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really proud of the fact that they had been 'taking care of'
their father since their mother died. Two of the women proudly
showed off the babies that their father had given them. It seems
the guy actually made it a point, to fuck his little girls, when
they were fertile, instead of trying to keep them from getting
pregnant.
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The youngest girl, who was about my age, they kept behind a
curtain, as they didn't want to expose her to the camera. But
she was fucking her daddy too. In fact, she was 7 months
pregnant, and proud of it. That's why they didn't show her. The
oldest girl said she had about 5 kids by her father, and was
getting a little tired of it. She was glad that her father was
mainly interested in her younger sisters, and her eldest
daughter, now."
"And that's what made you think about having your own father
get you pregnant?" Mary was sounding a little amused now.
"Well mostly," said Karen. "It put the idea in my mind, as
a possibility. Once I managed to trim down all the other
possibilities, it began to look better and better. Here's the
way I finally came to look at it:
First: I love Daddy.
Second: Almost as important, Daddy loves me.
Third: If I have Daddy's baby, nobody would wonder about
its looks. Especially, if I do get married, I'll
be sure it looks like my side of the family, so I
won't embarrass any possible future husband.
Fourth: Daddy's about the handsomest man I've ever met.
Jason's getting to be almost as handsome, but men
turn me on, not boys.
Fifth: Daddy's going to be around, taking care of me, at
least until I turn 18, and am old enough to go out
on my own. By then, the kid'd be at least 5, and
able to look out for himself a little. Besides,
it wouldn't be that long, before he/she was in
school, so I could go to work.
There were a whole bunch of other reasons, but these were
the main ones. Once I finally decided on Daddy, I've been
worrying myself sick, about how to approach him. A couple of
time, I actually tried to seduce him, by wearing sexy clothes, or
bathing suits, but Daddy never let me get close enough to really
try. It's almost as if he was afraid of me, or something."
Mary snickered to herself. "Not of you, Honey," she said.
"Your father was afraid of himself. Of what he might do to you,
if he let you get too close. You see, Karen, this isn't the
first time, for Daddy."
"Isn't the first time for what, Mommy?"
"It isn't the first time, he fucked his own daughter."
Karen's jaw dropped. She almost felt it dragging on the
floor. "You mean, that Suzy and Daddy are? . . ."
Mary shook her head.
"GINNY?" Karen's voice was almost a scream. "Daddy's
fucking Ginny?"
Again, her mother shook her head.
"Then who?!" Karen gave up, and collapsed back in the
chair, where she took another sip of her mother's wonderful
coffee.
"Isn't it obvious?" asked Mary. When her daughter shook her
head, she continued. "It's me. I'm Your father's daughter too."
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"PPPtthhPPttt! Kahggh! Kaaugh!" Karen spewed coffee all
over her mother, the kitchen table, and herself. For a second,
she almost thought she was going to choke to death, as some
coffee got in her lungs, and up in her nose. She was weeping,
and shaking her head, when she finally got herself enough under
control to help her mother start cleaning up. After about 5
minutes, they both managed to get back to fresh cups of coffee,
after cleaning the table, and mopping up the floor. Karen had
plenty of time to think about this new revelation.
"You mean," She finally said, as she stirred fresh cream
and sugar into the new cup. "You're not really my mother,
You're really my sister? Then who WAS my mother?"
"You've still got it a little sideways, Honey," said Mary.
"I might be your sister, I'm not sure about that. Daddy Is the
father of both of us. You might be my half-sister. But that's
not really important. I am really your mother. And Daddy's
really your father. And he's really my father too. Now do you
get it?" Karen's eyes were as big as the saucer under the cup
she was drinking out of. "You married your own father?" It was
almost a whisper.
"Uhuh. It seemed like the right thing to do, at the time,"
replied Mary. "After all these years, I'm still not sorry."
"But, But, But," Karen sputtered.
"You sound like a motorboat," Mary teased her daughter.
"But Daddy's not much older than you are! Besides, don't
they check, when you get married, to make sure that brothers and
sisters don't get married and things like that? Besides, you
can't be Daddy's daughter, You don't even have the same last
name! I've met Grandma, and you look just like her! You're
pulling my leg! Aren't you?" This was almost a plea, for it to
be true.
Mary smiled at her daughter. This was going to take some
explaining. "No dear, I'm not 'pulling your leg' it's all true.
sit down, and let me explain."
Karen wrapped herself around the coffee-cup as her mother
started her story.
"Well, said Mary. About 20 years ago, in Panatooka, there
was a secret kind of 'club' which the members called the 'incest
club' to be a member, you had to not only be fucking a close
relative, but sharing that relative with other members of the
club. For example, If I fucked my brother, and I let the other
female members of the club fuck him too, then I could be a member
of the club."
"Couldn't your brother be a member too?" asked Karen.
"Only if he was willing to let me fuck the other's in the
club."
"Oh," said Karen as her mother continued.
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"Well, this was a VERY private club, but there were certain
financial advantages to being a member, which I won't get into
right now. You'll learn about them later. Well anyway, my
mother's husband was a charter member of the club, and he was
fucking his own daughters, and half the little girl's of the
neighborhood. Real nice for him. Actually, nice for the little
girls, if you can believe it, as he had a vasectomy, and couldn't
get them pregnant, so they got to feel a real MAN squirt cum
inside their bellies, with worrying about their pants getting
tight. Pops was actually a pretty nice guy, and all of us little
girls loved him. He was the second guy I ever made love to, and
one of the best. Your father is now slightly better, but only
after years of practice. Well, about a year before I was born,
the club was having a party, and Pops was fucking his second-to-
youngest daughter, that he'd had, before he got the vasectomy,
when they found the kid next door peeking at them. To keep the
little 9 year old kid quiet, they invited him to join in.
Well, it was pretty safe, because none of the little girls
was old enough to have a baby yet, so he joined in with gusto.
Before long, this little 9 year old had fucked each of my half-
sisters twice, and my mother once. That was the mistake. All
the little girls were too young to get pregnant, but Pop's wife
wasn't! Wasn't too young that is. They'd forgotten about her
not being on the pill any more, since the old man had a
vasectomy, and the only ones in the club, were the old man and
his daughters. My mother never really wanted to join, as she got
plenty of sex from Pops, and her daughters, and once the old man
got a vasectomy to keep from accidentally impregnating one of the
club-members, she had stopped worrying. She kind of missed
having babies around though. Well my father just thought she was
like one of her daughters, and fucked her too. She didn't think
anything of it, until her pants started getting tight about 3
months later. My father must have knocked her up, 'first shot up
the tube'. Well, after that, they started taking precautions,
but you know what they say about locking barn doors, after the
horse was stolen. Anyway, both my parents liked the kid, and had
been kind of sorry they weren't going to have any more babies, so
they didn't really feel bad when I came along. Besides, as Pops
said, I was just one more kid he could fuck, when I got old
enough to want it. Momma and Pops had Daddy become my godfather.
His parents never did learn that he was my REAL father as well.
We never kept secrets at our house, so I always knew he was my
real Daddy. I always wanted Daddy to be the first one to fuck
me"
Mary paused to take another sip of coffee, then continued.
"Well, Daddy actually was the first. I was just barely four
years old, when I first begged Daddy to put his penis up inside
my little pussy, just like I had seen him doing to my big
sisters. I knew that they had started fucking him when they were
5 or 6, but I didn't see why I had to wait. I didn't realize,
and neither did Daddy, what a difference a year would make in the
internal size of a little girl. Besides, Daddy had been only 9,
when he first stuck his penis up inside my sisters.
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In the 5 intervening years (well, almost 5) Daddy's cock had
grown a little, though my sisters had never noticed it, as they
had been growing right along with him. At 14, my father's penis
was almost 6 inches long, and over an inch thick. I know that
doesn't seem very big to you, but remember, I was only 4, barely
weighed 30 pounds, and Pops could barely get one finger inside my
little cunny, let alone the three he told me I'd have to be able
to take, before he would do it to me. Daddy wasn't so careful.
He had fucked my sisters (half_sisters) when they were only a
year older; and since I really seemed to want it, why not?"
Mary paused to get her breath, and sip some more coffee,
before continuing.
Well, That day, Daddy almost killed me. Pops had gone out
for the day, so it was only me, Daddy, and my two youngest older
half-sisters. They were teasing me about still being a virgin,
so I asked Daddy to do it to me. With me begging him, my sisters
egging us both on, and Daddy horny as hell from my sister's
teasing, he actually did it. Daddy forced his big 14 year old
cock, right up inside my little 4 year old hole. We had all
known that he couldn't do it without lubrication, so he had
borrowed some of Pop's KY jelly, and smeared it all over me, and
the end of his cock. Then he put his big penis up against my
tiny little hole, and pushed. It wouldn't go. We both pushed.
It still wouldn't go. It was starting to hurt a little, by this
time, and I was just about to tell Daddy to stop, when Traci
decided to 'help' us. My big sister grabbed a ping-pong paddle,
and walloped Daddy on his bare behind. Daddy let out a yell, and
I let out a screech, and suddenly there I was, with my own
father's 14 year old cock buried halfway up inside my little 4
year old belly. I couldn't believe how much it hurt! I opened
my mouth to scream, but nothing came out My breath was caught in
my throat, and I couldn't even speak. I think Daddy tore me
inside, but I wasn't able to say stop. I wasn't able to say
anything. I just lay there and hurt. Well, when I didn't
complain; just lay there with my eyes bugging out; Daddy started
trying to fuck me. My sister pointed out, that he didn't have
all of his cock inside me yet, so Daddy pushed the rest of it in.
I still don't believe it, but the lube, my blood, Daddy's
pre-cum, and the fact that I was already torn open inside allowed
Daddy to force the rest of his cock up inside me, with almost
half of it clear up inside my womb where it started leaking
pre-cum, as he tried to fuck me. About this time, I started to
scream. Loud, deafening, continuous screams. It never seemed to
end. Both my sisters covered their ears, and tried to make me
stop. I couldn't. Daddy finally realized what was wrong, and
tried to pull out, but he couldn't the tight muscles of my
vagina had spasmed shut on his cock and there was no way he could
withdraw, without hurting me even more. I know, he tried. My
shrieks became even more intense, if possible. Both my sisters,
and Daddy tried to get me to stop. I tried. Really I did. I
managed to reduce my screams to just loud yells, each time Daddy
moved his cock inside me, or tried to pull it out. That was the
worst. Whatever lubrication there was that allowed it to go in,
was gone. Daddy's cock was stuck to my insides, and it didn't
want to come out. Not without tearing me some more, that is.
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Daddy and my sisters finally came to the conclusion, that
the only way we'd get Daddy out of me, was to have him cum inside
me first. They figured that'd make his cock shrink inside me
first of all; and second it would help lubricate me inside, so he
could slide out again. The only trouble was, I would yell each
time Daddy moved at all inside me. Otherwise, we'd have to get
some grown-up help. And Daddy would be in big trouble. Maybe
Pops, and a lot of other people too. I didn't want Daddy to get
in trouble, but I didn't want to be fucked anymore either. I
didn't have much of a choice though. Between losing Daddy, and
getting fucked, I decided I'd get fucked, no matter how much it
hurt.
The trouble was, I couldn't keep from yelling, each time
daddy's penis would move inside me. Traci got the Idea of the
pot-holder. She grabbed it, and was about to hold it over may
mouth to stifle my screams, when Daddy objected. He didn't want
to choke me, or take a chance on strangling me. He asked me ifI
would mind biting on it, to keep from screaming. I shook my head
no; and they shoved the pot-holder so far down into my mouth,
that I almost choked. I could barely breath through my nose. To
this day, I hate the smell of grease on a pot-holder. My wild
yells were reduced to loud grunts, as Daddy tried fucking me
enough to cum inside me. Daddy finally had to close his eyes,
and imagine something else, before he could get himself excited
enough to climax. (He told me later, that he imagined me, lying
there, taking him all the way up inside me, and loving it,
instead of crying in pain.)
All of a sudden I felt slicker inside, as Daddy ejaculated
his thick greasy sperm inside my little 4 year old womb. Daddy's
cock started sliding in and out. First the head, as the sperm
loosened it up. Then a little farther down, as Daddy's cock
started to shrink. All of a sudden, it was over with. Daddy's
cock slithered out of me, on a river of sperm and blood. I told
Daddy, that it didn't hurt so much now, and that he could do it
again, if he wanted to. I lied. After saying this outrageous
lie, I fainted dead away. The next time I woke up, I was in the
hospital, and the police were scouring the woods, looking for the
'tramp' that the other kids said had raped me. When the cops
first asked me about my alleged rapist, I didn't know what they
were talking about, and said I couldn't remember anything. They
were so sympathetic. Later, the other kids filled me in on their
story, and I went along. I still told the cops, that I didn't
know what the guy looked like, as he'd kept a bag over my head,
and a pot-holder in my mouth, for a gag. The policeman said that
they had found the pot-holder, with my teeth-marks still in it,
but no sign of the bag, or my assailant. I prayed silently, that
they never did.
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It was over three years later, when I was 7 and a half, that
I finally managed to get Daddy to try it again. This time, his
cock went inside me so easily, that we both were sorry he didn't
do it earlier. Daddy's cock not only went up inside my vagina,
with no trouble from my missing hymen, but went right on into my
womb, with only a slight 'popping' sensation. My earlier trauma,
must have loosened my cervix up to allow him entrance. Well,
before the night was out, Daddy had left at least three big loads
of sperm inside my womb, before my sisters complained that they
weren't getting any. Sammy at least might have had a legitimate
bitch. I thought it was a bit much from Traci though. My older
sister's belly was already swelling with her second baby by
Daddy, growing inside her; while it was to be a year before Daddy
managed to get Sammy pregnant. He got me pregnant first.
I think Daddy got me pregnant for the first time, for my 8th
birthday, near as makes no difference. Nine months later, I had
Jason. Two years later, You came along. With two babies needing
a father, the judge didn't object when we petitioned for a
special case, to allow me to marry your father when I was only
11, and Daddy had just turned 21.
As it is, Daddy's only 10 years older than I am, and that's
not an unusual age-difference. As for our names, and the incest
bit, nobody except the family ever knew. Everyone thought that I
wan Pops' child, and nobody ever said different.
Your father and I thought that was the last we'd ever hear
about incest, especially since the incest club got broken up
about 5 years ago in a big scandal. Only a few of the real
members of the club ever got even indicted, and they all got off.
The only person who ever went to jail, was someone who wasn't
even really a club-member, just someone who had heard rumors, and
who tried to act on them, by raping his own 6 year old daughter,
and then offering her to someone else, as his club-entry. None
of the REAL members of the club had EVER forced anyone, and they
were all outraged at this Bozo who spoiled their image. That's
why the guy was caught, and put away so quick. The club-members
all worked together, to stand up for each other, and to help put
this SOB behind bars. After that, the club just drifted apart,
as everyone was so scared they might get caught, with all the
rumors and accusations floating around. Most of the original
members remained friends, and most of them still practiced
incest, but in secret now. With no more meetings, the club just
kind of drifted apart, and broke up. I only know for sure, where
one family, out of the whole original club lives."
"Right next door, Huh?" said Karen.
Now, it was Mary's turn to gape at her daughter.
"Oh don't be silly, Mom," said Karen. "After your story, it
was obvious. Nobody who didn't hear your story, would ever
guess. I wonder if they still practice incest over there?"
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This time, Mary grinned. "I don't know about the 'they'
part, but I know for a fact, that their children do. Or at
least, the older two. Sharon's been trying to get pregnant by
her own big brother for over two years now, and they've never
tried to hide it from me. They know I won't be shocked. as their
parents told them about us, and the 'club' when they were young
er. We always tried to keep it a secret, especially, when the
club died, because we didn't want anyone nosing into our back
ground too closely. Sorry Dear, we probably should have let you
in on our secret a little earlier. Your big brother already
knows."
Karen had already figured that one out. "So, To get back
to my original question: Can I fuck Daddy?" she asked. "And if
so, when?"
"Give me until tonight," said Mary. "Your father has been
fighting the urge to ask you, if you wanted to fuck him for so
long, it'll take me at least that long, to de-program him. To
know that his own daughter's little daughter wants him to make
another daughter in her belly, so he'll have yet another daughter
to fuck, would probably give your father sensual-overload, if I
don't soften him up first."
"Tonight. OK Mom, I'll wait." Only 5 or 6 more hours.
Karen felt that she could do that amount of time standing on her
head, after waiting for months. "Tonight." Karen ran the
wonderful word around in her mouth. She had never realized how
wonderful the word was. "Tonight."
By the time she left the room, the little girl was singing
the song, only she had changed the words: "Tonight, tonight.
I'm getting fucked tonight." Mary giggled at her daughter's new
version of the old song.
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