Early and often

I awoke in darkness to a slow fuck from Cindy. She smiled, I think, as my eyes adjusted. "Oh, you're awake. You're pretty frisky during these sleep-fucks, it's hard to tell."

I groaned incoherently as I came once more into my sister. She removed herself from my penis, snuggling with me for warmth, as we must've knocked off all the blankets and covers from my mom's bed. I noticed something from the closed curtains. Flashing lights.

"What the fuck?" I jumped up and looked out the window. An ambulance, some police officers. My mother, nude but the strap-on, talking nonchalantly on the lawn as some neighbors look on.

It's 3 am, but there's craziness going on. Cindy approached me. "There was a problem with Joanie's ****. Internal bleeding or something. We didn't want to wake you for something so trivial."

I stared at my sweet sister, who I gathered was talking about the pizza delivery girl I knocked up. "Is she alive?!" I asked. Cindy just shrugged without concern. So I pushed her out of the way and ran downstairs.

There was blood on the couch from the ****. Janice sat nearby, still nude, playing on her phone. "Oh, hey John. Sorry, we'll get this mess cleaned up."

"How's, uh, Joanie?"

"They're going to take her to the hospital, I guess."

I didn't let Janice finish before I was outside. My mom waved to me and walked away from the two officers who seemed to be engaged in a friendly chat. She gave me a more-than-motherly hug. "Did you need to fuck, John? We could do it on the porch or lawn. Ooh, we could try pegging!"

"No thanks, Mom. What the fuck?!"

"Did you want to fuck the pizza girl? I don't think that's advisable right now, but if you really need to..."

One of the cops walked up. "Hello, son, I'm Officer Kaminsky with the LAPD. You're not in any trouble. You were just **** her, which is perfectly fine for someone in your condition. Your mother, your friend, they may have gone a little overboard when following your instructions, but accidents are bound to happen. We'll make sure your **** victim is patched up and returned to you promptly, sir."

I stared at him. "Let me see her."

The EMTs let me on the ambulance, and I looked at Joanie. She was hooked up to machines, her heartrate monitored, rags tied around her ass to control bleeding. She was clearly **** as I groped her left breast, sadly.

"Sir, I hate to interrupt, but if you need ejaculation, I will gladly be your receptacle. But this woman needs to see a doctor to control the internal bleeding before any **** sexual intercourse can occur. I guess you could fuck her mouth. Just be gentle." The attractive red-headed EMT, little older than Cindy, said to me.

I let go of Joanie's breast and turned to her. I don't feel like **** right now, and this woman offered her body on a silver platter. I pushed her out the vehicle, and nod to her partner to drive off. The ambulance left me alone with only the EMT. And my mom, Cindy, Janice, the two police officers, and the entire peeping neighborhood.

The EMT, Mickey, removed her belt and pants, and lowered her black panties down in one swipe. She began taking off her shirt in an effort to be as nude as my mom and I. She glanced over at my mom's BBC dildo.

"You're not going to **** me with that thing. I-I-I- mean it's cool if you want to. But we might want to lubricate a bit and have another ambulance on standby."

I grabbed her face and ripped off her bra. "No. I'm not going to **** you. The only thing going inside of you this morning is my cock." She looked down and breathed a sigh of relief, which was a little hurtful.

"I'm not ready yet!" I shouted as I began stroking my penis. Some of the cops snickered, as my mom approached to assist. Mickey was already on the ball, my balls, as she knelt down and gave me a handjob-turned-blowjob. She knew what she was doing, as Janice appeared out of nowhere with her cell phone.

Fairly soon, she was on her back, in the same place and position my sister had been less than 12 hours earlier when I fucked and knocked her up. I didn't need an assist, as I watched Mickey's face contort in pleasure under the streetlamp as my cum reached inside of her and we procreated.

Janice and mom cheered, as Officer Kaminsky and his partner politely clapped. I felt drowsy after the rush of these early morning events, and I must've passed out.

I awoke several hours later under the morning sun. Mom and Janice were long since inside, and I had a feeling one of them or Mickey had fucked me once in-between. My hand was resting on Mickey's left breast as I spooned her on the soft lawn. I was a little skeeved by the feeling of insects on my ass, but Mickey was wide awake and just seemed bored.

"Oh, you're up. Can I go now, or did you need another fuck?" She asked, in earnest. I used her body to push myself up, simultaneously pushing her down, but then felt bad and held my hand out to help her up as well.

"If you don't want to fuck me, then go. Otherwise, you're going to be my new sex ****. We'll start a brothel in the basement. I'll need you to quit your job and..."

"Woah, woah, woah. That's cool. I'll do all that later. But first, my sister's getting married this afternoon, and I was going to be the maid of honor. If I'm going to be your sex ****, maybe I should call her and let her know?"

I looked at Mickey's pristine body, even after my recreations on the lawn. I had been speaking out of anger, but she would make a good ****. And... wait a minute.

Did she say wedding?