Practicing on Sister
by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com
"Now watch closely," I said to the watching boys. "In a
second I'm going to cum inside your sister, and try to get her
pregnant; so I want you all to watch and see what to do when it's
your turn."
The three boys could only nod; and I barely caught that out
of the corner of my eye, as I concentrated on the little girl
squirming underneath me. "In a second," I repeated to Nana,
"I'm going to squirt that white stuff I told you about, that
makes babies, right up inside you, so you can feel what it's
like. When I do, I want you to squeeze my prick as hard as you
can, and milk all the sperm out of me, so you'll have a better
chance to catch, okay?"
Nana just groaned; rocking her hips against mine, while
digging her heels into my back the way I had taught her to.
The feel of my own daughter's tight little slit milking and
squeezing on my prick finally had the effect I knew it would. I
felt first a tingle, then a dribble, then finally a thick healthy
SQUIRT of cum ripple through the tube on the bottom of my prick,
and into the child's welcoming belly. "Oh God," I groaned.
"Here it comes, Honey. Daddy's making a baby in that cute little
tummy of yours. Fuck back, Honey... Fuck back at Daddy. Make
me cum."
With each grunt, I forced myself as far into the little girl
as I could, while my penis performed its intended purpose of
delivering my sperm inside a fertile female. Each healthy surge
of thick white cum squirting inside her felt incredible to me. I
don't know if Nana could feel each ejaculation; but she seemed
to react to my thrusts as if she did; grunting and moaning her
satisfaction in my ear, while squirming wildly against me. For
sure, the thought of carrying her own father's baby was not even
tempting her to pull away... Far from it in fact. With each
heavy blast of cum teeming with millions of sperm, Nana worked
to force herself even tighter against me, until it felt like I
was trying to work half my body into her tight little hole.
Finally I collapsed on top of my daughter; as the ability to
ejaculate any more left me. It was with some effort that I
managed to keep from falling asleep that way; but the knowledge
of the three watching boys kept me awake. I could barely groan
as I rolled off Nana's body; the sensation of my little girl's
incredibly tight little slit milking the final drops of semen out
of my prick as we pulled apart, almost giving me yet another
erection.
Nana groaned, too... in disappointment? Well, perhaps that
was only my fantasy. Still, she wasn't complaining.
"Now Chad," I barely managed to speak clearly, "it's your
turn. I want each of you three boys to practice what I just
showed you, so your sister can feel what it's like with different
guys. Since you're the oldest, you go first."
Chad looked down at where his little sister's cunny was
spread and oozing a tiny trickle of white; belying the enormous
gouts of sperm-containing cum I had left inside her. The lips
were reddened and swollen... and completely slippery with both
her juices and mine. I knew the little girl would have no
difficulty accommodating the older boy's eight-inch penis; especially after
having her father's thick nine-inch prick inside her.
I don't remember Chad climbing on the bed. The next thing I
do recall is an instant's view of my son's prick touching the
swollen, red, and puffy lips of Nana's cunny... and then the
two siblings' pelvises met as they mated in frantic urgency. It
seems that watching me impregnate their little sister had gotten
all three boys so hot and horny they weren't able to hold out for
more than a second or two against the little girl's squeezingly
tight little hole. However, Nana (again) never complained; just
working with her brothers in turn; milking and squeezing with her
vagina on their pricks; accepting their slobbery kisses, working
her chest, tummy and pelvis against their ragged thrusts, as each
of the older boys climbed on top of her body and banged away.
As Chad began shuddering in climax almost immediately on
getting inside her (no surprise to ME, as I knew it was the first
time the older boy had actually stuck his prick inside a girl) I
encouraged him. "Now Chad, you be careful when you cum inside
your sister," I admonished him, as he did just that. "Nana's
not on birth control, and her period was just a little over two
weeks ago. So there's a good chance you're getting your little
sister pregnant right now, understand? Make sure you do it right."
"Uh, UHHH, UghhhH!" the boy groaned in somewhat of an
answer, and somewhat just in reaction, as he jerked and spasmed
on top of his little sister. "Yes Dad," Chad finally groaned, as
the last thin trickles of sperm oozed out of his prick, and into
the little girl's welcoming body.
Shortly after that (it didn't take more than five minutes
for both of them) the two younger boys, Daniel and Jacob,
followed suit; leaving gobs of slippery cum inside their own
sister's tight little slit, until when Jake was finished, my
daughter's cunny was oozing and dripping with slippery cum.
To his surprise, I motioned Chad back on top of his little
sister again. I had noticed that watching his little brothers
fucking the child had aroused the older boy's erection all over
again. Oh, the resilience of youth! I knew that even with the
extreme stimulation of watching all three boys trying to
impregnate their little sister, it would be at least a half hour
(and probably longer) before I would have enough of a hard-on to
do the same thing myself.
"Now boys," I said, while watching Chad sheathe his prick
inside his little sister again, "from now on, I'll expect each of
you to impregnate your little sister as often as you can. I'll
do the best to help out whenever I can, too; but if Nana gets
pregnant in the next few months, I'll really expect it to be by
one of you boys. Got that?"
Jake and Danny looked at me in surprise. The knowledge
finally percolating into their minds that I actually WANTED them
to knock up their little sister? Still, neither boy objected,
either then, or to what I added later. Chad was too busy
actually trying to father his child on the little girl to object
himself.
"So from now on, Nana" I added, "I'll expect you to let me
know if each of the boys doesn't fuck you at least three times a
day, okay?"
"Uh, Uh, Uh," Nana groaned, in response to her big
brother's thrusts inside her vagina.
I took that as an affirmative, and continued, "I'm sure that
three healthy young boys like you can manage to get it up that
often. Each of you should be able to fuck your sister at least
once a night before bedtime, once in the morning before school or
Church, and two or three times during the day as well. Like I
said, 'I'll do what I can to help, too; but I'm not as young as
you kids are.'"
Not one of the kids protested. (What I would have done if
they had... especially if Nana had shown even the slightest
objection to having her own brothers feel her up, put their
pricks inside her cunny, fuck her, cum inside her, ejaculate
their thick white cum right up inside her fertile young womb, and
get the little girl pregnant with her own brother's babies, I
don't have the foggiest notion... except I knew I would be in
BIG trouble. Thankfully, that scenario never came up.)
As I left the room, I could hear Jake going for HIS second
"turn." I looked back, and sure enough Nana had her legs
wrapped around the boy; pulling him into her body just like I had
taught the youngster to do. God, I'm proud of my kids!
"Well," I said to Marcia, nervously. The nervousness wasn't
all acting, either. "I DID teach them about sex, and how babies
were made, but...."
My wife is smart; she picked up on the qualifier right away.
"But, what?" she asked.
"But I'm afraid I was a little too late," I explained.
"Too late?"
"Uh huh. The kids were already having sex." That was the
hardest part... to make that lie with a straight face.
Hopefully, that would be the only lie I would have to tell; and
it would be so small it wouldn't be noticed when I told the rest
of the truth.
"Sex? With WHOM?" My wife's voice wasn't a shout; but it
was almost one.
"With each other... and it's too late to stop them now."
"Who SAYS it's too late! Why when I get my hands on those
little bastards... They'll be so black and blue they won't be
ABLE to have sex with anybody for a year, let alone with each
other." Marcia was almost past thinking... but not quite...
just where I wanted her.
"Marcia," I said, soothingly, "think about it."
"I'LL think about it, when I warm their bottoms with a
switch!"
"Marcia!" I knew that if I didn't get a handle on things
quickly, my well-laid plans would fall apart like a house of
cards in the blast from a suddenly-opened window. "Think about
it," I repeated. "If we try to stop the kids from having sex,
what happens, and how do we do it?"
My wife looked at me for a second, then calmed down enough
to listen. I knew I was home free.
"Look," I said, "if you start beating the kids, Social
Services will come around and find out why. If you call the
Cops, the same result will happen... All three boys will
probably end up in jail for 'statutory rape' of their little
sister, and SHE will end up in a foster-home. Even if they don't
end up in jail, for sure all FOUR kids will end up in foster
homes, as they won't trust US any more to keep them away from
each other. Do you WANT all four of our kids taken away from
us?"
Marcia looked at me. For a moment I thought she was mad
enough to risk even that. Then she collapsed against me.
"But what can we DO?" she almost wailed. "We can't just let
them go on having sex together, can we? Besides, I can't let the
boys rape their own sister. If we have to send them to jail to
protect her, then what other choice DO we have?"
"Um... I think you'd better see something," I said.
Motioning to my wife to be silent, I led her down the hall to the
bedroom where I hoped the orgy I had seen start earlier would
still be going on. It was.
Cracking the door slightly, Marcia and I had a perfect view
of Nana lying on the bed, her legs wrapped around Chad, pulling
the older boy into her body, while he worked towards yet another
climax. Off to one side, the two younger boys were obviously
waiting their turns to repeat their earlier exploits. Once she
had seen clearly what was going on in the child's bedroom, I
carefully closed the door.
"See," I said. "Does THAT look to you as if Nana was being
raped?"
"No... but we've GOT to stop them," moaned Marcia; sinking
down on the carpet in the hall.
"Think about it," I said, once again. "Now that they've all
learned what sex is about, and how good it feels to have sex,
what do you think the chances are they'll quit? Hell, once you
and I started having sex, how much chance do you think either of
OUR parents would have had at stopping US?"
"You don't mean we should just let them go ON having sex?"
My wife's voice was incredulous.
"What other choice DO we have?" I asked. "Other than having
the boys arrested and put in jail?"
"But... but... but, she might get PREGNANT," wailed
Marcia. "At LEAST, we'll have to put her on the pill... if it's
not too late already. My God, the kid is only 11 years old!"
"Um," I said, "you realize that that too, is up to her.
Like I said, I told the kids about where babies come from, and
about birth-control." (I had, too... I just hadn't suggested
that they ever use any... or intimated that I would supply it if
asked. [I would; but ONLY if asked.] With my plans, I had no
expectation that any one of the four kids ever WOULD ask... but
I certainly didn't tell Marcia that.)
"You saw them," I reminded her. "Did it look like any one
of the boys were trying to keep Nana from getting pregnant? In
fact, from the way she had her legs wrapped around her big
brother, I doubt if Chad could have pulled out of her if he
wanted to."
"Oh God."
"Uh huh," I pushed my point. "From the look of things, since
I told them about how she could get pregnant and have a baby,
they've actually been TRYING as hard as they can to do it. And
unless we send them off to reform school or something, there's
not much doubt that eventually they'll succeed."
"Oh God," repeated Marcia. "What'll we DO then?"
Finally! "Nothing," I replied.
"Nothing? You mean we just LET the kids continue this way,
breeding their own sister, like it was something everybody does?"
"Uh huh. Well, after all, it was you who wanted more kids
anyway."
It took almost three more hours before I convinced her; but
once she was on-board, it seemed like my horny wife was almost as
eager to see our daughter with a big belly as I was. She still
didn't know that there was a good chance (a VERY good chance)
that if Nana got pregnant right away, the kid might very well be
mine; as my sperm was the first to find it's way into our
daughter's womb, right while the little girl was at the peak of
her fertility. I wasn't about to tell my wife that... yet.
However, it was a couple of days later that Marcia found
Nana and me in our bedroom one afternoon, with her little girl
rising and falling on my engorged prick, until the child's tight
little slit milking and squeezing on my swollen prick caused me to
jerk and squirt our daughter's womb full of jet after potent jet
of incestuous cum; filling the child's loins with my seed until
my wife finally collapsed and gave in completely to the idea of
not only the boys having sex with her little girl, but her
husband as well. After all, with Nana squirming, jerking,
cooing, and rutting like an oversexed mink on top of me like
that, it was obvious that the horny little slut (A compliment!)
was not being forced. I just looked at my wife and shrugged; as
if to say, "Well, what can I do?.".. as if it had been our
daughter who seduced me. I must have pissed almost a gallon of
sperm in the child's womb at the thought of my wife watching me
impregnate our little girl.
A little over a week and a half later, Nana missed her
period. I'll never know if the child that grew in her womb is my
daughter or granddaughter... and even now, almost seven years
later, I really don't want to know. All I do know, is the little
girl is the light of my life. Her, and her five little sisters.
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The End
© Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com