Breeding Barbara

After dinner was finished, my family moved to the living room to watch some television. My three sisters all sat in a line on the sofa, leaving no space for me. Typical.

So, I walked over to Barbara. Grabbing her arm, I pulled her to her feet.

"What are you doing?"

"We're going to have sex."

"But I though you picked Susan as your caregiver?"

"I changed my mind."

"You can't do that! You can't just change your mind whenever you want. It's a serious position."

Susan smirked as she realized her virgin twin was about to get the same treatment she'd just had.

I pulled down Barbara's long skirt. Eager to show dad who the real man of the house was now.

"Dad!" Barbara squealed. "Tell James he can't do this!"

Oh, there was anger in my dad's eyes. But I was an EDP. There was nothing he could do but rase his voice. Which he did, "James Grant Fitzgerald! "You can't do this. Stop it!" My father protested.

"They're mine to do with as I please!" I reminded the old wind bag. "Just like every other woman in this one-horse town!"

"Mark my words, son! Nothing good is going to come from you bedding your sisters like this."

"As if I'll be around to find out."

Dad started to remove his belt. And for a second, I thought he'd lost his senses and forgotten I could have him thrown in jail for denying me treatment. But then my mom put a hand on dad's arm and he stopped.

"Mom!" Barbera protested.

"Barbera Sue Fitzgerald." My mom chided. Whenever she said our full names, we knew she was serious. "This is your brother's life we're talking about. Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am." Barbera said. But the fight wasn't completely gone from her. "But here in the living room? Where everyone can see us!"

"You're about to have sex. If you think your sisters are going to ignore what's happening, you're crazy. Just close your eyes and imagine it's just the two of you. And that will be enough."

Barbara closed her eyes. But that didn't stop her from whimpering as I pulled her panties down. She had a nice little patch of fluff just like Susan.

I unzipped my jeans and let my dick spring free. I was still rock hard. I've always been rock hard. Night or day. In Sunday school or at home doing chores. How could I have not known I was an EDP before today?

I pushed Barbara back down onto the couch right in between Mary-Anna and Susan. Barbara's legs were spread apart, and I eagerly pressed the head of my cock into her entrance. Slowly sliding in. Her tight walls gripped me as I invaded her.

"God, no." Barbara whimpered as she felt my cock pressing against her sacred barrier.

I thrust forward, claiming my second sister of the night. Barbara let out a gasp as she felt the sudden pain. I didn't wait for her to adjust. I had to be fast, only 10 minutes of my three hours was left.

My family's living room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh as I plowed Barbara. I didn't say anything. I couldn't. All I could focus on was breeding my sister.

I had to prove my point to Dad, that I was the real man in the family now.

Barbara held her hands over her face, too embarrassed to be seen. To her left Mary-Anna looked on in morbid fascinated. While to her right Susan had a wicket glim in her eye at seeing Barbara being so roughly used.

Dad was fuming lazy boy and mom gave me a disappointed glair as I finished off inside Barbara. Shooting my incestuous load of babymakers deep inside my sister.

"You're such a bastard." Barbara said through grit teeth.

"I know."

I didn't feel satisfied. No, not even close. My balls were still full, even though I'd just cum.

Barbara slumped into the couch, panting heavily.

I pulled out of her and stood up. "I'm done with you."

"What do you mean?"

I ignored her and walked over to Mary-Anne.

"Hey, don't you dare!" My father barked, but he didn't stop me from grabbing Mary-Anne and forcing her to stand.

She gasped as I pulled down her panties, revealing her pussy. Mary-Anne was clean and shaven, unlike Susan and Barbara.

"That's new."

"I thought I might be having sex soon." Mary-Anne admitted.

Mary-Anne didn't say a word as I got on top of her. She knew this was happening whether she wanted it to or not.

I took a deep breath. My heart was beating a mile a minute. The anticipation of what was to come had my dick rock hard.

"Ready?"

"No. Yes." Mary-Anne answered.

"No! Stop this!" My father protested. "You can't waste your sisters' virginities like this!"

I ignored him and rammed my dick into Mary-Anne. She let out a sexy gasp as I broke her cherry.

"Oh god!" She moaned, unable to control herself.

I pumped in and out of Mary-Anne. Her tight pussy was heaven. Three. I'd taken all three of my sisters' virginities. Mary-Anne's tits were nicer than the twins, and I felt a ping of regret at not unwrapping them prior to penetrating her.

My dad looked like he was ready to explode. I watched out of the corner of my eye as he grabbed his hat and jacket and stormed out of the house.

"That's right!" I shouted at his back. "Get plastered with your drinking buddies while I knock up my sister!"

I hadn't slowed a lick, and my own orgasm was building again. My balls churned and a shot of hot spunk shot out, filling my oldest sister with incestuous seed. Another bastard baby for the Fitzgerald family.

"Dam you!" She cursed.

"You're welcome."

I was done. Spent. My heart was racing a mile a minute. It felt like my body was on fire. I rolled off Mary-Anne and slumped into the couch, gasping for air.

"Are you okay?" Mary-Anne asked.

"I don't know."

My mother walked over. Putting her hand on my forehead, she said, "He's burning up.