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 I remember that night more vividly than any other night in my life.  Mom
was pissed because dad didn't come home after work.  She had made dinner
for all of us but dad's seat remained empty.  We both knew he would be home
late, well after both of us had gone to bed.  And he'd definitely be drunk.
He didn't do this often, but when he did, it was always the same.  Mom had
told him the last time that next time it happened he would be sleeping on
the couch.  That night when mom put me to bed she offered to let me sleep
in her room with her, since she was going to lock the door to keep her
promise.  I should have taken her up on the offer.  I can't even begin to
imagine how different my life would be now if I had.  But I was 8 and was
hell bent on being independent.  So I turned her down.

   I woke up when dad came stumbling in to the house and down the hall.  He
fell into the wall of my room as he made his way down to his bedroom.  I
heard him cuss loudly, "God Fucking Damn It Patty, are you fuckin' serious
with this shit" as he tried to open the door but found it locked.  "Go
sleep on the couch, John.  I told you I wasn't going t do this again!" My
dad jiggled the door knob again but to no avail.  "Please baby!  Let me in.
I need you tonight!" He was good with sweet talking her.  But even I knew
there was nothing sweet about daddy when he was drunk.  I didn't know at
the time, but previously when he came home drunk, he then would spend the
whole night basically raping my mom.  He had no control over his need to
fuck.  He would use her, in any way he wanted to, no matter how much she
begged him to stop.  Maybe that night when mom offered to let me sleep in
her room it was because she was worried about what happened happening, but
she sure didn't push the issue when I said no.  Maybe she almost wanted it
to happen so that she wouldn't be the sole focus of his abuse.  He banged
against the door a few times, trying to knock it open, but it was a pretty
solid door and he soon gave up.

   I laid awake, listening, wondering if that was the end of it.  If dad
would just go to the couch and sleep it off like she had told him to.  When
I heard my bedroom doorknob start to turn, I didn't know what to do.  He
had never come into my room in the middle of the night before.  I laid very
still and pretended to be asleep.  I heard him mumble as he stumbled toward
my bed "one way or another, I'm going to fuck", and that's when I heard the
zipper of his pants, and the sound of his pants hitting the floor.  I had
no clue what was going on or why.  But then I felt the blanket lifted off
of me and him kneeling on my bed.  I opened one eye, slightly, just enough
to see him.  He was naked from the waist down and had his erect cock in his
hand as the other hand suddenly grabbed my leg and pushed it to the side,
spreading my little legs apart.  He then reached up and pulled my panties
off of me.  Before he could even think of what to say or do, his hand was
over my mouth and his entire body was on top of me.  I tried to fight and I
tried to scream but I couldn't.  I will never forget the moment when I
first felt the head of my daddy's cock push against my bald my little
pussy. It easily pushed past my little pussy lips and found the entrance
that I didn't even know existed yet.  He was pushing hard, with his entire
body weight between my legs.  I had no idea what he was even trying to do
until suddenly I felt my body give way just a little and the tip of his
cock pushed inside me.  I started to cry.  It hurt so bad that I thought he
had made a hole with his penis that hadn't been there before.  I felt him
pumping in and out of my body.  Deep and deeper with each thrust.  I
couldn't move at all under him.  "oh fuck baby.  Your pussy is so fucking
perfect for daddy's cock", Daddy said as he pushed in even deeper.  I could
feel is balls slap up against my little ass.  It seemed to go on forever.
What I didn't know at the time is that when drunk, some men have a hard
time ejaculating.  Hell, I didn't even know what ejaculating was.  I was so
innocent to anything sexual.  When my dad was drunk, he could fuck for
hours without cumming.  My tight, fresh little pussy shortened that down to
about 45 minutes, but 45 minutes seemed like an eternity.  Toward the end
he told me a secret, "baby girl, I've wanted to do this for so long.  The
last 8 years have been hell watching you grow and become such a beautiful
little girl.  Every time I fuck your mommy, I'm thinking about this right
here....  From the day you were born, I knew that someday I was going to
take this tight little cunt".  It didn't take long after that before I felt
him cum inside of me for the first time.  His entire body got tense and he
pushed even deeper into me, which made me try to scream out in pain and I
could feel his cock pulsating inside of me.  All of a sudden everything
felt wet and sticky down there.  I could then feel his cock start to get
smaller while still inside me.  When he finally pulled out it was sweet
relief for only a moment until his cum started pouring out of my torn and
battered pussy.  It stung as his cum came in contact with tears in my
opening.  He rolled over next to me on the bed, his hand still on my mouth.


   "Baby girl, I'm going to remove my hand but only if you promise not to
scream or cry.  Do you promise?" I nodded my head yes as tears continued to
flow down my cheeks.  He moved his hand.  "look at me baby".  I turned to
look at him.  "Do you understand why this happened?" I shook my head no. 
"Men have to be able to relieve their stress.  And this is one of the ways
we do that.  I would have normally used your mom, but she decided to be a
bitch tonight and lock me out of our bedroom.  All women have the ability
and the duty to help relieve the men in their lives of their stress." I
didn't exactly understand what he meant, but I was filled with anger
towards my mother in that moment.  Maybe that's why I never told her,
because I always blamed her for it happening.

   He fucked me two more times that night and again many nights after that.
He would stay out late just so my mom would lock their bedroom door and
he'd have an excuse for coming and using me.  It wasn't long before I was
enjoying it.  He started going down on me and making me cum with his
fingers and mouth before abusing my pussy with his huge cock.  I thought it
was huge at the time, but I had nothing to compare it to.  But even know,
as an adult with all of the experience I have with hundreds of different
cocks, I still think he was pretty fucking big.  It was years before I
could take the entire thing inside my cunt, but I learned to deep throat it
fairly quickly.  Not that I had much choice in that, he would grab my head
and push his cock into my throat until I started gagging and chocking.  He
would push his cock past my tongue and deep into throat right as he was
about to cum and I'd have to keep it down my throat until he was done
pumping his cum into it.

   The more and more I started really enjoying fucking my daddy, the more
and more he'd push my limits to make me get use to something new.  He never
really let me get very comfortable.  I always had to worry about what he
might decide to do next.  He started bring toys, BIG toys.  Then there was
the night that he spend all night working his fingers into my little cunt,
until it was almost day light and mom would be getting up soon...  I was so
tired and sore and my pussy was swollen, but sure enough before we were
done he had his entire fist deep inside my cunt.  He took pictures.  I knew
he shared the pictures with "friends" online.

   By my 10th birthday he had made me start sucking the dogs cock while he
fucked me.  He would tie the dogs lead to the bedpost and make me put it in
my mouth.  The first time he made me do it I almost threw up as the dog's
wet cock entered my mouth.  I had been swallowing my dad's cum for nearly 2
years by that point, but nothing prepared me for the huge volume of cum
that dogs produce.  That first night, when that dog finally filled my mouth
with his cum, without even thinking I gagged and spit it all out all over
the bed.  Dad got SO MAD.  He instantly pulled out of my pussy and flipped
me over his knee.  "How the fuck" *BAM* his hand came crashing down on my
bare ass and my whole ass instantly felt like it was on fire and it spread
up my back and down my legs "am I supposed" *BAM* "to explain" *BAM* "to
your cunt" *BAM* "of a mother" *BAM "the giant dog" *BAM* "cum stain" *BAM*
"on your bed" *BAM*.  By that point I was sobbing and my ass felt like it
had been branded.  I began apologizing.  Telling him it would never happen
again.  All I could hope for was that my punishment was over.  It wasn't.
He untied the dog and led him out of the room.  "On your hands and knees
bitch", he ordered me.  I did so without hesitation.  The air from the
ceiling fan on my ass stung so intensely.  But then he was behind me.  The
thought of him fucking me from behind, his stomach smacking up against my
welted ass...  I was dreading it.  But then he reached down and grabbed my
ass cheeks, one in each hand, It was some of the worst pain I'd ever felt.
He pulled them a part exposing my asshole.  The thought of something going
into my ass had never even occurred to me until that moment that I felt the
head of my daddy's cock pushing against it.  I heard him spit and then
immediately felt it hit the center my crack right above where his cock was.
He rubbed his cock up into it and pulled it down to my puckered little
hole. "Honey, THIS is what happens when you make a mess that daddy has to
explain away to mommy...  you might want to bite the pillow because if you
make a single peep, it will just get worse" and with a single thrust I felt
his cock invade my asshole.  Stretching it up and daddy's cock quickly
plunged deep inside of it.  I clenched my teeth and buried my face into my
pillow as I began to sob and scream out in pain, luckily the pillow muffled
the screams and daddy didn't hear them over the sound of his body slapping
against my ass.  Luckily for me, he hadn't been drinking that night so it
didn't take him long to fill my asshole with a load of his cum.

   After he pulled his cock out of my ass, he reached over and grabbed my
panties that were laying on the bed and threw them at me.  "Put them back
on, you little whore".  I did.  "Now lay down with your ass on that big
spot of dog cum." I moved over so I was laying directly in the dog's wet
cum.  "now piss yourself".  "What daddy?" "You heard me.  Pee!  And don't
make me ask again".  I laid there in my bed, nearly 10 years old, my ass on
fire and pissed myself.  "Now you get to sleep in it.  In the morning
you'll tell your mother that you wet the bed.  I'm going to love to see how
she punishes you.  I bet she grounds you from hanging out with friends for
at least a week!" and with that he left the room.  Telling my mom that I
had wet my bed the next morning was one of the most humiliating moments in
my life.  She never let me live it down.  Still to this day she mentions
that I "wet the bed till I was 10".  And she did ground me.  For a whole
week I was stuck at home doing chores (which included scrubbing my
mattress!).  My dad loved it because I was home more often for him to use
my holes.  Him fucking my ass became a regular thing after that.  But I
still never spit out the dog's cum ever again....  I would hate to think of
what punishment he would have come up for if I had done it a second time!

   The first night he made me take the knot my mom was out of town and it
was just the two of us.  I just started 7th grade.  I had wondered what the
knot was for while I had blown the dog, but I had never dared to ask until
that night.  As the words left my mouth and I saw the grin come across my
daddy's lips I knew I shouldn't have asked.  If I could have reached out
and grabbed the words and thrown them back down my throat, I would have. 
"Well, baby girl, let me show you." He set up a video camera, pointing to
toward the center of the room and started it.  He ordered me onto my hands
and knees in view of it and called our 160 pound English Mastiff, Bert
(what?  I named him when I was 7 and a huge fan of Sesame Street!), over.
Daddy positioned him behind me, first letting him sniff my wet little cunt.
Daddy was a sadist but he wasn't completely unreasonable.  He knew there
was no way my little frame would support all of Bert's weight, so he
positioned himself over me with his knees on one side of me and his hands
on the other.  He then let Bert mount up on his back and then reached over
and helped guide Bert's big huge cock toward my "slut hole", as Daddy had
become fond of calling it.  Before I knew it I could feel the force of Bert
desperately humping, trying to get his cock inside of me.  It took a minute
but with daddy's help he eventually found the hole.  So there were 2 major
differences between daddy fucking me and the dog fucking me.  1) Daddy knew
when to back off and not to go in too deep.  Bert did not.  He pounded
away, hitting my cervix over and over again without any though or care. 
The grin on my dad's face, I could see in a mirror across the room, as I
began to scream out in pain.  Instinctively I was trying to lunge forward
to escape the internal beating I was receiving but it was so fast and so
hard, and his cock was so huge that it pretty much gripped a hold of me and
I was unable to get away.  Then suddenly, after only a few minutes I
learned the 2nd difference.  2) THE KNOT!  As fast as had begun it seemed
to end.  Bert gave one final deep thrust in and held his cock there for a
second.  I thought he was about to cum and I was so relieved it was over.
And then I suddenly started to feel the base of his cock start to swell
inside me.  And that's when I remembered what had spawned all of this to
begin with.  His knot made me feel like I was being ripped into.  He was so
big and my pussy hadn't been given time to stretch to accommodate it.  and
then Bert moved to the side and dismounted.  I felt one of his hind legs
lift up and over my ass as he turned around.  We were locked together.  Dad
got up and stood back just watching me squirm trying to get away from Burt.
He then went and picked up the video camera and got some close up shots of
my hot, red, swollen pussy engulfing that huge dog cock.  I could feel
Burt's cum spurting out inside me.  I was so full of his cock, there was no
room for his cum too, so it was already pushing out from around the base of
his knot and dripping down my legs and onto the blanket below us.  Daddy
came around and got a close up of my face.  Tears streaming down it.  He
had used my mom's make-up and made me look like a street whore that night.
Mascara and eyeliner were running down my cheeks and the bright red
lipstick was smeared everywhere.  He took his cock out and shoved it into
my mouth, fucking my face and throat as I was locked together with the dog.
One hand holding the camera and the other with a fist full of my hair has
he brutally fucked my face.  Ten-Fifteen minutes later the knot finally
began to shrink and his cock quickly fell from inside my pussy.  Bert's cum
flowed like a waterfall out of my pussy and down my legs.  My dad let go of
the back of my head and pulled out of my mouth.  Gasping for air, I tried
to collapse onto the floor, but dad caught me and pushed me back onto my
hands and knees.  He got behind me and slid his hard cock into my abused,
sloppy cunt and fucked me until his cum mixed with Bert's inside me.  Still
video taping, he got a great shot of my gapping cunt hole as his cum easily
slid out in one giant globby mess down my leg into a pool on the blanket at
my knee.  He ordered me to lick it up.  I had long stopped even thinking
about arguing with anything he ever told me to.  Without batting an eye I
turned around, placed one hand on each side of the his cum and lowered my
head down, stuck my tongue out and without breaking eye contact with him, I
licked it up onto my tongue and held it there as I pulled my head away from
the floor.  I smiled for the camera as I tilted my head back and let his
cum slide down to the back of my throat and I swallowed it in one gulp.  I
licked my lips, smiled a huge smile and said "Thank You Daddy." "What
exactly are you thanking me for baby girl?  You need to be more specific.
You know better than that!".  "Thank you for letting Bert fuck me and fill
me with cum.  and Thank you for fucking my throat.  And THANK YOU SO MUCH
for your hot, delicious load of cum." and with that he turned off the
camera.  Since then I've seen the video floating around the dark corners of
the interweb.  Hundreds of thousands of downloads.  Pedophiles all over the
word have jerked off to watching my dog and dad rape my holes.  Of course
my dad went in and edited out his face, but let mine in all its glory for
everyone to see.  Men comment on it, about how much they wished they had me
for a daughter.  How they want to do the same to their daughters.  I'm sure
that hundreds of young girls have been given the same treatment as I did
that night because of that video inspiring daddy's to fuck their daughters.
That's actually just one of many videos that I know have inspired child
rape.  I hope they all learned to love it as much as I did.  Occasionally
when I'm out in public, I swear guys recognize me as the little girl they
wack off to each night.  I see them stop dead in the tracks and just stare.
I'll notice their cocks starting to get hard in their pants.  Sometimes
when one strikes my fancy I'll go over to him and whisper, "I take it
you've seen my videos".  They never admit to it right away but once I
invite them back to my place and their cocks are buried into one of my
tight holes, I'll reach over and turn the video on and let them watch as
they're fucking me.  That's when they always ask if it really is me.  I
tell them I can prove it to them and I reach over to show them school
pictures.  They all almost always cum instantly at that point.  I always
ask them if they have daughters.  Some do, some don't.  Most say they would
never, but I can tell that almost all of them want to and are definitely
considering it.

   For my 13th birthday he invited two of his guy friend's over one night
that my mom was working late and let them both use me for hours.  But by
that point I loved it.  It was the best birthday present ever.  It was my
first experience with a cock other than his.  He didn't let them cum in my
pussy though because of the fact that I could get pregnant.  He wanted to
make sure that if I got pregnant, it was with his baby and not anyone
else's.  After that I was fucking any and every guy I could.  He would send
me to the mall with direct orders not to come home until I had a stranger's
cum on me somewhere.  I would dress really slutty and hang out around the
bathroom.  I could tell when a guy wanted me.  So when I saw one giving me
a look over as he walked into the bathroom, I'd wait a minute, just long
enough to give him time to get his cock out and pee.  And then I'd walk in
and go right up to him, and from behind him I would reach around and grab
his cock.  They'd always job thinking it was another dude, but they'd turn
around and see it was me and their cocks would stiffen.  I'd wink and
motion for them to follow me into the handicap stall, where I would bend
over the toilet, lifting up my dress to revile my shaved, bald pussy.  And
I'd tell them "fuck me.  Use my little cunt.  You know you want to!" Not
once was I ever turned down.  Every time, without question, they would
enter me.  When I felt them starting to get close I would move forward,
removing their cock from my pussy and drop down onto my knees in front of
them and start sucking my cum off their cocks.  And as I felt the first
jerk of their cock as they began to spurt cum out, I would close off the
back of my throat and let it all pool into my mouth.  After they were
finished, I would pull the front of my dress out, reveling my already C-cup
tits and I would let their cum fall from my mouth between my breasts.  I'd
look at them as say "I have to show my daddy proof that I was a good girl
today.  Thank you!".  Sometimes they would look at me in horror but often,
they would instantly start getting hard again, but I would be up and
walking out of the bathroom before it could fully register with them what
had just happened.  But as I walked out the door, as part of my own bit
sadistic fun, I'd call back to them "btw, I'm only 13" and then let the
door swing shut behind me.

   I was 15 when I finally became pregnant with my father's offspring.  My
mom was so pissed.  I told her it was one of the boys at my school but I
refused to say which one.  She wanted me to have an abortion, but my dad
refused to sign off on it.  The bigger my belly got the more often he
fucked me or whored me out to friends or strangers.  Months after my 16th
birthday I had a beautiful baby girl.  Just want my daddy wanted.  My dad
wanted to be able to raise her has his own, so he soon filed for divorce
and my parents split.  I was able to pick who I wanted to live with, so
without question I went and stayed with my daddy.  He even moved us to the
other side of the country just to get my mom out of our business.  Mom
remarried pretty quickly and moved on with her life.  I looked older than I
was, so we told people we were married and people never questioned it
beyond just thinking that a creepy old dude was married to a 19-20 year
old. They never had a clue that I was really his 17 year old daughter and
that are little toddler was both his daughter and his granddaughter.  After
the move we made all of our money by whoring out my holes.  I would have to
spend a few hours every day fucking other men and then I could spend the
rest of the time taking care of my little girl or being used by my daddy.

   Unfortunately he got into a drunk driving accident when I was 20 and
died.  It was easily the worst day of my life.  Our daughter was 4 and I
knew he had recently started looking at her the way he had looked at me
when I was that age.  He wanted nothing more than to raise her the way he
had raised me, but this time without having to hide it from her mother.  I
didn't want to train her alone.  I went searching online for men who wanted
to use me and maybe even someday use my daughter with me.  Eventually I
found one that was just as abusive and kinky as my father had been, or so I
thought and I married him.  By that time my daughter was very close to the
same age I had been that fateful night when mom had had enough and locked
her bedroom door.  I waited till she was exactly the same age as I had
been, to the day to even mention him fucking her.  I hadn't told him about
my past and my father.  I had wanted to save it all for a big surprise that
I was sure he would love.  So that night, I sat him down and told him all
of it.  Every little detail.  The look of horror was unmistakable.  He
wasn't even slightly turned on.  After I was done, after I told him that my
daughter was the product of incest with my dad, he looked physically ill.
But I still laid the bomb on him, "in fact, I was exactly, to the day the
same age as Rachael is now the night my dad first fucked me.  If my dad was
still alive today, I have no doubt that he would be in her room ramming his
cock into her the same way he did to me right now." After a moment of
silence he mustered, "well, thank god he's dead then!" I couldn't believe
how much I had misjudged him!  I wanted him to be rock hard after hear my
story and ready to go and take her tiny little pussy.  For the entire month
after that he wouldn't even touch me.  We stayed together for about 5 years
after that, because he loved Rachael and was a good father.  And over that
time he had gone back to fucking me, fisting me, sharing me with his
friends and even watching me and the dog.  He was kinky....  Just not as
kinky as I really truly needed him to be.  Finally I filed the papers and
had them delivered to his work.  Irreconcilable differences, sure, that's
one way to put it.  He was saddened but not surprised.  We remain friends
and occasionally still fuck but I'm free to live, just me and my teenage
daughter in our little house with our big dog that my ex gladly let me
keep.

   It's almost amazing that the one thing my dad never had me do was fuck a
woman with him.  He never even talked about it.  it was always about how
many cocks he could get inside my cunt in day and never anything about how
many pussies he could fuck.  In fact, after he and my mom split, I'm not
sure he ever fucked anyone else other than me.  I knew I would have
eventually shared him with Rachael, which I had wanted so badly.  And I
didn't doubt that he would have wanted to watch Rachael and I together. 
But the part that was really important for me was missing, and that was her
father figure being the one to de-flower and use her.  Sure I could have at
any point found a random pedo online to fuck her little body with me, but
that wasn't what I wanted.

   I watched as she slowly started developing tits.  Her puffy nipples were
starting to show through her shirts.  I could tell that she was starting to
get sexual excited by the white stains in her panties when I would do her
laundry.  She smelled heavenly.  I knew I had let her go on to long without
being taught what she was good for.  I had failed my father.  So I went out
and bought a strap on that was as close in size to my dad's cock as I could
find.  I waited till she was sleep to strip naked and put it on.  It was
one that had both sides, so I had a nice fat cock stretching open my pussy
while also have a nice thick, long one protruding from my crouch like a
man. She was small for her age, so I knew it wouldn't be difficult to hold
her down.  But I brought rope with me just to be sure I could control her.
I stood over her bed watching her sleep on her stomach and as quick as I
could, I got onto her bed, pulled her arms behind her and pulled her ass up
into the air.  She woke, screaming.  But it didn't matter, no one else
could hear.  She was screaming for me because she didn't know and couldn't'
see that I was be behind her.  she just felt my "cock" against her thigh as
I quickly tied her hands behind her back.  I then threw the blanket over
her face to just to make sure she didn't look back and see me.  I ripped
her panties off from her pussy.  It had a small tuft of hair...  that would
have to go eventually.  And without hesitation I thrusted that strap on
deep inside of her teenage little cunt.  She screamed louder, begging me to
stop.  I came over and over as I fucked her raw.  A solid hour went by with
no relief for her cunt from the constant battering of my hard strap on
raping her.  and just as my father had once done to me, far younger than
she was, I spat down onto her asshole and rammed my giant plastic cock into
it.  I went back and forth between her pussy and ass until morning.  She
had finally passed out from the pain and exhaustion.  So I took the
opportunity to untie her hands and to sneak back into my room.

   After about an hour she came limping into my room, barely able to walk
from the pain she was in.  She told me she had been raped the night before.
She asked, "how did you not hear me screaming for you?".  I looked at her
like as if she was crazy.  "Baby, I was right here all night.  You never
made a peep!  I would have heard you screaming.  Why are you making this
up?" This scenario repeated itself for months.  Eventually she stopped
trying to convince me it was happening.  I began filling her being raped by
me in the middle of the night and uploading it online.  Men were
volunteering left and right to come and help me with her.  I eventually let
them.  Just like I had, she grew to love it over time.  On her fifteenth
birthday I finally revealed to her that it had been me all those nights. 
She opened her present and was shocked to see a huge double sided strap on
that had clearly been used many times before.  She looked up at me clearly
very confused.  "You don't recognize it?  You should.  It's been inside
your slutty little cunt more times than I can count." "You Momma?  It's
been you this whole time?" "Yes you dumb little slut, it's been me." I
reached over and took the strap on from her.  I then reached over, grabbed
her by the her hair and dragged her to her bedroom where I told her to
assume the position.  She did it without hesitation.  Even with all the
wasted time, she had become very obedient even though this was the first
time I had actually told her to do anything.  Before she had learned
signals based on how I touched her to do what I wanted her to do.  And
before she knew it, i had the strap-on on and was behind her fuck her.  she
came all over that dildo repeatedly.  And for the first time, after I was
done, I went and fucked her whore mouth with it.  She had been mouth fucked
by some of the men who had joined me at times, but never by me.  After a
few minutes of me gagging her on my cock, I removed it from her mouth, took
it off and replaced it with my warm, bald pussy against her lips.  "Lick my
pussy baby".  And she did.  Her tongue darted between my wet lips, she
quickly found my clit and began circling it softly with her tongue.  And
then gently she sucked on it.  I pushed her onto her back on the bed
without separating my pussy from her lips for even a second.  I straddled
her face and rode her mouth with my warm wet cunt.  I reached back and
began to finger her abused cunt.  I felt her tongue push deep inside my
pussy.  I really started grinding down onto her face.  I knew it was
coming. I could feel it building inside me....  I was about to gush all
over her face and into her mouth.  "oh baby girl.  Mommy is about to cum
for you.  Swallow every single drop of my cum!) and with that I felt my
pussy explode all over her mouth, filling her mouth, almost drowning her in
my juices.

   That night, we sat down and I told her all about her granddad and how he
was also her dad.  I told her everything that had led up to this moment. 
She was shocked but I could tell that listening to it made her horny as
hell.  "You would have loved your daddy.  He would have made you hate him
at times, but you would have loved him.  He would have loved fucking you!"
We curled up, naked together in my bed and slept.  Ever since we've been
inseparable in the bed room.  You can't fuck me unless you're willing to
fuck my daughter too and vice versa!

   Around her 18th birthday we found out she was pregnant.  She's due any
day now.  She's having a boy.  We're both very excited.  Someday, that
little boy is going to be trained to replace my daddy.  Finally we will
have a proper man to fuck us, use us, and abuse us.  I hope she has a few
daughters over the next 12 years or so too, so that when he's ready, they
will be there for him to use as well.
   Our dad would be so proud of us.