KAREN’S BABIES 2

Feature Writer: by Anonymous (address withheld)

Feature Title: Karen’s Babies 2

Publication:  This work is copyrighted to the author 2007. Please don’t remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration.

Story Codes: F/m-teen, F-solo, reluctant, incest, bondage, torture, pregnant, abortion

Synopsis: A son’s obsession leads his mother into incest, adultery, pregnancy, and abortion.

Karen’s Babies 2

Karen, her belly swelling with her seventh, approached the upright metal pole with a great dildo mounted on top. Her legs on either side of the pole, she squatted down over it, shuddering from a mini-orgasm when the tip first pushed into her pussy.

She smiled sadistically as she felt the new life inside her squirm desperately. ‘End of the line, bitch,’ she thought. ‘Yeah, this is the entire reason I had you, Sarah. So that your dad and I could get off while having an abortion. You were conceived so that we could get off.’

She forced the dildo as deep as it was supposed to go before turning to her son and nodding, spelling the end for their latest unborn child. His obscenely large cock erect and dripping, John hit the switch at the base of the pole. The giant dildo started vibrating.

Little Sarah squirmed inside her slutty, wicked mother’s belly. In her demented, lust-filled mind, Karen heard, actually heard, her daughter cry out, “Please Mommy. I won’t touch Daddy’s cock. You don’t have to do anything for me. You can fuck him all day long. Please!”

Karen clenched her teeth as she squatted down further and the dildo pushed against the womb that imprisoned her daughter. She grabbed her giant naked breasts, which her third trimester had filled with milk. Milk that Sarah would never taste. This was Karen’s third ate-term abortion.

“She’s squirming and kicking,” Karen moaned out loud. “I-I can feel the dildo pressing against her. She can too. She knows what’s coming. Oh fuck it’s so hot!”

“Are you ready Mom?” John breathed, fighting the urge to masturbate. Not yet.

Karen nodded. She and John had become experts at timing her abortions, making her climax at just the right point. With their practiced techniques, abortion became not only tolerable but pleasurable. In fact, the best, kinkiest fucking Karen ever had was when it made her lose a baby. It was so obscene.

Mother and son had discovered their shared fetish after the abortion of Amy, the first of their children that they named. John had forced Karen to abort their first child, afraid that he would become a rival for their mother’s incestuous affections. But it was no longer about jealousy; it was about lust. John’s ultimate fantasy had once been a harem of incestuous daughters, from whom he would breed more daughters.

But all that changed after realizing that getting rid of their babies for fun was the peak of sexy hedonism. It was so arousing, having these little bitches and bastards completely at their mercy. Karen and John could do whatever they wanted to them. They had even taken to naming Karen’s terminated pregnancies, just for the hell of it.

“Oh! OH GOD!” Karen’s screams of pleasure and pain were uninhibited as she felt the dildo break its way into her womb. Its powerful vibrations and Sarah’s desperate final thrashings pleasured her to no end as she was thrown into the intense climax that only the abandonment of her maternal responsibilities could give her. She squirmed and thrashed on top of that pole as milk spilled from her nipples. “FUCK FUCK FUCK! OHHhhhh yeeeAAAHHHH! OH SARAH!”

She spread her legs, squatted down further, and grinded her hips against the base of the pole. She screamed in pleasure for over a minute before collapsing onto her back, the pole still sticking out of her pussy and buzzing loudly.

Taking his cue, John took the pole and pulled it out of Karen’s pussy. “You’ve gotta push Mom. Just like you’re in labor. Push!” Together, mother and son wrenched out Karen’s aborted fetus.

“Oh Sarah!” Karen moaned in a voice that was both mocking and sexy. “You make Mommy feel so good. Mommy loves you!” She cackled.

No sooner had Sarah been torn from her mother’s womb than John put a hand to his cock and, with only a few hard strokes, sent his seed spraying all over them.

“Did you get it all?” Karen asked once she’d caught her breath.

John walked over the video camera mounted on a tripod. “Yep.”

John and Karen’s life was perfect. Ever since Karen divorced her husband, she and John had been able to live entirely off his child support payments. John was pulled out of school and Karen, a former schoolteacher, home-schooled him. However, John was way behind since they spent their lessons fucking instead of studying.

Nowadays Karen got pregnant solely for the purpose of getting an abortion. Sometimes they were impatient and got rid of a baby right when they found out about it. But the pleasure was best when they waited for her last trimester. There was also the added bonus of breast milk.

Ever since mother and son began their journey into this ultimate depravity, they learned that there was an underground subculture filled with people who shared their wicked fetish. They made enough money so that they would never need to work again. Their movies, the “Karen’s Babies” series, were sold in legitimate stores telling people that they were fake. But a few unverifiable, though true, rumors over the Internet saying that the abortions were real greatly increased demand.

Afterwards, throwing out Sarah’s remains, Karen lay in bed to let her vagina heal. Her son-husband John lay beside her, gently sucking the milk from her breasts.

“That was the best one yet,” John said between mouthfuls. Thinking about it made his cock start growing again.

Karen placed her hand on the back of her son’s head, gently pressing his face further into her milk-laden chest. “Well besides Sarah, which was your favorite?”

John sorted through his memories, giving him a full hard-on. “Jessica,” he said breathlessly.

“You in the mood to watch?”

“Yeah, Mom. Definitely!” John hurried to the TV that sat in front of their bed, grabbed the DVD marked “Jessica’s First and Last Time,” and slid it into the player.

The movie started playing. Karen was on the screen naked, her eight-month pregnancy showing.

“Hey everyone,” the Karen on the TV said. “I’m sure some of you heard about my first daughter Amy. Sorry, but I didn’t tape that one. But I can show you what it looked like,” She caressed her bulging belly, “because I’ve got her little sister Jessica here today. And today’s her big day.” Karen grinned wickedly. “I’m gonna get rid of her for your entertainment.”

Karen leaned forward and writhed around. “Mmm. I can feel her kicking and squirming around. It’s as if she’s saying ‘No Mommy! Please don’t do it!’ But we all know what’s going to happen, don’t we?” She held up her strongest dildo, the one that had aborted Amy, and flipped it on. It began to buzz.

“It’s time, baby!” Karen shoved the dildo inside herself.

John couldn’t contain himself any longer. Since his mother’s vagina was still healing, he flipped up her skirt and aimed his pole for Karen’s anus. Karen yanked her skirt back down and moved into a sitting position, smiling in amusement at her son.

“Mom!” John whined. “When will you let me fuck your ass?”

“Never! That’s disgusting.”

THE END OF CHAPTER TWO