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Subject: {ASSM} "Looking Back" By Aurora Sky
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Date: Sun, 03 May 2009 16:10:01 -0400
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Looking Back
(Mg, Mf, MF, MFF, impreg, inc, ped, cons, rom, scifi)

Warning:
All my stories contain content in which adults have sex with children.  Do
not read this story if this will offend you.  I do not condone any exposure
of children to sex, it is very harmful to them.  All my stories take place
in the far future.  In my stories the children are biologically, socially,
and developmentally different than the people of our world, and sexual
activity is not harmful.  To recap: Do not try this at home.

Looking at my children is like taking a walk though memory lane.
Each of  them strongly looks like, and represents, a man who was special to
me.  I showed them how special by letting them get me pregnant.

My first was my grandfather.  Isn't it always like that?  Like so many other
little girls, my grandfather was a safe man who I loved that I could cuddle
and touch with.  My father was still to scared to touch me, afraid that I
wasn't ready. I was eleven years old.  But Grandpa knew what I needed.  Like
it so often does, it started with cuddling, kissing, then fondling...
Fondling lead to masturbation, and then Grandpa answered my questions about
sex by guiding me though oral sex.. and finally after much begging on my
part, Grandpa gave in and made love to me.

I knew about what sex was from other kids, and I was thrilled when Grandpa
agreed to it.  One day after a long session of kissing and touching, Grandpa
came down on top of me, and slowly slid his cock into my wet pussy.  I felt
the pinch of my hymen breaking, but Grandpa felt so good inside of me.  It
felt much different then fingers - I felt full, and his cock was warmer then
fingers, and with more texture, and nothing scratchy like fingernails.  I
knew then I would always love to fuck.  Grandpa kissed me and played with my
clit as he slowly fucked me, bringing me to orgasm.  I could feel his cock
jump as he pumped his seed into me.

Not long after my first time with Grandpa I received a notice saying that I
was now coming into my fertility.  I needed to make plans to either make
efforts to become pregnant, or to allow myself to be inseminated by the
foundation.

You see, we live on a stage 2 colonized planet, and fertility and breeding -
population expansion - are very important for colony success and survival.
Every planet has their own variation in how they handle reproduction, but
most are basically the same - populations must grow rapidly though
reproduction.  The rules are also different depending on what stage of
growth the planet is in.

On our planet, right now, every woman must make an effort to be pregnant.
There are still more women then men by a ratio of 2:3, so not every girl
settles down with a partner.  And not every girl wants to.  If you don't
want to have sex at all, the foundation will inseminate you and breed you
that way.  Some females actually prefer that option, but I always knew that
wasn't for me.  If you don't want to be inseminated, you have an obligation
to have sex with a man at least once a week.

Not a problem for me!  I felt so excited that I would soon be pregnant, and
so glad I could show Grandpa how much I loved him by choosing him as the
father of my first baby.

And so I continued to visit Grandpa every day after school, and every day we
sat on the couch, touching and talking, until the touching turned to groping
and the talking turned to kissing, and then the groping turned to preparing
ourselves for sex, and then he came inside of me, and pumped until his hot
sperm flooded my fertile womb.  My first fertile cycle failed to end in a
period, and tests confirmed I was pregnant.

My family was shocked when they found out! Dad and Mom said they hadn't
realized my time with Grandpa had turned into full intercourse, and my
brother couldn't believe that I would choose Grandpa as a partner.  And
Grandpa was floored - it turns out he hadn't been aware that I had hit
fertility.  I told my parents they must be clueless, how could they miss me
coming home with my clothes askew, cum trickling down my leg? I told my
brother he was silly, of course I would fuck a family member, a man I loved
and admired.  And I told Grandpa he was forgetful, that I was almost twelve
and most girls are fertile by then.

You don't have to keep the babies you have.  Babies can go to special
creches where they are raised scientifically without any negative impact to
their development, and you can see them as much or as little as you want.
If you do decide to have them, the cost of their care is covered, and
actually taking care of them is fairly easy with a robotic nanny.  Mom and
Dad have a pretty big house already, because they keep the babies Mom has
each year.  Anyway, Mom and Dad asked to keep my baby, and I agreed.

My brother, Fred, kept asking why I has chosen Grandpa until I realized - he
was jealous because he wanted to be apart of my sex life too.  He had had
hardly any sex at all until I saw what he needed and started fucking him.  I
went to his room every morning when I first woke up, before we had to eat
and go to school.

Boy was he different from Grandpa!  With Grandpa the love making was slow,
and long, and happened only once.  With my brother, it seemed like he was
always hard, and he would touch me just until I was wet enough for him to
stick himself inside me and begin fucking.  He would fuck me fast and come
hard... the foreplay came after the sex, but as soon as he got hard again,
we were back to mating, our bodies frothy with sweat and cum.  Is it any
wonder that he was the father of my second baby when I was thirteen?

When Dad realized I was pregnant again things changed.  "I keep thinking of
you as a child, someone too young to touch", he explained, "But I know now
you are a beautiful, sexy young women with a women's needs and wants.  It is
my privilege as your father to be apart of that."  I agreed whole heartedly,
and Daddy started coming to my room at night.

Sex with Daddy was different then sex with my brother or Grandpa!  Dad has
age and experience that my brother doesn't have, and prime functioning
equipment that Grandpa lacks.  Daddy actually taught me things about love
making that in two years of sexual activity I still hadn't learned.  After
my baby was born and I became fertile again, I purposely stopped having sex
with Freddy and Grandpa so I could ensure that the father of my third baby
was my own father.  He and Mom were very touched when they learned that I
was expecting his baby.

When I was well into my third pregnancy things heated up with a boy I knew
from classes.  He and I had been friends for a long time, but we had never
become intimate, probably because we had always been having sex with people
from our own families and the pressure wasn't there.  But as we grew older
we had become closer, and so we were each other's "first" - first
relationship, and first time with someone who was not a family member.  Sex
with him was special because we taught each other about love between a male
and a female, and our love making was often playful and fun.  He was the
father of my fourth baby.  We didn't stay together forever - we were too
young  - but we are still friends to this day.  I am reminded of my special
time with him every time I look at the fine son that he gave me.

Baby number five was fathered by my next younger brother, Tan.  I was Tan's
first time having sex ever.  He was so nervous when he approached me, he
mumbled that he had never done it yet, but he really wanted to.  I did my
best to gently initiate him to sex, to teach him all he needed to know about
satisfying love making... at least I tried!  Young boys are unbelievably
horny, and Tan had a lot of pent up sexual energy.  If I thought Fred was
fast, it was nothing compared to what Tan could do.  Still, it was good sex,
and I knew from fucking my father and grandfather that he would improve with
age and experience.

Mr. Lewis, a teacher at my school, had become very important to me.  He
taught all my favorite classes, and he was the adviser for the career path I
wanted to go into - finance, auditing, and accounting.  Mr. Lewis was the
first time I had had a strong 'crush' on someone, the first time I had to
approach a man to ask for sex.  I was six months pregnant with Tan's baby,
and so afraid he wouldn't find me sexy.  I took the advice of my best
friend, Cara, on how to approach him.  I dressed up in a sexy little skirt
and did my best to look good.  Then I met him in his office just as his
hours were closing.  "Mr. Lewis," I said, "I want to say first I will always
admire you, no matter what... that being said, I want to tell you... you
make me very hot."

Turns out I was worried about nothing!  Mr. Lewis groaned and started
kissing me.
"I've wanted you for ages - so sweet, so smart" he told me.  He picked me up
and sat me on his desk, ripped off my panties, and hiked up my skirt so my
wet pussy was exposed.  He thumbed my clit and slit for a few seconds, and
then pulled up my top, showing my swollen belly and full breasts.  "You are
so incredibly sexy like this," he told me, admiring my pregnant body.  Mr.
Lewis started sucking on my tits, stimulating my nipples with his tongue.
He unbuttoned his pants to free his hard cock and started fucking me.  I was
so turned on and excited that my favorite teacher wanted me, I came almost
immediately.  Mr. Lewis must have felt the same way because it wasn't long
before he shouted and filled me with his hot semen.

Mr. Lewis had his own family and was quite busy, so we only got in a few
fucks a week.  I always looked forward to our sessions at the end of his
office hours.  We would normally fuck hard once, then we would make out for
a bit, then I would blow him until he got hard again, then we would have a
good long bout of love making.  When it came time for me to conceive again,
I talked to Mr. Lewis first - he already had children by several women.  Mr.
Lewis told me he would love to make a baby with me, but would not be able to
be involved in the child's life.  I could easily accept that, and so during
the weeks when I would conceive, Mr. Lewis and I arranged to fuck every
day.  That's how I had my sixth baby!

Now I was happily fucking four men fairly regularly:  Mr. Lewis, my brothers
Tan and Fred, Dad, and Grandpa.  A lot of guys tried to get into my pants,
but I found I could only enjoy sex with men that I knew and cared about.
Not that I blame them for trying; a lot of women choose to get pregnant
through random sex.  A fifth man that I occasionally made love to was my
uncle Tad, who had a traveling job and visited us when he was in our area.
I had first fucked Tad when I was sixteen, and screwing him has always been
a treat.  I especially liked the noises he makes when he's enjoying himself
- he grunts as he is getting close, and makes a low groan when coming.  I
really get off on this, knowing how good I make him feel.

I was nineteen years old and it was time for baby seven, and I wasn't sure
how to handle this fertile cycle - do I just keep fucking everyone, and let
chance determine which of my lovers would be the father? or do I choose one
specifically again, and if so, how do I choose?

Problem solved when Tad came to town!  He glowed when I shyly informed him
that I was coming into my fertility and didn't have a specific father
chosen.  Tad stayed with us a few extra days, shooting me full of his hot
baby making sperm for seven days of my fertile cycle.  He whispered in my
ear how glad he was to knock me up, how hot I would look with his baby
growing in my belly.  I agreed, and conceived his child.

I had a good group of friends at my new university, a mixture of girls and
guys.  I wasn't fucking the guys because they hadn't tried particularly hard
to get me, and I was happily being fucked by my family at home.  One day my
best friend Cara mentioned to me, "I'm so sticky!  I fucked Lew earlier
today, and he comes so much it makes an enormous mess.  I'll have to go home
and change." I was intrigued.
"Lew makes a lot of cum?" I questioned.
"Oh yes, Lew has quite the reputation on campus and I've found it's true -
Lew has an enormous cock and balls, and his cum load is extraordinary.  All
the girls want to screw him."  Well this I had to see!

And so one night I confessed to Lew that I found him attractive and likable,
but furthermore I had heard tales of his sexual prowess and was dying of
curiosity.  Lew told me he felt his sexual skills were vastly over rated,
and he tried to be selective about the girls he fucked, but that I was a
good friend and he always thought I was attractive as well.  He would be
glad to fuck me if I wanted.

We went to his rooms, put on some sexy music, and spent some time talking
and kissing.  As things got a little hotter we started feeling each other
up, and to my shock I came across what felt like a log in his pants.  I
peeled down his pants and was astonished.  Lew had the biggest dick I had
ever seen, and he wasn't even fully hard yet.  I began to taste it, trying
to take as much of it as I could in my mouth.  Lew groaned, and his rod soon
became fully erect - about 11 inches long -  with my experienced oral
skills.  "You're amazing, Lew," I told him, "I'd love to give this thing a
ride."
"Please," he replied, "you've got me so turned on!"

I sat on his huge cock and couldn't believe how full he made me feel - it
was like being a tight young virgin with Grandpa again!  I happily pleasured
myself with his erection, making moans of joy as my orgasm approached.  As
he rubbed my nipples, I came - and the contractions my pussy made caused him
to come too.  Lew forced himself even deeper than before and and delivered
his load of sperm right up against my womb.  I could feel every spurt, and
it seemed like he spurted for over a minute.  The girls were right - Lew had
a massive cum load.  When I lifted off of him, a stream of thick white cream
spilled out of me, and I knew even more was swimming around my womb.  Lew
and I agreed that we were very good together, and we began screwing a few
nights a week.

I found out that Lew had had a very different life than mine.  Raised in a
creche, he had no family of his own, and he wasn't even aware if he'd
fathered any children.  I couldn't believe that no one had chosen him as a
father yet.  "You'll be the father of my next baby," I told him, and Lew
said he was honored.  When it came time for baby number eight, I temporarily
moved in with Lew and we went at it morning, noon, and night.  I loved the
squishy feeling of Lew's generous cumload dripping out of my pussy as I went
about my daily business, and sure enough he knocked me up good and hard -
this time I conceived twins!

Lew and I wanted a lot of the same things out of life, especially settling
down with a partner and raising a family, and for a while we both thought
that we would become life partners.  It became clear, however, that while we
were good friends and great lovers, we didn't have what it took to meet each
other's needs as a couple.  When I was three months pregnant with his baby
Lew and I agreed to go back to being "fuck buddies".  I knew Lew would make
a great partner to the right girl and would have the family he always
wanted.  Lew said the same thing about me, but I began to fear that it
wasn't out there.

I only had about a year left of my advanced education and then I would be on
my own, obliged by the colony's rules to work for a living.  Others in my
group began to settle their lives, finding jobs and living situations in
other cities and territories.  Some even found partners to commit to.  Lew
met a girl, and seeing how happy he was I knew he had done the right thing.
My best friend Cara had been going on about how great her guy was for
awhile, and she was elated when she formally partnered with him.  "You have
to try fucking Jon," she kept saying, "It's absolutely the best sex ever.
I'm always going to be knocked up first fertile cycle because I'm always
going to be screwing him."

I was curious about what guy could be so great, that Cara could be so
happy.  I hung out with Jon and Cara a few times, and I did like Jon.  He
was attractive, funny, nice... and it was plain that he and Cara were very
good together.  But I couldn't pick up on what made him so super special to
her.  Cara had always been harping on about how good the screwing was, so I
figured that must be it.  One night she and I had been drinking, and she
finally said, "I know.  You fuck Jon with me, then you'll see what I mean."
Jon was a little hesitant but he agreed.

The three of us undressed and Cara and Jon started kissing.  This was the
first time I'd ever been in a threesome, and the first time I'd ever been
with a women.  It wasn't that I disliked women, but I always figured that my
pleasure comes from a guy's big cock and his sticky cum, and a women can't
provide that for me.  Watching Cara and Jon was hot!  I'd always loved Cara,
and watching Jon ram her, watching them both cum, turned me on big time.
Jon cried out as he came and rolled off her, and Cara looked dazed and
happy.  I started kissing Cara, caressing her breasts and fingering the wet
mess Jon made between Cara's thighs.  Jon looked on in amazement and when he
was hard again, he asked if he could try me.  I bent over, and Jon came
between my legs and fucked me.  Sex with Jon was good, and I came, but he
didn't seem any more amazing than any else I had been with.

So we tried again.  I slept with Jon, I slept with Cara, but mostly I slept
with Jon and Cara together, I thought that was the hottest.  I really liked
Jon so when my next fertile time came around, I didn't sleep with any one
else... and he fathered my next baby.

That was my last year in school.  I gave birth just as I was wrapping up,
and I left my baby at Mom and Dads.  They told me that would have to be the
last one, the house was already bursting with my children, my moms children,
and the children my little sister started having.  As I had graduated, I was
reassigned to a new settlement far away from where I had grown up.

I was pretty daunted by my first job and first time on my own.  I worked
really hard in the office I was assigned to, partly because it was exciting
and challenging but also partly to distract me.  All my life I had been
surrounded by men I trusted and loved to have sex with, but now I had no
one.  I was getting horny but I couldn't quite bring myself to start fucking
guys casually like so many women do.  My next fertile cycle was about to
begin, and I was obliged to fuck someone, or be inseminated.  I considered
heading home to be impregnated by one of my previous familiar lovers, but I
couldn't get the time off of work.

I was tired, stressed, horny, and lonely the night before my cycle began and
I was having trouble getting into my new apartment.  "Need some help?" asked
my neighbor Jay, coming up behind me.  I'd met Jay before, we had shared
dinner a few times, and he often greeted me.
"I can't get into my apartment, and I'm kind of on the edge" I replied.
Jay took the electronic key from my hand and swiped the reader again.  "You
gotta angle these just right" he said as he opened my door.  "Why don't you
come to my place to relax, I've just made a meal and we can share it."  I
didn't want to cook and I agreed.

While at Jays I did start to relax.  Jay had always been good company, and
something about him made me feel good, put me in a better mood.  Jay was
easy to talk to as well, and I confessed that I was coming into my fertile
time and I hadn't had a good screw in a few months.  Then I had an idea -
why not ask Jay to fuck me?  "I'd be very honored," he said seriously, and
he lead me to his bedroom.

We laid down and started kissing, and something felt different.  I wanted
him very badly, he turned me on incredibly.  I told myself it must be
because I'd been so long without a man.  Jay kissed my breasts, gently
touched my pussy.  "Such a pretty pussy" he said, and began to kiss it.  He
kept kissing it, tonguing my cunt and teasing my clit until I came.  I
arched my hips and gasped, and gushed juice.  Jay sat up, and the sight of
his large erection sparked a hunger in me.  "Are you sure about this?" he
asked, positioning himself between my thighs.
"Fuck me, give me your baby" I gasped as he thrust his hard cock in me.
"Yah, pretty girl, I'm going to bang you so hard.  You'll look even better
with my baby growing in your stomach." I started to scream with pleasure as
Jay fucked me.  He looked so good, felt so good.  I came again and again,
and Jay came violently as well.  I thought I was fucked out, but a short
time later Jay mounted me and took me from behind.

We fucked like animals over the next few weeks.  At first I thought my need
for him came from the fact that I had been so long without a man, but
frequent mind blowing sex did not quench my thirst, I kept wanting him.  At
the end of my fertility cycle I proved to be pregnant.  Jay was very proud,
but I began to brood a bit.  This baby I would have to make arrangements
for, to be either raised in a creche, or to be raised by myself.  Of course
Jay knew something was bothering me, and he quickly guessed its cause.

"I didn't know how to bring this up to you," he said carefully one night as
he held me, "But I want.... I'd like you to keep the baby, and to raise the
baby with me."
"Jay, what are you saying?" I said, shocked.
"I'm saying I love you, Marie, that I love you and want to live with you
forever.  I want to be the father of all your babies, and to love the
babies.  I know I don't have much to offer, but what we have is so good, I
can't give you up."
"Jon!" I exclaimed, kissing him.  I felt like I was dreaming.  "Jon, I love
you too!  I have been with many men, loved many men, but I've never felt
this way about or with anyone else."
"Then we'll partner, Marie, and raise our family.  I'm so happy!"

And so it was.  It was at our partnering celebration at my parents homestead
that I had a chance to look at all my children - ten so far from nine
pregnancies, and baby eleven was on the way.  Each reminded me of their
father, each a living proof of love.  I smiled as I considered how excited
Jay would be when I told him the stories of how I got pregnant ten times -
we would be busy tonight.

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Like what I've written?  This is the first story I've ever finished, but
I've got a few started and ideas for more.  What do you think? What do you
like best?  Please let me know by emailing aurora.skys.fiction@gmail.com !
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