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I had bred a lot of women over the last six months to realize my mommy-succubus’s dream.

Every girl at my high school and random women I met out in the world. Shopping. The theater. At Starbucks. My cock was sliding into every one of them I could. With my powers, I could cause them to ovulate. If they were on birth control, I would burn the chemical out of their blood or destroy the IUD in their uterus. Their husbands, boyfriends, and even fathers cheered me on as I slid my cock into their pussies and pumped them full of cum. Budding fourteen-year-old girls and sexy MILFs on the verge of menopause.

I had lost count of how many women it had been, but it was a lot. All of them pregnant with my succubus-daughters. The human race would slowly change. My mommy-succubus would get her revenge on Eve by supplanting all her daughters with succubi.

My mother’s favorite activity right now was to have me crash weddings. Nubile brides and bridesmaids and the mothers of the bride and groom and their guests. So many women who would need my cum. Who would need to be bred?

I parked our car before the church. It was an hour’s drive from our house. Mom had some app that let her know of any wedding announcement. Today was the Turner-Carter Wedding. The church had it on their announcement board. The parking lot was full of cars. A white limo was on standby to whisk the happy couple to their reception.

My dick was throbbing hard. Now that I didn’t turn women into my wives when I bred them, I had nothing holding me back from fucking any female. My mommy-succubus wanted me to breed them all, and I would do it. I would make her happy.

And it was a lot of fun. Between all my wives back at home who were all six months pregnant and horny to the women I was breeding every hour of the day, I was having so much pleasure. I was fully awakened to my cambion nature.

I climbed out of the car and could feel all the wombs in the church just eager for my cum. They didn’t even know it yet. They were all begging to have my jizz fired into their pussies. I would baste them with jizz. Just coat them with my spunk. It would be such a magical moment to soak their eggs in my seed.

I walked around the car and opened the door. My mommy-succubus wore a low-cut dress of cream, her black hair spilling down to her shoulders. Her large, lactating breasts jiggled in her blouse. Her belly swelled round before her. I held out my hand to her.

“Mmm, thank you, Master,” she cooed. She still called me that. I mean, technically I did own her. I summoned her. Bound her to me. She should obey me, but…

How could I tell my mother what to do? She had raised me to obey her. That wasn’t a habit I could easily break. Not when the rewards were so wonderfully sweet. She slid out of the car with my help, graceful and sexy. Her curving stomach only enhanced her beauty.

It was as if the pregnancy made her more attractive. More stunning. More fertile and desirable.

She took my arm, her flowery perfume filling my nose. We crossed the parking lot, her heels clicking. She wore black stilettos. My dick throbbed harder and harder. All those wombs in there needing my cum. It would be such a delight.

I opened the door and we entered the foyer of the church. From small speakers in the church, the preacher’s sermon could be heard. The ceremony was going on. That was when Mom liked to show up. She was a kinky slut, after all.

I opened the next set of doors. The bride, in her gown of white, shot her gaze to look back at me. I couldn’t see her expression easily through her veil, but I could see her shudder. The bridesmaids looked, too. Women in the audience all looked over their shoulders at me. Smiles appeared on their faces. From youthful cuties to mature beauties, they were all fluttering eyes and patting their hair.

They all wanted me and my cum.

A few of them glowed with silver light from their wombs, including the bride, ovulating and ready to be bred. Sadly, one woman was actually pregnant. She was the only woman who didn’t look back at me. That was something I had learned. Those women currently caring another men’s child had no interest in me.

The reverend trailed off for a moment, standing there in his black suit. Then he resumed speaking as I marched up the aisle. No one objected to my mother and I heading up to join the wedding party. My mother clung to my arm.

“Do you see how young that bridesmaid is?” my mother whispered. “Mmm, and with blonde pigtails. She must be the bride’s sister.”

I saw the girl. She was a young thing, no doubt fourteen. A virgin. The girl stared at me wearing a dress of pink that looked lovely on her. My gaze slid to the bride. She had blonde hair, too, looking to be barely in her twenties. A fresh college graduate. I could see more and more of her face the closer we came. She shuddered, her low-cut dress showing off her round tits that rose and fell.

“Well, Mommy, you enjoy that girl’s sweet, virgin pussy,” I purred, “while I breed her sister.”

“You know what I like,” purred my mommy-succubus. “Young and ripe. Mmm, I can tell she’s a virgin. She’s so curious. I’m going to make her cum hard.”

We reached the couple. I leaned down and kissed my mommy-succubus on the lips. I felt the eyes of all the women in the church save the pregnant one. A groan of envy rose from some as I kissed my pregnant mother, her belly rubbing into me. Her tongue dancing with mine.

I broke the kiss and smiled at her. My mommy-succubus slapped her hand on my ass. I was wearing a pair of slacks, a button-down dress shirt, and a tie. No jacket. It was a warm day. Her fingers digging into my rump, she sauntered to the girl. Her hand slipped away.

The bride shuddered as I moved up behind her. According to my mother, she was Lindsey Carter. Blonde and youthful. She didn’t have a long train, so this would be much easier than the last bride. I had to lift so much of the last bride’s dress to get my dick into her.

In the front rows, I saw the MILFs, the mothers of the bride and groom. The bride’s mother was a blonde beauty with plump lips sitting beside her husband. She fanned her face, her eyes locked on me as I moved behind her daughter. On the groom’s side, there were two MILFs, both busty and with brown hair. They were sisters. The mother and aunt of Justin Turner. I winked at them.

They both quivered in delight. MILF sisters. How delightful. My dick throbbed with my excitement.

“Marriage is about fidelity and trust,” the preacher said as I moved up behind the bride. He gave me a look as I grabbed her dress.

“Don’t mind me,” I told him as I lifted her skirt.

“Yeah, don’t mind him,” the groom said. Justin stared at me over his wife’s shoulders. “She’s a very special girl, man.”

“I can tell,” I said. The bride’s hands joining me in lifting her dress. She didn’t care that she was before her entire wedding. It was being filmed, the videographer immortalizing their happy day for all to see. “She’s gorgeous. You’re a lucky man.”

“I am,” he said, his eyes shifting to his bride.

“Oh, so lucky,” whimpered the bride. She looked over her shoulder at me, her blue eyes shining bright. “So am I… You’re just so handsome.”

I winked at her as I bunched her skirt around her waist. She gripped it, the preacher droning on. My dick throbbed so much as I stared at the satin panties the bride wore. They hugged her cute rump, gripping her. She had on thigh-high stockings connected to a garter belt.

I slid my right hand up her inner thigh starting above her stocking. She gasped and shuddered at my touch. I climbed higher and higher. She whimpered as I did that. Her veil rustled as I came closer and closer to her panties.

“Justin,” she moaned as I rubbed the crotch of her panties, feeling her juices pour through. “Oh, he’s touching me through my panties. He’s going to fuck me. I can feel it.”

“And breed you,” I said, feeling her warmth. “Mmm, did you shave for your groom?”

“Yes!” she moaned, throwing another look over her shoulder at me. “Did you say breed me?”

I winked at her as my fingers hooked the gusset of her panties and yanked them to the side. My knuckles slid over her wet, warm flesh. My other hand deftly unzipped my pants. I had no underwear on. I pulled out my cock.

The women in the audience all groaned. The MILF sisters gripped each other’s hand. The Mother of the bride fanned her face. And the bridesmaid with the blonde pigtails gasped in delight. But not because of me. I looked behind me to see that my mommy-succubus had her head up beneath the girl’s skirt, licking away at that virgin pussy.

“He’s going to breed me,” the bride moaned to her groom, her hands holding up her skirt.

“That’s wonderful,” the groom said, my magic working on him. “Thank you for breeding my bride, man. Thank you so much. She deserves it.”

“Yes, she does,” I groaned, never failing to find it surreal to have husbands and boyfriends and grooms begging me to knock up their women. To fuck them, cuckold them, and leave them my succubus-daughter to raise. “She deserves every last drop of my cum.”

I pressed my cock up her thighs and into her shaved flesh. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched those three MILFs licking their lips and squirming their thighs. They all wanted my cock. The bride’s juices soaked the tip.

“Ram that big fucker into me!” the bride moaned. “Fuck me so hard with it!”

I loved doing what women commanded. It was so satisfying to submit to them and obey.

I thrust my cock into her pussy. Her warm and inviting flesh welcomed me into her twat. I groaned and she moaned as I slid deeper and deeper into the bride’s hot cunt. Her flesh squeezed about me. She moaned with such whorish passion as the preacher continued his sermon on marriage.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she groaned, her pussy clenching down on me. “He’s so big and thick. Oh, my god, Justin, you’re nothing compared to this cock.”

“Enjoy him, honey,” said the groom. “It’s our wedding day. You deserve to have a big dick fuck you and breed you.”

“Yes,” groaned the mother of the bride, the blonde MILF licking her lips. I winked at her as my dick throbbed in her daughter’s cunt. This was so hot.

I heard another squeak. I glanced behind me to see the bridesmaid with the cute pigtails shuddering, one of her hands holding the back of my mother’s head through the pink skirt. I knew my mommy-succubus had her tongue licking and lapping at the girl’s cunt, just stirring her up and making her moan in delight.

It was hot to watch. Made my dick throb in the bride’s pussy. I drew back my hips, savoring the silky grip of Lindsey’s cunt. She moaned and trembled there, her head arching. Her veil rustled as her twat clung to my cock, massaging me. Giving me such wondrous pleasure.

My hands shot around her body. I slid up the front of her dress as I rammed back into her. I slid up and up her body and found her breasts. I squeezed them through her dress, loving how they felt. Round and perky. The heat of them melted through the silk of her bodice. I had to feel them directly, though.

I shoved my hands into her bodice and pulled her breasts out. She groaned as I squeezed them. Kneaded them right before her groom. I groped those lush boobs as I pumped away at her cunt. I drove my dick into her, feeling her ready to breed. She had an egg ready for my sperm to find.

“Oh, my god,” she moaned as the preacher droned on and on. “That’s so good. Oh, Justin, his cock is stirring me up. I’m going to explode on his big dick.”

“I bet you are,” the groom. “Have a huge orgasm on his cock, Linds. Just let yourself go wild.”

“I will!” she moaned, her pussy clamping down on my dick as I buried into her. “Oh, yes, I will!”

I glanced behind me to see her little sister tossed her head, blonde pigtails dancing. Her face twisted in delight. “Oh, wow. You’re just… You’re just licking me. I’ve never had this. This is amazing. Oh, wow. Oh, my. I think… I think I like having a girl lick my pussy.”

I smiled, my mother having her fun. I squeezed the bride’s tits and drove my cock deep and hard into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her, loving the feel of her cunt squeezing around me. What a glorious delight to have her gripping me as I rammed my cock to the hilt in her over and over again.

Her pussy grew hotter. Her twat squeezed down on me with more and more force. I groaned, loving that delight. The ache built at the tip of my cock, the pressure swelling and swelling in my balls. They swung as I thrust forward, my fingers sliding up her breasts. I found her nipples. Pinched them.

“Oh, my fucking god!” gasped the bride, her head arching back. “I’m going to cum so fucking hard on this dick. I’m going to explode.”

The women in the crowd murmured. Their lust washed over me. The bridesmaids not being devoured by my mother stared at me with such heat in their eyes. I could feel them on my back. Every time I looked over my shoulder, I saw their breasts rising and falling in their low-cut dresses. One squeezed her boobs and bit her lower lip.

I was almost there. I was so close to cumming in the bride’s pussy. I pumped away at the bride’s juicy cunt, savoring the way her twat squeezed about me. She felt so amazing about my dick. Just so perfect on my dick. I loved every second of her twat clenching about me.

“Fuck,” I groaned, twisting her nipples. “Damn, your pussy is going to milk my cock dry!”

“Good,” she moaned as the preacher said something important. It was time for the vows.

The best man handed over the rings. The guy gave me a look of such awe as I pumped away at his friend’s wife-to-be. I winked at the man as the happy couple took the rings they would give the other. The bride moaned, her pussy clenching down hard on my dick.

“Do you, Lindsey Carter, take Justin Turner as your husband? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, through rich times and poor, until death do you part?”

“I do!” she moaned, her pussy clamping down on my cock thrusting away at her. She slipped the wedding band on his finger, my fingers twisting her nipples.

“And do you, Justin Turner, take Lindsey Carter as your wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, through rich times and poor, until death do you part?”

“Yes, I do,” the young man said with such confidence as I drilled his bride. I plowed into her hard while she moaned like a whore, her head arched back and veil rustling.

“Then, by the power vested in me by God and the State of Washington, I know pronounce you husband and wife,” the preacher said, my cock slamming to the hilt in that juicy, fertile pussy. “You may now kiss the bride.”

The groom lifted the bride’s veil and kissed her. She whimpered, her pussy clamping down on me. Then she squealed in delight, throwing her arms around her new husband’s neck. Her pussy went wild around my cock. She came on me.

Her hot twat suckled at me. I buried to the hilt in her and erupted. “Fuck, yes!”

The audience stood up and applauded. The women moaned the loudest. They could feel that I was breeding the bride. My cum pumped into her fertile pussy, bathing her cervix in my cum. Her cunt spasmed and writhed, suckling at me and making it easier for my sperm to swim into her uterus.

They were fast. In moments, they had found her egg. I bred the bride as she kissed her new husband, her pussy rippling and writhing around my dick. I groaned, savoring the delight of her pussy rippling and writhing around me. She felt incredible. She worked out every drop of jizz in my balls.

She broke the kiss with her husband and moaned, “He bred me, Justin! He bred me!”

“That’s wonderful,” he groaned and smiled at me. “Thank you, sir.”

“Mmm, you’re welcome,” I groaned, spurting the last of my jizz into her pussy. I glanced over at the mother of the bride. “We should let your mother see.”

“Oh, yes,” the bride groaned as I slid out of her. “Mom, you have to see that he bred me.”

The applause continued. The cute and nubile bridesmaid squealed in rapture behind me, my succubus-mommy bringing the fourteen-year-old virgin to her screaming climax. I loved the sound as I guided the bride to her mother, leaving her groom at the altar. Now hurrying down the aisle. I had women to breed.

The mother of the bride rose, her breasts rising and falling in the blue dress she wore. She had such lovely, blond hair, her blue eyes so wide, a big smile on her lips. Her husband sat beside her, a big smile on his lips as he nodded to his daughter.

“You were just radiant up there, Lindsey,” he said. “Just so beautiful as you came on his dick.”

“Thanks, Daddy,” the bride cooed while I pushed her down to sit beside him, her dress still bunched around her waist. “It was incredible. I’m married to Justin and bred by a stud!” Her wedding ring sparkled on her finger while my cum leaked out of her cunt, her panties still shoved to the side to show off her shaved twat.

“Mmm, Mrs. Carter,” I purred to the mother, “look at that cum leaking out of your daughter’s pussy. You need to clean her up.”

“And what will you be doing, stud?” she asked, grabbing my cock soaked in her daughter’s juices.

“Breeding you,” I said, letting my magic flow into her. I didn’t need to make a woman cum to trigger her ovulation. I had such skill with my powers now. Her ovary released an egg.

She shuddered and then fell to her knees, so eager to be bred by me. She crossed that taboo line and buried her face into her daughter’s snatch. The bride gasped as her mother licked out my cum from her twat. A look of shocked delight crossed the new wife’s flushed face.

“Mom!” she gasped. “Oh, my god, Justin, my mom’s licking my pussy. She’s eating me out.”

“I can see that,” Justin said, still standing at the altar, waiting to walk his new wife down the aisle. The audience watched.

My mother smiled at me. Her dress had vanished at some point. Her naked and pregnant figure appeared, her breasts jiggling. Now it was the virgin bridesmaid that knelt before her.

I fell to my knees behind the mother of the bride and hiked up her skirt. It was so much easier. There was a lot less fabric than a wedding dress. Soon, I had her panties exposed. They were a gorgeous pair that was soaked with her excitement.

I yanked them off her plump rump. A thick bush of golden hair, dripping with her pussy juices, appeared. The tart scent of her cunt filled my nose. Her husband watched on, a big grin on his face. He nodded at me with encouragement.

“I’m going to breed your wife,” I told him, sliding my cock into her bush. “You must have had a vasectomy because she’s not on any birth control.”

“After Ashley was born,” said the father of the bride, nodding to his daughter feasting on my mother’s bred pussy. “She was a surprise. Wanted to make sure that didn’t happen.”

“Well, you are in for another surprise,” I said and pressed my cock into Mrs. Carter’s pussy. She feasted on her daughter’s twat, the new Mrs. Turner.

The bride stared at me with such hungry eyes as her mother licked my cum out of her pussy. I winked at her and thrust into her mother’s hot and juicy pussy. I loved breeding MILFs. Sliding into a mother was almost as hot as sliding into my mother’s pussy.

I groaned at that tight, hot sheath gripping me. She moaned, not used to dicks as big as mine. I shuddered at the silky embrace. The pleasure flowed down my dick to my balls. They smacked into her bush. I loved the ticklish caress on my nuts.

“Fuck, yes,” I moaned, my hands gripping her hips. “Eat your daughter. Make her cum. Then I’m going to give you what you crave, Mrs. Carter!”

“Your cum flooding my pussy?” the MILF moaned, her twat squeezing about my dick. “Oh, god, I want it. You’re so huge. Oh, honey, his dick stirring me up. He’s so much bigger than your cock.”

I chuckled, pumping away at her hard and fast while her husband just grinned at me. He was glad I was fucking his wife with everything that I had. That I was pounding her twat. I fucked into her with power. I buried into her over and over again, reveling in how juicy her twat felt. My nuts tightened, the pressure in my balls growing with each thrust into her snatch.

It was incredible to bury into the MILF’s cunt while she ate out her daughter’s creampie. I loved crashing weddings. I groaned, burying into her snatch again and again. Her twat clenched about my cock, massaging the spongy tip.

Her daughter moaned, tits still out. The bride had a lush pair of boobs. Her wedding veil rustled as she tossed her head from side to side. She shuddered beside her father, her new husband watching on. The pleasure on her face inspired me to fuck her mother even harder.

“Mommy!” squealed the daughter, learning the delights of that a mother offered. “Oh, my god, you’re licking all the stud’s cum out of my pussy.”

“Mmm, I’m sure you’ll return the favor,” the mother moaned, her cunt squeezing about my dick.

“I will!” the bride moaned. “Oh, my god, that’s so hot!” She grabbed her tits, her wedding ring flashing. She squeezed them, her blue eyes staring at me. She bit her lower lip. “Fuck my mother!”

“Yes, Mrs. Turner,” I groaned, burying hard into her mother’s juicy cunt.

The bride shuddered. “I am Mrs. Turner now, aren’t I? Oh, god, that’s so hot. You bred me on my wedding day, stud! I love this so much! I’m going to drown you in pussy cream, Mother!”

The mother moaned, her pussy squeezing down on me. I savored burying into the married MILF’s cunt. The pressure in my nuts swelled. That wonderful ache built and built at the tip of my dick. I would flood her twat with so much cum. I would just flood her with spurt after spurt of my spunk.

I groaned, savoring how incredible that would be. I pumped away at her harder. Faster. I buried to the hilt in her with my hard strokes. This incredible heat built and built in me. This needed to explode. I would fire all that cum into her snatch. I would just baste her with everything that I had. It would be incredible to breed her while she ate out her daughter’s twat.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, burying over and over into her cunt. I reveled in her pussy squeezing about me. She held me tight. She massaged me with her wonderful pussy. “Fuck, that’s good. That’s so good. You’re going to make me explode. Make me breed your cunt, Mrs. Carter!”

“Good!” she purred, her pussy squeezing about me. She held me tight. I loved it. I loved every second of her cunt gripping me. Squeezing me. Massaging me. “Oh, breed me, stud!”

“Breed my mother!” the daughter moaned. She threw back her head, her fingers kneading her breasts. Her wedding ring sparkled. “Oh, god, Mommy!”

She bucked, cumming on her mother’s face. Her father beamed at his daughter as she shuddered through her climax, gushing juices that her mother drank. Mrs. Carter squeezed her cunt around my dick as she feasted upon her daughter’s convulsing cunt.

I groaned, feeling that hot delight. I buried into her snatch and savored her cunt squeezing about me. She held me tight. As I drew back, she gasped in delight. Her pussy convulsed around my cock. I loved every inch of her snatch spasming about my dick as I buried back into her twat.

“Oh, my god,” I groaned, my face twisting with pleasure. Her pussy massaged me. Teased me. Hungered for my cum. “Mrs. Carter, yes!”

I exploded in her pussy.

I bred the mother of the bride while the new wife shuddered through her rapture. Lindsey gasped and moaned, her wedding veil rustling. She pursed her ruby lips tight, her face twisting with such delight. I stared at her face as I pumped her mother’s womb full of my cum.

“Yes!” I growled as my sperm found the MILF’s egg. Mother and daughter bred. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! That’s it, Mrs. Carter. Mmm, you’re just such a slut. You’re taking all my cum.”

“I am!” she moaned, her voice muffled by her daughter’s hot cunt.

Mr. Carter grinned at me, looking so thrilled that I had bred his wife. Her pussy worked out every drop of cum in my nuts. I groaned as I fired the last of my cum into her pussy. Her snatch spasmed around me, working out all that cum.

I panted, feeling so amazing right now. My chest rose and fell. I sucked in deep breaths, dizzy from the exhilaration of this moment. It was damned good. I leaned back, breathing hard, so thrilled to enjoy this delight.

“Fuck,” I groaned, sliding out of her pussy. “That was incredible. Lindsey, your mother has a big mess for you to clean up.”

“And what about your cock?” a voice purred behind me. “Your dick was just in that woman’s pussy. Doesn’t it need to be cleaned?”

I turned around to find the mother and aunt of the groom watching me. They were both busty brunettes. One had hazel eyes and a plum color dress. The other had green eyes and a sky-blue outfit. They both were gorgeous, their big boobs jiggling in their low-cut top.

“Which one of you is the mother?” I asked, sitting on the pew, my dick thrusting up. “And which is the aunt of the groom?”

“I’m the mother,” the hazel-eyed one said. “Bebe Turner. This is my sister, Sharon.”

I saw no wedding ring on Sharon’s hand. “Mrs. Turner and Ms…?”

“Mitchel,” the aunt purred, her green eyes staring at my cock. “Ms. Mitchel is perfect. I went back to my maiden name after giving the lout I marred the boot.”

“Well,” I said. “I won’t say no to a pair of MILF sisters sucking my cock clean before I breed you both. If that’s what you two want to do.”

They glanced at each other and nodded. The sisters fell to their knees and leaned into my dick thrusting out of the fly of my slacks. I removed my tie and started unbuttoning my shirt. We were heading into the orgy phase. The women were starting to gather. They were all eager for their turn with me. I had to breed them all. Twenty or so of them.

The two MILFs leaned in and licked at my cock. I groaned as they stared up at me. They both had such similar features. They must be close in age. I shuddered as I felt their tongues sliding up my dick, bathing me in their saliva. They flicked up to the tip, brushing the crown.

Pleasure shot through me. I groaned and kept unbuttoning my shirt. The women watching groaned as I exposed my chest. They stared at me all with hunger in their eyes. They wiggled their hips and rubbed at their bodies. The bridesmaid who had been squeezing her tits had pulled them out, her fingers kneading her boobs. My mother was having her fun with the cute girl in the background. I would breed her, too, before we left.

“This is so wicked,” Mrs. Turner said between licks. “I can’t believe we’re sharing a cock.”

“Mmm, I know,” moaned Ms. Mitchel. “It’s so naughty. The boys back in high school would have loved us to do this to them.”

I shuddered as both their tongues slid up my cock, held up by Mrs. Turner’s thumb and forefinger gripping the base, letting them have the most surface area to enjoy. They lapped up the tart juices of Mrs. Carter. Their pink tongue slid up and up and then flicked over my cock.

I groaned as their lips rubbed together. They were almost kissing each other. I groaned, my dick throbbing as they licked up me again. My face contorted from the delight of having two MILF sisters love my cock. This was one of the hottest moments of my life.

I undid my belt and unsnapped my fly. My pants were open now. I would take them off later. Right now, I just enjoyed the MILFs running their tongues up and down my dick. They fluttered them. Then their lips nibbled on my shaft. They climbed higher and higher.

“Fuck,” I groaned as they both pressed in at my cock from either side. Their tongues fluttered against me. I shuddered at their delight. “You two… damn.”

They both moaned as they nibbled on my crown. Their lips were brushing each other. They were almost kissing. This was so hot. Then it happened. Their mouths melted together in incestuous passion. I smiled at the sight, my dick throbbing as their tongues danced together.

Mrs. Turner stroked my cock as she made out with Ms. Mitchel. The mother of the groom pumped up and down me, her wedding ring gleaming on her left hand. I shuddered at the sight, my heart pounding in my chest. The heat rippled through me.

Then Ms. Mitchel broke the kiss with her sister, turned her head, and engulfed the crown of my cock. She suckled me into her mouth with hunger. It was hot to watch. I groaned, my back arching from the delight.

“Fuck!” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s hot. Shit, Ms. Mitchel!”

“Ooh, I wanted to suck his dick first,” moaned Mrs. Turner. “I love sucking a big, thick dick. Mmm, you’re going to give me your cum, right.”

Ms. Mitchel popped her mouth off my dick. “No, he’s going to give me his cum! Just flood my—” She broke off to squeak in annoyance as her sister sucked my dick into her mouth. “I wasn’t done, Bebe! No fair!”

I groaned, savoring the married MILF sucking on my dick. Her tongue danced around my crown. It was such a delight. My face contorted. I arched my back, sending out my power into her. I devoured the birth control she was on and triggered her ovulation. She groaned and suckled even harder, nursing at me with passion.

“I’m going to get all his cum, Bebe,” hissed the sister. “Just guzzle it all down. You won’t get a drop! Ooh, I was sucking him!”

Mrs. Turner slid her mouth off my cock and purred, “I’m going to get all his cum. He’ll jizz in my mouth, right, stud?”

Both MILFs stared up at me, their eyes hungry. “I could cum on your faces. Then you would both get it. How does that sound, ladies?”

“Deal!” they gasped together, both their eyes bright with lust.

Ms. Mitchel sucked my cock into her mouth. The divorcee nursed with passion. I groaned, savoring the feel of her tongue dancing over my crown. She stroked me while I burned through her birth control. She had a nor implant releasing a continuous stream of levonorgestrel. I dissolved the implant and cleansed her blood. Her ovary released an egg.

She moaned and suckled hard, bobbing her head with even more force. She might not realize it, but her body knew she was ready to be bred. She was eager for it. I smiled, relaxing back into the pew. Beside me, Mrs. Carter moaned, the bride eating the creampie I’d left in the MILF’s pussy.

The watching women were getting hornier and hornier while the MILF sisters passed my cock back and forth. They took turns nursing and sucking on me. They fondled my balls, stroked my shaft, and blew me with hunger.

“You’re going to jizz all over our faces, right, stud?” moaned Mrs. Turner as her sister bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my cock.

“And then breed you both!” I moaned, my dick throbbing in the divorcee’s mouth.

“Yes, yes, yes, this is so hot,” Ms. Mitchel would later say when her sister suckled on me. “I want your cum painting our faces. Just drenching us in your jizz.”

“You’ll get it,” I groaned. “I’ll cover you both in every drop of spunk that I have in my nuts. Trust me! I want to breed you both.”

The watching women whimpered. Moaned. More tits appeared. Men were crying out for me to breed their wives and girlfriends while I just savored the MILFs blowing me. The pressure built and built until I groaned, about to burst.

“Now!” I gasped as Ms. Mitchel suckled on me. “I’m going to cum! I have to jizz on your faces!”

Ms. Mitchel ripped her mouth off my cock and pressed her cheek against her sister’s face. They stared up at me such hunger burning in their eyes. I loved the look as they fisted my dick. I groaned, my heart pounding faster and faster.

“Fuck, yes!” I groaned and erupted.

My cum sprayed over the MILF’s features. I splattered them with my spunk. I groaned, painting from one MILF’s features to the other. Ropy lines of my jizz draped over their cheeks and the bridges of their noses. My seed landed in their brown hair. Ran to their lips.

Their tongues flashed out pink to gather up the jizz. They licked it up as they both stared up at me with such pleading in their eyes. They were both so eager for my cum. They reveled in my jizz splashing across their faces.

“Fuck, yes!” I groaned, the pleasure hitting that peak in me. Stars burst across my vision.

“Ooh, he drenched us in cum,” moaned Ms. Mitchel.

“God, he did,” moaned Mrs. Turner. The mother of the bride licked her tongue. “And his jizz is just so good. Mmm, not too bitter. Just the right amount of saltiness. Makes my pussy burn.”

“I bet it does,” I groaned and then I stretched out on the bench, Mrs. Carter screaming her head off. “Now, one of you MILFs gets to ride my cock and the other my face.”

The two MILFs gasped and then they both scrambled to yank up their skirts and haul off their panties and pantyhose. It was hot watching them shoving off their nylons and satin panties. They both had thick, brown bushes dripping in their cream. They lost their heels, runs appearing in their stockings.

They didn’t care.

Mrs. Turner must have wanted it more because she was straddling my waist and grabbing my cock before her sister could even get her leg thrown over me. The married MILF pressed my cock into her curly bush. Her pussy lips kissed the tip of my dick. She didn’t hesitate to impale herself down me.

“Fuck!” I gasped as her hot flesh engulfed me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” the mother of the groom moaned as her pussy swallowed my dick. “That’s so good!”

“Phooey,” Ms. Mitchel pouted. Then she stared down at my lips. I licked them. “Mmm, I bet you know how to eat a woman and make her cum.”

I winked at her.

She purred her delight and then shifted up my body and straddled my head. As her sister slid her cunt up my cock, her pussy gripping me, Ms. Mitchel planted her furred muff on my face. Her spicy juices spilled past my lips. It was such a yummy delight.

I licked at her thick pussy lips as her sister worked her cunt up and down my dick. Both of them moaned. I groaned into Ms. Mitchel’s pussy, her pubic hair tickling my face. My tongue gathered up her spicy delights. I loved the taste of her cunt. Her rump clenched before my face. A gorgeous booty.

I grabbed her ass, kneading her plump rump as my tongue thrust into her juicy depths. I swirled around in her while her sister worked her silky cunt up and down my dick. It was amazing to feel that hot cunt sliding up and down my dick, massaging me. Teasing me.

I groaned, savoring every bit of it. Every last second of her passion. It was incredible to enjoy. I loved every minute of it. Every last second of her twat working up and down my dick. Her pussy nursed at me, so hungry to be bred.

“Fuck,” I groaned into Ms. Mitchel’s furry buff. “Oh, Mrs. Turner. Oh, that’s good. That’s so fucking good. I’m going to cum. I’m going to breed you!”

“Breed my sister!” the MILF riding my face moaned, her ass clenching beneath my touch. “Oh, yes, yes, breed her and breed me. I want your baby, too! Why should the bride be the only one who gets your seed.”

“YEEESSSS!” shouted the other women, all of them brimming with excitement.

“I will breed you all!” I promised. My tongue drove into Ms. Mitchel’s cunt. Her juicy flesh squeezed about my tongue while her sister’s twat worked up and down my dick. That hot, tight, divorced snatch massaged me.

The sweet ache built and built at the tip of my cock. That burst of pleasure that would erupt out of me. I would shower her cunt in everything I had. I would flood her with such passion. Just explode over and over again. It would be magnificent. I groaned, my face contorting with the delight of that hot twat sliding up and down me.

I feasted on Ms. Mitchel’s fertile cunt. Her spicy passion brimmed with her need to be bred. Her egg begged for my jizz to flood her. I squeezed her rump, my fingers dipping into her butt-crack. I slid in and found her asshole. I teased her puckered sphincter.

“You naughty stud,” she gasped as I thrust my finger into her asshole. “Yes!”

“What did he do to you, sister?” gasped Mrs. Turner, her pussy sliding hot and wet up and down my dick. “Huh? Tell me?”

He’s fingering my asshole!” she cooed as I massaged her. “Ooh, the naughty boy is working his digit around my puckered sphincter. Oh, yes, yes, he’s sliding it into me. Ooh, that’s good. That’s amazing.”

My finger sunk into her asshole. Her velvety flesh squeezed about it. I licked at her clit at the same time, my dick throbbing in her sister’s cunt. Mrs. Turner rode me faster, her dress rustling as she enjoyed me. Her moans sang through the air, mixing with Ms. Mitchel’s groans.

I nursed on the MILF’s clit, her thick pussy lips and silky curls rubbing on my lips and cheeks. My finger thrust in and out of her asshole. She gripped me tight. She held me with velvety passion. I loved the feel of her around me. I churned her up.

“Oh, my god, I’m going to cum on this dick!” Mrs. Turner moaned, her pussy slamming down my cock. “I need to be bred by him. Oh, yes, yes, pump a baby in me, stud! Give me your child!”

Her pussy went wild around my cock. I groaned around her sister’s clit, nursing hard on that bud as my dick throbbed in Mrs. Turner’s writhing twat. Her hot and silky flesh rippled around my shaft, massaging the tip. I jammed my finger deep into Ms. Mitchel’s asshole.

“Fuck, yes!” gasped the MILF riding my face. “That’s it, stud! Yes!”

Her bowels rippled around my digit while her pussy gushed spicy cream. The juices gushed into my mouth. I gulped them down. I drank them with hunger, loving the flavor of her cream. The passion spilled over my mouth. I savored her delights as my dick throbbed in her sister’s spasming twat.

“Shit!” I groaned, the pressure hitting that peak at the tip of my cock. I erupted.

I fired blast after blast of spunk into Mrs. Turner’s snatch. I groaned, flooding her with all my spunk. Stars burst across my vision as I bred the MILF. I moaned into her sister’s pussy, pleasure shuddering through my body.

“Oh, my god, he’s breeding me, honey!” the MILF howled, her pussy writhing around my dick. “He’s breeding me! Yes, yes, this is incredible.”

It was. I loved it. I savored the feel of her pussy going wild around my dick. It was incredible. Stars burst across my vision. It was fantastic to enjoy. I groaned, my back arching as I pumped more and more of my cum into her twat. I flooded her with everything that I had.

“My turn!” Ms. Mitchel moaned as I licked at her cunt. “My turn to be bred!”

“Yes!” I growled, unloading the final spurts of cum into her snatch.

She slid off my face backward and turned around on the pew, my finger sliding out of her asshole. I suckled on it, enjoying the flavor as she moved to kneel doggy style. Her sister slid her pussy off my dick.

“Oh, that was incredible,” she moaned. “Oh, I am so full of his cum.”

“Let me lick you clean, Mom,” the bride said. “You’re my mother now, too.”

I smiled at that as I sat up. I kicked off my slacks, losing my dress shoes in the process. I turned and knelt on the pew. Ms. Mitchel wiggled her gorgeous ass at me. My dick, wet with her sister’s juices, throbbed.

I had to do it. I placed my cock in between her butt-cheeks and found her asshole. She threw a look over her shoulder, her green eyes wide in shock as I thrust against her sphincter. Lubed by her sister’s juices, her asshole surrendered to my dick.

“But you have to breed me!” the MILF gasped as I popped into her bowels.

“I will,” I moaned, sliding deeper and deeper into her anal sheath. “Trust me!”

“Breed me?” one of the watching women moaned.

“I’ll get to you,” I groaned, sliding deeper and deeper into Ms. Mitchel’s velvety asshole. “I have only one cock. Please, be patient. You are all going to leave here with your womb full of my spunk.”

The women all beamed at me, their dresses rustling. Their lusts were getting out of control. That happened around me. I just savored their desire for me as I bottomed out in the velvety heaven of Ms. Mitchel’s asshole.

I drew back my hips, her bowels clinging to me. It felt so amazing. Behind me, the bride ate out her new mother-in-law’s pussy, getting all my cum out of that yummy twat. I loved the sounds Mrs. Turner made while her sister gasped and whimpered.

I rammed back into the MILF, my dick burying hard into her.

“God, he’s such a stud,” purred one of the watching women.

“Right?” another cooed.

“I want him to pump me full of cum,” the bridesmaid purred.

“My husband and I are trying to have a baby,” another whimpered. “I know the stud will do the job.”

“Hell, yeah.”

“Oh, Greg, I need to be fucked by a real man.”

“I know, Jenny,” Greg said. “Just be patient. He’ll get to you.”

I shuddered as I pumped away at Ms. Mitchel’s tight asshole. Her anal sheath squeezed about me as I pumped away at her. I fucked her with passion. I buried into her bowels over and over again. My dick drank in the stimulation.

She moaned, her hips wiggling as I sodomized her. I plunged to the hilt in her over and over again, burying deep and hard into her asshole. Her butt-cheeks jiggled from the impact. I gripped her hips, her dress rustling as she shuddered.

“Oh, my god, that’s good,” she moaned. “You’re such a stud. Damn, you know how to fuck a woman, don’t you?”

“Shit, yes!” I gasped, my face contorting with delight. “I’m going to make you cum!”

“I never thought I could cum from anal, but… Your dick is amazing!” She squeezed about me. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, that’s good. That’s it. Mmm, make me cum.”

“Yes, make her cum,” my mommy-succubus cooed.

“Yes, Mommy!” I gasped and buried hard into Ms. Mitchel’s bowels.

She groaned, squeezing about me. I reveled in her bowels caressing me. My balls smacked into her taint, growing so heavy with the pressure to cum. I groaned, plunging away at her. I buried into her deep and hard.

She tossed her head, her asshole clenching down tight on me. The pressure at my tip swelled. I fought off cumming as I plundered her bowels. She rocked back into me, her flesh rippling. Her head tossed, brown hair dancing.

“Stud!” she squealed as I hammered her anal sheath.

Her asshole convulsed around my cock. I groaned as she squealed, her flesh massaging my tip. The pressure about to explode out of my nuts, I ripped my dick from her spasming bowels, shifted down, and rammed my cock into her juicy cunt.

Her silky flesh convulsed around my dirty dick, buffing me clean and sending me over the edge. I threw back my head and roared out my delight. I pumped blast after blast of cum into her snatch. I bred the MILF while she howled.

“Yes, yes, yes, give me another baby!” she moaned. “I want a daughter this time. No more sons!”

“You’ll get that daughter,” my mommy-succubus purred. She had pushed through the watching women with the fourteen-year-old virgin before her, the girl naked and smeared in pussy cream.

I grinned at my mother and nodded, pumping Ms. Mitchel full of my fertile spunk. I felt that wonderful moment as I bred her. I knew I had more women to knock up. I bet one of them was the preacher’s wife. But, as Ms. Mitchel milked my cock dry, I knew it would be Ashley the Virgin that would get my dick next.

That was who my mommy-succubus wanted me to fuck. And I was always her good boy. I always did what she said.

“I’m so bred,” moaned Ms. Mitchel as she wrung my nuts dry.

“Yes, you are,” I groaned, the other women all squealing to be next, most half-naked by now. One was holding the preacher’s hand, her tits large and soft.

I loved being the son of a succubus.

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Three months later…

My women were all going into labor together. My mommy-succubus, Abby, Brenda, Linda, Molly and her mother, Izolde, Mrs. Hemlock, and the two amazons. I don’t know why, but my succubus-daughters were all eager to be born.

The hospital was a tad overwhelmed. Other girls were showing up from my school, too. They were doubling up on maternity wards. The nurses kept saying they had never seen anything like it. I was just eager for my first succubus-daughter to be born.

And there were so many more coming. Every day, more and more would be born. Just like every day, more and more would be bred. Like those nurses that kept saying they had never seen anything like it. How they squealed on my cock in supply closets or the waiting room.

And then the doctor came. “Henry, your mother just delivered a daughter.”

I smiled. It had begun. I hurried to meet the first of my many, many succubus-daughters.

To be continued…

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