Try to impregnate your mother

“Let’s go already,” Melanie huffs impatiently, squeezing your leg. “You’re wasting time, John.”

“Well, we’ll see you in a while, Dad,” you give the man another grin as you turn around. “And I do mean a while. You might not be ready to see what we’re going to get up to, so use the couch or my room if you wanna take a nap or something. Just don’t bother us.”

“Alright,” your father nods, having pretty much accepted your new behaviour as normal by now.

With those instructions in place, you pull your mother up by the hair and lead her to the master bedroom. Melanie quickly follows, not wanting to be left behind.

Entering the room, you pull Sofia’s soft body into your own and capture her lips with yours. She moans into the kiss as your angry hard-on pokes against her belly, getting it slick with precum.

“I’m going to fuck you so good, Mom,” you whisper to her once your lips part. “I’ll show you what Dad's been depriving you of. I’ll fuck it into you over and over, until you’re bloated with my child. The moment I thrust my cock inside, you’re going to cum harder than you ever have in your life.”

She smiles at you with lust and love, pushing herself into your chest and flattening her generous bosom against it. Her thighs envelop your shaft, gripping it tightly.

You feel a second set of breasts press into your back, and hot kisses run down from the nape of your neck to your shoulder.

“Don’t forget about me, honey,” Melanie whispers needily into your ear. “You have to get me pregnant, too.”

Whatever control you had over yourself until this moment snaps at her words, and you push both of your mothers onto the bed. They tumble onto the mattress, yelping and giggling mischievously.

Sofia climbs onto the left side of the bed, lifting and spreading her legs to present her married cunt to you as it glistens with her arousal.

“Come on, baby,” she says, beckoning you with her index finger and her eyes in equal measure. “Your mother feels so lonely without you, son. Come fill her up, won’t you?”

Melanie chooses to sit on her hands and knees, lifting her ass up and shaking it invitingly.

“Or you could fuck me,” she moans, bringing her hand to her sex and plunging her fingers into her wet cavern. “I feel empty without you in me, son. Come inside your Mommy-slut, and keep her leaking milk for you!”

“That--that's not fair,” your mother whines. “I don’t even have milk to feed him with, so I should be knocked up first!”

You lick your dry lips and crawl onto the bed, positioning yourself above your mother and kissing her deeply. Her hands move towards your crotch and bring your cockhead to her wet pussy lips, rubbing it up and down the slick slit to get it lubed and ready.

“Sorry, Mommy-slut,” you say, breaking off the kiss and playing with Sofia's huge tits. “...But I want these puppies leaking and ready to feed me ASAP.”

“It’s okay, Son,” she says, eyeing your cock as you rub it up and down your real mother's lower lips. “As long as you fuck me ragged afterwards.”

“Mhmm. I promise,” you reply, lining yourself up with Sofia’s slit. “Right after I’m done with this cunt right here.”

Sofia smiles at you lovingly and runs a hand through your hair. “Such a good boy, isn’t he?”

“Yes he is,” Melanie agrees. “Thank you so much for raising him right. He’s become such a loving young man.”

As you lean down to kiss your mother once more, she allows your tongue to explore her entire mouth. Her moans grow louder as you begin pushing your cock inside, impaling her in one smooth movement. After a moment she gasps and breaks the kiss, her eyes going wide.

“No--Wait, go slower--Oooh!” She tries to push you away, but you grab her smaller arms with yours and **** them down onto the bed.

Her face has a shocked expression as you push even deeper, her mouth open in a silent scream as you stretch her out with your girth. Her eyes roll up and she shakes violently as her pussy spasms violently around you, tightening almost painfully.

“Ooooooooogh!” You watch her as she rides out the orgasm, her fingers digging into the bedsheets as she hangs on as though her life depends on it. Her body bucks up and down, tremoring all over as her pussy milks your cock.

A few seconds pass, and then she begins sobbing. She tries to cover her face, hiding her wet eyes with her hands, but you pry them to the side and kiss the tears away.

“I... I came,” she sobs. “I came so hard--So quickly! I told you to slow down!”

“Come on, Mom,” you reply, trying to soothe the hysterical woman. “You’ll get used to the feeling soon, you know? You won’t be able to go back to the regular sex you had with Dad ever again. Not that you’ll want to.”

“What?” Sofia looks slightly confused.

“He’s telling the truth,” Melanie chimes in. You turn to see her eyes glued to where you end and your mother begins, watching hungrily as she works three fingers in and out of her pussy. “I can never get used to him. Feels better every time he pins me against a wall, flips my skirt up, and plows that magnificent cock into me...”

Your real mother looks frightened as Melanie’s words sink in. She glances at you with trembling lips and cups your face.

“John, dear,” she says, her voice quaking. “Maybe this isn’t such a good idea.”

Your brow furrows as you feign confusion. “Why, Mom?”

“This is amazing and all, but I could never do anything to hurt my marriage,” she continues, trying to shimmy off of your cock. Her cunt feels **** to release you, though, and she only succeeds in squirming. “I really, really love how you feel inside me, but--”

Your eyes narrow into slits and you grab her by the hips, stopping her from crawling away. You're a moment too late, though, and your cum-slick cockhead pops out of her.

“I... I love him too, John. He’s my husband.”

You stare at the pitiful woman underneath you for a few seconds before smiling.

“Okay, Mom,” you say eventually. “I understand.”

Relief washes over her face.

“Thank you, John. Now you can get off, and--Fuoh! Oooooooooooooh!”

She lets out a surprised moan as you bury yourself inside her once again in one fluid motion. Her pussy tightens around your girth, as if the walls are rejoicing reuniting with your cock.

“Oh Mom,” you whisper. “Did you really think I was going to let you go?”

“Please,” she half pleads and half moans. “I’m not sure if I want this anymore!”

“That’s why I’m making the decision for you,” you laugh, kissing away the tears that are beading around her eyes. “By the time we’re done, you’ll understand. What we can have together will be so much better, so much more precious to you than your marriage.”

You grind your hips into hers, and she shudders and gasps with every rotation. You dip your head and capture her right nipple, giving it a few hard sucks.

“I bet your milk will taste as good as Mommy-slut’s does,” you add, licking around the stiff peak. “Think your tits get as big as hers?”

“John, please,” she whimpers. “Think about what you’re doing.”

“I’ve thought about it, Mom,” you grunt, drawing close to her face again. Her expression turns grave once she realises that her pleas are falling on deaf ears. “I’ve thought about this moment for so long, and I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you and fuck you until you’re mine. You’re going to orgasm every time my cock enters your cunt, and you're going to love it.”

“And with every orgasm you have, you’ll--“

Thrust

“Oooooogh!”

“--Be more obedient for me.”

Thrust

“Realise how much more you’d rather have sex with me than be a faithful wife. Satisfying my needs and demands is should be your first priority.”

Thrust

“Understand that has no right to tell me where I can and can’t fuck you, or to tell me what to do at all. I’m the man of the house now, and he should respect my decisions.”

Thrust

“You’ll regret every load I wasted masturbating, Mom. Loads that could’ve been dumped inside you.”

Thrust

“So much cum. You know it should’ve been let out in fertile pussies. I should’ve started seeding women so much earlier.”

Thrust

“And it should have started with you.”

THRUST

Eventually her sobs fade away, and her moans begin to grow into fully-fledged squeals of delight. Her hips buck to meet yours every time you pump in. Your mother, Sofia Doe, begins to whine with need every time your cock escapes her, and let out wanton groans every time you enter her. Her eyes lose the hesitation and fear they held moments ago, replaced with the familiar look of lust you see on Melanie every time you have your way with her. The feeling of her walls constricting around you becomes unbearable as she works your cock with renewed enthusiasm, and eventually you forget to continue her conditioning and just go on rutting into her with abandon.

You smash your lips against hers faster, and your tongues engage in a fierce duel. She lets out garbled moans and wraps her legs around you as you begin to gasp into her mouth, and your thrusts become more and more urgent by the second. You plunge in one last time before letting loose, and she lets out a satisfied sigh as she feels you fill her up with wave after wave of jizz.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, John,” she breathes out, running her heels along your thighs as she recieves your seed. “There’s so much, and it’s so warm.”

You smile down at her exhausted face and kiss her again, grinding your crotch against hers to ensure your shots all land inside of her. “Do you have any regrets?”

“Only that I didn’t do this sooner,” she mumbles tiredly, petting your head. “You’re still cumming. So... so much sperm wasted. Your girlfriends were probably on protection too...”

The regret in her voice is genuine and heartfelt, just like you wanted it to be. She lets out an exhausted gasp as the last shots of your cum slosh against her womb.

“It’s never too late to start, Mom,” you whisper into her ear as her hands slide away from your shoulders.

Taking a few deep breaths, you extricate yourself from her legs and wipe yourself clean on her thigh. After a moment's consideration, you pull out the pillow beneath her head and place it underneath her hips, propping her up so that most of your seed stays securely inside her.