YinBin
Part 2
What a happy little family we have. Can everyone say "dysfunctional". Paul
thinks back to happier times and continues the tale.
It's been two weeks since Cindy injected that fuckin liquid in my sack. It still
hurts like hell. Every time she paddles my balls the fire comes back. I don't
know how much longer I can stand it. Sometimes I feel like just cutting them
off.... Laying on the floor next to Cindy's bed my mind always wanders. I
remember a time when we were a fairly normal family, before Dad married Lucy. My
real Mom was a lot nicer. Even though she bossed Dad around at home, in public
she was sweet and feminine. She was always hugging and kissing me. I remember
the night she left. Her and Dad where having a terrible fight. My bedroom was
next to there's so I put my ear against the wall. I could hear everything. "I
don't know how I could have married such a fuckin wimp", I heard Mom yell. "Not
only is your dick the size of a mouse, you came before you even got in me! Not
that I could feel anything anyway. You call yourself a man! You're not even a
boy! Paul is more man than you'll ever be!" I could hear Dad start to cry. "Oh
great, now comes the manly tears! I'm sitting here frustrated as hell and you're
crying buckets! I can't take this anymore!" With those words I heard Mom bolt
out of the room. I hurried back to bed and tried to sleep, hoping in the morning
all would be well again. A few minutes later I heard the door open and Mom came
into my room. She knelt by my bed, turned on my lamp and stroked my hair. "I'm
sorry if I woke you dearest. Your father and I had a little argument. I just
came in to see if you're all right." I stared into her loving eyes and told her
I heard Daddy crying. She bent down closer and spoke softly. "You're father
can't control himself honey. I've been trying to have another baby but your
father gets so excited that sometimes he doesn't finish what he starts. I got
mad at him tonight because now is when I'm most fertile." Her head dropped down
like she was embarrassed to say the words. "Gee, it would be nice to have a
brother or sister", I said cheerily. "I hope Daddy can do what you want." Her
head perked up as she stroked my cheek. "I'm afraid your father is a lost cause
in the baby making department. It's too bad he can't be more like my little
man." With those words my Mom's hand worked it's way down my crotch. Her slender
fingers wrapped around my semi-hard dick. Flicking the head with her nail, she
continued to stroke my cheek. "Are you getting hard honey? My, my, you're a much
bigger man than your father. Doesn't it feel good to have Mommy touch you?" She
leaned over and planted a big kiss on my forehead. In doing so her lacy robe
came open and her gorgeous breasts swayed before my eyes. Instinctively I
reached up and squeezed the hanging globes. I was surprised at how soft her
breasts were. "Aren't Mommy's breasts fun to squeeze", she moaned. "Let Mommy
get in a better position for you to play with them." My Mom then pushed aside
the covers and sat, straddling my chest. "Why don't you play with the tips for a
while honey. They're very sensitive. Here let me show you." Mom unbuttoned my
pajama tops and scraped my nipples with her nails. I never felt anything so
good. I immediately did the same to her nipples. They became hard as my fingers
flicked them. My Mom's moans got louder. Next she bent down and placed her right
nipple in my mouth. "Suck on me honey. Just like when you were a baby. Suck hard
and try to get Mommy's milk out". I sucked on Mom's nipple and scraped the
rubbery bump with my nails. I found I could make her moan and gasp by teasing
her nipples with my tongue then nibbling them with my teeth. All the while my
cock had grown rock hard. It stuck straight up, out of my pajama bottoms. It was
so stiff and hard it actually started to hurt. I started to bounce my ass trying
to get some friction on my dick. Feeling my hips move, Mom sat up and moved her
naked cheeks down my body. I felt wetness on my stomach as she slid down. Soon
my dick was leaning against her ass. Taking her finger she rubbed it into the
goo on my chest. "This is pussy juice Paul. In the whole world there is no more
sweeter smell or taste to a man. Are you my little man Paul? Do you want to
taste my juice?" She placed her finger near my nose and I inhaled her sweet
nectar. Next she slid her slick finger in my mouth and I sucked off her cream.
She took my hand and placed it against her pussy. It felt smooth and hairless.
Not like the pictures I've seen of naked ladies. My fingers found a damp crack
and slipped inside. She leaned back so I could get a better feel. Her insides
were so moist and slippery. I could feel Mom's fingers join mine. She seemed to
be rubbing a spot above my hand. Her inside was so moist I wondered why her
fingers didn't go deeper. She was moaning a lot louder. I could feel her pussy
getting juicier as I pushed further in. She tried to lean back further and bent
my cock down. As her back arched downward, I saw my father standing in the
doorway. I immediately withdrew my hand and tried to cover my chest. Mom stopped
rubbing herself and sat back up. "What's the matter honey? Is my little man
scared of something?" I raised my hand and pointed at the figure in the doorway.
Turning around, she saw Dad and, smiling, turned back to me. "It's only your
father honey. There's no need to be scared of your father. Especially THIS
father." I was very confused and stammered. "But won't he be mad? I feel so
embarrassed." Mom patted me on the chest and, in a harsh voice, yelled out.
"Get over here Robert! Don't stand in the doorway like a Peeping Tom. Your son
has a crazy idea that you might be mad. Tell him you're not mad Robert. Tell him
you want to see us together. Tell him you want to see him pleasuring me." Dad
came over and stood next to us. He was wearing Moms long silky nightgown. His
head was bowed. He spoke in almost a whisper. "I thought maybe you'd come back
to bed so we can try again. I know how fertile you are. I want to be a good
husband and give you another baby. Can we please try?" Tears ran down his cheeks
as he pleaded. Mom got very annoyed. "You see what I put up with Paul! All he
does is whine and whimper. I'm glad I don't have to hide it from you anymore."
Still straddling me she turned to Dad. "How pathetic you are! To think that you
can satisfy me, or ANY woman! Let's make a baby! You got to be kidding! Pick up
your sissy nightgown and show Paul. Show your son your excuse for a dick!"
Defeated, Dad slowly lifted his silk covering. Staring at eye level I spied a
small penile head jutting out between his balls. It was only a few inches long
and small as a Quarter. "Have you ever seen anything so tiny", Mom smirked.
"Even hard it doesn't get much bigger. Let me tell you something dear husband. I
wasn't planning on fucking Paul. I was just going to have some fun and make him
rub me. Once I came I planned on leaving. Now that you've interrupted, I've
changed my mind. I'm going to fuck Paul. I'm going to make love to our son and
you're going to help." Dad, still looking down, whispered. "But you might get
pregnant. Shouldn't Paul at least wear a condom." Mom got off my chest and stood
next to Dad. I could see her hand squeezing Dad's balls as she spoke. "I want to
get pregnant dear husband. I want Paul to be the father. I want to feel his hard
dick squirting cum up my womb. I want to feel my belly growing big with his
child. I want to feel my breasts swollen with milk to feed our inbreed baby. But
most of all, dear husband, I want you to know that I made a man of your son
tonight because you could not be a REAL man for me." With tears in his eyes, Mom
pushed Dad on the floor. Taking his hair she jerked his head over to my, now,
soft dick. With arms folded and proud, Mom watched Dad suck my cock. Soon carnal
sensations overtook my conflicting emotions. I felt myself growing hard in Dad's
mouth. When Dad's head started to bob on my dick, Mom pushed him away. With a
great leap she jumped on my stomach and impaled herself on my rod. It happened
so fast I was stunned. Wildly she moved her body up and down my shaft. Next she
fell on my chest. Holding me tight, she rolled our bodies so I was now on top.
"Fuck me Paul", she screamed. "Fuck your horny mother! Ram your dick into me!
Make me scream! Fill my belly with your seed." Mom's legs reached up and hugged
my back. I could feel her sweaty feet clutching my skin. Like a madman I rammed
my cock into her. The creaking bed was a chorus to our animal cries. I slapped
my hips hard into her. I tried to hurt her. My teeth bit on her nipple. She
screamed as I sucked the warm blood down. With a final thrust, my cum burst deep
into her. Spasm after spasm rocked my body. I crushed her body against mine
trying to go in deeper. Out of breath I rolled off her. My dick made a slurping
sound as it pulled from her hole. She was still moaning and looking for release.
"Get over here Robert and finish the job! You know what to do." Obediently Dad
came over and placed is mouth on Mom's pussy. I heard sucking noises along with
Mom's moans. Pushing his head tight against her cunt, she let out a long scream.
Her head was thrown back as her spine arched violently. At first I thought Dad
had bit her. Gasping for breath she turned to me and smiled. Pushing Dad's head
away she took two of my fingers and shoved them up her pussy. "Feel that Paul",
she panted. "Those are called vaginal contractions. When a woman cums they push
the sperm along deep in her belly where they can make a baby. Let's see what
else I can do to help your sperm make a baby in me." She called to my father
who had slumped down on the floor. "Robert! Lie on the bed with legs spread so I
can rest my ass on your worthless crotch." Dad did as he was told. Lying on
their backs, Mom shifted her body and rested her ass on Dad's balls. Her legs
rested on his chest and her feet on his shoulders. I lay next to them and asked
her why she was laying like that. "It's very simple dear", she explained. "When
a woman wants to get pregnant, she raises her butt to keep the sperm deep within
her. Usually she stays this way for a couple of hours until the sperm does it's
job. There's no guarantee, but it does raise the odds of making a baby. Of
course most women use a pillow, but I prefer Daddy's balls. At least they're
good for something. Isn't that right Robert?" She started laughing at her joke.
When Dad didn't respond she kicked him in the chin with her heel. Dad let out a
forced laugh. "Just think dear, someday you can tell your inbreed child how you
helped bring him, or her, into the world. Won't that be fun. I do hope it's a
girl. That way I can dress you two alike. I wonder what you'd look like in
pigtails." Mom started laughing again then trailed off to sleep, holding my dick
in her hand. When I awoke the next morning Mom was gone. I mean really gone. Her
clothes were all there, as was the car, but Mom had vanished. Dad said she
called a cab, and left in the middle of the night. He said she told him "what
she did was wrong and she couldn't face us again." I wanted to believe Dad but
found it difficult, yet I knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt her. A few months
later he met Lucy. A month after that they married and we moved into her estate,
in the middle of nowhere. Well enough reminiscing. I can hear Candy starting to
stir. Unfortunately, I know what she'll want.
