Who Took My Cherry? – pt4

When I awoke Friday morning, I was feeling sick and nauseated again. This was the third day that I awoke feeling so horrible. The past two days I managed to go to school, but today I decided against it. Three men have shot loads into me, and the odds are one of them has knocked me up. Since my period was also late. I decided to talk to Mom before she left for work. Mom already knew something was wrong when I didn’t wake up on time. I heard a knock at my door about 30 minutes after I would normally be awake.
“Are you Ok in there?” My mom said in a concerned voice.
“I’m not feeling good Mom, and not going to school today” I replied.
“Anything I can do?” She questioned me again.
“We need to talk, but after Mike goes to school” I said to her while holding my hands
over my tummy as the pain returned.
Mike leaves for school about the same time I do. I waited another 20 minutes before
getting out of bed and looking for Mom. Dad already left for work, I heard his car pull out of the driveway. Mike also should be at the bus stop by now if Dad didn’t drop him off.
I looked around for Mom, and didn’t see her right away. I heard noises coming from the
kitchen. As I entered I seen mom scrubbing a dirty dish.
“Mom, we need to talk.” I said to her with a bit of fear in my voice
She continued scrubbing the dish, her back facing me.
“What is it?” She asked.
“I think I’m pregnant…” I bluntly said in a soft voice.
The dish she was scrubbing immediately fell into the sink. I waited for what felt like an
eternity as I listened for her reply. I was expecting yelling and screaming, yet none of this
seemed to be happening.
“Why do you think your pregnant?” She asked in a concerned tone of voice.
“Mom, I’m late. And I’ve been feeling sick the past few days” I said to her more confidently.
Mom’s head lowered down, she seemed to not believe what she was hearing. Yet she
wasn’t asking when did the conception happen, or who was the father. All of this was
really making me confused. But I wasn’t about to tell her that three guys have fucked me.
Especially when one of them, I didn’t know for sure who it was.
“I should’ve known this would happen” Mom said as if commenting to herself rather.
I reminded silent, not sure what to make of all this.
“I’m sorry, this is all my fault.” Sadly mom said.
“What do you mean? I was the one who had sex” I questioned her.
“Yes, you did. But I let it happen.” Mom said again in a very sad voice while drying off
her hands.
“What?” I shouted out in a surprised voice.
I was still not sure what was going on here. But I never even suspected my own mother
might be involved in the plot.
She then pulled out the kitchen chair from under the table.
“Come here and sit down” She instructed.
I moved over to the chair and sat down. Mom then took the seat next to mine. For the
first time since we started talking, she looked me into the eyes.
“You don’t need to explain how your pregnant, because I was there the night it happened.” She said while her hand reached out to hold mine.
“Your Father and I have done many things in the past. Some of them I’m not very proud
of, or willing to talk about. But ever since we first started dating, your father has always
loved doing Incest roleplay with me.” She started to explain.
My mouth dropped as my own mother was now starting a sex talk with me. And not only
that, but she was already saying how some of there sexual fantasies were extra kinky.
“I must admit, the fantasies added variety to our nightly fun. It was never meant to be
harmful to anyone though. There has been many nights when your Father would seduce
me by first rubbing my feet as I laid there not doing much. And what happened was
totally not planned by anyone.” She continued to explain.
Again I was totally in shock at how my mother was saying she and Dad had done very
similar things to how I was fucked that first night with my mystery man.
“Mom? What are you saying?” I question her trying to get her to the point.
“You see. Your father and I thought we was alone in the house that night. We didn’t
expect you to be home so early. I told him earlier that morning that tonight could do one
of our incest foreplays. So he was expecting me to be doing something kinky that night.
We was both in the living room, watching TV, when I whispered into his ear to come find
me in 10 minutes. I left and headed to our bedroom where I put on a pair of Barney
panties, and Sesame Street T-Shirt.” Mom explained.
At this point… I couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of my Mother in just a T-Shirt and
panties while trying to look young. At the same time, My pussy was starting to get wet
while hearing the beginning of this sexual tease.
“I see that grin, don’t laugh at how I look. It was for the good of the roleplay. My pussy
was also shaved and ready for the action.” She teased while continuing the story.
“I bet it was Mom” I said with a wink to her.
“Anyway, I was in bed waiting for him and as time passed I started to wonder where he
was. I couldn’t hear any noises, and I knew he was going to be horny. I left the bedroom
and started looking for him. It didn’t take me long to see that he was in your bedroom.
At first, I was shocked and surprised to find him with you. But then when I saw him
playing with your feet and rubbing your legs, I realized that he must have thought that you
was me.” She said with more confidence and assurance.
My mystery was now solved. I knew my mystery lover was my very own father. But I
allowed mom to continue the story. Not only to figure out why it all happened, but it was
really turning me on.
“I almost pulled him off of you right away, but you seemed to be enjoying yourself. I let
it continue. Watching him pleasure you was oddly exciting for me as well, I started to touch myself. Your room was very dark, but I could make out a lot of what was happening. When you shouted out how wonderful it felt, I knew you wasn’t being raped. You also scared the crap out of your Father. He froze once he knew it was you, then looked back at the doorway wondering if I knew. He was surprised again as he saw me touching myself. Without saying a word I took off my Sesame Street shirt so he could see my breasts and hard nipples. I began to rub my nipples, anything to give him a visual positive reinforcement to continue. He smiled at me and blew me a kiss. Then resumed his action on you.” Mom said as she relived the moment.
I was really wanting to be fucked now. The fact my own Mother was watching us and
getting turned on herself was amazing. I started to wonder what kind of family was I in.
At the same time, I don’t regret what happened. Knowing it was my father made it even
more special. I tried to keep my cool as I sat in the chair listening to all of this. My
panties however told a different story as they were completely soaked in my juice.
“I can’t believe you watched it Mom.” I said to her and interrupted her story briefly.
“I couldn’t believe it either. But it was very exciting. Hearing you cum just from his fingers going inside of you almost made me cum too. Especially when he pulled out his fingers and saw the small amount of blood on them. As he was saying sorry to you, he moved his hand out towards me. His two fingers could barely be seen in the light, but I knew without seeing that he had just started to pop your cherry. As he looked back at me,
without saying a word, I knew what he wanted. I nodded my head and pushed two of my
own fingers into my pussy, to show him that he had my blessing. That’s when he slid his member into you. I had my own orgasm just watching him in silhouette taking your
cherry completely.” She said while biting her lip.
Mom defiantly was enjoying reliving this moment. She was getting just as turned on as I
was. Mom was wearing a robe that hid her panties from view. But I’m sure they was as
wet as my own.
At this point I thought I could stop her story, since I knew the rest, but she didn’t really
give me the chance.
“Once Your father started pumping into you very fast, I had orgasms every few minutes.
It was incredible watching him take you. And you was shouting out in pleasure, over and
over as you kept cumming. I knew he was a great lover, but watching him with you was
making me want him in me too.
I was almost lost in a trance when I heard your father asking if you really wanted to
become a woman. If you wanted to feel him cum in your pussy. He looked back at me for
approval, but I was way to busy finger myself.