Family Reunion: Intrusive Parenting
by BangBear


“Yeah, come in!” Trevor called, answering the knock at his door. The knob turned, and in walked his father, and his mother immediately behind him. He waved his hand in front of his nose as the wall of weed smoke and sex laden air hit him all together. Alissa was laying against her brother, and they each held a game controller, the two taking a break from contributing to the stink in the air. Music came both from a wireless speaker and the game on the TV. How they could pay attention to either one was a mystery to their father. 

“You two’ve been busy,” he noted, looking at his two kids, both nude on the bed and coated in each other’s sweat and fluids. The room’s floor was littered with their clothes and empty cans of his beer. Harrison reached down to pick one up, holding the straps of his robe in his other hand. “Did you buy these?” he asked rhetorically.

“Uuuh, no…”

“Mmm.” He stood up from his squat and set the empty can on a desk as he walked towards the bed. “Well, your mother and I wanted to talk to you two about that.”

“Sorry, we’ll pay it back,” he answered.

“Told you it was too much to sneak,” Alissa said, slapping him on the shoulder.

“Not about sneaking beer,” Joanna corrected. “About responsibility.” The siblings looked at each other, puzzled, then back at their parents, both of whom now sat on the bed with them. Harrison was on Alissa’s side, and Joanna on Trevor’s.

“So, in order to help you two with that, we’re gonna give you two the ultimate responsibility,” she continued. 

“What do you mean?” Alissa asked, sitting up higher on the bed and looking back and forth between the two of them. Sitting up, she set the controller aside, trying to piece together what her mother was talking about.

The two parents took their respective kids hands as they smiled. “We’re gonna teach you what it’s like to become parents,” Harrison revealed. Alissa’s eyes went wide, and Trevor’s jaw dropped.

“W-what!? B-but, you always told us to be careful!” Alissa rebuffed. 

“Oh, sure, but it’s clear that you’ve got different ideas in mind. Why else would you try and trap me so often?”

She didn’t have an answer for that. Instead she looked over at her brother, jaw still on the floor, and now sporting another fierce erection, no doubt aided by those aphrodisiacs they took earlier. “Wha- Trevor!” 

“Wow, someone’s eager to put a baby in me,” his mom teased.

“You’re fucking with us,” he said, calling their bluff despite his clear hard-on. Joanna smirked at her son. She untied her robe and opened it, letting it slide off her shoulders to reveal her leaking tits. 

“You sound awfully confident. Would you bet creaming me on that?”

“I know you take birth control. Alissa, too.” He turned to look at her. “You said you’re on that right?”

She didn’t answer right away. 

“Liss, you’re on the pill, right?” he repeated.

“I’m… yeah, I’m taking pills.”

Harrison looked over at his wife, who returned his knowing glance. “Sweetheart,” he said to his daughter, “why don’t we go get your pills to show Trevor the proof?”

“They’re in my bag in the car still.”

“Oh, no,” Harrison said. “I brought your bag in, already. In fact it’s right outside the door. I’ll get it for you.” He sat up from the bed and opened the door once more, reaching just outside to get her suitcase and carry it over to her. “Go ahead, let’s see your birth control.”

Alissa looked nervously back and forth between her two parents, and now her nerves spread to her brother. “...Liss? Come on, just show us…” What was the holdup, he wondered.

With unsteady hands she unlocked her suitcase and flipped open the top, then from one of the compartments pulled out a small, generic pill bottle with almost two dozen little white pills inside. She kept her gaze low to avoid her family’s eyes. Her parents looked at each other once again, catching their reckless daughter in her little scheme. Trevor didn’t follow at first, but then it dawned on him all at once. That was not the original bottle. His sister had mixed in the active pills with the placebos. It was impossible to tell the difference between the two. “Wha- Liss holy shit! What’s your deal?”

She was silent.

“Look at that. She’s been playing Russian Roulette with her uterus for who knows how long, and we’re both part of it now,” Harrison said to his son.

“Alissa’s taking it wrong, and I’ve stopped taking mine. So, since you already might have gotten your sister pregnant, why not your mom, too?” Joanna crawled closer to him on the bed, her face close to his. Trevor’s breath was shaky, and his erection was almost painful now. He could smell her freshly washed hair, the shampoo strong on her.

“No, no way, I don’t believe you.” She smirked at him.

“Then prove it.” She could tell he was angry the way he looked at her just before he pounced, pushing her onto her back on the bed and mounting her, cock sliding in and immediately thrusting away at her.

“Wow, look at them go at it,” Harrison said after setting the suitcase on the floor and out of the way. He sat next to his daughter as she watched her brother fuck their mother, Harrison placing his hand on her upper back. She turned to look up at him, her father smiling down at her before pushing her forward onto her stomach with her legs bent over the edge of the bed. Then, she felt his heavy rod fall down onto her butt. Her eyes went wide.

“Dad…?”

“Sssshhhhh, you wanted this, right?” he asked, aligning his dark red rod with her puffy, animalistic pussy. His tip pierced between her lips and slid inside her well lubricated walls, courtesy of her brother just a little while early and surely again later. She gasped, dropping the bottle and grabbing the messy sheets of Trevor’s bed.

“Aah, Dad!” This felt different. Never before was her dad so eager to do this knowing she could get pregnant. Every time before this it had been completely one sided. But now… 

“Feel that?” he asked, flexing within her. “Feel your dad’s cock deep inside you?”

Alissa buried her face in the bed. “Yeah…”

“Want it deeper?”

“...yeah…” she admitted. He rewarded her by sinking himself farther in, his hips squishing against her butt and pushing her into the bed. She moaned down into the mattress as he started to fuck.

Her mother joined in with her vocalizations, reaching her arms around her son to pull him in and kiss him while he pounded at her pussy. She moaned into his mouth and let him have his fun for a bit, but eventually she pushed him up off of her and raised herself off the bed. Now she sat upright with him face to face, huffing as she rocked her hips against him with him still inside. 

“Does the idea of knocking me up get you that excited?”

“I… I don’t believe you,” he said again, now sounding more doubtful.

“Hah, trying to convince yourself you’re not gonna be a daddy? There’s no shame in stopping, you know.” 

“You’re lying.”

Harrison had discarded his robe by now and leaned on Alissa’s shoulders, pinning her under his strong arms and keeping her solidly in place through his heavy thrusts. The previous deposits audibly squished out with each thrust, soaking the sheets at the edge of the bed. “God, you’re a mess. How many times did you cum in her?”

“Ngh, three? Four?”

“He might’ve beat you to the punch, Harry. You’d better hurry.” She pressed her forehead against his and looked into where his eyes were behind his bangs. “Think you’ve got enough left for me?”

“I- you’re not gonna get preg- mmph!” She cut him off with a kiss, holding him close and rolling her hips against him. Her mouth was minty, and fairly clear she’d just brushed her teeth. She forced him to fall backwards onto the bed, leaving her to ride him freely. He managed to pull his lips away from his mom with a small gasp. She continued riding, sliding herself along his cock and letting her weight fall down on her son.

“Fuck, Mom…” He turned to look at his father, just about knot deep in his sister. “You’re cool with this?!” he asked him. There was no way this wasn’t a prank, he reasoned, but if it wasn’t...

“Ngh, listen to your mother, Trevor, but you can watch me breed your sister while you do that.” Alissa moaned deep and turned her head to face her brother, their faces close enough to feel each other’s breath as they lay perpendicular. He could see a deep need in her eyes, one he hadn’t ever seen from her before when they fucked. It shook him.

“Holy shit, Liss... you actually wanna get pregnant?!” She couldn’t answer him. Her eyes closed in bliss and shame, and her hands grabbed the sheets harder. Harrison smirked and leaned down, letting her feel his weight on her. His fingers interlocked with hers. “That’s my girl,” he growled into her ear, his deep voice sending a chill down her neck and back. 

Her mind and body were at odds, but she couldn’t bring herself to try and stop her dad. Especially not now that he was onto her little game, and much more into it than she’d expected. It worried her, that he might actually succeed and plant a little gift inside her. But… it just felt so fucking good.

“Dude, what… what’s up with you two?!” Joanna answered him with another kiss to shut him up once more. Her hands held him by either side of his face, his mother breathing hard. His arms were flat against the bed, simply letting her do all the work, but as he sat with the idea he started warming up to it. It was dangerous, maybe immoral, but the idea of impregnating his own mom was exceedingly and overpoweringly hot.

“Aah!” Joanna cried out, breaking the kiss as a fleshy clap piercing through the room. Trevor’s hand stung, but he spanked his mom a second time anyway, even harder than before. His hips thrust up into her as his fingers dug into her meaty cheeks. 

“Hah, you wanna get pregnant? Fine!” His thrusts sped up, bouncing his mom up off of him only for her to land and repeat the trip. “But I’m not paying child support, that’s on you.”

“Oh, yes you are, Mister!” she rebutted angrily between pants. “And you’re picking them up from school!” This time it was him that shut her up with a kiss, pulling her in by the back of the head. Her fingers ran through his hair as their tongues danced.

Alissa and her father had front row seats to the Oedipal display, but it broke down the daughter first. “Fuck, Dad I’m gonna cum!”

“Hah, me too sweetheart. Daddy’s gonna make you a momma, in just a second.” His hips thrust faster, pushing his knot against her lips. It was a harder take than her brother, but his insistent knotfucking stretching her out earlier spared them some struggle. The bulb flared and pressed hard, squishing in between her lips with a cry of effort from both of them.

At the same time, Trevor and his mother shared kiss after taboo kiss in between pants, both of them close to their own orgasms. “Gonna cum,” he said bluntly between kisses. 

“Do it,” she encouraged. “Make me cum and breed me proper!” In one decisive thrust, his knot stuck firmly in his mom’s cunt and unloaded, flooding her with extra virile seed from the drug he and his sister indulged in prior that night.

Next to them, his father did the same to his sister. She cried out as Harrison painted her cervix white, the big dog laying all his weight down on her. Her toes splayed as she came with him, milking his cock with her contractions.

Joanna’s hips rolled against her son to coax as much seed from him, moaning into his mouth as she climaxed with another kiss. She reached for his hands and tangled her fingers with his, basking in the bliss of united climax with her son. Her juice sprayed down around his shaft and soaked into the sheets, clenching hard around him as he filled her generously. Trevor pumped hard up into her, his cum eventually backflowing out of her past the seal his knot made within her and pooling with her squirt on the sheets.

“There you go, there you go, baby,” Harrison cooed into his daughter’s ear, his rolling hips slowly coming to a stop. He planted his forearm down flat against the mattress to rest, dividing his weight between that and his trembling daughter’s back. “How’s that, sweetheart? Like getting bred by your old man?”

“Oh my god, dad,” she ground her butt back up against him. His turgid cock stirred firmly within her, baiting gasps from her. “Are you for re-mmph!” A kiss from him halted her questioning, leaving the thought to simmer a little longer.

Joanna pulled her lips from her son, a long strand of drool stretching until it broke. She smiled down at him with a giggle. “My little man,” she praised, a confusing swirl of emotion on his face and in his shaky breath. “How do you feel?”

“I… there’s no way…”

“Maybe not this time, but we can always try again. Do you wanna see me all ballooned up? My boobs even bigger than they are now?” He didn’t answer her right away, trying to imagine how she’d look all plumped up with another kid. He didn’t like the conclusion he came to.

“…yeah…” he answered, his grip tightening on her thighs as he delivered another protracted thrust upwards into her. Joanna’s brows raised in some surprise, laughing and leaning down to kiss him again. 

“Your mom looks great pregnant,” his dad chimed in. “I bet this one will, too.” Alissa huffed and turned to look up at him. He was grinning at her and went in of another peck on her lips. Her heart raced, her dad’s words replaying over and over in her mind. She opened her mouth to speak, but before she got the chance her father interrupted.

“So how do you play this, anyway?” he asked, picking up her discarded controller.