All in the Family (closed)

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"Do you have everything packed, Simon?" my mother inquired for the seventh time. "You'll be with your sister a couple weeks, so make sure you're taking enough clean underwear and socks."

"Yes, Mom," I replied, a trace of exasperation in my voice. Even though I was 18 and technically an adult, she hadn't quite shaken the habit of treating me like I was 10. "I've got plenty. Now I best get on the road if I want be there before dark."

"Alright, honey. You drive safe. And call me when you get there." Mom stood by the door to the house and waved goodbye as I finally pulled out of the driveway.

I was actually looking forward to this trip. For one, it'd get me out of the house and away from Mom.

For another, I was looking forward to seeing my big sister. She'd moved a couple states over after graduating from college, so she hadn't been visited as much the last couple years. Moreover, now that she was married, she spent half her holidays with her husband Gary's family. It'd been several months since I'd last seen her

Third, she and Gary had just bought a house a month ago, so was going to be my first time seeing their shiny new digs. The pictures made it look pretty sweet, with lots of amenities thanks to Gary's big time job. (He was a bit older and more established.) I was definitely looking forward to having access to a pool.

It was because of Gary that I was going to be visiting for so long. He had some big business project that was taking him out of the country for at least a couple weeks. Meanwhile, the two of them had only partially moved in, so there was a ton of unpacking, furniture arranging, minor repairs, and other tasks yet to do.

My sister, however, was in no shape to do all of that alone. She was several months pregnant with her first child, so she couldn't handle the tasks that required heavy lifting, climbing up ladders, or kneeling down on the floor. As such, Mom had suggested that I volunteer my strong young back to do all that stuff for her while Gary was away.

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It was late afternoon when I finally pulled into driveway of my sister's place. The two-story house did look impressive. I was still admiring it when I heard the front door open and my sister's voice calling out my name.

When I turned my head, I actually did a double-take. The woman approaching me had my sister's face and her long, brunette hair. But my sister's bosom now preceded the rest of her by several inches. She'd always been a bit curvy, but her tits had apparently swelled like balloons in the past few months.

Those hefty orbs were almost matched by her belly below. Her baby bump rode high on her abdomen, so she actually still had a noticeable waistline above the curve of her hips. Aside from the trio of boobs and belly, she looked almost as fit and slender as she always had.

I'd always recognized that my sister was kind of a fox. But now a new word kept occurring to me: goddess.




 
I had been looking forward to my little brother's visit all week. I didn't get to see my family much lately, and not for any extended period of time at that, so getting to spend 2 weeks with Simon felt like a vacation. I hadn't seen him since Christmas. Plus, I could use his help around the house.

I heard his car pull up in the drive and jumped up, an impressing feat for a huge pregnant lady, and hurried to the front door. "Little" was not the word to describe my brother anymore. The man standing in my driveway was tall, broad, and devilishly handsome.

I didn't wait. I met him in the driveway and pulled him into one of my tight hugs that he used to hate. Despite my extended belly, my tits squished against his hard chest. "God i missed you!" I exclaimed, kissing his cheek before pulling back. "Jesus, you're all grown. More than I last saw you. You've been working out huh? For your girlfriend?" I winked playfully.

"Come on inside! I'll show you around the house." I grabbed his free hand and pulled him toward the house.
 
"Well, it did help mean get her in the first place," I acknowledged. "My bean pole physique wasn't attracting much female attention before then."

I'd always felt like an ugly duckling next to Rebecca. In my memory, she made the transition from little girl to nubile teen in like a week. I don't remember her having an awkward phase. She'd been this legendary teen beauty from the day she entered high school.

Meanwhile, my awkward had dragged on for years. Most of high school I'd felt clumsy and funny-looking. I gained inches height each year, but looked like a gangly scarecrow despite exercise. It hadn't been till a year ago that things sort of stabilized for me. My height stabilized and I started to fill out with long lean muscles.

That caught the eye of Melody, my first real girlfriend. Having been all but invisible to girls for the first few years, it was a real coup when an actual cheerleader took notice of me. We'd been dating nearly six months now.

Unfortunately, that had not resulted in the satisfaction of my teenage libido as I'd fantasized. Despite a body that seemed rather well designed for sin, my girlfriend had a pure heart. At the tender age of 12, she'd sworn to her mother that she wouldn't have sex till she was 18. Though even she acknowledged that it was a promise she didn't understand at the time, Melody refused to break it. As such, our physical intimacy had remained rather constrained these several months.

If I could only hold out another three weeks, though, that promise would soon be fulfilled. I was eagerly waiting for this most momentous of occasions.

I followed Rebecca into the house. Even from behind, you could see the swells of her breasts. Yet she'd put on very little weight elsewhere. I could still see the narrowing of her torso to a waistline before swelling out into her hips. The bare thighs and calves of her lower half were as slender and toned as ever. Leave it to my sister to make pregnancy sexy.

"So where will I be staying?" I inquired. "I can stow my bag there."
 
It seemed every time I saw Simon, I was shocked at how much he'd grown. Even though it'd been just less than a year, he'd really become quite the lean, toned, young man, a huge contrast with the kid I'd grown up with. Adult. He was an adult now. That was still hard to wrap my brain around. Still, he probably had lots of girls pining over him. I doubted he realized it though, he was always pretty oblivious to such things. Besides, he'd dedicated himself to young Melody. Sweet, innocent Melody. From what she'd heard, the girl had made a purity vow. I didn't know people still did that.

Deciding I'd ask how that was going later, I led Simon through the living room, down the hall and to the guest bedroom at the end. I'd been sleeping in the other spare bedroom across the hall for the past month. Being so pregnant made it difficult to go up and down the stairs. My husband still slept in our bedroom though. Not like he wanted much attention from me lately anyway.

"You can put your stuff in here. Make yourself at home. This is your room. Just make sure you clean it." I said with a wink, remembering how mom always hassled him. After he'd set down this things, I gave him a quick tour of the house, even dragging myself upstairs.

Back down in the kitchen, I turned to him. "Alright, I'll whip us up some dinner. You should call mom and let her know you made it or she'll have both our asses. Then come eat with me and tell me all about your life! Especially that cute Melody!"
 
After the obligatory phone call home, I joined my sister in the kitchen. As a kid, she'd been rather disinterested in cooking. I couldn't remember her ever making anything that didn't involve a microwave.

Apparently being an adult and then a spouse had encouraged her to learn a few things, though. She put together some homemade stew along with sourdough bread from the bakery. While hardly fancy, it was quite tasty.

As directed, I filled her in on my summer plans. Mostly taking a couple classes at the community college and then getting ready for my own trip to university.

Of course, she wasn't really interested in that. My dating life was far more intriguing. I intended to outline the basics of my relationship with Melody. But having had a lifetime of practice at interrogating her little brother, she managed to coax out more of the details, including my current sexual frustration.

"Hey, I respect her decision," I declared. That forthright confidence crumbled to Rebecca's knowing big sister smirk. "Alright, fine, I'm annoyed by her decision. I'd much prefer if I wasn't stuck at first base because of a promise she made in middle school.

"But it's not like it was with you. I don't remember you spending many Saturday nights at home because you couldn't get a date. There was always some other guy ready to ask you out. I spent three years of Saturdays at home before Melody, so yeah, I'm a little cautious about giving up the first girlfriend I ever have just because things are a little slow in that department. I can be patient.

Again came the knowing look. "Fine, you're right. I'm not very patient. It's driving me crazy. But I'll put up with it. I just need to hold off on a little longer.
 
Rebekah listened intently to her brother, needing nothing more than her signature look to coax out his real feelings. She felt for him. She didn't doubt that he cared for Melody, but he seemed to be settling because he didn't feel like he could get anyone else.

"Look, I'm going to be honest with you, ok? Sure, I had plenty of dates but guys are easier to get, and I was probably a bit more of a slut than I should have been back then." She laughed, thinking back on her life before she settled down. In some ways, she missed those days, especially with her husband practically afraid to touch her.

She reached out and took his hand. "Yes, you were a pretty nerdy kid. But look at you now, Simon. You've really grown into yourself. You're attractive, funny, and you've filled out quite a bit." She let go of his hand to squeeze his bicep. "I bet girls love these." She teased before sitting back.

"All I'm saying is that if you care for or love this girl, and you want to wait, then I commend your patience. It's only a few more months of porn and jerking off. But if you are only waiting for her because you don't think you can get anything else, you're wrong. Besides, if she's holding back this much, i doubt she's just gonna up and give it all up on her birthday, you know? And I can guarantee it won't live up to your fantasies. It's your choice, but remember to be realistic."
 
"Easy enough for you to say," I smirked. "You obviously have gone wanting for sex." I gestured to her pregnant belly.

This gave me an excuse to look at it again. Again, I felt an uncomfortable stirring in my lower torso. Why was this turning me on?

"But fine, if you think I shouldn't be waiting, then perhaps you ought to do something about it. After all, aren't big sisters supposed to look out for their younger brothers, hmm?"

I grinned at her, liking the idea more and more. "Yeah, maybe you've got some single friends. Or maybe not-so-single friends who are looking for a little outside entertainment?" I spread my arms wide. "You've got me for two weeks, big sister. Why not help your little brother out?"
 
"You obviously have not gone wanting for sex." Simon said, making an obvious gesture toward my bulging belly.

I smirked. The truth was my husband had barely touched me since I'd become pregnant and even less since I'd started showing. His lack of attention and my hormones shooting my libido through the roof were not a good combination. But I had figured out ways to deal with it, even if they were less than satisfactory. I chose not to divulge my problems to Simon though. He had his own issues.

"You've got me for two weeks, big sister. Why not help your little brother out?" He asked and I laughed at his gestures.

"So, you're asking me to help you cheat on your girlfriend, so you can get laid?" I asked. Not that I hadn't had my fair share of infidelity in my past, but I couldn't help be more concerned about my little brother's life. "Look, I'm not going to police you while you're here, but it's not something you can just get out of your system and go back to celibacy with your girlfriend. You might have to be willing to face some consequences. But if you're ready for that, I can help you out."

I stood to take the dishes to the sink, turning around to face Simon after I'd set them in. "Maybe I'll invite my friend Jane over tonight. She's recently been through a break up. And she's pretty hot. Huge tits, nice ass, thick thighs..." I gesture size and shape with my hands. I think you'll like her."
 
So, you're asking me to help you cheat on your girlfriend, so you can get laid?

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as my sister. She hardly seemed to be the one to offer moral caution given her own teen history. Rebecca had delighted in teasing the boys in her early teens. She collected far more orgasms from clueless suitors than she ever paid out in return.

Maybe I'll invite my friend Jane over tonight. She's recently been through a break up. And she's pretty hot. Huge tits, nice ass, thick thighs..

I smiled at the description. Though I ordinarily preferred them thinner, I could be flexible if it meant the ache in my balls finally got alleviated. And I had to think that my sister wouldn't mention Jane unless she'd be down for something like this.

"Sounds good," I replied. "Set it up and let's see what happens. Maybe we'll even let you watch."
 
"Maybe we'll even let you watch." Simon finished.

I raised an eyebrow. "Whoa...I didn't realize my little brother was the exhibitionist type." I grinned. "Thanks, but no thanks. I don't think Jane likes to show off but I do know that she is pretty much always dtf. She's like me, nearly insatiable. She was my roommate in college, always had a guy over. And she's loud too." I winked. "So I better hear you make her scream."

I pulled out my phone and text Jane, inviting her to dinner. It wasn't long before I got a confirmation back. "Alright, she's coming over at 7. Be ready." I walked over to Simon and leaned down next to him, my breasts brushing his shoulder as I held my phone in front of him. "This is her." The picture was of a pretty blonde, with large tits, a slender waist and curvy hips. I scrolled a couple more to show a pic of her breasts she'd sent me, asking what I thought of her nipple rings. Swiping again revealed a picture of myself, nude from waist up, not quite as pregnant but still very obviously so, breasts heavy and full.

"Whoaaaa...sorry bro." I chuckled, pulling the phone back. "Anyway, that's her. What do you think?"
 
So, you're asking me to help you cheat on your girlfriend, so you can get laid?

My sister leaned over my right shoulder and held her phone out so I could watch her scroll through her picture gallery. The position essentially put her huge left breast atop my shoulder. I don't know if Rebecca did it intentionally or if being pregnant just made her indifferent to how plump her tits had become. Regardless, I confess that I found it a little bit arousing to have this amazing boob literally brushing against my right ear.

This is her.

Rebecca tapped a few buttons to collated images featuring her friend and started to scroll through. Jane was a tall, pretty blonde. As promised, she had huge tits counterbalanced by a rounded ass and thick thighs. I resisted the urge to whistle in appreciation.

The tour of photos started back in their college days judging from the attire and settings. Many of them showed Jane with some form of drink in hand, so I got the impression she was a bit of a party girl. Many of them also featured Rebecca alongside her, so clearly they were close friends. The two of them always stood out in the group shots: two gorgeous girls with big smiles and even bigger tits. I had to bite my tongue not to comment on the various shots of them in bikinis.

The college montage gave way to early twenties activities. A ring appeared on Jane's left hand in some, but then disappeared; she had apparently been engaged or married at some point. There was another picture of Jane with a delicate silver ring through her little left nipple. There was even one with Jane and Rebecca both topless; my then slightly pregnant sister had apparently just matched Jane in cup size, a threshold she now significantly exceeded.

Anyway, that's her. What do you . . . think?

Rebecca began the question normally, but her pitch slowed noticeably as she finished. As I started to respond, I realized that she was no longer looking at her phone, but was staring down at my lap. I swiftly realized what had just distracted her from her words.

In my defense, I'm a teenage red-blooded American male virgin, so sex is rarely far from my mind. Having just been presented a montage of a pretty blonde with big tits in various states of undress while an even bigger tit casually rested on my right shoulder, I think I'm fairly justified in being aroused. Even if that huge tit belongs to my pregnant sister.

Unfortunately, my arousal was hard to miss. The right leg of my shorts strained against an unmistakably ominous bulge along the inner thigh. Meanwhile, the tip of my massive cockhead was clearly visible poking put below the shorts near my knee.

"Oh . . . heh . . . oops," I mumbled with a trace of embarrassment. I tugged the right leg of the shorts and managed to hide the pink flesh poking out, but there was no mistaking the enormous bulge in the fabric.

"Sorry," I offered lamely. "Guess I'm kinda horny." I didn't really know what else to say. Perhaps there really wasn't anything else to say. Rebecca was about to hook me up with her sexy blonde friend, so surely my being aroused wasn't unexpected. And I can't help it if I've got a ridiculously thick dick.

Still, this might not be the way to make a good first impression. I glanced at the clock and then at my bulging crotch. "Uh, I'm not sure if I can get this to go down before your friend gets here. Do you think I should go rub one out before she arrives?"
 
It wasn't that I was surprised to see my brother had a boner. After all, I'd just promised him sex with a gorgeous woman, followed by a few mostly nude pics of her. What typically horny teenage boy wouldn't pop a tent over that?

No, it was the size of his massive erection that blew my mind. I'd never considered myself a size queen, I liked cock in all shapes and sizes. Still, I was pretty sure my little brother might have had the biggest cock I'd ever seen. And strangely enough, I felt a strong throb between my thighs.

"It's ok." I said, clearing my throat. "She's hot, it's to be expected." I straightened and patted his shoulder. "Go do what you need to do. I want you to be able to last for her."

After he left the room, I tried to busy myself with cleaning up, and not think about the fact that my brother was jerking off his huge cock just down the hallway. But the thought kept creeping in, and I found myself imagining what it looked like, felt like, even tasted, and if he shot huge loads. God, I just needed to get laid, that was all.

Still, my hand found it's way down under my dress and I wasn't shocked to find how drenched I was. I slid into a chair, my legs spread wide, and slid two fingers deep in my pussy, moaning out loud. My big belly was almost in the way, so i reached for a candle that was in the middle of the table . It wasn't very thick, but it did the trick as I pushed it into my pussy, pumping it in and out, rubbing my clit with my other hand. It didn't take long before I came, gushing all over the candle.
 

I found myself oddly disappointed that my sister seemed so at ease with my display. Despite her initial wide-eyed ogling of my distended shirts, she carried on within moments as if she didn't even notice.

It's okay. She's hot, it's to be expected."

At least she hadn't realized that part of what excited me was the feel of her warm sideboob against my head. That might make things awkward.

" Go do what you need to do. I want you to be able to last for her."

I nodded and headed to the nearest bathroom. I shucked down my pants and found some aloe vera lotion to provide some lubrication. Soon I was jacking away with both hands. (My cock is just too thick to get a grip on with just one, especially when it's slippery.)

Aroused as I was, it didn't take me long feel the pressure build towards release. But as the point of no return neared, I thought about what Rebecca had said. I had worried that meeting Jane with an obvious erection might seem insulting to her. But Rebecca seemed to think that the concern was my stamina.

In truth, I'd never been tested. I was pretty sure that I could cum at least three times without needing a significant rest. Would that be enough? And would blowing one those loads now before she even got here impair my staying power later on? Maybe I shouldn't empty my my balls prematurely?

I decided to reverse course before it was too late. The next part was tricky, but fortunately I was able to time it right. Just as I felt the tingling that preceded a climax, I forced myself to let go of my cock. The mighty pillar bobbed wildly in midair as little spasms radiated across my abdomen. But I'd stopped just shy of the threshold for unleashing the torrent of cum that ached for release. My cock swelled and throbbed, desperate for that last couple of strokes needed to push me over the edge, but I grit my teeth and denied myself the release.

The effort worked. After the spasms passed, my cock began to soften; I'd be able to tuck it away before Jane got here. But the near-miss of an orgasm also gave me a wicked case of blue balls. Having been denied release, the two orbs felt like lead cannonballs. The dull ache nagged at me like toothache. This thing with Jane had better be worth it.

I stepped gingerly back into the hall, trying not to jostle my aching testicles. As I did, the doorbell rang. Jane was here.
 
The sound of the doorbell brought me back down from the orgasm I'd just had and I became aware of my situation. I quickly closed my legs, adjusting my dress and tossed the soaked candle in the trash. I frowned at the wet spot on the chair and did my best to wipe it up, before just pushing the chair in and hoping it stayed hidden.

I opened the door, greeting Jane with a big hug. "So glad you could make it tonight. It's been too long since we've hung out." I pulled her into the house. "My brother Simon is staying with me for a while." I told her, looking up as Simon stepped into the room.

"Simon, come meet Jane!" I called, waving him over. Jane stood, a couple inches taller than me. Her tits were nearly spilling out of her white top that cinched just below them to accentuate her curves. The nipples rings were obvious too. She wore a pair of yoga pants that clung to her ass and thighs in all the right ways.

As Simon approached I put an arm around him. "This is my handsome little brother. Well...not so little." I said, gesturing to his height but I couldn't resist adding a little wink.
 
I stood next to my sister as she introduced me to her friend. She was a bit taller than my sister and wore heels that brought her about eye level with my chin. That still gave me enough of a height advantage to mostly look down Jane's cleavage without moving my head.

Of course, she didn't make that much of a challenge. Her white top had a plunging neckline that only sort of contained her big breasts. She also leaned slightly towards me when introduced in a manner that put a little more of her boobs on display. And were it not for the massive melons of my sister next to me, I'd have ordinarily said Jane had the biggest tits I'd ever seen.

Jane's gaze swept over me in a fairly obvious appraisal of my appearance. She seemed pleased by the results judging by the salacious smile.

The three of us chatted for a few minutes. Rebecca told me about how she and Jane had been friends since college, maids of honor at each other's wedding, workout buddies, etc. Jane was now semi-recently divorced; neither explained why and I thought it impolite to ask.

Rebecca told Jane about how I'd just finished high school, so we talked for a bit about my summer plans and where I was headed to college. I noticed that Jane got me to confirm I was 18 twice during our conversation. Judging by her demeanor, I don't know that she'd have been dissuaded if I had been underage, but she seemed enthused that I was legally an adult.

Jane finally ended this introductory chitchat by announcing she could use a drink. She then laid a friendly hand on my forearm and then asked if I could bring her a rum and Coke. I knew where the liquor cabinet was, so naturally I agreed. But I sensed as I walked away that this was all a ruse to get me out of the room.

~~~~~~~~~~~
"Daaaaaaaaamn, Becca. I know you told me he was good looking, but I thought you were just being nice because he's family. I figured he must be some skinny geek if you were calling me over for help, so I thought I'd flirt with him a bit and then maybe suck his dick just as a favor to you. But your little brother looks gooooood. I think I might have to fuck him for real.

Jane turned to face Rebecca directly head-on. "Are you cool with that? I don't things to get weird between us because I want to fuck your brother. So tell me now, because I'm pretty sure this thing is gonna happen."

"By the way, why call me? Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful. I haven't had teenage dick since college, so thanks. But looking that good, he probably could find someone his age around here. Do you just not want him bringing some rando teen slut into your house to bang?"
 
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