An avoided conversation and return to pleasure

And finally your day came to an end. You submitted your documents, saved your work noted the changes you found or made and shut down the computer. Then with a sigh you got up to wait for a while as your mother does some extra work. Once she finishes she begins your carpool home as you ride she begins one of her business lectures.

"Alright, I think today went well. I'll probably want to run my next report by you see if you can help me with the delivery. But James, I know this is more or less your first post GED job, and fairly a well paying one at that, though don't get intimidated if anyone tries rubbing their salary in your face, technically you're a part time worker for our firm now. The pays good enough though that you'd a little better off than all the other first full time jobs someone can get." Your Mother began with an tangent.

"Mom I'm twenty, I've done plenty of work already." You counter but she just casts you a swift glare.

"No, you volunteered and aided the farmers in our community and got under the table pay or other compensation. This is an actual taxed job, next year you're going to be filing taxes for the first time. This is huge, and I am so proud of you." You mom seemed to glow with the statement and she was smiling so much you only hoped her face muscles didn't cramp.

"You know, maybe everything will stay the same next year, (She knows it wont) or maybe everything will change. (It certainly will James, She will make you a excellent female breed-stock for Sister Juliette and for Her to use and to spread) But no matter what happens, I'm happy for what we have right now, and I've decided I'll boldly step into whatever the future will bring, (She will make that future one of unending pleasure. You deserve that James for what you brought Her)." And when you spoke you knew it was all true, no matter what stayed the same or what changed, you'd gladly embrace it all and hopefully find your own direction in life.

***

When you got home you had a rather silent meal with your mother while your dad snoozed on the couch exhausted from his early start and extra work he did right after the GED event your mother hosted. All while Juliette was strangely absent, (She is concerned. Need Juliette for breeding, find her).

"Hey mom, did Juliette go to hang out with her friends?" You ask casually.

"No she should be here somewhere, she sent a text saying she already ate with your father." Your mom answered, looking tired and ready for a nap if not bed herself.

"Ok then." You respond, and once your mom was done you took your and her dishes to the sink as she sat on the couch next to your father nuzzling up against him and guiding his sleeping hand to her butt before nodding off herself in his embrace.

Now was your chance. You put the dishes into the dishwasher and marked it the washer as dirty before leaving and marching to your sister's room. There her door sat plain and bare almost absolute silence filling the house outside the sound of soft panting coming from her room.

You give a soft rap on Juliette's door before speaking. "Juliette, hey Juliette it's me. Listen about this morning I wanted to apologize." (She knows you best apologize to her, you didn't fulfill her breeding her, now She suspects she thinks you're inferior to other males.)

You imagine for a moment thinking back on what would have happened if you had gone further and shake your head to clear the image out of your mind. As you do you hear soft sounds coming from your sister's room but she doesn't respond to your presence. Instead you continue with your apology.

"I should have given you a way out, or a warning, or... I went over the line and did something you never wanted and I'm sorry. I understand if you don't want to talk to me again. I-i'll just go..." Juliette threw her door open and suddenly you felt yourself being slammed into the wall behind you.

Her lips mashed into yours and her chest pressed against yours fiercely. Her dainty hand intertwined with yours as lips smacks as she kissed you deeply and passionately. Her hand then guided yours down first onto her bare ass, but then down deeper until you were between her thighs feeling an intense wet dampness between her legs. Your sister groaning into your mouth as your hand slid between her thighs.

As realizations began to strike, pleasure took hold of your mouth which began to reciprocate your sibling's needy kisses, matching her own lips before your tongue sought entry into her mouth which her lips readily spread to allow you access. Your sister was naked, her bare breasts pressed against your chest, that with your suit half pulled off by her free hand, you could feel her nipples pressing into you through the fabric while her other hand seems to guide your own hand up into the fountain that was her qwim. Your tongue and hers twisted together with her pulling back sucking on your tongue before diving back into the kiss.

The sensations sent your dick into overdrive, your cock became uncomfortably engorged straining against both your underwear and zipper, trying to **** its way through and into the wet slit waiting for it. All while you moaned into your sister's mouth the sensation of kissing her the most pleasurable thing your mouth had ever experienced, (Yes! Yes! She wants you to take her, NOW!).

You press into Juliette and suddenly the pressure on your dick slackens slightly as her hand reaches into your pants and starts rubbing your dick through your underwear. All while your sister keeps you pinned and dazed against the wall opposite her door. Her rubbing intensifies as her tongue wrestles yours down to allow her own intrusion into your mouth.

"Come on, you're a big boy, don't you want it with your huge fucking dick?" Juliette whispered between breaths while diving back in to continue kissing deeply.

And then your world blacks out for a moment. Your underwear soaks in your cum as the sensations are too much as you spray stream after stream as your sister giggles into your kiss. You feel her breasts press harder and her snatch drop down onto your fingers giving you a full feel of her flower causing your dick to spew more. And then she shoves you more against the wall ans before you could try anything more she's left you alone in the hallway, door closed and locked between the two of you.

"Were not even yet dipshit. You owe me for soiling my pure heart." You hear hee mutter from the door with her trademark confident snark. Which leaves you half conscious and confused in the hallway with your pants slowly sliding down to pool at your feet.

You waddle uncomfortably back to your own room. And sit on your bed, your dick remaining rock solid even as the front of your underwear is entirely soaked, though not with just your own juices. Before sitting on your bed you pull off the offending undergarment and look at it.

(Sniff it. She wants you to bring it close.) You look at the small stains and feel the temptation, you'd never seen a woman wet like that, but Alex had claimed it was a unique and wonderful scent. But you stopped yourself would you really fetishize your own sister like this? (She needs you to smell it, you know the girl wants you to, she wants you to breed her.)

No you'll just imagine a porn actress, or a model when you sniff it, besides your probably not going to sniff anything good anyways and it'll kill your boner. So you brought the soiled undergarment up to your face and sniffed. Immediately your mouth started to tingle in pleasure and somehow the scent told your body to stay hard.

As you continued sniffing your hand reached around grabbing your dick and you started stroking once again. You had had absolute jerk-athons when you were a teen, once even your sister had caught you and stood there staring before mocking you and announcing to the world what you were doing. But this week has been the most you had masturbated this year.

You closed your eyes sniffing the mixed fragrance of yourself and Juliette off your own underwear while beating your meat. However this deep breath ended abruptly as suddenly your lips locked around the garment pulling the jizz and skeek soaked pair into your mouth where your tongue started to roll over the underwear while your lips started to suck. Before you could question the unbidden action of your body such ecstacy shot through your mouth that the world faded and all there was was the scents, tastes, your tingling tongue that felt like it was itself suckling on your pair, and your ever so edging dick.

You don't know how much time passes like this. But as you sit in the throes of ecstacy your mind drifts off. You start to imagine Juliette's nude form pressed against your body, her breasts pushing against you as if they were trying to meld with your flesh, and her thin form. You imagine her breasts and stomach swelling with children, (No, this isn't what She wants), a ring on her finger and a look of content bliss on her face. Then the image changes, your Juliette's face morphs into one of wanton desire and lust, a yearning for more. Her stomach slims as toned abs you know she doesn't have form, and new muscle fills her body only to be concealed under a layer of plump tanned and all together fuckable flesh. Her breasts swell once more and her ass reshapes into virtual perfection.

She doesn't want sex with you, she IS sex and she's giving herself to you. You lick her slit as a wave of her juices shower you, and you rub hee body until she lays you down. (She knows that she is what you desire, but she will be more and you will be more) Juliette leans down whispering to you that she'll be gentle, that she's grateful for the gift you've given her, that you've become perfect. And then she thrusts, her inhuman cock slipping from her folds and penetrating deep into your breaking your vag of its virginity and filling you like you had never been filled before.

You moan as the pussy of your imagination covers Juliette in your jisim. (Yes this is how She knows we should be.) And then your mind snaps back to reality the absolute insanity of the thoughts of your **** mind almost repulsing you.

Your vision no longer blurry and those visions gone from your head, you find your cock still hard as ever in your hand and yourself still far from coming and the member starting to feel dry, rough and almost pained in your grasp. (She thinks you should spit on it.) You don't know where the impulse came from but you spit on your dick even as you still beat off.

The pleasure builds and your eyes roll back as your mouth bursts into a tingling feeling of joy assaulting your mouth. You keep pumping and finally release, cum squirting out of your dick as your spine spasms. "Oh God that felt good." You mutter before cleaning up, using tissues again to wipe your dick and throw away the splooge while you found your underwear soaked in saliva. Your underwear was quickly put into a hamper and eventually feeling satisfied you climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep.

***

She trembled in joy within James's mouth. Now she was so fertile, so given mutable DNA proteins and so given such openings to James's mind that this was the most freedom She ever had. She grew reaching into the spine merging and connecting her own self to the Host's body. It was a weak connection but she could now send messages to the entire body, something that was necessary.

She had laid at least one successful egg. The egg had joined the lob of spit that had landed on James dick as he beat his meat, jerked off, masturbated. The egg had taken root without James's notice and now one of her spawn resided within James's phallus. With connection to his spine she would direct her creation. It needed to know to focus its efforts on building a egg sack within James's balls and amplifying the fertility of James's testicles. James will always be fertile and once they were done every orgasm would carry her eggs onward.

She hoped that she had also seeded the Juliette female, but she feared she had again failed there, James's dick clearly tempting but not yet large enough to guarantee that Juliette would mate with him. But with a little manipulation of hormones and genetics in weeks time James would possess a dick that all the females would fight to mount, not even Juliette would be able to reject it.

Still once she got James's dick changed, she'd work on collecting his jizz so she could consume it to spur her growth further and to motivate him more towards sex, more towards growth and expansion. Towards spreading her seeds. He would fulfill her purpose, and she would fulfill his dreams. As he slept visions of scientific discovery, traveling through the stars and meeting new aliens or battling evil aliens crossed through James's mind. She reimagined these dreams, orgies between tentacle dicked women to celebrate new discoveries, James meeting fucking and being fucked by new alien species, and dominating alien foes with his all mighty dick and all consuming puss.