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Introduction:

This story gets a bit into extreme noncon at parts, but turns out well in the end! If this isn't your cup of tea, probably best to avoid the story.

Michael's Urges

CHAPTER 1

"Bye! We'll be back Sunday Night. Remember, no parties, no friends. Just generally be good, please." Mom said as she began heading towards the front door with her bag draped over her shoulder.

"Good? Ehh I wouldn't expect that much of them." Stated dad with a grin as he walked behind her, pulling a suitcase.

They were going on another one of their many business trips. They met each other at work many years ago, and somehow continue to work with each other to this day. They are often out of town on various trips, activities, or even vacations when they get the time.

"Hey! We never get in any real trouble!" Jessica stated in response.

Jessica is my sister. She just turned 18 years old in her final year of high school, as am I. We are "twins", meaning we were born at the same time, but really have grown out of each others' looks. Overall our relationship is good. We aren't super close, but we also don't hate each other. We've always been content with it staying that way.

Dad stopped right before exiting the house and said "And...don't miss the bus. It's a nice morning, but I doubt you guys want to have to walk to school again since your car is currently out of commission."

My car was hit by a drunk driver when it was parked in front of our house. So I am unable to drive to school like I normally do. My sister doesn't have a car yet so we are forced to take the bus.

"Yeah yeah I got it dad. Don't worry." I said.

Dad left the house and shut the door behind him.

My name is Michael. Unfortunately there is nothing really spectacular about me. I'm a typical, average white male living in America. I'm not bad at football and I'm alright at soccer, but I'm not officially on any teams and I am far from a jock. I'm also an avid gamer which honestly, I prefer more than sports even though I'm probably better at playing football in real life than the video games. I'm about 5'9 and weigh about 140 pounds. I've had the occasional girlfriend, nothing that stuck around. I'm also not a virgin. Nobody except me, my ex-girlfriend and two of my best friends know that. I'm not someone who feels like they need to pound their chest and act all high and mighty every time they get laid. Anyway, being in my last year of high school, I cannot wait for it to be over.

I turned to Jessica. "We still have nearly an hour. I'm not worried about missing the bus right now." I then left the room and headed towards my room to chill before having to actually get ready to leave.

"I'm going to hop in for a shower. I'll be out quick and I promise I'll be ready on time." Jessica said as she exited the opposite way.

About 15 minutes later, Jessica threw on her clothes for the day and was getting her final looks ready for school. Today she chose to wear some denim jean shorts, not too loose, but not too provocatively tight along with a nice white shirt, which was one of her favorites. While she isn't exactly "supermodel" status, she is good looking and has had many boys in the school ask her out at one time or another. Nothing ever came of any of those relationships though. She is about 5'3 and 105 pounds, very petit, but pretty fit overall. She was never one to be obsessed about her looks, but she wanted to make sure she always looked good anyway. She had quite small breasts, only a b-cup which she always thought was a bad thing, but nobody else seemed to care. She always wore a very special pendant around her neck for good luck every day. On this particular morning though, she could not find it. She began to panic and a slight tinge of anxiety hit her. "What a silly thing to get so worked up over!" she thought as she searched for the pendant. Thankfully, she found it and relief set in. It must have somehow fallen alongside her bed and now lays on her floor against the wall, under her bed.

Her long, brown hair was still wet from the shower, but she thankfully didn't get her hair done yet, so she didn't really have to worry about messing it up by crawling under her bed. She got down on her hands and knees, and realized it may not be easy to get under the bed like it used to be. She had many boxes of miscellaneous items and some older clothes just shoved under the bed to get it out of the way, though her room was far from a mess, she just never got around to cleaning under the bed. There was a gap big enough that she thought she could fit through in the middle, and she was right...partially. She got in the gap just fine, reached and grabbed the pendant just fine, but getting out was quickly discovered to be the real issue. She was stuck just enough so that her upper back was hitting the bottom of the bed and she was unable to maneuver from side to side to get out due to all the random stuff that was shoved under her bed over time.

After struggling for a couple of minutes and realizing no progress was being made, she did the only thing she could do in this situation. "Mike!" She yelled. Calling for her brother was embarrasing because she knew he would poke fun at her for a while for getting stuck like this. I heard my sisters' call and tossed my cellphone down on my bed and walked to her room to find out what she wanted. When I entered, I couldn't see her, but looked down to the floor and seen her bottom half in the denim jean shorts and her legs.

"Hahaha what the hell are you doing?" I said while laughing.

"Stop laughing please and just help me get out. I dropped my pendant behind my bed and I was able to get it, but now I'm having trouble getting back out." She pleaded as she continued to struggle on her own.

I continued to silently laugh as I walked over towards her. At first, I just tried pulling her legs back, but that wasn't working. "Something must be caught somewhere" I thought as I let her go and was trying to determine another way to go about this. Little did either of us know, one issue was the back of my sisters bra strap under her shirt somehow got stuck on her shirt and the shirt got stuck on a piece of wood under the bed. Looking at her from out in the open though, I thought it was her lower back that was stuck as it was touching the side of the bottom of the bed. I probably could have just lifted the bed enough for her to squeeze out if that was the case, but honestly...I didn't even think of trying that. Questions and ways to solve this puzzle went through my head before I thought of one thing.

"Hold on. I think I might have something that could get you unstuck. Not 100% sure though." I said as I exited the room back towards my room. My idea? Lube. I had some in my nightstand in my room for my own reasons, I think we all know what that would be. Currently being single, how else was I supposed to "relieve" my stress. I grabbed the bottle and went back to my sisters room, finding her in the same defensless position that she was left in.

"This might be a little bit cold, but it'll be easy to wipe off and hopefully it will help you get out of this situation." I stated.

"Yeah, fine I don't care. I just want to get out of here!" She replied back anxiously.

I squeezed the bottle and got some drops of lube to fall onto my sisters exposed lower back. I rubbed it around a little bit, trying to get as far up her back as I could, which wasn't far since the bed frame was right there. Now, I never thought of my sister as anything other than my sister. I never looked at her specific ways or really had any dirty thoughts about her. Well, maybe once or twice, but nothing that really stuck with me. But in this position, with me straddling her upper legs and rubbing her lower back, I started to have those taboo thoughts. I began to feel my penis responding as well. "Maybe I can just have a little bit of fun" I thought, not planning to do anything crazy.

I faked being frustrated and said "Look, I know this is probably awkward as hell, but I think I need to remove your shorts, or at least pull them down a little bit. It's hard for me to really pull you with how you are positioned and the shorts are in the way."

Jessica felt her face catch on fire and she knew if anyone seen it, she'd be beat red. She really did not want her brother to see her in her panties, but she also didn't know the entire situation of what was stuck and how, so she very reluctantly agreed. "Ugh I really would rather not, but if that is what you HAVE to do..."

I grinned as I reached under her and unbottoned and unzipped her shorts. I slowly started pulling them down little by little. With about half of her small, but fit ass exposed, I realized she was wearing some nice red lace panties. This made my dick pump even more in my sweatpants. I wasn't even wearing any boxers yet since I didn't yet start fully getting ready for school. I pulled the shorts down to her upper legs, exposing her whole, red lace panty covered ass. "Jesus are they low enough!?" she yelled from under the bed.

This snapped me out of the small trance I was in, staring directly at her cheeks with the red lace panties slightly pulled up along her asscrack.

"Uh I think so." I stammered as I then pretended to try pulling her again by her legs, though honestly I wasn't even really trying now. I decided the shorts just had to go at this point. I grabbed her upper legs, right on the sides of the shorts, and pulled. They began to slide off further. Jessica knew she was losing her shorts, but at this point she just wanted out and since she knew her brother already seen her panties, she was no longer concered. The shorts were fully pulled off, leaving her down to the red lace panties.

"Ugh I don't know what's going on! I can't get you out!" I said, in fake frustration.

"Jesus Christ Mike I need to get out of here!" She replied, now annoyed at the situation.

I continued to try yanking her some more, admittedly not with all of my strength though. My full attention, and that of my penis, were on her rear end. This is the first time in my life that I felt sexual attraction to my own sister and it began to get my heart pumping. I decided to make my next move. I grabbed the sides of the red lace panties, and slowly began pulling them down. Jessica quickly felt this happening and yelled from under the bed "What the hell are you doing Mike? Quit screwing around! Get me out of here!"

I paused. I was trying to think of any excuse I possibly could to get these panties off of her. I needed to see her full ass in all of it's glory. I needed to see the golden area between her legs. I stopped pulling them down, they were only an inch or so down at this point, and I grabbed my bottle of lube. I put some on my right hand and shoved it down my sweatpants and began stroking myself. I certainly didn't need any more than what I was already getting to blow my load, but with her compromising situation and the fact that I actually haven't masturbated in 4 days, I really needed relief now.

"Look, I'm going to need to get a grip around your waist. Your underwear...is preventing me from getting an actual grip. I see no other way..." I said, as I left my voice trail off, acting as innocent as I could.

Jessica was in near tears now under the bed, annoyed, pissed off, furious about the entire situation. She doesn't even feel like he's really trying and now he's just being an asshole. Her face is flush as can be, she needs to get out of this situation as soon as possible, but she really does not want to be fully naked from the waist down in this already embarrasing situation in front of her brother. She waited a minute, trying to think of ANYTHING else to try, before finally caving with a defeated sound in her voice. "Fine. I...I can't think of anything else. Just...please try not to look." She barely got that out before feeling a tear roll down her cheek.

That was all the permission I needed. I gently grabbed the sides of her red lace panties again and began slowly pulling them down more. I got them down to near the bottom of her ass, exposing 3/4 of it for me to entrance myself with. I had no logical reason to remove them any further, but at this point my lust took over. I pulled them down nearly to her knees and kept pulling as she was pleading from under the bed. "Mike! Stop! They are way beyond being far down enough!"

I now just ignored her. I pulled the panties rest of the way off, held them up in front of my face, and sniffed where her pussy was just resting in them. The aroma was wonderful. I was beginning to feel like I was no longer in control of my body. I laid the panties down and stared at the prize between her legs, which were spread just slightly enough. Her pussy was now in sight and it seemed completely bald. I obviously was not aware at the time, but part of Jessica's hygene was to fully shave her pubic region. Not because she expected to have sex anytime soon, but because she simply didn't like pubic hair and she thought it looked way smoother and attractive this way to herself. She wasn't wrong as I immediately thought the same thing while I stared at it. I moved my left hand up to her ass cheek as my right hand was still in my sweatpants. I cupped her left ass cheek and squeezed slightly.

Jessica is now on full red alert under the bed. Asking herself what the hell her own brother is doing. What his plans are. Is that even Michael behind her anymore? She just knows she is fully exposed and she feels a hand on her ass. "Mi...Mike. I don't know...what you are doing...but please stop now. Just...call a fireman or the police or something if you can't get me out at this point. Just...stop." She was stuttering the whole time. But I didn't care, and I didn't stop.

Seeing no reason to hide it right now, I pulled off my sweatpants and released my member, which was already slick in lube. I put both of my legs in between hers and pried them open. She was squirming heavily now, trying anyting she could, to no avail, to free herself. I gently stroked her smooth pussy with my finger a few times. She felt it, she knew what was happening. She had no idea what came over her brother, but she just kept saying she could never forgive him at this point.

After a few strokes with my finger, I put my arm on the side of the bed, leaned my hips downward and aimed my dick at her pussy. I slowly leaned in more and more until the tip touched the entrance. At first, Jessica thought it was his hand again, but very quickly realized it was not. "Stop! Stop it right now Michael! I swear to Christ if you go any further mom and dad will know and you will be done!"

I didn't stop though. I began rubbing my cockhead up and down her slit. She tried one last plea attempt. "Stop! Michael fucking stop! ...I'm a virgin!"

This caused me to pause, but I certainly wasn't going to stop. My dick already felt like it was going to explode and I was not going to stop on taking this all the way. I slowly began inserting myself inside of her pussy little by little. Damn right she was a virgin! It was super tight! I got to the point where it began to hurt her and she screamed "STOP! IT HURTS!"

I didn't stop and I continued to push a little harder. I felt the wall inside of her pussy give way and I now had complete access. I pushed until I was balls deep inside of her. I began thrusting slowly in and out as she was now in full crying mode. No matter what she did, no matter what she said, nothing would help now. It was fighting a lost cause. I began to thrust a little quicker and harder and she could certainly feel it.

I was shoving so far in! Jessica now felt a sensation she never realized she could feel. The tip of my penis began hitting repeatedly into the opening of her cervix. Her small nipples betrayed her and was rubbing against her carpet, getting harder. She also briefly came out of her state of self sorrow and realized he likely wasn't wearing a condom. "Mike! Stop it! What the hell is wrong with you! Are you wearing a condom?! I'm not on birth control! Fucking stop!"

I didn't stop. I was too far gone. I kept shoving in and out. Nothing was even in my mind anymore except pure lust. I was jabbing into the entrance of her cervix every time and I felt the end coming. I wanted to savor the moment, make it last even longer, but no way I could. I shoved balls deep, as far as I could one last time and exploded. Shot after shot of semen blew into her, through her cervix, sliding it's way into her uterus and into her young, fertile womb. 5 or 6 blows of semen filled her to her ovaries and I finally ran out and just collapsed on top of her, still lodged deep in her as only sweat was in between us now. We stayed this way for a good 3-4 minutes, with me plugging her up. Finally, I came back to reality, and thought "Oh shit! What did I do? How can I explain this?"

My now limp penis pulled out of her, and barely a trickle of semen escaped, rest of it was now resting inside of her body. I stood up and looked down at her. Jessica had no fight left in her, she was crying in her arm under the bed. I knew I still had to free her and eventually answer for what I have done as much as I don't want to. This is where I thought of lifting up the bed slightly. I lifted the side of the bed just a little bit and the piece of wood that was stuck on Jessica's shirt ripped a small hole in the back of it, but finally freed her. She slowly began to shimmy her way out from under the bed, absolutely defeated.

I didn't want to face the music. "So..uhh I guess we should finish getting ready for school. Our ride will be here soon."

I promptly exited the room before Jessica was fully out from under the bed. Once she got out, she sat with her back up against her bed and reached down to her now broken pussy. She felt the slight wetness of semen that escaped her, but felt so full she knew there was a lot that didn't come back out. And now one of her favorite shirts had a hole in the back of it. This was the worst day of her life, and she knew in her mind she could never forgive her brother for what he did.

CHAPTER 2

It was now Sunday afternoon. Me and Jessica said nothing to each other all weekend, we basically avoided each other like the plague. It was extremely awkward in the one or two situations where we actually seen each other and I didn't know how I would ever get over what I did. More than that, once my sister told our parents, I was extremely scared of what would happen. I walked in the front door of our house, coming home from picking up a game at my friends' house. I heard Jessica on the phone, seemingly upset. After listening for just a few seconds, I realized she was talking to our parents!

"But you guys said you would be home tonight and Kelli would be able to stay the night since tomorrow is a holiday and we have no school!" Jessica sounded distressed.

Our parents said something on the other end, and requested to speak to me.

"They want to talk to you." Jessica said. The first words she has said to me all weekend after what happened.

"What's up Mom?" I said, sounding as normal as I could. I was very unsure if Jessica told them what happened or not.

"Is it ok with you if Kelli comes over for tonight? Our meeting was delayed by a day, so we won't be back until tomorrow night now. I told Jessica Kelli was allowed to stay the night tonight, but I figured we would be home by now." Mom said.

"Yeah that's cool mom. I'm sure there will be no problems." I responded.

"Thank you. Now I have to go, love you both. Bye." She then hung up.

I handed the phone back to Jessica. "Kelli is good to come over tonight." And then I just walked to my room, still feeling the extremely awkward tension and guilt.

A couple of hours later the doorbell rang and I happened to be near the door at that time. I knew it was Kelli so I opened the door and there she was. Kelli was 18 years old, just like my sister. She has been very good friends with my sister for about 4 years now and unlike my sister, I always checked out Kelli when I got the chance. She was beautiful. Stood about 5'4 and couldn't have weighed more than 110 pounds. Long blonde hair, larger b-cup breasts which would likely turn into c-cup in the next year or so. Her ass was not overly large by any means, but it was very shapely in just about anything she wore. In a way, she was my current crush. Today she was wearing a typical pair of jeans, which also showed off her beautiful ass and a tank top white shirt, which gave the outline of her black bra beneath and the bra straps showing over her shoulders.

"Hi Mike! Thanks for giving the ok for me to come over tonight!" Kelli said with a smile that felt like it lit up the whole room.

"Yeah no problem, Kelli. Love to have you here." I responded, sounding as nice as possible.

Seconds later, Jessica walked into the room. She glanced quickly at me, but then turned her attention straight to Kelli.

"No need to stand by the door. Come on to my room. I can't wait to tell you what happened to Devin on his trip back from California." Jessica said with a grin. Devin was another one of her friends. I never really talked to him much.

And with that, Kelli and Jessica exited the room and locked themselves in her room rest of the day.

I finished playing my video game and looked at the clock. I noticed it was already nearing 11:30pm. I sighed, not surprised I lost track of time again. That usually happens to me. I decided I needed a nice shower before turning in for the night. So I grabbed some clean shorts and a t-shirt, didn't even bother grabbing boxers since I was going straight to bed afterwards anyway, and headed to the bathroom. As I neared the bathroom door, I noticed it was cracked open very slightly. Our bathroom door was always awkward and if you didn't actually shove it closed, it would stay cracked, but that was never a big deal before. "Normally they are sleeping already at this point" I thought. My sister was not a night owl at all, she normally always went to sleep pretty early. Out of curiousity, I peeked in through the crack and could see just enough of Kelli sitting on the toliet. This of course peaked the attention of my dick, which quickly became rock hard in my boxers. I stared in at her as she got done and stood up. I noticed two things which made my dick feel like it was going to blast through my boxers. First, she was completely shaven just like my sister was. Second, she was not wearing any panties! She pulled up her loose shorts, flushed the toliet and began heading for the bathroom door.

I seen her coming and quickly ducked around the corner in the hallway to the entrance of my parents' room. She left the bathroom, went into my sisters room, shut the door and a few seconds later I went into the bathroom and shut the door. As I was stripping down to take a shower, I kept thinking about her beautiful body and felt I was the luckiest guy in the world to see her naked, and she didn't even know! I took the shower and was tempted to just jack it in the shower, but ended up not doing it. With the shower over, I put on my clean shorts and shirt, and took my dirty clothes and tossed them into my room. I noticed it was now slightly past midnight. I was likely going to beat off before bed since I'm now turned on from seeing Kelli, but instead, I decided to be brave again and began walking towards my sisters' door.

Very slowly I grabbed the knob of the door and turned it. I pushed the door open ever so slightly and all the lights in the room were off. I could still see a good bit inside of the room though since her blinds were open and the moonlight along with a light pole outside of the house shone in pretty bright. I wasn't even sure how she could sleep with that much light in the room, but in this case, it benefitted me. I walked to her bed, where it seemed her and Kelli both were sleeping. I was thinking Kelli must not have a hard time sleeping at all if she could fall back asleep that quick. As I got right beside the bed, I noticed the shorts Kelli was just wearing in the bathroom were now on the floor right beside her side of the bed! My mind went wild. Was she really in bed with my little sister with no shorts or panties on at all?! Did my sister know? Was my sister nude too?! I simply had to know! I felt this craze of lust come over me again, ignoring all of the possible negative outcomes of my actions.

I grabbed the blanket and slowly pulled it to the side. Little by little it revealed Kelli's small petite body and once I got it down low enough, I realized I was not mistaken. Kelli's wonderful naked ass shone out at me, nothing covering it. I really didn't know how long I was going to be able to hold myself from blowing all over the inside of my shorts. Curiousity once again got the better of me. I creeped over to the other side of the bed where my sister was laying and slowly removed her blanket too. Sure enough, she was also wearing nothing from the waist down! I looked at her pussy, the same one I just ravaged a few days prior and really wanted another go at it. My sister was clearly sound asleep, she was laying on her back very slightly angled with her legs more towards Kelli. I slowly crept back over ot Kelli's side of the bed and very gently stroked her ass.

She twitched just a little bit, but didn't seem to wake up. I got close to her pussy and noticed it was just as beautiful and innocent as my sisters' was. I breathed in the wonderful smell and wanted to violently bury my face in it, but I was able to hold off doing that. I pulled down my shorts and began stroking myself to the wonderful sight in front of me. Kelli rolled over onto her other side, now facing me, but thankfully her eyes were still closed. I noticed her two small nipples poking into her shirt, seeing that she clearly was no longer wearing her bra either. There was my sister and her beautiful friend, laying with nothing but a small layer of shirt fabric on, in bed together! The thoughts drove me mad! I got braver. I reached down and slowly pulled Kelli's legs apart. I could swear it was calling my name. I very gently touched her clitoris and began slightly rubbing.

This was enough to awake her. Kelli's eyes came open slowly, and then shot open when she seen me, her best friends naked brother, standing right beside her, touching her vagina. I quickly put my hand over her mouth, but kept massaging her clitoris with my other hand. I bent down and whispered in her ear "I've always thought you were beautiful. Don't fight this. It will be fun and it will feel great."

I didn't think that would actually work at all, but Kelli actually slightly nodded her head in understanding. I slowly removed my hand from over her mouth and pulled up her shirt with it. Her breasts now laid freely on her chest and I could see her small nipples erect. Clearly I was doing something right. While continuing to massage her pussy with one hand, I began massaging her breast with my other hand. Kelli was clearly beginning to enjoy this as she let her eyes close. I wanted to now see how far I could actually take this without getting caught. Even if I did get caught by my sister, I wondered what she would do considering our own circumstances. I grabbed Kelli's legs and slowly pulled them over to the edge of the bed. Now Kelli's head was right beside my sisters' knee. I bent down and began licking and sucking on Kelli's pussy. She began breathing heavy, but silently. In Kelli's mind, she felt a feeling she has never experienced before welt up inside of her. After just a few minutes of me lapping at her like a madman, she began to shake uncontrollably as a massive orgasm hit her.

I didn't stop, I kept licking and sucking, getting all of the wonderful juices out of her and into my mouth. Finally, after another minute or so, she was spent and I ended the rampage of my mouth. I wanted to go the next step. I reached up and pulled off her shirt completely, fully exposing her bare b-cup breasts. I then rolled her over and got up behind her in a doggy style position and began rubbing and squeezing her ass. I was lining up for entry, and Kelli knew it.

"Please be gentle. I've...never done this before." Her face became a little bit red.

I was even more excited now. And a little bit shocked that she hardly resisted the entire time. Seems she wanted this a little bit too. "Don't worry. I have experience with virgins." I said with a grin, well aware Kelli had no idea I was talking about my own sister.

This seemed to put her mind at ease enough. I spit on my dick and rubbed before pushing the tip into Kelli's already soaking cunt. Just as I did with my sister a few days prior, I slowly entered a little at a time, until I felt the one barrier inside give way. I eventually got balls deep and began slowly thrusting back and forth. She was a lot easier to get into the groove than my sister since she was actually wet and my sister did not want it at all. As we were having sex, my sister moved a few times, and then rolled onto her back again, but didn't wake up. However, the way she moved now put her legs very slightly straddling Kelli who was taking it from behind. Kelli stared down straight at Jessica's vagina. It seems I was not the only brave person tonight. Kelli bent down and took a lick of my sisters' pussy. This nearly sent me over the edge immediately, so I had to stop for a few seconds. Kelli took another lick and my sisters' eyes opened. They went wide as she looked at Kelli...and at me.

"What the hell!" She said, not super loud, but certainly not soft either. I was still stopped, with my dick in Kelli as I just looked at Jessica, not knowing what to say.

"Don't worry, Jess. I've wanted this for a while. And I want you to be part of it too." Kelli said with that same beautiful smile she always had.

Jessica wanted to fight, wanted to argue, wanted to scream and hit and be pissed off at the situation. But as she felt Kelli's tongue hit her clitoris again, the anger slowly began easing away. It actually felt good. She was already enjoying it so much more than when her brother, me, raped her. I seen this and began pumping in and out of Kelli again. Minutes went by of this and I could see my sisters' nipples nearly piercing her thin shirt and she was nearing an incredible orgasm. I felt mine quickly arriving too and figured I really should pull out. But then, I thought I was already well past explaining any of this so I decided I would be emptying my balls into Kelli tonight.

As I sped up, my sister hit the mark and she had an explosive orgasm into the mouth of Kelli. Kelli kept lapping at her as my sister was shaking. Kelli's small tits were shaking back and forth as I kept driving deep into her. This drove me over the edge and with one last giant thrust, I shoved as far into her as I could, my dick head hitting the opening of her cervix, and blew my load into her. Another spurt, another, and another blasted out of me and quickly filled Kelli's womb with my cum. They all stopped and I collapsed on Kelli and slowly pulled my dick out of her. A thin stream of cum leaked out of her, but just as my sister, most of it stayed in. I rolled over on my back for a moment, but my dick wasn't getting soft. It was still standing straight up, ready for more. Kelli turned over and noticed this, clearly not giving any care in the world that she just potentially got impregnated by her friends' brother. She grinned and pulled Jessica's legs over to her. She grabbed me and got up behind me. She grabbed my cock and lined it up with my sisters' pussy.

"Kelli! No what are you doing! This is wrong." Jessica said, feeling like she was about to relive her previous nightmare.

"Come on Jess, you'll enjoy it." Kelli replied, still completely unaware of what I did to her just a couple of days ago.

I wasn't going to argue and I wasn't going to wait while they did. I allowed Kelli to help me enter my own sister and it wasn't long before I was thrusting in and out of her again, albeit this time with a lot less problems and not nearly as much fighting. Kelli was on my back, giving me extra momentum every push I made into Jessica. Unlike the first time, Jessica was almost enjoying this, but was also partly still very upset. This didn't stop her body from betraying her thoughts as she felt another orgasm coming on, but not as large as the one Kelli gave to her just minutes ago. I also felt my second orgasm coming on as I turned my head to look at Kelli and she just winked at me. I knew what she meant.

I lifted up Jessica's legs so her feet were dangling on my shoulders and I was able to push just a very little bit deeper into her that way. Just as Jessica's orgasm hit her and she felt the incredible shockwaves run through her body, I was reaching mine as well. Kelli shoved me one final time in the back, pushing me further than I ever was into a female and I blew my load into my sister for the second time in 3 days. Shot after shot of semen again filled her up and I was in nirvana. A few short moments later, I collapsed on her and just laid there, with my head on her small tits. I licked once or twice at her small, erect nipples and all three of us just laid there for a minute or two. I slowly got limp and pulled out of my sister, and just as the first time, not much of my baby making batter escaped her. At this point I was well past thinking about the negative effects of what I had done. I laid on my back on her bed and the two girls got on both sides of me and we all fell asleep like that not too long later.

The next morning I awoke. Kelli was still sleeping, but my sister was awake, sitting naked on the edge of her bed with her head in her hands. I sat up next to her and grabbed her by the shoulder.

"I'm sorry." I said. I didn't know what else I could say.

"I was angry at you. I hated your guts when you raped me on Friday. I didn't think I would ever forgive you. But last night...last night I didn't hate you. I liked it. And that is very wrong. I'm sorry Mike, but this can't continue. Promise me you will not do that to me again. I need to figure out how to avoid getting pregnant from this if I'm not already. Nobody would understand." Jessica said with tears in her eyes.

"I promise, Jessica. It's done. I love you in more ways than I should. But you're right." I responded, realizing it's gone past too far now.

We embraced in a hug and I left the room. The rest of the day went on as normal. Later that night, Kelli went home and our parents came back. They would likely never find out the real truth of what happened. But the story is far from over.

CHAPTER 3

Later that week, I was at home listening to some music in my room, just generally living another day. My father was stuck late at work and Jessica was out with some of her friends. My mother and me were the only ones in the house for at least the next couple of hours. My mom walked into my room.

"Hey can you take out the trash real quick, please? I'm heading in for a shower then I'm probably just going to crash for the night." she said.

"Sure mom, no problem." I responded, not really wanting to do chores, but figured I would at least help out in this case.

She flashed a smile then exited. Minutes later she was in the bathroom and decided before she showered, she was going to clean the bathtub and shower since it hadn't been done for a few weeks at this point. She stripped out of all her clothes and tied a towel around her chest, covering her breasts down to her upper thighs. She has a nice body for a 36 year old woman and everyone knew it when they looked at her. Her breasts not exactly hitting a double D-cup, but still quite firm for having two children. Long brown hair, like her daughter and she was only an inch or two shorter than me. It didn't take her long to finish the majority of the cleaning. The last thing she had to do was to clean the drain. She sat on her knees on the outside of the tub and reached down into the drain to make sure nothing could be clogged up in the future. That is where her mistake was made. Her wedding ring caught underneath the grate of the drain and she was unable to free it. There was no way she was letting the ring go down the drain, and honestly even if she decided to, it likely wouldn't slip off her finger anyway. She tried to twist and pull and turn her arm, but wasn't able to get it free. She wished her husband was home. He likely could figure out how to unjam herself from this situation. She thought about just waiting until he got home to help, but that could be a few hours from now and her knees were already starting to ache from being on them for the short time she was already. She did the only thing she could do in this embarrasing situation.

"Michael!" She yelled, completely unaware that I was well versed in helping poor women stuck in very compromising situations. "Please come in here! I need your help!"

Thankfully, I just turned off the music and was about to take out the trash, so I heard my mothers' pleas for help pretty clear. I figured it was just another chore, so I sighed and walked towards the bathroom door. I entered and was not expecting the surprise in front of me. My own mothers almost full bare ass in the air, covered just a little bit by the towel, and her face in the bathtub. It didn't take long for my dick to respond with a twitch.

"Uhh what?" I said, almost sarcastically.

"Don't laugh. Don't look either as much as you can. I was cleaning the drain of the tub and my fucking wedding ring got stuck. I just need your help real quick to free my hand." She was frustrated and embarrased that she has to ask her son to help her in this position.

I stood in the doorway for a few seconds before finally approaching my mother. I looked down where her hand was stuck and couldn't help but glance at the towel that was hugging her breasts. There was no way I could let this oppertunity slip by.

"Alright maybe if I can get behind you and pull your arm, it will come free." I said, Knowing that likely wouldn't really help.

But there was no argument from my mother on the idea. So I went up behind her, with my dick now fully erect and grabbed her arm. I hugged my body to hers, and she could swear she felt something poking her in the ass, but was not going to go crazy about that right now. I tugged lightly a few times, each time my penis rubbing against her ass inside of my sweatpants. Ironically, the same sweatpants I was wearing when I took advantage of my sister nearly a week ago. I wasn't going to wait any longer. I'm feeling more bold since my previous sexual adventures went well enough overall, though I still know this is quite possibly the most dangerous one I have tried yet.

"So that didn't work, I'm going to try one thing, please don't panic." I said, with a grin on my face.

In reality, I wasn't actually going to try anything else to free her right now. I pulled down my sweatpants to my knees and stroked my throbbing member. But I wanted to get a better look at what my mother had been hiding from me all these years. So I laid down on my back and put my head between her thighs and got a real closeup look of her beautiful plump pussy. She had pubic hair, but very neatly trimmed short. I didn't pause a moment later, before burying my face in her cooch and began eating away. This caught my mother by absolute surprise and she was in shock. So much so she couldn't even yell right now. A million thoughts flooded her mind. But it didn't take more than 25 seconds before she realized...this felt good. Very good. Truth be told, her sexual life has slowed down a lot over the past couple of years with her husband. The marriage was great, but they were always so busy with work or other things around the house, there was not many oppertunities for sex. She felt disgusted with herself immediately thinking that this is ok.

"Michael. I...you need to stop this right now. If you...stop then I promise...your father won't find out and...this will be the end of it." She stammered through breaths.

She would never say it, she would never admit it, but her body was betraying her and she was feeling sexually good right now. I didn't stop. I kept digging my tongue in and out of her. It wasn't much longer before she was laying her stomach on the side of the tub and panting. Shortly after that, fireworks in her head as she had an orgasm. She trembled and came. From me! Her own son! In my mouth! She felt sick quickly after, knowing this was so wrong. Her body betrayed her, it wasn't her fault! At least, that's what she kept telling herself in her mind.

I was satisfied so far, but I wasn't done. I kneeled up behind her again and pointed my dick at her entrance, then thought of a different idea. I've never done anal before. So I changed the direction of my penis and spit on the head to mositen it up. I pointed at her asshole, and began to shove. My mother's eyes grew wide. She had done anal before, but it's been years, and she's also already feeling that her sons' dick his probably bigger than any other that has been in her ass in the past. But she did not argue. She will let him do this, this one time only. And she knew he wasn't wearing a condom, so at least she couldn't get pregnant like this. I kept shoving slowly in and out until finally I got my entire length in. I thrusted, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Soon I was slapping my balls against her pussy as I was ramming her in the ass. Her towel fell off and her d-cup titties were now bouncing. I reached under her and grabbed them, fondling them and squeezing them as I was pounding away and my mom was moaning. Thank god nobody else was in the house right now I thought.

Suddenly, somehow, my mothers hand came free from the drain. I released her and pulled out of her as she turned to me. I thought for sure I was fucked, and not in a good way. But instead, she laid on her back and exposed herself to me!

"We are too far into this now." She said. "Let's just finish. But I promise you this is the only time this will ever happen. And do not cum inside of me obviously." She was very stern with the warning.

I was in shock and disbelief, but I was also so happy. I pulled her one leg up onto my shoulder and kept her other leg beneath me as I entered her pussy for the first time. If felt incredible. Not nearly as tight as my sister or Kelli, obviously, but still quite a comfortable fit. It didn't take long for me to be pounding away at my mother. This was the roughest I fucked anyone before, mainly because I knew I wouldn't be hurting her due to her experience. She began to feel the sensation build up in her stomach again, seemingly at the same time as me. My mother was now nearly screaming as one of the biggest orgasms she's had in years hit her. Seconds later, mine hit me too. And I didn't listen to her previous demands. I shoved, balls deep and exploded spurt after spurt of warm semen coating her cervix as it flooded into her waiting womb. I pulled back and shoved multiple more times, getting every drop in, before collapsing on her, with my cock still shoved deep inside. We laid on the floor, panting for multiple minutes, before my mother realized.

"You...did not just cum inside of me, did you? I...Jesus Christ Michael I told you not to." She said, just now getting her breath back.

I slowly slid out of her and to my surprise, nothing leaked out after. I must have finished far inside of her.

"Sorry mom, I couldn't help myself. You were wonderful. It's only one time, I'm sure there is no danger." I said as I kissed her tits a couple of time before standing up, pulling my sweatpants up and exiting the bathroom.

My mother put her head back again for a few seconds, before finally taking her shower and finishing up for the night.

I went back to my room, laid on my bed and smiled. I felt the best I've ever felt in my life. I've been able to have sex with my mother, my sister twice, and her best friend.

CHAPTER 4

Three weeks later, my daily routine was somewhat back to normal. There has been no further sexual activity with my mother or sister, or anyone for that matter, other than my hand. I hated it, but I gave them my word that it would never happen again. Overall the relationship thankfully did not change between any of us. Jessica knocked on my door one day when I was in my room and I yelled "come in!" and she entered, with a look of straight nervousness and a little bit scared. She walked to me and sat down on the end of my bed. She looked to be on the verge of tears.

"Is everything alright, Jess?" I asked, actually concerned.

"I...I don't know..." Her voice trailed off a little bit.

"If you have something to tell me, I'll listen." I said, with a friendly smile on my face. Jessica tensed up, took a deep breath and decided she would have to reveal this sooner or later.

"I'm pregnant." She said, keeping her eyes closed. I was in shock, my mouth just hung open for a few seconds, not even knowing what I could say.

I cleared my throat and spoke "I see. Well...congratulations...I think? I...I assume I'm the only one you've ever had sex with?"

My sister nodded her head. I knew the answer, but just needed to make sure. Once verified, I sat beside her and hugged her. "I'm sorry I put you in this position. I should have been more careful. Hell, I shouldn't have done it at all. I will help you in any way I can if you plan to keep the baby. But I don't know what you can tell mom and dad."

"I've already decided I will keep it. But that isn't it. Kelli...is also pregnant." Jessica said with another sigh.

I was now in a state of shock and terror. My heart rate increased even more. "I'm fucked" I thought in my own mind. "Um..oh. I fucked up bad." I said to her.

"Well, she's also keeping her baby. We are going to go with the same story. One of the get togethers we had with friends went too far and that's when we both had sex with some boys from a school a town over. We think with enough cover up, it'll work." She said.

A huge feeling of relief came over me as she told me their plan. It was very doable and yeah they will lose points with their parents, but at least the truth will never be said. I hugged her, feeling more love for her than ever before. When she told her parents, they were both extremely disappointed in her, but there was no formal punishment, just more of a "we thought you were better than this" deal. But life would return to normal for them as well.

Just two days later, me, Jessica, our father, and our mother were sitting at our table, eating dinner. It was a great dinner, steak with a side of potatoes and some other things. It was actually the nicest dinner we've had in quite a while, but I didn't really think about it until my mom asked them to look at her during the middle of dinner.

"Michael. Jessica. I have something to announce. Me and your father...well...we're pregnant!" She said with a giant smile on her face.

My head immediately started spinning. In my mind I pleaded that it was my fathers, that I would not have fathered three children with all three women I basically raped. I had to know for sure. So later that night, I went into my mothers room while my father was in the shower.

"Did I...is the baby really dad's?" I asked.

"I think we both know the answer to that one. Your dad and I...we love each other very much, but we've only had sex one time in the last month and that was with him wearing a condom and he didn't finish inside...like you did." She said, almost with a glare, but also with understanding.

"Ugh I'm...sorry mom. I really messed up." I said, with my head down.

"I'm not...too mad about it. In a way, I'm kindof looking forward to being a mother again. It's a lot of work, but...I miss it. The story stays that it's your father's though of course." She said.

"For sure. I love you, mom." I said with a smile.

"Yeah, obviously in more ways than one." She said with a slight laugh. This conversation made her think though. Her daughter told them she was pregnant just days before. "Mike...I need to ask you something and you must tell me the truth. It will not leave this room and nothing will change, but I absolutely need to know."

"Of course, mom. What is it?" I asked, genuinly unaware she would put two and two together.

"Were you the one that got your sister pregnant? And Kelli? Is it really a coincidence that they both got pregnant about the same time, a few weeks after she slept here that weekend me and your father were stuck on our trip?" She said, with a straight look on her face.

I could have denied it. I could have lied to her face and tell her it wasn't me. But I felt she would be a bit more understanding considering what we did together as well.

"Yes. It was me. Both of them. I really messed this one up, mom." I replied, honestly.

My mother was clearly disappointed, but also in a way relieved that it wasn't some strangers baby being developed inside her daughter. "Obviously I'm disappointed and upset by that revelation, but it could be worse. This question may be out of line, but I want to know how good of a daughter I raised. Were you...her first?"

I paused, but it didn't take too long for me to answer. "I was." I said.

This made my mother smile a bit, at least knowing her daughter was otherwise good.

"I think this conversation is over now, Michael. But promise me you'll stop sleeping with family. And stop cumming inside of the women you do sleep with." She said, serious, but with a smile.

I promised and we hugged as I left the room. I just kept thinking thank god she didn't ask if I forced my sister like I forced her. In fact I was much more forceful the first time I fucked my sister than I was with her, but thankfully it seems that will never come to light.

A month passed and my sister and mother were both noticably getting bigger. I took care of them as best I could, since this was all my fault after all. I also swore off of women for now, getting the wrong woman pregnant would really fuck up my life. One morning, I helped out like I have been, then headed to my friends house. We were meeting up and walking to school together this morning. Brian was my best friend. We've known each other since grade school and we were basically like brothers. I knocked on the door, and a little bit surprisingly Brian's mom answered. Brian's mom was always a good looker. Even now, being almost 40 years old, she still looked like she could become a model. Her name is Amy. She has natural brown hair, but she always dyes it dark red. It's long and flowing halfway down her back. She has a slim body and a wonderfully shaped ass. Her tits were definitely DD's, but not obnoxiously large. On this particular morning, she opened the door wearing a nightgown that covered down to her upper thighs.

"Oh! Michael! I'm sorry I had no idea you were coming by this morning." She said, pulling her nightgown tighter to make sure she was fully covered. "To be honest, I thought you may have been the delivery man dropping off a box I ordered a few days ago." She was embarrased she was dressed so racy in front of her sons's best friend.

Little did she know, when she pulled her nightgown tighter to make sure she was covered, she inadvertently pressed her nipples against it, giving a nice outline of them. It must have been the cool morning air, I thought. "Oh my bad. I figured he would have told you." I said.

"Brian's not even awake yet, actually. Seems not only did he forget to tell me, but he also didn't remember himself." Amy replied with a smile.

She invited me into the kitchen while I waited for Brian to get ready. Within seconds of being in the kitchen, Brian yelled down the steps "Sorry man. I slept in. Give me 10 or 15 minutes and I'll be down and ready to go."

"All good. No rush." I responded. It's not like I haven't slept in numerous times in my life either.

"Well, while you wait, let me at least make you some tea. I'm in the process of making myself some coffee anyway." Amy said.

I tossed my backpack on the floor near the door and sat down at their kitchen table as Amy went over to the counter and began making the drinks. I couldn't help but check her out. Her smooth legs revealed so far up. I just wished there was a bit more I could see. The terrible thoughts that flooded my head when I took advantage of my sister, Kelli, and my mother crept back into my mind. I wondered...could I get away with it again? I felt my pockets, but knew I had no condoms with me. I would have to pull out on time. But...what would she say? Would she scream? Would Brian hear? Would it completely ruin our friendship? Would I go to jail? Was it worth it? In the end, I came to the same conclusion I had before, yes it is. So I slowly got up from the chair and creeped up behind Amy as she was very slightly bent washing a glass in the sink. I first bent down behind her and looked up her nightgown to see how hard access would be and to my amazement and surprise, she was wearing nothing underneath. My dick was trying to explode out of my jeans right there. I slowly and quietly unbottoned and unzipped my jeans, letting my cock spring out. I stroked a few times before making my move.

I nearly pounced on Amy, with one hand over her mouth and the other hand grabbing her large breasts and fondling them roughly. Absolute shock hit her face and her eyes were wide. She struggled and tried to scream, but with the running water in the sink and Brian upstairs with the door shut and likely some music on, as he started that way every morning, and my hand over her mouth, she knew it likely wouldn't help. I took my hand away from her breasts and shoved it up the back of her nightgown. I grabbed a handful of her pussy and began rubbing it. My fingers on her pubic mound felt the nice landing strip Amy had. I stuck one finger into her vagina and began sexually assaulting her. I then moved to two fingers, all while still covering her mouth with my other hand. She didn't stop squirming or fighting me, even though I could feel the wetness on my fingers at this point.

I knew I didn't have too much time before Brian came down, and needed to make sure he didn't know, so I took my fingers out of Amy's snatch and spit on my hand to get my cock nice and wet for her. I pointed it at her entrance, and pushed slowly in, feeling every inch of me enter her and loving every second of it. I was now fully in, and she continued to fight me, but I was stronger than her. Within seconds I was thrusting away, violently in and out of her, reaching the deep depths of her insides with each thrust. I reached up and yanked the top of her nightgown to reveal one of her nice DD titties swinging with each slap heard as I pounded away on her. I grabbed and proded at her tits, leaning my weight on her back and continued to pound away into her. Amy was trying with all her might to get me off, or even to remove my hand, but she just couldn't and she was quickly running out of energy. Another minute of this action and I was going to blow. I kept thinking of where I wanted to shoot my load as finally Amy began to slow down her fighting and just accept what is happening to her.

I felt my balls tighten and the serum come up into my penis and right as I began to pull out to shoot it on her ass, she decided to fight one last time, which inadvertently forced me as deep as I could go and I exploded deep into her. Now taken over by pure ectacy, I thrusted one more, two more, three more times as hard as I could, emptying my balls into my best friends mother. She felt the warmth flood her cervix into her womb. She didn't even think about if he was wearing a condom or not and now she has this assholes semen inside of her, she thought. I thought of nothing, but how relieved I felt as I laid on her back, holding her against the counter with my cock still shoved in her. Finally, I heard the music upstairs stop and knew Amy was no longer struggling. I pulled my hand away from her mouth and my dick out of her. A very small stream of semen left her vagina onto the kitchen floor. I pulled up my jeans and picked up my backpack. Amy's face was covered in tears and her hands were shaking from the brutal rape that she just experienced. She was a very proud woman, there was no way anyone would ever find out about this. She built up the strength to fix her nightgown, and exit the kitchen towards her room. She shut the door and not a word was said. Not 30 seconds later, Brian came down, screamed "Bye mom!" and we exited the house together.

About 2 months passed and Amy never had any kind of interaction with me anymore. I was never allowed over to Brian's house anymore, and Brian had no idea why. We stayed good friends since Brian never found out the truth. But one day I caught just a brief look at her and realized, just as Kelli, my sister, and my mother, she was getting larger. I also knew at this point I certainly would be in prison if she said anything, so I really got away with it again...

CHAPTER 5

Since I raped Amy, a year had passed. I graduated high school. I didn't have sex with any other woman in that time, I didn't even get a girlfriend. Kelli gave birth to a healthy young baby boy and she had her parents helping care for him. My mother also gave birth to a healthy young baby boy, my brother, but also my son. My best friends mother, Amy, gave birth to a daughter. My sister, Jessica, ended up giving birth to two lovely twin girls. Somehow, nothing negative came out of what I had done to all those women. I still have never had any further interaction with Amy and likely would never really get to see or meet my daughter I provided her with.

Me and Brian both got real jobs together and to celebrate, we went out bowling. The bowling alley was a little busy, but it wasn't overly crowded on this night. We got set up in a lane and were getting ready, picking out our bowling balls and putting on our bowling shoes. In the lane right beside ours, three girls were bowling. One of them I recognized as Taylor. She was in my graduation class. She was a cheerleader in school and she was just about 2 inches shorter than I was. She had blonde hair that reaches just past her shoulders with a perfect cheerleader body. She was toned as far as muscle goes, but certainly not too muscular. Her chest was likely somewhere around a c-cup, but of course I never knew for sure. Her ass bubbled out just a little bit in the yoga pants she was wearing. I noticed during my last 2 years in high school, she would occasionally say hi to me and randomly start up conversations, but no kind of relationship ever came of it because, in all honesty, I was quite nervous about potentially starting a relationship with a cheerleader in high school. We greeted each other as I was getting ready to bowl. Their group was about halfway through the game at this point.

Brian and I got halfway through our game, as the group of girls were nearing the end of theirs. Throughout the games, the girls, me and Brian would occasionally get into a conversation, tell some jokes, just having a good time. No doubt I was checking out Taylor the whole time. The girls finished their game just before Brian and I finished ours. It came down to the final frame. Brian just went and I needed to get a strike to beat him, anything less and I would lose. This game wasn't very competitive, but of course I wanted to win. I lined up my shot and took it and sure enough I got a strike. Taylor cheered for me while the other two girls just kindof stayed out of it. Both of our parties planned to stay and play one more game before going home, but we were all getting some food in between the games. I had to piss, so I headed towards the restroom while Brian went to order some food. Taylor told her friends she also had to use the restroom, so she headed in the same way. Her friends went with Brian to order the food. I took a piss, washed my hands, and was walking out of the men's bathroom and when I opened the door, Taylor was standing there with a sly smile on her face.

"Anyone else in the bathroom right now?" She asked.

"No...I don't think so?" I said, understanding a few seconds too late why she asked.

She shoved me back into the bathroom, the door shut behind us. She pulled me into one of the stalls, shut that door and pushed me down onto the toliet seat. She straddled me and we started making out. I was in heaven. Here I was, in the mens bathroom at the bowling alley, making out with one of the hottest girls I went to school with! She took off her top and laid it on the back of the toliet. Thankfully, this bathroom was actually kept quite clean which is unusual for bowling alleys. I reached back and unclasped her black lace bra to reveal her smooth c-cup tits. They were perfect. Her nipples were perfect. Jesus Christ, I thought, is anything about this woman not perfect? The bra was set on her shirt on the back of the toliet as we continued to make out and I fondled her breasts. I put my head down into her chest and began madly tonguing and sucking away at her nipples. Taylor was already melting in my grasp. She got off of me and pulled my pants down to my ankles. My boxers didn't last much longer as she yanked them down too, revealing my rock hard cock ready for a woman. She gripped it in her hand and began going up and down. This was the first time I ever got a handjob, and I loved it.

That didn't last long before she put her mouth over my dick and within seconds was taking the whole thing in and out of her mouth. I was already feeling myself boil, but knew I had to hold it. Thankfully, she stopped and turned her back to me as I was still sitting on the toliet seat. She grabbed the top of her yoga pants and slowly pulled them down while bending in front of me, giving me a straight shot into the eye of her clean shaven and waxed womanhood. There were no panties between her yoga pants and her entrance, which turned me on even more. The thought of her being so brave and sexy walking around without panties. I wondered how many times she did that in school. Flashbacks of all the sexy clothes she wore in school and the thought that she had a bare pussy underneath it drove me mad. She leaned back into my lap, my dick right up in front of her pussy in between her sexy thighs.

"Condom?" She asked.

I shook my head. "No. I wasn't exactly expecting for this to happen at a bowling alley." I said a bit sarcastically, but also truthfully.

"We'll be careful then. Just pull out on time." She said. She was so lost in the moment, she didn't care. It seemed she needed me inside of her, like she needed to feel what she missed out on in the last few years of high school.

She moved up and down just a couple of times giving my cock a nice massage between her thighs before going up a little higher, lining up my cock with her entrance, and sinking down onto it. She was already in bliss. Taylor began bouncing up and down on my dick as I was reaching around and massaging her clit with one hand and groping her breast with the other hand. We both knew if we were gone too long, our friends would come looking for us so we couldn't take our time and enjoy each others' company for too long. She began bouncing up and down on my dick with more momentum and I grabbed her hips to shove up each time for maximum effect. She started moaning quite loud and I was almost worried someone would hear us, but I was too caught up in the moment to stop her right now. We both began feeling the end coming just as two random guys entered the bathroom, having a conversation about their ongoing bowling game. To stop her from moaning too loud and alerting them, possibly getting us banned from the bowling alley for life for having sex in the bathroom, I put my hand over her mouth and we slowed down the action just a little bit, but neither of us stopped moving. The guys were taking too long and both Taylor and I were about to explode. They began washing their hands and the thrusting became more intense again since the water hid the sound of skin on skin action. They still weren't out of the bathroom though and we just couldn't hold back anymore. I had to pull out, but couldn't without the noises alerting the men in the bathroom, but that was it, I couldn't last anymore! One final thrust and I shot a large load of semen straight up into Taylor's love canal. At that exact moment, Taylor had one of the most intense orgasms of her life. Fireworks shot in her head as she shook multiple times in my lap while shot after shot of cum loaded her awaiting womb.

The orgasms finally passed and the other men left the bathroom. Taylor had her back laying on my chest, both of us panting heavily and I was still fondling her perfect tits with my dick still far up in her.

"Shit." Taylor said aloud, breaking the silence. "You weren't supposed to cum inside of me. I'm not on birth control, you know."

She definitely said it in a serious way, but also didn't seem like she even really cared at this point. She just experienced one of the most powerful orgasms of her life. She was not yet out of the moment.

"I was trying to pull out at the last second, but the guys came in the bathroom at the most inoppertune time, and you were so tight, and I couldn't do it without alerting them." I said to defend my actions.

"It's not your fault" she said as she turned her head a little bit with a smile. "We had a good time anyway. I'll just have to remember to grab some plan b pills on my way home tonight."

She slowly lifted herself up off of my lap and only lost a drop of my sperm. She pulled up her yoga pants.

"Uh, don't you want to...clean yourself out a little bit? There's a lot in you right now." I asked.

Taylor smiled at me as she put back on her bra. "Maybe I like the feeling of what you left in me and I want to keep it there for safekeeping. Surely the pills will prevent any bad from coming of it."

This made me hard again, but I was already pulling back up my pants and knew we had to get back to our friends.

"So here's how we'll do this. You go out first since it's the men's restroom and make sure it is clear and I'll come out right after." Taylor said.

I nodded in agreement and we both got out of the bathroom without incident. We made our way back to our friends.

"Jesus you were gone long enough!" Brian said, getting agreement from the two other girls.

"Sorry for the wait, me and Mike ended up getting in a competitive battle at one of the arcade machines near the bathrooms." Taylor said, winking at me.

We all finished our night with a lot of laughter and good times. Taylor finished hers with a very small wet spot on her yoga pants, presumably some of my cum leaking out of her. Thankfully her yoga pants were black and nobody else was looking there, so nobody else seemed to notice.

Nearly nine months later, Taylor gave birth to a baby girl. Either she never took the plan B pills, or they didn't work. my list of children was growing quite a bit, and I was the only one that knew it for the most part. Taylor and I ended up becoming a couple and actually getting married a couple of years later.

CHAPTER 6

It's now been 17 years. Days have turned into nights, and back into days again. Life went on as normal. I never seen Amy again, so I never got to meet one of my daughters. Kelli got into a relationship with another guy and moved away with her son. The son I had with my own mother was graduating from high school. Taylor and I were still married with our one daughter, who just had her 17th birthday. The twin girls I had with my own sister was now 18 years old, and just started college. Most of the people involved were completely unaware of my other relationships. I actually became a massage therapist, which was a direction I probably would have never guessed my life would have went years ago. I opened my own, small massage clinic downtown. It was never bustling with traffic by any means, but it did well enough to keep food on the table and my family living comfortably. Obviously massaging beautiful women was a big bonus to this job. I never went further than a massage and maybe a little "accidental" touch here and there though. This specific day was a Saturday and I was in the back room finishing up some financial details when I heard the door open and the bell ring, to make me aware someone entered the building. I shut the finance books and went out to the front counter to greet whoever walked in.

Much to my surprise, it was my sisters daughter. MY daughter. One of the twins, Layla. She was alone, her sister Alexa nowhere to be found. We exchanged surprised looks at each other when she was standing at the front counter.

"Uncle Mike?" She asked.

She would never know the truth. That not only was I her uncle, but I was her father as well.

"Layla! Good to see you." I gave her a hug.

"I didn't know you work here." She said.

"I actually own this business." I said, proudly.

"Oh. I see." She said with a bit of nervousness.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I tweaked my lower back, shoulder, and hamstring in volleyball practice and we have a game next weekend. I was told by a friend that she came here and a lady gave her a nice massage and she felt a million times better. I was hoping she could help me out too." Layla said.

She must be talking about my only employee, Marissa. She was a nice, beautiful woman around my age that I hired since some women are only comfortable getting a massage by another woman. However, she was on vacation for the entire next week.

"Oh you're talking about Marissa! I'm sorry, she's actually out until next Monday. She's on vacation right now. Hawaii I think." I told her.

"Oh. That sucks. Do you know anywhere else in town that could help me out?" Layla asked.

Of course there were one or two other good massage parlors in town, but I didn't want to send her away. Layla and her sister looked very similar. They both had long, brown hair. Both stood at approximately 5'4, maybe 5'5. They both played volleyball and were in very good shape. I've been to a number of their games. I was of course also aware of their wonderful shapes. Well toned, asses that showed off well in their volleyball shorts and I guessed b-cup breasts. I never cared about boob size, and as sick as some people would think I am, I thought my daughters were quite good looking in a sexual way.

"Why don't I just give you the massage?" I asked, shooting my shot.

"Uh that's kinda awkward, don't you think? I mean, you're my uncle." She said, with a questioning look on her face.

"I'll try not to make it weird. I can be professional. I promise." I said, with a friendly smile, really trying to get her roped in now.

"I..don't know. I feel kinda weird about it." Layla said. She wasn't sure about any other good massage parlors around and she really needed to get her back, shoulder, and leg in good shape before their big volleyball game next weekend. In her mind, she would just have to get over her embarrasment. "Fine. I guess it's fine." she finally caved.

I was overly excited that I would get to rub down my own niece/daughter, but I had to keep it professional, at least for now.

"Sounds good. Follow me to the room. And since you're family, this one is on the house." I said.

Layla seemed even happier to hear that. She followed me to one of the two rooms we had in the building for massages and I began preparing the station.

"I'm sure you already feel awkward about this, but please relax. You'll feel better once I'm done, I promise. Now please take off your shirt and jeans and lay down, feel free to cover yourself with the towel if you would like." I said, hoping she would just do what I said without question.

"Oh, I'm not sure I want to take off my clothes." Layla said, nervous.

I had a feeling it wouldn't be that easy. "Ok, then at least take off your socks and shoes and lay down on your stomach on the table." I figured I would find some other way to get her out of her clothes.

She did that and I finished preparing. I put some lotion on my hands and began on her lower back. After a few minutes of working on her lower back, she was feeling more relaxed and I worked my way up just a little bit. I was nearing her bra strap and decided I would make my first move.

"The shirt really is in the way of me getting to your upper back and shoulders, do you trust me enough to at least take that off?" I asked.

Layla opened her eyes, still feeling kindof awkward about the massage. "Yeah. Ok that's fine." She said.

She sat up, back facing me, and pulled off her shirt. She layed back face down onto the massage table and I went back to work, rubbing and working out the kinks in her back. I couldn't see the front of it, but the back of her bra was pink lace. I just imagined how sexy her tits looked in it. I continued to rub her whole back and shoulders for a few more minutes, before moving down to her legs. I didn't spend long rubbing her legs before trying my next move.

"I know you didn't want to take off the jeans, but they really are in the way of me really helping you with your legs. Would you be ok enough to take them off? I can fold a towel over your butt." I said as reassuringly as I could.

Layla didn't speak at first. She really didn't want to take her jeans off in front of me, I could tell, but she also understood getting a massage with jeans on probably wouldn't help too much. "I understand. Ok. I'm ok with that."

She got up to her feet and I faced away from her. She pulled down her jeans and tossed them on the nearby chair and layed back down on her stomach, pulling the towel over her ass. I caught just a slight reflection of her in a vase on the counter and noticed it looked like she was also wearing pink lace panties to match her bra. I turned back around and folded the towel up as far as I could without being too revealing. I still had work to do. I went to work on her feet, lower legs and upper legs for quite a while, trying to work out every knot I could find. I rubbed as far up as the bottom of her ass cheek, but stopped from going further...for now. Time for my next move.

"I'd like to go over the back of your shoulders one more time, but to really get in there, do you think you would be ok with taking off your bra? You're currently on your stomach, so nothing will be revealed." I said, confidently.

Layla admittedly was very relaxed by the massage and already felt the benefits of it happening. So she caved pretty easily this time. "Sure. That makes sense." She said.

She sat up, as I turned away again, trying to get that same slight reflection in the vase I seen before, but was unable to this time. She unsnapped her bra and tossed it on the nearby chair and laid back down on her stomach. I checked out her sexy bra while I continued to really massage her back and shoulders as good as I could. A while longer and I finally decided to move on.

"Alright, your back should be good, now roll over and I can work on the front of your shoulders, your stomach and legs." I said slyly.

She opened her eyes, now questioning how far this would go. It was a fantastic massage, but she still felt kindof awkward. "Uh, I don't know if I really need that." She said.

"I told you that you can trust me! I swear it will be worth it." I said, trying to reasure her.

She caved again. "Fine." She said. I turned away again as she turned onto her back and fixed the towel over her panties and put a towel over her now exposed breasts. I turned back around and continued the massage. Working on her neck and the front of her shoulders along with her arms and hands. I rubbed her stomach and her sides, which revealed she was actually pretty ticklish. I went up as far as I felt safe with, but not quite touching her breasts under the towel. I then moved down to her feet and the front of her legs for a while. Then I tried for the last article of clothing that was still on her. I moved the towel slightly away from her sides so I could massage her hip. The pink lace panty strap was definitely in the way though.

"Last awkward thing. I want to get your hips so we know we covered it all, but the strap of your underwear is in the way just a bit." I said.

This is where I seen her face got beat red. She admittedly was loving the massage, but if she took off her panties, even being covered, she would have nothing left on her body. But at this point, she was already this far into it. "Uhh, ok I guess that's fine." She finally said.

Again, I turned away, giving her the privacy she needed. She stood up and took off her pink lace panties, laid back down on her back, and covered her chest and pussy again with the towels. I turned back around and continued the massage on her hips. The pink lace panties she took off were even sexier seeing them fully. Normally this is where I would do my finishing touches, making sure everything was good with the customer, but not in this case. Layla looked to be heavily enjoying the massage, and in her mind, she was actually feeling very good, maybe too good. She tried to push the thought of getting aroused by her own uncle feeling her up out of her mind, but it wasn't happening. I went one step further. I went back to her stomach again and massaged up until the tips of my fingers just touched the bottom of her breasts. She definitely felt it, but didn't think much of it now. I was feeling braver now, feeling like I didn't have to be as sneaky. I moved up further and before too long, I was basically massaging her breasts. Kneading them with my palms, feeling her small nipples pushing up into my hand.

"Um is this part of the massage?" Layla asked with her eyes still closed.

"Of course it is. Just relax. Not too much longer and you should be good." I said, grinning.

At this point I was all over her tits, so I just slid the towel off of her chest. She didn't object to it now. She was in her own mind. Ignoring the fact I was her uncle, she was just turned on now and no man has ever touched her like this before. Her tits were even more wonderful than I imagined. Her small pink nipples were showing clear signs of ectacy and pleasure. Of course I wanted more though. While one hand continued to massage her breasts, I reached down with my other hand and was rubbing the inside of her upper leg. I kept creeping up until I hit wetness. She really was turned on. I didn't wait before beginning to massage her clit. Now she wasn't objecting to anything. She began giving off silent moans. I slowly pulled the towel off, without any objection by her and then continued giving her pleasure. She had no pubic hair to speak of, clearly she took after her mother and shaved herself bare. My cock was clearly visable in my shorts now.

I decided to go another step further. I moved down to her legs, and spread them ever so slightly. I kissed my way down her inner legs and met her vagina with my lips. Within seconds, I was eating away at her pussy. The aroma and taste was intoxicating and I could tell Layla was already nearing orgasm.

"I...I'm..." She stammered, not even able to get rest of the sentence out.

I knew what she meant and I didn't stop. I continued to massage her clit with my tongue and within seconds she was vibrating. Her whole body convulsed as I had my mouth over her entire pussy, catching the juices on my tongue. She came down from her high and I pulled off my shorts without her noticing. I moved up her body, kissing all the way up to her tits. I began sucking on them as I was stroking my dick with some lotion, using it as lube. I began rubbing the head against her slit. She didn't fight it. Layla never had sex before, which I wasn't sure of at the time, but the way she was feeling now, she couldn't stop me from making her feel right. I slowly inched in her virgin pussy, stretching it over my girth and probing in far enough to break the hymen away. I took it easy on her small, tight pussy until I was down to the hilt inside of her. I started slowly at first, then sped up and within minutes I was pounding away at her freshly deflowered snatch as she was just about screaming in pleasure. I pushed her legs up so her feet were on my shoulders for maximum effect. I felt the end coming, and had no intention of pulling out now. A few more thrusts later and I shoved deep, exploding inside of her. Torrent among torrent of cum shot from me deep into her, through her cervix and filling up her young, virgin womb. She had another body shaking orgasm at the exact same time, making me spurt a few extra drops inside of her. I sat back up, slowly moving in and out a few more times while her pussy was full of my batter before finally stopping and we both just stayed in that position, coming back to reality. I finally slipped out of her and a small stream of cum escaped as her legs went back down. I kissed her on the lips.

"So much for keeping it professional. But I sure do feel better." She said, sarcastically.

"Well, after so far into it, you didn't seem to mind anymore. And you are gorgeous. It will be our little secret." I smiled at her.

"So, was this your fantasy or something?" She asked.

"One of them, sure. I'm sure you have some of your own." I replied.

"I sometimes imagine Alexa's mouth pleasuring me the way you did." She admitted.

"Your own sister? Sexy. Maybe I can try to help you make that happen sometime?" I said, already getting hard again from the thought.

Not too long after, we got dressed and I kissed her once more before she exited the shop and I began the cleanup process. It seems like I have one last goal to accomplish.

CHAPTER 7

Part way through the week, Layla and Alexa were informed their volleyball game was cancelled. Of course they were sad and upset, they put so much time into getting prepared for the game. Their sadness was short lived however, when their mother informed them they would all be going on a weekend vacation at a spa resort. It would be them, their mom, their grandmother, and me. They were excited and eager to get away from their daily life, even if just for a few days. Before they knew it, Friday night and we were at the spa resort. We all got settled into the rooms and ate a nice dinner. I had my own room, Layla and Alexa shared a room, and Jessica and our mother shared a room. We all split off to do different things. I was heading towards a small arcade they had. Even after all these years I was still big into video games. I was interrupted by Layla on my way there though. It seems she was in the middle of a chess match with some woman.

"Hey! I forgot my phone in my room. Get it for me please?" Layla asked, as she tossed him her room key.

Somehow, despite what happened between the two of us just a week ago, there seemed to be no awkwardness at all. She even treated me more normal now than she did previously. At first I was going to toss the key back to her and go about my own business, but figured I'd be nice this time. I headed back to the girls' room and entered. I quickly found and grabbed Layla's phone off of the stand and was about to head back out, when I realized the shower was running and the door was open halfway. It was obviously Alexa, I thought to myself. I remembered how Layla told me she had fantasies of fucking her own sister, and I felt my dick throb in my pants. Figuring chances like this don't come up too often, I decided to take a peek.

Poking my head into the bathroom, I seen Alexa sitting on the side of their stand up shower with the head of the shower in between her legs. She was groping her smallish breasts and breathing heavily. I couldn't believe the luck that I stumbled in on. Her pink silk panties were laying at my feet on the bathroom floor. I picked them up and pulled down my pants slightly and began to stroke myself with her panties as I watched my own daughter masturbate in the shower. It didn't take me long to blow my load into the panties. I caught my breath and knew I couldn't put the panties back on the floor because they were now filled with my cum. I shoved them in my pocket, grabbed the phone, and quietly left the room. Alexa finished pleasuring herself, shut off the shower and discovered she couldn't find her panties. She didn't want to waste too much time looking for them, so she just threw on her skirt and didn't bother finding another pair of underwear. She decided to go see what her sister was up to.

I got back and gave Layla her phone.

"Took long enough." She said, but not really caring as she was still intent on the chess game.

I carried on slight conversations with her as she continued playing for just a few minutes until Alexa showed up. At first, I was scared, thinking she may have noticed me in the room minutes ago, but my alarm quickly left when she ran up to me and gave me a hug.

"Uncle Mike! I'm already having a ton of fun, and we still have another two days of this! Let's go to the arcade!" She got giddy and jumped. Alexa was always one that sometimes was too happy. I also thought her just getting herself off in the shower had something to do with it too. I noticed the nice small plaid skirt she was wearing and my thoughts of course jumped to "I wonder what kind of panties she's wearing now". Since I was already heading to the arcade anyway, we went together.

We played some games and had a good time. Alexa ran out of cash and didn't want to run back to the room to get more, so of course she pleaded for some from me. She accidentally dropped a few quarters on the ground and they both bent down to pick them up and that is when I got a quick glance up her skirt and realized she was not wearing any panties at all! "Jesus Christ!" I said to myself as my heart raced. I couldn't try anything here, way too public, but the picture stayed in my memory. I couldn't help myself, but kept thinking about Layla wanting to have sex with Alexa. I decided this weekend would be the time to help her turn that fantasy into reality. While we were playing the arcade games, I was secretly coming up with plans in my head. Not long later, Layla showed up looking for us. I decided to discuss my plan with her. I gently pulled Layla to the side.

"Hey so you know what happened last weekend..." I said, still finding it awkward to really talk about it.

Layla's face lit up bright red. "Um, yeah. Kinda can't forget haha." She said with nervous laughter.

"So I know you have interest in your sister. What if I told you, we might be able to make your wishes come true?" I whispered.

Layla was a little bit surprised. She forgot she even admitted thinking about her sister in that way, but admittedly, she started feeling turned on thinking about it again. "Um..what did you have in mind?"

"I have a plan. And I don't think your sister will fight it too much. She seems to be...adventurous." I said.

"What do you mean?" Replied Layla.

"She's not wearing panties right now. She bent down to pick up some coins earlier and I noticed." I said, grinning.

Layla felt herself getting warmer. She was now really turned on, but had to keep hiding it. Layla and I finished discussing our plan. It would involve getting her sister naked in the sauna the next day. Layla admitted she felt devilish.

The next day was going great. We all ate a nice lunch and then began doing our own things and just generally having a good time. Layla and I smiled at each other and our plan was about to be set in motion. It really shouldn't be that hard considering her sister was obviously not as shy as she thought. Layla ran up to Alexa and grabbed her arm.

"Hey let's go to the sauna! I wanna chill!" Layla said.

"Sounds fun to me!" Replied Alexa.

They were both already in their two piece swim suits since they were previously swimming before lunch anyway. They headed to the sauna and Layla was trying to act as normal as possible, but was just too turned on right now thinking about her sister. She was also scared, knowing that if this plan goes sideways, it could hurt their relationship. The girls sat in the sauna just talking and gossiping. Finally, Layla decided to try spicing things up.

"Hey, let's play truth or dare!" She said.

"Really, Lay'? We aren't children!" Alexa said, laughing it off.

"Come on! It'll be fun!" Layla replied.

Alexa thought about it for a few seconds, then smiled. "Fine." She said.

The game started out pretty much as a truth or dare game normally starts. Almost all truths with a small stupid dare in between. Layla decided to heat it up when her sister replied with "truth" for the third time in a row.

"Have you ever went in public without panties?" Layla asked her sister, smirking, already knowing the answer from the night previous.

Alexa blushed, the night prior immediately came to her mind as well, though she didn't really MEAN to leave their room without panties last night.

"Uh wow. So this is the direction this game is going to go now?" She laughed. "Fine. Yes, I have. But now it's your turn. Truth or dare?"

"Truth." Layla replied.

"Are you still a virgin?" Alexa asked, smirking, knowing that question will one up her previous.

Layla blushed heavily, her mind sending herself back a week ago to me and her making love on the massage bed, the feeling of her first fuck and of my explosion inside of her. "I was...until quite recently." She finally replied.

Alexa was a little bit surprised, she really thought her sister was the calmer one, but it seems she lost her virginity before Alexa herself did.

"Truth or dare?" Layla said.

"Dare." Alexa replied, laughing.

"I dare you to take off your swimsuit." Layla was really trying not to be too happy.

"What?! No way!" Alexa fought back.

"Scared?" Layla said smiling, trying to rope her sister in. "Here, I'll even lock the door!"

She got up and locked the sauna door and sat back down. While all of this was going on, I was standing outside of the sauna, looking like I'm minding my own business. I heard the latch click and that was the sign that so far things were going good. Inside the sauna, Alexa was blushing, but couldn't let her sister one up her.

"Fine! I'll do it, but you have to as well! No way I'm doing it alone!" She said.

They both let out nervous laughter and took off their swim suits. Both girls sat naked, letting the beads of sweat roll down their glistening bodies. They were both secretly checking each other out. The game went on for two more questions until it was Layla's turn again.

"Truth or dare?" She asked her sister.

"Dare" Alexa replied, feeling much braver now.

"Lay down on the bench and close your eyes." Layla said.

"What? You're not going to put a scorpion on me or do something gross are you?" She replied.

"Oh come on! Like I have a scorpion in here!" Layla said laughing.

Alexa caved and laid down on her back and closed her eyes, just as instructed. Layla stood up and slyly unlocked the sauna door without Alexa noticing. She then went over to her sister and bent down to face her pussy. She stuck out her tongue, catching her sisters labia, and Alexa's eyes shot wide open.

"What the hell?! I said nothing gross!" Alexa was shocked.

"Is this gross?" Layla replied, with her seductive eyes meeting Alexa's.

Layla then went in between her sisters legs again and let her tongue glide over her vagina. Alexa didn't want to fight it. She tilt her head back and let it happen. Layla started out glancing her sisters pussy with each passing motion, then turned it into putting her whole mouth over her sisters watering vagina and pressing her tongue in and out. Alexa never felt something so wonderful. Within minutes she was shaking as an explosion of juices flooded over Layla's tongue. Layla cleaned up the mess on her sisters pussy and then moved up and began making out with her. At near perfect timing, I slowly entered the sauna. I shut the door and Alexa seen me.

She nearly jumped off the bench, trying to cover herself. "Mike! Uh, I thought the sauna was locked?!"

"Don't worry about it, Lexi." Layla said and pushed her back down onto the bench. Alexa was now extremely confused. The girls continued to make out and I sat at the edge of the bench, stroking myself. Layla motioned for me to come forwards. I started kissing my own daughters all over and now all of us were having a great time.

"Uncle Mike is going to make you feel good, just like he made me feel good." Layla said seductively.

Alexa then realized it was me who must have been the one to have sex with Layla. For just the briefest of seconds, she thought how gross that was. I am their uncle after all! Though little did they know, I was actually their father, which makes it just a bit worse. I lined up my throbbing cock to the entrance of Alexa and worked it in nice and slow, just like I did to her sister. Eventually I was fully buried inside of her, taking her virginity and working in and out as Alexa was moaning. Layla moved up and sat on her sisters face, facing me and making out with me. She rode her sisters face like it was a machine, feeling her tongue probe in and out of her. Her body tightened up and she felt it approaching. She bucked her hips, shoved her body down onto her sisters face hard and exploded. Her sister laid under her, lapping up the juices flowing out of her cunt. Layla continued to ride her sisters face while she licked her from the asshole to the clit back and forth. I was continuing to pound into Alexa's no longer virgin pussy harder now. Layla already felt another orgasm coming and Alexa was feeling hers push up again as well. Simultaneously, all three of us exploded. I shoved balls deep and let my sperm fill my second daughter to the max. Alexa felt the warmth spread in her stomach as she was also in bliss.

The three of us came down from our orgasmic highs and continued to gently have sex just a little bit more. There was a mix of sexual juices on all three of us, but my goal was complete. I successfully had a threesome with my two daughters. Better yet, I made sure they remembered it by planting my sperm deep inside of their wombs. Grandkids sounded great, I thought, smiling...

Sure enough, when the girls missed their periods not long after, we all knew. Jessica, their mother, was absolutely furious at first, of course. She didn't know for a fact that her daughters were knocked up by their own uncle/father, by her own brother, but she also felt like she knew. She couldn't stay mad at them forever though, and if it was her brother who really knocked them up, maybe they have even more in common than they realize. Perhaps one night she'll go into their rooms and talk to them about it. Perhaps they would do more than talk. The thought got Jessica excited...

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