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The Wives of Westchester 2: All In The Family
by Abner Wizzle (abnerwizzle@hotmail.com)
REVISED VERSION
***
This is a continuation of "The Wives of Westchester Are
His Harem", and it picks up right where that story
ended. Anthony Bershawz has formed an incestuous harem
with his mother and two aunts, and they've just
completed the final symbolic marriage, making Anthony's
mom Stacy and his aunts Tina and Kelli his harem wives.
However, when he later goes on a roadtrip to nearby
Abbottville, the three sisters' childhood home, Anthony
discovers that perhaps his harem needn't be so insular.
(mF, inc-mother/son, aunt/nephew, grandmother/grandson,
cousins, cheat, cons, ws, anal, preg)
***
All in the Family
Anthony carried his mother Stacy upstairs to the Master
Bedroom, which would now be theirs to share whenever
Anthony's father was out of town on business (which,
thankfully, was at least 300 days a year). They were
about to finally consummate their incestuous union, and
both were boiling with excitement.
Anthony kissed his mom as they reached the top of the
last staircase and made their way down the hall to the
bedroom. He had never been so turned on in his life,
even after all of the erotic adventures he'd experienced
in the past year. He was about to deflower his own
willing mother, and do his damnest to put a baby in her
lovely 46 year-old belly.
Stacy smiled as Anthony crossed the threshold of the
Master Bedroom and set her on the edge of the king-sized
brass framed bed. She undid the bow in her hair,
allowing the thick dark brown mane to cascade down her
back. She then pulled the bow holding her strapless
wedding dress secure, allowing it to fall to her waist.
Anthony joined her and undressed her the rest of the
way, revealing Stacy's bare breasts, her nipples large
and erect. She blushed coyly as she stepped free from
the constraints of clothing, now only clad in sexy pink
panties. Her full pubic bush, neatly trimmed, was
visible thru the translucent fabric.
Stacy then returned the favor, unzipping her son's jeans
and bringing them to his ankles. His cock, massive,
erect and throbbing within his sexy low-cut briefs,
caused her to almost gasp, but in a very pleased manner.
She kissed his manroot through the underwear and sighed,
"My heavens, Anthony, I never knew you were so well-
hung. That's gonna feel so nice inside me, Sweetheart."
Anthony pulled off his shirt and the two soon-to-be-
lovers embraced as they stood beside the bed. "It's your
17th birthday tonight, just past midnight, but I thought
I might give you your present a little early." She
kissed her son very passionately, and he returned the
passion.
"You're so hot, Stacy," Anthony whispered after they
kissed for a bit. Man, that felt so good, calling his
mom by her first name. He really thought of her as his
lover, and he hadn't even taken her incest cherry yet.
He caressed his mom's full, juicy knobs, rubbing the
gumdrop-sized nipples between his fingers, bringing
Stacy's arousal level even higher than it already was.
"My god, Anthony, how did you get so damned talented?"
Stacy sighed with pleasure. "Why don't we get into bed
and you can show me how much you love me?" Stacy sat
back onto the bed's edge and then scooted up so she
could lie her head down on the pillow. Anthony followed
his mom onto the bed and they both crawled under the
fresh, soft sheets. They embraced again, kissing and
cuddling. Stacy reached down and pulled her son's huge
cock from his underwear and purred as she rubbed it.
Whispering in his ear, she said, "I'm getting so wet
right now, Honey. That's a good sign for babymaking. So
you wanna breed with me now, Sweetheart?"
The tone of his mother's voice was so loving and, yet,
she was talking about them committing such a delicious
sin. Anthony's mind was spinning, as if he was high on
some powerful drug. And, in a way, he was. Certainly,
endorphins were coursing through his blood, flooding his
brain and his balls with joy.
"Yeah, Stacy – I wanna put a beautiful baby in your
belly tonight." With that, he moved between his mother's
legs, pulled down her moist pink panties and slowly sunk
his huge thick babymaker deep into her steaming-hot
pussy. They both let out a loud, simultaneous moan from
the intense pleasure they both felt. The ultimate taboo
had finally been violated, and it brought them nothing
but immense joy.
"Oh, Anthony!" Stacy sighed, hugging her son closer and
then joining him in a deep french kiss as they slowly
made babylove. As much as each lover was full of heart-
pounding carnal hunger, for some reason this first
incestuous union was more tender and loving than crazed
and lustful. But that was certain to follow soon, no
doubt. For now, here were mother and son, already in
love, now mating and breeding and transforming into
something beyond imagination.
As measured and mellow as their lovemaking was, the
sexual sensations were there, building in their bodies
and their brains. Anthony's massive cock slowly stroked
Stacy's clit magnificently, giving her many lengthy
climaxes, and her slippery but exquisitely tight cunt
returned incredible excitations right back to him.
Finally, after hours of lovemaking, as the grandfather
clock downstairs in the dining room began to chime
midnight, Anthony felt the babyjuice boiling in his
nuts. His breathing became heavier as a mind-blowing
orgasm began to build in him. Stacy was just recovering
from one of her many climaxes of the night, her face
flushed and glistening. She smiled and whispered,
"Mmmmmm... are you having fun breeding with me? Is my
handsome stud gonna cum now? Oooooo, do it, Anthony,
give me my baby, make it feel sooooo good, Sweetheart."
Stacy began to buck her hips faster and harder, coaxing
her son to join her. Anthony followed his mom's prompts,
increasing his speed and sliding his rockhard boner
deeper and deeper toward his mom's wanting womb.
"Ohhhhhhh, that's it! That's it!! Give it to me! Give me
every drop of that hot stuff in your big beautiful
balls!"
"Uhhhhh, gawwwd, oh, my gawd, Stacy! I'm putting a baby
in you! I'm putting a baby in you right now!" Anthony
screamed, as he began shooting big powerful ropes of hot
babyjuice deep inside his mother's warm, wet baby hole,
splashing his potent seed all over the yearning walls of
her womb. His swollen balls pumped jet after jet of that
hot stuff, and Stacy pulled Anthony tight against her as
another climax rolled through her.
"Ohhhhhhhh, christ, I'm cumming so hard! Uhhhhhhhhhh..."
And as the very last drop of babyjuice shot into his
mother's womb, Anthony collapsed on top of her,
completely spent. Both mother and son were breathless
and completely sexually satisfied, their bodies and
their minds all but tapped out.
"Happy Birthday, lover," Stacy smiled as she gave
Anthony a tender kiss on his cheek. They drifted off to
sleep in what was now their shared bed.
***
The next morning, Anthony was supposed to begin his
junior year at Westchester High, but Stacy decided that
their new harem needed some more bonding time together.
>From her side of the bed, she called in Anthony's
absence for the entire first week of classes. Finishing
the phone call, she tossed her cell phone on the
nightstand and turned to embrace her waking son.
This time their lovemaking was more impassioned and
frenzied as their mutual concupiscence overtook them.
"Wanna screw me really good this morning, Sweetheart?"
Stacy asked her son mischieviously. Anthony nodded and
broke out in big devilish smile as he mounted his mother
swiftly, slamming his massive hard-on into her yearning
cunt.
"Ahhhhhhh, that's it, stud!" Stacy encouraged him,
"Screw me good!"
Anthony worked his throbbing pole in and out of his
mom's warm, wet cunt, bringing both of them to climaxes
quickly.
"Screw me hard and knock me up good! Oooooooo..." Stacy
shouted as she writhed and wiggled.
"Uhhhhh, gawwwd, Stacy, you're soooo fucking hot!!"
Anthony groaned as he sent a fresh hot load of babyjuice
into his mother's waiting womb.
Stacy and her son kissed in the afterglow, then she
pulled him out of bed and into the Master Bedroom's
bathroom. "I'm sure both of us have to pee really bad,"
Stacy said. She stepped into the bathtub and pulled
Anthony in with her. "Let's pee on each other,
Sweetheart. It'll be soooo much fun!"
Anthony's smile grew wide. "Wow, that's so kinky!" he
exclaimed. "Let me go first, though, because if you pee
on me first, I'll get so goddamn hard that I'll never be
able to do it to you."
Stacy laughed and nodded. "You're probably right." She
slipped down onto the porcelain floor of the tub and
reclined, as if she were relaxing in a bathful of suds.
Anthony stood between his mom's slightly spread legs,
took his massive snake in his right hand and started a
thick, powerful yellow stream of piss almost
immediately. It splashed on her chest at first, but then
Stacy moved her face toward the stream and opened her
mouth. Anthony laughed and aimed upward a bit, sending
the warm stream of piss right where she wanted it.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Stacy purred, letting the warm salty fluid
slosh around her tongue and then run out of the corners
of her mouth and down her ample bosom. Anthony squeezed
his muscles hard and kept the stream going for a little
longer, but then it slowly reduced to a trickle, the
last drops falling on Stacy's freshly-fucked cunt.
"Yummy," Stacy giggled, rubbing the piss into her boobs
and all over her flat stomach. Then, she rose up. "My
turn!" she shouted like an excited little girl. Anthony
slipped down to take his mother's place and Stacy,
instead of standing, straddled the bathtub, placing a
knee on either side of Anthony's recumbent body. Anthony
laughed and slid down further, so his mouth was right
where he expected his mother's piss to land. "I'm gonna
pee on you now," she said, and she let it flow.
"Pee in my mouth, Stacy!" Anthony begged, extending his
tongue and trying to catch the stream as it started its
journey. "I wanna taste it!"
"Wooooooooooo!" Stacy cheered, as she sent the steady
stream of piss directly onto her son's eager tongue.
And, as Anthony had predicted, his cock twitched and
throbbed as it grew fully erect with renewed sexual
excitement.
Stacy finished peeing and then reached over to turn on
the shower. "Well, look at you, you naughty boy! Let's
get rinsed off and then maybe you can show me what
you're gonna do with this," she teased, as she took a
hold of her son's fully-engorged cock.
They quickly washed the pee off each other, then hopped
out of the tub and dried each other rather haphazardly –
in truth, each was suddenly overcome with unyielding
lust and all they wanted to do was get back to bed and
fuck. Anthony dried his mother's tits, then dropped the
towel. Stacy ran a towel over her son's wet hair and
chest, but his massive rod was making the job difficult.
She laughed, threw the towel on the bathroom floor and
grabbed her son's cock, leading him out of the bathroom.
"Let's get back to business, baby," she commanded,
pulling him back to their bed.
Crawling onto the disarrayed sheets and blankets, Stacy
wiggled her big round butt as an invitation to her son.
Glancing back over her shoulder, she said seductively,
"Come give it to me good and hard, Honey."
Anthony was already on the bed, moving right behind her
sexy rear end. He spread her juicy nether cheeks with
each hand and plunged his tongue deep into his mother's
tangy puckerhole, sending her immediately into a radiant
pleasure she'd never experienced before. "Oh, my christ,
Anthony!" she exclaimed. "That feels so damn good! Lick
my ass, baby!" Anthony complied, licking her puckerhole
and then running his tongue up the cleft of Stacy's ass
over and over. Stacy fingered herself and was soon
climaxing.
Anthony moved up, kneeling behind his mom and swiftly
sliding his pulsing hard meat into her soaking wet
pussy. They both moaned with pleasure and Anthony fucked
her faster and faster until he exploded into her again
and again.
They fell back together onto the bed and kissed some
more before Anthony got up and headed downstairs to see
the rest of his new harem, namely Aunt Tina and Aunt
Kelli. They were both in the kitchen, making breakfast
for everyone. Each were dressed in shear tuli satin
Victoria's Secret babydolls with matching thong panties.
Aunt Tina smiled as Anthony entered the kitchen. "Well,
it sounds like somebody had a pretty good morning so
far."
"I hope you saved some for me," Aunt Kelli added, as she
she looked up from the orange juice squeezer. Anthony
smiled and put an arm around each of his other harem
wives.
"We're gonna have all day together," Anthony assured his
aunts. "And I have plenty for both of you."
***
And, after breakfast, with all three of the sisters
sitting with Anthony around the kitchen table, each
started flirting with their harem husband. As Stacy
cleared away the dishes, Aunt Kelli came around and sat
on her nephew's lap, snuggling up and hugging him. "What
do you say to a little dessert downstairs in my
bedroom?" she coo'd as she gave him a sensuous kiss.
Anthony's cock stirred once again, and he couldn't
imagine anything he wanted more than to breed with his
Aunt Kelli again. "Let's go," he smiled. Kelli rose from
her nephew's lap and sashayed toward the staircase. God,
Aunt Kelli has such a nice butt, Anthony thought to
himself. He obediently followed his hot horny aunt to
her bedroom, playfully slapping her ample rump as they
walked down the stairs.
He couldn't believe how incredibly sexy his mom and both
his aunts were, coupled with the fact that they all
wanted to be impregnated by him. It filled him with such
joy and confidence, being the master of his own
incestuous harem.
All day long, he was first in one aunt's bedroom, then
the other aunt's bedroom, then back to the Master
Bedroom to give his eager mom another hot load of
fertile babyjuice. By sunset, Anthony's balls were empty
and aching from so much dirty incestuous fun. Still,
even as Stacy and Kelli and Tina fixed a late dinner for
their harem husband, Anthony couldn't wait to finish
eating and return to breeding with all three of them,
again and again.
The instinctual drive to fill all of their beautiful
bellies with babies drove him to heights of fucking he
never imagined would be possible. In the space of that
first full day of the harem activity, Anthony figured he
must've ejaculated 20 times or more into his harem
wives.
Remarkably, they all finally powered down for the night,
relaxing on the living room couch, aunts cuddling on
either side of their nephew, watching the Late Show,
while Stacy drifted off, exhausted and satisfied, in the
comfortable old recliner near the fireplace.
Aunt Kelli was probably the naughtier of Anthony's two
aunts, only because even as she claimed she couldn't
take another fuck, she continued to play with her
nephew's cock the entire time they all watched TV, and
also whispered dirty things in his ear whenever the Late
Show went to commercials.
Anthony was sure he was completely spent, but as the
Late Show wrapped up and he was getting ready to carry
his already sleeping mom upstairs and put her to bed,
Aunt Tina joined in the Late Night seduction. From the
other side of the couch, Tina also caressed her nephew
and whispered her own dirty things into his other ear,
when she wasn't nibbling on his earlobe, that is.
"C'mon, you big sexy stud," Aunt Tina teased as she ran
her hand over his chest, "Why don't you take Kelli and
me down to her bedroom and give us one more ride?"
Anthony's cock was absolutely sore and crucified, and
there was no way he'd get another erection tonight. But
he sure loved his aunts and wanted to satisfy them, so
he reached across to his Aunt Tina, into her panties,
and pushed a finger up her snatch.
"How about we go downstairs and both of you ride on my
face instead?"
Both aunts simultaneous went "oooooooooo!" prompting all
three of them to crack up laughing. God, we have so much
fun, Anthony thought.
Anthony's aunts pulled their nephew up from the couch,
leaving Stacy dozing away on the recliner. They made
their way downstairs to Kelli's bedroom and everyone
doffed what little clothes they had on. They all climbed
onto Kelli's queen-sized bed and started kissing and
hugging and groping. Anthony lay on his back and coaxed
Aunt Kelli to squat on his face. He grabbed a hold of
her wide childbearing hips and she pushed her dripping
wet pussy into his hungry mouth.
Anthony licked and slurped and sucked Kelli's pussy and
she soon found herself reaching yet another climax,
possibly her 30th of the day. While that was going on,
Aunt Tina was licking Anthony's huge balls, just to give
him some nice sensations while he satisfied her sister.
Anthony even began to get just a little bit hard, which
was surely a miracle of God, after the outrageously sex-
filled day he'd already had.
After Kelli's orgasm, the two sisters traded places.
Tina straddled her nephew's face now, and Kelli planted
sweet tender kisses up and down Anthony's aching shaft.
The bedroom was filled with soft moaning as everyone
enjoyed the final moments of their wonderful day and
night together.
Leaving Aunt Kelli to drift off to sleep, Aunt Tina and
Anthony went back upstairs and, after stopping to scoop
up a totally dead-to-the-world Stacy, they proceeded up
the final staircase and called it a night.
***
Anthony returned to school the next week, while Aunt
Tina and Aunt Kelli temporarily returned to their homes
in Abbottville, just to keep up appearances. Their
husbands, like Anthony's own dad, were often away on
business, so it had never been unusual for the sisters
to spend long weekends at each others' homes. But since
Anthony's dad was still in the middle of very long
sojourn in Singapore, Anthony continued to occupy the
Master Bedroom, mating with his mom as much as he could
and also loving her as much as any husband has ever
loved his wife.
They spent countless hours just enjoying each other's
company, and Stacy frequently tapped into the family
bank account to take little weekend vacations out to the
beach house and dine at the best restaurants in town.
Since Anthony looked older than his 17 years, he was
able to share a nice glass of red wine with his mom most
evenings at these restaurants, and then retire to the
family cottage to keep working on their baby.
Meanwhile, Anthony's first 11 concubines, spread
throughout Westchester, began to have Anthony's babies.
Beth Reynolds, Anthony's first purloined wife, already
had her daughter back in June, but now his teachers Mrs.
Winslow, Mrs. Evans and the once-virgin betrothed
lifeguard Tammi Collins gave birth to sons and daughters
just in the past few months. Seven more wives that
Anthony had seduced and impregnated were also
tantalizingly close to having his babies.
All those conquests excited him, but when he got the
news just before Thanksgiving that both Aunt Kelli and
Aunt Tina were carrying his babies, he was over the
moon. Now, if only he could somehow knock up his mom,
life would be so beautiful and perfect.
***
As another year came to an end, Anthony's dad was
finally done with most of his major contracts, meaning
he'd be home a whole lot more over the next few months.
That was going to be a huge impediment to Stacy and
Anthony's attempts to breed and make a baby together.
There was always the beach cottage, but Stacy actually
had another idea.
"Now that both my sisters are pregnant, why don't we
spend Christmas and New Years in Abbottville?" Stacy
proposed. "I'm sure my mom and your cousins would love
to see you and me. We haven't been back there in a long
time. And your grandma's so jazzed that Kelli and Tina
are finally going to have babies."
"Does Grandma know...?" Anthony started to ask.
"No, silly," Stacy teased. "But I'll bet she'd loved to
know the truth if you wanna tell her."
***
Stacy and Anthony arrived in Abbottville late Friday
night and were greeted at the door by Aunt Kelli, whose
belly was by no means huge, but was definitely baby-
filled. Aunt Tina was soon at her sister's side, proudly
showing off her own baby bump. Since the holidays had
been a pretty hectic time in the Bershawz and Petrocelli
households, this was the first time Anthony got to see
his incestuous handiwork.
"Wow, Kelli, Tina...." Anthony's voice trailed off as he
stared first at one aunt's belly, then the other's.
Aunt Kelli and Aunt Tina laughed. "We're having babies,
Anthony, " Kelli smiled. She grabbed her nephew's hand
and pulled him inside the Petrocelli house. Stacy joined
in her sisters' laughter and followed her bemused son
inside.
It appeared that a good slice of the Petrocelli clan,
minus the sisters' husbands, had gathered for this
celebratory weekend. In addition to Kelli and Tina and
Stacy, Anthony's Grandma Ellie was there, as was Grandpa
Bill and the sisters' brother John and his wife Cheryl.
John and Cheryl's twin daughters Monica and Ariel, both
a few years older than Anthony, were also present.
Anthony hadn't seen his two cousins in years, and both
girls were absolutely gorgeous – it wouldn't be
farfetched to imagine them winning a wet t-shirt contest
or two on some beer-soaked college campus.
Everyone gathered at the communal buffet table in the
dining room and loaded up their plates with Grandma
Ellie's smorgasbord of Italian delights – eggplant
parmesan, spaghetti with meatballs, Ellie's Hearty
Salad, homemade bread sticks. Everyone laughed and
talked and just had a typically jovial Italian evening,
eating and enjoying each other's company.
While Anthony spun up spaghetti onto his fork, he
couldn't help but notice his cousins Monica and Ariel
(and their mom Cheryl) stealing glances at him. He'd
look up and catch them, and they'd all quickly look
away, pretending they weren't checking him out. But
after a few times, they didn't duck away anymore and
instead smiled at Anthony when he gave them a big
friendly grin. Anthony felt his cock tingling and
throbbing, and he started to realize that his two foxy
cousins and his uncle's wife were all drawn into the
same magnetism that had snared him 14 wives thus far.
But the real surprise was when Anthony brought his
dishes into the kitchen and handed them to his grandma.
"Anthony, Honey," Grandma Ellie purred. "Thank you for
giving my daughters their babies." She leaned forward
and kissed her grandson right on the lips. It was then
that Anthony realized that even though Grandma Ellie was
68 years old, she still looked stunning. And she knew!
She knew everything!
Grandma Ellie seemed to read her grandson's mind. "Oh,
Anthony – you know women. They're always telling their
mama everything. I know what you've been up to, you
handsome stud." She dried her hands off on a dishtowel
and, after looking past the kitchen doorway to make sure
Grandpa Bill wasn't able to see what was going on, she
moved closer and spoke in a quiet, almost seductive
tone. "To be honest, Honey, if you're interested, I'd
sure like to give you a Christmas rodeo ride you'll
never forget." She winked, her pretty brown eyes still
full of fire and spark. She also gave Anthony a little
floor show, shaking her wide hips as if she were about
to do a striptease for her grandson.
Anthony smiled and nodded. "I'd love to make you feel
good, Grandma."
Grandma Ellie shook her head and moved closer, putting
her hands on Anthony's hips. "That 'Grandma' stuff don't
fly, Honey. Call me 'Ellie'. And meet me upstairs in my
bedroom in 10 minutes." She gave her grandson an
incredibly passionate kiss and Anthony felt his cock
throbbing and swelling and nearly ready to explode out
of his jeans. He nodded, and watched as Ellie went back
out into the dining room to get everybody occupied with
some rich Italian desserts and yet another network
broadcast of "It's A Wonderful Life".
***
Anthony stepped into Grandma Ellie's bedroom and was
drawn back into the old world. The thick fusty drapes
hanging from the floor-to-ceiling windows. The old
ceramic figurines on the dresser. The handmade quilt on
the bed. It was as quiet as a church in there, but he
could hear, far in the background, the murmur of
conversation and television downstairs. His cock was
pounding in his jeans. He couldn't believe how excited
he was. The anticipation of fucking his Grandma Ellie
was unexpected, but so palpable. And when she finally
entered the bedroom and shut the door behind her, he
nearly lost his mind.
Ellie had changed into an incredibly tight black dress
that wouldn't look out of place in an old Sophia Loren
film. In fact, Ellie sort of looked like a late-in-life
Sophia Loren – weathered and life-worn, but still
crackling with sexual energy and smoking hot curves. She
had a true hourglass figure – a very, very narrow waist,
but incredibly broad hips and a very large bosom.
"Wow," was all Anthony could manage.
"Do I look all right, Anthony?" Ellie saw his expression
and laughed a little. "Oh, goodie. I guess this old girl
still has it."
She embraced her grandson and gave him another
passionate kiss. "Everyone's really into their cannolis
and all that holiday nonsense on TV, so what do you say
you get your pants off and let me see the big dick that
my daughters keep bragging about?"
Anthony soon regained his swagger and proudly unbuckled
his jeans. Out emerged his throbbing cock, eager to give
his grandma some holiday joy.
"Goodness gracious, Honey," Ellie coo'd. "What side of
the family did you get THAT from?" She moved in and
lovingly stroked his massive rod with both of her aged
hands. "My god, my twat is positively gushing right
now," she said as she wiggled and gyrated her wide hips.
"I was all ready to lube myself up with K-Y, but I don't
think I'm gonna need it now."
After making double-sure the bedroom door was locked,
she pulled her grandson toward the bed. Turning away
from him, she wiggled her huge sexy butt at him. "How
about you unzip my dress and then stuff your sausage in
me?"
Anthony eagerly unzipped Ellie's dress and helped her
shimmy out of it. She looked more amazing naked than he
could ever have conceived, and he couldn't wait to
"stuff his sausage" up her steaming hot cunt. She pulled
him with her onto the bed and spread her legs for him.
Anthony slipped his cock into his grandma and, as she
promised, she was secreting copious amounts of cunt
juice. Anthony easily found himself all the way inside
his grandma and it felt really, really good.
"Holy hell, you feel so damn nice," Ellie sighed as
Anthony gave his grandma lots of nice long strokes.
"You're rubbing my button perfectly!" In short order,
both grandmother and grandson approached a climax.
"I'm cumming, Ellie!" Anthony groaned, trying not to be
too loud. Grandma Ellie, however, didn't seem to give a
damn who heard her. As she climaxed, she let out a big
long loud moan. Her hips shivered and she thrashed her
head to and fro as the orgasm seized her body
completely. "My god, Anthony! Fuck that huge sausage
into me faster! God, you're making me cum real good!"
She bucked her generous hips, and Anthony responded by
filling her hot wet cunt with huge jets of his jizz.
They fell into a post-coital embrace, kissing lovingly
and snuggling on Grandma Ellie's big comfortable bed.
"It's so nice to have a young stud to plow me again,"
Ellie sighed. "Your grandpa hasn't done that to me in a
dozen years or more."
While his grandma straightened out the bed, Anthony
quickly dressed and headed back down to the den to join
the rest of the clan.
***
Grandpa Bill and Grandma Ellie had, over the four
decades they'd lived there, turned their considerable
home into something akin to a compound. The main house
stood on more than 7 acres of hilly land, full of pine
trees and all sorts of interesting flora and fauna.
About every 5 years or so, since 1972, the Petrocelli
patriarch and matriarch had added one guest bungalow,
then another, then another, until there were four guests
houses, plus the original main house. They were true
Italians, revelling in hosting as many of their extended
family as they could fit onto their property.
Anthony, his mother and his two aunts shared the oldest
and largest guest house, the four-bedroom, two-bath
abode on the furthest end of the property. The
incestuous harem celebrated their reunion – they hadn't
all been together since mid-October – by building a
roaring fire and drinking cup after cup of hot spiced
tea while they watched TV and swapped stories. As the
mood took them, Anthony would go off with one harem wife
or another and make love in one of the bedrooms.
Anthony particularly enjoyed having Aunt Kelli and Aunt
Tina straddle him and rub their growing bellies on his.
He'd give both of them orgasms, but he was determined to
save as much babyjuice in his balls as he could this
week, because Stacy's fertile period was fast
approaching, and something told him that this was
finally going to be the week he would impregnate his
mom.
As the hour grew late, everyone began to slip away into
their bedrooms to go to sleep. Anthony decided that
before he hit the sack, he would go fetch some more
firewood to keep the house warm thru the night (the old
heater in this guest house was just about to give up the
ghost, and the fireplace was the only thing keeping
everyone warm. Well, besides their shared body heat!).
Anthony slipped on his coat and made his way to the
woodpile. As he approached, he was met by Uncle John's
wife, Cheryl (who, technically, was Anthony's aunt by
marriage, just not by blood). She was pulling down some
smaller logs as he approached. "Anthony," she smiled,
"would you mind grabbing a few more pieces of wood for
me? I don't wanna come back out here again. It's
spooky."
Anthony laughed good-naturely and plucked off a couple
more logs for her. "Where did Ellie put you, Cheryl?"
"Well, John and my daughters and me, we're over there."
She pointed at the bungalow closest to the main house.
"But since everyone's asleep, and I'm wide awake, and so
are you, how about we hang out in the empty cabin and
get to know each other?"
Anthony smiled. "Yeah, I'd like that, Cheryl." And they
set off for the one vacant guest house down the hill.
Anthony and his aunt Cheryl doffed their coats and got
the fire roaring in no time. And that's when Anthony
really took the time to admire his Uncle's wife. Cheryl
was in her early 40s, with long blonde hair and stunning
blue eyes. Her breasts were full, and her hips generous.
Cheryl, likewise, seemed to be drinking in her nephew-
by-marriage.
"How old are you, Anthony?" she asked as she sat with
him on the couch in front of the fire.
"Seventeen" he replied.
"Really?" Cheryl seemed surprised. "Because Ellie was
telling me earlier that you've fathered something like a
dozen babies."
Anthony was taken aback. Grandma Ellie was right – women
sure do love to gossip.
"Well, um, if that's what you heard..."
Cheryl moved in closer to him. "Wow, that's pretty
impressive for such a young guy. You must have a secret
weapon." And with that, she reached down and rubbed
Anthony's crotch. "Is it in here?"
Anthony's cock throbbed and twitched and grew as Cheryl
kept caressing his crotch. "Wow, Cheryl..."
"Mmmmmmmmmmm, I think it is!"
Cheryl moved in and slipped her tongue into Anthony's
mouth, while continuing to squeeze his now huge hard
bulge. Anthony eagerly and happily frenched with his
Uncle's wife and also slipped his hands under her
sweater to squeeze her juicy bare tits.
Cheryl squirmed on the couch and Anthony could see a wet
spot appear on the tight crotch of her tan slacks. He
reached down and rubbed the moist patch and Cheryl
gushed even more excited cunt juice, making Anthony's
hand slick. Cheryl's breathing grew louder and the pace
of her respirations quickened. "Jesus, Anthony!" she
moaned.
Anthony kept rubbing and Cheryl kept rubbing. "The
bedroom's right over there," he turned his head toward
the nearby doorway. "Let's go fuck."
"Yes, yes, yes," Cheryl managed. She allowed Anthony to
lead her off the couch and thru the doorway. Anthony
stripped off his jeans and shirt, and Cheryl raced to
keep up with him, but her tan slacks were skintight. She
fell butt-first onto the bed, madly trying to get out of
her cloth prison. "Help me get these damn pants off!"
she commanded. "I gotta have you inside me now!" Anthony
smiled as he pulled Cheryl's slacks off, bringing her
panties along for the ride. He tossed everything on the
floor and moved up onto his knees, readying himself to
penetrate his aunt.
Cheryl, however, had other ideas. She crawled over to
her nephew and took his massive log in both hands.
"Mmmmmmmm...." she purred as she fed it inch by inch
into her mouth.
Anthony threw his head back and proceeded to slowly fuck
Cheryl's mouth. "Uhhhhh, feels so good!"
Cheryl hungrily gobbled and swallowed and slurped
Anthony's plunging and receding cock as she took his
muscular ass into her hands. Her shapely tanned legs
were now wide apart on the bed, causing vast amounts of
cunt juice to squirt out and soak the sheets below.
Both lovers were so absorbed in their forbidden fun that
they didn't hear the front door to the cabin open. It
was Monica and Ariel, Anthony's 21 year-old twin
cousins. They came over to look for their mom and ended
up following the sounds of passion all the way to the
bedroom's open doorway. What they witnessed excited both
young ladies to no end and, in the same manner as their
mother, they began to secrete abundant amounts of pussy
juice that utterly soaked their panties.
The girls slipped off their winter coats, revealing
their pajamas underneath, which were nothing more than
extra large long-tail tee-shirts. Both sisters began
fingering themselves as they watched their mom suck
Anthony's huge glistening tool.
As they fingered themselves, they stepped inside the
bedroom and moved toward the bouncing bed. Monica, with
only a little self-stimulation, began to feel intense
sensations spread through her body and she let out an
involuntary "ooooooo."
That broke the spell. Cheryl and Anthony froze and
turned to see the twin girls climbing onto the bed with
them. "We wanna play, too!" Monica coo'd. She knelt
behind Anthony, slipping her arms around him and kissing
his neck. "How about it?"
Ariel slipped out of her drenched panties and pulled her
nightshirt off over her head, allowing her cousin to
admire her perfectly-formed and completely symmetrical
c-cup titties and her very trimmed bush. She moved
beside her mom and Cheryl smiled, allowing her daughter
to take over. "Damn, Anthony, I dunno if I can get all
this in my mouth, but I'm sure gonna try!"
She guided his thick throbbing cock past her bee-stung
ruby lips, her long silky blonde hair tickling Anthony's
thighs as she moved up and down his thick shaft. Working
her tongue expertly, she sucked and licked simultaneous,
bringing Anthony swiftly to the brink of body-rattling
climax.
Suddenly, he pushed Ariel off his massive rod and onto
her back. He leapt between her legs and slammed his meat
rocket all the way deep inside her soaking wet cunt.
"Oh, CHRIST!" she screamed joyfully, wrapping her legs
around his waist and digging her fingernails into his
back. After a few pumps, he pulled out and there was
Monica on all fours. "Give it to ME now, Anthony!" she
begged, wiggling her tight little ass at him.
Anthony plunged into her sopping pussy in one long hard
stroke and then rammed her over and over. "Uh, uh, uh,
UH! UH! UH! UH!" she grunted with each pounding her
cousin gave her, barely able to keep her balance as he
slammed it home again and again.
"Who's ready for a baby?" Anthony demanded more than
asked. He pumped harder and deeper as he felt his balls
boiling with babyjuice.
Monica's head swung to and fro, whipping her long
blonde tresses left and right as her teeth clenched and
her eyes squeezed tightly shut. "UH! UH! UH! UH! YES!
YES! YES! KNOCK ME UP! KNOCK ME UP!"
And Anthony let loose with a torrent of cum, sending
spasm after spasm of hot fertile seed into his nubile
cousin's insanely tight snatch. Monica's body shook and
shivered as her orgasm rattled her very soul. Anthony
withdrew his cock while it was still spewing babyjuice
and slammed it back into Ariel. "Your turn!" he groaned
as he continued shooting jets of hot spunk into his
other cousin.
"MY GOD!" Ariel convulsed in total and complete pleasure
as Anthony's throbbing babymaker sawed back and forth
across her swollen pink clit. He pulled her lithe body
hard against his as he kept cumming, again and again,
far up Ariel's super tight baby hole, splashing his
potent, fertile seed deep inside her.
Cheryl somehow managed to work her way back into the
pile of young bodies. She took Anthony into a sensual
embrace, giving him a long, deep kiss. "If you're gonna
knock up both my daughters, you better have enough left
over for me, too."
Anthony still hadn't really gotten soft, so now he
inserted his cock into Cheryl and they started making a
baby together. Monica and Ariel hopped off the bed, put
their nightshirts back on and took a seat on the
bedroom's loveseat to eagerly watch Anthony impregnate
their mom.
***
As dawn broke, Anthony and Cheryl awoke and stirred
under the covers of that same bed. Monica and Ariel,
meanwhile, had gone off and crashed in the other bedroom
after last night's encore.
Cheryl knew exactly how she was going to explain last
night's absence to her husband – a clever combination of
truth and lies. She couldn't sleep, so went outside to
get more wood (Truth). When she returned to the guest
house, she found the door locked (Lie). So she decided
to spend the night in the sole vacant cabin (Truth).
Their daughters came looking for her (Truth), and then
discovered they were now all locked out (Lie).
As much as Anthony wanted to start this morning going
bed to bed, pumping another load of fertile seed into
his new concubines, he knew that in order for Cheryl's
cheating to go undetected, he needed to get dressed and
get back to his own bungalow fast. He made his way back
to his incestuous harem just as his mom woke up. She
knew exactly what her babymaking stud was up to and gave
him a sleepy smile.
"I hope you had fun last night, Honey. But remember: my
fertile cycle starts tomorrow, so for the next week I
better get most of what's brewing down there in those
big nuts of yours." Flipping the covers open, she
invited Anthony to join her for some morning lovemaking.
At the communal breakfast table in the main house,
Anthony enjoyed the teasing winks and air kisses he
received from all 7 of his ladies. Uncle John and
Grandpa Bill ate their oatmeal and raisins without
fanfare, unaware that they'd been cuckolded right under
their own noses. In fact, Grandma Ellie sat next to her
grandson and discreetly masturbated him below the table
while he ate his toast and poached eggs.
Later that morning, Anthony's mom and aunts headed into
town to do some last-minute Christmas shopping. Uncle
John, Cheryl and the twins headed out to see a movie,
and Grandma Ellie readied the main house for the big
Christmas eve meal. Anthony took a hot rejuvenating
shower and while the water washed down on him, he
reflected on how good life was right now. If only he
could put a baby in his mother's belly.
And, for the first time in a very long time, Anthony
found himself praying to god for the miracle he so badly
wanted. It was a silent prayer, from deep in his mind
and his soul, outward to the universe, to whatever force
there was to out there to help him impregnate his most
sacred wife of all – his own mother.
That night, everyone enjoyed the Eve meal, sang songs
and opened presents. Earlier in the day, working around
the obstacles of the two cuckolded husbands, Anthony was
able to visit individually with Cheryl, Monica, Ariel,
Ellie, Kelli and Tina to let them know that only his
mother Stacy would be receiving his seed over the next
several days.
However, he took the opportunity during each clandestine
meeting to bestow amazing feats of cunnilingus upon his
unfucked concubines, pleasing them to no end. He
promised each and every one of them would be taken care
of the moment he finally impregnated his mom.
Aunt Tina and Aunt Kelli temporarily moved to the vacant
cabin this time, to provide their harem husband and his
alpha-wife as much privacy as possible. And so Christmas
Eve, all the way through to the middle of Christmas Day,
was spent in a romantic but lustful series of incestuous
trysts as Anthony breeded with his mother again and
again, gushing jets and jets of fertile babyjuice into
her hot baby hole and deep into her yearning womb.
Some of their copulations were slow and erotic and
loving, while other were fast and furious and very
nearly violent with sexual excitement. Neither lover
seemed to be able to get enough of each other. If this
blessed and holy babymaking on Christmas Day wasn't
successful, then it was likely that nothing ever would
be.
***
Winter melted away and then bloomed into Spring, and
then further warmed into Summer. Anthony completed his
junior year at Westchester High and it turned out to be
his final semester there and, indeed, in the town of
Westchester itself. On this balmy mid-June day, Anthony
drove from one end of the city to the other, saying
goodbye (for now) to all of the wives he'd stolen and to
all of the beautiful babies that they'd made together.
All of these women were still married to their clueless
husbands, who freely gave all of their own money and
time to raise the children Anthony had bred with their
wives.
Every single one of his 11 concubines bid their teen
lover goodbye with the supplication that he return often
for many more sinful and fruitful nights with them. As a
matter of fact, Anthony had already impregnated his two
former high school teachers again, and there was a very
good chance that 2 or 3 other wives' cuckolded husbands
were unknowingly about to become "fathers" again for the
second time.
Of course, this "Goodbye Tour" took the entire day to
complete, because each visit to each woman finished in
their bedrooms with a tasty fuck or two. By sunset
(which didn't even occur until nearly 9 o'clock this
deep into the summer), Anthony was completely drained of
energy and semen. But there was nothing that would stop
him from driving to his final destination – his new
home.
Anthony aimed his Mercedes convertible north on the
highway out of town, heading to the place he knew he now
belonged. Maybe it wouldn't be forever, but it
definitely was "for now".
As the crisp warm breeze blew through his hair,
Anthony's thoughts once again returned to last Christmas
Day, late in the afternoon, when he and his mother,
exhausted and spent from breeding feverishly since the
previous evening, trysted a final time before they were
expected back at the main house for early Christmas
supper.
"Stacy, I love you so much," Anthony recalled telling
his mom as he kissed her tenderly and slowly sank his
cock into her moist pussy for the countless time that
day.
"Anthony, I don't even think of you as my son anymore,"
Stacy sighed as the sexual sensations coursed through
her once again. She locked into a loving gaze with her
son. "I want us to go to Las Vegas before you have to be
back at school. I wanna divorce your dad and marry you.
For real."
Hearing this, Anthony felt an ineffable warmth radiate
through his entire body. To possess his mom so
completely, to really, truly steal her from her husband
– his own father – and make her his wife! He couldn't
believe how he felt right at that moment. His balls,
still boiling with babyjuice meant only for his mother,
tingled in a manner he'd never experienced before. All
the orgasmic feelings were there, but now there was
something extra, something more, something almost
supernatural.
Stacy felt it, too. "Oh, my dear God in Heaven! It's
gonna happen!" she cried out. And then she really did
start to cry – tears flowed from her eyes, pure tears of
joy and passion and eternal happiness. "Oh, Anthony!
It's gonna happen right now! We're gonna make our baby
RIGHT NOW!"
Anthony felt it, too. "I know! I know!" he shouted,
feeling his cock blossom and grow even mightier and
thicker and stronger than it had ever been. "I'm gonna
put a baby in your belly, Stacy! Our baby! Oh, my GOD!
Oh, my GOD! HERE IT COMES!" And as both lovers brought
their hips into a quicker, more intense, and absolutely
perfect rhythm, Anthony's fully engorged babymaker began
making a magnificent baby in Stacy's belly, sending
blast after blast of fertile seed on what they both knew
was finally to be a successful, glorious journey to
Stacy's waiting, wanting womb.
But something else transpired at that exact moment. As
Anthony finally impregnated his 47 year-old mother – at
that very instant – Grandpa Bill passed away from a
heart attack back in the main house. One long life ended
as another long life began.
Anthony and Stacy found out that evening. Grandma Ellie,
of course, was devastated by the loss of her husband,
but she was resolute and ready to begin anew. At dinner,
after the funeral arrangements had been made, Ellie
announced that she was going to turn the Petrocelli
Compound into a heavenly harem of love, not just for all
of the relatives who were then present at Christmas
Night Dinner, but perhaps for a few more adventurous
souls who would soon get to know the Master of this new
harem.
"That would be me," Anthony said to himself, as he now
took the last exit off the highway toward Abbottville.
He had already moved all his stuff into the main house
where he and Stacy and Grandma Ellie would live with
their new baby, a daughter, now 6 months along in
Stacy's growing belly. Scattered among the satellite
guest houses were both of his aunts, each with a newborn
son, his twin cousins Monica and Ariel, both just as far
along as Anthony's mom and, finally, the twins' mother
Cheryl, who found herself in a similar situation as
Grandma Ellie when Uncle John died tragically in a car
accident when his brakes inexplicably failed one night
back in January. Even though she wasn't a Petrocelli,
the Petrocelli blood was now coursing through the baby
growing in her belly, so Ellie welcomed her as if she
were her own daughter.
As Anthony finally arrived at his new home, a thought
crossed his mind and a broad smile broke across his
face.
He was so young. So much still lie ahead for him. So
many wives yet to steal and so many babies yet to make.
Stepping out of his car, Ellie met him at the front
door. "Honey, there you are! We've been waiting for
you!" Standing beside his grandma was a stunning woman
who bore an uncanny resemblance to Valerie Bertinelli.
"I don't think you've ever met Valerie, Anthony. She's
your second cousin, once removed."
Valerie wasted no time embracing her second cousin.
"Well, hello, cutie," she gushed. "I've heard sooooo
much about you!"
"Valerie's had a little bit of bad luck with men," Ellie
explained, as Anthony felt a familiar pulsing in his
jeans. "You know musicians – you just can't trust 'em."
Still locked in a warm embrace with his second cousin,
Anthony cast a glance over to the living room couch,
where his wife – his real wife now – sat, rubbing her
massive baby-filled belly. Monica and Ariel and Cheryl
were also there, all with their own swollen tummies.
They were watching some show on TV, but now the
attention turned to a much more interesting drama
occurring in their foyer.
"Valerie's gonna be spending a few weeks with us, maybe
she'll stay longer," Ellie continued. Then, with a
smile, she guided the newly-acquainted couple toward the
stairs. "Why don't you take your cousin up to the corner
bedroom and make sure she's comfortable?"
Anthony smiled as his cock pumped to full staff inside
his jeans. He once more looked to his harem. They all
gave him a smile and a tacit nod of approval. Anthony
took Valerie by the hand and led her to the stairs.
"That sounds like a plan, Ellie," he said. "Right this
way, cousin."
And up the stairs they went.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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