I reveled in each thrust into her bowels, my nuts tightening with the force of my strokes. I buried into her. I plunged as hard as I could into her, loving every second of it. She squeezed her asshole around me. She massaged me with that wonderful sheath.
I shuddered, rising towards that explosive release. I pumped away with force. I buried into her with such passion. I slammed to the hilt in her bowels as she gripped me. I loved it. I loved how she held me with that tight asshole.
“Goddamn, honey!” she moaned, squeezing her sheath around me.
“Ooh, bugger her!” Mom gasped, her body trembling.
“I am, Mama!” I grinned at her, watching her climb to her own orgasm.
I hurtled closer to mine. I thrust into my wife’s bowels, savoring how she gripped me. She held me tight, bring me to the brink of my eruption. I shuddered, my nuts slapping into my wife’s taint. She groaned into my mother’s pussy.
“No more cum,” she moaned. “Just pussy cream to enjoy.”
“Donna!” squealed Mom.
“Yes, yes, make my mother cum!” I groaned, pumping away hard.
“Yes, she is!” Mom gasped and bucked. “I’m cumming!”
Her oiled tits heaved as she orgasmed.
The crowd cheered.
She trembled on the ground, her pussy cream gushing into my wife’s mouth. I fucked Donna hard. I rammed into her anal sheath, savoring that tight hole squeezing about me. I plowed into her with force, loving that velvety sheath squeezing about me.
I swelled towards my orgasm. I grunted, loving every moment of it. I plowed deep and hard into that amazing asshole. My head threw back as I pumped my cock in and out of my wife’s bowels. I was so close to erupting
“Oh, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Donna!”
“I’m almost there!” she groaned into my mother’s cumming pussy. “Yes!”
As I buried into my wife, her asshole went wild around my dick. I groaned at the feel of her hot flesh spasming around my dick. Her velvety sheath massaged me. It was incredible to enjoy. My face twisted in delight as I erupted.
“Fuck!” I howled.
The watchers whooped and hollered as I pumped my wife’s asshole full of my cum. Her velvety sheath spasmed around me. She massaged me with that delicious pleasure. I groaned through the bliss, my nuts emptying every bit of cum I had into her.
“Donna!” I gasped.
“Oh, honey, yes!” she moaned. “My husband is a stud!”
“Yeah, he is!” a woman cried out from the crowd.
I shuddered, pumped more and more of my cum into her asshole. My mother whimpered, her gleaming boobs jiggling. She had a big smile on her lips as she came down from her orgasmic high while I hit the peak of my own. I fired that last spurt of cum into my wife’s asshole.
“Damn,” I groaned as I pulled out of her.
I fell back on the towels beside Mom. She rolled onto her side and pressed her tits against me. She kissed me. I felt so amazing. My Hawaiian honeymoon would be such a thrill. I would have so much fun with Mom and Donna.
I was the happiest guy in the world. My pregnant wife cuddled up on one side and my sexy, fertile mother on the other. This would be a wild two weeks.
* * *
A month later, I got the good news. I had bred my mother on our honeymoon. Donna was thrilled and arranged for a special celebration for us. It was quite the naughty weekend with just Mom and me. She was the best.
Donna went into labor and had our first son. She wanted to name him Richard after our dad. I agreed so long as we never called him Dick for a nickname. She agreed and Rickie joined our family. I beamed as I held our son for the first time. My pregnant mother wept and cuddled her grandson.
Mom had our second son, William (named for my grandfather who passed away when I was a kid). Billy was a great addition to the family. Things were starting to get tight at our home, and it wasn’t long before we had to get something bigger.
Mom’s work with M. I. L. F. S. was bringing in money along with Dad’s promotion to captain. I soon had a job working at the charity, Donna staying home to watch the kids, which she loved. She made a wonderful mother.
I went to bed with two hot MILFs every night.
Donna and I had a second son, Philip, named after her grandfather. He was the quietest of the four boys. His three older brothers were rambunctious, but Philip was more studious. A quiet kid, and a good Mama’s boy.
The new place we bought had two bedrooms apiece for the boys, a large master suite that Mom, Donna, and I lived in, while Dad had his own guest house by the pool. He was a great grandfather. The boys all loved him, and he seemed perfectly content to be cucked by me every night.
The belt had really changed him.
It was weird when my parents celebrated their wedding anniversaries, Mom often fucking me hard before our guests while Dad watched on with a smile. In a strange way, they were still in love, Mom just only wanted her son’s cocks.
I did manage to breed Donna’s Mom not long after Ricky came into our lives. Mrs. Lemon was ecstatic to be having her second son. When he came along, she named him Danny. She and her husband were thrilled. Unlike my mom, Mrs. Lemon still had sex with her husband, he just couldn’t have any more kids thanks to his vasectomy.
As the years passed, the day when our eldest, Michael, was old enough to fuck her drew nearer and nearer. Mom was breathless with anticipation, whispering to me about how she wanted us both to fuck her hard and make her cum.
I smiled and nodded, as in love with her now as I was at eighteen when this all started. She looked the same. Mothers in this world really did stop aging after they were bred by their sons. She was a gorgeous MILF while Donna was maturing into her own hot beauty.
And then the day arrived. Michael’s eighteenth birthday.