squo;s brains right out of her head. At the moment, grunting out my hard thrust into Marie was part one of my plan.

            My wife, Tracy had consistently lied, snuck around, and cheated on me with several different me. From what I could tell, Tracy was not having affairs; she was just being a slut. I decided to check things out for myself following her around and watching her meet with one guy and then another. At first, I thought of confronting her and breaking off our marriage, but that would have only left me lonely and heartbroken. Tracy was still giving me great blowjobs and allowing me to fuck her doggie-style. Besides, Marie had a crush on me and I had showed her many favors. I started off with a hug, a kiss, and then got her naked and fucking her as hard as I could on my wife’s side of our bed.

            I continued the marathon fuck way passed the point where the pain had taken over Marie. I kissed her hard pushing my tongue into her mouth and whispered that I loved her over and over until she began to repeat it to me. I beckoned her to promise her pussy to me. I wanted Marie to fall completely in love with me, and I could feel it from her.

            I pulled my sopping cock out of her worn tight cunt and pushed it in her mouth. I cheered her on as she cleaned the sex completely from my cock. My cock was still straining. I took Marie into the master bathroom and got in the shower with her. I continued professing my love for her and kissed her while working my cock back in her tight cunt.

            I stayed on Marie until Tracy pulled up the driveway with Megan in her mini-van. I could see the love and lust in Marie’s eyes while she stared at me whenever she could without being detected.

            As usual, Megan demanded all the attention. I wasn’t put off by Megan’s spoilness. I decided to use it. I suggested that we rent a movie. I knew that Tracy would reject that idea, and that Megan constantly got on Marie’s last nerve. I let Megan beg me, pulling on my arm before I gave in. I wanted her begging me.

            “Can I drive?” Megan said pulling on my arm as I opened the driver’s door to my SUV.

            “You’ll have to sit in my lap,” I said.

            “I know,” she replied.

            Megan had on her favorite mini-skirt that Tracy swore that she would never let Megan wear. I assumed that it went like it always did with Megan. Megan argues and gets her way with Tracy. I stopped caring about a lot of things once I felt the love leave between me and Tracy.

            I adjusted my seat and Tracy climbed in my lap. We moved around a bit until Megan’s skirt was up and her little panty covered ass what sitting on my hard cock. That was good enough for me. I controlled the gas and breaks and allowed Megan to do all the steering. I did assist a little getting the SUV into a parking spot. As I expected, Megan didn’t know what she wanted. I was patient and let her pick and choose what she wanted. A few of the movies I knew Tracy would not approve of, but I really didn’t give a fuck what Tracy liked. Megan was happy for the moment and that was good enough.

            We got back in my SUV and I told her to hold herself up while I adjusted my dick for her to sit on. I was straight with my intensions and she didn’t protest at all. I pulled her down on it and rolled it against her butt-cheeks. “That feels real good,” I said. “Do you want to go get ice cream or anything?”

            “Can we go get me a new bra?” she asked.

            I knew that she and Tracy had been fighting over a larger bra for Megan. Megan wanted an extra padded one, but Tracy had refused. “Sure, do you want to get a thong too?” I asked knowing that it would get under Tracy’s skin.

            “Yeah,” Megan accepted.

            “Keep steady on the road,” I said moving my hands down to her hips. “Your butt feels real good on my dick. You keep making my dick feel good like this and you can get two bras.” I knew that it was a bribe. The way I looked at it was that I was paying the spoil brat for that ass.

            I had Megan to park away from other people, so I could hump her butt before we went into the store. As I humped Megan moved her ass with me. I moaned letting her know that I enjoyed the feel of her bottom.

            “Ok, let’s hurry up because I’d like to feel it again on the way home,” I said and opened the door.

            Her panties were wedged between her butt-cheeks which made my cock jerk. I made up my mind to address Megan as I would an adult. I asked her if she had seen me fucking Tracy. She said that she heard us. I told her that I could show her how good it feels if she wanted me too. She responded only to the sight of the bras that she wanted. There were three padded bras of the same style but different color with matching thongs. She began begging because it was more than we had agreed too.

            “Ok, you’ll just owe me a favor, okay?” I said.

            “Ok,” she agreed blindly I knew.

            When we got back to my SUV, she held herself up and waited for me to adjust me cock before she sat down on it. I told her that I wanted to be more than her step-dad. I told her that I wanted her to be my mistress, meaning that we would be lovers when we were alone like this. She agreed, but I knew that she didn’t care about anything other than she got what she wanted.

            I grind a little harder before letting her out the SUV when we got home. I knew that she would run to Tracy and rub her noise in the garments that I had bought for her.

            As soon as I walked in Tracy cut me a mean look. “Why did you buy these things for her after I already said that she would have to wait!” Tracy barked.

            “Hey, she sat her cute butt in my lap and batted her eyes….I was I going to resist that,” I chuckled musing over how pissed off Tracy was.

            I slipped in the bathroom with Marie and tongued kissed her firmly while squeezing her soft ass, and slipped back out without being detected. My cock was throbbing. I knew that I would have to molest Megan slowly before stretching her young pussy open with my big cock. I was confident that I would be fucking Tracy before we go to bed, but I wanted to get my cock in another piece of Tracy’s offspring.

            Lisa, the oldest of Tracy’s kids had a drug problem which she hid very well from Tracy, but I saw it. I figured that all I needed to do was to catch Lisa while she was high and her pussy was mine. As my luck went, Lisa wasn’t at home.

            The more I thought about what I was doing the deeper my plans for my revenge on Tracy became. I made up my mind to get her daughter’s pregnant. I would convenience her daughters to have their babies, and I would bare the responsibility of taking care of them. Having a child is something that I really wanted to have with Tracy.

            I openly flirted with Marie and Megan in front of Tracy knowing that she would only see it as me playing with her daughters.

By the time Tracy and I went to bed, I was about to pop. I fucked Tracy hard and shouted obscene things about her wanting to be a better piece of ass than her daughters. Tracy got off on the humiliation and it fueled me to no end.

nd hurt I sounded.  I was in tears and said her name in surprise that she was home.  She immediately rushed over to me and took me in her arms. 

I couldn’t see Ean but I imagined that he was scared to near death.  Squeezing me super tightly, she dragged me away from my brother.

“Get out of this house now,” she said in an incredibly scary voice towards him.

“No,” I yelled into her chest.  “I told him to do it.  I made him do it to me.  I made him from the start.”

“You be quiet.  You don’t need to defend him.  You’re only fourteen.”

“No,” I almost screamed as I pushed with all my capacity.  She gave way as if in shock.  “I started it all.  I begged him because I didn’t have any friends and he just lost his girlfriend.  I wanted to have sex with him before he even came home.  I did everything in my power to use his depression so he would use me as comfort and have sex with me.  Being a fourteen year old girl doesn’t make me stupid, it only makes me more persuasive.”  Surprisingly, mom let out a single laugh.

“Why are you crying then?” she asked.

“Because,” I said defensively.  “I wasn’t on birth control so I stopped having sex for two whole weeks with him but I couldn’t stand it anymore.  I begged him to rape me so I would feel less like I failed.”  I ended in a soft voice.  “Our safe word was elephant.”

In the most weird turn in the entire situation, mom smiled as if she was trying to hold back laughter.  Then she suddenly became serious again.

“And what about that last thing you said?” 

I had to think back to what she meant and then remembered splurging out my deepest fear while Ean was in mid orgasm.

“What last thing,” Ean asked coyly not sure whether he was allowed to speak.  Mom looked at him, then to me.

“We’ll talk about that in private,” she consoled.  Looking from my tear drying, embarrassed face to Ean’s probably scared shitless one, mom smiled again.  “I used to have an older brother too you know.  Although he wasn’t five years older,” she eyed at Ean.  “But I’ve had some time to think about it.”

I glared at my mom.

“You can’t expect me to not suspect something when I find my daughter’s clothes in a line leading to her brother’s bed the morning I come home from a business trip.  Then to see my little depressed Ean all of a sudden happy and kicking.  Not to mention on that exact same day, my daughter asks me to put her on birth control.”  I smiled at how naive I was while listening to her.

“What?!” Ean shouted.  That put a cringe on my face.  “You asked her then to just start you on it!?”  At that, my mom’s face contorted like she just got in trouble.  “You threw away my condom; you said you were on the pill, you told me to trust you!”

I stared intently down to the edge of his mattress completely ashamed.  I did tell him to trust me.  Trust was the ultimate thing with us and I betrayed that.  The more his words sank into my mind, the closer I got to tears.

“Everything is ok,” mom started in.  “Maeghan and I will go to the store right now and get the morning after pill.  She’ll start her birth control tomorrow and before you two do anything more, I’m going to have a proper talk to both of you about this.  Now get some clothes on.”

Mom stood up and left the room waving me to follow.  I crawled from the bed and walked a few steps behind her.  My body was shaking in fear and embarrassment as my vagina moaned in soreness.  Uncomfortably, as my mom turned around at the exit to lead me out, I had to press my hand between my legs to keep the leaking cum from dripping onto the carpet.

Walking from his doorway, I moved the two feet down to my own and turned into my room.  I quickly put my clothes on thinking about that morning after pill mom mentioned.  It had to be something to stop a baby.

Throwing a pair of socks on and scooting into my shoes, I walked out to my mom where we headed to her car.  It felt weird walking outside in the dark with my mom moments after having sex with my brother.  Quickly I got in the car and buckled up.

“Why are you home so early?” I asked just wanting to break the awkward silence.

“What’do you mean, it’s two-thirty.”

“You meant in the morning?” I asked in disbelief.  “Shouldn’t you have made a point to tell us that?”

“What, and miss the surprises on your faces when I popped in,” she smiled.  A short silence followed.

“Mom… are you really okay with me and Ean.  It really was all me and I really don’t want to stop.  He’s the only guy I’ll get for at least until I go to college.”

“Don’t talk like that.  Your body is yours and you should accept nothing less than the absolute best.  Don’t just give it to any guy that shows an interest in you.”

“I know that mom.  I spent fourteen years with Ean before I let him have me.”

“And you best wait fourteen years with any boyfriend before he’s proved himself worthy of you.”

“If I did that,” I said lightheartedly, “then I don’t think you’d ever get grandchildren from me.”  That was followed by an incredibly uncomfortable silence before she spoke again.

“When was your last period?”

“Same time as the last time you asked,” I said softly with discomfort.

“What’s that mean?”

“It’s the same one.  Five weeks ago.”  I gulped harshly.

“I guess we’ll be getting a pregnancy test too.”

All I could do was stare at the dashboard as it bubbled and waved through the gathering liquid in my eyes.  We pulled into a twenty-four hour convenience store.  The overly loud noise of me sucking the mucus back up my nostrils filled the silent car as the engine died.  Mom put her hand on my shoulder.

“I’m scared,” I cried through a bubble in my throat.  My mom unbuckled herself and me before pulling me into her chest.  “I told him to trust me,” I coughed into her shirt.  “I lied to him so many times just for myself and now this.  He’s never going to forgive me.  He’ll run away to college and never come back.”

“Shhhh, shhhhh, let’s not jump to conclusions,” mom said softly.

“You probably hate me now and school will be terrible.  I’ll lose my only friend too when her parents find out.”

“Shhhh, I’ll never hate you.  No matter what happens, you can always count on me.”

“I need Ean,” I popped through another bubble.  “I can’t live without him.  I’ll never have sex with him again to make this all go away.  I promise.  I promise.  I promise everything in my life.”

Mom didn’t say anything more.  She just hugged me into her chest harder and harder.  All I could do in return was cry; cry like a child.  Deep, loud sobs as I soaked her shirt with my tears, watery snot, and drool.

Ten, twenty, possibly thirty minutes passed where I simply couldn’t stop venting.  All I remember was being set back into my seat after nearly dozing off in tears.

“I’ll be right back honey.”  The car door was gently shut seconds later. 

I could only imagine what the store clerk thought seeing my mom buying a morning after pill and a pregnancy test with the soaked impression of some young girl’s face in her bosom.  I knew my mom could care less though what anyone else thought.  She only ever cared about Ean and I.

She returned with a small grocery bag and tossed it in the back seat.

“I’m starving, you want to get something to eat?” she asked.  I was a little hungry.  I just grunted a soft okay.

Traveling off to some fast food drive-thru, we parked and ate together in the car.  Mom started talking about the highlights of her trip to Washington D.C. and all the places she visited in her free time.  My mind quickly took in the cheap yet classic taste of the food while I forged my mom’s experiences to the pictures and videos I’d always seen of there.

I was never much into the news so she left out anything about the trial she covered.  I rarely read her articles in the newspaper as they were always boring adult stuff.  She had said once that one day I’d come to respect that boring adult stuff and I just replied that I one day, I’d write my own interesting adult stuff to show people what real life actually was.

We talked long after we finished our meal and finally headed home by nearly four in the morning.  Pulling into the driveway, I reached back and grabbed the little bag into my hand.

“Can we try it tonight,” I asked coyly.  “I’d rather sleep on the results than have a whole day to think about them.”

Mom smiled and nodded.  My facial expression mimicked hers uneasily and we both retreated from the car and headed into the house.  We walked to the back of the house, checked on Ean who was asleep, and headed into the bathroom.  It was a simple pee test but because of that, I had to ask my mom an inevitable question.

“Um, I’m kind of full right now.  Uh, will Ean’s stuff inside me throw off the test?”  She smirked back.

“I doubt that, but still, if you can, try just to get your pee on it and not his ‘stuff’.”

She handed me the test stick and left the room, quietly closing the door.  Pulling my pants and underwear down, I sat on the toilet and waited a few seconds.  Finally, I held my shaking hand with the test next to my vagina and started to pee. 

I watched a little bit of Ean’s cum splash out with the spearhead of my urine and after that, I quickly put the testing stick down into my stream.  I held it there for the entire length of my peeing.  More cum oozed out of me but stayed clear of my projecting stream.  I finished up, setting the test on the counter, and wiped myself clean.  Pulling my pants and underwear up, I headed to open the door with a quivering hand.

As soon as my mom was in my sight, I fell into her body and gripped her tightly.  She squeezed me back with equal comfort and strength.  For two minutes we hugged silently before I felt myself being guided back into the bathroom.

We were back at the counter where I laid the test.

“Maeghan.  It’s done.”

I didn’t want to look.  I knew what it had to say.  Over a week after my suppose to be period.  Three weeks of a baby growing inside of me since my last sex.  Why else did I not have my period yet?

It took a willpower I didn’t know I had to actually want to confirm what my mind was screaming at me for.  It felt as if I was spraining my neck to turn from my mom’s chest and look down at the counter.  And then, there it was.  The final answer.

I immediately turned back into her breast and squeezed my face as hard as I could into her.  As loud as I could, I screamed for all my lungs were worth.  Tears were streaming from my eyes.  I was pregnant.  I was pregnant.  I was pregnant.  I was fourteen.  I was pregnant.  I screamed and screamed and screamed and screamed.  I couldn’t deny it anymore.  I just wanted to die.  I was pregnant.

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