“Fill me with your seed,” I begged as my stepdad thrusted deep into my bowels from behind, biting at my neck playfully, driving me wild. Christ, he was a fuck machine. His big cock had swollen inside of me, his balls on the precipice of seeding my ass. “Breed me,” I pleaded. “Put a baby in me.”
“You’re pregnant?” I gasped a month earlier when my mom broke the shocking news that she and my stepdad Clark were expecting a baby. “How did this happen?”
“Well, when a man and a woman love each other,” Mom began in jest, “the man will put his penis—”
“Jesus, Mom,” I groaned, covering my ears mockingly. “I know how sex works. But what I don’t know is why you and Clark would want a baby. I mean, aren’t you a little old to be having—?”
“Watch it,” she cut me off, raising a manicured finger. “I’m only thirty-six. You know I had you when I was really young. My body is still perfectly capable of having more children.”
“But why another kid?” I whined. “Am I not enough?”
“Baby, you’ll always be enough for me,” she pulled me into her arms. “But you’re all grown up. And even though Clark is your new daddy, he didn’t get to raise you. He wants a child of his own to bring up. And I want to give that to him.”
The baby was just one more reason for me to hate Clark. He had turned my world upside down when he and my mom got married. It had always been just Mom and me, and now there was this new man in the way. We had moved into his house, and he had all these rules about what I could and couldn’t do, even though I wasn’t a kid. He even gave me a hard time when I got my first tattoo, which was none of his fucking business.
But what I really hated about my stepdad was that he was fucking hot—a total DILF. Clark was sexy as fuck, and took amazing care of his muscular body. It spoke volumes that he was pushing fifty and yet could score my hot mom, almost fifteen years younger than him. And he was hung like fuck. Even at their wedding, you could see his massive cock snaking down one leg of his tuxedo pants.
But despite my fucked-up attraction to my stepdad, I was happy for him. I knew how much he wanted a kid. And I knew Clark was going to be a terrific father, which is why I felt bad for him when my mom cut him off abruptly.
“The doctor said no more intercourse for the rest of the pregnancy,” I overheard my mom telling Clark late one night. “That’s why I was having all that spotting. Your dick is too big. It was bruising my cervix, which can lead to a premature delivery. I don’t want that for our baby.”
“Okay,” Clark replied with resignation. “No more sex.”
“I can try to suck you off,” my mom offered feebly. “But you know I’ve been having such nausea. I can barely keep down food, let alone—”
“Babe, I’m a grown man,” Clark assured her. “I can live without sex for a few months until the baby comes.”
But I knew he couldn’t live without sex. Clark had a voracious appetite for doing the nasty. He and my mom fucked every night like clockwork, the headboard hitting the wall, the bed springs squeaking, Clark grunting his load into my mom as she moaned in ecstasy. She once asked if I could hear them from my room. I lied and said no, but the truth was the whole neighborhood could likely hear them.
Thus, it was no surprise when Clark appeared in my bedroom one morning right after Mom had left for her pregnancy yoga class. He was freshly showered, a flimsy towel wrapped around his waist, doing nothing to conceal a raging boner.
“You want me missionary or do you want to fuck me from behind?” I asked, stripping out of my clothes before he could say a word.
“Jesus Christ,” Clark gasped. “Am I really that predictable?”
“Yeah,” I laughed. “Your pregnant wife can’t take your cock, and you’ve got a slutty gay stepson living under your roof. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to predict this would happen.”
“You’re—you’re cool with letting me fuck you?” he ventured, astonished that his plan to make me his new sex toy was going so easily. “You’re not weirded out because I’m your stepdad?”
“Not at all,” I laughed. “Why should I waste two hours looking for dick on Grindr when I’ve got a hot DILF with a raging boner standing in my bedroom?”
“Well—shit—then let’s fucking do this,” Clark bellowed, dropping his towel, a massive nine-incher springing to rigid attention.
“You still haven’t answered me,” I chastised playfully, reaching into my bed table for my lube and tossing it to him. “You wanna fuck me missionary or from behind?”
“Behind,” he answered, slathering his cock with lube. “I’m still feeling guilty about this—about cheating on my pregnant wife with her son. I think it’ll be easier if you’re not looking in my eyes while I’m railing you.”
“Works for me,” I replied, rolling over onto all fours atop my bed, presenting my ass to him.
“I’ve—I’ve never fucked a guy,” he admitted, climbing on the bed behind me, his hard cock pressed against my knotted sphincter. “Do I just shove it in you?”
“Sure,” I agreed. “You can just—HOLY FUCK,” I screamed, suddenly impaled by his nine-incher as he jammed it up my ass.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he marveled while buried in my depths, his balls mashed against my sphincter as it locked around the base of his cock. “This is way tighter than pussy.”
“Go slow—go slow,” I begged as he began to pummel me at a breakneck pace, my hole on fire from his rapid assault.
But my words were futile. And so I gave into the fight, riding out the pain as my body succumbed to my stepdad’s brutal beating in my bowels. Jesus, he was intense, pounding me relentlessly, hammering my hole mercilessly.
“Fuck, you’ve got a hot cunt,” he growled, his breath warm at my ear. “No offense to your mother, but I can’t remember ever having pussy this good.”
“I’m glad you like my cunt,” I replied, trying to match his rhythm with my hips, his balls smacking my ass with each deep thrust. “Your big dick feels so good.”
“Yeah? You like this big dick?” he taunted, smacking my ass with an open palm. “You ever had bigger?”
“No,” I conceded, my eyes rolling back into my head. “You’re by far the biggest dick I’ve ever taken.”
“Not the first time I’ve heard that,” he gloated, smacking my ass again.
With all his weight, he pushed me forward on the bed, his chest pressed into my back, kissing and biting at my neck as he continued to pummel my guts. My hands gripped the sheets as he ravaged my quivering cunt over and over again.
“I’m feeling close,” he warned, his breath warm at my ear again. “I don’t normally cum this fast, but your tight hole is just too fucking good. I can’t hold back. You ready for it?”
“Fill me with your seed,” I begged as my stepdad thrusted deep into my bowels from behind, biting at my neck playfully, driving me wild. His big cock had swollen inside of me, his balls on the precipice of seeding my ass. “Breed me,” I pleaded. “Put a baby in me.”
“Yeah? Is that what you want?” he pounded harder. “You want me to knock you up, just like I knocked up your mama?”
“Yes,” I begged, his cock now throbbing in me, his first shot of cum taking aim in my bowels. “Impregnate me with your seed.”
“Open that cunt for me,” he ordered. “You’re about to get my seed—OH FUCK—YEAH—Here it comes—SHIT,” he grunted, his big dick discharging in me, his warm load spewing into my depths.
Clark collapsed upon me, pinning me to the mattress, his balls still emptying inside me. I reveled in the knowledge that my stepdad’s DNA was now deep within me, his semen swimming in my barren bowels while simultaneously growing his spawn in my mother’s fertile womb.
“Fuck, I needed that,” he exhaled, pulling out of me, his pearly load leaking from my wrecked hole. I clinched my anus, wishing to keep his warm seed within me. “I need another shower before your mother gets home from yoga,” Clark stretched and grabbed his discarded towel off the floor, ambling to his bathroom, his big cock swinging between his legs.
After he left, I stretched out upon my bed, his load still swimming in my depths. Balling up my pillow under me, I was soon fast asleep in post-coital bliss, my body succumbing to the serotonin surging through my veins.
“How was your yoga class?” I asked Mom later that morning when I awoke from my nap and found her in the kitchen, making a cup of herbal tea.
“It was good,” she smiled, rubbing her growing belly absentmindedly. “How was Clark’s cock?”
“Wh—what?” I stuttered. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I know he fucked you,” my mom turned towards me. “Clark already told me it went well, that your ass was a good proxy for me. You know, it was my idea for him to fuck you.”
“I don’t understand. Why would you—?”
“Because I know that your stepdad can’t live without sex,” Mom cut me off. “And I could either sit back and wait for him to stray with some other bitch, or I could offer up your—uh—services to him.”
“So you’re not mad that I let your husband fuck me?”
“Not at all, baby,” she hugged me. “You’re doing us all a favor.”
“I—I promise it will stop when the baby comes,” I assured her.
“I don’t know about that,” she countered. “Clark has an incredible sex drive and my hands will be full with the baby. Some days, I’m gonna be more than happy to let him pound one out in you. It’ll be a huge help to me.”
“I’m happy to help, Mom,” I assured her.
“Thanks, baby,” she kissed me on the cheek. “That reminds me—Clark said to come find him when you’re ready for round two. That motherfucker’s balls are like a cum factory.”
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
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