Breeding

Be cautious. This story is fictional.

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It's 9:00 pm. Steve had to work late for real this time, but his 
wife was out-of-town with their 13-year-old daughter visiting 
Jill's sick mother. Steve really liked his mother-in-law. She loved 
her grandchildren and had done a lot to help Steve and Jill when 
they first got married.

Stephen, Jr., was at home, but he was fully capable of taking care 
of himself. He had been begging his parents for a car since he 
turned 16 almost a month ago. Steve really didn't know how he would 
be able to afford another car. He felt horribly about disappointing 
Stephen. He'd just have to wait and see what he could come up with.

This part of town wasn't unfamiliar to Steve. He had been through 
here a couple other times. It was beginning to sprinkle, and 
lightning was flashing in the distance. He would have to hurry and 
pick before everyone went home.

He saw the pretty blonde up ahead. The tight top really expressed 
the size of her boobs. As he pulled to a stop beside her and 
lowered the passenger side window, he could see her pert nipples 
through the tight fabric.

"Looks like we're heading in for a nice storm?"

"Don't you just love thunderstorms? They make me want to cuddle, 
and I feel all cozy inside."

"Hop in," Steve said as he unlocked the door.

Jill just wasn't adventerous anymore. He loved her with all his 
heart and never wished to hurt her. This sense of adventure 
overtook him sometimes.  He needed something different. Jill was 
still very sexy. Even after two children and a miscarriage, her 
pussy was still as tight as when they met. And it tasted really 
good. Steve loved eating her out after blowing his load inside her. 
Even with ocassional sex on the side, he still needed it enough 
where Jill wouldn't notice a lack of interest in her.

Steve closed the motel room door behind him. He handed Veronica 
fifty dollars, and she went into the bathroom and closed the door. 
Steve began removing his clothes. His cock was rock hard. Sometimes 
Steve was a bit disappointed (like most men, he was sure) that his 
dick was about average. The thickness was normal, too, but the head 
flaired out from the shaft. He had been circumcised with a tight 
cut. He was glad he was cut, and he and Jill had had Stephen, Jr., 
circumcised also. He was proud, for the most part, of his balls. 
Here, he had been gifted. They were thick, well above average, and 
hung down far. He had wondered, though, if he didn't have such 
large balls if his dick would look bigger.

Veronica came out of the bathroom. A little pearl of moisture 
slipped out of Steve's cock slit and beaded there on the end of his 
dick. As Veronica lowered herself on her knees, the little bead of 
moisture became a long string slowly inching it's way to the 
carpet. Veronica's tongue intercepted, and Steve was engulfed by a 
warm, moist tunnel of ecstasy. Veronica specialized in talents of 
the tongue.

Steve fucked her for all he was worth. Her canal was so tight and 
warm. The bedcovers were strewn on the floor around the bed, and 
perspiration coated their bodies even though the air conditioning 
was on high. Steve clutched her tightly and let his seed loose 
inside her depths. Squirt after squirt he gave up to her.

His balls now empty, and his erection slowly subsiding, he lay on 
top of her warm, wet body with her still enveloping his cock. As he 
bathed in the bliss, he felt a pleasant, tingling sensation inside 
his dick. It felt like something long and thin was crawling up his 
piss chute. Then, it was gone.

"Dad, I'm going over to Chuck's to stay tonight," Stephen said as 
his father came through the door.

As Steve closed the door, he responded, "Dad, may I please go to 
Chuck's and stay tonight?"

"Oh, come on, Dad. It's Friday night."

"It's almost 11:00, Stephen," Steve, Sr., responded.

"I'll be back before noon tomorrow. Thanks, dad," Stephen said as 
he shut the front door behind him.

Steve went to his and Jill's room. He stripped down to his 
underwear. He ran his hand into the front of his briefs and felt 
his relaxed penis and scrotum. He didn't have to worry about 
washing the sex off him tonight. He removed his hand and raised it 
to his face to smell Veronica's tandy odor. His own musky fragrance 
was mixed in.

Steve laid back in his favorite recliner in front of the T.V. and 
switched it to the Superstation. A blonde bimbo was running down 
the deserted street apparently trying to escape an attacker. 
There's one dilapidated, old mansion on a hill with lightning 
attacking the spires and bats flying out the attic windows. She 
runs to this. Steve chuckled.

A crash of thunder woke Steve, and he bolted up. He was sweating 
and his throat and mouth were very dry. He looked at an infomercial 
on the screen and began to stand up. A powerful pain racked him in 
his nuts, and he doubled over.

Steve grabbed his balls as he fell forward. He laid on the floor 
clutching his swollen nuts and rolling around in intense pain. "Oh, 
my God! What's wrong with my balls?" It felt like something was 
eating his nuts.

Steve pulled his balls out of his briefs. He couldn't believe his 
eyes. Something was inside his sack moving around. It was eating 
his balls to make room. He held his distended scrotum and began to 
scream. His penis twisted upward like it was looking at him. It was 
moving of it's own accord from side to side and up and down and 
even bending like it was taking a good look around. Steve screamed 
again and blacked out.

Stephen came home. "Dad, you here?" It was a little past 1:00 pm on 
Saturday, and though he told his dad he would be back before noon, 
he couldn't imagine his dad would be pissed for him being an hour 
or so late.

Steve didn't answer. Stephen made his way down the hall to his 
room. His parents' bedroom door was open, and as he passed, he saw 
his dad lying on his back on top of his bedsheets.

As Stephen returned up the hall toward the bathroom, he got a 
better look at his dad lying on the bed. He was only wearing 
underwear, and Stephen noticed the enormous package filling the 
front of his dad's briefs. Wow, he thought, dad's well-hung.

Stephen went into the bathroom and began brushing his teeth. After 
rinsing, he was startled to see his dad standing in the doorway 
wearing only his underwear. His dad had a blank expression and this 
was freaking Stephen out.

"You're not mad at me, are you?" Stephen asked.

Stephen brushed past his dad to head back to his room. "I'm sorry 
I'm a little late. We slept in. Looks like you did, too."

Stephen went in his room to get his favorite kind of shampoo. He 
wouldn't keep it in the bathroom, because his sister would use it. 
As he came back out, his dad was no longer in the hall. "Where'd 
you go?" No answer.

He went into the bathroom and closed the door. He pulled his shorts 
off. He looked at his average cock with big, low-hanging balls. Not 
like Dad, he thought, but maybe I'll grow some more.

He reached behind the shower curtain to turn the water on. As it 
warmed up, he stepped under the spray. When he turned around, his 
dad was standing in the tub, naked. His dad's dick was sticking out 
and jumping around and twisting. It looked like something was 
squirming in his sack. "What the fuck?" Stephen yelled.

Steve grabbed his son, pulled him up against his chest, and held 
his arms in a vice-like grip. Steve's piss hole opened wide and 
engulfed his son's dick right down to the pubic hair. Stephen 
struggled. Steve held fast. Father and son were locked in a stare, 
and Stephen's mind was blank.

A pleasant sensation began building in father and son. They were 
both overwhelmed. Stephen began ejaculating inside his father's 
dick. As he passed out, it felt as if something was crawling inside 
his dick.

Stephen awoke in his dad's bed sweating, and his nuts hurt like 
hell. He began crying. Steve put a wet wash cloth on his son's 
forehead. "Don't be afraid, son. The pain will soon pass," Steve 
said as Stephen began screaming.

On Sunday, Jill and Jessie returned.

"How's grandma, Jessica?" Steve asked.

"She's doing better," Jessie responded as her dad hugged her mother 
and they began kissing.

"Did you guys eat?" Steve asked Jill.

"No! We're hungry," Jessie answered for her mother.

That evening while watching T.V., Steve volunteered to get them all 
refills on their drinks. Stephen and Steve looked at each other as 
Steve headed off to the kitchen.

About 20 minutes later, Jill and Jessie were passed out in front of 
the T.V. Steve turned the television off, and he and Stephen pulled 
their pants and underwear down. Their engorged scrotums were 
writhing, and their cocks were twisting and turning.

"Are you sure your sister is having sex with boys already?" Steve 
asked his son.

"Yes," Stephen responded. "I know she had sex with Tommy."

"Tommy's only 14," Steve said.

"So?" Stephen responded.

Stephen pulled down his sister's pants and panties. As he spread 
her legs, his dad got down on his knees. Steve moved toward his 
daughter's vagina, and his penis snaked around through her light, 
downy bush. Stephen watched as his dad's penis penetrated his 
sister's hole. His dad remained still but for spasms through his 
entire body. It was pure bliss for Steve. He continued ejaculating 
into his daughter. Stephen's penis was watching.

A week later, Tommy knocked on Jessie's front door. Jessie and Jill 
were at the store. Steve answered the door, and Tommy came in. As 
Steve closed the door, Stephen came up behind his dad and all three 
pulled their pants and underwear down.

The aliens began communicating.