I Got My Sister Pregnant Novels & Stories

I exclaimed breathlessly. My sister didn't slow her grind. "Yesss," she said hotly, and her mouth remained open so she could breathe harder. Forward and back her hot, sexy body slid, riding my cock through my sweats. Her moans grew in pitch. My mind was reeling from this new revelation. Well, that and from the fact that my sister was about to make me cum. Struggling to get my words out, I said, "Are you telling me... our mom fucked her brother and... got pregnant?"

She said and we listened with rapt attention and extreme curiosity. "Ten years ago my sister got pregnant for a black American man who was her boyfriend whom she thought loved her and would get married to her when he hears the good news. But sadly, he was a pretender and had a family outside the country which he ran back to immediately my sister notified him of her pregnancy..." She sniffed and smiled sadly.

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?”

“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.

my sister asked, raising her eyebrow and I knew that she was being playful again. But I was not in the mood to play the game with her. I had so much in mind that I just wanted her to be done with whatever she was trying to say. What she said next was like a bomb exploding in my mind and it went completely blank! “Sis Elisa is pregnant!” “Brother, although there is a lot going on, but I think this is good news. You are about to become a father!” “What did you just say?” I asked in a dumbfounded tone after coming back to my senses.

“Everything worked just as my sister had planned. She drugged your father, who knew not a lick about this. He thought he had had sex with a B-girl by accident. Of course, some stranger seized that confusion and dissembled herself as this ‘unfortunate B-girl’, and ironically? It worked to that hag’s favor because they soon had a son afterward, who grew up to become that bastard who survived to this day. My sister had exhausted all of her wits to her most deplorable end, and yet she still couldn’t win the heart of a genuine piece of sh*t. “After I was pregnant with you, my sister stayed at home, watching my every move, frightful that any regret I bore would turn me to abort you. She had reject

My parents love my sister the most than me. I disappointed them and I know that. They almost cut my hair the day they caught me and Liro in my room naked. After a month, I got pregnant so I told Liro about the baby and as I expected, the pain was visible in his eyes after I told him the news. It was clear to me that he doesn't want me and our child. So when Lianne learned the truth about my pregnancy, she begged Liro to take the responsibility for me and my baby. Guilt consumes me because my sister is so pure and kind that she’s willing to give up Liro for our sake. I can't even look at her eyes. To be honest, I don’t know where she is right now.

There was urgency in her voice, and I knew exactly why. “Look, I know you already saw the article, and I just want to clear up that I’m not pregnant. My sister is; that’s why I bought those pregnancy test kits,” I explained. Suddenly, I heard a sigh of relief on the other line. “Okay, I’m glad to hear that.”

As gross, from my perspective, as her brother, as it is part of being there for her was having unprotected sex. How and why do I know this? Because while we are days away from Regina’s scheduled c-section, my sister is happily four months pregnant and due around Christmas. I couldn’t be happier for her. Of course, she’s being extra cautious and following all her doctor’s instructions. Grace is overloaded. She’s super excited to have a cousin but unaware she will be a big sister. I know she will be the best big sister and cousin ever. “Ivan!” Regina shouted from our master suite.

"It's about my pregnancy, right ? You are angry with me" I look up. "What ? No... no Meri, it has nothing to do with that". "Of course it is". She sounds about to cry. "I know you couldn't possibly take it that well. I swear we didn't plan it ...". "Meri, it's not that ...". I try. My sister apparently feels really bad about being pregnant. "I really want to help you guys, it wasn't just something I said ... I mean it. But I also really want kids of my own, does it make me a bad person ? I mean …".