A Harem Story

SOMETIME IN THE FUTURE

"Come inside me. Give me another baby," the vixen whispered breathily into his ear. He growled in approval, and his thrusts became even heavier.

Her limbs stayed wrapped around him even as he pounded her into the mattress. Even her big tits pressing against his chest felt like they were hugging him. His cock slid in and out of her pussy over and over, making repetitive squishing noises.

"I want one more than her. I'm your favorite girl to breed, aren't I?"

"AAAAHHHH..." He raspily yelled in satisfaction. They could probably be heard throughout the house. Thank god his other women had taken the kids out to the park - both for the kids' sake, and for the sake of the domestic peace if someone had heard her little admission of rivalry.

"Yes you are... my little breeding sow," he barely got out between grunts.

She descended into long high-pitched moans at that point, each of them not finishing before another thrust retriggered it, making it just a long continuous looping moan. He loved when she lost control like that, becoming a little squeaky toy for him. Her legs had long lost the grip on his back too, and were now swaying in the air lewdly, opening her up even more for his ravishing.

He devolved into his animal self too, resulting in a cacophony of moans, his possessive growls mixing with her submissive whining. The wet slaps of her pussy as he slammed into it again and again added the last note of the vulgar symphony.

Finally, he started to come into her unprotected pussy.

"AAAAARGHHHHHH!!!" "~~~aaaaaaaahhhh~~~"

The volume of their voices reached their climax as they did. They brayed into each other's ears as his cock pumped his seed into her receptive hips. Her legs wrapped around him again, now that he had stopped thrusting, as if to make sure he didn't pull out and deny her young, fertile body his babymakers.

He would never, of course. He couldn't even think of it, his consciousness completely lost in the orgasm. He had hilted himself at her cervix, his cock feeding his cum directly into her womb. The ecstasy made him see stars, and he didn't even notice the noises he was making.

This perfect doll, this goddess, was his forever. This sweet pussy his to fuck. He already knew that. But nothing beat the feeling of knocking a girl up, of her deepest womanly vulnerability being offered up, and taking it. Of infusing her with his essence, biologically marking her as his for nine months. Her body underneath him felt hotter than ever.

Finally, the spurts of his cum subsided and he noticed himself panting, almost drooling, into her neck. Her moan went on for a few more seconds.

He sat back, without exiting her, still slowly pumping in and out. He just breathed and took in his surroundings, for the first time in a while.

The master bedroom with the huge bed in the middle still felt luxurious to him, and the gorgeous woman on it made it even better. Her lovely face, of which he knew every detail... it almost looked like she had a pregnant glow already. She had her eyes closed and was basking in the aftermath of the pleasure, heavily breathing, big tits moving up and down. He could see drops of sweat on them, and on her belly too, which would hopefully soon swell with his child once more.

What a beautiful life he lived. He felt grateful for the old woman's revelation for the millionth time.

He waited for her to come out of her trance.

Finally, something seemed to cross her mind, and she opened her eyes and spoke. "Those sluts don't deserve you. We take care of you in this house just fine."

Not wanting to rehash an old argument, he kissed her forehead, and slowly pulled out of her lovely form. "Your sister is among them, you know."

"Don't remind me..." she smiled dryly, then seductively. "I remember when you used to fuck us together..."

"Careful," he got serious. "You're going too far. This was cutting it close already. You've both made your choice."

"I know."

They were quiet for some time, him just caressing her legs that were still wrapped around him.

"I just love being your destined lover. I love how I was made for you." She looked up at him adoringly, and rubbed her crotch against his already recovered cock.

He smiled despite himself, and entered her once more.

...TO BE CONTINUED?(in the present)

Who are these women living with our protagonist? And what's this one's relationship with her sister? Who are these "sluts" outside the household? Who is the "old woman" and what was her revelation? And most importantly, how did we get here?

...all these and more questions may be answered in future installments! Will continue if there is interest, so let me know :)