My Senior Trip/Janet Remembered

My Senior Trip

When I was a Junior in High School I transferred to a new school, called

at the time "Freedom School" It simply meant that you could excel

academically at your own speed, fast or slow that depended on you.

Things were going along fine for a while, and time rolled over to my

Senior year. I sensed something was wrong, I wasn't my usual happy go

lucky self and I didn't want to go the extra distance to get my usually

grade.

My parents informed me that at Christmas time they would be going to see

my brother in California who was in the Air Force at the time with his

wife of 5 years. They asked me if I would like to go with them on my

Christmas break, I said I think that would be just the thing I need,

but I wanted to add to that trip.

I called my brother, and asked if I could spend some time with him and

Sis. If I could swing it with my school, he told me they would be

delighted if I came to spend time with them, and that I could stay as

long as I wanted.

The next week at school I went to talk to my principal about my idea,

and my trip. Principle Skinner told me that I actually could contract

with each of my instructors to do my work through the mail, and some

phone contact. I was all smiles and happy about the aspect of it all.

That is exactly what I did. Set it all up, packed my bags and was ready

to go.

We all had a great time on the trip and spent the Holidays with my

brother and his wife, My Mother, Dad, Me.

After the Holidays my parents went back to good ole Oklahoma and left me

there with some cash-n-clothes. I had turned eighteen in November of

that year and had a drivers license, my brother told me he had an old

55 Chevy Pickup, short bed, step side, that I could use if I could get

it running, also if I agreed to take my sis to the Dr. or grocery store

while I was there, I said sure thing.

My Brother lived in a row of homes on Feather River Blvd. in Marysville

Ca. in the Sacramento Valley, Quiet, fair weather the road was farther

than you could see at both ends, in other words, long drive. Every day

I would see this cute red head walk by but I was always just missing

her or I was all cruddy with grease and oil didn't want to say

anything.

Since my brother left real early in the morning and my sis always slept

in I didn't want to wake her so I would go running on the bank of a dry

river bed, it was real high not sure what you call it but you could

even drive on it. I would run about 2 or 3 miles a day past bee hives &

groves of fruit and nut trees. As I would run past this one house, I

started to see that little red head come to the door. She would watch

me and wave, sometimes grin. I even heard what I guess was her little

brother say here comes that guy running again. So she knew where I

lived and I knew where she lived.

Man do I love on old truck and working with my hands, in more ways than

one, "Grin". Well the truck was some piece of work, my brother had

stolen the battery out of it and the oil was as thick as, well I called

it crude oil, laughing hysterically, it also needed a tune up but the

paint, tires, interior look clean enough. Over the next 2 or three days

I gathered up the parts, and scrounged the tools I would need to

get-er-runnin, As we would say in Okie talk, I changed the oil, tuned

er up,(Okie again) added all the fluids, changed wiper blades, tweaked

the horn, I even put in a stereo and a C.B Radio that was popular at

the time.

The next day I was waiting at the road, truck door open, stereo cranked

up, Probably with Boston or John Denver, I was all cleaned up and

dressed nice in casual clothes. I saw her coming and said hi to her,

she said hello to me, her head dropped a little I saw her smile just as

her shoulder length red hair rushed to cover her face. I leaned in to

see her face, and said that my name is Alan, she told me her name was

Janet, she asked me, looking up at my 5'9" 130 pound frame, from her

4'9",98 pound 34 C's body, I haven't seen you here before the last

week or so. I told her no, Im from Oklahoma visiting my brother and sis

in law. She told me she lived with her mother and little brother and

little sister. I said yes I noticed you while I was running. She

grinned at me, wrapping her hair behind her ear, then folding her arms

under her very nice tits.

She told me she was going to the store and I offered her a ride in my

newly repaired truck, she thought about it and said sure why not, so

she jumped in from the drivers side and I slid in rite beside her, she

didn't even move over, just stayed rite there like she had always

belonged there. When I reached for the floor shifter I was rite between

her legs, if you don't know, the shifters were short then, or 3 feet

tall. She said sorry, and moved over enough sitting sideways that I

could shift. I patted her leg and told her thanks, she looked up at me

and smiled a just perfect smile. I said Janet you have a lovely smile.

She blushed again and said thanks. Your welcome darlin...little Okie

slang.

So I took her to the store where she purchased a few things and we

headed back to her house. Along the way I asked if she had seen much of

Mary's Ville she said not a whole lot that her family had moved here

only a short time ago and that they didn't have a car. Seems their

father left them high and dry, funny but the way she talked about him I

feel that they were better off without him. But who am I to decide

about that, so I just listened. Her mom wasn't bad for her age, I was

so young a 30 yr old looked old to me then, shit if only I knew what I

know now, id have....well lets leave that for later in my memoirs LOL~!

Man she was a doll, perfect little body, few freckles placed just so

about her face, hair...strawberry I would guess, being a guy and all.

Her waist fit me just perfect. Lovely little smile. Even good teeth.

Must be genetic. I was 18 what the hell did I care about genetics..LOL.

She was HOT!

Over the next few days we were inseparable she would invite me over to

her house for breakfast, or id ask her to some cheep fast food,

sometimes we would picnic in the back of my Pickup. We would drive to a

spot in an orchard or someplace quiet. They say that California was

crowded and so hectic but I found that part of cali. Peaceful and laid

back, I guess because it was farm country. You could see the Mountains

in the Distance, so beautiful. I would spread out my trusty sleepin

bag, we would eat n talk n push each other n laugh. I wasn't a shy guy,

but I was respectful of girls so I didn't rush things to much. I would

reach out and brush her hair out of her mouth or eyes as she was eating

and she would thank me and look in the distance. I just loved seeing

her in thought, with her red hair in the wind and the sunshine...just

lovely. I would look deep in her eyes and ask her, what cha thinkin,

she would come back to the here and now and say, oh just some stuff, I

figured it must be about her father, so I didn't push it.

Once when we were alone I brushed her hair from her face and I cupped

her cheek, She looked at me and rushed to place her hand over mine and

squeezed it. I leaned in and rubbed her nose with mine and hugged her

face to me so gentle like. Never pulling away I melted in to her mouth

with mine, reaching the back of her head, fingers in her hair pulling

her to me for a deep, romantic, tender, passionate kiss. Mmmm I moaned

into her mouth. Parting her lips with my tongue and rotating my face

sideways so my nose was on her cheek and back up so our noses touched.

Before I parted the kiss I sucked her top lip with both of mine and

nibbled gently. The strings of our spit bridged our lips as I pulled

away. Janet's eyes were glazed over, she was breathing hard, as was I,

we had stirrings within us that had been missing for a while. We kissed

like that many times from then on even holding her close to me feeling

all of her ass etts. I didn't hide the fact that I was hard as a rock,

I was tired of being embarrassed about having an erection. After all it

was working the way it was suppose to.

Janet came over one morning and asked if I could take her a few places I

said sure, so I washed up, we jumped into the pickup and we went

shopping. We went to the Mall, where else in Mary's Ville to shop..? I

was helping her pick some nice clothes out and wondered why we were in

the maternity section, she told me it was for a friend. I told her that

she was a good friend and what she picked out was very lovely. Her

friend should be happy to have her as one.

On the way home she asked if I could stop at the grocery store? I said

sure thing darlin. Nothing unusual about that...but I noticed when she

paid, she paid with something called W.I.C., I figured they must be on

some kind of assistance. After all she said her dad left them high and

dry.

I took her home then, she got out, and I went home as well. When I got

to my Brother's house my sis told me that they would be going to a

party that night, and asked if I could manage alone, I said sure no

problem. I asked if I could have Janet over, they said sure thing, My

sis had even cooked something earlier that day. So Janet and I would

have some dinner. I jogged down the strip and knocked on Janet's door

and asked if I could speak to her. Her mother looked me over pretty

good and said; sure just a minute. I wondered what the look was for.

Janet came out and I asked her to dinner at my bro. and Sis's house,

She said; that would be great and flashed me one of her smiles.

That evening when my brother was about to leave Janet knocked on the

door, I said what are you doing here? I said that I was going to come

and get you. She said she felt like walking, I said well come on in and

meet my bro and sis. Janet said hello, and I made the introductions. My

brother called me aside and said; she's cute, nice ass and pretty. I

said yea I thought so too.

They left and we were alone, it was the first time that we had been

alone in 4 walls and a roof. We went in to the kitchen and ate. I think

it was Bar-B-Q Chicken. We went in to the living room after dinner and

turned on the stereo and she sat in the chair with me and we started

making out. We kissed and I felt her nice firm C'cup Tits and pushed my

hard on against her ass cheeks...we kissed and kissed and fondled each

other till she said: "Oh Alan", I want you inside me. Shit had I been

waiting for that line, but I stopped and said, well there are a few

things we need to talk about first. She asked what that would be,

brushing her locks behind her ear. I always loved when she did

that...she looked so innocent.

Well I said for one, I don't want any disease and I don't want to get

you pregnant...Janet sat up and said to me...Im already Pregnant~! Well

I was a little shocked....she told me the clothes that we had purchased

at the mall were for her. She had met a man where they came from and he

was military, she said he told her, that he loved her, He fucked her

like a slave girl or something like that. He had promised to take care

of her and that she was young and stupid....he shipped out the next

week for a foreign country and never heard from him again. He left her

high-N-pregers. She also told me she had been checked out by the state

and she was medically fine. Janet was about 2 or 3 months pregnant.

She cried and cried, I felt so sorry for her I really did. I was

falling for this girl we were both alone and we made each other happy.

Well I was still horny as hell...she was already pregnant, and clean

bill of health, we were alone in my brothers house what was I to do.

We got up and I took Janet's hand, led her in to my brothers bedroom,

and started stripping my pregnant girlfriend. I licked her body from

one end to the other, spread her legs oh my what a beautiful red bush,

I crawled up beside her and she grabbed me erection, I kissed her, she

kissed me, I sucked her tits oh shit her nipples were bright pink like

her pussy. They got rock hard when I sucked them and nibbled on them.

Then I trailed down to her spread legs and I licked her pussy from the

top to the bottom of her ass hole...she literally screamed out, Im

cumming. I drank, and I drank of her sweet pregnant nectar. She said

Alan I want you inside me. She licked the pre cummm string off my cock

then I leaped down to her spread legs, pulled her legs up, and slammed

my cock so deep in her all at once she screamed again. I rammed my dick

home, she was so tight, her pregnant pussy was gushing. You could hear

it sucking my cock as I withdrew I landed on top of her and drove home

for all I was worth....we were both pretty needy at that point. I

kissed her and she screamed in to my mouth. She then took her nails and

started scratching them up and down my back. I slammed my cock so

fuckin deep in her pregnant pussy. I grunted time and time again till

it was time. I stopped fucking her and shot my cummmm rite in her

cervix, as she was cumming on my shooting cock. She kept

yelling,...fuck my pregnant pussy, fuck me fuckkkkk meeeeeee~! I pulled

out about 2 inches and slammed back home about 5 more times and I was

done. She reached between us and flicked her clit a few times so she

could finish making her pregnant pussy cummmm.

We got up, cleaned up, then got ready for my brother to come home. I

suppose he could smell we had been fucking. He told me "don't get her

pregnant"....I said that would be impossible since she already is. He

looked at me in a evil grin, pointing to me, I said not mine. He said

well ok then...laughing.

Over the next couple of weeks we were inseparable, I also got in that

sweet pregnant pussy every chance I could, I mean really! We did it in

the back of my Pickup, in my sleeping bag. We were on a lonely farm

road and she was teasing me, she unzipped me and threw her legs over me

and fucked me as we were driving....she had on her shoes, her little

cotton dress, and cotton socks on. She grabbed me, and hugged me to

her, and fucked me so good. I would shoot up in her pregnant pussy and

cummm so fuckin good. She would say; Oh Fuck Im gonna cummm, Im fuckin

cumming, Alan Im Cummmin all the while grinding her pregnant pussy and

her pelvis against my groin. I would hold her down on my shooting cock,

flooding her pussy so deep. One time I sat on the door jam of the

pickup with the door open, cock out she backed up to me and sat down on

my cock, she rode me like a champion. Leaned back, legs spread, sliding

up n down my pole, her head threw back in a deep kiss, as I was holding

her growing titties pinching her nipples. Did she ever know how to

extract the sperm from my cummm tanks....damn all I could do was grunt.

A few days later I received a call of bad news, my school called and

told me that I needed to come home for graduation. That I could not get

my degree from California, also one of my teachers didn't like some of

my work. I did my work but she wouldn't send me my other lessons. I had

called her, called her, and written to her. All with no reply.

So I made plans to return to Oklahoma City, and to the life I had there.

I was so damn torn I hope you know? I was in love with Janet and she

said she loved me.

I hade a home waiting for me in Oklahoma, but I had a home with a sweet

girl in California....but it was weird I could not find a fuckin job in

Mary's Ville I put in applications all over town and, nothing. I

couldn't live with my brother with a pregnant woman, he only had a one

bedroom home. We couldn't live with her mother, she had siblings. So

the only thing I could do was to return to Oklahoma, I said honey I

want you to stay here in California and let me go home and get a job. I

will get a home and send for you in 6 months, just give me 6 month's.

She was so angry that I was leaving and upset too.

Our last day together was a disaster, I took my brothers truck down to

the river bed to find some alone time and to fuck. But I got stuck plum

up to the fenders in a sand bar. Remember them bees...well they got

riled up and came after us. It was hot, we were stuck, and the damn

bees were trying to eat us.

Have you ever seen a fired up, pregnant RED HEAD? Oh Shit you don't want

to either, she slapped at me for being so stupid, she cussed me, ran

away screaming flailing her arms running for home, remember the bees?

Well they were buzzing all around her and I guess she was scared as

well as pissed.

Remember that long road on Feather River Blvd.? well they had a wrecker

at each end of that thing and I had on my best clothes that day. I

walked to one end of the town to the wrecker, he told me the engine was

out of his, but to try the other one at the other end of town. So I

walked about 2 or three miles to the other end of town to that one. He

said his tuck had been out of town all day. Didn't know when he would

get it back.

So.....I walked all the way back to my brothers house and told him what

happened...he got all damn mad at me and cussed me. He said what did

you do to MY TRUCK, Im the one that got the damn thing running in the

first place. We went down to the river bed and dug till I was a mud

ball to get the pickup unstuck.

To this day I can't remember where I went or what I did till that

evening, I couldn't have the truck anymore, I do remember cleaning up,

I was outside when Janet came looking for me. She was a beautiful site

for sore eyes! She grabbed me and hugged me and said that she was

sorry, she held me so tight, then we kissed. She said I want to do

something rite now. I said yea me too but where?

Then an idea hit me, I grabbed my sleeping bag, grabbed her hand and

headed for the orchard. We strolled down Feather River Blvd. holding

each other like prom dates, she was so short that she could hold my arm

and hug it at the same time, Still a good fit for me. I opened up the

sleeping bag and put it on a slope overlooking an orchard with the moon

shining, and the mountains in the distance.

I stripped Janet to the bone and made passionate love to her, and the

little baby inside her...I kissed her and plunged my hard fat dick in

her, pinching her nipples, I fucked her pregnant pussy slowly and

precisely never once stopping the kiss that I had started. I rode up

high so I would drag across her clit on every stroke. Janet wrapped her

legs around my ass trying to pull me inside her whole body. Never

letting go of the hold she had on my neck. Janet's other hand was on

the small of my back, I guess thinking that I was going somewhere. When

she came she just grunted in my mouth, and bucked her ass off the

sleeping bag, riding me for all she could. I shoved her ass back down

and slammed my cock as hard as I could and kept slow steady rhythm. I

told her I was gonna cummm, that I was gonna shoot my cummm up in to

her belly. She said Alan: Can I have it...I want to taste it so

bad...I love the taste of it. I raised up, pulled her head up by her

hair and put my pregnant pussy soaked cock, to her lips, and started

shooting in her mouth. She opened her mouth, and I shoved my still

shooting pussy coated, cummm soaked cock, rite in to her tonsils and

she closed her lips around it and started licking, sucking, and

swallowing~! She even jacked the rest of it from my spurting shaft. She

made me lay down so she could suck on me till there was nothing left to

suck.

We held each other and looked at the moon and stars in that orchard of

trees, fffffff sucking in my breath, I could have layed there forever

with her. She felt like part of me. She thanked me for all that I had

given her, and told me she was sorry. She also told me she would miss

me. I told her the same, and that if I had another way to stay I would,

but I just didn't have one.

We walked hand in hand back to her house and I kissed her goodnight.

When I got back to my brothers house there was food on the stove for

me. I didn't eat it. I finished packing and the next morning my brother

and sis drove me to the bus station. I was so upset that tears started

coming down my face. Why the fuck should I feel so damn bad? It wasn't

my baby, I fucked her but I didn't fuck her up. I guess it was for what

I was leaving behind, and I guess that I loved her. Yes I know I did. I

loved her, there i said it! I get misty eyed thinking about it even

now.

When I returned to Oklahoma City, I settled in and finished my studies

at school, found a job, and purchased my first home. Can you guess when

I closed on my first home? Six months after I left Janet Forrester. I

had kept my promise~!

I received a few letters from Janet, I even talked to her once. She told

me that she had a little girl...I knew it was I felt it. She was living

with some guy...what he was to her I didn't ask and she didn't say.

She said ufffff sucking in her breath, I want to do something rite now.

I said is he there? Yes she said. I said then what's the point? She

told me nothing I guess, Im sorry Alan.

I never heard from her again, I couldn't remember her name until one day

I was really relaxed and I found myself opening my box that I kept old

letters in and, looking in my mind, at the letters she had written to

me White envelopes but...the letters where in blue ink, and said:

Janet Forrester, Feather River Blvd Mary's Ville California.

That Lock box had been gone for years, stolen when my home was burglarized,

but now I remembered. So if she reads this, she will know I never

forgot her, and her daughter should be about lets see, 29 or 30 years

old now.

For Janet,....I Remember~! Alan007~!

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