Chapter 15

I was deep inside Alicia Ballard’s hot, wet gash while Erin rimmed Morgan, when a very shaken Matt Kearney walked into the men’s room. He was aroused, ashamed, and anxious, smelling like sex from evidently screwing his own mother, Debbie. He watched with awe at the way that I slammed with powerful strokes into the ginger’s creamy snatch before switching back to her mother’s, causing Erin to eat Alicia’s ass now. Matt was extremely turned-on by that fact, to say the least.

I knew what to do then.

“Erin, fuck him and good. Let Matt breed you, too,” I told my sweet cousin, who rushed to push the teacher’s son to the floor and free his cock for her own use.

“Who else will get to breed Deanna?” Erin asked me now, “or Mom?”

“I will knock your mother up next. I’ve already decided that. As for Deanna, I’m thinking that we should let Jamie do that job,” I informed my beloved cousin while still eagerly humping Morgan and Alicia in turns.

“Oh ... God ... I love pregnancy talk! It turns me on ... so much!” Morgan announced as she creamed herself messily on my dick.

I spilled my first rope of cum inside her instantly, at which point, I then pulled out and shot off the rest of my load inside Alicia. I loved the idea of impregnating mother and daughter at once, along with sisters and such, so I was definitely a horny bastard even now after slipping out of their twats. It was going to be great, watching the two of them with matching swollen bellies, of course. For now, though, I had to claim Matt, who had switched places with Erin into the missionary position. I pushed in my thumb and he came immediately inside Erin’s luscious snatch, making her cum as well, though not as intensely as with me.

“Three more pregnancies down, two girls for you, one from each, and then one girl for Matt from Erin. No boys this round, but there’s nothing wrong with daughters, any more than with sons, after all. More girls means more for each boy to breed, naturally,” the spirit declared, much to my delight.

“Can we name her Deborah, please?” Matt asked Erin.

“How about Melissa Deborah? Does that work for you?” Erin replied.

“Yes, very much so!” Matt blushed and grinned, “even if she will only hear my mother’s name when she misbehaves!”

“I’m thinking of Valerie and Vanessa for ours,” I told the Ballards, “with each of your names as middle names. Valerie Morgan after her own mother, Vanessa Alicia after hers.”

“Ooh, nice! Thank you!” Morgan agreed with a steamy French kiss, which Alicia then joined with one of her own ... even turning into a three-way French kiss for a moment.

“Kiss Erin and Matt, too!” I urged the mother-daughter pair of gingers, who gladly planted lip locks on my cousin and my teacher’s son.

“Here, give me a taste of their asses!” I instructed Erin as I tangled my tongue with hers, “delicious!”

“Now, you two, go find some lucky bastard and fuck him! Together! Do things together today! Like mother, like daughter!” I directed the Ballards while I pulled up my pants and led Erin out of the john to find more recruits.

I ran straight into Olivia Stern and Erica Kaufman, both of them more than ready to get fucked again after James Pritchett just came inside them. I didn’t wait for the bathroom this time. I found an empty classroom (the church was full of them, as it used many of the same buildings for the school and this was summer vacation) and bent both of them over the teacher’s desk to fuck them in alternating strokes. Not only did they not fight me, they reveled in what I did to their sloppy slits, pushing back at me with their hips and delightful buns as I reamed them good and hard.