O.Z. One-Shots - Semen Supplements

It all started with a text from my son Harry's teacher. Mrs. Baker and I messaged each other fairly often, sharing blowjob tips or warning one another when Harry was in a particular mood. That day, though, the message was more urgent:

"Pick Harry up ASAP, he won't stop, think he's on ****, please hurry."

She attached a picture of my son with his cock lying on his desk. It was swollen to three or four times its normal size, spewing cum everywhere... Including all over poor Mrs. Baker's phone.

I rushed to the school as fast as I could. I had to take the train, since Harry's father was using the car (for the very last time, but that's another story).

When I arrived, Harry was delirious and incredibly horny. He gladly followed me out of the classroom... But only after I allowed him to sheathe his giant shaft in my asshole. It barely fit halfway at first, but with every stumbling step we took together, he tried to **** it deeper.

I felt my insides swell as he came inside me, again and again, each load bigger than five normal ones. We made it off the school grounds, over to the train stop... We even managed to board without too much trouble... But then he saw a group of hot girls on the other side of the car, and pumped out enough spunk to fill me completely. It started spewing out, a trickle turning to a tide as the pressure **** him to pull out. He fired off the last few ropes onto my ass, my face, and the wall I was braced against.

As we stepped off the train, both of us struggling to stand, a woman about my age slipped and fell in the huge puddle of jizz we left behind. Her sons immediately pounced on her, shoving her face into the sticky white pool as they claimed her pussy and asshole at the same time. All I could do was give her a brief sympathetic look as my son came to his wits and dragged me homeward.

Once we were "safely" indoors, Harry threw off what remained of his clothes. A bottle of pills rolled out onto the floor: "Pearson's Insta-Breeder Semen Supplements."

Thirty seconds later, he was pumping my pussy full of his (unnaturally potent) seed. From that moment on, I was a mommy and a grandmommy... Not what I expected when I'd sent him off to school that morning, but what can you do? It's so easy for an upstanding 18-year-old boy to get a hold of **** these days.

According to the guarantee on the bottle, I was already pregnant. Still, he stayed home for almost a week to make sure. He was eating seven or eight full meals every day just to keep up with the volume of semen he was producing. Half of it splattered all over the house, while the other half ended up inside me. If the pregnancy wasn't enough, I'm pretty sure I gained a few pounds from drinking so much cum.

Now that I'm eight months in and obviously showing, Harry's still just as desperately horny. His father has to deal with quite the racket, 24/7... Not to mention that he's responsible for cleaning up one hell of a mess, since I'm too pregnant and too busy getting my brains fucked out by our boy.

One time while we were all lying in bed, I asked Harry why he's still taking the supplements. He just grunted "I like it better this way," before rolling over and mounting Mommy yet again.