Mom explains pandemics and incest to the hot and horny son her Daddy-Great-Great put in her belly. Before long, he breeds her, too.
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"My Mom, Mommy-gran, or Mommy-great sat with me and assisted while I was in remote school in Mom’s nice little apartment most of the week, like your Mommy-gran, Mommy-great, and I do with you. Other than classmates I never saw in person and my dogbot, my family were my only friends. I was bored nearly to tears as we watched yet another tedious lesson, ‘Principles of Business Tax Accounting.’ I yawned and she offered, 'How about we pause it and take a break?'
"The house computer beeped and told us, 'Doctor John Jones, Lucretzia Jones, Veronique Jones, and Mirrienne Jones are on the way here. Expected travel time is eleven minutes.'
"I smiled with joy! Dr. John Jones was my favorite person, best friend, and only male family member. Nearly everything good in my life had come from him. His anti-aging discovery made him quite wealthy. He earned twice as much from that as he did from his greatest invention, Intracellular Genetic Cull Sorting Nanobots.
"IGCSN identifies and replaces defective genes which cause birth defects and many other illnesses, with only a single injection. Until then Tay-Sachs, Downs syndrome, MS, diabetes, heart disease, cancers, and many other genetic conditions used to be huge problems.
“Mostly thanks to Dr. John Jones, other than people dying from the frequent pandemics, the average lifespan is a hundred and forty now. ICGSN is the reason incest became totally safe, since it replaced deleterious recessive genes with healthy ones. That and the far too frequent quarantine lockdowns were the reasons incest became legal and common. Why take all the risks of leaving home, meeting strangers, and dating; if you can find a lover in your living room? The anti-age treatments got him a lot more money, but stopping dozens of diseases won him the Nobel Prize.
"He was a great man, a real hero of science and medicine. He was my Daddy-great-great, my Daddy-great, my Daddy-gramps, and my Daddy. Doctor John Jones was your Daddy, your Daddy-gramps, and so-on, too. Ninety-six percent of my DNA came from him, and 98 percent of yours. We’re practically his clones.”
My son Jack asked, “If he fixed all the diseases, then why are we still stuck at home in quarantine most of the time?”
"Genetic editing can’t do much about viruses that mutate constantly. The Spanish Flu and Covid were some of the first really bad ones, but the VXK Superflu was much worse. He and my Mommy-great-great died from it when you were a toddler. It’s a pity you were too young to remember them.
“VXK flu is as contagious as the common cold and fatal over half the time, even with good medical treatment. That’s why it’s very, very important to always wear your bio-suit every time you leave home, and decontaminate any deliveries before you bring them in the house. And never, ever talk to strangers in person.
"But back to our family history. After hearing they were coming over, Mom quickly shut off the accounting lesson and started tidying the living room. She looked nervous but quite happy while she explained, “They’re visiting for your birthday. You’re eighteen today. Help me clean the place up before they get here.”
"I was curious but a bit surprised. Birthdays had never been that important to us before. We ate sugary treats and the whole family visited and gave me hugs, but most birthdays were just regular days. I didn’t even think about being eighteen until she mentioned it. I asked, 'Why does that matter? Dessert and seeing family are nice, but no big deal’.”
"Mom gave me the shock of my life. 'Your childhood ends when they arrive. He’ll make you a woman tonight. He wants to put a baby in you.' I was strangely and suddenly overjoyed. I never had before, but felt an intense desire to make love, hopefully with Dr. John Jones. I was so excited I had a wet spot in my jeans! Hehehe! I also noticed a weirdly strong attraction to my mother.
"That was the night I had sex for the first time, and the second, and the third. Hehehe! Gosh, I’m blushing! By the next morning, you started growing inside me.
"Look at this picture. Does my Mommy-great look like she was seventy-six? She’s the one on the right, with the biggest breasts."
“No way! She’s gorgeous! Hot and sexy, like you and my Mommy-gran!” He coughed and thought a moment, then added, “She’s beautiful and only looks about thirty.”
"She really was 76. The picture was taken a month after you were born. I was breastfeeding you, and my boobs grew pretty fast. They went from 32-A to 36 triple-D in only half a year! I’m the shy one, at the bottom left of the picture.
“WOW! But you . . . you look almost the same now! So pretty! And such big round ti. . .” He nervously cleared his throat. “Such a great body!”
"I was almost nineteen then, and I’m thirty-six now. I still really look that good?"
He blushed and said, “Yeah! Maybe even better.”
"In the picture, your Mommy-Gran is behind me, and your Mommy-Great is in back. They look pretty good, right?"
“GAWDS! So hot!” I noticed a slowly swelling bulge in his pants. “Beautiful! So sexy!”
"You loved their breasts when you were a baby, too. I'm glad they all helped me breastfeed you the first month. I didn't have enough milk at first. After a few months I had plenty, and Dr. John Jones helped you empty them many, many times.”
He said, “I'm glad I have such a beautiful, sexy family. So, what was your Dad like? And why do you say his full name over and over, every time? It gets boring after a while. You could just say ‘The doctor’ or ‘Daddy’ or ‘John’.”
"NO! I can’t! He was such a wonderful, truly great man! I loved him so very much! I need to say ‘Dr. John Jones’ to honor him and his memory!"
“Uh okay. Sorry.”
"He was the love of my life, up until today."
“Why today?”
I ducked the question. "Later. Dr. John Jones was a very busy man. He travelled all over the world and was only home a few days a week. That’s one of the reasons he did a special genetic edit for our family. All the females are bisexual, VERY bisexual, and strongly attracted to each other. When one of them comes over and watches you, we have a quickie before I leave. Then I get a lesbian threesome at their place. Hehehe!
“Our bodies quit aging the day we turn twenty-one. My Mommy-Great-Great was still gorgeous when she and Daddy-Great-Great caught the superflu at age a hundred and three. Mercifully, it was quick, and they didn’t suffer much.” I briefly paused in grief and sadness.
Jack smiled even wider when I added, "After our first baby, we girls all have at least 34 double-D breasts, too. But Dr. John Jones was my favorite lover and favorite person. Still, your Mommy-Gran and Mommy-Great are AMAZING at sex. Your Mommy-Great-Great isn't in the mood as much, since she turned ninety, so she only joins in a few times a week.
“We're not totally lesbians, though. We still love men, but we haven't found anybody who can compare to Dr. John Jones. At least until we move in with them next week. They have a bedroom five times as big as mine with a huge bed. It's a double-king, with space for eight people, maybe even ten.
"Wow! Will I get a room that nice, too?"
"If you want, you can have a bedroom a little bigger and nicer than the one you have now. But we hope you'll take Dr. John Jones' place, in the middle of the big one?"
“Uh . . . Will I . . . Will I need to ah. . . do sex with them? And uh. . . with you?” His trouser bulge was quite large, so he obviously didn’t hate the idea.
"If you want. All of us would love to breastfeed you again, and your Mommy-Gran wants another baby. Would you like to make yourself an aunt or uncle with her?"
"Uh. . . WOW! That sounds AWESOME!" His cheeks were pink and a huge smile filled his face.
"And I want more, too. Will you help me make you a brother or sister? Maybe a herd of them? I think an even dozen would be perfect."
"I ah. . . Can I think about it?"
"Sure, no rush. Look at some more pictures from my eighteenth birthday. Maybe they'll help you decide." I knew the highly pornographic pics would convince him, and beyond.
“Okay.” I handed them to him. “Holy freakin’ HOT! These two girls are amazing! Their tongues, the way they’re French kissing! And the pictures with them licking each other! Is that really you and my Mommy-Gran? WOW!”
"That’s us! You were only a tiny month-old speck in my womb at the time. I had sex with her Tuesday, and it’s still great. We’ve been in love and lust from the day I took a pill to unblock my sex hormones on my 18th birthday.
“That’s why there was an extra pill with your vitamins this morning. You got a sex drive blocker when you started puberty, so you grew and developed fully, but didn't get any messy reproductive urges until you could handle them. You’ve never shown an interest in sex until this afternoon. I like the change. I like it a LOT. Hehehe! What about these pictures?
He licked his lips then glanced back and forth, studying the shape of my young little breasts in the pictures and the massive mounds beneath my purple blouse. "My baby boy made my boobs grow a lot. They blew up like balloons! It only took half a year for them to grow from 32-A to 36 triple-D! Dr. John Jones was good at everything else, too, but the best thing he ever did was give me my wonderful, handsome, sexy son Jack."
He turned beet red at the compliment and I played with his hair a little. He asked, “So uh. . . um. . . What do you like best in bed? What’s your favorite kind of. . . ah. . . sex?”
"I like to start with kissing and making out." I lightly stroked his body from collarbone to navel, then kissed his cheeks. "Touching and feeling each other’s bodies." I kissed his lips and squeezed his firm buttocks briefly. "Then some boob play and oral. A lot of women say they do, but I really enjoy how a penis tastes and feels in my mouth." I gently squeezed his package through his pants.
When I took a step back, there was sweat on his brow and he adjusted his crotch. The shape proved he had a wide and lengthy wiener, at least eight inches long and one and a half wide. (20 x 5 cm) I was happy it was even bigger than our father’s had been.
He asked, “I bet oral sex feels great?”
"Our Daddy said it was one of the best things ever. Missionary style sex is nice, but I like it from behind more, doggy style or laying on my belly. Best of all, I loved when he would pull out of me just before I came, and then stuffed his nice big cock up my butt! Most girls don’t, but once I’m hot and excited I just LOVE anal! Your Mommy-great likes it, too.”
By then, he was practically drooling over the picture of me with our father’s cock up my ass. He had an urgent groin problem and begged, “I’m so FUCKING horny, Mom! Can we have sex? Or give me a blowjob, PLEASE?”
"You need to wait. . ."
The house computer beeped and announced, “Lucretzia Jones, Veronique Jones, and Mirrienne Jones are on the way here. Expected travel time is eleven minutes.”
I sighed at the interruption, then continued. “You only need to wait twelve minutes, John Jones Junior. Your Mommy-gran, -great, and -great-great would be very disappointed if we started without them.”
He looked quite confused when I kissed his lips lightly. I explained, “Jack is really just your nickname, John Jones Junior. I hope you’ll go to medical school, so I can add ‘Doctor’. I want to taste a doctor’s semen again, and have another doctor’s baby.”
I licked my lips and he swallowed hard. He pleaded, "PLEASE, Mom? Just a quickie? Even just a handy! I’m SO HORNY! I'll do anything you want! ANYTHING!"
I ignored him and walked to the kitchen, to get snacks and drinks ready for our hot and sexy ancestor guests.
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Jack said that birthday was the best day of his life. Helping virologist Dr. John Jones Junior teach our exquisite redheaded triplets and his busty blonde auntie-daughter about sex nineteen years later was one of MY best days. It may seem a little strange the chesty fair-haired hottie is my half-sister and my granddaughter, and that we love to sixty-nine in front of her father.
I know the whole family’s best day was watching Dr. Sir John Jones Jr. get knighted, for curing the super nasty VXK Superflu, the three terrible viruses that followed, and the even more horrific disease, Zombiepox.
So long as we don’t get sick, we're more than happy in home quarantine a year at a time. Other than my son’s cock ring, our strap-on dildoes, and ‘Slutty Lingerie Saturdays’; none of us have worn anything in months.
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(Junior's point of view)
My mother Fellina got me extremely horny, explaining our highly incestuous family history. Even worse, she showed me many pictures of her nude, more porn pics with her having sex, and many others with our outrageously arousing female ancestors.
The doorbell rang and she called out, “It’s open! Come in!”
When the most attractive woman I’d ever seen, or even imagined, opened the door; her eyes stared into mine and her face displayed intense sexual desire. She removed her jacket and dropped it to the floor without her gaze leaving my face. It exposed a black mesh teddy that couldn’t hope to conceal her fluorescent green panties, matching half-cup bustier, or the breasts and nipples the bright green bustier held aloft.
I was magnetically drawn to her wondrously beautiful blue-green eyes, long dark lashes, slivery blue eye shadow, plump and moist pink lips, and her beautiful hair. It was expertly styled into thick flowing waves of curls and spirals that superstars and models would envy. It was ‘TV star’ colored, a third blonde, a third auburn, and a bit of dark brown and strawberry blonde; so anyone would like it no matter their hair color preference.
I took a slow step toward her, enraptured by her exquisite sex appeal. She took a step toward me and touched a finger to my lips. I thought she was silencing me so she could say something important, but she withdrew her hand and sucked the fingertip. I was very nervous, but moved even closer. She rested her hands on my shoulders and leaned toward me, licking my lips.
Her left hand moved my right to a profoundly sexy chest globe, as her tongue spread my lips and entered my mouth. Her other arm wrapped around me and pulled me even closer. My chest pressed against her huge and almost perfectly round breasts. Her nose rubbed against mine and I closed my eyes, feeling her hands squeezing my buttocks.
I couldn’t help myself. I was spellbound by desire. I thrust my pelvis forward, pressing my groin against her upper thigh. I’d never felt so anxious or turned-on before. Her hands moved under my shirt and caressed my back, while I repeatedly squeezed my penis against her hip.
The cherry-mango scent of her hair and the flavor of the mint she’d eaten recently enhanced my excitement further, as our tongues battled within my mouth. I moved my hand up her softly sensual breast until two fingers touched a large firm nipple. I struggled to pull desperately needed oxygen in through my nose.
I climaxed and my penis pumped spunk for the first time! I reluctantly pulled my mouth away from hers, gasping for air. I exclaimed between pants, “YES! AAAH!”
My mother said, “I guess your Mommy-great-great Lucretzia is still sexy at ninety-four.” She didn’t look a day over thirty, due to my father’s anti-aging treatments.
Mom added, “Imagine how much better it will be with all four of us making love to you at once. You might even want to take your clothes off, next time.” I blushed as my pretty ladies chuckled.
Another super sexy female leaned forward, showing me her impressive cleavage. She rested a hand on the front of my damp jeans and commented, “No condom, but I guess that qualifies as safe sex.” The four beauties and I shared another laugh.
The one behind her said, “You won the bet, Fellina, under three minutes. You get your son next, but he’s helping me make you a brother or sister tomorrow. I’ll be at peak fertility.”
My mother astonished me with, “Why wait, Mom? Most eighteen-year-old guys can go six or eight times a day, sometimes more.” She turned toward me and ordered, “Take off your clothes and lay on my bed. I’ll suck it hard for you, baby.”
She drank from a fancy cocktail using a straw, a Mai Thai, I think. The sucking motions of her mouth inspired a motion between my legs. Holy cow! My dick was swelling again! I could have real sex soon!
I hurried to strip, and hobbled to Mom’s bedroom with jeans around my ankles. She said, “Relax, baby. We have all night.”
Her mother Veronique corrected her. “No, we have decades, thousands and thousands of nights. Let’s take our time and make this a great one. Get some candles and turn the lights down. I’ll play some romantic music.”
My Mommy-great Mirrienne rested a hand on my shoulder and said, “I’ll massage your neck and shoulders, while your mother massages your member with her mouth. Wow! That’s a mouthful of M’s! Hehehe!”
Veronique piqued my interest with, “I like M and M’s, but I enjoy mouthfuls of sperm even more.”
Mirienne calmed but aroused me further with, “Relax and enjoy how great lovemaking feels. You don’t need to rush to the end. I’m sure you’ll cum in all our holes hundreds and hundreds of times, thousands of times.”
I sat on the bed nude and she sat behind me, giving my shoulders a very nice muscle-mashing. She kissed my cheek and excited me even more with, “I don’t want more babies, but I do want you in my butt. I just LOVE having a nice dong like yours in my ass, while somebody makes me cum in their mouth. Imagine pumping your cock empty thousands of times in my tight little butt. Once your mom and gran are pregnant, I'll let you every day.” The thought gave me a full erection by the time my sexy mother walked in the bedroom nude.