0 comments/ 53937 views/ 1 favorites Conception By: Jipai Je crois que je ne vous ai jamais dit comment Éric fut conçu Nous étions à l'époque Georges et moi, (Georges c'est mon mari) mariés depuis quelques moi. Georges me faisait part de ces envies de paternité. Moi j'avais 23 ans encore peu soucieuses de ce genre de responsabilité mais au fond je voulais faire plaisir à mon mari qui était si prévenant pour moi C'était donc l'été, mes parents avaient loué pour nous tous une maison dans l'arrière-pays provençal, nous étions ensemble et tout allait pour le mieux entre mes parent et Georges qui les appréciait beaucoup. Nous faisons la sieste tous les jours car le temps était vraiment très chaud et je me souviens que nous reposions nus sur notre lit Georges et moi. Bien sûr il a voulu me faire l'amour et je l'ai accueilli bien volontiers j'avais arrêté la pilule depuis deux mois ce qui rendait Georges plus enthousiaste encore. Il m'a donc prise la dans la pénombre tiède de la chambre alors que dehors le soleil écrasait la campagne. J'ai senti son sexe ouvrir mes lèvres intimes, il est entré en moi. J'ai frissonné et j'ai senti Georges se mettre à s'agiter sur mon ventre. Il haletait au-dessus de moi, pesant de tout son poids sur mon corps, j'ai frémi en le sentant en moi. Georges n'a pas sexe surdimensionné et je dois dire que mon plaisir était mesuré. J'ai dû simuler un peu histoire de l'encourager je me suis mis à soupirer j'ai même gémi en le sentant s'agiter plus vite me donner de furieux coups de reins et puis rapidement libérer le sperme que je sentais se répandre en moi. Il a eu un gros soupir, et puis Georges a basculé sur le côté histoire de retrouver un peu de fraîcheur. Il m'a embrassée en me chuchotant que cette fois sera la bonne, j'ai souri timidement. Georges n'était pas un vrai adepte de la sieste, il s'ennuyait vite au lit et dans une semi somnolence je l'ai entendu se lever sans bruit, il enfilait son maillot de bain et il a quitté la chambre. Plus tard j'ai entendu le plouf qu'il a fait dans l'eau quand il a plongé et puis il s'est mis à faire des longueurs de bassin j'ai replongé dans un demi-sommeil bienfaiteur. Le grincement léger de la porte m'a fait rouvrir les yeux. J'ai aperçu la tête de mon père passer par l'ouverture, il me souriait, en entrant dans la chambre et en refermant la porte avec précaution. J'en ai été si surprise que je n'ai pas réagie, il s'est approché du lit et sans un mot il s'est allongé près de moi tout en souriant. « Tu es de plus en plus belle » a-t-il murmuré en m 'attirant à lui. J'ai soudain eu froid, un grand frisson m'a parcouru sur toute la surface de ma peau, et pour le coup j'étais bien réveillée. Papa m'a prise dans ses bras puissants et tout à coup j'ai retrouvé cette intimité qui avait été la nôtre pendant mes années d'adolescence. Papa dans mon lit, cela faisait un moment que ce n'était pas arrivé. Ses lèvres ont embrasser ma joue, elles ont cherché ma bouche et je me suis laissé faire, tout m'est revenus en mémoire en un instant, cette sensation de sécurité entre ses bras, cette douceur qui était la sienne et rien qu'à lui. Mon corps s'est détendu et je me suis laissée aller contre sa peau chaude. Il a commencé à m'embrasser partout, la bouche, le cou, les seins, le ventre et puis j'ai senti mes cuisses s'ouvrir sous la poussée de ses genoux qui s'insinuaient entre mes jambes. Papa à glissé contre moi et j'ai senti sa bouche se poser sur ma fente. J'ai pensé à Georges à cet instant, dehors le clapotis de l'eau me disait qu'il faisait toujours des longueurs de bassin pendant que maman lisait à l'ombre au bord de la piscine. J'étais entre deux univers, celui de mon mari et celui de mon père qui m'avait ouvert aux choses du sexe de façon si délicieuse qu'il m'était difficile de lui refuser quoi que ce soit. C'est ainsi que je l'ai laissé faire, remonter mon désir, que j'ai gémis sous sa langue et ses lèvres si douces je me suis ouverte à lui et je l'ai accueillie quand il a estimé que j'étais assez chaude pour cela Papa a glissé sur moi j'ai senti le sexe tendu frotté sur mon ventre et puis glisser plus bas entre mes cuisses et enfin remonte, papa pesait sur moi le souffle haletant. Moi, fascinée et subjuguée par ce qui arrivait je ne disais rien sous lui, je le regardais, admirative de sa masculinité. J'ai senti mes lèvres intimes s'ouvrir pour la seconde fois cet après-midi la et puis mon vagin encore trempée de la semence de Georges s'écarta et papa d'un coup de rein magnifiquement délicieux s'est propulsé en moi. J'ai poussé un « ah » étouffé et nous sommes restés ainsi un long moment qui n'appartenait rien qu'à nous. De dehors nous parvenait le bruit de l'eau, , Georges continuait à nager, de temps en temps il échangeait un mot avec maman sous son arbre. Puis j'ai senti le membre de papa qui commençait à labourer mon vagin. J'ai gémi, j'en avais perdu l'habitude et mon père avait un sexe au-dessus de la moyenne en grosseur comment longueur et je le sentais qui tapait au fond de mon ventre contre mon utérus. Il allait et venait d'un mouvement régulier délicieusement rythmé. Je fermais les yeux pour mieux me consacrer à cette sensation si particulière et qui avait le don de m'envoyer à chaque fois vers des paradis interdits. Papa me besognait et je crois que cela a duré, duré, le temps a perdu sa notion première pendant que je plongeais dans les délices d'une baise interdite. Son accélération m'a fait rouvrir les yeux, papa était au-dessus de moi, il me regardait de façon si intense que j'en étais hypnotisée. J'ai plongé mon regard dans ses yeux sombres, nous étions un, nos corps si imbriqués et si complices qu'il suffisait de se laisser aller. C'est-ce que j'ai fait. J'ai senti soudain que papa se crispait sur moi, j'ai senti sa bite palpiter puis tressaillir et puis juste après des spasmes à n'en plus finir, des coups de reins qui faisaient de moi une poupée de chiffon entre les bras puissants qui m'enserraient si fortement. J'ai crié je crois, et papa m'a mis la main sur la bouche pour étouffer mes cris. Dans un dernier coup de rein, papa s'est fiché en moi comme un pieu en terre. Je sentais ses jets de sperme envahir mon ventre. Je ne peux pas dire combien de temps nous sommes restés ainsi enlacés l'un à l'autre. Nous étions si bien dans cette chambre ombreuse dans l'après-midi ensoleillée de Provence. Dehors les cigales emplissaient l'air de leurs stridences crispées. J'ai entendu Georges et maman qui parlaient ensemble. Je me suis fait la réflexion, ils s'entendent bien Georges et maman. j'en ai été heureuse me laissant aller à mon bonheur du moment. Papa me tenait chaud mais peu m'importait, j'aimais sentir son poids rassurant sur mon corps trempé de sueur. Nous sommes restés ainsi un long moment sans bouger. Et puis papa a relevé la tête il m'a souri il a glissé sur le côté j'ai ressenti un grand froid mais papa était près de moi je ne devais pas avoir peur du monde, j'étais protégé. Son sexe est redevenu dur, je l'ai senti contre mes fesses, les bras de papa m'ont entouré il m'a ramené contre lui, sa main a écarté mes globes fessiers et j'ai senti son gland s'appuyer sur mon anus. Papa a donné un coup de rein et son sexe à retrouver sa voie dans mon ventre comme lorsque plus jeune et encore vierge, il me sodomisait pour préserver mon hymen. Mon cul s'est rouvert pour lui, mon sphincter laissant le passage à sa verge. Il se planta profondément en moi avant de s'immobiliser encore pour jouir de l'instant. Ses deux mains puissantes m'avaient prise par les seins me collant à lui. Et dans l'après-midi torride, papa a repris ses mouvements de va et vient entre mes fesses. Son souffle chaud balayait ma nuque pendant qu'il faisait de moi sa chose. Pour la seconde fois de l'après-midi il se laissa aller et je sentis le sperme envahir mon ventre. Plus tard encore nous avons rejoint Georges et maman au bord de la piscine ils étaient radieux, j'étais un peu honteuse mais papa était là pour me soutenir. Nous avons recommencé papa et moi, sous le ciel pur provençal, lorsque Georges et maman nous laissaient un moment de solitude (Que nous recherchions) nous nous précipitions l'un vers l'autre pour des étreintes éperdues. Papa bandait, il me prenait, il jouissait en moi et je le recevais avec délice. A la fin de l 'été mes règles ne sont pas revenues, j'en ai été heureuse pour Georges. Conception Party It was an early fall day. Keith and I had joined my dad and brother, John, on a trip to Alabama to visit family. Although Keith and my visit wasn't so innocent. See, Keith and I had recently decided to have children. But we didn't want to wait to see if we could do it on our own. I wanted to be pregnant now! So, we decided to have a family "party" to be sure I was with child by next month. Since my grandfather's house was under construction Keith and I stayed at a nearby hotel while my dad and John stayed with our uncle, which is where they were now. Keith and I woke up relatively late this particular morning. John, my dad, Grandpa, and my two cousins, Justin and Robert were going to be stopping by the hotel to pick us up and go spend the day in Birmingham. As the mid-morning sun hit my eyes, I rolled over and reached out for my husband. He moaned as my cool hand touched his bare chest. Gently he slid my hand down to stroke his upright shaft. I always loved waking up with him in the mornings because he's always ready to go. Keith arched as I slowly ran my fingers down his hard cock to cup his balls. He moaned softly and I smiled to myself. Maybe we could have a morning fuck and start our party a little early. I slid down, my hot breath caressing his bare hips. Keith moaned at the small touches, arching and writhing. I softly kissed the head of his cock that was peeking out of his boxers. I heard him suck in a sharp breath as my tongue began to slowly swirl around the swollen tip of his dick. I watched my husband's hands clench the sheets in tight fists as I took all of him into my mouth. As I shoved him deeper down my throat, I began to caress and fondle his cum-filled balls. They were tight and ready for release. As much as I loved swallowing, we had come down here for a reason and not a single drop of cum would go to waste. I crawled up his body, pulling my t-shirt off. I straddled him and slowly lowered myself onto his dick, letting him stretch and fill me as much as possible. We both moaned as he fully pushed into my soaking wet pussy. Slowly I began to ride him, reveling in the feel of his dick sliding in and out. Keith gripped my hips and began thrusting up into me. I moaned as I let him take control. His breathing was getting faster and his thrusts more erratic. I knew he was getting close. He reached up, grabbing my tits and squeezing them, making me arch. Suddenly, I felt him tense, felt his hot cum shooting into me. I moaned loudly, grinding against him to work out every last bit of cum. Right at that moment, the door opened and there stood my father, my brother, my grandfather, and my two cousins. All had looks of lust on their faces. Surprisingly, they walked in and shut the door behind them. John, my brother, just couldn't take his eyes off of me and Keith. Part of me wanted to cover myself up but that would defeat the purpose. "Did we interrupt something," my dad asked, his eyes glued to my tits. "No, in fact you're just in time," Keith said. "What do you mean?" Keith and I looked at each other and shared a small smile. "Well, Keith and I are trying to get pregnant. But we need your help. See, we don't want to leave it up to the odds. If we had more cum then the more likely I'll get pregnant." We watched as excitement, confusion, realization, and finally lust flew across all of their faces. "Are you sure about this," my cousin Robert asked after a brief silence. "Absolutely." I looked at each one of them, making sure they understood how serious we were. Then I watched as my brother stepped forward, quickly undoing his jeans. My mouth began to water as he let his jeans and boxers fall to the floor. I slid off of Keith and knelt on the floor in front of my brother. His dick was already raging hard. He grabbed the back of my head, forcing his cock down my throat. I moaned in ecstasy. God he tasted so good. John threw his head back as I began to slide him in and out of my mouth, my cool fingers playing with his balls. He moaned, gripping my hair even tighter. As I sucked on my brother's cock, I noticed the room had gotten really quiet. I looked around and saw that everyone was watching, their hands on their dicks gently stroking. Even Grandpa had his cock out. John pulled me to my feet then pushed me back on the bed. He kicked off his pants then stretched out beside me. His fingers lightly traced up my inner thigh until they found the warm wetness of my pussy. I moaned and spread my legs wider as he slid a finger into me. My hand found his dick and I squeezed gently causing him to shove his finger deeper into me. John leaned down and began sucking on my nipple. I arched and moaned loud. It wasn't long before he removed his finger from my pussy and slid his body between my legs. I whimpered and writhed under him as I felt the head of his cock push into me. My fingers dug into his back as he pushed completely into me. "Fuck! You've got such a tight little pussy, baby sis. God, I can feel myself stretching you," he growled in my ear. He propped himself above me and began pounding away. I wrapped my legs around him allowing deeper access. I felt the pressure building as my brother fucked me harder and faster. His breathing was getting heavier and he was losing his rhythm but it felt so good having my brother's dick shoved so deep in me. "Come on bubby. Knock up your little sister. She needs your fucking cum," I whispered in his ear. At that moment, I felt him spill his hot juices into me while my pussy clenched around his cock. I moaned as he thrust into me, forcing some of his cum to run down my thigh. John kissed me softly then moved away. I looked behind him to see my two cousins walking towards me. They'd already stripped and were playing with their cocks. Quickly I got on all fours at the edge of the bed. Justin shoved his dick into my mouth hard, his balls slapping against my chin. Robert walked around and knelt behind me. I felt his dick rub against my pussy, coating his cock in my juices and some of my brother's cum that had dropped out. Justin began fucking my throat, just barely tapping the back of my throat. Robert slowly slid his dick into me, moaning and gripping my hips. As Robert began to fuck me over, I sucked on Justin harder and faster, trying to work his cum up. He threw his head back as my tongue explored every inch of his cock. I felt Robert find his rhythm and ground against him. It wasn't long before I tasted a bit of pre-cum on Justin's cock. Robert was keeping a steady rhythm until Justin pulled out and asked him to stop. He then lay down on the bed and had me crawl on top of him. Justin slid is dick into my cum-soaked pussy and motioned for Robert to come up behind me. I moaned and nearly screamed as Robert shoved his dick into my cunt along with Justin's. I'd never been DP'd before but it felt absolutely amazing. Since I couldn't move much I let them find their own rhythm and simply concentrated on keeping myself steady. The boys pounded away in me. I felt my release building and prayed that they would cum soon. Justin rose up just enough to suck on my tits with Robert holding them together for him. Robert squeezed them hard, his thrusts becoming more powerful. Suddenly, I felt warmth filling me up and some spilling out of me as my cousins groaned with their release. There was so much cum it was soaking the sheets on the bed. I let them up and then collapsed on the bed. My pussy was full of cum but I needed so much more. I looked up to see my daddy walking towards me, his cock in his hand. I licked my lips in anticipation. I'd been daydreaming of sucking and fucking my dad's cock ever since I was 14. Now, I was actually going to have the opportunity. He slowly pushed his dick into my mouth. He was barely in when I started to gag. I never realized just how huge he was. I moaned as my tongue explored every inch of my father's shaft, flicking over the head and sliding down to the base. My daddy moaned and gripped my hair as he began to fuck my throat, his cum-filled balls slapping against my chin. I reached up and grabbed them, stroking them gently with my thumb. He began to thrust into my throat harder and faster, his balls tightening up. Gently, he pulled his cock out of my mouth, letting it slide along my lips. Then he crawled between my legs, pushing into me. We both moaned as he stretched me wide. "I think it's time I knock my little girl up," he whispered in my ear. I whimpered and nodded. Daddy began pounding away in my cum-soaked pussy, pushing some cum out. I spread my legs wider, hoping he would go deeper. God, it felt so good having my daddy's cock shoved up in me. I nearly got off just thinking about it. Daddy grabbed my tits, squeezing and fondling them. I arched against his touch and moaned. He leaned down, still fucking me, and started sucking on my nipples. I moaned and clawed at his back, grinding against him. He propped himself up above me, putting all he had into every thrust. "Time to make my baby girl a mommy," Daddy said. He gripped my hips and pounded away harder and faster than ever. He groaned in my ear as he spilled his hot cum into me. I dug my fingers into his back as my pussy milked his cock for every last drop. Daddy softly kissed me before getting up, wiping the remaining bit of cum on my thigh. Before I could even catch a breath, another cock was pushing its way into my pussy. Or at least that's what I thought it was. But when I looked down I found my grandfather's face shoved into my cunt, his tongue licking and tasting every inch of me. I arched off the bed as his tongue speared me, cleaning out all the cum before. I clawed at the sheets as he tongue-fucked me. His rough whiskers lightly scratched my inner thighs as he gripped my hips, pushing his tongue even deeper. Slowly he licked up my slit, giving my pussy lips one last kiss before he shoved his raging hard dick into my cunt. Grandpa kissed me deeply, making me taste the cum he'd licked out of my pussy. I moaned into his mouth as he started thrusting into me. He may have had a bad hip but he sure didn't act like it was bothering him now. His wrinkled hands gripped my tits, squeezing my nipples into tight points. He flicked his tongue over them, making me arch hard. His teeth grazed my breasts leaving slight marks. Grandpa's hands slid down my sides to grip my hips then slid around to grab my ass, tilting me up a bit to get a better angle. God, he was hitting all the right places. Grandpa had obviously been around the block a few times. "I think it's time you give me a great-grandbaby," he growled in my ear. I arched as I felt him cumming in me. His warmth filled me up, some leaking out as he thrust into me one last time. Grandpa rolled off of me, his breathing labored. He kept one hand on one of my tits, gently stroking and fondling it. I reached down as he played with my nipple to rub my fingers through all the cum I'd taken in the past 3 hours. I moaned as I coated my fingers in it, spreading it all over my pussy. This has got to be the best party I'd ever been to. A month later, Keith and I were back home and life was back to normal. Except for one thing. I'd either missed a period or it was extremely late. I ran to the drugstore to grab a pregnancy test. Maybe the party had actually served its purpose. After coming home, peeing on the stick, and ten minutes later, I had the results. Positive. But, who was the father? Conception Point As I look out over the bleak winter city streets, I recall the warmth of a summer day out in rural Alberta where I grew up. I'm sitting in a coffee shop and stir the sugar and cream in my mug and my mind drifts away to a better time and place, back home. The day my mind returns to is the topic of this story. The farm I lived on was quite isolated and had stretches of farmland and treed clearings, with lots of wildlife. Frequently hunters would arrive and wanted to build concealed blinds up in tree tops from which to hunt deer. This would be in the fall season , so in spring and summer I would climb up and wait for deer to come into the clearing so I could shoot them...with a camera. It sort of sickened me when the hunters would kill on my property and I had no desire to do this. One late afternoon, I was up in my tree stand and heard a rustling in the bushes. I got my trusty camera ready and held my breath. Deer are easily spooked by pretty much anything. To my amazement, instead of a deer making it's way into the clearing , it was a slender but shapely girl. I remember recalling that the neighbor had a college girl visiting them and I assumed this must be her. What a beauty she was! Long and curly red hair, big green eyes and such a hot body. My throat got dry and my scalp tingled. I wondered what she was doing here. Apparently she had come here to read and that is what she set about to do. She rolled out a yoga mat right under my tree stand and pulled a magazine out of her backpack. She laid on her stomach and flipped through the pages. Her butt cheeks were well rounded and nakedly visible from out the frayed bottoms of her cut off tight denim shorts. As she read, the calves of her legs swayed and crossed at the ankles, right above her taut, round ass and tawny, bare thighs. I had a sudden urge to bury my face in between her butt cheeks and lick and tongue-kiss her anus while massaging her voluptuous derrière. The sun warmed her skin as she read and I couldn't believe my luck. I took a few photos to fuel my self induced climaxes I had planned for later. She continued reading and humming to herself as the insects, birds and the breeze sang along. She reached back and swatted a mosquito that had landed on her left butt cheek. Her hand left a red welt on her quivering ass flesh. I now had a perfect view of her denim covered crotch. The fabric was pulled tightly up in-between her legs and was slightly darkened around her perfectly framed pussy mound. This would warrant some more pictures! On magnification of the photos I'd be able to enjoy every square inch of her nubile form, maybe even spot a stray pussy hair amongst the white cotton threads of her faded cut off jean shorts. I was so distracted as I admired her that I slipped and made a bit of noise up in my deer blind! This was a first but so was prairie girl watching, I suppose. I froze in place and prayed I would not be found out. She turned her head and looked in my general direction for a while. Sadly, she decided to leave the clearing and once again, looked back over her shoulder to where I was hiding as she sauntered away. That night I dreamed of her and woke up with very erect and aroused genitals. I knew I wanted to see her again, but would she ever risk walking out into my clearing again? As unlikely as this was, I went back out there and took a seat in the tree stand once again. To my delight, she returned, this time wearing a bathrobe and cowboy boots. Her hair was wet and I remembered the family she was visiting had a hot tub. This time she laid on her back on a mat directly in front of the tree where I was hiding. She held a magazine in front of her face, which hid me safely from her view. I started stroking my growing bulge as I watched her, while being very quiet, of course. I looked closely at her book and was surprised to see it was porn! There were men as well as women featured and this got me even more aroused. As she continued reading, her hand strayed down below her bare, downy belly and cupped her sex mound, still covered by the bathrobe. She then parted her legs and drew her knees up to her chest. She was now fully exposed and I had to stop touching myself or else I'd cum in my shorts. She tossed the book aside, and with her eyes closed in bliss, yawned and smiled to herself. I watched fascinated as she massaged her small, ripe breasts and nipples and arched her back. She was moaning as she spread her legs in a vulgar display of hot pink wetness. She strummed at her clitty, while squeezing her nipples. Her head was turned to one side, her mouth was open and her eyes were shut tight as her moans became louder and more lustful. Her heels dug into the grass, her hips raised up and I looked down at her hot vagina, well lit and wide open in the broad daylight. I couldn't help but do what I did next. I took out my hard cock, kneeling carefully on my platform, and pumped it with long solid movements. I continued staring at the space between her legs and squirted my pent up love cream at her! I was right on target. My come shot drilled into her pink, fertile gash. She screamed and climaxed at the same time while looking right at me! I was still holding my cock when her lust glazed eyes closed tightly again and she began driving her cum coated fingers, three at a time, deeply into her sex furrow. I waited out the next few days for a knock at my door and surely expected I was in trouble. Nothing ever came of it. I heard news of her only once later, months later, that someone had made her pregnant and she went back to Montana to have the baby.