Delivery Room Anal  (Mb,newborn,nepi,anal,rape)

by Nate


STORY INTRO: A young father can't wait more than a few minutes to take his 
             newborn son’s virginity. 




The bitch was crying my damn ears off — the woman I hated, who I knocked 
up, who my family made me marry. And now I was in the delivery room, 
playing on my phone, while she screamed away as if that’d make the pain 
stop. 

I hated her. I hated all women. I’d only fucked her because she got me 
drunk, and she’d only been able to get me drunk because her three year 
old brother was good at sucking when no one was looking. God I’d loved the 
way that boy’s mouth left my dick nice and drained. I loved boys — 
especially VERY young little boys.

And now my wildest dream was coming together. I had my one plane ticket to 
Singapore — a great place to maintain a luxury, first-world life but fuck 
all the kids you want. And boy did I want to fuck a lot! But I had an 
important task before I headed off. 

My bitch wife was giving birth. No, I didn't care about her, nor was she 
coming with me. But I had one ultimate fantasy to live out before starting 
my new life. You see, she was giving birth to my baby boy — my own child, 
newborn and helpless. And I was going to fuck the hell out of him.

She kept screaming and screaming. God! It was a headache. What? she wants 
me at her side? I don't want her ripping my hand off with that crazy grip. 
Fine. I have to act like a normal caring husband anyway. If I want enough 
time with my son. 

“Hey, hun. You okay?”

“No! Goddamn, fuck!” Fuck was right, she was so annoying. 

“It’s okay, babe. You can do this.”

“Why don't you fucking do it!?” Because I don't have a cunt you stupid 
whore I thought to myself. 

It was hard to play this role. But it was worth it I told myself. It was 
worth it. It was worth it. 

She got louder. 

“Here we go. You’re doing great, we’ve got you crowning now, Hailey.” The 
doctor said. 

I looked away from the ruined mess that were her lady parts. And while 
everyone went on cheering for her I looked of into space. 

Then suddenly, I froze.

There it was. The sound of a young baby’s cries started up, and I instantly 
got an erection. 

“Here it is, your baby boy!” 

Everyone went about their congratulations and doctor work and all that 
crap. I patted the bitch on the shoulder and waited anxiously for the 
moment I could get my hands on the kid. Finally Hailey let go and passed me 
the baby.

I lifted him up to my chest and gazed at him as he whined. He looked like 
my baby pictures. It was so erotic. His newborn skin was all scrunched up 
and red, but so soft and pliable. I leaned in to kiss him on the head. 
God, I wish I could start blowing his micro-cock right then, but the 
chance hadn't come yet.

A nurse took my prize away from me to do whatever they do after a baby is 
born. We filled out some paperwork and named the kid James. I didn't care 
anyhow, as far as I was concerned his name was Fucktoy. 

Time went by and Hailey kept complaining about whatever. Finally she fell 
asleep there in the room. I was so relieved to be done with her. 

And then came a moment of pure bliss, the doors to my paradise swung open 
and in through walked an angel of a fat nurse, holding my possession.

“Alrighty, you want to take little James? Let me just check up on your 
wife real quick and we’ll get started with the discharge.” 

I just nodded and ignored her. I was eyeing her like mad as she took her 
time to check on Hailey and all that nurse shit. 

Then she left. 

I was alone in the room with my wife unconscious and my newborn son in my 
arms. I slowly walked over to the door and locked it, and then walked 
over to the armchair beside the delivery table. 

“Hi, James. It’s daddy. You’re my little boy, aren't you? Guess what? 
Daddy’s going to fuck you now.” 

Even before all the words came out I was using one hand to undo my pants. 
I couldn't wait a moment. I’d been anticipating this all year long. 

My pants and underwear slid down to land at the top of my shoes and I 
plopped down in the chair bare-ass, holding my infant. They’d dressed him 
in a blue onesie and a cap and a wristband with his name. I quickly 
discarded the clothes and held him naked against me. He was so warm for 
being so small. I traced his skin with my fingers as he mumbled little 
fussing sounds. It was time.

I lifted and flipped him ninety degrees to press his chest against mine, 
holding him by the armpits. I began jabbing the air below him with my penis. 

My tool was anxious to get to work. But I had to move slowly to keep him 
from crying. So I dangled him over it and rubbed it against his cubby 
little legs. That felt nice.

I continued the dangling at an anxious speed and lowered him so that my 
cock was pressed firmly against his bottom. It was the greatest temptation 
imaginable. I could practically see the devil horns growing out of my head 
but I didn't care, I had already committed to this. 

How would I do it? Now that all the pieces are here, how do I go about 
getting in there? He’ll probably scream his head off. I paused for a second. 
But only a second. Because then I said “Fuck it. I’m ditching the country 
as soon as I’ve done this, so who cares if I hurt him. I made him and I can 
do what I want with him.”

I took one hand and used my index and middle finger to pry apart his soft 
ass cheeks, and then placed the tip of my dick right at the center of his 
boy button. It was so small, looking no bigger than my piss-slit at first 
glance. It didn't matter, I'd get in there.

I began to push. There was no give and I seemed to just be raising James 
up. So I put both arms on his sides and lightly pushed down as I prodded 
my cock upward. Still no give, but the pressure felt wonderful. I could 
feel the tiny hole slightly compressing against my head and it just made me 
harder. 

I pushed hard. The boy started to fuss. I shushed him to no effect, it 
didn't matter, babies always cry. I hoped no one would bother to come 
check. So he whined away as I continued to shove him down onto my dick. 
He squirmed a bit but my cockhead held his anus centered so I never lost 
the pressure I was building up with each second.

It was too much for his tiny butthole to withstand, within seconds I could 
feel a slight give as the microscopic opening spread to the size of a pea, 
and then further to accommodate a fourth of my cockhead’s circumference. 

This was really happening! 

“Here we go James.”

I kept up with the pressure and bit by bit I was beginning to inch in. I 
had the head halfway in when his crying became to intensify. 

“Shut up and take it.”

Pop!!!

There it was. I had a full inch of myself inside the baby I had made with 
the exact same tool probing him. It was so wicked and erotic. I continued 
further as he screamed.

“Sorry boy, but I can't stop now, I’m going to put all eight inches 
inside you.”

He was in obvious agony. And I was obviously in heaven. I started moaning 
to myself as the sliding got me another inch in. Then another. Then 
another. And by then the boy was going crazy. 

Finally, I got annoyed with his crying and decided to teach him a lesson. 
With one ram I pushed all eight inches fully him. His screaming was tuned 
out by the sound of the heavens in my head as I felt the greatest 
sensation I could ever have fantasized. 

I took a moment to look down in awe. My son - less than an hour old - was 
riding my whole cock. I grinned ear to ear and grabbed him by the sides 
again, this time to lift him up slightly. And then—no warning, I slammed 
him back down. Up—down. Up. Down. I was deep anal fucking a newborn. I was 
a sick, depraved pedophile living my dream.

“Fuck yeah, your insides feel so good James. God, daddy loves popping 
your little anal cherry! I bet this won't be something you forget. I bet 
you'll be a really faggy ass-slut when you grow up. I hope so. Oh, you 
feel so great James!”

I fucked him ruthlessly in and out. My cock was under so much pressure 
from the tightest hole I’d ever been in (and I’d been inside plenty of 
toddler ass). I speared his bowels and fulfilled my fatherly duties. My 
balls where contracting and aching with the amazing feel.

I couldn't hold on much longer, but I wanted to get as many poundings in 
as I could—so I began to pump faster, harder and really make him scream 
for death. I was close. It was the greatest approach of my life. I had 
the walls of his rectum tightly hugging my shaft and the head of my cock 
kissing his deep intestines intimately.

Here it comes. I was at the door of ecstasy. I came. I came so hard — the 
hardest I’d ever cum. Cum was spewing out of me like a fountain, gushing 
jet after jet as thick ropes of semen flowed deep inside him. My seed 
which made my son was now flooding him. I kept pumping as cum kept oozing 
out. He was going to take every drop. The vise of his insides would milk 
it out of me. 

“Shut up James. It’s over!” 

God, that was great. I had absolutely no regret. I don't care what 
internal damage I may have caused. I don't care how many laws I broke. I 
wouldn't trade that magical baby rape for anything in the world, even 
today. 

A lot of years have passed since then. I got out of that hospital quick 
before anyone could find the devastated, cum-filled infant. Now I’m in 
Singapore, father to two new children, I’ve been raping them since the 
days they were each born, and life is great. 

Never stop doing what you do, fellow pedos.


THE END

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