Chapter 3

Each morning my gorgeous blonde half-sister ate breakfast with me and our girlfriends, then licked and sucked my cock until I was completely and utterly spent. I didn’t know what she did when she was away from home during the day. Mostly, I was too tired and happy to think about it much. One of the best mornings of my life was the day she discovered she had another special talent. “Good news, big brother. Since I’m an Immortal I can go without air a really long time. I tried holding my breath last night and didn’t even feel uncomfortable for an hour. Let me swallow the head of your dick and I’ll deep throat you for as long as you want.”

GAWDS! It was far better than I even have words for! I must have fucked her wonderful mouth and throat for at least twenty minutes, before squirting my cum directly into her stomach. It probably drained half my life force each time, but it became almost a morning routine.

One day she suggested, “We can’t get legally married ‘cause we’re related, but do you want to say we are? If I promise to give you all the sex you want for the rest of your life, will you call me your wife? Promise to be faithful, love me and only fuck me?”

“I ... I ah ... I know you need lots of sex, but will you love me too? Always love me?”

“The only other people I’ve loved were Dad and that tall neighbor guy with the huge dong. What was his name?”

“I don’t remember.”

“It doesn’t matter now. I’ve always loved you and I’ll love you forever. I do. Now get your shorts off so I can ride you.”

As she impaled her pussy on my rod, I declared, “I do too! I love you so much! Forever!”

The next day she came home wearing a wedding ring and gave me one. She was my wife and sister! We were married! At least in our own minds. I don’t recall their names now, but the lesbian virgins my sister had helped me impregnate spent half the spring and most of the summer eating junk food and drinking beer while watching television in the living room. They also smoked a lot of weed and regular cigarettes. A few times a day they snorted some kind of fine beige powder.

Seeing them sucking on cigarettes tempted me to ask them for blowjobs, until I remembered how tired I felt and how much better Shana was at oral. I spent most of my days sexually exhausted, sitting in a recliner in the living room. I watched TV for hours and hours, and once in a while I enjoyed seeing my ‘baby mama’s’ making out or fingering each other on the couch.

When my succubus sister got home we’d all eat dinner together, then Vicky and Kaley would watch me buttfuck Shana until I was tired enough to fall asleep. I’d also enjoy watching Shana lick one of their pussies from time to time.

One night I asked Shana, “Isn’t it bad for the babies if the girls smoke, drink, and do drugs when they’re pregnant?”

She kissed me and explained, “Since they will be succubi, it’s actually good for them. They need to be as corrupt as possible before they get shelled.”

“Shelled?”

“I wasn’t born, I hatched from an egg. Remember?”

My sleepy mind had nearly forgotten. “Oh, yeah. When do they get shells?”

“Pretty soon. I can’t wait to lay eggs and grow a tail!”

I asked in surprise, “TAIL?”

“Don’t worry about it. Next week you and I are going to look at a college. You should get a degree so you can make lots of money and support us, right?”

I felt a mental PUSH and agreed, “Yeah, degree.”