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Generations of Daughters
by Edspony3 (edspony3@hotmail.com)
edited by Bud Stamper

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I bred many generations of offspring. This is the story 
of the first two. (mf-teens, inc, nc, rp)

***

It's early morning and I'm just starting to wake up. I 
lay here and smile. I feel so good. Lying up against me 
with her head inside my left arm and on my shoulder is 
my sixth-generation daughter, Tina. Her little titties 
with their hard nipples are pressing against my side. 
Her outside leg is thrown over mine. Her inner thigh is 
all sticky with my cum, and her arm is lying across my 
stomach with her hand holding my cock. I glance over at 
my wife, Sara, on the other side of the bed. She is 
already awake and smiling back at me.

I'm ninety-nine, and have had a full night. My daughter 
has just had her thirteenth birthday, and a good time 
was had by all. Hopefully she is pregnant, but we'll 
continue breeding her until she has missed her period.

I really want to live to be a hundred so that I can 
hold my seventh-generation daughter. That would make 
her my great, great, great, great, great granddaughter.

All this started early in the twentieth century on a 
warm summer day. You see, I grew up in a small, 
Midwestern, farming community. Sara lived next door to 
me. I had a crush on her, but I was a couple of years 
older and, unfortunately, she had no interest in me. 
For her thirteenth birthday she had a big party, but I 
wasn't invited. So I went down to the dump to shoot 
rats with my slingshot. 

While I was there, I found a bunch of empty bottles, 
and thought that they'd make great targets and be 
easier to hit than rats, since they didn't move. One of 
the bottles that I was going to set up for target 
practice had a label on it that said 'chloroform,'and 
still had a little bit of liquid in the bottom. WOW! 
Did I ever get an evil plan! I'd teach her not to 
invite me to her birthday party!

I went home and set my plan into action. I got a rag 
from the rag bin, and some rope from the storeroom. 
About midnight, I got out of bed and picked up my sack 
of stuff, snuck out of my bedroom window, climbed down 
the tree, went through the hedge, up the morning-glory 
trellis, and through the window into Sara's bedroom. I 
poured some of the chloroform onto the rag and held it 
against her nose and mouth until I was sure that she 
was out. 

I took the rope from the sack and tied her arms and 
legs spread-eagled to the four corners of her bed. Then 
I took my pocketknife and cut off her nightgown, then 
cut two strips from it, one for a gag, and another to 
blindfold her so that when she came to, she couldn't 
identify me and cause me problems later.

There she was, naked, for me to look at and feel-up. I 
touched her small titties with my fingers and, when 
they got hard, tried to suck some milk out of them. Of 
course it didn't work, but what did I know? I was only 
fifteen after all. Anyway, back to the story. 

I then put my hand down to her pussy and felt the fuzz 
that was there. It was short, and so soft that you 
really wouldn't call it hair yet -- just soft, silky 
strands. Feeling her slit, I found a bud near the top 
that I rubbed for a little while. She must have liked 
it, because her pussy moved up to meet my finger, and I 
think that she was starting to wake up from my doing 
that. I then moved my hand down and slid my middle 
finder into her pussy. 

Boy, it excited me that it was wet and tight. My finger 
went in a long inch, and then something stopped it! I 
thought that pussies were supposed to be deeper than 
that, and just assumed that it would get deeper as she 
got older.

I decided that I couldn't wait any longer, as my cock 
was so hard that it was almost hurting, so I took off 
my pajamas and crawled up onto the bed between Sara's 
legs. I centered my cock in her slit and pushed. It 
went in a little bit and then stopped, but I knew what 
to do next because I had watched some dogs fuck -- so I 
started to shove in and out. Wow, did it feel good. I 
got so exited that I shoved my cock hard into her 
pussy, and it sank all the way into her. She jumped 
when this happened and tried to get up but couldn't, 
because I'd tied her up securely. 

I just kept pumping away because it felt so good, until 
my cock and balls began to feel all tingly and started 
to squirt stuff up inside of Sara's pussy. She was 
really trying to get loose at this point when I heard a 
noise come from her parent's bedroom. I thought that 
her dad might be coming down the hall to see what all 
the commotion was about, so I pulled my dick out of her 
pussy, shoved all the stuff, including the pajamas into 
the sack, raced home, and retreated naked to my bedroom 
to hide.

When I got back into my bedroom I put my pajamas back 
on, stuffed the sack into the back of the closet, and 
hid under the covers. I couldn't get to sleep because I 
was really excited about what had happened, but I was a 
little bit scared too. In a few minutes, I saw the 
lights come on in Sara's house and bedroom window, and 
a little bit later the police arrived. An hour later 
the police left, the lights went out, and all was 
quiet. I then decided that I was safe. I lifted the 
finger that I had stuck-up Sara's pussy with, held it 
up to my nose and sniffed it. It smelled so good that I 
licked it off and then promptly fell asleep.

Sara got knocked up from the rape. They never did catch 
the rapist. I volunteered to marry her so that the baby 
would have a daddy. Everyone said that I was too young 
to get married, but I insisted that that was what I 
wanted to. So, we got married just after I turned 
sixteen -- and just before my daughter Annie was born. 
Daughter number 1.

After the baby came, we couldn't live with Sara's folks 
anymore. Her parents gave us an eighty acre farm a mile 
outside of town that had belonged to Sara's 
grandparents. Well, I didn't like farming, so we 
rented-out the farmland, but lived in the house while I 
started working in Sara's dad's hardware store to make 
a living.

When Annie turned thirteen, we planned to have a 
birthday party for her in the evening after I got off 
work. It was Saturday, and we could sleep-in late the 
next morning. Sara was helping-out at the store while 
one of the female clerks was on maternity leave, but 
she left the store at noon to come home and get things 
ready for the birthday party. 

When she got to the house, Sara looked into the living 
room window and saw Annie lying on the couch wearing 
only her panties. A boy was sucking her titties, while 
she was giving another one a blowjob. Needless to say, 
the boys were quickly sent packing. If we hadn't 
invited so many people to the party, it would have been 
cancelled, but we decided to hold it anyway so that we 
wouldn't have to make up any excuse for canceling it on 
such short notice.

Annie was sent to bed right after the party and I sat 
down to talk with Sara about what to do about her. Sara 
said, "The only way to calm her down and to save her 
reputation is to get her pregnant!"

I was flabbergasted! "Will that work? Who can we get to 
fuck her that won't say anything?" Looking at me she 
said, "Getting pregnant worked for me, didn't it? You 
should be the one to do it!"

"Alright, I'll go along with it, if that's what you 
think it'll take." Sara added, "We'll raise the baby as 
our own since I've never been able to get pregnant 
again. It'd be like our own little one in the house." 

We talked about it a while more and decided that the 
best time to do it was right now, before Annie could 
get into any more trouble.

Up the stairs we went. We opened the door, reached in 
and turned on the lights, and walked into Annie's room. 
She was lying in bed and had her hand under her 
nightgown rubbing her pussy, with a smile on her face. 
When she saw us, she sat up with a shocked look on her 
face.

Her voice was teenage-huffy. "What're you doing in my 
room, why don't you knock first?" 

Moving quickly, Sara grabbed her wrists and pulled her 
onto her back in the bed, with her arms held near the 
headboard. 

"Use your pocketknife and cut off her nightgown!" 

(For those who were wondering, yes it's the same knife. 
I consider it my lucky knife and have used it at all of 
the girls 'parties.) Annie began to scream and 
struggle. 

"Hurry up and get it off of her! Cut it into strips so 
we can tie her hands to the headboard!"

Finally, we got the gown off and tied her hands. She 
lessened her struggling, but not her screaming.

"Quit screaming or I'll gag you!" her mom said. "It 
hurts my ears! No one can hear you this far out in the 
country anyway!

Sara said that she wanted to go first and warm Annie up 
for me, since it was her idea to begin with. She 
immediately got on the bed and lay down beside our 
daughter. She leaned over and started sucking and 
nibbling on Annie's nipples. She slid her hand down 
between her thighs and started playing with her pussy, 
stroking a finger in and out of her pussy. Sara looked 
at me and smiled. 

"We got to her in time, 'cause her cherry's still 
intact." 

Sara kept working on Annie's nipples and pussy for 
about a half-hour. Annie had cum many times by then, 
and was now in a state of almost constant climax. Sara 
looked at me and said, "She's ready for you. Get up 
here and breed her!"

Was I ready! I had almost cum many times just watching 
the two of them. Well, I climbed onto the bed and 
slipped between my Annie's legs. I put my, now very 
hard, dick to the entrance of her pussy and shoved. It 
slid in about two inches and then stopped; I thought 
that I was in heaven. I pulled almost all the way out, 
took a deep breath, and then plunged into Annie's pussy 
as deeply as I could go. Her cherry popped without 
anyone hardly noticing. I came almost instantly, 
filling her pussy with loads of my stringy, white baby-
making cum.

We all rested for about a half-hour and then started 
again. Sara started by eating Annie's pussy for fifteen 
minutes. This really drove Annie nuts, and she pleaded 
with me to please untie her hands and to fuck her 
again, and I gladly freed her. It lasted about an hour 
this time, but boy did I really have to hold-out really 
hard not to cum too soon. When I finally came, we were 
both screaming with joy.

Sara and I then retied Annie's hands to the sideboards 
of the bed so that she couldn't get up and clean 
herself up. Since we both wanted Annie to get pregnant, 
we wanted the cum to stay in her pussy where it would 
do the most good. Well it worked; nine months later 
Lisa was born.

Sara said, "We should have a party like this whenever a 
daughter turns thirteen."

So that's what we've done. Every thirteen years I have 
bred another daughter. The others daughters were Tammy, 
Joan, Wendy, and Tina. Sara and I raised Annie, Lisa, 
and Tammy as our daughters. Tammy still lives with us 
and is raising Joan, Wendy, Tina, and will probably 
raise the next daughter as her own as well.

Annie is a curly red-head, and Lisa has red wavy hair. 
All of the other daughters have brown, wavy hair. In 
fact, the last three look so much alike that they could 
be triplets, if they were the same age.

All of the daughters, except for Tina, have gotten 
married and have other kids of their own. Sara and I 
have many grandkids of all generations to keep us 
company. We really have enjoyed our lives even though 
we're both getting old now and slowing down a lot.

Last night was the most special of any of our 
daughter's 'cumming' out parties. After all the cake, 
candles, and presents, Tina was sent to bed. An hour 
later Sara, all my other daughters, and I went upstairs 
to Tina's bedroom and marched right in. Boy, were we 
surprised! No one was there! We then heard Tina yelling 
that she was over in grandma's and grandpa's bedroom. 

Well, we all trooped into the other bedroom and there 
was Tina, sitting on our bed, wearing a big smile and 
her birthday suit -- and nothing else. She said that 
she wondered what took us so long, since she'd been 
ready for what-seemed-like forever.

I don't know who told her, or how she figured it out, 
but was she ever ready. 

We... No, I don't think I'll tell you yet. I believe 
I'll just save the story of that evening for another 
time.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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