Betty Jo's Brothers

This is a work of fiction. This story involves a farm girl losing her virginity to a close relative, so if any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is purely coincidental. Constructive comments are always welcome, but please read the whole story to the end before you comment.

My philosophy is that a story should be like a woman's skirt. It should be long enough to cover the subject, but short enough to keep it interesting. I try to do that in my stories. You may or may not agree with me as to where I should end a story, but know that I end each story where I think it should end.

Nobody in this story was under 18 when they had sex.

Betty Jo had always lived in a sheltered environment, with two older brothers and a father many people considered to be strict, such that none of the boys in the area would have dared to bother her. She had done okay in high school, and even now that she had graduated, Betty Jo wasn't considered to be the brightest candle in the box. Betty Jo's mother was a very quiet woman who seldom spoke. Mother was content to let her husband make all of the decisions concerning the family, which was exactly why he was with her in the first place. Father didn't want a woman who had a strong will and a mind of her own. Betty Jo thought she took after her mother in these traits, letting others make her decisions for her and just going along with whatever others had told her to do.

Because Betty Jo was so sheltered, and because her mother never spoke unless Father told her to, Betty Jo had minimal knowledge of sex. The local school was a conservative private Christian school, so they certainly hadn't taught her anything about sex.

Of course, Mother had given her "the talk," so she had a basic understanding of how babies were made. Mother had explained that Betty Jo could now have babies, so she shouldn't let boys near her privates until she was ready to have a baby, because they might put a baby inside of her. Mother also taught Betty Jo how to care for her monthly flow (as Mother called it). It all seemed a bit of a bother to Betty Jo, but her mother just told her that it was something that women had to deal with, so she just did what she needed to each month, which mainly meant changing pads and keeping her privates clean.

One afternoon, as was her custom, Betty Jo went to a nearby stream for a bath. This was considered normal, since there was no real bath in the house, a simple metal tub in the kitchen being used instead. This time of year, Betty Jo liked to bathe at the stream because the air temperature was warm in the summer afternoon while the water was cool. This invigorated her, and she enjoyed splashing in the stream. It sure beat taking a bath in a metal tub in the kitchen. The stream was secluded, so Betty Jo had some privacy, which made the stream better than the kitchen.

Betty Jo tended to stand in knee-deep water while she soaped her body. That way, she could reach all parts of her body to ensure that everything was clean. She was standing near the bank of the stream, soaping herself up, when she heard a noise behind her. Not knowing what had caused the noise, she spun around to find John Boy standing at the edge of the stream watching her. "John Boy," she shouted. "You scared me coming up like that."

"Sorry," he replied. I just saw you bathing in the stream, and I wondered if I could come in with you." Truthfully, her older brothers John Boy (19) and Luke (20) weren't much smarter than Betty Jo, but being older than her, she assumed they had more experience and knew things she didn't. One of the things John Boy knew was that he liked looking at her naked body.

Betty Jo thought a moment, not sure if it was okay. After all, Mother had told her that girls shouldn't be alone with boys. Surely, though, that couldn't include John Boy. Besides, he could already see her standing naked in the water, so what harm would there be if he took a bath with her too?. "Okay, John Boy," she said. "But you have to wash and scrub my back if you do."

John Boy smiled and started undressing. "I will scrub you wherever you want," he replied. "You are getting a beautiful body."

"Do you think so?" she asked. "I have always thought of myself as plain."

By now, John Boy was naked and wading over to Betty Jo. "No," he stated. "You aren't plain. You are a very beautiful girl."

Betty Jo noticed that his cock was much larger than she thought, but she handed John Boy the sponge and turned her back toward him. "My back, please. It is so hard to scrub it myself. I'll scrub your back too, if you want it."

"That would be great," he responded as he soaped up the sponge. He started scrubbing her back. His cock was completely stiff by now, and Betty Jo's body was so soft and sexy. He liked how her nipples were sticking out and how there was just a small tuft of hair above her pussy. Looking at her as he softly scrubbed her back was really turning him on, and he just had to try something more with her. When he had thoroughly scrubbed her from her neck to her waist, he decided to see how far she would let him go, and the sponge was soon soaping up her butt and legs. It surprised him when she bent over at the waist and asked him to scrub between her legs.

John Boy was happy to comply, but he soaped up his hand and used it to scrub her between her legs rather than using the sponge. "Oh!" she started. "That feels really good." John Boy told her to move her feet out to give him room, so she spread her feet out a little wider, giving John Boy even more access between her legs. By now, he had come up directly behind her, and he wrapped his free hand around her to massage her breasts. That, too, sent tingles through her body.

"Does this still feel good?" John Boy asked her.

"Oh, yes," she sighed. "I've never felt anything better. Is this okay for us to do? Mother told me that I shouldn't let boys touch my privates until I was ready to have a baby."

Of course, it's okay" he replied. "We are family. You are safe with me, and we can do whatever we want."

With that, she leaned back into him a little more. Of course, all of this had John Boy's cock as hard as a rock, and when she leaned back, his cock slid right in between the tops of her thighs. He reached around to rub (and supposedly wash) her pussy from the front, and let his cock slide back and forth between her legs. It wasn't long before John Boy was able to reach down and assist his cock in repeatedly bumping against her vaginal entrance. Of course, Betty Jo felt his cock there. She asked, "Are you going to give me a baby?"

"Not like this," he replied. "My cock isn't inside of you." John Boy's cock sliding across her private parts was making her feel really wonderful, and she didn't want it to ever stop. Besides, she wanted a baby. Soft moans of pleasure came from her, which encouraged John Boy to take it even further. Over and over again, his cockhead bumped into her vaginal entrance, until the tip slid into the entrance and started to come up tight against her hymen over and over again.

She felt an aching sensation each time his cock pressed against her hymen, but his right hand was busy rubbing her clitoris while his left hand tweaked her nipples at the same time. With all of that distraction, she barely noticed the small pinch as his cock slid through her hymen and into her vagina. She loved the sensations she was feeling. She did say, "Ouch," as his cock finally tore through her hymen, but then she followed that with "Ohh..." as his cock slid further into her depths and she felt a sense of fullness.

John Boy bent her over at the waist, so his cock could fully penetrate her pussy. He slowly increased the depth he was thrusting until his cock was sliding all the way in and out of her pussy, the tip just barely still inside her entrance on the back-strokes, and his cockhead firmly pressing against her cervix on the in-strokes.

It suddenly occurred to Betty Jo that John Boy was actually fucking her. It fired her imagination, and she told him, "John Boy, make a cute baby inside of me." He was making her feel really good, and she didn't care how he was doing it. She could feel a wonderful tension and tingling building up inside of her tummy, seeming to get stronger every minute, until she finally felt waves of pleasure washing over her, engulfing her entire body.

She probably would have collapsed, if John Boy hadn't been holding her up with hands to her pussy and her breast as he pummeled her pussy with his cock from behind. Her orgasm swept over her, giving her more pleasure than she had ever felt, and she was pushing back against him as her internal muscles spasmed around his invading cock. Betty Jo's vaginal muscles contracting around his cock as he continued to fuck her finally sent him over the edge, and he pressed his cock in to the maximum depth before releasing spurt after spurt of his seed through her cervix and deep into her womb.

John Boy's huge load of seed being shot through her cervix and into her womb renewed her orgasm, which had been subsiding, and she once again melted against him, shaking with internal contractions. They sank into the water, letting it slowly cool the warmth that had engulfed both of them, and letting it support them from falling over.

"Oh, Betty Jo," he sighed in her ear. "That was wonderful. Can we do it again?"

"Did you just make a baby in me?" she asked.

John Boy opened his eyes. "Well, I suppose that getting you pregnant is possible. Is that what you really want?"

"Yes," she replied.

"Okay, but practice makes perfect. Can we do that some more?" he asked.

"Okay, but I want a baby, so get me pregnant. I think that would be nice," Betty Jo replied. "I have never felt that good in my life. When do you want to do it again?"

John Boy smiled. "What do you say we get down in the deep part of the stream and practice kissing for a while, and then we can try again?"

"Oh, yes," she replied. "I want to learn how to kiss. Would you teach me?"

He took her by the hand, led her into the deep part of the stream, and said, "I think I could do that."

Once they were almost up to their necks in the water, John Boy had Betty Jo wrap her legs around his waist, and then he leaned in to kiss her. At first, Betty Jo didn't know what to do, but John Boy soon slid his tongue into her mouth, and she started to kiss him back. "Wow," she said when they first broke the kiss. "I didn't know that a kiss could feel so good. Can we do it more?"

"Of course we can," John Boy replied. "We can practice as much as we want." With that, he leaned back in for another kiss. This time, Betty Jo knew what to expect, and she opened her mouth to welcome his tongue with her own. As the kiss progressed, she started sucking on his tongue as he explored her mouth.

John Boy responded by bringing his hands up to fondle Betty Jo's breasts as they kissed. Betty Jo moaned into his mouth. Everything felt so good. She was surprised that she could feel tingling in her tummy as well as in her nipples, and she automatically started rocking her hips in response.

Of course, John Boy took advantage of this by reaching down and pressing the tip of his cock back into her vaginal entrance. Betty Jo felt his cock once again enter her vagina, but continued to rock her hips against him, and John Boy's cock slid a little at a time back into the depths of her pussy. When his cock was once again fully buried in her, John Boy broke the kiss and asked, "How do you like kissing?"

"It's wonderful," she replied. "I didn't know that it would feel so good. I love having your cock deep inside of me again too."

"Kissing is fun," he replied. "But not nearly as pleasurable as if my cock is in you as we kiss. That is partly how I bring you all of this pleasure. You like it, don't you?"

She nodded and leaned back in to continue the kiss. John Boy continued to pinch her nipples and fuck up into her as they resumed their kiss. Betty Jo was moaning and almost squealing into his mouth as she came closer and closer to climax. When the intense pleasure finally overcame her, she leaned back and squealed as the waves of pleasure washed over her. Her vaginal muscles were massaging John Boy's cock as she came, and he soon joined her in her second climax, again shooting his seed deep into her womb.

When they finally came down from their climaxes, Betty Jo's head was draped over John Boy's shoulder, and both of them were breathing deeply. "Wow!" Betty Jo exclaimed. "That was so good. Can I tell my friend, Sue, about this?"

No," John Boy quickly replied. "You can't tell anybody about this, especially not friends or family. If anybody knows about this, they might not let us do it. This is our secret. If we can keep it that way, then we can do it whenever we want."

"Oh," she responded. "I have never felt anything this good, and I want get pregnant, and Mother said this is how babies are made."

"Okay," John Boy said. "Then let's just keep it between ourselves. We can meet here at the stream every afternoon just after lunch, if you want. Nobody else comes here this time of day."

"That sounds good," Betty Jo replied. "I will have to clean up in the kitchen after lunch before I come, though."

"Let's get washed up and go back to the house before somebody misses us," John Boy suggested. They waded over to the rock where the soap and sponge were and cleaned each other's body thoroughly. John Boy paid special attention to Betty Jo's pussy, so when it was her turn, she rubbed his cock and balls quite thoroughly.

Of course, he got stiff again, and that fascinated Betty Jo. She asked John Boy, "Why did it get hard?"

John Boy stifled a laugh, and replied, "It got hard because it likes you. If you will turn around and lean over the rock, we can make it soft again." Betty Jo nodded and turned to lean over the rock. John Boy quickly slid in behind her and slid his cock back into her pussy.

"Is that what you meant by making it soft again?" she asked.

"Don't worry," he replied. "I am just loving you again. It will feel good for both of us. This is the same thing we were doing before, except I am again behind." He wasn't lying about it feeling good, and Betty Jo was soon pushing back to meet each of his thrusts into her pussy. Of course, she knew that they hadn't just been washing and kissing. He would probably put a baby inside her womb, which was what she wanted. Besides, having his warm cock sliding inside her felt so good that she didn't care.

Since they had already fucked twice, it took John Boy a long time to reach his climax, and Betty Jo orgasmed several more times before he did. When he finally pumped his load of seed deep into her womb, both of them were exhausted.

They sat down on the rock for a while before once again washing each other in the stream and getting dressed for the return to their home. John Boy told Betty Jo to go first, so there wouldn't be any questions as to why they were returning together after her bath. Betty Jo thought that was a good idea, and went up the trail toward their home while John Boy continued to sit there on the rock.

After a few minutes, John Boy took a different route back to the house. When he entered, Betty Jo was nowhere to be found. While their parents' bedroom was on the main level, Betty Jo, John Boy and Luke slept in bedrooms upstairs. When John Boy went upstairs, he found Betty Jo lying on her bed, her eyes closed. He asked, "Are you okay?"

Betty Jo opened her eyes and replied, "Oh, yes. I'm just a little tired."

"Okay," John Boy remarked. Just don't stay here so long that Mother comes looking for you to do something. You know how she gets if we forget our chores." With that, John Boy headed downstairs and back outside to complete his own chores.

Betty Jo lay on her bed thinking to herself. Somehow, she felt different. Her pussy felt a little bit sore, but she couldn't deny that she felt very fulfilled at the same time. Speaking of being filled, Betty Jo noticed that her pussy was very wet, almost as if she was leaking. She had felt wetness in her privates before, but never like this.

She reached down and slid her finger through her slit, gathering up some of the moisture with it. She brought her finger up and examined it. The liquid was sort of milky and almost pearlescent. She used her finger and thumb to feel it and found that the liquid was very slippery. Curious, Betty Jo brought her finger to her nose and then to her mouth. It both smelled and tasted strange, unlike any smell or flavor she had ever experienced. She liked it and reached down to get more. Time after time, her hand made the trip from her pussy to her mouth, each time entering a little further and bringing back more of the exotic substance.

At first, Betty Jo wasn't sure what this was. She had long ago tasted her own juices, and this didn't taste anything like that. She was sucking on her finger when she had the thought that this cream must be from John Boy. She would have to ask him about it. For now, though, she was content to close her eyes and drift off to sleep for a while.

When she woke, she knew that she needed to get dinner ready. Otherwise, Mother would ask questions about why she had been napping. Betty Jo was actually a pretty good cook. Her mother had taught her well, and cooking was something she really enjoyed. Father had often complimented her on her cooking, saying that she would someday make some man a good wife. That made her happy.

She quickly prepared dinner, and her mother never noticed that Betty Jo had been napping. Everyone enjoyed dinner, and her father and her two brothers went outside to do the evening chores, while Betty Jo and her mother did dishes and put away the leftovers from dinner. Once her chores were finished, Betty Jo went out to the barn to find John Boy.

"Hey, John Boy," she started. "Do you have a minute to talk?"

"Sure, Betty Jo," he replied. "I'm just watering the animals. What do you want to talk about?" Both Betty Jo and John Boy knew that it was unlikely that anybody would disturb them in the barn, since Father and Luke were out in the fields finishing their chores.

"Well," she began. "There was some pearl-looking cream that leaked out of my pussy when I lay on my bed. Do you know what it was?"

John Boy chuckled. "Yeah, I know what that is. When any man puts his cock inside of you, they will leave some of that cream in your pussy. It isn't anything to worry about. Anything else?"

"Is that the stuff that makes babies?" she asked. "I have never seen or tasted anything like it before, and I wondered what it was."

"You tasted it?" he asked. "Did you like the taste of it?"

"I haven't decided if I like it or not yet," Betty Jo answered. "It had some sweetness to it, but it was also a bit bitter and had a strange metallic taste. Is it the stuff that makes babies? Tell me the truth."

"The truth?," he asked. "Yes, it's the stuff that makes babies. If you want, I will give you some more to taste tomorrow. Then, you can decide if you like it or not."

Betty Jo smiled. "I won't be mad if you made a baby inside of me. I've always wanted to be a mother. Give me a half hour after lunch tomorrow, so I can finish dishes before I go to the stream."

"You want me to get you pregnant?," he asked. "I will have chores right after lunch too, so I will come to the stream as soon as I finish. Just get undressed and down in the water to wait for me when you get there."

Betty Jo leaned in and kissed John Boy's cheek before smiling and spinning to leave the barn. John Boy reached out and grabbed her arm to pull her back toward him. He leaned in and kissed her passionately on the lips. Betty Jo melted into the kiss, thinking about how wonderful John Boy's kisses felt. John Boy held the kiss, letting his tongue invade Betty Jo's mouth, and causing a tingling sensation throughout her body. Of course, there were even more sensations due to his hands sliding up under her blouse to cup her soft, bountiful breasts.

When John Boy finally broke the kiss, he whispered in her ear, "Did you like this?" She nodded her head, unable to find her voice. He continued, "Think about this tonight when you go to bed, and remember how it felt when we were together earlier. Tomorrow, I will try to give you a baby." Then, he kissed her softly and released her to return to the house while he continued his evening chores.

Betty Jo felt like she was floating as she walked back to the house. John Boy had really stirred up her passions with his kiss and his fondling her breasts. She could barely wait until the next day, when they could be together again at the stream. After straightening some things in the living room, she went back to her room to lay down on her bed for a while. When she got there, Betty Jo found a pile of her clothes on her bed that her mother had brought in from the clothes line. She knew that she would have to either fold or iron all of the clothes (depending on what they were) before she could lay down.

She quickly got out the ironing board, and ironed her hanging clothes before folding the rest. She fretted about her cotton panties. They were so plain that she hated them. She wanted to be able to buy some lacy or silky panties in the skimpier styles, but her mother always bought her panties, so her mother made those decisions. Anyway, Betty Jo soon had all of the clothes sorted and put away.

Betty Jo had her own room, so once she finished her work, she was able to close her door and get undressed and ready for bed. Typically, Betty Jo would wear a shorty baby doll nightie to bed. Her nighties weren't sheer (after all, her mother bought them, and they were long enough to cover her private parts.

She would normally lay on her bed listening to her favorite tunes until it was time to go to sleep. This night, as she lay there listening to her tunes, her hands wandered around her breasts and her pussy. She was surprised to find that her pussy was still wet from earlier in the day. Betty Jo never wore panties to bed. Her mother had told her that wearing panties at night would lead to yeast infections, so she followed her advice.

She liked the sensations coming from her nipples when she touched them, and closing her eyes, she pretended that it was John Boy suckling them instead of her hands twisting the nubs. As the sensations grew stronger, she could almost feel his weight on top of her, as he suckled and fondled her breasts. She moaned, but she realized that she had to not alert anybody else to her activities, and she put her hand over her own mouth.

She started exploring her pussy with her fingers. She had seldom touched herself before today, but she already knew that things had changed down there. For one thing, her pussy was wetter than ever before, but then she found that she could slide two fingers into her pussy, something she had never been able to do before. Earlier that day, upon returning from the stream, she had dipped a single finger into her pussy (which had also been a first), but now she realized that two fingers would now fit inside of her vagina. She figured that had to have been caused by John Boy fucking her with his cock in the stream earlier.

It felt very good when she slid her fingers into herself, and she was soon thrusting them in as far as she could reach. When her thumb brushed against her clitoris as she pushed her fingers into her vagina, it was even better. Thus, Betty Jo was able to create even more sensations in herself.

Again, she closed her eyes and imagined that it was John Boy thrusting into her pussy, but the feeling wasn't the same. Her fingers were nowhere near as thick or as long as John Boy's cock had been, and therefore the sensations weren't nearly as good. However, she was able to stimulate herself to a small orgasm. It didn't compare to what she felt with John Boy, but it was still good.

Betty Jo quickly drifted off to sleep, and it surprised her when she woke up during the night, feeling someone else in bed with her. She gasped, but a hand went across her mouth to keep her quiet. "Don't worry Betty Jo. It's just me, John Boy. I couldn't wait until tomorrow. I had to fuck you again tonight."

Betty Jo turned her head. "It's okay, John Boy. I was wanting you tonight too." John Boy then pulled her to him and was passionately kissing her lips. She liked that a lot. Betty Jo kissed him back passionately. Her tongue was dancing with John Boy's tongue in their mouths. It felt so good, and her pussy was quickly wet.

John Boy pushed her nightie up and over her head, leaving her completely nude. He was already naked, having shed his boxers after he entered her room, so they were now skin-to-skin. His hands quickly covered her breasts, his fingers fondling her nipples, which sent even more tingling sensations to her pussy. She could feel his cock between her thighs, and her legs were spread for him, but it still surprised her when she felt John Boy's cock sliding up into her vagina. It had to be one of the best feelings ever.

Betty Jo pushed her hips up into John Boy, causing his cock to sink all the way up to her cervix. As soon as he had full penetration, he quickly set up a rhythm, pumping in and out of her vagina. Betty Jo started to moan, causing John Boy to seal his lips to hers to keep her quiet. She loved kissing, and she was soon sucking on his tongue as he pummeled her pussy.

It didn't take long before both of them were nearing climax, her vaginal muscles starting to squeeze his rapidly pistoning cock, and his balls drawing up toward his body and preparing to empty themselves into her womb. Betty Jo finally went over the edge, her body going into convulsions and pure pleasure filling her brain as John Boy pumped his seed deep into her womb.

"Oh, yes," she sighed. "Fill me up with your baby juice. Put a baby inside of me." Betty Jo wrapped her legs around John Boy's waist, pulling his cock even deeper into her body.

Betty Jo again started sucking on John Boy's tongue as she came down from her orgasm, which he didn't mind at all. The last thing he wanted was to wake up anybody else in the family, thinking that he might be vilified if anybody found out that he was fucking Betty Jo. For Betty Jo's part, the thought that what they were doing was wrong barely even crossed her mind. John Boy was her big brother, so he wouldn't ever do anything to hurt her. Surely, he would be there for her if she got pregnant. Besides, she really enjoyed what they were doing... more than anything she had ever experienced. She could still feel his cock throbbing inside of her, filling her even more.

When John Boy had completely unloaded his balls into Betty Jo, he somewhat collapsed on her. Even though he was a lot bigger than she was, she didn't mind his weight on her. If anything, it gave her a feeling of security. He broke the kiss, but she continued to kiss his face and neck. Therefore, he never went totally soft.

When John Boy realized that his cock was still hard inside of Betty Jo's pussy, he decided to go for a second round. He started slowly sliding his cock in and out of her vagina. "Do you want to do it again?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied. He rolled her over, so she was on top of his body, which caused her ample breasts to hang down in front of his face. His lips immediately latched onto one of her nipples, suckling it while his hand cupped the other breast. Betty Jo really liked that and pressed her breast against his lips.

He continued to slide his cock slowly in and out of her vagina as he suckled first one nipple and then the other. The combination restoked her fires, and she wanted him to pump her even harder and bring her to climax again. She started rocking her hips, forcing his cock even further into her vagina and causing his cockhead to press against her cervix every time they came together. John Boy loved suckling her nipples, and he wished that he could give her some hickeys, but he thought it wouldn't be a good idea.

Their bodies were soon slapping together, her pussy making sloshing sounds every time he drove into her. Betty Jo was already in heaven, her body already in a constant orgasm, and she was almost ready to collapse when she felt John Boy's cock spurting his seed deep into her womb. That was so pleasurable that she basically lost consciousness and collapsed. Her body continued to convulse and twitch for several minutes after they were no longer moving against each other.

Betty Jo was totally unconscious, and John Boy quickly fell asleep under her. He napped for about a half-hour before he woke and slid out from under his sleeping sister. She was still fast asleep when he extricated himself, so he put her nightie back on her body before putting his boxers back on and slipping back to his room unnoticed. Both of them slept so soundly for the rest of the night that their mother had to wake them both to do their morning chores. John Boy jumped out of bed to head to the barn for his chores, while Betty Jo got busy cooking breakfast for the family.

Mother asked Betty Jo why she had slept in, and she replied, "I think I was just really tired last night. I feel much better now."

Mother thought nothing of it and let Betty Jo prepare breakfast while she went back to the master bedroom and got ready to go grocery shopping later that morning. Betty Jo had breakfast prepared on-time, set the table, and rang the bell for everyone to come and eat. The family always ate together, so it would have been unusual for a meal to be late. Father bowed his head to pray, and everybody held hands as he said the blessing.

After breakfast, Mother went into town, while Betty Jo cleaned up and everyone else went about their normal chores. Mother returned a few hours later, and Betty Jo helped her to put everything away while she was preparing lunch.

Lunch was just a normal family meal, and everybody except Betty Jo disappeared for the afternoon as soon as they were done. She cleaned the kitchen and the dishes, reset the table for dinner, and then grabbed her towel and bath floatie (that held her soap, sponge and shampoo) to take to the stream. Betty Jo had expected to find John Boy already there, but he was nowhere around, so she undressed and proceeded to bathe herself.

Betty Jo felt him rather than saw him when John Boy came down to the stream. She had thoroughly soaped herself and had her eyes closed when she felt his presence. He wasn't touching her. He wasn't even in the water yet, but she could feel him watching her. She lowered herself into the water to rinse the soap off, and then resurfaced. By now, John Boy had undressed and was next to her in the stream. As her head came out of the water, he pulled her to him for a kiss.

She thought to herself, "What a wonderful way to bathe, having John Boy here to hold and kiss me when I emerge from the water." She kissed him back passionately and they stood there holding each other in the water. "Oh, John Boy," she sighed when they broke the kiss. "I was hoping that you would come today. I had the strangest dream last night. You came to my bed, and you were making love to me. It felt so good."

John Boy smiled. "I had the same dream last night. I guess I will have to come to your bed every night from now on, so you continue to feel good."

"Oh, would you?" she queried. "That would be wonderful."

"Of course, I will," he replied. "I am so attracted to you that I can't stay away from you, even at night. I need to be one with you."

"That sounds nice," Betty Jo responded. "I like having you filling me with pleasure and your baby."

John Boy took this as a signal to lift her with his arms, prompting her to wrap her legs around his waist. That, of course, lined his cock up with her vaginal entrance, and he was soon feeding his cock into her depths. Betty Jo threw her head back as pleasure overwhelmed her, and a low moan escaped her lips.

She came back to quickly kiss him, her tongue seeking out his, so she could once again suck it. John Boy responded by taking her breasts in his hands and pulling her into his chest while thrusting into her pussy with his cock. Betty Jo loved the sensations he was giving her throughout her body. "Oh, John Boy," she sighed. "That feels so good. Give me your baby."

John Boy was too busy fucking her to answer. He could already feel his seed starting to rise in his balls, and wanted to shoot his entire load deep into her womb. He was glad Betty Jo was so eager to have his baby. Otherwise, he would have a hard time finding a woman around this area who was so willing to be impregnated.

Betty Jo was moaning constantly now. Her teeth were clamped tight together, and she was moaning right through them. She couldn't believe how good it felt having John Boy fuck her, and she wanted him to continue this forever. It was hard to believe that just the day before, she had little idea that pleasure like this existed. Now, she didn't think she could live without it.

When Betty Jo's orgasm overwhelmed her, her vaginal muscles clamped down on John Boy's cock, and he pressed it in until the tip was tight against her cervix, virtually ensuring that all of his seed would shoot directly into her womb. Spurt after spurt of his seed filled Betty Jo, until he had no more to give her. Her vaginal muscles continued to milk whatever was left in his cock, trying to claim every bit of his ejaculation.

Betty Jo leaned her head over his shoulder, her eyes fluttering and her lips softly kissing his skin. She had never felt better in her life. She wasn't sure what it all meant, but she was sure that she wanted this for the rest of her life. That was fine with John Boy. He would be more than happy to fuck his sister for as long as she wanted him, and he hoped that would be for a long, long time.

John Boy settled them down into the water, hoping that the water would cool them both a bit. He whispered in her ear, "I love you Betty Jo."

She cocked her head and responded, "Of course you love me. We grew up together."

He looked her in the eye and continued, "You don't understand. I love you like a wife. Will you be my wife, Betty Jo?"

Betty Jo was confused and asked, "Can we do that? We are brother and sister."

"We can't get married legally," he said. "But we can still be like husband and wife as long as nobody finds out. I love you so much, and I want us to be like this forever."

"So," she replied. "We will just keep meeting in secret? In that what you want?"

"It isn't what I want," he stated. "But there is no other way that we can keep giving each other pleasure like this. If the world finds out about our relationship, they might tear us apart."

"OK," she responded. "But do you think we doing something wrong?"

"I don't think it is wrong, and you shouldn't either," he answered. "However, others may not feel the same way. Do you understand? We need to keep this just between ourselves."

"Don't worry," she replied. "I won't tell anybody."

John Boy smiled. He thought now that he could go on fucking his Betty Jo without fear of getting caught. If she got pregnant, they would just have to figure something out. John Boy kissed her deeply, and pulled her against him again. Once again, her legs wrapped around his waist, and once again he slipped his cock deep into her vagina.

"Oh my God," she sighed. "That feels so good." John Boy immediately started thrusting up into her, and her hips automatically started rocking against him, her pussy meeting every one of his thrusts. He started to speed up his thrusts, and Betty Jo kept right up with his tempo. Before long, his cock was slamming into her pussy, and Betty Jo was once again starting to orgasm.

Her body started to shudder as waves of pleasure swept over her, and she clung to his neck, pressing her nipples into his chest as he continued to pummel her pussy. When he started to shoot his seed through her cervix and into her womb, it felt like her whole body imploded, and she temporarily lost consciousness. If there was such a thing as too much pleasure, this was it.

John Boy did his best to keep his cock pressed tightly against her cervix as he shot spurt after spurt of his cum into her. Even though he wasn't really all that smart, he knew that this was how babies were made, and he wanted to put his baby inside of Betty Jo's womb. He figured that, if he fucked her enough times, sooner or later his seed would make a baby inside of her tummy.

Betty Jo once again collapsed on his shoulder, and John Boy once again sank down into the water. The deeper they sank, the lighter she became. When she was basically weightless, with only their heads above water, he started kissing her passionately. Of course, she responded. She loved his kisses, as she loved everything that went with his kisses. His cock was still hard and still fully buried in her pussy, so as they kissed, he slowly slid it in and out of her. For her part, Betty Jo was softly moaning into John Boy's mouth, enjoying every sensation he was creating in her.

Betty Jo had kept her eyes closed as they kissed, and when she opened them, she was surprised to see Luke standing on the stream bank watching them. She quickly got John Boy's attention, and directed him to look toward Luke.

John Boy knew that this couldn't be good, but he tried to remain calm. "Hey brother, What are you doing?"

"Well," Luke replied. "I'm just watching my brother fuck Betty Jo. Is she good?"

John Boy realized that Luke was more interested in sharing than in telling, so he replied, "I think so, but why don't you come into the water and see for yourself?" This really surprised Betty Jo, but Luke was already slipping his clothes off to get into the water. When he pulled his boxers off, she saw that his cock seemed to be quite a bit larger than John Boy's cock. Then, he waded into the stream and joined them underwater.

John Boy, holding her by the waist, softly pushed and turned her, so that she was now facing Luke. When Luke reached out to receive her, he asked if she was enjoying herself. She nodded that she was, and Luke quickly leaned in to kiss her.

Betty Jo was shocked at first when Luke's lips pressed against hers, but then she realized that Luke kissed as good as John Boy did. She was having a hard time reaching the bottom of the stream, so she wrapped her legs around Luke's waist to support herself. Luke's hands were busy tweaking her nipples and fondling her breasts, and she soon felt his cock pressed up against her tummy. Luke reached down and slid the tip of his cock into her vaginal entrance. She was going to say something, but he was still kissing her and his huge cock was already sliding up into her vagina. His cock was definitely bigger than John Boy's.

When Luke's cock was fully buried, he paused to take a breath. Betty Jo squealed, "It's so big. I feel so stuffed."

"I'm glad you like it," Luke replied. "I certainly like being inside of your tight pussy. I have dreamed of this since you turned eighteen, but I didn't think it was possible. Now, John Boy shows me that it is." Luke started thrusting into Betty Jo's pussy, increasing the power and speed of his thrusts as he went. Betty Jo was doing her best to keep up with him, but Luke was a lot bigger than John Boy, and his cock seemed to be reaching further into her than his brother's cock had. It wasn't painful, as such, but it was certainly putting a lot of pressure on something deep inside of her every time he thrust up into her.

Betty Jo was having a hard time breathing, her breath being knocked out of her with every thrust. However, her body didn't seem to mind this, and she could feel the waves of pleasure approaching as he continued to thrust into her. Finally, the waves of pleasure broke over her, and her body started to shake and convulse as she climaxed. Luke felt her internal muscles squeezing his cock as he thrust into her, and he couldn't hold it any longer. He was overcome by pleasure as well, and he was shooting spurt after spurt of his cum deep into her belly. "Wow!" he exclaimed. "That was great."

"Mmmm... If John Boy doesn't get me pregnant, I'm sure that you will." Betty Jo replied. Her head was now draped over his shoulder, and she was totally relaxed.

"How long have you two been doing this?" Luke asked.

John Boy replied. "We started yesterday when I found Betty Jo here in the stream bathing."

"Okay," replied Luke. "Can we share? This was great."

John Boy said, "I guess that is up to Betty Jo. What do you think, girl? Can we all share in this?"

Betty Jo was surprised. "It seems like we already are. However, maybe you two should take turns instead of all of us being here together. We don't want anybody to find out about this."

"Okay," replied both boys in unison. John Boy continued, "We will take turns at the stream, and whoever doesn't have a turn with you at the stream will visit you at night in your bed. Does that sound okay to everybody?"

Both Luke and Betty Jo nodded their assent. John Boy and Luke each kissed Betty Jo and then turned to get out of the water. "Where are you two going?" Betty Jo asked. "I still need to have my back washed." John Boy and Luke turned to each other, smiled, and returned to wash Betty Jo's back. Of course, her back wasn't the only thing that got washed.

When she was as clean as could be, and totally full of their sperm, Betty Jo told them, "I need to shampoo my hair, so you two get back to your chores before somebody notices that we are all gone." This time, both boys got out, dressed, and walked back to the farm together while Betty Jo took care of her hair.

When Betty Jo returned to the house, she started dinner, so everything would be ready on time. Dinner went well, and once again, Betty Jo was left alone to clean the kitchen and wash the dishes. This was her life, and she was happy with her lot. When she finished, Betty Jo went to her room to get ready for bed. As she undressed and changed into her nightie, she thought about yesterday, last night and today. It was all very unexpected to her, but she had to admit that it all felt very good, and she liked the idea of getting pregnant. If her brothers were both okay with this situation, then she was too. After all, everybody told her that Luke and John Boy were smarter than her.

She turned off her light and slipped into her bed. The nights had started to cool down as summer drew to a close, so she put her sheet over her. When she heard her door softly open and close, Betty Jo knew that she had a visitor, but it was too dark to know who it was yet. When Luke sat down on the edge of her bed and slid under the sheet, she immediately knew it was him.

"Are we married now, too?" she asked.

Luke replied, "If that is what you and John Boy want to call it, then yes, we are married. Just don't tell anybody else about it." With that, Luke leaned in and gave Betty Jo another deep, passionate kiss.

When they broke the kiss, Betty Jo whispered, "I think I like being married to both you and John Boy. You both make me feel really good."

"I'm glad we make you feel good. That is what we are supposed to do." Luke was busy pushing her nightie up over her head and off of her arms. With her as naked as he was, He slid down a little to suckle on her breasts. Betty Jo's breasts were as big as Mother's, and Luke wanted to spend a lot of time suckling them. Of course, the sensations he was causing were making Betty Jo squirm under him, but she really liked it, and was enthusiastically pulling his head in to suck in even more of her breasts.

He loved the feel of her erect nipples in his mouth, but his hands weren't being idle as he suckled her nipples. One hand was fondling whichever breast wasn't being suckled while his other hand worked on stimulating her pussy. He realized very quickly that she was very wet down there, and he wanted to get closer to her pussy with his lips.

He kissed his way down from her breasts, across her tummy, and finally landed with his lips kissing her pussy. He licked her slit from her vaginal entrance to her clitoris, causing her to squeal in delight. He had to remind her to keep it quiet. It wouldn't be a good idea to alert their parents as to what was happening in her bed. Betty was, at first, embarrassed when he started kissing her down there, but it felt so good that she said nothing. Instead, she was moaning in pleasure.

Luke was sucking Betty Jo's clitoris and using a finger to reach into her vagina to rub her G-spot at the same time. It didn't take much of that before she was in the grips of an orgasm. Her legs clamped down on Luke's head, making breathing difficult for him as her body convulsed and spasmed in pleasure.

He backed away a bit to let her orgasm wind down, and when her legs were relaxed enough to spread a little bit, he slid up between her thighs, lining up his cockhead with her vaginal entrance, and pushing the entire length of his cock into her in one thrust. That renewed her orgasm, and he could feel her muscles squeezing his cock as he thrust into her over and over again. He couldn't take much of that before a wave of pleasure washed over him as well, and he was pumping her full of his baby batter.

Luke lay with her for a few minutes, cuddling and kissing, before he helped her back into her nightie and kissed her goodnight. He then slipped back into his boxers and went back to his room. Both of them went into a deep sleep, and because it wasn't all that late, both of them woke up at their normal times the next morning. That made Mother and Father happy because they hated having to wake anybody to do their morning chores.

Because Luke had visited her in her bed the night before, Betty Jo knew that he would also be the one to meet her at the stream in the afternoon. Then it would be John Boy's turn to come to her bedroom and meet her at the stream the next day. One thing was sure, she was certainly getting her share of pleasure out of the deal.

Betty Jo fixed breakfast, cleaned and did the dishes, and then fixed lunch and did those dishes as well before heading down to the stream to bathe. She had no idea when Luke would show up, so she just got undressed and started to soap herself up in the water. When she had lathered herself all over, she put the soap and sponge back on the floatie and dove into the deeper water to rinse off.

She was startled when she first brought her head out of the water to breathe. Instead of being able to take a deep breath, Betty Jo's mouth was immediately covered by Luke's mouth as he kissed her. She didn't even know he was there, and he slipped into the water behind her undetected while she was underwater. She immediately started passionately kissing him back, happy that Luke was there with her.

Luke lifted her by her waist, so her breasts were in front of his face, and he leaned in to take a nipple into his mouth. Betty Jo squealed in delight as he suckled first one nipple and then the other. She loved all of the sensations that she felt throughout her body from his suckling, and she wanted more, so she wrapped her legs around his waist again, knowing that it would put her pussy in line with his cock.

She felt the tip of his cock press into her vaginal entrance, and she allowed her pussy to sink down over his cock. Now, she was fully joined with Luke's big cock, and it felt wonderful. Luke abandoned her nipple, just to return to her lips, where he kissed her deeply. "I love you, Betty Jo," he sighed into her mouth.

Betty Jo was overwhelmed by all of the love she was feeling from John Boy and Luke. Of course the feeling of having Luke's cock stuffed into her pussy repeatedly was pretty overwhelming too. "I love you too, Luke," she replied.

Luke continued to pull her down over his cock as he thrust up into her depths. She could feel the tip of his cock deep inside of her body, pressing repeatedly into her very core. It felt so good that she was soon shaking and quivering in pleasure as he continued to pummel her pussy. She couldn't tell where one orgasm ended and the next began, or was it just one continuous orgasm? Betty Jo didn't know, and she didn't care. She just wanted it to continue forever.

The sensation of her pussy gripping his thrusting cock soon had Luke shooting his load deep into her womb, so there was no way that he would be able to do this forever as she wished. However, he knew that he could do it again as soon as he rested a bit. He sank down into the water, allowing it to cool both of them while they rested. Betty Jo kept her legs wrapped around his waist, keeping his cock deep inside of her pussy. She loved the feeling of being connected like this.

Betty Jo was spreading butterfly kisses all over Luke's face, whispering that she loved him. Luke responded that he loved her as well. She kept her pussy slowly sliding up and down his cock, trying to ensure that he would remain hard inside of her. She wanted more, and luckily for her, that was exactly what Luke wanted to give Betty Jo.

Luke was soon thrusting deep into Betty Jo's vagina again, his cockhead repeatedly pressing against her cervix and Betty Jo squealing in delight. She hung on tight around his neck as he continued to pummel her pussy with his hard cock, her hips rocking to meet each of his forceful thrusts into her. Betty Jo threw her head back in a silent scream as another huge orgasm washed over her body. Her insides had gone into spasms, and her vaginal walls were rippling over Luke's cock as he continued to thrust. Then, he couldn't take it any longer, and his cock was shooting long ropes of semen through her cervix and into her womb.

Unknown to them, there was somebody watching them from the trees and brush along the stream. He watched with interest. This scene didn't anger him. It just made him remember his own adventures with his cousin. He didn't want to interrupt them, as it was obvious that they were enjoying each other's body to the fullest, so he just sat there quietly until they got dressed and left.

After she got back to the house, Betty Jo went directly to the kitchen to finish preparing dinner. Father came through the kitchen and told her that whatever she was preparing smelled good. That always made Betty Jo smile. She liked it when her family appreciated her efforts. Dinner went well, and afterwards, everybody went their separate ways to finish their chores. On a farm, everybody has chores, and Betty Jo's chores were to prepare the family's meals, do the dishes and clean the kitchen. She didn't mind, though. She enjoyed cooking.

The sun had already set when Betty Jo went upstairs to the bathroom and her bedroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought that she somehow had an extra glow in her skin. She wondered if that was from the love she had been receiving. Once she put her nightie on, she lay on top of her sheets. It was too warm this evening to get under anything.

She was laying there with her legs spread, her fingers exploring her private parts, when the door opened and John Boy walked in. He saw her and immediately stripped off his clothes. He went to the bed, sat her up a little and pulled her nightie off over her head. Then, he positioned his cock against her vaginal entrance and pushed the entire length inside. Betty Jo moaned in pleasure. There was no foreplay this evening. John Boy was already too excited for that.

He was soon jack hammering her pussy, and Betty Jo was squealing in delight, her eyes closed as John Boy repeatedly stuffed her completely full of cock. Both of them were so preoccupied that neither of them even noticed when the bedroom door opened as another person joined them. John Boy was close to climax, and he increased the power and frequency of his thrust, pushing Betty Jo over the edge and into orgasm just as he started shooting her full of his cream.

"Well," came a voice from the corner of the bedroom. Both of them knew immediately who it was, but they couldn't really react as their orgasms continued in strength. "This is very interesting."

Finally, they replied in unison, "Father?"

"Yes," came the reply, and then Father turned on the bedroom light. John Boy's cock was still buried in Betty Jo's pussy, so there was no denying what they had been doing. "John Boy," Father asked. "Have you and Luke both been shooting your sperm up inside of Betty Jo's pussy?"

John Boy couldn't lie to his father. "Yes, Father."

"John Boy, go and get Luke and bring him in here." Father said.

John Boy went to put on his boxers, but Father stopped him. "You won't need those. Just get Luke and come back." John Boy went out, and a few seconds later, he came back in with Luke. "Okay, now both of you sit down on the bed with Betty Jo. Oh, and Luke, strip off your clothes."

Luke looked at Father in horror. "Why?" he asked. "I wasn't in here with them."

Father replied, "No, but you were with Betty Jo this afternoon at the stream. Now, strip."

Luke, John Boy and Betty Jo were all terrified of what was about the happen, but Father just continued to ask questions. "Luke, how many times have you shot your sperm into Betty Jo's pussy? Remember that I watched you today at the stream."

Luke replied, "I don't know, maybe eight or ten times. We have only been doing this for a few days."

"And you, John Boy?" Father continued. "How many times have you shot your sperm into her?"

"About the same," John Boy replied.

"Betty Jo," Father asked. "When was the last time you bled from your monthly?"

Betty Jo thought. "Maybe a week or so ago, maybe a little longer."

Father then asked, "Boys, were you trying to get Betty Jo pregnant? Do you want her to have your baby?"

Betty Jo almost fainted. The boys answered in unison, "We love her father, so yes, we were trying to get her pregnant. We will take care of her better than anybody else could."

"Betty Jo, did you know they were trying to make you pregnant?" Father asked.

"Yes, Father." She replied. "I asked them to give me a baby."

"Okay," replied Father. "Did you boys think this completely through?" Then, he turned once again to Betty Jo. "Betty Jo, you are likely already pregnant with one of these boys' baby. Are you okay with that?"

She thought for a minute. She loved Luke and John Boy, and she didn't think they were trying to hurt her. "Yes, Father, I am okay with that."

Father sighed. "I am not angry with any of you. I did the same with my cousin, who you now call Mother." All three siblings were now in shock. They had no idea. "However, you need to know that there are risks for incest. Children born from brother-sister relationships have a higher chance that they will have health problems or deformities. Luckily for you three, we adopted Betty Jo when her real mother, who was Mother's first cousin, died during childbirth."

Betty Jo, Luke and John Boy all answered, "Wait. What?"

Father shook his head. "Betty Jo is actually your second cousin. You know that you three will inherit the farm when Mother and I die, so it is up to you all to make sure that it is successful. It is more important now than ever because you will be supporting a family and not just yourselves."

"We know, Father," replied Luke. "That is why we work so hard. We will work even harder in the future.

Father turned to Betty Jo. "Are these boys wearing you out, baby girl?"

Betty Jo giggled. "No, Father. I have never felt so good in my life."

Father laughed and shook his head again. "Betty Jo, I will tell Mother, and she will talk with you. Don't worry. She will support you. You all know that nobody outside of our family can know about this, right?" They all nodded their heads in assent. "Okay then, I think you three need to talk, so I will leave now. Don't forget that you all still have chores in the morning."

"Yes, Father," Luke replied as Father got up to leave. "We love you."

"I love you too," he replied.