                   Grand-Daughters (3 of them)
                         An Erotic Story

     "Please Grandpa?" Whined Lori.
     I couldn't believe it.  Things like this just do NOT happen!
     First, your daughter-in-law just does NOT put you in bed 
between her two nubile young daughters . . . .
     At 12 and 10 years old respectively, Lori and her little 
sister Carri DEFINITELY fit the description of "nubile".
     Soft round bumps filled Lori's chest, and even little Carrie 
had started to fill out a little there; no longer being the 
completely flat little tomboy that had previously kept me from 
having sexual thoughts about her, unlike the ever-present wet-
dreams her older sister gave me.  And while the younger girl's 
hips hadn't rounded yet into the womanly shape that Lori had, she 
still had lost the skinny look that previously had made her 
almost look bony.  Both little girls had long brown hair that 
almost reached to their waists, and big brown eyes that could get 
anything from their grandfather they wanted, just by looking at 
me sorrowfully, and saying, "Please, Grandpa?"
     Anything except this, that is.
     As I said, you just DON'T find yourself in bed between your 
two sexually developing young granddaughters like this.
     Second, even imagining for some outlandish reason that you 
DID end up in bed with two little girls, you did NOT end up there 
naked, with the older of the two trying to fit your pre-cum 
dribbling prick up into her equally slippery little hole!  I 
mean, it just doesn't happen!  Only it had.
     I tried to remember how I had gotten into this mess, while 
fighting the urge to give in to my sexy little granddaughter, and 
shove my thick prick so far up her tight little slit that it came 
out her mouth, and pumped the child's belly so full of her own 
grandfather's potent seed that the little girl would be having my 
babies for the next five years . . . .
     God!  I almost came all over the little girl's squeezing 
young hand, as she tried to work the tip of my penis into her 
horny little body.
     When Mari had told everybody that because of the crowding; 
having almost everybody in her family, as well as mine over for 
Thanksgiving, that we would all have to "double-up" in our 
sleeping arrangements, I had never even suspected that she meant 
"mixed doubles".  And certainly that she would never put her 
horny father-in-law in the same bed with her two pre-teenaged 
daughters.
     Even when I found myself ushered into the girl's bedroom, 
when everybody was settling down for the night, I had expected to 
end up with possibly my son, or some of the other men, while her 
daughters spent the night with her and the other women.  I just 
figured that this was the easiest place for her to put us, as the 
women would probably be sleeping in the master bedroom with her.  
(Who ACTUALLY slept in the master bedroom, I didn't find out 
until next morning.)  So, not being particularly shy, even around 
other men, I had undressed and slipped into the little girls' 
bed; expecting to be joined later by my son, or one of the older 
boys that were visiting also.


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     Only I was awoke by first Lori and then Carri slipping into 
bed on either side of me.  Unlike me, (I never wear ANYTHING to 
bed.) the two little girls were both wearing short little 
nightgowns, that while they were fairly demure when standing up, 
did nothing to keep my suddenly erect prick from touching either 
of their cute little bottoms.  I was too shocked to even object, 
as Lori snuggled her cute little butt right back against my rigid 
prick, while she reached for the light.
     "Grandpa's got a hard-on," she giggled, as she reached down 
between her legs, and fit my swollen member up between them, so 
it didn't get in the way.  "No shit!" I exclaimed.  "What do you 
expect when two sexy little girls just climb right into bed with 
me?"  Carri giggled at this, from the other side.
     "I'd better get out before . . . ," I started.
     "Oh don't be silly, Grandpa," said Lori; snuggling back even 
harder; seeming to enjoy the feel of her own grandfather's hard 
prick poking between her legs.  "It's too late to change things 
now.  Momma's made all the arrangements, and almost everybody is 
asleep already.  Carri and I don't mind sleeping with you, if you 
don't."
     "But, but, but," I spluttered for a second.  "If your mother 
finds out I've been sleeping naked in the same bed with you two, 
she'll have me put away!  I've got to get out."
     "Oh don't be silly, Grandpa," murmured Carri; snuggling up 
to me from the other side.  "Momma KNOWS you're in here with us.  
Who do you think arranged for you to sleep in here.  So shut up, 
and go to sleep . . . OK?"  The little girl wrapped her arm 
around me, and snuggled even closer; while her big sister pushed 
back from the other side.  My by now steel-hard prick slid 
between the elder girl's legs, and poked out her front; almost as 
though she had a short little prick of her own.
     "Oooh!" sighed Lori; and snuggled back even closer, if 
possible.
     Interested; Carri reached over both me and her big sister, 
and felt between the older girls legs; actually fondling the tip 
of my prick for a second.
     "Wow," she said, "you were right.  Grandpa DOES have a hard-
on."
     At my objection, she said, "It's OK, Grandpa . . . I don't 
mind . . . it's kind of nice to know you think we're sexy . . . 
right Lori?"
     "Uhuh," replied her big sister; snuggling back against me so 
hard that I could actually feel her cunny-lips spread around the 
top of my prick, where it poked between her legs.  "I don't mind 
Grandpa."
     "See," said Carri; pulling my swollen prick up hard into her 
sister's crotch until the older girl's cunny-lips were wrapped 
halfway around the swollen member; then letting go so she could 
wrap her arm around my chest while she snuggled up to my back 
like a second skin.  "Momma doesn't mind, I don't mind, and I'm 
sure Lori doesn't mine either, do you?"  At her big sister's 
sleepy, "Uh-uh," she continued, "So shut up, and let's go to 
sleep."




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     Yeah, sure!  I'm supposed to go to sleep with the sexiest 
little girl in the world snuggling up almost naked in front of 
me; where my big arm had unconsciously wrapped itself around the 
child, and I found I had one of my granddaughter's budding young 
breasts softly cupped in one big horny palm.  Down below, my 
raging erection was sliding through the child's buttocks, and 
between her legs like some pedophiles wet-dream of heaven.  I was 
SOOOO tempted to slide my prick back about three inches, and then 
angle it up until . . . .
     I was sweating; as I managed to stop that obscene thought 
before my prick pumped thick white sperm all over the sheets; 
making a mess of the little girls' bed . . . .
     Or worse-yet, I gave into the urge, and stuck my swollen 
member right up in my sexy little granddaughter's slippery slit, 
and pumped her tight little hole full of gob after thick white 
gob of the stuff that makes babies in little girls.  Somehow 
(Don't ask me how.) I managed it.  With a sigh, I gave in and 
just "snuggled" like the little girls seemed to want me to.
     It seemed forever I lay there; resisting the temptation to 
at least slide my swollen prick back and forth between my 
granddaughter's legs; but eventually the urge passed; and shortly 
thereafter I DID fall asleep.  The two girls were still cuddled 
up to me like over-friendly kittens.  Well, it might be a new 
kind of sexual torture, but it was also incredibly 
friendly . . . .
     I found that I LIKED it.  As I said, I DID fall asleep.

     About two hours later, (I think.) I woke up having the most 
INCREDIBLY erotic wet-dream . . . .
     The head of my prick kept poking into a sexy hole; while a 
tight ring ALMOST kept slipping over the head, and a sexy young 
girl kept begging me to shove it all the way inside her . . . .
     "Please," she whimpered . . . , "Please Grandpa?  I want to 
feel it IN me . . . Please?"
     As you can guess, it wasn't a dream.  My granddaughter Lori 
was working her tight little cunny on and off the tip of my 
prick, as she tried to force even more of it up inside 
her . . . .
     Only the angle was wrong.  If I hadn't slipped into a half-
crouched fetal-position during the night, I'm sure the horny kid 
would have slid my swollen peter all the way up in her dripping-
wet hole.  As it was, I had a chance to reason with her; once I 
realized what was going on.  I didn't WANT to reason . . . .
     I WANTED to stuff my swollen prick so far up the child's 
tummy she would be eating it, and fill her  tight little womb so 
full if my sperm she would be bloated like a balloon . . . .
     Only I didn't.  "Oh God, I can't," I moaned; as sexually 
frustrated as she was.  "Your mother would KILL me, if she found 
out I not only was sleeping with you girls, but had actually 
fucked one of you."
     Lori actually giggled.  "Oh Grandpa," she snickered, "why do 
you think Momma PUT you in here with us?  She knows how horny 
both of us are, and she also knows what kind of stories YOU like 
to read . . ."



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     "What stories?" I interrupted her.
     "Daddy's Darling Daughter, Her Father's Daughter, Grandpa's 
Little Darlings," she answered.
     I was in shock.  I hadn't thought that any of my kids knew I 
read such material; let alone my granddaughters.
     "We know all about what type of stories you read," Lori 
continued, "so stop being silly, and fuck me . . . OK?"
     Oh God, was I tempted to do just that.  Even if her mother 
did NOT intend me to actually fuck the little girl, it was 
extremely obvious that I would NOT be "molesting" the child; 
merely giving her what she so obviously wanted.  On the other 
hand . . . , "What about your little sister?" I asked.  After 
all, if Carri woke up and found me actually "slipping the meat" 
to her big sister . . . <Shudder.>  "Oh don't worry; Carri won't 
mind," said Lori; busily trying to recapture my now half-hard 
prick; as it had wilted slightly while I worried about her mother 
and little sister.  "Besides, she's asleep right now."
     "Oh shut up and fuck her, so I can get some sleep!" grumbled 
the little girl in question; putting the lie to her big sister's 
statement.  "If you two keep on arguing all night, NOBODY will 
get any sex, or sleep either."  Carri deliberately grabbed a 
bunch of covers, and pulled them over her head; pointedly turning 
her back on the two of us.
     Lori giggled guiltily, for a second, then resumed trying to 
fit my prick up against her slippery little hole.  "Please 
Grandpa?" she repeated.
     What could I say?  I did it.  It took me about a minute to 
completely regain the erection I had when I woke up, but once I 
had, I pushed forward while Lori pushed back.  The little girl's 
cunny was already slippery from both her juices and my pre-cum, 
so the swollen head of my prick slipped easily inside her tight 
little slit, with a popping sensation that almost had me cumming 
with only the tip buried inside her.  The tight ring sliding over 
the sensitive head of my penis was almost enough to make me 
cum . . . Almost.
     For Lori, it must have been too much.  I guess feeling her 
grandfather's prick slipping inside her, after dreaming and 
fighting for it for hours, was too much.  Either that, or the 
little girl was just so hot that even feeling the head of a man's 
penis inside her was enough to make her cum.  Almost immediately, 
I felt ripples and clamping on the head of my prick, as Lori 
shuddered and gasped in front of me.  When I pulled out, and then 
slid almost three full inches inside her, the ripples ran up and 
down my prick like it was some expensive milking machine.  God, 
do I envy girls.  From first stroke to last, my granddaughter 
didn't stop cumming.  I only lasted about three full strokes in 
the little girl, before the slick wet heat and tight squeezing 
got the better of me.  In fact, I had barely bottomed out, on the 
third stroke; with Lori's cunny forming a tight ring at the base 
of my prick, when I lost it.  I grit my teeth, and TRIED to pull 
out, but not before at least ONE thick squirt spat out the tip of 
my prick, and into the little girl's body.
     "Oh shit!" I said; trying desperately to extract my spewing 
prick from inside my granddaughter before I let her have even 
more of my potent sperm.


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     Lori stopped me.  "It's OK, Grandpa," she soothed me.  For a 
second, I was able to hold off from squirting a second big spurt 
inside her from sheer surprise that she didn't seem to mind my 
cumming inside her.  "My period was last week," she explained, 
"so you can cum in me all you want to."
     "Aaauuuughoooooohhh."  My groan of release died down to just 
a moan of satisfaction, as I let the little girl have it all.  
While I knew that it wasn't as dangerous to cum in my 
granddaughter NOW, as it would be about a week later, I also knew 
that the little girl was NOT safe at this time.  I just couldn't 
stop myself.  I jerked and spasmed and forced my prick as far up 
in the little girl as I could, while I did my best to father a 
child on my own granddaughter.  Lori, it turned out, was just as 
aware of her condition as I was.  "Momma says my best time to 
catch is next week," she said comfortingly, while her cunny STILL 
clamped and squeezed on my wildly spewing prick, "so you can cum 
in me as much as you want to, without having to worry about 
getting me pregnant . . . I don't mind."
     "You . . . Don't . . . Mind?" I barely managed to gasp; 
thrusting forward and giving my granddaughter another incestuous 
squirt with each grunted word.
     "Uhuh," she replied, barely able to speak herself; while her 
tight little cunny squeezed each thick drop of my seed out of my 
prick, and into her welcoming young belly.  "You can get me 
pregnant, if you want to . . . I don't mind."
     My prick gave one last thick squirt; rippling though the 
base of my penis, through the tube on the bottom, and then 
spitting out the head, before being forcefully injected in the 
welcoming young belly of the sexiest little girl in the whole 
world.  She didn't MIND me getting her pregnant?   OOOoooooh, 
what a thoroughly sexy, thoroughly obscene, and thoroughly 
wonderful thought.  Even my wife, in the years before she died, 
had never really WANTED to let me get her pregnant; just 
accepting it as one of her "wifely chores."  Not that Jane hadn't 
liked SEX . . . or even kids.  It was being pregnant and going 
through childbirth that she didn't like; stopping after two 
children as having done her "duty to me," when I had hoped for at 
least three or four kids . . . .
     Ah well.  Jane HAD loved me . . . while she still lived.  
Otherwise, she never would have consented to bear ANY of my 
children.  To her, it was all pain and bother . . . Jane would 
have as soon adopted; while I wanted something that was part of 
both of us to love . . . ending up with a son and daughter to 
help me through the heartbreak of when she died.  Now, my sexy 
young granddaughter who I love almost as much, tells me she 
"doesn't mind" if I get her pregnant?  Oooooh!  I sent one last 
thick white squirt in the child's vagina at the very thought.  
"Thanks, Lori," I gasped; as the final shudders of a few last 
sticky drops of sperm oozing through my prick finally eased.
     "Thanks, Grandpa," replied Lori; as she snuggled back to me, 
so we could both go back to sleep; with my now almost limp prick 
still holding my seed bottled up in the child's vagina like a 
soft cork.  Her vagina was STILL making half-hearted squeeze-
clamp-SQUEEZE sensations around my penis.  Even as she relaxed, 
Lori was STILL having little twinges of orgasm.


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     Only the bed still didn't stop moving, once we stopped.  
"Ungh, uuunnhh!" came the soft grunts behind me, then a final 
"Ohohohoooh," as a last shudder shook the bed.  Carri was just 
finishing HER orgasm, after watching me get off in her big 
sister.  "Whoo, thanks guys," she said; collapsing in a heap, 
"now THAT was sexy."
     Well, at least she hadn't expected me to fuck HER.  I mean, 
it was bad enough fucking her 12 year old sister, but . . . .
     I sighed with relief; and snuggled up to Lori; trying to 
force my limp prick up inside her a little farther, so the white 
goo I had ejaculated inside her didn't get all over the bed.
     "You know," said Lori, almost conversationally, as she 
snuggled back to me, while her little sister snuggled up behind, 
"You're going to have to fuck HER too, before the night is over.  
Otherwise, it wouldn't be fair."   Oh shit.
     Several hours later I woke up with another hard-on.  This 
time, Lori really WAS asleep.  The tight squeeze of her horny 
young vagina had reduced to just a tight ring halfway down my 
prick, as only the muscles at the entrance kept the oversized 
member from slipping out.  We were almost stuck together, but 
after sliding out about half an inch, the sperm I had already 
ejaculated inside the little girl lubricated me enough so that I 
was able to slide ALL the way up inside her without bringing more 
that a satisfied "Ooooh," from the sleeping little girl.  The 
temptation was too strong.  Since I knew that Lori already HAD 
millions of my sperm wriggling up inside her fertile young belly, 
I didn't feel very guilty about squirting still more inside her.  
I did something I had always loved to do with my wife, but had 
rarely gotten the chance to do . . . I fucked the little girl in 
her sleep.
     The cum inside her made her so slippery, Lori scarcely felt 
me moving in and out; and the tight ring sliding up and down my 
prick, while highly erotic, wasn't SO erotic that it made me cum 
immediately.  Every once in a while I would feel the urge to 
spurt the little girl full of incestuous seed rise, and each time 
I slowed my thrusting; just pushing up inside her until the 
sensations eased, with the tight ring of her cunny clasping the 
base of my prick, and my penis leaking still more pre-cum and 
sperm in the child's womb.  Sometimes I didn't manage to hold 
completely off; actually squirting a little sperm inside her 
tunnel before I grit my teeth and managed to regain control.  
Each time I did this; releasing a little inside her; it allowed 
me to go a little longer the next time.  Finally, after sliding 
in and out for well over half an hour, I decided NOT to hold back 
on the next one; just letting it flow when the urge came; jetting 
gob after gooey gob of incestuous cum in the child, until I 
finally relaxed with my now half-hard prick still stuck all the 
way up inside Lori's tight young slit, and my prick was almost 
floating in the incestuous sperm I had ejaculated inside her sexy 
young body.
     I collapsed against my granddaughter; hugging her to me, and 
running my big hand up and down her smooth young belly, before 
capturing a sweet young breast in it, and drifting back to sleep.  
Carri had turned over in the night, with her back to both of us.



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     "Thanks, Grandpa," murmured Lori; snugging back to seat my 
prick a little further up inside her body.  I was too sleepy to 
be shocked at finding out she was awake, instead of asleep like I 
thought she had been.  "You're welcome," I responded, then 
remembered to add, "I love you, you know."
     "'love you too, Grandpa," she murmured sleepily, then slid 
off to sleep.  THIS time, I was sure the little girl was asleep, 
because she snored softly, and her body was relaxed when she did.  
Two minutes later I was asleep myself, with my thick prick STILL 
comfortably ensconced in the sleeping child's sweet young vagina.  
Oh, to be able to spend ALL my nights like this . . . <Sigh.>
     The next morning I woke up to find Lori gone, a slightly-
cool damp-spot where she had been, and Carri snuggled up to me 
with my prick between HER legs, as I had turned over after Lori 
left to go clean up, and help her mother get breakfast for a 
hungry crowd of relatives.
     "Mmmmm," she sighed; fitting my prick up against her tight 
little hole, just like her big sister had, once she found out I 
was awake.  "For a while there," she said, "I was afraid Lori was 
going to monopolize this thing all night!  C'mere, Grandpa, and 
show me you like my hot little hole just as much as you did my 
big sister's."
     THIS time, I didn't object.  Having already fucked ONE of my 
two granddaughters, and having the other doing her best to get 
laid, I no longer felt guilty about it.  Both girls obviously 
knew what they were getting into (Or, more correctly, what was 
getting into them.) so it wasn't as if I was raping them, or even 
"molesting" them, when they didn't want it.  Heck, if anything, 
the two girls were raping ME.  I shoved my prick up in the little 
girl.
     I would have shoved it ALL the way up in the child, only she 
gave out a yelp, and said, "Ouch!  Grandpa!  I'm not as big as 
Lori, and besides, You're a lot bigger than . . . .
      Shit . . . Sorry Grandpa, I'm not supposed to tell.  
Anyway, it hurts a little."
     No wonder it hurt.  No, it was NOT my oversized prick in the 
10-year-old's tight little cunny that was really the problem.  
When I had fucked her big sister, we had both been leaking 
lubrication for over half an hour.  Carri was not only SMALLER 
inside than her big sister was, but dryer too, as neither she nor 
I had "worked each other up" like Lori and I had the previous 
night.  It took almost 10 minutes of working with saliva and a 
few "ouches" from Carri, before my prick lubricated enough, and 
her tight little cunny relaxed and also lubricated enough to 
allow us to fuck comfortably.  For all the starting discomfort, 
neither one of us felt inclined to stop.
     Once we finally got going, I got on top, and Carri and I 
started fucking "missionary style".  For all it's detractors, 
this method has a lot going for it.  We both got to watch the 
obscene sight of my thick prick sliding in and out of the bare 
little slit of a horny 10-year-old girl.  Such an erotic sight 
you never did see.





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     Thankfully, her big sister had drained me enough the night 
before; taking the pressure off my balls, that I was able to give 
the little girl the fucking she deserved.  Unlike her big sister 
Lori, Carri took a long time to work up; then came like a 
banshee, when she did.  The wail of the little girl's orgasm 
ripped through the room like the squeal of a stepped-on bagpipe.  
I was certain that people would come running to see what I was 
doing to the child, but nobody did.  Feeling Carri's tight little 
cunny clasping and squeezing on my thick cock was enough to 
finally get me off too.  Only this time I had more control.  
Since I had already drained my balls in her big sister twice the 
night before, I was no longer the hair-trigger prick just waiting 
to spew sperm that I had been from almost two year's celibacy (if 
you count only self-done hand-jobs as celibacy, that is).
     "Uh, Carri," I said; gritting my teeth to hold back 
(successfully, this time).  "I'm gonna . . ."  I didn't have to 
say what.
     "It's OK," she said, "you can cum in me, if you want to."
     I just LOOKED at the little girl.  After all, her big sister 
had given me the same line the night before.  With that 
"permission" it was hard, but I still held back.
     Carri suddenly grinned, as she realizes what was bothering 
me.  "Hey," she repeated, "you can cum inside me all you want 
to . . . . After all, I'm only 10 years old, you know."
     With a sigh of relief, I slid all the way into the little 
girl, and let her have the big mass of cum I had been holding 
back.  I jerked and spasmed inside my granddaughter; doing my 
best to plant my sperm as far up in the child's womb as I could, 
while Carri held and squeezed me through the remnants of HER 
orgasm.  It was only when the last sticky drops were oozing into 
the child's tiny little slit, that I became conscious that Carri 
had been rattling on with her reassurance, even while we both 
enjoyed the feeling of me ejaculating inside her.  "Heck," she 
said, "Momma says it will probably be two or three months yet, 
before my periods stabilize, and I have to keep track of them 
like Lori does."
     We were both just coming down from the pleasure of mating, 
and Carri's words were just seeping into my brain; letting me 
know that there was a chance that I had just gotten not one, but 
TWO granddaughters pregnant, (Not much of a chance, but still a 
chance.) when the girl's mother poked he head in the door.  There 
wasn't a chance at hiding what we were doing, as the bed was 
right next to the door, and the moment it opened Mari could see 
me lying on top of her daughter, with my thick prick still 
leaking sticky white cum in the little girl's tight little hole.
     "Sorry," she apologized, "but Lori thought you two would be 
finished by now . . . .
     When you're done, breakfast is ready.  I've already thrown 
both of your clothes in the laundry last night when you were all 
sleeping, so don't bother looking for them.  They won't be dry 
for another half hour."  The door shut with a <click.>  Well, it 
was obvious that my daughter-in-law was NOT mad at me for fucking 
her little girls.




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     Carri and I regretfully pulled apart.  The thick white ooze 
slowly seeping from her tight little slit somehow didn't even 
look obscene.  For only 10 years old, Carri showed incredible 
grace after just being fucked.  For HER, it didn't seem nasty for 
a 50+ man to be fucking her, and filling her tiny little slit 
full of incestuous cum.
     I looked, and Mari was right.  Only my belt and things from 
my pockets were sitting on the chair I had left my clothes on the 
night before.  Remembering the way Lori and I had spend most of 
the night connected, without even a sheet over us, I knew that 
the girl's mother could NOT have missed it.  It seems that my 
daughter-in-law HAD not only wanted me to sleep with her little 
girls, but to fuck them too . . . or at least, she didn't mind if 
I did.  Wow!  I wondered just what kind of family my son had 
married into.
     Coming out of the bedroom, still naked, I soon found out.  
While the whole house wasn't an orgy; seeing that MOST of the 
family was eating breakfast in the kitchen; there were STILL 
signs that sex between family-members was considered not only 
normal, but pretty much the order-of-the-day.  Not only with HER 
family, but with mine as well.
     For example, (ignoring the pants and groans from the master 
bedroom) my daughter's kids were still in (or more correctly ON) 
the sleeping bag they had spent the night in, in the middle of 
the living-room floor.  The four kids were in a "menage-a-quatro" 
that would have made Don Juan blush; as my 7-year-old 
granddaughter "took care of" all three of her older brothers at 
once!  The little girl was sliding her tight little cunny up and 
down her oldest brother, while the youngest was on top of her 
with his cute little prick buried in her behind.  At the same 
time, the middle boy had his prick halfway down the little girl's 
throat.
     My daughter Ann just looked on with pride, as if scenes like 
this were normal at her house.  "Isn't it great, Dad?" she asked.  
"Kimmy just learned how to take all three of them at once, and 
she's so proud of herself.  She keeps wanting to show off how 
good she is; and since the whole family is here, she decided to 
show us all how much she's learned.  Isn't she just SO cute?  
Look how she makes both of them go in and out at the same 
time . . . you'd almost think she had been fucking like that for 
years, instead of only 3 months now."
     I collapsed almost in shock, on the big living-room chair.  
I couldn't take my eyes of the little 7-year-old squirming in the 
middle of the floor, with her three brothers.  Suddenly the 
little girl took her mouth off the boy in front of her, and 
remarked conversationally, "Oooh . . . I think Mike is cumming in 
me," before returning to sucking the teenager's prick.
     It was shortly obvious who the child was talking about, as a 
white smear suddenly appeared around the base of the cock of the 
older boy lying underneath her, and "slurp-slurp" sounds as his 
prick slid in and out, testified to the fact that the 15-year-old 
was indeed ejaculating his sperm in his 7-year-old little sister.  
Kimmy just speeded up her sucking on the other boy in front of 
her, until he too began squirting thick white cum in the little 
girl . . . Only in her mouth.


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     The little girl didn't pull back, either; shoving her face 
forward, until the older boy's prick had vanished in her mouth, 
and you knew the kid was ejaculating his thick white cum right 
down the child's throat.
     The youngest boy didn't cum; just sighing with satisfaction 
as the little girl finally pulled apart from the three of them.  
Perhaps he was to young to ejaculate yet.  In any case, he seemed 
as happy about it as his two older brothers.
     Little Kimmy stood up, and proudly showed everybody her cum-
oozing little cunny; only taking a tissue to wipe up with, when 
it threatened to drip on the carpet.
     It was then, that she noticed ME watching.  "Did you see it 
Grandpa?" she asked.  "Did you like it?  Momma says I'm getting 
to be pretty good . . . do you think so?  Can I try it with you?  
Please?  Lori and Carri say you're even better than Daddy is.  
Can I try it with you?  Please, Grandpa?  I'll make it feel REAL 
good for you, I promise!"
     Before I could say anything, the eagerly chattering child 
was climbing in my lap, and fitting my suddenly erect penis up 
against her incredibly tiny little slit.  I couldn't BELIEVE this 
was happening!  I looked over at the little girl's mother in 
shock!  Only instead of being annoyed, my daughter was looking at 
her little girl trying to fit my engorged prick inside herself 
with amusement, and yes even pride!
     "Oh why don't you, Daddy?" she said.  "The little shit has 
fucked almost everybody else, except Danny, who's just plain too 
big.  Why not let her try, OK?"
     "I'll make it feel REAL good for you Grandpa," repeated the 
little girl; looking earnestly in my face for approval.  "Please 
Grandpa?" she pleaded.
     I gave up . . . .
     From then on, if my THREE year old granddaughter had asked 
me to fuck her, the answer would have been the same . . . , "If 
you can get it in, you can have it," I sighed.  Somehow, I could 
NOT feel guilty about it, the way I would have felt like an 
unspeakable pervert, if this had happened the night before.
     "Thanks, Grandpa," said the little girl, earnestly, "you'll 
like it . . . really."  With this, the child placed the head of 
my prick against her tiny little hole, as kneeling up facing me, 
she started to sit back down on my swollen throbbing prick.  I 
was NOT worried that it would not "feel good" to me.  In fact, 
just the opposite.  I was afraid that after feeling a little girl 
like her's tight little cunny squeezing the cum out of my prick, 
that I would be spoiled for any ADULT vagina, like the one of my 
horny young daughter who was so eagerly watching her daughter try 
to fuck her father.
     As I felt the tip of my prick spread the child's cunny-lips, 
before slipping inside the tightest, sweetest, hottest little 
hole in the world, I suddenly became aware that the whole family 
was watching the little girl fuck her grandfather.  Oh shit.  
Still, the incredibly sexy feel of the child's vagina spreading 
to take the head of my penis inside her body was enough to keep 
me erect, in spite of the embarrassment of fucking her in front 
of the entire family.



                                10


     In spite of my size, and her being so little, the sperm her 
brother had already ejaculated inside the little girl made her so 
slippery, that my prick just stretched and stretched her, and 
then slowly OOZED into her body.  I felt an incredibly tight ring 
slide down my prick; never stooping until it was squeezing the 
base of my prick, and I could feel a hard knob bumping against 
the tip of my prick, as it poked against the little girl's 
cervix.  I couldn't believe it . . . .
     The little 7-year-old had taken every inch of my thick prick 
up inside her tight little hole, and was starting to slide up and 
down.  Kimmy leaned back a little in my arms, so the whole family 
could see that she had taken me all the way up inside herself.  
Then, she leaned forward, and whispered in my ear.  "See, 
Grandpa," she whispered, "I told you I would make it feel good."
     Oh God, did she ever . . . and that was only the start.  
First, Kimmy wriggled herself in place; just making my fat prick 
go all the way up inside her.  Then she lifted up; almost milking 
my prick with her tight little hole.  The tight ring of the 
child's vagina actually stripped some remaining sperm from my 
prick; that had been left over from cumming inside her cousin 
Carri.  Kimmy pulled up, until only the head of my prick was 
trapped inside her tight little hole by the muscles at the 
entrance; then she pulled up a little more; "popping" the head 
out for a second.
     Then, she "popped" it back in again; and began the long 
slide down to the bottom.  Slowly she slid down, until once again 
the little girl had every inch of her grandfather's penis inside 
her hot little hole, and once again my prick was leaking pre-cum 
and sperm into the child's tiny cervix.  Then she repeated it.  
Up she went, until the head popped out of her, then she popped it 
back in again, and slid down to the bottom where she wriggled to 
seat my prick all the way inside her.
     Three times more, the little girl repeated this . . . then 
four times.  Finally, I felt my seed rising in my prick.  THIS 
time I wasn't worried about accidentally knocking the little girl 
up . . . not at 7 years old, anyway.  Besides, she had just 
fucked all three of her brothers, and from the sound of it, her 
father and uncle as well.  No, I wasn't worried about cumming 
inside her.  I DID want to let her know though . . . if only out 
of politeness.  "Uh,"I groaned, "I'm going to cum."
     "Do it, Grandpa," she squeaked.  "Please?  I want to feel 
you cum inside me, and get me pregnant, just like you did Lori 
and Carri . . . Please?"  By this time, the little girl was 
sliding up and down my prick like a monkey on a pole.
     I grabbed the little 7-year-old, and held her steady; 
jabbing my prick to the root in her cute little belly.  "Here it 
comes," I warned her, before suddenly grabbing her tight, while 
my prick flexed and flushed what felt like gallons of hot sticky 
cum in the little girl's welcoming young womb.  Spasm after spasm 
shook me, as I emptied my body into that of my own sexy young 
granddaughter.  I could actually see the little girl's flat 
little tummy bulge, each time my engorged penis jerked and spat 
yet another thick gob of baby-juice inside her.  Got, did that 
feel good.



                                11


     Once I started to ease up, Kimmy leaned back, so that the 
whole family could see where my thick prick had vanished into the 
little girl's body, and was squirting my seed in thick white jets 
against her immature young womb.  Shortly, a thick white drop of 
cum oozed out by the base of my prick; giving mute evidence that 
I HAD cum inside the child; not just faked it.
     After three or four good squirts inside her, my prick 
finally started to shrink.  At this, Kimmy  eased forward, and 
just cuddled up to me, like she had so many times in the past 
when she was younger . . . only THIS time, with her own 
grandfather's fat prick still buried in her tight little hole; 
still leaking incestuous cum in the little girl's womb.
     "Thanks, Grandpa," she murmured sleepily; snuggling into my 
arms and actually going to sleep, with my half-hard prick still 
oozing an occasional drop of thick white cum inside her vagina.
     Mari had to bring me coffee, while the child slept in my 
arms.  "Well," she asked, as she settled into the couch next to 
me, where she could look down my front at where my penis still 
vanished into her niece's body, "what do you think of your 
granddaughters NOW?"
     What COULD I say?  I snuggled Kimmy a little closer, so an 
extra half-inch of fat prick slid inside her; bringing a mewl of 
contentment from the child.  "I think they're wonderful," I said, 
truthfully.
     "You don't think they're sluts, or anything like that?" she 
asked.
     I considered it . . . .
     "Mmmmmm, maybe," I said.   "But what's wrong with being a 
slut?  At least, if you like it."
     "Thanks, Pops," said Mari; untangling herself to go get me 
some toast to have for breakfast, "I KNEW you were the right one 
to sleep with my little girls . . . I wasn't sure before.  You'll 
be spending the rest of this reunion in their bed, OK?"
     I thought of the two little girls' possibly fertile 
conditions.  "Uh, what about . . . ?"  I couldn't say, 
"pregnancy"; just waving my hand in a bulging-motion past the 
child sleeping in my lap.  Mari figured out what I meant, as I 
knew she would.  "THAT," she said, "is up to the girls," and left 
me there, with my jaw hanging out.
     About 20 minutes later my daughter came by, while I was very 
carefully trying to finish my breakfast, without disturbing the 
sleeping little girl in my lap.  Ann looked from me, to the 
contented child snuggled with her grandfather's penis still 
pulsing in her tight little slit, and his potent sperm still 
wriggling its way up inside her cute little tummy.  "Thanks, 
Daddy" she said.  "Kimmy really needed that, after not being able 
to get Danny inside her like she wanted to."
     What could I say?  Heck, what could ANY man say, when his 
daughter actually THANKED him for fucking her little girl; 
squirting thick gobs of incestuous seed in the child's womb?  
Nothing.






                                12


     Ann reached over to pet Kimmy's hair; causing the little 
girl to sigh with contentment, and snuggle a little closer.  
There was a sudden catching sensation, and then my newly erect 
prick was once again all the way up inside the little girl's 
body, as she readjusted herself in her sleep to accommodate my 
swollen organ.  "Mmmmmm," she murmured; nuzzling her face into my 
chest.  Unconsciously, I hugged the little girl closer, while 
just as unconsciously her tight little cunny squeezed the base of 
my prick in such a warm friendly manner it would have to be 
experienced to be believed.
     "She IS a sexy little thing, isn't she?" Commented Ann; 
seeming to be pleased with the sight of her father cuddling her 
little girl, even if she knew the man had his thick prick buried 
to the hilt in the child's tight little baby-hole.
     Again, what could I say?  "Yes, she sure is," I managed to 
reply.
     "Do me a favor, Daddy?" she asked.
     "Mmmm?" I responded.  My mind was more occupied with 
cuddling her daughter, and getting the child's cunny settled a 
little more  comfortably on my cum-dribbling prick, than on Ann's 
question.
     "Promise me you'll not only fuck her, but get her pregnant 
when she gets old enough?"
     I almost came again in the little girl at the obscene 
thought.  "Well," I temporized, "If she still wants me to."  I 
wasn't going to rape my own granddaughters.
     "Dad!"  Ann looked as though she was going to pick up her 
daughter and leave.  I just couldn't bear the thought of 
disturbing Kimmy by pulling out.  "OK," I sighed.  I knew I would 
regret making that promise someday.  On the other hand, Kimmy 
hadn't seemed to be displeased by the prospect; any more than her 
older cousins had.  Maybe I was worried for nothing.
     "How long has this been going on?" I asked; managing to 
include not only the fact of her daughter's sexual activity with 
her brothers and myself, but by implication my daughter, my two 
other granddaughters, and everything else.  For sure, nothing 
like this had been going on the LAST time I had dropped over to 
visit either my son OR daughter.
     Ann giggled.  She always DID look so cute when she did that.  
"Only about three months, she replied.  "And believe it or not, 
it was Kimmy here, who started everything."
     Somehow, with my prick slowly reviving in the child's belly 
where it was stirring the load of sperm I had already ejaculated 
in the little girl, I didn't find this as hard to believe as I 
might have otherwise.  I smiled; raised my eyebrows; and 
indicated to Ann that she should continue.
     "Well," she said; settling down more comfortably in the 
couch to continue; ignoring pants and sighs of "Oh . . . oh 
Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," coming from the other room, "A little over 
three months ago my husband caught little Kimmy here sleeping in 
her big brother's bed . . . .






                                13


     No, not Mike's, John's.  At first, he thought the 12-year-
old was molesting his little sister, until it became apparent 
from both of them that it had been Kimmy who had sneaked into her 
big brother's bedroom, not the other way around.  It seems the 
little slut had heard about sex from by spying on some older 
girls at school, and wanted to see if it was as nice as they said 
it was."  Ann's voice when she called her little girl a "slut" 
was so loving, that it sounded more like a term of praise or 
endearment, than something obscene or nasty.  "By the time we 
found out," she continued, "John had already fucked his little 
sister three or four times, and as you can imagine, neither one 
of the kids wanted to stop.  Well, for a week there were such 
rantings, ravings, and screamings and tantrums in our house you 
wouldn't believe!"
     I smiled to myself in memory of Ann, at the same age, and 
the tantrums SHE had when not getting her own way . . . .
     I could imagine her daughter, for all of the sweetness of 
the child sleeping in my lap, being just as stubborn as her 
mother was.
     "Well," continued Ann, "George and I did our best . . . or 
thought we did.  We forbid Kimmy from not only sleeping in her 
brother's bedroom, but from even going in there alone with him; 
and the same thing for him going into HER bedroom.  We also gave 
the two kids big lectures about how 'wrong' it was for him to do 
that to her.  For almost a week, we THOUGHT we had made them 
understand . . . well, maybe John, we had.  Only about six days 
later we (actually, I) found Kimmy in MIKE'S bedroom; sliding up 
and down her big brother's prick like some incredible young 
harlot, until the older boy had no choice but to cum inside her.  
I was just about to yell and scream to get them to stop before he 
did; when Mike suddenly grunted and a thick white drop started 
oozing down the base of his prick; and I knew the older boy's 
sperm was decorating the inside of his little sister's vagina.  
It seems that since Kimmy wasn't allowed to fuck her 12-year-old 
brother John, she figured she would get Mike to 'do' her.  Well, 
being a horny teenager, the older boy hadn't been all that hard 
to convince.  MORE yellings, screamings and tantrums followed 
THIS discovery.  When we finally got it through Kimmy's head, 
that little girls are not supposed to fuck ANY of their brothers, 
we thought we finally had things under control . . . .
     Until we found her seducing the meter-man."
     "The METER man?" I asked incredulously; stirring my prick in 
the slippery goop in the little girl's belly.  Kimmy just sighed.
     "Uhuh.  The poor kid must not have been much older than 
Mike; probably being 16 or 17, and working taking meter-readings 
in the neighborhood.  As we got the story from Kimmy later, she 
had let him into the basement, where for some unknown reason, the 
gas-meter is on the INSIDE, and then had proceeded to show him 
how she wasn't wearing any panties.








                                14


     The two of them were going at it so hot and heavy by the 
time I got home from shopping, that they didn't even hear me come 
in.  I arrived just in time to hear panting from the basement, 
and looked down there just as the boy realized what he was about 
to do, and yanked his still-spurting prick out of Kimmy; spraying 
thick white cum all over her tummy, breasts, and even her pouting 
little snatch.  The only two words I ever heard the kid say were, 
'Oh shit," as he realized he was cumming inside the little girl, 
before yanking his prick out of her and squirting it all over her 
body, and another, "Oh shit!" again, when he realized I was 
watching him spew thick white cum all over my child.  He 
frantically pulled his pants up; grabbed his tools, and dashed by 
me to the van parked outside.  I'll bet the poor kid is STILL 
wondering when the cops are coming by to arrest him for statutory 
rape."
     Ann's story had made my half-hard prick go to a full 
erection, and I was now slowly sliding it in and out of her 
daughter's body, right in front of her.
     My daughter kept her eyes on the junction of our two bodies, 
but never even commented on what I was doing to her little girl.  
Kimmy kept right on napping; even while I slowly fucked the child 
in her sleep; just sighing with pleasure and snuggling closer on 
occasion, when I reached bottom inside her tight little cunny.
     "After that," said Ann, after catching her breath, "we gave 
up.  If we hadn't, then we figured Kimmy would be seducing the 
neighbor kids, and we would be in REAL trouble.  So, since we 
figured she's too young for us to worry about her getting 
pregnant yet, we let her go back to sleeping with her brothers.  
Only THIS time, she wasn't sneaking around.  Of course, once he 
found out his two older brothers were fucking his little sister, 
and weren't getting into trouble, Darrin had to get in on the act 
too.  Kimmy didn't mind; going from one brother to the other over 
and over, until none of them could get it up.  As I said, she's 
quite a little slut.  It's only recently, that she's started 
taking on all three of them at once, like you saw earlier."
     "You said she was the one who got the whole family 
involved," I prompted; lifting the little girl in question so my 
prick would slide out a little, before sliding back into her 
tight little hole as I let her drop back down.
     Ann licked her lips, as she watched me fuck her sleeping 
little girl.  "Uhuh," she replied, "it was about a week after we 
let her continue with her brothers, that George woke up with his 
hard-on stuffed halfway up in our daughter's belly, while Kimmy 
whimpered in pain and frustration that she couldn't get all of 
her father's thick prick inside her like she wanted to.  It was 
too late to say 'No,' any more.  While George tried to argue with 
Kimmy, that it just wasn't RIGHT for a man to fuck his own little 
girl, I just sighed and fumbled through the nightstand until I 
found the KY jelly.  Once my husband saw what I was up to, he 
gave up too.  Twenty seconds later I watched our 7-year-old 
daughter slide down her father's prick until only about an inch 
remained outside.  Then Kimmy slid up and down until she felt her 
father squirting his seed inside her, just like her big brothers 
did.



                                15


     It didn't take too long after that, for our daughter's 
natural horniness and sexy actions to get to ME too.  Within a 
week, I found myself not only encouraging your son to fuck our 
little girl, but to cum in her, and actually try to get his 
daughter pregnant; just like her two older brothers were trying.  
We all know she's way too young yet, but even the thought of a 
pregnant 7-year-old is incredibly sexy.  It was over two weeks 
before our daughter managed to get ALL of her father's thick cock 
inside her hot little hole, but from that day on, my husband was 
just another prick that Kimmy used whenever she wanted to."
     At my worried look, Ann shook her head.  "No," she replied 
to my unspoken question, "I don't mean THAT.  Except for fucking 
any male that moves around the house, at the drop of a pair of 
panties, Kimmy is just the same sweet little girl she always was.  
She still plays and sometimes even fights with her brothers.  She 
cooes over dolls, and watched telvision, just like always.  Only 
sometimes now when she watches TV, cuddled up in her father's 
lap, she has his big prick buried up inside her tight little 
slit, just like she has yours inside her right now."
     "Well, once we finally had Kimmy and the boys convinced that 
while it wasn't really RIGHT for them to be fucking, and they 
probably wouldn't get either us or themselves in trouble as long 
as they kept their sexual activities inside the family, we 
THOUGHT we had things in hand."  Here Ann grinned at me.  I 
grinned back.  Somehow I just KNEW what was coming . . . her boys 
probably ended up in bed with HER next . . . only it turned out I 
was anticipating things.
     "The next problem we had," continued Ann, "was when we came 
over here for Lori's 12th birthday party, and stayed the night, 
because of the snow.  You remember that night, don't you Daddy?"
     I sure did.  I usually managed to get to ALL of my children 
and grandchildren's birthday celebrations.  Since I had just been 
at John's 13th birthday party the week before, it wouldn't have  
been fair to his cousin to miss hers . . . .
     Even snow wouldn't have been an excuse; though six-inches of 
snow can put a damper on quite a few things.  How do you explain 
to a 12-year-old that it was "too much trouble" for her 
grandfather to come to one of the most important milestones of 
her life . . . her last birthday before she became a teenager?
     Fighting rush-hour traffic in the snow to get to the party 
two hours late, and then having to drive all the way back not two 
hours later because I was supposed to meet a delivery-man who 
never showed up because of the same snow . . . .
     It's a good thing none of my grandchildren had been with me 
THEN, as they would have learned really new and imaginative 
meanings for the words, "fuck", "shithead", and "asshole".  Not 
to mentions some other words I won't repeat even here.  
Definitely, I remembered that night.  Now my daughter was telling 
me that I had missed out on more than I thought I had, all 
because of that same stupid delivery?  Oh well . . . long since 
over.






                                16


     "Well," continued my daughter, (Ann seemed to have a 
penchant for picking up her line of thought with the word, 
"Well.") "we forgot to tell the kids that when we said 'family' 
we meant 'immediate family'.  So you can imagine what happened 
next."
     Oh, could I ever!
     Ann grinned at me, as she saw my eyes light up.  "Uhuh," she 
confirmed.  After you left, and while we were cleaning up, the 
kids all went into the den downstairs to play.  The first thing 
we knew anything different was going on, was when we heard a loud 
"Ow," from Lori.  "Ohmigawd!" was the next thing we heard from 
Mari, as she went to see what was going on.  This brought the 
rest of us scrambling.  It was no wonder that Mari was so 
astonished.  There was a regular orgy going on in there.  For the 
first time, the kids had a perfect match-up, with three horny 
boys, and three equally horny girls.  Since none of OUR kids 
thought anything of fucking each other, it hadn't taken any 
convincing at all, for your son's two kids to be willing to join 
in.  By the time we got there, Mike was just in the throes of 
ejaculating his seed in his cousin's womb, while Lori reached her 
first orgasm with a prick squirting thick white cum inside her.  
Over in the corner, Carri was just starting to take Darrin's 
little prick inside her, (figuring it wouldn't hurt quite as much 
as if she had one of the bigger boys do it) while John had to be 
contented with fucking his little sister, until one of the other 
girls was available.  Talk about an 'Oh shit!' situation!"
     Here my daughter gave me a wan grin.  Damn I wished I had 
been there to see that!  Even hearing about it second hand, 
almost had me spouting yet another thick helping of sperm in the 
belly of the sleeping little girl whose innocent face belied the 
erotic things she had been doing.
     "Well!" said my daughter (again).  "It took every inch of 
diplomacy we had, to convince Danny and Mari that thrashings were 
not deserved all the way around.  Even when we explained things 
to them, it STILL took everything we could do to get them to 
realize (as we had finally) that once the kids had started, they 
weren't going to stop . . . which presented them with a dilemma."
     "Huh?" I asked.  Somehow the sweet cherubic face of my 
sleeping granddaughter did not fit in with the story of the horny 
little slut I had been hearing about.  On the other hand, feeling 
her tight little cunny squeezing on my prick, while my cum made 
her insides slick and wet, made it hard to disbelieve.
     "So what was the problem?" I asked; shifting to get my prick 
a little further up inside her daughter.  Kimmy just grunted.
     "The problem was, Lori and Kim don't have any brothers like 
Kimmy here does."  Here my daughter reached out again, and 
smoothed her daughter's silky hair with a loving hand.  Hearing 
her mother's voice, and feeling her familiar hand just made Kimmy 
snuggle closer to me.  I knew it wouldn't be long before I came 
again inside the little girl, even if she WAS still asleep.  I 
wasn't worried about it though, as I knew that neither Kimmy NOR 
her mother watching me, would mind at all.
     "So, what about their father?" I asked.
     "Daddy?" asked my daughter.  "Have you ever SEEN Danny's 
prick?"


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     Obviously, I had not.  I mean, I don't go peeking in my 
son's bedroom to see how much 'manhood' he has . . . I'm not THAT 
much of a pervert.
     ("Oh?" asked a tiny voice in my head, "Then what kind of a 
pervert ARE you . . . fucking three of your own pre-teenaged 
granddaughters; one of them not even 8 years old yet, and 
actually TRYING to get the other two pregnant?"  I ignored the 
voice.)
     "My 'little' brother," said Ann, "is NOT so little.  He's 
over eight inches long, but that's not the problem.  His whanger 
is so big around it's all even I can do to take him inside me.  
Mari likes him that thick though."  Ann smiled when she noticed 
MY surprise at knowing she had been fucking her little brother.  
Then I wondered why I was surprised.
     "That big thing of Danny's would split those two little 
girls wide open," she said.  "We know, because believe me, they 
tried!  So that left US doing OK at OUR house.  Two horny women 
can always fuck even four horny men under the table any day of 
the week."  Thus my daughter first admitted that she WAS taking 
her sons to bed, just like her husband was bedding their 7 year 
old little girl.  "Only over here," she resumed, "things got 
pretty tight for a while.  Then, (Here my daughter stopped to 
smile sweetly at me.) I thought of you . . . all alone in that 
big house, since Momma died; probably as horny as a two-peckered 
goat.  I knew (don't ask me how) that your prick wasn't much 
bigger that Mike's, so you wouldn't hurt either of them.  So, we 
all got together, and we set you up."
     Frankly, I just gaped.  "You set me up," I repeated dumbly.
     "Uhuh.  We knew that no ordinary argument would get you to 
leave that house where so many of Mother's memories haunt you 
still.  But we know also how you feel about your granddaughters, 
and especially how you feel about men who fuck girls and then 
leave them to carry their babies."
     "You don't mean?" I said, understanding finally dawning 
about what had happened the night before.
     "Oh Daddy, you're so sweet," said Ann; leaning over to kiss 
me.  DAMN, did her lips feel sweet, and her smell was so fresh 
and arousing I almost let her little girl have it right then.
     After she pulled away though, I managed to grit my teeth, 
and prevent the rising of seed in my prick.  I wanted to remain 
mated to my cute little granddaughter as long as possible; and I 
knew once I had squirted inside the child for the second time, 
that only an Act of God would allow me to remain stiff enough to 
stay inside the little girl.
     "We set this whole Thanksgiving 'reunion' up, just to get 
you in bed with those little girls when there's at least a chance 
you might get one of them pregnant.  Knowing how you feel about 
such things, we know you WON'T walk out on them now."
     My face blushed as red as a beet.  Obviously my children 
knew me only too well.  "You mean?" I prompted.







                                18


     This time Mari answered.  I hadn't realized that the whole 
family was listening to our conversation, but they were.  "She 
means," continued my daughter-in-law, "that from now on I expect 
you to be sleeping with Lori and Carri, or at least until they 
get old enough to move out on their own.  I am NOT having my 
horny little girls go seducing the neighbor-boys, and 
accidentally bringing home some horrible disease.  If they're 
going to fuck, which it seems that they are going to do whether I 
let them or not, then at least it will only be in the family, 
where we know it's safe.  OK?"
     "But," I spluttered for a second, "You mean you actually 
WANT me to get your little girls . . . ."
     Once again, I couldn't say it.
     "Pregnant?" supplied Mari.  Obviously the thought didn't 
bother HER.  "As I said before, that's up to THEM.  I just expect 
you to fuck them, so they don't get all frustrated and go out and 
get themselves knocked-up by someone else . . . ."
     "Why?  Don't you LIKE the idea of getting your own 
granddaughters pregnant with your babies?"
     Oh God . . . did I ever.  I almost came at the very thought.  
Ann noticed.
     "I think he does," she teased.  "How would you like to get 
that little girl in your lap pregnant?" she asked.  "Wouldn't 
Kimmy look real cute with a big belly, and your little girl 
kicking and squirming inside her?  I'm sure Kimmy wouldn't mind."
     Oh shit!  That was too much.  My overused prick began 
squirting and jumping inside the little girl, like a fire-hose 
gone out of control.  Just the thought of the cute little 7-year-
old with her tummy sticking out, was enough to make me ejaculate 
more sperm in the child's tummy than I thought I had in me.
     The whole family watched with interest as I jerked and 
spasmed the little girl full of incestuous cum.  I couldn't help 
myself; hunching into the little girl as I tried to plant my seed 
as far up in the child's womb as I could.
     My jerking, shaking, and thrusting finally woke my 
granddaughter up.
     "Oooh, What's happening, Momma?" she asked, sleepily; not 
pulling away from my frantic jabs; but not really fucking back, 
either.
     "It's just your grandfather getting you pregnant," Ann 
soothed the little 7-year-old.  "He's squirting his sperm inside 
you, so you can have a baby . . . would you like that, Honey?"
     Oh SHIT!  I had THOUGHT I was finished, with the last thick 
drops of sperm oozing out into my sexy little granddaughter.  
Only my daughter's obscene remark and question to her little girl 
was too much.  Unexpectedly, I was cumming AGAIN!  Squirt after 
squirt spat out of my prick, and into the welcoming young belly 
of the little first-grader.
     "Oooh," said Kimmy, suddenly working back at me to try and 
force even more of my spouting prick up inside her body.  "Thanks 
Grandpa.  I didn't think I was old enough yet to get pregnant.  
Thanks Momma."  Well, at least any worries that she might not 
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     "You're not," said her mother, now that my frantic surges 
were subsiding, and she knew I had planted every drop of 
incestuous sperm I had in me, in her little girl's womb.  "That 
doesn't mean you can't TRY.  Sometimes girls even younger than 
you get pregnant, if they try hard enough.  So I thought you 
might like to try it with your grandfather, like your cousins 
will be doing, at least until we get home anyway."
     "Oh," said the little girl with some disappointment.  "I 
guess that's OK.  Anyway, didn't you say a girl's first baby 
should be by her father?"
     Ann had the grace to blush.  "Uh, well, maybe," she 
admitted.  "But that doesn't mean you can't 'practice' with your 
grandfather or brothers.  And if you DO get pregnant by one of 
them, it wouldn't be all that bad, would it?"
     "Mmmmm," said Kimmy; trying to snuggle down so that she kept 
my wilting prick inside her.  "I wouldn't mind. It might be fun 
to have Grandpa's baby."
     "That's good," said Ann, "because your grandfather has 
promised to get you pregnant as often as he can, once your body 
gets big enough to have babies."
     I opened my mouth to object; but Kimmy didn't give me the 
chance to correct her mother's statement.  "Really?" she said; 
kissing me with little-girl enthusiasm.  "Thanks, Grandpa.  I'll 
try to hurry up, and get big as fast as I can, so we can get 
started."
     My prick gave another lurch inside the little girl; but even 
this erotic statement wasn't enough.  My wilted prick, looking 
like a marshmallow-peanut instead of a rampant dong fit to 
impregnate little girls with, slid out of the child with a 
"slurp."  It was only Lori's frantic rush to get some tissue, 
that rescued the big chair from having a horrible mess in it.
     "Well, that's it Kids," said Ann, shooing the children down 
to the Den in the basement, where soon giggles and shrieks of 
children at play soon were wafting skyward.  I was too exhausted 
to even daydream about what kind of "games" these kids might be 
playing downstairs.  Kimmy had almost immediately dashed off to 
join them; a plug of tissue being the only barrier keeping my 
sperm from running in an obscene drool down the little girl's 
leg.
     "Well?" Asked Mari; looking at me expectantly, as if she had 
asked me a question.  It took me a minute to figure out what she 
wanted to know.  Well, after all, I had just finished fucking 
first her daughters, and then her niece twice, and was NOT in 
tip-top form mentally.  Eventually I got it though.  "I'll start 
moving my things in here next week," I said.  Monday looked 
comfortably far away.
     "Tonight," insisted Mari.  "Those two little girls in the 
other room, will be expecting you to sleep with them tonight, and 
I'm NOT going to let you disappoint them."
     "Tomorrow," I compromised.  "I'll still sleep here tonight, 
and start moving in Saturday, OK?"
     And that's the way it was.





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     Huh?  I SAID the story was OVER.
     Oh . . . .
     You want to know who got pregnant, and when.
     Who said ANYBODY got pregnant?  I didn't.
     Anyway, even if they did, that's another story; so leave me 
alone.  Maybe I'll tell you about what happened later some other 
time.
     Maybe I won't.

















































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