Romans & histoires Getting My Sister Pregnant

It shocked me. “You're pregnant?” I asked, jolting her back to reality. She looked at me, didn't say a word, so I came to her and saw the test. Two lines. I saw another, pregnant. My twenty one year old sister is pregnant. As she looked at me, she immediately burst into more tears.

"You've been cummin inside me and always asking me to take all of your cum. I'm your sister in law, what if I get pregnant?" ‎"You're going to inform my brother you're pregnant then. Take it as my Christmas gift to him, for having a hot, sexy wife that he's unable to satisfy," Tyson smirked. "Now, go prepare for your dinner date with him." ‎

He got her pregnant, and now he will be in her life forever. “No, Mom, please don’t say that. He is a bad guy, and please believe me,” I say, and Mom nods. “I believe in you, but he is the only person right now that can convince her to go into rehab to save her life and the baby's life,” my mom says, and I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe he would do something like this, get my sister pregnant to control me.

I quietly say. She nods, “Tell me what happened before that.” I pause, trying to recall my last memory and the video on my phone pops into my head. “My sister is pregnant,” I say, starting slow. “Seraphine, the one at my house.” I clarify. “I recall, go on.” “When she said she was pregnant, I lost it.” “Any idea why that is?”

Looked at me. "Then you're pregnant. And we figure out what that means. One step at a time." "I don't know how to do this." "Nobody knows how to do it until they do it." He closed the fridge and came to sit across from me. "My sister didn't know how to be pregnant either. She figured it out. You will too." "Your sister had support. A partner. Family." "You have me. And you have three mates who would want to support you if they knew."

"I think, I think I'd like that. Another kid. Another chance to be present from the beginning. To not miss anything." "Are we ready?" "Probably not. But we weren't ready for Rose either. We figured it out." "We did. We really did." He pulled me close. "Want to start trying?" "Yeah. I really do." Three months later, I was pregnant. Eight weeks. Healthy. Due in the spring. We told Rose first. She screamed. Actually screamed with joy. "BABY SISTER!" "We don't know if it's a sister yet, bug." "It is! I know it is! I wished for it!"

I said quickly, the lie burning on my tongue. Hunter paused. His grip loosened for the briefest moment but tightened again. This time harder. Lisa let out a soft, awkward laugh. She grabbed his hand and pulled back. ”She is going to meet her husband, not on a date with a random man. Let your sister make her decisions. You guys are not teenagers anymore.” Sister. This is how she was seeing us the entire time. This is how the world sees. A silent battle of brother and sister. I smirked while my eyes locked into his.

The man who would do anything to make you smile. I don't know what's up with you and all the submissives being terrified to tell your mates about being pregnant? My goddess, we love our mates, pregnant or not! And a pregnancy is even better! You're making him a father! Izzy trust me... You are going to make him beyond happy!" I said, then my sister broke down crying as she dropped her forehead against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and held my little sister. "Don't you think he was going to notice something is up when you don't go into heat in 1 or 2 days?"

“I let my jealousy get in the way… between me and my sister.” Her grip on the phone tightened. “And now…” A pause. “I’m pregnant.” Silence. Heavy. Long. So long she checked the screen— To make sure the call hadn’t dropped. Then— “Who’s the father?” His voice was quieter now. Careful. Anita closed her eyes briefly. “Johnny.” The word hung there. Sharp. Unavoidable. “I’m sorry,” she added quickly. “I didn’t plan it.” “It just happened.” Another silence. Different this time.