My Sister Wants a Baby

I was her Brother, so I was sympathetic to her needs, but I still said no, and as firmly as I could manage. However, she refused to take that as an answer. Then, after a few more minutes of a conversation that I didn't want to have, she got me to say, "I'll think about it."

My Sister is the clever one, the brains of the family, so she left it at that. She knew that to go all out for a win by getting a yes would be too much. She was happy for now with what she'd got from me. But I knew that this wasn't the end of it.

When Amy got home I was still thinking about it.

After a sloppy kiss on the lips, that was tender rather than passionate, she said, "From the look on your face I'm guessing that Jess has asked you."

I was surprised that she knew, but I shouldn't have been. The two of them were as thick as thieves.

"Did you say yes?"

I shook my head, and then I said, "I told her that I'd think about it."

That had been good enough for my Sister, but not for her. I was now seeing her angry face, and it was not a pretty sight.

With her hands on her hips, and a menacing stare, I got from her, "She desperately needs your help, and you said no."

I opened my mouth to correct her. It hadn't been no, I was going to think about it, but I had the good sense to close it without saying anything. From experience, I'd learnt that when she's like this, it's best to say as little as possible. Without any provocation from me, she'll eventually calm down.

But I was wrong, because that didn't happen!

It was relentless, and I had to go to our bedroom to get away from her. However, I knew that I would only get a few minutes of peace, because very soon she would be joining me.

As I lay on the bed, I wondered if Amy was right. Was I being unreasonable? It didn't take me long to come up with the answer. Definitely not. What my Sister wanted from me wasn't trivial. It was something that was very important, and it had long-term consequences for both of us.

She wanted me to be the Father of her baby!

After trying unsuccessfully for more than two years they'd had some tests done. Cody, her partner, was the problem. He had a low sperm count. It was still possible that my Sister could conceive, but it was unlikely. IVF wasn't an option because of the cost. That's why, in desperation, Jess had come to me. And I'd rejected her. I didn't feel good about it, but I was convinced that it was the right thing to do.

When I heard Amy's footsteps outside the door, I braced myself. The tongue-lashing was going to continue. As she entered the room, I told myself to stay calm. However, surprisingly, she was smiling, and in her hand was a mug. I could see the steam coming from it.

"I made you a coffee. Piping hot, just as you like it."

I took it from her, and then I looked at it. That amused her.

"Don't worry, it's not poisoned. I made it for you because I love you. If I wanted to kill you it wouldn't be with poison, it would be with a knife that went straight through your heart."

That got a wry smile from me. I then sipped it. It was just how I liked it.

"Thanks, it's perfect."

"Good, now can we talk some more about what Jess wants."

I nodded, but I needed to be careful. It was easier to resist when she was angry. With her being so nice to me, I might be persuaded to say yes.

While she talked, she made it sound logical, as if it was the correct thing to do. Her reasoning was very effective, and my resistance was starting to crumble. However, I still wasn't giving in.

Then, what had been a fair fight, changed. She decided to play dirty!

When her hand was on my trousers, unzipping it, I knew that I should stop her, but I didn't. I was weak-willed. As she pulled my cock out, it was already expanding.

After a few quick strokes, that got it standing proud, she said, "Let's see if I can get you to change your mind. I'm sure that I can."

I shook my head. I was determined to stay strong, but it was going to be difficult, perhaps even impossible.

When her hand stopped I was relieved, but only briefly, because this wasn't the end of it. Her head was now close to my cock, and her tongue was teasing the tip of it. It was highly erotic.

"If you agree to help Jess then I'll put it in my mouth."

That got my heart racing. We'd been together for a long time, but that would be a first. She was adventurous in the bedroom, willing to do anything, except for that. It was something I liked, and my other girlfriends hadn't just done it, they'd enjoyed doing it. In the past I'd even begged her to do it, but it had always been a no. And now, after I'd given up hope of it ever happening, she was offering it to me.

However, it came with a heavy price, and it was one that I wasn't willing to pay.

Before I could change my mind, I quickly said, "It's still a no."

"I'll do it slowly, taking in as much of your cock as I can manage."

She was now torturing me.

"If you want me to, I'll even let you come in my mouth."

I couldn't help it, I groaned, and that made her laugh. Of course I wanted to empty my balls into her sweet mouth. It was number one on my wish-list.

"And I'll swallow all of your cum."

After hearing that, better men that me might have been able to still hold out, but I couldn't. When I said OK, she had the good sense not to gloat, because that would have annoyed me.

For somebody who doesn't like doing this, she was surprisingly good at it. And, as promised, she wasn't in a hurry to make me come. Her bobbing head was slowly taking me towards a climax, and I knew that it would be a big one. If I was to close my eyes, then I could believe that my cock was actually in a hot wet pussy rather than being pleasured by a mouth. I needed to savour it, because it was unlikely that she would ever do it again for me.

Now, because she'd speeded up, my excitement had gone up a level. My balls were tightening and I could feel the sap rising. Very soon she would make me come. I should warn her.

"I'm almost there."

Seconds later, I was on the edge, ready to topple over. That's when she slowed down, almost stopping. I was desperate to come. Had she changed her mind, was coming in her mouth too much for her?

I shouted out, "Finish me off."

One swift bob of her head did the trick. I was now spurting bucket loads of hot cum deep into her mouth, and she was swallowing it.

Was it good? You bet it was! I lost count of the number of times that I spurted. Definitely one of my best. I couldn't stop smiling. But when she returned from the bathroom, and she spoke, my smile disappeared.

"Don't forget, we have a deal."

It wasn't long before she was asleep, but I was wide awake. I had a lot to think about.

I was up first. While I was making breakfast Amy joined me, and I could tell that she was in a good mood.

"After I've eaten I'm going to call your Sister."

She did, from the dining room while I cleaned the kitchen. I couldn't hear their conversation, but I did hear a lot of laughing from Amy. When she returned she was excited.

"Jess will be here tomorrow at eight."

I then got a detailed lecture on what was the best time for a woman to conceive. I wasn't really listening, but I did when she told me how many times I would have to jerk off for my Sister.

"She needs sperm tomorrow, and then for the next five days."

The first time was a bit awkward, embarrassing for both of us, even though we did what we had to do in separate rooms.

When I'd finished I called Amy, and she came in to take the container from me. How it got into my Sister, I didn't want to know, but it didn't take long.

"Jess is resting with her feet high up so that your little tadpoles can swim towards her egg."

That was more detail than I needed from her. Jess left at nine, and I got a big hug from her.

"Thanks, this means a lot to me."

After that it became routine, done quickly and efficiently. By day six, the hugs had ended, and the thanks was said without any real enthusiasm.

Amy gave me a day to recover, and then she wanted sex. I would have preferred to wait another day, but that wasn't an option.

"I need your big cock deep up my little pussy."

And I need a rest!

There was no point in arguing with her. I had to perform, to her satisfaction, or I was a dead man.

I started by groping her big breasts, hoping that it would put some life into my cock. It did, but there was still a long way to go before it would be firm enough to fuck. I needed to finger her juicy pussy. If that didn't get me excited then nothing would.

When my hand went between her legs, she spread them, to make it easier for me to get to her pussy. As soon as I got to it, I quickly pushed two fingers deep into her. It made her gasp.

"Fuck, my cunt loves that."

And I love it when she talks dirty. Now my cock was at its best, and I was as eager as she was to fuck. As I probed her pussy with my fingers it made her squirm.

"I can make you come with my fingers, or do you want my cock?"

It was a silly question and it made her laugh. She was still laughing when I pushed the head of my cock into her.

Sometimes our lovemaking is slow and gentle. Tender rather than passionate. But not today. As soon as I was in her I was fucking her hard. And it was what both of us wanted.

We lasted a minute, but only just. She got there first, and I wasn't far behind. It had been brief, however, it had also been wonderful, and it had exhausted both of us. Soon after we fell asleep while we were cuddling each other.

As the days past, and it got nearer to the time that Jess's period was due to start, both of them got excited. Amy was convinced that my Sister was pregnant.

"We need to think about names for the baby."

Jess agreed with her, and for the next hour that was all they talked about. I kept out of it because I didn't share their optimism. I had a feeling that it would all end in tears.

It did, and I, without any good reason, was blamed for it!

"Next time you need to do better. And I know how you can do that."

Amy then explained it to me. It made sense, but I wasn't happy with it. She wanted me to refrain from having sex for a week before giving Jess the first load. That would increase my sperm count, and therefore make it more likely that my Sister would become pregnant.

For the next four months I did that, but without any success. It had become an ordeal and I was dreading the next attempt. But before that started, Amy had some good news for me.

"It's not working. We're going to stop."

I was highly delighted, but I didn't let it show. She was disappointed, so punching the air, or giving her a high five, would not have been appropriate!

The next day I had to work late. I got back home at eight o'clock. Amy greeted me with a big hug, and that was nice. Then it got even better. She kissed me, and while she was doing that her hands were on my bottom.

"We should go to bed."

Surprisingly, she shook her head. I was confused. I thought she was in the mood for sex.

"Later, after we've talked."

That sounded ominous, and indeed it was. After hearing what she had to say, I was shocked.

"So what do you think?"

I took a couple of deep breaths to calm myself, and then I said, "I can't do that. She's my Sister."

Then, stupidly, I added, "Now let's go to bed."

We did go to bed, but with me in the spare room. And it was made very clear to me that I would be staying there until I changed my mind.

The next day we had breakfast together, but we might as well have been eating alone because we didn't talk. That wasn't ideal, but it was better than us arguing.

When I got to work, my secretary informed me that my morning meeting was cancelled. That gave me the opportunity to think some more about what Amy had said. She'd started by talking about what could be done to improve Jess's chances of conceiving. She'd even quoted from an article that she'd recently read. Some of it was interesting, but I hadn't understood why she was telling me it, or what her conclusion was. So I'd asked.

"It sounds like you have an idea. Something that might help my Sister to get pregnant. What is it?"

"You don't jerk off, instead, you come inside her."

It had taken me a few seconds to understand what she meant. When I did, I was shocked.

I blurted out, "You want me to fuck Jess?"

While smiling, and in a calm voice, she said, "That's one way of describing it."

To me, it was the only way of describing it. I really did want to help my Sister, but that was a step too far for me.

When I got home there was no hug, or even a peck on the cheek. However, what I did get was a medical journal thrust into my hand.

"Read the article on page six."

I did, and it seemed to prove her point.

"So what do you think?"

"You're right. And if she wasn't my Sister then I'd do it."

After snatching the journal from my hand, she threw it across the room. I winced. After eating I was going to go straight to the spare room.

I got half an hour of peace and quiet in my room, and then there was a knock on the door. I wanted to shout out, "Go away," but that wouldn't go down well with her. Politeness was the better option.

"Please come in."

She then did, but to my surprise, it wasn't Amy, it was Jess. And she'd been crying.

"Can we talk?"

I didn't want to, but I couldn't say no, that would just upset her even more.

While giving her my best smile, I said, "Yes."

For the next ten minutes she poured her heart out to me. By the time she'd finished I wanted to cry. That's when I knew that I was going to give in.

"OK I'll do it."

She didn't immediately respond, and I thought that she hadn't heard me. Then she shrieked. That was followed by a bear hug that took my breath away.

On the day that we were going to do it for the first time, I tried to pretend that it was just a normal day. I had breakfast with Amy, and while we were eating we talked about lots of things, but it wasn't mentioned. Then, while I was at work, I didn't think about it. However, on my way home, it was the only thing that I could think about. By the time I got home I was considering changing my mind, but I knew that it was too late for that. I would have to go through with it.

"Jess is already here. She's in the bedroom waiting for you."

When I opened the door, she greeted me with a nice smile, but I could tell that she was as nervous as I was. For a few seconds we just looked at each other, both of us not knowing what to do next. Then she took control.

"I'm going to lie on my side, and then you should get behind me."

When we were in position I got my next instruction.

"When you're ready, lift my skirt up. I'll then open my legs so that you can put it in. I'm not wearing any panties."

When Amy tells me that she doesn't have any panties on, it always excites me. But my Sister telling me, in a matter-of-fact way, didn't. Unzipping my trousers, and then pulling it out, was the easy part. Getting it hard was more difficult. Eventually, after several strokes with my hand, I managed it.

Her skirt was now up and I was ready to put it in. That also wasn't easy. First I had to find her opening, and then I had to push hard to get the head of my cock inside her. Then slowly, an inch at a time, I gave her more. When it was fully in her I stopped.

I asked, "Are you OK."

"Yes, but you're bigger than Cody, so give me some time to get used to it. Don't start until I tell you."

I didn't have to wait long. My first stroke was gentle, but it still made her grimace. However, it did get easier for both of us. When, I spurted into her, after only a couple of minutes, it was almost enjoyable.

We then all sat down together to eat. It was a surreal experience for me. Only minutes before, my cock had been deep up my Sister's pussy, and it had ended with me emptying my balls into her. And now, we were sitting next to each other, enjoying some good food, as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Jess left, Amy was asking me about it.

"What was it like?"

"It was sex without the enjoyment. There was no foreplay, so she wasn't very wet. It was a chore, and not a pleasant one. I was glad when it ended."

Her smile told me it was what she wanted to hear. I was doing it for my Sister, to make her pregnant. That was OK, but if I was to get any pleasure from it, then that would be wrong.

The second day was better. Jess was wetter so it was more enjoyable. Also, I lasted longer, and I even got a few moans from her when I was deep inside her.

For the third day we would be alone. Amy was going out with some friends and it would be late when she got back.

At breakfast, she joked about what she'd say if her friends asked what I was doing while she was out.

"I'll just tell them that you're fucking your Sister!"

I didn't find that funny, and I was worried that if she got too drunk, she might actually say that.

That evening, Jess was supposed to be here at seven, but she was thirty minutes late.

"Sorry, the traffic was horrendous."

It didn't matter, what we had to do wouldn't take long.

I was eager to get it over and done with. I'd recorded last night's big fight, and I was going to watch it while sinking a few beers, after I'd finished with Jess. However, she wanted a coffee before starting. And she was taking her time drinking it. It was obvious to me that there was something on her mind.

"You need to tell me, or we'll be here all day."

That got a brief smile from her, but then her face became serious. It must be something that was important.

"It's just that I've been doing some reading."

I didn't need to ask what the topic was about, it had to be more advice on how to get pregnant.

"In fact, a lot of reading."

I was now waiting for her to tell me more, but she was hesitant. Then she blurted it out.

"If you make me come then it will help."

I hadn't expected her to say that. I thought it might be some change to my diet, one that would increase my sperm count, or perhaps a change of position.

"What does Amy think about it?"

"She says there's no evidence to suggest that it works. But I disagree. I think she's against it because she doesn't like the idea of you exciting me."

Thankfully, I didn't have to make a decision. I could use Amy as an excuse for saying no.

"Then we can't do it."

"We can. We just don't tell her."

The ball was now back in my court.

If I was to make her reach it then the sex would have to be different. There would have to be some foreplay. That would be enjoyable for both of us. A lot better than just sticking my cock into her and then coming quickly. I was sick of all the cold sex that we'd been having. I couldn't think of a good reason for saying no, so I was going to agree to it. But Amy must never know.

"OK, but it must be our secret."

We were now in the bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed with our bodies turned towards each other. And we were even holding hands. Both of us were smiling. Then she did something that didn't just surprise me, it also shocked me.

She kissed me!

Not a peck on the cheek, but on the mouth, and with a lot of passion. I was slow to respond, but now she was getting back as good as she was giving. I'd already fucked her twice, but this felt even more intimate than that. That had been mechanical, cold sex. This was what lovers do, and it was exciting me more than I thought was possible.

After what seemed like hours, but was really only a few minutes, she stopped.

"I always like to start by kissing. Did you enjoy that?"

I just pointed to the large bulge in my trousers. Proof of how excited I'd been while we were kissing. It made her giggle. And she had a bulge as well, in fact, two of them. Her impressive breasts. It was time to play with them.

When I started to unbutton her top, she gave a little shudder, in anticipation of what I was going to do to her big tits. As soon as her blouse was off I was quickly unhooking her bra.