Family Planning

The sight before you - Dana lying face down languidly rubbing her clit while her brother's cum seeps out of her no-longer-virgin pussy - snaps you back to reality. Your cock twitches at the thought that she might already be pregnant with your child.

"Mom. I need to think about some things. Can you come give me a blowjob?"

"Of course, John! I'd love to," Erin replies, jumping to her feet. She follows you as you head to the living room and plop down in Old Creak. Your mother settles to her knees in front of you, and brings her mouth to the head of your shaft. A soft snore from the kitchen tells you Dana's now asleep.

"Yeah, like that. I really need to think about some things, so just keep sucking for a few hours or so, okay?" Your mother bobs her head in seeming assent.

Okay. Let's think. If I'm going to be knocking up my family, that could get expensive. We'd have extra mouths to feed, someone would need to watch the little brats, and it sure as hell isn't going to be me. Mom did say they stopped having kids after Dana because of money. I'm sure Dad makes more now, but it probably wouldn't cover more than ... one? more kid.

You close your eyes and lean back, hoping an idea will come to you as you relax into your mother's mouth. You're not sure how much time passes before a solution occurs to you.

Can I just take people to cover this? What was it that thing said?

"Your sphere comprises anything that indulges your fleshly desires, whether carnal, extravagant, or practical."

Shit, I need to know more about just how much power I have.

"Hey Mom, how would you feel about me getting a live-in sex **** and maid? If I'm going to breed you and sis-" you feel your mother moan at the mention of grandkids "-then I was thinking we should get someone to help you take care of the kids." Erin mumbles something as an answer, but damned if you can figure out what she said. Why not just pause - ah!

"You can stop sucking my dick to answer me," you say, and suddenly your mother pops off your shaft, two strings of saliva still connecting you. "Well done for following orders, by the way." Erin beams at the compliment.

"You're always so thoughtful," your mother says, incorrectly. "You're already thinking about being a good father to your children. I think that's a lovely idea. Only, I don't see how we could afford one. Your father's income could cover either a maid or new kids, but..."

"I have some ideas on that, Mom. Don't worry," you reassure her. "Go get me my laptop and then get back to sucking my dick."

You use the minor break to take what you suddenly realize is a much needed piss, then settle back down on the couch with your laptop on the side table and your mother once again between your legs. You start looking for people advertising to be live-in maids or au pairs. Quickly you narrow your search down to two candidates: Ailani, a 23 year old from Hawaii, and Rosa, a local 21 year old Latina. You take down each of their phone numbers, smiling to yourself.