-December 25th 2009 *Christmas Morning*-
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BANG BANG
"TAYLOR WAKE UP ALREADY!" Following two loud bangs on my door, Brenden’s voice filled the entire upstairs of the house, and in typical fashion, he was overly excited.
Given our age, he should have long since moved past the whole "Kid on Christmas" phase, but for some reason, after coming back to the past, he seemed to have embraced his newfound youth more than I had expected, and his reaction to Christmas morning was reminiscent of the days when we were kids.
Wearing a frown, I slowly opened my eyes and looked over at the body lying beside me.
’You gonna get up with us or stay in bed?’ Establishing the mental link between me and her, I pulled up the blanket enough to get a good view of the naked Xilia.
’Kind of hard to sleep in when he’s half a step away from kicking the door down,’ with fluttery eyes, Xilia sat up and stretched, giving me quite a treat for the eyes as her breasts bounced and swayed with each of her catlike movements.
Us sharing a bed had been happening for some time now, as Xilia had already begun working on the terms of her contract with me not long ago.
I say not long ago because, well, she had held out as long as possible before finally giving in and allowing me between her legs. As promised, I never pushed or forced her to sleep with me, but after finding out about Vanessa, it seemed to light a fire in the girl that I hadn’t seen before, causing her to get proactive during the night and, well, I have to admit, she was one of the best lays I had ever had.
She does this thing with her hips that I simply can’t describe, COUGH, anyway, she is definitely active in trying to get pregnant, but when I offered her my new and improved purple pill, it was turned down on the grounds that she wanted to do things naturally and organically.
So for the last month or so, we had been going at it like rabbits all night every night, but alas, since both of us have higher Racial Classifications, we were noticing a greater difficulty in conceiving.
Regardless, that didn’t dissuade either of us from tumbling in the sheets at every given opportunity or location. Bedrooms, classrooms, my car, you name it, we had ventured to fuck there, and unlike with the other women I was sexually active with, I didn’t seem to get bored of her, no matter how many times or different positions we tried.
Maybe she just made it more entertaining or something. I have no idea, but I don’t foresee me stopping anytime soon.
’I’m sure dad got everyone presents; I kinda did too,’ with a shrug, I leaned over the edge of the bed and grabbed the pair of emerald lace panties I had stripped off Xilia with my teeth last night and handed them over, before getting up and going to my closet.
’So you gonna run interference or am I, because they’re gonna find out sooner or later, and honestly, im getting tired of sneaking around.’ Rolling her eyes, Xilia quickly put on the panties and caught an oversized t-shirt and gym shorts as I tossed them toward the bed from the closet.
’It’s your call; I don’t really care either way, but be prepared for a wave of questions, especially when they find out I’ve been nutting in you without protection with the intention of knocking you up this whole time.’ Shrugging my shoulders, I emerged wearing an underarmor second-skin shirt and jogging pants, all in black, of course.
"Yeah right, as if, why not tell them you forced me into a contract turning me into a breeding slave too while im at it," With a huff, Xilia’s wonderful tits were hidden behind a plain red t-shirt, and upon standing up the sexy underwear was covered by it too, since it was long enough to drape down to her knees like a dress.
’Dad won’t treat me any differently, and Brenden would probably just increase his teasing; however, Emilia is a different story altogether.’ After mentioning my sister-in-law, Xilia stood with her hands on her hips and shot me a look that said, "The ball’s in your court, mister,"
’Whatever, stealth outta here and climb in through your window; our bedrooms are all protected from prying eyes, so it’s not like Brenden knows you’re in here, and after bothering me, he will probably bang on your door next.’
’Che, blow your load in me, let me sleep for an hour, then kick me out, Reallll classy.’ Shooting me a teasing smirk, Xilia vanished, and half a second later, I watched as my window opened and closed itself before walking over and flinging open my bedroom door right as Brenden was about to knock again.
"It’s fucking 6 am; how the hell have you not grown out of this waking up at the crack of dawn on Christmas morning shit." Blowing my bangs out of my eyes, I shoved past Brenden and headed toward the stairs, leaving him standing there in confusion.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He complained but was soon cut off and shoved to the side as a disgruntled Xilia emerged from her room, playing the part of someone who a rowdy neighbor rudely woke up.
"It means you’re too damn loud and hyper this early in the morning." She said as she strolled to the stairs and followed me from behind.
"ITS CHRISTMAS GUYS, CHRISTMAS! Forgive me for being excited." Racing to catch up with us, Brenden jumped over the guard rail and landed on the ground as I walked by.
’Yeah, and you’re like 50 something,’
’IM 16 AT HEART, OK!’
’And in the head too, child,’
’The Fuck you say to me, SKANK!’
’Oh shit, made him mad on his favorite day of the year, lookie here Taylor, he even called me a skank when I’m the only person not getting any action in this entire house. Hey, is it too much to ask that you brainwash me, a hot supermodel or something? Oh, oh, or a famous actress!’ Wrapping her arm around my shoulder and poking my cheek in a teasing manner, Xilia shot her shot and got shrugged off as I ignored her.