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Incest Man wrote:
> http://www.incesttabooo.com/inis.html
>
> Insemination in September
>
> Part 2
>
> The next morning the fight from the night before was
> forgotten. Lauren and I found ourselves fucking all
> weekend long. There was a twinge of guilt in my mind,
> however. Each time I found myself thinking of the image of
> Mike plump, oversized balls emptying their contents into
> Lauren's snatch. The vision seemed to instantaneously
> trigger my climax. When I came, I always caught Lauren
> looking at me through her squinting eyelids with what
> seemed to be a smirk turning up the corners of her mouth.
> Irrationally, I felt that Lauren could read my mind and I
> felt a little bit humiliated as I withdrew my shrinking
> dick from her vagina.
>
> A couple of weeks passed and things appeared to return to
> normal. Work was crazy as always and the incident with
> Mike unspoken, and hopefully, forgotten. Then, on Thursday
> afternoon, I got a call from Lauren at the office.
>
> "Honey, I hope I'm not interrupting you" Lauren began.
>
> "No, Hon, just reworking the fourth draft of the year-end
> budget performance anaysis. What's up?"
>
> "He's dead" she replied.
>
> There was silence on the line as I tried to figure out what
> the Hell Lauren was talking about.
>
> Finally, I bit. "Who's dead, Lauren?"
>
> "The rabbit."
>
> Densely, I said: "What rabbit? We don't have any rabbits."
>
> "THE rabbit, dimwit" Lauren explained. "I just tried my
> second home pregnancy testing kit and it shows that we're
> going to be parents!" With that, the excitement burst
> through in her voice.
>
> At last! One huge load was lifted from my shoulders!
> Lauren and I talked for about five minutes before we were
> interrupted by my boss. As I hung up, we agreed to
> celebrate at dinner. Although we couldn't afford a nice
> dinner out, I promised to bring home a bottle of Champagne.
>
> On the way home, I must admit that I was on cloud nine.
> This was the best news that I had had in some time. Maybe
> my luck was changing.
>
> When I got home with the champagne, I found that Lauren was
> out. No matter, I thought. To be especially nice, I
> started dinner. It also gave me a chance to chill the
> bubbly.
>
> Lauren came through the front door about 20 minutes later.
> She looked radient. Her cheeks were rosey and there was a
> discernable glow about her. Pregnancy was definitely
> agreeing with her.
>
> We met midway between the kitchen and the living room and
> embraced.
>
> "Sorry, I was running a little late. I ran into to Mike at
> the supermarket and told him our great news. He was so
> excited for us that we ended up
> celebrating...And...well...I guess I celebrated a little
> much... and I kinda need to ask for a favor." With that
> Lauren lifted the hem of her short dress until it was above
> her pubic area.
>
> She wasn't wearing any panties. Then as I looked closer, I
> saw the image that had been recurring in my daydreams.
> Lauren's labia were pink, swollen and distended. Her pussy
> was gaping open with fluids everywhere. It was just the
> same as after Mike had fucked her two weeks before.
> Precariously dangling from her stretched vaginal channel
> was a globule of semen seemingly on the verge of plummeting
> from its own weight to the ground.
>
> After Lauren discerned that I had fully taken in the sight
> of her recently fucked cunt, she caught my eye and coyly
> said: "Hon, would you do me that favor that you did last
> time?"
>
> I studdered, "but Lauren, your pregnant now... there's no
> need to clean out his cum."
>
> Lauren rolled her head from side to side as I child might
> when asking for a present. "I know ... but it really made
> my sore pussy feel good last time...and, if you wouldn't
> really mind, I would kinda like to continue to fuck Mike
> from time to time... and, I was thinking that after I have
> the baby, I don't want to go back on the pill because I
> want more kids ... so, it might be good practice for you
> so you'll be able to get out all of his sperm when I'm not
> pregnant."
>
> There was silence. Lauren looked at me, knowingly biting
> her lower lip in a seductive fashion. My reply came when I
> dropped to my knees and caught the dangling globule of
> semen on my tongue.
>
> I must admit that I've grown accustomed to the taste.
> During Lauren's pregnancy, she would meet Mike a couple of
> times a month and come home for cleaning. I became rather
> adept snaking my tongue at the deeper recesses of her
> vagina (which have become even deeper because of Mike). In
> fact, in one position, where Lauren spreads her legs and
> pulls them back over her shoulders, I can even reach her
> cervix with my swabbing tongue. I feel alot better now
> than I did that first night about my ability to extract
> Mike's sperm from her vagina.
>
> Nevertheless, I still felt somewhat jealous and humiliated
> by this whole routine. Towards the seventh month of
> Lauren's pregnancy, I suggested that she curtail her
> daliances with Mike. She politely refused.
>
> "Honey, I'm about to have my first child. Childbirth can
> be extremely painful, especially the first time. I figure
> that it'll hurt alot less if I am stretched out down there
> as much as possible before hand. As you've probably
> noticed, Mike's cock can really do some stretching!"
>
> So, instead of fewer encounters, Lauren started to see Mike
> almost every other day. She even began to bring him home
> while I was there, "to do my Lamaze homework" as she called
> it. Of course, when Mike left our bedroom, I'd go in and
> lap up the remnants.
>
> Finally, after the eighth month, the doctor told Lauren
> that she should abstain until birth to avoid a premature
> delivery.
>
> Well, that was five months ago, and we are now the proud
> parents of a beautiful little girl, Lisa. She looks just
> like Lauren. In the months since Lisa's arrival, things
> have been wonderful. We can't wait to have another little
> blessing.
>
> Lauren has worked diligently at regaining her figure. She
> now fits into the same clothes as before her pregnancy.
>
> This morning as I came out of the shower, I caught Lauren
> in the buff inspecting herself in front of the mirror. She
> turned at all various angles, as women are wont to do when
> sizing up their appearance. When she noticed me watching
> her, Lauren smiled and said: "not too bad for a recent
> Mommy, wouldn't you agree?"
>
> "Lauren" I replied, "if I take off this towel I think
> you'll see my body's answer to that question.
>
> "Thanks, but you better keep the towel on or you'll be late
> for work. Besides you may get a chance later tonight to
> show me what's under that towel!"
>
> "Ummm, great thought Honey" I said as I rubbed my hands up
> and down her taut abdomen.
>
> "Oh, by the way Hon, can you watch Lisa for a while after
> work? I've got to run out for awhile ..."
>
> "Sure, no problem. I'll be hard and ready when you get
> back."
>
> "I bet you will, lover. But, you better limber up that
> great tongue of yours. I've got an urge to visit Mike. Of
> course, I'm not exactly certain, but I think I might be
> ovulating today. So, you'll need to be extra thorough."
>
> Lauren stared at me in the mirror. She hadn't been with
> Mike since she was eight months pregnant with Lisa. I
> thought she might have outgrown her desire for him. Of
> course, I now realize that she wanted to get her figure
> back before seeing him again. There was no mistaking the
> tingling anxiety pulsing through my body. Except for that
> first unplanned encounter, my efforts at removing Mike's
> sperm from Lauren's cunt had not really mattered. Now,
> everything was again on the line.
>
> I'm sure Lauren could feel my hard-on pressing against her
> through my towel when I suggested "Why not just have Mike
> use a condom"
>
> She turned around purposely looked down at the protrusion
> in the front of my towel and replied: "Oh, I thought of
> that. Unfortunately, Mike is allergic to latex, so he
> can't. So, its either go back on the Pill or rely on your
> tongue. Since we are probably going to start working on a
> brother for Lisa pretty soon, the Pill's out of the
> question. So, it looks like your tongue will just have to
> do the job. Don't you agree?"
>
> My silence signalled my response.
>
> "I thought you'd see it my way" Lauren replied as she
> patted my erection through the towel.
>
> So, here I am. I just put Lisa down in her crib and I'm
> waiting for Lauren to come home with her pussy full of
> Mike's cum. I'm pretty confident that I can intercept his
> sperm before they make their way up inside Lauren's uterus.
> But, I'm a little bit worried about the delay between the
> time that Mike actually shoots his load at the mouth of
> Lauren's cervix and the time that it takes for her to get
> home. I probably should have suggested that she douche at
> Mike's, but for some reason I didn't.
>
> Since I planned to fuck Lauren tonight too, I don't know
> how we'll figure out what happens if she gets knocked up
> again.
>
> The End, sort of....
>
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