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The next morning Miranda peeked into the girls' bedroom and saw the tangle of naked bodies all in one bed. She woke them up, telling the girls to take a shower and get ready for breakfast. She pulled Bob to her own bathroom and shoved him in the master shower once the water was hot. Then she joined him. "I was so lonely in my empty bed all night" she complained, rubbing her body up against his. "How many virgins are left in my family?" She kissed his neck and chest, running her soapy hands up and down his cock, which was hard as steel.
"One" he said simply. "Teri wants you to be a Grandmother, by the way." Miranda quivered, thinking about her daughter with a swollen belly, strutting around the house all proud, showing off her bulging abdomen.
Miranda managed to get his prick in her while they stood, with the water running down their bodies, but it was too long for them to fuck properly. She cut the water off and, without even drying them off, pulled him to her bed where she flopped onto her back and spread her legs.
"I need you now." she pleaded.
He obliged her, sinking his wet cock into her. They didn't try to make it last. She was trying to get him to fuck a baby in her and he tried to do just that. Once he felt her get off, he let it go and she urged him on as she felt his nectar begin to flow into her. She luxuriated in the feel of hot sperm splashing in her pussy.
She was energized by their tryst, instead of being tired, and jumped up. She put on panties and pulled them up snug into her pussy to keep his sticky cum in her. Then she made a big breakfast, wearing only her panties and a T shirt. Bob put on gym shorts.
He was attacked by both girls when they came in from their showers. Like their mother they were wearing T shirts, but neither had on panties under them. They fought to sit on his lap until he made each of them take one knee. Soon they were rubbing on his knees, shamelessly masturbating in front of their mother, who just shook her head.
Paulette panted, "I've been thinking."
Bob smiled. He thought that might happen. "What about princess?"
"Well, Teri looked like she was having a really good time last night."
"I was" said Teri, kissing her Uncle's neck. "I want to do it again today."
Paulette pouted. "Well, I think I want to too. And you had your fun last night, so I think I should get to do what I want today. You had your turn." she finished, sticking her jaw out.
"You're awfully young dear" said her mother from the stove.
"Why does everybody always say I'm too young?" she complained.
"Well, it COULD be because you ARE too young." said Miranda.
Paulette wasn't giving in that easily. "I've been having periods for over four years Mother. Doesn't that make me a woman? Didn't girls get married when they were my age back when you were a little girl, mamma?"
Miranda stopped what she was doing and turned around, her mouth opening and closing soundlessly. "I'll have you know I'm not THAT old, young lady!" she said hotly. Your Great Grandmother might have gotten married at fifteen, but that doesn't mean YOU are at the right place in your life to think about letting a man put his penis in you! What if you got pregnant? What then, little missy?"
Now Paulette WAS quiet, as she thought. Finally she spoke. "I guess that would depend on who got me pregnant." She looked at her uncle and smiled.
"Well, I don't know about that." said Bob. "How about I take your picture with my new camera instead?"
"Ooooo that would be fun! Can I get all dressed up?"
"Sure pumpkin," he said.
Paulette turned to her sister. "And will you help me with makeup and stuff?"
Teri grinned. "OK, and maybe we can do something with your hair too."
Bob got dressed and went home to get his gear. When he returned Miranda met him at the door with a long hungry kiss.
"You've created two monsters." she accused him, grinding her pussy against his cock. "They're up there trying to make my little girl into a slut."
"Oh." said Bob. He didn't know what else to say.
"Oh, by the way, I called an old girlfriend of mine." said Miranda, pulling him deeper into the house. "Want some coffee?"
"Sure" he said, wondering what she was talking about. When they were seated at the table stirring cream and sugar into their coffee she went on.
"As I was saying, I called an old girlfriend from college. Her name's Valerie Montworth. Ever heard of her?"
Bob choked on his coffee. Of course he'd heard of her. Everyone in the world had heard of Valerie Montworth, Chief Editor of Modern Woman Magazine, one of the largest and most successful periodicals in the world. It had the kind of articles in it that appealed to all different kinds of women. It was a Modern Woman columnist who had been the first woman to be invited into Saudi Arabia to do a piece on what life was like for women there. Somehow the author of the piece had been able to point out the anachronistic way women were treated, and get their opinion on how it really wasn't as bad as most of the world thought. From their viewpoint, the women in that culture didn't think they were abused much at all. Their biggest complaint was that they weren't allowed to drive.
"You know Valerie Montworth?" he said, amazed.
"Yes. She and I lost our virginity together on a double date. It was at a drive in theater, in the back of a pickup truck. We were lying side by side at the time. You should remember her. She came over to the house ten or fifteen times for study sessions."
Bob sat, his jaw sagging. She sounded so matter of fact about it. He thought back to the friends his sister had brought home. There had been lots of them. He could only think of one named "Val". She had been a mousy girl with dark hair and horn rimmed glasses.
"You don't mean that girl with the glasses? Her brother was on the football team, right?" he suggested.
"One and the same." said Miranda. "In fact her brother, Paul, was the one who got in my panties at that drive in."
"You let Paul the jock fuck you?" he asked incredulously.
"Yes," she said simply. "I got all horny watching him fuck her, and he was nice enough to do me too."
"Paul the jock fucked his SISTER?" croaked Bob.
"You fucked YOUR sister last night." reminded Miranda.
"Who was the other guy?" asked Bob. The mental picture of Paul the jock fucking two girls in the back of a pickup had his dick stiff.
"Well, actually I just told Mom and Dad it was a double date. In reality it was just him and us. She had decided to let him do it and wanted me there for moral support. Then she decided to share him with me."
"This is too crazy to be made up." sighed Bob.
"Well, we were pretty close. That's why I called her. I asked her for a favor." said Miranda, stopping to sip her coffee.
"How in the world did you get them to put you through to her on the phone?" asked Bob.
"I told them to tell her it was Barbie Doll on the phone, and that if they didn't they might get fired."
"Barbie Doll?" asked Bob.
"That's what Paul called me when he popped my cherry. She thought it was cute and called me that for the rest of the time we were together. I haven't seen her since we went to college." said Miranda.
"And so what happened?" he asked.
"I guess they told her, because this up-tight chick came back on the phone and begged me not to hang up, that she'd be on the phone as soon as she finished up something. And, maybe four or five minutes later she was squealing in my ear."
"Wow" said Bob. There were obviously sides to his sister he'd never noticed.
"So anyway I told her I knew this photographer who needed work, and that I'd appreciate it if she gave him a job. She asked me who it was and when I told her it was my brother she said you were hired."
"I'm hired?" gasped Bob. "Just like that?"
"Well, actually, you're a freelance consultant. She's going to fax me a contract. Your first assignment is in Tahiti, covering a women's convention down there. You'll be on an expense account and your fee for four days work is fifteen grand."
"You're joking!" he gasped. "Why would she pay me that much, never having seen my work?"
"I've seen your work and she trusts me. Plus I told her you need to be rich, cause you're going to have to support three pregnant women, and later on your three children."
"You TOLD her about us?" Bob was incredulous.
"She wants to interview you. She suggested that since she shared her brother with me ... I should return the favor."
Bob slumped in chair. "What in the world have I gotten myself into?" he moaned.
"You, my friend, have gotten yourself into the family way." said his sister smugly. "You didn't think you got to fuck us all and then just walk away did you?"
He was stung. "Of course not. Who said anything about me wanting to walk away?"
Miranda got up and came over to kiss him. "Nobody, Bob. But as you travel the world and meet all those models and become mister big shot photographer, I just want to be sure you remember us back here. We're going to bear your children Bob, and it's going to be a little like a plural marriage. I just want you to think about that before you get us all with child. If you haven't already." she fell silent and sat back down.
Teri appeared in the doorway. "She's ready Uncle Bob. Come on!"
Bob and Miranda followed her into the living room. The couch had been pushed back and the coffee table moved, to make a large open space. Teri sat her uncle and mother down on the couch and called for Paulette.
When Paulette came in Miranda laughed out loud. She was dressed as a Varsity cheerleader for the Northwest High School. Her hair was in dog ears and her makeup, artfully applied, made her look more like a college cheerleader than one in High School. She bounced into the room, doing cartwheels that turned into a somersault, ending up in the splits with her arms in the air in a V.
"Ta Da" she sang.
"How CUTE!" said Miranda. "Where in the world did you get that?"
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