My Sisters' Awakening: Part Five – Rachel and the High School Boys

We hadn’t been back at school for very long when, one morning, Rachel complained that she was feeling nauseous. She hurried into the downstairs bathroom and you could hear her retching from the kitchen. Our mother hurried to her side and comforting her told her that she could stay home that day. Mom then escorted her back up to her bedroom, gave her a pan to use if necessary, tucked her in and came downstairs to see Jesse and I off to school.

By the time we returned from school, Rachel was feeling normal again. Our mother wrote it off to either a one-day bug or something she ate.
That night, Rachel was in the bath so I went into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub. I looked at her still cute, almost thirteen year old body, and noticed that her boobs had filled out even more than the last time I had seen them, and the nipples had become more pronounced. In addition, I saw what appeared to be a little pot belly that I had never seen before. I mentioned it to her, and she said that she had noticed it herself, and that maybe she would have to cut the chocolate bars that she so loved from her diet.

I went outside the bathroom to the head of the stairs leading down to the first floor. I could see no movement, and the only sound came from the TV in the living room. So I went back into the bathroom and, approaching Rachel, I unzipped my pants and reached inside my jockeys to release my fully hard cock from its confinement. When I reached the side of the tub, Rachel reached up and put her fingers around my hardened tool. After a minute of her ministrations, I asked her to put her mouth around my cock. She obeyed reluctantly but soon had at least 3 inches of my cock in her sweet mouth. As if it were second nature, she began to swirl her tongue around the head. It didn’t take much of that to bring my balls up tight in their sack and the orgasm I craved began to take hold. I told Rachel that I was about to cum, and rather than take my cock out of her mouth, she redoubled her efforts. My orgasm was incredible, and my first shot of cum was so great that Rachel’s sweet mouth could only contain part of it, that part she swallowed, the rest ran down her chin and into the bath water. She was able to contain the remaining four or five shots, and swallowed them all. When my orgasm finished, I bent over the tub and kissed Rachel on the lips, tasting my own cum, I inserted my tongue into her mouth and we French-kissed for the very first time.

The next morning was a repeat of the previous with Rachel coming down into the kitchen feeling nauseous. That was enough for Mom; she picked up the phone and called our family doctor to make an appointment. She was able to get one for that afternoon. Jesse and I headed off to school and Rachel was put back in bed by our mother to await her doctor visit.

Mom and Rachel were still at the doctor’s when Jesse and I got home from school. There was just enough time for a quick fuck. Without hesitation, Jesse let me take off her clothes as she undid my shirt and unbuttoned by pants. Within seconds we were both naked enough for me to put my rock hard cock into Jesse’s waiting pussy. It only took a few lengthy strokes of my cock in her still incredibly tight love channel; and then we were both orgasming at the same time. I shot copious amounts of sperm-laden cum into my little sister, enough that it dribbled down her leg when we put our clothes back on. We dressed just in time too, because almost as soon as we were finished, we heard Mom’s car in the driveway.

When Mom and Rachel walked into the kitchen both their faces were ashen. Mom went into the living room to use the phone to call Dad, and Rachel went upstairs to her bedroom. Whatever it was, it was serious, because within a half hour Dad’s car also entered the driveway. When Dad came into the house, he told Jesse and me to stay in the kitchen until instructed otherwise. Then he and Mom went up to the girls’ bedroom.

Rachel later recounted what happened. After a brief examination, the doctor had told Rachel and Mom that Rachel was pregnant. Mom then said, “That’s impossible, she hasn’t even started having periods yet.” To which the doctor replied, “She hasn’t had periods yet because she is pregnant.”

In the girls’ bedroom, Mom and Dad faced Rachel and asked her how was it possible for her to be pregnant? Who was the boy responsible? When did it happen? Rachel response was that it had happened a few months ago. She was walking home from a friend’s house when she was accosted by three high school boys. The boys asked her if she had any money or cigarettes. She had replied that she had neither. Then one of the boys grabbed her arm and said, “Well, you’ve got something better than cigarettes anyway.” All three boys then pushed her into a wooded spot where each proceeded to rape her in turn. She didn’t say anything because she was too embarrassed, and besides, she didn’t know who the boys were anyway. Our parents seemed to accept that explanation. They then went downstairs to their own bedroom to discuss what course of action to take with their not yet 13 year old who was going to be a mother! Ultimately, our parents decided that Rachel would have the baby, and they would raise it as if it were just another of their children (which, in some ways, it was.)

Jesse and I then went upstairs where Rachel told us what had happened. I was impressed that Rachel had the creativity to concoct such a story, and I told her I was exceedingly grateful that she did. I could hardly imagine what our parents would do if they found out that it was me, not some unidentified stranger, who was the father of Rachel’s baby.

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