Amanda’s Diary: Book 1 - Extended

My name is Amanda, and today I’m 18 years old. I developed my body very 
young; puberty hit me hard when I was only 13. I rapidly developed 36B cup 
breasts, and thanks to my mothers genes they remain perky and firm. I have 
green eyes and stand about 5’6’’ tall. I’m around 117lbs too, and my white 
skin is disrupted only by the few freckles on my face and shoulders. I have 
very dark brunette hair, and its long, about half way below my shoulder to 
my elbow. I was 11 when my mother left our family, and this is where our 
story begins.

Chapter 1: A family divided

	Amanda looked at the images on her computer screen intently, wondering how 
it worked. She had seen mother feeding her younger brother Ryan at the 
breast just last year, but how did it work? Amanda curiously toyed with her 
nipples through her thin tank top. Her mother had left the family when 
Amanda was only 11, now she was approaching her 13th birthday. Her little 
brother Ryan needed someone to take care of him, Dad was always away on 
business and since school had just let out for summer, it was Amanda’s 
responsibility to watch over her baby brother. He was 8 years old now, and 
missed his mother very much. Late breastfeeding had always been a tradition 
in the Brochinsky family, Amanda herself was weaned at age 8. However, Ryan 
had to wean ate age 6, when mother left, and he wasn’t happy.

	Amanda was still not satisfied with her breasts, she wanted bigger, fuller 
breasts, but she was far too young to get implants. That’s when internet 
research led her onto the topic of induced lactation. She learned through 
nipple stimulation and the use of an old pump still in her mothers’ room, 
she could begin to make milk as if she had given birth. She had read this 
would also dramatically swell her breasts, which she was desperate to do. 
Male attention was something Amanda thrived on.

The Brochinskys lived in a semi-rural environment. Amanda was going to 
finish her last year of junior high school when the summer was over, and 
Ryan was still in grade school. The nearest house was about a quarter mile 
away, and the nearest friend of Amanda or Ryan lived about half a mile.

	Although the Brochinskys lived on a farm property, their father was a 
traveling salesman who worked for a big business firm called Tec-Med., 
selling medical supplies to hospitals and other medical organizations. He 
had to work twice as hard since mom had left the family, and he was almost 
always gone on business. Amanda had bathed Ryan since age 6, as he refused 
to take a bath on his own. Sometimes Amanda would take a bath with him to 
save water and time, and the brother and sister were not at all shocked by 
seeing each other naked. In fact, neither of them had ever been told it was 
wrong, because they never talked to anyone about it. Amanda knew it was 
strange, but Ryan thought it was completely normal. And being that Amanda 
for what ever reason developed a very perverted young female mind, neither 
of the siblings was going to stop the behavior.

	Amanda finished printing the instructions. It was 8:00 in the morning when 
her father left, Ryan was still asleep, and Amanda decided to try out her 
plan. She walked into her mothers’ room and began searching. After fumbling 
through the closet she found a hospital grade double breast pump. Amanda 
shut the door, plugged in the pump, and removed her tank top. The glassy 
suction cups felt cold to her warm firm breasts. She applied the cups and 
turned the suction on medium power, her nearly 13 year old nipples being 
drawn into the cups. Amanda recited the instructions on pumping aloud to 
herself, “20 minutes at a time, 3 times a day, 7 days a week.” It would be a 
month before Amanda saw results, but she was patient and absolutely 
determined to make an impression on the boys at school next year.

	After Amanda finished her first cycle, she went downstairs to cook 
breakfast. She was used to acting as a mother now, every day she became more 
of a parent to Ryan. She cracked some eggs into a frying pan and began 
cooking. She laid out some plates on the table for her brother and herself, 
and grabbed a button down shirt to put over her skimpy tank. She carefully 
buttoned it up before returning to the pan. When the eggs were done she put 
2 on each plate, and ran upstairs to get her brother.

	“Ryan, wake up sleepy head,” her innocent, cheerful smile widened as she 
awakened her brother. She found him to be adorable, as a mother looks upon 
her baby boy, curled up in bed, wrapped in blankets.
	“Breakfast already?” asked Ryan, not aware of how much he had slept.
	“Yeah silly, it’s like 10:00 or something, come on I made eggs,” Amanda 
kissed her brother on the cheek before moving back out of the room and down 
the stairs. It was not an unusual behavior, as I mentioned before Amanda was 
highly adapted to motherly actions with her brother, and at this point she 
had no sexual ambitions regarding him what so ever.

	“You cooked these really good Amanda!” Ryan had always loved friend eggs 
for breakfast.
	“Really well,” she corrected her younger brother, “Cooked them really 
well,”

	Ryan innocently rolled his eyes and smiled, Amanda giggled at her little 
brothers’ lack of grammar.

	This was a normal daily routine for Amanda and Ryan, but now things were 
beginning to change. It had been a month since Amanda started pumping, and 
she was starting to see results. Results that were clearly visible. By the 
time Amanda finished 8th grade, Ryan was nine, and he still had not gotten 
over his milk cravings. Research told Amanda it was a case of infantilism, 
and it occurred in a fair number of boys across the country. 8th Grade was 
over, and Amanda had grown from a 30 B to a 36 B. Still, she was not done 
with puberty, and she knew she could grow even more. Ryan was still 
pre-pubescent, and his dormant sex drive took no notice of Amanda’s swelling 
utters.

When Amanda started Freshman Orientation three days before school, she was 
getting what she wanted. Boys gawked and starred at her perky, busty chest, 
and she heard them talk about her when she turned away. It was what she had 
always dreamed of; she was finally getting more attention than all the 
“popular girls.” In fact, she made them look flat by comparison.

	As freshman year went on, life only got harder. Amanda was burdened with 
more school work, but Dad was home even less often, leaving her to take care 
of Ryan even more. When mid terms came around, she nearly cracked. She had 
to use the money Dad left her to buy Ryan bagel bites and teach him to use 
the toaster oven so she could study more. Ryan hated the lack of attention, 
but he was obedient enough to respect Amanda for all she did for him. Dad 
came home for 1 weekend in March, and left again. He barely had the time to 
play catch with Ryan before leaving some money for Amanda and getting on the 
road again. He said he was looking at an apartment out of state. It was 
conveniently between his work and his home, but he knew he would be 
transferred soon. Amanda and Ryan had moved several times before mom left, 
and he didn’t want to put them through that again, making them go to all new 
schools and make new friends.

	Amanda got a date for the first time in her life, in April of freshman 
year. She could not have been happier. To make things even more symbolic and 
joyful, it was 3 days before April 14th, her birthday. His name was Dylan. 
He was about 5’8’’, not much taller than Amanda, and he had deep blue eyes. 
He was a runner and had well toned muscles, compensating for his average 
size. His hair was always a mess, a medium length brown rag in appearance. 
The only problem was, Ryan was still only 9, and couldn’t be left home 
alone.

	“Go to sleep okay sweetie,” Amandas voice was soft and cheerful.
	“Alright, goodnight Mandy,” Ryan was all tucked in, and he was fast asleep 
by the time the door bell rang. Amanda ran down stairs to answer, Dylan was 
here.
	“Hey, Mandy,”
	“Hey you,” her smile was cute and innocent.
	“My parents are actually having some people over, and my older brother has 
the car here, so if you wanna go and hang out at my place for a while, 
that’d be okay.”

	She had to think for a moment, biting her lip. Ryan shouldn’t wake up, and 
she would be back soon anyway.

	“Yeah let’s go!”
	“Alright,” Dylan walked her out to the car, and in 2 minutes she was 
pulling into the yard party. She had no idea, what she was getting into. 
Dylans' cousin, Eddy, was a freak. He spiked one of the punch boles with X 
as Dylan and Mandy were walking into the back yard. Dylans father, Jack, 
walked over to get a cup, getting tired of the beer he had been drinking. 
Eddy’s original intention was to get Dylan to do something embarrassing, but 
now he had started a chain of events that would forever alter Amanda’s life.

	Jack was young for a father; he couldn’t have been more than 40. He was in 
excellent shape too, taller and more muscular than his son. Amanda was 
secretly attracted.

	“So this is the lovely young lady Dylan won’t shut up about. Here, ladies 
first.” Jack handed Mandy the glass of punch he had been pouring himself, 
and Eddy sighed with relief from across the yard. But then, as Mandy was 
taking her glass, Jack poured himself a glass, and Dylan a glass. Eddy’s 
relief was short lived.

	“Here’s to the lovely young couple!” The three touched glasses, then drank. 
The nightmare began.

	Amanda opened her eyes, the clock on nightstand read 4:30 AM. But wait, 
this wasn’t her bed, this was…. She was still at Dylan’s house. But where 
the hell was Dylan? She sat up, and saw she was naked. Her bra and shirt 
were on the floor, accompanied by one of her shoes. Her panties were no 
where to be found, but her dress was on the bedpost behind her. She stood up 
and began collecting her things, and she was about to bend down to look 
under the bed for her other shoe when it hit her. Jack was passed out on the 
bed, naked. Mandy nearly threw up.

	“Oh my god! Oh my god! Did I have sex with him!? Holly shit, no! Oh my god 
this is NOT happening! I have to get out of here, Ryan’s gonna wake up soon, 
shit I have to walk a quarter mile! Oh my god!”

	She found her other shoe and dressed, than, trying to hold back her tears, 
made her way through the house quietly. She found her way down to the first 
floor and was about to leave through the front door when she heard a noise. 
A woman was crying in the kitchen. Fixing her shirt, Mandy crept around the 
corner. The woman looked up at her, a familiar face, but she couldn’t think 
of a name.

	“Are you happy you little slut?”
	“What? What did I do? Who are you? I don’t even know what I’m doing here!”
	“You home wrecker! Get out of my house! Out!”

The woman got up and chased Amanda out the front door, past Dylan who was 
asleep in a chair, and down the street. She collapsed crying in the middle 
of the road, conveniently just before Amanda ran out of breath. Amanda got 
back to her house at 5:00, she was crying too hard to run most of the way. 
When she got home, she crawled into her bed, but she couldn’t sleep. She 
felt defiled, deflowered, poisoned, what had she done? She couldn’t even 
remember what had happened last night. Her hand drifted down to her skirt, 
which she undid, under the bed sheets. Feeling up inside of herself, 
reaching to find the sticky poison that would confirm her guilt, but it 
wasn’t there. Her hymen was still in place, but how was that possible? She 
doubted she had had anal sex, because her ass felt normal and she even got 
up into the bathroom to look in the mirror. It wasn’t stretched. Could it 
have been oral? Doubtful, Mandy always had a powerful gag reflex, she could 
barely swallow vitamins. What the hell did she do last night? She went back 
to bed, not even bothering to put her skirt back on, or to find other 
panties. She was exhausted, confused, and depressed.

	Amanda woke up at her usual time. The thought of school worried her, she 
hoped Dylan was alright. The thoughts of the party came streaming back, but 
as her little brother started approaching her bed she was forced to put the 
thoughts out of her mind.

	“Mandy,” He sounded discerned, and appeared as if he had been crying.
	“Yeah?” She sat up in bed. “What’s wrong Ryan?”
	“Where were you last night, I got up cause I felt sick. I was really scared 
because I couldn’t find you anywhere.”
	“Aww, sweetie I’m so sorry. I went out with Dylan; I’m really sorry Ryan I 
thought you would be okay for a while.” She reached down and lifted him into 
the bed, sitting him on her naked lap. Ryan was not shocked at all by that, 
and he was totally pacified when she hugged him lovingly into her firm warm 
breasts.

“Are you gonna be okay to go to school?”
	Ryan sniffled, and then wiped his nose, which was red. “I don’t think so.”
	“It’s okay you don’t have to go to school today,” Still holding him against 
her, she reached over to the portable phone on her nightstand. It was almost 
10 years old, amazingly it still worked. She dialed the number of her high 
school attendance office, then cleared her throat and tried to make her 
voice sound more adult like.
	“Hello? … Yes this is Marilyn Brochinsky, Amanda’s mother … 9th grade, yes 
… Yeah she has the flu and she won’t be coming to school today. Okay … 
Alright … Bye.”
	“Mandy, I feel cold.”
	“It’s alright sweetie you just have the chills, you need to take a nice 
warm bath.”

	Amanda picked Ryan up, and walked into the hallway to the bathroom. Ryan 
rested idly on her shoulder. She started the hot water and let Ryan down, 
then helped him get undressed. The water wasn’t really hot so much as it was 
Luke warm, the plumbing system in the house was barely functional. When Ryan 
started to climb in, Amanda took off her shirt and bra, and then got in 
behind him. His but was between her legs, pressed up against her crotch. The 
tub filled to Ryan’s waist line as he was sitting down, and his sister shut 
off the water.

	She began soaping up a washcloth and bathing Ryan. As she finished washing 
his back she rinsed him off and began reaching in front of him to wash his 
front side. He leaned back into her breasts and turned his head sideways, as 
if he was falling asleep.

	“He’s adorable,” She thought to herself, as she slowly continued to wash 
him. There was a tickling sensation, then the feeling of muscles relaxing in 
her chest. She looked down and saw Ryan, asleep, nursing on her left breast. 
She wasn’t making a lot of milk yet, but it was enough to feed a baby.

	She wanted to stop him, but then her brain began debating with itself. It 
felt so right, so motherly, and natural. Yet, still, it was her own younger 
brother. She had to do something; this was disgusting, it was wrong! But 
when she looked down at him and moved her arms to detach him, she couldn’t. 
She simply wrapped her arms around his tiny little pre-pubescent body, and 
gently stroked his hair as he nursed. It was too adorable, she couldn’t stop 
it if she needed to, if she wanted to, if she had to. When he nursed, she 
felt important, and loved. She had a purpose, like she was his mother. She 
was taking the responsibility that her predecessor had given up several 
years ago.

	After 20 minutes of nursing, the water was starting to get cold. Amanda 
carefully, as to not wake her baby (brother) reached across the tub and 
opened the drain a little bit, then started a soft quite stream of warm 
water. She felt like she was having an orgasm. The milk flowing from her 
soft tender breast into the mouth of her little brother was amazing. A 
woman’s body naturally triggers a neurological response when she 
breastfeeds, triggering pleasure sensors and creating an over all sense of 
relaxation and happiness. But this was even more, it was spiritual. Amanda 
felt like she was enlightened, a higher being. She was addicted to the 
feeling, wishing it never had to end.

Unfortunately for Amanda, Ryan stopped nursing. He had had his fill. She 
gently nudged him awake after a minute or so, and began bathing him again.

	Ryan yawned quietly, “What- did I fall asleep?”
	“It’s okay you just dozed out for a second, now stop talking so I can wash 
your face.”

Ryan didn’t question Amanda’s answer; he simply shut his mouth and let her 
continue washing him. But what was this creamy taste in his mouth? He hadn’t 
eaten anything since last night. Amanda rinsed his face and he lifted his 
left leg so she could wash it, than he rinsed it and she washed his right 
leg. Ryan was too young to realize what it meant, but he had a fairly large 
erection, for a 9 year old of course.  Amanda noticed, and subconsciously, 
something in her brain clicked. It was the first of many “clicks” in a 
massive chain reaction that would change her life forever.


Chapter 2: Changes

	It was 1 week from the party, and Amanda hadn’t seen Dylan anywhere. She 
continued her pumping regularly, but she was finding less and less time to 
do it. After 9 days of confusion, Dylan was back in school. When he walked 
into homeroom a few minutes before the bell, Amanda ran over and threw her 
arms around him. He kissed her on the cheek and held her tight.

	“Dylan, what happened at the party? I can’t remember anything.”
	“Well the police showed up and interviewed my mom, turns out, me and my dad 
tested positive for X, someone must have spiked one of the punch bowls, but 
who the fuck would do that? The last thing I remember is sitting in the 
yard, and my dad got arrested.”
	“Oh my god why?”
	“Mom walked into her bedroom and apparently he was making messing around 
with some underage girl. I think it was one of my cousins, but my mom 
couldn’t think of a name. All she said was a short brunette with big tits.”
	Amanda nearly choked, luckily for her; Dylan had several brunette cousins 
of varying heights, ages, and breast sizes. She had seen several at the 
party last night. And in addition to his cousins, there were easily 40 
people at the party who could be blamed for everything and anything.”
	“So he got arrested, and… Mandy, I don’t know how to tell you this,”
	“What’s wrong sweetie?”
	“Without my dad bringin in cash, I can’t stay here, my family has to move. 
Moms making me go with her to my grandparent’s house.”
	“Well you can still come out to visit right?”
	“Mandy, my grandparents live in Florida.”
	The tears were starting.
	“Baby don’t worry, it’s only for a little while, maybe a few months at 
best. I’ll come back, some day. I’m gonna miss you so much.”
	Dylan kissed her again on the cheek, and the bell rang. Amanda managed to 
fight back her tears so her classmates who were now entering the room 
wouldn’t notice anything.

	Sure enough, the next week at school, Dylan wasn’t there. He was gone, 
possibly for good, and Amanda was miserable. She barely got through the day 
without breaking into to tears, every time a teacher called aloud; “Dylan 
Thompson?” It was like a blow to her heart. Mondays are always bad, but this 
particular Monday of this particular week was horrible. Amanda felt like she 
was going on autopilot throughout the day. She couldn’t focus in any of her 
classes; all she could do was think of Dylan. Before she knew it, the bus 
was at her stop, and she was walking down the aisle to get off.

	She walked into the door and dumped her things down in the corner. It was 
rainy, crummy, September day, and the weather matched her mood perfectly; 
Bleak and depressing. All she wanted to do was fall asleep and forget all 
about everything that had happened in the past month, but that wasn’t going 
to happen. She dragged herself up the stairs and down the hall, into her 
bedroom and collapsed on the bed. Her arms folded over her head. There was a 
tugging on her right sleeve, which faced the room away from her bed.

	“Mandy?” an innocent 9 year old spoke softly to her. “Mandy, what’s wrong?”

	“You wouldn’t under…understand,” The tears flowed freely now and 
interrupted her speech.

	“Mandy don’t be sad, when you feel sad it makes me feel sad and I don’t 
like feeling sad.”

	Mandy managed to force her head up off of her pillow, the tears still 
flowing down her cheeks. There was another “click” in her brain, with the 
realization that her brother was the only thing that made her happy. Still 
crying, she reached down and picked her little brother up in her arms. She 
struggled slightly.

	“Ohh come here you little dork, oh your getting big.” She began to smile as 
her tears slowed. Ryan didn’t have to say anything else. Amanda picked him 
up and laid him down, facing her, on her bed. She wrapped her arms around 
him and squeezed him close to her; his face was pushed into her cleavage, 
through her tight pink blouse.

	“What the heck is that?” Ryan thought to himself. His penis had become 
longer and stiff again, like when Amanda was touching him in the tub. And it 
felt good when she held him close to her boobs, he thought. But this never 
happened when mom breastfed him. Or did it? He was too young to remember.

	Amanda and Ryan slept for about 2 hours, before she woke up. Carefully, she 
removed her arms from around her adorable little brother, and aloud him to 
continue sleeping while she went downstairs to make something to eat, and 
finish her homework.



Time Passes

Over the next four years, Amanda and Ryan continued there usual routines, 
and the memories of Dylan faded. Amanda, feeling guilty about wasting all 
her milk, bought a few glass milk bottles from the local dairy, and when the 
milk was drained, she washed them and milked herself into them. Her brother 
noted that one morning his cereal tasted creamier. He loved her milk, 
without even realizing he was drinking it. And on top of that, his sister 
loved him, without even realizing how much more than a normal sister would.


4 Years Later

	Amanda got up on her regular schedule, 8:00. 4 years had past, and it was 
the summer after her Jr. Year at high school.  She began pumping. Her 
breasts had swollen from a 36B to a 34C in the past 4 years; progress had 
been slow because some days she was too busy to pump. She was however making 
milk, and although it wasn’t quite authentic mother’s milk, it was damned 
close. She was getting very excited, and she still had another 2 months 
before going back to school. Surely her breasts could swell up a little more 
before school started. She would make a big impression on the boys Senior 
Year. The problem now was that she needed to shop for new bras, as she had 
outgrown all her old ones. Putting on the same T shirt she wore yesterday 
she walked out to the old station wagon her father had left her for when he 
went away in the company car. She got in and started the car, letting it 
warm up a bit while she put her purse down and put on her seatbelt, briefly 
adjusting the mirrors. She looked at her 17 year old face in the mirror, and 
for the first time in a long time, she felt secure about her appearance. She 
was able to confidently feel sexy, about herself. It was a good feeling, and 
she didn’t know it, but it was not the last of many good feelings she would 
soon be feeling.

	Ryan was now 12, and he was entering puberty. He started having wet dreams, 
about Amanda. Sometimes, when she was coming home late from school, or she 
was out shopping, he would smell and try on her clothing. He had learned how 
to masturbate, and it was a chronic habit of his. He really had nothing else 
to do since all his friends lived far away, so he spent most of his time 
consulting Professor Jerkoffski.

	At 11:00 she was on her way back from the mall, she had used her payment 
from her recently quit job at the local supermarket to buy a new pair of 
shoes, some jeans, and of course a great deal of new bras. She needed to get 
home however, as Ryan would be waking up soon and she hadn’t showered last 
night. It was a pain in the ass showering at her house. Only one working 
shower in the whole house, and only 10 minutes worth of hot water at a time. 
She and Ryan often bathed together because Father complained about the water 
bill. Amanda pulled into the driveway and parked the car. She grabbed her 
purse and 3 shopping bags of clothes and walked in the front door, 
thankfully she had remembered her key.

	“Ryan! You’re filthy! Where have you been?” Amanda was shocked when she saw 
her little brother in the kitchen getting a glass of water, he had mud 
stains all over his legs and up around his shorts, grass and tears all over 
his T shirt.

	“I was down by the creek again, sorry Mandy.” He looked at the ground, 
slightly ashamed. When ever he made a mess Amanda always felt obligated to 
clean it up.

	“I’ve told you not to go down their! You ruined your clothes,” Looking 
slightly irritated, but not mad, Amanda put down her purse and shopping bags 
on the kitchen table. “Come on Ryan, you need a bath, and quite frankly so 
do I.”

	Amanda started the hot water as Ryan undressed. He tossed his stained and 
torn clothes into the dirty laundry hamper beside the sink, and climbed into 
the tub.

	Ryan had decided what he would do. He was so tempted every time he saw his 
big sisters swollen tits swaying back and forth when she walked. He wanted 
to touch them so bad. Thank god he thought, for the horrible plumbing. He 
still got to bath with his older sister, which was the highlight of his day.

Thankfully the water was hot; sometimes the old pipes in the house were not 
so cooperative. Ryan climbed into the tub and sat began rinsing the mud off 
his body. It ran down the drain with ease, but he still needed an actual 
bath. Now that the mud and free floating dirt was gone, Amanda plugged the 
drain and began to take off her jeans and T shirt. Ryan’s 12 year organ 
instantly swelled up and stood to the occasion. He leaned forward and tried 
to hide it, he didn’t want his sister to know what he was planning.

When she was fully naked the tub was filled, and she turned off the faucet. 
She climbed into the tub and sat behind her brother, her knees up and spread 
slightly so he was sitting directly in front of her, his but nearly touching 
her womanhood. Amanda began to wash her little brother, using the soapy 
washcloth all over his back and shoulders, then letting him duck down and 
rinse himself while she did her own upper body.

Ryan leaned back and intentionally leaned back into Amanda, yawning and 
acting as if he was tired. She took no notice of her younger sibling resting 
his head in her cleavage. She told him to sit up on her lap and she sat 
Indian style, raising his but out of the water. She began washing his crotch 
and her hand ran into a giant errection. In a split second, there was 
another click. Thoughts of incest with her little brother crossed her mind. 
And she pushed them out, feeling disgusted with herself. In a way of 
subconscious betrayal, her brain dwelled on the fact that she hadn’t had a 
boyfriend in 3 years, and was still a virgin.

	“Mandy,” he said.

“Yes?” as she continued bathing him.

“You’re really pretty.”

	“Aww thank you sweetie.”

When they finished bathing they both got out of the tub and walked into 
their bedroom. The farm house was small and Amanda and Ryan had to share a 
room. That’s why she used the pump in mothers and fathers room. She put on a 
clean pair of panties and jeans. As she walked down stairs topless, carrying 
her T shirt in her other hand, her brother began to take more notice of her 
swollen breasts. He didn’t say it out loud, but he was silently asking 
himself how they had seemed to get bigger so quickly. Amanda put on one of 
her new bras and slipped on her T shirt. Then she set about making lunch for 
Ryan and father, who would be returning home for a few days before his next 
leave. Ryan ran back into the bathroom and grabbed Amanda’s panties and bra. 
He began sniffing deeply and pulling down his pants with his free hand so he 
could pleasure himself.

Amanda looked at her wrist, wanting to know the time.

“Shit,” she said, “I forgot my watch upstairs.” And she made her way up the 
stairs, where Ryan was nearing his climax. Her feet made little noise on the 
soft carpet, and she overheard a slapping and moaning noise emanating from 
the bathroom. Feeling curios she leaned back against the wall slightly and 
walked up quietly.

“OH MANDY! OHH- OH GOD!” Ryan’s naked but thrust forward into a pair of 
panties his right hand held wrapped around his cock. Amanda stifled a 
scream, more of surprise than anything else. The most shocking thing 
however, was another trigger going off in her brain. She was smiling.


Chapter 3: Dairy Cravings

	It was now week five, and Amanda’s breasts had reached 36 C cup. She was 
finally satisfied with her breasts, and out of the pump now flowed warm, 
creamy, nutritious mother’s milk. She really didn’t know what to do with it 
and almost always ended up pouring it down the kitchen sink drain. Her 
birthday had passed and she was now 17, and she was proud of it. Father had 
gone to an out of state conference and she was alone with Ryan for the week. 
After dinner, she sat down on the couch and looked for a movie.

	“What cha’ watch in?” Asked Ryan, as he curiously entered the room.
	“Some old scary movie, wanna come watch with me?”
	“But I don’t like scary movies,” Ryan blushed, slightly embarrassed.
	“Oh come on, I’m supposed to be the girl. Come watch with me its not that 
scary,” Amanda patted the seat cushion next to her gesturing for her little 
brother to come sit next to her. Ryan climbed up on the couch and began 
watching the old slasher movie. It proved to not be very scary at all, and 
Ryan was getting sleepy. Amanda paid no notice as he drifted to sleep, 
slowly leaning over as he lost attention, his head falling to rest on her 
firm swollen breasts.

	When the movie was over Amanda decided it was time for bed, she woke Ryan 
off of his busty pillows, and told him it was time for bed. She walked up 
stairs with him following close behind; he observed her swinging hips with 
the gaze a hungry lion looks upon a gazelle. Ryan thought fast, he had to 
find a way to get his hands on that juicy ass. They walked into the bedroom 
and Ryan made his move.

	“Mandy?” he said.

	“Yes Ryan?”

	“I’m afraid to have nightmares; will you sleep with me tonight?”

“Ha, wow Ryan,” She sighed dramatically. “Yes, because your not man enough 
to handle a scary movie.”

	“It’s just the blood,” he said, trying to defend himself. “Bloody scenes 
bug me.”

	“Yeah okay.”

Ryan took off his shorts and shirt so he was only in his boxers, and he 
climbed into bed. He watched Amanda take off everything but her bra and 
panties, and climb in with him under the thin sheet. Finally, Amanda dosed 
off. Ryan’s hand carefully crept over her slender waste and got a firm hold 
on her left but cheek. Ryan moaned slightly as his raging boner poked out of 
the slit in his boxers and brushed against his sister’s panties. He fell 
asleep, right into a wet dream. And before long, Amanda’s panties were 
stained with his cum. As if by an act of a higher being, his sister was 
having a “wet dream” about him. Her mind was now in full civil war. Half of 
her was hating itself and considering suicide for what the other half was 
thinking off. The possibility of being in love with her 12 year old younger 
brother. Women are genetically programmed to pick out the best suited mate 
to father their young, but when only one possible mate is around, he is 
obviously the best.

	Summer was wearing on now to the last 3 weeks before school, and an awful 
storm came down one night. Amanda’s father had to stop at a motel out of 
state because it was so dangerous, thunder and lightning rang on like 
explosions. Amanda sat on the couch, watching old VHS tapes hoping the power 
wouldn’t go out. Ryan hated thunderstorms, and he held onto his sister ever 
so tightly. All at once there was a massive blast of lightning and 
everything went dark, the power failed. He stifled a scream and began to 
whimper.

	“It’s okay, it’s only a storm,” Said Amanda, desperately tying to sooth her 
12 year old brother. He continued to whimper and from the sounds outside, 
the storm was going to continue all night. After about 20 minutes of 
listening to Ryan whimpering Amanda’s motherly instincts took over her. She 
took off her t shirt and unattached her bra.

	“What are you doing Mandy? We can’t take baths now,”

	Ryan thought silently in his own head, “Oh my god yes!” He only intended to 
trick her into cuddling with him, but now she was going to let him suck on 
her boobs?”

“Shhh,” she said, gently nudging her left breast into Ryan’s lips. Without 
asking further questions Ryan latched onto the nipple and began to 
nurse…Milk. Ryan looked up at his sister with the look of a defenseless 
puppy, begging for attention. This was incredible. He pinched his arm so 
hard with his nails he nearly bled. “Nope,” he thought. “I’m not 
dreaming…Someone has definitely murdered me, and I am in heaven.”

He didn’t care about anything else at that moment. He had been so aggravated 
when mom left him and forced him to wean immediately. Amanda began to smile 
and relax as her younger brother fed from her breasts. Neither of them 
noticed the horrible storm anymore. Amanda put one hand under Ryan’s head 
and another under his but and nudged him up onto her lap; he nursed like a 
baby for almost a half an hour.


Chapter 4: Becoming a mother.

	School had started for Amanda and Ryan, but Amanda had to get up earlier 
then Ryan. Dad would sometimes arrive home at 4 in the morning or something 
and leave about mid day. Never taking the time to talk to Ryan or Amanda. He 
had to volunteer extra hours to get the pay he needed. He brought home 
groceries and some extra money if he could spare, and left it on Amanda’s 
nightstand. But now Ryan was more than ever in need of a mother, and Amanda 
was determined to help him. He was entering 5th grade and she was in 12th. 
Everyday he came home and Amanda would cook dinner, and if necessary help 
him with his homework. After dinner if he behaved she would let him nurse 
for as long as he wanted.

	Amanda truly became Ryan’s mother. Ryan even started calling her mom, not 
sis, or Mandy, or Amanda, just mom or mommy. Over the months of school 
Amanda taught Ryan how to be more polite and how and how not to engage in 
conversations with various people. He learned so much from his new “mommy.” 
One day Ryan was out in the yard after school playing with an old baseball 
bat his father had left in the shed. He started hitting the ball around in 
the yard, but he was too close to the house. On one particular swing he sent 
the ball through the living room window. He ran inside and hid the ball 
before Amanda got home from her club at school. When she did return home she 
was not happy.

	“Ryan! Come down here this instant!” she shouted up the stairs. Ryan came 
running down into the living room. Amanda was standing next to the window 
with a very upset expression on her face. She stared Ryan right in the eye, 
Ryan trying to stare back without showing his guilt.

	“Did you do this?” she pointed to the broken window pane. “Did you?”
	“It- it- wasn’t me mommy, honest,” he began to turn red with guilt.
	“Then who was it?” Amanda asked, now sounding more sarcastic. Ryan didn’t 
respond. Amanda knelt down in front of him, still starring into his young 
eyes. “I know you did this Ryan. Don’t you ever lie to me again, lying is 
wrong.”
	“Nobody cares what you think you’re a girl!” He shouted into her face, now 
crying with guilt.
	Amanda gasped in shock. “How dare you!” She grabbed Ryan before he could 
say anything else. Taking him over her knee she forced his pants down a bit 
and began to spank him. *SMACK*
	“Don’t you ever say that! Ever!” *SMACK*
	“Alright I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I won’t say it again!” Amanda stopped before 
her third strike; her little brother was starting to cry. She let him down 
and pulled his pants back up, before he could say anything else she picked 
him up and sat on the couch with him in her lap.

	“You can’t lie to me anymore, okay sweetie? Mommy doesn’t want to hit you 
but you can’t lie, and you can’t talk to people that way.”
	“I’m sorry mommy, I’ll never say it again I promise.” Amanda opened her 
blouse and unhitched her bra, letting Ryan nurse to take his mind off of his 
sore bottom. She hated to hit him like that, she almost cried from the 
thought of it. But she would never have to do it again, Ryan had learned his 
lesson.


Chapter 5: Growing Up

	Over the years Amanda and Ryan developed an unbreakable mother and son 
bond. She was now 18, and school had just let out for another summer 
vacation. She would go to college in 3 months. Ryan had graduated 6th grade 
and was going to be a 7th grader. He was now 13 years old. Amanda could no 
longer pick him up and cradle him, but she still nursed him occasionally. 
She considered weaning him many times, but she couldn’t bring herself to do 
it. The bond it brought between her and her little brother was far too 
valuable. One day when Amanda and Ryan were bathing Amanda noticed 
something. Ryan had a massive erection. She was confused at first, as to why 
this seemed to happen every time they bathed together. But the more 
confusing thing, was why she wanted to play with it so much. He had some 
degree of pubic hair now and was bigger than Amanda. He stood 5’7’’ And 
weighed about 125lbs. His voice had also started to drop.

“Mom you’re so pretty,” he said, as they rinsed each other off under the old 
shower head.

“Thank you sweetie,” Amanda had never taken the time to determine her 
definite opinion on incest, but she knew she was interested in Ryan’s nearly 
6 inch hard cock. As the two got out of the shower and dried off, Amanda 
went into their bedroom. Ryan dressed and went downstairs to continue a 
movie.

	“Finally,” she thought to herself, “All alone.” Amanda closed her bedroom 
door but the lock didn’t work. She took off her towel and rather then 
getting undressed she lay down on her bed completely naked. She began to 
finger herself intently, moaning slightly as her clitoris became stiff and 
excited.

	It was getting late and Ryan’s movie was almost over, after which he 
planned to go to bed. Amanda was fingering herself furiously now, moments 
from her climax.

	“Ohhh, ohh yes…. Yes! YES! MMMM!” She barely held in her scream of pleasure 
as she finally came, unfortunately for her, she was a squirter. “OH shit!” 
she yelled out in embarrassment as her lubricants shot out across her 
bedspread. She soaked her entire bed in the period of 3 seconds. Still 
breathing hard she got up and slipped into some panties and a bra, and began 
removing the sheets. Ryan’s movie had come to an end, and he was headed 
upstairs. He ran into Amanda just as she was exiting her bedroom door with a 
bundle of sheets.

	“What are you up too mom?”
	“ohh- umm, nothing I just wanted to change my sheets they are getting 
dirty. I don’t really wanna have to go get another set from down stairs 
could I just sleep with you tonight honey?”

“Yeah sure,” Ryan walked into his room as Amanda threw the sheets into the 
bathrooms dirty laundry hamper. She came back into the room still in her bra 
and panties; Ryan was in boxers and a t shirt, already in bed. She climbed 
in to join him and they pulled up the covers.

“Thanks sweetie,” she said as she began to drift off to sleep. Ryan leaned 
his head in a bit and pulled down her bra, he started to gently suck on the 
nipple. “Ryan stop that, aren’t you getting a little old for that?”
	“I’m sorry mom, it just tastes so good.”

“Well it’s supposed to, but it’s not normal for a 13 year old to still be 
nursing. Now go to sleep”

In the night Ryan couldn’t fall asleep. Amanda was out in minutes, but Ryan 
lay awake with a ragging boner. He didn’t care that it was his sister he had 
his arms around; he wanted to have sex with her. He wanted her more than 
anything in the world. The head of his penis poked through the slit in his 
boxers and pressed lightly against Amanda’s panties. Ryan leaned in a little 
bit and very gently, as not to wake her, continued to suck on her nipples. 
After 10 minutes of this he shot off a white load across Amanda’s inner 
thigh and panties. He was embarrassed but relieved as he began to go soft 
again, and he too drifted off to sleep.

	“Ryan, wake up sleepy head,” Amanda was standing up over the bed, having 
changed her cum stained panties.

“What’s up mom?” Ryan said casually as he started to wake.

“You had a wet dream last night, and you sort of dreamed all over me, if you 
get what I mean.”

“What?” Ryan blushed, he remembered what had happen but he pretended not to. 
“Oh, uhh…”

“Ryan, come on, don’t play dumb. You’ve been doing this for a year now. You 
need to masturbate more so that doesn’t happen.”

“But mom I can’t, I’ve tried jerking off and it just doesn’t feel good. Can 
you show me a better way to do it?”

“I really shouldn’t, I mean…I’m your sister. Oh fuck it; you would have 
gotten me pregnant if I hadn’t had panties on. Ha, that would have been 
fun.”

Ryan silently thought to himself, “Yeah, it would’ve.” Amanda sat down on 
the bed and pulled down the blankets. She then pulled Ryan’s cock out of his 
boxers and started pumping it hard and fast. In a matter of seconds he was 
fully hard and ready, being so turned on by what was happening.

	“Ohhh mom, that’s amazing!” Ryan sat up and turned his body so he was next 
to her.

“You can’t tell anyone I showed you this, I think it’s illegal. We are still 
brother and sister you know.” Amanda looked worried but thinking about how 
she honestly could have gotten pregnant last night motivated her to do this.

“You’re not my sister,” Said Ryan, “You’re my mom.” Ryan’s hand began to 
reach around Amanda’s back, coming around her side very slowly.

“Yeah I know I know, but this is still wrong. You need a girlfriend to do 
this for you.”

“I don’t want a girlfriend yet, they are annoying. I’m happy hanging out 
with you.” Ryan’s hand reached around and dove suddenly into Amanda’s 
panties; he started to finger her rapidly. He had learned well from all the 
time he spent spying on her

	“Ohhh god!” Amanda let out a slight yelp of surprise, but it felt amazing 
and she wasn’t about to stop her brother. Ryan began to kiss her up the neck 
as she jerked him off, and for a moment Amanda seemed to forget they were 
related. She went down on his cock as it was now fully hard, and almost 
immediately he shot a jet of white steamy cum into her throat. He tried to 
hold it but Amanda was too hot for him.

“MMM- *gulp*” Amanda swallowed his load before sitting up again. “Holly shit 
Ryan! Have you like, never masturbated before!?” She swallowed again to 
clear the last of the cum from her mouth.

Ryan was still fingering her and kissing her neck. She began to come back to 
reality again however, and the moment of erotic taboo was over.

“Stop it, Ryan stop- please,” She got up and began putting on a T shirt and 
jeans. Ryan stood up, not sure what to do now.

“What’s wrong, babe?” That was the first time he had ever addressed Amanda 
by a flirting name, but she took little notice of it.

“This is incest okay, it’s wrong. I know our family is torn apart I know I’m 
sort of like your mother but by blood I’m your sister and either way it’s 
wrong for me to do these things with you.” She seemed somehow worried and 
upset with herself. Ryan stood up and walked over to her, he gave her a big 
hug and began to whisper back in her ear.

“It’s okay, it doesn’t matter. It’s not like we had sex, and you were just 
teaching my things that’s all. Don’t be so hard on yourself”

“You don’t understand-”

“I do, and it’s okay.” He kissed her cheek lovingly, and let go. He got 
dressed while Amanda was left standing in the room, pondering how her 13 
year old brother had developed such a confident sexual opinion. And 
pondering still if she could go farther with him. She couldn’t deny to 
herself that she wanted his cock, but she felt it was some how wrong. Ryan 
on the other hand, would jump at the opportunity to mount his loving sister, 
and have full on vaginal intercourse with her. He wanted her, he wanted to 
be inside of her, and he wanted to start a new family with his gorgeous, 
sexy sister.


Chapter 6: Sexual Tension

	Father finally took a vacation for the first time In over 3 years. He was 
so happy to be home again, and he had gained several promotions and was 
making better pay now.

	“Amanda! I have something for you!” Father held in his hands an ipod, 
something he could never afford that Amanda had wanted for a long time.

	“What is it dad?” Amanda walked into the kitchen and hugged her father. “I 
haven’t seen you in such a long time.”
	“Here you go sweetie, I knew you wanted this for quite a while.” Amanda 
hugged her father again, the smile on her face spread wide as she held the 
small device in her hands. “Thank you so much daddy!” She kissed him on the 
cheek and ran upstairs to start loading her music on to it. In perfect 
timing she had finally saved up enough money to buy a desktop in the past 
month.

	Mr. Brochinsky was shocked at how his daughter had grown. He pondered to 
himself how she had filled her figure so well, her breasts were incredible. 
Although his thought was more observations than attraction, he couldn’t help 
but notice.

	Father cooked dinner that evening before packing his bags. He had played 
catch with Ryan for an hour, and after some over dinner communication with 
Ryan and Amanda he decided he could get an apartment out of state so he 
could spend more solid time working. It would be easier for him and he was 
now confident with Amanda’s ability to parent. He told her she could start 
college when she felt like it, as he was going to regularly mail home money 
for the two of them to use. Amanda’s part time jobs only brought in so much.

	The next morning Amanda opened her eyes. Her brother was sitting on the 
bed, not facing her however. He was jerking himself violently to a picture 
of her. Suddenly an incredible feeling of guilt came over the young girl. 
She rolled over in her bed and was tormented by her thoughts. Different 
things kept running through her mind. “I want him,” “No it’s wrong!” “I want 
his cock!” “But I can’t!” She felt awful for breastfeeding him. She now saw 
that as a result of her wanting bigger breasts she had brought incest into 
her home.

	“Huhhhhh uhhh o god YES!” Her brother finished masturbating and shot out 
some more of his cream onto his pillow. He flipped over the pillow to hide 
his seeds, and then went downstairs to see if there was anything good on TV. 
Amanda’s thoughts had tormented her too long, and now the desire for sex was 
getting stronger and stronger. She never actually had a boyfriend once 
things with Dylan ended, when she started feeding Ryan all her time was 
taken up by posing as his mother.

	Amanda looked down at her large swollen breasts. They stood perky and firm, 
and bigger than 2 days ago, she forgot she had not nursed Ryan in almost a 
week, and threw out the pump years ago when it broke. Her sex drive was 
immense, a beautiful 18 year old lactating virgin, desperate for male 
attention. But from her own brother? Would she really sink that low? The 
girl sat up in bed and debated with her own thoughts, but her sex drive in 
combination with the pain of her over swelled utters won out in the end. She 
made her way downstairs into the living room.

	“Mornin’ mommy,” Ryan looked up to Amanda as she entered the room. She 
moved over to the couch and sat down next to him.

“Stop calling me that, I’m your sister,”

“But mom I-“

“I told you to stop,”

“Sorry Amanda,” That was the first time he had addressed her as his sister 
in over a year.

“I need to nurse you again, my tits are swollen and they hurt and I have 
nothing else to do with the milk, please just nurse for a while so the pain 
stops-” Before she could finish her sentence Ryan was undoing her bra and 
latching on. He gulped down as much milk as he could before moving to the 
other breast. Suddenly Amanda realizes he was on top of her lap, and his 
hands were feeling her ass cheeks, but she couldn’t bring herself to stop 
it. Her idle hands went down to his crotch and began to feel his swollen 
cock. Ryan leaned in suddenly and planted a wet open mouth kiss on her, she 
returned the favor. Both siblings were engulfed in a rage of erotic passion; 
uncontrollably they grabbed each others bodies. Ryan wiped out his cock and 
Amanda sucked him off. Deeper and deeper, harder and faster. He shot a jet 
of white cum into her mouth which she swallowed eagerly.

	Ryan sat up again and started undoing her pants, she slipped out of her 
jeans and so did Ryan. However, when he started to pull down her panties, 
she stopped him again.

	“What’s wrong baby?” Ryan spoke with cockiness in his voice as he kissed 
her neck.
	“I can’t do this!” Amanda sounded as if she was on the verge of tears. “I 
just can’t, we are related!” She got up and ran upstairs into the bathroom. 
Hoping that a nice warm bath would bring her senses back to normal.


Chapter 8: Tension Brakes

Ryan took of his boxers so he was completely naked, and walked up stairs. 
Amanda stood in the shower with her head against the porcelain wall, the 
warm water running down her back. Ryan carefully opened the door, and very 
quietly he snuck in behind Amanda. Before she could realize what was 
happening he was standing behind her in the tub, his hot ragging organ 
pulsating against her but crack.

	“Come on, I know you want it,” The words were almost frightening coming 
from her 13 year old brother. But Amanda knew she wanted it. Every inch of 
her body wanted nothing more than to have every possible kind of sex with 
her brother. She wanted him to cum inside her, flooding her ovulating womb 
with his seeds. She had never taken birth control in her life, and she 
didn’t care. Rather than respond to her brother, she simply leaned her but 
out a bit so it pressed harder against her brother’s cock. He leaned forward 
and started kissing her again.

Amanda’s brain was going mad, mentally shouting at her for letting this 
happen, going berserk. She felt the biggest urge of guilt she had ever felt, 
but at the same time her body was begging yes. Her body was telling her to 
have sex, her motherly instincts that had been stuck in overdrive all her 
life told her she was ovulating and she needed seeds. Her brothers seeds to 
be more specific.

Ryan continued kissing Amanda’s neck as his hands moved up in front of her 
and began grabbing her swollen breasts. Tiny jets of milk shot out of her 
nipples, and Ryan’s cock became so hard he feared it would burst at the 
seems if he didn’t have sex with his sister right then and there. Amanda 
closed her eyes tight, she knew her brother would do it, she just knew, and 
he did. In one quick motion Ryan pulled back, bent his knees slightly and 
pushed forward again. His cock passed under Amanda’s but hole and up to her 
vagaina, were her hot pussy lips were already soaked. His cock pushed up 
into the lips and then slid inside her; Amanda and Ryan were no longer 
virgins. Amanda thought she had had sex with Dylan’s father, but after being 
dosed with x, they both took their clothes off and simply crawled around on 
the floor like deranged animals. They were far too uncoordinated to mate.

Ryan immediately began pumping in and out of his sister, determined to blast 
her with his potent seeds. Amanda pushed back against his body with her 
tight round ass, her soft yet firm cheeks pressing into Ryan’s waist only 
made him hornier. Amanda’s face became red as she was flushed with pleasure, 
she started to moan softly as her brother pushed deeper with each thrust.

“OH god Ryan, Yes! Don’t stop! Cum inside me!”
“I love you so much Amanda, you’re the best sister a guy could have,”
“Ryan, I wanna have your babies.” With that being said, Ryan’s sex drive 
blasted through the roof. He pulled back and shoved forward with immense 
force, and his cock pushed into Amanda’s cervix. He felt the muscles begin 
to part and his cock passed into her womb. The cervix contracted hard on 
Ryan’s cock and began to milk him like he was milking his sister’s tits all 
over the porcelain wall. He could practically sense the millions of eggs 
floating around inside Amanda’s warm womb.

“OH YES! YES! HARDER!” Amanda screamed in orgasm as her cervix was parted. 
Her hips bucked back and forth with her younger brothers. She had some 
immense drive in somewhere, and she didn’t know where it was coming from, 
but she was determined to get pregnant. “Deeper baby! Cum inside your sissy! 
I know you want to!”

“Oh god yes Amanda! I wanna cum inside you; I wanna knock you up so bad!” 
Ryan thrusted as hard as his young immature body would allow, and finally he 
began to feel a tingling sensation in his balls. “Oh sis, I think I’m gonna 
–”

Before he could finish his sentence, Amanda came violently. Her body 
shivered and vibrated like it was possessed and her lubricants ran lose.
“OH SHIT!” Her pussy lips parted briefly and there was a powerful explosion 
of lubricant all over the tub. It sprayed out across the porcelain wall and 
tub basin, and most of all; it sprayed out across Ryan’s cock. After hearing 
his sister scream in pleasure and feeling her lubricants jet out all over 
him, the tingly sensation in Ryan’s balls became a burning fire in his cock.
“I’m gonna cum! Amanda I’m gonna cum inside you!” Amanda quickly pushed down 
against the wall and back her pussy down onto Ryan’s cock as deep as it 
could go, her cervix made one final contraction and her younger brother went 
off like a rocket. “YES!” His yell was almost a roar of pride as his white 
hot jet of seed sprayed into Amanda’s womb. The sperm cells swam free into 
her well lubricated womb and began seeking out her eggs.

Amanda shut off the shower water and pulled Ryan’s cock out of her. She led 
him by the hand out of the bathroom and into the master bedroom, her 
parent’s bedroom, her new bedroom. She pulled Ryan around and pushed him so 
he sat on the bed, his cock still raging hard. She sat down on him, in the 
cowgirl position, and began to bounce.

“Oh god, Amanda, I really hope your pregnant.” Her brother was almost 
possessed by his lust.

“Me too baby, me too.”

Amanda bounced harder and harder, faster and faster, her massive milk filled 
utters were bouncing wildly against her chest. Ryan managed to inch himself 
up onto the center of the bed, and Amanda laid down on top of him. He pushed 
his legs up behind her and started pumping her harder and harder, and they 
locked into an open mouth kiss. Amanda broke the kiss and began to moan 
almost violently, she was cumming again.

“Ohh baby, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum all over you.” She smiled with an 
innocent yet naughty tone in her voice.

“Do it, I want it all over me,” Her brother started to bounce her harder, 
and it paid off.

“OOOH! HERE IT IS! MMMM!” The lubricants sprayed out over the bed spread. It 
didn’t much make a difference because in their fit of lust neither one of 
them had taken the time to dry off from the shower.

“OH YES! I love you sis! Uh- ooohhhh YEAH!” Ryan thrust upward suddenly as 
his cock twitched spasmodically. He sprayed another load of cum into his 
sister’s fertile womb. “Oh, oh that is so much better.”

Amanda lay down as Ryan straightened his legs, and she rested her head on 
his chest. She calmly drifted to sleep, listening to his steady heartbeat as 
it slowly declined after the rush of sex was over. Ryan stroked her hair 
lovingly, admiring how adorable she was. They were no longer siblings in 
each others eyes, they were lovers, and they were a couple. They drifted off 
to sleep, and after a few minutes Ryan became soft again and his penis 
contracted out of his sister’s vagaina.

They both knew, what was happening inside of Amanda. They both knew, that at 
least one, or if by blessing, maybe two of Ryan’s sperm had found and 
penetrated an egg. They both knew, they were going to be parents.

TO BE CONTINUED

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