Loving My Niece
Copyright© 2026 by Lubrican
Chapter 2
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 2 - My sister got pregnant at sixteen and the father disappeared. Our parents weren't all that helpful. So, when I went to college I offered to let her and my niece live with me. She was appreciative. She was so appreciative that she decided I was the only man who had truly loved her. So, one night, she came to my room, took off her nightgown and … I guess you'll have to read the story to find out what happened then.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fiction Incest Brother Sister Uncle Niece First Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy
We both turned to see Megan standing there. She had one hand on her hip but she didn’t look angry.
“I know it feels good, Lori, but that’s no reason to curse. Got it?”
“Yes, Mamma,” panted the naked teenager. My hand was still covering her pussy and I slid it back up, over her sparsely-haired mons to her abdomen.
“Bob? I would prefer you don’t use that on my daughter.” She pointed toward my boner.
“I wasn’t going to,” I said.
“He’s telling the truth,” said Lori. “I’m supposed to give him a blow job, now.”
“I see,” said Megan.
“I wasn’t that specific,” I said. “I was thinking more along the lines of a hand job, but I won’t turn down a blow job.”
“You will get neither from her,” Megan said. “Come to the bedroom with me.”
I got off of Lori’s bed and followed her mother to the master bedroom, where we slept every night. She was dressed in a T shirt and shorts, which she shucked efficiently. She reached behind her to undo her bra and then pushed her panties down. She got on the bed and crooked a finger at me.
“You should use that on me, instead of her,” she said.
“Mom! Not fair!” complained Lori. “You said I could explore and now you’re taking him away from me!”
“You can explore when you’re not so close to your fertile time of the month,” said Megan.
“Mom, our cycles are the same. If I’m too close then you’re too close, too.”
“If I have his baby it won’t be the end of the world and it won’t take away a bunch of my options,” she said.
My penis jerked. Megan had been on the pill ever since we started having sex. Was she off of it, now? If she was, why hadn’t she told me?
“You can watch,” said Megan. “This time you don’t have to peek through a doorway.”
Lori did scurry in, still naked, and lean down by her mother’s shoulder to watch as I lined up my cock with Megan’s pussy. When it started going in both Megan and her daughter groaned.
“How can that not hurt?” moaned Lori.
“She was made for this,” I said. “So were you. When the time comes and I slide into your pretty, virgin pussy, you’ll love it. I promise.”
“Don’t tease her, Bob,” said Megan.
“I’m not teasing. She’s the one who decides when that happens.” I bounced on Megan’s clit a few times. “In consultation with you, of course.”
“You feel extra good,” she panted. “I wonder if it’s because I’m jealous of my own daughter.”
“You? Jealous? Of me?” Lori giggled.
“You don’t have stretch marks and your boobs don’t sag,” said Megan.
“I love your stretch marks and your boobs,” I said. “Is it possible you’re going to let me make more stretch marks and fill your boobs up with milk again?”
“It was supposed to be a surprise,” she gasped.
“It is,” I said. “Really? Can I breed you?”
“I’m not a horse, Bob,” she growled.
“You’re a beautiful mare who runs free and I am your stallion,” I said.
“And I’m a pony,” said Lori.
“You’re more of a filly,” I said. “You’re close to being breedable, but you need a little more time frisking around in the pasture.”
“Well, that’s not fair,” said the teen, who was no longer frightened in any way. “If my mother’s tummy is going to get all big with a baby inside, I think mine should be that way, too. We could have our babies together and raise them together.”
“You’ve poisoned her mind,” complained Megan, who was breathing faster and faster.
“I might have poisoned her pussy, but her mind is fine,” I said.
“Oh, Bob, please don’t get my baby pregnant!” she whined.
“Let’s work on getting you pregnant,” I said. “Then we can talk about Lori.”
“I’m going to cum!” yipped Megan. “You really can, big brother. You can shoot your baby in my belly. I’m ready. I’ve resisted it all these years, but I think I always wanted to have your baby in my womb ever since that first night you made love to me.”
She started shaking and gasping. I turned my head to see Lori using two fingers to fuck her own pussy as she watched.
Then I spermed my sister, hoping I was knocking her up with twins.
That wasn’t new, either, but I’d never thought it could actually happen before this.
The genie was out of the bottle now that I knew Megan was fertile and Lori wanted to play housewife. Megan was firm, though. She said Lori had to finish high school before she could even think about having a baby. I know this probably sounds outlandish to you, but having money in the bank and more coming in on a regular basis allows you to think about the future in a different way than people who don’t have those resources. Lori was going to be able to do anything she wanted to when she got out of high school. If she wanted to go to college, she could. If she wanted to ask people if they wanted fries with that, then she could. If she wanted to have a baby ... my baby ... then she could. She would not be allowed to let some random male pin her to the bed and try to fertilize her. If she wanted to have a serious boyfriend then I would vet him and if I thought he actually loved her, then I’d back off. If I didn’t think he really loved her, then I’d make his life so miserable he’d run the other way.
So Megan laid down the rules and I was expected to abide by them.
Lori, of course, ignored her mother. She sat on my lap and wiggled. She kissed me goodnight with kisses that lasted a full minute. She asked me to tuck her in and pulled my finger to her pussy so she could have an orgasm. She also, apparently, hounded her mother. Megan seemed tense one night and said we needed to have a family meeting after supper.
When we gathered, Megan paced. She finally turned to face me.
“My daughter will not leave me alone about being allowed to make love with you.”
“I see.” I looked at Lori, who did not look embarrassed or shy at all. She also wasn’t blushing.
“I refuse to let her game the system,” said Megan. “I will not put her on birth control until she goes to college. If she wants to act like a big girl she can deal with big girl consequences. I had to when I was roughly her age and now she is going to have to, as well.”
“I see,” I said again. Megan went on.
“She has it in her mind that she wants to finish high school online. She has two friends who are doing that and they’re almost a year ahead of their peers. The diploma is just as good as a traditional one. She seems to think that if she gets pregnant, going to school this way will be better.”
“How about we just don’t get you pregnant,” I said, looking at Lori.
“Mom is pregnant!” she blurted.
Megan whirled and yelled. She had wanted to tell me, herself. I got up and slid my hands around her and cupped her breasts. I put my chin on her shoulder.
“I think I already knew,” I said, softly.
Now she whirled in my arms and stared up at me.
“How?” She said.
“You taste different,” I said. “You’ve been very excited the last few days. When were you going to break the news?”
“After the doctor says it’s real,” she says. “My irritating daughter just couldn’t keep her mouth shut, though.”
“I’m sorry!” yipped Lori. “I know you’re so excited and you want this so much. I’m just excited for you.”
“I’m excited, too,” I said. “I’ve never been a daddy before.”
“You might as well have been my daddy,” said Lori. She looked at her mother. “I’m sorry, but it’s true.”
“I know it is, Baby,” said Megan. “I’m glad you felt like you had a dad as you grew up.”
“I fell in love with him and wanted to marry him just like Jenny Thompson did at her house,” said Lori.
“Well, you can’t marry him. I can’t either.”
She left me and went to her daughter.
“We can both make love with him, though.”
“Really? Do you mean it?”
“I want to be there the first time,” said Megan. “I want to make sure it goes okay.”
“Okay,” said Lori. “Tonight?”
Megan looked at me. I shrugged.
“All she has to do is sit on my lap and I’m ready to go,” I said.
“I know!” said Lori. “It’s so much fun to make him hard.”
“You need to be careful about that,” said Megan. “You’re going to find out tonight where that leads.”
Lori was told to go take her shower and then get on her bed, naked. After she left Megan clung to me and cried, softly.
“I’m not ready for her to grow up, yet,” she moaned.
“She’s not really growing up,” I said. “She’s not going anywhere. Tomorrow she’ll be the same daughter you had today.”
“No, she won’t,” she sniffed. “Tomorrow she’s going to have your semen running out of her pussy.”
“I imagine it will soak in during the night,” I said.