Annie had no such qualms. When she was with Greg or Ray, she too tended towards the submissive. But with her daughter, all that went out the window. With Kim, she was in charge. She didn’t mind being rough, she enjoyed it in fact. This was something that disturbed her a little. Annie was almost bit scared about how she behaved when the two of them were together. She felt like she was out of control. She wanted to punish Kim, and it seems Kim sometimes wanted to be punished. That realisation unnerved Annie but she knew it excited her too. She rarely came with greater intensity than when she was fucking her little girl.
The somewhat uneasy situation between Annie and her daughter was a not inconsiderable wrinkle in the new status quo they all enjoyed. She thought it was something they would have to address at some point, but there were other priorities that had to be dealt with first.
“Speaking of great moms, that’s something you’re going to have to get used to again, isn’t it?” Ray said, looking at the small bump that was beginning to show underneath Annie’s dress.
If Kim’s pregnancy had been something of a surprise, Annie’s was anything but. She had known almost as soon as she spread her legs for her son for the first time, that she was going to let him knock her up. She had planned it. She wanted to carry his baby. She yearned for it. Needed it. It had just seemed so natural and so right. It was inevitable.
She had told Greg as much, and he, after a certain initial reluctance, had gone along with the idea. Annie knew she had no time to waste. She had only recently turned forty, and a pregnancy could be difficult enough at her age, even if you ignored their close genetic connection. Once Kim had announced her happy news, Annie knew the time was right. She had stopped taking the pill, and she had told Ray he was to have no access to her pussy for the foreseeable future. He could still fuck her ass and she would happily suck him off, but only her little boy’s spunk was going anywhere near her eggs.
It took a while, but eventually one of Greg’s sturdy little swimmers did its job. Now, she was four months gone. She was only carrying the one passenger, the twins came from Ray’s side of the family. But then Greg came from his side of the family too.
“Are we going to put the new baby in with these two?” Ray asked. “Or will we convert Greg’s old room into a second nursery?”
“God only knows,” Annie replied, “But we’ve got plenty of time to figure it out.”
She began to walk away, but then Ray took hold of her hand and pulled her back.
“Hey, Annie, are we okay?” He asked, a strangely intense tone in his voice.
“Okay? What do you mean?”
“I don’t know. It’s just, well, everything has happened so fast. Sometimes, I just can’t believe all the changes that have taken place. I mean, we’re grandparents, for God’s sake.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“Christ knows what the neighbours think.”
“Yeah, there must be some fine grade-A gossiping going on round here.”
“But I mean, Jesus, look at us. Married for more than twenty years, and now here we are, sleeping with our kids. I’m a dad again. You’re pregnant. It’s just…well, it’s kinda fucked up.”
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