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  Another wave of regret washed through me. What the hell had I done? I'd just fucked my stepsister while my girlfriend was in the other room.

  There was a grim look etched across Paige's face. Oh, god, she knew! She'd been in to speak with Danielle and she knew! I was a dead man for sure.

  Paige reached out and put her hand on my arm. "Danielle's not feeling well," she said. "I think she has the flu. Her face is flushed, and when I touched her forehead she was burning up. It's probably not a good idea for me to take her around campus. Maybe you should stay here and look after your sister today."

  I peered past Paige's shoulder and into Danielle's bedroom. My sister was propped up on the pillows with the sheets pulled up to her chin. There was a mischievous grin on her face.

  Paige caught my glance and pivoted to see what I was looking at. In a flash, Danielle's expression morphed into one of pathetic misery.

  "The poor girl looks so sick, doesn't she?" Paige said.

  "Yes," I agreed. "She's in quite a state."

  "Take good care of her," Paige said. She stood on her tip-toes to give me a big kiss. Then she lowered her voice and whispered into my ear, "I think it's time for a certain dirty boy to go take a shower. I can still taste my pussy on your lips."

  I jolted in surprise. If only my girlfriend knew the truth. She was tasting my sister on my lips.

  Paige grabbed me by the arm and pulled me farther down the hallway where we couldn't be seen. Her hand was at my crotch, grabbing my cock through the towel. "I know I spoiled the moment between us earlier this morning, but I promise I'll make it up to you when I get back this afternoon. This bad boy and I have some unfinished business between us."

  "I can't wait," I said, and gave her ass a playful slap as she walked away.

  As my girlfriend gathered up her purse and book bag, Danielle peeked out from around the doorframe of the guest bedroom. She gave me a saucy wink and crooked her finger, beckoning me to come closer. Her bed sheets were draped loosely around her body, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of one long, lean thigh.

  My cock twitched. "Wait until Paige is gone and then come join me in the shower," I said in a hushed tone as I brushed past her.

  For the second time that morning I stepped into the shower. I kept the water as cold as possible as I tried to quell the sinful desires that consumed me.

  My sister had experienced my cock once, and now she was hooked like a junkie—the same way Paige had been hooked three years earlier. Damn, I couldn't believe I had a whole day to explore my beautiful sister's 18-year-old body, with no interruptions. Would it be enough time? Probably not. I was a greedy bastard. Even as I stood beneath the freezing spray my blood warmed at the thought of all the depraved ways I'd use Danielle. My cock twitched again and I reached down to stroke myself to full attention.

  "Ooo, it's freezing in here!" Danielle said a few minutes later as she slipped into the shower behind me. She pressed herself against my back. The hard points of her erect nipples scraped across my flesh. She reached around me, grinding her pussy against my ass as she cranked the faucet to add more hot water to the mix.

  I turned around and wrapped my sister in my arms.

  "That was a very sneaky thing you pulled back there," I said. "Lying to my girlfriend about being sick."

  "I know," she said, pouting out her lower lip. "I'm such a bad girl, aren't I, Carter."

  "Bad girls deserve to be punished."

  She reached up to wrap her hands around my neck and wiggled her shoulders, rubbing her tiny breasts across my chest.

  "What are you going to do to me, big brother?" she asked. "Spank me?" There was a hopeful twinkle in her eye.

  "And damage that perfect little ass of yours? I think not."

  With a girlish squeal she leapt into my arms and wrapped her legs around my hips. My enormous, ever-growing cock swelled between our bodies.

  "Don't think you've escaped your punishment yet, you naughty brat," I said gruffly. "Before I'm done with you, you'll be begging for mercy."

  "Oh, I hope so," she purred.

  I gripped her around the hips and lowered her onto my shaft. With a soft sigh she sunk down, settling onto me with a delicious shiver.

  Was it really possible for me to come three times in a single morning? I suppose there was only one way to find out. My balls ached from the workout they'd received so far, but the fact that I was popping boners like crazy was a clear indication that I was still up for the challenge. Hell, I was already buried deep inside my sister's pussy. What did that say about my stamina?

  I pushed Danielle up against the wall of the shower and pumped my cock into her—thrust after penetrating thrust. I'd show her what it meant to be possessed by her brother. Her mouth was open wide in ecstasy, and she was breathing hard, already nearing orgasm.

  Her legs gripped me like a vise and her screams of delight echoed around the walls of the bathroom. She was loud all right, just like my insatiable girlfriend. If Danielle kept this up the neighbors were sure to hear.

  "Goddammit, Danielle, your pussy is so fucking tight. I can't wait to come inside you again."

  "I want to try something else before you do that," she said.

  "Anything, sis. What do you want?"

  "I want to suck your cock so badly, Carter," she whimpered. Her tiny breasts trembled on her chest each time I plunged into her. "Please, I want you to come in my mouth. I want to taste you."

  "Not yet, Dani. There'll be plenty of time for that later. First we're gonna knock you up. I want to see this flat little belly of yours swell."

  "What will Mom say?" she gasped. "She'll find out what we've done, for sure."

  "Mom won't suspect a thing. You just tell her it was one of your friends. She'll never be the wiser."

  Danielle's lips parted in the same mischievous grin that she'd flashed at me earlier. "You mean it will be our little secret, Carter?"

  "That's right, sis. Our little secret."

  "Oh Carter, fuck me. Fuck me harder. I want you to do it. I want to feel your cum inside me again."

  I pulled my cock from her pussy and let the tip hover at her streaming entrance. My hands cupped her buttocks; her back was pressed against the wall. Clouds of steam rolled over our bodies.

  "Carter! Why did you stop?" She writhed in my grip, frustrated that I was no longer inside her.

  "What is it you want me to do?" I growled. "I want to hear you say the words out loud."

  Her chin trembled with scarcely contained lust. "I want you to"—she swallowed hard—"I want you to … make me pregnant!"

  With one powerful stroke I was inside her, ramming my cock to the hilt. She cried out and tightened her legs around me, as if she never wanted to let me go. I exploded an instant later, unleashing rope after rope of thick cum into the depths of her fertile pussy.

  The reason I was so desperate to impregnate my sister was simple. Paige and I planned to get married when we graduated. Unfortunately my girlfriend had a condition that meant she'd never be able to have children. When she broke the news to me she was terrified I would break up with her. To be honest, I nearly ended our relationship right then and there. Paige was a wonderful girl, but I'd always dreamed of becoming a father. My love for her was the only reason I stuck by her side. But deep down I always harbored a secret regret that we would never have babies of our own.

  Getting my stepsister pregnant might be the last chance I ever had to sire children. I knew that everything Danielle and I were doing was wrong. But at the same time it felt so fucking right!

  "You're mine, baby," I panted into her ear as the muscles of her cunt milked the last drops of seed from my pulsing shaft. I pulled her free and lowered her to the floor of the shower. "Now get down on your knees and clean me off with that sexy tongue of yours."

  "With pleasure," she purred. "With pleasure!"

  * * *

  Eight months later…

  I was brewing a fresh pot of coffee when Danielle poked her head into the kitch
en.

  "Is Paige still here?" she asked.

  "She left for class twenty minutes ago," I said, biting into a slice of toast. "You overslept again you lazy brat."

  "I like to think I have a pretty good excuse for getting my beauty rest," she said and stepped into the room.

  Her black baby-doll nightie was pulled tight across her huge, pregnant belly.

  I couldn't help but beam at the sight of my sister. "Come here and give your brother a big kiss good morning."

  She licked her lips and came towards me.

  My eyes roved up and down her curves. I loved the way her milk-engorged breasts wobbled ever so slightly when she walked. There was such a sexy sway to her widened hips. She looked like a woman at last, and I felt myself grow hard beneath my boxers.

  Fortune had smiled on us. Danielle had been accepted into Columbia and she decided to move in with me and Paige for her freshman year. The pregnancy came as a shock to everyone, but my sister refuse to divulge the identity of the father. Our secret was safe. Everyone told her to drop out of school and come home, but being knocked-up wasn't going to stop Dani from getting a proper education. Or from being with me.

  Paige had classes first thing every morning. I didn't have to go into college until later in the day, and my sister's lectures were all scheduled for the afternoon as well. That meant there was a perfect window of opportunity when Danielle and I had the apartment to ourselves.

  My sister rested her hands on my chest, pursed her lips, and reached up to give me a peck.

  "What was that?" I asked, underwhelmed.

  "A kiss."

  "Yes, but that's not where your brother wants you to kiss him today."

  "Oh really?" she said twirling a finger through her long, dark hair. "And where would you like your good morning smooch?"

  "You know damn well you little brat."

  I gripped her by the arms and helped to lower her to her knees. She traced the outline of my cock through my boxers, watching in awe as I swelled under her gentle touch. Reaching though the opening of my fly, she coaxed me out into the open. I could feel her hot breath along my shaft as she teased me to full hardness.

  I loved the way her mouth felt as she wrapped her lips around my tip and slowly descended. Her orals skills had improved exponentially in the last few months. It was amazing the results that could be achieved from diligent daily practice. Danielle had become just as skilled as my girlfriend, if not more so.

  There was an added benefit to all these daily morning blowjobs. We discovered early on in Danielle's pregnancy that a regular dose of my semen helped to ease her morning sickness. But even before then, she'd already developed an enthusiastic love for my cum. I was almost tempted to say she had become an addict. In fact, without regular daily feedings, she became grumpy and petulant.

  I was willing to do whatever it took to keep my sister happy.

  I leaned back against the counter and uttered a low groan. Danielle was focused on the task at hand, slurping hard while she pumped my length and pulled gently on my balls.

  "I'm gonna blow my load straight down your throat, sis."

  With her mouth full of cock, all Danielle could do was bob her head in agreement and make enthusiastic moaning sounds.

  "I'm coming, Dani. Oh, fuck, I'm coming!"

  She tipped back her head and opened wide so I could paint her tongue with my cum. She held me in a firm grip and aimed my shaft at the back of her throat.

  My buttocks flexed and I gushed into her, giving my naughty little sister the creamy reward she craved.

  She swooned with pleasure as my final splashes coated her upper lip and cheek. Never one to waste a single drop, she used my cock to gather up all the cum that missed the mark. She slurped it into her mouth and licked her fingers clean.

  "How was that, Carter?" she asked, opening wide to show me that she'd swallowed everything.

  "Perfect, Dani."

  I helped her to her feet again, and suddenly she was bashful. "Carter," she whispered. "There's something special I'd like to try today."

  Before I could answer, she turned around and flipped up the hem of her nightie. She wore no panties beneath. Reaching back she spread her bare cheeks wide, revealing the jeweled end of a butt plug.

  "What's this?" I asked.

  She looked over her shoulder at me, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Remember when I said the pregnancy was making my pussy too sensitive to have sex?"

  I nodded.

  "Well," she continued. "I didn't say anything about my ass."

  I ran my fingers down the small of her back, trailing the tips through the valley of her buttocks, and over the circular handle of the plug.

  "Go ahead," she murmured. "Pull it out for me."

  Danielle let out a sensual sigh as I eased the big glass knob from her anus. Her gaping hole glistened with the lubrication she'd used to fit the toy inside her.

  "I've been training myself, Carter. Making myself wider. Just for my big brother."

  "Sis, you didn't have to do this for me." But even as I said the words I knew I must have sounded like an idiot. What man in his right mind wouldn't be delighted to receive such an intimate gift? I was thrilled as fuck that we had a new virgin hole to play with. What made it even better was that my sister had come up with the plan all on her own. I never breathed a word about taking her from behind—even though I'd secretly wanted to do it for ages. My sister was turning into the saucy slut I'd always fantasized about.

  "Go ahead, Carter. I'm all ready for you."

  My cock was as stiff as a flagpole at the prospect of entering her. Even though she had stretched her sphincter to take me, I knew it was still going to be a tight fit when I penetrated that pretty little rosebud of hers.

  Danielle bent forward and braced her hands against the counter, presenting the full curviness of her ass to me. "I want it so bad, Carter," she breathed. "You don't know how much I miss having my brother's cock inside me."

  I guided myself between her cheeks, teasing the partially gaped hole with my tip. The temptation to plunge into her at once was overwhelming, but first things first.

  Reaching under with one hand, I cupped her wet pussy and gathered up some of her nectar. She moaned as I lubricated her puckered anus with her own cum.

  Stars appeared before my eyes when I finally slipped inside her. She was softer and tighter than I could ever imagine. Even though she had prepared herself with the big anal plug, nothing could prepare her for the thickness of my cock. Danielle's screams of pleasure and pain filled the kitchen. For a brief moment I was reminded of the time I took her virginity all those months ago.

  Deeper and deeper I went. Inch by slow inch. Apparently I was going slower than Danielle liked. She wiggled her hips and pressed backwards against me, impaling herself all the way.

  "Yes, Carter, yes," she breathed.

  My hand went to her pussy again so I could finger her clit while I fucked her. Her cunt was even wetter than before. The girl was creaming like a waterfall, and she felt so amazing.

  "There's nothing I won't do for you, Carter," Danielle said.

  "You've already given me so much."

  "I want to give you everything."

  As the muscles of her ass contracted around me, I blew a hot load of cum deep inside her. I kept thrusting into her rectum as I played with her clit. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the counter. Her hair swished sensually across her shoulders and back as her head rolled from side to side in ecstasy.

  "Carter, I love you!" she screamed as she came.

  "I love you too, Dani."

  I pulled her into my arms and caressed her huge belly.

  My sister was mine. All mine! Every single part of her body. I had two beautiful women in my life: Danielle and my girlfriend. And by the time I graduated from college I'd be a father too.

  How did I get so lucky?

  * * *

  STORY 3

  "Mom," I called out as I came through the fron
t door. "Are you home?" There was no answer as I put my tool belt and hardhat in the closet. The living room was a mess, there was a big pile of dishes on the coffee table, and I swore I could smell the lingering aroma of pot in the air.

  I followed the trail of discarded Daisy Duke shorts, a crop top t-shirt, and a skimpy pair of panties all the way through the house to the back porch. Sure enough my stepmother was in the yard, swimming laps and taking advantage of the beautiful summer afternoon. I watched as she reached the far side of the pool and came up for air. She spotted me as soon as she turned around.

  "Dean!" She waved at me as she treaded water in the deep end.

  "Mom, what's going on? The house is a disaster. Your clothes are everywhere." I held up the bundle of garments I'd collected along the way.

  "The maid service will be here tomorrow, honey. How am I supposed to get my money's worth if I keep the place spotless all the time?"

  I shook my head and dropped the pile into a nearby lounge chair. Ever since my mother's divorce she'd gone a little crazy, embracing her new-found freedom with a vengeance. She stayed out late partying with her friends. She used the money from her alimony to lease a new sports car. She'd even started smoking pot, something she'd expressly forbidden me from doing when I was growing up. It was like she'd discovered her second youth.

  Sometimes I wondered if I'd made the right decision to stay with her over the summer. With my first year of college behind me, I was finally old enough to decide which parent to live with during my vacation. As shallow as it sounds, one of the deciding factors in staying with Mom was the swimming pool.

  "Come join me," she called out. "The water's perfect."

  Swimming was the last thing on my mind after an exhausting day on the construction site. But the weather was hot and the water looked so inviting that I decided it wouldn't hurt to take a quick dip. If nothing else, it would give me a chance to squeeze in some bonding time with my stepmom. Work kept me pretty busy and I'd seen very little of her so far.