Bred by my Brothers (Pseudo Incest Breeding and Impregnation)
Merissa wants a baby pretty badly, but with no boyfriend and no prospects, things are looking pretty grim. Her only friends are her twin step brothers that she lives with - who have a sexy and sultry solution to her problem. Merissa finds herself seduced by not one, but both brothers - each with the other completely unaware! More
Merissa wants a baby pretty badly, but with no boyfriend and no prospects, things are looking pretty grim. Her only friends are her twin step brothers that she lives with - who have a sexy and sultry solution to her problem. Merissa finds herself seduced by not one, but both brothers - each with the other completely unaware!
This story is intended for mature audiences only, and features scenes of oral sex, step brother sex, breeding, aggressive sex, and is 5400+ words in length.
“I’m looking for more than a fling, Simon,” I said. God, my tongue felt dry, clinging to the top of my mouth. “I’m looking for that whole life. A baby.”
“Oh, hell sis,” Simon said, picking up his glass and the pitcher and moving them to the counter behind him. “I’ll give you a baby. I’ll toss you over this table and give you a baby right here.”
Simon slid around the table as I sat in mute shock. Had I misheard him? Had I completely misunderstood his implication? Simon was always joking, always making quips. Surely he didn’t mean what it sounded like he meant… right? His steps were soft as he walked with slow deliberation around the curve of the table, until he stood looming over me. I could feel the heat of him, even over the swelter of the summer day, his body just inches away from me. I sat there, barely able to move. Barely able to breathe. God, what was going on? Was this really happening?
This had to be heat exhaustion, a fever induced dream brought on by dehydration. My mind raced, refusing to believe that my step brother hovered over me, staring down at me with a hunger in his eyes that I knew all too well. I swallowed, but found my throat unbearably dry, and wildly thought about trying to reach the pitcher he’d left on the counter.
Those powerful hands found me again, reaching under my arms with a delicate touch that I’d never have expected from him. He urged me to my feet in silence, the only sound being the frantic beat of my heart in my chest. I rose, trembling and unsure. His hands parted my robe, gently pushing it to the side. The soft fabric slid from my shoulders and toppled to the floor, leaving me standing before my step brother in just my bra and panties. Despite the heat, I shivered.