Sex with My Sister (Book 5 Chapter 4) - Sex Stories

Sex with My Sister (Book 5 Chapter 4)

... not pregnant.” Mom told me. “Now, young man, run up and get some sleep. We leave for your dad’s place tomorrow, and I know you’re gonna want to get some rest before the trip.” I listened to my mother, heading to my room. I grabbed a towel from the top of my dresser, got showered and went to bed. I had cum nine times since that morning, and each time, it was like a hose had went off. I was chaffed, sore, and tired. Though I would later get my mother and sister to agree to not ask me to do a marathon again, I’d still end up doing them like that at least once a month, but I’m getting ahead of myself. The next morning, I slowly opened my eyes to find my sister, sitting in my computer chair, wearing a cute little baby doll type nightgown. It was red and see thru as were her panties, so it really left nothing to the imagination. “Morning, sleepyhead.” Emma said. “Don’t tell me, you’re looking for a morning fuck?” I asked. “No, after yesterday, I’m sore and worn out.” She said. “Me too.” I laughed. “Well, big brother. Mom told me that you got worried about something last night.” Emma said. “I wanted to let you know that my period should happen between the day we arrive at Dad’s house, and the day we leave.” “Do you know when Mom’s is supposed to happen?” I asked. “Same time.” She said. “So we won’t know until it happens.” I said quietly. “Are you really that worried?” Emma said. I thought about it for a moment. No one had ever forbid what we had done, and I could easily doubt our ...

... relationship or our fun ending over a pregnancy, though it might be hard for Emma to explain during our last year of high school. Mom was a different matter entirely though. She not only had a job, but a career. The kind with full benefits, and maternity leave. So, I really didn’t need to worry about being a dad. “Maybe a little for your part.” I said. “It’d be easier to explain a child if we weren’t in high school.” I said. “Oh, so you’re worried about what some of our friends might say. What questions they might ask during the course of my pregnancy?” Emma asked. She got up and walked over to me. She bent over, giving me a wonderful view of her tits, and gave me a kiss on the lips. “Well, here’s my thoughts on that. I’ll tell them the truth. Anyone who can’t accept what we have isn’t worth our time.” Emma said. Honestly, what she said got me hard. She wanted to be with me in every way possible and she didn’t give two fucks on who didn’t approve. I grabbed ahold of her and rolled her into bed, and got on top of her. I kissed her passionately then moved to her left side of her neck and began sucking on it. She moaned my name as I began rocking my hips against hers. “Oh Cyrus, this feels so good, but I’m sore.” She said to me. “I’ll be gentle then.” I said as I reached down to her panties and began rubbing her clit through them. “No, Cyrus, stop… I can’t… handle… the attention… there… right… now…” She panted as I reached up her baby doll top with my free hand and began massaging ...