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Practicing Birth-Control part3

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Joe stood there behind my big sister, shuddering for a
moment, and then finally he pulled out. A big bulge of white
made the condom sag, while white foam circled my big brother’s
prick. If not for that latex barrier, we all knew that Betty
Jean would probably be carrying yet another baby; this time by
her big brother. What a sexy thought.
Daddy seemed to think so. With a bellow that echoed Joe’s,
my father suddenly jammed his big prick up my ass as far as it
would go. For a second, it HURT, but knowing my father was
filling my ass with his warm sticky seed was enough to get me off
too. Not that the feeling of his prick massaging my prostate
from the inside would have let me hold off very long anyway.

My prick exploded into Sue Ann’s tight little hole, and she
grabbed both Daddy and me in a death-grip, as I was almost
squashed between them.
For a moment or two, it was almost as though Daddy was
fucking my little sister right through me. Daddy’s prick would
expand in my behind, and as I felt his sperm squirt in me, I
would send a responding squirt into my little sister. Squirt
after squirt. It felt like Daddy’s sperm would go right through
my body, into the base of my prick, and then ripple through the
tube on the bottom until it ended up being deposited in the
little girl’s womb where it belonged.
Daddy was just emptying the last sticky drops into me, and I
was doing the same thing to my little sister, when Momma came in
from the kitchen to tell us all that breakfast was ready.
“My God,” she exclaimed in mock disgust, “Don’t you kids do
anything but fuck?” “What kind of sex-maniacs have I been
raising around here anyway?” she asked, taking in her two oldest
daughters, obviously both freshly screwed, with their father’s
seed still drooling obscenely out of the eldest, and the sticky
mess on the other matching the wilting rubber-covered cock on her
eldest son. To top it, Daddy, Sue Ann and I were still coupled
like three dogs, while Mary Beth was licking the juncture of our
thighs, and a white gob dripping out of her tight little slit
showed she hadn’t been sexually neglected that morning either.
Two little naked kids watched the whole thing, while still
playing with each other’s sex-parts.
First Daddy, then Mary Beth, then the whole room started
giggling, then laughing outright. If anyone was an example of
someone who liked to fuck, then it had to be Momma. After all,
with nine kids by her own son, one by her father, and two
grandchildren, it was pretty obvious how our mother liked to
spend her spare time.
At first, Momma huffed at our response, but finally the
humor of the situation got to her too. “OK,” she giggled, “now
it’s my turn. Joe, get another one of those rubber things, and
get over here and help your mother out. Mike, you go down and
tell your grandpa and little sisters that breakfast will be
ready, as soon as your mother gets HER share of the fun.”
I giggled, but followed Momma’s instructions by pulling out
of my little sister and padding down the hall to the other
bedroom, that Grandpa shared with the two younger girls and the
baby. Daddy patted me on the ass, as he pulled out of me with a
slight pop. “Ooh,” my ass stung a little, but Daddy’s sperm
soothed it a little too. Sometimes I almost wish I was a girl,
so Daddy could squirt up my tummy and get me pregnant like my
sisters could. Oh well.
I heard a yelp of pleasure as I left the room, and knew my
big brother’s cock was sliding into the womb that we all came out
of; filling it in a way that none of the rest of us could match.
Twice now, Joe has split a condom while fucking Momma, and we all
know that someday he’s going to knob her good. If not by
splitting a condom, then when Momma decides she’s gone long
enough without another baby.