                        Teaching the kids
                         An Erotic Story

     When I found my three sons getting involved sexually, I 
decided it was time to step in, before they became permanently 
fixated on male-male sex.  I wanted grandchildren, and I didn't 
want the boys to grow up homosexual; leaving me without any.  Not 
that I've got anything against homosexuality, and I would still 
have the girls to fall back on.  It's just that my big sister had 
a similar chance with five kids, and even with three of them 
married, she's only got one grandkid, and that's all it looks as 
if she'll ever have.  And while Jennifer is the sweetest little 
8-year-old you ever did see, I wanted LOTS of grandchildren to 
love.
     "Marcia!  Jessica!" I yelled, "Get your butts in here!  
Now!"
     My three sons looked up in shock, from where Joseph (my 
oldest, at 15) was sucking off their little brother Mike, while 
Brian watched.  At 11, the smaller boy wasn't much smaller than 
his big brothers. . . At least, in the part of the anatomy that 
counts.   <Grin.>  The only one of the three whose prick wasn't 
visible, was Joe's, as Brian had been slowly jacking-off, while 
watching his siblings in their sex-play, before getting into it 
himself.
     My reminiscing on the relative sizes of my son's peters was 
broken by the arrival of my two nubile young daughters.  Marcia 
was the very image of a budding teenager, in her white shorts and 
halter; while her little sister Jessica was just beginning to 
show the promise of the woman developing under the little-girl 
body.  Where Marcia had nicely rounded hips, a full rear, and 
smoothly rounded bumps on her chest, Jessica still had boyish 
hips, and only a hint of the breasts that would soon be 
developing under her tank-top.  Even so, she was already a real 
woman in the way that counts most, as I had started her on her 
own supply of sanitary-napkins over 4 months earlier.  Yes, it 
was definitely time.
     The two girls didn't seem to be all that shocked at seeing 
their brothers undressed.  (By this time, it was no longer 
obvious what the boys had been doing, as all three erections had 
wilted at my calling their sisters into the room.  I guess all 
three boys figured they were going to get punished for "playing 
around," and their sisters had just been called into the room to 
witness their punishment.  Only punishment was the last thing I 
had on my mind.  I knew better.  If I punished the boys for a 
little homosexual escapade like this, I might warp their 
sexuality forever.  At worst, I could actually DRIVE them into 
the gay lifestyle, as they tried to hide it from me, and then did 
it in secret.  At best, I would just make it difficult for them 
to enjoy sex.  I wanted my boys to enjoy sex.
     Thankfully, there was another way to redirect their sexual 
energy.
     "I see it's time you kids all learned about sex," I said 
firmly.  "So, I'm going to start sex-education-class right here."




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     All five kids looked at me in amazement.  "So let's get 
started," I said.  "Marcia, you and Jessica get undressed, just 
like your brothers are."
     "What!" objected my eldest daughter.  "But Daddy!  I can't 
get undressed in front of my own brothers!"
     "They're undressed in front of you," I pointed out.  
"Besides, we're ALL getting undressed, so don't feel that you are 
being singled out."  With this, I started taking off MY clothes, 
and gave my daughters a glare that brooked no arguments.  "I'm 
going to teach you kids about sex, and how babies are made, so 
you'll know what to do whenever you get the chance."
     "Bud Dad," objected Joseph, "we already know all that stuff.  
Or at least I do."
     "Oh?" I asked, "is that so?  How many of your girlfriends 
are pregnant?"  (This was a deliberately low-blow, as I knew that 
NONE of the boys had any girlfriends at the present time.  Why 
else would they have been playing with each other instead of 
girls, if they had been getting in those girls' panties?)
     "Uh, well. . . I don't. . ."
     "Uhuh," I interrupted.  "I thought so.  So you don't know.  
Well, I'm going to show you all about sex, and how babies are 
made, and see to it that you all get some practice doing just 
that."
     "But Daddy!  You don't mean you want me to. . ."  Marcia 
objected.
     "Yes," I said firmly, "I do.  Now get your ass up there on 
the bed, and take your clothes off.  How are you going to learn 
about sex, If you're still dressed?"
     "But Daddy!  I already know how," she objected; blushing.
     "Oh?" I said; not knowing if I was disappointed, or happy to 
learn that my eldest daughter wasn't a virgin.  "Then you're 
already pregnant?" I asked, hopefully.  Maybe things were going 
better than I figured.
     "Well. . . No, but I. . ."
     "Then you don't really know all about sex, do you?" I said.
     "But, but," sputtered Marcia.
     "No 'Buts,'" I said, "You sound like a motorboat.  It's time 
you girls learned about sex, and how babies are made, the proper 
way. . . By doing it.  Now get undressed."  I kept my voice 
level, and glared at my daughter; daring her to argue with me.  
Well, since their mother died, leaving me to raise five kids all 
alone, none of them had ever won an argument with me.  This was 
the first chance they had to do so in years, but I wasn't going 
to tell them that.  Their mother and I had greatly enjoyed sex 
and having babies; producing them as fast as we could.  All five 
of the children having birthdays within a month of each other; 
making August a hectic time around our house.  Still, just 
because their parents felt this way about sex and babies, didn't 
mean our children would.  If either of the girls (or the boys 
either, for that matter,) REALLY objected to having sex with me 
or her brothers, then I would only push them so far.  I was NOT 
going to rape my own daughters; nor was I going to allow any of 
the kids to rape each other.




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     Thankfully, the question never came up again.  Both girls 
looked at me, looked at each other, shrugged, and started getting 
undressed.  So did I.
     In less than two minutes, the whole family was as naked as 
the day we were born, and I motioned for the boys to gather 
around the two girls who were sitting on the bed, where I had 
told them to go.
     "Now sex really isn't all that complicated," I said; 
motioning Marcia to lie back on the bed, so her three brothers 
could get a good look.  "Basically, a man pushes his penis into a 
girl's vagina until he climaxes; and then if they're lucky, and 
the timing is right, she gets pregnant.  I'm sure you all know 
this."  (Nods from everybody except Mike and Jessica.  Mike was 
staring with awe, while Jessica was wide-eyed with innocent 
amazement.)
     "However," I said, "there are certain things I'm sure you 
don't know. . . So I'm going to show you.  Afterwards, you'll 
each get your turn to practice what I showed you.  OK?"
     Marcia's eyes got rather large, at the implication of what 
the 'practice' was going to be, but she didn't object.  By this 
time, I think she was just trying to figure out how far I was 
going to go.  All the way, as it turned out.
     Since she had already lost her virginity, I guess she was 
even a little excited by the chance to get some more sex in, 
without having to sneak around like she so obviously had before.
     "First," I said, "you need lubrication.  Each of you run 
your finger sideways across your belly."  Five sets of fingers 
followed my example.
     "Feel how the skin drags against your finger?" I asked.  
"Well, it's even worse for a man's penis, when it tries to slide 
in a girl, right here."
     I reached down and just barely touched Marcia's inviting 
little slit.
     "Now there are several things you can do about this," I 
continued.  "First, Mike go into the bathroom, and get the blue 
and white tube in the middle right-hand drawer under the sink."
     There was about a minute's delay, then my youngest son 
returned with the KY.
     "This," I said, "is a lubricant.  KY jelly works best, but 
you can use Vaseline, or lard, or even butter.  Don't use oil."  
I demonstrated by slicking my finger up, then made fucking 
motions in my curled-up hand, as if it was a vagina, and I was 
fucking it with my finger.  "Each of you try it," I instructed.
     Shortly everyone had slippery hands, before I had Joe go get 
some towels, and we all wiped up.  "See," I said, "KY was made to 
allow sex to work out easier, when for one reason or another, 
there isn't enough natural lubrication.  It's also a great help 
in masturbation."  From the guilty looks shared by the three 
boys, I knew why the tube was 3/4 empty, even though I had bought 
a new one the week before.  As if I hadn't already figured that 
out.
     "As I implied," I said, "natural lubrication is much better.  
When a girl gets excited by the prospect of sex, she lubricates 
inside her vagina, like this," I said, sliding a finger into my 
daughter's hole as a demonstration.


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     I was right.  Marcia's hole WAS hot and tight and slick 
inside.  My little girl WAS getting excited.  "See," I said, 
while the other kids watched closely.
     "Even with this, your sister's vagina still clings to my 
finger," I said.  "So it might be a little uncomfortable, if I 
tried sliding something bigger into her, like my cock."  Marcia's 
eyes widened at this.  I think this was the first time she truly 
believed that I WAS going to actually fuck her.  A gush of 
wetness around my finger confirmed my assessment.
     "As I said," I said, "natural lubrication is best.  Your 
sister is almost lubricated enough right now.  But what if she 
needed more?  Thankfully, you can help yourselves."  I paused and 
looked around.  All five kids were gazing at me raptly.  Nobody 
was ducking out of THIS class.
     "When a man gets sexually excited," I continued, "he starts 
producing a lubricant too.  It's actually BETTER than that 
produced by the woman, and better even than KY, but it has three 
drawbacks."
     "What's that, Daddy?" Jessie's sweet voice showed me that my 
little girl was paying attention too.
     "Well, first," I said, "it takes a man longer to produce 
this lubrication.  Sometimes he's almost ready to 'cum' inside 
the woman, before he does."
     I caught my breath, and continued, "Second he doesn't 
produce as much as the woman does, and finally, it comes out the 
hole in the middle of his prick, instead of being where it's 
needed most, around the outside.  That's why it's better to get 
the woman excited first, so she lubricates.  Besides, if a man 
works to get the woman excited, usually he gets fairly excited 
himself."
     "Uh. . . How does a man get the woman excited?"
     "Well, usually," I said, "if you manage to get the woman to 
take off her panties, then she's usually fairly excited already."  
I grinned.  The three boys grinned back at me.  "However," I 
continued, "if she's not, then the easiest way I know of, is to 
lick her."
     "Lick her?"
     "Down THERE?"
     "That's NASTY!"
     "No it's not," I said.  "It's really very nice.  Here 
Jessica, since your big sister is probably excited too much 
already, I'll demonstrate on you.  Here. . . Get up here, and 
spread your legs a little."
     I lowered my head to the little girl's inviting little slit, 
and stuck my tongue inside her.  Jessica jerked and objected the 
first time my tongue touched her hole.
     "ME, Daddy?" she objected, "But I. . . Oh DADDY, that's 
nasty!  That's where I PEE out of.  Oh Daddy.  Oh.  Oh Daddy, it 
feels good.  Oh Daddy. Oh.  Oh.  Ooooh.  Oh Daddy, Don't stop?!"
     The taste of my little girl's slippery little slit was 
intoxicating.  Before I knew it, a flood of little-girl-cum was 
washing against my taste-buds, and my daughter was shivering and 
pushing her tiny little crack up against my face.  Regretfully I 
had to stop, before she came and things ended too quickly.  Time 
enough for her to get off, when the "proper" time came.


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     "Sorry," I said, "but you were getting too close.  The point 
was to get you excited, not to make you climax.  You can do that 
later, when we get to that part."  Jessica just lay there, 
frustrated, and trying to catch her breath.
     "Now back to your big sister," I said.  If anything, Marcia 
was even MORE excited now than before, after watching me eat out 
her little sister.  I motioned the little girl out of the way, 
while I spread my eldest daughter's legs, and kneeled between 
them.
     "Now, as you can see," I said; holding my prick up near my 
daughter's waiting young vagina, "there's already a drop or two 
of lubrication dripping from the end of my prick."  A second 
clear drop of seminal fluid appeared at the tip of my prick; 
following the one that had already dripped on the bedspread.
     "So," I explained, "you rub it around the woman's vagina, 
until you're both slippery, and then you push it up inside her."  
With these words, I did just that.  Yes, I fucked my own 
daughter.
     There was a collective gasp, (one from me too, I'm sure,) as 
my thick prick slid into my little girl's tight little slit.  A 
tight ring fit over the head of my prick; then with a little 
pressure on my part, half my cock slid into the little teenager.
     Barely able to keep from splattering the little girl's slit 
full of incestuous sperm before I got all the way inside her, I 
still tried to do my best in continuing the "education" of the 
rest of the family.
     "Sometimes you have to work it in and out a few times, 
before the lubrication gets spread around enough for you to get 
all the way inside her," I barely managed to groan.  "But as I'm 
sure you all can guess, the end result is worth it, as it feels 
good, when you do."
     Boy!  Was THAT ever the understatement of the year.
     Marcia was looking down in amazement, at where her own 
father's thick prick had vanished to the hilt inside her 
obscenely spread cunny-lips.
     As for me, it was only the tremendous relief that I felt, 
knowing that my little girl really WASN'T a virgin, and I hadn't 
hurt her by slipping eight inches of fatherly prick up inside her 
belly, that kept me from splattering the little girl's womb full 
of incestuous baby-making cum, the moment I got the whole thing 
inside her.  (Of course, if I had hurt her by taking her 
virginity, like I had been scared of doing, then I probably 
wouldn't have been able to fuck her at all; as the thought of 
hurting my little girl, would have been enough to make my prick 
melt like an overheated marshmallow.)
     By now, six pairs of eyes were glued to the spot where my 
thick prick had vanished into the little girl's body.
     "Once you have your prick all the way up inside the girl," I 
said, continuing my "instructions", "You slide it in and out.  If 
done properly, this will feel good to both of you."  I don't know 
for sure about Marcia, though she seemed to have no complaints, 
as her breath was coming in short little pants; but it sure felt 
good to ME.




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     "After you do this enough times," I said, panting myself, 
"the stimulation will become great enough, that your prick will 
squirt a thick gooey white liquid inside the woman. . . Just 
like. . . like. . . this!"
     With that, I did it.  Yes, I came inside my little girl; 
squirting thick white curds of incestuous sperm directly into the 
fertile young womb of the child I had created almost 14 years 
before, by squirting that same sperm in her mother's womb.  God, 
did that feel good; breeding my own daughter.  I barely managed 
to continue my instructions.
     "That white stuff," I grunted, barely able to speak, "is the 
stuff that makes babies in little girls, if they're not careful.  
If you're both lucky, and it's the right time of month, then you 
might actually get the girl pregnant."  "Your sister's period was 
just a little over a week ago," I panted, as I left one last 
healthy squirt of semen splashing against my daughter's womb, "so 
there's not much chance yet, but hopefully you'll all have a 
better chance, in about a week or so."  I collapsed on top of 
Marcia; just as her tight little vagina began fluttering around 
my wilting prick.  I guess the incredibly dangerous/exciting 
thought of getting pregnant by her own father was enough to 
trigger my daughter's orgasm as well.  Only it was too late.
     My wilting prick slid out of the little girl, bringing tears 
of frustration from her.  "Oh Daddy.  Oh Daddy," she moaned, 
"Please don't stop now."
     Only I already had.  Still, the solution to Marcia's problem 
was "right to hand" so to speak.  After all, wasn't this what the 
whole lesson was all about?
     "Well?" I said, glaring at my eldest son, "What are you 
waiting for Joe?  Do you need an engraved invitation?  Your 
little sister needs you."
     I moved off the bed, and motioned the older boy on.
     At first, the 16-year-old was almost astounded by the idea 
that I wanted him to fuck his own sister.  Then the boy's natural 
horniness caught up with him.  Two seconds later, I watched as my 
eldest son's thick prick vanished into his little sister's belly, 
on a film of the pre-cum and sperm I had already left inside her.  
The rest of the family just watched in amazement.
     Joe lasted barely longer than I had, before pumping his 
little sister's tight little slit full of his incestuous seed.  
His prick was almost as big as mine was though, so he had barely 
started, before Marcia began bucking and groaning underneath him, 
as she reached her (for her) long-awaited climax.
     By the time the older boy had finished squirting his sister 
full of cum, the little girl was cumming almost continuously; 
shaking and jerking under her big brother, until he finally 
pulled out, and was replaced by his younger brother.  A thick 
white drool of semen oozed out of the child's slit, but this was 
only visible for a second or two, as Brian replaced his big 
brother with barely a moment's pause, while their little brother 
watched and waited for his turn; slowly stroking his prick to 
remain erect, while he watched his older siblings get it on.
     "You've got to squirt your sperm as far up inside your 
little sister as you can," I instructed the boy, "if you really 
want to try and get her pregnant like she should be."


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     My obscene comment must have been extremely exciting to both 
children.  I had no sooner said it, than Marcia was moaning and 
groaning through yet another massive orgasm almost immediately, 
while her big brother followed my instructions and jammed his 
prick as far up in the little girl's belly as he could, and let 
go inside her with yet another thick wad of incestuous cum.  By 
now, my daughter's uterus must have been almost swimming in her 
brothers' sperm.  Brian jerked three or four times; trying to 
plant as much of his potent seed as far up in his little sister's 
womb as he could.
     Two minutes later, his prick also finally gave out, and he 
slid out of the child to be replaced by their little brother 
Mike.  Once I knew that all three boys were no longer virgins, I 
heaved a sigh of relief.  After experiencing real sex, with their 
bare quivering pricks squirting thick incestuous cum in their own 
sister's tight little belly, I knew that all three boys would try 
to repeat this as often as they could in the future.  With any 
luck, I would be a grandfather within a year. . . Especially, if 
the boys all liked squirting their sperm inside a girl's tight 
little hole well enough to try it with OTHER girls, besides their 
own sister.  Still, I decided I'd better not take any chances.
     "From now on," I said to them, "I want all three of you boys 
to practice making a baby in your sister as often as you can, 
until you get it right."  (God, what a line!  It was all I could 
do to keep from giggling; but I kept a straight face, as I 
figured the boys were too young to even imagine this being a line 
from a wet-dream sex-story.)  "Marcia," I said to the madly 
humping little girl now rutting frantically with her little 
brother, "I want you to tell me, if each of your brother's 
doesn't help you practice making a baby, at least once a day. . . 
OK?"
     "OK Daddy," came the response.  Marcia was so carried away 
with fucking her own brother; trying valiantly to extract every 
precious drop of sperm the little boy had in him, that I think 
she would have agreed to having her head chopped off, as long as 
her little brother kept on shoving his swollen little peter in 
and out of her tight little hole.
     "If you want," I added, "I'll do my best to see you get 
pregnant whenever I can, as well.  Would you like that?"
     "Oh.  OH!  Oh Daddy!"  I took Marcia's involuntary climax 
around her little brother's prick as a, "Yes."  I guess the 
thought of getting pregnant by her own father was just too 
exciting for the little teenager.
     Finally, her gasping, grunting, and squeezing got to be too 
much, even for Mike.  Although he had lasted almost twice as long 
as either of his brothers, eventually the squeezing hot sweet 
hole of his sexy big sister took its toll on the little boy and 
he too began adding his incestuous sperm to the millions already 
planted in the little girl's sexy young belly by his older 
brothers; that were already wriggling their way up inside the 
teenager's womb; searching for her ripening eggs.
     As they rolled apart, I looked in satisfaction at my well-
fucked little girl.  Her sparse pubic hair was matted with cum, 
and her breath came in gasps, but I could tell she was far from 
spent yet.


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     Just knowing that my seed, and that of all three of the 
little girl's brothers was soaking into the child's womb, was 
almost unbelievably exciting.
     For this reason, I motioned to her older brother, who was 
standing by, idly stroking his prick, to start all over again.  
"From now on," I told them, "I don't want to see ANY of you boys 
'wasting' your sperm in your hands, as long as you have at least 
one healthy sister in the same house."
     Jessica shivered at the implications.  "Does that mean me 
too, Daddy?" she asked.
     "Oh," I said in response, "that's right.  It's about time 
you learned how to make a baby too.  I guess it wouldn't be fair 
for you to have to watch your big sister get pregnant, without 
getting to do it yourself.  As you can see from watching Marcia, 
it's not all that hard to do, and can even be quite enjoyable.  
So get up there on the bed, and I'll show you how it's done; at 
least for your first time."
     Enjoyable?  By now the little girl's big sister was in 
constant throes of ecstasy, as she reached climax after climax 
with her big brother.  Being the second time for him, Joe was 
able to slide his big prick in and out of the little girl for a 
long time, before once again filling the child's fertile young 
womb with his seed.  Watching and waiting for their turns, were 
both younger boys.
     You might think I would be concerned for my daughter, 
getting gang-fucked by her three horny brothers like this; but I 
was pretty sure the 13-year-old would be able to fuck all three 
of her brothers under the table, and probably be ready for 
repeats from me, when they finished.  But I had another job to 
do, first.
     "Well?" I prompted, motioning again to my youngest child to 
move up on the bed, so that we could get started.  Jessica seemed 
to be fascinated by her older siblings rutting frantically on the 
bed, like a bird is fascinated by a snake.
     "But Daddy," she started.
     "Shhhh," I calmed her.  "It's OK.  You don't have to 
worry. . .Daddy'll get you pregnant, just like your big sister.  
I know you're a virgin; so I'll take it real easy. . . Just let 
me slide up here. . ."
     "But. . . but," she said.
     "Easy," I said, "this won't take a minute.  My prick is 
already slippery from cumming inside your big sister, and I know 
you're already wet inside from watching them."
     This was no lie.  As my prick spread the plump lips of her 
bare pussy, the hot wet heat inside my sexy young daughter seemed 
to almost suck me right up inside her.  I guess watching her 
older brothers mate with her big sister had gotten the little 
girl extremely aroused.  I knew that by now, the child probably 
couldn't think of anything except how good it would feel to have 
her OWN tight little cunny being squirted full of incestuous cum, 
just like her big sister's was.   I figured I'd better hurry up, 
before the little girl almost died of horniness.





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     "But DaddeeeEEEEK!" said Jessica.  I guess my splitting her 
'cherry' had taken her by surprise.  I figured it was better to 
break it quickly, rather than have her hurt for a long period of 
time.  Sometimes this works out well, and sometimes it doesn't.  
This time it had. . . Or at least, her hurt seemed to end 
quickly.  Slowly I began stroking in and out of the little girl; 
trying to take it easy on her, and at the same time wanting her 
to feel the good parts of sex as soon as possible.
     I guess it worked somewhat, because after a few strokes, 
Jessie wrapped her legs around me, and started fucking back.
     "See," I said, enjoying the incredibly tight feel of my sexy 
little 10-year-old daughter's virginal young hole squeezing on my 
swollen prick.  "I told you it would feel good, didn't I?  Now 
work with me Honey, and Daddy will help make a baby in that cute 
little tummy of yours, just like your big sister is doing."
     "But Daddy," said Jessica, tears running down her cheeks, "I 
don't WANT to have a baby."  In spite of her objections, the 
little girl kept working her hips back and forth against me; 
trying to strip my prick of each precious drop of incestuous cum, 
no matter how she felt about getting pregnant.
     "Oh shit," I said; my prick wilting.  "I'd better pull out."
     "Don't be silly, Daddy," sniffled Jessie.  "You already had 
cum on your prick when you put it inside me, and it's been 
leaking stuff in my vagina for the last 10 minutes.  If I'm going 
to get pregnant tonight, I probably already am.  I know you like 
the idea, so we might as well enjoy it while we can.  Besides, 
it's starting to feel good.  Please Daddy?  I want to feel it at 
least once, while I can."
     What could I say?  "You're sure?" I asked.  Jessica just 
wrapped both legs around me in imitation of what her big sister 
was doing to her older brother.  By now, Brian had taken Joe's 
place for the second time, and was almost ready to reach his 
second orgasm of the night in his little sister's belly.
     Jessica ignored her two older siblings, and fucked back at 
me.  So, I fucked her.  It took a lot longer for me to get off, 
even though she was hotter, wetter, and MUCH tighter than her big 
sister had been.  I guess that having gotten off in one daughter, 
I was enough satisfied that I wouldn't blow my cool the moment I 
stuck my big prick in the other one.  Jessie and I settled down 
to a nice long time of being mated to each other, before I 
finally lost it, and filled the little girl's womb with my seed.
     After sliding in and out for almost ten minutes, the sucking 
heat and tightness of my little girl's ten-year-old body got to 
be too much.  By that time, her tight little hole was clamping 
rhythmically on my prick in a manner that few men would be able 
to resist, and I had no intention of even trying to.
     "Oh God Honey!  Here it comes," I said; jamming my prick to 
the hilt in my daughter's 10-year-old body.  "Feel it?  Daddy's 
cumming in his little girl.  I want you to see if you can feel 
this Jessie.  Daddy's squirting the thick white stuff that makes 
babies, right up inside you, where it belongs.  Oh Jessie, I'm 
doing it. . . I'm getting my own little girl pregnant.  That's it 
Honey, squeeze your daddy's prick, just like that.  Daddy's going 
to plant a baby in that cute little belly of yours.  Oh!  do that 
one more time. . . OH Jesus."


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     With each "Oh," my prick jerked, as my body sent yet another 
thick white *spurt* of incestuous sperm jetting against my 
youngest daughter's fertile young womb.  Each time it did, I 
jerked myself; trying to force my spasming cock as far up in the 
little girl as I could, so my seed would be planted as deep in 
the child's womb as possible.
     Surprisingly, Jessica was working just as hard as I was; 
jamming her little crotch up to meet the mighty thrusts of my 
prick, each time she felt me spew another thick wad of cum inside 
her.  I guess, that no matter what SHE felt, her body wanted to 
feel my baby growing inside her, almost as much as I wanted to 
put it there.  Even her mind seemed to agree; as the thought of 
getting pregnant by her own father was a fantasy that seemed to 
both frighten and excite her.
     "Oh Daddy," she moaned, "Do it.  Cum in me Daddy.  I want to 
feel your stuff squirting inside me. . . Oh Daddy. . . Oh Darn, 
why can't I FEEL it?"
     I didn't have the heart to tell my daughter, that most women 
just CAN'T feel it when a man comes inside her, though some claim 
to.  Cum, (being body-temperature) is just another fluid inside 
the body, and isn't hard enough to make an impression inside, 
where there are few nerve-endings.
     For almost a minute, we strained at each other, until I had 
left every drop of incestuous cum I had in the little girl.  It 
was only afterward, when (with some regret) I pulled out of her, 
and saw the thick white drool of my potent seed oozing out of my 
own 10-year-old daughter's no-longer-virginal young cunny, that I 
remembered she didn't really want this.  Such a disappointment.  
At least, it was obvious that she liked to fuck; otherwise I 
would have been worried about the fact that I might have 
effectively raped my own daughter.  Jessie made it clear on that 
point; thank goodness.
     "Thanks, Daddy," she said; snuggling up to me, after a 
couple of hungry kisses.  I hadn't known the little girl COULD 
kiss like that.  I wondered who had been teaching her.  Still, 
SHE was thanking ME?  Here I was worried that she might be mad at 
me for almost forcing her into having her first sex, and she 
thanks me?  I was almost dying with gratitude to HER, for 
allowing me to be the first man in her life.  Not to mention, the 
first virgin I ever fucked.  My wife had been fucking for almost 
ten years, by the time we met; even though she was only 19, at 
the time.
     "Thank YOU," I returned, in heartfelt fervor.
     Together, we cuddled for several minutes, while Marcia 
swapped partners twice, still begging for more.  Damn.  I was 
almost getting another hard-on, just listening to my little girl 
get gang-banged by her three horny brothers.  My mind finally 
came back to earth though, as I remembered Jessica's earlier 
objection.
     "I'll have to take you down to the clinic tomorrow to get 
you on the pill," I said; still cuddling the little girl.  "When 
was your last period?" I asked her.
     "I dunno. . . About two weeks ago, I guess."




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     "Oh shit," again.  Oh well. . . Most girls don't get 
pregnant on their first try. . . At least, so I hoped.  In my 
worry, I missed Jessie's first question, and she had to repeat 
it.  "Uh, What's that, Hon?" I asked.
     "Do I HAVE to Daddy?"
     "No," I reassured her, "you don't HAVE to have a baby.  
That's why I'm taking you down tomorrow to get you on the pill."
     "No.  I mean, do I have to go on the pill?"
     "Well," I explained, "if you're going to fuck, and don't 
want to get pregnant, then I suppose there ARE other options."
     "Daddy!" she objected.
     "Oh," I said sadly, finally letting understanding filter 
into my brain.  "I suppose, if you don't want to fuck like your 
big sister, then you don't HAVE to, if you don't want to."  Shit.
     "Daddy!  That's not it at all, and you know it!"  The little 
girl sounded angry now, for the first time.  "What if I WANT you 
to get me pregnant?"
     "Huh?" I said, "But I thought you said. . ."
     "I said I don't want to have A baby. . . just any baby.  I 
only want to have the baby of the man I love. . . The person who 
really CARES about me having a baby."  Here Jessica looked 
pointedly at the squirming bodies that constituted her older 
sister and brothers.  "THEY don't care," she pointed out, "Only 
you do."
     "Oh."
     "Besides," she said, "I want my son to know his father 
wanted him.  With them, I wouldn't even know which one the father 
WAS, let alone the fact that they don't give a shit about babies.  
As I said, only you do."
     What could I say?  She had me cold.  "Well," I capitulated, 
"if that's what you really want, that's what you'll get.  Only 
your sister's going to get a little overworked, trying to take 
care of all three of the boys by herself."
     Jessie looked at where her big sister was humping madly for 
the third (or was it fourth) time at their big brother Joe.  It 
was obvious that the older girl was finally starting to flag, but 
so were the boys.
     "There ARE times, when a girl isn't so likely to 'catch', 
aren't there?" she asked, thoughtfully.
     And that's the way it worked out.

     I took Jessie into my bedroom, while the big orgy continued 
in the boy's room.  It's absolutely amazing how sexy it is to 
squirt your sperm in the sexy young belly of a child who is not 
only fertile, but actually WANTS you to plant a baby in her cute 
little tummy.  Yes, there's nothing like the feel of a little ten 
year old little girl squeezing the heck out of your prick with 
her tight little cunny, the feel of her smooth soft skin under 
your hands, her soft titties rubbing against your hairy chest, 
the sexy feel of her pre-teenaged belly slapping yours, and most-
of-all, the sweet satisfying *spurt* of hot cum rippling through 
your swollen penis, as you send bolt after bolt of thick sticky 
baby-making seed squirting high into the child's developing 
vagina, where it belongs.  Especially, if that sexy little girl 
is your own sweet little daughter, who is as excited about the 


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idea of having her own father's baby growing inside her, as you 
are.  Three times I managed to get it up, and three times I sent 
surges of incestuous cum jetting into my little girl's womb.  
When I finally couldn't get it up any more, I sent the child off 
to bed, to let my sperm soak into her uterus, while I went to 
check on her big sister.
     What a mess. . . sperm and girl-cum and Lord-knows-what 
matted the little girl's cunny, while all three boys lay 
collapsed in exhaustion beside her.  Not one of the three could 
work up the slightest erection; no matter HOW much their little 
sister pleaded with them.
     "Oh Daddy," she said, opening her arms to me in almost 
heartbreaking entreaty.  "I'm so close.  I just need one more, 
and they all gave out on me. . . Please Daddy?"
     Well, I'm no superman.  Marcia's little sister had drained 
every drop I had in me.  Still, my wife had taught me a lot about 
women, and one of them was that no matter HOW spent I was, it's 
not NICE to leave a lady hanging.  (After twice being cut off for 
a week, to show me, "what it's like to be left horny," I got the 
message, and had her show me what to do.)
     "Here, Honey," I said, motioning my daughter over to the 
edge of the bed, "let Daddy help."
     I guess she figured I was going to fuck her in that position 
(It IS a fun way to fuck, but what the heck, ANY position is a 
fun way to fuck.) but I was no more able to do that, then her 
three brothers were.  However, as my wife had pointed out so many 
years before, "Your prick may be limp, but you've still got 10 
stiff fingers; not to mention a tongue."  I guess you can figure 
what I did.
     Yep.  I first fingered my little girl, and even stroked her 
"G" spot from the inside, until she was almost screaming with 
arousal; (As if she wasn't horny enough.) then I clamped my mouth 
on her little budding clitty, and gave her a tongue job that 
she'll never forget.  I guess having three brothers fuck her just 
kept getting her excited, but not quite getting off.  None of the 
boys knew enough to finger the little girl's clit while fucking 
her; so she just kept getting hornier and hornier, the more she 
got fucked.  (I DID show the boys what to do the next time, so 
thankfully she never got left in this condition again.)
     My wife had taught me to ignore the sperm I ejaculated 
inside her when I licked her afterwards, (After all, it was 
mine.) so it was with no difficulty that I found myself licking 
out every drop of my sons' cum, while I got the little girl off.  
It took almost ten minutes, but was well worth the effort.  The 
grunting, groaning, screaming, and panting were something, but 
only audio effects.  Having my LITTLE girl almost break my head 
in two, by clamping her thighs around it, while she bucked and 
jerked in unmistakable orgasm, was (shall we say) overwhelming.
     Afterwards, I learned that Marcia had never HAD a real 
orgasm before; assuming that the pleasure she got from fucking 
WAS having an orgasm.  As they say, "If you don't know if you've 
had one; then you never have."  This was NOT to be her last.





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     When she finally calmed down to only major hysteria, she 
apologized for hurting me.  THAT kind of hurt I'll take, anytime 
I can get it.  I told her that; and she seemed to relax, for the 
first time in over three hours.  Then, Marcia noticed my prick.  
It was semi-erect.  I had expected from the way her little sister 
drained me, that I wouldn't have an erection for at least three 
days.
     Well, what I had wasn't exactly a "stiffie," but it WAS a 
definite erection.  I guess the excitement of getting my eldest 
daughter off for the first time, was as exciting in its own way, 
as taking my youngest girl's virginity.
     "Come here, Daddy, and let me take care of that," she cooed.
     "Uh," I said, "I don't think I can cum again," not wanting 
to disappoint her.
     "That's OK, Daddy, just slide it in, and we can both enjoy 
it."
     So I did.  It was a little hard (pun intended) getting it 
in, but shortly I was once again buried to the hilt in Marcia's 
hot sweet pussy, and for almost 15 minutes we just lay like that; 
not really fucking, neither of us really needed that any more.  
We were just lying there; enjoying the friendly pleasure of being 
mated.
     There's something incredibly friendly about having your 
prick buried up inside a girl's vagina, but not really sliding in 
and out.  Occasionally, your prick will jerk and sometimes 
actually release something inside her.  Also occasionally, her 
vagina will ripple down your prick; squeezing it in a warm 
friendly embrace as she enjoys the pleasures of being mated to 
her own father as well.  Neither of you really having a climax, 
but both of you just savoring the feeling of being loved by 
someone you love; her enjoying having your thick prick inside 
her, just as much as you do; but without either of you worrying 
about either getting off, or having to get your partner off.
     Eventually however, the sexy feel of my daughter's hot sweet 
hole squeezing on my prick got to me, and I felt a slight release 
inside her body.  Then it got limp and slipped out.
     I looked at my spent prick. . . No white cum, just a clear 
drop of sticky liquid.  I might have cum in the little girl, and 
I might not.  It didn't matter.
     "Thanks, Marcia," I started to say, only to be beaten to the 
punch by my little girl's, "Thanks Daddy."  We both giggled, and 
I knew my daughter would be OK.  I picked her up and carried her 
bodily into the bedroom she shared with her little sister.
     Jessica was already half asleep, but she didn't seem to be 
surprised to see me bringing her big sister to bed.  "Is she OK, 
Daddy?" she asked.
     I nodded.
     "Did you. . .?"  Jessica didn't complete the question, but 
she didn't have to.  Again, I nodded, wondering how I was going 
to handle the element of jealousy.  Jessie obviously thought she 
was "MY" girl.  Only I was wrong.
     "Thanks, Daddy," she said, with a sigh of relief.  "I was 
worried there for just a bit, that you might forget about her, 
just because you're fucking me.  And I know she needed that."



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     I wondered how I had been so lucky to raise such wonderful 
girls.
     As I said before, that's the way things went, from then on; 
just the way Jessie planned things.  Uhuh, Jessie planned things.  
From then on, it was as though she took over the spot left vacant 
by my wife.  She slept in my bed; she saw to it that everybody 
got taken care of; (sexually and otherwise) she started learning 
to cook.  And generally, she ran the house as if it was hers.  
Surprisingly, none of the other kids objected to their little 
sister taking over.
     The next day I was awakened by moans of passion from the 
other room, as all three boys followed my instructions to, 
"practice making a baby in your sister, as often as you can," by 
fucking their sister until each of them had filled the little 
girl's womb with incestuous cum at least twice.
     I barely noticed, as a tight ring slid down MY prick while 
Jessica got in HER "practice" as well.  It was only after 
flooding the child's womb with my incestuous seed, that I managed 
to check on her big sister; sending the boys off to get dressed 
for school, while Marcia recuperated.  I finally had to fuck her 
again myself, before she could relax enough to get dressed.
     As I said, after that Jessie saw to it that everyone "got 
taken care of" sexually.  Having done without it all her life, 
then finding out what a wonderful thing she had been missing, the 
little girl wanted to make sure that NONE of us ever had to do 
without again.  Especially me, as she now knew how much I had 
been suffering, having once had it with my wife, and then going 
over seven miserable horny years with no sex but what I got from 
"Mrs. Thumb, and her four daughters."  Jessica insisted on making 
sure I got regular sexual release, by having me squirt my seed in 
her fertile young womb at least twice a day, and in Marcia 
whenever she figured the older girl needed it.
     When the boys fucked Marcia, it was Jessica who saw to it 
that they didn't go overboard like that first time; but that each 
of them DID get fucked on a regular basis; usually at least 
twice, twice a day, but sometimes even oftener, when the older 
girl was particularly horny, or just wanted to feel her brothers 
getting her pregnant, just one more time.  Jessica also made sure 
that Marcia got fucked by me, whenever she figured her big sister 
needed it as well.  That decreased over time, as her brothers 
eventually started learning how a girl likes to be loved, not 
just fucked.  (Though they all liked to just fuck for the fun of 
it, too.)  Even then, Jessie usually insisted that I fuck the 
teenager at least once or twice a week, and usually three or four 
times, so she wouldn't seem to be  "hogging" me, and Marcia would 
have at least a chance of getting knocked-up by her own father.
     Even with her little sister "monitoring" things to see that 
Marcia didn't get "overworked", it was a rare day that my little 
girl didn't have at least 9 to 12 loads of her horny brothers' 
thick sticky sperm swimming in her sexy little vagina; and quite 
often she had a lot more; sometimes with a load or two from me, 
thrown in for good measure.  Marcia LIKED to fuck.





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     To keep her big sister from getting completely worn out from 
fucking the boys all the time, and me occasionally, the next day 
Jessie started helping the older girl with their brothers; at 
first just using her mouth, then as the due-date of her period 
got closer, actually fucking all three of them, just like her big 
sister did; with all three boys squirting thick sticky gobs of 
incestuous baby-making cum as far up in their cute little 
sister's tight little belly as they could.
     Only it got there too late.  My sperm was in there first.  
It wasn't until almost a year later, that Jessica had another 
period; as she had Martha-Jane first.  Two years later, she had 
Melanie; and a year after that, Cindy.  After that, we both 
decided to stop baby-production for a while.  Especially, since 
her big sister temporarily left us with two more kids to care 
for, while she and Joe went to College.
     Jessie and I have been married now for almost 10 years.  (I 
bet you'd like to know how we pulled THAT off, wouldn't you?)  
Joe and Marcia are living together in Molene, and are expecting 
their third child together, along with the two girls that their 
brothers "helped" them with.  (The second of which, is already 
"expecting" for the second time.)  Brian is married too, and his 
wife is expecting any day now.  Even Mike is going out with the 
CUTEST little girl you ever saw. . . She's about three years 
younger than Mike, and her name is Jennifer.  They're planning on 
getting married next year. . . When they can afford it.  It looks 
like I don't have to worry about not having grandkids.  <Grin.>  
It looks as if my big sister can stop worrying too, as his 
girlfriend's belly is already starting to show.
     Only someone else was.  (Worrying, that is.)
     About two years ago, Jessie found our three little girls in 
a "menage a troi" that would make even her big sister blush.  She 
was afraid that if the girls didn't start out right, and find out 
how much fun sex was with boys, then they would all turn out to 
be lesbians, and she'd never have any grandchildren to love, like 
I do.  Besides, she doesn't want HER little girls to miss out on 
the fun that she had.  So guess whom my kinky young daughter had 
"teach" our little girls, "How to make a baby?"
     As I said earlier, there's nothing as exciting as feeling 
your seed flow into the nubile young belly of a 10-year-old 
little girl, who not only likes to fuck, but actually WANTS you 
to get her pregnant.  Especially, if that little girl is your own 
daughter.  Well. . . maybe nothing except ejaculating your seed 
in the welcoming young belly of her 9 year old little sister.  
And if THAT is nice, what can I say about doing the same thing to 
a horny little 8-year-old?  Feeling the little girl squirming 
underneath me, while I flood her womb with baby-making cum, is 
just incredible.  The feel of the oh-so-satisfying *spurt* of hot 
cum rippling through your prick, before being forcefully injected 
into the fertile young belly of your own 8-year-old little girl, 
who's straining with you in orgasm; milking your prick to get 
every drop of precious seed inside her; has to be experienced, to 
be believed.  The older girls had all encouraged me to breed 
their little sister, so the little girl wouldn't be "left out."  
She wasn't.



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     Jessie needn't have worried.  All three girls are DEFINITELY 
heterosexual.  They only get together when no boys are around to 
help; preferring girl-girl sex to going horny, or jacking-off.  
Not that I blame them.  In fact, only the oldest (strangely 
enough) was still a virgin.  (The other two having started 
fucking their cousins two years earlier.)
     Yes, Cindy first started fucking, when she was only 6 years 
old; and had already felt several men's thick sperm warming the 
inside of her cute little cunny before she even entered the first 
grade.  The horny little kid had learned how to suck cock, eat 
pussy, and even fuck like a grown-up; with big sticky gobs of 
white greasy sperm soaking into her immature young womb, before 
she learned how to read, or at least so I hear.  So, just like it 
had been with Jessica and HER siblings, I wasn't really teaching 
our children something they didn't already know.  In fact, the 
little girls' lessons in "making a baby" went just a little TOO 
well, as all three of the girls are pregnant.  Yes, even 
10-year-old Cindy.
     There's even a good chance that I'm the father of all three 
of their kids, too; though Martha and Cindy might have been 
knocked-up by their respective boyfriends, just as easily.  After 
all, with her usual sense of fairness once she knew her little 
girls liked to fuck their father, Jessie has one of the girls 
share our bed every night; only insisting on keeping me to 
herself on Sundays.  Each night, Jessica has been having me 
"practice" making a baby in each of our daughters, so that each 
of the little girls could have at least a chance of getting 
pregnant by her own father; just like she did, when she was their 
age.
     No, Jessica doesn't INSIST that our daughters all have 
babies by me. . . She just wants to give each of our little girls 
the opportunity if they want it.  Even, (or especially) our 
youngest, Cindy.
     Jessie knows how cute I think a pregnant 10-year-old is, 
especially if she's carrying my baby; having been there three 
times herself.  So she's hoping to give me the same thrill all 
over again, with our daughter.  Jessie's even kinkier than I am.  
I love her. . . Heck, I love ALL my children.
     Still how can you describe the love you feel for a little 
girl who's not only your daughter, but someone who loves you 
enough to carry your baby, as well.  And then seeing that same 
little girl with her tummy so beautifully swollen with your baby 
inside her. . . How can words describe the love the two of you 
share?
     Now that all three of our little girls have babies tucked 
away safely in their sexy little bellies, Jessica is talking 
about having another one of her own; with my baby stretching HER 
still sexy tummy, just like her daughters' are.  (Just so she 
doesn't get "out of practice" of course.)  I sure wouldn't mind.  
(Besides, the "setting up" exercises are fun.)







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     Thank goodness Martha and Cindy plan on marrying the two 
boys they've been going out with.  As soon as they each get old 
enough, that is.  In the meantime, all three girls plan to 
continue having their father give them "lessons" in "how to make 
a baby" until they get them right.  Even then, they plan on 
taking "refresher courses" to make sure they don't "get out of 
practice" just like the lessons their aunts and uncles 
occasionally take, when they come over to visit.
     Jessica says that if we're lucky, maybe I can father two or 
even three kids on each of our little girls, before they get 
married.  (Jessie wants LOTS of grandchildren.)  In any case, she 
expects me to at least try.
     In the meantime, my daughter's thinking about maybe having 
another child or two herself, "Just to be safe."  You never know 
what might happen, as my big sister found out.
     I sure wouldn't mind.  Just the thought of Jessie squirming 
in heat underneath me, as I once more squirt my incestuous seed 
in the still sexy young belly of my own hot little daughter while 
she's fertile, is enough to give me an almost permanent hard-on.
     Of course, around here with so many horny young girls trying 
to get pregnant, that's what I really need, isn't it?  I guess 
the lessons I gave my kids in "how to make a baby" weren't 
completely wasted after all.
     Well, I always did say, that if you want your kids taught 
something right, the best way is to teach them yourself.
































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