happy for me to call again, but to ring first.
That night Marie again rang me and again she sounded worn out and breathless. After she had called off I returned to the pub and picked up one of the four girls there. She was just a little older at eighteen and again all she wanted was a good shagging to get her pregnant. I duly obliged. Over the week I screwed nine different girls all over sixteen and all under nineteen.
Once Marie returned home I had to curb my enthusiasm to screw these girls, but we were soon back to swapping and partying. Then just a month later came the real shock! Marie was pregnant and from the dates there was a better than evens chance that she got pregnant whilst away at her seminar. I could hardly say much as I could have impregnated up to nine girls.
Over the coming months I saw all but two of the girls, that I had screwed, and they were all pregnant albeit that there was no way I would ever know if their babies were mine. Then in due course Marie went into hospital to have our baby. There was no DNA in those days and I decided that whoever’s baby it was I intended to be the dad to it. It turned out to be a false start and they kept Marie in anyway. After leaving her at the hospital I went straight to the bar and in just ten minutes left with another young girl that wanted to get pregnant. I did my best fucking her three times before finally going home.
The next day our baby was born and after photos, kisses and hugs I was supposed to go home. Instead, I was back impregnating one of the girls that I had tried to impregnate before and failed. Once Marie was home I decided that I needed to calm things down. It was almost eight months before I tried to knock up yet another young girl.
Marie shortly afterwards informed me that we were having a second baby. From not wanting any of her own, Marie was now having a second one, and saying that unless we had one of each we would have to try for a third one. I was pretty sure that both our second and third children were mine. By this time good old Maggie had started to clamp down on unmarried mothers and what they were entitled to. That slowly changed the attitudes of young girls. It was no longer a quick way to a house of their own so the readily available girls wanting to get pregnant dried up.
As I said I am sure that our second two children are mine and a chance that the first one is too. I have always treated them all the same and resisted taking any DNA tests. Over the years I have seen all of the girls that I tried to impregnate. Every single one had fallen pregnant and had children. I will never know if any or all of them were mine. But I am pretty sure that I had done my bit to see that the human species flourished during my wild days. Now in our latter years Marie and I returned to swapping. We no longer go to sex parties but just swap with other couples. I have never told Marie what I had gotten up to in my younger days. But what great memories I have of all those young ladies.
