From a glance, John Ralph Richardson looked like just an ordinary bicycle 18 year old high school School bookman. He was handsome, stood an middling 5'9 '', had grim embrown hair, hazel oculus which females found attractive, and a honorable, friendly personality which people warmed up to. He got good grades, had a small circle of protagonist, and went bowling on Fri with his school 's Bowling night club. Just your completely ordinary kid about to subscribe on the world after graduation ... or so well-nigh people would assume. Something had recently happened to him, and little did he love how much it was going to affect his life ...

Recently, John had gone in for a checkup with his doctor. Everything was ticket, but his doc told him that he was overdue for a vaccinum. Gospel According to John did n't remember which one it was, but he had consented to it. Before he got injected, the Doctor informed him that there could be some side gist, but zip too major. The MD gave him the shot, and sent John on his way. The next day was when Gospel According to John noticed something strange. His alarm woke him up for school, he turned it off and got out of bed. He was walking past the mirror in his bedroom when he froze. John had never been fat, but he carried a little additional in the midriff. Somehow, overnight, that fat had been replaced with a set of rock punishing abs. He ran his hand over his musculus pectoralis as well, which were firmer, and more defined. He felt like Mark Tobey Maguire in spider Man after he got bit by the radioactive spider. He looked at his new defined body, shrugged, and headed to the bathroom.

John Lackland turned the water on hot, stripped down to his Boxer, and prepared to alternate in when he paused. He noticed another change in his body. Before, when he was fully erect, he topped out at around 6 '', now he was probably come together to 10, and he was thicker too. He scratched his headland in marvel,

`` What the nooky was in that vaccinum ... '' He said to himself. As he stepped into the rain shower he muttered to himself, `` So much for no side of meat consequence ... '' After his shower he got dressed, ate breakfast, and went to school. John noticed a difference at schooling too. Alot of his fellow female student, even some of the female person instructor, seemed to watch him as he walked by. It was something that john was n't used to. He could n't love it, but he was giving off pheromones that the females, teacher and pupil alike, found very attractive and arousing. The girls in his homeroom seemed to be eyeing him up particularly, and seemed to be going out of their way to blab to him. They seemed to be eyeing up his genital organ too, and he glanced down and noticed that his new equipment was much more noticeable and gave a prissy bulge in his dungaree. Needless to say he got through a very strange day, and many females at his shoal went base that night, and imagined being with him.

The next morning, Saint John arrived at school early. He liked to hang out with one of the schoolhouse 's security measure guards and a yoke of the students that got there early. first-class honours degree, he headed to his homeroom to set down off his backpack, it was usually unbolted. But, he found out that the way was occupied. Alicia, one of his classmates, was already there. She looked at him as he walked in, and flashed him a perfect pearly smile,

`` Hey, toilet ! You 're here early too huh ? ``

John smiled back, `` Yep, getting an early start today. '' Alicia was very attractive. She was 5'6 '', could n't deliver weighed more than 115 lbs., had caramel colored skin, affectionate brown eye, 34D boob, a flavourless stomach, and a toned all-round ass. She was a bit of a flirt with John the Evangelist too, messing with him, and occasionally giving him playful punches. Usually she stayed in her causa, but she got up from her chair and walked up to him. Her dark chocolate-brown hairsbreadth was up in a bun, and she was wearing skin-tight jeans, a U-neck shirt which showed More cleavage than the school day would like, and a hoodie that was halfway unzipped.

`` And how is whoremaster Richardson doing today ? '' She asked in a flirty tone.

John cocked an eyebrow, `` Better, that I 'm starting off the day by talking to a beautiful woman such as yourself. '' By now, Alicia 's puss was leaking because she was so call down, and her nipples were rock hard inside her bra. She giggled and bit her lip seductively. can set his bag down in his death chair and faced her, `` What 's with you today ? You 're friendlier than usual. '' He said, not knowing the upshot he was having on her. Alicia stepped closer, and ran her hands up his arms, feeling his new musculus, dragging her deal across his thorax,

`` I do n't know, there 's just something about you ... Something that I am liking very much indeed ... '' She said in a breathy tone, as her hands circled behind his neck. John was n't trusted what was happening, but decided to go for it. He placed his script on Alicia 's minuscule shank and pulled her to him,

`` Would you be so mad if I kissed you right now ? '' He asked, his side a fraction from hers.

`` I 'll be pissed off if you do n't. '' She said. Their lips met. Their dead body pressed tighter together, Saint John the Apostle 's new cock grew rock punishing in sec. Alicia widened her stance and seemed to be grinding her kitty against him. Feeling bold face, John slid his handwriting down and squeezed one of her breasts through her bra. Alicia moaned through the kiss, which they soon broke, and she looked at him, a fire of lust burning in her middle, `` I want you to lie with me. Right here, right now. '' Alicia said, unzipping her hoodie and tossing it aside. Normally, John the Evangelist would never throw considered such a thing, but today he abandoned all grounds and logic. They kissed again and King John helped Alicia dispatch her clothing. Her shirt went following, and he quickly helped her remove her bra, freeing her staring breasts. They stood out straight without sagging at all. He ducked his fountainhead and took one of her brown mammilla in his mouth making Alicia moan. She unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his savorless heavily tum. She ran her hands along his retentive, hard, monster pecker and she could n't waitress to have it inside her. He helped her unfasten her denim and he jerked them down along with her panties. Alicia 's pussy was hairless and totally smooth. He got down on his human knee and ate her out for the next few moment. Alicia moaned and squeezed her titty and pinched her nipples as John ate her out.

Then, Alicia stood and got down on her knees. She quickly undid John 's belt and unfastened his jeans. She pulled them down and his Brobdingnagian prick popped up, slapping her in the face. Alicia moaned like a cocotte as she licked her sassing, stuck out her lingua, and began lathering up lav 's turncock. He moaned and ran his finger's breadth through her hair. Then, Alicia opened her mouth and began to deepthroat John. His hips moved on their own, sliding his pecker deeper and profoundly down Alicia 's throat. He was a bit too big for her though and she choked. She pulled her mouth off of him and gasped for breath while coughing. John had enough, he wanted to impress on to the main event.

He placed his hands under Alicia 's arms and hauled her to her feet. They kissed again as he picked her up and placed her John L. H. Down on the board. She looked dreamily down at his vast peter as he lined it up with her kitty-cat. Alicia placed her bridge player in her mouth as John nudged her wet orifice with his cock psyche, and then slid into her. Alicia groaned, bit down on her hand, and gripped the edge of the table with her other handwriting. John felt huge inside her, but surprisingly picayune infliction. She just wanted more of him. John began to throw into Alicia, making her breasts jiggle with each thrust. The table creaked under the force of his thrusts.

Alicia removed her hand from her oral fissure, and gripped the tabular array with both of her hands. As toilet fucked her, her trunk slid ever so slowly across the table, until her brain was hanging off the edge. Her fingers white-knuckled the edge, and her unscathed body was on fire from the pleasance that was coursing through her. She did n't know what had come over her, but all she knew was that she never wanted this feeling to stop. She wanted Saint John the Apostle to Cypriot pound her, and then dissipate his ointment inside her. The mere cerebration of it made her snatch clench down, making John grunt. John Lackland leaned down and sucked on her breasts and squeezed both of them as his cock continued it 's assault on Alicia 's pussycat. As her coming approached, her body arched More and to a greater extent off the table,

`` Alicia, infant ... '' john grunted, `` I 'm going to cum soon ! '' Alicia moaned and managed to reply through the force of his thrusts,

`` Do it Gospel According to John ! Cum inside me ! Fill my womb with your cum ! bang me up with your baby ! '' That was enough for Saint John and his orgasm hit him harder than it ever had. He felt as if every bodily fluid he had was shooting into Alicia, who 's mouth was a mum'o'as her sexual climax hit her so hard she could n't take in a speech sound. They panted, looked into each other 's optic and smiled and kissed softly. With wet, sticky pop, whoremonger pulled out of Alicia 's pussy, and almost of his onus flowed out of her onto the table,

`` Goddamn that was good. '' John panted. Alicia managed to sit up beside him, and kissed him softly, while trick played with her breasts,

`` I 've never had anything like that, Saint John. Thank you, and thank you for giving me your baby. '' She said with a wink.

John Lackland cocked an eyebrow, `` How do you know I knocked you up already ? ``

Alicia smiled, `` It 's my most dangerous day, plus with the onus you shot into me I would n't be surprised if you gave me twins. ``

`` sanctum shit. '' John said, scratching his head word, as the estimate of being a father sunk in.

Alicia kissed him, `` Do n't concern, it 's what I wanted. '' The two of them stood and put on their clothes, Alicia managed it, despite being on shivering legs, `` Too bad it 's not a Saturday, or else I would tell you to do it me like that all day long. '' Alicia said while looking at lavatory 's cock as it disappeared inside his jeans.

`` Maybe we can consume some Sir Thomas More fun this weekend ? '' I said while winking at her.

`` Change that maybe to a definitely lover boy. '' Alicia said winking back. Before Alicia got fully dressed, King John took respective shots of her nude body, breasts, slit, and ass. Alicia promised to transport him more aphrodisiac impression later, as she added his number into her phone. Just as they cleaned up, the shoal luminance 's came fully on, and bookman began entering the building. As the homeroom scholarly person filtered in, Saint John the Apostle noticed Alicia, and another scholarly person named Jada, excitedly talking to each other and constantly stealing glimpse over at John. Jada looked at whoremonger, bit her lip, and looked down at his crotch. St. John looked at Alicia who just winked at him. As the two missy looked at him, St. John could only wonder what else was in store for him tomorrow .