Her Urge for Another Baby
by BaileyNicole
Copyright© 2026 by BaileyNicole
Incest Sex Story: she already had babies but both parents carried a gene that gave the babies a health problem so husband had a vasectomy so no more kids, but then discovered his wife was desperate for another healthy child, so set about trying to solve this problem.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Wife Watching Wimp Husband Incest Grand Parent Cream Pie First Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Voyeurism Size .
My wife, Nicole and I have been married for 7 years and have three wonderful children. We live in a smaller town and most people here are close friends and lots of family. When our first son was born he was diagnosed with a syndrome and that’s when we found out that both of us carry a gene. After our second son to be diagnosed with the syndrome when decided that I should have a vasectomy to prevent more children to be born with a serious medical condition.
It has certainly been a hard road, being a parent of medically challenged kids. Our sex life became monotonous, and fewer times between.
During our last romp at it, I asked in an erotic way, “Do you want me to knock you up? Huh? Put another baby inside you?”
The idea of impregnating her was always a huge turn on for me Talking this way almost made me cum right then. It definitely startled her though and it was right when she was climaxing, so I thought it must have turned her on too. I was quickly mistaking, because she stopped hard and in a very serious non sexual tone said, “What the fuck? You know we can’t have anymore, why would you tease me like that?!”
Wait, did she just say ‘tease’? I thought.
She rolled off me, even though I hadn’t finished, and went to the bath room. When she got back I was in my shorts again, when she said, “Do you want me to get pregnant again?”
I was slightly taken back. Is she mad at me? Where is she going with a question like this?
“Um, well yea, I always wished we had at least one healthy child, you know for future generations ... but I know it won’t happen because I’m sterile now.”
“But I’m not” she said like a hammer in a loud voice. The words almost echoed in the quiet room.
Finally what seemed like forever I bought the courage to pursue the conversation.
“How do you suppose we do this? Fertility clinics are too pricey”
“There are other ways”
“Are you saying what I think your saying? Do you want to have another baby, but with another man?”
“No! Not at all! Well ... kinda. I guess he’ll have to provide that part we’re missing, but it’ll be our child.”
Wow, I thought, this is actually happening. This has been a fantasy of mine for some time. During our first year of marriage, she cheated on me and wound up pregnant, she didn’t know who the father was, either me or him, but sadly we lost the baby during the first trimester. I was ready for a divorce after I found out but stayed with her for the kids. That was the only time that I know of that she cheated. Since then I have forgave her to keep face, but deep down the hurt scared over with taboo fantasy that has been growing for some time now. What she doesn’t know is that I have a deep library of crazy fetishes tucked in my mind including cuckolds. So if she’s willing to travel with me in this wonderland she doesn’t know how far this white rabbit can take her.
“You want me to let you fuck some other guy and have him knock you up, then cuckold me and make me raise it?” I said this in a tone to let her know who was going to be in control.
“Never mind! I don’t know what I want, I’m sorry.” She started to get upset. She came and sat on her side of the bed with her back to me and her face in her hands. She wasn’t crying, but you could since the embarrassment of the idea she had said out loud, unknowing that I planted that seed first. I set up and placed my hand on her back and rubbed it. I came up behind her and got close to her ear as I rubbed her shoulders and softly spoke, “it’ll need to be someone we trust not to tell, or a complete stranger.”
“I know, that’s the flaw in this. Who in the hell do we know that would be up for something like this? I certainly can’t chance it with a stranger, I don’t believe I could bring myself to do that”
One of the deepest of my taboo fantasies is incest, especially that idea of pregnancy as a result. I have never experienced it, and because we are both carriers of this genetic mutation, there is know telling who else in our family has it too. Except one. Nicole’s grandfather. Technically he is her step grandfather. Shortly after her grandmother had her mother, the father of her mother ran off. The grandmother re-married a few years later to William. So technically there is no blood relation.
I was ready to set my trap now. I would have to convince her some how to let her Grandfather fuck her and impregnate her.
“Who are you thinking about?” I asked her.
“I don’t know, it’s weird to actually think about having sex with someone else. Especially someone I know. And it can’t be too far from your build and eye color and hair type. The baby has to be convincingly yours”
“Wow, I’m not going to lie, this is actually turning me on. The thought of you having sex with someone right in front of me...”
“Oh no, huh uh. I couldn’t do that in front of you! It would be too weird! I don’t know about that”
“What the hell? Um, no I will be there for the whole thing. 100% or no babies”
“No” she said and put her hands back over her face. “Ok” she muffled through her fingers. “But who?” She asked.
“Would you be up for a family member to help out?”
Her hands dropped suddenly with a slap on her naked thy. She slowly turned to me with an open mouthed shocked face and I cut her a devilish grin.
“And who do you supposed out of your family would be up for that?” She said sarcastically.
“I wasn’t talking about my family...”
“Oh ... wait, it’s sick. That’s incest! I can’t do it with my family!”
“What about Papa Will?” There! It was out. The pregnancy seed has been planted and I just watered it with incest. Her mouth shut, like she was thinking about it for a second. She then stood up went to the dresser and pulled out her night clothes, and said, “I’m done talking about this for tonight” and came back in bed and fell asleep with her back to me.
I laid there for what felt like eternity and thought about her fucking her grandfather. Let me tell you a little about the man. He’s 84 years old to begin with. I think the idea of him fucking at that age is so hot. Nicole just turned 30 and still looks 21, so that mash up gets me so hard. He’s a sweet old man. He never fathered any children of his know, but raised Nicole’s mother and aunt since they were babies, and helped raise Nicole too. Nicole’s grandmother passed away before I met her, so she’s never been apart of my picture. He regularly attends church and pretty much stays quiet. He loves the great-grandchildren and is an overall loving huggable man. He would do anything of his granddaughter. But would he do this? I’m sure he’s still fertile, but can he even get it up?
Part two.
The next morning she didn’t say a whole lot while getting ready for the day. Normally we banter back and forth about the sex romp the night before, but she seemed very distant and quite lost in thought. The next few days passed and then weeks. I started to give up the thought until one night after a long stressful work week, she opened a bottle of wine. She got a little toasty. After she fumbled trying to put the kids to bed, which I got a laugh at, she pushed me back into our bed room and locked the door. She never locks the door, but I took it as a sign she meant business. She turned around and looked me square in the eye as she stripped aggressively saying “Do you wanna see me get fucked? Huh?”
I just watched to see what was next while slipping my shirt off to get ready.
“You want me to sit on his lap? Is that it? Some fucked up fantasy you got? Watching your perky little wife get fucked by an old geezer”
And with that she dove her hand under her panties and started fingering herself with her back against our bed room door. I approached her, grabbed her head and attacked her lips with mine. I pushed her to the bed, but she stumbled a little and fell with her chest on the mattress and her pantie clad ass in the air. I pulled her panties to the side and exposed her wet pussy and ass whole and dove a finger into her. I had never fucked her this forcibly before and I didn’t know where to go next. Her breathing was heavy and I heard a muffle command swear me in my next direction.
“Fuck me Pappa! Let me feel it deep”
With that I freed me erection from my gym shorts and lined it but, but didn’t penetrate. I held it there moving the head of my dick up and down her slit making sure to hit her clit hard. She rared up, letting her fall on her back and pushed her pussy on my dick. There was no more prolonging. “YES, fuck. me. hard.” she said with every thrust.
“What do you want baby-girl?” It was a name her Pappa called her often.
“Your cum, Pappa, please help me” she started to climax hard and pushed her ass hard against my pelvis. Her pussy lock around my dick, she was milking it for all it had. I came so hard that night imagining me knocking her up. Thank goodness I had been clipped or this would have been baby number 4.
Exhausted, she crashed. Eyes closed and panting, she just laid there. Her faded mom panties sinking back to covering up her leaking pussy, I had to get a feel. She’s never let me play with a cream pie before, but she was basically passed out. I reached for her pussy with my finger tips under her mound, I explored her sopping whole with my thumb. She moaned a little and very softly giggled and push back against me. I had to taste it now too. My face was already inches away and my the time she could push me off I would have gotten what I want. So I dove in. Like a dog with ice-cream I tore into her with my tongue. She jumped a little and started to get up but lushed her ass back down and against me face with my other arm. She wasn’t really trapped but acted like it, and soon was sobered up to another intense orgasm. “Oh fuck!” She belted out louder than I expected. I was worried she would wake the kids. “Mmmm, you are so fucked up!” She said in a serious tone, but pushed hard against my tongue to finish her high. The taste of her pussy was unexpectedly delicious. The sweaty must smell and taste of my cum mixed with her bitter yet sweet aroma of her juices was wonderful. I wish I could bottle it up and sell it. I broke away and went to the bath room and washed off, and when I got back she was in her night shirt and shorts already asleep. Next morning should be fun I thought, before going to sleep myself.
Part 3:
The next morning Nicole slept in late and had a pretty nasty hang over. She didn’t remember much of the night before and even how the sex was. I told her it was pretty hot and she gave me a dirty grin like she knew what we did, or what I did.
Over the next few weeks Nicole was surprisingly playful and very horny. We had sex several more times but she never brought up her grandfather again and I started to think that moment had past.
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