Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: The Consequences of Bullying Author: Collegeprof (C)2012 Story codes: Mg, yng, ped, inc, preg Summary: One day my twelve-year-old daughter came home upset. The other girls were teasing her because she did not know how babies were made. I tried to explain to her how babies were made, but she did not understand and insisted that I show her. What, I wonder, will the result be? Disclaimer and Warning This story contains sex between a father and his preteen daughter. It also involves impregnation. If any of these things are not to your liking, then do not read this story! Also, this is only a story! The actions it describes are illegal and immoral in real life! This story is copyrighted by the author. It may be downloaded for your reading enjoyment. However, it may not be copied or reposted anywhere, either in part or in its entirety, without the permission of the author. Constructive feedback is always welcome. Enjoy! ___________________________________________________________________________ __________ The Consequences of Bullying By Collegeprof I work from home. As a result, I am always home when my daughter, Molly, gets home from school. Her younger brother is in an after-school program at his elementary school. My wife picks him up on her way home from work. Normally, Molly sticks her head into my office to say `Hi!' when she gets home. One day, however, I could tell right away that something was wrong. I heard the front door slam, followed a few seconds later by her slamming the door to her room. Thinking that maybe she just needed to run to the bathroom or something, I gave her a couple minutes. When she did not emerge, I figured that I had better go see what was going on. As I approached Molly's door, I thought that I heard her crying. I knocked softly. C..come in." she sobbed. I opened the door and looked in She was laying face down on the bed. She had clearly been crying into her pillow. I walked over and sat gently on the edge of her bed. Placing my hand on her shoulder, I asked, "What's wrong, honey?" "Some of the other girls at school are sooo mean!" "Why honey, what happened." She sat up next to me. "Some of the girls were making fun of me after school because they said that I don't know how babies are made." "Did you tell them that you do know?" I asked. "No, Daddy, I don't know, so I couldn't tell." "When you started having periods a few months ago, your mom said that she was going to explain that to you." "No, all she told me was that getting my period was part of growing up and that I would have them every month." I silently cursed my wife. "Well, honey", I started, "that's true. When a girl starts growing up, her body starts having periods. It's a sign that she will be able to have babies soon." "Have babies? I don't understand," Said Holly. "Let me see if I can explain it better. See, your body has eggs in it..." "Eggs?" Molly interrupted. "You mean I am going to lay eggs like a chicken?" She looked very doubtful. "No, honey. The eggs in your body are a special kind of cell. You know what cells are, don't you?" "Yes. We learned about them in science class last year. All plants and animals are made up of cells," she answered. "Right," I continued. "These eggs are a special kind of cell that can become a baby. Men also have a special kind of cell called `sperm.' If a man and a woman want to make a baby, the man puts his sperm inside the woman and if one of the sperm meets up with the woman's egg, it makes a baby that grows inside the mommy." `There,' I thought, `that wasn't so bad' "I don't understand," said Molly, looking confused. "How does the man put his sperm inside the woman?" "Well, the man puts his penis inside the woman's vagina. Your vagina is where the blood comes out when you have your period." "How does he put his penis in there? It's too small. And how does that put the sperm inside the woman?" Time to regroup. Let's try again. "Well, when a man and woman are going to have sex (that's what it's called when a man puts his penis in the woman), his penis gets hard so that it can go in. The woman's vagina gets slippery. It can also stretch to hold the man's penis. When a baby is born, it comes out of the mommy's vagina, so it has to be able to stretch a lot." "Does it hurt the woman?" she asked. "Well, the first time that a girl has sex, it usually hurts a little. Most girls have a piece of skin inside their vagina that has to be broken before she can have sex. After that, most people think that sex feels really good." "I still don't understand what any of this has to do with me having periods," Molly asked. "When a woman's body releases an egg, if she does not get pregnant, her body washes out the egg so that it can start again the next month." "So, every time that I have my period, that means that I could have gotten pregnant?" "Yes, if you had sex before your period, you could have gotten pregnant." Oops, maybe I should not have said that. Molly sat next to me silently for a couple minutes, thinking. "So, a man and a woman only have sex once before her period if they are trying to have a baby?" In for a penny, in for a pound. "No," I responded. "If they are trying to have a baby, they will usually have sex more than that." "How often?" "Well, that depends on the man and the woman. Some people will have sex a couple times a week. Some people have sex almost every day." Molly's eyes went a little wide. "Every day?" "Yes." "But only when they are trying to have a baby?" "No, people have sex even when they are not trying to have a baby." "But why?" she asked, confused. "People have sex to show their partner that they love them and because it feels good." Another couple minutes of silence. "I still don't understand how a man's penis can go inside the woman's vagina and how sperm come out of his penis. Can you show me?" she asked. "You mean show you pictures?" I tried to think whether my wife still had her copy of Our Bodies, Ourselves. That might have pictures I could show Molly. "No, I mean show me how a man puts his penis inside the woman. You're a man and you said that my having periods means that my body could have a baby, so I guess that means that I'm a woman. Can you show me how it works?" Oh, shit. What have I done? I sputtered incoherently. After a minute, I managed to regain my composure. "Well, honey, that's not something daddies are supposed to do with their daughters." "Why not?" she asked. "Well, I guess that a lot of people think that a daddy would be taking advantage of his daughter and doing things that she did not really want to do." I knew there were lots of other reasons, but that would have to do as an explanation. "But what if I really want you to show me? Those girls were really mean to me. I don't think anything that you could do to me would make me feel worse than they made me feel. And if you show me, you would be helping me to stop them from picking on me again." Molly looked up at me with her big, round eyes, still moist from her tears. When she put it that way, and looked at me like that, how could I say no to her? "Well..." I hesitated "Please?" she pleaded. "Well, I guess..." I didn't get a chance to finish. "Thank you, Daddy," Molly beamed. "What do I have to do?" I should have put an end to things right there, but I did not want to let Molly down. "It usually works best if the people are naked," I said. "You mean I have to be naked?" She looked dubious and embarrassed at the same time. "Well, no," I explained, "but it makes things easier." "Ok," she answered shyly. Without looking at me, she started to remove her clothes. I got undressed also without looking at her. Now that we had gotten this far, I, too, was embarrassed. When I finished undressing, I finally looked at Molly. I hadn't seen my daughter naked since he was very young. I was fascinated by what I saw. Molly's breasts had started growing a while ago, but they were still small, no more than A-cups and very firm. She was starting to develop a waist. Her pussy had just the lightest covering of downy fuzz. She must have noticed my gaze, because she looked up at me. Our eyes met for a second, until she shyly lowered her eyes. As she did so, she saw my semi-erect cock. Her eyes went wide. I have never considered my cock to be especially large. I was probably about average. However, Molly probably hadn't seen a penis since her brother was little, so even only partially erect my cock was much bigger than any that she had ever seen. "Are you sure that it will fit?" She asked skeptically. "It's so big and I'm so little there." "I'm sure that it will fit," I answered. "And it will get bigger." Molly's eyes got even wider. "You said that I have to get slippery so that it can go in. How do I do that?" "Well," I said, "you probably have already started, since we have been talking about sex, but I'll make sure that you are ready." I told her to lie on the edge of her bed. I knelt beside the bed and coaxed her legs open. I was fascinated by the sight of her bald pussy. I ran my fingertip over her bare slit. As I continued running my finger up and down, her crack opened slightly. On the next pass, my finger brushed the top of her clit. . Molly jerked like I had shocked her. "Did that feel good?" I asked. "It felt great." "Well, that's just the beginning," I told her. I leaned in and ran my tongue up and down her pussy, making sure that I hit her clit each time. "What are you doing???" she asked. "Oh, that feels so good!" I didn't answer her. I just kept licking her until I could feel her juices starting to moisten her pussy. I think that could have stayed there forever, licking that bald, preteen pussy, but I was also getting impatient. When I stopped and pulled away, Molly let out a small sigh. "That felt better than anything in the whole world!" she exclaimed. "I think that you are ready, but I need you to help me get ready," I told her. "What do I need to do?" I had her wrap her small hand around my cock and stroke it. Then I told her about sucking my cock. She looked very uncertain. "It's not dirty." I explained. "Remember how good it felt when I licked you? It feels good for me, too." "Well, OK," she said, still looking unsure. She hesitantly took the tip of my cock in her mouth. With a little direction from me, she was soon sucking my cock with abandon. I cannot describe how hot Molly looked with her little twelve-year-old mouth wrapped around my cock. Part of me would have been happy to just let her suck my cock until I exploded in her mouth. However, I know that wasn't what she wanted. After several minutes, I reluctantly lifted her from her knees. I laid her on her bed and spread her legs. I took my hard cock in my hand and aimed it at my daughter's bald, preteen pussy. Suddenly, my conscience spoke up. "Are you sure that you want me to do this?" I asked. "Yes, Daddy. Please show me how to make a baby." "It's probably going to hurt a little," I warned her. "OK," she responded. I put the tip of my cock against her pussy lips and pushed gently. Molly's pussy was so small that I was having trouble getting my cock in. I moved my cock back and forth several times. The tip gradually started to split her pussy lips and enter my daughter. After a minute, however, my cock would not go any further. I knew that I had reached her cherry. I did not want to hurt her, so I pushed as gently as I could. I felt my cock go in a little further, but no more. I leaned forward, putting a little more pressure behind my cock. I felt my cock slide further into her tight pussy. Molly winced as my cock tore through her hymen. Part of my brain said I should stop and make sure that she was ok. At that, point, however, my brain was not in control. All that I could think of was how good her virgin pussy felt on my cock. I slid my cock out a little, then back into her pussy. Each stroke saw forced cock a little further into my daughter's young pussy. Part of me was aware of my daughter starting to breathe faster and moan softly. As for me, I could tell that I wasn't going to last much longer. Molly's tight pussy along with the sight of her preteen body beneath me was conspiring to take me to the edge of my orgasm. I don't quite know how, but I was able to stop my thrusting. "Molly, I need to stop. I am about to cum soon," I said. "Cum?" she panted. "Have an orgasm. That's what it's called when a man shots sperm out of his penis." "Don't stop now, Daddy," Molly implored. "You need to show me how you put your sperm in me so that I know how to make a baby." She started wiggling her hips, unconsciously trying to get my cock moving inside her again. It took all of my will-power not to resume my thrusting and fill her pussy with my cum. "I don't know, honey. When was your last period?" "A couple weeks ago, I guess. Maybe more," she answered. "That's about the time that your body releases an egg. That means that if I cum inside of you, you might get pregnant," I warned her. Her wiggling hips became more insistent. "Please, Daddy," my daughter implored. "Cum inside me so you can show me how you put your sperm in me and I can learn how babies are made." She actually stated lifting her hips off the bed, fucking herself a little on my cock. Hearing my little girl ask me to cum inside her combined with her thrusting was too much for me. Suddenly, I could not control myself any longer. I resumed my thrusting and within seconds I felt my orgasm start. Before I knew it, I was shooting cum into my preteen daughter's fertile pussy. I gave one last thrust and buried my cock as far as I could inside her. I collapsed on top of Molly. As we lay there, our breathing gradually returned to normal. After a couple of minutes, Molly asked "Did you put your sperm inside me? Is that how you do it?" "Yes, honey, I certainly did put my sperm inside of you." "Thank you for showing me how you do that, Daddy. Now I think I understand better how babies are made." *** I should never have told Molly that some people have sex every day. After that day, she insisted that we have sex every day when she got home from school. She insisted that I show her exactly how to make a baby so that she could show up the girls at school. As a result, every day for the next few weeks, I would end up with my cock inside my twelve-year-old daughter's pussy. More than once, she would come into my office as soon as she got home from school, pull out my cock and start sucking on it without even saying `Hello.' Once I was hard, she would pull her panties aside and ride my cock while still in her school uniform. On one of these days, Molly told me that she hadn't been able to concentrate at all in school, because all that she could think of all day was my cock inside her, squirting my sperm in her pussy. It was on one of these days that Molly had her first orgasm. That only fueled her enthusiasm. ("Now I know why people like sex so much!" she exclaimed.) One day, about three weeks later, I was holding her while my cock slowly deflated inside her pussy. Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. "You haven't had your period, have you?" I felt her shake her head `No.' Suddenly, she lifter her head and looked at me. "No, I haven't. Does that mean..." I threw on my clothes and ran to the drug store to pick up a pregnancy test. I read the directions to her and she disappeared into the bathroom. Two minutes later, she came out. "It shows a plus sign. What does that mean?" "That means that you're pregnant," I explained. She studied at the pregnancy test for a minute, then she stuffed it into her school backpack. "That'll shut those girls up," she said smugly.