Breeding Session With Mom :Chapter 4: Going to Bang Her Tonight

It was three o’clock in the afternoon. Kyle knew just the time to be at his father’s office.

Jim had his cock buried deep in the tight young pussy of his sexy secretary Dora, when his son barged into the room.

The partially naked blonde slut pulled up her panties and ran from the office into another private room, embarrassed as hell.

Jim just stood there in complete shock as his own son glared across the room at him. Then he remembered to hastily tuck his penis away and zip up his pants.

“Havin’ fun, Dad?” Kyle asked. He’d already secretly taken some photos of the adulterous sex session, then put the camera away in a safe place so Jim wouldn’t get the idea to try to steal it before he could make copies.

“Kyle, I… I was just…” Jim couldn’t think of any excuses. He’d been caught red-handed.

It was the first time Kyle had seen his father’s penis as it slowly went flaccid, before it had been tucked away. He silently chuckled at how small it was. He was anxious to see how his mother would react having a cock over four inches longer than her husband’s plowing her depths. Not only was his dick longer than his father’s, it was a great deal thicker, with fat bulging veins and a huge purple knob.

“Relax, Dad. I’ve known for a long time now.” Kyle lied by adding, “It’s cool. I don’t really mind that much. Sometimes, temptation gets to be more than one can resist, doesn’t it?”

At least Kyle honestly understood the sentiment behind that last comment. His own temptation to fuck his mother had grown so great that he was driven to blackmail his own father. He didn’t even feel that guilty about it, because it was as if he had no choice in the matter. His libido was in total control.

Jim felt miserable. The guilt was hitting him like a sledgehammer. “What about your mother?! Oh God, please tell me you haven’t said anything about this to her!”

“Don’t worry, Dad. Mom doesn’t ever have to know about this, but in order for things to stay that way, you’re gonna have to do a little something for me,” Kyle said with a grin.

“Okay… what do you want?” Jim asked. He’d taken his tie and jacket off for the fucking, and started to put them back on.

“Your permission,” Kyle said with a smile.

The horny son went on to explain the whole idea of how he could help Julie get pregnant.

Needless to say, that didn’t go over very well. There was lots of yelling and cursing. But Kyle held all the cards, even without having to bring up the photos he’d secretly taken as insurance.

In the end, Jim felt he had no choice. Besides, he decided that he’d tried for seven years to impregnate his wife and it just wasn’t happening. This was their last realistic chance, other than maybe adoption. So at least some good could come of this disaster.

Later that night, Kyle lay on his bed waiting. Jim had been home for a few hours and he and Julie were downstairs talking. Finally, at about 11 o’clock, Kyle heard a gentle tap at his door.

Julie poked her head in. “You still awake, Sweetie?” she shyly asked.

“Yeah, I’m up.” Kyle answered. He thought with a snicker, Of course I’m up, and in more ways than one! What teenage boy could sleep when they’re finalizing the deal of a lifetime?! A chance to fuck a baby into my own beautiful mother!

Julie came in and closed the door. She was in her silky robe again and the dainty high-heeled slippers.

He sat up in bed. He was wearing nothing but his boxers. The tenting at his crotch was obvious, and almost comical.

As she strode towards him, Kyle watched her enormous boobs sway beneath her robe in a way that proved she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. He was confident that soon he’d be up to his ears in naked matronly tit-flesh as he pumped his baby-makers into his mother’s womb.

Julie nearly stumbled as she glanced at the sheer size of his erection in his boxers. That size took on a whole new meaning for her now. She sat at the edge of his bed with an odd expression.

There was a long silence. She nervously stared anywhere but at his crotch or his muscular bare chest. “Well… I don’t know how you managed to do it, buster,” she said with genuine amazement. “I just had quite possibly the strangest conversation with your father in my life!”

“Dad said ‘Yes?!'” Kyle tried to act surprised. Also, even though he knew it was a foregone conclusion, his excitement soared anyway, from it coming closer to reality. He had to try to suppress his euphoria too.

Julie looked at him with wide, amazed eyes. “I can hardly believe it, but yeah, he did! Your father seemed to think you made a pretty convincing case,” She was already panting hard from thinking about the incestuous fucking to come, which was causing her massive knockers to heave up and down inside her robe.

“Really?!” Kyle asked, still playing dumb. He was secretly pleased to note her stiff nipples pressing through her silk robe, as well as all her sexy and unsupported tit heaving.

He thought, She’s totally into it! She wants me to fuck her!

Julie couldn’t resist glancing at his bulge again. Holy mother of God! That thing is going to fit inside me?! For real?! Lord have mercy on me!

Her stomach was doing backflips, and she felt downright dizzy. Her arousal was soaring, and her pussy was wet. But she did her best to try to appear outwardly calm. She gave him a warm motherly-smile and looked into his eyes. “Really! Which means, Mr. Smooth-Talker, if you’re still willing, and able, I think we should start our plans on making a baby together.”

She thought, I can’t believe I just said that! I can’t believe any of this is really happening! But it is! I’m gonna get split-roasted and skewered for days on end! Gaawwwd, he’s such a handsome stud! He goes through sexy girlfriends like he’s Casanova, and I’m going to be his next conquest!