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Seokjin decisively opened the door and walked into his son's room. The space was softly illuminated by the early morning sun streaming in through the thin curtains on the windows.
His steps sounded delicately on the wooden floor as he walked across the room to the big bed. On the wide mattress there were plush sheets and a head of brown, shiny hair peeked from underneath them, falling softly on the pillow. The sleeping boy was breathing evenly and quietly. Seokjin petted the smooth locks, making them glisten in the light. A soft whimper came from under the covers, making him smile. He slid his hand down the resting body to the prominent swell in the middle of it.
Seokjin’s son, Jungkook, has just now passed the fourth month mark of his pregnancy, making his tummy, and his parents' child inside it, grow every day. It had been sixteen weeks since the day Jungkook lost his virginity to his own father and got his womb bred thoroughly. Seokjin still felt a little hot when he remembered witnessing the teen’s heat.
Jungkook had been such a pliant, obedient omega ever since that day. He worked so hard to be a good breeding bitch for his parents. He deserved an award for his behaviour.
“Good morning, my perfect sweethearts.”
Seokjin pulled the sheets off his son, the soft fabric making a ruffling sound, exposing the sleeping teen’s body, bare safe for a pair of tiny panties. Seokjin’s palms skidded across the exposed skin of the supple thighs to settle on top of the bulging tummy. Jungkook’s baby bump was of a considerable size, the pup growing big and strong. Such a good omega, his womb was a perfect breeding environment. Seokjin hovered over the swelling belly and kissed the smooth skin. He left behind a path of wet marks as he moved down towards the hemline of the tiny underwear across Jungkook’s hips.
Jungkook moaned quietly, but didn’t wake, as his mother pulled the garment off his legs. Seokjin felt around his son’s hipbones and thighs, now so much softer to the touch and with a healthy, thick layer of fat. The pregnancy gave him such nice, delectable curves. Seokjin continued his journey of kisses and when he reached Jungkook's pussy, his breath hitched, having smelled a familiar scent underneath the heavy sweetness of the pregnant omega.
Seokjin pulled back and grabbed Jungkook’s knees, pushing them apart. He gasped out loud at the view of his son’s exposed pussy. It was beautiful and pink, folds like rose petals. They surrounded Jungkook’s slutty hole and Seokjin was familiar with the view of it twitching needily, so painfully empty. This morning, however, there was a pretty, pink jewel peeking out of it, a sign of a plug nestled deep inside. Around the jewel there were still traces of glistening white, scattered like pearls on the blushed skin. Seokjin felt a wave of heat pass through him and he scrambled off the bed, tugging his clothes off.
When he got back on the bed, he positioned himself between Jungkook’s thighs, facing the pussy straight on. He didn’t waste a second and dived in, reaching with his tongue to taste the white beads. Seokjin keened at the bittersweet taste of his husband semen, still kept warm by the body heat of their son. Seokjin lapped his tongue greedily, cleaning off every single drop around the base of the plug.
Namjoon always called Seokjin his cumslut and he was right. Seokjin was very much in tune with his omega nature and adored every way of getting his alpha’s cum, either on him or better yet, inside him. It’s not that Namjoon had ignored his mate ever since he got their son pregnant, Seokjin was very happy with how tight the relationships in their family had grown since the breeding. He was also a bit of a voyeur, excited to watch Namjoon fuck his own offspring senseless, while having him carry another one inside his womb. But the fact remained that Seokjin had now to share his alpha with another and he didn’t get to play with him as often as he was used to.
Seokjin got really excited then when he realised that Namjoon had left Jungkook a gift during the night, probably right before he went to work. He was such a good alpha, ensuring that he kept the bred omega full and happy, even when he was away. Maybe he even fucked Jungkook while he was asleep, not waking him up, just straight up taking him as he saw fit. Seokjin shuddered at the thought, now fully turned on.
Having cleaned the whole expanse of his son’s exposed cunt, Seokjin prodded at the base of the plug, causing the teen to squirm a little. It must be one of the bigger toys, if even touching it jostled his insides. Seokjin smiled and moved to focus the ministrations of his tongue on Jungkook’s clit. He kept his hands on the stretched out thighs and felt the muscles flex along with his licks.
When Seokjin started sucking on the little bud, he felt the body stirr and the whimpers got louder. Seokjin saw his son’s head turn on the pillow, but he remained asleep.
Seokjin sat up on the bed still facing Jungkook and his exposed pussy, stretching his own legs open. When he looked down, he saw his own hole glisten with slick. He pooled a little bit of it on his hands and with the wet fingers he stroked Jungkook’s clit a few times, mixing their wetness together. He then grabbed the jeweled base of the plug and pulled slowly.
“Ah, ah!”
Seokjin looked up, his grip still on the plug and tugging. Jungkook opened his eyes, but kept his gaze on the ceiling for a moment, disoriented. Only after a second his eyes found his mother’s and he smiled sleepily. He squealed again, when he felt the plug stretch his tight walls.
“Hello to you too, Kookie.” Seokjin smiled, focusing his attention on the toy again.
It soon popped out of the hole, freeing the wave of thick semen that it had been holding inside. Seokjin dived in fast, trying to catch it on his tongue, but it quickly trickled around his lips. Seokjin swallowed a few big gulps and then held one of them in his mouth. He pushed up, his hands around Jungkook’s head and leaned in, smashing their lips together. Jungkook opened his mouth, surprised, and felt his mother push the thick gallop of cum inside his mouth. The omegas groaned in unison as their tongues slid together, mouths full of semen of their alpha. Seokjin grinded down on his son’s crotch, feeling the quickly cooling cum stick to his pussy lips.
Seokjin pulled away from Jungkook’s face, letting drops mixed with saliva fall down on it. Jungkook swallowed the lot of cum he had received and obediently stuck his tongue out to catch the rest of what his mother spat into him. When he had, he licked his lips, closing his eyes and reveling in the feeling.
“Hello, mommy.” He said quietly, when his eyelids fluttered open again.
Seokjin smiled down at him and pecked him on the cheek. He then backed away to his previous position in front of Jungkook’s hole, where most of the cum had already trickled out. He tried to gather as much of it as he could and leaned back on one arm, using the other to push the cum into his own pussy. With the combined semen and slick, pushing his fingers up his vagina was easy and he quickly fingered himself with three fingers. He threw his head back at the feeling.
Jungkook observed his mother’s pleasure and reached down to his own pussy, resting the other on his round stomach. He tried to push his fingers inside his hole, but he couldn’t bend while laying down and with his stomach in the way.
“Mom,” he cried out after a while of unsuccessful tries. ”Mom, I’m empty.”
Seokjin moved closer to his son, kneeling with his legs open wide and continued to pump his hole with one hand, but with the other he reached towards Jungkook’s pussy. He easily pushed in two fingers inside, turning them upwards and violently massaging the spongy flesh. Jungkook held his thighs open with his hands now, but continued wailing.
“More, mom! Please, more!”
Jungkook had spent the last hours stretched out on the big plug and with a big load of cum inside his walls, two fingers just weren’t enough. Seokjin pulled his digits out and covered his whole hand in the mix of semen and slick pouring out of the hole. He curled his hand into a fist and slowly pushed back in.
The view was beautiful. The folds of Jungkook’s pussy stretched obscenely, swallowing the fingers and then slowly, slowly, the entire fist. Seokjin groaned at the hot, tight feeling around his hand and Jungkook screamed out, burying his hands in the scrambled sheets.
“Fuck, yes! Full, full, full, mom!”
Seokjin started to move his fist back and forth, grinding against Jungkook's g-spot at all times now. It was incredible, just how much this small body could fit inside, no, demand it. The little omega was a perfect slut.
Jungkook started rocking himself on the fist too, pushing it deeper inside himself until he felt it prod at his cervix and he screamed out, twisting and turning from the sensation. Seokjin’s eyes went impossibly wide at the realisation. He pulled out the hand from inside of himself and placed it on top of Jungkook’s tummy, leaving slick marks behind.
The cervix has closed to protect the womb, but it was still the closest thing Seokjin could get to being close to his child inside it. Seokjin carefully unfurled one finger and moved it so he could massage the tight ring.
“Such a good omega, my fucking god. Can’t wait to open this up again, huh? Wanna give birth already? I know you do, such a perfect bitch for mommy, growing your own brother for me and daddy in your slutty, slutty womb…”
Jungkook wailed at the sensation and the dirty words. He felt an orgasm coiling inside him, but even earlier than that he felt wet drops falling on the exposed skin of his torso. Seokjin moaned loudly when he saw thin streams of white liquid slide down the swell of Jungkook’s stomach and the pair of his small omega tits. Some of it fell on Seokjin’s palm and he pulled it to his lips to taste the sweetness.
“Such a good boy, leaking for me just how we trained. Such a good breeding and milking bitch, aren’t you?”
The “yes!” choked up Jungkook’s throat when his mother leaned over and put his lips around one of the nipples. He synched his sucking to the rhythm of his hand, still abusing the poor pussy with his fist.
Jungkook screamed and his back arched as his climax hit him with a full force. He grabbed at his swollen belly hopelessly and powerfully squeezed his mother’s hand with his pussy walls.
Seokjin enjoyed the flow of milk, so much stronger in the middle of the teen’s orgasm. It was delightful. He continued to fist Jungkook light throughout his high, milking his pussy and his titty.
When Jungkook’s breath eventually slowed down and he laid limply on the bed, petting his stomach mindlessly, Seokjin pulled off his son and stepped off the bed. He crouched down and opened the bedside cabinet, pulling a pair of plastic bottles and a box with contraption of tubes around them. They had begun training Jungkook’s little udders with handheld pumps, but since then they invested in automatic ones. Seokjin put the circular parts around Jungkook’s nipples, having cleaned them up with his tongue. He pushed a few buttons on the box and the pumps whirred to life, pulling at Jungkook’s nipples with force.
“There you go, baby. Not gonna waste a drop, are we? Daddy will like a taste when he gets home.” Seokjin cooed and observed for a while how the milk slowly dripped into the bottles.
Jungkook mewled loudly at the sensation. He loved milking, he felt like a proper broodmare then, and ever since his parents started training his tits they stopped hurting, getting all the built up milk out regularly. Of course, he liked when his daddy or mommy did it with their own mouths the most, but there was something wonderfully humiliating about a senseless machine doing it.
“Good little omega. Now, help mommy out, I didn’t come yet.”
Seokjin helped Jungkook set himself back up on the pillows and then climbed his chest, careful not to interrupt the milking process. He kneeled around Jungkook’s shoulders, pushing his dripping wet cunt into his face.
Jungkook didn’t have to be told twice. He grabbed his mother’s juicy buttocks and pulled the body closer to his mouth. He started lapping with his tongue at the folds and the fat, protruding clit. With one hand he reached underneath and found the pussy hole, plunging two fingers inside it. Jungkook fingerfucked his mother and sucked passionately. He switched between simply pumping the fingers and scissoring them and stretching the walls.
“Fuck, yeah, baby, that’s right. You’re a good mommy’s toy.” Seokjin wheezed out, bracing his hands on the bed’s headrest. When Jungkook began forcefully jabbing at his g-spot, he ground down on his son’s lips, driving a loud kewl out of him.
Seokjin looked down and saw Jungkook looking up at him, the expression fucked out, lips glued to his clit and nose pushed into his fat pussy lips. Sucking hard at the same pussy he came out of 18 years ago. He looked so eager to please and with an especially hard suck Seokjin came, shaking his thighs and trying to hold himself up on the headrest not to crush Jungkook.
Jungkook let go of the sensitive bud and opened his mouth wide just in time to catch the stream of watery slick that Seokjin squirted out. He quickly swallowed around it and the rest splashed his whole face, neck and chest. The pair of omegas wheezed together, chests rising and falling in quick successions, trying to catch breath.
When Seokjin felt strong enough he carefully raised his leg and turned away, plopping tiredly next to Jungkook. “Thank you, sweetheart,” he managed to whisper out after a while.
Jungkook sent him a weak, but content smile. “Of course, mom. Anything.”
Seokjin hummed and reached out to place his palm on Jungkook’s baby bump, now covered in various fluids. The room was quiet, safe for the steady electronic whirr of the breast pumps. The bottles had gathered a considerable amount of milk inside them and the stream was slowly thinning out.
Seokjin looked up into Jungkook’s eyes. “You’re really perfect, you know? Such a good little omega. You’re glowing, too.”
“Pregnancy suits me.” Jungkook grinned shyly, blushing.
Seokjin scooted over and touched his son’s forehead with his. “It does. I’m so proud of you, baby.”
Jungkook closed his eyes and laid his hand on top of his mother’s, joining them together on his swollen belly. He loved his family so much.