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Her Father's Daughter
An Erotic Story
"Mary was brunette, with a body that stopped traffic." Page 13
TABLE OF CONTENTS
CHAPTER 1 The Report Card 1
CHAPTER 2 Suzy win's a bet 11
CHAPTER 3 June takes a chance on love 23
CHAPTER 4 Cindy gets some help from her mother 37
CHAPTER 5 Cindy and the hot-tub 47
CHAPTER 6 Suzy's reward 69
CHAPTER 7 Mary's Story 83
CHAPTER 8 Cindy gets an unexpected proposal 107
CHAPTER 9 Jeremy gets some unwanted help 123
CHAPTER 10 The Show 133
CHAPTER 11 Ginny's Dream 155
CHAPTER 12 Mike returns from camp 183
CHAPTER 13 John's Birthday Surprise 213
CHAPTER 14 Preparing for class, one night 239
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
"Aunt May" Cover
"Mary was brunette, with a body that stopped traffic." Contents
"He pulled down the little girl's panties" Page 14
"His cock made one last thick white squirt of sperm lick up the girl's belly" Page 29
"her own brother's potent seed squirting into her receptive womb, caused June to climax" Page 32
"the boy slipped the head of his swollen penis up into his little sister" Page 36
"Cindy stopped to lick one last glob of sperm off the tip of his prick." Page 42
"Cindy was starting to enjoy the feelings again." Page 66
"Jim was behind Karen, and was pushing his cock up inside his little sister's belly." Page 89
"Momma showed me the white stuff, that Daddy had squirted inside Diane" Page 91
"Daddy would deposit his sperm in Diane's womb" Page 98
"He would push his penis up against her tiny hole and squirt his seed in the child's belly."Page 100
"Marylin was just giving his cock one last tongue-licking suck." Page 110
"George was finally fucking his own daughter." Page 139
"the little girl had taken her father's cock up inside her tight little belly" Page 149
"she worked to get the two men to cum with her" Page 176
"John was first to pull out, his cock still dripping cum on the little girl's ass." Page 178
"Besides, you look sexy, with Daddy's sperm all over your cute little cunt." Page 184
"she felt suddenly full of her father's prick" Page 220
"the man's cock slid all the way up in the child's belly" Page 230
"she enjoyed fucking even more, when she was pregnant" Page 243
Foreword
NOTICE: This book contains highly erotic, and explicit
sexual material. If you are even slightly offended by such
material, I suggest that you stop reading right now! The book
contains graphic descriptions of all sorts of sex. It is
completely non-violent though.
I wrote this book, because of the implicit and implied
censorship, that I feel permeates the literature of today.
What's that you say, You've seen books on every subject down at
the local bookstore cum porn-shop? Check them out again.
Lately, all the books on incest, bondage, bestiality, and
children having sex, have vanished. Well, not ALL. In some
cities, in some parts of the country, you can still find some
books on incest. Not many, and they are getting unrealistic, as
the most likely time for incest to occur, is when a person is a
child, not when the person is over 18, and in college.
For a period of about 7 years, starting about 1975, there
was a sexual revolution, in this country, and almost anything
could be printed. At that time, I bought and read almost
everything I could get my hands on. 90% of it was junk, but OH!,
that 10% remaining! Then, over the years, the censors started
cracking down again. The bookstores knuckled under to the
pressure, the RICO act was used to threaten those who didn't
comply, and even the publishers had to give in. It now seems to
be a crime worse than murder to publish a story about little
children having sex, people having sex with dogs, brothers having
sex with their sisters, (or heaven forbid, their parents) or even
light bondage seems to be verboten. (Personally, tying up
someone, or being tied up, is a turn-off, not a turn-on. But, to
each his own.)
Even before the crackdown, there were, (and still are) areas
that seemed to be forbidden, even to suggest. In the loosest
years, they were hinted at, in some of the raunchier books, but
never actually suggested. (Well, I did read one book, that
actually did not only suggest, but made it part of the story.
One, out of thousands. (Yes, I do read that many.)) All these
books seemed even then, to include some rules that no author
dared break, if he was to be published. Some of these rules, as
applied to porn, are:
No one gets killed. Personally, I think any one who
equates pain, with sexual arous
al, is sick. (But it's STILL
censorship.)
No children under 14. Now the rules read: No one under
the age of 18, even knows what
sex is. People are virgins,
until magically, at the age of
18, they know all there is to
know about sex.
Forward (continued)
No one gets pregnant. That's DUMB. If you are going to
have sex, some people are going
to get pregnant.
No woman wants to have a baby. If the previous one is dumb,
what can I say about this?
No interracial sex. This one's funny. Pictures of
interracial sex, are perfectly
acceptable. It's the written
description of interracial sex
that seems to be verboten.
Weird!
There are other unwritten (in the books) rules, but these
were the most obvious. I personally, think that it's a turn-on,
to think of the first time someone has sex. I fantasize, about
my first time, and think about what it might have been. One of
my commonest fantasies, is where I am a girl, instead of a boy,
when I first learned about sex. I think that if I were a girl, I
probably would have been having babies about 9 months after I got
my first period (or possibly even sooner). To pretend that I was
18, before I got interested in sex, is so unrealistic, even my
considerable imagination won't swallow it.
Another thing that turns me on, is incest. No, I've never
done it. The only one with whom it would be possible, would have
been my sister, and she left home before I got old enough. If I
had a daughter, I would never even think of suggesting to her
that we have sex. (I think that people in authority, like
parents and teachers, should not compromise their positions.) If
my (nonexistent) daughter were to approach me for sex, I'd
probably tell her, that when she had moved out, on her own, and
still wanted it, then I might. (Notice, no age set.)
Finally, I am turned on, by the thought of little children
having sex. If I were a girl, I'd probably have started with any
brother or sisters I had, and then progressed up. A second
fantasy I often have, is that I am a little girl, under 14 years
old, who gets her big brother or her father to knock her up.
Being the father of such a girl, for some reason, doesn't turn me
on, as much as the idea of being the girl who gets pregnant. The
world seems to think, that if they act as though children don't
have sex, then they won't (Ignoring the tremendous increase in
unwanted teenage pregnancy today.) Even if kids do have sex,
it's forbidden to write about it. What hogwash! You can write
the grisliest murder story you want, but to hint that a 12 year
old girl might get pregnant, and worse yet, want the baby! Will
get you thrown in jail, probably for a longer period, than if you
had performed said grisly murder.
Forward (continued)
I finally decided, that if no one was (or dared to) write
the kind of story I wanted to read (at lease once), then I would
have to write it myself, if only for my own enjoyment. This
story is the result. It is completely non-violent. The little
girls in the story, are always the aggressors. (Yes, little
girls having sex! I told you at the beginning, that it was
raunchy). Yes, I know. I'm using rules myself. But these
rules, are the ones I set, and I wanted a story that turned ME
on. The heck with you. If you do like it, then fine.
The people in this story have no relationship to anybody I
have ever known. This is a story. It is a complete fantasy.
The pictures (If you happen to be lucky enough to have the
version with the pictures) were gotten from BBS's, CD-ROM's, and
friends. I traced every one of these back to the original
magazine, or picture, and in every one, the publishers assured
that, "All models are 18 or older." There is no "Kiddy-porn"
here. The pictures I chose, were selected for models that
"looked" young enough to fit the story. It's amazing, what a
shaved pussy, and tying your hair back into ponytails will do to
make even a 30-year-old woman look young. I'll admit, I cropped
some of the pictures, to hide faces, or body-parts that didn't
look either young enough, or didn't fit the story. Almost all
the pictures were edited in some manner or another. All serial-
numbers were filed off. Still, I was careful. The only "kiddy-
porn" here, is the story itself.
A final note: DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME! Doing this yourself,
could not only result in disasters like pregnancy or damaged self
esteem, but would most likely result in your getting arrested,
and spending a considerable time behind bars. Remember: "These
are trained professionals. Don't try to do this yourself."
Now, with that in mind, I hope you like the story. Signed:
The Author. (If you think I'm going to sign my real name to
this, you're out of your ever-lovin' skull!)
Oh yes, Copyright Notice: No copyright. Original version
written in mid-1993. This one in late 1994. If you want to steal
this, say you wrote it, edit it, modify it, or leave it alone.
Feel free to do so, with the author's blessing. I wrote this, to
have fun, not to make money with.
CREDITS
To: Adam, without whose encouragement, I never would have
finished this.
To: My Sister, Who will never know, how many wet-dreams I've had
about her.
To: My Mother, for encouraging me to write. (Though, if she
ever knew I wrote this. . . Well, she probably never will.)
(A year later. . . Would you believe it, she did.)
To: My wife, for putting up with me, and letting me write this.
She'll probably insist that I destroy every copy.
To: John, for showing interest.
This document was written with WORDSTAR version-7.0. The
spell-checker and Thesaurus were invaluable aids, in making the
book readable. The grammar was checked with Correct-Grammar.
The graphics were compiled from BBS's, CD-ROM's, and
friends. They were filtered through a series of graphics
programs, to achieve the desired end-results on the printed page.
These programs are:
VPIC Used to lighten the pictures, so they weren't
all black, on the printed page.
PIXFOLIO A Windows program, used to convert to
windows-bitmap. and scale the picture to fit
properly on the page
Windows Paint Used to edit the pictures, crop out unwanted
parts, fill in distracting areas, cover up
BBS names, sometimes make the girls look
younger, and fix mistakes.
GDS Used to cut contrast, and convert to
monochrome PCX. The dithering and anti-
aliasing were the reasons for using GDS.
INSET Part of the WORDSTAR package, used to convert
PCX to WORDSTAR PIX format. Also used to
page-preview the finished picture, with the
text.
These programs are all REGISTERED versions. I fully support
the shareware concept, with my dollars.
CHAPTER 1
The Report Card
Little Suzy Fisher could hardly wait. The cute ten-year-old
girl was sitting in third row seat of the schoolroom, almost
breathless with excitement. In a moment she would know if her
efforts had succeeded.
Nobody looking at the sweet innocence of the virginal young
beauty would have guessed the turmoil that was running through
the child's mind. Except for a slight flush where her neck had
gotten red from excitement, nobody in the room would have ever
suspected that little Suzy Fisher was worried about her report-
card. Suzy was an exceptionally precocious little girl, and
might normally have been accused of being a "teacher's pet"
because of her amazingly good grades.
Nobody would ever make such an accusation in John
Stockdale's classroom though. "Mr." Stockdale was as well known
and feared by his students for being strict and fair as he was
liked by the faculty for the high quality of his teaching. At
the moment, he was busy handing out report-cards to the class.
With each name called, a student went up to his desk, exchanged a
few words with him, and returned. A few came back looking glad
or excited. Most came back looking relieved. Only 2 came back
looking as if they weren't pleased with the results, and it was
no surprise to Suzy when it came to those two. "Cindy Macon,"
called Mr. Stockdale. Suzy watched as her sexy cousin got up,
shook her beautiful long brunette hair over her shoulders from
where it had been dangling down to her almost fully developed
breasts. At eleven, Cindy looked much more mature than the
6-month difference in their ages would have suggested. While
Suzy looked barely more than a tomboy, with little buds for
breasts, and only a slight padding starting to develop on her
slim hips, Cindy looked almost like a full-grown woman. Her
swaying hips, and full breasts had more than one of the members
of the faculty having wet dreams about getting her alone. More
than one of the older boys in the school had already tried, but
Suzy knew that her sexy cousin had turned them all down. Suzy
wasn't sure she could have refused some of the boys if they had
asked her, but Cindy seemed to be holding herself back for
someone. Suzy watched as her cousin returned to her seat with a
quick glance and a smile that reassured her that her cousin had
done OK.
"Christ," Suzy muttered to herself. Wouldn't the man ever
get to her? Only 2 more students remained. Then only 1.
"Finally," Suzy breathed as she got ready to rise and get her
report card. But he didn't call her name. Instead he said,
"That's it, see you all next semester." The teacher paused and
then continued, "Suzy Fisher. Could I see you in my office for a
few minutes. I'd like to talk to you about your report-card."
1
Suzy felt the blood drain from her face, as she turned white
as a sheet. "Oh NO!" she thought, "Not after all this trouble."
She couldn't fail now! As she unsteadily got to her feet she
looked around at the faces of the other children whose eyes were
on her like spotlights. She saw sympathy in most of them, but
sympathy was not what she wanted. Right now, she wanted the
floor to swallow her up, before she started to cry! She had
worked so hard! How could she have failed now?
John Stockdale ("Mr. Stockdale" to his students) was a stern
man, but he wasn't cruel. When he saw the result his
announcement had to his best student, he berated himself for an
idiot.
"Oh no!" he explained in a rush, "It's not that! Your
grades are fine! In fact, that's what I wanted to talk to you
about." He paused, then continued, "Are you all right?"
He really was worried, because the little girl looked as if
she was going to faint right there on the floor in front of
everybody.
"No, Mr. Stockdale. I'm fine," Suzy replied, as her breath
came back, "Just a little dizzy is all." The young girl could
feel her thin dress clinging to her body like a wet T-shirt. She
realized that all the boys were gawking at her as the material
clung to her budding tits, and she could feel her panties were
soaked with sweat.
Realizing that the show was over, the class started to
disperse, but not before Suzy caught a reassuring smile from her
best friend and cousin Cindy.
Suzy was now starting to feel a little chilly and sticky as
the sweat that had broken out, now soaked her clothes.
Gratefully, she followed the teacher's waved invitation into the
little office next to the main classroom. This office was as
neat as you might have expected for someone like Mr. Stockdale.
Suzy slid into the wooden chair that he had available for guests,
not noticing that her short little dress, now sticky with
perspiration, stuck to the back of the chair as she sat down and
lifted the front up almost to her navel, exposing the thin soaked
panties that were pulled tight into her pre-pubescent little
slit.
John Stockdale's breath came out with a rush as he sat down
in his chair and noticed how much of the little girl's charms
were exposed to his view. "Ahhh Suzy," he exclaimed, "don't you
think you'd better . . ." He waved an embarrassed arm at where
the child was unknowingly exposing herself.
2
Suzy looked down, and this time she actually did faint from
embarrassment. "Oh Gawd!" was her last intelligible thought, as
she slid to the floor in a boneless heap. There was a slight
ripping sensation, then she was on the floor completely naked
from the waist down. Her dress, still suck to the chair, had
gone up around her armpits, while her panties had caught in the
leg of the chair as it went over, and almost ripped them
completely off.
John's first thought was for the child. He bounded from his
chair, and managed to catch her head before it hit the concrete
floor. "Suzy, SUZY! Are you all right?" he asked, as he cradled
the now almost half-naked little girl in his arms.
Suzy slowly came around. Her teacher's face was next to
hers and she had never seen him look so worried. "I'm OK Mr.
Stockdale," she said woozily, as she snuggled into the comforting
arms of the older man.
The teacher continued to hold the little girl as she
recovered. Suddenly, the feel of naked skin on his bare hand,
caused him to realize what was happening. He looked down at the
child in his arms, and almost dropped her. He saw a half-naked
little girl in his big burly arms. One hand was holding onto her
naked little ass, while his thumb was sticking between her legs,
and almost entering her virginal crack. A half a pair of white
gauzy panties still clung to one leg, but the other was
completely bare. A cold sweat of fear broke out. If anyone came
in, his ass was grass! No jury in the world would find him
innocent of child molestation and probably statutory-rape as
well. "Oh Jesus," he muttered. How did he ever get himself into
such a mess?
"Suzy, Please?" he almost cried, "Can you get up?"
Suzy aroused herself at his tortured plea. "Whatever is the
matter?" she thought, as she tried to get back to her feet. Then
she felt the cold air around her bottom and remembered what had
happened. "You must think I'm terrible," she whispered, as she
vainly tried to pull her shattered panties back together.
"Exposing myself to you like that." The little girl was almost
in tears as she kept trying to make a half-a-pair of panties do
what a whole one was barely capable of. She didn't realize that
she was giving the older man a better view of her pre-adolescent
charms than if she had just given up. As it was, viewing the
little girl in dishabille had given the man an erection that
threatened to split his trousers.
"Uh Suzy. Just take them off, and put them in your bag,"
the older man instructed. John's hard-on kept growing, in spite
of his good intentions, as he watched the girl in her disarray.
"But what if somebody sees?" the little girl wailed.
John's hair stood on end. If anybody heard. . .
"Just pull your dress down, and walk naturally. Nobody will
notice," he reassured her.
3
"Oh Mr. Stockdale, I didn't mean to come in here and tease
you." She smiled bravely up at him, suddenly aware that his
pants were bulging slightly. "Though I might, if I were older,"
she added smilingly as kind of an afterthought.
"And I might enjoy it, young lady. If you were older," he
replied. "Now back to business," he continued, as he watched the
child smoothing her short dress down over the flat little belly
that he would remember in his wet dreams for the rest of his
life. "Your report-card."
Suddenly all ears, Suzy jerked back to attention. Her
report card! She had been waiting all year for this moment.
"All 'A's, of course." John Stockdale didn't realize the
effect this was having on the little girl sitting stunned in the
chair.
"I've won. I've WON," she thought to herself. The thought
grew too big to keep inside. "Wahooo!, I'VE WON!" she almost
shrieked, as she jumped on the surprised teacher, wrapped her
legs around his body on the chair, and kissed him full on the
mouth.
John couldn't help responding. The sensuality of this young
girl was going to land him in jail yet, he thought. He still
couldn't resist opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out to
see what her response would be. To his surprise, the little girl
responded by opening her mouth, and almost swallowing his tongue.
Then her little tongue was licking his. He felt her wet little
pussy on top of his bulging pants as she wrapped her little arms
around him and gave him the kissing of his life.
John had felt too much. His cock exploded in his pants.
Suzy knew it was happening, because her wild ride on top of
him got suddenly slicker. Her bare pussy sent its flood down to
join the slick stain that was seeping up to where her little
crack was rubbing against the bulge in his slacks.
"Thank You. Thank You," she murmured, as she gave him one
final hug, and a last little grind with her hips.
"Thank YOU! my dear, but I could get in a lot of trouble, if
anybody ever found out about this," he replied.
"I'll never tell," she responded; as with one last soul-
hungry kiss, she returned to her demure station in the other
chair. "Now what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" she
inquired. "I don't think that was it," she added with a giggle,
"though I'll never really be sure now, will I?" This last was
added with a sparkle in her eye, and a burst of youthful
enthusiasm that took all the sting out.
"No. Ahem." John cleared his throat, and tried to get back
on subject. "Suzy, you know you've gotten good grades this
year." This was more of a statement than a question.
Suzy nodded. She should have. She'd certainly worked hard
enough!
4
"What you don't know, is that the faculty has been following
your progress with some interest. We've never seen such
dedication and hard work. Now, I've had a couple of students
that were smarter than you, though not very many. But I've never
had a student get grades this good for a whole year. Now
normally, we like to see our students excel in their work, but
this is far from normal. Do you see what I mean?"
Suzy was confused. Would he get to the point?
"I mean, it's unusual for a girl your age to study this hard
and long, and neglect play and sports and other children
and. . .?" his voice trailed off in a questioning tone.
"So?" she prompted.
"So. What I mean is. . ." He paused, then blurted, "are
your parents forcing you to do this? Will you get in trouble if
you don't?" It was hard to get the question out, but he felt he
must. After all, child-abuse took many forms.
All of a sudden, the secrecy, the questions the worried look
on her teacher's face all fell into place in Suzy's mind. She
couldn't help it; she started to giggle. It started out as a
snicker, then a "tee hee" then a guffaw, then a roar! The girl
gasped and choked and laughed till her sides ached. "Do you mean
to tell me that you think my parents might be. . ." The thought
was too funny. She burst into laughter again.
"Abusing you. It does happen." He couldn't help snickering
a little himself; her laughter was so infectious.
At this moment there was an interruption. Cindy had been
worried when her cousin and best-friend didn't come out of the
office. She had waited patiently outside, and had almost rushed
in when she had heard a loud cry earlier but hadn't dared enter.
Now, hearing what sounded like loud cries of pain, she decided
she'd better check.
"Suzy, Are you OK?" she called as she opened the door. At
first, it looked like a rape scene. Her cousin was rolling on
the floor holding her sides and screaming with what appeared to
be pain. The little girl's dress was halfway up her naked little
belly, and her panties were scattered on the floor. Their
teacher was on the floor leaning over the little girl trying to
calm her down, with one hand on each side of her naked waist.
The screams intensified.
"Whoop! Whoop!" Suzy chortled. Now her best friend was
getting into the act. It was too much. Her sides ached so
much;she could hardly move.
"No, Cindy. Stop it," she barely managed to choke out; as
she saw her cousin about ready to bean their teacher with a
bookend. "It's OK. Really!"
"Are you sure?" Cindy realized that maybe things weren't
quite what they had seemed, but she held onto her impromptu
weapon anyway. "What's the matter then?" she asked, as she
started to realize that these weren't cries of pain, but of
laughter, and the tears in her little cousin's eyes were from the
strain of trying to stop. "What's so Goddamn funny?"
5
"He, He, Heee," Suzy choked, "he thinks Daddy might be
abusing me!"
At this, Cindy started to snicker. Pretty soon, she was
holding onto her cousin as both of them rolled on the floor in
laughter, the bookend lying forgotten in the corner.
Finally, John Stockdale could stand it no more. "Will
somebody explain why this is so funny?" he asked. "Some people
do force their children awfully hard, and child abuse is not
funny!"
Cindy was the only one who was in a condition to answer.
"You've never met Dan Fisher have you?" she asked.
"Why yes I have. Several times. At PTO meetings," he
replied.
"Ever been to his house?"
"No, of course not. I don't get to many of my student's
homes. And generally not unless there's a problem." All of them
knew that Suzy would never be considered a "problem" student.
"Well I go there all the time, and that girl's father
worships the ground she walks on. He tries to not let it show,
but anybody can see it in his eyes. He'd kill anybody who even
tried to hurt his daughter." She paused. "I think she loves him
the same way." She added as an afterthought.
"Now," she said, changing the subject, "what happened to
your underpants?"
"Feh. Fell. Fell off the chair," Suzy chortled, as she
pointed to the chair where a wisp of cotton still clung to the
leg. She didn't seem to realize that her bare belly and hairless
little vagina were exposed for all to view.
"Well we'd better do something before somebody else comes in
here and reaches the wrong conclusions. Here," she said, lifting
her dress right in front of the surprised teacher. "Hold my
dress up, while I get out of these."
John was too surprised to argue. He watched in astonishment
as the sensuous little girl stepped out of her shoes while he
held up her dress and then calmly peeled out of her pantyhose and
lacy panties. He almost had his nose in the child's belly
button, and he could smell the aroma rising from the sparse hair
that covered her dainty little crack.
"Put on these," Cindy directed as she tossed the almost see-
through panties at her cousin, then started to step back into her
pantyhose. At this time, she realized what she was doing in
front of her teacher. She followed his gaze down to her suddenly
wet cunt, and then back up to his face. "I'm sorry," she said,
"I'm so used to going around naked with my brothers, that I
forgot you weren't one of them."
"Lucky little brothers," he replied, as she calmly rolled
the pantyhose up her thighs without bothering to cover herself.
"Lucky you too. Maybe." It was almost a promise.
6
"I'd better not chance it," he replied, as another surge of
fear went through him. He'd better get these two sexpots out of
his office before some father came after him with a shotgun.
"Your loss." Cindy seemed at ease, as she shrugged her
dress back down, now looking no different than when she came in.
"If you ever decide different. . .," she left the idea hanging.
"If." He made no promises. "Now Suzy, if somebody wasn't
forcing you to do this, why did you almost kill yourself to do
this well in school? I have to tell the faculty something."
Suzy thought for a minute. It didn't hurt to tell somebody
now. "I had a bet," she replied.
"A bet!?" both of the other occupants of the room were
astonished.
"With my Father," Suzy amplified.
That explained it all to Cindy, but John Stockdale was
worried.
"What happened if you lost?" he asked. Maybe there was
abuse here after all.
"Nothing," Suzy replied. "I just didn't win. Daddy didn't
put any price on my losing. Just his disappointment. I really
wanted to win for him," she explained.
"It must have been some bet," Cindy stated.
"It was." Suzy wasn't going to explain any more.
"Well, I guess that takes care of that," John said, as he
started to usher the two children out of his office.
"Thanks, Mr. Stockdale. I really appreciate your concern,"
Suzy said, as she reached up and gave him another long open-
mouthed kiss, right in front of her cousin this time.
Cindy watched with awe. "Maybe something has been going on
between the two of them," she speculated. Not one to pass up an
opportunity, she tapped on her cousin's shoulder and said, "My
turn."
John Stockdale couldn't believe it. He had just been
kissing one of his little under-aged students in a manner that
would have been "Banned In Boston," and now the sexiest little
girl in the whole 5th-grade class wanted to do it with him. He
knew he wouldn't be able to sleep for a week with the horny
dreams these two horny sub-teens were going to give him. Still,
he knew he wasn't going to pass on the chance that half of the
male faculty members would give their right-nut to get.
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"OK Cindy." He started to give her a peck on the lips.
Cindy Macon would have none of it. She opened her mouth,
and wormed her hot little tongue into his. She started licking
his teeth, and sucking obscenely on his tongue. "Mmmmmmph," she
said as they kissed madly. She started grinding her hips into
his with a sensuality that couldn't be contained. "Oh Mr.
Stockdale. Someday, could you?" she said, as she finally pulled
her tongue out of his mouth. It was obvious what she was
offering.
"Maybe." It was almost a promise. He reached down and
patted each girl on her firm young ass as he gave each of them a
final kiss. "Now scoot, both of you. Shoo!" he said, as he
shoved them out of the door.
He pulled the door shut behind the two girls and collapsed
in his chair. "Whew!" he exclaimed, as he tried to get over his
close call. Two minutes more, and he was sure that he would have
been fucking both of the pre-teens right on the floor, regardless
of the consequences. Jail, or father's shotguns, or pregnancy
be-dammed. He probably would have done it. "And almost worth it
too," he said to himself, as a pang passed through him for lost
opportunities. Then he remembered Cindy's last words. Maybe not
completely lost. He straightened his tie, took a last look
around his office, grabbed Suzy's discarded panties, stuffed them
in his pocket, and left the office whistling after he locked up.
Maybe life wasn't so bad as a 5th-grade school teacher!
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"Suzy. did you?" Cindy had to find out. They were walking
home on the road, having missed the bus, and not wanting to wait
for the "Last-Call" bus that took the sports and gymnastics teams
home.
"Do anything with Mr. Stockdale? . . . NAW! Just kissed him
a little. But you know what?"
"What?" Cindy was all ears.
"I almost wanted to." It was almost a whisper. "I don't
know what I'd have done if he'd tried anything. After all, There
I was with my bare pussy almost in his face. I wouldn't have
blamed him if he tried."
"Tried to fuck you, you mean." The two girls had known each
other for so long that they had almost no secrets from each
other.
"Uh Huh. How about you. I saw you shoving your bare snatch
in his face. Brothers indeed!" she snickered.
Cindy snickered also. "I probably would have fucked him, if
you hadn't gotten him so scared. But about my brothers. Shows
how much you know," she replied. "Remember what I showed you the
other day? Well where do you think I learned how?"
"Who? Not Billy!?" came the breathless question.
"Yep. My Horny big brother. Came into my room one night
last year, and taught me how to take care of a boy without
getting knocked-up. Charlene had just dropped him; and he
figured I wouldn't mind helping him out," she continued, "and I
didn't. He then helped me out."
"You don't mean?" the little girl couldn't help asking.
"Yeah, He ate me out. You ought to have your big brother
help you out."
"Oh I couldn't. Not with my own brother." Suzy was sure.
"Why not. I know the thought of making it with your father
doesn't bother you, so what's so different about your brother?"
"What do you know about my Father?" Suzy was now on the
defensive.
"I've seen the way you look at him. Practically cream your
jeans anytime he smiles at you. Not that I object. I'd kinda
like to have him get in my pants myself. He is sooo handsome."
Suzy had to agree but: "You keep your horny paws off my
Father. He's mine!" she said with finality.
"Ok OK! He's yours. Now what was that super bet you had
with your father? A car? . . . You're too young. I know what
I'd bet my Father if he'd let me." Her voice stopped and she
speculatively looked over at her cousin. Naw! It couldn't be.
"Anything I want." Suzy's voice was a whisper.
"Anything?" The older girl's incredulity showed.
"He said if he could do it, or get it without hurting
somebody else, then I could have it."
"Wow! No wonder you've been busting a gut for the past
year. What was the deal exactly?"
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"Straight 'A's for 1 year. No 'B's or even 'A'-minus. It
had to be 'A' or 'A'-plus. On every report card, in every class,
on every test. He said if I did that, He'd let me have anything
I wanted. Anything." Her voice trailed off for a minute, then
resumed, "The only thing was: I couldn't tell a soul. Not even
you. I couldn't tell anybody, until I either won or lost. He
said I had to do it on my own. The only one who knew was Mother.
Sorry Cindy, but this is absolutely the first time I could tell
you."
"Wow. Anything. That covers a lot. I know what I'd want
if my Daddy offered me a deal like that." She wiggled her hips
suggestively. "You wouldn't be planning something like that
would you?" The thought amused the older girl for a minute, then
suddenly she looked harder at her now silent cousin and best
friend.
The two girls had reached their parting place, where the
paths to their 2 houses split. Suzy was already several steps
down the other path when Cindy asked louder, "Would you?"
For minute it looked as though Cindy would never get an
answer as Suzy walked farther and farther away. Then a ghost of
a whisper came back to the older girl. It was very faint, but it
sounded like: "It's a start."
10
CHAPTER 2
Suzy win's a bet
It was 10 O'clock the next day, when Suzy dropped the
bombshell on her father. She had managed to get him alone, and
had shown him her last report card. Not only 'A' but every one
an 'A'-plus.
"Well Suzy, What is it you want?" Dan Fisher told himself,
"this is going to bee a doozy!" His daughter must have wanted
something awfully bad to have worked this hard for it. When he
had originally made the offer, he had never expected Suzy to take
him up on it; let alone be able to keep up under the pressure for
a whole year. Still, here it was, a year later, and time to pay
the piper.
"I want you to teach me," she said.
"Huh? Suzy, I thought you liked school?" Dan Fisher was
Puzzled.
"Teach me about sex," the precocious little girl amplified.
"Sure, Honey. Is that all? I thought we explained that to
you last year when we got out the sex manuals and everything.
What is it you want to know?" Dan was now really puzzled. He
had thought that he and his wife were pretty thorough in their
duties as parents, when it came to the sex-education of their
children.
Suzy decided she had better spell it out. Her father didn't
seem to be getting the message.
"Daddy, I know all that stuff." The pre-pubescent little
girl sounded exasperated, but continued, "what I really want is:
Number one, I want you to teach me how to make love. I want you
to be the one to take my virginity. I've always wanted you to be
first. Second, I want to learn how it feels to have a baby . . .
your baby. So, I want you to make one in me. Put your. . . your
penis up in my vagina, and squirt the stuff that makes babies
right into my womb. Is that sufficiently clear?"
"Oh my God!" Dan was aghast. "Suzy NO!"
"But Daddy! You promised!" the 10 year old girl pouted.
Dan Fisher sighed. How had he gotten himself into this
mess? "Suzy, I can't," he said. "You're much too young, and we
could get into a lot of trouble if I did that. Besides, what
about your mother?"
"Mommy won't care."
"Yes she will. She'd probably divorce me if she even
thought I wanted to do this."
The little girl's response was entirely unexpected:
"MOMMMMMEEE!!" she yelled.
"What?" came the muffled response from the other room. The
words got clearer as the 35 year old woman appeared in the
hallway. Mary was wearing a short black negligee, and not much
else. Unselfconscious in her nudity, Mary repeated, "What's the
matter Suzy?"
"Daddy won't keep his promise."
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This was a shock. If there was one thing that Dan had
always done, it was keep promises. No matter what the cost. He
always paid his debts, and only a national disaster would keep
him from doing what he said he would. "What's the matter dear?"
she asked. "Can't we afford it?" She knew that Dan had promised
the precocious child "anything she wanted," if she had gotten all
'A's on her report card for a whole year. They both knew that
whatever the little girl wanted, it must have been important to
her because she had been studying with a fervor that seemed to
stretch her constitution. After working so hard to get her
reward, it seemed almost unbelievable that her husband would
refuse the child anything.
"No, it's not that," the man replied.
"Then what is it?" asked Mary, as she settled herself on the
bed, next to her handsome husband, and their precocious child.
"She wants me to teach her about sex!" the man exploded.
"How to make babies and everything."
"So, what's the matter with that? Besides, I thought she
already knew where babies came from."
"You don't understand. She want's me to physically SHOW
her. Put my penis in her vagina, squirt sperm in her womb, and
actually TRY to get her pregnant!" The man was almost sobbing.
"Well then, do it," the woman calmly replied.
"Huh?"
"I said do it."
"But. But." Dan was so astonished, he couldn't get out
another word.
"Dear, if she wants to, she's going to. If not with you,
then with someone else. Besides, I think it's kind'a cute,
wanting you to do it to her. And you did promise."
"But if anybody found out . . ."
"Nobody's going to find out. Who's going to tell? You? I
don't think so. I'm sure not going to tell anybody. Suzy?"
It took the little girl a second to realize that she was
being addressed. "Oh no. I'd never tell anybody," she breathed.
"Not even your best friend? Not even Cindy?"
"No." The child was sure.
"What about Jeremy, or June?" Mary was referring to their
older two children.
"Not if you don't want me to," the girl whispered.
"But what if she gets pregnant?" The man made a last-ditch
try for sanity.
"You can always use a rubber," the woman pointed out.
At this the little girl got upset. "NO!" she said. "I want
to feel the real thing!" she said. "Besides, you promised!"
"Well, you could always pull out. And besides, I think
she's to young to get pregnant anyway."
With this reminder of the youth of his child he looked at
her again. Slim. Just barely budding breasts. He looked down
at the nightie she had worn when she came to him, and had since
taken off. Thin white panties. Hairless little slit underneath,
now slightly puffed with excitement. He made one last try. "I
thought you'd get mad at me if I even suggested such a thing."
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Mary smiled. It was a loving smile. "Oh honey, I love you.
I love her. You love her. She loves you. Why should I get mad
at that. Besides, there's something about me you don't know.
I've never told you before, but my father was my first man, so I
don't see what's so wrong with you and Suzy."
Dan stared at his lovely wife. Short and sensual, Mary was
brunette, with a body that stopped traffic. Right now, with one
gorgeous tit hanging free of the negligee, which didn't cover
much anyway, she looked like a wet-dream come true. He had never
really understood how he had been so lucky as to get a woman like
her. Now he realized he never really knew her at all.
"Your father?" he blurted.
"Yep. We started when I was 11. He got me pregnant for the
first time when I was 12," Mary stated matter-of-factly.
"The first time?" Dan choked.
"Yeah, well I lost it," Mary said, as a sad look passed over
her face. "So we kept trying till I had April."
"April. But I thought . . ." Dan's voice trailed off.
"Yeh, I know, you thought she was my younger sister. And
she was. But she was also my daughter. Mom and dad raised her
along with the rest of the brood."
"But what about your mother?" Dan asked desperately, trying
to figure things out.
"Mom?" she replied. "Who do you think took me into see
Daddy when she caught me playing with myself? Mom started it.
Mom always felt that a man could never share the maximum possible
love with his daughter, until he had ejaculated his sperm into
his own little girl's belly, while the child was trying to get
pregnant. Now I don't quite buy that, but carrying your own
father's baby inside your womb, does create a bond between girl
and her father that just isn't possible any other way, so I can
sympathize with Suzy's request."
Suzy had been following the conversation with interest.
Wow! She was finding things out about her parents that she never
imagined. Her mother especially.
"What about me?" she asked, "Can Daddy fuck me?"
Dan looked over at his wife's amused face. His face turned
red. He started to say something, then stopped. Finally he
relaxed. "OK honey, if that's what you really want for your
reward, I guess that's what you'll get. Since your mother
doesn't seem to object."
"Oh goody Daddy, can we do it right now?"
"Right now?"
"Yes right now! I'm so excited I could just melt. Please
Daddy?" this was said in a little-girl voice that caused him to
shiver. He never could refuse the child something when she
talked like that.
"OK honey, If you're sure."
"Daddy, I've been sure for the last year. Why do you think
I worked so hard."
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"I'll be in the other room," Mary said. "I'll leave you two
lovebirds to be alone."
"Don't go Mommy," said Suzy. "I love you too. You can
watch us. Please? Then I can watch you and Dad afterwards."
Mary felt as if she had been dipped in boiling water, her
skin got so hot. Her daughter wanted her to watch. And wanted
to watch her! The talk had already gotten her so hot she had
been about to go finger herself off. This revelation by her
daughter was the last straw for the hot-blooded woman. For the
first time in her life, she climaxed without a finger on her or
in her.
"Woooogh!" she gasped as she slipped to the floor, clutching
at her pubic area with one hand, while the other grabbed her
breast. "UunnnGH" Spasms wracked her body for several seconds.
"Mommy. MOMMY! What's wrong?" The worried face of Suzy
appeared in her vision. "Are you OK?"
"Whew. I'm fine honey. In fact, I'm feeling just great.
You just made me feel so good; I love you darling."
"I love you too Mommy." Suzy was slightly confused, but if
her mother was all right, then she wanted to get back to her
business with her father.
"C'mon Daddy, do it to me. Teach me how to make a baby."
Dan had to chuckle. She certainly knew what she wanted.
"Well Suzy, you know some of this. For example, you know
that this is your vagina." He pulled down the little girl's
panties, and for the first time, he reached out and touched his
little girl's slit.
"Oh yes Daddy. Is that where you put your penis in me?"
"When you're ready dear. Let me feel."
Dan rubbed his finger in the child's slit. Slowly he worked
the tip of his finger into the girl's hole. She was definitely
wet and ready.
"Oh Daddy, That feel's so good."
"Shhh," he hushed her, as he worked his finger in deeper.
He could feel the child's vagina sucking at his finger as it
vanished up to the second knuckle. "Daddy'll make you feel even
better." He started to push his finger in and out as Suzy
started to push her hips up off the bed. "See, A man's penis
goes in here, just like this, and then . . ." He was interrupted
by a loud "Ow!" as his finger struck an obstruction in her
vagina.
"Ow, Daddy, what's that? It hurt."
"That's your hymen. Your virginity. Or as some people say
'Your cherry,'" he replied. "When a man's penis tears it, and
goes all the way up into your vagina, then you are no longer
considered a virgin. It's a little strip of skin that separates
the front of the vagina from the back, and prevents a man from
fully entering you without breaking it."
"But doesn't that hurt?" She looked worried.
"A little, but most women seem to think it's worth it for
the additional sensation it brings when a man puts his penis all
the way up inside her," Dan soothed the child. "We don't have to
do that if you don't want to."
"I want to Dad, It's just that I'm scared."
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"We'll see," he replied, as he continued working his finger
in and out. In the mean time, his other hand was fondling her
budding breast. "Do you like this, what we're doing now?"
"O yes Daddy it's feeling better and better. Do you like my
body?"
He looked down at her little frame. Flat little belly,
budding breasts, slippery little mound that had swallowed up half
his finger, and angelic little face, looking up at him anxiously.
"Yes dear, I love your little body. It's beautiful."
Her father liked her body. He thought she was beautiful.
That thought made Suzy shiver all over. In a minute, he was
going to put his penis into her body, and teach her how to make a
baby. "Daddy, I love you."
"I love you too."
"Daddy, Aren't you going to get undressed?"
That was too much for Dan. He looked down at the nearly
naked body of his child, so sweet and virginal, yet so ready.
Then he looked down at himself. Fully dressed, yet with a hard-
on that bulged at his groin that threatened to split his pants.
The contrast was too much. He started to howl with laughter.
Mary, who had been watching the seduction (Of whom, she wasn't
sure.) with interest, started to giggle.
"Well, you're certainly not going to get the kid pregnant
with your clothes on, are you?" she snickered.
Dan reached for his belt, started to loosen it, then
stopped, as an idea occurred to him. "You do it," he said.
"Huh?" Suzy gaped at him.
"You do it. It's your lesson. If you want to see me naked,
you undress me."
"Wow, can I Daddy?" Without waiting for a reply, the little
girl began yanking at her fathers pants.
"It helps if you unbuckle the belt first," Mary's calm
advice from across the room slowed Suzy's mad yanking.
Blushing, Suzy stopped pulling at his pants, and reached for
his belt.
"Take my shoes off first," Dan suggested.
Suzy was getting quite a lesson in undressing a man as she
first pulled off his shoes and socks, then his pants, and reached
for his shorts, which were bulging ominously.
"Uh Uh," he said. "Shirt first. Otherwise, you might never
get it off."
Suzy's fingers tingled where she had touched his bare skin.
Barely able to contain her excitement, she reached for her
father's sweater and T-shirt, and pulled them off, over his head.
Now Dan was almost naked. The little girl shivered with
excitement, as she reached for the final article of clothing.
As her father's underpants dropped to his knees, Suzy got
her first glimpse of the huge penis that had been responsible for
her birth. She gasped, as she saw the thing she had been working
so hard to get access to. It was over nine inches long, and
almost an inch and a half thick. To Suzy, as she looked at the
swollen prick pointing obscenely at her flat little belly, with
pre-cum leaking out of the end, it seemed as big as her arm.
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"Oh Daddy, It's so big. Is all that supposed to go up
inside me?" She seemed a little scared.
"Only as much as you want," he replied.
"O Daddy, I want it all! I just don't see how it'll fit,"
she exclaimed.
"We'll just see how it goes. OK?" he reassured his
trembling child.
"OK Daddy, Can I touch it?" she asked, as she reached for
the 9 inch prick pointed at her flat stomach.
Her soft little fingers were too much for the overexcited
man as she wrapped the cool soft digits around his steel-hard
shaft.
"Oh Shit!" he exclaimed, as he began spouting sperm all over
his little baby girl. It squirted onto her budding little
breasts, splattered down her flat little tummy, and dribbled into
the slit between her legs.
"Oh, Wow Daddy. Does that feel good?" Suzy cooed, as she
milked his erupting cock with her now sperm-slick hand. "C'mon
Daddy, shoot it all. Don't hold back."
Dan couldn't believe his little girl could be so sexy.
"Wow Daddy, is this the stuff that makes babies?" she asked.
"When it goes up in a woman's vagina," he replied.
"You mean like this?" she asked innocently, as she leaned
back on the bed with her legs apart, grabbed his still oozing
penis with her slippery little hand, and forced the bulging head
into the open slit of her sperm-covered crack.
Dan couldn't help himself. His cock-head was squeezed by a
tight ring that pulsed around it. His prick spasmed again, and
shot a torrent of sperm into the surprised child.
"Mmmmmm, Daddy. That feels neat. Shoot that stuff in me.
C'mon Daddy, Make a baby in little Suzy," the tiny girl babbled
obscenely, as her father's warm seed filled her vagina. She
tried to push his spewing cock farther up in her tightly
stretched little hole, but it wouldn't go.
Dan's cock started to deflate a little as guilt overtook
him. Here he was with his cock almost buried in his youngest
child's vagina, and he had already ejaculated his hazardous sperm
right into the little girl's belly. But his daughter wasn't
finished with him yet.
"Daddy, that's not fair. You said you'd show me it all.
You didn't put it up inside me like you promised," Suzy
complained, as she fisted her father's slightly shrunken cock.
The feeling of his little girl's slippery hand (Slippery
with his semen!) massaging his cock, while the child begged him
to stick his penis in her tiny unused hole, got the better of the
man. His cock once more rose to attention.
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"Daddy, It's getting hard again."
"Uh Huh," he replied. Further words were hard to put
together.
"Are you going to fuck me now?" The little girl's question
decided him.
"Yeah honey, we're going to try. Here. Rub cum all over my
prick, and get it real slippery."
Suzy grabbed a gob of cum leaking from the tip of his
engorged cock, and smeared it all over. The sensations were
almost enough to make Dan cum again, but he managed to stop in
time. "Now rub some all over your vagina," he instructed. "We
want to make it easy for me to get into you."
Watching Suzy spread her father's sperm all over the pouting
lips of her vagina and then pushing some up inside was too much
for Mary who had been quietly fingering herself in the corner.
She climaxed violently again. "Mmmmmmph," she said, trying not
to distract her husband and daughter who were just about to
consum mate their union.
At that moment however, an earthquake would have had a hard
time distracting the two on the bed, as Dan slowly approached his
daughter, and pushed the head of his cock at her tiny little
hole.
"Daddy! It's too big! It won't go in," sobbed the little
girl as they both strained together. Dan felt the ring of muscle
at the entrance to her vagina surround the head of his cock, but
it seemed no matter how hard they pushed, her muscles wouldn't
expand enough to let him in.
"I guess we'll have to quit," Dan said reluctantly. "I
don't want to hurt you."
"No Daddy, I've just got to have it. Push harder. Please!"
They both pushed, but nothing seemed to happen. Suzy was
almost getting hysterical. "Please Daddy!!!"
"Wait a minute," Dan said, "I've got an idea."
He withdrew his penis, and then wrapped his fist around the
head, and started to squeeze.
"What are you doing Daddy?"
"Squeezing the blood out of the head of my penis, so it'll
be smaller, and might go in then," he explained, as he maintained
the pressure for a minute.
He then released his grip, grabbed a dollop of cum from his
daughter's belly, smeared it over the head, and pushed the now
reduced head of his cock into her small hole with almost one
motion.
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The woman watched, as her husband's prick slowly stretched
the child's opening.
"Uhhnnn!" said both of the people on the bed.
It seemed that the giant prick couldn't possibly get into
the tiny hole, but it slowly stretched, and the head bulged
dangerously as the knob slipped inside with a slight pop.
"Oh Daddy, It's going in!" the little girl said, as she
squirmed excitedly on the bed.
"Careful Honey, or you'll make me cum," the man cautioned,
as he felt his daughter's tight little slit clamp down on his
engorged cock. "I don't want to get you pregnant."
"I don't mind, I want your baby in me," came the whispered
response.
This was almost too much for the man. With the head of his
cock sticking just inside the lips of his own child's vagina, she
was telling him, "She didn't mind." if he got her pregnant. He
looked over at his watching wife.
Mary was too caught up in the sensuality of the moment. Her
own pussy felt like it was going to boil. If she didn't see her
husband cumming in their little girl, she thought she would
explode. She caught his eye, and nodded. If their daughter
wanted to get pregnant by her own father, who was she to object?
"You're a little young yet, Honey," Dan said, as he felt a
second inch of his engorged penis disappear into his tiny little
daughter's obscenely stretched little slit, "I don't think you're
body is ready to have a baby yet. After all, you're only 10
years old."
"I had a period last week," Suzy whimpered; as third inch of
her father's cock forced its way up into her virginal young
belly.
This was too much for Dan. The thoughts, his little girl
was possibly fertile, and actually wanted to have his baby, were
too exciting. "UHhhhhnn! Oh Shit!" the man exclaimed, as his
prick exploded in the child's tightly stretched little belly.
Suzy felt her father's cock expand in her belly and then
suddenly felt slick, as his warm slippery sperm squirted against
her unbroken hymen. "Oh Daddy what are. . .?" She stopped, as
she realized that her father was climaxing inside her belly.
"Oh, that's it. Cum in me!" she exclaimed, as the soothing warm
liquid filled her obscenely stretched little tunnel, "Cum in my
pussy Daddy. Shoot the stuff that makes babies up inside me.
Make me have a baby. Don't stop. Please Daddy!"
Dan couldn't have pulled his erupting penis out of his
climaxing little girl if he had wanted to. His cock was now
tightly gripped by the ring of his daughter's vaginal muscles, as
she spasmed with him. Squirt after squirt of thick slippery
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