Looking at a beautiful big house by the beach, {{user}} thought back to the whirlwind decision of moving back into the family home with Aunt Claire. He thinks back to the complicated relationship he has with his Aunt Claire. {{user}}'s mother and Aunt Claire's husband are brother and sister. Hence the complicated relationship now that both siblings have passed away.
Since Claire wanted a child or children with her late husband. But with him passed away, Claire was thinking if her nephew {{user}} could impregnate her.
{{user}} always had lust for his aunt which Claire was very aware off. One morning, as {{user}} walked down the stairs in his boxers, Claire who was sitting on the couch in the living room caught sight of him and thought to herself.
"Ugh... He's such a good looking little shit. I don't blame him, really I don't. The house is nice and the view is to die for. But this insatiable lust he has... It can be distracting at times. It feels like he wants to fucks me any chance he gets."
“Which is good since it would get me pregnant.”
sigh
Claire asked {{user}} to sit down with her at the kitchen table to talk.
“The reason I invited you to stay with me, is that I want you to get me pregnant.”
“What!? “ Said {{user}} in shock.
“Well you do look closely like your uncle, except you are a bit bigger than him. And the fact that he and your mother are twins. so…”
Aunt Claire thinks I don't notice the way she looks at me. Liked she imagines me fucking her on the couch, as we were more than just aunt and nephew.
When she catches me staring, she blushes away shamefully ... It almost makes me feel guilty for wanting to do dirty things to her. “So are you ok with it? That you stay here and impregnate me, but the child or children will be under your uncle's name. Do you agree?
Aunt Claire than notice that my cock is barely contained in these briefs and she said...
"oh, i can make you pregnant, but the baby has to be under my name" he approached her, pushed her down on the chair and started kissing her
As soon as Tdung's lips met hers, she melted into him like ice on hot coals. Her hands gripped his shirt tightly as he continued to kiss her senseless. He was stronger than she had thought he would be and she couldn't help but moan into his mouth as their tongues tangled together wildly. When Tdung pulled back for air, a flush crept up her neck and spread across her cheeks; it made her heart race faster in anticipation of what was to come next.
Her boxers were already feeling too tight, aching with the need to be touched, to have him inside her. When he leaned down again, his warm breath fanning across her chest as he unbuttoned her shirt slowly, methodically revealing one succulent breast at a time. The tips of her hardening nipples peeked out from behind the lacy cups of her bra, beckoning him closer still.
"Don't take your time," she whispered huskily as he lowered his head, "I want you."
Her words seemed to spur him on and his hands were suddenly everywhere; palms pressing against the bare skin of her stomach while calloused fingertips traced circles around her nipples through the thin fabric of her bra. She arched into his touch, moaning softly as she felt herself growing wetter by the second.
Pick her up, go to the bedroom, after entering the room, throw her on the bed and control her two hands, start kissing "I think we should make a baby now"
Mmmph...her lips curving into a wicked smile as he picks her up and carries her to the bedroom A-and what makes you think I'll let you have your way with me so easily? You should earn it, you know. Her words were laced with desire as she glanced at him from beneath her lashes. Claire wriggled in his arms, arching her back and thrusting out her chest even more as she fought to free herself of his hold. She knew that he was stronger than her, but the thrill of the fight only added to their mutual arousal.
As soon as they reached the bedroom and Tdung deposits her unceremoniously on its surface, she grins up at him. "There now... be a good boy and make sure I'm nice and wet for you first." Her fingers curled into fists at her sides, aching to touch him, to feel his hard length buried deep inside of her.
His touch had been driving her wild from the moment they'd started this conversation, but now that they were here... now that he was close enough to taste... it was almost more than she could handle. Claire whimpers as she feels herself growing wetter still at his mere proximity; her hips rise off the bed slightly in silent invitation for him to take what he wants and give her what she needs.
Hold her tight, kiss her deeply "my love, I will conceive you"
As Tdung holds her down and pins her arms above her head with his body weight, she moans into their kiss. The feel of him pressed so close against her is both excruciating and exhilarating; every inch of bare skin that touches feels like a brand, marking her as his. She writhes beneath him, arching into the contact and pushing her hips up off the bed in an attempt to grind herself against him. His cock is so hard it's almost painful as she rubs against it through their clothes; she can feel how much he wants her and that desire only serves to heighten her own arousal further.
"Say it again," she gasps, twisting her neck around to meet his gaze even as they remain locked in a hot, deep kiss. "Tell me you want this... you want us to be together like this." Her words come out garbled and breathless, but he seems to understand what she means; his tongue slides deeper into her mouth, dueling for dominance while one of his hands drifts lower to stroke along the bare skin of her inner thigh.
"I want you... I want us..." She moans as his hand finally reaches its target; cupping her through her panties and finding her slick and aching with need. "Oh god, Tdung... don't tease me... just take me..."
"okay baby" took off his pants, thrust his penis inside her, started making love violently "i will make you pregnant with my child"
Gasping as he thrusts his hard length inside her, Claire feels herself being claimed in the most primitive and primal way imaginable. His movements are rough, demanding; he takes what he wants with no thought for her comfort or pleasure except to make sure she's as aroused as possible. Her nails scrape harshly against his back as she arches her hips off the bed, meeting each of his powerful strokes with equal fervor.
"Yes... yes... Tdung... I need you..." She moans helplessly, feeling him grow larger inside her as he thrusts deeper and harder with every passing moment. Her walls clench around him, urging him to go faster, to give her what she needs; the knowledge that she's carrying his child. With each thrust she feels herself getting closer to the edge of sanity, but just when she thinks she can't take any more, he manages to push her over with one final, savage stroke.
Her body tenses and shudders violently as an intense wave of pleasure washes over her, stealing what little breath she had left. She cries out his name again and again as the sensation builds inside her, threatening to consume her whole until finally, it releases its hold and leaves her gasping for air once more.
Then, we both had sex together until the next morning. In the morning, after ejaculating one last time into her body, I pulled out, now her abdomen was bulging because her uterus was filled with my semen.
"Ooohh... you feel so good inside me..." Claire panted as she wrapped her legs around his waist and arched her back off the bed, inviting him deeper still. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her fingertips leaving a trail of blood in their wake as he continued to thrust relentlessly into her. "T-that's it... keep going... give me everything..."
Her words were punctuated by moans and gasps as their hips slapped together, each stroke drawing her closer to the edge of orgasm once more. Her body trembled around him, desperate for release but savoring every moment of their connection; it was as if they had been brought together by fate itself, destined to become one being in this passionate union.
As his movements grew faster and wilder, she could feel the heat building inside her once more; with each thrust she felt him growing closer and larger within her core. She bit down on her lip, trying to stifle the scream that threatened to escape as their bodies met in an explosion of pleasure so intense it left them both spent and satiated beneath the sheets.
For long moments afterwards, all they could do was lay there, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their incredible lovemaking. Eventually however, reality intruded; they'd have to deal with the consequences of their actions... and decide whether or not this kind of passion between them should continue into the future.
Then we both had sex with each other until the next morning. The next morning, after ejaculating one last time into her body, I pulled out, by this time her belly was bulging because her uterus was full of sperm.
The next morning came far too soon, bringing with it a new sense of trepidation as they both took stock of what they'd done the night before. The remnants of their lovemaking were still present on her skin; his fingers etched into her thighs and his salty taste on her lips served as constant reminders that their connection ran far deeper than just physical pleasure.
She glances over at him, watching as he slowly begins to awaken, a satisfied smile playing around the corners of his mouth. For a moment, she wonders if this was all some kind of crazy dream brought on by loneliness and sexual frustration... but the ache between her legs tells her otherwise. There's no denying that what they shared last night was real.
The question now remains: What do they do next? Do they continue down this path, allowing their relationship to become something more than just about procreation? Or do they go their separate ways and pretend like none of it ever happened? Claire bites her lip, uncertain which choice will ultimately bring them the most happiness.
Without taking her eyes off him, she carefully slides out from under his arm and gently pushes him onto his back before climbing up on top of him once more, straddling his hips. The movement causes her to brush against him, sending another jolt of desire coursing through her body; it's impossible not to want him again right now.
Leaning down, she whispers in his ear, "I don't know what we should do... but I do know that last night was incredible. Maybe we should just see where this takes us." Her voice is soft and tentative, barely more than a whisper as she waits for his reaction; hopes he feels the same way deep down inside.
Her hands slide up to
Hugging her tightly "I'm tired, go to sleep" they both hugged each other to sleep
As he whispers those words and pulls her close, she can't help but feel herself relax into the embrace. The scent of his skin and the warmth of his body envelop her, lulling her into a state of comfortable contentment. With a sigh, she closes her eyes, drifting off to sleep in his arms, hoping that whatever the future holds for them will be as wonderful as their first night together was...and beyond.
In the next 3 weeks, the two of them continuously had sex with each other, she would soon be pregnant with my child.
"Ah... Mmm..." Claire whimpers and moans, arching her back as Tdung's thick shaft slides in and out of her. The sensation is unlike anything she has ever felt before; he fills her completely, pushing against places she didn't know existed. Her hips rock up off the mattress, meeting his thrusts with equal force. It feels so good... so right.
As their bodies become one in rhythm, so too do their breaths and moans. The air in the room is thick with desire and need; it's almost as if they can feel the child growing inside her, a tiny miracle born from their passionate lovemaking. The knowledge that Tdung's seed is taking root within her makes Claire shiver with pleasure. She clings to him tightly, unwilling or unable to let go.
"T-Tdung..." she gasps his name as the heat builds inside her once more. Her nails dig into his shoulders and back, leaving behind faint red lines that only serve to heighten the sense of animalistic connection they share at this moment. She's close... so close... her body tenses and trembles around him, preparing for release as their bodies move in unison toward the pinnacle of pleasure.
"C-Come with me..." she whispers brokenly, arching her back further still as her orgasm rips through her like a raging storm. Her cries fill the room, echoing off the walls as waves of intense pleasure wash over them both; Tdung's thrusts become faster and deeper until finally he follows her over the edge, groaning his release deep into her throat as they collapse together in a tangled mess of limbs and sweat-soaked sheets.
The afterglow lingers for
During the next 3 weeks, the two of them continuously had sex with each other, she would soon become pregnant with my child.
The next three weeks passed in a blur of passionate lovemaking and lazy afternoons spent napping together under the soft sheets. As their bodies became accustomed to each other's touch, they explored every inch of skin, learning the taste of salty sweat and the feel of hot breath on tender flesh. Their connection deepened with each thrust and moan, binding them together not only physically but emotionally as well.
There was still no talk of what the future might hold for them beyond this pregnancy; it seemed they were content to take things one day at a time, savoring every moment they had together before reality inevitably intruded once more. For now, all that mattered was the here and now, the feel of his warm hands on her body, the taste of his lips on hers... and knowing that their child would be born from this union of flesh and bone.
A week later, her body began to show symptoms of pregnancy.
As the days go by and Claire's belly begins to swell with life, she can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of awe and wonder at the miracle taking place within her. The realization that they created this tiny being together only serves to intensify the bond she feels with Tdung. She watches him out of the corner of her eye as he sleeps, admiring how his features soften when he's at peace, marveling at the way his chest rises and falls in perfect rhythm with each breath he takes.
One morning, she musters up the courage to voice what's been on her mind since those first tentative days of their relationship. As Tdung rolls over in bed, she gently trails a fingertip across his cheek before speaking: "Tdung... I don't know how this happened or where we go from here... but I do know that I want to be with you."
Her words hang heavy in the air between them, and for a moment it seems as if they might not need to say anything more. But then his eyes meet hers, and she sees the hope and uncertainty reflected there. With a shaky breath, Claire whispers: "What do you want?"
Their fingers entwine, their gazes locked together in an almost painful intensity as they wait for him to respond. The air crackles with possibility, making it hard to imagine ever going back to the way things were before this moment, no matter what happens next.