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Authors name: Homer Vargas (varga111@yahoo.com)
Story title : No Deposit, Return

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No Deposit, Return (M/F, cuck, preg, humor)
by Homer Vargas (varga111@yahoo.com)

***

I wish to acknowledge use of an altered scene from 
the hot story, "Ebony and Ivory Acres" by 
Stormbringer. The spirit of the story, however is 
much closer to the stories of CDE.


Arthur sat at Cynthia's side gripping her hand 
tightly. Across from them sat Cynthia's mother, 
Mable, and his own mother, Ruth. The two women 
regarded the nervous pair seriously. Ruth spoke 
first. "I suppose you know why Mable and I invited 
you two over, don't you?"

"Because it's our six-month anniversary?" Arthur 
offered, glancing shyly as his beautiful young wife.

"Well, yes, that's the occasion, darling, but not the 
real reason," Ruth smiled encouragingly. "We thought 
by now you two might have something you wanted to ... 
tell us." Both women leaned forward slightly. Mable 
was not smiling.

"Er, 'tell you,' mother?" Arthur asked.

"Of course, dear," she replied kindly. "You don't 
have to be shy with us. It's very normal for a young 
couple. We wanted to be the first to know."

"Know, uh ... what?" Arthur asked, glancing over at 
Cynthia who was biting her lip and clasping and 
unclasping her hands.

"She means have you knocked up my daughter yet!" 
Mable burst out in exasperation. "It was bad enough 
that she didn't have a nice bulging tummy for the 
wedding ceremony, though that was partly her fault," 
the scowling woman admitted. "But now six MONTHS have 
gone by, boy. Any normal man would have had her 
nursing one baby and be working in a second one for 
us by now!"

"Mother, please!" Cynthia interjected in defense of 
her cringing husband. "This is a very private matter 
between the two of us."

"Of course getting a baby fucked into you is private! 
I didn't ask to WATCH a man putting the first bun put 
in that cute little belly of yours, Cynthia, thought 
that would be sexy," her mother leered. "I'm just 
interested in results. You're almost eighteen, young 
woman. This is your most fertile time of life. You 
could be popping out grandchildren for me once a 
year. Remember what happened to your older sister. 
She didn't start until she was in almost twenty and 
now and is going almost two or more years between 
babies. At this rate, she'll barely reach a dozen and 
SHE has both her husband's brothers helping her."

"Excuse me, mother Dunn, but Cynthia is right. The 
timing and number of our children is something 
between just the two of us."

"Now Arthur, you can't really mean that. I'm just as 
eager to see lots of grandchildren as Mable," Ruth 
interjected, "Although I might have expressed it a 
little differently," she said, looking over at Mable. 
"I naturally want you to keep Cynthia constantly 
pregnant for the next twenty years of so as much as 
Mable does."

"Yeah, what's wrong with you, anyway, shrimp? Are you 
shooting blanks?" Mable demanded. "I know she had the 
absurd idea of not having sex before the marriage, 
but what kind of boyfriend were you to take that 
shit? If all else failed, you should have gotten the 
silly filly drunk one night and slipped a baby in 
her. I swear, I can't figure out youngsters 
nowadays!"

"Arthur! Is that true?" Ruth asked. "You asked a girl 
to marry you without at least fucking her. Suppose 
you are inadequate? I made that mistake with your 
father. I'd certainly hate to think that my son could 
do that to another woman!"

Arthur was stunned to see his soft-spoken mother so 
animated. Mable continued.

"Well, that's water over the dam, but what about now? 
You've been fucking my daughter for six months. A 
little minx like her, I guess she must be wanting it, 
what? Three times a day, more on weekend, I guess? 
You fill her hot little cunt, say, twice each session 
..." Mable was lost in her mental calculation. "Load 
for an average man is three ounces." She cast a 
disparaging glance at her son-in-law. "Say, one ounce 
for YOU ... makes ...<mumble mumble> ... over eight 
gallons of spunk you've pumped into my little girl! 
That's enough to give her a swollen belly right 
there."

"Mother," Cynthia exclaimed. "You've got it all 
wrong. We don't do it quite that often."

"What? The bastard fucks you fewer than tree time a 
day? What kind of undersexed wimp did you marry, 
anyway, honey?"

"Well, it's not all Arthur's fault. I don't think it 
is proper to, you know, just RUT it all the time like 
animals."

"Shit, girl. I knew I should never have let you hang 
out with that crazy church crowd. And you?"

Mable turned on Arthur with fire in her eyes "You put 
up with that kind of frigidity? What kind of man 
doesn't fuck a wife just because she says she doesn't 
want to? A real man would take her and paw her until 
the little bitch was crying for it. You ought to be 
fucking the shit out of my girl several times a day. 
After a few times, she'd have begged you for it. 
That's what Leroy did to me."

"Don't feel bad, Cynthia, dear," Ruth interjected, 
trying to be sympathetic to the distraught young 
woman. "I felt the same way before I met Jethro. But 
once you get a taste of hard nasty sex, you just 
can't get enough.

"Jethro?" Arthur asked.

Ruth looked a little pained. "He's the little brother 
of Mable's friend, Leroy."

"Leroy?" Cynthia asked.

"Don't play games, Cynthia! You know I've had a big 
black stud screwing my brains out every night since 
your father passed on."

"Since before you fucked him to death you mean," the 
daughter replied bitterly. "You should have known not 
to make daddy have sex with you as soon as he got 
home from a triple bypass, especially a half-hour 
doggie fuck!"

"He died a happy man, Cynthia. The undertaker 
couldn't get the grin off his face. And you've never 
complained about the millions in insurance money he 
left us. Besides, I was only doing what I had to do. 
Lord, girl, your father had been in and out of the 
hospital for weeks! If Leroy hadn't been working as 
an orderly in the intensive care unit, I don't know 
what I'd have done. Now there's a man," Mable smiled 
for the first time. "I'll guarantee you, Leroy would 
have you knocked up higher than a kite by now."

"I'm not a shameless hussy like you, Mother, bearing 
a little black 'posthumous' child eight moths after 
Daddy died! How can you even think about me being 
unfaithful to my darling Arthur."

"Don't tell me YOU don't!"

"Of course I don't!" Cynthia protested.

"Then who ARE you thinking about when you have this 
buried in your twat, you horny little bitch?" her 
mother asked triumphantly and pulled out a huge black 
dildo.

"Where did you find ... er, what do you mean, 
Mother?"

"I took it from the second drawer of your night stand 
when I came to see you yesterday, the same drawer 
you've kept it since you were 13, Cynthia. That was 
the reason I was never too worried about you running 
around with those religious nuts, promising to remain 
a virgin and all that nonsense. I knew that every 
night you were sneaking back into your room fucking 
yourself silly with Junior here. I could hear you 
writhing in ecstasy and moaning 'Fuck me, you big 
black bastard, fuck me pregnant.'"

"Cynthia!" Albert exclaimed in shock. "You were ... 
touching yourself, even when we were dating?"

"Of course she was, dear," Ruth put in. "All women 
have to masturbate. Don't think badly of her, or of 
yourself. Very few men can give women all the hard-
pounding sex we require. Even if you did her several 
times a day, a healthy young woman like Cynthia would 
still need lots of sex toys to keep her mental 
equilibrium. Without six or seven good gut-wrenching 
orgasms a day, we become bitchy and hysterical. I 
certainly was, even though I was spending several 
hours a day coming with my vibrator. Until Mable 
introduced me to Jethro, that is." Ruth smiled 
gratefully at her friend.

"Hell, no, I don't blame her," Mable added. 
"Especially since this wimp isn't exercising his 
marital rights. I just blame her for settling for an 
artificial fuck stick that can no more put a baby in 
that belly than her useless husband."

Mable glared at Arthur, daring him to speak and saw 
that Cynthia was too embarrassed to say anything. She 
regarded Ruth with more affection. "Don't mean no 
harm, Ruth, Honey, but you've got to admit, we've 
given him a fair chance. I think it's time we follow 
through on what we agreed with Cynthia before the 
wedding."

"Cynthia? Mother Dunn? What are you talking about?" 
Arthur asked nervously.

"Do you want to tell him, Cynthia, or do you want me 
to?" Mable asked.

The young woman just hung her head, so her mother 
barreled ahead. "It's this way, buster. I told Ruth 
when you asked my Cynthia to marry you, I didn't 
think it would work out. Sizing you up, I could tell 
you take after your daddy too much. Why look at your 
mother; she's got the hips and the tits to pop babies 
out every year. And how many did her dippy husband 
give her? One! And a sorry one at that, if I do say 
so!" Mable glared at her son-in-law.

"Mother Dunn! Besides being a vulgar butinsky, you 
are totally wrong to impugn my father's virility. 
Don't you know? I have EIGHT little brothers and 
sisters!" Arthur shot back, looking proudly at his 
mother, glad at last to have a come back to his 
intrusive mother-in-law.

"Now, Arthur, darling, don't be hasty," Ruth said. 
"It's more complicated. After it took your father 
almost two years to get me pregnant with you, I was 
pretty desperate. I had to make up for lost time 
because I wanted babies, lots more babies. 
Unfortunately, your father really wasn't up to it, so 
I turned to his boss and friends and several men I 
picked up in night clubs for help."

"Haven't you ever noticed that none of the younger 
ones look like your daddy?" Mable sniffed. "One is 
obviously a Spick and if your little sister got those 
slant eyes from your daddy, I'm a Chinaman's uncle. 
And looks like you are worse than he. Not able to 
make even one baby!" Mable growled. "So I'm taking 
her back, Ruth, just like I said."

"What do you mean? You can't 'take me back,'" Cynthia 
protested. "I'm staying with my Arthur."

"And let me turn forty-five without seeing a 
grandchild from my youngest daughter? No way! The 
little wimp had his chance. You can stay married to 
him if you want to, but I'm turning your breeding 
over to a real man."

"What is all this about, Mother?" Arthur demanded.

"I'm afraid it's true, darling. What she demanded 
seemed only fair. I had to admit that I shared some 
of Mable's, er, concerns about you. I remembered when 
you were growing up and I walked around in her house 
showing off for you half naked, all you did was look. 
Even when I started coming into your room to give you 
a goodnight kiss with my boobs hanging out, you never 
pulled me into bed with you and played with my pussy 
until I was crazy and fucked the shit out of me. Your 
erections were so puny when I shot you beavers of my 
shaved pussy, I was sick with worry. Eventually I 
realized you were never going to come into my room at 
night and fuck me when you though I was asleep and 
make me pregnant like a normal teen-age boy. But you 
were mixed up with that church crowd at the time. I 
tried to convince myself it was all those crazy 
notions about incest being a sin."

"But ... but it IS a sin" Arthur sputtered.

"Of course it's a sin to fuck your mamma and come in 
her and knock her up with your own little brother or 
sister," Mable exploded. "But to any NORMAL boy, 
that's half the fun, sliding your prick inside her 
loose, hairy cunt and unloading a charge of jism that 
will put another baby in her. When Ruth admitted she 
had never been able to seduce you, my worst fears 
were confirmed. I knew you just didn't have the 
powerful wild urges to fuck that any healthy woman, 
especially a potential little baby-factory like my 
Cynthia, is entitled to. Your mother had to agree."

"Agree to what, Mother?" Arthur asked fearfully.

"Agree to take you back if you didn't succeed in 
making Cynthia pregnant within six months of the 
wedding, dear," Ruth answered.

"And I get Cynthia back to let a real man take over 
the job of putting babies in her tight little belly," 
Mable continued triumphantly.

"Didn't you hear me, mother. I absolutely refuse to 
let any man except Arthur to make love to me," her 
daughter exclaimed.

"Who said anything about having anyone make love, you 
silly bitch? Luv, schmuv! What you need is a big cock 
deep in your pussy fucking you silly and pumping you 
full its baby-making seed. Once you've got a baby in 
you with a big round tummy and ballooning boobs and 
all you want to do is sleep and play with yourself 
and get laid, you'll be in love with the man that got 
you that way."

"You heard her, Mother Dunn!" Arthur said with 
relief. "Your disgusting 'agreement' won't work. My 
Cynthia is totally faithful to me."

"Oh yeah? We'll see how faithful she is once she 
meets the prong this was modeled after!" Mable 
replied brandishing the dildo with a smirk. "Leroy!" 
the older woman shouted. "Come her, baby."

A huge black man clad only in athletic shoes and 
shorts walked in and stood by Mable. He was still 
panting slightly from working out and a sheen of 
perspiration shown on the hardest set of abs, delts, 
and pects that Arthur had ever seen. Cynthia's mouth 
dropped open.

"How's you be, Miz Mable?" he asked, leaning down to 
let the older woman plant a wet, sizzling kiss on his 
dark thick lips.

"Horny as a skunk, you no account bastard. What do 
you mean leaving me hanging like yo did this morning, 
Leroy. I was just getting warmed up when you played 
out on me," she replied accusingly.

"I's sorry, Miz Mable, but we'd a been a fuckin' for 
almost two hours and I done cum in you three times. I 
jes couldn't get it up no mo' right then."

"Not good enough, Leroy! I'm going to supervise your 
taking the steroids myself. And you'll have you spend 
more time in the gym to improve your stamina."

"I's sorry, I does sometimes fergets to take all 
those pills you give me, but I's already workin' out 
six hours a day."

"You'll have to do better, but I think you'll do for 
the little chore I have for you." Mable slipped her 
hand inside Leroy's shorts. "Oh, yeah! You'll do very 
well."

"What's I got to do Miz Mable? I's still a little 
tuckered from this morning."

"It's easy, Leroy. I want you to impregnate my 
daughter," she said pointing.

"Im-preg-nate?" the big man looked down uncertainly. 
"Oh, yo' means to fuck her and give her a big belly," 
he brightened. Then he looked over at Cynthia and his 
face fell again. "That little girl?" Leroy sneered. 
"Why she ain't hardly got no meat on those bones. 
Purdy good tits, though," he admitted, taking a 
closer look.

"She'll start looking like a woman once you've put a 
few babies in her, Leroy. How soon do you think you 
can have her pregnant for me?"

Leroy walked over to Cynthia who was looking up at 
the bulge in his pants. "Depends. You ain't been 
taking no birthin' control pill, has you?" he 
demanded of the cowering girl?"

Cynthia just shook her head.

"Whenja have your last period?"

"Uh, ... about two weeks ago," she whispered.

"Dat's good. Prob'ly today. Lemme check to be sure. 
Spread yo' legs, girl!"

Arthur jumped to his feet. "Now see here, Mr. Leroy, 
I will not have you <thwack>

The back of Leroy's hand sent the young husband 
reeling back where he collapsed at his mother's feet. 
"Shuddup, whiteboy! You don't know nuthin' 'bout 
breedin' no woman. I's gotta check if she's ready to 
make a me baby." He turned his attention back to 
Cynthia who had dutifully hiked her skirt and opened 
her legs slightly.

"What the hell is this?" Leroy demanded, looking over 
at Arthur again with disdain. "You let your wife wear 
pantyhose? How you expect to expect to fuck a woman 
any time you feel like it, if she's got somethin' on 
her pussy getting' in the way of your cock? I don't 
even let my women panties, 'cept the ones with a 
hole."

Arthur, his mother tenderly stroking his battered 
face, said nothing. Cynthia tore her eyes momentarily 
from the big man's crotch and looked up to her mother 
for support. She received none.

"Cynthia! You make me ashamed: a daughter of mine 
hiding her pussy under layers of spandex! Dammit, 
girl, how do you get off with a nice long finger fuck 
when you need one, much less have the wimp eat your 
horny little twat every time you get the chance, if 
you keep your cunt covered up?"

"Mother Dunn," Arthur interjected, his head clearing 
from Leroy's vicious blow. "Cynthia would surely 
would never commit such a degrading act as allow man 
to place his MOUTH on ..."

Arthur was interrupted by a low moan coming from his 
wife. For Leroy, paying no mind to the intra-family 
dialog, had peeled off Cynthia's pantyhose AND 
panties, and was now beginning to lick the young 
woman's gushing slit methodically. Cynthia had fallen 
back on the couch in the space Arthur had vacated, 
her legs splayed, starting to twitch. Momentarily 
replacing his mouth with his fingers, Leroy grinned 
up at the dazed young woman. "Yo' sho' do likes 
getting' yo' pussy eat, doncha, Miz Cynthia? Yo' so 
wet, I's 'fraid I's gonna drowned in there."

"That's the way, Leroy, baby! Sex the little minx up 
'till she's crazy for a fucking," Mable exclaimed 
excitedly and she reached over and opened her 
daughter's blouse, quickly freeing the girl's still 
modest breasts from the bra.

Leroy grinned his thanks at Mable and fell back to 
work, his large black hand squeezing one breast, its 
fingers twirling her long nipple, while he took her 
other nipple into his mouth, biting it gently. 
Cynthia moaned again as her neglected body quickly 
began to respond to his touch.

Just when her nipples turned so sensitive, she 
couldn't take anymore, Leroy began kissing back down 
her belly. Cynthia's commitment to and even the 
memory of her marriage were rapidly melting in the 
heat of lust. Leroy's tongue slipped out and licked 
down into her pubic hair traveling towards the tip of 
her crotch. It slipped down the inside crease of her 
leg and the young wife found herself spreading her 
legs wider in anticipation. As he reached her thigh, 
Leroy ran his tongue over to her pussy and licked up 
her labia. Cynthia's eyes opened wide and her pussy 
spasmed. This was like nothing she had ever felt 
before.

Leroy wiggled his long hard tongue in and out of the 
folds of her pussy lips causing her to shake with 
pleasure. His skillful tongue was igniting a sexual 
fire she had never felt before. Something intense was 
building deep in her body.

Leroy lapped her slit several times and then worked a 
beefy finger into her that felt as big as her 
husband's penis. Unlike Arthur's penis, however, 
Leroy's finger knew what it was doing. He worked it 
deep inside the aroused young woman and began rubbing 
the tip around a spot deep in her pussy. Mindlessly, 
Cynthia began humping his finger as the fire within 
her grew until she thought she would die from 
pleasure. Just when she knew she couldn't take any 
more, Leroy administered the coup 'd grace. He ran 
his tongue over his finger and up her pussy. With one 
quick lick, his tongue twirled around her clit.

As Leroy's tongue touched the young wife's clit, her 
pussy clamped down around his finger and then 
ballooned up as she came. It felt like a series of 
bombs going off in her pussy and Cynthia screamed out 
her pleasure. This was her first time a man had ever 
made her come and Leroy was just getting started. He 
continued fingering her and licking around her clit 
until it hardened like a miniature penis. She had 
several smaller orgasms before the pressure built 
again and an even bigger climax overwhelmed her when 
he sucked her clit in his mouth. The last thing 
Cynthia remembered before passing out was Leroy's 
soaked face grinning up at her.

Arthur tried to stand, but he was still too dizzy and 
Ruth easily pulled him back down on the sofa beside 
her. "No honey, you'll just get hurt. Can't you see? 
He's breeding her. A man like that won't let anything 
stop him when he's about to plant a baby in a woman."

"But it's in my wife. I can't just watch!" the 
distraught husband cried.

"That's all you CAN do, wimp," Mable taunted. "Keep 
him out of this, Ruth."

"She's right, sweetie; I'm sure you'll learn that 
watching can be very exciting. Your father never 
comes so hard as when he sees Jethro between my legs, 
shooting me full of his jism. Now settle down and 
enjoy this."

"Mother, noooooo ..." Arthur's feeble protest was 
stifled as Ruth deftly slipped her hand into his 
pants and began massaging his cock.

"See baby, you little weenie is already getting hard 
knowing your sexy wife is about to get bred. I know 
it's frustrating to see your wife getting a big belly 
full of a superior man's baby. Let me make it better 
for you, honey." Ruth was beginning to work Arthur's 
half-hard miniature prick between her fingers.

Cynthia was struggling to regain her senses. She 
hadn't fully recovered from the intense orgasm when 
she felt Leroy's hands on her ankles pulling her legs 
far apart. Leroy was kneeling now, the tip of his 
cock moving in towards her pussy as she sat on the 
couch. "No, Leroy don't. I'm not protected!"

"I knows that, Miz Cynthia. That's why yo' pussy's 
drooling for my cock." He moved the tip back and 
forth along her slit causing her to writhe in 
pleasure. "Yo' know yo' want it."

"No! No! ...Ohhhh ... Yes!!!" she screamed as Leroy 
pushed down on his cock watching her pussy lips 
spread wide for him as they closed back up around the 
head. Cynthia groaned as Leroy worked the head in and 
out of her. "Feels good don't it?"

"Uh-huh," the young woman grunted in agreement.

"How about I give you another inch or two?" Cynthia 
just gurgled as Leroy pushed in another couple of 
inches. 

"God, you're so big," the woman gasped as the thick 
part under the head schlocked in.

"Gonna give you more'n the white boy ever did," Leroy 
sneered " slowly fucking her with the tip of his 
cock. "How big is d' wimp?"

"Uh ... Uh ...Dunno, ... three? ... four inches?" 
Cynthia panted as Leroy's cock slowly moved in and 
out of her.

"Po little thang," he said pushing another inch in. 
"Dis feel like yo' husband?"

"Oh, no! God, no. You're so much thicker, it feels 
... so much better."

"Cynthia! How can you say that" Arthur cried out.

"It must be true, Arthur," Ruth whispered as she 
continued fondling his sex. "Can't you see? Leroy has 
a magnificent cock, a pussy-reaming, woman-pleasing, 
sperm-shooting DONG. You just don't have much 
equipment down here for spewing hot jism deep in a 
woman's fertile cunt, Honey. Your little thing is 
just adorable, perfect for you and me to play with, 
but for making babies, Leroy's is much better," his 
mother explained gently.

Cynthia's almost constant wail of pleasure seemed to 
confirm Ruth's words as Leroy continued slowly 
fucking the young wife. Cynthia was raising her hips 
to meet his thrusts, slowly allowing more and more of 
the giant cock inside her. Mable grinned as she saw 
her daughter come yet again.

"Isn't Leroy wonderful, darling?" Mable exclaimed. 
"And he's still fucking you with only half his cock. 
Don't you want to feel the rest of it in you?"

"Oh, God! Yes! More, More" her daughter panted as 
Leroy's cock pushed deeper into virgin territory.

"God yo' tight, Miz Cynthia," groaned Leroy pushing 
about nine inches in. "Ain't yo' never been fucked 
before?"

"Not like you fuck her, Leroy baby," Mable remarked. 
"Give it to her good."

"Yes'am, Miz Mable," Leroy replied and resumed his 
rhythmic plowing of the spasming young wife.

"You do like his cock don't you, Cynthia?" Mable 
asked.

"Oh, yes, Mother. Oh, oh, oh ... yes!"

"Only black cocks get this big, Hun. Do you know what 
big black cocks do to little white pussies? It that 
what your want?"

"Yes, yes," she groaned, her belly undulating down 
towards her pussy as she came again. 

"Then tell him, darling. Tell him what you want him 
to do."

"Fuck me, Leroy. Please fuck me with your big black 
cock. Oh God, I'm coming...Ahhhiiiii."

Leroy pushed her legs back towards her head, sat up 
on his knees a little, pulled his hips back until 
just the tip of his cock was in her pussy, and then 
he lunged forward.

Cynthia thrashed in ecstasy as his entire cock 
plunged deep into her frothing pussy. He had to 
maintain a tight grip on her ankles as she writhed 
until she calmed down after a couple minutes. Arthur 
stared in disbelief as Leroy's huge fuck-hose had 
disappeared into his tiny wife's belly.

"Look!" Ruth said in admiration. "She took it all, 
honey, the very first time! You should be proud of 
Cynthia. Not many wives can take a huge prick like 
Leroy's so easily. I guess you had left her really 
needing a good fuck." Arthur's moans were not of 
admiration as he was torn between the anguish of 
seeing his wife fucked and the incredible pleasure of 
his mother's expert hand job.

When Leroy felt Cynthia's pussy relax, he slowly 
pulled his cock out and pushed it back in several 
times until she moaned and he increased his speed. 
The rutting white girl began pushing into him to meet 
his thrusts as Leroy picked up the tempo. Cynthia 
started screaming each time he buried it; she was 
coming every fifth stroke.

Suddenly, the orgasms ceased as Leroy's cock began to 
grow. It felt like a damn had blocked the flow, the 
pressure building up as he continued rapidly fucking 
her. He was sweating and his rhythm was starting to 
suffer as his orgasm approached.

"He's about to come," Mable hissed. "He's going to 
come in you and make your pregnant with his black 
bastard if you let him, Cynthia. Tell him if you want 
it!"

"Yes! Yes, Leroy! Cum in my pussy," Cynthia begged, 
not knowing what had come over her, desperately 
needing to cum one last time. "Pump me full of your 
fuck-juice. Give me your baby, Leroy; I want a real 
man's baby!"

The words of the delirious wife seemed to suck the 
cum right out of Leroy's balls. He bellowed as his 
sperm shot up his cock and sprayed her womb. The 
helpless woman shuddered as the damn broke and a 
giant orgasm took possession of her body. Leroy held 
his cock buried in her pussy as he blew four more 
wads of cum, bombarding her waiting egg with millions 
of sperm.

Simultaneously, Ruth gave her boy's little cock a 
definitive jerk and he began to come as well. 
Arthur's thin jism flowed out of his little hole in 
short, pathetic spurts as his mother gently squeezed 
and massaged his tiny penis. "Oh, that's so 
beautiful, Arthur!" his mother sighed. "You made a 
big mess in your pants at just the moment your wife 
was getting knocked up with her first black baby." 
Removing her hand from inside his messy shorts and 
giving him her fingers to suck, Ruth cradled the head 
of her defeated son to her bosom. "This is a special 
day!"

Arthur sobbed with passion and shame. "Oh, Mother, 
Mother what am I going to do?" he wailed.

"It's alright, sweetie pie. You're going home with me 
to let Mommy take good care of you. I'll talk to 
Jethro. I'm sure he will let you watch while he fucks 
me. Maybe he'll even let you clean up my cum-drenched 
pussy with your tongue after he has shot his cum in 
me, the way he lets your father." At these words a 
final twitch sent a last spurt of semen oozing from 
Arthur's limp little organ and he fell asleep.

Mable beamed at the sight of her fucked-out daughter, 
unconscious from the massive orgasm, her head lolling 
to one side and a silly grin on her face. Leroy 
started to pull out but his older lover placed a hand 
on his tight butt. "Hold it in there for a while 
longer stud until I get a pillow under her ass. Gotta 
keep all that baby-juice in where it will do us the 
most good. I want the little vixen to catch the first 
time. That way I won't have to give you time off to 
try again if this doesn't do it."

"What?" Ruth asked in surprise. "How can you be so 
cruel? Now that Cynthia's gotten a taste of what 
getting fucked by a real man is like, she can never 
be satisfied with Arthur's attempts at sex. You've 
got to let Leroy keep fucking her."

"Like Hell!" Mable replied. "I need all of that 
magnificent fuck machine I can get, especially now. 
Would you give be willing to share Jethro with her?"

"Well, of course not. Jethro can't quite keep up with 
me as it is, but she is YOUR daughter."

"But YOU'RE responsible for me having to use MY man 
to do the job YOUR useless son was incapable of 
doing."

"Now there's no reason to get bitchy," Ruth 
stiffened.

"Who are you calling a bitch, you overaged slut!" 
Mable spat back.

"Miz Mable! Miz Ruth!" Leroy exclaimed, at last 
pulling his long, slick member out of Cynthia's 
sperm-flooded pussy, alarmed at seeing the two 
friends argue. "It's OK. It's OK"

"It is NOT OK." Mable retorted. "I'm not sharing you 
with my little slut daughter even if she is pregnant. 
You know I need you more than ever, right now, Leroy, 
baby."

"I knows that, Miz Mable. M' little brother Jethro 
tol' me Miz Ruth is the same way. Since we's two got 
y'all gettin' big with babies again, y'all's wearin' 
us bof out, way y'all's needin' fuckin' all the time. 
But we's got another brother, name Darren. He jes 
twelve and his cock ain't more'n 'bout nine inches, 
but he still growin'. I reckon he could take care of 
Miz Cynthia. He done pregged up seven little girls in 
his sixth grade class, two of his married teachers, 
and the principal's wife."

Ruth and Mable fell silent and looked at Leroy in 
amazement; then both smiled.

"He sounds perfect," the pregnant grandmothers-to-be 
agreed in unison.

The End.

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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