I found my sister stripping Ch 5 by Dark_Brother..,
A few months later… , We catch up to John and his lovely women a few months down the road…
“We have a problem,” Amber told me as she walked into my bedroom. Looking up from my laptop, I had to smile. Even at seven months pregnant, the woman was beautiful; her long red hair framing her small face, her pale skin glowing with the radiance that only pregnant women seem to possess, and her blue eyes always twinkling with some sort of mischief.
“What is that?” I ask. I can tell from her look that she isn’t angry with me, something I try to avoid at all costs, since our one and only fight. I have heard that redheads are feisty, and I can attest to the truth of that, but somehow pregnancy has mellowed Amber out. Something my friends tell me is extremely unusual.
“We need a bigger place,” she tells me, walking over and sitting on the side of my bed. “This place is big, but when the baby arrives, what then? I know she will sleep with me or you for awhile, but after that, she’ll need her own room.” Since I was dating all three women that lived here, we each had our own room. We had agreed on that arrangement early on to avoid jealousy issues. Whenever I was home, whichever women were also here had my full attention, dividing myself as fully as possible, except on Mondays. That was my day to relax, and to myself, if I so chose. Today was Friday.
“We talked about this. We can’t afford it. Not with you not working for now. Even my raise to head bouncer doesn’t make up for that. As soon as you are up to working again, then maybe.”
A large smile split her petite face, and I suddenly grew worried. She had a plan, and from experience, my life was safer going with whatever plans put that look on her face.
“I found a place. It is big enough to grow into, and the rent is actually lower than this place. It is even closer to work!” I could see that she was excited, but I always have to play the devil’s advocate.
“With a steal that great, it is either run down, or already taken. Have you called on it?”
“Of course, Cutie,” I love that after all these months, she still calls me that, “The owner says there are all new appliances, new carpet, and it is in a more upscale part of town. All we have to do is come up with first month’s rent, and it is ours!”
“Well, I guess it can’t hurt to look,” I said, giving Amber a wink. I barely had time to move my laptop out of the way, before she was in my arms kissing me. For a woman six months along, she was still pretty spry. Her kisses became more passionate the longer they continued, and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what she wanted. Amber was always horny, but ever since I got her pregnant, she has been even more so.
Amber’s hands began to pull at my shirt, and I broke the kiss long enough to pull it off over my head. She then began to work at my pants, soon having them down to my ankles, then off. Kissing down my chest, the petite redhead then started to kiss around my groin, my balls, and even the base of my cock, but refused to do more, tortuously teasing me. Moaning, I let her know that she was winning. She was punishing me for debating with her, instead of just simply agreeing.
I placed my hands on the back of her head, not guiding, just running my fingers through her shiny tresses. This seemed to please her enough, and she slowly, ever so slowly, started licking up the underside of my penis. My low moan, turned to a groan as I felt her soft lips reach my head, and continuing her languid pace, took my head in her mouth. I felt her tongue poke at the hole at the tip, before swirling around the sensitive rim. Without warning, she dropped her head, taking my full eight inches down her throat at once. My groan deepened as the pleasure she was giving me multiplied. I couldn’t help myself, and began to gently move my hips, leisurely fucking her mouth. Muffled sounds of pleasure came from around my penis, letting me know she was enjoying this too.
After a couple minutes, Amber released my manhood, and stood to remove her pants. I tried to lift her shirt, but she stopped me. “No,” she said, “You know how I feel about–” I silenced her with a kiss, feeling her melt within my arms. She was self conscious about her belly, but I didn’t give a damn. I thought it looked sexy on her, and her growing boobs were a pleasure to play with. It didn’t take me long to have her top off, before we were lying in the bed together.
I pulled her face to mine again, and gently we kissed, as my hands roamed her back, and hers slid up and down my torso. I dug into my nightstand, and pulled out a small bottle of lube. Amber saw it and smiled. We were both too worried about my length and the baby, so anal was the only way for us.
Amber rolled onto her side, facing away, and I quickly lubed up my cock. Placing the head against her tight anus, I applied a little pressure, and popped past her squeezing sphincter. “Ooh,” Amber moaned, and slid her rear back, taking more of me into her colon. I couldn’t hold back my own moan, as I felt the tight ring of her asshole slide down my erection. I leaned forward, and gently kissed the back of her neck, and began to move my hips. I brought my hand around, and tugged gently on her nipple rings, smiling at the way her eyes still glazed over when I did that.
Her hand landed on my hip, & I could feel the urgency in her as she wanted me to pick up the pace. More than willing to oblige this redheaded beauty, I started to thrust my hips into her rear cavity, grunting at the effort. “Yes! That’s it. Fuck my ass, cutie. Make me cum all over your big cock. Oh, I love how you fill my ass. Fuck me, cutie, FUCK me!” With her pregnancy, Amber had started to become more vocal in bed as well.
Amber began to convulse, and that was enough for me. I started to shoot inter her ass, convulsing myself, and lengthening her own orgasm. Amber somehow turned her body to kiss me, while leaving me inside her. Even six months along, she was still pretty agile.
“Mmm, I love how easily you can make me cum,” she says with a smile, then separates from me.
We both get up, and head to the shower. I tenderly wash her, gently kissing her swollen belly; kissing our little child. When I had first found out that Amber had quit taking her birth control, and was pregnant, I was furious that she would do it without consulting me first. That was our first and only fight. It had ended with me somehow apologizing, with a swollen lip from not ducking swiftly enough. I have since come to regard the new child as someone to look forward to, and cherish.
We drove to see the new house, and I was surprised to see how nice it was: two and a half stories, six bedrooms, three baths, with a pool and hot tub in back. The street was obviously well taken care of, all of the lawns meticulously cut, and all of the bushes and trees trimmed.
“Are you sure this is less than our current rent?” I whispered to Amber as we followed the agent around the house.
The agent must have heard us, an attractive black woman named Betty. Her black hair was curly, and tied back, and she wore one of those business suits with the knee length skirt; everything about her screamed business. I was surprised to see her wearing such light clothes in winter, however. “There are no hidden costs. Utilities, cable, and internet are all part of the rent. I can show you the numbers again if you like.”
I couldn’t help but stare at her massive chest, thinking of something else I’d like her to show me. Amber elbowed me in the ribs, and I remembered that I had been asked a question. “Uh, yeah. I’d like that.”
Betty laid the papers out on the kitchen counter, and no matter how much I went over them, it still ended up cheaper living here, and that was even without the extras.
That afternoon we held a meeting, Amber, Dixie, my sister Geo, and myself, and decided to make the move. It didn’t make sense NOT to.
That night Dixie, Geo, and I worked at the strip club. Dixie had finally been promoted to dancer, and while she wasn’t the best, a spot my sister still held, with Amber gone she was a close second. As head bouncer, it was my responsibility to make sure the other bouncers stayed on task, and the girls stayed safe. Ron, the last head bouncer, and Dixie’s ex-boyfriend, had quit a few weeks ago, and moved out of town. He had never quite forgiven me for screwing Dixie, and I didn’t miss him much. Especially not since I was then promoted to his spot. I still couldn’t figure out why I had been chosen over some of the others, but I wasn’t about to complain, and took my job seriously.
Dixie took the stage, and I turned my attention to her. She was wearing her schoolgirl outfit, one of my favorites, with her brown hair pulled back into two pony tails, her shirt unbuttoned, but tied just under her black bra, and an extremely short plaid skirt that flaunted her black thong underneath. An old 80’s rock number came on, and Dixie… To say she moved would be an understatement. To be more exact, she swayed and rippled. Her hips moved in such a way that they seemed to be the driving force of every action, rippling out from there, thrusting her chest out with the music, as her eyes scanned the crowd. Her lithe legs would sweep around from time to time, as she swirled around the bar, sometimes jumping up to the top of it, and then gently gliding down with just the strength of her legs holding her on. She truly was a marvel to watch, and sometimes I caught myself so entranced by her movements, I’d forget to watch the crowd. Tonight was a relatively quiet night. We were busy, but the patrons were behaving themselves, and I could see the other bouncers were staying properly vigilant.
One of the bouncers came up to me, and told me that Larry wanted to talk with me. Larry was the owner, and I hadn’t even known he was there that night. He owned a lot of businesses, and rarely came to this one.
I knocked on the door, and was immediately admitted in.
“John, good to see you,” Larry greeted me with a firm handshake. He was an older man, grey and white peppered hair, and thick mustache. He was in his usual business suit, and jovial smile. ‘Have a seat, will you. I have some things to discuss with you.”