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Teaching the kids
An Erotic Story
When I found my three sons getting involved sexually, I
decided it was time to step in, before they became permanently
fixated on male-male sex. I wanted grandchildren, and I didn't
want the boys to grow up homosexual; leaving me without any. Not
that I've got anything against homosexuality, and I would still
have the girls to fall back on. It's just that my big sister had
a similar chance with five kids, and even with three of them
married, she's only got one grandkid, and that's all it looks as
if she'll ever have. And while Jennifer is the sweetest little
8-year-old you ever did see, I wanted LOTS of grandchildren to
love.
"Marcia! Jessica!" I yelled, "Get your butts in here!
Now!"
My three sons looked up in shock, from where Joseph (my
oldest, at 15) was sucking off their little brother Mike, while
Brian watched. At 11, the smaller boy wasn't much smaller than
his big brothers. . . At least, in the part of the anatomy that
counts. <Grin.> The only one of the three whose prick wasn't
visible, was Joe's, as Brian had been slowly jacking-off, while
watching his siblings in their sex-play, before getting into it
himself.
My reminiscing on the relative sizes of my son's peters was
broken by the arrival of my two nubile young daughters. Marcia
was the very image of a budding teenager, in her white shorts and
halter; while her little sister Jessica was just beginning to
show the promise of the woman developing under the little-girl
body. Where Marcia had nicely rounded hips, a full rear, and
smoothly rounded bumps on her chest, Jessica still had boyish
hips, and only a hint of the breasts that would soon be
developing under her tank-top. Even so, she was already a real
woman in the way that counts most, as I had started her on her
own supply of sanitary-napkins over 4 months earlier. Yes, it
was definitely time.
The two girls didn't seem to be all that shocked at seeing
their brothers undressed. (By this time, it was no longer
obvious what the boys had been doing, as all three erections had
wilted at my calling their sisters into the room. I guess all
three boys figured they were going to get punished for "playing
around," and their sisters had just been called into the room to
witness their punishment. Only punishment was the last thing I
had on my mind. I knew better. If I punished the boys for a
little homosexual escapade like this, I might warp their
sexuality forever. At worst, I could actually DRIVE them into
the gay lifestyle, as they tried to hide it from me, and then did
it in secret. At best, I would just make it difficult for them
to enjoy sex. I wanted my boys to enjoy sex.
Thankfully, there was another way to redirect their sexual
energy.
"I see it's time you kids all learned about sex," I said
firmly. "So, I'm going to start sex-education-class right here."
1
All five kids looked at me in amazement. "So let's get
started," I said. "Marcia, you and Jessica get undressed, just
like your brothers are."
"What!" objected my eldest daughter. "But Daddy! I can't
get undressed in front of my own brothers!"
"They're undressed in front of you," I pointed out.
"Besides, we're ALL getting undressed, so don't feel that you are
being singled out." With this, I started taking off MY clothes,
and gave my daughters a glare that brooked no arguments. "I'm
going to teach you kids about sex, and how babies are made, so
you'll know what to do whenever you get the chance."
"Bud Dad," objected Joseph, "we already know all that stuff.
Or at least I do."
"Oh?" I asked, "is that so? How many of your girlfriends
are pregnant?" (This was a deliberately low-blow, as I knew that
NONE of the boys had any girlfriends at the present time. Why
else would they have been playing with each other instead of
girls, if they had been getting in those girls' panties?)
"Uh, well. . . I don't. . ."
"Uhuh," I interrupted. "I thought so. So you don't know.
Well, I'm going to show you all about sex, and how babies are
made, and see to it that you all get some practice doing just
that."
"But Daddy! You don't mean you want me to. . ." Marcia
objected.
"Yes," I said firmly, "I do. Now get your ass up there on
the bed, and take your clothes off. How are you going to learn
about sex, If you're still dressed?"
"But Daddy! I already know how," she objected; blushing.
"Oh?" I said; not knowing if I was disappointed, or happy to
learn that my eldest daughter wasn't a virgin. "Then you're
already pregnant?" I asked, hopefully. Maybe things were going
better than I figured.
"Well. . . No, but I. . ."
"Then you don't really know all about sex, do you?" I said.
"But, but," sputtered Marcia.
"No 'Buts,'" I said, "You sound like a motorboat. It's time
you girls learned about sex, and how babies are made, the proper
way. . . By doing it. Now get undressed." I kept my voice
level, and glared at my daughter; daring her to argue with me.
Well, since their mother died, leaving me to raise five kids all
alone, none of them had ever won an argument with me. This was
the first chance they had to do so in years, but I wasn't going
to tell them that. Their mother and I had greatly enjoyed sex
and having babies; producing them as fast as we could. All five
of the children having birthdays within a month of each other;
making August a hectic time around our house. Still, just
because their parents felt this way about sex and babies, didn't
mean our children would. If either of the girls (or the boys
either, for that matter,) REALLY objected to having sex with me
or her brothers, then I would only push them so far. I was NOT
going to rape my own daughters; nor was I going to allow any of
the kids to rape each other.
2
Thankfully, the question never came up again. Both girls
looked at me, looked at each other, shrugged, and started getting
undressed. So did I.
In less than two minutes, the whole family was as naked as
the day we were born, and I motioned for the boys to gather
around the two girls who were sitting on the bed, where I had
told them to go.
"Now sex really isn't all that complicated," I said;
motioning Marcia to lie back on the bed, so her three brothers
could get a good look. "Basically, a man pushes his penis into a
girl's vagina until he climaxes; and then if they're lucky, and
the timing is right, she gets pregnant. I'm sure you all know
this." (Nods from everybody except Mike and Jessica. Mike was
staring with awe, while Jessica was wide-eyed with innocent
amazement.)
"However," I said, "there are certain things I'm sure you
don't know. . . So I'm going to show you. Afterwards, you'll
each get your turn to practice what I showed you. OK?"
Marcia's eyes got rather large, at the implication of what
the 'practice' was going to be, but she didn't object. By this
time, I think she was just trying to figure out how far I was
going to go. All the way, as it turned out.
Since she had already lost her virginity, I guess she was
even a little excited by the chance to get some more sex in,
without having to sneak around like she so obviously had before.
"First," I said, "you need lubrication. Each of you run
your finger sideways across your belly." Five sets of fingers
followed my example.
"Feel how the skin drags against your finger?" I asked.
"Well, it's even worse for a man's penis, when it tries to slide
in a girl, right here."
I reached down and just barely touched Marcia's inviting
little slit.
"Now there are several things you can do about this," I
continued. "First, Mike go into the bathroom, and get the blue
and white tube in the middle right-hand drawer under the sink."
There was about a minute's delay, then my youngest son
returned with the KY.
"This," I said, "is a lubricant. KY jelly works best, but
you can use Vaseline, or lard, or even butter. Don't use oil."
I demonstrated by slicking my finger up, then made fucking
motions in my curled-up hand, as if it was a vagina, and I was
fucking it with my finger. "Each of you try it," I instructed.
Shortly everyone had slippery hands, before I had Joe go get
some towels, and we all wiped up. "See," I said, "KY was made to
allow sex to work out easier, when for one reason or another,
there isn't enough natural lubrication. It's also a great help
in masturbation." From the guilty looks shared by the three
boys, I knew why the tube was 3/4 empty, even though I had bought
a new one the week before. As if I hadn't already figured that
out.
"As I implied," I said, "natural lubrication is much better.
When a girl gets excited by the prospect of sex, she lubricates
inside her vagina, like this," I said, sliding a finger into my
daughter's hole as a demonstration.
3
I was right. Marcia's hole WAS hot and tight and slick
inside. My little girl WAS getting excited. "See," I said,
while the other kids watched closely.
"Even with this, your sister's vagina still clings to my
finger," I said. "So it might be a little uncomfortable, if I
tried sliding something bigger into her, like my cock." Marcia's
eyes widened at this. I think this was the first time she truly
believed that I WAS going to actually fuck her. A gush of
wetness around my finger confirmed my assessment.
"As I said," I said, "natural lubrication is best. Your
sister is almost lubricated enough right now. But what if she
needed more? Thankfully, you can help yourselves." I paused and
looked around. All five kids were gazing at me raptly. Nobody
was ducking out of THIS class.
"When a man gets sexually excited," I continued, "he starts
producing a lubricant too. It's actually BETTER than that
produced by the woman, and better even than KY, but it has three
drawbacks."
"What's that, Daddy?" Jessie's sweet voice showed me that my
little girl was paying attention too.
"Well, first," I said, "it takes a man longer to produce
this lubrication. Sometimes he's almost ready to 'cum' inside
the woman, before he does."
I caught my breath, and continued, "Second he doesn't
produce as much as the woman does, and finally, it comes out the
hole in the middle of his prick, instead of being where it's
needed most, around the outside. That's why it's better to get
the woman excited first, so she lubricates. Besides, if a man
works to get the woman excited, usually he gets fairly excited
himself."
"Uh. . . How does a man get the woman excited?"
"Well, usually," I said, "if you manage to get the woman to
take off her panties, then she's usually fairly excited already."
I grinned. The three boys grinned back at me. "However," I
continued, "if she's not, then the easiest way I know of, is to
lick her."
"Lick her?"
"Down THERE?"
"That's NASTY!"
"No it's not," I said. "It's really very nice. Here
Jessica, since your big sister is probably excited too much
already, I'll demonstrate on you. Here. . . Get up here, and
spread your legs a little."
I lowered my head to the little girl's inviting little slit,
and stuck my tongue inside her. Jessica jerked and objected the
first time my tongue touched her hole.
"ME, Daddy?" she objected, "But I. . . Oh DADDY, that's
nasty! That's where I PEE out of. Oh Daddy. Oh. Oh Daddy, it
feels good. Oh Daddy. Oh. Oh. Ooooh. Oh Daddy, Don't stop?!"
The taste of my little girl's slippery little slit was
intoxicating. Before I knew it, a flood of little-girl-cum was
washing against my taste-buds, and my daughter was shivering and
pushing her tiny little crack up against my face. Regretfully I
had to stop, before she came and things ended too quickly. Time
enough for her to get off, when the "proper" time came.
4
"Sorry," I said, "but you were getting too close. The point
was to get you excited, not to make you climax. You can do that
later, when we get to that part." Jessica just lay there,
frustrated, and trying to catch her breath.
"Now back to your big sister," I said. If anything, Marcia
was even MORE excited now than before, after watching me eat out
her little sister. I motioned the little girl out of the way,
while I spread my eldest daughter's legs, and kneeled between
them.
"Now, as you can see," I said; holding my prick up near my
daughter's waiting young vagina, "there's already a drop or two
of lubrication dripping from the end of my prick." A second
clear drop of seminal fluid appeared at the tip of my prick;
following the one that had already dripped on the bedspread.
"So," I explained, "you rub it around the woman's vagina,
until you're both slippery, and then you push it up inside her."
With these words, I did just that. Yes, I fucked my own
daughter.
There was a collective gasp, (one from me too, I'm sure,) as
my thick prick slid into my little girl's tight little slit. A
tight ring fit over the head of my prick; then with a little
pressure on my part, half my cock slid into the little teenager.
Barely able to keep from splattering the little girl's slit
full of incestuous sperm before I got all the way inside her, I
still tried to do my best in continuing the "education" of the
rest of the family.
"Sometimes you have to work it in and out a few times,
before the lubrication gets spread around enough for you to get
all the way inside her," I barely managed to groan. "But as I'm
sure you all can guess, the end result is worth it, as it feels
good, when you do."
Boy! Was THAT ever the understatement of the year.
Marcia was looking down in amazement, at where her own
father's thick prick had vanished to the hilt inside her
obscenely spread cunny-lips.
As for me, it was only the tremendous relief that I felt,
knowing that my little girl really WASN'T a virgin, and I hadn't
hurt her by slipping eight inches of fatherly prick up inside her
belly, that kept me from splattering the little girl's womb full
of incestuous baby-making cum, the moment I got the whole thing
inside her. (Of course, if I had hurt her by taking her
virginity, like I had been scared of doing, then I probably
wouldn't have been able to fuck her at all; as the thought of
hurting my little girl, would have been enough to make my prick
melt like an overheated marshmallow.)
By now, six pairs of eyes were glued to the spot where my
thick prick had vanished into the little girl's body.
"Once you have your prick all the way up inside the girl," I
said, continuing my "instructions", "You slide it in and out. If
done properly, this will feel good to both of you." I don't know
for sure about Marcia, though she seemed to have no complaints,
as her breath was coming in short little pants; but it sure felt
good to ME.
5
"After you do this enough times," I said, panting myself,
"the stimulation will become great enough, that your prick will
squirt a thick gooey white liquid inside the woman. . . Just
like. . . like. . . this!"
With that, I did it. Yes, I came inside my little girl;
squirting thick white curds of incestuous sperm directly into the
fertile young womb of the child I had created almost 14 years
before, by squirting that same sperm in her mother's womb. God,
did that feel good; breeding my own daughter. I barely managed
to continue my instructions.
"That white stuff," I grunted, barely able to speak, "is the
stuff that makes babies in little girls, if they're not careful.
If you're both lucky, and it's the right time of month, then you
might actually get the girl pregnant." "Your sister's period was
just a little over a week ago," I panted, as I left one last
healthy squirt of semen splashing against my daughter's womb, "so
there's not much chance yet, but hopefully you'll all have a
better chance, in about a week or so." I collapsed on top of
Marcia; just as her tight little vagina began fluttering around
my wilting prick. I guess the incredibly dangerous/exciting
thought of getting pregnant by her own father was enough to
trigger my daughter's orgasm as well. Only it was too late.
My wilting prick slid out of the little girl, bringing tears
of frustration from her. "Oh Daddy. Oh Daddy," she moaned,
"Please don't stop now."
Only I already had. Still, the solution to Marcia's problem
was "right to hand" so to speak. After all, wasn't this what the
whole lesson was all about?
"Well?" I said, glaring at my eldest son, "What are you
waiting for Joe? Do you need an engraved invitation? Your
little sister needs you."
I moved off the bed, and motioned the older boy on.
At first, the 16-year-old was almost astounded by the idea
that I wanted him to fuck his own sister. Then the boy's natural
horniness caught up with him. Two seconds later, I watched as my
eldest son's thick prick vanished into his little sister's belly,
on a film of the pre-cum and sperm I had already left inside her.
The rest of the family just watched in amazement.
Joe lasted barely longer than I had, before pumping his
little sister's tight little slit full of his incestuous seed.
His prick was almost as big as mine was though, so he had barely
started, before Marcia began bucking and groaning underneath him,
as she reached her (for her) long-awaited climax.
By the time the older boy had finished squirting his sister
full of cum, the little girl was cumming almost continuously;
shaking and jerking under her big brother, until he finally
pulled out, and was replaced by his younger brother. A thick
white drool of semen oozed out of the child's slit, but this was
only visible for a second or two, as Brian replaced his big
brother with barely a moment's pause, while their little brother
watched and waited for his turn; slowly stroking his prick to
remain erect, while he watched his older siblings get it on.
"You've got to squirt your sperm as far up inside your
little sister as you can," I instructed the boy, "if you really
want to try and get her pregnant like she should be."
6
My obscene comment must have been extremely exciting to both
children. I had no sooner said it, than Marcia was moaning and
groaning through yet another massive orgasm almost immediately,
while her big brother followed my instructions and jammed his
prick as far up in the little girl's belly as he could, and let
go inside her with yet another thick wad of incestuous cum. By
now, my daughter's uterus must have been almost swimming in her
brothers' sperm. Brian jerked three or four times; trying to
plant as much of his potent seed as far up in his little sister's
womb as he could.
Two minutes later, his prick also finally gave out, and he
slid out of the child to be replaced by their little brother
Mike. Once I knew that all three boys were no longer virgins, I
heaved a sigh of relief. After experiencing real sex, with their
bare quivering pricks squirting thick incestuous cum in their own
sister's tight little belly, I knew that all three boys would try
to repeat this as often as they could in the future. With any
luck, I would be a grandfather within a year. . . Especially, if
the boys all liked squirting their sperm inside a girl's tight
little hole well enough to try it with OTHER girls, besides their
own sister. Still, I decided I'd better not take any chances.
"From now on," I said to them, "I want all three of you boys
to practice making a baby in your sister as often as you can,
until you get it right." (God, what a line! It was all I could
do to keep from giggling; but I kept a straight face, as I
figured the boys were too young to even imagine this being a line
from a wet-dream sex-story.) "Marcia," I said to the madly
humping little girl now rutting frantically with her little
brother, "I want you to tell me, if each of your brother's
doesn't help you practice making a baby, at least once a day. . .
OK?"
"OK Daddy," came the response. Marcia was so carried away
with fucking her own brother; trying valiantly to extract every
precious drop of sperm the little boy had in him, that I think
she would have agreed to having her head chopped off, as long as
her little brother kept on shoving his swollen little peter in
and out of her tight little hole.
"If you want," I added, "I'll do my best to see you get
pregnant whenever I can, as well. Would you like that?"
"Oh. OH! Oh Daddy!" I took Marcia's involuntary climax
around her little brother's prick as a, "Yes." I guess the
thought of getting pregnant by her own father was just too
exciting for the little teenager.
Finally, her gasping, grunting, and squeezing got to be too
much, even for Mike. Although he had lasted almost twice as long
as either of his brothers, eventually the squeezing hot sweet
hole of his sexy big sister took its toll on the little boy and
he too began adding his incestuous sperm to the millions already
planted in the little girl's sexy young belly by his older
brothers; that were already wriggling their way up inside the
teenager's womb; searching for her ripening eggs.
As they rolled apart, I looked in satisfaction at my well-
fucked little girl. Her sparse pubic hair was matted with cum,
and her breath came in gasps, but I could tell she was far from
spent yet.
7
Just knowing that my seed, and that of all three of the
little girl's brothers was soaking into the child's womb, was
almost unbelievably exciting.
For this reason, I motioned to her older brother, who was
standing by, idly stroking his prick, to start all over again.
"From now on," I told them, "I don't want to see ANY of you boys
'wasting' your sperm in your hands, as long as you have at least
one healthy sister in the same house."
Jessica shivered at the implications. "Does that mean me
too, Daddy?" she asked.
"Oh," I said in response, "that's right. It's about time
you learned how to make a baby too. I guess it wouldn't be fair
for you to have to watch your big sister get pregnant, without
getting to do it yourself. As you can see from watching Marcia,
it's not all that hard to do, and can even be quite enjoyable.
So get up there on the bed, and I'll show you how it's done; at
least for your first time."
Enjoyable? By now the little girl's big sister was in
constant throes of ecstasy, as she reached climax after climax
with her big brother. Being the second time for him, Joe was
able to slide his big prick in and out of the little girl for a
long time, before once again filling the child's fertile young
womb with his seed. Watching and waiting for their turns, were
both younger boys.
You might think I would be concerned for my daughter,
getting gang-fucked by her three horny brothers like this; but I
was pretty sure the 13-year-old would be able to fuck all three
of her brothers under the table, and probably be ready for
repeats from me, when they finished. But I had another job to
do, first.
"Well?" I prompted, motioning again to my youngest child to
move up on the bed, so that we could get started. Jessica seemed
to be fascinated by her older siblings rutting frantically on the
bed, like a bird is fascinated by a snake.
"But Daddy," she started.
"Shhhh," I calmed her. "It's OK. You don't have to
worry. . .Daddy'll get you pregnant, just like your big sister.
I know you're a virgin; so I'll take it real easy. . . Just let
me slide up here. . ."
"But. . . but," she said.
"Easy," I said, "this won't take a minute. My prick is
already slippery from cumming inside your big sister, and I know
you're already wet inside from watching them."
This was no lie. As my prick spread the plump lips of her
bare pussy, the hot wet heat inside my sexy young daughter seemed
to almost suck me right up inside her. I guess watching her
older brothers mate with her big sister had gotten the little
girl extremely aroused. I knew that by now, the child probably
couldn't think of anything except how good it would feel to have
her OWN tight little cunny being squirted full of incestuous cum,
just like her big sister's was. I figured I'd better hurry up,
before the little girl almost died of horniness.
8
"But DaddeeeEEEEK!" said Jessica. I guess my splitting her
'cherry' had taken her by surprise. I figured it was better to
break it quickly, rather than have her hurt for a long period of
time. Sometimes this works out well, and sometimes it doesn't.
This time it had. . . Or at least, her hurt seemed to end
quickly. Slowly I began stroking in and out of the little girl;
trying to take it easy on her, and at the same time wanting her
to feel the good parts of sex as soon as possible.
I guess it worked somewhat, because after a few strokes,
Jessie wrapped her legs around me, and started fucking back.
"See," I said, enjoying the incredibly tight feel of my sexy
little 10-year-old daughter's virginal young hole squeezing on my
swollen prick. "I told you it would feel good, didn't I? Now
work with me Honey, and Daddy will help make a baby in that cute
little tummy of yours, just like your big sister is doing."
"But Daddy," said Jessica, tears running down her cheeks, "I
don't WANT to have a baby." In spite of her objections, the
little girl kept working her hips back and forth against me;
trying to strip my prick of each precious drop of incestuous cum,
no matter how she felt about getting pregnant.
"Oh shit," I said; my prick wilting. "I'd better pull out."
"Don't be silly, Daddy," sniffled Jessie. "You already had
cum on your prick when you put it inside me, and it's been
leaking stuff in my vagina for the last 10 minutes. If I'm going
to get pregnant tonight, I probably already am. I know you like
the idea, so we might as well enjoy it while we can. Besides,
it's starting to feel good. Please Daddy? I want to feel it at
least once, while I can."
What could I say? "You're sure?" I asked. Jessica just
wrapped both legs around me in imitation of what her big sister
was doing to her older brother. By now, Brian had taken Joe's
place for the second time, and was almost ready to reach his
second orgasm of the night in his little sister's belly.
Jessica ignored her two older siblings, and fucked back at
me. So, I fucked her. It took a lot longer for me to get off,
even though she was hotter, wetter, and MUCH tighter than her big
sister had been. I guess that having gotten off in one daughter,
I was enough satisfied that I wouldn't blow my cool the moment I
stuck my big prick in the other one. Jessie and I settled down
to a nice long time of being mated to each other, before I
finally lost it, and filled the little girl's womb with my seed.
After sliding in and out for almost ten minutes, the sucking
heat and tightness of my little girl's ten-year-old body got to
be too much. By that time, her tight little hole was clamping
rhythmically on my prick in a manner that few men would be able
to resist, and I had no intention of even trying to.
"Oh God Honey! Here it comes," I said; jamming my prick to
the hilt in my daughter's 10-year-old body. "Feel it? Daddy's
cumming in his little girl. I want you to see if you can feel
this Jessie. Daddy's squirting the thick white stuff that makes
babies, right up inside you, where it belongs. Oh Jessie, I'm
doing it. . . I'm getting my own little girl pregnant. That's it
Honey, squeeze your daddy's prick, just like that. Daddy's going
to plant a baby in that cute little belly of yours. Oh! do that
one more time. . . OH Jesus."
9
With each "Oh," my prick jerked, as my body sent yet another
thick white *spurt* of incestuous sperm jetting against my
youngest daughter's fertile young womb. Each time it did, I
jerked myself; trying to force my spasming cock as far up in the
little girl as I could, so my seed would be planted as deep in
the child's womb as possible.
Surprisingly, Jessica was working just as hard as I was;
jamming her little crotch up to meet the mighty thrusts of my
prick, each time she felt me spew another thick wad of cum inside
her. I guess, that no matter what SHE felt, her body wanted to
feel my baby growing inside her, almost as much as I wanted to
put it there. Even her mind seemed to agree; as the thought of
getting pregnant by her own father was a fantasy that seemed to
both frighten and excite her.
"Oh Daddy," she moaned, "Do it. Cum in me Daddy. I want to
feel your stuff squirting inside me. . . Oh Daddy. . . Oh Darn,
why can't I FEEL it?"
I didn't have the heart to tell my daughter, that most women
just CAN'T feel it when a man comes inside her, though some claim
to. Cum, (being body-temperature) is just another fluid inside
the body, and isn't hard enough to make an impression inside,
where there are few nerve-endings.
For almost a minute, we strained at each other, until I had
left every drop of incestuous cum I had in the little girl. It
was only afterward, when (with some regret) I pulled out of her,
and saw the thick white drool of my potent seed oozing out of my
own 10-year-old daughter's no-longer-virginal young cunny, that I
remembered she didn't really want this. Such a disappointment.
At least, it was obvious that she liked to fuck; otherwise I
would have been worried about the fact that I might have
effectively raped my own daughter. Jessie made it clear on that
point; thank goodness.
"Thanks, Daddy," she said; snuggling up to me, after a
couple of hungry kisses. I hadn't known the little girl COULD
kiss like that. I wondered who had been teaching her. Still,
SHE was thanking ME? Here I was worried that she might be mad at
me for almost forcing her into having her first sex, and she
thanks me? I was almost dying with gratitude to HER, for
allowing me to be the first man in her life. Not to mention, the
first virgin I ever fucked. My wife had been fucking for almost
ten years, by the time we met; even though she was only 19, at
the time.
"Thank YOU," I returned, in heartfelt fervor.
Together, we cuddled for several minutes, while Marcia
swapped partners twice, still begging for more. Damn. I was
almost getting another hard-on, just listening to my little girl
get gang-banged by her three horny brothers. My mind finally
came back to earth though, as I remembered Jessica's earlier
objection.
"I'll have to take you down to the clinic tomorrow to get
you on the pill," I said; still cuddling the little girl. "When
was your last period?" I asked her.
"I dunno. . . About two weeks ago, I guess."
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"Oh shit," again. Oh well. . . Most girls don't get
pregnant on their first try. . . At least, so I hoped. In my
worry, I missed Jessie's first question, and she had to repeat
it. "Uh, What's that, Hon?" I asked.
"Do I HAVE to Daddy?"
"No," I reassured her, "you don't HAVE to have a baby.
That's why I'm taking you down tomorrow to get you on the pill."
"No. I mean, do I have to go on the pill?"
"Well," I explained, "if you're going to fuck, and don't
want to get pregnant, then I suppose there ARE other options."
"Daddy!" she objected.
"Oh," I said sadly, finally letting understanding filter
into my brain. "I suppose, if you don't want to fuck like your
big sister, then you don't HAVE to, if you don't want to." Shit.
"Daddy! That's not it at all, and you know it!" The little
girl sounded angry now, for the first time. "What if I WANT you
to get me pregnant?"
"Huh?" I said, "But I thought you said. . ."
"I said I don't want to have A baby. . . just any baby. I
only want to have the baby of the man I love. . . The person who
really CARES about me having a baby." Here Jessica looked
pointedly at the squirming bodies that constituted her older
sister and brothers. "THEY don't care," she pointed out, "Only
you do."
"Oh."
"Besides," she said, "I want my son to know his father
wanted him. With them, I wouldn't even know which one the father
WAS, let alone the fact that they don't give a shit about babies.
As I said, only you do."
What could I say? She had me cold. "Well," I capitulated,
"if that's what you really want, that's what you'll get. Only
your sister's going to get a little overworked, trying to take
care of all three of the boys by herself."
Jessie looked at where her big sister was humping madly for
the third (or was it fourth) time at their big brother Joe. It
was obvious that the older girl was finally starting to flag, but
so were the boys.
"There ARE times, when a girl isn't so likely to 'catch',
aren't there?" she asked, thoughtfully.
And that's the way it worked out.
I took Jessie into my bedroom, while the big orgy continued
in the boy's room. It's absolutely amazing how sexy it is to
squirt your sperm in the sexy young belly of a child who is not
only fertile, but actually WANTS you to plant a baby in her cute
little tummy. Yes, there's nothing like the feel of a little ten
year old little girl squeezing the heck out of your prick with
her tight little cunny, the feel of her smooth soft skin under
your hands, her soft titties rubbing against your hairy chest,
the sexy feel of her pre-teenaged belly slapping yours, and most-
of-all, the sweet satisfying *spurt* of hot cum rippling through
your swollen penis, as you send bolt after bolt of thick sticky
baby-making seed squirting high into the child's developing
vagina, where it belongs. Especially, if that sexy little girl
is your own sweet little daughter, who is as excited about the
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idea of having her own father's baby growing inside her, as you
are. Three times I managed to get it up, and three times I sent
surges of incestuous cum jetting into my little girl's womb.
When I finally couldn't get it up any more, I sent the child off
to bed, to let my sperm soak into her uterus, while I went to
check on her big sister.
What a mess. . . sperm and girl-cum and Lord-knows-what
matted the little girl's cunny, while all three boys lay
collapsed in exhaustion beside her. Not one of the three could
work up the slightest erection; no matter HOW much their little
sister pleaded with them.
"Oh Daddy," she said, opening her arms to me in almost
heartbreaking entreaty. "I'm so close. I just need one more,
and they all gave out on me. . . Please Daddy?"
Well, I'm no superman. Marcia's little sister had drained
every drop I had in me. Still, my wife had taught me a lot about
women, and one of them was that no matter HOW spent I was, it's
not NICE to leave a lady hanging. (After twice being cut off for
a week, to show me, "what it's like to be left horny," I got the
message, and had her show me what to do.)
"Here, Honey," I said, motioning my daughter over to the
edge of the bed, "let Daddy help."
I guess she figured I was going to fuck her in that position
(It IS a fun way to fuck, but what the heck, ANY position is a
fun way to fuck.) but I was no more able to do that, then her
three brothers were. However, as my wife had pointed out so many
years before, "Your prick may be limp, but you've still got 10
stiff fingers; not to mention a tongue." I guess you can figure
what I did.
Yep. I first fingered my little girl, and even stroked her
"G" spot from the inside, until she was almost screaming with
arousal; (As if she wasn't horny enough.) then I clamped my mouth
on her little budding clitty, and gave her a tongue job that
she'll never forget. I guess having three brothers fuck her just
kept getting her excited, but not quite getting off. None of the
boys knew enough to finger the little girl's clit while fucking
her; so she just kept getting hornier and hornier, the more she
got fucked. (I DID show the boys what to do the next time, so
thankfully she never got left in this condition again.)
My wife had taught me to ignore the sperm I ejaculated
inside her when I licked her afterwards, (After all, it was
mine.) so it was with no difficulty that I found myself licking
out every drop of my sons' cum, while I got the little girl off.
It took almost ten minutes, but was well worth the effort. The
grunting, groaning, screaming, and panting were something, but
only audio effects. Having my LITTLE girl almost break my head
in two, by clamping her thighs around it, while she bucked and
jerked in unmistakable orgasm, was (shall we say) overwhelming.
Afterwards, I learned that Marcia had never HAD a real
orgasm before; assuming that the pleasure she got from fucking
WAS having an orgasm. As they say, "If you don't know if you've
had one; then you never have." This was NOT to be her last.
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When she finally calmed down to only major hysteria, she
apologized for hurting me. THAT kind of hurt I'll take, anytime
I can get it. I told her that; and she seemed to relax, for the
first time in over three hours. Then, Marcia noticed my prick.
It was semi-erect. I had expected from the way her little sister
drained me, that I wouldn't have an erection for at least three
days.
Well, what I had wasn't exactly a "stiffie," but it WAS a
definite erection. I guess the excitement of getting my eldest
daughter off for the first time, was as exciting in its own way,
as taking my youngest girl's virginity.
"Come here, Daddy, and let me take care of that," she cooed.
"Uh," I said, "I don't think I can cum again," not wanting
to disappoint her.
"That's OK, Daddy, just slide it in, and we can both enjoy
it."
So I did. It was a little hard (pun intended) getting it
in, but shortly I was once again buried to the hilt in Marcia's
hot sweet pussy, and for almost 15 minutes we just lay like that;
not really fucking, neither of us really needed that any more.
We were just lying there; enjoying the friendly pleasure of being
mated.
There's something incredibly friendly about having your
prick buried up inside a girl's vagina, but not really sliding in
and out. Occasionally, your prick will jerk and sometimes
actually release something inside her. Also occasionally, her
vagina will ripple down your prick; squeezing it in a warm
friendly embrace as she enjoys the pleasures of being mated to
her own father as well. Neither of you really having a climax,
but both of you just savoring the feeling of being loved by
someone you love; her enjoying having your thick prick inside
her, just as much as you do; but without either of you worrying
about either getting off, or having to get your partner off.
Eventually however, the sexy feel of my daughter's hot sweet
hole squeezing on my prick got to me, and I felt a slight release
inside her body. Then it got limp and slipped out.
I looked at my spent prick. . . No white cum, just a clear
drop of sticky liquid. I might have cum in the little girl, and
I might not. It didn't matter.
"Thanks, Marcia," I started to say, only to be beaten to the
punch by my little girl's, "Thanks Daddy." We both giggled, and
I knew my daughter would be OK. I picked her up and carried her
bodily into the bedroom she shared with her little sister.
Jessica was already half asleep, but she didn't seem to be
surprised to see me bringing her big sister to bed. "Is she OK,
Daddy?" she asked.
I nodded.
"Did you. . .?" Jessica didn't complete the question, but
she didn't have to. Again, I nodded, wondering how I was going
to handle the element of jealousy. Jessie obviously thought she
was "MY" girl. Only I was wrong.
"Thanks, Daddy," she said, with a sigh of relief. "I was
worried there for just a bit, that you might forget about her,
just because you're fucking me. And I know she needed that."
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I wondered how I had been so lucky to raise such wonderful
girls.
As I said before, that's the way things went, from then on;
just the way Jessie planned things. Uhuh, Jessie planned things.
>From then on, it was as though she took over the spot left vacant
by my wife. She slept in my bed; she saw to it that everybody
got taken care of; (sexually and otherwise) she started learning
to cook. And generally, she ran the house as if it was hers.
Surprisingly, none of the other kids objected to their little
sister taking over.
The next day I was awakened by moans of passion from the
other room, as all three boys followed my instructions to,
"practice making a baby in your sister, as often as you can," by
fucking their sister until each of them had filled the little
girl's womb with incestuous cum at least twice.
I barely noticed, as a tight ring slid down MY prick while
Jessica got in HER "practice" as well. It was only after
flooding the child's womb with my incestuous seed, that I managed
to check on her big sister; sending the boys off to get dressed
for school, while Marcia recuperated. I finally had to fuck her
again myself, before she could relax enough to get dressed.
As I said, after that Jessie saw to it that everyone "got
taken care of" sexually. Having done without it all her life,
then finding out what a wonderful thing she had been missing, the
little girl wanted to make sure that NONE of us ever had to do
without again. Especially me, as she now knew how much I had
been suffering, having once had it with my wife, and then going
over seven miserable horny years with no sex but what I got from
"Mrs. Thumb, and her four daughters." Jessica insisted on making
sure I got regular sexual release, by having me squirt my seed in
her fertile young womb at least twice a day, and in Marcia
whenever she figured the older girl needed it.
When the boys fucked Marcia, it was Jessica who saw to it
that they didn't go overboard like that first time; but that each
of them DID get fucked on a regular basis; usually at least
twice, twice a day, but sometimes even oftener, when the older
girl was particularly horny, or just wanted to feel her brothers
getting her pregnant, just one more time. Jessica also made sure
that Marcia got fucked by me, whenever she figured her big sister
needed it as well. That decreased over time, as her brothers
eventually started learning how a girl likes to be loved, not
just fucked. (Though they all liked to just fuck for the fun of
it, too.) Even then, Jessie usually insisted that I fuck the
teenager at least once or twice a week, and usually three or four
times, so she wouldn't seem to be "hogging" me, and Marcia would
have at least a chance of getting knocked-up by her own father.
Even with her little sister "monitoring" things to see that
Marcia didn't get "overworked", it was a rare day that my little
girl didn't have at least 9 to 12 loads of her horny brothers'
thick sticky sperm swimming in her sexy little vagina; and quite
often she had a lot more; sometimes with a load or two from me,
thrown in for good measure. Marcia LIKED to fuck.
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To keep her big sister from getting completely worn out from
fucking the boys all the time, and me occasionally, the next day
Jessie started helping the older girl with their brothers; at
first just using her mouth, then as the due-date of her period
got closer, actually fucking all three of them, just like her big
sister did; with all three boys squirting thick sticky gobs of
incestuous baby-making cum as far up in their cute little
sister's tight little belly as they could.
Only it got there too late. My sperm was in there first.
It wasn't until almost a year later, that Jessica had another
period; as she had Martha-Jane first. Two years later, she had
Melanie; and a year after that, Cindy. After that, we both
decided to stop baby-production for a while. Especially, since
her big sister temporarily left us with two more kids to care
for, while she and Joe went to College.
Jessie and I have been married now for almost 10 years. (I
bet you'd like to know how we pulled THAT off, wouldn't you?)
Joe and Marcia are living together in Molene, and are expecting
their third child together, along with the two girls that their
brothers "helped" them with. (The second of which, is already
"expecting" for the second time.) Brian is married too, and his
wife is expecting any day now. Even Mike is going out with the
CUTEST little girl you ever saw. . . She's about three years
younger than Mike, and her name is Jennifer. They're planning on
getting married next year. . . When they can afford it. It looks
like I don't have to worry about not having grandkids. <Grin.>
It looks as if my big sister can stop worrying too, as his
girlfriend's belly is already starting to show.
Only someone else was. (Worrying, that is.)
About two years ago, Jessie found our three little girls in
a "menage a troi" that would make even her big sister blush. She
was afraid that if the girls didn't start out right, and find out
how much fun sex was with boys, then they would all turn out to
be lesbians, and she'd never have any grandchildren to love, like
I do. Besides, she doesn't want HER little girls to miss out on
the fun that she had. So guess whom my kinky young daughter had
"teach" our little girls, "How to make a baby?"
As I said earlier, there's nothing as exciting as feeling
your seed flow into the nubile young belly of a 10-year-old
little girl, who not only likes to fuck, but actually WANTS you
to get her pregnant. Especially, if that little girl is your own
daughter. Well. . . maybe nothing except ejaculating your seed
in the welcoming young belly of her 9 year old little sister.
And if THAT is nice, what can I say about doing the same thing to
a horny little 8-year-old? Feeling the little girl squirming
underneath me, while I flood her womb with baby-making cum, is
just incredible. The feel of the oh-so-satisfying *spurt* of hot
cum rippling through your prick, before being forcefully injected
into the fertile young belly of your own 8-year-old little girl,
who's straining with you in orgasm; milking your prick to get
every drop of precious seed inside her; has to be experienced, to
be believed. The older girls had all encouraged me to breed
their little sister, so the little girl wouldn't be "left out."
She wasn't.
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Jessie needn't have worried. All three girls are DEFINITELY
heterosexual. They only get together when no boys are around to
help; preferring girl-girl sex to going horny, or jacking-off.
Not that I blame them. In fact, only the oldest (strangely
enough) was still a virgin. (The other two having started
fucking their cousins two years earlier.)
Yes, Cindy first started fucking, when she was only 6 years
old; and had already felt several men's thick sperm warming the
inside of her cute little cunny before she even entered the first
grade. The horny little kid had learned how to suck cock, eat
pussy, and even fuck like a grown-up; with big sticky gobs of
white greasy sperm soaking into her immature young womb, before
she learned how to read, or at least so I hear. So, just like it
had been with Jessica and HER siblings, I wasn't really teaching
our children something they didn't already know. In fact, the
little girls' lessons in "making a baby" went just a little TOO
well, as all three of the girls are pregnant. Yes, even
10-year-old Cindy.
There's even a good chance that I'm the father of all three
of their kids, too; though Martha and Cindy might have been
knocked-up by their respective boyfriends, just as easily. After
all, with her usual sense of fairness once she knew her little
girls liked to fuck their father, Jessie has one of the girls
share our bed every night; only insisting on keeping me to
herself on Sundays. Each night, Jessica has been having me
"practice" making a baby in each of our daughters, so that each
of the little girls could have at least a chance of getting
pregnant by her own father; just like she did, when she was their
age.
No, Jessica doesn't INSIST that our daughters all have
babies by me. . . She just wants to give each of our little girls
the opportunity if they want it. Even, (or especially) our
youngest, Cindy.
Jessie knows how cute I think a pregnant 10-year-old is,
especially if she's carrying my baby; having been there three
times herself. So she's hoping to give me the same thrill all
over again, with our daughter. Jessie's even kinkier than I am.
I love her. . . Heck, I love ALL my children.
Still how can you describe the love you feel for a little
girl who's not only your daughter, but someone who loves you
enough to carry your baby, as well. And then seeing that same
little girl with her tummy so beautifully swollen with your baby
inside her. . . How can words describe the love the two of you
share?
Now that all three of our little girls have babies tucked
away safely in their sexy little bellies, Jessica is talking
about having another one of her own; with my baby stretching HER
still sexy tummy, just like her daughters' are. (Just so she
doesn't get "out of practice" of course.) I sure wouldn't mind.
(Besides, the "setting up" exercises are fun.)
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Thank goodness Martha and Cindy plan on marrying the two
boys they've been going out with. As soon as they each get old
enough, that is. In the meantime, all three girls plan to
continue having their father give them "lessons" in "how to make
a baby" until they get them right. Even then, they plan on
taking "refresher courses" to make sure they don't "get out of
practice" just like the lessons their aunts and uncles
occasionally take, when they come over to visit.
Jessica says that if we're lucky, maybe I can father two or
even three kids on each of our little girls, before they get
married. (Jessie wants LOTS of grandchildren.) In any case, she
expects me to at least try.
In the meantime, my daughter's thinking about maybe having
another child or two herself, "Just to be safe." You never know
what might happen, as my big sister found out.
I sure wouldn't mind. Just the thought of Jessie squirming
in heat underneath me, as I once more squirt my incestuous seed
in the still sexy young belly of my own hot little daughter while
she's fertile, is enough to give me an almost permanent hard-on.
Of course, around here with so many horny young girls trying
to get pregnant, that's what I really need, isn't it? I guess
the lessons I gave my kids in "how to make a baby" weren't
completely wasted after all.
Well, I always did say, that if you want your kids taught
something right, the best way is to teach them yourself.
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