CONVRSN3.TXT (Mf, pedo, incest, cons)

                        Conversations III
                         An Erotic Story


   Looking at the two women drinking coffee at the kitchen table, 
you could tell they were related.  Both are strikingly beautiful, 
with long brown hair, entrancing eyes, and flashing smiles that 
seem to captivate any man looking their way.  They both have that 
indefinable glow that seems to set some women apart from 
others. . . That attracts men like flies, and sets other women's 
teeth on edge.  They don't have the movie-star quality of beauty; 
but given a choice, you know that most men would choose one of 
these two over a Hollywood sex-symbol any day of the week.  What 
they DO have, is a love of life and an exuberance that makes you 
wonder if they are as good in bed as they look.  Somehow you can 
tell that both women enjoy sex, without even asking. . . And you 
start to dream about how they would enjoy sex with you.  Even 
another woman might be so tempted.  They look too similar to be 
just friends. . . They must be relatives.  At first, you might 
mistake them for twins.  But looking closer, one of them has an 
indefinable sense of maturity that the enthusiasm of the other 
seemed to lack.  After watching awhile, you realize what looks so 
familiar about the two.  They are just like the mother-daughter 
pairs you see on television, where you are invited to pick out, 
"Which one is the 30-year-old mother, and which is her daughter?"  
The two COULD be either mother-and-daughter, or sisters, like 
your first impression.  If you were able to listen in on their 
quiet conversation, you might find out which.  On the other hand, 
you might just end up more confused. . .

   "Do you think they'll fall for it?"
   "Like 10,000 bricks falling down a well.  Heck, look how the 
        older girls fell for that line of your husband's. . . 
        'Make their period stop,' indeed!"
   <Giggle.>
   <Giggle.>
   "Well he did."
   "Yeah.   Anyway, you see what I mean."
   "What about Dan?  Do you think he'd go for it?  I mean, Suzy's 
        only. . ."
   "He won't have any choice, if we do it right.  Besides, He's 
        already screwing two daughters; why should he balk at two 
        more?"
   "Yeah, but even Judy had started having periods."
   "So?  Suzy's not that much younger than Judy was, when he 
        busted her cherry.  And Ginny's already had three kids by 
        him.  Why SHOULD he object?"
   "Well, you remember how sorry he was, when Ginny had the 
        twins. . . It took us all working together for about 
        three months, before he would fuck her again."
   "He kept right on screwing Judy, didn't he?"
   "Yeah, but she was already pregnant with Ginger; so he didn't 
        feel so guilty about it."




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   "Boy what a hypocrite!  He's already got the kid knocked up, 
        so he doesn't feel guilty about pumping her tight little 
        belly full of cum. . . Men!"
   <Giggle.>  <Giggle.>
   "Oh, that's funny!   Listen to the two of us.  Plotting to 
        sneak a baby in your two little girls' tummies; and yet 
        calling your husband a hypocrite for not wanting to hurt 
        his little girls by getting them pregnant a second time."
   <Giggle.>
   "Yeah, it is funny, isn't it?  But do your really think we can 
        get him to go for this?"
   "We can, if we prep the girls right. . . I can't wait to see 
        the old goat pumping his seed into that little girl's 
        cute little tummy."
   "God, you're a horny slut; plotting to have your brother-in-
        law plant a baby in your own niece's tight little belly."
   "Just like my mother."
   <Giggle.>  <Giggle.>
   "I bet you can't wait to see your little girl with her tummy 
        sticking out to 'here,' from her own father's baby 
        kicking and squirming inside her."
   "Oh God, you're getting me so hot talking about my daughter 
        like that.  I can't wait to see the kid's tight little 
        slit stretched by her own daddy's big prick; while he 
        fills her womb with squirt after thick sticky squirt of 
        the stuff that makes babies in little girls.  Don't we 
        just make a pair?"
   "Yeah. . . Now listen, here's what we're gonna do. . ."


   The two little girls helping their aunt change the four 
babies' diapers assembly-line style look like miniature 
duplicates of the older woman.  One of them has just the barest 
hint of developing breasts under her short little tube-top, that 
seems designed to emphasize her budding sexuality, while the 
other's flat chest, and boyish hips seem out of place with the 
way she moves and wiggles.  Many women 10 or 20 years older than 
the child still haven't learned how to put that kind of wiggle in 
their moves, and some (to their sorrow) never will.  To both 
children, the sexiness of their moves is unconscious.  While they 
are both obviously still virgins, it's also obvious to the 
watching adults that this condition won't last forever.  Neither 
child shies away from the messy job of cleaning stinky goo from 
the children's bottoms, and both girls obviously dote on the four 
little babies.  At first, you might think that two of the babies 
belong to the girls' aunt, and two to their mother, but soon 
their references make you realize that all six children are 
siblings.  How their mother could have 4 children in less than a 
year makes you wonder.  Perhaps if you could listen in on their 
conversation, you would find out the children's exact 
relationship to each other.  On the other hand, you just might 
end up even more confused.





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   "Suzy, could you hand me that pin?"
   "Yes, Aunt Joan. . . Here."
   "Thanks.  You know, you girls should help your mother with the 
        babies, a little too."
   "Huh?  But we do!"
   "Yeah, Aunt Joan, we do.  I watch them, and I even change 
        their diapers sometimes.  I could have done it this time, 
        too."
   "We both do."
   "But you don't feed them."
   "How can we?  I don't have any milk, and neither does Suzy."
   "Besides, Our boobs are too small."
   "Oh, that's right.  You girls haven't been bred yet.  That's 
        another thing."
   "Huh?"
   "Bred?"
   "Uhuh.  If you girls REALLY wanted to help your mother out 
        with the babies, you wouldn't leave all the work to her 
        and your sisters."
   "Huh?  That's not FAIR!"
   "I don't either!  I help out all the time!"
   "Oh?  Are you both pregnant yet?"
   "Pregnant?"
   "See what I mean?  You leave all the work of having babies to 
        your mother and sisters.  I'm ashamed of you girls.  
        Heck, when I was your age, I'd been fucking my big 
        brother for months, and we were already working on our 
        second baby when. . ."
   "Joan!  Don't lie to the girls."
   "Sorry Mother."
   "Mother?"
   "Some other time girls. . . Ask me about it later."
   "Yes Momma."
   "OK.  So I didn't have my first baby until I was 12.  I was 
        still helping mother as early as I could, and I see no 
        reason you two couldn't help out even earlier than I did.  
        Besides, I had fun at it, and I'm sure you girls will 
        too.  In fact, I had LOTS of fun at it, didn't I Mother?"  
        <Giggle.>
   "Mother?"
   "I said I'd tell you later, Suzy.  And yes, your big sister 
        DID have lots of fun making a baby with her big brother."
   "Big sister?"
   "Her brother?"
   "I SAID, I'd tell you later."
   "Anyway, your sisters have been helping your mother with the 
        babies for over two years now.  I'd think you girls would 
        want to help out too."
   "But we don't HAVE a big brother. . . Besides, I don't know 
        how."
   "Don't cry Diane.  I'm sure if you asked your father, he'd 
        teach you how to make a baby, just like he did your older 
        sisters."
   <Snort.>  <Giggle.>



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   "Huh?  Really?"
   "Uhuh.  If you ask him right.  Dan might be a little uptight 
        about having sex with you girls, if you didn't do it 
        right.  After all, he still thinks of you as just little 
        girls. . . Not women."
   "Oh."
   "Would we be women Momma, if we had babies like Ginny and 
        Judy?"
   "I don't see how you could be considered anything else.  But 
        you'd have to go the whole way, and I don't want either 
        of you 'chickening-out' once you started.  It wouldn't be 
        fair to your father, or me, or to the baby either."
   "We won't Momma."
   "Good.  Let me know what you decide. . . In the meantime, why 
        don't you two start getting practice nursing the kids."
   "Nursing?"
   "Oh Jeesh.  What kind of ignorant kids are you raising here?  
        Sorry Mother.  Nursing is feeding the babies; just like 
        your big sisters and mother do.  You've both seen them do 
        it often enough."
   "But I can't!"
   "I'm not big enough."
   "Sure you can. . . Here, each of you sit down on the couch, 
        and take one of the babies in each arm.  Now hold one up 
        to each breast, and let them suck."
   "Ooh, that tickles!"
   <Giggle.>
   "Momma!  Jeffy's sucking really HARD!"
   "Feels good, doesn't it."
   "Uhuh.  I think so.  I'm getting awfully itchy though."
   "Between the legs?"
   "Yeah.  I almost feel like I'm gonna pee."
   "Me too."
   "That's good.  Later your father will show you what to do, 
        when you get 'itchy' down there.  It's part of learning 
        how to make a baby.  Now give me Jeffy and Ginger, Suzy.  
        Diane, since you're older, you let the other two kids 
        keep on sucking for a while, while I feed these two a 
        bit.  Then I'll feed them a little, and that'll have to 
        hold them until your sisters get home from school."
   "Yes Momma.  Here.  OOoooh!  He doesn't want to let go!  
        Aaah!"
   "Felt good, didn't it kid?"
   "Yes Aunt Joan; but I'm not a kid!"
   "You are in MY book, until you have a kid of your own."
   "Mmmmmmm."
   Look at Diane.  She's really getting into it."
   "It feels good."
   "If you keep on doing this, eventually you'll give milk, just 
        like your big sisters do."
   "Really Aunt Joan?"
   "Really. . . Ask your mother."
   "Uhuh.  Even you can, if you keep trying Suzy."
   "But I don't have any breasts like Diane."  <Sniffle.>



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   "It's OK. . . They'll get bigger.  And you can STILL do it 
        anyway.  Breasts are just fat.  Even you have milk-
        glands.  They just need stimulation to make them develop.  
        Here; take these two back, while I feed the twins.  The 
        stimulation will be good for you."
   "Yes Momma."
   "Here; let me. . ."  <Ooof!>
   "Ooooh!  I don't want to let them go."
   "They need feeding too, Diane."
   "Yes, Momma. . ."
   "Mmmmmmm."
   "Momma?"
   "Uhuh?"
   "I want a baby."
   "You sure, Honey?  It's not just me and your aunt talking you 
        into it?"
   "Uhuh.  I want to feel MY baby sucking on me like that.  I 
        want to feed him and take care of him, and even change 
        his diapers and that stuff.  You know how I like to help.  
        Besides, I thought you wanted me to 'help' you have kids, 
        like Ginny and Judy do."
   "I do too, Momma.  It isn't FAIR, if Diane does it, and I 
        don't.  You both said I COULD!  Just because I'm little, 
        doesn't mean I can't help too!"
   <Giggle.>  "See, I told you they'd go for it!"
   <Giggle.>  "I guess you were right."
   "Does that mean we can?"
   "Huh, Momma, can we?"
   "I suppose."  <Snicker.>  "But we'll have to convince your 
        father.  After all, Jeffy's not big enough yet to knock 
        you up."
   "Momma!"
   "Sorry.  You two girls really sure you want to do this?"
   "Uhuh."
   "Uhuh."
   "OK, but I've got to warn you, it might hurt a little at 
        first."
   "And a LOT, later."
   "Joan!  They'll learn enough about that later."
   "Yes Mother."
   "Now, are you two both sure you want to do this?  As I said, 
        it hurts a little when you first do it."
   "Does it always hurt?"
   "Oh no!  In fact, once you get used to it, it's the best thing 
        in the world!"
   "Really Momma?"
   "Uhuh.  Just ask your Aunt Joan, or your big sisters."
   "Boy, does it EVER feel good.  Once I learned how to fuck, I 
        didn't stop until . . ."
   "As I recall, you never DID stop."  <Giggle.>
   <Snort.>  "Yeah, I guess you're right.  With six kids by my 
        big brother, and two by my own sons, and maybe even one 
        on the way, I guess you're right."
   <Chuckle.>



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   "What about you, Momma."
   "Don't worry kids, your mother likes to fuck too!  Why I could 
        tell you stories. . ."
   "Joan, that's enough!"
   "Sorry.  Yes, your mother likes it too.  OK, kids?"
   "OK, I guess."
   "Momma?  What does Aunt Joan mean by 'fuck?'"
   <Chuckle.>   <Snort.>
   "That's when your father makes a baby in you.  He'll teach you 
        all you need to know about fucking."
   "Makes a baby IN me?"
   "You'll have to ask Dan to teach you that, Diane."
   "OK, Momma."
   "See; didn't I tell you. . . Just like 10,000 bricks falling 
        down a well."
   <Giggle.>   <Snort.>


   There's a sense of expectancy in the living-room.  The two 
little girls are hopping from one foot to the other in childish 
impatience.  It's like that air of waiting you get before a big 
surprise-party.  Only the presence of the two older women holds 
the little girls in check. . . And then only by reminding them 
that they could ruin the surprise if they give things away to 
their father too soon.  The advice calms the two children, but 
just barely.

   "Now girls; when your father cums in, I want you to remember 
        what we told you."
   "YYeess, MMoommaa."
   "If you don't, your father might get all uptight, and spoil 
        everything."
   "We KNOW that Momma."
   "Well, remember it. 'Dan, the man,' can still be a puritan, if 
        he wants to be."
   "Yes Momma."  <Sigh.>
   "Sssshhh!  Here he comes.  Now don't let on like we knew 
        anything about this.  Your aunt and I will be in the next 
        room listening, but we won't say a word, unless you call 
        us, you've convinced your father, or things get out of 
        hand.  OK?"
   "OK, Momma."















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   Once the man of the family enters the room, you could tell how 
he had managed to capture such a gorgeous creature as the woman 
who had just left him alone with their two scheming offspring.  
It wasn't his looks; though he didn't look all that bad.  In 
fact, he looked fairly ordinary.  If he kept still, you would 
lose him in a crowd in an instant.  However keeping still seemed 
foreign to the nature of the girls' father.  He bounced and 
smiled and almost overflowed with joy when he saw his two little 
girls waiting for him.  The two children reacted with similar 
glee; almost throwing themselves at the big man, and hugging him 
with joy.  It was only after several minutes of hugging and 
tickling, and other childish horseplay, that the man finally 
picked up both little girls bodily, and collapsed in a chair with 
a little girl in each arm.
   Once he had, however, the older of the two girls decided it 
was OK to ask her father about some of the questions that had 
been bothering her all day.

   "Daddy?"
   "Yes Punkin'?"
   "How do you make a baby?"
   "What?!"
   "Ginny's had two babies, and Judy's had one already, so I want 
        to know what they did.  They wouldn't tell me.  Even when 
        I asked Momma, she said that you'd have to show me how."
   "I want to learn too, Daddy!"
   "Your mother put you up to this?"
   "Momma wouldn't TELL me!  She said it's a father's job to 
        teach his little girls how to make babies.  So how do 
        you?"
   "Your mother said that? . . . Yeah, she would, wouldn't she.  
        Tell me, did you two think of this yourselves, or did 
        your mother tell you to do this?"
   "Do what Daddy?"
   "Ask me to teach you how to make a baby."
   "Momma just said we had to learn from you, if we want to."
   "So where DID you get the idea from?"
   "Huh?"
   "About having a baby. . . Why do you want one?  I mean, 
        they're a lot of trouble for your mother and sisters."
   "That's why, Daddy.  Aunt Joan says it's not fair for our 
        sisters and Momma to have to do it all alone; so we want 
        to help."
   "I KNEW that crazy broad had something to do with this!"
   "Huh?"
   "Your Aunt Joan.  I thought I was nuts when it came to sex, 
        until I heard what SHE has been doing ever since she 
        learned what the hole between her legs was good for."
   "What?"
   "Never mind.  So your Aunt Joan talked you kids into asking me 
        to teach you how to make a baby, huh?  Sometime I'm going 
        to show that sexy little slut just how good I am at doing 
        just that."




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   "But Daddy!  I thought you liked Aunt Joan."
   "I do."  <Sigh.>  "It's just that sometimes. . ."
   "Sometimes what Daddy?"
   "Nothing.  So what did your Aunt Joan talk you kids into this 
        time?"
   "Well?  C'mon!"
   "Daddy?"
   "Don't you WANT to teach us how to make a baby?"
   ""
   "Ginny told us all about how you showed HER.  I don't think 
        it's fair that she and Judy get to help Momma have 
        babies, and we don't."
   "So that's it huh?  Help your mother have babies.  MARGARET!   
        JOAN!   Get in here!  I know you're listening."


   The two women somewhat sheepishly enter from the kitchen 
where, as the man had surmised, they had been listening in on 
every word of the conversation between the older man and his 
daughters.

   "So which one of you cooked up THIS half-baked idea?"
   "Oh?  I should have figured.  Well, if you think that I'm 
        going to rape my own kid, just so that you can get your 
        jollies off. . ."
   "Daddy?"
   "What now?  I'm talking to your mother."
   "Daddy, does that mean you won't teach us like Ginny and 
        Judy?"
   "I'm sorry, but you're both too young.  Besides, I shouldn't 
        have even done it with your sisters.  Now be quiet, while 
        I talk to your slut mother and aunt."
   <Sniffle.>  <Whimper.>
   "Oh Jesus!"
   <Whimper.>  "BAAaaaawww!"
   "NOW see what you did!"
   "ME?  I didn't do anything."
   "Yes you did, and you know it.  Come here girls.  Mother still 
        loves you, even if your father doesn't."
   "You promised Momma!"  <Whimper.>
   "I'm sorry. . . I did.  I just didn't think your father would 
        be such a stick-in-the-mud."
   "Promised what?!!"
   "That you'd get us pregnant, so we could have a baby; just 
        like Ginny and Judy, and Aunt Joan, and Momma, and cousin 
        Marsha, and, and, everybody!"
   "I don't think it's fair!  How come THEY all get to have 
        babies, and we don't?"
   "I like babies TOO!"  <Sniffle.>
   "Let me get this straight. . . You girls really WANT to get 
        pregnant and have a baby. . . By me?"
   "Uhuh."  <Sniffle.>
   "Me too."  <Ssnnuuuuff.>
   "But Suzy; Diane. . . It HURTS to have a baby.  Ask your 
        sisters."


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   "We DID!"  <Snuffle.>  "And they said it was worth it.  I 
        thought you loved us Daddy.  Momma says that there's no 
        better way to show you love somebody, than by having his 
        baby.  C'mon Suzy, Daddy doesn't care enough about us to 
        let us have HIS baby.  Maybe we can find someone else to 
        show us how."
   "That does it!  Stop it right now."
   "Huh?"
   "OK. . . You guys win.  But I want you all to know that I was 
        NOT taken in!"
   "Huh?"
   "What do you mean, Daddy?"
   "I mean, that I KNOW that your mother and her 'little sister' 
        there set this whole thing up.  I am NOT being fooled.  
        Still. . . Are you both SURE that this is what you want?  
        To learn how to have a baby by your own father?  This 
        isn't just something that your horny aunt and mother 
        talked you into?"
   "Uhuh."  <Sniffle.>
   "Please Daddy?"
   "Well, I guess you both seem t know more about what you're 
        getting into, (or what's getting into you,) than your 
        older sisters did. . . I guess if that's what you REALLY 
        want me to do, then I guess I'll have to."
   "You MEAN it Daddy?"  <Snuffle.>
   "REALLY Daddy?"
   "Uhuh."
   "Oh DADDY!"  <Smoooooch!>
   <Smackk!>
   "See?  What did I tell you. . . Just like bricks down a well."
   "I'll get to YOU two later."
   "Promises, promises."
   "Uhuh.  And I promise that if you're going to have me get 
        these two little girls pregnant, then you're BOTH going 
        to be carrying my baby before the year is out, or the 
        whole deal's off!  Now what do you think of THEM apples?"
   "Mmmmmm.  Sounds like fun. . . Only what about Mike?  He's not 
        going to be too happy about not getting any, while you 
        knock me up."
   "Not getting any?  I though I heard you complaining just the 
        other day, that Lynn was hogging your big brother so much 
        that you hardly got any at all."
   <Snicker.>  "He's got you there, Hon."
   "OK, so Mike wouldn't really have to do without.  It would 
        still be a come-down for him to only have his daughter to 
        fuck; even if he isn't as oversexed as your husband here 
        is.  I mean, Dan here is going to have four daughters, 
        his wife, and his sister-in-law to fuck, while poor Mike 
        only has Lynn."
   "Oh yes. . . 'POOR' Mike.  My heart bleeds for him.  He 'only' 
        has the neighborhood nymphomaniac to fuck.  The little 
        girl who wants sex 10 times a day, from what I hear."
   "Well, it DOES get a little much for him.  That's why he 
        sometimes still prefers me."



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   "Hey!  I've got an idea!  Why don't we swap completely."
   "Huh?"
   "I mean, if Dan here is already fucking you, why not have him 
        fuck Lynn too."
   "Hey!  Wait a minute!"
   "Let me finish.  While Dan here is fucking you and Lynn, Mike 
        can be fucking me, Ginny, and Judy.  That way maybe Dan 
        can take some of the edge off that nymphomaniac daughter 
        or yours, and Mike gets THREE girls in exchange for two.  
        Besides, that would cut down on some of the inbreeding 
        around here."
   "I thought you said there wasn't anything wrong with 
        inbreeding."
   "There isn't.  Still, it's nice to have some variety, isn't 
        it?"
   "I suppose so.  But what about Jerry?  Ever since he's gotten 
        old enough to squirt, Lynn's been relieving the pressure 
        in her big brother's balls.  In fact, I think that's 
        where she learned to like sex so much, that she's been 
        wearing both Jerry and her father out."
   "I'm sure that I or one of the girls would be able to 'relieve 
        the pressure' of your poor little boy's balls.  Heck, 
        maybe one of us will let him knock her up, while your big 
        brother fills the bellies of the other two with kids.  
        Whaddya say?"
   "You think Ginny and Judy would go along with having still 
        another baby; by their half-brother or cousin?"
   "Just ask them.  Heck, one of both girls' biggest laments, has 
        always been that they don't have a big brother to fuck, 
        like you did."
   "You never told them?"
   "Nope.  I always figured I'd let you or Mike have the fun 
        someday."
   "Mother, you're sneaky!"
   "Thank you."
   <Chortle.>  "I can see it now. . . Judy lying there with a 
        belly full of Mikes creamy seed, when he informs her that 
        the guy who just planted a baby in her cute little tummy 
        is not only her brother-in-law, but her half-brother as 
        well."
   "AND, her uncle too."  <Chuckle.>
   <Giggle.>  "Oh this is going to be rich!"
   "Then it's a deal?"
   "It's a deal.   Say Dan?"
   "Yeah?"
   "You know, it won't be TOO many more years before the twins 
        here are old enough to fuck."
   "Oh shit."
   "That ain't the half of it Bub.  Your little girls aren't 
        going to want to stop at just one kid apiece.  I know I 
        didn't.  Heck, besides the two we're planning on right 
        now, I know both Judy and Ginny expect you to father at 
        least three or four kids on each of them before they get 
        out of high-school.  And, I don't expect Suzy and Diane 
        to be any different."


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   "Hoo boy!  You're probably right."
   "I know I'm right.  How about it, Big Boy?  Think you can 
        afford to support about 15 or 20 more kids?"
   "THAT many?"
   "Figure it out yourself.  Well?"
   "I guess I'll have to, won't I?  I guess it's a good thing the 
        business is doing so well."
   "Uhuh.  Well, I just wanted to give you something to think 
        about tonight, when you're busy pumping your kids' tight 
        little bellies full of baby-juice."
   "God Joan, you're nasty."
   "Uhuh.  Just the way you like your women huh?  Remember, you 
        promised to pump a baby in MY little tummy too, while my 
        big brother's filling YOUR kids' wombs with HIS babies."
   "OOoooh!"
   "Don't you DARE cum in your pants; you nasty old man!  You've 
        got two kids, me, and that sex-maniac daughter of mine to 
        knock-up tonight.  If you waste any of that precious 
        seed. . ."
   "He WON'T, unless you go on teasing him!  Now get on home, and 
        set things up with Mike, while I rearrange the sleeping 
        arrangements around here.  Since Diane and Suzy are the 
        youngest, it would probably be best if you, I, and the 
        older girls swapped, while the men stayed put.  Whaddya 
        think?"
   "Oooh. . . You mean I'll get to LIVE with this big handsome 
        hunk you married?  Just like husband and wife?  And 
        you'll 'marry' Mike?  Ooooh!  That's kinky!"
   "Yeah, well I've always wanted a baby by your big brother, but 
        you kept hogging him.  Now maybe I'll get to see what's 
        been keeping my little girl so happy all these years."
   "Mother, you ARE kinky.  Trying to steal your own son from his 
        little sister."
   "Oh?  How about you?  Mating your daughter to her big brother 
        when she's only. . ."
   <Laugh.>  "You're right. . . We are a pair, aren't we?"
   "Like mother, like daughter, I always say."
   "I can't wait 'til tonight."


   The young woman is peering in the bedroom door; carefully 
watching the scene unfolding in the little girl's room, when she 
is startled by a touch; as a slightly older version of herself 
joins in the watching.

   "Mother!  What are you doing here?  I thought you were with 
        Mike."
   "I was.  Feel."
   "Oh Mother!"  <Giggle.>
   "Besides, the girls can take care of Mike for a while; and if 
        you think I'm going to miss out on the first time my 
        husband pumps a baby in our little girl's belly, then you 
        don't know me.  I already missed out on seeing Dan knock 
        up ONE kid, and I'm not going to miss another."
   "Mother, you're sick.  MY kind of sick."


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   "Sshhh!  They're almost finished getting undressed. . . I want 
        to hear this."


   Inside the bedroom, the little girl was so excited that she 
was having trouble removing her clothes; thus she finished 
removing the last article at about the same time as her father; 
even though she had been working almost twice as fast.  The 
little girl barely came to her father's chest, and she looked 
like a normal woman standing next to a giant.  Her budding 
breasts were more obvious now; making delicious-looking cones 
that were just big enough to proclaim her womanhood, while not 
being big enough to have the faintest hint of sag.  A slight 
padding on her hips emphasized the curves of her legs, while the 
mound above her pouting slit had just the faintest trace of 
down. . . Not really hair at all.  Her awkward movements though, 
showed she wasn't really a woman yet; not being quite comfortable 
with the presence of a naked man in her bedroom.  Her sexy wiggle 
was more of a shiver now that she was alone with her father.  
(Ignoring the two interested onlookers in the doorway, that made 
her slightly MORE nervous if anything.  She didn't want to goof 
things up for her mother.  On the other hand, it was somewhat 
comforting to know she was there, too.)
   Realizing this, the older man tried to put the little girl at 
ease.

   "It's OK, Honey, Daddy's not going to hurt you.  At least, not 
        if I can help it."
   "Hurt, Daddy?"  <Gulp.>
   "Easy, Honey. . . Easy.  Come here."
   "Yes Daddy."
   "Now sit on my lap. . . Here."
   "Ungh!"
   "There. . . Now you remember what your mother told you 
        earlier."
   "I THINK so, Daddy."
   "Well, it always hurts the first time.  Sometimes it hurts a 
        lot, and some girls only have a slight sting.  I don't 
        know how bad it will be for you."
   "Do we HAVE to Daddy?"
   "Why no.  I thought you WANTED to.  That's what this whole 
        thing is about.  If you don't want to, then just lie down 
        and go to sleep, and we'll forget this ever came up. . . 
        OK?"
   "But I don't WANT to go to sleep.  I want to learn how to make 
        a baby, like Ginny and Judy did."
   "Well. . ."
   "I just don't want it to hurt."
   "I'm sorry, but you can't have it both ways, Diane."
   "I know.  Daddy?"
   "Yes?"
   "If I wait 'til I'm older, will it hurt then too?"
   "Uhuh.  Probably just as much.  Only then, you might be more 
        ready for it."



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   "Huh?"
   "You might be more sexually excited.  Then you probably 
        wouldn't feel it so much."
   "Why can't I get 'sexually excited' now?"
   "Well, probably you could, if I helped."
   "Would you Daddy?  Maybe that way I wouldn't feel so scared."
   "Are you SURE you want to do this Honey?"
   "Uhuh Daddy, Please?"
   "Well. . ."
   "Oh Daddy!  What are you? . . . Oh Daddy, that feels good."
   "Mmmm?  Think so?  Wait 'til you feel THIS."
   "Oh Daddy.  Oh.  Oh.  OH!  Oh DADDY!"
   "See, I guess you CAN get excited, can't you?"
   "Oh Daddy."
   "Easy now. . . Lie back, and let me get in here. . ."
   "Oh Daddy!  Not in there!  I mean, it's NASTY!  Oh.  OH!  OH 
        DADDDEEEE!"
   <Slurp, slop, smack.>
   "Ooooohh!"  <Huff.>  <Huff.>  "Oh, thank you Daddy."
   "I think my little girl's getting excited all right."
   "Mmmm, Daddy, that feels nice."
   "Oh Daddy. . . Ohoooh.  Daddy?  What are you?"
   "Spread your legs, Honey."
   "But Daddy, what? . . ."
   "Here, let me. . ."
   "Daddy!  What are you doing?!  You can't put that in there!  
        It won't fit!"
   "Yes it will.  See?"
   "Oooh.  Ouch!  Unh.  Daddy!  It's too big!"
   "No it's not.  See?  You've already got almost a third of it 
        in you."
   "I do? . . . Wow.  Are you going to put the rest in, Daddy?"
   "I'll try.  Does it hurt yet?"
   "No. . . Not really. . . Well, maybe just a little.  Is this 
        the 'hurt' that Momma was talking about?  It's not all 
        that bad.  Is this how you make a baby, Daddy?"
   "One question at a time, Honey.  No. . . This isn't the hurt 
        that your mother meant.  I still have to take your 
        'cherry'."
   "Cherry, Daddy?"
   "Uhuh.  Inside you, there's a little piece of skin, that keeps 
        my prick from going all the way up inside you.  Feel it, 
        when I push in?"
   "Ow.  Sorry Daddy.  Uhuh, I feel it."
   "Well, Daddy's got to push his thing all the way up inside 
        you, and in order to do that, I'm going to have to tear 
        that piece of skin."
   "Do you HAVE to, Daddy?"
   "If you want me to get you pregnant, it's the best way."
   "Will you have to do this every time, Daddy?"
   <Chuckle.>  "No Dear. . . Only once.  After the first time, it 
        gets lots better."





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   "Honest, Daddy?"
   "Honest.  You'd better make up your mind pretty soon, or 
        Daddy's going to be cumming, without ever getting his 
        prick all the way up in you where it belongs."
   "Cumming?"
   "Hoo boy!  Cumming. . . Squirting a thick white liquid that 
        contains Daddy's sperm. . . The stuff that makes 
        babies. . . Only it's supposed to go up inside you, not 
        all over the outside of your snatch."
   "Oh. . . OH!  You mean THAT'S how you make a baby, Daddy?"
   "Uhuh.  You'd better decide quick!  Just feeling you squeezing 
        on me like this Is about to. . . Oh Shit!"
   "Do it DaddeeeeeeEEK!  Ow!  Oooh that smarts.  Oh Daddy, Do 
        it. . . I want to have a baby, just like Ginny and 
        Suzy. . . Please."
   "Oh God. . . Oh God. . . I'm doing it. . . Oh Jesus, that 
        feels good!"
   "Oh. . . Daddy."

   "Wow!  Ain't that somthin', to see someone plantin' a baby in 
        his own kid?"
   "Joan!  Sshhh!  If you make me miss something, the first time 
        Diane gets pregnant by her own father, I'll. . ."
   "OK. . . I'll shut up. . . Still, it IS sexy."
   "It sure is."

   "Ooh Daddy, you're shaking so hard."
   "I. . . Can't. . . Help. . . It.  Oooohh!"
   "Oooh. . . Thanks Daddy."  <Huf.>   <Huf.>
   "Uuuunnnggh."
   "Whooo.  It's all creamy and messy!"
   "Unhuh.  You made Daddy feel so good, he squirted a LOT of 
        stuff in you."
   "So that's the stuff that makes babies?"
   "Uhuh. . . When it gets up inside you like this."
   "Thanks Daddy. . . Does that mean I'm pregnant now?"
   <Chuckle.>  <Giggle.>  <Snort.>
   "It's not funny!  It HURT, and I want to be sure it was worth 
        it!"
   "Sorry Dear, I just couldn't help it.  Does it hurt a lot?"
   "Just a little Daddy.  It hurt a LOT when you went in me, 
        though."
   "I'm afraid that always happens the first time.  Next time 
        it'll feel a lot better."
   "NEXT time?!  You mean we've got to do it again?  I thought 
        that was it.  Didn't we do it right to make a baby?"
   <Wheeze!>  <Giggle.>
   "Sorry Honey.  Yes, we 'did it right.'  Only you don't always 
        make a baby every time you do it.  In fact, you generally 
        have to do it quite a few times before you get lucky."
   "A few?"
   "Usually several hundred."
   "SEVERAL HUNDRED!"




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   "Sometimes.  Sometimes you get lucky the first or second 
        time. . . You never know."
   "How WILL I know then?"
   "When your belly starts getting big.  You aren't old enough to 
        have periods yet, but you still could get pregnant. . . 
        So we'll have to keep on doing this until we know for 
        sure."
   "Oh shit.  I thought we'd do it once, and that was it. . . I'd 
        have a baby."
   "You'll like it better next time, Hon."
   "Oh, Hi, Momma.  You're sure."
   "Just ask your big sister how much SHE likes it."
   ""
   <Giggle.>  "Believe me Kid, you're gonna LOVE it."
   "Well. . . If you say so.  It sure hurt like Billy-oh this 
        time."
   "I guess I was lucky.  Mother says I hardly squawked at all.  
        Did I?"
   "Nope.  By your second time you had your first orgasm, and 
        within a week you were chasing your brother around the 
        house like a puppy-dog; trying to get him to fuck you 
        three or four times a day."
   "That much, Huh?  I guess I'm slowing down in my old age."
   "Chuckle.>  <Giggle.>
   "Daddy?"
   "Promise me something?"
   "What, Dear?"
   "Promise you'll keep on. . ."
   "Fucking?"
   "Yeah. . . Promise you'll keep on fucking me until I'm 
        pregnant. . . Even if it DOES hurt?  I don't want my 
        sisters to think I'm chicken."
   <Sigh.>  "I promise.  Only Diane?"
   "Yes, Daddy?"
   "It won't hurt so much next time, and pretty soon, it won't 
        hurt at all.  And THAT is a promise too."
   "Thanks Daddy."
   "You're welcome.  And NOW, I've got to go see your little 
        sister. . . Though HOW I'm going to fuck HER, with this 
        limp noodle. . ."
   <Chuckle.>  <Snort.>
   "NOW what's so funny?  I thought you two wanted to get fucked 
        too."
   "Sorry Dan.  Suzy already fell asleep waiting.  You'll have to 
        'take care' of her tomorrow.  I've already been 
        'serviced' tonight, which leave you my 'little sister' 
        and her sex-maniac daughter.  If those two sluts can't 
        get you up, then you must have died, and don't know it."
   "Oh."
   "What about me?"
   "I think one time, is enough for you, Young Lady.  You just 
        lie there, and let your father's sperm soak in that cute 
        little tummy of yours, and go to sleep, until tomorrow."




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   "But Momma, I'll make a mess of the bed."
   "It's be worth it, just to have the chance my little girl 
        carrying her father's baby in her womb.  I'll clean up 
        the bed tomorrow."
   "OK, Momma, if you say so."
   "I do. . . Now go to sleep.  Maybe Daddy can fuck you 
        tomorrow, so you can go to school with his sperm inside 
        your womb."
   "Really, Momma?"
   "Uhuh. . . If you get up early enough."
   "Thanks Momma."
   "Goodnight, Dear."
   "G'night."

   The next day, when the smaller girl learns that her sister got 
fucked not once, but twice; in the morning as well as at night, 
she is annoyed.  Still, she knows better than to complain, as 
this might make the adults decide she is too young to join in the 
fun, like her big sister.  (The older girl DID have fun, the 
second time, though she didn't climax yet.  Still, she did like 
it; not just put up with it, like the night before.)  If you 
watched the little girl closely, you could tell that she was 
planning something.  Since the child was considered by the whole 
family to be the smartest of a long line of high-IQ people, you 
knew that whatever she planned, would not be what the elder 
family members expected.
   That evening, if you were listening in again, you would find 
that you were right.  The little girl DID have something 
different in mind, after talking seriously all day with each of 
her older sisters.
   Coming into the living-room right after the news is over that 
evening, the little girl announces that she wants 'her turn' NOW, 
and wants everybody to watch, so they know she's a 'big girl' 
now, and able to do anything her big sisters can do.  Well, this 
brings the whole family in to watch and listen.

   "Daddy?"
   "Yes, Suzy?"
   "I don't want to do it the same way Diane did.  She told me 
        how it hurt."
   "Oh?  Then how DO you want to do it?"
   <Chuckle.>  <Giggle.>  <Snort.>
   "Diane says you got her and you all excited first, then you 
        stuck it in."
   "Uhuh.  We thought that it would hurt her less that way."
   "Well, maybe so.  But I know ME.  If you did that to me, I'd 
        be so nervous by the time you stuck it in, I'd probably 
        get scared, and chicken-out."
   "So?"
   "So the first time, I just want you to stick your. . . your 
        penis all the way up in me, and. . . cum in me as fast as 
        you can.  That way I'll be able to enjoy it the second 
        time, a lot sooner."




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   "I don'no.  What do you think, Marge?"
   "I don't know either. . . She may be right.  Anyway, it's her 
        decision, not mine.  Only you'd better get some 
        lubrication, or you'll never get in her.  Or if you did, 
        you'd split her wide open."
   "Oh.  Do we have any Vaseline around here?"
   "Uncle Dan!  I'm surprised!  Is THAT what you use for 
        lubrication?"
   "Never needed it before."
   "Here. . . I've got some in my purse. . . Use this."
   <Pppphhtthhppt!>
   "Oh Jesus!  Not the whole tube!"
   "Well, THAT should get her lubed up enough."
   <Giggle.>  <Snort.>  <Chuckle.>
   "Oooh Daddy, It's COLD."
   "Uhuh.  Here, Let me get some on me, too."
   "C'n I do that Daddy?  The other girls said you liked having 
        your penis handled by them."
   "Yeah, only a little too much, at the present time.  If you 
        wrapped your hot little hands around my prick right now, 
        I'd probably blow a load all over your cute little belly 
        and tits, instead of up inside you where it belongs."
   "Oh."
   "OK. . . Now scrunch down here, and I'll try to get the head 
        centered. . . Are you SURE this is the way you want it?"
   "Yes, Daddy, I. . . OOooooff!  Owch.  Ohmigawd!"
   "Wow!  I can't believe it!  the kid's got the whole thing in 
        her, and she ain't even screaming in pain."
   <Clap, clap, clap.>  "Way to go, Suzy!"
   "Whooo!  Sorry, Honey.  I thought it would be best, if I 
        didn't give you any warning, so you didn't tighten up.  
        How do you feel?"
   <Sniff.>  "Full. . . Stuffed. . . It hurts a little. . . Not 
        too bad."
   "Are you sure?"
   "Uhuh.  Now fuck me Daddy, and cum in me, so I can have a baby 
        like Ginny and Judy.  Please Daddy."
   "Well, I don't want to hurt you."
   "It's OK Daddy.  Just do it fast, so I can enjoy it better 
        next time. . . Please?"
   "Well, OK. . . If you say so."
   "DAN! . . . The kid's lying there hurting; just BEGGING you to 
        fuck her.  Hurry up and cum, so she can feel you making a 
        baby in her, without hurting too much more."
   "Oooooh."
   "Oh Daddy, I feel that."

   "I can't believe the little shit got the whole thing in her."
   "Me either. . . Do you suppose there's a real chance he could 
        get her pregnant?"
   "Well. . . I heard about this kid in Peru, who got knocked up 
        by her own father when she was 4; and had his kid, when 
        she was 5.  Suzy's a lot older than that."
   "Oh God!  I think I'm going to cum, just thinking about it!"
   "God, I hope Dan knocks her up."


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   "Yeah. . . Can you imagine a little shit like her, going to 
        school with a big belly?  She'll make all the other 
        little girls jealous."
   "Shh.  Look. . . I think Dan's going to cum in her."

   "Oh Honey, I'm. . ."
   "Oh Daddy!   Ah!  Oooh!   Aaaah!"
   "Oh God!  I'm sorry Honey; I just can't stop!  Oh.  OOOH!"
   "Daaadddeeeee!   Waaaaahaaahaaaaah!"
   "Oh Damn.  I'm sorry Suzy!  I'm cumming, and I just can't 
        stop."
   "WaaaaaaaAAAaaaaah!"
   "Ooooh.   Oh!   Oooooooh.  Oh shit.  Sorry, Honey; I didn't 
        mean to hurt you."
   "Oh Daddy."
   "I couldn't help it.  Once a man starts to cum, it's almost 
        impossible to stop.  Sorry if it hurt."
   "Oh Daddy, don't be silly."
   "Huh?"
   "I wasn't crying because it hurt. . . I was crying because it 
        felt so good!  Why didn't you TELL me it felt like that?"
   "Huh?"
   "I'll be damned. . . I think the little twerp just had an 
        orgasm."
   "I thought you weren't supposed to be ABLE to have a climax on 
        your first time."
   "Tell HER that, why don't you?"
   "Did it REALLY feel good, Honey?"
   "It STILL feels good; all creamy and slick. . . Daddy?"
   "Huh, huh, huh?"
   "Did I do it right?"
   <Puff.>  <Puff.>  "You did just FINE, Honey."
   "Does that mean I'm pregnant?"
   "Well. . . Maybe.  But we'll have to keep trying, to make 
        sure."
   "Oh. . . Can we do it again?  I LIKED it.  Especially the part 
        where you started jerking in me, and everything got all 
        slick and greasy."
   "Daddy came in you, short-stuff."
   "Uhuh.  That's what I figured.  Knowing my own daddy was 
        squirting the stuff that makes babies inside me, was so 
        exciting!"
   "Oh Jesus!"
   "So, can we Daddy?"
   "Huh?"
   "Can we do it again?  I want to feel you squirting inside me, 
        so I get that good feeling again.  Please Daddy?"
   "Hey!  It's MY turn!"
   "Oh no you don't.  I'M next!"
   "Oh shit.  I KNEW this wasn't a good idea."







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