Teen Virgin Schoolgirl Club Bundle - all three sizzling hot books!

This 36,500-word bundle contains Bred by My Coach, Bred by My Art Teacher, and Punished by the Headmaster.

Bred by My Coach (Teen Virgin Breeding Club Book 1)

When Natalie and her friends formed a secret club to lose their virginity, she had no idea what she was getting herself into.  A teenage virgin in her last year at St. Anne’s girls prep school, she was about to learn the effect her young, fertile body could have on older men—whether she was ready for it or not.

Natalie never imagined it would be Coach Grant who would notice her, though.  After all, there were prettier, bustier girls in his P.E. class, and the former professional sports star hadn’t even given in to their advances.  But when he catches her touching herself in the shower after class one day, she wonders if she was wrong—and when he corners her in his office and pins her down, she knows she was.  As their passions spiral out of control, little Natalie quickly realizes that the huge, strong man’s hungers are rough and unrelenting—and entirely focused on the young girl’s fertile womb!

Can the petite virgin satisfy the beast she has unleashed in Coach Grant before he simply takes what he wants?

Warning: this 13,200-word story contains an inexperienced young schoolgirl’s loss of innocence, watching and being watched, first time oral sex, reluctant first time anal sex, virgin defloration and breeding, and one tiny young teenager who is about to learn what it means to be the teacher’s favorite.  Adults only!

Bred by My Art Teacher (Teen Virgin Breeding Club Book 2)

When Jenny and her friends form a secret club to lose their virginity, she has no idea what she is getting herself into.  But when a visiting famous European painter makes her be the class's nude model, the teenage virgin at St. Anne's girls' prep school begins to discover what her young, fertile body is capable of.  As the teacher's demands become dirtier, and their pre-modeling sessions grow hotter, it becomes clear that the sexy older man has more than teaching classes on his mind.  Will Jenny be able to resist the artist's desires to fill her young, virgin womb with his seed, or will her loss of innocence become his new subject?

Warning: this 11,100-word story contains an inexperienced young schoolgirl’s loss of innocence, exhibitionism as a nude model, first time oral sex, reluctantly dirtier shows, virgin defloration and breeding, and one tiny young teenager who finds out what it means to be a famous painter's erotic muse.  Adults only!

Punished by the Headmaster (Teen Virgin Schoolgirl Club Book 3)

When Amber and her friends form a secret club to lose their virginity before the end of their senior year, it doesn’t take long for the inexperienced teen to realize that she’s no good at seduction.  What’s worse, she’s caught and taken to the headmaster of St. Anne’s girls’ prep school—a stern man known for his unforgiving punishments.  But when the first spanking turns into something dirtier, Amber finds herself both terrified and aching for more.  Each time the young girl is caught, the punishment grows more severe—and innocent Amber grows more in need.

Will the petite teen learn her lesson and stop misbehaving, or will the headmaster be driven to the school’s ultimate punishment: taking the young girl’s virginity and impregnating her?

Warning: this 12,200-word story contains an inexperienced young schoolgirl’s loss of innocence, spanking, vicious punishment, first time oral sex, secret orgasms in public, shaving for the first time, help from a mature sexual woman, forced defloration and reluctant breeding, and a naughty teenage girl who can’t help but push the stern headmaster to his limits.  Adults only!

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Bred by My Coach

Bang!  My eyes shot open as I heard something heavy drop, echoing in the silence of the dusty storage room.  I froze, my hand still between my legs, the other still grasping my small chest.  Glancing sideways, I could just barely see through a small opening at the side of the curtain into the dark, unused locker room.  It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the light difference, shapes forming slowly.

I let out a small gasp as I realized it was Coach Grant standing there in the darkness.  His eyes were locked on me, a large box of deflated sports balls on the ground next to him.  Was he going to scold me for being back here?  If I got a detention, would it say what he had caught me doing?  I blushed at the thought of it. 

Muse for My Art Teacher:

Mr. Laurent wiped his hand on a white cloth before running his fingers through his thick crop of messy, medium-length hair.  “Ahh, Ms. Bailey, why is that?”  He had an accent, exotic and worldly, that I swear I could listen to for days and never grow tired of.  All he had to do was speak and I felt every bit the naïve, inexperienced teenage girl I was.

I tugged the robe tighter around myself.  He stepped closer, pulling on his crisp white shirt but leaving it unbuttoned.  “I just...I’ve never done anything like this before.  I’ve never even...”  I took a deep breath, embarrassed to even discuss what I was here to do.  “I’ve never even been naked in front of a boy.  I can’t just waltz out there and be a nude model for an entire art class!”

“Never been with a boy, mm?” he said, somewhere between amused and intrigued.  “Open your robe, Jenny.”  He said my name with a buttery smoothness that I loved.

I stood frozen.  I knew I had agreed to do this—offering to act as his aide was the only thing I could do to help my suffering grade in his class.  But when he had said he needed a model for his other class at the boys’ school across town, I hadn’t imagined he meant a nude model.  And yet I had come here, but I was definitely having second thoughts.

Punished by the Headmaster:

“Do you know who I was just talking to there, Ms. Palmer?”  He began to stroll slowly around the desk toward me, never taking his gaze from me.  His jaw was clenched, hardening his already chiseled face.

I shook my head and looked down from his tanned face, unable to meet those dark eyes of his any longer.  “N...no, sir.”  I had a pretty good suspicion, but I wasn’t about to say it.

I felt him move beside me, his powerful presence radiating like an oven.  I could have been blindfolded and still have known it was the headmaster beside me right now.  “I think you do, Amber.”  I kept my gaze on his desk, and after a moment he continued.  “It was Mr. Hendricks, your history teacher.”

Suspicion confirmed, I thought glumly.

I felt Mr. Strauss’s hands on my upper back and he pressed me downward, forcing me to bend over his desk.  “And why, Ms. Palmer, would Mr. Hendricks involve me in some silly classroom issue?”  I could hear the annoyance in his voice now, a terrifying lowering of tone.  My hands pressed flat against the smooth top of his polished wooden desk, suddenly feeling frighteningly vulnerable.  I wished I could turn around to see him but knew better than to try.

His fingers trickled down my back slowly until it reached the pleated skirt of my school uniform.  His huge hand moved over my round ass, rubbing the fabric against my skin. 

Bred by My Daddy with Mommy's Help Bundle - all three stories released in a bundle!

This 22,200-word bundle contains Bred by My Daddy with Mommy’s Help, Bred by My Daddy with Mommy’s Help 2:  Impregnation Vacation, and Bred by My Daddy with Mommy’s Help 3:  Impregnated Again.

Bred by My Daddy with Mommy’s Help

Young Kaitlyn is sure that her first summer home from college with her adoptive parents will be a boring one.  But things turn dirty quickly when she catches her parents having sex—and talking about her while they do it.  Could her high school fantasies about fucking her father finally be coming true?  Or will their price of wanting another child be too much to bear?

Warning: this 5800-word erotic story contains an innocent teen with not-so-innocent urges for her daddy, two loving parents in need of a womb to impregnate, voyeurism, female masturbation, reluctant breeding, and the hottest family menage you'll ever read.  Adults only!

Bred by Daddy with Mommy’s Help 2: Impregnation Vacation

It finally happened.  After fantasizing about her daddy for all her teen years, young Kaitlyn was confronted by her adoptive parents about something she had never expected: to carry her daddy’s baby.  Now, less than a week later, they find themselves on a tropical family vacation.  But will they be able to keep their taboo lusts for each other secret among the crowded airplanes, resorts and beaches of paradise?

Warning: this 8200-word erotic story contains an innocent teen still coming to terms with her recent proposition from her mommy and daddy, two loving parents in need of a womb to impregnate, airplane sex, taboo public breeding, intense m/f, f/f, and m/f/f family sex scenes, and a threeway trip to the beach you won’t soon forget.  Adults only!

Bred by Daddy with Mommy’s Help 3: Impregnated Again

After giving into taboo desires to be bred by her daddy, Kaitlyn gave birth to her adoptive parents’ new child.  But as she found herself slipping deeper into the comfortable carnal lust of her mom and dad, she decided that she needed to get on with her life and go to college like other young girls her age.

Only she can’t stop thinking about her daddy.

When her parents surprise her with a visit, will young Kaitlyn be able to resist the temptations of her daddy’s powerful needs?  Or will she give in and carry their baby once again?

Warning: this 8200-word erotic story contains a reluctant young girl fighting her own taboo desires, two loving parents who once again need their daughter’s womb, nearly-caught public breeding, forbidden passion let loose in a dorm room, intense m/f and m/f/f family sex scenes, and the hottest, dirtiest threeway scene you’ve read.  Adults only!

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Bred by My Daddy with Mommy’s Help

Over that following week, the whole atmosphere of the house changed.  It was hard to say exactly what was different, but our interactions were both more awkward and more charged with tension.  Of course, they didn’t know that I had overheard them that night.  But I could tell that they were sizing me up, viewing me as breeding material in addition to a daughter.  Fertile, young, and hornier than ever.  My dad’s eyes lingered on my legs or perky chest far longer than normal, and I caught him staring when he thought I wasn’t paying attention.

Not that I made it easy on him.  I had started dressing especially slutty, wearing short skirts and tight little tank tops with no bra underneath.  I had no idea how this was going to play out, but I tried to speed it along with the small things that even a young, inexperienced girl like me knows how to do.  I bent over a lot around him, wiggled my hips, and over all probably made a fool out of myself.  If he minded my obvious inexperience, it certainly didn’t show.  More than once I caught a large bulge in his pants when he was around me.  God how I wanted that inside me now!

My mom was far more obvious about it than my daddy.  She touched me a lot more while talking or just walking past—apparently innocent touches that I may not have thought anything about had I not known what was going on behind the scenes.  She also talked with me about subjects we had never really discussed: boys at school, my thoughts for the future, how nice that tiny little skirt I was wearing today looked—you know, the one that barely covers my round ass.

I just wanted to scream, Yes, I want daddy to fuck me!  Right now, right here on the kitchen table!  But I was afraid of ruining the moment.  What if it was all just some filthy fantasy of theirs?  Maybe they just talked about this dirty stuff all the time but never intended to actually do it.  I mean, planning to impregnate your own daughter—people didn’t actually do that sort of thing...did they?

There were several more nights where I snuck down the hall and watched them fucking again.  I came each time as I watched my daddy’s cock sliding in and out of my mom.  Each time they talked about me, too.  About fucking me, about coming inside me, and—above all—about impregnating me.  It had only taken a few days for it to become a fantasy of mine, as well, and hearing my mommy describe it in every lurid detail always sent me over the edge in no time.  I began to see what she saw in that thick flow of white cum from my daddy’s cock.  I wanted it inside me.

I wanted my daddy to make me pregnant.  And, strangely, I wanted my mommy there to help.

Bred by My Daddy with Mommy’s Help 2: Impregnation Vacation

Did they know I was the daughter of the man who just walked by moments earlier?  It would be pretty obvious if they saw us together, after all: a girl who looked like she was barely out of high school with a married couple more than twice her age.  Would any of them guess?  Or were the stares I was avoiding only due to the short skirt and petite teen body?  I picked up my pace, my heart pounding with the thoughts of our family taboo in such in a public place.

When I finally reached the bathrooms, I was horrified to find a flight attendant standing near them preparing a cart of snacks.  Thankfully both restrooms were occupied, so I smiled at her and pretended to wait patiently.  I seemed like ages before the flight attendant squeezed past me and wandered up the aisle the way I had came.  I waited until all the nearby people were distracted by the snacks the attendant was handing out and quietly knocked five times on the door my daddy had said.

The occupied sign clicked over to unoccupied and I pushed the door open.  My daddy smiled at me from the cramped space, his broad shoulders nearly brushing both walls.  As soon as I stepped forward he pulled me into him and hugged me close so that the door could shut.  I could feel his erection through his pants, hard with need.  The door clicked closed again and we were alone.

Bred by My Daddy with Mommy’s Help 3: Impregnated Again

I sighed heavily and packed my homework into my backpack.  Yet another day of not studying.  I could feel my panties wet from my taboo memories, and I knew my nipples were hard points against the thin t-shirt.  I hurried back to my dorm, hoping my roommate would be out.  As much as I tried to resist it, I knew I would soon be rubbing myself to a shuddering orgasm, moaning my daddy’s name into my pillow.  It had become more frequent than I wanted to admit.

As I made my way across campus, I saw countless students strolling with adults.  Parents’ weekend.  Of course, that’s why my thoughts had been wandering today.  This was the once-a-year weekend for parents to visit their kids in college and see campus town in all its debauched glory. 

And I had intentionally not told my parents.

I felt tears welling up at that.  It made me feel terrible, but I needed to let go.  I needed to sever those ties and get on with my life.  I couldn’t live forever fantasizing about being wedged between my mom and dad on a tropical beach.

Could I?

I let out a long breath when I finally shut my dorm room door behind me.  I tossed my backpack on the floor and slumped onto the bed.  My mind was a torrent of emotions, a mixture of guilt for not inviting my mom and dad to Parents’ Weekend and intense arousal at remembering the sensual summer of impregnation by my daddy.

I shimmied out of my shorts and dropped them on the floor, then pulled my panties to my knees.  My hand went to my wet folds like a magnet, aching for release after a day of dirty fantasies running through my head.

Bred by My Daddy with Mommy's Help: Impregnated Again - book 3 of the series released!

Note: while this story can be read alone, the circumstances may be much hotter in the context of the first and second stories, Bred by My Daddy with Mommy's Help and Bred by My Daddy with Mommy's Help 2: Impregnation Vacation.

After giving into taboo desires to be bred by her daddy, Kaitlyn gave birth to her adoptive parents’ new child.  But as she found herself slipping deeper into the comfortable carnal lust of her mom and dad, she decided that she needed to get on with her life and go to college like other young girls her age.

Only she can’t stop thinking about her daddy.

When her parents surprise her with a visit, will young Kaitlyn be able to resist the temptations of her daddy’s powerful needs?  Or will she give in and carry their baby once again?

Warning: this 8200-word erotic story contains a reluctant young girl fighting her own taboo desires, two loving parents who once again need their daughter’s womb, nearly-caught public breeding, forbidden passion let loose in a dorm room, intense m/f and m/f/f family sex scenes, and the hottest, dirtiest threeway scene you’ve read.  Adults only!

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I sighed heavily and packed my homework into my backpack.  Yet another day of not studying.  I could feel my panties wet from my taboo memories, and I knew my nipples were hard points against the thin t-shirt.  I hurried back to my dorm, hoping my roommate would be out.  As much as I tried to resist it, I knew I would soon be rubbing myself to a shuddering orgasm, moaning my daddy’s name into my pillow.  It had become more frequent than I wanted to admit.

As I made my way across campus, I saw countless students strolling with adults.  Parents’ weekend.  Of course, that’s why my thoughts had been wandering today.  This was the once-a-year weekend for parents to visit their kids in college and see campus town in all its debauched glory. 

And I had intentionally not told my parents.

I felt tears welling up at that.  It made me feel terrible, but I needed to let go.  I needed to sever those ties and get on with my life.  I couldn’t live forever fantasizing about being wedged between my mom and dad on a tropical beach.

Could I?

I let out a long breath when I finally shut my dorm room door behind me.  I tossed my backpack on the floor and slumped onto the bed.  My mind was a torrent of emotions, a mixture of guilt for not inviting my mom and dad to Parents’ Weekend and intense arousal at remembering the sensual summer of impregnation by my daddy.

I shimmied out of my shorts and dropped them on the floor, then pulled my panties to my knees.  My hand went to my wet folds like a magnet, aching for release after a day of dirty fantasies running through my head.