O Mother Dear (XXII - Valentine)

In which "30-Something" Val tells her older brother she is pregnant. Muzak plays "America The Beautiful" in the background.

By Lovers' Day it was confirmed
Val had her Valentine.
Her ripened egg was duly spermed
For sake of Auld Lang Syne.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
The irony is wild
That I, by fate, should impregnate
My father's second child!

Ten years after Dad gave you me,
He was seduced in class.
Cynthia feared she'd fail, you see,
And was desperate to pass.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Her letters made it plain
She worked a trade and got her grade
And Val in the bargain!

As we sat in a small cafe
Our grins showed our delight
That Val was in a family way.
The thought made my jeans tight!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
How well you taught your son:
A tender fuck, and, with some luck,
A new life is begun!

Val pursed her lips against her cup
And drank down her latte.
She leaned forward as she stood up
Her chest a proud display.
O Arthur, Dear! O Arthur, Dear!
She whispered, o so soft,
As her coat closed and she proposed
We go back to her loft.

Val's breasts appeared to be more plump
Than they were formerly.
Her flat tummy had a slight bump,
Or so it seemed to me.
O Mother Dear! O Mother Dear!
I was eager to test
The chemistry of pregnancy
With my cock in her nest!

Once in the loft, we moved at speed,
Val's buttons paid the price.
In our consuming passion's need
They were small sacrifice.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
How quick her breasts were bared!
Like chocolate drops on creamy tops
Val's nipples stood and stared!

I closed my mouth around each nub,
First left and then the right.
I used my teeth and tongue to rub
Them up to their full height.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Val clutched my head in place.
I nipped and teased and sucked and squeezed.
She writhed beneath my face!

Val's grip relaxed. I raised my head.
My mouth crushed her full lips.
I waltzed her backward to her bed
My hands upon her hips.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
We reached the edge and then
I stooped and knelt and kissed and felt
Val's curving abdomen.

I slipped my hands behind Val's waist
And unzipped her wool skirt
While her nimble slim fingers raced
to unbutton my shirt.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I had to change my stance.
With buttons gone, Val moved right on;
Her hands yanked down my pants!

To even things, I pulled away
Val's skirt with a swift strip,
But then observed, with some dismay,
She wore a silk half-slip!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
A flimsy pink curtain
Seductively, effectively,
Concealed what was certain!

But not for long; I ducked beneath
The hem to seek the prize!
Val's damp panties stuck to her sheath
Outlined before my eyes!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I stroked her sodden breach,
And when depressed, her lips expressed
The juices from her peach!

Now with my teeth I nipped a bit
Of Val's soaked underpants
And tugged them to expose her slit
Dripping its lubricants.
O Arthur, Dear! O Arthur, Dear!
Val moaned, That's O so nice!
She raised her knees and thighs to squeeze
My head held in her vice.

Val's clitoris played hide and seek
Yet unsuccessfully
As I latched on its throbbing peak
And sucked unmercifully!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Val's body shook unchecked
With each spasm, her orgasm
Increased its net effect!

Now it was time to reacquaint
My cock with Val's primed cunt.
She may have felt a trifle faint
But that dog could still hunt!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
She turned over so that
Her derriere was in the air
and her forearms lay flat.

For my part I moved in to kneel
Between Val's outstretched calves
And lay my hands where I could feel
Her butt cheeks' lower halves.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I lifted and I spread
Her dripping slit, so to admit
My turgid purple head!

Her pussy was a warm wet sponge
Around my fat mushroom.
I thrust my loins and in one lunge
My dick pushed to her womb.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Val's hips began to rock.
Her tight cunt seized my prick and squeezed,
Milking my captured cock!

Val turned her face to me and grinned,
Continuing to twerk.
She knew she had my penis pinned.
We both could feel it jerk.
O Arthur, Dear! O Arthur, Dear!
Your pulsing has increased!
And with each throb, I knew a gob
Of semen was released.

Now softening, my cock slid out
From Val's well oiled slit.
Quick as a wink, she turned about
and grabbed a-hold of it!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
She moved her fingertips
Along my root, as if a flute,
Drawing me to her lips.

Gently at first, Val sucked and puffed
While her nails scratched my sack.
It was not long 'til I was fluffed.
My vigor had come back!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I laid down with a twist.
Val followed, too, as shadows do,
No lick or stroke was missed.

My standing cock waved its proud crest.
Val lifted her backside.
Her nipples brushed across my chest.
I was electrified!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Val lined up her asshole.
Her cavity used gravity
to swallow my slicked pole.

The tight warmth of my new found sheath
Inspired deeper probes
Abetted by my hands beneath
Her bottom's spreading globes.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Each thrust met with a bounce.
Val's sphincter squoze, I curled my toes.
My balls spent their last ounce!

We disengaged, Val's bottom drooled
My jizz onto my thighs.
We lay at rest, our passion cooled,
And heaved collective sighs.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I got an idea:
Now Val was had, could I, like Dad,
Find and fuck Cynthia?