Sons

You sit at the table for breakfast. Cheyenne was a mess. She and Liara had learned that Jaco, her sixth child, had died in her womb. Ayah was researching the combinations of Tala and Talos cum, and Gwen was sitting across from you.

Gwen is playfully flirting, and you’re about to slam her over the couch and breed her, when Cheyenne’s phone rings.

“You’re Jared!” Gwen whispers as you pick up the phone.

“Mom?” a voice asks.

“Jared, actually. Mom’s a little under the weather.” you lie smoothly. Gwen smiles at you.

“Oh! Is she OK?” the voice asks.

“Yeah, minor headache. What’s up?” you ask.

“Me, Tasha, Naomi, and Grandma are all loading the car right now. We’ll see you in seven hours!” the girl laughs and hangs up.

“Seven hours.” you say. She nods. You stride into your backyard, around the pool and to the large oak tree, circling around it to the secluded backside of the tree, and pull the lowest branch. A piece of bark slides, revealing a keypad. You punch in four digits, and the tree opens into a small elevator. Gwen gawks at it, and you laugh and stand in the elevator, and she joins you, her curvy body pressing against you, because the elevator is a tight fit.

Gwen giggles as you massage her ass on the way down, and you step out into a pretty standard bedroom with two sets of bunk beds and a small living room with a TV, and a kitchen.

“What is this place?” Gwen gasps.

“I asked Cheyenne to build this before I was Jared. Now, it’s where we’re going to stash Mom and Ayah.” you shrug, and Gwen smiles, pulling you into a kiss. She gasps as you kiss her hard.

“Do you remember, 18 years ago, when I kissed your cock-tail?” Gwen smirks, biting her lip.

“Yes.” you smile.

“Truth? You’re way bigger than Arik.” Gwen confesses, blushing, “I love him. And he’s satisfying, but you’re in a class of your own.”. As you deepen the kiss, your phone starts buzzing.

“Where are you?” Cheyenne asks.

“Bring Ayah and Liara to the Oak Room.” you say, and she agrees. Soon, the three women, in three elevator rides, reach the Oak Room. Cheyenne explains its history, and you wrap your arms around her from behind, and idly kiss the back of her neck, which is usually covered by her flowing golden hair.

“Ayah. Can you fill a gallon jug with your milk in seven hours?” you ask. Ayah sighs.

“No. I can probably do a little more than half, though.” Ayah admits. You pull an empty gallon milk jug and put it in front of Ayah.

“It’s important.” you say, and Ayah pulls off her shirt. Seeing this, Cheyenne and Gwen both hurry you out of the room.

“Jealous?” you whisper in Cheyenne’s ear as the two of you ride in the small elevator.

“Yes. Ayah’s an alien queen. How do I compete with that?” Cheyenne sighs.

“I don’t care about Ayah. She serves to expand my new kingdom. But I love you. I don’t pick just anyone to birth my host.” you tease, and Cheyenne stands on her toes to kiss you fondly.

———

SIX HOURS LATER...

Gwen comes in, carrying a half gallon of milk in a half gallon jug.

“Ayah couldn’t do a full gallon, so I chose not to waste.” Gwen shrugs. You laugh. You unscrew the lid and stick your cock into the hole.

“Seriously? What the hell?” Gwen complains. You just smirk. She steps closer and you pull her into a kiss, groping her tits. Soon, Gwen’s body, exposed to you by her flirty striptease, makes you cum, and the sperm-enriched milk is ready. You kiss Gwen.

“Don’t drink the milk.” you advise seriously. Gwen nods. You place it in the fridge. You grin coyly at your brother’s mate, and pull off her shirt, pushing her into the guest room she shared with Arik when he was here. Her tits bounce as she hits the bed. You watch her and your brother’s children sucking Gwen’s tits.

“Hey. Once the boys get off, it’s all yours.” Gwen promises, kissing you.

“Arik gave me permission to breed you, you know.” you reveal, “But I have to wait a week, or your current litter might not be detachable yet.”. Gwen smiles.

“I can’t wait to be bred by you.” Gwen gasps playfully. Kissing her softly, you head upstairs to see Cheyenne.

She’s naked on the bed, wildly fingering herself as Milo facefucks her, while biting down hard on her nipple, and she was squirting all over the bed. Cheyenne was so incredibly gorgeous and so incredibly in pleasure that it’s hard to tell her to stop. Switching to Talisk, the language of the Talos, you start talking to Milo.

“Your mother must be presentable. We have to hide your existence from your grandmother and sisters and sisters’ friend.” you explain. Milo is too undeveloped to respond, but he stops facefucking Cheyenne.

“If you behave, and don’t make your mother orgasm until the two of you are alone and she gives permission, I’ll ask Liara to play with you and your mother after they leave. If you don’t behave, no more fun with your mom.” you promise your son. He shakes his cock-tail no.

“Kaylee?” you try. Milo eagerly accepts.

“Now. Your mother has to go shower, so this is your last chance to make her orgasm before the agreement goes into effect.” you tell your son, and switch back to English as he accepts.

“Go shower, Cheyenne. They’ll be here in an hour. And don’t worry about Milo. He’ll behave while they’re here.” you tell her, and she groans and shuffles off to the bathroom. You laugh and change the bedsheets.

———

In the shower, Cheyenne is slumped against the wall, drained from Milo’s eager last hurrah, when Milo starts quivering. His tail in particular shudders and splits. In minutes, Milo has two, very erect cock-tails. An exhausted Cheyenne opens her mouth as her son readies his double cock-tail to facefuck his mother.

Elsewhere, Gwen is sitting topless, when Clark too grows an additional tail. She coos to her son in such pride. Fortunately, you’d already come in and given Clark the same deal as Milo, only Clark wanted Ayah. Clark tucks his two tails between Gwen’s tits, nestled in her cleavage, and starts forming a hibernation pod, which quickly carries him to sleep.