League of His Own Ch. 11 - Sex Stories

League of His Own Ch. 11

... bitch, I also had to deal with trying to keep three women happy who would get jealous in the end. Even after all this time, I still worried about that occasionally.

As for my sisters and their pregnancies, the story was that both had been to a sperm donor clinic and they were happy being single mothers. I loved having them live with me and enjoyed being a hands-on uncle and that Mum loved being a grandmother who could see her grandchildren on a daily basis.

That was the story and most of my teammates respected me for supporting my family in such a manner. They knew I lived in a big house and many of them had visited for a barbecue during the summer. Although we were teammates and professionals, and it wasn't expected for us to be friends, I had grown close to those that I'd been playing with the longest. It's fair to say that Billy was one of my best mates. His wife was lovely and his children were all fantastic.

Having another baby in the house didn't change things too much. I still happily got up to change a nappy or feed her a bottle. Occasionally I'd sit back on the couch and simply cuddle her while she was crying. I knew Kyla was still recovering and I wasn't the only one helping out as Mum loved looking after her newest grandchild.

Of course, having another child in the house turned my mother on when it came to intimacy. A couple of weeks after Kyla arrived home, we were in bed when Mum was really in the mood for me to fuck her. Feeling her legs around my ...

... hips, and ankles locked at my back, she was begging me to just fill her.

"Fill my womb, baby," she moaned as I pounded her, "Give me your baby. Fill up your mother so she can have your baby."

It no longer upset her, it was just a kink we shared. My sisters loved to lie there and watch as I made love to our mother, and knew that if it were possible, she would have loved to share a child with her son.

"Can only imagine what you'd look like when you were carrying our child," I growled, "Just spend my life knocking up my mother again and again."

"Fuck, baby," Mum moaned, "So fucking hot, the thought of you just filling me with your cum and then I'd have our daughter."

"Daughter?"

"Absolutely. We'd have a beautiful daughter, baby. She'd grow in my belly for nine months and then I'd have my son's child." The idea turned her on so much that the orgasm tore into her though I kept fucking her. "Oh god... Oh god... Don't stop, baby. Not until you fill my womb with your seed."

When we finished a couple of hours later, as Mum went out of her way to ensure I was empty and her pussy was dripping, she snuggled into my side and I was concerned that she'd upset herself. Meeting her eyes, they glowed with the unconditional love that she'd always had for me.

"Don't worry, sweetie," she assured me, "I just love being naughty. I love the fact you're having children with your sisters and that I get to be the grandmother to them, plus when Wendy and Rebecca give birth. Life ...