I thought about it for a minute. Would he work or would I? How long before we would move out? I wondered about that and a few other things. And he looked right at me as I was thinking about that.
“What's on your mind sis?” Steve asked.
“Just wondering what married life is gonna be like once we have the baby. Like what are we gonna name our girl? Just that kind of stuff,” I replied.
Then he kissed me once.
“Well, we need to talk about that sometime, but for right now let's just enjoy each others company,” Steve said.
“OK, I was just thinking, I wasn't making decisions or anything like that,” I replied.
“I know sweetheart. I love you,” Steve said.
“I love you too,” I replied.
Then we kissed again and he started giving me a massage. It felt really good on my shoulders with his very soft hands.
“We just had sex, you wanna have sex again already?” I asked.
“No, I'm just making my wife feel good,” Steve replied.
“Well thank you,” I said.
Then I just enjoyed my free massage for a few minutes. He really did love me, to give me a massage after sex? I had a winner. A little while later we went back out there and let our parents know how the lingerie worked.
“Well, did you two enjoy it?” Michelle asked as we sat down.
“Yes, it fit really good. And I took it off very smoothly as well,” I replied.
“Well we're glad you liked it,” Ryan said.
Then we all just sat in silence for a couple minutes. Steve felt my stomach again and kissed me on the forehead.
“OK I get it, you love me,” I said.
“You are funny my lady,” Steve replied.
I made him laugh many times. And over the next few months I had really started to get big. I was about 20 weeks along. Steve had officially dropped out of college for the time being and got a job. We were saving up for an apartment someday, but also, and more importantly, for the baby. One Monday afternoon Steve was just getting home at about 5:30. And we were happy to see each other again. He worked to support the woman he loved.
“So how bad has it been?” Ryan asked Steve as he sat down with me.
“You mean our sex life?” Steve asked.
“Yes, and work,” Ryan replied.
“Well, it's been down. But it'll get better sooner or later on both counts,” I replied.
Then Steve kissed me hello and felt my stomach that was fairly big by then.
“Well sis, you have gotten really big now,” Steve said.
“Really I didn't notice,” I replied.
I did get a little bitchy too by then. But he knew I didn't really mean it. And I did my best not be so bitchy. But we were still very much in love. Shit happens. But now that I was really getting far along, he couldn't party as much. He had to work more. But to both of us it was really worth it.
“Sorry sis, I didn't mean anything bad by that,” Steve said.
“I know, I'm just like 4 and ½ months along now. And as you said our sex life has been a little bad. It's down. But I promise it'll get better. I know this was unplanned, but we'll get through it,” I replied.
Then we sat there and held hands for a few minutes as we all watched Charmed
on TNT. He felt my stomach a little more as well. I didn't feel so sexy honestly when I was that big. But as time went on, I felt less and less sexy. I know Steve was still very sexually attracted to me, but still I wasn't feeling very sexy by time I was about 7 months pregnant. So that meant I was about 30 weeks along. Our parents were nice enough to get us a queen sized bed. So we had a better time sleeping. Steve was working a little more so now he was working full time, 40 hours a week, starting at 9:00 instead of around 11:00 or noon as he was. While I stayed at home and cleaned up a bit for everyone. But he was always happy to come home to me. Even if we didn't have sex. On another Friday night, he came home once again to a very pregnant wife.
“How's my angel doing?” Steve asked as he came in the living room.
“Well OK, except a mouse scared the shit out of me. I thought the baby was gonna come out. And they come out when you least expect them to. But I'm glad you are here now,” I replied.
Then we kissed each other hello and he sat with me, and made sure he felt my stomach again. It did kind of annoy me, but on the other hand, I was so happy how happy he was about the baby. By then the baby was kicking and he was always hoping for a kick.
“Who knows, maybe you'll get lucky today,” I said.
“Maybe,” Steve replied as we pulled me onto his shoulder.
We just sat there for a few minutes as our parents were out of the house for date night. He played with my hair a bit and of course kept his other hand on my stomach.
“Well we at least know the baby is healthy. And still a girl. That's some good news,” I said.
“Well I like to think a guy getting his sister pregnant is good. I mean obviously they love each other, they weren't just in need of having sex. Maybe this will become a thing,” Steve replied.
“I kind of doubt that, but who knows,” I said.
Then we kissed again and I felt something, as did Steve.
“I knew if I felt it long enough I'd feel a kick. It's about time little girl. You know how long I've been waiting for a kick? Forever. You are lucky you are your mother's daughter,” Steve said.
“Be nice. She can't just kick on command. Maybe she just needed to get ready and you were just being inpatient. So be nice to our daughter,” I replied.
Then Steve got really close to my stomach.
“Are you gonna be this difficult?” Steve asked.
“Yes,” I replied in a baby voice.
Then he leaned up and kissed me again. He put his head onto my left shoulder. We both took each others hands and just sat there in silence. But of course me being so pregnant, I had to go to the bathroom a lot.
“Sorry I gotta go,” I said.
I think it annoyed him a bit. But I also knew he was never gonna say anything about it though. He was just too much of a good husband, and it wasn't like I could help it. Then I came back out and he was in the kitchen. He had started making dinner. He was making spaghetti.
“Now what's this?” I asked.
“Well, if memory serves me correctly, spaghetti is your favorite,” Steve replied.
Then I did my best to hug him tightly. But with a big stomach, I couldn't put my arms to far around him. But I wanted to hug him and make sure he knew how much I appreciated him.
“Have I told you that I love you lately?” I asked.
“Maybe once or twice,” Steve replied.
Then I kissed him on the cheek and started to walk back to the living room.
“Have I told how happy I'm, even though this baby was unplanned?” Steve asked.
“I'm sure you have, but tell me again please,” I replied.
Then we walked towards me and kissed me passionately for over a minute as he put his right hand on my stomach again.
“Angela you are the sweetest woman on the planet. I don't care that we're incest or that this baby was unplanned. That doesn't make our baby any less special. I seriously couldn't be happier to get you pregnant. Don't ever forget that,” Steve said.
Then I kissed him again and did my best to hug him as well as I sparked a few tears.
“I know you can't be sad. What's wrong my lady?”
“I'm sorry but if a woman's husband tells her how happy he is to have a baby with her, then I'm sorry but you are gonna have to deal with a few tears. So tough shit,” I replied.
“Hey you can't use that language anymore. The baby might hear you and start saying 'fuck' or 'shit',” Steve said.
“Well I only one of those and you said both,” I replied.
“Well, we're breaking the rules, so who cares?” Steve asked.
Then we both laughed for a minute. Then we both went back into the living room. We sat down and just enjoyed each others company. I really think he was really missing sex. But he was OK with it.
“So I have been wondering, we haven't really talked about it. How many kids would you be willing to have with me?” I asked.
It was a good question. One I don't think he thought too much of. Well mostly because of we were just more focused on this one.
“Well, at least one more in a few years. I'm not sure if I'd want more than that. But we'll see when we get to that bridge. But I really do want at least one more with you though,” Steve replied.
“Well hopefully it'll happen sometime in the not too distant future. We just gotta be patient and wait for this one to come out first,” I said.
Then we kissed again and he got up to check on the spaghetti for a minute. He stirred the noodles and the sauce.
“How is the food doing in there?” I asked as he was in the kitchen.
“It's looking pretty good. It should be done soon though,” Steve replied.
“Good, you never made me spaghetti before, so it better be good,” I said.
Then he back in the living room with me.
“It better be? And if it's not as good as mom's?” Steve asked as he sat down.
“Well, I'll stick our daughter on you. She will kick your a-s-s,” I replied.
Then we laughed and he put his head onto my stomach again. I put on hand on the back of his head and the other on his face. I felt a couple tears. Then I knew in that moment, he was just as happy as I was.
“Now whose shedding a few tears?” I asked.
“Some guys can be a little emotional when they are feeling their pregnant wife's stomach,” Steve replied.
Then a minute later the spaghetti was about done. So went back in there and made a couple plates for us. We started eating on the couch and he did a great job cooking. And the fact that I was very hungry didn't hurt. So I went through my first plate in about 10 minutes.
“Wow, you were hungry,” Steve said.
“I know, that was great sweetie, can you please get me some more?” I asked.
“You are lucky I love you, and you are pregnant. And thank you,” Steve replied as he took my plate and went into the kitchen.
Then he refilled my plate came back to finish his first plate. We both ate his really good spaghetti and we both let our food rest for about an hour. We didn't watch TV, we just cuddled a bit. Then I got an idea.
“Well, maybe anal sex wouldn't be so good, but I can still give a mean blow job. Would you be interested?” I asked.
“I can't say no to that,” Steve replied.
So Steve stood up while I stayed sitting. It was easier for me that way. Then I undid his pants. I was really pregnant, but still horny for him though. I pulled his dick out and stroked it as I looked up at him.
“You know I still wanna make my husband feel good right?” I asked.
“I know, I don't blame you sweetheart. You are very pregnant right now,” Steve replied.
Then I leaned down and took his dick in my mouth. Our sex life was really down, we had anal sex once a week at most. But I could still give him blow jobs. He put his right hand on my forehead and his left hand on the back of my head. But I stopped for a second.
“You know not to push back too far?” I asked.
“Yes angel,” Steve replied.
Then I started blowing him yet again. Then he put both of his hands onto my head as I went back and forth. He admitted quite a few times how good I got at giving blow jobs. I don't know if it was just because I really was getting better, or if it was just excitement still from it being his sister that was blowing him. Either way he always encouraged me.
“Damn sis, you are so fucking good. You definitely have the gift. But be a little nice, we're gonna be needing that to get you pregnant again,” Steve said.
I don't think anything needed to be said, he knew how happy I was to hear that. So that just made me suck on his dick even harder and more passionately. I went faster and faster, but too fast. I didn't wanna get sick. So I kept a steady breath too.
“Oh shit sis, that feels so good. Keep going until you make me shoot my load everywhere. I know you wanna make me cum like a fountain and a waterfall put together,” Steve said.
“Give me a kiss real quick,” I replied.
So he bent down and gave me a kiss. Then as he had his load built up, he stood back up and I started giving him an hand job. Of course his dick was really wet, but I didn't have any problem stroking quickly. Then after that blow job and a hand job, he couldn't take it anymore. He shot his load on the floor.
“Wow. It never fails to make to amaze me. It's like watching a miracle taking place right in front of me every time we have sex,” I said as he pulled his pants up.
We both sat down together and held hands.
“I'm almost surprised you didn't get sick. You were sucking on my dick like there was absolutely no tomorrow. You are so kind special lady,” Steve said.
“Well I'm only your wife and pregnant with your baby. I would certainly hope that I'm a special lady. Hell, I'm a very special lady. I'm a V.S.L., you got that?” I asked.
Then we laughed a little bit and he kissed me. Then laid his head onto my boobs as well. By then they had a lot gotten bigger. He rubbed his face up against them for a couple minutes and answered my question.
“There is not one lady more special in the world than you Angela. I promise you that,” Steve replied.
“Not even the woman that gave birth to both of you?” Michelle asked as both of our parents came in the living room.
“You weren't supposed to hear that mom,” Steve replied.
Then we all had a good laugh and they sat down with us.
“So how are the soon to be parents?” Ryan asked.
“We're good. Just chilling. He thinks these things together are just his own personal pillow. Just like any other husband I guess,” I replied.
“Be nice,” Steve said.
Then we spent some time pretty much just talking about the baby. After that we were counting down the days. Even though we still had some weeks left. We couldn't help it. We kept getting more and more excited as time went on. Even though it would be their incestuous grandchild, I think they were even more excited because the baby was incestuous. And they really kept it up. So if it was an act, they certainly fooled Steve and I.
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