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Chapter 12 by boobboob boobboob

What's next?

You're still struggling with your new role

Fat, cloudy chunks of semen gradually drop out of your sore slit and splash onto the dark soil under your feet. Man, this was degrading as hell. At least most regular girls have the privilege of... I dunno, tissues to wipe the cum off. Or a proper toilet to let the stuff ooze out. You were instead left with dried goo on your thighs, and a red peach that carried the intense and obscene stench of your own mother's sperm, completely overwriting the sweet scent of your own vag. This vacation suuuucks...

The only thing you could still look forward to, kind of, was having to go fishing again. The stupid trash pandas not only ruined the car beyond redemption, but also stole all the food you spent an entire day gathering! It sure didn't help that your mother -- while copying the role of a sex starved alpha male -- had no interest in taking over any other 'manly' responsibilities like making sure there's food on the table.

It was an odd situation. Just two women... or rather one woman and one girl... stranded in the middle of nowhere. **** to be self-sufficient and survive. And, well, uh... the two of you were as self-sufficient as humanly possible, considering she was even able to spurt some nut-butter into your baby-oven and magically create offspring. The idea that you two could create a whole tribe of people living in the woods was both fascinating, and disgustingly creepy. You are way too pretty to become a baby-factory for mommy.

Wait, way too pretty? You shake your head to get the thoughts out of your mind, you were beginning to think like a typical teenager now!

In the meantime, the constant dripping of cum slowed enough for you to stand back up with an exaggerated sigh... life is tough. Who would've thought that getting fucked has so many consequences? It gets you sore, it's messy, and it can potentially get you knocked up. While your mother's most crucial choice merely comes down to if she should creampie you missionary or doggy.

Meh.

On unsteady feet, you return to the lake and take a deep breath of fresh mountain air. Slightly more at ease, you grab the fishing rod and start hunting more food. You even get into a pleasant position on the grass, flat on your belly with your arms extended forward to hold the rod in place. As before, the birds are chirping and the winds are gently breezing through the leafs... the only difference this time around is that after perhaps an hour of patiently waiting for a catch, you feel a strong pair of hands grasping the cheeks of your bum and pulling them apart widely.

"Huh?" You turn around just in time to see your mother casually getting on top of you, while using your spread butt to easily navigate the bloated cockhead of her appendage right into your tender cunt! "Nnnh!" Your grasp around the fishing rod shakes briefly while you try to stay relaxed, and at the same time attempt to think of an appropriate response to this!

"Shh, baby. Just a quick in-and-out and then I'll be out of your hair again," your mother kindly pointed out as she already begun thrusting deeper into you. The cum-lubed walls of your pussy easily adapted to your mom's dick, not like much of your initial tightness remained after fucking multiple times in a row. "Nice place you've got here. Caught any fish yet?" Each time she pushed back inside, a wet squelch followed and coaxed your cheeks into turning a shade of red. She sure knew how to get the most out of your teen pussy... "Come on, this would go faster if you'd help along a little. Squeeze down when I pull out, relax when I push in, got it?"

Grrr. With a growing inner conflict, you consider your options... what do you have to gain from ignoring her request? Not much, other than a bit of pride. If you give in to her request, she will at least finish faster and leave you slightly less sore.

After hesitating for another moment, you concentrate enough to grow slightly more aware of the muscles in your loins... it takes a few attempts, but you eventually find the important ones and, somewhat amateurishly, begin clenching down on your mother's cock each time she pulled back and then relaxing to let her push right back home into your slippery cunt.

It has the intended effect too, since she soon gasps and keeps herself halfway inside you for a few terribly long moments before withdrawing from your tingly pussy. "Told ya," came her brief response, followed by a slap across your naked bum cheeks, and she simply left.

You on the other hand felt the familiar, warm cream seeping out of your slit. Screw it, you're not gonna get up and crouch near a tree yet again. It will come out one way or another anyway.

With a tight grip around the fishing rod, you simply keep on trying to enjoy the warm, sunny day... with fresh sperm gradually leaking out of your vag. Once again, you can only hope that she's shooting blanks...

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