Chapter 5

After breakfast, Morgan and I retired to my room, mostly so that we could order Christmas gifts on my PC. Even so, she managed to be as charming and enticing as ever, running her fingers through my hair, putting her arms around my waist, breathing hot and heavy on my neck. I did my best to avoid too much distraction, so I could place the orders in question. Even so, it was more than a little challenging for me at times.

“Morgan, as much as I enjoy your attention, if you don’t want me to fuck up your Christmas gift from me, you might want to be careful,” I half-seriously warned my sister.

“Oh, I appreciate that. I just want to make sure that I get the Christmas present that I want most from you, even if it takes nine months to arrive,” Morgan made her meaning rather plain, of course.

“You’re really in earnest about getting preggers, aren’t you, baby?” I teased my little sister.

“What do you think?” Morgan winked at me before she yanked my jammies down to free my private parts.

“You know, sucking it won’t make babies, sis,” I needled her a little more.

“No, but it will get you nice and hard so we can do things that DO make babies!” Morgan snickered as she began bobbing up and down on my cock.

“Damn, sis, you’re really hot and bothered ... is it because you know that Daddy’s cool with it or is it something else? Is it the thought of telling Cassie that you’re knocked up, so she’ll want me to knock her up?” I taunted Morgan about that prospect.

“And Bianca. Don’t forget Bianca! I’m gonna love watching your spawn form inside three different baby mamas and form baby bumps in all three of us. We’ll have a lot in common then and they’ll be part of the family, too, after that! Imagine what a big, happy tribe we’ll be after that!” Morgan suggested as she kept sucking me off.

“Damn, you’re adorable like that!” I told her as I finalized the last order.

Sure enough, Morgan got up and wrapped herself around me while I stood between the computer and the bed. I sat down and she knocked me onto my bed. Then she pulled my shirt off and mounted me with little effort, clearly intent upon riding me and draining my balls all over again. She was definitely a passionate one, my little sister, full of that Celtic fire, very much the redhead.

I grabbed Morgan’s cheeks and spread them playfully to finger her butt while she rode me, sliding up and down on my dick. She also leaned over to kiss my face all over and press her breasts to my chest. Then she invaded my mouth with her tongue and we made out while we fucked cowgirl-style. My fingers were still up her ass, the palms of my hands keeping her cheeks apart. She moaned and shivered while I impaled her with my cock, going deeper with every last stroke.

“You really want me to breed you, don’t you, sis?” I teased Morgan as she bounced repeatedly on my prick.

“Oh, yes, bro! Knock. Me. Up! Breed me! Fucking breed me already! I badly want to have your baby! Or babies! I would love to have twins with you! Maybe that’s two much to ask, but that’s my dream at least!” Morgan punned as she rode me harder and I kept playing with her booty.

“Cute pun there! Almost as cute as that sweet tush of yours! Do you like having my fingers probe your asshole like an alien’s?” I taunted Morgan as we humped furiously on my bed.

“Fuck, yeah! Fuck meeee!” Morgan shouted, “shag me harder! Put that bun in my oven, bro! Dig your fingers deeper in my arse, too!”

We lost all self-restraint, both of us cumming in a fury. I erupted inside her tight, teenage twat, even as she creamed herself on my rod. She kissed me very hard and then shoved her tits in my face to thank me for screwing her again so enthusiastically. I started to pull my fingers from her cornhole, but she shook her head and clenched her butt muscles to keep my digits inside her backdoor. Morgan creamed herself all over again from the ass play as I bottomed out inside her rump. Then she let my fingers escape and pulled them up to lick them from her own bum.

“My arse isn’t so bad, is it? Pretty tasty, I think! Wanna taste it?” Morgan asked me before she stuck her own fingers back there and then slipped them into my open mouth.

It wasn’t bad at all. Morgan must keep her anus clean as a whistle or something, though I didn’t know what was particularly clean about a whistle. It was another example of what I loved about Morgan. She was playful and fun, yes, but she was in deadly earnest about serving as well as pleasing me. What a girl! I kissed her hungrily on the lips and she kissed back with a fervor before letting me get up for some pot. I could really use some weed to chill a bit after a helluva morning like this.

So far, we had been busted by Dad, had a serious talk to him about our future and mine with Cassie, learned more about his past with Mom and Morgan’s mother, and found out that he was now engaged to Patty. We were going to have a new stepmother as of next year and I didn’t realize that things with that Canadian cutie had progressed that far just yet. I just hoped that it worked out with Dad and she instead of having another relationship break down for him.

Dad didn’t always have the best of luck with women. I still wasn’t sure if things could have worked out with Dad and Morgan’s mother, given her promiscuous nature. Dad was pretty open-minded, never a prude (hence his attitude about Morgan and me ... and Cassie), but he never struck me as a libertine himself. How would he have handled a more wanton, libidinous lady such as Morgan’s mother, Teagan? I had real doubts, but he only said that he would have liked to attempt it, nothing further than that. It was moot, anyhow, with her being dead. At least she wasn’t a crook like Mom.