Incest/Taboo Miracle Cream

"Well, you are going to fuck my wife; seems a fair trade," Zack said aloofly.

"Did I once say I was going to fuck you, Alice?" Cory asked, glaring at Zack.

"No, you have not; you didn't actually agree to anything yet," Alice admitted, falling onto the bed as tears began to form.

"What?!" Zack uttered, spinning back towards his wife, wondering what he had done.

"No, you asshole, I hadn't agreed to shit, oh, but now, oh yes, I'm going to make her howl, believe it, shit stain. Now get the fuck out," shoving past Zack, "unless you want to watch how much your wife is going to love my cock," Cory said evilly as he peered back at the man.

"You're really going to give me a baby?" Alice asked with hope in her voice as she stared up at Cory.

"Oh yeah, by the time your ovulation is over, you'll be carrying my baby, see now you've heard me agreeing to it, now begone asswipe," Cory said, shooing Zack out of the room. "How about we go take a shower and get this road funk off of us, hmm?" Cory hummed as he held out his hand to her.

"I never thought you could cheat on me, Zack; you knew I was only doing this for us, not because I wanted to. Now, knowing you willingly and knowingly jeopardized ours and Cory's relationship now, I can go through with this with a clear head and an eager fucking pussy for that huge cock of his. Now get out!" Alice snapped. "At least there's a man here that can do what you cannot?!" she spat. Was it a low blow? Yes, yet at that moment, she wanted to hurt him just as much as Zack had hurt her. "Come, Cory, a shower does sound nice; you can get my pussy stretched out for the main event in it," Alice said, leading Cory into their bathroom by his hand.

"Oh, shit, Cory, be gentle; I've never had one as big as you before," Alice panted, her breasts pressed against the glass door of her shower. "Oh, God, you're so deep," she moaned as Cory slowly pumped his cock into her to ease her into the transition of having something so large in her.

"There are four more inches to go," Cory said sinfully, reaching around and gently rubbing her clit to loosen up the deeper parts of her sex in her arousal. He just smirked at the unintelligible groan she released as he inched another two inches into her. "Think you can handle the last two, or are you at your limit? I don't want to hurt you, no matter how pissed I am at those two at the moment."

"Let me try Cory, let me feel all of you," Alice groaned out in lust. "God, it's like you're inside my stomach..." Only to have her eyes roll into the back of her head as Cory withdrew and thrusted his hips into her. Feeling her nectar coating his rod with each glide as he gradually moved faster and faster. Before long, Cory was holding true to his boast as Alice was howling out in want. Begging for Cory to fuck her pussy, to let her feel what his cock could do to her tight thirty-five-year-old pussy. She knew the moment her pussy felt Cory's cock, Zack would never measure up again. Sure she might have been in the wrong to suck his cock in his car, yet were they not going to be doing more once they reached the hotel and the rest of the week. Feeling Cory's hands on her breasts as she had the most intense orgasm she's ever had surging out from around Cory's cock. "Do you like them, Cory?" Alice asked, whimpering as he fondled them as he stretched out her pussy like never before.

"Got to say, Alice, never thought they'd feel this good," Cory admitted.

"And my pussy... does it please you?" Alice asked shyly, hoping the man that was going to give her, her first child did find her body pleasurable.

"God, you're so tight; I don't know how much longer I can hold out," Cory grunted.

"Do it inside of me; I want to feel your swimmers seeking out my egg," Alice pleaded, hoping that it took. Gasping as she felt the torrent of his hot cum flooding her womb, overfilling it to the brim. As she stood there leaning against the shower wall with Cory's cum pouring out of her pussy. The wiggling tails of his sperm cells swam around, looking for the egg, finding that shining heavenly light as those millions of swimmers converged upon it. As they were showering deep within Alice's womb while she was smiling seductively at Cory as he was playing with her soapy breasts, her fertilized egg split into two. Her naked ass bounced as she led Cory out to the bed. They had gotten a room with two beds since they hoped that this would happen. "Can you eat pussy, Cory?"

"Yeah, but don't know how good I am, but haven't had any complaints, though," Cory answered as he exited the bathroom after her.

"Then lay down; I want to feel your lips on my pussy while I suck your cock. I don't know if I'm pregnant yet, with the amount of cum you unloaded into me in the shower, but if I'm not, then I know once this week is over, I will be," Alice said sinfully as she peered over at him.

Meanwhile, back in Dayana's and Cory's hotel room...

Dayana was currently sobbing into her legs as she had pulled them up to her chest as she sat naked on their bed. Smelling the soap drifting off her skin as her sniffling filled the air as she pondered why she had done what she had done. She knew Cory had been telling the truth about how that woman just jumped on his cock, since she could see it in his eyes. Also, knowing if he was a cheater, Cory wouldn't have been passing up all her friends who had thrown themselves at him, which he had rightly turned down. So then, why did she do it with Zack in the first place? She knew the reason, jealousy and anger. Both were very bad habits with her, she knew that.

Then the thought of Alice popped into her mind, only making her wrap her arms around her legs tighter, knowing she might have ended their friendship because she was possessive of Cory. While she wasn't saying, that was an okay reason to do what she did, yet Cory made her feel... special, far different than any other man she's been with. Beating her head against her knees at how stupid she had acted, praying that they could move past this. While Cory might have had some strange woman's pussy on his cock, that he didn't ask for, she was the one that willingly fucked Zack in her fit of revenge. Her hand moved out on its own accord as her cell phone rang on the bed.

"Hello?" Dayana answered weakly with a sniff.

"Honey, you nor Cory called me; I was starting to get worried?! Dayana, what's wrong? Why are you crying? What happened? Where's Cory?!" Celeste asked, starting to hyperventilate as the night on that beach months ago flared in her mind.

"I think I fucked up," Dayana admitted, breaking down into another fit of sobbing. Hearing Zoe's voice in the background as she was asking what was going on.

"What do you mean you think you fucked up? What happened, Dayana?"

"I... I... fucked Zack."

"You what!" Zoe howled over the line.

"I don't know what came over me, we were sitting in this traffic jam, and I saw this woman half-dressed getting out of this SUV that was beside Cory's car and just threw open his door and started to fuck him..."

"That asshole!"

"I started to feel my jealousy rising and my anger at the sight of it. So I thought, how would Cory like it if I fucked someone else, and well, that's when I fucked Zack. When we got to the hotel, we had it out, and I told him I saw him with that bitch and then showed him my cum stained underwear. Told him if he was going to fuck around, so would I. Told him to get his head out of his ass and stop thinking with his dick. Then he throws down his phone onto the bed, telling me to look at all the texts from my friends begging him for a chance to ride his cock, which he told me to pay close attention to his replies and ask him again if he was thinking with his cock."

"So, where's Cory now?"

"I... don't know," Dayana lied. She knew where he was; Zack had stopped by to offer his apologies for overstepping his bounds with her. He had been under the impression that Cory had agreed to it and thought it was a fair trade, only to find out he hadn't, and he had officially cheated on his wife. So he was going to go and see if there was any way he could make this up to Alice. She didn't know what was going to happen to them as friends, and she certainly didn't know what was going to happen with her and Cory.

"Well, what Cory did was... bad, but you didn't help matters, Dayana. Doesn't this man have a wife?"

"Yes," Dayana said weakly as she buried her face deeper into her legs.

"Didn't you think this would break them up?" Zoe's question rang in her ear.

"No, since Cory would be sleeping with Alice," Dayana admitted softly.

"Wait, wait, we're missing something here, Dayana; why would Cory be sleeping with this woman in the first place. Did you just lie to me about where Cory was?" Celeste chimed in.

"Sorry, Mom," Dayana said in that child-like voice when they knew they did wrong.

"So, tell me, why is this woman going to be fucking my son?" Celeste's voice got a hard edge to it.

"She wants to have a baby, and Zack can't give her one, so she asked Cory if he would..."

"What!" Celeste and Zoe shouted. "Please, please tell me Cory didn't agree to this?!"

"Not at first..."

"Oh, God, please tell me he isn't fucking her right this second?! Dayana, how could you let him do this!" Celeste roared when Dayana remained mute. "Of all the irresponsible things the two of you could have done!"

"Mom, you know the first time he cums in her, if she's ovulating, he is so going to knock her up."

"You're not helping, Zoe?! Dayana, please tell me this woman isn't ovulating?!"

"Umm..."

"Oh, God!" Celeste groaned as she fell into the seat of one of the kitchen chairs. "Do you know what this is going to mean for Cory?!"

"It won't mean anything for Cory; they've removed any responsibility from him..."

"What about us!" Dayana was a little taken aback by her sister's words. "What if we wanted to see Cory's babies? Did you even think about that?!"

"Alice said Cory could see the baby any time he wanted to," Dayana said, lifting her head up when there came a pounding on the door. "Hold on." Setting her phone down, and snatching the hotel robe off the chair, and quickly donned it. Peering through the peephole and seeing Cory standing out in the hallway, her heart raced as Alice stood behind him. "Cory..." Cory didn't say a word as he pushed past her, only to feel the slap on her right cheek from Alice.

"I should thank you, Dayana; I was having mixed feelings about sleeping around on my husband. You certainly eased those thoughts. Now I can safely say by the time we leave, Cory will have me bowlegged and pregnant. If he hasn't already gotten me pregnant with the amount of cum he pumped into my pussy. Maybe if me and Zack split, I'll take Cory off your hands. I wouldn't mind riding something that big for the rest of my life," Alice said, allowing her hurt to find its way into her words. "See you tomorrow Cory; I'm certainly looking forward to having you back inside of me now that you've loosened up my pussy," she said, blowing him a kiss before walking back to her own hotel room.

Dayana slowly closed the door as she hung her head in shame. Feeling her tears welling up in her eyes as she did. Praying that she hadn't ruined her relationship with Cory as she turned back towards him. Seeing him looking oddly down at her phone as their mother and Zoe were screaming out his name once they heard the door shut.

"Cory Dilan Miller, you answer me right this fucking second!" Celeste shouted, growing red in the face that her son hadn't responded to her.

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Don't you dare take that tone with me, young man!"

"I'll do what I wish when I wish it! What'cha going to do from all the way there, huh?"

"Cory, I know your hurt and angry at Dayana, yet you're just as responsible for what you did with that woman in the SUV." Cory looked to his sister, who nodded that she had told them everything. "Did you tell this woman to stop, that you had a girlfriend? Or did you say nothing and allow this woman to ride you?"

"Hard to say shit when the woman just pounces on you so fast that you don't know what the fuck is happening?!" Cory stated, trying to explain his side of it.

"But are your hands not working? Did you go brain-dead at the feel of this woman's pussy? Did you?"

"Well... no..."

"Then you could have uttered the words for her to stop, but you didn't, did you?"

"I... no," Cory sighed, knowing his anger was mostly at himself for letting it happen in the first place.

"I'm not saying Dayana isn't in the wrong too for what she did, but you're just as equally to blame for it as well. So are you saying you want to open up your relationship to other people so then you both won't feel like you're cheating on each other? Because baby, if you are, you know there are a great many women that will want and thoroughly enjoy that..."

"Over my fucking dead body!" Dayana chimed in; she could see that Cory was equally appalled at the idea of doing what their mother was mentioning.

"See, son, Dayana still loves you very much; if she didn't, she wouldn't have said that; she would have jumped at the chance to get some strange or continued on with your breakup. Now I'm not saying the two of you don't have a lot to work out, but you two must realize that you both are in the wrong in this. Cory, you need to work on not waving that dick around and saying no, and Dayana, you need to get your jealousy and anger in check. Otherwise, you will just push Cory out of this relationship you have going on. Now I'm not saying it will be easy, it certainly won't be given how you're friends with these people. If you remain friends with them. And if there is a baby, you better stay friends! You hear me, Cory! I want to see my grandbaby if there is to be one!"

"What did you tell them?" Cory asked, looking at Dayana.

"Everything," Dayana answered weakly.

"Is my pussy not good enough for a baby, Cory!" Zoe chimed in.

"What?!" Cory stammered.

"Zoe!" Celeste and Dayana gasped at Zoe's words.

"Well, is it not good enough?! Is Cassy's not good enough? Are we not good enough to carry a child? You certainly don't have a problem with breeding this woman we never met. Why not us? You've known us longer than this woman, so why is it that I'm not being knocked up! Huh! Huh!"

"Zoe, we'll discuss this later..."

"Please, Mom, like you aren't currently trying to get Cory to knock you up," Zoe uttered, with a roll of her eyes at her mother's shocked expression. "Did you think your talk with Dad was all that quiet? I heard everything, Mom. I know you went off your birth control and how you're making Cory always cum inside you. But I want it too! It's not fair that this woman gets a baby out of Cory. Am I not your slut Cory?"

"Yeah..." Cory muttered, yet his mind was just reeling at what his sister was saying to him. Wondering why his mother was trying to get pregnant and for what purpose.

"Then shouldn't you be filling up your sluts with all that cum, and putting babies in us, me? I'm not saying right now, but the moment I'm out of college, I want that baby?!"

"Cory. I'm sorry," Dayana said, stepping up to him as he just stared down at her phone on the bed as Zoe and their mother argued with one another. "I shouldn't have done that, yet the moment I saw that woman, my jealousy just took over. I know it was wrong to do that with Zack, and I pray that I haven't ruined their marriage because if you were just some other guy like I've dated before, I probably wouldn't have given two shits what they did. However, the way I feel about you, something in me just gets possessive of you, and the thought of another woman that I'm not okay with touching you just sets my ire on fire. At the time, I had thought you had agreed to do that for Alice; I should have known you hadn't given your reaction to it. I'm sorry if my actions forced you to do that when you might not have wanted to. But please, don't give up on me, please don't leave me for my stupid one-time mistake; I don't know if I could ever take seeing you with another woman if you did," she spoke low, so only Cory would hear as her lip trembled, hoping and praying that she hadn't thrown away their relationship.

"Okay, I might not have told that woman to stop, but I didn't seek her out..."

"I understand that, Cory, but you still cheated, as did I," Dayana cut in.

"Sorry, thought I was a better person than that," Cory sighed as he hung his head, watching how Dayana bent down and told their mother goodbye before switching off her phone.

"It's okay; we all make mistakes, as I did as well; we just have to work through them together if you still want to be my boyfriend," Dayana said, inching closer to him.

"Did you even orgasm with him?"

"No," shaking her head, "I could barely feel him; you've stretched me out so much my pussy hasn't returned to its original size it once was before you took me as your slut," Dayana said, lightly pressing her chest against his. "Do you think we could... maybe just go somewhere and get dinner and talk this over? I know I said some words that really hurt you, and I'm sorry for that, but I was really hurt."

"Okay, yeah, I can understand that," Cory muttered, ruffling his hair and remembering how he was when he found out about Alex and her cheating ways. He was just so stunned; he never thought that he would do what he did on the interstate, no less. Yet she, too, had fucked someone, knowingly; that was a tad different from some random woman just jumping on his pole out of the blue. Nonetheless, cheating was cheating no matter how it happened. He had to admit to himself he was just at fault as Dayana was. "Have you done this before?"

"What?! No! Never, I was just so fucking mad at you that I wasn't thinking straight. All I could think about was getting even with you to show you how it felt when I saw that woman with you," Dayana said emphatically. "Not once have I done so like I used to do with my ex. But you know why I was doing that, and every day since I've been with you, I haven't looked back. You know I only go to parties now if only you're with me. You know how often I shot down men trying to worm me away from you. Just like I now know how you've been shooting down my friends who apparently don't have a problem with fucking me over just to get a ride out of this," she said low, watching his eyes as her hand lightly caressed Cory's manhood. "I'm sorry I said you were thinking with your dick; those texts clearly shows me you have not been. Can you forgive me?"

"Don't know, I left Alex for only cheating on me once that I knew about... but I'm in the wrong too... the question is, can you?"

"If you can overlook my mistake, I can overlook yours," Dayana said firmly. "So, can we go to dinner?" Her heart leaped in her chest at Cory's nod. "I'll be quick, just need to freshen up," she whispered, placing a quick peck on his lips before bounding off to the bathroom.

It was lunchtime on that hot, sunny Monday afternoon as Cory and Dayana were lounging under the shade of the umbrella of the table at the little café they had stopped to have lunch at after their window shopping. While both were still angry with what had happened yesterday, however, neither would bring it up since they knew they both were at fault. So they tried to work on shoring up their trust in one another. Each hoped that neither would seek the exit. As much as Dayana wanted Cory to take her on their hotel bed, she knew it was just too soon for that. She would rather work on their relationship that she helped to harm than get fucked into the mattress. Neither had seen hide nor hair of Zack or Alice since last night. Dayana did hope that Zack was working his tail off to get Alice to forgive him. She knew she, too, would have to work for Alice's forgiveness. She never wanted to hurt their friendship like that, she knew she had to work on her anger issues, and she was determined not to make the same mistake twice.

"So, what do you want..." Cory's question was cut off as some arrogant jerk he took that was using the summer off from his college to hang out on the beach just leaned on the table without the decency of an introduction.

"Hey, babe," the man said in a suave tone, reaching out and rubbing strands of Dayana's hair between the pads of his fingers. Only to have it ripped out of his grip as Dayana jerked her head away.

"Excuse fucking you?! Do you just go around touching women unwantedly, huh? Do you think every fucking woman wants your fucking hands on them, well?" Dayana asked testily as she glared at the man.

"Aw, relax, babe; how about we go somewhere, and we get to know one another really well," the man said, not taking no for an answer. Arching an eyebrow at how Dayana just belted out in laughter at the absurdity of his proposal.

"You stroll over here, interrupting my lunch date with my boyfriend, have the nerve to touch me unwantedly, and think - Think! - I'm just going to go off and fuck you?! Are you fucking stupid?!" Dayana spat as her voice was rising. Noting how Cory was enjoying the show since he knew she could handle herself. "Tell you what, whip it out, and let's see what you're working with, well come on, seeing how you think your time is more precious than my own, well, what'cha got. If it's bigger than my boyfriend's, I'll give it a go; come fucking on, I don't have all fucking day," she said, waving him on dismissively.

"What?!" the man stammered, clearly not thinking she would even say that.

"I said if you're fucking deaf as well as fucking stupid: whip it out if you think your man enough to just walk up to this table where I was having a wonderful lunch date with my boyfriend. That if your bigger than he is," pointing to Cory, "I might give it a go. Was that slow enough for your dull-witted mind to comprehend?" Dayana asked, noting the attention they had garnered.

"Him? Of course, I'm bigger..." Only to turn when Cory burst out in laughter.

"That's cute you thinking you're bigger than me; got to hand it to him; at least he hasn't broken out of character," Cory mused into his glass. "Take the fucking hint, dipshit; you're rude, arrogant, and fucking unwanted here. And in no way that tinny tiny dick is anywhere near comparable to my foot-long cock; now leave," he said, shooing the man off.

"I wouldn't even fucking feel you after all the nights, days, mornings I've ridden that dragon, so are you just going to stand there like a fucking idiot, or are you going to man up? If not, like my boyfriend said, leave," Dayana said, shooting daggers at the man. Jumping in her seat as the man slammed his hand down on the table with this look in his eye, her eyes went wide as Cory just leaped up from his chair and landed a solid jab on the man's jaw. Noting how the man was shaking his head as he laid on the ground where he had fallen.

"You were asked, time and time again, to leave politely. You didn't. You upset my girlfriend when we were trying to enjoy our day," another punch connected to the man's jaw, "you put your hands on my girl when she didn't want it; next time, learn to fucking respect other people's space asshole or the next time I see you, I'll do to you what I did to the three I put down the last time, get me?" Cory spoke harshly as he glared murderously down at the man. Looking to his left as Dayana took hold of his hand.

"Cory let's just get out of here; this asshole isn't worth it," Dayana said, extremely turned on at that moment. Seeing how he handed their waiter forty dollars and told the man to keep the change for their half-eaten meal. Pulling Cory around the corner of the restaurant towards where he had parked his car. As they drove past with Cory doing everything he could to keep his car on the road, those that were watched didn't see Dayana beside him; no, she was currently in Cory's lap as they went off to enjoy their day.

Twilight had long since fallen as Cory and Dayana strolled along the beach that sat next to the hotel they were staying at. Alice was currently recuperating from the fucking Cory had given her a little over an hour ago. Dayana had purposely changed into her yoga shorts, hoping she could fulfill her fantasy with Cory since none of her former boyfriends would ever come to the beach with her. Looking shyly around when there wasn't enough lighting to give them away. Detaching herself from Cory and unfurled her towel through the air as it came to gently rest on the sand.

"Cory," looking around quickly and noting his perplexed look as she eased down her yoga shorts, "fuck me, right here on the beach, please; I've always wanted to have hot beach sex," Dayana said, kneeling before him, her hand rubbing along his groin to get his cock aroused for her. "I would have asked you the last time we were at the beach, but you were hurt, and I didn't want to push myself on you. Please, will you help me fulfill this fantasy with me?" she asked as the ocean breeze lifted her blonde hair off her back as she peered up at him.

"Here?!"

"Mmmhmm," Dayana hummed as she nodded.

"Alright, but we better be quick; I don't want to get arrested," Cory spoke, wiggling out of his shorts with Dayana's help.

Dayana's finger beckoned to him as her ass rested on her towel. Spreading her legs as Cory got to his knees. Gasping in want as his tongue moved over her hot mound. Loving how that muscle felt as it moved along her labia in the intimacy that it knew of her body. Falling back onto her towel, her hand held Cory's face to her pussy, just loving how it just tickled her vulva.

"Oh, baby, yes, right there, Cory," Dayana moaned softly as the sounds of the waves rolled over their bodies as the night grew long. Arching her back, her breasts jiggled beneath her shirt as she came upon his tongue. Her eyes held a satisfied sultry light in them as Cory crawled up her body. Her fingers brushed along his cheek while her left hand reached down and guided his cock into her hot, wet heat. Her mouth hung open as he inched deeper into her sex, yet no sound came forth.

She knew she couldn't moan and plead like she normally did, not when they were so exposed. She wanted to share this with Cory, not get them both locked up because of it. Wrapping her legs around him as his slow rhythm was making her wetter and wetter than any of the men she had dated before. Kissing her brother passionately as he made slow sweet love to her, knowing it was a safe day hence why she was forgoing a condom. Moaning loudly into his mouth as she came hard on his cock, her hot cream painting his rod with every stroke. Breathing heavily as Cory fondled her breasts through her shirt as she gave her body to her man. Quickly wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him into her, holding him tightly against her as his cum flooded her womb. "Thank you, baby, this was magical as I thought it would be," she whispered into his neck as Cory panted into her left shoulder.

Wednesday, the day of the car show...

Cory was giving his '69 429 Mustang Mach 1 R-code Cobra Jet a quick wipe down with one of his clean terry towels that always traveled with the car. Dayana was making sure the interior was pristine before the judges made their rounds. Whose cheeks were heating as Cory was slyly checking her out in the blue bikini top she had worn that day. Feeling the growing sun on the back of her thighs as her short blue jean shorts clung tightly to her ass as she was bent over, showing off the string of her bottoms as they rested high on her hips.

"Cory, can we talk?" Zack asked politely as Cory was lifting up the hood of his car to show off the motor.

"What is it, Zack?" Cory spoke, keeping his anger from his voice as he turned to look at him.

"Listen, I overstepped my bounds of friendship with you and Dayana, and for that, I am truly sorry. Yet when Dayana came on to me, I just let it go to my head; it's not often a man like me," gesturing to his nerdy body, "is hit on by a woman as attractive as Dayana is. I just let it go to my male ego. I'm hoping in time, you can forgive my lapse of judgment. No matter how much Alice and I wanted this baby, that was no way for me to act carte blanche with Dayana in the manner that we did. After you showed up Sunday night at the door and when you said you hadn't even agreed to help us then and afterwards, I'm sorry if your anger towards me caused you to do something you weren't ready for. I'm hoping we all can still be friends," Zack said, holding out his hand toward Cory.

Cory looked down at his extended hand as Alice's moans, pleas, begging, howls, curses, the taste of her sex on his tongue, and the way his cock felt in her mouth played out in his mind. Looking over at Dayana, who stood/leaned on the top of the passenger door, knowing he had done a whole lot more with Alice than what she and Zack had done. "Sure, Zack," Cory said; if Dayana was willing to forgive him, then he had to be willing to forgive her and Zack.

"I know Alice will be happy to hear that," Zack stated, shaking Cory's hand. "She's going to want you to come around a lot if or when we learn the news."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, man, she might not be all too happy with Dayana and me right now, but I know in time she'll welcome her back. After all, it was you two that gave us this chance to be parents. We're planning on heading out after the show; Alice has to pull a morning shift tomorrow; I know you might not want to talk to me right now, but please let us know you two got back, okay, whenever you do. Well, I'll let the two of you get ready; I hope your car does well in the show," Zack said, nodding to Dayana, who returned his sentiment as he went back to where his car was on display.

"Can you watch the car while I go use the restroom?" Cory asked, looking over to his sister, who nodded. Unaware that he had a shadow tailing him as he walked towards the rows of porta-johns the event planners had ordered for the day. Looking back when someone's hand caught the door as he was closing it, only to find Alice peering at him with a wide grin on her lips.

"I need another load in me since we're leaving in a few hours; the one in this morning wasn't enough; I want to make sure all those swimmers find their new home," Alice said lustfully as she stepped into the porta-john and locked the door. Playing with herself as she watched him relieve himself. "You liked being in my pussy didn't you, Cory?" she asked in a sinful tone as he worked himself hard.

"What can I say? It was a tight pussy," Cory stated with a cocky grin, knowing how much he had loosened it up. "How did Zack feel when he slipped inside."

"Could hardly feel him," Alice sighed as she sank down on his pole, riding him hard and fast, knowing they couldn't be gone for long. "God never thought I would be this kind of woman, yet I just love how your cock feels inside of me. Maybe later, if we want another baby, maybe you'd let me ride this big, hard thing all over again," she panted, knowing how her panties were going to be working overtime to soak up his sperm. She just never knew any man to produce as much as he did. Not that she was complaining, it just made sure she would indeed get pregnant.

"As long as you let me play with these wonderous things," Cory retorted as he rolled Alice's breasts in his hands.

"God, just listen to how wet this cock makes my pussy; I'm so going to miss this," Alice sighed, knowing she would have to forgive Zack for his transgressions since she had been with another man for the past three days and four nights. "Cory, if Zack and I break up, and if you and Dayana don't work out, will you promise me that you'll at least give me a chance to show you how good I could be as your woman?" she asked, feeling the telltale signs that he was about to cum.

"Sure, don't mind having a beautiful woman bouncing on my cock, and you do look good with it stretching out your pussy," Cory said, spreading her ass cheeks and watching how her pussy just molded around his cock.

"Take a picture, Cory, so you'll remember this day, the day you conceived your first child," Alice panted, her thighs trembling as her third orgasm flared off. Hearing his phone firing off, still sitting on his lap with his cock lodged deep inside her as she pulled out wads of toilet paper from the roll to help soak up his cum. Letting him feel her up, biting her lip as he teased her nipples before sharing one last passionate kiss and walking out the door.

"No, for the last time, I'm not interested; now shoo," Dayana grumbled as the two late forties men wouldn't take no to her joining them in their hotel room as Cory ambled up.

"What's going on, gentlemen? Surely you can understand what no means, right? Or do we have to involve the police that you're harassing my girlfriend?" Cory asked, smirking cruelly as the two men scurried off with a quickness. "Seems what they say is true about flies, always drawn to the honey," he flirted, watching Dayana's face heat.

"Don't you start; these pervs are already undressing me with their eyes; I don't want to go giving them more to work with if my nipples are poking out my top," Dayana uttered in a playful tone as her hip bumped against his.

"So, has any judges been by yet?" Cory asked, looking around for them. Noting the sea of Mustangs from 1964 1/2 all the way up to the 2000 models that were the cut-off for the show.

"Not yet," Dayana said, shaking her head. "Cory?"

"Hmm?"

"I was thinking since they're leaving today, and you no longer have to do that for them. Maybe you'd like to have a romantic date with me tomorrow night?" Dayana inquired in a bashful tone as she twirled a strand of hair around her finger as she slyly glanced over at him.

"Sure, sounds nice; we'll see what's around after the show, okay?"

"Mmmhmm," Dayana hummed happily. Hoping that Alice was the last woman, not including Cory's sluts, that she had to share Cory with. Knowing in less than four weeks, their college semester would be starting, and she knew how hectic and stressful the first semester could be. So she knew days like today and all the rest since summer had started would be very hard to come by.

"Do you smell hotdogs?" Cory asked, looking around as his nose wiggled.

"I do, and they smell really good, too," Dayana said, scanning the area, wondering where it was coming from.

"Oh, that's Frank, he normally sets up a stand down that way, and you're not wrong; best hotdogs around," supplied the middle-aged man from the row across from him as he pointed in Frank's direction.

"Thanks," Dayana said with a friendly smile after she got a kiss from Cory and a twenty before she bounded off to get the two of them a snack and something to drink. Seeing the man nod as she ran off.

"That a '68 model?" the man asked, walking across the lane.

"'69, actually," Cory corrected.

"A Cobra Jet?! You don't see many of those anymore," the man whistled as he eyed the engine compartment.

"What's yours?" Cory asked curiously.

"A '67 Fastback, not as nearly as powerful as this car, but I still love it," the man said, leaning over to study the components without touching Cory's paint.

"Nice car," Cory praised as he turned to look at it. "Is it an original numbers car?"

"That it is, but I can see yours isn't since automatic transmissions didn't come with this car, so I take it you entered into the modification category?" the man inquired, peering back at Cory, who nodded.

"My friend Zack," fighting back the angry bite of his tongue when he said that, "he has a Super Cobra Jet; his is a numbers car," Cory informed him.

"How fast have you gotten this car up to?"

"110, but this baby drinks a lot of gas going that fast," Cory chuckled.

"I bet the gas tanks on these things weren't that big, to begin with; why I rarely take my Fastback out, yet you can't beat the feel of that V8 just throwing you back in your seat, can you?" the man asked, joining Cory in his mirth. "Hope you and your lady friend enjoy the show," he said before moving off as Dayana sauntered towards them with two sodas dangling between her fingers on her left hand and two dogs in the other.

"Here, baby," Dayana spoke in a loving tone as she held out his dog and drink to him.

"Hey, if you guys want to wander, you can; you don't need to be here when the judges come around," the polite man said as he was putting the finishing touches onto his presentation.

"You want to?" Cory asked after inhaling the last bite of his dog, seeing Dayana nodding as she wiped the chili from her lips.

"Hope you place well in the show, and thank you," Dayana said, waving politely to the man as they wandered off to view the cars in the show.

"You're quite welcome, Miss," the man said with a smile, returning her wave.

Dayana smiled happily at Cory as she slid her left hand into his right, gently squeezing his hand when their fingers interlocked as they ambled along, viewing the cars at their leisure. When they spotted the '80-style Mustangs, they just walked on. Even the '90s weren't their favorite when they came upon them. They weren't doubting that they were nice cars, just the body types weren't their thing. Dayana and Cory agreed it seemed in the late '70s was when Ford started to pull away from the image of what made a Mustang, a Mustang. They even had stopped by Zack's and Alice's car right before they were about to take off since the judges had already graded theirs (they came in fifth place) and were about to head back to Durham. Alice promised to keep Cory up-to-date with how the baby was whenever she had a checkup and promised to text him a picture of the ultrasound.

Alice and Dayana even came to a truce, given how Alice had been riding Cory's cock with gusto for the past three nights. Telling them once they learn the sex of the baby, they'll have a party, and Cory was mandated to be there, no ifs and or buts. What neither of them knew right then was that the egg that was implanted the first night had taken hold of Alice's uterine wall. Where the twins that had split from that one egg had started to make their home in their new residence for the next eight months and three weeks. However, once Cory and Dayana got back to his own car, he was not pleased with the results when his car placed seventh in the modification bracket of the show. Noting the list of things the judges didn't like and hated about his car. Which wasn't bad enough; he noted the hundreds of fingerprints all over the car. With Dayana's help, he had the car wiped down in ten minutes, removing the traces of their oily fingers. Wadding up the paper that held the results on it and tossed it into the back as he was set to go as Dayana buckled up.

"What do they know, baby? This car is awesome; you don't need some picky old men telling you that," Dayana said in a loving tone as she laid her hand over his before Cory fired up the engine. "Show those idiots what this pony can do," she encouraged once they had idled out to turn onto the road. Holding on as the rear end fishtailed slightly before leaving a hundred-foot streak of rubber on the road as they headed back to their Hotel room.

It was a little past one on that Friday afternoon as the rumble of Cory's car eased into the driveway of their home. Dayana leaned over, remembering the romantic candlelight dinner they had the night before, and passionately kissed Cory as they sat in the driveway. Her thumb lightly brushed along Cory's chin, gazing at him with such longing she hoped their little fuck up wouldn't come back to haunt them.

"I'll get the bucket and the soap," Dayana said softly as she rolled up the passenger window, knowing Cory was going to wash his car to get the salt off of it from its time near the ocean.​