                       Winning the Lottery
                         An Erotic Story

     When I was five years old, my mother moved me into my 
grandfather's room, so he could teach me about sex and how to 
make a baby.  Yeah, right.
     I was too young to know any better, so I didn't even wonder 
about it.
     At the same time I moved in with Grandpa, My oldest sister 
Janine was just moving out; having shown Mom that she had 
"learned her lessons" by giving birth to Michael . . . the first 
boy in the family since Daddy.
     At the time I moved in (and after Janine left) there was me 
(My name is Jennifer, or Jenny) Karen, Susan (Sue) and Maurine in 
that double-kingsize bed with Grandpa.  There were also three 
younger daughters (Selena, Diane, and Josie) with Tabitha making 
bulges in our mother's belly.
     Yes, Mother had 14 kids by Daddy . . . all of them girls.  
At the time I moved in with Grandpa, there was only 8 of us, but 
that didn't stay that way long.
     As you can guess, Mom was a pervert . . . marrying her own 
brother, having 14 kids by him, and then having her father 
"teach" all 14 of her daughters about sex and babies by having 
him have sex with them until they had his babies.
     Yeah, sick.  Only it never seemed that way to us.
     I mean, when you're raised in a family where you're expected 
to learn about sex and "practice making a baby" with your own 
grandfather from the time you're five, you just don't see 
anything unusual in it.
     Uhuh.  When each of us reached the age of five, Mother held 
a special BIG birthday party for each of us, where the 
culmination was everybody taking off their clothes, and the 
"birthday girl" got to sit on Grandpa's lap naked for the first 
time.
     No, he didn't fuck me or my sisters on our birthday . . . 
that didn't usually happen for several weeks.  The birthday party 
was more symbolic of us being "big girls" now, and being ALLOWED 
to sit naked on Grandpa's lap, like the older girls did.  Right.  
Only my big sisters (of course) usually sat with Grandpa's prick 
sticking right up inside them, when THEY did it.
     It usually took several weeks of prying, straining, and 
exercise before each of us girls had Grandpa's prick buried all 
the way in our bellies, but from then on Grandpa would "teach" 
each of us girls how to fuck and make babies . . . usually at 
least once a day.  This would continue until each of us "learned 
her lesson" and showed Mom by actually having a baby.  Then, 
since we were women, Mom moved us in the bedroom she shared with 
Daddy, so we "wouldn't get out of practice."  (I can hear the 
snickers out there right now.)  Only WE weren't laughing.  It was 
quite serious business with us.  Each of us girls would 
"practice" with Grandpa as hard as we could from the age of five, 
until we finally reached puberty.  Then, we would KEEP in 
practice with Daddy, until we got old enough to move out on our 
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     Once we had "proved" to Mom that we knew how babies were 
made by having one by Grandpa and one by Daddy, she "allowed" us 
to fuck whoever we wanted to.  That was STILL usually Daddy, as 
we didn't have too many friends out where we were.  Still, the 
positions of gardener, chauffeur, and chef had a LONG list of 
applicants and very low turnover, in spite of the (relatively) 
low salary Daddy paid to men at the place.  The string of maids 
and sexy Nannys that went through the house, was a different 
matter.  All were young, sexy, and while not all were wet-dreams 
to look at, they all were good looking to some degree.  Young and 
sexy was more important to Daddy than good looks however.  Almost 
every one left happy though.  Even though the salary was high, so 
was the turnover.  Something in the contracts I guess.  Almost 
every one left with high hopes, a big cash settlement, and a 
bulging belly.  (No, NOT all by Daddy, or even Grandpa.  When 
they signed-on, one of the conditions of the contract for their 
high salaries was that none of them have any current boyfriends, 
and they had to leave if they got one . . . thus making them 
available to Dad, grandpa, and all the male staff.  (One of the 
OTHER reasons the male staff was so adamantly loyal.)  Since the 
girls were all specifically picked for brains, beauty, and most-
specifically a high-libido, this made for interesting scenarios, 
when they found out they could play around with ANY of the men, 
but just weren't allowed to get seriously involved with them.  If 
they did, then BOTH members would be let go.  It never happened.
     The other thing Daddy insisted on as a requirement of 
employment, was that none of the women were allowed to use birth-
control as long as they worked for him.  Nobody HAD to have sex 
with anybody, if they didn't want to.  Though, with young healthy 
males, and even younger healthier and sexier females in the same 
house, with no restrictions against "fraternizing" between 
employees (except no permanent relationships) you can imagine how 
often they went without sex.  (I think the longest went almost an 
entire week before climbing into Grandpa's bed between me and 
Maurine.)
     As you can guess, Daddy was an even bigger pervert than 
Mother was.
     He should be.  The whole setup was his idea.  When Daddy won 
the 104-million dollar lottery, he thought long and hard about 
what he REALLY wanted.
     What Daddy wanted was to marry his own sister, and have LOTS 
of incestuous babies by her and her daughters.  So, with all that 
money in hand, he propositioned Mother.  Well, Mother is no more 
a fool than anybody else in the family . . . she told him that if 
he could pull it off, then for THAT kind of money she would do he 
part.  And she has; making Daddy a VERY competent, sexy, loving 
and yes, fertile wife.  Mother never backed down on her part of 
the agreement, and I think she figures she got a good deal.
     Well, to make things work and marry his own sister, Daddy 
had to get Grandpa in on things (Grandma died about two years 
earlier).  So Daddy made his father an offer no pedophile like 
him could refuse . . . access to an almost unlimited supply of 
little-girl-pussy; with the prospect of not only fucking every 
one of them for years, but of getting each of them pregnant at 
least once.


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     Dad, it seems, had figured out his father's weakness for 
little girls.
     So it was, that I and all 14 of my sisters spent an average 
of 5 to 7 years each, sleeping with our grandfather until he got 
each of us pregnant.  After that, we each repeated the process 
with our father, sometimes even three, four, or even five times.
     By the time I left home, I had two babies by Grandpa, three 
by Daddy, and one each by the Chauffeur and Cook (OK! . . . 
Chef).
     Daddy saw to it that I and each of my sisters got a million-
dollar annuity to keep us going for the rest of our lives.  With 
the income he gets from investing most of the surplus from the 
Lottery-money, it didn't even dent the growth of the fund Daddy 
setting aside for each of us, and all our children . . . not to 
mention the settlements with each of the leaving maids and 
Nannys.  (Daddy made it more profitable for a girl to leave with 
pregnancy benefits, than to remain after giving birth . . . thus 
ensuring a steady turnover in young, pretty, and sexy maids.  If 
they weren't young, pretty and sexy, then they didn't get hired, 
or were laid off in a hurry.  The list of applicants for female 
staff-members, while nowhere near as long as the one for male-
household, was always long enough to ensure at least 20 or 30 
applicants for each vacancy.


































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