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I get home and I see that my mom is sitting on the couch. Her face was all red, and I could tell that something really bad happened. It looked like she was crying for a long time. Mine and Lucy’s mother – your grandma - has tits like this, as I’m sure you remember,” Nina explained, “And her mother before her had them, too, and her mother before that!”

Tom had no issues with being a father for a second time. His lust for Kate grew only more ravenous, and he appreciated her body even more. My mom and dad got divorced about six years ago. Since then it’s just been my mom, my sister and I. I get to see my dad once a month as he lives in Toronto and I live in Calgary. It’s hard to fly up and visit him as much as I’d like to due to this little thing called money which my family is short of. I’ve also haven’t seen my mom with another man since the divorce since she wants us to grow up before she gets involved in a relationship again. Liz and Tracy were on board. We asked about Matt’s family’s medical history, we all talked, and then we waited — until we were ready. Good boy!” Lucy praised. “Very good. God, there’s so much of it… I can feel it!” It had been an eternity since Lucy had enjoyed a fat load squirted onto her tits. How refreshing. “So hot. You’re such a cute boy.”It all started at the wedding of this best friend, Tracy, and her brand new husband, Matt. After the reception a bunch of us from the bridal party were hanging out in a hotel room with the couple of honor. My wife Liz and I still had our teal bridesmaids dresses on, basking in the glow of how special it had been to stand together (weeping) with the friend who had officiated our own wedding two years earlier. We adored the man she had just committed to in front of the aquarium’s tank of beluga whales. He was hilarious, feminist, kind, responsible, intelligent, and witty. As he keeps thrusting… I tell him to pull out. I tell him to stop. I tell him that I can’t get pregnant again, and he needs to pull out! He merely ignores me and pushes me down harder, just like I wanted. I half-heartedly act like I don’t want it, sometimes, since I know Daddy likes that. If I actually want to stop, we’ve got a safe word/phrase. We wanted to tell you the story,” Lucy explained, deciding to take the lead, “Of how you were born.”

I make sure to greet him this way every day, if I can. If my tummy’s flat, I lay on it, facing forward, my panties and skirt around my ankles. He always tell me my pussy is wonderful, but I know it’s changed. Daddy’s just too nice to tell me. And it’s not that I didn’t know birth control existed; I did. I just didn’t know how to ask for it. Every time I confessed my sexual activity to her, I hoped she would offer to get me the pill, buy me condoms, and teach me about safe sex with both girls and boys. I wanted her to teach me how to be assertive and insist protection be used. But she never did. If nothing else,” said Nina, “We can seduce him with our tits. Little boys like him love tits.” Nina and Lucy were a hyper-busty pair, their breasts obscene. They had to get custom-made bras and were stared at anywhere and everywhere they went. Not that either sister minded. Having the ultimate bust, and being the greatest, most beautiful women on the planet? That didn’t exactly bother them. Still, their breasts were about as big as beanbag chairs, over a foot across each. Both women could almost certainly qualify for some Guinness world record, if they cared about such things. What mattered more to them was how attractive they looked. Don’t worry,” Lucy assured him, looking down at her leaking pussy. So much mess. Sure, her little stud nephew and master made a lot of mess… but it was so worth it to get filled up with his seed. “We have some ideas for making money…” Explain it, sis,” said Lucy, beginning to gently touch herself right away in anticipation of what she was about to witness. “Explain the deal.”Tom stayed by his stepmother’s side as Kate struggled. With her never having given birth previously, this was a new experience for the both of them. The blonde woman lay there, grunting as she squeezed her stepson’s child out. Tom tried to help her relax, any way he could. Kate felt so proud of her little boy, staying by her side for hours as she endured the worst pain of her life. Eventually, their child crowned, stretching Kate wide open. She knew it would be over, soon after that. With a few more minutes of pushing, she finally gave birth to Tom’s child. The house would only get busier in the years to come. Tom made sure to help out however he could, though it felt strange to see some of his kids start walking and talking. Little Sophie, his eldest, seemed to particularly adore him, following Tom around all the time. She always wanted hugs and kisses from him, which Tom provided. As she turned four, five, and six years old… Tom wondered if the little girl knew he was more than just a big brother. She was very physically affectionate, but Tom didn’t read into it. She was just a very friendly, cute little girl, that was all. Afterwards, we cuddle on the couch. I sit on his lap, my body heavy. Daddy touches my tummy, rubbing my round, pregnant stomach. He also plays with my tits a bit, and strokes my hair, occasionally telling me how cute I am. Having it fill her cunt was simply a dream come true. Tom had learned to last longer in the past twelve months, which meant Kate would expect to feel several mind-blowing orgasms of her own before she got filled with cum. That night, her screams of pleasure echoed amongst thunder, as little Tom impregnated her during the storm. He sent an absolute torrent of cum against her cervix and into her womb, putting another beautiful baby girl into Kate’s belly. With that, Tom made sure to impregnate his Mommy for an eleventh time before leaving home. Kate was proud of her boy, and of what he’d made her body into. She felt like the perfect little breeding slut, an exclusive womb just for her little boy. Tom had obtained a high-paying job elsewhere. He tearfully bid his family goodbye, giving his mommy’s belly a kiss. When he left, little Tom had fathered eight girls and two boys with his dearly beloved Mommy. The final child in her belly was a boy. The house was simply too crowded – the decision was for Tom to move out, at least for the time being. He bode them farewell.