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My Children's Father
by pskao (address withheld)

***

Rachel's mother (see "How I Got Pregnant") provides 
background on Dan, the father of her own nine and her 
eldest daughter's three children. Dan started really 
young and got lots of the town's married women 
pregnant.  (mF+, ped, inc, preg)

***

My daughter Rachel showed me the story she wrote about 
how she learned the man who fathered her children was 
also her father.  I've decided in my old age (I'm over 
70 now) to tell how that man, called Dan in her story, 
became her father and the father of lots of children in 
our town back in the 1950s. I'll call myself Ruth. I've 
made up all the names in this story, except for the 
ones that Rachel already made up.

Most women didn't go to college back in 1950. I didn't.  
I'd known my husband, Timothy, for years before he 
finally took an interest in me. We got married after he 
graduated from seminary school (where he got the 
highest marks) and I was a year out of high school. We 
didn't have sex until a month after our wedding, and it 
was awkward for both of us as we were both virgins. 

After a year, it got to where I enjoyed it, but I 
didn't understand the references to "joy" or "bursting 
clouds" that I'd read about. I guess Timothy didn't 
find it all that interesting either, as we had sex only 
about once a week, and the frequency only declined as 
we got older.

Anyway, after he graduated from seminary school, he was 
appointed pastor of an established church in another 
town.  I quickly became friends with Judith and her 
husband, Aaron.  Judith was the Sunday school teacher 
and was a beautiful blonde with a lush figure that got 
second looks even from my husband.  She was a few years 
older than me and sort of took me under her wing. She 
and her husband didn't have any kids, either. Judith 
was really nice and is still my best friend.

Among the parishioners was a well-to-do family of 
three.  The husband, John, was a couple of decades 
older than the wife, Doris, who seemed too young to 
have such a big boy. (I think she was in her mid-20s 
and looked younger.) I never understood why they had 
only one child up to then. As our church doesn't have 
confession, Timothy never learned why either. This boy 
was Dan.

Dan was alway confident and seemed to be the leader of 
his group of friends. I'll call his best friend Jimmy, 
and I always saw them together. Even though Jimmy was 
several months older than Dan, Dan seemed able to talk 
Jimmy and the rest of his group into doing anything. To 
be fair, Dan never talked them into doing anything mean 
or cruel, as far as I know.

One Sunday well after services and Sunday school, I 
noticed Dan and Judith coming out of a church office. 
When I went into the office a bit later, I smelled sex. 
Dan and Judith? Dan wasn't even 13 yet! No, it couldn't 
be, could it? I was too inexperienced to know for sure. 
And Judith always seemed too pure.

This happened again the following Sunday, and the two 
Sundays after that, too. I figured it couldn't have 
been sex, then, unless they ignored Judith's period.

A month after I first noticed them, a crisis with one 
of the Sunday school kids kept Judith busy after class 
at the home of the kid. Dan found me and talked me into 
going into the office with him. To this day, I'm not 
sure how a 12-year-old became such a smooth talker. He 
kept telling me how beautiful I was (Timothy never 
did), and how he'd like to see more of me.

Once in the office, Dan raised my skirt (it was summer 
and my skirt was loose), and told me I had beautiful 
legs. I think I was stunned as he unsnapped my garters, 
rolled up my girdle (everyone wore girdles and 
stockings then), and pulled down my underwear. I think 
I was telling him to stop, but doing nothing to make 
him stop. I even lifted my bottom off the desk to make 
it easier for him. If you were a healthy 21-year-old 
woman with a husband like Timothy, you would have been 
horny out of your mind, too. I think I was curious to 
see how this boy compared to my husband.

I know I was stunned when Dan started licking my pussy.  
How did a 12-year-old know more about my pussy than I 
did? I didn't even know I had a clitoris. My strict 
upbringing kept me from examining myself down there. 
When Dan touch my clit with his tongue, all thoughts 
stopped and I just let sensation overwhelm me. I 
learned about "joy" and "bursting clouds" from Dan's 
tongue that afternoon.

When Dan got up and got out his cock, I was surprised. 
How could a 12-year-old have a cock as big as 
Timothy's? It was maybe 5" long and thicker than 
Timothy's. I was amazed that Dan's cock just slide 
right into me. I didn't realize that his licking had 
made me so wet that it was possible for my natural 
lubrication to easy the way in. It had never happened 
with Timothy, who always had to slowly work his cock 
into me to avoid hurting me. 

Dan was a much better lover than Timothy ever was. Dan 
got into a rhythm that made my body move to the same 
beat. I was on my back on the desk and Dan was between 
my legs, making it easy for him to play with my clit. 
(He had to teach me the names of my body parts.) God! 
Having a multiple orgasms while fucking was even better 
than having one because of his tongue! I'd never even 
had an orgasm until that day. I couldn't say no to him 
after that. If he'd wanted, I would have fucked him on 
my living room couch in front of my husband. I couldn't 
get enough.

* * *

Well, I regularly let Dan fuck me after that. Let? I 
sometimes begged him for relief! I knew about Judith 
and she knew about me, but we didn't talk about it. It 
was while we were both pregnant with our third child 
(all six fathered by Dan) that we finally talked about 
it.

I said, "It's amazing that such a young boy knows so 
much about women."

Judith asked, "Have you noticed his mother? She's had 
three more and is on her fourth pregnancy. I suspect 
she taught him a lot."

"You're right! I hadn't noticed. Now that I think about 
it, lots of other women are pregnant too, and many 
newborns have red hair."

"Yes, I guess he's had lots of practice. I wonder if 
his dad helped teach him, too?"

I said, "The three of them in bed together? How wicked!  
How exciting! Do you suppose his dad had the mumps 
after Dan was conceived? Is that why they didn't have 
any more kids for years after Dan was born?" (Mumps 
weren't so rare back then.)

Judith said, "I have no idea. Maybe it was a war 
injury.  Wasn't John at Pearl Harbor when the Japs 
attacked?" (Many of us who lived through the war still 
don't think of the Japanese as friends.)

"I think so. But Doris never looked as unsatisfied as I 
felt before Dan seduced me. How would her husband have 
been able to keep her satisfied if he couldn't do it? 
She's always been such a nice woman, and very helpful 
with the church and at school."

"Hmm. I don't know. Maybe it was mumps or measles. I 
think you're right about Dan getting lots of practice, 
though.  Even his friend Jimmy's mother had a red-
headed baby recently.

She's pregnant again, too. I wonder if Jimmy knows?"

"Well, they're still best friends. In fact, all the 
mothers of the boys in Dan's group are either pregnant 
or have recently had red-headed babies. I've noticed 
even some of his teachers and other women in his 
neighborhood have had red-headed babies, too."

Judith said, "Yes, but have you noticed that no 
unmarried girls have had red-headed babies? Dan seems 
to be having his way only with married women."

I laughed, then said, "Thank God I'm a married woman, 
then! I like babies and I love the way Dan makes me 
feel!"

Judith smiled and said, "And he's only getting bigger 
and better. He's over twice the size of my Aaron, now. 
It's only been a little over two years, now, since he 
seduced me. How big will he be when he's full grown? If 
he weren't so good at making me so wet, it would be 
almost painful to take him when he's full grown."

Oh, God! It's making me wet just thinking about it! I 
don't think Timothy will ever be enough, now."

"Or Aaron, either."

I thought of something, then said, "You know, our kids, 
yours and mine, are really brothers and sisters. Since 
we're so close, it's quite possible that they'll 
experiment with each other."

Judith responded, "You're right. They might have two-
headed babies, or something. How can we keep them apart 
without Aaron or Timothy suspecting anything?"

We both thought a while. I suggested, "Since we're 
really close anyway, why don't we raise our two 
families as though we were one? I'll help you raise 
your kids and you help me raise mine. We'll treat all 
the kids as though they were brothers and sisters, 
never letting on that they really are."

"Brilliant! Then even our husbands will agree that 
they're just like brothers and sisters, and won't 
object when we object.  I think this'll work!"

If you've read Rachel's story, you'll know it didn't 
quite work. More on this below.

* * *

Early in my fourth pregnancy, Dan talked me into 
letting him put his penis in my bottom. Where did he 
learn these things? I think he was only 16 or so then. 
I didn't want to do it, but he talked me into letting 
him try, promising to stop if it hurt too much. He made 
sure I was really well lubricated in my pussy, and used 
that lubrication in my bottom and on his cock. He took 
it really slowly, fingering my clit (he was behind me, 
doggy-style) all the while. 

He was so good at fingering my clit and feeling my 
breasts (which had grown much bigger and more sensitive 
with each pregnancy), that I was almost able to ignore 
his cock in my bottom. Before I knew it, he was all the 
way in my bottom. He stayed that way for a while, 
letting me get used to him. I'd already had one orgasm 
from his fingering.

When he started moving in and out of my bottom, he 
stopped fingering my clit and held onto my hips. It 
started to feel good. I think I responded to him and 
started pushing back at him as he entered me again and 
again. Maybe it was just the situation (a 25-year-old 
woman letting a 16-year-old boy use her bottom!), but 
it began to feel really good. My orgasm took me by 
surprise.

Well, I could refuse him neither hole after that. He 
was always considerate and washed his penis after it 
was in my bottom before putting it in any other hole. 
He said he didn't want to make me or any baby I was 
carrying sick. He told me that if I ever had an affair 
(I didn't think of our relationship as an affair; he 
was more like my second husband), I should make my 
lover use a condom or use my bottom to avoid getting 
pregnant.

I think I was deeply in love with Dan. I know I was in 
lust with him.

When I asked Judith if he'd ever taken her bottom, she 
said, "No. I didn't know you could do that. He has put 
a finger or two in my bottom while fucking me, though. 
Why? Did he take your bottom? How was it?"

"It was fantastic, once he got it in. He was really 
gentle and made sure I was relaxed while getting it in. 
If he ever asks you if you'd like to try, say that you 
do. I think you'll enjoy it. I certainly did."

Two weeks later, Judith told me that I was right. She 
did enjoy it.

* * *

When Dan left for college when he was 17, I was 
pregnant with our sixth child, as was Judith, and Doris 
was pregnant with her seventh by Dan when he left. I 
figured out that Judith and I were getting pregnant 
every 11 or 12 months, while Doris was getting pregnant 
faster than every 10 months. I'm not sure she ever had 
a period once she started making babies again.

Judith and I had always been friends with Doris, but we 
became even closer after Dan left. I think Doris knew 
that we wanted to keep up with Dan. She could see our 
hair colors and probably realized that Dan was the 
father of our children. I was in love with Dan, and I 
think Judith was too. Doris was always sympathetic and 
kept us informed.

Jimmy's mother had three babies while Dan was sexually 
active in our town, but only the first had red hair. 
The other two were brown-haired or dirty blondes like 
her and Jimmy, so I'm not sure who their father was. 
Some of the other mothers of the boys in Dan's group 
had more than one red-haired baby, but not all of their 
babies were red heads.

Jimmy went to the same college as Dan, and from what 
Doris told us (Judith and me), they remained best 
friends. From what Doris implied, Dan continued to 
seduce married women, getting many of them pregnant, 
some of them being wives of his professors. Doris never 
outright told us, though.

Doris did tell us how Dan and Jimmy stopped being such 
close friends during their last year in college. They 
were both engaged to be married when Jimmy's fiancée 
got pregnant. Jimmy broke the engagement as did Dan's 
fiancée. Judith and I both came to the same conclusion 
about what happened, but we never learned any facts 
beyond what Doris told us.

When Dan came home during college breaks, Judith and I 
always made sure we had private sessions with him. 
After our sixth babies were born, he always used 
condoms with us. He said he didn't want to make it too 
obvious who the baby's father was if we kept having 
them nine months after his visits. Doris stopped having 
babies for a while, too.

However, unlike Judith and me, Doris never seemed 
frustrated by a lack of sex. Maybe John, her husband, 
was keeping her satisfied. She recognized our 
frustration and suggested another use for cucumbers and 
zucchinis. (Dildos were unavailable in our town in the 
late 50s and early 60s. We didn't even know they 
existed back then.) Judith and I both began making a 
lot cucumber salads and zucchini casseroles after that.

* * *

Doris' oldest child after Dan was Jenny, a beautiful 
little girl. She got pregnant when she was 13. My 
Rachel was still 12 at the time. Doris didn't tell us 
who the father of Jenny's baby was, but Dan had been 
home for her thirteenth birthday party. Doris told us 
that she'd gotten married and pregnant while she was 
only 12-years-old, and her own mother had been really 
young when she (Doris) was born. Apparently, girls 
having babies while almost babies themselves was common 
in her family.

After that, Doris began having a baby a year for five 
years, then stopped. She was pregnant at the same time 
her youngest daughter, Sarah, got pregnant when she was 
13. Judith and I noticed that Dan was always home for 
his brothers' and sisters' birthdays. However, as Doris 
was now having babies a year apart, while her five sons 
were less than 10 months apart, we're not sure who was 
the father of Doris' new babies. She was in her mid 40s 
when she stopped having babies.

As Dan's visits became rarer, it became harder for 
Judith and me to see him alone. Judith and I had our 
first threesome with Dan when he was rather busy during 
one of his visits. My God! Judith was absolutely 
beautiful naked! She said I was too, even though I'd 
put on a few pounds (well, more than a few) during my 
pregnancies. Neither Dan nor Judith seemed to care, 
though. Dan showed us how to eat each others pussies. 
Over time, we became quite good at it. This, as well as 
the vegetables, helped keep us from getting too 
frustrated during the times he was away.

In the late 60s, Judith walked in on David (her oldest) 
and Rachel having sex. They were 16 and had just 
started their senior year in high school, David being a 
month older than Rachel. Fortunately, they were using 
condoms. As Rachel mentioned in her story, both Judith 
and I put up a big stink, which our husbands didn't 
quite understand. 

However, we managed to keep the kids apart. Rachel was 
very unhappy that year and, as she's already written, 
she married a man who was in town visiting relatives 
after she graduated from high school. I thought (and 
still think) that Rachel was extremely beautiful with 
lovely large breasts, a narrow waist, and baby-making 
hips.  (Rachel says she takes after me, but with redder 
hair.) As she already wrote, they moved to Las Vegas, 
Nevada, after they married.

That left the rest of our children. Judith had in 
order: boy (David), boy, girl, girl, girl, boy. I had: 
girl (Rachel), boy, boy, boy, girl, boy. Judith and I 
had to find a way to keep our kids from marrying each 
other and having kids. We both realized that our own 
strict upbringings would not work with our own, very 
horny kids. We had to talk.

Judith said, "We have to do something!"

"God! I know! Should we talk to Doris, too? I think she 
has experience with this."

Judith exclaimed, "NO! She's still getting pregnant and 
her daughters are, too! I'm not sure I'd like her 
ideas."

I said, "Well, all of her kids seem healthy and smart, 
and her granddaughter...great-granddaughter?...is a 
pretty healthy baby."

Judith said, "NO! I don't want our kids having babies 
by each other. I don't want to take the risk."

"You're right. I don't either. Still, we have to do 
something to teach our kids about sex and to provide an 
outlet for them. If they're anything like Dan, the 
boys'll be able to talk their way under any woman's 
skirt, and the girls are so pretty that it'll be no 
effort for them to get any man they want."

We thought a moment, then Judith turned bright red. She 
said, "I have an idea. I hope you like it. Please 
listen to me."

I said, "Go on."

"What if we taught our own boys about sex."

"WHAT!" I exclaimed.

"No, not that way. I'll teach your boys and you teach 
my boys."

"Oh," I said, then added, "That'll take care of another 
problem, too."

Judith raised her eyebrows at me in question.

"I'm getting pretty tired of cucumber salad and 
zucchini casserole," I said in response.

Judith laughed. "Me, too. What about the girls?"

"Well, I could teach your girls and you could teach 
mine, too. We needed to teach them more than just how 
to make your partner enjoy it. We need to teach them, 
boys and girls, responsibility, too. As far as I know, 
Dan never got any unmarried girls pregnant until he 
went to college."

Judith said, "You're right. Remember? He went only with 
married women while he was in town. We should teach 
that to our boys. They should use a condom if the woman 
requests it or seems unclean. They should respect women 
as much as Dan did us.  `No' means `no.' Never use 
violence. Keep silent about their partners and never 
brag. Learn how to please a woman. Oh, yes.  I'll 
especially like teaching them how to please a woman."

This was how Judith and I came up with our own version 
of what Dan told Rachel to teach her baby if it was a 
boy.

I said, "Me, too. It's been so long! As for the girls, 
maybe we can break them in with vegetables. We can use 
the vegetables to show them how condoms work and where 
everything goes. And Judith, much as I love you, I 
really prefer men. I don't mind teaching your daughters 
the basics, but I won't make love to them unless they 
make the first move. I'll teach them whatever they ask 
that I know the answer to, but I won't seduce them. 
Your boys, however, I plan to seduce at the earliest 
opportunity!"

Judith said, "I'm so horny, I can't wait to seduce your 
boys." She though a little, then added, "But I don't 
want my boys to know about me with your boys. I don't 
want them to get jealous, and I don't want to make love 
to my own boys."

I thought a bit, then said, "Agreed. I've no desire for 
my boys, either. Still, seducing your boys is going to 
feel like incest. We've been treating each others kids 
as our own for so long, your boys almost...but not 
quite...seem like my own."

Judith said, "I think that hint of incest just makes it 
better. I'm not going to let your boys get me pregnant, 
though.  I'm getting too old to take care of more 
babies."

I wouldn't have minded having more babies, but I agreed 
not to let Judith's boys get me pregnant.

Things turned out as we planned. We each seduced the 
other's boys, one by one, without anyone else knowing 
about it as far as we knew. We taught them what we'd 
agreed, and had a whole lot of fun doing it. Judith was 
right. The hint of incest made it a whole lot more 
exciting without actually doing it.

* * *

Almost six years later, I was still having sex with 
Judith's boys. All of them had inherited Dan's big 
penis. (Judith told me that my boys did too.) All of 
the boys, Judith's and mine, were careful and didn't 
get any unmarried girls pregnant. David had gone 
through several girl friends his own age, but still 
visited me from time to time. The youngest boys 
couldn't get enough of me. (Well, I couldn't get enough 
of them, either.) 

With Judith and I covering for each other, we managed 
to keep our affairs secret from our husbands. I think 
our boys knew what they were doing with each others 
mothers. Both Judith and I made it clear that we 
weren't available to our own boys, though. There were 
times when I had more than one boy with me.  Having one 
in my bottom and one in my pussy at the same time was 
heavenly. (Talk about "joy" and "bursting clouds!")

We'd taught each others girls how to be careful. I 
suspect boys from either family had sex with the girls 
from either family, but they'd learned our lesson of 
keeping things private and we never knew for sure. At 
any rate, the girls did not get pregnant until they got 
married, and no hint of improper relations with their 
brothers (full or half) ever got out. It's just that 
sometimes I'd smell sex when I cleaned the girls' room, 
and Judith said she did too. Neither of us conducted 
any witch hunts. We both felt it would've been 
hypocritical.

Then Rachel called to say she was finally pregnant. 
They'd been married for almost five years, and I was 
beginning to wonder if something was wrong. I managed 
to get away from my brood for six weeks to be with 
Rachel before and after she gave birth. I hoped I could 
do without sex for that long.

I stayed at her house. During the second week, Rachel's 
husband was working, and Rachel and I were talking when 
the phone rang. Rachel answered and told the caller to 
come on over. After she hung up, she looked at me with 
an odd look, almost a twinkle, in her eye.

When Rachel answered the door, I was stunned. It was 
Dan!  Rachel told me how Dan was the real father of her 
baby. Her husband knew and approved, and in fact, 
they'd shared her at times. I'm not sure how he did it, 
but Dan talked me into the master bedroom and seduced 
me again. Good golly! He'd only improved with age. I 
thought his and Judith's boys were good, but Dan was 
the master!

We were still at it when Rachel's husband came home 
from work. Rachel had just listened from outside the 
open door, and sent her husband in when he got home. I 
barely knew Rachel's husband, and here he was sticking 
his penis into my bottom while I rode Dan's. They knew 
what they were doing. They'd practiced with Rachel. As 
Rachel was unable to have sex at that stage of her 
pregnancy, so I became their willing sex object for the 
rest of my stay there. As Rachel said, I went home 
pregnant after each of her three births. They made a 
woman in her mid 40s very happy.

They also made Judith's sons happy, as I didn't require 
them to use condoms while I was already pregnant. 
Judith was somewhat jealous when I told her, but she 
really didn't want to get pregnant again and didn't 
come with me for Rachel's next two births.

That's how I had nine children, all by the same man, 
while rarely having sex with my own husband.

The End

Next up, Jimmy's story.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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