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   Nikki@P.U. to All   
   Story: Just a Dream? (1/4)   
   26 May 06 14:21:38   
   
   Story: Just a Dream?   
      
   An Erotic Story   
      
   by bobandcarole   
      
         I woke up this morning from the most WONDERFUL dream.  It   
   left me so horny, I grabbed my big brother George from beside me,   
   and was fucking him before we were either properly awake.   
         As I fucked, I tried to blend my dream into the reality of   
   fucking my own brother, and still capture the freshness and   
   beauty of my dream in my mind.   
         Usually, I start out with Billy, but this dream had made me   
   too horny to wait for my little brother to get hard, when George   
   already was.  This morning I was starting out a little early on   
   my job of helping my brothers "practice."   
         I didn't care.  I think that's one reason Momma has all four   
   of us older kids sleep in one kingsize bed.  That and the excuse   
   that there just aren't enough bedrooms to go around otherwise.   
   With one for us older kids, One for Grandpa, one for the younger   
   kids, and one for Momma and Daddy, there's STILL one Daddy COULD   
   make up into an extra bedroom if needed.   
         So, with a little shuffling, Momma COULD have me, Sherry and   
   Michelle in one room, the boys in a second room, Momma and Daddy   
   in their own room, Grandpa in his, and the babies in a new   
   nursery by themselves.  Except none of us would have been as   
   happy.   
         Not me and my Three brothers.   
         Not Momma and Papa.   
         Not Michael and Michelle.   
         Certainly not Grandpa and Sherry,   
         I don't think the babies would notice, though everybody else   
   would.  Yes, I think we were all MUCH happier with Momma's   
   arrangements.  For sure I was.   
      
         I was still fucking George, when Momma looked in.  Momma   
   likes to make sure we do it right, when I help my brothers   
   practice.   
         I don't know why Momma's so picky.  Making a baby isn't all   
   THAT complicated.  I mean, a guy puts his cock up inside a girl,   
   and squirts his sperm inside her, and if he does it at the right   
   time and they're lucky, she gets pregnant.  What's so complicated   
   about that?   
         Still, Momma insists that each of my brothers "practice   
   making a baby" in me, at least once a day.  Momma says she wants   
   to be sure that each of my brothers will know what to do, when he   
   get old enough to date; so he'll have a better chance of getting   
   his girlfriend pregnant.  Momma wants lots of grandchildren.  So,   
   Momma has me help my brothers practice making a baby.   
         I don't mind.  Especially since Momma has promised me that   
   if I do a really GOOD job of helping my brothers practice, she's   
   going to let me have Daddy get me pregnant.   
         Ooooh, what an exciting thought!  It made me hump back even   
   harder at my big brother.  Well, big is relative.  George is only   
   a year older than I am, and he's nowhere as big as Mark or Daddy,   
   but his prick still does a nice job of filling my cunny and he's   
   been able to cum inside me for almost 3 months now.   
      
      
      
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         My brother George doesn't have as much sperm in his cum yet   
   as Mark does, but Momma says it's enough.  Momma says it's even   
   possible for Billy to get me pregnant, even if he doesn't really   
   cum yet.   
         To prove it, the other day Momma had me jack each of my   
   brothers off; then she showed us the sperm wriggling in their cum   
   under a microscope.   
         Boy, was that exciting!  Actually SEEING the things that   
   make babies, wriggling and squirming under the microscope.  They   
   looked like long thin tadpoles that the boys sometimes catch down   
   at the pond.   
         Momma showed me that even Billy had a few of them in the   
   liquid that seeps from his little penis, even if he doesn't "cum"   
   yet.  So even Billy has a chance of getting me pregnant, each   
   time we fuck.  Golly what a sexy idea!  Just thinking about it   
   made my cunny clamp down on my big brother's swollen prick;   
   bringing a groan from him, as he lost control and began squirting   
   my tummy full of his precious seed.   
         I wasn't quite ready to cum yet myself, but I made sure that   
   I milked and squeezed every precious drop of my brother's sperm   
   up inside me, while he jerked and thrashed through his orgasm.   
   This was only partly because I knew Momma was watching to be sure   
   I did it right.  The main reason was that I love my brothers, and   
   wanted to give each one of them the best chance I could of   
   knocking me up.  Even if it meant that it would be that much   
   longer before I could have Daddy's baby.   
         Watching his older brother fucking me, had gotten Billy so   
   excited that George was barely able to get off me, before my   
   little brother was on top of me, and sliding his little prick in   
   and out at a terrific rate.   
         Usually, Billy fucks me first, then George, and finally   
   Mark.  Momma says this gives the younger boys a better chance of   
   being the one to knock me up, as they have less sperm to squirt   
   in me, but it gets there first.   
         This morning however, George and I had both been so horny,   
   that both of my other brothers had decided to let him go first.   
   They figured he was so horny that it wouldn't take him long to   
   cum, leaving more time for them.  They were right.  George hadn't   
   been able to fuck me for more than a minute or two, before   
   filling my womb with incestuous cum.   
         While I like the feeling of having my big brother's seed   
   warming my hole, I usually like to feel him sliding in and out a   
   little longer, before he squirts in me.  Still, it's nice to know   
   that you can get your own brother that excited.   
         Billy more than made up for our big brother's impatience.   
   While he was just as excited at George had been, jamming his   
   little peter in me with all the urgency of a little dog chasing   
   after a bitch in heat, he was able to keep going and going and   
   going and. . . OhmiGOD!   
         My little brother's urgency got to me.  After the   
   stimulation of being filled with my big brother's sperm, the   
   feeling of my little brother's cute little prick jamming and   
   jabbing at me, was too much.  I almost bit my little brother's   
   shoulder, as my body was suddenly wracked with orgasm.   
      
      
      
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         This time I didn't have to try to squeeze my little   
   brother's prick, as my cunny clamped and milked on it like a   
   milking machine gone out of control.   
         Feeling this, Billy just jammed his swollen little peter up   
   inside me, and held it there, while I milked every last drop of   
   the little boy's sperm into my horny little hole.  Billy may not   
   have been able to cum yet, but I know he got some release anyway.   
         You might think that an orgasm like that would make me lose   
   interest in sex.   
         You don't know me.  Getting my rocks off just made me   
   hornier, if possible.  So it was an actual relief to feel my big   
   brother Mark's thick cock slide up in my tummy as my mother   
   watched her little girl getting fucked.   
         Momma always did like to watch.   
      
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