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Family Ways
An Erotic Story
"Oh Sis, I'm . . . ."
"Jason! Don't cum in me. I just KNOW I'm fertile . . . I could have a
baby!" The little girl's cry of warning belied her frantic hip-movements,
as Diane bucked her hips back at her big brother, just as hard as he was
thrusting into her. Diane's mind may have been worried about getting
pregnant, but her body knew what IT wanted, and didn't give a damn about
little things like pregnancy.
I looked down to where most of my son's cock had vanished up inside his
13-year-old little sister's tight little slit. >From the jerking of the
boy's penis, I knew the he wouldn't be able to hold out very long. So, I
decided that I'd better act fast, If I was going to do anything at all,
before it was too late.
Hurriedly, I reached down and grabbed my son's hips, and PUSHED, as hard
as I could! The last half-inch of my son's penis slid up inside the little
girl. "You've got to squirt it as far up inside your little sister as you
can, if you're going to get her pregnant," I told the boy.
Diane's eyes widened in shock, as her big brother's cock stretched her
uterus, and then popped inside her fertile young womb, when the 15 year old
boy began to cum. It was so exciting to watch my son impregnate his little
sister. Spasm after spasm shook the boy's body, as he squirted gob after
thick sticky gob of his potent seed right up inside his own little sister's
unprotected young womb.
"Ungh. Unnngghhh!" grunted Jason. "Oh God, I'm cumming in you! Oh
Diane!"
My daughter whimpered a little, then suddenly seemed to accept her fate.
As her big brother wrapped his arms and legs around her and kept pushing,
Diane hugged him back while saying, "Oh God Mom, I just KNOW I'm going to
have a baby. Jason is cumming inside me so much, I just know I'm going to
get pregnant before I make it to high school. Oh God! Pregnant by my own
brother! Oh God, it feels so good, I can't stop."
I watched closely, to be sure my son did it right, and left every drop
of his incestuous sperm in the little girl's tight little belly where it
belonged. It wasn't until he had finished his orgasm and his cock could no
longer remain erect, that he pulled out of his little sister.
I could see a thick white drop of sperm dripping off the end of the
boy's penis as he withdrew; and shortly a matching drop started to ooze out
of Diane's tight little crack. I knew my son had done it right, and had
left a generous helping of his babymaking sperm in his own little sister's
cute little tummy. Hopefully, that same tummy would soon be swelling with
her big brother's baby kicking and squirming inside her. Well, if not, I'd
see to it that Jason kept right on trying until it was.
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Gently bending over Diane with a smile on my lips, I took the tampon in
my hand; said, "Hold still darling," and inserted the tip of the tampon up
into Diane's freshly fucked pussy lips and gave it a push. "I want to be
sure all that sperm stays inside you, where it belongs," I told her; as I
pulled the applicator out. I started gently rubbing Diane's pussy-lips;
pulling on her nipples; and rolling her breasts, until Diane moaned; closed
her eyes; and had her own orgasm.
The whole idea of mating Jason and Diane, had been mine back when I
first started noticing my daughter's bra's were beginning to really show
off her breasts, and that that her hips were getting broad enough to accept
"natural childbirth". I then started calculating the days in the calendar
since Diane had her last period and figured my little girl was ovulating
regular as clockwork.
When Diane's fertile time of the month came, I talked her into a massage
and then separated my daughter from most of her clothes. She was not easy,
but after I reached around, unsnapped her bra, and started rubbing her
breasts; working on her nipples gently; she relaxed. I watched the
reaction as my daughter's skin tone turned to blushing-pink in arousal; and
a little moist ring formed in her panty crotch, as she relaxed against the
bed and spread her legs. When I told Diane I had a surprise for her, she
opened her eyes and saw her brother. At first, she tried to cover-up, but
I told her to relax while Jason sat on the bed beside her and started
rubbing where I left off. I had taught him well. Soon Diane was relaxing
into his rubbing, as he climbed on top of her. She barely noticed, and I
knew she was a goner; so I pulled her panties down over her ankles and told
her to spread her legs farther apart. You can guess the rest . . . Jason
got his penis between the little girl's legs and started making a baby in
his little sister.
For the next three days I made sure that my son squirted his seed in his
little sister at least once a day, while she was most fertile. After all,
I didn't want my daughter to miss any chances! A few times after that, I
actually saw him fucking his little sister even without my prompting.
Damn, I was proud of my kids.
My husband was very impressed with my calculations a month later, when
Diane came into our bedroom with a worried look on her face, and told me
she had missed her period. I smiled, reached into the night-stand next to
the bed, and removed a pregnancy test-kit I bought the previous month, for
such a "hoped for emergency." Then I took my daughter into the bathroom and
took her urine sample. The test was positive and soon Diane started
getting sick in the morning.
Diane was not a happy camper for the first three months, but as soon as
her skirt "puffed-up", I put my daughter into youngmiss maternity clothes.
She wouldn't wear the cute little T-shirt I got her that said "Big
Brother's Baby" on it to school; but I made sure she wore it around the
house, so all her relatives knew just whose baby was kicking and squirming
in the little girl's cute little tummy.
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I made sure Diane was ready to have the baby long before the baby was
due. I talked it over with the OB/GYN and got permission to have a home
delivery for her.
When the big day arrived I had Diane in our room spread out on the bed
with video cameras rolling. After two hours of sweating, straining and
pain, Diane's pregnancy terminated with the delivery of a healthy 7lb 4oz
boy . . . Jeremy David (J. D. after his parents). I helped cleanup
Diane after the delivery and brought the baby in for its first feeding.
Diane's breasts were extremely large after the pregnancy (at only 13 years,
34D cups) and after her milk arrived they were extremely tender.
At first, Diane was worried about starting to school while nursing the
baby, because she wanted her son to be raised on breast-milk, yet couldn't
very well nurse him in class, could she? But she hadn't counted on me.
Two weeks before Diane was to start school I rented a commercial
breast-pump and introduced Diane to the pump after she had just completed
her first morning feeding.
I could say Diane was very surprised when I rolled in the door with the
pump. She asked, "What is that?!"
I just smiled and told her to remove her nursing bra.
Diane looked puzzled but complied. The rest was history. I approached
her with the twin suction cups and held them in place drawing off her milk.
That became the way she was milked every morning after her bath. Diane
would feed Jeremy in the morning, when she awoke, and then an hour later I
would milk her to get extra for Jeremy during the day. When she got home,
she would feed him again; then I would milk her a second time, to get every
drop for later. Then Jeremy again before bedtime, and in the middle of the
night with the machine. They say that the more milk a baby sucks, and the
oftener he does it, the more milk a girl produces. With her son AND the
milking machine alternating, Diane became quite a little "milker" as I
called her; and she produced enough milk for three babies. The extra milk
we donated to the hospital for mothers that couldn't nurse, but their
babies needed breast milk. The whole family was proud of our little "dairy
herd". After a while, Diane got to be just as proud of her accomplishments
as we were.
When Diane's baby was weaned, Diane wanted to stop nursing but I was
having none of that! So when Diane started to "dry-up" you can guess what
happened next. Jason was called into "studservice" and Diane was
impregnated again. Only this time it took almost 6 months of trying on his
part. Boy did HE have fun though; squirting his sperm inside his little
sister's fertile young womb almost every night, and sometimes two or three
times a day. Actually, BOTH kids had fun, once Diane got used to the idea
that she was going to be either lactating, pregnant, or working to become
pregnant, as long as she remained at home. My goal was that Diane would
produce at least three children before going off to college . . . .
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In fact, our daughter produced FOUR cute little rug rats before she left
to join her big brother in college. Jeremy, Darlene, Jack and Melanie.
(My husband Marvin had to "help out" on the last one by squirting HIS
potent sperm in our little girl's womb for over six months, as Jason was in
college himself by that time.)
That was over six years ago, that she left. You might think we miss her
since she moved out with her brother, and we do; but yesterday Darlene was
complaining about cramps, and her panties had a brown stain in them. I can
hardly wait.
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