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The best laid plans . . . sometimes work out OK
An Erotic Story
Linda Marshall felt the frantic surges of the rutting boy's
penis inside her vagina come to a shuddering halt; as the child
between her legs gave a final conclusively hard shove into her
deliciously abused sex. There was one last bulge in the swollen
member stretching her squeezing tunnel; as the 13-year-old boy
fucking her ejaculated one final thick ropy *splat* of incestuous
sperm into his own mother's sloppy wet vagina. Linda was almost
too fucked-out herself to fully appreciate the final twinges of
sensation from feeling her own son breeding her like some stud
horse. Still, she enjoyed the fact that HE was excited about it.
The woman patted her youngest son on the back, as he collapsed on
top of her, with his face buried in her bosom; too exhausted from
their frantic mating to even suck on the gorgeous breasts that
had so excited him earlier. The feeling of the barely-teenaged
boy's swollen prick slowly wilting in her flooded vagina, while
the few remaining drops of greasy cum slowly oozed out of it and
into her receptive belly (to join the even heavier deposits of
sperm left there earlier by him and his two older brothers) was
more soothing than erotic now. After four (or was it five)
frenzied climaxes with her two older sons, and one deliciously
long screw with the younger boy, Linda, for the first time in
almost five years, was finally satisfied sexually. The woman
decided that she was never going to go that long again.
"Thanks Joey," she said; cuddling the boy to her chest;
while his breathing slowly returned to normal. Linda kept her
legs wrapped around her son, so the boy would know he didn't have
to pull out. Just like with her other sons, Linda wasn't about
to hurry the youngest one by making him pull out before he had
enjoyed every last twinge of pleasure from being mated to his own
mother. If the boy got hard again, and started fucking her a
second time without pulling out, then she would be happy to
accommodate him, even though she really wasn't that interested in
sex herself any more, for the first time in way too long.
However, that didn't look like it would be the case after
the truly impressive bout of lovemaking they had just finished.
The 28 year old woman felt her son's prick slowly shrink, and
then finally ooze out of her vagina, when it was no longer big or
stiff enough to remain inside her.
"Uh, Joey," she said; hating to make the boy move; but
knowing she had to. "You'd better get off. If I don't do
something quick, there's going to be one horrible mess on the
bed."
Joseph Marshall (Joe to his friends, and Joey to his family)
sighed and rolled off the older woman. He didn't really want to;
but didn't have any excuse not to; as his prick was no longer
hard, and he had squirted every drop of sperm he had in him in
his mother's belly. It would probably be hours before the 13-
year-old could raise another erection. "Ooohh," he groaned, as
he lay panting on his back; barely aware of his mother's frantic
dash to the bathroom to clean up, and the interested gaze of his
two older brothers.
1
Jeff (No longer "Jeffy" now that he was 16) and Billy had
been quite surprised at their little brother's prowness; having
expected the younger boy to either be too young to get it up at
all, or too excited at fucking his own mother for the first time
to do more than just stick it in and squirt. Only their little
brother had done far better than either older boy had expected.
While he hadn't been able to cum two or three times like Billy,
and didn't have the 7" prick that Jeff had, and that seemed to
stimulate their mother in a way that neither of the smaller boys
did, the 13-year-old had managed to slide his swollen peter in
and out of the older woman for a deliciously long time before
filling her womb with almost as much thick white baby-making seed
as either of his two brothers. If their mother did "catch", like
she had hinted she might, then there was almost as good a chance
the baby would be Mark's, as it would be either of his two older
brothers. Somehow it hadn't seemed at all nasty or perverted to
watch the younger boy fucking his own mother, and ejaculating his
potent sperm in the woman's belly to join that already left there
by his older brothers. The frantic rutting of the boy as he
tried to breed his mother had seemed just right and fair after
they had both done it, rather than being obscene, or even erotic.
Even looking at the younger boy recovering on the bed, with his
prick now just a soft little dangle, and one last drop of cum
slowly oozing from the tip didn't seem nasty; just an earthy
reminder that the younger boy had left a lot more of that same
sticky white cum and sperm wriggling up in their mother's belly
to compete with theirs in the race to her waiting eggs. Instead
of feeling jealous of their younger brother, the two older boys
were proud of him for doing such a good job on his first time.
Linda arrived back from the bathroom before the bedroom
became a mutual-admiration-society, and the boys got all hung up
on congratulating each other. "Thanks boys," she said; including
all three in her thanks. "Now that you all know 'how to make a
baby', I'll expect you all to 'keep in practice' at least once or
twice a day." All four occupants of the room grinned at this.
Jeff couldn't help but start chuckling after a few seconds, and
shortly his two brothers and their mother were joining him in
howling laughter. The incestuous foursome was barely able to
think, when they became aware of the boys' eldest sister staring
at what must have looked like howling maniacs in her mother's
bedroom. The fact that all four older family members were stark
naked, didn't seem to be as strange as the way all of them were
clutching their sides with laughter, and barely able to talk.
"What's going on in here?" she asked. "What's so funny?"
Surprisingly, this brought on another gale of laughter, when
Joey barely managed to gasp, "Maybe we should show her." The
13-year-old didn't REALLY think it would be a good idea to "show"
their little sister "how to make a baby" like their mother had
just taught them . . . in fact, that's what made the idea so
hilarious.
"Oh, I don't know," said Linda; feeling an unexpected gush
of wetness between her legs, at the very idea. The older woman
could barely continue; wiping her eyes with the corner of the
sheet, as she tried to keep from choking with laughter. "That
might be a good idea."
2
Suddenly the room was silent, as all three boys stopped
laughing, and looked with astonishment at the woman grinning at
them while she continued, "in fact, I think it's a VERY good
idea. It wouldn't be fair to your sisters, if you boys all
learned 'how to make a baby' and they didn't."
"You mean . . . right now?" It wasn't clear which of the
boys said this, but they all looked inquisitively at their
mother.
Linda chuckled again; she couldn't help it. After draining
all three boys like that, it was doubtful that any of them would
have enough sperm left to do anything for at least three or four
hours. Still, the two older boys already had half-an-erection,
at the obscenely erotic and nasty thought of fucking their own
little sister. "Of course not," she said; getting a sigh from
all three boys. It wasn't clear whether this was a sigh of
relief or disappointment.
"I mean later on," she explained. "From now on, I don't
want you boys leaving your sisters out, when you have sex. It
isn't fair. So, when you get the chance, I want each of you boys
to show your sisters how to fuck and make a baby, just like I
showed you, OK?"
There was a stifled snigger from one of the older boys, but
all three managed to reply, "Yes Mom," without breaking into
laughter. Actually, the two older boys were almost in shock that
their mother would LET them "make love" to their little sister
(or was that sisters?) than humor or even horniness at the very
idea. Knowing (after their mother's lessons in 'how to make a
baby') just what happens to little girls, when boys do things
like that, the two older boys had fully expected the woman to
keep her sons away from the two younger girls so they didn't get
'knocked-up', rather than actually encourage them to try! Jeff
and Billy decided that their mother really WAS a perverted and
kinky bitch . . . and they wouldn't have it any other way. Joe
was just too happy to know he wouldn't get in trouble for
"playing' with his little sisters, to think of the consequences
(after all, he was only 13).
"So, from now on," continued Linda, expanding on the idea,
now that she had convinced herself, "I'll expect each of you boys
to help your little sisters out as often as you can." All four
older occupants of the room grinned at each other, while Jennifer
wondered just what kind of nuts the rest of the family was? For
sure, she would have a LOT to talk over with her little sister
that night.
Having another brilliant (to HER, anyway) idea, their mother
continued, "I'll have your father 'help out', whenever he can,
but mainly it will be up to you three boys to teach your sisters
about sex, and where babies come from, OK?"
Jennifer Marshall left the room in disgust, when all three
boys broke into another round of laughter at this. The
12-year-old brunette wasn't quite sure what her mother was
talking about; except it had something to do with sex (Jenny knew
that sex had a lot to do with the sensitive area between her legs
that she and her little sister liked to play with, but not much
more than that).
3
Whatever it was, the barely pubescent young girl figured
(after her mother's instructions) that at least one of her older
brothers WOULD show her . . . IF any of the idiots ever stopped
laughing, that is.
Jennifer had sensed the undercurrent of seriousness in her
mother's voice, and figured her brothers had too. One of them
WOULD show her whatever it was that they all found so amusing.
Something about 'making babies?' Jenny remembered that her
mother HAD promised to tell her about where babies came from,
since it had something to do with the blood that had been making
such a mess between her legs about once a month, until the older
woman showed both girls how to use a "sanitary napkin" to protect
their clothes. Only it seems that instead of telling her
directly, their mother had "passed the buck" on to her sons.
Jenny hoped that whichever one of the boys showed her, had
learned enough himself to do the job right. She needn't have
worried . . . all three boys had learned their lessons in "making
a baby" very well. In fact, even as she was arranging for her
daughters' "lessons" in doing the same thing, a swarm of black
wriggling tadpoles was at that moment reaching her egg in the
race to see which one of her sons was going to be lucky. Before
she finished shooing the children out of the bedroom, one of the
lusty wrigglers had expelled it's contents into the egg; locking
out all the others; and before nightfall a developing embryo was
drifting down her fallopian tube through the clouds of remaining
sperm; looking for the wall of her womb to implant itself in. It
would be two weeks before she knew; but from that moment on,
Linda was well and truly pregnant by her own son. Which one of
the boys had planted the baby in her belly wouldn't become
obvious until years later. Not that Linda cared; she was too
busy arranging for her girls to enjoy the same pleasures she had,
to care about which of the boys 'got lucky' with her. She loved
all three of them equally.
That night, when she told her husband about how she had
spent the day, the two had a frenzied lovemaking session like
they hadn't had since 9 months before Selena was born. George
was barely able to remember to slip on a condom like he had
agreed to, before filling his wife's needing vagina with thick
prick, like none of his sons could do (yet). Of course, it was
no longer needed, but neither partner knew that yet. It wouldn't
be until the end of the month, when Linda's "curse" didn't come
around, that they would be able to go back to having regular
unprotected sex. This had been the woman's price for arranging
to make her husband's wildest fantasy come true; and thus add
spice to what had started to become a very boring sex-life. If
things went as planned, after about a week there would be nothing
"boring" about the sex-life of ANY of the Marshall family
members. From then on, Linda had plans in place to make sure it
never DID become boring to any of them.
With the success of her first two plans, Linda didn't figure
there would be any trouble making the rest work out. She was
right. That night, the third plan fell into place.
4
About two hours after George fell asleep Linda heard the
sound she had been waiting for. It was only a subdued <click> of
a door closing, as one of the boys closed the door to their
bedroom; followed a few moment's later by a second <click>, as
the girls' bedroom door closed behind him.
Linda could no more sleep after that, than she could force
herself to stop what she figured was probably going on in the
bedroom the 10 and 12 year old little girls shared. Linda
couldn't have fallen asleep, if she drank a whole pitcher full of
seconal. The woman looked over at her husband snoozing so
soundly, and wished she could wake him up. Only she knew it
would be useless to try; as it might take an hour or two before
the really "interesting" stuff started; and after blowing that
giant wad in the condom, and then two even more erotic blowjobs
afterwards, Linda knew her husband would be racked-out for the
night; and probably wouldn't have any interest in sex for a day
or two. (Usually it would have been almost a week; seeing how
their sex-life had deteriorated; but Linda figured (rightly) that
all the new sexual goings-on around the house would probably
revive her husband's sex-drive to almost the levels they had when
they first got married. She giggled at the memory of the two of
them going at it like two minks for almost three years; producing
babies almost as fast as they could make them. Then somehow the
thrill had waned over the years, until now they did it more out
of a sense of "duty" to each other's horniness, than any real
arousal by the other.
Not that they didn't love each other, or even think the
other was sexy. It was just too much of the "same-old same-old"
that was doing them in. If they hadn't still thought of each
other as sexy and hadn't still been in love, neither partner
would have even thought of starting this scene with their kids;
let alone having his or her spouse do it. It had taken Linda and
George two frustrating months for her to get off the pill, while
he religiously avoided unprotected sex with her, before they
figured the timing was right for the woman to start by seducing
the eldest boy. Only the thought of what they were about to do
had increased their interest in each other; climaxing with that
magnificent performance of her husband after hearing that his
wife had managed to not only seduce Jeffrey, but both younger
boys all in the same incredible afternoon. Things were going
along at a breakneck pace; far faster than they had originally
intended; but Linda wasn't complaining, and neither was George.
With any luck, the horny woman figured her husband's "problem"
would be solved shortly, just like hers had already been. It no
longer looked as if it was going to take two or three weeks to
complete their plans, like they had originally expected . . .
Which was a relief to the woman looking down at the quietly
snoring figure of her husband. While oral and even anal sex can
be marginally satisfactory, there's nothing as truly satisfying
to a man as feeling his bare quivering prick squirting thick hot
baby-making seed into the welcoming young belly of a fertile
woman who not only doesn't mind if he gets her pregnant, but
actually wants to feel his baby kicking and squirming inside her.
Protected sex, even with the thinnest and most modern of
"sensitive" rubbers just isn't the same.
5
After feeling all three of her sons' lusty seed squirting in
her belly, Linda knew she wouldn't be able to resist taking her
husband "bareback" if something didn't happen to satisfy him
properly fairly soon. Hopefully, the signal she was waiting for
would be happening that very night, possibly even within the next
hour or so. It was.
Barely 15 minutes after the quiet sneak of one of the boys
down the hall, Linda heard a slight moan from the girl's bedroom,
and knew she was home free. You couldn't have put the woman to
sleep by hitting her over the head with a baseball bat now. She
only regretted that George wasn't awake to hear.
"Oooooohh," the moan got louder now; followed a few minutes
later by a loud "Ow!" but no shrieks of real pain or either girl
yelling for their mother. Linda almost fainted with an
unexpected orgasm; as she came for the first time in her life
without even being touched.
That was too much for the hot-blooded woman. Tempted as she
was to wake the sleeping man beside her, and tell him just what
she thought was going on in their daughters' bedroom just down
the hall, Linda knew the man would be just as aroused by it in
the morning (or perhaps even more so) and MUCH more likely to be
able to perform well enough to give her the fucking she so badly
needed. In the meantime, Linda knew there were at least two
other people who were probably aware of what was going on down
the hall, and with any luck they would probably be as open to her
advances as it seemed her daughter was (or is that: daughters
were?) receptive to her son's advances.
Linda couldn't help pausing outside her little girls'
bedroom and listen as she tiptoed down the hall. She didn't dare
open the door and peek inside, as even the faint light from the
lava-lamp on the TV would be more than enough to make it obvious,
as a line of light from the door opening would be hard for the
occupants of the room to miss.
The sounds coming from inside were faint, but unmistakable.
There was a slow, rhythmic creak . . . creak . . . creak from one
of the girls' beds, accompanied by faint moans and a shuddering,
"OooOOoooohhhh," that was barely audible over the regular
creaking of the bedsprings that was just too deep, slow, and
heavy to be made by just one little girl. Linda figured her
daughter was getting fucked good; and wished with all her might
that she could be in there watching. Only she knew better.
Tonight Linda was going to let her little girl have her first
lover all to herself. Maybe in a day or so the child would be
receptive to (and horny enough to accept) the idea of having her
sex in front of the whole family. Tonight it would just be too
embarrassing.
Still shuddering with repressed need, and with a flood of
pussy-juice running down her thigh, Linda let herself into the
boys' bedroom. The woman was NOT surprised to find her other two
sons wide awake and looking at her when she entered. The only
slight surprise was that the missing boy was Billy, instead of
Jeffrey, like she had expected.
6
Still, Linda knew it had been the middle boy who had first
introduced his brothers into "playing around" with each other, so
why was she surprised that he was the first to try seducing one
of the girls? Linda shrugged. Whichever one of the older boys
started it, she knew it wouldn't take long before all three boys
were plugging their little sisters' holes . . . especially, with
the encouragement she had given them all earlier.
"C'mere boys," she said to the remaining two. "We need to
'get something straight between us' like your brother is doing
with the girls."
Nobody in the room even giggled at the pun, as the slightly
rising sounds of passion from the adjoining room were getting
them all too hot. Two minutes later Linda was enjoying the
sensation of her oldest son's prick filling her creamy slot,
while (to her surprise but definitely NOT disgust) the younger
one was trying to fit HIS prick into her rear. While Linda
didn't usually go for anal-sex, she occasionally would let George
"use the back door" when for one reason or another she was unable
to accommodate him normally (like "being on the rag" or the
current situation where she didn't want him to accidentally get
her pregnant at the wrong time). It was actually a shock to the
horny woman to find out that she LIKED having an extra prick
massaging her bowels, while her cunny was kept satisfied by a
different penis. Linda resolve to try this with her husband more
often; now that she had "extra" men to attend her needs. She
knew she would be able to enjoy even George's slightly oversized
dong in her rear . . . at least as long as one of the boys kept
her pussy happy. Or the other way around. With four horny males
around the house, Linda almost blacked out from orgasm as the
possibilities of the various combinations of pussy, ass, and
mouth with four horny males occurred to her.
Feeling his mother's vagina go into vise-like cramps around
his swollen peter, after imagining the erotic things going on in
the next room for almost half an hour, was too much for Jeff.
The 16-year old began spouting thick white gobs of baby-making
seed in his mother's womb, while his little brother sent thick
gouts of boyish sperm up her behind, in counterpoint.
Afterwards, all three incestuous lovers just rolled over
side-by-side, with both boys' half-rampant penis' still stuck in
their mother's tightly squeezing holes. As they fell asleep like
this, with both of her son's pricks still leaking occasional
drops of precious sperm in her body, Linda was vaguely aware of
one last shuddering moan coming from the next room; seeming to be
two voices (or was that three) groaning out simultaneous release.
Billy never did return to his brothers' bedroom that night, while
Linda didn't slip back into her husband's bed until after she
took her usual 5:00 AM piss, combined this morning with a
cleansing douche, so she didn't make as big a mess of their bed,
as she figured she had already done to the boys'. Changing
bedding on one bed a day was enough for the aging washer in the
basement.
7
George only woke up, when the delicious smells of coffee and
bacon made it impossible to remain in bed. The man grabbed a
loose robe, slippers, and nothing else, and headed down to join
the rest of the family before the delicious smells faded away,
and he had to settle for cold cereal and milk. Linda did NOT put
up with breakfast latecomers. If you didn't eat her cooking when
it was hot, then somebody else would.
Settling into place with a plate of scrambled-eggs, bacon
and toast, while a delicious cup of his wife's wonderful coffee
sent an aroma into his nostrils that was ambrosial, George became
aware that he seemed to be the center of some interest to his
four kids. Obviously he had interrupted their conversation, and
it seemed that at least one of them wanted to say something.
George raised his eyebrows as a "go-ahead" since he was otherwise
too occupied in getting his mouth around breakfast.
"Daddy," said Selena, "Billy fucked me last night."
"MmmMmph. Tha's nise," her father mumbled around the half
sandwich of toast, scramble-eggs, and bacon he was trying to
ingest. If George was surprised or even shocked at the little
10-year-old's statement, he never showed it. While it WAS
somewhat of a surprise to find out the younger girl had started
having sex with her big brother first, George fully expected both
girls to be having full unprotected vaginal intercourse with all
three of the boys before the week was out . . . and hopefully,
with someone else too. Still, it was up to the girls who they
slept with (and/or had sex with) not him. Nobody in HIS house
was going to get raped. "Did you like it?" he asked; once his
mouth was empty enough to speak clearly. He wanted to be
absolutely sure about that previous detail.
"Uh . . . Well . . . I guess." This was NOT the reaction
either girl had expected from their father. Ranting, raving, or
sheer disbelief, yes. Calm acceptance didn't fit their picture
of the world. I mean fathers just don't let older sons fuck
their own little sisters; leaving great gobs of thick white baby-
making seed soaking in his little girls' cute little tummies. I
mean, they just DON'T.
"But he . . . he . . . he DID it to her," Jenny's objection
seemed to be more emphatic than her little sister's. Somehow
George got the impression that it was the older girl raising all
the fuss. Selena seemed to be completely unconcerned that she
was carrying enough of her big brother's sperm in her tight
little belly to keep her pregnant for the next 20 years.
"Did he cum in you?" he asked; trying to verify the older
girl's accusation, and his own suspicions.
"Uhuh. He came in me twice, Daddy. Billy fucked me REAL
good!" The 10-year-old brunette sounded much more confident now,
once she saw her father didn't seem to be getting angry at her
having real sex with her big brother, like her big sister had
seemed to think he would be.
"But what if he . . . what if she . . . ?" Jennifer left
the question dangling, as if she just couldn't bear to complete
the thought.
8
". . . gets pregnant? Has a baby?" completed her mother, as
she brought another big plate of eggs, and slid it on the table.
"Don't be silly . . . Selena's only 10 years old, and didn't
start having periods until a couple of months ago. Besides, even
if she does, that's just a chance your little sister is going to
have to take, if she's going to be fucking her own brothers."
Linda seemed to be as unconcerned about the possibility of her
child having a baby, as she was about the chances of it raining
the next day.
"But . . . But . . ." the older girl seemed stonkered by her
mother's response. Fucking your own brother didn't seem to
bother her, but she had REALLY expected her mother to draw the
line at having one of the boys get her little sister pregnant.
"But aren't you going to put her on the 'pill' or something . . .
or at least make HIM wear something?" she asked, in astonishment.
"No . . . that's up to them," her mother replied calmly.
"Besides, even you are too young to put on the pill . . . Doctors
don't prescribe them until you're at least 14, and I'm not sure I
want either of you using hormones like that, until you're both at
least 16, and have finished puberty."
"But what if I get pregnant," the 12-year-old asked; not
seeming to notice that the discussion had somehow turned from her
little sister having a baby, to what might happen to HER body, if
she followed the little girl's example.
"As I said, that's up to you kids," replied her mother. "If
you're going to be fucking your own brothers, then that's just
one of the chances you'll have to take. By the same token, I'm
NOT going to make your brothers wear condoms, if they don't want
to. It's up to them. You know you don't have to fuck ANYBODY,
if you don't want to, now do you?"
Somehow her mother made it seem all so simple. Only Jenny
knew that after watching her little sister get royally screwed
the night before, she would NOT be able to resist the advances of
whichever one of the older boys approached her first. Even if it
was her own father that asked her right then, Jenny knew she
would only make a token resistance, before climbing on his lap
and getting him to squirt her tight little cunny as full of thick
white baby-juice, as her older brother had filled Selena's tight
little hole the night before. And she wouldn't ask him to wear a
rubber, either. Still, the very thought of getting pregnant and
feeling her big brother's (or father's) baby kicking and
squirming inside her, was too scary to imagine. Or was that too
horny to imagine? Jennifer found her panties were soaking wet at
what SHOULD have been a thoroughly disgusting and scary
thought . . . Oh to feel her own father or big brother's baby
inside her tummy, to know that the man she had loved since she
was a baby, loved her enough to plant HIS baby in his own sister
or daughter's womb . . . . Jennifer blushed and wondered just how
much of that fantasy she had mentioned, and where she had gotten
it from. Jenny knew that if she didn't stop before she started,
then she would be truly and royally fucked, with her own
relative's baby making bulges in her tummy before the summer was
over.
9
The worst part was knowing she couldn't resist; not after
seeing her little sister straining in an orgasm like Jenny never
had, underneath their big brother the night before. Jenny knew
that even if her father or brothers didn't approach her, that
after a few times of watching scenes like that, she would be
begging THEM to fuck her, cum in her, put their seed in her womb,
and yes even knock her up. But Jenny also knew that little girls
just weren't supposed to like things like that!
Only the calm acceptance of her younger sister seemed to put
the lie to all that Jenny ever thought she had learned in school
about sex and who and when and where, and with who you should
have it.
Looking around at her whole family staring expectantly at
her, the 12-year-old gave up. It was obvious that they all
didn't see anything wrong with what they were doing, and she
would only spoil things if she was "odd-man-out." Jenny sighed
and wondered if maybe SHE was the one with the wrong concept of
things. It was almost with relief that she sighed and said, "OK,
I guess. Maybe you're right."
It was SUCH a relief to make that statement; especially when
the whole family started smiling and looking happy again; now
that they weren't worried about how she would take it. Jenny
wondered if she was expected to ask her brothers for sex, or if
they would ask her first? The previous night Billy had just
somehow ended up in her little sister's bed; taking the little
girl's virginity and fucking her almost through the mattress,
without even a word being said between anybody. It was only in
the morning when Jenny had been helping her two siblings clean up
the bloody sheets, that she had second thoughts about even
letting the two of them continue; let alone refusing her older
brother if he had come-on to her, instead of her little sister.
Linda stopped the child's mental rambling, as she indicated the
way things would probably go from then on.
"Now that THAT is settled," she said; getting everybody's
attention, "I don't want any of you boys leaving either of the
girls out of your games any more . . . understand?" At the half-
hearted nods and slightly quizzical looks from her offspring, she
continued, "Jeff, Billy, and Joey, I want each of you to promise
you'll 'practice making a baby' in each of your sisters at least
once a day, and preferably twice. I'll still help each of you
'practice' whenever I can, but I don't want any of you neglecting
either of your little sisters on my account."
There was a vague chorus of agreement from the three boys.
All of them were too amazed at their mother's bald notion of them
"practicing" making a baby in their little sisters, to be more
emphatic.
"But what if . . . what if one of us DOES get pregnant?"
Jennifer tried to inject one last mote of sanity into the
discussion.
"I wouldn't worry about it," their mother dismissed the
idea. "It'll probably be at least a year or two before you get
pregnant, and even longer for your little sister. We'll worry
about that, when your pants start getting tight. In the
meantime, you both can feel your big brothers trying to get you
pregnant as often as you want."
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"Nobody is going to get mad if either of you 'catch' a
little early," she continued, "and nobody will be horribly
disappointed if it takes several years before either of you show
up with a big tummy, either. If you do, you do; and if you
don't, you don't. OK?"
Jennifer was so astonished at her own parents' complete lack
of concern as to whether either of their daughters got knocked-up
by her own father or brother she shut up. If it didn't bother
them one way or the other, then why should she worry? It wasn't
as if SHE would have to pay the doctor bills, or support any kids
her little sister had. Or even any kids she had either. Jenny
knew quite well that any children she had while she stayed at
home would just be taken in by her mother and father as one of
their children. She and Selena would just have another brother
or sister. So why was she getting so uneasy about the whole
idea? It wasn't HER worry; it was her mother's.
Everything seemed so Topsy-Turvy to the girl. Things were
inside-out, upside-down, and backwards. Instead of warning their
kids against having unprotected sex and getting pregnant, or
worrying about it and having the kids take precautions, her
parents actually seemed to be encouraging them to TRY; as if they
would be delighted to find out that either of their little girls
was in a family way, and carrying her own brother's baby inside
her. Her mother's next instruction left little doubt in Jenny's
mind that this was true.
"Now just because you have permission to fuck your brothers
whenever you want to, I don't want either of you girls pressuring
any of them to have sex with you or to get you pregnant, if
that's what you want. Just like you, it's up to each one of your
brothers to decide if he wants to become a father or not. If
either of you girls REALLY decides you need it, and none of your
brothers are available, then your father has agreed to fuck
either or both of you and even get you pregnant, any time you
want him to. So you don't have to rely on your brothers, if they
don't want to have sex when you're in the middle of your periods.
By the same token, I'll always be available to the boys, any time
they need or want a little extra sex; so you girls don't have to
worry about your brothers having to "do without" if you can't
fuck them because you're "at the wrong time of month" or
something. I don't want ANY of you kids pressuring any of the
others for sex, or trying to force each other into doing
something that they don't want to do. Understand?"
Linda looked seriously at all five kids, until each of them
had nodded. Privately Jenny thought to herself that to some
extent her mother was pressuring both her and Selena to have sex.
Then she looked at the eager happy face of her little sister, and
remembered the way the little girl had almost clawed at their big
brother's back the night before; trying to get the older boy to
plant his incestuous seed as far up inside her tight little slit
as she could. Well . . . maybe her parents weren't forcing her
little sister to do anything the cute little slut wouldn't have
been trying to do on her own, after all.
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As for Jennifer herself . . . Jenny suddenly realized with a
burst of horniness that if her mother hadn't given her
"permission" to fuck her brothers, she would have felt terribly
left-out, disappointed, and slightly neglected, or even abused,
if she had found out her little sister was being "allowed" to
"get it on" with their father and/or big brothers. Maybe her
mother WAS just "trying to be fair" with her, instead of trying
to pressure her daughter into doing something the girl really
didn't want to do otherwise.
Maybe that was it. Jenny hated to be pushed into
anything . . . even things she would normally do on her own.
Heck, thinking about it, Jennifer figured that if her mother had
been TRYING to keep her 12-year-old daughter a virgin, Jenny
would most likely have been sneaking naked into her big brothers'
bedroom a year or two earlier! It was only recently though, that
the urges to get one of the older boys to "scratch the itch"
between her legs by sliding his prick right up inside her, had
grown great enough to make the little pre-teenaged tart start
thinking of starting things herself.
Maybe that was why she was so disgruntled . . . seeing her
big brother climb in bed with their little sister, and then
watching the older boy give the little kid the sex Jennifer had
just started to want, instead of trying to stuff HER horny little
box with incestuous prick, had made the older girl jealous.
Jennifer finally admitted to herself that she was horny too!
Even so, Jenny knew deep down inside herself, the real reason
Billy had "taken" Selena instead of her. If the older boy had
even tried climbing into bed with her, Jenny would probably have
felt as if she was being "forced" and probably would have yelled
the house down; screaming "RAPE!" or something like that. Jenny
had to admit that her big brother was smarter than his looks gave
him credit for.
Jennifer sighed, as she realized how much she had painted
herself in a corner, by resisting anything others wanted for her,
even if it was good. It seemed the whole family knew her better
than she knew herself. Jenny decided that THIS time she was NOT
going to miss out on all the fun her siblings were having, just
to satisfy her own stubbornness. This time she WAS going to join
in, and she'd like to see any of her siblings try to stop her!
While Jennifer was thinking about this, and making her big
decision, the older woman in question turned to the three older
boys, as if the girl's earlier question had no bearing on what
they were doing. "Now I want all three of you boys to promise
both Jenny and Selena that you'll do your best get each of them
pregnant as often as you can, so they can both feel what it's
like. OK?"
With this, the older woman looked expectantly at all five of
her offspring until she had gotten promises from all three boys.
At the same time, Jennifer had given up her internal battle with
herself. From now on, the little girl knew that all three of her
brothers would be doing everything a boy can to father a child on
both her and her little sister, while she and the younger girl
would be doing everything in THEIR power to see to it that the
boys succeeded. Jennifer wasn't even shocked or surprised by her
mother's final comment.
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"Now that THAT is settled," said the older woman with
satisfaction, "I'll expect all three of you boys to try and
impregnate each of your little sisters at least twice a day.
Your father will help out whenever he can, but it's mainly going
to be up to the three of you to knock your sisters up. After
all, your father is just one man, while you're still three horny
boys. I'll still help you 'practice' whenever I can; especially
if your sisters are unavailable, but mainly I expect you boys to
do most of your practice with the girls." The horny woman
grinned at her three sons, who grinned back. This was going to
seem like Heaven to the three oversexed boys, who had previously
been limited to jacking-off, and occasionally playing with each
other. "On the other hand," she continued with a grin, "I'll
expect each of you boys to take 'refresher courses' with me at
least twice a week, so I can be sure you'll be giving your little
sisters the proper attention they deserve."
"Yes, Mom." This time there was complete agreement from all
three boys. Not one of the family members really thought the
boys would need any kind of reminders about how to impregnate the
girls, but this excuse to have them fuck their mother on a
regular basis was as good as any, wasn't it? There was a round
of giggles, but nobody objected.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Linda asked; then stopped
the general rush to strip the clothes off the two girls.
"No . . . Chores first!" she almost had to yell over the rush,
"THEN you can play with your sisters. Boys, since your sisters
are going to be busy 'helping' you, from now on, I want you all
to help THEM with THEIR chores, OK?"
Once again, all three boys nodded. For the chance to fuck
their sisters whenever they wanted to, the boys would gladly have
taken over ALL of the two younger girls' chores . . . in fact,
eventually they did just that; taking turns doing chores, while
taking alternate turns 'doing' their little sisters. But that
would come later. IN the meantime . . .
"In the meantime," said Linda, "since the boys are all busy
right now, why don't you girls ask your father to 'help out.'
I'm sure George would be just as happy to teach either of you
girls 'how to make a baby' as any of the boys would." She looked
expectantly at the two pre-teenaged little girls. If they
accepted THIS, then her plans would be complete . . . if not,
then Linda figured she would have a LOT to make up to her
husband.
"Oh. WOULD you Daddy?!" squealed Selena with delight. The
thought of how her father was going to fit his enormous dong in
her tight little slit didn't seem to bother the little
10-year-old in the slightest.
"One down, one to go," thought Linda; waiting for her eldest
daughter's response.
After her earlier decision, it only took Jenny about 15
seconds to make up her mind. The older girl knew that from her
mother and father's hopeful looks that they would both be
TERRIBLY disappointed if she said, "No," but also knew that
neither one would pressure her into saying, "Yes," like she
figured her brothers might.
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"Daddy," said Jennifer; looking her father straight in the
eye, so he could see she meant it, "Will you teach me how to make
a baby, just like the boys do?" The look of relief and love in
her mother's face made any possible pain or future troubles she
might have as a result seem to be worth it. Jennifer Marshall
loved her mother . . . almost as much as she loved the man who
would shortly be planting his baby in her tummy. Unlike her
little sister, who didn't seem to know or care whether she was or
even could get pregnant, Jenny knew she was just as fertile as
her mother was.
Ten minutes later the 12-year-old was gasping in pleasure,
as her father showed her that foreplay was NOT a lost art among
grownups, and almost 20 minutes after that she was gasping in
orgasm for the second time, as the older man filled her womb with
his seed. By the time George had finished working the little
girl up and taken her cherry, everybody else had finished their
chores, and had gathered around the big bed to watch. By then,
Jenny had cum once on her father's fingers and tongue, and once
with his big prick throbbing insistently in her belly. The
little girl was already getting excited for the third time, when
George "lost it" and began spasming her belly full of gob after
thick white gob of her own father's cum. Millions of little
black sperm started on the long eight-inch journey from his
prostate to his daughter's ovaries, in search of the little 12
year old girl's waiting eggs. A second later millions more
joined the first group of tiny wrigglers in a second surge.
Three, then four times George grunted; while driving his prick as
far up in his daughter's needing little tunnel as he could.
Squirt after squirt, jet after thick white jet of incestuous cum
splashed into the child's vagina and up against her uterus. Only
a few hundred thousand of the millions of sperm trying made it
through the child's cervix and on into her womb, and only a
fraction of those made it to her fallopian tubes . . . but only
one was necessary. They were never sure . . . after the orgy
that took place during the following week, but the whole family
figured the barely pubescent girl got knocked-up that first time
by her father. This wasn't only because he was first; but
because after that erotically sensual exhibition, not one of the
boys wanted to spoil Jenny's pleasure of her first time. So the
whole family trooped out; leaving the two incestuous lovers to
remain mated for almost the entire morning, and then George
repeated the process in the afternoon, only this time with just
the two of them in the bedroom.
It wasn't until the next day, that the mismatched couple
became aware of the almost continuous orgy going on around them,
and joined in; with George taking his youngest daughter like a
dog takes a bitch in heat, while Jenny "tried on" the prick that
had given her little sister so much pleasure that night almost a
day and a half earlier. To her surprise, the 14-year-old was
almost as good a lover as his father, and could squirt even more
sperm inside her tight little cunny than the older man could.
She was also surprised to see her 10-year-old little sister take
their father's oversized (as mentioned earlier) dong up into her
tight little cunny, not only without objecting, but with what
seemed to be pleasure.
14
Only the fact that her father seemed to only be able to get
a little over five of his seven-and-a-half inches of thick fat
prick in her little sister gave Jennifer any satisfaction, as the
younger girl seemed quite as capable of squeezing every drop of
their father's sperm into her tight little tummy as Jenny could.
Well, small satisfactions like that in sibling rivalry, are what
keeps the syndrome from becoming all-out war. Selena still had
the satisfaction of knowing she was the first of the two girls to
entertain any of the men's sperm in her cute little tummy, while
Jenny had the pleasure of knowing SHE at least was the first to
feel their father's seed wriggling it's way up in her womb;
getting her pregnant with her own father's baby, like she had
dreamed about.
Linda? She was the smuggest one of all three women; knowing
she had her own son's baby growing inside her, her eldest
daughter had her husband's baby similarly safely tucked away in
HER cute little tummy, and all three girls were fucking all four
men at the drop of a pair of panties. If, (when) Selena got
pregnant as well, they would all have yet another thing to
celebrate about. Linda wasn't worried. She knew that as long as
all four of the men she loved kept the little girl's tummy filled
with their sperm, then it would only be a matter of time before
the little girl caught. Linda only had to wait. In the
meantime, watching the friendly competition to see which one of
her four men DID plant a baby in the child's cute little tummy,
was always enough to get the older woman almost excited enough to
rape one of the men herself. Only she never did, of course; as
raping one of those horny studs would have been impossible . . .
they would have been too darned willing for it to be rape. By
now Linda was getting more sex from each of the boys (and her
husband too!) than she ever had gotten from him alone in the past
two years. In fact, she was getting more sex in total, even with
both horny daughter's vying for their sperm, than she had gotten
from her oversexed husband on their honeymoon, when she had
wondered if she had married a satyr. And her previously
sexually-bored husband WAS acting like a satyr; fucking each
daughter at least twice a day, just like her brothers, and still
having enough left over to fuck his sexy wife once or twice a day
as well.
"All-in-all," thought Linda; rubbing her daughter's bulging
belly, while enjoying the feeling of the child squirming inside;
and the little girl returned the favor by rubbing HER bulging
belly, "I think things worked out pretty well . . . considering."
Considering what she had originally planned, was entirely
different. But that, like so many such thoughts, is a different
story.
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