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 Author: Milliford Jones
Title: Grandpa the Baby Sitter
Universe: Passions (of the Perverted)
Summary: A grandfather explains his relationship with his daughter and
his grand-daughter.
Keywords: Warning!  MF,Mg,romance,ped,ws,anal,scat,incest

   Disclaimer

   Imagine stepping into an adult book store.  It smells like a mix of
cheap men's cologne and dark desires.  You go into a booth and see a
selection of animated movies.  Not the real thing, no real actors.  It is
anime, hentai.  It takes place in a universe where no one gets killed.  No
one gets hurt without having the hurt assuaged.  No one gets fucked up
physically or emotionally without eventually resolving it.  And love
counts. This is the fictional universe of Passions of the Perverted.

   Please note these tales are intended for adults only.  They are
obviously fantasy and have no correlation with the real world.  The
characters are likewise totally fictitious.  I neither endorse or take part
in any of the acts described, except for that act of fantasy itself, which
allows for extreme behavior and exploration, but does not even begin to
suggest that such behavior is appropriate.

   This disclaimer is unfortunately necessary in a world where even fantasy
is often deemed illegal, despite the fact that it is much healthier and
worlds safer than much less extreme actual risk taking behavior.

   It is with this vision and these parameters I present

   GRANDPA THE BABYSITTER

   I'm the first to admit that I shouldn't be trusted to be left alone with
my six year old granddaughter, Lucretia.  She knows that too.  Yet despite
knowing that a babysitting session with me will undoubtedly include a
prolonged and deeply embedded butt-fuck along with extended fellatio, and
with a generous amount of pussy eating and asshole sucking by her old
granddaddy thrown in, she still insists that I'm her first best choice as a
babysitter.

   Lucretia is a plump little ball of energy with long red hair who always
insists she wear dresses or skirts; no shorts or slacks for her.  She likes
to feel like a girl, she notes, and that real girls wear dresses, even when
they don't wear underwear, which she does not during our weekend trysts,
much the same as her mother when she goes out to party.  She also has a
cute little bounce to her rounded ass as she rockets from one adventure to
the next around my house, up and down the stairs, hopping from sofa to
chair and back again, and she's not at all averse to displaying her
hairless little cunt to my hungry gaze while sitting in front of me or
bending over right in front of me so I can see the two pert little globes
of her ass part as she reveals the winking brown bud of her asshole.

   As you may guess, Lucretia wants and needs constant reinforcement that
shes a pretty little girl, which I'm happy to provide, and for which
Lucretia seems more than happy to exchange full access to her lovely little
body.

   My daughter, Sandra, knows better than to leave me alone with Lucretia
too.  She knows directly from personal experience from her own childhood,
but I'm a free babysitting service and I never complain when she stays out
in her late night prick teasing or whorish fuck dates.  She's no whore mind
you, no hooker.  She likes to decide how far a given date goes, according
to her own mood, and knowing her, that can extend from a peck on the cheek
to a screaming reaming.  Also, since Lucretia never complains, indeed, the
child insists upon more and more frequent visits, and since my sluttish
cunt of an offspring is also quick to avail herself to her daddy's dick
before trundling Lucretia back home, or settling in for the night beside me
in my bed if that's what she prefers, it seems to work to everyone's
advantage.

   As you may well guess, there's a story behind this unusual arrangement.
It started with the breakup between Sandra's mother and myself, which was
excruciatingly painful for me, and extremely disillusioning for Sandra.

   It goes like this, 39 years ago I married Sandra's mother, Marilyn. 
Marilyn was a good girl from a good family just down the block from where
my family lived.  We dated in high school, screwed in college and married
as soon as I could afford to set up housekeeping.  That was when I was 25
and just as she graduated from university.  I worked hard, as did Marilyn
and we put off having any kids until Marilyn started feeling her biological
clock ticking, which was when she was 34 and I was 38.  Three kids followed
in fairly quick succession.  The last was Sandra when I was 42 years old. I
got along great with my two boys, but my heart belonged to my little girl.
Just as Sandra moved from toddler to little girl was also when my wife's
pussy suddenly started becoming unavailable to me, if not for others, as I
was to eventually find out.

   Anyway, while the boys were out getting into little league baseball and
boy scouts, and my wife had to start traveling for work, I was left alone
with Sandra most evenings and weekends.  Sandra was upset at first that she
was left out of all the boy stuff, but that quickly changed and she was
more than happy to get my undivided attention for prolonged periods of
time. And get it she did.  As I got lonelier and hornier, Sandra and I
started to discover I had a hidden attraction for smooth hairless cunts and
prepubescent sexiness.  I complimented her a lot when she wore short
dresses and she would show me her newest underwear without a second's
hesitation.  I would feel the cotton or silken panties and gradually began
stroking the tiny little quim beneath.  She giggled and squirmed against me
and the touching was soon accompanied by kisses.  She learned to love to
tongue kiss, and practically swooned when I started nibbling at her ripe
little body.  Before long she offered up her nakedness to me like a
religious sacrament and I received it as such.

   By the time she was five, I was eating her out almost every day, and
feeding her a bellyful of daddy cum to go with it.  At the same time, my
wife had openly rejected any of my sexual or even affectionate advances and
would go to Sandra's room, tell her to go sleep with her father, and
effectively took over the little girl's room, while putting her own little
girl into a very compromising situation.

   I wasn't happy about Marilyn's rejection, but I found tremendous comfort
in the loving attention of Sandra's dripping little pussy.  Our sexual
experiments really took off then.  My little girl's honey pot was always
flowing for her Daddy, and she found endless hours of fun learning
different ways to excite my penis, using mouth, hands and feet, rubbing it
into every crevice and orifice of her tiny little body.  This is also where
I learned I had real taste for the flavor of a little girl's anus.  I had
began rimming Sandra by the time she was five and before she was six years
old, I was cumming up her asshole.  She liked that too it seems because she
was lightning quick to grease up that old daddy dick and slide down on me,
taking my cock and my sperm deeper and deeper up her little asshole until
she was riding me balls deep in her bowels before she was eight years old.

   That was when the shit hit the proverbial fan.  Nope, we were never
found out.  Nobody even cared about what we did when we were together.  As
long as we were there for games and school activities, the boys were happy.
And the wife didn't seem to give a damn as long as we left her alone.

   But just after Sandra's eighth birthday, I came home to find Marilyn in
bed with this guy who looked like a young Elvis Presley, her fist buried
halfway up her boyfriend's asshole.  This was the same woman who wouldn't
even consent to sucking my dick and she was kneeling behind this
motherfucker with shit smeared across her face like a jokers grin and
begging the sonofabitch to cover her hand with feces so she could lick it
up, after which she would spread her big round ass for him to drill his
cock into her bowels.

   I was so pissed off.  she had never been that romantic with me, and this
asshole freak was getting all the good stuff.  His name was Stan and I
found later that they had been having an affair for the past three years,
just about the time she had left our bed and put Sandra in my arms.

   But here was the kicker, she wanted to take the kids when she left.  I
didn't care to fight the divorce, it was obvious to me this had been in the
works for a very long time, but I was absolutely inflamed at the thought
that she thought she could take my kids from me.  But guess what, she
could. She did.  After a very expensive court battle, I lost my kids, was
refused any but the most critical visitation rights on the grounds that I
was somehow both negligent and a bad influence.  Marilyn got the boys to
say that I was never around for them, and she made much of the fact that I
had been sleeping with my daughter for the past three years while she
languished in the room down the hall.  This, despite it being openly known
that she had been the one who committed adultery.

   The end result was that I had to pay child support for kids I rarely got
to see, lost half of every thing to the bitch who had betrayed me, and was
refused the attentions of my one and only sex partner for the past several
years.

   That was the end of my existence as a normal human being.  having
nothing else left in my life I threw myself into my work as a landscape
designer.  It was the only outlet I had left and what had been a job became
a very lucrative career.  I started my own company, made a ton of cash,
bought up several properties and used them as models for prospective
customers.  Financially things went very well.  socially, I was a black
hole.  And I never heard from my kids except when they needed money.  That
was the heartbreaking part.  Even Sandra, the light of my life, was now
just a dim candle.  I never even heard form her.  Just from my ex when
Sandra needed new clothes, money for a class trip.

   I tried to take some solace that perhaps Sandra could now have a normal
life.  Our relationship had seemed to be very loving and enjoyable, but
maybe people were right that there was some damage there that needed some
distance form me.  That is, until I answered the door one day to find a
strange,if incredibly sexy red-headed, but obviously pregnant teenager
standing all forlorn and distressed on my doorstep with a suitcase beside
her.

   "Sandra?" I said, not quite sure this was the same girl I'd loved and
molested so many years before.

   "Oh Daddy, look what's happened to me," she sobbed, and threw herself in
my arms.

   Well, that did it for me.  I was once again putty in my daughter's
hands. It mattered little that I hadn't heard from her in years.  Whatever
she needed or wanted from me, she was going to get.  I took her inside, fed
her some hot soup, undressed her, sucked her titties, ate her pregnant cunt
till she cried out in sweet ecstasy, shoved my tongue so far up her asshole
I could taste her shit, then took her to my bed and fucked her up her
asshole like we had never stopped our loving buggery.

   "Oh Daddy!  Yes Daddy," she crooned as I had my way with her.  The sight
of her pregnant belly only firing my desire.  "Fuck my asshole, Daddy.  I
love it when you cum up in my shit like that."

   It was only afterward, lying together, that Sandra told me how she wound
up back in my bed.

   "It was Stan, Daddy.  He said he loved me.  He told me we would run away
together." Tears were streaming down her face.  "I loved him Daddy.  I
truly loved him."

   I felt a twinge of jealousy, but kept it to myself.

   "Then what happened sweetheart?  I mean, beyond the obvious," I said as
I patted her now pregnant belly.

   "That's just it, Daddy.  As soon as I told him I was pregnant, he went
crazy.  He swore it wasn't his.  He told Momma it was all my fault.  That I
h ad seduced him.  Oh Daddy, I was so embarrassed and humiliated.  And
Mamma blamed me, Daddy.  She told me to get out.  To leave." She grabbed my
hand and held it tigh to her breast.  "I didn't know what to do Daddy.  I
didn't know where to go."

   We were spooned together, me behind her, and my dick was already
starting to rejuvenate as it rubbed between the cheeks of her ass.

   "It's going to be okay, baby." I assured her.  "Don't worry about a
thing.  I'm here for you."

   "Oh Daddy, thank you," she sighted, and pushed her big round butt back
against my cock.  Then she said with what had to be a knowing smile.  "Do
you want to put that big hard dick up in my pregnant pussy, Daddy?  That's
the only place you never fucked me when i was little.  Now you can. 
Anytime you want."

   I growled in her ear, "That's exactly what I want, little girl," and
pulled her up onto her knees so I was positioned behind her.  I could see
her baby filled belly hanging down and wanted to fuck the shit out of my
little girl.  My cock slid up into her open wet cunt like it had been there
before.  I knew on one level she was bargaining for a place to live, but
her pussy was more than happy to comply.  And I fucked my daughter for the
first time like that.  Doggy style, her over-sized jugs dangling and
bouncing, her pregnant belly jiggling in response.

   "You're fucking my baby, Daddy.  You're big dick is fucking up into my
womb, exactly where it belongs," she groaned.

   "You fucking slut," I said.  "You beautiful cock-sucking cunt.  I love
you.  Your cunt and asshole and mouth are mine now."

   "They've always been yours, Daddy," Sandra panted as she lowered her
head onto the pillow and offered up her drooling fuck hole to me, her own
Daddy.  I loved Stan, but if you wanted me all you ever had to do was tell
me.

   "I wasn't even allowed to talk to you, Sandra," I groaned as we fucked.
"I was told I had no rights to see you whatever, and that you never asked
to see me."

   "What!" she said.  Suddenly raising back up on her arms.  Her pussy
clenching me with a sudden vaginal squeeze.  "I never said that."

   I slowed in surprise, but never stopped my determined stroking of my
sweet daughter's expecting cunt.  "Well, fuck them.  Fuck them all,
sweetheart.  From now on, I'll take care of my little girl.  You'll never
want.  You'll never doubt that your are loved and wanted.  I promise."

   Sandra lowered her head and moaned, "Oh, fuck me Daddy.  Fuck your
little girl's cumming pregnant cunt."

   "Ohhhhh, fuck you, you baby slut!" I cried and began drenching her
cuntal walls, her open womb, her baby's placental sac with the kid's
grandfather's sperm.

   "Oh fuck, daddy.  Good thing I was already pregnant, or I'd be getting
fertilized by my own father right now."

   "Oh shit," I groaned at the thought.  Then gasped, "You say that like
its a bad thing."

   "Isn't it?" she asked, lurching her pregnant cunt back onto my still
spewing cock.

   "I don't think so," I admitted.  "In fact the idea makes me cum even
harder."

   I guess it excited her too because the next thing I knew she cried, "Oh
Daddy!" and started squirting out a spurting flow of piss onto me and my
bed.  Never one to let such a tribute go to waist, I pulled out of her cunt
and and wrestled around till I was sucking out the flow from her pissing
cunt.

   "Oh Daddy!" cried Sandra.  "Oh Daddy, what's happening." And the piss
kept squirting fum her.

   The drink I got was not just piss per se.  I could tell from the taste.
There was piss there for sure, but I was getting her own girl cum mixed in.
My baby was squirting for me.

   "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!  Daddy.  Oh Daddy," she swooned and collapsed onto the
bed, turning to her side as she fell so her protuberant baby-belly could be
comfortable.  I lay beside her, my face at the same level as her cunt,
marveling at the mess we had just made.

   "Beautiful," I said.

   "Oh, Daddy," my teenage daughter kept murmuring.  I climbed up to be
face to face.  "What daddy, What was that?" she asked me.

   "You just had the cum most women only dream about," I said.  "You
squirted.  You came like a bitch."

   "Oh fuck, Daddy.  If that's a bitch, I want to be a bitch forever."

   I pulled Sandra to me and kissed her.  "You okay now?" I asked.

   "I'm very good." she sighed and dropped off to sleep.

   I lay there for a half hour studying my daughter.  I had lost her at 8.
She was back in my life now at 15.  Beautiful, pregnant and extremely
vulnerable.  I decided then and there that this baby would not keep her
from a good education or a meaningful life.  The baby would be taken care
of, loved and treasured, but the young girl who was becoming a mother would
not suffer either.  I hugged Sandra and kidded her forehead.  Then I
smiled. I didn't want Sandra to suffer for anything.  I hated that she'd
had her heartbroken, but at the same time I was so happy to see this young
girl back in my bed, I couldn't help but grin.

   That lasted about until the baby was born.

   The next few months were heaven for me.  I plumbed my little girl's
pregnant snatch, asshole and rammed it down her throat several times each
day.  Sandra was hornier than hell and was wet and ready anytime, night or
day.  Her discovery that she could squirt kept her expectations high, she
wanted it every fuck.  When I wasn't fucking the slut, she was rubbing her
syrupy cunt with a vibrating butt plug drilling up her asshole.  The girl
was wild.  I couldn't keep it, but I did my best, and loved the challenge.

   We attended the birthing classes at the nearby hospital and I was right
beside her when beautiful little Lucretia came into the world.  I held her
first, fell in love with her immediately and visited them both every day,
even as I was getting the house ready for the day she and Sandra could come
home.

   It was the day before Sandra was to be released from the hospital that
she took me by the hand and said to me, "Daddy, we have to talk."

   "What is it, baby," ready to give her anything she desired.

   "Daddy, I want to live by myself." she said.

   I almost fell off the bed.  "What?" I said.  "Why?"

   Sandra refused to let go of my hand.  "I love you, Daddy.  And I know
you love me.  You saved my life when you took me in, but I think its better
for me to have my own life."

   "But sweetheart," I said.  "You're only 16.  hell, you just turned
sixteen."

   "I know, Daddy.  And I know I still need your help, but I don't believe
I'll ever grow up if I'm living in your house.  I'll always be your little
girl.  I'll always see myself as your little girl.  Its just so easy.  I
know you'll take care of me." she paused then looked me dead in the eye and
added knowingly, "In every way."

   I froze in sudden realization.  My little girl wanted to grow up.  She
wanted a life of her own.  And I had to face it, I was now 55 years old. 
She was 15.  There was a 40 year age difference.  She was thinking of her
future.  I was hardly able to see beyond the next six months.

   "I see," I sad, suddenly sober and very sad.  "I think I understand. 
You need to get out, live your life and be your own person."

   "Yeah," said ruing.  "Exactly." Then she whispered, "And if I can get
that Daddy dick every day I'll never go looking for anyone else."

   I grinned sadly, but still understanding, and said "You say that like
that's a bad thing."

   She grinned sadly back, "You know it is daddy."

   I sighed heavily and accepted the inevitable.  "I have a place for you,"
I said.  A rental I keep for landscaping practice.  You can move in there.
It's pretty, safe and just a fifteen minute drive from my house if you need
me.  Will that do?"

   Sandra bubbled over like a newly opened bottle of champagne.  "Oh Daddy,
you are so wonderful."

   "Got to be," i said.  "Otherwise I'll never get another shot to that hot
cunt of yours.  Matter of fact, I demand to be the very first motherfucker
up in your pussy once you recover."

   "There was never any doubt about that," Sandra said.  then reached for
me.  We hugged and I sighed.  I'm gong to miss having you in my bed," I
said.

   "I'll miss it too," she agreed.  "But you've got your work and I have
school.  I need to work extra hard now that I need to provide for Lucretia
too."

   "No problem," I assured her.  "I've already arranged for a nanny for
her. And you've always got me to take care of her."

   Sandra looked at me knowingly, then smiled.  "I know all too well about
your care taking abilities, Daddy."

   I looked down.  I hadn't even considered about revisiting the same kind
of relationship I had with Lucretia as I had with Sandra, but that didn't
stop the likelihood of it.

   "Sorry," I said.

   "Never be sorry about that," remanded Sandra.  "You're the best Daddy in
the world.  I'll kill anyone who says otherwise."

   We both smiled.  "Okay," I sighed.  "I've got to throw some arrangements
together.  "You want the nanny to stay at your place for the next few weeks
till you get back up on your feet?"

   "Could she, Daddy," said Sandra.  "That would make this so much easier."

   "Not a problem, baby," I answered.  "Consider it done."

   And that was it.  I didn't exactly lose my daughter, but I did lose my
baby.  Sandra was growing up now.  At 16 she was a mother and took
motherhood very seriously.  She had also rededicated herself to her studies
and managed a 3.9 GPA for the rest of her high school career.  I got to see
her and the baby a lot, getting calls to her place and them dropping over
to see me.  I never stopped fucking Sandra either.  I fucked her while she
was nursing and was surprised to have her take my repleted dick in her hand
and offering it to Lucretia's toothless baby mouth for her to suck off the
pussy cum and sperm before the baby's first birthday.  Lucretia took to it
without hesitation.  I remember the loving smile Sandra gave me as she saw
her baby gobble down our shared cum.  It was so beautiful I could never
believe there was anything wrong with that.

   Still, Sandra moved on with her life.  I know she had several advantages
most single mothers don't.  But show me one father who would deny his
daughter every advantage he could manage and I'll show you a sonofabitch
who doesn't deserve that daughter.  Mind you, my boys, who where now both
total strangers got their own as well.  They got their college tuition
taken care of.  They never suffered.  Then never came and visited me
either, or tried to contact Sandra.  I could only guess the venom Marilyn
spewed in their ears over the years.  But truthfully, I didn't care.  They
were my boys, and they would be welcome into my life if they ever wanted to
get to know their old man, but I wasn't sad about it either.

   Sandra graduated from high-school with honors, and went to a nearby
college to study psychology.  I was happy for her.  She was doing well, but
as school became more challenging, she started going out more to blow off
steam.  Clubbing, she called it.  Finally, one night, when little Lucretia
was about four, I got my first of many calls.

   "Daddy," said Sandra's familiar voice.

   "Hi, Baby.  what's up?"I asked.

   "Daddy, would you mind babysitting Lucretia for me?  I've got a date and
I really can't afford a sitter."

   I paused.  Didn't Sandra remember who she was talking too.  Her baby
fucking old man.

   "Are you sure about this, Sandra?  Me babysitting?  I'm happy to pay if
you want to call somebody else."

   "Oh poo, Daddy.  Of course I want you to do it.  Lucretia loves you, and
I trust you to take good care of her."

   There was a pause on the line.  A pause because I didn't know what to
say.  But finally I said.  "Of course I'll sit for Lucretia, sweetheart." I
said.  "As long as you know what you're doing.  I promise no harm will come
to that beautiful little granddaughter as long as I have anything to say
about it."

   "I never doubt that, Daddy." Sandra giggled.

   An hour later, there was a knock on the door.  I answered ans saw Sandra
dressed in high heels, a short short mini-dress, a top that revealed
cleavage for days and that displayed her midriff.  Her night time makeup
demanded a cock be inserted between her ruby red lips and cum splattered
all over her lovely face.

   "Damn girl," I said before I could stop myself.  "You 're going to get
fucked tonight."

   Sandra laughed.  "I'd damned well better.  If not before the date is
over, then definitely afterwards.  So make sure you've got some bullets
left in that hairy old pistol of yours when I come to pick up your darling
grand daughter."

   She gave me a quick kiss, then knelt down before Lucretia and said,
"Remember, be a good girl.  Do everything Grandpa tells you, Okay?"

   Lucretia nodded as if understanding that this included every possible
eventuality, both implicit and explicit.

   Then Sandra looked up into my eyes and repeated, "Everything!"

   Then she stood up, reached down, cupped my balls and kissed me again. 
Then she turned on those dangerous stiletto pumps and walked away, waving
as she went.

   That was my first night babysitting Lucretia.  The first time, in fact,
we had ever been left alone together.  I took her hand and led her inside
the house, closing the door behind us and sealing us off from anyone else's
eyes.  I felt my stomach flutter.  I had my daughter's little four year old
daughter all to myself, with my daughter's unspoken permission to have my
way with the little darling.  I was up to me to both take advantage of the
situation, as well as make damn sure the child had nothing but good
memories of the event.

   Well, that was my thought process anyway.  Lucretia had other
intentions.

   The first thing the child did was plop down on my sofa, spread her
chubby little legs and pulled up her skirt.  "Hey Grandpa, want to see my
pussy?" she quipped and happily displayed her hairless little crease for me
to admire.

   I grinned like an idiot and said, "Wow!  Lucretia.  That's the prettiest
little pussy I have ever seen."

   "Really?" she asked, wanting to make sure.

   "I can show you better than tell you," I said dryly.

   Lucretia looked at me, but at the same time she was rubbing her tiny
cunny with practiced ease.  "Show me, Grandpa.  she said.  "Show me
everything."

   A flood of tender sexual hunger washed through me.  My sweet little
granddaughter was suddenly complicit in her own seduction.

   I laughed.  "I'm going to eat you up, little girl.  I'll make you cum so
good you pee in my mouth."

   "What?" giggled Lucretia, then watched mesmerized as I knelt beside the
sofa and swiped my tongue from the budd of her tiny asshole to the trough
of her baby pussy and up to the tip of her clit.

   "Ohhhhh!  Grandpa." squealed the four year old.  "That feels so good."

   I began introducing my pre-teen tart to what it means to go around the
world.  I pried at her anus with the tip of my tongue, prompting giggles
and sighs of pleasure, followed by prodding her tiny pussy opening, tasting
her hymen and sucking at that soupy little opening until she squealed, then
I began titillating her clitoris until she was shaking all over.  A baby
orgasm resulted and her eyes glazed over as I began peeling off all her
clothes.  Still on the sofa, I rose up, unzipped my slacks and fed her the
head of my cock.

   "Suck it, baby.  Let your grandpa cum in your sweet little mouth." As
she sucked me, I jacked off until i spewed directly into her mouth for the
first time.  I didn't tell her what she should do, wanting to see her
reaction.  I should have been able to guess because as I jacked off into
her mouth she had started masturbating herself again.  When I began
spurting my creamy sperm offering into her mouth she gulped it down and
frigged herself more forcefully till she came in a groaning fit of release
and bit down on my cock all at the same time.

   When she released my cock from her mouth she whimpered, "Oh Grandpa,
that was good.  Your cum makes me want to cum more."

   "That's my girl," I said proudly and bent down, kissing and hugging her.
"I love you, Lucretia." I said.

   "I love you too, Grandpa," she said.

   And thus began my romantic relationship with my grand daughter.  Our
traverse across the sexual terrain was introduced very gradually and was
actually only the smallest part of our overall relationship.  Still, the
spices in a dish are often the smallest amount of the ingredients while
lending the largest part of enjoyment.  So it was with sex for Lucretia. 
She took to dick sucking like she'd been born to it, which she kind of had
been.  And she loved to have her little anus opened up and speared open,
first by my fingers, then by my burgeoning cock.  she could handle the head
of my dick pretty much by the time she was six, and I was splattering cum
inside her still virgin cunt as well while she held it open for me.  We
loved each other, and I never doubted we always would.

   So for the next two years I was once again a happy, fully satiated man.
Once or twice a week, like a ritual, Sandra would drop of Lucretia.  My
tight-pussied lover and I would quickly escalate from tickling sessions to
tongue kissing, then to a Vaseline greasing of her private parts and then a
time consuming anal fuck session with breaks for pussy eating, dick sucking
and lots and lots of bodily secretions on both our parts.

   The typical weekend had Sandra showing up at 3 or four in the morning.
She usually came in totally fucked up after her date, either drunk or high,
and blatantly demanded the nastiest treatment I could come up with.  And
more often than not, after she'd passed out, I take my cunt-slimed and/or
shit stained cock into my grand daughter's bedroom and offer the incestuous
syrup to her.  She invariably sucked that shitty slime down her throat like
it was her favorite jelly, licking at the crown of my cock until she got
her own mouthful of grandfather cum to go with it.  Then I would kiss her
goodnight, tell her she's my best girl and go to get a great restful
night's sleep on the couch.

   That was all wonderful, more joy than an old reprobate like myself
should ever expect.  But it didn't end there.  It was on just such a
weekend that the impossible happened.

   It was 7:30 pm.  My phone rang.  I was sitting in front of my TV,
jacking off and watching a scat sex video where this Polynesian girl was
eating the shit right out of her Australian lover's asshole, moaning and
groaning in perverse delight while he grunted and crooned his pleasure at
her invading tongue up inside his asshole.  I hit the pause on my player
the bitches mouth wide open and full of greasy shit, jacking off the lucky
Aussie motherfucker at the same time.

   "Hey?" I answered the phone.

   "Daddy?"

   "Sandra, sweetheart," I answered, truly delighted to hear her voice. 
"Do I get the pleasure of Lucretia's company again tonight?

   "Well, yes, Daddy if you don't mind, but there's something more I need
to ask."

   I didn't like the sound of Sandra's voice, like she knew she was going
to be crossing some kind of line, and given our relationship, that would
have to be a hell of a line.

   "What is it?" I asked.

   "Daddy, I need to move in with your for a while."

   "But baby, why do you need to do that?  Is her something wrong with the
apartment?  If there is, I'll have it fixed.

   "No Daddy.  It's a wonderful place, and everything in it is working
fine. It's just that I need to be closer to you now."

   I smiled, whatever reason might come after, that warmed my heart. 
"That's great, sweetheart.  For me, anyway.  I'd love to have you and
Lucretia here 24/7.  But is there something more?"

   "Yes.  Daddy," Sandra said, with some dread in her voice.

   "What is it?" I said.

   "Daddy, I'm pregnant." she said, as if waiting for a bomb to fall.

   I admit to jerking the phone from my ear and staring at it for a second
in disbelief, but when I brought it back to my ear I kept my voice even and
as loving as I could.

   "No fears, baby." I assured her.  "It will all be okay.  I'll be there
every step of the way." Then I added, "Does the father know?"

   "he does now, Daddy.  It's you, you're the father."

   "What?  " I said in surprise.  "Me?  are you sure?"

   "Absolutely," said Sandra.  "Daddy, did you know you're the only one I
ever let fuck me without a rubber.  It has to be you."

   In an odd way this made perfect sense.  In all the late night fuck
sessions we had had, I had never once used protections, nor had I seen or
tasted any male cum up inside her pussy or even her asshole unless I had
cum there.

   Another thing happened then that came as a bit of a surprise.  My dick
hardened like a teenager's cock.  Instantly and without any sense of guilt.

   "Well sweetheart, I have to admit I think that's fantastic.  I
shouldn't. I should feel guilty , but all I feel is proud and horny."

   Sandra giggled abruptly at this last statement.  "Really, Daddy?  "

   "Hell yes, baby girl.  Your old man's pecker is harder than a rock at
the thought of you carrying your own sister to term.  I warn you though, if
you're here, you're likely to spend most of your time bent over with
whatever sperm this old dick can produce leaking into your baby's birth
canal.

   Sandra giggled again.  "Oh Daddy, you're so silly.  Then is it okay, and
Lucretia and I come and live there with you?"

   "Of course you can, darling," I said, calling her darling for the first
time ever.  "I would love to be able to take care of you."

   Another hesitation, "Just now, Daddy, or from now on."

   "Whichever the fuck you want," I said without a beat.  "I love you. 
You're my little girl and my fuck toy too.  However you want to play this
is fine with me."

   "Isn't Lucretia your fuck toy too?" asked Sandra, bringing up this taboo
subject for the first time ever.

   "I'd rather we didn't talk about that over the phone," I answered, not
sure how much I of our complex relationship I wanted to have openly out in
the open between us.  I said.  "I mean, its one thing to know what's going
on, and a whole other thing to know it and make it known to everyone
concerned."

   "I understand," she said.  "We'll talk about it when it's time to talk
about, okay"

   "Absolutely," I said.  "Nothing is off limits between us from now on,
but timing can mean everything."

   "I know, Daddy.  Like having your baby.  I always wanted to do it, but
now is the perfect time for it to happen.  I just know it is."

   "I think you're right, Sandra." I agreed.  "Now, you need some help
getting stuff packed and moved?"

   "Well, I was hoping you could have someone come in and take care of
that, Daddy.  I don't want you hurting yourself, and if its okay, I'd like
to bring Lucretia over right now.  I'll bring a few days clothes for each
of us and we'll start living there tonight if you're okay with it."

   "Just make sure you're pretty pink pussy is wet when you get here," I
said.  "'Cause I don't think I can wait to start fucking your pregnant
belly."

   "It already is wet, Daddy.  Talking to you has made me horny too.  I was
so scared, Daddy.  I was afraid you would be like Mommy and Stan when the
truth came out."

   "Fuck both of those assholes, baby girl." I said, suddenly completely
the protective father.  "Those fools never appreciated you, and they've
missed out on the sweetest, most clever--"

   "...sexiest?" interjected my mischievous daughter.

   "Yes, sexiest too, with the possible exception of your own daughter," I
teased.

   That didn't seem to bother her at all, "But we must have gotten your
genes when it comes to sex.  Both of us can't seem to get enough of your
attention."

   It was easy to see the conversation had taken an upswing and we were
back on our normal, if off-center, keel.

   "You just get your fine little butt on over here, daughter.  My dick
needs some daughter pussy."

   "Don't worry, old man.  You'll get as much as you can handle.  Starting
tonight, you are the exclusive motherfucker for me and mine."

   "Don't lie to me, girl." I chided.  "You'll get my hopes up."

   "Don't you worry, Daddy," she said.  "From now on, you'll have your
hopes up my pussy hole every day.  And this won't be our last baby.  I
promise that too."

   My dick lengthened even more.  "Girl, now I can't walk.  I'm going to
have to jack off just to get up to answer the door when you get here."

   "Don't you dare, Daddy.  I've got my own key.  You just sit ther and
stroke that gnarled old baby maker real slow till I get there.  We're going
to have a party tonight.  Maybe I'll have your little slut join in with us.
Let her know how she got to be the way she is."

   "Will do, Baby," I said, "But hurry."

   She hung up without another word and left me standing there with a
hard-on and a promise not to satisfy it till she and Lucretia arrived.  As
good as my word, I walked back to my sofa and turned my video back on.  I
began slowly jacking off and watched in awe struck admiration as the
Polynesian bitch took mouthful after mouthful of this Aussies shit, chasing
it with a flood of piss, then getting fucked, pussy and ass till he pulled
out for the money-shot in her shit covered, slimy, glazed face.  Then I
started the video from the beginning again.

   It was no more than an hour later that I heard the door open and saw
Sandra and Lucretia enter.  Both were smiling broadly as they dropped their
bags and swept into the living room, but both were struck speechless when
they saw what I was watching.

   "Oh Daddy, that's so gross," said Sandra.

   "Yucky!" agreed Lucretia, but who was quickly divesting her tight little
micro mini skirt and blouse as she spoke, then lunged onto the couch and
wrestled my dick out of my hands with her small ones.  I felt the head of
my cock quickly enfolded in her warm wet baby mouth.  "Hmmmmm," she mewled.


   "Oh you sweet little cunt," I groaned.  "I love your fucking mouth."

   "Lucretia!" exclaimed Sandra.

   Both my six year old grand-daughter and I froze.  Sandra was standing
over us, consternation in her eyes.  I feared the worst.  She had never
actually seen me take liberties with her little daughter and this may have
been too much for her, pregnancy or no pregnancy.

   "M--Mommy?" said Lucretia, pulling off my turgid cock, which refused to
go down regardless of the consequences.

   Sandra's eyes teared.  "That's what I want to do!" she exclaimed.  "He's
my Daddy." and the poor girl started to bawl like a little baby.

   Lucretia and I both dragged Sandra down onto the sofa with us.  Together
we covered her face with loving kisses.  Suddenly Sandra kissed Lucretia
like a lover, probing into her little daughter's surprised open mouth with
her snake like tongue.  Then she laughed at Lucretia's obvious surprise and
said "You taste like my Daddy's dick." she giggled.

   Lucretia giggled too and said, "No, I taste like my Grandpa's dick."

   It was my turn to chuckle.  "Young ladies, I have been practicing to get
ready for some special daughter pussy or grand daughter asshole.

   I looked at Sandra, "I'm sorry sweetheart.  I never meant to get you
pregnant."

   "Don't lie, you old fart," Sandra said without seriousness.  "You
admitted you're proud."

   "Pregnant?" asked Lucretia.

   "Honey, you're going to have a baby brother or sister." explained
Sandra, and Grandpa will be the Daddy.  Which means this," she said patting
her lower abdomen, "Will also be your aunt or uncle, and your cousin, and
your sibling."

   "Wow," said Lucretia.  Then she looked at me, "If its a girl, you gonna
fuck her too?"

   "That's thinking way too far ahead for me," I groaned.  "I'm too busy
trying to figure out how to get one of you girls to do to me what that girl
is doing to that guy up on the TV screen."

   Both girls watched as the video had restarted and the Polynesian girl
was once again sucking out shit from her Aussie lover's asshole.

   "Daddy!" exclaimed Sandra in mock disdain, as she raised up and
positioned herself over my lap.  "You sick old motherfucker."

   "Grandpa!" added Lucretia, mimicking her mother's tone.  "You're a baby
fucker too."

   Sandra stood, hovered over me and spread the cheeks of her round ass
globes to expose her dirty little shithole.  Then she said to Lucretia,
"Feed that dirty old dick up my butthole baby, then I'll do the same for
you when its your turn."

   Lucretia happily complied and whispered in my ear as her mother slid my
dick home up into her shitty bowels, "I'll suck your asshole, Grandpa.  But
you got to suck on my butthole too.  Okay?"

   I laughed a wild old man's laugh and started ploughing up into my sexy
red-headed daughters asshole while I fed my tongue deep into my six year
old grand daughter's mouth.

   The fucking adventure continues.  I thought to myself.  This beautiful
fucking adventure continues.
   ~~~finis~~~~