Surrogate Lovers, Chapter 4

By wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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Madison was visibly shaking as she watched her father undressing.
 His six-foot-three, two hundred and twenty pound frame towered
over her.  Her eyes darted frequently toward the door and then
back again until he was stripped down to his boxers.  She
swallowed hard noticing the front was jutting outward like the
top of a circus tent.

Carl knew she was nervous, he could tell by her mannerisms but he
wasn't about to back down now.  He has come too far to let it go
and even though it was accelerated greatly due to his wife's
sudden departure, he was going to play this out to the end.

"Are you okay?" he asked hoping to reassure her of what they were
about to do.  Her head turned one again toward the open bedroom
door.

"What if Momma comes in?" she asked not pulling her eyes away
from the hallway.  Carl smiled.  She didn't know her mother was
gone and was more concerned about getting caught than having sex
with her father.  That's a good sign.

"She won't, Honey, she's gone to visit grandma for a few weeks. 
That means it's just you and I all alone for the next two months.
 We're going to have such a great time," he told her leaning over
to kiss the tip of her nose.  He did that often when she was
younger and it was long overdue.  Slipping his thumbs inside of
the waist band, he quickly slid the last remaining article of
clothing from his body.  Madison's eyes widen in surprise.

He had been very athletic all of his life and in high school won
a football scholarship which was supposed to set him up for life
once he was drafted to the pros.  A knee injury his sophomore
year sidelined those dreams forcing him to change his major to
marketing.  His senior year he met Theresa and months before
graduating she announced that she was pregnant which profoundly
changed the course of his life.

"Have you done this before?" he asked already knowing the answer.
 She nodded her head unable to tear her eyes away from his
throbbing manhood.  She had seen dozens of cocks before but none
were that big.  It was hard to tell, but it looked almost the
exact same size as the dildo Matt had sent her.  He was the
perfect size to be their surrogate lover but it was her father.

Carl lingered next her, staring at her naked form.  She was so
beautiful.  Her long brown hair flowed over the edges of her
mother's pillow like a river of milk chocolate barely reaching
the sheets of the king-sized bed.  He stepped closer, his raging
erection wobbling from side to side as he walked.  Her eyes lit
up as was suddenly hovering above her chest, a drop of pre-cum
bubbling from the hole.  She swallowed hard knowing what was
about to happen.

"Are you okay with this?" he asked giving her one last chance to
back down.  He somehow knew that she wouldn't.  This was
something Matt wanted and so far she has done everything he's
asked of her.  He knew this would be no different.  Taking her
hand he brought it to his cock, feeling the softness of her hand
against his taut skin.  Instinctively she squeezed, her delicate
fingers pressing into the fleshy pole, forcing the veiny flesh
between them.

Over the years he has scared off more than a few women who never
expected for him to be so large.  At nine inches long it wasn't
monstrously big but the girth was enough to frighten even a
seasoned whore.  Theresa wasn't a virgin when they first met but
it took several attempts to penetrate her the first time.  He was
hoping the stretching exercises she was doing would make it
easier to fuck her.

"Suck it," he panted, leaning closer to make it easier for her. 
It was so heavy it took both hands to control the angle as her
lips enclosed half of the head.  She could taste the sweetness of
the bead of juice dripping from it.  Carl pushed his hips
forward, driving a little more into her mouth.  The thick ridge
crashed into her mouth but didn't enter.  Her lips were pressed
together too tightly.  Another surge of sweetness flooded her
tongue.

Reaching to fondle her right breast, she groaned as he squeezed
it a little too hard.  Easing the pressure, he rolled the budding
nipple around his thumb and finger feeling it stiffen from his
attention.  Gently rocking his body back and forth he forced more
of his cock into her mouth a little at a time until the high
crown slipped in through her rigid lips.  She moaned as another
trickle of syrup seeped out onto her tongue.

Slowly he traced a wayward line from her right nipple, across her
ribs on the left and down to her navel.  Ticklish she squirmed
from his light touch.  Pausing only a moment, he went lower,
enjoying the feeling softness around her bikini line.  Tiny white
hairs populated the area hardly noticeable except in the right
light.  His middle finger grazed the burgeoning nub situated at
the top of her crack.  The fissure was smooth and soft, showing
no visible signs of labia.

Using two fingers on either side of her slit he gently spread
them apart, exposing the butterfly-shaped labia minora that were
just beginning to blossom. Her pearly clitoris peeked shyly from
the hooded cover as his thumb tenderly rubbed around it.  She
sighed, enjoying the sensation.

Electrified by what was happening, Carl fought to keep from
cumming. He knew she had swallowed cum before but he didn't want
to unload so quickly.  He wanted their first time to be special
and prolonged.  Her tongue swiping across his frenulum nearly
drove him to the point of no return. Abruptly he withdrew his
cock from her mouth, trailing a line of saliva and pre-cum in its
wake.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asked staring wide-eyed at him.

"God no, Honey, you were great.  I just want this moment to last
and I want to return the favor."

"What do you mean?" She asked unsure what he was talking about. 
She didn't have a penis so how could he `return' the favor.

"I mean this," he replied shifting his hulky body around and
nuzzled between her legs.  Her head rose to stare curiously at
him across her flat stomach.  No one had ever done that before. 
As soon as his rough tongue slid across her slit and made contact
with her little button, her ass came off of the bed a few inches.
 He dug in, worming the tip of his tongue along her pea-sized
clit causing her to shake and moan.  She liked it.

She had a rubbery taste and some of the lubrication from the
condoms was still present.  Through the excitement he had
forgotten that she just had sex with three black teenagers prior
to coming home but that didn't matter.  He was licking the pussy
of his twelve-year-old daughter and that's all he cared about. 
Tenderly sliding in two fingers, he was surprised at how wet she
was inside.  Did someone fuck her without a condom or was she
just naturally that wet?  He'd have to find out later.

His tongue followed his fingers, sliding in as far as it would
extend, tasting her youthfulness and the lingering flavors of
unwashed sex.  Carl was so turned on that he was ready to
explode, threatening to soak the comforter beneath him.  As much
as he enjoyed eating her, he had to stop or risk losing his first
load on the bed.  His cock was rock hard.  Was it a result of the
pill he had taken just hours earlier or was he just that turned
on.  Slowly he slid along her body until his cock was lined up
with her slippery hole.

Flicking the head up and down her crack a few times, he took aim
before guiding himself into her.  Her pussy seemed small but
surprisingly elastic as the head slowly tunneled inside.  They
gasped at the same time as the sensation overwhelmed them both. 
She was much tighter than expected but she didn't seem to have
much difficulty accepting him.

Inch by inch he pushed himself inside of his daughter, feeling
the slight resistance of her body as he burrowed in deeper.  Her
legs parted, giving him better access and perhaps to ease the
pressure of his enormous manhood.  Carl wanted to make love their
first time, but his senses were overpowered and within thirty
seconds of entering her, his cock began jerking wildly, flooding
her hungry tissues with his incestuous semen.

He was so aroused that he didn't let the orgasm stop him and
began moving his hips again, careful not to go too deep inside of
her.  No matter how wide her pussy was, she was still only twelve
and not very deep.  Fighting the urge to pound her hard, he held
himself above her, watching her pretty face contort with every
powerful push.  Every third or fourth thrust went in too far
eliciting a squeal from her in the process.  He eased off
briefly, only to resume his strong jabs in the same style as he
did with Theresa.

She was incredibly tight and squeezed his cock like a pair of new
leather gloves.  His hips were a blur as he quickened his pace,
driving his cock faster inside of her than anyone else in years.
She was new, young and exciting, nothing like his clingy old
wife.  Once again he felt himself getting close.  He wanted to
hold back so that he could enjoy the sensation more, but rejected
the notion.  Why should he deny himself of this pleasure?  After
all he'll be able to fuck her any time he wants to for the next
two months.

A loud moan reverberated inside the large master bedroom as he
slammed his thighs into hers, his cock exploding uncontrollably
deep inside of her.  She winced when the bulbous end crashed into
her cervix, pushing the tender organ up into her stomach.  He was
big, strong, and aggressive.  She could feel his meaty appendage
jerking and throbbing inside of her, filling her adolescent
cavity with another load of his cum.

Her face was turned to the side, his hairy chest heavy on her
cheek.  She took short, shallow breaths as his much larger size
seemed to crush her lungs. Her eyes focused on the dark brown
hair sprouting from arm pits and swallowed hard seeing the beads
of sweat racing down his biceps.

Finally after what seemed like hours his cock stopped moving
inside of her and she felt it growing softer. It was still larger
than any of the boys she'd had sex with, but at least it wasn't
stretching her insides like before. He was panting hard from his
exertions, his sweaty body feeling wet and sticky on top of her.
Rising, he balanced himself on straight arms to peer down at his
daughter.  She was so beautiful.

"You were incredible," he whispered craning his neck to kiss the
tip of his nose.  That had been the way he used to kiss her when
she was a little girl.  She smiled.  "I love you, Madison," he
added shifting his mouth lower to reach her lips.  She moaned,
unsure how to respond.  Noticing the clock he chuckled.  It had
only been eleven minutes since he first entered her and he's
already cum twice.  That's has to be a new record for him.

Slipping his hands under the small of her back he rolled over,
pulling her along with him.  She was so light he had no problem
getting her over. His cock flopped out in the process, uncorking
her throbbing hole, releasing a torrent of fresh cum onto his
pubes.  He could feel the wetness soaking through to his skin,
but he didn't care.  He just fucked his daughter and he was
satisfied.  The world could end right now and he would feel
fulfilled.

Leisurely he traced large circles along her back, starting from
the nape of her neck to the crack of her ass.  Softly she panted,
taking small, rhythmic breaths as her heart finally slowed.  Her
skin was moist, but not drenched like his.  Her face rested on
his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his breathing.  It
was as if he had just run a race as his heart was pounding in her
ear.

"Did you enjoy that?" he asked hoping for the best.  Slowly she
nodded.  That was good enough for now.  She'll lean to enjoy
making love to him soon enough.  His fingers made smaller and
smaller circles, concentrating mostly along her tailbone. 
Periodically his finger followed the crack of her ass until it
made contact with her little rosebud.  The first few times she
didn't respond so he applied pressure, trying to worm his index
finger inside.  Gasping she raised her head to look at him.

"Daddy what are you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your finger is going inside my butt hole."

"I know, Princess.  A lot of girls like anal sex and I think
you'll be one of them.  Has anyone ever fucked you in the ass?"

"WHAT?!?  NO!  Why would they want to do that?  Poop comes out of
there, that's gross!"

"It's not `gross', Honey.  You'd be surprised at how many women
love it.  Your mom likes it," he informed her smiling.  Wrinkling
her nose he twisted her mouth.  That wasn't exactly true as
Theresa would never allow him back there.  He was too big and she
feared injury and the pain.  Just because his wife wouldn't let
him doesn't mean his daughter won't.  It will just take some time
to get her used to the idea.  Plus he'll need to have her start
stretching her ass like she did her pussy before he can try.  His
cock surged at the thought.

"Princess Daddy wants you to suck his cock again.  Will you do
that?"

"Huh?" she asked unsure she heard correctly.

"Suck my cock, just like you did a while ago.  It felt really
nice.  You do it so well," he added giving her shoulders a slight
push.  She swallowed hard before sliding down his slippery body
until she came into contact with his cock.  It was tucked between
his legs and flopped over his balls like a deflated fire hose. 
Getting her fingers around it, she lifted it, feeling it twitch
inside of her hand.  It was slimy and had a pearl-sized white
bead resting on the tip.

"It's dirty," she whined looking back at his face.

"It's only cum.  I know you've tasted cum before so just do it."
She gave him a strange look.  How did he know about that?  Carl
lifted his hips, causing the tip of his swelling cock to hit the
left side of her jaw.  Opening her mouth she pushed the stout
flesh into her mouth before enclosing it with her lips.  She
sucked, tasting the saltiness of his cum.

Getting a ham-sized hand behind her head he slowly rocked it back
and forth, pushing it just a little deeper each time as it
continued growing.  Struggling to keep up, she lifted her body,
supporting them on outstretched arms as the girth soon became
almost too large to keep inside of her mouth.  The first time she
gagged he lifted his head to make sure she was okay and noticed
the pool of sperm matted in his pubic hair.
"Lick off this cum," he said using the finger from his other hand
to point it out." She stopped sucking and looked at him.  "Come
on, Madison, it's only cum. I'll bet you've swallowed a lot of it
lately, right?"  She didn't answer but pulled her mouth away from
his cock and stared at the glistening goo.  She never really saw
it like this before.  Every time she was having sex they either
wore a condom or came inside of her mouth.  She never had a
chance to see it this close.

"Hurry up already," he urged noticing her hesitation. Slowly she
extended her tongue and touched the tip of it to the white slime.
 It was a little cooler than what she remembered and was getting
cloudy.  Carl pulled her face a little closer.  "Its okay, Honey,
just think of it as ice cream."  Pressing her lips to the larges
puddle she sucked slightly, drawing in a large amount into her
mouth.  Wrenching at first she swallowed hard, clearing her
throat of the slippery liquid.

"Great job, Maddie, now clean the rest of it," he insisted
calling her by the name he called her when she was very young. 
Placing a second pillow under his head to watch her he was
startled when the telephone rang.  Both jumped, staring at each
other.  Gingerly he reached for it.

"Hello?" he asked without checking the ID.

"I made it okay," Theresa said panting as if she was out of
breath.  "I'm at the hospital now and we're about to go check on
mom."

"That's great, Honey," he replied with a strained voice.  "I'm
glad to hear," he added staring down at their daughter holding
his erection and licking his cum off of him.  Thank God she
wasn't able to see what was going on.

"Is everything okay?" she asked as it didn't seem like it was
Carl.  It was his voice but he seemed different somehow.

"Yes, Honey, everything's fine," he told her noticing a clear
globule of precum running down the top of his cock head.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh, working, as usual."

"Where's Madison?"

"She's, uh, eating something right now," he replied smiling about
his pun.

"Make sure she stays home, I don't want her running all over the
neighborhood again."

"Don't worry, Honey, I'll make sure she stays home and she will
spend a lot of time in bed," he said winking at Madison.

"That won't be necessary, just make sure you keep an eye on her.
She's been acting very strange these past few months."

"I know, don't worry, Honey, I'm on top of it, I promise," he
said winking at Madison.

"Dad is waiting for my by the elevators so I have to go.  Give
Madison a kiss goodnight for me and don't work too hard."

"I can't help it, Honey.  You know I'm always working hard!"

"Yes, I know.  Too bad you're not working hard for me," she
huffed, semi-joking.  They said their goodbyes and he hung up,
smiling at his daughter.

"Your mom wants me to stay on top of you," he said reaching for
her arms.  "But I think this time I want you on top of me."

Every time she had sex the guy was on top of her so being on top
of her father felt strange.  His cock was hard once again and
ready for her, but he had to give her guidance on what to do. 
Soon she was kneeling above his hips, her back straight while
holding his erection at full staff.  Pointing it to her reddened
slit her hole engulfed the head, as it extended her opening to
accommodate the large size.  She grunted as it pushed further
inside.

With his head propped up, he remained still, his tall body lying
flat while her thin legs straddled his hips as if she was riding
a pony.  Like a first grade teacher he began instructing her on
what to do.  How to move her hips, how to thrust her body, how to
position her hands and legs and the amount of speed.  As she
tired he assisted by holding her waist and using her like a
fuck-doll, bouncing her body up and down on his cock.

Both grunted and moaned as his cock ricocheted off of her
insides, causing wet suction sounds to fill the room.  She grew
weak and her movements slowed just a Carl was reaching his peak.
Holding her by the hips he began pumping her up and down,
finishing the job she had started.  She felt incredible and he
was almost ready to cum for the third time inside of her.

Like a rag doll he thrashed her about, thrusting upward to meet
the forceful strokes he had started, using her body for his own
pleasure.  For months he has wanted to fuck her but never thought
it would happen.  He was too big and she was too young but the
major obstacle to his desire for her was that she was his
daughter.  That seemed no longer to be a problem.

Arching his back, her knees rose from the bed as his cock once
again blasted deep inside of her. He could feel his cock jerking
hard, shifting her insides about as if stirring a thick stew. 
She grunted, her hands grasping his chest for support.  He was
fully inside of her as she could feel it deeper than ever before.
His spasms were constant and strong, feeling like the metrical
tapping of a drummer's foot petal.

Satiated Carl collapsed, dropping to the bed like a wounded
bison.  Madison grunted from the impact, falling forward onto his
chest and stomach panting.  Both were exhausted and neither could
move.  Wrapping his burly arms round her torso he pulled her
tighter to him, basking in the blissful sensation of making love
to such a beautiful young girl.  Exhausted, he shut his eyes
feeling his cock slowly slipping from its saturated nest until
only the head remained inside.  Sighing he fell asleep holding
his new lover tight against his body.

***

The room was dim when he awoke.  Shaking his head to fully
awaken, he felt odd about his surroundings.  He was in his own
bed but something was different.  The memories of fucking Madison
seemed like a distant dream.  His body was clammy and sticky, his
throat was dry and he had a strange taste in his mouth.  Reaching
for the lamp the room quickly filled with the soft light of a 40
watt bulb.  Taking a deep breath he looked at the slumbering body
beside him partially hidden by the sheet.  It was Madison. 
Gently he pulled the covers away, exposing her lean young body.

She was on her side, her back to him and her knees slightly bent.
 Her long brown hair partly covered her face but that wasn't what
he was interested in.  Her spine was pronounced, each vertebra
clearly visible from the top of her shoulders almost to the crack
of her ass.  Her skin was clear and smooth, softer than anything
he could image.  She lacked definition around her hips as her
boyish waist eased into her thighs without distinction.

With her legs pulled tight, the cheeks of her ass seemed firmer
and a bit higher than usual.  It could be the way she was lying
or perhaps his imagination.  She stirred and he swallowed hard. 
A steady trickle of liquids leaked from just beyond her buttocks
and he smiled.  A large wet spot beneath her gave testimony to
the amount of cum he had pumped into her body this afternoon. 
Reaching down he stroked his bloated manhood.  It was rock hard
once again and ready for more of her.  He eased her onto her
back, smiling as her eyes fluttered open like the wings of a
newly emerged butterfly.

"Hello my princess," he whispered shifting his body.  Rubbing her
eyes she looked into the lustful eyes of her father as his mouth
quickly found hers.  She expected that it would happen again, but
didn't realize it would be so soon.  His hand grasped her wrist
and pulled her arm lower; bring it into contact with his cock. 
Sighing she squeezed it knowing that was what he wanted.  He
moaned into her mouth before filling her oral cavity with his
squirming tongue.

She had French kissed a few times but it was nothing like this. 
None of the boys really knew what they were doing but it was
obvious that her father did.  His fingers searched for her tender
slit, as he gingerly inserted his middle finger.  She moaned into
his mouth, battling his tongue with hers for oral dominance.  He
broke off their embrace and smiled down at her.

"Let's make love again," he whispered kissing the tip of her
nose.

Though sore she didn't deny him and spread her legs as he shifted
his larger body above her.  She was slippery and wet making it
difficult for him to easily locate the small opening.  With a
gasp her body tensed as the swollen head pushed inside of her
like a charging bull.  Her hands held his forearms while he
rocked her body back and forth, pushing his stiff manhood to the
deepest part of her soul.

The longest they had made love was about nine minutes and she
hoped it wouldn't take as long this time.  Her privates burned
and his engorged cock stretched her more than she could ever
remember.  Even though he was about the same size as the dildo,
she controlled its movements and how deep it went inside.  Should
didn't have that luxury with her father as his cock repeatedly
pillaged between her legs.  Her fingers held his skin tighter as
his pace quickened.

With her head turned to the side she watched the digital clock on
the nightstand slowly changing numbers.  It was 7:48 when she
first looked and now it was 7:55 with no sign of stopping.  The
only sounds in the room were their grunts and moans and the
steady smacking noises of their union.  She was numb deep inside
as the repetitive pounding of her insides desensitized anything
his cock came into contact with.

The massive headboard began tapping against the wall as his tempo
further increased.  She shut her eyes, feeling the back and forth
jarring of her body as he slammed into it like a tackling dummy.
She wasn't sure how deep he was going as she couldn't feel
anything below her waist.  The clock became a blur as her head
bounced back and forth from his efforts.  She closed her eyes.

Her father roared above her head, his voice ringing inside of
head as his body stiffened.  She knew that he was cumming but
could hardly feel his cock twitching within her.  Slowly she
eased her grip on his arm as his movements slowed to a stop.  He
was drenched and his sweat rained down upon her like the start of
a summer rain.  He jabbed his cock into her two more times,
growling as he finished cumming, spewing the last of his seeds
into her body before remaining still, panting above her.  It was
8:02 and he was at last finished.

"Damn, Madison, you're getting better each time we make love," he
whispered slowly easing himself away from her.  She groaned as
the bulbous head popped free of her tender slit, releasing a
torrent of warm gel.  Carl quickly covered it with his hand,
reaching for a pillow.

"Lift your ass," he instructed holding the fluffy pillow next to
her leg.  Digging her feet into the mattress she raised her body,
feeling his hand moving with her.  Shoving it under her butt, he
instructed her to relax and keep her ass up.  The pillow under
her raised her hips about eight inches, making it uncomfortable
but she didn't complain.

"Why did you do that?" she asked.

"You're leaking cum all over the bed.  This will help keep it
inside of you."

"I can go clean up," she offered starting to sit up.  Carl
stopped her.

"No, Honey, you just rest for now.  You've had a busy day and I'm
sure you're tired.  Just stay like that until I return."

"Where are you going?"

"To pee and get some water.  You really drained me," he said
leaning over to kiss her.  She smiled.

Madison glanced around the room while he was gone.  Her mother
never allowed her to play in here and always told her to leave
when she was there.  It was strange being in `her' room, in `her'
bed and having sex with `her' husband.  She had to chuckle at
that.  Even with her hips thrust upward she could still feel
something dripped down the crack of her butt.  As sore as she was
she hoped that it wasn't blood and reached to touch it with her
hand.  It was all white and slimy.  No blood.  Wiping her hand on
the pillow she sighed and thought of Matt.

"Missed me?" she heard her father's voice from the doorway and
turned to see him heading toward her carrying a glass of water. 
She smiled, trying to sit up.  "Hold on, I didn't say you could
get up.  Just stay there for a while."

"How can I drink?"

"Lift your head, I'll pour it," he said getting his hand under
her neck.  "I'll help you."  She was very thirsty but the angle
was too awkward to drink much.  He set the glass down and stood
next to the bed looking at her.  "You really are beautiful, you
know that?"  She didn't answer.  "I think we need to raise your
ass higher," he informed her noticing the trickle of cum was
still present.  Reaching for another pillow he grabbed her legs
from under the knees and lifted her, struggling to get the second
pillow under her

"There, much better," he added going around to the other side.

"This is uncomfortable."

"Yea, I know but it's necessary."

"I could just clean up."

"No, that's not necessary.  Just stay like that for a few more
minutes and everything will be okay," he said lying beside her,
his face next to hers with a big grin.  "Tell the truth, Honey,
did you enjoy our love making?"  She didn't really as he was too
big to feel good but she wasn't about to say that.  Slowly she
nodded, glancing past his shoulder toward the clock.  Matt was
probably waiting to talk to her.

"I'm glad," he said placing his cheek against her chest.  His
left hand began tracing circles along her abdomen, slowly zeroing
in on her navel like the eddy of a emptying bathtub.

"Too bad you can't have a baby," he said listening to her steady
breathing.

"HUH?" she called out not sure she heard him correctly.

"Wouldn't you like to have a baby?"

"NO!"

"Why not?  I think I would be great!"

"Daddy!  I'm only twelve!"

"You'd be thirteen when the baby's born.  That is if you got
pregnant now."

"I won't."

"You're right.  I was just thinking out loud," he said lifting
his head to smile at her.  "I've always wanted a son, you know. 
No offense, I'm delighted you're my daughter, even more so after
today, but a man needs a son."

"Why don't you and momma have another one?"

"It's complicated.  She had some problems while she was pregnant
with you and she had to have a partial hysterectomy.  She can't
have any more or believe me; you'd have about five or six
brothers and sisters right now!"

"I guess I'm lucky then, huh?"

"What do you mean?"

"That you can't get me pregnant," she replied gloating over her
knowledge of incestuous sex.

"Yea, but I still want a son.  I need a son.  Someone to throw a
ball with and to teach him all about football.  I was a great
player, you know, but an injury took me out for good.  If I had a
son he could carry on my legacy and finish where I left off! He'd
be a great player."

"You can adopt."

"It's not the same.  He needs to have my genes to truly be my
son.  Besides, how could I be sure he'll be a great ball player
if he's not mine?  He could be some nerd or computer geek or
something lame like that.  No my son needs my DNA to be *MY*
son."

"I dunno, Dad.  Have you talked to mom about this?"

"No.  I never wanted her to feel bad about not giving me what I
wanted.  She's known since the very beginning that I wanted at
least one boy, maybe two.  After what happened I couldn't bring
myself to talk about it.  There would be no point as there's
nothing she can do."

"Don't be upset, Dad, maybe one day they can do something about
it.  My teacher told us last week that they're able to clone
animals so maybe one day they can do that for you," she tried to
reassure him with a smile.  He smiled back, kissing her left
nipple.

"Well, on a different note, I have a present for you."

"REALLY!?!  A present?" she asked excitedly.

"Yes, a really big present," he said pulling himself to sit up. 
"See," he added waving his newly enlarged cock at her.  With a
deep sigh she spread her legs.  After all this is for Matt.

***

He was finally asleep.  Madison lay beside him feeling her heart
racing within her chest.  It was almost ten o'clock and they had
just finished having sex for the fifth time.  She didn't dare
move once he rolled over until she heard him snoring.  If he woke
up again he might want to have sex with her again and she was
very sore.

Slowly she eased out of bed feeling the surge of fluids pouring
out from between her legs.  Holding her hand over her crack she
made her way toward the bathroom to clean up.  Besides she really
needed to pee.  From the doorway she looked back at her father. 
Matt was right, he did want to have sex with her.  Silently she
slipped into the hall slowly making her to her bathroom.

Thought slitted eyes Carl watched as she quietly left, hobbling
as she tried her hardest to remain silent.  He smiled knowing
where she was heading.  It was 10 pm and time for her nightly
rendezvous with Matt.  Sitting up he heard the sound of the
toilet and slid his legs from bed.  For the first time in hours
his cock was flaccid but very sore.  Those pills worked wonders
in keeping him hard but it came at a price.  He'd just have to
get accustomed to the discomfort.

Peeking down the hall he noticed the bathroom door was still
closed and hurriedly rushed down the hall into his office,
locking the door just in case she checked on him.  This was a
crucial point in their relationship and one screw-up could bring
his house of card crashing down.  Powering on his computer he
waited until it finally booted up.  Signing on he waited. 
Madison wasn't on yet.

The five minutes it took seemed like eternity but finally Madison
signed on, bringing a feeling of relief.  She quickly typed to
him an introduction followed by a smiling face.

"Call me," he typed reaching for his phone.

"Did you do it?" he asked after feeling the first vibration of
the phone.

"Yes."

"GREAT!!!  How was it?"

"Okay, I guess but he's really big."

"My size?"

"Yea, I think so.  He's really really big."

"That's great, Babe!"

"Great?  I'm so sore I can hardly walk right now!"

"You'll get over it, trust me.  The important thing is that we
found our perfect surrogate lover!"

"What do you mean?"

"He loves you and you love him, just like you and me and he has
the same size cock as me so it's just like you and I making love
when you make love to him.  And the best part is you don't have
to go out looking for any more guys, he's right there!"

"But he's my dad!"

"I know and that's what makes it better.  When you and I finally
get to make love, I don't want to wear a condom but there will be
a risk of me getting you pregnant.  With your dad he can't get
you pregnant so you can do it all the time and not have to worry
about it!"  She didn't respond right away. "Hello?"

"I'm here.  I'm just thinking about it."

"Thinking about what?"

"This whole thing.  It's kinda weird."

"How?"

"Matt, he's my *DAD*.  I'm not supposed to have sex with my dad.
It's weird."

"Princess, don't think of him as your dad.  Think of him as me. 
He's just standing in for me.  He's my surrogate.  We've talked
about this before, Babe.  Anytime it starts to feel weird, just
shut your eyes and think of me because in a way, it *is* me
making love to you, not him.  Physically it's him, but
emotionally it's me.  In our hearts it's me.  It's the only way
we can be together right now.  When I turn sixteen I can get my
license and I'll drive out there and we'll be together forever
but for now, it has to be this way.  It's the only way,
understand?"

"Yea, I guess but your birthday is four months away!"

"I know but that's all I can do for now.  I don't have another
way to get to you or believe me I'd be there already!  Now I
don't want to hear any more craziness coming from you about this.
 You wouldn't be acting all weird if it was me that just made
love to you, right?"

"No, but it would be you, not him."

"Madison you're not getting it... it *IS* me making love to you,
not him.  I'm just borrowing his cock for now because I can't
give you mine.  Don't think of him as your father, think of him
as me and it will go a lot easier."

"I'll try."

"That's all I'm asking.  Just close your eyes and picture me
making love to you because that's what I want to do in real life
but I can't right now."

"Okay."

"Now, when you make love to him are you into it or do you just
lay there and let him do all the work?"

"I dunno, I guess he does it mostly."

"That's not what I want to hear, Babe.  I want you to make love
to me like I'm making love to you.  I want you to act like he's
me and fuck him the same way you'd fuck me.  I want you to move
your hips and grunt and wrap your arms and legs about me."

"You mean him?"

"Yea, him.  Can you do that?"

"I'm not sure I know how."

"What do you mean, Madison?  You've already fucked sixty
different guys, surely you know what you're doing."

"Mostly I just lay there and let them fuck me.  I didn't really
do anything."

"I wish I'd known that before because I don't like the sound of
that.  When two people have sex BOTH are supposed to be involved,
not just one.  I want us to make love together, not just him
fucking you, okay?"

"What do I do?"

"Have you ever watched a porno?"

"A what?"

"A porno.  A fuck flick.  Movies where people screw."

"Oh, you mean a dirty movie!"

"Yea, a dirty movie.  Have you seen one?"

"No."

"Ask your dad to let you watch a few.  I'm sure he has some
because he's a guy.  Guys like that kinda shit.  If he doesn't
have any ask him to download a few from the net.  Just pay
attention to what the girls do in them and do the same thing to
me, uh, your dad."

"I'll try."

"Great, Babe, you've made me very happy!"

"You made me happy too, Matt.  I can't wait to see you for real 
We'll be together forever, right?"

"Of course, Princess.  Forever.  But please be careful not to do
anything with him while your mom is around.  She can never find
out about this, got it?"

"Yea, I know but she's not home right now.  She's at my
grandmother's."

"Perfect!  Now do what I said, I gotta go now my mom is calling
me.  Remember you're my special girl and I want to make love to
you as often as I can so you need to let your dad to the same,
understand?"

"Yea, I know Matt.  I'll do it I promise."

"Goodnight Princess, I love you."

"I love you too, Matt," she replied giggling.

Carl hung the phone up and signed off of the computer, sighing
deeply.  This was going better than planned.  His damp naked body
stuck to the vinyl office chair making it difficult to stand. 
Rising he made his way toward the door, his newly developed
erection leading the way.   Shutting off the light he softly
closed the door, heading for Madison's room.

She was lying on her stomach, closing her computer when he opened
the door. She turned to face him.

"There you are, I was looking all over for you," he said filling
the door frame.  Madison swallowed hard noticing his fully erect
cock was pointing at her.  He will want to have sex again. 
Moving to sit next to her he gently stroked her hair.  "Who were
you talking to?"

"My friend," stated downplaying his importance.

"Your `boyfriend'?"  She didn't respond.  "Maddie can I tell you
something?" he asked leaning closer.  "You've made me the
happiest man alive," he said kissing her cheek.  She grinned
knowing what it was she did to make him so happy.  Using two
fingers he turned her face toward him he and kissed her soft
lips.

"It's okay to have a boyfriend, you know.  You don't have to hide
it.  I had a girlfriend when I was your age."

"Really?"

"Yep.  And I gotta tell you we fucked like rabbits all the time,"
he said winking.  She gave him a shocked expression.  "Her name
was Stacy and you remind me a lot of her."  Madison turned away
feeling uncomfortable talking about this to her father.

"What's your boyfriend's name?"  She didn't reply.  "I know you
have one, Maddie so you don't have to hide it from me."

"How... how did you know?"

"You're not a virgin; far from it I'd say by how easy it was to
fuck you.  I'll bet he's got a big cock too, huh?"  She slowly
nodded.  "I thought so," he said smiling.  "You're a real size
queen, aren't you?  Or should I say size princess," he corrected
with a chuckle.  She sat up next to him facing the doorway.  "Are
you going to tell me?"

"Tell you what?" she asked facing him.

"His name.  What's his name?"  Her attention quickly shifted to
her hands nervously wringing on her lap.  Even though they just
had sex several times she didn't feel comfortable talking about
this to him.  He asked again.

"Matt," she mumbled.

"Matt?  That's a great name.  Does he go to your school?"  She
shook her head.  "Where do you know him?"

"Internet."

"Does he live close by?"  She nodded.

"How many times have you fucked him?"

She wasn't sure how to answer.  Technically it was none but every
time she had sex with another boy, including her father, it was
like having sex with Matt.  She shrugged her shoulders.

"That's okay if you don't know.  I'm sure it was a lot and you
enjoyed it, right?" he asked tilting her chin upward to see her
face.  "Just like you enjoyed what we did, right?"  She slowly
nodded.

"I think from now on whenever we fuck I want to call you Stacy. 
That way it will be like I'm making love to my first girlfriend
and not to my daughter.  You can call me Matt if you want to.  It
might be easier for you if you do that."  Again she nodded.  He
stood smiling down at her.

"Now, let's go make love again," he told her as if making a
statement.  Bending over he took her into his arms and carried
her to the hallway, stopping at the door before walking through.
"Turn off the light; you won't be coming back in here for a
while."

***

"Call me Matt!" he grunted into her ear while thrusting hard
inside of her.  Her eyes were screwed tightly closed and her
fists clutched the loose comforter while her body jerked back and
forth from his blows.  "Move your ass more and say my name!" he
shouted no longer making it a request.  "Tell me to fuck you
harder, Stacy!"

"Fuck... me... harder... Matt," she murmured her voice cracking
as she spoke.  It only took another dozen strokes before his cock
began breaking apart, spewing forth his incestuous seed straight
into her womb.  She held tightly to the blanket as his cock
twitched and jerked inside, further wetting her tissues.

His movements slowed to a stop and he remained on top of her
gasping for air.  He truly exerted himself this time with her. 
Rolling onto his side he panted, reaching over to hold the back
of her hand.

"Matt is a lucky guy," he said wheezing. "I'd be honored if you
were my girlfriend."  She didn't respond.  "But I feel it's my
duty to teach you the proper way to make love."  Again nothing
came from her.  "I'm sure Matt wouldn't want to marry a girl who
didn't know how to please him, right?"  He was hinting around for
her to ask about the porn but she wasn't doing it, causing him to
become frustrated.

"Maybe we'll just keep practicing until we get it right.  What do
you think?"

"Daddy, um, do you have any, uh, movies I can watch?"

"Movies? What sort of movies?"

"You know, uh, the ones where people do things.  Things like we
just did."

"PORN?!?  You want to watch porn?  Madison you're only
twelve-years-old, I can't show you porn!  I can get into a lot of
trouble!" He said stoically, fighting to keep from laughing.  The
expression on her face was priceless.  For a minute there he
thought she was about to cry.

"I'm just kidding, Honey," he assured her leaning over to kiss
her.  "What we just did is a hundred times worse than showing you
porn!  That brings me to another point, Princess, you can never
tell *ANYONE* about what we're doing, understand?  Not even Matt.
 No one can know of this or they'll take me away and we'll never
see each other ever again.  You and your mom will be all alone
and of course you'll have to move because we won't be able to
afford the house any more so it's very important to never speak
of this, okay?"  She nodded swallowing hard.

She didn't want to tell him that Matt already knew.  It was his
idea to do this in the first place.  He wouldn't tell anyone, she
was sure of it but she didn't want her father to know that
someone else knew they were having sex.  He noticed she seemed
distracted and snapped his fingers in front of her face.

"Earth to Maddie, Earth to Maddie," he joked.  She smiled at him.
 "I have over a hundred movies on my computer.  Your mother
doesn't know about them or she'll freak out.  I'll get it, wait
right here," he told her slipping out of bed.  She watched his
naked muscular form walking away from her.

Unplugging his computer he carried the laptop into the other
room, grabbing the cell phone in the process.  He'll never know
when he might need it and with Theresa gone, there wasn't a
chance of her finding out about it.  She still seemed a little
nervous about this so he sat with her first, putting his arm
around her shoulders.

"Are you okay with looking at this stuff?"  She nodded glancing
at his lap to notice his semi-flaccid cock.  It wasn't hard yet
so they probably wouldn't have sex for a while, or so she
thought.  He plugged the cord in and sat next to her, propping up
his pillow.

"You can look at these anytime you want, you don't have to ask
me.  I also have several sites saved under my favorite if you
want to look at any others.  Here is where they are," he told her
clicking on the file labeled `videos'.  Inside were several
folders.  "I keep them sorted so if you know what you're looking
for, you can find it easily.  See, this one says `Anal' which
means the girl gets fucked in the ass.  "`Asian' is Oriental
girls, `Creampie' is where the guy, or guys, cum inside of some
slut.  Others are `gangbang', that's where a lot of guys fuck one
girl and `gokkun' is where she swallows a shit-load of cum,
and..."

"You skipped one.  What's this one?"

"`Best' is short for bestiality, which is sex with animals.  You
probably don't want to watch those.  At least not right away. 
Maybe in a week or two when you've seen all the others."

"SEX WITH ANIMALS?!?!  Who does that?  That's gross!"

"Don't knock it until you've tried it.  Now I do have a few not
on my computer that I'll show you later.  I keep them on a flash
drive hidden in my office."

"Why aren't they on your computer?"

"Because the girls are your age or younger and I can't get caught
with those.  Just watch these for now and we'll go to the next
level later.  Click on `teen' and start there.  Some of the girls
look really young but they're all eighteen, or so they claim," he
said winking.

Carl noticed that he wasn't breathing as she double clicked on
the file the instructed her to and watched as she read over the
titles, most of which she didn't understand.  His hands were
shaking as she scrolled down, revealing more movies.

"Just start at the top and work your way down.  Some are vanilla
but most are pretty raunchy.  She didn't respond as the video
player opened and the first movie began to play.  The scene
opened with a zoomed close up of a pink pussy, labia parted and
two fingers, capped with long, white nails, fucked slowly into
the gash.  It panned back, showing the dyed blonde whore
fingering herself while moaning as if it was the best sensation
she ever experienced.

"I think we should act out what we see, what do you think?" he
asked placing his hand over hers and guiding it between her legs.
 She didn't move at first but then slowly rubbed them back and
forth over her puffy slit.  "Yea, that's it.  Now moan like her,
okay?" he said smiling as she barked like a baby seal.  It was a
start.  "Yea, Stacy, just like that.  Play with that baby cunt of
yours.  Mmmm that looks good.  Push it in deeper!" he urged,
adjusting his growing cock.

When the scene began of her giving a blowjob to a white guy Carl
laid flat on the bed and had her lay perpendicular to him on the
left with the computer next to his right leg.  The one bad thing
for Madison was the actress was able to deep-throat her on-screen
lover while she was hardly able to get half of her father's cock
into her mouth.  He insisted she keep trying.

That scene ended with her swallowing a huge load of cum, but Carl
didn't want to cum, not now and had her stop until the girl was
in the next scene getting fucked by a black guy.  Putting Madison
on her back he crawled between her legs and pushed himself into
her, matching stroke for stroke with the action on the screen.

"Look at what she's doing, Maddie, and follow along.  Do you see
how her heels are dug into the mattress and she's thrusting her
hips upward.  You do that," he said slowing his pace as he was
about to cum.  "Yea, that's it, but do it harder, really fuck me
back!  Now dig your nails into my back, not too hard but enough
to let me know you're enjoying it and don't forget to moan,
Honey, that's just as important as knowing how to fuck!"

Holding himself steady above her he allowed her to do all the
work.  Her small rounded ass bounced up and down like Kobe
dribbling down court.  He was too far away from her to reach his
back, but her nails dug into his side as her childish voice
grunted loudly like a child prostitute urging her client to cum
was too much for him.  Cumming hard he flooded her pussy once
again with his sperm, adding to her already saturated cavity.

He remained perfectly still, allowing her to continue thrusting
her hips as she milked him for all that he could give her.  His
cock was still twitching even after he finished, but there just
wasn't any more to give her.  Exhausted he collapsed on top of
her, crushing her beneath his weight as he gasped for air.  Her
squirming under him to get free made his chuckle.

"You just can't get enough of my cock, eh?" he asked lifting his
torso to see her.  She half grinned drawing in a deep breath of
air as he rolled off of her.  "That was great, Honey," he added
craning his head to kiss her left nipple.  Reaching between her
legs he pushed a finger into her sore fissure and felt the
excessive moisture.  He raised his finger to show her and smiled.

"You're full of cum, aren't you Maddie?" he said making it sound
more like a statement.  Her vision focused on the slime slowly
slithering down past his second knuckle before turning away.
"Lift your ass, I don't want to get this stuff on the bed," he
said reaching for the pillow with the large wet spot.  Thrusting
her hips high he slipped it under her hoping to keep most if it
inside.  Sitting up he stared at her while her smooth stomach
rose and fell from exhaustion.  Two months of this may be too
much for him but he'll have to wait and see.

"Are you hungry?  I'm starved," he said glancing toward the
clock.  It was just after 11 o'clock and he hadn't eaten since
lunch time with Theresa.  "All that love making is making me
hungry!" he said swinging his legs to get out of bed.  "Put on
another movie and I'll make us something to eat.  You've got to
keep your strength up you know," he added with a wink.  She
watched as he left the room, waiting until he was gone before
reaching for the computer and clicking on the second movie in the
list.

The next teen movie had a skinny blond girl dancing naked around
two men while they fondled her body.  She felt a cold chill down
her spin remembering the first time she had sex with two guys at
the same time.  Her eyes stayed glued on the screen until the
young whore flopped onto an overstuffed sofa and began fingering
herself, pushing three fingers from each hand inside.
With a deep sigh Madison reached for her raw slit and slid as
many fingers inside that would comfortably fit and soon she was
able to match that of the girl in the movie.  This is what Matt
wanted and her father suggested she act out what she saw on the
screen.  The blond began stabbing herself fast and hard with her
slippery fingers and Madison followed suit.

"Now that's what I like to see," she froze when she heard her
father's voice from the doorway.  "I came up to see what you
wanted to eat but now that I see what you're up to, let's forget
about eating right now and worry about our pleasure," he added
crossing the room with a toothy smile.

Removing her goo-covered fingers from her gash she watched as her
father knelt on the bed next to her, shifting his bulky weight
closer.  `It's making love to Matt,' she muttered parting her
legs with a smile.  `It's Matt,' she repeated to herself.

~~ end of chapter 4

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