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a religious experience. Daddy did love me! Then, I suddenly
felt guilty. Because of me and my ignorance, Daddy not only
might get into trouble, but I had been accusing him of not loving
me when it was his love for me that had caused the
misunderstanding. "Oh God! Karen, how can I ever make it up to
him," I wailed.
Karen smiled at me, and said, "I think you already have,"
while patting my tummy.
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I gaped at her.
"Just watch," she assured me.
Sure enough, when Karen got through explaining everything to
Mom and Dad, everyone in the family rushed to assure me that they
not only loved me, but they would love my baby as well. The
whole family gathered round, and made plans to take care of me
and my baby. They worked on taking care of Daddy too. Mom
suggested that she wear padding to make it look like she was
pregnant, and I'd get "sick" for a while. ("Yes dear, That's
where I got the Idea," Mary assured her husband.) Daddy assured
me that not only did he want the baby, but he loved me all the
more because I had wanted it also.
For the next 3 weeks, everyone treated me like a princess.
They wouldn't let me do strenuous work, and they all watched what
I ate, and my health like hawks. Karen had picked up some books
on natural childbirth from the library, and had started me on
exercises. Diane was helping Momma make baby clothes.
Everything was wonderful. Then one morning I woke up with cramps
in my stomach. I thought I had diarrhea, and went to the
bathroom. The next thing I knew, there was a bloody mess in the
toilet. I thought I was dying. Momma said that my screams could
be heard in the next county.
At this point Mary paused in her story to wipe the tears in
her eyes. She looked around. There wasn't a dry eye looking
back at her. She felt a burst of love for her family, that would
sympathize with her so, and continued.
After Momma and Diane got me in the tub, and cleaned up, it
was hours before I was rational. They explained that I had lost
the baby, and I went into hysterics. At first, I wished that it
had been me that died, not the baby, until Karen pointed out
sensibly, that if I had died, the baby would have also. I still
felt so guilty, and heartbroken, that no one could talk to me.
Not even Karen. I felt like I had betrayed Daddy by losing his
baby, and had cheated the rest of the family, and myself also. I
stopped eating. For almost a week, I didn't eat much more than a
slice of toast, and a glass or two of water. The family tells me
I looked like death. It wasn't until I realized what I was doing
to my family, that I came out of it. Specifically, it was Daddy.
One day I looked over at Daddy, and he looked so tired and
haggard. He had obviously been crying, because he thought he was
going to lose me too. Daddy finally couldn't stand it any more.
He came over to me, and begged me not to die. I was shocked. Me
die? I looked at Daddy, and could see that he was serious. The
thought that I was causing my Daddy so much pain, shocked me back
to my senses. I told Daddy that I'd try to do better for him.
He brought me some soup, and I ate it. When Daddy saw that I was
eating again, he told me that if I really wanted his baby that
bad, we could always try again. We both knew that it would never
be the same; but I still begged him to try at least one more
time. That night, I slept with Daddy, alone, for the first time.
Momma shooed everyone else off to their rooms; and she and Diane
slept with Jim that night.
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I slept with Daddy for the next 4 months, until I finally
caught again. Each night, Daddy would make love to me. He would
caress me; stroke me; feel me up; eat me; and make me feel like a
real woman. After he had gotten me all hot and bothered, he
would get on top of me, and we would make love. There is no
other word for it. We wouldn't just "fuck," we would hold each
other, and kiss, and snuggle all the while he was sliding his big
baby-making cock in and out of my pussy. I would usually climax
about three or four times before Daddy would stiffen on top of
me, and pump his precious sperm into my womb. In the morning,
Daddy would usually wake up with a hard-on, and we would hurry to
get him off before he got up to go pee. I usually did not get
off in the mornings, I just lay there, and let Daddy squirt his
sperm in my belly. I enjoyed being able to carry my father's
seed in me while I worked all day, until we repeated the whole
thing that night.
It was about 2 weeks after my 12th birthday, that I missed
my period again. I figure Daddy knocked me up on my birthday, or
near enough as makes no matter. From then on, I referred to the
baby growing in my belly as my "Birthday Present" or "My April
Shower," as my birthday was in April. We never had to pull
Momma's stunt with the padding. I didn't start to get big, until
after Thanksgiving; and I was wearing such heavy clothes by then
that no one noticed. Then came the Christmas break from school;
and then in January, we were snowed in for almost a month. April
was born at home, on our farm, in a howling blizzard. Momma
acted as midwife, and took care of everything. The doctor
couldn't have come out there if we had wanted him to, as all the
roads were closed. It's a good thing I didn't have any trouble.
After four hours of yelling and screaming and, "Please Daddy,
Make it stop!" I gave birth to the cutest little bundle of joy
that a mother could wish for. Momma cut the cord, and Daddy
helped by supplying fresh clean linen, and cleaned up the mess.
Karen and Diane watched the two littler kids while Momma and
Daddy took care of me and the baby. Momma kept me out of school
for a week after that; and Daddy went down to the courthouse to
register April as being born in our house. After this, things
went back to normal in our house, except for me having to nurse
the baby; and some trouble saving my milk for Momma to use while
I was at school. I liked nursing, but having big boobs all of a
sudden, sure increased my popularity with the boys at school. Of
course, I wasn't interested; getting all the sex I'd ever want at
home.
About a month after having April, I dropped back into the
"rotation" as it were, with Diane and Karen and Momma. With 4
horny girls, it must have seemed like their own private harem to
Daddy and Jim. Us girls of course, had no troubles getting them
interested if we needed it, and with 4 of us there was almost
always at least one of us whom it was "safe" to fuck properly.
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It was shortly after April's 2nd birthday, that Jim and
Karen decide to strike out on their own. They moved into the
next town as husband and wife. Nobody there knew them; and with
the same last name, everyone assumed they were married. This
helped, because the farm wasn't all that big; and with 2 fewer
mouths to feed, Momma and Daddy breathed a lot easier. Jim got a
job working in a hardware store; and Karen worked in the local
bank. After working there for about 10 years, Jim and Karen
bought out the owner of the hardware store, and now work there
together. It'll probably take them a couple more years to pay it
off, but they'll then own it outright. I understand, that they
never did hide their relationship from their children. They all
slept together in one big bed, babies and all. Their son Mike,
was fucking his little sister Judy, before he was 10. The little
girl was carrying her own brother's baby in her womb, when she
was only 11, and had her first child by her big brother when she
was barely 12 years old. Judy had her second child by her own
father, scarcely a year later. Karen, in the meantime, let her
son get her pregnant, so she had another baby, almost the same
time as Judy had her second child. The last I heard, Judy was
pregnant again, by her big brother, and the baby was due sometime
this summer.
This left me, Diane, and Momma to take care of Daddy. By
this time, Joey was starting to get interested, and pretty soon
was crawling into bed with me or Diane. This was a little
dangerous, so we told him what the rules were, and put him on the
"schedule," along with Daddy. The three of us girls decided to
take turns with the two "men," a month at a time. It was during
one of my "turns" with Daddy, that I goofed up, and found myself
pregnant again. I'm not sure if it was just a mistake, or my
body just felt like having another baby, but 3 years after April
I was throwing up, and my belly was beginning to swell with
Daddy's baby.
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This time, Diane didn't sit still for being left out. When
she found out that I had missed my period, Diane insisted on
having Daddy fuck her while she was fertile, and try to get her
pregnant too. So, for a month, I watched as Daddy would fuck my
sister. Daddy would deposit his sperm in Diane's womb, every
night. Sometimes, he would have a little extra for me, but
mostly I'd get my sex from my little brother while Daddy worked
on getting my sister pregnant.
This wasn't all bad for me. Joey would quite often fuck me
when he wasn't helping Momma out. By this time, my little
brother was getting to be quite a skillful lover, even if his
cock wasn't quite as big as Daddy's. Joey could fuck me for
hours before squirting his sperm in my belly. He always had
enough to go at least twice.
"Daddy would deposit his sperm in Diane's womb"
I remember one day when he spent the whole day fucking both
me and Momma. He alternated between the two of us, squirting his
sperm in first my belly, then stopping, and squirting the rest in
Momma's. He liked to pretend that he was getting us both
pregnant at the same time. We would play along, asking him to
make a baby in both of us at the same time. Every once in a
while I get a little sad, thinking that I never really gave the
kid a chance. Sometimes, I wish that I had let my little brother
knock me up, I just never had the time to spare to carry his baby
though. Anyway, about a month after I got pregnant, Diane missed
her period as well. Both of us had easy pregnancies, and
Delivered healthy baby girls the next spring. We named the
kids. . ."
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Dan interrupted the story with a disgusted snort, "don't
tell me. Yours was named 'May' and Diane's was named 'June'. I
always wondered why you insisted on naming June after your
'little sister'. Ha! I guess it's a good thing Suzy wasn't born
in July."
Mary smirked. "So you finally figured it out. It was a
funny family joke at the time, and nice girls names too."
Mary continued with her story:
It was while Diane and I were both sporting big bellies,
that Rachel decided she wanted to get fucked. She had watched
us, and decided that she wanted some too. Rachel wasn't all that
enamored about having babies like Karen and I were; but boy did
that little girl like to fuck! For a while, it looked like our
little sister was going to keep both men so drained, that Diane
and I would be left out completely. After a while though, Rachel
had settled on Joey, as her primary stud, Leaving Daddy for us.
Diane and I decide that was enough babies. We wanted to
save ourselves to marry someone else. After all, Daddy still had
mother, Jim was gone, and there wasn't enough farm to go around
with all of us kids. We helped Momma raise the younger kids
until I got that scholarship that sent me off to the university
where I met you. Diane left later, and is in New York right now,
still looking for another man like Daddy. Joey and Rachel pulled
another "Jim and Karen" stunt, and are living in Toledo. April
is engaged to a nice local boy, and plan's to be married next
summer. When Momma died last year, I understand that May moved
her things into Daddy's room, and has been sleeping there ever
since.
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"He would push his penis up against her tiny hole and squirt his seed in the child's belly."
"Was that her first time?" asked Dan.
Mary snickered, as she explained.
First time for May? That's a laugh. May started crawling
into bed with me and Daddy when she was about 6. The little girl
must have found out about Momma and Grandpa from her older
sisters, and she wanted Daddy to fuck her. She wouldn't take no
for an answer. I thought I was oversexed. That lovable little
slut was getting her father to squirt sperm in her belly for 3
years, before he could even get his cock inside her. The little
kid would look so cute; sitting there naked, on her Daddy's lap;
rubbing his big penis in her tiny little crack; until Daddy
couldn't stand it any more. He would push his penis up against
her tiny hole and squirt his seed in the child's belly.
I remember how proud May was, the first time she managed to
get her father's penis inside her. You'd think she had won the
gold-medal or something. We were sitting in the living room,
after going swimming. Everyone was naked, and little May was
sitting on her father's lap, facing him, as she masturbated
herself with his cock. We all thought it was adorable, the way
the little girl worked so hard to get her father to cum in her.
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Of course, it was easier for us older girls. Any of us,
could take Daddy's penis clear up inside our belly, and squeeze
the whole thing with our vagina. Little May had only her hot
little hands, and her tiny little slit to stimulate him with.
She would work on Daddy, sometimes for a half hour or more;
rubbing his big cock against her little clit, and pushing the
head of his big penis up against the entrance to her tiny little
cunt, stretching it open, before Daddy would finally discharge
his thick sticky sperm up inside her tiny little vagina. This
time, Daddy had just finished squirting his seed inside her hot
little hole, and she was working for "seconds." Daddy's cock had
shrunk a little after his orgasm, and both he and May were all
slippery with the semen he had already ejaculated inside the
little girl's vagina. All of a sudden, May found herself sitting
on her father, with half of his cock buried inside her tiny
little slit. She called us all over, and showed us that she was
now a "Real Woman," as she could take Daddy's penis right up
inside her belly just like the rest of us. Not quite 9 years
old, and already the little girl was fucking her own father.
Well pretty soon, Daddy was squirting his potent sperm right up
inside the kid's tight little belly. Then the child insisted
that Daddy take her virginity, so that she could fuck him
"Properly".
Within a week, May was taking her father's penis all the way
up inside her hot little belly; and Daddy was regularly squirting
his seed right inside the little girl's womb. It always turned
me on to watch my daughter as she fucked our Daddy. To see her
little belly swell each time Daddy pushed his big cock up in her
tiny little slit, knowing that the same semen that he squirted in
Momma's womb to make me, and then squirted again in my belly to
make May, was about to squirt in our little girl's belly and try
to make another baby in her. It was always a thrill to watch
Daddy sliding his big cock in and out of our little girl's tiny
slit until the child's squirming got to be too much; and he would
finally shove his big penis all the way up in our daughter's tiny
little belly and ejaculate his potent sperm right inside the
little girl's womb.
If it had been up to May, she would have taken over Daddy's
services completely, and left me and Diane out in the cold. Of
course, the rest of us wouldn't stand for that, and put her in
the "rotation" just like everyone else.
Of course, to May, the "rotation" meant something different
than it did to the rest of us. She never stopped fucking. By
this time, most of us girls were on the pill. May wouldn't take
it. She kept right on fucking Daddy even when she started having
her monthlies. She said she wasn't going to cheat him. May
insisted on having Daddy as a partner during her fertile times.
She always made sure that Daddy ejaculated his sperm in her
belly, "Where it belonged," whenever she was fertile. May was
carrying Daddy's baby in her womb when she was only 9, and she
had her first baby by her own father, when she was a little over
10 years old.
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"Wow! No wonder you didn't object about me making it with
Suzy," said Dan. At this time, something that had been nagging
him finally came to the surface of his mind. "May. May," he
mused. "Wasn't your Aunt May out here, just about this time last
year?" Dan looked suspiciously at his youngest daughter.
Suzy had the grace to blush. "Yes Daddy, it was her idea.
Do you remember when Aunt May came out her, she brought all the
children along?"
Her father nodded and encouraged her to go on.
"Well," continued Suzy, "while she was here, I helped her
take care of the littler kids. Especially the baby. When Aunt
May saw how much I liked the children, she encouraged me to help.
She even had me nursing little Susan."
"You mean you gave the kid a bottle?" asked Jeremy. "That's
nothing unusual. I've taken care of you, and given you your
bottle when I was only 6."
"No, idiot." Suzy smiled sweetly at her older brother. "I
said I nursed her. May had me let the baby suck on my tits to
calm her down. After several days of this, about a week before
she left, I found that I was actually giving milk! I told Aunt
May, and she told me that it wasn't all that unusual, except
maybe for my age. She figured it wouldn't hurt either me or the
baby, so I just continued until she left. Well, about 2 days
before she left, I was sitting there, nursing the baby when I
realized how much I was going to miss the little girl. She felt
almost like my own child; and I didn't want to give her up. When
I started to cry, Aunt May had me explain. She said that if I
wanted a baby that bad, maybe I should have Daddy make one in me.
At first, I was shocked; but after a while, the idea sounded
better and better. I was too young to get married; I love Daddy
more than anybody; and there's no one in the world who's baby I'd
rather have. I knew however, that Daddy would never go for it.
When I told Aunt May this, she told me that I would just have to
get my father in a position where he couldn't refuse. It seemed
like a Godsend, when a few days later, you made me that offer to
improve my grades."
"Why that little she-devil," exclaimed Dan. "She set me
up."
The rest of the family giggled.
"You never finished your story. Tell us about Aunt June,"
prodded June.
Mary continued with her story.
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June Didn't get really interested in sex, until she was
about 12. By that time, she had watched May have two babies, and
saw her working on a third. I guess seeing May's pain when she
had her babies scared her. By the time June got interested in
boys, she was on the pill. As far as I know, she only fucked
Daddy once. That was just before she left. She walked into the
bedroom, naked; told me and Diane that this was her turn; and
chased us all out. We were somewhat disappointed in not being
able to watch; but we sure all crowded around the door and
listened! June told Daddy that she felt she owed him the chance,
just like the rest of us. She said she had stopped taking the
pill 3 months ago; that this was the middle of her period, when
she was the most fertile; and she was going to let him try to
make a baby in her. She said she was going to be moving to LA;
and felt she owed him this one chance. Daddy, of course,
insisted that she owed him nothing, and to go get dressed. June
told him that it didn't matter what he felt; she felt she owed
him this, and she was going to stay there, naked, in his bedroom,
until either he fucked her, or she starved to death. June was
adamant. Daddy just gave up and fucked her. After that one
time, June waited until she got her next period, and then started
packing.
"Where is June now?" inquired Dan.
"June," sighed Mary, "is living in LA working as a high-
class prostitute. For some reason, she likes sex, but doesn't
want to get hooked up to just one man; and she's scared to death
of having babies. She sure doesn't get that from anyone else in
the family. She says this way she gets all the sex she wants,
with no hassles. She picks her own clientele, and sets her own
prices. 'Easy work, and her own boss,' she says. None of the
rest of the family understands her, but we still love her. She
still comes out to visit every few years."
"Oh," said Dan, nonplused, "so you are the sister of your
father, and the mother of your sister. If I have it right."
Mary snickered. "If you think that's complicated, consider
May. May is the sister of her mother; the mother of her own
sister and brother; the grandchild of her sister and aunt; the
daughter of her aunt and sister both; and the wife of her father,
grandfather, uncle and granduncle all rolled into one. It would
probably take a year to catalog her uncle/aunt, niece/nephew, and
cousin relationships. Every time I hear the horror stories about
inbreeding, I have to laugh. Not one of the children in our
family is retarded. In fact, most of us have tested with above-
normal IQs. May's children are all bright active youngsters.
Not a dud in the bunch. Of course that makes sense. Her kids
are 7/8ths or more Daddy, and he's no dumbbell."
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Mary looked over at her two daughters, still sitting legs-
spread, on their respective partners. "Did you get off?" she
asked them.
Both little girls nodded.
Suzy said, "Dad went off in me three times, while you were
talking."
"Twice," said June, referring to Jeremy.
"Well, I think that we've had enough sex for tonight. Let's
all go to bed," Mary said, as she started for the bathroom to
take a shower.
"WE have," said Dan. "I don't know about you." He looked
around at his children and got their nodding agreement. "Let's
get her kids!" he yelled.
"Wha. . .," said Mary; as the next thing she knew, she was
buried under a pile of warm, friendly, naked, bodies. By the
time she got her orientation back, she found herself flat on her
back, with a daughter sucking on each swollen tit. She could
feel their naked breasts rubbing against her sides and their flat
little bellies were rubbing against her hips. Down between her
legs, all she could see was a head of hair that went up and down
in time with the delicious feeling of being eaten by an expert.
Out of sight, but definitely not out of feel, she could feel
her head being rubbed in a finger massage that she recognized as
coming from her husband. He was so good at it, and knew how much
she loved it. At first Mary was inclined to tell Jeremy to stop
it; that she was his mother after all; but then she realized that
would be hypocritical. She relaxed in the warmth of knowing that
she was loved. The warmth crept up her legs, down from her
breasts, and all of a sudden centered in her overheated vagina
where her son was nibbling at her clit, then stabbing his tongue
in her hot little hole, and licking up and down. She climaxed
violently. Jeremy didn't stop. Neither did her two daughters
and husband. Mary kept climaxing time after time until she was
about to collapse from exhaustion.
"Stop! No more. That's enough!" she gasped.
"Not quite enough," said Dan. Motioning to his son he said,
"OK Jeremy, Now!"
The next thing Mary knew, she felt her vagina being filled
with a stiff hard cock; as her son replaced his tongue with a
part of his body more fitted to the purpose. Mary couldn't help
herself. She wrapped her legs around her rutting son, and begged
him to continue.
"Fuck me Jeremy," she said. "Show me how much you love me.
Shoot your baby-juice in your mother. Show Momma how you like to
fuck her; just like you do your little sister. Lets see you make
a baby in your mother. You do it right, and Momma'll give you
another little baby sister to fuck. FUCK ME!" Mary's voice rose
almost to a scream; as she started having climax after climax at
the thought of having her own son knock her up.
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The older woman was halfway through her third massive orgasm
since her son had started to fuck her, when she felt his penis
blossom to incredible hardness, and started spewing thick rich
semen into her wildly gyrating belly.
"Oh Momma, I'm cumming in you. Let me make a baby in you
Momma. Here it comes. Unhh Uhhhhn!" Jeremy grunted, as he
squirted the last of his sperm in his own mother's welcoming
vagina. "Whoooo!" he gasped, as he collapsed on top of his
mother; between his two horny sisters who greeted him with sloppy
kisses as they temporarily neglected their mother's
overstimulated breasts.
Mary felt both exhausted, and crushed at the same time; as
her husband came around to join the pile on the bed. She hugged
her family though, and would have lain there comfortably in the
loving arms of her family for hours, in spite of the weight, if
she hadn't stopped to think of something.
"What about you Dear?" she inquired. "Don't you want some?"
In spite of being exhausted, she knew she couldn't refuse her
husband, after this.
"I think that six times in 5 hours is more than enough, and
a plenty for me. Don't you think so? I don't think I could get
it up if all three of you girls worked on me at once." Dan
shrugged off her suggestion.
"Wanna bet?" replied June and Suzy simultaneously.
"No Dears. No bet. I'd probably lose. I just think I've
had enough for today, and the same goes for all of you. Don't
you agree?" Dan looked at each of his naked offspring, and then
at his wife. Everyone felt deliciously satiated, and almost
wrung out. There were no contradictions.
"Now!" said Mary, "Everyone into the shower. No, not
separately, all together. It's fun."
It was too. All five of them just barely fit in the shower
together. There was much squirming of naked skin against naked
skin; plump tit being rubbed against hairy arm; and flat slippery
belly against rounded rump. They tickled each other and played
"Grab the sausage," and "Hide the finger," until the shower
almost collapsed under the strain when Jeremy dropped the soap;
and couldn't get up when he reached down to get it. Mary finally
shooed everyone off to bed. She sent Dan into Suzy's bedroom to
sleep with his daughter for the night; and invited June and
Jeremy to join her in the big bed in the master bedroom.
Within 10 minutes, Mary was sleeping soundly on one side of
her son, while June was asleep on the other. Jeremy cuddled up
to his sleeping sister; lifted her leg so his cock wasn't
strained; and put it between her legs, up against her still
slippery-with-his-sperm cunt. He wrapped his mother's arm around
both him and his sister, as they cuddled all together spoon-
fashion and slid off to sleep.
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In the other bedroom, Suzy cuddled up with her father.
"Daddy. Can I sleep with you inside me?" the little girl
requested.
"If you can get it hard enough," Dan replied, pointing down
to his shrunken member.
Suzy didn't reply this time. She just backed up to him, and
reached down with her hot little hand; pulled his flaccid penis
up against her slippery little hole; and proceeded to jack him
off against her slippery little slit. After about a minute of
this, her father's cock was hard enough that with a little
straining, it went up her horny little hole with a rush. For a
minute, she squeezed her father's penis with her vagina and
enjoyed the twinges of response she got. Shortly thereafter, she
fell asleep. Dan lay there a little bit longer, enjoying the
gentle squeezing of his young daughter's vagina on his prick. He
was tempted to push in and out, and try to impregnate his little
daughter in her sleep; but conscience and weariness overtook him.
He fell asleep, while still contemplating the notion.
About halfway through the night, Dan started dreaming. He
thought his two lovely daughters were both begging him to get
them pregnant. First Suzy, then June would take his swollen cock
and stick it up between her legs, and ask him to squirt his semen
into her clasping little vagina. Without waking, his penis
expanded and he ejaculated a fresh load of sperm into his
sleeping daughter's unresisting little belly. After that, his
sleep got deeper, and he didn't dream at all; as he slept with
his big cock acting like a plug; keeping his potent seed trapped
in his little daughter's quietly accepting vagina.
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CHAPTER 8
Cindy gets an unexpected proposal
Cindy was dying. She had been playing in the sandbox, when
the truck backed up and began dumping sand on her. Her legs were
trapped. She couldn't feel them at all. She knew she had
internal injuries, because of the pain in her belly. The
pressure of the sand was crushing her. It was squashing her
belly, and crushing her chest. She could barely breathe.
"Not now!" she thought, "I'm too young. I never had a
chance to love a man properly. Please God! I want to live to
have children. To know what love really is!" Cindy wanted to
scream, but couldn't get her breath. She opened her mouth, and
sand got in. The pressure got greater.
"Oh John," she thought, "I could have loved you, but I never
had a chance!" Cindy opened her mouth for one final scream
before the sand covered her head; and got a mouthful of hair.
"Hair? hair???! What the?" Cindy woke up, and spit out
the mouthful of hair that John had inadvertently draped into her
mouth. All of a sudden things began to make sense. The rumble
of the sand-truck was John Stockdale's quiet snore. The slight
pain in her groin, was from her lost virginity. The squashed
feeling, and the inability to breathe properly, were the natural
results of a 200 pound man sleeping on top of a 80 pound girl.
Cindy moved her legs, and was relieved to find that she
could not only move, but feel with them as well. She ran her
little legs along his big hairy ones; and enjoyed the feel of
their naked skin rubbing together. She was going to be able to
have love after all! Quietly, she said, "Thank you Lord." Cindy
wasn't religious; but she felt so grateful that she was alive,
and had someone she could love; she had to thank someone.
Cindy pushed up on her older lover. He was so heavy, she
could hardly move him. John instinctively resisted the movement,
and snuggled closer. He kissed the little girl on the neck,
mumbled something that sounded like, "Love you," and went back to
snoring. The squirming pulled his semi-hard cock about an inch
out of the little girl's belly. Then it went back in, and seated
itself with his pubic hair once more rubbing against her light
fuzz above, and bare slit below.
The sensation thrilled Cindy. She stopped trying to push
the man off her chest, and concentrated on working her little
mound against his groin; and sliding her vagina up and down
around his swelling cock. She worked, and worked, but just
couldn't quite get off. Eventually, she got tired, and drifted
back to sleep. This time, she wrapped her arms lovingly around
her sleeping lover, and dreamed of big teddy bears and thick
heavy, warm covers. Eventually, she stopped dreaming entirely,
and slipped into a deep dreamless sleep.
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Cindy's midnight administrations had not gone completely
unnoticed. John Stockdale had been sleeping, when the little
girl began working herself around his cock. His drowsing brain
incorporated the feel into his dreams: where he was back in his
office at school, and Cindy Macon, and little Suzy Fisher were
both naked, and playing with his cock. He dreamed that he had
just convinced little Suzy to let him put his cock in her tiny
little slit, "Just to see what it feels like." He was just
starting to push his engorged penis up in the little girl's belly
while Cindy cheered him on. In his dream, it felt so good as his
swollen prick vanished up inside the tight little hole. He could
feel the child's hungry little vagina squeezing on his cock,
trying to coax his sperm out of his balls and into her eager
young belly, where it belonged. Gradually, the dream faded into
reality. "What a wet-dream!" John thought. Amazingly, the
sensations continued, even though the dream was ending. He still
felt the budding little tits against his chest, and the tight
squeeze of an immature young vagina sucking on his sliding cock.
If he looked down, he could see a flat little belly, and an
almost hairless slit stretched tightly around his now fully
engorged prick. Farther up, were two of the nicest little mounds
of tit-flesh that a man would ever want to fondle. John came
fully awake, and realized where he was. He was in bed with the
sexiest little girl in the whole 5th grade class. He was
spending the night in the child's own bedroom, where earlier he
had taken the little girl's virginity. Now he was actually
fucking the little girl while she slept. He felt the child's
vagina sucking on his penis, each time he pulled out, and
squeezing each time he pushed in. Mentally, it was exciting to
know that he had already ejaculated his sperm twice in the little
girl's belly; and the child was already carrying his seed in her
tiny little womb. Knowing the little girl wouldn't mind if he
tried to get her pregnant, was too much, even for a strong-minded
man like John Stockdale. He knew he was going to try to breed
the sleeping child. Carefully, he pulled his swollen cock
halfway out of the sexy little girl, and then slid it all the way
home in her tight little belly. He pushed his cock up hard in
the nubile young girl; and felt a little squirt of pre-cum leave
his prick, and lubricate the inside of her vagina. Back and
forth, back and forth, his big cock slid. There was something
incredibly exciting about trying to impregnate an 11-year-old
girl, while she slept; knowing she couldn't object. One more
push, and John knew the time had come. He was going to do it.
He was going to inseminate the sleeping child. He pushed his
swollen cock all the way up in the little girl's belly, as spasm
after spasm shook him. He was trying to squirt as much of his
dangerous baby-making sperm, as far up inside the little girl as
he could. The thrill of knowing he might father a child on the
innocent young girl, was incredible. It was naughty, and
forbidden, and incredibly sexy. Even the slight pangs of
conscience that might have spoiled his pleasure, were soothed by
the knowledge that Suzy had wanted him to cum in her earlier; and
her parents wouldn't get mad, even if he did get the little girl
pregnant.
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John's ejaculations slowed to squirts, and then dribbles.
He pulled his now tender cock from the clasping vagina of the
sleeping child. Noticing a bubble of white welling from the
little girl's puffy slit, he fumbled for a tissue, and stuck a
piece in the child's little hole to act as a plug. He then
flopped over on his back alongside the little girl, as the
realization came to him of how much he was going to miss the girl
("Woman now," he corrected himself.) when he had to go home the
next day. Damn! Only one night with this incredible child, and
he was already seriously considering marriage. The self
revelation was astounding. He actually loved the little girl.
The more he thought about it, the more certain he was. He'd have
to ask her in the morning.
All of a sudden, he berated himself for an idiot. The girl
was much too young. It would be at least two more years before
she could get married even with her parents' consent. Besides,
what kind of ego-trip was he on, to think that she'd accept. She
had told him that this was just to "Pop her cherry." She'd
probably laugh in his face.
This last thought, was too outrageous. John was too
intelligent to delude himself with that one. Cindy was too nice
a girl to laugh at a prospective suitor. He'd watched the little
girl turn down Joe Jackson's crude proposal in the hall one day.
She had managed to tell him no, without being sarcastic, or mean.
If she could do that with a scumball like J. J., he knew she
would find some way to let him down easy. Well, nothing
ventured, nothing gained. He resolved to ask the child (Woman)
the next day, First Thing. With that resolution, John Stockdale
wrapped his arms around the sleeping child and went to sleep. It
was so comfortable that the last thought he had as he drifted off
to slumberland, was, "I could get used to this, very easily."
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The next morning, John woke up to a hard-on. There was a
warm slippery something moving up and down on his cock. After a
few seconds, he recognized the sensation of a terrific blow-job.
"You don't have to do that, Honey," he told Cindy through
closed eyes; enjoying the sensations of a warm wonderful mouth
sucking on his rapidly expanding prick. He reached down to rub
the girl's scalp while he talked. His fingers tangled in the
girl's soft curly hair when he started to rub.
"Curly hair?!" his mind screamed at him, "Cindy has
beautiful straight brown hair." His eyes snapped open as he
jerked upright, and looked into the friendly eyes of Marylin
Summers. Marylin was just giving his cock one last tongue-
licking suck. The amazing little girl with the big boobs was
completely naked, except for a flimsy bra tucked underneath her
dangling mammarys, and a friendly grin.
"Isn't this a nice way to wake up?" inquired Marylin. "I
try to wake Billy up this way whenever I can. Makes him get all
ready to fuck. I can't imagine why." This last outrageous
denial was given with a smirk and a sparkle in her eye that
showed that she was sharing a private joke with him.
"But. But what happened. . .?" John Stockdale was at a
loss for words.
"To Cindy?" Marylin finished for him. "I sent her in to
take care of her big brother, now that her virginity is no longer
in the way. I told her that I'd take care of you, until she gets
back."
"But I was going to tell her. . .," John's voice trailed
off. This was private.
"That you loved her, and wanted her to marry you. Right?"
The pretty face smiled at him as she completed his second
unfinished sentence, while keeping her hand moving up and down on
his rigid cock.
"How. How did You know?" John felt his face flaming red as
he asked.
"You kept mumbling about it in your sleep. When I met Cindy
in the bathroom this morning, she told me about it. She sounded
kind of proud, and yet confused. So I suggested that she go in
and take care of her brother; while I took some of the lust out
of your love, and toned it down to something a 12-year-old girl
could handle." Marylin paused, then continued, "Now don't go
getting all uptight. Cindy'll be back here in a few minutes. If
you fuck me first, you won't be so horny and goggle-eyed when you
propose. That is unless you don't like me." This last was said
with a wistfulness that showed how insecure the child really was
about her sexuality; in spite of her obvious charms and
experience.
"Uh no. It's not that. It's just that Cindy. . ." John's
voice trailed off again. How was he going to explain this to
this amazing young girl?
"Cindy knows what I'm doing, and doesn't mind. If she did,
do you think she would have left me alone in here with you?" The
girl raised her eyebrows in question.
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"Uh, no but. . ." John couldn't think of what to say.
"No buts. Now come here, and fuck me. That is, unless you
don't want to." Marylin moved over on the bed, and motioned for
the man to get on top of her.
John Stockdale gave up. It seemed like this house was
filled with sexual conspiracies. He rolled over on top of the
blond sex maniac, and grabbed her enormous mammarys. "OK," he
said, "but first, I'm going to do this." With this, he started
sucking on one large tit, while he massaged the other with his
left hand. His right hand was not idle. He reached down between
the girl's legs, and started pushing his index finger in and out
of her squishy love hole.
"Oh Mr. Stockdale. How did you know that I love to have my
tits sucked? Do that some more. Push your finger right up
inside! Augghh!" The 16-year-old girl began to climax around
his probing digit.
"I know just what horny little girls like you need. And
right now, what you need is more of this!" With this statement,
John switched. He moved his mouth to the other swollen tit, and
swapped hands his right hand started caressing the girl's right
breast, while his left dipped into the creaming little fuzzy slot
that had been sucking on his right hand.
"Oh that feels so good. Now fuck me. Please?" The
pleading of the 16-year-old sexpot was too much. John got
between the girl's legs, and positioned his engorged cock in her
fuzz-covered little hole
"OK Marylin, here it comes," he exclaimed, as he pushed his
swollen member all the way up in the girl with a rush. The man
felt a tight ring surround the head of his penis, and then slip
down his cock until it grabbed the base so tightly, it was almost
painful. The teenager was even tighter than Cindy, and Cindy had
been a virgin! The squeezing of the girl's vagina as she started
to climax, trying to milk the sperm up from his balls and into
her eager young belly was incredible. John knew he wasn't going
to last long.
"Marylin, slow up," he cautioned the madly humping girl,
"I'm going to cum!"
"Do it," she grunted. "Cum in me. 'Want your cum in me."
"Shouldn't I pull out?" John asked, "I don't want to knock
you up."
"'s OK," the oversexed teenybopper assured him, "'On the
pill. Squirt your cum in my belly. Now! Unnh UnnnGh!" She
suddenly grabbed him in an embrace that threatened to choke him
as her pelvis went into high-gear, and her vaginal muscles
spasmed so hard around his cock that he felt she might tear it
off if she wasn't careful. John Stockdale's penis had had
enough. It bulged dangerously, and began to spew thick sticky
ropes of semen into the vagina of the climaxing teenager. Squirt
after squirt. John felt like he was emptying his whole body into
the belly of the orgasming young girl. Finally, his ejaculations
slowed to a trickle of sperm leaking from the head of his penis
into the girl's spasming hole.
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"Oh God that was good!" said Marylin, as she came down from
her mighty climax. "I always wanted to fuck you. Ever since if
first entered your class, I knew that one day I'd have to have
you. If I'd known that it would be this good, I'd probably have
raped you back then." She followed this with a little giggle as
her body started to relax.
John had to agree. It had been good. Still. . . "Uh
Marylin. Don't get hung up on me. Right now, Cindy is the girl
I want," he warned.
"Oh don't be silly," she replied, "I know that! I love
Billy too. That doesn't keep me from getting a little on the
side." She stopped to giggle. "Or a lot, as the case may be.
Billy understands, and so does Cindy. I just want you to fuck me
once in a while. I'll get Cindy's permission each time, if
that'll ease your conscience. OK?"
"Well, under those conditions, what can I say but OK?" John
replied, as he tried to disconnect from the incredible young
girl. A tight ring squeezed its way down the length of his
prick, stripping one last sticky glob of sperm from the head of
his cock, into the welcoming belly of the oversexed teenager with
the incredible bosom. "I'll get a tissue," he said, as his penis
finally snapped out.
"Don't bother," said Marylin, "look." Sure enough, not a
drop of semen leaked out of the girl's vagina, as she got up and
headed for the connecting bathroom. "I can keep it inside for
hours," she assured him. Her muscular control was incredible.
"Which reminds me," she continued, as she stopped, posing
naked, in the doorway, "I want you to promise me something."
"Well, that depends," said John carefully. "What?"
"Someday, after I'm married, I might want to have a baby.
Your baby. I want you to promise that you'll fuck me then, and
help me get pregnant. You won't have to support the baby or
anything, just help me make it."
"But what about Billy, and Cindy?" John temporized.
"Billy knows about me, and will do what I want. He's
already told me that if I marry him, I could have a baby by
anybody I want. He just insists that at least every other one be
his. As for Cindy, I'd get her permission first. Who knows, If
you two are married by that time, maybe she'll want to have one
by Billy, and we'd just swap."
The thought was too incredible. "Well, OK. If you say so,"
he replied.
"I do say so. Promise?"
"OK, Ok. I promise. Now get your cute little ass out of
here, and send Cindy back when she's finished with her brother."
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Marylin wiggled her "cute" little ass back at him as she
proceeded through the bathroom without stopping to drain his seed
out of her vagina. She kept on going right through the
connecting door on the other side; leaving both doors open so
that John could see into the other bedroom. There was part of a
bed visible in the opposite doorway; on which, John could see
Cindy's torso, as it shook with regular jolts. Someone was
obviously fucking the little girl; and from the sound of it, she
was about to have a rousing climax.
"Oh Billy. Fuck me, Fuck me FUCK ME!" The obscene words
spilled from the little girl's lips. "Squirt your sperm in my
belly. Don't hold back. Let me feel you cum in me. Unh
Unnnnh!" These last 2 grunts were forced from the child's lips,
as her brother jammed his cock high up into her tight little
snatch and held it there, as he ejaculated squirt after thick
sticky squirt of potent seed right up inside his own little
sister's belly, where it belonged.
Shortly, Cindy appeared in the doorway; the very picture of
a freshly fucked young girl. Her brother's sperm was leaking out
of her little slit, and dribbling down her leg; as she hurried to
the stool, and began to clean herself up with tissue. She looked
over at the man standing in the doorway with an embarrassed grin.
"Sorry," she said, "I just had to let him. If it wasn't for
Billy, I'd probably have been out screwing half the school by
now, and have been pregnant 6 times over."
John nodded his understanding; and then said, "could we
talk, privately? Please?" This last was almost a plaintive plea
for understanding.
"Yes Dear," said Cindy. She figured she knew what the
conversation was going to be about.
John's heart raced. She had called him, "Dear." Now he
could only hope, that the little girl knew what that term of
endearment had meant to him.
Cindy finished her toilet; and reentered the room, shutting
the door behind her. The young girl walked, unselfconsciously
naked, over to the man sitting on the bed, and cuddled up in his
lap.
"Now, what was it you wanted to say?" the girl asked, as she
smiled at him with a warmth that felt like the sun coming out
from behind a cloud.
At first, John was speechless. How could he tell this
incredibly beautiful child how much he loved her, without
sounding like a boy on his first date? He decided that even that
was better than looking like a dumb idiot. "Cindy," he said.
"Yes?" she encouraged. The sound from her lips almost
stopped his heart. It took the man several seconds to recover
before he continued.
"Cindy, do you remember what I said last night, about not
expecting me to marry you?"
Cindy nodded, and said, "I meant it. You can have me as
often as you want. No strings attached. If you want, I'll even
let you make a baby in me. Would you like that?"
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John Stockdale started to shake his head, then realized how
that might be misinterpreted. He started to nod, then blushed,
and finally ended up hiding his face in his hands. Why did the
child have to make it so difficult?
"What's the matter? Don't you want me?" The little girl
looked almost frightened.
This was too much for John. He grabbed the girl, and buried
his face in the beautiful long hair that was draped over her
shoulder, as he started to cry.
"It's OK," Cindy comforted him, as she as she patted him on
the back. She figured if he didn't want her, she wasn't going to
push him. She would learn to live with the heartache somehow.
After all, the man had never promised to love her. She was just
going to have to hide her love, and act happy, even if it broke
her heart to see him leave. "You don't have to say anything.
We'll just pretend this didn't happen, and you can go back home
without worrying about me." Cindy couldn't resist adding, "I
want you to know, that I'll always be grateful that you were my
first."
John knew he had to control himself. He was about to lose
the chance of his lifetime, if he let this misunderstanding
continue. "No. NO! You don't understand!" he almost bellowed
into the face of the beautiful young girl. John grabbed the
child by her arms and looked her square in the face. "It's not
that I don't want you," he continued, as her face took on a
puzzled look. "The trouble is, I do want you. More than you'll
ever know. I don't want to just fuck you, though you turn me on
like you wouldn't believe. I want to spend my time with you. I
want to wake up next to you every morning. Yes, I even want you
to carry my baby. I don't know how I'm going to go back to my
apartment. I won't be able to sleep without you near. I know
you're much too young to appreciate this; but I love you,
DAMMIT!, and I want to marry you!" This last statement came out
as almost a shout. He looked into the eyes of the girl for his
answer, dreading the thought of seeing fear, or worse yet, pity.
Cindy's face lit up like the sun. She felt like a woman who
had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, and then learns that the
lab had made a mistake, and it wasn't cancer after all, just a
mild skin-rash. He loved her! Not only that, he wanted to marry
her! Still, she controlled herself long enough to make sure she
hadn't made a mistake.
"Mmm, John?" she asked.
"Yes," he breathed. His previous declaration had taken
almost everything he had.
"Was that a proposal, or a proposition?" She added a smirk
to lighten the question.
"Both. Will you sleep with me for now, and marry me when
you can?" John held his breath for the answer.
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"WAHOOOOO!!!!" the girl bellowed, as she grabbed him like a
drowning man grabs a life-ring. "YES!, and yes!, and yes, and
yes, and yes, and. . ." Each yes was punctuated by a resounding
kiss that landed on another part of the man's anatomy. The last
one landed square on John's cock. From then on, the little
girl's tongue was too busy to talk, as she licked her way up his
body, enjoying the salty taste of his sweat. She ran her lively
little tongue into his belly button, and licked it; before
proceeding up to his chest where she sucked on the man's nipples,
and nipped at the tips with her sharp little teeth. From there
she proceeded to kiss the man on his neck, and on up until she
was nibbling on his ear. Her hot little breath in his ears
almost blew John's mind. The amazing child proceeded to lick all
over his ear; and then she stuck her hot little tongue right
inside. After doing one ear, she worked her way around his neck
with loving kisses, and gave his other ear the same treatment.
"I love you," Cindy said, as she finally stopped long enough
to look the man square in the face. "Say you love me."
"I love youbbblp!" John's voice became garbled as Cindy
mashed her soft warm little mouth down on his, and started
sucking on his tongue so he couldn't finish his reassurance.
For a long time, the two lovers kissed, then pulled apart
and just looked into each other's eyes. John tried to memorize
every detail of Cindy's face. The two of them were so engrossed
with each other, they never noticed the gathering audience that
Cindy's war-whoops had drawn.
"I don't know how I'm going to be able to go back to my
apartment. It'll be two years before you are old enough to get
married, even with your parents' permission. I don't think I'll
be able to sleep, not knowing that you're near." John's voice
was worried, as he shivered; thinking about his lonely bachelor
apartment.
"We'll work something out." The gruff voice caused the two
lovers' heads to turn around so fast that John was surprised that
his neck didn't snap under the strain. The whole family was
looking at them. Billy and Marylin were watching from the
adjoining bathroom. The girl's father and mother were standing
in the doorway that Cindy had left unlocked the night before.
The heads of a little boy could be seen peeking around Arlene's
legs, while the curly head of a little girl peeped between her
fathers. "Is everything OK Cindy?" he asked the girl. "It
sounded like you were screaming."
John was suddenly conscious of his nakedness, and the
nakedness of the little girl who was sitting on his lap. If it
hadn't meant that he would have to dump the girl on the floor, he
would have grabbed his clothes, and dashed out of the room in
embarrassment. Cindy rescued him, by calmly answering her
father's questions, both explicit, and implied.
"I was," she answered. "John asked me to marry him, and I
said yes." This last was almost defiant; as if she was daring
her father to make something of it.
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"I see. Well congratulations. Both of you." The older man
sounded sincere. "As I said before, we'll work something out.
C'mon you kids. Let's leave them alone. Oh, and John," this
last was said as Cindy's father stuck his head back inside the
door, just before closing it.
"Yes?" John said, holding the girl in front of him.
"While the two of you are planning your future, you might
give some thought to the fact that there are other states besides
this one." This bit of information was followed by the "snick"
of the lock, as the door closed behind him.
Cindy and John stared at each other openmouthed. Of course.
There were several states where a girl could marry as young as 12
with her parents' permission. The two lovers fell together on
the bed as they began to prepare for their future together.
Shortly, there was the squeaking of bedsprings that would have
announced to anyone listening, what was taking place in the
little girl's bedroom, but no one was. John's final thought
before he gave himself up to the charms of the beautiful young
girl was, "I can see why Cindy loves her father so much. I'm
beginning to love her parents, almost as much as she does."
After about 20 minutes, during which John had cum twice in
the beautiful young girl (Once in her belly, and once in her ass.
At her insistence; Cindy said she wanted to get used to it. She
explained that she was going to let him "Use the back door,"
whenever he couldn't fuck her "For Real," up the cunt, without
getting a big belly.), the two lovers paused to talk some more.
"Cindy?" John loved the feel of her name on his lips.
"Mmmmm?" Cindy was feeling too good to do more than purr at
the sound of her name coming from her lover's lips.
"You love your father very much, don't you?" All of a
sudden, John realized how inane that sounded. "I mean more than
just as a father," he expanded.
"What do you mean?" Cindy was confused.
"I mean, like your brother. You'd like to go to bed with
your father, wouldn't you?" John felt he had to know.
"I suppose. I won't though, now that we're engaged." Cindy
felt she owed him that honesty. "Billy either," she finished.
"Oh dear. Now I've done it," the man muttered.
"What?"
"Cindy, listen very closely. I love you," John said.
"I love you too," she replied, warmed by his words.
John was getting frustrated. How could he put this into
words? He tried anyway. "Cindy, what I mean is, I love you. I
don't own you. If you want to make love to somebody, even (or
especially) your own father, I won't object. I just don't want
you to ever have to lie to me."
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John raised his finger, and put it on the lips of the little
girl as she started to say something.
"Hear me out." He stopped her interruption, then continued,
"Let me finish what I'm going to say, then answer. Please?"
John continued at the girl's acquiescent nod, "I know that
some people get mad, if their wife or girlfriend even looks at
another man. I don't. I consider that jealousy, and I think
it's the result of looking on someone else as your possession;
not someone you want to be happy. I think that jealousy destroys
love, not enhances it. As I said, I love you; I want you to be
happy. If it would make you happy to take your father to bed,
then I'll do everything I can to make it happen. The same thing
goes for your brother. Just save a little for me. Please?"
John's eyes sparkled as he smiled at his own joke, and
continued, "As your husband, I do expect you to carry my children
but," He paused for breath.
Cindy interrupted. "I'd like that!" she said, with a
giggle.
Waving the girl to silence, he continued, "As I was saying,
'but they don't all have to be mine, if you don't want.' Marylin
was telling me this morning that Billy told her that she could
have every other child by someone else, if she wanted. If your
brother can be that generous to his future wife, I don't see why
I can't with mine."
Cindy gazed at the man with stars in her eyes. "You mean?"
she could barely breathe the question.
"I mean, that after you have at least 2 of my kids, that if
you want to have a baby by your father, or by your big brother,
or even one by each, I won't object. Of course, the next one
after that, would be mine," he added as an afterthought.
Cindy couldn't believe her luck. She knew she had been
getting the handsomest, smartest, most eligible man in town for a
prospective husband, but she hadn't realized how much she had
been prepared to give up to get him. Now to find out that she
wouldn't have to give up anything, that she could have it all,
thanks to this wonderful man. . . . Her little heart almost
melted in gratitude. She proceeded to thank him the best way she
could, by grabbing him, hugging him, and trying to show just how
much she loved him. In the back of her mind, she swore that he
would never lose by his generous offer. She would make it up to
him somehow. A germ of an idea started to grow in her head as
she snuggled up to him. John's cock had received too much use.
It wouldn't rise any more that morning, if all the young female
students in his class had tripped into the room and performed a
striptease in front of him. Still it was pleasant to cuddle up
naked next to a beautiful young, willing female whom, he felt,
loved him almost as much as he loved her.
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"Cindy?" John asked after a suitable period.
"Yes Dear?" Cindy muttered into his neck, as she nuzzled his
earlobe.
"Can I ask a favor?"
"Nnnn?" Cindy bit at his earlobe. As if he had to ask. If
John had asked her to jump in a pot of boiling acid, she probably
would have obliged at the moment.
"If you fuck your father, can I watch?"
That got Cindy's attention. "Why you dirty old man!" Her
eyes gleamed with mischief. "We'd have to get his permission."
"Your mother's too."
That thought hadn't occurred to Cindy. "You're probably
right," she said.
"I know I'm right," John continued. "And, now that I think
about it, that's probably the best approach. Your mother would
probably understand, and she could convince your father. I think
I'm beginning to love your mother almost as much as you do."
Cindy smiled. Her smile filled the room like the sun on a
warm spring day. The idea that had been growing in the back of
her mind had just ripened into full fruition. Cindy had just
figured out how to thank this incredible man for his generosity.
"John?" Cindy inquired.
"Yes Cindy?" John rolled the girl's name around on his
tongue.
"When's your birthday?"
"September 4th. Why?"
"Just thinking. That's Labor Day, isn't it?"
"'Day before. Why?" he inquired again.
"I was just thinking about what to get you for your
birthday. I think I'll surprise you."
"Whatever you say." John went back to the enjoyable task of
running his big hands over every inch of this incredibly
beautiful young child's body. He was trying to memorize every
square inch of the little girl's body by feel.
About an hour later, the murmurs in the little girl's
bedroom were interrupted by a cheerful, "Breakfast in 5 minutes!"
that obviously came from Cindy's younger sister.
John reluctantly untangled himself from the arms of his
young fiancee. As he reached for his clothes, Cindy interrupted
him.
"Just your underpants, John," she said. "Breakfast is very
informal."
John shrugged, and resisted the impulse to dress anyway.
After last night, he'd believe anything about this family. . .
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