"What's that DaddeeeeeEk! Oh! Oooh. Huh! Sorry Billy, I
just sat on something I shouldn't have. It's OK now."
"You're sure? Both of you look like you're sweating."
"Huh. Huh. It's OK, really. What's that you wanted us to
do, Daddy?"
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"Well, You know the cabin down by the lake? Remember how it
got trashed, by those two bums. . . Well, OK college-students.
They acted like bums."
"Uhuh. Oooh, that feels. . . Sorry Daddy. Huf. Huf."
"Well, I wondered if you two would clean it up for me. I'd
make it worth your while. Oooh."
"You Ok Mr. . . Bob?"
"It's OK. Well?"
"I don't know. What exactly is the deal?"
"Well, If I drop you two off down there this weekend,
there's One-hundred dollars in it, for each of you, if you can
have it cleaned up, by the time I pick you up Sunday night, at
about 10:00. What do you think."
"Uh, Gee, I don't know."
"I'll supply the food, and you can both use the boat and
hot-tub. How's that sound."
"It's more than generous, but I don't know."
"What's the trouble? Got another date?" <snicker>
"Daddy! You know he's not dating anybody but me."
"I know, Hoooo. Huh. That's what I was giggling about.
What's the trouble son?"
"Uh. It's Marge. And me. I mean, where are we going to
sleep?"
"Oh don't worry about that! There's a pull-out bed down
there, and a BIG sleeping bag that fits right on top of it. I'm
sure you two kids will do just fine. Is that all?"
"You mean, you want me and Marge to sleep. . ."
"Inside the cabin? Of course! That's why I'm sending you
down there with her. You never know, with some of the men around
here, what they might do to an innocent little girl like
Margaret. That's why I want you to go down there with her. I
want you to promise me, you'll stay as close to her, as you can.
Promise?"
"Uh. OK. If you say so."
"Good. If you're there, I won't have to worry about
Margaret sleeping alone."
"Uh."
"Aaaah!"
"Marge?"
"Nuh, huh, huthing. I. . . I'm Ok."
"Uncle Bob? You don't look so good either."
"Oh, Daddy's OK. Believe me, Daddy's doing just fine!
Hooo!"
"Yes. . . Hoo. As I was saying, 'You never know what some
horny guy might do to a little girl like Margaret here, if left
alone with her.' I want you to make sure she gets everything she
needs, while she's down there. Promise?"
"Uh. . . I guess."
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"Good. I knew I could trust you. Just last week, I heard
about this man, who left his teenaged daughter alone, and some
guy came along, found the little girl alone, and next thing you
know he was on top of her, pumping her tight little slit full of
baby-juice. He must have fucked the little girl every day, for
over a week. The kid didn't object, 'cause how was SHE to know
you weren't supposed to let a man squirt his stuff inside you?
The parents came home a week later and before you know it, the
kid has a big belly. Oh, Sorry Margaret. I didn't mean to shock
you."
"It's Ok Daddy. I've heard of this kind of stuff before."
"You have? Oh. Sorry. So you see why I'm sending you
along with my daughter."
"Uh. . . I guess."
"I don't want some strange guy coming along, and knocking my
little girl up. You'll see to it, that doesn't happen, won't
you?"
"No strange man, is going to get MY girlfriend pregnant."
"Good. Then you'll do it?"
"Do what? . . . You don't mean. . ."
"Clean up the cabin, what else? Oh. You don't mean. . .
Oh, haw, haw, haw! That's cute! Hey Margaret, your boyfriend
thought I was asking him to. . ."
"I know, Daddy. You're embarrassing him. Please?"
"OK. That's settled then. Do you drive Billy?"
"I'm sixteen."
"OK. Tomorrow at 8:00 in the morning, I'll have the Jeep
packed with food and gear, and you two can take off. Margaret
knows the way there. I'll be down there Sunday, about 10 o'clock
at the earliest, and 11 at the latest. If everything's spick and
span, you both get the $100. If everything is BETTER than I
expect, you get an extra $25. Agreed?"
"I guess. About Margaret, sir. . ."
"You just take good care of my little girl, and make sure
she gets whatever she needs. OK?"
"OK, I guess."
"Daddy, I've got to go pee."
"Oh. OK. Let's all get up and go then. OOooh. Ooof."
"Aaahh. Thanks Daddy."
"Margie, Why don't you give your boyfriend a kiss good
night, while I take care of something in the bathroom."
"OK Daddy!"
"C'mere, lover."
"Lover? Uh Marge, I dunno. . . I. . .Mmmmmmmmph. Oooh.."
<smack>
"Uh Margaret?"
"Uh?"
"Your father. It almost sounded as though he wanted me
to. . ."
"Yeh, it almost did, didn't it. Don't worry about it.
We've got two whole days together, starting tomorrow, to think
about this."
"Uh. . ."
"Oh kiss me, idiot, then go home."
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"Mmmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmmmm. Hooo. Well, I guess I'll see you
in the morning."
"Good night Billy."
"Good night, Margaret."
"Billy!"
"Sorry. Good night, Marge."
"Good night."
<click>
"Whew! . . . Oh my God! I'm leaking!"
"Is he gone yet?"
"Uhuh. Move. I've got to get to the bathroom. . . Oh God,
what a mess!"
"I must have squirted about a gallon of cum in you."
"Two gallons, from the feel of it. God, that was so sexy.
Feeling you squirting your sperm in me, while Billy didn't even
have a clue."
"When you came there, I didn't have any choice. The feeling
of your tight little slit squeezing on me, would have been enough
to make a statue squirt sperm, and I'm no statue."
"Hooo. I guess it's a good thing my periods have stopped."
"Huh?"
"With all this baby-juice you squirted in my womb tonight, I
probably WOULD get pregnant, even if you ARE my own father."
"Well, why don't we just go down to the bedroom, and test
that little theory out?"
"Daddy! You sound like you WANT to get me pregnant."
"So, would you mind having your father's baby, growing in
that tight little tummy of yours?"
"Of course not, Daddy, It's just that you. . ."
<click>
.
.
.
"Daddy? Do you think he'll like it?"
"If he's male, believe me, he'll like it."
"It seem so simple though."
"That's the idea. Sometimes the simplest things are the
sexiest."
"But just a shirt?"
"Not just a shirt. A long COTTON shirt. One that is almost
as long as most mini-skirts."
"But shouldn't I be wearing a sexy bra, or something?"
"No. With this shirt hugging you, your nipples show right
through the cloth. Believe me, that's sexier than any bra."
"but no earrings, or makeup?"
"No. They spoil the image of sweet innocent little girl.
The same thing with high-heels. You want to look like you're
completely unaware of how sexy you look. You just think it's
'cute' to wear only a shirt and panties. You don't even know,
that men like to look at your body, so you don't care if they see
it."
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"Like a nudist, Daddy?"
"Somewhat. More like a 5-year-old girl, who takes her
clothes off in front of the family, when she gets caught in the
sprinkler, and her clothes get all wet. She doesn't know, or
even care that the men in the family are staring at her naked
little body."
"Daddy! That sounds awfully familiar! Just who is this
'supposed' little girl you are talking about?"
"You of course, when you were 5 years old, and your cousin
Billy was over for the first time."
"Ohmigod! You don't suppose that was why he's been chasing
me all these years?"
"Could be. I know that just the memory, still give ME a
hard-on."
"Ooooh, You DO have a hard-on. Too bad we don't have any
time to do something about it."
"Yeh. It's a shame, isn't it."
"Daddy! You came in me three times last night, and twice
this morning. You're just a horny old goat!"
"I'm just trying to make up for you being gone this weekend,
Honey."
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I'll make it up to you, when I get back.
You'll feel like a whole harem of schoolgirls were sucking and
fucking you."
"How am I EVER going to make it until Sunday."
"Daddy! we just can't!"
"You're right. <sigh> C'mon, lets get this stuff put out
there. You got everything?"
"Soap, towels, two bikinis, six pairs of panties, one lacy
bra, one pair of short socks, toothpaste, a book to read. Yeah,
I think I've got everything."
"No blouses? No pants? No dresses? No shirts, except the
one you're wearing?"
"Check."
"Good. What's your excuse?"
"They were in the dryer, and I thought YOU packed them."
"Good. What about sex-things?"
"Letsee, a porno-book, that I just 'found' lying around the
house." <giggle>
"What else?"
"K-Y lube, that I 'borrowed' from the bathroom, and a six-
pack of condoms."
"Good. Hopefully, you won't need them."
"I know. I've got them hidden. They're only in case he's
scared of getting me pregnant, and won't do it without them."
"Good. Did you prepare them?"
"Uhuh. Just like you told me to. The first one is OK. All
the rest, I nicked the tip with a razor. They won't tear, until
he's all the way up inside me, and hopefully won't notice until
he's already filled my tummy with sperm. I figure after
squirting in me a couple of times, he'll decide why bother?"
"What if he brings his own?"
"I substitute mine."
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"Good. I fixed the sleeping bag, while I was down there.
It's impossible to separate the two of them. The one zipper is
stuck."
<giggle> "What did you use?"
"Super-glue."
"Heh. I like it. He won't have a chance, will he?"
"Not if you do your job."
"Think I'm capable of seducing a man?"
"Want me to show you?"
"Daddy! He's almost here!"
"Well, don't tease me like that."
"Sorry Daddy. I wish we DID have time for you to take me in
the bedroom, and give me one last little squirt of incestuous
Daddy-cum. But. . ."
"But if nothing else, you don't want to smell like a
whorehouse, when he gets here. Right?"
"Right. Sorry, Daddy."
"Me too." <sigh>
"Daddy! He's coming!"
<CCRRrrrrruuunnncchhh!>
<Bing> <bong>
"Daddy, quick! Get that out of sight. If he sees
that. . ."
"Got it."
<click>
"Hi Marge, ready to. . . to. . . Wow!"
"Like my outfit?"
"LIKE it? Wow! Are you sure Your father doesn't mind?"
"Don't be silly. Daddy picked it out. See, matching
panties."
"Ohmigosh. Marge!"
"Yes Daddy?"
"Those aren't the same panties you. . . you. . ."
"Uhuh. Why?"
"Oh, never mind. You don't have time to change now, anyway.
Got everything?"
"Uhuh."
"Uh Marge, is that all you're going to wear?"
"Why not? It's warm out, and there's nobody else to see,
except you. Oh. The rest of my clothes are in the bag. Daddy
and I packed this morning. C'mon, let's go. I want to have that
place cleaned up by this afternoon, so we can spend the rest of
the day on the lake, or in the hot-tub."
"Hot tub?"
"Didn't Daddy tell you? It's a redwood tub, and just big
enough for two to four people. And wait 'till you hear the tub-
rules, for what you wear. . ."
<click>
"Hoo Boy."
"You're kidding!"
<slam!>
<CRrrruunnchh>
"Oh God. I hope I don't regret this."
.
.
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"Hi kids! Ready to go?"
"Hi Daddy! Just a sec, and I'll grab my stuff."
"Well Billy, did you take good care of Margie?"
"Uh. . . I think so."
"good. She certainly doesn't look any the worse for wear.
How about you? Did Margaret take good care of you too?"
"Did she ever! Oh, Sorry M. . . Uncle Bob."
"Good. Here's your money. You two did a bang-up job. I'm
even throwing in the extra $25. OK?"
"Uh. I really shouldn't. With Marge here and all, I. . ."
"Don't be silly! You both worked hard, and Margie gets her
share too. Just because you both had fun, doesn't mean you don't
get paid."
"Uh, yes. . . fun."
"You did have fun, didn't you? I'd hate to think I stranded
the two of you out here, and you didn't like it. Did you try the
hot-tub?"
"Uhuh. Uh, Margaret told me. . ."
"Haw, haw! Don't tell me Margie gave you that old chestnut
about the rules calling for no clothes in the tub, did she?"
"Uh well. . . Yes she did."
"I thought so. Every so often, somebody falls for that one.
It's OK son, Margaret's pulled some fast ones on me too,
sometimes. At least YOU didn't fall for this one. Huh, huh."
"Well I. . ."
"I thought so. Remember, don't tell the next guy. Sometime
I'll tell you about the first time Margie used the pool."
"She already told me."
"Oh. Well, OK. Now why don't you take the Jeep back home,
and I'll take Margie. Heck. You two did such a good job here,
maybe we'll stay the night, and head back in the morning."
"Uh. . . The bed. . ."
"Don't worry about it. If the bed isn't made, Margie and I
will make out fine. You two did, didn't you."
"Uh, yes but. . ."
"Oh go on. We'll see you tomorrow. Go on, get in. I can
take care of Margaret."
"Oh. Yeh. That's right, you can. Sorry, I wasn't
thinking."
"Why don't you come over tomorrow night for supper, and
maybe stay the night. We'll put you up someplace."
"You won't mind? Really?"
"I'm sure Margie will mind, if you DON'T come, if you know
what I mean."
"Yeh. Margaret really does have a mind of her own, don't
she?"
"Uhuh. Now you know why I've been so picky about who she
sees. You coming?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Believe me, you won't regret it."
"Oh I believe you, all right. See you tomorrow."
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"Bye."
"Bye."
"Bye Billy!"
"Bye, Hon."
<slam!>
<screeeech!>
"Hon, huh?"
"You don't mind, do you Daddy?"
"If he DIDN'T have some term of affection for you, after
this weekend, THEN I would mind."
"Oh Daddy, I love you."
"Well, if you do, let's go inside, and you can show me.
I've got about enough sperm bottled up in me, to knock up half
the county, if it gets loose."
<giggle> "Well, we'd better make sure that only the right
girl gets this load of baby-juice then, huh Daddy?"
"And which girl is that, Honey?"
"How about ME, Daddy, won't I do? Wouldn't you like to
stick that big nasty prick up inside your little girl's hot
little hole, and squirt her full of the thick sticky white-stuff
that makes babies?"
"Oh God Margie! You're just too sexy for your own good."
<giggle> "I know it, Daddy."
"Huh?"
"Oh shut up and fuck me. Stick that nasty old baby-maker up
in your little girl's tummy, and give our little girl her own
father's sperm to swim in."
"Oh God, MARGARET. Oh. Oh. Oooohh."
"How about it Daddy, want to make a baby in our baby?"
"Oh Jesus. Oh. Oh. Ooooh."
"Feel's good to squirt your sperm in your pregnant daughter.
Huh, Daddy?"
"I get the point, Margie. I'm not dense. You know huh?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
"I guess it is. What's the matter? I thought you WANTED my
baby. Didn't Billy fuck you?"
"Oh Daddy. We were fucking before we got two miles down the
road."
"That quick?"
"Uhuh. That shirt-outfit was something! When Billy found
out I didn't mind having his arm around me, we pulled over to
smooch a little, and one thing led to another, and before you
know it, he was fucking me right through the same hole in my
panties that you fucked me through the other night. We never
even got undressed, or out of the car. 'Wham, Bam, Thank-you-
Mam!' It was so quick, it was almost funny."
"Wow. So, what IS the matter?"
"Daddy, you lied to me."
"Huh? Margie! WHEN did I ever lie to you."
"Oh Daddy, stop it! It's bad enough that you lied to me. I
don't mind that so much, though as far as I know, you never did
before, but to deny it is too much!"
"Suppose you tell me, just where I lied to you, and if I
agree, then I'll not only apologize, I'll do everything in my
power to make it up to you."
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"Daddy! Oh well, you asked for it! Let me tell you what
happened next, and then maybe you'll understand."
"I'm listening."
"Well, after Billy first fucked me, it was almost comical."
"Huh? He wanted to do it again, right there?"
"Oh no, Daddy. Billy was scared to death."
"Huh?"
"Billy was scared that he might have accidentally knocked me
up (Not like YOU, Daddy.) and was apologizing all over the place,
for not using a rubber. It was just that he got so excited, he
didn't even THINK about them, until it was too late. I tried to
tell him, that he needn't worry, but he kept on and on. He
seemed to think I didn't know ANYTHING about sex, or how babies
were made, and he told me in explicit detail."
"Oh."
"Oh, is right. That's what I thought. Before I knew what
was happening, I asked him why couldn't fathers get their little
girls pregnant, and he asked me, 'Who told me that?' By the time
we got to the cabin, we BOTH knew I was pregnant, and who had
done it."
"Oh boy!"
"Yeah. That's what I thought. It was only when I told
Billy that I WANTED to have your baby, that I was able to keep
him from heading down to the police-station, and having you
arrested for incest, statutory-rape, sex with a minor, sexual-
assault, child-abuse, endangering a minor. . ."
"Huh? How's that?"
"Getting me pregnant. . . child-neglect, running a house of
ill-repute, and who knows how many more charges."
"How did he figure that last one? I mean. . ."
"Oh That! He figured you were giving ME, as payment for
cleaning up this dump. I put him straight on that one FAST.
Nobody GIVES me to anybody. And I let him know it, in no
uncertain terms. Then, I set him straight on the rest of it."
"How's that?"
"I told him first of all, that you never forced me to have
sex with you, no matter WHAT he thought, and if he tried to
accuse you, I'd deny everything. Then I told him, that I WANTED
your baby, and had been disappointed up to now, that I couldn't.
It took quite a while, to convince him on that one. In fact, we
started picking up the trash around here, while we talked, and
were finished, and had eaten lunch, before I managed to make him
understand. It took me the rest of the afternoon, to convince
him that both you and I really did like him, and you weren't
setting him up to be the fall-guy for me having your baby. You
weren't were you?"
"Oh my God, NO! Though I can see why he might think so. Oh
Golly gee-whiz! I'm going to have to tell him. . ."
"Don't worry, daddy, I already did. After dinner, I managed
to get him loosened up enough to get in the hot-tub, and things
went easier, after that."
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"That old gag still works, huh?"
"Yep, he fell for it, hook, line, and sinker. Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"We've got to get a sign for the tub: 'No clothing
allowed.'"
"Too late Dear, I already let the cat out of the bag."
<giggle> "I meant, for the NEXT sucker."
"Oh. OK."
"So, the rest of the weekend, was almost one long orgy.
When billy found out about the bed, and the zipper with the
super-glue, he laughed so hard, he almost got a hernia. By that
time, Billy knew about the whole thing, and he got a big laugh
out of each part of his planned seduction. All wasted of course,
since he wasn't as shy as we were afraid he was, by a long shot.
He snickered over the 'missing' clothing, and my selection of
clothes that I DID bring. Billy wasn't shy about fucking me,
once he knew I wouldn't get in trouble, if he did. He's almost
as horny as you, Daddy. Then we both read the porno-mag, and
duplicated everything we saw in there."
"Everything?"
"Everything! How cum you've never fucked me in the ass,
Daddy? Billy did, and we both liked it."
"I didn't want to hurt you, Honey. You know that."
"It didn't hurt. We put some of that KY jelly on his prick,
and on my ass, and it went in easy! I almost came, just from
feeling him in my ass. Then he fucked me properly afterwards,
and it was GREAT. Will you fuck me in the ass sometime, Daddy?"
"I guess, if you REALLY want it."
"I do. Maybe tonight?"
"We'll see. Is that all?"
"Mostly. Today I spent most of the day 'modeling' the
bikinis and other sexy-ware I brought along, until Billy couldn't
get it up any more. Then we went swimming for a while, and had
lunch, and then Billy fucked me a couple more times before you
got here. Billy doesn't squirt as much sperm in me as you do,
daddy. Still, he can get it up almost as often. He's not quite
as good a fuck, 'cause he doesn't know what I like so much, but
he's learning fast. I guess, that's it."
"Well? Where is it?"
"Where is what, Daddy?"
"You said, you'd show me where I lied to you. I didn't hear
it."
"Daddeee! Damnit! You told me I couldn't get pregnant by
you! Satisfied?"
"I never told you that."
"Yes you did! You said. . ."
"Think about it. Did I EVER say, 'I can't get you
pregnant.', or even, 'You can't get pregnant by your own
father.'"
"Uh. Well, maybe not in so many words, but. . ."
"Think it over CAREFULLY. Remember, this is a serious
charge you're making. Did I even IMPLY you couldn't get pregnant
by me? . . . Well? Remember the day before you left? If you'll
think about it, I kept TELLING you, you could get pregnant by me,
and you kept making it into a fantasy."
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"But then how did I. . . You MUST have done something!"
"Yes I did, and I'm sorry. When you got the idea at first,
I didn't correct you. In fact, I even encouraged your mistake
by deliberately NOT correcting you, when I could have. It was
kind of sexy at first, thinking about sneaking a baby in your
belly, when you didn't even know you could get pregnant. Then
later on, when there really WAS a chance you might get knocked-
up, you started telling me how much you wished I COULD. I just
couldn't resist seeing how far it would go, before you found out
that not only COULD I make a baby in your tight little tummy, but
I already HAD. Sorry Honey. I almost got us all in a lot of
trouble. Next time, I'll know better."
"It's OK Daddy. I'm not mad at you, though I was, for a
while. I was so busy keeping Billy from going overboard, that I
didn't have TIME to get mad at you, like I wanted to. Then
afterwards, I didn't dare. I mean, if Billy found out I was even
slightly annoyed at you, for getting me with a fat-belly. . .
Whooo!"
"I guess that'll teach me to neglect my kid's education,
huh?"
"Yeah. Can you imagine going to jail, just because you
forgot to tell your little girl how babies were made? Anyway,
that's over. I'm still a little bit annoyed about one thing
though."
"What's that?"
"When you got me pregnant. I missed out on knowing you were
doing it. I wanted to FEEL it, when you made a baby in my
tummy."
"I don't know, it seemed to ME, like you felt it every
time!"
"Oh Daddy! That's not it, and you know it."
"You're right. Sorry Margaret."
"It's OK Daddy. And Daddy?"
"What?"
"I want to apologize for accusing you of lying to me. You
don't know how much it hurt me, to even THINK you had lied to
me."
"Uh. I'm afraid I DO know. Someone I trusted very much,
once lied to me. That's why I promised myself, I was never going
to lie to you. No matter what. So far, I think I've kept my
promise."
"Oh, who was it, Daddy? M. . ."
"Sshhh. Let's just say it was someone I trusted with my
life, and I was betrayed. I don't want you getting mad, when you
don't know the whole story."
"Daddy? Will you tell me some time?"
"Well. . . Maybe when you're 21. . . If you still want me
to. Maybe then, you'll be old enough to understand. Maybe not.
I still don't."
"Promise Daddy?"
<sigh> "OK. OK. I promise."
"Thanks Daddy. Daddy?"
"Huh?"
"Can we take a nap now? All this serious discussion has
made me tired."
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"You just want to go to bed with your old man."
"That too, Daddy." <giggle>
"Hoo boy, you two must have had quite a time of it in this
poor old bag."
"It was fun, Daddy."
"Well, I sure hope so. Here, move over, so I can. . .
Ooof."
"Oh Daddy, you've got another hard-on."
"Well, what do you expect, no sex for two days, then
slipping into bed naked, with the sexiest female in three
states?"
"Daddy! I'm not THAT sexy."
"Ever look in the mirror? Or ask Billy?"
"Billy is prejudiced."
"And so am I? I suppose so. So, what makes you think that
kid in your belly is a little girl?"
"I don't. Oh Daddy, that feels good. Push it up inside me,
so I can sleep with you inside my tummy."
"Might not get much sleep."
"It's OK, Daddy. You can cum in me. Just don't take it
out, OK?"
"OK. If that's what you want."
"Uhuh. I want our little girl to get familiar with her
daddy's big cock."
"Oh SHIT! Oh shit! Oh shit."
"Ooh. I bet our little girl likes that. Feeling her own
Daddy's sperm, when she's still in her momma. Daddy, promise me
something?"
"Hoo. After a cum like that, how can I refuse you anything?
I can't afford anything expensive right now, Kitten."
"It won't cost much Daddy."
"Well, what do you want?"
"Daddy, I know this baby might be a boy, even though I hope
it's a girl. I've already told Billy, that I expect to have at
least two babies by you, before we get married, and he says he's
willing to wait."
"So what do you want? My blessing on you two? You already
HAVE that. And you don't have to have any more babies by me, if
you don't want to. I'll understand. I mean, Billy is a VERY
nice boy. Strike that. Billy is a very nice MAN, and I don't
want to come between you two."
"Daddy, YOU don't understand. Billy is going to have to
wait, 'cause I told him so, until I am finished having as many
babies by my handsome father as I want. I want at least two, and
possibly three or four. Maybe even five or six."
"Oh God! And Billy went along with this?"
"I told him he'd better, if he ever wanted to see me again.
Besides, it's not as if he won't get to fuck me. I might even
marry him, if he's willing to wait for his turn in making a
baby."
"Wow. No wonder Billy called you strong-minded."
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"Daddy, I'm not forcing him to stick around. He wants to.
I'm not going to make him 'beat his meat' all the time he's
waiting though. Especially, now that he's felt what the real
thing is like. Even you. I won't FORCE you to get me pregnant,
if you don't want to. . ."
"Oh, I want to. I want to."
"I thought so."
"So, if it's not Billy, and you already know I'll give you
all the babies you want, what is it?"
"You know what I said about our little girl getting to know
her father's prick? . . . Oh! I see you do. Mmmmmm, it's
getting stiff inside me again."
"No shit! What do you expect, with a fantasy like that?"
"That's the idea. I don't want it to be just a fantasy."
"Margaret, I CAN'T fuck our own baby, while it's still in
your womb."
"Oh don't be silly Daddy, I don't expect you to. You might
even hurt the baby."
"Then what DO you want?"
"Well, if it's a girl, I want you to promise you'll fuck
her."
"I'm not going to rape my own kid."
"I didn't say rape her, Daddy. I said fuck her. Do just
like you did me. Feel her up, rub her titties, put your finger
in her little cunny, and squirt your sperm up inside her, just
like you did to me. Only I want my little girl to be luckier
than I was. I want my little girl to at least have a CHANCE she
might be carrying her own father's baby in her womb, as soon as
possible."
"God Margie. You know how young YOU were, when you started
having periods. . . Do you realize how young she might be, if I
started the first time it was possible? Why she. . ."
"I know, Daddy. I read the articles too. When I think of
how many kids we MIGHT have had by now, I almost want to cry. I
don't want my little girl to miss out, like I did."
"My God, you're serious."
"You bet your boots I am, Daddy. Just think how tight she'd
be inside. Oooh, That got you, didn't it? Making babies in
little girls turns you on, huh? Promise me Daddy. Promise me,
and you can make three or four babies in me. Oh! That's it!
Squirt your sperm in me Daddy. Give our little girl a taste.
She wants it. Please Daddy, Promise?"
"OK. OK. Huf. I promise. On one condition. . . Well,
two."
"What's that Daddy?"
"First, she's got to want it. I'm NOT going to force her,
or even ASK her. She's got to come to me, and ask."
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"That's easy. I wouldn't expect anything different, anyway.
However, I'm NOT going to hide how much I like sex from her, and
she's going to know I like getting it from my own daddy. I don't
think she'll wait as long as you might expect. What's the other
condition?"
"That if it's a BOY, you agree to do the same thing with
him. I STILL have wet-dreams about my mother, that I wish I
could make real. If you don't want your little girl to miss out,
neither do I want my son to."
"Now THAT is a promise!"
"Promise."
"Night dear."
"Night Daddy. Push it up in me a little more. . . There. I
don't want it leaking all over the bed. Thanks.
"Sweet dreams."
"Mmmmm. . ."
<zzzZZZZZzzzzzZZAWAZZzzz>
"Damnit. She's snoring again. Oh well, if I can't sleep,
what CAN I do? I guess I'll figure something out. Heh. Heh.
Cute little baby girl, with her own father's prick stuck up
inside her hot little hole, squirting sperm into her tight little
belly, to join the kid he's already planted in her. . . Oh God,
I. . . I. . . Oh Jesus, that's good. Hooo. . . NOW what am I
going to do? I don't dare pull out. I'll get cum all over the
sleeping bag. Oh damn, I'm trapped."
<zzZZAWZZZzzzzzZZKZZzzz>
"Oh boy."
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