Naughty Boy! Ch. 04

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Fucking Erica Thompson's asshole with my big fat cock had to be the closest thing to pure bliss I could have ever imagined, and it didn't take me very long at all before the cum in my balls was beginning to churn and billow up in my swaying, bloated nut-sacs.

The regular tempo of my cum-heavy balls slamming up against my mother's firm round butt-cheeks as I rammed my cock up her asshole made a squishy, slapping sound which echoed through the bedroom and down through the rest of the empty house. I could feel Mom's sphincter muscles clamping down on my cock and it was heavenly. I could not hold back my climax, so I just let it all burst out me and shoot into Erica's well-stretched brown butt-pipe.

Bursts of thick, gooey, white-hot cum exploded out of my throbbing phallus, filling my mother Erica's brutally fucked asshole up to the limit. With a low, agonized groan of pleasure, I pulled my dick out of Mom's butt-hole just after the last jet of dick-sludge shot out of me and dropped down in exhaustion onto the bed, practically at Erica's feet. She in turn slumped down onto her stomach and buried her head in the pillows up the top end of the bed, and within seconds was again snoring away lightly, swept away again into restful slumber.

I was tired, yes that was definitely true, but for some strange reason sleep would not come to me. I couldn't help but think about the blissful sex that Mom and I had shared with a pregnant Aunt Yvette, a woman I had knocked up and who was going to carry my incestuous child to term. The thought of Aunt Yvette having my child was a perversely arousing concept to me, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to see my very own mother Erica's stomach bloat with pregnancy, and know deep down inside that I had made her that way.

Soon enough, I began to wonder whether Roger would think he had made Mom pregnant, or whether he might suspect Erica of being unfaithful with somebody else. She had been, of course, with me, numerous times… but the idea of knocking up my very own mother just got me going more and more as I continued to think about it.

I suddenly realised that it was a distinct possibility, too, if only I just continually persisted at it. We usually fucked without me using a condom anyway, and pretty early on Mom had told me that she was violently allergic to the Pill so she couldn't take it. Contraception had just never really seemed to be that big of a concern for either one of us, even after we both learned that Aunt Yvette was pregnant with my baby, and that was a good thing for me now, upon reflection. Although she told me that Roger had wanted her to get her tubes tied, Erica had refused him, saying to her husband that they might in some time want to try for a child of their very own together.

I was soon grinning broadly in the semi-darkness of the master bedroom of our New Jersey home, with the moonlight rays shining in through the slightly parted window-blinds. My cock was as hard as a rock, but I did not touch it, nor did I make any move towards taking Mom again. The sheer thought of filling up her cunt and making her pregnant was exquisite, and I wanted to savour it in my mind. My cock twitched with arousal.

As sleep at last claimed me, I was filled with the sweet images of what was destined to come… but the spectre of my stepfather Roger looming over things was beginning to irk me. I loved him dearly, yes, but at times his presence kept me from being with my true love, and though he was more often than not out of the picture and not of any real major concern, when he was home he and Mom were usually fucking like rabbits. I couldn't help but feel deeply jealous when I heard the two of them screwing in their bedroom. It cut through me like a knife through butter, and the more I pondered things, the more I came to think that Roger being in our lives was not a necessity.

To Be Continued…

Author's Note: Thank-you yet again to all of my readers, and I really do appreciate all the wonderful feedback that I get for all of my stories. I tried to get this segment of the story out as soon as possible, but work and the holidays have conflicted with my writing, I hope you all can understand and forgive me for the delay. The last chapter of Naughty Boy! is coming up soon. I'm hoping to cover all the points of concern in my story and satisfy everybody's wishes out there, so feedback on how you would like the saga to end would be greatly appreciated. I have my own ideas, but some of the concepts my fans have come up with have been fantastic, and of course I love constructive criticism about my work. Please, please, PLEASE, if you like my work, let me know with an email, and don't forget to vote! Enjoy my work; I hope it gets you satisfied…

TheCaptain

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