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My Dad died unexpectedly. My mother went into a deep depression after he died
and she never recovered. Only months later, I was an orphan.
I am the youngest of four daughters. My parents both came from Sweden and so
all of us girls got the blond hair blue eye look.
I was 16 when my mom died. My older sisters were already out of the house and
living on their own. So it was that I went to live with my oldest sister.
With the consent of my other sisters and a maiden aunt, the court appointed
Jennifer as my legal guardian. Jen is eleven years older than me. At 27, she
seemed to have the perfect life. She a great job at a bank and was married to
Robert, my brother-in-law, who was 32 and an executive at a major corporation.
Robert, Bob, and Jen had a large house with a swimming pool, in a very
expensive neighborhood.
Bob and Jen stood looking at me immediately following the court hearing. It was
almost like a happy couple looking at the new puppy they were buying. “Carol,
you are going to love living at our house.” Jen was smiling one of those oh-so-
fake smiles you get when you’re trying to make the best of the situation.
It was strange when I moved in there. Yes, Jen is my sister, but because of our
age difference, I had never really had the chance to get to know her and I knew
Bob even less. They were very nice to me, but in a lot of ways I was moving into
a house with strangers.
It was summer when I arrived at my Jen and Bob’s. I still had two years of high
school left so Jen took me to the local high school and got me enrolled. I still
lived in the same state, but my old school was a two hour drive, so it wasn’t
practical for me to stay in that school. My new high school looked nice. The
building was large and new and looked in a lot better condition then the high
school I had just left. On the way home, Jen told me that she and Bob had
agreed to pay for me to go to college if I got good grades during the final two
years of high school.
The rest of the summer was a pretty lazy time for me. I missed my parents and
my old home. I really didn’t know anyone around here. There were a lot of
children in the neighborhood. They were young kids in elementary school or
younger. There didn’t seem to be anyone my age. So I spent most of my time in
and around the pool.
The yard was protected by a high wooden fence. It was required by law to keep
the neighbor kids from wandering into the pool and drowning themselves. It also
tended to give me some privacy. When both Jen and Bob were at work, I often
took the opportunity to get an all-over even tan without tan lines. I got caught
once, nude sun-bathing, by the pool guy. He just walked in through the gate one
Tuesday morning at around 11 AM and I was stretched out on my stomach on a
towel. I heard him make a noise; I turned around and looked and saw this black
guy staring at my butt. I let out a little scream and jumped into the pool.
“What are you doing here, this is private property!!!”
He was now facing the other way with his back to me. “Sorry Miss, I’m Jack, the
pool guy. I’m supposed to maintain the swimming pool. I didn’t know you would
be here – the house is usually empty when I come. Who are you anyway?”
“I’m Carol and I’m Jennifer’s sister. I’m living with them now. Jack, go back out
the way you came in, and sit in your truck for five minutes and then you can
come back and fix the pool. Okay?”
“Yes, Carol, no problem.”
Jack went back out the gate. I jumped out of the pool, wrapped my towel around
me and sprinted for the house, and got dressed in a flash. I looked out the front
window and saw Jack sitting in his truck listening to music.
Jack was not bad looking, about three or four years older than me. Jack was a
tall, very fit young black man. I saw Jack look at his watch, and then get out of
the truck and head back to our gate.
I was in the back yard when Jack came through the gate. This time he knocked
and called out. “Carol, is it okay for me to come in?” I told him it was okay to
come back. Jack worked on the pool and we talked. Jack turned out to be a
really nice guy, but he kept having this look on his face of “I’ve seen you nude
and you’re cute.” I found out that he treats the pool once a week on a regular
basis. The normal schedule is Tuesday’s at 11 AM. For the rest of the summer,
I would make sure not to be naked when Jack was scheduled to arrive.
I was sort of hoping that Jack might ask me out, but on the other hand, it’s very
awkward to go out with a guy that I first met while I was nude. In any case, it
never came up because he never asked me.
Once Jack had left, I waited an hour and then resumed my sun worship, this time
lying on my back.
It was another three weeks before there was any further disturbance of my
summer activities.
This time it was about two in the afternoon. I was out by the pool sunbathing in
the nude when my eye caught a glimpse of movement at an upstairs window. I
knew that no one was at home and to my knowledge other than Bob, Jen and I
no one had a key to the house. At first, I dismissed it as just a reflection on the
glass.
I waited without moving. My eyes were fixed on the window upstairs. For the
longest time, I saw nothing. I was about to dismiss it and roll over when I saw
movement again. This time I was sure I had seen someone or something
moving in the house.
What should I do? If there was a burglar in the house, I didn’t want to startle him
and maybe get shot. I hadn’t taken a phone out with me, so I couldn’t call
anyone. I couldn’t run next door since I wasn’t wearing clothes.
I finally decided that my only course of action was to go into the house. I got up
and walked into the house as if I were just getting a drink. I didn’t know if he was
watching me or not. I was calm and I moved slowly. Once in the kitchen, I
grabbed a beach robe I had left there earlier and I put it on.
We didn’t have any weapons in the house, but I grabbed a steak knife and slowly
crept up the stairs. I knew the window where I had seen the movement was the
guest room next to my bedroom. At the top of the stairs, I could see that the
guest room door was shut. I waited outside for a few minutes. I could hear some
muffled noise coming from inside.
Finally, I decided to try the door. It was not locked. Slowly, I opened the door. I
could see a man sitting on the bed, facing the window. The man was naked and
had his back to me. He had blond hair and his back was also hairy. I raised the
steak knife in my hand as I yelled, “Who the hell are you and what are you doing
in my house?”
The naked man stood up with a start, and turned to face me. My eyes were
immediately drawn to his very erect cock. It had to be eight inches and thick. It
was surrounded by the same blond hair that covered his back. When I looked up
at his face, I was further shocked to see it was my brother-in-law, Bob. I dropped
the knife, and stood there for a moment with my mouth open. I didn’t realize that
I was no longer clutching my robe closed.
Bob stood still for the longest time. The only movement in the room, other than
our breathing, was the throbbing of his erection. I had no idea that Bob was so
well endowed. Well how could I possibly have known?
If finally found my voice. “Bob, what are you doing?”
I finally saw the he had been staring at my pussy as long as I had been staring at
his cock. “I’ve been watching you, Carol, you have an incredible body.” I looked
around the room. In addition to his clothes, I saw he had two cameras. One was
fitted with a telephoto lens.
“How long have you been up here watching me?”
“For the past three weeks, ever since Jack told me that you were sunbathing in
the buff.”
“You’ve been stalking me?”
“I can’t see how I could possibly be stalking someone in my own house.”
“I want to see the pictures you took.” Without argument, Jack handed me a stack
of pictures. Some were just of me on my towel next to the pool. Others were
tight close-ups of my pussy and ass. Suddenly, I felt more naked then I had ever
felt before.
Up till now, I had thought of Bob as my protector, but now he was my predator. I
started to cry and I reached out and slapped Bob as hard as I could. I slapped
him a second time. Before I could slap him a third time, he had his arms around
me and was holding me tight. I realized that when Bob had put his arms around
me, he did so from under my robe. He was now holding my body tight to his and
we were both nude. Bob was taller than I so I could feel his throbbing cock
against my chest. I continued to cry for some time. Eventually, my crying
subsided. Bob fell back onto the bed with me still in his grasp. I was nude, lying
on top of him and he was nude.
I didn’t know what to do or what to think. There were so many different thoughts
racing through my head, so many conflicts that I couldn’t possibly resolve. It was
easier to just not move a muscle.
His arms around me were strong. I’m not sure I could have moved, but I didn’t
try. Despite his betrayal, now that he was holding me, I felt safe again.
At first it just felt like a little tickle. It was down there at my pussy lips. It was just
a soft feeling of something touching me gently. The feeling became more and
more persistent. Then I felt Bob’s muscles tense beneath me. As I felt this, I
also felt his cock entering me. I just let it happen. I didn’t say a word. I didn’t
move, other than to open my legs more to let him in. I wasn’t thinking of all the
consequences of what I was doing.
Bob’s long thick cock felt spectacular as he pumped inside me. My abdominal
muscles were now tensing and releasing in rhythm with his. The sex was
spectacular, and I knew that I was cumming. When my body tensed and shook
with the ecstasy of orgasm I felt his do the same. In a moment, I felt his warm
semen deep within my body. I was relaxed. He was relaxed. For the longest
moment, we just held each other still on the bed. I was finally the first to move.
Bob didn’t stop me.
I left the room without another word, and went next door to my own room.
Through the wall, I could hear Bob getting dressed. Then I heard him go down
stairs and drive back to work.
I didn’t know what to think about what had happened. There were so many
aspects to it. I am 16 years old, he is 32; wow, he’s twice my age! He is my
brother-in-law and married to my older sister. He’s been watching me and taking
nude pictures of me for three weeks. He has an amazing cock.
I stayed in my room for the rest of the day. At night, Jen and Bob came home
from their respective jobs. Jen had stopped on the way home and bought dinner
at a take-out restaurant. The three of us sat at the table in the dining room and
talked as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened earlier in the day. Jen
asked me if I was looking forward to my junior year in high school. In a sort of
motherly way, she told me that as soon as school started, I was sure to meet
new friends my own age. Bob gave no indication of what we had done together.
I kept to myself as much as I could and just ate dinner. After dinner, I went back
to my room.
The next morning, Bob and Jen left for work just as they always had. I sat at the
table in the kitchen wondering what I should do. On any other day this summer, I
had stripped, lathered myself up with sun shade, grabbed my dark glasses and a
towel and headed for the pool. After what happened the day before though, I
wasn’t sure.
An hour later, I was still sitting at the table. There was nothing else for me to do
other than watch day-time television. I was bored silly. If finally decided that I
would go into the pool, but today I was going to wear a bikini.
I ran upstairs, found a yellow bikini, got out of my clothes and into it. A few
minutes for sun block and a towel and I was good to go. Once I got outside in
the sunshine I felt good. I took a swim and then put my towel out on a lounge.
At first, I was on my back, but about noon, I turned over on my stomach. I had
promised myself a summer tan without tan lines, but I wasn’t yet ready to go
nude again. I untied the back of my bikini top.
I must have fallen asleep. I didn’t hear Bob when he came home again at two. I
was awakened by the sound of him in the pool, swimming. When he saw me
looking at him, he swam toward me and got out of the pool. Bob was nude and
he had his amazing hard on again. It was almost like I was mesmerized by the
sight of his cock. I couldn’t help but stare. I didn’t even realize that with my top
untied, it had fallen off when I sat up. Bob was staring at my tits.
Bob came to the lounge where I was sitting, and picked me up in his arms. I was
amazed at Bob’s strength. Bob carried me to the grass. Before he put me down,
he grabbed onto the back of my bikini bottom and pulled it off almost like I would
pull another paper towel off the roll. Without speaking a word to me, Bob was on
top of me and his amazing cock was inside me.
Yesterday, Bob was very gentle with me. Today he was savage. He pushed his
cock into me when he was ready. He didn’t check to see if I were wet or not. It
wasn’t a problem since I was aroused. As Bob pumped his cock in and out of
me, his right hand reached down and found my anus. In a moment, his finger
was pushing inside of me there as well. The feeling was incredible, like nothing I
had felt before. I came to orgasm and relaxed. Bob was still pushing inside me.
A moment later, my feelings were building again. I had a second orgasm. Bob
was still pumping. It almost felt like he was trying to get deeper and deeper
inside me. Finally he came. It was not like yesterday. He came and he came. It
was amazing how much he came. His body relaxed. His full weight was on me,
but it felt good, not suffocating.
It was five minutes before he began to move. After a moment he was up and
walking into the house. I heard the shower running. I was still lying on the grass.
Then I heard Bob’s car pulling out of the driveway. Bob had not said one word to
me the whole time. I had not said a word to him. Eventually, I got up and dove
in the pool. I picked up the bikini bra and the remains of the bikini bottom and
went back into the house.
Dinner that night was again completely normal and uneventful. After dinner I
went back to my room. I was trying to think about everything that was
happening. I was sleeping with my sister’s husband. How long could I keep this
up without getting caught? And then what would happen to me? Surely Jen
would kick my ass to the curb if she knew. I didn’t know what to do.
The next day was Saturday. Nothing would happen over the weekend, so I had
some time to think. I couldn’t think of anything. I couldn’t leave since I didn’t
have anywhere to go.
Monday morning came and Jen and Bob were back to work early in the morning.
Bob came home on a late lunch break, fucked his wife’s sister, and then went an
important conference for his company. Dinner once again was as if nothing
unusual were happening.
Tuesday through Friday was much the same. Bob fucked me each day at two in
the afternoon and then went back to work. I have to admit that Bob’s cock is
incredible and I really enjoyed the sex. On the other hand, I was becoming
increasingly apprehensive about Jen finding out and what would happen to me
when she did. I knew it was only a matter of time.
The following week, Bob fucked me on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.
Thursday was the start of my period and I figured that would at least buy me
some time. No period came on Thursday or Friday or the weekend.
Now I knew I had to talk to Bob. Up till now, he hadn’t allowed me to have any
meaningful conversation with him alone. He would have to now. Bob came
home at two on Monday afternoon. He found me sitting on the couch in the living
room fully dressed. “Bob, we have to talk.”
“Okay, what is it Carol?”
“I missed my period.”
“Did you take a test?”
“No I didn’t, not yet.” I started to cry. Bob came over and held me. This time it
was gentle and not in a sexual way.
“I’ll get one on the way home tonight. After dinner you can go upstairs and try it.”
“What are we going to tell Jen?” I was almost desperate at this point. I was sure
that my life was coming apart even as we spoke.
“Jen won’t be a problem. We are just going to tell her that you got knocked up.
You won’t tell her, or me, who the father is, okay?” I nodded in agreement.
“What about the baby?” A million thoughts raced through my mind. I would
never have an abortion. That left adoption.
“Don’t worry about that. Jen and I have been trying to have a baby for years with
no luck. I have no doubt that Jen and I will adopt your baby.”
That night, Bob handed me a paper bag. Inside were a home pregnancy test
and a note. The note said that if the test comes out positive, tell Jen that you
have been sleeping a local teenager and you got knocked up. Tell her that you
will never tell who the father is.
I took the test and confirmed that I was pregnant.
I went downstairs. I was scared to confront Jen, but I knew I had no choice. At
least Bob’s note had given me a plausible story to tell her. I found Bob and Jen
sitting in the living room. They each had a magazine on their laps, but they
seemed to be discussing something rather than reading. Jen smiled when she
saw me.
I told Jen the story Bob had given me. Jen accepted what I said without
challenge. She gave me a big hug and told me that everything would be okay
and that we were all going to get through this together. “We are a family Carol.”
It was almost a foregone conclusion that Bob and Jen would adopt my baby.
They were the only couple on the block without kids and Bob had said that they
had tried without any luck.
Jen made sure that I got to all my doctor appointments and that I ate the right
foods and took all my vitamins. Jen took the Lamaze classes with me. Jen
turned out to be a good coach. In fact she was down right bossy. In the space of
less than a year, Jen had gone from my disinterested sister to my guardian and
now to my surrogate mother.
Jen was stricter about other things as well, now that I was pregnant. Before I
was allowed leave my room messy. Now I was constantly supervised. I could
just lounge at the pool before this happened. Now I was given chores to do, like
laundry and do the dishes. Jen informed the high school that I was going to take
a year off before beginning my junior year, so I didn’t have to go to school in the
fall. Nonetheless, Jen brought home text books and made me study. Jen had
been pretty lax and laid back, now she was turning into mother superior.
For his part, Bob went back to fucking his wife. They seemed incredibly happy
all of a sudden and they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. At night I
could often hear them through the walls as Bob was fucking Jen and Jen was
moaning with pleasure and the bed was rocking back and forth. They made a lot
of noise and didn’t seem to care if I heard it or not. In some ways I was jealous,
but in other ways, I was content to just be the sister-in-law again.
When I was five months into the pregnancy, Jen had a two day trip out of town
on business. The second day that we were alone Bob started to come on to me.
I told Bob that I wasn’t interested, but he persisted. His hands were all over me
and I kept pushing him away. I told him to stop or I would tell Jen the baby was
his. That didn’t dissuade him. I suppose it was an empty threat since I couldn’t
tell her without endangering myself.
I pushed Bob away and ran upstairs to my room. Before I could shut the door,
he had his foot in the jam and he forced his way into my room. He pushed me
down on the bed and then began unbuckling his belt. I thought he was getting
undressed, but instead, he just took off his belt. A moment later, he sat on the
bed and took me over his knee. He pushed up my skirt and pulled down my
panties and then spanked me with his doubled up belt. My bottom stung
something terrible. “Don’t ever refuse me, Carol. As long as you live in my
house, you will give me everything I want.” He spanked me as he said this. I
was crying. When he was done, he let me up and he walked out of my room.
Before he shut the door, he said, “Never, ever deny me anything!”
Jen came home the next day and we had no further incidents. I was scared of
Bob now though. Bob could do anything he liked and he didn’t seem at all
concerned about Jen finding out.
The pregnancy went without a hitch. I gave birth to a seven pound boy and
immediately signed the adoption papers for Bob and Jen. They named him
Jason. Jason was born with a lock of blond hair. Jen seemed incredibly happy.
After all these years of trying to have a baby, she finally had her prize.
Bob too seemed happy and proud as the new father. Seeing as how he was the
adoption father and the natural father both, why shouldn’t he?
Over the next six months, I nursed Jason, but always under the close supervision
of Jen. At six months, Jen decided it was time to wean Jason. It seemed too
early to me, but then I wasn’t in charge. So Jason was weaned.
All this time, I continued to do the house chores Jen had given me. In fact now
that the baby had arrived, my chores increased.
Bob and Jen continued to have an active sex life. I was sure they could be heard
around the neighborhood. It seemed that their sex life was getting louder.
When Jason was ten months, I was asleep in my room one night. It was summer
again and this time I was looking forward to high school. High school would be
my escape from home. A knock came on my door. “Who’s there?”
“It’s Bob, Carol, let me in.” I suddenly realized that I had not heard Bob and Jen
having loud sex for almost a week now.
“Go away Bob, it’s late.” The knock came on my door again. “Bob, it’s late, go
away.”
This time, the door opened and Bob came into my room. “Didn’t I tell you once
never to refuse me, Carol?” I started to scream. I was sure that Jen was in the
house and would hear me, but nothing happened.
Bob pulled me from the bed and led me out into the hall to the staircase. We
went down to the landing. There he had cuffs already attached to the banister
above and he cuffed my wrists into them. He had similar cuffs attached to the
baseboard and he cuffed my ankles as well. I kept screaming until he finally put
a gag into my mouth.
At this point I was scared to death!
Bob took my pajama top in both hands and literally ripped it in two, tearing it
away from my body. Moments later, he did the same with the pajama bottoms,
leaving me naked.
“We have some new house rules, Carol. The first rule is that you are no longer
allowed to wear clothing around the house. If I ever see you and you aren’t
nude, I will whip you till your skin falls off.” With that, Bob hit me on the back with
some sort of whip. It stung. Oh how it stung.
Bob then placed a leather collar around my neck and clasped it in back with a
small padlock. “This is all you are going to wear from now on.” Then he hit me
on my bare ass with the whip and it stung again.
“The third rule is simple, Carol. Under no circumstances can you ever refuse an
order from your Master, that’s me.” With this he whipped me again this time on
my thighs.
Bob continued … “Under no circumstances can you ever refuse and order from
your Master, or ….”
“… from your Mistress.” It was Jen’s voice. I struggled to turn my head and look.
Jen was standing right next to Bob and holding Jason. I saw them kiss.
I was left there, cuffed to the banister for the next twenty minutes. I could hear
Bob and Jen doing something, but I didn’t know what it was. After a while, they
came back and released me.
“In ten minutes we are having a family conference in the living room. Be there!”
It was Jen giving me this order.
I went up to my room to find all of my clothes had been taken out of my closet
and drawers. I went into the bathroom. There were no clothes in the hamper.
Even my beach robe was gone.
It took all ten minutes for me to compose myself. I could hear Jen’s voice
someplace distant in the house saying that the time was up.
I came downstairs wearing my leather collar and nothing else. Jen and Bob were
seated on the couch. I took a seat on the chair opposite them. “Stand!”
I looked at Jen wondering what she meant. “Carol, I’ll give you some slack right
now, but eventually you have to obey without question. I want you to stand.”
I stood up next to the chair.
Jen spoke:
Carol, I’ll get right to the point. This whole thing was a plan to get
us a baby. I’ve known all along that Bob was coming home every
afternoon and fucking you. Hell, it was my idea. I can’t have a kid
of my own, so what would be better than to get a kid from my
husband and sister? It would have all the same genes as if I
produced him myself.
You did a great job. The original plan was for you to eventually
move out and leave us with the baby, and you would be none the
wiser. We planned to get you pregnant as soon as we found out I
could be your legal guardian. But you were never supposed to find
out the truth. And since we had given you your own secret to hide,
we thought that you would never tell anyone else.
The only thing is, Carol, we want another one. We tried to figure a
way to fool you again, but it just wouldn’t work. Then we tried
having Bob be a predator and just knock you up whether you
wanted to or not, but that didn’t seem like the best idea either.
So, we finally settled on this. We are coming straight out and telling
you what we did and what we want and further that you don’t have
a choice in the matter.
I stood there staring at Jen in disbelief. My mind just couldn’t take all of this in as
fast as it was coming at me.
Jen spoke again. “Carol, this can be pleasant for all of us or it can be a chore,
but either way it’s going to happen.”
Jen stood up and took off her nightgown. Under she was wearing a leather
harness around her tits and pussy and crossing in the middle. She looked
downright medieval.
While I stared at my sister, I almost forgot that I was nude till Jen came over and
took hold of my hair. She didn’t pull hard, but enough to control me. She pulled
me over to the back of the couch and bent me over it. With one hand holding my
hair she put the other one between my legs. “You’re not wet yet Carol, we have
to fix that.”
Jen was in front of me as I was bent over the couch and she began massaging
my tits. A moment later, Jen pulled my head up and began kissing me. Her
tongue was in my mouth and halfway down my throat.
While this was happening, Bob was behind me rubbing my ass and my clit. I
couldn’t help it. I became aroused. As soon as I did, I could feel Bob’s cock
inside me, pushing in and out. All the time, Jen continued to kiss me and
massage my tits. After about five minutes of this, Bob came in me. He came a
lot. After he came, Jen went to Bob and they kissed.
During the day, I was left alone. There were no clothes anywhere that I could
find. There also were no longer any telephones in the house. I seemed to be
free to go where ever I liked, but I eventually found out that was not correct.
I wasn’t yet prepared to make a run for it in the nude, but I wanted to investigate
the gate in the fence where Jack would come in to tend the pool. I didn’t think I
could be locked. I found out it wasn’t locked, but as soon as I opened the gate
and stepped through it, I received a severe electrical shock from my collar. I
stepped back quickly and shut the gate. The electricity stopped.
After that I tried swimming in the pool to see if the water would short out the
collar’s electricity. It never did.
Each night, after dinner, I was taken into the living room for the royal fucking.
Jen would kiss me, Jen would kiss Bob, they would both fondle me, and Bob
would fuck me. Everyone was happy; or so they thought.
Their desire for kids had grown from one to two. It didn’t take long for Bob to get
me knocked up again. Nine months later, I delivered a beautiful little blond girl
that they name Emily.
Nothing changed when I returned home. I nursed Emily until Jen decided it was
enough. My life continued unchanged. I was sure that I would be told any day
that their desire for two kids had grown to three. I couldn’t take this. I was not
going to spend the rest of my life as a cow turning out little children for Jen and
Bob. It was then that inspiration struck me.
The following day was Tuesday. Tuesday is the day that Jack comes to tend the
pool. When I was allowed to wear clothes, I just always had something on when
Jack came. When I wasn’t allowed to wear clothes, I just hid in the house till he
left.
At eleven I was looking out the window. I saw Jack drive up in his red truck and
take out his pool equipment. Moments later he was coming into the yard through
the gate. Jack was wearing a sports shirt and shorts. I walked out the back door
and approached Jack. His back was to me. “Hi Jack.”
“I haven’t seen you for a while, Carol.” Jack said as he turned around. Once he
realized I was nude, he turned back.
“It’s okay, Jack. I really don’t mind if you see me nude.” With that, I put my arms
around Jack’s waist and held him tight.
“Carol, I’m not sure we should be doing this.”
“Jack, I’m very sure that we should be doing this. Now are you turning down a
naked girl or are you going for it?”
Jack thought for just a moment before he started stripping off his clothes. In
another moment, Jack was on top of me. As amazing as Bob’s cock is, Jack’s
was better. It had to be at least an inch longer than Bob’s.
Jack was very quick that first time. He came in only about two minutes. As he
got more comfortable with me, our sessions were somewhat longer and more
satisfying. In any case, I had Jack humping me every Tuesday morning.
I had started fucking Jack at least two weeks before Jen and Bob announced
their intention to have a third baby. Once that was announced, I started getting
the royal fucking every night after dinner. However, with the head start I had
given Jack, I was fairly confident what the new baby would look like. I missed my
very next period and tested positive for pregnancy.
As I’m writing this, I’m eight plus months pregnant and about to go into the final
stages. Bob and Jen have, of course, taken care of all my expenses. I’m just
waiting to see their faces. One way or another this will be over soon.
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