1. Inseminating Mom


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Hardcore, Incest, Written by women, Author: ChantalXXX, Rating: 96.4, Source: sexstories.com

    was, at the same time, a joy and a headache. He was bright and handsome and well built from constant exercise. But, he was rebellious and argumentative. He wanted things his own way and was stubborn like his father. "What did you say?" she asked. "Nothing. Just thinking this whole thing over. It's funny how here I am trying to get pregnant, and I'm constantly warning Danny NOT to get a girl in trouble. You know how boys are at that age." "Yeah. They got one thing on their minds, and that thing is between a girl's legs. They'll fuck anyone who's the least bit willing. They'll prey on the slightest sign of weakness." I'd heard Mazie use the word "fuck" before, but I had never associated it with my own son. "Danny looks exactly like father," she said. "Yeah, it's amazing. But, that's a family characteristic. All the men, going back generations, are carbon copies. It must be some super dominant genetic trait, or something." "We won't know for many years with Danny, after college and meeting the right girl and getting married and everything. And this generation is waiting until their thirties to ever start a family. A long time," Mazie mused as she finished her coffee. "Maybe not," I whispered again, my non-seeing eyes on the window, but my inner vision in deep thought over a wild idea that almost bubbled to the surface of my consciousness. She got up and said, "I don't know what the answer is. I wish I could have been more help." "Maybe you helped more than you know," I said ...
    and hugged her goodbye. ******************* "Where's Dan?" Melvin demanded. "He's at football practice. You know that." "How do suppose I can keep track of what goes on outside this damned hospital?" "It's a recuperation facility, Mel. It's beautiful here." My husband had his fourth unsuccessful spinal operation and was rehabbing yet again. I didn't blame him for being in a foul mood, but it didn't make it any easier to take. "You'd think he'd want to visit his father once in a while. That's all." "You two always find something to fight about. I'm sure he'll come soon." "Did he start applying to colleges like I told him to?" "Not quite yet," I said. Danny kept saying he wasn't going to college. He didn't see why he should waste four years. I tried to persuade him, but it was no use. I had nothing in my power to get him to do it. "Jennifer, you do whatever it takes to get that boy on the right track. You hear me?" "Anyway, today's not a good day for him to be here. I've brought the specimen cups for you to use. I'm ovulating tomorrow and we're trying again." I dug into my bag and showed him one of the two identical cup. They had screw top lids and his ID info typed on labels stuck to the sides. The clinic, because of Melvin's condition, had allowed me to deliver his "sample" myself. "At least if I knock you up one last time, it'll prove I'm still a man," he growled, the bitterness of his voice biting through me. "Knocking me up" echoed in my brain. It made it seem so cheap, and ...