"The denial thing was fun, but oh my god. I can't. Please, please, please can I cum?"
Alena looked at me, and we nodded to each other.
"I want to keep your brother in position until we're sure the cum has settled," Alena said, "climb on my face and I'll get you off."
Kate knee walked up the couch and spread her legs, a dollop of wetness coming out as she positioned herself on her wife's face. Kate grabbed Alena by the hair and started grinding her clit against her wife's tongue, while Alena sucked and toyed with her. I stayed where I was, my cock slowly growing softer in the combined wetness that Alena and I had made in her pussy.
It was Kate's turn to have no staying power. After about a minute of grinding her face on Alena's mouth, I saw the muscles in her back tighten, her ass clench on the dildo still buried in it, and her body became overcome with spasms. She twitched and road through the ecstasies of pleasure she was experiencing, before finally falling off to the side, collapsing between Alena and the back of the couch. Alena unhooked her legs and finally let me pull out, my cock still slightly hard.
"Thank you," Kate breathed, kissing Alena full on the lips.
"Mmm, that was amazing. You taste so good." Alena replied. "But... uh, I didn't want to spoil the fun, and I'm not exactly an expert on cum by look or taste... but I'm not sure that your brother pulled out in time."
We all sat there silent for a second. Alena had just dropped a bomb shell - five minutes ago, when I had tried to pull out of my sister Kate's pussy to push into Alena's and give her the breeding we were all aiming for, I might not have been fast enough.
Kate immediately asked if we could take a closer look, so we turned all the lights on, and she spread eagled for us. Once we took a look, it wasn't really a question. Her inner labia were splayed, puffy, and still swollen, and as she used her fingers to spread herself for us there was definitely a little white mixed into her own clear juices. I felt my heart drop faster than my cock - I had fucked up, big time, and all of us had maybe made a big mistake, horny, stupid mistake.
"So," I started, "I'm sorry - I really tried, the orgasm kind of took me by surprise. I..."
"It's okay," Kate responded, though she definitely sounded a little bit stressed. "I mean, we all are grown up and know how effective the pull-out method is. We chose to be stupid in the moment knowing something like this could happen. It's not on you."
"I don't know, I think it's equally on both of you! Brother and sister, just going off and fucking each other with no encouragement from me at all." Alena's attempt at levity didn't go over too well with the two of us, and she could clearly see it. "Wow. Tough crowd. In all seriousness, I don't think this is that big of a deal. The reason we picked me to carry the baby in the first place was that Kate had all kinds of signs of pretty poor fertility, and frankly," she added, looking at me, "as much fun as we've been having, that was what, your fourth - "
"Fifth, or sixth, I think, but who's counting?"
"Right, whatever, millionth orgasm in 24 hours. He's probably shooting some pretty janky under-ripe sperm at this point. So the odds of anything happening are pretty tiny."
"Plus," Kate added, "I'm only a few days out from my period, so probably not peak fertility by any stretch at this point anyways."
We all kept talking for a bit but generally felt re-assured. I offered to go get some Plan B in the morning but Kate demurred, saying that with all the factors we'd talked about, the risk was actually pretty low. And Plan B made her feel like absolute garbage anyways.
We all headed up stairs together, and I stepped into the guest bathroom, getting myself ready for bed. Once I had finished I couldn't help but look myself in the mirror. The guy that just inseminated his own sister. I let that sit for a second, trying to feel upset, or disgusted, or regretful. But honestly, the idea just turned me on a little bit. I stepped into the hallway, turning to head to the guest room, when I heard Kate's voice behind me.
"Where are you going?"
"I was just going to head to bed..." I said, gesturing to the open doorway, while my eyes were fixed on her still naked body.
"Why don't you come in with us?"
"Man, I don't know what you think of me, but I definitely don't have anything left in the tank after that last one, spiritually, emotionally... physically"
"Hardy har har. Not for that. You don't want to sleep with us?"
I paused at that. Every other time I had slept with the two of them, we had just kind of rolled from sex straight to sleep. This time we'd had a change of location. But I wanted to. I wanted the comfort of a body next to me. With the emotional rollercoaster we had just been through, the loneliness I had start to feel bubbling up in the past couple of days threatened to come rising back up to the surface.
"Yeah, I'd love to. Let me just go grab my PJs."
"Do you need them?"
I guess I didn't. I shrugged, and followed her into the bedroom.
Alena, bless her soul, was already starfished over half the bed. She pulled an eye mask up and informed us that she had taken a sleeping pill, and was planning to pass out quite hard.
"You should fee free," she said, her voice already slurring a bit with fatigue, "to, you know." Here she waved her hand over the spot on the blanket over her pelvis. "Do what you want to me. Just don't have too much fun without me."
"Not a chance tonight, I'm afraid" I started saying, but her mouth was already gaping and the slightest little snores had started coming out.
Kate snuggled into bed next to Alena, and I slid in next to her. I started out by giving her some space, but she backed up into me, pressing her bare bottom into my side. I took the hint and spooned her, burying my head in her hair and feeling a sense of deep calm come over me with the smell of her hair. I gently stroked her, across the arm, the belly, the underside of her breasts. She was still, her breathing quiet.
Sleep wouldn't come. I laid there, and tried to empty my mind, but couldn't.
"Are you sure you're actually okay with all of this?" Kate's voice startled me out of a reverie.
"What do you mean?" I breathed into the back of her neck. She turned to face me.
"I don't know. This past couple days, you just don't seem yourself." Kate rolled over and
"Yeah, I guess there's times I haven't been. It's just... it's been a long time since I've been with someone. You know, in a real way, not just hooking up. And being so close to all the love and emotion and everything you have with Alena. Being this close to it, but not a part of it. Just leaves me wanting. Realizing I'm maybe a bit more lonely than I thought."
It was easier to confess this in the dark room, I could pretend I was alone with Kate. Or maybe that I was just alone. She turned towards me, and I could see the glint of her eyes in the darkness.
"You know we both love you, don't you?" She asked.
"I know. But it's not the same."
"No," she admitted, "it's not."
"And it can't be the same, no matter how much we all care about each other."
"No, I can't see how it could be. Do you want to stop? If it hurts too much, we can go back to how things were."
And that was it. This was just the situation. And I could take it or leave it. As could they.
"No," I said, surprised by how sure I felt. "The good far, far outweighs the bad. I just need to give myself these little moments. To be allowed to feel the hard parts."
Kate inched in towards me. Her nipples grazed against my chest. I could feel her breath on my face.
"Can I make it better?" she asked in a small, sweet voice. I gazed into her eyes, and gave a slight nod. She moved in closer, and I wrapped my arms around her. She closed her eyes, and I did mine. And we kissed.
We had kissed before. But not like this. It started with a light touch of the nose, each of us daring the other to go further. Then our lips met, and we relaxed into each other. Our lips opened. Our tongues gently touched, then dived deeper. We squeezed each other tighter. I grasped her by the back of the neck, pulling her to me. She scraped her finger nails down my back. It was passionate. Heart felt. Hungry, but not quite ravenous.
"Is this how guys got you in high school?" I teased, "the wounded puppy dog thing?"
"Yes," she breathed, more seriously than I had expected. "Let me make you feel better."
And it did make it better. That this was something just between me and someone else. Just for us. It wasn't what they had, but it was something. I wanted more. I broke off the kiss and started kissing down Kate's neck, until my mouth found her breast. She gasped as I took it into my mouth, and started sucking on it. She cradled my head in her arms as I sucked on her, running her fingers through my hair. She moaned as I switched breasts, and started running my fingers down her belly. Into her bush. I ran my hand down her leg, and found it parted, wide. I got to her knee and drew back up the inside of her thigh, hesitating, for just a moment, feeling her heat radiating against my hand, before I touched her, feeling her glistening wetness as my hand slid down her slit.
"Oh, yes!" she let out a guttural moan, loud now, so much that I thought of Alena laying next to us for the first time all night. "More, please, more."
I rubbed her clit slowly in circles, my mouth moving between her nipples then back up to her mouth, or her neck. Sucking, biting, kissing. She reached beside me and grasped my cock, and I slid two fingers into her, thrusting into her hand as my fingers pumped in time into her pussy.
She called my name. She begged. She told me not to stop. She kissed me back. I don't know how long this went on for, it felt like an eternity and a moment. I was lost in her body. But eventually, it became clear she was getting close. She gripped her own nipple as I sucked on her other one, thrusting my cock against her thigh in the stream of precum I had left on her. Three fingers pushed into her pussy, my pinky rubbing against her ass with each movement of my hand. My palm pressed to her clit, feeling her wetness with every slide. She started trembling, pulling on her own nipple with abandon, her faced flushed and red with the veins standing out starkly even in this dim light. And she screamed. Screamed as she came, in complete abandon to everything, to her wife sleeping next to us in bed, to everything.
We laid there, still and silent for a few moments. She twitched as I slowly eased my hand from her pussy. She put her hands to her face and just concentrated on breathing for a moment. Eventually she turned towards me again, and reached down and gently slid her hand along the length of my cock.
"I was trying to make you feel good, and you did that to me?" she asked, giving my cock a squeeze. "I think it's your turn."
She moved her head down, and I knew where she was going with it, but I stopped her, pulling her face back to my face. I kissed her again.
"You did make me feel better. That felt amazing. To have that time with you." I kissed her again. "And I promise you, after the number of times I've cum today, your jaw would fall off before I came again."
She laughed at that, and kissed me again. We snuggled, and she turned around so we could spoon again. I pulled her close with my arms, my hard cock still pushed into her back. She moved my arm, and reached between us. Grasping my cock, she slid it between her legs from behind, the top of my cock pushing up against her wet slit, the rest of it buried between her thighs.
"Well then, if that little guy can't cum, no harm in giving him a nice warm place to sleep."
And surprisingly, even with my cock that close to Kate's pussy, my contentment and satisfaction did let me drift into a quiet, dreamless sleep.
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I woke the next day to sunlight streaming in an open window. I looked at my watch and it was almost eleven. I had slept for over 10 hours, and I felt amazingly well rested. To my surprise, I had some morning wood. I was alone in my bed, but looking at the side table there was a neatly placed sheet of paper with a message written in block capitals:
"Hi sleepyhead,
Didn't want to wake you. Text me when you're up.
Love,
Kate
PS
How you slept past Alena and I waking up is beyond me.
-K"
I rolled over and found my phone, and texted Kate that I was up. Weird that she wouldn't just let me come downstairs to say hi. Part of me expected breakfast in bed.
A few moments later, Kate entered the room, wearing a red sundress. Her hair was clean and flowing around her head in a loose wave, and she was wearing makeup. She looked more done up than I had seen her in ages, and frankly I was so used to her being completely naked that seeing her dressed felt almost strange.
Some of my surprise must have shown on my face, because as Kate perched herself on the edge of the bed next to me, she said:
"Your sister cleans up pretty good, doesn't she? Not all of us can stay in bed all day to let the woman-folk look after the house."
I laughed and asked her what the deal was; why did I have to summon her up here instead of just going downstairs?
"Well, Alena's off for a run right now. But I wanted some private time so didn't want to get interrupted when she came back. I told her about what happened last night, about our little talk and you getting me off like that. She was just sad to have missed the show. But I also talked about how you were sometimes feeling a little bit glum, and told her I got the impression some one-on-one time with me might make you feel better. She was totally okay with it. So what do you say? Do you think some private time would be nice?"
I admitted that I did, and though I felt some slight hesitation about how far we were slipping away from the breeding-Alena thing, I pushed those hesitations away.
"Mmm, good," she said, pulling the covers down to reveal my morning wood. "Now this morning, I run the show. Is that clear? Last night you got to do what you wanted to me, and now I return the favor."
"Yes ma'am," I returned, eyeing her silky thighs under the sun dress.
"Do you like it?" She asked, getting to her knees and flouncing a little bit. Just enough for me to see the red thong beneath it. I told her I did. "Good, now you just lay back, and enjoy."
She got onto her knees beside and rummaging in the bedside table, game out with some lube. She put a bit onto her hands, and then reached down, and slowly, languidly stroked my cock. It felt heavenly. She let her bottom hand slide down, caressing my balls, giving them a gentle squeeze then pressing into my perineum.
I touched my hand to the back of her thigh, sliding it gently up and down, enjoying the sensation of her hand on my cock. My hand slipped up to her ass, and gave it a squeeze. It was tantalizing, having her actually wearing clothes. Made me want more. After gently kneading her ass for a bit, I let my hand slide up, feeling the lace of the thong on her hips, then traced the material inwards, a finger dipping under it, sliding down towards -
"Nuh uh," she purred, giving my balls a squeeze just hard enough to hurt. "Anything covered in cloth is off limits. For the moment."
I moaned my disappointing, but slid my hand bag down, caressing her ass.
"This doesn't count?" I inquired, all sweet innocence, hand cupping her as before slipping back down to her inner thigh.
"No, that skirt was hardly in the way. I don't think my ass counts as covered by it."
I took the encouragement and started stroking up and down her velvety thigh, gripping as she slowly and languidly pumped at my cock. I let my hand slide further up with each stroke, until my thumb was grazing the fabric of the thong covering her slit. It was hot and I could already feel the moisture soaking throat it.
"I can touch the fabric itself, though, right?"
"Mmmm" she purred, pushing herself down onto my hand a little bit, grinding slightly against me. "You may. But don't push your luck."
I closed my eyes and relaxed into what was happening. Kate was making my cock feel amazing, and her skin felt so good under my hand. I so wanted to be able to slip a finger inside of her, but the temptation and not being allowed to made everything even more heightened. Still stroking my cock, I felt her change position, lean over, and felt a light kiss on my lips. I reached up and responded, but she pushed me back down. Her lips overing over mine, then lightly touching again. She kissed me deeper when I didn't reach for it. Good behaviour got rewarded.
She started kissing down my neck and my chest, her hand never leaving my cock. Finally, she spread my legs, and settled herself between them. She took a ball in her mouth, and sucked it. I opened my eyes and looked down at her. She smiled up at me, stroked me gently, then parted her lips, and pushed her head down onto my cock.
The feeling was incredible. She gave some slight suction, and played her tongue on the underside of my head. Not taking me too deeply in yet. Every time I opened my eyes I could see hers, looking back up at me, her black eyeliner highlighting the color of her eyes. She took me deeper, her tongue leaving her lips and reaching even further down my cock as she trailed back up. I felt the first pulse in my balls, that twinge of pleasure that told me I was heading towards and orgasm in the not too distant future.
"Where am I going to cum?" I asked her.
"Where do you want to cum?"
"In your mouth."
She took me fully into her mouth again, her tongue swirling.
"Mmm, I'd like that. Have your cum in me. On purpose this time. Is that what you want? Your sister to take your cum into her?"
I moaned a breathless yes.
"Don't I look pretty?" she asked innocently again.
I moaned another yes.
"Do you think I'd look a little prettier if I was a bit messy? My eyeliner running a bit?"
I nodded and moaned a third time. Kate forced herself down onto my cock, opening her throat for it, pressing her lips down into my balls. I threw my head back in pleasure, gently stroking her hair, not needing to give her any guidance as she serviced me.
She brought herself back up, and started sucking the head of my cock again, her hand stroking the cock with the wetness of her saliva. She pushed herself all the way down on it again, gagging once, twice, three times before finally coming up for air. She started stroking me again, and looked up at me. I looked at her eyes, then at her cleavage.
"Do you want to see more?
I nodded, pleading. She pulled at her sun dress, a sharp tug pulling it beneath her beautiful tits, which swung free. As she pushed herself back down onto my cock her tits swinging beneath her. She grabbed one of my arms, and pulled my hand down, letting me cup her breast. The weight of it in my hand felt absolutely divine.
She took my cock back from her mouth, the eyeliner running with her watery eyes from forcing me down her throat, and she slid my cock between her tits, pressing them together around it, her sloppy blow job's saliva providing ample lube.
"I can't wait to have your cum in me... again" she said with a devilish grin.
I couldn't take it any more, and started thrusting between her tits. She took the hint, and went back down onto my cock. She deep throated me a few more times, but now would never cum completely off for breath, just pull back so that my head was still in her mouth and stroke my shaft greedily.
The next time she took me deep in her throat I felt an orgasm building, and I told her so.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum! Kate, you're going to make me cum!"
She moaned in pleasure, pulling her mouth back up to let her tongue focus on my head, swirling it as she pumped me into her mouth.
"Fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" I moaned as the first shots of cum erupted from my cock. She pushed back down onto me, burying my cock in her tight throat, the muscles of her mouth and throat working to swallow each successive stream. Every time I twitched in her it gave me another jolt if electric pleasure, and I pushed my hips up into her involuntarily.
Finally, the last twitches subsided. She pulled me from her throat, then from her mouth, then looked up at me, her make up and hair a disaster, her tits out, but her sundress still looking immaculate. She was still gently stroking my cock and smiling at me. She knee walked up the bed, then leaned down to plant a salty kiss on my lips.
"Mmm, I really like your cum little brother. Maybe Alena will have to learn to share..."
Nothing much happened for the rest of Sunday. We had a little brunch together and then I drove home surprised by how exhausted I was. A few days later I got a message from Kate that she had gotten her period, so my accidental cumming in her hadn't been an issue. We continued to chat and settled into our between-breeding-sessions routine.
About a week later I got a text from Kate asking if I had a free evening. I told her I was free the next night, and asked what was up. She told me that she and Alena wanted to arrange a little something to say thank you for everything I was doing for them. This seemed funny to me, as I very much felt like I was the lucky one in this scenario, which I told her. Nonetheless, she told me, keep the evening clear. She would pick me up at six o'clock.
I had a hard time concentrating on work that day - everyone loves a surprise, and I couldn't think what I'd be in for. I dressed in some chinos and a white button down top - something that could be dressed up or dressed down pretty easily depending on what we were up to. At six sharp, Kate pulled up and texted me that she was outside. As I got in the car, I was surprised again how strange it was to see Kate dressed up - I had gotten so used to her naked body, her sex hair, that this looked like almost a new person. She had red lip-stick on and had done something to make her eyes really pop, and was wearing a beige wool coat that went down to her knees.
"No Alena?" I asked.
"Nope, just the two of us for this one."
I was intrigued, and for some reason strangely nervous. Being alone with Kate like this, the tension was palpable. We hadn't really spent much time alone just the two of us since all the sex had started, and I wasn't quite sure how to act. I rested my arm on the console between us, and was conscious of how close it was to touching her. She edged her arm over a little bit, and brushed mine - which felt thrilling. It was so weird - I have had my bare cock inside of this woman, but my heart is racing at brushing my arm up against her in this new scenario. She looked over at me and dashed her dazzling smile.
The drive was longer than I expected. We left town, and the trees grew thicker down the little two-lane rural highway.
"Where are we going? Are you taking me into the woods to murder me?" I asked.
"Oh no, you've spotted it. Will you put up a struggle? Or just give in to your fate?"
"You can do whatever you want to me," I replied, the words heavier with meaning than I intended.
"Oh, I don't know, I think it goes the other way around. You usually get what you want out of me. Has there been a single thing I've said no to throughout this entire endeavor?"
"No, come to think of it there hasn't. So I guess we get to do whatever we want to each other, is what you're saying."
"I guess it is. So we'll drive into the woods and murder each other?"
"Exactly," I replied. "But in all seriousness, where the hell are you taking me?"
"Oh, you know. Somewhere we can get some privacy."
We ended up in a little town about an hour outside of the city where we lived. It was nestled on a lake, and had gotten a little more touristy over the past couple of years, though still had some small-town charm left. We pulled into the parking lot of a little Italian Bistro that was right on the water. The ice at the shoreline made delicate crystal sounds as the water moved with the wind, and getting inside, the windows were foggy with moisture.
She gave our last name to the maitre d', who conducted us to a small, candle-lit booth near the back of the small restaurant.
"Your table, Mr. And Mrs. Anderson," he said, "I hope it is to your liking?"
"Thank you," Kate replied, before I could correct him, "it's perfect."
He offered to take our coats, and we accepted. As Kate shrugged her's off, I saw the outfit she was wearing underneath, and caught my breath. She was wearing the little sundress she had worn during our last encounter, when she gave me the best blow job of her life. It cupped her breasts and pushed them up, and showed off the bottom of silky smooth thighs. She had matching red heels giving her calves some tone. I think even the maitre d' was shocked - it was a strange outfit for the time of year, and Kate looked absolutely gorgeous in it.
"Do you like my outfit?" Kate inquired as she we slid into the booth.
"My... wife cleans up good."
"Especially for someone so dirty."
My heart was thumping into my neck. I wasn't sure exactly what was going on here, but I was positive of one thing: I wanted the woman in front of me. Wanted her so much it hurt. She was so charming, so beautiful, so graceful and easy in her movement, and so much fun to talk to. We were immediately smiling and laughing, and I marveled how we could talk about nothing and yet have the best conversations of my life.
Midway through our appetizers I reached for the bottle of wine we were sharing, planning to refill our glasses. Kate seemed to have the same idea, and our hands met, mine over hers, delicate contrast from her warm hands and the cool glass. A silence fell, and we just looked at each other. I moved my hand across hers, then up her forearm and back down. She actually blushed slightly, and looked down, the looked up at me and bent her lip. Our fingers intertwined, and Kate pulled my hand to her mouth. She kissed my knuckle, then my finger, then took my hand and rubbed it against her cheek. I cupped my hand behind her head, and brought her in to kiss me, first a gentle touch of the lips, then an opened mouth kiss. She smelled of strawberries.
We came back to ourselves as someone moved past our table, but from then on the night had a different tone. We kept finding ways to brush our hands into each other, or touch of feet under the table. We spoke softly and leaned in to each other to hear what the other was saying, and I was mesmerized by the ripple of the candle light across her face. When the bill finally came, we put our coats back on, and stepped out back into the cold. The moon was shining against the lake, and the only sound was our breath, and the soft sound of ice crystals dancing on the water. Little clouds of moisture were visible with each breath.
"Kate... thank you. This was wonderful," I told her, as I gathered her up into a hug, pulling her face into my chest.
"I had a wonderful time too," she said, looking up at me. Our eyes fixed for a moment, and then we fell into kissing each other again. Our bodies pressed close, the riot of her curly hair in my hand, the smell of her body intoxicating me. I felt her tongue part my lips and pushed mine to meet hers, as I squeezed her hips closer to me, wishing I could pull our bodies even tighter than we already were, pull us into each other. When we finally broke off, I thanked her again, and told her how memorable this would be. "You're acting like the night is over," she said, "you're not getting off that easy."
She took my hand and guided me towards the water. There was a boardwalk that wrapped around the lake, with little shops, boutiques and restaurants lining it. We walked to the end of the boardwalk, our arms intertwined, silent except for the sounds of our feet. It was a beautiful night, crisp and cold, still in the way only deep winter can be. The stars sparkled brightly, bursting into light as we escaped the lights of the boardwalk. She led me down a little lane, still on the water, and to a small cottage. She pulled out her phone and punched some numbers into a keypad lock.
We went in together, and the room was in total darkness at first. Kate went into a corner and touched a button, and gas fireplace lit, casting a warm, flickering amber glow into the room. It looked like an adorable little cottage. There a small kitchen, a round table with some unlit candles, and to our right, a large four-poster bed, with a massive duvet.
Kate put down her bag, and took of her coat. I removed mine, and we stood there for a moment, looking at each other. She took a step forward, and so did I. We reached out and touched each other's hands, wordlessly, before pulling into an embrace. What happened next still feels like something out of a dream. We undressed each other, haphazardly, pulling at clothes, working at buttons and buckles, but unwilling to give ourselves the space to actually get things off properly, a mess of limbs and clothes getting caught on each other because we weren't willing to have our mouths parted.
We fell into the bed, our bodies pressed against each other, our tongues exploring each other. I kissed down her body, taking her nipple in my mouth, hearing her moan and gasp as my hands roamed over her. I kissed further down, inhaling her scent when I got to her downy mound, before spreading her legs and pressing my tongue into her open slit. She tasted amazing, and as much as I wanted to pay attention to her clit I couldn't help myself from letting my tongue probe deeper into her, intoxicated with her taste and her aroma. But she was impatient. She took my head and pulled me back up into a deep, passionate kiss. She pushed on my shoulder so I was on my back, and threw her leg over me, straddling me. I pulled her down, pushing her breasts into my face and finding her nipples by touch with my mouth, switching back and forth between them, as she lowered herself onto my cock.
The sex we had that night was like nothing else we had ever done. There was no excuse, no kink play, just need, urgent, desperate desire. As beautiful as she was, and as much as I loved seeing her body while I felt the velvety softness inside of her, I couldn't do anything but clutch her to me, trying to pull her into myself, to make us completely one. She did the same, wrapping her arms around me, our faces pressed into each other's necks, our bodies moving and gyrating together, the fire making them slick with sweat. I never pulled out of her, just thrust as deep as I could, holding her to my pelvis as she thrust her hips onto me, grinding her clit against me with each buck. My hands found her hair, her back, her buttocks, but the purpose was always the same, to pull her close to me. We were squeezing the breath out of each other as we moved. I could feel her pace getting more erratic, and her breath coming shallower, the sounds she made in my ear more pleading and desperate and less coordinated. I could tell she was going to cum soon, and that knowledge made me feel like I was going to explode. I didn't want to cum, didn't want this to end, but I was quickly moving past any measure of control.
"Kate... I'm close," were the first words that had passed between us since we'd entered the cottage.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she breathed into my ear. "Yes, cum, please." Her thrusting became faster, and she bit down on my neck, making a muffled and explosive sound as her body became rigid. I took her by the hips and thrust into her, pushing into her as her body started to spasm, holding her tight to me, feeling her pussy clench onto my cock, until finally I couldn't hold off any more. Grabbing her by the shoulders and pushing as deep as I could into her, I exploded, my cock pulsing into her trembling body, shooting rope after rope of cum into her pussy and womb. I couldn't help myself, I pushed as deep as I could as I emptied myself inside of her.
Kate's aftershocks were still passing through her body as my cock twitched a few last times. My skin tingled, I felt electric. Kate propped herself up on her hands, a gap falling between us for the first time in what felt like forever. My cock was still rock hard inside of her, and she let out a little gasp as it twitched once, her boobs swaying in my face with the movements of her breath. Her skin had a sheen of sweat in the firelight, and her cheeks were rosy and flushed with exertion. I took her face in my hands and pulled her down for another kiss.
"God, I can't tell you how long I've wanted you to cum in me," she murmured as we kissed.
"Not nearly as long as I've wanted to cum in you."
"Mmm, your cock still feels hard," she smiled as her kegals gave me a squeeze, causing me to twitch inside of her again. She shuddered as she felt it. "God you feel so good in me, so right. I can't believe we haven't been doing this for years."
"Kate..."
"Yes?"
"Kate, what's going on? I'm not complaining, god this is amazing. We've had such amazing times together, the three of us, but this is on a whole other level... but this, the date night, going out of town, playing without Alena... me cumming in you... none of this is anything we've talked about before."
She slid off of me, the cum leaking out of her pussy and trickling down her thigh as her legs parted to get off of me. She pulled the covers up over the two of us, and put her face so close to mine. She took my hand in hers again and kissed it, then pressed her body to me, the soft curve of her belly pressing against my still firm cock. Her eyes batted down then back up again.
"Yeah, well, Alena and I agreed you and I should have some time to ourselves. And, there's something I needed to tell you."
"What's that?"
"I love you, you know that right? And that's going to keep being true whatever happens?"
"Yes Kate, and I love you too," I replied, looking searchingly into her eyes.
"Well, we did it. Alena's pregnant. She's going to have your child."
I don't think my reaction was exactly what Kate expected when she told me that we had gotten her wife, Alena pregnant. I was thrilled. I broke into a huge smile, gathered her in my arms, squeezed her tight.
"Congratulations! Oh my god! You two are going to be moms! I'm going to have a little nephew! Kate, this is amazing. I'm so happy for you two." I pulled back and looked into her eyes, and didn't see what I was expecting there. She was happy, yes, but also clearly apprehensive. "What's wrong?" I asked, looking at her face.
She bit her lip and looked up at me. "Well, now that we've, you know, done what we wanted to do..."
I understood what she meant immediately. We had always talked about this, the thing between the three of us, being for the purpose of getting the two of them the child. And now that purpose had been served.
"Well, it always had to end some time," I said, putting on a brave face, but probably unable to completely hide my disappointment. "So is that what all of this is about? Give me a good ol' last hurrah before sending me on my merry way?"
"That's the thing," Kate said, looking at me with more hope. "Does it have to end? I mean, Alena and I have talked. We both love you. And I know whenever we've said that before, you took it in a platonic sense. And I think that had been what it meant. What it usually meant, at least. But we've been talking, and now we're not so sure. Maybe... maybe the three of us could be something more? Do something more?"
I was rocked to my bones. I had always known the day was going to come when we would stop all this, but they were suggesting something completely different. I didn't let myself hope, I didn't let myself believe.
"Tell me, please, be very clear, tell me what you mean. We can't have innuendo here."
"Well, maybe..." Kate broke off her eye contact. Then she looked at me in the face again. She got a determined look before she continued. "Maybe we could be a family. Maybe we could all raise our child, because it is all of our child. Maybe we could make that work. Maybe you, me and Alena, maybe we can be together."
I paused. And didn't know what to think. This was not like anything we'd ever talked about. Was this for real?
"So what would I be? Side piece? Uncle? Dad?"
"I don't have all the answers..." Kate said, "I wanted, well, we wanted, I talked all of this out with Alena, we wanted to see what you thought of it. If it's a possibility."
The next hour and a half was one of the most emotional of my life. We talked. And we talked. And we talked. The conversation taken took so many twists and turns, and it would be impossible to recount all of them. We went down blind alleys of what ifs, we talked about politics, about society, about our family. At one point I clarified what the deal was with the sudden non-concern about me cumming in her, and it turns out Kate had gotten a copper IUD put in - so I could use her pussy as much as I wanted now. I was turned on to learn that she had done something so invasive just so I could fill her with my cum.
The discussion continued. Being together, the three of us, oscillated from seeming inevitable to seeming impossible, and then back again. And through all of that, it seemed like we ended up just where we started. Confused. But at least we were confused together. Lying in bed, naked, stroking each others hands and arms, taking pauses just to hug or cuddle. We eventually got to a longer pause, and without either of us noticing it, some sexual tension had snuck back in between us.
"I think we need a break," Kate told me in a matter-of-fact voice. "And you haven't even seen the best part of this place yet!" She got out from under the covers, and led me around a corner to a door I hadn't paid much attention to when I first surveyed this little cottage. We passed through a little bathroom - toilet, sink, but no shower, and into a deeper room.
The walls and floor of the new room were flagstone, and it had a huge triangular three-person tub nestled into a corner. I looked overhead, and there was a massive rain shower head, maybe a meter square, without an enclosure, above the centre of the room. This whole room was just for bathing. Kate reached outside of the door and groped for something, and the lights went dimmer and more amber, making the place almost look like a secret grotto.
"You like?" she grinned at me.
I certainly did. She sauntered to the corner and turned the taps for the tub on, with the water slowly rising. She then pushed me aside, and turned a tap on the wall, and water started falling from the rain-shower.
"I'm not letting your filthy body into that beautiful tub without a rinse," she informed me.
"My filthy body?" I laughed, grasping her around the waist from behind and moving her to the probably-still-too-cold water. "I think you're the one with the filthy body, my beautiful sister," and for evidence I started working one hand down to the cleft between her legs, while I pinned her arms beneath my free arm. We were laughing and wrestling, until my hand found her slit and the exact moment I managed to get the edge of her body into the chilled water. Kate let out a gasp, and things got suddenly serious.
She looked up at me, her arms still pinned down to their side. "Is that why you're pushing me into the water?" she asked, "To watch me gasp and shake?"
"Do I need a reason to do what I do to you?" I asked "I thought you said on the car ride I could do whatever I wanted to you?" I half expected her to break the tension and try to push me in the water, retorting that I also said she could do whatever she wanted with me. But she didn't. The cold water, the cold floor, my touch, had activated her sub switch.
"I'll do anything," she said. She gently pulled herself free from my grasp, and just to show she meant it, stepped herself fully into the still icy water. I saw goose pimples rise all over her skin, her nipples shrivel and harden. Her hair dampened and hung limply down her side - she looked so vulnerable. I was torn between a desire to scoop her up in my arms and take care of her, and my desire to just take her and use her body for carnal pleasure. How subby she was being pushed me to the latter.
I took her, pulled her from the cold water, and pushed her front firmly against the hard flagstone wall. She gasped as she was pressed up against it. I kissed and bit the back of her neck, pulling her wet hair to expose more of it, her moans and pants increasing as my hands worked their way between the wall and her flesh to squeeze her breasts, touch her rock hard nipples. I pushed my leg between hers to push them apart, and she instinctively flexed her hips, exposing herself, ready to be taken.
There are moments as a dom when you get paralyzed by choice. Your sub is there, available, you know their limits and what they're willing to do, and you just have to decide what you're going to take. The world of possibilities and desires opened before me and warred within me. Was I going to give her ass a hard slap, whisper in here ear that she wants another one, and make her beg me for each successive spank? See how far she can take herself, begging for pain that she wants and hates? Push her to her knees, the back of her head pinned against the flagstone wall behind her, and fuck her throat until her eyes watered and her sopping pussy dripped? Have her lay in front of me, touching herself, but not allowed to orgasm, having her beg me to paint her face in my cum? Push my cock in her ass, using just enough lube to make it bearable? Or just use her pussy, controlling her hips with my hands until I fill her womb with cum?
Ultimately your job as a dom is to construct a scene for your sub - they give you the power and trust you for their pleasure and fulfillment. But I knew Kate. Knew she would be okay, no, want, any or all of the above. And I saw that look in her eyes, that look that said above all else - use me.
So there I was, my sister's face against the wall, her tangled wet hair gripped in my hands, her hips flexed and her dripping pussy, already once filled, exposed behind her. I trailed my hand down her spine, causing her to shiver in anticipation. I put my lips to her ear.
"Beg."
"Please, oh god, please. Please use me. I'll do anything." My hand trailed down hers spine as she spoke, pleaded. It parted her cheeks and found her ass hole. "Yes, please. That. Use my ass. Use my cunt. Please... please..." I used my thumb to put some light pressure on her hole, and my hands dipped down and felt the opening to her pussy, warm, slick, slippery, and that pushed me over the edge. Even with this world of opportunity before me, the primal call of a cock in a pussy has an undeniable allure. Something deep inside of me called me, told me: this is what you are made for.
Yielding to this call, I repositioned myself between Kate's legs, her face still pressed to the stone wall. The shower had heated and and billows of steam were filling the air. I thrust into her, burying myself to the hilt in one quick movement. I was overcome by a need for her as intense and fundamental as the need for oxygen. I didn't warm up, or go slowly, I just had to take her, my body wouldn't let me do anything different. I thrust in her hard and fast, my hands on her hips, holding her in position as my cock buried itself as deep as it could go within her. She gasped and moaned with every exhalation, her fingers crawling at the stone she was being pressed to. My fingers squeezed, pinched, grasped, I drew my finger nails across her back, and my hand found its way to her neck, her pussy tightening on my cock as my fingers gave her throat a squeeze.
Before long her legs started trembling, and I could feel her weight sag downwards. I pulled my arm under her belly, holding her up as I continued to fuck her. Her gasps became more and more ragged as the strength drained from her legs, and I realized I wouldn't be able to hold her up for much longer. I pulled her from the wall, and together we half lowered half fell to the ground, my cock briefly slipping from her as we assumed our new position. At first she was on all fours in front of me, but when I drove my cock back into her, my balls slapping against her clit, her arms gave out and she lowered her face to the floor.
Seeing her like that, face to the floor, ass and pussy in the air, her brain turned off and bowing only to sensation, spurred my own uncontrollable, beastly lust. I pulled her on to me, faster, using her love handles and hips to pull her on and off of my cock as I thrust into her. I knew I was going to cum again, and despite her IUD, just as I had bread her wife. The orgasm shook me. I moaned and panted, burying myself deep into her, and felt my cock start to twitch, pulsing cum into her pussy and womb, and she gasped in time with each spurt as it filled her. My own strength finally gave way, and I collapsed on top of her, the weight of my body pinning her to the stone floor.
We just laid there like that for some time, breathing, our chests rising in unison. I propped myself up onto my elbows to make sure Kate could breathe, and leaned down and trailed my nose across her neck and her cheek, kissing her.
"Mmm, that was amazing," she murmured.
I reached over and felt the water coming down from the shower head in the centre of the room. It was too hot, so after giving Kate another gentle kiss I pulled out of her, my cock starting to soften, and went to adjust the temperature. Once it felt right, I knelt beside Kate, who had continued to luxuriate face down, and gently rolled her over.
She looked like a mess, and absolutely beautiful. Her hair was a riotous tangle, her cheeks flushed. The makeup she had been wearing destroyed. I gently pulled her, guiding her into the stream of the water, and grabbed a wash cloth and some liquid soap from a ledge near the entrance to the room. I looked her in the eyes as I cleaned her up, washing her face, down her arms, her breasts, her legs. She told me later that she had never had such sweet and sensual after-care from an intense sexual experience, and it made my heart fill with love to do it for her.
"You keep finding a way to make a mess of me in the shower," Kate said as I washed her back, propping her up from behind while she still sat on the floor.
"Yeah, I seem to have that habit. Remember the first time? When Alena sent you in to 'help me out?' I still think about that a lot."
"Mmm, I do to. Looking up at you. My heart in my throat. Not really believing I was asking you to cum on me."
"And when I did? Do you remember what you did next?"
"I seem to remember I got some of your cum on my hands, and couldn't help but reach between my legs and finger myself," she said, placing her hand on top of mine, and guiding it to mimic the gesture, pushing one of my fingers into her pussy, which was still silky and wet even in the shower. "Even then it seems I enjoyed your cum in me, though I didn't quite know how to admit it to myself yet." I continued to gently finger her, holding her from behind, and she spread her legs for me.
A distant part of my mind had noticed that she didn't cum while I was pounding her, using her for my animalistic need to fill her pussy with my cum, and I felt I should probably make that up to her. I got out from behind her, letting her lay on her back, the warm water still raining down on us from overhead, and slid my way down between her legs.
I'll be honest, it was awkward to get in position to lick her pussy on this hard stone floor. I ended up lying perpendicular to her, the side of my face resting on the floor, one of her legs resting on top of me and the other spread wide open. She smelled heavenly. I let my tongue flick out, gently touching her clit, eliciting a moan of satisfaction from her. I turned my face slowly, letting my tongue probe her depths, the hole I had just filled with cum, before returning to her clit. I was deeply enjoying myself, letting my tongue explore every nook and crevice of her body, until I could feel her tensing and realized she was getting impatient for more direct stimulation. I sealed my lips around her clit, gently sucking it as my tongue flicked back and forth across it, letting her breathing and tensing guide me until I brought her to a gentle but intense climax.
"I don't know about you," I told Kate, once I could finally disentangle myself from her legs clasping on to me, "but I actually think I need to cool off a little bit before the hot jacuzzi." Kate agreed, and we turned of the shower, and turned off the taps to the now almost overflowing jacuzzi. We opened the door the the rest of the cottage, steam pouring out behind us. We found the main room still lit only by the flickering fireplace, and now uncomfortably warm, so I went to the windows, threw the shutters open, and opened the glass. It was dim enough in our room that we could see the moon reflecting off the water of the lake as the cool air rushed in, a welcome balm on our overheated bodies. We pulled a couch to the window and sat on it, enjoying the cold air on our skin as the steam rose off of our bodies. Kate eventually got cold, and went off to grab a blanket that she wrapped around us. Kate was curled up against me, my arm draped around her. I knew we would regret the coldness of the room when we tried to sleep, but in this moment it felt perfect - the air clean and crisp, the heat roasting off of the fire and the blanket a perfect balance.
"Tell me about Alena," I said eventually, "if I'm considering being her sister wife, or whatever, tell me what she's like!"
"What do you mean? You know Alena! You've known her for years, she's one of your best friends."
"But it's different. What's she like as your wife?"
Kate paused, and caught her breath. "She's the best. Even now, thinking about her, my hear swells, and I can't believe how lucky I am. She's so kind, and finds little ways to make your life better every day. She's funny, incisive. To this day, I can't look at her without smiling. She's going to be such a good mom, she keeps her cool when things get stressful, and she really thinks about how she goes about the world. I think anyone who is lucky to have her in their life is better for it."
"She's your favorite person by a big bit, eh? You're really lucky!"
"I am! And she is!" Kate was almost gushing as he continued. "She makes me want to be the best version of myself I can be, and she helps me get there. I feel so lucky to have found my soul mate, that person that completes me. I've never felt the way I do about her towards anyone else, and I feel really lucky that she seems to feel the same way towards me."
Kate's enthusiasm and warmth made me smile. The love she felt for Alena was pouring off of her. And I felt happy too. So happy that Kate had found someone who makes her feel that way. A true partner.
"Kate," I said, "I ... I can't. I don't think I can, with the two of you."
"What?" Kate looked at me, surprised, and then the interpretations of what she had just said came in to her face. "No, I didn't mean - I love you too. We both do! And, Jake, just because - "
"Kate, it's okay," I cut her off, kissing her on the forehead. "You haven't done anything wrong, or said anything wrong. I know you both love me! How could I not? But, even with all the new relationship energy between us right now, even with all our history together... you two have something special. And I want that. I want to find someone who will talk about me the way you talk about Alena, and as much love as there is between the three of us... you two will never be that with me."
Kate looked pensive, and a bit sad. I continued, "It's not only that. There's practicalities to consider. Mom and dad? You don't think they'd find it strange, me living with you? Or your and Alena's kid? What will we tell them I am? I don't want them to have to grow up dealing with bullshit from ignorant people their whole life. And I don't want them to have to see a loving family at home, the lie about it everywhere else. I just can't, I can't see how it would work. Ask yourself - can you? Really, deep in your heart, not what you want but you think will actually come to be? Do you think it can work?"
All of that, all of the practicalities were true. But it was my first point that was the deal breaker for me. With them, I would always be a third wheel. A happy, contented, loved third wheel. But I had come to realize I needed more than that.
Kate sat for a while, thinking. Her eyes were watery when she looked back at me. "No. I - I can't really see how it would work. I wanted it to. I wanted it to so much. But, I think you're right. I'm not sure that it really could."
He sat there, holding each other tighter. "Kate," I spoke softly, "this has been such a good thing in my life. In all of our lives. I don't think there's any need to be sad." And I meant it. Through all the ups and downs, this experience had meant so much to me, and had clarified what I wanted out of life. And more love is always a happy thing, and if it's tinged by a bit of sadness, sometimes that makes it more beautiful.
"Yeah," she replied, giving me a watery smile. "You're right. No regrets. This has been amazing."
"So, what does this mean now?" I had to ask, unable to keep my head from jumping ahead to the practicalities. "I guess this is now a last hurrah? Or are we going to keep up a friends with benefits thing - "
"Oh, tonight? This definitely can't be our last hurrah," Kate informed me as she cuddled back in to me. "Alena would kill me. She's actually gotten a taste to getting fucked by a dick, believe it or not. Or at least your dick. And if we didn't give it to her at least one more time, this would all be moot, because my marriage and your friendship will be over, for sure."
I laughed, "good to know. I get at least one more run at converting her. And after that, I guess we can figure out what happens next."
Kate an I did eventually make it back to the jacuzzi. We had gotten frigid enough, not being willing to abandon the blankets to go shut the windows, that the now lukewarm water prickled our skin. We stat in that tub for at least an hour, reminiscing, joking, gently touching and stroking each other. I don't think either of us had the energy for much more at that point.
When we finally made our way back to bed, it was at least three o'clock in the morning. Both of us were exhausted, physically, and definitely emotionally. I think we both planned to just cuddle, and let ourselves slowly drift so sleep. But I think we also felt like time together was precious. We laid there for a long time, facing each other, holding hands. I would close my eyes, and when I opened them, see the glint of her eyes looking back at me. Eventually, at some point, fatigue becoming strong enough to overcome any judgment, and I leaned in to kiss her. She kissed back. We touched each other, slowly, exploring each other with our hands and mouths. We drew each other close, and held each other firm. She rolled on top of me, and we made love, her hips grinding on me. I still have the image burned into my brain, the moonlight coming through the window and casting a blue light on the lines of her curves, her cleft, a dark shadow pressed against me, her breasts swaying with each movement of her hips. We spent this whole time making love gazing at each other, our fingers interlaced, until finally she threw her head back, the veins standing clear on her neck, her legs clenching on me as I spent myself inside of her, for the third time this night.
I slept a dreamless sleep and woke up spooning Kate, my face buried in her hair. She felt me stirring and stretched, reaching her arm behind her and cupping my head and neck. I kissed her on the back of the neck, and we laid there in silence for a while. She looked at her phone and was startled by the time - we were supposed to have cleared out of this rental fifteen minutes earlier. She got up and I watched her dress, keeping an archive of mental images, not knowing how many more times I would see her like this. Once she was fully re-dressed, she looked back at me.
"C'mon lazy bones! We have to clear out. Don't think that every time you wake up to see me in this skirt you get a sloppy blow job!" She threw my underwear and pants at me as she spoke, and I pulled them back on.
It was a crisp, clear, cloudless day, and a light snow had fallen overnight. Our feet crunched on it with each step. The drive back to our city was quiet and comfortable, and, if I was honest with my self, surprising in its normalcy after the emotions of the previous night.
"You know," Kate finally said, clearly starting a non sequitur and turning down the radio, "I joked about Alena needing to be there for a last hurrah, but if you're not up for that, it would be okay."
"You think I'm going to give up a chance to fuck your lesbian wife again? Are you crazy?" I joked back.
"Hey, listen, let's be serious for a sec. I was there last night. We both clearly have feelings about this, and we don't need to pretend we don't. I'm trying to really check in with you."
"No, I get that. And I appreciate it. But I actually feel really at peace with everything. Having thought it through, and talked it out, I think we're doing the right thing. And honestly, the past two months have been so much fun. I don't think I'll ever pass up a chance to play with the two of you."
"So maybe it doesn't have to be a last last hurrah?"
"You and Alena will obviously have something to say about that. But for me - I think after last night's talk, I can engage with this as just fun sex (though there's obviously always going to be some emotional component there). I don't know. Without the intensity of the breeding stuff, without the boundaries we'd set up, without all that other stuff, maybe we could just be, I don't know. Sister slash sister in law with benefits?" I paused before continuing. "But I do think I'm going to start dating again. The one thing this experience has really shown me is how much I want a person that's all in on me."
"That's good to hear. I love you, bro."
"I love you too!"
~~~~~
The next few weeks were uneventful - we texted as a group, and everything felt good and chill. I went on a few dates, but nothing really sparked, though it felt good to be back out there. Kate, Alena and I kept on trying to get together but the timing was difficult - one or the other of us were out of town a lot of the time. I did see Kate on my own a few times, for hangouts or coffee, and then about four weeks after my night with Kate at the lakefront, I got together with Alena for a catch up. She suggested a bar near their house, and so I parked by their place and walked over to meet her.
She was already at the bar when I came in, and I'm not sure if I was imagining it - she was only six weeks pregnant at this point - but I could have sworn I already saw some changes in her. Alena was usually rail skinny, and typically didn't wear bras, but I thought her breasts were filling out the top of her black tank top more than they usually would, and that there was the slightest trace of a curve to her belly, which had previously been washing-board flat.
When she got up and hugged me I could feel that she was still eschewing bras, and that her nipples were hard as they pressed against my chest. We settled in at two seats at the far end of the bar, and I ordered a club soda in solidarity with her not being able to drink.
"Club soda? What, are you pregnant too?" she asked.
"Well, I'd feel bad -"
"Hey, just because I can't have fun doesn't mean you can't! Plus, you can always crash at our place if you don't want to tie one on a little bit and can't drive home."
That sounded good to me, I told her. She flagged down the bartender, a cute blonde with a button nose, and amended my order to a gin and tonic. I thanked her and drank it down gratefully - it had been a long week at work, and I needed to unwind a bit. The bar had a pleasant hum, and was pretty busy. It was nice - we could talk quietly and still hear each other, but the hubbub around us gave us a cloak of anonymity and privacy.
We chatted and joked, and slowly our talk turned to her pregnancy. I was about three drinks in, and it suddenly hit me that I was talking to the woman I had knocked up. I had so thoroughly thought of this child as being Alena and Kate's that I had almost forgotten. There's a fun sense of power to the thought that all the changes a person's body are going through are because of you. Because you fucked them, and came in them.
"So," I said, "which time do you think it was? On the table? Or that time on the couch while we were watching Kate put on a show? Or was it during Lord of the Rings? Are you going to have to name this child Gimli? Hopefully it was one of the earlier times, before I was all out of the good sperm and down to... what did you call it, the 'janky' ones?"
"Oh, I thought all of your swimmers were probably pretty good. I was just trying to re-assure you that you probably didn't just knock up your sister, you little perv... speaking of which, if I had to bet - I would say it was the time on the couch. With your eyes closed. When you were calling me Kate. You came like a fire hose that time."
I laughed and we continued chatting. The pregnancy had been going well. No bad first trimester symptoms so far, none of that nausea, exhaustion for the most part. Kate and Alena had already started nesting a bit, planning on how they would convert the guest room into a nursery. I was probably on to my fourth drink at this point, and feeling a very pleasant buzz.
"The one problem," Alena told me, "is that I'm horny all of the time. Like, I wake up with my tits aching. My nipples are always hard and probably twice as sensitive as they were before. And, though I'm shamed to admit it, it's probably just the pregnancy hormones, but man, am I craving cock. Kate's probably used her strap-on on me more times this month than in the rest of our relationship combined."
Alena had definitely piqued my interest. I hadn't fucked anyone since Kate almost a month before, and with the gin, Alena's more womanly curves, and the reminiscence of breeding her, I found my desire for her stronger than exepcted. She rubbed her legs together as she spoke, and I could see a bit of color rise on the top of her chest.
But now that this stuff was purely recreational, I also found my dom side rising to prominence again. I kept my cool, and wanted her to give up some power in this exchange. "Shame, that," I said casually, "it sounds very frustrating." I drained my gin and waived the bar tender over for another.
"And obviously I totally blame you," Alena joked, "for putting me in this position."
"I don't know, I seem to remember the idea that I was doing you and Kate a favor? Saving you from the syringe? And now you're trying to make out like I owe you?" I paused, looking down at her, "At least your wife knows how to express some gratitude! Taking me on the fun little trip. Did she tell you much about it?"
"No, not really, just that you had a nice time." Alena's voice caught, clearly excited but definitely with a bit of nerves. I think she was used to being in the dominant position, and wasn't really sure how to deal with this reversal.
"Maybe she didn't want to frustrate you, knowing how horny you are, and how big your incest kink has grown. I should probably respect that, just tell you the same. We had a nice time. Unless you really want to hear more?"
"I would like to hear more," Alena said, her voice gone quiet.
"Sorry, I couldn't quite make that out."
"Please," she rushed, "I would like to hear more!"
"You'd like to hear how Kate begged for my cum? How good it felt to fill her pussy with my seed? How she didn't tell me about the copper IUD until after the second time I filled her with cum? How for all I knew I was breeding your wife and my sister? How she clung to me and shook, cumming at the same time as me?"
"Oh fuck..." Alena was clearly losing her patience and self control.
"I'm sorry, that was probably too much. I don't want to get you all worked up with no outlet, Kate being out of town. She's coming home tomorrow, right? I think you can wait until then."
Alena laughed, putting her head in her hands. "Fuck, you really are an ass hole, you know that?" but she turned and smiled as she said it. "You're going to make me say it, aren't you?"
"Say what?"
"You should come home and fuck me."
"Why would I do that? I already knocked you up, did my job. And for that, instead of gratitude, I got your complaints and guilt about making you horny! I don't know, it would take me a lot to convince me..." I kept my voice steady and level, but my excitement was rising, as was my cock. If we had to stand up in that moment she would have seen the effect this conversation was having on me, and probably could have turned the tables.
"God you're good at this," Alena muttered, putting her head back in her hands. "I see why subs enjoy you so much. So how can I convince you?"
"You're... usually pretty domm-y," I told her, a little edge of tease in my voice, "present experiences excluded. Think about what a sub could do to convince you!"
Alena kept her head in her hands, then, after a moment, looked up at me. "You can fuck my ass."
"And what's so special about that?"
"Nothing has ever fucked my ass. Well, nothing bigger than a finger. Never a dildo, and obviously never a cock. I'm not even sure I'll like it. Your cock is pretty big, and it might hurt. But that's how desperate for cock I am right now."
That did it for me. I would be the first and only cock in each and everyone one of Alena's holes. My cock was almost ripping my pants apart.
"Okay. You've convinced me."
Alena grabbed her coat and went to the bathroom while I paid the bill. I pulled out my phone and texted Kate: FYI, I'm about to go take your wife home and fuck her ass. Hope that's okay.
Fuck. Yes. Was the only reply.
Alena and I hurried back to her place, and I was stunned by how fast her short legs could carry her when she was motivated. We got into their door, and Alena started pulling off her clothes before she even got to the staircase, and was stripped down to a little black thong by the time she got to the top of it. I had never seen Alena in a thong before. She was clearly planning this.
I undressed as I came up as well, only in my boxers as we fell into the bedroom. Alena climbed up onto the bed, and I could see her tits for the first time - they had definitely grown since the pregnancy, and her nipples had changed too, just a tad, I thought. I pulled my boxers off and climbed up on to the bed with her, kneeling and facing her. To my surprise, she crawled forward, and took my cock in her mouth. She sucked it hungrily, on her elbows and her knees, me still kneeling upright. I reached down and pulled her thong to the side, feeling a wave of warmth as I got close to it. I reached to her cunt, the gesture pushing my cock deeper in her throat, and felt the wetness of her slit. I pushed a finger in, and she moaned on my cock. Fuck, I had forgotten how wet and tight she got. Ignoring her cunt for her ass was going to be a challenge.
I pushed my finger in and out a couple of times, then pushed a second in, causing her to gasp and let my cock fall from her mouth for a second. Once both fingers were dripping wet, I slid them up, and put a steady pressure on her asshole. She didn't have the coordination to suck my cock any more, so grasped it with her hands, her face pressed to my pelvis, moaning and shaking with pleasure. I took her by the hair, and spun her around, pulling her soaked thong off and throwing it to the side. To my surprise she had even trimmed her unruly bush, which was still quite long but taken back from the folds of her legs and her labia.
Alena was still on her hands and knees, but now presenting to me, her back arched and her hips flexed, her raw, glistening pussy and virgin ass open and available. I knelt down, and started tonguing her clit, making her scrape and grasp on the fabric of the sheets while she moaned into a pillow. I slowly moved my tongue, sliding it into her cunt for a moment to taste her delicious wetness, before sliding it up to her asshole. I licked and probed her ass with my tongue as I worked two fingers into her wet cunt, pulling towards me, feeling her g-spot with each movement.
"Yes, fuck, yes... that feels amazing," she moaned as my tongue worked her ass and my fingers slid in and out of her. I could tell she was getting close, poor Alena with such quick orgasms, but I wasn't going to let her get off just yet. I pulled my fingers from her cunt and pushed one, then two into her ass, giving her just enough time to relax and accept it before moving on.
"What do you want?" I asked her.
"Fuck, your cock. I want your cock!"
"Lube?" Alena waived to her bedside table and I opened the drawer, finding some and slathering my cock in it. I dripped some onto her ass, then pushed it in with my finger, before positioning my head on her hole. "This is your job. Get me inside of you." I told her.
She reached behind me and grabbed my cock, then slowly started pushing her ass onto it. The pressure on my cock was immense. I could tell she was having a hard time relaxing. Whens he looked back, she had an expression of some discomfort, but she pushed on, pressing herself inexorably onto me. I knew she knew our safe words, and could call this whenever she wanted to, so let her continue. She edged off of me, then back on, taking a tiny bit more of me each time. Finally, my head popped into her ass, and she let go of me with her hands, burying her face in the pillow, then rocking her body on me.
"Does it hurt?"
"Yes."
"Then why keep going?"
"Because it feels good more than it hurts. And I need your cock."
I took pity on her at this point, and reached my hand around, gently cupping her breast. She moaned as my finger traced her nipple, then down her body, then between her legs, finding her swollen and dripping clit. I started slowly lapping it in circles, and felt her ass relax around me, and almost all in one go she took me down to the hilt.
"Fuck, that feels good now," she moaned.
"What does?"
"Your cock."
"Where?"
"Your cock. Your cock in my ass. Feels so good."
I took my hand from her clit and held her by the hips, taking control of the rhythm. I pulled her and pushed her, barely thrusting, moving her body instead, positioning her just how I wanted her. She reached down and started rubbing her own clit, moaning and panting into the bed. Her legs started trembling. I could tell she was close, so I picked up the pace, letting my balls slap against her dripping pussy with each thrust. They stuck to her wet pussy each time I buried myself, and when I pulled back they would stick to her for a moment. It felt amazing, like someone tonguing my balls as I was fucking her.
"Fuck, fuck," Alena was almost incomprehensible now. "Don't, don't stop, please..."
I didn't. I kept thrusting into her, feeling my own orgasm rising with hers, but not being willing to give into it yet. Her legs shook more, and I could feel her hand driving fast circles on her clit with each thrust into her. I felt her ass tighten again, and pushed myself to the hilt as the orgasm took her her legs collapsing and her folding in on herself. I hadn't cum yet, but resisted the desire to hold her to me, letting her fall off my cock, seeing the gape in her ass hole as she collapsed to the bed, her body writing with aftershocks.
"Holy fuck." The voice hadn't come from Alena, but from the doorway. I looked around, and Kate was standing there, in a business skirt and a trench coat, watching, entranced as her wife spasmed on the bed.
"Hey, you're back!" I smiled at her. "I thought you were coming home tomorrow?" I glanced back at Alena, seeing she was still twitching on the bed in front of me, her ass having finally closed back up.
"I decided to take a train in tonight instead. I got your text while I was waiting for a taxi. I'm glad I didn't miss too much."
Alena had finally stilled at this point, one or two small twitches going through her, her breath still coming in ragged breaths.
"Come here," I gestured to her, "your wife has continued her bad habit of cumming before me. I'm not going to feel like I've properly fucked her ass unless I've cum in it."
Alena just let out a moan - I couldn't tell if it was fear, exhaustion, excitement, or some combination of all three. But she dutifully got back onto her hands and knees, her ass ready for me to take again. A giver, this one.
Kate stripped off her clothing, and climbed onto the bed with us. She kissed Alena, then came and kissed me. I was starting to push my cock into Alena's ass, when Kate stopped me.
"I have a better idea," she said, and flipped Alena onto her back. Kate Held Alena's legs together, by the ankles, pulling her feet up into the air. This position exposed Alena's ass hole off the bed, but let me look at her front while I was fucking her. "What's the point of her having those pregnancy tits if you don't even get to see them bounce?" I smiled and kissed Kate, before positioning the head of my cock on Alena's hole and thrusting into it.
She was able to relax right from the beginning this time, and my cock entered more easily. Kate reached down and touched Alena's clit, causing shivers to run up and down her body, and the muscles of her asshole to dance open and closed on me. I took over holding onto Alena's legs, and spread them open, one ankle in each hand as I thrust into her tight little ass.
Kate pressed her body to my side, her tits squishing against my arm. She traced her fingers down my spine, then cupped my ass, squeezing it as I thrust into her wife. Alena was basically insensate at this point, just gasping, pressing a pillow against her face, or thrashing as I thrust into her. Her legs were already shaking again, sending tremors through my arms.
Kate's hands eventually slid down from my ass and cupped my balls, squeezing and massaging them with each thrust. She started thrusting her hips against me, making little moaning and gasping sounds. I could feel the cum building in my balls, Alena's tight ass squeezing onto me with each thrust, and couldn't hold off much longer. Kate started panting as she thrust onto my leg, and lowered her free hand to pinch and squeeze her nipple. Her soft curves pressed against me felt divine.
"Brother," she breathed, "please cum soon... I can't wait to have fill my pussy up for round two."
This took me to the edge, and her fingers lighting tracing around my scrotum before giving me a firm squeeze pushed me over it. I threw my head back and moaned as my cock spurted, filling Alena's ass with my cum. I fell on top of her, my face buried into the bed beside hers.
"Fuck..." Alena breathed. I went to pull out of her and she grabbed my forearm. "Gently, fuck, gently please." She twisted and writhed as I slowly, inch by inch, released my cock from her ass, then flopped onto the bed next to her. I opened my eyes to see Kate's naked body next to me, her face coming in for a kiss. My lips parted and her tongue found mine, before she pulled back.
"I hope you still have a lot of cum for my pussy." With that, Kate told us she was going to take a quick shower to wash the train off of her, and then would expect me to be ready for round two.
As Kate got into the shower, I ran down the hall to the guest bathroom, taking a piss then soaping down and rinsing my cock in the sink. By the time I got back to the bedroom, Alena had started coming to.
"A fan of anal now?" I asked, laying myself next to her.
"I'm not sure. That was... a lot. And I hurt, a bit. But in a good way." She rolled over and started playing with my balls, grinding her wet pussy onto my thigh as she did. "We have to get you ready for round two."
My cock started rising feeling her cunt against me, and thinking of filling Kate's pussy with cum. "What do you think your role is going to be for round two?" I asked.
"Pervy watcher..." Alena said. "I can't wait to see you fill your sister's pussy with cum. I'm sad I missed the first few times. Really an incest dream come true." We heard the shower turn off, and Kate came out, naked and unblemished. I still loved the sight of her curves. Alena withdrew her hand from my cock, and kissed me on the cheek. "By the way," she whispered to me, "did you say Kate told you she got a copper IUD? Interesting. She has a copper allergy, doesn't she? But surely she wouldn't take you raw without protection..." she smiled at me and kissed me once more before climbing off of the bed.
My head spun. What had Alena meant? Was she just messing with me? Was Kate's pussy really unprotected? Before I could ask any questions, Alena had settled herself into the chair by the bed, and Kate was climbing in with me. "Pretend I'm not here," Alena told us, spreading her legs and languidly stroking her flushed lips.
The smart thing to do in this situation would have been to pause. To clarify. But as we've seen a couple times before, I'm not always a smart man. Kate took Alena's advice to heart, and completely ignored her. She gazed into my eyes, then closed them, lowering her face to kiss me. Sweetly first, then more passionately. Her tongue met mine. My hands grasped her plump ass, squeezing and massaging it, as she moaned. I kissed then bit her neck. Her hands worked down and found my cock, straining up in the air, as if I hadn't just had intense sex at all. Desire overwhelmed me.
Kate brought her nipple to my face, cupping her breast to push it in my mouth. "Oh, god, that feels so good..." she murmured, as I sucked on her nipple, my tongue dancing over it. "I'm almost jealous of Alena, she says pregnancy makes your tits so much more sensitive. Do you think I would look good pregnant?"
I nodded, sucking harder, unwilling to let her tit out of my mouth. My fingers reached down, finding her soft, downy mound of pubic hair before sliding into her slit, pushing two fingers into her as she ground herself down on my palm. Fuck, I wanted this pussy so badly.
"Mmm, that feels so good..." Kate moaned, "I can't, I can't wait. I need your cum."
She pulled her nipple from my mouth and mounted me, thrusting her warm pussy down to my hips in one swift movement, and grinding her clit into me. She pressed her hands into my chest, finger nails digging into my skin, her elbows pushing her tits together as she bucked on me. I was transfixed by her breasts, swaying and jiggling with each of her thrusts, and I imagined them getting bigger, filling with milk, bursting with sensitivity. My cock jumped inside of her and she moaned, gripping down onto it with her kegals.
She never rose off of my cock, but kept pushed down onto it, to the hilt, just grinding my cock inside her with hip thrusts. Her wetness leaked down onto my balls, and her hair fell int a tangle, obscuring her face. My hands touched her everywhere I could, squeezing her ass, guiding her hips, and then I took both of my hands together, cupping and squeezing one breast, making it look engorged, as I leaned up and took her nipple into my mouth.
"Yes, yes, suck my tit, fuck." Kate moaned, picking up the pace of her hips thrusting. I felt the orgasm building in me, and I whimpered, moaned, never taking her tit from my mouth. I was paralyzed, trying to hold off the inevitable - what was going on? Surely I had felt an IUD wire when I was fingering her, right? They were just making a sexy scene for me. She kept on talking about me filling her with cum, and she clearly wouldn't have me do that if she was unprotected. Even if the thought of breeding her, of knocking Kate up, was perhaps now the most urgent, pressing, primal desire I had ever had in my entire life.
I gave up. My mind shut off, and I decided to let what would happen happen. I lost the coordination to suck on her tit, and Kate leaned back, bracing her hands behind her as she bucked on my cock. I could now see her clit coming in and out of view each time she moved her hips, and single line of sweat dripping down her chest, tracing out the curve of her breast. I imagined where my cock was inside of her, deep in her vagina, her waiting uterus there, ready to be filled with cum.
"I... I can't last much longer. I'm going to cum." I breathed, my cock starting to twitch. Giving her one last chance at sanity, a last chance to climb off of me.
"Yes! I'm so close. I need your cum. Fuck. Please. Yes!"
Just as my cock started twitching, throwing the first spurt of cum into my sister's pussy, the orgasm took her over, her pink face contorted in pleasure, eyes shut and mouth open, gasping for air. Her breasts trembled as she trembled, my cock knocking against her g spot with each twitch, pouring my seed into her. Maybe, if I dared think it, breeding the second woman in this room. I writhed, spurt after spurt filling my sister, her pussy clamped onto my cock like a vice, her little movements sending electric thrills of pleasure through me.
I had never had an orgasm like that in my life, and I'm not sure that I had since. I saw stars, and couldn't catch my breath. Kate collapsed onto me, our combined juices flowing around my cock and dripping down onto my balls. Her kegals milked me, then slowly, slowly relaxed, as my cock, completely spent, started to soften inside of her.
She leaned back up, propping herself on her elbows, and looked me into the eyes. She leaned down and kissed me, whispering "thank you" into my ear as she collapsed back on to me. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close.
I heard a creek from beside me, and glanced over, for the first time, seeing Alena. She was flushed with color across her entire body, her legs squeezing together, the flared base of a large dildo sticking out of her cunt. She was panting, her eyes squeezed shut, her hand covering her mouth. She slowly unwound herself, and pulled a massive dildo out of her cunt, placing it, dripping with her grool, to the side.
"Get over here," I said with a smile, gesturing her to join us. She did, and Kate finally pulled herself off of me, her hand sliding down to keep anything from dripping from her pussy as she clambered off me. I caught a little glimpse of her outer lips as her legs spread, and they were dusky and flushed with arousal.
"New sheets," she said with a smile, holding my cum in her. "Can't have us ruining them already." She plopped into bed on the other side of me, and I reached around her, pulling her close. Alena reached over and took Kate's hand, their fingers intertwined across my belly, my arms around each of them, pulling them close to my side.
I took a deep breath and smiled. I was happy.
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