Jason Bonds - Double duty daughter

She was very pregnant.

One morning, while she was hurrying to get breakfast ready for her family her immensely ballooned belly seeming to get in the way of everything – she was thinking about how things had happened.

When the morning sickness had first begun, she had thought she must have the flu. But when it kept recurring, she had suddenly recognized that all-too-familiar syndrome. It had been a long time since her last child, Danny, was born. But those early symptoms of pregnancy were unmistakable, and Dr. Grant soon confirmed Linda's own diagnosis. It was a late pregnancy, to be sure, but it was real.

Linda's first impulse was, to terminate the pregnancy – without even letting Tom know about it. She realized at once that there was no earthly way of knowing whose baby she was carrying. There had been a lot of incestuous fucking going on in the Newman home, and the possibility that she had been impregnated by one of her sons unnerved Linda. And, too, she felt that she was too old to be having another child.

Unsure about what to do, Linda revealed her pregnancy to her husband, seeking his opinion. To her surprise, Tom was delighted at the prospect of a new addition to the family and urged her to have the baby. She agreed, keeping her secret reservations to herself.

During Linda's previous pregnancies, Tom had always abstained from fucking her during the last few months of each pregnancy, fearing he might cause damage to the child in her womb – even though Dr. Grant had assured him that was an unnecessary precaution. Linda thought Tom's sexual abstinence at those times probably had more to do with her unsightly condition during the last few months of pregnancy.

Because of her husband's behavior, Linda had expected Jay and Danny to lose interest in fucking her as her pregnancy progressed.

But a strange thing happened. Both of the boys – each of them convinced the child in Linda's womb was his – became more and more fascinated with their mother's developing pregnancy. And, unlike their father, they did not lose interest in sex with her. Quite the contrary, in fact. Jay and Danny both seemed turned on by their mother's huge belly, and the bigger she got the more they wanted to fuck her.

Never one to let a hot pussy smolder unnecessarily, Linda was delighted by the boys' reactions. Being pregnant certainly had not affected her usual need for a steady supply of stiff young cock. Tom often wanted her to give him blow-jobs, but he would not fuck her now. So Linda was glad that her young sons had no qualms about fucking their very pregnant mother.

This was definitely a much happier pregnancy than her previous ones had been – even though she did have those previous pregnancies to thank for the hard young cocks that were keeping her happy through this one.

"Eeeek! Mommy!" Gloria shrieked as she ran into the kitchen. "Make him stop it!"

Linda turned from the cook stove to see Danny pursuing his sister with a live lizard, and he was giggling and jabbing the creature at her face.

"It's gonna bite me, Mommy!" the little blonde cried, cowering behind her bloated mother.

"Danny!" Linda snapped. "You put that thing back in its cage this minute and stop terrorizing your sister."

"Aw, all right, Mom," the boy said.

He left the kitchen, taking the offending creature with him, and Gloria seated herself quickly at the breakfast table.

"Boys!" the girl scoffed, piping some orange juice. "How come they always like to play with icky, slimy things?"

Linda chuckled, putting Gloria's breakfast in front of her.

"Don't worry, darling," she said. "When you get a little older, you'll learn to enjoy playing with icky, slimy things, too."

"I don't think so," Gloria said, pouring ketchup onto her scrambled eggs.

While Gloria ate hurriedly so she could get off to school, Linda fixed her ponytail for her. The girl still wore knee socks, even though she was in high school now, and her habitual attire made her seem even younger than she was.

Tom came in, dressed for another day of business, looking very debonair in his conservative suit and dark tie. He walked over and patted Linda's swollen stomach affectionately.

"How's the new Newman this morning?" he asked.

"Fine, fine," Linda said, pecking her husband on the cheek. "Except for a few kicks of protest when I first got up this morning."

"Goddamn, I still can't believe it," Tom said, slapping Linda on the butt. "Three on the hoof, and one in the oven!"

Gloria giggled, almost choking on her eggs.

"Really, Tom," Linda said, shoving him gently toward his chair at the table. "Must you be so crude in front of Gloria?"

"Mornin', Mom," Jay said as he bounded into the kitchen, dressed for school and carrying his books. "Hi, Dad."

He was immediately followed by Danny, and everyone sat down while Linda put their breakfast on the table. The boys wolfed their food down and were gone before Tom and Gloria had finished, so Linda sat down in one of the chairs, resting her hands on her bulging belly. Through her dressing gown, she could feel occasional movement inside her body, and she smiled to herself, still wondering who the father really was.

Gloria finished eating and suddenly pushed her chair back, raising one knee and putting her foot on the corner of the chair so she could adjust the buckle on her black patent leather shoe. Her skirt slid back on her raised thigh and there was a sudden flash of pink panties that caught Tom's attention. The man stopped with a cup of coffee halfway to his mouth, his dark eyes riveted to his daughter's panty-clad crotch.

Linda quickly noticed that Tom seemed mesmerized by the sight, and she glanced at Gloria.

The pretty youngster's creamy thigh and sweet ass cheeks were revealed, and the dark slit of her cute little pussy was clearly visible through the sheer nylon panties.

There seemed to be a long, frozen moment before Gloria put her leg back down and Tom brought his coffee cup the rest of the way to his lips to sip at it. And it was at that moment that he realized his wife was aware of his unnatural interest in their young daughter, and he gulped, looking terribly guilty as he averted his gaze and began glancing over the sports section of the morning paper.

Linda smiled knowingly, realizing that since Tom was no longer fucking her because of her pregnancy, little Gloria was probably looking pretty good to him. She wished that she could tell Tom it would be all right with her if be wanted to fuck their daughter. But she knew she couldn't say such a thing to the kindly man, who simply wouldn't understand such permissiveness.

Still, she couldn't help hoping her husband would eventually weaken and seduce the kid. After all, Gloria had a right to some fun, too.

"You'd better get going, honey," Linda said to Gloria, "or you're going to miss the school bus."

"That's all right, hon." Tom said, without looking up from his newspaper. "I'm going that way in a minute… I'll give her a lift."

"I'll just bet you will," Linda muttered, grinning.

"What?" Tom said, glancing up at her.

"Nothing, darling," she said, getting up to clear the table. "Oh, damn… my aching back."

"Are you okay, honey?" Tom asked, sudden concerned.

"Of course," Linda said, patting his shoulder. "When you get this pregnant, your back hurts… it's normal."

Shortly, Tom and Gloria left. And Linda sat down to a hot cup of coffee, wondering if her husband had ulterior motives for offering their daughter a ride. She certainly hoped so…

In the car, Gloria's short skirt rode high, revealing her shapely legs above the tops of her knee socks. Her father, acutely aware of the young girl's charms now, seemed unusually befuddled by the rush-hour traffic. He took several wrong turns, and Gloria kept trying to direct him to the school, but he had soon made so many wrong turns that she didn't even know where they were.