This is a narration of everyday, unprotected sex, and is a work of fable. In literal life, use a condom, damnit ! undesirable baby, HIV and all sort of lesser sexual diseases await the imbecile who `` sink his wick '' or `` rides the rod '' without protection.

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

by Krosis of the Collective

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As I got out of my car my bird rode up, showing off my shapely legs, which I 'm tell are my dependable feature. I quickly smoothed my wench back down, thankful that I was in my driveway and not in the parking lot at study. Stupid doll, I thought. Still, I 'm pretty sure it had earned me a duo of raises over the yr, so I continued to wear down it regularly.

I guess I was pretty subdued getting into the theater. Neither of my lady friend was in the living elbow room so I took off my shoes and went upstairs.

Then I heard it : a oink from bay wreath 's way, and not from her. Bed outflow squeaking. She would n't ...

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

'' LAUREL JANE ! '' I yelled. I always used the girls'for the first time and middle names when they did something wrongfulness. They knew I meant business then.

Pauly quickly pulled out, making Laurel gasp loudly at the sudden evacuation. stupe boy, I thought. You just do n't do that !

He rolled to the English and dropped to the floor on the far side of the bed to mask his openness. Too tardy ; I had seen his sizeable condom-covered son of a bitch. Well, at least they were being safe, I mused.

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

'' The the pits 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 accept sex unless you 're ready to be a mother. fountainhead, are you ? ``

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

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

His public figure is Apostle of the Gentiles but I call him Pauly, like Pauly shoring, 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 move, looking fearfully to Laurel and then back to me.

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

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

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

'' expression at this, '' I said, `` you 're supposed to squeeze the air out of the end when you put the condom on. Without that the spear carrier imperativeness produced when he cums might blow it right out, and then it 's Baby City. ``

Pauly 's cock had returned to full hardness, my fingers lightly brushing the head as I squished the end of the safety to instance my point. My talk of babe might have had an effect too.

I felt moisture between my legs and realized I was now quite turned on by this state of affairs. Pauly was looking at me now, not my daughter. His eyes roamed my full blouse and shapely pegleg, and I realized my bird had ridden up again, giving him a good face at my creamy thighs. Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel 's legs were scraggy and not as shapely as mine, and her tit, while Nice, were n't the bazoombas I had developed after she had been in my belly 17 days ago.

I had been a yr unseasoned than laurel wreath when I had made a pillock misunderstanding and had unprotected sex with my beau at the clock time, her male parent. He quickly left townsfolk when I started to well up up. Another error in judgment a year or so after Laurel was born left me with a second daughter and another absentee Church Father. I did n't want my female child to make my misapprehension, so I drilled into them, `` Do n't have sex until you 're ready to be a mother ! '' I was quite plain and direct with them about it, and here she was, taking a chance.

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

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

'' Mom ! '' Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel complained.

I shut her up with a facial expression, re-rolled the safety and lined it back up with Pauly 's tool point. I secretly nipped the end between my ovolo and index fingernails, and then squished that end as I rolled it back down Pauly 's cock. I figured his pecker was a fiddling above 7 '' in size. Neither of my baby daddies had had one bragging than 6 '', so I was a little spear carrier careful getting the rubber on just right, sliding my fingers along his distance to smooth out the prophylactic.

When I was done I stood up and went over to a chair along the wall. Sitting, I faced them, my branch crossed at the knees. `` showtime again, '' I said.

'' MOM ! '' Stan Laurel cried out.

I lifted my finger. `` Laurel Jane, I may give birth just kept you from getting pregnant, so record a little gratitude. '' The female child pouted. I continued, `` Now, I want to see some safe 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 turn of events but still seemed gear up to go.

I crossed my blazon as well. `` Then I guess you can say goodbye to your phone, your laptop, your Playstation. These are things that a responsible stripling has, not some mewling kid. ``

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

I raised my eyebrow. She stopped.

I continued, `` Now ... how did this outset ? Show me. ``

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

bay wreath started to heat up under the boy 's succour. He seemed pretty adequate to with his hands, and soon his finger's breadth were in her puss. 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 pecker pointing upward. Stan Laurel gave me a look and climbed onto his lap, making sure to turn her back to me as she did so. She grasped his extremity and swing out his cock school principal along her kitty-cat backtalk until it was lubricated, and then started to sink down on it.

My pussy felt like it was on fire. I wanted to play with it but Pauly kept looking from me to Stan Laurel and then back to me as she adjusted herself, lifting up to get a bit more lubrication on his pecker 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 more times they started to pick up speed.

I was thinking about the tip of the rubber I had possibly compromised. I figured I had actually put a flyspeck hole in it, but was it great than that ? Why had I thought that was a goodness idea ? Oh, my kitty was throbbing !

Oh, of class, I thought : I was ovulating ! I always got turned on and thinking about making infant at that time of the calendar month. I also remembered that my daughters and I had synchronized our cycle, which meant that Laurel was fat as well !

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

Suddenly, Pauly grabbed Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel and rolled to the side, 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 same ... or maybe my presence was turning her off.

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

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

I held my breath. The safe had ...

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

... broken ! Laurel seemed overwhelmed by the sudden more pleasurable 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 take it anymore ! I raised my doll and yanked my panty down for prosperous access code to my sopping pussy as I watched my eldest daughter having the outset unprotected sex of her life.

That was why I had gotten meaning both times : the feel of sex without a condom was too pleasurable. Once you did it bareback you did n't need to do it with a desensitizing rubber ! And without that tribute there was zilch to prevent that baby batter from bubbling up inside you and baking a baby cake.

Laurel still tried to stop what was going to come about, feebly pushing at Pauly 's shoulders, all of her forte having ebbed out of her as her physical structure shook with joy : `` St. Paul ... pleeeease ... uhnh ... do n't ... '' she grunted. `` Pull ... out ... ohh .... ''

When she said it like that it sounded like, `` Do n't get out out. '' Pauly must hold heard it like that too, as he grunted loudly, thrusting hard, instinct fashioning for certain he held his peter as far inside the teenaged beauty as potential 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 finger's breadth as I closed my eye and imagined Pauly 's potent, sperm-filled cum blasting into my daughter 's hot, rich profoundness, remembering the first time I had experienced that feeling myself. I came and came, hearing the young buff gasping in their own orgasm. And then I came some more. Finally, I was spent, shaking, trying not only to control my respiration, but to remain just in the chair.

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

I was dimly aware of the warmth of a body between my legs. Then my throbbing puss felt a fantastic pressure, a pleasurable spirit I had n't had in so retentive ...

I looked down in electrical shock. Pauly was between my legs and his still-hard cock was already middle inside my slit !

'' Pauly ... '' I began, my limbs still not responding to my will. I could only observe as his shaft pushed further inside me. It was easy going because of how wet I had become and the lubrication of the midst clean essence on his shaft. In my orgasm-clouded thinker I realized that it was left sperm cell from him breeding my daughter !

*No, not again* I thought. Then Pauly pushed hard, ramming his turncock to the hilt and I gasped, shaking as the overpowering sensation started up again. I could feel my trunk was already ramping up to another orgasm. My unused pussy felt so wax from the penetration of his babymaker, enceinte than I had ever had inside me before. As he pulled halfway out and jammed home again I could no longer see the spermatozoon on his shaft, realizing that it had already been pushed recondite inside me. With Pauly 's cock size that leftover seed had probably been crammed aright up against my cervical opening !

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

The sight of my beautiful daughter Laurel possibly getting impregnated in straw man of me, the thought of some of Pauly 's sperm already swimming inside of my fat twat, and the unbelievable tactile sensation of his marvellous turncock thrusting into me again and again set me off. I arched my cover, crying out in the throes of the strong sexual climax of my life.

Thankfully, Pauly did n't cum with me. He had just cum a few bit earlier, after all, so had some staying power. He paused as I shook from another extended orgasm. As my pussycat milked his cock for all it was worth, the last fall of cum remaining in his urethra from his old cum were pulled thick inside me.

Pauly pulled out and I gave a let down groan. My tree branch still were n't working right and that made it slowly for Pauly and Laurel to displume me up and lay me back on her bed. My bird was unsnapped and tossed to the incline. My underwear was prospicient gone.

Pauly was between my wooden leg in a flash, his purpleness cock head pushing insistently at my wet vaginal back talk. I had to block up this !

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

Other arms reached from over my head and unbutton my blouse. laurel !

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

'' Look at these boobs, Paul, '' laurel wreath said, massaging my chest and playing with their laborious nipples.

Pauly had slowed down his jabbing when my bazoombas came free. They had grown substantially near the end of my starting time maternity, and neither of my girl had been left hungry. My white meat had only shrunk a petty after the girls were weaned off of my milk, leaving my nipple turgid but not all stretched out like some women 's get after pregnancy. After my legs they were my second best feature.

My Cy Young lover wasted no time, fastening his mouth on my proper mammilla. He got golden, as that was my more sensitive dope. I gasped again.

Pauly started thrusting harder, his tool reaching its wide potential as his pelvis connected with mine again. So good ! With one mammilla getting sucked, the former being played with by my girl, and the exigent thrusting I could feel the tingling again, deep within me.

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

Stan Laurel grabbed my arms. `` It 's like you said : do n't possess sex unless you 're ready to be a female parent ... Mom. ``

With that, Pauly started thrusting hard, spurred on by the subject of discussion. He switched to the other nipple, sucking harder, making it hurt a little, but with how much delight he was giving me it only added to the overpower 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, grab my legs and pulled them up and over his shoulder. His next jabbing pushed his dick even deeper within me, poking my cervix, the infliction of it getting mixed 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 lay off. `` Please ... PLEASE ... unhh ... pull ... ou ... ohhhh ... Godddd ... ``

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

That was it. Pauly bellowed and I felt his prick sheik, deeper within me than any man or sex toy had been able-bodied to reach before. As the sperm rushed up his cock shaft I could feel it, and I could see it in my mind. As I felt his hot semen explode oceanic abyss within my very fat and welcoming procreative system of rules, my overheated, ripe body likewise exploded in orgasm.

'' Auugghhh ! Aaauhhhh ! Nooo-OOOOOH ! ! '' I cried out. My pussy walls rippled around his shaft, squeezing it, coaxing more of the hot babymaking seed out of it and deep into me. My cervix uteri spasmed heart-to-heart again and again as I continued to orgasm, allowing entire spurts of his potent cream to fly straight from the head of his tool into my womb.

This was the mother load of coming ( no pun intended ). zip I had experienced up until then could compare favorably. The touch of Pauly 's hammer continuously throbbing within me kept my orgasm going for what must feature been minutes.

As I came back to awareness I could hear Laurel off to the side, gasping. I turned to see her as she arched her back, her finger's breadth deep inside her own vagina as she came. I was dimly mindful of a intuitive feeling of schadenfreude at the fact that her orgasm probably pulled more of Pauly 's serious seed inside her womb as well.

And that 's when the closet room access slammed loudly against the wall as it flew open. My youngest daughter fell to the carpeting, her fingerbreadth in her pussy and her shorts and step-in around her ankles as she gasped, clearly having lost her equipoise as she herself reached orgasm.

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

'' Robin free grace ! How dare you hide and watch masses having sex ! ``

The cute 15-year-old Aythya americana 's human face went wild with veneration and overplus as she tried to attract her underdrawers back up her legs, which were well on their way to competing with my brilliant gams. The erect mamilla of her smaller breasts poking out through her sports bra and t-shirt would take betrayed her state of arousal even if we had n't been able-bodied to see the glisten moisture on her fingers and between her thighs.

I saw Pauly 's still partially intemperate shaft vellication as he beheld my youngest daughter 's state of matter of undress.

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

All three of us moved to spend a penny room on the bed as jolly little Robin looked at us with horror .