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Subject: {ASSM} Birth Control (MFF, Forced Impregnation, Sleepy Sex, Drunk)
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Copyright 2005 Rachael Ross all right reserved

Author's Note: This was originally posted under the pen name Lisa
Oquias to a very small site and I'll just leave her name on it. I am
trying to find and claim everything I've posted so that it will be
easier to catalogue (6 years and around 250 stories?) but it is hard,
so some things - such as this - are being reposted. If you somehow
catalogue your internet stories by author, I sincerely hope this
doesn't cause you too much inconvenience.


Birth Control
By Lisa Oquias

For public dissemination without reimbursement. Intended for adults
only.
Codes: MFF, Forced Impregnation, Sleepy Sex

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

My name is Lisa and this is about me and my sister, Stacy. We're
twins anyway, so mostly everything about us gets lumped together. But
just so you know, I'm not the evil twin. Not like everyone thinks.
I'm just smarter than my sister, which is why I'm writing this and
not her! See? Simple.

We go to college, the same one, and we look a lot alike. I don't
think we're identical though, and neither does Stacy, but everyone
else is either blind or stupid, or something. I'm always being called
Stacy and people call her Lisa all the time. I've been groped by her
boyfriend, and she's been kissed by a few of mine. They always say it
was a misunderstanding, like we'd believe that!

Anyway, I'm like 5'5 and 118 pounds, blonde hair, sort of long and
a little shaggy. It fluffs and curls and does what it wants. I gave up
fighting with it when I was about 12 or so. Stacy's is the same way,
and we both like it, but we hate it too. And Stacy, she's only
5'4" if even that, and my eyes are bluish green, while hers are
more greenish blue. I have a mole too, like right on the side of my
left breast, Stacy doesn't. She has a scar on the back of her left
knee, from when she fell off her bike and the pedal cut her. It's
small and hard to see, but believe me it's there. We have the same
size body though, like 34b tits, and narrow waists and we both wear
size 6 shoes. But really, I don't think we're *that* identical!

Okay, this party. Stacy's boyfriend had just left her. Not dumped her
or anything, but school was out and he was going back to Connecticut
for the summer. So Stacy was all down, feeling dumped and positive this
guy was going to see his old high school girlfriend, who is probably
butt ugly and working at a 7-11 or something. So Stacy was drinking a
lot and she hardly ever drinks.

I was with my boyfriend, a real stud who wouldn't ever date a scag
from Connecticut and leave me for a whole summer! His name is Dave and
he's a total fox, I creamed the first time he smiled at me, I swear.
Like 6'2 and strong and totally hard, like he could do underwear ads
or something. I love having sex with the guy too. His dick is sooooo
big! You wouldn't believe it. I measured it, like 3 times and even
showed Stacy once, dragging her into my bedroom because she didn't
believe me. He's 9.75 inches long and 4 and a half inches around, no
kidding. It's just a ridiculous cock and I ride it hard, boy!!

So he was at the party too, but we weren't drinking a lot, cause
we're happy together and getting drunk just makes me sick. Stacy too
and I was telling her to slow down, to get a grip and find a guy, but
she didn't. She was pouring down rum and cokes and crying about her
loser boyfriend and all that. So pretty soon she starts going down, you
know? Her head is on the kitchen table and people are ignoring her
mostly, except for a couple pervs who were trying to feel her up, but
there's always guys like that around.

"Dave, we gotta get her upstairs." I told my boyfriend. The party
was at a friend of ours' house and there was a spare bedroom
upstairs. He agreed with me and pretty much just picked Stacy up and
carried her to the bedroom while I followed.

He put her on the bed and Stacy was a real mess. She was babbling about
something, but it didn't matter and pretty soon she was sleeping like
a baby. So, we turned off the light, closed the door and went back
downstairs.

"Hey, some guy is fingering your sister." Tina was saying. She told
him to stop, but he hadn't so she'd come down to find me.

"What?" I was like totally pissed, you know? Like anyone would be.
So I grabbed Dave, who sort of made a face because he was talking to
his buddies. But he came with me and sure enough, there was some fat
pimply bastard on the bed with Stacy. He'd pulled her panties down
around her ankles, and her skirt was up around her waist and he was
rubbing her pussy while he jerked off.

Dave punched him like 5 times in the head and I tried to kick him in
the balls as he scrambled around on the floor, down the hall, and down
the stairs. God, I hate those fuckers! I think Dave's buddies hit the
guy too, at least they said they did later, but who knows?

"We gotta take her home." I was saying to Dave, but he didn't
want to leave and the truth is we were both a little horny, I think.
Well, I'm always horny anyway and I think seeing my sister's
trimmed blonde pussy, which looks exactly like mine, sort of got him in
the mood too.

"Later." Dave was saying and the next thing I know he was kissing
me.

We ended up on the bed, right next to Stacy and Dave was squeezing my
tits just the way I like and grinding his crotch against mine, dry
humping me while we kissed. I sucked his tongue eagerly and groaned
when he pinched my nipples, squeezing them and pulling hard so my boobs
popped right out the top of the halter I was wearing. I was rubbing his
strong back and down to his great firm ass, just getting off on his
body.

"God, Lisa, I wanna fuck you so bad..." he was whispering and I
nodded.

"Yeah...Fuck me, Dave...Make me cum all over your cock!" We love
talking dirty to each other like that. He sort of knelt above me,
letting me unbuckle his pants and push them down, then he moved so he
could get them all the way off and his underwear too, so his huge penis
jumped right out and slapped his belly. I shrugged out of my panties
quick and I was so wet already it was gonna be easy taking his cock.
Sometimes it isn't, I mean I gotta be really wet for it, you know?

"You want it baby?" Dave was grinning down at me, stroking his dick
slowly and I rubbed the fiery little pearl of my clit, nodding
breathlessly. He loves hearing me beg for it.

"Oh yeah, come on lover...Stick that big cock all the way up inside
me..." I watched him expectantly, waiting for him to put a condom on
his dick. I didn't use the pill or anything. I mean I could use like
a spermicidal cream maybe, but I didn't. And the pill, I'd tried
like three kinds and they all had a bad effect on me. Stacy too. So our
boyfriends always used latex.

"Where's you rubber?" I was rubbing my cunt slowly, feeling my
labia getting all hot and greasy as I split them with my fingers.

"I was gonna get some." Dave shrugged. "I forgot."

"Forgot?" I stared at him. We'd done it before without a condom,
but not much and he'd pulled out, but it hadn't made him happy. He
didn't like stopping really, and he'd begged me to let him cum
inside, just once. But there was no way I was gonna fuck up the rest of
my life with a kid. Our whole family was psycho-catholic so abortion
wasn't even a remote option!

"Yeah." He smiled and leaned down a little, rubbing the head of his
dick past my fingers and across my slit. "Come on, Lisa, I'll be
careful. I'll pull out, okay?"

"This is bad timing, Dave." I sighed. Me and my sister are pretty
much on the same cycle, and so are our other two roommates at the dorm
we lived in. Something about women living together, I remember reading
about it someplace. It's true too, I swear...I mean if I was
ovulating, we all were. And when one of us was pissed and bitchy, well,
people avoided ringing our doorbell, you know what I mean?

"Please, Lisa? Just tonight, I'll pull out and it'll be
fine..." he was sucking my nipple a little and his cockhead was
really rubbing my labes nice. "You're so fucking hot, babe. I gotta
feel how tight you are deep inside..." he was pushing and I didn't
stop him.

His dick split my pussy gently, almost casually and it was just a
little discomfort at first, cause he is huge, but then it was gone. It
was just a really, really good feeling that made me want more.
"Juuuusss...Mmm...be careful...Ohhhh...fuck me!"

Dave did fuck me too, nice and slow at first, feeding me that monster
cock of his inch by inch until I felt completely stuffed and when he
shoved that last inch or so inside me, grunting into my mouth as he
kissed me, I felt the head of it nudging the soft pillow of my cervix
and I started cumming like crazy. I mean just that quick too, he always
surprises me with it. Never a slow build up, just a crash of thunder,
and his cock, buried inside me so deep, was like the finger of god...It
nestled right to the very mouth of my womb, teasing and pleasing and
making me moan and convulse in Dave's strong arms.

"Uhhh yeah...Baby...Fuck you're so tight! I'm gonna pump you now,
Lisa...pump your pussy hard!" He lifted my legs over his shoulders,
folding me right over so my ass came off the bed, and that got him even
deeper than before! All I could do was beg for mercy as he pinned me
beneath him, helpless as my orgasms robbed me of my senses. His
cockhead was bouncing off my cervix and it was almost painful, but
pleasurable too. Like someone was punching me in the gut, it left me
breathless and aching, but God help me, I wanted more!

But Dave was getting close too and I was barely aware that he'd
almost stopped, just moving a little and basically holding his cock
inside me with his eyes closed, as if concentrating. He was right on
the edge, I realized, he was going to cum any second and I pushed at
him. "Nooo! Dave...no, get off, you can't cum inside me!"

"It feels so good, Lisa! You don't know baby...let me do it...just
once, baby...please!" And he was begging. I mean he could have just
done it. He outweighed me by a hundred pounds, and with my body bent
the way it was, my legs over his powerful shoulders, I couldn't have
made him stop. No way. But Dave really is my boyfriend, he loves me and
if I said no...But I love him too and if he really wanted to cum inside
me, just once...

"I know you do...Do it in Stacy..." I blurted as sudden inspiration
hit me. "Hurry, just put it in her..."

"In Stacy?" He stared at me and I could feel his dick twitching, or
maybe I imagined that, but it was definitely swollen as big as it had
ever been in his life...His balls were tight and primed and ready to
spew a huge load straight into my womb. I mean his dick was against my
cervix, for crying out loud. He'd probably give me like triplets or
something!

"Yeah...do it! Fuck Stacy...cum inside her, Dave...I want you to!"
And I was pushing at him and Dave pulled his cock out of my pussy
quickly, bringing with it a flood of my juices. I twisted my body,
turning to Stacy and feeling her pussy. "She's still wet...that
freak got her wet!" I was giggling and I don't know why it was so
cool, it just was. My drunken twin sister, passed out and wet and about
to be seriously spermed by my boyfriend!

Dave lined his cock up and pushed inside Stacy quickly, his face
shining with sweat and he grinned at me. "Holy shit...She's tighter
than hell, Lisa!"

My sister groaned and moved a little and I figured it was because
she'd never had a real man's cock before. That asshole boyfriend of
hers had like a little 6 inch pecker that wasn't good for anything.
Now she was getting the fucking of a lifetime as Dave worked his cock
in and out of her 4 then 5 and then on his 6th deep stroke he grabbed
her under her knees and pushed her legs to her chest, jamming his cock
against her cervix the same way he'd been doing to me. I rubbed my
cunt to another orgasm as I watched his balls jumping. Dave was
cumming, shooting billions of his beautiful baby-making sperms into my
sister's unprotected womb. And she was just as fertile as I was,
ovulating I was sure, and it was so good like that!

I climbed over her body, straddling Stacy's tummy and added my own
weight to keep Stacy's legs up, her ass high and my boyfriend's cum
deep in her pussy. Her eggs were bathing in that creamy stuff and I
kissed my boyfriend hard on the lips, grinding my bare wet slit, still
agape from Dave's great fucking, against my sister's bare stomach.

After about 10 minutes, Dave pulled out and we let Stacy relax. She'd
been moaning slightly, moving a little, but she was really passed out.
So we made love again, Dave fucking me hard for a good long time, since
he'd cum once already. And I just lay there, staring at my twin,
Stacy, like looking in a mirror and knowing she was going to have our
baby. Mine and Dave's child, not hers! It was mine and that was such
a total rush! She had no idea yet, and I wouldn't tell her, not until
I was sure.

Dave worked his beautiful cock in and out of me and then he kissed me
softly. "I'm gonna cum soon." He was smiling too and I nodded
eagerly, kissing him back.

"Knock her up, Stud...Give me a baby!" I must have had about a
dozen orgasms already and as Dave pulled out I could feel another one
coming. "From behind...fuck her from behind...like a dog!" I was
giggling and pulling Stacy's limp form on top of me, so her tits
crushed against mine and her breath was hot in my ear. I grabbed her
ass, spreading her cheeks so my boyfriend could see her cunt, still wet
and leaking his old sperm.

Dave speared his cock deep inside Stacy's pussy and we made a
sandwich out of my sleeping twin. I could feel her body moving as Dave
pushed and pulled at her, driving his huge baby-making prick deep into
her womb. It was so sexy like that, I just smoothed Stacy's hair,
kissing her cheek and whispering how happy she was making me. Dave
erupted a few minutes later, grabbing my sister by the hips and pulling
her back onto his spurting cock as he arched his back. He always had
sooooo much cum; I figured Stacy's womb had to be drenched in the
stuff.

When he was done, Dave left his dick inside her, still twitching and
leaking and plugging Stacy's hole up good, I was sure. He kissed me
tenderly, with Stacy caught between us, impaled on my boyfriend's
cock. It was a long 10 minutes or so that we waited, I wanted to be
sure that if she hadn't gotten pregnant the first time, she'd be
pregnant the second for sure.

Afterwards, Dave put on his pants and asked our friend if we could
sleep there for the night, since Stacy was so completely zonked. It
wasn't a problem and so we cleaned her up pretty good, got her
dressed and under the blankets, while Dave and I slept on the floor.
But I was so horny, about three am I woke him up, my mouth on Dave's
semi-hard cock, working him to another wonderful erection.

"Do you think she's still passed out?" Dave whispered and I gave
his dick a long loud suck. "What if she wakes up?"

"Then just say you thought she was me!" I giggled. "But put it in
me first!" I climbed on top of Dave, sinking my pussy down slowly and
rode him for a good 15 minutes probably before he warned me I'd best
let him up. I didn't really want to, but I did and sat on the floor,
watching as Dave slipped back onto the bed with my sister. He moved
slowly and carefully, but he didn't need to. She was still out of it.
Such a lightweight! But she'd drank a gallon of rum maybe too.

Dave fucked my sister for five minutes and when he came I rubbed myself
off to another orgasm. We didn't even clean her up after that one
though, I just pulled up her panties, patting my sister's damp cunt
gently and giving her clit a little kiss for good luck. I'm not a
lesbian or anything, but she deserved it, don't you think?

In the morning she woke up, complaining bitterly about her head and her
stomach, and then running to the bathroom. She wasn't really sick,
but she wanted to be, and she was so bleary I guess she didn't really
notice all of Dave's old sperm washing out of her when she peed. But
she did notice she was pretty sore down there.

"God!" Stacy staggered back into the bedroom and into the bed,
stepping around me and Dave. "I feel like I got a cramp or
something." But that was all she said and I think her head hurt a lot
worse, distracting her from noticing anything really out of the
ordinary. Her whole body felt like a cramp, I'm sure.

About a month later Stacy was complaining again. "I'm late." She
made a face.

"How late?" I was cooking us some breakfast and we were back home
in Seattle, since the dorm had closed down for the summer break.

"Like a week, more than that." She sounded a little worried.

"You've been late before." I gave her a little laugh, sort of
teasing her seriousness. "Probably all that worrying you do over
whatshisname."

"Maybe." Stacy nodded. "But a week is a lot and it's more than
that now."

"Give it a couple more days. Here, eat some eggs, make you strong."
I started fixing her plate. I tried to stay cool on the outside, but
inside I was all excited! I had to make up an excuse, saying I needed
some brownie mix from the grocery store, just to get Stacy out of the
house long enough to call Dave.

"She's pregnant!!" I practically squealed and Dave laughed.

"You sure?" He asked me.

"Pretty sure, yeah. I've been waiting for her to say something,
she's 9 days late, and she's always on time!" I was giggling and
dancing around with the phone. "God, I hope it's a girl, Dave! What
will we name her?"

"Dave Junior." He laughed at me. "Cause it's gonna be a boy,
Lisa." And we talked like that for half an hour, until Stacy got
home.

A week later and Stacy was sure. "I'm pregnant." She sighed and
looked ready to cry. She had a home pregnancy test thing in her hand.

"You sure?" I stared at her. "Maybe you read it wrong."

"No, I read it right. I'm definitely pregnant." She sat down and
buried her face in her hands. "Oh god! How could I be pregnant? Steve
went home! The last time we did it...He used a rubber. It didn't
break! I know it didn't! Oh god!"

"Shhhh...Its okay, Stace." I moved over to sit next to my sister,
wrapping my arms around her.

"No it's not. Dad's gonna kill me! And mom...Oh Christ, Lisa.
What am I gonna tell mom?"  Stacy was crying hard now and I just held
her, rocking her gently.

I was wondering that too, but I didn't say anything. Definitely
better her than me though, that was for sure. And the really funny
thing was that dad wasn't gonna kill her when Stacy told him she was
pregnant. He'd get mad, and worry, and wonder what he'd done wrong
raising her, but he wouldn't kill her...Not until Dave's baby came
out of her. Dave is really black, like ebony black, and I really hoped
his baby would be just the same. That would be so nice, especially if
she was a girl...All dark with kinky black hair and light blue eyes. Or
kinky blonde hair? I giggled, but luckily Stacy didn't notice.

The end
rache696@yahoo.com

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