Breeding kink with mom? 🫶🏻💕
“I told you sweetie. I told you that if you’re not pregnant with my grandkids by your next birthday, I’d have to help,” your mother sighs, pursing her lips as she guides the tip of her cock down to your hole, “You could’ve gone and slept with anyone this past year, you know. I wouldn’t have asked any questions, you’re a big girl after all…”
Your cheeks are burning. Yeah, you could’ve done this in any other way, really. You could’ve have done this like a normal person would. You had planned to. But… something had always come up.
“Mooom, I knowww…” you groan, averting your eyes underneath that all too familiar, gently chiding gaze. It’s in stark contrast with the bittersweet burn as she starts to stretch you out, hot and velvety and hard. You have touched her before, and tasted her, suckled on her cock like you would her breasts. You thought you’d be more ready, but there’s slight panic mixed in with the slick heat when you find yourself unable to quiet the thought of “what if it doesn’t fit in what if it’s too big what if—”
“But I mean, I even offered to pay for an IUI. When you said no, I really thought I could trust you to handle this by yourself…”
“I’m sorry, okay—?” your words get cut by a cry your mother draws from you as she sinks innwith a sigh, balls nuzzling your ass, “Mom, MOM…!”
“Shhh. I said I’d help, and help I will,” she coos, and cups your face, savoring that helpless look in your eyes, those panting whimpers on your lips. She smiles, loving yet just a little bit mischievous as she starts to fuck you in languid, deliberate strokes that have you keening and trembling.
“I just wish you’d have told me sooner that you wanted it this way, baby. We could have started so much earlier…”
“I didn’t— M-mom, I didn’t plan on this—”
“Didn’t you?” she asks, mock surprise and low, breathy laughter as she grabs your thighs and presses them into the mattress, folding you in half and forcing you stretch even more open for her cock as her pace picks up, “I gave you so many chances for this to go differently, didn’t I?”
You can only nod and whine, robbed of any coherent words when she pounds into you. Your mother had arranged dates and tracked your cycle and left fertility clinic pamphlets lying around with the best treatments circled in red ink, hearts and exclamation marks around them.
And still you had let it come to this. But at least you’re doing your part now, cunt squeezing and coaxing your mom closer to her climax.
“But it’s okay, darling. I’ll guide you through it all, you’ll be a wonderful mother,” she pants, a brilliant, proud smile on her face as she watches her moaning little baby getting bred, “And I can’t wait to be a grandmother.”
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