HELPPAPA.TXT "Helping Papa" (Mf, cons, incest, pedo, !!!PREGNANT!!!) This story involves incest, and parents having sex with minor children. It is completely consensual, but be warned: It is NOT safe-sex. Some people have been asking for stories about children who had sex with their parents, where pregnancy results. This story is the most extreme example, I have ever even heard of! (With the POSSIBLE exception of "Her father's Daughter", but THAT story took 250 pages, to even hint at what this story covers in less than 10.) If you are still reading by the end of this page, you must like such stories. ---------------------------------------------------- The voice rose and fell, eventually becoming too big a distraction to overlook. It was obviously a woman's voice, though you couldn't tell the age. From what was said, you might figure out that the woman must have been over thirty, but whether she was thirty-five, or ninety wasn't clear. She was obviously talking TO someone, though you never heard any response. Whether this was because she was talking on the phone, or just that her husband was in another room, wasn't clear either. She could have been talking to her therapist over the phone, or just making a point with her husband. Perhaps she was just discussing life with her girlfriend. Whatever. In any case, her conversation through the thin little door separating two apartments in the old motel on the edge of the desert, was far more interesting than the single TV channel re-run available at 10 o'clock in the evening, in this sleepy little New Mexico town. Interesting enough in fact, to tape, and later put down on paper. . . Helping Papa An Erotic Story People think that incest is such a big deal these days. Heck, when I was ten years old, my mother gave me the chore of getting my father off in the morning. Each of us kids had our assigned tasks to do each day. Some of them were designed just to make it easier for our parents to earn the money that we needed. For example, my older brother Billy had to get up each morning, and make the fire, before my sister Mary fixed breakfast for Mom and Dad. Since I wasn't strong enough to handle the axe very good, and wasn't a very good cook either, my duties became fixing lunch for both Mom and Dad, and getting Daddy off, before breakfast. Yes, that means just what you think it does. Daddy would wake up each morning with a hard-on, and Momma was too busy getting ready for work herself, to take care of Daddy, so she had me do it. I'd go into Daddy's room, climb in bed with him, and make him squirt his sperm in me. Usually, that meant that Daddy would get on top of me, and fuck me. Sometimes though, I'd get on top of Daddy, or he'd have me suck him off. Once in a long while, Daddy would put his cock in my ass and squirt his sperm there, but not very often. Daddy knew that I didn't like it very much, and he wasn't one to force his children to do things that made them uncomfortable. I know; you're thinking that having sex with your own father would make YOU uncomfortable. That's because you weren't raised in a family like ours, where sex was considered just another thing you did, like eating, sleeping, and going to the bathroom. You were expected to help any family member out, if they needed it. That's why it was my job to get Daddy off. Daddy needed sex about 4 or 5 times a day, and even Momma couldn't keep up with him, so Momma had us girls help out. Diane would usually fuck Daddy before lunch, while Mary would take care of Daddy in the afternoon, and Momma would usually be able to do the rest. Not always though. If this sounds like an onerous chore, then I've given you a wrong impression. I liked fucking Daddy. I especially liked feeling Daddy get all excited when he was on top of me, and fucking his big cock all the way up inside my tummy. The feeling of Daddy's cock jumping inside me, as he lost control, and squirted my little tummy full of his sperm was always a thrill. I may have been too young to get pregnant, but it was still a turn-on to know that the same sperm that Daddy squirted in Momma's womb to make me, was squirting in my little womb, as Daddy tried to get me pregnant just like Momma. Yes, I knew how babies were made. And NO, I really didn't mind if Daddy knocked me up. Another baby was always welcome in our house, and I had watched Daddy impregnate my older sisters enough times, that I knew how it happened. Heck, it was one of the reason's I liked the job of getting Daddy off. Just knowing that there was even a SLIGHT chance, that this time Daddy might actually make a baby in me, was usually enough to get me off when Daddy did. Usually. 1 Sometimes I had to get Billy to fuck me, when Daddy went off too quick. Usually, it would be a quick fuck, and then Daddy would get up, while I lay there for a few minutes to allow Daddy's sperm to soak into my womb, before I got up as well. By the time Daddy had shaved, and I had wiped myself and dressed, my sister would usually have breakfast ready for everybody. No big deal. Besides, Daddy LIKED fucking me. At that time, I was the youngest of the girls that Daddy was fucking, that he hadn't knocked up yet, and we both hoped that I would start early. I did. I remember it well. As I said, I was 10 years old, when Momma first gave me the chore of getting Daddy off in the morning. Previous to that, it had been Diane's, until she got too big with little Georgie, to fuck comfortably. Daddy had fucked me a few times before that, but this was the first time Momma had him fuck me regularly. My big brother Billy had first fucked me when I was six, but I hadn't really enjoyed it, until I was seven. Before that, I had just done it "to see what it was like" and because all of my sisters did it, and I didn't want to be left out. Daddy didn't fuck me, until I was about eight and a half, and then only because I begged him to. Daddy was a LOT bigger than Billy, and he almost split me in two! After that first time, Daddy would fuck me once or twice a month, but it wasn't until I was about ten, that it got to be really fun for me. Once Momma found out that I LIKED fucking Daddy, she figured that I might as well take over the job of getting Daddy off in the morning. That way I got the extra sex I wanted, and Momma didn't have to take care of Daddy in the morning, as well as at night, and Daddy. . . Let's just say that Daddy liked it almost as much as I did. For sure, he never complained. It was always so nice to feel Daddy sliding his big peter in and out of me, while he rubbed my little titties, and told me how much he loved me, and my cute little body. Daddy always made sure we all knew how much he appreciated having sex with us. That's one of the many reasons we all loved him so. He never made us feel unappreciated. As I said, Daddy made love to me. He didn't just jerk-off in me, though I wouldn't have minded if he did. Of course the best part, was when I came. Daddy almost always managed to get me off. Sometimes two or three times even. It was almost as exciting, when Daddy came; to feel your own father jerking and shaking on top of you, while his penis spasms your vagina full of his thick sticky sperm is a thrill that every little girl should have. Feeling your vagina get all slick and wet with your Daddy's semen; knowing that you might get pregnant, as his seed soaks into your womb, is a sensation that few girls get to enjoy these days. It was like heaven to me. I feel lucky to have been born at a time, and in a place where I could not only fuck my own father, but was allowed, and even expected to have his babies, before I got married. To go through life never enjoying the feel of your own father's sperm inside your womb getting you pregnant, seems such a sad thing to me. I'm glad that MY parents loved me enough to keep me from missing this. 2 One day, I was lying on the bed, enjoying the feel of Daddy's cum soaking in my tummy, imagining his sperm wriggling its way up inside my womb, when I realized I was leaking. I didn't want to get cum stains on the bed, so I cupped my hand around my sperm-dribbling snatch, and hustled to the bathroom. Once I got to the bathroom, I was shocked to find out that instead of Daddy's white sticky sperm, my little cunny was dribbling messy red blood! I let out a yell, that almost lifted the roof. When Momma found out what it was, she calmed everyone down, and explained that I had just gotten my period. After that first time, Momma was a little more careful about when she had me fuck Daddy. Up to then, I had been fucking Daddy every morning during the week, while my sister took over on weekends. (Momma said, "To give me a rest.") Afterwards, Momma counted the days, from my period, and made sure that I slept with Daddy during the middle part, even if it was on a weekend. That way, I'd have the best chance of catching. Well, it took a little longer than I expected, but I missed my period again, about seven or eight months later, and had my first baby by Daddy when I was a little past my eleventh birthday. Before I left home, I had three more kids by Daddy, for a total of two boys and two girls. Momma and Daddy raised them like their own kids, and never expected me to do more than care for them, like any of my other brothers and sisters. Back in those days, if you lived on a farm, this was the way things were. If you were a boy, you helped raise the crops, milk the cows, plant the fields, make hay, pick strawberries, feed the chickens, and all the other unending chores that constitute farm work. If you were a girl, you sewed, made clothing, cleaned, tended the garden, cooked, canned, preserved and helped your mother with the babies. When a girl got old enough, she was expected to help her mother take care of her father, grandfather, and any other male relatives such as brothers, who needed relief after working all day in the fields, as well. Nobody ever used birth-control, and a man who would cheat his little girl of feeling his sperm inside her, was considered an unfeeling pig. If the girl got pregnant by her father, or even her own brother, then it was a cause for celebration, not grief. Since the more people there were to help with the chores, the better we all lived, there was considerable incentive to have more children. In the area where I lived, a girl would try to help her mother out, by getting pregnant by her father or grandfather as early and often as possible. She usually tried to give her mother two or three more kids to raise, before she got married and left to raise kids of her own. Boys on the other hand, unless they already had children by their mother, were expected to marry as soon as possible, girls who had already proved their fertility by their fathers. The more kids the girl had, and the younger she had them, the more prized she was as a wife. That's why my sister Mary and I, both of us having 4 kids by our father before we were 15, were considered prime catches. 3 Not many girls were that lucky, or had fathers who loved them enough to give them that many kids. Heck, I remember some horror stories the kids used to banter about in school, about parents who were so uncaring, that the wouldn't even fuck their kids, let alone get them pregnant. Of course I never met anyone like that, so I didn't really believe it. I mean, can you imagine someone being so cruel, as to turn his little girl down, when she's horny, and begging to be fucked? Never mind getting her pregnant. I mean, I can just possibly understand the argument that your little girl will only have a few chances to have a baby, and maybe she should save those chances for the one she marries. (Just because I can understand it, doesn't mean I buy it. I mean, If a little girl wants to have a baby by the person she loves most in the world, her own Daddy, how can you possibly justify refusing her?) These days it's different. A poor girl is expected to wait until she's SIXTEEN, before she even fools around. Then she's expected to go on the pill, and not have babies until she's married! Ridiculous. Especially, with modern birth-control methods. Of course, you never know what's REALLY going on behind closed doors, even in the city these days. Take my next door neighbor, Joe, and the neighbor on the other side, Harry. Who knows, right now Harry might be filling his little girl's womb full of incestuous cum, and Joe's little 10-year-old might be going off to school each day, with her own father's sperm wriggling its way up inside her tight little tummy. I hope so. You never know these days, what with the pill and all. Heck, I could be completely wrong, and half the kids in the city might be fucking their parents. As long as nobody complains, how would you know? Even when a girl DOES get pregnant, who's going to know whose baby it is? These days, so many girls are getting knocked up by their boyfriends or cousins, who's going to notice if a girl gets pregnant by her own daddy, unless she complains. I mean, if she likes her daddy, and wants his kid, she won't admit it's his, these days; and how is anyone going to find out it is, if she doesn't tell? Of course, it was different when I was young and on the farm. Officially, Momma had 19 kids in 23 years. Officially. (Actually, she did pretty good anyway. Eleven kids in 18 years. Three by her father, five by Daddy, and three more by Billy.) Thinking about it, maybe it wasn't so different after all. My two sons started fucking their little sisters, before the little girls were six years old, and I understand that they are all married right now, and living in a townhouse together. I haven't seen them for years, though we write each Christmas. Right now, I understand that two of my grandsons have their sisters pregnant, while one of my granddaughters is pregnant by her father. All three of the little girls are under 13 years old, and one of them is only 10. I'm real proud of my kids, for carrying on the family traditions. 4 I wish I had been there to see it, the first time my son knocked his little girl up. Carol sent me an invitation, but 200 miles is a long drive. I understand that Daddy managed to make it though. He told me later, that he wished that Momma was still around, so that she could have seen it too. Even though Daddy has been married to Diane for 15 years now, he still misses Momma. So do I. I remember when Daddy sold the farm. A couple from the city had come out to look at the place, and I overheard the lady say to her husband, "Can you imagine that poor woman? Having 19 kids? If my husband tried to do that to me, I'd cut off his you- know-what." I almost giggled. She really believed that Momma had all those children by herself. Obviously, she didn't know much about life on the farm! I know it was the same with the neighbors, and most of my cousins and aunts. When a farm couple has more than three or four kids, you can almost bet that some of the older girls are helping their mother. And why shouldn't they? I mean, a farm needs lots of people to keep it going, and if a girl is willing to help out by having her father's babies, instead of making her mother do all the work, why not? She gets practice, for when SHE gets married, her mother gets a break from having babies, and both she and her father get to have fun while doing it. Everybody wins. Of course, I understand that it's different in the city. I remember the first time our parents taught us kids about sex. Well, not REALLY the first time. We all knew something about how babies were made. After all, we were farm kids. We had all seen the animals breed. From the bulls and the cows, the roosters and hens, to the cats and dogs. Mostly the dogs though. Momma and Daddy usually kept about three or four dogs around the farm, both to keep down rats, and to help protect the place from intruders. Usually, we had just one male, and two or three females. When I was young, I remember the male-dog was always Sparky. Daddy bred Sparky to his mother, when he was 3 years old, and then kept the best females from her next two litters. Daddy never had any trouble getting rid of the pups, or even Sparky's mother, as they were valued as exceptional hunting and guard dogs. Besides, they were purebred. I was about 5, the first time Daddy had me help Sparky breed his little sister. Daddy had me hold her, the first time, so Sparky could get inside her. Daddy and I both made sure Sparky's cock was fully inflated in his little sister, before we let go, so that he could squirt his sperm inside her, and get her pregnant. A year later, we helped Sparky do the same thing to his other sister. When I was about 8, Daddy had me help Sparky again, only this time he had me do it by myself, when it was time for Sparky to impregnate his daughter. I held the little pup, until Sparky had his dog-knot completely inside her, and I knew she would probably be having her father's pups in a month or two. Daddy had me keep breeding Sparky to his daughters, as long as there was demand for the pups. 5 Since almost all the animals on the farm were interrelated, (heck, it wasn't unusual to see the bull breeding his mother, his sister, his daughter, and his granddaughter, all on the same day.) it was no surprise to me to watch Daddy impregnate my big sister. The way it happened, was this: When Mary got her period, Momma thought it was time we all learned about sex, before we started having kids by accident. (If we WANTED kids, then OK. Momma just didn't want us to have any nasty surprises.) As I said, all of us kids knew SOMETHING about sex, and how babies were made, we just didn't know the particulars. Momma and Daddy showed us. Momma told us about how a man put his penis inside a girl, and squirted his sperm in her, to fertilize her egg. Then, she had Daddy demonstrate, by fucking her, so that we all could see. She showed us the white-stuff that Daddy had squirted inside her, and told us how it could make a baby in us, when we got old enough to bleed, like our sister was. I remember Mary asking if she could try it, so that she'd know what it felt like to make a baby. So Momma had Daddy demonstrate, by making a baby in her too. We all watched, as Daddy pushed his big cock up inside our sister, until he had it all the way up in her. Then he slid it in and out, until he couldn't hold back any more, and gave our elder sister what she wanted: A baby in her belly. Daddy must have jerked and spasmed on top of our big sister for over two minutes, filling her womb with incestuous sperm, while Momma told us how he was getting Mary pregnant. Billy and Diane got so excited; they wanted to try it themselves. I was almost excited enough to try it as well. When Diane and Billy wanted to try it, Momma told them they were too young yet to have kids, but that Billy could practice making a baby in Diane, until they got older. So, the only one who didn't get fucked that day, was me. Momma told me that I was still too young, and even Billy was too big for me. She was right. Even a year later, when Mary was pregnant for the second time, and Daddy knocked Diane up, I was barely able to take Billy's big thing inside me. Still, I insisted, as I felt that it was unfair that my two older sisters were not only getting fucked by Daddy, but getting to have his babies, while I hadn't even gotten fucked yet. I almost regretted it. Almost. First, Momma had Daddy jack-off in me, before Billy fucked me, so that I would be slick inside. She had Daddy put his big thing up against my hole and rub up and down on his cock, until it spit big gobs of sperm inside me. Then, while I was oozing Daddy's sperm, she had my big brother push his cock up inside me, and take my cherry. Wow! It's a good thing that Daddy didn't do it. Even as it was, I squealed like a stuck pig. Billy wasn't old enough to really cum yet, but he still liked to practice making a baby, so Momma had him slide in and out, until he got his relief. 6 I was sore for a week. Once I got over being sore, Momma let me practice making a baby with Billy about two or three times a week. Billy also "practiced" making a baby in Momma, and sometimes in Mary or Diane, until he got to be 13, and started to squirt sperm just like Daddy. After that, Momma made sure he only practiced with her, unless we were either in the middle of our periods, or already pregnant by Daddy. Billy got to be pretty good anyway. Momma had three kids by him, before he left for college. Daddy didn't mind. With me and my two older sisters, Daddy was able to have as many kids as he wanted. Before they quit, Momma and Daddy had 19 kids on the farm. Daddy had five kids by Momma, (Me, Mary, Diane, Billy, and Jenny.) four by me, (Mike, Carol, Janet, Joseph.) four by Mary, (Judy, Tim, Colleen, Cindy) and one each by Diane, Jenny, and Colleen. (George, Karen, Frank) (Yes, one by his own granddaughter/daughter. So what?) Billy had three daughters by Momma (Ginger, Marcia, and Kelly) and was fucking all three of them, before they were 5 years old. Strangely, they never got pregnant, even though they never used birth control, until the four of them had moved out on their own, after Daddy sold the farm. Right now, Billy is living with Kelly, and they are expecting their fourth child, while their eldest daughter is expecting her first. By the time I left home, if you happened to walk into the house at almost any time of day, you would most likely have stumbled across someone fucking. Of course by then we had the pill, and most of us girls were on it, as Momma and Daddy really couldn't afford too many more kids. The day I left, I remember watching little Ginny showing off, by taking her uncles big cock up inside her tight little cunny, and making him squirt his thick sticky sperm in her womb. She was so proud of herself. You'd think the little 10-year-old had discovered sex, all by herself. Actually, the whole family was like that. I don't think any of my sisters, (or daughters for that matter) waited past her seventh birthday, before asking either her father, brother, or uncle to, "Let me feel what it's like, to make a baby." I was talking on the phone the other day to Kelly, and she told me that Joy (That's their youngest.) was so jealous seeing her mother and big sister both pregnant, and her father trying to impregnate her 10 year old sister as well, that the little 4 (Well OK, almost 5.) year old girl insisted that her father squirt his sperm inside her, so she would have a chance to get pregnant too. I got so hot at my niece's description of my big brother fucking his little girl, that I jacked off three times that afternoon; imagining that I was Billy's little girl, and my Daddy was getting me pregnant by squirting my slit full of baby- juice, before I was even 5 years old. 7 Kelly told me how Billy put his big cock up inside their little girl, and fucked her until he came, filling the child's womb with squirt after thick sticky squirt of incestuous seed. She said she hadn't gotten so excited, since Billy first got her pregnant, knowing her big brother, who was also her father loved her enough to squirt his sperm inside her, so she could have his baby. However, once she saw her father slide his cum-dripping penis up inside their youngest daughter's tight little slit, and pump the child full of the same baby-making sperm that made her, while the 4-year-old little girl begged him to get her pregnant, Kelly knew that anything else would be an anticlimax. Even though Billy was only able to get about half his cock up inside the little girl; knowing her father was squirting his potent sperm inside their daughter's flat little tummy, was enough to make my niece climax without even being touched. Kelly told me that Little Chrissie has been fucking their father for the past week now, and is now able to take almost three-quarters of my big brother's penis in her tight little cunny, before he gets too excited, and squirts his sperm inside her. Her older sister is beginning to complain that their father hardly has any cum left to squirt in her anymore, now that he's started fucking Chrissie. Kelly says she's going to have to put our brother on a schedule, so that they each get a fair chance at getting pregnant by their father. After all, it wouldn't really be fair, if Chrissie got pregnant, before her 10-year-old sister did. Still, it's almost as exciting for Kelly to watch her father impregnate their 4-year-old daughter, as it was to feel him make a baby in her own womb. (OK, so she's almost 5 years old! It's STILL more than three years younger than I was, the first time Daddy fucked me.) We're all pulling for the little girl, even if there isn't much chance. Just think: Not even in Kindergarten yet, and having your own father's baby growing inside you. I'm getting hot again, just thinking about it. I understand that Ginger and Marcia are now living with their sons, both of them expecting, also. So you can see, that incest isn't really that much of a big thing to me. Heck, I used to do it all the time, when I was younger. Of course, I haven't done anything like that since we got married, except for a "quickie" or two with my big brother, or Daddy, when we were over to visit for the holidays. When you hear about incest nowadays, you'd think the younger generation had invented it. HA! So now you see why I'm really not surprised to learn that our son was caught "sticking it" to his little sister, and the little girl not only wasn't fighting him off, but was doing everything a girl can, to get her big brother to reproduce inside her, by filling her tight little cunny with his warm greasy sperm. Kids these days! Think they invented everything. 8 The next day, looking out in the motel parking lot, the big black sedan is gone. The manager isn't there to ask who was in the room next door. There's not even a hint as to who she was, or even what state she was from. If it wasn't for this transcript, you might have a hard time believing she really existed. Rereading it, you wonder if maybe she doesn't. Or maybe she does, but it was all just a fantasy of hers. For sure, it will always be one of yours, from now on.