The nerd and her mom

Tags: Low incest, Both mother and daughter, voyeurism, masturbation, creampie, fertilization, impregnation, Men and women gender roles are reversed, Misogyny, catcalling, dirty talk, chubby girl, maledom, byebye virginity, women desire men like if they were prizes.

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"THANKS SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING YOU HAVE DONE FOR ME SO FAR. I WOULDN'T BE THE PERSON I AM TODAY IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU." Michael was shocked by the words she suddenly shouted as she thanked him while all he was doing was eating the breakfast he prepared in the morning; he slowly ate another piece as he let her talk, letting her freak out a little bit.

"I always thought I was the most undesired person on the planet. I don't go to the gym, I don't go out to party, I have zero communication skills, and I like playing D&D with my friends from school because we were all kind of the same, the weirdos left aside. Even Marceline, who looks so good for a woman, has her own issues, but she has done so much better than us, but you picked me and pampered me and you took such good care of me, and you said that you would love being with someone like me, and I am thanked for that!"

"... I just nutted in you."

"Yes! But that's beyond the point! I feel like I can do anything right now! I want to work harder and get a raise. I want to go out and lose weight. I want to work out and be a better person; that way you will find me to be a better boyfriend."

"A girl is not that serious." Are guys seriously this desperate when they fuck a girl? He has heard about people who had a complete change of perception and perspective about themselves when being with a girl, but this feels like it was taken out of a skit from Comedy Central or something like it.

"B-but you picked me out of all the girls in the world. You know how many there are."

"Yeah, because you are cool and hot, you do need to work on your confidence."

"I will do that! I will be a better person; that way I will come back and date you one day, and that way you can be proud of me.

"We can still fucking be casual if you want."

"Yes, yes, of course. I would never decline a guy wanting to fuck me, especially one that looks as cute as you." Cute? Right, right. I guess girls would love to be called handsome, although guys would love to be called beautiful too? It was strange, but he would need to adapt to all these new 'tags,' let's say.

"So what do you want to do now? Wanna fuck?"

"NGGHHH I w-w-would love to, but I need to get a pregnancy test now, and I need to work, and if I end up pregnant, I will take advantage of all the benefits that come with it. Don't worry, I will take care of the babies, and if you end up having more wives, I shall not say anything bad. I know a lot of girls like to boast about having a monogamous partner, but I don't have the money to make sure all your needs are met." All my needs?

"I am not a gold digger."

"I KNOW YOU ARE NOT- C-C-AUSE I have a blue-collar job, kind of, accountant?"

"I don't think that's blue collar."

"My point is I won't be able to actually marry you until I am ready, so please wait for me, and thank you so much for actually liking me for who I am and not how I look. I know I am disgusting, but you saw me for who I am."

"Okay, I— You know what? I do not understand what the beauty standards are here, but I will let you know you are beautiful, and I will come back to have sex whenever you want."

"R-really? C-could I, let's say, invite my friends? Wait, no, sorry, that was weird. Oh god, I don't want to gangbang you or film you or anything weird—"

"No, that's cool. Invite other girls; I don't mind."

"R-really?"

"Yeah, get some girls together and fuck me all you want." He smiled; she felt a bit ashamed of him accepting that, but by all means, she will accept nodding. "Would you like a pic too?"

"... Yes, please." He got close to her, taking a picture kissing Alex, making her flustered. "C-can I tell everyone we had sex?"

"As many as you want."

"And we are dating?"

"Sure." She made a squeal of excitement; it was like a virgin showing everyone, absolutely everyone, that they had sex, even showing pics or showing the texts. It was cute seeing her like that. It was a bit strange they care so much about it regardless, to see them act like that, but Michael was starting to like this world more and more, not like there was something good in his previous one, but here he feels too special about just being him.

In a strange way.

After eating and having a nice meal, they parted ways, even giving Michael some money for the way back home. He felt a little like a prostitute, but nothing was wrong there; he thought of taking a cab or a bike but decided to do something more daring instead. He took a train back home.

And it was interesting; seeing a guy alone on the train was strange. As he sat down, he noticed plenty of looks, some girls just staring at him but not approaching, but the ones that did were too over-the-top weird. "Hi there, that's, uhm, that's a nice shirt you got there."

Michael stared down at his shirt. "Thanks."

"Yeeaaah, I love those shirts; some shirts are like really good on others sometimes."

"Sure."

"I wish I could date you." Michael just went quiet, not commenting on that. The girl just stood there with him, going silent, and then she just walked away. That wasn't as hot as he thought it would be; it was very awkward. But what was worse 'in a way' was the girl that was in front of him, some blonde girl that was wearing a large coat. On the way she just kept staring left and right, up and down, over and over and over again non-stop, almost as if she were looking for something; he just thought that she was nervous.

Maybe anxious of being with a boy on the train car, maybe she wanted to approach, and to be honest, he didn't mind; the blonde girl was pretty hot. One stop before he was close to home, as soon as the doors opened, the girl suddenly stood up and shouted, "SURPRISE!" Opening her coat, showing off her naked body, she even had a womb tattoo on her; she was just an exhibitionist that was looking more likely for a boy, and she got it.

Right after that she ran out of the doors and got away. Leaving Michael speechless as he tried to figure out how to react to what had just happened, it was something that he was not expecting to see. He blinked a few times, noticing that some girls also saw, but they didn't try to stop her nor bother to call the cops; they just talked about what just happened, and eventually, he stood up, his stop came, and then he left, walking away to his home.

He took a long hot shower once he went back to his apartment. The cops asked him about what he did, and he explained with a lot of detail and explicit, consensual mentioning about what he did with Alejandra. The cops seemed a bit nervous and shaky about that, almost like they were envious of that girl they didn't know, making Michael chuckle a little, but right after that they left him alone. Michael requested to go out again right after that, to the same place as before, the hobby store. He wanted to see if he could get another girl in his pants, seeing the first one was so easy, meaning the second person would be better. Maybe aim a little bit higher this time?

Someone not so desperate?

Or maybe someone who was trying to push him away would be better.

The next day came; he ate a little, talked some more with the cops, and researched some more about the world to see what other things he should know about at this point. There were some extra special laws; monogamy, for once, was something frowned upon. At a certain age there was also an obligatory sperm donation from every male in the bank; it varies from age and country. In some places, like China, it's as soon as you are 18; in the United States, it's 21, which made Michael feel off since someday they might ask him about it. Maybe they haven't for multiple reasons; they think he is a victim of trafficking, or maybe because there is something off about him.

He didn't want to keep thinking about that, not anymore.

He went to sleep and made plans for the day after.

This time the cops asked to take him there, but this so-called request felt more like an obligation; they didn't seem to want to leave him out of their sights for now, and just like that they left. They went to the hobby store; funnily enough, the cops seemed to be talking and making fun of the people that go to those places, not understanding why someone like Michael would even do that since he was a guy and they should be going to beauty pageants or perhaps the pool.

Some extra sexist comments.

Michael had started to understand how annoying that could be, how exhausting it could get to hear that every day. But if he ignores all those comments, this world is heaven since he was going to fuck them hard, all of them, as many as he could.

As he entered the hobby store, he looked around the place; a lot of the girls went back to stare at him, and the owner suddenly came close and said with such a loud voice, "OH, YOU ARE BACK!" Which made Michael recoil back. "Sorry, right!" Of course you are back, hey, you know? There is a school for the Pokémon TCG if you want to learn.

"I don't."

"Okay, sure, just walk around, and if you need me, call me, right? Hey, uh, what's your favorite anime?

"Oh, uuuuuh, I really like—" Wait. He pulled out his phone and searched for the anime; it still existed here. "I like Dragon Ball."

"Oh? So, like, basic shonen stuff, yeah. I get if you like the ancient, average stuff, but I can give you some better anime recommendations that are more deep and personal. Have you heard of Mushoku Tensei?

"Yes, and I don't want to see that."

"No no it gets good, you just ignore the weird pedo stuff as a kid she does then its really good-"

"I don't want to see that."

"Sure, sure... How about Redo of Healer? Have you heard that one? It's equally as profound, giving you a better understanding of redemption, and it's a story of revenge too.

"Hey, I am just going to stop talking about anime. I am not into that; I just want to play, okay?"

"Sure, I don't mind." Michael left the strange owner as he was able to hear her mutter, "Stupid ugly whore." Making Michael realize that some girls really are not worth being around with.

The place was very empty this time. But just a few girls, including one that he had seen before, the red-haired girl that called him a 'moid'—something that was quite strange, but still, he went there since the other option was some really big greasy girls that didn't look like they bathed. Some guys need to practice proper hygiene; the same goes for all girls. He wasn't that desperate for them.

He got close to the redhead girl's group that was playing some magic. The gathering and tried to make conversation. "Hi! You all are playing Magic." The girls all stare, acting as normal as they could. But the red-haired one was more shocked than them.

"Oh, he is back."

"It would seem that way."

"It seems to be that way! You know how to play?"

"A little played in the past had a deck with Sol Rings and—"

"Sol rings?" The red hair snickered, "Sure if you want to lose."

"We could do Sol rings; I have Sol rings in my collection, I don't use them, but we can play Sol rings with you," said one of the girls simping as he sat down waiting to play his own turn. " Do you want to eat something?" Said another simp, "Hey, how about some chips and water?" Another simp girl as well as they stood up, incorporating him and letting him join the game just because he was a guy, doting on him with food and soda; the only one who didn't was the red-haired girl, who was certainly a bit of a femcel.

Always talking badly or poorly about him, he wasn't even trying to be rude or flirty with her, but she was already starting to behave unnecessarily condescendent and mean to him. He wanted to say it was again, just nervousness, but with her it was always something different. He kept being showered in compliments as he played around: pats on the back and always good tries or good attempts. He was awful at magic, and the old deck he used to play with was not viable anymore. Hell, this world even had new cards he had not seen, or maybe those were cards of the new magic back in his world.

Everyone seems to be focusing too much on Michael to actually play around, just teaching him and treating him like he was uncapable of playing on his own. It wasn't so bad.

Almost the only one who didn't participate was that red-haired girl who was on the side, staring at him, with some hateful look on her as well, and she wasn't even playing anymore because she had no one to play with; everyone was busy teaching Michael how to play.

"- So yeah, if you play this card and you get a more reserve, you just have to end up drawing this one, and it's a very sure way to win, unless they draw this one, which is a direct counter. Did you get any of that?" He didn't.

"Yeah, suree... Hey, red hair? Uhm, I don't know your name."

"Bertha. You heard it before."

"Bertha, want to play with me?"

She squinted at him, with some hateful look. "I've been trying to play for the last hour, but no one is playing; everyone is teaching you."

"Hey," said one of the girls. "Micahel wants to learn. If we want our hobby to grow and get new members, we should be kind and teach everyone."

"Pft, yeah? I learned watching tutorials and had to play and lose a lot. None of you teach me like this; I am not a simp."

"Hahaha, Berthaaaa. S-T-F-U? Maybe?" Were they using acronyms as if Michael didn't even know what they meant? Guys can't be that dumb here, right? Maybe he should look for a guy friend. "Yeah, besides, we are not simping; we are just helping."

"You have bought him 4 bags of chips." That's true; he had a lot of chips and two sodas.

"It's for all of us. Unless you don't want it to be, Michael?"

"No, you can give it to her."

"Well, once more it's for all of us." I could notice the red-haired girl get frustrated as she rubbed her eyes.

"Can we please play the game? I have been sitting for over an hour and a half, and I need to go back home in one hour too."

"Hey, we are trying to teach him; you don't want to play with someone who doesn't want to play." Her friends explained? Were they even friends?

"When I played, you guys beat me over and over again and told me to watch tutorials and learn on my own."

"Yes, but, you know, you didn't seem to have any trouble learning; he does." He was starting to get increasingly angry and annoyed.

"I kept losing and asking for explanations, and you all were always sighing and rolling your eyes and acting annoyed, so I did it on my own. I come here to play Magic, to enjoy a hobby I like. I don't come here to get a boyfriend!"

"Yeah, because you are a fucking femcel? You have probably never talked with a guy before."

"Says the girl that keeps saying she has two boyfriends online and buys them Discord Nitro and DLCs for games; they are totally girls using voice changers, oh my god!"

"Whatever, at least I am not the girl who once invited a guy to prom and got laughed at in front of the school." The red-haired girl really got upset at that, standing up, saving all her cards, and leaving the place trying to not cry in front of a guy.

"Sheesh, what a weird girl, right? "Some girls really don't know how to treat a guy," said one of the girls, touching Michael's shoulder; he didn't want to be in this place anymore.

"Uuuuuh, actually I need to go to, uh, work, so I will leave it here. Thanks for teaching me."

"Oh? Where do you work?"

"I don't feel comfortable sharing that, girls. I will come back another day. See you all; goodbye."

"Sure, goodbye! Hey, wait." Michael waited a second, and he was given a magic card. "Here for you," said the girl, winking at him, giving him the card as a... flirt? This was flirting; he also wondered how much a card like this costs.

"Sure, thanks." He left as he heard the girls boasting, the one that gave him the card as if she had totally done some smooth move or whatever on him. Something that Michael learned that day was that some girls, even if they are attractive or hot, can really reallllyyyyy turn off a guy like him with the way they behave.

He wanted to be worshipped, sure, but those girls were just being weird and awkward. He doesn't want a harem of those types of girls; he saw the red hair at the end of the street just trying to compose herself, taking deep breaths, and went to talk to her, getting close. "Hi there." She panicked, and instead of trying to talk, she tried to run away, stumbling as she did, hitting her own leg with her other foot and falling down on the ground, dropping all her cards on the floor, not to mention that she wasn't wearing any underwear either, so she had just her ass up in the air, showing all her bits to him; it was really embarrassing.

She stood up and tried to pick up her cards, ignoring her broken glasses, trying to run away, but Michael had stopped her before she was able to leave. "Hey, hey, relax," he said, trying to help her get the cards. "Sorry about ruining your day back there."

"Pfft, doesn't matter, I hated those girls anyways. Snarky stupid cunts. OOOOH, YOU DON'T PLAY PARALYZE? YOU NEED TO LEARN HOW TO USE THAT CARD, AND IT'S A CHEAP ONE TOO OOOOOH. Yes, that's right. I use gloom on my sideboard. Do you need something else there really? Just 10 of gloom are good. "Look at me. I have the Chaos Orb. You know how much it's worth, 380, and I have 3 of those, one for my deck too." Michael furrowed an eyebrow and pulled out the card he was given; it was that Chaos Orb.

"Wait, this card is worth 400 dollars?" She stared at it; without her glasses, it was hard to read up close, but she recognized the picture.

"YEAH! Did she give it to you?"

"Yeah, I'm not sure what she tried to do; I think she was flirting, but she was just being awkward."

"And they call me a loser."

"... Hey, I am really sorry once more. I didn't expect to actually ruin your day like that; I just wanted to play and fuck a girl," but he is not saying that out loud.

"No, no, you didn't ruin it; they ruined it when they started drooling over your abs and your stupid cute face. They would probably shlick thinking of you; that's something they do. They tell gross shit like that all the time. Oh, I once saw this guy on the street; he had some long arms. I bet he had a huge, thick dick. Always some strange shit; my recommendation is don't date them."

"Yeah, thanks." Michael picked up the glasses, noticing they were broken. "Umm, sorry about your glasses too."

She takes them, feeling a bit tired; what a shit day this was. "It's fine; I have some extras back home and insurance too."

"Want me to help you?"

"Help what?"

"Help you get back home safe?" Her expression changed, snickering and being confused all at once.

"Help me? Shouldn't I be helping you? "You could be attacked out here; girls can be predators, you know." Ah, right, he slipped up. Girls should join guys when they are out so they don't get catcalled or other stuff; he forgot.

"Oh, I meant because of your glasses."

"I am not that blind, you know; I just can't read without them. They actually berate me once for taking too long reading some cards sometimes."

"Well, they sound like jerks." She wasn't half bad-looking either; maybe he could spend time with her. Michael blushed, trying to be more friendly. "Want to go to your home?"

"A-And you join me?"

"Yeah."

"I really shouldn't."

"Why not?"

"It's just?" She bit her finger, thinking about it; she was trying to think about something, taking her sweet time. "Actually let's go! I think today should be fine."

"Today?"

"Yeah, let's go, please!" She stood up, and they walked away, heading back home with Bertha. On the way, she talked about herself; she was a student, close to graduating, and had been working half-time on the weekdays. Most of her time she spent playing or going to the hobby store. She was much more healthy than the usual nerd, which made him feel more comfortable to be around.

Eventually they arrive to her home; she invites Michael in for a few drinks, feeling nervous of having a guy inside her house. She had pictures of her family on the walls and around the place as well, but it was just her and her mom, who was a bit of a cute chubby girl. They share similar traits; she also looked nerdy, but she was more stacked on her ass than her daughter, but they both had really small breasts.

Which makes him think, Who is the dad? There was no dad in the pictures. Maybe they ended up having a daughter with a donation from the sperm bank? It makes sense, really. Probably girls can get pregnant without the need of a man, just a sperm donor to keep this place running.

She had a big house too, which made him then notice something else. "You live with your mom," which got her nervous. "Y-YEAH! But she works till late; we don't have to worry about her.

"Worry about what?"

"A-about her." He saw her getting more anxious with being alone with a guy in her house; it was fun; he could tease her a lot.

"Hey, show me your room."

"Uuuuh, why?"

"I want to see."

"I l-live in the basement."

"Cool! Let's see!" She led him along, taking him downstairs to see the basement, and it was like a huge own personal bedroom; she even had a personal shower in the corner. It was not a bad place to stay as a bedroom; sure, there was a small lack of walls, and the fuse box was near alongside the heater. But it looked pretty good regardless of everything. Michael took a seat on her couch as well that she had down there, noticing she had other video game consoles.

"Hey, uh, do you play videogames?" She asked.

"What games do you have?"

"I have Halo; do you like that one?"

"Yeah, it's been a while since I played, however, so don't expect to win all matches with me." She handed me the controller as we got started, starting to play the game together. She seemed to rage a lot, insulting the people on the screen while I was more calm. Master Chief was a gal too, but it looked the same, but it was confirmed it was a girl, a strong one too.

There was an option to play as a guy online at least. As she kept being heated, she suddenly started insulting people with her microphone on; it's the first time I actually saw a girl raging at a game instead of just apologizing for doing bad or not actually caring about it because it's just a game. At one point we heard something strange coming from one of the girls that was playing.

"GalaxyRed, you aim worse than a stormtrooper."

"Yeah, tell that to your dad when I fucked him," she answered as I tried to not chuckle.

"Right, like if you could ever fuck with a guy," said the girl responding to that. "Also, I don't have a dad."

"I've fucked many guys before." Michael shot a smug look at her before she looked away in embarrassment.

"Name one guy." She was thinking about what to say. Is Jerome a good name for a guy, right? That makes sense. But instead Michael grabbed her microphone close to her face and spoke.

"I am her boyfriend, and I can say she fucks me every night." He said in the deepest voice possible, making her go quiet; the whole room went quiet, even the people in the game went quiet... For a while at least.

"Yooooo? Why is there a walking cock playing a game? Go make my sandwich, bitch. Go play Stardew Valley; this is a girl's game. No wonder we are losing; we are fucking playing with a guy on our team.

"I am going to fuck my girlfriend right here, right now, and leave the microphone on so you virgins can listen," Michael said, which shocked Bertha even more.

"Dude don't say that stuff! What am I supposed to do? Start groaning and moaning?" She looked flushed, nervous about being near Michael, but he just got close to her, staring at her face.

"Want to do it?"

"D-Do it?" The sound of their characters dying was heard as they stood still in the game. "Do what?"

"Sex. What else? Breeding, fucking, mating, sex," Michael grinned.

"I—W-what? "Wait, are you serious?"

"Yup. I like you; I want to give you a taste of how it feels." His thumb lightly grazes her lip in a caring, endearing way as well. "W-wait, wait! Are you for real?" Michael started to take off his clothes right in front of her, starting to get naked, leaving his chest open as she just stared at him wide-eyed; she really wanted to start grabbing his body, he could tell, but then she was pushed down on the couch, letting go of the controller as he turned on the audio.

"Wait, are we really doing it?" She said, shaking, nervous, sweating, as she was not expecting to feel something like this ever in her life; she almost looked about to pass out, but the best part was how wet her skirt was. The reason she didn't wear underwear was that she gets soaked quite easily.

"I am going to start now" He started to kiss her neck as the girl went quiet, letting him take charge, not expecting to ever have sex with a guy and much less find one of the infamous 'dommy daddy' you can see in the internet.

"G-GGUESS WHAT, LOSERS! I AM HAVING SEX! SEE YA LATER, VIRGINS!" She muted the TV. As she didn't want to hear a bunch of raging gamer losers, knowing damn well they were going to hear them have sex for as long as the match kept playing, their characters just went A.F.K. as well. "Soooo, uhhh, you want me to do something?" Michael just kept kissing her neck over and over again, giving her little hickeys too so she could show off to her friends later. "C-can I do some touching?"

"Yeah," he said a bit breathlessly as he kept pampering her, her hands moving to grab his chest and belly, not really what he expected, but it's not like it would go unwelcome, letting her do what she wants with his body for the moment being; she was having so much fun touching his body, she felt like an actual winner for once.

"CAN WE TAKE A PICTURE? WAIT! LET ME TAKE A PICTURE."

"Relax."

"Sorry! "Oh god, sorry!" She was even more anxious than Alex, although to be fair, Alex lacked self-confidence; she was just a little bit too 'weird' but in a good way.

"Let's get this off," he said, grabbing her shirt and taking it off, letting him get her naked as she just lay there.

"J-just so you know, I am usually a dom."

"Have you had sex before?"

"N-no, but like, in my imagination I thought I was going to be on top, you know?"

"Do you not want me to be on top?"

"I n-never said that, hahaha!"

"Then don't ruin it by talking." She noticed Michael's pants with a bulge there and her hands, almost as if magnetically attracted, went and grabbed it, feeling that big bulge of his dick, touching it with her hand, and rubbing it with her fingers.

"Y-you have a nice dick."

"Thanks, you have nice tits."

"Uuuuh? Thanks?" She said she was weirded out by that. Maybe it's like guys with nipples? They don't see anything wrong with girls being shirtless. Maybe it's time to stop making comparisons and let this just BE. "I want to take them off."

"Be my guest." She grabbed his pants and slowly slid them off of him, watching his cock be all hard and erect.

"Oh wow, they uuuh look bigger than the books."

"Yup."

"And that goes inside me, haha. Well, lucky for you, my pussy is super tight, so you better be ready for me to rock your world."

"That's okay." She stared at it for a good few seconds in silence, trying to figure out what the fuck she should do with a dick this big.

"Hey, have you heard of fellatio?"

"Yup."

"I have practiced with bananas before."

"Want to try giving one?"

"...Yeah." She was like a curious squirrel just spouting whatever she could think of first; she was going crazy over some dick, it seemed. It was time for her to enjoy her first taste of actual cock. Michael grabbed his dick and started to rub it all across her face, the glans poking against her lips as if trying to enter as she opened her mouth as much as possible right before pushing his dick inside. She tries to smooch it back while inside of her mouth, and he also feels... Blowing air on it?

"Blowjobs are supposed to suck, not literally blow." Bertha pushed the dick out of her mouth.

"PFT YEAH I KNEW THAT!" And this time started to suck his dick properly, trying to remember that addictive taste as it rolled across her tongue, trying to look as sexy as she could, but she totally showed her inexperience, but in a strange way it was very adorable, hot even. The way she was sucking on the tip and trying to act all romantical and sexy about it was rather impressive to be honest; there was something quite wonderful with the way she was trying to drag her tongue around to please him, and that's when Michael understood, she was nervous about not being able to please him.

So he might as well give her some encouragement. "Ooof, you are doing great, Bertha." She smiled and tried to get that dick deeper inside of her mouth, choking for a moment and trying to push it back just to slam her face in his cock again. She was trying her best to not get her teeth involved as well; she was doing such a great job that Michael couldn't help but smile. It was even sexier to see a girl trying to please a man with some desperation in her eyes.

"You are perfect, Bertha." That got her heart fluttering, starting to feel like she was falling in love with him, which was funny because in her mind Michael was still a slut moid, but at least he was her slut moid for the day.

"Excuse me," Michael grabbed her head and pushed his dick deeper, watching one eye go wide while the other closed, almost as if she were having trouble controlling the muscles of her face. He kept going back and forth, hearing her guzzling huge gloopy lumps of sticky precum. She wasn't sure what was going on, but afraid of stopping Michael, she didn't tell him to calm down; she just tried to keep licking his shaft while giving him an even better blowjob and suctioning as hard as she could. Michale twitched, feeling the sudden aspiration of her mouth as if trying to get him to cum, but knowing that she might get too upset if he cums in her mouth, he decided to pull back. "Okay, now it's time for the real deal."

She started to cough, spitting out big pumps of precum from her tongue. "Bleeeegh... This is not piss, right?"

"What no? That's precum; precum is not piss."

"That's totally piss; I heard that pre-ejaculation was partially made out of piss."

"Bertha, don't turn me off."

"Sorry."

"Okay, now get naked."

"Oh god, I am going to actually have sex before my friends. I-I-IS it fine if I film it?"

"No, it's not fine for you to film it... But we can take a picture for you to show your friends at the end." That's all she needed to hear; it's not like Bertha has many friends besides the people at her Discord, but her server was about to go wild. She will be posting so many stories about it on Reddit. Maybe she should pick up again on her writing hobby and write a filthy smut story of a male and female on AO3 based on her real-life experience.

She quickly took off her skirt, shirt, shoes, and socks, and as she was about to get rid of her glasses, Michael stopped her. "Leave them. I think you look hotter with them." She smiled, showing off her braces; she really looked pretty, to be honest, and in a matter of seconds they were starting to have sex.

However, something they didn't expect was about to happen.

Upstairs a mother seems to open the door, finding that someone was already here as the rug was a bit moved. "Bertha?" She seems to yell out her name, but no sound is heard. She gets a bit nervous but, regardless of that, goes upstairs to change her shoes, as she wanted to wear something comfier than sneakers. She hears some voices moving downstairs, probably her and her friend playing games, although, being honest, she hasn't heard of Bertha coming back home with a friend in years.

It was better to give them space. She went upstairs to her bedroom still carrying the groceries, changing into something that was more comfortable, and as she was about to, she suddenly heard a masculine voice saying out loud, "Careful." She barely heard the word, but she could tell that was a guy's voice. She wondered if perhaps she was watching a movie or perhaps porn. She had found so many of her panties stained with her cunt juices and some of her brushes or electric toothbrushes missing. She had told her to stop watching porn because that's not how you get boyfriends.

However, she is not one to talk; even if she is her mother, she IS a virgin. She conceived Bertha thanks to a fertility clinic due to a program that went babies for cash. Being a single mother wasn't weird in this world, but Bertha did want to have a kid with a man eventually.

The situation never came, however.

Might as well make sure that Bertha does not ruin herself by just gooning all day and not being able to find men out in real life. She went downstairs, and that's when she started to hear louder noises coming from the basement where her daughter was. She was unsure how to enter the place, as usually whenever she enters she gets upset, but maybe this time she could come around with a gift.

She had some nice carrot cake she bought from the store that she loves so much and went downstairs, holding it, hearing some grunting and groaning coming from it, noticing her daughter naked, thinking she was masturbating, but then as she got even closer, that's when she was able to see and hear him. "Stop trying to get it in like that; it won't work."

"I saw it on a hentai; it should work!" She shouted as she was trying to ride Michale's dick but without aiming it properly, just trying to slam her cunt downwards on that dick, trying to impale herself and failing miserably; of course her mother didn't take it well.

"BERTHA, WHAT IN THE EVER-LOVING FUCKING GOD ARE YOU DOING?" She grabbed her daughter, who panicked as well, going fully red, blushing as her mother was stopping her.

MOMO, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING SO EARLY?! "

"WHY ARE YOU RAPING THAT MAN? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

"RAPE?! I AM NOT RAPING HIM! HE CAME HERE WILLINGLY! "

"Oh yeah! Like if anyone would believe that" Michael was just sitting there, scared and anxious now after being found out by the mother of the lady she was fucking.

"Umm—Not to be a smartass or annoying, but I am actually here by my own will; I was not trying to rape anyone, ma'am." He explained, hoping she would understand.

"I— W-wait, what?"

"Yeah, I am here by my own will. I am honest to God just here because your daughter is charming and I like her and I would like to—" Wait, dating sounds bad, sounds too serious. "Have a baby with her; she was too charming, and I think she would make a good mother."

"Sh-She would?" She finally let go of Bertha, who ran to hide her pussy behind the couch.

"Y-yeah! Now get the fuck out of my room, Mom! Oh my fucking god, you ruined my first time." She hid her face on the pillow and the single mother couldn't help but feel extremely guilty, she 100% ruined the only chance her family would ever have a man by fucking interrupting her daughter whilst having sex.

"Oh god damn it. I am so sorry! UHM—MONEY. YOU WANT MONEY, RIGHT? Y-You are an escort?"

"NO MOM HE IS NOT AN ESCORT HE IS MY BOYFRIEND—" Now she was throwing that word around; yikes, the situation got tense. He should leave, but he didn't find how or when would be the best moment for that.

"I promise I am not a prostitute; I am here because I like your daughter, and she is very good with her words and charming and other stuff. I am—" Might as well go for it; who knows what benefits he could have. "Her boyfriend."

"Really? Like? Really, really? My daughter has a boyfriend? She works half time at Burger Queen"

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT MOM! WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"I am just making sure. You know we don't have money, right?"

"MOM GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT I AM FUCKING NAKED GET THE FUCK OUT! WHAT THE FUCK. I HATE MY LIFE. OH MY FUCKING GOD I HATE MY LIFE."

"I know, I am just here once more, and this is the last time, because I like your daughter; she is very cool."

"Oh... Okay? You two want anything? I brought carrot cake."

"I would love some."

"Does that mean we are not having sex?" Bertha muttered, but her mother still heard. Right, she should leave.

"Nah, we can have sex right now if you want; I don't mind your mother, she is super nice." Her mom blushed, hearing that, and stood up, ready to leave.

"You two do what you need to."

"Where are you going?" Michael asked, trying to see how far he could push this.

"WH-what? I am going upstairs? I am leaving. I don't want to interrupt you two."

"You can watch; I like it when other girls watch, but if your daughter is against it, I guess we don't need to have sex."

"MY MOM CAN WATCH! RIGHT?!" She said with an angry tone.

"Right... J-just to make sure you are not raping this young man."

"Oh my god, what the fuck, Mom?"

"She is not raping me; if anything, I am the one who initiates it. I love women like your daughter, Miss." Michael kissed Bertha on her lips, tasting some of his precum in her mouth, already regretting this decision. "See? But she sucks as a dom, so I will be on top." He grabbed her, laying her on the couch as the mother watched; there was something extremely exhilarating about having her family watching her lose her virginity.

He would never, in a million years, be able to do this, but here it was as easy as cutting butter; he needed to enjoy this to the absolute best. He wanted to fuck this girl senseless, but he had to make it worth it; girls here have terrible stamina, which means that as soon as he cums, it's more than likely for him to end this. Make it worth it; make the next 10-15 minutes as worthwhile as possible.

Michael pushed down Bertha on the couch as she gasped, finding it strange a man being so dominant and straightforward and assertive; even her mother looked surprised at a guy acting like that. It was impressive seeing a male for once doing the moving. There were so few men in the world, so the odds of finding a dominant guy were like a needle in a haystack. He grabbed her by the hips and slowly started to push his cock inside in a missionary position. "G-get ready to taste the tightest pussy you have ever felt boy! If you feel like nghghh OOooh, good, that's fu-fuucking big!" She felt those last few inches of his tip go inside, and then to destroy that confidence she had on her 'sexual skills,' he slammed inside harder, making her short circuit, as right at that moment she suddenly started to squirt as she reached climax just by putting it in.

It was so fun to tease these girls.

She made such a sultry face as Michael's cock was inside, and he started to pull up just to slam down again on top of her, watching her go cross-eyed, her pussy clinging so hard to his cock that was tugging it back inside with such strength, really stirring her cunt up in such ways that she was unable to imagine. Sex was so addicting and powerful, something that she talked so lowly about on the internet and mocked others for, was happening right now to her, and she loved every single second of it. She didn't want to be a femcel anymore; she could get easily hooked up on sex at this rate, especially with such an outstandingly huge, long, and fat dick that Michael had.

Michael braced himself and kissed her, getting his tongue inside of her mouth, wrestling with hers. She tried to spit inside of his mouth, thinking that was hot in some sense, but all it did was make her choke on her own saliva. The kiss was so sloppy and inexperienced as well; she even started licking his teeth and outer lip as she was trying to be sensual about it. She looked like an absolute mess.

But the best surprise came as she heard groaning behind him, watching back and staring at the mother who was watching her daughter be deflowered, and instead of stopping her, she was currently masturbating. She tried to be decent about it because all she did was rub her cunt through the zipper of her denim shorts, but as she was doing so, their gazes met, Michael shooting a smug grin at her right before she decided to behave more 'properly' and speak as if she had some panicked expression when she was caught.

"B-Bertha, do not go so hard on Michael. Remember, men are fragile and love someone sweet and passionate; they are frail like a flower." That made him chuckle as if Michael wasn't the one fucking Bertha's brains out right now. Even with him on top, being taller and bigger than her, apparently he was still a delicate flower that needed care and love. Being a woman in this world was awesome!. Well, a man seen as a woman? No, that's not the right expression.

But who cares? He just kept fucking her daughter, uncaring of how he was seen. Perhaps it was time to show how much better he was compared to most men in here. He ramped up the speed, going as fast and quick as possible. The basement was filled with the sound of the couch shaking and slowly screeching due to it moving on the wooden floor, followed by loud, hard claps against her daughter's cunt. She wanted to dirty talk back to Michael, but her brain was so fucking fried up that she was unable to do anything about it, all while her mother stared, stunned, at the sight of her daughter being taken in such an aggressive way.

But regardless, she went back to masturbating, feeling a bit alone as well, as she had hoped to be the one who had sex before her daughter would've, but she was happy for her, happy that her daughter got something she didn't: a man, and what a man! Even if he wasn't as properly 'masculine' as he should be, dominant men are men too!!

"What's wrong? Does Bertha want to cum again? Is my sweet weak girlfriend cumming again" She couldn't keep her mouth shut; being called weak made her climax again.

"UoOooOh FUuUuuUuUKC NooOooOugh!" She felt so weak and pathetic, and she was loving it. A man truly has her charms, she thought at that moment. All men must be so freaking cool, right?.

Every maternal instinct in her body was screaming to let him cum inside and have children to claim this men as her own and finally fulfill her purpose in a traditional family but it was taking so long for him to cum, Michael also realized that as well so he decided to tease her a little by playing around with her little itty bitty tits, grabbing them with his hands, fondling them, rubbing them, pinching her nipples, at first Bertha was weirded out by that but then she starte to orgasm again, finding her nipples to be such a weak zone for her, what she assumed to be just a worthless organ that was working when having babies, it turned out to be an erogenous zone as well?

It felt really fucking good in her mind, and all she could do was shake and quiver non-stop in front of the woman that gave birth to her; she grabbed one of the cushions of the pillow to cover her face and muttered. "Y-You will tell everyone I dominated you like a bitch, right?"

As Michael was fucking her tight little hole cunt, she groaned and panted, "Nghhhh fuck yeah... You choke me, slap me, pat on me, and made me your fucking slutty bitch. Tell everyone you fuck my brains out and ride me like a whore if you want, and then I licked your clit once you were done with me while you played Halo."

"TH-htHAnkKSsSsSs" The rest of her body kept rocking back and forth on the bed non-stop as Michael grew closer and closer to an orgasm as her mother kept watching on the side.

"Hey, what's your name?" He asked the mother who was fingers deep in her pussy.

"MmME?"

"Yeah."

"N-Natalie?"

"Natalie, keep your eyes open; I am about to turn your girl into a real fucking woman and get her all bloated with my seed, okay?" He grabbed her by the 'waist,' more like around the tummy, and commandingly started to pound her using her light body like an onahole. She started to moan out so hard and loud that it looked like she was being raped, but in reality, all he was doing was driving her brain crazy with an insane amount of pleasure, giving her that dominated feeling that she had been looking for all this time.

Along with some passionate and sensual sex, pounding her so passionately into the couch, even the cushion was taking the shape of her body by now with the way he kept sensually and strongly smacking his hips against her ass, really driving his cock balls-deep in her beautiful, tender, and small ass, at any moment Michael felt like he could cum inside of her, so he was going to make sure the cum load was absolutely worth it and lodged deep inside of her cunt.

He started slamming against her cervix harder and harder; she felt like her cunt could break at any moment, not expecting to have her pussy fucked so hard, like ever. She had always pictured scenarios where she comforted the guy for cumming too fast or him saying her pussy was the tightest, but now she was degraded, devolved, and ruined into an onahole for men's pleasure; she was a complete bottom. She didn't feel too sigma chad right at that moment, but she was happy about that.

"I am cumming!!!"

The side of the couch started to open up, almost like it was about to separate and break as he became more rough and powerful while thrusting into her. She clenches her teeth, but her mother calls her out to not do that with her braces, so she opens her mouth up. Her girl smell was filling out the place, as he could swear she hadn't washed either, so this place would be smelling of sweat and sex for a good while.

"ARE YOU CLOSE SLS-SHHHHHHLLUUUUT!~♥" She shouted as if she had some sort of control over him, but she was right; he was close to cumming and after humping downwards as hard as he could with his balls swinging freely to slap her ass hard with some loud, heavy plaps.

That's when she was brought to the brink of climax and started blowing his load all over her insides, filling up her womb and tummy that were tightening up, trying to drink and suck all of that delicious cum inside of her pussy, sealing it with the gentlest of kisses against her cervix as he kept pumping and pumping more and more of his sweet creamy seed. She could feel herself getting impregnated and couldn't wait to show her bloated pregnant belly through SEX, even better because sperm donation didn't count half the time. She tried to make a peace sign as well, almost as if to show her victory, but she looked like a shameless, broken, tired, and exhausted slut.

"NGHHHHHHHHHHHH UGHHH Finally." He said cleaning the sweat off his brow, turning around to see her mother who forgot she was the one who had to look presentable an decent for the two of them but there she was behind them masturbating shamelessly onto the couch, without a single care in the world, eyes closed and mouth shut as she didn't care being such a shameless and worthless whore really.

It was quite impressive too how much of a desperate woman she was, masturbating to her own daughter being creampied, but also wishing to be in her spot. Michael wanted a taste of both, both girls, at the same time, the mother wasn't even that different from her daughter, maybe a bit chubbier and heavy bottom but that just made it even better.

"You liked that ma'am?" He asked as the milf stopped masturbating to stare at Michael, panting heavily and some fear in her eyes.

"I- S-sorry, I just— It's hard for me when— I mean, you are a guy in my house and y-you know." She gulped, trying to act more proper this time. She stood up just as Michael pulled out of her daughter, her gaping pussy leaking some of her cum out. Michael got close, and there Natalie saw how tall Michael was compared to her; she had always been on the shorter, weaker side of women. "W-Well, I think you can go now. Unless you want to stay for dinner? B-but you know, you are my daughter's boyfriend and—"

"Clean it," he said with a smile, wanting to see how much he can push the need of the desperate hag. "Clean my cock." She thought about it for a moment but went down to her knees and started swallowing that dick, putting it in her mouth, tasting the fluids of her daughter but most importantly the cum of a guy; it was so salty and thick, almost like a yogurt-like feeling, but swallowing was the hardest part. Was she such an easy girl? She felt so embarrassed, like one of those girls that buy prostitutes online.

But this was free, and this man desired her and her daughter's bodies. What was the legal status for both mother and daughter to marry the same man? Michael grabbed her head and slammed her face against his cock, cumming inside what's left of his dick into the mother's mouth, making her choke and gag on his cum, surprised to see a man wasting his seed in something beyond impregnating; this was a once-in-a-lifetime taste, so she did her best to not throw it up and hold it in her mouth, opening it and letting it slide down her throat.

"Good girl... I like you and your daughter; I have your daughter's phone number too." Something he picked off when they were playing Halo offscreen. " I will give you and your daughter a call; I want to fuck you both next time if you don't mind." She tried to swallow his cum properly, not wanting to let it go to waste; she doesn't want a fine. "Until then, see you both later." He grabbed his pants, came close to kiss Bertha's face, put on his shirt, and left both mother and daughter in the basement, a cum-filled mess.

"D-darling?" The mother asked?

"Yuh huh?" she responded.

"You don't mind if I share your boyfriend, right? You know I give you a house, food, and your own room, so the least you should do is share your boyfriend with your mom, correct?

"Ughhhh fine... But I want a new Xbox."

"DONE!" Seems like both mother and daughter came to an agreement.

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