The video began with Mom sitting at her desk, smiling. The scene panned to the opening door as Donny entered. First his jaw dropped, then he smiled from ear to ear and stuttered, "M-M-Mrs. Hart!"

"Good Morning, Sir. Welcome to your new office." Mom said, sexily.

"Oh, Wow! You're my secretary!? He said excitedly.

"Yes Sir. I'm your, um, Sexretary." Mom replied, emphasizing 'Sexretary,' as she stood.

"Wow." He said again, as he studied Mom's attire. 'I wondered if he thought she was going to be prim and proper with him. Even though she did say, sexretary.'

"This way, Mr. Mendle." Mom said as she opened the door to his inner sanctum. You could tell, he was excited and flustered. He followed her in and Mom showed him a few things. "Settle in and relax. I'll be back in a minute." She said as she left. (Fade-out)

It came back with Mom entering the office, carrying a garment gag. She hung it on a hook, pushed a button and turned around.

"Do you like my business outfit?" She said as she turned around.

"Yes. It's very nice."

"It was right for me to greet you in a business like manner. I am going to change out of it however." You could see the wheels turning in his head. "But first. Today is for us to get acquainted and set the rules."

Donny, questioningly said, "Okay."

"Mine are easy. You may have anything you want. Except my ass. That is off-limits. Other than teasing, which you already know about, I don't do anyone without you."

"Anyone?" He said looking at her squinting his eyes.

"Yes. Anyone. Male or female, with you, during work hours."

"Really? You would do that with me?"

"I would prefer that it be just you and I at first. For a little while, at least."

"Yeah, yeah, just you and me. That sounds great."

Mom began removing her jacket. "You may call me Patricia or Pat. Please do not call me Patty! I'm not a teenager."

Donny was wide-eyed, watching her. "Pat, I like Pat. And, would you keep calling me Donny?"

Mom began removing her slacks. "Only in private. For business, it will be Mr. Mendle."

Donny stared, open mouthed, as Mom stood before him with her blouse barely covering her.

As Mom unbuttoned her blouse, Donny was visibly trembling. Mom opened the blouse, giving him a quick look. Then she turned her back to him as she teasingly removed it. With her blouse hung with the other clothes, she stepped back. Looking over her shoulder, provocatively, she slowly turned around.

Donny gasped and then moaned out, "God! You are beautiful!"

With a smile and wink, Mom slowly walked toward him. His eyes moved rapidly up and down her body with each step. You could see the lust building in his eyes. When she reached him, she paused briefly before leaning down to place her hands on his thighs. He moaned and his body stiffened.

'God! I know that feeling.' I thought. 'She's driving him crazy.'

She leaned forward and kissed him. He moaned again. She kissed him again and this time he hungrily returned her kiss. I easily imagined the tongue dance he was enjoying. Mom broke the kiss and they touched noses. She was keeping him from looking at her as her hands moved up his thighs to the bend of his legs. He squirmed and winced.

"Would you like to play with my tits?" Mom whispered sexily.

He licked his lips and swallowed barely able to answer, "Yes."

"Go ahead. I've told you, you can do anything you want." She kissed him again as his hands went to her sides. When his hands touched her, she increased the intensity of the kiss and moaned. His hands barely moved and in-between kisses, Mom said, "Take (kiss) my (kiss) bra (kiss) off." (kiss)

His hands were trembling as they moved across her skin to find the clasp. You could see goose-bumps on Mom's arms and back as she shivered to his touch. She was kissing him fervently as his trembling hands seemed to take forever to release her bra.

I knew what he was going through. If he wanted her half as much as I did that first time, he probably came in his pants.

"They're waiting for you." Mom said with a wanton begging expression and tone. As his hands moved softly over her skin. She shivered and returned to her hungry kissing. As he cupped her hanging tits in his hands, she wiggled and her knees bent.

You could tell, she was tugging on his dick, but couldn't see anything. He was pinching her nipples, almost mauling her flesh.

"Do you like finally being able to hold them?"

"Oh God Yes! But, uh."

"But, what?"

"Uh, uh, why are they wet?" He said, trying to look. But, Mom kept her head in the way.

"That's milk." Mom said, huskily.

"Milk! What the! You had a baby?" He exclaimed loudly in surprise. Again, Mom blocked him from looking, and he didn't let go of her tits.

Mom chuckled and kissed him. "No. I didn't have a baby. But, I am helping feed a little one."

"Huh? What? I didn't know women could do that."

Mom chuckled again. "We don't have to have a baby to give milk. Haven't you ever heard of a wet-nurse?"

"Yeah, but I never believed it."

"Now you know. Does it bother you?"

"Uh, No. I'm just surprised."

"Wanna suck my tits?" Mom said looking coquettish. "How about it? Want some of mommy's milk?"

"Yeah! Wow! Really? Could I? I mean is it alright?"

Mom kissed him. "Yes honey, you can. There's nothing wrong with it. It's people food." She gave him a long sensuous kiss and raised up. He looked at his wet hands and Mom's wet tits, drops of milk coming from her nipples.

Mom took one hand from his pants and placed it on his neck, urging him to go ahead.

He pushed up straight in his chair, reached for her waist and went straight for a leaking nipple. Mom moaned as it looked like he was trying to suck her entire tit into his mouth. She had to let go of what she was holding onto in his pants and placed that hand on his head. Eyes closed, her head went back and she moaned again.

*

Just then, I felt hands on my shoulders as Mom said, "Oh good, you haven't watched much." It scared the shit out of me.

I quickly pushed pause, before saying, "Jesus Christ, Mom! You scared the life outta me."

She was looking down from above, smiling, and said, "Nah, you still have a hardon." Then she laughed and came around to sit by me.

As she sat, I noticed the front of her shirt was soaked. "Why's your shirt wet?"

"Why!" She snapped. "Why! Because nobodies around and that damn pump doesn't get it all and takes to long. That's why!"

I remembered real quick that I'd been busy with school projects. Donna and family were in Europe. Stephanie and Liz were both on field trips. Grandma and Paul were visiting his family. Dad's been pulling sixteen-plus hour days, dealing with starting his new company. And Sophia was interviewing for her residency. "You don't have to bite my head off."

"I'm sorry honey. It's just frustrating. The real reason I came in was to get you to do them for me. A mouth is much better than that damn pump."

"Oh, So now I'm just a mouth?"

Mom caressed my face and kissed me. "You know I didn't mean it like that. It's been two days, would you please do them for me?" Her voice and expression were pleading.

I'd have to be in a coma, before I'd pass up any contact with Mom.

I smiled and moved to lay my head in her lap and said, "Mommy needs to feed her baby boy." I don't know which one of us was more eager. I sucked and sucked. It did seem to take a lot longer to empty each tit. Something was different. Mom hardly touched my dick. She constantly cupped and rolled my balls in her hand.

When I finished, Mom said, "That feels much better. Look at 'em, they're deflated and saggy."

"They're beautiful Mom. They're, just, not full."

"I want you to fuck me." 'OK!' I thought. "After you watch the first part of the video. I want you to give me a hard fucking." Her expression was like a demure little girl. I couldn't refuse her anything.

I started the video and Mom settled in to lick, kiss and in general play with, my dick and balls. She never really sucked it, she quickly put it in her mouth and took it out. I watched and let my hand roam over her body. Something was different, and I didn't know yet what it was.

*

Donny was sucking hard drawing much of Mom's tit in his mouth. The remaining flesh stretched tight and pulling from her chest.

Mom sat on the arm of the chair and tried to reach into his pants again, but couldn't stretch that far. She settled on encouraging him with her hands on his head and neck. Occasionaly kissing the top of his head.

When he moved away from her tit, he had a dreamy dazed look on his face, and whispered, "Damn. I never dreamed it would taste that good."

Mom held his face in her hands and kissed him, before saying, "There are two."

His syes dropped to her tit a split second before his mouth sucked it in. His lust filled hunger made him try to suck it off her chest. It hurt Mom and she said, "Easy Tiger! You're hurting it."

He stopped sucking and looked up at her while not letting her tit leave his mouth. His expression was apologetic. He resumed with less enthusiastic sucking.

Mom tried to once again reach down into his pants. And, once again, she settled on caressing his head and neck. She was wanting his dick, but she had to let what she started play itself out. He spent more time on this tit, draining it, well before he quit sucking.

When he released her tit, his head fell back against his chair. His expression was of total contentment. Mom gave him a few seconds before she sat on his legs and began kissing him passionately. After several air gasps during her kiss, Mom asked, "Do you like Mommy's milk?"

"God, that was amazing. I always thought that stuff was tasteless, bland. But it was, it was, sweet and silky smooth."

Mom started to move and stopped. "There's something on your mind. What is it?"

"Ah, um, can all women do that?"

"I suppose. I did." They just looked at one another, I'm sure they were thinking the same thing I was. 'He wants his wife to give milk.'

With a smile, Mom slid off his lap. Kneeling before him, she undid his pants and tried to pull them down. He raised his hips, allowing her to pull them down. His fat dick came into view. And, I do mean, fat.

*

"That thing's eight inches long and seven inches around." Mom said, matter of factly.

*

Mom's hands ran up his legs. She grasped his dick in one hand and his balls in the other. After stroking it a few times, Mom said, "Well, Mr. Mendle. Are you ready for your 'Welcome To The Office' blowjob, from your sexretary?" She quickly licked it, before he could answer.

"Wow, yeah sure."

Mom started kissing and licking his dick. It really stretched her lips, making her work to get it in her mouth. She got more and more of it in as he squirmed and moaned. It was something else to see her throat bulge as she got the whole thing in her mouth. You could tell it took a lot of effort and for most of his blowjob she sucked on just half of it.

He would scrunch his face, stiffen and grunt, each time he stopped himself from cuming. He enjoyed it and didn't want her to stop. Ten minutes passed as Mom worked on his dick with her talented mouth. I don't know how he held out, cause she is good at sucking a dick.

Finally, Mom said, "Relax Donny, and cum when you want to."

She went back to sucking and he mumbled, "In your mouth?"

Mom didn't stop, she said, "Uh huh. If you want to." With a mouth full of dick.

He moaned, "Oh Jesus." And relaxed.

Within a few head bobs, he grunted, stiffened and began cuming in Mom's mouth. She was swallowing rapidly. Trying to get it all down as he kept grunting and jerking through his orgasm.

*

"OK. Stop it. Right now I need fucked!" Mom said as she sat up. "I just wanted you to watch me suck that cock of his. Before you fuck me." She grabbed my hand and pulled me along to her bedroom.

'Damn,' I thought, 'She's going to rape me!'

But, no, once in her bedroom, her demeanor changed completely. She became, the soft, loving, passionate woman she is. There was a difference that threw me off. Mom likes, no loves, oral sex and it wasn't really happening. She didn't put my dick in her mouth, choosing to kiss and lick it instead. And, when I tried to eat pussy, she barely let me get started before pulling me up by the ears.

There was some demanding urgency to have me in her. There were no changes of position, it was straight missionary, start to finish. Arms and legs locked around me as she matched my thrusting with her own. She would kiss me, moaning. Nibble my ear or suck and kiss my neck and shoulder.

Her kisses and breathing told me she had several orgasms, as well as her spasming pussy. This was entirely different from what I was used to, and yet, it felt fantastic.

My ability to hold out any longer was shattered when Mom started whispering. Almost begging in my ear. "Give me your cum, baby. Give mommy your cum. Oh yes, William. Make me a mommy." I lost it at, 'make me a mommy,' and started cuming hard.

'What the fuck! Make me a mommy! Make me a mommy!' kept rolling in my mind. And Mom's amazing pussy was gripping harder and hotter than I ever felt before. I briefly lost consciousness. When my senses returned, I tried to push up, but Mom held me in place. She was gently rocking as her pussy repeatedly squeezed and released my now soft dick. And, she was humming.

When she finally let me go, I pushed up and immediately insisted she tell me what was going on. I pressed her hard about that, 'make me a mommy' comment.

"Honey, I'm just really horny. What with, everybody gone and editing that video. I wasn't getting the sex I needed. Believe me, you gave me the perfect fuck. Just what I needed." This explanation sounded good, but, didn't ease my mind.

That night at super, Mom told Dad that Sophia's implanted embryo took. "Took?" I said questioningly.

"Yes, honey. It means it was a success and she should be able to have the baby."

It seemed like Dad had been working around the clock and the two of them went to bed early. It didn't take me long to finish my report and I crawled in bed, wishing I weren't alone. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, Mom crawled in bed with me.

"Your father fell asleep after a blowjob. And I need a cock." She whispered as she kissed and started playing with me. I was erect in seconds and Mom quickly mounted me. My dick slipped into her pussy with almost no resistance. She was more than ready.

'Damn, why is she like this?' I thought.

She was doing it all while chewing on my neck for a couple of minutes. Until she whispered in my ear, "You can join in, any time." I realized, I was just laying there, confused. And started pushing upward in response to her movements. "That's better baby. Yes. Mmmm, fuck me."

I didn't understand why her pussy was so hot. And that other thing, that kept slipping over my dick and retreating, was even hotter. This was a whole new experience for me. And I loved it.

Her tempo increased and she sat up. Her hands were on my chest. Arms pushing those magnificent tits together. Her head was back and she was moaning with every downward push she made. That hot pussy of hers making it nearly impossible for me to hold back. My balls were churning from the sensations. But, this felt so good, I wanted it to last as long as possible and so, I went for Mom's tits, to keep from cuming.

It seemed like I barely started sucking when her weight shifted, rolling us to the right. I was now on top with her wrapped around me. Again, I couldn't move, except for short strokes. Mom was moving her gripping hot pussy with me. Her mouth locked to mine, hungrily kissing.

Then it hit me, 'Her uterus! That's what that burning sleeve is that keeps slipping over my dick. It's her fucking uterus!' Only now it wasn't slipping on and off. It was staying in place, like it had latched on to the head of my dick and wouldn't let go.

Mom broke the kiss allowing me to get a much needed deep breath of air. She kissed my ear and whispered, "Fuck me baby. Fuck me with slow hard thrusts." She relaxed her legs as she rotated her hips.

I was free to get at it. I wanted to pull out and start slamming it to her. But, I did as she asked, pulling out a little and pushing in hard.

She wasn't bear-hugging me like before. A few strokes later and she began moaning while urging me on with her hands. "Yes ... Yes ... Thrust ... Hard ... Yes ... Oh ... God ... Yes ... Fuck ... Ma ... me ... uh ... uh ... uh ... Give ... Me ... What ... I ... Need ... ah .. ah ... uh ... God ... Yes ... Fuck ... M ... E"

I felt the heat building in that sleeve on the end of my dick, first. Followed by the rest of her pussy heating up and her opening squeezing tightly on each thrust.

'Jesus, if she doesn't have an orgasm soon, I'm gonna cum anyway.' I thought. I was wrong. The entire session was an orgasm for Mom.

I felt her hot breath as she began mouthing my ear. "Do it baby. Do it. Pump me full of sperm. ... Give me what I need, baby. Give mommy what she needs."

That was it. I felt my sack tighten as though my balls, themselves, were going to shoot into her pussy. The end of my dick felt like it was on fire as it throbbed and throbbed, shooting stream after stream of cum into Mom's burning hot pussy.

Mom was kissing me again, shutting off my air. Her hands and legs pulling me into her pussy. My mind was convulsing as it seemed like my entire body was sending cum into Mom's pussy. I didn't think I was going to stop cuming.

As my ecstasy subsided, Mom wrapped herself around me as before. Her pussy continuing to squeeze my dick. All of my strength was drained and I was like a rag doll in her arms.

"You did it, baby. You did it. You gave me what I wanted. You did it." She whispered lovingly in my ear.

I barely had enough strength to roll off of her when she let me go. The last thing I remember, is Mom smiling as she caressed my face.

I woke up on my side with a naked female pressed against me. At first I thought, Stephanie. But, I remembered it would be several days before she returned. Then I thought, Mom. And wondered if she slept with me all night.

I felt her fingertips lightly tracing from my shoulder to my thigh. A light tickle designed to arouse and awaken. As I stirred, she wrapped her arm around me and pulled herself tightly against me, saying, "Mornin' Love."

"Mornin' Mom." I was still wondering if she slept with me.

As if reading my mind she whispered, "I came back to you as soon as your father left for work." Her hand slowly moved down until she found my morning wood. She wrapped her fingers around it and began slowly stroking it and kissed my back. "I want your cock again. But, I know you need to pee." Wiggling against me she kissed my back again. "Go pee. And please hurry, baby. I need you in me."

I went to the bathroom, wondering what the hell was going on. Mom had never acted like this. I loved the way she liked sucking my dick. And, I absolutely loved sucking her pussy. Yet, she was allowing only minimal oral contact. And, this way of fucking was completely different. I couldn't understand what was going on. She wasn't hurting me and there's no way I'm going to deny her anything.

As I stepped back into the bedroom, I was frozen by the vision of Mom lying naked on my bed. Her smiling face seemed to have a glow. 'God! That's my Mom. She carried me in her belly, and she's waiting for me. Her son. To fuck her.' I was lost in that thought, for I don't know how long.

Mom broke my trance when she softly said, "Come to bed, Baby."

So began three and a half days of the same fucking as the night before. She did let me lick and kiss her pussy a little. But, she wouldn't let me really get into it as I wanted. She would stroke my dick. Lick it. Kiss it. And briefly suck the end of it. But, she wouldn't take it in her mouth. Her sole purpose was to have my dick in her pussy for a slow hard fuck, until I filled her with cum.
She constantly used the word 'sperm' instead of 'cum.' "Give me your sperm, baby." "Fill me with sperm." Were the terms she constantly said. All of this had me worn out and in mental confusion.

The three and a half days passed, both slowly and fast. After that last morning fuck, Mom and I lay in bed holding each other for over an hour. We didn't get up until we heard someone in the house. It was Liz. The others returned throughout the day, until the house was full again. A surprise return was Donna and son. Donna came back on company business for a few days. Stephanie was the last to get back. Her car had broke down and she was brought home by the tow truck.

Mom ordered pizzas, so no-one had to cook. Everybody was back and the official news of Sophia being pregnant was announced. The women went nuts over the news and shut the men out while they huddled together.

The women were still in that huddle of theirs when I went to bed. Just as I was beginning to dream, Stephanie woke me up, sucking on my dick. I was surprised that I had enough strength to do anything after my week with Mom. We had a real nice fuck session. Just as I was getting ready to cum, Liz showed up and sat on my face. Liz had already been with someone, there was a familiar taste on her pussy.

After I came, the two stayed on top of me, pinning me down as they made out. When Stephanie dismounted and lay down, Liz went after my dick with her mouth. It was obvious she wanted me hard again. She had to work at it, but did get me up.

When she had me good and hard, Liz said, "Fuck me while I eat Steph's pussy." Then she got on top of Stephanie and started eating pussy with her butt in the air.

I couldn't pass that up no matter how tired I was. I took my spot and entered Liz's welcoming pussy. And it did feel oh so good as I began thrusting. And thrusting, and thrusting, and thrusting, for how long I have no idea. I couldn't build to climax, no matter what I tried. Watching her beautiful ass ripple as we came together. Holding it in my hands. The feel of her velvety skin to my hands. Reaching around to play with her tits. Nothing!

I was gasping for breath and my muscles were seizing up when Liz raised her head and said, "Oh God! Help him Steph! I'm dry and it's hurting!"

I felt Stephanie suck my balls then trail her tongue up to my asshole and linger there. That put me over the top. I was jammed against Liz, quivering, as I came from Stephanie licking my asshole. It was pulled the plug. I collapsed on Liz driving her down on Stephanie. The last thing I remember, is hearing them both gasp from the impact.

I have no idea how I got in bed or how my shorts got on. The next morning I awakened to Mom caressing my face. My immediate thought was, 'Oh No! Not again!' I didn't say it, and thankfully Mom didn't have sex in mind. She wanted me to nurse her overnight milk. The girls were gone. They left early to turn in their field trip work.

Mom cradled me in her lap as she gently rocked while caressing my head as I suckled. I needed her compassion and nourishment more than anything, right then. When I finished, Mom put me back to bed and left. I slept all day. Missing my class with lab.

I didn't want to get up and eat lunch so Mom breast-fed me again and left me alone. Again at supper, just wanting to sleep, I didn't want to eat. Stephanie brought me a tray and sat holding and feeding me, like a little baby.

Sometime later Stephanie and Liz got me into the shower. I couldn't keep my eyes open, like I took sleeping pills or something. After washing me thoroughly and putting my pajamas on, they put me back to bed. Stephanie kissed me goodnight. Liz kissed me goodnight as Mom walked in. Liz whispered in my ear, "Mommy's here to feed her little boy." Still mostly out-of-it, I smiled and sighed. The last thing I remember was sucking a tit.

The next morning, I felt completely rested. Mom was there to give me her first milk of the day. Just as she was for the next two weeks. The girls didn't leave. Instead, they took turns sucking my dick and balls. I got my nourishment and they got theirs. At breakfast, I was starved and ate like a barbarian.

Things returned to normal, thankfully. Because of the past week, I had to pick my grades back up.

Several weeks passed, and Sophia was really beginning to show that she was pregnant, before Mom and I had another day alone. The strange thing, though, was that Mom's stomach was getting a little pudgy too.

I was watching a home improvement show when Mom came in with tea. We small talked a little before Mom started toying with my leg.

As soon as the tent formed in my pajamas, Mom got on her knees and pulled them down. Without a word, she began stroking and licking my dick. I leaned forward and pulled her house dress up and off. She went right back to giving me one of her fantastic slow blowjobs. Man, Mom's blowjobs are great. I came pretty quick, with her slurping it down.

With one last kiss to my dickhead, Mom smiled and sat on my lap giving me a passionate kiss. That's one of her kinky things. Making sure we get a taste of what she's done for us.

"I'm a little disappointed." Mom said with a little pout.

"Huh, Why?"

"You didn't ask for milk when I brought the tea in."

"Oh, sorry."

"What's the matter baby?"

I didn't want to tell her that little Jason was getting on my nerves and that the girls were bugging me about babies again since Sophia was pregnant. So I said, "School project."

"Well then, you needed a break didn't ya?"

But before I could respond, she stuck a tit in my mouth. It doesn't matter what's on my mind, when I'm nursing all of my troubles seem to just disappear. Mom didn't say a word or do anything other than caress my head until she switched sides.

Mom turned around to offer me the other tit. As I began to suck she took my hand and pressed it tightly to her stomach. With a sigh, she softly spoke. "You can't feel it yet, but you're going to be a daddy."

It took a few seconds for her words to sink in. I pulled away from her nipple looking up at her questioningly and said, "What did you say?"

Mom smiled and pressed my hand against her stomach again, before she whispered, "You're going to be a daddy."

I looked down at her stomach as she was moving my hand around. In shock I said, "You're pregnant! And it's mine! But how? When?" I knew Mom had her tubes tied when we were born, so I was confused as hell.

Mom hugged and kissed me and then whispered, "I'll tell you as you finish nursing." Then she guided my mouth to her nipple again.

I sucked as Mom spoke softly telling me everything. She told me how helping Sophia get pregnant got her thinking that she wasn't too old herself. That she had a day or two of jealousy over Sophia having Dad's baby, even though she helped with an egg. How she started thinking, if her husband could get another woman pregnant then another man could get her pregnant. That's when her thought of having my baby came back.

I had finished that tit and pulled away. Mom quickly kissed me. Again I said, "How? When?"

"Well, when they did the procedure to get my eggs for Sophia. I had them reconnect my tubes."

"But Mom, I'm not the only one you've had sex with."

"Yes. But you are the only one, I have had unprotected sex with."

"Unprotected?"

"Uh-huh. I have used protection with everyone but you. And, there was our special week. Remember?"

I quickly remembered that week and how I thought Mom was trying to kill me. "I remember. What you were doing almost killed me."

"Oh baby, I'm sorry! I read about a way to do it to ensure pregnancy, and I just made you do it that way. I was driven by then. I had already been fucking you unprotected for close to two weeks. The home pregnancy tests were negative and I couldn't feel anything. So when that week came up, I took full advantage to get pregnant."

Realizing I was gently rubbing her stomach I looked down. In a very low soft voice, Mom said, "I'm having your baby." And she hugged my head to her chest.

Getting over my initial shock, I realized my old fantasy had came true and I liked it. Holding her tight I kissed her chest and continued to caress her stomach. I had the ultimate taboo fantasy of a son getting his mother pregnant, come true.

"I know when it happened and so do you. In fact I told you when it happened."

"How could you know when it happened? I mean, it's impossible to know when, isn't it?"

"No it's not impossible, I felt it."

"When? What did it feel like?"

"Remember that special week. The second time we did it, I told you. " You've done it, you've given mommy what she needs.""

Thinking quickly, I remembered. "Yeah, I remember that."

"During those days I was ovulating and fertile. I could feel your cock in my uterus. You began to fill it with sperm and before you stopped I felt a pulse. It was as though something thumped hard sending a sound wave through my body from that spot. I held you tightly and concentrated on that for a couple of minutes. Then, I felt my uterus contract from what felt like a pin prick. Within seconds I felt a deep heat building in my uterus, spreading through my vagina and on out through the rest of my body. I knew, right then, you had fertilized an egg."

"If you knew then, why didn't you stop?"

"Because, I liked what we were doing. And, I wanted to make sure I got pregnant."

We became quiet. I was absorbing it all and thinking. Within a minute or two, fear started creeping into my mind. Not societal fear, but fear of Dad. I was afraid of how Dad would react to my getting Mom pregnant.

As if reading my mind, Mom whispered in my ear, "Your father can never know. He's open to many things but I don't think he could ever accept me having your baby." She kissed me passionately. "No one else can ever know. Okay?"

I looked in her eyes for a few seconds and agreed, saying, "Okay. It's our secret."

She began making out with me. I immediately thought, 'Damn, she still wants to fuck!' Her revelation, though shocking, was one I accepted and liked. She is, after all, a highly sexed woman.

It didn't take much to get me hard, hell I'd fuck on my deathbed. She was straddling me and inserted my dick in her pussy, saying, "Fuck me baby. Fuck your pregnant pussy." She began bouncing up and down with her eyes closed, head back, and her hands holding onto my shoulders. 'Now this,' I thought, 'is normal fucking.'

We changed positions several times. Until ending with Mom on her knees, on the couch. I held on to her beautiful ass, slamming it to her, and filled her pussy with cum. We caught our breath and went to shower together, during which Mom gave me another blowjob.

Mom left to do something and I started to watch the rest of her video when the phone rang. It was Dad, he needed something from home. Since I was the only one there, I took the box to him. That's when he clued me in to Mom playing a game. He knew everything and asked me to play along with Mom's little deception. I couldn't believe Mom didn't trust me to keep quiet, without pressure.

Things calmed down again. Dad was taking frequent trips for his new business. Occasionally, he took Mom. Sophia couldn't go because she was in residency. Sophia being pregnant, they were easy on her.

Grandma and Paul were like a mistress and servant. He couldn't do enough for her. In fact, anything she said, he did.

Sophia being pregnant about a month ahead of Mom was bigger and waddling a lot sooner. As Mom got bigger, she smiled at me a lot while rubbing her belly. She would also come up to me and take my hand, rubbing it on her belly. Later in her pregnancy, it was interesting to feel the baby moving and kicking.

It wasn't until her eighth month that Sophia discovered she was having twins. As near as we could tell from the pictures it was a boy and a girl, just like me and Liz. That explained why she was so big.

Both of Dad's wives decided to have the babies at home with a mid-wife. Sophia three weeks ahead of Mom.

I really wasn't interested in watching a woman, with her legs in the air, pushing a baby out of her pussy. But, it had to be a family thing with everybody there. Donna's family even flew in from London for both women's delivery.

I don't see how any woman would want to go through child birth willingly. The sweating, gasping, yelling in pain from muscular contractions that doubled them up. And, Jesus, watching their pussy being stretched and stretched and stretched by the baby coming out. How in the world can they open up like that?

I got sick and passed out. When I came to, it was still going on. My vision cleared and I saw a baby laying on Sophia's belly. So, I wasn't watching the same birth but the second. Sick and light headed, I tried to leave. The girls had me in their grip and I couldn't.

With one last painful gasp from Sophia, the baby entered the world. A girl. Her face scrunched up with her limbs pulled in tight. I'm nt going to say what the baby looked like. Suffice it to say, the baby looked gross. I broke free and got out of there because I couldn't take it anymore.

Dad found me in the kitchen, chewing TUMS, for my upset stomach. "Well, what'd ya think?" He asked with a smile.

All I could do was shake my head.

"Sophia's named them after me and your mother." He said, still smiling.

I rolled my eyes, and said, "I don't think I can watch that again."

"Yeah, well, you better work on that. Your mother wants you to help with the delivery. Not just watch."

"What! You gotta be kidding!"

"Nope. She had me deliver the two of you. And, she wants you to deliver your baby, like I did mine." He took me by the shoulders. "In case you haven't figured it out yet. Your mother gets, what your mother wants."

The past started rapid firing through my mind. Dad was right! Everything that had happened, and everything I learned about, was Mom's doing. Mom was the puppet master. Grandma and Grandpa. Her job. Me and Liz. Grandma's sexual awakening. Our family expansion. 'Did she have something to do with me and Stephanie?' I wondered. And, How? How could she possibly know?

The next day, Mom started working on me about delivering the baby. And, I started working on her for answers. I knew I would do as she asked, regardless. But still, I played a game of agreeing if she answered my questions.

I found out that Mom had fucked her brother Emmett, before he went off to war. How she wished he had got her pregnant so there would be someone to carry on for him.

She kinda knew of Grandma's infidelities and that's why she went after her father. To keep it in the family. And, keeping it in the family, is why she maneuvered Dad and Grandma together.

Once those things were accomplished, Mom decided she was going to have her sexual desires. That led to what happened with her job. She accidently found out about Donna and decided to use it for her own enjoyment.

Some taboos were building in her mind. First was the Mother/Son and Father/Daughter sex. Which, I found out, included pregnancies both ways. Second, was interracial sex.

Mom, the puppet master, was telling it all. Except for the work and interracial, Mom told Dad everything first. She didn't have time to tell Dad about those and they were sprung on him. Dad always accepted what Mom manipulated.

Mom wants Dad to get Elizabeth pregnant, and Dad is willing. Liz, however, is insisting on her desire first and it's irritating Mom. Mom does want to be the one in control, but she likes what Liz wants as well. Mom will get her way and so will Liz. Liz will have my baby first.

Mom snuck her pregnancy on us and I'm insisting that the next one of mine, is Stephanie's. Instead of Mom working on each of us, we had a meeting and agreed to Mom's plan. Stephanie will go off birth control and get pregnant. As soon as she's pregnant, it's Liz and mines turn. Then as soon as possible after Liz has my baby, Dad will get her pregnant.

Stephanie asked me later if I would mind if Dad got her pregnant when he got Liz pregnant. 'Damn,' I thought, 'Is this pregnancy shit, ever going to end!?'

I thought about it and decided, why not. It's, "All In The Family."

Fast forward, yes, it all happened. To recap: Donna had Stephanie's baby. Sophia had Mom and Dad's babies. Mom had my baby. Stephanie had my baby. Liz had my babies. She had twin girls. Liz had Dad's baby and Stephanie had Dad's baby.

As I said, Sophia named her twins after Mom and Dad: Gene and Annie. Mom named our baby, Jeremy. Stephanie named our baby, Sarah. Liz named our babies, Hannah and Rachel. Stephanie named Dad's baby, Michael. And last, Liz named Dad's baby, Michelle.

I just found out, Tim has gotten Donna pregnant again. That makes ten children in five years, for this house.

Dad said, "We're gonna need a bigger house." He sounded just like that guy in 'Jaws' when he said, "We're gonna need a bigger boat."

At least we have five incomes to work with and three more as soon as we graduate. We'll also have two more female Doctors in the house. We're gonna need them with ten children in our little clan.

We can no longer have 'Family Night,' with ten children in the house. Now we go on dates. Or, sometimes, four adults take care of the little ones while the rest go off for fun.

It's going to be interesting to see what happens when the children turn 18. Will they follow, 'Normal Society?' Or, will they join in on our sexual activities?