This is the third instalment of the sperm donor series. It's recommended that you read the previous two. In summary Adam's lesbian sister Sarah, wants to use his sperm to inseminate her wife Amy. After a few months, she suggests they try it naturally, but get jealous and wants to join in. We pick up the morning after their first night altogether. This entry is in the incest category for the end part, other instalments will be more incestual it takes time to build it.
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I woke up to the sound of bird songs and the smell of sizzling bacon. Slipping on a hoody and some shorts I followed my nose downstairs for breakfast. Amy sat at the breakfast table looking nakkard. Bright blue eyes with big bags under them. Dishevelled blond hair cascading down bare shoulders. She wore a spaghetti-strapped top that matched her eyes. looking up from her phone she gave me a warm smile.
Sarah was at the hob cooking up some bacon. She wore a white apron over a pair of short pink pyjamas. My instinct was to go up behind her and give her a brotherly hug, but I wasn't sure how she was feeling about last night. Deciding to let the girls bring up the subject, I took a seat opposite Amy. I expected the mood to be a bit tense after last night. The memory of seeing both of them in their masks. Amy in all her naked glory and Sarah clad in that sexy corset was playing in my head. Instead, it seemed like any other day.
"Want any bacon sweetie," Sarah asked with her back still turned.
"Yes please," Amy and I said in unison which drew a rye smile from Sarah.
"Oh, morning lazy bones," Sarah said as she walked over with a plate of bacon for Amy. She gave me a sisterly hug, squeezed me tight and handed me a fresh cup of tea.
"Where did you slink off to last night? we were hoping for round two," she said with a wink.
I choked on my tea which caused the girls to burst into laughter, as milky tea came out of my nose. Passing me a tea towel to mop up, Sarah went back to cooking.
"It was hot though wasn't it? With the masks and stuff. I mean with the three of us it was much more passionate," Amy said eagerly.
That annoyed me, It wasn't my fault we weren't passionate on our own. I would be but we needed to follow the rules and not get carried away.
"Yeah, it was pretty hot and less awkward than I thought," Sarah acknowledged.
She served up breakfast and gave me a bacon sandwich. Both girls turned to look at me. I just stuffed my face with the sandwich. I didn't know what to say. Swallowing a great mouthful I nodded and said.
"I thought it went great, I'd do it again if you guys wanted to," I spoke sincerely. In particular, I wanted to see more of Sarah in action and possibly with fewer clothes next time. I kept that bit to myself.
Both girls agreed they would be up for another night with the three of us. I suggested tonight but Sarah said they had planned to go out with friends.
"Hey, why don't you come with us?" Amy asked. Sarah looked at her a little surprised.
"Why not? Could be fun," Amy said innocently.
Sarah was looking dubiously at her. I guessed this was one of their monthly pride get-togethers. They are both very active in the local LGBTQ+ community. Organising pride events, supporting local associated businesses and charities where they could. Aside from helping them with posting flyers and manual labour I hadn't been involved in that part of their life.
"Ok, yeah sure if you're up for it. It's a few drinks at the Rainbow Room, oh and karaoke of course," Sarah said with a little giggle.
"Oh great, that means I have to listen to you screeching Madonna again," I teased her.
"Don't worry, baby I'll drag him up for a duet. How about 'don't go breaking my heart," chipped in Amy, laughing at my disgusted expression.
The girls insisted on choosing my outfit for tonight. I rarely went out much and had a limited wardrobe. They picked jeans and a white shirt with a blue check pattern. Amy insisted on sorting out my hair. Once I was up to standard, I waited in the living room for them to get ready.
A few of their friends were coming over for pre-drinks and to share a taxi. I had hoped the girls would be ready to greet them themselves but then the doorbell rang.
I opened the door and invited everyone in, two lads and a girl. I had met them all before in passing but weren't sure what their names were.
"Hey you look cute, girls give you a makeover? You do have ice don't you, please tell me you have ice," one of the guys asked. I think his name was Dominic. He wore black skinny jeans and a tight flowery shirt. He looked Italian with olive skin and dark brown hair.
"Er yeah, in the kitchen I'll bring some out. Why don't you guys head to the lounge, the girls won't be long," I stammered slightly.
The other guy, I want to say his name was Mark, was wearing jeans and a black polo top. He was a huge fella, fair-haired and blue-eyed.
Then came a pretty girl, Lauren. If Amy was my oldest crush, Lauren was my newest. She was a fiery redhead. Short with a voluptuous figure, huge tits and a big curvaceous bum. She was wearing a short white summer dress with blue flowers. Her hair was elaborately braided, entwined with forget-me-nots and gold thread. Her penetrating green eyes sparkled as she walked past and headed to the lounge.
In the kitchen, I took a deep breath and composed myself. I gave Dominic his ice and offered to make everyone a cocktail. I had taken a mixology course once, and we had a fully stocked selection of booze to choose from. Dominic or Dom as I found out he prefers had brought some vodka. He had intended to drink it neat with ice but jumped at the chance for a cocktail, he ordered a woo woo.
Mark was happy with a beer, and Lauren asked me to surprise her. I noticed that she kept looking me up and down. To my knowledge, she had never taken much interest in me before. Maybe the makeover had been worth it.
Amy and Sarah came down as I handed out the drinks. I took the liberty of mixing them a couple of cocktails too. They both looked sexy as hell. Amy wore a black strapless top and a tight white mini skirt. Sarah wore a short maroon dress that hugged her curves. They both wore their hair down. Amy had straightened her blonde hair, Sarah's dark chocolate locks were wavy. They looked amazing. I pictured last night and felt the familiar sensation of arousal begin to stir.
As the evening progressed, I kept outside the group. Mainly listening to the conversation and nursing a spiced rum mojito. Sarah and Amy had a sofa together. Dom squeezed between Mark and Lauren, leaving me on a chair. I noticed that Dom was very loud and had a story for every occasion. Mark was quiet and it turned out they were a couple. This left Lauren and myself as the only single people. After jumping up to make cocktails for everyone a few times, I just brought the bottles in and we did shots.
It was still early so Dom suggested that play a game. I nearly rolled my eyes when the group settled on truth or dare. It started ok, the usual questions got asked. I got asked a lot, probably because they knew less about me. Lauren in particular was asking some probing questions. It got a bit awkward when Dom asked Amy if she ever had a threesome. She answered yes which, drew curious follow-up questions.
"When was this? You never told me that," Lauren said intrigued.
Amy brushed the questions off but Sarah was visibly reddening. On his next turn, Dom pounced on Sarah and asked, "Were you part of Amy's threesome?"
I was struggling to hold my composure. The girls glanced at each and I willed them to not look my way. Amy couldn't help it and our eyes met.
"Yes actually," stammered Sarah. Dom and Mark just stared and started laughing.
"Well aren't you a couple of dark horses" Dom laughed.
As Dom probed for more information Lauren had caught Amy looking at me. When Amy felt her gaze she blushed and her eyes darted to her lap. Lauren had an expression on her face, a mixture of humour and arousal. Sarah managed to laugh it off and the rest of the game carried on.
At eleven we ordered taxis to go to the club. I admit I was looking forward to a night out, it had been a while. We arrived at the club and it wasn't busy yet. Karaoke was in full swing, with a huge bloke in a very tight t-shirt singing Gloria Gaynor. In fairness, he was pretty good.
We found an empty booth and sat down. I went to the bar and ordered a round of drinks. When I returned the only free space was next to Lauren so I squeezed in beside her. Her flowery perfume flowed over me and I could feel the warmth of her body. Amy sat next to her, then Sarah and the guys. Lauren leaned into me a bit, green eyes twinkling.
"So Adam, we didn't get around to asking if you had a threesome," she said mischievously.
I saw Amy visibly tense up which Lauren noticed. I felt my cheeks redden, but tried to keep eye contact with Lauren. Then saw an opportunity and thought about a good response.