Mom Went to Work Ch. 09

She constantly used the word 'sperm' instead of 'cum.' "Give me your sperm, baby." "Fill me with sperm." Were the terms she constantly said. All of this had me worn out and in mental confusion.

The three and a half days passed, both slowly and fast. After that last morning fuck, Mom and I lay in bed holding each other for over an hour. We didn't get up until we heard someone in the house. It was Liz. The others returned throughout the day, until the house was full again. A surprise return was Donna and son. Donna came back on company business for a few days. Stephanie was the last to get back. Her car had broke down and she was brought home by the tow truck.

Mom ordered pizzas, so no-one had to cook. Everybody was back and the official news of Sophia being pregnant was announced. The women went nuts over the news and shut the men out while they huddled together.

The women were still in that huddle of theirs when I went to bed. Just as I was beginning to dream, Stephanie woke me up, sucking on my dick. I was surprised that I had enough strength to do anything after my week with Mom. We had a real nice fuck session. Just as I was getting ready to cum, Liz showed up and sat on my face. Liz had already been with someone, there was a familiar taste on her pussy.

After I came, the two stayed on top of me, pinning me down as they made out. When Stephanie dismounted and lay down, Liz went after my dick with her mouth. It was obvious she wanted me hard again. She had to work at it, but did get me up.

When she had me good and hard, Liz said, "Fuck me while I eat Steph's pussy." Then she got on top of Stephanie and started eating pussy with her butt in the air.

I couldn't pass that up no matter how tired I was. I took my spot and entered Liz's welcoming pussy. And it did feel oh so good as I began thrusting. And thrusting, and thrusting, and thrusting, for how long I have no idea. I couldn't build to climax, no matter what I tried. Watching her beautiful ass ripple as we came together. Holding it in my hands. The feel of her velvety skin to my hands. Reaching around to play with her tits. Nothing!

I was gasping for breath and my muscles were seizing up when Liz raised her head and said, "Oh God! Help him Steph! I'm dry and it's hurting!"

I felt Stephanie suck my balls then trail her tongue up to my asshole and linger there. That put me over the top. I was jammed against Liz, quivering, as I came from Stephanie licking my asshole. It was pulled the plug. I collapsed on Liz driving her down on Stephanie. The last thing I remember, is hearing them both gasp from the impact.

I have no idea how I got in bed or how my shorts got on. The next morning I awakened to Mom caressing my face. My immediate thought was, 'Oh No! Not again!' I didn't say it, and thankfully Mom didn't have sex in mind. She wanted me to nurse her overnight milk. The girls were gone. They left early to turn in their field trip work.

Mom cradled me in her lap as she gently rocked while caressing my head as I suckled. I needed her compassion and nourishment more than anything, right then. When I finished, Mom put me back to bed and left. I slept all day. Missing my class with lab.

I didn't want to get up and eat lunch so Mom breast-fed me again and left me alone. Again at supper, just wanting to sleep, I didn't want to eat. Stephanie brought me a tray and sat holding and feeding me, like a little baby.

Sometime later Stephanie and Liz got me into the shower. I couldn't keep my eyes open, like I took sleeping pills or something. After washing me thoroughly and putting my pajamas on, they put me back to bed. Stephanie kissed me goodnight. Liz kissed me goodnight as Mom walked in. Liz whispered in my ear, "Mommy's here to feed her little boy." Still mostly out-of-it, I smiled and sighed. The last thing I remember was sucking a tit.

The next morning, I felt completely rested. Mom was there to give me her first milk of the day. Just as she was for the next two weeks. The girls didn't leave. Instead, they took turns sucking my dick and balls. I got my nourishment and they got theirs. At breakfast, I was starved and ate like a barbarian.

Things returned to normal, thankfully. Because of the past week, I had to pick my grades back up.

Several weeks passed, and Sophia was really beginning to show that she was pregnant, before Mom and I had another day alone. The strange thing, though, was that Mom's stomach was getting a little pudgy too.

I was watching a home improvement show when Mom came in with tea. We small talked a little before Mom started toying with my leg.

As soon as the tent formed in my pajamas, Mom got on her knees and pulled them down. Without a word, she began stroking and licking my dick. I leaned forward and pulled her house dress up and off. She went right back to giving me one of her fantastic slow blowjobs. Man, Mom's blowjobs are great. I came pretty quick, with her slurping it down.

With one last kiss to my dickhead, Mom smiled and sat on my lap giving me a passionate kiss. That's one of her kinky things. Making sure we get a taste of what she's done for us.

"I'm a little disappointed." Mom said with a little pout.

"Huh, Why?"

"You didn't ask for milk when I brought the tea in."

"Oh, sorry."

"What's the matter baby?"

I didn't want to tell her that little Jason was getting on my nerves and that the girls were bugging me about babies again since Sophia was pregnant. So I said, "School project."

"Well then, you needed a break didn't ya?"

But before I could respond, she stuck a tit in my mouth. It doesn't matter what's on my mind, when I'm nursing all of my troubles seem to just disappear. Mom didn't say a word or do anything other than caress my head until she switched sides.

Mom turned around to offer me the other tit. As I began to suck she took my hand and pressed it tightly to her stomach. With a sigh, she softly spoke. "You can't feel it yet, but you're going to be a daddy."

It took a few seconds for her words to sink in. I pulled away from her nipple looking up at her questioningly and said, "What did you say?"

Mom smiled and pressed my hand against her stomach again, before she whispered, "You're going to be a daddy."

I looked down at her stomach as she was moving my hand around. In shock I said, "You're pregnant! And it's mine! But how? When?" I knew Mom had her tubes tied when we were born, so I was confused as hell.

Mom hugged and kissed me and then whispered, "I'll tell you as you finish nursing." Then she guided my mouth to her nipple again.

I sucked as Mom spoke softly telling me everything. She told me how helping Sophia get pregnant got her thinking that she wasn't too old herself. That she had a day or two of jealousy over Sophia having Dad's baby, even though she helped with an egg. How she started thinking, if her husband could get another woman pregnant then another man could get her pregnant. That's when her thought of having my baby came back.

I had finished that tit and pulled away. Mom quickly kissed me. Again I said, "How? When?"

"Well, when they did the procedure to get my eggs for Sophia. I had them reconnect my tubes."

"But Mom, I'm not the only one you've had sex with."

"Yes. But you are the only one, I have had unprotected sex with."

"Unprotected?"

"Uh-huh. I have used protection with everyone but you. And, there was our special week. Remember?"

I quickly remembered that week and how I thought Mom was trying to kill me. "I remember. What you were doing almost killed me."

"Oh baby, I'm sorry! I read about a way to do it to ensure pregnancy, and I just made you do it that way. I was driven by then. I had already been fucking you unprotected for close to two weeks. The home pregnancy tests were negative and I couldn't feel anything. So when that week came up, I took full advantage to get pregnant."

Realizing I was gently rubbing her stomach I looked down. In a very low soft voice, Mom said, "I'm having your baby." And she hugged my head to her chest.

Getting over my initial shock, I realized my old fantasy had came true and I liked it. Holding her tight I kissed her chest and continued to caress her stomach. I had the ultimate taboo fantasy of a son getting his mother pregnant, come true.

"I know when it happened and so do you. In fact I told you when it happened."

"How could you know when it happened? I mean, it's impossible to know when, isn't it?"

"No it's not impossible, I felt it."

"When? What did it feel like?"

"Remember that special week. The second time we did it, I told you. " You've done it, you've given mommy what she needs.""

Thinking quickly, I remembered. "Yeah, I remember that."

"During those days I was ovulating and fertile. I could feel your cock in my uterus. You began to fill it with sperm and before you stopped I felt a pulse. It was as though something thumped hard sending a sound wave through my body from that spot. I held you tightly and concentrated on that for a couple of minutes. Then, I felt my uterus contract from what felt like a pin prick. Within seconds I felt a deep heat building in my uterus, spreading through my vagina and on out through the rest of my body. I knew, right then, you had fertilized an egg."

"If you knew then, why didn't you stop?"

"Because, I liked what we were doing. And, I wanted to make sure I got pregnant."

We became quiet. I was absorbing it all and thinking. Within a minute or two, fear started creeping into my mind. Not societal fear, but fear of Dad. I was afraid of how Dad would react to my getting Mom pregnant.

As if reading my mind, Mom whispered in my ear, "Your father can never know. He's open to many things but I don't think he could ever accept me having your baby." She kissed me passionately. "No one else can ever know. Okay?"

I looked in her eyes for a few seconds and agreed, saying, "Okay. It's our secret."

She began making out with me. I immediately thought, 'Damn, she still wants to fuck!' Her revelation, though shocking, was one I accepted and liked. She is, after all, a highly sexed woman.

It didn't take much to get me hard, hell I'd fuck on my deathbed. She was straddling me and inserted my dick in her pussy, saying, "Fuck me baby. Fuck your pregnant pussy." She began bouncing up and down with her eyes closed, head back, and her hands holding onto my shoulders. 'Now this,' I thought, 'is normal fucking.'

We changed positions several times. Until ending with Mom on her knees, on the couch. I held on to her beautiful ass, slamming it to her, and filled her pussy with cum. We caught our breath and went to shower together, during which Mom gave me another blowjob.

Mom left to do something and I started to watch the rest of her video when the phone rang. It was Dad, he needed something from home. Since I was the only one there, I took the box to him. That's when he clued me in to Mom playing a game. He knew everything and asked me to play along with Mom's little deception. I couldn't believe Mom didn't trust me to keep quiet, without pressure.

Things calmed down again. Dad was taking frequent trips for his new business. Occasionally, he took Mom. Sophia couldn't go because she was in residency. Sophia being pregnant, they were easy on her.

Grandma and Paul were like a mistress and servant. He couldn't do enough for her. In fact, anything she said, he did.

Sophia being pregnant about a month ahead of Mom was bigger and waddling a lot sooner. As Mom got bigger, she smiled at me a lot while rubbing her belly. She would also come up to me and take my hand, rubbing it on her belly. Later in her pregnancy, it was interesting to feel the baby moving and kicking.

It wasn't until her eighth month that Sophia discovered she was having twins. As near as we could tell from the pictures it was a boy and a girl, just like me and Liz. That explained why she was so big.

Both of Dad's wives decided to have the babies at home with a mid-wife. Sophia three weeks ahead of Mom.

I really wasn't interested in watching a woman, with her legs in the air, pushing a baby out of her pussy. But, it had to be a family thing with everybody there. Donna's family even flew in from London for both women's delivery.

I don't see how any woman would want to go through child birth willingly. The sweating, gasping, yelling in pain from muscular contractions that doubled them up. And, Jesus, watching their pussy being stretched and stretched and stretched by the baby coming out. How in the world can they open up like that?

I got sick and passed out. When I came to, it was still going on. My vision cleared and I saw a baby laying on Sophia's belly. So, I wasn't watching the same birth but the second. Sick and light headed, I tried to leave. The girls had me in their grip and I couldn't.

With one last painful gasp from Sophia, the baby entered the world. A girl. Her face scrunched up with her limbs pulled in tight. I'm nt going to say what the baby looked like. Suffice it to say, the baby looked gross. I broke free and got out of there because I couldn't take it anymore.

Dad found me in the kitchen, chewing TUMS, for my upset stomach. "Well, what'd ya think?" He asked with a smile.

All I could do was shake my head.

"Sophia's named them after me and your mother." He said, still smiling.

I rolled my eyes, and said, "I don't think I can watch that again."

"Yeah, well, you better work on that. Your mother wants you to help with the delivery. Not just watch."

"What! You gotta be kidding!"

"Nope. She had me deliver the two of you. And, she wants you to deliver your baby, like I did mine." He took me by the shoulders. "In case you haven't figured it out yet. Your mother gets, what your mother wants."

The past started rapid firing through my mind. Dad was right! Everything that had happened, and everything I learned about, was Mom's doing. Mom was the puppet master. Grandma and Grandpa. Her job. Me and Liz. Grandma's sexual awakening. Our family expansion. 'Did she have something to do with me and Stephanie?' I wondered. And, How? How could she possibly know?

The next day, Mom started working on me about delivering the baby. And, I started working on her for answers. I knew I would do as she asked, regardless. But still, I played a game of agreeing if she answered my questions.

I found out that Mom had fucked her brother Emmett, before he went off to war. How she wished he had got her pregnant so there would be someone to carry on for him.

She kinda knew of Grandma's infidelities and that's why she went after her father. To keep it in the family. And, keeping it in the family, is why she maneuvered Dad and Grandma together.

Once those things were accomplished, Mom decided she was going to have her sexual desires. That led to what happened with her job. She accidently found out about Donna and decided to use it for her own enjoyment.

Some taboos were building in her mind. First was the Mother/Son and Father/Daughter sex. Which, I found out, included pregnancies both ways. Second, was interracial sex.

Mom, the puppet master, was telling it all. Except for the work and interracial, Mom told Dad everything first. She didn't have time to tell Dad about those and they were sprung on him. Dad always accepted what Mom manipulated.

Mom wants Dad to get Elizabeth pregnant, and Dad is willing. Liz, however, is insisting on her desire first and it's irritating Mom. Mom does want to be the one in control, but she likes what Liz wants as well. Mom will get her way and so will Liz. Liz will have my baby first.

Mom snuck her pregnancy on us and I'm insisting that the next one of mine, is Stephanie's. Instead of Mom working on each of us, we had a meeting and agreed to Mom's plan. Stephanie will go off birth control and get pregnant. As soon as she's pregnant, it's Liz and mines turn. Then as soon as possible after Liz has my baby, Dad will get her pregnant.

Stephanie asked me later if I would mind if Dad got her pregnant when he got Liz pregnant. 'Damn,' I thought, 'Is this pregnancy shit, ever going to end!?'

I thought about it and decided, why not. It's, "All In The Family."

Fast forward, yes, it all happened. To recap: Donna had Stephanie's baby. Sophia had Mom and Dad's babies. Mom had my baby. Stephanie had my baby. Liz had my babies. She had twin girls. Liz had Dad's baby and Stephanie had Dad's baby.

As I said, Sophia named her twins after Mom and Dad: Gene and Annie. Mom named our baby, Jeremy. Stephanie named our baby, Sarah. Liz named our babies, Hannah and Rachel. Stephanie named Dad's baby, Michael. And last, Liz named Dad's baby, Michelle.

I just found out, Tim has gotten Donna pregnant again. That makes ten children in five years, for this house.

Dad said, "We're gonna need a bigger house." He sounded just like that guy in 'Jaws' when he said, "We're gonna need a bigger boat."

At least we have five incomes to work with and three more as soon as we graduate. We'll also have two more female Doctors in the house. We're gonna need them with ten children in our little clan.

We can no longer have 'Family Night,' with ten children in the house. Now we go on dates. Or, sometimes, four adults take care of the little ones while the rest go off for fun.

It's going to be interesting to see what happens when the children turn 18. Will they follow, 'Normal Society?' Or, will they join in on our sexual activities?