Chapter 2: Next Morning Romp

Elizabeth woke slowly as the early morning sun streamed through the large windows of the master bedroom, painting the room in soft golden light. She stretched languidly, a radiant smile spreading across her face as she remembered the news from last night.

She was pregnant.

Her hand drifted lovingly over her still-flat stomach as she rose from bed. Marcus was already in the shower, the sound of running water echoing from the bathroom. Feeling light and playful, she slipped into her favorite lacy white teddy — the one that barely reached the tops of her thighs and clung deliciously to her full breasts — before heading downstairs to make coffee.

As she passed the kids’ rooms, she noticed both beds were empty. That was normal for Ethan — he often crashed in his barn loft after long days. But Isabella’s bed was also untouched.

“Ethan?” she called out softly, not wanting to wake the whole house.

No answer.

She picked up the old house phone in the hallway and dialed the extension to the barn loft.

Up in the loft, the phone rang three times.

Ethan groaned, still half-asleep, his powerful body stretching lazily. He felt something incredibly warm and tight wrapped around his cock. Without thinking, he thrust his hips forward, pushing deeper into the silky, wet heat as he reached over and grabbed the phone.

“Uh ... hello?” he mumbled, voice deep and rough with sleep.

“Ethan, sweetie,” Elizabeth’s warm voice came through. “Is your sister with you?”

Ethan blinked slowly, still not fully awake. He groaned again and stretched, instinctively rolling his hips and driving his thick cock even deeper into the incredibly tight cunt gripping him. He finally looked down.

Isabella was spooned tightly against him, completely impaled on his morning-hard cock.

“Yeah, Mom ... she’s here,” he said, voice still heavy with sleep. “Must have crawled into my bed while I was asleep.”

“Aww,” Elizabeth cooed warmly on the other end. “She hasn’t done that since you two were little. Guess her being pregnant made her need her little brother for some emotional comfort. That’s so sweet.”

Ethan was much more awake now.

The realization hit him like a drug — his naked big sister, pregnant with his baby, was wrapped around his cock, her tight pussy stretched obscenely around his thick shaft. The thought made his cock throb violently inside her.

He started moving — slow, tender rolls of his hips, gently fucking her while still on the phone with their mother.

“Yeah ... she seemed pretty emotional last night,” he murmured, keeping his voice steady as he slid in and out of Isabella’s soaked pussy with long, luxurious strokes.

Isabella’s eyes fluttered open. For a split second she looked confused, then her face twisted in shock and overwhelming pleasure as she realized her little brother’s massive cock was buried balls-deep inside her.

She bit her lip hard, struggling to stay quiet while Ethan slowly wrecked her pussy with those deep, loving thrusts. Her hand flew up to cover her mouth as a muffled whimper escaped her.

Ethan smiled against her neck, still talking casually to their mom.

Ethan kept his slow, deep rhythm as he spoke to his mother, his thick cock sliding in and out of Isabella’s impossibly tight, soaking pussy with long, luxurious strokes.

“Yeah, Mom ... she was pretty emotional last night, we all were.” he said casually, voice low and slightly husky. He rolled his hips forward, burying every inch of his fat 10-inch cock into his sister’s clenching heat. Isabella’s eyes rolled back, her face buried deep in his pillow to muffle the desperate moan that tried to escape.

Elizabeth’s voice was warm and affectionate on the line. “Poor thing. With everything that happened yesterday ... the three of us all pregnant at once ... it’s a lot. I’m glad she went to you. You’ve always been her safe place.”

Ethan smiled, thrusting a little deeper. “Mmm ... yeah. I’ve got her.” His free hand slid up Isabella’s body, cupping one of her breasts and pinching her stiff nipple as he ground against her ass.

Isabella whimpered into the pillow, her pussy spasming hard around him. She came suddenly — a silent, shaking orgasm that made her toes curl and her walls flutter wildly around his cock.

Ethan continued talking like nothing was happening. “So ... how are you feeling this morning? Still glowing?”

Elizabeth laughed softly. “I feel wonderful, actually. A little nauseous, but mostly just ... happy. Excited. Like the whole house feels different now.”

He changed positions smoothly, rolling Isabella onto her stomach without pulling out. He mounted her from behind, pressing her down into the mattress as he started fucking her with deeper, more powerful strokes. The wet, obscene sound of his heavy balls slapping against her soaked pussy filled the loft.

Isabella grabbed the pillow with both hands and screamed into it as another orgasm tore through her.