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Jordan
by Damp Fingers (no address provided)
***
A 17 year-old girl decides she's done being a virgin,
but needs a safe way to experience sex without having a
boyfriend and without the consequences. She devises a
plan to have her way with her brother without him even
knowing about it -- while he is sleeping. Will she get
away with it? (mf-teens, nc, inc, 1st, sleepy, preg)
***
Jordan was 14 years old when she first learned about sex
in school. The health teachers used scare tactics to try
to keep them from ever having sex; they taught nothing
except for abstinence. According to their teacher, no
form of birth control was effective enough to protect
against everything, and there were many things to worry
about, from AIDS to herpes or even the obvious one:
pregnancy.
Even so, Jordan, as all teenagers, was still very
curious about sex. When she was 15, she had her first
orgasm and began to masturbate on a fairly regular
basis. She never had a boyfriend, because her parents
had taught her that school comes before romance, and she
believed this. She never really wanted a boyfriend, all
she really wanted was to experience sex.
By now, Jordan was 17, and had a rather nice figure: her
C cup breasts were not so small that they disappeared
under her clothes, and also not so large that they
looked unnatural; her skinny belly was nice and flat,
but not so thin that she looked ill; her legs were long
and thin, like you would find on a runway model; her
hips swung exotically as she walked, as though she
practiced in a mirror; and her round butt finished off
the package without a detail spared. Because of this,
all of the boys that went to her high school were
frustrated that she shot down everyone that asked her
out.
Her brother, Sam, was a year younger than her, but even
at the young age of 16, he was just as horny as any
other boy in school. He would give his left arm to have
sex with almost anyone of the female gender. Sam never
admitted it to anyone, but he didn't actually think of
his sister as unattractive; he told people that he would
never dream of doing anything with Jordan, but in his
mind, he knew that if it came down to it, he would fuck
her (only as much as any other girl) in a heartbeat.
Besides the fact that he would screw any human with
boobs, there was one girl in particular that Sam had an
eye for, and that was Cindy. To Sam, she was the hottest
of the hot when it came to female-kind. Not only was her
face the nicest thing he ever did see, but he was quite
positive that if he ever saw any other part of her body,
the number one slot would be quickly replaced.
This story, however, focuses on Jordan and her needs.
Jordan was always the first to arrive home each Monday,
seeing as how Sam had after school activities on those
days, and both of her parents worked until around 6. One
such Monday, Jordan came home from school and was
feeling particularly horny. She figured it was because
she was ovulating; it made a lot of sense to her,
evolutionarily, that the female body was rigged to have
the greatest sexuality when at the highest chances of
conception. She almost immediately went to her room
after grabbing a small snack as per usual.
Once in her room, she locked the door behind herself and
dropped her backpack at the foot of her bed, before
plopping herself back onto her bed. She got herself
comfortable before unbuttoning her jeans and pushing her
right hand down into the front of her panties. Images of
Rick, one of the cutest boys in school, floated into her
head as she began to finger herself.
Her fingers were busy jumping into and out of her
soaking hole, when she realized, once again, that she
had yet to feel the fullness that only a penis would
grant. She stopped her hand and pulled it from her
clothes, realizing it was a useless excuse of
fulfillment. Jordan had always wanted to find a way of
feeling the real thing, but she wanted it with none of
the risk. The problem she always struggled with, is that
to her, using some phony rubber covering made the whole
idea seem stupid. What was the point of sex if you
couldn't even feel each other?
Because of her strong hormones, Jordan tried, as she
does whenever she's horny, to devise a plan to finally
taste this forbidden fruit. No matter how much she
tried, she couldn't seem to think of anything that would
be both the real thing, and perfectly safe. She didn't
trust any guy to pull out in time, and she didn't know
anyone who was 'snipped.'
One idea had always lingered in her mind, but she wasn't
ever able to have the right situation; she was under the
assumption that when sleeping, guys couldn't have an
orgasm. It made sense to her: she'd never had an orgasm
while sleeping before, and it was against all
evolutionary logic, because that would be a waste of
precious resources. Her plan was to simply ride
someone's dick while they slept. The two problems with
this were: a) she never had anyone around who was
sleeping and b) she couldn't be quite sure that they
would stay asleep.
Today, she was feeling particularly desperate, when she
remembered something vital: her brother had been having
trouble sleeping recently, so the family doctor had put
him on a medicine that made it so that he went to sleep
fast, and so that almost nothing could wake him up.
She'd never before thought of having sex with her own
brother, but she was impatient to finally try this thing
called sex.
Jordan salivated at the idea, and pondered over the
concept for a good half hour before Sam finally arrived
home. She decided against trying to slip him one, and
was just going to wait until night to put her plan into
action.
When Sam arrived home, his sister came out from the
hallway looking particularly cheerful. "You seem
peachy," he said, closing the door behind himself and
throwing his backpack to the floor. "Did something good
happen today?"
"Not yet," she responded as Sam kicked his shoes off,
"but soon enough."
Sam was kinda curious about the way she worded that
statement, but decided not to pursue it now. Instead, he
grabbed a bag of chips from the cupboard and sat down at
the couch before turning on the TV. As he opened the bag
of chips, Sam said, "Well, I wish you the best of luck
with whatever it is."
Jordan walked around the couch and sat next to him. She
looked him over for a few seconds before turning to the
television. She was surprised that she'd never noticed
how good he actually looked before. Although he may be
kind of nerdy, Sam was still rather cute. In fact, the
nerdy look added to the cuteness somewhat.
"Hey Sam," Jordan began, still looking at the TV, "do
you have any kind of crush at school? Like is there
anyone in particular that you find attractive?" Jordan
was now looking at him as he turned to face her.
Sam wondered what had brought this question to her mind,
and was curious as to why she wanted to know. He figured
that this probably had something to do with why she was
so happy. No matter what was making her so happy, he
decided it was best to go the safe route. "Well, yeah,
but I'm not going to tell you who it is. Why do you want
to know, anyway?"
Jordan sensed the defensiveness in his voice, and
figured it was best not to implore any further. "Just
wondering. I was just thinking of conducting an
experiment."
This comment got Sam even more curious; was this
'experiment' what she was so excited about? "What kind
of experiment?" Sam inquired.
"I was just wondering if what someone dreams has any
effect on their mood the next day," she started. This
was the inner workings of her plan: she needed him to be
nice and hard when she finally got to him. "I was
thinking that if you think about this person you like so
much when you're going to sleep, and end up dreaming
about her, you might be in a good mood tomorrow."
Sam thought that this could be some kind of trap, but
figured that there wasn't really any way that Jordan
could turn this on him. "Well, if that's all it is, I
guess I could be a part of this experiment. This
wouldn't be the first time that I would be a guinea pig
in one of your tests like this." Jordan had a scientific
mind, and so conducted some 'experiments' of the world
around her on a somewhat often basis. Her most recent of
which was testing if what color someone wore affected
people's first impressions of them.
"Good!" Jordan said. "Now let's see what's on TV."
***
The rest of the evening passed without event, except for
Jordan's vagina becoming wetter and wetter in
anticipation for the moment she would finally get to
have a penis inside of her. That night, Jordan reminded
her brother of the experiment as he was swallowing his
nightly pill. "Don't worry," Sam said, "this is one
experiment I don't mind trying at all."
The siblings parted ways and entered their separate
rooms, where Jordan laid awake for another half an hour
before sneaking into her brother's room. While their
parents were still awake, she wasn't worried about
getting caught, because it wasn't uncommon for the
siblings to visit each other on sleepless nights. Upon
opening the door, Jordan was treated to her brother
showing the telltale signs of REM sleep: deep, steady
breathing, and fluttering eyes.
As she stood over him, Jordan pulled the covers down,
revealing his nearly naked body. The only article of
clothing still clinging to his body was a pair of blue
boxers. As she reached her hand down to his crotch,
Jordan's heart began to flutter. This was it, she was
finally doing the one thing she yearned for most, and
her adrenaline was (as well as other hormones) off the
charts.
Her hand made contact with a stiff pole underneath the
thin fabric, and she grasped it loosely. She pushed it
through the hole in the front of the boxers, and began
to stroke it lightly. As she was stroking the penis with
one hand, she used the other to remove her night shorts
and panties, and found herself shaking with
anticipation.
She smiled wide to herself as she climbed onto the bed
and straddled her brother, facing away from him. She
reached her hand down and pointed his penis at her
entrance before sitting down just enough that she could
feel the warmth of the tip on her crotch. It was now or
never.
She slowly sank herself down his length, her heart
beating faster and faster as her pussy filled with this
beautiful feeling. She could tell that her eyes were
wide with amazement by the time she finally had the full
length buried within her mound. Jordan sat like this for
a few minutes, reveling in the triumph of finally having
tasted the forbidden fruit. As she began to slide
herself up the shaft, her right hand moved down to her
slit, rubbing and teasing at her clit as she rode her
sleeping brother.
Within a few minutes, she heard her brother mumbling to
himself, which startled her. She sat down fully on him
and held still, thinking that she may have been waking
him. As she sat there, she felt his penis pulsing within
her, thinking that his heart must be beating very hard
to be pumping that much blood to his penis, that she
could feel it pulsating within her.
Jordan smiled to herself, thinking that she was also
helping her brother have a better dream than he
expected. Jordan began to ride Sam's penis again, and
found herself even more lubed than before. She chalked
the newfound wetness up to the taboo of the situation.
This was a belief which she confirmed to herself, as
within a minute of starting back up, she was close to
orgasm. She came harder than she ever had before, her
pussy clenching down on the dick which was deep within
her walls. As her orgasm subsided, she felt her
brother's cock once again begin pulsing inside of her.
She got up off of his penis and looked down at it,
watching a thin line of fluid trailing from her entrance
to the tip of the rod she held in her hand. Then she saw
it: as Sam's dick continued to pulse, she saw a fluid
shoot from it several times and land on his boxers.
"I must have gotten up just in time," Jordan thought to
herself, "otherwise, he'd have cum in me." Still curious
as to what this mysterious fluid would taste like, she
took a finger and wiped up some of the fluid before
inserting it into her mouth. The substance was bitter,
and somehow tasted kind of dry; this was a taste she
didn't much enjoy, but one she didn't mind.
Having finished her first experience with sex, she slid
Sam's penis back into his boxers and pulled on her
panties and shorts. She headed back to her room, but as
she walked the short distance down the hall, she sensed
that her crotch was sopping wet. Once she was in her
room, she locked the door and climbed into bed. She
stuck her hand down the front of her shorts, and stuck
her fingers inside of herself.
She was wetter than she'd ever been before, and decided
that this was, in fact the best idea she'd ever come up
with. Pulling her hand back out of her shorts, she
cleaned her fingers off with her mouth. As the substance
on her fingers touched her tongue, she found that it
tasted different from normal, somehow. What she didn't
realize was how similar it tasted to the substance she'd
seen fly from her brother's penis.
***
The next day, Jordan noticed that Sam was, in fact,
seeming extremely cheerful. "Have a nice dream?" she
asked her brother.
"Yes, in fact, I did!" he responded. "I went out with
the perfect girl, and it was the most vivid dream I've
ever had, too!" Sam seemed very enthusiastic. "I'm
feeling so energized right now, I feel like I could
conquer anything."
"Tell me," Jordan said, trying not to be too awkward
about it, "in your dream, did you 'do it' with this
person?"
"Jordan! What kind of sick question is that, from my own
sister!?" Sam recoiled slightly, but that was all just
an act; in truth, he wouldn't mind telling her, but he
had a reputation to live up to.
"I'm sorry," Jordan explained, "but this is something I
must ask you for my experiment."
"Fine, if it's for the sake of the experiment... Just
don't tell ANYONE about this conversation."
"I promise," Jordan said, truthfully.
"Okay... Yes, I had sex with this person. Twice, in
fact," Sam divulged. "Is there anything else you need to
know?"
"Umm, twice?" Jordan asked, slightly puzzled.
"Yeah, I came once, but she kept going until it happened
again."
"Hmm," Jordan was unsure as to what this meant. She
figured that he came again later in the dream, after
she'd stopped.
"That's about all that happened; some sex followed by a
date." Sam wasn't sure what else to tell his sister.
"Noted," her sister said, smiling at him. "And I can
definitely tell that it got you in a very good mood
today." She was kind of smug that it was in fact her
doing.
"Yeah, I feel great!"
***
The next month and a half passed without any more sexual
adventures, and Summer break finally came. Jordan didn't
think much of her two missed periods; she figured that
it was stress that caused the lack of blood each month.
Jordan was feeling sick extremely often for the last
month or so, but she and her parents figured it was a
lingering cold. It wasn't until her third missed period
that Jordan even began to think anything of it; after
all, it was summertime, and she shouldn't be stressed
any more.
She'd been getting a little bit of a belly recently, and
figured it was because of how much she'd been eating;
she HAD been craving a lot of ice cream recently, and
she planned to cut back on her intake of such foods. She
overlooked the one obvious reason to all of the things
she'd been through, but she just couldn't see how she
could be pregnant. She had seen Sam cum outside of her,
so there was no way, right?
When month four finally came, she realized something was
wrong. Her belly had grown, despite her eating less, and
her period still hadn't come, so she decided to get a
test from the local pharmacy. She was in absolute dread
as she walked up to the counter with the small package
in her hands, and was shaking the entire drive home.
When she got home, she read the instructions three times
over, and finally locked herself in the bathroom. After
following the steps, she set it on the counter, not
wanting to look at it, because she already knew what it
would tell her. When she finally did peek, she saw a
small red cross in the center, indicating that she was,
in fact, pregnant.
She spent the rest of the night in her room crying and
trying to figure out what went wrong, and what she could
do. She finally decided that she needed to tell Sam.
That night, she told her brother that she needed to talk
to him in private, and that she would talk to him after
the lights went out. Sam made sure not to take his
medicine, so that he could stay up to talk with his
sister; this seemed urgent.
As Jordan walked into Sam's room, she saw him sitting on
the edge of his bed, waiting for her. "What's up?" Sam
asked as she walked towards him. He patted the bed next
to himself.
Sitting down, Jordan took a deep breath. After a
lingering pause, she finally declared, "I'm pregnant."
Sam was in absolute shock. He didn't know what to do,
much less why she was telling him, of all people. "Oh...
wow," was all he could manage. After another long pause:
"Who is the father?"
Jordan choked back some tears at this question, unsure
of how he would react to the answer. "Sam..." tears
began to roll out of her eyes, "You are."
If Sam was in awe before, this just blew him out of the
water. He couldn't help but chuckle awkwardly. "Wait,
what?"
"Do you remember that dream experiment a while back?"
Sam racked his mind to remember which experiment she was
talking about, but remembered relatively quickly. "Oh,
yeah. Umm, what does that have to do with this?"
"That night, when you were dreaming of having sex with
the person you had a crush on... I was actually having
sex with you."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier; about either just
having sex with me or the fact that you were pregnant?"
Sam asked, getting a little bit mad that his own sister
had violated him like that.
"First of all, I didn't want you to know how curious I
was about sex, and second of all, I didn't know that
anything had happened until today."
"How couldn't you know!? That was like four months ago
or something!"
Jordan began to sob, "I don't know! I didn't know that
anything could happen if you were asleep! You were never
supposed to find out that it was ME who you had so much
fun with that night! I was just so desperate, I didn't
know what else to do!"
Sam started to feel sorry for his sister, and that he'd
yelled at her like that. He put his arm around her and
let her rest her head on his shoulder. He began to think
about what options they might have. He knew abortion was
out of the question, because the clinics don't allow
them past three months, so it seemed like she would have
to see this through. One big question was: should they
put it up for adoption? The other big one was: how would
they tell their parents?
"Jordan," Sam said finally, "we will obviously need to
tell mom and dad. The question is, should we let them
know it's mine? I mean, it's not my fault that this
thing is here." Sam was being a bit selfish and trying
to save himself, but he only spoke the truth.
"I suppose we should leave out the detail of who the
father is," Jordan agreed. This was also in her best
interest.
"But you should know," Sam said, patting his older
sister on the head, "that I don't mind helping you take
care of it. I don't mind being there for you, just don't
ask me for another one," he added, jokingly. It did get
a small smile out of her.
"Thank you," Jordan said, "for understanding."
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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