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 Huge - by J.Arthur -

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   Christi saw her dad nude at the age of twelve.  Seeing his large slack
penis hanging half way to his knees.  Over time the pair eased into a
relationship.  When Christie's mum dies suddenly, Aunt Sandy arrives to
take over with her father from fifteen years previously to form a
threesome. (Mf/F, Ff, inc, rom, cons, size, f1st, gay, preg)

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   It was huge.  There was no other word for it, huge.  If I knew how to
swear at the time I would have called it fucking huge.  Then at the time, I
didn't know the difference between cut or uncut.  Nor the difference
between small or large, and yes...  huge.  So this was the first one I had
ever really seen apart from a neighbours boy years ago which was tiny.  Yes
I had seen it when dad wasn't excited after he had finished showering,
ducking crossing to his bedroom in the nude as I came out of my room in the
hallway at the same time.

   Standing there with my mouth open seeing what looked like one of those
flesh coloured wrinkly hose pipe hanging off his lower belly from a bush of
pubic hair hanging near half way down to his knees as it wobbled and
jiggled as he walked.  He saw me coming out of my door.  Smiling at me as
he slipped across to his bedroom disappearing inside.

   Standing there for some time.  I felt strange, I think I realised then
that something had changed between us as if a door had opened.  Dad came
out wearing a singlet and boxers.  He saw me still standing there as if
waiting.

   He put his hand on my shoulder looking back at his bedroom door then put
his finger to his lips then he guided me into the lounge where he lifted me
into his lap cuddling me on the lounge explaining.  "You can't tell anyone
you saw me naked darling.  They will think were fooling around together."

   "You can never tell your mother you saw me naked or she will go off the
deep end.  We're not getting on very well as you know.  She would have me
arrested and thrown in jail, you understand.  I don't want to loose you
darling, I love you so much."

   He kissed me like he had never kissed me before.  I never knew a kiss
could make my head spin like that as I swooned in his arms feeling warm and
tingly all over.  I clung to him as he stroked my cheek and hair, oh dam, I
loved how he made me feel when he done that, like I was a real woman.

   It's a year and a half on since that day.  He and I are currently in the
back of the garage in the workshop, it was quite warm in there.  The door
was latched from the inside.  Mother was in bed with a migraine headache
again, having taken painkillers, she would sleep all afternoon and night.

   Daddy and I were fooling around, as he called it.  We had been fooling
around now since I was twelve years old when I first saw him naked in the
hallway.  We had never gone this far before in the thirteen or so months we
have been 'doing it'.

   We spent the last hour in the workshop kissing, with Dad feeling and
rubbing my body.  Normally we would steal a kiss and cuddle when we were
alone around the house or sometimes when we went out in the car shopping
together, parking in a secluded spot for ten minutes kissing and cuddling
together when mummy wouldn't know.

   Now we were doing something nearly once a week, when I was going to bed
after I completed my homework.  Only when mother was in bed asleep already.
Dad would come in to say goodnight.  I would wait for him with my light on
as a signal I was still awake.  I loved the attention he gave me, kissing
and hugging me made me so excited.  Over the last few months he had been
feeling me down there more than before which made it even better.  I loved
it when he slid his fingers down into my crutch.  I would open my legs for
him as his finger slid my panties crutch aside as he rubbed my bare pussy
as my body would shudder with excitement getting me real wet.

   Daddy had given me my first heart stopping climax a little over three
months ago.  Boy my heart was thumping so hard I passed out in his arms the
first time.

   We had to be careful.  He explained what would happen if I ever told
anyone about what we were doing.  I know he loved me.  I would hug him as
tight as I could as we kissed passionately.  He told me I was becoming a
real good kisser.  We practice when we could.  Now we would kiss all the
time we were fooling around.  How I loved just melting in his arms as we
kissed gently with our mouths slightly open.  He would push his tongue into
my mouth sometimes when I was climaxing but I wasn't that keen at first.

   At first he gave me climaxes with his finger on the outside rubbing my
clitoris.  As I got used to it, he pushed one finger up inside me.  He had
explained about my hymen as his finger tip pushed gently at my little
barrier.  He had made me feel it for myself.  He had showed me how to
masturbate myself and poke my finger inside when I did and try and push my
finger in deeper every time I climaxed.

   Now he could fit one finger right up inside me making me climaxed as he
rubbed his finger tip deep inside.  It was so fantastic the first time I
felt dizzy for a long time after as he held my slight teenage body tightly
in his arms.

   Slowly at first over time, I became aware of his excitement, feeling his
growing bulge in his groin sometimes when we were hugging and kissing when
we were sitting on the couch after mother had gone to bed.  I would slip
into his lap to fool around kissing and cuddling feeling him grind his hard
lump up against me.  I really didn't understand what it was all about in
the beginning, I was so overwhelmed finding everything so exciting as my
knowledge slowly expanded about my body now his.

   Shore I knew about sex and stuff from school sex-ed, but it was hard to
relate what we were doing, to be the same stuff.  I guess it's a secret,
they don't tell you about the excitement and hormones, how it makes your
body feel.  How the shuddering climaxes makes your electrical connections
from your crutch short your brain with numbing excitement.

   Of a weekend when we could we would hide in the workshop in the back of
the garage when mother was in a foul mood.  Doing some project together so
if she came outside unexpectedly to see what we were doing she would find
us immersed deep in some project or other to do with woodwork which I
really liked.

   We would kiss and cuddle when we knew the coast was clear but nothing
else unless we knew mother was asleep after taking her pain killer sleeping
pills.

   So here we were...  I stark naked, sitting on top of the woodworking
bench, which dad had cleared previously, putting an old blanket over the
top as I got undressed completely for the first time.  He was removing his
pants, now naked as his shorts hit the floor, revealing his erection
completely exposed to me for the first time with it looking hard, long and
thick.

   Shore, I had seen it's big head when it was excited more and more
lately, sticking up from his fly opened crutch when we were fooling around
inside the car when parking but never in the clear like it was now.  I was
sitting up on the bench semi reclining as I watch him strip off his clothes
in front of me.  We were getting daring and boulder now.

   He smiled as he stood in between my knees as he eased them open with his
hands.  As he stood beside the bench in front of me.  The bench was the
perfect height.  I could just see the beginning of his ball sack where they
disappeared out of sight below the edge.  You see daddy and I had made a
project of blocking up the bench a couple of inches so it would be the
perfect height for an occasion like this.

   Daddy and I had giggled together when I measured from the floor up to
his crutch with the tape.  Of course I had to open his fly feeling inside
where his shaft started and measure the height.  We had some fun when I saw
his bulge growing as I pressed the tape to him.  That was the first time I
actually touched it as before I only felt its size through his pants as he
rubbed it against me at times.

   Now I was sitting on the bench with his erection between my legs as I
clung to my knees sitting in front of him watching, mesmerised as it was
sticking up into my navel.  "Daddy it will split me open." I whimpered.  He
smiled replying.  "No my darling, all we have to do is stretch you a
little. Remember that is where babies come from, the skin stretches.  I
will take it slow and gentle my darling."

   He seemed so positive, I gave him the benefit of the doubt.  He leaned
over kissing me gently then drew my hips forward towards him as I opened my
legs wider putting them up around his hips.  I could feel his head pressing
against my belly, as he drew my bum half over the edge as I was balancing
as I clung to his neck trying to lean back and look down hearing him groan
as he put Vaseline over his erection I felt him draw his body down seeing
and feeling his worm hard head slide down over my pubic bone.

   I felt his head slide slowly down my vulva.  He felt enormous between my
legs as I couldn't feel it any more as he repositioned his hips lower as I
felt his head press against me further down.  This was the moment.  My body
began shaking, at the time I didn't realise it was with excitement, as I
leaning back a little looking down to see what he was doing.

   He had hold of his shaft with one hand, slowly sliding the head up and
down between my lips as his hips moved back and forth.  My body betrayed me
shuddering with excitement, as I groaned as we were really slippery.  It
was pressing harder as it seemed to centre easily lower down.  I could not
help myself as I groaned again trying to wriggle my crutch on him.

   "Hold still darling or you'll slip off the bench." He warned.  I felt
more pressure as he grunted.  I felt suddenly scared in an excited way as
he pushed in at me.  There was a strange stretching sensation that felt
wonderful till it began hurting.  "Daddy." I groaned as I felt the pain
ease back to stretching.  "Oh darling." He whispered.  "That is the most
beautiful feeling." I felt pressure again as daddy groaned again, I assume
with pleasure.  It was hurting again as I gritted my teeth hissing. 
"Daddy."

   I don't think he heard me as I gasped feeling his finger rubbing my
clitoris.  My body shuddered as I went stiff dragging myself onto him with
my legs as I lifted as the pain seemed to disappear, not the pressure as I
heard him gasp.  "Oh Princess I'm coming.  I'm sorry I can't hold off any
longer you're so tight." He grunted real loud as I felt numbing pulsing
pressure between my legs.  My back suddenly arched into a super climax as I
lost all control as my stiff body was hanging from his neck and hips as I
felt pressure inside my body bloating me as Daddy trembled gasping as I had
felt him previously but harder this time.

   "Daddy." I groaned.  "It hurts." I began to whale as pain began to break
through my pleasure.  Too afraid to let go as I felt him set me back down
on the bench.  I began to relax as the pain disappeared as I eased back
looking down between us.

   I was shocked to see his big hard head almost jammed inside me.  Only
the helmet edge was showing out of my unbelievably stretched wide labia
lips.  I was so shocked I could only look on with amazement.  It wasn't
hurting, well I knew it was there as I could see his white watery fluid
coating us both, dribbling out of me.  That was what was making me feel so
bloated.

   I felt elated, really elated.  I knew I was as sore as hell as I looked
up into Daddy's sweat streaked face not feeling a thing.  I clung to him
drawing him down to kiss his lips as he groaned with pleasure.

   "All right Princess?" I answered with a hard kiss.  I felt his hand
slide from my bum down round my front.  I stiffened as he stroked my
clitoris again.  It was sore to move as I shuddered as Daddy's sweaty face
smiled.  I arched my back as that wonderful feeling washed over me again. I
felt daddy slip out as I squeezed.  I was feeling nothing as I felt daddy
twist me sideways around on the bench and lay me down kissing me
passionately on the mouth.

   I had one leg down beside the bench with the other wide open as I felt
daddy's hand rubbing my crutch as I shuddered towards another climax.  I
groaned as I felt his finger push inside easily.  I was sore, groaning as
he worked in and out.  "AWWww." I cried feeling a second finger slide in
tighter then jam half way.  I remembered thinking we could not have done
that before as we started with no fingers.

   My back arched as I shuddered hanging onto daddy's neck tightly as I
felt pain.  I gasped with excitement as he was doing something with his
finger inside, rubbing inside deeper.  I shuddered arching again as my
climax was almost there as I felt something give then slide inside then I
almost blacked out as I let his neck go thrusting my hands down between my
legs feeling daddy's hand there clamping my hand over his, forcing his
fingers in deeper.  I felt myself tear without pain as I arched my back off
the bench feeling his fingers working deep inside as he kissed me
passionately.  I remembered screaming in his mouth as I climaxed long and
hard as it seemed like ages before my body allowed me to relax.

   Slowly I eased back onto the bench.  "Daddy." I cried, yelping as his
fingers slid out of my body.  Now I was really sore.  I looked down to see
daddy's two fingers he had used inside me coated with his white milky baby
sperm mixed with a little blood.  I watched as daddy slipped his fingers in
his mouth, sucking them clean as he looked me in the eye.  'Yuck'

   Daddy hugged me for a long time as we held each other.  I felt daddy
move as he Lent back asking.  "Would you like another climax?  I looked up
at him as he smiled.  "I won't touch you with anything but my tongue on the
outside as you must be sore?"

   He eased me down onto the bench on my back with my legs open as he eased
my body around almost facing him.  I saw him reach for the padded footstool
we had made together as a workshop project.  Daddy had explained what it
was for at the time, I only got the idea when daddy had lifted me up on the
bench laying me back as he knelt on some stacked phone books on the floor
as a test.  Boy did I get a shock when his tongue ran over my pantie
covered crutch for the first time.

   When he eased my pantie crutch aside, feeling his tongue slide up, into
my slit, I almost passed out with excitement.  That was the only other
thing apart from his finger that had stroked me down there at that time.  I
was enthusiastic about building the padded foot stool after that little
demonstration.

   Kneeling on the padded stool with his chin just above the bench with his
mouth lined up with my sex he drove his tongue into me.  I arched my back
with excitement.  I moaned and groaned as daddy licked my kitty into
another gut wrenching, shuddering climax.

   Daddy was ducking inside now and then to check on mummy to see if she
had woken unexpectedly.  She was out like a light he reported back smiling.

   We finished up with Daddy lubricating my bum with Vaseline.  He
explained he was going to have a climax using the crack between my bum
cheeks as my vagina was sore.  He began to push his big slippery head at me
as I know knelt on my knees on the bench with my bum stuck out over the
edge as he pushed slowly on the outside.  He got faster and faster till he
pressed into my rear hard.  I was groaning as I felt his stuff spurting up
through my muscle inside me strongly as he groaned loudly.

   Daddy cleaned me up, washing ourselves at the low sink in the back of
the garage.  I backed over it while daddy washed me then himself.

   Daddy and I didn't fool around for two weeks after that, I was sore and
mummy wasn't sick.  When we did go shopping that next weekend, we parked in
a secluded back lane way, in between some bushes beside a railway siding
where I unzipped his fly and began sucking the head of his hard penis.

   I could not fit it all in my mouth but he came as I sealed my lips
around his head.  He was proud, he told me, as I took it all then
swallowed. I wasn't keen on the taste though.  He grinned kissing me
pushing his tongue around my mouth then drawing back smacking his lips.  I
didn't feel so bad after that.

   It was nearly two weeks on when mummy was not well again.  I was being
quite, doing homework in my bedroom when daddy gave me the thumbs up as he
went past.  I felt excited about fooling around again although a little
apprehensive about the pain of my hymen tearing last time.  I think I was
more excited about the climaxes I would have with daddy.

   Being impatient, going out into the garage twice.  Sitting up on the
cleaned off bench, visualising what was going to happen, feeling like a
maiden offering on the altar of woodwork.  I shuddered just thinking about
the excitement especially the climaxes I had had up on their before.

   I went into the kitchen looking for daddy, to my surprise finding mummy
getting a glass of water for her bedside table.  Mummy was irritable, in no
mood for chitchat as I picked up a piece of fruit as she headed for her
bedroom, I for mine, to continue my homework.

   Daddy came into my bedroom an hour later leaning over me squeezing and
manipulating my pointy little budding breasts.  I swear they were getting
bigger with him rubbing and squeezing them all the time.  He slid his lips
down my ear breathing hot air as I shuddered with anticipation.  I felt his
fingers slide down the front of my shorts, standing up so his hand could
slide right down inside my panties.

   Opening my legs for him feeling his index finger sliding inside.  "Ho
Daddy." I breathed as my body stiffened as his finger rubbed my clitoris. I
put my hand down over the outside of his clamping his fingers against my
crutch.  "Please make me come daddy." I pleaded As I felt his finger
working as I arched back against him as I reached behind me groping his
hard mound.  "Oh Daddy." I moaned "Make me come." I pleaded.

   He sucked my lips then whispered.  "Go and get ready." He pulled his
fingers from my shorts, hugging me, squeezing my bum cheeks.  I silently
slipped outside to get things ready.  The things we needed like the
blanket, hand towels and Vaseline jar were kept handy, wrapped up in a
black plastic bag in the woodworking bench cupboard on the bottom shelf,
right in the back out of sight.

   Cleaning up the tools off the bench, I put them on the side bench then
swept the bench down with the hand broom into a bucket.  Taking the blanket
out of the plastic bag I spread it over the bench top unfolding it.  My
shorts, panties and T-shirt were easy.



   When Daddy arrived I was sitting naked on the bench with my legs wide
waiting as he slid the bolt home locking the workshop door.  He smiled as
he walked over to the bench stripping off his clothes as he approached
making me feel all goose bumpy as I shivered.

   Dam it looked so big, beautifully menacing as he greased it up with
Vaseline then he guided it in between my legs like it was homing in.  I was
still not convinced he was going to fit that thing inside me.  My fears
were swept away as he ran his greasy fingers up and down my slit.  I
gasped, stiffening as his greasy fingertip found my clitoris as I shuddered
with excitement with his manipulation.

   I edged towards him opening my legs wide as I watched him line his great
greasy pole up with my tiny opening.  The head looking enormous as I
watched gasping loudly with pleasure as I felt it slide up then down my
slit covered with grease.  I sighed.  "Make me come Daddy." He smiled as I
felt him rub my clitoris full on.  "Oh yes daddy, that's it." As I arched
my back.  His head was pushing straight into me as I felt myself
stretching, making me groan with pleasure.

   Laying there shuddering as daddy leaned his monster into my entrance. 
Dam it was huge as I felt it rocking back then forward slightly.  It wasn't
hurting, the thought of it widening my entrance gave me goose bumps as he
leaned down kissing me gently on the lips.  "Oh daddy I love you." I
groaned with excitement as my climax began to climb towards it's pinnacle.

   He was pressing slowly back and forward in my entrance, I could feel him
pressing in solid but not hurting now as I began to shudder.  I didn't
understand why I felt so excited as he pressed in but let it happen as my
back arched as I pushed back at him as my legs went out around his upper
thighs.  I pulled him in till it was hurting.  I was shuddering hard now
almost there.  I didn't realise he wasn't moving.  I was getting closer as
I felt my young budding breasts being manipulated with his hands cupping
them rolling my nipples between his fingers.

   For the first time I felt my nipples connected to my clitoris.  I began
shuddering as my climax was almost there as I dragged myself onto him as
hard as I could as the white hot pain I was feeling now seemed to melt into
excitement as I shuddered down on him hard.

   Gasping as I stiffened harder and harder through my climax till I was
forced to ease feeling the pain I lifted feeling it ease.  I looked down to
see his head to my surprise, was almost right inside.  He had cum with me
as I could see he was sweating in the warmth of the workshop.  I had not
realised he climaxed with me but I did feel that bloated feeling knowing I
was full of his baby making sperm again.  It felt warm and comfortable as I
wrapped my arms around his neck as he bent down to me.

   "Dam girl." He gasped.  "That was tremendous.  You have got my head
almost right inside.  Another two or three times and I'll be inside you."
He was stroking my face, gently kissing my eyes then bending down to kiss
my breasts.  I could feel my nipples tingling, I felt overwhelmed as I felt
my excitement climbing again.

   "Daddy make me come again." I demanded as he sucked my breasts.  He
lifted off gasping.  "Give me a few minutes to recover and we'll do it
again.  I can't get straight back up like a fifteen year old you know." He
laughed adding as he leaned in with his lips on my ear whispering. 
"Nothing will give me greater pleasure my little darling princess."

   Dad slid his pants and T-shirt on, covering his semi bulge with the
loose T-shirt bottom.  "I'll go check on mummy." He slipped out the door
heading towards the house.

   Grabbing the hand towel wiping myself, watching the back door through
the window in case mum came out.  We had nearly been caught not so long ago
by not keeping an eye out.  We had been kissing passionately when we heard
the shed door open.  Fortunately mum had trouble opening the door latch
because of her headache she had at the time.

   She could see we were huddled together by the bench.  In the melee that
ensured dad thinking quick grabbed me, pricking my finger with a scriber
point making me scream with the excuse he was extracting a splinter from my
finger.  Well I certainly had a blood finger to prove where the splinter
had been.  We had only just got away with that one.

   Seeing Dad hurrying back out to the shed through the window.  I smiled
thinking of the pleasure we were going to have again if it was anything
like the last one.  He banged the door open to my astonishment, white faced
almost shouting.  "Get dressed." He demanded.  "The Ambulance is on the
way. Your mother is unconscious.  Get dressed hurry!"

   I could not seem to understand as he held my clothes for me as I tried
to get them on in a hurry.  Things were not working as they should.  Before
I realised it dad was packing up the blanket throwing the things back into
the cupboard then throwing the tools back onto the bench which made it look
like we were working at the bench as he threw a handful of shavings and
sawdust over the top from the bucket.

   He was washing my hands in turpentine as well as his own to cover the
aroma of sex from our bodies.  His face was white as he guided me inside
the house into his bedroom.

   Mum was laying there half out of bed motionless.  It looked like she had
tried to get up passing out.  I remembered thinking as I realised if she
had come outside she would have caught us cold.

   The Ambulance was stopping outside.  Dad opened the front door as two
uniformed men came into the hallway one carrying a case the other a
stretcher.  I was riveted to the spot outside their open bedroom door with
tears streaming down my cheeks as I watched.

   They were in there an awfully long time bending over mummy.  Eventually
they carried the stretcher out with her covered with a blanket.  I don't
think it hit me till the doors closed on the Ambulance as it drove off with
Dad and I following in the car.  There was no urgency as we made our way to
the hospital.  Dad dropped me off behind the Ambulance as I followed the
stretcher till a nurse took me aside telling me to wait on a seat in the
hallway.

   Dad joined me some minutes later after parking the car.  We had a
hurried conversation about washing our smelly crutches in the toilet.  Dad
went off first to find the toilet where he locked himself in and washed his
crutch with a wet paper towel and hand soap.  He came back a few minutes
later explaining what he had done.  I slipped away to wash myself the same.
It smelt better than turpentine.

   We waited ages for a doctor to see us.  It appeared Mum had an aneurysm.
A blood vessel had burst in her brain.  She had died almost instantly.  Two
police officers were waiting to accompany us home to make a report for the
coroner they said.

   As we drove home in a daze.  Dad kept telling me to keep my wits about
me and not make a mistake or they would take me away from him so I was to
keep quiet and cry a lot.  Well, that wasn't to hard.

   Dad showed the policemen the bedroom where she died while I cried
quietly in my bedroom.  I heard Dad take them out in the shed where he
explained we were working keeping quite out of the way while Mum slept.  I
never knew dying could be so complicated.  I cried about not seeing mum
before she died when they asked me where I was at the time.  I told them we
were working in the workshop.  Dad had gone to check on mum finding her
like that.  Dad hugged me to him as I cried.

   He got on the phone to mum's sister after the policemen left.  She was
Mum's only relative.  The word was out.  Dad would contact a funeral
director in the morning, they would organise things.  Mum's sister, Aunt
Sandy would fly in tomorrow for the funeral later in the week.

   Aunt Sandy I liked.  She is the exact opposite to mum.  Dad had confided
in me recently when we were discussing mums bad moods that he married the
wrong sister.  He hadn't met Aunt Sandy till after mum was pregnant with me
and the wedding arranged.  Aunt Sandy was away at collage coming home for
the wedding where she first met dad.

   There was nearly a riot, he explained with a wry grin, when mum found
him and Aunt Sandy getting it on out on the back porch in the dark at their
parent's place.  There was bad blood between the sisters after that he
explained.  That's why Aunt Sandy was not welcome within a hundred miles of
our house after that.  Well that explained why we never saw her.



   I could not see it then but it posed a problem for me as well.  I didn't
realise it but if Dad and Aunt Sandy still felt about each other as they
did then I was in for some serious competition for dad's affections.  Being
a young girl I was blind sided to reality not fearing the worst then.

   Well the worst came in a taxi at our door early the next morning in the
form of Aunt Sandy.  She had been travelling all night cross country
including a flight on the red eye special, whatever that is?  Dad was in
the shower.  I was in my dressing gown having just started breakfast
putting the coffee on.  I was about to join dad in the shower when the
front door bell rang.

   Dad and I had slept in each others arms all night last night.  A dream
of mine for nearly a year.  That dream was shattered when I opened the
front door.  This women that resembled mother in a smart business suite
dragging a suitcase stood on the front door mat as a cab pulled away from
the curb behind her.

   "Christi?" She exclaimed, "You look like your father.  I'm your Aunt
Sandy remember." She held her arms open and for some reason I went into
them.  Here was a woman I could only remember meeting at my grandfather and
grandmother's funerals so long ago, six months apart for such a short time.
I liked her immediately.  We hugged like long lost sisters.  That's how I
felt about Aunt Sandy I realised.  I cried in her arms for a long time.

   She took charge taking me inside shutting the door.  I clung to her as
she placed her suite case on the floor asking.  "Where's your father?" I
stammered a little in reply.  "He's in the shower." She cocked her head
listening.  We could just hear the shower running from the lounge.  "Is
there anyone else in the house?" I was a little surprised at the question
shaking my head.  To my surprise Aunt Sandy removed her jacket throwing it
on the lounge as she kicked her high heels off in the same direction.

   "I'm sorry Christi honey, I've waited fifteen years for this, nothing is
going to stop me now." Her clothes were being shed along the hallway as I
watched opened mouthed as my Aunt stripped her clothes on the way down the
hallway, shoving the bathroom door open now stark naked with her panties
the last item of clothing scattered along the way.

   I heard Dad exclaim something in surprise as I listened from the lounge
room dumbfounded hearing.  "Christ Daniel It's even bigger than I
remember." The door shut then there was muffled groaning noises then later
muffled screams of pleasure.  Now I did see the danger as I slowly went
back to the kitchen with tear filled eyes.

   They were in there nearly an hour.  I took two phone calls.  One a
relative on dad's side and one a family friend.  When they came out they
wore robes as they settled in the kitchen chairs.  I could see the guilt in
daddy's eyes when he looked at me.  I burst into tears going into his arms
weeping my heart out, I couldn't help it.

   I saw the look on Aunt Sandy's face through my tears.  I had let my
emotions get the better of me, I knew I was being a danger to our secret. I
could feel daddy getting excited as he held me tightly with his bulge
growing.

   Aunt Sandy watched, she said nothing as daddy quietened me.  I was
sitting across his knees cuddled into him.  I had finished my breakfast
half an hour ago while waiting for them in the bathroom.

   Aunt Sandy was making them breakfast while daddy was quietening me.  She
acted as if nothing was wrong as she made eggs and bacon for them.  Aunt
Sandy was in mother's dressing gown when daddy left for the funeral parlor
to sign the papers making arrangements for mother's funeral.

   Almost as soon as dad left, Aunt Sandy came up behind me slipping her
arms around my shoulders hugging me tightly for a long time.  I could feel
my neck getting wet realising she was crying silently.  Finally she sniffed
then said quietly.  "You love him terribly don't you darling.

   There was nothing I could do but sniff and nod as she hugged into my
neck.  Tears were running down my cheeks now.  She hugged me till I didn't
feel embarrassed any more then I felt her lips kissing my neck.  I felt
strange as her lips kissed me as she whispered.  "I've loved that man from
the first moment I laid eyes on him.  I bet your mother never told you she
caught us out on the Porch of our parents house as he was pushing that
bloody great pole of his into me.  If only he had time to give me a baby
but there wasn't.  I would have been happy."

   She kissed me on the cheek this time as she turned the chair kneeling
down in front of me resting her arms on my legs looking up into my face. 
She smiled up at me saying with surprise.  "How can you take him inside
you?" I looked at her surprised not saying a thing as she added.  "It must
have hurt like the devil the first time."

   I reacted blurting.  "Daddy doesn't hurt me." I realised I had said
something I shouldn't.  Aunt Sandy smiled rubbing my bare leg to reassure
me saying.  "It's all right darling.  I saw him get a hard on when he
cuddled you this morning, I guessed you two were playing round." She smiled
as she squeezed my leg.

   Aunt Sandy grimaced saying.  "We are in a pickle aren't we?  We both
love the same man." She was quite as she looked at me for a few minutes
thoughtful.  She leaned forward gently kissing me on the lips saying. 
"I'll make a deal with you darling, we'll share him between us."

   Aunt Sandy pushed her way in between my legs further as I opened them
she hugged me tightly.  Cupping my face she kissed me gently on the lips
again.  I stiffen at first never having a girl kiss me especially like
that. It stirred me like when daddy kissed me.  I said nothing as my
emotions swept over me like a wave at the beach.  Aunt Sandy was massaging
my breasts as I groaned with excitement she added.  "And we share each
other my little darling."

   I swooned as her tongue pushed into my mouth as we held each other in
our arms.  Slowly Aunt Sandy pulled back saying.  "Like that." I was in a
daze as she lead me into the master bedroom.  In a dream Aunt Sandy removed
my nightgown and panties, laying me on the bed as I watched her remove her
robe.

   Aunt Sandy had a slim beautiful body.  It was more like a model you see
in underwear catalogs.  I pushed myself up the bed onto the pillow as Aunt
Sandy pushed between my legs with her chin as I opened my legs wide.  I
felt her tongue slide up my vulva as I groaned.  "Oh Aunt Sandy." I could
only lay there as her tongue worked me like daddy did.

   "Call me Sandy Christi, were lovers and partners now darling." I
squirmed and shuddered as her tongue prodded and poked, licked and sucked.
I screamed into a shuddering climax.  We lay in each others arms as I
quietened.

   "We have a deal Christi?" Sandy asked.  "We share your dad and we share
each other?" I could only nod as we hugged each other.  We kissed tenderly
as I got used to the idea of having sex with a woman.  It was so sweet I
didn't mind as Sandy positioned herself over my body cuddling her mouth
into my crutch as I gasped again then her crutch was over my mouth as I
began licking her slit finding her excited clitoris and wet entrance.

   Nothing seemed to matter as I licked her as I felt her licking me again.
I tried to emulate what she was doing to me.  It seemed to be working as
her body was shuddering as she ground her pussy onto my mouth.  We didn't
come at the same time but we did come.  Sandy came after me strong and
shuddering.

   "That was fabulous, thank you darling." She whispered as she cuddled me
to her.  We lay there for some time quietening.  She whispered as she
stroked me.  "We have a deal then Christi darling.  We share?" I looked
into her eyes seeing hers twinkle as I smiled as she hugged me to her
commenting.  "It's much more fun when we share." I agreed as I felt her
hand slide down over my bum in between my legs as I felt her fingers slide
up between my pussy lips.  I shuddered with excitement.  "Yes Sandy it's
much more fun when we share."

   I climaxed smooth and strong on her fingers.  She did not force them
inside as much as I wanted her to as I pushed my fingers cupping over hers
as I gasped with pleasure.  She cuddled me whispering sweet things she
would do to me as I clung to her.

   I heard daddy's key work the lock on the front door as Sandy held me
firm on the bed.  "It's daddy." I hissed.  Sandy slid her finger up and
down my sensitive pussy lips as she held me still saying.  "He can find out
now.  Stay there darling and we will explain it to him."

   We could hear daddy working his way through the house looking for us. 
The bedroom door opened as he stood there in the doorway.  He stood looking
at us naked in each others arms.  Before he could say anything Sandy said.
"Christi and I have decided to share you and each other, so get your gear
off and come share that bloody great pole between us."

   I had expected daddy to say something but he didn't say a word, shutting
the door then stripped out of his clothes climbing in with us smiling.  We
lay each side of him as we cuddled and kissed.  He had each hand between
our legs.  He was getting both of us excited as he slid his fingers up and
down as we both groaned.

   We kissed and cuddled for some time.  We made plans for the future. 
Sandy wanted to have his babies.  She had waited fifteen years for this
day. With our promise she could have as many as she wanted.  Sandy was the
second last of her line now and intended to see the line carried on giving
daddy plenty of children.  Then it would be my turn.

   She unselfishly lay me on my back with a towel under me guiding daddy's
slicked up erection into me.  Daddy pushed in and out gently at my
entrance. Sandy working my clitoris as daddy held himself above me as I
arched my back with excitement.  I wrapped my legs around his legs so he
was pressing in tight.  The more excited I became the harder I pressed back
at him.

   Sandy timed it perfectly, as I shuddered into a monster climax.  I felt
daddy pulsing into me strongly as he groaned.  It was painful in a numb
sort of way as I felt him expanding into my entrance, stretching me further
as I groaned and writhed on his spurting erection.  I was so full of his
sperm it was spurting out between my legs as he spurted it in.  Daddy held
me tight for some time.  I felt down around his head feeling it almost
inside me.  We staid like that for some time.  I was really sore now.

   Later Sandy was stroking daddy's shaft getting it hard again.  She had
put my hand on it as well so I could squeeze it too.  She made me hold his
shaft as he pushed it up into her.  She was a little sore from this
morning. Vaseline made it easier as she was soon groaning with pleasure as
daddy was grunting deep into her belly.  Sandy wrapped her body around his
as she arched her body up onto him.  I could feel her shudder each time he
stroked in deep.  She did not last long with such punishment, screaming
into an arching shuddering climax.

   Daddy and Sandy lay wrapped together in each others arms.  I realised
they were well suited together, they included me in their hugs and kisses.
I guess from their talk if they had finished their first copulating on the
porch the story would have been very different.  They would probably have
had fifteen or sixteen kids by now and still going like rabbits.  I hugged
them both tightly.

   After the funeral daddy put the house on the market.  Sandy knew where
there was a little isolated country property that was not big enough to be
a farm but big enough to raise kids.  Six weeks later we disappeared
interstate.

   It was our second last night in the old house when I mounted daddy as he
lay on the bed beside Sandy.  I was working my clitoris arching my back
down onto him when I climaxed hard with him.  It must have been the
combination of my body weight with the expansions and contraction of his
climaxing spurting head, as my teenage body slid right down on top of that
telephone pole.  I to shrieked and writhed on his pole like a stuck pig
until I collapsed onto him exhausted.

   Sandy is six months pregnant as we eagerly await our first child.  Daddy
has been practicing stuffing his pole up her bum so not to accidentally
hurt the baby.  I think she screams harder when she comes that way, I know
I do.  What Sandy does real good is she lays down on the bed sideways on
her back with her head over the side as daddy slides his greased pole
almost right down her throat.  She used to choke a lot at first, now she
can take all of it.

   Daddy said he was going to stick his hand up in her vagina when she has
the baby and make her scream the place down when he pulls his clenched fist
out of her.  Sandy and I tried to push my hand up her fanny the other day.
It almost went in but the baby left little room.  Sandy had one of her best
climaxes she said.

   I can take daddy all the way now.  He lubes me up and I slide right down
to the bottom of his erection.  I love it when he spurts deep inside me.  I
grind myself down on him hard as I shudder through a hard climax with him.

   Sandy and I are the very best of friends.  We practice sucking her
nipples for when she gets milk.  I think that is going to be way to cool
sucking milk from them when I'm an Aunt.


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