Dogs and cats, sleeping together
From Torg Adventure
"Let's do it doggy-style this time, Nancy." You look her body over. "I kind of want to be able to look down on your ass."
Nancy smiles at the implied compliment as she gets up and kneels on the bed. She turns slightly, so you can see her nice butt.
"So you like my bottom, Max?" She says, wiggling it slightly. "I knew guys liked to look at it, when they thought I wouldn't notice. Or even when I would. It always kind of made me feel sexy. But I'd always get tongue-tied if some boy ever complimented me on it." She looks a little embarrassed, apparently thinking back to one such episode, even though she doesn't seem ashamed at all by being completely naked in front of the cousin that had just popped her cherry earlier. Maybe it was the alcohol, or just the fact that Nancy had known you for most of her life, and thought of you as family first, and a man second. You suspect you were making her reconsider her ranking of you, though.
Nancy stops shaking her shapely ass at you, and proceeds to get down on all fours on her sister's bed. She's in virtually the same position as Gwen was when Nancy walked in on the two of you fucking earlier. Nancy is taller and more developed than her sister, although that wasn't necessarily saying much, given how petite Gwen and her proportions were. Nancy had a bigger chest than her cousin Sam, although not as tall, and a little more feminine in her lines than the sleeker Sam. Despite their differences, having seen all three of them naked, you could definitely tell they were related.
Nancy looks back at you and wiggles her ass at you again. "Come on Max, and doggy me in my kitty!" She giggles, sounding a little like Gwen when she does that.
You get behind her, wondering if 'kitty' is the term that your Aunt Karen raised your cousins with, as Gwen and Nancy both seemed to prefer it. You could ask either of your cousins that, you suppose, but it might be more fun to try to get the answer directly from their mother.
You grab onto Nancy's ass with both hands, squeezing each side with a hand, causing her to giggle again. You've wanted to do that for pretty much as long as your cousin actually had something big enough to grab on to. Her flesh is more yielding than Sam's, having less muscle mass, which wasn't to say that Nancy was fat, or Sam was over-muscled. They both had nice asses, but in different ways.
"You still have plenty of your sperm left, right?" Nancy asks with a little bit of concern as she sees you grab your cock with one hand, your other hand still kneading one of her ass cheeks. "It sounds like you've used a lot of it today. Do you need more time?"
Then, before you can say anything, she starts talking again. "But it we wait, then Gwen and Sam will be back, and they'll want you in them, and then there will be even less for me!" She wiggles her butt again, not to be sexy this time, but to draw attention to her bottom. She also arches her back a little, so that her pussy is presented to you better. "Put it in me and we'll see how much you have left. Just make sure it's in as deep as you can get it, Max."
That seems like a clear-cut invitation to you, so you move your cock forward from where it is now, an inch or two away from her, and just push it against and into her, burying yourself balls deep into her.
"Max..." she moans, arching her back even further as she feels your cock penetrating her again. She's still just as tight as before. "Yes, like that, all the way inside my little kitty. As deep as you can go..." She looks back at you again. "Well, obviously you don't have to keep it right there. You'll need to move it in and out, so that we can get to the part where you fill me up again. And I'll need an orgasm too, because it helps the sperm move along. I'll need a really big one, to move it all into place.
Nancy's primary focus is still getting a baby put into her, which ranks pretty high on your list as well. You're also interested in cumming, too, although that helps with the entire putting a baby into your cousin bit as well. You start moving both plans along by grabbing into Nancy's hips and gliding your thick cock in and out of her recently deflowered pussy.
"Yes, Max, that will do nicely," she croons, rocking her body with you as you fuck her. "And I'm thinking that when it happens, I'll put my head down, so that you'll have a clear shot at my womb, and it will all kind of flow into there anyway..."
"Don't overthink it, Nancy," you tell her gently. "It's okay to just enjoy it and let the whole conception thing happen on it's own."
"I know..." Nancy says softly. "But it feels kind of weird to be enjoying it so much, Max. Like, you're my cousin, but you also feel like a brother to me. If I had a brother, and if I let him put his penis into me, it would feel just like this." She groans, grinding her ass against you. "I wish you were my brother Max. It's not fair that Sam gets to fuck you as your sister!" She stops moving. "Oh God, that's kind of messed up of me."
You keep fucking her, even though she's frozen for the moment. "It's okay Nancy. For the record, you're like a sister to me, although if I had my way, you would be my actual sister. I don't think it's messed up at all."
A little reassured, Nancy starts moving back against you again. "It is pretty messed up Max. If I hadn't been drunk and thinking about having a baby all night, I would have done the sensible thing and walked away when I saw you and Gwen. And... and I got a little frisky when I saw you inside my sister. I mean, I was shocked, definitely, but I'd never seen people doing it before."
Nancy is expressing a little regret now, but she's far from telling you to stop. The sweaty fun the two of you had had apparently had burned away some of the alcohol though.
"Now I'm less drunk," she continues, breathing heavily. "But I still want to have a baby as much as before. Even more so, now that I know that both Gwen and Sam are trying for one too." Her body shivers a little. "And my kitty is still really frisky, and itchy for what you're doing to it, Max."
Nancy's normal personality begins asserting itself even more and more, meaning that she's talking more and more, sometimes without thinking. "And it's not like we can unbreak my hymen. And maybe the sperm in me is already enough to make my baby, so there's really no sense in not having more sex. I mean, we might as well go for broke, shouldn't we? Have lots of sex, at least until we're sure I'm pregnant. And it's okay for me to enjoy it, because happy sex should make for a happy baby, right?" She pauses and looks back at you again, her face flushed. "Max, do I talk to much? Should I be quieter during sex?"
You can't help but be amused at how much Nancy is just being typical, bubbly Nancy, even when getting fucked by her cousin. "It's okay, Nancy. I wouldn't change a thing about you." You think for a moment, then smile evilly. "Except maybe to make you my sister," you offer. "And for what's it worth, I okay with noise during sex."
Nancy smiles. "So I can keep talking?" Then her face turns a little red. "Oh, I'll bet you meant moaning, and stuff. Like saying 'Fuck me harder, big boy'?"
You laugh at her earnestness, but hearing that phrase come out of Nancy's mouth seems a little weird. "Just keep doing what you did before, Nancy. Be yourself, and use your own words."
"Right, be myself," Nancy repeats. "Except myself having sex with my cousin." She does moan then, and there's nothing artificial or forced about it. "And Max... it is okay to do it harder. That wasn't purely a hypothetical situation. So if you wanted to... you know... screw me harder in my kitty, that would be totally okay with me." She cocks her head. "Was that a better way of saying it, Max? You can signify if it was okay by actually pounding my kitty a little harder."
She gets her answer almost immediately. "Good," she says happily. "Good, good, good. Happy sex to make a baby with," she says, a little dreamily.
You keep fucking her, finding her to be as currently eager as Sam was now, and as Gwen had been from the very start. Maybe a love of sex is a trait that runs in your family, although if anything it seems stronger in your aunt's family. Or maybe Sam just had a lot prudishness to get over. You might need to increase the sample size before you can draw better hypothesis.
"'member, Max," Nancy pants. "You promised me a lot of sperm. Don't let me or my kitty down..." She keeps pushing back against your thrusts, quite happily. "But what I really need to do is get you fresh sometime, when you have it saved up, so I can get a fresh dose. It's only fair, after all. Sam and Gwen got a head start..."
Her head twists quickly to look at you. "You're going to do it soon, aren't you, Max? 'cause I can feel it, and I am too." She sticks her head down, as she mentioned earlier, and it ends up buried comically in Gwen's pile of stuffed animals.
"Fill me!" She commands, her voice muffled. You're torn between laughing and cumming, but cumming wins out. You trust that Nancy isn't disappointed with the result, as it feels like a good amount of your baby batter shoots into her. Muffled cries of pleasure come out of the assorted stuffed animals as she cums as well, and you see her try to force her head even lower, in her quest to facilitate the positioning of your sperm. Then she is silent.
"Nancy, did you let Max fuck you to death?" Gwen asks, a little concerned. She's standing in the open doorway, holding a tray with some glasses of milk on it. Sam is standing behind her, another tray with sandwiches and some other stuff you're too distracted to identify at the moment.
"That would be awkward," Sam comments. "Alive or dead though, we really should shut this door." She gives Gwen a gently push and follows her into the room, closing the door behind her.
"I'm okay!" Nancy's still muffled voice comes out of the stuffed animals. It almost sounds like it's coming from a stuffed rabbit. Then she lifts her head out of the pile, scattering them slightly. "See, still alive. Just... full."
"Good." Sam remarks. "If you're full, there will be more sandwiches and pie for the rest of us." She starts setting down her tray on Gwen's tea party table in the middle of the room. She's had it for as long as you remember, and even she is too big for the original chairs. Now she just makes people sit on the floor around it during tea parties.
"Oooooh, pie?" Nancy says, moving forward and off of your cock. She bounces off of the bed. "What kind?"
"Apple!" Gwen pipes up happily, setting down her tray of milk glasses.
"Yes." Sam looks at you. "Since apparently there's no more cherry to be had today."
You see Gwen roll her eyes. If Nancy got the reference, she doesn't say. She sits down on the floor by the little table and grabs a piece of pie, eating it with her fingers. Given Nancy's reaction to the pie, you're glad it didn't arrive before you came, as your cousin may have chased after the pie just as eagerly then, before the two of you had even finished. But since it and the sandwiches are now here, and you're no longer fucking your cousin...
In what is definitely the most bizarre tea party held in Gwen's room (you hope, at least), a naked you and Nancy sit with Gwen and Sam. Gwen hands you a sandwich, Sam hands you a slice of pie, and Nancy scrambles to grab a glass of milk for you, almost knocking it over in the process, all the while having her mouth stuffed with pie. The fact that Sam also has her mouth filled with a sandwich is probably good for the moment, as she seemed intent on being a little snarky over the entire matter. Not that you could blame her, you guess. This wasn't all precisely your fault. Well, not one-hundred percent. Gwen had seduced you, and then arranged to get her sister involved. But you were a pretty willing participant in the entire thing. The fact that Sam was still here, and eating this snack with your other lovers seemed to be a good sign though. You decide to start working on your food, and see what happens next. This might be enough sex for you for one day, unless the food is able to recharge you a little. Jealously issues might arise as to who gets you next though. It might be best to head back to your bed and sleep. Or turn this into a legitimate slumber party here in Gwen's room.
What does happen next?
