1. September's Catalysts


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Black, Consensual Sex, Hardcore, Incest, Interracial, Pregnant, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    hazy and spinning. Wendy looked over to Christine across the room. Rodney was walking toward her. “I don’t want to get this drunk bitch pregnant. Finish me,” he ordered Christine. She dutifully went to her knees, grabbing his cock, sucking him off until ejaculation. Semen was on her face, her breasts, and her back. Every time that brute, Tony, had to cum, he’d pull out, chose a good spot and unload his semen there. Wendy have never taken a cum shot to the face before, but found it quite erotic, taking three over the course of her visit to Aline’s. She lost count of how many times that man spewed cum on her, her sister, or his stepdaughters. Barry’s body started getting tense, his breathing erratic, signaling to his Aunt that he was finishing. She felt his cock pulse and twitch inside her. She climbed off him, watching it spurt a few more times. One healthy spurt of semen splashed against her cervix, but it didn’t matter at this point. “Yes! Yes!” Wendy gripped the back of Ulysses’ head, her other arm wrapped around his shoulder. He was holding her up while on his knees on the bed and her feet were locked behind him. Her orgasm brought about his. Bucking his hips up unto her, he filled her womb with potent cum, Wendy throwing her head back in ecstasy. ********* Wendy was crying tears of joy again, caressing Wade’s face, with him running his hands through her hair. The baby was two hours old and the nurses had taken him to the nursery. Wade was sniffing, attempting to hold back ...
    tears, “I love you,” he whispered in her ear. “I love you too. So much,” Wendy replied, turning her head to kiss him. “Mom? I was just wondering,” “Yes?” “I know the baby isn’t mine, but can we just pretend he is? I can help you raise him. I can try to transfer to UCLA. He could be mine, you know?” Wendy started crying again, harder this time, “Of course!” They kissed with trembling lips as best they could. “What do you want to name him?” Wade asked his mother. “How about Wade? After his father,” Wendy said, her voice still trembling. They held each other until they couldn’t stay awake. The next day would be busy with Brandy and Barry coming to visit. Wendy slept like a baby in her bed; Wade tossed and turned on the couch in her room. ********* A couple months later, Wendy smiled, looking down to her baby, watching him nurse from her massive, milk-filled, breasts. She loved breastfeeding him. He was so sweet and precious in her eyes. When her baby was done nursing he sat up, wiping his mouth with back of his hand, looking at his mother with adoration and love, “Mmm, I love those big jugs you got there mom. I never knew you were so kinky.” Wendy snorted, rolling her eyes, “You’re silly. You could’ve said no when I asked if you’d like some milk. I think we’re both kinky. Speaking of milk, It’s my turn to nurse from you.” Wade nodded, laying back on the couch, allowing Wendy to nurse from his cock. As Wendy took the older Wade’s cock in her mouth, she thought back to September, ...
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