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Subject: REPOST: A-DAY.TXT 14K "A Day in the Life of Suzy Jenkins" (Mf, cons, incest, pedo, preg, funny)

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This is another story. . . er. . TV show. . .From the same timeline as "Sex Education Class" and "One Fine Morning"

If you don't like underaged sex, then skip this one. On the other hand, if you like heavy-handed humor, then read on.


A Day in the Life of Suzy Jenkins
An Erotic Story


"And now ladies and gentlemen, we bring you 'The continuing saga of The Life of Suzy Jenkins. . . 10-year-old.' Yesterday, as you remember, Suzy had just given her father a blow-job, when her mother walked in the room. Seeing that her little girl had taken every bit of her father's cum inside her mouth, not even pulling off when the man's enormous cum came running out her nose, Marlene figured that Suzy was old enough to learn more advanced methods of getting her father off, and had suggested that Max teach their little girl how to make a baby. It is at this point, that we resume our story. But first, a word from our sponsor."


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"Well Suzy, would you like your Daddy to teach you how to make a baby?"
"Gee Daddy, would you? I thought I'd have to wait until next year, when I was 11, just like Ginny did."
"Well, you seem to be learning a lot faster than your sister. Ginny's already 14, and she just got pregnant for the first time. The neighbors were beginning to make remarks, about how I was neglecting her, and you know that's not true."
"No. I've watched you fucking Ginny, and you always were careful to do it right. She certainly can't complain that you pulled out, or something like that. Some people are just slower than others, when it comes to sex. Heck, my grandmother didn't get pregnant until she was 16, and then her grandfather had to do it."
"No!"
"It's the truth. Great-grandpa was even accused twice of neglecting her, but he was able to show he had been fucking her at least once a week, since she was 11. He might have been accused of being impotent after that, but all the other girls had babies before they were 12. So you see, it does run in the family."
"Gee Momma, if I even wait until I'm 13 like Ginny, all the kids at school will make fun of me. I'd never live it down, if I waited until I was 16 to have a baby!"
"Don't worry Honey. These days, they've got medical assistance, that can help girls as young as 7, or even younger get pregnant."
"Gee Momma, you mean I could have had 2 babies by Daddy by now?"
"It's possible. I've heard of girls as young as 4 getting pregnant, and as young as 5 having babies. That's awful young. Your father and I think that even 10 is a little young, but you've been growing up so fast, that we hate to hold you back, if you want to do it."
"I want to. Really Momma. Can Daddy do it right now? I want to learn how to make a baby, so Daddy and I can practice, until I get it right. Please Momma?"
<Sigh>
"OK dear. Max, You go ahead and show her what to do. Just remember, go easy on her. She's just a little girl."
"Momma! I'm 10 years old! I'm not a baby."
<sigh>


"And now, a word from our sponsor."
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"Also, be sure to watch the Olympic tryouts for the sexual athlete of the year. The fuck-offs start at 2:30 in the afternoon, and continue until the last man can't get it up."
"On Tuesday, be sure to watch 'School Daze' where Marcia is failing bestiality in sex-education class, so the family rents a goat, so that she can practice for the finals. Thing really get funny, when the family finds out that 4-year-old little Diane does a better job of getting the goat off, with her tight little cunny, than Marcia can."
"Also, at 10:00 tonight on the news, we'll have the update on the Marla Lampbert trial, where 16-year-old Marla is suing the school, because she was the only girl in her class, who didn't get raped, in the last semester. She claims discrimination, on account of religion, as she always wore a cross around her neck. The school claims that they don't control which girls get raped by the students, as they might be liable for physical damages, if they did. Marla claims that the psychological damages of being the only one NOT raped, are greater than the physical ones inflicted on her fellow students, and blames the school for sheltering her. This should be an interesting case, as the school presents its evidence by having the other students tell every detail, and even re-enacts some of the rapes on camera with the original participants. Marla's attorney is expected to rebut, by showing how much fun three of the other girls in her class had by getting pregnant, while Marla was denied even a chance at being the class slut. Marla is also expected to use her own uncle to show in court just how qualified she is as a rape-candidate, by demonstrating her sexual techniques on him, in front of the jury. So stay tuned, as KNOB-JOB TV keeps you up to date, on all the juicy details."
"Now back to our program."


"Daddy, are you really going to show me how to make a baby? How to fuck, and get knocked up like Ginny, and everything?"
<grunt>
"Uhuh. Just as soon as I" <grunt> "Get these clothes off."
"While your father's getting undressed, why don't you just lay back here on the bed dear, and play with yourself. That'll help excite your father, so that he'll have lots of baby-stuff to squirt in you, when he's ready."
"OK Momma. Are you going to watch?" <pant> <Pant> "Oh! It's starting to feel good, already!"
"If you think I'm going to miss it, the first time my husband knocks up our little girl, you're crazier than I am. Now you try and make it good for your father, when he 'cums' in you."
<huh> <huh> <pant> "H. . . How's that Momma?"
"Once Daddy gets his cock all the way up inside you, squeeze on it, each time he starts to pull out. That'll milk the sperm out of him, and help you get pregnant."
"OK Momma. But How do I squeeze?"
"Just like you were holding back, when you have to pee. That makes your vagina clench around your father's cock, and makes it feel real good to him. Oh look. Your father's ready now."
"Oh wow Daddy! Is all that going to go inside me?"
"Uhuh. Unless you don't want it. You can always suck me off again, if you'd prefer."
"Oh Daddy. Don't be silly. Fuck me, and get me pregnant. I can't wait to feel your baby kicking and squirming inside me. Please Daddy?"
"Ok Honey. Here it comes. One little baby in one little girl!"


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"Now back to our program."


"Oh Daddy, It's going in!"
"Ungh!"
"Ow!"
"Sorry. Ugh!"
"Oh Daddy. It hurts!"
"Your father's got to break your cherry dear."
"Does he have to Momma? Can't he just squirt the stuff that makes babies inside me, like Mary's father did?"
"Do you REALLY want to be the only virgin in your class dear?"
"No, but why does it. . . OW! . . have to hurt so much?"
<whimper>
"Just a little more, Honey. Ungh! There."
"Ow! Momma it stings."
"Just a little bit now. Daddy's all the way up inside you now, and he's going to squirt his sperm inside you, so you can have a baby, just like Momma, and your big sister did."
"Do it Daddy. Get me pregnant."
"Easy Suzy. If you keep squeezing on my cock like that I'll. . . Oh SHIT!"
"Oh Daddy!"
"Unngghh!"
"Uh!"
<grunt>
"Huh. Huh. Huh. Daddy!"
"Oh Suzy. I love you! Daddy's cumming in his little girl. Oh. Oooh. Oooooohhhh, Suzy!"
"Oooh. I love you too Daddy."
<pant> <pant> <pant>
"Was that good Dear?"
"Oh YES, Momma. I feel so warm and creamy inside."
"See, I told you you'd like it."
"Momma?"
"Yes Dear?"
"Am I pregnant yet?"
"It's possible, but probably not. Most girls don't get pregnant their first time. If you're not though, I'm sure your father could be talked into trying again, until you are."
<sound of a pillow hitting a soft body>
<giggle>
<giggle>


"Well folks, that's it for todays show. Be sure to tune in NEXT week, to see if Max did it right, and actually got little Suzy pregnant on the first try, or has to keep on trying until he does, on 'The continuing saga of The Life of Suzy Jenkins. . . 10-year-old.' Brought to you by: FAMILY condoms, the only condom allowed by the federal government to have only a one per-cent leakage-rate, instead of the usual ten per-cent, as FAMILY condoms are designed for family PLANNING, instead of prevention, along with the rest of the complete line of FAMILY products. Also, be sure to tune in later tonight, when FAMILY products presents a special show on: 'Babies having Babies' or 'Three- Year-Olds pregnant by their own fathers', a frank discussion and actual demonstration of the new Alpha-Byzmatian ovulatory stimulator pills, and the new super-relaxants, that not only allow a three-year-old girl to take a full grown man's penis all the way up inside her vagina without tearing, but to actually get pregnant and have her own father's baby, without resorting to surgical methods. We'll show actual footage, of a 3-year-old not only GETTING pregnant by her father and carrying his baby, but delivering their child without needing anesthetics, or screaming in pain."
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<bong>





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Path: bull.hkstar.net!imci3!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in3.uu.net!misery.millcomm.com!Dial-16 From: mccoyf@millcomm.com (Frank McCoy) Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.incest Subject: REPOST: APPEARNC.TXT 41K "Appearances" (Mf, cons, incest, pedo, preg) Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Date: Thu, 22 Aug 96 23:35:26 GMT Organization: Millennium Communications, Inc. Lines: 848 Distribution: world Message-ID: <4viqvr$de2@misery.millcomm.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: dial-16.mpls.millcomm.com X-Newsreader: News Xpress Version 1.0 Beta #1 Xref: bull.hkstar.net alt.sex.incest:20338 alt.sex.stories:154756 alt.sex.stories.incest:3646


"Appearances"
An Erotic Story


"Am I doing it right Daddy?"
I grinned as I heard the question come from my daughter's room. I had just came back into the house after stopping in the driveway, when I found myself almost on the road, wearing a short little dress, but no panties. Around the house, this might be OK, but when meeting with members of the local church, one has to keep up appearances. I was just passing my daughter's bedroom, on the way to slip on a pair, when I heard Karen talking to her father. Curious as to what Dan was teaching the little girl THIS time, I peeked into her bedroom.
It seemed that my husband was always teaching our little girls something. From how to ride a bike, to making a kite, or even how to fix a leaky faucet. Dan was always willing to show you how to do it. Already, either of the girls could unplug a sink, or rewire a lamp just as well as any boy, including their older brother, Mike. Better than most, in fact. The previous week, Dan had taken the motor for the lawnmower apart, while the two girls watched. He then had THEM put it back together; under his supervision of course. Karen and Diane had come back into the house with black faces, and hands that could have been an advertisement for the Mafia. I don't know who had been more proud, the girls, or Dan, when the old motor started on the first pull. So, you can see that it would be no surprise for me to find my husband showing either or both of our daughters how to do something. I wondered what it was this time.
Curious, I peeked a little harder into the bedroom, before Dan and Karen came into focus. Dan was standing beside the bed, naked; and Karen was sitting on it in front of him, also naked. This in itself, was no surprise, as the whole family ran around the house in the "altogether" all the time. The only time anyone cared if they were dressed or undressed, was if we had a guest over. A couple of Karen's friends had been a little shook up, when we treated them like family, and Mike had walked in on them naked.
By now, we knew who would be shocked, and who wouldn't. Also, the children were older and more careful, so the only friends who ever saw any of us naked any more, were those who we already knew wouldn't be upset. As I said, casual nudity was the norm at our house. With 65 acres of land, a tall fence in front, and neighbors who believed that what you did on your land, was your business, we never worried about clothes in, or even out of our house. Only when we went out to the store, or to visit, or something, did we make sure to wear "appropriate" attire. Most of our friends knew this, and many's the time I saw 14 or 15 naked kids splashing in the pool, or playing tag in the back of the barn.
As I said, seeing my husband and daughter both nude in her bedroom, didn't ring any bells of alarm, like it might have in some households. Not only was it normal for one or all of us to be undressed, but I knew how much my husband loved our little girls; and I would never have imagined him molesting them, if I hadn't caught him red-handed.



I wondered what Karen was looking at in her father's lap, that was so interesting. The little girl had her face so close to him, that you might almost have thought she was sucking him off. I grinned at the thought, and was about to announce myself, and tell Dan the obscene thought that had run through my head.
I figured that Dan would get a kick out of it. Karen sucking him off indeed! I grinned to myself, and opened my mouth to say something, when Karen pulled away from her father. There was an obscene "Slurp," as the little girl's lips puckered around her father's penis as she pulled back.
"How was that, Daddy?" she asked. "Did I do it right?"
The little girl licked the tip of her father's cock, before popping the head back into her mouth like a lollipop. I could hear faint "Mmmmmm." sounds from my daughter's lips, as she tickled the tip of her father's cock with her tongue, and pursed her lips just behind the glans.
My mouth, which I had opened to joke with my husband stayed open in astonishment. "Why that sonavabitch!" I thought to myself. "I'll KILL the bastard!" I was about to tear into the room screaming, when I remembered a story I had read, where a little girl had been caught having sex with her uncle. In the story (I'm not sure if it was a true one, or not.) the little girl had been damaged more by the accusations, and fighting that took place between her uncle and mother, than by having sex with her uncle. The little girl had been so scared by all the bad reactions, that she had ended up frigid for life, unable to enjoy a normal sex life with anyone.
I didn't want that to happen to Karen. I decided I'd better not interrupt them, as I would probably lose my temper, and maybe hurt Karen by accident.
I grit my teeth, and held myself back by sheer force of will. Maybe I wouldn't stop Dan THIS time, but for sure there would never be another when I finished with him. I wondered how long he had been molesting the little girl, and what method he was using to force her to perform such an obscene act with her own father. I almost boiled at the thought of the man I thought I had loved, forcing his own daughter to suck him off.
He was going to pay, and pay, and pay! I wondered just how much of a hold he had on the little girl, to force her to do this. Whatever it was, I figured that I would use it against him.
My rage at the thought of what my husband had been doing to make Karen do such a nasty thing was almost overwhelming. (No, I don't think fellatio is all that bad. On occasion, I did it for Dan, just because I loved him.) Well no more! I resolved, that from then on, the only sex my husband would get, was from his own hand. That is, unless he wanted spend the rest of his life behind bars. I was almost mad enough to put him there as it was.
The thought of my husband forcing our little girl to suck him off, was so disgusting, that if it wasn't for the thought that I might hurt Diane and Karen worse by divorcing him, I would have been on the phone already.



Steeling myself, I backed around the corner, where I could observe my husband through the crack between the door and the jamb, without being seen. I wanted to make sure that Dan didn't hurt Karen, before he was through. If I heard one little yelp of pain from my daughter, then all bets were off! I'd rescue the little girl, if I had to Kill my husband to do it. The way I was feeling, that wouldn't be hard for me to do. "Enjoy it, you bastard!" I whispered through my teeth. "That's the last sex you're going to get from her. Or anybody else, for that matter."
I hoped Dan would cum quickly, so I could rescue Karen without making it a traumatic experience for her. If I hadn't been trembling so much with rage, that I could barely walk, I would have sneaked out, and come back in, slamming the door to let them know that I was there. As it was, there was no way I could leave easily, without it being obvious. Afterwards, I could let them know I was there, but If I spoke up now, they would know I was eavesdropping.
". . . Daddy?" I was brought back to attention by my daughter's question. Perhaps if I listened, I could find out how long my husband had been forcing the little girl to have sex with him, and if (Oh god! What a horrible thought!) he had been molesting Diane as well.
"Are you going to cum. Daddy?" repeated Karen. The thought almost made me scream.
"If you keep that up, I will," responded Dan. "I don't see why you ever thought you needed lessons, in the first-place. You're a natural-born cocksucker."
"Huh?" I thought. "She needed lessons?" I wondered just what sort of obscene prank my husband had pulled on the little girl, to get her to agree to this dirty-old-man fantasy. And calling his own daughter a cocksucker! Here I had thought he loved the girl. Some love! Lust is more like it.
"Thanks Daddy!" said Karen pausing in her yeoman's work on her father's cock. "You're just saying that to make me feel good. I know I'm not as good as Momma." The little girl sure didn't SOUND forced.
"Your mother's had a lot more experience than you. Still, I think you almost make up for it in enthusiasm. In fact, If you don't watch out, I'm almost ready to cum. You'd better stop now, before I cum in your mouth. Karen!"
Karen had actually speeded up her frantic sucking on Dan's penis. Hearing that her father was about to cum, didn't seem to scare her at all. Quite the contrary!
The little girl paused just long enough to ask, "Doesn't it feel good to cum in a woman's mouth, Daddy?"
I could tell by the strained sound of my husband's voice, that he was almost ready to fill our little girl's mouth with his seed, as he struggled to answer. "Yes, but you don't have to. I can finish it off myself."



"Daddy! I told you, I wanted to learn how to give a blow- job, and that's why I asked you to teach me. I want to learn how to do it right! You've always insisted that if we were going to learn to do something, we learn to do it the right way, or not at all! So stop being silly, and cum in my mouth like you're supposed to. How am I going to learn how to do it right otherwise?"
"I guess," said Dan, "if you insist. I still can't believe how you managed to trick me into teaching you this in the first place. That was a sneaky, nasty trick, and you know it." He didn't sound too mad about it though.
All of a sudden, I found that I had to revise my whole world-view again. Karen had tricked Dan into doing this? I listened even closer now, to the couple in the other room. I caught the tail-end of Karen's giggle, as she removed her mouth from her father's penis long enough to respond.
"Well Daddy," she replied, "you were the one who taught me how to maneuver someone into a corner! Mmmmm. Your cock tastes good."
"I knew I was going to regret teaching you that," said Dan. He sighed, then continued, "Oh well, if your going to learn to suck cock, you might as well learn to do it right, I guess. So. For one thing, when a man's about to cum, like I am, you don't want to lick on the head like that. The head of a man's penis gets very sensitive, when he's about to cum, and for a while afterwards." I could tell that Dan was having a hard time holding back, while he gave the instructions.
"Mmmm. Mmd," mumbled Karen. I thought it meant, "OK, Daddy." I could see that she must have changed her attack on Dan's penis, because the strained look left his face.
"That's better," he said. "Now suck on it. Try to purse your lips as far down the shaft as you can. Lick the underside too. The tube on the bottom feels especially good to a man, when you lick it there."
"Mmmk," agreed Karen.
"Ungh. Uh! I'm going to cum. Take Daddy's sperm in your mouth. You can spit it out afterwards," said Dan, struggling to hold off a little bit longer.
"Do I have to spit it out?" asked Karen, then hurriedly clamped her mouth back over her father's prick.
That was the last straw for my husband. Knowing that his own daughter actually WANTED to swallow his cum was too exciting.
In all our years of lovemaking, I had let Dan cum in my mouth about 10 or 20 times. I had never swallowed it though. Now my little daughter not only has my husband ejaculate his semen in her mouth, but she actually WANTED to swallow it? Here I had thought I was being so generous, to let Dan cum in my mouth once in a while. I felt ashamed that my own daughter had to teach me was love really was.
I watched, as Dan lost the last little bit of control, and began to spasm our little girl's mouth full of his thick sticky cum. "Unhg. Unh. Oooooh!" he groaned.
Karen didn't pull away. In fact, she seemed to suck even harder, trying to extract every last drop of her father's sperm into her eager little mouth.



I resolved that I was NOT going to let my own daughter show me up. The next time Dan and I made love, I was going to suck him off properly, and I wasn't going to spit it out either. If my little girl loved her father enough to swallow his cum, then surely I loved him at least as much.
All of a sudden, I realized what I was thinking. From being ready to almost kill my husband, for showing Karen how to suck his cock, I was now planning on rewarding him for the same thing.
I couldn't believe how fast my priorities had changed. I knew that I was no longer mad at him for teaching the little girl about sex, once it became obvious that it was not only HER idea, but that she had tricked him into this mess as well. What really amazed me, was that I found that I was no longer even annoyed at the prospect of my husband teaching our daughters about sex. In fact, I was getting turned on at the idea. So much so, that I was actually contemplating sucking my husband's cock and swallowing his cum. Something I had never done in all the years we had been married.
I felt a little ashamed of myself. No, not for wanting to swallow Dan's cum. Not even for letting Karen do it, while I watched. No, what I was ashamed of, was that it took my own daughter to show me how much I had been denying my husband, when I had thought I loved him. No more. From now on, Dan was going to think he was in heaven. I was going to see that he got so many different kinds of sex, he wouldn't know where to put his cock. Yes, even if he wanted to fuck me in the ass. We had never done it before. (I had been too scared, when I was younger, and eventually Dan had stopped asking.) This time, I was going to shock my husband, by asking HIM.
All these weighty decisions took place in less time than it took for my husband to deliver three good squirts of thick sticky cum in our daughter's mouth.
Dan managed to compose himself enough to resume his lessons, as the last sticky curds must have been oozing out onto our little girl's tongue. "No," he finally replied to Karen's previous question, "you don't HAVE to spit it out. Your mother does, but you don't have to. In fact, most men like the idea of a pretty girl swallowing their sperm."
Karen blushed, when Dan called her a "pretty girl," but didn't remove her mouth from his cock. "Mmmm," she said. I was almost certain I could see her Adam's-apple go up and down, as she swallowed. She seemed to suck even harder, trying to extract every last drop from her father's cock.
"Easy," said Dan, running his hands through our little girl's hair, "remember what I told you about the head of a man's penis getting sensitive. Just purse your lips around the base, and strip the last bit out with your tongue and lips." Dan started panting, as the little girl followed his instructions.
Finally, Karen must have stopped getting any more, so she lifted her face from her father's now shrunken penis. "Did I do it right, Daddy?" she asked. "Did you like it?"
"Oh God, did you ever," said Dan, replying to her first question. "I sure did like it. Almost too much in fact."



Karen seemed to get excited by this. "'You mean it Daddy?" she asked. "I'm really good?" At his nod, she continued with the exuberance of youth, "Does that mean we can do it again, Daddy? I really liked it."
"Oh God," said Dan, "we can't. We shouldn't have done it this time. If your mother ever found out, she'd kill me."
I stifled a giggle. About ten minutes earlier, I would have agreed with him. Now I was slightly disappointed that he wasn't planning on going any further. Sometimes, I even shock myself. I wondered just how much "further" I was willing to let the two of them go.
"Why not?" asked Karen reasonably. "If I want to, and you like it, what's wrong with that?"
"Oh Jesus," said Dan. I could tell he was wondering how he had gotten into this mess. "For one thing, it just isn't done," he explained, "A man isn't supposed to have his own daughter suck his cock."
"Hunh!" sniffed Karen, showing what the world could do with its opinions of what is or isn't "done."
Dan ignored her unvoiced disdain for what other people thought. To some extent, everybody in the family shared that opinion, including me. "The real reason we shouldn't," he continued, "is that I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to stop."
At this, Karen seemed to lose her patience. "So what!" she exclaimed. "You liked it. I liked it. Nobody's getting hurt. Why SHOULD we stop?" For a second, she glared at her father, then slumped. "Why should we stop?" she repeated.
"Well, for one thing, we don't want your mother to get mad," replied Dan.
I stifled another giggle. Me mad? Not now I wasn't! I may have been, but right now I was getting hot, not mad. I suddenly realized that I had been unconsciously fingering my crack, at the hope that Karen might give her father another blow-job, while I was watching.
I started to remove my finger, then relaxed and stroked harder. "C'mon Dan," I thought to myself, "give your little girl another faceful of cum, like she wants." I was almost boiling at the very thought. I knew that from now on, I would be trying to catch Dan and Karen together as much as possible.
A whole new avenue of sexual pleasures had been opened to me, and I had my own daughter to thank. Swallowing cum, (By now, I was actually looking forward to not only tasting Dan's cum but swallowing every drop, as well.) anal sex, (Yes, I was going to do that, and yes, I WAS going to enjoy it!) and now voyeurism. Watching my little girl having sex, was a definite turn-on. I began to wonder if I could arrange it somehow, so that Dan would start teaching Diane about sex, just like he was teaching her younger sister. By now, my cunny was soaking wet, at the very thought.
Dan had said something that I missed, but I picked up the conversation from Karen's reply. "What do you mean, it won't stop here?" she asked.



"I mean," said Dan, "that if we continue doing this, we won't be able to stop at my just teaching you how to give a blow- job. Pretty soon you would want to know how it feels to have a man licking you down there, just like you just did to me."
Karen squirmed at this. I could tell that she had already been thinking that very thought.
"After that," continued Dan, inexorably, "you'd want to learn more and more, until one day we'd find ourselves naked on the bed together, with my cock stuck up inside your tight little vagina, filling your womb with the stuff that make babies. You'd probably end up pregnant by your own father, as I wouldn't be able to resist. Besides, your mother would probably kill me, if she knew we had done this much. We've got to stop now, before we get carried away, and she finds out about it."
I stifled yet another snigger. Boy, was HE in for a rude awakening. "If I found out," indeed! Then I had another thought. It would be kind of cute, to let the guy think he was getting away with something.
I jerked my attention back to the other room, where Karen was speaking again. "You mean you'd do it, if Momma knew about us, and didn't mind?" she asked.
Dan chuckled at the very thought. "Sure," he agreed easily.
Suddenly, I knew how Dan had gotten trapped by Karen into giving her lessons in giving a blow-job. With crystal clarity, I knew what was coming next, and I almost bit my tongue in two, to keep from saying something, and warning Dan.
"You mean, you'd fuck me, and cum in me, and teach me how to make a baby, and everything, If you knew that Momma didn't mind what we were doing?"
"Well. . .," Dan started. For a moment, I thought he was going to see the trap, but he put his foot right on the trigger. "Your Mother would have a fit, if she knew what we've done already, let alone that," he said.
Karen didn't give him a chance to think, as she pressed on. "You'd do it, if you knew Momma didn't mind what we did?"
Dan stepped in, and the trap closed. "I suppose," he said, "but there's not a chance in the world of that."
Karen stifled a grin, as she snapped the lock shut on the gate. "Promise?" she asked.
"Promise," said Dan, taking the key from her, and throwing it away. In our house, a promise was sacred. I figured that Karen had somehow made him "promise" to help her with some problem, and the problem had turned out to be that she needed lessons in giving head. "But there's not much chance of that," continued my husband, now testing the bars of his cage, when it was too late. "Your mother would never approve of this."
Karen could no longer hold her glee. "Oh I wouldn't say that," she chortled. "Momma's been watching us for the last 10 minutes, and hasn't objected so far. In fact," she said, looking me straight in the eyes, through the crack in the doorframe, "she's been fingering herself off, while we did it. I think Momma is turned on at the thought of her little girl getting fucked."



Oh shit! Caught red-handed. Or at least red-faced, and slippery-handed. What could I say? I thought about it. then gave a sigh of resignation. I decided, "What the heck!" So I slipped out of my skirt and blouse, and joined my astonished husband and daughter.
After a minute, Dan finally closed his gaping mouth. By that time, I had finished getting undressed, and was just as naked as they were. "To heck with the church social," I thought, "This is far more interesting."
"OK," I told my husband, "she caught us both. Dan, I always knew this business of teaching the girls everything would get out of hand. Do you realize, that you just promised to not only fuck our daughter, but to get her pregnant as well?"
Dan's eyes got big, as he thought about this. "I didn't say that!" he protested.
Karen giggled, as I pointed out his mistake. SHE knew what she had done!
"You said, 'You would not only fuck her, and cum inside her, but that you would teach her how to make a baby,'" I reminded him. "In my mind, and I'm sure that Karen agrees with me, that means actually getting her pregnant, so that she knows what if feels like to have a baby, not just getting fucked once or twice and taking a chance."
Karen nodded, confirming my suspicions. She had actually set it up, so that she could fuck her own father, and have his baby. Not only that, but somehow she had wangled my permission for her to do so. I knew that from now on, I wouldn't be worried about Karen being able to make her way in the outside world. With a devious little mind like that, she could hold her own with anybody.
Surprisingly, I wasn't mad. My pride at her brilliance overcame my natural jealousy. I just hoped she would enjoy being a mother as much as I had. "Go on," I told them both, "you might as well start now, as later. The sooner you fuck her, the sooner she'll get pregnant."
Karen and Dan both stared at me, surprised by my cavalier attitude. That didn't stop them from following my instructions, however. Dan was already motioning for Karen to get on the bed, so that he could get between her legs, when the little girl stopped to ask one last question.
"Uh Momma," she asked, a little worriedly, "can Daddy keep fucking me, even AFTER I get pregnant?"
Oh Geesh! She hadn't even been fucked the first time, and she was already worried about having to quit, when her belly got big!
"No Dear," I sighed, "you don't have to stop. Just remember, Dan's MY husband, and I like to fuck too."
"Oh Momma," said Karen, "I'm not trying to steal Daddy. I just want to fuck a little. I won't be needing him THAT much."
I thought about how horny I had been at her age, and grinned. "Don't be making any promises," I warned. Still, I did stop worrying.
Karen thought over my advice, then nodded. If anyone knew the dangers of getting stuck with a promise, it should be her. Of course, Dan could give lessons as well.



"So my little girl wants to learn how to fuck, and how babies are made," said Dan, approaching our daughter, with his big cock dribbling pre-cum all over the little girl's slit. "OK Honey, you asked for it. Daddy's going to stick his big nasty old cock all the way up inside your tight little baby-hole, and fill your cute little tummy so full of baby-juice, you won't stop having kids until you're out of college." We all giggled, as Dan went on, in a more serious note, "Normally, I'd take my time, and get you all worked up, but I see you've already done that. Besides, all this talk of you actually WANTING me to get you pregnant has me about ready to cum, before I even get it inside you. So. . ."
There was a sudden groan from Dan, a slight "Ow," from Karen, and My husband's penis had vanished into the little girl's body.
"Ooooh!" said Dan, "She's so tight inside, I think I'm going to cum, before I get it all the way inside her. Careful, Karen. Don't squirm like that. You'll have me cumming, before we're ready."
"I can't help it Daddy," replied Karen. "It tickles inside. Oh. Ooooh!"
I could tell, that they were both ready to climax. I was so proud of my little girl. Barely started on her first fuck, and already reaching for a climax. I hadn't cum, until Dan and I had been fucking for a week, in that old bed in the hayloft.
"Momma, what's Daddy doing to Karen?" The little voice at my elbow, almost made me jump out of my skin. Unnoticed, Mike and Diane had come up, and had joined me in watching their sister and father.
I heaved a sigh. Oh well. They would have found out soon enough, when their sister's belly started to get big.
"Daddy's teaching your sister how to make a baby," I said, putting it in as an obscene and bald a manner as possible.
Both kids considered this for a moment.
"That's not fair," said Diane, "I'm older than Karen. When's Daddy going to teach ME how to make a baby?"
Oh shit. I forgot how it would look to her. She was right. It wasn't fair.
"How about me?!" said Mike. "I'm older than either of you. How come I always get left out. Just because you're both girls!"
Double shit! He had a point there.
I had a sudden brilliant (if nasty) idea. It wasn't as if I would be starting something the kids wouldn't think of themselves either. Especially not after seeing their sister and father.
"Diane," I said, "why don't you get up on the bed, alongside your sister. There's plenty of room."
Mike sent me a black look, thinking he was going to have to watch BOTH his sister's enjoying something that was denied to him, just because he was a boy.
I almost grinned, but managed to continue, "Now Mike, why don't you get up there, and start practicing making a baby in Diane. Just do whatever you see your father do. That way, you can all learn at the same time. You just practice making a baby in Diane, while your father makes a baby in your little sister."



When I heard that last line come out of my mouth, it was too much. It was so obscene, but so sexy too. It sounded like somebody's idea of a dirty joke; like the old one that Dan used to tell me was the dirtiest short little joke in the world:
'Gee brother, you fuck almost as good as Daddy does.'
'I know, that's what Momma told me.'
I giggled again. I knew that from now on, any time someone told an off-color joke I'd be tempted to say, "Have you heard this one? A mother is talking to her son, and she says, 'Mike, why don't you practice making a baby in Diane, while your father makes a baby in your little sister.'"
Of course, I'd have to change the names a little, unless I could trust them. I giggled again at the joke. "Practice making a baby in your little sister," indeed!
I may have thought it was a joke, but the rest of the family hadn't. I had barely been aware of Diane's quiet little "Ouch," as she lost her virginity, before the bed was just one big nasty.
Since Dan was too heavily involved in the "hands-on" portion of teaching Karen, I figured that it was up to me to continue the oral part of instructing the children. "If you look at your father," I told Mike and Diane, distracting the boy enough to keep him from splattering his little sister's belly full of cum prematurely, "you'll see that he's about to squirt a thick white sticky liquid up inside your little sister. This white-stuff is called cum, and it contains Daddy's sperm. That's what makes babies in little girls. So when Daddy squirts his cum in your sister, you'll know he might be making a baby inside her."
I turned to my husband, who had gotten red in the face. The feel of his own little girl's tight little slit squeezing on his swollen cock was taking its toll. "Oh God," he groaned, "I'd better pull out. I can't knock-up my own kid. I mean, it's just not right!"
For all his protesting, I noticed that Dan kept pushing his engorged penis as far up inside the little girl as he could. On the other hand, I knew he would probably pull out before he came, if he felt guilty enough.
"Don't you DARE pull out," I admonished him. "You'll make Karen think you don't love her enough to keep your promise, even about something as important as this."
"Yeah Daddy," interjected Karen, "you promised!"
I could tell that Dan was weakening. Besides, I knew that he really didn't WANT to pull out anyway. The feeling of his own daughter's tight little cunny milking on his cock, as the little girl actually TRIED to get him to father a child on her, must have been exquisite. I gave him the encouragement he needed.
"Yes Dan, You promised," I repeated. "Besides, SHE wants you to do this; I want you to do it; and I know that even YOU are turned on by the idea of getting your own little girl pregnant."
That last, was no lie. I could see that Dan was fighting to keep from splattering his little girl's body full of baby-juice, at the same time he fought with his conscience. His conscience was losing.



All this argument, had distracted Mike long enough, that he managed to keep from filling his little sister's vagina with baby-making sperm a little longer as well. He spoke up, trying to get the family back into the erotic mood, that Dan had interrupted.
"Yeah Daddy," he said, "if Karen wants you to get her pregnant, what's the big deal? It's not as if you were raping her."
"Yeah Daddy," chimed in Diane, "if Karen wants your baby, and you want to give her one, what's the problem? Besides, you did promise."
"You promised, Daddy," repeated Karen.
That was it. Dan gave up. If his whole family wanted him to impregnate his little girl, including most especially Karen herself, then he would do it. Actually, I knew that the thought of making a baby in his own daughter was quite exciting to my husband. He had just never believed that the little girl would actually WANT to have her own father's baby, or that I would let him do it, if she DID want it.
Dan's pants became faster, and I knew he wouldn't be talking with anything but his cock, for the next couple of minutes. Watching his own son trying to impregnate one daughter, while the younger of his two girls squeezed the heck out of his cock as the little girl tried to reproduce with her own father, was to much for Dan. Even though he had already spent himself in the little girl's mouth less than 15 minutes earlier, he wasn't over 2 more inside his daughter, before he began spasming the little girls tight little belly full of incestuous sperm. I saw my husband's fat cock expand in our little girl's tight little slit. Her bare cunny-lips were stretched obscenely around her father's dong, as Dan did his best to impregnate his own daughter.
By now, all the family members on the bed were past words, as I saw my husband jam his oversized member as far up in our little girl's belly as he could. From his frantic jerking, and his grunts of pleasure, it was obvious that Dan was doing his best to fill the child's womb with his potent sperm.
On the other side of the bed, Mike wasn't doing much better. In fact, he almost beat his father to the punch. The boy had never actually put his cock right up inside a girl before, and the feeling of his little sister's tight little baby-hole squeezing and clamping around his penis was too exciting for him.
Shortly, I knew the boy was emulating his father, as I watched him jam his erupting penis all the way up in his little sister's belly, and hold it there. I looked between the boy's legs, and could actually see the tube on the bottom of his prick bulge, each time another dollop of incestuous sperm was injected into his little sister's womb.
"That's it Mike," I encouraged him. "Push your cock as far up inside your little sister as you can. The more sperm you leave inside her, and the farther up it goes, the better the chance that you'll make a baby in Diane."



I could hardly believe the words coming out of my own mouth. Not a half-hour ago, I would probably shot my husband, if I even THOUGHT he might be molesting one of our daughters. Now, I had not only encouraged him to fuck Karen, but I had almost blackmailed him into impregnating the little girl.
To top it all, I was now encouraging my son to make a baby in his own little sister? As I said, I couldn't believe I was doing it, but I did it anyway.
I shivered with excitement, as I realized I could be watching my own son impregnate his little sister. Such a nasty, obscene, and thoroughly exiting thought! My baby boy's sperm might be joining in my baby girl's womb with her egg, to make another little baby girl inside her. I hoped so. I wanted my son to make a little girl in his sister, so that he would someday be able to copy his father, and make a baby in his own daughter. I shuddered in a quiet climax of my own, at the very idea.
Sadly, neither girl seemed to climax this first time, but both of them seemed to be happy just knowing that they had made their partners feel so good.
I knew I had to do it. There are some things you know you shouldn't do, that you just HAVE to do anyway. Like a horrible pun. You just CAN'T resist telling it. You know you shouldn't, but you can't resist. It was the same in this case. I just HAD to say this. After I said it, I was even more surprised, to learn that I meant it.
"Now Mike," I said, getting his attention, after he finally stopped pumping his little sister full of his incestuous seed, "I want you to practice making a baby in your little sister, at least once a day." (Oh God! What a line!)
"As for you Diane, I want you to tell me, if your big brother doesn't fuck you at least once a day. Understand?"
Diane gaped at me in surprise, then a big grin lit up her face. "Yes Momma," she replied, then giggled.
I ignored the giggle, and turned to my other daughter. "Karen, the same thing goes for you. I want you to tell me, if your father doesn't help you practice making a baby, at least once a day." By now, my grin was threatening my ability to talk.
"But not if he does it more often, huh?" Karen's grin matched mine and her little sister's. All of a sudden, it was too much. The whole family burst out laughing, as I managed to choke, "No, not if he does it more often."
The whole family must have howled and choked with laughter for over five minutes. Still, each one promised to, "Do his duty," and help the other partner "practice" as often as he or she wanted to.
By the time we managed to get off the bed, some three hours later, both little girls had "practiced" at least 3 times, and I had even managed to get in a little practice myself. No, I'm not telling you who I practiced with. Sometimes things look nastier (or sexier) if you DON'T say something, than if you do.



Well, disappointing as it sounds, neither girl got pregnant right then, I guess their bodies just weren't ready yet. Dan and Mike kept practicing making a baby in the two little girls, and eventually they both succeeded. Karen and Diane both had little baby girls, just as we had hoped for. Karen's baby weighed 7 pounds, six ounces; and she named it Danielle. (I wonder who she was naming it after?) Diane's baby was a little bigger, at 7 pounds 8 ounces; and she named it (logically enough) Michelle.
Me? How did you guess? Yes, I got pregnant too. In fact, it took Karen and Diane longer to get pregnant than I did; and I had to go off the pill first. I was already almost 6 months pregnant, by the time Karen first caught.
Oh, you don't care about how long it took; you want to know about the baby! Joseph (or, as we call him, "Little Joe.") came into the world at 3:23 AM, weighing 8 pounds 3 ounces. (Well, ONE of us had to make a boy! How else would Dan and Mike's kids be able to know the joy of fucking their own brother?)
Right now, all three kids sleep in the same bed, and we don't plan on changing this, when they get older. I wished I had been smart enough, to do it with Mike and HIS sisters, when they were small.
Oh well, he's certainly making up for lost time. It's been a little over a year now, since Karen had her baby, and when I passed the children's room this morning, I heard the little girl squealing with delight, as her big brother helped her "practice" making a baby again. After all, as she had told me the night before: "Now that Daddy had taught her how to make a baby, she didn't want to get out of practice, did she?" I hoped Diane had another little girl this time.
With this thought, I hurried down to the bedroom I now shared with Dan and Diane. I wanted to make sure that my husband didn't let my elder daughter get out of practice either.
I guess that this is all just a lesson to not be deceived by appearances. If I had jumped to the conclusion that "appeared" to be warranted by catching my husband giving our little girl a lesson in sex, then we all would have suffered. So watch out. Just because it "appears" to be true, doesn't mean it is. Just like my husband "appeared" to be forcing Karen to have sex, when in reality, she was forcing him! I'm so glad that I didn't let appearances deceive me.
Oh, by the way. Dan says that both girls have learned their lessons VERY well. In fact, they are both almost as good as I am, at sucking him off, fucking him, or whatever else "cums" up. In fact, he says the only place I really have an edge over them, is when it comes to anal sex. I guess, when it comes to taking it up the ass, you've got to have incentive, like I do.
My daughters may be younger and prettier than I am, but they aren't going to love my husband more than I do. Not that they would try to steal Dan away from me. I know they love us both too much for that. Besides, I think they are both going to marry their brother when they get older. "How's that?" you say. Well, all I'll tell you, is that while all my kids are Dan's; (oops) he wasn't my first husband. (Appearances CAN be deceiving, can't they?) Officially, Mike is my first husband's child.



Of course, Mike is going to have to PUBLICLY only marry one of the two girls. The other will just be his sister-in-law, who lives with them. Just for appearances, of course.






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ASSUMPTN.TXT(mf,cons,pedo,preg)

OK. We've gotten a lot of requests for "preggie" stories lately. As I've said, MOST of my stories (and Tammy's) at least touch on the subject. This one (like a lot of the others we write) makes a point of it.

If you don't like stories of family-members, or little girls having sex, then skip this one.









DON'T LET YOUR KIDS SEE THIS!


And don't try this at home, these are trained professionals. You, or someone you love could get hurt, if this isn't done under expert supervision.


Anyone doing anything, and trying to point to this, as an example, is full of horse-turds. This is a story. It is not a recommendation, of something to do. In fact, I strongly urge anyone even contemplating doing the things suggested by this story to seek professional help. In a hurry!


Final warning!
This story contains mostly straight sex, between a man and a young girl. It involves incest, and is definitely NOT "safe-sex" as the girl gets pregnant. Yes knocked-up, baby-time. If you're still reading this, you must like such stories.


Assumptions


or


How I "Got Pregnant"
An Erotic Story


"Uh Lynn?"
"Yes Grandpa?"
"You're not on the pill, are you?" Grandpa seemed to be worried about something.
"Huh?" I said. Pill? I wondered what he meant.
"Forget it. Of course you're not." Grandpa seemed to hesitate for a minute, slowing up the slip-slide of his "thing" inside me. "When was your last period?" At my hesitation, he continued, "You know, your monthlies."
For a second, I didn't get the reference, then I remembered how I had been bleeding every month, for the past year or so. Momma had shown me how to wear pads, so my panties didn't get all bloody, but we hadn't discussed it much. She seemed to think I'd find out about it later, when I needed to. In a way, I guess she was right. Once I had figured this out, I answered my grandfather. "I dunno, Grandpa. A couple of weeks ago, I guess."
"Good," said Grandpa, suddenly shoving his "thing" up inside me hard. "Then there's a good chance you might 'catch' right now. Wow! My own daughter puts me in bed with my cute sexy granddaughter. Not only a virgin, but she's not on the pill, and probably fertile right now. Karen must WANT me to knock the kid up."
Grandpa's "thing" seemed to get even bigger inside me. "Oh Honey, I'm gonna do it" said Grandpa. "Do you mind if I cum inside you?"
"Huh?" I couldn't make much sense of Grandpa's ramblings.
"Hold still, Honey," said Grandpa, ignoring my question. "I'm gonna. . . "
I felt Grandpa's "thing" swell, and a bulge rippled through it, and up into my crack.
"Grandpa!" I objected. "Don't PEE in me. Momma will kill me, if I get the bed wet." I struggled to pull away, then thought better of it. If Grandpa WAS peeing in me, and I pulled away, for SURE we'd get it all over the bed. At least if I let him finish, I might be able to hold it inside me long enough to get to the bathroom.
"NOT peeing in you," grunted Grandpa. "CUMMING in you! Hold still for a second. Ugnh! Aaahhh! There! THAT ought to knock you up Lynn!"
With each grunt, I felt another bulge ripple through Grandpa's "thing," stretching my hole, as he squirted SOMETHING inside me. By this time, I KNEW it wasn't pee, as if it had been, the bed would have been soaked by now. Whatever Grandpa was squirting inside me obviously wasn't as runny as pee, and there wasn't as much of it either. I stopped worrying, Grandpa seemed to know what he was doing, and besides, it was starting to feel good.



I was disappointed, when Grandpa finally stopped. I was just beginning to like it. Grandpa shuddered for a minute or two, then relaxed. I was surprised, when two minutes later I heard a quiet snore. Grandpa was asleep.
I felt between my legs, where Grandpa's "thing" still kept whatever he had squirted in me, inside. My finger picked up something, and I squinted at it in the semi-darkness. White and sticky, definitely NOT pee. What had Grandpa called it? "Cum?" I sniffed at it, then tasted it. A distinctive smell, but one I couldn't remember smelling before. . . except maybe once, that time in the bookstore, when I used the restroom, while Papa looked at the "Adult" books. It had smelled something like this. Kind of funny, and musty. It tasted something like it smelled. Bland, slightly sweet and sticky, like library paste. Not something you would WANT to order for breakfast, but not nasty like shit, or pee either. I was about to wipe my finger off, when I remembered: I didn't have anything to wipe it on, and I didn't want to get it on the sheets, and make a mess. SHIT! And Grandpa's arm was around me, clutching my breast, and wouldn't let go. Unless I made a fuss, I was stuck here, with Grandpa's "thing" still dripping his "cum" inside my vagina. (Yes, I know the word.) Steeling myself, I licked my finger off, and swallowed. Not as bad as I originally thought. Certainly better than pee, and I'd actually tasted THAT before, at least a couple of times. Once, on a kind of dare to myself, I'd drank almost a quarter of a cup of it. It hadn't made me sick or anything, just a little queasy. Compared with THAT, this stuff tasted good. I settled down to sleep.
Later that night, I woke up to feel Grandpa pushing his "thing" up inside me again. It felt good this time, so I didn't object. For about ten minutes, Grandpa slid his thing in and out, before squirting more of that same white sticky-stuff inside me.
When I was going to get up and wipe myself, Grandpa stopped me. "Leave it in, Honey," he said. "I want to get you pregnant. I can't wait to see your belly nice and big."
I was a little confused. "Get me pregnant?" I thought a bit, and wondered if that white-stuff that Grandpa had squirted inside me was the "pregnant" that he was talking about, and if it was supposed to stay inside me, and "make my belly get big." I was too sleepy to find out. "OK Grandpa," I said, yawning, "if you say so." I snuggled back down to sleep, with my grandfather's "cum" inside me "getting me pregnant." I resolved to ask Grandpa to explain it all to me in the morning.
Two hours later, I woke up again, just as Grandpa did it again. The warm creamy feel of his cum sliding inside my little tummy just soothed me back to sleep. "Thanks Grandpa," I murmured.



"Thank YOU! Lynn. Grandpa loves you very much."
"'love you too, Grandpa." I was asleep again, this time with my grandfather's "thing" still stuck up inside me, holding his "cum" inside me like a cork. I was happy that I could make Grandpa feel so good. Besides, Grandpa's thing felt nice, sliding in and out of my hole. Now, feeling it throbbing inside me while I slept, made me dream wonderful dreams of being comforted and being loved. Grandpa's body behind me, and his big hand holding onto my budding little titty was so comfortable. . .
The next day, Momma was shocked, when she learned that Grandpa had spent the whole night in my bedroom with me. At first, she was going to make him sleep in the living-room, on the floor, but when I told her that I didn't mind, if Grandpa slept with me, she looked at both of us strangely, then acquiesced. She looked at Grandpa sharply, and then said, "Papa. You be careful. She's only 12 years old."
Grandpa looked hurt, and innocent. "Would I hurt my own granddaughter?" he asked.
"No," said Momma, "but you might knock her up. If I had any place else to put you. . . but with all these relatives in this reunion, I don't know where I'd fit you."
"I could always sleep in the truck," said Grandpa, referring to his beat-up old jalopy.
I finally spoke up. "It's OK Momma," I said. "Grandpa can sleep with me. I don't mind."
Momma looked like she was going to say something, maybe to warn me about the dangers of sleeping with my own grandfather, but just then my big brother came in, and soon she, my big brother, and Papa were all engaged in a big discussion over what they were going to cook the corn in, since the big corn-kettle had a hole in it, and there wasn't any other pot big enough to hold enough corn for the whole family. Forty-odd people eat a lot. By nightfall, Momma seemed to think she had worked out the problem with where Grandpa was going to sleep, and neither Grandpa or I bothered to tell her different.
That night, I got undressed a little more confidently, as Grandpa watched, then climbed out of his own clothes. "C'mere Honey," he said. "Old Grandpa's going to get his cute little granddaughter pregnant."
I smiled. Now was the time to clear up my confusion of the previous night. "Uh Grandpa?" I asked.
"Uhuh."
"That white-stuff you squirted inside me last night. Is that pregnant?"
Grandpa snickered. "No Lynn. That's 'getting you pregnant.' When I 'cum' in you, that gets you pregnant. Now do you understand?"



I had figured out by now, that what Grandpa and I had been doing was what they called "having sex," and that Momma thought I was a little too young for it, but Grandpa obviously didn't. I was determined to learn all about this "having sex" business, even (or especially) the new words and grammar that seemed to go along with it. I thought I had most of it figured out. The white-stuff that Grandpa had squirted inside me was "cum," and when he did it, he was "cumming" in me. There was also something else. This "pregnant" thing. Grandpa was giving me something called "pregnant." The only thing I had noticed was the white- stuff he had squirted in me. Maybe that was the "pregnant" he was talking about. I didn't want to look ignorant, especially when it came to sex, so I asked.
"Uh Grandpa?"
Grandpa grinned at me.
"When you squirt that white-stuff in me, are you giving me pregnant?"
Grandpa chucked. "No Honey. That's, 'Getting you pregnant.'"
I giggled, at the strange way of talking, but I wanted to be sure. After all, I didn't want to look ignorant, when we talked about sex. "So when you squirt that white-stuff inside me, that's 'pregnant,' or as you say 'gets me pregnant'?"
"Now you've got it, Sweets," said Grandpa, with a grin. "The sperm in my 'cum,' that's the white-stuff, 'gets you pregnant.' Is that what you what me to do?"
I remembered how sweet and warm it had been last night, and how nice it had felt, when Grandpa had squirted his thick sticky cum up inside me. The warm slick feeling of his "sperm" warming my tummy was nice, especially knowing how much Grandpa liked to squirt it inside me was simply delicious. I LIKED to make Grandpa feel good, after all he had done for me.
"Yeah Grandpa," I said; sure I had it now. "Get me some more pregnant. Please Grandpa?"
"No Lynn," corrected Grandpa, one last time. "It's 'get pregnant.' Or in your case, 'Get me pregnant, Grandpa,' if you really want me to."
"OK Grandpa," I said eagerly, glad that I had now mastered this curious syntax. Boy, you sure used words funny, when talking about sex! I tested it, to be sure I had it right now. "Grandpa," I said. "Squirt your 'sperm' in me, and get me some. . . I mean get me pregnant. Please Grandpa? Did I say it right?"
Grandpa nodded. "Hoo-Boy!" he said. "You sure did. Are you sure that's what you want?"
"Please Grandpa. I really do want to 'get pregnant.'"
"Well, I guess there's no doubt about that! C'mere Honey, and old Grandpa'll do his best to get his favorite granddaughter pregnant. Whooo! Who'd ever believe it, that I'd be standing naked, in my own daughter's house, while her sexy little girl asked me to 'get her pregnant'? Well, I may be a fool, but I'm still a man, and I might as well cut off my own balls, if I pass up a chance like this."



I was beginning to wonder if Grandpa was EVER going to quit babbling, when he pushed me back on the bed, and with a quick shove, soon had his big penis (He told me later to call it that) shoved all the way up inside me, where he was soon 'getting me pregnant' by squirting a lot of that sticky white-stuff inside me. Knowing Grandpa loved me enough to teach me about sex like this, got me so excited, I couldn't believe it. Suddenly, my body started jerking, and my little hole was squeezing on Grandpa's penis, milking every drop of Grandpa's 'pregnant' up inside me where it belonged.
Grandpa told me afterwards, that I'd just had an "orgasm" or "climax," and now I knew how good I made HIM feel, when he did it in me.
"You mean," I asked, "when you get me pregnant?"
Grandpa shuddered at the exciting idea, and nodded.
"Good!" I said. "Let's do it again!"
"Hoo Boy!" said Grandpa, but he didn't say "No."
For the next four nights, Grandpa did his best to "get me pregnant," as often as he could. Three or four times each night, I'd wake up to feel him either just climbing on top of me, or jerking himself to completion, as he filled my little tummy with squirt after squirt of his thick sticky cum. Each time, feeling him "cumming" inside me was usually enough to get me off as well, so I would climax with him, milking every drop of his precious sperm up inside my belly, until Grandpa had no more to give. Twice, during the day, Grandpa and I managed to sneak off during the day, so that he could "get me pregnant." Grandpa explained to me, that most people thought that little girls like me weren't supposed to have sex or get pregnant, until they were older. I thought this was silly, as what harm did it do? And besides, it sure was fun. So, we both kept it a secret, except maybe from Momma. I don't think she knew for sure, but she might have suspected something. Still, she didn't say anything after that first day, and let Grandpa sleep in my room until the reunion was over.
As the final day of the reunion came to an end, everyone but Grandpa was leaving. Grandpa still had two weeks, before he had to be back, and he had made it clear that he would be spending most of that time visiting with us. Momma was always happy to have Grandpa around, and he got along so well with us kids, that it was almost like an extra vacation.
About 6:00 Friday night, Momma and Papa took the big van to the airport, leaving Grandpa and me to watch over the house, and each other. "Now you take care of Grandpa," she told me, before she left, looking over my shoulder at Grandpa, giving him some kind of message also.
"Yes Momma." I planned on taking GOOD care of Grandpa. I did. Before the van was completely out of the driveway, I had stripped my panties from underneath my short little skirt, and Grandpa was pushing his thick cock up inside my tight little hole where it belonged. Ten minutes later, I was rewarded by feeling Grandpa's thick cock bulging inside me, as he worked to get me pregnant by filling my little tummy with squirt after squirt of thick sticky cum.



I didn't know how I was going to get along without feeling him inside me every night filling my belly with his warm soothing sperm, now that Momma no longer had to double everyone up, and there was a spare bedroom available. I told him that.
Grandpa said, "We'll work something out Honey." So I stopped worrying. I trusted him. After we both got "decent" again, we snuggled up on the couch together. I was getting a little sleepy, so Grandpa pulled a blanket over us.
I felt something soft and squishy underneath me. Grinning, I handed Grandpa something small, soft and white. He lifted it closer to his face, to make out what it is in the dim light of the flickering firelight. It was my panties. The crotch was extremely damp.
When he turned back to me, He was grinning from ear to ear. I blushed, then pointed to my lap. Then pointed to Grandpa. He quietly dropped the blanket to his knees, glanced at me and slowly unzipped his fly. I nodded. His dick emerged, throbbing again in anticipation. I felt my grin widen. We'd have to be careful, in case someone came back too early.
I crawled into his lap, straddling him, sitting back on my knees, reaching to grasp his dick in both hands, exploring it delightedly. There was a sound outside, but no one came in.
Glancing quickly about, Grandpa figured that all was well, and returned his gaze to the scene in his lap. Eyes closed tightly now, I moved forward; urging the big, hard thing down toward my crotch. Grandpa hurriedly pulled me to his chest, and settled the blanket over both of us, as I felt the maddeningly smooth warmth of his thick rod spreading my little pussy lips.
My grandfather's rigid dick slid easily and deeply into me, lubricated by my arousal, and his residual sperm. I rested my head against his chest, and gave a sigh of contentment, as his dick bottomed out in my tight little vagina.
Since he had cum copiously in me, not fifteen minutes before, Grandpa was less urgent this time. He reached beneath the blanket to find the hem of my skirt, his hands slipping beneath it to cup the soft flesh of my butt. His big horny hands felt rough against my skin, down to the point where I could feel his balls nestled against the soft flesh of my crotch.
I could feel Grandpa trace with one finger the tightly distended rim of the tiny hole where it wetly clasped the root of his dick. This drew a sharp intake of breath from me, so I clamped my mouth over his, moaning and sucking urgently at my grandfather's tongue.
Then I felt Grandpa reach back down, and cup my butt, lift me an inch, then settle me back down onto his lap. I broke the kiss, and sucked in my breath, while I collapsed against his chest, panting, both hands flying up to his head, hugging him, my fingers grasping blindly at his hair.
A motion to the left caught my eye. PAPA was strolling toward us, moving slowly, checking the house on his way to the bedroom. "Papa's coming!" I whispered urgently in Grandpa's ear.



Grandpa quickly tugged my hands from his hair, and settled them around his neck. He motioned with his eyes for me to pretend that I'm asleep.
Obediently, I dropped my head to his chest.
I was vaguely aware of Papa pausing nearby, to look down at the two of us.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Papa smiling broadly at the scene -- a contented child apparently sleeping soundly beneath a blanket with her tolerant and friendly grandfather. Grandpa smiled back at him, hoping his smile didn't convey the delicious sensations he must have felt, as his dick throbbed deep inside my warm little 12-year-old vagina. Papa grinned at us, and moved on towards the bedroom.
Just in time. I couldn't hold out much longer. I felt a sweet, wet sucking sensation in my hole, as I began to take the initiative, slowly lifting and lowering myself on my grandfather. The blanket rose and fell with the motion of my ass, as I pleasured myself by gently stirring the rigid dick deep within my vagina.
I felt my breath quickening, beginning to come in gasps and ragged pants. My mouth was open and slack, and I could tell that I was drooling, but I couldn't help it. My saliva was soaking through Grandpa's shirt to moisten his shoulder, as I squirmed on my grandfather's lap. I knew I was getting close. So was Grandpa.
Grandpa's hands dropped beneath the blanket again. He reached up, forcing his hands between us, to cup those little bumps on my chest, that seemed to turn him on so much. His thumbs brushed the tiny, rigid spikes of my, by now swollen, nipples and suddenly I could take it no more. I started grinding myself down hard onto his dick, gasping and grunting.
A little too loudly. Momma had entered through the back door, and was checking the living-room also. I felt Grandpa tense, thumbs on my nipples, hands clasping my ribcage. "Shhhh!" I dimly responded, closing my eyes again and forcing myself to hold still. But I couldn't keep my body from trembling.
Momma blinked, and looked around. Seeing her little daughter in her grandfather's lap, Momma's face registered confusion for an instant -- then she smiled -- the same indulgent smile that Papa had given us.
Knowing that Momma was watching me, while Grandpa's cock pulsed in my belly was too much. The strain of holding out got too great. Suddenly I feel a hard, rhythmic sucking sensation -- as I squeezed Grandpa's dick hard: again, again, again, again --- my god, I was CUMMING! I couldn't help it. I clamped down so hard on Grandpa's cock, he must have felt like it was being cut off.
Somehow, I managed to force myself to remain completely still, as I shuddered into the first spasms of my climax, but my face contorted in ecstasy, and my grunts and snorts of sexual pleasure must have been unmistakable to my mother.



Momma's smile snapped into an openmouthed silent scream. She jerked the blanket from us, flicked my skirt out of the way, and stared in shock at what she saw. Her eyes widened at the spectacle of her deeply impaled little girl writhing lewdly on her own grandfather's swollen cock, grunting and fucking herself toward orgasm.
My eyes opened to look at Momma, my head still tight against Grandpa's chest, helpless and limp in my sexual ecstasy. I couldn't bear the thought of stopping now. "Please Momma," I whispered. "Don't make me stop."
Momma's expression wavered for an instant... I weakly reached for Momma with one limp hand...
Momma flashed one glance at Grandpa, then at me... then Momma reached out and softly stroked my hair, whispering in my ear as I let go. "It's OK Honey," she said. "Let yourself go. Momma's here."
Relieved, I closed my eyes, and crushed myself greedily against Grandpa, grunting and wheezing as the violent sensation of deep vaginal orgasm overwhelmed my body.
I know that the powerful spasms of my vagina were sucking and milking Grandpa's dick unmercifully -- He was going to come, too -- He wouldn't be able to help it...
I buried my face in his chest, as Grandpa's eyes were riveted on Momma -- still stroking and gentling me as I trembled through my orgasm -- Momma turned -- and made eye contact with Grandpa, just at the instant that his own eyes glazed over with the exquisite intensity of his orgasmic explosion deep inside his own daughter's little girl.
Some dark corner of Grandpa's mind must have dimly registered that Momma was still looking at him as the powerful spurts gushing into me finally dwindled, but his prostate had seized control. Grandpa squinted helplessly at his daughter as his body emptied itself into my vagina.
My pulse thundering in my temples, I struggled to focus. Gradually I become aware that I was still lying on Grandpa's chest, my own chest heaving from the force of my own orgasm, as Momma looked at her father with a level gaze. As my eyes opened, Momma leaned over and whispered something in her father's ear.
Grandpa didn't seem to understand. Momma smiled, then kissed him, once, full on the lips, very softly. She repeated herself, in a quiet whisper, "Did you enjoy it?"
Stunned by the question, under the circumstances, Grandpa was speechless.
Momma smiled again. "Oh, I hope you enjoyed it... as much as I did..."
Grandpa's head snapped to the right, to look at his daughter in astonishment. Momma was smiling again, lifting my skirt to reveal my smooth vulva, with a barely visible rivulet of white leaking from between two small, perfectly hairless pussy lips, as Grandpa's shrunken cock slithered out of me. I felt empty at the loss, but glad that Momma wasn't mad at us.
"Thanks for letting Grandpa's get me pregnant," I said.



Momma turned to me. "You WANT Grandpa to get you pregnant?" she asked, in astonishment.
I nodded. "Please Momma. I really do like it. I Like to feel him getting me pregnant. Please Momma?"
"Oh God!" said Momma. For a minute, Momma looked angry at her father; but then seeing me practically begging him to impregnate me, she relented. Momma knew that there wasn't a man in the world that would be able to resist a 12-year-old girl like me, begging him to fuck her, and get her pregnant. Even if she was his own granddaughter. "Oh go ahead. I guess it's too late now, anyway. Go on, knock the kid up. Just go easy on her. After all, she's still just a little girl, even if her body's a woman's," she said, as she looked at Grandpa. "You've got until it's time to go home, to make sure."
"I may NEVER go home then."
"Papa!"
"OK. . . Two weeks."
With Momma's permission this time. Grandpa began fucking me again. For a while, Momma watched Grandpa sliding his cock in and out of my slit, then she left. A few minutes later, as Grandpa and I were approaching another climax, and I was begging Grandpa to "Get me pregnant," I noticed that Momma was back, and she had Papa with her.
"I wouldn't have believed it," said Papa, "but you're right. She obviously DOES want him to. I'll be jiggered. You would have thought it would be Billy, or even me, but her own grandfather? Oh well, if that's what she wants. . . C'mon lets leave them alone."
"Don't go Papa," I said. "I Don't mind if you watch."
So Papa and Momma did. And afterwards, I watched them do it. The only one who might have felt left out, was Billy, but he was so wrapped up in his girlfriend, that I doubt he would have noticed if Grandpa and I had climbed into HIS bed at night, and fucked right next to him. Whatever. Anyway, Billy wasn't suffering sexually, at that time.
Momma and Papa regularly watched me fuck Grandpa the whole rest of the time that Grandpa was there. Two wonderful weeks. Two weeks of feeling Grandpa's thick cock in my tight little hole every night. Two wonderful weeks of sleeping with Grandpa, waking up to feeling his warm sticky liquid filling my tummy. Two weeks of wearing almost nothing that might get in the way of a "quickie." Two gorgeous weeks of knowing just how much my grandfather loved me, as he told me over and over again, thanking me for this wonderful opportunity. Two weeks of going to sleep each night with my tummy filled to bursting with my Grandfather's thick sticky sperm warming my tummy, and carrying it in my belly every day when I went out to play. Learning how to do it "dog- fashion" "woman on top" "missionary-style" "spoon-fashion" and too many other ways to count. Grandpa taught me to suck him off, always being careful to not "waste it" and have him finish by squirting it up inside my tummy where it belonged. He also taught me about "cunnilingus," when he got too exhausted to get it up. Two simply marvelous weeks.



Afterwards, when he was leaving, Grandpa seemed so happy that my period or "monthlies" hadn't come yet, when he left. At the time, I wondered why.
Two days later, I was bloody. I was in the bathroom, when Momma came in and caught me staring morosely at the red drop on my finger that announced the arrival of my period. Such a mess. It gave me cramps, and made me realize just how much I missed the warm smooth feel of Grandpa's "cum" inside me. Not to mention his wonderful thick cock. It'd be over a year, before Grandpa came back, and I didn't know HOW I was going to make it without feeling him "cumming" in me, "getting me pregnant." I was aching for the feel of his white sticky stuff inside me, instead of this mess. Momma seemed to understand.
"Got your period, huh?" she asked.
"Yeh," I sighed resignedly. Then I decided that Momma should know the rest of what was bothering me: Missing Grandpa's white-stuff squirting inside me, while I climaxed around his thick penis. "And Grandpa's no longer here to get me pregnant. SHIT!"
Momma must have felt sympathy for me. I guess, after having all those kids herself, she could feel for a daughter who wanted that badly to have one of her own.
"You want it that bad?" she asked. "You really did like the idea of Grandpa getting you pregnant that much?"
I nodded gloomily.
Momma seemed to come to a decision. "You know, Lynn," she said, after a long pause, "Grandpa's not the ONLY male member of this family, you know."
I gaped at her. Did she mean?
"Lynn," said Momma. "If you want it that bad, I'm sure that either your father, or your big brother would be happy to knock you up, if you only asked them."
My confusion must have told her that I didn't understand the words. "Get you pregnant," she explained. "Your father, or your brother would be happy to get you pregnant."
Oh! Getting "Knocked-Up," was the same as "Getting- pregnant." I tried to remember that. "Both of them?" I wondered hopefully.
"No silly." Momma gave me a loving smile that took the sting out. "You want to know who's it is."
I wondered about this. Surely I knew who was "getting me pregnant" when they did it. Oh well, I had noticed that neither Papa nor Billy had tried to do anything while Grandpa was. Maybe there was some special etiquette in sex that I didn't know about yet. I thought about it. "Papa," I said. "I want Papa to knock me up."
I must have gotten the words right, because Momma didn't correct me, and that night Papa came into my room. "Are you sure you want me to do this Princess?" he asked, before getting undressed.
I always melt inside when Papa calls me his "Princess." "Oh YES Papa!" I said. "Would you please get me pregnant? Please Papa?"



So Papa did. He put his big thick cock up inside me, and fucked me, and got me pregnant. I never had another period. Papa fucked me every night, at least once, and usually twice. Since he also had to take care of Momma, he didn't have as much for me as Grandpa had, but he still kept me sexually satisfied, even after I missed my period. He said he "owed it to me."
It wasn't until about 7 months later, when I had gained about 20 pounds, that I finally learned what I had done. My older sister had come home to visit, and looked at my swelling little tummy, smiled at me, and asked, "When's the baby due?"
"Baby?" I asked. "What baby?"
Everyone stared at me.






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BIGSIS.TXT (mf, teen, pedo, incest, cons)


Big Sister's Lessons
An Erotic Story


I'll never forget the time my big sister Karen, caught me and Danny playing with ourselves. Danny's my friend, who lived next door. The two of us were always together, getting into, and out of trouble together, all the time. We played baseball together, stole cookies together, and learned about life together. At least, until that time my sister caught us.
This time started out not much different than many of our other escapades. We were in my room, sorting baseball cards, when Danny told me of his latest caper. Both of us were 13, and had been trying to find out as much about sex, as we could without being caught. My parents had seen to it, that their kids knew most of the basics, such as that boys had penises, and girls had vaginas, and that babies were made, when a man put his penis inside a girl, and squirted something inside her. Danny told me, that his mother never told him anything. If it hadn't been for me, he said he would probably think that babies were brought by the stork, or were found in the cabbage-patch or something. By the time I am talking about, his mother seemed to figure that he already knew about boys and girls, by osmosis or something.
At the time I am speaking of, Danny and I were both eager to find out what really went on between older men and women. We knew there was more to it than "Man puts penis inside girl, and BOOM, there's a baby!" The trouble is, we didn't know what the "more" consisted of; so we tried to find out by spying, and listening in on my older sister and other teenagers; as they tried to "make out." This "Making out" business, we weren't sure what it was, but it sure sounded like fun, as all the older boys were trying to do it, and even the girls, though they mostly seemed to hold off better than the boys.
Besides this, both of us were desperately eager to find out what girls really looked like, underneath their clothes. With three sisters in the house, and my mother, you'd think that I had a better chance of sneaking a peek, and getting a look at what one of the opposite sex really looked like, but that wasn't the case. Or at least it wasn't, until that afternoon. Living with just his little sister Chrissy, and his mother, had made things rather casual over at Danny's house. He occasionally got glimpses of both his sister, and mother, when they got up during the night, and went to the bathroom. Since his room was the one right next to the bathroom, he left his door open, and pretended to be asleep, whenever he heard one of them get up during the night. He never got more than a glimpse though, of his little sister's body, or his mother's mature vagina as they whipped in and out, hoping they weren't observed. Me, the best I ever saw, was when we went to the beach, and my sisters wore bikini's. But everyone saw that, so no big deal.



The only time I ever saw any more, was the time, I had inadvertently walked in on my big sister, when she was getting dressed for a date. Mother had asked me to give Karen her blouse, as it had just gotten dry, and she needed it to get ready. I was completely unprepared for the sight I got, as I walked into my big sister's bedroom. Karen was sitting on the bed, not naked, but in bikini panties, and bra, combing her hair. She took the blouse from me, thanked me, and continued combing. The blouse had slipped from my fingers, and frankly I was staring. My sister was beautiful! She had pert little tits, that filled out the red brassiere so nicely, with a mound of skin filling up the top. Her matching red panties were filled by a plump little ass that I just ached to reach out and touch. But these didn't get much more than a passing glance from me. The thing that drew my eyes like a magnet, was the bare skin that showed, all the way from the top of her panties, to the bottom of her bra. Karen had such smooth creamy skin, a slightly rounded little belly, and her bellybutton was the perfect center to all this feminine pulchritude. I couldn't take my eyes off her. I think now, that my sister knew that I was staring at her, and was enjoying it. Finally, Karen turned to me, and said, "Got your eyeballs back in yet Mike?" I felt as if I was going to die from embarrassment, as my sister got up, and walked unconcernedly past me, to the closet. As she passed me, I got a whiff of her scent. Karen wasn't wearing any perfume; she just smelled of pretty girl fresh from the shower. Even now, years later, the thought of that smell alone, is enough to give me a hard-on. At the time, it was devastating. My little pecker was so hard in my pants, that it's a wonder that I didn't have an accident. In my embarrassment, and shame, I didn't look where I was going, and tripped over my sister's dress, on the way out of the door, increasing my embarrassment a hundredfold. I though I was going to die, but my big sister just giggled, and told me, "It's OK Mike, I don't mind," as I took off for my room, nursing a sore elbow. That little episode gave Danny and me, conversation material for several weeks.
The afternoon in question, Danny had been telling me about what had happened the previous night. His mother had gone out for the evening, and had left him to watch over the house, and his little sister. Previously, they had both had a babysitter, but Danny's mother figured that Danny was old enough now, to look after himself, and his little sister too. Danny had been so proud, he was almost ready to burst, but this wasn't what had excited him the most. It seems, that when it came time to go to bed, his little sister had been taking a bath, and had forgotten the soap. When he went in and handed it to her, Chrissy had been standing naked, beside the tub, while she waited for her brother to find some. Danny had gotten a really good look at his little sister's pouting young slit, before the little girl took the soap, and climbed into the tub.



Seeing his little sister naked, in the bathroom, had gotten Danny so excited, he couldn't sleep that night. He kept thinking about his little sister, lying there naked, in the next room, under her sheets. (It seems, that nobody at Danny's house ever wore pajamas, or nightclothes of any kind to bed.) Finally, the thoughts got to be too much, and Danny padded down to his little sister's room, and opened the door. His little sister was sleeping, and didn't wake up, when he called her name.
After calling, "Chrissy," softly, and then louder, Danny got up enough courage to walk over to his sister's bed, and look down on her. Telling himself, that it was his duty, to see that the little girl was OK, he noticed that his sister had somehow gotten the blankets all twisted up, and was just sleeping underneath the bedspread. Danny decided that he'd better tuck the little girl in, like his mother used to. Pulling off the bedspread, he almost fainted at the sight of his little sister lying there naked, sprawled out on the bed. Danny decided that he'd never get a better chance to see what little girl's looked like, so he examined his little sister, from the tips of her flat little breasts, down the tiny little hole that made a split in the mound between the little girl's legs. Danny couldn't stop himself from reaching out and touching it. It was warm as smooth, and as his finger ran across the opening, slippery. Danny pulled his hand away like a shot, as the shock ran up his arm. He knew, that if he didn't stop right then, he'd be sticking his finger up inside his little sister's hole, just to see what it felt like, and how'd he explain that, if Chrissy woke up?
Danny had just started to pull the sheets up over the little girl, when he saw his sister looking straight at him. "What'cha doin' Danny?" she asked.
"Just tucking you in," Danny said, as he hurriedly pulled the sheets straight, and then the blankets. He was sweating, as he thought about how close that had been.
"You were looking at me, wernt'cha?" The little girl's soft voice made Danny's hair stand on end. How much had the little girl been aware of?
Danny was about to deny it, as he finished straightening out the bedspread, and the little girl snuggled down to sleep, but his sister's next words left him speechless. "I d'mind," said Chrissy, sleepily. "You c'n look, if you wanna'."
Danny told me that he had felt like pulling the covers off his little sister, and really taking a good look, but Chrissy seemed to be actually falling asleep, and he was worried about when his mother would be home.
By the time Danny had finished his story, both of us were so excited, we felt we had to stop, and play with ourselves. The two of us had been playing with ourselves for over a year, ever since we found out how good it felt. We weren't really "jacking off" as neither of us had yet cum, but we pulled on our pricks for what seemed like hours, sometimes. Once, Danny had kissed the head of my prick, and I had kissed his (at his insistence. He said it was only fair.) We didn't do that again, as it didn't feel as good, as when our fingers pulled on the whole thing.



"Tell me again, what her vagina looked like," I panted, knowing only the clinical term, as I hadn't yet learned the words cunt, pussy, or snatch, and certainly wouldn't have associated them with what little girl's had.
"Well," said Danny, pointing to his own little penis, sticking out like a fat pencil, from between his legs, "she didn't have a penis, like this, or even any balls underneath. It was just kinda' smooth, y'know, and where your penis is, there was this little hole. Only it wasn't round, y'know, it went up and down, and looked somewhat like one of those fuzzy fruits you eat. . . Wha'dya call 'em? Neck. . . something or other."
"Peaches?" I supplied, as that was the only fuzzy fruit I could think of.
"Yeah, like that. Like a peach, only not fuzzy, but smooth." He paused, then blurted, "Nectarines! that's what I was thinking about. Only, I think peaches are better."
"Tell me more," I panted, excited as much as he was.


It was at this moment, that the roof fell in. Or at least, so it seemed at the moment. "I think he's told you enough," came the firm voice of my older sister. "Don't you Danny?"
Standing in the doorway, was my older sister, leaning against the frame, as she gave us both a look, that chilled us to the bone. "Caught!" we both thought, as we scrambled for our clothes.
"You might as well leave them off," said Karen to me, as Danny continued struggling to get his pants on. "Danny, you'd better get home."
I was really scared now. I was going to get paddled. Probably by Daddy, and on my bare butt. By the time Danny finished dressing, and was on his way out the door, we were both crying. My sister stopped Danny on his way out, and whispered something in his ear that must have made him feel better, because by the time I saw him cross the yard, he was looking more like his cheerful self, than scared of being punished. I figured that this meant that I was going to get the brunt of the punishment instead.


"So, my little brother wants to know what girls look like," said Karen. "Well, We'll just have to see what we can do about that. Now you," she continued, glaring at me, "finish getting undressed." When I looked at her, she amplified, "Yes, everything. Shoes, socks, shirt, the works!"
Our parents were gone for the weekend, and had left Karen in charge. They had made it clear, before they left, that what she said, went. I figured that whatever punishment Karen was going to meet out, would be better than what Daddy would do when he got home, or even Mother. Besides, I knew that Karen was fair. If she punished me now, she wouldn't tell our parents on me later. I resolved to take my punishment without flinching.



Karen's next move surprised me. "Diane!" she yelled. "Suzy! Get your butts in here! NOW!" There was a scramble of motion from the other room, and within a few seconds my two little sisters were in my room staring at me. I wanted to climb in bed, and cover myself with the blankets, but Karen wouldn't let me.
"Your big brother here," she said sarcastically, "wants to see what girls look like naked. I think we should teach him what it's like to be looked at, don't you? How'd you like to see what a boy looks like naked?" When both my sisters nodded, she continued, "Well, go ahead and look. He won't stop you." With this, she gave me a look, that told me that I'd better not, if I knew what was good for me.
Diane was the first one to get up enough nerve. Shyly, she came over, and knelt down in front of me, to where her face was almost in front of my crotch. "Wow!" she breathed. "It looks so soft!" I could feel her breath on my penis, as she whispered.
By this time, Suzy was trying to push her older sister aside. "Let me look too!" she complained. Shortly, both of my two younger sisters were looking me over, as if I were a piece of meat, in the butcher shop. Diane started to reach out and touch my prick, then stopped. "Can I touch it?" she asked, looking first at me, then up at our big sister.
"If he doesn't mind," said Karen, as if it made no difference to her. "But, isn't this a little unfair. You get to see him, and he doesn't get to see you. If you're going to be feeling him up, don't you think you should get undressed yourself first?"
"If I didn't mind!" I was so far from minding, that I would have given three weeks' allowance, to have my little sister touch my cock. Then Karen's other words sunk in, and I felt as though I had been snatched from purgatory, straight into heaven. She wasn't only not going to punish me, she was actually arranging it so that I could get the look at a girl I had been wanting! I was so busy marveling at this revelation, that I was barely aware of both my little sisters getting undressed, until Karen spoke up.
"Well," said Karen, "if everybody else is going to strip, I guess I'd better too." Frankly, I stared, along with Diane and Suzy, as our big sister shrugged out of her sweater, and started taking off her mini-skirt.
"Well," she said again, "what are you two standing there for?" With this, she gave a glare at our two little sisters, who had paused in their own undressing to watch their big sister undress. Diane and Suzy hurriedly finished stripping, and stood watching Karen, as she took off her shoes and reached for her bra.
"What's the matter?" she asked, suddenly conscious of the three pairs of eyes on her bosom, as she started to remove the lacy brassiere. "Haven't you ever seen a grown woman's breasts before?"
All three of us shook our heads.



"Well," suddenly giggled Karen, "there's a first time for everything, isn't there? I think that tonight, there's going to be a lot of firsts!" With this, she reached behind her back, and gave a funny kind of shrug, and the bra came loose. For a minute, Karen kind of posed, with the bra in one hand, as her breasts came free. To this day, when I think of the perfect breast, my sister's comes to mind, just as she looked that day. Her breasts were high and firm, with no hint of sag, or over- fullness, smooth rounded bumps on her chest, that had rosy pink nipples, surrounded by a pink ring, that just made you want to suckle on them. Even afterwards, after all that we've done together, I still envy her children, who got to suck on them as much as they wanted, when they were babies. Of course, that was much later. At the time, I just wanted to reach out and feel them; to see if they were real. I'd never seen anyone with bumps on their chest before, and didn't know what they were. Most of the women I knew (like my mother) wore such baggy dresses, that you almost weren't sure they had breasts, let alone ones like these. Of course, I was aware that older girls were different up top, but I had never really seen how different, until then.
My sister saw my reaching hand, and stopped me. "Later," she told me. I was in ecstasy. She hadn't said, "No!" I felt like I was willing to wait forever, if she was going to let me. It was about this time, when my sister started to pull down her pants that she really blew my mind. Karen was standing there naked, except for her lacy red panties (the same ones she had worn on that night, several months ago.), and was about to pull them off, when an idea occurred to her. "You do it," she said.
"Huh?" I gaped at her.
"You wanted to see what a girl looks like naked. You take them off."
I couldn't believe my ears, but that didn't stop me. Shivering with excitement, I reached for my sister's waist, and started pulling on the thin red elastic. The feel of my big sister's skin against my fingertips sent a shock up my arm. Her skin was so soft, and warm. I jerked my hand away, as the feel of her creamy smooth skin almost burned my fingers. Karen reached out, grabbed my hand, and placed it firmly back on her waist, where the top edge of her panties was. I felt as if I was in heaven, as I hooked my thumbs in the elastic of her panties, and started pulling them down. The thought burned in my mind: I was actually going to see my first naked pussy, not only of a girl, but of the most beautiful woman I have ever known. (I know, I know. My other two sisters were already standing naked next to me, with their naked pussies right out there where I could look at them; but at the moment, I wasn't even aware of their presence.)



As I started pulling my sister's panties down, my nose suddenly notified me that my sister was a woman! The warm musky smell that arose from my sister's crack, wasn't at all the same showered clean little-girl smell that I had noticed before. If I had the experience then, that I have now, that smell would have had me knowing that I was going to get laid that night, because no woman I have ever known could get that excited, and still refuse me. Still, at the moment, all I knew was that the smell excited me, and stimulated me beyond belief. As I pulled my sister's panties down, the smell intensified, until I was almost ready to cum, even though I never had before. My prick was so hard, I felt like I could drive nails with it. Finally, I managed to get the panties down far enough that my sister could step out of them, and I stepped back, to look (really LOOK), at what I had uncovered.
Did I mention before, that my sister Karen was gorgeous? I did? Well, she was. At 14, Karen looked like a goddess. Even now, years later, at 24 she has a figure that most women would kill for, and Michelangelo would have given an arm, if he could have had her for a model. At the time, to a 13 year old boy, a wet-dream doesn't do justice to the way she made me feel. I stared at her, trying to memorize her body, from her perfect tits, down to the "vee" of her fuzzy little cunt, now slightly wet with excitement. Her legs were perfectly shaped, and had just enough rounding to match the smooth roundedness of her plump little ass. Up above, her face was set off by the most beautiful cascades of brown hair you could imagine, that reached almost to her waist. Of course, I had always known that Karen had a beautiful face, and hair, so these didn't attract my attention, so much at that moment. At that moment, my eyes were glued to the spot between her thighs, where the fuzz ended, and the puffy lips of her vagina could just be seen. I didn't know, at the time, that the puffiness was caused by her excitement, at being seen naked by her own little brother.
My reverie was broken by my little sister's excited words. "Can I touch it now?" Diane was staring as raptly at my throbbing penis, as I had been staring at Karen.
"Could she touch it?!" It was almost as if a bomb exploded in my head. There was nothing in the world I wanted more, than to have my little sister touch my cock. Except, maybe having my big sister do it. I barely managed to croak, "Unhuh," and incline my head, as I was speechless.
Diane reached out, and stroked the head with her cool little fingers. It was the last straw for me. I was as surprised as she was, when my little peter began squirting a white liquid all over her hand, her naked little breasts, and flat little tummy. I had never cum before in my life, so at first I was worried that something bad was happening, until Karen spoke up and said, "Do it Mike. That's it! Cum on your little sister. Squirt it all over her." With this, Karen reached down, and milked the last drops of sperm onto my little sister, joining a trickle that was running down towards the little girl's slit. Then Karen did something, that still gives me a thrill, when I think of it today.



Karen reached down, and scooped up a big glob of sperm that was trickling down Diane's belly with her finger, and pushed the sperm-covered finger right up inside the little girl's slit. "This'll make you slipperier inside, and ready," she said. Ready for what, she didn't say. She added as almost an afterthought, "It's really all supposed to go up inside you. I hate to see it go to waste."
Taking Karen's comment as an instruction, Diane began scooping up the remaining gobs of white from her belly and breasts, and trying to put them inside herself. After a few minutes of this, Diane had stopped trying to get more stuff inside her hole, and was just sliding her finger in and out, as she got more and more excited. I recognized the symptoms of her excitement, as the same ones I got when I played with myself, so I started getting excited again too.
"You do it for her," breathed Karen in my ear. She was so excited herself, that she could barely breathe. "Diane, you do Mike, while he does you."
Diane had been lying back on the bed, working her finger in and out of her little slit, when Karen interrupted. She turned out to be quite willing, however. As I reached for my little sister, Diane reached for me, at almost the same moment. Soon, I was sliding my big finger in and out of my little sister's slit, as she massaged my cock with her slippery little hand. It wasn't long, before we were both gasping from excitement, as my little sister's vagina clutched my finger like a calf sucking on its mother's teat.
Diane wasn't very far from her orgasm, and I was almost ready to squirt a second load of sperm all over my little sister's belly, when Karen stopped us.
"Wait," she said, "let's do this right. I'll help. Diane, you lie back on the bed, and spread your legs. Mike, you get between Diane's legs, and I'll show you what to do."
Following my big sister's directions, I climbed on the bed, as Diane spread her legs, allowing me to climb between them. I approached my little sister, with my prick bobbing, dribbling a clear liquid all over my little sister's leg. Karen reached down, grabbed my swollen penis, and directed it into my little sister's hole. "Now push!" she commanded, and I did.
There was a slight snapping sensation, and Diane said, "Ow!" as my penis slid into her belly with a rush. After that, neither of us was capable of saying a word, as we were suddenly grunting and groaning from our impeding climaxes. I didn't really fuck my little sister. That is, I didn't slide it in and out, as you might expect. I was too excited for that, and so was Diane. I just kept pushing my cock as hard as I could up inside the little 11 year old girl, while she pushed back at me, just as hard. Diane had unconsciously wrapped her legs around me, and was working as hard as she could to force another inch of my cock up inside her. All of a sudden it was too much. The feeling of my little sister's smooth belly rubbing against mine, her panting in my ear, her legs around my waist, but most of all her tight little snatch squeezing and sucking on my prick like a milking machine gone out of control. It was all too much.



Suddenly, I was squirting thick sticky white stuff out of my penis again. Only this time, I was squirting it where it belonged, right up inside the welcoming belly of my own 11 year old little sister. Spasm after spasm shook me, as I emptied myself inside the little girl. Diane was right with me. As I reached my second climax of my life, my little sister reached what was probably her first. Gasping and grunting, her little cunt spasmed around my squirting cock, milking every last drop up inside her tight little belly, and trying for more. It was only when my penis had shrunk so that it couldn't remain inside her any more, that she finally slowed down.
"Oh boy!" she panted in my ear. "That was good!"
I had to agree. It was only afterwards, that we became aware of the two other interested parties watching us.
"That," said Karen, "is called fucking. Now you two know why everyone wants to do it!"
"Oh," I said numbly. "So that's what it is."
Diane was too exhausted to do more, than just pant happily in my ear, as we lay there, with a bubble of white just starting to ooze up out of her tiny little slit. "I don't care what they call it," she finally panted. "I like it." She gave me a hug.
"I do too," I panted back in her ear, as I returned the hug.
Suzy spoke up, for the first time, since entering the room. "That was awesome," said the 9 year old little girl. "When can I do it?"
"Are you sure you want to?" asked Karen. "You're a little small."
"I don't think I can, anyway," I said. "I'm beat."
"That's not fair!" said Suzy. "I'm telling Mommy, that Diane got to fuck Mike, and I didn't!"
Fear coursed through my veins. Somehow, I knew that our parents wouldn't be too pleased to hear Suzy say that. Karen must have been even more frightened. "You can fuck too," she reassured the little girl. "If you really want to. But you've got to promise you won't tell anybody!"
"Not anybody?" asked the little girl. "Not even Mommy?"
"Especially not Mom, or Dad either," said Karen. "If you tell either of them, they'll probably make us stop. Is that what you want?" Everybody in the room, held their breath, until Suzy made up her mind.
"No," said Suzy. "OK. I won't tell. But Mike's got to fuck me, just like he did Diane. It's only fair."
"If you really want to," I said, secretly thrilled by the idea, but trying to act bored, as if I got to fuck 9 year old girls every day. "But you'll have to wait, until I get hard again." After cumming once on, and another time, in, one little sister, my once erect penis now looked like a wet-noodle.
"That can be fixed," giggled Karen. "Come here, little sister. If you want to fuck, you'll have to learn how to get it up," she continued, as Suzy came over, and looked at my limp member. "Now first, get ahold of it. Easy!" she added, as Suzy grabbed my cock with a grip that threatened to tear it off. "Now lick it, and suck it," she said.



"But it's all gooey, and it's been inside Diane's. . ." Suzy's voice trailed off.
"That just makes it taste good," said Karen, almost blowing my mind again. "Here, let me show you, what I mean." With this, my older sister reached out, took my penis in her hand, leaned over me, so that her hair was brushing my stomach, and. . . and. . . and she swallowed my cock! At first, I was scared that she was going to bite it off, or something, but then the feeling of her warm mouth, and lively little tongue on my little peter hit me like a sledgehammer.
"Oooh!" I moaned. "Gee that feels good." Karen was right alongside me now, and I couldn't resist reaching out, and feeling my big sister's gorgeous ass, that was now only a foot away. Karen didn't pull away, as I started feeling her up, she just kept bobbing her head up and down on my penis, until it started to expand again.
"See. Like that," she told Suzy, as she reluctantly pulled her mouth off my swelling cock. "Now, let's see you do it."
Obediently, Suzy leaned over, and started sucking, as Karen straightened up. My hand slipped down over her ass, and between her thighs, feeling a drool of wetness coming from the hair between my big sister's legs. "Ow!" I said, as Suzy's teeth rubbed against the tip of my cock. "Don't bite it. Just suck it, like Karen did."
"Sorry," mumbled Suzy around my cock. This time, the little girl did better. Soon, my little sister was sucking up and down, as if she'd been doing it for years. The stimulation of Suzy's blow-job, and feeling up my big sister (not to mention smelling her!), soon had me to the point I was about to erupt again.
"Unh," I warned, "Suzy, I'm gonna'. . ." I didn't know how to say it, but I was about to cum in my horny little sister's 9 year old mouth.
Karen did know how to say it. "Suzy! Stop!" she commanded. "If you keep that up, he's going to squirt his cum in your mouth."
Suzy paused, and replied, "I don't mind. You were right, It tastes good. He can squirt in my mouth, if he wants to."
Karen interrupted again, as Suzy's mouth started to descend again to my throbbing prick. "I thought you wanted to fuck," she said. "If you suck him off, You won't get fucked."
"Oh," said Suzy. "What do I do now, then?"
"Well," said Karen, "you can either climb on top of him, and put it in yourself, or you can have him do it, like he did to Diane."
Suzy looked at my erect member, and gulped. "I think I'll do it like Diane did," she squeaked. "I don't think I could do it on top." With this, the little girl lay back on the bed, alongside me, and said, "OK Mike, Do it to me. Fuck me, just like you did Diane."



I looked over at my big sister. Karen was rubbing herself between the legs, obviously just as excited as we were. "Do it Mike," she said. "Fuck your little sister. Let me see you impregnate your own sister. Squirt your cum in her Mike." Karen was obviously in some kind of fantasy of her own. Not really understanding what my big sister was babbling about, except that she wanted to see me fuck our little sister, I approached Suzy, and put the tip of my stiff cock up against the little girl's tiny little hole.
I pushed. Nothing happened, except that my cock bent under the strain. I pushed in harder. Still nothing.
"Dammit!" said Suzy. "Why won't it go in?"
"You're just too small," I said. "It won't fit."
Karen spoke up again. "Get her slippery, with your cum, then push."
Following my big sister's directions, I took a glob of cum that was leaking out of the tip of my penis, and rubbed it around the little girl's hole. Then, placing the tip up against the slit, I started pushing again. Slowly, my cock started to slide into my little sister.
"Ow!" said Suzy, as the head of my cock suddenly slipped inside her.
"Do you want me to stop?" I asked, anxiously. The feeling of the little girl's vagina squeezing on the tip of my cock was exquisite. It was so tight, and so lively. I could feel my sister's involuntary spasms; as her tight little cunt milked the head of my cock.
"No. Just go easy huh?" gasped Suzy.
I couldn't go too easy, or it wouldn't go in; my little sister was so tight. Still, I did my best. Working the tip in and out, each time, until it wouldn't go in any farther. I still had over half of my cock outside the little girl. "That's as far as it'll go," I said, somewhat disappointed.
Suzy was almost crying in disappointment also. "That's it?" she asked. "Diane took a lot more than that!"
Karen said something to the effect: "You've got to bust her cherry."
"Huh?" said Suzy and I together, not understanding.
Karen mumbled something to herself, that sounded like, "Idiot Kids!" Then she reached some kind of decision. The next thing I knew, my big sister had walloped me on the behind with her bare hand. I don't know where she got the strength, but if felt like it was going to raise a blister, she hit me so hard.
My yowl of pain, was echoed by a screech from my little sister. In pulling away from the swat Karen had delivered; I had forced my cock all the way up inside Suzy, tearing something inside her.
"What'dya' do that for?" I asked. "I think I tore Suzy inside. Are you OK Suzy?" I asked my little sister.
"It hurts!" said Suzy, sending a black look at our older sister.
"O God!" I said. "She's bleeding! We'd better get her to the hospital! What are you waiting for Karen? Suzy's hurt!"



My big sister seemed to be in some kind of fit. Then I realized! Karen was laughing! "I can see it now," she chortled. "Nurses running all over the place, and when they ask what happened, we tell them, 'Oh nothing, Suzy just got her cherry popped by her big brother!'" Karen started laughing harder than ever.
By this time, I had figured that it couldn't be too serious, if Karen was taking it so lightly. "What do you mean, cherry popped?" I asked. "It felt like I tore something inside Suzy."
"It hurts," repeated Suzy.
Karen finally composed herself enough to answer, "It's supposed to hurt." She continued to me, "And you did tear something inside her. Her 'cherry,' or maidenhead, you dummy. You just took your little sister's virginity."
All of a sudden a light began to dawn. I vaguely remembered something about a piece of tissue that women had inside their vagina's from our parent's lessons.
"You mean I'm not a virgin any more?" sniffled Suzy.
"Technically no," giggled Karen, then continued, "Some people don't think it counts, until a guy cums inside you though. You are going to cum inside her, aren't you?" she asked me.
I looked at my little sister questioningly. If she said no, I'd make do somehow.
Suzy gulped, then asked, "Will it hurt?"
Karen nodded. "Just a little, this time. Next time, not so much. Probably not at all, after that. When I first got fucked, it felt so good when the guy squirted his cum inside me, I forgot all about the pain."
Suzy gulped again, but said bravely, "Do it big brother. Fuck me, and cum in me, like Karen says."
My prick had gone soft, when I thought Suzy was hurt, but had risen again when the two girls started talking about squirting cum inside them. Once more, I approached my little sister, and pushed the head of my cock up against her tight little hole. This time, my penis slid all the way up inside the little girl when I pushed.
"Ooof!" said Suzy. Then, "It's OK Mike. It doesn't hurt too much."
I looked down at where my cock was buried in my little sister's belly. Suzy's legs were spread, and her little slit was obscenely stretched around the base of my swollen penis. I could feel the involuntary flutters of the child's vagina squeezing on my cock with a tightness that was almost unbelievable. The little girl was almost milking me off, and I wasn't even moving. I flexed my prick, and saw Suzy's belly bulge. I felt like I could reach down and grab my prick through the skin of my little sister's belly, and jack myself off inside her.
"Ooh! That feels good Mike. Do that again!" said Suzy.
Once again, I flexed my prick inside my little sister, drawing a groan from her. "More!" she gasped.



I pulled about an inch of my cock out of my sister, then pushed it back in again. "Unnggh!" said Suzy. I did it again; only this time, Suzy pushed back. The last half-inch of my cock slid inside the little girl. The tightness was unbelievable. I pulled out, then slid it home again, and watched in amazement, as ripples ran down my little sister's belly, while her vagina went into spasms around my cock. Squeeze, squeeeeze, SQUEEZE. The little girl was gasping incoherently now. "Ungh Ungh Uuuunnngghh!"
It was too much for me. Once again my cock squirted the thick milky stuff that Karen called cum inside my sister. Only this was my little 9 year old sister, Suzy.
"That's it," groaned Karen in my ear, as she watched me mating with our little sister. "Cum in her Mike. Let me see you knock the kid up." Karen was back in her fantasy again.
"Huh?" I gasped, not understanding. Besides, the feeling of my little sister's vagina milking the sperm out of my cock was too intense for me to hold a very intelligible conversation.
"Squirt your sperm inside your little sister," amplified Karen. "I wantta' watch you make a baby in Suzy."
All of a sudden, my big sister's words made sense. A man squirted something inside a girl to make a baby. I was squirting something inside Suzy. I was making a baby inside my own little sister! It was way too late to pull out, and besides my big sister's fantasy was catching. "Ooooh. OooooH!" I groaned. "Take it Suzy. Take my cum. Let me make a baby inside you." All this, while sending squirt after big thick sticky squirt of incestuous sperm right up inside my little 9 year old sister's unprotected young womb.
By now, Suzy had caught Karen's meaning, and was just as excited by the idea as I was. "Do it," she gasped, working even harder, if possible. "Make a baby in me Mike. Let me feel you squirt the stuff that makes babies inside me."
I pushed up one last time, and let the last of my sperm trickle into the little girl's vagina, then collapsed on top of my little sister. "Ooooh!" I gasped. "Thanks Little Sister."
"Thank You!" gasped Suzy in return. The little girl's breathing in my ear slowly subsided.
"Wow!" said Diane, as she watched us slowly recovering. "So that's how people make babies." Suddenly, she turned to our big sister. "Does that mean I'm pregnant?" she asked. "I'm not sure I'm ready to have a baby yet."
Karen reassured her, telling us that both she and Suzy were too young yet to have babies, but would know they were old enough, when they started bleeding each month from their vagina. "In the meantime," she said, "you can fuck all you want, without having to worry, like I do. It was just kind of fun to pretend that Mike was actually making a baby in you."
I was just starting to breathe easier, when Diane said, "Bleeding from your vagina? I did that last week. Mommy showed me how to wear pads, to keep it from making a mess."



"O Shit!" said Karen, turning white. Then, "Well, we'll just have to see. You probably won't get pregnant. It's your first time, and you just started having periods. Hopefully you won't catch. In the meantime, I'd better get some rubbers, if you're going to be fucking Mike. I know that once I started, I couldn't stop, so I imagine it'll be the same with you two."
Diane then turned to me, and said something that I still treasure to this day. "I don't mind, if you get me pregnant, Mike. You can make a baby in me, if you want to."
At this, Karen started shuddering. At first, I thought she was scared. Then I realized what was happening. My big sister was cumming. The thought of me getting Diane pregnant, along with me feeling her up (by this time, my fingers had made their way up to Karen's damp pussy, and I had unconsciously been sliding my finger in and out between the lips of her slippery vagina), had caused Karen to climax also. Shortly, Karen collapsed on the bed alongside me, pulling my finger out of her as she fell. It almost felt as though she was breaking my arm, as she crumpled on the bed, on top of my arm. "Oh Fuck, fuck, FUCK" My big sister's words got louder, as she desperately grabbed her crotch. "I need a FUCK" she exclaimed.
"Fuck her," said Diane.
"But," I started.
"Yeah. Fuck her," breathed Suzy in my ear. "She looks like she needs it bad."
I looked at my big sister again. She did look in need of something. She was rubbing herself between the legs, straining for something that didn't seem to come, and getting more and more desperate about it. I could see tears running out of the corners of her eyes, as she strained.
"But what if?" I started again.
"You heard her, she's already been fucking. Go ahead, before she loses it," reassured Diane.
I looked again at Karen. She kept straining so hard, and didn't seem to be making it. "OK," I said, "here goes."
With this, I climbed over my sister's leg, and started forcing her legs apart, as I got ready to push my newly erect penis up in my big sister's vagina. A dribble of sperm still leaked from the head, so I knew there would be enough lubrication.
Karen suddenly realized what I was doing. "Oh Mike. What are you? . . . Oh. You mustn't. . . Oh that feels good." Her words were disorganized, and her body obviously wasn't listening, because she was pushing her hips up to meet mine, all the while trying to say something about how we shouldn't be doing this. "Oh Mike. You shouldn't be doing this to your sister," she said, ignoring the fact that I had already been doing this to both of my other two sisters, with her encouragement. While she said this, her squirming had taken half my cock up inside her vagina.



"Oh God Mike, that feels good!" she said, hunching back at me. "But I could get pregnant. You've got to pull out!" All the while squirming her belly against mine, and forcing more and more of my swollen penis up inside herself. "Oh god Mike," she repeated. "I could have a baby. Just the sperm on your cock right now, could get me pregnant," she said, looking down between our bodies where the light fuzz around the base of my cock had met her pubic hair. "You don't want to make a baby in me do you Mike?"
I couldn't say a word. The inside of my big sister's vagina was unbelievably hot. My other two sisters had been tighter, but Karen's vagina was pulling and squeezing on my swollen cock in a manner that showed me that my other two sisters had a long way to go.
"Do you Mike?" repeated Karen, wrapping her legs around me, so I couldn't have gotten away, if I wanted to. "Do you want to make a baby in me? . . . Make a baby in me? . . . Make a baby in me. . . Oh Mike!" she breathed, panting heavily in my ear. "Do it! Make a baby in me. Knock me up, Mike. Get me pregnant with your cum. Squirt the stuff that makes babies in your big sister's womb, and make a baby in her."
My sister's actions were finally too much for me. Her vagina was squeezing on my cock, like a milking machine. Her words were almost as stimulating. I couldn't help myself. I knew I was going to ejaculate my sperm one more time that afternoon, and I didn't have any choice, of where it would go. Even if I had wanted to withdraw from inside my big sister, I couldn't have. Her legs were wrapped around me, as the urge to reproduce had overtaken her, and she strove mightily to mate with her own brother. I felt the first trickle of cum spurt up inside my big sister.
Karen must have felt it or something, because her actions grew wilder, if possible. "Oh God!" she exclaimed, as her vagina suddenly went into spasms around my cock. "You're doing it. You're cumming in me! . . . My handsome little brother is cumming in me. . . . Do it little brother. Cum in your big sister, and get her pregnant. I want to feel my little brother making a baby in my belly."
That was the last straw. This time, the feeling of my sister's vagina squeezing my prick sent me over the edge, and I began squirting my cum inside her. Spasm after spasm shook me, as I tried to empty myself in my big sister's womb. I didn't know if I was really going to impregnate my big sister, but I sure tried! At first I had been scared at the thought of accidentally getting Karen pregnant, but her fantasy had been too exciting, and now the thought that I might be planting a baby inside my big sister's womb was so thrilling it was unbelievable. Hearing Karen beg me to impregnate her, was doubly thrilling.
After all that I had been through, I didn't have as much cum left as I would have liked, but still, I must have left at least three good squirts of sperm inside my sister. Karen's vagina clamped down like a vise on my cock, stripping the last of my cum up inside her belly, as she finished her climax at the same time.
"Oh God," she breathed in my ear. "That was good."



I had to agree. I would have been happy to spend the rest of my life, laying on top of my big sister, with her warm vagina holding my relaxing penis, giving it an occasional friendly squeeze, as she milked the last of my sperm up into her womb, but all of a sudden, Karen suddenly seemed to realize what she had just done. I felt my big sister suddenly stiffen beneath me, as her vagina tightened around my cock, stripping the last of my sperm into her vagina, as she pulled away.
"Oh God!" she repeated, only this time it was almost frightened. "You came in me!" She looked at me accusingly, as she pushed me off her body.
I was too confused, and tired to disagree, or argue. I nodded. Wasn't that what she had been asking me to do?
Karen didn't even seem to notice. "Oh God," she said again. "My own brother came in me! My own brother! Oh God! I'm pregnant by my own brother. What'll Mom say. Oh God! What'll DADDY say? What'll I do?" Suddenly Karen jerked upright on the bed. "Maybe it's not too late. Most people don't get pregnant the first time. Oh God. I hope I'm not pregnant!" With this, Karen jumped off the bed, and dashed out of the room.
Worriedly, the rest of us followed her. We found our big sister sitting on the toilet, where little dribbles of white were slowly dripping out of her swollen vagina.
"Why don't you douche, if you don't want to get pregnant?" asked Diane.
Karen looked over at our worried faces. I felt like I was going to cry. I loved my big sister too much to want her to get into trouble. Karen must have known what I was feeling because her first words were to reassure me. "It's OK Mike," she said. "It's my fault. I should have stopped you. You didn't know. Even now, it's kind of thrilling to think of carrying your baby, but Mom and Dad would have fits, if I got pregnant. Especially by my own brother." Karen then turned to Diane, and answered her. "If you douche. you just wash it up inside you. I'm just going to sit here for about 20 minutes, and let it drain out. Then I'll wipe it with tissue, and try to soak up what's left. After that, I just guess I'll have to hope." She turned a smile on me to show that she wasn't mad. "Mike, could you get me that book from my dresser, so I don't get bored while I sit here?"
Reassured, Diane and Suzy went back to my room to dress, while I fetched the book for my big sister. On my return, Karen smiled at me, and whispered confidentially, "It's OK Mike. I did like it. I almost wish I did have the nerve to let you do it to me. Fuck me, and knock me up, and make a baby in me, and everything. It's just that I'm scared. Of what Mom would say, and Daddy, and the kids at school too. Maybe them, most of all."
"I'd never tell," I said. "Neither would Diane or Suzy."
"I know," she said. "Now you'd better go get dressed also, before someone comes over, like Danny, or Marilyn." This last, was in reference to Suzy's friend, who almost spent as much time with Suzy, as Danny did with me.
Happily now, I hurried to my room to comply. This morning, I hadn't known what girls even looked like naked. Now. . . All I could think of was: "WOW!"



That night, as I was getting ready for bed, Diane quietly slipped into my room. I started to ask her what she wanted, when she made it obvious by holding her finger to her lips, while she slipped out of the soft cotton panties that was all that she was wearing.
"Mike," she whispered, "can we do it again?"
"Huh?" I replied, not very intelligently.
"Can we fuck?" she begged. "I really liked it this afternoon, and I couldn't stop thinking about it all day. Just thinking about when you put your penis up inside my vagina, and squirted your. . . your cum inside me has me so excited, I don't think I can sleep. If we could do it again, maybe I'd be able to get it off my mind enough to relax a little. Please?"
"We'd have to be careful," I said, thinking it over. "If Mom or Daddy heard us. . ." Our parents had returned that evening, otherwise I might have been more eager.
"They're watching TV, and think me and Suzy are asleep," reassured Diane. "Suzy said she'd keep an eye out for me. Now can we? Please?"
"Gee Sis, I dunno," I waffled. It wasn't that I didn't want to fuck my little sister. Far from it. I was so excited by the idea; I could hardly talk. Still, after Karen had said that afternoon. . . "Karen hasn't gotten us any rubbers yet, and I might accidentally get you pregnant."
Diane suddenly grinned, brightening up the whole room. "Thanks, big brother, for caring. But if I get pregnant tonight, it won't be an 'accident'."
"Huh?"
"Mike," said my little sister. "Remember this afternoon, when Karen told us that I might get pregnant, since I had already started having periods?"
I nodded cautiously.
"Remember that Karen went to the bathroom to drain your. . . your sperm out of her vagina, so she wouldn't get pregnant?"
Again I nodded.
"Well I didn't," said Diane.
I gaped at my little sister.
Diane nodded. "That's right," she said. "Karen drained your sperm out of her vagina, so she wouldn't get pregnant. After we finished, I went into my bedroom, and lay down on the bed, and let your sperm soak in, hoping that I might get pregnant. All afternoon, I've been lying on my bed, thinking about carrying your baby inside my womb, and getting more and more excited at the idea. Finally, I couldn't stand it any more, and that's why I came in here. This time, I want you to fuck me, and squirt your sperm inside me, and try to make a baby in me. Karen told me that most girls my age don't get pregnant, even if they do fuck, so it's pretty safe. I just want to feel you 'doing it for real,' at least once. Tomorrow Karen's going to get those rubbers, so we'll be safe. Besides," she finished, "I've still got your cum inside me from this afternoon. If I could get pregnant today, I probably already am. There'll probably be no safer time, than right now. Well Mike?"



I couldn't argue with my little sister's logic. Besides, I didn't want to. "OK Little Sister," I replied, with a grin that felt like it was going to crack my face in two. "You want it, You've got it. But we'll have to be quiet. If Mom or Dad heard us. . ."
Diane nodded, suddenly serious. "I'll be quiet," she said.
Suddenly, it seemed as though I was all thumbs, as I hurried to remove the last vestiges of my clothes, and get as naked as my little sister. Diane hurriedly stifled a giggle, as she watched me struggle to get my pants and socks off at the same time. "How do you want to do it?" I asked.
"Just like this afternoon," said Diane. "Only. . . We'd better do it on the floor. If Mom or Dad heard the bed squeak ing. . . "
I shivered at the thought. Hurriedly, I grabbed the bedspread, and made a soft-spot on the floor. Diane lay down on her back, with her legs spread, and waited.
"Are you sure you want this?" I asked, as I approached my little sister with my swollen prick leaking a clear fluid, while threatening to explode sticky stuff all over my sister's belly, instead of inside it, where it belonged.
Diane nodded.
That was enough for me. This time, I when I pushed my cock up against my little sister's hole, we both knew what to expect. There was a moment's straining sensation, then I felt a tight ring slide down my prick, as I watched it vanish inside my little sister's slit.
"Aaaghh. That's good!" groaned Diane, as she pushed back at me, until we both felt the light fuzz around the base of my cock come to rest against her bare pussy lips. "Now fuck me, Big Brother, and cum in me. Your little sister wants to feel her big brother squirting the thick sticky white stuff that makes babies up inside her womb. Do it Mike. Get me pregnant with your cum. Make a baby in my belly. Please? I've wanted to have a baby, ever since I saw Marcia's belly so big last year, when she got pregnant." (Marcia was our 16-year-old cousin who had gotten pregnant for the second time at the ripe old age of 15. She had her first baby when she was only 13, but we didn't know that then.) "Come on big brother," repeated Diane, "make my belly get big, with your baby inside me."
My little sister's words were too exciting. Hearing the little girl begging me to get her pregnant, was too much. I had barely gotten my prick completely up inside Suzy's vagina, and started to stroke in and out, when her words penetrated, throwing me over the edge. I had wanted to enjoy the feeling of the little girl's tight little vagina squeezing on my cock, but I couldn't help myself. Hearing my own little 11 year old sister begging me to get her pregnant was too much. I gave my sister what she wanted. I began squirting thick sticky gobs of incestuous sperm inside my little sister's tight little hole. Spasm after spasm shook me, as squirt after thick sticky squirt of baby-juice forced its way our of the head of my penis, and into the welcoming belly of my horny little sister.



Feeling me ejaculating my potent sperm into her fertile young womb, was enough to make Diane reach her climax also. The little girl began flopping uncontrollably on the bedspread, as her climax overtook her.
"Auugh!" she said, starting to scream, as her orgasm ripped through her little body.
I had to put my hand over my little sister's mouth, before our parents were attracted by the sound.
Diane's eyes went wide, as she realized how close she had come to screaming. She grabbed a corner of the bedspread, and forced it into her mouth, to keep from yelling, as she continued to jerk underneath me. Several times, my cock almost came out of her, but Diane somehow managed to keep my cock inside her vagina as she flopped and jerked throughout her orgasm. All the while, the little girl's vagina was squeezing and milking on my cock, extracting every last drop of my sperm up inside her belly, until I could go no further. Thankfully, Diane was coming down from her orgasm, as my cock would no longer stay hard, having left every drop of cum I possessed up inside my little sisters 11 year old womb.
Afterwards, we cuddled together on the bedspread, as my limp cock slipped out of my little sister's cum filled vagina.
"Thanks Big Brother," said Diane. "I needed that."
"So did I, Little Sister," I replied. "I hope you don't get pregnant."
"I do," replied Diane, nearly blowing my mind. "Or at least, I don't mind if I do. Like I said earlier, you can get me pregnant, if you want to. I wouldn't mind."
The thought was thrilling, but scary too. "Dad'd kill me, if he found out that I got you pregnant," I said.
"I'll never tell on you. If Daddy, or anyone else asks, I'll just say that some older man got me pregnant, and I don't want them to get in trouble. If I don't tell on you, they'll never even think it was you. The only ones who would know, are Suzy and Karen, and they'd never tell. They don't dare, because they've been doing the same thing themselves. Do you want to make a baby in me?"
I didn't know, and I told Diane so, that I wasn't sure.
Pulling on her panties, Diane told me that she was going to sleep that night, with her big brother's sperm soaking in her belly. "Tomorrow," she said, as she prepared to leave, "we'll use those rubbers of Karen's. At least, until you decide you want to make a baby with me. I can wait."
My head was spinning. I knew I was a little young, to think of the responsibilities of having a baby. And Diane was younger than I was! Though at the moment, it had seemed as though she was 10 years older than me. I decided that we'd better wait to have a baby, at least for a couple of years. That is, unless she was already pregnant. I shivered at the thought, of my little sister's belly swelling with my baby growing inside. It was scary, but thrilling also. I turned out the light and climbed into bed.



About an hour later, I was awakened by the feeling of someone climbing into bed with me. I turned over, and felt the naked skin of a little girl next to me. "Oh God Diane, didn't you get enough earlier?" I asked. My suddenly erect cock put the lie to my protestations though.
"It's me, Suzy," giggled my little sister. "Diane's asleep. That 'injection' you gave her, put her right to sleep. I couldn't sleep, thinking of what you two did, and what we did earlier, so I thought you might help me out too."
"But what if," I began to object.
"Oh don't be silly. Diane told me about your fears, and what she said. Mom and Daddy are asleep now, and I'm the one woman (well girl) in the house that doesn't have to worry about getting pregnant. We can fuck as much as we want, and not have to worry about me having a baby. At least, not yet. Maybe when I get older, we can do it for real. Right now, we can practice making a baby, as much as we want to, without having to worry. Now come here big brother, and fuck me."
With this, the little 9 year old girl backed up to me, and placed the head of my cock against the entrance to her slippery little hole. "Now push it up inside me," she said.
I knew I wasn't going to get any sleep that night, if I kept on arguing, (and maybe even if I didn't) so I pushed the head of my cock into my little sister's slippery little slit.
"Unh!" said Suzy, as the head of my cock slipped into her tight little hole. Then, "Ow!" as it slipped past the remnants of her virginity. "Go easy for a bit," she squeaked. "Let me get used to it first."
Having cum in Diane, not too long ago, I wasn't so horny this time, so I was able to do as my little sister asked, and just rest with my penis tucked up inside the little girl's body, enjoying the feeling of her vagina squeezing on my prick, while it leaked pre-cum inside her. The next thing I knew, I was asleep.
It must have been about two hours later, when I started to turn over in my sleep, and the pulling on my penis woke me up. As I started to turn over, the little girl's vagina clamped down on my cock, as the lubrication that had been there earlier had dried up, and my penis was now stuck inside her. I knew I could pull out, but I didn't really want to. Besides, it would wake Suzy up, and she seemed to be sleeping so peacefully, with my cock stuck up inside her vagina.
I wrapped my arm around my little sister, cupping her budding breast in my hand. Suzy snuggled back to me, in her sleep, obviously enjoying my hand on her breast, and my penis in her vagina. As she snuggled back to me, my cock slid all the way home in the little girl's vagina. Wow, did that feel good. I stopped thinking about pulling out, and concentrated on enjoying the feeling of my little sister's body against mine, and her tight little hole massaging my prick.



I pulled out a little. Boy that felt good.
Next I pushed in, until the little girl's bare pussy was rubbing against the base of my cock. That felt good also.
Back out again. This time a little easier, as pre-cum leaked from the head of my cock, making it slipperier inside the little girl.
Back in again. I was actually fucking my 9 year old little sister in her sleep.
Out again, then in again. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. After about three more strokes, I felt a pulsing start in the head of my penis, and I knew I was ejaculating my seed right up inside my own little sister's 9 year old womb. It felt so good to feel my sperm flow into the belly of the sleeping little girl while she snuggled back against me, and my arm stroked the child's belly and developing little titties. After a bit, I fell asleep again, with my cock still dripping cum in the little girl's womb.
Later on that night, it happened again. I started to turn over, only my little sister's arms were wrapped around the one I had been feeling her titties with, and she wouldn't let me go. She obviously was enjoying having my arm around her, and didn't want me to move away. My cock had shrunk inside the little girl, but feeling her bare skin against mine, and her (now slippery) vagina massaging my cock, soon had me fully erect, and sliding my cock in and out of my little sister again. This time, I enjoyed a nice long screw. It must have been at least a half an hour, that I lay there sliding my engorged penis in and out of the child's vagina before I lost control and sent another helping of potent sperm squirting high up inside the sleeping little girl's developing young womb. This time, I did pull away from my sister's clasping arms, and squeezing little vagina, as my cock was no longer stiff enough to remain inside the little girl.
The next thing I knew, it was almost morning, and I was awakened by someone thumping on my back. Suzy was beating on me with her little fists; not really hard, but hard enough to wake me up, and to want her to stop. "What's the matter?" I managed to groan.
"You bastard," said Suzy.
"Huh?" I replied.
"You dirty bastard," repeated Suzy. "You fucked me last night, didn't you."
"I thought you wanted it." I was confused.
"That's right. I wanted it. And you, you bastard, you fucked me, and didn't even wake me up, so that I could enjoy it. Damn you!"
"Oh!" It seemed to be the most intelligent thing I could say. "Well, If that's all, we could do it now, if you want to."
Suddenly Suzy smiled. "You mean it?" she asked. "I thought you wouldn't be able to do it again, that's why I got so mad. Can we do it now?" The little girl's enthusiasm was catching.
I looked over at the clock. Two hours before time to get up. We still had time. I nodded my head, as I turned over, and lay on my back. I was too sleepy to get on top, so I motioned to Suzy to do so.



The little girl's eyes brightened. "You mean I get on top this time?" she asked. At my nod, the little girl spread her legs, and climbed over my body, pushing the sheets out of the way. I watched as my little sister reached down and placed the tip of my cock against her tight little slit, and then started working my engorged member up into her body. The little girl's body looked unbelievably small, but my sister kept working herself downward, until her bare little pussy was splayed out around the base of my cock, and the head was once again leaking pre-cum in the little girl's womb. Now I have mentioned that my older sister Karen, is the sort of woman I dream about. While little girls are fun, women like my big sister, are what I really dream about. Well, that morning, my little sister Suzy almost had me switching to little girls for my wet-dreams. Right then, it was like a wet-dream, as the child worked herself off on my cock. Suzy started rising and falling on my cock, getting slipperier and slipperier, as she approached her orgasm. Having cum three times that night, I was in no hurry myself to cum. Still, watching my little sister working for her orgasm, and hearing her encouraging me to squirt my sperm inside her, all the while watching the perfect little-girl body sliding up and down on my cock while the tight ring of the little girl's cunt repeatedly squeezed my penis, as she tried to milk the cum out of my cock, and into her vagina would have been enough to get a statue to cum, let alone a boy as horny as I was. After about 10 minutes, I let my little 9 year old sister have it. I poured what seemed like gallons of incestuous sperm into the little girl's belly. Over and over again, my cock squirted, until finally I knew my sister had all I was going to be able to give.
Suzy seemed to be content. Together we snuggled up and went back to sleep, still facing each other, and my cock still snuggled up in the child's tight little slit.
I woke up about an hour later feeling cold. Suzy was no longer there. She had returned to her room with her sister, and had left the covers half off the bed.
Groggily, I hurried down the hallway to the bathroom, where it seemed like I pissed 5 gallons of pee, that I must have been holding in all night. I staggered back to my room, hoping to get in another hour's sleep, before I had to get up. It was not to be. I had barely gotten in my bed, when the door opened, and my big sister, Karen sneaked into the room, wearing a lacy thing that barely covered her bosom (I learned later, that it was called a negligee), and a lacy pair of panties, that I could see right through. A slight stain darkened the front of the panties.
"Oh Mike!" breathed Karen. "I'm so glad you're awake. You've got to help me!"
"What's the matter?" I yawned.
"I haven't been able to sleep all night," said Karen. "'You remember yesterday, when you came in me, and I said that you might have gotten me pregnant?"
I was suddenly wide awake as chills ran down my back. Ignoring my suddenly erect prick; I gasped worriedly, "You mean, you're? . . ." I couldn't bring myself to say the word, "pregnant."



Karen must have been following my line of thought, because she suddenly giggled. "No, Silly! I'm not pregnant, or at least I don't think so. I won't know, until my next period, or about two weeks. It's just that I keep thinking about how I might be pregnant, and I might be carrying your baby, and how good it felt, when you fucked me, and how I felt, when you came in me, and I thought you might have made a baby inside me, and even before that, when you came in Diane, and Suzy, and I pretended that you were getting them pregnant. It's been running around and around in my head, the feeling of your sperm trickling out of my vagina, as I sat there on the toilet, wishing I didn't have to. I keep thinking about this, and thinking about this, and how I wished I hadn't drained it out, and that I had taken a chance instead, until I finally couldn't stand it. I had to come down here, and talk to you."
"So, you're talking," I said, trying to hide my growing erection. "So what's the point?"
"The point is," said Karen, "I'm horny as hell, and I want you to fuck me."
"You mean?" I asked.
"Yes. I want you to fuck me. And cum in me, and not pull out. I want to carry your sperm inside me, and take my chance with getting pregnant, like I didn't do earlier. I want to lie down, and feel my handsome little brother's sperm wriggling its way up inside my womb, in search of my egg, trying to fertilize it, and make his baby grow inside me. Dammit! I want you to try and knock me up. Just this once. Please Mike?"
Well, what's a brother to do? Especially after already fucking my two other sisters, and giving into Diane's request, how could I refuse my big sister, whom I loved so much? Besides, I think I would have died of frustration, as my cock was as hard as a steel bar, if I had refused. I decided then, to hell with it. If my big sister Karen, or Diane, or even my little sister Suzy, wanted me to get her pregnant, I would do it.
"C'mere Big Sister," I growled. "Baby Brother's going to give his big sister just what horny girls like her need: A little baby in her belly. I'm going to knock you up higher than a kite! Old Mikey's going to squirt his thick sticky baby-juice right up inside his big sister's belly, and get her pregnant."
Karen Shuddered. "Oh God Mike. Will you?"
I nodded. "Uhuh! Now take those panties off, and let me see you naked, if you want me."
Karen shivered again, but hurried to comply. "Do it Mike. Now, Please?" she said, as she lay back on the bed, and spread her legs. "Fuck me. Please?"
I slowly approached my big sister. Karen had been sitting on the edge of my bed. Now she was lying back on the bed, with her legs spread, hanging over the bed, and her feet just barely touching the floor. Holding my swollen penis in my hand, I walked up to my big sister, and rubbed the head against her slippery slit. With only a little pressure, the head slipped inside my sister's hole.



"Ooh!" said Karen, then: "Oh that feels good." As more of my engorged cock slid up inside her. "Do it Mike," she encouraged. "Fuck me, and cum in me. Let me feel you cumming in me."
I was enjoying the fantasy too. "Look," I said. "Look down. You've got your own brother's cock sliding up inside you, and your little brother's going to squirt the stuff that makes babies right up inside his own big sister's womb, and get her pregnant. C'mon Karen, tell me what you want. Tell your little brother to make a baby in that sexy little belly of yours."
Karen's vagina suddenly began clamping and squeezing on my cock in a rhythmic manner that threatened to have me squirting baby-juice up inside my big sister's womb, before I had even gotten my cock fully inside her. "Do it," she repeated, scarcely breathing. "Make a baby in me. Squirt your baby-juice in your big sister's belly, and knock her up."
Gritting my teeth, I was able to hold out for all of about 10 seconds, while I managed to get in at least two full strokes before I lost it. My big sister was just too sexy. I couldn't help myself. I grabbed a rounded breast in each hand, as I suddenly began spouting great gobs of thick sticky sperm into my own beautiful sister's fertile young womb. "Oh God Karen," I said, "I'm doing it. I'm cumming inside you. I can't help it. Take it Karen. Let me make a baby in you. Ooooohhh!"
In spite of the shortness of the sex, my sister was right with me. Thinking all night, about fucking me, and getting pregnant, must have put her on a hair-trigger also. "Oh God," she gasped. "Do it Mike. Cum in me. Knock me up. Make a baby in me." Suddenly, Karen wrapped her arms and legs around me in a clasp that threatened to squeeze the life out of me. "Unngh, Uunnnhhh! UUUUUUUUNNNNHHHH!" she grunted, while her vagina squeezed and milked each last little sticky drop of incestuous sperm up inside her unprotected womb.
"Oooh!" I groaned. My big sister had drained me. I felt as though I'd never be able to fuck again, my sexy big sister had pulled so much cum out of my penis, I thought my insides had been pulled out as well. My tiredness, lack of sleep, and the relaxation from my orgasm hit me like a sledgehammer. The next thing I knew, my mother was trying to wake me up. Except for her, my bedroom was empty, and I was tucked underneath my covers. Karen must have tucked me in on her way out.
My mother took one look at me, when I staggered out of bed, and promptly sent me back to bed. I must have looked terrible, because she called the school, and told them that I wasn't coming in that day. The last time that had happened, was when I had the measles, and had been sick for a week. I was too tired to argue. Besides, what kid of 12, really wants to go to school, when he has an excuse not to. (Of course, I couldn't tell my mother the real reason I was so haggard. That I'd spent the whole night fucking each of my sisters, one after the other. Somehow, I didn't think she would have approved.)



After I had slept for several hours, Mom came in and brought me breakfast in bed, while she looked me over. I was feeling slightly better by then, so I looked my mother over as well, with my new-found insight into the female figure. I suddenly realized, that my mother was beautiful. I thought to myself, "So that's where Karen gets her looks from!" The thin housecoat did little to hide her shape from my newly female-aware eyes. All of a sudden, to my horror, I was getting a hard-on for my own mother. And worse-yet, she was noticing it!
"Well," said my mother, "I can see you're getting better." "What's the matter Mike? Don't you have any girlfriends to use that thing on?" she asked teasingly. "You're not supposed to get an erection for your own mother!"
I blushed. How could I tell my mother that I did have 3 girlfriends that I was "using" my cock on, but that those "girlfriends" were my sisters!
My mother decided that she had teased me enough. "I'll leave you alone, Mike," she said. "Now you go back to sleep, and get better," she added with a twinkle, as she pointedly shut the door. "Or jack off, if that's what you need instead."
I was almost tempted, but the last thing I really needed was more sex, at the moment. What I really needed, was more sleep, and that's what I did. I slept, until 3:00 in the afternoon, when I finally woke up feeling refreshed, and wonderful. After the wonderful sex of the previous day, and a good night's (day's) sleep, I felt wonderful. I wondered if my big sister had gotten her wish.






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Path: bull.hkstar.net!imci3!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in3.uu.net!misery.millcomm.com!Dial-16 From: mccoyf@millcomm.com (Frank McCoy) Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.incest Subject: REPOST: BIRTHDAY.TXT 15K "The Birthday Present" (Mf, cons, incest, pedo, preg) Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Date: Thu, 22 Aug 96 23:40:09 GMT Organization: Millennium Communications, Inc. Lines: 307 Distribution: world Message-ID: <4vir88$de2@misery.millcomm.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: dial-16.mpls.millcomm.com X-Newsreader: News Xpress Version 1.0 Beta #1 Xref: bull.hkstar.net alt.sex.incest:20341 alt.sex.stories:154760 alt.sex.stories.incest:3649


The Birthday Present
An Erotic Story


I had thought my husband was kidding, that morning, when he said he was going to give our daughter Lynn a "fat belly" for her birthday. I had giggled, and asked, "What are you going to do? Knock her up? The kid's only 12 years old Dan. You aren't suggesting you're going to fuck your own daughter are you?"
I should have known better than to ask. Even when he jokes about sex, Dan is serious. If he said that he was going to impregnate our little girl, then you'd better believe he would try. And there I went, asking him the one question that would almost ensure he'd at least try to do it. My husband nodded, then added to reassure me. "If she'll let me," he said.
I thought about it. At first, the thought of my husband fucking our daughter seemed like a horrible thing to do to a 12 year old little girl. But after thinking about it, the idea began to have appeal. Lynn was developing into quite an attractive young woman, even at only 12 years old, and I'd already been worried about her fucking some young boy, just for the "thrill" of it, and getting knocked up. At least if Dan did it, we'd know who the father was, and Lynn wouldn't have to worry about supporting the child, as we'd raise it as just another one of our own. Dan and I had always wanted to have more children, but after Lynn, the doctor had told us that I wouldn't be able to have any more. At 33, I still felt young enough to raise another whole batch of children, and my empty arms ached, each time I saw another baby, or woman with a bulging belly, at the supermarket. I fantasized about it for a while, then decided that if Lynn was willing, why not? As long as my horny old husband didn't rape the girl, and she didn't object TOO strongly to having her own father's baby, why not let the man try?
"OK," I finally said. "Just don't hurt her, or force her into something you'll both regret."
My husband looked at me disgustedly. "You know me better than that," he said. "Have I EVER forced ANYONE, even you, to do something you didn't really want to do?"
I felt ashamed, for even thinking it. Dan was anything BUT the rapist type. Even with me, the mere THOUGHT, that he might be causing me pain, was enough to cause an otherwise proud erection to wilt like a marshmallow in a hot flame. The man loved our little girl so much; it was almost palpable. Yes, the thought of him hurting our daughter was silly, and I apologized. Still, I wondered just HOW he was going to get the little girl to go along with this, then decided that was HIS problem, not mine. Knowing Lynn, and how much she loved her father, it might not be a problem at all. MY problem, was keeping my nose where it belonged, and not spoiling everything by alerting Lynn to what her father had in mind.



So, for the rest of the day, I carefully minded my own business, and tried to ignore the little comments that Dan kept making to Lynn, about her "special" present, that he was going to give her later that day. It was hard to do though, as Dan's jokes grew closer and closer to telling everyone what he planned. He WAS careful though, to keep the more obvious ones to only Lynn and himself, until the last girl she had invited to her birthday party had left. THEN, he began to lay it on so thick, I thought I'd choke to death, holding back the guffaws, or sometimes even tears. I really couldn't believe he was really going to do this to our child, yet it was becoming more and more obvious, that he was.
"Now what's this present you've been hinting about Daddy?"
"Well, it's something most girls your age just dream about Honey."
"Daddy!"
"Well, let's just say it's a BIG present, for such a little girl. Maybe I shouldn't give it to you today, but should wait until you're older."
Daddy! I'm not a kid any more. I'm 12 years old, almost grown up!"
"Well, Maybe. You'll have to show me just how grown up you are."
"I can do anything that Momma can do."
I let out a gust of air, not realizing I had been holding my breath. Little did Lynn know, that had been JUST the line he had been waiting for.
"Anything Lynn? That covers a lot," said Dan. "If you can show me that you can REALLY do everything your mother can, then I guess I'll just HAVE to give you this present. In a way, it's kind of a present for all of us, you'll just have to take care of it for the family. In a way, if you do THIS, you'll be giving me and your mother a present as well. It might be a lot of work though. If you can prove to me that you're grown-up enough, I'll give it to you."
"Oh God!" I thought. "Will he EVER. What a line!" Then Lynn compounded it.
"C'mon Daddy. If I show you I'm grown-up enough, will you promise to stop screwing around and give me this 'present' you've been talking about? Please?"
"Well, I don't know about the 'stopping screwing around part,' we haven't gotten to that yet, but OK I promise I'll give you your present, if you promise to take care of it, and show me that you're old enough to take it."
"I promise I'll take care of it, whatever it is."
"OK, let's go down to your room, and check to see if you're old enough."
"Huh?"
"Well, I've got to check your body out, to see if you're really old enough."
"Oh Daddy, you're beginning to sound like some of the kids at school, who're trying to get a girl to have sex with them."
"Who knows, maybe I am. . . Trying to have sex with you."



"Daddy! Stop joking." The girl's voice faded, as she entered her bedroom.
"Who says I'm joking? You DID say you'd do everything that Your mother does. Dan's voice faded to a mumble. I didn't need to hear the rest. I could almost finish his dialog for him: "And I have sex with your mother. If you're big enough for THAT, then I guess you're big enough for anything." Of course, I wasn't SURE that was the line he used, but I felt confident that it was fairly close.
I sat down in the big easy-chair, and tried to ignore the faint mumbles from down the hall. It wasn't easy. For 15 minutes, then half an hour, then 45 minutes the mumbling went on. I was jittering, wondering just WHAT my husband was really doing to our little girl in there.
I almost got up to see, when they had been gone about 30 minutes, and a loud "Ow!" came from the bedroom. Still, Lynn didn't start crying or come running out of the bedroom, and the mumbling continued. Besides, the door had remained open the whole time. I wondered if my husband had just taken our little girl's "cherry." I wasn't quite sure if I wanted him to, or not to. I couldn't take the suspense much longer. I was just about ready to go down and peek in on them, when I heard something that decided me.
"Daddy!" said Lynn, definitely loud enough for me to her.
I hurried down the hall, and peeked into the bedroom, to see what was bothering Lynn, to make her raise her voice after all this time. It was quite a sight, that greeted my eyes.
"Daddy!" repeated Lynn.
I looked in, to see what was bothering the child.
My husband was between our daughter's legs, as she lay back on the bed with her dress pulled up, and he was obviously stroking for a climax. At first, I was worried that Dan was raping the little girl, but from the way Lynn was humping back, it was obvious, that this was NO rape.
"Daddy!" repeated Lynn again.
<huh> <huh> "What dear?" puffed her father.
"You've got to stop!"
<huh> <huh> "Huh?" Dan pushed up harder in the little girl, bringing a squeal of delight from Lynn, before she resumed her complaint.
"Daddy! I could get pregnant!"
I had to giggle. For all her complaints, Lynn was working just as hard as her father to force more and more of his thick cock up inside her tight little hole. Not only that, but she had her legs wrapped around her father in a way that wouldn't let him pull out if he wanted to. Lynn's mind may have been warning her to stop before it was too late, but her body obviously wasn't listening. It obviously knew what it wanted, and if that included a big belly by her own father, then so much more the turn-on. Dan couldn't have pulled out if he had wanted to, and it didn't much look like he did.



"Don't you DARE pull out!" I said to myself, careful to not let them hear. "Do it Dan. Knock the kid up. Let our little girl feel what it's like, to have a MAN make a baby inside her."
The thought of getting his own daughter pregnant, seemed to excite him even more. Dan began shoving his cock up inside Lynn even harder, if possible. The hard jolts shook the little girl, as she strained with him. I knew just how she felt, as her father approached his climax. I knew that feeling Dan's big cock sliding in and out, had gotten her past reason, and into a realm of pure pleasure.
"Oh Lynn!" gasped Dan. "I'm. . . I'm. . . O Shit!"
Suddenly, Dan forced his cock all the way up inside our little girl's tight little slit, and held it there. From his frantic jerking on top of our daughter, I knew he was filling the little girl's womb with bolt after thick sticky bolt of his potent sperm. I almost melted with excitement, as I watched my husband spasm our 12-year-old daughter's cute little body full of baby-making cum.
"Daddy!" squealed Lynn. "I could have a baby!" All the time she was objecting, the little girl squirmed back at her father, trying to force even more of her father's squirting cock up inside her where it belonged. Lynn humped back even harder, as the child tried to get her little body to absorb every drop of her father's sperm in her hungry little womb.
"Oh God!" groaned the man. "I'm doing it. I'm getting my little girl pregnant. I'm sorry Lynn. I just can't help it. Fuck me. Take Daddy's sperm up inside you. Daddy's going to give you a nice big belly for your birthday. Oh Lynn, I love you so much."
I watched my husband jerk on top of the 12 year old little girl. It was obvious, that he was squirting his incestuous seed as far up in our daughter's unprotected young womb, as he could.
By now, Lynn had caught the fever also. "Do it, Daddy," she squeaked. "Knock me up. Make my belly get big with your baby. C'mon Daddy, your little girl wants to feel her daddy's baby growing inside her. Aauugghh!" the little girl screamed, as her climax overtook her, and she jerked and spasmed underneath her father, milking every drop of baby-making cum up inside her tiny little vagina, and working for more.
Finally, the two incestuous lovers collapsed on the bed, with my husband's thick cock still dribbling his potent sperm in our little girl's tight little slit. It was then, that my daughter noticed me watching.
"Oh. Hi Mom," she said, blushing a little at being caught in such a compromising position with her own father. "Daddy and I were making a baby."
"So I see," I said, trying to get MY breath back, after watching that incredible turn-on scene. "And did you?" I couldn't help but ask.
"I sure hope so," said Lynn, now seeming to forget her earlier worries. I guess she had decided she wanted it after all.



Seeing that I wasn't mad at him for not only fucking our little girl, but cumming in her when she could get pregnant, Dan decided to press his advantage while he could. "Well, if not," he said, "we can always keep trying, until she is."
This brought an embarrassed giggle from Lynn.
"And I suppose you'll just let her sleep in our bed, while you do this?" I tried, but I couldn't keep the grin off my face, in spite of the angry sounding words.
"If you don't mind," said Dan quietly, looking to see if I really did.
"If you think I'm going to miss seeing my husband knocking our little girl up, then you don't know me!" I said. "You'd BETTER do it there, or I'm liable to get angry!"
The whole family collapsed in a fit of giggling at these outrageous words.
Dan's cock slipped out of out daughter's tiny little slit with a slurp; as they both lay there gasping with laughter. My husband's cock was white and shining with his cum, and Lynn's crack slowly oozed a big gob of her father's fresh seed. Dan had obviously done a good job of trying to get our little girl pregnant. It was so exciting to think that my husband's sperm was wriggling its way up inside our daughter's womb, in search of her waiting egg, even as we spoke. I could hardly wait to see the 12-year-old girl's flat little tummy swollen with her own father's baby kicking inside her. I had been 16, before my father managed to knock me up for the first time. I hoped that our daughter would be luckier, so that Dan could father 4 or 5 kids on the little girl before she went to college, or got married. Dan and I always did want a big family, and with our daughter's help, maybe we could have one yet. Who knows, maybe some of their kids would be girls, and Dan could knock THEM up, when they got old enough. I was getting hot, just thinking of the possibilities.
Well, as much as he tried, Dan DIDN'T get Lynn pregnant that day. So, he didn't REALLY give her a "big belly" for her birthday. All she got, was a broken "cherry," and a belly full of her own father's seed. In fact, it wasn't until a little over three months later that she first missed her period.
Oh, I see that you can count, and are way ahead of me. You're right. The next year, Lynn had a real BIRTHDAY present on her birthday. He weighed 9 pound, 6 ounces. Before she got back from the hospital they were both working on making a little sister for their son to fuck. In fact, (believe this if you will) not two hours after delivering Jason, Lynn had her father jack off in her in the recovery room. (She was too sore to fuck him properly) I kept watch at the door, so that she'd at least have a CHANCE that she'd get pregnant on her "birth"-day.
I don't know if they succeeded or not, but Lynn never did have a period after Jason was born. Nine and a half months later she delivered Karen, and started working on Diane. Lynn hopes to be able to give us at least two more kids to raise, before she goes to college. She still says that having your own father's baby, and getting knocked up by him in the same day, is the best birthday-present a girl could ever get from her parents.






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Path: bull.hkstar.net!imci3!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in3.uu.net!misery.millcomm.com!Dial-16 From: mccoyf@millcomm.com (Frank McCoy) Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.incest Subject: REPOST: BLAME.TXT 14K "Taking the Blame" (Mf, cons, incest, pedo, preg, sad-story) Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Date: Thu, 22 Aug 96 23:41:05 GMT Organization: Millennium Communications, Inc. Lines: 305 Distribution: world Message-ID: <4vir9v$de2@misery.millcomm.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: dial-16.mpls.millcomm.com X-Newsreader: News Xpress Version 1.0 Beta #1 Xref: bull.hkstar.net alt.sex.incest:20342 alt.sex.stories:154761 alt.sex.stories.incest:3650


Taking the Blame
A Sad Story


I remember the first time I saw Jennie. My first impression, was, "Oh what a shame!" The little 11-year-old seemed so bright and cheerful that day, I almost couldn't believe that she didn't even seem to know what had been done to her. Well, sadly that's my job. I'm a psychiatrist, that works for the city Human Services Department, and they send me the abused little girls that seem to make up an ever-growing number of our city's children.
If you looked, you could almost see the tiny little bulge in the girl's tummy, that advertised the fact that she would probably be a mother, before she was 12 years old. The really sad thing was; Jennie didn't even seem to realize what had been done to her. I mean, she DID know that she was pregnant, it's just that, at that time, the little girl seemed almost proud, that she was carrying her own father's baby inside her, instead of ashamed and frightened, like she should have been. It was my duty to show her, so she could lead a normal life, like I do.
I got into this job, because I know what it's like to be raped by a relative, and it gives me insight that other people don't have; especially men. Some people think that a single woman like me isn't the best person to be handling cases involving families, but I've been able to counter that at least I'm a woman. No man could possibly know what it's like to be raped. Besides, could you imagine putting these little girls in the hands of a MAN, after a thing like this? I try to fix things up, but sometimes even I can't do much to undo the damage.
It took me three days to win Jennie's confidence, enough that she'd even talk to me. At first she was suspicious of me, figuring I was just another or those so-called court-appointed head-shrinks; trying to help the prosecutor make a case against her father. I had to reassure the little girl, that my duty was to her, not to the state, and that anything she told me couldn't be divulged. Not even to convict her father.
As I talked to her, she finally admitted to having sex with her father. Not once, but many times. It had all started, she told me, as she followed her big sister one night; when she saw the older girl sneaking down to their father's bedroom. She told me that once she saw how much fun her older sister had with their father, she insisted on doing the same thing herself. Later, when her big sister got pregnant, she told me how she had bugged her father, until she finally got him to do the same thing to her.
Can you imagine the depravity of the man? Not only does he fuck his own little girl; somehow convincing her that she "enjoys" this atrocity, but he abuses her, until she actually BEGS him to get her pregnant. That's something like whipping a man, until he begs you to shoot him. Something I think should be done to men like the one who raped this cute little girl.



Of course, Jennie kept insisting that it WASN'T rape, that if anything, SHE raped HIM. God, that's even worse. Can you imagine how much he must have abused the child, to get her to think that having sex with him was a pleasure? And worse yet, she didn't seem to think there was anything wrong, with having her own father's baby. In fact, she seemed quite proud of the fact, almost flaunting her slightly bulging tummy, and saying how much she was looking forward to holding the little boy in her arms, and feeding him from her own body. That a man would do this, to his own little girl, then somehow force her into thinking she LIKED it, is beyond me.
For the first few days, hearing the little girl chattering happily away, about how good it felt; how much she liked the idea of being able to give her father another child to love, and even how having sex with her father had made both her and her big sister grow even closer together, almost convinced me. Then reality set in. I mean, a little girl starting to have sex, at 10 years old? There's no WAY a child that young could enjoy sex. I mean, a woman's body isn't ready to have babies, until she's 14 or 15 (Jennie being the rare exception.) If a girl that young is having sex with her father, no matter how much she says she wants it, it must because he's forced her. Probably in some unspeakable manner as well. In a case like Jennie, I figured that her father's abuse must have been so bad, she was even repressing the memory. This made me all the more determined to find out just how bad his abuse had been; to make her think it never happened. I mean ALL men abuse their children to some extent. It's in the nature of being a man. It's just that some men are worse than others; and her father looked to be one of the worst.
It took many sessions, but I finally managed to get Jennie to remember how her father had abused her. At first, the little girl insisted that her father had NEVER abused her, but after many sessions, I was able to help her uncover the memories she had repressed so hard. It makes me so mad; to see a little girl so abused, that she can't even remember BEING abused. It was only when I made her dig into her memories, pointing out each little time her father had punished her, and showing her that the times she thought he was showing his love, were just a chance to feel her body, not genuine hugs of affection. I mean, a man isn't supposed to hug his own son; let alone his daughter. I told Jennie, that she should have known that men don't love the same way women do. Any man who pretends to love you, is just dreaming of a way to get in your pants. It's a shame, but true.
I remember the first time I found out about men. As I mentioned earlier, I was raped by my uncle, when I was 12 years old. Just a little older than Jennie here. No, he didn't hold a knife to my throat. In fact, his approach was similar to Jennie's father. He made me believe I wanted it. I was just a little girl playing at being sexy, and he encouraged me. In fact, the SOB actually made me feel I wanted it. And you know that's not true. I mean, how can a girl of 12, really want to have sex? Heck, I'm over 35 years old, and barely like it now.



Of course, the worst part, was when he got caught. There I was that time, in his bedroom, sliding up and down on his cock while John was lying on his back with his eyes closed. He didn't even know my parents were there, until Momma's screams about him raping me woke the whole neighborhood. Up until that time, I thought a man had to hold a knife or gun to a woman, to rape her. Thankfully Momma taught me different.
Momma says I must have been in incredible pain, as I was moaning and screaming and even begging my uncle to cum in me. Can you imagine how much pain I must have felt, to be begging my own uncle to squirt his sperm inside me, just to get it over with? It must have been unbelievably bad, as my mind has blocked out almost everything. Even now, after years of therapy, I still can't make myself remember the pain. It must have been extremely bad, as all I remember is the horrified look on my mother's face, when she came into the room and found me sliding up and down one last time, before her brother filled my womb with incestuous cum. Years later, my memories still almost trick me into thinking it felt good.
For a while, I thought my mother was mad at ME. In fact, it wasn't until she got me to press charges against my uncle, that she let up on lecturing me about the evils of sex, and especially with your own relatives. After that, Momma would always make sure everyone knew about how abused I was and how you had to be careful around men.
Indirectly, I think that my uncle's raping me, led to my parent's divorce, as my father was trying to make Momma stop protecting me all the time, while Momma knew I had to be sheltered, and taught never to let men touch me in any way. Thankfully, Momma decided that I needed to be protected from men, more than she needed a husband, so they broke up.
Can you imagine? My father actually thought I should go to dances and parties, where men actually held the girls in their arms, before I was eighteen. Momma protected me from this kind of sexual abuse, until I turned 21. Then, she told me that being of age, she couldn't legally protect me any more, so she hoped I had learned to do it myself. I think I have.
If it hadn't been for Momma, who knows what might have happened? Momma taught me all about men, and what they wanted. I it hadn't been for her, who knows how I might have turned out? Thanks to my mother, I'm the woman I am today.
Poor Jennie. It took so much longer than I originally figured it would, to bring up the repressed memories of abuse. At first, she kept insisting, that her father had NEVER hurt her, and that you could hold a gun to his head, and he still wouldn't hurt her. It's a shame to see a little 11-year-old girl brainwashed like that. It was only with the help of hypnosis, that I was finally able to bring the full horror of her abuse to the surface.



For those of you not in the psychiatric field, hypnosis is a very suggestible state, where the person being hypnotized will do almost anything to please the hypnotist. A person can be made to imagine they feel no pain, even through having teeth pulled, or to see things that aren't there, or to even forget things, if the subject thinks that will please the hypnotist. It can also be used as a tool to uncover repressed memories. The subject can be asked to remember something, and he or she will search their memory in a manner not possible to a normal person. It was this method, that finally gave me some success with Jennie.
At first, even under hypnosis, Jennie insisted that her father had always loved her, and had never hurt her. However, when I asked her to remember times when she at least didn't get her way, she gradually remembered times when he had sent her to bed hungry, then times when he had spanked her. When I encouraged her, I was gradually able to get her to remember worse and worse things he had done to her, at my prompting.
After about 5 hypnosis sessions, Jennie finally broke down. Now I finally had her remembering these horrible things that her father had done to her. (Some of which are just too horrible to tell here. It's absolutely amazing, that the little girl wasn't scarred for life, the things she told me her father did to her, with a knife, cigarettes, and heavy leather belt. Surprisingly, she had managed to escape with only one little scar, that at first she had insisted she had gotten while roller-skating. It was only under hypnosis, that I was able to get her to remember how her father had beaten her with the lamp-cord, and then only when I prompted her.) It was quite a relief to me, to see the little girl finally admit to this abuse. After all, they say the first step to recovery, is to admit you have a problem. Now, Jennie finally had.
Once she realized that her father's love was all a sham, Jennie broke down. It was at this point, that she tried to take both her own life and the baby's, by sticking herself in the gut with a sharpened coat-hanger. She only succeeded, with the baby.
When I remember how much Jennie had told me she wanted that baby, I almost cried. I guess the little girl is better off without it though. I mean: can you imagine having to spend your life caring for the baby of the man who raped you?
It still aches me a little bit, when I remember how proud Jennie had been, when she first came to see me, almost showing off the fact that she was big enough to have her Daddy's baby. She had seemed so smug. Now look at her. She'll probably never have normal sex again, and almost certainly never have any children, with the damage she did. And all because of her father.
After several years, I'm just beginning to get Jennie to remember how much she hates her father. It's surprising how much she had suppressed this. Even with hypnosis, she's just beginning to remember. Up to now, she's kept this hate hidden so deep inside her, that you wouldn't even have suspected it, if you weren't a professional like I am. Once I get Jennie to confront the hate for her father, maybe she can finally start to heal.



Jennie is slowly recovering from her trauma, and I still see her every so often. Sadly, I was never able to help her older sister, like I have Jennie. It was with Karen's help, and even some from Jennie, that their father's sentence was reduced from 20 years, to 2, of which he only served 3 months. They both moved out of state, and who knows what depravity the man does to the girl? Karen was old enough at the time, that she refused to let me help her, like I did her little sister.
Right now, I understand that Jennie is doing fairly well, at the nursing home. She'll never be the young, happy child again, that I had such a precious glimpse of when I first saw her. Sadly, I understand that both her father and her older sister blame ME for her condition for some reason, instead of putting the blame where it belongs, on her father. It's amazing how some people will blame everybody but themselves, for the damage they do.






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Path: bull.hkstar.net!imci3!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in3.uu.net!misery.millcomm.com!Dial-16 From: mccoyf@millcomm.com (Frank McCoy) Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.incest Subject: REPOST: FATHER.TXT 688K"Her Father's Daughter" (Mf-mf-mF, cons, incest, pedo, preg, full-length-novel) Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Date: Fri, 23 Aug 96 00:10:28 GMT Organization: Millennium Communications, Inc. Lines: 15560 Distribution: world Message-ID: <4vitcf$de2@misery.millcomm.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: dial-16.mpls.millcomm.com X-Newsreader: News Xpress Version 1.0 Beta #1 Xref: bull.hkstar.net alt.sex.incest:20343 alt.sex.stories:154762 alt.sex.stories.incest:3651

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Her Father's Daughter


An Erotic Story


"Mary was brunette, with a body that stopped traffic." Page 13




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



"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.


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.



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."



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.



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.



"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!



"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?"



"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.



"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.



"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!



"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?"



"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."




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."



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."



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."



"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.



"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.



"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 consummate 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.



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 sperm went right into the welcoming belly of the 10-year-old child. The thought of shooting his seed inside his own baby girl, kept arousing Dan and made him ejaculate his semen into his tiny young daughter again and again. God, she was still a virgin; and not even eleven years old yet!
Dan felt almost overcome with love for his little girl. He had never realized how he loved his little daughter, until he felt his sperm flow into the child's belly, while the little girl implored him to get her pregnant.



After a bit, the sensations slowed, and Dan looked down to where his prick had vanished a third of the way up inside his little girl's body. A tiny bubble of white on one side, showed where some of his sperm was leaking out. Suzy looked flushed with excitement, quite happy, and proud of herself. She had actually managed to get her handsome father to cum inside her. She had welcomed her father's enormous penis into her tiny belly, and milked his cock with her tight little tunnel, until it squirted warm sticky seed into the tiny vagina it had created 11 years ago, in her mother's womb.
Suzy loved the warm slippery feeling of her father's thick sticky sperm soothing the inside of her tightly stretched tunnel. "Oh Daddy, that was so good. Feeling you cumming inside me was so wonderful, Daddy. I love you so much." The knowledge, that her own father's seed was soaking into her womb, made Suzy love her father even more than before.
Dan had to agree, "I love you too Honey." Nobody had ever made him cum so much; not even his oversexed horny wife. Thinking of which, the man glanced over to where he had last seen his wife watching him couple with his daughter. Seeing Dan mate with his own daughter, had pushed Mary over the edge. The woman was in the throes of a mighty orgasm as she fingered herself to a climax. Watching her husband trying to breed her little girl was too much. She collapsed in a heap, as she saw in her mind's eye her husband's prick squirting his seed in the child's womb. When she had seen Dan tense up, and a white glob appeared, squeezed out of the child's opening, she knew that her husband was ejaculating his potent sperm deep inside their little girl's body. She had fallen to the floor as her own orgasm overtook her, imagining it was her father shooting sperm into her own womb. "Oh! Cum in me Daddy!" the woman moaned, as she shook in the throes of her orgasm. "Cum, Cum. . ." Her mutterings grew unintelligible.
Finally, she recovered enough to watch as her husband withdrew his cock from the overstretched slit of their precocious offspring. It came out white and shining with the copious spending of the girl and her father. After he had removed his engorged member from the child (with a slight "pop" as it exited), a glob of white appeared in the slightly stretched opening. Suzy reached down, and gathered up the blob with the tip of her finger, and brought it up to her face to look at.
"So, that's the stuff that makes babies," she said, as she looked at her father's cum, with an innocent look on her angelic little face. "Am I pregnant now?" she asked hopefully.
"Probably not," he replied, "you don't generally get pregnant the first time, though it's possible. You are probably way too young anyway."
"Next time, I want you to put your cock all the way inside me," she said.
"It'll hurt, when I go through your hymen."
"I don't care. I want to love you like Mama does. I want to fuck you, and have your babies, and everything. I wish I could marry you."



"You don't have to fuck me to prove you love me Honey. You know my little Suzy is the most important thing in the world to me."
"After Mommy."
"After your mother, of course. If it wasn't for your mother, I wouldn't have you."
"That's OK, I love Mama too." The girl looked again at her father's cum dangling from her fingertip. Then she reached down between her legs, and shoved the cum-drenched finger up her little slit. "Daddy, are you going to fuck me again?"
She waited while he hesitated, then put on her sad little girl look. "Please?"
When he didn't reply, she said, "After all, you were going to teach me all about making babies, and I'm still a virgin."
"Probably not pregnant either," she added as an afterthought. "And I won't know everything about making babies till we make one. Promise you'll make a baby in me Daddy?"
At that moment, it didn't seem to much to ask.
"Sure honey, If that's what you really want. But, it may take a while."
"That's all right Daddy, that's what will be so much fun. Having you fuck me all the time, until I get pregnant." She paused in thought. "Daddy, will you still fuck me after I get pregnant? . . . . Please?"
"OK, sure, whatever. But remember, I still have to take care of your mother."
"I know Daddy. Can I watch too?"
"I suppose, you know all about it already."





June takes a chance on love


After that, the threesome stopped to have lunch. The lunch was filled with talk about sex, babies, and what would happen if and when Suzy turned up pregnant. Suzy felt really grown up now, and would have loved to continue the conversation, but her older brother and sister breezed into the room, and after a warning glance from her mother remembered that the older duo weren't supposed to know about her "lessons". "Damn," she thought. She had been sure that her father would take her back to bed, and finish what he had started. She could feel the oozing of his seed in her vagina soothing the slight sting where his finger had pushed earlier. "If it wasn't for those two rats, Daddy would probably have pushed his big cock all the way through, and then I wouldn't still be a virgin!" the girl sulked.
It was hard to remain mad at her two older siblings though. They were both bubbly infectious personalities that made you want to laugh and be around. Jeremy was a tall handsome 14 year old that looked like a younger version of his father. June looked like a miniature version of her mother, with the same dark hair and eyes, and a sensual swing to her hips that made her seem much older than her 12 short years. Suzy on the other hand had her father's hair and eyes, but her mother's strikingly beautiful face.



Jeremy at the moment, (when Suzy's attention came back) was engaged in telling a story complete with waving arms and sugges tive movements about what had happened down at practice between one of the cheerleaders, and two of the boys in the locker-room.
"She didn't. Really?" said June. "With both of them?"
Suzy was now sorry she hadn't been listening earlier.
"Yep," said Jeremy, "and not only that, but her panties were gone."
Suzy couldn't resist: "Are you sure?" she breathed.
"Un Huh. I was there, and I actually saw her bare cunt." Jeremy was trying to shock his little sister.
"What did it look like?" she replied, not to be outdone.
"You know, kinda puffy with a little crack in the middle, and a little black hair just above the hole," he continued. "I wouldn't mind getting some of that."
"Oh you boys!" June said, taking a playful swing at her brother, which he ducked. "You'd probably fuck anything in skirts, if you had a chance."
Jeremy didn't deny it. Just talking about sex with 2 sexy girls was giving him a hard-on. Even if the girls were his own sisters. Sisters were supposed to be a pain, but Jeremy had always gotten along well with his. He pretended to dislike his sisters when other boys were around, but in reality he got a kick out of spending time with his sisters, and learning what they did with the other girls.
"You'd probably fuck me or June if you could." Suzy couldn't believe her daring.
"Probably," Jeremy dared her right back.
"I've got to go. Now," June said, her breath coming quickly as she rushed from the room. "Gawd!" she mumbled to herself. Her brother wanted to . . . She couldn't bring herself to complete the thought. Her brother wanted to fuck her! There, she did it. Now she wondered what she was going to do with the knowledge. She knew she would never be able to resist, if he came right out and asked her. But he wouldn't. She knew that. Her brother was too much the nice guy to force himself on her. For a moment she felt relieved. Then, after a bit she realized that would mean that she was going to remain horny for the next several years. At 12, June was always horny.
She had started having periods about a year and a half ago, and since then, she had seemed to be in a perpetual aroused state. Sometimes, she sneaked down to her parents' room, and listened outside the door in the morning, while they made love. She knew now that her father always woke up in the morning with a hard-on. He and her mother would fuck, while they thought the children slept. Afterwards, she would sneak back to her room so as not to disturb Suzy who slept in the room between; and finger herself to an orgasm while imagining that it was her, that her father was fucking, instead of her mother. She would have been shocked, had she known that her little sister had already fucked their father, right now had his seed in her womb, and was planning to go even further.



All of a sudden, a thought occurred to her. She could get Jeremy to fuck her! It seemed like a perfect solution. She loved her brother. She knew he wouldn't hurt her for the world. He would never tell. And best of all, he reminded her of her handsome father.
June's plans started to fall into place. He wouldn't seduce her, and she couldn't seduce him, but what if they seduced each other? She had a pretty good idea of how to start after their conversation earlier.
"Jeremy!" she called, "Could you come here?" interrupting the conversation that she could still hear going on, by the occasional shrill giggle of her little sister.
"Just a minute!" he yelled back; trying to finish the story he was telling.
A couple of minutes later, June heard a loud guffaw from her sister, as the two siblings broke into laughter.
"Not Really!" screamed Suzy.
"Really," assured her brother, as the two children broke up.
Jeremy came to his sister's room still wiping his eyes with laughter. So at first, he didn't see what his sister was doing.
"So what did you waaa . . .," his voice died away as he looked down at his almost naked little sister. The little girl was lying on her bed with her panties off, and her bra lying beside the bed. Her flimsy, open-knit, see-through blouse, was pulled up above her developing little tits. Except for that, she wasn't wearing a thing. That is unless you counted the hand stuffed between her legs madly moving in and out as she played with herself.
"Dammit, I was almost there!" she said, as she realized her brother was there. Then a wave of fear passed through her. What if he didn't want her? What if, worse yet, he told? "Shut the door, dammit," she exclaimed. "Do you want everybody else to see me?"
"Wow June, I didn't realize . . ." His voice trailed off again.
"Yeah, well I get horny too. Don't you ever jack yourself off?"
"About a hundred times a day."
"Me too. And I just thought of something we could do about it."
"We? You and me?" he squeaked, as it began to dawn on him what his little sister was talking about.
"We. You and me." Her voice was emphatic.
"But what if we . . ." He couldn't say it.
"Got caught? We won't. We don't dare," she responded. "But do you want to go on like this for the next 10 years? Or didn't you mean what you said earlier?"



It took Jeremy a minute to remember the conversation from earlier. "Let me get this straight," he said. "You mean that you wouldn't mind if I fff, ffff. fffu." He couldn't get it out.
"Fucked me?" She startled him by her brazenness. "No." Then almost shyly, "That is if you want to."
"If he wanted to!" his mind almost screamed. He had never wanted anything so much in his life.
"We'll have to be careful," he temporized.
"We will. Now come here big brother, and show me how much you want me."
Jeremy reached for his sister as she reached for him. There was a sudden commotion, and they both ended up in a breathless heap on the bed. Jeremy had his arms around a nearly naked girl who was kissing him madly. The fact that the girl was his little sister, made it even more exciting.
"Wait," he said, "let me get these things off."
He started to peel out of his shorts.
"Oooh!" said June as his aroused cock spring into view, "Your cock looks nice." It was a nice 6 inch piece of swollen tissue sticking out at her. "I think it likes me."
"You'd better believe it little sister. It likes you a lot. It wants to crawl up inside your little pussy-hole and squirt you full of cream."
Suzy was getting turned on by her brother's lewd words, but she didn't lose complete track of reality. "You'd better not." A flash of fear went through her. "I might get pregnant."
Jeremy stopped, with his shirt still on, and came back down suddenly. "I suppose so, but if I don't, then what can we do?" All of a sudden, the easy answers to his horny problem had vanished.
June was in a quandary also. "I don't know. I'm not on the pill. Do you have anything?" Her frustration was almost overwhelming.
Jeremy thought. "Well, I could get some rubbers. I don't like them, but it's better than knocking you up."
June brightened. "Do you have one now?"
"No. I can get some from Mom or Dad tomorrow, but not right now. They'd probably catch on to whom I'm going to use them with."
June was almost in tears from frustration and horniness. "Well what can we do?"
Jeremy thought it over. "Well, as I see it, we have four choices. First, we can do nothing." He paused to look at his naked sister.
June shook her head. No.



"Second, we could just play with each other. Not actually fuck."
That didn't sound too good to June either. She was tired of "just playing" She'd been doing that for too long already, and she told her brother so. "What are the other choices?" she asked.
"Well, I could pull out before I cum."
"Really? Could you?"
"I think so. It wouldn't be as satisfying, but I could probably do it."
"What's the last choice?" Even as she spoke, June felt she knew the answer.
"We could always take a chance. Most girls don't get knocked-up on the first try. When was your period?"
"Huh?" June couldn't figure the change of subject. What did school have to do with sex?
"When was your last period? You know, monthlies," Jeremy explained.
"Oh! I don't know, a week or so ago I guess. Why?"
"Because, if it was close to your period, you wouldn't be so likely to get knocked-up." Jeremy said
"Oh," said June, "I guess that's out then. But I can't wait. I've got to do something NOW!"
Jeremy felt the same way. If he didn't get his prick inside his cute little sister pretty soon, he felt he'd die of frustration. "Well I guess I'll just have to try to pull out in time," he said.
"No," she replied.
"Huh?" He didn't understand.
"Not the first time. I want the first time to be perfect. For you and for me."
"You mean?" he asked.
"Uh Huh," she replied, "I want you to fuck me, and shoot your cum in me and everything. I'll carry your sperm in my belly tonight, and then we'll worry about my getting pregnant. Tomorrow, you can get some rubbers or pull out or something, but right now I want the real thing. We'll just have to take a chance."
Suddenly he hugged her. "I love you Sis," he exclaimed.
"I love you too. Now get on top of me, and fuck me full of cream."
"Shouldn't I work you up a little, get you excited first?" he asked.
"If I get any more excited, I'm going to explode!" she said, "Do it NOW!" Madly she spread her legs and pulled her brother to her. "Get your cock in me before I die!"



"Geeze. Wait a second Sis. I. . ." His voice cut off as he felt the tip of his prick surrounded by the tight ring of muscles at the entrance to his little sister's vagina. He couldn't believe it; he was actually fucking his horny little sister. His cock bulged as he pushed another inch up into the child's belly. "Ok Sis, you got it. Boy do you have it!" he exclaimed, as he watched half of his prick vanish into the little girl's slit.
"Oh! Wait! Auggh!" June exclaimed, as his cock went through her hymen and slid all the way home until the tip was resting at the entrance to her uterus. "That hurt."
"Sorry Sis, but I had to bust your cherry. Do you want me to stop?" He didn't know how, but if she asked him, somehow he'd find the willpower to pull out.
"Don't be silly. Just go easy when you fuck me OK?"
He pulled out an inch, then fucked his cock back into the child's vagina. "How's that?" he asked.
"Ow. Hurts a little. But keep doing it. It's starting to feel better."
The 12-year-old girl couldn't believe it. Ten minutes ago she had been a super horny little virgin. Now she was a woman. She had her big brother's cock stuck up inside her vagina, and pretty soon he would be squirting his white stuff in her womb.
"Are you going to cum in me?" she asked, in her little-girl voice, "Are you going to stick that big nasty old cock up in my belly, and squirt me full of baby-juice?" All the while, she was rocking her hips in time with his as she felt him sliding in and out.
"Oh June don't." Her obscene words were getting to him. "If you keep talking like that I'm gonna . . .," he trailed off.
"Cum?" she finished for him. "Is big brother gonna squirt his nasty baby-juice clear up in little sister's womb? Does big brother want to get his little baby sister pregnant? C'mon big brother, knock your sister up. I don't mind. I want to feel you make a baby in me."
Her obscene talk was too much for the 14 year old boy. It was bad enough to have his cock sliding in and out of his little sister's tiny slit, but this talk was just too much. His prick grew impossibly stiff. The head dilated, and he started to spew his semen inside the 12-year-old girl's writhing belly.
"Mmmmmm," June purred, as she felt her brother's penis bucking in her tummy. All of a sudden, their motion got slicker, and she knew Jeremy was squirting the thick sticky white stuff that made babies, up inside her flat little belly. "Cum in me! Knock me up Jemmy!" June used her old little-girl name for her brother, as her own orgasm engulfed her.
Jeremy felt the child's vagina clamp down on his erupting prick, and he knew that his sister had made it too. He shoved one last time up into the little girl and felt the tip of his cock enter her uterus. Spasm after spasm shook him as he squirted the last of his sperm into his young sister's developing womb.



"Oooh that's so good," sighed June, as she felt her brother's seed draining into her 12-year-old womb. She loved the warm slick feeling of his sperm inside her. Then she felt him pull back slightly and the head of his cock uncoupled from her uterus. "I love you Jeremy," she said, as his cock slowly shrank in her vagina.
"I love you too Sis, But this is dangerous. Hadn't you better go douche or something?" The older boy's tone was worried.
"No silly. That just washes it up into your womb. Didn't you read the sex manuals Daddy gave us?"
"Not that part. What do you do then, to keep from getting pregnant?"
At This point, the older boy pulled his cock from his little sister's vagina. The sensation of the little girl's cunt milking him as he withdrew was incredible. His cock made one last thick white squirt of sperm lick up the girl's belly, in an obscene white puddle. As she lay there with her legs spread, a bubble of white slowly started to ooze up out of her newly stretched hole.


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"Well, If I didn't want to become pregnant, the best thing for me would be to go sit on the toilet, and let it drain out, as best it could. If I did want to have your baby," she continued "I should lay here with my ass elevated, and let it seep in. Like this." The little girl demonstrated by grabbing a pillow and lifting her slim buttocks off the bed while sliding it underneath. "There!"
Jeremy couldn't believe it. "Hadn't you better hurry then?" he exclaimed, nodding towards the bathroom.
"Silly! I told you that I wanted this time to be perfect. For you. If you think I'm going to flush your precious seed down the toilet tonight after what you just did for me, well you just don't know." She smiled at him a loving smile that almost broke his heart. "Today, you make love to me as a real woman. If I get knocked-up, well we'll see. Tomorrow and after, we'll have to take precautions." She paused. "Are you ready to do it again?"
"Now?!"
"Now."
"Well gee Sis." He pointed at his now flaccid tool.
"Oh don't worry, I know what to do about that. Cindy taught me."
"Cindy?"
"You know, Cindy, our cousin, Suzy's best friend."
"I know, I just didn't think Cindy would go in for such things."
"You didn't think I went in for such things either," she pointed out.
"You're right. So what did Cindy teach you?"
He was completely unprepared for his little sister's next action.
"This!" she exclaimed, as he suddenly felt his sperm-covered cock swallowed up by his little sister's sucking mouth.
He couldn't believe how good his little sister's mouth felt. She licked, and swallowed, and sucked until his cock started rising again.
"Like it?" June asked, in a pause to catch her breath. She didn't wait for a reply but went back to sucking on his now almost fully erect tool.
"Wow! I sure do!" he exclaimed. "But isn't there something I can do for you also?"
"You already are," she replied, after pulling her mouth off his swollen cock with an obscene "pop". "Tomorrow, you can lick me down there, but right now I want to fuck. I want my big brother's cock buried inside my pee-hole, squirting baby-juice in my vagina, trying to get me pregnant. Just this once. Tomorrow, we'll worry. For today, I'm going to pretend I'm married to my big handsome brother. Remember though, this is the only time, so we'll have to make the most of it."



"OK, I guess," Jeremy replied, as he prepared to mount his little sister again. "This time, let me feel your tits, and your belly against mine. Spread your legs, and let me in."
June spread her legs, and Jeremy could see a trickle of white oozing out of her newly stretched hole. Knowing that his little sister might already be carrying his baby made was a scary feeling, but he was proud that she would want him as a father for her child. Slowly he pressed his stiff member up between the little girl's slightly spread legs.
"Ooooooh!" they both moaned, as his cock slid easily into the child's belly for the second time. If June could talk raunchy, then Jeremy felt he could too:
"Look at you. Cute little baby girl, with your big brother's baby-maker stuffed up in your belly. Wanting to get pregnant by your own brother! Well big brother's gonna give you a big belly. I'm gonna squirt your tummy full of baby-juice and knock you up higher than a kite."
Jeremy moved easily in and out of the little girl now as his cock, lubricated by the sperm he had already squirted in the youngster, slid all the way back to the neck of her womb. He then pulled out until only the head was held by tight ring of muscles at the entrance.
"Oh Jemmy! Do it! Stick your big baby-maker in me and knock me up. Make my tummy get big with your baby."
"Hold on June, You don't want me to cum just yet. Here, put your legs together."
June did as he asked, moving her legs inside his, as he sat back on her thighs with his big cock obscenely stretching the tiny little slit between the underaged little girl's legs.
"Now look down, where your brother's cock is about to squirt baby juice in your womb. Big brother's gonna make a baby in that cute little belly."
June followed his directions, and looked at her flat little tummy, now being stretched by the pulsing of her brother's bloated penis, then farther down between her legs, where his engorged cock vanished into the tiny hole she used to pee out of. The obscene sight was almost too much for the aroused child.
"Oh Jeremy, Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck ME!" she cried, as her immature young cunt started to convulse around her big brother's slippery, sliding cock.



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Unable to hold out much longer, Jeremy came down on top of the little girl and started to jam his cock into his sibling's slippery little hole with rapid strokes. Feeling his 12-year-old sister's smooth little belly rubbing against his, her pert nubbins of breasts poking his chest like little spikes while her spasming slit squeezed his cock like a runaway milking machine was too much for the older boy. Jeremy jammed his erupting prick all the way up in his little sister's belly. This time, the sperm he had already ejaculated inside the youngster lubricated his cock, so that the head of his penis pushed past the clasping ring of her cervix and clear into the little girl's womb.
"OW!" June said, as the 14-year-old boy's cock stretched her uterus. Then she couldn't say anything, as the feeling of her own brother's potent seed squirting into her receptive womb, caused June to climax with an intensity she couldn't believe.
"Wuh WuH! Wuh," the tiny girl panted, as the sensation of each ejaculation of her big brother's semen into her belly caused her to climax. June could feel the base of her brother's distended cock expand, then felt the swelling progress up the bloated conduit, until it concluded with the forceful injection of another dollop of prolific sperm into her fertile young belly. Each copious squirt of her big brother's seed into the child's eagerly accepting womb caused her to climax all over again, until she almost blacked out.
Jeremy was too engaged in his own climax to notice his sibling's predicament. The feeling of his little sister's cervix clenching at the head of his penis like a vagina within a vagina was too much. He kept pushing his engorged member as far as he could into the squirming child, while he ejaculated jet after jet of semen into her tightly stretched little belly. Each time the older boy thought he was finished, June's wildly convulsing vagina would squeeze his cock again, and his penis would respond by sending another surge of sperm into his little sister's 12-year-old womb.
All good things must end, and Jeremy's mighty ejaculations finally slowed down to spurts, then a trickle, and finally just an ooze leaking into his younger sibling's distended belly. June, without the extra stimulation of her virile older brother pumping cum into her womb, slowly came down from her high.
"Boy that was good!"
Jeremy couldn't help but agree.
June reveled in the risky feeling of having her own brother's thick sticky sperm warming the inside of her belly. The little girl felt so chock full of the warm, gooey, life- giving fluid, her handsome big brother had been injecting into her womb, that she thought her little tummy might burst. "Wow, I never thought it would be like that!" she said, as the head of his shrinking cock pulled out of the tight clasp of her cervix with a slight popping feeling.



"Me neither," Jeremy agreed, running his hands up and down his little sister's naked body while he enjoyed the feeling of her greasy, cum-filled vagina massaging his now soft member. "Was that good enough, little sister? I feel as if I shot enough baby juice in your belly to impregnate a hundred girls."
"Mmmmmmm! I hope so!" June leaned into the boy's caresses and squeezed her brother's soft cock with her little slit. "I don't know what I'll do when tomorrow comes, and we can't do it for real any more. The feel of you trying to get me pregnant is too good."
"We shouldn't even be doing it this time," Jeremy pointed out. "If that cute little belly of yours starts to swell, there's going to be trouble."
June looked down at the flat little belly that her brother's big cock was no longer stretching. The young girl imagined her smooth little tummy being swollen by her handsome big brother's baby. "Mmmmm. I don't care. It was worth it," she replied. "I wouldn't mind having your baby growing inside my belly, making it big. It's just what other people would say."
"Like Mom and dad."
A shiver of fear went through the little girl. "Yeah, them too."
At that moment, both children heard the clock in the hall chime the hour.
"Oh god, I've got to do my homework before supper!"
"And I've got to meet Cindy at the library!"
The two incestuous lovers pulled apart. As Jeremy's cock exited his sister's slit, it was followed by a torrent of pinkish fluid.
"Oh Wow what's that?"
"Stop it before it gets on the bed!"
Jeremy grabbed madly for something, anything to stop the flow of pinkish-tinged semen that was flowing from his sister's ravished vagina. "Here, use this!" he said, as he grabbed his shirt and stuffed it at the little girl's hole.
"Not your favorite shirt!" she exclaimed, as he swabbed her slightly sore pubic area.
"It'll always be my favorite shirt now," He replied, as he dabbed at the trickle that still seeped from her crack. "How come it's not white? I never knew girl's cum was pink."
"Silly! That's just my maidenhead, my virginity. You popped my cherry remember?"
Jeremy blushed crimson at the reminder. "I'm sorry," he said.
"Not too sorry I hope."
Jeremy's blush grew even brighter if possible. "No," he whispered, "I loved it."
"Me too."



With that, the two children broke up and Jeremy, gathering his clothes, headed for his room, taking one last aprecciative look at his little sister's lovely developing body. The little girl posed a moment for her older brother, displaying her budding young breasts and the childish vagina peeping from between her shapely legs, before she quit with a quiet, "Damn!"
"What's the matter?" Jeremy paused in his exit to inquire.
"Your cum. It's running down my leg."
Sure enough, Jeremy could see a glob of white on the little girl's leg while a trail of wetness stretched all the way back to her down-covered little slit.
"Don't worry," she said, as she dabbed at it with a tissue, "I'll just use a tampon" She giggled at a sudden thought. "I used to use them to keep boy's sperm out. Now I'm using one to keep yours in." At his quizzical look she explained, "I'd wear one when I went on a date, so I could tell the boy I couldn't fuck because I was having my period, and I'd be able to show him. Actually, it never happened, but I was ready."
Jeremy giggled also at the revelation, then headed for his own room. Quickly glancing down the hall, and seeing no one, he made a silent dash for his room to get dressed and start on his delayed homework. He didn't notice his mother as she sat taking a shit in the bathroom. Mary had been coming back into the house from out in the garden, when she had felt her stomach cramping and had made a mad dash for the bathroom just in time to get her panties down before the quick bout of diarrhea caused her to lose control. She wished she had been able to shove the door shut, and was trying to reach it with her toe, when she heard the door to June's room open, shut, and footsteps come down the hall. She was about to ask her daughter to close the bathroom door for her, when she shut her mouth with a snap. It wasn't June. It was her son, moving fast down the hall without looking to either side. For the second he was in view, she stared. The teenager was completely naked, and it was obvious that her son was no longer her "little" boy. From the size of the piece of meat dangling between his legs, she was sure that he would give lot's of pleasure to some lucky little girl, when he got older.
A sudden chill ran down her spine. "Older? Lucky little girl?" Her words replayed themselves in her mind as she remembered that her "little" boy had just come from his little sister's room, naked, and Mary knew June was still in there, because she could hear the little tune the child sang as she got dressed. The tune was the same one June always sang as she put on her clothes: "Some day my prince will come." June had been singing that song as she got dressed for years. Ever since they had brought the video "Snow White" home, the girl had at first sang it all day long. Finally she had slowed down enough so that she only sang it while getting dressed. Mary used it as an invisible marker on her child's progress every morning. She new just when the girl was "decent" and just when she finished putting on her shoes. Now, for instance, Mary knew the little girl was pulling on her panties from the progression of the song.



"Pulling on her panties!" The thought burst into her mind. And her son was naked! What were the two of them doing in there? All sorts of answers flooded her mind. "Playing Doctor." "You show me yours, and I'll show you Mine." "Mommy and Daddy, where I put my penis in your hole." That last thought, along with the remembrance of what Suzy had done that morning with her father stopped her. What was she getting excited about? June was older than she had been for her first time, and certainly much older than Suzy. Still, the woman made a vow to herself to keep an eye on the two siblings. She didn't want her little babies getting hurt. She also had to admit that she was more than a little turned on at the prospect of mating her two children. Mary decided that she had better prepare herself for a bigger family in the near future. With her husband busy breeding their youngest daughter and trying to get the little girl pregnant, and her older son and daughter doing Lord-knows-what, stark naked in the little girl's bedroom, she figured that there was going to be the patter of little feet in the house before long.
Mary thought a little longer before she left, smiling, to make dinner. "You know, Mary," she said to herself, "this might actually be fun!"


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Cindy gets some help from her mother


Cindy Macon was horny. This was not unusual. In fact, she always seemed to be horny. For the past two years, ever since her breasts had started to grow, she had been horny most of the time. If it hadn't been for her brother, who helped her out with his tongue and fingers at least once a day, she probably would have been pregnant six times over. As it was, she had been able to remain a virgin in spite of the enormous pressures for a child of her obvious sensuality. The last 3 months had been the worst, as she started having regular periods. Her first one had been 6 months ago, and it had caused her to get so aroused that she had almost fucked one of the jocks who always seemed to be making lewd passes at her. If their passes hadn't been so crude, that they turned her more off than on, she probably wouldn't be a virgin right now. As it was, her brother was the only man who had ever touched her. He had showed her how to satisfy a man with her mouth and tongue, while eating her pussy with a relish that never seemed to diminish.
Only once, had the older boy ever gone any further. That time, Billy had come upon his little sister, while the little girl was pulling out her last used tampon. Billy had asked his sister if she was "on the rag." When the little girl replied that her monthlies had just ended, the boy proceeded to eat his sister's creaming little pussy to about six screaming orgasms. Billy had been jacking himself off all during the time he ate the little girl out. While the child was lying there, weak and spread-eagled in front of him, the boy slipped the head of his swollen penis up into his little sister's well-lubricated young slit, and proceeded to ejaculate wad after wad of hot slippery incestuous cum right up inside the defenseless little girl's unprotected young belly. The warm, sticky feeling of having her handsome big brother's slick gelatinous sperm soaking into her receptive young vagina, had caused Cindy to climax like never before.
Cindy had begged her older brother to repeat the process. Billy had refused, insisting that he didn't want to get his little sister pregnant. He had told the girl that if she still wanted it, to come to him when her period ended next month, and he might do it again. Cindy had been waiting for a month now. She had been about to tell her brother that she was ready, when the episode in the schoolteacher's office had occurred.
Cindy's blood was about to boil from sexual arousal, and she decided that enough was enough. Tonight, she would go to sleep as a woman, not a scared little virgin. She knew just the person to do the job, after that steamy episode yesterday. But first, she had to find out about Suzy.


Nobody was surprised, when Cindy showed up at the Fisher residence, and walked right into Suzy's bedroom without knocking. The two girls were together so much, and Cindy slept over so often, that it almost seemed like her own home. In fact, there had been several humorous suggestions about giving the girl her own room.



Suzy was lying on the bed; finger up her slit; working herself to another orgasm. To Cindy it seemed that her cousin's little crack was shinier that she had ever seen it before. Oblivious to her cousin's presence, Suzy mumbled to herself as she ticked her clit, and rammed a finger up her tiny snatch. "Oooooh Daddy. Shoot your cum in me. Make a baby in me." The child's obscene mumbling turned to grunts and moans as she reached her climax. "Uhnnn. Oooh. Aaaaaahhhh!" The little girl groaned as she finally came back to reality. "Cindy!" she exclaimed in shock, "how long have you been here?"
"Long enough, cousin mine," Cindy gloated. "I guess you finally got what you wanted. Didn't you?"
"I'm not supposed to tell," came the whispered response.
"You don't have to. Tell me, was it good?"
"Mmmmm," was the only reply.
"I can tell. Now guess what?"
"What?" asked Suzy, all ears now.
"I'm going to do it tonight."
"No! With who?" Suzy couldn't believe it. First her, and now Cindy. It seemed like everything was turning to sex.
"Mr. Stockdale."
"No! I don't believe it." Suzy was aghast. "But he's our teacher!"
"Not any more, remember. And I know just how to get him." Cindy sounded sure of herself, even though doubts were beginning to nag.
"Are you going to do it now?" Suzy asked.
"In a few minutes. I've got to talk to Mother first." Cindy got to her feet. "But, I just HAD to find out about you first. Wow! You really did it. All the way? He didn't pull out?"
Suzy first nodded, then shook her head.
"Well, I hope you don't get pregnant," Cindy said, as she headed out the door.
Suzy Fisher's quiet reply almost stopped her in her tracks.
"I do."
The implications of her cousins last words stirred up even more turmoil in Cindy Macon's overheated little brain. Suzy wanted to! Wow! She wondered if she'd have the nerve. Well, "Que Sera Sera." If she did, she did. Now, to get her mother in on her plan.



Bang! The screen door slammed shut as she entered the Macon Kitchen.
"Cindy. How many times do I have to tell you. . ." Arlene Macon was a petite woman who looked almost as young as some of her older daughters. "What's the matter honey?" she changed directions swiftly. Her maternal instincts were strong, and her empathy was unbounded. She knew something was bothering her little girl. Cindy may not have looked like a little girl, but Arlene knew that inside she was still a barely 11 year old child.
"Mommy, You know how Billy sometimes has Marylin over for the night?"
Arlene knew what her child was referring to. It was something she had suggested to Marylin's parents, and they both agreed it was better than having the two kids making out at the drive-in, and possibly getting picked up by the police.
"Yes dear. So?" she prompted.
"I want to have a boyfriend over." The statement was flat.
Arlene sucked in her breath. She knew it would have to happen someday. But Cindy was so young! She knew she couldn't let the child down now, when she obviously needed her mother's love the most.
"So, have him over." She somehow managed to get the words out without seeming strained.
"Uh Mom?" The voice was hesitant.
"Yes dear?"
"He's an older man."
"Not married I hope?" Arlene couldn't keep the edge of fear for her baby girl out of her voice.
"Mommy! I'm not that dumb!" the little-girl voice continued, "It's Mr. Stockdale."
Arlene felt so relieved she almost sat down. Of all the people she knew, the 5th-grade teacher was one of the most attractive and kindly (outside of the classroom) men she had ever met. She knew several of the young (and not-so-young) women about town had set their caps for him. It was no wonder Cindy was, to pardon the expression, "Going to take a crack at him." She sniggered to herself at her little joke.
"I see," she said to her overeager child, "and does the poor man know about this yet?"
"Uh, no Mom. That's where I needed your help," Cindy blurted.
"Why don't you pull up a chair, and tell old Arlene all about it Honey." The girl's mother picked up the ever-ready coffee pot from the stove and sat down to listen.
Cindy sighed with relief. Her mother was going to help.
For the next hour, the older woman listened to her little girl, as she poured out her story of frustrations and horniness. She had already known about the child and her brother, but the bit about the tampon was new to her.
"You had your period this week honey?" Arlene inquired worriedly.
Cindy reassured her mother, then continued with her tale. When she got to the part about the teacher's office and the torn panties, her mother was wiping her eyes in sympathetic laughter. "That poor poor man!" she snickered.



Cindy didn't hold back a thing. She told her mother about Suzy's bet, and what she thought the probable outcome was. Finally she got down to the point. "Mom. I'm so frustrated. Suzy's getting what she wants, though it might take a while. Billy's getting his rocks off in Marylin almost every night. Listening to you and dad every morning makes me want to scream. If I don't get laid for real, I'll probably take Joe up on his offer."
Joe Jackson, (J. J. to his friends, of which there were few.) was a crude oaf of a boy in the 7th grade who was always bragging about the girls he had laid, and how he never used a rubber. His swaggering bullying manner turned off most of the girls, but Cindy knew that a few were turned on by it. In fact, there was a rumor that more than one of his "girlfriends" had turned up pregnant, and had to get an abortion. Nobody could imagine any girl in her right mind wanting to keep his baby. A couple of times, he had slobbered at Cindy, and once he had even offered to teach both Cindy and her cousin Suzy "the Fact's of Life," and "How to make a baby." The offer had so disgusted Cindy that she hadn't felt like eating that night.
Arlene smiled. She knew her daughter better than that! Still, she obviously needed help, and knew where she wanted it from. "I'll take care of everything dear."
"Oh Mom." The sigh of relief seemed to fill the house.
"Now you get ready for your 'date' dear, and I'll take care of John Stockdale." Arlene shooed her wayward child out of the kitchen as she reached for the phone.
It seemed like eternity, even though it only took 3 rings before the click in the receiver told Arlene that someone was on the other end of the line.
"Stockdale," came the firm response.
"John, This is Arlene Macon. Yes, Cindy's mother. Are you busy tonight?"
Cindy snuck back to the hall where she could hear the one- sided conversation.
"Well could you break it? Something has come up."
A pause.
"Yes I know. Cindy told me something that happened yesterday after school, and I think that we should take care of the matter."
Pause.
"No, it can't be done over the phone."
Pause.
"Fine, I'll expect you at 6 O'clock for dinner."
Pause.
"Yes, for dinner. Be on time."
Pause.
"Oh, and one more thing."
Pause.
"Bring a toothbrush. You'll be spending the night."
With that there was a 'click,' and Arlene turned to her gleeful child who was no longer even pretending to hide in the hall.
"Well! I bet that got his curiosity up!" Arlene smiled at her offspring. "Now to take care of your Father."



Arlene proceeded to the bedroom where her husband was reading on the bed, and shut the door.
Cindy snuck down after her, and listened intently. All she could hear were mumbles, punctuated by an occasional loud exclamation of: "She WHAT!" "NO!" "But she's just a baby!" "Who?" "I will not!" And finally: "Ok. OK! I give up. You win!" followed by more mumbles, then giggles. Shortly, the unmistakable squeaking of bedsprings, told Cindy what was now taking place. A moment later, the door suddenly popped open, and Cindy was confronted by her naked father. He had a nice 7-inch cock, just slightly bigger than her brother's, and a gob of white sticky stuff obscenely welled from the tip.
"Well, If you're going to spy, you might as well have a good seat," he grunted, as he pointed to the chair alongside the bed. He turned the beam of his infectious smile on her to take the sting away. Cindy sat on the indicated chair with a thump.
"How. How, could you tell?" she finally got the breath to inquire.
This brought snickers from both parties on the bed.
"Watch," instructed her Father, as he got up again and brushed by the girl on his way out of the bedroom. A sticky glob of his cum smeared the child's cheek as his cock was rubbed across it.
George Macon went outside and closed the bedroom door. "Look," said Arlene, pointing at the bottom of the door-frame. There was a quarter-inch strip of light at the bottom of the door. A shadow halfway across showed where the girl's father's feet blocked the light. "We could always tell," Arlene told her girl. Cindy was mortified.
"That's Ok honey. We didn't mind," the woman reassured her child, as her husband reentered the room and proceeded to mount his wife in full view of their astonished little girl.
Pretty soon the woman was climaxing violently on the bed. The thought of her little girl watching made her cum fast.
George Macon, on the other hand, had already ejaculated once in the petite little woman, and wasn't ready to cum again so soon. "Come here," he said, motioning to the girl, sitting on the bed in front of him. "Show me what your brother has been teaching you."
Cindy eagerly complied. Taking her father's big penis in her hot little hands, she began licking the cum off the tip. Then, swirling her tongue around a big glob of sperm that oozed up out of the piss-hole, she swabbed it all over the now thoroughly erect member and proceeded to swallow her father's cock. Up and down, up and down she sucked while moving her tongue back and forth, sticking it in the slit at the end to lap up the gobs of pre-cum that kept oozing out. She couldn't wait for her father to cum in her mouth.



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"Wait. Stop!" The girl's father pulled her off his already spasming cock. "I don't want to cum yet."
Cindy stopped to lick one last glob of sperm off the tip of his prick. "I wanted you to cum," she pouted.
"In a bit. Now just lie back on the bed here."
"Huh?"
"Take off your dress Honey, lie down, and let me look at you," he amplified.
Cindy skinned her short dress off over her head, and slid her panties off in record time. Spreading her legs, she lay there open, for her father's inspection. George pulled apart the lips of his little daughter's almost hairless slit and looked inside. Slick and wet, a bubble of clear liquid started to well out of the tiny hole. His daughter was ready to fuck all right. He envied the man who was about to take her virginity. Still, he could taste her, even if he wasn't to be the first to fuck her. He lowered his head and swabbed the little-girl-slit with his tongue. It was like a bomb went off when his tongue touched the little nubbin at the top.
"Waaaauuugh" The buildup had been too much for Cindy. She climaxed violently. The wracking spasms of her body kept pushing her crotch at her father. The man kept licking and sucking until the child slowly stopped her wild gyrations. When Cindy regained her composure, she found that her father was no longer licking her slit, but instead had pushed a finger two knuckles deep into her vagina and was probing for her hymen.
George enjoyed the feeling of his child's vagina sucking and squeezing on his finger. Finally, after about 2 inches had gone in, he encountered an obstruction.
"Ow!" said Cindy. She really was a virgin!
"Just checking," her father said. "I don't want you to get hurt if your hymen is too tough when you get fucked tonight." He continued probing until he had assured himself that the child's virginity was not only intact, but from the feel of it, thin enough and with a slight tear in the center, no problem for a really stiff cock.
"Get fucked tonight. Her Father was going to let her. He didn't want her to get hurt." The man's words went round and round in her head. Her Father loved her! And she loved him too, she realized.
"Daddy, don't you want to. . ." She pointed down at his erect member, now dripping pre-cum on the carpet. "Put it inside me?" she finished.
"That's for your 'boyfriend,'" her father explained. "Still, your mother says you and your brother. . ." He looked at his little girl speculatively.



Cindy nodded.
Accepting his little girl's acquiescence, George took his engorged cock and put the drooling tip right up against the entrance to his daughter's open vagina. Drops of pre-cum lubricated the head of his engorged weapon as he swabbed it up and down in the sensuous little girl's almost hairless slit. Each time his penis reached the entrance to the child's spasming little hole, he would push the tip of his cock in, and let a bubble of slippery fluid be injected into the receptive belly of the nubile young girl.
"George! You're going to get that little girl pregnant," his wife admonished him.
"It's OK, Daddy," Cindy reassured him.
Ok for what? For him to cum in her, or for him to get her pregnant? George decided that whichever it was, the chance was worth it. "Here it comes, honey," he exclaimed; as he pushed the head of his turgid penis into the tight ring at the entrance to his sexy young daughter's tight little vagina. There was a slight popping sensation, then he felt the muscles of his pubescent child's vagina clasping and squeezing the head of his cock. The sensations were exquisite. His penis, looking like a hose connecting 2 fireplugs, spasmed and sent a thick sticky glob of sperm into his diminutive offspring's clutching young belly.
Cindy loved it. After her previous orgasm, to have her own handsome father squirting his warm sticky semen inside her hungry vagina, soothed the aching in her tummy she had felt all day. The tiny risk of pregnancy just added to the thrill. "C'mon Daddy, Squirt some more. Let me feel your cum." she requested.
The clasping of the juvenile vagina around the tip of her parent's penis was the last straw for George. His distended cock inflated tremendously, and began sending torrents of slick greasy sperm into the swelling belly of his surprised little girl. Squirt after squirt. Cindy was amazed at how much cum her father had for her. She felt her tiny little tunnel being stretched by the pressure of her father's squirting sperm, and still the man kept spasming, as his balls emptied themselves into the squeezing little belly of his sexy young daughter. Cindy wrapped her hot little fingers around her father's cock. Now the young girl could feel each separate bulge of her own father's potent sperm, as it worked its way up the tube on the bottom of his penis, and then expanded the head, before being injected into her distended little belly.
"Cum in me Daddy. Squirt your hot sticky Daddy-cum in Cindy's little belly." Arlene climaxed as she heard the obscene words come from her daughter's lips, while she watched her husband frantically trying to inseminate their little girl.



"Mmmmm Daddy. I like that," Cindy said, as she felt her father working about an inch of his cock in and out of her tiny little slit, trying to milk the last greasy curds of hazardous baby-making sperm up into his own diminutive young daughter's virginal 11-year-old belly. Cindy reached down and grasped the base of her father's virile penis, and then with a sensual milking motion, proceeded to strip the last lingering globs of incestuous sperm up through the tube on the bottom and into her eagerly accepting vagina. The sensations, as each last greasy curd expanded the head of the man's penis, and then exited into the welcoming young belly of his not-even-12 year old daughter, were incredible.
"It must be something about breeding your own kid," George thought. Then he had a touch of horror, as he realized he might have done just that. Still, knowing that his daughter had taken his sperm willingly, and wouldn't be upset if he did get her pregnant, made George love the little girl more than he would previously have conceived. He thought he had loved his little girl before, but now he knew that it had been just a shadow of what was possible.
As the last greasy dollop of semen squirted from the head of his penis, into the clasping young vagina of his own sexy little daughter, George Macon's cock began to shrink. The head of his swollen cock was still trapped in his daughter's tight little vagina; the muscles at the entrance wouldn't let it go. The contractions of his own child's pussy, squeezing the head of his penis, felt so good; he didn't want to withdraw. Still, all good things must end. "I'm going to pull out now," he warned.
"George, Wait!" The frantic cry from his wife stopped the exit of the father's cock from his offspring's belly, and he paused while Cindy continued to milk the tip of his now diminished penis with her squeezing vagina. Shortly, Arlene returned from the hall with a large towel, which she placed underneath the incestuously coupled duo.
"There! Now you won't get it all over the bed and carpet," she said, as she watched the father and daughter uncouple.
As George's penis left his daughters' vagina, it was like pulling a plug. A gush of white sticky sperm came flooding out and soaking into the towel. Cindy's belly felt empty. She had loved the warm feeling of her father's slippery sperm filling her vagina, and now it was all running out.
"Oh Daddy, I wish I could keep it all inside," she moaned, as the torrent subsided and all she felt was a slight trickle of her father's sticky cum soaking into her immature young womb.



Arlene Macon clucked as she helped clean up the ravished vagina of her young daughter. "All I can say is: You took quite a chance young lady, especially with that man of yours, coming over for dinner. Who's baby are you going to have anyway?"
Cindy blushed beet red. "Nobody's. At least not right now. I'm pretty safe."
"Uh Huh. Cindy, do you know what the medical term is for girls like you, who rely on the rhythm method?" Arlene asked her daughter.
"No, What."
"Mothers."
"Oh. Oh! I see what you mean. Does that mean I can't have Mr. Stockdale 'do it' in me? I wanted to feel his cum inside me, the first time."
Arlene looked seriously at her young daughter and replied, "do what you must. I just want you to be aware of what might happen."
"Oh, I am Mommy, I am." Cindy shivered at the thought. She might already be pregnant. And by her own Father! Then she shivered at an even more deliciously scary thought. Tonight, she was going to try again. All night long. And with Mr. Stockdale!
"God, I hope I don't get pregnant." She shivered. The thought of having a baby was scary, but a little exciting too.
"You'll be pretty safe," her mother reassured her, "at least for about a week. Then you'd better cool it." Arlene's advice, though somewhat at odds with her earlier statement, made sense to Cindy.
"Ok Mom," she said, as she got up to take a shower. Cindy left the room stretching her naked body to work out the kinks, never noticing the large glob of sperm that dribbled out of her puffy slit, and ran obscenely down her leg. She felt so good! She didn't realize the perfect spectacle she made of herself as a freshly fucked young girl, but her parents did.
"Wow, did you see that?!" Arlene called her husband's attention, but he had already noticed, and his cock started to rise again, even after all the abuse it had received.
Arlene decided that she had better make use of it before it vanished, and before she was all the way to the bathroom, Cindy heard the now familiar squeaking of the bed, along with loving murmurs of: "Child-raping, daughter-fucker." "Horny slut." "Incestuous pedofile." "Child-procuring Madam." The murmurs died down, as the action got faster. There was a peak of activity, just before Cindy turned on the shower, and she heard the final murmurs. These were almost inaudible; but she had heard them so many times before, she could recognize them from the tone, if not the content. "I love you, Honey." "I love you too, Dear."
Cindy finished her shower and prepared for her 'date'. She wondered how Mr. Stockdale was going to respond.




Cindy and the hot-tub


"Mommy, I don't know what to dooo!" The little-girl wail was at complete odds with the spectacle of the half-naked woman- child figure, with a towel wrapped around its waist that filled the doorway.
"I can't just come out and ask him. What if he says no?" The child's torment was obvious.
"I thought you said he wants to," the older woman replied.
"I can tell he wants to. He can still say no. He might be afraid." The cause of her child's distress was now obvious.
"Come here dear. I've got an Idea." Arlene held out her arms to the distressed child. "Now listen. He can't say no, if he never gets asked. Now here's what we're going to do." She started to whisper into the little girl's ear as Cindy had plopped down naked in her mother's lap, dropping the towel as her head started bobbing up and down. Pretty soon, giggles started to shake the girl, while her swelling little breasts bobbed up and down deliciously.
"Aren't you going to tell us too?" asked Billy Macon, enjoying the spectacle of his naked little sister's bobbing breasts. His Father had already explained to him about his sister's 'date,' and he couldn't wait to see how she brought it off. The three of them had been sitting around the kitchen table discussing the upcoming evening when Cindy's spectacular entrance had stopped them.
"No, You men, will just have to watch and see." Arlene was adamant. "Your reactions will be more genuine that way." "Just remember to act as if this was all perfectly natural, and it happens every day." "And stop ogling your sister's boobs!" "It isn't as if you never saw them before," she finished, in mock disgust.
At this, Cindy brazenly stuck out her aroused semi-developed breasts at her brother, and wiggled them provocatively. The older boy got up; calmly walked over to the naked little girl;and gave each jiggling mound a long sucking kiss. Then said with a smirk, as he left the room just ahead of his mother's swat, "They're nice boobs Sis." His voice blended into the slam of the screen door, "But I've seen better."
"He has too," the exasperated, but loving voice of his mother continued, "That Marylin!"



Both of the other two remaining occupants of the room started snickering. Marylin and her boobs. It was funny, yet almost tragic, the way Billy's 16-year old girlfriend was mainly noticed for her breasts. Most men never even saw her pretty face, or her petite little body. The teenager's breasts stuck out like cannons in front of her. Only 16, and she already wore a 44D bra. Even Dolly Parton didn't look so top-heavy. Of course, it didn't help, that the sexually obsessed teenybopper wore tight sweaters, or tiny bikini-tops to emphasize her overdevelopment.
The sex-bomb had gone through a string of boyfriends, and even older men with an abandon that had rocked the neighborhood for a year. Once, there had even been rumors of a charge of statutory-rape against one of the married men down the street. It wasn't until the nymphet had settled on Billy as her semi- permanent stud-in-waiting, that the hoorah started to die down. It seemed that his nonchalance, and willingness to put up with her promiscuous ways kept her coming back, as she had never done for any of the other boys. Billy knew that one man would never be enough for the sex-obsessed teenager, and was happy that she preferred him as her primary source of satisfaction. He could feel the love developing between the two of them, and knew if he just bided his time, she would probably say, "Yes," when he asked her to marry him. In the mean time: "Since he was already getting the milk free, why buy the cow?" It was a standard family joke made even more funny by Marylin's oversized mammarys.
Tonight, Marylin would be joining them for dinner, but the two would stay at her parents' house that night. Sometimes they slept in Billy's room, and sometimes at her place. Her parents had long-ago given up on controlling their child's sexual excesses, and were relatively relieved to see her confining most of her sexual activity to just one partner. Billy was almost as welcome at her house, as at his own, because they saw in him a possible permanent solution.
At the moment, Billy was on his way to pick up Marylin for dinner at his house, then back to hers, for a night of sleeping together. If they actually got any sleep that is. The boy had left early, because Marylin had promised him a 'quickie' if he hurried.
Arlene sighed to herself. Her "little" boy, was almost as oversexed as the blond bombshell he was screwing. Look what he had done with his innocent little sister. She started giggling at the new train of thought, as she considered what the "innocent" little girl was planning. Well, maybe not so innocent.



John Stockdale was sweating as he reached out to push the button beside the door. He glanced at his watch. Precisely 2 minutes to 6. The man considered waiting another minute or two to be exactly on time. He hated it when guests showed up early at his house. Finally, he decided that by the time the doorbell was answered, and introductions had been made, the point would be moot. "BING! bong," went the bell, and the door jumped open startling him. Cindy had been following her mother's instructions, and was soaking in the hot-tub ready to jump out when the family had announced the arrival of his car. She had jumped out of the tub, and had been waiting, dripping, on the hallway floor, for him to press the button. It had seemed like an incredibly long 2 minutes.
The handsome man was almost floored by the vision that appeared in the doorway. The girl, ("No, make that woman," he thought.) framed in the light of the lowering sun was almost naked. She had obviously just gotten out of some kind of pool, because her hair was soaked, and dangling in strings, and she wore a tiny bikini that didn't hide a single one of her charms. The two tiny, almost transparent, triangles that covered her budding breasts were plastered down, and John could see each erect nipple through the gauzy wet cloth. The third triangle vanished into the crack of her pouting vagina; actually inside the lips, instead of covering them. (Her mother had worked hard, to get just the right effect.) The result was overpowering. She would have been a lot less desirable looking if she had been merely naked.
"Oh Mr. Stockdale!" Cindy exclaimed. The nubile young girl jumped at him with childlike glee, and wrapping her wet arms around his neck, and gave him an open mouthed kiss that made the one he had gotten the other day seem like one from a maiden aunt. She pushed her lively little tongue between his teeth, and almost down his throat, then wiggled her wet squirmy body so close that he felt she had been plastered to his front. He had to put his arms around the squirming child to keep his balance. The man's arms automatically wrapped themselves around the excited little girl, and he couldn't help but be turned on by the feeling of her wet naked skin. It had been a long time, since he had a naked woman in his arms, and never one so young and eager. Being handsome had its advantages, but never had a woman (Child, he corrected himself as he remembered her age.) come onto him like this.
All of a sudden, her age, the reason he had been called over, and the situation as it must look to her family caused him to break out in a cold sweat. He was dead! His school-teaching career was finished. They'd probably lock him up and throw away the key until he was so old he wouldn't know what to do with a woman, let alone be able to fuck one.
Cindy felt the man go stiff with shock in her arms. "Now what's wrong?" she thought. "What's wrong?" she put the thought into words.
"Your parents!" the desperate man gasped.



John managed to hold onto a ray of hope. Maybe nobody had noticed. The faint glimmer died when he saw an older woman at the head of the stairs. She had obviously been watching the reaction her offspring's attire and activity had been causing. Catching the man's eye, she smiled, and John almost fainted with relief. Her mother wasn't angry! In fact, she seemed almost pleased as she ushered her guest into the living room with a volley of words:
"Well why don't you invite the poor man in Cindy?"
"Shame on you. Don't you have any manners?"
"You must be John Stockdale. I see you and Cindy know each other" This last with a sparkle in her eyes and voice that left the man wondering. Didn't she mind?
The woman was still fairly good looking for her forty years. Time seemed to have gone easy on the fair skin and sensuous body. The woman's continuous friendly chatter gathered up her errant child and soon-to-be lover and deposited the two of them, alone, in the little girl's bedroom, without John Stockdale ever being able to figure out later, how it was done.
"Now you two sit right down here, and discuss your problem, while I finish fixing dinner." The woman exited through the door, and he heard the latch click. The silence was deafening.
"Our problem?" he finally managed to inquire.
"Well, My problem actually." The girl looked up at him hopefully.
"Uh?" he encouraged.
"I'm a virgin."
"So?" John Stockdale was not one to be pushed.
"So, I want you help me not-be one."
The older man felt his ears turning red. Alone in a room with a nubile young girl who wanted him to take her virginity was every man's wet-dream, but this was unheard of! He temporized.
"You What?" he exclaimed.
"I want you to make love to me. Take my virginity. Pop my cherry. Bust my hymen. Tap my. . .," she seemed about to continue, when he interrupted:
"Ok. I get the message." He paused. "Your parents would kill me."



"Mr. Stockdale." He got the feeling he was an idiot child being addressed by an adult.
"Yes." If he was going to be addressed as a child, he would answer as one.
"Who's bedroom are we in?"
"Yours."
"You're a man, I'm a woman, well girl," she amended.
He looked at her and had to agree again. Very definitely female.
"I'm almost naked right?"
John had to agree. Almost was right!
"Who brought us here?"
"Your mother." The light was beginning to dawn.
"Did you hear the door lock when Mommy left?"
He had, and he could now see where this conversation was heading.
"You may not have noticed, but we passed Daddy in the hall. Did you see him?"
He shook his head.
"Well he was there, and he saw US," she emphasized. "Now, for the sixty four thousand dollar question." She paused.
"What?" He couldn't help himself. He had to find out what she was getting at.
"How many Chaperones, do you see in this in this room?"
"You don't mean?" It was too much; he choked.
"Mommy and Daddy know I chose you. They want my first time to be nice, Not some hurried 'wham, bam, thank-you-mam' in the back seat of a jalopy. They like you. More important, they trust you. Do you know what I mean?"
He did, but another thought occurred. This had happened before.
"Cindy, you don't expect me to marry you do you?" He had to ask. Other women had tried the same trap, and her age didn't mean she was safe.
Cindy gave him a smile that warmed the whole room like the sun coming out.
"John. Do you mind if I call you John, now that I'm no longer in your class?"
"Please do."
"John," she savored the word. "If, when I get older, you decided you wanted me to spend the rest of my life with you, and asked me to, I might say yes. Right now, I'm just a horny young virgin, who wants to get laid, and you're the man I picked for the job. No more, No less."
"That's quite an honor in itself," he replied, shook by the child's wisdom.
"Then you will?" Cindy held her breath.
"I'll do my best."



At these quiet words, Cindy exploded with glee. Wrapping her nearly naked body around the man, she began covering him with kisses and hugs so that he felt nearly smothered. Responding freely this time, he ran his big hands all over her squirming little body. Feeling her nubile young tits, and running his hand down her flat little belly and slipping his finger into the crack between her legs. The feel of her soft naked skin was enough to drive a man wild.
The man was about to pull off the girl's bikini, when there was an interruption.
"Supper's ready, you two in there." The gruff voice obviously belonged to the girl's father.
"Just a minute Daddy!" The child's voice was two octaves higher.
"This'll have to do for now," Cindy said, as she snuggled her near naked body up to his and gave him a last tongue-sucking kiss that made his hair stand on end.
"Wow! When she gets a little older!" he thought, then gathered his mysteriously unbuttoned pants back together as they made themselves presentable for dinner. He watched as Cindy slipped into a baby-doll nightie that, if anything, made her look sexier than just the bikini alone.
Noticing his glance, she reassured him, "don't worry. It's just Family."
"Some family," was his thought, as the barely dressed little girl led him out the door, and into the kitchen where dinner was just getting underway.



That evening, John knew he would remember every minute of, until the day he died. He would probably dream of it when he was lying in his coffin. The thing that impressed him most, was the very ordinariness. The way everybody acted as if there was absolutely nothing unusual going on.
The first thing he noticed, was all the reassuring smiles everybody gave him, as the welcome chatter of the effusive woman led him over to the crowded table and ushered him into a chair where Cindy was squeezed in alongside. Everyone seemed genuinely glad to see him, and he couldn't detect a trace of phoniness in their cordial greetings.
"Hi Mr. Stockdale." This was from a 16 year old boy ("Young man," he corrected himself.) John recognized from his class of 5 years ago. Now he placed the boy (man) as Cindy's older brother. The teenager grinned at him, then gave an even bigger approving smile at his Cindy. Cindy smiled back as she snuggled closer.
A second, "Hello Mr. Stockdale," directed his attention to the woman who was sitting next to his former student. What a woman! If Cindy was dressed to arouse, this woman was a walking invitation to rape. The first thing you noticed (couldn't help but notice) was her enormously overdeveloped breasts. These topped a petite little body that seemed to exude sex. The hips were wiggled at him with a sensual promise that implied, "Anything you see, that you like, you can have." He rethought his earlier estimate. It would be impossible to rape someone who was that obviously willing. This incredible body was encased in a miniskirt that seemed to have been painted on. The skirt was so short, John realized he would be able to see the indentation of the woman's slit in her panties, even when she stood up. As for when she sat down. . . John felt himself get hot under the collar. The dress must have been cut to exact fit, because her enormous breasts stretched the fabric without a wrinkle. He realized he could make out the bumps of nipples through the fabric. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra, even with that exaggerated bosom.
John was finally able to force his popping eyeballs above the woman's neckline, and received a shock. This wasn't a woman. It was just a girl! He recognized the attractive face of the teenager from the same class as Billy Macon, and wondered what she was doing there.
"Don't mind Marylin," came the admonition from his table partner. "She fucks everybody. . . Can't help it. If you ever need a piece, just call Marylin." This astonishing morsel of advice from the girl who so obviously had a crush on him just about floored John. He looked over at the girls face above the twin cannons that were now directed at him. The huge mammarys of the girl swayed as she made a "mew" of her face at Cindy, then nodded to confirm the younger girl's statement.



John's embarrassment was cut short by two squeaky "Hi Mr. Stockdale."'s from his left. It was obvious that the two children sitting next to him, were not only brother and sister, but miniature versions of Billy and Cindy. He suddenly realized that he was looking at 2 of his prospective students for the next 2 years. As he gravely said hello, the 10 and 9-year-old youngsters lapsed into embarrassed silence. After all, what do you say to the teacher whose class everybody seemed to dread, but who turned a smile like that on you?
The schoolteacher ("Turned child-rapist," he thought to himself.) next turned to meet the person he had been dreading. The girl's father.
George Macon knew what was going on in the man's mind by the trapped-bird look the nervous pedagogue threw his way. "The man's trying desperately to smile," was his thought. He knew if he didn't put the man at his ease, his daughter's night would be ruined, and it would be his fault. "Well," he thought, as he approached the other man with a welcome smile, and a warm outstretched hand, "my oversexed daughter does have good taste in men."
George put the thought into words, smiled at the man's raised eyebrows, and spoke the other thought that had been in his mind all evening, "Just don't hurt my little girl." This caution was given in such a friendly positive manner, that John felt complimented, as well as warned.
The friendly, chattering woman made it clear that she was Cindy's mother, as she seated everyone, and started to serve dinner.
Dinner was a warm comfortable meal where everybody helped themselves. There was a constant background chatter about school activities being wrapped-up, friend's vacations being planned, and other beginning-of-summer activities. The roasted chicken was crisp on the outside, and hot and juicy on the inside. The potatoes were real mashed potatoes with a wonderful homemade chicken gravy. Everyone kept pressing him to: "Have some more of this," and "Won't you try some of that," until John felt like he was at his mother's house during one of her famous holiday feeds. During the entire meal, Cindy clung to his side, and while she joined in the friendly chatter, he noticed that she spent most of the time either listening, or just resting her head on his shoulder. All of a sudden, it seemed like he was doing the right thing by being here, instead of just indulging himself in some dirty-old-man's fantasy. He wrapped his arm around the sexy little girl, and enjoyed the warmth of her body as she snuggled into his caress. The other people at the table smiled at him, and he could feel the wave of approval at his loosening up. He decided, "If these people didn't mind. He shouldn't either."



At this, the last bit of tenseness left him; and he began to use his considerable diplomacy to be not only welcome in this extraordinary house, but to try to fit in. He started by befriending the two shy children on his left. After a short while, he had the two youngsters giggling over a story about 2 fish and a bear, his own father used to tell him when he was their age. Next, he turned his attention on Cindy's mother, and won her heart by begging for a copy of the recipe for the chicken gravy that he had liked so much. The two teenagers, he ingratiated by telling a story about the school picnic 5 years ago that filled in the missing pieces of what, to the children of that class, had been a mystery.
"Do you mean to tell me, that that's why there weren't any French-fries," snickered Marylin.
"Well, we couldn't use the grease after that, you know," he replied.
"Mrs. Johnson must have been mortified. I always wondered why she moved to Arizona." Billy was amused, but a little sad also. After all, Mrs. Johnson had been one of his favorite teachers. He had once had a terrific crush on the pretty young teacher, and it had been a blow when she had moved out of state.
John Stockdale turned his attention to the man sitting at the head of the table.
George Macon was amused. He had been watching the progress of his daughter's paramour's attention proceed around the table. As the pedagogue gave each person his attention, George could see the care he took, and his admiration for the man increased. By the time John had focused his attention on him, he prepared himself to be wowed.
Instead of speaking, John just looked at George, raised his eyebrows to show he knew his efforts were appreciated, and returned his attentions to the comely wench whose machinations had started this wild scenario. The "wench" was delighted. Her handsome soon-to-be lover, had made friends with her whole family, and was obviously pleased with her as well. She shivered with delight, as she remembered how her mother had planned the rest of the evening.
John Stockdale got up from his seat at the table. His stomach groaned. He hadn't eaten this well since his mother's thanksgiving feast. He started to gather up his dirty dishes, and help with the cleanup, but Arlene Macon would have none of it. "Now you go out in the living room, and take care of that little girl," she admonished him. As he moved to comply, the little woman hauled him to one side and whispered in his ear, "The poor girl has never had a date before. Now you do it up right, make like a young boy trying to get his date all hot and bothered without her family noticing. Seduce the girl. We'll all play along."
At this point, Arlene announced to the family that: "Mr. Stockdale will sleep in Cindy's room tonight, as the bed is bigger. Cindy, you use your brother's room. He's visiting Marylin tonight and won't be using it." She returned her attentions to the mismatched couple standing by the living room door.



"Now you two youngsters go in there, and have a good time. Cindy, you shouldn't still be wearing that swimsuit, go get decent," she chattered, as she ushered her offspring back to her bedroom to "Get decent," and John to an overstuffed love-seat that was placed back-to-back with a full-sized couch that faced the large television in the living room. From her 40-year vantage point, the 16 year difference in their ages was not that great. They were both "youngsters" to her.
From that moment on, the rest of the night seemed like one long wet dream to the sexually deprived teacher. A wet dream that he couldn't wake up from. If it had been any normal wet dream, he knew he would have woken up with the solution to his problem all over his hand in the first 20 minutes.
First, Cindy returned from her bedroom, wearing the same short dress she had been wearing the previous day. Only this time, she wore no pantyhose. She joined him on the couch, snuggled up to him with a sensual wiggle, and gave him a kiss that never seemed to end. John emerged from the kiss with a gasp.
"We'd better cool it Cindy, Your parents might notice." He decided to follow Arlene's advice, and play along.
"They won't notice, they're watching TV," whispered Cindy right back, getting into the game. "Besides, it's too dark over here for them to see anything."
John took a look around. Cindy was right. The rest of the family was watching some loud drama on the large television set, and if they wanted to look over at Cindy and her "date," they would have to really crane their necks. He also noticed the lighting was arranged so that he and Cindy were in almost complete darkness, while anyone looking at them would be looking into the glare of the bulb that provided the sparse illumination in the living room. It was almost as if someone had set up the room to make it easy for a girl to be seduced by her boyfriend there. (It had. Arlene had spent 2 hours adjusting the furniture angles to get it just right.)
The man reached for the girl, and wrapped his arm around her waist, up under her dress, just below her blossoming breasts. Cindy gave a delighted squeal, and kissed him again, as his fingers reached her bra-less bosom.
"Did you say something Cindy?" came the inquiry from the couch.
"No Mama," came the more subdued reply, "just talking to John here." She tried hard to keep from squealing again, as the man's warm hand started massaging her oversensitive breasts right underneath her skimpy little dress. Well, two could play at that game. She started massaging the front of his trousers with her hand.
"Unnnh." John couldn't hold back the groan, and they both glanced to see if the sound had attracted more attention from the other side of the room. Not apparently.



For the next hour, the two lovers "made out" on the love seat. They cuddled, and smooched, and he played with her breasts till the aureoles were red and swollen. He "felt her up" between the legs, and slid a digit in and out while she pretended to try to squirm away from his "immodest" advances. She responded by reaching in his pants, and fondling his organ until it was so swollen that even with it pointing straight up his belly, inside his pants, the tip was almost exposed at the top of his belt. Once, after checking to make sure nobody was looking, she pulled his belt down an inch, so she could kiss the tip, and wiggle her tongue in the slit. It took all of John's willpower to keep from exploding hot sticky sperm all over the excited child's face and his own pants. Mostly the two just kissed. "Kissing" was almost an insult to the ability of the girl, however. John didn't know who had taught the child to kiss. (It was her brother.) He was just grateful to be the one on whom she wanted to use her expertise. Her warm soft mouth would cover his, while she licked his teeth, and the inside of his mouth. She would then stick her tongue in his mouth and twine her tongue around his. Sometimes she would suck his tongue into her mouth, and sometimes she would shove her lively little tongue almost down his throat. All of this, while hugging and cuddling with him in a manner guaranteed to get a rise out of a stone statue.
It was almost a relief, when there was a "Bang!" from the screen door in the kitchen announcing the return of Billy and Marylin. It seemed that relatives had come to visit at Marylin's house and, with her room occupied by two cousins, she and Billy would not have the privacy she required. Arlene "solved" the bed mix-up, by announcing loudly, "Cindy, you'll just have to sleep on the couch tonight."
This interruption, spoiled the setting, so Arlene suggested that they all take a soak in the hot-tub.
John had noticed the hot tub, when he came into the house, but had been too distracted up to now, to realize that it was where his young "date" had been lying in wait.
"But I didn't bring a swimsuit," he pleaded.
"Oh don't be silly. You don't need one," came from the older woman, as she calmly stripped in front of everyone and proceeded to climb naked into the swirling water.
Cindy was already shrugging out of her dress; and he heard two loud cries of glee as two naked children dashed down the stairs and splashed into the large tub. As the two kids dashed by him, he was shocked when he noticed Cindy's younger brother, Mike. The little boy had the schlong of an adult! Little Ginny looked like any other little 9-year-old girl, beautiful face, with kind of a wistful expression on it, no breasts, or hips to speak of, and just a tiny hairless slit was visible before the two children vanished into the swirling water of the hot-tub.
"Well, When in Rome," he said, as he removed his pants, and followed the vision of loveliness down the stairs to the big redwood tub set deep in the floor. He lowered himself into the hot water, and then nearly jumped out again. The feeling of Cindy, rubbing her slippery naked skin against his, while she slithered up alongside him and nibbled on his ear, almost made his hair stand on end.



The girl snuggled up to him; rubbed her slippery young breasts against him; and cooed in his ear, "Look at Marylin. Isn't she just a sight?"
He pulled his attention away from his own reactions, and looked up to see what Cindy was talking about. It really was quite a sight. Marylin Summers was about to enter the tub naked. Her mammoth breasts stuck out in front of her even without a bra to support them. She was showing off her body to each of the men, as she pushed her oversized frontal development at each of them. "Marylin, Don't," pleaded Billy, embarrassed at his girlfriend's actions. The girl gave him a big pout, but subsided, and pushed through the water to where she could sit on his lap. John thought for a second, that the girl actually sat right down so her boyfriend's penis went up inside her, but decided it was an illusion caused by the swirling water. He had enough problems with his own penis, and the lovely young thing squirming in his lap had caused it to slip up between her legs where she occasionally would reach down in the water and give it a squeeze with her bare hand. Nobody seemed to notice.
John glanced over at Marylin again. The older girl was sitting there with a peaceful look on her face, as though she was enjoying something, while Billy had an almost strangled look on his. John wondered what the self-admitted sex-bomb was doing to the boy under the cover of the bubbling water. Whatever it was, nobody else seemed to notice. Shortly, Marylin got out of the water, grabbed a towel and headed up the stairs, leaving Billy looking bushed as he relaxed in the foamy waters.
The rush and bubble of the water were beginning to remind John of something. "Uh Cindy. Don't." Her touch was too much on his suddenly oversensitive cock. "Where's the bathroom? I've got to pee," he whispered in her ear, to keep from dying of embarrassment.
"Up the stairs. Second door on the right," came back the whispered response.
John got out of the tub in a hurry suddenly conscious of the fact that his naked cock was sticking straight out in front of like a billy-club where everyone could see. The only reaction he got though, was a point up the stairs from Arlene who seemed to guess what his problem was.
The man made a mad dash up the stairs, managed to avoid tripping over a pile of discarded clothing, and charged into the toilet in a hurried scramble. He came to an abrupt halt as he realized the bathroom was not empty. It was in fact occupied by Marylin, who was sitting on the stool letting Billy's cum drip out of her vagina, before returning to the hot tub. John Stockdale almost slid into the room on a loose bath mat, and he stopped with his overstimulated and underused cock almost in the face of the 16 year old girl with the overdeveloped bosom. His face turned red.



"I. I. . ." He tried to say, "I'm sorry," but the words just wouldn't come.
Marylin ignored his protestations. Staring her in the face was a lovely hard cock that needed service, and if there was one thing that Marylin knew, it was how to service a hard cock. She shut the man up by swallowing it.
"Oh Marylin, you don't have to. . ."
The girl ignored him and kept on sucking. She ran her tongue over the tip, licked up and down the shaft, and then just plain sucked until the overstimulation he had been getting all evening got the better of him.
"Uh Marylin, I'm going to cum. You'd better let me pull out." He tried to disengage, thinking she would be disgusted if he ejaculated in her mouth, and was astonished when she started sucking even harder. He couldn't help himself; he started to squirt hot sticky cum right into her mouth.
Marylin wrapped her tongue around the spewing instrument, and savored the taste of her former teacher's cum. She loved the taste of cum almost as much as she liked it squirting up her overheated little pussy. Besides, she had had a crush on "Mr." Stockdale for years. To have him squirting his seed in her mouth was almost a dream come true. She realized he was Cindy's date, but figured she would take the "edge" off him so he would be able to do the younger girl properly, she rationalized.
John's cock was now shrinking to its normal size, and the reduced pressure reminded him of the chore he had come into the bathroom to accomplish. "Marylin stop," he warned, "I've got to pee." The teenager kept on sucking the last of his cum out of his penis, and he could see her throat gulp as she swallowed the last drops.
"Marylin, I'm going to pee in your mouth if you don't stop!" he warned louder now, as his bladder control almost deserted him.
"Mmmmpfhhf Mmmmd," she responded, as she kept her mouth fastened around his now flaccid penis. It sounded vaguely like, "Go ahead."
The man lost control. His penis squirted. He tried to hold back, but his bladder pressure had grown too strong. John expected the girl to pull back in disgust, when he started to piss in her mouth, but she actually sucked harder. It was too much effort to restrain himself any more. He let go. A stream of urine poured out of his cock into the teenager's sucking mouth. He felt the youngster swallow more of his cock so the head of his penis was at the back of her mouth, and he was actually pissing down the girl's throat. John had never done anything so obscene in his life. A couple of women had "let him" come in their mouths, but they had not enjoyed it. This was incredible. The oversexed teenybopper with the massive boobs had not only swallowed his come, but she was sucking his cock while he emptied his bladder down her throat; drinking his urine as if she liked it. The man could see the muscles of the young girl's throat working, as she swallowed and strained to keep up with the deluge. It seemed like an eternity he stood peeing in the girl while the stream of urine poured down her throat. Finally, the torrent slowed to a trickle, then spasmodic squirts, then stopped.



Marylin pulled the man's cock from her mouth, and licked the few remaining drops from the head. She couldn't believe she had actually done that. It seemed so incredibly nasty, even for her. At the time however, it had seemed like the most natural thing in the world. She liked Mr. Stockdale a lot; and since she couldn't get up, she couldn't let him pee on the floor could she? She knew that there was a flaw in her logic somewhere, but was not inclined to trace it down. She decided she'd probably let him do it again, if he wanted to. She gave his cock one last obscene kiss, and told him, "Now you just go back there, and take good care of Cindy. But first. . ." At this she pulled his lips down to hers.
John was at first a little turned off at the thought of kissing the mouth that had just urinated in, when he remembered: It was his urine the girl had just swallowed, and if she liked him well enough to do that how could he refuse to kiss the mouth that had been so generous to him? He concentrated on giving Marylin the kiss she deserved, while ignoring the faint whiff of ammonia that clung to her mouth. After a few seconds, it no longer bothered him, and he let his tongue duel with hers for several long seconds before disengaging with a loud "smack!" He then gave Marylin a final peck on the lips, a grateful pat on the head, and left the bathroom to continue with his "date".
John returned to the hot tub feeling relieved. Without the twin pressures of a full bladder, and a hard cock, he felt like he might make it through the rest of the evening without embarrassing himself. He didn't realize that the state of his erection signaled more to those watching than he realized. He slid into the tub conscious of a battery of amused eyes on his naked body. "What's so funny?" he wondered, as Cindy slid up alongside him and rubbed her pert little mounds of breasts against his side. She reached down and fisted his now flaccid penis.
"Oh darn!" the little girl exclaimed, "Marylin must have gotten to him."
The man felt his face turn bright red as the tub exploded into laughter around him. He felt as though he wanted to duck his head under the water, and not bother to come up.
"It's OK," came the reassuring voice of the naked little girl squirming next to him. "I don't mind. We all know that Marylin will be Marylin."
John managed to reopen his eyes and look around the circle of family members in the tub. Eye after eye caught his, and each amused face gave him a nod that showed they appreciated his predicament. Nobody seemed to be mad at him, not even the little 11-year-old girl whose sexual privileges had been usurped. John resolved to make it up to her. He started running his hands up and down the sides of the naked little girl, ignoring the friendly crowd of family members that were so interestedly watching. He massaged the child's front, ran his hands over her slippery little breasts, and down between her legs. He then motioned her to get out of the tub, and onto a towel; where he proceeded to rub the naked little girl's back, really getting into the massage.



"Here, use this," came the quiet voice of the girl's mother.
He looked around. Except for Arlene, he was alone with Cindy. He could hear some quiet conversation leaking down from the living room; but that was the only other indication of life in the house. He looked back at the woman who was proffering him a tube of something.
"Use this," the woman repeated. "It makes the skin slippery." Then she handed him the tube of massage-oil. With that, she quietly left, and proceeded up the stairs to rejoin the rest of her family.
Cindy had turned over when she heard her mother's voice. Now she lay naked on the towel and enjoyed the slippery feel of her older lover's hands massaging her breasts, tummy, and legs. He tickled her little snatch, and ran a tentative finger up inside. She responded by arching her back so the probing finger went clear up to her unbroken hymen.
"Not so fast, little one," cautioned John. "We have all night." With this, he motioned the girl to turn over on her belly.
Cindy decided to relax and enjoy the massage. She felt the older man massaging her feet for a deliciously long time. Then he proceeded to work on her calves, and then up to her thighs. The girl felt frustrated when he stopped working on her thighs without touching the hot little hole between them, that she felt needed lots of attention also. Still, she let him proceed at his own pace.
The older man now climbed on top of the little girl, almost crushing her for a moment. Then, he proceeded to rub her scalp with the tips of his fingers.
"Mmmmmmmm," Cindy purred. She could almost go to sleep; the massage was relaxing her so much. However, the thought of the naked man on top of her, with his naked cock pressing against her naked little ass was too exciting to allow that.
John Stockdale had a problem. To coin a phrase, a "big" problem. He wanted to rub the little girl's back, but his engorged cock kept getting in the way. "Uh Cindy?" he asked.
"Unnh?"
"My. . .cock. It's getting in the way. Would you mind if I put it down between your legs?" He held his breath as he waited for the little girl's response.
Cindy giggled. He had to ask? She responded by spreading her legs wide, until she felt the big piece of salami go down between her legs, and come to rest against her creaming little cunt. She then closed her legs around the warm pulsating hunk of meat.
John smeared the oil on the sexy little girl's back. He enjoyed the feeling of her silky-smooth legs and slippery little crack massaging his cock, as he massaged her back. He rubbed her arms, and worked his way down her back enjoying the slippery feel of the oil on her skin as he massaged her shoulders, then her waist and backbone and finally worked his way down to her pert little rump.



AS his work progressed down the back of the little girl, John sat up straighter and straighter until, when he started rubbing her delicious little ass, he was sitting bolt upright. The pressure this put on his erect penis, forced it against the little girl's crack, until he felt the lips of her slit surround the head. The sexy little girl didn't object. In fact, she wiggled her little butt to seat the head of his cock firmly against the entrance to her vagina.
John proceeded to rub the pert little ass of the delicious little girl. As he did so, he felt the lips of her tiny slit sucking at the head of his engorged penis. Each time he pushed up on her cute little fanny, her tiny snatch would spread apart, and he would see the tip of his cock pushing against her slick little hole. Then, as he released the pressure, her vaginal lips would snap back around the head with a sucking smack.
"Uh Honey," he warned, "I'm gonna cum. Is it Ok to cum in you?" He worked the head of his cock a little farther in, until he felt a ring of muscles gripping the very tip.
"Mmmmmmm," responded Cindy, as she rotated her ass; trying to capture the deliciously probing instrument.
It was too much for John. He held the tip of his cock against the open slit of the unresisting little girl, and let spasm after spasm of slippery cum be conveyed from his overstimulated penis, into her welcoming young vagina. He looked down as his erupting penis squirted his potent sperm into the tiny little slit. He wondered if the child could get pregnant, but was to overcome by the sensations to stop now, even if he had known that she could. Finally the spasms slowed and he pulled his cock back to where he could see the little girl's hole, now open, with an obscene little puddle of his sperm welling up in the bottom. He hadn't realized he was holding his breath, until it all came out with a rush. "Whoooo!" he said.
"Mmmmmm," responded Cindy again, enjoying the naughty feeling of having her teacher's warm slippery sperm soaking into her belly. "That was nice."
John had to agree. It was more than just "nice."
While the two of them got dressed again, he quietly said, "Cindy? I should have asked before. You're not on the pill are you?" It was more of a statement, than a question.
Cindy smiled up at him sensually. "Of course not. I'm still a virgin." Then she giggled, "Though for a moment there, I thought I wouldn't be."
She put a finger to his lips as he started to say something. "Now don't worry. I just had my period yesterday, so I should be pretty safe. Also, If by chance I do get pregnant, no one will ever know it's you. Mommy said she'd help if I did."



"You mean you'd have an abortion?" He couldn't help feeling sad at the thought.
"No, Silly! I meant Mom would act as if it were her own. I'd just have another baby brother. Or sister," she added.
"And your Father went along with this?" He was incredulous.
"John." Cindy rolled the name on her tongue.
"Yes Cindy?" Her name coming from his lips, felt almost as good.
"How much luck have you had tonight, avoiding Mother's little schemes?"
"None," he had to admit.
"I rest my case."
The two of them spent the rest of the evening cuddled up together on the big sofa watching television right through the 10 O'clock news. It felt so comfortable, they almost fell asleep in each other's arms before Arlene came to shoo them off to bed.
John found himself alone in Cindy's bedroom, as he proceeded to undress. He looked around the room, and saw a typical little girl's bedroom. Dolls were stacked in one corner. A cute little chair with pretty pink hearts filled the other one. A dresser cluttered with little-girl toys. No make-up. The bed smelled faintly of her, as he slipped naked between the sheets. He always slept naked, and he didn't see why things should be different tonight. John felt slightly disappointed that Cindy wasn't in the room with him, but he realized that making love to the little girl in her own bed, while her parents slept right down the hall, had just been a lecherous fantasy. He snuggled down to get some sleep; burying his nose in the girl's pillow to help him remember her sweet scent.



The man had barely gotten to sleep, when he was awakened by someone opening the door. He watched through slits in his eyes, as the door opened, somebody slipped inside, and then it was dark again as the closing crack of the door shut off the little light that had been coming from the hall. There was no sound on the carpeted floor, as the figure came over to the bed, lifted the covers, and slid in alongside.
All of a sudden, John found himself with an armful of deliciously naked, squirming little girl.
Cindy panted in his ear, "I thought they'd never get to sleep."
"Who?" He was puzzled. "Your parents?"
"No silly. Mike and Ginny," she explained, referring to her younger siblings, "Now shut up, and show me how much you like me." With this, she pulled the older man on top of her and started to hug and kiss him like she had wanted to all day. It was so deliciously naughty, to be lying in her own bed with a naked man. She reached down to his suddenly erect penis, and placed the tip at the entrance to her creaming little slit. "Now push it all the way up inside me," she instructed.
"Uh Cindy, are you sure?" John gave her one last chance to back out.
"If I'm not sure, It's kinda late now don't you think?" she reassured him.
The man had to agree. Deciding that it was now or never, he started to push his swollen cock into the little girl. Both of them gasped, when the engorged member popped inside the ring of muscles at the entrance, and then slid with a rush on in until the head was pushing at the surprised little girl's unbroken hymen.
John let his prick soak in the sucking heat of the child's belly. He enjoyed the clasping of the muscles at the entrance to her vagina around the middle of his cock, while the head probed at her virginity. "This might hurt a little," he warned, as he prepared to take the final step.
"I know," came back the squeaky cry. "Just do it. Please?" Cindy was frightened by the thought of the pain, but even more frightened that he might not do it if she showed her fright to him. With this, the determined little girl pushed her crotch up at the man as he bore down.
Cindy felt a ripping sensation inside her. If she hadn't known what to expect, she would have thought that he had ripped open the walls of her vagina, and was pushing his penis right on through a hole in her stomach. It hurt! The little girl began to cry.



John stopped. He knew he had broken the child's hymen when he felt his penis suddenly slip all the way up into her belly. This should have been one of the most exciting moments of his life, as the young girl surrendered her virginity to him. Instead, he felt like a heel. He had never liked the thought of causing pain, and now the girl's quiet sobbing was breaking his heart. His cock went as flat and soft as a wet noodle. It slid out of the girl's vagina and plopped down against his balls. He knew the girl would never forgive him for this; so he grabbed his clothes and quietly headed for the door. It was going to seem awfully lonely back at his bachelor apartment. Tomorrow, he'd apologize to the child's parents, and move out of town if necessary.
"John." The sobbing voice of the child stopped him as he reached the door.
"I'm sorry I hurt you Cindy. I'm going now. You won't have to see me again." He was determined to make it easy on the girl. John struggled into his shirt, as he prepared to go.
"Don't you DARE leave me now!" The determined voice of the young woman stopped his retreat again.
"But I hurt you. I thought you'd be mad." He came back to the side of the bed where Cindy had turned on the bedside lamp. She looked so innocent, and childlike with the covers pulled up to just cover her budding breasts. Her nose was red, and he could see a trickle of dampness coming from the corner of each eye. The girl snuffled, then spoke:
"John." She was treating him like a wayward child again. "I had to lose it sometime. It would have hurt then as well. You heard me say that I wanted you to do it. Well I did. So it hurts a little, I'll get over it. I never asked you to go. Now you come back here, and get in bed with me or I'll never forgive you as long as I live."
John Stockdale knew when he was licked. He dropped his clothes on the floor; and comforted the little girl by holding her in his arms and cuddling her until he almost fell asleep. His penis, pleasantly stimulated by the smooth naked skin rubbing against it, started to rise again. Cindy felt his rising cock against her belly, and asked, "John?"
"Huh?" He tried to shake the sleepiness from his head.
"Could we try it again. It probably won't hurt so much this time." The girl was insistent.
John almost lost his hard-on at the reminder of the pain he had already caused the girl but she worked her little body against him, and kissed him until his cock was as erect and ready as before. "Now push," she prompted him.
This time, his erect penis went all the way up inside the little girl with a rush. John felt his balls come to rest against the child's ass, while the head of his penis butted up against her womb.
"See. That didn't hurt so much." The tears squeezing out of the corners of her eyelids put the lie to her reassurance. "Now fuck me, and cum in me," she encouraged, "I want my first time to be good for you."



"Cindy was starting to enjoy the feelings again." 
John closed his eyes so he wouldn't see the tears, and concentrated on getting his rocks off. The child was determined to have him cum in her, and he knew she would keep trying, no matter how much it hurt, until he did. The least he could do, was make it quick. He began sliding his cock in and out; savoring the nip of the muscles at the entrance, and enjoying the feeling of her cervix poking at the head of his cock when he reached bottom. In and out, in and out. He knew he was close, just a little more. . .
Cindy was starting to enjoy the feelings again. Except for an occasional twinge when the head of his cock brushed against the torn remnants of her virginity, it was exciting to be lying underneath a rutting male who was about to squirt his sperm into her hungry vagina. Especially a virile man like Mr. Stockdale, who really cared about how a woman felt. Cindy went warm all over as she suddenly realized how much she loved him. This unexpected revelation, combined with the internal stimulation he was giving her, took the child over the edge. Her mind abruptly went blank as her vagina went into convulsions around the thick piece of gristle that was about to inseminate her. She grabbed her lover in a death-grip, and started bucking wildly as her first full-blown orgasm with a cock inside her belly overtook her.



The sudden squeezing of her vagina on his cock took John Stockdale by surprise. He had never expected the little girl to climax on their first try. Her reaction was the last straw. John began squirting stream after stream of hot sticky sperm into the spasming belly of the 11 year old girl. Squirt after squirt. He was trying to empty himself into her. The man knew he should pull out, so as to not get the child pregnant, but couldn't. Her legs were wrapped around his as her young body worked frantically, trying to reproduce. Her clutching vagina milked out every last drop of her older lover's creamy seed. Finally, her spasms eased; and she enjoyed the final moments with the last hazardous drops of his sticky sperm slowly leaking from his prick into her vagina, up near her womb.
"Whuuuff, That was good. I never expected that!"
John had to agree as he collapsed on top of the woman-child completely exhausted. Shortly, the two of them fell asleep, the very picture of two people fucking. He between her spread legs, with his cock still dripping his potent seed into the young girl's developing womb.





Suzy's reward


Dinner at the Fisher house was not nearly as fancy. The fare consisted of frozen pizza and Coke, with ice-cream for dessert. All through the meal, there were surreptitious glances, giggles, and funny looks being passed, until Mary decided that enough was enough.
"Wham!" The spatula slapped the table, getting everyone's attention.
"There are things going on in this house, that, I think, the whole family should know," Mary announced, as she laid down the spatula.
June glanced guiltily at Jeremy, who was looking back at her openmouthed. June then looked at her mother; and receiving a stern glance in return, wished she could just melt under the table. Jeremy looked over to his mother also; and felt his ears getting so red, he felt as if they were on fire.
Suzy was looking at her mother with astonishment. After all that stuff about her not telling anyone this morning. . .
Dan just leaned back in his chair and waited. He knew his wife better than anyone, and he figured that she'd let him know anything he needed to know, when she figured he needed that information.
"Now I want all of your solemn promises, that not a word of this will ever leave this house." She looked around the table, and caught each eye in turn, until everyone had nodded his/her acceptance.
"First, Suzy's going to have a baby." Mary looked at the dropped jaws of her two older children with some satisfaction. "That ought to get them," she thought.
"No, not right away," she continued. "She's probably not even pregnant yet; but she and your father are working on it."
Jeremy cast incredulous eyes at his little sister, while June looked at her younger sister in awe. June had thought she had been daring with Jeremy while little Suzy, who she thought didn't even like boys yet, was. . . was. . . She finally forced the thought into her brain. Was making out with DADDY?
"Do you mean that Daddy? . . ." She couldn't say it. The thought was too outrageous.
"Yes. Your Father is fucking Suzy. They aren't using birth control, and she is trying to conceive." The woman's tone was flat.
"Does that mean you and Daddy are going to get a divorce?" Jeremy put the thought that was troubling him into words.
"No Dear. Dan and I still love each other. We have no plans to get divorced. In fact, I love him more than ever."
"But if Daddy's sneaking around and raping Suzy, How could you?! I'd never forgive him, if my husband did that to me." With this comment, June shot a black look at her father.
Jeremy was looking at his younger sister with some consternation. She didn't look hurt, or even mad. In fact, now that he thought of it, she looked proud.



"Whoah! Stop! Hold it. Did I say your Father was raping your sister. As I remember, the word I used was fucking. No, your Father is not raping Suzy. In fact, with the pressure she brought to bear on him, it's more like she raped him. Now, as to the other item, your father is not 'sneaking around.' He is doing this with my full knowledge and encouragement. Perhaps I had better explain from the beginning." Mary stopped and caught her breath.
"Now, All of you just sit there and listen," said Mary, as she started to tell them the whole story of the "bet" that Dan had made with Suzy, and the unexpected reward she had requested. This took quite a while, before she wound up with:
"So, after I convinced him it was OK, he decided that if that was what Suzy wanted, then it was up to him to live up to his side of the bargain."
"You mean Daddy actually fucked Suzy?" Jeremy still couldn't believe it.
"Well, mostly." Mary paused to go on but June interrupted.
"What do you mean 'Mostly?' Either he fucked her, or he didn't."
"I mean," said Mary, "he fucked her, he came in her, but he hasn't yet broken her hymen. Technically, she's still a virgin. Does that satisfy your curiosity?"
June nodded, and then stared at her little sister with awe. To work that hard, she didn't think she could ever do it. Not even for a reward that big. She appreciated her younger sister's reasoning though. She knew her parents would have refused if Suzy hadn't had Dan "over the barrel," as it were. No wonder Suzy looked so proud of herself. Wow. To be carrying Daddy's baby, with Mom's consent. June knew she would have to congratulate the kid. With that, she put the thought into words: "Well, all I've got to say is: 'Congratulations Suzy.'"
Jeremy added his congratulations, and started the whole family singing, "For She's a Jolly good Fellow!" which made Suzy blush, then felt happy that they all cared for her so much.
After the hubbub had died down, Mary explained that if Suzy was going to have her father's baby, the whole family was going to have to help. There might be nosy questions. If/when somebody noticed that Suzy's belly was getting big, they would have to be ready. She explained that when Suzy's belly started to show, The girl was going to "get sick" and go to visit her grandfather on the farm. In the meantime, Mary was going to start getting fatter, and then when Suzy started to get really big, she would wear matching padding under her dress to look as if she were pregnant. In the last month, Mary would go to visit her "sick" child, and it would appear that Mary had another baby while staying on the farm with her father.
"So you see, we are going to need your help to bring this off. If anybody ever found out what your father was doing. . ." She didn't have to finish. The whole family understood.



The thought of losing their father if someone found out that he was screwing Suzy was scary. Both of the older children knew how much their father cared for them, and the thought of not having him around was frightening.
"If anyone asks, I'll say it was me," volunteered Jeremy. The thought of going to jail was scary, but losing his father was frightening.
"Thank you dear, but I don't think that'll be necessary," Mary explained. "The main thing is that Suzy NEVER admits who has been fucking her. Do you understand that young lady? If anyone asks, no matter what they threaten you with, you never admit fucking anybody. If they say they'll throw me, your brother, or your father in jail, if you don't tell, you don't admit a thing. Do you understand what I'm getting at?"
Suzy did. She was a very bright child. "You mean that no matter what anybody suspects, they'll never be able to make a case if I don't say something," she replied. "Don't worry Mom. I'll keep my mouth shut. Even if they threaten You, or Dad, or Jeremy, or even June. I won't be bullied."
Dan and Mary both heaved a sigh of relief. She did understand! "What about you two?" Dan asked his two older children. "Somebody might start badgering you also. That's why your mother and I decided that you both had better be in on this from the beginning."
Both Jeremy and June assured him that red hot pincers wouldn't get them to admit anything. With that assured, Mary decided to get everything out in the open.
"Now that we've taken care of that, there is one other thing," she said, "Jeremy."
"Huh?" replied the boy.
"What were you doing in your sister's room this afternoon? I saw you coming out naked, and June was getting dressed afterward. Do I have to prepare for more than one pregnancy in this house?" The smile she had when she asked, took a lot of the sting out; but both of the older children looked at each other guiltily.
"Caught!" Was their common thought. Then each of their heads gave a bare nod to their mother's inquiring look before being hidden in blushes and shame. The woman decided she might as well find out just how bad the news was.
"I see. And just how long has this been going on?" she inquired.
"Just today," mumbled Jeremy.
"Did you actually put it inside her?" Mary asked.
Jeremy nodded, finding it hard to speak.
"Did you use a condom?" she continued.
Jeremy shook his head. It was obvious that she was not going to get much more from him; so Mary turned her attention to the other guilty party.



"Did he climax in you?" she asked June.
"Yes Mama, several times," the young girl responded.
"I see," the older woman continued. "Did you?"
"Oh yes!" The girl's voice turned dreamy as she remembered.
"Well, when was your period?" Mary asked. Maybe there was still a chance.
"Two weeks ago," the child's voice responded.
"O Shit! You kids. You'd almost think you were trying to get knocked-up." The woman's voice was exasperated.
"I was," the girl replied, then went on at her mother's startled look, "but I don't want to be. At least not yet. Maybe in a couple of years when Jeremy and I are older, but I don't want to be tied to a baby just yet. Suzy may want to spend her teenage years raising a baby, but I wanted to have some fun first. I just couldn't help myself. I love Jeremy, and do want to have his baby, but not yet." By this time the 12-year-old girl was almost sobbing, as she suddenly wrapped her arms around her mother's neck and buried her head in her mother's hair.
Mary comforted her distraught daughter, "It's OK honey. Tomorrow, we'll get you two a box of condoms. Monday, I'll take you down to see Doc. Sheffield, and get you on the pill. There's a good chance you didn't get caught, even if this is your best time. In the mean time, I'm going to have a few choice words with your brother." She turned her glare on the older boy who wilted under her gaze.
"But. But." Jeremy gave up. His mother would never believe his protestations of innocence.
"Mommy, that's not fair!" Jeremy might not come to his own defense, but June would. When Jeremy had been so considerate of her, then to be unjustly accused, seemed wrong to her. She'd have to tell the whole story even if it meant that she took punishment that he would have gotten otherwise.
"Jeremy tried to wait till we got some rubbers, but I wouldn't let him," she explained. "I wanted him to try and get me pregnant. I just couldn't help myself. I was so horny, and he was so nice to me, and so handsome, and so loving, and so caring, and so sexy, and so cute, and so. . ." At this point she started sobbing for real in her mother's breast. "And then he was going to pull out, and I didn't let him. I couldn't bear the thought of it going to waste. Finally when he wanted me to at least go douche or drain it into the toilet. . ." The little girl started bawling for sure now; soaking the front of her mother's dress while sobs shook her little frame.
"It's all right dear. I'm not going to punish Jeremy. I'm not going to punish either of you. Lord knows, you deserve it. Doing this without telling either of us first," the older woman comforted her daughter.



"You mean you wouldn't be mad if we'd just told you first?" inquired Jeremy, amazed at his daring after escaping one reprimand. "We thought you'd just get mad, and say NO."
Mary quietly looked at her only son, then replied, "Do you think you would have refrained if we had asked you to?"
"Uh no. We'd have probably sneaked off and done it anyway."
"Do you think your father and I are so retarded that we couldn't figure that out?" She stared at him.
"No." Jeremy didn't know just how smart his parents were; but retarded was the last epithet he would think to apply to either of them. Both had Phds, His mother he knew had worked in some hush-hush work for the government that still brought some mighty high-powered people over to ask for advice. As for his father, he knew they didn't pay $150,000 salaries to everyday computer-programmers. The work his father did at the systems house must be quite something; as several companies had tried to hire him away. Jeremy had gotten several headhunter's calls as they tried to inveigle his father to work for someone else.
"I guess I just didn't think," he responded.
"Just didn't think. I think that applies to both of you. Next time try to. OK?" The admonition was given with a loving smile that made Jeremy feel better. Still guilty, but better.
"Ok mom. I'll try. June? Are you OK?" This last was addressed to his sister who was still curled up in her mother's lap.
"I'm OK Jemmy" The girl wiped her eyes, and tried to sit up.
"Well! Now that that's settled. Let's go on. June."
"Yes Mommy."
"If you were able to get pregnant tonight, you probably already are. You can wait 'til tomorrow to use those condoms if you want. MAKE SURE YOU DO THEN. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Mommy!" The child was overjoyed. A whole night of fucking before she had to take precautions. She couldn't wait. The little girl hugged her mother.


"Mommy? Can Daddy and I 'do it' now?" Suzy inquired. "We never got to finish earlier."
"I suppose. If we're going to have an orgy, we might as well get started now. C'mon you guys. Everyone into the bedroom, and get undressed. No Jeremy, not in your bedroom, in ours. We'll all get undressed together." With this, Mary ushered her offspring and husband into the big bedroom with the king-sized bed that she and her husband used to laughingly call their 'playpen'.
As she watched her father remove his clothes, June almost forgot to take off her own. She never thought she'd ever get to see her own father naked, except for an occasional glimpse of him in the shower. Now she was standing so close to him that his enormous cock touched her bellybutton when she wasn't careful. The 12-year-old girl was so excited, she didn't even notice the appreciative looks her own state of undress was drawing from her father and brother.



"Wow Daddy, It's so big. How are you going to get that big thing in Suzy? Won't it hurt her? I think it'd split me open if you put it in me." With this, she reached out and grabbed her father's prick with her hot little hands, and rubbed it against her lightly rounded belly.
Dan almost repeated his actions of earlier that afternoon. It was only with extreme effort that he kept from cumming all over his older daughter's naked little belly. "Uh June, if you don't stop, I'm going to cum all over you," He warned. "I'm supposed to use this on Suzy. Why don't you go over and help out your brother. He looks like he needs it."
Jeremy did look like he needed help. His cock was sticking out so far, he was having trouble getting his underpants down.
"Wait big brother. Let me help," said June, as she walked over to her brother, kneeled down, and swallowed the engorged cock that was still sticking out of the hole in his underpants.
This was too much for Jeremy. First seeing his whole family naked, getting ready to fuck, then having his cute little sister swallow his cock got the better of him. He began to ejaculate in his little sister's mouth. "Unh UunnnH. Oh June! You don't have to. . . Oooooh that feels good," he exclaimed, as he shot bolt after bolt of his rich seed into his cute little sister's wildly sucking mouth.
June let her brother's cum fill her mouth. She liked the sweet sticky flavor of his cum. She wrapped her tongue around the stiff shaft, and stripped the last tasty curds of her brother's seed into her mouth. She liked the taste so much; it was only with reluctance that she finally swallowed, to keep from losing some on the carpet. She pursed her lips around her broth ers swollen organ, and sucked the last tasty drops out of the end. She was so proud that she was able to do this for her handsome big brother.
It wasn't until the young girl finished, that she realized the show she was putting on for the rest of the family. This was brought home to her by the sudden clapping of the rest of the family as they cheered her on.
"Way to go June," from Suzy.
"That's my girl," from Dan.
"Get it all dear," from Mary.
"Geesh. Thanks Sis," from Jeremy.
June blushed, as she got to her feet, but made a big show of swallowing the last of her brother's cum, then turned around and made a sweeping bow. "Now it's your turn, little sister," she said joshingly, "Top that!" as she turned a big smile on her younger sibling.
Suzy swallowed hard. "C'mere Daddy," she said, "do it to me." The little girl lay back on the bed and spread her legs exposing her hairless little slit.
"Please Daddy? Fuck me," she implored.
"Well, go on dear," Mary encouraged him. "Fuck her."



Dan approached the little girl on the bed. "Come here Honey," he told her, as he reached for his little girl, pulled her back upright, and started kissing her. He opened his mouth, stuck his tongue between her teeth, and was pleasantly surprised when she started kissing him back with an experienced tongue that he didn't realize she possessed. The little girl stuck her tongue back in his mouth and twined it with his. She began rubbing her bare little titties against his chest, and rotating her smooth little belly against his. Dan responded by running his big strong hands up and down the little girl's back, enjoying the feel of her naked flesh against his. Shortly, Suzy began grinding her crotch against his, while his penis was dribbling drops of pre-cum all over her naked little belly. Dan decided his little girl was ready.
"Ok Suzy, Here it comes," he said, as he pushed his engorged cock into the little girl's slit.
Suzy's eyes got wider and wider, as the head of her parent's cock forced its way into her little crack. The hole stretched, and stretched, until it seemed it could stretch no more. Suzy's little hole was white with strain, and it looked as if her father's cock just wasn't going to fit, when suddenly, the head vanished inside the little girl's hole.
"Whoosh." There was the simultaneous expulsion of air from five sets of lungs. Everyone in the room had been holding their breaths.
"Wow. I don't believe he got it in her," said June, in awe of her little sister. "Doesn't that hurt Suzy?"
Suzy shook her head as she pushed back at her father, and watched another inch of paternal cock vanish inside her horny little belly. "Feels good," she replied, squirming excitedly.
"Suzy, Stop!" Dan admonished. "If you keep that up, I'm going to cum."
"Want you to cum in me," the little girl replied. "Want you to make a baby in me."
"If I cum now," the man reminded her, "I wont be able to break your hymen."
Suzy immediately stopped squirming. "You promised you'd do it Daddy. Don't stop now." She waited for his final entrance.
Dan pushed his big cock into his little girl's vagina. She now had 3 inches inside her, but it wouldn't go any farther. He pushed harder at the obstruction.
"Ow," said Suzy, then bit her lip to keep from saying more. She wasn't going to chicken out now. Not with the whole family watching.
Dan pushed harder. He knew he was hurting Suzy, and figured if he didn't break her "cherry" now, he'd never be able to do it. He was already starting to lose his erection at the thought of causing pain to the little girl he loved so much. The girl's hymen wouldn't budge. He looked down at his little girl, and knew he wouldn't be able to do it. She wasn't saying a word, but the tears welling out of the corner of her eyes told him the whole story.



"I'm sorry Suzy. I just can't do it," he said, as he started to extract his softening penis from the belly of the little child.
There was a sudden, "Smack!" followed by a loud, "Ouch!" then by a higher-pitched, "Ow!" as Mary "took a hand" in matters. The woman had seen what was happening, and had decided to do something. The "something" was a swat on her husband's bare buttocks just as hard as she could hit. The reflexive response of pulling away, had driven Dan's penis up in Suzy's little belly, ripping her hymen away with scarcely a pause.
Mary looked down between the incestuously coupled duo. Her husband's cock was now 2/3 of the way up in the child's belly. "Now you fuck that little girl, like you were supposed to, and stop this nonsense," she admonished.
Dan started to giggle, and Suzy joined him. "Yeah, Daddy. Fuck me like you are supposed to." She started rocking her hips, enjoying the sliding, slipping feel of her father's cock that was finally clear up in her belly where it belonged. The little twinges of her broken hymen, just added to the excitement. "Fuck me, Daddy," she prompted again.
Dan just stood there looking down at the obscene sight. There was his little 10-year-old girl with her little tiny breasts and slim, almost boyish hips lying naked on the bed. Down below, he could see her flat little belly, now bulging slightly each time his cock slid home. Just below the childish belly, was her hairless little slit, now obscenely stretched around her own father's cock as he carefully slid in and out about three inches at a time. The enormous penis seemed much too big for the tiny little girl; but Suzy kept pushing back at her father each time he pushed at her. She would pull back at the same time he did; and it seemed that the little girl's vagina would turn itself inside out as it clung to his engorged cock. He could feel his daughter's little vagina squeezing his cock as the child worked to get her father to impregnate her.
"Oooh Daddy, That feel's nice," Suzy exclaimed, as she felt her father push his cock all the way into her belly, until the head was pushing at the gates to her womb. She looked down and saw that most of her father's oversized penis had vanished inside her little crack. Suzy squirmed, trying to get the last three inches in. "Daddy, Can't you get it all in me?" she asked.
Dan tried. With all but the last three inches of his cock now clear up inside the little girl's belly, he pushed harder.
"Unggh!" said Suzy, as she felt her vagina stretch, and another inch of her father's cock slid into her tightly stretched little vagina. She could feel her father's enormous penis push ing at the ring of muscles that guarded the entrance to her womb. It wouldn't go any farther.
"I'm sorry Suzy. That's all I can get in," Dan told the little girl. "We'll just have to wait until you get older, and you're bigger inside before I can get the rest in."
"Please Daddy. Try. I want all of you in me," the little girl pleaded.
Dan pushed, and pulled, and then pushed in even harder. His cock slid in and out of the child's belly; but the most he could gain, was another quarter-inch.



"It's no use," he said. "I don't want to hurt you, and there's just no more room."
"Daddy," spoke up June.
"Yes?"
"Jeremy puts his penis all the way up in my womb. Can't you do that with Suzy?"
The thought almost caused Dan to climax right then, but he managed to hold onto most of his self-control. "I don't see how," he responded. "I don't want to tear Suzy inside."
"Dan," interjected his wife, "just push all the way up inside her, and keep up the pressure. Her muscles will eventually loosen up, and you can go inside."
"You want me to try that Suzy?" Dan asked the little girl.
Suzy nodded, and braced herself. Dan pushed his stiff cock all the way home in his little girl's vagina. He then started pushing the head of his penis into the ring of muscles that guarded her womb. At first nothing happened, but Dan kept up the pressure, slowly trying to push deeper, each time he felt a little slack. He looked at his little girl. Suzy was biting her lip to keep from crying, but still little tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes. The 10 year old girl was no quitter though. She still kept gamely pushing back at her father, encouraging him with, "UnnH Daddy, I think it's starting to go in."
Sure enough, Dan could suddenly feel a tight ring of muscles surround the tip of the swollen penis he was pushing into his little daughter's flat little belly. Meanwhile, the rest of her vagina was milking on the bottom part of the meaty cylinder. He could have came then, but the pressure increased on the head of his penis, and he suddenly felt a tight ring slide over the glans, and painfully squeeze his penis just behind the head, while the last 2 inches of his cock vanished into the willing receptacle between his young daughter's legs.
"Ow!" said Suzy and Dan both together, as his pubic hair came to rest against her bare little cunt.
"Ooooh I did it. Look Mommy, I got all of Daddy's cock in me," the little girl babbled. "Now Daddy, fuck me, and get me pregnant. I want you to cum in me. Shoot your juice in my womb. Please Daddy? Make a baby in me. I want to feel you making a baby in my belly. Get me pregnant with your cum. Please Daddy? Unnhh Uuunnnnhhhh!" The little girl's words became incoherent, as her climax overtook her.
Dan couldn't believe the obscenity of what he was doing. All his life, the man had thought that the worst thing a father could do to his little girl, was to have sex with her. The stories about virginal young girls who were abused by their fathers had always made him wonder how a man could do such a thing to his own child. He had been horrified at tales of little girls as young as 12 being molested by their parents. As for the thought of a man who would stoop so low as to actually father a child on his own flesh and blood. . . It was unthinkable. But he was not only "molesting" his virginal young daughter, he was actually fucking his own pre-teenaged kid.



Dan would push his swollen cock up into his little girl's belly, until the head popped into the child's uterus. Then he'd pull out, and the little girl's vagina would cling to his retreating cock and almost turn itself inside out. Then back in again until his pubic hair met the naked lips of the child's tiny slit, and the head of his cock was once again leaking pre-cum inside his little girl's 10-year-old womb. In, out, in, out. Dan knew he was about to ejaculate his dangerous baby-making sperm right inside his own daughter's receptive young womb.
Dan thought, "If it is bad for a man to molest a girl who is 12-years old; what about a man who would stick his adult-sized penis right up inside his own child's tiny little vagina, and actually squirt his potent seed inside the unprotected belly of a little girl who was only 10?" Yet here he was, with his 9-inch cock stuck all the way up inside his 10-year-old virgin daughter's tight little belly; and he was about to ejaculate his vigorous baby-making sperm directly into the child's immature young womb and try to get his own little girl pregnant. The amazing thing was, that far from being scared, and resisting her father's incestuous advances; little Suzy had not only started the whole thing; but had almost blackmailed him into fucking her. Not only that, but the precocious young girl was actually begging her own father to beget a child in her womb. And his family! His family not only wasn't mad at him for fucking his little girl, they were actually encouraging him to impregnate his own pre-pubescent little daughter.
"C'mon Daddy, knock her up."
"Yeah Daddy, knock the kid up."
"Go ahead Dear. Let's see you make a baby in Suzy."
"Unh. Unnnhh. Breed me Daddy. C'mon, fuck me. Please?"
The feel of his own little girl climaxing around his tumescent cock, while she muttered these obscene things, took Dan over the edge. He felt his little girl's cervix squeezing the swollen head of his prick, while she tried to milk the semen out of his balls with the strong muscles at the entrance to her vagina. He pushed the last fractional inch of his engorged penis up into the virginal belly of his tiny little daughter, and gave his little girl what she had been asking for. He felt his cum gather behind the head of his penis, until the pressure became so great that the spasming muscles of her cervix could not hold it back. He squirted a big sticky glob of incestuous sperm right into the center of his tiny little daughter's welcoming 10-year-old womb.
The feeling of her father's oversize cock stretching her uterus, while he ejaculated rope after big slippery rope of warm greasy sperm right inside her receptive young womb, caused the little girl to lose all control.
"Oh Daddy. Do it. Squirt your cum in me. Make a baby in my tummy," she rambled, as her orgasm caused her small body to jerk uncontrollably.



Dan felt overcome with love for his little girl. He realized that squirting his seed into his own child's womb, while the little girl begged him to impregnate her, made him love his daughter in a way that nothing else could. There was something about getting your own little girl pregnant, that created a bond that couldn't otherwise be matched.
Mary watched the incestuously mating couple on the bed. The tiny little girl looked much too small to take the mighty thrusts of her father's enormous penis in her overstretched little slit. Still, the child would push back with each vigorous thrust that made her flat little tummy bulge from the pressure of her parent's bloated cock on the inside. When Dan suddenly forced his swollen prick all the way up in their little girl's bell, Mary knew her husband was squirting his potent seed in the child's womb.
"Do it, Honey," the woman encouraged. "Fuck your daughter. Cum in her Dan. Knock the kid up. Let me see you make a baby in Suzy."
Mary then turned her attention to her little girl who was gasping as she worked, using her vaginal muscles, to milk her father's thick sticky sperm up into her firm little belly; striving mightily to get her immature young body to reproduce.
"Get ready Honey," she said. "Your father is going to squirt the thick sticky white stuff that makes babies right inside your womb. Take your daddy's sperm inside you. Your father loves you very much; and he's going to try and get you pregnant."
Dan lost all touch with reality. If his wife and his 10-year-old daughter could talk nasty, why couldn't he? "Here it comes," he mumbled. "Daddy's cumming in his little baby girl. Daddy's going to make a baby in that cute little belly. I'm going to squirt my nasty old baby-juice in that sweet little belly of yours, and knock you up. Daddy's going to make your belly get big with his baby. C'mon Suzy, tell me you want me to get you pregnant."
With each sentence, Dan forced his convulsing cock as far as he could into his child's womb. Spasm after spasm shook him, as each thick sticky glob of incestuous sperm pushed its way through his swollen penis, into the squeezing belly of the pre-pubescent little girl, before being forcefully injected into his horny little daughter's eagerly accepting womb.
Suzy loved it. She loved her father, and couldn't think of a better way to show it, than by bearing his child. She liked the warm slick feeling of having her own father's sperm soaking into her receptive womb; knowing that it might make her pregnant. She enjoyed the feeling of being underneath her rutting father as the man worked mightily to breed his own daughter. Each time, Suzy would feel the base of her father's turgid cock expand, then she would feel the bulge advance up the swollen tube, into her tight little belly; until it ended with the forceful injection of another surge of life-giving sperm into her uterus. Each prolific squirt of her own father's potent seed into the child's eagerly accepting womb, caused the little 10-year-old girl to climax all over again.



It made Suzy feel all warm inside to feel her virile father's precious sperm squirting high up in her belly; to know that he loved her enough be willing to get her pregnant, and that she might already be carrying her own father's child in her womb.
"Do it Daddy," Suzy encouraged. "Knock me up. Make my belly get big with your baby. Get me pregnant with your cum."
At last, Dan's wild ejaculations slowed. His swollen cock began to shrink in his daughter's vagina. He lay on top of his little girl; enjoying the squeezing of her tight little vagina on his softening penis as the head 'popped' out of the child's uterus. Dan finally kissed his daughter, while he lay on top of her; enjoying the feel of his little girl's smooth young belly rubbing against his, and her tiny little tits poking into his chest.
"Thank you Suzy," Dan was finally able to breathe.
"No, thank you Daddy," was her response. "I hope I'm pregnant now."
"Well, We certainly tried hard enough," he replied, as he looked around to see his family's reaction, while keeping his now softened penis pushed up inside his young daughter's snugly clasping vagina.
It was quite a sight that greeted his eyes. Watching Dan trying to breed his own daughter, had been too much for the other occupants of the room. Jeremy was madly fucking his little sister on the bedroom chair, sliding his swollen cock in and out of her obscenely stretched little slit; while feeling his mother up between the legs. Mary was about to climax on her son's fingers; while she licked June's swelling breasts, and encouraged Jeremy to breed his sister like their father was doing to Suzy.
"C'mon boy, knock your sister up," She prompted. "Let me see you make a baby in your sister." Mary couldn't believe her own mouth.
"Yeh Jeremy, Make a baby in me. Knock me up like Momma says," encouraged the little girl, as she humped back at her big brother; and watched his swollen penis appear and disappear in the tiny little hole between her legs.
Jeremy couldn't hold out any longer. He began ejaculating his thick sticky sperm right into his own sister's squirming little belly. "UnnnH," he exclaimed, "here it comes. Oh God, I'm shooting the stuff that makes babies in my own sister. Take it, June. Let me make a baby in you."
Mary climaxed along with her two children. She was thrilled by the thought of mating her two children. Watching her son breeding his little sister, while she was fingered by him, was enough to get her over the top.
"Whooohh!" was all she could say, as she collapsed on the bed alongside her husband, who still had his oversized penis stuck in their youngest daughter's tiny slit.
Dan watched his son, as the boy pushed his erupting penis all the way up in his little sister's belly, and held it there. The man could tell his son was cumming inside the little girl. As Jeremy pushed his spasming cock up hard inside his sister, Dan could see a smear of white appear on one side of the child's tightly stretched little hole.



June's tiny little vagina was too small to hold all the thick greasy sperm her big brother was squirting inside her womb.
Dan couldn't help himself. His overstimulated brain made him say something that he couldn't believe was coming from his own mouth. "Do it boy. Cum in your sister. Let's see you impregnate your little sister."
Jeremy had started to relax, when his father's encouragement reached his brain. The thought, that his parents were actually encouraging him to get his little sister pregnant, was too much. The boy's overstimulated cock once again expanded in his little sister's belly; dilating the child's vaginal orifice, as he began spewing jet after creamy jet of thick viscous sperm right into his own little sister's unprotected womb.
Hearing her father's words, encouraging her brother to get her pregnant, while feeling her big brother squirting his thick sticky semen inside her taut little belly, caused June's climax to intensify until she almost blacked out. The little girl grabbed her big brother; wrapped her arms and legs around him; and proceeded to thrust her tiny little body up at his engorged cock with an intensity that threatened to bruise both of them.
"Unnh UnnnnHHHH! Aaauuuuggghhh!" grunted the little girl, before collapsing in a boneless heap underneath her rutting brother.
Jeremy pushed up one last time in the little girl's belly, and ejaculated one last incestuous dollop of dangerous baby- making seed right into his own little sister's receptive young womb.
The sight was so stimulating, that Dan's cock, which had never gotten completely soft, began to inflate again in Suzy's squeezing little belly.
"Ooooh Daddy, I feel that," said Suzy, as she began to squirm on her father's hardening penis.
"Here, Honey. Try it this way," Dan said, as he pulled the little girl off his cock; then lay back on the bed, and motioned for her to climb on top. Suzy immediately pushed her father's big cock between her legs, and sat down on him. The two incestuous lovers both sighed with satisfaction as the man's penis disappeared again into his diminutive offspring's tight little belly.
"Oooh Daddy," the little girl said, as she forced herself down on her father's enormous penis until the head of the engorged member squeezed into her hungry little womb, "I think it goes in deeper this way."
Dan liked the feeling of his daughter's tight little slit squeezing his engorged cock. After cumming 3 times that day however, he was in no hurry to do it again. He wanted to enjoy the sensations of being mated to his daughter as long as he could this time. "Jeremy, June," he called to his elder two children, "come over here on the bed, and do it this way. You can both rest, and still fuck at the same time."



Jeremy hurried to comply. When he pulled his cock out of his little sister, a flood of white flowed out of the little girl's slit and started to soak into the chair. Mary hurriedly grabbed the box of tissue beside the bed, and mopped up the mess between her young daughter's legs.
"There," she said. "Next time watch it when you pull out."
"Daddy's cum didn't come out of Suzy, when they switched," complained June.
"Daddy came in Suzy's womb, and her cervix probably is holding his sperm inside," explained Mary. "She's so young, her muscles can probably keep it from coming out."
June, in the meantime, had climbed on top of her brother, who had joined their father on the bed. Reaching down, she grabbed her brother's penis, and pushed it up her hole. Shortly, Suzy and her sister were sliding up and down together on their father's and brother's respective cocks. It was quite an erotic sight, and Mary had a good view.
"Slow down you two," Dan cautioned his daughters. "We want this to last a while."
Obediently, the two little girls slowed their rising and falling and just sat squirming on their incestuous partners.
"Now Dear," Dan said, "why don't you tell us all about you and your father? We'd like to hear all the juicy details."
"You want ALL the details?" Mary asked quizzically.
"ALL of them," Dan assured her.
"Well," said Mary, "this may take a while."
The whole family assured her that they all were willing to listen to the complete story, and this is what she told them:




Mary's Story


I guess it all started with my mother. Or maybe, you could say, with her father. Momma was an only child. She grew up on the farm with hardly anyone her own age. The nearest neighbors they had, lived 2 miles away, and had no children. The only time she met other children, was when she went to school. Momma spent most of her time with her parents, and they were very close.
When Momma was only 3 years old, she started climbing out of the crib, which was starting to get too small for her. She would creep over to her parents' bed, and get in bed with them. Momma loved to snuggle up next to her father, and go to sleep there. Well, at first, Grandma and Grandpa tried to put her back in her own bed, but Momma was persistent. She'd wait until they fell asleep again, and climb right back into bed with them. After a while they gave up, and decided that they'd let her sleep with them, "Until she got older." That was a laugh. She never got enough "older," that she let them put her in her own bed. It's true she had her own room, when she got older. Still, every night, she'd sneak down to her parents' bedroom and crawl in bed with them, usually on her father's side. She liked it best, when they'd let her sleep between the two of them.
As you can imagine, at first it put a cramp in her parents' love-life. After a while though, they decided that she was too young to know what they were doing, and later they figured that she knew anyway, so what the heck. It finally got so that they'd make love whether she was in the room with them or not. They explained to her what they were doing, that they loved each other very much, and this was one of the ways that they showed their love for each other. Momma learned to accept this; and would enjoy watching them. It made her feel good to know that her parents still cared for each other.
For some reason (Momma never did tell me.) Grandma was unable to have any more children, so another child never came along to interrupt this scenario. After several years, her parents were so used to having the child in bed with them, that they found it difficult to sleep without her in bed also. This went on for several years, until Momma was about 6 or 7.



One night, Momma woke up in the middle of the night with her father's penis sticking between her legs. This in itself, was not all that unusual; her father's cock would often grow to an erection during the night, and she would just lift her leg, and let it rest between her legs. When her father awoke, he'd pull away, and Momma would usually get a good view of her parents making love. This night was different. Her father was having a "wet dream" and was sliding his cock in and out between her legs with a copulating motion that Momma had seen him use many times, on her mother. At first, she was a little frightened. Then she was proud that her father loved her enough to treat her like her mother. She closed her legs around her father's cock, and pulled it up tight against her little slit as she backed up to him and moved her hips along with his. After a little bit of this, her father ejaculated in her hands, as she held the head of his penis where it stuck out from between her legs. Momma knew this white stuff was what her father usually squirted in her mother, and she was happy she was able to help her father out in this manner. Shortly, her father turned over in his sleep, and Momma got up and washed her hands. After that, Momma always took a handkerchief to bed with her in case it happened again.
As you might guess, it did happen again. Not that night, or even the next. Several weeks later, Momma woke up to feel her father's penis sliding in and out between her legs again. This time, she used her body and legs to jack him off into the handkerchief, and went back to sleep with her father's cock still leaking sperm on her legs. This scene was repeated about once a week or so, for several months.
After several months of this, Momma found that it felt good when her father's penis rubbed her little slit back and forth. She started pulling his cock up against the top of her crack, and working with him until he came. She got to like the warm slick feeling of his semen squirting against her belly as she held his penis up tight against her. Well, as you can guess, one day she got a little too excited, and pushed the wrong way when her father started to squirt. Her father's cock pushed up between her legs, into her little hole, and actually started to squirt his cum inside Momma for the first time. Momma liked the feeling of her father squirting his cum inside her, and probably would have let him continue; but her father was still dreaming and tried to push his big cock right up into her belly while he was cumming in her.
This brought a loud "OW!" from Momma, which woke up both her parents. This started a hoorah that you wouldn't believe. When Grandma woke up to find her husband with his cock stuck between their little girl's legs, squirting his sperm right into the child's belly, she hit the ceiling. She thought he was raping Momma, and started hitting him, and calling him names, and threatening him with all sorts of things. It wasn't until Momma told her that her father was not raping her, that he was in fact asleep, and she had been using his cock to masturbate with, that her mother finally calmed down. Her mother told her that that was the last night she would sleep with them. From then on, she was told, she would sleep in her own room. Well, she didn't figure on Momma.



That night, after spending 2 hours alone in her own bed for the first time, Momma got up and sneaked down again to her parents' bedroom. She waited until they were asleep (It took an awfully long time, as her parents were used to Momma sleeping with them.), then she sneaked into their bedroom, and crawled in next to her Daddy. Her parents were so used to her being in bed with them, that they didn't even notice until the next morning. Her parents decided it was a hopeless case, and gave up.
After that, Momma never took the handkerchief to bed again. When she felt her father's copulating motions, she'd rub the head of his prick up and down her crack until she felt the first squirt. Then she'd push her father's penis up against her little hole, and let him squirt his sperm up inside her. This continued about once a week, until she was 11.
One night, when Momma was about 11 years old, she started feeling horny. She hoped that this would be one of 'those' nights again, but her father just slept. So, Momma snuggled back up to her father spoon-fashion, and reached for his cock. It wasn't so big this time, him not having a wet-dream; but she was able to get it hard enough to fit between her legs. She managed to get the head between her legs and was pushing down trying to get more sensation from it when she felt a snapping sensation, as her father's penis suddenly shot up into her belly. The next thing she knew, she was fucking her own father. She had figured her father would be the first to fuck her someday, but it was still a surprise to the little girl when it happened. At first it hurt a little, when her father's big cock stretched her tiny little hole; but pretty soon the child got used to having her tight little tunnel being enlarged by her father's growing penis. She started trying to make her father squirt his sperm in her while he slept. Grandpa however, was not going to sleep through his first fuck with his daughter. Feeling his daughter's tight little sleeve sliding up and down his distended cock, woke Grandpa up within 3 strokes. A minute later, Momma found herself underneath her father, while the man started pushing his big cock up into her belly, until it pushed against her unbroken cherry. Then he pulled it back, until just the head was held by the clasping lips of her hot little vagina. Back and forth, back and forth. Pretty soon, Momma could feel her father's big cock start to swell, and knew she was about to have her father's seed squirting up inside her belly where it belonged.
The rocking motions woke up her mother, who looked over at her copulating husband and daughter, sighed, pulled the pillow over her head, and went back to sleep. Grandpa proceeded to fuck Momma until both of them came. Momma enjoyed the feeling of taking her father's sperm properly, in her belly, for the first time.
From then on, Grandpa would fuck Momma at least twice a week, when he wasn't fucking Grandma. He never pushed his cock all the way inside her, and never broke her "cherry" (He said that was for her husband.), but he did everything else. He taught Momma how to suck cock, and how to take it up the rear. Things went on like this for several years, until Grandma died.



When Momma was about 14, she caught the measles. Probably from someone at school. Her mother and father nursed her through it, and it wasn't until she was almost over it that they found out that Grandma had caught it too. They hadn't realized that Grandma had never had the measles before, and could still catch it. Well, Grandma caught it hard. I've learned since, that when older people catch the measles, it's much harder on them. Well, back in those days, they didn't know that, and didn't take precautions. Grandma died after about a week of fever and rambling.
During the last few days, during a short spell when Grandma was feeling a little better, she asked Grandpa to be sure and take care of Momma, and to please not leave the farm that the two of them had worked so hard to make. She then asked Momma to take good care of her Daddy for her. At the time, the two of them thought that Grandma would be getting better soon, but promised anyway to make her feel better.
When Grandma died, Momma thought it was her fault. After all, she had given Grandma the measles, she figured. So, she figured it was up to her to take care of Grandpa like her mother used to. About a week after the funeral, Momma waited until Grandpa was asleep, sucked on his cock until it was fully erect, and then sat down on it all the way. Her father woke up with his 14-year-old daughter bleeding all over his belly, but insisting that he fuck her properly, as she was now his wife. Grandpa told her that she didn't need to do this, but she insisted, and kept at it until he gave in. After that, Momma lived with her father as man and wife until she turned 18. Momma gave Grandpa 3 children, but only the first one lived. That one was Danny.


At this point, there was an interruption in the story, as Dan blurted, "Danny? But, isn't that the same name as your father's?"
"Yes Dear, I'm getting to that. Do you want me to tell the story or not?" Mary replied, annoyed at being interrupted.
Dan assured her that he did, so Mary continued:


Momma had Danny about 2 years later, when she was 16. By that time, she had established herself as her father's "wife", by sheer brass. She had already stopped going to school, She just died her hair, put on paint and powder, Started wearing her mother's dresses, and acted like she was Grandpa's "new wife". Nobody questioned her about where they got married, or what happened to his daughter. In those days, when a girl turned 16, she either got married, or helped out on the farm; no more school.



Danny was about 2 years old, and Momma had lost 2 others, when Grandpa got kicked by a mule and died. The crazy thing was, they hadn't had a horse or mule on the farm for 5 years when it happened. Grandpa was helping a neighbor, transfer a mule to a truck for shipment; when the crazy animal got loose. They had just recaptured it, when the animal kicked Grandpa right through a board fence, where he had ducked to get out of the way. The boards were rotten; and the mule's hoof went right through the fence like it was cardboard, and stuck there. Grandpa died of a concussion the next day. I understand the mule broke a leg, and was shot.
Well, after Grandpa died, Momma decided to quit the charade about being his "wife." She was 18, the only living heir to the farm, and with Grandpa dead, no one could cause him trouble about screwing his own child. She took over the farm, and started to raise Danny all by herself.
It was hard for Momma to work the farm, all by herself, but most of the work she managed. She worked out an arrangement with a nearby farmer, whereby he planted crops on her farm, and she got paid by getting a share of the produce. Generally, it worked out to about a 25% share. It wasn't a lot, but with that as income, and a garden and a cow and a few chickens she somehow managed to make ends meet without mortgaging the farm, or her own life to some husband she didn't want. After Grandpa died, at first Momma thought she'd never want another man. As Danny got bigger, he was able to help out on the farm more and more, until by the time he was 18, the farm was back in full operation as a family concern. During that period however, there were many lonely and hungry nights that the two of them shared on that lonely farm in the middle of nowhere.
I don't know just when Momma began sleeping with Danny, (Yes, you guessed it, Danny is my father.) but I think it started when Grandpa died and Momma was so lonely and heartbroken that she took her son to bed and cuddled up with him. Having slept with her own parents when she was young, she didn't see anything wrong with having her son sleep with her. They slept in the same bed for the next several years. Momma eventually managed to get her sexual appetite under control, and since Danny was too young, nothing much happened until Daddy got to be about 9 years old. By that time, Daddy was already starting to get erections. One day Momma came in late, and found her son playing with himself. Momma told him that he shouldn't do that; that it was her job; and proceeded to suck her son's penis until he got some kind of release, and asked her to quit. After that, the young boy was after his mother to suck him about 2 or 3 times a day. He didn't cum yet, but he liked the feeling so well that he wanted to do it all the time. Well Momma felt this was OK, but she was getting too turned on herself. So Momma showed him how to lick her, and made him promise to do her each time she did him. The first time she came when her own son sucked her to orgasm after so many dry years was quite something, I understand. Daddy thought she was dying, or having convulsions, or something. Well, she explained that it was Ok, and that she just felt too good to hold still, and that when he was older he would understand better when it happened to him.



After about a year of this, Momma woke up one night, and felt her son's cock pressing against her bottom. She just naturally lifted her leg, slid her son's cock up into her hole, and enjoyed her first cock-induced orgasm in almost 9 years. Once Daddy found the pleasures of fucking, he rarely wanted to go back to just sucking, so Momma decided to let him continue. They fucked almost every night after that.
It was about a year later, when Daddy was 10, that he experienced his first orgasm. At first he thought he had peed in Momma, but she told him that it was all right, and that it was something that he was supposed to do. A few days later, when he pulled off Momma, he noticed a trickle of white coming from his mother's vagina. Momma explained that that was the stuff that made babies, and that if he wanted, she would let him make one in her. Talk about letting the fox loose in the chicken coop! Daddy wanted to do it all the time after that. After several months, Momma's belly began to swell; and by the time my father was 11, he was the father of an 8 pound baby boy by his own mother.
Well Daddy didn't want to stop at just one; and after a few years there were not only my older brother Jim, but my 2 older sisters Karen and Diane, Me, my younger brother Joey, and Rachel. After 6 kids by Daddy, and 3 by her father, Momma felt she had done her duty (so to speak) and it was time to stop baby- production. They didn't use any birth-control, just tried to refrain from full sex during Momma's fertile periods.
Of course, it was a lot easier for Momma; she was 36 years old, and not so sex-driven any more. Daddy was 19 and just reaching his peak. Momma would suck Daddy off, and let him "use the back door," so to speak, but she really hated to put him off. It wasn't until she came across Karen fucking off my older brother Jim about 3 years later, that she found what she thought might be a semi-permanent solution.


"And what was that?" interjected Dan.



"Jim was behind Karen, and was pushing his cock up inside his little sister's belly." 
Well, Momma walked into the livingroom one day, and found Karen and Jim, both naked. Jim was behind Karen, and was pushing his cock up inside his little sister's belly. Momma came in, just in time to watch her son, as the boy started ejaculating his sperm right up inside her little girl's womb. Momma could see that her son was pumping his little sister's womb full of cum, by watching the tube on the bottom of the boy's cock bulge, each time another thick sticky gob of cum was forced into her daughter's welcoming little belly. Jim was almost 13, and Karen was barely 12 at the time. Momma asked them how long that this had been going on; and when she learned that they had been having oral sex for over a year, and that they had only recently progressed to the "real thing"; she thought that Karen might help out with her father. Daddy, Karen, Jim, and Mommy all sat down that night and worked it out, so that whenever either Momma or Karen was in her fertile period, the other one would take over the "duties".



This usually worked out fairly well for both of them. It meant more regular sex (No more sneaking around for Jim and Karen.) and less worry about pregnancy. They were both able to have about a week off each time. Of course Daddy and Jim didn't neglect them. Both of them were expert lovers with their mouths as well with as their sexual organs. Occasionally however, both women would have their periods at the same time, and this would result in a dry-spell for Daddy and Jim.
About 6 months later, Diane got into the act when she found Daddy screwing Karen one morning. She wanted some too, and when they found out she wasn't having periods yet, it solved the timing problems for a while.
Of course, I didn't know about any of this. I was only 10 at the time, and I thought boys were "yucky." I had just started having my periods (Momma had told me to expect them, so when I started to bleed I knew what to do. I just never bothered to tell anyone.), so I thought this whole sex thing was just a bother and a mess. It wasn't until about a year later that I started feeling really horny. It seemed that once my periods started getting regular, I'd get itchy between the legs every month about halfway between my periods. I had mentioned it to Marge (A school friend.) and she had shown me how to tickle myself between the legs until I "Got off." She said her older brother had shown her what to do. Once I started, it seemed I just couldn't stop. Pretty soon it seemed that I would spend all my spare time in my room with one, the other, or both of my hands stuffed between my legs working myself off until I just couldn't do it anymore. Well, one day, I finally got caught.
Momma had heard the bed banging against the wall, over and over one morning when Diane was busy with Daddy. She figured that if I was old enough to be masturbating, maybe I was old enough to help out with the "chores". The first thing I knew about it, was when Momma came into my room just as I was about to climax for the third time. My hand was between my legs, and I didn't have a stitch on, so there was no doubt what I was doing.



"Momma showed me the white stuff, that Daddy had squirted inside Diane" 
Momma told me to get up and follow her. I was scared to death, thinking I was going to be punished for doing something awful. It was quite a surprise, when Momma led me into Her and Daddy's bedroom, where Diane was sitting naked on top of Daddy. She led me over to the bed, and showed me where Daddy's penis was going up inside Diane. Then, after Daddy and Diane worked themselves to a climax, Momma showed me the white stuff, that Daddy had squirted inside Diane, and told me that this was the stuff that made babies, that Diane was getting a little old to take that stuff in her belly, and that starting tomorrow, it would be my job to take care of Daddy each morning. They had me climb on top of Daddy's sperm-covered penis, and sit down on it, so that I'd know what to do in the morning. Well naturally being a virgin, I bled all over the place; but Daddy just kept pushing his cock up my hole until I started to feel better. Once I started squirming on top of him, trying to get back my lost orgasm, Daddy squirted a lot of that white-stuff up inside me; causing me to climax like I never had with my fingers.
This was the start of a long comedy-of-errors, that resulted in my getting pregnant.


"What's a comedy of errors, Momma?" inquired Suzy.



"That's when two people think they agree on something, but each one has a different understanding of what it was they agreed upon, causing all sorts of troubles," answered Mary as she continued with the story.


Well in this case, Daddy thought I couldn't get pregnant because I wasn't having my periods yet. He didn't know that I had started having periods before Diane did. Both Momma and Daddy figured that since Diane had just started having periods, it was dangerous for her to fuck Daddy because she might have a baby. Now me, I thought they were trying to make a baby, and that Diane had gotten too old or something. You've got to remember that my knowledge of how babies were made was still a little rudimentary. I was proud that Daddy would want me to bear his child, and was happy that Momma would let me.
So, every morning, I'd go in and see Daddy, and make him squirt his sperm in my belly, then go back to my room hoping this was the time I got pregnant. Daddy on the other hand was glad to screw me because he figured I couldn't get pregnant, not knowing that I'd been having regular periods for over 6 months, while my older sister Diane was just starting, and her periods hadn't settled down yet. Jim, at this time, was working on a neighboring farm during the summer, so he didn't figure in the picture.
It was almost 6 months before things fell apart. It was one Saturday afternoon, and Daddy and I had just been getting a "quick one" before returning to the chores. I liked getting fucked in the afternoons, because then I usually got to carry Daddy's sperm in my womb until bedtime. Well this afternoon, Daddy had just shot an especially big load of cum in my belly, and I was leaking all over the place. As we were mopping up the mess, I said something to the effect that THAT load was probably big enough to get me pregnant. Daddy laughed, and agreed that when I got older, and started having periods, it probably would. This was a shock to me, so I asked him if not having periods meant I couldn't get pregnant. When Daddy assured me that was usually the case, I started to cry. Momma heard me; and asked Daddy what he had done to make me cry. Well, Daddy told her, what he had told me, and said he didn't understand why I was crying. Momma then told me to stop my blubbering, and tell them what I was crying about. Well between sobs, I told Momma that Daddy had told me that I couldn't have his baby if I wasn't having my "monthlies"; and I had stopped having my period several months ago; and I was so disappointed that I couldn't have a baby; and I loved Daddy so much, and wanted him to love me; and now he wouldn't fuck me any more because I couldn't get pregnant. At this point, I was sobbing on the bed, with my face buried in the pillow, just crying my heart out. I never saw the thunderstruck look on my parents' faces. Even after all these years, I'd still give 10 years off my life to be able to go back and turn around and see the reaction my sob-story had upon them. But I was too preoccupied with my own perceived "lost chance" to have Daddy's baby, that I never realized what a shock I must have given them.



By the time Mommy and Daddy picked me up and started to explain, they must have already gotten over their consternation, and had decided on a course of action to follow.
The next hour was another comedy of errors, and this one was worse than the first. Daddy picked me up and told me that it was OK. Momma told me that not only could I get pregnant, but that I probably already was, and that not having periods was almost a sure sign.
Hearing this, I started to brighten up. I wiped the tears from my eyes, and started feeling proud of myself, when Daddy blew it.


"What did he do then?" interjected Jeremy.


Mary continued with her story.


Well, just when I was starting to feel happy that I was finally carrying Daddy's baby; Daddy started to apologize! He told me that he was sorry he had gotten me pregnant; that he hadn't intended to; and how sorry he was that he had done that to me. With each sentence, it got worse and worse. I was devastated. Daddy didn't love me, I felt. He didn't want me to have his baby. He didn't want me. He didn't want my baby. I felt like I wanted to die!


June was quietly crying to herself, in sympathy as she listened to her mother's story. Her brother's cock had shrank inside her pussy, as he also sympathized with their mother.


"Did you ever get it straightened out?" snuffled June.
"Eventually," her mother continued.


Well the next thing you know, I was bawling harder than ever. I had my head buried back in the pillow, and this time I wouldn't be comforted. I shrugged off my parents' trials to comfort me. It seemed that each thing that they said, made it worse. By this time the whole family was standing around watching. Mom and Dad didn't have a clue, as to what they were doing wrong.
Finally Karen decided that she'd better take a hand, since Mommy and Daddy weren't having any luck. She shooed the rest of the family out of the bedroom, and just sat there, until I my sobbing subsided to a reasonable level. She was a lot bigger than me. She just picked me up, and put me in her lap. She then held me close until my gasping sobs slowed down to just tears. When I seemed a little more composed, she asked me to explain what was the matter. I remember that conversation as if it happened yesterday.
"Daddy doesn't love me!" I gasped out almost angrily, my sorrow and hurt turning to anger at my father.
"Hnnnnh?" she inquired, urging me to continue.
"He doesn't want my baby," I amplified.
"You are going to have a baby?" Karen inquired, somewhat surprised, but not shocked.



I nodded and continued, "and Daddy doesn't want it! He told me so." I started crying again.
Karen cuddled me, as she considered our father. She couldn't imagine it; so she turned back to me and said, "what did he say. Tell me his exact words."
"Well," I said, "he said, 'I'm sorry I got you pregnant. I didn't mean to. I wish we could do something about it.'" The horrible implications of my father's words were too much, and I went back to sobbing in my big sister's arms.
All of a sudden, a light must have dawned on my sister, because the next thing I heard was suspiciously like a snicker. She must have had a lot of self control however because she stifled it; and started to explain things to me.
"Mary," she said, "listen to me. Daddy loves you very much. You've just misunderstood him."
"Huh?" I sobbed, a tiny ray of hope gleaming in the darkness of my despair.
"First, you've got to understand that in most families, fathers are not supposed to make babies in their little girls. It's a very bad crime, called ingest. No, incest, I think," she explained.
"But Momma had. . .," I started to interrupt.
"Momma does her own thing, and that was a long time ago. Grandpa is dead, and no one is going to cause trouble for him," Karen soothed away my objections. "Daddy might get in a lot of trouble, if you're really pregnant. They might take him away and we'd never see him again."
This thought was as scary as the thought that Daddy didn't love me. I was now frightened; that because of me, they'd take Daddy away. "Oh Karen, what am I going to do?" I wailed.
"Shhh!" she hushed me. "We'll work something out. Don't worry. We won't let them take Daddy away."
"Now," she continued, "about this other thing, your thinking that Daddy doesn't want your baby. That's nonsense."
"But he said. . .," I started.
"He said he was sorry he got you pregnant," Karen snapped. "He never said a word about not wanting your baby."
"But isn't that the same thing?"
"No Honey. Daddy loves you and doesn't want you hurt. It hurts real bad if you have a baby. He never realized that you actually wanted to have his baby. If he thought that you wanted his baby, he'd probably be so proud he'd almost burst. Remember, he thought you were too young, and it was safe. He probably feels like a heel now, that he didn't try to protect you. He figures that you'd be mad at him for getting you pregnant."
All of a sudden, I saw what she was getting at. It was like a religious experience. Daddy did love me! Then, I suddenly felt guilty. Because of me and my ignorance, Daddy not only might get into trouble, but I had been accusing him of not loving me when it was his love for me that had caused the misunderstanding. "Oh God! Karen, how can I ever make it up to him," I wailed.
Karen smiled at me, and said, "I think you already have," while patting my tummy.



I gaped at her.
"Just watch," she assured me.
Sure enough, when Karen got through explaining everything to Mom and Dad, everyone in the family rushed to assure me that they not only loved me, but they would love my baby as well. The whole family gathered round, and made plans to take care of me and my baby. They worked on taking care of Daddy too. Mom suggested that she wear padding to make it look like she was pregnant, and I'd get "sick" for a while. ("Yes dear, That's where I got the Idea," Mary assured her husband.) Daddy assured me that not only did he want the baby, but he loved me all the more because I had wanted it also.
For the next 3 weeks, everyone treated me like a princess. They wouldn't let me do strenuous work, and they all watched what I ate, and my health like hawks. Karen had picked up some books on natural childbirth from the library, and had started me on exercises. Diane was helping Momma make baby clothes. Everything was wonderful. Then one morning I woke up with cramps in my stomach. I thought I had diarrhea, and went to the bathroom. The next thing I knew, there was a bloody mess in the toilet. I thought I was dying. Momma said that my screams could be heard in the next county.


At this point Mary paused in her story to wipe the tears in her eyes. She looked around. There wasn't a dry eye looking back at her. She felt a burst of love for her family, that would sympathize with her so, and continued.


After Momma and Diane got me in the tub, and cleaned up, it was hours before I was rational. They explained that I had lost the baby, and I went into hysterics. At first, I wished that it had been me that died, not the baby, until Karen pointed out sensibly, that if I had died, the baby would have also. I still felt so guilty, and heartbroken, that no one could talk to me. Not even Karen. I felt like I had betrayed Daddy by losing his baby, and had cheated the rest of the family, and myself also. I stopped eating. For almost a week, I didn't eat much more than a slice of toast, and a glass or two of water. The family tells me I looked like death. It wasn't until I realized what I was doing to my family, that I came out of it. Specifically, it was Daddy.
One day I looked over at Daddy, and he looked so tired and haggard. He had obviously been crying, because he thought he was going to lose me too. Daddy finally couldn't stand it any more. He came over to me, and begged me not to die. I was shocked. Me die? I looked at Daddy, and could see that he was serious. The thought that I was causing my Daddy so much pain, shocked me back to my senses. I told Daddy that I'd try to do better for him. He brought me some soup, and I ate it. When Daddy saw that I was eating again, he told me that if I really wanted his baby that bad, we could always try again. We both knew that it would never be the same; but I still begged him to try at least one more time. That night, I slept with Daddy, alone, for the first time. Momma shooed everyone else off to their rooms; and she and Diane slept with Jim that night.



I slept with Daddy for the next 4 months, until I finally caught again. Each night, Daddy would make love to me. He would caress me; stroke me; feel me up; eat me; and make me feel like a real woman. After he had gotten me all hot and bothered, he would get on top of me, and we would make love. There is no other word for it. We wouldn't just "fuck," we would hold each other, and kiss, and snuggle all the while he was sliding his big baby-making cock in and out of my pussy. I would usually climax about three or four times before Daddy would stiffen on top of me, and pump his precious sperm into my womb. In the morning, Daddy would usually wake up with a hard-on, and we would hurry to get him off before he got up to go pee. I usually did not get off in the mornings, I just lay there, and let Daddy squirt his sperm in my belly. I enjoyed being able to carry my father's seed in me while I worked all day, until we repeated the whole thing that night.


It was about 2 weeks after my 12th birthday, that I missed my period again. I figure Daddy knocked me up on my birthday, or near enough as makes no matter. From then on, I referred to the baby growing in my belly as my "Birthday Present" or "My April Shower," as my birthday was in April. We never had to pull Momma's stunt with the padding. I didn't start to get big, until after Thanksgiving; and I was wearing such heavy clothes by then that no one noticed. Then came the Christmas break from school; and then in January, we were snowed in for almost a month. April was born at home, on our farm, in a howling blizzard. Momma acted as midwife, and took care of everything. The doctor couldn't have come out there if we had wanted him to, as all the roads were closed. It's a good thing I didn't have any trouble. After four hours of yelling and screaming and, "Please Daddy, Make it stop!" I gave birth to the cutest little bundle of joy that a mother could wish for. Momma cut the cord, and Daddy helped by supplying fresh clean linen, and cleaned up the mess. Karen and Diane watched the two littler kids while Momma and Daddy took care of me and the baby. Momma kept me out of school for a week after that; and Daddy went down to the courthouse to register April as being born in our house. After this, things went back to normal in our house, except for me having to nurse the baby; and some trouble saving my milk for Momma to use while I was at school. I liked nursing, but having big boobs all of a sudden, sure increased my popularity with the boys at school. Of course, I wasn't interested; getting all the sex I'd ever want at home.
About a month after having April, I dropped back into the "rotation" as it were, with Diane and Karen and Momma. With 4 horny girls, it must have seemed like their own private harem to Daddy and Jim. Us girls of course, had no troubles getting them interested if we needed it, and with 4 of us there was almost always at least one of us whom it was "safe" to fuck properly.



It was shortly after April's 2nd birthday, that Jim and Karen decide to strike out on their own. They moved into the next town as husband and wife. Nobody there knew them; and with the same last name, everyone assumed they were married. This helped, because the farm wasn't all that big; and with 2 fewer mouths to feed, Momma and Daddy breathed a lot easier. Jim got a job working in a hardware store; and Karen worked in the local bank. After working there for about 10 years, Jim and Karen bought out the owner of the hardware store, and now work there together. It'll probably take them a couple more years to pay it off, but they'll then own it outright. I understand, that they never did hide their relationship from their children. They all slept together in one big bed, babies and all. Their son Mike, was fucking his little sister Judy, before he was 10. The little girl was carrying her own brother's baby in her womb, when she was only 11, and had her first child by her big brother when she was barely 12 years old. Judy had her second child by her own father, scarcely a year later. Karen, in the meantime, let her son get her pregnant, so she had another baby, almost the same time as Judy had her second child. The last I heard, Judy was pregnant again, by her big brother, and the baby was due sometime this summer.
This left me, Diane, and Momma to take care of Daddy. By this time, Joey was starting to get interested, and pretty soon was crawling into bed with me or Diane. This was a little dangerous, so we told him what the rules were, and put him on the "schedule," along with Daddy. The three of us girls decided to take turns with the two "men," a month at a time. It was during one of my "turns" with Daddy, that I goofed up, and found myself pregnant again. I'm not sure if it was just a mistake, or my body just felt like having another baby, but 3 years after April I was throwing up, and my belly was beginning to swell with Daddy's baby.



This time, Diane didn't sit still for being left out. When she found out that I had missed my period, Diane insisted on having Daddy fuck her while she was fertile, and try to get her pregnant too. So, for a month, I watched as Daddy would fuck my sister. Daddy would deposit his sperm in Diane's womb, every night. Sometimes, he would have a little extra for me, but mostly I'd get my sex from my little brother while Daddy worked on getting my sister pregnant.
This wasn't all bad for me. Joey would quite often fuck me when he wasn't helping Momma out. By this time, my little brother was getting to be quite a skillful lover, even if his cock wasn't quite as big as Daddy's. Joey could fuck me for hours before squirting his sperm in my belly. He always had enough to go at least twice.


"Daddy would deposit his sperm in Diane's womb" 
I remember one day when he spent the whole day fucking both me and Momma. He alternated between the two of us, squirting his sperm in first my belly, then stopping, and squirting the rest in Momma's. He liked to pretend that he was getting us both pregnant at the same time. We would play along, asking him to make a baby in both of us at the same time. Every once in a while I get a little sad, thinking that I never really gave the kid a chance. Sometimes, I wish that I had let my little brother knock me up, I just never had the time to spare to carry his baby though. Anyway, about a month after I got pregnant, Diane missed her period as well. Both of us had easy pregnancies, and Delivered healthy baby girls the next spring. We named the kids. . ."



Dan interrupted the story with a disgusted snort, "don't tell me. Yours was named 'May' and Diane's was named 'June'. I always wondered why you insisted on naming June after your 'little sister'. Ha! I guess it's a good thing Suzy wasn't born in July."
Mary smirked. "So you finally figured it out. It was a funny family joke at the time, and nice girls names too."
Mary continued with her story:


It was while Diane and I were both sporting big bellies, that Rachel decided she wanted to get fucked. She had watched us, and decided that she wanted some too. Rachel wasn't all that enamored about having babies like Karen and I were; but boy did that little girl like to fuck! For a while, it looked like our little sister was going to keep both men so drained, that Diane and I would be left out completely. After a while though, Rachel had settled on Joey, as her primary stud, Leaving Daddy for us.
Diane and I decide that was enough babies. We wanted to save ourselves to marry someone else. After all, Daddy still had mother, Jim was gone, and there wasn't enough farm to go around with all of us kids. We helped Momma raise the younger kids until I got that scholarship that sent me off to the university where I met you. Diane left later, and is in New York right now, still looking for another man like Daddy. Joey and Rachel pulled another "Jim and Karen" stunt, and are living in Toledo. April is engaged to a nice local boy, and plan's to be married next summer. When Momma died last year, I understand that May moved her things into Daddy's room, and has been sleeping there ever since.



"He would push his penis up against her tiny hole and squirt his seed in the child's belly." 
"Was that her first time?" asked Dan.
Mary snickered, as she explained.


First time for May? That's a laugh. May started crawling into bed with me and Daddy when she was about 6. The little girl must have found out about Momma and Grandpa from her older sisters, and she wanted Daddy to fuck her. She wouldn't take no for an answer. I thought I was oversexed. That lovable little slut was getting her father to squirt sperm in her belly for 3 years, before he could even get his cock inside her. The little kid would look so cute; sitting there naked, on her Daddy's lap; rubbing his big penis in her tiny little crack; until Daddy couldn't stand it any more. He would push his penis up against her tiny hole and squirt his seed in the child's belly.
I remember how proud May was, the first time she managed to get her father's penis inside her. You'd think she had won the gold-medal or something. We were sitting in the living room, after going swimming. Everyone was naked, and little May was sitting on her father's lap, facing him, as she masturbated herself with his cock. We all thought it was adorable, the way the little girl worked so hard to get her father to cum in her.



Of course, it was easier for us older girls. Any of us, could take Daddy's penis clear up inside our belly, and squeeze the whole thing with our vagina. Little May had only her hot little hands, and her tiny little slit to stimulate him with. She would work on Daddy, sometimes for a half hour or more; rubbing his big cock against her little clit, and pushing the head of his big penis up against the entrance to her tiny little cunt, stretching it open, before Daddy would finally discharge his thick sticky sperm up inside her tiny little vagina. This time, Daddy had just finished squirting his seed inside her hot little hole, and she was working for "seconds." Daddy's cock had shrunk a little after his orgasm, and both he and May were all slippery with the semen he had already ejaculated inside the little girl's vagina. All of a sudden, May found herself sitting on her father, with half of his cock buried inside her tiny little slit. She called us all over, and showed us that she was now a "Real Woman," as she could take Daddy's penis right up inside her belly just like the rest of us. Not quite 9 years old, and already the little girl was fucking her own father. Well pretty soon, Daddy was squirting his potent sperm right up inside the kid's tight little belly. Then the child insisted that Daddy take her virginity, so that she could fuck him "Properly".
Within a week, May was taking her father's penis all the way up inside her hot little belly; and Daddy was regularly squirting his seed right inside the little girl's womb. It always turned me on to watch my daughter as she fucked our Daddy. To see her little belly swell each time Daddy pushed his big cock up in her tiny little slit, knowing that the same semen that he squirted in Momma's womb to make me, and then squirted again in my belly to make May, was about to squirt in our little girl's belly and try to make another baby in her. It was always a thrill to watch Daddy sliding his big cock in and out of our little girl's tiny slit until the child's squirming got to be too much; and he would finally shove his big penis all the way up in our daughter's tiny little belly and ejaculate his potent sperm right inside the little girl's womb.
If it had been up to May, she would have taken over Daddy's services completely, and left me and Diane out in the cold. Of course, the rest of us wouldn't stand for that, and put her in the "rotation" just like everyone else.
Of course, to May, the "rotation" meant something different than it did to the rest of us. She never stopped fucking. By this time, most of us girls were on the pill. May wouldn't take it. She kept right on fucking Daddy even when she started having her monthlies. She said she wasn't going to cheat him. May insisted on having Daddy as a partner during her fertile times. She always made sure that Daddy ejaculated his sperm in her belly, "Where it belonged," whenever she was fertile. May was carrying Daddy's baby in her womb when she was only 9, and she had her first baby by her own father, when she was a little over 10 years old.



"Wow! No wonder you didn't object about me making it with Suzy," said Dan. At this time, something that had been nagging him finally came to the surface of his mind. "May. May," he mused. "Wasn't your Aunt May out here, just about this time last year?" Dan looked suspiciously at his youngest daughter.
Suzy had the grace to blush. "Yes Daddy, it was her idea. Do you remember when Aunt May came out her, she brought all the children along?"
Her father nodded and encouraged her to go on.
"Well," continued Suzy, "while she was here, I helped her take care of the littler kids. Especially the baby. When Aunt May saw how much I liked the children, she encouraged me to help. She even had me nursing little Susan."
"You mean you gave the kid a bottle?" asked Jeremy. "That's nothing unusual. I've taken care of you, and given you your bottle when I was only 6."
"No, idiot." Suzy smiled sweetly at her older brother. "I said I nursed her. May had me let the baby suck on my tits to calm her down. After several days of this, about a week before she left, I found that I was actually giving milk! I told Aunt May, and she told me that it wasn't all that unusual, except maybe for my age. She figured it wouldn't hurt either me or the baby, so I just continued until she left. Well, about 2 days before she left, I was sitting there, nursing the baby when I realized how much I was going to miss the little girl. She felt almost like my own child; and I didn't want to give her up. When I started to cry, Aunt May had me explain. She said that if I wanted a baby that bad, maybe I should have Daddy make one in me. At first, I was shocked; but after a while, the idea sounded better and better. I was too young to get married; I love Daddy more than anybody; and there's no one in the world who's baby I'd rather have. I knew however, that Daddy would never go for it. When I told Aunt May this, she told me that I would just have to get my father in a position where he couldn't refuse. It seemed like a Godsend, when a few days later, you made me that offer to improve my grades."
"Why that little she-devil," exclaimed Dan. "She set me up."
The rest of the family giggled.
"You never finished your story. Tell us about Aunt June," prodded June.
Mary continued with her story.



June Didn't get really interested in sex, until she was about 12. By that time, she had watched May have two babies, and saw her working on a third. I guess seeing May's pain when she had her babies scared her. By the time June got interested in boys, she was on the pill. As far as I know, she only fucked Daddy once. That was just before she left. She walked into the bedroom, naked; told me and Diane that this was her turn; and chased us all out. We were somewhat disappointed in not being able to watch; but we sure all crowded around the door and listened! June told Daddy that she felt she owed him the chance, just like the rest of us. She said she had stopped taking the pill 3 months ago; that this was the middle of her period, when she was the most fertile; and she was going to let him try to make a baby in her. She said she was going to be moving to LA; and felt she owed him this one chance. Daddy, of course, insisted that she owed him nothing, and to go get dressed. June told him that it didn't matter what he felt; she felt she owed him this, and she was going to stay there, naked, in his bedroom, until either he fucked her, or she starved to death. June was adamant. Daddy just gave up and fucked her. After that one time, June waited until she got her next period, and then started packing.


"Where is June now?" inquired Dan.


"June," sighed Mary, "is living in LA working as a high- class prostitute. For some reason, she likes sex, but doesn't want to get hooked up to just one man; and she's scared to death of having babies. She sure doesn't get that from anyone else in the family. She says this way she gets all the sex she wants, with no hassles. She picks her own clientele, and sets her own prices. 'Easy work, and her own boss,' she says. None of the rest of the family understands her, but we still love her. She still comes out to visit every few years."


"Oh," said Dan, nonplused, "so you are the sister of your father, and the mother of your sister. If I have it right."
Mary snickered. "If you think that's complicated, consider May. May is the sister of her mother; the mother of her own sister and brother; the grandchild of her sister and aunt; the daughter of her aunt and sister both; and the wife of her father, grandfather, uncle and granduncle all rolled into one. It would probably take a year to catalog her uncle/aunt, niece/nephew, and cousin relationships. Every time I hear the horror stories about inbreeding, I have to laugh. Not one of the children in our family is retarded. In fact, most of us have tested with above- normal IQs. May's children are all bright active youngsters. Not a dud in the bunch. Of course that makes sense. Her kids are 7/8ths or more Daddy, and he's no dumbbell."



Mary looked over at her two daughters, still sitting legs- spread, on their respective partners. "Did you get off?" she asked them.
Both little girls nodded.
Suzy said, "Dad went off in me three times, while you were talking."
"Twice," said June, referring to Jeremy.
"Well, I think that we've had enough sex for tonight. Let's all go to bed," Mary said, as she started for the bathroom to take a shower.
"WE have," said Dan. "I don't know about you." He looked around at his children and got their nodding agreement. "Let's get her kids!" he yelled.
"Wha. . .," said Mary; as the next thing she knew, she was buried under a pile of warm, friendly, naked, bodies. By the time she got her orientation back, she found herself flat on her back, with a daughter sucking on each swollen tit. She could feel their naked breasts rubbing against her sides and their flat little bellies were rubbing against her hips. Down between her legs, all she could see was a head of hair that went up and down in time with the delicious feeling of being eaten by an expert.
Out of sight, but definitely not out of feel, she could feel her head being rubbed in a finger massage that she recognized as coming from her husband. He was so good at it, and knew how much she loved it. At first Mary was inclined to tell Jeremy to stop it; that she was his mother after all; but then she realized that would be hypocritical. She relaxed in the warmth of knowing that she was loved. The warmth crept up her legs, down from her breasts, and all of a sudden centered in her overheated vagina where her son was nibbling at her clit, then stabbing his tongue in her hot little hole, and licking up and down. She climaxed violently. Jeremy didn't stop. Neither did her two daughters and husband. Mary kept climaxing time after time until she was about to collapse from exhaustion.
"Stop! No more. That's enough!" she gasped.
"Not quite enough," said Dan. Motioning to his son he said, "OK Jeremy, Now!"
The next thing Mary knew, she felt her vagina being filled with a stiff hard cock; as her son replaced his tongue with a part of his body more fitted to the purpose. Mary couldn't help herself. She wrapped her legs around her rutting son, and begged him to continue.
"Fuck me Jeremy," she said. "Show me how much you love me. Shoot your baby-juice in your mother. Show Momma how you like to fuck her; just like you do your little sister. Lets see you make a baby in your mother. You do it right, and Momma'll give you another little baby sister to fuck. FUCK ME!" Mary's voice rose almost to a scream; as she started having climax after climax at the thought of having her own son knock her up.



The older woman was halfway through her third massive orgasm since her son had started to fuck her, when she felt his penis blossom to incredible hardness, and started spewing thick rich semen into her wildly gyrating belly.
"Oh Momma, I'm cumming in you. Let me make a baby in you Momma. Here it comes. Unhh Uhhhhn!" Jeremy grunted, as he squirted the last of his sperm in his own mother's welcoming vagina. "Whoooo!" he gasped, as he collapsed on top of his mother; between his two horny sisters who greeted him with sloppy kisses as they temporarily neglected their mother's overstimulated breasts.
Mary felt both exhausted, and crushed at the same time; as her husband came around to join the pile on the bed. She hugged her family though, and would have lain there comfortably in the loving arms of her family for hours, in spite of the weight, if she hadn't stopped to think of something.
"What about you Dear?" she inquired. "Don't you want some?" In spite of being exhausted, she knew she couldn't refuse her husband, after this.
"I think that six times in 5 hours is more than enough, and a plenty for me. Don't you think so? I don't think I could get it up if all three of you girls worked on me at once." Dan shrugged off her suggestion.
"Wanna bet?" replied June and Suzy simultaneously.
"No Dears. No bet. I'd probably lose. I just think I've had enough for today, and the same goes for all of you. Don't you agree?" Dan looked at each of his naked offspring, and then at his wife. Everyone felt deliciously satiated, and almost wrung out. There were no contradictions.
"Now!" said Mary, "Everyone into the shower. No, not separately, all together. It's fun."
It was too. All five of them just barely fit in the shower together. There was much squirming of naked skin against naked skin; plump tit being rubbed against hairy arm; and flat slippery belly against rounded rump. They tickled each other and played "Grab the sausage," and "Hide the finger," until the shower almost collapsed under the strain when Jeremy dropped the soap; and couldn't get up when he reached down to get it. Mary finally shooed everyone off to bed. She sent Dan into Suzy's bedroom to sleep with his daughter for the night; and invited June and Jeremy to join her in the big bed in the master bedroom.
Within 10 minutes, Mary was sleeping soundly on one side of her son, while June was asleep on the other. Jeremy cuddled up to his sleeping sister; lifted her leg so his cock wasn't strained; and put it between her legs, up against her still slippery-with-his-sperm cunt. He wrapped his mother's arm around both him and his sister, as they cuddled all together spoon- fashion and slid off to sleep.



In the other bedroom, Suzy cuddled up with her father.
"Daddy. Can I sleep with you inside me?" the little girl requested.
"If you can get it hard enough," Dan replied, pointing down to his shrunken member.
Suzy didn't reply this time. She just backed up to him, and reached down with her hot little hand; pulled his flaccid penis up against her slippery little hole; and proceeded to jack him off against her slippery little slit. After about a minute of this, her father's cock was hard enough that with a little straining, it went up her horny little hole with a rush. For a minute, she squeezed her father's penis with her vagina and enjoyed the twinges of response she got. Shortly thereafter, she fell asleep. Dan lay there a little bit longer, enjoying the gentle squeezing of his young daughter's vagina on his prick. He was tempted to push in and out, and try to impregnate his little daughter in her sleep; but conscience and weariness overtook him. He fell asleep, while still contemplating the notion.


About halfway through the night, Dan started dreaming. He thought his two lovely daughters were both begging him to get them pregnant. First Suzy, then June would take his swollen cock and stick it up between her legs, and ask him to squirt his semen into her clasping little vagina. Without waking, his penis expanded and he ejaculated a fresh load of sperm into his sleeping daughter's unresisting little belly. After that, his sleep got deeper, and he didn't dream at all; as he slept with his big cock acting like a plug; keeping his potent seed trapped in his little daughter's quietly accepting vagina.




Cindy gets an unexpected proposal


Cindy was dying. She had been playing in the sandbox, when the truck backed up and began dumping sand on her. Her legs were trapped. She couldn't feel them at all. She knew she had internal injuries, because of the pain in her belly. The pressure of the sand was crushing her. It was squashing her belly, and crushing her chest. She could barely breathe.
"Not now!" she thought, "I'm too young. I never had a chance to love a man properly. Please God! I want to live to have children. To know what love really is!" Cindy wanted to scream, but couldn't get her breath. She opened her mouth, and sand got in. The pressure got greater.
"Oh John," she thought, "I could have loved you, but I never had a chance!" Cindy opened her mouth for one final scream before the sand covered her head; and got a mouthful of hair.
"Hair? hair???! What the?" Cindy woke up, and spit out the mouthful of hair that John had inadvertently draped into her mouth. All of a sudden things began to make sense. The rumble of the sand-truck was John Stockdale's quiet snore. The slight pain in her groin, was from her lost virginity. The squashed feeling, and the inability to breathe properly, were the natural results of a 200 pound man sleeping on top of a 80 pound girl.
Cindy moved her legs, and was relieved to find that she could not only move, but feel with them as well. She ran her little legs along his big hairy ones; and enjoyed the feel of their naked skin rubbing together. She was going to be able to have love after all! Quietly, she said, "Thank you Lord." Cindy wasn't religious; but she felt so grateful that she was alive, and had someone she could love; she had to thank someone.
Cindy pushed up on her older lover. He was so heavy, she could hardly move him. John instinctively resisted the movement, and snuggled closer. He kissed the little girl on the neck, mumbled something that sounded like, "Love you," and went back to snoring. The squirming pulled his semi-hard cock about an inch out of the little girl's belly. Then it went back in, and seated itself with his pubic hair once more rubbing against her light fuzz above, and bare slit below.
The sensation thrilled Cindy. She stopped trying to push the man off her chest, and concentrated on working her little mound against his groin; and sliding her vagina up and down around his swelling cock. She worked, and worked, but just couldn't quite get off. Eventually, she got tired, and drifted back to sleep. This time, she wrapped her arms lovingly around her sleeping lover, and dreamed of big teddy bears and thick heavy, warm covers. Eventually, she stopped dreaming entirely, and slipped into a deep dreamless sleep.



Cindy's midnight administrations had not gone completely unnoticed. John Stockdale had been sleeping, when the little girl began working herself around his cock. His drowsing brain incorporated the feel into his dreams: where he was back in his office at school, and Cindy Macon, and little Suzy Fisher were both naked, and playing with his cock. He dreamed that he had just convinced little Suzy to let him put his cock in her tiny little slit, "Just to see what it feels like." He was just starting to push his engorged penis up in the little girl's belly while Cindy cheered him on. In his dream, it felt so good as his swollen prick vanished up inside the tight little hole. He could feel the child's hungry little vagina squeezing on his cock, trying to coax his sperm out of his balls and into her eager young belly, where it belonged. Gradually, the dream faded into reality. "What a wet-dream!" John thought. Amazingly, the sensations continued, even though the dream was ending. He still felt the budding little tits against his chest, and the tight squeeze of an immature young vagina sucking on his sliding cock. If he looked down, he could see a flat little belly, and an almost hairless slit stretched tightly around his now fully engorged prick. Farther up, were two of the nicest little mounds of tit-flesh that a man would ever want to fondle. John came fully awake, and realized where he was. He was in bed with the sexiest little girl in the whole 5th grade class. He was spending the night in the child's own bedroom, where earlier he had taken the little girl's virginity. Now he was actually fucking the little girl while she slept. He felt the child's vagina sucking on his penis, each time he pulled out, and squeezing each time he pushed in. Mentally, it was exciting to know that he had already ejaculated his sperm twice in the little girl's belly; and the child was already carrying his seed in her tiny little womb. Knowing the little girl wouldn't mind if he tried to get her pregnant, was too much, even for a strong-minded man like John Stockdale. He knew he was going to try to breed the sleeping child. Carefully, he pulled his swollen cock halfway out of the sexy little girl, and then slid it all the way home in her tight little belly. He pushed his cock up hard in the nubile young girl; and felt a little squirt of pre-cum leave his prick, and lubricate the inside of her vagina. Back and forth, back and forth, his big cock slid. There was something incredibly exciting about trying to impregnate an 11-year-old girl, while she slept; knowing she couldn't object. One more push, and John knew the time had come. He was going to do it. He was going to inseminate the sleeping child. He pushed his swollen cock all the way up in the little girl's belly, as spasm after spasm shook him. He was trying to squirt as much of his dangerous baby-making sperm, as far up inside the little girl as he could. The thrill of knowing he might father a child on the innocent young girl, was incredible. It was naughty, and forbidden, and incredibly sexy. Even the slight pangs of conscience that might have spoiled his pleasure, were soothed by the knowledge that Suzy had wanted him to cum in her earlier; and her parents wouldn't get mad, even if he did get the little girl pregnant.



John's ejaculations slowed to squirts, and then dribbles. He pulled his now tender cock from the clasping vagina of the sleeping child. Noticing a bubble of white welling from the little girl's puffy slit, he fumbled for a tissue, and stuck a piece in the child's little hole to act as a plug. He then flopped over on his back alongside the little girl, as the realization came to him of how much he was going to miss the girl ("Woman now," he corrected himself.) when he had to go home the next day. Damn! Only one night with this incredible child, and he was already seriously considering marriage. The self revelation was astounding. He actually loved the little girl. The more he thought about it, the more certain he was. He'd have to ask her in the morning.
All of a sudden, he berated himself for an idiot. The girl was much too young. It would be at least two more years before she could get married even with her parents' consent. Besides, what kind of ego-trip was he on, to think that she'd accept. She had told him that this was just to "Pop her cherry." She'd probably laugh in his face.
This last thought, was too outrageous. John was too intelligent to delude himself with that one. Cindy was too nice a girl to laugh at a prospective suitor. He'd watched the little girl turn down Joe Jackson's crude proposal in the hall one day. She had managed to tell him no, without being sarcastic, or mean. If she could do that with a scumball like J. J., he knew she would find some way to let him down easy. Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. He resolved to ask the child (Woman) the next day, First Thing. With that resolution, John Stockdale wrapped his arms around the sleeping child and went to sleep. It was so comfortable that the last thought he had as he drifted off to slumberland, was, "I could get used to this, very easily."



"Marylin was just giving his cock one last tongue-licking suck." Page 111 



The next morning, John woke up to a hard-on. There was a warm slippery something moving up and down on his cock. After a few seconds, he recognized the sensation of a terrific blow-job.
"You don't have to do that, Honey," he told Cindy through closed eyes; enjoying the sensations of a warm wonderful mouth sucking on his rapidly expanding prick. He reached down to rub the girl's scalp while he talked. His fingers tangled in the girl's soft curly hair when he started to rub.
"Curly hair?!" his mind screamed at him, "Cindy has beautiful straight brown hair." His eyes snapped open as he jerked upright, and looked into the friendly eyes of Marylin Summers. Marylin was just giving his cock one last tongue- licking suck. The amazing little girl with the big boobs was completely naked, except for a flimsy bra tucked underneath her dangling mammarys, and a friendly grin.
"Isn't this a nice way to wake up?" inquired Marylin. "I try to wake Billy up this way whenever I can. Makes him get all ready to fuck. I can't imagine why." This last outrageous denial was given with a smirk and a sparkle in her eye that showed that she was sharing a private joke with him.
"But. But what happened. . .?" John Stockdale was at a loss for words.
"To Cindy?" Marylin finished for him. "I sent her in to take care of her big brother, now that her virginity is no longer in the way. I told her that I'd take care of you, until she gets back."
"But I was going to tell her. . .," John's voice trailed off. This was private.
"That you loved her, and wanted her to marry you. Right?" The pretty face smiled at him as she completed his second unfinished sentence, while keeping her hand moving up and down on his rigid cock.
"How. How did You know?" John felt his face flaming red as he asked.
"You kept mumbling about it in your sleep. When I met Cindy in the bathroom this morning, she told me about it. She sounded kind of proud, and yet confused. So I suggested that she go in and take care of her brother; while I took some of the lust out of your love, and toned it down to something a 12-year-old girl could handle." Marylin paused, then continued, "Now don't go getting all uptight. Cindy'll be back here in a few minutes. If you fuck me first, you won't be so horny and goggle-eyed when you propose. That is unless you don't like me." This last was said with a wistfulness that showed how insecure the child really was about her sexuality; in spite of her obvious charms and experience.
"Uh no. It's not that. It's just that Cindy. . ." John's voice trailed off again. How was he going to explain this to this amazing young girl?
"Cindy knows what I'm doing, and doesn't mind. If she did, do you think she would have left me alone in here with you?" The girl raised her eyebrows in question.



"Uh, no but. . ." John couldn't think of what to say.
"No buts. Now come here, and fuck me. That is, unless you don't want to." Marylin moved over on the bed, and motioned for the man to get on top of her.
John Stockdale gave up. It seemed like this house was filled with sexual conspiracies. He rolled over on top of the blond sex maniac, and grabbed her enormous mammarys. "OK," he said, "but first, I'm going to do this." With this, he started sucking on one large tit, while he massaged the other with his left hand. His right hand was not idle. He reached down between the girl's legs, and started pushing his index finger in and out of her squishy love hole.
"Oh Mr. Stockdale. How did you know that I love to have my tits sucked? Do that some more. Push your finger right up inside! Augghh!" The 16-year-old girl began to climax around his probing digit.
"I know just what horny little girls like you need. And right now, what you need is more of this!" With this statement, John switched. He moved his mouth to the other swollen tit, and swapped hands his right hand started caressing the girl's right breast, while his left dipped into the creaming little fuzzy slot that had been sucking on his right hand.
"Oh that feels so good. Now fuck me. Please?" The pleading of the 16-year-old sexpot was too much. John got between the girl's legs, and positioned his engorged cock in her fuzz-covered little hole
"OK Marylin, here it comes," he exclaimed, as he pushed his swollen member all the way up in the girl with a rush. The man felt a tight ring surround the head of his penis, and then slip down his cock until it grabbed the base so tightly, it was almost painful. The teenager was even tighter than Cindy, and Cindy had been a virgin! The squeezing of the girl's vagina as she started to climax, trying to milk the sperm up from his balls and into her eager young belly was incredible. John knew he wasn't going to last long.
"Marylin, slow up," he cautioned the madly humping girl, "I'm going to cum!"
"Do it," she grunted. "Cum in me. 'Want your cum in me."
"Shouldn't I pull out?" John asked, "I don't want to knock you up."
"'s OK," the oversexed teenybopper assured him, "'On the pill. Squirt your cum in my belly. Now! Unnh UnnnGh!" She suddenly grabbed him in an embrace that threatened to choke him as her pelvis went into high-gear, and her vaginal muscles spasmed so hard around his cock that he felt she might tear it off if she wasn't careful. John Stockdale's penis had had enough. It bulged dangerously, and began to spew thick sticky ropes of semen into the vagina of the climaxing teenager. Squirt after squirt. John felt like he was emptying his whole body into the belly of the orgasming young girl. Finally, his ejaculations slowed to a trickle of sperm leaking from the head of his penis into the girl's spasming hole.



"Oh God that was good!" said Marylin, as she came down from her mighty climax. "I always wanted to fuck you. Ever since if first entered your class, I knew that one day I'd have to have you. If I'd known that it would be this good, I'd probably have raped you back then." She followed this with a little giggle as her body started to relax.
John had to agree. It had been good. Still. . . "Uh Marylin. Don't get hung up on me. Right now, Cindy is the girl I want," he warned.
"Oh don't be silly," she replied, "I know that! I love Billy too. That doesn't keep me from getting a little on the side." She stopped to giggle. "Or a lot, as the case may be. Billy understands, and so does Cindy. I just want you to fuck me once in a while. I'll get Cindy's permission each time, if that'll ease your conscience. OK?"
"Well, under those conditions, what can I say but OK?" John replied, as he tried to disconnect from the incredible young girl. A tight ring squeezed its way down the length of his prick, stripping one last sticky glob of sperm from the head of his cock, into the welcoming belly of the oversexed teenager with the incredible bosom. "I'll get a tissue," he said, as his penis finally snapped out.
"Don't bother," said Marylin, "look." Sure enough, not a drop of semen leaked out of the girl's vagina, as she got up and headed for the connecting bathroom. "I can keep it inside for hours," she assured him. Her muscular control was incredible.
"Which reminds me," she continued, as she stopped, posing naked, in the doorway, "I want you to promise me something."
"Well, that depends," said John carefully. "What?"
"Someday, after I'm married, I might want to have a baby. Your baby. I want you to promise that you'll fuck me then, and help me get pregnant. You won't have to support the baby or anything, just help me make it."
"But what about Billy, and Cindy?" John temporized.
"Billy knows about me, and will do what I want. He's already told me that if I marry him, I could have a baby by anybody I want. He just insists that at least every other one be his. As for Cindy, I'd get her permission first. Who knows, If you two are married by that time, maybe she'll want to have one by Billy, and we'd just swap."
The thought was too incredible. "Well, OK. If you say so," he replied.
"I do say so. Promise?"
"OK, Ok. I promise. Now get your cute little ass out of here, and send Cindy back when she's finished with her brother."



Marylin wiggled her "cute" little ass back at him as she proceeded through the bathroom without stopping to drain his seed out of her vagina. She kept on going right through the connecting door on the other side; leaving both doors open so that John could see into the other bedroom. There was part of a bed visible in the opposite doorway; on which, John could see Cindy's torso, as it shook with regular jolts. Someone was obviously fucking the little girl; and from the sound of it, she was about to have a rousing climax.
"Oh Billy. Fuck me, Fuck me FUCK ME!" The obscene words spilled from the little girl's lips. "Squirt your sperm in my belly. Don't hold back. Let me feel you cum in me. Unh Unnnnh!" These last 2 grunts were forced from the child's lips, as her brother jammed his cock high up into her tight little snatch and held it there, as he ejaculated squirt after thick sticky squirt of potent seed right up inside his own little sister's belly, where it belonged.
Shortly, Cindy appeared in the doorway; the very picture of a freshly fucked young girl. Her brother's sperm was leaking out of her little slit, and dribbling down her leg; as she hurried to the stool, and began to clean herself up with tissue. She looked over at the man standing in the doorway with an embarrassed grin.
"Sorry," she said, "I just had to let him. If it wasn't for Billy, I'd probably have been out screwing half the school by now, and have been pregnant 6 times over."
John nodded his understanding; and then said, "could we talk, privately? Please?" This last was almost a plaintive plea for understanding.
"Yes Dear," said Cindy. She figured she knew what the conversation was going to be about.
John's heart raced. She had called him, "Dear." Now he could only hope, that the little girl knew what that term of endearment had meant to him.
Cindy finished her toilet; and reentered the room, shutting the door behind her. The young girl walked, unselfconsciously naked, over to the man sitting on the bed, and cuddled up in his l