Goddess, not 3 months ago her life had been so dull and ordinary. Who would have guessed one act of passion would have snowballed to a newer, better life? After much discussion with the school staff, she had been allowed to go back to school and special accommodations were granted to her now that she had come out as a Breeder. It wasn't much, they obviously didn't want her having sex out in the open and all that, but the suspension was stricken from her permanent record and she was allowed to graduate without any issue. Not to say there wasn't any sort of fallout from the whole thing. Just walking down the hallways caused heads to turn, even before she started to show. Sure, being so...stacked for lack of a better term had always made that happen anyways, but now people were whispering amongst themselves at the sight of her. Brigid didn't need to hear them to know what they were saying; Gossip about the whole "Breeder" thing, calling her words like "slut" or "thot" ... the rapidly growing Belly certainly didn't help things. Brigid was certain that by now the question of who the father was circulating widely. Naturally, she had been keeping mum about the whole thing. Getting caught having sex at school was one thing, turning out to be a Breeder was another...but she would never be able to live it down if word got out that her own dad knocked her up.
Brigid sighed in exasperation. She was dragging this whole thing out too much. Sooner or later she would have to get out of the car and head to school. With that, she turned the key to the off position and pulled it out. After placing it in a pocket in her backpack and zipping it up, she exited and began her daily "walk of shame."
*
"Brigid! Over here!" came the call from across the hallway, drawing her attention towards the speaker. Though she had recognized the voice instantly, she was relieved to see a familiar and friendly face. Alyssa was a dear friend of hers, she'd even go as far as to say her best friend. One only needed a cursory glance to tell that she was of Native American ancestry; Long thick dark hair, a reddish brown shade of skin, and coffee brown eyes. Indeed she was a proud Chumash descendant, even if her birth parents were long dead and she had been raised by a Caucasian adopted family. She was about Brigid's age, a little older by a month and a half. The two of them had been friends since their early teen years, when they both began to develop rapidly and exponentially. Alyssa was similarly built to Brigid, with enormous breasts, wide hips and a butt to match. Not as large as Brigid's own curves mind you, especially not after the added boost of pregnancy. A common nickname that had floated around for the two of them were the "Stacked Sisters." It started out as a way to tease them in the girl's locker room, but had become a bit of a term of endearment.
"Alyssa!" she called out in relief as she got closer, a wide smile plastered on her face. Brigid would have given her a big hug if it weren't for the now well protruding pregnant belly she was sporting. Instead, the two of them started their trek towards the classroom.
"So how much longer?" Alyssa queried. A simple question, but Brigid knew what she meant. Unlike most of her fellow students, Alyssa had been nothing but excited and supportive of her decision to Breed. Had she the ability to support them, Brigid would have made her the Godmother.
"Less than a month!" Brigid replied happily, bringing a hand to rest on her belly. The quintuplets were moving around a little bit, but only softly and gently enough to remind her that they were there. "We're aiming for a delivery before Graduation."
"Oh, that's wonderful!" Alyssa squealed in delight. "Have you thought of any names yet?"
"Well, obviously the firstborn Daughter's gonna be named Colleen." Brigid continued. 3 girls and 2 boys. Those pills had really done their job and then some. "But we-I've been thinking over what to name the rest of them. I'm really fond of the name "Amira" all of the sudden, but there's a bit of a debate with-with the father." She caught herself before she revealed just who that was. Alyssa then stopped walking. Brigid took a few more steps before she noticed that her friend wasn't following anymore. That's odd, they weren't even close to homeroom just yet, why would she stop? Brigid turned around to face Alyssa. She noticed that she was looking down at the ground (or at least she would be if she could actually see the ground) and was lost in deep thought. "Something wrong?"
"Oh! Uh..." Alyssa said as she snapped back to reality. "Sorry I was just... It's nothing." That was a pretty obvious lie. Brigid naturally felt a need to press further.
"Alyssa... you know I don't buy that." She responded, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Come on... you can tell me what it is. Stacked Sisters forever?" Brigid flashed a smile as she said that. It took a minute for Alyssa to process everything before she started to laugh.
"Right, Stacked Sisters forever!" Alyssa laugh. "It's kind of... I think I might be jealous of you."
"Jealous?" Brigid asked in confusion.
"Yeah... you're gonna be a mom real soon, you've got a fast track to UCLA thanks to that IBE support you told me about...and you've found the perfect guy to share that all with." That last one felt particularly charged. It seemed like it was the one factor bothering Alyssa the most.
"It...I mean, I didn't do anything too special to end up with uh...with him." Brigid stammered. This was going to be really hard to explain without revealing too much. "It just kind happened, one little moment lead to...lead to all this. It was just luck you know?"
"No...no I know." Alyssa replied with a nod. "But... why can't something like that happen to me?"
"It will!" Brigid reassured. "Look... sometimes you just gotta go for it, let the ma-guy you love know how you feel!"
"That's just it!" Alyssa exclaimed in a louder tone than she probably should have used. Clearly this was something weighing pretty heavily on her. "He's...someone I shouldn't have feelings for at all! I know it's impossible for us to end up together, and I keep trying to get over him and move on. But... but I can't help how I feel! I never felt this strong about anyone before! Not Ken Adams in 8th Grade, not Ahmed not...not anyone." Alyssa looked to be on the verge of tears. Brigid had to do something lest she get any worse.
"Who is it Alyssa? Is it someone we know?" asked Brigid.
"P-Promise you won't be mad?" Alyssa was avoiding Brigid's gaze.
"Of course!"
"It's..."
*
"Me?!" Owen gawked at the sudden revelation. Despite having Brigid between his legs sucking him off, he still found himself overwhelmed by the surprise. That was unfortunate, Brigid was planning on using blowjobs to calm him down if she ever needed it. Not that she really needed a reason to suck him off. She'd taken to giving him a blowjob when she returned home from school, sort of an "After School snack". Her hunger for cum had only increased after getting knocked up, but as far as pregnancy cravings went it was an itch pretty easily scratched. Owen always made sure to save the first day's load for this, as she told him it was always the thickest and creamiest. "Alyssa has feelings for me?" he repeated as if that would somehow change the information.
"Mmmhhmmm!" Brigid answered before removing her mouth from his cock. The absence of the phallus in her mouth left a slight pang of longing, she quickly alleviated it by running her tongue up and down the length of the shaft, occasionally lapping up a stream of precum. "That's what she told me. She says it's been a thing she'd nursed for a long time." She then planted a wet smooch on the tip, smearing a bit of her lipstick around it. "Can't say I'm surprised."
"What? What do you mean?" Owen asked in-between groans. Brigid stopped, a little bewildered by his confusion.
"Um... Daddy?" She asked as she popped off again to look him in the eyes. This time she didn't notice the absence nearly as much, as she was a little more focused on explaining something to her father. "You've been nothing but the nicest most comforting Dad to me, especially when she was around. You were the guy who let her stay overnight and cry into your shoulder when she broke up with Ahmed. You were the guy who got those bullies to give her purse back in 6th grade. You were the guy who..." Brigid exposited, listing a long string of things he had done for her. "Plus, she's seen you without a shirt more than once Daddy, how could any girl resist a sight like that?"
"Well... " Chuckled Owen, scratching his nose. He didn't take flattery all that well, but he still appreciated hearing it. "I guess I can't argue with that."
"Do you think she's pretty Daddy?" Brigid asked. Ouch, that really felt like a loaded question.
"Well-ah-I..." Owen stammered, unsure what exactly she wanted to hear from him. "Yes I suppose I do. But that doesn't mean-I mean I think you're the most beautiful woman in the world, but..."
"Daddy." She said simply, drawing him in for a hug. "It's okay... you know we've talked about this whole poly stuff before right? Sharing you with Amira didn't bother me, so why would this?"
"Yes but..." he responded. "But I thought that was just about sex Blossom. If she's as serious as you say she is, that's a whole different matter."
"I know. Believe me I know." Brigid whispered solemly. "But you know... I think I'm okay with it." Owen practically recoiled at the sound of that. "I think we both know we don't choose who we fall for." Well, that was something he really couldn't argue with. "Alyssa can't help her feelings Daddy. And you know? She's always been there for me, I care about her and I..." she paused, this was a first admission even to herself. "I think I might love her too." Owen needed a minute to process that. After she learned what she was, Brigid's bisexual side had become quite prominent. Sure, he'd always suspected that she had nursed those feelings, it was extremely common amongst Breeders after all (even he'd dallied in such things in the past). But it seemed that awakening to her true nature had made her more attuned to said feelings.
"Are you sure?" It was the only thing he could think to ask. But he had to make sure it wasn't just Brigid trying to rationalize and justify sharing him like this.
"...Yes." She finally replied. "I guess I... I never really thought about it as romantic love you know?" She looked up at him, and a warm smile of relief spread across her face. "Honestly? I think I just wasn't willing to give up big dick." She said with a laugh. "And now that I don't have to choose, well... isn't polyamory great?"
"I guess that's one way to look at it!" Owen returned the gesture with a laugh of his own. "But are you sure she can handle me?" That was the second big concern on his mind. He hadn't had sex with a normal human since... well, before he'd even met Colleen back when he could still physically fit in someone like that. "Because that's going to be a problem if she can't."
"Oh! Oh don't worry about that Daddy!" Brigid frantically reassured, waving her hands around. "She's..." this secret was only revealed to her near the beginning of her coming out, and normally she wouldn't be one to reveal such a trusted secret. But... well, if this was going to work she would have to put her father's mind at ease. "She's a Breeder too Daddy." Owen said nothing for a good long while, completely dumbfounded by the revelation.
"Are you serious?"
"Yep!" Brigid chirped with a nod. "She told me so. Says she's not ready to come out but... it makes sense y'know? She's got the body of a Breeder just like me."
"I see... well then. I guess I could get behind this." He said with a hint of relief.
"Or her!" Brigid giggled. "But we can worry about that later Daddy. Right now I think we've got more important things to think about." She gestured back towards his cock, still standing tall despite the distractions.
*
Alyssa found it a little hard to breathe, the nervous tightness in her chest constricted like an industrial vice. When Brigid had told her to come to visit today, she had said two things; The first was that Owen would hear her out and to "Expect the best". And the second thing was to dress as sexily as she possibly could. On that front she had made sure to follow through, even if it was a bit embarrassing.
Her adopted parents weren't exactly the most conservative people, and she was given quite a lot of leeway when it came to how she could dress. Although she couldn't go full out with the bedroom outfit, she had managed a pretty racy ensemble to entice Owen. Her shirt was a tight red and white striped off-shoulder design. While it wasn't especially low cut, her expansive K cup chest stretched it out enough to provide cleavage. If one were inclined to glance between her tremendous breasts and killer hips, they would notice a glittering naval ring. A simple hoop with a reflective gilded sheen, real gold leaf but not of the purest quality. Beneath that glimmering accessory was a pair of tight low riding jeans. The buckle had been undone, as it was the only way they could fit on such broad breeding hips. Clearly visible were the straps of her thong, jet black and of a fine textile. Any boy she'd been with would have taken this as an invitation to her bed. But the real question was, would it work on a man? Well, there was only one way to know for sure. With one last deep breath, she pressed the doorbell. The familiar chime rang through the air. It took a moment for someone to actually answer the door.
"Alyssa! Hello!!" Owen said in a warm greeting. He was surprisingly nonchalant about her clothes, not that she would have noticed at the moment however, as she was too entranced with what HE was wearing. Owen had gone for the simple black sleeveless undershirt, which clung tightly to his chiseled musculature. Alyssa had wondered earlier if she had just imagined or exaggerated how ripped he was, some kind of trick her mind had played on her. Not in the slightest. If anything she had been underselling it. His perfectly cut pectorals, washboard 8 pack and bulging biceps were practically sending her survival instincts into overdrive. Yet, it was not the instinct to run or fight, for in her subconscious she knew these were the muscles of a breeding bull rather than a wild animal. As much as she didn't want to, Alyssa's gaze went downward to take in the sight of the rest of him. He was wearing his red athletic shorts, the kind that went down to his knees. Though she could see the toned thighs and calves befitting a man of his build, Alyssa's attention was directed more towards his waist. Ever since Brigid came out to the school, she had deduced that Owen was also a Breeder. Naturally, this had only fueled her longstanding crush on him, as she now knew he was packing a monster between his legs. Though it was a secret she had confided only with Brigid, Alyssa was very much a fellow size queen, and had been ever since she started puberty. Whenever she had time alone to play with herself, she always made sure to search for the biggest, most obscenely hung of pornstars to titillate her imagination. It had naturally escalated to Breeder only porn as time went on. But the bulge she saw in Owen's pants indicated a beast beyond even that of an actual horse. Alyssa felt her throat dry up and her knees weaken. She was in trouble, but yet it was the kind of trouble she'd always wanted.
"Alyssa?" Owen's voice rang out, snapping her out of her awe induced trance. "You alright?" It suddenly occurred to her that she'd been standing there staring for nearly 2 minutes.
"Oh! Uh... yeah I'm okay!" she frantically replied. With that, she stepped inside. Thanks to her splayed wide hips and the narrow door frame, she managed to brush against Owen. That quick moment of light contact sent shivers down her spine. Alyssa had to practically bite her tongue in order to keep herself from moaning. "So um... where's Brigid?" she queried, hoping to save some sense of face.
"She's in the living room, getting everything ready." Owen replied as he closed the door behind them. "I offered to handle it myself, but she insisted. She just won't quit even when pregnant..." he continued with a chuckle. Getting everything ready? What did he mean by that? "Shall we?" he asked.
"Yeah, I guess." Alyssa replied. All of the sudden, she felt a strong, powerful arm wrap around her shoulder. She gasped softly in surprise, she didn't need to look up to know that it was Owen. Was he simply being friendly? Was he guiding her carefully? Or...or did this mean something more? Whatever it was, she didn't waste the opportunity to relish in the contact. Without another word, they made their way to the living room where a rather spectacular sight awaited them both.
"Hey Alyssa!" Brigid chirped happily as she drove her hips up and down the dildo. Wet squelching noises rang through the air lewdly as she did so. The toy was a deep purple color, molded almost completely in the image of a Breeder's cock, complete with veins. In terms of size it was about the middle of the road for her standards these days, a good 15 inches or so in length and about 3 and a half wide. The dildo was slick with lube, giving it a bright reflective sheen. At the moment it was delving deep into her ass with every bounce.
"Brigid?!" Alyssa gasped aloud. "What-what the hell are you doing?"
"What's it look like?" she said with a laugh. "I know, a little dirty but I had to go for anal, don't wanna hurt the babies after all!"
"I-" Alyssa really couldn't think of a good comeback to that. For a good long while she just stared awestruck at the spectacle. At the way Brigid's pregnancy engorged tits bounced, at the way her booty jiggled and clapped in tandem with her movements, at the well practiced movements of her hips... it was truly a sight to behold. Out of instinct, she turned her head to look at Owen, possibly to see if he too was taken aback by his daughter's brazenness. Much to her further surprise, Owen's expression was nothing but a pleased look of admiration and approval.
"Oooh! Hang on! I'mma 'bout to cum!" Brigid squealed as her pace increased. Her coos and moans crescendoed louder and louder, while juices from her pussy seemed to splatter everywhere. Finally, she hit her peak and threw her head back in euphoria. Her body twitched and spasmed with delight for a minute or so before eventually calming down. After she took a moment to catch her breath, Brigid eased herself off the toy. "Ooof! That was a pretty big one!" she giggled as she approached the awestruck guest. "Did you like the show?"
"Ah-..." Alyssa was still having difficulty processing it. It wasn't like the two of them hadn't been open about their sexuality, but seeing her best friend of 6 years masturbating openly like that was still quite the shock. "Y-yeah... I..." she tried to spell out, the language center of her brain slowly returning to working order. "B-but why?" she finally asked. "What's going on here?!"
"Well... Brigid continued. "When you told me about your secret, I figured it was time to let you in on one of my own." She took a deep breath. "You told me once that you wanted to know who the father of my babies is... Well, he's right here." She pointed to her father. Alyssa froze in place for a moment.
"Y-Your father?!" She exclaimed. "You mean you and he-"
"Yes." Brigid said with a nod. Alyssa was struck with a strange wave of emotions. It was now pretty common knowledge that Breeders didn't have the same taboo against incest. She would have expected shock, and there certainly was a hint of that, but there was something else welling up within her right now. It felt like... resentment? No, envy? Whatever it was, she was wearing her misery on her face, and Brigid could easily pick up on it. "Alyssa, I'm sorry." She said softly, with a tinge of morose regret within it. "I had...I had no idea you had feelings for him."
"No, it's...fine." Alyssa muttered. Despite what she said, it was clear that it wasn't "fine" at all. "I...It was stupid of me." Her eyes were starting to well up in tears. "I should have...no, he clearly loves you an-" her words were interrupted when she felt Brigid's hand carefully caress her face. Slowly, she lifted her head up to stare into her friend's emerald green eyes.
"Alyssa. You don't need to lie to me." She reassured in a soft, soothing tone. "If you love my Dad even just half as much as I do, then you would still be devastated." Alyssa choked back a small sob, trying her best to keep her composure. "But it's okay! We talked it over and..." she struggled to think about how to phrase it. "If you're okay with it, we'd love you to join us. Be a part of this relationship too." Alyssa was gobsmacked.
"W-what?" She gaped.
"We want you to be a part of this." Brigid repeated soothingly. "Alyssa... I'm not sure how long I've felt this way about you but..." She took a deep breath and braced herself. "I love you. And I don't mean as a BFF or anything like that, I mean the same way I feel for Daddy. I know it's probably not what you imagined but... this is the life I want. "She swallowed hard, it was time for the moment of truth. "If you don't want this then... that's okay. I just had to let you know." Alyssa was frozen solid in contemplation. Wrapping her head around this whole thing would have been a difficult decision even if it wasn't all dumped on her at once.
How did she feel about Brigid? That was the main conundrum wracking her brain right now. There was no denying that she was absolutely stunning and sexy, and she had been appreciative of that quality over the years. At times she had wondered to herself if this was envy or just simple admiration. But could it be something more?
"Brigid..." she finally said, breaking the silence. "I...I feel the same way." She admitted. It probably wasn't the most romantic way to do it, but it was the truth. Without another word between them, Brigid leaned slowly towards Alyssa and drew her in for a long, deep kiss. Alyssa wasn't inexperienced in this regard, she had kissed boys before, even romantically when she had felt that way towards them. But this was far different. Maybe it was partially affected by the fact that Brigid was the first girl she'd ever kissed, the woman's touch for lack of a better term. That couldn't be the only reason though, there was something much deeper to it. A sort of... connection she could not explain, like they weren't just connected bodily, but rather entwined at their very...cores? Spirits? Souls? Whatever it was, it caused her heart to beat like it never had before. Their lips mashed together gently, cushioned greatly by the copious padding within then, while their tongues entangled with one another in a gentle embrace. It didn't take them too long to escalate from tender smooching to aggressive snogging, their hands wandered all over one another caressing and raking their partner.
"Mmmwwah!" Alyssa said as they parted. "Wow... you're a great kisser Brigid!" She giggled. Although her inhibitions were rapidly diminishing, it was still a little embarrassing to be kissing her best friend right in front of her father. Fortunately, it had diminished enough to where it was the kind she could alleviate through laughter.
"I've been practicing!" She responded with a Cheshire cat grin. Owen picked up immediately what she was alluding to, and scratched the back of his head sheepishly. Unfortunately for his composure, Brigid had noticed this and began to laugh. It was rare that she was able to disrupt his confidence like that, so she was not about to waste the opportunity to relish in the pride she was feeling. "It helps that I got such a..." her voice had noticeably taken on a sensual purr, the sort of tone she took on when she wanted to rile him up. Fortunately for her (and Alyssa) it was working. "Big...strong...virile...BULL of a Daddy to guide me!" Brigid made sure to emphasize the word "Bull" as best she could. She knew all too well how much it struck a chord with him, how much it tapped into that primal part of his psyche. "Maybe he could show you a thing or two?"
"I'd like that." Alyssa said in a coquette tone, turning around to face Owen properly. Despite her bravado, she was feeling just a twinge of nervousness within her. She had dreamed of this moment for quite a long time, but now that it was staring her in the face like this? It was more than a little overwhelming. Still, she had to power through it, for there was nothing she wanted more in the world. Slowly, she closed her eyes and presented her lips for him. Owen gripped her back and drew her in, squeezing her tightly. There was very little tenderness involved, just pure animalistic lust. Despite the obvious distraction, Owen was able to use his hands to help Alyssa out of her clothing. Though it was a little tricky to maneuver through the aggressive make-out session, they were able to get the job done. As soon as she was completely naked they broke off. Alyssa looked deep into his eyes, holding her arms outward as if displaying herself for approval.
"You're lovely." Owen said with a warm smile. Alyssa breathed a very loud and audible sigh of relief. She then dropped down to her knees and approached him.
"Thank you..." She muttered, her gaze now directly at his bulge. "Can I...can I pull you out?" she asked, looking back up at him. Brigid smiled a bit at that, right now Alyssa was reminding her of her first time with Daddy. It was pretty adorable.
"Yes." Owen barely managed to finish the word before Alyssa had grabbed his waistband and yanked down his pants, letting his cock spring free. The potential energy released all at once nearly smacked her in the face. It was a good thing that it didn't, or else she might have been knocked off her feet.
"Oh...my...God!" Alyssa gaped in awe. She knew Owen was huge, but staring at it uncovered and out in the open for the first time was a whole new experience. Her mouth hung slack, and her eyes grew wide to match. Owen was rock hard, and standing upwards at a seemingly impossible angle. As if she were attempting to conform that she wasn't hallucinating, Alyssa gingerly reached out to touch the throbbing monster. The sheer heat of his erection flowed through her body from the slight touch, weakening her knees and diverting all moisture from her mouth down below. For reasons that currently eluded her, Alyssa brought her forearm right up against the behemoth for comparison, letting out a soft gasp when she realized his cock easily dwarfed it. "How...big?" It was the only thing she could think to say. Brigid surpressed a laugh. As much as she wanted to blurt it out, Alyssa had to hear it straight from the horse's mouth.
"19 inches." Owen said with a strong tone of pride in his voice. A sudden *spurt* rang through the air as Alyssa's pussy discharged a squirt of lubrication. Conflicting emotions ran through Alyssa like wildfire. Most prominent among them was an arousal beyond anything she had ever felt in her life, followed closely by a twinge of fear at being ripped apart. Yet part of that fear served to only amplify her arousal a hundred fold. For a while she just stared dumbfounded, unsure exactly about what to do.
"Do you have a condom?" a well conditioned question. Her adopted parents were kind of big on the whole safe sex thing, which probably wasn't helped by her being a Breeder. While they encouraged her to double up on birth control she hadn't really found any others that worked for her. The pill gave her some mean headaches and nausea, and IUDs really caused her great discomfort. Honestly she didn't like the feel of condoms anyways, but what else could she do?
"No, no I don't." Owen admitted.
"We don't allow 'em in our house." Brigid continued with a slight laugh. "Daddy only rides bareback. Besides, would you wanna ruin such a beautiful beast by wrapping it in a cold, sterile plastic bag?" She was leaning into Alyssa, engulfing her arm in her expansive cleavage. "Or..." her face was now right up against Alyssa's ear, her tone had also sunk low into a sensual whisper. "Would you rather feel the heat, the slickness, the pulsating veins of that...big...monster...cock?" Something about the way she said that caused Alyssa's knees to give out on her, prompting her to drop down onto them.
"No..." she whispered softly. "I guess I don't want to cover it up." Something within her had stirred. Like a caged lioness willing to break free. "Can you pull out though?" she asked.
"Of course. If you want me to." Owen reassured. What did he mean by that last statement? If she really wanted to? Why wouldn't she? "How would you like to start?" Right, of course, position. Alyssa wanted to make sure she did this right the first time.
"Can we start in missionary?" She asked, climbing onto the couch and spreading her legs. "I want to be face to face for the first time."
"Of course we can." Soothed Owen. With that, he approached Alyssa and took a good long moment to admire the sight before him. Alyssa was a stunner even when fully clothed, but now that she was laid bare without a shred of clothing in the way, there did not exist a word in the English language to describe it. Her massive breasts hung just the slightest bit, maintaining a round shape while still giving that hint of the weight behind them. Dark brown nipples rested on them, pointing firmly in the cool air and surrounded by smooth dollar coin sized areolae. A small beauty mark adorned the left one, just slightly to the right of said nipple. From this position it was slightly difficult to get a feel for her hips and ass, as her legs were spread wide and her butt was compressed into the couch cushions. Meanwhile her pussy was glistening in the light from arousal, completely smooth as expected. Owen noticed that her vulva was a fair bit puffier than Brigid's, creating an especially pronounced cleft on her. But yet, as lovely as her sexual characteristics were, Owen found his gaze drawn primarily towards her face. Her perfectly pointed nose, full plush lips, radiant cheekbones all made for a spectacular visage, but what he noticed most was her eyes. Brown eyed girls rarely got poetry written about them, but there was something to be said about these ones. Though fairly dark, they seemed to practically shine in how they reflected the light, almost as if they were carved from brown agate. As much as he would have liked to continue admiring the beauty before him, there was a more important task to do.
Owen carefully maneuvered his cock over her, and laid it across her body. A soft gasp emerged from Alyssa as she saw just how far it would go inside her. "It's impossible..." she said shaking her head back and forth ever so slightly. Though her words and the aforementioned gesture might have indicated that she didn't want it, the tone of her voice betrayed the secret arousal within her. "It can't fit..." she breathed.
"Oh yes it can!" Brigid soothed, taking a seat beside her to better lean into her. "You know as well as I do just how...stretchy we are." Her purr was once again speaking directly to Alyssa's soul. "And haven't you always felt like your man wasn't going deep enough?" Alyssa really couldn't argue with that, it had been a lingering frustration she had carried within her. She was just experiencing nerves, a last bit of nervousness before crossing that last threshold. Without a word, she looked back up into his eyes and gave a small nod.
"Fuck me..." she whispered. Owen needed no further instructions, and slid his cock downward to her moist opening. A smear of precum trailed along her stomach and down her mons, leaving behind one final reminder to just how deep he would go. Once they were perfectly aligned, Owen gently pushed his cock forward. Alyssa hadn't taken any Breeders inside her before, and was naturally quite tight. For a moment it even looked like it wouldn't go in, and the tip mashed into her labia, compressing quite a great deal. But in the end, his perseverance prevailed, and Owen was able to pierce through and sink a few inches of his flagpole of a cock into Alyssa. "Ohhh... Fuckkkkk...!" Alyssa gasped loudly, her eyes had grown wide and her mouth hung open. Even without looking down, she knew that he hadn't gone very deep, though she didn't have a tape measure down there she could get a decent enough feel for the depth, and it was only about as far as the first boy she'd had. But the sheer girth behind it was completely unbelievable, with a cock twice the width of her wrists it created a stretching sensation utterly indescribable to her. There was naturally a tiny bit of pain, but it was that minor twinge that merely added an "edge" to the unbelievable euphoria radiating from her nethers. "So... big..." it was the only thing she was capable of saying at the moment. One wondered if her tone was praise and admiration for Owen's size, a mark of pride from having taken such a beast, disbelief that she had done so, or just an idle observation. Whatever it was, it stoked the flames of Owen's ego, prompting him to drive forward a little bit more. "HoWHOA!" Alyssa squealed. Her body suddenly started to convulse and shiver, while her pussy fluttered and spurted vital fluids everywhere as shockwaves of pleasure just shot through her body. This was a good depth to start with, lest he overwhelm her too much. With that, he drew back to begin pistoning at a fairly slow pace.
Brigid looked on in interest as her best friend got plowed slowly and sensually. It didn't take a Rhodes scholar to tell that she was cumming, and hard. Much like the time with Amira, Brigid found herself utterly enthralled with the spectacle. Indeed, it was a great deal easier for her to enjoy this time around. Was it because of her feelings and history with Alyssa, or because she felt less...competitive than she would with Amira? Well, such a question was not important right now. She'd taken the dildo off the floor and was now holding it in her hands. A poor facsimile of the beast pulverizing Alyssa's pussy right now, but it would have to do for now. Without a second thought, Brigid brought it down between her legs and slid it inside. She let out a soft moan as it penetrated her once again. With careful technique, she squeezed and clamped down on it, amplifying the stimulation it provided manyfold. She did her best to try and match the movements her father was doing right now, which would hopefully help her sync up with Alyssa. As soon as Owen pushed the 8th inch inside, she saw Alyssa's face light up immensely as she was struck with a new form of pleasure. Brigid knew that spot all too well. "Ooohh..." she half cooed and half moaned. "I think he's hit the G-Spot!"
"Y-yess..." Alyssa moaned, struggling to process the new sensation. This wasn't the first time she'd had the G-spot stimulated mind you, she had the pleasure and fortune of dating a boy with a 9 incher in the past. But the difference in girth was just night and day; Her previous lover had only tickled it, wherewas Owen was overwhelming the nerve cluster like nothing before. "Oh God..." She uttered in awe, flailing her legs a tiny bit. It was pretty clear that she wanted to lock them around his back, for that additional sense of closeness. Unfortunately for her, he wasn't deep enough for it yet. Owen did his best to rectify that problem, and on his next stroke he sunk another 2 inches. "So deep!" Alyssa cried aloud, grinding her hips in an attempt to aid Owen's thrust. "I've never had it so deep!"
"Oh you have NO idea..." Brigid said with a giggle. "That's just the first pleasure spot."
"F-first?!" Alyssa asked right before she was hit with another climax. Her voice wailed and moaned loudly for a moment or so, advertising the sheer joy she was feeling at the moment.
"Yep!" Brigid chirped in response as she pushed the toy deeper inside. Although her timing was a little off, she felt an orgasm of her own brewing rapidly. "Oooh! You've still-ah! Got a lot to goooooo!" it was then that she orgasmed. It was a mild one, at least by her standards, a gentle warmth of pleasure that flowed right through her. Strong enough only to make lucid thought just a little bit tricky. Alyssa thought as hard as she was currently able to about that statement. If just this much felt so good... how would it feel if he went all the way? She then looked up deep into Owen's shimmering green eyes, and gave him another nod. No words were spoken, but the message was incredibly clear.
"OooWHA!" Alyssa yelped as Owen's pace increased. He wasn't going all that much deeper just yet, but his hips were moving at a furious pace. Brigid had to suppress a giggle as she noticed the flailing motions of his balls, their sheer mass coupled with the inertia made for quite an amusing spectacle. "Don'tstopdon'tstopdon'tstAAWWWP!" Alyssa cried out as she clung to his back for dear life. She was well past the point of apprehension and timidness. They carried on this way for a great many minutes before all of the sudden, Owen was stopped short, his cock was barricaded by some kind of barrier within. Even through the haze of delirium, Alyssa felt herself struck by a sudden surge of euphoria that shot through her for a long period of time. When it finally receded and she had returned to lucidity, she noticed that Owen had stopped moving. "Y-you hit the back!" she exclaimed in awe.
"Mmmmmmm... Almost." Brigid said as she sunk the entirety of the toy into herself. "That's just your cervix Alyssa... Right beyond that is the best pleasure spot of all..."
"You mean..." Alyssa breathed, still incredibly bewildered at the moment. It didn't help that she was still reeling from the aftershocks of a particularly strong orgasm. "My...my womb?"
"Yep!" replied Brigid. "And once he does?" She leaned in as close as she could, until her lips were practically kissing her ear. "You'll have the biggest, most spectacular orgasm you could ever dream of." With that her dexterous pink tongue pushed through her plush lips and licked at Alyssa's ear. Alyssa had heard about the unique quirks of Breeder anatomy before. Inbetween the message boards she frequented and the Breeder-only porn she'd become accustomed to, it was hard not to stumble onto something like it. She had often wondered what it felt like, as everyone she had been able to ask would dismiss it as something impossible to describe. It was unfortunately not really possible to experience on her own, none of the toys she had at home went deep enough and she couldn't hide ones big enough anywhere in her room. And now, it seemed like the impossible dream was actually coming true. Of course, she'd already gotten one dream fulfilled today, so it seemed only fitting this other one would be achieved. Her ponderance was cut short as Owen resumed his pace.
"OoohhhhhHHAHHH!" Alyssa bellowed as Owen slammed into her again and again. The space between orgasms continued to shrink thanks to the vigorous hammering her cervix was receiving. Little by little his constant pounding helped her open up. Before too long, he finally had enough give to breach into the most sacred of places within her. He drew back, tensing all his important muscles like a coiled spring before driving forward with the force of a freight train. The inner barrier of her cervix provided only the most token of resistance before yielding to allow him passage.
As the last of his cock sunk into her pussy, Alyssa froze in place, her eyes wide enough to pass for a cartoon character and her mouth completely slack in a silent scream. There it was, that spectacular mind-shattering orgasm that only Breeder women got to experience. Where rational thought faded away and was replaced with sheer ecstasy. Brigid felt a slight pang of envy at Alyssa. Ever since the pregnancy started, she'd lost the option of womb penetration. Sympathy jolts ran through her however, amplifying the pleasure of the dildo. Like a gentleman, Owen was holding himself in place to let her relish the sensation. It took quite a while before she managed to return to some level of coherency.
"So...FULL!" she exclaimed, her legs quivering like jelly.
"Good..." Owen soothed, reaching downward to stroke at her hair. "You're doing great Alyssa... You're really taking it like a champ!" Alyssa felt a strange surge of pride, as if she had accomplished some great feat like climbing the tallest mountain. Well, in a way she kind of did. A mountain of cock. She'd probably have laughed if she wasn't so overwhelmed.
"Thank... you..." She whispered, somehow mustering up the strength to reach upward and clutch at his face. It was only then that Alyssa had realized Owen had stopped moving. "I'm okay." She reassured, letting her fingers run through his thick scarlet hair. "You can...you can continue."
"Are you sure? It's going to be pretty intense." He asked softly.
"Yes... I can handle it." Alyssa wasn't really sure if she could. But she was certain of one thing; If she didn't try she would regret it forever. With the persmission granted, Owen just unleashed the primal bull within and started at a tremendous pace. Alyssa's world then went completely white.
"OHMIGAWWWWDDD YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" She screamed. Owen's hips were nothing but a blur now. The wet smacks of her pussy echoed through the room like an orchestral accompaniment to the deafening vocals she was unleashing. Brigid found herself getting off the couch to sit down on the floor, away from the inevitable hearing damage she would have gotten from being in Alyssa's proximity. She had stopped masturbating, as she could no longer mirror the pace. Besides, sometimes it was good to just sit back and watch. Though she couldn't prove it, Brigid could swear that her father was putting on a show as he pleased her friend. Something about the way his hips moved seemed so graceful, practiced and smooth. Almost choreographed in a way. Perhaps they should record themselves sometime, it might go over well on a porn site. Idly, she wondered to herself whether or not Alyssa was going to stick to her earlier conviction and get him to pull out. Brigid had only managed to avoid it for a week thanks to their mutual bloodline... Well, a quick glance at Owen's swollen balls told her that she would find out the answer to that soon enough.
As Owen plowed away, he felt the familiar churning in his nethers, signaling that his orgasm was quickly inbound. He was nothing if not a gentleman, and made an effort to try and pull out...only to have his passage blocked by her interlocked legs. He was more than a little bit taken aback by this sudden development. "Alyssa." He grunted, doing his best to hold back as best as he could. "I can't pull out! You have to let me go!"
"N-noooo!" She warbled, clutching at his back as if she needed further reassurance that he wasn't going to exit her. "Don't pull out! Cum inside me!" Owen paused only for a fraction of a second to ponder whether he really should. But at this point he was too far gone, and with her permission he shoved himself to the hilt one last time and fired off. Alyssa gasped one more time as liquid fire rushed through her most intimate spot. Her womb was filled to capacity on the first couple shots, then ballooned outwards with the following ones, swelling her stomach into a pseudo baby-bump. She could almost swear the cum was flowing directly into her ovaries, ensuring that there was absolutely no escape from the virile fluid. It took quite a great deal of time before the ivory deluge began to recede, but eventually it did, allowing Alyssa to finally come down from that extended orgasm she'd been going through. After a few moments of catching her breath, she leaned up and tenderly kissed Owen, a sweet and gentle way to cap off such an intense romp.
"Congratulations Alyssa..." Brigid soothed, standing up to approach the entwined couple as they finally broke off. "There's no way you're not pregnant now." She continued. An hour or so ago, she probably would have been panicking about what her adopted parents would think. But now? There was only quiet contemplation as the reality of it sunk in.
"I'm gonna be a mom..." she whispered. "Just... like you?"
"Yes." Brigid replied, once again sitting on the couch and stroking Alyssa's hair soothingly.
"I...I think my parents aren't gonna be happy." Alyssa continued with a nervous laugh.
"Probably not." Brigid laughed alongside her.
"Think I... could stay with you guys?"
"You know you didn't have to ask." Owen said in a reassuring tone. "We wouldn't want to split up our family now would we?" Alyssa cooed softly at that statement. "Our family." Two little words, yet so powerful and warm. "Now." He continued, pulling out and standing up. "It's almost lunch time. I better fix us something."
"Does this mean our kids will be siblings?" Alyssa asked awkwardly.
"Of course!" Brigid reassured. This kind of pillow talk felt a little inane at the moment, but it seemed to be calming Alyssa down. A moment of empathic communication passed between the two of them. They both felt like saying the same thing. It was cheesy and dumb, but nothing else seemed remotely appropriate.
"Stacked sisters forever!"