Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"Yes goddess," he said, "mm-hmm." He kind of squealed his answer. His cock was fully erect now, excited by even telling his son the story. I looked down: my own cock was throbbing at this as well.

Dad dropped his pants and underpants, and I could now see his dick it was larger than mine. I was standing between dad and the dressed, so he walked over to me. He stood for a second, face to face with me.

"What do you want to do?"I asked him.

"Yes goddess," he said. "I want to kiss you like I'm your girlfriend then dress up for you."

I grabbed his head and pulled him in. I could taste the saltiness of his lips. I could feel the little hairs he'd missed while shaving as they rubbed against me. And I could feel his rock hard cock rubbing up against mine.

Then he, almost in a trance, pushed me down onto mom's bed.

I watched as he bent over and pulled out her wedding lingerie. Her slip. He put on flowery bra and panties, white-pink with roses on the pattern. Then the slip. He turned around and went to the closet. He pulled out mom's wedding dress. Pure white, it came up without a strap to just above his chest.

I don't know why she hadn't taken it with her when she left.

He slowly put i on, carefully, winking at me as he did. He turned to look at me, nervously. His eyes took me in, and he was biting his lips

"Tell me what you are imagining," I demanded.

"Yes, goddess," he said. "I am your girl. We've just gotten married." He held out his hands and pulled me up so I was face to face with him once more. I put my arms around him, and he wrapped his arms around me, "We are having our first dance."

My hands moved down to dad's hips. We began to slow dance. I kissed him again. Then my hands reached underneath the dress. I grabbed his dick through the panties.

My own cock twitched when I felt how hard dad was. I kept my hands brush against dad's dick a little as I bit into his neck. He moaned, a feminine moan of total desire.

I withdrew my hand and he whimpered.

"Don't worry baby," I said. "It's just time to consummate."

With that, I pushed dad down onto the bed. I began kissing his neck again. I was on top of him, and I could feel his still hard cock pressing against me. I reached one hand back down under his dress. He had leaked a little cum out into the panties.

"Are you ready to consummate?" I asked.

"Yes goddess," dad said. "Be my husband now."

"Only if my baby tells me her sexiest dream," I said. I don't know why, but I stuck a finger in dad's mouth. He began to suck it. I tried to remove it, but he greedily kept sucking it.

"Yes goddess, dad said," before he greedily sucked my finger more. I removed it and he whimpered. "I want to get pregnant. I want to feel life growing inside me, my tummy swelling up. I wanna be a momma."

I was face to face with my father now. I kissed him and then pulled away. His mouth greedily followed me. He nipped into my neck, and licked my throat.

"Who do you want to get your pregnant?"

"You son. Dad wants to have his son's baby."

It was time. I spread dad's legs open and spit on my cock.

"Then we'd better try," I said. I thrust myself deep into him. He let out a painful moan that modulated into a deep moan of pleasure. He bit his lips and continued moaning. I reached out and grabbed his chest, massaging it.

"Yes baby," I growled, "I', the daddy now. And daddy's gonna knock you up."

"Shoot your cum in me, son," dad was moaning. "Give daddy your baby! Cum in me."

As dad was begging, mom walked into the room (attracted no doubt by the noise).