Hello boys and girls.. I'm still telling my stories about my life and everything that happened to me until I was 32 years old, which is now... I hope you read my previous stories because then you'll understand everything that happened to me. I'm from Chaco and there are things in the sexual sense that aren't here in BsAs... it's very normal in the countryside, even relationships with relatives or between relatives exist... that's why the custom. I was 24 years old and living in a small apartment behind my brother's house where he lived with his wife and baby... my mom lived a block away with my aunt and nieces... and I used to work at a beautiful bakery but it was far... almost every week I'd go to work and come back. I've been having sexual relationships with my brother for a long time. And on weekends, I'd stay at my friend's house but more than a friend, I spent most of the time with her dad, whom we were in a relationship, I think because he even offered me marriage... he was a banker. Nice house... had a son who was 2 years older than me but went to Spain... and his daughter was my friend, 3 years younger than me... he was around 55 years old. And when I turned 25, they threw me a nice party at home. I'd stay at their house on weekends and sleep with the gentleman... who always took a pink pill without problem, telling me it was Viagra... but it was pink... we had lovely sex and I knew it could be something serious in my life... but during the week, my brother would make love to me 2 or 3 times. He'd go to my apartment and we'd have very nice sex... I was doing well with both of them... my brother was a habit... and the gentleman was something new and I liked what we were doing...
Generally I get used to sleeping without clothes or sometimes in thong. Since during the week at night after having sex with my brother, I would re-dress and he would go home... or on weekends with Mr. also slept without clothes... so I stopped wearing almost any clothes to sleep.
I had been having sex with different men for over a year and wasn't getting pregnant... I thought it was my problem. Because of my past abortion, which my mom made me have when she was pregnant with my brother or my dad, as I've already told in other stories, and then the baby I lost whose father I didn't know... Several times I had delays and the first times I got excited but until 6 days after delay and then my period would come... so it was normal for me to have sex without worrying about anything.
One day my boyfriend, or rather the father of my friend, left us to go out with his daughter and I to dance... I almost never went out and stayed home watching movies or having sex... but that time I accompanied my friend and her half-sister and we went to a huge house party in the countryside... we got drunk... there was a pool... two-story house... enormous... and I started drinking too much... I think it's always been a problem for me... starting to drink and not being able to control myself... and it's something I inherited from my dad... drunk, I met a dude with whom I started dancing and screwing... and time passed and he kissed me and we kissed and it was good... and somehow we ended up in one of the house rooms. I remember little but I know I was getting screwed... I was on my back and the dude was above me but I didn't feel anything... I always thought something must have been put in the drinks... I know I got screwed and stayed there because I fell asleep. I woke up later and found myself alone... I fell asleep again and later woke up to find a little boy next to me... I was surprised to see him and we were both naked, hugging each other... he woke up and asked who he was... but didn't know. I searched for my clothes that were scattered around and couldn't find one of my socks... and saw used condoms thrown on the floor next to the bed... I asked the little boy whose they were and he said they weren't his, they must have been from the other kids who were there. I got dressed and asked him who was there but didn't know... all he wanted was my phone number... no way... it was a kid... I left and found boys and girls sleeping everywhere... looked for my friend everywhere and found her asleep on a couch downstairs... called her and we left. It was around 11 am... we took a taxi to her house... luckily, her father wasn't home... and that's when we started talking and deduced that something must have been put in our drinks because we didn't remember almost anything... I didn't want to tell my friend anything about mine... I just told her I fell asleep on a bed but never told her I woke up. With a guy and I had sex with another before and the sheets didn't know... I stay with the idea that there were other boys in that room with me... but well. My friend hadn't gotten anything from it... I think...
What I realized when I went to take a bath is that I had sex because every other day some semen comes out when I shower... and it hurt my pussy on the edges like I wasn't lubricated when I was penetrated... but well, let's not think about that... and then we found out that two girls reported other guys from that party... like a week later. That Sunday at the end, the guy appeared and had gone shopping to the supermarket. He asked several things about the party but we limited our responses... afterwards in the afternoon he invited me to bed and there I realized my pussy hurt when we did it... tried not to notice and we had sex as much as I could. More... afterwards I thought and remembered that there were 4 condoms thrown away and I don't know if there was another one... but I didn't know and couldn't remember anything... just something about the dude who went to the room and then that little guy when I woke up and he hugged me naked... That Sunday I stayed sleeping with the guy... and on Monday at work with my friend... when we came back from work it was the first discussion I had in 6 months since I was dating that guy... it was a stupid thing but I didn't like it. I think I got jealous seeing him with a woman his age... although she was supposed to be his colleague, but I saw them in the car... I don't know. I went back to my apartment and the guy kept sending me messages but I blocked him... I felt used... I don't know but I was in a bad mood because I also argued with my brother after having sex with him... because I felt alone... and I asked him to stay one night... and if so... I was wrong... I asked him to fight with his wife someday and come sleep with me... that he only comes to screw me and leaves... all bad that week. The guy who sent me messages every now and then was the one from Chaco who brought me over a year ago... and every month he would write but I only responded once... and that night late after having sex with my brother was Lying naked, still angry about everything... and just the guy who has that deformed son wrote to me... and I responded... I was bad and felt alone and told him and we started chatting through messages and he made me feel better... and he said come and talk... but it was late and his house is far away... it had been over a year since I left, almost two years since I hadn't gone back.. The guy kept telling me to come... and the minutes passed and he convinced me... because he said take a taxi and he would pay for it... I quickly showered to clean up everything I did with my brother... and I went in a taxi... around 12:30 at night I arrived... and I had to work the next day.. The guy was still the same... old as always... and asked me to come see his son.... the immobile and deformed dude that his dad paid me to have sex with... and there he was... lying down, looked at me but didn't move anything. I think it got worse every time... poor dude is going to die soon. And that's what a young person of my age but many problems... We started talking on a couch with the guy... and around 3 am he hugged me and gave me a kiss on the mouth... and nothing. He told me to come back and live here and that he would pay me very well for being the woman of his son and him... I was tired and didn't want to think about anything... knew I had to go to work early... After he appeared from the room with some dollars... and gave them to me... and told me there were more for me... they were 500 dollars... I couldn't believe it... ... and well... he kissed me and we started kissing and went to his room.... this old guy was good too.. we took off our clothes and he started licking my tits and I liked them like everyone else... then he put me on top of the bed and told me he wanted to feel my ass again... and he started moaning with his cock until it entered and started having sex with me after almost two years it was inside me again... he had sex with me and then I think he was about to cum but pulled out.... we kissed a lot... and he fell asleep and I got on top of him... my favorite game that really gets me off is passing the Breasts on the face so that he could suck them and bite my nipples... it was nice while I was having sex with him..... and it cost me a bit to reach my orgasm because I had had some orgasms when I had sex with my brother earlier... but I finally reached my orgasm.. and at that moment, I felt like the old man came inside me... it's great to have an orgasm and feel the cum warm at the same time... we kissed for a while and then I got into bed next to him... chatting, he told me something I had already heard before.... he said I'm different when having sex with any woman... he said the same thing others tell me... that I have a curve inside my pussy that causes more pleasure and when I have an orgasm, it's like I'm squeezing the cock from the balls and sucking on my pussy as if I were milking it... he told me and I died laughing... that's what he said.. and already they had told me I have something different than cum too... I slept badly that night... he told me to call and say I was sick... so I did... I know they wouldn't pay me for the day but oh well... I earned extra money anyway.. That day, I think it was Thursday... I stayed in that house... in the morning, he asked me to do something with the money he gave me... and I told him if he wanted sex again, I wouldn't put up with it... but he asked me to have sex with his son again... and he wanted to see how he did it... he told me to have sex but not to let him watch... It was around 11 am when I went into the room... poor guy... he was worse than before. Sonatas and nothing moved... and I tried... I removed his diaper... I didn't want to smell or anything and kiss him, none of that would do because it made me feel sick... but that cock was enormous, just like I remembered.... I started caressing his cock and then he just stopped... poor guy... must have been about two years since I left when he last came... he got huge and hard while I was masturbating him... it felt weird... but okay... I took off all my clothes. And I got on top... didn't even look at the dude, he was staring at the ceiling with his Eyes fixed.... nothing was moving... I grabbed his cock that was coming out with liquid and put it in my pussy slowly and the cock went all the way in until it reached the bottom and I started to move... it felt so nice with one like this... shame about the dude. I wasn't looking at him... I leaned my hands on the wall and he looked at me with his eyes fixed now, seeing my tits and I started to move... I knew it always cost him to cum... I grabbed him a lot... I felt that his cock was getting deeper and deeper inside me and in my belly too... and then it started to release semen slowly... I stayed quiet and looked at him and felt like he was still releasing streams. Guaaaa. I said... you had so much there!!!!... I don't know if he was still releasing but I felt impulses from his cock inside me... I waited a bit, moving slowly and feeling everything inside... hot... and I started to move more and more... already looking for my orgasm and it cost me but I got it beautiful... I stayed sitting there with his cock still hard inside me and asked him if he wanted more... but nothing... anyway, I started playing, moving all around... and I had another orgasm and so on, having several orgasms and was super sensitive... I stayed for an hour and a half, I think the dude came twice... oh God !!!.. when I got out of there, a lot of semen came out of my interior... everything was wet... I wanted to lie down so it wouldn't happen again but there wasn't room... except I layed on my back for a bit until my body absorbed more of the semen and it didn't come out as much... but good. I stayed till Sunday afternoon in that house... actually, two days off from work because Saturday was Franco's day off and Sunday is when the owners attend to the bakery... I had sex... a lot... the guy grabbed me a lot and left him dry at the end... finally, so much fun on Saturday night, I let the guy see how he was grabbing his son... and that Saturday night was everything... there was a lot of sex in that house... and more than what gave me 200 dollars extra... we agreed to come back... and obviously, with that money, any cutie would go To have sex... I went back to work on Monday, renewed... my friend was missing me... I told her I had been out because I wasn't feeling well... they worried about me and I had to invent that I had caught a cold from the owner... And everything went back to normal... On Tuesday, I made up with my brother and we had nice sex again... and on Wednesday and Thursday... On Friday night, I made up with my friend's dad and we had sex again... so I was having sex quite often... every day I did it and I read that it's good and good for me... recently, I didn't do anything on Monday and then I kept making up with my brother... My brother is a machine, I don't know how he managed to be with his wife and also with me... A few days passed and I remembered I had another delay... it was 5 days... and I told my friend and she got happy and started saying we'd have a little brother... I told her I'd had delays several times before, even up to 6 days... and the next day didn't come either... and she was really anxious... I remember that at night, I went out and came back with a test for me to take... I didn't want to because I knew it was impossible... She was really into it and almost made me take the test... We went to the bathroom and did it... Oh God! It was POSITIVE!!!!. I swear I felt like it was just a dream... and my friend's tears were falling... We talked while her dad wasn't around... she said since she met me, she'd been happy that I entered her life and changed her dad's life, making him deserve to be happy... She was happy that you and her dad had a relationship... and even more now that she was saying we'd have another child... she was giving me kisses on my belly... I didn't know yet but she said... she'd accompany me in everything... she was happier than me... And she asked how and when to tell her dad he'd be having another child... and I told her to give me some days, that I'd tell him alone... but she couldn't contain her happiness... and I... so much I wanted a baby and now I'm just standing there, stupid. Do you know what happened?... I was pregnant again... fear I lost another baby.... and besides that month I was with my brother a lot... a lot with this guy... also with that dude from the party... I think that little boy also made me have sex when I was sleeping and I don't know who else in that house.... besides I was also with the man and his deformed son... there were several possible fathers. More or less I was between 6 sure ones and I'm not sure if there were more. Three days after having sex with her father... I told him in bed that I was pregnant... I told him well... I asked if he would like to be a father at 56 and he said yes... and I said okay... you're going to be a dad and he got happy.... and then he just told me we should get married... and I said okay if so... the guy was happy. I really was too... I think it was best to get married and make a family life with the baby and stop messing around with my brother... and let this man take care of the baby since he's probably the father or maybe not... but it was the easiest way out... My brother didn't like it when I told him I was leaving... we both cried... and he said he wanted to keep seeing me and I said don't worry I'll still see you too... and if so... that's for sure... A week later I moved in with my friend's dad's room... started a life as a housewife... the guy knew I had lost a pregnancy a few years ago told him about an ex-boyfriend... and he said no doctors would be lacking and nothing... we should get married already so my health insurance would cover it.... it was all weird... my mom found out when I told her I was getting married and she was happy but nobody knew about the baby. I stopped working and just stayed at home or went out with my future husband... he was very old... 56 years old compared to my 25... but it was okay... his daughter, my best friend, would talk to my belly... and well... I met their relatives... they looked at me weird because of my age... but I don't know... I didn't love the guy but I felt good and comfortable and calm... that's why I chose him. I'd get married... I felt like a kid among his relatives. And he managed to book a date and party for a big celebration in 1 month and a half. I used to go visit my family once a week, but it was actually going to see my brother... we would go to the little shed or apartment where I lived and that's where we'd make love... The wedding was at the civil registry... only his relatives were there... I didn't tell anyone I was getting married... and party with family members at home... I knew some people wouldn't like it because of my age, but oh well... With my brother, we kept going and I realized that after the first time we went out with my husband and his daughter.... I started noticing my belly. My brother would massage me one afternoon after having sex and ask if I wasn't pregnant... he said I looked like I was pregnant and I told him noooo... he said it seemed like I had a pregnant belly... I told him I was eating more capably... I didn't know how long I could hide my belly from my brother or mom. At home with my husband, everything was happy... my friend and now daughter-in-law were super happy and would follow me around.
He would take pictures of me... hug me... all of them... I wanted to buy everything from the baby. And that made me happy... I was still having normal relationships with my husband and brother, although it became more noticeable each week... I knew how to be naked with my brother while he was holding me and I would ask myself often. I'd say... girl... are you sure you're not pregnant???.. no... I wouldn't tell him... and I'd climb on top of him to get it... sometimes I wanted to tell him to stop being so strong when I got on all fours or my legs would hurt a lot but I didn't say anything... My mom also started asking... I told her no... she asked if I had gotten together because I was pregnant... noooo mom!!!!.. I wouldn't dare tell them... fear... I wanted to convince myself that that baby was definitely his or else it would be my brother's or someone else's... because I always thought that when it's born, it will look similar to my brother or the deformed dude... who knows. Or maybe some other one... I had fear sometimes thinking that if it's deformed, it could be from that dude or my own brother... but who knows... The happiness of my friend was more... and covered everything
My belly was growing and I would always go to bed with the guy, my husband, and we would caress the belly. The guy would talk to my stomach and I liked that... he was totally in love with me... he gave me gifts... flowers... perfume... he gave me all my desires.. he treated me like a queen... and if not, who wouldn't with a woman 30 years younger... and still didn't realize I was legally married... it was crazy. Living in that family... with my best friend and having known her dad just at this moment... this friend and stepdaughter made me happy... we seemed like sisters when we went shopping together... and when her dad came, it must have been weird... seeing us holding hands with that old guy so much older than us... 56 years old... and I was pregnant and the other girl was by my side... it was weird.
The girl was happier than everyone... is more... she gave me advice to be better for her dad.. and we even talked about sex with her... always told me not to let her dad do me wrong because he drinks... and that we should leave the sex alone for a while.
Until I went to see my brother and I remember well... I was in 4th grade. My brother would grab me by my pussy... I felt like he was finishing his semen and it came out, and he looked at me. He said, Mary, stop lying. You're pregnant. And I told him yes, you have a huge belly. I told him yes. I didn't feel like telling him, so I said that if there's no problem, I'd make him pass as the son of my husband... and my brother accepted that. But he told me he would keep having sex with me always. And I was in agreement... for me, the baby because I felt it... is my brother's child... I'm sure my brother got me pregnant... it was with whom I had the most sex all these months and this last month too. There was a lot of sex... with others, I only had sex once, except for the old man and his deformed son, who were 3 days of sex... but I felt like my brother got me pregnant.
With this dress from the photo I was going to go to bed with the old man... my husband... but after a while he would sleep naked with him... and until now I didn't usually wear a bra... although my friend told me to use one for my tits so they wouldn't show up as much, but I didn't want to. I've always been free of tits.
My sister-in-law or friend would ask me to show more belly to take pictures of me... she wanted the baby to be born quickly... she was crazy about having her little brother... I think I was happy... My mom didn't even surprise me when she saw me with a belly... she laughed and said see you... I knew... that you got together because that boy left you pregnant... boy????. Better not tell her it's bigger than her... my mom was 52 years old at the time... and my husband 56 years old... re crazy that.
I only wait to take care of the baby... stop thinking about who will be the dad and believe it's my husband's son more than I feel inside that it's my brother's. My brother was the one who got me pregnant three times... the first time my mom made me abort, the second time it was between my brother and my dad and I lost it at five months... this one would take care of it well without any effort and I should stop having sex I think... my friend always asked me to leave having sex with her dad for a while... but it couldn't be... I with my brother and more since I was pregnant, my brother wanted to see me more... he wanted to do it like that with me being pregnant seems he liked it... and the guy or so my husband also liked doing it with me being pregnant.
Generally I get used to sleeping without clothes or sometimes in thong. Since during the week at night after having sex with my brother, I would re-dress and he would go home... or on weekends with Mr. also slept without clothes... so I stopped wearing almost any clothes to sleep.I had been having sex with different men for over a year and wasn't getting pregnant... I thought it was my problem. Because of my past abortion, which my mom made me have when she was pregnant with my brother or my dad, as I've already told in other stories, and then the baby I lost whose father I didn't know... Several times I had delays and the first times I got excited but until 6 days after delay and then my period would come... so it was normal for me to have sex without worrying about anything.One day my boyfriend, or rather the father of my friend, left us to go out with his daughter and I to dance... I almost never went out and stayed home watching movies or having sex... but that time I accompanied my friend and her half-sister and we went to a huge house party in the countryside... we got drunk... there was a pool... two-story house... enormous... and I started drinking too much... I think it's always been a problem for me... starting to drink and not being able to control myself... and it's something I inherited from my dad... drunk, I met a dude with whom I started dancing and screwing... and time passed and he kissed me and we kissed and it was good... and somehow we ended up in one of the house rooms. I remember little but I know I was getting screwed... I was on my back and the dude was above me but I didn't feel anything... I always thought something must have been put in the drinks... I know I got screwed and stayed there because I fell asleep. I woke up later and found myself alone... I fell asleep again and later woke up to find a little boy next to me... I was surprised to see him and we were both naked, hugging each other... he woke up and asked who he was... but didn't know. I searched for my clothes that were scattered around and couldn't find one of my socks... and saw used condoms thrown on the floor next to the bed... I asked the little boy whose they were and he said they weren't his, they must have been from the other kids who were there. I got dressed and asked him who was there but didn't know... all he wanted was my phone number... no way... it was a kid... I left and found boys and girls sleeping everywhere... looked for my friend everywhere and found her asleep on a couch downstairs... called her and we left. It was around 11 am... we took a taxi to her house... luckily, her father wasn't home... and that's when we started talking and deduced that something must have been put in our drinks because we didn't remember almost anything... I didn't want to tell my friend anything about mine... I just told her I fell asleep on a bed but never told her I woke up. With a guy and I had sex with another before and the sheets didn't know... I stay with the idea that there were other boys in that room with me... but well. My friend hadn't gotten anything from it... I think...What I realized when I went to take a bath is that I had sex because every other day some semen comes out when I shower... and it hurt my pussy on the edges like I wasn't lubricated when I was penetrated... but well, let's not think about that... and then we found out that two girls reported other guys from that party... like a week later. That Sunday at the end, the guy appeared and had gone shopping to the supermarket. He asked several things about the party but we limited our responses... afterwards in the afternoon he invited me to bed and there I realized my pussy hurt when we did it... tried not to notice and we had sex as much as I could. More... afterwards I thought and remembered that there were 4 condoms thrown away and I don't know if there was another one... but I didn't know and couldn't remember anything... just something about the dude who went to the room and then that little guy when I woke up and he hugged me naked... That Sunday I stayed sleeping with the guy... and on Monday at work with my friend... when we came back from work it was the first discussion I had in 6 months since I was dating that guy... it was a stupid thing but I didn't like it. I think I got jealous seeing him with a woman his age... although she was supposed to be his colleague, but I saw them in the car... I don't know. I went back to my apartment and the guy kept sending me messages but I blocked him... I felt used... I don't know but I was in a bad mood because I also argued with my brother after having sex with him... because I felt alone... and I asked him to stay one night... and if so... I was wrong... I asked him to fight with his wife someday and come sleep with me... that he only comes to screw me and leaves... all bad that week. The guy who sent me messages every now and then was the one from Chaco who brought me over a year ago... and every month he would write but I only responded once... and that night late after having sex with my brother was Lying naked, still angry about everything... and just the guy who has that deformed son wrote to me... and I responded... I was bad and felt alone and told him and we started chatting through messages and he made me feel better... and he said come and talk... but it was late and his house is far away... it had been over a year since I left, almost two years since I hadn't gone back.. The guy kept telling me to come... and the minutes passed and he convinced me... because he said take a taxi and he would pay for it... I quickly showered to clean up everything I did with my brother... and I went in a taxi... around 12:30 at night I arrived... and I had to work the next day.. The guy was still the same... old as always... and asked me to come see his son.... the immobile and deformed dude that his dad paid me to have sex with... and there he was... lying down, looked at me but didn't move anything. I think it got worse every time... poor dude is going to die soon. And that's what a young person of my age but many problems... We started talking on a couch with the guy... and around 3 am he hugged me and gave me a kiss on the mouth... and nothing. He told me to come back and live here and that he would pay me very well for being the woman of his son and him... I was tired and didn't want to think about anything... knew I had to go to work early... After he appeared from the room with some dollars... and gave them to me... and told me there were more for me... they were 500 dollars... I couldn't believe it... ... and well... he kissed me and we started kissing and went to his room.... this old guy was good too.. we took off our clothes and he started licking my tits and I liked them like everyone else... then he put me on top of the bed and told me he wanted to feel my ass again... and he started moaning with his cock until it entered and started having sex with me after almost two years it was inside me again... he had sex with me and then I think he was about to cum but pulled out.... we kissed a lot... and he fell asleep and I got on top of him... my favorite game that really gets me off is passing the Breasts on the face so that he could suck them and bite my nipples... it was nice while I was having sex with him..... and it cost me a bit to reach my orgasm because I had had some orgasms when I had sex with my brother earlier... but I finally reached my orgasm.. and at that moment, I felt like the old man came inside me... it's great to have an orgasm and feel the cum warm at the same time... we kissed for a while and then I got into bed next to him... chatting, he told me something I had already heard before.... he said I'm different when having sex with any woman... he said the same thing others tell me... that I have a curve inside my pussy that causes more pleasure and when I have an orgasm, it's like I'm squeezing the cock from the balls and sucking on my pussy as if I were milking it... he told me and I died laughing... that's what he said.. and already they had told me I have something different than cum too... I slept badly that night... he told me to call and say I was sick... so I did... I know they wouldn't pay me for the day but oh well... I earned extra money anyway.. That day, I think it was Thursday... I stayed in that house... in the morning, he asked me to do something with the money he gave me... and I told him if he wanted sex again, I wouldn't put up with it... but he asked me to have sex with his son again... and he wanted to see how he did it... he told me to have sex but not to let him watch... It was around 11 am when I went into the room... poor guy... he was worse than before. Sonatas and nothing moved... and I tried... I removed his diaper... I didn't want to smell or anything and kiss him, none of that would do because it made me feel sick... but that cock was enormous, just like I remembered.... I started caressing his cock and then he just stopped... poor guy... must have been about two years since I left when he last came... he got huge and hard while I was masturbating him... it felt weird... but okay... I took off all my clothes. And I got on top... didn't even look at the dude, he was staring at the ceiling with his Eyes fixed.... nothing was moving... I grabbed his cock that was coming out with liquid and put it in my pussy slowly and the cock went all the way in until it reached the bottom and I started to move... it felt so nice with one like this... shame about the dude. I wasn't looking at him... I leaned my hands on the wall and he looked at me with his eyes fixed now, seeing my tits and I started to move... I knew it always cost him to cum... I grabbed him a lot... I felt that his cock was getting deeper and deeper inside me and in my belly too... and then it started to release semen slowly... I stayed quiet and looked at him and felt like he was still releasing streams. Guaaaa. I said... you had so much there!!!!... I don't know if he was still releasing but I felt impulses from his cock inside me... I waited a bit, moving slowly and feeling everything inside... hot... and I started to move more and more... already looking for my orgasm and it cost me but I got it beautiful... I stayed sitting there with his cock still hard inside me and asked him if he wanted more... but nothing... anyway, I started playing, moving all around... and I had another orgasm and so on, having several orgasms and was super sensitive... I stayed for an hour and a half, I think the dude came twice... oh God !!!.. when I got out of there, a lot of semen came out of my interior... everything was wet... I wanted to lie down so it wouldn't happen again but there wasn't room... except I layed on my back for a bit until my body absorbed more of the semen and it didn't come out as much... but good. I stayed till Sunday afternoon in that house... actually, two days off from work because Saturday was Franco's day off and Sunday is when the owners attend to the bakery... I had sex... a lot... the guy grabbed me a lot and left him dry at the end... finally, so much fun on Saturday night, I let the guy see how he was grabbing his son... and that Saturday night was everything... there was a lot of sex in that house... and more than what gave me 200 dollars extra... we agreed to come back... and obviously, with that money, any cutie would go To have sex... I went back to work on Monday, renewed... my friend was missing me... I told her I had been out because I wasn't feeling well... they worried about me and I had to invent that I had caught a cold from the owner... And everything went back to normal... On Tuesday, I made up with my brother and we had nice sex again... and on Wednesday and Thursday... On Friday night, I made up with my friend's dad and we had sex again... so I was having sex quite often... every day I did it and I read that it's good and good for me... recently, I didn't do anything on Monday and then I kept making up with my brother... My brother is a machine, I don't know how he managed to be with his wife and also with me... A few days passed and I remembered I had another delay... it was 5 days... and I told my friend and she got happy and started saying we'd have a little brother... I told her I'd had delays several times before, even up to 6 days... and the next day didn't come either... and she was really anxious... I remember that at night, I went out and came back with a test for me to take... I didn't want to because I knew it was impossible... She was really into it and almost made me take the test... We went to the bathroom and did it... Oh God! It was POSITIVE!!!!. I swear I felt like it was just a dream... and my friend's tears were falling... We talked while her dad wasn't around... she said since she met me, she'd been happy that I entered her life and changed her dad's life, making him deserve to be happy... She was happy that you and her dad had a relationship... and even more now that she was saying we'd have another child... she was giving me kisses on my belly... I didn't know yet but she said... she'd accompany me in everything... she was happier than me... And she asked how and when to tell her dad he'd be having another child... and I told her to give me some days, that I'd tell him alone... but she couldn't contain her happiness... and I... so much I wanted a baby and now I'm just standing there, stupid. Do you know what happened?... I was pregnant again... fear I lost another baby.... and besides that month I was with my brother a lot... a lot with this guy... also with that dude from the party... I think that little boy also made me have sex when I was sleeping and I don't know who else in that house.... besides I was also with the man and his deformed son... there were several possible fathers. More or less I was between 6 sure ones and I'm not sure if there were more. Three days after having sex with her father... I told him in bed that I was pregnant... I told him well... I asked if he would like to be a father at 56 and he said yes... and I said okay... you're going to be a dad and he got happy.... and then he just told me we should get married... and I said okay if so... the guy was happy. I really was too... I think it was best to get married and make a family life with the baby and stop messing around with my brother... and let this man take care of the baby since he's probably the father or maybe not... but it was the easiest way out... My brother didn't like it when I told him I was leaving... we both cried... and he said he wanted to keep seeing me and I said don't worry I'll still see you too... and if so... that's for sure... A week later I moved in with my friend's dad's room... started a life as a housewife... the guy knew I had lost a pregnancy a few years ago told him about an ex-boyfriend... and he said no doctors would be lacking and nothing... we should get married already so my health insurance would cover it.... it was all weird... my mom found out when I told her I was getting married and she was happy but nobody knew about the baby. I stopped working and just stayed at home or went out with my future husband... he was very old... 56 years old compared to my 25... but it was okay... his daughter, my best friend, would talk to my belly... and well... I met their relatives... they looked at me weird because of my age... but I don't know... I didn't love the guy but I felt good and comfortable and calm... that's why I chose him. I'd get married... I felt like a kid among his relatives. And he managed to book a date and party for a big celebration in 1 month and a half. I used to go visit my family once a week, but it was actually going to see my brother... we would go to the little shed or apartment where I lived and that's where we'd make love... The wedding was at the civil registry... only his relatives were there... I didn't tell anyone I was getting married... and party with family members at home... I knew some people wouldn't like it because of my age, but oh well... With my brother, we kept going and I realized that after the first time we went out with my husband and his daughter.... I started noticing my belly. My brother would massage me one afternoon after having sex and ask if I wasn't pregnant... he said I looked like I was pregnant and I told him noooo... he said it seemed like I had a pregnant belly... I told him I was eating more capably... I didn't know how long I could hide my belly from my brother or mom. At home with my husband, everything was happy... my friend and now daughter-in-law were super happy and would follow me around.He would take pictures of me... hug me... all of them... I wanted to buy everything from the baby. And that made me happy... I was still having normal relationships with my husband and brother, although it became more noticeable each week... I knew how to be naked with my brother while he was holding me and I would ask myself often. I'd say... girl... are you sure you're not pregnant???.. no... I wouldn't tell him... and I'd climb on top of him to get it... sometimes I wanted to tell him to stop being so strong when I got on all fours or my legs would hurt a lot but I didn't say anything... My mom also started asking... I told her no... she asked if I had gotten together because I was pregnant... noooo mom!!!!.. I wouldn't dare tell them... fear... I wanted to convince myself that that baby was definitely his or else it would be my brother's or someone else's... because I always thought that when it's born, it will look similar to my brother or the deformed dude... who knows. Or maybe some other one... I had fear sometimes thinking that if it's deformed, it could be from that dude or my own brother... but who knows... The happiness of my friend was more... and covered everythingMy belly was growing and I would always go to bed with the guy, my husband, and we would caress the belly. The guy would talk to my stomach and I liked that... he was totally in love with me... he gave me gifts... flowers... perfume... he gave me all my desires.. he treated me like a queen... and if not, who wouldn't with a woman 30 years younger... and still didn't realize I was legally married... it was crazy. Living in that family... with my best friend and having known her dad just at this moment... this friend and stepdaughter made me happy... we seemed like sisters when we went shopping together... and when her dad came, it must have been weird... seeing us holding hands with that old guy so much older than us... 56 years old... and I was pregnant and the other girl was by my side... it was weird.The girl was happier than everyone... is more... she gave me advice to be better for her dad.. and we even talked about sex with her... always told me not to let her dad do me wrong because he drinks... and that we should leave the sex alone for a while.Until I went to see my brother and I remember well... I was in 4th grade. My brother would grab me by my pussy... I felt like he was finishing his semen and it came out, and he looked at me. He said, Mary, stop lying. You're pregnant. And I told him yes, you have a huge belly. I told him yes. I didn't feel like telling him, so I said that if there's no problem, I'd make him pass as the son of my husband... and my brother accepted that. But he told me he would keep having sex with me always. And I was in agreement... for me, the baby because I felt it... is my brother's child... I'm sure my brother got me pregnant... it was with whom I had the most sex all these months and this last month too. There was a lot of sex... with others, I only had sex once, except for the old man and his deformed son, who were 3 days of sex... but I felt like my brother got me pregnant.With this dress from the photo I was going to go to bed with the old man... my husband... but after a while he would sleep naked with him... and until now I didn't usually wear a bra... although my friend told me to use one for my tits so they wouldn't show up as much, but I didn't want to. I've always been free of tits.My sister-in-law or friend would ask me to show more belly to take pictures of me... she wanted the baby to be born quickly... she was crazy about having her little brother... I think I was happy... My mom didn't even surprise me when she saw me with a belly... she laughed and said see you... I knew... that you got together because that boy left you pregnant... boy????. Better not tell her it's bigger than her... my mom was 52 years old at the time... and my husband 56 years old... re crazy that.I only wait to take care of the baby... stop thinking about who will be the dad and believe it's my husband's son more than I feel inside that it's my brother's. My brother was the one who got me pregnant three times... the first time my mom made me abort, the second time it was between my brother and my dad and I lost it at five months... this one would take care of it well without any effort and I should stop having sex I think... my friend always asked me to leave having sex with her dad for a while... but it couldn't be... I with my brother and more since I was pregnant, my brother wanted to see me more... he wanted to do it like that with me being pregnant seems he liked it... and the guy or so my husband also liked doing it with me being pregnant.
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