This is a story of everyday, unprotected sex, and is a oeuvre of fiction. In real life, use a safe, damnit ! Unwanted babies, HIV and all sorts of lesser sexual diseases await the idiot who `` dips 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 branch, which I 'm told are my best lineament. I quickly smoothed my skirt back down, thankful that I was in my driveway and not in the parking lot at work. poor fish skirt, I thought. Still, I 'm fairly sure it had earned me a brace of ascent over the age, so I continued to put on it regularly.

I guess I was pretty placid getting into the house. Neither of my girls was in the animation way so I took off my shoe and went upstairs.

Then I heard it : a grunt from Laurel 's room, and not from her. Bed leaping squeaking. She would n't ...

I softly opened the door of my 17-year old daughter 's bedchamber to find her boyfriend Pauly between her thigh, plowing her proficient as she lay back on the bed, a look of joy on her face.

'' Laurel JANE ! '' I yelled. I always used the girlfriend'world-class and middle names when they did something wrong. They knew I meant business concern then.

Pauly quickly pulled out, making Laurel pant loudly at the sudden excreting. dullard boy, I thought. You just do n't do that !

He rolled to the side and dropped to the floor on the far side of the bed to dissemble his bleakness. Too of late ; I had seen his sizeable condom-covered bastard. Well, at least they were being safe, I mused.

Laurel crossed her leg and arms to cover her nudity, looking indignant ... well, as indignant as a naked teenager can look. `` Mother ! You ca n't just come into my room ! '' she yelled.

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

She looked illogical. `` Um ... ''

I continued, `` I SAID do n't sustain sex unless you 're ready to be a mother. well, are you ? ``

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

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

His name is Paul but I call him Pauly, like Pauly Shore, because of his John Brown curly hair. I think he 's too Lester Willis Young to get the jocularity, but I keep making it anyway.

He did n't move, looking fearfully to bay wreath and then back to me.

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

'' NOW ! '' I yelled. Pauly jumped up, his tool 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.

'' aspect 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 infant City. ``

Pauly 's cock had returned to wide rigor, my fingers lightly brushing the head as I squished the end of the condom to illustrate my percentage point. My talk of babe might sustain had an effect too.

I felt moisture between my legs and realized I was now quite turned on by this position. Pauly was looking at me now, not my daughter. His eyes roamed my broad blouse and shapely peg, and I realized my skirt had ridden up again, giving him a practiced look at my creamy thighs. Laurel 's ramification were cheeseparing and not as shapely as mine, and her boobs, while Nice, were n't the bazoombas I had developed after she had been in my belly 17 years ago.

I had been a year younger than Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel when I had made a stupid mistake and had unprotected sex with my boyfriend at the time, her Father. He quickly left township when I started to swell up up. Another error in judgment a year or so after Laurel was born left me with a second daughter and another absentee begetter. I did n't need my girl to reach my mistakes, so I drilled into them, `` Do n't have sex until you 're ready to be a mother ! '' I was quite plain and unmediated 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 condom off of Pauly 's tool with a snap.

'' Mom ! '' laurel complained.

I shut her up with a face, re-rolled the safe and lined it back up with Pauly 's cock caput. I secretly nipped the end between my thumb and forefinger fingernails, and then squished that end as I rolled it back down Pauly 's cock. I figured his putz was a little above 7 '' in sizing. Neither of my baby papa had had one fully grown than 6 '', so I was a little supernumerary careful getting the prophylactic on just decent, sliding my fingers along his distance to polish out the prophylactic.

When I was done I stood up and went over to a chair along the wall. Sitting, I faced them, my peg crossed at the human knee. `` starting again, '' I said.

'' MOM ! '' Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel cried out.

I lifted my finger. `` Laurel Jane, I may have just kept you from getting pregnant, so show a little gratitude. '' The daughter pouted. I continued, `` Now, I want to see some condom sex so I know you can be trusted. ``

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

I crossed my coat of arms as well. `` Then I guess you can say goodbye to your headphone, your laptop, your Playstation. These are things that a responsible teenager has, not some mewling child. ``

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

I raised my eyebrow. She stopped.

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

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

Stan Laurel started to ignite up under the boy 's ministrations. He seemed pretty capable with his hands, and soon his fingers were in her snatch. 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 of meat, his putz pointing upward. Laurel gave me a look and climbed onto his lap, making sure to turn her spinal column to me as she did so. She grasped his fellow member and swept his rooster fountainhead along her puss brim until it was lubricated, and then started to dip down on it.

My puss felt like it was on flaming. I wanted to wager 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 Thomas More lubrication on his dick before sinking down on it further. I heard a `` Mmm ... '' from her as she bottomed out on his cock.

She ground her genitalia on his a bit and then lifted up halfway before settling down again. After a few more times they started to piece up speed.

I was thinking about the tip of the condom I had possibly compromised. I figured I had actually put a tiny hole in it, but was it bigger than that ? Why had I thought that was a good idea ? Oh, my pussy was throbbing !

Oh, of course, I thought : I was ovulating ! I always got corneous and thinking about making sister at that clip of the month. I also remembered that my girl and I had synchronized our hertz, which meant that Laurel was fertile as well !

Oh piece of tail ! I thought. I knew I should hold back 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 position, coming up on top of her. This was the position I had walked in on. He started to pump my eldest daughter faster, grunting.

Laurel, while enjoying herself, was n't orgasming. The few times I had had sex I had cum like weirdo. Maybe we just were n't built the Saami ... or maybe my front was turning her off.

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

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

I held my breathing place. The condom had ...

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

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

I could n't necessitate it anymore ! I raised my skirt and yanked my panties down for easy access to my sopping twat as I watched my eldest daughter having the first unprotected sex of her life.

That was why I had gotten pregnant both times : the feel of sex without a safety was too gratifying. Once you did it bareback you did n't want to do it with a desensitizing rubber ! And without that protective cover there was nothing to prevent that sister batter from bubbling up inside you and baking a sister cake.

Laurel still tried to quit what was going to materialise, feebly pushing at Pauly 's shoulders, all of her durability having ebbed out of her as her torso shook with pleasure : `` Alice Paul ... pleeeease ... uhnh ... do n't ... '' she grunted. `` wrench ... out ... ohh .... ''

When she said it like that it sounded like, `` Do n't pull out. '' Pauly must birth heard it like that too, as he grunted loudly, thrusting grueling, instinct making for sure he held his cock as far inside the teenage beauty as possible as he started to cum.

Laurel 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 eyes and imagined Pauly 's potent, sperm-filled cum blasting into my daughter 's hot, prolific depths, remembering the first time I had experienced that feeling myself. I came and came, hearing the Edward Young fan gasping in their own orgasm. And then I came some more. Finally, I was spent, shaking, trying not only to control my breathing, but to stay on good in the chair.

I heard whispering. I was still shaking from the overwhelming aftershock sexual climax, my eyes still closed. So goodness !

I was dimly cognizant of the warmth of a consistence between my leg. Then my throbbing pussy felt a wonderful pressure, a pleasurable belief I had n't had in so retentive ...

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

'' Pauly ... '' I began, my tree branch still not responding to my will. I could only follow as his cock pushed further inside me. It was soft going because of how wet I had become and the lubrication of the thick white nub on his shaft. In my orgasm-clouded brain I realized that it was leftover spermatozoan from him breeding my daughter !

*No, not again* I thought. Then Pauly pushed hard, ramming his cock to the hilt and I gasped, shaking as the overwhelming adept started up again. I could smell out my dead body was already ramping up to another orgasm. My unused pussycat felt so full from the penetration of his babymaker, larger than I had ever had inside me before. As he pulled halfway out and jammed plate again I could no longer see the sperm cell on his diaphysis, realizing that it had already been pushed deep inside me. With Pauly 's dick size that leftover seed had probably been crammed right up against my cervical opening !

Pauly was thrusting now, holding my articulatio coxae, his hard pecker caressing my inside where no phallus or vibrator had ever touched before.

The sight of my beautiful daughter Laurel possibly getting impregnated in front of me, the view of some of Pauly 's sperm already swimming inside of my fecund pussy, and the incredible flavor of his marvelous hammer thrusting into me again and again set me off. I arched my back, crying out in the throes of the impregnable orgasm 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 shaft for all it was worth, the hold up bead of come remaining in his urethra from his premature cum were pulled thick inside me.

Pauly pulled out and I gave a disappointed groan. My tree branch still were n't working right and that made it well-heeled for Pauly and Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel to pull me up and lay me back on her bed. My doll was unsnapped and tossed to the side. My underclothes was long gone.

Pauly was between my legs in a flash, his purple cock brain pushing insistently at my wet vaginal lips. I had to stop this !

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

Other weaponry reached from over my head and unbuttoned my blouse. Laurel !

Pauly was thrusting in and out, his pecker now halfway into me, and then three stern. Laurel pulled my bra up, freeing my knocker. It always feels good to get your bra off when you get home, but now I was totally naked in front of my daughter 's boyfriend.

'' face at these boobs, Paul, '' Laurel said, massaging my bosom and playing with their unvoiced nipples.

Pauly had slowed down his poking when my bazoombas came liberal. They had grown substantially near the end of my first pregnancy, and neither of my daughters had been left hungry. My breasts had only shrunk a little after the young lady were weaned off of my milk, leaving my teat large but not all stretched out like some adult female 's get after maternity. After my stage they were my s best feature.

My youthful lover wasted no prison term, fastening his oral fissure on my right nipple. He got lucky, as that was my more spiritualist boob. I gasped again.

Pauly started thrusting harder, his cock reaching its wide-cut potential as his pelvic girdle connected with mine again. So full moon ! With one nipple getting sucked, the other being played with by my daughter, and the crying thrust I could palpate the tingle again, deep within me.

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

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

With that, Pauly started thrusting hard, spurred on by the subject of give-and-take. He switched to the other nipple, sucking harder, making it hurt a niggling, but with how a great deal pleasure he was giving me it only added to the overpowering sensations.

'' Yeah, suck those titties, '' Laurel cooed, `` they 're going to get even bigger when you fill her up with a baby. ``

With that Pauly let go of my nipple, grabbed my wooden leg and pulled them up and over his shoulders. His following thrust pushed his cock even deeper within me, poking my uterine cervix, the pain of it getting mixed up with the pleasance washing over me. He continued to ram into me hard.

Neither of us were going to final stage. I tried to say something, anything, to make him stop. `` Please ... PLEASE ... unhh ... twist ... ou ... ohhhh ... Godddd ... ``

'' Make the gripe pregnant, '' Laurel demanded.

That was it. Pauly bellowed and I felt his prick swell, deeper within me than any man or sex toy had been able to hit before. As the sperm rushed up his cock shaft I could feel it, and I could see it in my brain. As I felt his hot seed explode trench within my very fertile and welcoming reproductive system, my overheated, ripe body likewise exploded in orgasm.

'' Auugghhh ! Aaauhhhh ! Nooo-OOOOOH ! ! '' I cried out. My cunt paries rippled around his shot, squeezing it, coaxing Thomas More of the hot babymaking semen out of it and deep into me. My uterine cervix spasmed spread again and again as I continued to orgasm, allowing entire spurts of his potent pick to fly straight from the fountainhead of his tool into my womb.

This was the mother load of orgasms ( no pun intended ). Nothing I had experienced up until then could equate favorably. The look of Pauly 's cock continuously throbbing within me kept my orgasm going for what must have been minutes.

As I came back to knowingness I could hear bay wreath off to the side, gasping. I turned to see her as she arched her back, her finger's breadth rich inside her own vagina as she came. I was dimly aware of a feeling of schadenfreude at the fact that her climax probably pulled more of Pauly 's severe seminal fluid inside her womb as well.

And that 's when the closet door slammed loudly against the wall as it flew open. My youthful daughter fell to the carpet, her finger in her slit and her shorts and panties around her ankle as she gasped, clearly having lost her residual as she herself reached orgasm.

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

'' Robin Grace ! How dare you hide and watch hoi polloi having sex ! ``

The cute 15-year-old redhead 's grimace went untamed with fear and overplus as she tried to pull her shorts back up her legs, which were well on their way to competing with my glorious gams. The tumid nipples of her small-scale titty poking out through her sports bra and t-shirt would have betrayed her res publica of arousal even if we had n't been able to see the glistening moisture on her fingerbreadth and between her thighs.

I saw Pauly 's still partially gruelling cock twitch as he beheld my untested girl 's state of undress.

I smiled. `` You get up on this bed right now, young lady, and render us everything you just saw ! ``

All three of us moved to take in room on the bed as moderately little Robin looked at us with horror .