Some little character refresher:
Roy - MC
Kassandra/Kassy - Sister
Danielle/Danny - Mother
Rob - Father
Mike - Uncle
Maggie - Aunt
Alex & Sam - twin cousins
Marianne - cute neighbour
Tiffany - Pastor wife
Ralph - Pastor
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All characters are 18 or older.
Hope you enjoy it!
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He walked to the bed and kissed both of them before being invited in the middle, he felt how wet the bed was and chuckled as he rested his head on the pillow.
Kassy leaned in and kissed his cheek, then with the same care reached for her mother and did the same, Danielle repeated the motions and soon the three laid in bed, the women resting their heads on the manly chest that supported their new lifestyle.
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It didn't take long for Kassy to become restless after the sweet moment the three of them shared.
Danielle fell asleep quite quickly and now Roy was making love with Kassy at a slow and leisure pace, penetrating her with deliberately strong yet long strokes of his cock. Her wetness lubricated the motions and the sloshing sounds accompanied her moans and cooes that titillated Roy's ears.
Kassy reached a crescendo that lasted for so long she thought she was going to drown in the pleasure, her inner muscles tightening on His Cock in a way that Roy loved so much, his own climax approached faster.
He emptied his balls inside of her once again, releasing an amount so big, no one would think he had fucked his mother to completion less than an hour ago.
When he finished and turned to lay again between the women, he noticed Kassy cupping her sex and Holding his cum inside.
"Why do you do that?" He asked her curious as to what the gesture meant.
"I love to feel you inside."
Roy gulped loudly at that, the moment made him realize that he had filled his mom, aunt, and sister with an unholy amount of cum in the last few days. He felt the cold sweat and his skin palings, and dropped on his back to look up at the ceiling.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Kassy asked him, something happened and she didn't know what was wrong, realizing for the first time that she knew very little about what her brother and now the man of her life.
"No... I- I mean, nothing... I- I need to go out."
He said that as he raised from the bed and ran out of the room.
The necklace buzzed one time, almost reassuringly, and he felt his strength come back to him and the cold sweat disappear. He made a quick stop to get pants and a simple black shirt, none of them fitted properly. The world started spinning around him and he needed air, once out of the house he turned right and ran.
'
What if they get pregnant? How would I provide them? What happens when people around notice? When DAD notices!? What do I do if the children are not healthy!? They will suffer their whole lives because of my stupidity!?
'
He ran until he felt lost, then he ran more, in a fruitless attempt at running away from the realization of what he had done. Before he realized it he was at the main church plaza.
He saw the building and remembered his father worked there, he didn't even want to go near him right now, so he turned and sat at a dinner in a corner, feeling lucky he had a $50 bill forgotten in his pocket.
'
How did I get so stupid?!'
He screamed in his mind. The waiter brought him a coffee cup and filled it up.
The stress was getting to him and he wondered why the necklace would take any physical imbalance away, yet not his stress.
'
Well, I guess magic can't do everything, uh?
'
He sat pondering what to do, remembering the 200K he gave away like an idiot, although he wished young Tadeus luck and a good future.
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Tiffany was a jovial woman, but not a happy woman. At 5'6, she fit right in with the average height of Churchtown, but she never felt welcomed.
The redhead grew up in a big city, popular in highschool and prom queen, graduated top of her class as well. She went to a big famous university where she studied her passion (anthropology) and did her thesis on forgotten written languages. She was traveling the middle east for that, where she met her husband-to-be, the then young son of the Churchtown Pastor, they dated and married in a flash, and soon they moved permanently here. Not even a few years after her arrival that the Pastor died and her husband, Ralph, had to take over and the unremarkable man changed to a distant, unremarkable man.
Tiffany and her husband made quite the contrast and she could tell. He was a short, chubby, and now bald man, he could not grow a beard, and was as lazy as he was good a Pastor. Tiffany was taller than him, with a huge, curly, red mane on her head, green vibrant eyes that shone when she smiled her perfect dimpled smile.
Her button shaped, yet slightly upturned nose was the only small thing about her, as her C cup breasts jutted forward in perfect teardrops that didn't really need a bra, but she wore them for propriety's sake. Her hips opened in a wide waist sporting a round and firm ass and runner legs.
She didn't remember why she thought they made a good couple, nor why she fell in love. Their relationship before marriage felt like a blur, until the ceremony, when she realized what was going on but could not gather the strength to turn back.
Nowadays, ever the stubborn person, she felt she had made her decision and she would stick with her guns.
At 29 years of age, in her mind it was due time to have a child. She thought that would fix her relationship with her husband, who drowned in his responsibilities as a Pastor and ignored his responsibilities to her.
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Not that it matters, even if he could get it up, he is basically sterile...
' she reminded herself.
In fact after trying for a while to get pregnant, they decided to consult a doctor and it turns out his sperm count is so insignificant that to get Tiffany pregnant would be a miracle. Turns out most men in town had this problem, since the times of Pastor Cadenilla.
After the founder's death, the fertility in town dropped so much that they invited everyone they could to get more people and keep the town afloat.
It resulted in a very diverse group of people. The problem came when the immigrants started losing their fertility after the first generation, so scientists from all over the country came and investigated the matter, yet no one could find the reason.
When the technology became available, the people of town flocked to artificial insemination, and no Pastor since the introduction of the aforementioned technology could tell them to stop. Adoption rates also rose, but women wanted their pregnancies with a furious passion, and the market found a way.
Tiffany walked down the street from the main church to the plaza, where she saw the old dinner. Once comfortable in a table on the corner she took an impressive pile of brochures and pamphlets from her bag. They were all for artificial insemination clinics, she separated all the ones that offered adoption services and started scanning.
She stopped when the waiter brought her a mug of coffee and noticed a young man walking inside.
He was tall and muscular, his hair combed back in a thick, black, lion's mane. He was not shaved, the short stubs of hair filled his face, and she could tell he would have a big full beard one day.
This young man was, in no uncertain terms,
sexy
.
He looked worried and troubled and Tiffany felt the need to talk to him but was not sure how to approach him. He sat at the table right in front of her, and waited for his coffee.
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