Bred by My Sleepwalking Brother
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Melissa dreams having a baby in her life, but hasn't been exactly lucky in love recently. With more traditional methods of getting knocked up eluding her, she spots her opportunity when her visiting stepbrother Rick starts sleepwalking, and is open to doing anything big sister commands. Does Melissa dare take advantage and finally attain the swelling belly she seeks? More
Melissa dreams having a baby in her life, but hasn't been exactly lucky in love recently. With more traditional methods of getting knocked up eluding her, she spots her opportunity when her visiting stepbrother Rick starts sleepwalking, and is open to doing anything big sister commands. Does Melissa dare take advantage and finally attain the swelling belly she seeks?
Warning: This 3900 word story contains explicit descriptions of incest sex, sex with a sleepwalking sibling, oral sex, unprotected sex, sex for breeding, sibling sex ending in an incestuous creampie. It is intended for ADULTS ONLY.
* * * Only for 18+ adults * * *
"Oh, hey, Rick," Melissa said when he shuffled in heading for the front door. "Where you going?"
"To the store," he said.
"What are you going to get?"
"I don't think you're old enough," she said, giggling. "You're only twenty."
"Okay," he said, standing in front of the door and not doing anything.
Melissa bit her tongue, face filled with wicked delight. Finally! She thought. Perfect timing to impregnate, too.
She wasn’t sure if she wanted a boy or a girl, but her research indicated male sperm were faster than female sperm, but died off a lot faster too. So if she was impregnated soon after intercourse, like the first day or so, it was most likely a boy. If it took more than a couple days then it would likely be a girl. Of course, just having a baby would answer her prayers.
"Why don't you come over here, baby," Melissa said.
He didn't move.
"Don't you want to play with your best girl, Carrie?" she said, trying to implant in his mind she was Carrie. She wasn't sure it would matter to a sleepwalker.
Melissa frowned. He wasn't as coherent as that first night, a week back. She bit her lip, wondering what to do. Could he get it up in that mental state? The couch was definitely out of the question, since it was a lot easier for him to fall back into full sleep. So she got up and went to him, taking him by the hand and heading for his bedroom.
"Come on, baby. Let Carrie take care of you tonight," she purred sweetly.
He obediently followed. Rick always did. She guided him back to his bed, and got him laid out on his back. She was grateful he didn't close his eyes. So she crawled up with him, pulled off her "sleep shirt" and then pulled his pajamas down to his knees.
About the Author:
Ana Thalia is a Texas writer. By day she is a hard working IT Professional, but at night she lets her hair down and writes to relax and entertain. She loves to write Fantasy, of the epic type, but sometimes she has other little fantasies that need to be told.