My Lesbian sister wants her girlfriend to have a baby, so guess who is number one choice as sperm donor
My sister Ellie was always a bit of a Tom Boy. Tremendously competitive, fearless on horse back, a demon tree climber, and it was probably the least surprising moment of my life when she admitted she was a lesbian. The fact she was wearing black motorcycle leathers at the time and had just arrived on her Norton Commando motorbike didn’t exactly shout Barbara Cartand at one and I was totally unsurprised.
“Oh, really, do you want me to check your bike over?” I asked, meaning the Norton, which regularly fell to bits if every nut was not tightened after every fifty miles or so.
She thought I meant her girlfriend for a split second and almost went for me only to realise and say “Oh, yes, please.”
Her friend Jennie was the more feminine one, in a sort of prisoner cell block H way, baggy tee shirt, baggy denim jeans unlike Elanore, Ellie, who preferred skin tight leather, whether on her bike of not which led me to suspect she only had the bike as an excuse to wear leather, like a lot of gay blokes really, except they tend not to ride Nortons, the vibes do nothing for them but I find girls find them positively orgasmic if you keep the revs up around six thou, and the isolastics shimmed up tight.
Jennie had the worst car ever to leave Dagenham on a Monday, (Built Friday afternoon) with a wet belt, pre rusted panels and more bolts loose than tight, so I was roped into fix the thing on far too many occasions when I should have been chasing pussy.
Oily hands and grease in your hair are not a great look when pussy hunting, they want suave Porker owning twats with a coke dealer on speed dial and more money than any normal guy could spend in a year in Las Vegas.
I just want a simple girl who understands Torque and valve angles and doesn’t mind the oil under my fingernails.
Mother was delighted with Jennie until she realised Ellie was gay and grand kids were not on the agenda, then she took against her. Dad got a boner every time Ellie came near him, and I had to stop him putting a CCTV camera in Ellie’s bedroom so he could save the footage to wank over. Put it on line to earn a few quid more like.
Anyway Ellie and Jennie gradually spent less time with us, I still lived at home with my folks, and I only saw them when the bike or the car broke and they called me because I’m a man, and know that sort of stuff, which is fair, as I have a Ducati, and a TVR (and a Nissan Leaf) and have a job in engineering, albeit Railway Engineering on HS2.
One Sunday evening they invited me over, not for a specific, “The bloody Norton, or Bloody Ford”, or “Can we borrow the Leaf” reason but “They had not seen me for a while.”
I should have smelled a rat.
They had prepared a nice meal, shame I saw the Deliveroo kid wobble down the drive on his overloaded moped or I might have believed it was home cooked.
“John, we need your help, Jennie wants a baby” Ellie said.
“Ellie wants Jennie to have a baby,” I thought, I immediately thought of turkey basters so resisted the temptation to leer at Jennie.
“Oh, and am I the next sperm donor on the list after Tom Cruise .and Hugh Grant turned you down,” I queried, “Or couldn’t you find Keer Starmer’s email address?”
“You’re number one,” Ellie said, “Same DNA,”
“So has dad, get him to do it, he always gets a boner when Jennie is around,” I suggested.
“I can’t ask him can I, for heaven’s sake,” Ellie exploded, “Will you do it?”
“I suppose so, I’ll fill a two litre cola bottle with semen and get Deliveroo to bring it round,” I offered.
“Just a thimble full, you can borrow Jennie’s laptop to find some porn,” she said.
“You sound like you mean now?” I queried.
“No time like the present,” she said, so there I was in their upstairs loo, trousers round my ankles trying to find something to turn me on on line without being able to access the gold content while Ellie got Jenne “Nice and relaxed,”
To be honest it would have made more sense for me to have watched them making love rather than watch random porn, unless watching your sister make love to another girl is illegal, which I suppose it is in a lot of places.
Anyway there was this clip on the upper floor this girl and the guy had a another girl make love to her and then he cut the first girls pink panties off, and I shot my load so I never got to see what else happened.
I caught most of it in a tupperware jar, hauled up my trousers and shouted, “Its ready.”
Ellie took the jar from me and I sat on the loo whie they did what they needed to.
Then I went home. Next week we did the same again, and the next and the next. The bloke in the clip cut the girls shoulder straps of her dress and cut her bra off and then moved the second girl out of the way and fucked the first. As you will have gathered it was taking me longer and longer to cum, I really needed different porn.
The following Saturday Jennie phoned, “My washing machine is leaking can you have a look please?”
Of course I could, the TVR woudn’t start, the Leaf had 12% charge which was about to the end of our road and back and it was too bloody cold for a motorbike, so I borrowed Mother’s Vauxhall Corsa, or “Coarser,” what an awful car, there were wartime pill boxes with better visibility and Battleships with better acceleration, but it got me there.
Jennie had mopped up, she was in denim but shorts, not exactly Daisy Dukes but she flashed a bit of shapely thigh, though her hair, I won’t say style for it had none, and lack of makeup made her far from a turn on.
I smelled a rat, there was nothing wrong with the washing machine, the water on the floor was tap water and there was no wet washing around.
“So what did you really want?” I asked.
“This getting pregnant thing,” she said, “It’s not working.”
“Well I’m doing my best,” I protested.
“No you’re not,” Jennie insisted “Semen degrades rapidly, especially when it gets cold, that’s where we are going wrong.”
“Ok I’ll wank into a pre heated thermos flask as long as it doesn’t scald my cock,” I suggested.
“Not that,” she blushed, “Why don’t we try au naturel.”
“What?” I blustered, “Do you mean, like fucking, like bareback?”
“I wasn’t going to put it that crudely,” she said, “But I do think if you shot you semen into me it would stand more chance than Ellie doing it with your second hand sperm and a turkey baster.”
“Good Lord, cheating on my sister, what ever next?” I asked.
“It’s not cheating, we would be giving her what she wants,” Jennie argued.
“And what does she have to say about it?” I asked.
“Don’t be so dense, I haven’t said anything to her,” she said, “But surely you’e not turning me down are you? No strings, we want the baby, no responsibility for you.”
“I suppose so,” I agreed.
“Good,” Jennie said, “We have until four, Ellie is due home at five so with any luck we should have time for two attempts.”
“Wow, that really takes the biscuit as a seduction line.” I moaned.
“Do you need some porn to get roused?” she asked.
“I don’t think so,” I replied, “Just take your shorts off let me see you, your, see that you’re aroused, that turns me on, a lovely wet pussy.”
“I’m not though,” she apologised, “I’ll need my vibrator.”
“Or my tongue,” I said quietly, “Take your shorts off.”
“God this is awkward,” Ellie said and she hesitated.
I made the decision for her and pulled her denim shorts to her knees, swiftly followed by her white panties.
I lifted her onto the kitchen worktop and her shorts fell to the ground, I eased her knees apart and gently kissed her inner thigh until she spead her legs wider and allowed me to kiss her pussy lips before easing my tongue inside.
Her clit swelled, hiding under her little hood high up towards the very top and I rubbed her lovingly with my thumb.
She moaned and she was mine for the taking I loosened by belt, my trousers fell to the ground, my penis reared and I pulled her towards me and jammed my member into her now soaking pussy and gave an almighty thrust, bashing my head on the wall unit as I did so.
Pain and pleasure mingled but pleasure soon had the upper hand, and all Jennie wanted was cum, long spurts of lovely warm baby making juice deep in her pussy and deep into her womb
I did not disappoint. I seemed to keep cumming for absolutely ages.
I pulled out, “How was it for you,” I asked.
She was crying,
“Good lord what’s the matter?” I asked.
“It was so intense,” she said, “No one ever made love to me like that before,” she thought a moment, “What if I’m not gay, Oh god, maybe I like men.”
“Poor old thing, it’s just something new, a few more times and you’ll be chasing girls again,” I assured her.
“Are you sure?” she said.
“Oh yes, we’ll do it again, perhaps in bed this time, and it will seem very ordinary, very old hat.” I assured her.
Well I was wrong, we both undressed completely and I mistake number one I coudn’t resist kissing and sucking her perfect breasts, her nipples hardened, the aureoles darkened and then mistake number two I went for her clit and nuzzled and nibbled it as I wanked her with three fingers and then she was on her back and I was on her taking my weight on my elbows like a Gentleman as I guided my rigid penis deep inside her and finally mistake number three I kissed her mouth as we fucked, slowly, unhurriedly, lovingly as we tried to make our baby.
“That was lovely, thank you,” I said not thinking straight.
“No, thank you,” she said.
“Sorry about the kiss, habit,” I said.
“No, I liked it,” she said, “Would you like to kiss me again?”
“Er, actually yes,” I admitted.
“Then kiss me,” she suggested.
“I’ll be telling you I love you next, that’s the usual lie,” I admitted.
“I won’t mind,” she said, “Babies should be made with love.” so we kissed, for ages and didn’t hear Ellie come home, but we knew when she walked in and found us.
I never realised Ellie actually knew so many swear words, and when I explained “Look we were only trying to make a baby for you,” she became even more angry.
I barely had time to dress before Ellie threw me out and would have thrown Jennie out if the house hadn’t been in Jennie’s name.
I went home. Mother was waiting for me, “What on earth were you thinking?” she asked, “Don’t worry Ellie told me everything.”
“We got carried away, I was only helping out,” I explained, “I’m an idiot, what’s new?”
“But getting caught, what were you thinking?” she asked.
“It was nice, we started getting passionate,” I explained.
“Obviously,” she agreed.
“After, we started kissing and that’s why we didn’t hear Ellie walk in.” I explained.
“When are you seeing her again?” Mother asked.
“There isn’t much point now is there?" I declared.
“There is if I am going to have grand children,” Mother explained, “Ellie is coming over later so go and see Jenny and talk things over with her.
So I sat in the Leaf at the end of our road and waited and froze as I didn’t dare use the heater as it flattened the battery until Jennie’s Ford appeared. This confused matters, leading me to sneak back to the house to see if both Ellie and Jennie had been in the car, and finding just Ellie I then set off to see Jennie.
She was surprised and pleased to see me, “Er that didn’t go well,” I apologised, when she invited me in.
“No, I’ve never seen her so mad,” she agreed.
“So much for making her a baby,” I sighed.
“Yes,” she said simply.
“I mean it was fun but,” I added,
“Yes, it was,” she agreed
“But there’s not much point now is there,” I explained.
“No, not unless you want to make a baby with me?” she said, “Our baby?”
“I don’t know, look if you’re pregnant I’ll stand by you,” I agreed.
“Good, thank you, I don’t think I am.” she admitted.
“Why?” I asked.
“I’m on the pill, don’t tell Ellie,” she confided.
“Really,” I snapped, “You put me through this charade rather than admit you don’t want Ellie’s baby?”
“You didn’t complain this afternoon,” she asserted.
“No,” I agreed, “And I won’t complain now either if you want to carry on where we left off?”
“You are joking?” she gasped.
“No,” I replied, “Deadly serious, I want to make love to you again, pill or no pill, I want to get to know you.”
“You just want easy sex,” she challenged.
“Yes, shall we go upstairs?” I asked, “Or shall we start here?” I reached out and pulled her skirt and panties down.
“I suppose we could start here and see where it takes us,” she agreed as she reached out and pulled me to her. We kissed mouth to mouth, just kissed for ages. I never even touched her pussy and then when the moment was right she undid my Levis, extracted my by now straining cock and eased herself up and then down onto it.
“Are you sure you’re on the pill,” I asked, “I think I want to make a baby with you.”
“That’s nice,” she agreed and she relaxed and we made love again.
We were watching TV when Ellie came back. Ellie went ballistic of course, but after a few rounds of recriminations we realised I had no problem with Ellie and Jennie’s relationship and Ellie could tolerate Jenny and I having sex and Jennie seemed to like the idea of having a brother and sister as lovers, so I spent the night with Jennie and Ellie went home to tell Mother Jennie and I were engaged.
By the next Tuesday Mother had arranged the wedding, met Jennie’s parents, become best friends with them and completely alienated Ellie.