Daughters Ready to Breed
Maria Reenburg
I trembled on the exam table in Dr. Wilson's clinic. The busty OB/GYN smiled at me as she lifted up my hospital gown. She arched an eyebrow at me as she stared down at the hairless flesh of my pudenda, my thighs pressed tight, only the top of my slit peeking out.
"Someone forgot her panties," Dr. Wilson said, an amused smile on her lips.
"She didn't forget them," said my brother. He sat in a chair next to the bed. Mom was sitting in the corner, shaking her head at me.
I gave the doctor a big grin. "I thought you might need to play with my pussy."
"Oh, boy," Dr. Wilson said. "She's a handful, isn't she?"
"You have no idea," my brother said, a grin on his face, his blue eyes staring at the doctor.
"You love it," I said, winking at him. I turned back to my OB/GYN. "It makes him so hard, doctor."
Dr. Wilson shook her head. She shifted around, breasts stretching her dress. It looked like a nursing dress, the type that could be opened up. She had her baby back in July. Her
son's
baby. It was why we were using her. Mom's paralegal recommended a doctor who understood while a woman would want her son or brother to breed her.
"Let's find out how your baby is doing," she said as she grabbed a bottle of jell in her gloved hands. She spread it across my flat stomach. I didn't have my baby bump yet, but I was fourteen weeks pregnant. It was time to find out who won the bet: my brother or me.
It was so hot being bred by my brother. Just like Mom. She had Sean's daughter growing in her belly. She was pregnant a whole two weeks before me. Sean was firing some super sperm or something. He'd bred Mom and me fast. The moment I was off birth control, maybe that naughty time when he fucked me in the back of
my
Corvette, he'd knocked me up.
I loved being pregnant with my brother's baby.
Dr. Wilson pressed the probe on my stomach. These pulsing sounds echoed while she stared at a screen. My brother grabbed my hand and stood up, leaning over. I craned my head, staring at the black and white picture. It shifted around as the doctor moved the probe across my stomach, making me shiver and giggle. Images of my inner depths appeared until...
She focused on a little baby. I heard this thudding sound. The doctor smiled as she stared at the screen. "I love this moment," Dr. Wilson said, her voice breathy. She squirmed, a big smile on her lips. "It's why I do this. For this moment, seeing a new life for the first time."
I nodded my head, my mouth dry. There was our baby. My brother and I made this little child growing in me. My toes curled. I squeezed my brother's hand as I couldn't look away. My eyes burned with tears as my heart beat faster and faster.
"Heartbeat is strong," Dr. Wilson said, shifting around the probe slightly. The baby's arm twitched. "Development looks correct and... Ready to find out the sex of the child?"
"Yeah," my brother croaked. This was the second time he got to see a child since he bred Mom first, but he still sounded excited.
Would it be a daughter like Mom was having, or a son that would mean I won the bet?
"Do you think you're going to win the bet?" I asked, my hand squeezing tight about his.
"Bet?" Dr. Wilson asked, glancing at us. "What's this bet?"
"It's naughty," my mom said.
"Oh, yes," I said. "If it's a daughter, I have to lick her pussy and get her ready for my brother's cock."
"Oh, wow, that's... naughty," Dr. Wilson said, her cheeks going pink. Was she thinking about her son fucking her daughter? Did Dr. Wilson have a daughter with her son? "And if it's a boy."
"Why, Sean has to lick my pussy to get me ready to fuck my son for the first time." I grinned. "I want to be a loving mother and make sure he's a stud like his daddy."
"A horny mother," my brother said, squeezing my hand.
"Mmm, yes," I moaned, my pussy growing juicy now. "So, who won!"
"I think you both did," Dr. Wilson said, pulling the ultrasound from me. "It's a girl."
* * *
Sean Reenburg -- Eighteen-and-a-Half Years Later
Through chance, my eldest two daughters were born within a day of each other. Mom was a week late and Maria was a week early. Because of how close they were, they celebrated birthdays together as they grew up.
They were
very
eager for their eighteenth birthday. My daughters wanted to lose their virginities together. We told them when they turned eighteen. Natti was eager for it, but she waited that whole day so Siona could be an adult, too. They wanted to lose their virginities together.
Or as close as possible.
"Okay, the camera's set up," Dad said. He was filming it. He never did get to breed Maria, but my sister still had fun with him. She would always be a daddy girl, even if she spent most of her time with me. Mom, on the other hand, never took him back. They were still married, technically, but that was more for my father's career in the Senate.
"Thank you, Grandpa!" Siona said. She had her mother's playfulness, her figure petite, her blonde hair swaying about her face. Her blue eyes sparkled as she beamed at him. Then she gave my dad a quick kiss on the cheek.
"You're welcome, dear," Dad said, always a good cuck. He was pathetic enough that he stuck around just for the once or twice a week my sister gave him some pussy. I think Dad was hoping his granddaughters would like to try him out after I enjoyed them.
Our other children were out at various friend's houses, too young to watch the depravity of tonight.
The master bedroom was a little crowded with all of us in it, but that didn't matter. We had the king sized bed and the girls were eager to lose their virginities. Natti, my daughter with Mom, ripped off her nightie. Her curly, blonde hair spilled down her shoulders and face. Her pink nipples appeared topping her round breasts. She was shorter than Siona despite being older.