This is a history of cursory, unprotected sex, and is a work of fiction. In very life, use a condom, damnit ! unwanted sister, HIV and all kind of lesser sexual diseases await the idiot who `` sink his wick '' or `` rides the rod '' without protection.

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Ready - ( mf, mF, 1st, blackmail, cons, nc, impreg, reluc, voy )

by Krosis of the Collective

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As I got out of my car my skirt rode up, showing off my shapely ramification, which I 'm told are my effective feature. I quickly smoothed my bird back down, thankful that I was in my private road and not in the parking lot at body of work. pudding head skirt, I thought. Still, I 'm pretty sure it had earned me a mates of hike over the days, so I continued to wear it regularly.

I guess I was pretty quiet getting into the house. Neither of my daughter was in the living room so I took off my shoes and went upstairs.

Then I heard it : a oink from laurel 's room, and not from her. Bed springs squeaking. She would n't ...

I softly opened the door of my 17-year old daughter 's bedroom to find her young man Pauly between her second joint, plowing her commodity as she lay back on the bed, a aspect of joy on her face.

'' LAUREL JANE ! '' I yelled. I always used the daughter'firstly and heart names when they did something wrongfulness. They knew I meant business then.

Pauly quickly pulled out, making laurel pant loudly at the sudden evacuation. Stupid boy, I thought. You just do n't do that !

He rolled to the incline and dropped to the story on the far English of the bed to mask his nudeness. Too previous ; I had seen his hefty condom-covered prick. Well, at least they were being good, I mused.

Laurel crossed her ramification and arms to pass over her nakedness, looking indignant ... well, as umbrageous as a naked teenager can appear. `` Mother ! You ca n't just come into my room ! '' she yelled.

'' The Hell I ca n't, missy ! You know what I 've said about sex ! '' I retorted.

She looked confused. `` Um ... ''

I continued, `` I SAID do n't take sex unless you 're set to be a female parent. Well, are you ? ``

'' We 're using a rubber ... '' she responded.

I moved forward, to the fundament of the bed. `` Those are n't 100 % effective and you know it. You probably did n't even put it on rightfulness. Pauly, arrive here. '' I beckoned.

His name is St. Paul but I call him Pauly, like Pauly Shore, because of his brown curly hair. I think he 's too young to get the joke, but I keep making it anyway.

He did n't propel, looking fearfully to laurel wreath and then back to me.

'' MO-therrr ... '' Laurel whined.

'' NOW ! '' I yelled. Pauly jumped up, his cock pointing at me.

To his credit he had n't softened much. I spotted the job right away, and reached forward, squishing the air-filled tip as I sat on the bed.

'' look at this, '' I said, `` you 're supposed to squeeze the air out of the end when you put the condom on. Without that the extra pressure produced when he cums might blow it right out, and then it 's Baby urban center. ``

Pauly 's cock had returned to wide hardness, my fingerbreadth lightly brushing the head as I squished the end of the rubber to illustrate my point. My talk of babies might take had an effect too.

I felt moisture between my legs and realized I was now quite turned on by this berth. Pauly was looking at me now, not my daughter. His eyes roamed my full phase of the moon blouse and shapely wooden leg, and I realized my wench had ridden up again, giving him a good look at my creamy second joint. Laurel 's legs were tightfitting and not as shapely as mine, and her boobs, while overnice, were n't the bazoombas I had developed after she had been in my belly 17 years ago.

I had been a year new than Laurel when I had made a stupid mistake and had unprotected sex with my boyfriend at the fourth dimension, her Father of the Church. He quickly left town when I started to swell up. Another error in judicial decision a year or so after Laurel was born left me with a second daughter and another absentee father. I did n't want my girls to relieve oneself my mistakes, so I drilled into them, `` Do n't have sex until you 're ready to be a mother ! '' I was quite sound off and point with them about it, and here she was, taking a chance.

There had to be a penalty for this. I told her ...

I pulled the rubber off of Pauly 's dick with a snap.

'' Mom ! '' laurel complained.

I shut her up with a look, re-rolled the condom and lined it back up with Pauly 's stopcock heading. I secretly nipped the end between my thumb and power fingernails, and then squished that end as I rolled it back down Pauly 's cock. I figured his dick was a picayune above 7 '' in size. Neither of my baby dada had had one bigger than 6 '', so I was a trivial superfluous careful getting the caoutchouc on just right, sliding my digit along his distance to smooth out the prophylactic.

When I was done I stood up and went over to a chair along the rampart. Sitting, I faced them, my leg crossed at the articulatio genus. `` starting again, '' I said.

'' MOM ! '' Laurel cried out.

I lifted my fingerbreadth. `` Laurel Jane, I may have just kept you from getting meaning, so read a little gratitude. '' The missy pouted. I continued, `` Now, I want to see some secure sex so I know you can be trusted. ``

Laurel sat up, her arms still crossed over her bosom. `` I 'm not going to, '' she pouted. Pauly had been surprised by this number of events but still seemed ready to go.

I crossed my arms as well. `` Then I guess you can say adieu to your phone, your laptop, your Playstation. These are affair that a responsible teenager has, not some mewling child. ``

laurel was shocked and looked ready to cry. `` But Mooom ... ''

I raised my supercilium. She stopped.

I continued, `` Now ... how did this start ? display me. ``

Pauly laid Laurel back, moving his work force to her breasts, massaging them. She started to push him away, but then she looked at my determined stare and lowered her arms.

Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel started to hot up up under the boy 's relief. He seemed pretty capable with his hired hand, and soon his digit were in her pussycat. She gasped.

Pauly spoke up, looking back at me : `` Uh, she pushed me back and got on top. ``

I nodded. He rolled to the side, his cock pointing upward. bay wreath gave me a tone and climbed onto his lap, making sure to turn her dorsum to me as she did so. She grasped his fellow member and swept his hammer principal along her twat lips until it was lubricated, and then started to fall off down on it.

My twat felt like it was on fire. I wanted to bet with it but Pauly kept looking from me to Laurel and then back to me as she adjusted herself, lifting up to get a bit more lubrication on his prick before sinking down on it further. I heard a `` Mmm ... '' from her as she bottomed out on his cock.

She ground her crotch on his a bit and then lifted up halfway before settling down again. After a few Thomas More times they started to pick up speed.

I was thinking about the tip of the condom I had possibly compromised. I figured I had actually put a tiny cakehole in it, but was it self-aggrandising than that ? Why had I thought that was a full idea ? Oh, my snatch was throbbing !

Oh, of course of study, I thought : I was ovulating ! I always got aroused and thinking about making babies at that time of the calendar month. I also remembered that my daughters and I had synchronized our wheel, which meant that laurel wreath was rich as well !

Oh screwing ! I thought. I knew I should stop them, but it was the hot thing I had ever seen ... I would let them rut and decide in a bit.

Suddenly, Pauly grabbed Laurel and rolled to the incline, coming up on top of her. This was the placement I had walked in on. He started to pump my firstborn daughter faster, grunting.

Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel, while enjoying herself, was n't orgasming. The few prison term I had had sex I had cum like loony. Maybe we just were n't built the like ... or maybe my presence was turning her off.

And then something changed. There was a sudden `` Oh ! '' from laurel wreath and Pauly huffed like a bull, his thrusting increasing dramatically. Was he cumming ?

laurel tried speaking : `` Paul ! I think ... unhh ... the con ... dom ... ohh ... ''

I held my breath. The safety had ...

'' ... bro ... ohh ... OH GOD ! ``

... broken ! Laurel seemed overwhelmed by the sudden more pleasurable sensation of tegument on tegument, without the deadening protective sheathe. She was ineffectual to vocalize properly as Pauly rammed into her, harder and faster.

I could n't take it anymore ! I raised my skirt and yank my panties down for soft admittance to my sopping kitty-cat as I watched my eldest daughter having the first unprotected sex of her life.

That was why I had gotten pregnant both sentence : the feel of sex without a condom was too pleasurable. Once you did it bareback you did n't want to do it with a desensitizing rubber ! And without that protection there was cypher to forbid that babe batter from bubbling up inside you and baking a babe cake.

Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel still tried to stop what was going to materialise, feebly pushing at Pauly 's shoulders, all of her strength having ebbed out of her as her body shook with delight : `` Saul of Tarsus ... pleeeease ... uhnh ... do n't ... '' she grunted. `` pulling ... out ... ohh .... ''

When she said it like that it sounded like, `` Do n't rend out. '' Pauly must have heard it like that too, as he grunted loudly, thrusting hard, replete qualification sure he held his rooster as far inside the teenage beauty as potential as he started to cum.

bay wreath cried out, `` Nooo ... ohHHHH ! '' Her back arched as she exploded in orgasm ...

... just like me. I came hard on my fingers as I closed my centre and imagined Pauly 's potent, sperm-filled cum blasting into my daughter 's hot, fertile depths, remembering the first prison term I had experienced that feeling myself. I came and came, hearing the immature fan gasping in their own climax. And then I came some more. Finally, I was spent, shaking, trying not only to check my breathing, but to remain good in the chair.

I heard whispering. I was still shaking from the drown aftershock orgasms, my eyes still closed. So good !

I was dimly mindful of the warmth of a body between my pegleg. Then my throbbing pussy felt a fantastic insistency, a pleasurable feeling I had n't had in so long ...

I looked down in blow. Pauly was between my legs and his still-hard cock was already halfway inside my pussy !

'' Pauly ... '' I began, my limbs still not responding to my will. I could only take in as his dick pushed further inside me. It was prosperous going because of how wet I had become and the lubrication of the duncical flannel substance on his shaft of light. In my orgasm-clouded judgement I realized that it was leftover sperm from him breeding my daughter !

*No, not again* I thought. Then Pauly pushed hard, ramming his peter to the hilt and I gasped, shaking as the flood out champion started up again. I could sense my body was already ramping up to another orgasm. My idle kitty felt so wide from the penetration of his babymaker, prominent than I had ever had inside me before. As he pulled halfway out and jammed home again I could no longer see the sperm on his slam, realizing that it had already been pushed deep inside me. With Pauly 's shaft size of it that leftover seed had probably been crammed in good order up against my cervical scuttle !

Pauly was thrusting now, holding my hips, his hard cock caressing my insides where no penis or vibrator had ever touched before.

The sight of my beautiful daughter Stan Laurel possibly getting impregnated in battlefront of me, the thought of some of Pauly 's sperm already swimming inside of my fecund pussy, and the unbelievable spirit of his fantastic rooster thrusting into me again and again set me off. I arched my back, crying out in the throes of the strongest climax of my life.

Thankfully, Pauly did n't cum with me. He had just cum a few minutes earlier, after all, so had some staying power. He paused as I shook from another extended sexual climax. As my pussy milked his putz for all it was worth, the net drops of semen remaining in his urethra from his previous cum were pulled mysterious inside me.

Pauly pulled out and I gave a defeated groan. My limbs still were n't working right and that made it well-heeled for Pauly and laurel to attract me up and lay me back on her bed. My annulus was unsnapped and tossed to the side. My underclothing was long gone.

Pauly was between my legs in a flash, his purple dick head pushing insistently at my wet vaginal lip. I had to halt this !

'' Pauly ... '' I tried again. `` ... do-OHH ! '' His dick had pushed a few inches inside me again.

other coat of arms reached from over my point and unfastened my blouse. Laurel !

Pauly was thrusting in and out, his cock now halfway into me, and then three quarters. laurel wreath pulled my bra up, freeing my breasts. It always feels estimable to get your bra off when you get home, but now I was totally naked in front of my daughter 's boyfriend.

'' Look at these boobs, Saint Paul, '' Laurel said, massaging my chest and playing with their hard nipples.

Pauly had slowed down his poking when my bazoombas came free. They had grown substantially near the end of my 1st maternity, and neither of my daughters had been left hungry. My breasts had only shrunk a piddling after the female child were weaned off of my Milk River, leaving my tits large but not all stretched out like some womanhood 's get after gestation. After my pegleg they were my secondly best feature.

My young lover wasted no metre, fastening his mouth on my right nipple. He got lucky, as that was my more sensitive dumbbell. I gasped again.

Pauly started thrusting harder, his cock reaching its total potential difference as his pelvic girdle connected with mine again. So fully ! With one nipple getting sucked, the other being played with by my daughter, and the insistent thrusting I could finger the tingling again, deep within me.

'' Do-ooohhh- n't ... '' I said, `` I could get ... unhh ... pregna-aaaahh-nt. '' I moved to push Pauly off of me.

Laurel grabbed my sleeve. `` It 's like you said : do n't get sex unless you 're set to be a mother ... Mom. ``

With that, Pauly started thrusting hard, spurred on by the subject of discussion. He switched to the early nipple, sucking harder, making it hurt a little, but with how often pleasure he was giving me it only added to the overwhelming sensations.

'' Yeah, suck those tit, '' Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel cooed, `` they 're going to get even with child when you fill her up with a infant. ``

With that Pauly let go of my nipple, grabbed my legs and pulled them up and over his shoulders. His next jabbing pushed his cock even cryptic within me, poking my cervix uteri, the botheration of it getting conflate up with the pleasure washing over me. He continued to ram into me hard.

Neither of us were going to last. I tried to say something, anything, to make him terminate. `` Please ... PLEASE ... unhh ... pull ... ou ... ohhhh ... Godddd ... ``

'' Make the bitch pregnant, '' Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel demanded.

That was it. Pauly bellowed and I felt his prick sheik, deeper within me than any man or sex toy had been capable to reach before. As the sperm cell rushed up his cock shaft I could feel it, and I could see it in my psyche. As I felt his hot come explode deep within my very fertile and welcoming reproductive organization, my overheated, ripe dead body likewise exploded in orgasm.

'' Auugghhh ! Aaauhhhh ! Nooo-OOOOOH ! ! '' I cried out. My pussycat rampart rippled around his shaft, squeezing it, coaxing Sir Thomas More of the hot babymaking come out of it and deep into me. My cervix spasmed open again and again as I continued to orgasm, allowing full squirt of his potent cream to fly straight from the head of his putz into my womb.

This was the mother load of coming ( no pun intended ). Nothing I had experienced up until then could compare favorably. The feeling of Pauly 's cock continuously throbbing within me prevent my orgasm going for what must make been minutes.

As I came back to cognizance I could hear Laurel off to the English, gasping. I turned to see her as she arched her back, her digit abstruse inside her own vagina as she came. I was dimly aware of a feeling of schadenfreude at the fact that her orgasm probably pulled More of Pauly 's dangerous seed inside her uterus as well.

And that 's when the closet room access slammed loudly against the wall as it flew surface. My young daughter fell to the carpet, her fingers in her pussy and her shorts and panties around her ankles as she gasped, clearly having lost her balance as she herself reached orgasm.

Surprised, Pauly was off of me in a flash. I sat up, all business.

'' Turdus migratorius saving grace ! How dare you hide and watch people having sex ! ``

The cute 15-year-old red-header 's face went unwarranted with fear and overplus as she tried to pull her boxers back up her wooden leg, which were well on their way to competing with my splendiferous gams. The put up nipples of her small boob poking out through her play bra and T-shirt would have betrayed her nation of foreplay even if we had n't been able-bodied to see the glistening wet on her fingers and between her thighs.

I saw Pauly 's still partially hard cock twitch as he beheld my youngest daughter 's state of undress.

I smiled. `` You get up on this bed right now, youth ma'am, and show us everything you just saw ! ``

All three of us moved to cause room on the bed as pretty little Robin looked at us with horror .