My Wife's Little Sister (12 page)

It was a vicious cycle and it was beginning to affect my marriage. Worst of all, Lynn had no idea why I was so stressed out. The level of stress in our home was going through the roof. It was easy to tell why she was stressed out. Without knowing who the father of the child was, her parents were at the end of their rope with Kelsey and taking it out on Lynn. When Lynn brought it up, I couldn't help but get angry and depressed. I had no idea what to do.

It wasn't fair to me, and it wasn't fair to Kelsey. I was sure that she felt the same, wanting my body but not wanting to bear my child. She probably hated me. She probably would tell everyone just after the baby was born, wanting to maximize the effect on my life. Sometimes I hated her right back, but most days I didn't blame her.

As I drove home from work, I thought about my options. I didn't like any of them. They drove me to distraction. In fact, I had noticed lately that I had even begun to see things. First it was little things, like thinking I saw Kelsey walking down a hall at work, or thinking that I saw her at the grocery store just one aisle away. Recently, it was starting to get more intense, like seeing a glimpse of Kelsey around the corner, or hearing Kelsey's voice right in my ear. So when I pulled up to my house it was no surprise that I saw what looked like Kelsey's car parked on the road. I blinked and rubbed my eyes as I pulled in the driveway. It was still there. No illusion this time; Kelsey was at my house.

I walked towards the house feeling sick to my stomach. What would I do? What would I say? My hands shook as I reached towards the doorknob. I peeked inside, half expecting to see her sitting in a chair her arms crossed and angry. I didn't see her.

"Kelsey?" I called into the house. I sent my briefcase down just in time to see her come around the corner from the living room. I gasped audibly. I recognized what she was wearing all too well.

"I was beginning to wonder if you'd ever come home," Kelsey said.

I walked in, taking a closer look at her. She was wearing the prom dress that I had first fucked her in, only it looked different. The dress wasn't different, I realized. The person inside it was. Kelsey looked mostly the same, but she had a huge sphere protruding out of her belly. Her tits were bigger too, sexier. They had been D's before, and they looked as if they had grew a size or two in the past six months.

"Of course I came home, I'm just a little late," I said as my anger flashed up immediately. I chided myself and softened my tone immediately. "I'm sorry, Kelsey. I'm so sorry. I never meant for this to happen. I'm going to make sure this baby is taken care of."

She smiled a smile I knew too well at this point. "I'm not sorry, Tom. This is the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"What?" I asked, stunned.

She kept smiling, walking towards me. "At first I was scared. I didn't know if I was ready for a baby. I wasn't even sure I wanted one with you. But I'll never find a man better than you. I had sex with a couple guys in college and they were nothing compared to you."

My jaw dropped. "What are you saying?"

She finally reached me and grabbed my hand. She put it on her belly. "This is my link to you. After you give me that flower, I waited for years for you notice me. You always ignored me. You'll never able to ignore me now."

Her belly was warm and the skin felt good under the satin dress. "The flower?" I asked. Then it hit me. The rose I'd given her when she was still in grade school.

She smiled again looking down. "You may not remember that flower, but I'll never forget it. I dried it and kept it as a keepsake. I thought that that flower might end up being the only thing that ever linked us. But now I have a new link between us, one that will grow every day." She began to rub my hand up and down her belly. "Meet your daughter, Rose."

Something inside me snapped. I had been blaming myself for this, when this had been her plan all along. I took my hand off her belly and grabbed her by the arm. "You have to go," I said as I started walking towards the door.

"Wait! If you kick me out, your marriage with Lynn is over. I'll tell her every sordid detail."

I let her go, knowing she wasn't lying. I gave her one last angry look before angrily stomping over to the stairs, sitting down on them and holding my head in my hands. She walked up to me and giggled. "I don't know what the big deal is. This is a win-win situation for you. Most guys would kill to have sex with two beautiful sisters." She began to walk up the stairs, and I could smell her fruity perfume, the same one she had worn for prom. "I'll be in your room when you decide to be reasonable."

I didn't follow immediately. For two or three long minutes I just sat there thinking about the same options I had earlier. I could tell Lynn everything. I could leave town and never return. I could just kill myself now. Or...

I walked up the stairs. I didn't know what I would eventually do, but I knew I had to do something while Kelsey was at my house. I couldn't leave things like this. I walked into my room and saw the sexy sight of Kelsey on the bed. She had her dress hiked up, a cute pair of white panties covering her pussy. Her long bare legs ran down to the foot of the bed.

"I'm glad you came to your senses," she said smugly.

I ignored her and moved to her belly. A baby was inside here. My baby. I couldn't just walk out on her.

Kelsey began to stroke my hair. "This isn't so bad for you, you know. Lynn never has to find out what we do. Nobody ever has to find out who the father is. I'll be your perfect little mistress."

I sighed. "What if I don't want a mistress?" I asked. It sounded pathetic even to my own ears.

She sighed. I was sure she wasn't used to having to throw herself at guys to get them to fuck her. "You don't really have a choice. You and I are linked now. Forever."

Something inside me snapped again. I stood back up, looking over her body. She looked so fucking sexy. Her belly was straining against the satin of her dress. It couldn't be comfortable. Without warning, I grabbed at the neck of her dress, and
tore.
The dress separated right down the middle. She gasped, obviously sad that I had destroyed her dress. "Wait!" she cried out.

"Shut up," I said. As the tear moved past her pregnant belly and down to the end of her dress, I threw it open. She lay there, wearing nothing but those cute white panties. Her tits were magnificent, obviously adjusting to the fact that they would soon be feeding a baby. They had grown in size, and as they spilled over to her sides I leaned in and began to devour them. The nipples grew hard immediately. She began to writhe as I tongued them furiously.

"This is what you wanted all along, isn't it?" I asked. She nodded furiously, her eyes closed. I scooped up both boobs into my hands, sloshing them around. I began to concentrate on the right tit, the suction of my lips providing her with pleasure. Suddenly, a rush of liquid came into my mouth. It was sweet, and I lapped it up eagerly. She gasped, and pulled my head down into her breast more. I fed like a baby, hungrily drinking her delicious milk.

She began to moan. "Yes," she whispered, and put her finger in her mouth. I let go of her nipple and it continued to leak. I licked up some of the liquid, then began kissing down her body. I paused for a moment at her belly, kissing the sphere that housed my daughter. I was already getting used to the idea of being a father. She smiled down at me and I looked up at her. I didn't smile though; I grimaced as I grabbed her panties and tore. It seemed routine now but I was not gentle getting the pieces off her legs.

I grabbed the pieces of her panties and quickly shoved them in her mouth. She opened her legs, spreading them open as she sucked on my fingers. Her pussy was once again bared to me, as shaved as the first time I'd seen it. She was already dripping wet, and as I dove in, I relished her taste. I began to lick her clit, and my fingers began to probe the entrance to her tight pussy. She began to writhe again.

As my finger entered her pussy she moaned. I began to fuck her with my finger, but soon it seemed like too much for her. She pulled the panties from her mouth. "Gentle, gentle," she pleaded with me. I hooked my finger and began massaging the top of her pussy as I licked her clit. This seems to satisfy her and she started moaning again.

"Oh, Tom," she said. I could feel her pussy tightening on my finger and I began to move at the same pace and rhythm. My tongue played with her clit at a steady pace, and I knew she was about to come. She froze every muscle, seeming about to spring into action. I pulled away at the last moment and her own hand began furiously rubbing her clit. As her eyes rolled back into her head, a stream of liquid erupted from within her, making a wet spot on the bed.

I waited until she was done, my cock hard as a rock while I watched her pleasure herself. When she looked up at me and smiled, I didn't smile back. "Are you going to clean up?" She smiled and started to get up to lick it up, but she was blocked by her own tummy. I watched her struggle on the bed for a few moments, keenly aware of her helplessness. "Forget it, I'll get it later," I said. She looked relieved, and even more so when I unzipped my pants.

I put my cock in front of her and she eagerly took into her mouth. She began to suck hungrily. Her fingers continued to play with her clit. I watched as she started to writhe, enjoying the feeling of her fingers massaging her pussy. It was a beautiful sight.

"You might want to open that ass up a little bit, because you're not going to escape that today." She looked up at me with her doe eyes, biting her lip. She brought her fingers back up to her mouth. She remove my cock for a moment, shoving two fingers deep into her mouth, getting them wet. As soon as they were wet enough, she started to move them back down towards her pussy, and took my cock back in her mouth. Her fingers lingered at her clit for a moment before moving down past her opening to her pucker. I watched with glee as her fingers slowly entered her ass, spreading herself open.

I began to fuck her face hard and put my hand on the back of her head. I thrust, hard. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and it felt so good that I thought I might come just like this. Maybe that was for the best, I thought. I had come in her pussy before and look where it got me. I saw tears well in her eyes and I pulled my cock out before I could come. She gasped for air, still fucking her ass with her fingers. I grabbed the panties that she spit out earlier and shoved them back in her mouth and she went right back to sucking on the shreds of her soaked panties.

Everything she does is so fucking hot
, I thought as I moved down between her legs. I rubbed my hands up and down her legs. She looked so sexy, so innocent, lying there on the bed. I could almost imagine that she was my prom date and that I was about to take her virginity, that is if it wasn't for the gigantic tummy that she was displaying. Her pussy was so wet and as I positioned myself between her legs, she pulled her fingers from her ass. I grabbed her hand, bringing it to her face and pushing it against the panties that were in her mouth. She was so into it that she didn't even care. I was so into it that I didn't care either, and I pressed into her. My cock slid inside of her with ease, and I began to fuck her roughly.

Her hands went to my hips, trying to push me back a little bit. This was clearly not as pleasurable as it had been six months ago for her. Why the fuck should I care, I thought. Maybe this would teach her a lesson about fucking her sister's husband. Her gigantic tits bounced back and forth, still wet from the milk that flowed from them earlier. I grabbed onto one nipple, moving it back and forth. Her fingers went back to her clit as she spit the underwear out of her mouth again. "Oh, Tom, please."

"You like that? You like me fucking your pregnant pussy."

"Yes, Tom. Fuck me. Come for me. Come inside me," she pleaded.

I could see her body tense up as her fingers began to dance even quicker over her clit. Within a few moments, her strong pussy muscles forced me out of her pussy. I stood back as she let loose another torrent of water, spraying all over my bed. I let her writhe in pleasure before moving next to her on the bed.

When she had regained her senses she looked up at me and smiled. "Did you come?" she asked.

I laughed. I shook my head and said, "you're not getting out of this that easy." I shoved my dick in her face, and she immediately started sucking on it. She looked up at me, her eyes showing me just how much she worshiped my cock. I began to face fuck her again, just enough to get my cock soaking wet.

I grabbed her two hands with mine, pulling her to sitting position. "I want you to sit on my cock and put your tits in my face," I commanded. She smiled and stood up with my help. I laid down on the bed on her now ruined prom dress, my cock at full attention. She got on top of me, substantially heavier than she had been the last time she'd done this. She grabbed my cock, attempting to maneuver it into her pussy.

"That's not what I want," I said. She looked at me with confusion on her face. I ran my hand underneath her, grabbing my cock and moving it a little higher. My cock pushed against her asshole, and I could feel it slickly begin to slide in. She clenched up though, as her face turned to a frown.

"Relax, loosen up." I put steady pressure against her asshole and pushed in. I watch as she began to grimace, so I put my hands on her back and pulled her in. Her giant breast pushed against my face, and I began sucking on the nipple immediately. She began to moan. Within moments, the milk began to flow. It was so delicious, I drank it all up.

Finally, the head of my cock breached her asshole. She moaned, another shaky moan, as I began to rock back and forth. She began to tremble a little bit as I went deeper and deeper. Her hand reached between us, finding her clit. I felt her begin to rub, and still her milk flowed into my mouth.

With each thrust, she moaned a little more, and my cock made it a little more inside. She was so tight, so warm, and as she writhed against me I ran my fingernails up and down her sides. She shivered with delight as my cock quested deeper and deeper inside her.