My hand was a blur over my clit. I was murmuring into the pillow. “fuck me, fuck me, cum, please cum.”
“what?” Harry stopped thrusting.
I lifted my head from the pillow. “Don’t fucking stop….. fuck me.” He did and I almost breathed a sigh of relief. “I going to cum, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” He resumed with even more vigour and my head jerked harder as it was now not anchored on the pillow. “Oh… Harry……yes…..cum in me…. I want you in me…… deep in me” My orgasm was near and I couldn’t talk anymore. I just grunted in time with his thrusts.
I held my breath as the wave approached. He was jerking me like a rag doll and hand was a blur over my clit and labia. I reached the peak of Everest, I was there, oh god I was there……… “oh fuck, oh fuck”….. The wave broke over me and I moaned long and loud……..”yes, fuck, yes” My hand stopped moving and held my pulsing clit. He was getting close and the thought of his pulsing cock spewing semen into me spurred my orgasm to new heights. I was now breathing in time with his thrusts. I was experiencing wave after wave of warm orgasm as every muscle in my pelvis rhythmically spasmed. My pussy was pulsing, gripping his cock. I could feel the ridge of his helmet running up and down inside me. “Oh god Harry, I’m cumming, don’t stop, I want you.”
He was getting close. His rhythmic grunting was interspersed by the occasional “fuck”. I knew he was close as my orgasms were subsiding. Still there but more subtle, which was allowing me to clearly appreciate was about to happen. Millions of fertile sperm were about to invade me again. They were about to start their frantic search for an egg. He and his cells had only one objective. Nothing mattered more in the world to him than making a baby in me. With even cell of my body, I wanted that. “cum in me, Harry. I want our baby.” As ‘baby’ left my lips I felt his cock starting to pulse in preparation for his orgasm and the gilft of life in my womb. I wanted to feel him jam himself as deep in me as he could, jerking his ropes of cum in me. I wanted him to be so turned on he would jam his cock in me to make sure I was pregnant.
Then it happened. He jerked hard into me and his hips stopped moving, deep in me. “Oh fuck, Harry, yes give it to me, cum in me. Baby.” He was silent. I felt him pulse, pumping his seed into me. My pussy was warm with his ejaculate as he washed my cervix with his sperm. His hips restarted jerking into me with a slower but powerful rhythm matching the pulsing of his cock. It felt like gallons of cum were filling me, I knew I was going to be fertilised. I knew we were making a baby. I wanted it.
He stopped jerking into me, although he continued to slowly slide in an out of me. My orgasms had subsided. The world was almost silent; the only sounds being our quiet panting. We were soaking wet with sweat. My hair was stuck to my face. He collapsed onto my back which caused me to collapse onto the bed with a “oommmppf”.
His cock was still embedded deep in me. Still hard. He was slowly fucking me when he whispered into my ear. “I’ve filled you.” He didn’t say anymore, but I wanted him to whisper dirty talk.
“Talk to me, Harry, dirty.”
“I’ve filled you with my cum. My seed is finding your egg, we are making a baby now. The spark of life. You are such a dirty slut you wanted me, your own son, to fill you with seed. Your cunt is so wet.” I’m not sure I wanted the slut and cunt thing, but it seemed it fit.
“I love your cock, Harry. I want our baby, I really do. I want to be pregnant with your child. Our love child. Lets cuddle.” We shifted position so that we were face to face. We looked into each other’s eyes and started to passionately but slowly kiss. Between kisses we talked into each other’s mouths. “Oh fuck Harry, I have never orgasmed like that.”.. kiss … “You are a wonderful lover and your cock is so fucking hard.”
“Thank you for making love with me, mum.”..Kiss..”I never dreamed sex could be so fucking brilliant.”.. Kiss … “I want to do it again.”
“Let’s just kiss. I might be a bit sore.”…. kiss
“OK, mum.” Kiss
“But I want to Harry, I want to feel you cum in me again.” He slid his cock between my labia and rubbed it against my clit. I smiled, the recovery power of teenage lovers is the 8th wonder of the world. “Oh, Harry, yes.”
“Is this a one off, mum.”
“I hope not. It won’t be the last night if you want me.”
“Oh mum, I love you. I want you.”
It was going to be a long night. I was looking forward to falling asleep with my lover and I was looking to many more nights of passion with my teenage love machine. I wanted his baby.
Author’s note: Some of my followers have wanted my character to be pregnant. She has never previously got pregnant through incest because (for me) it’s too far from reality. However, I’m glad I got her knocked up. I enjoyed writing it.
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