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I came twice in the span of about 30 minutes, fueled by the content of Dad’s latest chapter in our literary collaboration. It was indeed a hot piece of work, and I found it uncanny how he was able to mimic my own writing style so thoroughly. As I read, it felt like each sentence had come straight from my own hand. I guess Dad and I were more alike than I had imagined.
Once the groggy satisfaction of my two huge ejaculations had worn off, I decided to ring him up on Skype to share my feedback on his erotic masterpiece.
“Well hello there!” he beamed across the computer screen. “I was just about to call you to see how things are going. It’d been awhile since I heard from you.”
“Been pretty busy with work this week,” I said honestly. “But I wanted to let you know that I made time to take a peek at that last chapter. It was REALLY therapeutic, if you know what I mean.”
“Glad to hear that it hit the spot,” he grinned proudly. “Truth is ... I got pretty worked up writing it, so now I’ve got a bad case of “sticky keyboard,” he laughed.
“I completely understand,” I replied. “One thing I noticed, though, was that you left poor Charlie completely hanging at the end of it ... All worked up with no mention of release. What kind of second-rate erotic author would do that?!”
“Whoa, seems like I touched a nerve there, eh. Sorry about that, chief. Guess I just got carried away. I can always rewrite that final part with a killer release scene for you. Which would you prefer ... dropping your wad all over your computer screen, or a nearby picture of your beloved mother?” he joked.
“Naw, that’s alright, old man,” I relented. “Let’s just leave it as is and hope the reader doesn’t mind that GLARING deficiency too much. Besides, I wipe enough cum off of my computer screen as it is in real life.
“I hear ya, I hear ya,” he laughed heartily. “Anyway, I’m looking forward to reading what you shoot back to me ... Just be sure to make it spicy.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that,” I said assuringly. “I definitely think it’s about time we get that breeding session mentioned prominently in the title kicked off, don’t ya think?”
“Now is as good a time as any,” he replied with a wink and a wicked grin. “Will you be going at the writing fresh, or will you be working off notes?”
“Oh I’ve got plenty of notes to work off of. Now I need to figure out how all of the pieces will fit together.”
“Well, have fun putting that puzzle together. And I’d advise throwing a clear plastic tarp over your computer during the creation process.”
Breeding of Erika: Fourth Chapter
Mom and Dad’s online performance left me emotionally and physically drained. No sooner had I finished witnessing the climax of their copulation then I reached my own with multiple white ropes thrown up across my chest.
They were too busy embracing in the afterglow of their magnificent finish to see the moment of my release, but Dad was first to comment on the mess it left.
“Looks like your son got a kick out of our little show, babe. He’s gonna have to wash that shirt twice to get those stains out.”
Mom smiled. “It’s a shame Erika wasn’t there to be on the receiving end of that for you, hon. You’d have given her plenty of ingredients for a nice little bundle of joy.”
“Actually, your Mom and I just might be beating you guys to the punch on that one,” Dad joked, shamelessly dropping his hand between her legs and caressing the wet folds of her freshly-seeded snatch. She giggled like a schoolgirl before turning and giving him another big kiss. I heard a moan escape her mouth and saw her legs buckle a bit as Dad stoked her kitty.
Eventually breaking the kiss, he looked at me. “Well, maybe we’d better let you go, Charlie. I think I can feel a second round coming on,” he joked.
Mom reached down and grabbed his slick, limp cock, tugging on it gently. “He talks a good game, sugar, but I can assure you, this guy is down for the count,” she smirked, raising it up only to have it drop like a stone and dangle helplessly.
“You guys are insatiable,” I replied.
“We try,” said Dad, a huge grin plastered on across his face.
“Well, I’ll let you love birds get cleaned up and rested up.” We said our goodbyes, and I was left facing a black screen in a cum-drenched t-shirt.
...
In the following weeks, Erika and I corresponded regularly about the grand plan of impregnation, and with each correspondence, our anticipation grew, fueling more than a couple of hot webcam sessions. During one of the more memorable exchanges, I probed a little to find out more about the depth of her attraction to Dad.
“So do you think you can handle him, babe?” I asked during the beginning of our conversation as I watched her slowly finger herself in front of the camera. “I mean, he is quite a bit bigger than me.”
She giggled as her fingers disappeared in and out of her smooth cunt. “Don’t worry. My little pussy can handle just about anything ... Let me give you a special show to prove it.”
She reached out of camera range, and then her hands returned with a box ... the box that Mom had given her as a present from their stop at a San Antonio sex shop. She opened it, revealing a thin white dildo alongside a much larger black one.”
“Let me show you just what I can handle,” she said seductively, wrapping her small hand around the large black dong and and excavating it from the box. It was about the same length as Dad’s, but maybe slightly thicker. Looking directly into the camera, she brought the lifelike head to her mouth, licking it, brushing it ever so gently with her lips ... teasing me. Eventually, she took the entire bulbous head into her mouth, moaning all the while. Slowly her lips began traveling down the veiny shaft ... inch by glorious inch. She was ultimately able to take about two-thirds of it down her throat, before pausing. Closing her eyes, she twisted the captured phallus in her mouth, enjoying every second of its presence. She looked back at the camera and slowly began to dislodge it from her throat, leaving it slick and shimmering, until it was eventually dislodged with a loud gasp. She smiled. “I could’ve taken more,” she said with a wink.
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