cent cock, while she muttered these obscene things, took Dan over
the edge. He felt his little girls cervix squeezing the swollen
head of his prick, while she tried to milk the semen out of his
balls with the strong muscles at the entrance to her vagina. He
pushed the last fractional inch of his engorged penis up into the
virginal belly of his tiny little daughter, and gave his little
girl what she had been asking for. He felt his cum gather behind
the head of his penis, until the pressure became so great that
the spasming muscles of her cervix could not hold it back. He
squirted a big sticky glob of incestuous sperm right into the
center of his tiny little daughter's welcoming 10-year-old womb.
The feeling of her father's oversize cock stretching her
uterus, while he ejaculated rope after big slippery rope of warm
greasy sperm right inside her receptive young womb, caused the
little girl to lose all control.
"Oh Daddy. Do it. Squirt your cum in me. Make a baby in
my tummy." She rambled as her orgasm caused her small body to
jerk uncontrollably.
Dan felt overcome with love for his little girl. He real-
ized that squirting his seed into his own child's womb, while the
little girl begged him to impregnate her, made him love his
daughter in a way that nothing else could. There was something
about getting your own little girl pregnant, that created a bond
that couldn't otherwise be matched.
Mary watched the incestuously mating couple on the bed. The
tiny little girl looked much to small to take the mighty thrusts
of her father's enormous penis in her overstretched little slit.
Still, the child would push back with each vigorous thrust that
made her flat little tummy bulge from the pressure of her par-
ent's bloated cock on the inside. When Dan suddenly forced his
swollen prick all the way up in their little girl's belly, Mary
knew her husband was squirting his potent seed in the child's
womb.
"Do it, Honey." The woman encouraged. "Fuck your daughter.
Cum in her Dan. Knock the kid up. Let me see you make a baby in
Suzy."
Mary then turned her attention to her little girl who was
gasping as she worked, using her vaginal muscles, to milk her
father's thick sticky sperm up into her firm little belly, striv-
ing mightily to get her immature young body to reproduce.
"Get ready Honey." She said. "Your father is going to
squirt the thick sticky white stuff that makes babies right
inside your womb. Take your daddy's sperm inside you. Your
father loves you very much, and he's going to try and get you
pregnant."
Dan lost all touch with reality. If his wife and his 10-
year-old daughter could talk nasty, why couldn't he? "Here it
comes." He mumbled. "Daddy's cumming in his little baby girl.
Daddy's going to make a baby in that cute little belly. I'm
going to squirt my nasty old baby-juice in that sweet little
belly of yours, and knock you up. Daddy's going to make your
belly get big with his baby. C'mon Suzy, tell me you want me to
get you pregnant."
With each sentence, Dan forced his convulsing cock as far as
he could into his child's womb. Spasm after spasm shook him, as
each thick sticky glob of incestuous sperm pushed it's way
through his swollen penis, into the squeezing belly of the pre-
pubescent little girl, before being forcefully injected into his
horny little daughter's eagerly accepting womb.
Suzy loved it. She loved her father, and couldn't think of
a better way to show it, than by bearing his child. She liked
the warm slick feeling of having her own father's sperm soaking
into her receptive womb, knowing that it might make her pregnant.
She enjoyed the feeling of being underneath her rutting father as
the man worked mightily to breed his own daughter. Each time,
Suzy would feel the base of her father's turgid cock expand, then
she would feel the bulge advance up the swollen tube, into her
tight little belly, until it ended with the forceful injection of
another surge of life-giving sperm into her uterus. Each prolif-
ic squirt of her own father's potent seed into the child's eager-
ly accepting womb, caused the little 10-year-old girl to climax
all over again. It made Suzy feel all warm inside to feel her
virile father's precious sperm squirting high up in her belly, to
know that he loved her enough be willing to get her pregnant, and
that she might already be carrying her own father's child in her
womb.
"Do it Daddy." Suzy encouraged, "Knock me up. Make my
belly get big with your baby. Get me pregnant with your cum."
At last, Dan's wild ejaculations slowed. His swollen cock
began to shrink in his daughter's vagina. He lay on top of his
little girl, enjoying the squeezing of her tight little vagina on
his softening penis as the head 'popped' out of the child's
uterus. Dan finally kissed his daughter, while he lay on top of
her, enjoying the feel of his little girl's smooth young belly
rubbing against his, and her tiny little tits poking into his
chest.
"Thank you Suzy." Dan was finally able to breath.
"No. Thank you Daddy." Was her response. "I hope I'm
pregnant now."
"Well, We certainly tried hard enough." He replied as he
looked around to see his family's reaction, while keeping his now
softened penis pushed up inside his young daughter's snugly
clasping vagina.
It was quite a sight that greeted his eyes. Watching Dan
trying to breed his own daughter, had been too much for the other
occupants of the room. Jeremy was madly fucking his little
sister on the bedroom chair, sliding his swollen cock in and out
of her obscenely stretched little slit, while feeling his mother
up between the legs. Mary was about to climax on her son's
fingers while she licked June's swelling breasts, and encouraged
Jeremy to breed his sister like their father was doing to Suzy.
"C'mon boy, knock your sister up." She prompted. "Let me
see you make a baby in your sister." Mary couldn't believe her
own mouth.
"Yeh Jeremy, Make a baby in me. Knock me up like Momma
says." Encouraged the little girl, as she humped back at her big
brother, and watched his swollen penis appear and disappear in
the tiny little hole between her legs.
Jeremy couldn't hold out any longer. He began ejaculating
his thick sticky sperm right into his own sister's squirming
little belly. "UnnnH." He exclaimed. "Here it comes. Oh God,
I'm shooting the stuff that makes babies in my own sister. Take
it, June. Let me make a baby in you."
Mary climaxed along with her two children. She was thrilled
by the thought of mating her two children. Watching her son
breeding his little sister, while she was fingered by him, was
enough to get her over the top.
"Whooohh!" Was all she could say as she collapsed on the
bed alongside her husband who still had his oversized penis stuck
in their youngest daughter's tiny slit.
Dan watched his son, as the boy pushed his erupting penis
all the way up in his little sister's belly, and held it there.
The man could tell his son was cumming inside the little girl.
As Jeremy pushed his spasming cock up hard inside his sister, Dan
could see a smear of white appear on one side of the child's
tightly stretched little hole. June's tiny little vagina was too
small to hold all of the thick greasy sperm her big brother was
squirting inside her womb.
Dan couldn't help himself. His overstimulated brain made
him say something that he couldn't believe was coming from his
own mouth. "Do it boy. Cum in your sister. Let's see you im-
pregnate your little sister."
Jeremy had started to relax, when his father's encouragement
reached his brain. The thought, that his parent's were actually
encouraging him to get his little sister pregnant, was too much.
The boy's overstimulated cock once again expanded in his little
sister's belly, dilating the child's vaginal orifice, as he began
spewing jet after creamy jet of thick viscous sperm right into
his own little sister's unprotected womb.
Hearing her father's words, encouraging her brother to get
her pregnant, while feeling her big brother squirting his thick
sticky semen inside her taut little belly, caused June's climax
to intensify until she almost blacked out. The little girl
grabbed her big brother, wrapped her arms and legs around him,
and proceeded to thrust her tiny little body up at his engorged
cock with an intensity that threatened to bruise both of them.
"Unnh UnnnnHHHH! Aaauuuuggghhh!" Grunted the little girl
before collapsing in a boneless heap underneath her rutting
brother.
Jeremy pushed up one last time in the little girl's belly,
and ejaculated one last incestuous dollop of dangerous baby-
making seed right into his own little sister's receptive young
womb.
The sight was so stimulating, that Dan's cock, which had
never gotten completely soft, began to inflate again in Suzy's
squeezing little belly.
"Ooooh Daddy, I feel that." Said Suzy, as she began to
squirm on her father's hardening penis.
"Here, Honey. Try it this way." Dan said, as he pulled the
little girl off his cock, then lay back on the bed, and motioned
for her to climb on top. Suzy immediately pushed her father's
big cock between her legs, and sat down on him. The two incestu-
ous lovers both sighed with satisfaction as the man's penis
disappeared again into his diminutive offsprings tight little
belly.
"Oooh Daddy." The little girl said, as she forced herself
down on her father's enormous penis until the head of the en-
gorged member squeezed into her hungry little womb. "I think it
goes in deeper this way."
Dan liked the feeling of his daughter's tight little slit
squeezing his engorged cock. After cumming 3 times that day
however, he was in no hurry to do it again. He wanted to enjoy
the sensations of being mated to his daughter as long as he could
this time. "Jeremy, June." He called his elder two children.
"Come over here on the bed, and do it this way. You can both
rest, and still fuck at the same time."
Jeremy hurried to comply. When he pulled his cock out of
his little sister, a flood of white flowed out of the little
girl's slit and started to soak into the chair. Mary hurriedly
grabbed the box of tissue beside the bed, and mopped up the mess
between her young daughter's legs.
"There." She said. "Next time watch it when you pull out."
"Daddy's cum didn't come out of Suzy, when they switched."
Complained June.
"Daddy came in Suzy's womb, and her cervix probably is hold-
ing his sperm inside." Explained Mary. "She's so young, her
muscles can probably keep it from coming out."
June, in the meantime, had climbed on top of her brother,
who had joined their father on the bed. Reaching down, she
grabbed her brother's penis, and pushed it up her hole. Shortly,
Suzy and her sister were sliding up and down together on their
father's and brother's respective cocks. It was quite an erotic
sight, and Mary had a good view.
"Slow down you two." Dan cautioned his daughters. "We want
this to last a while."
Obediently, the two little girls slowed their rising and
falling and just sat squirming on their incestuous partners.
"Now Dear." Dan said. "Why don't you tell us all about you
and your father? We'd like to hear all the juicy details."
"You want ALL the details?" Mary asked quizzically.
"ALL of them." Dan assured her.
"Well," Said Mary. "This may take a while."
The whole family assured her that they all were willing to
listen to the complete story, and this is what she told them:
CHAPTER 7
Mary's Story
I guess it all started with my mother. Or maybe, you could
say, with her father. Momma was an only child. She grew up on
the farm with hardly anyone her own age. The nearest neighbors
they had, lived 2 miles away, and had no children. The only time
she met other children, was when she went to school. Momma spent
most of her time with her parents, and they were very close.
When Momma was only 3 years old, she started climbing out of
the crib, which was starting to get too small for her, and she
would creep over to her parent's bed, and get in bed with them.
She loved to snuggle up next to her father, and go to sleep
there. Well, at first, Grandma and Grandpa tried to put her back
in her own bed, but Momma was persistent. She'd wait until they
fell asleep again, and climb right back into bed with them.
After a while, they gave up, and decided that they'd let her
sleep with them, until she got older. That was a laugh. She
never got enough "older" that she let them put her in her own
bed. It's true she had her own room, when she got older. Still,
every night, she'd sneak down to her parent's bedroom and crawl
in bed with them, usually on her father's side. She liked it
best, when they'd let her sleep between the two of them.
As you can imagine, at first it put a cramp in her parent's
love-life. After a while though, they decided that she was too
young to know what they were doing, and later they figured that
she knew anyway, so what the heck. It finally got so that they'd
make love whether she was in the room with them or not. They
explained to her what they were doing, that they loved each other
very much, and this was one of the ways that they showed their
love for each other. Momma learned to accept this, and would
enjoy watching them. It made her feel good to know that her
parents still cared for each other.
For some reason (Momma never did tell me.) Grandma was
unable to have any more children, so another child never came
along to interrupt this scenario. After several years, her
parents were so used to having the child in bed with them, that
they found it difficult to sleep without her in bed also. This
went on for several years, until Momma was about 6 or 7.
One night, Momma woke up in the middle of the night with her
father's penis sticking between her legs. This in itself, was
not all that unusual, her father's cock would often grow to an
erection during the night, and she would just lift her leg, and
let it rest between her legs. When her father awoke, he'd pull
away, and Momma would usually get a good view of her parents
making love. This night was different. Her father was having a
"wet dream" and was sliding his cock in and out between her legs
with a copulating motion that Momma had seen him use many times,
on her mother. At first, she was a little frightened, then she
was proud that her father loved her enough to treat her like her
mother. She closed her legs around her father's cock, and pulled
it up tight against her little slit as she backed up to him and
moved her hips along with his. After a little bit of this, her
father ejaculated in her hands as she held the head of his penis
where it stuck out from between her legs. Momma knew this white
stuff was what her father usually squirted in her mother, and she
was happy she was able to help her father out in this manner.
Shortly, her father turned over in his sleep, and Momma got up
and washed her hands. After that, Momma always took a handker-
chief to bed with her in case it happened again.
As you might guess, it did happen again. Not that night, or
even the next. Several weeks later, Momma woke up to feel her
father's penis sliding in and out between her legs again. This
time, she used her body and legs to jack him off into the hand-
kerchief, and went back to sleep with her father's cock still
leaking sperm on her legs. This scene was repeated about once a
week or so, for several months.
After several months of this Momma found that it felt good
when her father's penis rubbed her little slit back and forth.
She started pulling his cock up against the top of her crack, and
working with him until he came. She got to like the warm slick
feeling of his semen squirting against her belly as she held his
penis up tight against her. Well, as you can guess, one day she
got a little too excited, and pushed the wrong way when her
father started to squirt. Her father's cock pushed up between
her legs, into her little hole, and actually started to squirt
his cum inside Momma for the first time. Momma liked the feeling
of her father squirting his cum inside her, and probably would
have let him continue, but her father was still dreaming and
tried to push his big cock right up into her belly while he was
cumming in her.
This brought a loud "OW!" from Momma, which woke up both her
parents. This started a hoorah that you wouldn't believe. When
Grandma woke up to find her husband with his cock stuck between
their little girl's legs, squirting his sperm right into the
child's belly, she hit the ceiling. She thought he was raping
Momma, and started hitting him, and calling him names, and threa-
tening him with all sorts of things. It wasn't until Momma told
her that her father was not raping her, that he was in fact
asleep, and she had been using his cock to masturbate with, that
her mother finally calmed down. Her mother told her that that
was the last night she would sleep with them. From then on, she
was told, she would sleep in her own room. Well, she didn't
figure on Momma.
That night, after spending 2 hours alone in her own bed for
the first time, Momma got up and sneaked down again to her par-
ent's bedroom. She waited until they were asleep (It took an
awfully long time, as her parents were used to Momma sleeping
with them.), then she sneaked into their bedroom, and crawled in
next to her Daddy. Her parents were so used to her being in bed
with them, that they didn't even notice until the next morning.
Her parent's decided it was a hopeless case, and gave up.
After that, Momma never took the handkerchief to bed again.
When she felt her father's copulating motions, she'd rub the head
of his prick up and down her crack until she felt the first
squirt. Then she'd push her father's penis up against her little
hole, and let him squirt his sperm into her belly. This con-
tinued about once a week, until she was 11.
One night, when Momma was about 11 years old, she started
feeling horny. She hoped that this would be one of 'those'
nights again, but her father just slept. So, Momma snuggled back
up to her father spoon-fashion, and reached for his cock. It
wasn't so big this time, him not having a wet-dream, but she was
able to get it hard enough to fit between her legs. She managed
to get the head between her legs and was pushing down trying to
get more sensation from it when she felt a snapping sensation,
and her father's penis suddenly shot up into her belly. The next
thing she knew, she was fucking her own father. She had figured
her father would be the first to fuck her someday, but it was
still a surprise to the little girl when it happened. At first
it hurt a little when her father's big cock stretched her tiny
little hole, but pretty soon the child got used to having her
tight little tunnel being enlarged by her father's growing penis.
She started trying to make her father squirt his sperm in her
while he slept. Grandpa however, was not going to sleep through
his first fuck with his daughter. Feeling his daughter's tight
little sleeve sliding up and down his distended cock, woke Grand-
pa up within 3 strokes. A minute later, Momma found herself
underneath her father, while the man started pushing his big cock
up into her belly, until it pushed against her unbroken cherry.
Then he pulled it back, until just the head was held by the
clasping lips of her hot little vagina. Back and forth, back and
forth. Pretty soon, Momma could feel her father's big cock start
to swell, and knew she was about to have her father's seed
squirting up inside her belly where it belonged.
The rocking motions woke up her mother, who looked over at
her copulating husband and daughter, sighed, pulled the pillow
over her head, and went back to sleep. Grandpa proceeded to fuck
Momma until both of them came. Momma enjoyed the feeling of
taking her father's sperm properly, in her belly, for the first
time.
From then on, Grandpa would fuck Momma at least twice a
week, when he wasn't fucking Grandma. He never pushed his cock
all the way inside her, and never broke her "cherry" (He said
that was for her husband.), but he did everything else. He
taught Momma how to suck cock, and how to take it up the rear.
Things went on like this for several years, until Grandma died.
When Momma was about 14, she caught the measles. Probably
from someone at school. Her mother and father nursed her through
it, and it wasn't until she was almost over it that they found
out that Grandma had caught it too. They hadn't realized that
Grandma had never had the measles before, and could still catch
it. Well, Grandma caught it hard. I've learned since, that when
older people catch the measles, it's much harder on them. Well,
back in those days, they didn't know that, and didn't take pre-
cautions. Grandma died after about a week of fever and rambling.
During the last few days, during a short spell when Grandma
was feeling a little better, she asked Grandpa to be sure and
take care of Momma, and to please not leave the farm that the two
of them had worked so hard to make. She then asked Momma to take
good care of her Daddy for her. At the time, the two of them
thought that Grandma would be getting better soon, but promised
anyway to make her feel better.
When Grandma died, Momma thought it was her fault. After
all, she had given Grandma the measles, she figured. So, she
figured it was up to her to take care of Grandpa like her mother
used to. About a week after the funeral, Momma waited until
Grandpa was asleep, sucked on his cock until it was fully erect,
and then sat down on it all the way. Her father woke up with his
14-year-old daughter bleeding all over his belly, but insisting
that he fuck her properly, as she was now his wife. Grandpa told
her that she didn't need to do this, but she insisted, and kept
at it until he gave in. After that, Momma lived with her father
as man and wife until she turned 18. Momma gave Grandpa 3 child-
ren, but only the first one lived. That one was Danny.
At this point, there was an interruption in the story, as
Dan blurted. "Danny? But, isn't that the same name as your fa-
ther's?"
"Yes Dear, I'm getting to that. Do you want me to tell the
story or not?" Mary replied, annoyed at being interrupted.
Dan assured her that he did, so Mary continued:
Momma had Danny about 2 years later, when she was 16. By
that time, she had established herself as her father's "wife", by
sheer brass. She had already stopped going to school, She just
died her hair, put on paint and powder, Started wearing her
mother's dresses, and acted like she was Grandpa's "new wife".
Nobody questioned her about where they got married, or what
happened to his daughter. In those days, when a girl turned 16,
she either got married, or helped out on the farm, no more
school.
Danny was about 2 years old, and Momma had lost 2 others,
when Grandpa got kicked by a mule and died. The crazy thing was,
they hadn't had a horse or mule on the farm for 5 years when it
happened. Grandpa was helping a neighbor, transfer a mule to a
truck for shipment, when the crazy animal got loose. They had
just recaptured it, when the animal kicked Grandpa right through
a board fence, where he had ducked to get out of the way. The
boards were rotten, and the mule's hoof went right through the
fence like it was cardboard, and stuck there. Grandpa died of a
concussion the next day. I understand the mule broke a leg, and
was shot.
Well, after Grandpa died, Momma decided to quit the charade
about being his "wife". She was 18, the only living heir to the
farm, and with Grandpa dead, no one could cause him trouble about
screwing his own child. She took over the farm, and started to
raise Danny all by herself.
It was hard for Momma to work the farm, all by herself, but
most of the work she managed. She worked out an arrangement with
a nearby farmer, whereby he planted crops on her farm, and she
got paid by getting a share of the produce. Generally, it worked
out to about a 25% share. It wasn't a lot, but with that as
income, and a garden and a cow and a few chickens she somehow
managed to make ends meet without mortgaging the farm, or her own
life to some husband she didn't want. After Grandpa died, at
first Momma thought she'd never want another man. As Danny got
bigger, he was able to help out on the farm more and more, until
by the time he was 18, the farm was back in full operation as a
family concern. During that period however, there were many
lonely and hungry nights that the two of them shared on that
lonely farm in the middle of nowhere.
I don't know just when Momma began sleeping with Danny,
(Yes, you guessed it, Danny is my father.) but I think it started
when Grandpa died and Momma was so lonely and heartbroken that
she took her son to bed and cuddled up with him. Having slept
with her own parents when she was young, she didn't see anything
wrong with having her son sleep with her. They slept in the same
bed for the next several years. Momma eventually managed to get
her sexual appetite under control, and since Danny was too young,
nothing much happened until Daddy got to be about 9 years old.
By that time, Daddy was already starting to get erections, and
one day Momma came in late and found her son playing with him-
self. Momma told him that he shouldn't do that, that it was her
job, and proceeded to suck her son's penis until he got some kind
of release and asked her to quit. After that, the young boy was
after his mother to suck him about 2 or 3 times a day. He didn't
cum yet, but he liked the feeling so well that he wanted to do it
all the time. Well Momma felt this was OK, but she was getting
too turned on herself. So Momma showed him how to lick her, and
made him promise to do her each time she did him. The first time
she came when her own son sucked her to orgasm after so many dry
years was quite something, I understand. Daddy thought she was
dying, or having convulsions, or something. Well, she explained
that it was Ok, and that she just felt too good to hold still,
and that when he was older he would understand better when it
happened to him.
After about a year of this, Momma woke up one night, and
felt her son's cock pressing against her bottom. She just natu-
rally lifted her leg, slid her son's cock up into her hole, and
enjoyed her first cock-induced orgasm in almost 9 years. Once
Daddy found the pleasures of fucking, he rarely wanted to go back
to just sucking, and Momma decided to let him continue. They
fucked almost every night after that.
It was about a year later, when Daddy was 10, that he ex-
perienced his first orgasm. At first he thought he had peed in
Momma, but she told him that it was all right, and that it was
something that he was supposed to do. A few days later, when he
pulled off Momma, he noticed a trickle of white coming from his
mother's vagina. Momma explained that that was the stuff that
made babies, and that if he wanted, she would let him make one in
her. Talk about letting the fox loose in the chicken coop!
Daddy wanted to do it all the time after that. After several
months, Momma's belly began to swell, and by the time my father
was 11, he was the father of an 8 pound baby boy by his own
mother.
Well Daddy didn't want to stop at just one, and after a few
years there were not only my older brother Jim, but my 2 older
sisters Karen and Diane, Me, my younger brother Joey, and Rachel.
After 6 kids by Daddy, and 3 by her father, Momma felt she had
done her duty (so to speak) and it was time to stop baby-
production. They didn't use any birth-control, just tried to
refrain from full sex during Momma's fertile periods.
Of course, it was a lot easier for Momma, she was 36 years
old, and not so sex-driven any more. Daddy was 19 and just
reaching his peak. Momma would suck Daddy off, and let him "use
the back door", so to speak, but she really hated to put him off.
It wasn't until she came across Karen fucking off my older broth-
er Jim about 3 years later, that she found what she thought might
be a semi-permanent solution.
"And what was that?" Interjected Dan.
"Jim was behind Karen, and was pushing his cock up inside his little
sister's
Well, Momma walked into the livingroom one day, and found
Karen and Jim, both naked. Jim was behind Karen, and was pushing
his cock up inside his little sister's belly. Momma came in,
just in time to watch her son, as the boy started ejaculating his
sperm right up inside her little girl's womb. Momma could see
that her son was pumping his little sister's womb full of cum, by
watching the tube on the bottom of the boy's cock bulge, each
time another thick sticky gob of cum was forced into her
daughter's welcoming little belly. Jim was almost 13, and Karen
was barely 12 at the time. Momma asked them how long that this
had been going on, and when she learned that they had been having
oral sex for over a year, and that they had only recently
progressed to the "real thing" she thought that Karen might help
out with her father. Daddy, Karen, Jim, and Mommy all sat down
that night and worked it out so that whenever either Momma or
Karen was in her fertile period, the other one would take over
the "duties".
This usually worked out fairly well for both of them. It
meant more regular sex (No more sneaking around for Jim and
Karen,) and less worry about pregnancy. They were both able to
have about a week off each time. Of course Daddy and Jim didn't
neglect them, both of them were expert lovers with their mouths
as well with as their sexual organs. Occasionally however, both
women would have their periods at the same time, and this would
result in a dry-spell for Daddy and Jim.
About 6 months later, Diane got into the act when she found
Daddy screwing Karen one morning. She wanted some too, and when
they found out she wasn't having periods yet, it solved the
timing problems for a while.
Of course, I didn't know about any of this. I was only 10
at the time, and I thought boys were "yucky". I had just started
having my periods (Momma had told me to expect them, so when I
started to bleed I knew what to do. I just never bothered to
tell anyone.), so I thought this whole sex thing was just a
bother and a mess. It wasn't until about a year later that I
started feeling really horny. It seemed that once my periods
started getting regular, I'd get itchy between the legs every
month about halfway between my periods. I had mentioned it to
Marge (A school friend) and she had shown me how to tickle myself
between the legs until I "got off". She said her older brother
had shown her what to do. Once I started, it seemed I just
couldn't stop. Pretty soon it seemed that I would spend all my
spare time in my room with one, the other, or both of my hands
stuffed between my legs working myself off until I just couldn't
do it anymore. Well, one day, I finally got caught.
Momma had heard the bed banging against the wall, over and
over one morning when Diane was busy with Daddy. She figured
that if I was old enough to be masturbating, maybe I was old
enough to help out with the "chores". The first thing I knew
about it, was when Momma came into my room just as I was about to
climax for the third time. My hand was between my legs, and I
didn't have a stitch on, so there was no doubt what I was doing.
"Momma showed me the white stuff, that Daddy had squirted inside Diane"
Momma told me to get up and follow her. I was scared to
death, thinking I was going to be punished for doing something
awful. It was quite a surprise, when Momma led me into Her and
Daddy's bedroom, where Diane was sitting naked on top of Daddy.
She led me over to the bed, and showed me where Daddy's penis was
going up inside Diane. Then, after Daddy and Diane worked them-
selves to a climax, Momma showed me the white stuff, that Daddy
had squirted inside Diane, and told me that this was the stuff
that made babies, that Diane was getting a little old to take
that stuff in her belly, and that starting tomorrow, it would be
my job to take care of Daddy each morning. They had me climb on
top of Daddy's sperm-covered penis, and sit down on it, so that
I'd know what to do in the morning. Well naturally being a
virgin, I bled all over the place, but Daddy just kept pushing
his cock up my hole until I started to feel better. Once I
started squirming on top of him, trying to get back my lost
orgasm, Daddy squirted a lot of that white-stuff up inside me,
causing me to climax like I never had with my fingers.
This was the start of a long comedy-of-errors, that resulted
in my getting pregnant.
"What's a comedy of errors, Momma?" Inquired Suzy.
"That's when two people think they agree on something, but
each one has a different understanding of what it was they agreed
upon, causing all sorts of troubles." Answered Mary as she
continued with the story.
Well in this case, Daddy thought I couldn't get pregnant
because I wasn't having my periods yet. He didn't know that I
had started having periods before Diane did. Both Momma and
Daddy figured that since Diane had just started having periods,
it was dangerous for her to fuck Daddy because she might have a
baby. Now me, I thought they were trying to make a baby, and
that Diane had gotten too old or something. You've got to remem-
ber that my knowledge of how babies were made was still a little
rudimentary. I was proud that Daddy would want me to bear his
child, and was happy that Momma would let me.
So, every morning, I'd go in and see Daddy, and make him
squirt his sperm in my belly, then go back to my room hoping this
was the time I got pregnant. Daddy on the other hand was glad to
screw me because he figured I couldn't get pregnant, not knowing
that I'd been having regular periods for over 6 months, while my
older sister Diane was just starting, and her periods hadn't
settled down yet. Jim, at this time, was working on a neighbor-
ing farm during the summer, so he didn't figure in the picture.
It was almost 6 months before things fell apart. It was one
Saturday afternoon, and Daddy and I had just been getting a
"quick one" before returning to the chores. I liked getting
fucked in the afternoons, because then I usually got to carry
Daddy's sperm in my womb until bedtime. Well this afternoon,
Daddy had just shot an especially big load of cum in my belly,
and I was leaking all over the place. As we were mopping up the
mess, I said something to the effect that THAT load was probably
big enough to get me pregnant. Daddy laughed, and agreed that
when I got older, and started having periods, it probably would.
This was a shock to me, so I asked him if not having periods
meant I couldn't get pregnant. When Daddy assured me that was
usually the case, I started to cry. Momma heard me, and asked
Daddy what he had done to make me cry. Well, Daddy told her,
what he had told me, and said he didn't understand why I was
crying. Momma then told me to stop my blubbering, and tell them
what I was crying about. Well between sobs, I told Momma that
Daddy had told me that I couldn't have his baby if I wasn't
having my "monthlies", and I had stopped having my period several
months ago, and I was so disappointed that I couldn't have a
baby, and I loved Daddy so much, and wanted him to love me, and
now he wouldn't fuck me any more because I couldn't get pregnant.
At this point, I was sobbing on the bed, with my face buried in
the pillow, just crying my heart out. I never saw the thunder-
struck look on my parents faces. Even after all these years, I'd
still give 10 years off my life to be able to go back and turn
around and see the reaction my sob-story had upon them, but I was
too preoccupied with my own perceived "lost chance" to have
Daddy's baby, that I never realized what a shock I must have
given them. By the time Mommy and Daddy picked me up and started
to explain, they must have already gotten over their consterna-
tion, and had decided on a course of action to follow.
The next hour was another comedy of errors, and this one was
worse than the first. Daddy picked me up and told me that it was
OK. Momma told me that not only could I get pregnant, but that I
probably already was, and that not having periods was almost a
sure sign.
Hearing this, I started to brighten up. I wiped the tears
from my eyes, and started feeling proud of myself, when Daddy
blew it.
"What did he do then?" Interjected Jeremy.
Mary continued with her story.
Well, just when I was starting to feel happy that I was
finally carrying Daddy's baby, Daddy started to apologize! He
told me that he was sorry he had gotten me pregnant, that he
hadn't intended to, and how sorry he was that he had done that to
me. With each sentence, it got worse and worse. I was devastat-
ed. Daddy didn't love me, I felt. He didn't want me to have his
baby. He didn't want me. He didn't want my baby. I felt like I
wanted to die!
June was quietly crying to herself, in sympathy as she lis-
tened to her mother's story. Her brother's cock had shrank
inside her pussy, as he also sympathized with their mother.
"Did you ever get it straightened out?" Snuffled June.
"Eventually." Her mother continued.
Well the next thing you know, I was bawling harder than
ever. I had my head buried back in the pillow, and this time I
wouldn't be comforted. I shrugged off my parent's trials to
comfort me. It seemed that each thing that they said, made it
worse. By this time the whole family was standing around watch-
ing. Mom and Dad didn't have a clue, as to what they were doing
wrong.
Finally Karen decided that she'd better take a hand, since
Mommy and Daddy weren't having any luck. She shooed the rest of
the family out of the bedroom, and just sat there, until I my
sobbing subsided to a reasonable level. She was a lot bigger
than me, and she just picked me up, and put me in her lap. She
then held me close until my gasping sobs slowed down to just
tears. When I seemed a little more composed she asked me to
explain what was the matter. I remember that conversation as if
it happened yesterday.
"Daddy doesn't love me!" I gasped out, almost angrily, my
sorrow and hurt turning to anger at my father.
"Hnnnnh?" She inquired. Urging me to continue.
"He doesn't want my baby." I amplified.
"You are going to have a baby?" Karen inquired, somewhat
surprised, but not shocked.
I nodded, and continued. "And Daddy doesn't want it! He
told me so." I started crying again.
Karen cuddled me, as she considered our father. She could-
n't imagine it, so she turned back to me and said. "What did he
say. Tell me his exact words."
"Well," I said. "He said: "I'm sorry I got you pregnant. I
didn't mean to. I wish we could do something about it."" The
horrible implications of my father's words were too much, and I
went back to sobbing in my big sister's arms.
All of a sudden, a light must have dawned on my sister,
because the next thing I heard was suspiciously like a snicker.
She must have had a lot of self control however because she sti-
fled it, and started to explain things to me.
"Mary." She said. "Listen to me. Daddy loves you very
much. You've just misunderstood him."
"Huh?" I sobbed, a tiny ray of hope gleaming in the dark-
ness of my despair.
"First, you've got to understand that in most families,
fathers are not supposed to make babies in their little girls.
It's a very bad crime, called ingest. No, incest, I think." She
explained.
"But Momma had. . ." I started to interrupt.
"Momma does her own thing, and that was a long time ago.
Grandpa is dead, and no one is going to cause trouble for him."
Karen soothed away my objections. "Daddy might get in a lot of
trouble, if you're really pregnant. They might take him away and
we'd never see him again."
This thought was as scary as the thought that Daddy didn't
love me. I was now frightened that because of me, they'd take
Daddy away. "Oh Karen, what am I going to do?" I wailed.
"Shhh!" She hushed me. "We'll work something out. Don't
worry. We won't let them take Daddy away."
"Now," She continued. "About this other thing, your think-
ing that Daddy doesn't want your baby. That's nonsense."
"But he said. . ." I started.
"He said he was sorry he got you pregnant." Karen snapped.
"He never said a word about not wanting your baby."
"But isn't that the same thing?"
"No Honey. Daddy loves you and doesn't want you hurt. It
hurts real bad if you have a baby. He never realized that you
actually wanted to have his baby. If he thought that you wanted
his baby, he'd probably be so proud he'd almost burst. Remember,
he thought you were too young, and it was safe. He probably
feels like a heel now, that he didn't try to protect you. He
figures that you'd be mad at him for getting you pregnant."
All of a sudden, I saw what she was getting at. It was like
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 misunderstand-
ing. "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.
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. Every-
thing 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.
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 could-
n'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.
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 less
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