Motherfucker: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 3

... do realize that would mean that you might be forcing me to eventually get another abortion, right?"

"Yes, of course I do. But wouldn't it be worth it? Just think about it for a moment. Both of us actively trying to make a baby together? Doesn't that thought turn you on?"

"Oh hell yes!" Mom replied. "But then, I've been a risk-taker most of my life. I don't see any reason to change now."

"I love you, Mom. I knew you'd see things my way on this."

And that's how Mom and I ended up fucking our brains out for next 10 years or so without using any birth control. But I never did get Mom pregnant again, even though I kept trying like crazy.

And throughout that entire time, I had no idea why I couldn't get my mother pregnant again.

After Mom died, I was digging around in her personal filing cabinet for some papers that I needed to the close out her estate, when I accidentally came upon a paid bill from the women's clinic, showing that Mom had her tubes tied two weeks after her abortion had taken place.

And I realized that Mom had intentionally kept this fact a secret from me all those years leading up to her sudden death from a heart attack.

I'm currently 45 and living in Mom's house. But the place sure feels lonely without her around anymore.

However, Fran still comes over from time to time, whenever she's feeling horny and has a little excess cash that she wants to throw my way in exchange for me sharing my dick and my sperm with her. Even all these years ...

... later, it's a super turn-on for me to fuck that little old lady's shriveled-up pussy. And at age 87, Fran's just as horny as she ever was.

As for what happened to Sofia, she kept on coming over to to Mom's house every school day afternoon to have unprotected sex with me for several weeks until I finally managed to get her pregnant. At that point, she left her cheating husband, and abruptly moved away from the neighborhood, taking her two children with her.

Last I heard, she was living in Waco, TX, with a super-rich, white sugar daddy who had a thing for attractive, middle-age, Latina women, like Sofia. Of course, she got that good ol' boy rancher to marry her by leading him on to believe that the baby she was carrying in her womb was his.

After Mom had run Jenny off that day (after she had scissored with Sofia), I didn't see her again for months. I found out later that Jenny was having a secret affair with her own brother, Greg, but that the whole thing had driven a wedge between her and her mother, when her mother caught them fucking one day, because her mother was in love with her brother, and wanted him to exclusively satisfy her sexual needs, and not Jenny's.

She actually kicked Jenny out of the house over it, and Jenny showed up on Mom's doorstep one evening, asking if she could stay with us at Mom's house, until she could save up enough money to get her own place. And of course, Mom let her stay in our third bedroom, which had belonged to my little sister, ...