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Subject: {ASSM} New Story: Should Have Listened To My Mother - Part 2 (MFff, teen, inc, preg)
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Should Have Listened To My Mother - Part 2
by TheNewHorizon (thenewhorizon@gmail.com)

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***

This is a continuing story about a daughter who was 
raped 15 years ago by her father and how he came back 
into her life many years later and meets his two new 
daughters that were the product of their incest 15 
years earlier. (MFff, ped, inc, preg)

***

My life was turned upside down 15 years ago when I 
decided to find my real father against my mother's 
wishes. I didn't listen to her and I learned the hard 
way the truth about my father. He raped me and 
impregnated me, having no one else to turn to after my 
mother disowned me I fell into a trapped abusive life 
with my father where he treated me like his slut 
girlfriend not his daughter.

I did manage to escape though thought the help of my 
friend and went on to raise my two daughters alone just 
like my mother had raised me. These past 15 years I had 
done well for myself going back to school part time and 
becoming a legal secretary. Just like my mother had 
tried to do I also was trying to give my two daughters 
now 15 and 14 years old a better life.

Fate can be very cruel however, 15 years is just long 
enough to totally forget a past life, I did not want to 
remember those 3 years that I lived with my rapist 
father and for the most part I had moved on and 
forgotten those days which was hard to do initially 
when you look at your daughters knowing your own father 
was responsible for them. I had become to complacent 
lately, I never ever thought either my mother or father 
would ever come back into my life after all this time 
but sure enough I was wrong.

Unfortunately it wasn't my mother that came back into 
my life, that at least would have been welcome. No 
instead my father out of no where decided to interfere 
with our lives.

It was a day like any other; I was arriving home from 
work slightly early today and was looking forward to 
watching a movie tonight at home with my two daughters 
Jammie and Casey. As I was entering our apartment 
building I noticed an older man pacing around outside, 
I didn't think much of it at the time but he did look a 
little familiar although he was farther away from me so 
I didn't get a good look.

Not too long after I settled down and started to relax 
I heard a knock on the door. Looking through the peep 
hole I could see it was that older man, looked maybe 60 
years old or so but I wasn't sure who he was. I yelled 
out "Who are you? What do you want?"

The old man replied calmly, "Julie, this is your 
father. I would like to talk to you for a few minutes." 

Julie's heart almost skipped a beat, she was scared 
like she hadn't been in over 15 years. She had always 
hoped this monster had died over the years but sadly 
here he was out of the blue.

"Go AWAY or I'm calling the cops, get the fuck out of 
here," was Julie's immediate response. Her father just 
remained calm and pleaded to just talk to her for a few 
minutes. Julie picked up an aluminum baseball bat they 
always kept by the door just in case trouble came 
looking for them. Julie agreed to let him in but warned 
him to keep his distance and not to try anything.

When she slowly opened the door she was surprised at 
the sight of her father, he looked considerably older 
now but at the same time it looked like he had cleaned 
himself up more and at least looked somewhat more 
respectable then the old redneck image she had in her 
head.

Her father seemed subdued and sat down at their table 
and started to talk with her. He said he doesn't blame 
her for the way she reacted to him and that he knows he 
was a horrible father in the past and what he had done 
to her was criminal and there was no excuses for it.

He went on to explain how after I had disappeared that 
one day he was devastated and that it wasn't until 
after I had escaped him that he actually thought about 
what he did to me. My father explained how he cleaned 
himself up slowly and got into some sort of trades job 
working with metals and for the past 15 years or so had 
been working there. 

It was around then that I cut him off and was blunt 
with him, I told him I don't fucking care what he was 
doing the last 15 years, whatever it was it must have 
been considerably much easier and nicer then having to 
raise 2 children on your own. I asked him what the hell 
he wanted, was he here for forgiveness or something? I 
didn't get it.

My father also cut to the chase too, he admitted that 
although he had a good job all those years he ended up 
blowing all his money on gambling a bad habit he never 
was able to rid himself of. He wasn't asking me for 
forgiveness for what he did but he was asking if he 
could stay here for a little while until he could find 
another trades job in the city.

Was he fucking insane? I was too skeptical of anything 
he had to say. Even though I was freaking out on him 
and pissed he would even suggest such a thing he just 
remained calm then entire time. He looked like a 
defeated man, this was not quite the man I remember 
raping me.

My father said he understood all of my concerns and was 
well aware I would feel this way but he had no other 
options. I was the only family he still had. I realized 
just as I had gone back to him knowing he was abusive 
rapist, he was doing the same thing because at some 
level we were still family. My father then gave me an 
envelope that had $5000 inside it. He said that is all 
the remaining money he was able to save and keep away 
from his gambling debts, he said I could have it and 
put it towards "our" kids if I allowed him to stay.

I really didn't want to accept that money from him, I 
was doing fine with my daughters without him all these 
years but this money would definitely go a long way 
towards college for them. So reluctantly I couldn't 
even believe I was about to do this but I accepted it 
and allowed him to sleep on the couch. I laid out many 
rules for him and if he broke any of them he would be 
out the door immediately.

Among the rules I imposed on him, he couldn't touch me 
or the girls in any way whatsoever, he had to sleep on 
the couch and no where else, he wasn't to walk around 
naked or even half naked anywhere, he was not too drink 
any alcohol and finally he was not to tell my daughters 
that he was their real father. He was to refer to 
himself as Ron, a friend of mine and that's it.

At the moment we both heard the apartment door opening, 
Jammie and Casey were home from school. They were 
surprised to see a man inside their place. In all the 
years both Jammie and Casey had never seen their mother 
date or be involved with a man so this looked a little 
out of the usual. Julie introduced to her daughters her 
father simply by his first name Ron saying he was an 
old friend who had fallen on hard times and would be 
staying with us for a little while.

Ron looked at his young daughters or were they partly 
his grandchildren as well? he wasn't sure. He was 
amazed how beautiful both of them were though. Jammie 
was the oldest child at 15 years old and was already 
well developed, had an amazing figure and some averaged 
sized breasts that were no doubt still growing. Casey 
was a year younger and also was beginning to develop 
into a woman, she had smaller petite breasts and still 
had a younger look to her to go along with a slim body. 
Both Jammie and Casey were brunettes, which took after 
their father not their mother nor my own mother who 
were blond.

Julie figured if anything was to go wrong it would 
happen within the first week but surprisingly nothing 
happened. Her father settled in and the girls were kind 
of happy to have a male presence in the household. Ever 
since I escaped my father's torment I never again had 
any relationships with any men, as sad as it was to 
admit her father was the only true sexual relationship 
she ever had with a man. 

After all that abuse she didn't really feel the need 
for sex any more after that. Julie was confused, did 
her father really change, this man who had been staying 
with them for weeks now was like a totally different 
person then that rough redneck personality she once 
knew.

Then one night the true father she knew came back. 
Since he was forbidden to drink in the house he went 
out to a local bar one night and ended up having too 
much to drink, he was totally wasted and the evil in 
him came back out when he was drunk. It was about 
2:30am when he staggered back into the apartment and 
wandered into the main room. It was a Saturday night 
and I was still up watching some late night TV when he 
came in.

I was sleepy myself so I didn't even notice he was 
drunk until he sat down beside me on the couch and I 
could smell the liquor from his breath. Before I could 
even react he put his hand up my shorts and shoved his 
tongue down my throat. I managed to break off from him 
and slap him hard across the face. He then lunged on me 
and pinned me down. He whispered in my ear, "Julie 
baby, I'm horny and I want some pussy tonight, you can 
either give me some just like old times or I can pay a 
visit to one of the other two pussies in the house, 
your choice baby."

I began crying as he gave me a minute to make a choice, 
there was no real choice anyways, I had to do it with 
him to protect my daughters from this monster at least 
until he got sober again. Reluctantly I agreed knowing 
I had yet again made a huge mistake allowing this 
monster in the house. My mother once told me that he 
was an evil man that would never ever change, even 15 
years later and after all I had been through I still 
wasn't listening to her and making big mistakes as a 
result.

I led my drunken old father to my bedroom, we both 
stripped and here I was about to have sex again with my 
father only this time it was 15 years later after, I 
was in my 30's and he was about 60 years old. I was 
submitting to him to protect my daughters I told 
myself, just do it and get it over with.

I watched as my old father got on the bed naked with 
me, most of his body hair was now graying and he was 
much fatter now then before. He got between my legs and 
started eating me out for a few minutes. This was 
something he had never done for me in the past, never. 
It didn't take me long before he had me close to an 
orgasm, it had been many years since I have had sex so 
this felt new to me again.

Being out of action for so long I couldn't hold back 
and started to orgasm from my father's sucking, he 
sensed this and shifted positions rubbing his cock head 
up and down my slit. He then started to thrust in and I 
felt his entire cock slide all the way down to the hilt 
feeling his hairy balls slap into me. It felt extremely 
good to be filled like this but again like every other 
time I had sex with my father I felt great shame and 
sadness but my body always betrayed me and the lust won 
over.

Despite his drunkenness he had great staying power and 
we managed to fuck each other hard just like old times 
for over an hour. We had switched positions several 
times and then while I was riding his cock I orgasmed a 
second time. This was too much for the old man and he 
went stiff held my ass hard on his cock as he began 
erupting spewing his sperm in my pussy, spurt after 
spurt of cum flooded me until I was full.

I got off of him and we both fell asleep without 
cleaning ourselves up from the mess we made. The next 
morning I woke up early, the girls had already woke up 
and left to go to a friends place so it was just me and 
my father in the apartment. I cleaned myself up, got 
dressed and grabbed my baseball bat. When he finally 
got up and started to walk naked towards the bathroom 
he never saw me coming and I took a huge swing smashing 
the bat behind his knee cap as hard as I could.

He collapsed instantly with incredible pain swearing 
and yelling. I stepped on his neck and spoke down to 
him, "If you ever try and pull anything like last night 
again I will kill you. I could have killed you right 
now but I am warning you instead. 

"I can't deny any longer that I am a slut, sadly you 
are the only lover I have ever known and for what its 
worth we do fuck each other pretty well dad but I will 
not have you even thinking of fucking my daughters. You 
and I can fuck once in a while if I am ok with it but 
that's it, none of this rape stuff, if you want to fuck 
me your daughter then at least be a man about it."

I was trembling as I said this to him, I couldn't even 
believe the words I spoke but it was true. I finally 
admitted to myself that although my father raped and 
abused me 15 years ago he still was the only lover I 
had ever known and I was coming to acceptance of that. 
I also realized that I was lonely, I did need a man for 
some loving once in a while, something I had denied 
myself for many years. 

I told my father I could be his lover but not his slut 
or whore and definitely my daughters were not to be 
touched by him. I had to make that as clear as 
possible. I realized I had turned the tables, he used 
me before for his own personal pleasures but now I will 
use him under my own terms.

My father in pain and clearly surprised by my 
aggressive ambush of him he had no choice but to agree. 
I forced my will on to him just as he did on me last 
night and I had no apologies for that. He later limped 
off I assumed to visit the hospital to see how much 
damage I gave him. 

I also left during the day to get the after morning 
pill, there was no way I would be having any more of 
his children which is why I also put myself on the 
birth control pill as well from then on. Ron later 
returned with a cane limping and explained nothing was 
damaged but it would be sore for a week or so.

After my assault on my father he had learned his 
lesson, he knew I was not to be messed with and he was 
smart enough to see that he was being offered a casual 
sex relationship with his adult daughter, what more 
could he ask for. Although I knew he wanted a piece of 
the younger girls doing so would have bad consequences 
and he wasn't going to risk it.

***

Several months went by and my father and I had gotten 
back into fucking each other on a regular basis. My 
daughter's Jammie and Casey started to clue into the 
fact that Ron was sleeping with me every night and they 
even heard us fucking on several occasions as we were 
very loud. Both Jammie and Casey started asking me 
questions and tip toeing around asking if we were 
officially together now, if Ron was my boyfriend now.

I had no real choice but tell them yes, they were both 
very happy for me that I finally had a man. If only 
they knew the truth I don't think they would be so 
happy. My dysfunctional sexual relationship with my 
father was neither normal or acceptable in anyone's 
eyes so it was better them to know Ron as my boyfriend 
then to know the real truth.

As time went on we all grew closer despite this family 
setup being a dysfunctional one. Except for that one 
night that my drunk father had threatened me he had 
otherwise has been a completely different person then 
the abusive rapist I knew many years before. Both 
Jammie and Casey grew closer to him knowing him only as 
Ron. He was the only real male presence in their life 
and I could see it was having an impact on them.

I was a bit disturbed when Jammie and Casey would 
occasionally flirt with my father and tease him a lot 
of the time by walking around the apartment in only 
their bra and panties. Seeing 15 and 14 year old girls 
strutting around half naked must have been torture for 
the old man, the younger man I knew would have raped 
them already but this was now a beaten down old man, he 
had lost his edge.

***

It was now nearing the end of school for Jammie and 
Casey. Jammie was going to an end of year dance, her 
first major dance at high school and se was very 
excited about it. Ron watched quietly into the room as 
he saw Julie helping Jammie get dressed for the big 
night. Jamie had a sexy dark blue dress on that showed 
off her figure nicely. 

Just watching his young sexy daughter the product of 
incest got him very horny but he knew he couldn't act 
on it, he was now a shell of his former self and he 
knew it. He resigned himself to looking but not 
touching. Both Julie and Ron wished her a good time as 
she left with her date a young boy about her same age.

Julie did not wait up for her daughter later, she 
trusted her and wanted to give her a taste of freedom 
so she didn't give her a curfew or wait up for her. 
Julie went to sleep early because she had to wake up 
early to work on Saturday unfortunately. Ron on the 
other hand stayed up late watching TV, sitting back and 
vegetating. Around 2:00am he heard someone fumbling 
around with keys at the door but no one came in.

So he got up and walked over to investigate, he could 
see it was Jammie and he could still see she was having 
problems getting the door open so he helped her out and 
opened it for her. He could tell that she was obviously 
drunk and had a hickie on her neck. He whispered to her 
to be quiet and come in. Jammie stumbled in and plopped 
herself down on the sofa. Her dress was slightly a miss 
so he knew she had been fooling around with her date 
tonight.

For the first time ever in his life he felt like he was 
a father and had to comfort her and see if she was ok. 
He slowly sat down with her and asked if she had a good 
time tonight. Jammie just smiled with lust in her eyes, 
she said she had a lot of fun tonight but the party 
ended a little too soon for her, she was still horny. 
Ron being an old man was pretty surprised to hear a 15 
year old talk like this so he wasn't sure what to make 
of it.

Jammie just leaned up close to Ron and said in a 
lustful voice, "How about you and me have some fun old 
man? I want to have some fun." She leaned forward and 
kissed him and grabbed his crotch. Ron got scared, he 
didn't want to get caught, "Uuh uh Jammie, we can't do 
this I am too old for you and I'm with your mother, it 
isn't right." He tried to resist her but Jammie jumped 
up and got over his lap startling him.

Jammie dared him to turn her down and then slowly 
started to unzip her dress from behind until the top 
part fell down exposing her still small breasts for 
him. "I know you've wanted to see these for a while you 
old dirty man, I've seen the way you look at me 
sometimes when I walk around here in my bra and 
panties, you can't deny it." Ron didn't want this, he 
was trying to be a better man it was already bad enough 
he raped his daughter Jammie's mother many years ago 
but here was his incestuous child coming on to him 
basically throwing herself at him. Despite Julie's 
warning he couldn't resist he started to cup her 
breasts and fondle them.

Before long Jammie had stepped out of her dress and 
removed her panties. She was naked on him and giving 
him sort of a slow lap dance on the couch. She was 
still very drunk and this was an entirely different 
side of Jammie that Ron had never seen before, even 
Julie probably had never seen this side of her before. 
She was now tugging at his boxers and pulling them down 
exposing his hard cock.

Jammie repositioned herself between his legs and 
started to give the old man an enthusiastic blow job. 
Little did she know it was actually her real father not 
just her mother's boyfriend. Ron watched as his young 
15 year old daughter sucked on his 60 year old mans 
dick. He was aware of the consequences of what was 
happening but he couldn't help it, she had begged for 
it from him and he couldn't stop himself now.

After she had wetted his cock Jammie climbed back up on 
top of Ron and positioned his cock at her entrance. 
Obviously she wasn't a virgin, this young girl was 
already experienced. Before she impaled herself though 
he warned her, "Uuh Jammie, we aren't using a condom." 
Jammie just replied with no expression, "I don't care, 
I could always get an abortion if I need to." and with 
that she dropped herself on his long hard cock which 
sank immediately to the hilt.

Jammie started bouncing up and down on the old man, she 
was clearly in control fucking his old hard cock. She 
was starting to moan louder which scared Ron, he had to 
put his hand over her mouth to muffle her otherwise 
Julie was going to wake up. Ron couldn't believe he was 
fucking her and that she initiated it. Even when he 
tried to be a good guy he was still doing bad stuff he 
shouldn't be doing.

Ron gave into it though, he was still a man and loved 
young pussy so if his 15 year old daughter wanted to 
fuck him who was he to stop her. After 20 minutes 
Jammie orgasmed and froze on his cock, not wanting to 
skip a beat Ron picked her up and dropped her down on 
the couch and repositioned himself again and entered 
her.

Being a 60 year old man he was amazed he still had the 
lasting power while fucking such a young tight pussy 
but here he was plowing into her with long hard strokes 
and just like her mother Jammie was locking her legs 
behind him, he couldn't even pull out if he wanted to. 
The moment of truth then came and he exploded deep 
inside her cunt, filling her entire pussy with his old 
man cum. He stayed in her for a moment cupping her tits 
a few more times before separating.

Jammie just smiled a sluttly look and kissed him open 
mouth. She explained to him, "I've been listening and 
watching you fuck my mother for some time now and you 
have helped me get off many times, I thought it would 
be nice to return the favor. Also I wanted to prove 
that I can be a hotter fuck then her, do you agree?" 
Ron just smiled but in reality he knew he was playing 
with fire much more so then ever before in his life.

Ron could see his cum spilling out of her, his 
daughter, his daughter's daughter. The Ron of the past 
would have found that hot and sexy but somehow over the 
15 years he had been tamed and he began to realize he 
was feeling guilt at what he just did even if he didn't 
initiate it.

Over the next few weeks things were normal except for 
Jammie, occasionally cornering him when Julie was out 
and demanding sex. Ron couldn't believe it but it was 
two younger women calling the shot bossing him around 
now, quite a change from his younger years. The only 
way he felt more like the man he used to be was when he 
drank a lot but he refused to do it.

What was worse now was that Casey was also starting to 
openly flirt and even flash Ron, he didn't know where 
this was leading to but he had a gut feeling in his 
stomach that things were spinning out of control. The 
last thing he wanted was Julie to go to the police 
later and tell them I had raped her and their own 
incestuous daughters. A jury would convict you in 2 
seconds over something like that.

Ron could tell both sisters had something big planned 
for the night their mother had to travel to work 
related dinner in another city 4 hours away, because of 
the distance she would be staying the night but would 
be back the next morning. Julie had felt comfortable 
enough now to leave both of her daughters with him 
alone for the night but empathized not to fuck up stuff 
or he would be sorry.

After Julie had left that evening both of the girls 
started drinking some vodka they had acquired from 
somewhere. I tried to tell them they shouldn't be 
drinking but Jammie just rudely replied, "Fuck off Ron, 
your not our father and we can do whatever we feel like 
and if you like our pussies you should just shut up and 
stop complaining." Did she just say "our" pussies? What 
the hell did they have in mind?

Through the night they stayed mostly in the kitchen 
drinking, quietly whispering to each other and giggling 
like normal teenage girls. They insisted I drink as 
well so as I result I ended up having about three screw 
drivers which were heavy on the vodka. I was getting 
very drunk, the first time in a long while but I wasn't 
feeling angry rage like I usually do when I drink, I 
felt a lot more mellow.

Later towards midnight both Jammie and Casey 
disappeared for about 15 minutes into their room. When 
they came back they were both wearing their school girl 
uniform with the skirt hiked up high and the top tied 
tight exposing skin. They both smiled to me and told me 
they wanted to have fun with me to night. Both Jammie 
and Casey went to each side of me on the couch and 
started kissing me and grabbing my crotch. As they both 
grabbed my crotch they began kissing each other as well 
in front of me. After a few minutes of this I was hard 
as hell and they led me into their bedroom.

Jammie took one look around and said, "No, no, no this 
won't do, we'll have to go to mom's bed which is much 
bigger." We all got on the bed and they both pulled off 
my pants and shirt. They then told me to watch, I sat 
their mesmerized as they took turns eating each other 
out, not surprisingly there was no panties under those 
skirts. At one point I watched as both teenage girls 
got into the 69 position as they continued to pleasure 
each other.

After both sisters had got themselves hot and wet they 
turned their attention to Ron and started giving him a 
blow job together. Both girls worked the full length of 
his long shaft, Jammie also began to fondle his balls. 
Jammie then said softly, "We have a special treat for 
you tonight, you get to take Casey's virginity." Ron 
nearly came right then hearing that. He stopped the 
girls for a moment saying, "Whoah wait a minute, your 
mother is going to kill me if she ever found out I 
don't think we can do this as much as I want to."

Casey spoke up and told him that she wanted to become a 
woman like her sister, she also had peaked in many 
times while he and their mother had sex. She was too 
curious and too horny, she wanted to lose her virginity 
and she wanted him to take it. Needless to say she also 
didn't know that Ron was her father and here she was 
asking him to devirginize her. Casey pointed out that 
she was going to lose it soon anyways it might as well 
be with a real man with a real cock and not some clumsy 
boy.

Ron thought about it and realized he had already gone 
this far he might as well go for it and hope their 
mother doesn't find out. It had been decades now since 
he last had a virgin so how could he say no. With out 
saying another word, he spread her legs and lined up 
his hard erect cock to her virgin hole. Looking down at 
this sweet 14 year old girl in a school girl outfit was 
truly an erotic sight.

As my cockhead nudged her still almost hairless pussy 
she moaned, I rubbed it up and down her slit to gain 
some lubrication and at the same time fumbled to undo 
her shirt which Jammie helped me with I was now feeling 
her tiny A-cup breasts as I was about to push into her 
tight hole.

It was slow going at first, only the corona of my cock 
slipping in but slowly more began to give way until I 
hit her hymen. Her facial expressions signaled pain so 
I warned her, she told me to quick wasting time so with 
out further delay I jabbed my cock hard into her and I 
felt her maidenhood give way as my cock buried down to 
the hilt. I had now taken the virginity of this 14 year 
old girl, my daughter, my daughter's daughter...

I began to slowly fuck her at first with nice slow easy 
strokes until her pussy adjusted to my size and the 
pain died down. Once she started humping back at me I 
started to pick up the pace more and really fuck this 
teenage girl hard. Jammie watched on while fingering 
herself as she watched her sister lose her virginity 
and get fucked by this 60 year old man.

I had tried to hold out longer but once I felt Casey 
being overtaken by an orgasm I couldn't wait any 
longer, I threw my head back as I began ejaculating 
into her tight cunt filling her teenage womb with my 
potent sperm. As I withdrew from her I could see lots 
of my sperm leaking out of her, Jammie quickly got 
between her sisters legs and began licking and sucking 
it up.

All three of us went on to fuck for the rest of the 
night in many positions, I must have came at least 5-6 
times in the girls and the girls likewise had many 
orgasms. For tonight I felt like I was younger again, 
not in a rough and brutal like I once was but in 
another way, I felt alive.

We all fell asleep sometime as the sun was starting to 
rise up. Both girls laying on my chest, their pussies a 
sticky mess and the bed an awful mess as well. The 
entire apartment reeked of sex and all of them totally 
forgot Julie would be back in the morning.

***

As Julie entered her apartment building she was 
relieved to be back home again, she was growing tired 
of these business related dinners but it was still 
necessary to attend them. As she walked into her 
apartment something seemed off, they placed reeked of 
sex and she got a sickening feeling in her stomach. She 
tip toed down the hall way to the bedrooms, her 
daughter's bedroom was empty.

As she turned the corner to her own bedroom she stopped 
dead in her tracks, there right before her was her two 
teenage daughters laying naked together sleeping with 
her father on her bed. She absolutely couldn't believe 
it as she noticed her father's cum smeared on their 
pussies Julie knew she had failed them, yet again she 
had made another mistake in life and as a result her 
daughter's lives would be screwed up just like her own. 
She broke down and started crying at the door.

As she sat on the floor shaking her head asking herself 
how she could have been so stupid to trust the man that 
had once raped her images of her mother flooded her 
head. Even after 15 years why hadn't she listened to 
her mother and never trusted him, to this day she still 
was giving her bastard of a father a chance despite all 
the horrible things he had done and now as a result 
both her daughters the products of incest with this 
horrible man were now probably pregnant with this 
monsters children.

Julie couldn't take it any more, she had to stand up 
for them, for herself and for her mother. It was time 
to break the cycle, this man would not be allowed to 
ruin any more lives after this day. Julie ran out of 
the apartment and searched through storage in her 
apartment. She had bought a hand gun many years ago 
just in case her father had ever came back. After a few 
minutes she found it buried with some of her old stuff 
still fully loaded.

When Julie reentered the apartment she knew what she 
was going to do, she did not care of the consequences. 
At this moment she knew exactly what her own mother 
felt when she learned I was pregnant, she felt dead 
inside herself. Her life was a terrible waste anyways, 
her father ruined it many years ago, even though she 
recovered and raised her daughters she was still a 
defeated and mentally destroyed person. Maybe this 
would be belated revenge for her.

As Julie entered the bedroom she started yelling at 
them pointing the gun at her father. They all woke up 
caught off guard and scared. Julie motioned for Jammie 
and Casey to move out of the way. They knew they were 
caught in big trouble and did not dare question their 
mother. Her father started pleading for his life saying 
he didn't rape them, they had seduced him. Bullshit, 
lies she thought, she wouldn't believe his version of 
the story. He begged for Jammie and Casey to backup his 
story but they remained silent, he grew desperate 
begging and pleading.

Julie grew tired of this pathetic display, images of 
the past raced through her mind of her father raping 
her that fateful day all the way up until this moment, 
she softly said to him while tears followed down her 
face, "Sorry dad, it ends here, mom was right I should 
have listened to her many years ago, you are a terrible 
rapist father and that is something that is not 
forgivable, you will ruin no more lives, good bye dad 
it was nice knowing you." As she finished her sentence 
closed her eyes and pulled the trigger.

What happened next was too much of a blur. A loud bang 
then mentally she had broke down, lots of screaming, 
police and ambulance noises followed but Julie was too 
far gone. Everything was a complete blur, I think 
people were trying to ask me questions but I had no 
clue what was happening.

It wasn't until weeks later I sort of snapped out of it 
and I was in some sort of hospital with my wrist 
handcuffed to the bed. A detective later talked with me 
about everything that had happened, apparently I had 
killed my father at point blank range. He went on to 
say he knew about my past, after I had the mental 
breakdown they started piecing together and figured out 
what my father had done to her in the past and what he 
did to my daughters.

The detective also told me that he spoke with my old 
friend that had originally helped rescue me away from 
him and he had also spoken to my mother. He said that 
for the past few weeks I was constantly repeating over 
and over again "I Should have listened to my Mother."

Needless to say they were not going to charge me with 
my father's murder, no jury would ever convict me and 
if there was ever a case for an insanity defense this 
was definitely it. He said that I would have to spend 
some time here in this hospital though to receive some 
mental rehabilitation and therapy. 

I asked what was happening with my daughters, he 
explained that they were also a bit shaken up over the 
whole ordeal of what happened. They knew nothing of the 
truth that he was their father so it obviously shook 
them up a bit but they were doing well and that 
surprisingly my mother came forward and offered to 
continue raising them and take care of them. I smiled 
and felt good about that.

I could see the detective was hesitating though, 
holding something back from me. I pressured him and he 
finally told me something that I didn't want to hear. 
Both my daughter's were pregnant with his child and 
both were insistent on keeping their child even though 
doctors, the detectives and her mother urged them not 
to keep it because the children would be yet another 
generation of incest. The children would end up having 
75% of my father's DNA however they wanted to still 
have the child despite the ugly truth.

Over time I got better and yet once again moved on with 
my life, Jammie and Casey both gave birth both having 
baby girls. Luckily though my mother worked her magic 
and managed to convince the girls to give up the girls 
for adoption. As a result they went on to live normal 
teenage lives and did well at school. My mother was 
extremely proud of her grandchildren. I later 
reconciled with my mother after over 15 years, we had 
much to talk about, I finally apologized for not 
listening to her all those years ago and she forgave me 
also blaming herself for kicking her out of the house. 

We were on good terms again and together we raised my 
two daughters over the next few years. Both Jammie and 
Casey went on to finish school get good jobs and marry 
good men. My mother and I were happy for accomplishing 
that, that's all my mother ever wanted was to better 
the life of her child, that didn't quite happen with me 
but at least we were able to do it with my children.

Many years later Ron our "father" is never spoken of 
within the family, not even Jammie and Casey's husbands 
knew the truth that they were incest children nor did 
they know both had more incestuous children of their 
own. For now everyone is happy but we live knowing full 
well those two girls are out there somewhere and maybe 
one day they'll come looking for their mother. We were 
all comforted by the fact though those girls would 
never ever be able to meet their father and that was 
the most important thing.

The End

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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