The start of a new series that will end with part 6.
This one is for all you pregnant lovers out there.
I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Have a lovely day :)
"Honey, if it will make you feel better, you can stick it in my ass?" My mom smiled. "I don't mind."
"Thanks Mom." I shook my head. "Your mouth is OK for now."
"As you wish dear." And with that, my mother wrapped her lips back around my cock and continued to suck on my shaft. She closed her eyes as she kneeled before me, one hand cupping my swollen balls, her other hand resting on top of her pregnant belly. She was a beautiful sight to withhold, naked and curvy, her red hair still in curlers as she was getting ready for work before I had come down for breakfast. But like a good mother, she stopped to take care of me as soon as she spotted me sitting at the breakfast table.
I carried on eating my breakfast of toast and jam, chewing away, occasionally looking down at my pregnant mother through the glass of the table, admiring her as she took my cock right down to the root of my shaft, tongue working around my tip, and pulling back slowly. She'd been sucking on my cock for years and knew exactly how to prolong an orgasm or make me cum immediately. Right now, she was giving me a moderately paced blowjob, enough to drain me quite well rather than a quick cum.
I watched the TV with half an eye and listened to the broadcast as I took another bite of my toast.
"Birth rates have remained stable at 1.4% for the first time in two years." The presenter said. She was a woman in her early thirties, with dark hair and a grey suit. She was standing next to a digital whiteboard, pointing at a graph I didn't care about. It looked positive, though, with the trend going up. What I did focus on, though, was that vast pregnant belly of hers pointing out through her dress. She was further along than my own mother; she looked ready to pop any second.
A moan from my mother made me look down for a moment. I placed a hand on the top of my Mom's head, lightly fondling her hair but keeping her on my cock. She let out another little moan as she kept sucking me off and I held her in position. She loved when I took control of her. She enjoyed it as much as I did.
"With free use society now in full affect in the western nations the birth rates are finally looking green across the board." The presenter smiled. "Pregnancy is now so commonplace that most women will go most of their lives being pregnant! And the decline of the last century is going to be a thing of the past. Finally, the human race is looking to thrive again, wouldn't you say Doctor?"
An elderly man appeared on the screen and started talking. I couldn't be bothered really listening to him. He was just talking about stuff I had heard in high school. Famine, plagues, wars. The world's population cut in near half. Declining birth rates. Mankind had been expected to fall apart and disappear completely at the end of this century if we continued on as we had been.
Then the concept of free use had been brought up. Trialed in smaller countries first it had seen great success. For the first time in decades the birth rates were no longer trending downwards. People were happier, cultures and societies turned around. Everyone was happy.
So, the larger countries adopted free use and now the reporter was saying mankind might have a shot at surviving. Even when you travelled through this city there were still so many empty houses, abandoned buildings from the lack of people. Free use would take time but soon all those places would be filled with people again.
I had never lived in a world that wasn't free use. Even had my mother really. She'd been very young when it had been implemented. It had taken nearly forty decades to even stabilise the population and now we had a shot at growing the planet once more.
And the whole point of free use was to not only create a healthy, active and fun society, but to keep women as routinely pregnant as possible. I looked down at my mother's huge belly, eyeing it off. I couldn't remember exactly but my mother was on her twentieth pregnancy, give or take. That would have been shocking in the world before, but now it was commonplace.
The only way to turn the birth rate around was to fuck and make babies. Many babies.
"No fair!" I looked up from my toast as my elder sister Toni came down the steps. She was naked as everybody else in the house. Her red hair was longer than my mothers and down to her butt cheeks. Her fair skin was dotted with freckles. Angela was in good shape, well toned and good looking and like my mother she was pregnant as well, only she was about five or six months along compared to Mom's eight months. "Jay said he was going to use me first today!"
"Sorry sis." I shrugged, still chewing on my toast. "You were still in bed."
"You could have woken me up. Or not. You could have fucked me awake." Toni was miffed. She pulled up a chair at the table. "Will you use me before you go to college today?"
"I can." I looked down at Mom. "I'm already nearly there for my first one today." I could feel the tightness of an impeding orgasm as my mother's mouth slurped on my cock. Damn she was good at that.
"Good." Toni's eyes flashed. "Then I'll get you hard again straight away."
I rolled my eyes. I swear my sister enjoyed free use more than I did. Free use society had been called by some to be a major setback for female rights. But there was no other way to turn the birth rate around after the tragedy of last century. Now, no one complained about it. Everyone was happier.
The rules were straightforward enough: get women pregnant and keep them pregnant as often as possible. Incest was forbidden. I couldn't knock up my mom or my sisters. But I could use them as much as I wanted. Typically, I would just get blowjobs from them or fuck them in their ass until their pregnancies were confirmed.
A man could request sex from a woman at any time unless there was a medical reason why not or a severe legal reason which could be obtained by the courts. Sex could be public as long as there were no minors around. Otherwise, every building now utilises special free-use rooms for people.
A woman had to do whatever the man asked. She could not deny it unless there was a danger to herself or others. The laws had been changed in government, to some progressive males' distaste, to favour women in this regard. Rape was punishable by death. Women could request certain sex acts but it was up to the man if he agreed. The big thing was that everyone remained happy and safe and fucking as much as possible.
Women had the right to keep their children if they wished, or the children once birthed were sent to facilities called nurseries. There the nurseries were run by women themselves who raised and cared for the children, many of them barren, hit menopause, or simply wishing to care for them all. These nurseries were huge and were the epicentre of everything society was trying to achieve. Once they reached eighteen, they were gifted a home, typically an abandoned one that had been refurbished, starting with money from the government, and then it was up to them to enter society and work out their lives. The next generation were raised together, lived and loved together. Society had gone through a massive change but the results were working. All countries that had accepted free use were starting to rebuild. Nursery children were more common than me now. I was considered an anomaly being raised by my mother. After all, she'd kept only three children out of her twenty pregnancies, and some of those had been twins and triplets.
My elder sister Toni and younger sister Jill had not kept any of their children so far. They were single and weren't ready for the responsibility. My mother had obviously kept me and my sisters and decided three was enough to raise with my father. Since he had passed away it had been up to me as the only man in the house to keep these three women satisfied. It was a hard job but I enjoyed it of course. I loved my Mother and my sisters. We were a tight and loving family.
My mother pulled her lips of my cock. She took her hands and started pumping me. I was really starting to feel close. "Is your sister up?" She asked Toni.
"Not yet." Toni shook her head. She'd opened her legs wide and had her fingers dancing around her clit, watching me and our mother. "She'll be asleep till noon if you let her."
"I'll go wake her up after I'm down looking after your brother." My Mom said. "She can't spend all day in bed." Mom looked up to me through the glass. "Would you like a finger honey?"
"Yes please." I nodded and moaned. Mom knew what I liked. I shuffled myself forward and then leaned back in the chair, my butt now sticking out over the edge of the cushion.
"Anything for my baby." Mom licked her finger and then went back to sucking my cock. She was quicker, really bobbing her head up and down, making me grip the table with pleasure. And then I felt her finger press into my asshole. I pushed out and relaxed and she popped her digit inside me.
"Right there Mom." I hissed as her finger curved up and pressed on my prostate. I felt this even greater rush of pleasure as she began moving her finger in and out of my ass as she sucked my cock quicker.
I didn't last. My toes curled. Toni smiled as she watched me, fingering her own cunt. I grunted and felt my balls churn as I started humping into my mother's mouth and cumming down her throat. My Mom relaxed her throat, staying still, as she swallowed every drop. My cum that had been building up since last night splattered into the back of her mouth and then down into her stomach. Not a single drop was wasted.
My mother moaned through it all, and then continued to suck me off as I finished up, which only caused more cum to fire out of my cock. It felt like I had unleashed a gallon of spunk as rope after heavy rope erupted out of me, and then, finally, I was spent.
"Did you keep any?" I asked her. My mother smiled and nodded and opened her mouth. On her tongue was a wad of my spunk, all gooey and white. "Share it with Toni," I said.
Mom had to do as I said. It was all a part of free use society. Men had to keep women pregnant and women had to keep men horny to do so. Since I had turned eighteen and come of age to participate in free use, there had been a lot of family love, something which neither my Mom or my sisters complained about.
