http://www.mrdouble.com Girlfriends An Erotic Story "Daniel, did you fuck your little sisters this morning?" Sandy's question caught her eldest offspring by surprise for a moment, then he grinned. "Yes, Mom," he replied; remembering how sweet the sensation of the tight little holes of his two new "girlfriends" had almost overwhelmed him when they were squeezing the thick white cum out of his swollen prick. That he didn't have to worry about diseases, condoms, or even pregnancy when fucking his own two sisters made it even better. "Candy too?" "Huh" "I asked, did you remember to fuck Candy too?" repeated his mother. The idea of fucking the little 5-year-old (almost 6 now) hadn't even occurred to the older boy. ----------------------------------------------------- Sandy watched raptly, as her son's bulging prick slid in and out of the child's slit. Watching her little girl's tummy swell and then flatten each time the older boy slid all the way home in her daughter was so erotic she was leaking a steady stream of juices from her own snatch. "Do it," she murmured under her breath; silently encouraging the boy to fuck his little sister, "do it!" Danny, "Did it." "Oh, Oh!" he groaned, as the tight ring of his littlest sister's tight little cunny milked and squeezed on his engorged member, until the urgent tickling in the head presaged a coming flood of cum that would inundate the child's belly with incestuous sperm. "Oh God, Mom ... I'm going to cum," he groaned; looking for approval from the woman staring so closely at the mating pair. He completely ignored the two girls watching from the other side of the bed, as if they weren't there. "Can I cum in her?" he asked; still not sure if his mother would approve of him cumming in his own little sister ... even after fucking the two older ones with her permission, if not outright approval. "Do it," said their mother, barely able to choke the words out. The thought of her son's seed squirting in thick white jets into the virginal belly of her little girl was almost overwhelming in it's eroticism. "Spunk her belly really good. Candy needs to feel what it's like ... just like her big sisters." Danny wasn't able to think clearly any more ... if his mother wanted him to spunk his little sister's womb ... then he was going to. The 16-year-old held his prick as far up inside the little girl's tummy as he could, while he shivered with the sensations of her tight little slit squeezing on his penis, preparatory to flooding the child's womb with his potent seed. "What's happening, Mommy? What's Danny going to do?" the plaintive question from the child on the bed barely managed to stall the teenager from letting his little sister have everything he had stored up in his balls right then. After the pain of losing her virginity, things had just started to feel good again, 1 when her brother started acting weird and talking about this mysterious "cumming" that everybody else seemed to know about. "It's OK, Honey," her mother soothed. "Danny is going to squirt his cum in you, like a big girl, so you can feel what it's like to take a man's spunk in your tummy like your big sisters do. In that spunk is Danny's sperm ... the stuff that gets little girls pregnant. So Danny's going to try and get you pregnant, just like a big girl ... OK?" "OK ... I guess," replied the pre-schooler doubtfully. "What's pregnant?" "That's when your brother makes a baby in your tummy with his sperm. You're a little young yet to do that; but I want you to try ... OK?" "OK." Candy still seemed a little doubtful; but if her mother wanted this ... she wondered about having a baby in her tummy though. "Good ... now I want you to ask your big brother to spunk your tummy, and make a baby, so he knows you want it." The thought of what this meant was ALMOST enough to make Daniel lose his erection. If he hadn't already been so close to filling the little girl's tight little baby-hole with his cum, he might have lost it anyway. Only hearing his little sister obey their mother and ask, "Please Danny? Shoot your baby-spunk in my tummy, like Momma says. I don't mind. I want to feel you do it," was too much for the teenager. Before he could even think about the possible consequences of squirting his sperm in his little 5 year old sister's unprotected tummy, he was already doing it; jerking and thrusting, and squirting jet after thick white jet of incestuous seed at the child's developing womb. Oh God, did that feel good. And the fact that his mother had NOT assured him that he didn't have to worry about making a baby in the little girl ... in fact almost encouraging them both to do it ... was even more erotic than fucking either of his two older sisters. There's something about ejaculating your sperm in the unprotected belly of your own little sister, knowing you MIGHT get her pregnant with her own brother's baby ... and knowing that his parents wouldn't get mad at him if he did, took away what tiny bit of remorse the teenager might have otherwise had. Jerk after jerk, squirt after squirt, Daniel emptied his prostate in his little sister's womb; now actually TRYING to father a child on his own pre-schoolaged sibling. He was knowledgeable enough to know there wasn't much chance of knobbing a girl as young as Candy ... but it sure felt good to try. Candy wasn't complaining either. It felt GOOD to have her big brother sliding in and out like this ... and the slippery goo he was ejaculating inside her just made things easier. But the biggest pleasure was the almost painful pleasure she could see she was giving her big brother, as his face contorted in spasms of ecstasy that she hoped someday to feel ... like she had heard other girls did when "making love" to their brothers. "Good," said Sandy, as she watched her son's shudders die down, and he finally came down and rested on his little sister's body, while his prick oozed a last few dribbles into the swamped uterus of the child. "From now on," she continued, "I want you to impregnate your little sister at least once a day ... just 2 like you do her big sisters ... OK?" "Ooooohhh!" Daniel could barely groan his agreement. "Good," repeated Sandy. "Now I want you to tell Candy that." "Uh?" Danny was so exhausted from spilling his seed three times in his sexy little sisters in less than two hours that he had a hard time even saying that much. "Promise your little sister that from now on you'll get her pregnant as often as you can ... OK?" Sandy waited, breath held, for her son's reply. She wasn't going to FORCE the kid to father children on his sisters but ... "I promise Candy." Both Maria and Carol stared wide-eyed at the still incestuously coupled duo, and then back at their mother. ----------------------------------------------------- "Mom, you lied to us." Sandy looked over at her two offspring, one nursing her eldest grandson, and the other obscenely swollen with a child that was due any day. "I did NOT!" she said, in annoyance. "You name even ONE time I told you a lie." "Mom! You told Danny that he couldn't get us pregnant. Look at us, and then say that wasn't a lie." "I didn't say that." "Mom!" Sandy hushed her offspring. "What I SAID was, that most boys don't get their sisters pregnant ... most don't. Most don't even have sex with their sisters ... and those girls that DO have sex with their brothers are usually on the pill or taking SOME kind of birth-control. Is it MY fault that you two neglected to take precautions?" "Mom! You said ..." "I KNOW what I said. I pointed out to your brother that most girls had to start somewhere ... even his old ex-girlfriend. And since she wasn't a virgin, where do you suppose she learned? I also implied a lot of other things that suggested that most families have sex ... who knows, they might even be true." "But MOM .... I KNOW that you told Danny ..." Here Carol's face screwed up as she fought to remember her mother's words from almost 8 months earlier. "... You told Danny that if WE were his girlfriends, that he could have sex with us, 'without worrying about disease, condoms, or pregnancy,' and don't deny it!" she finished fiercely. It seems the middle girl had a very good memory when it came to words. "So?" replied her mother. "In what way does that make me a liar?" She waited for the expected outburst. "What do you call THIS," said Carol, waving her hand at an obviously too-pregnant belly ... and implying the child in her older sister's arms. "A baby," replied the older woman. She held up her hand at her children's outburst, and continued, "Well, piece by piece then: First, none of you three girls have any diseases ... certainly not venereal diseases, since all three of you were virgins; and I DON'T think any of you have had sex with anybody except Danny since then, right?" "Well, but condoms ..." 3 "So," she continued, "he didn't need condoms as protection from disease ... and the only OTHER thing I said was that he didn't need to WORRY about pregnancy ... I never said you girls wouldn't get pregnant. Are either of you girls annoyed at having his kids ... or do you think Danny is annoyed at having babies by either or both of you?" (The attitude of Daniel towards his child and prospective child was well known ... he doted on his little boy, and was WAY overprotective of what they all knew would be the baby's little sister in less than a month.) "And neither your father nor I have shown the slightest objection to helping you girls raise as many children by your brother as you want to have, now have we?" Sandy waited expectantly. "Mother," said Maria; finally breaking the silence, and speaking for both of her sisters (even though Candy wasn't there). "You are a sneaky, nasty, obscene, and wicked woman ... and we both love you very much." "Thank you dear," replied Sandy. "I thought you'd see it that way. Now where's your brother?" "In the bedroom with Candy ... Where else are either of them these days?" replied Carol with a sigh. Since they had missed the chance to start Candy in kindergarten with a baby in her belly, the two siblings were still trying to make it so the little girl started the first grade with a swollen tummy. Not much chance at her age ... but Daniel took seriously his promise to the little girl to get her pregnant as often as he could. "He barely has time enough for US these days." "He's not neglecting either of you sexually, I hope?" Both girls giggled; Carol's tummy jiggling when she did so. "Not if about a pint of sperm in each of us is neglecting us," the older girl replied. "Even Carol gets her share every day." "Good. I wouldn't want any of you kids regretting being your brother's girlfriends." From the smile she got from both of her daughters, just before Carol's tummy cramped, it was obvious that neither of the two girls had any regrets at all to their mother's choice of a boyfriend for them. 4