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-*Author’s Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age.

**Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned, expect to find mistakes.

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The Sunflower Apartments complex went up quickly. One day there were just fallow fields at the intersection of Highways 331 and 12-An in Mordbrand, Kansas. Then a crew with bulldozers leveled the field. Then came the massive cement trucks and semis loaded down with building materials. Before long, forty eight apartments spread over four uniform buildings were available for rent.

Geraldine ‘Gerry’ Morgan rented Apartment 302C after disclosing her pregnancy to her overly religious mother and father. She’d already anticipated them demanding that she leave their fine Christian home the moment she revealed her pregnancy, so had signed a one year lease, had paid for the utilities, and had arranged for O’Neil’s Furniture in Falwell City, Oklahoma to deliver and set up her furniture.

Lolling on the couch that first night, Gerry wondered how long it would take before her twin decided he’d had enough of living under the Draconian rule of their parents.

“Shit, uh, the two of you never made a mistake?” Gerry asked the mental image of their parents. “Oh, that’s right, Jesus forgives your sins. Like having twins born five months premature?”

“But, somehow, Jesus doesn’t forgive my sins,” Gerry thought and smiled as Jeremy, her brother, sent her a stupid, corny, silly joke.

‘How many dentists does it take to change a lightbulb? Four out of five dentists recommend you do it yourself.’

“You are not funny,” Gerry responded.

Soon, the two nineteen year old twins were sending messages back and forth. At one point, Jeremy did brave asking Gerry who the father of her baby was.

“IDK,” Gerry answered.

She honestly did not know. She and their twenty one year old cousin, Patricia Morgan had gone to a party. The next thing Gerry knew, she had woken up with a splitting headache and a sore pussy and a foul taste in her mouth. Patricia had suffered a similar fate. Sluggishly, both girls dressed and left the bedroom.

“The real fucked up thing? We would have fucked them all without being drugged,” Gerry admitted to her brother.

“No way! Patricia?” Jeremy responded.

Gerry smirked; her brother had an undisguised crush on their cousin. And, both she and Patricia had somehow managed to fool everyone into thinking that they were pure, virtuous members of the Holy Church of Bethlehem.

“Mm hmm; gladly and happily,” Gerry confirmed.

“You, you’re kidding,” Jeremy protested.

Even though their parents strictly forbade it, Jeremy was a frequent visitor to his sister’s apartment. Gerry welcomed her brother; truth be told, she was lonely. Even though her job at King Klover Doughnuts had her in contact with numerous people, customers and fellow employees, those contacts were fleeting and empty.

One Saturday, seven and a half month belly heavy, breasts becoming larger, Gerry had her air conditioning on high. She was burning up, just could not seem to get cool. Her skin was slick with a sheen of sweat and her clothing was uncomfortable. She stripped down to bra and panties and flopped on the couch again.

A moment later, Gerry smiled, despite her discomfort when Jeremy’s familiar knock sounded at the door. He came in and smiled when he spotted the familiar King Klover box on the kitchen table.

“Uh, let me guess; you smelled the doughnuts?” Gerry teased as Jeremy helped himself to a doughnut.

“Aw, come on, Gerry; go put some clothes on,” Jeremy mumbled, mouth full.

“Bite me. I’m burning up,” Gerry smirked. “You’d been one minute later, you’d seen my boobies.”

“Oh, uh I can leave and come back,” Jeremy retorted.

“Pervert,” Gerry laughed.

While brother and sister visited, on the ground floor, the apartment manager was attempting to prove his incompetence as he worked on the breaker box in the laundry room. He managed to blow out the box and shut down the entire building’s electrical system.

In Apartment 302C, Gerry let out a squeal. Jeremy looked around, startled.

“What happened?” he asked his sister.

Gerry held her hand in front of the air vent, but of course, no cold air blew from the vent. With a sigh, she raised the blinds in her living room and pushed the window up.

“So, what happened,” Jeremy Girne Escort repeated.

“I, Jeremy, how would I know what happened?” Gerry snapped. “One minute we have power and the next minute we don’t. And, God, being knocked up? You know I need that air on. God I’m burning up here!”

Gerry brushed past him. Playfully, she slapped him on his buttock as she went into her bedroom to open the single window in that room.

“God! I, I am burning up; I’m dying here,” Gerry complained.

“I’ll run down to the Pak N’Sak and get some ice,” Jeremy offered.

“Hurry, Gerry ordered, taking a Parasols magazine from her coffee table and fanning herself.

Gerry felt a little guilty for yelling at Jeremy. After all her discomfort was not his fault. The power being out was not his fault.

Just when Gerry was considering filling her tub with cold water and submerging herself, Jeremy was back, large bag of ice in hand. He dropped the bag into the kitchen sinck and used a kitchen knife to slice the bag open. Gerry grabbed a beach towel from her bathroom and folded it once then placed it on her living room floor.

She sat on the towel as Jeremy grabbed a large chunk of the ice and approached. He knelt down behind her.

Jeremy ran the chunk of ice over Gerry’s neck and shoulders. Gerry leaned forward and moved her thick waist length brown hair aside.

“Oh God yes,” Gerry groaned aloud.

Like that, huh?” Jeremy chuckled.

“Uh huh,” Gerry agreed. “Oh, get my back. Oh!”

Gerry reached back and unhooked her bra. For the first few moments, as her brother rubbed the cold, soothing chunk of ice over her smooth flesh, Gerry kept the bra on, covering her breasts. She shivered as the ice melted, sending rivulets of cold water trickling down her back. She shivered as the trickle of water began to soak the waistband of her nylon panties.

Jeremy slowly ran the ice over Gerry’s back and she sighed happily. When he reached her sides, Gerry leaned forward and allowed the bra to fall away. She let out a grunt and giggle as he ran the remaining sliver of ice along her left breast.

“Get some more ice,” Gerry begged.

Her wet panties were uncomfortable. Gerry could feel the water warming as it traveled down her widening ass.

“Aaieegh! Acke!” Gerry cried out in surprise as Jeremy held two chunks of ice and cupped her large, swollen breasts.

Her surprised yelp turned into a moan of pleasure as the ice rubbed over her hyper-sensitive nipples. Gerry leaned forward, pressing her nipples against his hands.

“Baby likes it,” Gerry giggled as Jeremy left her breasts and now rubbed both wet cold hands over her swollen belly. “Feel him kicking?”

“Uh huh,” Jeremy said in a strangled voice.

“Aw, what’s wrong?” Gerry giggled as the cold melting ice traveled over her flesh.

Jeremy did not answer, just rubbed her breasts again. Then he rubbed the ice over her neck and shoulders again.

“I, oh, oh yes,” Gerry hissed.

Jeremy got to his feet and grabbed two more chunks of ice. Gerry’s eyes opened wide as she could now see the sizable tent in her brother’s jeans. Her wet panties became wetter as he returned with more ice.

“Get my butt; don’t forget my butt,” Gerry ordered, wiggling onto hands and knees.

Gerry groaned aloud as Jeremy eased her sodden panties down over her wide hips. She grunted as Jeremy trailed a chunk of ice up and down the deep furrow of her buttocks. Her butt, in her opinion had always been too big. Now pregnant, Gerry thought her butt was huge. However, the sensation of the cold ice melting, dribbling cold water along her trench was extremely pleasurable.

They heard someone squeal. Looking out the living room window, they could see nothing amiss. Jeremy and Gerry shrugged it off; after all, the whole of Building C was out of power. Surely Gerry was not the only tenant with her windows open.

“I, uh, oh, oh shit!” Gerry cursed aloud when Jeremy playfully pushed the chunk of ice against her rosebud.

Gerry gave an involuntary twitch, pushing the tip of the ice into her anus. She moaned she was in serious need of a good, hard cock.

“I, oh, oh God, I, Jeremy, I, let, let me, I need to suck your dick,” Gerry begged as more of the ice pressed into her anus.

Jeremy did not move at first, but then pushed the chunk of ice fully inside of Gerry. She gave a little shriek, and bucked as the wedge of ice entered her bowels.

Jeremy Magosa Escort knee walked around and presented his throbbing cock to Gerry’s face. Gerry lunged and engulfed nearly three quarters of his eight inches of cock in one fluid motion. She groaned in pleasure; she could taste his manly flavor. She could taste the soap and sweat and a little tinge of urine as she slobbered along the length of his meat.

“God damn! I, damn, Jeremy! Why you never told me you’re this big?” Gerry asked, pulling her mouth off of Jeremy’s long, thick cock.

“Uh, yeah, how would that go? ‘Hey, Gerry, just thought you should know, I got a big one?'” Jeremy asked.

Brother and sister both laughed. Jeremy then groaned as Gerry managed to swallow him down until her nose was pressed into his hair. He grunted as he felt her throat muscles working, felt her tongue working.

“I, oh, oh no!” Gerry suddenly squealed, pulling her mouth off of his length.

Gerry kicked the skimpy panties off her thick legs. She then scampered to the bathroom. Jeremy knelt, fighting the urge to stroke himself to climax; he had been right on the verge.

“That ice, it, damn it, it was like an enema,” Gerry giggled, returning to the living room.

“You uh, you going to leave me hanging on like this?” Jeremy asked, indicating his throbbing erection.

“You know what? I bet the bed is a lot better than the living room floor, don’t you think?” Gerry suggested, turning and waddling to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Gerry first tried to turn on the ceiling fan. She laughed at herself and watched as Jeremy tried to strip out of shirt and jeans and tennis shoes all at the same time. When he was finally nude, she gently eased him onto the bed. Laying on her side, she took his thick member into her hand and stroked it a few times.

“Seriously, I mean, damn, I, I would have never guess you’re this big,” Gerry praised, then swallowed half his erection in one movement.

Gerry bobbed her head up and down the first four inches of his meat while jacking the second four inches with her hands. With a guttural scream, Jeremy pumped a torrent of sperm into Gerry’s mouth.

“Mm hmm,” Gerry cooed.

Their cousin Patricia hated the taste of semen. Gerry wasn’t crazy about it, but would rather swallow it than spit it out like Patricia did. When she was sure Jeremy had ceased pumping his load, she pulled her mouth off of him. She then licked his heavy balls while continuing to stroke his fat member.

Jeremy was quick to revive; Gerry had real talent at ball licking. When he was again standing proud, Gerry wiggled forward and rose onto her knees. With a smile, she swung her leg over and pressed the head of his cock to her wet pussy. They both groaned as she lowered herself onto his ready cock.

“Oh,” Gerry jerked when the head of Jeremy’s cock bumped into the mouth of her cervix.

“Mmng!” Jeremy grunted, fighting hard against simply grabbing his sister and flipping her onto her back.

Gerry rose up then fell again. She slowly rubbed her clitoris while she rode her brother’s magnificent cock. She grabbed his hand with her free hand and placed it on her breast.

“Squeeze them,” she ordered. “I, just squeeze them.”

“Harder,” she grunted as her bouncing and rubbing became more frantic. “Fuck! Harder.”

Jerry came hard, grunting and gasping. She squealed then laughed when Jeremy flipped her onto her back and knelt between her legs.

“O fuck yes,” Gerry grunted as Jeremy pounded into her as hard as he could.

Jeremy bellowed as he stiffened. A moment later, Gerry shuddered and cried out in orgasm.

Jeremy proved to be a considerate lover when he fetched a cool washcloth and sponged Gerry’s sloppy pussy clean of their combined juices. Then he lay down next to her. Despite being hot and sweaty, Gerry allowed her brother to cuddle her. Finally, she gently pushed him away.

“Too hot,” she complained.

She lay on top of her comforter, lightly dozing. She squealed when Jeremy touched her bare foot with a piece of ice.

Jeremy trailed the cold ice over her breasts. Then he warmed them up by sucking on them. Gerry gasped and groaned as Jeremy now trailed the ice over her swollen belly.

“Oooh,” Gerry moaned out when Jeremy teased her pussy.

“Ack!” Gerry cried out when Jeremy’s hot mouth replaced the cold ice.

“Ack, I, oh, oh God!” Gerry cried out as her brother sucked her to Lefkoşa Escort orgasm.

Then he rolled her onto hands and knees. Gerry grunted and cooed as Jeremy slowly fed his cock into her wet pussy.

“I oh, ack, oh, oh God, you, you know what that does,” Gerry complained when Jeremy shoved the ice into her rectum.

A moment after he’d begun to hammer her pussy from behind, Gerry suddenly had an urge to void. He guffawed but helped her to her feet and let her scamper into the bathroom.

A moment later, Gerry returned. She and Jeremy kissed, an open-mouthed sloppy kiss. Jeremy then helped her onto the bed again.

“I, I, oh, oooh, Jeremy,” Gerry gasped then cooed as Jeremy worked one, then a second greasy finger into her anus.

Gerry enjoyed the odd sensation, two fingers plunging in and out of her rectum, wiggling and twisting. Gerry began to drive herself back to meet his thrusting fingers.

“Gerry heard an odd ‘sploot’ sound. She groaned when Jeremy pulled his two fingers from her rectum.

“I, uh, augh, oh, oh God, I, Jeremy!” Gerry keened as Jeremy pressed the blunt head of his cock against her greasy anus.

“God damn, you, you’re the best,” Jeremy groaned as her anus flowered open.

Both groaned as the first inch of his cock pushed into her. Jeremy wiped his greasy fingers on her comforter then gripped her widening hips in his hands. Both groaned a louder, more guttural groan when another inch of his meat pushed into her bowels.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” Gerry panted as sharp pains pulsed from her anus outward.

Even as the pain was throbbing, so too was a curious glow began to build up in her guts. Gerry could also feel her excitement dribbling down her inner thighs.

“Ack, I, oh fuck!” Gerry cried out as her rectal muscles clamped down on the intruder.

Jeremy was gritting his teeth, fighting against the urge to drive himself into her. Suddenly, his sister screamed and began to buck and grunt in orgasm.

“Aw, fuck!” Gerry keened loudly and thrust herself backward to take all of him fully into her bowels.

Within moments, Jeremy was hammering her rectum. Her bowels made obscene squishing and squelching sounds as his cock pounded in and out, in and out.

Gerry screamed out in another orgasm. A moment later, a sweating, shaking Jeremy bellowed in orgasm. He fought hard against the urge to collapse across her back. Instead, he pulled both of them to lie on their let sides.

“I hate, I have never liked it up the butt,” Gerry said as Jeremy’s limp cock slipped from her back door.

“I, oh, oh! Oh God, Gerry, I, I’m sorry,” Jeremy apologized.

“But, any time you want to do my back door? It’s open, you hear?” Gerry giggled, then gasped and struggled to get to her feet.

With a laugh, Jeremy helped her out of her bed. She waddled quickly to the bathroom again.

“Yay!” Gerry whooped when the lights suddenly flickered on.

“Yay!” Jeremy laughed and closed the bedroom window.

After Gerry left the bathroom, Jeremy cleaned his soiled cock. He found Gerry in the living room, lying on her couch, fanning herself as the A/C blew cold air on her.

“You clean that thing?” Gerry asked, waving him close.

“Yeah,” Jeremy agreed, a little offended.

“Good, come here, let me kiss it,” Gerry cooed.

Moments later, Jeremy pumped a stream of semen down her gulping throat. They both heard his phone give the distinctive ringtone he’d designated for their mother’s calls. Jeremy scampered to the bedroom and retrieved his cell phone.

“Uh huh, I, yes ma’am. Uh huh, I, I’ll be home, I’ll be home as soon as, yes ma’am, yes ma’am,” Jeremy said.

“Got to go?” Gerry guessed when Jeremy re-entered the living room, dressed once again.

“Yeah,” Jeremy said, embarrassed by how easily their mother could browbeat him into jumping when she said ‘jump.’

“You are going to come back and see me, right?” Gerry smiled, playfully waggling her breasts at him.

Jeremy kissed her, a passionate, open mouthed kiss. He grabbed another doughnut then let himself out of her apartment.

“Yeah, I don’t know who the father of this one is,” Gerry said, again feeling the need to tinkle.

“But, I know who the father of the next one or two is going to be,” Gerry said, flopping down on her commode.

The End

**Author’s Note: I write these stories for my pleasure; I post them here for your enjoyment. I thank you sincerely for reading my stories.

I especially thank those that take the time to leave comments, good and bad. Likewise, I thank those that rate my work, those that ‘Favorite’ my words.

King Clover Donuts is introduced in ‘Reason & Reward’ in the Lesbian Sex category.

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