All Chapters of Dirty Family Secrets: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Lacy pushed herself up, trying to sit. She struggled until I helped her. When she was upright, she looked at me again, panting a little from the effort. Wow, she was so pregnant! My eyes drifted down to her naked belly once more and my cock thrummed with pleasure. Why was it so arousing to see her this pregnant? Lifting my gaze up to her chest, I noticed that both nipples were elongated and swollen. It looked so incredibly hot to me. Yet another thing to cause blood to flood my cock.When I finally lifted my eyes back to her face, she still had a seductive grin on her lips. "Logan," she said my name softly and I shivered. Then she said, "Take your clothes off."Without hesitating, I fumbled with the button on my jeans, tugging them off as fast as I could. Then I pulled my shirt off and, in less than ten seconds, I lay beside her, completely naked. She was staring at my dick. Following her gaze, I gasped when I saw how strained it looked. The tip was a shiny, purplish color.Lacy reach

"Uh, do you want me to pull out?" I asked. She didn't respond but just kept riding me for a few more seconds, breathing heavily. The pleasure was getting too strong to stave it off. I couldn't hold it back much longer.Lacy slowed finally, staring down at me. For a long count of ten, neither of us spoke. Her movements ground to a halt and then all motion stopped, except for our chests as we each breathed deeply. I could feel my cock throbbing and twitching inside her tight, young pussy, though.Finally, she spoke, sounding out of breath, "I don't want you to ever pull out."Frowning up at her, I felt confused. What did she mean? But then it hit me.She wanted me to get her pregnant. And she wanted to have more than one baby with me. I knew that was what she was implying. And she wanted to start right--I couldn't hold it in. The sudden realization of what she was asking me for hit me. My eyes opened wide and, as I stared at the love of my life perched on my cock, my body jerked. Just

{- THURSDAY DEC 5}This seems like a good time to pause briefly from my story to say a little about myself. My name is Marianne, which comes from my mother's side since she was born in Canada. As I mentioned already, I recently turned twenty-one. I'm 5'5" tall and, although I've never considered myself overweight by any means, I would best describe my build as somewhere in between petite and compact. My hair is long and straight. It's mostly a medium brown, with strands of natural blonde highlights. I have deep blue eyes and seasonal freckles (which are currently "out of season"). My breasts are not too big, but also not too small. I would say "medium", but with nothing to compare it to, that word doesn't do much to describe them. The last time I got measured for bra size, they were undecided between 34C and 36B. I have one bra of each size, but rarely wear either. But that should at least give you an idea what I look like.Now as for my dad, he's closer to six feet tall. He's got dar

- SATURDAY DEC 7}After discovering my father's erotica stories, I'd be lying if I said it didn't have an effect on how I looked at him. When I woke the next morning, my body felt sore for some reason. As if I had gone for a workout and strained muscles that weren't used to being taxed. I wasn't ready to face my father just yet, so I took a long, hot shower in my own bathroom before stepping foot out of my room. Then I donned the only armor girls needed. Makeup.Just before heading out of my room, I noticed a text waiting for me on my phone. Unlocking the screen, I read it and my eyebrows climbed onto my forehead. Oh my god! I had completely forgotten! I had a Christmas party the following weekend. It was at a sorority house at a neighboring college that some of my friends had gotten me an invite to. It was supposed to be a pretty wild party and I was excited about going. When I first heard the dress code, it made me laugh. But now, considering my acute arousal from my recent exploit

I tossed and turned for the better part of an hour that night. At one point, I considered going to see if my dad was awake. I don't even know why. What excuse would I give him for coming to his room so late at night? But then I remembered that we both needed to respect each other's private space. And his bedroom was his domain. Too exhausted to bother taking a shower, I climbed into bed still wearing the red net bodysuit. I had been right earlier. The itchy feeling had gone away.I fell asleep in it.{ - SUNDAY DEC 8}When I woke up the next morning, it was still dark outside. The absolute first thought that popped in my head was the fact that I had a chance to check out my dad's laptop while he slept. Feeling giddy with excitement, I hopped out of bed and padded over to the door. My bare foot slammed into something hard and I almost cried out in pain, but managed to stifle the noise. Grumbling, I reached down and heaved the wooden trunk away so I could get past.Slipping into the hal