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- So I was browsing the incest threads on the archive, and I came across something that I wrote on Anon and forgot about. I do that a lot; almost to the point where one might suspect me of picking up anonymously-posted greentext and claiming them as my own.
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- prompt:
- >She will never ride you and the only things you hear are the wet slaps of your hips meeting together and the bed springs.
- >With Maud giving her expressionless look.
- greentext:
- >Your aunt towers over you, looking at you as blandly as ever.
- >In fact, for all the emotion she shows, you would never guessed that she was molesting you.
- >You figured it out, though; the clue was that Auntie Maud's hand was shoved down the front of your pants.
- "A-Auntie Maud?"
- >Aunt Maud blinks at you and tilts her head in (very) mild curiosity.
- >"What is it, Anonymous?"
- >She asks with the air of someone discussing the state of drying paint.
- "Wh-What are we gonna do on the bed?"
- >Aunt Maud stops jacking you off just long enough to put her hands on your chest and shove you backwards onto the bed in question.
- >Before you know it, your aunt has forcibly removed your shirt and pants.
- >Any attempt to stand up is met with your Aunt's freakish Pie family strength.
- >She holds you down as though you were a fussy toddler and she's trying to give you a bath.
- >"We're going to have sexual intercourse, Anonymous," she says matter-of-factly, "We will continue until you culminate inside of my vagina. I wish to conceive a child."
- >She removes her shirt and slides her pants down her legs, kicking them into a corner
- >As usual, Aunt Maud isn't wearing any underwear
- >"I have been unable to find a viable romantic partner," she says, crawling on top of you, "I have decided that you are a suitable substitute."
- >With surprising tenderness, Aunt Maud cups your cheek and leans forward to kiss you on the lips.
- >"As to what we are doing on the bed, I understand that traditional coupling takes place in one's bedroom. It-"
- >What did she just say to you?
- "Wh-What do you mean, conceive a child?"
- >Aunt Maud blinks slowly, one eye at a time
- >"I desire a child to raise and to love, Anonymous," she explains as she lines your cock up with her warm entrance, "You have proven yourself to be a suitable partner. I have absolute faith that you will be an adequate father to our child."
- >You grab her by the waist, intent on pushing her off
- "Now wait just a-"
- >And then she slams her hips down.
- >"What do you want to name our child, Anonymous?"
- >Aunt Maud bounces up and down, slamming her crotch onto your's with a wet smack.
- >The heat inside is unreal.
- >"I am thinking 'Bauxite'."
- >Aunt Maud leans down and, still pinning you down, gets into position and starts kissing you.
- >You reluctantly move your lips against her's.
- >In between kisses, Aunt Maud continues her wandering tirade.
- >" 'Bauxite' is a unisex name, Anonymous."
- >She grabs your hand and places it on her left breast, squeezing it and encouraging you to play with the titflesh
- >"Did you know that? Many geology-themed names tend not to be gender specific."
- >Her nose twitches minutely just as her pussy starts clutching at your member, and you realize that Aunt Maud just came.
- >"That is because rocks do not have genders," she says, unimpeded by her orgasm, "They are just rocks."
- >The room is silent after that.
- >Your aunt seemingly has no more desire to speak, and you're too busy trying to find your happy place to really make with any riveting conversation or sexy flirting.
- >"Okay," says Aunt Maud eventually, slowly nodding her head, "We will name our child 'Bauxite'. What do you want to name our second child?"
- >Your heart skips a beat when you remember that Pies always have large families.
- >You are Anon, and you are having mixed feelings about the birth of your child.
- >You're standing beside your aunt Maud's bed, watching as she holds her newborn baby in her arms.
- >The child looks normal, despite her parents.
- >"She's perfect."
- >Maud said that so matter-of-factly that you barely even heard the emotion in her voice.
- >Your aunt speaking in anything other than a bland monotone is a rarity in this house, and to hear her sounding almost choked up nearly floors you.
- >Aunt Maud looks over at you with a small, peaceful smile on her face.
- >"Bauxite has your eyes, Anonymous."
- >She turns back to her baby - YOUR baby - and gazes down at her with what passes for loving adoration for an emotionless woman like Maud.
- >"Two brilliant emeralds glinting in the morning sun. They aren't gray like rocks, but I like them anyway."
- >She slowly reaches out a finger and gently boops little Bauxite on the nose, making her squirm.
- >"I like them a lot."
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