by Reed James
“Gladly,” giggled Alicia.
I pounded my head against the wall again. Two weeks of this torture. I would never be a brat again. It wasn't worth being denied joining in the family fun. They were all moaning, gasping, loving each other as Clint directed the orgy. They kept cumming, pleasure exploding through them. My mom came home and joined the fun. Then Aunt Cheryl and Ms. Hiragawa. They were all fucking, sucking, writhing in passion.
It was an eternity of torment.
And I deserved it. I made the sweetest girl, my little sister, cry just so I could get attention. What type of horrible person did that? So I sucked up my horny frustration. I ignored my dripping pussy. I stood there as my thighs ached, my feet hurt, my back throbbed.
And I would keep enduring until my punishment was over. I would be a perfect slave just like my mom. No more being a brat. Clint loved me in his own way. He would give me what I wanted. What I needed. He would spank me so hard that I would cum just from the pain. He would tie me up. He would humiliate me.
I just had to trust and love my Master.
* * *
Clint Elliston
“Well, slave,” I said, bursting into Lee's room. She had been sleeping by herself in the second house since her punishment, ostracized by the rest of the family. She did her chores, but no one really talked to her. She had spent a lot of time running to fight her desires and keep from thinking about her hot pussy.
She blinked, stirring from her blankets. “Slave?” Her eyes widened. “It's been two weeks?”
“It's been two weeks,” I grinned. “And I have to pee so badly.”
Lee flew out of her covers. She wore pajama bottoms and a spaghetti strapped tank top. Both were a pale lilac color that looked so fetching on her slim, athletic body. She fell to her knees before me and yanked down my sweatpants.
I didn't sleep in sweatpants, but it was October now and getting cold outside. I woke up early this morning, bursting with pee, eager for Lee. So I slipped out of the master bedroom next door, leaving Pam and her mother cuddled together. I was just so eager to piss in Lee's mouth.
I had missed pissing in her mouth. I had missed spanking her, humiliating her, fucking. But I was strong. I had to make sure she learned her lesson. I didn't want her to ever make Alicia or someone else in this family cry because she wanted to be a selfish brat.
She grabbed my dick, bringing it to her lips. I was half-hard, the tip aching. My bladder was so full. I drank far too much water before bed last night. I smiled as I stared down at her, her lips wrapping about my cock, eager for humiliation.
“Are you ever going to be a brat again?”
She shook her head.
“Promise?”
She nodded her head and moaned. I saw it in her eyes. She understood what she had done. She had apologized a few times to Alicia.
“Good.”
I relaxed my bladder. I groaned as my piss splashed into Lee's mouth. She shivered, swallowing hard, her eyes going glossy with her arousal. I shivered. It felt wonderful pissing in her mouth. It was so hot having a slave who would do this. I savored it.
But I had so much piss it overflowed her mouth. So much streamed in that she couldn't swallow it fast enough. It dribbled down her cheeks. She squeezed her eyes shut, squirming, moaning. She drank down as much as she could.
“Fuck, you're just a filthy, nasty pee-slut,” I growled. “A piece of absolute shit, Lee. God, you are disgusting. You love it.”
She trembled, thighs squeezing together.
“I bet you want to masturbate right now.”
She moaned so loudly.
“Do it! Frig that filthy cunt while you drink my pee.”
Such joy burst to life in her eyes as her right hand shoved down to her pajama bottoms. She didn't even shove beneath them. She rubbed her cunt through her clothing, gulping down the last bit of my pee. Her tongue swirled around the tip, gathering the drops clinging on the slit, and came so hard.
My dick throbbed in her mouth as she screamed around my cock. I leaned my head back, fists clenched. She sucked so hard as she came. My balls ached as she bobbed her mouth. She had her piss, and now she wanted her cum. And I wanted to give it to her.
The door burst open. “Clint!”
Melody stood there, wearing a jacket over her naked body. She held something in her hand. It was white and long, tapering to a narrower end at one end. She held it up. I frowned, staring at a little display with a pink line across...
“Holy shit!” I gasped, my heart almost stopping. My cock erupted into Lee's hungry mouth.
“I'm pregnant!” Melody squealed and threw her arms around my neck, kissing me hard.
To be continued...
Bred by Our Brother
Incestuous Harem 18
by
Reed James
Bred by Our Brother
Clint Elliston
Shock and pleasure shot through me, my cock unloading a final squirt of cum into Lee's hungry mouth as Melody kissed me and hugged me. My mind didn't want to work. I had one half-sister swallowing my cum, after swallowing my piss, and the other kissing me, hugging me, excited by the news she had just proclaimed.
I had just woken up. I had just cum hard.
I was going to be a father.
“Really?” I groaned, my hand still gripping Lee's short, black hair, her mouth sucking on my cock, drawing out the last bit of cum while she shuddered in orgasmic delight herself. Her two weeks abstaining from orgasms, her punishment for being a brat, was over.
“Yep,” Melody said, her blonde hair bouncing about her shoulders as she stepped back, brandishing the pregnant test. The pink line was quite clear on the display. “Pink line makes me preggers.”
“Holy shit,” I groaned. I had told my women I wanted to breed them. It was so hot saying it as my cock pumped in them, and then to hear them beg for my seed, to be knocked up by their brother or son or nephew... “Fuck, that's wonderful.”
“You don't sound like it's wonderful,” Melody said, hands going to her hips, pulling the jacket she wore over her naked body tight against her torso.
“Just shocked. I mean... It's only been two-and-a-half weeks.”
“You must have knocked me up almost right away,” she grinned the nudged her shoulder into nine. “Missed my period two days ago. Pretty certain yesterday, but I thought I'd wait to see if I woke up bleeding before using the test.”
I grimaced. I didn't need to hear about that.
“Wow,” Lee said, popping her mouth off my dick. “That's wonderful, Mistress! I'm so jealous.”
Melody looked down at Lee. “So, the two weeks is up?”
I nodded my head, still in a daze. I was going to be a father. Me. And with my half-sister. I stared at her, face framed by her blonde hair, such joy in her hazel eyes. She was thrilled about this. And there was something envious in Lee's tone.
“Well, brat,” Melody said, grabbing her younger sister's short, black hair. “I really have to pee.”
“Oh, yes, Mistress,” Lee moaned, the humiliation slut eager to be degraded further. She got off on drinking piss and being spanked.
As Melody pulled Lee's head between her thighs, rubbing her shaved pussy on Lee's lips, Pam burst into the room. “There you are, Clint!”
Our Asian half-sister—my father was a stud—rushed to me. She wore a beige jacket that fell down to her knees, her legs bare beneath. Her face was round, her glasses perched on her face. She also had contacts, but I liked her in the glasses. And she liked to make me happy. Publicly, she was my girlfriend.
And Melody's.
That caused no amount of gossip at our college.
And there, in her hand, was an identical pregnancy test with a pink line on it. “I'm pregnant, Clint! You're going to be a daddy!”
My jaw dropped. Both of them? Questions shot through my mind about the logistics of the situation. How would we explain it to others? We were still in school. What if other members of the family were pregnant?
“Holy shit,” I muttered again as Melody let out a wanton moan, her piss splashing into Lee's mouth.
“We'll be pregnant together,” groaned Melody, pleasure fluttering across her face as she pissed in her younger sister's mouth.
Pam was already throwing herself at me as she turned in shock to Melody. “You, too?” she gasped, her body crashing into mine. I hugged her out of reflex. This was...incredible. I knocked them both up. Dad had come close to knocking up Aunt Vicky and Mom at the same time. They gave birth to Melody and me a month apart. And Ms. Hiragawa, Pam's mom, had her a month and a half later.
“Shit,” I said, holding Pam, staring at nothing as my mind struggled to work.
“He doesn't sound happy,” Pam said, glancing at Melody.
“He looks like we hit him in the head with a 2x4,” giggled Melody. “Perv's been talking about breeding us for nearly three weeks, and now that he's done it, he's freaking out.”
“Such a shock,” Pam said, nuzzling to me. “But don't worry. We're a family. We'll handle it.”
“A family,” I said, some of the shock wearing off. “We need to get the entire family together. We have to talk about this. Plan. Come up with stories. I mean, I can knock up Pam, but Melody...”
“I'm your cousin,” she said. Officially, Lee and Melody were my cousins, their “father” a deadbeat who ran out on my Aunt Vicky while she was pregnant with Lee. Being cousins was only slightly less incestuous than brother and sister.
And still illegal.
Melody shivered. “As much as I want you to lick me to orgasm, you filthy brat, we have a family meeting. Go get everyone up.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Lee said, hopping to her feet, trickles of yellow piss dribbling down her chin towards her neck. She didn't wipe them up as she charged off.
Then Melody threw herself at me, hugging Pam and me both. I put my arm around her, holding both my pregnant women. My queen and my concubine. Two of the three women I loved-loved. I cared for all the women of my family, but Alicia, Melody, and Pam were the three I thought of as my...wives. The others were my sex slaves or, in Zoey's case, the older sister I banged.
Like we were fuck-buddies.
Stefani, her girlfriend, was included in that. We were siblings with benefits. Of course, she understood she had to follow the rules while living in my house, and I hoped she would never leave the harem.
“So you're both pregnant,” I said, still blinking. “It's really wonderful. I'm thrilled. It's just...”
“Reality is setting in,” Melody said.
I nodded my head.
“Well, let's go talk to everyone. We have to figure this out.” I took a deep breath. “I can't have you all pregnant at once.”
* * *
Alicia Elliston
“But...I have to wait, too?” I protested as I sat at the dinner table with the rest of the family, Melody and Pam sitting on Clint's right and left. The whole harem was here, Mom and Zoey, Stefani and Ms. Hiragawa, Aunt Vicky and Lee. They had just made their announcement and Clint's decision. I was both so happy for Melody and Pam and so jealous that I wasn't pregnant.
My period started this morning. The women in the family were all on a pretty close cycle.
“You have to wait,” Clint said, nodding his head. “If everyone comes up pregnant, questions will be asked. They will as it is. We need to come up with a lie for the father of Melody's child. We can't have people knowing about the incest.”
“Well, you can be the father,” I said, leaning back. “I mean, you can't be for Mom or Zoey or me. Or even Aunt Vicky. But you can for Melody or Lee, big brother..”
Clint frowned at me. “What are you talking about?”
“There are 19 states where first cousins can marry legally,” I said. “Including California. And there are a further 20 states that allow first cousins to cohabitate and have sexual relations.”
Clint blinked. “What?”
“Really?” Melody said. “I thought like even second cousins was illegal.”
“Really,” I nodded and pushed up my glasses. “I researched it when we all first started.”
“Well, that does simplify things,” Mom said. “Pam and her mother use a different gynecologist, so the doctors shouldn't ever learn that Clint has knocked up two separate girls.”
“What about at school?” Zoey asked, leaning back. “Clint can say he knocked up Pam, but what about Melody?”
“Let everyone know,” Melody said, reaching out and taking Clint's hand. “If it's legal, then there are no problems.”
“It's all legal,” Alicia said, nodding her head.
“People will gossip,” Stefani pointed out, the redhead sitting next to Zoey. It was so beautiful that they were out now. Stefani's family had disowned her for loving Zoey, but she lived with us now anyways. And they were so cute together.
And I had another big sister to love. And fist.
“So birth control,” Clint said. “Everyone needs to get on it.”
I blinked, looking up. “But...”
“Everyone, Princess.” He stared at me. “Don't worry. One day, you'll have my child.”
He reached out across the table, past Melody, to take my hand. I smiled at him and nodded my head. I was a good little sister. But I wanted it now. I was so jealous of Melody and Pam. Ooh, why didn't Clint's sperm take in my womb? We all must have been fertile around the same time.
“No problem for Stefani and me,” Zoey shrugged. “We're on the pill.”
“I stopped taking it after your father's death,” Mom said.
“I didn't.” Aunt Vicky shrugged. “Habit.”
“After school, Mom and Aunt Vicky, take Lee and Alicia down to your doctor and get them on birth control.”
“Fine, Master,” Lee pouted. I could tell she wanted to be a brat right now. She really wanted to have our big brother's baby. I understood. I wanted it so badly.
“And birth control tests for everyone to make sure no one else is pregnant,” Ms. Hiragawa said. “I'll bring them home tonight from the drug store.”
“Good,” Clint nodded, taking a deep breath. He was so commanding.
“It does mean no having vaginal intercourse with your Mom, Alicia, Lee, and myself,” Ms. Hiragawa said, “until our next periods, Master.”
“What?” big brother said.
“Perv,” Melody said. “You'll just have to enjoy the rest of us until then. And their mouths and asses.”
“I love it up the ass, Master,” Lee moaned. “Especially without lube!”
* * *
Cheryl Elliston
“The doctor will be with you in a few minutes,” the nurse said as she slipped out of the exam room.
Melody, in her bra and panties, stretched out on the exam table, her blonde hair in a tight braid draped over her shoulder. Her toes wiggled as she stared up at the ceiling, her hand rubbing on her stomach. It was her first prenatal checkup. It had been eight weeks since her last period, though you couldn't tell she was pregnant with that flat stomach.
“It's never a few minutes,” Melody said. “Not with Dr. Wilson.”
My sister snorted a laughter as she sat on the exam chair beside my son. A grin crossed Clint's face as he stood up. He looked good in his t-shirt stretched over his muscular body, his jeans fitting snug, his cock bulging the front. “Well, we should find a way to pass the time.”
“Oh, how, Sir?” I asked, shivering in delight.
“Slaves, suck your master's cock,” Melody moaned, sitting up, rubbing her thighs together. “I'd join it, but...”
“Dr. Wilson might freak out if she finds a little extra inside you,” Clint grin. “Big perv.”
Melody gave a wicked giggle as I rose from my seat, a shudder of excitement passing through me. This was so risky. We knew Dr. Wilson. Bernice had been the OB/Gyn to Vicky and me since I was pregnant with Zoey. Back then she was just opening her practice, only a few years older than us. I had seen her pregnant with her own children. I
knew her.
And if she walked in on Vicky and me sucking my son's cock... It would be awkward.
But the thrill made it even more exciting. And I could tell that Clint savored skirting the edge of discovery. He had relished his school learning that he was also dating Melody and had knocked both girls up. There were whispers about our family. Vicky had heard them. People wondered if he did other things with other members of the family.
It was so dangerous, but it made everything so much more exciting.
I fell to my knees before my son. He was so strong and hunky. My sister and I reached out, unzipping his jeans. I shuddered at the rasp. And then his cock popped out, so thick and hard, throbbing, needing to be serviced.
“Oh, suck his cock, you naughty slaves,” moaned Melody, the exam table creaking. Was she masturbating?
I bet she was.
My sister and I pressed our faces together, her cheek so smooth on mine. My dyed-blonde hair merging with my sister's black as we attacked his cock. We had to hurry. We couldn't get caught. My pussy clenched at just the problems that would cause.
“That's it, you sluts,” grinned Clint as our tongues ran up the shaft of his cock to the throbbing tip. “Better hurry. You don't want to get us in trouble.”
“No, Master,” Vicky moaned.
“Mommy-slut wouldn't do that to her big, strong son.”
“Then make me cum,” he growled, hands seizing our hair. “Suck me.”
“Yes, Sir,” my sister and I moaned in unison.
I loved serving a man with my sister. I missed Clinton so much, but serving our son was the next best thing. Every few weeks, I dreamed of my husband. I liked to tell him about all the naughty things his son made me do.
My pussy aching, my sister and I licked the tip of his cock, swirling about his crown. His precum leaked out salty, coating our tongues and lips. We nuzzled at his cock, moaning, Vicky's hand stroking his dick, mine playing with his balls.
The exam table creaked more, the paper covering it, crinkling and tearing as Melody played with herself. She moaned, breathy and excited. I knew she watched us pleasure her brother, her man, her king.
