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The Babymaker (Part3)
Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster
beautiful, but Bambi had a quality like...I dunno...like she'd never really made the jump from teenager to adult. It sounds strange, and it might have been her youthful appearance, but if I saw them at the mall or something, I'd have guessed Lisa and her mom were s****rs. Seriously. "Trent!" Lisa pouted and jerked my arm. "Stop staring at my mom!" "What? Oh!" I felt my face burn and Bambi giggled. "He's fifteen, Mom," Lisa answered for me and I could hear the annoyance in her voice. "I told you that before." "Fifteen and still growing, aren't you?" Bambi teased me and I blushed even harder. She sort of tilted her hips a certain way and her soft, round tummy pushed outward as her shorts crept down her hips. "Sorry," I said quickly. "I just, um...You guys look like s****rs and, um..." "We do?" Lisa smiled at that and her mom had the most amazing giggle I'd ever heard. "Thank you, Trent," Bambi said and looked at her daughter. "I can see why you like him so much." "You do?" I blinked at her, but my brain wasn't even close to working right. I could see Bambi's nipples! "He's just kinda nervous," Lisa shrugged. "Well, boyfriends are like that sometimes," Bambi agreed with a wonderful scrunch of her nose. "Why don't you show him your bedroom while I finish getting this lasagna in the oven. Do you like lasagna, Trent?" "Yeah," I nodded. "It's ... great." "Good! I hope your hungry, because we always make too much," she said with a playful roll of her eyes. "Go on now...shoo! Go jump on the bed or something." "Mom!" Lisa giggled and stuck out her tongue, but I had no idea what that meant. I guess every f****y has their inside jokes or whatever. "That was your mom?" I grinned at Lisa as we went upstairs and she gave me an almost dirty look. "You didn't have to like drool all over her." "I didn't!" I protested innocently. "I just didn't expect her to look like you that much." "Everyone says that," Lisa said, smiling at me so I'd know she wasn't mad. "She's pretty cool, huh?" "Yeah," I shrugged. "How old is she?" "My mom? Like twenty-seven already," she replied. "Her birthday's next month though, so..." "So she was like..." I did the math in my head and it wasn't hard, "... f******n when you were born?" "Yeah," Lisa sighed. "Don't tell anybody though, okay?" "No, um..." "It's not really bad, but it sounds kinda bad," Lisa stopped in the hallway and looked at me. "Doesn't it?" "Not really," I told her truthfully. I pretty much thought the idea of f******n-year-old Bambi being knocked up was about the hottest thing imaginable! I wanted to knock up Lisa and she was only thirteen! Actually, it would be seriously cool to see Bambi pregnant now, even though twenty-seven ...