Breeding Mom and Daughter
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“Sit down. We need to talk,” Charlotte told him.
“Sure,” he said. He took a seat between them.
“Crystal went for her pre-op bloodwork today. She’s going to have to wait for her surgery,” Charlotte said.
“Why?” Kevin asked, turning to Crystal.
“Because they don’t want to use unnecessary general anesthetic on someone who’s pregnant,” Crystal said, looking down, obviously not wanting to look Kevin in the eye.
“You’re going to have a baby?” Kevin asked, dumbfounded.
“Yes,” Crystal said.
“I thought you were on birth control,” he said calmly.
“I was. I am!” she told him, exasperated and grasping to explain.
“I checked my pill dispenser,” she went on. “I’m terrible at it. I always seem to miss a few pills every month. A couple of months ago, I actually missed three in a row. I’m guessing that’s when it happened.”
He was speechless. He was going to be the father of an 18-year old’s baby.
“Are you mad at me?” Crystal asked, looking down.
He took her lightly by the chin and turned her face up to his.
“Baby, no. Of course not. I love you and your mother very much,” he told her. “Maybe I should have said that before now, but I do. Very much.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
“I’m sorry, Kevin,” she whimpered.
“Don’t be,” he told her. “It’ll be OK.”
“I’m afraid there’s more,” Charlotte said behind him.
He turned to look at her, and saw that she was holding a small plastic object. It had a round window at one end. Inside the window was a blue plus sign.
“That’s Crystal’s, right?” he asked, fearing what the answer was going to be.
“No. This one’s mine,” she said.
“You too? How?” he asked.
Charlotte had told him she was pre-menopausal. Her periods came very irregularly. While she had discussed birth control with him and her doctor, her understanding that she was highly unlikely to conceive due to her age. Frankly, they just hadn’t worried about it.
“So are you mad at me?” Charlotte asked.
“Of course not,” he stammered.
“You better not be, or you’ll never get laid again!” she said laughing.
He laughed, and put his arms around both of them.
“I love you both very much. We’ll figure out what to do. And whatever we do, we’ll decide as a family,” he said.
“Sounds good,” Charlotte said, snuggling into him.
“Yeah,” said Crystal from his other side.
He knew that they had a lot of thinking to do. The girls will have opinions on which course they want to take. At Charlotte’s age, there was a high risk of having a Downs Syndrome baby, so that was a concern. Crystal’s college plans were now sidetracked due to her pregnancy.
He just knew that he had a wonderful life with Charlotte and Crystal, and he didn’t want anything to mess that up. He would do whatever was needed to keep things going and on track, and he would manfully accept the responsibility for what he had done.
He could think of worse predicaments to be in. He had two beautiful women who loved him, and he definitely returned their feelings.
But one thing was very clear. His simple and easy life would still be wonderful, but would be much more complicated now that he had bred a mom and daughter.
The End
An Excerpt From
Looking For A Few Good Men:
Cougar On The Prowl
(The Gabi Long Diaries)
By Natalia Darque
I sat in the middle of the bench seat of John’s truck as he sped down the Interstate toward my house. Just before the end of the concert, John had asked if he could give me a ride home. I immediately accepted. When I told Rita that I would get a ride home with John, she just winked at me knowingly.
Seated next to him in the truck, I felt the sensation of our legs pressed together as he drove. I put my hand down on his thigh, feeling the rock hard muscles of his legs.
“Your leg muscles are so hard. They must make you run a lot in the Marines, huh?”
“Yeah, at boot we were running at least five miles a day.” His voice was nonchalant, as if running five miles was nothing.
Trembling both with anticipation and a fear of getting rejected by this young Marine, I slowly and tantalizingly slid my hand further up his thigh. I heard a sharp intake of breath from John as my hand slid up over his cock. I could feel the hardness of his member through his blue jeans. I looked up at him. He glanced down at me with a startled look on his face struggling to keep his eyes on the road. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed nervously.
“I see your legs aren’t the only thing that’s hard,” I slid my hand along the length of it. This Marine was packing some serious heat.
“I haven’t been with a woman since the night before I went to boot,” John barely managed to stammer out.
I had a nasty thought. Something I had always wanted to do, but never had the guts to try. Until now. But this impulse just happened to coincide with the opportunity. I felt I had no choice.
I reached down and unbuttoned the top button of his jeans. Since he was wearing button fly jeans, it was a simple matter of popping open the remaining buttons. Looking at him as I did it, I saw his eyes go wide in surprise. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down again.
With one hand, I reached into his jeans, found the waistband of his underwear, and pulled it away from his body. Liberated, his cock sprung up, peeking out from underneath the waistband. Pushing and pulling gently, I managed to get his jeans and underwear down underneath his balls, exposing his cock fully. It stood at rapt attention.
Looking at him again, I saw that he was staring straight forward, trying to concentrate on his driving, but to no avail.
I looked back at his cock, which I held in one hand. I scooted my body across the seat until I was in the right position, and turned in the seat. Taking his cock in both hands, I slid my curled fingers up and down his length, feeling the hard fullness of his member. It appeared to be about nine inches long, with a bulbous helmet shaped head at the circumcised tip. I could see a drip of wet pre-cum at its tip, glistening in the semi-darkness of the truck’s cab.
I lowered my head into his lap and gently sucked the head of his cock into my mouth. I tasted the saltiness of the dripping pre-cum on my tongue. I felt him tense and his cock twitched in my mouth. As I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock, I began to slide it slowly in and out of my mouth.
I had just barely gotten started when I heard him gasp.
Other Works by Natalia Darque
(All works available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords unless noted otherwise)
The Breeding Series
Breeding Mom and Daughter
Breeding My Best Friend’s Daughter
Breeding the Queen: Sex Slaves of the Amazons
Breeding My Irish Nanny
Breeding The Surrogate
Breeding My Stepmom
Blackmailed And Bred By Her Boss
Breeding Bundle, Vol. I (3 Erotic Breeding Short Stories)
Breeding Bundle, Vol. II (3 Erotic Breeding Short Stories)
Confessions of a Sorority Girl Series
Confessions of a Sorority Girl: Interracial Delight
Confessions of a Sorority Girl: Drake’s Double Delight
Confessions of a Sorority Girl: Breaking in a Virgin
Confessions of a Sorority Girl: Spring Break Gangbang
Confessions of a Sorority Girl: The Omega Train
Confessions of a Sorority Girl: The Complete Anthology
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up Series
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up: Weekend at the Spa
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up: The Sperm Donor
Ch
eating Housewives Knocked Up: Night on the Town
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up: Bred by the Cops
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up: Rent Money Slut
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up: Bred in Paradise
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up: The Anthology (Chapters 1-5)
Cougar on the Prowl Series (The Gabi Long Diaries)
Looking For A Few Good Men: Cougar On The Prowl
Seducing My Son’s Best Friend: Cougar On The Prowl 2
The Annie MacNabb Chronicles (Adventures Of A Teenage Slut)
Family Reunion Gangbang: An Annie MacNabb Saga (Amazon Only)
Prom Night Gangbang: An Annie MacNabb Saga
Other Works by Natalia Darque
Confessions of a Porn Star: The Waitress
The Cuckold: Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold (Amazon only)
The Tantric Massage (Amazon only)
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