Little Sister Shana – chapter 3

Each morning my gorgeous blonde half-sister ate breakfast with me and our girlfriends, then licked and sucked my cock until I was completely and utterly spent. I didn’t know what she did when she was away from home during the day. Mostly, I was too tired and happy to think about it much. One of the best mornings of my life was the day she discovered she had another special talent. “Good news, big brother. Since I’m an Immortal I can go without air a really long time. I tried holding my breath last night and didn’t even feel uncomfortable for an hour. Let me swallow the head of your dick and I’ll deep throat you for as long as you want.”

GAWDS! It was far better than I even have words for! I must have fucked her wonderful mouth and throat for at least twenty minutes, before squirting my cum directly into her stomach. It probably drained half my life force each time, but it became a morning routine.

One day she suggested, “We can’t get legally married ‘cause we’re related, but do you want to say we are? If I promise to give you all the sex you want for the rest of your life, will you call me your wife? Promise to be faithful, love me and only fuck me?”

“I… I ah… I know you need lots of sex, but will you love me too? Always love me?”

“The only other people I’ve loved were Dad and that tall neighbor guy with the huge dong. What was his name?”

“I don’t remember.”

“It doesn’t matter now. I’ve always loved you and I’ll love you forever. I do. Now get your shorts off so I can ride you.”

As she impaled her pussy on my rod, I declared, “I do too! I love you so much! Forever!”

That night she came home wearing a wedding ring and gave me one. She was my wife and sister! We were married! At least in our own minds. I don’t recall their names now, but the lesbian virgins my sister had helped me impregnate spent half the spring and most of the summer eating junk food and drinking beer while watching television in the living room. They also smoked a lot of weed and regular cigarettes. A few times a day they snorted some kind of fine beige powder.

Seeing them sucking on cigarettes tempted me to ask them for blowjobs, until I remembered how tired I felt and how much better Shana was at oral. I spent most of my days sexually exhausted, sitting in a recliner in the living room. I watched TV for hours and hours, and once in a while I enjoyed seeing my ‘baby mama’s’ making out or fingering each other on the couch.

When my succubus sister got home we’d all eat dinner together, then Vicky and Kaley would watch me buttfuck Shana until I was tired enough to fall asleep. I‘d also enjoy watching Shana lick one of their pussies from time to time.

One night I asked Shana, “Isn’t it bad for the babies if the girls smoke, drink, and do drugs when they’re pregnant?”

She kissed me and explained, “Since they will be succubi, it’s actually good for them. They need to be as corrupt as possible before they get shelled.”

“Shelled?”

“I wasn’t born, I hatched from an egg. Remember?”

My sleepy mind had nearly forgotten. “Oh, yeah. When do they get shells?”

“Pretty soon. I can’t wait to lay eggs and grow a tail!”

I asked in surprise, “TAIL?”

“Don’t worry about it. Next week you and I are going to look at a college. You should get a degree so you can make lots of money and support us, right?”

I felt a mental PUSH and agreed, “Yeah, degree.”

“It would be great if you were a doctor, a high-paid tech engineer, or maybe a hotshot lawyer.”

“Video game coder. Want to make games. Doctors do icky things. Lawyers full of crap.”

She giggled and kissed my cheek. “Hehehe! Okay, you’ll get a degree and a job making video games.”

My mind suddenly felt less hazy and I asked, “Do you want to go to school too? Get a degree and a good job? And ah, maybe be faithful, if you can?”

She laughed, “Hehehe! My silly, silly big brother husband! You know I’m amazing at sex, practically a PhD of fucking. I love being a whore! I’ll let you watch most of the time, though.”

I felt a mental PUSH again. “Please! I love to watch!”

“Of course, I’ll let you watch. I’ll let you watch me smoke too. Go get a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from the girls.”

I did and received a great smoky blowjob when I returned. She lit up, then stepped toward a chair and commanded, “Pull those boxers down for me.” She sat and licked her lips as she looked deeply into my eyes. I slid my underwear down, then she exhaled a cloud that covered my dick and balls for a moment. I rapidly hardened as she licked my shaft. The tip of her tongue felt great as she moved it around the rim. She took the head between her lips and sucked in half the remainder. She rocked her neck up and down to slide it between her soft red lips. She swallowed the head and a couple inches of shaft each time.

I felt wonderful wet warmth as her tongue pressed my cockhead upward, squeezing it against the roof of her mouth. She moved away a moment and took a puff from the cigarette, then slowly exhaled through her nostrils as she slid me back into her oral cavity. I briefly imagined I was getting sucked off by a dragon. She started moving forward and back again, sliding the flesh of my cock along her warm wet lips. Every eight or ten strokes she would pause to take a puff and blow more smoke on my package. I exploded onto her slippery pink tongue and rested my hands on her shoulders for balance. After swallowing, she laid on the bed and rolled onto her belly. I happily buttfucked her ‘til I came, watching her suck down another cigarette.

I woke with my morning wood penetrating her anal ring. I moaned, “Ooooh! I love being in your butt so much!”

She sleepily mumbled, “Mmmm. Me too. Fill it again. Two or three times if you want.” I started thrusting away in my little sister’s rectum as she lit a cig. I complained, “Seeing you suck is sexy but they smell bad. The smoke stings my eyes, too.”

She thought aloud, “I guess I should get a long cigarette holder, to keep the smoke away from your face.”

I was about to say, “Please” when our girlfriends burst in. The redhead happily declared, “Vicky’s baby is moving! Feel her belly!”

I reached to feel, and Shana cursed loudly, “FUCKING DAMMIT! I thought it would be another month!”

I asked, “What? What’s wrong?”

“The baby is quickening!” She saw the confusion on my face and hurriedly explained, “She started moving! If she moves around too much, I can’t shell her! I should have her inside me by now! We need to hurry!”

Vicky asked, “How can we help?”

My sister pulled away from me and my penis left her anus with a “POP!” and a loud fart. The pregnant lesbians and I giggled, but the expression on Shana’s face was serious and intense. She instructed, “We need to be at the college dorm NOW! All of you, hurry up and get dressed!”