Model lily got knocked up..bummer

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or have they gone on to become CEO's,politicians,teachers,and such.?
what do you think or know ?

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Thought I'd share this with ML since I've lurked here long enough.

There's lots of video's and stories about brother/sister stuff but I'd like to post up my own story, as it doesn't quite fit the 'stereotype' you read most of the time.

I work for a company making sex toys for men and women, my family all know but it's not something we talk about a lot as you can imagine, while us younger siblings are generally happy to talk about it, the old folks get quite embarrassed and don't really 'get it'.

I'm the youngest of 4, 2 brothers and 2 sisters, my next oldest is my sister, let's call her lily, she's who this concerns. So I'm a software dev, I work on embedded control systems, so basically the computer which controls the motors, lights and more recently the Wifi/Bluetooth stuff. Yep, the IOT is here and it's in your vibrator.

I have several of the development models at home as well as the programming gear, so I can make and test new macro's and subs in a real world environment. Obviously I have both male and female models, and of course I use the male ones myself, yes they are incredible and although not the real thing they do 'hold your attention' as it were (the downside being that the dev models have logging and anyone with the admin details can log in and see activity, so you have to be pretty careful to delete NV Data).

A few years ago at Christmas I had the family over to my place and had my brother and lily staying in the spare rooms, the old's had got a taxi home and my brother had gone out with some schoolfriends for the night leaving me and Lily in the house for a quiet night in with some wine amongst the madness of the festive period. The conversation predictably turned to work, which isn't unusual as we've not really talked about my job in any great detail. Lily's a smart girl, a expert engineer herself and working in the city means she doesn't get to see the family much. She's also beautiful and I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about her sexually before but I keep that stuff to myself and haven't ever acted on my feelings etc.

So She's asking about what I do and we've had a few drinks so I explain how I'm the main software dev, I make the maps that decide how fast or intense the vibrations are, I get given a specification and write the software then test it on the hardware and submit it to the rest of the development team. Predictably she asked if I can write my own 'maps' and how I would know if they're any good. Being a bit hammered I explain quite confidently that maps which are good for guys are generally good for girls and I test them myself, but obviously the motors are in different positions so the effects are slightly different, the clit stim on a 'sybian' style device becomes the frenulum stim under the head on a sleeve. The shaft motor stays in a similar position. Also female models operate at a higher frequency.

She asks to see the development models so I laugh and say ok, lets go to my 'red room' (the study where the computer and models are) she knows exactly what I mean. I'm really turned on at the thought of showing her the models and am getting quite nervous, she's going to see the toy which I've fucked and cum inside of probably hundreds of times.

In fact, the whole experience is very matter of fact, she's not embarrassed in the slightest and catches me completely off guard when she asks if I can get company discount! She really likes our sybian style model and wants to try one. I offered her to try the development model as it's never been 'used' before.

She jumped at the chance and I unplugged it all, set it up in her room and made sure it was working. The basic control knob panel is in my desk at work, but the dev keyboard is easy to use, press 2 numbers and enter then and you're running one map. I show her and wish her luck, laughing as I close the door behind myself. Maybe 20 minutes pass and I can hear the unit running, no screams or moans (obviously I'm listening) but it's going so she must be having a nice time, the humming soon stops so I assume that she's done and continue on with what I'm doing but then I get a shout from upstairs.

I go up and knock on the door, she calls me in and I find her on the bed in a dressing gown, toy switched off etc everything normal. However she tells me that it stopped responding to the buttons, and after a while it just stopped. I laugh and tell her that yea, the software does that sometimes so I switch off at the mains and back on again, run one of the programs and tell her it should be ready again and leave. Again I hear the gentle and then not-so gentle hum as she moves on to another mode. A few minutes pass and it goes quiet again, then I get another shout from upstairs. At this point I'm more embarrased at the failure of the machine the the fact it's supposed to be making my sister cum.

I knock and enter again, however this time it's not the same, she's on the bed but also still on the toy. I was stunned and tried to hide my shock, but it was obviously not easy to hide. She's wearing a negligee just covering her tits and pulled over the front so I can't see her sitting on the business end. It's stopped responding and stopped running again so I reset it again and grab the keypad. I punch in a test code and the motor starts very gently and starts to ramp up, she groans slightly and put her hands on the front of the machine to steady herself. I ask if she's ok and she says yea, don't stop it.

I'm controlling the toy which is vibrating my sisters clit right in front of me, I'm absolutely horny as fuck and it's beginning to show, my cock is visibly pushing against my jogging pants. She notices and gives a funny smile, but she's being completely distracted by the increasing vibration on her clit, I think she's not far from cumming after a few minutes but she's staring at my cock and keeps looking at me, staring right into my soul. She then says something I don't expect, 'let me see your cock'.

I have to put down the controller and slide my hand into my pants, giving myself a rub before pulling them down a bit so it popped out. She audibly groaned at the sight of it and seemed to be getting closer, I was giving myself a good rub. Right then she reaches out and grabs for me, taking my cock and expertly rubbing it with her really soft hands. I couldn't believe it was happening, it still surprises me now to be honest.

She rubbed me for a while and I could tell she was getting close to cumming as she kept stopping and just holding my cock, i didn't mind as I could tell she was having a really good time. Slowly but surely she pulled me closer and closer, bent over at probably a quite uncomfortable angle she did what I was hoping for and took my cock in her mouth. I was in absolute ecstasy and she could tell, she was really going for it. It wasn't long before she buckled over as a powerful orgasm hit her though. I took over rubbing my cock but she came right back and started playing again, before taking me in her mouth and giving me probably the best blowjob I've ever had.

Of course it wasn't long before I came, all of this was too much and i shot so much cum it felt like it would never stop. She made an admirable effort to swallow but I pulled back and it went everywhere, all over her mouth, tits and all down her front.

That was pretty much the end of that night but there have been other since, if anyone wants to hear them that is.

PRETTY




Pretty house, pretty flowers, and all the pretty people. That could be the start and end to the story there. However, what story wants to just be pretty? You can have your pretty dress and pretty white stallion, but in the end, the stallion just drops dead.
So, imagine this scene. You have two people, let’s say Steve and Martha. They've been together since high school and raised two pretty girls who are almost through high school themselves. Steve has his perfect dream job as a novelist. Plus, he has his fucking millionth copy sold party next week at The Garches. Martha stays at home, the biggest fucking prettiest house in the Upper Valley. She probably just lays around and suntans all day, trying to be that much...prettier for her husband. Not that it would matter much, they've already been to Hawaii twice this year, and it's only March!
Oh wait, sorry, getting a bit off topic there.
So, back to the story.
The couple Steve and Martha then go to Steve's millionth copy sold party, which they just decided to call their "Zeroooooo" Party. Of course they did. Here's where the story gets a little more interesting. So, their eldest daughter, a pretty little thing, just turned 18, let’s just call her Belle to simplify things. Well, she has this boyfriend, jock, quarterback, straight “A” student. A nice guy really. However, unknown to Steve and Martha, she decides to date this other dude. Well, dude not exactly anymore. Sex change, though, would have just been a little prettier. Let's say he is a "duder". As in, all grapes add the "r" when they become raisins. The duder is about 65 now, which only gives him a couple more years before he can retire from the exotic books business. The party is also going to be the platform for Steve to announce his new book. The duder goes up to the stage, and pulls back the curtains to the new jacket cover. Let's just skip all the pretty words, and the fight, don't forget the arson and the restraining order. However, let's not forget Steve and Martha's new jobs at Feed Freddies, the move to Downton Street, and the divorce. Also, Belle's perfect quarterback boyfriend broke up with her when she started wearing more clothes than Queen Elizabeth to school. At very least, the strip club is getting even busier with the Belle, sorry royal ass Eliza, running the show.
Pretty ending to that story, eh? Well, that's just the beginning. This is all just hypothetical, of course. Let's not forget that.
Now, imagine this strip club in the Lower Valley. It’s already been established that pretty young Eliza would be the up on stage shaking her two big moneymakers. You got to love the girls with daddy issues! Let’s say that her tips are pretty good, but it is never enough. Eliza then starts taking the men back stage for her fucking specialty. OK, probably shouldn’t go there.
There is this one fucking ugly duder that would always come in with the prettiest flowers, lilies to be exact. He had a fetish of making Eliza into his pretty yellow picture. Sure, things are going pretty and well for Belle, sorry Eliza, but why does the story have to end there.
So, her estranged father, Steve comes in during one night in carnival. Oh, that place is decked out in all kinds of pretty, from the pretty beads down to the pretty masks. Steve has a right old time, drinks some beers, has a couple nice views. He goes home later and neither of them are any the wiser.
Then, it is a week into Lent that something really happened. The duder is busy working with his Eliza canvas when in walked Belle’s former quarterback dude and his buddies. OK, true, they aren't 21 yet, but who cares when they come in with some perfectly pretty fake I.D.’s. Imagine it going down like this. The dude tries to cop some feels from his former girlfriend when she is covered in all the lilies. Naturally, Eliza tries to cover herself and run. Here’s the best part. The duder fucker grabs her ankle and trips her. He then pulls out a gun and tells her to don’t fucking move again. Before he can start arranging his flowers again, the dude grabs the duder. The dude then gets shot in the head, and so does pretty little fucking Eliza when she goes to help out. The old fucker runs and gets away.
Don’t you just love where these are going? At very least, it would sound better for the story if Belle/Eliza and the quarterback didn’t die.
OK, maybe it is time for a little change of pace, maybe something a little prettier. It probably would be a good idea to give this second duder a name, to make things a little easier to remember. His name will be Ralph, after this guy...Oh never mind. So, Ralph escapes from the Lower Valley. Let it just be said that he does get away with murder. OK, so, Ralph then goes to Amsterdam in the Netherlands. Flowers, flowers everywhere, but so are the pretty people. He especially loves frequenting the Red Light District. That old fucker does what he wants. So, the moral of the story is that Ralph finds a little money on the streets, goes and buys some dope, does it up with a cop outside, and gets arrested.
Justice served, well no.
Actually, there is an explosion the next day in the lobby of the jail. All those mother fuckers die but Ralph. He escapes and no harm done. Then, he goes out and buys a lottery ticket and make some good dough. Next, he invests some of that, and due to a great surge in the economy, he brings in all the big bills. Afterwards, he starts a modeling agency, where he can look to his hearts desire, each of which become a canvas of his own. His business goes under in a couple years, but would cares; Ralph got to live his dream. That is so much prettier than all those people.
That's it, done; let's end the story right there. There were rich people who found out their daughter was fucking some duder. Don't forget the naked cover. It doesn't matter too much, those people got what they desired anyway. Then, the next scene had that pretty girl from the first tale who works at a strip club. She doesn't even realize when her own shithead father comes into the place and takes a couple peaks. Her promiscuity at least was the end of her anyway, when this God awful duder shows up. Shoots her and her ex boyfriend. The story ends on a high notes when the duder travels to Amsterdam, and makes lots of money doing what he loves.
That could be the end of it; it just could. However, why do stories always have to end just when the going gets good? There are always those hardworking people out there that want to make more money. Those are good people and their work have to be honored.
More, more, more, that is all anybody wants now a days. Let's give the people want they want.
OK, imagine this girl...since this is a sequel, it would make sense to bring back at least some of the characters from the first part. So, this girl is Steve and Martha's other daughter...Trudy. She may not be the prettiest girl, but everyone says she's beautiful on the inside with doves flying out of her ass at least twice a day. Trudy is two grades younger than that ex-stripper sister of her's Eliza, Belle, whatever her name is. It doesn't matter anymore. The dove girl sings to all the other birds and dances on the moon. Well, at least before that was before her slut sister was rightly shot in the head. Then, Trudy becomes very introverted, thinking more about her pretty self than to that cruel, ugly world out there. She ends up dropping out of school as soon as she turns 16, and emancipates herself from her now deadbeat parents. Don't worry, she has a perfectly good job next to Feed Freddies at a place called Happy Harvey's; it's a pub. No, she doesn't serve the drinks. Instead, Trudy works at the daycare in the back watching over all the pretty children.
Not long after she started working there, she began to wear this pretty sequenced red dress everyday. That was the only dress she could afford anyway. She did it for this regular that would come in, taller, youngish. He made Trudy feel beautiful again. This dude was not a pervert; he would never touch her. Well, that was until she turned 18, and then they humped it out like hippos.
One day, she over hears him saying he lost his job, so she offers for him to stay with her. He was too much of a mutch not to take it. They lived, they humped, oh life was good. Things soon got more serious, and prudy Trudy was finally falling in love. Ah, isn't that sweet. Let's fast forward now to the part of the story where she finds out he is already married. The mutch only thought she was his friend. Trudy beats the shit out of his pretty head for that. It's pretty, no, beautiful seeing the sight of the bastard afterwards. He must have lost at least 100 pounds with all the stuffing knocked out of him. Now, his wife cop from down in the Lower Valley may have not fucked or, for that matter, seen the fucker for awhile, but she is definitely the daughter of a bitch. Saying she got even is good, but retribution sounds much better. Oh, that poor girl's beauty was just pouring out of her, glistening like a rainbow.
Let's make one this perfectly clear, Trudy does not die EVER! For, that girl's hind is as tough as her hippo brethren. Oh course, that girl did have to go to some physical therapy afterwards. With her new training she can consider herself equal, and close brethren to the asses.
So, imagine a pretty physical therapy center on the edge of suburban bliss. It is a place where stallions run as free as well, stallions. OK, the fence probably keeps them a little more contained than that. Anyway, the center uses the stallions as part of the therapy. Trudy loves the new freedom and the fucking feeling of wind running through her hair. There was just one snitch in her new found happiness, the stallion, Woody, collapses onto it's side while she is riding him. Trudy's other leg is crushed and then amputated. Oh well, lesson learned.
She returns to the therapy center a while later, overjoyed to find Woody is being helped right beside her. He is slowly becoming lame. It doesn't take long for Trudy to start to hate the pretty white stallion. She is becoming Woody's bitch, lower than an animal, as it turns out. Nobody could stay mad at those bit brown eyes for long and soon she no longer minded her pretty third class status. Even more pretty was the sight of her in her red dress, which now made her look like a fruity flamingo.
Enough, enough, story time.
So, uh, losing her leg doesn't stop her from riding Woody all she wanted, slowly of could, he was just too big, and one more blow would spell the end for each of them. The riding slowly got faster and faster as they grow more used to each other. Soon, it was love, big old stallion love. To put it a big more blunt, Woody is soon getting plenty of fill from his sweet little flamingo. So much so, he fell down again during their faster riding sessions. He cracked a couple of his pretty ribs, fractured his big old pretty skull. At very least Trudy continued living, but perhaps not too happily ever after.
Oh come on, the beginning did say exactly how the story was going to end. Get a pretty fucking grip!

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