
                    Fun with my Sister's kids
                         An Erotic Story

     Now I consider myself a pretty normal guy and, except for a 
few stray times when I was younger, not particularly inclined to 
do strange or risky things, especially when it comes to sex.  At 
least that's how I felt, before my two nieces came over to visit 
that weekend.
     My Name is Frank, and I am just a hair over 24 years old, 
and I have a sister, Mary, who is 22.  My sister lives alone with 
her two children, Cindy and June, who are 10 and 8 respectively.  
I knew her husband had died, while I was in the service, and she 
was still living alone when I got out.  There's nothing unusual 
in that, and I love going over to visit my sister's house to 
visit.  My two nieces are both so cute; it almost makes your 
heart ache to look at them.  Whenever I go over to visit, the two 
little girls always seem so happy to see me, that it almost made 
me want to go out and get married myself, so I could have some of 
my own, just like them.  For some reason, I never did though.
     Whenever Mary has problems, she always knows that I am 
available to help, so when she got the call to go up the coast on 
an assignment, she figured (rightly) that she could call me, and 
ask me if I could help.  When Mary called, I was about to put the 
finishing touches on my artwork that the company needed for 
Monday's board meeting.  I told my sister, that I couldn't come 
over there to babysit, but if the two little girls didn't mind, 
they could come over to my place, and play in the pool, while I 
finished working on my project.  I knew both children were 
excellent swimmers, and they had been over before to swim, only 
then, their mother had accompanied them.
     Mary told me, that would be fine, and she would be over to 
pick them up, sometime after dinner, and could I please drop over 
to her place to get them, as she had to be 50 miles up the coast, 
in less than 2 hours, end she still had to get dressed.
     Thinking about my sister getting dressed, almost had me 
sprouting a hard-on, as it had been several weeks since I had 
gotten laid, but I told myself to "Settle down, those days are 
past," or at least so I thought.  Still, as I drove the 6 blocks 
over to my sister's house, I reminisced about the times when my 
sister and I had been younger, and hadn't yet left home.  We had 
done some wild things back in those days, that I still dreamed 
about.
     Thus it was, that when I got to my sister's house, I was 
carrying a hard-on that wouldn't go down, so that I was 
embarrassed to get out of the car.  I was going to wait, to allow 
my erection to subside, when Cindy and June came running out 
excitedly yelling at each other.
     "Uncle Frank's here!" Yelled Cindy.
     "Swimming!  We get to go-o-o-swimming!" screeched June.
     The two little girls pulled open the car door; and grabbing 
my arm, they pulled me out.  I grabbed a wriggling girl in each 
arm, and hugged them both.  "Hi sprouts!" I said.  "Where's your 
mother?"



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     The two girls squirmed in my arms; their thin T-shirts 
weren't keeping me from feeling the lively bodies underneath.  
"Unh  Uuunnhh" They both panted, as they struggled (not very 
hard) to get away.  "Mommy's coming," said Cindy, as I finally 
let them go.  She leaned over and whispered to her little sister, 
who started to giggle.
     "What's so funny?" asked Mary, answering my earlier 
question, as she appeared in the doorway, carrying three bags, 
and a briefcase.
     "Uncle Frank's got a hard-on!" blurted June, still giggling.
     My sister gave me a kind of half-smile, and said, "Oh 
Frank."  Then she turned to her two offspring, and said, "You 
shouldn't embarrass your uncle like that."  She must have noticed 
that my ears were flaming red.  By now, my erection had wilted, 
so that I felt as if I'd never be able to get it up again.
     Handing me two of the bags she was carrying, Mary said, 
"Their swimsuits and towels are in the bag, plus a change of 
clothes.  Though I'm not sure if I can trust you now, with two  
sexy little girls, in swimsuits!"  Mary's smile showed that she 
wasn't really worried, just pulling my leg.
     I watched as my sister locked up the house, threw her bag 
and briefcase in her car, climbed in and with a final, "See you 
about 8," roared off.  I looked down at the two little girls 
grinning up at me, in their matching long red T-shirts.  "C'mon 
sprouts," I said, "let's get this show on the road."
     Climbing into the car, both of the little girls climbed in 
the front seat with me.  Since my old Cadillac has bench seats, 
they both fit easily.  "Watch your knee!" I said, as I shifted 
the car into reverse, and started backing out.  The feel of the 
little girl's naked skin against my arm almost had my cock rising 
again, but I forced myself to ignore it, and concentrated on my 
driving, and the two youngsters in the car with me.  As I drove, 
the girls started talking about how happy they were to see me, 
and how much they liked to visit at my place, especially since 
there was a pool at my apartment, and they could swim there, as 
long as they wanted, without having to pay.
     Only part of my mind was on the girl's chatter, as I 
answered their questions almost automatically, but occasionally, 
I would look over at them as their talk became more personal.
     ". . . it was us that gave him the hard-on?"  My attention 
was grabbed as June nudged her sister.  Cindy grinned, when she 
noticed that I was listening.  "No," she said, "he already had it 
when he got there.  That is, unless he was thinking about us on 
the way."  My ears turned felt like they were on fire.  Trying 
desperately to change the subject, I looked down at the T-shirts 
the two little girls were wearing.  You could tell that neither 
girl was wearing a bra underneath the shirt, and they were so 
long, it almost looked as though they weren't wearing pants 
underneath either.  I decided to mention this to them.








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     "Uh girls," I said.
     "Yes, Uncle Frank," they chorused.
     "Those shirts.  Girls like you shouldn't wear those long 
shirts.  At least, not unless you're wearing long pants or 
something."
     "Oh, Why not?" they both asked innocently.
     "When girls like you wear long shirts like that, Horny old 
men like me, look at you, and imagine that you don't have 
anything on underneath them.  You're liable to give some poor guy 
a heart-attack," I kidded them.
     At this, both girls broke into loud giggles, and snickers.
     "Oh Uncle Frank!" said June.  "That's the Idea!  It's so 
cute to watch some of the boys, as they try to sneak a peek up 
under your shirt, and see if you are really wearing panties.  
Some of the men too.  If you feel real daring, sometimes you 
actually let them get a glimpse of your panties."
     "Yeah," said Cindy, "and since we knew we were going  to be 
with you today, you know what?"
     "What?" I said, as I turned the last corner, and got ready 
to drive into the apartment parking area.
     "This time, neither one of us is wearing panties!  We 
figured, we'd just be changing, as soon as we got to your place, 
so there was no need.  look!"  With this, the little girl pulled 
up on the bottom of her T-shirt, exposing her bare pussy, and 
tight little slit.
     The sight was so distracting, I almost wrecked the car.  
Slamming on the brake, I managed to avoid hitting a steel pole, 
at the garage entrance.  I looked over; and by this time, both 
little girls had their T-shirts almost up to their middles, as 
June pulled hers up as well.  The sight of the two bald little 
cunts, almost had me cumming in my pants; but I controlled myself 
enough to say, "Get your shirts down!  If anybody sees you, 
they'll probably call the cops, and I'll end up in jail."
     Hurriedly, both girls pulled their shirts down, until they 
looked like two innocent children again.  "I'm sorry, Uncle 
Frank," gulped Cindy.  "I didn't think.  I just thought you 
wouldn't mind."
     "I don't.  Really," I said.  "It's just that other people 
might not understand."
     "Really?  You don't mind seeing us naked?"  Both girls 
beamed smiles at me, that threatened to melt my glasses.
     By this time, I had somehow managed to park the car, and 
shut off the engine.  The two-car stall was dark, so I felt a 
little safer now.  "No," I said.  "Just be careful where, and how 
you show yourselves.  Somebody else might get uptight, if they 
knew you were exposing yourself to a man like that."











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     "Oh! Thank you, Uncle Frank," said June, as she grabbed me, 
and kissed me.  The little girl had obviously been kissed before.  
She didn't kiss me the way you would expect a little girl to kiss 
her uncle, but more like a young woman making out in the drive-
in.  Her warm lips met mine, and she opened her mouth, so her 
tongue met my lips.  Curious to see how far the little girl would 
go, I opened my mouth, and stuck out my tongue.  June responded 
with vigor!  Her lively little tongue met mine, and licked it, 
then she sucked my tongue into her mouth, and almost swallowed 
it.  I was about to cum in my pants again, when Cindy interrupt
ed.  "My turn," she said.
     "Whooo!  Not out here!" I managed to gasp.  "Still, this'll 
have to hold you, until we get somewhere more private."  With 
this, I pulled Cindy close, and gave her a big juicy openmouthed 
kiss that left both of us gasping.
     After that, we all scrambled out of the car, and gathering 
up the little girl's bags, headed for my apartment.
     On entering the apartment, I went into the kitchen, to get a 
quick drink (milk, I'm not a teetotaler, but I like milk when I'm 
thirsty).  When I returned, both little girls were stark-naked, 
and pulling their swimsuits out of their bags.
     "Uncle Frank's looking at us," said June.
     "I don't mind," replied Cindy, posing in front of me.
     Frankly I stared.  The two little girls were so cute, and 
sexy; they reminded me of their mother, when I was younger.  I 
was tempted to pull my pants off, and show the two little teasers 
what they were asking for, but I managed to suppress the urge, 
and tell them, "You two had better get dressed before you give 
your poor old uncle a heart attack."
     "Hard-attack, you mean," snickered Cindy, as she slipped 
into her swimsuit.
     "Dirty old man," said June, with a smile.  "But my kind of 
dirty old man."
     "You never finished kissing me," said Cindy, as she came 
across the room and put her arms out.
     I couldn't resist the temptation.  I took the almost naked 
little girl in my arms, and gave her a kiss, like I hadn't given 
since my sister and I were teenagers.  Cindy's little bikini 
didn't hide anything.  The front two triangles barely covered her 
budding young breasts, and I could clearly see the furrow her 
little slit made in the front of the bikini bottom.  The feel of 
the little girl's naked skin against mine, almost had me coming 
in my pants, while the kiss we shared got me so hot, I was almost 
ready to strip the child's swimsuit off, and fuck her right there 
on the floor, in front of her sister.  Fortunately, (or 
unfortunately, as the case may be), I was able to control myself, 
and send the two little girls out to swim without more than a 
slight pang, for lost opportunities.  I had to keep reminding 
myself, that I was the girls' uncle, and their mother was 
trusting me to take care of them.  (If I had only known at the 
time, what kind of "care" my sister expected of me. . .)  
Shortly, there was a loud "SPLASH" from outside, as Cindy jumped 
in the water, to be followed by her little sister.




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     I returned to my work, occasionally looking out the window, 
to make sure that both girls were doing OK.  After about 2 hours, 
I was satisfied that I could make no further improvements, so I 
put away my work, put on my own swimsuit, and joined the two 
children in the pool.
     When I arrived, I noticed that there was a young boy about 
15 years old, in the pool, and the two girls were teasing him 
unmercifully.  They kept rubbing up against him, pretending to 
lose parts of theirs swimsuits in the water, and generally 
conspiring to give the boy a "hard" time.  I arrived just in time 
to see June wriggle up to the boy, and give him a kiss, that must 
have been the last straw, as he must have cum in his pants, 
because I swear I saw a white squirt of liquid jet up the poor 
boy's belly, from the front of his swimsuit.  When he realized 
that I was watching, the poor kid must have been scared to death.
     "Who's that?" he gasped to June, as the little girl wriggled 
her belly against his cum-slick one.
     "Oh don't worry, that's just Uncle Frank."
     "Your uncle?"  The boy looked like he was going to faint.  
"I've got to get out of here!"  With this, the young man jumped 
out of the pool, grabbed his towel, and beat a hasty exit, before 
I had a chance to reassure him.
     "Now look what you did," pouted Cindy, as I entered the 
pool.
     "I didn't do anything," I defended myself.  "He just left."
     Not to be denied their fun; both girls decided to use me as 
a pigeon, since the young man was no longer there.  Cindy came 
over to me and asked me, "Uncle Frank, Do I have a nice figure?"  
while turning and displaying herself in such a way, as would give 
a statue a hard-on.
     "Yes," I replied, "you both have very nice figures."  In 
fact, if I wasn't your uncle, I'd take you both back inside the 
apartment, and show you both just how much you really do turn me 
on.  Now stop it, before this gets out of hand!"  Both girls 
pouted, but subsided.
     After we finished swimming, The girls changed back into 
their T-shirt outfits, while I got dressed in my room.  Cindy and 
June both stripped naked again in the living room, but I hurried 
into my bedroom to change, as I wasn't sure I could control 
myself, if I found myself naked in the same room with them, when 
they were naked also.  Cindy and June seemed to be a little 
disappointed, that I didn't take my clothes off, in front of 
them, like they did in front of me.
     Afterwards, we went out to eat.  I took my nieces to a 
fairly fancy restaurant, as I knew their mother couldn't afford 
to take them out very often, and I wanted this to be a special 
treat.  This turned out to be a mistake, as both girls acted like 
it was a "date" and kept snuggling and cuddling up to me, until I 
was about to break out in a cold sweat of fear that someone would 
think I was "abusing" these little girls.  After the third time, 
that June wanted to give me another big hug, I told both girls 
that they'd better "cool it" before they got me arrested for 
child molesting.




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     After that, both girls restrained themselves to just playing 
"footsie" underneath the table, where nobody could see.  Even 
this, was almost too much for me.  I still don't remember what I 
ate that night.  All I can remember is the feel of first one 
little girl's naked little foot rubbing up against my leg, and 
then the other's.  Knowing that both of the little girls were 
naked underneath the long T-shirts, was enough to almost have me  
emulating the boy in the pool that afternoon.  Still, by the time 
we finished eating, and got back to my apartment, there was a 
definite wet-spot, in the front of my drawers, where my prick had 
been leaking pre-cum, for the last hour.
     After we got back, things got even steamier, if possible.  
Cindy started talking about how her boyfriend was teaching her to 
"tongue-kiss."
     June said, "So what.  I've been doing that with Roger, for 
over a year."
     Curious to see what the little girl would do, I asked Cindy 
what she meant by "tongue-kiss".
     Cindy didn't answer directly; she just came over, and said, 
"Like this."  And kissed me full on the mouth.  Then she opened 
her mouth, and stuck her tongue between my lips, and started to 
lick my tongue, then the inside of my mouth.  After a bit, I 
returned the kiss, and put my tongue in her mouth, where she 
started licking and sucking on it.  By this time, I had lost all 
control, and I reached underneath the little girl's T-shirt, and 
rant my big hands up her naked little body, and started squeezing 
the plump little titties I found there.  The feel of the child's 
skin against my arms, and her eager tongue and kisses were so 
exciting that I was about to pull off her T-shirt, and take her 
into the bedroom, when I was reminded that we weren't alone.
     "I want to do it too!" said June.
     Reluctantly, Cindy pulled away, and I slipped my arms out 
from under her shirt.  Cindy didn't bother pulling down the 
T-shirt to hide her now exposed little cunt.
     In the meantime, June moved into my arms, and started giving 
me a kiss that made her sister's seem mild and naive.  I don't 
know who taught the little girl how to kiss, but whoever it was, 
did a good job.  The little girl licked my tongue, pushed hers 
inside my mouth, and sucked on my tongue with a joyous feeling 
that couldn't be denied.  In the meantime, I repeated my actions 
with her, that I had done to her older sister, and felt her up 
underneath her T-shirt.  Shortly, I felt another body snuggle up 
to both of us, as Cindy started to feel left out.  I reached out, 
and grabbed Cindy, and soon, all three of us were swapping 
kisses, while I felt up both girls underneath their T-shirts.
     When Cindy got too excited, and started moaning in my ear, I 
reached down between the little girl's legs and slid the tip of 
my middle finger into the child's tight little slit.
     "Ooh, That feels good!" said Cindy, as she squirmed, trying 
to capture more of my finger.
     June looked down, where my finger had vanished two knuckles 
deep inside her sister.  "Do that to me too!" she panted in my 
ear.




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     The feeling of one little girl's cunt milking on my finger 
was driving me wild.  When I slipped the finger of my other hand 
into June, I thought the top of my head would blow off.  The 
excitement was so great, I still can't figure out why I didn't 
blow thick sticky sperm all over the inside of my shorts, but 
somehow I held on.  Maybe it was because my body figured it would 
get inside one of these little girls, and didn't want to waste 
it.
     As I continued to feel up both of my nieces, they squirmed  
more and more, until First June, then Cindy went "Ow!" as my 
fingers struck a barrier about two inches inside.  Both girl's 
were actually virgins!  The thought of making out with my two 
virgin nieces was incredibly exciting, and I don't know what 
would have happened, if the phone hadn't picked that moment to 
ring.
     The telephone call was from a secretary who worked for the 
same company my sister did.  The woman called me to tell me that 
my sister had left a message:  "My sister couldn't get back 
tonight.  She had called earlier, but I was out.  The meeting had 
gone on longer than she had figured, and when she got out, her 
car wouldn't start.  She was stuck there for the night.  The 
company was paying for her hotel room, and she would call me 
again later.  End of message."
     This message reminded me that these two sexy little girls, 
were my nieces, and I was supposed to be watching over them, not 
making out with them like some kid in a drive-in movie, so I told 
them that their mother was stuck for the night, and I'd put them 
up on the couch, as soon as I dug up some extra blankets.
     The girl's wouldn't have it.  "I'm sleeping with you, Uncle 
Frank," said Cindy.
     "Unhuh.  Me too," said June.
     I was flabbergasted.  Feeling up the little girls was one 
thing, but sleeping with them was quite another.  I knew if I let 
either of these two little sexpots climb in bed with me, I'd end 
up fucking them both before the night was out.  I tried to 
explain to both of them, that it wasn't right for an uncle to 
sleep (or fuck) with his own nieces.
     "Oh Bullshit!" said Cindy, interrupting me.  "I know you 
don't really feel that way.  Momma told us all about you and her, 
when she was younger.  You sure didn't mind fucking little girls 
then,  and the way you acted tonight, I know it still turns you 
on."
     My ears burned, as I suddenly relived the early years of my 
life, in just a few short seconds.  When I was nine, one night I 
was feeling horny, so I sneaked down into my little sister's 
bedroom, and after feeling the little girl up, and getting her 
all excited, I ended up fucking my own little 7 year old sister.  
Mary liked it; and from that time on, every night for the next 
five years, when I wasn't sneaking into her bedroom, she was 
sneaking into mine.







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     I remembered when I was 11, and actually came for the first 
time inside my little sister.  It felt so good to release my cum 
up inside the little girl's vagina.  I felt as though I'd gone to 
heaven.  About a month later, Mary actually came for the first 
time.  Feeling my sister's little vagina squeezing, and milking 
on my cock, as she begged me to squirt my sperm inside her, was 
almost unbelievable.  From then on, until I left to go into the 
service, at age 14 (I lied about my age, and they weren't being 
too picky, at the time), my sister and I fucked almost non-stop.  
Anytime our parents weren't around, we'd fuck.  In the bedroom, 
in the living room, on the table, on the floor, in the car, (Once 
we even sneaked a piece in the back-seat, under a blanket, while 
we pretended to be asleep, and our parents were up front, during 
vacation.)  When I left, Mary was 12, and had just started having 
periods.  I hated to leave my little sister, but we both figured 
I'd better, before I knocked her up.  The sendoff Mary gave me 
though, on the night before I left, was quite something!  I felt 
like I left about 50 gallons of baby-juice in my little sister's 
belly that night.
     After I finished boot-camp, I learned that Mary had gotten 
married.  I figured that she couldn't stand doing without, after 
all those years of getting it on a steady basis, so I wasn't 
surprised.
     When Mary had her first baby, they hadn't been married a 
year; so I knew she just couldn't wait.
     It was over a year after I left, and Cindy was just about 
six months old, when I got back for the first time on leave.  To 
my surprise, Mary had told her husband about us, and he didn't 
mind!  In fact, he encouraged me to sleep with my sister, for the 
three days I was there, while he slept on the couch!  I learned 
later, that he had slept with his own sisters, when he was 
younger, himself.
     It was about nine months later, when I heard that my sister 
had another baby.  For a bit, I wondered, if the child could have 
been mine, but decided the chances were too slim.  Mary had been 
fucking her husband too much, for my sperm to have a chance.  
Still, it was kind of exciting to daydream about.
     About two years later, Mike died, and I felt miserable for 
my sister.  Besides, I had really liked the guy myself.  I 
promised myself, that when I got out of the service, that I'd 
keep an eye on my sister, and her kids, not just for myself, and 
Mary, but for Mike, because I felt I kind of owed it to him.  
After all, how many men do you know that would be willing to 
share their wives with you, while you were on military leave?
     So, after I got my discharge, I setup housekeeping as near 
to my sister, as I could find reasonable rates in an apartment.  
From then on, I dropped over at least once, and usually twice or 
three times a week to check on my sister, and later, as they grew 
up, on my nieces.  Occasionally, Mary couldn't stand doing 
without sex any more, and we'd sneak off, and "tear off a piece" 
while the little girls were sleeping.  It was awkward though, so 
we weren't able to do it very often.





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     My mind was jerked back to the present by my nieces request.
     "Uncle Frank?"
     "Yes Cindy?" I answered.
     "Could you teach me to make love, like grown-ups do?" the 
little girl begged.  "Please?"
     Somehow, while I had been daydreaming, the little girls had 
managed to get me undressed, and were both naked, and sitting on 
the bed alongside me.
     As I sat there, gasping with shock, (and not some little 
horniness), the little girl reached down and tried to fit my cock 
into her tiny little hole.  It wouldn't go.  For one thing, she 
was too small, but more importantly, the angle was wrong.  The 
little girl was standing in front of me, trying to push my cock 
up her tiny little slit, without even spreading her legs.  The 
feel of the little girl's slit against the tip of my cock almost 
convinced me, but I managed to hold off, only leaking a little 
pre-cum up inside the child's vagina.
     June was watching, and decided she wanted to get fucked too.  
"Oh Wow!  Uncle Frank," she said.  "I want to learn too."
     All I could say was, "Oh my God!"
     I don't know what I would have done, whether I would have 
fucked them, or not, if the telephone hadn't picked that moment 
to ring.
     "Saved by the bell!" I said, relieved that I was able to put 
off the little girls for a moment.  "Hello?" I said, as I picked 
up the receiver.
     It was my sister.  I didn't know what I would say, if she 
asked what the girls were doing.  Her actual question, was even 
more astounding.
     "Are Cindy and June pregnant yet?" came my sister's voice.
     "Huh?" I gasped.
     "Well, haven't you even fucked them yet?"
     I could only repeat my earlier brilliant observation.  
"Huh?"
     "Both those little girls had better be pregnant by the time 
I get there!" came Mary's firm voice over the telephone line.
     "It almost sounded like you wanted me to get your daughters 
pregnant," I finally managed to put a sentence together.
     My sister's voice came back over the line, "You heard me.  
By the time I get there, our daughters had better not be virgins 
any more.  They both should be pregnant too."
     "Our daughters?" I gasped.  "Do you mean?"
     Mary's voice chuckled, "You mean, you didn't know?  They're 
your daughters."
     "And you want me to get our daughters pregnant?"  I couldn't 
believe it.
     "You'd better," came my sister's voice.  "If you know what's 
good for you.  Why do you think I sent them over there tonight?  
Me too.  See you tomorrow."  With this, the line went dead, 
leaving me to ponder the meaning of "Me too."







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     I gave up.  If my daughters wanted me to fuck them, their 
mother wanted me to fuck them, and I wanted to fuck them, why not 
fuck them?  "Come here, Cindy," I said.  "If you want to fuck 
your Daddy, I guess I'll fuck you."
     "Oh Wow!" said Cindy.
     "You're our Daddy, For Really?" asked June.
     "Well," I said, "according to your mother, and she should 
know.  Now who wants to fuck."
     "Me!" said both little girls in unison.
     "I was first!" said Cindy.
     I hushed both girls.  "Cindy, you can go first.  If I'm too 
big for you, I don't want to hurt June by trying also.  Now scoot 
up here."  With this, I positioned my daughter (MY DAUGHTER!) on 
the bed in front of me.  "Now Daddy's going to put his penis 
right up inside you.  Would you like that Cindy?" I asked.
     Cindy nodded, then bit her lip, as I rubbed the leaking tip 
of my big cock up and down her little slit and then started 
pushing the head into her tiny crack.
     "Oh Daddy!" she squeaked.  "It's going in!"
     Sure enough, the little girl's vagina was stretching around 
the head of my cock, until there was a slight "popping" 
sensation, and the head and glans vanished up in the child's 
body, and I could feel the tip pressing against the little girl's 
hymen.
     "Oof!" gasped Cindy.
     "This next step is going to hurt a little, if you want me to 
fuck you properly, I'm going to have to break your hymen, or 
'cherry.'" I told Cindy.  "Do you want me to do it?"  I could 
barely hold back the excitement that almost had me squirting 
great gobs of thick sticky cum all over my little girl's unbroken 
hymen.
     "Do it, Daddy!" squeaked the little girl, pushing her hips 
at me.  "I want you to fuck me, and make a baby in me, like you 
did with Mommy."
     The little girl's obscene words took me over the edge.  I 
was already cumming inside the little girl, when I pushed 
forward, and felt the membrane tear, and then my cock was buried 
all the way up inside the little girl, and I was ejaculating my 
sperm right inside my own tiny daughter's tight little belly, 
where it belonged.
     "Oooh, Daddy!" moaned Cindy.  "That feels so good.  Cum in 
me Daddy.  Squirt the stuff that makes babies in my belly.  Knock 
me up, like you did Mommy."
     Feeling my seed flow into my daughter's womb, was so 
stimulating, still, I didn't want to disappoint the little girl.  
"I'm afraid, you're both probably way too young, to have a baby.  
You'll have to wait until you're old enough to start having 
periods, before you can get pregnant."
     Both girls started giggling.
     "What's so funny?" I asked, as I felt one last wonderful 
dollop of sperm leave the head of my cock, and exit into my 
daughter's welcoming young vagina.





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     "Oh Daddy!  We've both been having periods.  I've been 
having periods for over a year, and June just had her first one, 
two weeks ago.  She had hers, the same time I did.  Why do you 
think Mommy sent us over now?" Cindy finally got out.
     The thought, that both little girls were fertile, and my 
sister had been serious, when she had said she expected me to 
impregnate both of our daughters, almost had me spouting sperm 
inside Cindy's tight little belly again.  "Quick!" I said.  
"June, get up here!"  With this, I grabbed my other daughter, 
placed her on the bed alongside her older sister, and pulling my 
cock out of Cindy I plunged it up inside June, before the little 
girl could object.
     "Gaaaaak!" squawked June, as my cock, slickened by the sperm 
I had deposited inside her sister's belly, along with Cindy's own 
juices, slid into her tight little belly with a rush, tearing 
away her maidenhead without even pausing.
     I had barely managed to get my cock properly seated in the 
little girl's tight little slit, before I was spouting great gobs 
of thick sticky incestuous sperm in my own daughter's tiny little 
womb.  Feeling me climax inside her, caused June to climax as 
well.  The little girl worked against me, trying to milk every 
last drop of her father's seed into her receptive little vagina, 
as I tried to reproduce in my own daughter.  Knowing that the 
little 8 year old girl was not only fertile, but actually wanted 
me to get her pregnant, was so exciting that it seemed like my 
sperm would never stop flowing into the child's belly.
     When I finally pulled out, only a trickle of white showed 
that both little girls had been fucked.  Still, seeing my seed 
oozing from the tight hairless little slits, knowing that both 
little girls were carrying my seed inside their bellies, was so 
stimulating, that I almost started over again.
     "Thanks Daddy," said Cindy.  "I hope I'm pregnant now."
     "Me too," said June.  "I can't wait 'till my belly gets big 
like Marsha's did.  I want to have a little girl, so Daddy can 
fuck her, when she starts having her periods, just like Mommy."
     "I want to have a boy," said Cindy.  "That way, I can fuck 
my son, and then I'll have a little girl, so he can fuck his 
sister, just like Mommy and Daddy."
     The little girl's words soon had me so excited, that I had 
to fuck both of them again.  This time, I got both of them to lie 
on the bed, while I climbed between their legs, and fucked first 
one, and then the other.  Back and forth, I alternated, lasting a 
lot longer this time.  I managed to get both little girls to 
climax this time, before sending a fresh helping of incestuous 
sperm squirting up inside their tight little bellies.  After 
that, I had to rest, and soon we all fell asleep.  Twice during 
the night, first June, then Cindy woke up, and managed to squeeze 
one more helping of my sperm out of my balls, and into her hungry 
little womb.  In the morning, I managed to fuck each of the 
little girls before breakfast.
     Sitting there at breakfast, with the two naked little girls, 
knowing now, that they were my daughters, and that both of them 
were carrying my seed inside their wombs, almost made me melt 
with love.



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     It was about 10 o'clock, when my sister arrived.  Seeing us 
all naked, She immediately stripped herself, and said, "Now, 
you'd better get me pregnant too, you horny bastard.  If you get 
our daughter's pregnant, and not me, I'll be awfully mad!"
     At first, after all the sex of the night before, and that 
morning, I didn't think I'd be able to get it up.  But, with the 
help of a three-girl blow-job, and my daughters begging me to let 
them see me knock up my sister, I managed to not only get it up, 
but to squirt enough sperm in my sister's belly, that she figured 
she should be pregnant also.
     Later, Mary explained to me about her husband Mike.  It 
seemed that about a month after I had left, Mary suddenly found 
herself pregnant.  She had started going out with Mike, and had 
been about to "go all the way" with him, when she noticed her 
periods had stopped.  She was going to break up with him, 
figuring it wasn't fair, that he should be saddled with her 
brother's kid, but Mike had fallen in love with her, and made her 
tell him why she was breaking up, because he could tell that Mary 
liked him.  When my sister told him that she was pregnant, to her 
surprise, Mike was overjoyed.  Especially, when she admitted to 
him, that I was really the father.  It seems that Mike had been 
fucking both of his sisters, since he was ten years old, and 
about four years before he met Mary, he had knocked up both of 
them.  His parents had been so mad at him, that they almost 
exploded.  Not for fucking his sisters, but for not using birth-
control.  They had given him an ultimatum.  Stop fucking his 
sisters, get a vasectomy, or get out of their house.  At the 
time, it seemed like an easy choice.  With two horny sisters to 
take care of his sexual needs, and already having two daughters, 
what more did he need?  The doctor had even told him that it was 
sometimes possible to reverse the vasectomy procedure, if he ever 
needed to.  It seemed like an easy solution, at the time, so he 
went and had the vasectomy.
     Two years later, both his sisters, and their children were 
killed, when a drunk driver sideswiped the car they were 
returning home from a party in.  If Mike hadn't stayed to help 
clean-up, after the party, he probably would have died also.  For 
almost two years, Mike had been despondent, until he met my 
sister.  Mary was always the bubbly type, and she had probably 
felt sorry for Mike at first, but had then found out what a nice 
guy he was, after I left for the service.  To Mike, finding out 
that the girl he loved, was already pregnant, and if he married 
her, he could claim the child was his own, seemed like a rescue 
from heaven.  Not only that, but the real father of the child not 
only didn't know he was a father, but was someone whom he already 
knew and liked. . . me.  To have me, be Mary's brother, who had 
knocked her up, and therefore no worries about who the child 
would look like, seemed like icing on the cake.  Besides, since 
he had gotten two of his own sisters pregnant, it made made him 
feel like a brother to me, knowing that I had gotten my sister 
pregnant as well.  The only thing, that Mike asked of Mary, was 
that she not tell me that I was the child's father.  Mike wanted 
me to think that he was the father, just like everybody else.




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     That's why, when I came home to visit, that week, when Mike 
and Mary were wishing they could have another child, that Mike 
thought it would be nice if I did the job, instead of some 
anonymous donor, or trying to adopt.  They never told me that 
Mary was fertile, when we fucked, or that they wanted another 
child.  They pretended Mary was "on the pill," so that it was 
"safe" for me to fuck her.  To ensure that I did the job, Mike 
got real cute.  He rented a flask of liquid-nitrogen, used for 
storing bull-semen, and had Mary suction out my sperm, and save 
the excess, each time she got up after I fucked her.  Each time 
Mary pretended to go to the bathroom, and "douche" she was 
actually storing my semen, like that of a prize-bull.  The 
precautions turned out to be unnecessary, as Mary was pregnant 
before I left.  Mike was going to save my sperm "Just in case," 
but he forgot to refill the flask with nitrogen, so it thawed-
out, and he had to abandon the idea.
     Two years later, they wanted to have another child. I was 
unavailable, being overseas at the time, so they decided to try 
to have Mike's vasectomy reversed.  Because of a stupid mistake 
at the hospital, Mike's minor operation became major, and he 
caught an infection and died of septic-shock.  My sister was 
devastated.  It was only my getting out of the service at about 
this time, that saved her sanity.  She was able to come to me, 
and cry on my shoulder, and yes, even fuck me, when she felt too 
low.  She told me later, that being able to make love to me, 
without feeling guilty about "cheating on Mike," knowing that I 
was the one person that Mike would have approved of her fucking, 
was what made her able to carry on.
     After that, Mary lived on the proceeds from the insurance 
settlement.  (When the Insurance-company saw the case that the 
lawyers I found for Mary had made, they paid up, without a 
whimper.)  Mary and the kids were relatively well-off, though not 
quite as well-off as I was, because I could charge almost 
whatever I wanted, for the work that I did.
     It wasn't until Cindy and June started having their periods, 
and told her that they wanted to get fucked, that Mary decided 
she needed a man herself, not just an occasional "quickie" at 
night.  When she asked her daughters what kind of man they were 
looking for, both little girls said "Someone like uncle Frank."  
The idea of getting me, to service all three of them, hit Mary 
like a bolt out of the blue.  She broached the idea to her 
daughters, and when they fell for the idea, she began planning my 
seduction.   Mary could have come right out, and asked me, or had 
the little girls "discover" the two of us making love some night, 
but my ever-lovin' sister had decided it would be more "cute" to 
have the little girls seduce me.  The idea of calling me on the 
phone, and asking, "Are those two little girls pregnant yet?"  
seemed like a touch of genius to my sister.  Which just goes to 
show you, the warped sense of humor that my sister has.  I love 
it!







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     From then on, it was like one long sexual marathon for me.  
Mary and I went to Las-Vegas and got married. (Her having a 
different name, made it easier to fake her ID. . . Mike's parents 
helped. . . Really!)  then we got a bigger house, and moved in 
together.  One of the features of the house, is that it has a 
King-size bed, in the master bedroom.  As you can imagine, I no 
longer sleep alone.  In fact, we all sleep together in the same 
bed.  After several months of fucking both my sister, and our two 
daughters every night, my stamina has improved to the point, that 
I am usually able to fuck each of them at least twice a day.
     Usually, when I get home, Cindy is waiting for me, naked, at 
the door.  I generally take the little girl into the bedroom, and 
fuck her, while Mary is preparing supper.  If either one of us 
happens to be particularly horny, sometimes we don't make it all 
the way to the bedroom.  Cindy can't stand to wait and draw 
things out, so she usually gets my first load of sperm in her 
belly, when I get home.
     After dinner, June likes to sit on my cock, while I watch 
the news on TV.  Sometimes, we are able to quietly fuck for over 
an hour, before the little girl's squirming gets to be too much, 
and I finally squirt my seed in the little girl's womb.
     After that, Mary gets me at bedtime.  Both little girls like 
to watch me fucking their mother.  Having our little girls watch 
us, usually gets me so excited that I cum in my sister a lot 
faster than I really intend to.  Still, feeling me ejaculate my 
sperm inside her belly, is always enough to cause my sister to 
climax as well.
     In the morning, I usually send both little girls off to 
school, with a fresh helping of my sperm soaking in their 
bellies, while Mary and I return to bed for a more leisurely 
fuck.  After an hour or so, during which time I sometimes leave 
more than one load of baby-juice soaking in my sister's womb, I 
get up, and it's off to work, for another day.
     Weekends of course are a free-for-all, with everybody 
getting their sex, first-cum, first-served.  The house, has an 
indoor pool (you wouldn't believe how long we looked, before we 
found the right house, that we could afford.) and you wouldn't 
believe the things that go on in that pool.   Or maybe, after 
reading this, you would.  Well, to make a long story short; three 
months later, June and Mary's bellies were beginning to swell; 
and six months later, Cindy's pants started to get tight.  Before 
a year was up, I was the proud father of 4 more kids (Cindy had 
twins) Two girls and two boys, Jane, Karen, Mark, and Mike.  Now, 
it's 2 years later, and we have 3 more children (Judy, Sharon, 
and Suzy).  Last night, when I was fucking June, She said she 
thinks she's pregnant again (or at least, she hopes so).  When 
Cindy heard, she immediately hauled me off alone, so that I could 
impregnate her again too.  My sister thinks she's had enough 
babies, but I still catch her cooing over the little ones.  I 
don't think she'll be able to stand the pressure much longer, 
before she also begs me to make another baby in her belly.






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