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Sordid Conception - final chapter
'I did that....made Brenda come.' Sharon had sat back on her legs after Brenda's
thighs had fallen open. Her fingers went to her lips as she continued to taste
the tangy wetness that Brenda had produced. It was her first taste of womanly
cum and she found it almost as intoxicating as hard liquor. She wanted to tell
Brenda how much she had enjoyed trying to give cunnilingus, experiencing it from
the other side, but there would be time for that later because Brad gripped her
arm and pulled her toward him. "I hope you're ready, Mom, because I'm gonna give
it to you good," he said a little too loudly. Sharon realized he was announcing
it to Brenda. So Brenda could watch what she and Brad had hidden from everyone
else. Brenda rolled over toward them, raising herself up on her elbow and Sharon
saw the anticipation in her eyes.....and the special extra in her eyes that was
for her alone. Brad pulled her to him and then swung her upper body toward the
far side of the bed, away from Brenda, as he let her gently down on her back. He
lifted her left leg almost straight up in the air, swinging it past his chest
and around his other side as he positioned him- self over her. "Spread your
legs...wider than that," Brad commanded her as he fisted his ready member and
ran the wet head on her hair-matted mons. "Now pull them back like I like." He
wanted her legs back toward her head, a position that they had both enjoyed
frequently over the past 18 months. She knew he wanted them back now for another
reason - to give Brenda, who still lay behind her son's feet, an unimpeded view
of his hefty dick delving into her cunt. Turning into a full-fledged
exhibitionist in the excitement of the moment, she bent her legs at the knees
and tilted them back, her pelvis rolling up at her eager son. She could feel her
labia opening up, exposing the slick inner lining of her sex slit and the mouth
of her simmering quim. At least that was the view she imagined Brenda was
getting. Her son didn't give Brenda a long, lingering gaze - he quickly leaned
over her, fit the head of his prick into the entrance of her pussy and began
pushing it down into her.
"Man! You're fucking wet," Brad exclaimed as he buried himself balls-deep in her
without any problem due to their position and her record-breaking lubrica- tion
level. His slab of cock filled her so beautifully. She could have looked for
years in town for someone as satisfying as Brad but she knew she never would
need to. Her baby would be there for her for years and years. The fact that both
of them were in their sexual prime was not lost on her. It had always seemed
like cruel fate that men and women matured so far apart. She wondered how many
other women her age were bedding much younger men - and how many were their
sons! Brad began slowly fucking her, pulling his cock almost all the way out
before injecting it again deep in her itchy sheath. For once in his life, her
son was taking his time - right when she wanted nothing more for him to pound
her sex. She wanted to come in the worst way; a hard, energetic fucking was the
quickest way there. But Brad continued to play to their watching bed mate.
"Harder," she said very softly up at her son's leer- ing face. It wasn't loud
enough for Brenda to hear but her son wouldn't even spare her that little
private exchange. "Sure, Mom," he said loudly, "But I want you to speak up some.
I'm sure Brenda wants to hear what you want me to do to you." Waiting for her to
comply, he pulled out until only his knob was still in her needy confines and
then he let it hover there. 'Damn you, Brad,' she said to herself as her cheeks
warmed in a blush. Painting herself as a horny slut in front of Brenda was not
what she wanted but wasn't it really what she was? Summoning all the courage she
could, she responded to her manipulative man-son. "I said do it harder!" she
said in a voice so strong and confident that it surprised even herself. "Fuck me
like a real man, Brad....fuck me hard!" "All you had to do was ask," Brad said
with a chuckle before he drove himself strongly down into her splayed crotch,
his balls slapping loudly against her ass as their pubic bones jarred together.
Sharon let her face fall sideways on the bed as her virile son began hammering
her lifted lap with powerful lunges.
It was only the feeling of drool starting to seep from the corner of her mouth
that brought Brenda out of her voyeuristic trance. The sight of incestuous cock
and cunt working in a hot tandem was overpowering to watch. She swallowed
quickly, never taking her eyes from the hot scene only a few feet away. Brad's
fat prick was opening up his mother's furry slit obscenely and his thrusts were
making the bed squeak underneath her. Sharon's pussy was dribbling clear juice
which welled up or was deposited below her stuffed gash by Brad's driving
member. That juice was running down over her mother-in-law's small, brown
puckered anus, then disappearing further down her ass crack. Brenda began
rubbing her own slick slit which now felt ready for more action. Her orgasm had
left her as juicy as Sharon and she wondered if Brad would be able to fuck her
as well in the session that was unfolding. She prepared herself for a letdown.
He was probably going to get his rocks off with his mother and then things would
probably settle down.
'But I can come back tomorrow for another babymaking try with Brad.....and the
next day....and every day. I've got the perfect excuse since any session might
get me pregnant...Sharon will understand.' Sharon was moaning now, every flesh-
smacking fuck by Brad was being answered by hot sex squeals from her mother-in-
law. She was working her way to an orgasm and Brenda wanted to do more than
watch. Sharon had done something for her...she had joined in. She crawled past
the two humping bodies on their right until she was almost laying beside Sharon.
Brad was the first to register that she was there; his mother's face was laying
on the bed looking the other way. "Like watching....uuhhh...me fuck her?" Brad
said hotly. Sharon's face flopped over and looked at her through lust-slitted
eyes, her mouth open in a per- petual O as Brad continued to screw her. "I've
never seen anything so hot," Brenda said to Sharon, letting her left hand slowly
reach out to land on Sharon's jiggling left tit. Sharon's eyes closed as she
rubbed her palm over the stiff, eraser-sized nipple. "Yeah!....that's it,
Brenda....help me make her come. ...uuhhh...and I'll.....fuck you!"
"AAAAHHH....UUHHHH....MMMHHMMMM!" Sharon began pant- ing right at her face and
Brenda ran her hand over both of Sharon's supple breasts like she was waxing her
car. A quick glance down her reclining, shuddering body and Brenda could again
see Brad's crimson-hued erection bucking up and down in the widespread V of his
sexy, derilious mother's legs. Another five or six thrusts and Sharon's back
arched sharply, her head dipping straight back as she began cumming.
"UUUUUHHHGGHHHHAAAAHHHHH!.....HHHHAAAAHHHHHOOHH!" Sharon shrieked as her hands,
which had been grabbing bunches of bedspread, shot up and held her son's sides
as leaned further over her, pressing his swollen pleasure-giver deep in her
rippling loins. "Yeaaaahh...yeaaaahh....she's cumming so biiigggg!" Brad
announced as he rode his mother's twitching body. After a few minutes, mother
and son were still. "You really got off that time," Brad said after giving his
mother a real kiss. Brenda thought the kiss was probably the most intimate part
of the incest she had just witnessed; fucking and sucking could be ex- plained
away by hormones, but the deep soul kissing that Sharon and Brad did in front of
her showed genuine love. "It's been a crazy, wonderful day," Sharon said simply,
stroking Brad's face. Then she turned to look at her. "Brenda, I don't know
where all this is...head- ing but we can talk about it later. I want a grand-
child. Now, you two get busy and make one."
'Time to fill Brenda's box with some more cum!' Brad thought hotly as he
untangled himself from his mother. Brenda began to shift over on the bed,
arranging her- self on her back with her head in the pillows. While that looked
incredibly inviting, Brad had had enough of the missionary. He wanted to take
Brenda in a different position than the one he had already had her in.
"I want you on your hands and knees," Brad told her. "I want to get real deep
when I plant my seed." He felt ridiculous saying that, like he was some sort of
Johnny Appleseed, but it had the desired effect. His turned-on sister-in-law
rolled to her left and positioned herself on her hands and knees, facing away
from him, with her head in the far right corner of the bed. She swung her long
hair to one side, looking back at him as he moved up behind her full ass. "Man,
what a pretty pussy!" Brad said as he moved in closer. All shaved and wet and
soft looking, Brenda's sex winked at him, ready to get stuffed with his un-
flagging stiffie. His hands caressed her ass and squeezed it, pulling her cheeks
as he pressed his knees against the inside of her shins and made her open her
stance wider. Her ass lowered further down then began to lift again, roll
forward, as Brenda lowered herself down on her elbows. He slid his hands a
little lower and used his thumbs to pull her pussy folds apart and her pink
tunnel was right there, just begging for it. The bed behind him shifted and his
mother moved beside him on her knees as well, her left hand resting on his
shoulder while her right hand rubbed his back affectionately. "Go ahead, Brad,"
she said softly, her eyes on Brenda's opened sex crease. His cock bobbed up and
down as his mother encouraged him to fuck and impreg- nate her other son's wife.
"Yes," Brenda purred, wanting it also. His mother's left hand slid off his
shoulder, went under his arm and she grabbed his erection, bending it down
toward its target. Brad flexed his hips forward and his knob pressed into
Brenda's slick opening and then disappeared down her snug hole. "Ahhh, yeah!" he
grunted as he slowly worked himself into Brenda's fertile fuck furrow. "That's a
good boy," his mother said throatily near his ear. After a few minutes of
careful invasion, Brenda was full of cock and Brad began thrusting back and
forth in her succulent cunt while his mother stroked his chest and ass with her
hands. "Ooooohhh.....mmmmmmm...uuuummmm....GodohGod...mmm mmm," Brenda mewed as
he held her hips and pushed and pulled his erection in and out of her slippery,
tight vagina. The scene played itself out for about ten minutes, the intensity
rising and rising. Brenda came with a shriek and Brad had to slow his thrusts
until her cunt had gone slack again, then he began pounding her liquidy hole
like a madman as he felt his own orgasm cresting. "HERE I
COME!...OOOHYEAAHH...UUUUUGHHH.....UUUGGHH!" he bellowed as his mother held him
and his balls blew his wad deep in his sexy sister-in-law. He came so hard his
balls hurt. 'This stud service is the greatest!' he thought to himself as his
cock finally stopped twitching in Brenda's cum-ladened cooze and his mother
kissed the side of his neck.
pilogue - 15 months later
"I wish you'd let me clean up," Sharon said to Chris as she got up from the
dining room table. "Leave it. We'll clean up later," Chris assured his visiting
mother. "Why don't you and Brad go in and relax in the living room. Brenda will
be down in a few minutes. Carol goes down like a shot." Sharon and Brad got up
from the table, sharing a knowing smile as they headed into the front room. The
night had been very special; both she and Brad were always happy to come over to
Chris's house and see little Carol. She was a beautiful, healthy baby that had
been born almost nine months to the day of the wild happenings up in Sharon's
bed. Sharon sat in easy chair and Brad slouched down on their couch, holding the
bottle of beer he'd not finished at dinner. Chris came in a few minutes later
carrying a couple of wine glasses and another bottle of wine. He, Brenda and
Sharon had consumed a bottle at dinner already. "Oh, Chris...you shouldn't have
opened another bottle," Sharon said as he handed her a glass. "Well, if we don't
finish it, it's no biggie. Besides, this is a celebration. Carol's 6 months old
and this day will never come again." Sharon let Chris pour her another glass.
She already felt warm all over from the alcohol she'd already consumed but Brad
would be O.K. to drive them home. Brenda came down the stairs at that moment and
Brad couldn't help mentally undressing her, now that he knew all her charms in
intimate detail. The blouse she wore had sort of a low neck line and with her
mammaries even larger from breast feeding, she was showing plenty of cleavage.
He was surprised his brother would let her traipse around like that but he
wasn't complaining. Fucking her for the few weeks the previous year had been
awesome and it did pain him to know he would pro- bably never get to again.
Still, his mother was giving him all he wanted. "She went right down. She's such
a good baby," Brenda said. "You're so lucky...this one kept us up all night,"
Sharon said, tapping Chris on the leg as he stood by her chair pouring wine into
the other glass he had brought. "Here you go, Bren," Chris said handing the
glass of wine to her. "Now, I'd like to propose a toast." "You need a glass,
Chris," Sharon said. "Nah, I'll use the bottle....O.K., first I'd like to thank
Brenda for bringing such a beautiful baby into our lives." Brenda and he shared
a quick kiss. "Come on, Chris," Brad chimed in. "You had a little to do with it,
you know?" "I wish that were true," Chris said cryptically. Sharon felt her
stomach drop a little. Was it pos- sible that Chris knew something? "Look, we
all know it's not true," Chris continued. "The second part of my toast is to the
other people that did make it happen - you and Brad." Sharon looked at Brenda
and saw that she was smiling at her and Brad. Chris's announcement didn't seem
to faze her; she had known that he knew before they came over. What was
happening here? "I'm afraid our little secret is out," Brenda said, taking a sip
of wine. "But Chris understands, so don't worry. Chris spoke to Dr. Evans and
found out about his low-sperm count and sort of put two and two together." "I
felt bad accusing her of committing adultery," Chris said, stroking Brenda's
arm. "But the doctor was so incredulous that I'd been able to get Brenda knocked
up...well, it was all I could think of." "I decided to just tell him the truth
and, after a while, he saw the logic in it. We both came clean with each other
about everything. He had some secrets, not like ours, but he got his secrets off
his chest and I came clean about everything. We don't have any secrets now,"
Brenda said proudly. "That's right, Mom," Chris said. "I know all about Brenda
and Brad...and about you and Brad." Brad and his mother exchanged worried looks
but their concern was tempered by Brenda's continuing smile. "At first, I was
shocked but, well, now I think it's all right," Chris continued. He handed the
wine bottle to Brenda and extended his hand to Sharon. She took it, thinking
that he wanted to show his understanding by holding her hand. Chris continued,
"I really don't see anything wrong with what you and Brad are doing. A mother
and a son ....no, I don't see a thing wrong with that." Brad saw his mother's
arm straighten as his older brother pulled on her hand. He was pulling their
mother up out of her chair. Realization dawned on Sharon at that point and she
felt a great calm come over her. Things were going to be all right. She drained
the wine glass she held and handed it to Brenda as her husband led the way to
the stairs. "Whatta?...." Brad said to Brenda as she began sit- ting down the
bottle and glasses on the coffee table. The legs of his mother and Chris were
disappearing upstairs. "Don't you see, Brad?" Brenda said as she sat by him on
the couch. "You and Chris are so much alike. That's why I told him about you and
your mother.....I knew he'd be interested too." "So, Mom and Chris are....."
"That's right. You're going to have to share her from now on," Brenda said as
she began to stroke his chest. "Of course, the sharing goes the other way too,
you see, Chris and I love Carol so much that we want another baby....and
tonight's a good night, if you know what I mean." Brad leaned into her and they
began kissing. He let his hand roam over Brenda's milk-swollen tits, rubbing
them through her blouse. After ten minutes of heavy necking and petting, he had
Brenda very hot. "Let's go upstairs," she suggested. "You read my mind," he
responded, getting up and leading her up the stairs. As they walked past the
guest bedroom, Chris could clearly hear his mother moaning inside as she and
Chris enjoyed each other for the first time.
'What a family!' he thought as he looked forward to fucking Brenda once again.
The End
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