Chapter 13

Over the next several months, things on the family farm were almost normal. Rich kept trying to limit the work his sister did, but she wouldn't hear of it. She told him time after time that she would let him know when she needed to slow down. The morning sickness stopped and Joanne's belly began to swell as the baby developed. Rich noticed that her breasts were also getting bigger and took every opportunity to tell her and touch them.

Rich and his father worked the fields during the day while Joanne and her mother transformed Rich's bedroom into a nursery. Seth told the two women to spare no expense, and they didn't. New wallpaper, paint, and furniture transformed the bedroom into a nursery. Along with all of the other necessary items required to fulfill an infant's needs.

Joanne and her mom also redid the bedroom Joanne and Rich shared, making it less feminine. The pink floral wallpaper gave way to an earth tone paint job and they put the dolls in storage. After sorting through her closet, Joanne packed away the clothing she no longer wore to make room for her brother's things.

No one ever brought up the day at the swimming hole. Betty and her husband didn't discuss it with each other and neither did Joanne and Rich. Joanne however could not get the thought of making love to her father out of her mind. She felt no guilt or remorse for what had happened and privately wished it would happen again. Whenever she would begin daydreaming about the incident, she would become aroused. The sex life between her and Rich was still great and they made love at every opportunity, but there was just something about her dad that intrigued her.

When fall rolled around and it was time for school to start, Joanne went. She wasn't the only girl to become pregnant at fifteen in the small community and surly wouldn't be the last. There were two other girls in her tenth grade class that were in the same condition as she was and she soon made friends with them. Whenever someone asked about the father, she would just say that he wasn't from around the area and that she had met him on vacation. When pressed for details of her encounter, Joanne said it was just a one-time thing.

The two siblings used the pick up truck to go to school so Joanne wouldn't have to walk to the bus. On the way home from school, the two would often stop in the neighboring farmer's lane to talk and make love. It wasn't that they had to hide their sexual activities from their parents; Joanne just liked messing around in the truck. She would sit next to her brother and fondle him as he drove home, pulling his penis out of his jeans as soon as he turned off the blacktop onto the dirt road. By the time he pulled into the lane, Joanne would be naked and have her mouth around his penis.

On one late October afternoon, Rich pulled into the lane as his sister stroked his erect penis. He parked the truck, turned to her and ran his fingers over her cheek. Joanne smiled at him and then her eyes began to fill with tears. He put his hands on each side of her face and wiped away a tear with his thumb.

"What's the matter, Jo? Why are you crying?"

Joanne's pulled her dress over her head and tossed it aside. She put her hands on her tummy and said, "This, Rich. I'm getting fat and you're not going to think I'm sexy anymore."

Rich moved his hands from her cheeks to her stomach and he rubbed her. Her belly was beginning to show sighs of her pregnancy.

"Jo, you're being silly. How can you even think that I won't find you sexy? I love you and our baby. This is just part of it. I think you're getting sexier everyday, Sweetie."

"Really, Rich," Joanne said as she put her hands over his and held them to her lower stomach. "Do you really think I'm getting sexier or are you just saying that?"

"I mean it, Jo," Rich replied as he leaned over and kissed her navel.

"Will you still want to make love to me when I'm all fat and look like I have a watermelon in here?"

"As long as we can, Jo. I will make love with you until you can't do it anymore, or don't want to."

Joanne looked into his eyes and then down at his now limp penis. She began to grin, reached out for him and began to wiggle is cock with her fingers. As she watched it grow, she got onto her knees on the seat and used her free hand to push her panties over her hips. Wearing only her bra, she pulled Rich to the middle of the seat, put her leg over his lap and guided his penis into her vagina.

Working her hips up and down, Joanne felt his cock moving in her wet tunnel. When he was all the way in, she put her arms around his neck and pulled herself to him. She didn't move for several minutes, enjoying the feeling of being full and stretched. When she began to wiggle her bottom, Rich moved his hands to her firm cheeks and squeezed them.

Moving very slowly, she rose up and then lowered herself on his rigid shaft. She could feel her juices coating him as she moved, making his penis slick. After riding him for a while, Joanne got up and turned around. She felt Rich slip down in the seat and once again she placed him at her opening and lowered herself.

"Touch my boobs, Rich, but be gentle. They are starting to get a little tender."

Rich unfastened her bra and cupped her breasts in the palms of his hands. He lifted them, feeling their weight, and made small circles around her nipples with his fingertips. Joanne reached between her legs and rubbed her clit as she began to bounce up and down on him.

"Jo," Rich moaned into her ear. "Try to squeeze my cock with your pussy."

"How Rich?"

"I don't know how, but I know it can be done. Try flexing your muscles like you're trying to hold your pee," Rich groaned as he flexed his and felt his penis move in her.

Joanne flexed her stomach muscles and when he felt her vagina tighten around his shaft, he moaned.

"Yeah, Jo, just like that. It feels so good!"

As she continued to tighten and relax her muscles, he groaned and pushed up into her. Joanne soon discovered that if she flexed when he was deep inside, he groaned louder. She soon developed a rhythm and would grip him each time he was fully inside her.

Returning her concentration to her engorged clitoris, Joanne rubbed her nub furiously. She felt her orgasm begin and screamed out in pleasure as it overtook her. When he felt her vagina begin to contract and heard her screams, Rich also came. His penis filled her vagina with the hot seed that had made her pregnant and he too moaned.

When his penis stopped pumping semen into her and her vagina stopped gripping him, she pulled up and off him. Joanne knelt on the seat and licked his penis until every trace of their fluids was gone. When she was finished with his penis, Rich used his tongue to clean her crotch. He wasn't particularly fond of the act, but he knew she liked it and would often have another orgasm when he did it.

Joanne groaned as her brother's tongue probed her leaking hole and he slurped at her. She rocked her hips and pleaded for him to keep doing it. With in several moments, she had another climax and then moved away from his mouth.

Taking his face in her hands, she kissed him and pushed her tongue into his tangy mouth. She swirled her tongue over his teeth and the inside of his cheeks, tasting the remnants of their lovemaking.

"Thank you, Rich," Joanne cooed. "I know that isn't you favorite thing to do, but I really love it when you lick my pussy after we fuck. It makes me so hot."

"I don't mind, Jo, as long as it makes you happy."

The two teens dressed and drove home.

Fall turned into winter and work on the farm slowed. With the exception of the livestock and the new herd of cattle, there was very little to do. Rich and his dad would tend to the chores each day, letting Joanne help with the housework. They spent evenings together with Rich and Joanne's parents talking about raising a baby and the things the two teens would need to know.

By the time Christmas came, Joanne's belly was getting large and very round. He mom would comment that she thought it would be a boy because Joanne was carrying it low. Seth would complain that it was only an old wives tale, but Betty argued she was right.

Two days before Rich's eighteenth birthday, Joanne gave birth to a son. She and her brother named him Michael Seth, after their father and their grandfather on Betty's side of the family. The delivery was quite easy for Joanne, spending only several hours in hard labor. After three days in the hospital, the family drove from Carson to the farm.

March was a bad month in that part of the country and the roads were snow covered. Miles of open farm fields made it almost impossible for the plow trucks to keep up even when there was no new snow. Seth drove slowly along the slick roads being much more careful than normal. He repeatedly shifted his eyes from the road to the rearview mirror, glancing at his new grandson in the backseat with his wife and daughter.

When they finally arrived at the farm, Seth took the carrier from Joanne and took Mike into the house. Rich took Joanne's arm and helped her, as their mom brought in the bags and things from the hospital. Once in the house, Joanne and her brother took of their heavy winter coats and went to find their new son. Seth was in the living room, sitting in the rocking chair with Mike in his arms.

Betty came into the room put her arms around her children and watched as her husband rocked and talked to the baby. When the infant began to cry, Joanne walked over to her dad and took her newborn son into her arms. She sat on the couch, groaning from the discomfort she was still experiencing, and rocked the tiny baby in her arms. When Mike continued to fuss, Joanne unbuttoned her shirt, pulled one of her bra cups down, and held him to her breast.

Rich sat down next to his sister and put his arm around her shoulder. He took his son's hand in his and gazed at the tiny fingers and thumb. Stroking the back of the baby's head with his fingertips, he looked into Joanne's eyes and smiled.

"Happy birthday, Daddy," Joanne said to Rich as Mike suckled her.

Rich's eyes filled with tears of joy as he rested his head on Joanne's shoulder and looked down at the junction of her breast and his son's mouth. He watched as the baby's cheeks pulled in and listened to the sound of his sucking. He was experiencing feelings that he never knew existed. Filled with pride and love, Rich kept his eyes glued on his sister and son. Tears flowed from his eyes and his heart pounded in his chest as he studied the beautiful sight before his eyes.

Betty stood next to her husband with her hand on his shoulder as they watched their children care for the new baby. Seth put his hand on top of hers and squeezed it, acknowledging the wonderful view they both enjoyed. Tears filled Betty's eyes as she watched and she tried to blink them away.

"Aren't they beautiful, Betty?" Seth said softly.

"Yes, Seth, they're beautiful, all three of them. How does it feel to be a grandpa?"

Seth pulled Betty onto his lap, circled her waist with his arms, and said, "It feels wonderful to be a grandpa, I just don't know about sleeping with a grandma."

Betty smacked his arm playfully and whispered into his ear, "You keep that up and you'll never know."

The two proud grandparents began to chuckle, but stopped when Joanne looked at them and shook her head. The baby had fallen asleep in her arms and she didn't want it to wakeup. Whispering to Rich, she handed him the infant and fixed her shirt. They both stood up and told their parents they were going to take him upstairs and put him to bed. Joanne walked behind her brother as the two siblings headed up to their bedroom and placed Mike in his cradle.

Sitting on their bed, Joanne and Rich watched their son sleep and talked about the future. They held hands as they talked of days to come and all the things they would do for the child. As they watched him sleep, Joanne put her hand on Rich's thigh and rubbed him.

"You do know that someday we'll have to move away from the farm don't you, Rich? I want us to live as husband and wife and we can't do that here. I want our son to be able to grow up and have friends and not have to worry that someone finds out we're brother and sister."

"I know, Jo. I have been thinking about that too. I hope it won't be too hard on Dad and Mom when it happens. I hope that Dad will sell the farm and we can all move away together."

"That would be great, Rich," Joanne said as she stood up and began to remove the clothes she had worn home from the hospital. "I would love to have the family close too, but we must think about Michael first. If they will sell the farm that's good, but if they won't, we have to be ready to move on."

Rich watched Joanne as she stripped down to her panties and bra. She removed the maternity bra her mom bought her and lifted her milk-laden breasts with her hands.

"I wish I didn't have to wear a bra, my tits feel so much better without one."

Rich looked at her breasts, estimating they were almost twice as large as they were before. He glanced down to her stomach and noticed the loose skin around her waist.

"Don't wear one," Rich said, adding. "I can't believe how big your tits are, Jo, they're huge!"

"I have to wear a bra, Rich. My tits are leaking. Don't get too used to my big boobs, buddy, they'll get smaller pretty soon, and I'll be the same old Joanne."

Rich grinned as he watched her fasten another bra over her breasts and put a flannel nightgown on.

"I love you no matter what size your tits are, Jo," Rich said and then paused for a moment. "Jo, how long do we have to wait until we can make love again?"

Joanne started to laugh and pushed the bedroom door closed all the way. She sat back down on the bed and put her hand on his leg.

"Mom says that as soon as I feel up to it, Rich. My pussy is pretty sore right now, but Mom said that it doesn't last long."

"You asked mom when we could fuck again!"

"No silly, but she told me. She said it was only a couple of weeks after you were born when she and dad did it."

"Two weeks huh? Well it's a good thing we have sheep in the barn," Rich said and then he chuckled.

Joanne giggled and put her hand on his crotch. She squeezed him firmly and said, "If I catch you fucking anyone or thing besides me, I'll cut your dick off and you'll have to sit to piss."

Feeling him become erect as she massaged his crotch, Joanne giggled. "You're always horny aren't you?"

"Most of the time, but it's all your fault, Jo. If you weren't so damn sexy and good looking it would be a lot easier to control myself."

Kissing him, Joanne pulled at the zipper on his jeans. When she got it all the way down, she fumbled with his belt and button. Once his pants were open, she stood up in front of him and pulled him to his feet. Gripping the waistband of his blue jeans, she worked them down his legs and off his feet. She pulled his boxers down, wrapped her hand around his penis and stroked him. Dropping to her knees, Joanne took his member into her mouth and rubbed the bulbous head with her tongue.

"Mmmm," Joanne said. "I can't remember how long it's been since I tasted your big cock."

"Three weeks, two days, and about six hours!" Rich chuckled as she took him back into her mouth.

Joanne pulled off his throbbing penis and looked up at him as she rubbed the hot shaft on her cheek. "Wow, that's a long time. I hope I can remember how to give you a blowjob—if you want one."

Rich put his hands on he sides of her head and moved her mouth to his penis. She opened her mouth, took him in until he was at the opening of her throat, and clamped her lips around his throbbing cock.

"It's just like riding a bike, Jo, you never forget how."

Joanne moaned around him and began to bob her head and pump her hand on his shaft. It was only a few minutes before Rich let out a low groan and his penis erupted in her mouth. Joanne swallowed as fast as she could, but wasn't able to keep some of his salty cum from running out of the corners of her mouth. When he stopped throbbing and his semen stopped flowing, she removed his penis from her mouth.

Using one hand to squeegee the cum from the side of her face and into her mouth, she kept the other warped around his still firm penis. She looked up at his pleasure filled face and giggled.

"Holy shit, Rich! It felt like you shot a gallon of cum into my mouth. How long has it been since this thing went off?"

"Three weeks, two days, and about six hours," Rich repeated.

"You mean you didn't even play with it?"

"Nope, I was waiting for you."

Joanne kissed his penis on the tip, rolled her tongue around the ridge and then stood up. She put her arms around him and hugged him tightly.

"You're so sweet to me, Rich, I love you so much."

They remained in one another's arms until the baby began to stir. Breaking their embrace, Joanne went the cradle and slipped her finger into Mike's diaper.

"Want to learn how to change your son, Daddy?" Joanne said.

"Sure do, Sis. What do I have to do?"

Joanne showed Rich how to change the baby's wet diaper and clean him. She explained about his newly circumcised penis and showed him how to care for it. Once the baby was changed and back in his cradle, Joanne and Rich went downstairs to eat.

"I changed Mike's diaper," Rich announced proudly as he walked into the kitchen. "It was easy."

"That's good, Rich," Betty said. "It's important to learn how to take care of him. Joanne won't always be around to do it."

After supper, the family sat in the family room watching television. Joanne would jump up every few minutes and run half way up the stairs, stop and listen, and then return.

"Why don't you just go and get him," Betty said, after her daughter returned from her fourth trip up the stairs.

Joanne nodded and went up to her room to get her baby. She went back to the living room and handed Mike to her mom when she asked for him. Seth took a camera out of a cupboard and took several pictures of his grandson in his wife's arms. At about eight o'clock, the baby began to fuss and Betty handed him to Joanne.

Unbuttoning her nightgown and pulling down her bra, Joanne put her child to her breast and fed him. When her father asked if he could take a picture, Joanne agreed as long as her boob didn't show. Pointing the camera at his daughter and grandson, he took several shots from different angles, being careful not to capture his daughter's breast on film.

When the baby began crying in the middle of the night, Rich jumped out of bed and ran to the cradle.

"What's wrong with him, Jo? His diaper is dry."

Joanne sat up in bed and said, "He's hungry, Rich, bring him over here and I'll feed him."

Rich reached into the cradle and picked up the baby while Joanne pulled her nightgown off her shoulders and let it gather at her waist. She removed her bra and held out her arms for her son and Rich handed him to her. He watched as Mike latched onto one of Joanne's nipples and began to feed.

"I've got two tits, Rich, want to try my milk?"

Moving next to his sister, he took her free nipple into his mouth and began to suck on it. When her breast milk touched his tongue, he winced and pulled away.

"It's kind of bitter, Jo, I think I'll just let Mike have it."

Joanne nodded and giggled. "Okay, Rich."

Over the next couple of weeks, the family developed a routine. Everyone adapted to having an infant in the house and pitched in to help where they could. They began to give the baby a bottle for its midday feeding, allowing Joanne to return to school.

Four weeks after the birth of their baby, Rich and Joanne were lying together in bed. She had just finished feeding Mike and put him back into his cradle. After standing above the baby's bed and staring at him for several minutes, she returned to bed.

Like she had done on several other nights, Joanne crawled between her brother's legs and pulled his penis out of his boxers. She stroked it until it was erect and smiled.

"Time for my feeding, Rich," Joanne said as she lowered her head and took his cock into her mouth.

Holding his testicles in her hand, Joanne slowly moved her mouth over her brother's penis. He groaned and stroked her head as she rubbed her tongue against the thick vein on the underside of his penis. After she sucked him for a little while, she removed her mouth and crawled up next to him.

Removing her panties, Joanne said, "I want to try this, Rich, please be gentle."

Rich smiled and moved between her wide spread legs. He leaned over and kissed her crotch, wetting her opening with his tongue. After nibbling on her clit, he moved up and used his hand to place the head of his cock at the entrance to her vagina. Pushing slowly, he heard Joanne moan as his member slid effortlessly into her for the first time in almost three months.

Joanne lay still and allowed herself to become accustom to his penis. She moved her hips slightly and when she didn't feel any discomfort, she wrapper her arms around Rich's neck and pulled his head down.

"Go ahead and move a little," Joanne moaned. "It doesn't hurt at all."

Rich pulled back and then pushed back into her slowly. When she didn't complain, he began to pump in and out of her.

"Oh yes, Rich," Joanne groaned. "That feels so good. It's been so long since I've felt your cock in my pussy. Please fuck me, Sweetie, fuck me hard."

Rich began to move faster and Joanne humped up to meet his thrusts. It was only a few minutes later when he began to cum and send his semen into her. Completely spent, Rich stopped moving, rose up on his extended arms, and looked down into her face.

"I'm sorry, Jo, I couldn't help it. I tried to hold off, but I just couldn't. It's so exciting to be back in you."

Joanne pulled him back down to her and hooked her legs over his. "That's okay, Rich, you'll just have to do it again."

Rich chuckled and felt her flexing her vagina muscles against his penis. He never completely lost his erection and began to move again. As he slid his cock in and out of her vagina, Joanne wiggled below him to improve the contact with her clit.

"Yes, yes, yes," Joanne chanted as Rich increased his tempo and began to thrust harder and harder against her splayed crotch.

Joanne unwrapped her legs from his and put her feet on the bed with her knees bent. She humped up into Rich's thrusts as his penis glided in and out of her cum slick tunnel. The room filled with the sounds of their slapping flesh and the wet squishing of their coupling. She felt her stomach begin to tighten and her vagina quiver as her orgasm approached.

"Harder, Rich! Fuck me harder!" Joanne groaned in a deep throaty voice. "Shove your cock in me and make me cum."

Rich slipped his hands under her shoulders palms up. He gripped her for leverage and began to push in, grind his pubic bone against hers and then pull back until only the head of his penis was still in her. Slamming his hips forward, he repeated the process until he felt his sister's body begin to shake and her vagina contract around him.

Joanne's legs came up off the bed and began to flail around as her orgasm consumed her. She twisted and shuddered on the bed below her brother until her climax peaked and she went limp. Rich slowed the pace of his motion, but continued to slide his member in her hot quivering vagina.

"Please stop, Rich," Joanne said. "I can't take anymore. I can't do it any longer right now."

Rich felt his balls tighten as he withdrew his member from her vagina and the moment he cleared her opening, he began to spew his cum on her belly and crotch. He pushed forward so most of his semen would land on her instead of the bed. When his cock stopped pulsing, he rolled onto his side next to her.

Joanne felt his cum on her belly and used her hand to smear it around. She turned her head and kissed his cheek, tasting the saltiness of his perspiration.

"Get me a towel please, I need to clean up," Joanne whispered in his ear.

Rich nodded, got up and went to the bathroom. He returned with a warm wet washcloth and a dry towel and began to wipe up his sister's body. When he was finished, he kissed her mons, pulling her pubic hair with his lips.

"Are you going to shave down there again now that you've had the baby, Jo? I kind of liked it when you did it before."

"If you want me too I will," Joanne panted, still out of breath from their lovemaking.

After resting, they dressed, checked on Mike and went to bed. Rich snuggled up to Joanne and kissed the back of her neck. She wiggled against him and put her hand on his hip.

"Night, Rich," Joanne said as she rubbed his hip.

"Goodnight, Jo, see you in the morning."

By the first of May, the baby was sleeping through the night. Joanne continued to breast feed Mike when she wasn't in school. As the weather changed from the cold of winter to spring, she began to take the infant outside. Rich and Joanne took their son out to the barn and kept him near as they did the chores. Seth had bought a backpack carrier for his grandson and Rich loaded the boy into it every chance he could.

In mid May, school ended and the two siblings were back to their summer routine. Betty took care of the baby during the day so Joanne and Rich could help their father on the farm.

The last week of August, Joanne missed her period and began feeling sick in the morning.

"You two are going to have another baby?" Betty said as she listened to her daughter explain her condition.

"Yes mom. I'm pretty sure I'm pregnant again. My period should have started this week and it hasn't," Joanne told her.

On the twentieth of May, Joanne gave birth to a baby girl. They named her Kathleen Marie, using their mother and grandmother's middle names. Seth took to his new granddaughter just as he did with Michael.

For the next few months' things were strained around the farm. Joanne was forced to stay home and take care of the two small children. She did her schoolwork at the house, her brother taking it back and forth. Rich helped as much as he could, dividing his time between school, the farm, and his family.

By July, the new baby was sleeping through the night. Rich and Joanne were living more like a husband and wife than siblings. Betty and Seth helped their children raise the kids, offering support and suggestions.

August was a very hot dry month and the crops suffered. Seth pumped water from the creek onto the garden, but the corn stunted by the lack of rain. On one afternoon, Rich and Joanne took their children down to the swimming hole. They sat under the large tree and had a picnic. Stripping off their clothing and their children's, they waded out into the water.

The two small children laughed as Rich and Joanne splashed cool water on their bodies and lowered them into the pond.

"Do you think our kids will ever be as close as we are, Rich?" Joanne asked as she bounced Kathy in the water.

Rich laughed and said, "Are you asking me if I think Mike and Kathy are going to fuck each other?"

"Yeah, I guess I am."

"How would I know, Jo? We didn't really plan it you know. I'm glad we did though, I can't think of anyone I would rather spend my life with."

The two young parents carried their children back to the blanket and laid them down. Joanne covered them with towels, patting their bodies dry. Rich sat near his sister and the infants, watching. He placed his hands on the ground behind him and leaned back.

Within minutes, the two children were asleep and Joanne moved over to her brother. She stretched out on her back, rested her head on his thigh and gazed at their sleeping children.

"Are you happy, Rich, really happy?" Joanne asked as she rolled to look up at her brother.

"Yes, Jo, I'm happy. Why do you ask?"

"I have been thinking about what has happened over the last couple of years, what happened to us and how things have changed. We are going to miss out on a lot of things other kids do at our age and I'm afraid that you'll start regretting what we did."

Rich ran his fingers through her damp hair, brushing it away from her forehead. He thought for a moment and smiled.

"Before I answer your question, let me ask you the same one. Do you regret getting pregnant and having Mike and Kathy? Are you sorry you aren't going to get to do the things you're talking about?"

"Maybe, Rich, I always wanted to go the prom and have dates with the boys at school. It's not that I don't love you, Rich, or that I don't want to be with you forever, it's just that I guess I'll always wonder how things would have been."

Kathy began to fuss and Joanne went over and picked her up. She lay back down next to Rich, held the tiny girl to her breast and watched as Kathy began to nurse. Rich felt his chest swell with pride as he stared at his infant daughter suckling his sister's breast. Reaching out, he stroked the back of Kathy's head and felt tears well up in his eyes.