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Between attending elementary school and exploring his hometown with his Pokémon, Elio spent the past six months of his school year participating in a pen pal project, where he would send and receive handwritten letters with another student from somewhere in the world. He was nervous at first, being the only one in his friend group to receive a letter from a girl, and they teased him for it. However, any worries he had about how to respond stopped when he noticed she had attached a picture of her Poplio to the letter, stating her name was Lana and that she lived with her family in a small house along the shore of Hau’oli City in Alola.
Elio had heard of Alola before and seen pictures in his textbooks, but his classes had yet to cover it, and the region’s Pokédex was so different from Unova. He asked her questions about her Pokémon and Alola, and she asked him questions about Unova and his Pokémon. Before he knew it, they were stuffing paper after paper into their letters. He liked how interested she was in him, and so he tried his best to reciprocate. After several months and showing her his intense study on Alola’s ecosystem for a school science fair, Lana ended one of her letters with this question:
Would you like to visit me in Alola? Mom says you can stay with us for however long you’d like.
He was shocked and, at this point in their friendship, couldn’t help but blush, this question coming after a few affectionate proddings from one to another. It was embarrassing to admit, but he agreed to it before even asking his parents for permission. Lana’s next letter then said:
Just so you know, Alola’s totally different from where you live. Way different. Is that okay?
He had researched Alola enough to know that a tropical environment was very different from the city he lived in. Lana was just nervous, he thought, and he wrote that he’d be okay and was excited to catch Alolan Pokémon and spend time together. This was in the last letter he received before his parents took him to the airport.
Okay, but don’t say I didn’t warn you!
“Welcome to Alola, Elio!” Lana’s mother said as he looked up at her. She was a tall woman with long, blue hair and a smile as bright as the warm island sun shining down on him. Her hair accessories were very pretty. Elio gulped and muttered a faint, “Hello,” in response, which made her giggle. “I finally get to see the pen pal my daughter’s been telling me so much about! And you’re as cute as I had hoped,” she smiled. “Did you find your way here okay?”
None of that was the problem. The airport was busy, but it was just one large room. No gates, no terminals, no security checkpoints, or anything like that. There weren’t any delays when the taxi driver took him to the outskirts of Hau’oli City, either. But there was a lot to take in, and more than just the tropical climate and Pokémon he’d never seen in person before. “Yeah, I got off and left fine, though I wasn’t expecting...”
His voice trailed off. “Oh?” Lana’s mother clasped her hands together as she tilted her head and leaned forward. “I’m sorry. You must be jetlagged after coming off the plane. Unova, huh? Wow! It’s incredible that a ten-year-old could travel all this way alone! I hope you can show my children all of your foreign Pokémon.”
“That’s a part of it, but,” he shook his head.
She put a finger to her lower lip. “Then whatever could be the problem?”
Elio pulled his hat over his eyes and pointed to the beach her house overlooked. “I wasn’t expecting that!”
Moans rang loudly from the beach, the sunlight glistening off the sweat that beaded on locals and tourists alike. Girls wore the skimpiest bikinis imaginable or were straight-up naked, soaking in the sun or splashing around in the water. Bouncing breasts, perky butts, and often between or inside them, long, burly cocks. Strong men, fat, skinny, even children, approached women, flirted with them, and fucked them, with their taught balls slapping against rippling booties. Age didn’t matter; tall men hounded a mother-daughter pair of snow-white blondes, their thick, blunt locks fraying as they were yanked on and spanked, the mother howling in orgasm as she was thoroughly bred. A tanned, green-haired girl his age eagerly gobbled down the tree trunk that was a fat man’s member, her eyes turned to slits from the room his length took up in her pouched cheeks. Despite that cock having no way of getting deeper inside, the man pushed until his entire shaft was in her mouth, his huge, low-hanging nuts smacking her chin. She pulled back, and the sight of her bulging throat, the head of his cock poking through the smooth skin of her stomach, sent shivers down Elio’s spine. It was like this on the taxi ride, too, women getting pulled on and bred, little boys being flocked around by nipple-perked MILFs, getting their faces shoved into their tits and cocks teased and swallowed whole…
“Oh!” Lana’s mother said, snapping him out of it. “Did Lana not tell you? That sly girl,” she laughed. “You must be surprised by how open Alolans are with their sexuality! I hope it’s not too much of a culture shock. There’s nothing more important to us than community bonding, and that goes for travelers, too! Although,” her eyes widened, “your penis looks awfully strained. Did you get a stiffy from the surprise that it all gave you?”
Elio yelped and hid his crotch. “Sorry, Ma’am!”
Lana’s mother laughed and bent down. He swallowed; she was so big. That kind and caring face flowed down to Wailmer-sized breasts and hips that could carry quintuplets, all squeezed tightly in a blue and white sundress that would have fit her if not for the matronliness of her obscene figure. She smelled like sea salt and sweat, the heat getting to the natives, too, apparently—damp spots appeared around the tips of her breasts, and he swore there were dark streaks between her plump legs…
“Jetlagged, yet still so full of energy. Little boys really are the best,” Lana’s mother cooed, a subtle blush creeping up her cheeks, appearing embarrassed if it weren’t for the environment. Those dark blue eyes conveyed something, but he didn’t have the life experience to know what. “Would you allow me to give you a proper Alolan welcome, from one horny mommy to an away-from-home shota?”
Elio squeezed his shirt. Consent didn’t exist in Alola, as it was made clear when the mother immediately squatted and spread her arms wide to him. She smiled and bounced slightly, causing all the thick flesh on her body to jiggle and wobble, her breasts smacking heavily between her legs. Lana’s mother reminded him of one of the Pokémon he’d wanted to catch during his trip here, Bewear, and how friendly it looked before you stepped too close. Elio stepped in. “Welcome to Alola~!” she sang. Softness sandwiched his body; everything from his chest to his hips squished into that ravine of breast and cleavage. Her warmth soaked into him, sweat sliding off of her and staining his clothes. He gasped and, in his excitement, bucked his hips. Pleasure shot straight to his brain—he had broken past her cleavage and rubbed right into a meaty mound of mommy tummy. “Ah!” she squealed in amusement. “You shouldn’t hump Alolan mommies like that, sweetie.” He gasped as she reached under his shirt, lifting it and rubbing her palms against his back. The feeling was intoxicating. Elio squirmed in her embrace and kept bucking into her. “See? Before I knew it, I started craving your cute little body~”
She rocked her hips against him and stuck out her butt, letting Elio wriggle his glans against her belly button. She groped his shoulders, squeezed his ass, and giggled, her breathing hot and steamy. “Oh, this is bad~! It’s tradition to take cute little virgins like you to a secluded place so you can practice mating in secret, but I’m going to ignore that. Lana's going to be really upset with me, too; she was so excited to be your first time. What should I do, what should I do...” she cooed. Her fingers slipped into his shorts and tugged on them. “Quick, Elio—come up with something to distract me from pulling your shorts down!”
Elio, with the little brain power he could muster in this situation, hugged her back, his arms sinking into her breasts as he pushed closer and kissed her. “Ah, mmph!” she moaned as he slid his tongue between her lips and found hers. Elio ignored her gasp—he needed her to stop her train of thought! Their tongues twisted into knots, and her hands stopped. He opened his eyes—she was panting on his face, her eyes threatening to cross as he twirled and flicked his tongue about. “Ahhn, not fair... You don’t get to do this to a mother...” She swallowed his saliva as his shaft pressed hard into her belly, and she shuddered. “You just made me cum...”
Her arms slackened, and Elio pulled back, now a drooling, beet-red, and wrinkled mess. Sweat soaked through all his clothes and into hers, making a dark, obvious line down his chest. He gulped. What had he done!? “You...” She shook her head, the fog lifting from her eyes. “Oh, Elio, honey, I’m so sorry. Did I scare you?”
“I-It’s fine,” Elio muttered.
“Unovan children are... wow,” she whispered, standing up. “How about you come inside? I’ll show you to your room.” She turned around, and Elio trembled; that dress dug into her enormous, meaty backside, with sweat running down the ravine of her cheeks, and every time she took a step, it all shook and wobbled. She looked back, parting the matted hair off her cheek. “Oh—and please, call me Mommy.”
The veins in Elio’s arms bulged. Catching a Bewear had just become a priority during this homestay.
Lana’s house was smaller than most he’d seen along the shore, but nicer than a shack; it had a homely vibe that was as inviting as it was well-used. The wood floor creaked as Elio stepped inside, closed the door behind him, and turned back to smell the thick pheromones drifting from the mother’s clothes. “My daughters aren’t home yet. Lana’s gone out to get groceries, and the little ones are off playing somewhere, I’m sure,” she said casually, taking her clothes off and tossing them into a nearby hamper.
“Whoa!” Elio exclaimed. Lana’s mother was now naked, with that meaty, hourglass mommy bod out on full display. Her breasts gently sagged despite being so full in shape, ending in puffy areolae and thick nipples, and she had lovely tummy pudge from birthing kids and eating treats. Those were thick and shapely, too. “Elio? It’s customary to be naked inside one’s home—there’s no need to hide anything from family.”
She didn’t give the impression that her horniness was leading him on, and there wasn’t just one hamper: the names Mommy, Daddy, Lana, Harper, and Sarah were each labeled on their own, some stuffed full, others just spilling over with dirty laundry. “Alright,” he nodded nervously, and quickly shed himself. It wasn’t lost on him how the mother ogled his body, those maternal and greedy instincts kicking in all at once as he pulled off his shirt and, after sucking on his teeth, his shorts, too, the mommy giggling excitedly as his bulge bounced. It hadn’t drooped since she let go of him, so eager for another press on soft flesh.
“My, my,” she said. “Don’t stop there, sweetie. Everything off—undies, socks, all of it!” Elio took off his socks and, after a brief hesitation, pulled down his underwear. The mommy gasped and covered her mouth as the little trainer’s package popped out. If everything else about him was thin and childish, then his cock and balls were anything but; the burly rod swung heavily against his thighs, its base crowned with a hairless, stocky pair of balls—big, bloated, with a slight wrinkle of skin drooping down the center. “Wow!” Lana’s mother exclaimed. “And here I thought Alolans were gifted in the privates—just look at that shota cock!”
“Mommy!?” he yelped, shirking back and attempting to hide his cock with his hands.
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, honey. Who would have thought that a ten-year-old could match the kind of junk drooping from a Mudsdale’s legs? Lana must have smelled the sperm brewing those tanks off the letters you sent her. I’m honored to be your host.” Before he knew it, she was already kneeling before him, her enormous bosom hanging inches from his dick and balls almost distracting him from the finger gliding down his length. “And such a shower, too. This penis looks well-versed in flaunting in front of girls. Hm, but you’re timid about boobs and butts. What a shame—Unovans may be even more built to breed than Alolans. I’ve seen enough sizes to know you’re longer than a whole foot! How rare for a boy your age~”
“I-I-I—”
Lana’s mother leaned in and gave a gentle peck on his foreskin, leaving a sticky mark of her affection. He grunted, the mommy laughing as precum splattered all over her face. “That excited you,” she cooed. “Well, I’m sure you’re hungry after that long flight. How about I cut up a watermelon? My girls and their friends all love it.”
“Sure, thanks,” Elio said. His stomach twisted as she moved away from him. Sweet Arceus, she was so sexy and thick. Something deep inside him tugged at his mind, telling him that if he backed down now, he would be a failure as a male. Perhaps noticing his nervousness, she turned away before quickly running a finger across the precum on her cheek, bringing it to her mouth, and after a little happy hip wiggle, whispered to herself:
“Ahh, delicious~”
Ripples spread across her ass as Elio’s hands sank into their softness and spread them, panting as he gazed at her stretched butthole. It was pink and attractive, with a glimmer of sweat dripping off its rim—and looked so, so easy to pound. “Mmf! You’re curious about Mommy’s body? Thanks for your interest—the girls will love your enthusiasm.” He kept her anus stretched. A shiver rocked her body. “A-Are you... interested in mating with me after all?”
Elio gasped for air, uncertain of what to do. No, he knew exactly what to do, but he wasn’t sure how to do it. The heat inside him intensified, tightening and expanding; his cock pulsed, responding with a rush of arousal not from surprise but from pure desire. His nuts pulled up toward his crotch, and a low crackling escaped, the swimmers stirring hungrily for the female ahead. She looked at him knowingly and said, “While I think we should get some food in your belly and let you rest, oh, well, I can’t ever decline a man in my house, especially one so dominant. Sorry, Lana, but Mommy’s about to make a very naughty choice.”
She quickly led him through the house. He didn’t pay much attention to the surroundings—her plump butt was so distracting, its curves jiggling as she swayed. Her nipples occasionally peeked out from the front, the thick nubs hardening since he’d grabbed her. And her nipples weren’t the only thing that peeked—she kept glancing back at him, or more specifically, at his dick. Lana’s mother looked like a whore, with a deep blush from cheek to cheek, downturned eyes, and lips wet from constant licking. She had become a woman before him, and as desperate as he was to find a place to breed. They stopped in her bedroom, a small room with a floor mattress beside a window overlooking the beach, and pulled him close, tousling his hair and placing her hand on her cheek. “We made space for you to sleep in Lana’s room, but mommy’s very lonely with her husband off fishing for the month, and she’s so pent-up.” She licked her lips again, “I want to show you my gratitude for bringing a penis into this home, Elio. Please use Mommy’s horny womb as a guest bed. I promise I’ll get you a watermelon once I’m all nice and bred.”
“Haah... hahh…!”
Plap. Plap. Plap.
A big, hungry butt swallowed Elios’ pelvis, the mommy so meaty that he sank into her body with every thrust to her womb. He pounded Lana’s mother doggystyle on the bed, watching the sweat trickle down those rippling curves. The room was awfully hot, the small fan on the floor doing little to cool them. Her breasts smacked her legs as loudly as he did her ass. Elio moaned, and she looked back at him, her eyelashes fluttering. “You’re doing, ahn, great, sweetie. Keep those hands squeezed on Mommy’s butt and trust her with your virginity. Oh, a virgin at ten! How delectable~”
Dampness swam around Elio. Her arousal and pheromones soaked the air, and he breathed in, the warmth seeping into his loins and numbing them in pleasure. Elio growled and pulled back. Wind slapped against him as he pulled his shaft free of her behind, its length and girth glistening with her juices, before slamming back down, the folds of her soft flesh giving way and leading him deeper inside. “That’s a little, ohhn,” she gasped. He thrust into her again, “a little rough...! Mm! You must want to get balls deep into Mommy badly. Don’t worry, this pussy isn’t going anywhere. Fuck as hard as you’d like and pack those seeds right into my ovaries.”
“But you’re married,” Elio groaned.
She shivered and ground her full mound against him. “Then you can be my husband while he’s away. Or, nngh, my baby daddy, if you’d prefer.” The thought of that shot to Elio’s nuts. It must be normal to sleep with married women on this island, too. Was it polygamy, or just lust? “Alolans belong to their community, not just loved ones. So I’m everyone’s wife... or maybe I’m a whore?” The sheets wrinkled from the friction against her fingers. Her voice peaked in pleasure. “I’ve already had three children, the first with my husband, and the twins with a little boy down the road, and yet my ovaries are demanding fresh and potent seed.” They both bucked, Elio moaning as his glans pressed against her cervix. He bent over her, swamping himself in flesh and sweat as he groped at the corners of her pudgy rear. She sighed at the sensation. “Ahhh, Lana’s talked a lot about you, too, you know? The walls are thin, and her bedroom’s right next door, so sometimes I’ll hear her calling out your name while fingering herself, and well, nnf, Mommy couldn’t help herself from doing the same...” She looked back again, and Elio met her with a deep kiss, his tongue dancing all along the roof of her mouth. His testes swelled. Lana’s mother arched back, and Elio slammed in, the soft, juicy walls of her cunt as it tightened around his throbbing length. “Ahn!” she squealed as he mauled her doughy body. “Elio, I’m cumming...! Cum with me, please. Dump your cum inside me!”
His heart was a jackhammer in his chest. Elio cupped her ass and squeezed, trying to work the heat out of him, but it just kept building, so soaked in sweat that he couldn’t get a firm press against her without slipping. His frustration turned into extra sperm, the sack swelling in preparation to drown this married womb in cum. “I’m gonna...” he grabbed her hair and yanked back, “knock you up!”
“Yes~!” Lana’s mother cried.
Elio writhed against her as he came, the crackling pleasure too much for the little boy as his balls clenched, and clenched, flooding the woman’s ovaries in boiling loads. He pumped his hips, fucking his cum deeper into that meaty hole, but so much came out so quickly that the semen gushed out all around him. Unsure of what to do, he kept humping, ignoring the woman’s battered moans and the milk that suddenly blasted all over the sheets, until he couldn’t find the strength and collapsed on top of her, groaning as it dawned on him that his first orgasm would lead to a new life entering this strange, strange island. “Mommy,” he muttered.
“Yes, sweetie?” she replied, the strength seeming to have left her, too, both of them having sunk into a messy pile atop the bed.
“You’re…” he began, a rising urge swelling inside him, “my breeding bitch. Got it...?”
The woman quivered beneath him. He was starting to think she had come again. “Of course...”
“Say ahhh~”
Half an hour had passed since Elio lost his virginity on foreign soil, and he lay on the bedroom floor like a king, the dirty mattress rolled aside to make room for a lap pillow. With his Mommy’s cushiony thighs beneath him and those massive breasts on his face, there was nothing more Elio could ask for—well, maybe one thing. She was feeding him cut-up wedges of a fresh watermelon, all cool, crunchy, and juicy. The way it crumbled against his teeth felt so good... no wonder Alolan families keep a stock on hand.
“I’m so proud of you, sweetie. Your first creampie really knocked the wind out of me. It’s hard to believe a boy like you has never fucked fertile flesh before,” she hummed. The mommy pressed another wedge to his lips. “And you’re still so hard, too!” She looked down at the pillar towering over his little frame. “My adorable little daddy.”
“It’s ‘cause you smell like bred bitch,” he said. Her cheeks brightened at his remark.
“I can’t believe you’ve adjusted to our culture so quickly. Maybe you were meant to live in Alola instead? Oh, to think I finally have a son! Here, open wide~” She fed him the next piece of fruit. “I can teach you how to fish, there’s plenty of sea to swim in, and there’s no shortage of pussies to sink into, whether at Lana’s school, our city, or at home. Oh! And if you’re ever hungry, I’d let you drink as much Moo Moo Milk from my tits as your little tummy can stomach.” Elio was salivating. A bit of milk dripped from her nipple to his lips. The trainer’s tongue swirled around her areola, and he sucked, grunting in relief at the milky taste. “Ah—don’t be shy,” she whispered to him. “I’m sure you’re not satisfied after only cumming once—I’m certainly not. Use me whenever, and wherever, you please.”
With Elio feeling rejuvenated, the pair got up, and although Elio wanted to have more sex, they were so sweaty that he agreed they needed a bath. But as Lana’s mother excitedly held his shoulders and guided him into the washroom, the front door suddenly swung open, and two energetic cries rang out.
“Mommy, I’m home!”
“—I’m home!”
“There they are,” Lana’s mother said, turning him toward the door, where the two youngest siblings, a pair of twins—Harper and Sarah—ran inside. They were so small and cute, both of them looking like miniature versions of Lana, each with a yellow hairband in their short blue hair. But the loud clap that accompanied their little stomps surprised him, Elio flinching as his First Impression of these daughters came with the four bowling balls shoved into their yellow and pink shirts, so big and balloon-like that the fabric couldn’t stretch over them.
“Yay, we’re home!” Harper said and jumped, her underboob showing as they smacked her in the face. The other little girl laughed at her twin.
“Harper’s boobies just attacked her!”
Harper giggled. “Both of ours do!”
Elio looked away. Those boobs weren’t even close to their mother’s in size, but that was like comparing Oran to Sitrus berries—there was so much softness packed into those chests that they looked ready to topple over from their weight. “Let me explain,” Lana’s mother whispered into his ear. There was an intensity in her expression and voice that made him shudder. “Alolan girls gain experience from a young age, and, well, they need the EVs to handle big dicks, you know? We all mature very fast here. Do those proportions excite you?”
“Yeah, they do...” Elio said. Lana’s mother glanced at his throbbing shaft, smiled, and called out to them. “Girls, point those butts this way!”
Harper and Sarah giggled as they turned out and smacked hip-to-hip. Their blue shorts dug tightly into their rounded rumps, squishing the fat against itself. It was hard to believe that children this much younger than him could hoist so much booty meat. Their mother, whose smile turned both proud and predatory, clapped her hands together. “Aww, look at you two, so little and breedable! Let Mommy give those growing butts a big squish...” The mother walked past Elio to her children, who stood excitedly with the occasional butt wiggle. She kneeled down and gently squished their butts together, letting the soft cheeks puff like dough through her fingers, in a casual move that made them laugh and squeal. “Mommy, cut that out!" one said, squirming against the hand kneading their booties. She spread them and let her index and middle fingers dig between their butt cheeks to tease their anus. “Mm,” she cooed, "I wonder how many men have given these holes a spin~?"
“H-Hey,” Elio stammered. Lana’s mother let go of Harper and Sarah’s butts and smiled as the girls ran over to him.
“A boy? Wow! He’s covered in Mommy’s kisses!” Harper said
“And his peepee’s all hard!” Sarah added, the shaft eye-level to the girls.
“That’s your big brother from overseas,” Lana’s mother said. “Or, should I say baby daddy? His position has suddenly shifted since coming here.”
“Look, Sarah—Mommy’s pussy is all messy with white stuff!”
“Eh? Is that sperm? Is mommy pregnant!?” the twin said. Elio’s jaw hung open. He didn’t expect such innocence in the younger Alolans. Lana’s mother giggled, the twins glancing back and forth, before turning toward her and sticking their own perky booties at him, so big yet so tiny compared to hers. Their shorts rode up their crack to keep the roundness of those butts perfectly shaped. “Breed us too!” one of them said.
“I wanna be pregnant like Mommy!”
“Now, now. You’ll have your turn,” Lana’s mother said softly, stepping back to Elio and running her hand through his hair. “We’re all sweaty from this little stud pounding my womb in and were about to take a bath. Would you like to join us?”
“Yeah!”
“Let’s go!”
They skipped over to the washroom. “You heard them,” Lana’s mother said to Elio. “If you want to use them, don’t ask—just thrust. I’ve been wanting to see their bellies all big and gravid ever since they ‘came of age’ a couple months ago.”
Elio’s brain throbbed from how horny and stunned he felt. “Right.”
The urge to breed those little girls tensed in the ten-year-old’s balls as he watched them play about on the way to the washroom. Elio was right behind them, and he couldn’t help but stare at those perky bubble butts as they jiggled and bounced. He didn’t see two little girls; he saw a pair of tight little cunts and fertile wombs ready to be pumped full. “They’re so soft and jiggly, right?” Lana’s mother said, a hand on his shoulder as she leaned close, whispering into his ear. Elio nodded. “Alolan girls are raised to be breeders from a very young age,” Lana’s mother continued. “A penis could want to fuck us at any time, you know? We need to be ready for a baby even before our first period comes. That’s why I had them start doing squats as soon as they could walk. I’m so proud of how their hips are developing. Wide and full, with two pairs of plush buttcheeks to cushion your thrusts.”
“B-But they’re... really young,” Elio said. Even if it was normal here, he still felt that he was about to cross a line.
“I know. It makes your dick throb, doesn’t it?” she giggled. “The twins are the most popular girls at their preschool. I always have to wash their shorts when they get home—they’re always caked in the cum of both teachers and classmates. Such a good sign.” She kissed his cheek, then ran her tongue from his jawline to his ear, leaving a warm, wet trail on his skin. “Pussies as young as theirs can make for a tight fit at first, but if you keep thrusting, they’ll stretch enough even for a boy your size. I hope you’ll give them a try.”
Elio’s balls rumbled again. He needed to change topics: “Say, Mommy. Are they allowed to wear clothes inside?”
“My, so you realized that,” she giggled. “They’re so active that they forget rules now and then. Put a lid on that thought, and savor the sight you’ll soon see.”
Elio quickly realized that she had intentionally let this Fly, waiting to catch him off guard with the sight when it was too late. They reached the washroom, a small space with a large tub at one end and a shower head on the side. The twins turned around. “Big bro, can you help us take our shirts off?” Harper asked, her hands on her hips.
He looked up at Lana’s mother, who eagerly nodded. “Okay,” Elio said. The little girls stuck out their boobs, and he gulped, his cock smacking his chest and burning with boiled sperm before holding out his palms and reaching down... only to yelp as the girls suddenly jerked forward, filling his grip with the squishiest, softest toddler tits he’ll ever feel in his life. Nubs poked at his palms—they weren’t wearing bras.
“Ehehe~! That tickles!” Harper giggled.
“You’re touching our boobies!” Sarah said, wiggling her hips.
“My, my,” Lana’s mother tsked, tousling his hair. “Looks like our breeder’s ready to stuff more pussies with his penis. This is a very long and aggressive rod despite his nervousness, sweeties—he’ll need your help to clean it.”
“We have to wash his penis?” one of them asked.
“Yes, that’s right.”
“So what are you waiting for? Take our shirts off! Please!” they whined.
Precum squirted from his cock head. Their mother giggled as Elio began to fumble with their shirts, grabbing the hem and yanking them up. But they didn’t reach their heads—the shirts got stuck halfway up their boobs, showing half of their puffy pink nipples, and the cloth rolled up in a thick lump. Elio stared, realizing that these were the first tits aside from the MILF’s that he had ever seen, raw and in person. And they were huge. In a mix of embarrassment and excitement, Elio grunted, tugging hard, and the shirts slipped over the big mounds and their heads, letting the twins’ massive tits flop down and smack their tummies. “Wow...” Elio said, watching the boobs slowly settle down. While their mother’s sagged a bit, the twins’ were perfectly round and puffed out, with their nipples aimed right at him.
“My titties are free!” Harper squealed, squishing hers together.
“So are mine!” Sarah said, copying her twin and grabbing her boobs. The two girls bounced up and down, giggling as their tits jiggled and slapped against their chests. Their mother clapped her hands.
“Alright, now the shorts. Be a dear and let those butts and pussies breathe.”
Elio knelt down, his head inches from Harper’s crotch, and gradually pulled down her shorts. The remnants of her supple baby pudge slipping into view sent a shiver through him. He noticed the faint outline of her mound and how her shorts clung to her hips and butt. He continued pulling the shorts down, exposing her puffy vulva and the smooth skin of her inner thighs. The scent of her arousal and the sweat from playing outside was intoxicating. Harper noticed him staring. “Ooh, you’re looking at my pussy!” she said, and cheerfully looked up at her mommy. “I think big bro wants to fuck me!”
“I think you may be right, sweetie,” she said, leaning down and planting a kiss on Harper’s forehead. “See how violently his penis is twitching? He wants you so very badly.”
Elio tried to ignore them and moved on to Sarah, incapable of holding back his need to squeeze her ass. He slid her shorts down with a little more force than with her twin, his eyes feasting on the young, tender rump that puffed along the hemline, until finally wobbling free; so big, round, and bubbly on her little frame that they looked like a pair of volleyballs. “Ooh, big bro’s looking at my butt now!” Sarah said as she made her butt jiggle. “Is it big enough for you? I do lots of squats with Mommy!”
“Bigger than most girls at preschool,” Lana’s mother said with pride. “You’ve got a good eye for breedable butt, Elio. Now that your boobs, butts, and pussies are exposed, mind telling Elio what little girls’ bodies are useful for?”
Harper and Sarah struck a pose, their hands on their hips as they turned to face him, their bodies glistening with sweat. They pushed their chests out, their huge tits jiggling as they bounced on their heels. “For making babies!” they said in unison, their voices full of excitement.
“And?” their mother prompted.
They giggled and turned around, their big, round asses jiggling as they swayed them back and forth. “For breeding~!” they chirped. Elio’s cock twitched, a bead of precum dripping from the tip. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to have them.
“Alright, alright,” Lana’s mother said. “Let’s get in the tub. We’ve all had a long day.” Lana’s mother climbed in first, and the twins followed, splashing and giggling as they jumped in. She beckoned to Elio, and he followed, putting his hands over his face as the girls looked in awe at his looming cock. Lana’s mother patted her lap. “Let’s get you cleaned up. You’re all sweaty and covered in sex.”
Elio sat on her lap, blushing deeply as most of his cock bobbed out of the water. Harper and Sarah snuggled up to him. “We wanna help wash his peepee, Mommy!” Harper said.
“Me too, me too!” Sarah added.
“Now, now,” Lana’s mother said. “Let’s wait for our male to make the decision.”
The twins giggled and looked at Elio. “So, big bro? Can we wash your peepee?” Harper asked.
“Please~?” Sarah said.
Elio’s heart was pounding. He looked at the two of them, their eyes full of adoration, and the nipples that teased his sensitive skin. Their puffy little pussies touched the water’s surface. The scent of their arousal filled the air. He didn’t need to think, just nodding. “Yay!” they cheered. They covered their chests in suds and swarmed his cock, glomping their titties around his meat before rubbing up and down its length.
“It’s so big!” Harper said.
“And hard!” Sarah added.
“Be gentle, girls,” Lana’s mother said, rubbing suds into Elio’s hair. “You don’t want to hurt him.”
“We won’t~!” her daughters chirped. They continued to soap up his cock, their tiny hands and soft tits working together to clean every inch of him. Elio groaned, his head falling back as the pleasure built. Their nipples dragged along his shaft, stirring a moan from all three of them. Their pussies ground against his legs, the hot water and their slick folds making it easy for them to slide back and forth.
“Mommy, I feel all tingly,” Harper said, her voice breathy.
“Me too,” Sarah added. “It’s so warm...”
“That’s called arousal, sweeties,” Lana’s mother said, her voice a low purr in his ear. “It means your bodies are getting ready to be bred.”
Much to Elio’s surprise, the girls began to slow down, harsh pants hitting his cock as they moaned. “Mommy, my titties feel funny,” Harper said, looking down at her chest. Her nipples had turned a deep pink and were so hard that they poked out like little pencil erasers. “It feels like when my teacher pushes his cock in me...”
“Me too!” Sarah said, her eyes wide with wonder. “It feels so good...”
“Just let it happen,” Lana’s mother said in a reassuring voice. “Do you like it when your pussies feel all tingly and pretty?”
Harper was the first to break down, her butt squishing on Elio’s leg as she took a moment to rub her pussy. “Yeah...” she cooed. “Big bro…”
“Oh, dear. Harper needs a pounding,” Lana’s mother said. “Elio, would you please help her?” He couldn’t deny them. Not with the thick scent of her sex or the way their hungry gazes fixated on his penis. It was hard to see them as tots, given their trained urges. The rumbling in his nuts spoke louder than words ever could; Lana’s mother blushed and cooed. “Harper, point it this way,” she said, and her daughter got up and pushed her butt inches from Elio’s face. “Good girl.” Elio’s eyes were wide as she spanked Harper’s ass hard and jammed her fingers into that cushy pussy. Quick shlck, shlck, shlcks rang in his ears as juices trickled down the mommy’s hand. She pulled her fingers out, leaving the little one’s hole aching. “Just right,” she concluded, licking her fingers.
“J-Just right...?” Harper said, her voice quivering.
Elio’s mouth hung open. He couldn’t say anything. That pussy gaped before him, begging to be fucked. “Just right,” Lana’s mother repeated. “Such a cute sex sleeve.” She grabbed her daughter’s hands and pulled her arms back. “I’ll hold her, so please move your cock to her. Let her do the rest.”
He followed her commands and pressed his glans against the girl’s folds. “A-Ah! It’s so big...!” Harper cried. Elio’s penis wasn’t able to fit into the puffy lips, but he could feel the heat radiating from her little womb. It was so small and tight.
“Very good,” Lana’s mother said. “Relax and slowly push down.” The little girl grunted and took a deep breath. Elio’s cockhead disappeared inside of her, and a loud gasp escaped her lips. Warmth Coiled him, Elio biting his lip as he fought against his need to thrust. The mother shushed her. “Take it all in, sweetie. Your big brother’s got a lot to give you.”
“Good luck, Harper!” Sarah said, leaning in on Elio’s spread legs. “Show big bro what you got!”
Elio slid deeper into the toddler’s surprisingly welcoming hole, the walls of her cunt stretching to accommodate him. Her legs and butt shook as she tried to adjust to the size. Harper’s face contorted in pleasure, her teeth gritted, and her eyes squeezed shut. “You can do it,” her mother encouraged. “Let him have your womb.”
Another inch. Then another. “Nngh, M-Mommy~!” Harper cried, and Elio grunted as she squeezed hard around him. “It’s so biiiiig~!” she whined. Sarah giggled and bounced beside them, splashing water on her twin’s boobs.
“Just a little more, sweetie,” Lana’s mother said. “Your pussy’s stretching so nicely.”
Elio’s cock flexed from the resistance, and then, with a sudden hard push from Harper, her butt slapped his pelvis as his cock fully sank into her womb. The two kids cried out at once, moaning over the pleasure of his tip pressing against her belly button. “Ooh, Mommy! Mommy, it’s in my tummy!” Harper squealed, the little girl instinctively starting to bounce on his dick, his shaft slipping in and out of the tight passage of her womb with each thrust. “It feels so good! Big Bro, your peepee feels so good!”
Elio groaned, gripping the sides of the tub as Harper’s body responded to his cock. Lana’s mother helped her as Harper raised her hips, bent forward, and smacked her butt back down. It felt like being slapped by two, fleshy pillows, their shape warping on his lap. “Good girl, Harper,” her mother cooed. “You’re a natural.”
“Am I gonna get pregnant, Mommy?” Harper asked.
“Of course you are, sweetie,” Lana’s mother said. “Elio’s sperm is so potent and thick, why, it’s guaranteed to knock you up!”
“And my titties are gonna get bigger, too?”
“They’ll grow gigantic,” her mother promised. “Big enough for your big brother and baby.”
Harper’s eyes lit up. “S-Slow down!” Elio cried. She was bouncing too fast, her hips smacking his with enough force to splash water all over him. “Nngh, Harper, your pussy’s so—!”
“So what, Elio?” Lana’s mother asked.
“So good! he cried, borrowing the toddler’s words. “So fucking tight!” He wanted to say more, but a pair of tits suddenly dropped onto him. “Wha—” he grunted, and looked up to see the other little girl hugging him. “Sarah!”
“Can I have a turn, big bro? Please~?” Sarah begged. “I wanna have fun, too!” She then kissed him. It was more like a face-hump, as her whole body pressed against him, her breasts rubbing into his chest, and her tiny tongue poking his lips. She tasted like Leppa berries. “Okay,” he gasped. “But... you have to wait... for Harper to finish...”
“Nooo~!” she whined, her boobs smacking his face as she bounced in the tub. There was only so much a kid could take. Elio molested the little girl back, grabbing her ass and pulling her onto him. It was so big and round that his hands sank into it. He slapped it and spread her cheeks wide. “You need a dicking?”
“Uh-huh! I need a dicking!”
“How badly?” Elio growled.
“Really, really bad!” Sarah cried. “Please, please, please! I’ll be a good girl and squat on your peepee, just like Harper!”
“He’s finally loosened up,” Lana’s mother muttered. “Elio, stir up Sarah’s pussy and get her horny for your cock.”
If one sweltering pussy wasn’t enough, his fingers jammed inside a whole oven, her small insides pulsing around his digits as she humped his hand. “Nngh, I need to cum,” he whined, Harper’s bounces quickening to show that she was close, too. Sarah’s hips bucked faster and faster, his fingers sliding in and out of her with ease as her arousal flowed.
“Mommy, can I cum too?” Sarah asked, her voice trembling.
“Not yet,” Lana’s mother said, her excitement building. “You have to wait for your big brother.”
Elio moaned. “Harper, a-are you ready!?”
“Yesss!” she squealed. “Dump your babies in me, big bro!”
Lana’s mother squealed as Elio’s hips bucked and his balls clenched, his sperm exploding from his cock and flooding the little girl’s womb with a gurgling shppllrrrrrrrppp~!!! She pulled her daughter close, making sure that ass was parked firmly on his lap as Elio moaned and emptied his balls into her. Harper’s voice kept cutting off, kicking out as semen swelled inside her, Elio filling out that stretchy womb with the GLOP. GLOP. GLOP. of his churning balls. He just kept cumming and cumming, Sarah soon matching him as they bent back and shuddered in their orgasms. “Nn, fuck,” Lana’s mother moaned, “Look at Harper, Elio—she’s being fertilized for the first time!”
The little girl was panting hard, drool dribbling down her chin. Her stomach bulged like a beach ball from his sperm. She shivered as Elio continued to pump his cum inside. “Mommy...” she gasped. “Big bro made a baby with me...”
“That’s right, Harper!” she cooed, grinding against Elio. “Your little brother or sister will grow from here. Aren’t you so happy?”
“Yes~!” the girl cheered. With Elio’s ejaculation ending, he realized that not one glob of sperm had oozed from her hole—Harper’s little pussy was so snug and strong that it held his load inside her, stretching to accommodate every drop. But she had yet to pull off. A strange excitement welled within him, and he started playing with Sarah’s pussy again, the still-cumming girl wailing at his touch.
“Ooh, you’re so smart, Elio,” Lana’s mother said as she let go of Harper’s hands. The little girl grunted and, with great difficulty, slowly began to stand, sperm churning against Elio’s cock as her guts pushed down on it. His heart tensed; sperm bubbled from Harper’s pussy, the load slowly seeping from her tiny womb as she shimmied herself up his pole. His cock bent as she put her palm to the wall and lifted her butt high. Her mound pursed as his glans got stuck inside, but with another pull, she yanked her pussy free. “Uuu,” she groaned, semen splashing thickly into the bath now that her plug was gone.
“So much white!” Sarah moaned. “Big bro’s a really hard cummer! The boys at school can’t shoot out that much, even when they all rub their peepees on me!”
“He’s very virile, Sarah,” Lana’s mother said. Elio gasped as she hugged him tightly, groping his pecs while kissing his cheek. “You’ve just impregnated my little Harper. How do you feel, baby?”
“I feel,” Elio said, and grinned. “I feel good. No, great! Amazing!”
“Kiddie pussies feel good, don’t they? There’s no reason to be afraid of them. Everyone wants you to enjoy yourself, and Harper’s especially happy,” she chuckled. The little girl soon fell to her knees, letting out a long, satisfied sigh as she rubbed her belly and relished in the sperm swimming around inside her. “Her pussy’s too young to understand what just happened. Nfufu, I hope it’s twins~” she giggled.
“Is it my turn, Mommy?” Sarah said. Harper was done. There was only one pussy left for Elio to breed. And if her twin had been this much fun, then fucking Sarah’s pussy could only lead to more amazing pleasure. The girl didn’t need training wheels—he got up, forced Sarah in front of him, and bent her over the tub’s rim. “B-Big bro?”
He just had one bulky toddler bum drop down hard on him; this time, it was his turn to Play Rough. Sarah giggled as he Hammered Armed her ass, flopping his cock between the soft cheeks. He looked along his length, so heavy that it made her ass plump around it, and how it reached all the way to the back of the toddler’s head. It seemed to dawn on Sarah just how long he was, her hands gripping the rim. “Mommy...” she squeaked, “is big bro gonna break my butt...?”
“I think that he might, Sarah,” Lana’s mother purred, laying the soiled Harper against her as she slowly patted her pregnant belly. “It looks like Harper pushed him past his limit with her tight little hole. It’s time for your breeder to use your little body, so don’t move a muscle; he’s going to be very aggressive with your eggs.”
Elio huffed. That was all he needed to hear. These toddlers were cumdumps—the only things that mattered were their pussies and butts, those massive tits, their taut and stretchy stomachs, and big, round hips. Their mother had trained these two girls well: they knew how to squat and grind and fuck like sluts. And that’s what Elio saw in her, a fuckable little slut, one whose ass jiggled and rippled as he squeezed its plushness, one whose tiny little voice rang from her throat with every touch on the neck, cheek, and thigh. Sarah had been born, trained, and conditioned to take dick. These were free use breed meat: If Elio couldn’t hold back with Lana’s mother, he couldn’t show the children restraint, either, regardless of how stupidly young they were. Sarah was soaked in anticipation as he dragged the tip to her clit. She moaned, a high-pitched and hot sound that only a kid in heat could make, and excitement rushed through Elio’s body. “Nngh...” he grunted. Sarah squeezed her eyes shut as he pushed the tip inside of her, stretching her folds wide as his glans split apart the walls. “Oh, gosh...”
“M-Mommy...” Sarah cried.
“She can’t save you, Sarah,” he moaned. “This is breeding sex. It’s different from the penis-playing you do at school and with the neighbors. Right, Mommy?”
“Yes, yes~,” their mother moaned. The slovenly look on her face was one of a tongue-waggling slut, so turned on by her daughters’ breeding that she looked like she’d been fucked herself. Harper stirred and looked over.
“He’s in her pussy...”
Elio nodded and forced his rod deeper inside. It felt like trying to fit a Soda Pop into a Bottle Cap, her little hole resisting his efforts until his tip found a little more room in her womb, his glans spreading her open. His length slowly disappeared into her body until the fattest part of him was halfway into that cunny. The child was at her limit, her stomach bulging like a small hill. But this wasn’t good enough for him, especially when Lana’s mother had made for such a quick and slippery fit. He grabbed her ass like he’d grabbed her mommy’s and, his palms turning white as her buttcheeks squashed between his hands, yanked her towards him, hilting his length inside the young pussy.
“Ahhh!” Sarah wailed. Her arms flailed and thrashed about in a mix of fear, panic, and confusion, not knowing where to go as the new sensations coursed through her little frame. Elio didn’t care about whatever she had to say: she was younger than him, she was breedable, and that’s all that mattered—so when her butt shimmied to get off of his length, and she looked up, eyes and mouth wide, he squeezed that thick ass hard and slammed her back down. She screamed in pleasure.
Her breasts bounced as he fucked her far rougher than Harper had him with her squats, her entire body quaking from the impact as he pulled out to the tip, his cock shimmering with fluids, before pounding his whole length back in. Now that Elio knew that the Alolans wouldn’t break—no, they would squeeze and suck his throbbing cock as it plunged in and out of their holes—he had no reason to worry about her well-being. Sarah’s little ass was so thick and cushiony that he could break her in as hard as he pleased. “How does your cunny feel, kiddie? Tell your Big Bro.”
“Hahhh... so gooooood,” she whimpered as her body quivered from each thrust.
He swore he could have heard the front door open, but his thrusts didn’t slow. “How good?”
“It feels better than all of the boys in preschool! The teachers, too!”
Elio grunted. Those words squeezed another hot burst of lust into his balls. “You want a baby like your twin sister?” He grabbed her hair; she was so soft, springy, and light, despite all the weight she carried on her tits and hips, that he easily lifted her into his thrusts.
A girl’s voice came from somewhere in the house: “Mom? Is Elio here yet?”
“Don’t you think Elio looks handsome?” Lana’s mother said to Harper. “It seems like your sister’s getting ready to be bred. Can you believe that? Another sibling in the house! Well, four more, considering the number of wombs this male can play with.”
Sarah’s womb was too tight and squishy around Elio’s cock for him to care for anything going on around him, and it had been getting even warmer as he stirred his meat around. Her pussy kept gushing juices. Sarah wasn’t going to hold in his sperm as well as her twin. He could barely hear the sounds of steps coming down the hall, his lust overflowing as Sarah’s body begged and squeezed him, the toddler taking him balls deep and his pelvis slapping her doughy ass and belly. It wobbled with every impact, the plapping of his cock hitting the back of her womb and making him want to see just how bloated a child this young could get. His balls were already beginning to clench.
“Mom!” the voice rang again. “Why’s your room covered in cum!?”
Elio’s cock ground and bent around inside Sarah’s taut little body, her cunt squelching as it tried to take in more and more of his dick. “S-Sarah,” he grunted, his whole length quivering. The footsteps suddenly quickened. “I’m gonna cum in you...” The girl squirmed against him.
“M-Me, too!” Sarah groaned, the pleasure building in both kids until the boy grunted,
“Cumming!”
The orgasm hit him so hard that Elio gasped and jerked forward as the rest of his sperm poured into Sarah’s womb. He was right about Sarah’s dumb toddler pussy being too weak to hold his loads, blasting into her like he was filling a condom before a waterfall soon spilled out. It sprayed all over Elio’s stomach, legs, and behind them, with countless ropes splattering onto Harper and Lana’s mother. In the midst of their high, the last of the lewd noises coming from them, the bathroom door slid open, and a girl stepped inside. “Mom! Are you... in here...”
Sweaty and exhausted, Elio swatted Sarah’s ass as he shot out the remains of his orgasm, before grabbing her tits and lifting the little slut to his chest as he worked himself just another inch further. His balls became visible to his friend, all big and taut, and pulsating with gloppy spurts of sperm for Sarah’s belly. Elio struggled to stay focused, but Lana hadn’t escaped his notice, his eyes widening as he saw her. The flooding of sperm into the tub broke their silent stare, Elio struggling to pry his eyes away from the massive, bare breasts ballooning from her chest, and the fertile curves of her top-heavy figure, her hips even more inviting with a soft-looking V-line leading from her pussy to her legs. He’d only seen her from the neck up; he’d never expected all of this! What’s more was that she had the exact same expression on her face. “Lana,” he said.
“Hello, Lana,” Lana’s mother sighed, wiping sperm off of herself. Her lips were pursed, her other hand only now pulling up from the water. Lana was red from head to toe. “Would you like to join us, sweetie?”
“A-All of the cum... on the floor, and spilling down the bathtub,” she muttered, before balling her hands and scowling. Elio cringed, prepared for the worst. “Mom!” she yelled.
“Yes, dear?” Lana’s mother said worriedly, her hand on her cheek.
“You promised that I’d take his first time!”
Elio blinked. Her mother had said what? She did mention something like that earlier, hadn’t she? He’d been too horny to realize that was what she implied. Sarah writhed against him, now rubbing her ass in circles on his cock and giggling. “Big bro... more...”
“Shh!” he said, putting a hand to her mouth—her tongue pushed between his fingers—and watched Lana as she argued with her mom.
“Well, yes, I did promise, Lana,” her mother admitted, “but there was an accident when he arrived. I hadn’t expected Elio to arrive without any knowledge of Alolan culture, and, gosh, he arrived with a raging boner fueled by the sex happening around us. He was horny and confused, and it became clear by the time I brought him to my bedroom that he needed to impregnate me on his first-ever orgasm. Isn’t that right, Elio?”
Lana and her mom looked expectantly at him. Elio gulped. What should he say? The thought of making Lana’s mother pregnant made his dick swell in Sarah’s tight cunny, her walls starting to milk and stroke his cock. He couldn’t really lie and say he didn’t love impregnating her mother and sisters... so, Elio gave the weak answer any boy would. “Uh... Uh-huh!” Lana glowered and crossed her arms. “S-Sorry!”
“...And you just impregnated a couple toddlers, too?” she asked.
“Elio’s such a wonderful male, isn’t he?” Lana’s mother said. “He saw their fertile little bodies and flexed to full mast! He was nervous at first, fucking such young and nubile flesh, but their soft holes made for quality cock socks, didn’t they, dear? You pounded Sarah with such confidence. I’m so sorry you missed out on his first breeding, Lana, but I hope you’re happy knowing that we’ll have three new members to the household soon!”
“I can’t believe you!” Lana huffed and stormed out of the bathroom. Her butt looked really wobbly and easy to fuck, too... what was he thinking!? “Lana—!” he called out, and let go of Sarah, who mewed and crept beside her twin sister as they relished in their afterglows, only for a gentle pair of hands to cup his shoulders and stop him in place. He looked at Lana’s mother.
“I’m sorry, Elio. Lana was so excited to see you. Do you hear that?” He paused and listened, soon hearing the clanking of a pot placed atop a counter. “She went out to get the ingredients for a cake. Why not stay with Mommy for now? You’ll need an actual cleaning, what with all the sweat and cum slathered across that delicious-looking penis.”
“Elio! You fucked my mom again!?”
“I-I’m sorry! I really am!”
A chocolate cake with the words “Welcome to Alola!” scrawled on it in orange and blue sat on the table, with two slices cut out of it. Sarah and Harper, with their bellies having been drained of all that sperm, sat comfortably at the table, their fists balled over their forks as they ate big chunks of Lana’s freshly baked cake. But three people weren’t at the table—Lana, with her breasts glomped over her arms, Elio, who shook in fear of her as he clutched and raised his shirt to his chest, and Lana’s mother, who knelt in a fucked-dumb stupor as she half-liddingly vacuum-sucked his cock and massaged his ballsack. The scent of his musk overpowered the cake, added to by the porridge-thick ropes bridging from the mother’s chin and breasts to Elio’s groin. Lana, with her mouth open in shock, cried out again. “And on top of all that—she’s sucking you at the dining table!”
“Chluurrrpp... shluck, shluck...” Lana’s mother droned, leaving her saliva all over his vein-ridden shota cock. “Hnnmm... shhhlllrrp...” Lana’s face went deep red.
“Nnh, I’ve been trying to get her off of me,” Elio pinched her thinned cheeks and tried pushing her back, “but she latched on and won’t let go! I’ve been trying for the last half hour!”
“I can’t believe this is how we’re first meeting each other,” Lana said. “Mom always has to ruin everything. And you two even got to him before me!”
“Ehehe~! We’re super-duper preggers!” Harper said.
“Yeah! Just like you’ll be with big bro’s penis!” Sarah cheered. Lana blushed a deep red, and Elio gulped, the mother making a happy little slurping noise as his cock throbbed in her throat.
“I-I’m not upset that you’re fucking my family, Elio. It’s just...”
“I think I get it, don’t worry. We’ll have time to talk later, I’m sure. But—hnngh!” Elio groaned as his sperm poured straight into the mother’s stomach, and in her delight, he managed to grab her head and pry her mouth off his cock. “Okay! I’m sitting down to eat!” Sarah and Harper laughed when, as he sat down, their mother crawled to his side and craned her neck down to get at his dick again and shoved it down her throat. Sperm bubbles slid down his dick as Elio tried to hold back his moans and take a slice of cake. “Thank you, nngh, for making this, Lana! It’s really sweet of you.”
Lana sighed and nodded. She sat between him and her sisters, and they gazed at each other for a moment before blushing and turning to their seats. Elio winced and placed a hand on the mother’s bobbing head, unable to focus on the taste with so much pleasure assaulting his senses. “Thanks. I guessed what flavor you’d like. Did I pick right?”
“Shlooorp! Ohhh, come again for me... Shhhhllllrp... mmm,” her mother groaned.
“Y-Yeah, you did,” he grunted, Lana glaring at her mom as he took another bite. “I think your mom’s gonna want me in her room tonight.”
“I guessed as much. Don’t worry about cleaning up, and…” Lana looked at his hand, moving as if to touch it, but held herself back, “my family’s weird, but I’m really happy you came.” Harper and Sarah then jumped up.
“Done eating!”
“Done, done!”
The two girls then ran to Elio and started swaying him. “Let’s have more sex, big bro!” Harper said.
“Mommy said that if we keep fucking, then we’ll wind up with even more babies in our bellies!” Sarah cheered.
“M-Maybe later! Your mom’s really putting me through the wringer—Ah!”
The girls pushed him down, and the twins fought with their mom for his cock, three tongues soon slurping up and down his shaft. Lana tried to ignore them, but semen soon erupted from his dick, and white splattered all over the room, from her sisters to the mother, to her, and to her precious cake. Lana looked at the semen that had landed on the cake on her fork, sighed, and swallowed it, shuddering as the taste filled her senses. “Oh, wow,” she muttered, squeezing her legs together as she savored the flavor.