League of His Own Ch. 12 - Sex Stories

League of His Own Ch. 12

A/N - It's taken a while to get here, but we're finally at the last chapter. Thanks to those who have stuck with this the entire way through. Apologies for the rather lengthy delay after Chapter Seven, but I was struggling to continue writing as I really didn't know where to take the story and how long I wanted it to be. Taking time away from writing this did help in the end, and I've written the last few chapters back-to-back and rather quickly.

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By the time you're in your early thirties as a professional rugby league player, even with all the will in the world, eating correctly, keeping your body fit, and looking after it as much as humanly possible, you'll still have wear and tear from playing a physically demanding game. I'd been a professional for well over a decade and I was starting to feel more aches and pains with each passing month.

What I had to give plenty of thought to was my life post-retirement. I didn't want to reach my fifties and be in constant agony. I'd read enough horror stories of what previous generations put up with. At least head injuries and concussions were taken seriously and I would hopefully avoid the degenerative diseases that many of those who played before me had suffered.

And mostly, I thought about all my kids. Sure, some of them were now a little older, but the house was full of kids from toddlers to those now approaching their teenage years.

I eventually had four kids with Kyla as she loved being pregnant and carrying ...

... her brother's child. And let's be honest, Kyla and I loved to fuck, make love, and everything in between. We'd often joke that whenever I was in her arse, which had become a regular thing in recent years, it wasn't the right way to go about getting her pregnant. She loved feeling her brother painting her womb, and I loved knowing there was always a chance she'd be pregnant again. I never wore condoms with any of my lovers, and although she was on birth control, there was always a chance that would fail.

I had two kids with Aimee, and she'd now returned to work as both our kids were now of school age. She was a devoted mother, but like our relationship had been most of the time, we loved each other dearly but she could go over a week without needing anything more from me than a kiss and a cuddle on most days. But when she was in the mood for some love from her brother, the other five had to look out. And as she got older and even more confident in herself, she would love to leave me completely empty after a couple of hours of fun.

Kim and I had a couple of kids as we started trying not long after we were married. To our amusement, she must have fallen pregnant the first time we tried. As she wanted to focus on her career while being a mother, Natalie was happy to babysit, as was my mother. As for our marriage, it was as strong as ever. Kim loved wearing my ring, and she always introduced herself first as Mrs Kimberly Cole before adding that she was also a doctor. She'd ...