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Warning!
This text file contains sexually explicit
material. If you do not wish to read this
type of literature, or you are under age,
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SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL
The other night, I got a picture-file off the net, called
"CUKE1A.GIF" that purported to be a picture of woman with a
shaved pussy, with a cucumber up her snatch. After downloading
it, I looked closely, and saw that it wasn't a cucumber, but a
zucchini. It WAS sexy as hell. I told Tammy about it, asking if
she had any stories about girls using vegetables for sex. Tammy
had me send her a copy of the picture while she looked. About a
day later, she sent me this. She SAYS it's a story given to her
by a friend, quite a while ago, who wants to remain anonymous.
It was originally called "A Christmas Present". Tammy also says
that the guy swears it's true. I don't know. Personally, I
think it's just TOO much of a coincidence, and the picture is
just too suggestive of the story. Besides, it's written in too
much of HER style, not some guy's. On the other hand, I've never
known Tammy to get out a new story in under a week.
You make up your own mind.
Oh yes, Get the .GIF file, and see if you don't think I'm right.
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DON'T LET YOUR KIDS SEE THIS!
And don't try this at home, these are trained professionals.
You, or someone you love could get hurt, if this isn't done under
expert supervision.
Anyone doing anything, and trying to point to this, as an
example, is full of horse-turds. This is a story. It is not a
recommendation, of something to do. In fact, I strongly urge
anyone even contemplating doing the things suggested by this
story to seek professional help. In a hurry!
Final warning!
This story contains mostly straight sex, between a man and a
young girl. It involves incest, and is definitely NOT "safe-sex"
as the man actually tries to get the girl pregnant. Yes
knocked-up, baby-time. If you're still reading this, you must
like such stories.
The Zucchini
An Erotic Story
It was about 9 years ago, that I started having sex with my
daughter. I had just taken a bath, and was on my way back to my
bedroom, when I heard a funny sound from our daughter's bedroom.
Thinking that Lynn might have hurt herself, I looked in to
see what was wrong. It was quite an erotic sight that greeted
me. The little ten-year-old girl was lying on her bed, legs
spread, and was poking something into her tight little slit.
Whatever it was, was green, and it must have been over 7 inches
long. At first, I thought it was a cucumber, but any cucumber
I've ever seen that long, would have split the little girl wide
open. Lynn was grunting and panting, each time she forced
another inch of the vegetable up inside herself. By the time she
managed to get all except the last inch inside herself, I had
recognized it. It was a zucchini.
Yes, a zucchini. You know, those long green squashes that
grow so well in the summertime. My wife puts them in about
everything. The Japanese slice them up, and stir-fry them. We
always had several plants growing in the garden, and that year we
had them almost coming out our ears. Along with tomatoes,
cucumbers and beans. After that day, I was never able to look at
a cucumber or zucchini in the same way again. A few times
before, my wife and I had joked about how one of the bigger ones
looked just like an oversized dildo. We never expected our own
daughter to actually USE one for that purpose though.
Now that I think about it, they look almost designed for the
purpose. Also, they come in any size necessary, to fit any
vagina. All you have to do, is pick them when they reach the
size you want.
When I got back to the bedroom, and told my wife what our
little girl was up to, she got mad at ME! "Why didn't you stop
her?" she asked.
When I protested that I didn't want Lynn to think I was
spying on her, she reminded me that the girl HAD left the door
wide open, so that I would be sure to see her, when I went by.
She told me that Lynn must have WANTED me to see her. "You can't
just let her grow up using vegetables to get off with," she told
me. "She'll never be able to relate properly to a man, if all
her early experience with sex is just some frigid cucumber."
"Well gee," I asked my wife, "what did you expect me to do?
Go into her room and fuck her?"
My wife just looked at me. I couldn't believe it. My own
wife actually EXPECTED me to fuck my own daughter, to "save her"
from masturbating with a stupid vegetable.
"God, I can't," I said, though my cock was hard as a
brickbat, at the very thought. "What if I got her pregnant?"
"Oh don't be silly!" she replied, "she's only ten years old.
Now you get in there, and help that little girl out, before I
have to. I don't want her to be a lesbian either, but that's
better than being frigid."
I almost chuckled to myself. After seeing Lynn with that
zucchini stuffed up her tight little snatch, I knew our daughter
was going to be anything but frigid. I could have argued with my
wife, but I didn't really feel like it. After all, how often
does YOUR wife encourage you to fuck some younger woman? Even,
(or especially) a ten-year-old? I thought so. Mine too. If I
missed out on this chance, I'd probably be kicking myself still.
I hurried back across the hall, to our daughter's bedroom.
My chat with my wife hadn't taken more than about two minutes,
but I didn't want to get there AFTER Lynn was finished. I was
still naked from the bath, so I didn't even have to get
undressed.
When I stuck my head back into my daughter's bedroom, she
was still at it. In fact, she looked like she was just getting
into it good. God did she look sexy! I quite often saw her
naked in the mornings, as nobody in our house saw anything wrong
about parading around in the altogether, as long as there was
only family to see. Always before, it hadn't bothered me to see
my little girl naked. Not even when she plumped herself down on
my lap, and kissed me goodnight. Well, maybe it HAD bothered me
a little. Still, it's one thing to see your daughter naked,
running happily around the house. It's quite another, to see her
with a zucchini up her snatch, grunting and groaning, as she
works herself off. At ten, Lynn looked like a pedophiliacs
wet-dream. Even I was aroused.
Aroused, Hell. I was so horny, I could have fucked the
zucchini myself! (Just kidding. Well, almost.)
Lynn didn't see me at first, until I was almost next to her.
When she did, she was scared at first. Her mouth fell open in
fright, and she started to try and hide herself, but I stopped
her.
"It's OK, Lynn," I said, as I gently reached between her
legs, and removed her hand from the zucchini, "Daddy's going to
help." Lynn's eyes got big, as she felt me remove the green
imitation-penis from her body. "You don't have to use this," I
said, dropping the zucchini in the wastebasket. "I'll give you
the real thing, any time you need it."
Lynn started to object, "But Daddy, I. . ."
I hushed her. "Shhh!" I said, "It's OK. Daddy's got just
what you need." By this time, I was on the bed with her, and had
moved one of her legs out of the way, so that I could get between
them. "Now take my cock, and put it inside you, just like you
did with the zucchini."
For a second, I thought she wouldn't do it. Lynn just froze
for a second, before she reacted. After all, you don't expect
your own father to come into your room, and replace the vegetable
you're masturbating with, with his own cock. At least most girls
don't. Still, Lynn must have been hornier that an old goat. Why
ELSE would she have been using foodstuff, to stuff the wrong hole
with? After only a second or two's pause, she reached out with
her soft little hand, and placed the head of my already leaking
cock up against her tight little slit. I pushed.
I felt a tight ring clamp around the head of my penis, as
Lynn let out a slight, "Ow." My prick was slightly bigger-
around, than the zucchini, but not much longer. I almost let her
have it right then, but I managed to restrain myself. I pushed
in a little more.
Lynn grit her teeth, but didn't complain.
I slid out about a half-inch, then in almost a whole one.
This time, Lynn didn't even wince. She even pushed back at me a
little.
I pulled out a little. This time when I pushed in, almost
Three inches slid into my little girl's body. God! Did that feel
good. Lynn moaned. I guess it felt good to her too.
After three strokes, I had bottomed out in the little girl.
I wasn't able to get may whole cock inside her, but the six
inches or so that I did, felt like they were in heaven. I could
feel the head of my cock pushing hard up against my daughter's
cervix, whenever I reached bottom. Lynn yelped a little each
time I did so, so I tried to keep from pushing too hard.
"Oh Daddy," said Lynn, "it feels so gooood!"
I had to agree. Feeling my little girl's tight little slit
squeezing on my cock like that, almost had me filling the little
girl's tight little belly full of baby-juice, before we properly
got started. Somehow, I managed to restrain myself, enough to do
a good job. I lay down on top of her, and had her put her arms
around me, so we could fuck more comfortably.
The feel of her smooth little 10-year-old belly rubbing
against mine, was almost enough to get me off again. Luckily,
there was a distraction.
"In a minute. . .," said my wife.
Lynn and I almost jumped out of our respective skins. My
wife was standing right next to us, and was talking to Lynn.
Neither of us had noticed her come in. That's not too
surprising, considering. At first, I was a little nervous, at
being caught with my penis all the way up inside our little girl,
but then I remembered just WHO had suggested that I do this.
When Lynn saw that I wasn't scared, she relaxed also.
My wife repeated herself. "In a minute, Daddy's going to
squirt his sperm inside you," she instructed. "When he does, I
want you to squeeze as hard as you can on his penis, so that it
feels real good to him, and you get as much inside you, as you
can."
"Sperm, Momma?" asked Lynn, giving a grunt, as I pushed up a
little harder inside her.
"A thick sticky liquid. Daddy will squirt it inside you,"
she explained. "When he does, you'll feel a little wetness
inside, and a lot slicker. I want you to try and squeeze as much
out of him, as you can. That'll give you practice for when you
get older, and want to get pregnant."
All this talk about me squirting my sperm in my little girl,
and getting her pregnant, pushed me over the edge. I did it,
just like my wife was encouraging me to do. Well, I didn't get
her pregnant, but I sure did my best to.
My cock jumped in my daughter's belly, and began spasming
the little girl full of squirt after squirt of my incestuous
seed. I felt bulge after bulge of cum ripple through the tube on
the bottom of my cock, before being injected into the body of the
little girl. I couldn't have pulled out if I had wanted to, as
Lynn had her legs wrapped around me, as she worked to get her own
father reproduce inside her. Not only that, but my wife had both
hands on my ass, as she pushed down, forcing my ejaculating prick
as far up inside her daughter's young belly, as it would go. Not
that I WOULD have pulled out anyway. I knew that Lynn was too
young yet to get pregnant, and I wanted her to feel what it was
like, to have a man squirt his sperm inside her. That way, she'd
know what it felt like, when a man makes a baby inside a woman.
I wanted my daughter to have a complete sex-education.
After I finally stopped, my wife had me get up, while she
examined our daughter. Lynn wasn't bleeding, (She must have
broken her hymen some days earlier, when we hadn't noticed.) but
she was a little sore. So my wife had our daughter slip a pillow
under her cute little ass, so my sperm wouldn't leak out on the
bed while she was lying there, and take a nap.
"Thanks, Daddy," said Lynn sleepily, as we went back to OUR
bedroom.
"Thank YOU, Lynn," I replied, awed at what we had just done
together.
No sooner had we gotten back to our room, than my wife
wanted me to fuck HER! It seems, that watching me impregnate our
little girl, had gotten her hotter than a firecracker. It took
her almost 20 minutes of one of the best blow-jobs I ever got,
before she managed to get enough life back into me. Once we were
fucking, she had me cumming in less than two minutes more, as she
pretended that SHE was Lynn, and I was making a baby in HER. We
were both a little sad afterwards, as she had stopped having
periods, almost a year before, and she was only 34 years old.
(35, at the time I fucked Lynn.)
The rest of the day, was fairly normal for us. You'd never
know that I had started the day by fucking my own daughter. Lynn
acted just like any ten-year-old girl, giggling and playing, and
just being Daddy's little girl. That night however, my wife
insisted that I go see Lynn, before she went to bed, and fuck
her. Once again, she watched to make sure that I didn't pull
out, and that our daughter went to sleep, with her own father's
sperm warming her tight little belly. Then, we went back to OUR
bed, and fucked like bunnies for another hour.
From then on, my wife insisted that I fuck Lynn at least
once a day, and squirt my cum inside her. She had me lick our
daughter, so Lynn learned about oral-sex. And, once I had came
inside the girl at least one time that day, she let Lynn suck me
off, so our little girl knew how to swallow cum as well. It was
about a week after the first time, that I had another surprise.
Lynn and I were fucking on the little girl's bed, just
before she went to sleep, when all of a sudden she started
yelling and screaming underneath me. I was frightened, and
almost lost my erection, but Lynn's tight little cunny was
squeezing and clamping on my prick, in a manner that just
wouldn't let me go.
"Oh God, Lynn," I asked, "what's the matter?"
My wife had come in to watch, and she giggled almost in my
ear. "I think she's having an orgasm," she said.
I was shocked. All this time, Lynn had been enjoying
herself so much when we had sex, that I had just assumed she WAS
having orgasms. I hadn't expected something like this! It was
only after Lynn had calmed down, that I managed to work enough
life back into my cock to give her the nightly "injection" that
my wife insisted I give our little girl.
Well, after that first orgasm, Lynn couldn't seem to get
enough. The little girl started following me around like a
puppy-dog follows its mother. (Or more correctly, like a horny
male dog would follow a bitch in heat.) It seems that the little
girl wanted me to fuck her all the time. Her big blue eyes would
get all wide, and disappointed looking, whenever I would beg off.
Yeah, I know; you don't believe I begged off. Well, with an
oversexed wife, AND an oversexed daughter, after me all day long,
it's a wonder I had any time to myself at all. It seemed that
each time I fucked Lynn, it would get my wife all excited, and
she'd want to fuck me too! It might have gotten out of hand, but
I finally put my foot down, and insisted that we keep the sex
down to a major orgy, instead of a bacchanalia. I may be
oversexed, but there are limits, even to me!
For the next 8 years, I fucked Lynn almost every night. I
don't know why she never got pregnant, as I never pulled out, and
we never used birth-control. In fact, my daughter made a point
of going to sleep almost every night with a pillow under her
butt, so that my sperm would have a better chance of soaking into
her womb, and getting her pregnant.
When Lynn was 18, she went off to college. We didn't see
her again, until she came home for Thanksgiving. While she was
gone, my wife and I slowed down in the sex-department. It seems,
that without Lynn to stir us up, we weren't quite so horny all
the time.
When Lynn DID come home, it was like lighting a fire in a
gas-station. It seems that SHE had missed having sex with me,
almost as much as we had missed her. We hardly had time to cut
the turkey, as the whole weekend was one long orgy, that didn't
stop until she had to return to class. Even on the way to the
station, Lynn sucked me off, while I fingered her tight little
hole. (Yes, she was STILL tight. I think she always will be.)
She told me that she didn't like any of the boys at school, as
they all seemed so immature to her, after having such great sex
at home. Yes, she HAD tried it with one of them, (She made him
wear a rubber.) but it was such a letdown, that she hadn't tried
a second time.
I told her that in time, she'd meet the right man for her.
Lynn stopped her sucking, long enough to respond that she
already had: me. That caused me to lose control, and fill her
greedy little mouth with cum. Lynn went into the station,
obscenely licking her lips, a drool of white sticky cum dribbling
down her chin. I love my kinky little girl.
When she came home for Christmas, it was almost a repeat of
Thanksgiving, until Lynn complained that she had to get a box for
her present. So, we all went shopping for one day, then went
back to almost non-stop sex. We barely managed to get the tree
up.
On Christmas morning, Lynn insisted that we open her big
present last. Once the whole room was filled with strings,
wrapping paper, and numerous gifts, the only thing remaining was
Lynn's big box labeled, "What you've always wanted. From Lynn,
to the best mother and father in the whole world."
My wife had me open it. Inside the big box, was a slightly
smaller box, also gaily wrapped and beribboned. I grinned at my
wife, and she grinned back at me. This was going to be fun.
This time, I handed the box to my wife, so she could unwrap
it. Lynn was holding herself with excitement, as she watched.
I had seen this happen once before, and had told Lynn about
it, where a man gave his wife a present, wrapped up, box-within-
box, until at the middle was a diamond ring. I guess that's
where Lynn got the idea. What was in the middle of THIS box, I
wouldn't swap for 10 diamond rings, though you can buy them for
almost nothing.
There must have been 10 boxes, one within the other, before
we came to the last one. It was long and slim, and looked like a
pen-case. I guess that's what it had been originally, as one of
the earlier presents from Lynn to me HAD been a pen. My wife and
I looked at each other, and lifted the lid together.
Inside, was one of the most ordinary of objects. A plain
white telescoping cylinder, sealed in a plastic wrapper. It took
us a couple of seconds, to realize what it was: an unopened
tampon and applicator. We both looked at Lynn, who was hugging
herself with glee.
"I didn't need it this month," she explained.
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You will notice, that I never mentioned my wife's name, or
mine either. Nor our last names. If you think I'm going to give
any hints about who I am, or where I live, you're out of your
mind. I don't believe in lying, so I figured it was easier to
just leave out everything that wasn't needed in the story. As
for Lynn, that's her real name, but don't bother looking around
for a "Lynn" who just had a baby out of wedlock. I'm not saying
when I wrote this. It might be last night, and it might be ten
years ago. It IS one of my most treasured memories, and you'll
just have to be thankful that I'm sharing this much with you. As
it is, I'm giving this story to a friend, who says he knows the
"Tammy" who has been posting similar stories on the net. He's
going to give it to her, and she's promised to post it for him.
That way, it'll be even harder for you to find out who I am, as
she has never met me. At least, I don't think so. I'm fairly
sure that "Tammy" is just a pen-name of hers. Who knows? Maybe
"Tammy" is actually Lynn. Naw! Lynn wouldn't hide behind a pen-
name.
Signed: Lynn's father.
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