Chapter 22

"Dannie?" Ken called as he rapped on the door of his sisters' room. The door opened at his soft tap and he opened the door wider when he heard his sister answer.

"Come on in, Kenny," she called, "mom left just a few minutes ago so we're safe."

Ken entered the room Dannie shared with her older sister Mary and walked across the carpet to where he saw his younger sister's blond curls bouncing above the back of the chair at her computer desk. "I know mom left," he said as he reached Dannie and looked down to see that she'd pushed the top of her pajamas up to expose her tiny but growing breasts, and down to expose her bald dripping pussy. Between Dannie's little titties and engorged slit he could see the slight bulge where their baby was growing in his sister's belly. "I was in the kitchen when mom left, she said something about a late meeting this afternoon. She also said that she was going to stop and pick up dinner tonight so we don't have to worry about that."

"Good," Dannie said as she used her left hand to play with her pussy while the left one was occupied with her computer mouse. "Kenny, I think you'll want to see this e-mail I've been reading."

"Oh?" Ken asked, pulling his gaze away from his sister's hot body and turning to the computer screen instead. "Who's it from?"

"Actually there's two e-mails I want you to see," Dannie said as she pulled up the first one so her brother could read it over her shoulder. "Before I left camp Beth gave me the e-mail address for Jake's little sister Karen and I've been exchanging e-mails with her for the last couple weeks. It took me a few letters to build up to it but I finally told her about my pregnancy and told her I knew about Jake knocking up her and her mom."

"Did you tell her the truth about your pregnancy?" Ken asked as he grabbed Mary's chair and rolled it around so he could sit down as he read the e-mail on the screen.

"See for yourself," Dannie said as Ken read the e-mail for himself. "Originally I let her think her brother was the one who knocked me up, but after a while I realized that she was intelligent enough to catch on to the truth so I told her the truth in my last e-mail, and this was her response."

"Neat," Ken said with a chuckle as he read Karen's e-mail. "She says she doesn't have a problem with you tormenting Jake the way you are - as long as you don't hit him up for child support."

"And Mary and I certainly don't have any plans along those lines," Dannie said with a chuckle of her own. "Do you see what she says about Jake's highschool girlfriend?"

"Let's see," Ken said with a slight frown as he reached for the mouse and shifted the page up and down until he found the proper paragraph. "Is this it? Where she talks about Jamie?"

"Yeah, that's her," Dannie said as Ken read over her shoulder.

"According to this," Ken said thoughtfully, "the reason Jamie broke up with Jake wasn't because he knocked her up, it was because he refused to wear a condom when she asked him to. Does that make sense to you? I mean, she's pregnant because Jake refused to wear a condom when he fucked her, but she's not upset that he knocked her up?"

"It does make a crazy kind of logic," Dannie said with a puzzled shrug. "From what Karen says it sounds like Jamie doesn't mind having a baby, her problem is that Jake didn't do what she told him to. That's why she broke up with him even before she found out she was pregnant."

"As long as it makes sense to you," Ken said with a confused shake of his head. "What about the other e-mail you mentioned?"

"That ones from my bunkmate Kathy," Dannie said, calling up the other e-mail so her brother could read it as she spoke. "She says that when she got home her brother was waiting for her and practically tore her clothes off before he threw her on the floor and fucked her raw."

"I see that," Ken said, "she says it wasn't until after her brother pumped her full of cum that she realized he wasn't wearing a condom. That's when he told her that during the month she was at camp he and their father realized that they actually wanted to knock her up and decided to give her the baby she wanted as soon as she got home."

"Fortunately the two of them decided that it was their own fault that she gave up on getting a baby from them and let someone else knock her up. And that's why they've decided to support her and the twins once they're born."

"That and the fact that she's agreed to let them knock her up next time," Ken said with a short chuckle. "I think that's going to be one busy girl if she keeps having twins."

"I think you're right," Dannie said with a chuckle of her own as she kept reading the e-mail. "But to tell you the truth I wouldn't mind being that busy with your babies Kenny."

"I don't know if I want that many babies," Kenny said with a blush, "especially if Mary wants to have that many."

"Don't lie to me Ken," Dannie said as she reached behind her to rub the lump in her brother's shorts. "You obviously like the idea of knocking us up again and again."

"Maybe," Ken admitted, "but I still think that would be a lot of babies to take care of."

"But you still like the idea of making them," Dannie pointed out, rubbing Ken's cock through his clothes.

"I love the idea of making them," Ken said with a sigh of pleasure as he reached down his eleven year old sister's shirt to play with her breasts.

"Good, because I love making them too," Dannie said. "In fact, why don't we 'practice' making another one right now?"

"I thought you'd never ask," Ken said as he took his hand out of his sister's shirt and started removing his own clothes.

"Did you finish reading Kathy's letter?" Dannie asked as she headed for her bed, shedding pieces of clothing as she went.

"No," Ken said slowly, watching Dannie's ass shift enticingly as she led the way to her bed. "Did I miss the best part?"

"I'll say," Dannie said as she jumped into the and rolled around on the covers until she was on her back with her knees spread wide as Ken crawled in between her thighs to lick her bald slit. "Kathy wants to come over and meet you this afternoon, that is if it's alright with you."

"What do you think Kathy means when she says she wants to meet me?" Ken asked between long strokes of his tongue.