Twila and Candy

By Charlotte Simmons

Chapter 24

The next day, everyone was waiting for the breeding to happen at two pm sharp. I took Candy and Carmelita out for a walk after lunch. We went down by the stream and the girls started wading in the water. Carmelita slipped and fell on her butt in about six inches of water. She gasped as the cool water shocked her system. Candy thought it was a hoot and plopped down alongside her. I just sat down on the grass and watched the two toddlers splash and play in the water.

I knew that Bitch didn’t get much sleep last night anticipating her being bred. If I knew her, at two pm sharp she’d be lying on the floor, tampon in hand with her legs splayed open and slicker that snail snot. I guess it was the ornery streak in me but when I looked at my watch, and saw it was one-fifty, I decided to wait about ten minutes then return to the house.

I chuckled inside thinking I was being funny. Everyone else will probably be mad as hell at me. As I watched the two girls play, I thought it funny how quickly they’d become buddies. I guess because of their closeness in age, but it was Candy who taught Carmelita how to lick pussy the other day. Since then, she’s licked Candy, Mandy and of course, Mama got hers too. Like Candy, she just adores having her fat little peach licked and the girls made sure she was licked a lot: just like a woman, right?

She sucks my dick with a smile and she’s damn good at it. She never spills a drop of Daddy cream, that’s for sure. The doctor had discharged her two days ago and was pleasantly surprised at how happy and well adjusted she seemed. I thought, If you got your pussy licked as much as she does, you’d have a smile on your face too!

I started to get hard thinking about finally fucking her little baby cunt, but sadly remembered that my Daddy cream belonged to Bitch for the next two days. Oh well, the sacrifices a man makes for his family, right?

I figured it was time to get the show on the road and lifted the girls from the water and headed back to the house: to their dismay. I walked in the door at two-O-five and Bitch was wound tighter than a watch spring. She met me at the door with tampon in hand and pulled me to the playroom. Everyone was sitting down ready to take in the show. I asked, “What’s this: a breeding party?”

Mama stood up and put her hands on her hips and scolded, “Will you git yo white ass over here and fucks this crazy ho? She be drivin’ me crazy!”

Bitch was already lying on the floor! I told her, “Bitch get your mouth up here and get me ready to breed you! “

I know my dick isn’t all that big, but I’ve still never been deep throated. Well, Bitch latched onto my cock and damn near inhaled the whole thing! I thought she’d swallow my balls on her second breath. She worked that French tickler like she’d never worked it before and in two minutes flat I had a raging boner that was throbbing.

She smiled smugly at her talents and cutely chirped, “Is that hard enough, Master?”

“Smart ass! Get your ass on the floor so I can fuck my baby into you, Bitch!”

With a giggle and a smile she answered, “Yes, Master, anything you say, Master!”

I knelt between her legs and she grabbed my baby maker and pulled it to her opening. She was so wet she had cunt cream dripping down over her asshole! I looked into her eyes and all I saw was pure love. I asked her, “You ready?”

She nodded with tears running down her temples. I pushed into her to the hilt in one stroke and she screamed out, “I love you, Master!” and came. She locked up tighter than a drum and I wondered why she was so tight after having Pussy’s fist up there so much. She was clenching me so tight, it was starting to hurt.

I asked her as I started to fuck her, “How do you keep your pussy so tight with Candy fisting you so much?”

She panted as she worked those slender, alabaster hips, “Kegels, Sir, I do them all day long.”

As I continued to stroke I replied, “Well teach the other girls, especially Mandy. I like a tight pussy and yours is just right.”

“Yes, Master,” she grunted as I bottomed out. I watched her little puffy nipple titty cones standing straight up and jiggle as I fucked her tight, French pussy.

She was working those muscles and literally milking my cock and I felt my nuts start to pull up and growled, “Take it Bitch! Here’s your baby!” and started spraying her cervix with my Daddy cream.

It was quick, but a really good fuck. I leaned down and kissed her and she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me with every bit of passion she had. I stabbed my cock in her a few times for good measure then sat up. She handed me the tampon and I slowly pulled out and slid the tampon into place. She sat up and cleaned my dick reverently and whispered “Thank you, Master. I truly love you and will give you as many babies as I can.”

Softly, I said to her, “I know you will, Bitch and I love you too.”

We hugged and everyone started to clap. To celebrate, we went out back and had a pool party. I bred Bitch once more at ten and went to bed with my two black beauties. Bitch was content to sleep on the floor next to Pussy.

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The next morning at breakfast, Mandy came down late and as soon as she hit the kitchen doorway, turned and ran to the bathroom. We could hear her heaving from the kitchen. I picked up the pregnancy stick on the hallway table as I went to her aid. She was dry heaving when I entered the bathroom and as her heaves stopped I asked her, “What made you sick?”

She turned to me a little ashen and replied, “I smelled the bacon and suddenly felt sick.”

I warmed a washcloth and wiped her face and told her to sit on the pot. I held the stick as she peed over it and withdrew my hand from between her legs. She brushed her teeth and gargled, then we walked to the kitchen and I set the stick on the table next to me. Everyone stopped eating and just stared at it, waiting for the results to appear. A minute later, the window read “Pregnant”.

I handed it to Mandy and she looked at it and shrieked out, “OHMYGOD!! I’m pregnant! I’m going to have a baby!”

She leapt to her feet and nearly jumped over the table into my arms. She started laying kisses all over my face while saying between puckers, “I love you sooo much, Daddy! Thank you for loving me and giving me a baby! I promise, I’ll be a good mother, just you wait!”

I just held her, trying to keep a pregnant, squirming, nine year-old girl from falling on the floor. I looked at Silvia and she had her hands over her mouth crying. Holding my expecting little girl with one hand, I reach over and took Silvia’s hand and gently squeezed it. Twila was crying and smiling at the same time. Candy and Carmelita were just looking around at everyone trying to figure out what all the raucous was about. Bitch was rubbing her stomach crying tears of joy for Mandy, but I could see in her eyes she was wishing it was her.

After Mandy calmed a little and stopped squirming on my lap, I said to her, “Well, little Mama,” I nodded to her mother and continued, “There’s someone sitting there that loves you very much. You should go to her.”

She turned to her mother and climbed over me into her lap. They hugged and cried together for several minutes. Mandy said, “Mama, are you happy for me?”

Silvia gave a slight nod and said, “Yes Baby, I’m happy, but I’m also scared to death. I worry now if you and your baby will be alright. You’re still a very young girl and at nine, you could have serious problems having a baby.”

“I’ll be okay, won’t I?” she asked her mom.

“I hope so, Baby. I’ll have to lie my ass off, and you’ll have to go along with it, but I’ll take you to my doctor. She’s excellent and will give you the best care possible.”

“What do you mean lie, Mama?” Mandy asked.

“When I take you in to be examined, you’re going to have to play the rebellious little whore that fucked some schoolboy and got yourself knocked up. I’ll beg her to give you an abortion because of your age.”

“What? An abortion? You can’t Mom. What if she says yes and wants to take my baby?”

“Hush now. She will tell me that she can’t do that. The laws are different concerning pregnancy. I can’t order you or force you to give up your child —no matter how young you are. A girl has the God-given right to decide for herself whether or not to have an abortion or keep her baby. If a six year-old girl defied common sense and wanted to keep her baby, the law will protect that right. There are recorded births to girls eight and nine years-old all over the world. I believe the youngest girl to ever give birth was a five year-old girl in Peru.

“You’ll just have to play the defiant little slut and defend your right to have your baby and refuse to name the father. Dr. Adams will support your decision and provide your medical needs as your doctor. Do you understand?”

I butted in and said, “Mandy, your mother knows the law: she works with it every day. Let her take care of you her way and follow her advice. You may think you’re a woman now that you’re pregnant, but you’re still only nine years-old.”

“Okay, Daddy,” she agreed. “I’ll do as Mama said. I promise to be a good, nasty little slut. Okay, Mama?” she added with a giggle.

Silvia smack her butt and said, “You are a nasty little slut: you’re nine and pregnant for Christ sakes!”

Mandy returned to her seat and started eating her eggs. Just for the hell of it, I asked her, “Want some bacon with those eggs?”

She gave a slight heave and threw a piece of toast at me. I pointed to her and said to Silvia, “See, she’s a hormonally unstable little bitch already!”

I turned to Bitch and said, “Don’t worry, you white ho bitch, I’ll get another test. You’ll be puking your guts up like this little slut here in a couple of weeks.”

She smiled at me and asked, “You promise, Master?”

“I would never shit you, Bitch,” I teased, “you’re my favorite turd.”

Damned if she didn’t throw her toast at me. I raised my hands and said, “What the hell is this? You pregnant bitches think you can throw food in the house? Mama, go get me your crop!”

Now she got in the act. Candy followed and my little chica tried too, but her piece landed on the floor in front of the high chair. I stood up and yelled, “That’s it! Every one of you bitches down on the floor and raise those asses — now!

To fits and giggles, Bitch, Mama, Pussy and Mandy lined up on the floor on their knees and elbows. Butch saw those four naked girlie butts up in the air and raised his head and took a sniff. I turned to him and said, “Down boy, those are my bitches — not yours!”

He put his head back down with a whimper. I walked behind my four little beauties and admired the view. I smacked each one lovingly and said, “There will be no food fights in my house. Got it?”

They all giggle out “Yes, Daddy!”

I gave Bitch another and said, “Get your lily white ass upstairs and clean out your pussy and get back down here. Daddy’s going to give you a fresh dose of baby butter.”

She scrambled to her feet giggling and replied, “Yes, Sir, I mean Daddy, I mean Master.”

I could hear her giggling all the way up the stairs. I sat back down and turned to my little Latin lover and said, “I told them, didn’t I Chica?”

The little snot threw the other half of her slice of toast at me! Twila clapped and said, “That’s my baby! We girls gots to stick together.”

I headed to the stairs. I knew where there was a pussy that wanted me just fine!

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After giving Bitch her fresh dose of baby juice, I told everyone I needed to think and was going for walk. I began to think about all girls in my life. Twila really pricked my heart when she reminded me of my promise to her and Candy. Did I love them more than Bitch or Mandy?

I shook my head at the irony of it all. My plan to buy a black girl, raise and train her then breed her ended up costing me nothing and I got two girls instead of one. Although I would never imagine murdering someone to get what I wanted, unfortunate circumstances worked in my favor. And Camille: I thought I’d make her life a living hell by blackmailing her into being my brood mare and the household slave. It turned out that I gave her what she’d been fantasizing about for years. She truly was a very beautiful young woman and even though she was white, she had an innocent, child-like purity about her that was very exciting to me. Because of her love for Twila and Candy, I’ve come to love her deeply too. I chuckled when I thought, She’s a fucking lesbian and she’s in love with a man!

Hell, even my decision to blackmail Silvia, turn her into a dog‘s bitch and breed her preteen daughter was like turning shit to gold! Mandy dreamt of a real live cock and I made her dream come true. Silvia took to bestiality like a true bitch in heat and now had her dream lover.

I had the matriarch of the family in Twila. I had the adoration and complete control over Candy’s, Mandy’s and Carmelita’s bodies and they loved me with all of their hearts. Silvia was almost ten tears older than me at twenty-eight, but she was still a very attractive woman with a great body. Every time I looked in her eyes, I could see that even she loved me. She may be Butch’s bitch, but she was still my slave.

I was swimming in little girl pussy and living a pedophile’s dream like some sheik with his harem. I would have little girl pussy from now until the day I die. I fully expected — and demanded — that any girl in my home would be my wife and whore. Would I love the daughters I’ll sire any less than I do Twila or Candy? In my mind, the answer was perfectly clear. I would cherish and love ALL the girls in my home the same and equally.

Twila, even at four, was very street smart, savvy and extremely sexual. From watching her mother, learning from her from birth and her experiences, made her wise well beyond her years. Unlike me, Twila was a switch. She was extremely docile and submissive to me, but she got off being in control and relished dominating the others.

She knew Silvia’s attraction to her and Candy and would “force” her to service them orally. She got off dominating a grown, adult woman and Silvia got to have oral sex with the two girls that put her in her current state: it was a win/win situation. Twila also loved dominating Mandy because she was older. Mama never let Silvia fuck her or Candy: she knew those pussies belonged to my dick. The only one using a strapon in our house was her! Mandy, to date, has not desired to have sex with her mother and Silvia has accepted that fact.

I came to the decision that I would marry all of them in a ceremony, just like I’d performed with Silvia and Butch. Silvia readily accepted her new life and was a very astute and valuable advisor to me. I would even marry Silvia and breed her next year. Looking back, I was rash in breeding both Mandy and Bitch at the same time. I should have spaced their deliveries out, but hindsight is 20/20.

In any event, I had promised that if these girls gave me everything I wanted from them, they would become pussy princesses and my wives. I made up my mind that I was going to keep that promise and do just that.

Having made my decision and what to do next, I walked back to the house with a much lighter step. When I opened the door, I yelled out, “Everyone to the playroom. I’m calling a family meeting.”

Everyone scurried to the playroom to get a seat. Silvia sat on the couch and Butch stuck his nose in her crotch, but she pushed him away saying, “No Butch, not now.” He licked his chops and lay down at her feet.

I stood before my girls and said, “I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and I’ve come to a decision. Twila? You were right. I did promise you and Candy that if you gave yourselves to me completely, you would become my pussy princesses and my whores. I also promised that I’d never ever let another man touch you two and that I wanted you two to be my wives and have my babies. Well, no man will ever touch any of you sitting here. No man will ever even see your naked bodies. My promises to Twila and Candy apply to every female that lives or ever lives in my home.

“Today, we are going into town and I’m going to buy each of you a token of my love and a symbol of our marriage. Tonight, we will have a ceremony and I will marry each and every one of you. Silvia, you may be Butch’s bitch, but you are still my slave. I will marry you also and I’ll breed you next year. Does anyone have something to say?”

Twila rose and walked to me with tears in her eyes. She wrapped her arms around me and looking up asked, “I’m really going to be your wife? For real?”

I nodded down at her smiling and said, “For real, Twila.”

“And Candy, she’ll be your wife too?”

I nodded and she continued, “And Mandy and Bitch and baby Lita, they be yo wives too?”

I answered, “Them too. Silvia will also be my wife along with Mandy’s and Bitch’s babies too.”

I added as I knelt down and looked in her eyes, “But you will always be the Mama in this house and number one wife. You will help me run our family and I’ll always treat you as an equal.”

She puffed out her flat, brown little chest and smiled widely saying, “I’s the mama ho, right?”

“That’s right, Mama.”

“And I be’s the main wife in charge?”

I nodded smiling and answered, “For life, Twila.”

She flung her arms around my chest and hugged me tightly and whispered in my ear, “Thank you, Daddy. I loves you ‘til I dies.”

“I know, Baby, I know.”

All of the girls came in turn and gave me their hugs and kisses of appreciation. Bitch fell at my feet kissing the tops of my shoes crying like a baby. She looked up lovingly and said, “I may be a lesbian, but I love you more than life!”

Wanting to joke with her, I replied, “I know bitch and you better remember what I said: red haired, freckle-faced babies with a French accent that suck and fuck like nobody’s business or I’ll divorce your ass and get you a dog like Silvia’s.”

She chuckled through her tears and said, “With pleasure, Master.”

Silvia stood and walked to me with Butch by her side. I opened my arms to her and she fell into my embrace. She kissed me with passion and asked with tearful eyes, “How did you know I’m in love with you?”

I smiled and answered, “The eyes don’t lie.”

She smiled and silently nodded and gave me a loving hug.

“I will happily provide you with as many daughters as I can.”

“I know you will, Sil.”

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After everyone was dressed and loaded into the Escalade, we headed for town and the nearest jewelry store. Silvia asked me, “The girls are way too young to get them rings, what do you have planned?”

“Well,” I replied as I glanced over at her and back to the road, “I’ll get you and Bitch rings. Mandy already has pierced ears, so I thought I’d get Twila’s, Candy’s and Carmelita’s ears pierced and get them diamond studs. Since Twila is number one wife, I’ll get her a diamond necklace also.”

Silvia smiled replying, “Aw, that sounds so sweet. I think you’ve made a wonderful choice.”

I bought Silvia and Bitch matching one caret diamond solitaire wedding sets and Candy, Mandy and Carmelita matching three-quarter caret diamond stud earrings. Candy yelped and her eyes welled up when they pierced her ears, but she was a real trooper and didn’t start crying. Carmelita did cry and afterwards, Daddy had to soothe his little chica and she was soon smiling again. She would occasionally fondle her ears and the earrings, but other than that, she was fine.

Twila was ecstatic when she found out her earrings would be a full caret and her badge of honor was a one caret diamond pendent. She grit her teeth when they pierced her ears, but she never shed a tear. Afterwards, she strutted around like queen shit of Turd Island.

After clowning around at the mall for a while, we went to the all-you-can-eat steak house for dinner.