Broken Bliss CH 8

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Exhausted, I lay on my back, arms stiffly standing up into the air.

“Whew! You really know how to tire me out,” my sister murmured next to me, and I turned to smile at her. Despite having just unloaded my seed into her, I couldn’t help but admire her lithe naked body, as her chest heaved, and her auburn hair lay plastered to her head, full of sweat.

It was Sunday morning, and Lisa had wanted to get one last good screw in, before our mom returned from her little vacation with Sarah. Personally, I was dreading her return, not because I didn’t love or miss my mother, but between Lisa, Faith, and now Jenny too, I was sexually worn out. Her return would only mean even more sex in my future, and even though I was still young and had a healthy sex drive, five women were becoming more then I could handle. And then there was Geo…

“I’d better jump in the shower, before we go pick them up,” my sister turned and gave me a quick peck, before dropping her head to my lap, and cleaning me up with her mouth. For some reason she had started doing that, and I was the last person who was going to complain. Even though there was no chance of me getting hard anytime soon, it still felt great. When she was done, she helped pull a pair of shorts onto me, and then left to get herself cleaned up.

The doorbell rang, drawing me from my thoughts and relaxation. It took me a couple seconds to get the door open, but I couldn’t help the grown that escaped me when I saw who’d come calling.

“Your mom should be back this afternoon, so I wanted to get another load from you this morning.” Geo told me with a smile.

“Did I hear the doorbell ring?” Lisa asked, rubbing a towel against her wet hair, and wearing another towel around her waist. It was almost weird to see her covered in the towel, but it dawned on me that she must have put it on because someone was at the door.

There was no way I felt up to getting it on again, so soon after Lisa had just worn me out, and I still wasn’t sure how I felt about Geo getting pregnant by me, rather than her own brother, John. It wasn’t that I had a problem getting a girl pregnant, but that I didn’t much like the idea of not being a part of that child’s life.

“Oh, it’s you,” I heard Lisa say behind me, as she walked to the front door. “I suppose your here for more of my brother’s sperm?” I noted the unhappy tone in Lisa’s voice, as well as the resignation. She wasn’t too thrilled about the whole thing either.

“Yeah, I figured I might as well get another load, before your mother gets back. John is at some conference this weekend, but he comes home tonight.” Geo said as she stepped past me.

Part of me wondered how she hadn’t become pregnant already. Was she only using it as an excuse to have sex with me, and taking contraceptives? I have already dumped my spunk into her numerous times, and despite her protestations, I knew she enjoyed it. Why then, was she not pregnant yet?

All at once I felt completely overwhelmed, and the word slipped from my mouth before I could stop it. “No.”

“What?” Both Lisa and Geo chimed together.

“No,” I repeated, lifting my gaze to look at Geo, certain about how I felt. “No more. If you want to get pregnant, you are going to have to either talk John into it, or find someone else. I’m done.”

“But…” Geo trailed off, and if I hadn’t felt bad for her, I would have laughed at the way her mouth hung open as she looked at me, not comprehending what I’d just told her. “But…”

“You heard him,” Lisa said, coming up, and placing her hands on my cast covered shoulder as she gave me a soft peck on the cheek. “If you want to get pregnant that badly, go talk to your brother, and leave mine alone.”

Geo closed her mouth as she stared hard at us, before turning around and slamming the door shut behind her. I hoped John would change his mind, for Geo’s sake. Geo was a great girl, and there was no denying her sexual prowess, but I realized that I really needed to cut back on my women. Too many was just too many.

“Thank you, Jason,” Lisa whispered into my ear. “I don’t know what made you change your mind, but I think I know a way to reward you.” Her hand deftly slid inside my waistband, and grasped my flaccid cock, trying to bring it back to life. Good as it felt, I couldn’t be dishonest with her.

“I didn’t do it for you,” I told her, as kindly as I could. “I did it for me.” Lisa’s hand snapped out of my shorts quicker than I thought possible, as she walked in front of me, a curious expression on her face. “I’m worn out, and exhausted from too much sex,” I told her. “I never thought a man could feel that way, but I need a little break.” It was the wrong thing to say.

“A little break?” I could hear the heat in her voice, and I cringed. “I thought you did it because you loved me, but you only need a little break. I suppose that means from me too?”

“Wait, Lisa, no!” I tried to protest, but she spun and stormed down the hallway, her towel falling halfway to her room, and she let it fall to the floor. Even angry, her ass looked great as it slipped into her bedroom and a second door was slammed that morning.

Sighing to myself, I walked over to the towel, and using my foot, flipped it up, and caught it on my right cast. I knocked on her door, and could just make out her muffled crying on the other side. “Go away!” she screamed through the door, but I couldn’t leave her like that.

I tried the door, and found it unlocked. Taking this as a good sign that she really didn’t want me to leave her alone, I stepped into the room, greeted by the sight of my lovely sister, face down on her bed, still nude.

“I said, go away,” she was muffled with her face in her hands, and I wished that I could wrap her in my arms and comfort her.

“Sure,” I tried to sound calm but wasn’t sure if I pulled it off. For some reason I was nervous, and couldn’t figure out why. “But I wanted to talk to you first.”

My sister turned to look at me, and I could see that her eyes were red from crying. “What is there to talk about? You don’t want to have sex anymore. So fine, I won’t force you to fuck your loving sister anymore!” Her accusing eyes bore into me, making my heart ache, despite the language she was using.

“Lisa, you have the wrong idea,” I told her, and considered my words carefully, “I love you, and don’t want to stop or lose what we have.” I tried to pour all the love and caring I held for my little sister into my eyes, as I looked down at her. “I’m sorry I hurt your feelings, but there is something that you should know.” I paused, as I continued looking at my beautiful eighteen year old sister. “I have never had sex with you,” her eyes grew confused, and I knew she was listening intently, “I have only ever made love to you.