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Authors name: Chili Repost
Story Title : Sordid Conception - final chapter
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SORDID CONCEPTION - PART 7
BY CHILI PEELER chilipeelr@aol.com
'I did that....made Brenda come.'
Sharon had sat back on her legs after Brenda's thighs
had fallen open. Her fingers went to her lips as she
continued to taste the tangy wetness that Brenda had
produced. It was her first taste of womanly cum and
she found it almost as intoxicating as hard liquor.
She wanted to tell Brenda how much she had enjoyed
trying to give cunnilingus, experiencing it from the
other side, but there would be time for that later
because Brad gripped her arm and pulled her toward him.
"I hope you're ready, Mom, because I'm gonna give it
to you good," he said a little too loudly. Sharon
realized he was announcing it to Brenda. So Brenda
could watch what she and Brad had hidden from everyone
else. Brenda rolled over toward them, raising herself
up on her elbow and Sharon saw the anticipation in her
eyes.....and the special extra in her eyes that was for
her alone.
Brad pulled her to him and then swung her upper body
toward the far side of the bed, away from Brenda, as he
let her gently down on her back. He lifted her left leg
almost straight up in the air, swinging it past his
chest and around his other side as he positioned him-
self over her.
"Spread your legs...wider than that," Brad commanded
her as he fisted his ready member and ran the wet head
on her hair-matted mons. "Now pull them back like I
like."
He wanted her legs back toward her head, a position
that they had both enjoyed frequently over the past 18
months. She knew he wanted them back now for another
reason - to give Brenda, who still lay behind her son's
feet, an unimpeded view of his hefty dick delving into
her cunt. Turning into a full-fledged exhibitionist in
the excitement of the moment, she bent her legs at the
knees and tilted them back, her pelvis rolling up at
her eager son. She could feel her labia opening up,
exposing the slick inner lining of her sex slit and the
mouth of her simmering quim. At least that was the view
she imagined Brenda was getting.
Her son didn't give Brenda a long, lingering gaze - he quickly leaned
over her, fit the head of his prick into the entrance
of her pussy and began pushing it down into her.
"Man! You're fucking wet," Brad exclaimed as he
buried himself balls-deep in her without any problem
due to their position and her record-breaking lubrica-
tion level. His slab of cock filled her so beautifully.
She could have looked for years in town for someone as
satisfying as Brad but she knew she never would need
to. Her baby would be there for her for years and
years. The fact that both of them were in their sexual
prime was not lost on her. It had always seemed like
cruel fate that men and women matured so far apart. She
wondered how many other women her age were bedding much
younger men - and how many were their sons!
Brad began slowly fucking her, pulling his cock
almost all the way out before injecting it again deep
in her itchy sheath. For once in his life, her son was
taking his time - right when she wanted nothing more
for him to pound her sex. She wanted to come in the
worst way; a hard, energetic fucking was the quickest
way there. But Brad continued to play to their watching
bed mate.
"Harder," she said very softly up at her son's leer-
ing face. It wasn't loud enough for Brenda to hear but
her son wouldn't even spare her that little private
exchange.
"Sure, Mom," he said loudly, "But I want you to speak
up some. I'm sure Brenda wants to hear what you want me
to do to you." Waiting for her to comply, he pulled out
until only his knob was still in her needy confines and
then he let it hover there.
'Damn you, Brad,' she said to herself as her cheeks
warmed in a blush. Painting herself as a horny slut in
front of Brenda was not what she wanted but wasn't it
really what she was? Summoning all the courage she
could, she responded to her manipulative man-son.
"I said do it harder!" she said in a voice so strong
and confident that it surprised even herself. "Fuck me
like a real man, Brad....fuck me hard!"
"All you had to do was ask," Brad said with a chuckle
before he drove himself strongly down into her splayed
crotch, his balls slapping loudly against her ass as
their pubic bones jarred together.
Sharon let her face fall sideways on the bed as her
virile son began hammering her lifted lap with powerful
lunges.
It was only the feeling of drool starting to seep
from the corner of her mouth that brought Brenda out
of her voyeuristic trance. The sight of incestuous
cock and cunt working in a hot tandem was overpowering
to watch. She swallowed quickly, never taking her eyes
from the hot scene only a few feet away.
Brad's fat prick was opening up his mother's furry
slit obscenely and his thrusts were making the bed
squeak underneath her. Sharon's pussy was dribbling
clear juice which welled up or was deposited below her
stuffed gash by Brad's driving member. That juice was
running down over her mother-in-law's small, brown
puckered anus, then disappearing further down her ass
crack.
Brenda began rubbing her own slick slit which now
felt ready for more action. Her orgasm had left her as
juicy as Sharon and she wondered if Brad would be able
to fuck her as well in the session that was unfolding.
She prepared herself for a letdown. He was probably
going to get his rocks off with his mother and then
things would probably settle down.
'But I can come back tomorrow for another babymaking
try with Brad.....and the next day....and every day.
I've got the perfect excuse since any session might
get me pregnant...Sharon will understand.'
Sharon was moaning now, every flesh-smacking fuck by
Brad was being answered by hot sex squeals from her
mother-in-law. She was working her way to an orgasm and
Brenda wanted to do more than watch. Sharon had done
something for her...she had joined in.
She crawled past the two humping bodies on their
right until she was almost laying beside Sharon. Brad
was the first to register that she was there; his
mother's face was laying on the bed looking the other
way.
"Like watching....uuhhh...me fuck her?" Brad said
hotly. Sharon's face flopped over and looked at her
through lust-slitted eyes, her mouth open in a per-
petual O as Brad continued to screw her.
"I've never seen anything so hot," Brenda said to
Sharon, letting her left hand slowly reach out to land
on Sharon's jiggling left tit. Sharon's eyes closed as
she rubbed her palm over the stiff, eraser-sized
nipple.
"Yeah!....that's it, Brenda....help me make her come.
...uuhhh...and I'll.....fuck you!"
"AAAAHHH....UUHHHH....MMMHHMMMM!" Sharon began pant-
ing right at her face and Brenda ran her hand over both
of Sharon's supple breasts like she was waxing her car.
A quick glance down her reclining, shuddering body and
Brenda could again see Brad's crimson-hued erection
bucking up and down in the widespread V of his sexy,
derilious mother's legs.
Another five or six thrusts and Sharon's back arched
sharply, her head dipping straight back as she began
cumming.
"UUUUUHHHGGHHHHAAAAHHHHH!.....HHHHAAAAHHHHHOOHH!"
Sharon shrieked as her hands, which had been grabbing
bunches of bedspread, shot up and held her son's sides
as leaned further over her, pressing his swollen
pleasure-giver deep in her rippling loins.
"Yeaaaahh...yeaaaahh....she's cumming so biiigggg!"
Brad announced as he rode his mother's twitching body.
After a few minutes, mother and son were still.
"You really got off that time," Brad said after
giving his mother a real kiss. Brenda thought the kiss
was probably the most intimate part of the incest she
had just witnessed; fucking and sucking could be ex-
plained away by hormones, but the deep soul kissing
that Sharon and Brad did in front of her showed genuine
love.
"It's been a crazy, wonderful day," Sharon said
simply, stroking Brad's face. Then she turned to look
at her. "Brenda, I don't know where all this is...head-
ing but we can talk about it later. I want a grand-
child. Now, you two get busy and make one."
'Time to fill Brenda's box with some more cum!' Brad
thought hotly as he untangled himself from his mother.
Brenda began to shift over on the bed, arranging her-
self on her back with her head in the pillows. While
that looked incredibly inviting, Brad had had enough of
the missionary. He wanted to take Brenda in a different
position than the one he had already had her in.
"I want you on your hands and knees," Brad told her.
"I want to get real deep when I plant my seed." He felt
ridiculous saying that, like he was some sort of Johnny
Appleseed, but it had the desired effect. His turned-on
sister-in-law rolled to her left and positioned herself
on her hands and knees, facing away from him, with her
head in the far right corner of the bed. She swung her
long hair to one side, looking back at him as he moved
up behind her full ass.
"Man, what a pretty pussy!" Brad said as he moved in
closer. All shaved and wet and soft looking, Brenda's
sex winked at him, ready to get stuffed with his un-
flagging stiffie. His hands caressed her ass and
squeezed it, pulling her cheeks as he pressed his knees
against the inside of her shins and made her open her
stance wider. Her ass lowered further down then began
to lift again, roll forward, as Brenda lowered herself
down on her elbows. He slid his hands a little lower
and used his thumbs to pull her pussy folds apart and
her pink tunnel was right there, just begging for it.
The bed behind him shifted and his mother moved
beside him on her knees as well, her left hand resting
on his shoulder while her right hand rubbed his back
affectionately.
"Go ahead, Brad," she said softly, her eyes on
Brenda's opened sex crease. His cock bobbed up and
down as his mother encouraged him to fuck and impreg-
nate her other son's wife.
"Yes," Brenda purred, wanting it also.
His mother's left hand slid off his shoulder, went
under his arm and she grabbed his erection, bending it
down toward its target. Brad flexed his hips forward
and his knob pressed into Brenda's slick opening and
then disappeared down her snug hole.
"Ahhh, yeah!" he grunted as he slowly worked himself
into Brenda's fertile fuck furrow.
"That's a good boy," his mother said throatily near
his ear.
After a few minutes of careful invasion, Brenda was
full of cock and Brad began thrusting back and forth
in her succulent cunt while his mother stroked his
chest and ass with her hands.
"Ooooohhh.....mmmmmmm...uuuummmm....GodohGod...mmm
mmm," Brenda mewed as he held her hips and pushed and
pulled his erection in and out of her slippery, tight
vagina.
The scene played itself out for about ten minutes,
the intensity rising and rising. Brenda came with a
shriek and Brad had to slow his thrusts until her cunt
had gone slack again, then he began pounding her
liquidy hole like a madman as he felt his own orgasm
cresting.
"HERE I COME!...OOOHYEAAHH...UUUUUGHHH.....UUUGGHH!"
he bellowed as his mother held him and his balls blew
his wad deep in his sexy sister-in-law. He came so hard
his balls hurt.
'This stud service is the greatest!' he thought to
himself as his cock finally stopped twitching in
Brenda's cum-ladened cooze and his mother kissed the
side of his neck.
Epilogue - 15 months later
"I wish you'd let me clean up," Sharon said to Chris
as she got up from the dining room table.
"Leave it. We'll clean up later," Chris assured his
visiting mother.
"Why don't you and Brad go in and relax in the living
room. Brenda will be down in a few minutes. Carol goes
down like a shot."
Sharon and Brad got up from the table, sharing a
knowing smile as they headed into the front room. The
night had been very special; both she and Brad were
always happy to come over to Chris's house and see
little Carol. She was a beautiful, healthy baby that
had been born almost nine months to the day of the wild
happenings up in Sharon's bed.
Sharon sat in easy chair and Brad slouched down on
their couch, holding the bottle of beer he'd not
finished at dinner. Chris came in a few minutes later
carrying a couple of wine glasses and another bottle
of wine. He, Brenda and Sharon had consumed a bottle
at dinner already.
"Oh, Chris...you shouldn't have opened another
bottle," Sharon said as he handed her a glass.
"Well, if we don't finish it, it's no biggie.
Besides, this is a celebration. Carol's 6 months old
and this day will never come again."
Sharon let Chris pour her another glass. She already
felt warm all over from the alcohol she'd already
consumed but Brad would be O.K. to drive them home.
Brenda came down the stairs at that moment and Brad
couldn't help mentally undressing her, now that he
knew all her charms in intimate detail. The blouse she
wore had sort of a low neck line and with her mammaries
even larger from breast feeding, she was showing plenty
of cleavage. He was surprised his brother would let her
traipse around like that but he wasn't complaining.
Fucking her for the few weeks the previous year had
been awesome and it did pain him to know he would pro-
bably never get to again. Still, his mother was giving
him all he wanted.
"She went right down. She's such a good baby," Brenda
said.
"You're so lucky...this one kept us up all night,"
Sharon said, tapping Chris on the leg as he stood by
her chair pouring wine into the other glass he had
brought.
"Here you go, Bren," Chris said handing the glass of
wine to her. "Now, I'd like to propose a toast."
"You need a glass, Chris," Sharon said.
"Nah, I'll use the bottle....O.K., first I'd like to
thank Brenda for bringing such a beautiful baby into
our lives." Brenda and he shared a quick kiss.
"Come on, Chris," Brad chimed in. "You had a little
to do with it, you know?"
"I wish that were true," Chris said cryptically.
Sharon felt her stomach drop a little. Was it pos-
sible that Chris knew something?
"Look, we all know it's not true," Chris continued.
"The second part of my toast is to the other people
that did make it happen - you and Brad."
Sharon looked at Brenda and saw that she was smiling
at her and Brad. Chris's announcement didn't seem to
faze her; she had known that he knew before they came
over. What was happening here?
"I'm afraid our little secret is out," Brenda said,
taking a sip of wine. "But Chris understands, so don't
worry. Chris spoke to Dr. Evans and found out about his
low-sperm count and sort of put two and two together."
"I felt bad accusing her of committing adultery,"
Chris said, stroking Brenda's arm. "But the doctor was
so incredulous that I'd been able to get Brenda knocked
up...well, it was all I could think of."
"I decided to just tell him the truth and, after a
while, he saw the logic in it. We both came clean with
each other about everything. He had some secrets, not
like ours, but he got his secrets off his chest and I
came clean about everything. We don't have any secrets
now," Brenda said proudly.
"That's right, Mom," Chris said. "I know all about
Brenda and Brad...and about you and Brad." Brad and his
mother exchanged worried looks but their concern was
tempered by Brenda's continuing smile.
"At first, I was shocked but, well, now I think it's
all right," Chris continued. He handed the wine bottle
to Brenda and extended his hand to Sharon. She took it,
thinking that he wanted to show his understanding by
holding her hand. Chris continued, "I really don't see
anything wrong with what you and Brad are doing. A
mother and a son ....no, I don't see a thing wrong with
that."
Brad saw his mother's arm straighten as his older
brother pulled on her hand. He was pulling their mother
up out of her chair.
Realization dawned on Sharon at that point and she
felt a great calm come over her. Things were going to
be all right. She drained the wine glass she held and
handed it to Brenda as her husband led the way to the
stairs.
"Whatta?...." Brad said to Brenda as she began sit-
ting down the bottle and glasses on the coffee table.
The legs of his mother and Chris were disappearing
upstairs.
"Don't you see, Brad?" Brenda said as she sat by him
on the couch. "You and Chris are so much alike. That's
why I told him about you and your mother.....I knew
he'd be interested too."
"So, Mom and Chris are....."
"That's right. You're going to have to share her
from now on," Brenda said as she began to stroke his
chest. "Of course, the sharing goes the other way too,
you see, Chris and I love Carol so much that we want
another baby....and tonight's a good night, if you
know what I mean."
Brad leaned into her and they began kissing. He let
his hand roam over Brenda's milk-swollen tits, rubbing
them through her blouse. After ten minutes of heavy
necking and petting, he had Brenda very hot.
"Let's go upstairs," she suggested.
"You read my mind," he responded, getting up and
leading her up the stairs. As they walked past the
guest bedroom, Chris could clearly hear his mother
moaning inside as she and Chris enjoyed each other
for the first time.
'What a family!' he thought as he looked forward to
fucking Brenda once again.
The End
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