Getting my cousin pregnant

This is the "sequel" to "cousin sucks my dick and likes it." This one is not true, but trust me, Astrid and I ARE working on a plan to get Ellie pregnant.

The plan was hatched in the kitchen, fueled by cheap wine and the same raging lust that had tormented us for years. Astrid and I were huddled in the corner, whispering like conspirators plotting a bank heist, but instead of money, we were plotting to breed our cousin.

"She’s so ripe, bro," Astrid hissed, her eyes glued to the back of Ellie’s head as she played with her dolls in the living room. She was barely 16, but still had the brain of a 7 year old. "Look at that body. She’s got the hips, she’s got the tits. And her brain? It’s like a blank slate. We can write whatever we want on it. We can write 'baby maker'."

"I know," I groaned, adjusting my stiffening cock in my jeans. "She’s been looking at me funny lately. Like she wants the D. But she’s too dumb to know how to take it."

"Exactly. That’s where we come in," Astrid grinned, biting her lip. "We use the game. Remember how obsessed she is with 'Guess the Food'? We’ll trick her. We’ll make her think she’s just eating something yummy, but really, we’re feeding her something much seedier."

Later that afternoon, with the house empty and the air thick with the scent of vanilla air freshener, we dragged Ellie into the guest room. She was wearing one of my t-shirts that was drowning her—one of those oversized vintage band tees that showed off her long, pale legs and the curve of her hips. She looked like a little doll, innocent and helpless, which only made my dick harder.

"Ellie, honey, we’re gonna play a game," Astrid said, sitting on the edge of the bed and patting the space next to her. "It’s called 'Guess the Feeling.' I’m gonna tickle you, and you try to guess what feelings we’re giving you. I already told you the first one.”

"Tickles!" Ellie squealed, giggling as Astrid’s fingers danced over her ribs. The little girl squirmed, her small, developing body arching off the mattress, the oversized t-shirt riding up to reveal her pale stomach and the soft, dark patch of curls guarding her pussy.
"Stop that, Astrid," I said, my voice rough with impatience. I grabbed Astrid’s wrist and pulled her up from the bed. "You’re making her laugh too much. She needs to be focused. She needs to be ready."

Astrid smirked, her eyes dark and hungry as they raked over her cousin’s prone form. "You’re right, brother. She is too bubbly. Too happy. We need to break that little head of hers open. Fill her up until she's too full of cum to think about anything else."

I turned my attention back to Ellie. She blinked up at me, her big, glassy eyes looking a little confused. "What's next, Aiden? Is it the food game?"
"Close," I said, dropping my jeans to the floor. My cock sprang free, already thick and angry, the head glistening with precum. "But this time, there's no food. I want you to guess what this is."
Ellie stared at my erection, her tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth. "Big stick?"
"Big juicy stick," I corrected, grabbing her by the ankles and pulling her closer to the edge of the bed. I spread her legs wide, exposing her pink, hairless slit. It was glistening wet already, juices leaking from her hole, begging to be filled. "And this..." I ran a finger along her folds, collecting her nectar. "...is a hungry little mouth. I want you to guess where this goes."
"Your mouth!" she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. She leaned forward, her hands reaching out to grab my hips.

"Wrong," I whispered, pushing her back down gently but firmly. "This goes here." I tapped her clit. "Right here. In your tummy. Up your pussy. Where babies are made."
Ellie’s brow furrowed, her little brain struggling to process the concept. "Baby?" She whispered, her voice trembling. "Make baby?"
"That's right, Ellie. We're gonna make a baby," I said, positioning myself between her trembling thighs. Astrid leaned in close, whispering in Ellie's ear, "Just open your legs wide, sweetie. Aiden is gonna put his big seed inside you. It'll feel good, I promise."
Ellie nodded, her mouth open slightly as she stared at my cock hovering over her pussy. "Okay. Put in. Make baby."

I didn't waste any time. I grabbed my shaft and lined it up with her opening. The tip was already slick with precum, and I smeared it along her slit, coating her entire hole. She gasped, a shiver running through her body.
"Guess what's next, Ellie," I grunted, gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises. "I'm gonna put this big thing in your pussy. It's gonna stretch you out. It's gonna fill you up. Guess what it's called?"
"Cock!" she shrieked, laughing as I slammed forward.

I buried myself to the hilt in one long, hard stroke. Ellie screamed, her back bowing off the bed, her nails digging into my shoulders. It was incredibly tight, her little pussy clamping down around my cock like a vice, squeezing the life out of me. It was the best feeling I had ever known.

"Good girl!" I roared, pulling back and slamming into her again. "Take it! Take that big cock!"
I started pounding her little pussy, my balls slapping against her ass with a wet, sloppy rhythm that echoed off the walls. Ellie was babbling incoherently, her eyes rolling back into her head, her body jerking with every thrust. She was taking it like a champ, her tight little channel gripping my cock like a vice, milked by her own spasming muscles.

"That's it, Ellie! You like that big dick?" I grunted, grabbing her by the ankles and flipping her legs over my shoulders to get deeper. "You're gonna be a good little breeder, aren't you? You gonna take my seed and hold it inside?"
"I wanna... wanna baby!" she shrieked, her nails digging into my forearms.
"Then take it!" I roared, feeling the pressure in my balls building to a bursting point. "Open that hole and take every ounce! Swallow my cum! Flood that fertile little womb!"

I slammed into her one last time, burying my cock to the hilt as I shoved her legs flat against her chest. "Here it comes, you little cumdump! Eat my load!" I let out a guttural groan and emptied myself into her, shooting rope after rope of hot, thick jizz deep inside her snatch. I grunted with every spasm, feeling my seed splash against her cervix, filling her up until she was overflowing.
Astrid stood in the doorway, one hand rubbing her own soaking wet panties, the other holding her phone to record the creampie. "Oh yeah, look at that," she cooed, her eyes gleaming with pure lust. "Look how full she is. He pumped so much baby juice into that stupid little belly."

I pulled out, watching a river of milky white cum leak out of Ellie's gaping hole and drip down onto the sheets. She looked dazed, her mouth hanging open, a string of drool connecting her lip to the bedspread.

"Is she pregnant?" Astrid asked, stepping into the room and kneeling beside the bed. She reached out and ran a hand over Ellie's flat stomach. "She's so fertile. A perfect vessel."
I collapsed onto the bed next to my sister. "She's gonna be. I filled her right up."

Astrid leaned over and kissed me deeply, tasting the mix of sweat and lust. "She's gonna be the mother of our Incest Baby #3," she whispered, her hand moving down to Ellie's stomach and pressing down hard. "We did it, Aiden. We finally knocked her up."