Here I lay in this hotel room bed. It's a Friday night. There is plenty of light coming from the bathroom to see the soon-to-be fourteen year old atop his mom with her legs high in the air. I can feel the steady rhythm as the bed creaks and the headboard sways. I love watching her large breasts jiggle each time he slams down into her. I know my wife is close when I hear her hiss through gritted teeth: "Oh yeah, fuck Mommy, fuck mommy good". This is soon followed by a scream of "Oh yea, oh yea – God I'm cumming. Mommies cumming baby" followed by the whole bed shaking like one of those coin-operated vibrating beds. This triggers my son who lets out a groan before collapsing on top of his mom.
My son lay unmoving on top of his mom's limp body, her chin resting on the top of his head, his hands still clutching her large boobs. She looks over at me and mouths "I love you". After probably a minute of no movement I assume them both to be asleep. The silence is broken by a series of gurgles, each louder than the one before followed by an almost silent pop followed by a rather loud pussy fart. I had to laugh as I pictured his cock finally giving up his mom's puss. My laugh seemed to set off a giggle from my son, which set his mom off and soon they were both giggling uncontrollably, which was once very common among them both up until he was probable five or six and he was told by a friend only girls giggle. Soon, the laughter stopped, he rolled off his mom and was soon asleep. His mom kissed him on the cheek and pulled a sheet over his naked body before she snuggled up to me, her arm across my chest, her leg across my stomach, her hot breath on my cheek. Soon she was asleep.
I had lost track of my wife's orgasms. With this latest cum, (my son's first "easy" load went eagerly down his mom's throat), he has pumped four loads into his mom's pussy in the last three hours. I have little doubt my son will be adding more loads into my wife's pussy – her unprotected, fertile pussy. We aren't scheduled to leave until Sunday.
I am sure my wife realizes this weekend will leave her pregnant and it is her son's sperm that will penetrate her egg. [My reverse vasectomy did not yield good results] I am sure she realizes now this whole night was carefully planned by me far in advance. With that said, neither of us will speak of how this weekend came to be nor of its ultimate conclusion. She wants another baby.
Many may wonder how such a thing could happen. I guess it would be easiest to start at the beginning. Bear with me as I tend to ramble. I may get off track on some small detail or else speed through something important. For that I apologize now and that be that.
It was six weeks of being in the barracks with no word of when I would be discharged that my supervisor suggested that I bring my family to live with me off base. Seems he finally got Navy housing for him and his family but still had six months on his lease. In two days' time, my new wife and my soon to be adopted son arrived at our apartment. It was also confirmed that my wife was now two months pregnant with my child. Although unplanned, it was not a surprise – having spent six weeks on convalescent leave rarely leaving her apartment.
Being north of Chicago in late January, it was definitely cold outside so except for the occasional trip to the store, my wife rarely left the apartment. Having no friends around and with the weather always so crappy, I could tell she was feeling the cabin fever, but there was little I could do. It had been three weeks when I told her we were to have a guest spend the night.
Jim was assigned to the same temporary unit I was. After only six months in the Navy, he was being discharged. Seems his father had been killed and his mom needed him to run the farm. Jim had been in the barracks prior to my arrival by about two weeks. Since I worked in the office assigning work details, knew he was to be discharges before he did. He seemed to be a good enough guy so when he asked if he could borrow my car, I agreed. Seems he finally got up the nerve to ask out one of the Waves in our unit. This was his last chance to lose his virginity before leaving the Navy.
Since it was a twenty minute drive from my apartment to the base, he drove me home so he could take the car for his date then he would just ride back with me in the morning after sleeping on my couch that night. Except for "Hi / Goodbye" when he dropped me off, it wasn't until he came home that night that my wife got to talk with him.
I assume being isolated these last few weeks was taking its toll, because my wife insisted on a full breakdown on how his date went. Having not been out on a date for some time herself, I realized this was the next best thing for her. She seemed genuinely sorry to hear that the date ended without so much as a kiss and questioned him extensively about how he could still be a virgin.
It would seem that the night had a side effect of my wife being extremely horny once we got into bed. Finally at 3AM, I told her I had to get some sleep. I am sure Jim heard every sound as the couch shared the same wall as our bed and no one bothered closing the bedroom door.
I was surprised to wake the next morning to the smell of pancakes and sausage. My wife had already showered and put on makeup, but chose to put her nightgown back on. Although it was a heavier (winter) nightgown it was obvious she wore nothing underneath it. It is hard to miss the jiggle of a pair of braless Double D's, especially when they have over-excited nipples.
I guess I wasn't too surprised when she gave Jim a big hug when we left. There was a pause just before she moved away from him where she looked briefly at me and then planted a quick kiss on his lips. Perhaps that was her way of making up for him not getting a kiss from his date.
By the time I got home from work that night, I was exhausted but that was soon to change. It didn't take long for the conversation to turn to Jim and his date and how tragic it was that he would go home a virgin. Normally we never had full out sex while our son was up and around but I hadn't been home long before I had his mom bent over a chair in the kitchen area while he watched cartoons in the living room area. A small island is all that separated the two. Having just turned one, it's not like he would have noticed anyway.
I do recall joking that apparently Jim took out the wrong girl, which she commented that she would have loved the night out. I asked her if she would have been more understanding on his virginity problem. She just smiled and replied "Guess we will never know". Jokingly, I told her he still had three days to go.
Friday arrived and I was set to leave early that day. I said goodbye to Jim around noon, figuring I would never see him again. It was around three that he came back. Seems because he had taken emergency leave when his dad died and also had taken advanced pay, he had no money. The good news was that at least the Navy issued him a ticket home. The bad news was it did not leave until the next day. He had hoped to spend the night back in his old room, but unfortunately, that was already taken and besides, he was officially no longer in the Navy.
Technically it was not my problem, but when my supervisor came and asked if he could stay with me, it became my problem. It is not that I cared if he slept on my couch; it is the fact that I already had plans and also I would have to drive him into Chicago to the airport the next day. I finally called the wife (half an hour after I was supposed to have been out of there) to tell her Jim was coming home with me to spend the night. I guess I should have picked up on the moment of silence, then the "Wow – Really - Okay".
We arrived at the apartment to find my wife looking super-hot. She had on a short black skirt with a nice creamed colored blouse that showed off plenty of cleavage. Although pregnant, she still had a small waist and a nice round ass. Her blonde shoulder length hair, normally pulled back in a pigtail, was styled just right. Her blue eyes sparkled especially when she smiled. Her make-up was flawless, with her lips a nice shade of red and her eye shadow a light slutty blue.
The plan had been for her and I to take in a movie. We were to drop off the kid with my supervisor's family and then spend a couple hours going to a chick-flick she had picked out. It was already too late to take him to the babysitters and still make the movie, plus the fact that Jim was sitting on my couch. I was feeling bad about her having to miss the movie. Then it came to me. It wasn't like I wanted to see the chick flick anyways. I would have Jim take her. The least he could do. Once again I failed to pick up on the signals. "Really. You're sure you're okay with this?" When I said "Yea, I am sure", she wasted no time getting the two of them out the door.
It was a ninety minute movie so I figured at most they would be gone a couple of hours. After eating and getting my son to bed, the two hour mark came and went. I figured maybe they decided to grab something to eat. After three than four hours, I was pacing the floor. This was a time before cell phones.
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