El Rancho del Corazón
56 Family Matters
DOUG ANSWERED THE DOOR when I knocked.
“How many times to we need to tell you, Brian? You don’t have to knock on the door when you come to Casa del Agua,” Doug said. “Doreen is being prepared. You two get the guest room tonight. Not that we don’t want to be with you, too, but she’s got a special surprise for you and we aren’t invited.”
“Is that okay, Doug? You know we aren’t excluding you from anything.”
“Yeah. We know that. Just play along with her. It’s special.”
“Oh. Okay. I get it,” I said. She must have something romantic she wants to do with just the two of us.
“My baby-daddy,” Doreen said as she came out of the master bedroom and rushed to me. She was wearing a very sexy negligee. Rhiannon and Sandy, accompanying her, were stark naked. “Just follow me to the boudoir.” I started after her but Sandy and Rhiannon stopped me.
“Can’t go without our kisses,” Rhiannon said. She laid one on me that got a rise. I couldn’t help but feel up those soft cushions on her chest. Sandy proceeded to pull down the sweatpants I’d tossed on to run across the yard.
“And get out of these clothes,” she said. “You can’t go visiting the mother of your child with clothes on. You’ll have enough to do getting her out of that sexy little nightie. No time to deal with your clothes, too.” Not only did she pull my pants down and off my feet, she also slurped my cock into her mouth. Sandy had a very talented mouth and before Rhiannon quit kissing me, I was naked and erect. “May I have a kiss, Patrón?” Sandy asked. She didn’t really wait for permission before her tongue was in my mouth and my hands were fondling her pert, round breasts.
“Now you are ready for the conception suite,” Rhiannon said. “Right this way.” I stepped through the door of the bedroom and froze. They closed the door behind me.
“Betts?”
Doreen was lying seductively in her transparent negligee beckoning toward me. My sister was lying in a matching gown right behind her, staring at my rapidly shrinking erection.
“Come here, Brian. Let’s make a baby,” Doreen said. She pulled me toward her.
“But, Doreen! My sister!” I said.
“Oh, no, Dorie,” Betts cried. “He’s going down. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come here. I thought it would be so clever. I’d get a dig at my little brother and get to help my best friend get pregnant. And I’m ruining everything. I didn’t mean to make it go down. Get it up! Get it up!”
“Brian, kiss your sister and shut her up or she’s going to keep going like that all night,” Doreen said as she sucked my cock into her mouth. I’m used to doing what I’m told when I’m with my women. I leaned over and pressed my lips against my sister’s. After a moment’s startled hesitation, her arms wrapped around my neck and her mouth opened. Her tongue ran into mine and started getting acquainted. Holy shit! I had no idea my sister was even capable of such unbridled passion. She was up on her knees and leaning across Doreen as my baby-mommy got my cock back to full attention. Betts smashed her chest against mine and worked her mouth on mine as if she was starving. My hand drifted down to her butt and pulled her toward me with Doreen trapped between us. My limp dick was limp no more and I was rising quickly to a climax with the unexpected stimulation. I pulled back from Betts and looked into her startled eyes.
“Dor, I’m getting close,” I rasped out as I thrust my cock into her mouth.
“No!” she yelled, popping off. “Get it down here and in me. Don’t waste it in my mouth.”
I slid down next to Doreen and pulled at her panties to get them down far enough for entry. Doreen grabbed my head in both hands and started kissing me while my sister grabbed my cock and positioned it at Doreen’s pussy. My sister grabbed my cock. My sister grabbed my cock! I sank into Doreen as I was coming and she squealed—not an orgasm, but a delighted surprise.
She didn’t let up on me. Just because I’d come didn’t mean that she was going to let me stop. Betts worked Doreen’s nightie up over her head and off, causing us to stop kissing for a few seconds before we were back at it and sliding our tongues over each other in rhythm with my cock plundering her pussy. I felt my sister trap my hand between her front and Doreen’s back as she joined the beat. When Doreen came, it was a duet. Make that a trio. I had never actually heard my sister orgasm before. She harmonized beautifully. I poured myself into Doreen, keeping my thrusts up through her orgasm even though my cock was suddenly so sensitive the motions caused spasms in my back.
We finally held still and I started to just enjoy and appreciate Doreen’s body. Her soft full breasts were a pleasure to caress. I wanted to suckle on them like our baby would.
Call me slow. It took a while before the fact registered that Doreen didn’t have tits on her back. I looked over Doreen’s head and Betts smiled at me. I didn’t move my hand away.
“Betts, you’re naked.” Well, maybe that was stating the obvious, but my sex-addled brain was just coming to grips with the fact that I was pinching my sister’s naked nipples. I could see no sign of panties as I scanned further down her body, though she was mostly lying against Doreen.
“Oh. Uh… I guess it’s contagious. I suppose that since I got a really good look at you, you should probably look at me, too. I mean, after you’ve had enough caressing my boobs,” my sister said.
“You do have nice boobs,” I said.
“I think you mentioned that once before. Are you scarred for life now?”
“Not yet. Um… Betts? You weren’t serious about making your kids half-brothers, were you?” Betts reached between Dor’s legs and lightly squeezed my balls. I was softening, but still hard enough for Doreen to keep me inside.
“No,” Both girls giggled. Doreen kissed me again. Betts continued to talk as she massaged my balls. “I think I’ve already caught. My period should have started yesterday. It hasn’t yet.”
“Are you upset with me, Brian?” Doreen asked. “Betts and I talked a lot about this and I talked to Rose and Hannah. We decided it would be better to spring it on you than to ask way up front.” I was still busy fondling Betts on the other side of Doreen. What am I going to do? Complain?
“I’m not upset,” I said. “It just really shocked me. And it’s a little surprising to have my sister’s boobs in my hands and her hand massaging my balls.”
“Is that why you’re getting hard again?” Doreen asked. “Can we do it again? Will it work?”
“If Betts keeps working her magic down there, I think there’s a possibility. A very real possibility.” Damn it! My sister is really good at this. I was pretty sure that she was slipping up far enough to stimulate Doreen’s clit occasionally, too. She was sure collecting enough of our fluids to make my balls very slippery in her hands.
“Brian, Doreen has been giving me instructions and I’m sorry I didn’t ask explicit permission to be with you and to touch you. May I have your permission? Even if it’s after and maybe during the fact?” Her thumb slid right up my shaft and joined it inside Doreen’s pussy. Oh shit!
“Betts? What about… I don’t want to ever mess anything up with you and Allen. But, damn, that feels good.”
“Allen and I talked. He’s having a nice ‘bonding week’ with Addison. Our rules are the same.”
“What are they, sister? I’ve got to tell you that looking at you naked will be all it takes to get me hard.”
“The same as Doreen’s rules with Doug,” Betts said. “Anything that Doreen and Doug do together, you and I can do together.”
“Doreen, I never really asked what you allow with Doug, but I think it might be important to know now.”
“It was really touch and go for a while,” she said, squeezing my cock with her pussy muscles. This was going to take a little longer than the first two times, but it was definitely going to happen. Especially with Betts’s feather-light touch tickling my balls. “Any time, anything above the waist, inside or outside our clothes,” Doreen continued. Her breathing was getting a little short now, too and Betts moved her hand around between us to go to work on Doreen’s clit. “Any time we are with one or more of our other lovers having sex or foreplay, then anything below the waist is also available. Anything except actual penetration.” Oh my God!
“I never thought I’d get so turned on kissing you, Brian,” Betts said. “If Doreen hadn’t ordered you to kiss me, I probably never would have had the nerve. In the words of your clan, I give you explicit permission to kiss, touch, and suck above my waist inside or outside my clothes, for this entire week. I give you permission for everything except penetration when the two of us are with Doreen.” Betts caught her breath and I had a feeling she had her other hand between her own legs. I wasn’t in a convenient position to help.
“Betts, I give you the same explicit permission. Anything except penetration when we are with Doreen. Anything above the waist when we aren’t. All week.” Our pace picked up—all three of us. Both Doreen and Betts got off again before I came and my sister held my pulsing balls in her hand while I tried desperately hard to make Doreen pregnant.
One thing seemed certain. Sometime this week, I was going to eat my sister.
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