Her Father's Daughter
CHAPTER 1
The Report Card
Little Suzy Fisher could hardly wait. The cute ten-year-old
girl was sitting in third row seat of the schoolroom, almost
breathless with excitement. In a moment she would know if her
efforts had succeeded.
Nobody looking at the sweet innocence of the virginal young
beauty would have guessed the turmoil that was running through
the child's mind. Except for a slight flush where her neck had
gotten red from excitement, nobody in the room would have ever
suspected that little Suzy Fisher was worried about her report-
card. Suzy was an exceptionally precocious little girl, and
might normally have been accused of being a "teacher's pet"
because of her amazingly good grades.
Nobody would ever make such an accusation in John
Stockdale's classroom though. "Mr." Stockdale was as well known
and feared by his students for being strict and fair as he was
liked by the faculty for the high quality of his teaching. At
the moment, he was busy handing out report-cards to the class.
With each name called, a student went up to his desk, exchanged a
few words with him, and returned. A few came back looking glad
or excited. Most came back looking relieved. Only 2 came back
looking as if they weren't pleased with the results, and it was
no surprise to Suzy when it came to *those* two. "Cindy Macon,"
called Mr. Stockdale. Suzy watched as her sexy cousin got up,
shook her beautiful long brunette hair over her shoulders from
where it had been dangling down to her almost fully developed
breasts. At eleven, Cindy looked much more mature than the
6-month difference in their ages would have suggested. While
Suzy looked barely more than a tomboy, with little buds for
breasts, and only a slight padding starting to develop on her
slim hips, Cindy looked almost like a full-grown woman. Her
swaying hips, and full breasts had more than one of the members
of the faculty having wet dreams about getting her alone. More
than one of the older boys in the school had already tried, but
Suzy knew that her sexy cousin had turned them all down. Suzy
wasn't sure she could have refused some of the boys if they had
asked her, but Cindy seemed to be holding herself back for
someone. Suzy watched as her cousin returned to her seat with a
quick glance and a smile that reassured her that her cousin had
done OK.
"Christ," Suzy muttered to herself. Wouldn't the man ever
get to her? Only 2 more students remained. Then only 1.
"Finally," Suzy breathed as she got ready to rise and get her
report card. But he didn't call her name. Instead he said,
"That's it, see you all next semester." The teacher paused and
then continued, "Suzy Fisher. Could I see you in my office for a
few minutes. I'd like to talk to you about your report-card."
Suzy felt the blood drain from her face, as she turned white
as a sheet. "Oh NO!" she thought, "Not after all this trouble."
She couldn't fail now! As she unsteadily got to her feet she
looked around at the faces of the other children whose eyes were
on her like spotlights. She saw sympathy in most of them, but
sympathy was not what she wanted. Right now, she wanted the
floor to swallow her up, before she started to cry! She had
worked so hard! How could she have failed now?
John Stockdale ("Mr. Stockdale" to his students) was a stern
man, but he wasn't cruel. When he saw the result his
announcement had to his best student, he berated himself for an
idiot.
"Oh no!" he explained in a rush, "It's not that! Your
grades are fine! In fact, that's what I wanted to talk to you
about." He paused, then continued, "Are you all right?"
He really was worried, because the little girl looked as if
she was going to faint right there on the floor in front of
everybody.
"No, Mr. Stockdale. I'm fine," Suzy replied, as her breath
came back, "Just a little dizzy is all." The young girl could
feel her thin dress clinging to her body like a wet T-shirt. She
realized that all the boys were gawking at her as the material
clung to her budding tits, and she could feel her panties were
soaked with sweat.
Realizing that the show was over, the class started to
disperse, but not before Suzy caught a reassuring smile from her
best friend and cousin Cindy.
Suzy was now starting to feel a little chilly and sticky as
the sweat that had broken out, now soaked her clothes.
Gratefully, she followed the teacher's waved invitation into the
little office next to the main classroom. This office was as
neat as you might have expected for someone like Mr. Stockdale.
Suzy slid into the wooden chair that he had available for guests,
not noticing that her short little dress, now sticky with
perspiration, stuck to the back of the chair as she sat down and
lifted the front up almost to her navel, exposing the thin soaked
panties that were pulled tight into her pre-pubescent little
slit.
John Stockdale's breath came out with a rush as he sat down
in his chair and noticed how much of the little girl's charms
were exposed to his view. "Ahhh Suzy," he exclaimed, "don't you
think you'd better . . ." He waved an embarrassed arm at where
the child was unknowingly exposing herself.
Suzy looked down, and this time she actually did faint from
embarrassment. "Oh Gawd!" was her last intelligible thought, as
she slid to the floor in a boneless heap. There was a slight
ripping sensation, then she was on the floor completely naked
from the waist down. Her dress, still suck to the chair, had
gone up around her armpits, while her panties had caught in the
leg of the chair as it went over, and almost ripped them
completely off.
John's first thought was for the child. He bounded from his
chair, and managed to catch her head before it hit the concrete
floor. "Suzy, SUZY! Are you all right?" he asked, as he cradled
the now almost half-naked little girl in his arms.
Suzy slowly came around. Her teacher's face was next to
hers and she had never seen him look so worried. "I'm OK Mr.
Stockdale," she said woozily, as she snuggled into the comforting
arms of the older man.
The teacher continued to hold the little girl as she
recovered. Suddenly, the feel of naked skin on his bare hand,
caused him to realize what was happening. He looked down at the
child in his arms, and almost dropped her. He saw a half-naked
little girl in his big burly arms. One hand was holding onto her
naked little ass, while his thumb was sticking between her legs,
and almost entering her virginal crack. A half a pair of white
gauzy panties still clung to one leg, but the other was
completely bare. A cold sweat of fear broke out. If anyone came
in, his ass was grass! No jury in the world would find him
innocent of child molestation and probably statutory-rape as
well. "Oh Jesus," he muttered. How did he ever get himself into
such a mess?
"Suzy, Please?" he almost cried, "Can you get up?"
Suzy aroused herself at his tortured plea. "Whatever is the
matter?" she thought, as she tried to get back to her feet. Then
she felt the cold air around her bottom and remembered what had
happened. "You must think I'm terrible," she whispered, as she
vainly tried to pull her shattered panties back together.
"Exposing myself to you like that." The little girl was almost
in tears as she kept trying to make a half-a-pair of panties do
what a whole one was barely capable of. She didn't realize that
she was giving the older man a better view of her pre-adolescent
charms than if she had just given up. As it was, viewing the
little girl in dishabille had given the man an erection that
threatened to split his trousers.
"Uh Suzy. Just take them off, and put them in your bag,"
the older man instructed. John's hard-on kept growing, in spite
of his good intentions, as he watched the girl in her disarray.
"But what if somebody sees?" the little girl wailed.
John's hair stood on end. If anybody heard. . .
"Just pull your dress down, and walk naturally. Nobody will
notice," he reassured her.
"Oh Mr. Stockdale, I didn't mean to come in here and tease
you." She smiled bravely up at him, suddenly aware that his
pants were bulging slightly. "Though I might, if I were older,"
she added smilingly as kind of an afterthought.
"And I might enjoy it, young lady. If you were older," he
replied. "Now back to business," he continued, as he watched the
child smoothing her short dress down over the flat little belly
that he would remember in his wet dreams for the rest of his
life. "Your report-card."
Suddenly all ears, Suzy jerked back to attention. Her
report card! She had been waiting all year for this moment.
"All 'A's, of course." John Stockdale didn't realize the
effect this was having on the little girl sitting stunned in the
chair.
"I've won. I've WON," she thought to herself. The thought
grew too big to keep inside. "Wahooo!, I'VE WON!" she almost
shrieked, as she jumped on the surprised teacher, wrapped her
legs around his body on the chair, and kissed him full on the
mouth.
John couldn't help responding. The sensuality of this young
girl was going to land him in jail yet, he thought. He still
couldn't resist opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out to
see what her response would be. To his surprise, the little girl
responded by opening her mouth, and almost swallowing his tongue.
Then her little tongue was licking his. He felt her wet little
pussy on top of his bulging pants as she wrapped her little arms
around him and gave him the kissing of his life.
John had felt too much. His cock exploded in his pants.
Suzy knew it was happening, because her wild ride on top of
him got suddenly slicker. Her bare pussy sent its flood down to
join the slick stain that was seeping up to where her little
crack was rubbing against the bulge in his slacks.
"Thank You. Thank You," she murmured, as she gave him one
final hug, and a last little grind with her hips.
"Thank YOU! my dear, but I could get in a lot of trouble, if
anybody ever found out about this," he replied.
"I'll never tell," she responded; as with one last soul-
hungry kiss, she returned to her demure station in the other
chair. "Now what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" she
inquired. "I don't think that was it," she added with a giggle,
"though I'll never really be sure now, will I?" This last was
added with a sparkle in her eye, and a burst of youthful
enthusiasm that took all the sting out.
"No. Ahem." John cleared his throat, and tried to get back
on subject. "Suzy, you know you've gotten good grades this
year." This was more of a statement than a question.
Suzy nodded. She should have. She'd certainly worked hard
enough!
"What you don't know, is that the faculty has been following
your progress with some interest. We've never seen such
dedication and hard work. Now, I've had a couple of students
that were smarter than you, though not very many. But I've *never*
had a student get grades this good for a whole year. Now
normally, we like to see our students excel in their work, but
this is far from normal. Do you see what I mean?"
Suzy was confused. Would he get to the point?
"I mean, it's unusual for a girl your age to study this hard
and long, and neglect play and sports and other children
and. . .?" his voice trailed off in a questioning tone.
"So?" she prompted.
"So. What I mean is. . ." He paused, then blurted, "are
your parents forcing you to do this? Will you get in trouble if
you don't?" It was hard to get the question out, but he felt he
must. After all, child-abuse took many forms.
All of a sudden, the secrecy, the questions the worried look
on her teacher's face all fell into place in Suzy's mind. She
couldn't help it; she started to giggle. It started out as a
snicker, then a "tee hee" then a guffaw, then a roar! The girl
gasped and choked and laughed till her sides ached. "Do you mean
to tell me that you think my parents might be. . ." The thought
was too funny. She burst into laughter again.
"Abusing you. It does happen." He couldn't help snickering
a little himself; her laughter was so infectious.
At this moment there was an interruption. Cindy had been
worried when her cousin and best-friend didn't come out of the
office. She had waited patiently outside, and had almost rushed
in when she had heard a loud cry earlier but hadn't dared enter.
Now, hearing what sounded like loud cries of pain, she decided
she'd better check.
"Suzy, Are you OK?" she called as she opened the door. At
first, it looked like a rape scene. Her cousin was rolling on
the floor holding her sides and screaming with what appeared to
be pain. The little girl's dress was halfway up her naked little
belly, and her panties were scattered on the floor. Their
teacher was on the floor leaning over the little girl trying to
calm her down, with one hand on each side of her naked waist.
The screams intensified.
"Whoop! Whoop!" Suzy chortled. Now her best friend was
getting into the act. It was too much. Her sides ached so
much;she could hardly move.
"No, Cindy. Stop it," she barely managed to choke out; as
she saw her cousin about ready to bean their teacher with a
bookend. "It's OK. Really!"
"Are you sure?" Cindy realized that maybe things weren't
quite what they had seemed, but she held onto her impromptu
weapon anyway. "What's the matter then?" she asked, as she
started to realize that these weren't cries of pain, but of
laughter, and the tears in her little cousin's eyes were from the
strain of trying to stop. "What's so Goddamn funny?"
"He, He, Heee," Suzy choked, "he thinks Daddy might be
abusing me!"
At this, Cindy started to snicker. Pretty soon, she was
holding onto her cousin as both of them rolled on the floor in
laughter, the bookend lying forgotten in the corner.
Finally, John Stockdale could stand it no more. "Will
somebody explain why this is so funny?" he asked. "Some people
do force their children awfully hard, and child abuse is not
funny!"
Cindy was the only one who was in a condition to answer.
"You've never met Dan Fisher have you?" she asked.
"Why yes I have. Several times. At PTO meetings," he
replied.
"Ever been to his house?"
"No, of course not. I don't get to many of my student's
homes. And generally not unless there's a problem." All of them
knew that Suzy would never be considered a "problem" student.
"Well I go there all the time, and that girl's father
worships the ground she walks on. He tries to not let it show,
but anybody can see it in his eyes. He'd kill anybody who even
tried to hurt his daughter." She paused. "I think she loves him
the same way." She added as an afterthought.
"Now," she said, changing the subject, "what happened to
your underpants?"
"Feh. Fell. Fell off the chair," Suzy chortled, as she
pointed to the chair where a wisp of cotton still clung to the
leg. She didn't seem to realize that her bare belly and hairless
little vagina were exposed for all to view.
"Well we'd better do something before somebody else comes in
here and reaches the wrong conclusions. Here," she said, lifting
her dress right in front of the surprised teacher. "Hold my
dress up, while I get out of these."
John was too surprised to argue. He watched in astonishment
as the sensuous little girl stepped out of her shoes while he
held up her dress and then calmly peeled out of her pantyhose and
lacy panties. He almost had his nose in the child's belly
button, and he could smell the aroma rising from the sparse hair
that covered her dainty little crack.
"Put on these," Cindy directed as she tossed the almost see-
through panties at her cousin, then started to step back into her
pantyhose. At this time, she realized what she was doing in
front of her teacher. She followed his gaze down to her suddenly
wet cunt, and then back up to his face. "I'm sorry," she said,
"I'm so used to going around naked with my brothers, that I
forgot you weren't one of them."
"Lucky little brothers," he replied, as she calmly rolled
the pantyhose up her thighs without bothering to cover herself.
"Lucky you too. Maybe." It was almost a promise.
"I'd better not chance it," he replied, as another surge of
fear went through him. He'd better get these two sexpots out of
his office before some father came after him with a shotgun.
"Your loss." Cindy seemed at ease, as she shrugged her
dress back down, now looking no different than when she came in.
"If you ever decide different. . .," she left the idea hanging.
"If." He made no promises. "Now Suzy, if somebody wasn't
forcing you to do this, why did you almost kill yourself to do
this well in school? I have to tell the faculty something."
Suzy thought for a minute. It didn't hurt to tell somebody
now. "I had a bet," she replied.
"A bet!?" both of the other occupants of the room were
astonished.
"With my Father," Suzy amplified.
That explained it all to Cindy, but John Stockdale was
worried.
"What happened if you lost?" he asked. Maybe there was
abuse here after all.
"Nothing," Suzy replied. "I just didn't win. Daddy didn't
put any price on my losing. Just his disappointment. I really
wanted to win for him," she explained.
"It must have been some bet," Cindy stated.
"It was." Suzy wasn't going to explain any more.
"Well, I guess that takes care of that," John said, as he
started to usher the two children out of his office.
"Thanks, Mr. Stockdale. I really appreciate your concern,"
Suzy said, as she reached up and gave him another long open-
mouthed kiss, right in front of her cousin this time.
Cindy watched with awe. "Maybe something *has* been going on
between the two of them," she speculated. Not one to pass up an
opportunity, she tapped on her cousin's shoulder and said, "My
turn."
John Stockdale couldn't believe it. He had just been
kissing one of his little under-aged students in a manner that
would have been "Banned In Boston," and now the sexiest little
girl in the whole 5th-grade class wanted to do it with him. He
knew he wouldn't be able to sleep for a week with the horny
dreams these two horny sub-teens were going to give him. Still,
he knew he wasn't going to pass on the chance that half of the
male faculty members would give their right-nut to get.
"OK Cindy." He started to give her a peck on the lips.
Cindy Macon would have none of it. She opened her mouth,
and wormed her hot little tongue into his. She started licking
his teeth, and sucking obscenely on his tongue. "Mmmmmmph," she
said as they kissed madly. She started grinding her hips into
his with a sensuality that couldn't be contained. "Oh Mr.
Stockdale. Someday, could you?" she said, as she finally pulled
her tongue out of his mouth. It was obvious what she was
offering.
"Maybe." It was almost a promise. He reached down and
patted each girl on her firm young ass as he gave each of them a
final kiss. "Now scoot, both of you. Shoo!" he said, as he
shoved them out of the door.
He pulled the door shut behind the two girls and collapsed
in his chair. "Whew!" he exclaimed, as he tried to get over his
close call. Two minutes more, and he was sure that he would have
been fucking *both* of the pre-teens right on the floor, regardless
of the consequences. Jail, or father's shotguns, or pregnancy
be-dammed. He probably would have done it. "And almost worth it
too," he said to himself, as a pang passed through him for lost
opportunities. Then he remembered Cindy's last words. Maybe not
completely lost. He straightened his tie, took a last look
around his office, grabbed Suzy's discarded panties, stuffed them
in his pocket, and left the office whistling after he locked up.
Maybe life *wasn't* so bad as a 5th-grade school teacher!
"Suzy. did you?" Cindy had to find out. They were walking
home on the road, having missed the bus, and not wanting to wait
for the "Last-Call" bus that took the sports and gymnastics teams
home.
"Do anything with Mr. Stockdale? . . . NAW! Just kissed him
a little. But you know what?"
"What?" Cindy was all ears.
"I almost wanted to." It was almost a whisper. "I don't
know what I'd have done if he'd tried anything. After all, There
I was with my bare pussy almost in his face. I wouldn't have
blamed him if he tried."
"Tried to fuck you, you mean." The two girls had known each
other for so long that they had almost no secrets from each
other.
"Uh Huh. How about you. I saw you shoving your bare snatch
in his face. Brothers indeed!" she snickered.
Cindy snickered also. "I probably would have fucked him, if
you hadn't gotten him so scared. But about my brothers. Shows
how much *you* know," she replied. "Remember what I showed you the
other day? Well where do you think I learned how?"
"Who? Not Billy!?" came the breathless question.
"Yep. My Horny big brother. Came into my room one night
last year, and taught me how to take care of a boy without
getting knocked-up. Charlene had just dropped him; and he
figured I wouldn't mind helping him out," she continued, "and I
didn't. He then helped me out."
"You don't mean?" the little girl couldn't help asking.
"Yeah, He ate me out. You ought to have your big brother
help you out."
"Oh I couldn't. Not with my own brother." Suzy was sure.
"Why not. I know the thought of making it with your father
doesn't bother you, so what's so different about your brother?"
"What do you know about my Father?" Suzy was now on the
defensive.
"I've seen the way you look at him. Practically cream your
jeans anytime he smiles at you. Not that I object. I'd kinda
like to have him get in my pants myself. He is sooo handsome."
Suzy had to agree but: "You keep your horny paws off my
Father. He's mine!" she said with finality.
"Ok OK! He's yours. Now what was that super bet you had
with your father? A car? . . . You're too young. I know what
I'd bet my Father if he'd let me." Her voice stopped and she
speculatively looked over at her cousin. Naw! It couldn't be.
"Anything I want." Suzy's voice was a whisper.
"Anything?" The older girl's incredulity showed.
"He said if he could do it, or get it without hurting
somebody else, then I could have it."
"Wow! No wonder you've been busting a gut for the past
year. What was the deal exactly?"
"Straight 'A's for 1 year. No 'B's or even 'A'-minus. It
had to be 'A' or 'A'-plus. On every report card, in every class,
on every test. He said if I did that, He'd let me have anything
I wanted. Anything." Her voice trailed off for a minute, then
resumed, "The only thing was: I couldn't tell a soul. Not even
you. I couldn't tell anybody, until I either won or lost. He
said I had to do it on my own. The only one who knew was Mother.
Sorry Cindy, but this is absolutely the first time I could tell
you."
"Wow. Anything. That covers a lot. I know what I'd want
if my Daddy offered me a deal like that." She wiggled her hips
suggestively. "You wouldn't be planning something like that
would you?" The thought amused the older girl for a minute, then
suddenly she looked harder at her now silent cousin and best
friend.
The two girls had reached their parting place, where the
paths to their 2 houses split. Suzy was already several steps
down the other path when Cindy asked louder, "Would you?"
For minute it looked as though Cindy would never get an
answer as Suzy walked farther and farther away. Then a ghost of
a whisper came back to the older girl. It was very faint, but it
sounded like: "It's a start."
CHAPTER 2
Suzy win's a bet
It was 10 O'clock the next day, when Suzy dropped the
bombshell on her father. She had managed to get him alone, and
had shown him her last report card. Not only 'A' but every one
an 'A'-plus.
"Well Suzy, What is it you want?" Dan Fisher told himself,
"this is going to bee a doozy!" His daughter must have wanted
something awfully bad to have worked this hard for it. When he
had originally made the offer, he had never expected Suzy to take
him up on it; let alone be able to keep up under the pressure for
a whole year. Still, here it was, a year later, and time to pay
the piper.
"I want you to teach me," she said.
"Huh? Suzy, I thought you liked school?" Dan Fisher was
Puzzled.
"Teach me about sex," the precocious little girl amplified.
"Sure, Honey. Is that all? I thought we explained that to
you last year when we got out the sex manuals and everything.
What is it you want to know?" Dan was now really puzzled. He
had thought that he and his wife were pretty thorough in their
duties as parents, when it came to the sex-education of their
children.
Suzy decided she had better spell it out. Her father didn't
seem to be getting the message.
"Daddy, I know all that stuff." The pre-pubescent little
girl sounded exasperated, but continued, "what I really want is:
Number one, I want you to teach me how to make love. I want you
to be the one to take my virginity. I've always wanted you to be
first. Second, I want to learn how it feels to have a baby . . .
your baby. So, I want you to make one in me. Put your. . . your
penis up in my vagina, and squirt the stuff that makes babies
right into my womb. Is that sufficiently clear?"
"Oh my God!" Dan was aghast. "Suzy NO!"
"But Daddy! You promised!" the 10 year old girl pouted.
Dan Fisher sighed. How had he gotten himself into this
mess? "Suzy, I can't," he said. "You're much too young, and we
could get into a lot of trouble if I did that. Besides, what
about your mother?"
"Mommy won't care."
"Yes she will. She'd probably divorce me if she even
*thought* I wanted to do this."
The little girl's response was entirely unexpected:
"MOMMMMMEEE!!" she yelled.
"What?" came the muffled response from the other room. The
words got clearer as the 35 year old woman appeared in the
hallway. Mary was wearing a short black negligee, and not much
else. Unselfconscious in her nudity, Mary repeated, "What's the
matter Suzy?"
"Daddy won't keep his promise."
This was a shock. If there was one thing that Dan had
always done, it was keep promises. No matter what the cost. He
always paid his debts, and only a national disaster would keep
him from doing what he said he would. "What's the matter dear?"
she asked. "Can't we afford it?" She knew that Dan had promised
the precocious child "anything she wanted," if she had gotten all
'A's on her report card for a whole year. They both knew that
whatever the little girl wanted, it must have been important to
her because she had been studying with a fervor that seemed to
stretch her constitution. After working so hard to get her
reward, it seemed almost unbelievable that her husband would
refuse the child anything.
"No, it's not that," the man replied.
"Then what is it?" asked Mary, as she settled herself on the
bed, next to her handsome husband, and their precocious child.
"She wants me to teach her about sex!" the man exploded.
"How to make babies and everything."
"So, what's the matter with that? Besides, I thought she
already knew where babies came from."
"You don't understand. She want's me to physically SHOW
her. Put my penis in her vagina, squirt sperm in her womb, and
actually TRY to get her pregnant!" The man was almost sobbing.
"Well then, do it," the woman calmly replied.
"Huh?"
"I said do it."
"But. But." Dan was so astonished, he couldn't get out
another word.
"Dear, if she wants to, she's going to. If not with you,
then with someone else. Besides, I think it's kind'a cute,
wanting you to do it to her. And you did promise."
"But if anybody found out . . ."
"Nobody's going to find out. Who's going to tell? You? I
don't think so. I'm sure not going to tell anybody. Suzy?"
It took the little girl a second to realize that she was
being addressed. "Oh no. I'd never tell anybody," she breathed.
"Not even your best friend? Not even Cindy?"
"No." The child was sure.
"What about Jeremy, or June?" Mary was referring to their
older two children.
"Not if you don't want me to," the girl whispered.
"But what if she gets pregnant?" The man made a last-ditch
try for sanity.
"You can always use a rubber," the woman pointed out.
At this the little girl got upset. "NO!" she said. "I want
to feel the *real* thing!" she said. "Besides, you promised!"
"Well, you could always pull out. And besides, I think
she's to young to get pregnant anyway."
With this reminder of the youth of his child he looked at
her again. Slim. Just barely budding breasts. He looked down
at the nightie she had worn when she came to him, and had since
taken off. Thin white panties. Hairless little slit underneath,
now slightly puffed with excitement. He made one last try. "I
thought you'd get mad at me if I even suggested such a thing."
Mary smiled. It was a loving smile. "Oh honey, I love you.
I love her. You love her. She loves you. Why should I get mad
at that. Besides, there's something about me you don't know.
I've never told you before, but my father was *my* first man, so I
don't see what's so wrong with you and Suzy."
Dan stared at his lovely wife. Short and sensual, Mary was
brunette, with a body that stopped traffic. Right now, with one
gorgeous tit hanging free of the negligee, which didn't cover
much anyway, she looked like a wet-dream come true. He had never
really understood how he had been so lucky as to get a woman like
her. Now he realized he never really knew her at all.
"Your father?" he blurted.
"Yep. We started when I was 11. He got me pregnant for the
first time when I was 12," Mary stated matter-of-factly.
"The *first* time?" Dan choked.
"Yeah, well I lost it," Mary said, as a sad look passed over
her face. "So we kept trying till I had April."
"April. But I thought . . ." Dan's voice trailed off.
"Yeh, I know, you thought she was my younger sister. And
she was. But she was also my daughter. Mom and dad raised her
along with the rest of the brood."
"But what about your mother?" Dan asked desperately, trying
to figure things out.
"Mom?" she replied. "Who do you think took me into see
Daddy when she caught me playing with myself? Mom started it.
Mom always felt that a man could never share the maximum possible
love with his daughter, until he had ejaculated his sperm into
his own little girl's belly, while the child was trying to get
pregnant. Now I don't quite buy that, but carrying your own
father's baby inside your womb, does create a bond between girl
and her father that just isn't possible any other way, so I can
sympathize with Suzy's request."
Suzy had been following the conversation with interest.
Wow! She was finding things out about her parents that she never
imagined. Her mother especially.
"What about me?" she asked, "Can Daddy fuck me?"
Dan looked over at his wife's amused face. His face turned
red. He started to say something, then stopped. Finally he
relaxed. "OK honey, if that's what you really want for your
reward, I guess that's what you'll get. Since your mother
doesn't seem to object."
"Oh goody Daddy, can we do it right now?"
"Right now?"
"Yes right now! I'm so excited I could just melt. Please
Daddy?" this was said in a little-girl voice that caused him to
shiver. He never could refuse the child something when she
talked like that.
"OK honey, If you're sure."
"Daddy, I've been sure for the last year. Why do you think
I worked so hard."
"I'll be in the other room," Mary said. "I'll leave you two
lovebirds to be alone."
"Don't go Mommy," said Suzy. "I love you too. You can
watch us. Please? Then I can watch you and Dad afterwards."
Mary felt as if she had been dipped in boiling water, her
skin got so hot. Her daughter wanted her to watch. And wanted
to watch her! The talk had already gotten her so hot she had
been about to go finger herself off. This revelation by her
daughter was the last straw for the hot-blooded woman. For the
first time in her life, she climaxed without a finger on her or
in her.
"Woooogh!" she gasped as she slipped to the floor, clutching
at her pubic area with one hand, while the other grabbed her
breast. "UunnnGH" Spasms wracked her body for several seconds.
"Mommy. MOMMY! What's wrong?" The worried face of Suzy
appeared in her vision. "Are you OK?"
"Whew. I'm fine honey. In fact, I'm feeling just great.
You just made me feel so good; I love you darling."
"I love you too Mommy." Suzy was slightly confused, but if
her mother was all right, then she wanted to get back to her
business with her father.
"C'mon Daddy, do it to me. Teach me how to make a baby."
Dan had to chuckle. She certainly knew what she wanted.
"Well Suzy, you know some of this. For example, you know
that this is your vagina." He pulled down the little girl's
panties, and for the first time, he reached out and touched his
little girl's slit.
"Oh yes Daddy. Is that where you put your penis in me?"
"When you're ready dear. Let me feel."
Dan rubbed his finger in the child's slit. Slowly he worked
the tip of his finger into the girl's hole. She was definitely
wet and ready.
"Oh Daddy, That feel's so good."
"Shhh," he hushed her, as he worked his finger in deeper.
He could feel the child's vagina sucking at his finger as it
vanished up to the second knuckle. "Daddy'll make you feel even
better." He started to push his finger in and out as Suzy
started to push her hips up off the bed. "See, A man's penis
goes in here, just like this, and then . . ." He was interrupted
by a loud "Ow!" as his finger struck an obstruction in her
vagina.
"Ow, Daddy, what's that? It hurt."
"That's your hymen. Your virginity. Or as some people say
'Your cherry,'" he replied. "When a man's penis tears it, and
goes all the way up into your vagina, then you are no longer
considered a virgin. It's a little strip of skin that separates
the front of the vagina from the back, and prevents a man from
fully entering you without breaking it."
"But doesn't that hurt?" She looked worried.
"A little, but most women seem to think it's worth it for
the additional sensation it brings when a man puts his penis all
the way up inside her," Dan soothed the child. "We don't have to
do that if you don't want to."
"I want to Dad, It's just that I'm scared."
"We'll see," he replied, as he continued working his finger
in and out. In the mean time, his other hand was fondling her
budding breast. "Do you like this, what we're doing now?"
"O yes Daddy it's feeling better and better. Do you like my
body?"
He looked down at her little frame. Flat little belly,
budding breasts, slippery little mound that had swallowed up half
his finger, and angelic little face, looking up at him anxiously.
"Yes dear, I love your little body. It's beautiful."
Her father liked her body. He thought she was beautiful.
That thought made Suzy shiver all over. In a minute, he was
going to put his penis into her body, and teach her how to make a
baby. "Daddy, I love you."
"I love you too."
"Daddy, Aren't you going to get undressed?"
That was too much for Dan. He looked down at the nearly
naked body of his child, so sweet and virginal, yet so ready.
Then he looked down at himself. Fully dressed, yet with a hard-
on that bulged at his groin that threatened to split his pants.
The contrast was too much. He started to howl with laughter.
Mary, who had been watching the seduction (Of whom, she wasn't
sure.) with interest, started to giggle.
"Well, you're certainly not going to get the kid pregnant
with your clothes on, are you?" she snickered.
Dan reached for his belt, started to loosen it, then
stopped, as an idea occurred to him. "You do it," he said.
"Huh?" Suzy gaped at him.
"You do it. It's your lesson. If you want to see me naked,
you undress me."
"Wow, can I Daddy?" Without waiting for a reply, the little
girl began yanking at her fathers pants.
"It helps if you unbuckle the belt first," Mary's calm
advice from across the room slowed Suzy's mad yanking.
Blushing, Suzy stopped pulling at his pants, and reached for
his belt.
"Take my shoes off first," Dan suggested.
Suzy was getting quite a lesson in undressing a man as she
first pulled off his shoes and socks, then his pants, and reached
for his shorts, which were bulging ominously.
"Uh Uh," he said. "Shirt first. Otherwise, you might never
get it off."
Suzy's fingers tingled where she had touched his bare skin.
Barely able to contain her excitement, she reached for her
father's sweater and T-shirt, and pulled them off, over his head.
Now Dan was almost naked. The little girl shivered with
excitement, as she reached for the final article of clothing.
As her father's underpants dropped to his knees, Suzy got
her first glimpse of the huge penis that had been responsible for
her birth. She gasped, as she saw the thing she had been working
so hard to get access to. It was over nine inches long, and
almost an inch and a half thick. To Suzy, as she looked at the
swollen prick pointing obscenely at her flat little belly, with
pre-cum leaking out of the end, it seemed as big as her arm.
"Oh Daddy, It's so big. Is all that supposed to go up
inside me?" She seemed a little scared.
"Only as much as you want," he replied.
"O Daddy, I want it all! I just don't see how it'll fit,"
she exclaimed.
"We'll just see how it goes. OK?" he reassured his
trembling child.
"OK Daddy, Can I touch it?" she asked, as she reached for
the 9 inch prick pointed at her flat stomach.
Her soft little fingers were too much for the overexcited
man as she wrapped the cool soft digits around his steel-hard
shaft.
"Oh Shit!" he exclaimed, as he began spouting sperm all over
his little baby girl. It squirted onto her budding little
breasts, splattered down her flat little tummy, and dribbled into
the slit between her legs.
"Oh, Wow Daddy. Does that feel good?" Suzy cooed, as she
milked his erupting cock with her now sperm-slick hand. "C'mon
Daddy, shoot it all. Don't hold back."
Dan couldn't believe his little girl could be so sexy.
"Wow Daddy, is this the stuff that makes babies?" she asked.
"When it goes up in a woman's vagina," he replied.
"You mean like this?" she asked innocently, as she leaned
back on the bed with her legs apart, grabbed his still oozing
penis with her slippery little hand, and forced the bulging head
into the open slit of her sperm-covered crack.
Dan couldn't help himself. His cock-head was squeezed by a
tight ring that pulsed around it. His prick spasmed again, and
shot a torrent of sperm into the surprised child.
"Mmmmmm, Daddy. That feels neat. Shoot that stuff in me.
C'mon Daddy, Make a baby in little Suzy," the tiny girl babbled
obscenely, as her father's warm seed filled her vagina. She
tried to push his spewing cock farther up in her tightly
stretched little hole, but it wouldn't go.
Dan's cock started to deflate a little as guilt overtook
him. Here he was with his cock almost buried in his youngest
child's vagina, and he had already ejaculated his hazardous sperm
right into the little girl's belly. But his daughter wasn't
finished with him yet.
"Daddy, that's not fair. You said you'd show me it all.
You didn't put it up inside me like you promised," Suzy
complained, as she fisted her father's slightly shrunken cock.
The feeling of his little girl's slippery hand (Slippery
with his semen!) massaging his cock, while the child begged him
to stick his penis in her tiny unused hole, got the better of the
man. His cock once more rose to attention.
"Daddy, It's getting hard again."
"Uh Huh," he replied. Further words were hard to put
together.
"Are you going to fuck me now?" The little girl's question
decided him.
"Yeah honey, we're going to try. Here. Rub cum all over my
prick, and get it real slippery."
Suzy grabbed a gob of cum leaking from the tip of his
engorged cock, and smeared it all over. The sensations were
almost enough to make Dan cum again, but he managed to stop in
time. "Now rub some all over your vagina," he instructed. "We
want to make it easy for me to get into you."
Watching Suzy spread her father's sperm all over the pouting
lips of her vagina and then pushing some up inside was too much
for Mary who had been quietly fingering herself in the corner.
She climaxed violently again. "Mmmmmmph," she said, trying not
to distract her husband and daughter who were just about to
consum mate their union.
At that moment however, an earthquake would have had a hard
time distracting the two on the bed, as Dan slowly approached his
daughter, and pushed the head of his cock at her tiny little
hole.
"Daddy! It's too big! It won't go in," sobbed the little
girl as they both strained together. Dan felt the ring of muscle
at the entrance to her vagina surround the head of his cock, but
it seemed no matter how hard they pushed, her muscles wouldn't
expand enough to let him in.
"I guess we'll have to quit," Dan said reluctantly. "I
don't want to hurt you."
"No Daddy, I've just got to have it. Push harder. Please!"
They both pushed, but nothing seemed to happen. Suzy was
almost getting hysterical. "Please Daddy!!!"
"Wait a minute," Dan said, "I've got an idea."
He withdrew his penis, and then wrapped his fist around the
head, and started to squeeze.
"What are you doing Daddy?"
"Squeezing the blood out of the head of my penis, so it'll
be smaller, and might go in then," he explained, as he maintained
the pressure for a minute.
He then released his grip, grabbed a dollop of cum from his
daughter's belly, smeared it over the head, and pushed the now
reduced head of his cock into her small hole with almost one
motion.
The woman watched, as her husband's prick slowly stretched
the child's opening.
"Uhhnnn!" said both of the people on the bed.
It seemed that the giant prick couldn't possibly get into
the tiny hole, but it slowly stretched, and the head bulged
dangerously as the knob slipped inside with a slight pop.
"Oh Daddy, It's going in!" the little girl said, as she
squirmed excitedly on the bed.
"Careful Honey, or you'll make me cum," the man cautioned,
as he felt his daughter's tight little slit clamp down on his
engorged cock. "I don't want to get you pregnant."
"I don't mind, I want your baby in me," came the whispered
response.
This was almost too much for the man. With the head of his
cock sticking just inside the lips of his own child's vagina, she
was telling him, "She didn't mind." if he got her pregnant. He
looked over at his watching wife.
Mary was too caught up in the sensuality of the moment. Her
own pussy felt like it was going to boil. If she didn't see her
husband cumming in their little girl, she thought she would
explode. She caught his eye, and nodded. If their daughter
wanted to get pregnant by her own father, who was she to object?
"You're a little young yet, Honey," Dan said, as he felt a
second inch of his engorged penis disappear into his tiny little
daughter's obscenely stretched little slit, "I don't think you're
body is ready to have a baby yet. After all, you're only 10
years old."
"I had a period last week," Suzy whimpered; as third inch of
her father's cock forced its way up into her virginal young
belly.
This was too much for Dan. The thoughts, his little girl
was possibly fertile, and actually *wanted* to have his baby, were
too exciting. "UHhhhhnn! Oh Shit!" the man exclaimed, as his
prick exploded in the child's tightly stretched little belly.
Suzy felt her father's cock expand in her belly and then
suddenly felt slick, as his warm slippery sperm squirted against
her unbroken hymen. "Oh Daddy what are. . .?" She stopped, as
she realized that her father was climaxing inside her belly.
"Oh, that's it. Cum in me!" she exclaimed, as the soothing warm
liquid filled her obscenely stretched little tunnel, "Cum in my
pussy Daddy. Shoot the stuff that makes babies up inside me.
Make me have a baby. Don't stop. Please Daddy!"
Dan couldn't have pulled his erupting penis out of his
climaxing little girl if he had wanted to. His cock was now
tightly gripped by the ring of his daughter's vaginal muscles, as
she spasmed with him. Squirt after squirt of thick slippery
sperm went right into the welcoming belly of the 10-year-old
child. The thought of shooting his seed inside his own baby
girl, kept arousing Dan and made him ejaculate his semen into his
tiny young daughter again and again. God, she was still a
virgin; and not even eleven years old yet!
Dan felt almost overcome with love for his little girl. He
had never realized how he loved his little daughter, until he
felt his sperm flow into the child's belly, while the little girl
implored him to get her pregnant.
After a bit, the sensations slowed, and Dan looked down to
where his prick had vanished a third of the way up inside his
little girl's body. A tiny bubble of white on one side, showed
where some of his sperm was leaking out. Suzy looked flushed
with excitement, quite happy, and proud of herself. She had
actually managed to get her handsome father to cum inside her.
She had welcomed her father's enormous penis into her tiny belly,
and milked his cock with her tight little tunnel, until it
squirted warm sticky seed into the tiny vagina it had created 11
years ago, in her mother's womb.
Suzy loved the warm slippery feeling of her father's thick
sticky sperm soothing the inside of her tightly stretched tunnel.
"Oh Daddy, that was so good. Feeling you cumming inside me was
so wonderful, Daddy. I love you so much." The knowledge, that
her own father's seed was soaking into her womb, made Suzy love
her father even more than before.
Dan had to agree, "I love you too Honey." Nobody had ever
made him cum so much; not even his oversexed horny wife.
Thinking of which, the man glanced over to where he had last seen
his wife watching him couple with his daughter. Seeing Dan mate
with his own daughter, had pushed Mary over the edge. The woman
was in the throes of a mighty orgasm as she fingered herself to a
climax. Watching her husband trying to breed her little girl was
too much. She collapsed in a heap, as she saw in her mind's eye
her husband's prick squirting his seed in the child's womb. When
she had seen Dan tense up, and a white glob appeared, squeezed
out of the child's opening, she knew that her husband was
ejaculating his potent sperm deep inside their little girl's
body. She had fallen to the floor as her own orgasm overtook
her, imagining it was *her* father shooting sperm into her own
womb. "Oh! Cum in me Daddy!" the woman moaned, as she shook in
the throes of her orgasm. "Cum, Cum. . ." Her mutterings grew
unintelligible.
Finally, she recovered enough to watch as her husband
withdrew his cock from the overstretched slit of their precocious
offspring. It came out white and shining with the copious
spending of the girl and her father. After he had removed his
engorged member from the child (with a slight "pop" as it
exited), a glob of white appeared in the slightly stretched
opening. Suzy reached down, and gathered up the blob with the
tip of her finger, and brought it up to her face to look at.
"So, that's the stuff that makes babies," she said, as she
looked at her father's cum, with an innocent look on her angelic
little face. "Am I pregnant now?" she asked hopefully.
"Probably not," he replied, "you don't generally get
pregnant the first time, though it's possible. You are probably
way too young anyway."
"Next time, I want you to put your cock all the way inside
me," she said.
"It'll hurt, when I go through your hymen."
"I don't care. I want to love you like Mama does. I want
to fuck you, and have your babies, and everything. I wish I
could marry you."
"You don't have to fuck me to prove you love me Honey. You
know my little Suzy is the most important thing in the world to
me."
"After Mommy."
"After your mother, of course. If it wasn't for your
mother, I wouldn't have you."
"That's OK, I love Mama too." The girl looked again at her
father's cum dangling from her fingertip. Then she reached down
between her legs, and shoved the cum-drenched finger up her
little slit. "Daddy, are you going to fuck me again?"
She waited while he hesitated, then put on her sad little
girl look. "Please?"
When he didn't reply, she said, "After all, you were going
to teach me *all* about making babies, and I'm still a virgin."
"Probably not pregnant either," she added as an
afterthought. "And I won't know everything about making babies
till we make one. Promise you'll make a baby in me Daddy?"
At that moment, it didn't seem to much to ask.
"Sure honey, If that's what you really want. But, it may
take a while."
"That's all right Daddy, that's what will be so much fun.
Having you fuck me all the time, until I get pregnant." She
paused in thought. "Daddy, will you still fuck me after I get
pregnant? . . . . Please?"
"OK, sure, whatever. But remember, I still have to take
care of your mother."
"I know Daddy. Can I watch too?"
"I suppose, you know all about it already."
CHAPTER 3
June takes a chance on love
After that, the threesome stopped to have lunch. The lunch
was filled with talk about sex, babies, and what would happen if
and when Suzy turned up pregnant. Suzy felt really grown up now,
and would have loved to continue the conversation, but her older
brother and sister breezed into the room, and after a warning
glance from her mother remembered that the older duo weren't
supposed to know about her "lessons". "Damn," she thought. She
had been sure that her father would take her back to bed, and
finish what he had started. She could feel the oozing of his
seed in her vagina soothing the slight sting where his finger had
pushed earlier. "If it wasn't for those two rats, Daddy would
probably have pushed his big cock all the way through, and then I
wouldn't still be a virgin!" the girl sulked.
It was hard to remain mad at her two older siblings though.
They were both bubbly infectious personalities that made you want
to laugh and be around. Jeremy was a tall handsome 14 year old
that looked like a younger version of his father. June looked
like a miniature version of her mother, with the same dark hair
and eyes, and a sensual swing to her hips that made her seem much
older than her 12 short years. Suzy on the other hand had her
father's hair and eyes, but her mother's strikingly beautiful
face.
Jeremy at the moment, (when Suzy's attention came back) was
engaged in telling a story complete with waving arms and sugges
tive movements about what had happened down at practice between
one of the cheerleaders, and two of the boys in the locker-room.
"She didn't. Really?" said June. "With *both* of them?"
Suzy was now sorry she hadn't been listening earlier.
"Yep," said Jeremy, "and not only that, but her panties were
gone."
Suzy couldn't resist: "Are you sure?" she breathed.
"Un Huh. I was there, and I actually saw her bare cunt."
Jeremy was trying to shock his little sister.
"What did it look like?" she replied, not to be outdone.
"You know, kinda puffy with a little crack in the middle,
and a little black hair just above the hole," he continued. "I
wouldn't mind getting some of that."
"Oh you boys!" June said, taking a playful swing at her
brother, which he ducked. "You'd probably fuck anything in
skirts, if you had a chance."
Jeremy didn't deny it. Just talking about sex with 2 sexy
girls was giving him a hard-on. Even if the girls were his own
sisters. Sisters were supposed to be a pain, but Jeremy had
always gotten along well with his. He pretended to dislike his
sisters when other boys were around, but in reality he got a kick
out of spending time with his sisters, and learning what they did
with the other girls.
"You'd probably fuck me or June if you could." Suzy
couldn't believe her daring.
"Probably," Jeremy dared her right back.
"I've got to go. Now," June said, her breath coming quickly
as she rushed from the room. "Gawd!" she mumbled to herself.
Her brother wanted to . . . She couldn't bring herself to
complete the thought. Her brother wanted to fuck her! There,
she did it. Now she wondered what she was going to do with the
knowledge. She knew she would never be able to resist, if he
came right out and asked her. But he wouldn't. She knew that.
Her brother was too much the nice guy to force himself on her.
For a moment she felt relieved. Then, after a bit she realized
that would mean that she was going to remain horny for the next
several years. At 12, June was always horny.
She had started having periods about a year and a half ago,
and since then, she had seemed to be in a perpetual aroused
state. Sometimes, she sneaked down to her parents' room, and
listened outside the door in the morning, while they made love.
She knew now that her father always woke up in the morning with a
hard-on. He and her mother would fuck, while they thought the
children slept. Afterwards, she would sneak back to her room so
as not to disturb Suzy who slept in the room between; and finger
herself to an orgasm while imagining that it was her, that her
father was fucking, instead of her mother. She would have been
shocked, had she known that her little sister had already fucked
their father, right now had his seed in her womb, and was
planning to go even further.
All of a sudden, a thought occurred to her. She could get
Jeremy to fuck her! It seemed like a perfect solution. She
loved her brother. She knew he wouldn't hurt her for the world.
He would never tell. And best of all, he reminded her of her
handsome father.
June's plans started to fall into place. He wouldn't seduce
her, and she couldn't seduce him, but what if they seduced each
other? She had a pretty good idea of how to start after their
conversation earlier.
"Jeremy!" she called, "Could you come here?" interrupting
the conversation that she could still hear going on, by the
occasional shrill giggle of her little sister.
"Just a minute!" he yelled back; trying to finish the story
he was telling.
A couple of minutes later, June heard a loud guffaw from her
sister, as the two siblings broke into laughter.
"Not Really!" screamed Suzy.
"Really," assured her brother, as the two children broke up.
Jeremy came to his sister's room still wiping his eyes with
laughter. So at first, he didn't see what his sister was doing.
"So what did you waaa . . .," his voice died away as he
looked down at his almost naked little sister. The little girl
was lying on her bed with her panties off, and her bra lying
beside the bed. Her flimsy, open-knit, see-through blouse, was
pulled up above her developing little tits. Except for that, she
wasn't wearing a thing. That is unless you counted the hand
stuffed between her legs madly moving in and out as she played
with herself.
"Dammit, I was almost there!" she said, as she realized her
brother was there. Then a wave of fear passed through her. What
if he didn't want her? What if, worse yet, he told? "Shut the
door, dammit," she exclaimed. "Do you want everybody else to see
me?"
"Wow June, I didn't realize . . ." His voice trailed off
again.
"Yeah, well I get horny too. Don't you ever jack yourself
off?"
"About a hundred times a day."
"Me too. And I just thought of something we could do about
it."
"We? You and me?" he squeaked, as it began to dawn on him
what his little sister was talking about.
"We. You and me." Her voice was emphatic.
"But what if we . . ." He couldn't say it.
"Got caught? We won't. We don't dare," she responded.
"But do you want to go on like this for the next 10 years? Or
didn't you mean what you said earlier?"
It took Jeremy a minute to remember the conversation from
earlier. "Let me get this straight," he said. "You mean that
you wouldn't mind if I fff, ffff. fffu." He couldn't get it out.
"Fucked me?" She startled him by her brazenness. "No."
Then almost shyly, "That is if you want to."
"If he wanted to!" his mind almost screamed. He had never
wanted anything so much in his life.
"We'll have to be careful," he temporized.
"We will. Now come here big brother, and show me how much
you want me."
Jeremy reached for his sister as she reached for him. There
was a sudden commotion, and they both ended up in a breathless
heap on the bed. Jeremy had his arms around a nearly naked girl
who was kissing him madly. The fact that the girl was his little
sister, made it even more exciting.
"Wait," he said, "let me get these things off."
He started to peel out of his shorts.
"Oooh!" said June as his aroused cock spring into view,
"Your cock looks nice." It was a nice 6 inch piece of swollen
tissue sticking out at her. "I think it likes me."
"You'd better believe it little sister. It likes you a lot.
It wants to crawl up inside your little pussy-hole and squirt you
full of cream."
Suzy was getting turned on by her brother's lewd words, but
she didn't lose complete track of reality. "You'd better not."
A flash of fear went through her. "I might get pregnant."
Jeremy stopped, with his shirt still on, and came back down
suddenly. "I suppose so, but if I don't, then what *can* we do?"
All of a sudden, the easy answers to his horny problem had
vanished.
June was in a quandary also. "I don't know. I'm not on the
pill. Do you have anything?" Her frustration was almost
overwhelming.
Jeremy thought. "Well, I could get some rubbers. I don't
like them, but it's better than knocking you up."
June brightened. "Do you have one now?"
"No. I can get some from Mom or Dad tomorrow, but not right
now. They'd probably catch on to whom I'm going to use them
with."
June was almost in tears from frustration and horniness.
"Well what can we do?"
Jeremy thought it over. "Well, as I see it, we have four
choices. First, we can do nothing." He paused to look at his
naked sister.
June shook her head. No.
"Second, we could just play with each other. Not actually
fuck."
That didn't sound too good to June either. She was tired of
"just playing" She'd been doing that for too long already, and
she told her brother so. "What are the other choices?" she
asked.
"Well, I could pull out before I cum."
"Really? Could you?"
"I think so. It wouldn't be as satisfying, but I could
probably do it."
"What's the last choice?" Even as she spoke, June felt she
knew the answer.
"We could always take a chance. Most girls don't get
knocked-up on the first try. When was your period?"
"Huh?" June couldn't figure the change of subject. What did
school have to do with sex?
"When was your last period? You know, monthlies," Jeremy
explained.
"Oh! I don't know, a week or so ago I guess. Why?"
"Because, if it was close to your period, you wouldn't be so
likely to get knocked-up." Jeremy said
"Oh," said June, "I guess that's out then. But I can't
wait. I've got to do something NOW!"
Jeremy felt the same way. If he didn't get his prick inside
his cute little sister pretty soon, he felt he'd die of
frustration. "Well I guess I'll just have to try to pull out in
time," he said.
"No," she replied.
"Huh?" He didn't understand.
"Not the first time. I want the first time to be perfect.
For you and for me."
"You mean?" he asked.
"Uh Huh," she replied, "I want you to fuck me, and shoot
your cum in me and everything. I'll carry your sperm in my belly
tonight, and then we'll worry about my getting pregnant.
Tomorrow, you can get some rubbers or pull out or something, but
right now I want the real thing. We'll just have to take a
chance."
Suddenly he hugged her. "I love you Sis," he exclaimed.
"I love you too. Now get on top of me, and fuck me full of
cream."
"Shouldn't I work you up a little, get you excited first?"
he asked.
"If I get any more excited, I'm going to explode!" she said,
"Do it NOW!" Madly she spread her legs and pulled her brother to
her. "Get your cock in me before I die!"
"Geeze. Wait a second Sis. I. . ." His voice cut off as
he felt the tip of his prick surrounded by the tight ring of
muscles at the entrance to his little sister's vagina. He
couldn't believe it; he was actually fucking his horny little
sister. His cock bulged as he pushed another inch up into the
child's belly. "Ok Sis, you got it. Boy do you have it!" he
exclaimed, as he watched half of his prick vanish into the little
girl's slit.
"Oh! Wait! Auggh!" June exclaimed, as his cock went through
her hymen and slid all the way home until the tip was resting at
the entrance to her uterus. "That hurt."
"Sorry Sis, but I had to bust your cherry. Do you want me
to stop?" He didn't know how, but if she asked him, somehow he'd
find the willpower to pull out.
"Don't be silly. Just go easy when you fuck me OK?"
He pulled out an inch, then fucked his cock back into the
child's vagina. "How's that?" he asked.
"Ow. Hurts a little. But keep doing it. It's starting to
feel better."
The 12-year-old girl couldn't believe it. Ten minutes ago
she had been a super horny little virgin. Now she was a woman.
She had her big brother's cock stuck up inside her vagina, and
pretty soon he would be squirting his white stuff in her womb.
"Are you going to cum in me?" she asked, in her little-girl
voice, "Are you going to stick that big nasty old cock up in my
belly, and squirt me full of baby-juice?" All the while, she was
rocking her hips in time with his as she felt him sliding in and
out.
"Oh June don't." Her obscene words were getting to him. "If
you keep talking like that I'm gonna . . .," he trailed off.
"Cum?" she finished for him. "Is big brother gonna squirt
his nasty baby-juice clear up in little sister's womb? Does big
brother want to get his little baby sister pregnant? C'mon big
brother, knock your sister up. I don't mind. I want to feel you
make a baby in me."
Her obscene talk was too much for the 14 year old boy. It
was bad enough to have his cock sliding in and out of his little
sister's tiny slit, but this talk was just too much. His prick
grew impossibly stiff. The head dilated, and he started to spew
his semen inside the 12-year-old girl's writhing belly.
"Mmmmmm," June purred, as she felt her brother's penis
bucking in her tummy. All of a sudden, their motion got slicker,
and she knew Jeremy was squirting the thick sticky white stuff
that made babies, up inside her flat little belly. "Cum in me!
Knock me up Jemmy!" June used her old little-girl name for her
brother, as her own orgasm engulfed her.
Jeremy felt the child's vagina clamp down on his erupting
prick, and he knew that his sister had made it too. He shoved
one last time up into the little girl and felt the tip of his
cock enter her uterus. Spasm after spasm shook him as he
squirted the last of his sperm into his young sister's developing
womb.
"Oooh that's so good," sighed June, as she felt her
brother's seed draining into her 12-year-old womb. She loved the
warm slick feeling of his sperm inside her. Then she felt him
pull back slightly and the head of his cock uncoupled from her
uterus. "I love you Jeremy," she said, as his cock slowly shrank
in her vagina.
"I love you too Sis, But this is dangerous. Hadn't you
better go douche or something?" The older boy's tone was
worried.
"No silly. That just washes it up into your womb. Didn't
you read the sex manuals Daddy gave us?"
"Not that part. What do you do then, to keep from getting
pregnant?"
At This point, the older boy pulled his cock from his little
sister's vagina. The sensation of the little girl's cunt milking
him as he withdrew was incredible. His cock made one last thick
white squirt of sperm lick up the girl's belly, in an obscene
white puddle. As she lay there with her legs spread, a bubble of
white slowly started to ooze up out of her newly stretched hole.
"Well, If I didn't want to become pregnant, the best thing
for me would be to go sit on the toilet, and let it drain out, as
best it could. If I did want to have your baby," she continued
"I should lay here with my ass elevated, and let it seep in.
Like this." The little girl demonstrated by grabbing a pillow
and lifting her slim buttocks off the bed while sliding it
underneath. "There!"
Jeremy couldn't believe it. "Hadn't you better hurry then?"
he exclaimed, nodding towards the bathroom.
"Silly! I told you that I wanted this time to be perfect.
For you. If you think I'm going to flush your precious seed down
the toilet tonight after what you just did for me, well you just
don't know." She smiled at him a loving smile that almost broke
his heart. "Today, you make love to me as a real woman. If I
get knocked-up, well we'll see. Tomorrow and after, we'll have
to take precautions." She paused. "Are you ready to do it
again?"
"Now?!"
"Now."
"Well gee Sis." He pointed at his now flaccid tool.
"Oh don't worry, I know what to do about that. Cindy taught
me."
"Cindy?"
"You know, Cindy, our cousin, Suzy's best friend."
"I know, I just didn't think Cindy would go in for such
things."
"You didn't think I went in for such things either," she
pointed out.
"You're right. So what did Cindy teach you?"
He was completely unprepared for his little sister's next
action.
"This!" she exclaimed, as he suddenly felt his sperm-covered
cock swallowed up by his little sister's sucking mouth.
He couldn't believe how good his little sister's mouth felt.
She licked, and swallowed, and sucked until his cock started
rising again.
"Like it?" June asked, in a pause to catch her breath. She
didn't wait for a reply but went back to sucking on his now
almost fully erect tool.
"Wow! I sure do!" he exclaimed. "But isn't there something
I can do for you also?"
"You already are," she replied, after pulling her mouth off
his swollen cock with an obscene "pop". "Tomorrow, you can lick
me down there, but right now I want to fuck. I want my big
brother's cock buried inside my pee-hole, squirting baby-juice in
my vagina, trying to get me pregnant. Just this once. Tomorrow,
we'll worry. For today, I'm going to pretend I'm married to my
big handsome brother. Remember though, this is the only time, so
we'll have to make the most of it."
"OK, I guess," Jeremy replied, as he prepared to mount his
little sister again. "This time, let me feel your tits, and your
belly against mine. Spread your legs, and let me in."
June spread her legs, and Jeremy could see a trickle of
white oozing out of her newly stretched hole. Knowing that his
little sister might already be carrying his baby made was a scary
feeling, but he was proud that she would want him as a father for
her child. Slowly he pressed his stiff member up between the
little girl's slightly spread legs.
"Ooooooh!" they both moaned, as his cock slid easily into
the child's belly for the second time. If June could talk
raunchy, then Jeremy felt he could too:
"Look at you. Cute little baby girl, with your big
brother's baby-maker stuffed up in your belly. Wanting to get
pregnant by your own brother! Well big brother's gonna give you
a big belly. I'm gonna squirt your tummy full of baby-juice and
knock you up higher than a kite."
Jeremy moved easily in and out of the little girl now as his
cock, lubricated by the sperm he had already squirted in the
youngster, slid all the way back to the neck of her womb. He
then pulled out until only the head was held by tight ring of
muscles at the entrance.
"Oh Jemmy! Do it! Stick your big baby-maker in me and
knock me up. Make my tummy get big with your baby."
"Hold on June, You don't want me to cum just yet. Here, put
your legs together."
June did as he asked, moving her legs inside his, as he sat
back on her thighs with his big cock obscenely stretching the
tiny little slit between the underaged little girl's legs.
"Now look down, where your brother's cock is about to squirt
baby juice in your womb. Big brother's gonna make a baby in that
cute little belly."
June followed his directions, and looked at her flat little
tummy, now being stretched by the pulsing of her brother's
bloated penis, then farther down between her legs, where his
engorged cock vanished into the tiny hole she used to pee out of.
The obscene sight was almost too much for the aroused child.
"Oh Jeremy, Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck ME!" she cried, as her
immature young cunt started to convulse around her big brother's
slippery, sliding cock.
Unable to hold out much longer, Jeremy came down on top of
the little girl and started to jam his cock into his sibling's
slippery little hole with rapid strokes. Feeling his 12-year-old
sister's smooth little belly rubbing against his, her pert
nubbins of breasts poking his chest like little spikes while her
spasming slit squeezed his cock like a runaway milking machine
was too much for the older boy. Jeremy jammed his erupting prick
all the way up in his little sister's belly. This time, the
sperm he had already ejaculated inside the youngster lubricated
his cock, so that the head of his penis pushed past the clasping
ring of her cervix and clear into the little girl's womb.
"OW!" June said, as the 14-year-old boy's cock stretched her
uterus. Then she couldn't say anything, as the feeling of
her own brother's potent seed squirting into her receptive womb,
caused June to climax with an intensity she couldn't believe.
"Wuh WuH! Wuh," the tiny girl panted, as the sensation of
each ejaculation of her big brother's semen into her belly caused
her to climax. June could feel the base of her brother's
distended cock expand, then felt the swelling progress up the
bloated conduit, until it concluded with the forceful injection
of another dollop of prolific sperm into her fertile young belly.
Each copious squirt of her big brother's seed into the child's
eagerly accepting womb caused her to climax all over again, until
she almost blacked out.
Jeremy was too engaged in his own climax to notice his
sibling's predicament. The feeling of his little sister's cervix
clenching at the head of his penis like a vagina within a vagina
was too much. He kept pushing his engorged member as far as he
could into the squirming child, while he ejaculated jet after jet
of semen into her tightly stretched little belly. Each time the
older boy thought he was finished, June's wildly convulsing
vagina would squeeze his cock again, and his penis would respond
by sending another surge of sperm into his little sister's
12-year-old womb.
All good things must end, and Jeremy's mighty ejaculations
finally slowed down to spurts, then a trickle, and finally just
an ooze leaking into his younger sibling's distended belly.
June, without the extra stimulation of her virile older brother
pumping cum into her womb, slowly came down from her high.
"Boy that was good!"
Jeremy couldn't help but agree.
June reveled in the risky feeling of having her own
brother's thick sticky sperm warming the inside of her belly.
The little girl felt so chock full of the warm, gooey, life-
giving fluid, her handsome big brother had been injecting into
her womb, that she thought her little tummy might burst. "Wow, I
never thought it would be like that!" she said, as the head of
his shrinking cock pulled out of the tight clasp of her cervix
with a slight popping feeling.
"Me neither," Jeremy agreed, running his hands up and down
his little sister's naked body while he enjoyed the feeling of
her greasy, cum-filled vagina massaging his now soft member.
"Was that good enough, little sister? I feel as if I shot enough
baby juice in your belly to impregnate a hundred girls."
"Mmmmmmm! I hope so!" June leaned into the boy's caresses
and squeezed her brother's soft cock with her little slit. "I
don't know what I'll do when tomorrow comes, and we can't do it
for real any more. The feel of you trying to get me pregnant is
too good."
"We shouldn't even be doing it this time," Jeremy pointed
out. "If that cute little belly of yours starts to swell,
there's going to be trouble."
June looked down at the flat little belly that her brother's
big cock was no longer stretching. The young girl imagined her
smooth little tummy being swollen by her handsome big brother's
baby. "Mmmmm. I don't care. It was worth it," she replied. "I
wouldn't mind having your baby growing inside my belly, making it
big. It's just what other people would say."
"Like Mom and dad."
A shiver of fear went through the little girl. "Yeah, them
too."
At that moment, both children heard the clock in the hall
chime the hour.
"Oh god, I've got to do my homework before supper!"
"And I've got to meet Cindy at the library!"
The two incestuous lovers pulled apart. As Jeremy's cock
exited his sister's slit, it was followed by a torrent of pinkish
fluid.
"Oh Wow what's that?"
"Stop it before it gets on the bed!"
Jeremy grabbed madly for something, anything to stop the
flow of pinkish-tinged semen that was flowing from his sister's
ravished vagina. "Here, use this!" he said, as he grabbed his
shirt and stuffed it at the little girl's hole.
"Not your favorite shirt!" she exclaimed, as he swabbed her
slightly sore pubic area.
"It'll always be my favorite shirt now," He replied, as he
dabbed at the trickle that still seeped from her crack. "How
come it's not white? I never knew girl's cum was pink."
"Silly! That's just my maidenhead, my virginity. You
popped my cherry remember?"
Jeremy blushed crimson at the reminder. "I'm sorry," he
said.
"Not too sorry I hope."
Jeremy's blush grew even brighter if possible. "No," he
whispered, "I loved it."
"Me too."
With that, the two children broke up and Jeremy, gathering
his clothes, headed for his room, taking one last aprecciative
look at his little sister's lovely developing body. The little
girl posed a moment for her older brother, displaying her budding
young breasts and the childish vagina peeping from between her
shapely legs, before she quit with a quiet, "Damn!"
"What's the matter?" Jeremy paused in his exit to inquire.
"Your cum. It's running down my leg."
Sure enough, Jeremy could see a glob of white on the little
girl's leg while a trail of wetness stretched all the way back to
her down-covered little slit.
"Don't worry," she said, as she dabbed at it with a tissue,
"I'll just use a tampon" She giggled at a sudden thought. "I
used to use them to keep boy's sperm out. Now I'm using one to
keep yours in." At his quizzical look she explained, "I'd wear
one when I went on a date, so I could tell the boy I couldn't
fuck because I was having my period, and I'd be able to show him.
Actually, it never happened, but I was ready."
Jeremy giggled also at the revelation, then headed for his
own room. Quickly glancing down the hall, and seeing no one, he
made a silent dash for his room to get dressed and start on his
delayed homework. He didn't notice his mother as she sat taking
a shit in the bathroom. Mary had been coming back into the house
from out in the garden, when she had felt her stomach cramping
and had made a mad dash for the bathroom just in time to get her
panties down before the quick bout of diarrhea caused her to lose
control. She wished she had been able to shove the door shut,
and was trying to reach it with her toe, when she heard the door
to June's room open, shut, and footsteps come down the hall. She
was about to ask her daughter to close the bathroom door for her,
when she shut her mouth with a snap. It wasn't June. It was her
son, moving fast down the hall without looking to either side.
For the second he was in view, she stared. The teenager was
completely naked, and it was obvious that her son was no longer
her "little" boy. From the size of the piece of meat dangling
between his legs, she was sure that he would give lot's of
pleasure to some lucky little girl, when he got older.
A sudden chill ran down her spine. "Older? Lucky little
girl?" Her words replayed themselves in her mind as she
remembered that her "little" boy had just come from his little
sister's room, naked, and Mary knew June was still in there,
because she could hear the little tune the child sang as she got
dressed. The tune was the same one June always sang as she put
on her clothes: "Some day my prince will come." June had been
singing that song as she got dressed for years. Ever since they
had brought the video "Snow White" home, the girl had at first
sang it all day long. Finally she had slowed down enough so that
she only sang it while getting dressed. Mary used it as an
invisible marker on her child's progress every morning. She new
just when the girl was "decent" and just when she finished
putting on her shoes. Now, for instance, Mary knew the little
girl was pulling on her panties from the progression of the song.
"Pulling on her panties!" The thought burst into her mind.
And her son was naked! What *were* the two of them doing in there?
All sorts of answers flooded her mind. "Playing Doctor." "You
show me yours, and I'll show you Mine." "Mommy and Daddy, where I
put my penis in your hole." That last thought, along with the
remembrance of what Suzy had done that morning with her father
stopped her. What was she getting excited about? June was older
than she had been for her first time, and certainly much older
than Suzy. Still, the woman made a vow to herself to keep an eye
on the two siblings. She didn't want her little babies getting
hurt. She also had to admit that she was more than a little
turned on at the prospect of mating her two children. Mary
decided that she had better prepare herself for a bigger family
in the near future. With her husband busy breeding their
youngest daughter and *trying* to get the little girl pregnant, and
her older son and daughter doing Lord-knows-what, stark naked in
the little girl's bedroom, she figured that there was going to be
the patter of little feet in the house before long.
Mary thought a little longer before she left, smiling, to
make dinner. "You know, Mary," she said to herself, "this might
actually be fun!"
CHAPTER 4
Cindy gets some help from her mother
Cindy Macon was horny. This was not unusual. In fact, she
always seemed to be horny. For the past two years, ever since
her breasts had started to grow, she had been horny most of the
time. If it hadn't been for her brother, who helped her out with
his tongue and fingers at least once a day, she probably would
have been pregnant six times over. As it was, she had been able
to remain a virgin in spite of the enormous pressures for a child
of her obvious sensuality. The last 3 months had been the worst,
as she started having regular periods. Her first one had been 6
months ago, and it had caused her to get so aroused that she had
almost fucked one of the jocks who always seemed to be making
lewd passes at her. If their passes hadn't been so crude, that
they turned her more off than on, she probably wouldn't be a
virgin right now. As it was, her brother was the only man who
had ever touched her. He had showed her how to satisfy a man
with her mouth and tongue, while eating her pussy with a relish
that never seemed to diminish.
Only once, had the older boy ever gone any further. That
time, Billy had come upon his little sister, while the little
girl was pulling out her last used tampon. Billy had asked his
sister if she was "on the rag." When the little girl replied
that her monthlies had just ended, the boy proceeded to eat his
sister's creaming little pussy to about six screaming orgasms.
Billy had been jacking himself off all during the time he ate the
little girl out. While the child was lying there, weak and
spread-eagled in front of him, the boy slipped the head of his
swollen penis up into his little sister's well-lubricated young
slit, and proceeded to ejaculate wad after wad of hot slippery
incestuous cum right up inside the defenseless little girl's
unprotected young belly. The warm, sticky feeling of having her
handsome big brother's slick gelatinous sperm soaking into her
receptive young vagina, had caused Cindy to climax like never
before.
Cindy had begged her older brother to repeat the process.
Billy had refused, insisting that he didn't want to get his
little sister pregnant. He had told the girl that if she still
wanted it, to come to him when her period ended next month, and
he might do it again. Cindy had been waiting for a month now.
She had been about to tell her brother that she was ready, when
the episode in the schoolteacher's office had occurred.
Cindy's blood was about to boil from sexual arousal, and she
decided that enough was enough. Tonight, she would go to sleep
as a woman, not a scared little virgin. She knew just the person
to do the job, after that steamy episode yesterday. But first,
she had to find out about Suzy.
Nobody was surprised, when Cindy showed up at the Fisher
residence, and walked right into Suzy's bedroom without knocking.
The two girls were together so much, and Cindy slept over so
often, that it almost seemed like her own home. In fact, there
had been several humorous suggestions about giving the girl her
own room.
Suzy was lying on the bed; finger up her slit; working
herself to another orgasm. To Cindy it seemed that her cousin's
little crack was shinier that she had ever seen it before.
Oblivious to her cousin's presence, Suzy mumbled to herself as
she ticked her clit, and rammed a finger up her tiny snatch.
"Oooooh Daddy. Shoot your cum in me. Make a baby in me." The
child's obscene mumbling turned to grunts and moans as she
reached her climax. "Uhnnn. Oooh. Aaaaaahhhh!" The little
girl groaned as she finally came back to reality. "Cindy!" she
exclaimed in shock, "how long have you been here?"
"Long enough, cousin mine," Cindy gloated. "I guess you
finally got what you wanted. Didn't you?"
"I'm not supposed to tell," came the whispered response.
"You don't have to. Tell me, was it good?"
"Mmmmm," was the only reply.
"I can tell. Now guess what?"
"What?" asked Suzy, all ears now.
"I'm going to do it tonight."
"No! With who?" Suzy couldn't believe it. First her, and
now Cindy. It seemed like everything was turning to sex.
"Mr. Stockdale."
"No! I don't believe it." Suzy was aghast. "But he's our
teacher!"
"Not any more, remember. And I know just how to get him."
Cindy sounded sure of herself, even though doubts were beginning
to nag.
"Are you going to do it now?" Suzy asked.
"In a few minutes. I've got to talk to Mother first."
Cindy got to her feet. "But, I just HAD to find out about you
first. Wow! You really did it. All the way? He didn't pull
out?"
Suzy first nodded, then shook her head.
"Well, I hope you don't get pregnant," Cindy said, as she
headed out the door.
Suzy Fisher's quiet reply almost stopped her in her tracks.
"I do."
The implications of her cousins last words stirred up even
more turmoil in Cindy Macon's overheated little brain. Suzy
wanted to! Wow! She wondered if she'd have the nerve. Well,
"Que Sera Sera." If she did, she did. Now, to get her mother in
on her plan.
Bang! The screen door slammed shut as she entered the Macon
Kitchen.
"Cindy. How many times do I have to tell you. . ." Arlene
Macon was a petite woman who looked almost as young as some of
her older daughters. "What's the matter honey?" she changed
directions swiftly. Her maternal instincts were strong, and her
empathy was unbounded. She knew something was bothering her
little girl. Cindy may not have looked like a little girl, but
Arlene knew that inside she was still a barely 11 year old child.
"Mommy, You know how Billy sometimes has Marylin over for
the night?"
Arlene knew what her child was referring to. It was
something she had suggested to Marylin's parents, and they both
agreed it was better than having the two kids making out at the
drive-in, and possibly getting picked up by the police.
"Yes dear. So?" she prompted.
"I want to have a boyfriend over." The statement was flat.
Arlene sucked in her breath. She knew it would have to
happen someday. But Cindy was so young! She knew she couldn't
let the child down now, when she obviously needed her mother's
love the most.
"So, have him over." She somehow managed to get the words
out without seeming strained.
"Uh Mom?" The voice was hesitant.
"Yes dear?"
"He's an older man."
"Not married I hope?" Arlene couldn't keep the edge of fear
for her baby girl out of her voice.
"Mommy! I'm not that dumb!" the little-girl voice
continued, "It's Mr. Stockdale."
Arlene felt so relieved she almost sat down. Of all the
people she knew, the 5th-grade teacher was one of the most
attractive and kindly (outside of the classroom) men she had ever
met. She knew several of the young (and not-so-young) women
about town had set their caps for him. It was no wonder Cindy
was, to pardon the expression, "Going to take a crack at him."
She sniggered to herself at her little joke.
"I see," she said to her overeager child, "and does the poor
man know about this yet?"
"Uh, no Mom. That's where I needed your help," Cindy
blurted.
"Why don't you pull up a chair, and tell old Arlene all
about it Honey." The girl's mother picked up the ever-ready
coffee pot from the stove and sat down to listen.
Cindy sighed with relief. Her mother was going to help.
For the next hour, the older woman listened to her little
girl, as she poured out her story of frustrations and horniness.
She had already known about the child and her brother, but the
bit about the tampon was new to her.
"You had your period this week honey?" Arlene inquired
worriedly.
Cindy reassured her mother, then continued with her tale.
When she got to the part about the teacher's office and the torn
panties, her mother was wiping her eyes in sympathetic laughter.
"That poor poor man!" she snickered.
Cindy didn't hold back a thing. She told her mother about
Suzy's bet, and what she thought the probable outcome was.
Finally she got down to the point. "Mom. I'm so frustrated.
Suzy's getting what she wants, though it might take a while.
Billy's getting his rocks off in Marylin almost every night.
Listening to you and dad every morning makes me want to scream.
If I don't get laid for real, I'll probably take Joe up on his
offer."
Joe Jackson, (J. J. to his friends, of which there were
few.) was a crude oaf of a boy in the 7th grade who was always
bragging about the girls he had laid, and how he never used a
rubber. His swaggering bullying manner turned off most of the
girls, but Cindy knew that a few were turned on by it. In fact,
there was a rumor that more than one of his "girlfriends" had
turned up pregnant, and had to get an abortion. Nobody could
imagine any girl in her right mind wanting to keep *his* baby. A
couple of times, he had slobbered at Cindy, and once he had even
offered to teach both Cindy and her cousin Suzy "the Fact's of
Life," and "How to make a baby." The offer had so disgusted
Cindy that she hadn't felt like eating that night.
Arlene smiled. She knew her daughter better than that!
Still, she obviously needed help, and knew where she wanted it
from. "I'll take care of everything dear."
"Oh Mom." The sigh of relief seemed to fill the house.
"Now you get ready for your 'date' dear, and I'll take care
of John Stockdale." Arlene shooed her wayward child out of the
kitchen as she reached for the phone.
It seemed like eternity, even though it only took 3 rings
before the click in the receiver told Arlene that someone was on
the other end of the line.
"Stockdale," came the firm response.
"John, This is Arlene Macon. Yes, Cindy's mother. Are you
busy tonight?"
Cindy snuck back to the hall where she could hear the one-
sided conversation.
"Well could you break it? Something has come up."
A pause.
"Yes I know. Cindy told me something that happened
yesterday after school, and I think that we should take care of
the matter."
Pause.
"No, it can't be done over the phone."
Pause.
"Fine, I'll expect you at 6 O'clock for dinner."
Pause.
"Yes, for dinner. Be on time."
Pause.
"Oh, and one more thing."
Pause.
"Bring a toothbrush. You'll be spending the night."
With that there was a 'click,' and Arlene turned to her
gleeful child who was no longer even pretending to hide in the
hall.
"Well! I bet that got his curiosity up!" Arlene smiled at
her offspring. "Now to take care of your Father."
Arlene proceeded to the bedroom where her husband was
reading on the bed, and shut the door.
Cindy snuck down after her, and listened intently. All she
could hear were mumbles, punctuated by an occasional loud
exclamation of: "She WHAT!" "NO!" "But she's just a baby!"
"Who?" "I will not!" And finally: "Ok. OK! I give up. You
win!" followed by more mumbles, then giggles. Shortly, the
unmistakable squeaking of bedsprings, told Cindy what was now
taking place. A moment later, the door suddenly popped open, and
Cindy was confronted by her naked father. He had a nice 7-inch
cock, just slightly bigger than her brother's, and a gob of white
sticky stuff obscenely welled from the tip.
"Well, If you're going to spy, you might as well have a good
seat," he grunted, as he pointed to the chair alongside the bed.
He turned the beam of his infectious smile on her to take the
sting away. Cindy sat on the indicated chair with a thump.
"How. How, could you tell?" she finally got the breath to
inquire.
This brought snickers from both parties on the bed.
"Watch," instructed her Father, as he got up again and
brushed by the girl on his way out of the bedroom. A sticky glob
of his cum smeared the child's cheek as his cock was rubbed
across it.
George Macon went outside and closed the bedroom door.
"Look," said Arlene, pointing at the bottom of the door-frame.
There was a quarter-inch strip of light at the bottom of the
door. A shadow halfway across showed where the girl's father's
feet blocked the light. "We could always tell," Arlene told her
girl. Cindy was mortified.
"That's Ok honey. We didn't mind," the woman reassured her
child, as her husband reentered the room and proceeded to mount
his wife in full view of their astonished little girl.
Pretty soon the woman was climaxing violently on the bed.
The thought of her little girl watching made her cum fast.
George Macon, on the other hand, had already ejaculated once
in the petite little woman, and wasn't ready to cum again so
soon. "Come here," he said, motioning to the girl, sitting on
the bed in front of him. "Show me what your brother has been
teaching you."
Cindy eagerly complied. Taking her father's big penis in
her hot little hands, she began licking the cum off the tip.
Then, swirling her tongue around a big glob of sperm that oozed
up out of the piss-hole, she swabbed it all over the now
thoroughly erect member and proceeded to swallow her father's
cock. Up and down, up and down she sucked while moving her
tongue back and forth, sticking it in the slit at the end to lap
up the gobs of pre-cum that kept oozing out. She couldn't wait
for her father to cum in her mouth.
"Wait. Stop!" The girl's father pulled her off his already
spasming cock. "I don't want to cum yet."
Cindy stopped to lick one last glob of sperm off the tip of
his prick. "I wanted you to cum," she pouted.
"In a bit. Now just lie back on the bed here."
"Huh?"
"Take off your dress Honey, lie down, and let me look at
you," he amplified.
Cindy skinned her short dress off over her head, and slid
her panties off in record time. Spreading her legs, she lay
there open, for her father's inspection. George pulled apart the
lips of his little daughter's almost hairless slit and looked
inside. Slick and wet, a bubble of clear liquid started to well
out of the tiny hole. His daughter was ready to fuck all right.
He envied the man who was about to take her virginity. Still, he
could taste her, even if he wasn't to be the first to fuck her.
He lowered his head and swabbed the little-girl-slit with his
tongue. It was like a bomb went off when his tongue touched the
little nubbin at the top.
"Waaaauuugh" The buildup had been too much for Cindy. She
climaxed violently. The wracking spasms of her body kept pushing
her crotch at her father. The man kept licking and sucking until
the child slowly stopped her wild gyrations. When Cindy regained
her composure, she found that her father was no longer licking
her slit, but instead had pushed a finger two knuckles deep into
her vagina and was probing for her hymen.
George enjoyed the feeling of his child's vagina sucking and
squeezing on his finger. Finally, after about 2 inches had gone
in, he encountered an obstruction.
"Ow!" said Cindy. She really was a virgin!
"Just checking," her father said. "I don't want you to get
hurt if your hymen is too tough when you get fucked tonight." He
continued probing until he had assured himself that the child's
virginity was not only intact, but from the feel of it, thin
enough and with a slight tear in the center, no problem for a
really stiff cock.
"Get fucked tonight. Her Father was going to let her. He
didn't want her to get hurt." The man's words went round and
round in her head. Her Father loved her! And she loved him too,
she realized.
"Daddy, don't you want to. . ." She pointed down at his
erect member, now dripping pre-cum on the carpet. "Put it inside
me?" she finished.
"That's for your 'boyfriend,'" her father explained.
"Still, your mother says you and your brother. . ." He looked at
his little girl speculatively.
Cindy nodded.
Accepting his little girl's acquiescence, George took his
engorged cock and put the drooling tip right up against the
entrance to his daughter's open vagina. Drops of pre-cum
lubricated the head of his engorged weapon as he swabbed it up
and down in the sensuous little girl's almost hairless slit.
Each time his penis reached the entrance to the child's spasming
little hole, he would push the tip of his cock in, and let a
bubble of slippery fluid be injected into the receptive belly of
the nubile young girl.
"George! You're going to get that little girl pregnant,"
his wife admonished him.
"It's OK, Daddy," Cindy reassured him.
Ok for what? For him to cum in her, or for him to get her
pregnant? George decided that whichever it was, the chance was
worth it. "Here it comes, honey," he exclaimed; as he pushed the
head of his turgid penis into the tight ring at the entrance to
his sexy young daughter's tight little vagina. There was a
slight popping sensation, then he felt the muscles of his
pubescent child's vagina clasping and squeezing the head of his
cock. The sensations were exquisite. His penis, looking like a
hose connecting 2 fireplugs, spasmed and sent a thick sticky glob
of sperm into his diminutive offspring's clutching young belly.
Cindy loved it. After her previous orgasm, to have her own
handsome father squirting his warm sticky semen inside her hungry
vagina, soothed the aching in her tummy she had felt all day.
The tiny risk of pregnancy just added to the thrill. "C'mon
Daddy, Squirt some more. Let me feel your cum." she requested.
The clasping of the juvenile vagina around the tip of her
parent's penis was the last straw for George. His distended cock
inflated tremendously, and began sending torrents of slick greasy
sperm into the swelling belly of his surprised little girl.
Squirt after squirt. Cindy was amazed at how much cum her father
had for her. She felt her tiny little tunnel being stretched by
the pressure of her father's squirting sperm, and still the man
kept spasming, as his balls emptied themselves into the squeezing
little belly of his sexy young daughter. Cindy wrapped her hot
little fingers around her father's cock. Now the young girl
could feel each separate bulge of her own father's potent sperm,
as it worked its way up the tube on the bottom of his penis, and
then expanded the head, before being injected into her distended
little belly.
"Cum in me Daddy. Squirt your hot sticky Daddy-cum in
Cindy's little belly." Arlene climaxed as she heard the obscene
words come from her daughter's lips, while she watched her
husband frantically trying to inseminate their little girl.
"Mmmmm Daddy. I like that," Cindy said, as she felt her
father working about an inch of his cock in and out of her tiny
little slit, trying to milk the last greasy curds of hazardous
baby-making sperm up into his own diminutive young daughter's
virginal 11-year-old belly. Cindy reached down and grasped the
base of her father's virile penis, and then with a sensual
milking motion, proceeded to strip the last lingering globs of
incestuous sperm up through the tube on the bottom and into her
eagerly accepting vagina. The sensations, as each last greasy
curd expanded the head of the man's penis, and then exited into
the welcoming young belly of his not-even-12 year old daughter,
were incredible.
"It must be something about breeding your own kid," George
thought. Then he had a touch of horror, as he realized he might
have done just that. Still, knowing that his daughter had taken
his sperm willingly, and wouldn't be upset if he did get her
pregnant, made George love the little girl more than he would
previously have conceived. He thought he had loved his little
girl before, but now he knew that it had been just a shadow of
what was possible.
As the last greasy dollop of semen squirted from the head of
his penis, into the clasping young vagina of his own sexy little
daughter, George Macon's cock began to shrink. The head of his
swollen cock was still trapped in his daughter's tight little
vagina; the muscles at the entrance wouldn't let it go. The
contractions of his own child's pussy, squeezing the head of his
penis, felt so good; he didn't want to withdraw. Still, all good
things must end. "I'm going to pull out now," he warned.
"George, Wait!" The frantic cry from his wife stopped the
exit of the father's cock from his offspring's belly, and he
paused while Cindy continued to milk the tip of his now
diminished penis with her squeezing vagina. Shortly, Arlene
returned from the hall with a large towel, which she placed
underneath the incestuously coupled duo.
"There! Now you won't get it all over the bed and carpet,"
she said, as she watched the father and daughter uncouple.
As George's penis left his daughters' vagina, it was like
pulling a plug. A gush of white sticky sperm came flooding out
and soaking into the towel. Cindy's belly felt empty. She had
loved the warm feeling of her father's slippery sperm filling her
vagina, and now it was all running out.
"Oh Daddy, I wish I could keep it all inside," she moaned,
as the torrent subsided and all she felt was a slight trickle of
her father's sticky cum soaking into her immature young womb.
Arlene Macon clucked as she helped clean up the ravished
vagina of her young daughter. "All I can say is: You took quite
a chance young lady, especially with that man of yours, coming
over for dinner. Who's baby are you going to have anyway?"
Cindy blushed beet red. "Nobody's. At least not right now.
I'm pretty safe."
"Uh Huh. Cindy, do you know what the medical term is for
girls like you, who rely on the rhythm method?" Arlene asked her
daughter.
"No, What."
"Mothers."
"Oh. Oh! I see what you mean. Does that mean I can't have
Mr. Stockdale 'do it' in me? I wanted to feel his cum inside me,
the first time."
Arlene looked seriously at her young daughter and replied,
"do what you must. I just want you to be aware of what might
happen."
"Oh, I am Mommy, I am." Cindy shivered at the thought. She
might already be pregnant. And by her own Father! Then she
shivered at an even more deliciously scary thought. Tonight, she
was going to try again. All night long. And with Mr. Stockdale!
"God, I hope I don't get pregnant." She shivered. The
thought of having a baby was scary, but a little exciting too.
"You'll be pretty safe," her mother reassured her, "at least
for about a week. Then you'd better cool it." Arlene's advice,
though somewhat at odds with her earlier statement, made sense to
Cindy.
"Ok Mom," she said, as she got up to take a shower. Cindy
left the room stretching her naked body to work out the kinks,
never noticing the large glob of sperm that dribbled out of her
puffy slit, and ran obscenely down her leg. She felt so good!
She didn't realize the perfect spectacle she made of herself as a
freshly fucked young girl, but her parents did.
"Wow, did you see that?!" Arlene called her husband's
attention, but he had already noticed, and his cock started to
rise again, even after all the abuse it had received.
Arlene decided that she had better make use of it before it
vanished, and before she was all the way to the bathroom, Cindy
heard the now familiar squeaking of the bed, along with loving
murmurs of: "Child-raping, daughter-fucker." "Horny slut."
"Incestuous pedofile." "Child-procuring Madam." The murmurs
died down, as the action got faster. There was a peak of
activity, just before Cindy turned on the shower, and she heard
the final murmurs. These were almost inaudible; but she had
heard them so many times before, she could recognize them from
the tone, if not the content. "I love you, Honey." "I love you
too, Dear."
Cindy finished her shower and prepared for her 'date'. She
wondered how Mr. Stockdale was going to respond.
CHAPTER 5
Cindy and the hot-tub
"Mommy, I don't know what to dooo!" The little-girl wail
was at complete odds with the spectacle of the half-naked woman-
child figure, with a towel wrapped around its waist that filled
the doorway.
"I can't just come out and ask him. What if he says no?"
The child's torment was obvious.
"I thought you said he wants to," the older woman replied.
"I can tell he wants to. He can still say no. He might be
afraid." The cause of her child's distress was now obvious.
"Come here dear. I've got an Idea." Arlene held out her
arms to the distressed child. "Now listen. He can't say no, if
he never gets asked. Now here's what we're going to do." She
started to whisper into the little girl's ear as Cindy had
plopped down naked in her mother's lap, dropping the towel as her
head started bobbing up and down. Pretty soon, giggles started
to shake the girl, while her swelling little breasts bobbed up
and down deliciously.
"Aren't you going to tell us too?" asked Billy Macon,
enjoying the spectacle of his naked little sister's bobbing
breasts. His Father had already explained to him about his
sister's 'date,' and he couldn't wait to see how she brought it
off. The three of them had been sitting around the kitchen table
discussing the upcoming evening when Cindy's spectacular entrance
had stopped them.
"No, You men, will just have to watch and see." Arlene was
adamant. "Your reactions will be more genuine that way." "Just
remember to act as if this was all perfectly natural, and it
happens every day." "And stop ogling your sister's boobs!" "It
isn't as if you never saw them before," she finished, in mock
disgust.
At this, Cindy brazenly stuck out her aroused semi-developed
breasts at her brother, and wiggled them provocatively. The
older boy got up; calmly walked over to the naked little girl;and
gave each jiggling mound a long sucking kiss. Then said with a
smirk, as he left the room just ahead of his mother's swat,
"They're nice boobs Sis." His voice blended into the slam of the
screen door, "But I've seen better."
"He has too," the exasperated, but loving voice of his
mother continued, "That Marylin!"
Both of the other two remaining occupants of the room
started snickering. Marylin and her boobs. It was funny, yet
almost tragic, the way Billy's 16-year old girlfriend was mainly
noticed for her breasts. Most men never even saw her pretty
face, or her petite little body. The teenager's breasts stuck
out like cannons in front of her. Only 16, and she already wore
a 44D bra. Even Dolly Parton didn't look so top-heavy. Of
course, it didn't help, that the sexually obsessed teenybopper
wore tight sweaters, or tiny bikini-tops to emphasize her
overdevelopment.
The sex-bomb had gone through a string of boyfriends, and
even older men with an abandon that had rocked the neighborhood
for a year. Once, there had even been rumors of a charge of
statutory-rape against one of the married men down the street.
It wasn't until the nymphet had settled on Billy as her semi-
permanent stud-in-waiting, that the hoorah started to die down.
It seemed that his nonchalance, and willingness to put up with
her promiscuous ways kept her coming back, as she had never done
for any of the other boys. Billy knew that one man would never
be enough for the sex-obsessed teenager, and was happy that she
preferred him as her primary source of satisfaction. He could
feel the love developing between the two of them, and knew if he
just bided his time, she would probably say, "Yes," when he asked
her to marry him. In the mean time: "Since he was already
getting the milk free, why buy the cow?" It was a standard
family joke made even more funny by Marylin's oversized mammarys.
Tonight, Marylin would be joining them for dinner, but the
two would stay at her parents' house that night. Sometimes they
slept in Billy's room, and sometimes at her place. Her parents
had long-ago given up on controlling their child's sexual
excesses, and were relatively relieved to see her confining most
of her sexual activity to just one partner. Billy was almost as
welcome at her house, as at his own, because they saw in him a
possible permanent solution.
At the moment, Billy was on his way to pick up Marylin for
dinner at his house, then back to hers, for a night of sleeping
together. If they actually got any sleep that is. The boy had
left early, because Marylin had promised him a 'quickie' if he
hurried.
Arlene sighed to herself. Her "little" boy, was almost as
oversexed as the blond bombshell he was screwing. Look what he
had done with his innocent little sister. She started giggling
at the new train of thought, as she considered what the
"innocent" little girl was planning. Well, maybe not so
innocent.
John Stockdale was sweating as he reached out to push the
button beside the door. He glanced at his watch. Precisely 2
minutes to 6. The man considered waiting another minute or two
to be exactly on time. He hated it when guests showed up early
at his house. Finally, he decided that by the time the doorbell
was answered, and introductions had been made, the point would be
moot. "BING! bong," went the bell, and the door jumped open
startling him. Cindy had been following her mother's
instructions, and was soaking in the hot-tub ready to jump out
when the family had announced the arrival of his car. She had
jumped out of the tub, and had been waiting, dripping, on the
hallway floor, for him to press the button. It had seemed like
an incredibly long 2 minutes.
The handsome man was almost floored by the vision that
appeared in the doorway. The girl, ("No, make that woman," he
thought.) framed in the light of the lowering sun was almost
naked. She had obviously just gotten out of some kind of pool,
because her hair was soaked, and dangling in strings, and she
wore a tiny bikini that didn't hide a single one of her charms.
The two tiny, almost transparent, triangles that covered her
budding breasts were plastered down, and John could see each
erect nipple through the gauzy wet cloth. The third triangle
vanished into the crack of her pouting vagina; actually inside
the lips, instead of covering them. (Her mother had worked hard,
to get just the right effect.) The result was overpowering. She
would have been a lot less desirable looking if she had been
merely naked.
"Oh Mr. Stockdale!" Cindy exclaimed. The nubile young girl
jumped at him with childlike glee, and wrapping her wet arms
around his neck, and gave him an open mouthed kiss that made the
one he had gotten the other day seem like one from a maiden aunt.
She pushed her lively little tongue between his teeth, and almost
down his throat, then wiggled her wet squirmy body so close that
he felt she had been plastered to his front. He had to put his
arms around the squirming child to keep his balance. The man's
arms automatically wrapped themselves around the excited little
girl, and he couldn't help but be turned on by the feeling of her
wet naked skin. It had been a long time, since he had a naked
woman in his arms, and never one so young and eager. Being
handsome had its advantages, but never had a woman (Child, he
corrected himself as he remembered her age.) come onto him like
this.
All of a sudden, her age, the reason he had been called
over, and the situation as it must look to her family caused him
to break out in a cold sweat. He was dead! His school-teaching
career was finished. They'd probably lock him up and throw away
the key until he was so old he wouldn't know what to do with a
woman, let alone be able to fuck one.
Cindy felt the man go stiff with shock in her arms. "Now
what's wrong?" she thought. "What's wrong?" she put the thought
into words.
"Your parents!" the desperate man gasped.
John managed to hold onto a ray of hope. Maybe nobody had
noticed. The faint glimmer died when he saw an older woman at
the head of the stairs. She had obviously been watching the
reaction her offspring's attire and activity had been causing.
Catching the man's eye, she smiled, and John almost fainted with
relief. Her mother wasn't angry! In fact, she seemed almost
pleased as she ushered her guest into the living room with a
volley of words:
"Well why don't you invite the poor man in Cindy?"
"Shame on you. Don't you have any manners?"
"You must be John Stockdale. I see you and Cindy know each
other" This last with a sparkle in her eyes and voice that left
the man wondering. Didn't she mind?
The woman was still fairly good looking for her forty years.
Time seemed to have gone easy on the fair skin and sensuous body.
The woman's continuous friendly chatter gathered up her errant
child and soon-to-be lover and deposited the two of them, alone,
in the little girl's bedroom, without John Stockdale ever being
able to figure out later, how it was done.
"Now you two sit right down here, and discuss your problem,
while I finish fixing dinner." The woman exited through the
door, and he heard the latch click. The silence was deafening.
"Our problem?" he finally managed to inquire.
"Well, My problem actually." The girl looked up at him
hopefully.
"Uh?" he encouraged.
"I'm a virgin."
"So?" John Stockdale was not one to be pushed.
"So, I want you help me not-be one."
The older man felt his ears turning red. Alone in a room
with a nubile young girl who wanted him to take her virginity was
every man's wet-dream, but this was unheard of! He temporized.
"You What?" he exclaimed.
"I want you to make love to me. Take my virginity. Pop my
cherry. Bust my hymen. Tap my. . .," she seemed about to
continue, when he interrupted:
"Ok. I get the message." He paused. "Your parents would
kill me."
"Mr. Stockdale." He got the feeling he was an idiot child
being addressed by an adult.
"Yes." If he was going to be addressed as a child, he would
answer as one.
"Who's bedroom are we in?"
"Yours."
"You're a man, I'm a woman, well girl," she amended.
He looked at her and had to agree again. Very definitely
female.
"I'm almost naked right?"
John had to agree. Almost was right!
"Who brought us here?"
"Your mother." The light was beginning to dawn.
"Did you hear the door lock when Mommy left?"
He had, and he could now see where this conversation was
heading.
"You may not have noticed, but we passed Daddy in the hall.
Did you see him?"
He shook his head.
"Well he was there, and he saw US," she emphasized. "Now,
for the sixty four thousand dollar question." She paused.
"What?" He couldn't help himself. He had to find out what
she was getting at.
"How many Chaperones, do you see in this in this room?"
"You don't mean?" It was too much; he choked.
"Mommy and Daddy know I chose you. They want my first time
to be nice, Not some hurried 'wham, bam, thank-you-mam' in the
back seat of a jalopy. They like you. More important, they
trust you. Do you know what I mean?"
He did, but another thought occurred. This had happened
before.
"Cindy, you don't expect me to marry you do you?" He had to
ask. Other women had tried the same trap, and her age didn't
mean she was safe.
Cindy gave him a smile that warmed the whole room like the
sun coming out.
"John. Do you mind if I call you John, now that I'm no
longer in your class?"
"Please do."
"John," she savored the word. "If, when I get older, you
decided you wanted me to spend the rest of my life with you, and
asked me to, I might say yes. Right now, I'm just a horny young
virgin, who wants to get laid, and you're the man I picked for
the job. No more, No less."
"That's quite an honor in itself," he replied, shook by the
child's wisdom.
"Then you will?" Cindy held her breath.
"I'll do my best."
At these quiet words, Cindy exploded with glee. Wrapping
her nearly naked body around the man, she began covering him with
kisses and hugs so that he felt nearly smothered. Responding
freely this time, he ran his big hands all over her squirming
little body. Feeling her nubile young tits, and running his hand
down her flat little belly and slipping his finger into the crack
between her legs. The feel of her soft naked skin was enough to
drive a man wild.
The man was about to pull off the girl's bikini, when there
was an interruption.
"Supper's ready, you two in there." The gruff voice
obviously belonged to the girl's father.
"Just a minute Daddy!" The child's voice was two octaves
higher.
"This'll have to do for now," Cindy said, as she snuggled
her near naked body up to his and gave him a last tongue-sucking
kiss that made his hair stand on end.
"Wow! When she gets a little older!" he thought, then
gathered his mysteriously unbuttoned pants back together as they
made themselves presentable for dinner. He watched as Cindy
slipped into a baby-doll nightie that, if anything, made her look
sexier than just the bikini alone.
Noticing his glance, she reassured him, "don't worry. It's
just Family."
"Some family," was his thought, as the barely dressed little
girl led him out the door, and into the kitchen where dinner was
just getting underway.
That evening, John knew he would remember every minute of,
until the day he died. He would probably dream of it when he was
lying in his coffin. The thing that impressed him most, was the
very ordinariness. The way everybody acted as if there was
absolutely nothing unusual going on.
The first thing he noticed, was all the reassuring smiles
everybody gave him, as the welcome chatter of the effusive woman
led him over to the crowded table and ushered him into a chair
where Cindy was squeezed in alongside. Everyone seemed genuinely
glad to see him, and he couldn't detect a trace of phoniness in
their cordial greetings.
"Hi Mr. Stockdale." This was from a 16 year old boy ("Young
man," he corrected himself.) John recognized from his class of 5
years ago. Now he placed the boy (man) as Cindy's older brother.
The teenager grinned at him, then gave an even bigger approving
smile at his Cindy. Cindy smiled back as she snuggled closer.
A second, "Hello Mr. Stockdale," directed his attention to
the woman who was sitting next to his former student. What a
woman! If Cindy was dressed to arouse, this woman was a walking
invitation to rape. The first thing you noticed (couldn't help
but notice) was her enormously overdeveloped breasts. These
topped a petite little body that seemed to exude sex. The hips
were wiggled at him with a sensual promise that implied,
"Anything you see, that you like, you can have." He rethought
his earlier estimate. It would be impossible to rape someone who
was that obviously willing. This incredible body was encased in
a miniskirt that seemed to have been painted on. The skirt was
so short, John realized he would be able to see the indentation
of the woman's slit in her panties, even when she stood up. As
for when she sat down. . . John felt himself get hot under the
collar. The dress must have been cut to exact fit, because her
enormous breasts stretched the fabric without a wrinkle. He
realized he could make out the bumps of nipples through the
fabric. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra, even with that
exaggerated bosom.
John was finally able to force his popping eyeballs above
the woman's neckline, and received a shock. This wasn't a woman.
It was just a girl! He recognized the attractive face of the
teenager from the same class as Billy Macon, and wondered what
she was doing there.
"Don't mind Marylin," came the admonition from his table
partner. "She fucks everybody. . . Can't help it. If you ever
need a piece, just call Marylin." This astonishing morsel of
advice from the girl who so obviously had a crush on him just
about floored John. He looked over at the girls face above the
twin cannons that were now directed at him. The huge mammarys of
the girl swayed as she made a "mew" of her face at Cindy, then
nodded to confirm the younger girl's statement.
John's embarrassment was cut short by two squeaky "Hi Mr.
Stockdale."'s from his left. It was obvious that the two
children sitting next to him, were not only brother and sister,
but miniature versions of Billy and Cindy. He suddenly realized
that he was looking at 2 of his prospective students for the next
2 years. As he gravely said hello, the 10 and 9-year-old
youngsters lapsed into embarrassed silence. After all, what do
you say to the teacher whose class everybody seemed to dread, but
who turned a smile like that on you?
The schoolteacher ("Turned child-rapist," he thought to
himself.) next turned to meet the person he had been dreading.
The girl's father.
George Macon knew what was going on in the man's mind by the
trapped-bird look the nervous pedagogue threw his way. "The
man's trying desperately to smile," was his thought. He knew if
he didn't put the man at his ease, his daughter's night would be
ruined, and it would be his fault. "Well," he thought, as he
approached the other man with a welcome smile, and a warm
outstretched hand, "my oversexed daughter *does* have good taste in
men."
George put the thought into words, smiled at the man's
raised eyebrows, and spoke the other thought that had been in his
mind all evening, "Just don't hurt my little girl." This caution
was given in such a friendly positive manner, that John felt
complimented, as well as warned.
The friendly, chattering woman made it clear that she was
Cindy's mother, as she seated everyone, and started to serve
dinner.
Dinner was a warm comfortable meal where everybody helped
themselves. There was a constant background chatter about school
activities being wrapped-up, friend's vacations being planned,
and other beginning-of-summer activities. The roasted chicken
was crisp on the outside, and hot and juicy on the inside. The
potatoes were real mashed potatoes with a wonderful homemade
chicken gravy. Everyone kept pressing him to: "Have some more of
this," and "Won't you try some of that," until John felt like he
was at his mother's house during one of her famous holiday feeds.
During the entire meal, Cindy clung to his side, and while she
joined in the friendly chatter, he noticed that she spent most of
the time either listening, or just resting her head on his
shoulder. All of a sudden, it seemed like he was doing the right
thing by being here, instead of just indulging himself in some
dirty-old-man's fantasy. He wrapped his arm around the sexy
little girl, and enjoyed the warmth of her body as she snuggled
into his caress. The other people at the table smiled at him,
and he could feel the wave of approval at his loosening up. He
decided, "If these people didn't mind. He shouldn't either."
At this, the last bit of tenseness left him; and he began to
use his considerable diplomacy to be not only welcome in this
extraordinary house, but to try to fit in. He started by
befriending the two shy children on his left. After a short
while, he had the two youngsters giggling over a story about 2
fish and a bear, his own father used to tell him when he was
their age. Next, he turned his attention on Cindy's mother, and
won her heart by begging for a copy of the recipe for the chicken
gravy that he had liked so much. The two teenagers, he
ingratiated by telling a story about the school picnic 5 years
ago that filled in the missing pieces of what, to the children of
that class, had been a mystery.
"Do you mean to tell me, that that's why there weren't any
French-fries," snickered Marylin.
"Well, we couldn't use the grease after that, you know," he
replied.
"Mrs. Johnson must have been mortified. I always wondered
why she moved to Arizona." Billy was amused, but a little sad
also. After all, Mrs. Johnson had been one of his favorite
teachers. He had once had a terrific crush on the pretty young
teacher, and it had been a blow when she had moved out of state.
John Stockdale turned his attention to the man sitting at
the head of the table.
George Macon was amused. He had been watching the progress
of his daughter's paramour's attention proceed around the table.
As the pedagogue gave each person his attention, George could see
the care he took, and his admiration for the man increased. By
the time John had focused his attention on him, he prepared
himself to be wowed.
Instead of speaking, John just looked at George, raised his
eyebrows to show he knew his efforts were appreciated, and
returned his attentions to the comely wench whose machinations
had started this wild scenario. The "wench" was delighted. Her
handsome soon-to-be lover, had made friends with her whole
family, and was obviously pleased with her as well. She shivered
with delight, as she remembered how her mother had planned the
rest of the evening.
John Stockdale got up from his seat at the table. His
stomach groaned. He hadn't eaten this well since his mother's
thanksgiving feast. He started to gather up his dirty dishes,
and help with the cleanup, but Arlene Macon would have none of
it. "Now you go out in the living room, and take care of that
little girl," she admonished him. As he moved to comply, the
little woman hauled him to one side and whispered in his ear,
"The poor girl has never had a date before. Now you do it up
right, make like a young boy trying to get his date all hot and
bothered without her family noticing. Seduce the girl. We'll
all play along."
At this point, Arlene announced to the family that: "Mr.
Stockdale will sleep in Cindy's room tonight, as the bed is
bigger. Cindy, you use your brother's room. He's visiting
Marylin tonight and won't be using it." She returned her
attentions to the mismatched couple standing by the living room
door.
"Now you two youngsters go in there, and have a good time.
Cindy, you shouldn't still be wearing that swimsuit, go get
decent," she chattered, as she ushered her offspring back to her
bedroom to "Get decent," and John to an overstuffed love-seat
that was placed back-to-back with a full-sized couch that faced
the large television in the living room. From her 40-year
vantage point, the 16 year difference in their ages was not that
great. They were both "youngsters" to her.
From that moment on, the rest of the night seemed like one
long wet dream to the sexually deprived teacher. A wet dream
that he couldn't wake up from. If it had been any normal wet
dream, he knew he would have woken up with the solution to his
problem all over his hand in the first 20 minutes.
First, Cindy returned from her bedroom, wearing the same
short dress she had been wearing the previous day. Only this
time, she wore no pantyhose. She joined him on the couch,
snuggled up to him with a sensual wiggle, and gave him a kiss
that never seemed to end. John emerged from the kiss with a
gasp.
"We'd better cool it Cindy, Your parents might notice." He
decided to follow Arlene's advice, and play along.
"They won't notice, they're watching TV," whispered Cindy
right back, getting into the game. "Besides, it's too dark over
here for them to see anything."
John took a look around. Cindy was right. The rest of the
family was watching some loud drama on the large television set,
and if they wanted to look over at Cindy and her "date," they
would have to really crane their necks. He also noticed the
lighting was arranged so that he and Cindy were in almost
complete darkness, while anyone looking at them would be looking
into the glare of the bulb that provided the sparse illumination
in the living room. It was almost as if someone had set up the
room to make it easy for a girl to be seduced by her boyfriend
there. (It had. Arlene had spent 2 hours adjusting the
furniture angles to get it just right.)
The man reached for the girl, and wrapped his arm around her
waist, up under her dress, just below her blossoming breasts.
Cindy gave a delighted squeal, and kissed him again, as his
fingers reached her bra-less bosom.
"Did you say something Cindy?" came the inquiry from the
couch.
"No Mama," came the more subdued reply, "just talking to
John here." She tried hard to keep from squealing again, as the
man's warm hand started massaging her oversensitive breasts right
underneath her skimpy little dress. Well, two could play at that
game. She started massaging the front of his trousers with her
hand.
"Unnnh." John couldn't hold back the groan, and they both
glanced to see if the sound had attracted more attention from the
other side of the room. Not apparently.
For the next hour, the two lovers "made out" on the love
seat. They cuddled, and smooched, and he played with her breasts
till the aureoles were red and swollen. He "felt her up" between
the legs, and slid a digit in and out while she pretended to try
to squirm away from his "immodest" advances. She responded by
reaching in his pants, and fondling his organ until it was so
swollen that even with it pointing straight up his belly, inside
his pants, the tip was almost exposed at the top of his belt.
Once, after checking to make sure nobody was looking, she pulled
his belt down an inch, so she could kiss the tip, and wiggle her
tongue in the slit. It took all of John's willpower to keep from
exploding hot sticky sperm all over the excited child's face and
his own pants. Mostly the two just kissed. "Kissing" was almost
an insult to the ability of the girl, however. John didn't know
who had taught the child to kiss. (It was her brother.) He was
just grateful to be the one on whom she wanted to use her
expertise. Her warm soft mouth would cover his, while she licked
his teeth, and the inside of his mouth. She would then stick her
tongue in his mouth and twine her tongue around his. Sometimes
she would suck his tongue into her mouth, and sometimes she would
shove her lively little tongue almost down his throat. All of
this, while hugging and cuddling with him in a manner guaranteed
to get a rise out of a stone statue.
It was almost a relief, when there was a "Bang!" from the
screen door in the kitchen announcing the return of Billy and
Marylin. It seemed that relatives had come to visit at Marylin's
house and, with her room occupied by two cousins, she and Billy
would not have the privacy she required. Arlene "solved" the bed
mix-up, by announcing loudly, "Cindy, you'll just have to sleep
on the couch tonight."
This interruption, spoiled the setting, so Arlene suggested
that they all take a soak in the hot-tub.
John had noticed the hot tub, when he came into the house,
but had been too distracted up to now, to realize that it was
where his young "date" had been lying in wait.
"But I didn't bring a swimsuit," he pleaded.
"Oh don't be silly. You don't need one," came from the
older woman, as she calmly stripped in front of everyone and
proceeded to climb naked into the swirling water.
Cindy was already shrugging out of her dress; and he heard
two loud cries of glee as two naked children dashed down the
stairs and splashed into the large tub. As the two kids dashed
by him, he was shocked when he noticed Cindy's younger brother,
Mike. The little boy had the schlong of an adult! Little Ginny
looked like any other little 9-year-old girl, beautiful face,
with kind of a wistful expression on it, no breasts, or hips to
speak of, and just a tiny hairless slit was visible before the
two children vanished into the swirling water of the hot-tub.
"Well, When in Rome," he said, as he removed his pants, and
followed the vision of loveliness down the stairs to the big
redwood tub set deep in the floor. He lowered himself into the
hot water, and then nearly jumped out again. The feeling of
Cindy, rubbing her slippery naked skin against his, while she
slithered up alongside him and nibbled on his ear, almost made
his hair stand on end.
The girl snuggled up to him; rubbed her slippery young
breasts against him; and cooed in his ear, "Look at Marylin.
Isn't she just a sight?"
He pulled his attention away from his own reactions, and
looked up to see what Cindy was talking about. It really was
quite a sight. Marylin Summers was about to enter the tub naked.
Her mammoth breasts stuck out in front of her even without a bra
to support them. She was showing off her body to each of the
men, as she pushed her oversized frontal development at each of
them. "Marylin, Don't," pleaded Billy, embarrassed at his
girlfriend's actions. The girl gave him a big pout, but
subsided, and pushed through the water to where she could sit on
his lap. John thought for a second, that the girl actually sat
right down so her boyfriend's penis went up inside her, but
decided it was an illusion caused by the swirling water. He had
enough problems with his own penis, and the lovely young thing
squirming in his lap had caused it to slip up between her legs
where she occasionally would reach down in the water and give it
a squeeze with her bare hand. Nobody seemed to notice.
John glanced over at Marylin again. The older girl was
sitting there with a peaceful look on her face, as though she was
enjoying something, while Billy had an almost strangled look on
his. John wondered what the self-admitted sex-bomb was doing to
the boy under the cover of the bubbling water. Whatever it was,
nobody else seemed to notice. Shortly, Marylin got out of the
water, grabbed a towel and headed up the stairs, leaving Billy
looking bushed as he relaxed in the foamy waters.
The rush and bubble of the water were beginning to remind
John of something. "Uh Cindy. Don't." Her touch was too much
on his suddenly oversensitive cock. "Where's the bathroom? I've
got to pee," he whispered in her ear, to keep from dying of
embarrassment.
"Up the stairs. Second door on the right," came back the
whispered response.
John got out of the tub in a hurry suddenly conscious of the
fact that his naked cock was sticking straight out in front of
like a billy-club where everyone could see. The only reaction he
got though, was a point up the stairs from Arlene who seemed to
guess what his problem was.
The man made a mad dash up the stairs, managed to avoid
tripping over a pile of discarded clothing, and charged into the
toilet in a hurried scramble. He came to an abrupt halt as he
realized the bathroom was not empty. It was in fact occupied by
Marylin, who was sitting on the stool letting Billy's cum drip
out of her vagina, before returning to the hot tub. John
Stockdale almost slid into the room on a loose bath mat, and he
stopped with his overstimulated and underused cock almost in the
face of the 16 year old girl with the overdeveloped bosom. His
face turned red.
"I. I. . ." He tried to say, "I'm sorry," but the words
just wouldn't come.
Marylin ignored his protestations. Staring her in the face
was a lovely hard cock that needed service, and if there was one
thing that Marylin knew, it was how to service a hard cock. She
shut the man up by swallowing it.
"Oh Marylin, you don't have to. . ."
The girl ignored him and kept on sucking. She ran her
tongue over the tip, licked up and down the shaft, and then just
plain *sucked* until the overstimulation he had been getting all
evening got the better of him.
"Uh Marylin, I'm going to cum. You'd better let me pull
out." He tried to disengage, thinking she would be disgusted if
he ejaculated in her mouth, and was astonished when she started
sucking even harder. He couldn't help himself; he started to
squirt hot sticky cum right into her mouth.
Marylin wrapped her tongue around the spewing instrument,
and savored the taste of her former teacher's cum. She loved the
taste of cum almost as much as she liked it squirting up her
overheated little pussy. Besides, she had had a crush on "Mr."
Stockdale for years. To have him squirting his seed in her mouth
was almost a dream come true. She realized he was Cindy's date,
but figured she would take the "edge" off him so he would be able
to do the younger girl properly, she rationalized.
John's cock was now shrinking to its normal size, and the
reduced pressure reminded him of the chore he had come into the
bathroom to accomplish. "Marylin stop," he warned, "I've got to
pee." The teenager kept on sucking the last of his cum out of
his penis, and he could see her throat gulp as she swallowed the
last drops.
"Marylin, I'm going to pee in your mouth if you don't stop!"
he warned louder now, as his bladder control almost deserted him.
"Mmmmpfhhf Mmmmd," she responded, as she kept her mouth
fastened around his now flaccid penis. It sounded vaguely like,
"Go ahead."
The man lost control. His penis squirted. He tried to hold
back, but his bladder pressure had grown too strong. John
expected the girl to pull back in disgust, when he started to
piss in her mouth, but she actually sucked harder. It was too
much effort to restrain himself any more. He let go. A stream
of urine poured out of his cock into the teenager's sucking
mouth. He felt the youngster swallow more of his cock so the
head of his penis was at the back of her mouth, and he was
actually pissing down the girl's throat. John had never done
anything so obscene in his life. A couple of women had "let him"
come in their mouths, but they had not enjoyed it. This was
incredible. The oversexed teenybopper with the massive boobs had
not only swallowed his come, but she was sucking his cock while
he emptied his bladder down her throat; drinking his urine as if
she liked it. The man could see the muscles of the young girl's
throat working, as she swallowed and strained to keep up with the
deluge. It seemed like an eternity he stood peeing in the girl
while the stream of urine poured down her throat. Finally, the
torrent slowed to a trickle, then spasmodic squirts, then
stopped.
Marylin pulled the man's cock from her mouth, and licked the
few remaining drops from the head. She couldn't believe she had
actually done that. It seemed so incredibly nasty, even for her.
At the time however, it had seemed like the most natural thing in
the world. She liked Mr. Stockdale a lot; and since she couldn't
get up, she couldn't let him pee on the floor could she? She
knew that there was a flaw in her logic somewhere, but was not
inclined to trace it down. She decided she'd probably let him do
it again, if he wanted to. She gave his cock one last obscene
kiss, and told him, "Now you just go back there, and take good
care of Cindy. But first. . ." At this she pulled his lips down
to hers.
John was at first a little turned off at the thought of
kissing the mouth that had just urinated in, when he remembered:
It was *his* urine the girl had just swallowed, and if she liked
him well enough to do *that* how could he refuse to kiss the mouth
that had been so generous to him? He concentrated on giving
Marylin the kiss she deserved, while ignoring the faint whiff of
ammonia that clung to her mouth. After a few seconds, it no
longer bothered him, and he let his tongue duel with hers for
several long seconds before disengaging with a loud "smack!" He
then gave Marylin a final peck on the lips, a grateful pat on the
head, and left the bathroom to continue with his "date".
John returned to the hot tub feeling relieved. Without the
twin pressures of a full bladder, and a hard cock, he felt like
he might make it through the rest of the evening without
embarrassing himself. He didn't realize that the state of his
erection signaled more to those watching than he realized. He
slid into the tub conscious of a battery of amused eyes on his
naked body. "What's so funny?" he wondered, as Cindy slid up
alongside him and rubbed her pert little mounds of breasts
against his side. She reached down and fisted his now flaccid
penis.
"Oh darn!" the little girl exclaimed, "Marylin must have
gotten to him."
The man felt his face turn bright red as the tub exploded
into laughter around him. He felt as though he wanted to duck
his head under the water, and not bother to come up.
"It's OK," came the reassuring voice of the naked little
girl squirming next to him. "I don't mind. We all know that
Marylin will be Marylin."
John managed to reopen his eyes and look around the circle
of family members in the tub. Eye after eye caught his, and each
amused face gave him a nod that showed they appreciated his
predicament. Nobody seemed to be mad at him, not even the little
11-year-old girl whose sexual privileges had been usurped. John
resolved to make it up to her. He started running his hands up
and down the sides of the naked little girl, ignoring the
friendly crowd of family members that were so interestedly
watching. He massaged the child's front, ran his hands over her
slippery little breasts, and down between her legs. He then
motioned her to get out of the tub, and onto a towel; where he
proceeded to rub the naked little girl's back, really getting
into the massage.
"Here, use this," came the quiet voice of the girl's mother.
He looked around. Except for Arlene, he was alone with
Cindy. He could hear some quiet conversation leaking down from
the living room; but that was the only other indication of life
in the house. He looked back at the woman who was proffering him
a tube of something.
"Use this," the woman repeated. "It makes the skin
slippery." Then she handed him the tube of massage-oil. With
that, she quietly left, and proceeded up the stairs to rejoin the
rest of her family.
Cindy had turned over when she heard her mother's voice.
Now she lay naked on the towel and enjoyed the slippery feel of
her older lover's hands massaging her breasts, tummy, and legs.
He tickled her little snatch, and ran a tentative finger up
inside. She responded by arching her back so the probing finger
went clear up to her unbroken hymen.
"Not so fast, little one," cautioned John. "We have all
night." With this, he motioned the girl to turn over on her
belly.
Cindy decided to relax and enjoy the massage. She felt the
older man massaging her feet for a deliciously long time. Then
he proceeded to work on her calves, and then up to her thighs.
The girl felt frustrated when he stopped working on her thighs
without touching the hot little hole between them, that she felt
needed lots of attention also. Still, she let him proceed at his
own pace.
The older man now climbed on top of the little girl, almost
crushing her for a moment. Then, he proceeded to rub her scalp
with the tips of his fingers.
"Mmmmmmmm," Cindy purred. She could almost go to sleep; the
massage was relaxing her so much. However, the thought of the
naked man on top of her, with his naked cock pressing against her
naked little ass was too exciting to allow that.
John Stockdale had a problem. To coin a phrase, a "big"
problem. He wanted to rub the little girl's back, but his
engorged cock kept getting in the way. "Uh Cindy?" he asked.
"Unnh?"
"My. . .cock. It's getting in the way. Would you mind if I
put it down between your legs?" He held his breath as he waited
for the little girl's response.
Cindy giggled. He had to ask? She responded by spreading
her legs wide, until she felt the big piece of salami go down
between her legs, and come to rest against her creaming little
cunt. She then closed her legs around the warm pulsating hunk of
meat.
John smeared the oil on the sexy little girl's back. He
enjoyed the feeling of her silky-smooth legs and slippery little
crack massaging his cock, as he massaged her back. He rubbed her
arms, and worked his way down her back enjoying the slippery feel
of the oil on her skin as he massaged her shoulders, then her
waist and backbone and finally worked his way down to her pert
little rump.
As his work progressed down the back of the little girl,
John sat up straighter and straighter until, when he started
rubbing her delicious little ass, he was sitting bolt upright.
The pressure this put on his erect penis, forced it against the
little girl's crack, until he felt the lips of her slit surround
the head. The sexy little girl didn't object. In fact, she
wiggled her little butt to seat the head of his cock firmly
against the entrance to her vagina.
John proceeded to rub the pert little ass of the delicious
little girl. As he did so, he felt the lips of her tiny slit
sucking at the head of his engorged penis. Each time he pushed
up on her cute little fanny, her tiny snatch would spread apart,
and he would see the tip of his cock pushing against her slick
little hole. Then, as he released the pressure, her vaginal lips
would snap back around the head with a sucking smack.
"Uh Honey," he warned, "I'm gonna cum. Is it Ok to cum in
you?" He worked the head of his cock a little farther in, until
he felt a ring of muscles gripping the very tip.
"Mmmmmmm," responded Cindy, as she rotated her ass; trying
to capture the deliciously probing instrument.
It was too much for John. He held the tip of his cock
against the open slit of the unresisting little girl, and let
spasm after spasm of slippery cum be conveyed from his
overstimulated penis, into her welcoming young vagina. He looked
down as his erupting penis squirted his potent sperm into the
tiny little slit. He wondered if the child could get pregnant,
but was to overcome by the sensations to stop now, even if he had
known that she could. Finally the spasms slowed and he pulled
his cock back to where he could see the little girl's hole, now
open, with an obscene little puddle of his sperm welling up in
the bottom. He hadn't realized he was holding his breath, until
it all came out with a rush. "Whoooo!" he said.
"Mmmmmm," responded Cindy again, enjoying the naughty
feeling of having her teacher's warm slippery sperm soaking into
her belly. "That was nice."
John had to agree. It was more than just "nice."
While the two of them got dressed again, he quietly said,
"Cindy? I should have asked before. You're not on the pill are
you?" It was more of a statement, than a question.
Cindy smiled up at him sensually. "Of course not. I'm
still a virgin." Then she giggled, "Though for a moment there, I
thought I wouldn't be."
She put a finger to his lips as he started to say something.
"Now don't worry. I just had my period yesterday, so I should be
pretty safe. Also, If by chance I do get pregnant, no one will
ever know it's you. Mommy said she'd help if I did."
"You mean you'd have an abortion?" He couldn't help feeling
sad at the thought.
"No, Silly! I meant Mom would act as if it were her own.
I'd just have another baby brother. Or sister," she added.
"And your Father went along with this?" He was incredulous.
"John." Cindy rolled the name on her tongue.
"Yes Cindy?" Her name coming from his lips, felt almost as
good.
"How much luck have you had tonight, avoiding Mother's
little schemes?"
"None," he had to admit.
"I rest my case."
The two of them spent the rest of the evening cuddled up
together on the big sofa watching television right through the 10
O'clock news. It felt so comfortable, they almost fell asleep in
each other's arms before Arlene came to shoo them off to bed.
John found himself alone in Cindy's bedroom, as he proceeded
to undress. He looked around the room, and saw a typical little
girl's bedroom. Dolls were stacked in one corner. A cute little
chair with pretty pink hearts filled the other one. A dresser
cluttered with little-girl toys. No make-up. The bed smelled
faintly of her, as he slipped naked between the sheets. He
always slept naked, and he didn't see why things should be
different tonight. John felt slightly disappointed that Cindy
wasn't in the room with him, but he realized that making love to
the little girl in her own bed, while her parents slept right
down the hall, had just been a lecherous fantasy. He snuggled
down to get some sleep; burying his nose in the girl's pillow to
help him remember her sweet scent.
The man had barely gotten to sleep, when he was awakened by
someone opening the door. He watched through slits in his eyes,
as the door opened, somebody slipped inside, and then it was dark
again as the closing crack of the door shut off the little light
that had been coming from the hall. There was no sound on the
carpeted floor, as the figure came over to the bed, lifted the
covers, and slid in alongside.
All of a sudden, John found himself with an armful of
deliciously naked, squirming little girl.
Cindy panted in his ear, "I thought they'd never get to
sleep."
"Who?" He was puzzled. "Your parents?"
"No silly. Mike and Ginny," she explained, referring to her
younger siblings, "Now shut up, and show me how much you like
me." With this, she pulled the older man on top of her and
started to hug and kiss him like she had wanted to all day. It
was so deliciously naughty, to be lying in her own bed with a
naked man. She reached down to his suddenly erect penis, and
placed the tip at the entrance to her creaming little slit. "Now
push it all the way up inside me," she instructed.
"Uh Cindy, are you sure?" John gave her one last chance to
back out.
"If I'm not sure, It's kinda late now don't you think?" she
reassured him.
The man had to agree. Deciding that it was now or never, he
started to push his swollen cock into the little girl. Both of
them gasped, when the engorged member popped inside the ring of
muscles at the entrance, and then slid with a rush on in until
the head was pushing at the surprised little girl's unbroken
hymen.
John let his prick soak in the sucking heat of the child's
belly. He enjoyed the clasping of the muscles at the entrance to
her vagina around the middle of his cock, while the head probed
at her virginity. "This might hurt a little," he warned, as he
prepared to take the final step.
"I know," came back the squeaky cry. "Just do it. Please?"
Cindy was frightened by the thought of the pain, but even more
frightened that he might not do it if she showed her fright to
him. With this, the determined little girl pushed her crotch up
at the man as he bore down.
Cindy felt a ripping sensation inside her. If she hadn't
known what to expect, she would have thought that he had ripped
open the walls of her vagina, and was pushing his penis right on
through a hole in her stomach. It hurt! The little girl began
to cry.
John stopped. He knew he had broken the child's hymen when
he felt his penis suddenly slip all the way up into her belly.
This should have been one of the most exciting moments of his
life, as the young girl surrendered her virginity to him.
Instead, he felt like a heel. He had never liked the thought of
causing pain, and now the girl's quiet sobbing was breaking his
heart. His cock went as flat and soft as a wet noodle. It slid
out of the girl's vagina and plopped down against his balls. He
knew the girl would never forgive him for this; so he grabbed his
clothes and quietly headed for the door. It was going to seem
awfully lonely back at his bachelor apartment. Tomorrow, he'd
apologize to the child's parents, and move out of town if
necessary.
"John." The sobbing voice of the child stopped him as he
reached the door.
"I'm sorry I hurt you Cindy. I'm going now. You won't have
to see me again." He was determined to make it easy on the girl.
John struggled into his shirt, as he prepared to go.
"Don't you DARE leave me now!" The determined voice of the
young woman stopped his retreat again.
"But I hurt you. I thought you'd be mad." He came back to
the side of the bed where Cindy had turned on the bedside lamp.
She looked so innocent, and childlike with the covers pulled up
to just cover her budding breasts. Her nose was red, and he
could see a trickle of dampness coming from the corner of each
eye. The girl snuffled, then spoke:
"John." She was treating him like a wayward child again.
"I had to lose it sometime. It would have hurt then as well.
You heard me say that I wanted you to do it. Well I did. So it
hurts a little, I'll get over it. I never asked you to go. Now
you come back here, and get in bed with me or I'll never forgive
you as long as I live."
John Stockdale knew when he was licked. He dropped his
clothes on the floor; and comforted the little girl by holding
her in his arms and cuddling her until he almost fell asleep.
His penis, pleasantly stimulated by the smooth naked skin rubbing
against it, started to rise again. Cindy felt his rising cock
against her belly, and asked, "John?"
"Huh?" He tried to shake the sleepiness from his head.
"Could we try it again. It probably won't hurt so much this
time." The girl was insistent.
John almost lost his hard-on at the reminder of the pain he
had already caused the girl but she worked her little body
against him, and kissed him until his cock was as erect and ready
as before. "Now push," she prompted him.
This time, his erect penis went all the way up inside the
little girl with a rush. John felt his balls come to rest
against the child's ass, while the head of his penis butted up
against her womb.
"See. That didn't hurt so much." The tears squeezing out
of the corners of her eyelids put the lie to her reassurance.
"Now fuck me, and cum in me," she encouraged, "I want my first
time to be good for you."
John closed his eyes so he wouldn't see the tears, and
concentrated on getting his rocks off. The child was determined
to have him cum in her, and he knew she would keep trying, no
matter how much it hurt, until he did. The least he could do,
was make it quick. He began sliding his cock in and out;
savoring the nip of the muscles at the entrance, and enjoying the
feeling of her cervix poking at the head of his cock when he
reached bottom. In and out, in and out. He knew he was close,
just a little more. . .
Cindy was starting to enjoy the feelings again. Except for
an occasional twinge when the head of his cock brushed against
the torn remnants of her virginity, it was exciting to be lying
underneath a rutting male who was about to squirt his sperm into
her hungry vagina. Especially a virile man like Mr. Stockdale,
who really cared about how a woman felt. Cindy went warm all
over as she suddenly realized how much she loved him. This
unexpected revelation, combined with the internal stimulation he
was giving her, took the child over the edge. Her mind abruptly
went blank as her vagina went into convulsions around the thick
piece of gristle that was about to inseminate her. She grabbed
her lover in a death-grip, and started bucking wildly as her
first full-blown orgasm with a cock inside her belly overtook
her.
The sudden squeezing of her vagina on his cock took John
Stockdale by surprise. He had never expected the little girl to
climax on their first try. Her reaction was the last straw.
John began squirting stream after stream of hot sticky sperm into
the spasming belly of the 11 year old girl. Squirt after squirt.
He was trying to empty himself into her. The man knew he should
pull out, so as to not get the child pregnant, but couldn't. Her
legs were wrapped around his as her young body worked
frantically, trying to reproduce. Her clutching vagina milked
out every last drop of her older lover's creamy seed. Finally,
her spasms eased; and she enjoyed the final moments with the last
hazardous drops of his sticky sperm slowly leaking from his prick
into her vagina, up near her womb.
"Whuuuff, That was good. I never expected that!"
John had to agree as he collapsed on top of the woman-child
completely exhausted. Shortly, the two of them fell asleep, the
very picture of two people fucking. He between her spread legs,
with his cock still dripping his potent seed into the young
girl's developing womb.
CHAPTER 6
Suzy's reward
Dinner at the Fisher house was not nearly as fancy. The
fare consisted of frozen pizza and Coke, with ice-cream for
dessert. All through the meal, there were surreptitious glances,
giggles, and funny looks being passed, until Mary decided that
enough was enough.
"Wham!" The spatula slapped the table, getting everyone's
attention.
"There are things going on in this house, that, I think, the
whole family should know," Mary announced, as she laid down the
spatula.
June glanced guiltily at Jeremy, who was looking back at her
openmouthed. June then looked at her mother; and receiving a
stern glance in return, wished she could just melt under the
table. Jeremy looked over to his mother also; and felt his ears
getting so red, he felt as if they were on fire.
Suzy was looking at her mother with astonishment. After all
that stuff about her not telling anyone this morning. . .
Dan just leaned back in his chair and waited. He knew his
wife better than anyone, and he figured that she'd let him know
anything he needed to know, when she figured he needed that
information.
"Now I want all of your solemn promises, that not a word of
this will ever leave this house." She looked around the table,
and caught each eye in turn, until everyone had nodded his/her
acceptance.
"First, Suzy's going to have a baby." Mary looked at the
dropped jaws of her two older children with some satisfaction.
"That ought to get them," she thought.
"No, not right away," she continued. "She's probably not
even pregnant yet; but she and your father are working on it."
Jeremy cast incredulous eyes at his little sister, while
June looked at her younger sister in awe. June had thought she
had been daring with Jeremy while little Suzy, who she thought
didn't even like boys yet, was. . . was. . . She finally forced
the thought into her brain. Was making out with DADDY?
"Do you mean that Daddy? . . ." She couldn't say it. The
thought was too outrageous.
"Yes. Your Father is fucking Suzy. They aren't using birth
control, and she is trying to conceive." The woman's tone was
flat.
"Does that mean you and Daddy are going to get a divorce?"
Jeremy put the thought that was troubling him into words.
"No Dear. Dan and I still love each other. We have no
plans to get divorced. In fact, I love him more than ever."
"But if Daddy's sneaking around and raping Suzy, How could
you?! I'd never forgive him, if my husband did that to me."
With this comment, June shot a black look at her father.
Jeremy was looking at his younger sister with some
consternation. She didn't look hurt, or even mad. In fact, now
that he thought of it, she looked proud.
"Whoah! Stop! Hold it. Did I say your Father was *raping*
your sister. As I remember, the word I used was *fucking*. No,
your Father is *not* raping Suzy. In fact, with the pressure she
brought to bear on him, it's more like *she* raped *him*. Now, as to
the other item, your father is not 'sneaking around.' He is
doing this with my full knowledge and encouragement. Perhaps I
had better explain from the beginning." Mary stopped and caught
her breath.
"Now, All of you just sit there and *listen*," said Mary, as
she started to tell them the whole story of the "bet" that Dan
had made with Suzy, and the unexpected reward she had requested.
This took quite a while, before she wound up with:
"So, after I convinced him it was OK, he decided that if
that was what Suzy wanted, then it was up to him to live up to
his side of the bargain."
"You mean Daddy actually fucked Suzy?" Jeremy still
couldn't believe it.
"Well, mostly." Mary paused to go on but June interrupted.
"What do you mean 'Mostly?' Either he fucked her, or he
didn't."
"I mean," said Mary, "he fucked her, he came in her, but he
hasn't yet broken her hymen. Technically, she's still a virgin.
Does that satisfy your curiosity?"
June nodded, and then stared at her little sister with awe.
To work that hard, she didn't think she could ever do it. Not
even for a reward that big. She appreciated her younger sister's
reasoning though. She knew her parents would have refused if
Suzy hadn't had Dan "over the barrel," as it were. No wonder
Suzy looked so proud of herself. Wow. To be carrying Daddy's
baby, with Mom's consent. June knew she would have to
congratulate the kid. With that, she put the thought into words:
"Well, all I've got to say is: 'Congratulations Suzy.'"
Jeremy added his congratulations, and started the whole
family singing, "For She's a Jolly good Fellow!" which made Suzy
blush, then felt happy that they all cared for her so much.
After the hubbub had died down, Mary explained that if Suzy
was going to have her father's baby, the whole family was going
to have to help. There might be nosy questions. If/when
somebody noticed that Suzy's belly was getting big, they would
have to be ready. She explained that when Suzy's belly started
to show, The girl was going to "get sick" and go to visit her
grandfather on the farm. In the meantime, Mary was going to
start getting fatter, and then when Suzy started to get really
big, she would wear matching padding under her dress to look as
if she were pregnant. In the last month, Mary would go to visit
her "sick" child, and it would appear that Mary had another baby
while staying on the farm with her father.
"So you see, we are going to need your help to bring this
off. If anybody ever found out what your father was doing. . ."
She didn't have to finish. The whole family understood.
The thought of losing their father if someone found out that
he was screwing Suzy was scary. Both of the older children knew
how much their father cared for them, and the thought of not
having him around was frightening.
"If anyone asks, I'll say it was me," volunteered Jeremy.
The thought of going to jail was scary, but losing his father was
frightening.
"Thank you dear, but I don't think that'll be necessary,"
Mary explained. "The main thing is that Suzy NEVER admits who
has been fucking her. Do you understand that young lady? If
anyone asks, no matter what they threaten you with, you never
admit fucking anybody. If they say they'll throw me, your
brother, or your father in jail, if you don't tell, you don't
admit a thing. Do you understand what I'm getting at?"
Suzy did. She was a very bright child. "You mean that no
matter what anybody suspects, they'll never be able to make a
case if I don't say something," she replied. "Don't worry Mom.
I'll keep my mouth shut. Even if they threaten You, or Dad, or
Jeremy, or even June. I won't be bullied."
Dan and Mary both heaved a sigh of relief. She did
understand! "What about you two?" Dan asked his two older
children. "Somebody might start badgering you also. That's why
your mother and I decided that you both had better be in on this
from the beginning."
Both Jeremy and June assured him that red hot pincers
wouldn't get them to admit anything. With that assured, Mary
decided to get everything out in the open.
"Now that we've taken care of that, there is one other
thing," she said, "Jeremy."
"Huh?" replied the boy.
"What were you doing in your sister's room this afternoon?
I saw you coming out naked, and June was getting dressed
afterward. Do I have to prepare for more than one pregnancy in
this house?" The smile she had when she asked, took a lot of the
sting out; but both of the older children looked at each other
guiltily.
"Caught!" Was their common thought. Then each of their
heads gave a bare nod to their mother's inquiring look before
being hidden in blushes and shame. The woman decided she might
as well find out just how bad the news was.
"I see. And just how long has this been going on?" she
inquired.
"Just today," mumbled Jeremy.
"Did you actually put it inside her?" Mary asked.
Jeremy nodded, finding it hard to speak.
"Did you use a condom?" she continued.
Jeremy shook his head. It was obvious that she was not
going to get much more from him; so Mary turned her attention to
the other guilty party.
"Did he climax in you?" she asked June.
"Yes Mama, several times," the young girl responded.
"I see," the older woman continued. "Did you?"
"Oh yes!" The girl's voice turned dreamy as she remembered.
"Well, when was your period?" Mary asked. Maybe there was
still a chance.
"Two weeks ago," the child's voice responded.
"O Shit! You kids. You'd almost think you were *trying* to
get knocked-up." The woman's voice was exasperated.
"I was," the girl replied, then went on at her mother's
startled look, "but I don't want to be. At least not yet. Maybe
in a couple of years when Jeremy and I are older, but I don't
want to be tied to a baby just yet. Suzy may want to spend her
teenage years raising a baby, but I wanted to have some fun
first. I just couldn't help myself. I love Jeremy, and do want
to have his baby, but not yet." By this time the 12-year-old
girl was almost sobbing, as she suddenly wrapped her arms around
her mother's neck and buried her head in her mother's hair.
Mary comforted her distraught daughter, "It's OK honey.
Tomorrow, we'll get you two a box of condoms. Monday, I'll take
you down to see Doc. Sheffield, and get you on the pill. There's
a good chance you didn't get caught, even if this is your best
time. In the mean time, I'm going to have a few choice words
with your brother." She turned her glare on the older boy who
wilted under her gaze.
"But. But." Jeremy gave up. His mother would never
believe his protestations of innocence.
"Mommy, that's not fair!" Jeremy might not come to his own
defense, but June would. When Jeremy had been so considerate of
her, then to be unjustly accused, seemed wrong to her. She'd
have to tell the whole story even if it meant that she took
punishment that he would have gotten otherwise.
"Jeremy tried to wait till we got some rubbers, but I
wouldn't let him," she explained. "I *wanted* him to try and get
me pregnant. I just couldn't help myself. I was so horny, and
he was so nice to me, and so handsome, and so loving, and so
caring, and so sexy, and so cute, and so. . ." At this point she
started sobbing for real in her mother's breast. "And then he
was going to pull out, and I didn't let him. I couldn't bear the
thought of it going to waste. Finally when he wanted me to at
least go douche or drain it into the toilet. . ." The little
girl started bawling for sure now; soaking the front of her
mother's dress while sobs shook her little frame.
"It's all right dear. I'm not going to punish Jeremy. I'm
not going to punish either of you. Lord knows, you deserve it.
Doing this without telling either of us first," the older woman
comforted her daughter.
"You mean you wouldn't be mad if we'd just told you first?"
inquired Jeremy, amazed at his daring after escaping one
reprimand. "We thought you'd just get mad, and say NO."
Mary quietly looked at her only son, then replied, "Do you
think you would have refrained if we had asked you to?"
"Uh no. We'd have probably sneaked off and done it anyway."
"Do you think your father and I are so retarded that we
couldn't figure that out?" She stared at him.
"No." Jeremy didn't know just how smart his parents were;
but retarded was the last epithet he would think to apply to
either of them. Both had Phds, His mother he knew had worked in
some hush-hush work for the government that still brought some
mighty high-powered people over to ask for advice. As for his
father, he knew they didn't pay $150,000 salaries to everyday
computer-programmers. The work his father did at the systems
house must be quite something; as several companies had tried to
hire him away. Jeremy had gotten several headhunter's calls as
they tried to inveigle his father to work for someone else.
"I guess I just didn't think," he responded.
"Just didn't think. I think that applies to both of you.
Next time try to. OK?" The admonition was given with a loving
smile that made Jeremy feel better. Still guilty, but better.
"Ok mom. I'll try. June? Are you OK?" This last was
addressed to his sister who was still curled up in her mother's
lap.
"I'm OK Jemmy" The girl wiped her eyes, and tried to sit
up.
"Well! Now that that's settled. Let's go on. June."
"Yes Mommy."
"If you were able to get pregnant tonight, you probably
already are. You can wait 'til tomorrow to use those condoms if
you want. MAKE SURE YOU DO THEN. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Mommy!" The child was overjoyed. A whole night of
fucking before she had to take precautions. She couldn't wait.
The little girl hugged her mother.
"Mommy? Can Daddy and I 'do it' now?" Suzy inquired. "We
never got to finish earlier."
"I suppose. If we're going to have an orgy, we might as
well get started now. C'mon you guys. Everyone into the
bedroom, and get undressed. No Jeremy, not in your bedroom, in
ours. We'll all get undressed together." With this, Mary
ushered her offspring and husband into the big bedroom with the
king-sized bed that she and her husband used to laughingly call
their 'playpen'.
As she watched her father remove his clothes, June almost
forgot to take off her own. She never thought she'd ever get to
see her own father naked, except for an occasional glimpse of him
in the shower. Now she was standing so close to him that his
enormous cock touched her bellybutton when she wasn't careful.
The 12-year-old girl was so excited, she didn't even notice the
appreciative looks her own state of undress was drawing from her
father and brother.
"Wow Daddy, It's so big. How are you going to get that big
thing in Suzy? Won't it hurt her? I think it'd split me open if
you put it in me." With this, she reached out and grabbed her
father's prick with her hot little hands, and rubbed it against
her lightly rounded belly.
Dan almost repeated his actions of earlier that afternoon.
It was only with extreme effort that he kept from cumming all
over his older daughter's naked little belly. "Uh June, if you
don't stop, I'm going to cum all over you," He warned. "I'm
supposed to use this on Suzy. Why don't you go over and help out
your brother. He looks like he needs it."
Jeremy did look like he needed help. His cock was sticking
out so far, he was having trouble getting his underpants down.
"Wait big brother. Let me help," said June, as she walked
over to her brother, kneeled down, and swallowed the engorged
cock that was still sticking out of the hole in his underpants.
This was too much for Jeremy. First seeing his whole family
naked, getting ready to fuck, then having his cute little sister
swallow his cock got the better of him. He began to ejaculate in
his little sister's mouth. "Unh UunnnH. Oh June! You don't
have to. . . Oooooh that feels good," he exclaimed, as he shot
bolt after bolt of his rich seed into his cute little sister's
wildly sucking mouth.
June let her brother's cum fill her mouth. She liked the
sweet sticky flavor of his cum. She wrapped her tongue around
the stiff shaft, and stripped the last tasty curds of her
brother's seed into her mouth. She liked the taste so much; it
was only with reluctance that she finally swallowed, to keep from
losing some on the carpet. She pursed her lips around her broth
ers swollen organ, and sucked the last tasty drops out of the
end. She was so proud that she was able to do this for her
handsome big brother.
It wasn't until the young girl finished, that she realized
the show she was putting on for the rest of the family. This was
brought home to her by the sudden clapping of the rest of the
family as they cheered her on.
"Way to go June," from Suzy.
"That's my girl," from Dan.
"Get it all dear," from Mary.
"Geesh. Thanks Sis," from Jeremy.
June blushed, as she got to her feet, but made a big show of
swallowing the last of her brother's cum, then turned around and
made a sweeping bow. "Now it's your turn, little sister," she
said joshingly, "Top that!" as she turned a big smile on her
younger sibling.
Suzy swallowed hard. "C'mere Daddy," she said, "do it to
me." The little girl lay back on the bed and spread her legs
exposing her hairless little slit.
"Please Daddy? Fuck me," she implored.
"Well, go on dear," Mary encouraged him. "Fuck her."
Dan approached the little girl on the bed. "Come here
Honey," he told her, as he reached for his little girl, pulled
her back upright, and started kissing her. He opened his mouth,
stuck his tongue between her teeth, and was pleasantly surprised
when she started kissing him back with an experienced tongue that
he didn't realize she possessed. The little girl stuck her
tongue back in his mouth and twined it with his. She began
rubbing her bare little titties against his chest, and rotating
her smooth little belly against his. Dan responded by running
his big strong hands up and down the little girl's back, enjoying
the feel of her naked flesh against his. Shortly, Suzy began
grinding her crotch against his, while his penis was dribbling
drops of pre-cum all over her naked little belly. Dan decided
his little girl was ready.
"Ok Suzy, Here it comes," he said, as he pushed his engorged
cock into the little girl's slit.
Suzy's eyes got wider and wider, as the head of her parent's
cock forced its way into her little crack. The hole stretched,
and stretched, until it seemed it could stretch no more. Suzy's
little hole was white with strain, and it looked as if her
father's cock just wasn't going to fit, when suddenly, the head
vanished inside the little girl's hole.
"Whoosh." There was the simultaneous expulsion of air from
five sets of lungs. Everyone in the room had been holding their
breaths.
"Wow. I don't believe he got it in her," said June, in awe
of her little sister. "Doesn't that hurt Suzy?"
Suzy shook her head as she pushed back at her father, and
watched another inch of paternal cock vanish inside her horny
little belly. "Feels good," she replied, squirming excitedly.
"Suzy, Stop!" Dan admonished. "If you keep that up, I'm
going to cum."
"Want you to cum in me," the little girl replied. "Want you
to make a baby in me."
"If I cum now," the man reminded her, "I wont be able to
break your hymen."
Suzy immediately stopped squirming. "You promised you'd do
it Daddy. Don't stop now." She waited for his final entrance.
Dan pushed his big cock into his little girl's vagina. She
now had 3 inches inside her, but it wouldn't go any farther. He
pushed harder at the obstruction.
"Ow," said Suzy, then bit her lip to keep from saying more.
She wasn't going to chicken out now. Not with the whole family
watching.
Dan pushed harder. He knew he was hurting Suzy, and figured
if he didn't break her "cherry" now, he'd never be able to do it.
He was already starting to lose his erection at the thought of
causing pain to the little girl he loved so much. The girl's
hymen wouldn't budge. He looked down at his little girl, and
knew he wouldn't be able to do it. She wasn't saying a word, but
the tears welling out of the corner of her eyes told him the
whole story.
"I'm sorry Suzy. I just can't do it," he said, as he
started to extract his softening penis from the belly of the
little child.
There was a sudden, "Smack!" followed by a loud, "Ouch!"
then by a higher-pitched, "Ow!" as Mary "took a hand" in matters.
The woman had seen what was happening, and had decided to do
something. The "something" was a swat on her husband's bare
buttocks just as hard as she could hit. The reflexive response
of pulling away, had driven Dan's penis up in Suzy's little
belly, ripping her hymen away with scarcely a pause.
Mary looked down between the incestuously coupled duo. Her
husband's cock was now 2/3 of the way up in the child's belly.
"Now you fuck that little girl, like you were supposed to, and
stop this nonsense," she admonished.
Dan started to giggle, and Suzy joined him. "Yeah, Daddy.
Fuck me like you are supposed to." She started rocking her hips,
enjoying the sliding, slipping feel of her father's cock that was
finally clear up in her belly where it belonged. The little
twinges of her broken hymen, just added to the excitement. "Fuck
me, Daddy," she prompted again.
Dan just stood there looking down at the obscene sight.
There was his little 10-year-old girl with her little tiny
breasts and slim, almost boyish hips lying naked on the bed.
Down below, he could see her flat little belly, now bulging
slightly each time his cock slid home. Just below the childish
belly, was her hairless little slit, now obscenely stretched
around her own father's cock as he carefully slid in and out
about three inches at a time. The enormous penis seemed much too
big for the tiny little girl; but Suzy kept pushing back at her
father each time he pushed at her. She would pull back at the
same time he did; and it seemed that the little girl's vagina
would turn itself inside out as it clung to his engorged cock.
He could feel his daughter's little vagina squeezing his cock as
the child worked to get her father to impregnate her.
"Oooh Daddy, That feel's nice," Suzy exclaimed, as she felt
her father push his cock all the way into her belly, until the
head was pushing at the gates to her womb. She looked down and
saw that most of her father's oversized penis had vanished inside
her little crack. Suzy squirmed, trying to get the last three
inches in. "Daddy, Can't you get it all in me?" she asked.
Dan tried. With all but the last three inches of his cock
now clear up inside the little girl's belly, he pushed harder.
"Unggh!" said Suzy, as she felt her vagina stretch, and
another inch of her father's cock slid into her tightly stretched
little vagina. She could feel her father's enormous penis push
ing at the ring of muscles that guarded the entrance to her womb.
It wouldn't go any farther.
"I'm sorry Suzy. That's all I can get in," Dan told the
little girl. "We'll just have to wait until you get older, and
you're bigger inside before I can get the rest in."
"Please Daddy. Try. I want all of you in me," the little
girl pleaded.
Dan pushed, and pulled, and then pushed in even harder. His
cock slid in and out of the child's belly; but the most he could
gain, was another quarter-inch.
"It's no use," he said. "I don't want to hurt you, and
there's just no more room."
"Daddy," spoke up June.
"Yes?"
"Jeremy puts his penis all the way up in my womb. Can't you
do that with Suzy?"
The thought almost caused Dan to climax right then, but he
managed to hold onto most of his self-control. "I don't see
how," he responded. "I don't want to tear Suzy inside."
"Dan," interjected his wife, "just push all the way up
inside her, and keep up the pressure. Her muscles will
eventually loosen up, and you can go inside."
"You want me to try that Suzy?" Dan asked the little girl.
Suzy nodded, and braced herself. Dan pushed his stiff cock
all the way home in his little girl's vagina. He then started
pushing the head of his penis into the ring of muscles that
guarded her womb. At first nothing happened, but Dan kept up the
pressure, slowly trying to push deeper, each time he felt a
little slack. He looked at his little girl. Suzy was biting her
lip to keep from crying, but still little tears leaked out of the
corners of her eyes. The 10 year old girl was no quitter though.
She still kept gamely pushing back at her father, encouraging him
with, "UnnH Daddy, I think it's starting to go in."
Sure enough, Dan could suddenly feel a tight ring of muscles
surround the tip of the swollen penis he was pushing into his
little daughter's flat little belly. Meanwhile, the rest of her
vagina was milking on the bottom part of the meaty cylinder. He
could have came then, but the pressure increased on the head of
his penis, and he suddenly felt a tight ring slide over the
glans, and painfully squeeze his penis just behind the head,
while the last 2 inches of his cock vanished into the willing
receptacle between his young daughter's legs.
"Ow!" said Suzy and Dan both together, as his pubic hair
came to rest against her bare little cunt.
"Ooooh I did it. Look Mommy, I got all of Daddy's cock in
me," the little girl babbled. "Now Daddy, fuck me, and get me
pregnant. I want you to cum in me. Shoot your juice in my womb.
Please Daddy? Make a baby in me. I want to feel you making a
baby in my belly. Get me pregnant with your cum. Please Daddy?
Unnhh Uuunnnnhhhh!" The little girl's words became incoherent,
as her climax overtook her.
Dan couldn't believe the obscenity of what he was doing.
All his life, the man had thought that the worst thing a father
could do to his little girl, was to have sex with her. The
stories about virginal young girls who were abused by their
fathers had always made him wonder how a man could do such a
thing to his own child. He had been horrified at tales of little
girls as young as 12 being molested by their parents. As for the
thought of a man who would stoop so low as to actually father a
child on his own flesh and blood. . . It was unthinkable. But he
was not only "molesting" his virginal young daughter, he was
actually fucking his own pre-teenaged kid.
Dan would push his swollen cock up into his little girl's
belly, until the head popped into the child's uterus. Then he'd
pull out, and the little girl's vagina would cling to his
retreating cock and almost turn itself inside out. Then back in
again until his pubic hair met the naked lips of the child's tiny
slit, and the head of his cock was once again leaking pre-cum
inside his little girl's 10-year-old womb. In, out, in, out.
Dan knew he was about to ejaculate his dangerous baby-making
sperm right inside his own daughter's receptive young womb.
Dan thought, "If it is bad for a man to *molest* a girl who is
12-years old; what about a man who would stick his adult-sized
penis right up inside his own child's tiny little vagina, and
actually squirt his potent seed inside the unprotected belly of a
little girl who was only 10?" Yet here he was, with his 9-inch
cock stuck all the way up inside his 10-year-old virgin
daughter's tight little belly; and he was about to ejaculate his
vigorous baby-making sperm directly into the child's immature
young womb and *try* to get his own little girl pregnant. The
amazing thing was, that far from being scared, and *resisting* her
father's incestuous advances; little Suzy had not only *started*
the whole thing; but had almost *blackmailed* him into fucking her.
Not only that, but the precocious young girl was actually *begging*
her own father to beget a child in her womb. And his family!
His family not only wasn't mad at him for fucking his little
girl, they were actually encouraging him to impregnate his own
pre-pubescent little daughter.
"C'mon Daddy, knock her up."
"Yeah Daddy, knock the kid up."
"Go ahead Dear. Let's see you make a baby in Suzy."
"Unh. Unnnhh. Breed me Daddy. C'mon, fuck me. Please?"
The feel of his own little girl climaxing around his
tumescent cock, while she muttered these obscene things, took Dan
over the edge. He felt his little girl's cervix squeezing the
swollen head of his prick, while she tried to milk the semen out
of his balls with the strong muscles at the entrance to her
vagina. He pushed the last fractional inch of his engorged penis
up into the virginal belly of his tiny little daughter, and gave
his little girl what she had been asking for. He felt his cum
gather behind the head of his penis, until the pressure became so
great that the spasming muscles of her cervix could not hold it
back. He squirted a big sticky glob of incestuous sperm right
into the center of his tiny little daughter's welcoming
10-year-old womb.
The feeling of her father's oversize cock stretching her
uterus, while he ejaculated rope after big slippery rope of warm
greasy sperm right inside her receptive young womb, caused the
little girl to lose all control.
"Oh Daddy. Do it. Squirt your cum in me. Make a baby in
my tummy," she rambled, as her orgasm caused her small body to
jerk uncontrollably.
Dan felt overcome with love for his little girl. He
realized that squirting his seed into his own child's womb, while
the little girl begged him to impregnate her, made him love his
daughter in a way that nothing else could. There was something
about getting your own little girl pregnant, that created a bond
that couldn't otherwise be matched.
Mary watched the incestuously mating couple on the bed. The
tiny little girl looked much too small to take the mighty thrusts
of her father's enormous penis in her overstretched little slit.
Still, the child would push back with each vigorous thrust that
made her flat little tummy bulge from the pressure of her
parent's bloated cock on the inside. When Dan suddenly forced
his swollen prick all the way up in their little girl's bell,
Mary knew her husband was squirting his potent seed in the
child's womb.
"Do it, Honey," the woman encouraged. "Fuck your daughter.
Cum in her Dan. Knock the kid up. Let me see you make a baby in
Suzy."
Mary then turned her attention to her little girl who was
gasping as she worked, using her vaginal muscles, to milk her
father's thick sticky sperm up into her firm little belly;
striving mightily to get her immature young body to reproduce.
"Get ready Honey," she said. "Your father is going to
squirt the thick sticky white stuff that makes babies right
inside your womb. Take your daddy's sperm inside you. Your
father loves you very much; and he's going to try and get you
pregnant."
Dan lost all touch with reality. If his wife and his
10-year-old daughter could talk nasty, why couldn't he? "Here it
comes," he mumbled. "Daddy's cumming in his little baby girl.
Daddy's going to make a baby in that cute little belly. I'm
going to squirt my nasty old baby-juice in that sweet little
belly of yours, and knock you up. Daddy's going to make your
belly get big with his baby. C'mon Suzy, tell me you want me to
get you pregnant."
With each sentence, Dan forced his convulsing cock as far as
he could into his child's womb. Spasm after spasm shook him, as
each thick sticky glob of incestuous sperm pushed its way through
his swollen penis, into the squeezing belly of the pre-pubescent
little girl, before being forcefully injected into his horny
little daughter's eagerly accepting womb.
Suzy loved it. She loved her father, and couldn't think of
a better way to show it, than by bearing his child. She liked
the warm slick feeling of having her own father's sperm soaking
into her receptive womb; knowing that it might make her pregnant.
She enjoyed the feeling of being underneath her rutting father as
the man worked mightily to breed his own daughter. Each time,
Suzy would feel the base of her father's turgid cock expand, then
she would feel the bulge advance up the swollen tube, into her
tight little belly; until it ended with the forceful injection of
another surge of life-giving sperm into her uterus. Each
prolific squirt of her own father's potent seed into the child's
eagerly accepting womb, caused the little 10-year-old girl to
climax all over again.
It made Suzy feel all warm inside to feel her virile
father's precious sperm squirting high up in her belly; to know
that he loved her enough be willing to get her pregnant, and that
she might already be carrying her own father's child in her womb.
"Do it Daddy," Suzy encouraged. "Knock me up. Make my
belly get big with your baby. Get me pregnant with your cum."
At last, Dan's wild ejaculations slowed. His swollen cock
began to shrink in his daughter's vagina. He lay on top of his
little girl; enjoying the squeezing of her tight little vagina on
his softening penis as the head 'popped' out of the child's
uterus. Dan finally kissed his daughter, while he lay on top of
her; enjoying the feel of his little girl's smooth young belly
rubbing against his, and her tiny little tits poking into his
chest.
"Thank you Suzy," Dan was finally able to breathe.
"No, thank *you* Daddy," was her response. "I hope I'm
pregnant now."
"Well, We certainly tried hard enough," he replied, as he
looked around to see his family's reaction, while keeping his now
softened penis pushed up inside his young daughter's snugly
clasping vagina.
It was quite a sight that greeted his eyes. Watching Dan
trying to breed his own daughter, had been too much for the other
occupants of the room. Jeremy was madly fucking his little
sister on the bedroom chair, sliding his swollen cock in and out
of her obscenely stretched little slit; while feeling his mother
up between the legs. Mary was about to climax on her son's
fingers; while she licked June's swelling breasts, and encouraged
Jeremy to breed his sister like their father was doing to Suzy.
"C'mon boy, knock your sister up," She prompted. "Let me
see you make a baby in your sister." Mary couldn't believe her
own mouth.
"Yeh Jeremy, Make a baby in me. Knock me up like Momma
says," encouraged the little girl, as she humped back at her big
brother; and watched his swollen penis appear and disappear in
the tiny little hole between her legs.
Jeremy couldn't hold out any longer. He began ejaculating
his thick sticky sperm right into his own sister's squirming
little belly. "UnnnH," he exclaimed, "here it comes. Oh God,
I'm shooting the stuff that makes babies in my own sister. Take
it, June. Let me make a baby in you."
Mary climaxed along with her two children. She was thrilled
by the thought of mating her two children. Watching her son
breeding his little sister, while she was fingered by him, was
enough to get her over the top.
"Whooohh!" was all she could say, as she collapsed on the
bed alongside her husband, who still had his oversized penis
stuck in their youngest daughter's tiny slit.
Dan watched his son, as the boy pushed his erupting penis
all the way up in his little sister's belly, and held it there.
The man could tell his son was cumming inside the little girl.
As Jeremy pushed his spasming cock up hard inside his sister, Dan
could see a smear of white appear on one side of the child's
tightly stretched little hole.
June's tiny little vagina was too small to hold all the
thick greasy sperm her big brother was squirting inside her womb.
Dan couldn't help himself. His overstimulated brain made
him say something that he couldn't believe was coming from his
own mouth. "Do it boy. Cum in your sister. Let's see you
impregnate your little sister."
Jeremy had started to relax, when his father's encouragement
reached his brain. The thought, that his parents were actually
*encouraging* him to get his little sister pregnant, was too much.
The boy's overstimulated cock once again expanded in his little
sister's belly; dilating the child's vaginal orifice, as he began
spewing jet after creamy jet of thick viscous sperm right into
his own little sister's unprotected womb.
Hearing her father's words, encouraging her brother to get
her pregnant, while feeling her big brother squirting his thick
sticky semen inside her taut little belly, caused June's climax
to intensify until she almost blacked out. The little girl
grabbed her big brother; wrapped her arms and legs around him;
and proceeded to thrust her tiny little body up at his engorged
cock with an intensity that threatened to bruise both of them.
"Unnh UnnnnHHHH! Aaauuuuggghhh!" grunted the little girl,
before collapsing in a boneless heap underneath her rutting
brother.
Jeremy pushed up one last time in the little girl's belly,
and ejaculated one last incestuous dollop of dangerous baby-
making seed right into his own little sister's receptive young
womb.
The sight was so stimulating, that Dan's cock, which had
never gotten completely soft, began to inflate again in Suzy's
squeezing little belly.
"Ooooh Daddy, I feel that," said Suzy, as she began to
squirm on her father's hardening penis.
"Here, Honey. Try it this way," Dan said, as he pulled the
little girl off his cock; then lay back on the bed, and motioned
for her to climb on top. Suzy immediately pushed her father's
big cock between her legs, and sat down on him. The two
incestuous lovers both sighed with satisfaction as the man's
penis disappeared again into his diminutive offspring's tight
little belly.
"Oooh Daddy," the little girl said, as she forced herself
down on her father's enormous penis until the head of the
engorged member squeezed into her hungry little womb, "I think it
goes in deeper this way."
Dan liked the feeling of his daughter's tight little slit
squeezing his engorged cock. After cumming 3 times that day
however, he was in no hurry to do it again. He wanted to enjoy
the sensations of being mated to his daughter as long as he could
this time. "Jeremy, June," he called to his elder two children,
"come over here on the bed, and do it this way. You can both
rest, and still fuck at the same time."
Jeremy hurried to comply. When he pulled his cock out of
his little sister, a flood of white flowed out of the little
girl's slit and started to soak into the chair. Mary hurriedly
grabbed the box of tissue beside the bed, and mopped up the mess
between her young daughter's legs.
"There," she said. "Next time watch it when you pull out."
"Daddy's cum didn't come out of Suzy, when *they* switched,"
complained June.
"Daddy came in Suzy's womb, and her cervix probably is
holding his sperm inside," explained Mary. "She's so young, her
muscles can probably keep it from coming out."
June, in the meantime, had climbed on top of her brother,
who had joined their father on the bed. Reaching down, she
grabbed her brother's penis, and pushed it up her hole. Shortly,
Suzy and her sister were sliding up and down together on their
father's and brother's respective cocks. It was quite an erotic
sight, and Mary had a good view.
"Slow down you two," Dan cautioned his daughters. "We want
this to last a while."
Obediently, the two little girls slowed their rising and
falling and just sat squirming on their incestuous partners.
"Now Dear," Dan said, "why don't you tell us all about you
and your father? We'd like to hear all the juicy details."
"You want ALL the details?" Mary asked quizzically.
"ALL of them," Dan assured her.
"Well," said Mary, "this may take a while."
The whole family assured her that they all were willing to
listen to the complete story, and this is what she told them:
CHAPTER 7
Mary's Story
I guess it all started with my mother. Or maybe, you could
say, with *her* father. Momma was an only child. She grew up on
the farm with hardly anyone her own age. The nearest neighbors
they had, lived 2 miles away, and had no children. The only time
she met other children, was when she went to school. Momma spent
most of her time with her parents, and they were very close.
When Momma was only 3 years old, she started climbing out of
the crib, which was starting to get too small for her. She would
creep over to her parents' bed, and get in bed with them. Momma
loved to snuggle up next to her father, and go to sleep there.
Well, at first, Grandma and Grandpa tried to put her back in her
own bed, but Momma was persistent. She'd wait until they fell
asleep again, and climb right back into bed with them. After a
while they gave up, and decided that they'd let her sleep with
them, "Until she got older." That was a laugh. She never got
enough "older," that she let them put her in her own bed. It's
true she had her own room, when she got older. Still, every
night, she'd sneak down to her parents' bedroom and crawl in bed
with them, usually on her father's side. She liked it best, when
they'd let her sleep between the two of them.
As you can imagine, at first it put a cramp in her parents'
love-life. After a while though, they decided that she was too
young to know what they were doing, and later they figured that
she knew anyway, so what the heck. It finally got so that they'd
make love whether she was in the room with them or not. They
explained to her what they were doing, that they loved each other
very much, and this was one of the ways that they showed their
love for each other. Momma learned to accept this; and would
enjoy watching them. It made her feel good to know that her
parents still cared for each other.
For some reason (Momma never did tell me.) Grandma was
unable to have any more children, so another child never came
along to interrupt this scenario. After several years, her
parents were so used to having the child in bed with them, that
they found it difficult to sleep without her in bed also. This
went on for several years, until Momma was about 6 or 7.
One night, Momma woke up in the middle of the night with her
father's penis sticking between her legs. This in itself, was
not all that unusual; her father's cock would often grow to an
erection during the night, and she would just lift her leg, and
let it rest between her legs. When her father awoke, he'd pull
away, and Momma would usually get a good view of her parents
making love. This night was different. Her father was having a
"wet dream" and was sliding his cock in and out between her legs
with a copulating motion that Momma had seen him use many times,
on her mother. At first, she was a little frightened. Then she
was proud that her father loved her enough to treat her like her
mother. She closed her legs around her father's cock, and pulled
it up tight against her little slit as she backed up to him and
moved her hips along with his. After a little bit of this, her
father ejaculated in her hands, as she held the head of his penis
where it stuck out from between her legs. Momma knew this white
stuff was what her father usually squirted in her mother, and she
was happy she was able to help her father out in this manner.
Shortly, her father turned over in his sleep, and Momma got up
and washed her hands. After that, Momma always took a
handkerchief to bed with her in case it happened again.
As you might guess, it did happen again. Not that night, or
even the next. Several weeks later, Momma woke up to feel her
father's penis sliding in and out between her legs again. This
time, she used her body and legs to jack him off into the
handkerchief, and went back to sleep with her father's cock still
leaking sperm on her legs. This scene was repeated about once a
week or so, for several months.
After several months of this, Momma found that it felt good
when her father's penis rubbed her little slit back and forth.
She started pulling his cock up against the top of her crack, and
working with him until he came. She got to like the warm slick
feeling of his semen squirting against her belly as she held his
penis up tight against her. Well, as you can guess, one day she
got a little too excited, and pushed the wrong way when her
father started to squirt. Her father's cock pushed up between
her legs, into her little hole, and actually started to squirt
his cum inside Momma for the first time. Momma liked the feeling
of her father squirting his cum inside her, and probably would
have let him continue; but her father was still dreaming and
tried to push his big cock right up into her belly while he was
cumming in her.
This brought a loud "OW!" from Momma, which woke up both her
parents. This started a hoorah that you wouldn't believe. When
Grandma woke up to find her husband with his cock stuck between
their little girl's legs, squirting his sperm right into the
child's belly, she hit the ceiling. She thought he was raping
Momma, and started hitting him, and calling him names, and
threatening him with all sorts of things. It wasn't until Momma
told her that her father was *not* raping her, that he was in fact
asleep, and she had been using his cock to masturbate with, that
her mother finally calmed down. Her mother told her that that
was the last night she would sleep with them. From then on, she
was told, she would sleep in her own room. Well, she didn't
figure on Momma.
That night, after spending 2 hours alone in her own bed for
the first time, Momma got up and sneaked down again to her
parents' bedroom. She waited until they were asleep (It took an
awfully long time, as her parents were used to Momma sleeping
with them.), then she sneaked into their bedroom, and crawled in
next to her Daddy. Her parents were so used to her being in bed
with them, that they didn't even notice until the next morning.
Her parents decided it was a hopeless case, and gave up.
After that, Momma never took the handkerchief to bed again.
When she felt her father's copulating motions, she'd rub the head
of his prick up and down her crack until she felt the first
squirt. Then she'd push her father's penis up against her little
hole, and let him squirt his sperm up inside her. This continued
about once a week, until she was 11.
One night, when Momma was about 11 years old, she started
feeling horny. She hoped that this would be one of 'those'
nights again, but her father just slept. So, Momma snuggled back
up to her father spoon-fashion, and reached for his cock. It
wasn't so big this time, him not having a wet-dream; but she was
able to get it hard enough to fit between her legs. She managed
to get the head between her legs and was pushing down trying to
get more sensation from it when she felt a snapping sensation, as
her father's penis suddenly shot up into her belly. The next
thing she knew, she was fucking her own father. She had figured
her father would be the first to fuck her someday, but it was
still a surprise to the little girl when it happened. At first
it hurt a little, when her father's big cock stretched her tiny
little hole; but pretty soon the child got used to having her
tight little tunnel being enlarged by her father's growing penis.
She started trying to make her father squirt his sperm in her
while he slept. Grandpa however, was not going to sleep through
his first fuck with his daughter. Feeling his daughter's tight
little sleeve sliding up and down his distended cock, woke
Grandpa up within 3 strokes. A minute later, Momma found herself
underneath her father, while the man started pushing his big cock
up into her belly, until it pushed against her unbroken cherry.
Then he pulled it back, until just the head was held by the
clasping lips of her hot little vagina. Back and forth, back and
forth. Pretty soon, Momma could feel her father's big cock start
to swell, and knew she was about to have her father's seed
squirting up inside her belly where it belonged.
The rocking motions woke up her mother, who looked over at
her copulating husband and daughter, sighed, pulled the pillow
over her head, and went back to sleep. Grandpa proceeded to fuck
Momma until both of them came. Momma enjoyed the feeling of
taking her father's sperm properly, in her belly, for the first
time.
From then on, Grandpa would fuck Momma at least twice a
week, when he wasn't fucking Grandma. He never pushed his cock
all the way inside her, and never broke her "cherry" (He said
that was for her husband.), but he did everything else. He
taught Momma how to suck cock, and how to take it up the rear.
Things went on like this for several years, until Grandma died.
When Momma was about 14, she caught the measles. Probably
from someone at school. Her mother and father nursed her through
it, and it wasn't until she was almost over it that they found
out that Grandma had caught it too. They hadn't realized that
Grandma had never had the measles before, and could still catch
it. Well, Grandma caught it hard. I've learned since, that when
older people catch the measles, it's much harder on them. Well,
back in those days, they didn't know that, and didn't take
precautions. Grandma died after about a week of fever and
rambling.
During the last few days, during a short spell when Grandma
was feeling a little better, she asked Grandpa to be sure and
take care of Momma, and to please not leave the farm that the two
of them had worked so hard to make. She then asked Momma to take
good care of her Daddy for her. At the time, the two of them
thought that Grandma would be getting better soon, but promised
anyway to make her feel better.
When Grandma died, Momma thought it was her fault. After
all, she had given Grandma the measles, she figured. So, she
figured it was up to her to take care of Grandpa like her mother
used to. About a week after the funeral, Momma waited until
Grandpa was asleep, sucked on his cock until it was fully erect,
and then sat down on it all the way. Her father woke up with his
14-year-old daughter bleeding all over his belly, but insisting
that he fuck her properly, as she was now his wife. Grandpa told
her that she didn't need to do this, but she insisted, and kept
at it until he gave in. After that, Momma lived with her father
as man and wife until she turned 18. Momma gave Grandpa 3
children, but only the first one lived. That one was Danny.
At this point, there was an interruption in the story, as
Dan blurted, "Danny? But, isn't that the same name as your
father's?"
"Yes Dear, I'm getting to that. Do you want me to tell the
story or not?" Mary replied, annoyed at being interrupted.
Dan assured her that he did, so Mary continued:
Momma had Danny about 2 years later, when she was 16. By
that time, she had established herself as her father's "wife", by
sheer brass. She had already stopped going to school, She just
died her hair, put on paint and powder, Started wearing her
mother's dresses, and acted like she was Grandpa's "new wife".
Nobody questioned her about where they got married, or what
happened to his daughter. In those days, when a girl turned 16,
she either got married, or helped out on the farm; no more
school.
Danny was about 2 years old, and Momma had lost 2 others,
when Grandpa got kicked by a mule and died. The crazy thing was,
they hadn't had a horse or mule on the farm for 5 years when it
happened. Grandpa was helping a neighbor, transfer a mule to a
truck for shipment; when the crazy animal got loose. They had
just recaptured it, when the animal kicked Grandpa right through
a board fence, where he had ducked to get out of the way. The
boards were rotten; and the mule's hoof went right through the
fence like it was cardboard, and stuck there. Grandpa died of a
concussion the next day. I understand the mule broke a leg, and
was shot.
Well, after Grandpa died, Momma decided to quit the charade
about being his "wife." She was 18, the only living heir to the
farm, and with Grandpa dead, no one could cause him trouble about
screwing his own child. She took over the farm, and started to
raise Danny all by herself.
It was hard for Momma to work the farm, all by herself, but
most of the work she managed. She worked out an arrangement with
a nearby farmer, whereby he planted crops on her farm, and she
got paid by getting a share of the produce. Generally, it worked
out to about a 25% share. It wasn't a lot, but with that as
income, and a garden and a cow and a few chickens she somehow
managed to make ends meet without mortgaging the farm, or her own
life to some husband she didn't want. After Grandpa died, at
first Momma thought she'd never want another man. As Danny got
bigger, he was able to help out on the farm more and more, until
by the time he was 18, the farm was back in full operation as a
family concern. During that period however, there were many
lonely and hungry nights that the two of them shared on that
lonely farm in the middle of nowhere.
I don't know just when Momma began sleeping with Danny,
(Yes, you guessed it, Danny is my father.) but I think it started
when Grandpa died and Momma was so lonely and heartbroken that
she took her son to bed and cuddled up with him. Having slept
with her own parents when she was young, she didn't see anything
wrong with having her son sleep with her. They slept in the same
bed for the next several years. Momma eventually managed to get
her sexual appetite under control, and since Danny was too young,
nothing much happened until Daddy got to be about 9 years old.
By that time, Daddy was already starting to get erections. One
day Momma came in late, and found her son playing with himself.
Momma told him that he shouldn't do that; that it was her job;
and proceeded to suck her son's penis until he got some kind of
release, and asked her to quit. After that, the young boy was
after his mother to suck him about 2 or 3 times a day. He didn't
cum yet, but he liked the feeling so well that he wanted to do it
all the time. Well Momma felt this was OK, but she was getting
too turned on herself. So Momma showed him how to lick her, and
made him promise to do her each time she did him. The first time
she came when her own son sucked her to orgasm after so many dry
years was quite something, I understand. Daddy thought she was
dying, or having convulsions, or something. Well, she explained
that it was Ok, and that she just felt too good to hold still,
and that when he was older he would understand better when it
happened to him.
After about a year of this, Momma woke up one night, and
felt her son's cock pressing against her bottom. She just
naturally lifted her leg, slid her son's cock up into her hole,
and enjoyed her first cock-induced orgasm in almost 9 years.
Once Daddy found the pleasures of fucking, he rarely wanted to go
back to just sucking, so Momma decided to let him continue. They
fucked almost every night after that.
It was about a year later, when Daddy was 10, that he
experienced his first orgasm. At first he thought he had peed in
Momma, but she told him that it was all right, and that it was
something that he was supposed to do. A few days later, when he
pulled off Momma, he noticed a trickle of white coming from his
mother's vagina. Momma explained that that was the stuff that
made babies, and that if he wanted, she would let him make one in
her. Talk about letting the fox loose in the chicken coop!
Daddy wanted to do it all the time after that. After several
months, Momma's belly began to swell; and by the time my father
was 11, he was the father of an 8 pound baby boy by his own
mother.
Well Daddy didn't want to stop at just one; and after a few
years there were not only my older brother Jim, but my 2 older
sisters Karen and Diane, Me, my younger brother Joey, and Rachel.
After 6 kids by Daddy, and 3 by her father, Momma felt she had
done her duty (so to speak) and it was time to stop baby-
production. They didn't use any birth-control, just tried to
refrain from full sex during Momma's fertile periods.
Of course, it was a lot easier for Momma; she was 36 years
old, and not so sex-driven any more. Daddy was 19 and just
reaching his peak. Momma would suck Daddy off, and let him "use
the back door," so to speak, but she really hated to put him off.
It wasn't until she came across Karen fucking off my older
brother Jim about 3 years later, that she found what she thought
might be a semi-permanent solution.
"And what was that?" interjected Dan.
Well, Momma walked into the livingroom one day, and found
Karen and Jim, both naked. Jim was behind Karen, and was pushing
his cock up inside his little sister's belly. Momma came in,
just in time to watch her son, as the boy started ejaculating his
sperm right up inside her little girl's womb. Momma could see
that her son was pumping his little sister's womb full of cum, by
watching the tube on the bottom of the boy's cock bulge, each
time another thick sticky gob of cum was forced into her
daughter's welcoming little belly. Jim was almost 13, and Karen
was barely 12 at the time. Momma asked them how long that this
had been going on; and when she learned that they had been having
oral sex for over a year, and that they had only recently
progressed to the "real thing"; she thought that Karen might help
out with her father. Daddy, Karen, Jim, and Mommy all sat down
that night and worked it out, so that whenever either Momma or
Karen was in her fertile period, the other one would take over
the "duties".
This usually worked out fairly well for both of them. It
meant more regular sex (No more sneaking around for Jim and
Karen.) and less worry about pregnancy. They were both able to
have about a week off each time. Of course Daddy and Jim didn't
neglect them. Both of them were expert lovers with their mouths
as well with as their sexual organs. Occasionally however, both
women would have their periods at the same time, and this would
result in a dry-spell for Daddy and Jim.
About 6 months later, Diane got into the act when she found
Daddy screwing Karen one morning. She wanted some too, and when
they found out she wasn't having periods yet, it solved the
timing problems for a while.
Of course, I didn't know about any of this. I was only 10
at the time, and I thought boys were "yucky." I had just started
having my periods (Momma had told me to expect them, so when I
started to bleed I knew what to do. I just never bothered to
tell anyone.), so I thought this whole sex thing was just a
bother and a mess. It wasn't until about a year later that I
started feeling really horny. It seemed that once my periods
started getting regular, I'd get itchy between the legs every
month about halfway between my periods. I had mentioned it to
Marge (A school friend.) and she had shown me how to tickle
myself between the legs until I "Got off." She said her older
brother had shown her what to do. Once I started, it seemed I
just couldn't stop. Pretty soon it seemed that I would spend all
my spare time in my room with one, the other, or both of my hands
stuffed between my legs working myself off until I just couldn't
do it anymore. Well, one day, I finally got caught.
Momma had heard the bed banging against the wall, over and
over one morning when Diane was busy with Daddy. She figured
that if I was old enough to be masturbating, maybe I was old
enough to help out with the "chores". The first thing I knew
about it, was when Momma came into my room just as I was about to
climax for the third time. My hand was between my legs, and I
didn't have a stitch on, so there was no doubt what I was doing.
Momma told me to get up and follow her. I was scared to
death, thinking I was going to be punished for doing something
awful. It was quite a surprise, when Momma led me into Her and
Daddy's bedroom, where Diane was sitting naked on top of Daddy.
She led me over to the bed, and showed me where Daddy's penis was
going up inside Diane. Then, after Daddy and Diane worked
themselves to a climax, Momma showed me the white stuff, that
Daddy had squirted inside Diane, and told me that this was the
stuff that made babies, that Diane was getting a little old to
take that stuff in her belly, and that starting tomorrow, it
would be my job to take care of Daddy each morning. They had me
climb on top of Daddy's sperm-covered penis, and sit down on it,
so that I'd know what to do in the morning. Well naturally being
a virgin, I bled all over the place; but Daddy just kept pushing
his cock up my hole until I started to feel better. Once I
started squirming on top of him, trying to get back my lost
orgasm, Daddy squirted a lot of that white-stuff up inside me;
causing me to climax like I never had with my fingers.
This was the start of a long comedy-of-errors, that resulted
in my getting pregnant.
"What's a comedy of errors, Momma?" inquired Suzy.
"That's when two people think they agree on something, but
each one has a different understanding of what it was they agreed
upon, causing all sorts of troubles," answered Mary as she
continued with the story.
Well in this case, Daddy thought I couldn't get pregnant
because I wasn't having my periods yet. He didn't know that I
had started having periods *before* Diane did. Both Momma and
Daddy figured that since Diane had just started having periods,
it was dangerous for her to fuck Daddy because she might have a
baby. Now me, I thought they were *trying* to make a baby, and
that Diane had gotten too old or something. You've got to
remember that my knowledge of how babies were made was still a
little rudimentary. I was proud that Daddy would want me to bear
his child, and was happy that Momma would let me.
So, every morning, I'd go in and see Daddy, and make him
squirt his sperm in my belly, then go back to my room hoping this
was the time I got pregnant. Daddy on the other hand was glad to
screw me because he figured I couldn't get pregnant, not knowing
that I'd been having regular periods for over 6 months, while my
older sister Diane was just starting, and her periods hadn't
settled down yet. Jim, at this time, was working on a
neighboring farm during the summer, so he didn't figure in the
picture.
It was almost 6 months before things fell apart. It was one
Saturday afternoon, and Daddy and I had just been getting a
"quick one" before returning to the chores. I liked getting
fucked in the afternoons, because then I usually got to carry
Daddy's sperm in my womb until bedtime. Well this afternoon,
Daddy had just shot an especially big load of cum in my belly,
and I was leaking all over the place. As we were mopping up the
mess, I said something to the effect that THAT load was probably
big enough to get me pregnant. Daddy laughed, and agreed that
when I got older, and started having periods, it probably would.
This was a shock to me, so I asked him if not having periods
meant I couldn't get pregnant. When Daddy assured me that was
usually the case, I started to cry. Momma heard me; and asked
Daddy what he had done to make me cry. Well, Daddy told her,
what he had told me, and said he didn't understand why I was
crying. Momma then told me to stop my blubbering, and tell them
what I was crying about. Well between sobs, I told Momma that
Daddy had told me that I couldn't have his baby if I wasn't
having my "monthlies"; and I had stopped having my period several
months ago; and I was so disappointed that I couldn't have a
baby; and I loved Daddy so much, and wanted him to love me; and
now he wouldn't fuck me any more because I couldn't get pregnant.
At this point, I was sobbing on the bed, with my face buried in
the pillow, just crying my heart out. I never saw the
thunderstruck look on my parents' faces. Even after all these
years, I'd still give 10 years off my life to be able to go back
and turn around and see the reaction my sob-story had upon them.
But I was too preoccupied with my own perceived "lost chance" to
have Daddy's baby, that I never realized what a shock I must have
given them.
By the time Mommy and Daddy picked me up and started to
explain, they must have already gotten over their consternation,
and had decided on a course of action to follow.
The next hour was another comedy of errors, and this one was
worse than the first. Daddy picked me up and told me that it was
OK. Momma told me that not only *could* I get pregnant, but that I
probably already *was*, and that not having periods was almost a
sure sign.
Hearing this, I started to brighten up. I wiped the tears
from my eyes, and started feeling proud of myself, when Daddy
blew it.
"What did he do then?" interjected Jeremy.
Mary continued with her story.
Well, just when I was starting to feel happy that I was
finally carrying Daddy's baby; Daddy started to apologize! He
told me that he was sorry he had gotten me pregnant; that he
hadn't intended to; and how sorry he was that he had done that to
me. With each sentence, it got worse and worse. I was
devastated. Daddy didn't love me, I felt. He didn't want me to
have his baby. He didn't want me. He didn't want my baby. I
felt like I wanted to die!
June was quietly crying to herself, in sympathy as she
listened to her mother's story. Her brother's cock had shrank
inside her pussy, as he also sympathized with their mother.
"Did you ever get it straightened out?" snuffled June.
"Eventually," her mother continued.
Well the next thing you know, I was bawling harder than
ever. I had my head buried back in the pillow, and this time I
wouldn't be comforted. I shrugged off my parents' trials to
comfort me. It seemed that each thing that they said, made it
worse. By this time the whole family was standing around
watching. Mom and Dad didn't have a clue, as to what they were
doing wrong.
Finally Karen decided that she'd better take a hand, since
Mommy and Daddy weren't having any luck. She shooed the rest of
the family out of the bedroom, and just sat there, until my
sobbing subsided to a reasonable level. She was a lot bigger
than me. She just picked me up, and put me in her lap. She then
held me close until my gasping sobs slowed down to just tears.
When I seemed a little more composed, she asked me to explain
what was the matter. I remember that conversation as if it
happened yesterday.
"Daddy doesn't love me!" I gasped out almost angrily, my
sorrow and hurt turning to anger at my father.
"Hnnnnh?" she inquired, urging me to continue.
"He doesn't want my baby," I amplified.
"You are going to have a baby?" Karen inquired, somewhat
surprised, but not shocked.
I nodded and continued, "and Daddy doesn't want it! He told
me so." I started crying again.
Karen cuddled me, as she considered our father. She
couldn't imagine it; so she turned back to me and said, "what did
he say. Tell me his exact words."
"Well," I said, "he said, 'I'm sorry I got you pregnant. I
didn't mean to. I wish we could do something about it.'" The
horrible implications of my father's words were too much, and I
went back to sobbing in my big sister's arms.
All of a sudden, a light must have dawned on my sister,
because the next thing I heard was suspiciously like a snicker.
She must have had a lot of self control however because she
stifled it; and started to explain things to me.
"Mary," she said, "listen to me. Daddy loves you very much.
You've just misunderstood him."
"Huh?" I sobbed, a tiny ray of hope gleaming in the darkness
of my despair.
"First, you've got to understand that in most families,
fathers are not supposed to make babies in their little girls.
It's a very bad crime, called ingest. No, incest, I think," she
explained.
"But Momma had. . .," I started to interrupt.
"Momma does her own thing, and that was a long time ago.
Grandpa is dead, and no one is going to cause trouble for him,"
Karen soothed away my objections. "Daddy might get in a lot of
trouble, if you're really pregnant. They might take him away and
we'd never see him again."
This thought was as scary as the thought that Daddy didn't
love me. I was now frightened; that because of me, they'd take
Daddy away. "Oh Karen, what am I going to do?" I wailed.
"Shhh!" she hushed me. "We'll work something out. Don't
worry. We won't let them take Daddy away."
"Now," she continued, "about this other thing, your thinking
that Daddy doesn't want your baby. That's nonsense."
"But he said. . .," I started.
"He said he was sorry he got you pregnant," Karen snapped.
"He never said a word about not wanting your baby."
"But isn't that the same thing?"
"No Honey. Daddy loves you and doesn't want you hurt. It
hurts real bad if you have a baby. He never realized that you
actually *wanted* to have his baby. If he thought that you wanted
his baby, he'd probably be so proud he'd almost burst. Remember,
he thought you were too young, and it was safe. He probably
feels like a heel now, that he didn't try to protect you. He
figures that you'd be mad at him for getting you pregnant."
All of a sudden, I saw what she was getting at. It was like
a religious experience. Daddy *did* love me! Then, I suddenly
felt guilty. Because of me and my ignorance, Daddy not only
might get into trouble, but I had been accusing him of not loving
me when it was his love for me that had caused the
misunderstanding. "Oh God! Karen, how can I ever make it up to
him," I wailed.
Karen smiled at me, and said, "I think you already have,"
while patting my tummy.
I gaped at her.
"Just watch," she assured me.
Sure enough, when Karen got through explaining everything to
Mom and Dad, everyone in the family rushed to assure me that they
not only loved me, but they would love my baby as well. The
whole family gathered round, and made plans to take care of me
and my baby. They worked on taking care of Daddy too. Mom
suggested that she wear padding to make it look like she was
pregnant, and I'd get "sick" for a while. ("Yes dear, That's
where I got the Idea," Mary assured her husband.) Daddy assured
me that not only did he want the baby, but he loved me all the
more because I had wanted it also.
For the next 3 weeks, everyone treated me like a princess.
They wouldn't let me do strenuous work, and they all watched what
I ate, and my health like hawks. Karen had picked up some books
on natural childbirth from the library, and had started me on
exercises. Diane was helping Momma make baby clothes.
Everything was wonderful. Then one morning I woke up with cramps
in my stomach. I thought I had diarrhea, and went to the
bathroom. The next thing I knew, there was a bloody mess in the
toilet. I thought I was dying. Momma said that my screams could
be heard in the next county.
At this point Mary paused in her story to wipe the tears in
her eyes. She looked around. There wasn't a dry eye looking
back at her. She felt a burst of love for her family, that would
sympathize with her so, and continued.
After Momma and Diane got me in the tub, and cleaned up, it
was hours before I was rational. They explained that I had lost
the baby, and I went into hysterics. At first, I wished that it
had been me that died, not the baby, until Karen pointed out
sensibly, that if I had died, the baby would have also. I still
felt so guilty, and heartbroken, that no one could talk to me.
Not even Karen. I felt like I had betrayed Daddy by losing his
baby, and had cheated the rest of the family, and myself also. I
stopped eating. For almost a week, I didn't eat much more than a
slice of toast, and a glass or two of water. The family tells me
I looked like death. It wasn't until I realized what I was doing
to my family, that I came out of it. Specifically, it was Daddy.
One day I looked over at Daddy, and he looked so tired and
haggard. He had obviously been crying, because he thought he was
going to lose me too. Daddy finally couldn't stand it any more.
He came over to me, and begged me not to die. I was shocked. Me
die? I looked at Daddy, and could see that he was serious. The
thought that I was causing my Daddy so much pain, shocked me back
to my senses. I told Daddy that I'd try to do better for him.
He brought me some soup, and I ate it. When Daddy saw that I was
eating again, he told me that if I really wanted his baby that
bad, we could always try again. We both knew that it would never
be the same; but I still begged him to try at least one more
time. That night, I slept with Daddy, alone, for the first time.
Momma shooed everyone else off to their rooms; and she and Diane
slept with Jim that night.
I slept with Daddy for the next 4 months, until I finally
caught again. Each night, Daddy would make love to me. He would
caress me; stroke me; feel me up; eat me; and make me feel like a
real woman. After he had gotten me all hot and bothered, he
would get on top of me, and we would make love. There is no
other word for it. We wouldn't just "fuck," we would hold each
other, and kiss, and snuggle all the while he was sliding his big
baby-making cock in and out of my pussy. I would usually climax
about three or four times before Daddy would stiffen on top of
me, and pump his precious sperm into my womb. In the morning,
Daddy would usually wake up with a hard-on, and we would hurry to
get him off before he got up to go pee. I usually did not get
off in the mornings, I just lay there, and let Daddy squirt his
sperm in my belly. I enjoyed being able to carry my father's
seed in me while I worked all day, until we repeated the whole
thing that night.
It was about 2 weeks after my 12th birthday, that I missed
my period again. I figure Daddy knocked me up on my birthday, or
near enough as makes no matter. From then on, I referred to the
baby growing in my belly as my "Birthday Present" or "My April
Shower," as my birthday was in April. We never had to pull
Momma's stunt with the padding. I didn't start to get big, until
after Thanksgiving; and I was wearing such heavy clothes by then
that no one noticed. Then came the Christmas break from school;
and then in January, we were snowed in for almost a month. April
was born at home, on our farm, in a howling blizzard. Momma
acted as midwife, and took care of everything. The doctor
couldn't have come out there if we had wanted him to, as all the
roads were closed. It's a good thing I didn't have any trouble.
After four hours of yelling and screaming and, "Please Daddy,
Make it stop!" I gave birth to the cutest little bundle of joy
that a mother could wish for. Momma cut the cord, and Daddy
helped by supplying fresh clean linen, and cleaned up the mess.
Karen and Diane watched the two littler kids while Momma and
Daddy took care of me and the baby. Momma kept me out of school
for a week after that; and Daddy went down to the courthouse to
register April as being born in our house. After this, things
went back to normal in our house, except for me having to nurse
the baby; and some trouble saving my milk for Momma to use while
I was at school. I liked nursing, but having big boobs all of a
sudden, sure increased my popularity with the boys at school. Of
course, I wasn't interested; getting all the sex I'd ever want at
home.
About a month after having April, I dropped back into the
"rotation" as it were, with Diane and Karen and Momma. With 4
horny girls, it must have seemed like their own private harem to
Daddy and Jim. Us girls of course, had no troubles getting them
interested if we needed it, and with 4 of us there was almost
always at least one of us whom it was "safe" to fuck properly.
It was shortly after April's 2nd birthday, that Jim and
Karen decide to strike out on their own. They moved into the
next town as husband and wife. Nobody there knew them; and with
the same last name, everyone assumed they were married. This
helped, because the farm wasn't all that big; and with 2 fewer
mouths to feed, Momma and Daddy breathed a lot easier. Jim got a
job working in a hardware store; and Karen worked in the local
bank. After working there for about 10 years, Jim and Karen
bought out the owner of the hardware store, and now work there
together. It'll probably take them a couple more years to pay it
off, but they'll then own it outright. I understand, that they
never did hide their relationship from their children. They all
slept together in one big bed, babies and all. Their son Mike,
was fucking his little sister Judy, before he was 10. The little
girl was carrying her own brother's baby in her womb, when she
was only 11, and had her first child by her big brother when she
was barely 12 years old. Judy had her second child by her own
father, scarcely a year later. Karen, in the meantime, let her
son get her pregnant, so she had another baby, almost the same
time as Judy had her second child. The last I heard, Judy was
pregnant again, by her big brother, and the baby was due sometime
this summer.
This left me, Diane, and Momma to take care of Daddy. By
this time, Joey was starting to get interested, and pretty soon
was crawling into bed with me or Diane. This was a little
dangerous, so we told him what the rules were, and put him on the
"schedule," along with Daddy. The three of us girls decided to
take turns with the two "men," a month at a time. It was during
one of my "turns" with Daddy, that I goofed up, and found myself
pregnant again. I'm not sure if it was just a mistake, or my
body just felt like having another baby, but 3 years after April
I was throwing up, and my belly was beginning to swell with
Daddy's baby.
This time, Diane didn't sit still for being left out. When
she found out that I had missed my period, Diane insisted on
having Daddy fuck her while *she* was fertile, and try to get *her*
pregnant too. So, for a month, I watched as Daddy would fuck my
sister. Daddy would deposit his sperm in Diane's womb, every
night. Sometimes, he would have a little extra for me, but
mostly I'd get my sex from my little brother while Daddy worked
on getting my sister pregnant.
This wasn't all bad for me. Joey would quite often fuck me
when he wasn't helping Momma out. By this time, my little
brother was getting to be quite a skillful lover, even if his
cock wasn't quite as big as Daddy's. Joey could fuck me for
hours before squirting his sperm in my belly. He always had
enough to go at least twice.
I remember one day when he spent the whole day fucking both
me and Momma. He alternated between the two of us, squirting his
sperm in first my belly, then stopping, and squirting the rest in
Momma's. He liked to pretend that he was getting us both
pregnant at the same time. We would play along, asking him to
make a baby in both of us at the same time. Every once in a
while I get a little sad, thinking that I never really gave the
kid a chance. Sometimes, I wish that I *had* let my little brother
knock me up, I just never had the time to spare to carry his baby
though. Anyway, about a month after I got pregnant, Diane missed
her period as well. Both of us had easy pregnancies, and
Delivered healthy baby girls the next spring. We named the
kids. . ."
Dan interrupted the story with a disgusted snort, "don't
tell me. Yours was named 'May' and Diane's was named 'June'. I
always wondered why you insisted on naming June after your
'little sister'. Ha! I guess it's a good thing Suzy wasn't born
in July."
Mary smirked. "So you finally figured it out. It was a
funny family joke at the time, and nice girls names too."
Mary continued with her story:
It was while Diane and I were both sporting big bellies,
that Rachel decided she wanted to get fucked. She had watched
us, and decided that she wanted some too. Rachel wasn't all that
enamored about having babies like Karen and I were; but boy did
that little girl like to fuck! For a while, it looked like our
little sister was going to keep both men so drained, that Diane
and I would be left out completely. After a while though, Rachel
had settled on Joey, as her primary stud, Leaving Daddy for us.
Diane and I decide that was enough babies. We wanted to
save ourselves to marry someone else. After all, Daddy still had
mother, Jim was gone, and there wasn't enough farm to go around
with all of us kids. We helped Momma raise the younger kids
until I got that scholarship that sent me off to the university
where I met you. Diane left later, and is in New York right now,
still looking for another man like Daddy. Joey and Rachel pulled
another "Jim and Karen" stunt, and are living in Toledo. April
is engaged to a nice local boy, and plan's to be married next
summer. When Momma died last year, I understand that May moved
her things into Daddy's room, and has been sleeping there ever
since.
"Was that her first time?" asked Dan.
Mary snickered, as she explained.
First time for May? That's a laugh. May started crawling
into bed with me and Daddy when she was about 6. The little girl
must have found out about Momma and Grandpa from her older
sisters, and she wanted Daddy to fuck her. She wouldn't take no
for an answer. I thought I was oversexed. That lovable little
slut was getting her father to squirt sperm in her belly for 3
years, before he could even get his cock inside her. The little
kid would look so cute; sitting there naked, on her Daddy's lap;
rubbing his big penis in her tiny little crack; until Daddy
couldn't stand it any more. He would push his penis up against
her tiny hole and squirt his seed in the child's belly.
I remember how proud May was, the first time she managed to
get her father's penis inside her. You'd think she had won the
gold-medal or something. We were sitting in the living room,
after going swimming. Everyone was naked, and little May was
sitting on her father's lap, facing him, as she masturbated
herself with his cock. We all thought it was adorable, the way
the little girl worked so hard to get her father to cum in her.
Of course, it was easier for us older girls. Any of us,
could take Daddy's penis clear up inside our belly, and squeeze
the whole thing with our vagina. Little May had only her hot
little hands, and her tiny little slit to stimulate him with.
She would work on Daddy, sometimes for a half hour or more;
rubbing his big cock against her little clit, and pushing the
head of his big penis up against the entrance to her tiny little
cunt, stretching it open, before Daddy would finally discharge
his thick sticky sperm up inside her tiny little vagina. This
time, Daddy had just finished squirting his seed inside her hot
little hole, and she was working for "seconds." Daddy's cock had
shrunk a little after his orgasm, and both he and May were all
slippery with the semen he had already ejaculated inside the
little girl's vagina. All of a sudden, May found herself sitting
on her father, with half of his cock buried inside her tiny
little slit. She called us all over, and showed us that she was
now a "Real Woman," as she could take Daddy's penis right up
inside her belly just like the rest of us. Not quite 9 years
old, and already the little girl was fucking her own father.
Well pretty soon, Daddy was squirting his potent sperm right up
inside the kid's tight little belly. Then the child insisted
that Daddy take her virginity, so that she could fuck him
"Properly".
Within a week, May was taking her father's penis all the way
up inside her hot little belly; and Daddy was regularly squirting
his seed right inside the little girl's womb. It always turned
me on to watch my daughter as she fucked our Daddy. To see her
little belly swell each time Daddy pushed his big cock up in her
tiny little slit, knowing that the same semen that he squirted in
Momma's womb to make me, and then squirted again in my belly to
make May, was about to squirt in our little girl's belly and try
to make another baby in her. It was always a thrill to watch
Daddy sliding his big cock in and out of our little girl's tiny
slit until the child's squirming got to be too much; and he would
finally shove his big penis all the way up in our daughter's tiny
little belly and ejaculate his potent sperm right inside the
little girl's womb.
If it had been up to May, she would have taken over Daddy's
services completely, and left me and Diane out in the cold. Of
course, the rest of us wouldn't stand for that, and put her in
the "rotation" just like everyone else.
Of course, to May, the "rotation" meant something different
than it did to the rest of us. She never stopped fucking. By
this time, most of us girls were on the pill. May wouldn't take
it. She kept right on fucking Daddy even when she started having
her monthlies. She said she wasn't going to cheat him. May
insisted on having Daddy as a partner during her fertile times.
She always made sure that Daddy ejaculated his sperm in her
belly, "Where it belonged," whenever she was fertile. May was
carrying Daddy's baby in her womb when she was only 9, and she
had her first baby by her own father, when she was a little over
10 years old.
"Wow! No wonder you didn't object about me making it with
Suzy," said Dan. At this time, something that had been nagging
him finally came to the surface of his mind. "May. May," he
mused. "Wasn't your Aunt May out here, just about this time last
year?" Dan looked suspiciously at his youngest daughter.
Suzy had the grace to blush. "Yes Daddy, it *was* her idea.
Do you remember when Aunt May came out here, she brought all the
children along?"
Her father nodded and encouraged her to go on.
"Well," continued Suzy, "while she was here, I helped her
take care of the littler kids. Especially the baby. When Aunt
May saw how much I liked the children, she encouraged me to help.
She even had me nursing little Susan."
"You mean you gave the kid a bottle?" asked Jeremy. "That's
nothing unusual. I've taken care of you, and given you your
bottle when I was only 6."
"No, idiot." Suzy smiled sweetly at her older brother. "I
said I nursed her. May had me let the baby suck on my tits to
calm her down. After several days of this, about a week before
she left, I found that I was actually giving milk! I told Aunt
May, and she told me that it wasn't all that unusual, except
maybe for my age. She figured it wouldn't hurt either me or the
baby, so I just continued until she left. Well, about 2 days
before she left, I was sitting there, nursing the baby when I
realized how much I was going to miss the little girl. She felt
almost like my own child; and I didn't want to give her up. When
I started to cry, Aunt May had me explain. She said that if I
wanted a baby that bad, maybe I should have Daddy make one in me.
At first, I was shocked; but after a while, the idea sounded
better and better. I was too young to get married; I love Daddy
more than anybody; and there's no one in the world who's baby I'd
rather have. I knew however, that Daddy would never go for it.
When I told Aunt May this, she told me that I would just have to
get my father in a position where he couldn't refuse. It seemed
like a Godsend, when a few days later, you made me that offer to
improve my grades."
"Why that little she-devil," exclaimed Dan. "She set me
up."
The rest of the family giggled.
"You never finished your story. Tell us about Aunt June,"
prodded June.
Mary continued with her story.
June Didn't get really interested in sex, until she was
about 12. By that time, she had watched May have two babies, and
saw her working on a third. I guess seeing May's pain when she
had her babies scared her. By the time June got interested in
boys, she was on the pill. As far as I know, she only fucked
Daddy once. That was just before she left. She walked into the
bedroom, naked; told me and Diane that this was her turn; and
chased us all out. We were somewhat disappointed in not being
able to watch; but we sure all crowded around the door and
listened! June told Daddy that she felt she owed him the chance,
just like the rest of us. She said she had stopped taking the
pill 3 months ago; that this was the middle of her period, when
she was the most fertile; and she was going to let him try to
make a baby in her. She said she was going to be moving to LA;
and felt she owed him this one chance. Daddy, of course,
insisted that she owed him nothing, and to go get dressed. June
told him that it didn't matter what he felt; *she* felt she owed
him this, and she was going to stay there, naked, in his bedroom,
until either he fucked her, or she starved to death. June was
adamant. Daddy just gave up and fucked her. After that one
time, June waited until she got her next period, and then started
packing.
"Where is June now?" inquired Dan.
"June," sighed Mary, "is living in LA working as a high-
class prostitute. For some reason, she likes sex, but doesn't
want to get hooked up to just one man; and she's scared to death
of having babies. She sure doesn't get that from anyone else in
the family. She says this way she gets all the sex she wants,
with no hassles. She picks her own clientele, and sets her own
prices. 'Easy work, and her own boss,' she says. None of the
rest of the family understands her, but we still love her. She
still comes out to visit every few years."
"Oh," said Dan, nonplused, "so you are the sister of your
father, and the mother of your sister. If I have it right."
Mary snickered. "If you think that's complicated, consider
May. May is the sister of her mother; the mother of her own
sister and brother; the grandchild of her sister and aunt; the
daughter of her aunt and sister both; and the wife of her father,
grandfather, uncle and granduncle all rolled into one. It would
probably take a year to catalog her uncle/aunt, niece/nephew, and
cousin relationships. Every time I hear the horror stories about
inbreeding, I have to laugh. Not one of the children in our
family is retarded. In fact, most of us have tested with above-
normal IQs. May's children are all bright active youngsters.
Not a dud in the bunch. Of course that makes sense. Her kids
are 7/8ths or more Daddy, and he's no dumbbell."
Mary looked over at her two daughters, still sitting legs-
spread, on their respective partners. "Did you get off?" she
asked them.
Both little girls nodded.
Suzy said, "Dad went off in me three times, while you were
talking."
"Twice," said June, referring to Jeremy.
"Well, I think that we've had enough sex for tonight. Let's
all go to bed," Mary said, as she started for the bathroom to
take a shower.
"WE have," said Dan. "I don't know about you." He looked
around at his children and got their nodding agreement. "Let's
get her kids!" he yelled.
"Wha. . .," said Mary; as the next thing she knew, she was
buried under a pile of warm, friendly, naked, bodies. By the
time she got her orientation back, she found herself flat on her
back, with a daughter sucking on each swollen tit. She could
feel their naked breasts rubbing against her sides and their flat
little bellies were rubbing against her hips. Down between her
legs, all she could see was a head of hair that went up and down
in time with the delicious feeling of being eaten by an expert.
Out of sight, but definitely not out of feel, she could feel
her head being rubbed in a finger massage that she recognized as
coming from her husband. He was so good at it, and knew how much
she loved it. At first Mary was inclined to tell Jeremy to stop
it; that she was his mother after all; but then she realized that
would be hypocritical. She relaxed in the warmth of knowing that
she was loved. The warmth crept up her legs, down from her
breasts, and all of a sudden centered in her overheated vagina
where her son was nibbling at her clit, then stabbing his tongue
in her hot little hole, and licking up and down. She climaxed
violently. Jeremy didn't stop. Neither did her two daughters
and husband. Mary kept climaxing time after time until she was
about to collapse from exhaustion.
"Stop! No more. That's enough!" she gasped.
"Not quite enough," said Dan. Motioning to his son he said,
"OK Jeremy, Now!"
The next thing Mary knew, she felt her vagina being filled
with a stiff hard cock; as her son replaced his tongue with a
part of his body more fitted to the purpose. Mary couldn't help
herself. She wrapped her legs around her rutting son, and begged
him to continue.
"Fuck me Jeremy," she said. "Show me how much you love me.
Shoot your baby-juice in your mother. Show Momma how you like to
fuck her; just like you do your little sister. Lets see you make
a baby in your mother. You do it right, and Momma'll give you
another little baby sister to fuck. FUCK ME!" Mary's voice rose
almost to a scream; as she started having climax after climax at
the thought of having her own son knock her up.
The older woman was halfway through her third massive orgasm
since her son had started to fuck her, when she felt his penis
blossom to incredible hardness, and started spewing thick rich
semen into her wildly gyrating belly.
"Oh Momma, I'm cumming in you. Let me make a baby in you
Momma. Here it comes. Unhh Uhhhhn!" Jeremy grunted, as he
squirted the last of his sperm in his own mother's welcoming
vagina. "Whoooo!" he gasped, as he collapsed on top of his
mother; between his two horny sisters who greeted him with sloppy
kisses as they temporarily neglected their mother's
overstimulated breasts.
Mary felt both exhausted, and crushed at the same time; as
her husband came around to join the pile on the bed. She hugged
her family though, and would have lain there comfortably in the
loving arms of her family for hours, in spite of the weight, if
she hadn't stopped to think of something.
"What about you Dear?" she inquired. "Don't you want some?"
In spite of being exhausted, she knew she couldn't refuse her
husband, after this.
"I think that six times in 5 hours is more than enough, and
a plenty for me. Don't you think so? I don't think I could get
it up if all three of you girls worked on me at once." Dan
shrugged off her suggestion.
"Wanna bet?" replied June and Suzy simultaneously.
"No Dears. No bet. I'd probably lose. I just think I've
had enough for today, and the same goes for all of you. Don't
you agree?" Dan looked at each of his naked offspring, and then
at his wife. Everyone felt deliciously satiated, and almost
wrung out. There were no contradictions.
"Now!" said Mary, "Everyone into the shower. No, not
separately, all together. It's fun."
It was too. All five of them just barely fit in the shower
together. There was much squirming of naked skin against naked
skin; plump tit being rubbed against hairy arm; and flat slippery
belly against rounded rump. They tickled each other and played
"Grab the sausage," and "Hide the finger," until the shower
almost collapsed under the strain when Jeremy dropped the soap;
and couldn't get up when he reached down to get it. Mary finally
shooed everyone off to bed. She sent Dan into Suzy's bedroom to
sleep with his daughter for the night; and invited June and
Jeremy to join her in the big bed in the master bedroom.
Within 10 minutes, Mary was sleeping soundly on one side of
her son, while June was asleep on the other. Jeremy cuddled up
to his sleeping sister; lifted her leg so his cock wasn't
strained; and put it between her legs, up against her still
slippery-with-his-sperm cunt. He wrapped his mother's arm around
both him and his sister, as they cuddled all together spoon-
fashion and slid off to sleep.
In the other bedroom, Suzy cuddled up with her father.
"Daddy. Can I sleep with you inside me?" the little girl
requested.
"If you can get it hard enough," Dan replied, pointing down
to his shrunken member.
Suzy didn't reply this time. She just backed up to him, and
reached down with her hot little hand; pulled his flaccid penis
up against her slippery little hole; and proceeded to jack him
off against her slippery little slit. After about a minute of
this, her father's cock was hard enough that with a little
straining, it went up her horny little hole with a rush. For a
minute, she squeezed her father's penis with her vagina and
enjoyed the twinges of response she got. Shortly thereafter, she
fell asleep. Dan lay there a little bit longer, enjoying the
gentle squeezing of his young daughter's vagina on his prick. He
was tempted to push in and out, and try to impregnate his little
daughter in her sleep; but conscience and weariness overtook him.
He fell asleep, while still contemplating the notion.
About halfway through the night, Dan started dreaming. He
thought his two lovely daughters were both begging him to get
them pregnant. First Suzy, then June would take his swollen cock
and stick it up between her legs, and ask him to squirt his semen
into her clasping little vagina. Without waking, his penis
expanded and he ejaculated a fresh load of sperm into his
sleeping daughter's unresisting little belly. After that, his
sleep got deeper, and he didn't dream at all; as he slept with
his big cock acting like a plug; keeping his potent seed trapped
in his little daughter's quietly accepting vagina.
CHAPTER 8
Cindy gets an unexpected proposal
Cindy was dying. She had been playing in the sandbox, when
the truck backed up and began dumping sand on her. Her legs were
trapped. She couldn't feel them at all. She knew she had
internal injuries, because of the pain in her belly. The
pressure of the sand was crushing her. It was squashing her
belly, and crushing her chest. She could barely breathe.
"Not now!" she thought, "I'm too young. I never had a
chance to love a man properly. Please God! I want to live to
have children. To know what love really is!" Cindy wanted to
scream, but couldn't get her breath. She opened her mouth, and
sand got in. The pressure got greater.
"Oh John," she thought, "I could have loved you, but I never
had a chance!" Cindy opened her mouth for one final scream
before the sand covered her head; and got a mouthful of hair.
"Hair? hair???! What the?" Cindy woke up, and spit out
the mouthful of hair that John had inadvertently draped into her
mouth. All of a sudden things began to make sense. The rumble
of the sand-truck was John Stockdale's quiet snore. The slight
pain in her groin, was from her lost virginity. The squashed
feeling, and the inability to breathe properly, were the natural
results of a 200 pound man sleeping on top of a 80 pound girl.
Cindy moved her legs, and was relieved to find that she
could not only move, but feel with them as well. She ran her
little legs along his big hairy ones; and enjoyed the feel of
their naked skin rubbing together. She was going to be able to
have love after all! Quietly, she said, "Thank you Lord." Cindy
wasn't religious; but she felt so grateful that she was alive,
and had someone she could love; she had to thank someone.
Cindy pushed up on her older lover. He was so heavy, she
could hardly move him. John instinctively resisted the movement,
and snuggled closer. He kissed the little girl on the neck,
mumbled something that sounded like, "Love you," and went back to
snoring. The squirming pulled his semi-hard cock about an inch
out of the little girl's belly. Then it went back in, and seated
itself with his pubic hair once more rubbing against her light
fuzz above, and bare slit below.
The sensation thrilled Cindy. She stopped trying to push
the man off her chest, and concentrated on working her little
mound against his groin; and sliding her vagina up and down
around his swelling cock. She worked, and worked, but just
couldn't quite get off. Eventually, she got tired, and drifted
back to sleep. This time, she wrapped her arms lovingly around
her sleeping lover, and dreamed of big teddy bears and thick
heavy, warm covers. Eventually, she stopped dreaming entirely,
and slipped into a deep dreamless sleep.
Cindy's midnight administrations had not gone completely
unnoticed. John Stockdale had been sleeping, when the little
girl began working herself around his cock. His drowsing brain
incorporated the feel into his dreams: where he was back in his
office at school, and Cindy Macon, and little Suzy Fisher were
both naked, and playing with his cock. He dreamed that he had
just convinced little Suzy to let him put his cock in her tiny
little slit, "Just to see what it feels like." He was just
starting to push his engorged penis up in the little girl's belly
while Cindy cheered him on. In his dream, it felt so good as his
swollen prick vanished up inside the tight little hole. He could
feel the child's hungry little vagina squeezing on his cock,
trying to coax his sperm out of his balls and into her eager
young belly, where it belonged. Gradually, the dream faded into
reality. "What a wet-dream!" John thought. Amazingly, the
sensations continued, even though the dream was ending. He still
felt the budding little tits against his chest, and the tight
squeeze of an immature young vagina sucking on his sliding cock.
If he looked down, he could see a flat little belly, and an
almost hairless slit stretched tightly around his now fully
engorged prick. Farther up, were two of the nicest little mounds
of tit-flesh that a man would ever want to fondle. John came
fully awake, and realized where he was. He was in bed with the
sexiest little girl in the whole 5th grade class. He was
spending the night in the child's own bedroom, where earlier he
had taken the little girl's virginity. Now he was actually
fucking the little girl while she slept. He felt the child's
vagina sucking on his penis, each time he pulled out, and
squeezing each time he pushed in. Mentally, it was exciting to
know that he had already ejaculated his sperm twice in the little
girl's belly; and the child was already carrying his seed in her
tiny little womb. Knowing the little girl wouldn't mind if he
tried to get her pregnant, was too much, even for a strong-minded
man like John Stockdale. He knew he was going to try to breed
the sleeping child. Carefully, he pulled his swollen cock
halfway out of the sexy little girl, and then slid it all the way
home in her tight little belly. He pushed his cock up hard in
the nubile young girl; and felt a little squirt of pre-cum leave
his prick, and lubricate the inside of her vagina. Back and
forth, back and forth, his big cock slid. There was something
incredibly exciting about trying to impregnate an 11-year-old
girl, while she slept; knowing she couldn't object. One more
push, and John knew the time had come. He was going to do it.
He was going to inseminate the sleeping child. He pushed his
swollen cock all the way up in the little girl's belly, as spasm
after spasm shook him. He was trying to squirt as much of his
dangerous baby-making sperm, as far up inside the little girl as
he could. The thrill of knowing he might father a child on the
innocent young girl, was incredible. It was naughty, and
forbidden, and incredibly sexy. Even the slight pangs of
conscience that might have spoiled his pleasure, were soothed by
the knowledge that Suzy had wanted him to cum in her earlier; and
her parents wouldn't get mad, even if he did get the little girl
pregnant.
John's ejaculations slowed to squirts, and then dribbles.
He pulled his now tender cock from the clasping vagina of the
sleeping child. Noticing a bubble of white welling from the
little girl's puffy slit, he fumbled for a tissue, and stuck a
piece in the child's little hole to act as a plug. He then
flopped over on his back alongside the little girl, as the
realization came to him of how much he was going to miss the girl
("Woman now," he corrected himself.) when he had to go home the
next day. Damn! Only one night with this incredible child, and
he was already seriously considering marriage. The self
revelation was astounding. He actually loved the little girl.
The more he thought about it, the more certain he was. He'd have
to ask her in the morning.
All of a sudden, he berated himself for an idiot. The girl
was much too young. It would be at least two more years before
she could get married even with her parents' consent. Besides,
what kind of ego-trip was he on, to think that she'd accept. She
had told him that this was just to "Pop her cherry." She'd
probably laugh in his face.
This last thought, was too outrageous. John was too
intelligent to delude himself with that one. Cindy was too nice
a girl to laugh at a prospective suitor. He'd watched the little
girl turn down Joe Jackson's crude proposal in the hall one day.
She had managed to tell him no, without being sarcastic, or mean.
If she could do that with a scumball like J. J., he knew she
would find some way to let him down easy. Well, nothing
ventured, nothing gained. He resolved to ask the child (Woman)
the next day, First Thing. With that resolution, John Stockdale
wrapped his arms around the sleeping child and went to sleep. It
was so comfortable that the last thought he had as he drifted off
to slumberland, was, "I could get used to this, very easily."
The next morning, John woke up to a hard-on. There was a
warm slippery something moving up and down on his cock. After a
few seconds, he recognized the sensation of a terrific blow-job.
"You don't have to do that, Honey," he told Cindy through
closed eyes; enjoying the sensations of a warm wonderful mouth
sucking on his rapidly expanding prick. He reached down to rub
the girl's scalp while he talked. His fingers tangled in the
girl's soft curly hair when he started to rub.
"Curly hair?!" his mind screamed at him, "Cindy has
beautiful *straight* brown hair." His eyes snapped open as he
jerked upright, and looked into the friendly eyes of Marylin
Summers. Marylin was just giving his cock one last tongue-
licking suck. The amazing little girl with the big boobs was
completely naked, except for a flimsy bra tucked underneath her
dangling mammarys, and a friendly grin.
"Isn't this a nice way to wake up?" inquired Marylin. "I
try to wake Billy up this way whenever I can. Makes him get all
ready to fuck. I can't imagine why." This last outrageous
denial was given with a smirk and a sparkle in her eye that
showed that she was sharing a private joke with him.
"But. But what happened. . .?" John Stockdale was at a
loss for words.
"To Cindy?" Marylin finished for him. "I sent her in to
take care of her big brother, now that her virginity is no longer
in the way. I told her that I'd take care of you, until she gets
back."
"But I was going to tell her. . .," John's voice trailed
off. This was private.
"That you loved her, and wanted her to marry you. Right?"
The pretty face smiled at him as she completed his second
unfinished sentence, while keeping her hand moving up and down on
his rigid cock.
"How. How did *You* know?" John felt his face flaming red as
he asked.
"You kept mumbling about it in your sleep. When I met Cindy
in the bathroom this morning, she told me about it. She sounded
kind of proud, and yet confused. So I suggested that she go in
and take care of her brother; while I took some of the lust out
of your love, and toned it down to something a 12-year-old girl
could handle." Marylin paused, then continued, "Now don't go
getting all uptight. Cindy'll be back here in a few minutes. If
you fuck me first, you won't be so horny and goggle-eyed when you
propose. That is unless you don't like me." This last was said
with a wistfulness that showed how insecure the child really was
about her sexuality; in spite of her obvious charms and
experience.
"Uh no. It's not that. It's just that Cindy. . ." John's
voice trailed off again. How was he going to explain this to
this amazing young girl?
"Cindy knows what I'm doing, and doesn't mind. If she did,
do you think she would have left me alone in here with you?" The
girl raised her eyebrows in question.
"Uh, no but. . ." John couldn't think of what to say.
"No buts. Now come here, and fuck me. That is, unless you
don't want to." Marylin moved over on the bed, and motioned for
the man to get on top of her.
John Stockdale gave up. It seemed like this house was
filled with sexual conspiracies. He rolled over on top of the
blond sex maniac, and grabbed her enormous mammarys. "OK," he
said, "but first, I'm going to do this." With this, he started
sucking on one large tit, while he massaged the other with his
left hand. His right hand was not idle. He reached down between
the girl's legs, and started pushing his index finger in and out
of her squishy love hole.
"Oh Mr. Stockdale. How did you know that I love to have my
tits sucked? Do that some more. Push your finger right up
inside! Augghh!" The 16-year-old girl began to climax around
his probing digit.
"I know just what horny little girls like you need. And
right now, what you need is more of this!" With this statement,
John switched. He moved his mouth to the other swollen tit, and
swapped hands his right hand started caressing the girl's right
breast, while his left dipped into the creaming little fuzzy slot
that had been sucking on his right hand.
"Oh that feels so good. Now fuck me. Please?" The
pleading of the 16-year-old sexpot was too much. John got
between the girl's legs, and positioned his engorged cock in her
fuzz-covered little hole
"OK Marylin, here it comes," he exclaimed, as he pushed his
swollen member all the way up in the girl with a rush. The man
felt a tight ring surround the head of his penis, and then slip
down his cock until it grabbed the base so tightly, it was almost
painful. The teenager was even tighter than Cindy, and Cindy had
been a virgin! The squeezing of the girl's vagina as she started
to climax, trying to milk the sperm up from his balls and into
her eager young belly was incredible. John knew he wasn't going
to last long.
"Marylin, slow up," he cautioned the madly humping girl,
"I'm going to cum!"
"Do it," she grunted. "Cum in me. 'Want your cum in me."
"Shouldn't I pull out?" John asked, "I don't want to knock
you up."
"'s OK," the oversexed teenybopper assured him, "'On the
pill. Squirt your cum in my belly. Now! Unnh UnnnGh!" She
suddenly grabbed him in an embrace that threatened to choke him
as her pelvis went into high-gear, and her vaginal muscles
spasmed so hard around his cock that he felt she might tear it
off if she wasn't careful. John Stockdale's penis had had
enough. It bulged dangerously, and began to spew thick sticky
ropes of semen into the vagina of the climaxing teenager. Squirt
after squirt. John felt like he was emptying his whole body into
the belly of the orgasming young girl. Finally, his ejaculations
slowed to a trickle of sperm leaking from the head of his penis
into the girl's spasming hole.
"Oh God that was good!" said Marylin, as she came down from
her mighty climax. "I always wanted to fuck you. Ever since if
first entered your class, I knew that one day I'd have to have
you. If I'd known that it would be this good, I'd probably have
raped you back then." She followed this with a little giggle as
her body started to relax.
John had to agree. It *had* been good. Still. . . "Uh
Marylin. Don't get hung up on me. Right now, Cindy is the girl
I want," he warned.
"Oh don't be silly," she replied, "I know that! I love
Billy too. That doesn't keep me from getting a little on the
side." She stopped to giggle. "Or a lot, as the case may be.
Billy understands, and so does Cindy. I just want you to fuck me
once in a while. I'll get Cindy's permission each time, if
that'll ease your conscience. OK?"
"Well, under those conditions, what can I say but OK?" John
replied, as he tried to disconnect from the incredible young
girl. A tight ring *squeezed* its way down the length of his
prick, stripping one last sticky glob of sperm from the head of
his cock, into the welcoming belly of the oversexed teenager with
the incredible bosom. "I'll get a tissue," he said, as his penis
finally snapped out.
"Don't bother," said Marylin, "look." Sure enough, not a
drop of semen leaked out of the girl's vagina, as she got up and
headed for the connecting bathroom. "I can keep it inside for
hours," she assured him. Her muscular control was incredible.
"Which reminds me," she continued, as she stopped, posing
naked, in the doorway, "I want you to promise me something."
"Well, that depends," said John carefully. "What?"
"Someday, after I'm married, I might want to have a baby.
Your baby. I want you to promise that you'll fuck me then, and
help me get pregnant. You won't have to support the baby or
anything, just help me make it."
"But what about Billy, and Cindy?" John temporized.
"Billy knows about me, and will do what I want. He's
already told me that if I marry him, I could have a baby by
anybody I want. He just insists that at least every other one be
his. As for Cindy, I'd get her permission first. Who knows, If
you two are married by that time, maybe she'll want to have one
by Billy, and we'd just swap."
The thought was too incredible. "Well, OK. If you say so,"
he replied.
"I do say so. Promise?"
"OK, Ok. I promise. Now get your cute little ass out of
here, and send Cindy back when she's finished with her brother."
Marylin wiggled her "cute" little ass back at him as she
proceeded through the bathroom without stopping to drain his seed
out of her vagina. She kept on going right through the
connecting door on the other side; leaving both doors open so
that John could see into the other bedroom. There was part of a
bed visible in the opposite doorway; on which, John could see
Cindy's torso, as it shook with regular jolts. Someone was
obviously fucking the little girl; and from the sound of it, she
was about to have a rousing climax.
"Oh Billy. Fuck me, Fuck me FUCK ME!" The obscene words
spilled from the little girl's lips. "Squirt your sperm in my
belly. Don't hold back. Let me feel you cum in me. Unh
Unnnnh!" These last 2 grunts were forced from the child's lips,
as her brother jammed his cock high up into her tight little
snatch and held it there, as he ejaculated squirt after thick
sticky squirt of potent seed right up inside his own little
sister's belly, where it belonged.
Shortly, Cindy appeared in the doorway; the very picture of
a freshly fucked young girl. Her brother's sperm was leaking out
of her little slit, and dribbling down her leg; as she hurried to
the stool, and began to clean herself up with tissue. She looked
over at the man standing in the doorway with an embarrassed grin.
"Sorry," she said, "I just had to let him. If it wasn't for
Billy, I'd probably have been out screwing half the school by
now, and have been pregnant 6 times over."
John nodded his understanding; and then said, "could we
talk, privately? Please?" This last was almost a plaintive plea
for understanding.
"Yes Dear," said Cindy. She figured she knew what the
conversation was going to be about.
John's heart raced. She had called him, "Dear." Now he
could only hope, that the little girl knew what that term of
endearment had meant to him.
Cindy finished her toilet; and reentered the room, shutting
the door behind her. The young girl walked, unselfconsciously
naked, over to the man sitting on the bed, and cuddled up in his
lap.
"Now, what was it you wanted to say?" the girl asked, as she
smiled at him with a warmth that felt like the sun coming out
from behind a cloud.
At first, John was speechless. How could he tell this
incredibly beautiful child how much he loved her, without
sounding like a boy on his first date? He decided that even that
was better than looking like a dumb idiot. "Cindy," he said.
"Yes?" she encouraged. The sound from her lips almost
stopped his heart. It took the man several seconds to recover
before he continued.
"Cindy, do you remember what I said last night, about not
expecting me to marry you?"
Cindy nodded, and said, "I meant it. You can have me as
often as you want. No strings attached. If you want, I'll even
let you make a baby in me. Would you like that?"
John Stockdale started to shake his head, then realized how
that might be misinterpreted. He started to nod, then blushed,
and finally ended up hiding his face in his hands. Why did the
child have to make it so difficult?
"What's the matter? Don't you want me?" The little girl
looked almost frightened.
This was too much for John. He grabbed the girl, and buried
his face in the beautiful long hair that was draped over her
shoulder, as he started to cry.
"It's OK," Cindy comforted him, as she as she patted him on
the back. She figured if he didn't want her, she wasn't going to
push him. She would learn to live with the heartache somehow.
After all, the man had never promised to love her. She was just
going to have to hide her love, and act happy, even if it broke
her heart to see him leave. "You don't have to say anything.
We'll just pretend this didn't happen, and you can go back home
without worrying about me." Cindy couldn't resist adding, "I
want you to know, that I'll always be grateful that you were my
first."
John knew he had to control himself. He was about to lose
the chance of his lifetime, if he let this misunderstanding
continue. "No. NO! You don't understand!" he almost bellowed
into the face of the beautiful young girl. John grabbed the
child by her arms and looked her square in the face. "It's not
that I don't want you," he continued, as her face took on a
puzzled look. "The trouble is, I do want you. More than you'll
ever know. I don't want to just fuck you, though you turn me on
like you wouldn't believe. I want to spend my time with you. I
want to wake up next to you every morning. Yes, I even want you
to carry my baby. I don't know how I'm going to go back to my
apartment. I won't be able to sleep without you near. I know
you're much too young to appreciate this; but I love you,
DAMMIT!, and I want to marry you!" This last statement came out
as almost a shout. He looked into the eyes of the girl for his
answer, dreading the thought of seeing fear, or worse yet, pity.
Cindy's face lit up like the sun. She felt like a woman who
had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, and then learns that the
lab had made a mistake, and it wasn't cancer after all, just a
mild skin-rash. He loved her! Not only that, he wanted to *marry*
her! Still, she controlled herself long enough to make sure she
hadn't made a mistake.
"Mmm, John?" she asked.
"Yes," he breathed. His previous declaration had taken
almost everything he had.
"Was that a proposal, or a proposition?" She added a smirk
to lighten the question.
"Both. Will you sleep with me for now, and marry me when
you can?" John held his breath for the answer.
"WAHOOOOO!!!!" the girl bellowed, as she grabbed him like a
drowning man grabs a life-ring. "YES!, and yes!, and yes, and
yes, and yes, and. . ." Each yes was punctuated by a resounding
kiss that landed on another part of the man's anatomy. The last
one landed square on John's cock. From then on, the little
girl's tongue was too busy to talk, as she licked her way up his
body, enjoying the salty taste of his sweat. She ran her lively
little tongue into his belly button, and licked it; before
proceeding up to his chest where she sucked on the man's nipples,
and nipped at the tips with her sharp little teeth. From there
she proceeded to kiss the man on his neck, and on up until she
was nibbling on his ear. Her hot little breath in his ears
almost blew John's mind. The amazing child proceeded to lick all
over his ear; and then she stuck her hot little tongue right
inside. After doing one ear, she worked her way around his neck
with loving kisses, and gave his other ear the same treatment.
"I love you," Cindy said, as she finally stopped long enough
to look the man square in the face. "Say you love me."
"I love youbbblp!" John's voice became garbled as Cindy
mashed her soft warm little mouth down on his, and started
sucking on his tongue so he couldn't finish his reassurance.
For a long time, the two lovers kissed, then pulled apart
and just looked into each other's eyes. John tried to memorize
every detail of Cindy's face. The two of them were so engrossed
with each other, they never noticed the gathering audience that
Cindy's war-whoops had drawn.
"I don't know how I'm going to be able to go back to my
apartment. It'll be two years before you are old enough to get
married, even with your parents' permission. I don't think I'll
be able to sleep, not knowing that you're near." John's voice
was worried, as he shivered; thinking about his lonely bachelor
apartment.
"We'll work something out." The gruff voice caused the two
lovers' heads to turn around so fast that John was surprised that
his neck didn't snap under the strain. The whole family was
looking at them. Billy and Marylin were watching from the
adjoining bathroom. The girl's father and mother were standing
in the doorway that Cindy had left unlocked the night before.
The heads of a little boy could be seen peeking around Arlene's
legs, while the curly head of a little girl peeped between her
fathers. "Is everything OK Cindy?" he asked the girl. "It
sounded like you were screaming."
John was suddenly conscious of his nakedness, and the
nakedness of the little girl who was sitting on his lap. If it
hadn't meant that he would have to dump the girl on the floor, he
would have grabbed his clothes, and dashed out of the room in
embarrassment. Cindy rescued him, by calmly answering her
father's questions, both explicit, and implied.
"I was," she answered. "John asked me to marry him, and I
said yes." This last was almost defiant; as if she was daring
her father to make something of it.
"I see. Well congratulations. Both of you." The older man
sounded sincere. "As I said before, we'll work something out.
C'mon you kids. Let's leave them alone. Oh, and John," this
last was said as Cindy's father stuck his head back inside the
door, just before closing it.
"Yes?" John said, holding the girl in front of him.
"While the two of you are planning your future, you might
give some thought to the fact that there *are* other states besides
this one." This bit of information was followed by the "snick"
of the lock, as the door closed behind him.
Cindy and John stared at each other openmouthed. Of course.
There were several states where a girl could marry as young as 12
with her parents' permission. The two lovers fell together on
the bed as they began to prepare for their future together.
Shortly, there was the squeaking of bedsprings that would have
announced to anyone listening, what was taking place in the
little girl's bedroom, but no one was. John's final thought
before he gave himself up to the charms of the beautiful young
girl was, "I can see why Cindy loves her father so much. I'm
beginning to love her parents, almost as much as she does."
After about 20 minutes, during which John had cum twice in
the beautiful young girl (Once in her belly, and once in her ass.
At her insistence; Cindy said she wanted to get used to it. She
explained that she was going to let him "Use the back door,"
whenever he couldn't fuck her "For Real," up the cunt, without
getting a big belly.), the two lovers paused to talk some more.
"Cindy?" John loved the feel of her name on his lips.
"Mmmmm?" Cindy was feeling too good to do more than purr at
the sound of her name coming from her lover's lips.
"You love your father very much, don't you?" All of a
sudden, John realized how inane that sounded. "I mean more than
just as a father," he expanded.
"What do you mean?" Cindy was confused.
"I mean, like your brother. You'd like to go to bed with
your father, wouldn't you?" John felt he had to know.
"I suppose. I won't though, now that we're engaged." Cindy
felt she owed him that honesty. "Billy either," she finished.
"Oh dear. Now I've done it," the man muttered.
"What?"
"Cindy, listen very closely. I love you," John said.
"I love you too," she replied, warmed by his words.
John was getting frustrated. How could he put this into
words? He tried anyway. "Cindy, what I mean is, I love you. I
don't own you. If you want to make love to somebody, even (or
especially) your own father, I won't object. I just don't want
you to *ever* have to lie to me."
John raised his finger, and put it on the lips of the little
girl as she started to say something.
"Hear me out." He stopped her interruption, then continued,
"Let me finish what I'm going to say, then answer. Please?"
John continued at the girl's acquiescent nod, "I know that
some people get mad, if their wife or girlfriend even looks at
another man. I don't. I consider that jealousy, and I think
it's the result of looking on someone else as your possession;
not someone you want to be happy. I think that jealousy destroys
love, not enhances it. As I said, I love you; I want you to be
happy. If it would make you happy to take your father to bed,
then I'll do everything I can to make it happen. The same thing
goes for your brother. Just save a little for me. Please?"
John's eyes sparkled as he smiled at his own joke, and
continued, "As your husband, I do expect you to carry my children
but," He paused for breath.
Cindy interrupted. "I'd like that!" she said, with a
giggle.
Waving the girl to silence, he continued, "As I was saying,
'but they don't *all* have to be mine, if you don't want.' Marylin
was telling me this morning that Billy told her that she could
have every other child by someone else, if she wanted. If your
brother can be that generous to *his* future wife, I don't see why
I can't with mine."
Cindy gazed at the man with stars in her eyes. "You mean?"
she could barely breathe the question.
"I mean, that after you have at least 2 of my kids, that if
you want to have a baby by your father, or by your big brother,
or even one by each, I won't object. Of course, the next one
after that, would be mine," he added as an afterthought.
Cindy couldn't believe her luck. She knew she had been
getting the handsomest, smartest, most eligible man in town for a
prospective husband, but she hadn't realized how much she had
been prepared to give up to get him. Now to find out that she
wouldn't have to give up anything, that she could have it all,
thanks to this wonderful man. . . . Her little heart almost
melted in gratitude. She proceeded to thank him the best way she
could, by grabbing him, hugging him, and trying to show just how
much she loved him. In the back of her mind, she swore that he
would never lose by his generous offer. She would make it up to
him somehow. A germ of an idea started to grow in her head as
she snuggled up to him. John's cock had received too much use.
It wouldn't rise any more that morning, if all the young female
students in his class had tripped into the room and performed a
striptease in front of him. Still it was pleasant to cuddle up
naked next to a beautiful young, willing female whom, he felt,
loved him almost as much as he loved her.
"Cindy?" John asked after a suitable period.
"Yes Dear?" Cindy muttered into his neck, as she nuzzled his
earlobe.
"Can I ask a favor?"
"Nnnn?" Cindy bit at his earlobe. As if he had to ask. If
John had asked her to jump in a pot of boiling acid, she probably
would have obliged at the moment.
"If you fuck your father, can I watch?"
That got Cindy's attention. "Why you dirty old man!" Her
eyes gleamed with mischief. "We'd have to get his permission."
"Your mother's too."
That thought hadn't occurred to Cindy. "You're probably
right," she said.
"I know I'm right," John continued. "And, now that I think
about it, that's probably the best approach. Your mother would
probably understand, and she could convince your father. I think
I'm beginning to love your mother almost as much as you do."
Cindy smiled. Her smile filled the room like the sun on a
warm spring day. The idea that had been growing in the back of
her mind had just ripened into full fruition. Cindy had just
figured out how to thank this incredible man for his generosity.
"John?" Cindy inquired.
"Yes Cindy?" John rolled the girl's name around on his
tongue.
"When's your birthday?"
"September 4th. Why?"
"Just thinking. That's Labor Day, isn't it?"
"'Day before. Why?" he inquired again.
"I was just thinking about what to get you for your
birthday. I think I'll surprise you."
"Whatever you say." John went back to the enjoyable task of
running his big hands over every inch of this incredibly
beautiful young child's body. He was trying to memorize every
square inch of the little girl's body by feel.
About an hour later, the murmurs in the little girl's
bedroom were interrupted by a cheerful, "Breakfast in 5 minutes!"
that obviously came from Cindy's younger sister.
John reluctantly untangled himself from the arms of his
young fiancee. As he reached for his clothes, Cindy interrupted
him.
"Just your underpants, John," she said. "Breakfast is *very*
informal."
John shrugged, and resisted the impulse to dress anyway.
After last night, he'd believe anything about this family. . .
Well, almost anything. If Cindy had informed him that the whole
family went nude all the time, it wouldn't have surprised him
now. (In fact, that was not far from the truth.)
Cindy followed her own advice; and slipped on a lacy pair of
panties that hid nothing, and the baby-doll that she had worn the
night before. She didn't bother to cover her plump little
breasts. John got the distinct feeling that she had worn the
bikini-top the previous night just to keep from shocking him.
When the two lovers reached the breakfast table, breakfast
was already in progress. Waffles were being served on a first-
come/first-served basis from the waffle-iron. (No frozen waffles
for this family.) There was a huge pot of coffee, and bacon by
the bushel-basket.
As John settled himself in to his seat, he was glad he had
resisted his impulse to "dress decent" for breakfast. He would
have felt as out of place, as a man in top-hat and tails in a
nudist colony. Cindy's father was wearing nothing but a pair of
underpants and an enormous fur-rug on his chest and arms. He
didn't seem to be the least bit embarrassed about dressing that
way; so John felt right at home. Cindy's mother was wearing a
blue baby-doll nightie that, while you couldn't see through it,
didn't hide anything, as the front buttons were missing, and John
could see occasional glimpses of a beautiful set of firm breasts
and a smooth flat belly. He didn't even have to *try* to see the
black "vee" that covered the older woman's mature vagina as the
tiny little baby-doll didn't quite reach that far down.
Cindy's two younger siblings were unabashedly naked. The
two children were arguing over who got the next waffle, when
their mother settled the matter (temporarily) by dividing it
between Cindy and John. John settled down to enjoy the food and
good companionship.
As they started to eat, George waved a forkful of waffles at
the two lovers. "I have a couple of suggestions, If you two
don't mind," he said.
Cindy and John looked at each other and nodded agreement.
Whatever Cindy's father wanted was fine with both of them. They
figured that if he didn't help, their relationship was in trouble
anyway.
"Now, first off, you like teaching, don't you John?"
John nodded his acquiescence.
"Well, I've been thinking. If you two get married next
year, or if anyone finds out that you are even dating, you might
have trouble holding onto your job."
"Yessir, I know," said John, "Cindy and I figured that I
would just have to get another job. One that isn't so sensitive.
We'd also have to move someplace where people didn't know us."
George finished swallowing a bite of waffle, cut another
chunk, speared it with the fork, and brandished the waffle-filled
fork like a wand. "I have another suggestion," he said. "John,
How much do you pay for that apartment of yours?"
John explained that he got the apartment under a special
arrangement with the school for only a small deduction from his
pay. Heating and utilities were extra.
"Well," George inquired, "would you be willing to pay about
20 percent more if you could live with Cindy, and nobody would
think anything funny was going on?"
"Sure, But I don't see. . ." John's voice trailed off as he
decided to wait and let Cindy's father explain.
"What I've got in mind is this: As you can see, this is a
big house." Everybody nodded as he continued, "I've been
thinking, that we could convert one of the garages into a small
apartment, and rent it out. . . to a friend. If you see what I
mean."
"Wow Daddy, what an awesome idea," Cindy breathed.
"Well to continue, If I did this, advertised the place, then
rented it out to you; nobody would think anything if you moved in
here. Especially if you could explain that your overall bill was
smaller here because we covered the heating and utility bills in
your rent. The nifty thing is, Cindy's room is right next to the
garage; and we could cut a door from Cindy's closet, right into
the new apartment, so that they shared a closet. You'd hang your
clothes at one end, Cindy'd hang hers at the other; and nobody
would ever have to know they were connected. Cindy could go into
her room, lock the door and nobody would ever have any idea that
she was sleeping with you. Next year, you two could go and have
a private little wedding just in case. Later, when Cindy turned
17 or 18, you two could have a big fancy public wedding, and
nobody would be the wiser. What do you think?" George inquired;
proud of himself for coming up with what he thought was quite a
nifty solution.
John looked at Cindy. Cindy looked back at John. John
inclined his head. Cindy said, "It sounds wonderful Daddy.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." With the third "Thank you,"
Cindy had landed on her father's lap, and was covering him with
kisses.
George kissed his daughter back, and suddenly became aware
of how much delectable female he had in his lap. His cock
started to rise, stretching the material of his shorts until it
threatened to burst out the hole in the front. "Uh Cindy, you'd
better stop. You don't want to get your poor old father all
excited you know."
"Oh don't be silly Daddy," said Cindy, as she started
kissing him in earnest now; trying to insinuate her slippery
little tongue in his mouth.
"Dear, your fiance is watching," said Arlene, as she tried
to rescue her husband from this embarrassing situation.
"Uh, Mrs. Macon?" inquired John.
"Arlene. Please," replied Arlene.
"Arlene. There's a favor Cindy and I wish to ask of you and
your husband," said John, ignoring Cindy, as she continued to
kiss her father; and began rubbing her developing breasts against
her father's.
"What is it?" asked Arlene, "Does it have anything to do
with this?"
John caught Cindy's eyes, she nodded, and he continued, "Yes
it does." He looked around, saw that the younger children had
left the room, and continued, "Cindy wants to fuck her father."
He figured the best way to say it was the bald statement. "I
told her it was OK with me."
"But?" Arlene could tell there was more.
"But we need your permission, and I told her that I'd like
to watch."
"You're sure about this?" A lot was implied in Arlene's
question.
"I love Cindy." John made the statement as if it explained
everything. By his lights, it did.
"Well, it's OK by me, if that's what you two want. You'll
have to ask him though. I'm not going to."
George had been following the conversation despite the
distraction of his nubile young daughter squirming her half-naked
little body on his swollen cock. "Are you sure that's what you
want?" he asked each of them in turn.
John gravely nodded.
Cindy was much more ebullient. "Oh yes. Please Daddy?"
After living with Arlene, George Macon had learned that when
a woman decides she's gonna, she's gonna. "OK honey, if that's
what you really want, how can I refuse?" he asked, not expecting
an answer. "Do you think you can wait until after lunch? I've
got some calls to make if we want to get this garage-conversion
going by next week."
"Oh yes Daddy! Thank you. Thank you." Cindy resumed her
kissing.
This time, George did not resist when Cindy stuck her lively
little tongue in his mouth. He kissed her back, sucking on her
tongue, and running his hand up and down her back, underneath the
thin nightie. "Later Dear," he cautioned his exuberant
offspring. "You keep this up, and I'll be cumming in my
underpants, not in you."
Cindy eased up; stuck her tongue out at her father; and went
back to sit on John Stockdale's lap. "Well," she pouted, "I'll
just have to wait I guess. In the meantime, I'm sure John won't
be so mean, and turn me down." This was followed by a beam of a
smile at her father that let him know that she wasn't really mad.
Shortly, Cindy and John went back to the little girl's
bedroom, for as Cindy said jokingly, "Something 'big' has come
up, and John and I want to get it straight between us." She
giggled as John continued the joke, "Yes, but I'm sure that if we
work together, Cindy and I can work it out. I'm sure that
everything will work out in the end." The two lovers were almost
cracking up by the time they reached Cindy's bedroom, and shut
the door.
CHAPTER 9
Jeremy gets some unwanted help
Mary felt the man beside her stir. She snuggled up to her
husband, and put her arm around him. She giggled to herself, as
she felt him moving his hips back and forth. The man was having
a wet dream again. Still snickering to herself, Mary reached
around the man and grabbed his erect penis, and started jacking
him off. She thought to herself, "I'll make him cum, and he'll
think he's fucking some young chick."
On the third stroke, she felt her hand hit warm flesh
instead of air. There was someone else in the bed! Mary woke up
completely. She was in bed, not with her husband, but her son.
Not only that, but her daughter June was in bed with them also.
Both of the children were naked, and Jeremy was sliding his cock
in and out between his little sister's legs, leaving a trail of
pre-cum lubricating a path between the little girl's thighs.
Mary couldn't resist. She kept on jacking the boy off. As the
boy pushed in and out, she angled his cock up so that it rubbed
up against his little sister's slit. Back and forth the boy
rubbed, slippery fluid leaking from the end of his engorged cock,
lubricating his little sister's slit, as his mother pushed the
head of his penis up against the tiny little hole between her
little girl's legs. Mary was getting so hot, she couldn't resist
the temptation. The next time her son pulled his cock back, she
angled it up so that the head was pushing into the little hole at
the entrance to her daughter's cunt. When Jeremy next pushed
forward, the head of his penis vanished into the little girl's
crack. Back and forth, back and forth. With each push, more of
the 14-year-old boy's penis would disappear up into his sleeping
little sister's 12-year-old belly. Mary couldn't believe it; it
was so exciting. Jeremy was actually fucking his little sister
in his sleep. Mary kept running her hand up and down the part of
the boy's cock that wasn't up inside the little girl's vagina.
The woman was actually jacking her own son off into his little
sister's vagina. Shortly, Mary felt Jeremy tense up and she knew
the 14-year-old boy was about to squirt his hazardous sperm right
up inside his little sister's fertile young belly. Mary knew she
should stop him, pull his cock out of June, or something, before
the boy got his little sister pregnant, especially after the
warnings she had given both of them the previous evening, but the
situation was so exciting that she could no more have stopped
them, than she could have lifted the fireplace with her bare
hands. When Jeremy suddenly pushed most of his cock up inside
the sleeping child, Mary felt the boy's penis expand, as a bulge
rippled through the tube on the bottom. Mary could tell that her
son was squirting his thick sticky cum inside her sleeping
daughter's immature young vagina. She moved her head closer, so
that she could see as well as feel, each prolific squirt. She
could see the thick sticky curds of Jeremy's potent sperm, as
each one dilated the tube on the bottom of his penis, before
being injected into the receptive belly of the sleeping little
girl.
Mary felt so hot she was sweating, as she watched her
sleeping children mate. The thought of her son, breeding his
little 12-year-old sister, while they both slept, almost made her
scream with unreleased passion. Shortly, a smear of white cream
appeared around Jeremy's cock, just before the boy stopped
squirting his sperm inside his little sister. After a bit,
Jeremy slid back into a deeper sleep, as a dribble of white
sticky cum leaked out from around the young boy's cock that was
still suck up inside his sibling's tiny little slit.
Mary couldn't have slept now, if she had taken a whole
bottle of sleeping pills. She had to go and get some relief.
Easing out of the big bed, she went in search of her husband.
This was not to be Mary's day. As she looked into Suzy's
bedroom, she was just in time to see her husband as the man
started to insert his oversized penis into her youngest
daughter's tiny little cunt. Suzy was trying to hurry him with:
"Fuck me Daddy, please? Get me pregnant. Make a baby in me
Daddy. Unnh, Unnnhhh!" The last two grunts were forced out of
the little girl; as the man forced his enormous cock all the way
up inside his daughter's tiny little belly with a rush.
"Here you go Suzy," Dan said, obviously overcome by his lust
for his own daughter. "Daddy's going to get you pregnant.
Daddy's going to squirt the thick sticky white stuff that makes
babies right up inside your tight little belly, and knock you up
higher than a kite. If you want Daddy's baby in your womb, just
keep fucking me like that. Ooooh that feel's good. Make me cum,
Honey. Make your Daddy squirt his thick sticky cum right up
inside your cute little belly." It was obvious that the man
wasn't going to last very long.
"Oh yes Daddy!" encouraged the little 10-year old girl.
"Cum in me Daddy. Cum. Cum. Cum," Suzy said, as she humped
back at her father, enjoying the feeling of her father's big
cock, sliding in and out of her tiny little slit.
All of a sudden, Dan lurched on top of the underaged little
girl, and pushed his penis as far up inside the child's squirming
little belly as he could. Mary could tell that her husband was
squirting his virile seed right inside their little girl's womb.
"Oh Daddy! That feel's so good. Cum in my belly Daddy,"
Suzy encouraged the man as she worked with him; milking her
father's potent sperm out of his spasming penis, right up into
her eager young belly. "Knock me up Daddy. C'mon, Daddy make a
baby in me." The little girl was thrilled to know that the same
sperm that her father had squirted in her mother's womb 11 years
ago to create her, was now squirting in *her* womb, as her rutting
father worked to make a baby in his own daughter. Each copious
squirt of her own father's precious seed inside her belly, made
the little 10-year-old girl love her father more. Suzy loved the
thought of carrying her handsome father's seed in her womb, and
could hardly wait until she was carrying his baby there. The
thought of watching her little tummy swell, with her own beloved
father's baby growing inside her womb was extremely exciting to
the little girl.
If Mary had been hot before, she was boiling now. Watching
her husband trying to impregnate their little girl was too much
for the hot blooded woman. She fell to the floor with a thump
and started clawing at her overheated snatch. "Fuck me!" she
screamed, "Somebody please fuck me!"
The commotion in the doorway distracted Dan. He had been
ejaculating his sperm in his daughter's tight little belly;
enjoying the thought of impregnating his own little girl; knowing
she wanted his baby, and his whole family supported him in his
effort, when he heard his wife's scream, and saw her collapse in
the doorway. He pulled his still squirting prick out of his
young daughter's belly and ejaculated the last drops of
incestuous sperm all over the tiny little girl's body; leaving a
trail of semen stretching from the child's budding little tits,
all the way down to her tiny little crack where his sperm was
already starting to ooze out in an obscene white glob.
Quickly, Dan rushed over to his wife, where she lay writhing
on the floor; begging somebody, anybody, to fuck her. After just
cumming in his little girl, Dan knew his cock was in no condition
to help satisfy his wife. He figured that the woman had been
watching the two of them fucking, and it had just been too much.
Still, he figured he could help a little.
"Suzy. Go get your brother," he instructed the little girl.
"Maybe he can help." In the meantime, Dan spread his wife's
legs, and "Put his mouth where his money was." He started
licking his sexy wife's creaming slit; trying to get her off at
least once before their son got there.
Once Dan's slippery tongue swabbed up her slit, and touched
her overheated clit, Mary went into convulsions. She grabbed her
husband by the hair; jamming her crotch into his mouth as her
hips started wildly gyrating. She shoved her cunt at the man's
mouth so violently that his teeth banged into her pubic bone and
bruised the lips of her vagina, almost splitting his lip. The
pleasure and the pain combined in one wild orgasm. Mary knew she
was going to regret this later; but she couldn't help herself
now.
"Oh Honey, do it some more. Please? Fuck me Honey. I need
it so bad!" she pleaded with her husband.
Having just fucked his youngest daughter, and nursing a sore
lip, Dan knew he couldn't fuck again quite yet, so he tried to do
his best with what he had. He started to shove first two
fingers, then three up his oversexed wife's squirming hole;
hoping that his son would arrive to help, when he was interrupted
by another scream, this time from the other bedroom.
Hearing her daughter scream, snapped Mary out of her sex-
crazed trance. Her daughter needed her! She scrambled to her
feet and rushed for the door; only to collide with her husband as
they both scrambled to see what was the matter. The two adults
sorted themselves out, and dashed down to the master bedroom,
where they found June pounding her fists on her older brother's
chest; weeping and yelling at him.
"You just couldn't wait, could you?" she yelled at him.
"Now what am I going to do?" the little girl said, as she
collapsed in her brother's arms, sobbing.
"What's the matter?" Mary asked, looking first at Suzy, who
shrugged, and gave a "Search me," look back.
Jeremy looked as confused as Suzy, so Mary turned her
attention to June. "What's the matter Honey? Tell us what's
wrong," she repeated.
June stopped sobbing long enough to throw a black look at
her older brother and say, "He fucked me."
This caused the whole family to look at her in amazement.
"Huh?" was Suzy's comment.
"He fucked me while I was sleeping," June amplified.
"But." "But," came from the two parents. Suzy put their
feelings into words. "But, I thought you liked to fuck him?" she
queried.
"I do," said June, "But we were supposed to use a condom, or
pull out, or something this morning; and big old horny bastard
here just couldn't wait. He just had to fuck me, and shoot his
sperm in me; and now I'm probably pregnant for sure." The girl
went back to sobbing, then stopped, sniffled, and added, "It
wouldn't be so bad, if he'd just asked me. The way I felt last
night, I might have let him knock me up anyway. I'm so mad,
because I thought he cared for me. Now I'm thinking he just
wanted to get his rocks off."
Mary felt guilty. She had to stop this misunderstanding.
"June, wait!" she said. "I'm afraid it's my fault."
"What?" said June, "How could it be your fault? He's the
one who fucked me, and came in me. You sure didn't." She half-
smiled at her own joke.
"Honey," said Mary, "when I woke up this morning, both you
and Jeremy were sleeping. I started jacking Jeremy off in his
sleep, and then I couldn't resist it. I pushed his cock up
inside your pussy, and had him shoot his cum up inside you. He
was sleeping, and didn't even know he did it. I did, and I'm
dreadfully sorry. I was just so horny this morning, that it
seemed natural for me to help your brother make a baby in you.
Besides, last night you wanted it, and I was half asleep. It was
hard for me to even think of stopping him. Can you ever forgive
me?" Mary was almost crying herself as she finished.
June was so happy at not having to hate her brother, that
she would have forgiven anything. "Well, if Jeremy'll forgive
*me*," she said, looking up with pleading eyes at her adored older
brother. "Please?" she implored with tears in her eyes; afraid
that her accusations might have turned him against her.
Jeremy hugged his little sister and assured her that he had
nothing to forgive. It was all just a silly mistake. "Mom?" he
inquired, "Could you get those condoms now, before I really do
accidentally get June pregnant?"
"No," said June.
"Huh?" inquired Jeremy.
"I said NO! As I said earlier, I was almost ready to let
you impregnate me anyway. This decided me. When you fuck me, I
want to feel you squirting inside me, trying to get me pregnant.
I'm not going to cheat you. I was almost sure before. Now I am
sure. I want to carry your baby, and I'm not going to wait until
I'm older. If Suzy can have Daddy's baby, then I'm surely old
enough to have yours. After that, I want Daddy make a baby in me
also. After that, we'll see." June finally ran down.
"But I thought you didn't want. . ." Jeremy couldn't
finish.
"I decided I did. Or don't you want to?"
Jeremy hugged his little sister, and kissed her by way of
answer.
"Dear?" asked Mary.
"Yes Dear?" replied Dan.
"With you fucking Suzy, and Jeremy trying to impregnate
June; I've decided I want to have another baby too."
The whole family turned to look at Mary.
"I figure, that if you make a baby in Suzy; and now June
wants you to father her second child; that it isn't out of line
for me to want Jeremy to knock me up. At first, I thought of
waiting until you started fucking June; then I decided that I'd
better not wait. I don't know how many more years of baby-
production I have left; and if I want to enjoy sharing parenthood
with own my son, I'd better get started before it's too late."
Dan stared at his wife; then laughed, and hugged her. "I
guess if that's what you want, what's a man like me, who's
fucking his own daughter, to say but: OK." He smirked and added,
"Going to have your own grandchild, just like your mother, Huh?"
June interrupted, "But what about me? I thought Jeremy was
going to fuck me, not Mom."
Mary hurried to quell her daughter's worries. "He is, Dear.
Jeremy'll sleep with you every night. Just once in a while, I'll
want him to fuck me, if you don't mind? Maybe we can all do it
together once in a while."
June thought about it, then nodded. As long as she got to
fuck her beloved big brother, it might even be fun to watch him
trying to impregnate their mother. The more she thought about
it, the more she liked the idea. She loved her mother very much,
and she loved her brother also. The thought of having her
brother's baby along with her mother began to turn her on. "Do
you think you're up to it, big boy?" she asked her brother.
"Try me." The 14-year-old leered at his little sister.
"Oh, I'm about to," said June. "Come here Mother. Jeremy's
going to see if he can get his own mother, and his little sister
pregnant in the same day." The two women converged on the still
naked young man.
"C'mon Suzy," said Dan, as he led his younger daughter back
to her room, "Jeremy's got his hands full, it seems, and so do
I." This last was said as he began to massage his little girl's
budding young breasts and run his big hands up and down her
little body, until the child was almost screaming for her father
to fuck her again. Dan proceeded to give his little girl what
she wanted. Before they left the bedroom that morning, Dan had
left three more generous loads of thick, sticky, baby-making
sperm in his little girl's belly, two up her cunt, and one down
her throat. One time, Suzy had sucked her father off, even
though it seemed like a waste; because she said she wanted to
know what it tasted like, and she already had enough of her
father's sperm in her womb to get her pregnant, if she could that
day.
Suzy liked swallowing her father's sperm, but she decided
she preferred to have it squirting up inside her cunt. Sperm
didn't taste bad she decided; it didn't tasted good either. As
far as Suzy was able to tell, sperm didn't have any taste at all,
except for a slightly sweet, sticky flavor. The fun part, was
doing it for her beloved father. Knowing that it made her father
feel good, to squirt his thick sticky sperm in her mouth, made
the little girl shiver with excitement. Suzy decided that she'd
let her father cum in her mouth any time he wanted to. Still, it
felt best to Suzy, when her father had his enormous penis stuck
all the way up in her tight little belly; squirting his potent
seed up inside her tiny little womb; trying to get his own little
girl pregnant.
In the other bedroom, Mary approached her son. "How about
it big boy?" she asked huskily, "Think you can handle two women?"
"Yeah, Jeremy," said his little sister, "there's two horny
women here who need breeding. Do you think you can handle us
both, or should I go and get Daddy to help?"
Jeremy's cock was as hard as a brickbat. Having two
beautiful women begging him to get them pregnant, without any
worries of the consequences, was every man's dream. It was like
having his own harem. When the women were as attractive as his
mother and little sister. . . Jeremy had always had a little
secret letch for his mother. He had often daydreamed about what
his mother had up underneath her dress, but had never had the
nerve to say anything. As for his little sister, June gave him
hard-ons every time he looked at her. It was a wonder to the boy
that he had refrained from going into the little girl's bedroom,
and raping his little sister while she slept, years ago. Of
course, he'd never *really* do such a thing. Jeremy loved his
little sister way too much to ever do such a thing. Still, the
temptation had been there. Now, to have his own gorgeous mother,
with her beautiful full tits, and smooth belly, and lovely fur-
rimmed cunt, asking him to make a baby in the same womb he and
his two sisters had come from, was simply too exciting to bear.
And his little sister wanted him to impregnate her as well!
Jeremy didn't *know* if he could get his own mother and little
sister pregnant in the same day; but he was sure going to try!
June was getting impatient waiting for her brother's reply
while he daydreamed. "Well Momma, I guess Jeremy doesn't want to
fuck us," she said. "Lets go see if somebody else would like to
make babies in our bellies." She made as if to head for the
door.
Jeremy started to object, when Mary intervened. "You go
ahead dear," she said. "Me now, I'm going to get my son to fuck
me, and get me pregnant. You can go find someone else to make
babies in your belly; but I'm going to wait for Jeremy, if it
takes all day."
June came back from the door. "Oh no you don't. I see your
plan, to get Jeremy all to yourself. Jeremy's going to make a
baby in me first!"
Jeremy finally gave in to the humor of the situation. "Come
here, you two oversexed cunts," he commanded. "Neither one of
you is going to be first. I'm going to make a baby in both of
your cute little bellies at the same time."
"This, I've got to see," said June, as she and her mother
hugged the boy.
"Believe me Sis, you won't be able to miss it," snickered
Jeremy, as he led his two naked relatives over to the big bed.
"Now we've got to get you two girls all primed up, and receptive
for my sperm. So June, you get on top of your mother, and start
eating her out."
"But I've never. . .," started June, as her brother started
to position her on top of her mother, with her head facing the
woman's vagina.
"Don't give me that load of blarney, little sister," said
Jeremy, "I know what you and Cindy were doing the other day, and
I don't think it was the first time either!"
Mary looked at her daughter with interest as the little girl
blushed, then inquired, just before she started licking her
mother's creaming snatch, "Jeesh. Can't a girl have *any* secrets
around here?"
"Oh! That feels good Honey. Here let me do you too," Mary
said, as she positioned her daughter so that she could return the
favor. Pretty soon, the two women were licking each other in
unison, as they got more and more aroused.
Jeremy had been excited before. Now he was almost ready to
explode. He knew that he didn't dare cum now, not when he had
two receptive females just begging him to impregnate them.
Climbing on the bed behind his mother, Jeremy instructed his
little sister. "You just keep on licking while I do this," he
said, as he climbed between his mother's legs, and inserted the
head of his cock into the fuzzy gash that his little sister was
licking.
June didn't pause. She kept on licking her mother's crack,
just including her big brother's cock in the licks. Each time
her brother would pull the head of his cock out of her mother's
slit, June would lick the head, then her mother's clit, then back
to her brother's cock, then back to her mother. Back and forth,
back and forth she licked. In the meantime, Mary was doing
yeoman's work on her little girl's little slit. June was getting
so hot she knew she couldn't last much longer.
"I can see how you're going to get Mom pregnant, but how
about me?" the little girl inquired.
Jeremy pushed his cock all the way up in his mother's belly,
enjoying the feeling of his own mother's cunt squeezing on his
leaking prick; as Mary tried to make her son squirt his potent
sperm up inside her receptive belly. "Just wait June," He
instructed. "You're next, and I'm not done yet." With this,
Jeremy withdrew his throbbing penis from inside his mother's
belly; where the boy knew he was in danger of ejaculating his
sperm prematurely.
Jeremy then scrambled around the bed, and repeated the
process with his little sister. He crawled between his sister's
legs; and inserted his swollen cock up in the little girl's
creaming little cunt.
Mary watched, as her son's big cock vanished up her little
girl's tiny hole, right in front of her nose this time. She had
never had such a good view of two people fucking. Shortly, she
was reminded of her own duties; as her daughter paused in her
licking of her mother, and said, "Keep licking Momma, I'm almost
there." Mary resumed licking her daughter's creaming little
cunt; only now she included her son's cock in the process.
Jeremy gave a few deep strokes up his little sister's
squeezing little snatch before he had to stop. He knew he was
about to spout his baby-making sperm right up inside the child's
tight little hole; and June was almost wild as she worked towards
her climax. Regretfully, he pulled his cock out of his little
sister's clasping tunnel.
"What did you do that for?" June was almost crying. "I was
almost ready to cum."
"I said I'd get you *both* pregnant, not just one," said
Jeremy. "Now turn around, and kiss Mom."
June scrambled around on the bed to face her mother as she
inquired. "But what are you going to do?" she said, as she
followed her big brother's instructions, and began kissing her
mother. Mary kissed her little girl back, and June found out
that Cindy (Who had taught June most of what she knew about
kissing.) was an amateur. Her mother really knew how to kiss!
The two women kissed, and slobbered, and tongue-dueled until June
was about to burst. She ground her overheated little snatch
against her mother's; and rubbed their smooth bellies together.
The feeling of her mother's plump tits against her little nubbins
was driving the little girl wild.
Jeremy, in the meantime, had climbed between the two women's
legs; and was about to start. "Look," he said, "I'm going to put
my cock in first one hole, then the other. When I cum, you'll
both get some. Now, let's see which one of you can get the first
squirt." Looking at his own mother and little sister making
love, had kept the boy's cock so aroused, he was almost ready to
burst.
Jeremy slowly pushed his engorged cock all the way up in his
lovely young sister's squeezing little belly. Then, he withdrew,
and angled the big piece of meat down into his mother's creaming
fur-ringed snatch; and slid it all the way home into his own
mother's mature vagina. Out again, and up into his tiny little
sister's almost bare cunt. Out, and down into his mother's
belly. Up, and into his sister's. Down and into his mother. Up
into his sister. Down into his mother. Up, sister. Down,
mother. Up, one more time. The boy slid his swollen penis all
the way home in his little sister's squeezing young belly. The
boy felt the head of his cock snap into the tight ring of muscles
that guarded his little sister's womb. Jeremy was almost ready
to cum.
June beat him to it. The excitement had been too much for
the little girl. Suddenly, Jeremy felt his cock gripped by his
little sister's vagina in a squeeze that literally sucked the
sperm from his balls. The boy exploded, in one big squirt that
sent a torrent of thick greasy sperm right up inside his little
sister's climaxing young womb. Hurriedly, Jeremy withdrew his
spurting penis from the little girl's belly, and sheathed it
inside his mother. Before the boy was able to get his cock
properly inserted in his mother's tunnel, he had spouted two
thick slippery ropes of semen all over the pouting lips of his
little sister's vagina, and down into the hair surrounding his
mother's more mature vulva. Jeremy pushed his squirting prick
deep into his mother's welcoming vagina, and let his thick greasy
cum spew into the woman's squeezing belly. After two good
squirts of sperm in his mother's welcoming vagina, he pulled out;
and managed to get it back into his little sister, before
flushing her still climaxing womb with a fresh shot of baby-
making sperm. He pulled out, and slid his cock back into his
mother; where he left it, as the woman started to climax. Jeremy
let the last of his potent sperm flow into his mother's receptive
vagina.
Making love to her own little girl, then feeling her own son
trying to impregnate her; squirting his virile sperm into her
vagina; made Mary climax like she hadn't done in years. The
woman loved to fuck; and her husband was a wonderful lover; but
having her own son sticking his big baby-making cock right up
inside her clasping vagina, squirting his thick sticky sperm in
her belly; knowing he was trying to make a baby in his own
mother's womb, was so exciting, that she came and came and came.
It was doubly exciting, to know that the boy was working on
impregnating his own little sister at the same time. Mary
figured she hadn't had a climax like this since her father had
fucked her and made their daughter, May in her belly. Now her
own son was trying to have her carry her own grandchild in her
womb; just like she had carried her little sister in her womb for
her father. Mary kept climaxing, and squeezing her son's big
penis with her vagina; trying to coax every last baby-making drop
of the boy's potent seed up into her hungry womb.
By the time the three incestuous lovers left the bedroom in
search of breakfast, the boy had managed to fuck each of the
women individually one more time. First, Jeremy fucked his
mother; because June had already gotten his sperm in her belly
twice that morning. Then Jeremy fucked his little sister again;
leaving one last sticky load of sperm soaking into the little
girl's belly before the boy had to temporarily call it quits.
When Jeremy finally got up from the bed, he was so tired, he
could hardly walk. There was an ache in his groin that told him
that he wouldn't be able to get it up now if his life depended on
it. Still, after looking down at the two satiated women lying
spread-eagled on the bed, each with an obscene white glob of his
thick greasy sperm welling out of her well-fucked hole, Jeremy
decided that he had done a pretty good job.
CHAPTER 10
The Show
After lunch, Arlene called her daughter into the bedroom,
and asked the little girl if she was sure she wanted to do it
with her father.
"You know, you could get pregnant," Arlene warned Cindy.
"Yes Momma. John and I decided it was worth it," Cindy
assured her mother.
"Well, If you're both sure. . ." Arlene was pleased that
Cindy had discussed the matter with her fiance.
"We are. But Momma?" Cindy was hesitant with her question.
"What Dear?" Arlene knew there was something else the
precocious little girl wanted.
"Momma, I don't want John to lose out. Ever. I don't want
to even slightly feel that I'm cheating him. And if Daddy's
fucking me. . ." Cindy couldn't manage to finish. She couldn't
ask this of her own mother. Cindy decided they'd just have to
call the whole thing off.
"Now don't you worry about a thing." Arlene could almost
see the thoughts running through her daughter's mind. "I'll take
care of John. You just enjoy yourself with your father."
"Oh Mom! Would you?" The smile on Cindy's face was enough
thanks for ten times the trouble the woman had gone to.
"Just watch me. That handsome man of yours always did turn
me on; and with George getting in your cute little panties, I
don't see where he should have any objection to me getting a
'strange piece,'" Arlene observed. "Still, I'd better check."
Arlene went back to the kitchen where her husband was
nursing a last cup of his wife's delicious coffee. Shortly,
Cindy could hear one side of the conversation, as her father's
voice carried through the house, and back into the bedroom.
"What does she want now?"
mumble mumble
"You?"
mumble mumble
"Are you sure?"
mumble mumble
"I suppose. I don't have much choice in the matter do I?"
mumble mumble
"OK dear, you win. You always do, don't you?"
mumble mumble
"Yes, I suppose it will be fun."
mumble mumble
"OK, OK! I'll admit it. I wouldn't miss it for the world."
mumble mumble
"Yes dear. I love you too."
Shortly, George Macon came into the bedroom, and gave his
lovely young daughter a lopsided grin. "And I used to think I
was kinky," he told the little girl. "C'mon wench. Let's go get
your man; and get this show on the road."
The "wench" eagerly complied, as they went downstairs to
find out where Cindy's "man" had vanished to. They found John,
naked from the waist down, with his feet dangling into the hot-
tub. Marylin Summers was in the hot-tub, between the man's legs,
giving him what was obviously a very good and thorough blow-job.
John looked up at Cindy, and gave a helpless shrug, as if to
say: "What can I do?" He felt embarrassed at being caught "with
his pants down," but Marylin had been impossible to refuse.
"Marylin!" Cindy's sharp tone caught the oversexed teenager
by surprise. She almost bit into the teacher's cock. Managing
to restrain herself; Marylin gave one last slurping suck to the
handsome man's penis before removing her mouth long enough to
reply.
"What now?" she asked. "Can't a girl get a quiet piece or
two without everybody interrupting? Cindy, you had him twice
this morning. Can't I borrow him for just an hour or two?" This
last question came out as kind of a guilty plea. Marylin knew
she had somewhat overstepped the permission she had earlier
received.
"Oh Marylin, whatever are we going to do with you?" Cindy's
voice took the sting out of her words. Cindy genuinely liked the
older girl, in spite of her promiscuous ways. "You might ask
first!" she said; reminding the older girl of whose fiance she
was making love to. "We need John now. NOT after you've removed
all the starch from him. If he's willing, you can have him all
to yourself for two hours this afternoon."
"Promise?" The joy in the teenager's voice was obvious.
"Promise," said Cindy.
"Hey, what am I? Just a piece of meat?" asked John.
"I said. 'If you were willing.'" replied Cindy. "Did you
want us to leave you out?"
"No. Nono. Forget I said anything. Just kidding," assured
John, as the four people headed back upstairs.
"Unh? Can I watch too?" came the plaintive cry from the
young woman in the hot-tub. "Please?"
It was one of the hardest things that Cindy ever did, but
she headed back down to tub; as she started to explain to the
insecure young teenager. "Marylin, we love you very much, but
this is very personal; and just family this time. I've only
known John closely since last night. Sometime, when we're more
comfortable together, maybe I can ask John and Daddy to invite
you in; but for right now I don't dare. I know you've fucked
both Daddy and John before; so don't get too upset. Besides,
I've already told you that you can have John this afternoon. Can
I have him for a while just with my family?"
Put in that manner, Marylin couldn't refuse. "How about
Billy?" she asked. "Do you need him too?" The request was
mournful.
"No Marylin, we don't need my oversexed big brother,"
assured Cindy. "Why don't you get him; and go over to your
place, and knock off a piece or two. That'll keep you *both* out
of our hair; and maybe take an edge off your horny problem."
Marylin beamed at the idea. She wasn't going to have to do
without; and Cindy's assurance made her feel like she was
actually helping out, by doing what she loved most: Fucking. Not
only that, but fucking the biggest stud in the neighborhood:
Billy Macon. Marylin knew he was the biggest stud, not in
inches, but in stamina, and in knowing how to please a girl,
because she had personally sampled every one. "Well, almost
every one," she reminded herself. Still, any man who had
resisted her charms, couldn't be much of a stud could he?
Marylin was sure she had captured the best.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to the oversexed teenager.
"She hadn't really captured him yet, had she? Billy hadn't yet
proposed; and she hadn't yet accepted. She had been holding the
boy at arm's length; trying to get as much fun in before she
allowed herself to be 'caught'. If she wasn't careful, this
wonderful man might get away from her." Marylin decided she was
going to do something about it. If little Cindy Macon could make
up her mind in one night, she should know if she really wanted
Billy by now. Marylin decided that she did; and that she was a
fool for not letting him know. Well hopefully, that would be
easily rectified. Marylin headed for Billy's room.
A second thought occurred to Marylin. The teenager called
after the retreating group headed for the bedroom. "Cindy!" she
called. "Wait!"
Cindy returned to see what was bothering Marylin.
"Cindy, what if I *was* family?" inquired Marylin. "I mean,
if I was going to marry Billy, like you are John? Could I watch
then?"
"But I thought you said you weren't ready to settle down
with just one guy. That's why Billy never asked you," said
Cindy.
"That was before I saw how happy you were with John. Now,
the thought of losing Billy scares me. I'm going in to see Billy
now; and if that boy knows what's good for him, we'll be engaged
before I come out." Marylin sounded sure of herself.
"Knowing Billy, I'm sure you will," responded Cindy. "As
for the other, it's not up to me. I'll just have to ask." With
this, the young girl went back up the hall to where the other
three people were waiting.
There was a flurry of discussion among the four people
standing in the hall, followed by a laugh from George. "I guess,
If they're engaged, let them *both* watch," he said. "It's not as
if they didn't know what we were doing anyway!"
Cindy called down the hall to the teenager who was eagerly
awaiting her response. "You've got ten minutes, Marylin." She
informed the girl. "After that, we'll start without you."
"Wait!" said Marylin. "It won't take that long." She had
noticed the head of her boyfriend peeking out of his bedroom
doorway, as he tried to figure out what all the shouting was
about. Billy was wearing a towel and not much else; as he had
just returned from taking a shower.
Marylin walked up to the boy; glad to see that he was not
overdressed; as otherwise she might have felt a little
embarrassed, being naked during their proposal.
Billy grinned as the stacked teenager walked up to him,
naked, obviously with something on her mind. When Marylin had
something on her mind, it usually resulted in something sexy and
fun for the teenaged boy. This time, Marylin managed to take
even him by surprise.
"Billy, you've hinted that you might want to marry me, if I
wanted you," she started. "Do you still want to marry me?"
Marylin held her breath.
"Any time of day, and twice on Sundays," said Billy. "How
about this afternoon?"
"You're on," said Marylin. "I'll be busy 'til about 6:00.
How about then?"
"WAIT A MINUTE!" exclaimed George. "You two are not
cheating us like that! I know that Father would have fits, if
you pulled this on him. And as for your Mother, she'd have a
whole litter of kittens, if she didn't have a little time to
prepare for her only daughter's wedding. Besides, It'll take at
least a week before you could get the license and blood test, and
everything. Can't you wait just a little bit?"
Marylin giggled at the picture of her mother "Having a
litter of kittens." She and Billy talked it over, and decided
that they could wait a little. After a short discussion, the two
teenagers decided that maybe it would be best if they waited
until after vacation, so that all their friends could attend.
"Is the third week in September long enough?" they asked the two
adults.
"That's a lot better." George and Arlene breathed a sigh of
relief. "You'd better check with your parents though. Your
father is the one who is going to have to pay for the wedding you
know." The two teenagers agreed that they would set it up with
the girl's parents.
"NOW!" said Cindy. "Can we get on with what we were doing?
Oh yes, Congratulations Marylin. You too Billy."
Marylin followed the four people as they headed for the
master bedroom; stopping to grab Billy by the arm, as the boy
started to return to his own room. "Come on Billy," she said,
"you're invited too!" Marylin grabbed the boy's towel, and
tossed it back into his bedroom; as the two teenagers trooped
naked into the bedroom following the others.
Inside the bedroom, everyone was busy removing what little
clothes they still had on. Cindy removed her panties, leaving
her wearing only the nightie; while Arlene slipped out of her
blue baby-doll, exposing a body that belied her 40-some years.
Except for the slight wrinkles on her face, and a little sag to
her bosom, it was hard to believe that the woman was more than 25
years old. There was no sign that the woman had carried four
children in that flat tummy; or that she had nursed all four of
them on those gorgeous tits. Arlene believed in exercise, and
had assiduously worked to keep her figure in shape after having
each child. Right now, she was seriously considering having
another one, and strangely enough, not with her husband, but *with*
his permission.
George finished removing his shorts, and beckoned to his
little girl, who hadn't yet take off the little baby-doll. "Come
here Cindy," he said. "Let's get started."
Shivering, Cindy walked over to her father, barely noticing
as the other four occupants of the room started to pair off.
Cindy had always loved her father; and for years, the young girl
had dreamed about actually fucking him. Now her dream was about
to come true. Only this was actually *better* than her dreams. In
her dreams, there has always been a little nagging fear about
being caught by her mother. In the reality, her mother not only
knew, but approved, and was watching her little girl as she got
ready to be fucked by her own father. And not only her mother,
but her fiance as well. Cindy knew she loved John almost as much
as she loved her father; and was sure that in a few years, she
would probably love him even more. To know that the man she
loved, and planned to marry, was not only watching, but
encouraging her, as she got ready to make love to her beloved
father, was almost enough to make the little girl climax before
her father even touched her.
George reached out and touched his lovely young daughter.
He ran his big strong hands down the side of the beautiful young
girl's side; feeling her shiver with excitement as he did so.
Over in the corner, he was vaguely aware of his wife and John
Stockdale, as they cuddled up together on the main bedroom chair.
His son, and the boy's girlfriend, were already fucking on the
floor together, in well-practiced rhythm; as they watched the
seduction of the little girl by her own father.
The feel of her father's big strong hands running up and
down her body was the last straw for Cindy. The excitement was
too much. The little girl began to climax in quiet shudders that
turned into wracking spasms. "Unh, Uunnhh!" she moaned, as her
unexpected orgasm overtook her.
George Macon had to grab his little girl before she
collapsed on the floor. He had known his little girl was hot;
but he had thought he would have to work the child up a little;
and get her ready, before he tried to stick his cock inside the
little girl's belly. To have his daughter climax, just at the
feel of her father's hands, was both unexpected, and quite a
turn-on for the man. George's cock, which hadn't been completely
hard before, suddenly exploded into a raging erection.
Cindy felt her father's penis come to attention between her
thighs. Her little cunt suddenly got so wet, that she knew she
couldn't wait. She was just recovering from one climax, but she
knew she wouldn't be satisfied, until she felt her father's big
cock sliding clear up inside her flat little belly; squirting his
potent seed right inside his own daughter's receptive young womb,
where it belonged. "Fuck me Daddy," the little girl pleaded.
"Please fuck me now!"
George nodded. He didn't have to wait. His little girl was
obviously ready to fuck, without needing any warm-up. He pushed
his little girl down on the bed; and positioned his erect penis
between his little girl's legs. George shivered with excitement,
he was about to fuck his own little girl, properly this time; and
nobody was going to object. In fact, the man could feel his
family cheering him on; as he started to swab the head of his
cock in his little girl's wet slit, lubricating it; as he
prepared to push his swollen penis right up inside his own
daughter's tight little hole.
This exciting scenario was interrupted by a "crash bang,"
reminding the people in the bedroom that there were two more
members of the family that they had temporarily forgotten about.
Mike and Ginny came into the room arguing loudly.
"I told you they wouldn't be open!" yelled Mike, obviously
referring to the swimming pool, where the two younger children
had been headed earlier.
"Did not!" responded Ginny.
"Did too."
All of a sudden, the two siblings noticed what was going on
in the bedroom. Their older brother was fucking Marylin Summers
on the floor next to the bed. This wasn't very surprising, The
two youngsters had accidentally caught them fucking before.
Marylin wasn't too careful about where, and when she fucked;
while Billy was always ready to oblige her. Besides, she figured
the kids knew what they were doing anyway; so why hide it? The
surprising thing, was what the other four occupants of the room
were doing. Their mother was curled up in the big bedroom chair,
with Cindy's teacher, Mr. Stockdale, and they were both naked.
Arlene was slowly stroking the man's tumescent cock; while the
man licked her swollen breasts. And their father! Their father
was standing between their sister's legs, obviously about to
slide his engorged cock right up inside his own little girl's
tiny little cunt.
"Oh wow, Daddy!" said Ginny. "Are you going to fuck Cindy?"
"Can we watch?" added her older brother.
George looked at his wife; who looked back at him. It was
obviously too late to deny anything now. They'd just have to
explain everything to the two children later. Arlene figured
that if she chased the two children out now, their imaginations
would make things even worse than they really were. "I guess,"
she said. "Just sit quiet, watch, and don't say anything," the
woman admonished the two children. "I'll explain everything
later." To herself, Arlene wondered just *what* she was going to
say.
Knowing that his wife was taking care of matters, George
returned his attention to his older daughter. His cock had
shrunk slightly at the interruption, but it was still fairly
stiff. "Are you ready Cindy?" he inquired, before trying again.
This time getting behind his daughter, to give the onlookers a
better view.
"Oh yes, Daddy!" replied Cindy. "Please do it to me."
The whole family watched this time; as the older man slowly
pushed the head of his penis into the little hole between his
daughter's widespread legs. The little girl's hole stretched,
and then snapped around the head of her parent's prick. There
was a sudden "Whoosh!" of expelled air, as everyone in the room
stopped holding their breath. Cindy had done it. The little
girl had taken her own father's prick up inside her tiny little
vagina. George pulled his leaking prick out of his little girl,
and then pushed it back in. The pre-cum leaking from the tip,
lubricated the little girl's slit, making it easier to get his
cock farther up inside the child's belly with each stroke.
Besides it felt good, each time he felt the muscles at the
entrance to his little girl's vagina snap over the glans of his
penis, and then snap back off as he pulled out. In, out. In,
out. With each stroke, more of the man's cock slid into his
young daughter's clasping young vagina. Finally, George felt his
engorged penis slide all the way home in his little girl's belly.
His balls came to rest against the child's firm young ass, and
his pubic hair rubbed up against the light down surrounding the
little girl's tiny little slit. George was finally fucking his
own daughter.
"Oooh, that feels good Daddy," said Cindy, as her father
seated his leaking cock all the way up inside her tightly
stretched little tunnel. "Now fuck me Daddy. Do it just like
you were trying to make a baby in me. Cum in me Daddy. Do it."
The child's obscene words turned into babbling, as she humped
back at her father; causing the man's big cock to slide in and
out of her tightly clasping little vagina with an obscene sucking
sound.
"Unh!" said George, as he felt his sexy young daughter
trying to make him squirt his sperm in her taut little belly.
"Careful Honey," he cautioned. "I don't really want to get you
pregnant."
"It's OK Daddy," reassured Cindy. "I don't mind. John
doesn't mind. And it's OK with Mommy, if you *do* get me pregnant.
Besides, I think it's too early in my period for me to get
pregnant. So, don't you dare pull out! I want to feel my father
squirting his sperm right up inside my belly, as if he was trying
to make a baby in my womb."
His little girl's obscene request, was too much for George
Macon. The overstimulated man began spewing his seed inside his
little girl's squeezing young belly. Off to one side, he was
vaguely aware of his son and the boy's girlfriend as they also
came noisily to a climax. Hearing little Cindy begging her own
father to squirt baby-juice in her belly, had been the last straw
for the two oversexed teenagers.
Cindy felt her father lurch on top of her, and then she felt
suddenly wetter inside. The little girl knew her father was
squirting his warm sticky seed inside her tight little belly.
That thought, and the warm feeling of his big cock stretching her
immature young vagina was enough to send Cindy over the edge for
the second time in 10 minutes. The little girl grabbed her
father in a death-grip; as she started madly thrusting her tiny
little slit as far up on her father's prick as she could make it
go. "Cum in me Daddy. Cum. Cum. Cum," the little girl
implored.
The Little girl suddenly felt her father's cock get even
bigger in her squeezing little vagina, as the man's prick
inflated, and started sending torrents of incestuous sperm up
into her tight little belly. The last time George had came
inside his sexy young daughter, he had already spent himself once
inside his amorous wife. This time, he let his sexy little girl
have it all. The man's overstimulated penis began pumping sperm
into his daughter's receptive young belly like a fire-hose gone
amuck. Squirt after squirt. Cindy knew her father came a lot,
from the day before, but this was amazing. The little girl felt
her flat little tummy swell with the pressure of her father's
sperm. More and more of the man's slippery sperm slid into the
welcoming belly of his little 11-year-old girl. Cindy felt
stretched inside; as each thick sticky spurt of her father's
creamy seed dilated her tiny little tunnel, and distended her
tight little tummy.
The sensation, of her own father pumping his potent baby-
making sperm into her hungry little belly, was too much for the
little girl. Cindy fainted dead away, from the intense pleasure
of feeling her father's mighty climax inside her welcoming belly;
and knowing the man loved her enough to squirt that much sperm
inside his own little girl.
George felt his little girl's vagina squeeze his pulsing
prick; milking the last of his hazardous baby-making sperm up
inside the child's belly; as his daughter went into convulsions
underneath him. Suddenly, the little girl relaxed completely as
she passed out. The reduced pressure on his penis, made George
come down from his own high. His penis sent one last sticky glob
of incestuous sperm up into his little daughter's vagina before
starting to shrink. "Cindy. Cindy!" He exclaimed. "Are you
OK?" The man kept his shrinking cock pressed up inside his
little girl; because he knew from previous experience with his
wife, that it would be a shock to the child, if she came to, and
found that he had withdrawn.
Cindy gradually became aware of her father's worried
inquiries. "I'm OK Daddy," she said. "Just hold me. Please?"
The little girl relaxed in her father's arms, enjoying the
feeling of his slightly shrunken cock holding the sea of his
precious sperm bottled up in her belly like a cork. "Oh Daddy, I
wish you didn't have to take it out," she exclaimed. "I want to
keep your seed inside me, at least for a while, anyway."
"Here Honey. Use this." Arlene had temporarily abandoned
John on the chair; as she dashed into the bathroom, and returned
with a towel, and a tampon. "I like to use these, when I want to
keep your Daddy's sperm inside me," she said. "It isn't fool
proof, but it keeps most of it inside."
Cindy grabbed the applicator from her mother; and prepared
herself for her father's withdrawal. As George pulled his now
shrunken penis out of the belly of his little daughter, a thick
glob of white started to follow it. Cindy hurriedly put the end
of the applicator up against her slit, and pushed it home. The
torrent of white sticky semen stopped flowing from the little
girl's slit; and Arlene helped mop up the remaining mess.
"Thanks Mom," said the little girl, as she got up; enjoying the
warm feeling of carrying her own father's sperm inside her belly.
"Now it's our turn," said Arlene, as she returned to her
little girl's paramour. "Think you can top that?" she asked, as
she led the man over to the bed, and pulled him on top of her.
John shook his head. He was still in awe of the older man.
He wondered how long it would be before he would be able to turn
his fiancee on like that. Probably never, he decided. He would
never be able to match the thrill to the little girl of fucking
her own father. Still, Cindy seemed to be quite pleased with his
lovemaking; and in the meantime, he was neglecting his duties to
the little girl's mother. John set out immediately to rectify
the situation. The two of them had been mildly feeling each
other up, while they watched Cindy making love to her father, so
they were already somewhat aroused. Watching the mighty climax
of the two incestuous lovers, had excited them some more. Still,
John decided that Arlene deserved his best; so he proceeded to
give the beautiful woman just that.
John started out by running his hands up and down the
woman's body. Feeling a woman's skin was always a turn-on.
Arlene "Mmmmm'd" at his caresses. Then he started in on the
woman's firm melons of tits. At first, he just rubbed them.
Then, getting into the act, he started licking first one, then
the other; squeezing the one he wasn't licking one hand, while
continuing to stroke the woman's sides with his free hand. After
a short while, John ran one hand up Arlene's thigh, across her
smooth belly, and down the other thigh, deliberately skipping the
furry patch in the middle. Slowly he continued his massage,
stroking all over the woman's body. With each pass, his fingers
got closer to the woman's creaming snatch, but never quite
touched it; until Arlene was almost screaming with frustration,
and was about ready to beg the man to rub between her legs,
before she had a heart-attack.
Cindy watched the seduction of her mother with interest.
She knew that John would be using these techniques on her some
time; and wanted to see just how good he was. It seemed that her
erstwhile teacher was not only handsome, intelligent, and one of
the most caring men in the world, but a top-notch lover as well.
Cindy looked forward to learning lovemaking techniques from the
hands of a master.
While they were watching, Cindy and her father had settled
into the big chair that had been vacated by the two people on the
bed. Cindy decided to keep busy by practicing some of her own
techniques that she had learned for her big brother. George had
barely settled into the chair when he felt a warm mouth surround
his sticky penis, and start licking it clean. Cindy was giving
her own father a blow-job; while they both watched her fiance as
he started to make love to the little girl's mother. George
settled back to enjoy both the blow-job, and the show. Cindy was
an expert. First she cleaned all the sticky residue of their
lovemaking off her father's dong. She savored the taste of the
man's sperm, combined with the subtler flavors of her own
spendings. When she had finished, she proceeded to work on the
man's cock; licking and sucking, until it was as hard and vibrant
as when the man had been squirting his seed up inside her belly.
Then she settled into a nice long blow-job; pausing each time her
father showed signs of impeding climax, so that they both could
continue watching the show on the bed while hovering at the brink
of orgasm.
The show on the bed had picked up speed. John had
progressed from teasing the woman by ignoring her creaming little
snatch, to stroking it with his fingers, and teasing her clit
with the tips of his fingers. Arlene had been responding by
stroking her lover's penis with her hands, and varying that with
stroking the man's whole body. John decided that it was time to
"get down to business" so to speak. He motioned to the woman to
lift and spread her legs, so that he could get between them.
Arlene did as he suggested; expecting him to climb up, and push
his erect penis up inside her cock-hungry snatch where it
belonged. John surprised her. Instead of moving up on the
woman, he moved down, and started to lick the mature woman's
creaming slit as if it was ice-cream on the 4th-of-July. Arlene
felt as if a bomb had gone off in her belly as she started to
climax on the younger man's expert tongue.
"Oh Honey! You don't have to. . .," she started to say,
just as her orgasm exploded. From then on, for the next two
minutes, her mutterings were only semi-intelligible, sounding
vaguely like: "Unnh! Oh, do it. Unnnh. UNNNH! Lick me there,
Honey. Oh don't stop. DON'T STOP! AAAUUUuuugghh," she finished
with a scream, as she slowly came down from her enormous high.
"Whooo!" she said. "You didn't have to do that."
"Didn't you like it?" John asked with a grin.
"You know I did!" Arlene responded, returning his grin.
"But what about you? You didn't get off."
John's grin grew broader, if possible. "Well let's see if
we can do something about that," he said. "Maybe this time,
we'll *both* get off." He waggled his erect penis at the woman to
emphasize his "point".
"OH yeah!" encouraged the older woman. "Get that big thing
into me!" Reaching down between her legs, she took the man's
cock, and placed the head at the entrance to her overflowing
hole. Shortly there was a sigh of satisfaction from both of the
occupants of the bed; as John's cock vanished up inside the
woman's belly.
"Ooooh, That feel's good," said both lovers at the same
time, then both giggled as they heard their sentiments echoed in
real time. John started to slide his cock in and out of the
gorgeous woman's belly; when he had a worrisome thought.
"Uh Arlene?" he queried. "Hadn't I better put on a rubber
or something?"
Arlene smiled at her lover's concern. John now understood
where Cindy had gotten those smiles that brightened up a room,
Arlene's smile was like a breath of sunshine. "It's OK Dear,"
she said. "I'm on the pill. I won't be going off it till next
week."
"Next week?" inquired John, as he flexed his cock inside the
woman's belly; causing her to squeal with excitement.
Arlene caught her breath, and continued. "I'm going off the
pill next week, so you can get me pregnant," she amplified.
This revelation was too much for John. He had been planning
on enjoying making love to the beautiful older woman for quite a
while; but hearing that she expected him to father a child on her
was too exciting. John's cock exploded in a torrent of sperm.
He kept jerking as spasm after spasm wracked his body; and he
emptied his balls into the welcoming belly of his little
fiancee's mother. "Unh. Uuunh!" he grunted; then said as his
orgasm slowed down to mere squirts, "I'm sorry Arlene. I meant
for it to last longer." Shortly, his squirts turned into
dribbles; as his penis wilted inside the woman's squeezing
vagina.
"Don't be," the woman assured him. "It's always exciting to
know that I can still turn a man on that much. Besides, I got
mine earlier."
John felt a little disappointed. He inquired. "You mean to
say that: You didn't mean it when you said you wanted me
to. . ." He couldn't finish the question.
"Oh but I did!" reassured Arlene. "I expect you to come
over next week, and 'Help me out.' What I meant was, I like it
when a man likes me so much, that he can't hold out. It's an
incredible turn-on."
"But why. . ." John's next question was interrupted by a
loud, "Ow! That hurts," from the corner of the bedroom.
Everyone stared over at the corner of the room. Mike and
Ginny had been following their parents' instructions to, "Watch
and be quiet," so well, that everyone had forgotten they were
there. While the two children had watched their father making
love to their sister, Mike had quietly removed his little
sister's bathing suit; and then she had helped him out of his.
The two siblings had been quietly fingering each other, getting
more and more excited, until they had seen Cindy's teacher push
his penis all the way up inside their mother. That had been the
last straw for the two youngsters. Mike had motioned for his
little sister to turn over, on her back like their mother; while
he put his cock up inside her, just like the grown-ups on the bed
were doing. This might have worked, except for one small detail.
(Er. . . large detail.) The detail was Mike's cock. As John had
noticed earlier, and Arlene had commented once or twice to her
husband, the little boy had the penis of a grown man. The boy's
cock was only 5 inches long, but it was over an inch-and-a-half
thick! The little boy's cock was far bigger around, than even
his father's. The thick cylinder of meat tapered down at the
head, to a size more suited to a little boy; but it was still
over an inch across. Mike had somehow managed to insert the head
of his cock into his little sister's tiny hole without more than
a slight twinge of pain from the little girl; but there was no
way that the rest of his cock would go inside. Mike had been
enjoying the feeling of his little sister's vagina squeezing the
head of his cock, when he heard his mother saying she was going
to try to have another baby. This was so exciting, along with
the squeezing of his little sister's hole on the head of his
penis, that Mike had started to climax right up inside his little
sister's belly. The boy's climax had triggered his little
sister's as well. Involuntarily, Mike and Ginny had tried to
push more of the little boy's enormous cock up into the little
girl's vagina. There was no way that it would fit; and the loud
"Ow" had been the result. When the adults finally noticed what
the two young siblings were doing, they could tell that the boy
was in the grips of a mighty orgasm as involuntary shudders shook
him, and his spasming body kept pushing his big cock at his
little sister; bringing an occasional quieter "Ow" from the
little girl. It was obvious that Mike was squirting his boyish
sperm right up inside his own little sister's belly. Ginny
wasn't trying to push her big brother off, however. If anything,
the little girl was actually trying to make her big brother's
cock go up inside her tight little hole. It just wouldn't fit.
Finally, the two children stopped thrusting themselves at
each other. Mike pulled the head of his cock out of his little
sister; and lay back with a silly grin on his face. Ginny
collapsed on her back also; but she obviously hadn't yet quite
gotten off.
The little girl grabbed her crotch, and started madly
thrusting her little fingers in and out moaning, "Oh don't stop.
Why did you stop? Oh please. Please?"
"Billy, go help your little sister," instructed Arlene;
sympathy for her little girl's predicament overriding concerns
about the children's sex-play.
Billy looked down at his shrunken cock; and shrugged at his
mother. After 3 times with Marylin, he was supposed to "help"
his little sister?
"Use your tongue, idiot. Like you do on Cindy!" The
woman's tone was exasperated.
"Oh," was all that Billy said as he crossed the room; picked
up his little sister bodily; placed her on the bed; removed her
hot little hands from her overheated little hole; and inserted
his tongue. The older boy didn't stop licking, even when his
younger brother's sperm came cascading out of the child's slit.
He sucked, and cleaned out his little sister. Even when the
little girl came noisily to a climax, Billy didn't stop. He knew
once would not be enough for the little girl. He kept on sucking
and nibbling at his little sister's crotch, until the little
9-year-old exploded in a second orgasm, then a third. By this
time, Billy had recovered enough that his cock was now fully
erect.
"Uh Ginny?" he inquired, "would you like to feel me
squirting the stuff that makes babies in you?"
Ginny responded plaintively, remembering her other brother.
"It'll hurt," she said. "Besides, won't I get pregnant?"
"I won't put it inside," assured Billy. "I'll just let it
squirt up your hole. I think you'd like the feel. You're too
young to get pregnant; so you might as well enjoy it while you
can."
Ginny thought a minute, then gave in. "Well, OK. If you
promise not to hurt me."
"Promise," assured Billy, as he fisted his swollen penis and
prepared to inseminate his little sister.
Arlene was about to yell, and stop the boy before he knocked
his little sister up, when she recalled an article from somewhere
that suggested that a woman who made love to more than one man,
within a short time-period, was actually *less* likely to get
pregnant, than a woman who had only one lover. Mike had already
cum once in the little girl; and Arlene figured that even if she
remembered the article wrong, the little girl wasn't any *more*
likely to get pregnant, if she had two people squirting sperm in
her belly, than if only one. The woman bit her tongue, and
watched her two offspring consummate their union.
Billy fisted his cock, and started jacking himself off into
his little sister. He pushed the head of his penis up against
the child's hole; and let a slippery gob of pre-cum bubble from
the tip, up into the little girl's belly. The boy began swabbing
his leaking cock up and down the little girl's slit; pausing each
time, to push the head in the tiny hole; enjoying the feel of the
little girl's muscles squeezing around the tip; as his cock began
drooling heavier and heavier. Each time, the head of his cock
pushed in a little more into the tiny hole, as another slippery
bubble of fluid was injected into the little girl's belly. Billy
could feel himself almost ready to come; when all of a sudden,
the head of his cock vanished up inside his little 9-year-old
sister's squeezing belly.
"Ooof!" said both of the two young lovers.
"I'd better pull out," said Billy, trying to keep his
promise.
"No. Don't," said Ginny. "It doesn't hurt, like this.
Just be careful. Please?"
Billy stopped pulling his cock out of his little sister's
belly. Instead, he pushed it in a little; then pulled it out a
half-an-inch; then back in. Pretty soon, the boy was sliding
about two inches of swollen man-meat in and out of his little
sister's belly before the little girl told him to go easier; and
that was enough. Billy was happy; even with only two inches.
His little sister had the tightest little snatch he had ever had
the pleasure of slipping his cock into. Even tighter than
Marylin. In, out. In, out, he slid. He knew he was about to
come, when his little sister said something that took him over
the edge.
"Aren't you going to shoot that white-stuff that makes
babies in me?" the innocent little girl asked her big brother.
It was too much for Billy. The boy began spouting greasy
gobs of incestuous sperm into his tiny little sister's 9-year-old
belly. Squirt after squirt of the boy's seed squeezed out of the
head of his penis, and into the welcoming belly of the virginal
young girl. One last time, Billy pushed his cock up inside his
little sister; until the head of his penis was right up against
the little girl's unbroken hymen; and he was squirting his cum
through a tiny hole in the center. It took all the boy's
willpower to keep from pushing his cock the rest of the way home,
and taking his little sister's virginity. Finally, the boy's
cock stopped spasming; and he pulled out of the little girl.
Billy looked down at the 9-year-old child. The little girl lay
there, with her legs spread; as an obscene white glob of her own
big brother's sperm started to well up in the slowly shrinking
little hole that had been so recently stretched by her older
sibling's cock. A matching glob of gooey white sperm oozed from
the end of the teenager's penis; as the boy stood, dripping the
last few drops of his incestuous cum onto his own little sister's
flat little belly.
Cindy had been busily sucking her father off; while they
watched Billy inseminate her little sister. George knew he was
about to cum again, after watching two wet-dream-quality shows in
a row. "Oh Honey, Cindy!" he exclaimed. "Suck it! Daddy's
going to cum. Oh suck it, please!" George pushed his cock all
the way back in his little girl's throat; as he got ready to
ejaculate his sticky white cum in his own sexy daughter's sucking
mouth.
Cindy sucked harder. At last, she was going to get her
father to cum in her mouth. Yesterday, he had stopped, and
squirted his cum in her belly. Today, he had fucked her "for
real," for the first time. Most of Cindy's previous experience
had been sucking her big brother off; and she wanted to show her
handsome father just how good she was. Now, she was finally
going to get her sexy father's creamy sperm sliding down her
throat, just like she wanted.
It turned out that this wasn't to be Cindy's day either. As
her father's penis started to expand in her mouth, and the flow
of pre-cum increased tremendously, heralding the arrival of a
thicker, more satisfying fluid, George was interrupted by his
wife.
"George!" Arlene said. "Stop!"
"Huh?" said George Macon; temporarily being distracted from
ejaculating in his daughter's mouth.
"Ginny needs you," said Arlene, pointing to the tiny little
9-year-old girl, leaking her brother's sperm on the carpet.
"Squirt your cum inside her."
For a moment, his wife's words didn't register. Then they
did. "You want me to *fuck* Ginny?" the man exploded.
"I didn't say *fuck*. I said squirt your sperm in her. Like
Billy just did. Don't ask questions, I'll explain later. It
might keep her from getting pregnant."
Regretfully, George pulled his cock from Cindy's sucking
mouth. "I'm sorry dear," he comforted her, "but duty calls."
Cindy made a face, as she pulled her mouth off her beloved
father's cock. "Damn," She thought, "if it's not one thing,
it's an udder. As the cow said, when it stepped on it's teat."
She almost giggled at the old joke, regaining some of her lost
good humor. She loved her little sister; but Damn, the little
girl picked the most awkward times to need her father's services.
This time, Cindy did giggle, as she thought of what kind of
"services" her little sister needed. "Like those a cow needs
from a bull." Her giggles turned into snickers, as she watched
her father approaching her little sister, with his big cock
pointing at the child like a billy-club.
"Oooh Daddy!" said Cindy. "Are you going to squirt baby-
stuff inside me too?" At first, the little girl looked
frightened, then her face lit up with a hopeful, almost pleading
look. At her father's nod, her angelic little face lit up in a
smile, like George hadn't seen in years. "He's going to do it,"
thought Ginny. Her father wasn't mad at her, and he was actually
going to do it! Ginny almost melted with the warmth she felt for
her father, as she felt his big cock bump up against her slippery
little hole.
George barely had time to get his big cock seated in the
little girl's hole, and nod in answer to the little girl's
obscene question, before his overstimulated cock began spewing
thick sticky cum right up inside his little 9-year-old girl's
welcoming belly.
Three big heavy squirts of paternal sperm went inside the
child's belly, before Ginny reacted. "Oh Daddy," she said. "Do
it. Squirt the white stuff that makes babies up in my belly."
The underaged little girl began squirming back at her father;
forcing the head of the man's cock to pop inside the entrance to
her tight little vagina. Two more squirms, and the little girl
had taken her father's cock up inside her tight little belly as
far as it could go, without losing her virginity.
Ginny looked down at her tight little belly, now distended
by her own father's bloated cock, and the pressure of her father
and brother's sperm mixing obscenely inside her vagina. She
could almost imagine that she already had a baby growing inside
her immature young womb, and that it was stretching her belly.
The little girl liked the thought so much, that she decided to
encourage her father. "Oooh Daddy. Squirt your baby-juice in
me," she encouraged. "C'mon Daddy, make a baby in my belly.
Make a baby in me Daddy. Ooooh Daddy, that feels good!"
This last, was forced out of the 9-year-old child, as her
father slid his big penis in and out of her tight little belly,
and pushed his squirting prick right up against her unbroken
hymen, and ejaculated the last heavy globs of baby-making sperm
right up inside his youngest daughter's eagerly accepting vagina.
George looked down at his youngest daughter, as she lay
panting beneath him. If anybody had even suggested that he would
even lay a hand on either of his little girls the previous day,
he would have shot the S.O.B. without a second thought. Yet,
here he was, with his big cock stuck clear up inside his own
little 9-year-old girl's squeezing little belly; with it still
leaking his hazardous baby-making sperm inside the child's
vagina; and he didn't even feel guilty. It had been a weird
request from his wife; asking him to inseminate his own little
girl to *keep* her from getting pregnant; but he trusted his wife.
Still, he thought, this would take some explaining. Not only had
he just fucked his youngest daughter, but he had also fucked
Cindy as well. George tried to feel guilty about fucking Cindy,
as the little girl was old enough to get pregnant, and who knows,
might even be carrying his child in her womb at this very moment;
but he couldn't. Cindy had much too obviously wanted everything
she had gotten. In fact, the little girl had already talked
about how she expected him to father a child on her, after she
carried two for her husband. The thought was so exciting, that
George sent another surge of sperm into Ginny's clasping young
belly.
"Oooh Daddy. I feel that," said Ginny, as the last sticky
surge of sperm forced it's way into her heaving young belly.
"That's it, Daddy. Squirt all your thick sticky baby-making
juice in little Ginny. Don't hold back. Cum in my belly daddy."
Ginny felt so happy; she actually started to cry.
George felt like a heel. He must have hurt the little girl.
"I'm sorry, Ginny," he said. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
Ginny sniffled. "Didn't hurt," she said. "I'm crying
because it felt so good."
George's cock began to shrink inside his little girl. "I'm
going to pull out now, Ginny," he warned the child. "Cindy,
could you hand me that towel?"
Cindy reached for the towel, then had a sudden thought.
"Ginny? Do you want to keep Daddy's sperm up inside you too?"
she asked. At the little girl's wide-eyed nod, Cindy hurried
into the bathroom, and returned with another tampon. "Here, Use
this," Cindy duplicated her mother's instructions.
Shortly, Ginny was standing up, with a proud grin on her
face. She had actually fucked her own father. Not only that,
but both of her brother's as well.
The little girl felt warmed inside by the knowledge that she
was carrying her father and brother's sperm in her little belly.
Arlene decided that she'd better quash things before they
got out of hand. ("As if they weren't already out of hand," she
thought to herself.) She sat her four children down on the bed;
and explained to them that Ginny was much too young to have a
baby; and if they kept this up, the little girl might get hurt.
None of the older children wanted to see little Ginny get hurt.
When Ginny was younger, she had always been the bright sunshine
in the family, with sunny smiles and a warm disposition. Arlene
made the two older boys promise that they'd restrict their coital
intercourse to either Marylin (Who was always ready.), or Cindy,
whenever she was available. Ginny would have to get by with oral
sex, or fingers. Cindy assured the little girl that this wasn't
so bad, as she and Billy had been doing OK with just that for
several years. Ginny was a little disappointed that she couldn't
get fucked like the rest of the family; but after a demonstration
by Billy, decided that oral sex wasn't so bad after all. The
little girl decided that she could wait until she was older,
before she started the riskier stuff.
Somewhat reassured, Arlene left, and started to prepare
lunch; as the two older boys decide to show Ginny just *how* much
fun oral and finger sex could really be.
Afterwards, Cindy took Mike aside, and let him enjoy real
sex with his older sister. Cindy found that even she could
barely take the little boy's enormous cock up inside her belly
without splitting; but she managed. After Mike had ejaculated
two thick sticky loads of sperm in his older sister's belly,
Cindy told him that he could come to her room any night that John
wasn't there, and sleep with her. She warned the little boy that
he'd have to be careful when she was in her fertile periods; but
she would warn him when that happened. Cindy didn't realize how
much she was promising.
It turned out, that her little brother was about as horny as
Billy and Marylin. Only he didn't have a girlfriend like Marylin
to help him out. Only Cindy, and occasionally Marylin. That
night, after John Stockdale had left, (To take care of some
business, he assured Cindy. He'd be able to sleep with her about
every other night.) Mike crept into his big sister's bedroom;
asked if she meant it, when she said he could sleep with her; and
when he got an affirmative grunt from Cindy, proceeded to crawl
in bed with her. Cindy had been feeling somewhat lonely after
John had left; so she received her little brother's amorous
advances in a more receptive mood than she might have otherwise.
Within 15 minutes, the 10-year-old boy had deposited two big
sticky loads of sperm up inside his big sister's receptive
12-year-old belly. After that, the two incestuous lovers went to
sleep. Five times that night, Mike woke up; found his sister
sleeping, and his penis erect. Each time the little boy took his
engorged penis, pushed it up inside his sleeping sister's vagina,
and ejaculated his thick sticky sperm in the little girl's
unresisting young belly. Sometimes Cindy woke up to feeling her
little brother cumming inside her, and sometimes she didn't.
Cindy decided she didn't mind, as long as the little boy didn't
wake her up.
This developed into a pattern. About every other night,
John Stockdale would sleep over with Cindy; and Mike would have
to either share Marylin with his big brother (Marylin didn't
mind. She could have fucked the whole family under the table.),
or make do with his little sister's oral sex (Ginny was getting
quite good, with practice, so this wasn't as bad as it sounds.),
or get along with his own fist, as he had been doing for years.
On the other nights, Mike would slip into bed with Cindy; and
after a good-night fuck or two, Cindy would go to sleep. Mike
would usually fuck his big sister 5 or 6 times during the night;
usually leaving his penis stuck up inside the little girl's hole
so he was ready between times. When Cindy got up in the
mornings, she sometimes jokingly complained that her belly
"sloshed" with her little brother's sperm inside. Mike was
becoming almost as prolific with his sperm, as his father. This
pattern of alternating sex continued for almost a month; with an
interlude of 2 weeks when Cindy insisted that none of her lovers
(Including Billy and her father. Cindy occasionally had sex with
them also.), cum in her cunt, as she might get pregnant. Cindy
resorted to oral and finger sex during this period; just like her
little sister. Once, she let John fuck her in the ass; but the
little girl decided that it was too uncomfortable; and resumed
oral and digital sex. After the dry period, Cindy slipped back
in the routine; alternating between her fiance, and little
brother; while the carpenters worked on the house preparing the
room for the new "boarder." This pattern continued, until it was
interrupted by Mike going off to camp. The little boy hated to
lose out on the terrific sex he had been getting; but baseball
camp had been his dream for years; and there was no way that he
was going to miss out. Sex would have to wait.
Over at the Fisher house, the sexual-ball kept rolling also.
Monday morning, Mary had taken her two oversexed little girls
down to see Doctor Sheffield. Mary knew the man wouldn't be
shocked when he learned the two children were having sex; as she
had met him through Marylin's parents. The Summers had put their
daughter on the pill when she was only 9 years old, when they
found the little girl in bed with her uncle; after she had
blackmailed him into teaching her about sex. Marylin had already
been having periods; so they were worried about the little girl
getting pregnant. The couple had found their doctor to be not
only a good doctor, but understanding as well. The Summers had
been worried that their doctor might tell the authorities about
the little girl, and make all sorts of trouble; but "Doc"
Sheffield had only laughed; and said that he got a lot of little
girl's in his office needing help; some of them even younger than
Marylin.
Never mentioning any names, the man told Geraldine
(Marylin's mother) about one little 8-year-old girl who got
pregnant by her big brother, who was only 10. Luckily, the
little girl had lost the baby. Doc. Sheffield told the Summers
that it was lucky that they had brought Marylin in before she got
pregnant, as she was definitely fertile; and if she kept of
fooling around with older men, she would probably have a baby
within a year. Once Marylin started going with Billy, the
Summers had persuaded both the Macons and the Fishers to switch
to "Doc" Sheffield. Now Mary was doubly glad that she had.
Doc. Sheffield (Funny how nobody *ever* referred to him by his
first name.) already knew about Mary and her father, as she had
confided in him several years earlier. Mary told the nurse that
she wanted to see "Doc" Sheffield in private; and then told the
man most of what was going on in the Fisher house. Doc.
Sheffield insisted on examining both girls, and taking a urine-
sample from all three women. After examining both June, and her
little sister Suzy, the doctor told Mary that both girls were
healthy; unhurt by losing their virginities; and it would
probably be OK for both girls to continue with their sexual
activities. He assured Mary that both children were big enough,
and healthy enough to bear a child if they wanted to. Even
little Suzy would probably be all right. In fact, he told Mary
he thought June was a little "Too healthy," if she knew what he
meant. Mary raised her eyebrows at this; and "Doc" Sheffield
responded by handing the woman a cardboard-box, about 6-inches
square. Mary opened the box, and found an even half-dozen home-
pregnancy kits packed inside. When the doctor assured her that
June's test wasn't conclusive yet, but her and Suzy's were
negative: Mary decided she had better stock up on baby-things.
A week later, Mary used the first of the kits on June; and
the little girl tested positive. June figured that she had
gotten pregnant, "First shot up the tube." by her big brother.
Jeremy kept on fucking his little sister; enjoying the
thought of his little sister having a baby for them both to love.
The boy also kept on having sex with his mother; as Mary had gone
"off the pill," and was working as hard as little Suzy to get
pregnant by her own son.
Suzy slept with her father every night; and each night Dan
would deposit a healthy load of sperm in his little girl's belly;
and Suzy would go to sleep with her father's seed soaking into
her receptive young womb. Each morning, Dan would mount his
little girl, and send the child out to play with a fresh load of
her father's sperm soaking into her womb; held inside the girl's
tight little belly by a rubber diaphragm that his daughter had
gotten from "Doc" Sheffield. The doctor had shown the little
girl how to use the device; and told her that it could be used to
keep sperm inside a woman's womb, as well as outside. Suzy
preferred the first choice.
CHAPTER 11
Ginny's Dream
It was absolutely astounding how a little thing like a
1-week trip to baseball camp for a little boy, could cause such a
mix-up. It was all caused by bad timing, and mixed signals.
It all started the day Mike left. Little Ginny was almost
in tears. The little girl had gotten used to her big brother
sleeping with her; and the boy had been keeping her sexually
satisfied with his tongue and fingers (with some help from
Billy). Ginny hadn't missed the sex, until she got that first
taste. Now the little girl was after her big brothers to lick
her off, three or four times a day. She had gotten Mike to sleep
with her most nights (when he wasn't sleeping with her older
sister, Cindy). Ginny didn't begrudge her brother the sex he got
from her older sister, knowing how much better if must feel to
the boy; but she couldn't wait until she was old enough to get on
the pill, so she could have him, or her big brother fuck her for
real. The two siblings would suck each other off two or three
times a night. Little Mike was getting to be quite an expert at
licking the little girl's pussy, and getting her to cum. Ginny
was no slouch at a blow-job either. The two children would
usually go to sleep, head-to-tail, so that hey could suck each
other off, any time they felt like it. Once, little Ginny had
managed to suck her brother off 4 times in a night without waking
the little boy up. Mike had never been able to return the favor
though. Just one lick of her horny little snatch was enough to
wake Ginny from the soundest sleep, and have her begging for Mike
to finish the job.
Occasionally, the two youngsters would try to fuck. George
had given Mike some condoms; but his prick was much too big for
the little girl; and besides, it didn't feel nearly as good.
Mike said he'd rather fuck his fist, than use a rubber. Still,
oral sex was pretty good; and the two children did amazingly
well.
Now Ginny found herself suddenly without a sex-partner,
after getting used to having it on a regular basis. The little
girl didn't even have Billy to fall back on. Billy and Cindy
were spending the week at Marylin's place; meeting the girl's
relatives, and making preparations for their wedding in two
months. Billy had promised that he would come over, and "help
out" his little sister, at least once a day; but that seemed like
an awful long time to the little girl, between sexual-bouts.
Especially, when she had been used to getting it three to five
times a day. Cindy had noticed her little sister moping, and had
volunteered to either help herself, or maybe have Mr. Stockdale
help out. Ginny was thrilled with the idea of making love to Mr.
Stockdale; but decided that she wanted her first time with the
handsome schoolteacher to be "The real thing," not a hurried
tongue-job. She did take up Cindy on her other offer; and found
out that sex with another girl could be nice. Not as nice as
with a man, but nice. Still, Cindy was spending most of her time
with the older man, as the two of them tried to get John moved
into the garage/apartment before the upcoming school year.
The first day, was only mildly frustrating to the little
girl. Billy came over shortly after noon, and left the little
girl weak and limp from climaxes in just half an hour. Cindy
came into the little girl's bedroom after supper, and helped her
little sister get off; before going to join John in the garage
where they were going to try out the new bed that had just been
installed.
The next day was sheer sexual torture for the little girl.
Cindy wasn't able to do much more that help finger her little
sister off in the morning, before she and John Stockdale took off
for a day of furniture-shopping. Billy called, in the afternoon,
and said he wouldn't be able to come over until much later;
because he and Marylin were going to go and visit one of her
relatives. The day seemed to just drag to the horny little girl.
It seemed that everyone was getting sex but her. She woke up in
the morning, and heard her parents "tearing off a piece," as
usual. At breakfast, a little later, the casual undress, of the
family, that she had hardly noticed before, seemed almost
designed to call attention to the sex she wasn't getting. To see
Cindy, in the dishabille of her bra and panties; snuggling up to
her handsome lover; with a wet-spot that stained the older girl's
panties; proclaiming that they, at least, were not depriving each
other; seemed almost like an affront to the child. Ginny loved
her older sister; but she wished that, just this once, until Mike
got back from vacation, the older girl would dress "decent".
Ginny knew she wasn't being fair; but it seemed that life wasn't
being "fair" to her either. After a bad start, things went
downhill.
First, Billy called, to tell the little girl he'd be late.
He assured Ginny that he'd be over if he could. Already it was
starting to sound bad. Then, after a quick "hand-job" from her
big sister that barely took the edge off, Cindy and John took off
shopping. After her father left for work, and her mother went
grocery-shopping, Ginny found herself alone in the big house for
the first time in almost a year. Ginny tried to watch
television, but turned it off when it seemed that there was
nothing on but daytime soaps with steamily-suggestive love
scenes; and the commercials always showed big handsome men
chasing drop-dead-gorgeous girls down some beach, where they
ended up in a clinch. Ginny was almost going nuts.
The little girl wandered around the house for a while. She
actually stopped and cleaned up her room; she was that desperate.
About noontime, Arlene called and asked if Ginny could fix
herself a TV dinner for lunch; as she had met an old friend at
the store; and the woman had invited her out to lunch at a
restaurant.
After the thrill of being in charge of the house started to
drag, Ginny found herself nosing around. She poked into her big
brother's room, and found his stack of Playboy magazines. For a
few minutes, she leafed through them, until the sexy girls, and
handsome guys started to get her even more worked up. Ginny
started to return the stack to where she got it, when a slimmer
magazine slipped out. Ginny picked it up, and was about to slip
it back in the pile, when she noticed that the girl on the cover
of this magazine wore nothing but a grin, and a face-full of
white stringy cum. Her big brother had left a porno magazine
stuffed in with the Playboys.
Unable to help herself, the little girl leafed through the
skin-magazine. When she came to the picture of a girl who must
not have been much older than Cindy, lying on her back, as a big
handsome man knelt between her legs, squirting thick slippery
ropes of cum into the hole that the girl was holding open with
her fingers, Ginny couldn't take it any more. She leaned against
the wall, and brought herself off with her fingers. This was not
very satisfying; but it brought some relief. Hurriedly, Ginny
stuffed her big brother's magazines back where she got them, and
left the room, before she got any more frustrated.
Continuing her "Poking-around," Ginny found herself in her
parents' bedroom. Ginny hadn't been alone in her parents'
bedroom for years. Thinking about it, she realized that she must
have been only 5, the last time she had been in here alone. That
was the last time she had slept with her parents. Ginny vaguely
remembered that she used to sleep in her parents' bedroom, until
she reached the age of 5; and then for some reason, she had
stopped, and from then on, she had her own room. "I wonder what
brought that thought up?" Ginny asked herself, as she continued
her explorations.
Ginny's attention was caught by the rack of books behind the
headboard of the bed. If you knew Ginny, this would be no
surprise. At the ripe old age of 9, Ginny was already showing
signs of becoming a bookworm. Ginny started looking at the books
her father kept handy. No porno stuff here, she thought. Her
father didn't buy books to look at. When he bought a book, it
was to read. Ginny started looking through the titles:
Green Odyssey.....................something science-fictiony
Stranger in a strange land........more science-fiction.
Asimov's Guide to the Bible?......Funny, religion?
Alice through the looking-glass...Ginny had already read it.
Autobiography of a flea...........Ugh! Ginny hated insects.
Lolita, the story of a young girl.This looks interesting.
Ginny settled down on the bed to peruse the last book in the
string. She liked stories of girls her age, but wondered why her
father would read one. Lolita. Funny name for a girl. Ginny
thought she remembered hearing the name of that book before, but
the reference wouldn't come. Ginny popped a jellybean in her
mouth from the candy-jar beside the bed, and settled in to read.
15 minutes later, her breath was coming fast, and she had to put
the book down. This was a story about a young girl all right. A
young girl who seduced her own father! Ginny pushed the book
back in the shelf, and grabbed the one next to it.
"Autobiography of a flea. Sounds kind of dry, but I need
something to take my mind off sex for a while," she thought to
herself. "This ought to turn me off." She opened the book, and
started to read. At first, it was kind of sick. Some kind of
story about a flea, references to "bloodsuckers," and a young
girl named Belle. After a while, it read more like a romance,
than a story about fleas. It wasn't until she reached the point
where the priest seduces the 14-year-old girl, that Ginny
realized that this book was even hotter than the previous one.
She hadn't realized that her daddy was a pervert, when it came to
reading material. Still, these did make good reading. The
trouble was, Ginny was already so hot she was about to explode.
The last thing she needed, was a book to get her more aroused.
Ginny wondered if her father was really interested in young
girls. The books he read, seemed to suggest it. Maybe he'd be
interested in her, if she acted sexy around him. It had been
fun, what they did the other day; but her father had made no
further advances to the little girl; so she figured he wasn't
interested. Maybe she was wrong. Ginny determined to find out.
Putting the books back, Ginny kept on looking. Wow! A
string of videos, some of them obviously X-rated:
Debbie does Dallas...The whole town?
Deep throat..........No way!
Taboo II.............Taboo? Sounds like a witch-doctor.
Curious, Ginny turned on the bedside TV, and slipped the
cartridge into the VCR slot. Somebody had been watching the
film, and hadn't rewound it. Ginny was about to push the rewind
button when the screen snapped into full color and sound, as the
VCR slipped automatically into "PLAY".
"I never saw anybody fuck their sister before." Ginny's
hand snapped away from the rewind button as though it had been
slapped. The little girl watched, as the madly fucking couple,
on the screen worked towards their climax, encouraged by a
younger girl who was obviously enjoying the show. "Oh! He is
good, like you said he was," said the cute blonde, playing the
role of "little sister," on the screen. Shortly, Ginny watched
the older boy, as he tensed up, and began squirting sperm inside
his "little sister". The boy pulled his cock out of the girl.
His "sister" reached down, grabbed her "brother's" huge cock in
her little hand, and milked several drops of creamy sperm onto
her belly. Then the girl hurriedly pushed her "big brother's"
still squirting cock back inside her vagina, where it belonged,
and resumed fucking. Ginny turned the video off. This was the
last straw. She was so horny; she could cry. In fact, she
started to. Ginny blindly stuffed the cartridge back on the
shelf, and ran to her own room, where she started bawling. "It
just isn't Fair!" she said to herself. "Everybody else is
getting it. Why can't I?" Snuffling, the little girl cried
herself to sleep. By the time she woke up, her mother had
returned, and the house was filling with wonderful aromas, as the
little woman prepared dinner.
Ginny resolved to ask her mother for help, After all, look
what Arlene had done for Cindy. With this resolution, Ginny
started to feel better, and headed for dinner.
As stated before, Arlene had a lot of empathy. However, you
didn't need to be an empath, to see that there was something
wrong with Ginny, as she dragged herself to the dinner table.
The little girl's nose was red and swollen, her eyes were
bloodshot, and there were wrinkles in her pretty little face that
had obviously been put there when the little girl had fallen
asleep with her face pressed into her teddy-bear. Ginny had
outgrown the bear several years ago; but still turned to it when
there was no one else.
The smell of Arlene's cooking was usually enough to revive a
faint heart; but the little woman could tell that this was no
small matter. "What's the matter Ginny?" she inquired, her heart
going out to her little girl.
George paused, the cup of coffee halfway to his mouth. The
distress of his smallest child almost broke his heart. The
little girl always seemed so sad lately, but this was
heartrending. He swore to himself, that if there was anything
that he could do to help his little girl, it would get done. He
wished he knew what to do to make the little girl happy. Lord
knows he tried. He sometimes had nightmares, thinking that it
was his fault, and that he was responsible for the child's
distress. Ginny had been such a bright and cheerful child,
during her first few years. Then, she had started losing the
bright smile and sunny disposition. She had never caused any
trouble. In fact, she was almost *too* well-behaved. It was
almost as though she were working for some reward that never
seemed to materialize. About 3 years ago, the little girl had
started appearing in her parents' bedroom doorway, with a
wistful, almost hopeful look in her face every night. When asked
what she wanted, she would always reply, "Nothing Daddy. Love
you," and retreat to her bedroom. This had gone on for a few
months, until the child seemed to outgrow it. George and Arlene
had discussed the matter; but if the little girl insisted that
nothing was wrong, there wasn't much they could do. Still, the
two adults worried, and watched their little offspring.
The previous month, during what the whole family still
referred to as "The Orgy," they had seen the first seemingly
genuine smile on the little girl's face in years. Afterwards,
Ginny had seemed to open up, and the wistful look had been
receding, until tonight. George and Arlene had been looking
forward to a quiet evening, with most of their children out of
the house (Cindy had snuck over to John's apartment, for 1 last
fling, before her "dry spell"). They planned to go over and help
the Summers in some preliminary wedding preparations later, but
had certainly not expected anything like this!
Ginny began sobbing, as she collapsed in her mother's arms.
"I can't stand it," she wailed. "It's too much, getting it, then
losing it."
"Getting and losing what, Honey?" Arlene made a stab in the
dark. "You mean sex?" she inquired.
"That too," sniffled Ginny. "It's just that I got to sleep
with Mike, and it felt so good to snuggle up with someone again.
Someone who loved you, and was happy to make love to you. Now
he's gone; Billy's gone; Cindy's gone; and I'm all alone!" The
little girl burst out sobbing uncontrollably into her mother's
hair. "Not getting any sex, doesn't help either," she continued
after a minute.
George looked at his wife. Arlene looked back. They both
nodded. George coughed, and said. "We're here Honey. If it'd
make you feel better, you can sleep with us 'til Mike gets back."
"We'll also help you out with your other problem," assured
Arlene. "Your father and I will help you get off. George can
use a rubber, so you don't get pregnant. It's not as if you were
a virgin."
Ginny was so excited; she didn't bother to correct her
mother's assumption. "You mean I can sleep with you, again?" she
asked eagerly. "The whole night?" Ginny waited breathlessly for
the answer.
"Sure, why not?" said George, as he and Arlene both missed
the significance of the little word "again," that meant so much
to their little girl.
"And Daddy'd have sex with me and everything?"
"Well, not everything; we don't want you getting pregnant,"
laughed Arlene. "But, pretty much everything else. You'll have
to wait until after we get back from the Summers' though. We
promised to help out over there, this evening."
"Oh thank you, Momma! But I don't mind. Daddy can get me
pregnant if he want's to." The little girl kissed her astonished
mother, and gave her such a bright sunny smile that it was hard
to believe this was the same girl. Arlene was so surprised by
her little girl's words, that for once in her 40-odd years, she
was speechless.
"Thank you too Daddy." Ginny dashed over to her father;
plumped herself in his lap; and gave him such a loving look that
his heart jumped in his chest. "Kiss me Daddy," the little girl
begged. "Please?"
George looked over at his wife, who was looking back at him
with some amusement. He kissed his little girl. It started out
as a peck, then a smooch, then a genuine kiss. George stopped
for breath. "Whooo, Honey. You're getting your poor old father
all excited," he warned.
"More Daddy, Please? Do it like you loved me. Like you do
Momma. I love you so much, Daddy," the little girl implored, as
she turned her angelic little face up for more.
George looked at his wife, gave a shrugging motion. Arlene
smiled back at him and nodded. "OK Hon," George told his
overeager offspring, "but this'll have to do until after we get
back. OK?" At the little girl's eager nod, he bent his lips
down to his daughter's.
It was like a shock went through both of them. Ginny opened
her mouth, and got a mouthful of her father's tongue! Eagerly
she kissed back. Her father was an even better kisser than
Billy! Ginny explored her father's mouth with her tongue, while
she felt the man's hands running up and down her almost naked
little body, finally centering on her sensitive little breasts.
The excitement, after a whole day of frustrations was too much
for Ginny; the little girl began to climax, rubbing her
overheated little snatch on her father's leg, as she desperately
continued the kiss. Taking pity on his little girl, George
slipped a finger up inside the child's climaxing little hole, and
helped her work off her orgasm. The little girl was climaxing so
hard, and squeezing his finger so hard, that it was almost as
though she were still a virgin, he thought.
Finally, Ginny came back to reality. "Thank you Daddy," she
breathed. "You don't know how much I needed that." She gave her
father a smile that almost blew him away. He hadn't seen a smile
like that on Ginny's face since. . . George couldn't remember.
"Oh, I've got some idea," chucked George; looking down at
his lovely young daughter's creaming little slit, that had just
been squeezing the heck out of his probing finger. "Now, let's
eat dinner. That'll have to hold you until your mother and I get
back tonight. Think you can wait 'til then?"
Ginny nodded. After all, She'd been waiting for years; a
few more hours would be easy.
Ginny was wrong. After cleaning up the dinner dishes that
her parents had left to her care, the time seemed to drag
forever. If she hadn't known better, she would have sworn the
clock stopped running every time she wasn't looking at it. And
when she did look at it, the seconds seemed to take minutes, the
minutes seemed like hours. "Christ!" The little girl swore to
herself. Had only an hour passed since they left. It seemed
like weeks! She tried to watch television, but the shows were
all so boring, compared with what was coming. The little girl
jittered around the house, until she decided she'd better settle
down. Being nervous wasn't making the time go faster. Maybe if
she read a book?
Ginny looked through her stock of books from the library.
Somehow "The Babysitter's Club" sounded kind of asinine, when
you might be making a baby yourself. Ginny decided to borrow one
of her father's books. She brightened. That "Flea" book had
been hot!
Shortly, Ginny was ensconced in her bedroom; nightie pulled
up around her waist; as she fingered herself off while reading
the erotic book. When she got to the part where the Father
impregnates his own daughter, thinking it was his neighbor-girl
Belle, Ginny forced herself to a climax. "Whhaauuuh! WhOOOoooo,"
the little girl gasped, as she relaxed afterwards.
Ginny felt so satisfied; she snuggled down into the thick
furry bedspread. She was so relaxed; she found it hard to
continue reading. The story continued on; about how the flea was
so bored at the priest's sermon, that he went to sleep. Ginny
followed suit.
Two hours later George and Arlene returned, and found little
Ginny fast asleep on her bed. The little girl made quite a
picture. Just a little over 9 years old, her immature young body
looked much too little for sex; but lying there, with her little
fingers still stuck inside her pouting little slit, she made an
erotic picture that would have had the dirty old men of the world
squirting sperm all over, from just a look. Even on her own
mother and father, the effect was terrific.
"Whooo. Would you look at that?" said Arlene.
George was already looking; and it was obvious to Arlene,
that he was getting aroused. "Look at what she's reading," he
gasped; pointing to the book dangling from their little girl's
fingers.
Arlene snickered. "I thought you were going to put that
book away, where the kids couldn't find it."
"I was, but then it seemed that the kids were all having sex
anyway, so it didn't seem to matter anymore," replied George.
"I suppose you're right," sighed Arlene.
The two parents decided not to wake the little girl. Arlene
took the book from the child's limp fingers, and placed it
carefully on the nightstand. After all, it wasn't as if the
little girl didn't know what sex was all about. Carefully,
George pulled the bedspread over his sleeping little girl; taking
one last horny look at the child's finger stuck up in the pouting
lips of her immature young vagina. Taking a last deep breath,
the two parents let themselves out of the little girl's room.
"I saw you, you dirty old man. Sneaking peeks at your own
little girl's snatch." Arlene's grin belied her angry words, as
they got undressed.
"Yeah, who was it earlier, who told the little girl that
Daddy would take care of her sexually tonight?" responded George.
"Me. What's the matter big boy? Don't you think you're up
to fucking your own little girl?" Arlene loved teasing her
husband, and getting him hot. "Or maybe its me, that you're no
longer able to service."
"Think so huh? C'mere wench!" George grabbed his wife, and
began kissing her. "Did you hear what Ginny said, when you told
her that I'd help her out tonight?" he inquired, after a short
tussle.
"You mean when she said she didn't mind if you got her
pregnant?" asked Arlene. "I bet that gave you a hard-on."
"Almost made me cum in my pants, you mean," replied George.
"If we hadn't promised to help out, over at the Summers' I'd
probably have fucked the kid right there on the floor, and
without any rubber either."
"George! You wouldn't!" exclaimed Arlene, pretending to be
shocked.
George wasn't fooled. "Excites you, doesn't it Hon?" he
asked. "Thinking of watching me impregnate that little girl.
Here, why don't you pretend that you're Ginny, and Daddy's going
to fuck you and try to get you pregnant?"
Arlene dropped right into the role. "Oh Daddy," she
squeaked, in a high little-girl voice. "Are you going to put
that big thing in me tonight?"
Even the thought was too much for George. Hurriedly he
climbed aboard the little woman, and started fucking her for all
he was worth. "Oh Ginny!" he exclaimed. "Daddy's cumming in his
little girl."
"Oh Daddy! Fuck me. Knock me up Daddy!" Arlene climaxed
herself, as she felt a stream of her husband's sperm enter her
belly; imagining it was her father, trying to get her pregnant.
It was always a pleasure and a surprise to the woman, when
she felt how much sperm the man always had to squirt in her
belly. Now, imagining that her father was trying to impregnate
her, the stream of slippery cum pouring into her womb made the
hot woman climax like never before. It was several minutes
before she came down from her peak.
"Whooo, That was good," she finally said.
"MMM Hmmm," replied George. Even imagining getting his
little girl pregnant was too much. "Do you suppose she meant
it?" he asked his wife.
"Even if she did, you'd better not," replied Arlene.
"I suppose you're right. Still, it was quite a turn-on."
Arlene had to agree, but was so relaxed after her mighty
orgasm that shortly, she fell asleep.
George remained awake for a few more minutes. There was
something about fucking little Ginny that was faintly disturbing;
even though the little girl was already being fucked by her two
older brothers, and obviously was willing. Tired, George
couldn't quite put his finger on what was bothering him. . .
something about sleeping with his little girl. . .
George was asleep.
Ginny was having the old dream again. She was sleeping,
next to her father, when she felt his cock growing between her
legs. This part of the dream was always the same. The little
girl reached down, and grabbed her father's growing penis, and
slid it up against her little hole. Gooey liquid began seeping
from the little slit on the end; and Ginny started smearing it
all over the man's prick; making the whole thing wet and
slippery. She then tightened her legs up around her father's big
cock, and began riding it like a horse. Back and forth, back and
forth the big cock went between her legs. By this time, Ginny
was starting to get wet herself. She began pushing her father's
penis up against her tiny little hole; and using her hands to
jack him off.
It was at this point, that the two endings to the dream
varied. Tonight, Ginny was lucky. It was the happy ending.
As Ginny jacked her father off (in her dream) she felt his
big penis suddenly grow even bigger. Hurriedly, the little girl
pushed her father's suddenly spewing cock up against her little
hole; and felt suddenly wet and slippery inside, as her father
sent gush after gush of warm greasy sperm up inside his own
little girl's receptive young belly. Ginny was proud of herself,
taking her father's sperm inside her. She knew her father
squirted this white stuff up inside her mother, to make a baby.
She was so happy that he'd want to do it to her also. At this
point in her dream, Ginny would usually fall asleep; with her
father's potent sperm trapped inside her tight little hole.
Suddenly Ginny woke up. She remembered the dream. Only
Ginny knew it hadn't been a dream. It had actually happened.
Many times. The little girl had been only 5 years old, when she
found out that her father was subject to almost nightly wet-
dreams; and she had started taking advantage of the fact. For
almost a month, the little girl had jacked her father off into
her tiny little belly, in the middle of the night.
Ginny also remembered the nightmare. One night, her father
had started to squirt his sperm inside her; when something about
his dream made him think he was fucking his wife when they were
younger. Ginny could tell, by the mumbles her father made about
"Arlene, Honey, take it inside you. Please?" Suddenly, Ginny
felt her father's penis pushing up against her little hole with a
force never felt before. Each copious squirt of her father's
sperm inside the child lubricated the man's penis more, until it
actually started to stretch her tiny little hole, and go inside.
"Ow! Daddy, Go easy. I'm not Mommy, you know." The loving
words of the little girl woke up her father. He was still in the
throes of a mighty climax. He looked down, and saw himself
pumping the last of his incestuous sperm right up inside the
welcoming belly of his tiny little 5-year-old girl. George had
been horrified.
Ginny had never seen her father so mad. She didn't know
that his anger was all directed at himself, not at her. All the
little girl knew, was that her father was obviously extremely
angry about something. The next thing she knew, the little girl
was in her own room, where she had never really slept before in
her life. From then on, her father's bed was forbidden to her.
Ginny later figured that her father was mad at her for
crying out. After all, she had been jacking him off for a month,
and he had never complained; so she figured that what was
different, was that she had complained, when he tried to put his
cock up inside her. Ginny wished she could go back, and let him
do it to her again. She swore to herself she'd never complain,
no matter how much it hurt. She knew she'd give anything to feel
that her father loved her again. Ginny had always adored her
father, and would have done anything for him. Now, to know that
her father was mad at her, since he wouldn't let her sleep with
him anymore was devastating to the little girl. For weeks
afterwards, she had begged him to let her sleep with him, but he
was adamant. There was nothing the little girl could say to get
him to change his mind. Ginny decided that she had to earn her
father's love again; so the little girl set out to try and make
it up to him any way she could. She figured that if she was good
enough, maybe someday, her father would let her sleep with him
again.
For one whole year, Ginny had worked at being the best
little girl a father could have. Each night, she had paused at
her parents' bedroom door, in the hope that they would invite her
back inside again. Each night, the hope had been in vain. After
the first week, George had figured that the little girl knew why
he didn't let her sleep with him; he was so scared of hurting his
little girl. As it was, he began to worry that he might have
scarred the little girl mentally, by fucking her. Every once in
a while, he would wonder if her moodiness was because she was
worried he might try it again. Therefore, George did his best to
distance himself from the little girl; scared about what he might
do to her, if he found himself alone with the child; not
realizing that this made it look to Ginny as though her father
didn't love her anymore.
After a while, Ginny stopped trying to make her father love
her again. She could tell it was hopeless. Her father obviously
still cared for her, somewhat; but he was never close like
before. Her little heart kept on aching; and the night that she
had "goofed-up" was burned into her memory forever. Most
children don't remember things that happen when they are 5, but
Ginny knew that she would remember every detail of that night
until the day she died. She knew she couldn't go back and undo
what happened that night; but she swore that if she ever got a
chance, she wouldn't cry out, even if her father killed her in
the process.
Now suddenly, Ginny felt like she was in heaven. Her father
loved her again. He said so. More important, he had acted like
it. He hadn't pushed her away, when she kissed him. In fact, he
had kissed her back in a manner that was guaranteed to make
little Ginny's heart jump for joy. Not only that, but he had
told her that she could sleep with him again; and that he would
make love to her, when she was ready.
Ginny was suddenly wide awake. "Oh my GOD!" she thought to
herself, "What am I doing here!" Terrified by the thought of
possibly sleeping through the one chance that she might have to
get her beloved father back; Ginny quietly got up and crept down
the hall.
Peeping in the doorway of her parents' room, Ginny paused.
"What if she was too late." The thought was terrifying.
"Daddy," she called out tentatively.
No answer.
"*Daddy.*" The little girl's heart was in her mouth, as she
called louder.
"Nnnn?" came the sleepy voice from the bed, "What is it
Ginny?"
"You said I could sleep with you, tonight." Ginny held her
breath. She knew that either heaven or hell was waiting for her
tonight.
"N,Kay Honey. Slide in."
It was heaven! Ginny crept over to her father's side of the
bed; lifted the covers; and slid her (deliberately naked) little
body in alongside her father's. It was no surprise to the little
girl to feel her father's skin touching hers. She knew both of
her parents slept naked all the time. Most of the people in the
house went naked at night. There was no nudity taboo in the
Macon household.
George was shocked at the sensual feel of his little girl's
naked skin next to his. His cock immediately rose to attention.
After all, feeling his little girl naked next to him, after the
fantasy that he and his wife had played out earlier would have
been stimulation enough to give a statue a hard-on, let alone a
man as oversexed as George Macon. He started to pull away, so as
to not frighten the child.
Ginny was not going to have any of it. After finally
getting to sleep with her father, she didn't want him halfway
across the bed. "Please Daddy?" she pleaded. "Snuggle up to
me?"
George was stymied. "But Ginny," he started. "I've
got. . ." How does one tell his little 9-year-old daughter, that
he had an erection?
"Don't be silly Daddy, I've seen it before. Even had it
inside me," Ginny ended with a giggle.
George decided that his little girl's words made sense, and
"snuggled up".
Ginny reached down, placed her father's big cock between her
legs, "Where it belonged," and slid off into the best sleep she
had in years.
George took a little longer, but somehow it felt *right* to be
snuggled up to his little girl. Even with his big cock pushing
up against the child's open vagina; and his big burly arm wrapped
around the little girl's sleeping young body, feeling her
immature young breasts brushing again his arm; it still seemed
right. George slipped off to sleep also.
Later that night, Ginny started having the old dream again.
She was sleeping, next to her father, when she felt his cock
growing between her legs. This time, the dream was subtly dif
ferent. When her father's cock started leaking slippery liquid,
instead of jacking him off, Ginny rubbed her father's leaking
penis all over her hot little hole, and pushed it up inside!
Expecting the nightmare to start, Ginny was surprised. It didn't
hurt! The shock was enough to wake the little girl up
completely. It wasn't a dream! Little Ginny felt stuffed, but
no pain. Her father's cock had vanished a third of the way up
inside the little girl; and the man was sliding it in and out, as
the man copulated with his own little 9-year-old girl in his
sleep.
Ginny was ecstatic! Her father was fucking her; and it
didn't hurt. There were little twinges, each time her father's
big cock pushed up against her hymen; but it didn't hurt! She
had forgotten that she had already taken her father's cock inside
her the week before; so it shouldn't have been a surprise; but
fresh from her dream, Ginny had expected it to hurt, like it
always did in the nightmare. Ginny settled down, and enjoyed the
pleasure of feeling her father's big cock sliding in and out of
her vagina. Shortly, Ginny felt her father's dream come to a
"climax," as did he. Her father's penis suddenly got bigger
inside the little girl, and began spewing glob after big sticky
glob of warm greasy sperm in the little girl's belly. Squirt
after squirt. Ginny felt bloated with her father's precious
seed. The man's prick finally subsided; and George slipped back
into a deeper sleep; with his cock still resting in the child's
vagina, acting as a plug.
Ginny slipped back to sleep herself. It was so wonderful to
enjoy the slippery feeling of having her own father's precious
sperm warming up her insides, once again. Only now, she got to
feel her father's big cock stretching her little vagina as well.
The soothing feeling of her father's warm cum inside her tight
little belly, put the little girl back in slumberland.
As mentioned before, George was oversexed. Even Arlene
couldn't keep up with him. Even after fucking his beautiful wife
2 to 4 times a day, he still sometimes had to jack-off in the
middle of the day, and he still had enough left over for a wet-
dream or two in the middle of the night. When he was younger, it
had taken 6 or 7 bouts of sex per day to ease his horny urges.
Now, approaching middle-age, George had "slowed up" to where he
only needed 4 or 5.
The man felt lucky to have a wife as understanding as
Arlene. The woman only needed sex herself, about once every
other night; but over the years, George had managed to persuade
the woman to help him out at least twice a day. "Once in the
night, and outen the light. Once in the morning, a new day a
borning," as the old saying went. The rest of the time, George
"made do" with "Mrs. thumb, and her four daughters." Arlene was
understanding; and left him alone when he needed it. Even after
all this, George still had enough left over for nocturnal
emissions or "wet-dreams" as it were.
Tonight, George was about to set some new kind of record.
Feeling his little girl's vagina quietly squeezing his penis,
kept giving the man new dreams, each one hornier than the last.
Three more times during the night, his cock expanded in his
daughter's vagina, and sent a fresh burst of potent seed up
inside his little girl. Each time, the sensations would wake
Ginny up for a moment, until she realized it was just her father
ejaculating his slippery cum inside her belly where it belonged.
Then the child would relax. The comfortable feeling of having
her own father's incestuous sperm warming the inside of her belly
would soothe the little girl back to sleep.
George woke up from one of the hottest dreams he had ever
had. His little girl Ginny had sneaked into bed with him, pushed
his big cock up inside her squeezing little vagina, and was
begging him to get her pregnant. George pushed up inside the
little girl, and enjoyed the feeling of her tight little vagina
clasping around the head of his prick. "My God, this dream feels
real!" he thought; as the little girl's vagina gave his cock a
squeeze that threatened to have him spouting sperm in the child's
belly, before he even got properly started. George ran his hands
down his little girl's side; feeling her shiver with excitement.
The sensations were too real. All of a sudden, the previous
night came back to the man with a rush. This *was* Ginny in bed
with him! And, from the feel of her squishy little pussy, he had
already ejaculated at least once inside the little girl during
the night. George suddenly blushed as he recalled some of the
dreams he had been having during the night. Had he actually done
that to little Ginny? He decided not; but knew he must have
fucked the child at least once, in his sleep. The thought, of
fucking his little 9-year-old girl in his sleep; and her not
objecting, was so stimulating, that he had to fuck her again.
George started sliding his cock in and out of his little girl's
belly.
Ginny felt the change in her father. The man was no longer
asleep, and he was fucking her! Ginny felt like her little heart
would melt. Her father loved her. He wanted to fuck her. The
thought, that she might get pregnant, was more of a thrill, at
the thought that she could carry a baby for her beloved father,
than fright at the thought of the dangers. "Oh Daddy! Fuck me.
Please fuck me Daddy." The little girl's voice came out in a
plea.
"OK, Honey, but let's do it right, this time," said George,
as he turned the little girl over. The sight of his little
9-year-old girl, lying on her back, arms outstretched, begging
her own father to fuck her, was almost too exciting to believe.
George climbed between his little girl's legs; put his swollen
cock up against the little hole that was still dripping obscene
gobs of her own father's incestuous sperm; and pushed it all the
way home in a rush.
"AAhhyeee*eeee*EEE*EEE*EEE*!!*" The shrill scream came as a
complete shock to all three occupants of the bed. Ginny had been
feeling nothing but pleasure from her father's penis; and had
never expected it to hurt like this. The little girl just knew
her father had torn her insides. She was sure that she was going
to die from internal bleeding. Right now, she could feel the
flow of blood, mixing with her father's seed, oozing from her
torn little belly. Dying however, was not what frightened the
little girl the most. She had blown it again! She had sworn
that she wouldn't cry when her father made love to her, like she
did last time; and now she had not only cried, she had screamed!
Now her father would never forgive her, she thought. Knowing she
had only a little time left, before she died, made the little
girl desperate. She had to get her father's forgiveness before
she died. "I'm sorry Daddy," the little girl pleaded. "I didn't
mean to cry. Please forgive me Daddy. Please?" The begging of
the little girl turned into heartbreaking sobs.
George had been shocked, when he felt his little girl's
hymen give way before his powerful lunge. He had thought the
little girl had lost her virginity several weeks ago, to one of
her older brothers. He would never have taken the child in such
a violent manner; and certainly not without warning her; had he
known that she was still a virgin. "I'm sorry Ginny," he
apologized, "I just didn't know." He barely noticed the pleading
words of his little girl; thinking that she was telling him how
much it hurt.
Arlene had been sleeping, when the frightened cry of her
child woke her up. She looked over at the obscenely coupled pair
on the bed beside her, where the two lovers were both so busy
apologizing, that neither one heard a word the other was saying.
"George!" she exclaimed. "What in the *world*, are you *doing* to
that little girl?"
This shut George up. He opened his mouth, started to say
something; realized that there wasn't much he could say; and shut
it with a snap.
In the silence, Ginny's pleas could now be distinctly heard.
"Please forgive me Daddy. I don't want you to be mad at me.
I just couldn't help it. I didn't mean to scream. Don't let me
die, thinking you hate me. Please daddy!"
"WHAT?!" The exclamation from her parents temporarily
stopped the impassioned flow of words from the little girl.
George got the first word in. "Ginny, I love you," he
assured the little girl. "I could *never* hate you. What ever
gave you such an idea?"
"And what's this about you dying?" added Arlene. "Whatever
gave you the idea that you were going to die?"
Ginny sighed with relief. Her father still loved her. He
didn't look mad, just concerned. She decided to answer her
father's question first.
"You got mad at me last time Daddy, when I cried," she
explained. "And I think Daddy tore me inside, so I'm bleeding to
death," she continued to her mother.
"Oh boy. Didn't you explain to her, about little-girls, and
hymens, Arlene?" George asked his wife.
Arlene shook her head. "I didn't think she was old enough
to worry about it," she replied. "I was going to wait until she
had her first period; then explain about what would happen the
first time."
"I thought that would be soon enough. Obviously, I was
wrong," she continued. "Now what do you mean 'Daddy got mad at
you last time.'?" Arlene glared at her husband.
Slowly, the whole story came out. With sobs, and tears from
all parties, and many apologies, the trio on the bed finally got
it sorted out.
"Ginny, I'm so sorry," said George. "I should have
explained to you that I just didn't want to hurt you. I realize
now, that I probably hurt you worse, by pushing you away, than if
I had just gone ahead and fucked you. Can you ever forgive me?"
Hearing her father repeat the words that had been running
through her mind for years, was too much for the little girl.
"Oh Daddy, I love you so much," she said. "How can I be mad at
you for wanting to protect me?" With this, Ginny collapsed,
sobbing, in her father's arms.
George hugged his little girl, then said, as he climbed out
of the bed, and bent over on the floor. "Do me a favor, Honey?
Please kick me. I've been such an asshole."
Ginny giggled at the thought. "Oh Daddy," she replied. "I
couldn't do that!"
Arlene however, knew her husband, and wasn't so shy.
"Idiot!" she exclaimed; and hauling back a slippered foot, she
booted her husband right out the door.
Ginny stared openmouthed. She had never heard her parents
even raise loud voices at each other; let alone get physically
violent. She was reassured, when her father gathered himself up,
and came back into the room. Neither one of her parents seemed
to be angry. Ginny decided that it must be a "grown-up" thing.
"Thanks Dear, I needed that," he told his wife.
"Now Ginny," George addressed his little girl, "I want you
to promise me, that if you *ever* think I'm mad at you, or don't
love you, that you'll *ask* me. Or, failing that, ask your mother.
Please?"
Ginny promised. The little girl felt so good, knowing that
her parents really did love her, and that she had a long,
wonderful life ahead of her, that she was almost floating. A
little twinge, of her torn hymen, reminded her of something.
"Daddy?" she asked.
"Yes Ginny?"
"We never did finish fucking."
"I thought you still hurt." George sounded a little
worried.
"It's almost stopped Daddy, and now that it's gone, I wanted
to do it 'for real.' Please Daddy?" The little girl's voice
sounded wistful again; as though she were afraid her father might
refuse her.
"Well, OK Honey. If you're sure. I'll get some rubbers, so
I don't knock you up." George suddenly snickered. "I guess I'll
have to start wearing them at night, when I go to sleep; if my
little girl's going to be jacking me off into her belly, every
night. The man started rummaging through the dresser drawers.
"Now where did I put those things?" he muttered.
"Daddy?" Ginny's voice stopped the man's rummaging.
"What?" George went over to another dresser, and started
poking around inside.
"Do you have to?" the little girl inquired. "Wear a rubber,
I mean? I don't mind, if you get me pregnant. I'd like to have
a baby."
Ginny's words, almost made the man climax all over the
dresser. She "didn't mind" if he got her pregnant. George
looked over at his grinning wife. He wasn't going to get much
support there. "Well," he said, as he came back to the bed, and
stated to climb back between his little girl's legs. "I guess
one time won't hurt. Besides, it's probably safe enough. You're
probably way too young to get pregnant."
"Oooof" Ginny's breath came out with a rush; as her
father's prick vanished up inside her flat little belly. "Suzy's
Aunt May got pregnant, when she was 9," she reminded her father.
"I know that there have been others. Get me pregnant Daddy. I
love you so much Daddy, show me you love me too. Make a baby in
me. Please?" the little girl pleaded; as she pushed back at her
father, enjoying the feeling of his big cock as it slid all the
way in and out of her belly; now that her hymen was no longer in
the way. "Please Daddy?" the little girl repeated.
George looked at Arlene. She nodded. If George had to
knock the little girl up, to make her happy, it would be a small
price to pay. After hurting the little girl by refusing her
once, Arlene figured that it would be a mistake to refuse the
child's request; strange as it may have seemed to an outsider.
To Arlene, the little girl's request didn't seem strange at all.
Most little girls had sexual designs on their fathers, at one
time or another. Ginny's were just a little early. Arlene knew
that carrying her father's baby, would make Ginny feel her
father's love, in a manner that just wasn't possible in any other
way. In a way, it seemed like the best way to reassure the
little girl that her father really did love her.
"Go ahead George," Arlene reassured her husband, "fuck the
kid. Let's see you impregnate our little girl."
"Yeah! Impregnate me Daddy!" encouraged the little girl, as
she worked with her father; trying to get the man to squirt his
potent sperm in her hungry little belly. "Knock me up."
"Unnh, UUnnnhhh!" George grunted, sliding his cock all the
way home in his 9-year-old girl's tiny little belly. "You're a
little too young to get pregnant yet, Ginny," he said
breathlessly. "I probably couldn't get you pregnant, if I tried.
You'll probably have to wait until you're about 12." George was
getting close to cumming.
"I read in the STAR, where a little girl down in Honduras
somewhere, had a baby; and she was only 8 years old," reminded
Arlene.
The thought was so exiting; George couldn't hold back much
longer. "Oh God, I'm going to cum pretty quick," he warned.
Curiosity however, got the best of him first. "Did they ever
catch the guy who got her pregnant?" he wondered.
Ginny giggled. She had read the article also. "You might
say so," she sniggered. "It was her 'big' brother. At the ripe
old age of 10. It seems the two kids had been sleeping together
for years. Nobody gave it a second thought, until the little
girl's belly started to grow."
The thought, of his little girl's belly swelling with his
child; Ginny's giggling; and thinking that he *might* get her
pregnant; and that she "wouldn't mind" if he did; was too much
for George. His cock inflated tremendously, and sent spasm after
spasm of thick slippery sperm into his little girl's receptive
young belly.
Ginny felt wonderful as her father spasmed on top of her.
She felt a big greasy rope of her father's creamy seed slide into
her tight little belly with a rush. Rope after big slippery rope
of incestuous sperm, slid into the little girl's belly.
"Oooh Daddy. That's it! Impregnate me Daddy. Knock me up.
I want to feel my belly get big with your baby," encouraged
Ginny.
Knowing that her father cared about her, enough to squirt
the white stuff that made babies inside her tiny little
9-year-old belly, made Ginny almost melt with love for the man.
The little girl worked against her father; trying to milk all of
his precious baby-making sperm into her squeezing little vagina
where she felt it belonged.
Arlene was getting all excited; as she watched her husband
impregnate their little girl. She hoped the man would have some
left for her, when he finished. "Do it Honey," she encouraged;
repeating her young daughter's stimulating words, "knock the kid
up."
George gave a final thrust, up inside his little girl's
belly; and squirted one last sticky glob of potent seed inside
his daughter. "Oh Ginny! I love you so much. Thank you Ginny.
That was sooo good!"
"Thank you, Daddy! I love you too," Ginny replied. Feeling
her father trying to impregnate her, had been so exciting. The
little girl loved the warm creamy feel of her father's baby-
making sperm soaking into her belly. "I hope I'm pregnant now,"
she mused.
George gave up. If his little girl wanted to get pregnant
by her own father, he'd do his best to do his part of the job.
"Well," He leered at the little girl. "If not, we can always
keep practicing making a baby, until you get it right!"
This comment sent all three occupants of the bed into
hysterical giggles.
Arlene looked at the shrunken member of her husband, as he
pulled it out of their little girl's belly. Even with George's
copious spendings inside the little girl, Ginny was able to
clench her vaginal muscles, and keep her father's sperm from
flowing out. Still, the child had to dash for the bathroom,
before she had an accident. Arlene decided that she'd have to
wait for "her turn," until after breakfast, to allow her
husband's batteries time to recharge (so to speak).
The three family members didn't make it back to the bedroom
after breakfast. While Arlene was fixing breakfast, Ginny
"borrowed" the TABOO-II tape from the bedroom, and put it on the
main TV screen in the living room. During breakfast, all 3
watchers got aroused seeing "Big-Brother" fuck his "little-
sister" in the movie. By the time breakfast was over, all of the
Macons were about ready to explode with sexual tension; and as
the "little girl" on the screen started to fuck her "father,"
Arlene pushed her husband over on his back, and "climbed aboard".
Pretty soon, her orgasmic cries were mixing with the cries of the
girl on the screen pleading "Fuck me Daddy!" Ginny got so hot
watching her mother and the action on the screen at the same
time, that when her mother got off, the little girl climbed on
top of her father's sperm-covered prick, and settled down for a
ride.
George had been about to call it quits for a while; but
before his drooling cock had a chance to wilt, his little girl
had stuffed it up in her horny little box, and proceeded to milk
the last of his sperm up into her tight little belly. The feel
of the child's tiny little vagina squeezing his penis, got George
hard again; before he really had a chance to get soft. The man
was in no hurry to get his rocks off in the little girl this
time; so he settled down to enjoy the sensations of being mated
with his own daughter.
Ginny loved it. She found that she could have orgasm after
orgasm while sliding up and down on her father's big cock. Ginny
was about to have her 7th climax in a row; when there was an
interruption. Cindy and John had returned, carrying boxes of
clothing and personal items to be stored until he finished moving
into the garage/apartment; when they came upon this loving scene.
Cindy couldn't believe it. Her little sister was fucking
their father; taking his big cock all the way up in her tiny
little belly. To top it off, her father not only wasn't using a
rubber; but was being encouraged by her mother to impregnate the
little girl. Cindy had thought it was something for her cousin
Suzy to try to have her own father's baby; but to see her little
9-year-old sister, with their father's sperm leaking out around
her tiny little hole, while she begged her father to "Squirt the
stuff that makes babies in me Daddy." was enough to make the
little girl's blood boil.
When Ginny collapsed on the couch; with her father still
squirting white sticky sperm all over her tiny little slit, as
the little girl pulled away too suddenly; Cindy decided she
couldn't take any more. Desperately, Cindy looked over at John,
pleading with her eyes.
After a month and a half, spending almost all of his free
time with the little girl, John was getting so that he could
almost read her mind, and she his. The look the two lovers
exchanged said volumes; though only 2 seconds passed in real
time. John nodded, and smiled, and Cindy knew it was not only OK
with John, but he wanted her to do it. So she did.
Cindy walked over to her father; rolled him onto his back
again; while she said "My turn Daddy," and stuffed her father's
still spurting cock up inside her fertile young belly. Cindy had
been about to burst with sexual frustration; being 3 days into
the start of her fertile period; and looking forward to another
week and a half of no sex had been bad enough. To see her little
sister *trying* to get pregnant, had been the last straw. Cindy
was going to get fucked. She was going to do it right, with no
rubbers, and no pulling out. If her father got her pregnant, she
decided she'd just enjoy it. In the meantime, it was heaven to
feel a man's cock sliding into her belly again; leaking dangerous
baby-making sperm inside her womb. Especially her own father's.
Cindy started to feel a little guilty though. She was
getting hers, but what about John? She knew if she asked him,
he'd say he was OK; but it must be torture to watch a scene this
hot, and not get any. Cindy looked over at her mother. Arlene
had collapsed on the sofa; faint moans of sexual satisfaction,
were coming from her lips. It was obvious that she would be no
help, this time. Suddenly, Cindy had an idea. She had done it
before, and it wasn't too bad; now she might even enjoy it.
Cindy motioned to John; as she continued sliding up and down
her father's big cock. As John approached, Cindy leaned forward
on her father; and pulled her ass-cheeks apart in an obvious
invitation.
John couldn't believe it. Cindy had said it had been too
uncomfortable, the last time they had done it "up her back door"
but this time, the little girl seemed to want it. "Are you
sure?" he asked; wanting to be sure himself.
Cindy nodded, and braced herself.
John's big cock was already leaking big slippery gobs of
pre-cum; just from the excitement of watching. He spread it all
over the head of his cock, and down into the little girl's
waiting asshole. Slowly he pushed.
Cindy pushed back. It was somewhat like taking a shit, in
reverse. She tried to relax her ass muscles. There was a
popping sensation; and Cindy suddenly felt full. In fact, the
little girl felt stuffed. It wasn't uncomfortable, just stuffed.
After Cindy got used to it, the stuffing of her ass, made her
tight little vagina squeeze even tighter, around her father's big
cock. Cindy decided she liked it. The little girl began to
move. First, she pushed back at John; forcing his whole cock to
vanish up inside her backside. Then, Cindy pushed forward;
taking her father's penis all the way up in her cunt; while
John's penis slid about halfway out in the rear. Next, back
again onto John and off her father. Then, forward, onto her
father, and off John. Forward onto Daddy. Backward onto John.
They began to establish a rhythm. Back and forth shuttled the
little girl between her two lovers. Cindy couldn't believe how
good it felt. Even John's cock up her ass, almost felt like he
had it in another vagina. Cindy giggled to herself. "The girl
with two vaginas," she thought. The giggle turned into shock.
"Oh God! I'm going to cum!" she blurted involuntarily. The
little girl went into violent spasms as she worked to get the two
men to cum with her, on her; inside her; whatever; just so they
came at the same time.
John felt his penis squeezed like it was in a vise. The
little girl's asshole clamped down on his engorged cock, and
threatened to snip it off. Then it relaxed; then it squeezed
again. He felt as if his cock had been caught in a runaway
milking machine. Squeeze, SQUeeze, SQUEEZE, *SQUEEZE*. The last
squeeze was too much. John began squirting sperm up inside the
little girl's asshole like a cow's udder squirts milk. He let go
in one big long healthy squuiiiiiirrrrrttt!
Cindy's father wasn't in much better shape. After getting
his rocks off 4 times that morning, George was beginning to
realize that even he had his limits. After squirting his sperm
in his little 9-year-old girl's belly, he had thought he was
finished for the day. Cindy's attack had taken him by surprise.
His cock had not had a chance to shrink; when the girl climbed on
top; and the knowledge that his daughter wanted him to fuck her,
in the middle of her fertile period, had been so stimulating,
that he was able to keep going. Now, having his daughter in the
throes of the biggest climax of her life; squeezing his penis
with a vagina that was almost virginally tight; and feeling
another man ejaculating his sperm inside his little girl's body
through the membranes of his daughter's insides; was enough to
make a statue spout sperm; let alone a man as oversexed as George
Macon. George started to gush his sperm up inside his little
girl's belly.
Feeling her father squirting his sperm in her vagina, while
John ejaculated big greasy ropes of cum up her backside, made
Cindy loose what little control she had left. The little girl
jammed her crotch down at her father; ignoring the pain, as his
penis pushed hard into her cervix. There was a sudden sickening
sensation; then the little girl felt her father's spewing cock
enter her uterus, and begin squirting the last of his seed right
into the center of her fertile young womb. It was too exciting
to bear. Cindy's body did several spastic flops; then the little
girl fainted dead away.
Realizing what had happened, the two men stopped moving; and
just let the rest of their seed drain into the little girl's
body. Still, Feeling his little girl's cervix clamped around the
head of his penis, made George squirt more sperm inside his
little girl's womb than he thought he had in him. John, on the
other hand, was already starting to lose his hard-on. He had
already squirted more than his usual amount of sperm inside the
little girl; and was all tapped out. The two big men held the
limp body of the little girl between them, carefully *not* removing
their cocks from inside the child; while they waited for her to
revive.
"That's some daughter, you've got here," complimented John.
"We've got," corrected George.
"You're right. We've got," agreed John.
Gradually, Cindy came back to her senses. She felt soooo
relaxed. The sexual tension she had felt building for the last
week was gone; replaced by a pleasant ache in her groin. As she
became more aware of the loving arms holding her, Cindy also
became aware that the ache in her groin was the leftover feeling
of having the head of her father's cock still stuck inside her
womb; as it dribbled out the last of his potent seed; matched by
her fiance's cock still stretching her asshole; where she felt so
warm and creamy, that she knew John had deposited a big load
there as well. "Ooohhh! That was good," she said. "We've got
to do this again sometime. I hate to stop; but we'd better pull
apart, so I can go to the bathroom. Otherwise, I'm going to make
a mess all over Mom's nice new carpet." With this, the three
lovers disconnected.
John was first to pull out, his cock still dripping cum on
the little girl's ass.
"OWWWwww!" exclaimed George; as his cock uncoupled from his
little girl's womb. He had felt drained before, after too much
sex, but this was terrible! George doubled up on the floor,
clutching his gut. He felt as though he'd been kicked in the
balls. "Ooooh, that hurts!" he said.
George was immediately surrounded by concerned faces. Cindy
looked particularly worried. "What is it Daddy?" she inquired,
"What did I doooo?"
John was the only one there, who knew what had happened; and
this only because his own drained balls were giving him a
pleasant sort of ache. "It's OK Cindy," he said. "Your father
will be all right in a minute. Just try not to pull so much
sperm out of a man in so little time next time."
"But I thought it made a man feel good to cum, and get it
all out."
"It does, Honey. But if a man squirts more than is normal,
his body works too hard to produce more; and it's just like any
other muscle. It aches if you overwork it."
"Well," said Cindy. "We'll just have to exercise it then;
like any other muscle; until it's strong enough for the job.
Think you're up to it little sister?" she addressed Ginny.
Ginny giggled and nodded. She was already ready to go
again; but had sense enough to know when to wait.
After a minute, George started feeling better; and with help
from four loving pairs of hands, was soon ensconced on the big
rocker/recliner with a cool drink in his hand; two lovely naked
daughters curled up on either side; and his wife and friend
cuddled up together nearby, on the sofa. George felt so satiated
and relaxed, that he slid off to sleep in the chair.
That was all the sex for that day; but that night, George
felt a warm little body snuggle up next to him; as Ginny reached
down grabbed her father's big penis, and tucked it up inside her
hot little vagina, so that she could sleep; knowing that her
father's sperm would be squirting inside her belly where it
belonged, instead of all over the sheets, and being "wasted".
From then on, until her brother got back from camp, Ginny
slept every night with her father; and every night George would
discharge two or three big sticky loads of incestuous baby-making
sperm right up inside his own little 9-year-old girl. Each time,
Ginny would wake up; realize it was just her father ejaculating
his sperm up inside her belly where it belonged; and go back to
sleep; soothed by the warm greasy feeling of her own father's
precious seed soaking into her receptive young womb.
Ginny seemed to blossom and grow. The little girl's smile,
which had rarely been seen, now filled the house every day with
sunshine. Every morning, George would wake up to the feel of his
little girl's vagina squeezing his cock. Each time, he would
roll his little girl over on her back; and fuck the little girl
properly. Ginny would respond by squeezing her father's big cock
with her vagina; until George had no choice, but to ejaculate his
baby-making sperm inside his little 9-year-old girl. The feeling
of her own father trying to get her pregnant, was always enough
to make little Ginny climax.
Ginny loved being able to start the day with a fresh load of
her father's precious sperm soaking in her belly. The whole day
seemed brighter to the little girl; to know her father loved her
enough, to have her carry his baby.
The little girl was growing in other ways also. Her little
body was filling out, and developing. Tits were starting to
appear on the little girl's chest. Her legs were filling out
also. In just a few days, the change in the little girl was
startling. Ginny was starting to look almost as sexy as her
older sister.
Ginny emphasized it, by wearing as little as possible.
Quite often, Ginny would borrow one of her father's T-shirts, and
wear it, with nothing else underneath. The little girl got a
kick out of the reactions she got from older men. Most people
assumed the little girl was wearing panties under the large
shirt. Knowing that men were dreaming about her being naked
under the T-shirt, made Ginny feel all gushy inside. Especially,
knowing that she *was* naked; but only her father and brother knew.
Watching their little girl blossom and grow was a thrill to
the older Macon's. After being shy and retiring for so long, the
little girl seemed to want to make up for years of missed fun, in
just one summer. Seeing their little girl playing with the other
kids in the neighborhood, one would never guess that the little
girl even knew what the word "fuck" meant. To think that their
little girl was carrying her father's seed in her little belly,
every day, when she went out to play, was quite a thrill to
Arlene. She hoped the little girl would enjoy carrying her
father's baby, as much as she had. She knew it would be
dangerous, when the little girl's belly started to bulge; but the
thought of her little girl's belly swollen with her own father's
baby was too exciting for words.
Cindy, in the meantime, had decided that she was OK. She
had been keeping track of her temperature each day, and figured
that she wasn't fertile when her father had squirted his sperm in
her belly. The little girl sighed with relief; and went back to
alternative methods of sex. The difference, was that now she had
John fucking her in the ass, instead of hand or oral sex. Cindy
had decided, that she Liked getting screwed in the ass. It was
almost as good as getting fucked in the cunt she thought.
Relieved that she wasn't yet pregnant, Cindy eagerly waited for
the day when she could fuck properly again. "Only one more week
to go," she thought; as the weekend approached, and the time for
her little brother to return from camp got closer. Knowing she
was at the height of her fertile period, made the little girl so
horny, she could hardly walk. It was only with great effort, the
little girl managed to keep from saying "To Hell with it," and
follow her little sister's lead; by letting herself get pregnant
anyway.
As said before, it was amazing how much trouble a little boy
could cause by just not being there. Still, a lot of good came
out of it. Now that Ginny knew her father loved her, and the
little girl had started sleeping with him again, had improved the
little girl's outlook on life tremendously. When the little boy
returned however, it seemed that he was destined to cause as much
trouble when he returned, as when he left.
CHAPTER 12
Mike returns from camp
The day started out as a madhouse. First, George overslept.
Now usually, on a Saturday, this would have been fine. This week
however, George had to get some final building papers down to the
courthouse to get them signed-off; so the electricians and
plumbers could complete their jobs, and the plasterers could
close up the walls on the final changes to the garage
modifications. The trouble was, the courthouse was only open on
Saturdays until 11; and it was already 10:15 when George woke up.
The previous night, Arlene and Ginny had been almost
insatiable; and had fucked the man almost ragged. Every time
George had been about to call it quits, either Ginny, or his wife
would whisper some new lewd suggestion or fantasy in his ear; and
George would respond with a fresh hard-on; and would end up
depositing another load of fresh sperm into either his wife or
his kid's horny little belly. This had kept up, until almost
1:30 in the morning, when George found that even he had limits.
He had finally gotten to sleep, when both Arlene, and Ginny
together, couldn't get his cock up; even when the two of them had
combined for a two-girl blow-job that would normally have had him
spouting sperm all over their pretty faces. Ginny and Arlene had
finally settled for licking each other to get their final climax.
Even seeing his lovely wife, and little 9-year-old daughter, in a
frenzied 69, as each of them sucked his sperm that was leaking
out of the other's cum-filled hole, couldn't do more than make
his satiated cock do more than twitch. For once in his life,
George had gotten enough sex.
That night, for the first time since she got her cherry
popped, Ginny slept without her father's big penis stuck up
inside her belly. The little girl was so sexually satisfied
herself; that she didn't even miss it. Her father had already
deposited so much sperm in the little girl that night, that Ginny
wouldn't have been surprised, if she had triplets. For the first
time in almost a year, George didn't have a nocturnal emission.
The morning that Mike was due back from camp, George had
slapped the alarm silent; rolled over next to Ginny; stuck his
awakening penis up inside his little girl; and slipped back to
sleep before he even started to fuck. Ginny had welcomed the
feel of her father's leaking cock, dripping pre-cum into her
tight little vagina; but had been too sleepy herself, to do more
than give it a token squeeze or two. Ginny also slipped back to
sleep; feeling better now that she had her father's cock dripping
his potent seed inside her little belly again.
George woke up to the feeling of his little 9-year-old
daughter's tight little vagina squeezing his penis rhythmically.
The little girl was having a climax in her sleep; as she tried to
get her father to squirt his sperm up in her tight little belly
where it belonged. This was extremely exciting to the man; and
it wasn't long before he found himself ready to give the child
what she so obviously wanted. George was just starting to
deliver his seed inside the little girl's womb, when he looked
over at the bedstand, and noticed the time.
"Jesus H. Christ!" George exclaimed; as the surprise made
him jerk his still spewing cock out of his little girl's tight
little belly. Squirt after squirt impacted against the little
girl's open cunt; and smeared her little vagina with greasy ropes
of her father's white sticky sperm.
Ginny was jerked awake, when her father suddenly pulled his
squirting cock out of her belly. "Oh Daddy. Why did you have to
pull out?" she whimpered. "I wanted your cum inside me."
"Sorry Ginny," George replied, "I have to hurry, and get to
the courthouse. Besides, you look sexy, with Daddy's sperm all
over your cute little cunt."
Ginny looked down between her legs. Her father was right.
It did look incredibly sexy to see her own father's sperm soaking
the pouting lips of her vagina; and spread all over her little
clit, and soaking into the little hole between her legs.
"Unnph!" said the little girl, as, reaching down between her
legs; she smeared her father's sperm all over her swollen little
clit; and pushed the rest up inside her horny little hole. "I
still like it better inside me," she commented.
Watching his cute little 9-year-old girl pushing his sperm
up inside her vagina, was almost enough to make George stop his
frantic dressing, and climb back into bed with the sexy little
girl. However, plasterers and painters cost money; not to
mention electricians and plumbers. The thought of plumbers
hourly rates made George hurry even faster. "'Love you, Ginny,"
he said; as he kissed the naked little girl; before leaving the
room. Arlene was already up; and George could hear her
clattering around in "her" kitchen.
"'Love you too, Daddy," said the little girl as she kissed
her father. Ginny didn't accept just a peck; she gave her
beloved father such a tongue-sucking soul-kiss, that the man
almost climbed back into bed with her. Almost. The thought of
paying plumber's wages for two more days managed to stop him.
"Sorry Honey, but I've got to go." One last tongue-licking
kiss, and George Macon hurriedly scrambled for the door, before
his willpower deserted him.
"Spoilsport!" said Ginny; but gave her father a big grin, to
show that she wasn't really all that annoyed. After last night,
and once again this morning, the little girl couldn't complain
that she was being sexually neglected. Ginny went back to
playing with the glob her father's jizz, that was welling back
out of her open little cunt. Looking at her father's sperm
leaking out of her vagina; knowing that this was the white stuff
that made babies inside little girls; and that she was carrying
her own father's baby-juice inside her belly was always a thrill
to the little 9-year-old.
Basking in the glow of his little girl's grin; George limped
out of the bedroom; as he tried to tie his shoe while making his
way towards the remaining garage.
"George! Aren't you going to have any breakfast?" came
Arlene's plaint.
"Sorry Dear. 'Gotta get these plans to the courthouse
before 11," said George worriedly; as he grabbed the sheaf of
papers; and still buttoning his shirt; headed for the door to the
garage. Worried, He glanced at the clock. "Holy smoke! Only 20
more minutes!" he thought.
He was just starting the car, when Arlene appeared in the
doorway. The little woman was still naked, except for a steaming
cup of coffee in an "auto-safe" cup. "Here. Drink this, on the
way," she commanded, as she gave him a good-bye peck. "Now don't
have any accidents on the way."
George hadn't known he could love his wife any more than he
already did; but each day, the little woman seemed to find a new
way to make his love grow stronger. "'Love you, Honey," he
repeated the words he had given his little girl, to his wife. He
felt so warm inside with the knowledge that it was true. For
both of them.
"'Love you too, Dear. Bye." Arlene watched as her husband
gunned the car out the opening door of the garage; not noticing
that his beautiful wife was standing naked in the garage-doorway
waving at him, for all the neighbors to see. Arlene heard a
faint "Bye!" and ducked inside as the garage-door started to
close. If anyone had seen the petite little woman standing nude
in the open doorway, they never found out. Certainly nobody ever
complained.
Arlene was just finishing breakfast with Ginny, when Suzy
arrived. The little girl was not surprised to see the two Macons
sitting naked at the breakfast table. She had slept over often
enough, with Cindy, to know that nudity was the norm in the Macon
household, on weekend mornings, anyway. Suzy had some big news;
and she had wanted to share it with her older cousin.
The two families had decided that they couldn't keep any
secrets between them; and both families knew what was going on in
the other. It had been quite a relief, when Arlene and Mary
found out that they weren't alone in their problems. The two
families had gotten together; and decided to face the world with
a common front. If any of their little girls showed up with a
big belly, nobody in either family would divulge who had knocked
the child up. They figured if the little girl didn't tell; and
nobody else even acted like they knew; there was nothing the
authorities could do; especially, if the parents acted properly
"shocked" at their little girl's pregnancy. There were enough
boys getting their little girlfriends pregnant, in this day and
age; and it wasn't all that unusual for a little girl to want to
protect her lover, by keeping silent. They figured that this was
safer than the "padding" trick; especially if more than one of
the little girl's showed up with a big belly at the same time.
Not finding Cindy; (She was out shopping with John, for
furniture.) Suzy decided to share the news anyway. It was too
exciting to keep to herself; and the Macons were the only people
she could talk to, except her own family. "June's pregnant," she
blurted. "We just found out this morning," she amplified, at
Arlene's raised eyebrow. "Damn. I wanted to be first."
"Me too," said Ginny. "Maybe we're trying too hard."
"You're both a little young yet to be having babies,"
commented Arlene. "Especially you, Ginny. It's kind of hard to
get pregnant when you aren't even having periods yet. Besides, a
baby can be a lot of trouble for a little girl as young as either
of you. When your body feels it is ready, you'll get pregnant.
Don't you worry. In fact, once your body decides it's ready, the
problem will be to not have *too many* babies."
Suzy looked at Ginny who looked back. The two girls were
rapidly becoming fast friends. Cindy was getting so wrapped up
in John, that Suzy hadn't been able to spend much time with her
cousin. They both realized that once Cindy settled in, and
started to live with the schoolteacher the two of them would have
more time to spend together; but it would never be quite the same
as when Cindy didn't have anyone but Suzy that she really wanted
to spend her time with. The two cousins would always be close;
but it would never be the same. Ginny, on the other hand, still
didn't have a boyfriend either. Also, the knowledge that both of
them were busy tying to get pregnant by their own fathers, gave
the two little girls a common bond. The almost 2-year difference
in their ages, seemed smaller every day.
Ginny answered for both of them. "We know that Momma. It's
just frustrating, to see someone else getting pregnant, when
you're trying so hard yourself. I hope Suzy and I get pregnant
at the same time. It will be murder on the one of us who has to
wait, and watch the other one carry her father's baby first;
knowing that we both started about the same time." The little
girl sighed, and continued, "That'll probably be me; since, as
you pointed out, I'm not even having monthlies yet."
Arlene smiled at the two cute little girls, and reassured
them. "Don't be too discouraged. There have been lots of little
girls who have gotten pregnant, some even younger than you Ginny.
There have even been some of them who never *did* have a period."
Shortly, the two little girls were discussing what it felt
like to have a baby, with Arlene. The discussion would have
continued well into the afternoon; but the chiming of the hall
clock got Arlene's attention. It was 1:30, and George had not
yet returned. "Holy smoke!" Arlene exclaimed. "I've got to pick
up Mike down at the school grounds; and George still has the
car!"
"What about the other one?" asked Suzy. "Can't you use
that?"
"It's still in the garage, getting fixed," said Arlene.
"Ginny. Tell your father I walked down to the school, to meet
mike. Somebody's got to be there when the bus arrives. If I jog
most of the way, I just might make it." Arlene grabbed her
purse, and headed for the door.
"Wait! Arlene," yelled Suzy, catching the woman in mid-
stride as she exited through the door. "Mom'll take you down
there." She caught up to Arlene, as they headed down the path
that passed by the Fisher household. "If not, then I can take my
bike; and get there, a lot easier."
Arlene slowed her trot to a fast walk. "Well, we'd still
better hurry," she said; still breathing fast.
10 minutes later, the three were headed down to the school,
in Mary's car. It had taken that long, to explain the urgency;
and for Mary to find her purse and key; and get the car out of
the garage. The trio arrived just in time to see the big yellow
bus pull in, in front of them. "Just made it!" said Arlene, with
a sigh of relief.
Shortly, they had gathered up Mike and his gear, and were
headed back to drop them off at the Macon household. On the way
back, Mike spent most of his time ogling his cute cousin's body.
After a week at camp, with nothing but boys, Mike was as horny as
an old goat. Most of the kids at camp didn't seem to appreciate
what nice things little girls really were. Missing out on the
almost nightly sex he had been getting, had been quite a strain
for the boy. Now, crowded into the back seat with his sexy
little cousin, who was only 6 months older than he was, and who
he knew was fucking her own father, was giving the boy a hard-on
that threatened to split his pants. The tiny little shorts and
sexy halter the little girl was wearing didn't help any either.
Suzy giggled. "Mike's got a hard-on," she announced.
"Well, Geeze!" Mike defended himself. "I haven't been laid
in a week, and I can't help it. Besides, that outfit would give
a brass monkey lover's nuts."
The other occupants of the car giggled at the boy's
response.
"Poor boy," said Arlene. "We'll have to see what we can do
when we get home. In the meantime, try not to offend your
cousin. You'd better keep your eyes and hands to yourself, until
we get home."
"That's all right, Aunt Arlene," said Suzy. "He can look at
me if he want's to. He can even feel me up, if that'll help."
Arlene and Mary looked at each other. "Kids these days,"
said Mary, with a smirk. Arlene grinned back.
"'You mean it?" asked Mike, hardly believing his luck.
Suzy nodded; and suddenly the little boy was all over her.
Mike ran his hands up and down the little girl's midriff;
enjoying the feel of the first female flesh he had touched in a
week. He then pulled the little girl closer; so that he could
wrap his arms around the child, and feel her back with his hands,
while the little girl's developing breasts poked him in the
chest.
Arlene watched the seduction going on in the back seat. It
was quite a sight, as the little boy felt up and down his little
cousin's body; trying to turn her on, as much as he was. He was
starting to succeed; but it began to look like he would be too
late anyway. The head of the boy's cock was sticking up out of
the top of his shorts, and threatened to deluge both kids with
his sticky sperm; as Suzy turned around and faced him so that the
head of the boy's prick was leaking pre-cum all over her sexy
little belly.
"Oh wow! It's almost as big as Daddy's!" said the little
girl. "Momma, can I try it?" she asked.
"I thought you wanted Daddy to. . .," reminded Mary.
"It's OK, Momma, my period's tomorrow. Please Momma?"
"I don't think Mike's going to be able to wait, Suzy,"
Arlene informed her niece; observing the obvious excitement of
her little boy. "You'd better. . . Oh Shit! Catch it! It'll
get all over the car."
Mary's suspicions were proved correct, more rapidly that
even she had expected. Mike began spouting white greasy ropes of
thick sticky cum all over his cousin's sexy little belly. "Oh
Shit!" he echoed Mary's words.
Suzy couldn't stand to see all that precious seed going to
waste. Hurriedly, the little girl bent over, and covered the
boys erupting penis with her mouth.
If it had been exciting feeling the little girl's bare skin
with his hands, the feel of the child's warm little mouth sucking
on the spasming head of his engorged cock almost blew the top of
Mikes head off. "Oh Suzy you don't have to. . .," he started,
then couldn't say anything; as the little girl swallowed even
more of his erupting penis. Mike just let himself go, squirting
rope after rope and glob after glob of thick sticky sperm into
his cute little cousin's eagerly sucking mouth. It felt so *good*
to finally lose the load, that he had been carrying around for
the last week.
Mary had pulled the car over to the side of the road.
Watching her little girl give her nephew one hell of a blow-job,
had threatened to cause the woman to lose control of the car.
Thankfully, there was very little traffic; and nobody seemed to
notice the action going on in the back seat of the sedan. The
two older women turned around in their seats, and watched Suzy
finish off her cousin.
Suzy loved it. Her cute cousin had a cock that was as big
around as her daddy's, though not as long. The little boy had a
supply of cum though, that put even her father to shame. Gulp
after gulp the little girl swallowed; enjoying the sticky-sweet
flavor of his cum. Still the boy kept spasming. Squirt after
squirt of thick white sperm was ejaculated in the little girl's
furiously sucking mouth; as Mike made up for a week of missed
sex, in one fantastic orgasm. Finally the boy's spasms slowed to
smaller squirts, and then dribbles, and at last just an ooze of
sperm, leaked out of the head of his wilting penis, and onto the
little girl's tongue.
Suzy licked the head of her cousin's wilting penis; enjoying
the taste of the last sticky drops that oozed from the head.
Then the little girl reached down; gathered up the stray blobs
that had splattered onto her belly; and sucked them off her
fingers also. "Good to the last drop," she commented; then had
to giggle.
"Sorry Suzy," Mike started to apologize, "I didn't mean
to. . ." His apology was cut short by Suzy's unexpected hug.
"That's OK Mike. I enjoyed it. Any time you need another
one, just let me know. Now kiss me." Suzy grabbed her cute
little cousin even harder.
Mike responded happily; and started to show his sexy little
cousin that he was no slouch in the kissing department either.
The two children ignored their respective parents; as Mike began
feeling the little girl up, underneath her halter; and Suzy began
fisting the little boy's reawakening penis, with her hot little
hands in his shorts.
Arlene turned to Mary, and commented. "We'd better get
these two horny brats home, before we have another accident."
Mary agreed, and re-started the car. It was somewhat
distracting, hearing the giggles and squeals coming from the back
seat; but somehow they made it to the Macon house; and managed to
persuade the two children to continue their activities in Mikes
room, where the whole neighborhood wouldn't be watching.
The two kids left a trail of discarded clothing on their way
to the little boy's room; where shortly there came the satisfied
cries of a little girl getting her tiny cunt stretched by a man-
sized cock. Before they left the little boy's room, Mike had
managed to deposit 3 more sticky loads of sperm in his little
cousin's belly, and one more in her mouth.
Mike had never thought of his little cousin as a possible
lover, or girlfriend, even though they were only 6 months apart
in age. Previously, he had thought of her as a hated "girl," and
then, he had subconsciously thought of her as being too young to
fuck; even though she was almost the same age as he was, and had
started fucking her own father, before he started having sex
himself. Suddenly, his viewpoint changed tremendously. Now, he
was beginning to wonder how he was going to get along, once his
cousin went home. Mike was starting to fall in love; though he
didn't realize it yet.
That night, both families had dinner at the Macon house.
Arlene had insisted that Mary stay over for dinner; and had
invited the rest of the Fishers as well. Arlene started to stir
up one of her famous feeds; and chased the rest of the family out
of "her" kitchen. Mary and June joined the rest of the family in
the main TV room (where Cindy's "seduction" had taken place).
There was some giggling, and lewd remarks when the TV was turned
on, and the TABOO-II tape suddenly resumed where it had left off.
"Oh, fuck me Daddy!" said the girl on the screen, as she
rose and fell on her "father's" big cock. Blushing, George shut
off the VCR, and turned on the news. "Sorry folks," he
apologized, "I Didn't mean to leave that in there."
"Oh I don't know," said June, "it looks kind of cute to me."
This brought on another round of giggles. "Maybe we can borrow
it sometime?" she added.
George blushed again; looked at the girl's parents; and
seeing their acceptance, nodded. He couldn't quite bring himself
to say the word, "Yes."
After listening to the local news, George invited everyone
to join the family in the hot-tub. The invitation was eagerly
accepted; and shortly the whole clan was snuggled tightly
together in the redwood tub, almost causing it to overflow. The
bubbling water relaxed everyone; and George used the occasion to
bring up the subject that was on everyone's minds.
"I hear that you're pregnant, June." The statement was
almost a question. At the girl's nod, he continued, "Are you
sorry?"
"Oh no, uncle George. I can't wait 'til my belly gets big,
and we can feel Jeremy's baby." The starry-eyed look on the
little girl's face made everyone realize just how much she did
like carrying her brother's baby.
"SLAM!" The kitchen screen door shut behind Cindy and John;
echoed shortly by a second quieter "slam!" as Billy and Marylin
followed.
"Now what's this I hear about my big cousin having a big
belly?" snoopily inquired Cindy.
"Yeah," interjected Marylin, "what's this about you being
knocked up?"
"'s true," said June. "Big brother here, doesn't shoot
blanks. I figure he knocked me up, the first time he squirted in
me."
Jeremy blushed, but didn't say anything.
"It's not fair, Daddy," said Suzy. "You were supposed to
knock me up first. I worked for it; she didn't," the little girl
pouted.
"Sorry Dear," Dan reassured his little girl. "I told you;
you'd probably have to wait until your body's ready."
"I don't want to wait," said the little girl. "I want you
to get me pregnant now!"
The rest of the people gathered round had to giggle at the
sincerity of the little girl's request.
"Not here!" objected Dan.
"Why not? Every one here knows; and I'm horny!" With this,
the little girl fisted her father's big cock, which had been
rising ever since the discussion about June's belly started, and
started to wiggle her wet little cunt down over it, in full view
of everybody. "Ooooh Daddy!" the little girl exclaimed. "That
feels good. Now knock me up Daddy, just like June is."
Dan was almost in a state of shock; but as he looked around,
and saw only sympathetic smiles, the feel of his little girl's
tiny little vagina squeezing his cock decided him. "OK Honey,"
he said. "If that's what you really want. Daddy's going to
knock you up higher than a kite." With this, Dan started sliding
his big 9-inch cock in and out of his little girl's belly; until
the child was gasping with approaching orgasm.
Ginny couldn't stand it. "Me too Daddy. Knock me up too!"
Shortly, the little girl was sliding up and down her father's
bloated prick, in time with Suzy.
Mike was surprised. He had thought his little sister was
still a virgin. Obviously, he was wrong; as he saw the little
girl take their father's big cock; stick it in the little hole
between her legs; and slide down it like a monkey on a pole;
until every last inch was buried in her squeezing little belly.
Up and down the little girl went; as she tried to coax her father
to squirt his baby-making seed inside her welcoming little belly.
Mike had expected Ginny to turn to him for sexual satisfaction;
but now, the two girls he cared most about in the world were busy
riding their respective father's cocks; while he looked on in
astonishment, and not just a little envy.
After a bit, the boy looked around and got another shock.
Everyone in the room was pairing off. June was sucking on her
big brother's cock. Billy and Marylin were fucking like rabbits,
over in the corner. John Stockdale was starting to fuck his big
sister...in the asshole?! Pretty soon, the only people in the
house without a sex-partner were Arlene (who was busy fixing
dinner, and didn't want to be disturbed) Mary, and of course,
Mike. Even after spending 5 loads in Suzy's belly, Mike started
to feel frustrated; watching everyone else getting sex, but him.
The little boy was about ready to cry, when Mary took pity on
him.
"Come here Mike." Mary's voice cut through his self-pity.
Mike looked up hopefully, at his aunt.
"I can't fuck you; but. . ." With this, the drop-dead
gorgeous woman closed her mouth over the little boy's man-sized
cock, and started to suck.
Mike had always been somewhat in awe of his beautiful aunt.
The woman was so sexy; and had a body that most models would have
killed for. He had always hoped that some day he would find a
girlfriend at least half as sexy and beautiful as his aunt Mary.
Now, to have the magnificent woman sucking on his cock, as if she
liked it, had the boy spouting sperm in the woman's face before
she barely got started.
Mike was devastated. In all his wet-dreams about this
moment, he had never figured on this. He spasmed the beautiful
woman's mouth full of another prolific load of semen, and then
his cock started to wilt. He was finished, before he had hardly
begun. Now Mike really *was* about to cry.
Mary realized what was going through the little boy's mind;
and taking big swallows of the little boy's prolific seed, she
continued her work on the boy's cock; trying to get him hard
again.
Now, Mike was astonished. Mary wasn't going to stop. The
beautiful woman was continuing to suck on his cock, until it
finally started rising again. This time, Mike wasn't so hard-up;
and the boy was able to settle down, and enjoy one of the best
blow-jobs he ever had. Mike decided that Suzy should start
taking lessons from her mother.
Shortly, the room was filled with moans and groans, as the
various couples reached their respective climaxes. Dan was first
to spout thick greasy sperm in his tiny little daughter's tightly
squeezing little belly. Suzy soon followed her father; milking
his thick cum up inside her flat little belly where it belonged.
Seeing her cousin taking her father's seed in her womb, put Ginny
over the edge; as she worked to make her father squirt baby-juice
in her little belly as well. George was unable to hang on, after
Ginny's tight little vagina went into spasms around his big cock.
The feeling of his little 9-year-old daughter's cunt milking on
his cock caused George to give his little girl what she wanted.
He ejaculated big heavy squirts of his potent seed right up
inside his little girl's welcoming vagina.
Billy and Marylin, along with John and Cindy, soon followed;
leaving Mike and Mary. Mary redoubled her efforts on the little
boy's cock; and soon Mike was squirting his thick seed in the
beautiful woman's mouth, for the second time in 15 minutes. No
sooner had his penis wilted in his aunt's mouth, than he was
reminded of his duties, by the woman's heavy panting as Mary
tried to bring herself off with her fingers.
"Here, let me help," said Mike; as he pulled his aunt's
fingers away from her clenching vagina; and replaced them with
his mouth. Mike tried to put everything he had ever learned, and
practiced with his little sister into eating his lovely aunt's
fur-ringed snatch. He had always wanted a close up view of his
aunt's cunt; and this was about as close as you could get. He
loved the creamy taste of his aunt Mary's cooze; and licked,
sucked, and wiggled his tongue inside her hole, until the woman
was about to climb the wall. Still, he couldn't seem to get her
off. Mike was starting to get worried; he didn't want to leave
the beautiful woman hanging; especially after the gorgeous blow-
job she had performed on him; but the little boy's tongue and
neck were starting to get tired.
Mike was rescued by his big cousin. "It's OK Mike," said
Jeremy. "I'll take over now."
Gratefully, Mike stepped back and watched; as his cousin
climbed between the woman's legs; and stuck his cock up inside
his mother's belly with a rush.
Mary began to climax, the moment she felt her son's big cock
enter her vagina. She had loved the feeling of Mike's wonderful
tongue-job; but what she needed right now, was a belly full of
cock. Not just any cock, but her own son's; as she was in the
midst of her fertile period; and was trying to get her little boy
to knock her up; so that she could emulate her mother, and carry
her own grandchild inside her womb.
Shortly, Jeremy was spouting baby-juice in his mother's
womb; as the woman begged her son to get her pregnant. "Do it,
Jeremy," she encouraged. "Knock me up. Let me feel you making a
baby in your mother's belly." It felt so right, to the woman, to
feel her own son's rich seed filling the very womb from which the
boy had come, not so many years before.
When Arlene came downstairs a few minutes later, to announce
that dinner was almost ready; and that everyone should wash up;
she found everyone lying around the tub, with white globs of
sperm leaking from every sexual orifice. Thick gobs of sperm
were welling out of each female vagina, and dripping off the end
of every male penis.
"Well!" she huffed. "It must have been some party! Why
wasn't I invited?"
"You were," pointed out her husband. "You were busy fixing
dinner; remember?"
"That's right, I was," agreed Arlene. "Which reminds me.
All you people have 5 minutes to get cleaned up for dinner," she
added as she started up the stairs.
"AND DON'T USE THE POOL!" she warned. "If you guys leave
all that sperm floating around in the pool, one of the neighbor
kids who come over here and use the pool, is likely to turn up
pregnant, and we won't know *who* to blame."
There was a mad scramble to use the two bathrooms. Everyone
made it to the dinner table, with 30-seconds to spare.
That night, Mike was surprised, when his little sister
kissed him, and explained that she was sleeping "with Daddy".
Ginny stopped long enough to explain to him that she loved him;
and would probably go back to sleeping with him later; but for
now, she wanted to sleep with her father. At least until she got
pregnant, she explained. Mike was in a blue funk. He had been
looking forward to sleeping with his little sister again, even if
he couldn't screw her. He figured it would probably be over a
year before Ginny got knocked up, if then. From a cornucopia of
sex, down to none was quite a letdown for the little boy.
Moodily, he went down to his brother Billy's room to see if
Marylin would help him out. Both Marylin, and Billy were gone.
"Probably they were both staying at her house," the little boy
figured.
Suddenly, his mood brightened. Mike remembered that he had
seen John Stockdale leaving the house earlier; and he didn't
think the man had returned. Maybe Cindy was available. At least
for tonight anyway. Mike padded down the hall to his big
sister's room to check.
The door wasn't locked. Mike figured this was a good sign.
Holding his breath, the little boy listened for a minute.
Nothing. Carefully, Mike stuck his head inside his big sister's
bedroom, and listened some more. There was only the slight
sighing sound of Cindy's breath. No sound of John Stockdale's
distinctively heavier breathing, and no snores.
"Cindy," whispered Mike. No answer. "Cindy," he repeated
louder.
"Unnh?" Cindy was only partly aware of her little brother.
"Can I come in?" Mike waited for his big sister's answer.
"Nhhg." Cindy's answer was indistinct; but Mike took it for
an affirmative. Stepping out of his shorts; the little boy
climbed in bed with his sister.
Instinctively, Cindy moved over to make room for her little
brother. The girl wasn't really awake, but was so used to having
her brother share her bedroom, that she made room for him out of
habit. Besides, it was comforting to have her little brother
snuggle up to her, when John wasn't there. Cindy was growing so
used to having a bed-partner, what with Mike sharing her room
when John couldn't, that she found it hard to sleep when she was
alone. Not being horny, after all the sex he had gotten earlier,
Mike didn't try to wake his big sister up, and get his usual
nightly "piece". Shortly, the two siblings were both sound
asleep; as Mike wrapped his arms around his big sister, and
snuggled closer.
About two hours later, Mike's cock began to grow, between
his sister's legs. The boy woke up from his wet-dream, where he
was fucking Ginny; as his little sister encouraged him to
impregnate her; and remembered where he was. Happily, knowing
from past experience that his big sister didn't mind, the little
boy swabbed his leaking prick over his sister's pussy lips, until
the little girl's hole was as slick as it could get; and slipped
his swollen cock up inside his sister's belly.
Momentarily, Cindy came awake; realized it was just her
little brother sneaking another "piece" during the night; and
slid back to sleep; somewhat enjoying the sensations as the
little boy's big cock stretched her little vagina before Mike
deposited a thick creamy load of sperm up inside her receptive
young belly. Soothed by the warmth of her little brother's
creamy seed soaking into her womb, Cindy slipped back into an
even deeper sleep.
Three more times during the night, Mike woke up with a hard-
on; and each time the little boy would slip his cock up inside
his big sister's receptive young vagina; and ejaculate a fresh
load of incestuous sperm high up in the little girl's belly, next
to her womb. Each time, Cindy would waken just enough to realize
that her brother was fucking her; and each time sleep would
overcome the little girl before she could more than barely start
to enjoy the sensations of her brother's big cock spouting his
potent seed up inside her tight little belly. After a while,
both children slept.
Cindy was the first one to awake. Dreamily, the little girl
turned over; and snuggled up to her little brother. "It's so
nice to wake up next to a man," thought Cindy, missing John, a
little. But Mike did help fill up the hole left by his absence.
Cindy giggled to herself, at her own pun. From the creamy feel
of the little boy's seed leaking out of her vagina, her horny
little brother had certainly "filled the hole" last night. Cindy
started to giggle again; when reality hit her like a bomb. "Her
horny little brother!!!" Cindy's mind screamed.
"AAAAAuuuuugggghhhh!!!!" Cindy's scream tore through the
house like the wail of a stepped on bagpipe. The little 11-year
old girl started beating on her brother's awakening back with her
fists; as she wailed and sobbed. "Horny little bastard!" she
yelled; pounding on his unresisting body. "Couldn't you ask?"
Sobbing, Cindy collapsed across her little brother's body,
weeping as if the world was coming to an end. Perhaps to Cindy,
it was.
Mike had been sleeping peacefully; enjoying the closeness of
his sexy sister's female body next to his. When the little girl
had snuggled up, he had instinctively snuggled closer himself.
Mike really loved his big sister; and hoped that he could show
her someday, just how much. His big sister's wail of distress,
had yanked the boy awake just in time to feel the girl pounding
on his back; yelling incoherently in his ear; and sobbing fit to
break a heart. Mike didn't even move to protect himself; feeling
his big sister's distress, almost as if it was his own. "Cindy,
What's wrong? What did I do?" The little boy was almost crying
himself, in sympathy with his sister's obvious distress.
By the time Mike had turned over, and managed to get ahold
of his big sister long enough to pose this question, the whole
family had arrived. The child's wail of distress would have torn
the heart of cold blooded fish, let alone anyone as close and
sympathetic as the members of her family. Hearing her cry, had
brought everyone in the house on the run to the little girl's
bedroom.
"What's the matter Cindy?" asked Arlene; putting everyone's
thought into words. "Tell us what's wrong."
"He. He. He." Cindy pointed an accusing finger at her
frightened little brother. She couldn't say it. "Oh God, I
think I'm pregnant!" she finally blurted. "And after all that
trouble too! Why'd it have to be my damn horny little brother.
Why couldn't it have been John, or at least Daddy?" Once she got
started, the little girl's words flowed like a river of
accusations over her little brother.
Mike started to cry. He loved his big sister so much; and
to have caused her so much distress was breaking the little boy's
heart. If there had been a coffin handy, Mike would gladly have
crawled into it; and nailed the lid shut from the inside. "I
didn't mean to," he sobbed. "I'm sorry Cindy. I thought it was
OK. You didn't tell me!" The little boy's voice climbed to a
wail that threatened to match the one his sister had given
before.
Arlene decided to stop things before they got worse. "Stop
it!" she said. "Both of you." Arlene's voice carried authority.
Both siblings stopped their crying, and said, almost in unison.
"But what? . . ."
Arlene hushed them both, and said, "What matters now, is
what we do, not what happened last night. George!"
Her husband jerked his attention from his distraught little
daughter, and focused it on his wife, who was now obviously in
charge. "Yes dear?" he replied.
"Get on top of your daughter, and fuck her!" commanded
Arlene.
George gaped at his wife. "Huh?" was his only response.
"I said FUCK YOUR DAUGHTER!" repeated Arlene. "Now hurry
up; while I call John, and Billy, and anyone else who can help."
George was still gaping at his wife. Arlene decided she
would have to take the time to explain, precious as time was at
the moment. "'you remember the article I told you about at the
'orgy,'" she asked.
George nodded.
"Well I found it. There was a study in Sweden; where 100
volunteer women tried to get pregnant. They were all women who's
husbands had been unable to produce enough sperm, or who had
other problems. All the women were tested, and appeared normally
fertile. They divided the women into three groups. The first
group only had sex with one partner. The second group had the
woman alternate with first one man, and then another. The third
group had as many multiple partners as the woman was willing to
have. Unlike their original expectations, having multiple
partners actually decreased a woman's chances of getting
pregnant. In the 12 months that the study ran, only 2 of the 32
women in the second group, and none of the women in the group
with multiple sex partners got pregnant. This, in contrast to
the first group, where 12 women got pregnant in the test period,
and 4 more within a couple of months afterward.
A later study, not so rigorous, seemed to indicate that the
more, and particularly different, sex partners a woman had within
3 days of the first one, the less likely she was to get pregnant.
Even in the first study, when they went back and checked, they
found that the two women who got pregnant in the paired group had
paired off with two partners who were very similar. One of the
women was fucking two brothers; and the other had two cousins,
who looked almost identical."
Arlene paused for breath. Even for her, that had been a
long spiel. "Now stop arguing. Get up there, and fuck Cindy.
She's already said she'd rather it was either John or you, who
she wanted to knock her up, if she had to be. Now get over
there; while I call John."
George stopped arguing with his wife. In all his years of
marriage to the woman, he had yet to really *win* an argument.
Still, he thought he'd better check. "Cindy, is this what *you*
want?" he asked.
At Cindy's tear stained nod, he climbed on the bed with the
little girl; as Mike hurriedly scrambled off.
Cindy spread her legs, and opened her arms to her father.
There was a short embarrassed silence. For the first time in his
oversexed career, George didn't have a hard-on, when he needed
one. The little girl's sudden giggle, at his discomfiture,
didn't help any. What little starch there was in his penis
vanished, as George's cock suddenly wilted.
Cindy giggled again. She knew what was bothering her
father. "Come here Daddy," she said; and rolling her father onto
his back; plopped his limp dick into her mouth; and started
sucking. After a few sucks, she stopped for a second, and said:
"Just think about getting me pregnant, Daddy." before continuing.
His little girl's lewd words, aroused George within a few
seconds, his cock was growing in his little girl's mouth, and was
actually threatening to squirt sperm there, instead of inside the
little girl's belly, where it belonged. George managed to
control himself; and shortly was on top of his little girl,
giving her the fucking she deserved.
Cindy fucked back at her father; urging him on with her lewd
entreaties to, "Cum in me Daddy. Knock me up. Squirt your baby-
juice in my belly, Daddy." All the while rubbing her lithe
little body against his, in a squirming motion that would have
aroused a eunuch, let alone a man as oversexed as her father.
Before he had barely gotten started, George was spasming his
little 11-year-old girl's belly full of incestuous seed; mixing
it with her little brother's in a white sticky mess that dribbled
down onto the sheets.
Her father's climax happened too suddenly for the little
girl. She had just been getting properly excited; when she felt
a stream of warm cum fill her belly, as George deposited his
sperm inside her vagina. Feeling the man's copious emissions
inside her receptive young belly, made Cindy feel all warm inside
with love for her father, but didn't help the girl reach her own
climax.
George rolled off his little daughter; gasping for breath;
while Cindy lay there frustrated.
Cindy's frustration didn't last long; as about a minute
later, Billy appeared in the doorway; stripping as he entered.
"What's this I hear about my little sister needing service?" he
inquired; as he proceeded to mount the child; and "service" her,
like a bull "services" a cow.
This time, Cindy did climax; as she felt her big brother go
into the throes of orgasm on top of her, the little girl suddenly
went into shock, as the biggest orgasm of her young life overtook
her. She had not expected to climax so hard; but knowing that
her whole family was working to help her, made her appreciate her
brother and father so much that she was just overwhelmed. "Unh.
UNGH!" The little girl gasped, before collapsing into the
sheets. The little girl felt satisfied, as never before, but
still ready to go on.
"More help is on the way, Cindy," announced Arlene, as she
breezed back into the room. "I've talked to John, and Dan."
They'll be over in a few minutes.
"Thanks Mom," said Cindy; touched by her mother's obvious
concern.
There was a short silence, broken by a short snuffle, as
Mike tried to wipe his nose. Cindy was suddenly aware of how bad
the little boy must feel; as she looked at him with unexpected
sympathy. "Come here Mike," she said.
"Huh?"
"You've got to help me too."
"But I thought you. . ." Mike was at a loss for words.
"Were mad at you?" Cindy finished for him. "I was; but it
wasn't your fault. You didn't know. Now come here, and fuck me
too. You are certainly different from Billy, or Daddy."
"But. But."
"Oh stop sputtering, and fuck me. OK?" Cindy was slightly
worried about her little brother; hoping that he wouldn't be
scarred mentally by her previous distress.
"Well OK, if you're sure." Mike tentatively started to
climb up on the bed.
"I'm sure." Cindy was emphatic.
Mike felt so relieved, that he started to cry again. Only
these were tears of joy. His big sister wasn't mad at him! "Oh
Cindy! I love you so much!" he began sobbing in his big sister's
hair; as he wrapped his arms around the girl; and hugged her with
all his might.
"I love you too Mike," Cindy comforted him; secretly
thrilled to know that it was true. "I wouldn't mind having your
baby; it's just that I promised John he would be first," she
explained to the little boy; knowing that this would make him
feel better.
His big sister "wouldn't mind" having his baby! The thought
burst into the little boys mind like a dam breaking. Suddenly
the child's penis was as hard as a steel bar. And his sister
wanted him to fuck her; and cum inside her; and in the middle of
her fertile period too! Mike was barely able to get his cock
inside the little girl's vagina; before he was spouting a fresh
helping of baby-juice in his sister's tight little belly. It was
only the fact that his big sister's hole had already been so
thoroughly lubricated by his, and his family's sperm, that
allowed him to enter the girl before he ejaculated his seed all
over the girl's flat little belly, instead of inside her where it
belonged. "God, I love you Cindy," he repeated; as he spasmed
the last of his seed into his big sister's welcoming vagina.
Cindy held her brother close; enjoying the feel of the
little boy's oversized cock spurting warm sticky seed in her
belly; as the boy tried to complete the job of knocking her up,
that he had started several hours before. Cindy decided that
maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all, if she did get pregnant by
the kid. "I love you too," she repeated also.
The quiet was broken by the "SLAM" of the kitchen door
echoing throughout the house; as Dan and Jeremy came into the
house; followed shortly by a worried John Stockdale. The three
men were intercepted by Arlene; who explained to them, her
diagnosis, and her prescription for the little girl. Cindy took
the opportunity to visit the bathroom and clean up, before facing
John.
When John Stockdale saw the worried look on his fiancee's
face, he knew immediately what was bothering the little girl.
Hurriedly, he reassured the child that he didn't blame her; and
told her that if she did get pregnant, they'd just have one more
baby to love. She could have his children later, if necessary.
"In the meantime," he asked, "hadn't we better get on with your
'treatment'?" This was said with such an endearing smile, that
Cindy just had to giggle.
"OK. 'Doctor' John," she snickered. "Are you going to give
me an injection?"
Shortly, the little girl was gasping with her second orgasm
of the morning; as the handsome man that she loved, gave her the
"injection" she craved. "Oh John. Why wasn't it you?" she
whispered in his ear; trying not to hurt her little brother's
feelings. She loved the man so much, and he obviously cared
about her in the same manner. It made the little girl feel so
good; as she felt herself filled with the man's warm sticky seed.
Another thought occurred to Cindy. "John, you've got to
help me make things right with Mike," she whispered. "He feels
so bad about this; and I think he's scared about making you mad.
He really likes you, you know."
John reassured Cindy that he'd fix things up with her little
brother.
After John finished, Cindy suddenly realized that there were
two more naked men in the bedroom. Her uncle and cousin were
standing there; waiting their turns. "Wow!" thought Cindy,
"when Mom decides to do something, she doesn't stop at half-
measures." Bravely, the little girl decided to continue the
"treatment," until her mother was satisfied. "Come here, Uncle
Dan," she said. "I've always wanted to try that monster out.
Especially, when I learned how much Suzy loves it."
Blushing at the reference to his daughter, Dan Fisher
approached his niece, and climbed on top of the little girl.
"I've been wondering about you too," he informed the child.
"Ever since you started to grow tits, I've wondered what you'd be
like in bed. I never had the nerve to say anything before."
"Well, now we both get to find out, don't we?" said Cindy.
"Come here, and fuck me, like you wanted too. And next time,
don't be so shy."
Soon, Cindy felt her belly filled with the biggest cock she
had ever seen, let alone felt. The man's enormous penis filled
her belly like nothing else had. She looked down and realized
that, full as she was, she still didn't have the whole thing
inside her vagina. "Unh!" she panted. "How does little Suzy get
that enormous thing up inside her? You're all the way up inside
me now; and there's still 3 inches left outside."
Dan told her that Suzy sometimes took his penis, all the way
up inside her womb. "Would you like me to try that?" he asked.
The thought was a little scary to Cindy. Still, if little
Suzy could do it. . . Cindy wasn't about to be outdone by her
cousin. "Do it," she panted. "Get it all inside me."
Cindy grit her teeth; as she felt the man's enormous prick
slowly stretching her cervix. After a moment of pain, when the
little girl felt as though she were being cored like an apple,
there was a sickening 'pop,' and she felt the head of her uncle's
penis slip into her uterus. The feeling of his sexy little
niece's cervix, squeezing on the head of his cock, soon had Dan
squirting the little girl's womb full of his incestuous sperm.
Feeling a man's cock inside her uterus, while he spasmed her
womb full of baby-making seed, made Cindy climax like never
before. Each potent squirt of her uncle's sperm inside her womb,
caused the little girl's body to jerk; as another spasm would
wrack her lovely young body. It was almost a relief, when her
uncle stopped pumping cum into her womb, and pulled out; to be
replaced by her sexy older cousin.
Jeremy turned out to be almost as good as his father. The
boy wasn't quite as long as his father; but he still managed to
get the tip of his penis lodged in the little girl's cervix;
before he began squirting his thick sticky seed inside his little
cousin's womb, to join his father's.
Expecting it to be all over now, Cindy was surprised, when
her mother motioned for George to start again. Before they
stopped for "brunch," the little girl had fucked every man in the
house two more times; and her two brother's three times.
Cindy had a pleasant ache between her legs; and still
dripped stray drops of cum, even after visiting the bathroom; as
she came into the kitchen for her share of the food. "I'm glad
that's over," she commented; as she grabbed the toast from the
toaster, and started to butter it.
Arlene just looked at her. Cindy caught her mother's
sympathetic look; and cried, "Oh no! You mean I've got to do it
some more?" At Arlene's nod, Cindy grabbed some more toast,
poured herself a cup of coffee, and said, "Well, then I'd better
stoke up, hadn't I?" By the time she left the table Cindy was
stuffed. "OK guys," she said wearily but yet lovingly, "let's go
get it on."
The next three hours were a sexual blur to the little girl.
She was never sure just how many times she came, or how many
times she got fucked. It was only when not one of the men in the
room could get it up again, that Arlene finally figured her
little girl had enough. Temporarily, Arlene seated Cindy in a
chair, where the exhausted child slumped with an obscene mix of
frothy sperm drooling out of her open little crack. The woman,
quickly remade her daughter's bed, then tucked the overfucked
little girl inside, and chased everyone else out of the room. In
less that a minute, Cindy was asleep, taking her first afternoon
nap in over a year.
George and Billy staggered off to their respective bedrooms;
and soon were napping also.
Dan joined his sister in the living room; where he found his
son, also sleeping on the couch. "I must say Sis, when you throw
a party, you *really* throw a *party*," he commented.
Arlene had been about to offer him some coffee; when she
noticed his eyes drooping also. "Why don't you join George and
me, in the bedroom," she invited. "You look like you're going to
fall over."
Dan looked down at his naked body, and then at his sister's
almost naked one. "Uh Arlene. . ." He pointed out their
nakedness with his eyes.
"Oh Piddle!" said Arlene. "I didn't say we were going to
fuck; though after watching your performance with my daughter,
I'm beginning to wonder what I might have been missing all these
years. Besides, you're in no condition for that anyway." She
pointed with her eyes at his too-obviously limp penis. "No, I
meant just to nap."
Too tired to argue, Dan was soon snuggled up with his sister
in the main bedroom; with his brother-in-law on the other side of
her. Soon everyone in the house was taking a well-deserved
afternoon nap.
That night, Cindy went to bed with both John and Mike; after
getting a "good-night" fuck each, from her father and big broth
er, Billy. Several times during the night, the little girl would
wake up to the sensations of being fucked; as first one, or the
other of her two men would get aroused; and work to fill the
little girl's belly with more fresh creamy seed. Sometimes Cindy
would arouse in time to join her partner in orgasm; and sometimes
she would only wake up enough to feel the final thrusts as either
Mike or John ejaculated his sticky cum inside her womb. In the
morning, both men combined, with Mike in her cunt, and John in
her ass, to give the little girl a final climax that left the
little girl so satiated, that she went back to sleep for another
two hours.
When Cindy finally awoke, it was after 10:00. The little
girl woke up to the familiar sensation, of a cock sliding in and
out of her vagina. It was a slow, leisurely fuck; with none of
the frantic copulation of the night before. Cindy could tell,
that there was only one other person in bed with her now.
"Mmmm," she said. "That feel's good. Thanks John."
"John and Mike are getting breakfast," said Billy in her
ear, as he continued screwing his little sister. "Will I do?"
Cindy was so shocked, she turned over so fast that she
pulled her big brother's cock out of her vagina. Then her heart
melted. Billy looked so worried, that he might be unwelcome; he
reminded her of a little puppy-dog that was scared its master was
angry at it for chewing up the slippers. The girl kissed her big
brother on the nose.
"Come here big brother," Cindy said; as she lay on her back,
and pulled her brother between her legs. "Let's do this
properly."
Shortly, the little girl was gasping with approaching
orgasm; as she wrapped her legs around her big brother; and
encouraged the boy to squirt his sperm inside her belly where it
belonged.
"I know you always wanted to," she breathed in his ear.
"Now do it. Squirt your seed in my womb; and try to knock me up.
Come on big brother; let's see if you can get your little sister
pregnant."
Billy had been contemplating a nice long leisurely fuck with
his little sister. Cindy's reaction put an end to that. Within
a minute of when he climbed on top of the little girl, the boy
was spouting great greasy gobs of baby-making sperm in his own
little sister's 11 year old belly.
"Gaaaahhh!" he groaned; as spasm after spasm shook him;
while his engorged penis spasmed his little sister's belly full
of his incestuous seed. "Sorry, little sister," he said. "I
wanted to make love; not just jack off in you."
"Don't be," reassured Cindy. "I loved it. Knowing that I
turn you on that much, is quite a thrill too, you know."
"Thanks anyway, little sister," said Billy. "Well, I'd
better get going." He waved away his sibling's objection and
explained. "Dad will be in her in a few minutes; and then Mom
want's you to come get some breakfast." With this, the boy
climbed off Cindy; gave her a return kiss on the nose; said,
"See you later, freckle-face," and left.
"I do NOT have freckles!" stormed Cindy. Her voice went
unheard; as Billy was already gone. "Well, maybe I have one or
two," she admitted to herself. She loved her brother too much to
really be mad at him; even if he did tease her sometimes.
"One or two what, Princess?" inquired her father; coming in
the door, just in time to hear the tail-end of her outburst.
"Lovers? Boyfriends?" he continued. "After last night, I'd
think you could count more than just 'one or two'. For instance,
did you count me?" With this, the man sent such a big grin at
his little girl, that Cindy couldn't help giggling herself.
"Oh Daddy!" she exclaimed. "It's not that, and you know it.
It's just that sometimes Billy. . ." She paused; and then went
on in a more serious note, "Besides, you know I'll *always* count
you." Then with another giggle, "Now come here, 'Doctor'
George,and give your little girl another injection of 'Mrs.
Arlene Macon's famous remedy for little girls with the prospect
of a protruding belly. Pat. Pending.'"
George's grin grew wider, if possible. His little girl was
in good spirits, at least. "Well," he seemed to consider the
notion. "Maybe I'd better wait a little bit," he said. "After
all, it looks like it wasn't that long ago, that you received
your last 'injection.'" With this, George pointed to his little
girl's crotch; where her brother's sperm was starting to ooze
slowly out; making an obscene little puddle between the lips of
the child's open little cunt.
Cindy grabbed a tissue; mopped up the mess between her legs;
and said, "There. Now let's stop being silly. Come here Daddy,
and fuck me."
In less that 3 minutes, Cindy was gasping her way to another
climax; as her father sent another generous helping of prolific
seed into his little girl's receptive young womb. "Oh Daddy,"
she gasped, "why wasn't it you? Fuck me daddy. Knock me up.
Squirt the stuff that makes babies in my belly, Daddy. Get me
pregnant with your cum. Fuck me. Fuck me! FUCK ME!" The
little girl went wild underneath her father, as she tried to milk
every last drop of the man's baby-making sperm up into her
tightly squeezing little belly.
George responded handsomely to the challenge. Gush after
gush of the man's prolific sperm forced its way through his
penis; into his little daughter's vagina; before being forcefully
injected into the 11 year old girl's receptive young womb.
Squirt after squirt of incestuous seed spasmed into the little
girl's belly; until Cindy thought it was going to be forced up
her little tummy, and out of her mouth. Her belly felt so
bloated; and she was so full of her father's precious sperm; that
she could almost taste it on her tongue.
"Oh Daddy!" said Cindy; as she milked her father's sperm
into her tight little belly. "That feels so good! I love you so
much Daddy. Cum in me Daddy. Squirt your nasty old sperm right
up inside your horny little daughter's belly. Cum in me Daddy.
Cum. Cum. Cum." The little girl's voice subsided to mumbles,as
she worked against her father; trying to squeeze every last drop
of his warm sticky cum into her tightly clasping little vagina.
Finally, George's mighty ejaculations slowed to spurts; and
then to just a trickle of sperm leaking into his little girl's
receptive belly. "Oh, thank you, Cindy," he breathed. "I love
you so much." George was almost overcome with the love he felt
for his little girl. To squirt his sperm inside his own daugh
ter's belly, while the child encouraged him to get her pregnant
was such a thrill. George knew he would never have been able to
know this kind of love for the child in any other way. He had
always thought he loved his little girl, as much as a father
could; but now he knew that his previous love for his daughter,
while large, was only the beginning of what was possible. He now
realized that even this was only the start. He wouldn't know the
full love that he now knew was possible, until he saw his little
girl's belly swelling with his baby growing inside. Since Cindy
had already promised him that thrill, George was almost melting
with love for his daughter; and wished he could make her realize
just how much she meant to him. "God, how I love you Cindy!" he
repeated.
Cindy had some idea of what her father meant; as she felt
somewhat the same way. The idea of carrying her own father's
baby in her belly, made the little girl wish she didn't have to
wait. Still, she loved John also; and one of them would have to
be second. Cindy realized that she would soon be spending most
of her life with John Macon, as his wife; so she felt her first
duty should be to him, and then to her father. This didn't mean
that she couldn't love her father though. "I love you too,
Daddy," she said; as she tried to show it, by using her tight
little vagina to milk the last sticky drops of her father's sperm
into her eager young belly.
George's penis was starting to respond to his little girl's
squeezing vagina, and was beginning to regain its wonted
firmness; when he remembered his duties. "Later, Cindy," he
said; as he regretfully pulled his swelling member out of the
child's tight little slit. "I promised your mother, that I'd see
that you got to breakfast after this."
In two minutes, Cindy was sitting at the breakfast table,
gulping down coffee, ham and eggs, hash browns, and pancakes; as
her mother fed her as if she were a lumberjack. Cindy almost
felt as if she had been working like a lumberjack, at that.
Oblivious to the rest of the world; the cute little girl sat
naked on the chair; her swollen little slit still drooling great
gobs of paternal sperm; and her breasts bobbing in time to her
bites and gulps. It was only when she finished her third cup of
coffee, and was starting to relax in the pleasure of being
comfortably full, that she realized what a spectacle she must
have made. Her whole family was watching her worriedly; (Well
hornily, on the parts of Mike, Billy, and Jeremy.) and she
suddenly realized that not only was her family there, and looking
at her, but all of her uncle's family, as well. Mary and Jeremy,
June and Suzy, were all watching her with interest; as she wiped
up the last of the egg with her toast and started to swallow.
Suddenly, her nakedness, her bare breasts, the puddle
forming on the chair between her legs, and the egg dripping down
her chin, made the little girl realize what a spectacle she must
present. "Oh Gawd!" she exclaimed, and blushed as red as a beet.
This drew even more attention. Cindy would probably have either
fainted at this point, or madly dashed to her room; hoping that
everyone would forget; but she forgot the food she was eating;
and choked on the final bite.
By the time she managed to get her breath back, and had
explained to everyone that she was OK, Cindy found herself in the
living-room, on the couch; talking as if this happened every day.
No one seemed to notice (or at least to mind) her state of
undress, or her obviously well-fucked condition. Cindy decided
to relax and enjoy her family's attention. After all, it was *her*
that they were worried about; and she appreciated their concern.
It was three days, before Arlene figured that it was safe
for Cindy to go back to her normal sex pattern. By that time
however, Cindy had almost gotten used to being constantly fucked;
and it was a little bit of a letdown to the little girl when
every male in the neighborhood (it seemed) stopped showing up in
her bedroom whenever they sprouted the least little hard-on. One
thing that started with her little 'accident' did continue. Even
after her mother said she no longer needed to; Cindy no longer
chased her little brother out of their bed when John stayed over.
John had almost completely moved into the garage apartment;
and was now sleeping almost every night with the little girl.
Since he didn't want the little boy to feel left out, with Ginny
busy fucking her father, and his other girlfriend Suzy doing
likewise, John had suggested to Cindy that they just let the
little boy continue sleeping with them. This turned out better
than you might expect; as Cindy's sexual appetite had only been
whetted by the boy's mistake; and now the little girl seemed to
be horny all the time. With Mike to take the edge off her
horniness, the little girl was able to enjoy more leisurely fucks
with her older lover; and this made her appreciate the man even
more.
Two or three times a night, Mike would spasm his big
sister's belly full of his seed. And at least twice a day, the
boy would frantically pump his thick sticky cum in the little
girl's womb. Cindy would usually catch his urgency; and managed
to climax almost every time her brother would start jerking on
top of her, as he filled his big sister's belly with his
incestuous sperm. After this, Cindy enjoyed the slow leisurely
fucks with John even more. The man would screw the little girl
for almost an hour sometimes; bringing her to orgasm after
orgasm, before his excitement would overcome him; and he would
ejaculate his thick creamy sperm inside the child's welcoming
belly. Cindy felt as if she were married to both of them; and
didn't know how she was going to give up either of them.
Still, it was obvious that one day Mike would be getting a
girlfriend of his own; no matter how much he enjoyed sleeping
with his sister; or how welcome the two of them made the little
boy in their bed. As the weeks passed, Mike was spending more
and more of his time with his cousin Suzy; and it became obvious,
that if the little girl wasn't already trying to get pregnant by
her own father, she would soon have been doing it with Mike. As
it was, whenever the little girl felt 'safe,' she and Mike would
spend almost the whole day in bed together. One glorious weekend
in August, the two cousins slept out together, and watched the
Persied meteor shower. Both kids had zipped their sleeping bags
together; and had climbed inside naked. That night, the two of
them decided they would probably get married, when they got
older. Suzy explained to Mike how she felt she just *had* to have
at least one baby by her beloved father; but after that, she
explained, she was all his if he wanted her. Mike told her how
he was sleeping with Cindy and John; and how he'd like to thank
them someday for helping him make it past this difficult period
in his life; when he was at the peak of his sexual drive, and yet
expected to act like a little boy who didn't know anything about
girls.
"I've got an Idea," said Suzy, in a brief lull in their
lovemaking. The little girl felt so full of the prolific sperm
that her cousin had been spasming into her tiny belly, that she
could almost taste it coming out of her mouth. The two children
were watching the sky; "oohing," each time they saw another white
streak cross the sky.
"Mmmm?" said Mike. His mouth was full of his cousin's
budding little tit; and he didn't want to stop his ministrations.
"You want to thank John, for sharing Cindy with you."
"Mnmmm Hmm," agreed Mike. His mouth now full of the little
girl's other tit.
"Why don't I fuck John. That way, you'd be sharing me with
him, like he shares Cindy with you." Suzy was getting turned on
again; both by her cousin's sucking, and by her idea.
"You just want to fuck your schoolteacher," accused Mike;
pausing in his licking, to tickle his cousin's clit with his
finger.
"So, what if I do? What do you think?" Suzy was getting
more and more aroused, and not just by her cousin's diddling.
"Sound's like a good idea to me!" assured Mike; as his
cousin's squirming got him so hot, he just had to climb on top of
the little girl and shove his oversized penis all the way up in
the child's belly. "When?" he gasped; as he suddenly lost
control and began spasming the 10 year old little girl's tight
young belly full of his dangerous baby-making cum. "Oh God!
Suzy. I wish I could knock you up! I love you so much!" Mike
was so overcome with love for his little cousin; he was starting
to cry.
"I love you too, Mike," reassured Suzy. "You can make a
baby in me; right after Daddy does. OK?" The little girl was
worried that her cousin might not be able to wait, and would go
after some other girl. Still, she *did* want to carry her father's
baby, and she *had* promised him first.
"OK Suzy," said Mike. "I'd wait forever for you if I have
to. Please hold me."
Suzy did more than just hold her cousin. Loving the boy;
and hearing his say that he was willing to wait for her; while
the child spasmed her belly full of his potent seed; caused the
little girl to climax with an intensity she couldn't believe.
The little girl grabbed her cousin in a grip that threatened to
break bones, as she exploded. "Wuh wuh Whoooo!" Suzy panted, as
she slowly came down from her high; her clasping little vagina
milking the last sticky drops of her cousin's incestuous sperm up
into her tight little belly where the little girl felt it
belonged. "How about tonight?" she finally panted.
"Huh?" Mike had lost track of the conversation. "Squirting
your seed inside your own 10 year old cousin's tight little
belly, had a way of doing that," the little boy reflected.
"I said, 'Why not tonight?'" the little girl repeated.
"You're available tonight. I'm available, and not fertile
tonight. John's home now; and Cindy's there to help you out;
while I take care of John. What do you think?"
Mike picked up the thread of the conversation. His cousin's
logic made sense. "And we can come back out here, when we're
done," he agreed.
"If we feel like it," said Suzy.
"If," agreed Mike.
With this, the two children gathered their clothes together;
and carrying them, dashed naked into the house; where they almost
bowled over one of the two objects of their previous discussion.
"What's this all about?" inquired Cindy; as she grabbed her
little brother in self defense; to keep from being knocked flat
by the boy's mad rush inside the door. The "slam" of the screen
door behind Suzy added emphasis to her question. Shortly, the
three children were discussing Suzy's proposition.
"Well," commented Cindy, "it's a little sooner than I
planned; but why not? John's got a king-sized bed down there,
why don't we all go down and use it?" Cindy didn't explain her
comment about being 'sooner.' She just led the way to her
bedroom, and through the closet. Cindy figured she could still
go on with her plans; this would just be a little appetizer.
John had been lying in bed, waiting for Cindy; expecting her
to be alone. He had expected to have the little girl to himself
tonight; as Mike supposed was spending his time with Suzy
tonight. When he heard Cindy bumping her way through the closet,
he prepared himself for a nice long night of showing the little
girl just how much he loved her. It was somewhat of a
disappointment to the man, when Cindy arrived, and the bumping
continued. "Oh Well," sighed John to himself. He couldn't bring
himself to be mad at the little boy; who so obviously looked up
to him, and was so grateful to him, for sharing Cindy. It was
somewhat of a shock though; when after Mike arrived, the bumping
in the closet continued, to announce the arrival of Suzy.
"Hi Mr. Stockdale," said Suzy. "Remember me?" Standing
there naked, beside the schoolteacher's bed, the little 10 year
old girl looked like the epitome of a dirty old man's wet dream.
"How could I forget, after that episode with your panties."
John's cock exploded into an enormous erection at the thought.
He didn't want to admit it; but the little girl had been giving
him wet dreams ever since that last day of school.
Cindy decided to do the explaining; as both of the younger
children suddenly lapsed into embarrassed silence. "John," she
said.
"Mmm?" said John, unable to decide which of the two little
girls were the sexier. Cindy was more voluptuous, with lovely
hips, and beautiful developing breasts; but Suzy's little buds,
and lightly padded thighs, along with a tiny pouting little slit,
seemed to exude a childlike enthusiasm and eagerness, that almost
had the man coming without even touching the child. John
wondered how he was going to keep from raping the little girl if
she stayed in the room dressed (or undressed, as the case may be)
like that.
"John!" Cindy was determined to get his full attention.
She knew what was going through the man's mind, almost as though
she could read it. "Stop ogling Suzy's body, and listen!" She
almost stamped her foot, in annoyance.
"Yes Dear." John forced his eyes away from the little girl;
and looked at his beautiful fiancee. This was definitely not an
onerous chore either. Looking at Cindy's body could take up
hours of his time.
"John. Please?" said Cindy in a pleading tone. Hearing the
man call her "Dear" always made her melt.
At this, John finally realized that "something" was up; and
he'd better pay attention to his prospective wife, and not just
to her lovely young body. "Yes Dear," he repeated, more firmly
this time. This time, he looked the little girl in the eyes;
carefully keeping his own eyes away from the distracting bodies
of the two little girls, farther down. He almost made the
mistake of looking too closely, and losing himself in the beauty
of the little girl's eyes; when he caught himself; unfocused his
eyes; and forced himself to pay attention.
"John, Mike and Suzy and I, want to give you a present,"
said Cindy.
"Huh?" said John, now puzzled. Having been contemplating a
quiet (or not so quiet) night of lovemaking with his beautiful
young fiancee; he wasn't expecting "presents". "What is it?" he
inquired; not out of curiosity, but more out of a sense of duty,
as the three children seemed to expect it of him.
"It's me," said Suzy, suddenly breaking her silence. At
John's quizzical look, she continued.
"Cindy and Mike both love you, and want to thank you for
what you've done for them. They thought you might like to fuck
me; after that episode when I got my report-card. I love you
too; and I've wanted to fuck you, ever since I first came into
your class; but I never had the nerve to suggest it. Cindy
thinks that offering you some 'on the side,' will make up for her
fucking her daddy and Mike. She's afraid you might feel
cheated."
Suzy raised her hand to forestall the teacher's objection.
"I know," she said. "You don't feel cheated. The point is, *she*
feels that you might be getting cheated. So, this is her
present. Mike, feels that he's doing all the taking, when you
let him share Cindy; so he thought that if he shared me, since
I'm *his* girlfriend; it might even things up a little. So, this
is his present. Me, I love you anyway; so this is *my* present. I
hope you want me."
"Oh my God," said John; almost overcome with emotion. "Are
you sure?" he asked each one of them. The man looked at each of
the children in turn. First Cindy, who beamed one of her famous
fill-the-room-with-sunshine smiles; then at Mike, who gulped and
hurriedly nodded an emphatic yes; and finally at Suzy. "What
about your father?" he inquired; knowing what the little girl had
been up to, from Cindy.
"It's OK, Mr. Stockdale." Started Suzy.
"John. Please," said John, smiling.
"It's OK, John," repeated Suzy; secretly thrilled.
"Tomorrow's my period. That's why Mike and I were making out
tonight. When we thought of this; I told him that if we were
going to do it, tonight would be the perfect time."
"Then it was Mike's Idea?" asked John.
"Oh no! Mr. St. . . John," stuttered Suzy. "Mike just
wanted to thank you. I suggested this way." The little girl
suddenly lowered her eyes. "That is, unless you don't want me,"
she almost whispered; a tear coming to her eye, at just the
thought.
"Oh no, my Dear!" The man hurried to put a stop to the
girl's fears. "I want you very much. It's just that this is
unusual, to say the least. First of all, you're very young. I
could get into a lot of trouble if anyone knew I even touched
you."
"I know, I know." He raised a hand to forestall their
objections. "None of you will tell anybody; and I'm already
doing more than just 'touching' Cindy here." At this point,
Cindy beamed another soul-warming smile at him. "I just want to
be sure that you are *all* absolutely sure you want me to do this."
With this, the man looked sternly at each of them. This time,
each of them looked him square in the eye, and nodded. "Well, if
that's the case," he finished with a sudden grin; that had them
all feeling like they had just won a gold medal. "C'mere Suzy.
Let's fuck."
Suzy gasped at his suddenly raunchy attitude; then squealed
with glee. "You mean it?" she said; jumping on top of the man,
where she could feel his cock sticking up against her wet little
cunt through the blankets.
"Uh huh!" he replied; now ignoring the two interested
onlookers. "Here, let's get this out of the way." With this,
the man moved the little girl off his body far enough so that he
could remove the blanket and sheet that kept them apart.
Suzy immediately climbed back on top. This time, the little
girl's wet little cunt was rubbing on the underside of John's
penis, as she started rocking her hips back and forth. "Oh
John," she breathed. "We should have done this that day, back in
your office."
John agreed. "I should have fucked both of you, that day,"
he said. "I've been kicking myself ever since; for missing the
chance. Cindy here, made sure I didn't lose out completely; but
I never really expected to have you climb in bed with me."
"Well, I did," panted Suzy; as her rocking got more frantic.
"Now fuck me, before we lose the chance again. Please?"
"Here. Lift up," instructed John; as he fisted his cock,
and held the tip up against the little girl's hole. "Now push."
"Whooo." There was a sudden expulsion of breath; as the
man's cock suddenly vanished up inside the little girl's tiny
slit. Nobody in the room remembered holding their breath; but
they all let it out together. Suzy felt suddenly crammed; as she
felt her former teacher's cock slide up inside her belly, and her
puffy slit came to rest against the man's pubic hair. The thrill
was too intense for the little 10 year old girl. "Oh fuck fuck
*fuck* FUCK *FUCK*!" she babbled; as she slid mindlessly up and down
on the immense cock that filled her belly so satisfyingly.
Before she had barely started, she was writhing as climax after
climax shook her tiny little body.
The little girl's first climax caught John by surprise. He
hadn't expected the child to cum so quickly. However, he managed
to hold on; as the little girl relaxed, and then started to
climax again. On Suzy's third climax, the squeezing of the
little girl's vagina around his engorged cock finally got the
better of the man. He had wanted to fuck the little girl for a
nice long time. After all, he had been dreaming of this moment
for months. However the sight and feel of the little girl, as
she went into spasms around his swollen cock, was too much. John
finally had to cum himself.
"Oh Shit!" he exclaimed; as bolt after bolt of his rich seed
squirted out of the end of his engorged penis, and into the
welcoming belly of the 10 year old child. Knowing she wasn't on
the pill, and even though it was close to her period, there was a
slight chance that he could get the little girl pregnant, was an
additional thrill to the man. "Oh Suzy," he exclaimed, "I'm
squirting the stuff that makes babies inside you. I'm going to
make a baby in that cute little belly of yours. C'mon Suzy, let
me knock you up." With this, John let the last thick sticky
globs of sperm flow into the child's tight little belly.
Feeling her former teacher squirting his fertile seed into
her squeezing belly, caused Suzy's climax to intensify. When she
heard his sexy words, saying he wanted to knock her up, Suzy
almost blacked out with the intensity of her orgasm. "Do it
John," she said. "Knock me up. Make my belly get big with your
baby." Suzy was enjoying the fantasy almost as much as John did.
Finally, the two lovers slowed their climaxes to the point
that Suzy's tight little vagina was only gently squeezing on the
big cock that leaked little dribbles of sticky cum into the
little girl's belly. They both looked over at the two children
who had been watching so intently at the start.
Mike had bent his sister over; and the two siblings were
fucking with well-practiced fervor. Soon, after watching John
spasming his little cousin's belly full of sperm, Mike was
delivering a fresh helping of his own sperm in his big sister's
belly.
"Oh Cindy," he said; unconsciously repeating John's words,
"let me knock you up." Spasm after spasm shook the little boy;
as squirt after thick greasy squirt of incestuous sperm shot out
of the head of his penis, and into his own sister's welcoming
young vagina. Squirt after squirt, the boy emptied his balls in
his sister's belly; as the little girl encouraged him to, "Do it,
Mike. Make a baby in my belly. Knock me up." All the while
squeezing the boy's prick like a runaway milking machine, with
her tight little cunt.
After a while, the boy's mighty ejaculations finally
slowed; and he lay there with his cock still dripping his potent
seed in his sister's belly, up near her womb.
Both men looked at each other, and smiled. Each realized
that they had the greatest two little girls in the world; and
both of them were willing to fuck either or both of them. They
realized that this was a bond that would last the rest of their
lives; and they owed it to the generosity of the two little
girls. Neither man wanted to pull out of their partner; so both
men lay there, enjoying the gentle squeezing of their partner's
vagina on their respective cocks; until unexpectedly, everyone
fell asleep.
Twice during the night, Mike's cock rose; and without
waking, the little boy ejaculated a fresh helping of potent sperm
into his big sister's receptive belly. Once during the night,
John woke up, feeling Suzy's tight little vagina massaging his
cock, and wasn't able to help himself. Sliding his big cock in
and out of the child's little hole; he worked himself up, until
he spouted his baby-making sperm in the little girl's tight
little belly. Trying to impregnate the sleeping child was such a
thrill. Knowing she wouldn't object, just added to the thrill.
Afterwards, both men slid back to sleep; their cock's still stuck
up in the little girls' tight little bellies.
CHAPTER 13
John's Birthday Surprise
It was towards the end of August, that the secrecy started.
About a week after Suzy's birthday (August 10th), Cindy got all
the women in the three households together; and she and Marylin
swore the whole group to secrecy, as they made plans for the big
surprise. All that any of the men could figure out, was that it
had something to do with John's birthday, or possibly Billy and
Marylin's upcoming wedding. About a week before Labor-Day,
Cindy, Ginny, Marylin, Arlene, and Mary all stopped having normal
"cock in cunt" sex. They didn't stop giving (or receiving) blow-
jobs, or anal-sex; but for a week before the holiday, the only
women getting normal sex, were June (who was already pregnant),
and Suzy (who didn't want to miss her fertile-period, and a
possible chance to get knocked-up by her father). Even Geraldine
abstained; though even her husband never noticed.
Three days before the holiday, the women cut the men off
altogether. They not only refused to have sex, but each one of
the girls (or women) insisted that their partners refrain even
from jacking off. As Cindy told Mike: "It's only for 3 days,
until Saturday. Believe me, if you cheat, and jack off, you'll
be sorry." Similar warnings were delivered to each of the male
members of all three families. Even Marylin's Uncle-Joe, who had
stopped into town for the week, and a visit with his favorite
horny little niece. This raised the speculation to new heights;
as the men made guesses and bets on what the women were up to.
The commonest theory (first proposed by Mike) was that there was
going to be a big orgy on Saturday, in which everybody fucked
everybody. George pointed out the hole in this idea; saying, "If
that's the case, then why abstain first? The only reason for
that, that I can think of; is if they were planning on getting
fucked, and wanted to know who knocked them up." This just added
fuel to the speculation; as everyone then wondered who would be
fucking whom; and if they were just going to be fucking their
normal partners, then why the big lead up? It was a frantic
three days; as everyone had been getting used to being fucked at
least once a day, and some of them had been getting more (Much
more, on the part of George and Mike.) Still, all the men
managed to hold on until Saturday morning arrived. What internal
torture George and Mike wet through, having to refrain from even
having wet-dreams, they never told. The women kept silent about
their frustrations also. The figured (rightly) that if they told
any of the men just how frustrated they were; that person would
decide that it was his duty to help that woman out; and the whole
abstinence session would fall apart.
Saturday morning, everyone showed up at the Macon household;
as Arlene put on one of her famous breakfast feeds. The only one
who didn't show up, was John Stockdale who was still sleeping.
Cindy had very carefully, set the alarm late; and had told the
man to "Go back to sleep, it's not time yet," when she disturbed
him getting out of bed. John had promptly turned over and went
back to snoring. This was one time, when Cindy didn't nudge him
to stop his snores.
Arlene refused to answer any questions, until everyone had
eaten enough to "Kill a pig," as Jeremy put it. When the dishes
were finally put away, Arlene motioned to Cindy to "spill the
beans."
"I guess you all are wondering what this is about," started
Cindy. There was a quiet "Damn right." That was quickly hushed.
"Well," she continued, "this is intended to be the biggest
birthday celebration ever. As most of you know, yesterday was
Marylin's birthday. We didn't have a party then; because we
planned this to start today."
"Start?" Mike was quickly quieted.
"Yes start. Sunday is John's birthday; and with what we
planned, it's going to be a joint celebration. Now I know that
each of you men," Here Cindy's illuminating smile washed over
the room. "want to know just why you had to give up sex; and
what it is exactly, that we've got planned."
"Damn right!" came the comment.
"Well, I'm afraid you'll just have to wait just a little bit
longer. Marylin insisted on telling each of you personally; and
I'm not going to spoil it for her. Of course, Billy already
knows."
"Just where is Marylin," growled 'Uncle-Joe'.
"She's over at the Fisher house, waiting. First-come first-
served." At this, Cindy stopped speaking.
There was a moment's silence, as it took that long for the
little girl's remarks to sink in; then:
"Holy Smoke!" muttered Jeremy; and bolted out the door.
The "SLAM" of the screen door, caught the rest of the male
members looking at each other. Suddenly, there was a mad
scramble for the door. Cindy watched out the window, as the male
members of the family raced each other in a mad rush over to the
Fisher house. When they vanished around the bend, she figured
that Jeremy probably would get there first, but not far behind
was Marylin's 'Uncle-Joe' leading the pack with great strides
that left the rest farther and farther behind. Next, came George
Macon, Dan, and the whole bunch. Trailing at the rear, was Mike.
Billy slowed up to go with his little brother.
Arlene grinned at her remaining offspring, and the rest of
the women. "Well," she said, "being the head wife of this
harem. . ."
"Second-wife," corrected Cindy.
"Being the *second* wife of this harem; may I suggest that we
all get started, before the 'Master' wakes up?"
With giggles, the women all went downstairs; and changed
into their costumes. Arlene had managed to rent 10 harem
costumes for the weekend. There was a lot more giggling; as they
sorted out which costume fitted which woman (or girl); until,
looking like a scene from the Arabian Nights, they all trooped
through Cindy's closet barefoot; carrying John's breakfast on a
tray.
Somehow, they all managed to sneak into the bedroom; where
they arranged themselves on the floor, in variously seductive
poses.
"Master," said Cindy; giving John a gentle shake.
"Huh? Whu?" mumbled John, as he slowly came out of his
dream. "Whazzat Cindy?"
"Master," repeated Cindy; hamming it up for all she was
worth. "Your humble wife begs that you accept this poor offering
from your wives, and hopes that you find it acceptable." With
this, Cindy placed the bed-tray on John's lap; as he struggled
upright.
"Sure, Cindy," said John, placatingly; as he tried to figure
out what was going on. He picked up the cup of coffee, and was
just starting to swallow; when he realized that they were not
alone.
"Whaaaa. . . Pheeww!" John spewed coffee halfway across the
bed. The next 3 minutes, he was coughing and sputtering; before
he finally managed to get the question out. "What's going on
Cindy? Who are all these women?" In the darkened bedroom, John
could only make out an occasion thigh or beautiful breast. Most
of the women's faces were covered by veils.
"Why Master, these are your wives," said Cindy. "They had
hoped that you might be up to servicing them today. However, if
you are displeased, I will send them back to the harem." With
this, Cindy clapped her hands twice; and all the women got up,
and began filing out the door, into the living-room.
"Wait," said John. "My 'wives', you say? And I'm supposed
to 'service' them?"
"Why yes, Master," said Cindy; stopping the exodus from the
room with a wave of her hand. "We are all waiting for your
'services'. Perhaps you would like to start with a full-bodied
member of your harem." With this, she waved one of the more
endowed women closer.
Peering closely, John could just make out the features of a
woman he didn't recognize, but whom he knew he had met before, at
least several years ago. He wondered how he could have forgotten
someone with that figure though. The woman's breasts were huge;
her waist was tiny; and her hips were generous. "A body just
made for making babies," thought John.
Cindy didn't allow him to examine the woman's features very
long, before she waved her away. "Or maybe you'd rather have
something young, to get you in the mood," she continued; waving
another member to step closer.
John was shocked. This woman was just a child! A little
girl. He could barely make out little buds of tits on the girl's
chest; and there was not even a slight darkening of the lacy see-
through panties where you would expect to see pubic hair.
"Or perhaps. . .," started Cindy; waving this little girl
back with the other women.
"How about you?" interrupted John. "Aren't you available
also?"
"Oh Master!" breathed Cindy. "You mean you'd be willing to
let me serve your pleasure? Oh yes, Master! Please tell me how
to serve you!" With this, the little girl got down on her knees
and bowed to John. Little shivers shook the child. (Actually,
Cindy was giggling; but she hoped it looked like passion.)
"Oh, stop it Cindy; and come here and fuck me," ordered
John.
"Yes Master. Whatever you wish." Cindy peeled off her
harem-pants; and climbed on top of her lover. Shortly, the two
of them were rapidly approaching orgasm; while the other female
members watched enviously. "John," said Cindy.
"Uh, Yes, Uh Cindy?" John knew he wouldn't be able to hold
out much longer. After 3 days without sex, he was on a short
fuse; no matter how much he wanted to hold off, and give the
little girl a good ride.
"I'm fertile," said Cindy, keeping it short. "I'm not on
the pill; I'm just starting the middle of my period; and I
haven't fucked for a week. I'm probably 'fertile as a turtle,
Myrtle,' so you can get me pregnant now; if you want to."
Cindy was barely halfway through her explanation, when her
words reached John's brain, and suddenly made sense. The little
girl could get pregnant. Not only that, but she obviously *wanted*
him to knock her up. She was not only fertile, but had worked to
ensure that she probably would get pregnant if he came inside
her. Suddenly, the reason she had him abstain from sex, made
sense also. What better way to ensure that you got pregnant,
than to have a full load of the man's sperm.
"Oh Cindy!" exclaimed John. "Cindy. I love you so much."
With this, John let himself go; and sent the load of sperm that
he had been saving for the past week, up inside the little girl's
fertile young belly.
"I love you too John," said Cindy; as she tried to milk each
sticky glob of her lover's sperm up inside her tight little
belly. "Now cum in me, and knock me up," she continued. "I want
to feel you making a baby inside me, before we're done."
John tried. He sent bolt after bolt of his rich creamy
sperm up inside the nubile young girl's eagerly accepting womb.
Finally, his mighty blasts slowed to squirts; and at last, just a
trickle of cum leaked from the head of his penis, into the
beautiful girl's welcoming young belly.
"Whew!" gasped John, as he came down from his high. "Was
that it, Cindy?" he asked. "Was that the surprise you worked on
for the last week? If so, BOY, was it worth it."
"Oh no!" said Cindy; waving him to silence. "That was just
the beginning! After all," she said; pointing to the other
residents of the room, "you've still got your 'other' wives to
service."
"Oh my God!" said John, as the little girl's words sunk in;
and he finally realized just what she had set him up to do.
Over at the Fisher house, Marylin was having the time of her
life as well. She explained to the group of men, just what she
expected of them. "Next month," she said, "Billy and I are
getting married. Before I get married, I wanted to personally
thank each of you, for your help over the past several years. I
almost wish that I could marry each and every one of you. You've
all been so nice to me. Not one of you has taken advantage of me
(that is, unless I made it plain, that was what I wanted). As I
said, I *wish* I could marry each and every one of you; and have
your babies. Since I can't, I picked Billy to be my husband. I
still want to do something to make each of you realize how I
feel, and with Billy's permission, I worked out this method."
"What's that?" came a voice from the rear, that sounded like
Mike.
"Well," continued Marylin, "I can't have a baby by each of
you. That would take too much time, and maybe not even be
possible. However, I *can* give each of you a *chance* to be the
first one to get me pregnant. What I am going to do, is let each
and every one of you try to get me pregnant. I've been off the
pill now for a month."
There was a murmur of interest at this.
"It's been a week and a half since my period; and according
to my thermometer, I should be ovulating either today or
tomorrow."
More murmurs of interest.
"So," finished up Marylin, "I'm at the height of my fertile
period. Each of you has been refraining from sex for the past
few days; so your sperm counts should be high. When, or if, I
get pregnant in the next few days, each one of you will know
there is at least a *chance* that the baby is yours. Billy has
generously volunteered to abstain this time. If any of you
*doesn't* wish to be the father of my baby, simply let me know; and
I'll take care of you in a manner that won't compromise you.
Just remember, you've each got at least a one in six chance of
being the one who knocks me up. Now. Uncle Joe, I believe you
were first."
Joe Marshal (Geraldine Summers' brother) picked up his niece
bodily, and headed for the main bedroom. "I'll let you guy's
have her back in half an hour," he said; as he kicked the door
shut with his foot.
"Five-bucks says she'll have you drained in 15 minutes,"
hollered Dan, at the closing door.
"Ha!" responded George, as there was none from the bedroom.
"I've got five-bucks that says he doesn't last 10. Remember
boys; this is *Marylin*."
Shortly, all the men had made bets; with half of them
betting Joe would last at least 10 minutes; and the other half
betting he wouldn't.
Inside the bedroom, Marylin was starting to undress, when
her uncle stopped her. "Let me," he requested. "I've always
wanted to undress you, ever since that night you crept into my
bed and threatened to scream, if I didn't teach you about sex.
Even back then I wanted to undress you, and then fuck you, and
knock you up."
"Why didn't you, Uncle Joe?" inquired Marylin. "You know I
wouldn't have stopped you. Heck, I probably would have enjoyed
carrying your baby."
Joe sighed for lost opportunities, and replied. "Your
mother would have killed me, if she knew her own brother had
gotten her little girl pregnant. By the time she realized what a
horny little bitch you were, you were already on the pill.
Besides, you were much too young, back then. Now however, is a
different story. This time I'm going to do it. I'm going to
fuck you; and fill your belly so full of my sperm, that them
other guys will be only fighting the back-pressure. By the time
I'm finished in here, you'll be knocked-up; and them other
fella's won't stand a chance; so you might as well send them
home."
Marylin snickered at his fake drawl. By the time he
finished his spiel, the man had also finished undressing the
nubile young woman. Joe had visions of fucking the girl for at
least an hour; but once he felt the touch of her naked skin
against his, as Marylin snuggled up against him, his horniness,
and lack of sex did him in.
"Oh Shit!" said Marylin, and Joe together; as the man began
squirting his sperm uselessly on the girl's leg. Hurriedly, the
man corrected his aim; and the second squirt washed against
Marylin's now open little cunt; as both people struggled to get
the big cock inside the girl before it was all over.
"Ooohh!" moaned Joe; as the head of his cock vanished inside
the girl's tight slit; and a third sticky squirt went up inside.
By the fourth squirt, Joe had bottomed out; and this one went
splashing up against the girl's cervix, where it belonged. Two
more squirts, and Joe was finished.
"Damn!" he muttered. "I wanted to do it right. Not like
some punk kid on his first date! Sorry Marylin. I just couldn't
stop."
"That's OK, Uncle Joe," said Marylin. "I like being able to
turn you on that much. Now you'd better let the next one in."
Still mumbling to himself about his performance, Joe opened
the door.
"Three minutes!" shouted Billy. "Who had the 3? I had the
four, and the six." The men had arranged a pool; betting on how
long "Uncle Joe" would take.
"Me!" yelled Mike. "And I win the 10-minute bet too.
Thanks, suckers," he finished, as he collected his money.
"Who's next?" said Joe; then fell silent as he realized the
door was already swinging shut behind him. George had been
second to reach the house; but both he and Dan thought that
Marylin's father should have the second chance instead. Also,
since both Mike and Jeremy looked like they were about to jump
out of their skins with suppressed horniness, the two men had
agreed to let the little boys go first.
"What about you Billy?" asked George.
"I'm OK," said Billy. "June gave me a piece last night.
Since she's already pregnant, we didn't have to worry about that.
Then Marylin gave me a hand-job this morning. Besides," he added
a little ruefully, "I can always fuck Mrs. Thumb, and her four
lovely daughters."
Inside the bedroom, Jim Summers approached his daughter.
"Are you sure you want this?" he asked. "I can always fake it;
and you don't have to fuck me. After all, a girl isn't really
supposed to have sex with her own father."
"Oh Daddy! Stop that nonsense, and come here and fuck me.
I've always wanted to fuck you. I've just been scared of what
mother would do or say, if I did."
"Probably would have killed me," muttered Jim; as he lay on
his back, and motioned to his little girl to get on top.
"That's what I thought; until I learned about Suzy and
Ginny. Boy did that blow my mind! Their mothers knew about
them; so I finally got up the courage to ask Mom. Boy was I
scared. I was afraid she'd shoot me, or disown me, or
something."
"You mean your mother knows?" Jim gasped.
"Uh huh; and you want to know what she said?" asked Marylin;
as she positioned herself over her father's erect penis.
Jim could only nod.
"Well, Mom said that she wondered when I'd get around to
you. I asked her if she didn't mind. She replied, by asking me
if I would stop if she did. Well, I told her that I thought so;
but wasn't sure. Mom told me to go ahead; and that if I had any
trouble with you, just to mention 'pussywillow,' and you'd
understand."
"Oh SHIT! She said that? Quick! Come here, Honey before
I. . ." Jim grabbed his daughter; pushed his suddenly
overstimulated cock up inside the girl; and before Marylin
realized what was happening, she felt suddenly full of her
father's prick; as the suddenly engorged member began to spit
thick sticky curds of incestuous sperm inside her tight little
belly. "Oh Baby!" groaned Jim; as he spasmed his little girl's
belly full of his semen; as he had been dreaming about doing
since the little girl was a baby. "Daddy's coming inside his
little girl," he moaned in his daughter's ear. "Daddy's going to
make a baby, in his own little baby girl. Feel it Marylin? Feel
your daddy's baby-juice squirting in your belly? Daddy's making
a baby in your belly, Honey."
Finally, the man's mighty ejaculations slowed; and he lay
panting in his little girl's ear. "Sorry Honey," he panted.
"It's just that 'pussywillow' was your mother and I's private
little sex-fantasy. "We used to pretend that she was my
daughter, and I was getting her pregnant. This started before
you were born. We were going to name you 'Willow,' and I was
going to get in your 'Pussy.'"
"Why didn't you Daddy? Just think; we could have had three
or four kids together by now."
"When we became parents for real, we were scared we might
molest you. That's why we named you Marylin, after the least
sexy aunt you have. We were afraid of what might happen, if we
named you 'Willow'. Then, once you did start fucking, you seemed
to want everybody in the neighborhood but me."
"God Daddy, I thought you didn't want me; and were annoyed
at my wanting so much sex! If I'd only known; I'd probably have
crawled in bed with you and Mom when I was five! Probably had
two or three kids by now too. When I think of all those lost
opportunities. . . Shit!" The teenager's voice trailed off.
"Well, at least you're trying now. Maybe after Billy and I have
a kid or four, we could try together? Just the two of us?"
Jim's cock was already starting to get hard again inside his
little girl; but he knew better than to cheat. "Maybe," he said,
as he kissed his little girl like he had always wanted to. Marylin
responded with a wholeheartedness, that almost had him spouting a
second helping of baby-making sperm in his little girl's tight
little belly. "I'd better go, before I get out of turn," he said
regretfully; as he pulled his now fully erect cock out of his
child's tightly squeezing little slit. As Marylin's cunt snapped
closed behind the exit of her father's penis, a white glob of
sticky semen was squeezed out also. Jim smiled at the beautiful
picture his little girl made, of a freshly fucked young woman;
the white smear at the entrance to her tight little slit, just
emphasizing her sexiness. "Next!" he announced; as he opened the
door.
"Five minutes," chortled Billy. "And look, he's still got a
hard-on! Here," he said; as he handed Jim a tissue. "Better
wipe that thing off." The warning was necessary; as Jim's cock
was still leaking a little white seep that threatened to drip on
the carpet. "I got number 5," he continued his former
conversation. "Pay up, you guys."
Mike had already vanished inside the bedroom, by the time
Billy finished collecting. The little boy was so horny, he
barely managed to get inside the room, and climb on top of
Marylin, before he was spouting a three-day load of sperm in the
teenager's tight little cunt. Mike always had a lot of sperm to
squirt in a girl's belly; but this time, he outdid himself.
Marylin couldn't believe how much cum the little boy had to pump
into her vagina. Spasm after spasm shook the little boy; as he
proceeded to pump what seemed like quarts of baby-juice inside
the girl's welcoming belly. Before he was finished, squirts were
starting to pump out the sides of the girl's vagina; and when
Mike finally stopped cumming, Marylin felt as if she was going to
bust from the internal pressure of the little boy's sperm in her
belly. This time, not even Marylin's musculature control could
hold all that sperm inside her. This was somewhat of a
disappointment to the teenaged girl; as she had hoped that she
could carry all of the men's sperm in her belly at once; at least
for the first time. She hadn't realized just how prolific the
little boy would be, after three days without sex.
"Two minutes! A new record," announced Billy; as Mike
exited to be followed by Jeremy. Jeremy just managed to beat his
cousin's time by one minute. He was in and out in three.
Finally, the two adults were next in line. Dan went first.
After observing the quick entrance and exit of those
preceding him, Dan managed to hang onto his excitement; and give
the beautiful young girl some of the loving attention she
deserved; before he got so excited he just had to get his prick
inside the teenager, before his sperm started decorating the
outside, instead of the inside of her tight little belly, where
it belonged.
"Ten minutes!" shouted Billy; who had now appointed himself
as official timekeeper. "Now there's a MAN!"
Dan smiled at George, as he came out; daring him to do
better. As George started to close the door, he heard Jeremy
say: "I bet he doesn't last much longer than Mike did."
"No bets," responded Billy. "We've all heard just how horny
George is. After three days without sex, I'll bet he doesn't
even get it inside Marylin, before he cums all over her belly."
This brought on a somewhat guilty silence on the parts of
Joe, and Jim. Mike however, stood up for his father.
"Oh yeah!" he said. "I'll bet he lasts longer than any of
you!"
"Longer than my dad?" sneered Jeremy. "You're dreaming
fella; but you're on, if you want to make that bet."
George smiled to himself, as he finished closing the door.
It was true, he was oversexed; but years of being oversexed, had
taught him a thing or two.
"Hi Marylin," he said quietly. "It's kind of hard, isn't
it; to have all these sexy guys popping their rocks, before you
barely get warmed up?"
Marylin grinned back at him. George reminded her a lot of
Billy; and sometimes she envied Arlene. "A little," she
responded. "But I don't mind. It's kind of fun to know that you
can get that many guys so excited."
"Well," said George, "let's see if we can do a little
better. Come here, and kiss me. Just don't touch my cock; or I
might get carried away also."
Shortly, Marylin was kissing her boyfriend's father, as she
really liked to be kissed. George didn't just open his mouth,
and stick his tongue down her throat; he started with little
pecks and nibbles that started on her cheeks, down her neck, and
up to a light, almost brotherly kiss on the lips. The man then
proceeded to work his way down to the teenager's ear; where he
quietly nibbled for a while; before returning to her face where
he kissed her forehead, nose, and then on each eyelid. By the
time he had worked his way down to the top lip of the teenaged
girl, his own urgency had sublimated itself; as he worked to
excite this amazing young girl.
Marylin was really starting to get excited now. She vowed
that before they got married, Billy was going to have to get some
lessons in lovemaking from his father. Until now, she hadn't
realized just how much she had been missing. In the meantime,
she had become so engrossed in what George was doing to her face,
that she hadn't realized that his hands were busy also; until a
gasp was wrung from her; as one of his thumbs teased her right
nipple into an aroused spike. Vaguely, she remembered the man's
hands stroking her sides before; but she hadn't noticed.
All of a sudden, Marylin's whole body seemed to center in
her overly sensitive breasts. Ever since her breasts had gotten
big, they had been the most sensitive part of her anatomy; even
more than her itchy little cunt, which was always in need of
attention. It had been one of the most enjoyable features of
growing up; to discover that boys were as attracted to, and liked
to play with, her breasts; almost as much as she liked having
them played with.
Occasionally, someone would manage to excite both her
breasts and horny little cunt, like John Stockdale had. On those
days, Marylin felt like she could fuck forever. Marylin knew
now, that any previous orgasm she had would seem like small
potatoes to what was coming. George already had her panting for
breath; and he hadn't even touched her hot little cunt yet.
Marylin felt the heat in her body swell up in her enormous
titties, and pour into her belly; as if she had swallowed a too-
hot cup of coffee.
Noticing her reaction; George proceeded with his next step.
Teasingly, he ran the tips of his fingers around the girl's
quivering belly; as his mouth descended to lick gently on one of
her extended nipples.
"Unh. Uuuhnnh. UUuuunnnhh!" panted Marylin. She was going
to cum; and he hadn't even fully kissed her yet!
Hearing the little girl's panting increase; George decided
that now was the time. First, he transferred his mouth to the
other nipple; and licked at it, until the child was panting
constantly. Then, at the height of her excitement, he suddenly
sucked the girl's enormous breast into his mouth, and nipped on
it gently with his teeth. Suck, nip, suck, nip. Just like a
little baby nursing on its mother; George tried to duplicate the
feel he had gotten when Arlene had made him try to nurse Ginny,
when she was a baby.
"Aaauuuuugghh!" This was too much for Marylin. The hot
spot in her belly felt like someone had poured molten lead there.
The heat spread up to her breasts; pulsed in time to the man's
sucking; and spread down to the pit between her legs. The fire
then spread out to her arms and legs, and up her neck, where it
hit her brain like an exploding bomb. Marylin folded up, as if
she had been kicked in the belly.
Pushed out of the way, by the teenager's legs; George calmly
picked the woman-child up; and cuddled her while she flopped like
a beached fish. Finally, her spastic motions slowed; and Marylin
looked gratefully at the man who had serviced her so well.
"Oh thank you!" she gasped; as she tried to catch her
breath. "Now let's take care of you. Hmmm?"
Smiling, George shook his head; and bent down to start
nursing on the other of the girl's enormous boobs, that hadn't
had it's fair share of attentions yet. His free hand was now
busy stroking the girl's body; running up and down her thighs;
occasionally slipping between them, to tease the girl by running
his fingers alongside her drooling little cunt.
"More?" asked Marylin, unbelievingly.
"More!" assured George; pausing in his ministrations to the
girl's breasts for a minute, to resume kissing the girl's face.
This time, Marylin didn't let his mouth go past hers. She opened
her mouth, and proceeded to try to show the man just how good she
could be at kissing. The smell and feel of the man's body
against hers were arousing her again. She involuntarily gasped,
and when one of his fingers hit an especially sensitive spot, she
almost swallowed his tongue. This time, Marylin was too
sensitive for a mouth on her tits. She began rubbing her big
boobs against George's hairy chest; enjoying the raspy feel of
his hair against her sensitive nipples.
George was stroking the girl; tickling her tummy; and
running the back of his hand against the teenager's fuzzy mound;
until Marylin was going out of her mind each time his fingers
approached, and didn't touch her clit, or go inside.
"GaaaH!" she gasped; as overcome with frustration, she
grabbed the man's hand and forced it up against her swollen
little clit; which seemed to her to be the size of a man's penis;
as she worked to get her second climax.
Getting the message; George took three fingers of his right
hand, pinched the teenybopper's swollen little clit with them,
like a man picking up a pea, and proceeded to pull on the girl's
clit like it was a miniature cock, that he was jacking off.
"Ah, Ahhh! Aaaugghh!" Marylin squawked; as she folded up,
in her second orgasm of the morning. Somehow, George managed to
keep his fingers moving around the child's clit; as he coaxed her
through her climax. The fire in Marylin's belly now seemed to
flow from her arms and legs like sparks; as she jerked over and
over again.
"Oh thank you," she gasped for the second time. "Nobody's
ever done that for me. Fuck me now, Please?"
Smiling, George shook his head. "One more," he said.
"One more?!" echoed Marylin dumbly. How could she?
Her unasked question was answered; when George lowered his
head, and started licking the lips of the girl's labia.
"Oh George," panted the girl. "You don't have to do that.
I'm all messy down there. At least let me wipe it up!"
Unconsciously, the child was pushing her lover's head farther
into her creaming little slit; as her actions belied her words.
George didn't mind lapping the cum out of the girl's slit.
"Especially, as there would be less to compete with his," he
thought. He also knew that Marylin didn't really want him to
quit; as her hands kept forcing his head closer, in direct
opposition to her words. George started by licking the little
girl's outer lips; then around her thighs; then a quick jab in
her tight little slit; then he'd lick her labia again. Around
and around, until the girl was almost dying of frustration.
"Lick me, Dammit!" she cried. "Lick my clit. Lick it
hard!"
George figured it was time. He ran his tongue up the girl's
clit in one long rasping liiiiccckk, that seemed to start at the
girl's feet, and end up in her hair; even though he only moved
his head about an inch. Marylin jerked, as though she had been
stabbed. "Gaahhh!" she gasped. Encouraged, George wrapped his
mouth around the girl's clitty; and sucked on it like it was
another tit. Gently, he teased the swollen bud with his teeth.
That was the last straw for Marylin. The girl began to jerk and
flop, like a stranded fish; as her orgasm swept through her. The
man kept on licking and sucking the little girl's clit; until her
spasms slowed, and she looked up at him with adoring eyes.
"Now?" Marylin pleaded, in a little-girl voice.
"Now," reassured George; as he mounted the little girl with
the overdeveloped mammarys. He pushed his cock up against the
girl's hole, now loose, and relaxed, from her repeated orgasms;
and slid it home in the child's belly. While he had been working
on getting the girl to climax, he had been able to ignore his own
overstimulated organ. Feeling the girl's cunt sliding over his
cock, reminded the man about how horny he was, He knew he
wouldn't be able to last long, before he spouted great gobs of
thick sticky baby-juice in the child's belly. Still, he had
managed to get the girl off three times; so he knew she wouldn't
feel cheated.
Far from feeling cheated, Marylin was about to climax again.
The feel of the man's cock sliding in and out of her
overstimulated little slit, soon had her gasping again, as she
approached another orgasm. Loving the man for all that he had
done for her, and enjoying the feel of his hairy chest rubbing
against her sensitive tits, pushed her over the edge. Marylin
wrapped her arms and legs around the older man, and began jacking
herself off on his cock. "Gaahh!" she gasped. "Cum in me. Cum
in me. Cum. Cum. Cum. Knock me up you bastard. Damn it!
Knock me up." Marylin's cunt, which had been slightly slack,
suddenly regained its wonted tightness; and squeezed her
partner's cock; milking it, until George couldn't hold back; and
he began spouting thick greasy gobs of baby-juice inside the
girl's belly. If Mike had seemed to squirt quarts of sperm into
her tight little belly, George seemed to squirt gallons! Marylin
couldn't believe that any man had that much semen. Gout after
great big greasy gout of potent seed flowed into the child's
belly; until some was forced into her womb by the pressure; and
still the man kept spasming more cum into her welcoming belly.
Each big gout of sperm, jerking into her belly caused Marylin to
climax again. Over and over, the girl climaxed, until she
couldn't muster the energy. Still, George had a few more potent
squirts to deliver inside the teenager's tight little belly;
before he also, reached his limit.
"Oh my gosh!" said Marylin, as the man slowly pulled his
prick from her overfilled belly. Even Dan, with his oversized
prick, hadn't satisfied her so well. "Would you believe that?"
she said, "I'm sloshing!" Well, not quite "sloshing," but she
could actually feel the man's sperm move inside her belly, as she
rolled over. She was so full of the man's seed; she wasn't able
to hold it all inside her vagina, as she usually did. Even with
her strong vaginal muscles, drip after drip of the man's seed
slowly welled up out of her hole, and built up in a puddle on her
slit.
Marylin was too exhausted to get up. After who knows how
many climaxes, the girl was all fucked out. At least for the
moment. She lay back on the bed and relaxed; ignoring the puddle
of cum that welled out of her tight little hole, and slowly
dripped onto the bed. George managed to get up enough energy to
stagger to the door and open it.
"Thirty-five minutes," said Billy in awe. Everyone looked
into the bedroom and saw Marylin lying there exhausted; with a
great greasy puddle of cum pooling between her legs, unnoticed by
the girl. A matching gob of sticky cum dripped obscenely off the
tip of George's penis.
"That was just one time?" inquired Jeremy, unbelievingly.
"Just one," responded George.
Marylin nodded her confirmation.
"WOW!" shrieked Billy. Soon the whole room was applauding.
"OK, youse guys," said Mike. "Pay up!"
George's eyes bugged, as he saw the payoff that the little
boy raked in. There must have been over a hundred and fifty
dollars there. Still, no one seemed to begrudge the child his
winnings. In fact, they seemed to feel that the boy deserved
some of the approbation that was being heaped on George, for his
record-setting stint in the bedroom.
Marylin staggered from the bedroom, to see what the hoorah
was about; then decided to sit there, where she could join in the
conversation. It was an hour later, when Marylin decided she was
ready to go again; but Jeremy squelched that, with the perennial
teenaged boy question, "When's lunch?"
They all looked at the clock, and were shocked. It was
already 11:30.
"Arlene said lunch would be at 12:00; and we're not to show
our heads there, a minute before, or a minute afterwards," said
Marylin. "So, everybody get dressed."
By 11:55, everyone was sauntering back on the path to the
Macon house; dawdling until exactly noon.
"I wonder how John's been making out?" said Dan. "Marylin
never did tell us just what was going on over there."
"She never had time to," pointed out George.
"True," agreed Dan.
At this time, everyone reached the Macon kitchen door; just
in time to hear the hall clock start to chime noon.
Over at the Macon house, John had been making out just fine.
After fucking Cindy, he asked her who "his other wives" were.
The unknown woman turned out to be Geraldine Summers, Marylin's
mother. The "little girl" turned out to be Ginny.
"You don't mean I'm expected to fuck her?" John couldn't
keep the astonishment out of his voice. "What if she gets
pregnant?"
At Cindy's nod, John looked over at Arlene. Surely, *she*
didn't expect him to fuck her little girl. Arlene gravely nodded
also; then smiled and said, "After all, she's been fucking her
own father; and both brothers. If Ginny want's to have your
baby, who am I to say no. Especially, since I might be carrying
your baby myself."
"Uh John?" interrupted Cindy.
"Yes Cindy?"
"That's another thing. All of us are fertile. That is,
None of us are on the pill. Me, Mom, and Geraldine are in the
middle of our fertile periods. Suzy just had her period, but
could still theoretically get pregnant. Mary's period is due
next week; so the same thing applies. Ginny isn't having periods
yet; so we don't know about her; but she's due any time now.
June is the only one you couldn't get pregnant; as she already
is. So, the question is, 'How lucky do you feel?' If you're
REAL lucky, you could have all 6 of us pregnant by the time
school starts."
"But. But. But." John was flabbergasted. "But why?" he
finally managed to choke out. "And why me? I mean, I'm honored,
and thrilled that you'd all choose me; but this all seems too
good to be true."
"John," said Cindy with one of her room-brightening smiles,
"do you remember, when I said I'd like to have Daddy's baby?"
"Uh huh. I said you could, after I'd made a couple in you."
"Well," continued Cindy, "I wanted to make sure that you
didn't lose out, by your generosity. If you weren't going to be
able to have babies by me, I wanted you to at least have a chance
to make up for it. Thus, I worked out this. Secondly, you may
not know it, but you are considered the handsomest, sexiest man
in town. Half the female population in town, would like you to
put your shoes under their bed. I hated to feel that I was
stealing you out from under all my relatives. Every one of us
here, including June, and Ginny, would be happy if you knocked us
up. When I suggested this idea; at first I thought maybe Mom, or
one of the other women might be willing; but when the other girls
heard about it, they all insisted on being counted in. I was
surprised to find out that every one of my female relatives
actually wanted to have a chance to carry your baby. Once I did,
the rest of the plan just fell into place."
"You mean, you all really want me to try to get each of you
pregnant?" John couldn't keep the astonishment out of his voice.
There was a mass-nod, from all the women. Still, John felt
he had to ask them individually.
"Geraldine?"
A solemn nod.
"Arlene?"
"I've been trying now for two weeks; this is a fine time to
ask," replied Arlene, with a grin. It was unusual for Arlene to
remains silent, for so long a period of time.
"June?"
"Next time, maybe? My belly's busy at the moment." This
brought on a chuckle from the whole group.
"Mary?"
A Nod, accompanied by a smile that almost outshone Cindy's.
"Suzy?"
A breathless, "Oh Yes!" followed by an embarrassed silence.
"I already know about you Cindy."
Cindy grinned.
"Ginny. Are you sure?" John searched the little girl's
face for any sign of hesitancy.
"Please, Mr. Stockdale," Ginny squeaked in a little-girl
voice. "I really do. Please don't send me away." Ginny looked
almost frightened at the prospect.
"Call me John, please," sighed John. "At least, until you
join my class."
"You mean you will?" The little girl's voice rose higher
and higher, as her excitement got the better of her. "You'll
fuck me; and get me pregnant; and everything? Oh Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you."
"Well, I don't know about the 'Getting you pregnant,' part,"
replied John. "But yes, I'll fuck you, and I won't pull out.
You're a little young yet, to be having a baby; but I always
figured that if a girl is old enough to have a baby, she's old
enough to have a baby." The inescapable logic of the teacher's
pronouncement, brought giggles from the assemblage of women.
"Now," concluded John, "who's first. . . I mean second.
Cindy was already first."
There was a pause, as the women looked at each other; broken
by a high-pitched, "Me. Please?" from Ginny, that brought
giggles from the rest of the women. "I mean," continued Ginny,
"you've already fucked almost everybody else, at least once.
I've never done it with you; and I've always wanted to. At
least, ever since you came over that first time to meet Cindy."
The little girl's voice sounded wistful.
"Well," said Geraldine, "I've never fucked him either; but
if Ginny wants to go first, I won't object. How about you?" She
looked around at the other women. There was a general nodding of
heads, and a, "Fine with me," from Suzy.
"OK," said John. "I guess you're it. Now how do you want
it? Slow and easy, or fast and hard? Or do you want the whole
works; where I work you up 'til you're screaming, and then slip
it to you when you can't stand it any more?"
"Oooohhh! That sounds dreamy Mr. St. . . John. But I'm
already so horny from watching you and Cindy, that I'm about to
scream."
"Fine," said John. "How about we knock off a quick one now;
and next time we do it up right."
"You mean we can do it again?" The joy in the little girl's
question, made the whole room seem brighter.
"Yes Honey," John reassured the child, "we'll do it a lot.
From what Cindy has indicated, we've got a whole weekend ahead of
us; and your turn will come up several times."
"Can I do it afterwards too?" asked Ginny wistfully. "At
least until I get pregnant?"
"You'll have to ask Cindy," said John. "Now you'd better
get over here; before someone else takes your place in line."
Hurriedly, the little girl stripped, until she just had on a
garter-belt, and nylons; as she looked hopefully at her big
sister. When Cindy nodded, The child squealed with glee. "Thank
you Cindy!" she said. "Now fuck me, and get me pregnant. Cindy
said it's OK."
The whole room watched with interest, as the little girl
climbed on top of the big man; and tried to squeeze his big cock
into her tiny little hole. John's cock wasn't as big as Dan
Fisher's; or even as big around as Ginny's brother Mike's; but it
was still a strain for the little girl. There was a breathless
pause; then the head of the man's cock vanished up inside the
little girl's tight little slit.
"Gaaaahh!" squawked Ginny. She had barely gotten the head
of the schoolteacher penis firmly planted inside her belly, when
the excitement of the morning overtook her. Seeing John
impregnate her big sister, had been so exciting; that Ginny had
been close to coming before she even got fucked. Now, feeling
the handsome man's cock stretching her tight little vagina, while
her family (including most especially her own mother) watched her
trying to get pregnant by her big sister's boyfriend, was too
much. The little girl's vagina went into violent spasms; as she
tried to milk the schoolteacher's potent seed into her needing
young womb.
The little girl's urgency was catching. Feeling the little
girl's vagina rhythmically squeezing his cock while the child
went into spasms, caused John to climax also. He had been
planning to give the little girl the fucking she deserved; but
her sudden orgasm caught him by surprise. Before he could stop
himself, the man was spouting great gobs of baby-making sperm
right up inside the little girl's belly. John had only gotten
about half of his cock inside the little girl; when her orgasm
caught him up, and took him along. Hurriedly, wanting to be
bottomed out in the little girl; John slid his big cock back to
the entrance to the child's vagina; and then slid it home with a
rush.
"Aaaaacckk!" squawked Ginny again. The schoolteacher's cum
had lubricated the little girl's vagina; and the man's cock slid
all the way up in the child's belly; and popped through the gates
to the little girl's uterus. Feeling the man's penis; as it
entered her womb, stretching her cervix, was quite a shock to the
little girl. Then, suddenly, the 9 year old girl no longer felt
the pain; as the man began spewing his potent seed right into her
womb. Each potent squirt of the man's sperm inside her womb,
caused the little girl to climax with a force she had never
expected to feel. Knowing that she could get pregnant, just
added to the thrill. "Do it," she mumbled. "Get me pregnant.
Knock me up. Make a baby in me. Gaahhck!" The excitement got
to be too much for the little girl. As she felt her head was
going to explode, the little girl fainted dead away; while John's
big cock sent spasm after spasm of thick sticky cum into her
welcoming young womb.
When the little girl went suddenly limp on him, and the
mighty squeezes of her tiny vagina slowed to gentler pulses, at
first John was worried. But the child's gentle breathing, as she
slowly relaxed, told him the true story. John held his cock up
inside the little girl's womb; carefully not removing it; as the
last of his sperm squirted into the child's welcoming belly.
Shortly, Ginny revived. "Thank you John," she breathed; as
she used her vagina to milk the last of the man's sticky cum into
her eager young womb.
"No, Ginny. Thank you!" replied John, as the last sticky
curd of his sperm was squeezed out of his cock, and exited into
the little girl's uterus. "Thank you Ginny," he repeated. There
was something thrilling about fucking a little girl. Especially
one as young as Ginny. John wondered for a minute, if the little
girl could really get pregnant; then shrugged it off. If she
did, she did. She certainly seemed to want it.
As Ginny pulled off the man's penis, a flood of sticky white
stuff coated it. John's cock didn't get a chance to wilt. Ginny
had barely gotten off, when another body climbed on. "I want
this stuff inside me," informed Geraldine; as she stuffed the
man's sperm-covered penis up inside her fur-covered slit, and
began trying to strip the remaining seed out of his semi-erect
cock with her vaginal muscles, before it collapsed.
The feel of the mature woman's vagina milking his cock,
while her large breasts rubbed against his chest was such a
change from the little girl, that before he realized it, John's
penis had returned to its former hardness; and he was fucking
back with a fervor that surprised both of them.
Geraldine had just hated to see the man's sperm "go to
waste," as it were; and had only expected to get the remains of
the seed that he squirted in the little girl. She had expected
his cock to go limp, after the ball-busting climax that the 9
year old girl had wrung from the man; so it was a very pleasant
surprise, when John's cock expanded in her belly; and she
realized she was not only going to get the remains of the sperm
he shot into the little girl, but was going to get a fresh load
of her own.
Shortly, Geraldine was on her way to her own orgasm; as she
realized how much she appreciated the man. "If he wasn't already
taken, and I didn't love Jim so much, I'd probably marry him
myself," she thought. This thought so excited her, that she
started to spasm in orgasm. In less time than even Ginny had
taken, Geraldine felt her body being wracked by great spasms; as
she tried to milk every last drop of the schoolteacher's potent
sperm into her (possibly fertile) eagerly accepting belly.
Geraldine didn't know if she could still get pregnant; but she
knew she was going to try.
John tried to match the woman's urgency; but after Ginny,
all he had to offer was a few meager squirts of sticky cum,
before his cock was sadly wilting.
Even that felt wonderful to the older woman. She had only
expected to get what was dripping off the man's penis after his
mighty orgasm in the little girl's belly. To have him actually
squirting a fresh load of sperm inside her belly, was quite a
thrill. Geraldine used all her vaginal strength, and tried to
milk every last drop of the man's seed into her vagina, as she
slowly pulled off the man's now drooping cock.
John felt a tight ring pull on his penis; as the woman tried
to strip every last drop of his potent sperm into her belly; as
she slowly raised up. She succeeded so well, there was only a
slight 'sheen' to his penis; and only a small drop of sticky cum
pooled at the end. Geraldine reached for the last drop of cum
hanging from John's now flaccid penis; but she was beaten by
Suzy.
"I'll take this," said Suzy; as she managed to pick up the
drop of sperm oozing from the end of her teacher's limp cock,
with her finger. Reaching down between her legs; the little girl
spread the lips of her vagina with one hand, and pushed the
obscene drop of sperm up inside with the other. "There," she
said. "At least there's a chance, that'll get me pregnant."
John was almost blown away by the child's nonchalance.
Taking his sperm; and sticking it up inside herself, was
something he had never expected. Still, it was good evidence,
that the little girl really did want to get pregnant by him, and
wasn't just being pressured into it. John decided to just lie
back and enjoy this; and stop worrying. This was what could be
considered every man's wet-dream; to have a whole harem of women,
who were not only willing to fuck him, but every one of whom,
actually wanted to carry his baby. It was unbelievable. It was
sexy. It was thrilling. It was also disappointing; because his
cock had shriveled, and now didn't look like it would ever be
capable of entering even the most willing and slack of cunts; let
alone the tight little vaginas that were waiting for his
'services'.
John's dilemma was cut short by Arlene's call from the
closet doorway. He hadn't noticed when the older woman left; so
it was somewhat of a shock, when he heard her call. "Lunch in 15
minutes. If you aren't there, and washed up, you don't get any!"
In the mad scramble for clothes, and the bathroom, John's
worries were forgotten.
After lunch, during which Arlene had somehow produced hot
roasted chicken, potato salad, and beans, while still remaining a
member of the "harem", everyone relaxed, and caught up with what
the other side had been doing. The men all chuckled, when they
heard how John had been sandbagged by Cindy; but envied him the
"chores," he was expected to perform. Surprisingly, to John at
least, no one seemed to be mad, or even slightly annoyed at him
for trying to get "their" girl pregnant. Everyone in the family
knew that when one of these girl's decided she was 'gonna' with
some man, well, she was 'gonna' and the man had just better get
used to it. The only reaction John could discern, was a little
envy, and a wistful-hopefulness, on the parts of Mike and Jeremy.
John knew for certain now, that if he let Cindy get out of his
hands, he would be regretting it the day he died. Somehow, he
had to show the little girl, just how much he loved her; and how
much he appreciated each little (and not so little, he reflected,
thinking about his remaining "chores") thing the child did for
him. "Whoops!" he corrected himself. "That's woman! Cindy is
definitely *not* a child anymore."
When Arlene heard about the full plans that Marylin had
made, she decided she'd better inform the teenager about how slim
her chances were. Arlene had thought the girl was just going to
fuck the men, in a weekend-long orgy, while the other women were
taken up by John. She hadn't realized that the teenager was
hoping to get pregnant, while she did it. Regretfully, Arlene
told Marylin about her research, and the results of the studies
she had found.
"But there still is a chance?" asked Marylin.
"Oh yes!" reassured Arlene. "Where I work, I heard of one
girl who got pregnant after a gang-bang at her boyfriends
fraternity; and some prostitutes *do* get pregnant. It just turns
out to be quite rare."
"Well," sighed Marylin, "we'll keep on trying. After all, I
did promise. And, as you say, there is a chance."
On the way back, Marylin was so busy thinking, she didn't
even notice that the knot of men who had started out with her,
had fallen behind; where a heated discussion was taking place.
". . . and I think it should be Jim," finished up George; as
Marylin finally noticed she was walking alone; and waited for the
group to catch up.
"Right!" agreed every one in the party except Marylin's
father, who was trying to argue, but having no success. Seeing
that everyone else was sure; he gave into the group's decision.
"Well OK," he said. "If you all agree."
"If you all agree about what?" asked Marylin. Having other
people make decisions on her behalf, was not her way. By this
time, the group had reached the Fisher house, and filed inside
the kitchen.
Jim looked at his offspring, and blushed. It was obvious
that he wasn't going to be the one to spill the beans.
George Macon spoke up. "Marylin, you heard what Arlene said
about fucking all of us, and getting pregnant?"
Marylin cautiously nodded.
"Well we all talked it over; and thought that maybe it would
be better, if just one of us fucked you. So, we talked it over,
and this is what we thought: First, Dan and I are already
fucking our own little girls; and will probably be having babies
to love pretty soon anyway. To some extent, this also applies to
Mike and Jeremy."
There was a general murmur of agreement; and Mike and Jeremy
both nodded.
"That left your father and 'Uncle Joe,'" continued George.
"We were going to have the two of them draw straws, when your
uncle dropped out."
"Well, you see, it's this way," said Joe; as Marylin fixed
him with an inquisitive eye. "I'm not around much. I only get
down here about every year or so. If you're going to have a
baby, it'd be nice if the father could be nearby; to see the kid
grow up; and maybe help out once in a while. When there was just
a chance that I'd be the daddy, it seemed like a fun thing to do.
As it is, I'd rather it was someone else." He blushed slightly
at his admission.
"Finally," continued George, "Dan and I know just how much a
thrill it is to feel that your own kid could be carrying your
baby inside her womb; and we also know how much Suzy and Ginny
get off on the idea of getting knocked up by their own fathers.
So we figured you might feel the same way." George finished with
a shrug.
"Oh you guys!" sighed Marylin. "I thought I loved you
before; and this was my way of thanking you. Do you really mean
you'd do this for me and Daddy?"
Everyone nodded earnestly. "But we want'a watch!" blurted
Mike; bringing on a guffaw from the rest of the crowd.
"Give the kid a watch," snickered Jeremy; bringing on
another bellow of laughter.
Joe took off his wristwatch, and handed it to the boy.
Smiling, Mike refused it; appreciating the joke.
"No. Please take it, and keep it!" insisted Joe. "You
don't know how much it would mean to me, if you did."
Puzzled, but feeling too close to the man now, to refuse,
Mike slipped the watch over his wrist. The boy was startled.
This was no cheap ticker! It was a Rolex; and from the look of
it, at least gold-filled, possibly solid gold! "I can't Uncle
Joe," the boy began. The man wasn't his uncle; but he felt as if
he'd known him all his life.
"Please," insisted Joe. "Hearing you call me 'uncle' more
than pays for it. Promise me you'll keep it; to remember me by."
Giving in; as he didn't wish to hurt the man's feelings,
when he so obviously felt strongly about this, Mike acquiesced;
but told Joe that he'd have to get his parents' permission to
keep it.
Joe smiled; went over to George; whispered urgently in his
ear for about 5 minutes; then looked over at Mike.
"Keep it Mike," said George firmly.
Marylin had been following the exchange with interest.
"There was something about her uncle, that needed investigating,"
she thought. The man's explanations didn't quite hold up. It
was almost as though he didn't expect to survive very long. The
thought was frightening to the teenager; but she resolved to keep
it to herself until she found out more. Marylin suddenly
realized that there were important things that needed her more
immediate attention.
"Folks," began Marylin, "I don't know how to thank you. I
thought that I had figured out a method; only you folks just used
it to find a way to make me love you more." By this time,
Marylin was almost weeping. "I swear," she continued, "I'm going
to find a way to thank you for this, if it takes until I'm 80.
C'mere Daddy, let's make a baby." With this, Marylin grabbed her
father, and started sobbing on his shoulder.
"You just did. Thank us, that is," said Dan. "Seeing how
happy you are, is more thanks than we'd ever ask for." There was
a general murmur of agreement.
Jim was somewhat embarrassed; as Marylin started to undress
right in front of everybody. "Right here?" he inquired.
"Right here," she assured him. "They're all Family."
Suddenly realizing how true his little girl's words were;
and how much he owed the other members of their little group, Jim
decided that he could at least put on a good show for his little
girl. Hurriedly, the man began undressing.
Marylin looked around the group. "What's holding up you
guys?" she inquired. "I've got more than one hole, you know; not
to mention two hands. Just because Daddy's using my cunt,
doesn't mean I'm unavailable."
Suddenly there was a flurry of clothing being discarded.
"That's better," said Marylin. "Let's start this out.
Daddy, since you get the front-hole, you lay down on your back.
Uncle Joe, You get the rear. The rest of you, sort yourselves
out however you wish."
After Jim had made himself comfortable on an extra layer of
carpet, Marylin climbed on top, and eased her father's cock up
her tight little hole. "Now Daddy," she breathed, just loud
enough for everyone to hear, "let's me and you, make that baby
that we should have made years ago."
Once the teenager had taken her father's penis all the way
up inside her, she bent over, and motioned to her uncle, by
spreading the cheeks of her ass. Joe's cock was already leaking
copious quantities of lubricating fluid, so he had no trouble.
After smearing some around on the girl's ass, he pushed up inside
his niece, until his balls came to rest against her cunt-lips.
"Mike, Youblp." Marylin's next instruction was lost; as the
boy in question, filled the girl's mouth with his oversized cock.
This left Dan and George to get hand-jobs; while Billy just
looked on in awe, as his bride-to-be got well, and royally
fucked.
Shortly, the group on the carpet was just one big nasty; as
Marylin finally got enough cock. Mike was the first to cum; as
Marylin sucked his ball dry in less than a minute. He was
replaced by Dan; who didn't last much longer. Having two loads
of delicious sperm in her mouth, and then suddenly having George,
who had so generously served her that morning, pushing his cock
into her mouth, had Marylin climaxing before she was ready.
Marylin almost bit George's cock, before she controlled
herself,and began milking her father and uncle's cocks
desperately, with her tight little cunt, and squeezing little
ass. She did so want them all to come together.
"Only in pictures," she thought; as her uncle began
spouting his sperm into her bowels, but her father still held
off. Marylin was beginning to come down from her own height,
when she felt George's cock expand in her mouth. After the
deluge she had received that morning, it was no surprise to the
girl, when the man began to squirt spasm after spasm of thick
creamy seed in her mouth, and never seemed to stop. It was only
after the teenager had swallowed what seemed like a quart of the
man's sperm, that he began to slow his frantic ejaculations.
Marylin sucked harder; trying to strip each last creamy curd out
of the man's slowly deflating prick. "Thanks George," she
murmured; as her prospective father-in-law's penis finally
slipped from her mouth.
"Huh Huh huh, Thuh Hank, Thank you," gasped George. The
oversexed teenybopper had really drained him.
Jim had been having a hard time of it. First, the extra
weight, and excess motions had been too much. Second, being on
the bottom, had never been his favorite position. Marylin seemed
to sense his problem; and once she finished sucking off George,
she rolled her father on top. "Come on Daddy," she encouraged.
"Fuck me, and knock me up. Squirt your nasty old baby-juice in
your little girl's belly; and make a baby in your little baby
girl. If we make a girl, I'm going name her 'Willow' and have
you fuck her, and knock her up, just as soon as she has her first
period; just like you should have been doing to me, all these
years. Now let me feel you making a baby in my belly. Squirt
your baby-making sperm in your Willow's little pussy."
His daughter's words were too much for the man; having his
sexy young teenaged daughter act out his fantasy, made him lose
control. Jim began squirting great gouts of semen into his own
little girl's welcoming belly; while the child encouraged him to
get her pregnant. "That's it Daddy," she said; when she felt her
father's sperm make their wild ride suddenly get slicker. "Get
your little baby girl pregnant. Knock me up Daddy. I want to
feel my daddy's baby growing inside my belly."
Afterwards, Marylin just lay there; her father's sperm
obscenely leaking from her relaxed hole, and puddling on the
extra carpet piece that had been used for padding. "Whooo boy!
That was good," she finally whooshed. "Now who's next?"
"Have you got room for me?" asked Billy. His bride-to-be
was astounding even him.
"I've *always* got room for you Dear," assured Marylin. "How
do you want it? Ass, Mouth, or if you insist. . ." She pointed
down at her drooling little slit.
"Mouth," said Billy. "That's reserved for your father;
until you get pregnant. But first, Kiss me."
After kissing her prospective husband properly (in both
places, mouth, and penis), and giving him a blow-job that
threatened to leave him drained for weeks, Marylin started all
over again. After a while, things began to be a sexual blur to
the teenager. She could no longer keep track of who was fucking
her where; except that the only person who squirted his sperm in
her cunt, was always her beloved father. It was slightly after
4:30, when Marylin suddenly realized that there were no more
stiff cocks being stuck in her face, pussy, or up her tight
little ass. She looked around, and everyone had collapsed.
"More?" she inquired hopefully.
"I'm sorry Marylin; but 27's my unlucky number," gasped Dan,
quoting his favorite comic strip. This got a faint giggle from
Mike.
"Spoilsports!" said Marylin; as she got up to go to the
bathroom, and clean up. She would have to wait until after
dinner.
After another big dinner, over at the Macon house, Marylin
started all over again at the beginning. This time however, it
was only an hour, before she ran out of partners. Marylin was
starting to run down a little herself, by this time.
The second day, was almost a repeat of the first; except
Marylin still only fucked her father; giving everyone else, hand,
ass, or blow-jobs, as they preferred.
By the third day, even Marylin was beginning to flag. The
oversexed teenager with the enormous boobs, finally had gotten
enough sex. It was only out of love for the men who crowded
around her, that she managed to keep going, until Sunday night,
when the party broke up. "I never thought I'd say it," said
Marylin to the gathering, as they prepared to break up. "But I'm
all fucked out. For the first time in ten years, the thought of
more sex, doesn't turn me on."
"Me too," groaned Mike. "My balls ache, from too much sex."
This brought snickers, but some sympathy, from the other party
members.
"You'll be back to your normal horny self by the day after
tomorrow," George reassured his offspring.
"By tomorrow, more likely!" offered Marylin. The little boy
had been the primary user of her "services," followed closely by
his father, George. This brought another round of snickers.
As the party broke up, Marylin started back home.
"Uh Marylin. Aren't you going over to sleep at Billy's
place?" Jim asked his daughter. He had been expecting things to
get back to normal.
"Didn't you hear what Billy said?" reminded Marylin. "I'm
sleeping with you, until I get pregnant."
"Oh," was all that the man could think to say. He wondered
what his wife would think about these sleeping arrangements.
Geraldine just moved over; and told him, "I knew we should
have named her 'Willow.'"
From then on, until Marylin missed her period, about a week
before the wedding, the girl slept every night in her father's
bed; and every night, Jim would deposit a fresh helping of sperm
in his daughter's womb. Each morning, he would send his daughter
off to school with another load of his potent seed soaking in the
child's womb; held in place by a rubber diaphragm; supplied by
"Doc." Sheffield.
In the other house, John didn't have the stamina of a
Marylin. On the first day, he barely managed to fuck each of the
7 women once. On the second day, he managed only to fuck Cindy,
Suzy, Geraldine, and Arlene. The third day, John managed to
finish fucking everyone; by screwing Mary and Ginny in the
morning, and June that afternoon. That night, Cindy surprised
him, by being able to get it up one last time; so she got fucked
at least once, on all three days.
It was quite a shock to the man; when he found out that
Cindy, her mother, and Geraldine, all missed their periods the
next month; and figured that he was the father. This should have
been a schoolteacher's worst nightmare; but far from being chased
out of town on a rail; or being forcefully invited as guest-of-
honor, to a shotgun-wedding; everything proceeded as if it was
normal. The wedding preparations for Billy and Marylin proceeded
apace. Cindy had moved into the garage apartment with him; and
it was almost as if they were already married. The friendship
between the two of them and Mike and Suzy began to blossom and
grow. Whenever Suzy figured she wasn't fertile, she would quite
often slip over, and spend the night in the big king-sized bed,
with Mike, Cindy, and John. Since Cindy was already pregnant,
and Suzy wasn't fertile, nobody paid much attention, to who
fucked who. Sometimes, Suzy wished she could marry both Mike and
John. When Cindy expressed a similar wish, John said he would
think of something. All three of the other partners trusted the
schoolteacher. When John Stockdale put his mind to it, there was
very little that he said, that didn't get done, one way or the
other.
On the day of the wedding, which was held outdoors, nobody
noticed, when the four stood in a group as Billy and Marylin took
their vows. While Billy and Marylin repeated the minister's
words, they were also being repeated by the four people standing
off to one side. Cindy changed the words slightly; so that each
of them vowed to marry the other three. It was silly, and
schmaltzy, and definitely not legal; but afterwards the four of
them felt married, even though no one else knew. Suzy was a
little worried, that the others might feel that she was
"cheating" on them, by still tying to get pregnant by her father;
but they assured the little girl that they all expected her to
have her father's baby first, before either John or Mike.
In the meantime, George's cute little idea with the garage
apartment worked out so nice, that John was wondering if it
couldn't be extended to solve other problems as well. He never
mentioned his ideas to his spouses; but almost every other night,
he would get home late; as he had been out looking at real-
estate.
CHAPTER 14
Preparing for class, one night
Cindy looked up from her homework. "I don't understand
this," she complained. "How do you multiply something that
doesn't exist?" Cindy had been advanced a class, and was having
some minor troubles; as she had missed the mathematics that
preceded her current work. "Do you understand it Suzy?"
Suzy shook her head; just as perplexed as her cousin. When
the school-board had insisted that Suzy Fisher be bumped ahead a
grade, John had quietly insisted that Cindy be also. He knew
that his 'wife' was just as smart as her cousin; and the two
girls were so close, that it would probably wreak havoc with both
of their schoolwork, if they were separated. The only reason
Cindy hadn't been getting as good a set of grades as Suzy, was
that she didn't have the incentive. Now, John figured that he
could supply the incentive. With their child on the way, he
figured Cindy needed to study harder than ever; and surprisingly,
Cindy agreed.
June smirked, then caught herself. She hadn't understood
imaginary numbers too well herself at first. Helping her sister
and cousin, as they all studied together, was giving her an
education as well. "Don't think of them as imaginary," she
explained. "Think of them as directions. Just like coming from
your house. It's 500 paces east. Think of that, as the real
number. And it's 200 paces south. Think of that, as a negative
imaginary number."
"Why can't I just say it's 600 paces southeast," grumbled
Cindy.
"You can. That's called 'polar' coordinates," replied June.
"It's the same thing. . ."
"Only different!" finished Suzy and Cindy together. Both
little girls grinned at each other. Far from growing apart, as
had been expected; being put ahead a class together, had made the
two cousins grow closer than ever before.
Suzy figured they had done enough for the night. The three
children were already a week ahead of their classmates; there was
no point in pushing too far ahead. She looked over at her
sister; who's body, highlighted by the nightstand light showed a
tiny hint of a bulge where her midriff peeked out from under
their father's shirt. "How's it feel, to be pregnant?" she asked
her sister, a little enviously.
"Mmmmmmm," said June. "I like it; but I can't exactly say
how it feels. I just feel healthier, I guess."
"I haven't felt anything yet," replied Cindy, to her cou
sin's uplifted eyebrow. "Except for missing my period; I'd never
know I was pregnant."
"Damn," said Suzy. "I wish Daddy would hurry up, and knock
me up. I like to screw; but the whole Idea was to learn what
it's like to have a baby. It seems like everybody's getting
pregnant *except* me!"
The other two children commiserated with the little girl;
but didn't break their hearts for her. They knew Suzy was having
a ball; fucking with her father, almost every night.
Suzy liked going to bed each night with a warm sticky load
of her father's sperm soaking in her womb. Each night, when her
father would fuck her, she would usually cum 3 or 4 times before
he did. Then, when she was open and ready inside, he would push
his engorged cock through the neck of her uterus and ejaculate
his potent seed right into her receptive 11-year-old womb. The
feeling of her father squirting the stuff that made babies inside
her taut little belly, knowing he was actually *trying* get her
pregnant, was extremely exciting to the little girl. Suzy would
go to sleep every night with her hips raised, on a pillow, so his
semen wouldn't seep out. By morning, it had usually all soaked
in; so her father would mount her again and deposit a fresh load
of sperm in her belly before she went to school. She loved the
warm sticky feeling of having her own father's slippery sperm in
her belly. It was a constant thrill at school; to know that
while most girls her age didn't even know the meaning of the word
"fuck," she was carrying her father's seed in her womb; and (she
hoped) would soon be carrying his baby.
Each evening, she would go to her parents' room; and she and
her father would "practice" making a baby. Suzy planned to
"practice" until she got it right. Just hearing the child ask,
in her little girl voice: "Daddy, I want to practice making a
baby," was almost enough to make her father cum, before he even
got his cock inside her hot little cunt. Then when he was
fucking the little girl, with his big cock buried in her writhing
little belly, to hear the hot words she had picked up from her
older sister would have made a statue squirt semen.
"C'mon Daddy make a baby in little Suzy."
"Oh Daddy, are you going to stick that big nasty thing in
me?"
"Please Daddy, get me pregnant. Make my belly get big with
your baby."
"Your little girl wants her Daddy to squirt the thick sticky
white stuff that make babies up in her belly."
"Please Daddy, Cum in me?"
"Mmmm. I've got my Daddy's cock in my belly; and I'm going
to make him cum in my womb."
But mostly, it was the same old game that she never got
tired of: "Daddy, teach me how to make a baby."
Dan would then pretend that she was an innocent little girl
who knew nothing about sex.
"Well, if you really want to know how babies are made,
you'll have to get undressed, so Daddy can show you."
"Will you have to get undressed too Daddy?"
"If you want to learn all about the man's part."
"I want to learn all about making babies Daddy."
By this time Dan would be shivering with excitement; as his
little girl took off her dress in such a sweet and innocent
manner you almost could not imagine her being anything but a
virgin.
"Daddy, What's that big thing between your legs?" the little
girl would ask.
"That's the thing that men have that squirts baby-stuff in
women to make babies."
"Wow Daddy, you mean you put that thing inside a woman? It
looks too big to go in me." At this point, Suzy would pull apart
the lips of her little slit, and look inside.
"You are a little small dear; but a woman stretches. Here,
let me see how big you are." Dan would start feeling the little
girl's slit. Then, when she lay back, he would stick a finger
inside the little girl's cunt. "See, the man's penis goes right
in here like this." He would say, as he worked his finger in and
out of the hot squeezing little hole.
"That feel's nice, Daddy. How come your 'thing' is getting
so big?" the little-girl voice would inquire.
"That's so it's stiff enough to go up inside a woman. When
it gets real big and excited, white sticky stuff comes out the
end, and goes up inside the woman's belly. This white stuff
makes the woman feel very good. When a woman gets enough of this
stuff in her belly, a baby starts to grow there; and she is said
to be pregnant."
"Are you going to squirt that white-stuff now, Daddy?"
"Uh huh. Would you like to feel what it's like to have a
man squirting his stuff inside your vagina?"
"But Daddy, your thing is too big to fit in me."
"I'll just rub it on the lips of your little pussy; then
when you're ready, I'll just squirt it inside your hole; like
this." With this, Dan would start rubbing his big cock all over
the lips of Suzy's little cunt; masturbating them both, until the
excitement got too great. "Now look down. Daddy's going to
squirt the white-stuff that makes babies in your cute little
belly." He would say, as he pushed the tip of his cock into her
hairless little slit; trying to seal it against the entrance to
the little girl's vagina.
"Oooh Daddy. Are you going to make a baby in me?"
"You're a little young yet honey; but we can try if you want
to. Do you want Daddy to try and make a baby in your belly?"
"It's OK Daddy. I don't mind. Let me feel you squirting
the stuff that make babies in me."
AT this point, Dan would usually lose all control; and begin
ejaculating his sperm into his daughter's receptive little belly.
Suzy would lie there like an unsuspecting, innocent little girl;
while her own father tried to inseminate her.
"Ooooh Daddy," she would say, "that feels nice. I like it
when you squirt your white-stuff in my belly. Make a baby in me,
Daddy. Please?"
Afterwards, they both would always get so hot that they had
to fuck properly. This time Suzy would get off; and she would
insist that her father deposit his sperm as far up inside her
womb as he could. Suzy sometimes wondered if being pregnant was
as much fun as getting pregnant. She didn't know yet, but she
was determined to find out.
Three months later, Suzy had even more to be annoyed about.
Her little cousin Ginny, was pregnant also. The little girl
never did have a period; so nobody knew she was pregnant, until
her belly started to swell. The best guess, was sometime late in
August, or early September. Since that was about the time of the
"great swap party," she figured it could have been John's; even
though the chances were that it was her father's. Ginny figured
that she would have the baby checked to see whether or not John
was the father. Then, whichever one *wasn't* the father, she would
fuck, to have her next child by.
For about a month, Suzy was depressed; especially when she
found out that Jeremy had finally gotten their mother pregnant.
Then the little girl's normal childlike ebullience reasserted
itself; and she settled in for the long haul, until her body
decided that it was ready to become pregnant.
Mary sometimes felt sorry for her daughter. The little girl
tried so hard. In the mornings, she would sometimes look in on
the child, as the little girl worked to get her young body to
reproduce. The child looked so cute; and she would strain
against her father; trying to milk another load of the man's
sperm into her eager young belly. Having his own little daughter
fuck him, while she milked his big cock, and begged the man to
get her pregnant, usually had Dan spouting his sperm inside the
little girl's womb much faster than he preferred. Still, Suzy
was generally ready and willing to go 'seconds'; so that Dan
usually got to fuck the little girl for a decent period, before
filling the child's womb with his seed for the second time.
Mary also liked to watch her other children fucking. She
would usually wake up in the morning, to the rocking of the bed,
as the two siblings got a morning "piece". Sometimes, Jeremy had
enough energy, to take on Mary as well; and she enjoyed feeling
her son trying to impregnate her as well.
It was quite a thrill, to the oversexed woman, to see her
little girl's belly swelling; knowing that her son's baby was
growing inside the child's womb. Now, she was doubly thrilled,
as she felt the stirrings of life in her own womb. Knowing that
she was pregnant by her own son, made Mary feel glad to be alive.
Still, reflected Mary, it was a good thing that the boy hadn't
knocked them both up at the same time. With June's belly getting
so big, it was getting hard for the little girl to take the hard
fucking that Jeremy liked. Because of this, Mary was now getting
more than her usual share of sex from her son.
Over at the Summers' house, Geraldine was enjoying the
thrill of pregnancy, along with her daughter. It seemed, that
she enjoyed fucking even more, when she was pregnant. Billy and
Marylin were staying at the girl's parents' house, until their
new home was ready. After the "swap party" Geraldine had finally
gotten to watch her little girl being fucked by her husband.
Seeing her daughter act out the fantasy that she had played so
many times, was such a joy; that she felt like a fool, for not
going with her feelings, when the little girl was a baby; and
naming the child "Willow" like they had originally planned.
Geraldine hoped, that her daughter had gotten pregnant in one of
the bouts the child had with her father, that she had watched
after Marylin returned from that amazing Labor-Day weekend. It
turned the woman on tremendously, to think she might have been
watching, on the night her husband actually knocked their little
girl up.
At this time, Geraldine came into the bedroom; to find her
little girl acting out a fantasy, that in its own way, was even
more sexy, and depraved than hers. Billy was over at his
parents' house, "taking care of" his mother and Ginny; as his
father had been called out of town on business for the weekend.
The boy knew his wife would be in good hands with her father, and
not wither up and die from sexual neglect.
Marylin was definitely not suffering from sexual neglect.
When Geraldine entered the room, the girl had just finished
undressing; and her swollen tummy made her seem sexier than ever.
". . . had a dream also, last night, Daddy." Geraldine
picked up the tail end of her daughter's sentence.
Jim reached over and stroked his little girl's distended
belly. "Mmmm?" he prompted.
"I dreamt that I was a baby in Momma's womb, and you were
fucking her."
Jim had started to kiss his little girl's bulging tummy,when
her words penetrated, and his suddenly erect penis got in his
way. "So?" he prompted, breathlessly. "What happened?"
Marylin squirmed at the warm wonderful feel of her father's
hands on her sensitive tummy. As her belly had started to swell,
the girl's tummy had become almost as erotic in feeling, as her
already oversensitive breasts. "Do it some more, Daddy," she
said; leading his hand back to her swollen midriff, before
continuing. "Well, I dreamt that I was in Momma's womb, and you
were fucking her. I dreamt that your cock actually rubbed
against my pussy, inside Momma's womb, as you fucked her."
All three members of the Summers family were almost boiling
with sexual tension at this point.
"Wow!" said Jim. "No wonder you were so hot-to-trot, this
morning." That morning, Marylin had dashed into her parents'
bedroom, and practically raped her father.
"That was just the beginning, Daddy. I dreamt that I was
rubbing myself off against your prick, while still in Momma's
womb; when you suddenly pushed your cock right up inside Momma's
womb, and on into me, as well. There I was, and you were fucking
me, while I was still in Momma's womb."
Marylin was panting; as she continued, "Just when I thought
it couldn't get any hotter, you came in me. I milked the sperm
out of the head of your penis with my tiny little vagina; while
Mom squeezed the rest with hers."
Jim was sweating now, as his daughter's story got him so
hot, he felt he couldn't take any more. "Let's fuck," he panted.
"Your dream's gotten me so hot; I can't stand it."
"Let me finish," said Marylin.
"There's more?" asked Jim, incredulously.
Marylin nodded, as she continued the tale of her dream.
"Well, Daddy. You came in me, and knocked me up. There I was,
just a baby, in Momma's womb; and I was already carrying your
baby in mine. This part of the dream repeated several times;
where you came in me, and got me pregnant, while I was still a
baby myself, in Momma's womb. After a bit, the dream suddenly
shifted. It must have been several months later, because my I
was getting close to being born, and my belly was swelling with
our daughter growing inside. Then the dream got really
unbelievable. You started fucking Momma again, only this time,
when you pushed your cock up inside Momma, it not only went
inside Momma, and on into me, but right up inside my womb; where
you squirted your seed in our daughter's vagina, and got her
pregnant also. And all this happening, while I was still a baby
in Momma's womb."
This story had so excited Jim, that he started to cum,
without even fucking. "Oh Shit!" he exclaimed, as a sticky
whited squirt of sperm slapped against his little girl's leg.
Marylin hurriedly grabbed her father's spewing cock, and
pushed the spasming tool up inside her slit; where she felt her
father's seed wash against her cervix. "Oh! Do it Daddy!" she
said; suddenly caught up in her dream from the night before.
"Cum in me Daddy! Squirt your cum in our daughter. C'mon Daddy,
knock our little girl up."
Jim actually tried. His daughter's story had so excited the
man, that he was living the fantasy also. Jim pushed his penis
up so hard in his daughter's vagina, that he felt the ring of her
cervix start to stretch around the tip; as he squirted glob after
sticky glob of incestuous sperm into the tight little opening.
"Whoo!" he finally said, as the shocking spasms of his orgasm
eased, and his penis shrank down to a more normal size. "I hope
we didn't hurt the baby."
"Babies are tougher than that," reassured Geraldine, as she
came down from her own orgasm. Watching that incredible scene,
and listening to her daughter's story, had caused her to climax
also. "Besides, what daughter wouldn't like a chance to swim in
her own father's sperm."
The next spring, with first one person, then another, in the
family having babies, Suzy forgot her worries about getting
pregnant herself. The first time the little girl got to hold her
sister's little boy, she immediately fell in love with him. She
was overjoyed, when June suggested that she try nursing the
child, like she had for her Aunt May's little Susan. To Suzy's
pleasure, it worked. Thereafter, when any of the women needed a
wet-nurse, Suzy was happy to oblige. Not long after June, first
Geraldine, then Ginny, then Cindy, Arlene, and Marylin went to
the hospital to have their babies. There was quite a stir at the
hospital, when it was found out that a mother and daughter were
in the same hospital, having babies within two days of each
other. Suzy found herself in great demand; as she could not only
baby-sit the children, but nurse them as well.
It was a month, after Cindy and Arlene had returned from the
hospital, when Suzy's life settled down enough for her to realize
that she hadn't had a period, since before her sister left to
have her baby. Suzy was mad at herself for not paying attention.
"After all this time, trying to get you," she said to the tiny
thing growing in her belly, "you'd think that I'd notice, when
you finally arrived. Well, from now on, Mommy's going to pay
more attention to her little boy." Suzy didn't know how she
knew; but somehow she was certain that she and her father had
made a boy. It would have been nice, to have a little girl for
her father to fuck; but it would also be nice, to have a baby by
her own son, when he got older.
As the months went by, Suzy enjoyed watching her belly get
bigger and bigger. Just knowing that her own father's baby was
growing inside her womb, was a constant thrill to the 11 year old
little girl. When she finally felt the stirring of the child in
her womb, Suzy almost melted with love for her father, and the
baby growing in her belly.
Dan was almost out of his mind, with love for his little
girl, and worry that either Suzy would get hurt, by having the
child, or that their baby might get hurt, because Suzy was too
small. Suzy kept reassuring him, that she was OK, and that she
wouldn't have any trouble carrying the baby to term; or
delivering it either. "Doc." Sheffield seemed to agree.
It was two weeks before Christmas, when Suzy finally felt
the cramps begin; and her father rushed her to the hospital.
After four terrifying hours, when Suzy wondered why she *ever*
thought it would be a good idea to have a baby; she woke up with
a very sore bottom; and a little bundle that was all wrinkled and
red, but who looked adorable to Suzy.
It was so pleasant to feel her own child nursing at her
breast, that Suzy almost forgot to check and find out what sex
the kid was. She was starting to pull the child's diaper away to
check, when a nurse looked over and smiled understandingly.
"It's a boy," assured the nurse. Later, after the nurse had
left, Suzy had to check for herself. It *was* a boy. "Hi Jason,"
said Suzy to her tiny little offspring. "The next one's going to
be a sister for you. After all, every little boy should have a
little sister to fuck." Suzy giggled to herself. She had first
heard that line, when June came home from the hospital with her
son.
After all the month's of trying, the morning-sickness, the
pregnancy, the trials of a swollen belly, and aching back, and
all the pain of giving birth, it still seemed to Suzy, that this
was only just the beginning, and not THE END.