Her Father's Daughter (First Half)


Foreword

Notice: This book contains highly erotic, and explicit sexual material. 
If you are even slightly offended by such material, I suggest that you 
stop reading right now! The book contains graphic descriptions of all 
sorts of sex. It is completely non-violent though.

I wrote this book because of the implicit and implied censorship that I 
feel permeates the literature of today. "What's that," you say, "I've 
seen books on every subject down at the local bookstore cum porn-shop?" 
Check them out again. Lately, all the books on incest, bondage, 
bestiality, and children having sex, have vanished. Well, not ALL. In 
some cities, in some parts of the country, you can still find some 
books on incest. Not many, and they are getting unrealistic, as the 
most likely time for incest to occur, is when a person is a child, not 
when the person is over 18, and in college.

For a period of about 7 years, starting about 1975, there was a sexual 
revolution in this country, and almost anything could be printed. At 
that time, I bought and read almost everything I could get my hands 
on.. 90% of it was junk, but OH!, that 10% remaining! Then, over the 
years, the censors started cracking down again. The bookstores knuckled 
under to the pressure, the RICO act was used to threaten those who 
didn't comply, and even the publishers had to give in. It now seems to 
be a crime worse than murder to publish a story about little children 
having sex, people having sex with dogs, brothers having sex with their 
sisters, (or heaven forbid, their parents) or even light bondage seems 
to be verboten. (Personally, tying up someone, or being tied up, is a 
turn-off, not a turn-on. But, to each his own.)

Even before the crackdown, there were, (and still are) areas that 
seemed to be forbidden, even to suggest. In the loosest years, they 
were hinted at, in some of the raunchier books, but never actually 
suggested. (Well, I did read one book, that actually did not only 
suggest, but made it part of the story. One, out of thousands. (Yes, I 
do read that many.)) All these books seemed even then, to include some 
rules that no author dared break, if he was to be published. Some of 
these rules, as applied to porn, are:

No one gets killed. Personally, I think any one who equates pain, with 
sexual arousal, is sick. (But it's STILL censorship.)

No children under 14. Now the rules read: No one under the age of 18, 
even knows what sex is. People are virgins, until magically, at the age 
of 18, they know all there is to know about sex.

No one gets pregnant. That's DUMB. If you are going to have sex, some 
people are going to get pregnant.

No woman wants to have a baby. If the previous one is dumb, what can I 
say about this?

No interracial sex. This one's funny. Pictures of interracial sex, are 
perfectly acceptable. It's the written description of interracial sex 
that seems to be verboten. Weird!

There are other unwritten (in the books) rules, but these were the most 
obvious. I personally, think that it's a turn-on to think of the first 
time someone has sex. I fantasize about my first time, and think about 
what it might have been. One of my commonest fantasies is where I am a 
girl instead of a boy, when I first learned about sex. I think that if 
I were a girl, I probably would have been having babies about 9 months 
after I got my first period (or possibly even sooner). To pretend that 
I was 18, before I got interested in sex, is so unrealistic, even my 
considerable imagination won't swallow it.

Another thing that turns me on is incest. No I've never done it. The 
only one with whom it would be possible, would have been my sister, and 
she left home before I got old enough. If I had a daughter, I would 
never even think of suggesting to her that we have sex. (I think that 
people in authority, like parents and teachers, should not compromise 
their positions.) If my (nonexistent) daughter were to approach me for 
sex, I'd probably tell her that when she had moved out, on her own, and 
still wanted it, then I might. (Notice, no age set.)

Finally, I am turned on, by the thought of little children having sex. 
If I were a girl, I'd probably have started with any brother or sisters 
I had, and then progressed up. A second fantasy I often have, is that I 
am a little girl, under 14 years old, who gets her big brother or her 
father to knock her up. Being the father of such a girl, for some 
reason, doesn't turn me on, as much as the idea of being the girl who 
gets pregnant. The world seems to think that if they act as though 
children don't have sex, then they won't (Ignoring the tremendous 
increase in unwanted teenage pregnancy today.) Even if kids do have 
sex, it's forbidden to write about it. What hogwash! You can write the 
grisliest murder story you want, but to hint that a 12 year old girl 
might get pregnant, and worse yet, want the baby! Will get you thrown 
in jail, probably for a longer period, than if you had performed said 
grisly murder.

I finally decided, that if no one was (or dared to) write the kind of 
story I wanted to read (at least once), then I would have to write it 
myself, if only for my own enjoyment. This story is the result. It is 
completely non-violent. The little girls in the story, are always the 
aggressors. (Yes, little girls having sex! I told you at the beginning 
that it was raunchy). Yes, I know. I'm using rules myself. But these 
rules, are the ones I set, and I wanted a story that turned ME on. The 
heck with you. If you do like it, then fine.

The people in this story have no relationship to anybody I have ever 
known. This is a story. It is a complete fantasy.

A final note: DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME! Doing this yourself, could not 
only result in disasters like pregnancy or damaged self esteem, but 
would most likely result in your getting arrested, and spending a 
considerable time behind bars. Remember: "These are trained 
professionals. Don't try to do this yourself."

Now, with that in mind, I hope you like the story. Signed: The Author. 
(If you think I'm going to sign my real name to this, you're out of 
your ever-lovin' skull!)

Oh yes, Copyright Notice: No copyright. Original version written in 
mid-1993. This one in late 1994. If you want to steal this, say you 
wrote it, edit it, modify it, or leave it alone. Feel free to do so, 
with the author's blessing. I wrote this to have fun, not to make money 
with.


The Report Card

Little Suzy Fisher could hardly wait. The cute ten-year-old girl was 
sitting in third row seat of the schoolroom, almost breathless with 
excitement. In a moment she would know if her efforts had succeeded.

Nobody looking at the sweet innocence of the virginal young beauty 
would have guessed the turmoil that was running through the child's 
mind. Except for a slight flush where her neck had gotten red from 
excitement, nobody in the room would have ever suspected that little 
Suzy Fisher was worried about her report-card. Suzy was an 
exceptionally precocious little girl, and might normally have been 
accused of being a "teacher's pet" because of her amazingly good 
grades.

Nobody would ever make such an accusation in John Stockdale's classroom 
though. "Mr." Stockdale was as well known and feared by his students 
for being strict and fair as he was liked by the faculty for the high 
quality of his teaching. At the moment, he was busy handing out report-
cards to the class. With each name called, a student went up to his 
desk, exchanged a few words with him, and returned. A few came back 
looking glad or excited. Most came back looking relieved. Only 2 came 
back looking as if they weren't pleased with the results, and it was no 
surprise to Suzy when it came to those two. "Cindy Macon," called Mr. 
Stockdale. Suzy watched as her sexy cousin got up, shook her beautiful 
long brunette hair over her shoulders from where it had been dangling 
down to her almost fully developed breasts. At eleven, Cindy looked 
much more mature than the -6-month difference in their ages would have 
suggested. While Suzy looked barely more than a tomboy, with little 
buds for breasts, and only a slight padding starting to develop on her 
slim hips, Cindy looked almost like a full-grown woman. Her swaying 
hips, and full breasts had more than one of the members of the faculty 
having wet dreams about getting her alone. More than one of the older 
boys in the school had already tried, but Suzy knew that her sexy 
cousin had turned them all down. Suzy wasn't sure she could have 
refused some of the boys if they had asked her, but Cindy seemed to be 
holding herself back for someone. Suzy watched as her cousin returned 
to her seat with a quick glance and a smile that reassured her that her 
cousin had done OK.

"Christ," Suzy muttered to herself. Wouldn't the man ever get to her? 
Only 2 more students remained. Then only 1. "Finally," Suzy breathed as 
she got ready to rise and get her report card. But he didn't call her 
name. Instead he said, "That's it, see you all next semester." The 
teacher paused and then continued, "Suzy Fisher. Could I see you in my 
office for a few minutes. I'd like to talk to you about your report-
card."

Suzy felt the blood drain from her face, as she turned white as a 
sheet. "Oh NO!" she thought, "Not after all this trouble." She couldn't 
fail now! As she unsteadily got to her feet she looked around at the 
faces of the other children whose eyes were on her like spotlights. She 
saw sympathy in most of them, but sympathy was not what she wanted. 
Right now, she wanted the floor to swallow her up, before she started 
to cry! She had worked so hard! How could she have failed now?

John Stockdale ("Mr. Stockdale" to his students) was a stern man, but 
he wasn't cruel. When he saw the result his announcement had to his 
best student, he berated himself for an idiot.

"Oh no!" he explained in a rush, "It's not that! Your grades are fine! 
In fact, that's what I wanted to talk to you about." He paused, then 
continued, "Are you all right?"

He really was worried, because the little girl looked as if she was 
going to faint right there on the floor in front of everybody.

"No, Mr. Stockdale. I'm fine," Suzy replied, as her breath came back, 
"Just a little dizzy is all." The young girl could feel her thin dress 
clinging to her body like a wet T-shirt. She realized that all the boys 
were gawking at her as the material clung to her budding tits, and she 
could feel her panties were soaked with sweat.

Realizing that the show was over, the class started to disperse, but 
not before Suzy caught a reassuring smile from her best friend and 
cousin Cindy.

Suzy was now starting to feel a little chilly and sticky as the sweat 
that had broken out, now soaked her clothes. Gratefully, she followed 
the teacher's waved invitation into the little office next to the main 
classroom. This office was as neat as you might have expected for 
someone like Mr. Stockdale. Suzy slid into the wooden chair that he had 
available for guests, not noticing that her short little dress, now 
sticky with perspiration, stuck to the back of the chair as she sat 
down and lifted the front up almost to her navel, exposing the thin 
soaked panties that were pulled tight into her pre-pubescent little 
slit.

John Stockdale's breath came out with a rush as he sat down in his 
chair and noticed how much of the little girl's charms were exposed to 
his view. "Ahhh Suzy," he exclaimed, "don't you think you'd better ..." 
He waved an embarrassed arm at where the child was unknowingly exposing 
herself.

Suzy looked down, and this time she actually did faint from 
embarrassment. "Oh Gawd!" was her last intelligible thought, as she 
slid to the floor in a boneless heap. There was a slight ripping 
sensation, then she was on the floor completely naked from the waist 
down. Her dress, still suck to the chair, had gone up around her 
armpits, while her panties had caught in the leg of the chair as it 
went over, and almost ripped them completely off.

John's first thought was for the child. He bounded from his chair, and 
managed to catch her head before it hit the concrete floor. "Suzy, 
SUZY! Are you all right?" he asked, as he cradled the now almost half-
naked little girl in his arms.

Suzy slowly came around. Her teacher's face was next to hers and she 
had never seen him look so worried. "I'm OK Mr. Stockdale," she said 
woozily, as she snuggled into the comforting arms of the older man.

The teacher continued to hold the little girl as she recovered. 
Suddenly, the feel of naked skin on his bare hand, caused him to 
realize what was happening. He looked down at the child in his arms, 
and almost dropped her. He saw a half-naked little girl in his big 
burly arms. One hand was holding onto her naked little ass, while his 
thumb was sticking between her legs, and almost entering her virginal 
crack. A half a pair of white gauzy panties still clung to one leg, but 
the other was completely bare. A cold sweat of fear broke out. If 
anyone came in, his ass was grass! No jury in the world would find him 
innocent of child molestation and probably statutory-rape as well. "Oh 
Jesus," he muttered. How did he ever get himself into such a mess?

"Suzy, Please?" he almost cried, "Can you get up?"

Suzy aroused herself at his tortured plea. "Whatever is the matter?" 
she thought, as she tried to get back to her feet. Then she felt the 
cold air around her bottom and remembered what had happened. "You must 
think I'm terrible," she whispered, as she vainly tried to pull her 
shattered panties back together. "Exposing myself to you like that." 
The little girl was almost in tears as she kept trying to make a half-
a-pair of panties do what a whole one was barely capable of. She didn't 
realize that she was giving the older man a better view of her pre-
adolescent charms than if she had just given up. As it was, viewing the 
little girl in dishabille had given the man an erection that threatened 
to split his trousers.

"Uh Suzy. Just take them off, and put them in your bag," the older man 
instructed. John's hard-on kept growing, in spite of his good 
intentions, as he watched the girl in her disarray.

"But what if somebody sees?" the little girl wailed.

John's hair stood on end. If anybody heard...

"Just pull your dress down, and walk naturally. Nobody will notice," he 
reassured her.

"Oh Mr. Stockdale, I didn't mean to come in here and tease you." She 
smiled bravely up at him, suddenly aware that his pants were bulging 
slightly. "Though I might, if I were older," she added smilingly as 
kind of an afterthought.

"And I might enjoy it, young lady. If you were older," he replied. "Now 
back to business," he continued, as he watched the child smoothing her 
short dress down over the flat little belly that he would remember in 
his wet dreams for the rest of his life. "Your report-card."

Suddenly all ears, Suzy jerked back to attention. Her report card! She 
had been waiting all year for this moment. "All 'A's, of course." John 
Stockdale didn't realize the effect this was having on the little girl 
sitting stunned in the chair.

"I've won. I've WON," she thought to herself. The thought grew too big 
to keep inside. "Wahooo!, I'VE WON!" she almost shrieked, as she jumped 
on the surprised teacher, wrapped her legs around his body on the 
chair, and kissed him full on the mouth.

John couldn't help responding. The sensuality of this young girl was 
going to land him in jail yet, he thought. He still couldn't resist 
opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out to see what her response 
would be. To his surprise, the little girl responded by opening her 
mouth, and almost swallowing his tongue. Then her little tongue was 
licking his. He felt her wet little pussy on top of his bulging pants 
as she wrapped her little arms around him and gave him the kissing of 
his life.

John had felt too much. His cock exploded in his pants.

Suzy knew it was happening, because her wild ride on top of him got 
suddenly slicker. Her bare pussy sent its flood down to join the slick 
stain that was seeping up to where her little crack was rubbing against 
the bulge in his slacks.

"Thank You. Thank You," she murmured, as she gave him one final hug, 
and a last little grind with her hips.

"Thank YOU! my dear, but I could get in a lot of trouble, if anybody 
ever found out about this," he replied.

"I'll never tell," she responded; as with one last soul-hungry kiss, 
she returned to her demure station in the other chair. "Now what was it 
you wanted to talk to me about?" she inquired. "I don't think that was 
it," she added with a giggle, "though I'll never really be sure now, 
will I?" This last was added with a sparkle in her eye, and a burst of 
youthful enthusiasm that took all the sting out.

"No. Ahem." John cleared his throat, and tried to get back on subject. 
"Suzy, you know you've gotten good grades this year." This was more of 
a statement than a question.

Suzy nodded. She should have. She'd certainly worked hard enough!

"What you don't know, is that the faculty has been following your 
progress with some interest. We've never seen such dedication and hard 
work. Now, I've had a couple of students that were smarter than you, 
though not very many. But I've never had a student get grades this good 
for a whole year. Now normally, we like to see our students excel in 
their work, but this is far from normal. Do you see what I mean?"

Suzy was confused. Would he get to the point?

"I mean, it's unusual for a girl your age to study this hard and long, 
and neglect play and sports and other children and...?" his voice 
trailed off in a questioning tone.

"So?" she prompted.

"So. What I mean is..." He paused, then blurted, "are your parents 
forcing you to do this? Will you get in trouble if you don't?" It was 
hard to get the question out, but he felt he must. After all, child-
abuse took many forms.

All of a sudden, the secrecy, the questions the worried look on her 
teacher's face all fell into place in Suzy's mind. She couldn't help 
it; she started to giggle. It started out as a snicker, then a "tee 
hee" then a guffaw, then a roar! The girl gasped and choked and laughed 
till her sides ached. "Do you mean to tell me that you think my parents 
might be..." The thought was too funny. She burst into laughter again.

"Abusing you. It does happen." He couldn't help snickering a little 
himself; her laughter was so infectious.

At this moment there was an interruption. Cindy had been worried when 
her cousin and best-friend didn't come out of the office. She had 
waited patiently outside, and had almost rushed in when she had heard a 
loud cry earlier but hadn't dared enter. Now, hearing what sounded like 
loud cries of pain, she decided she'd better check.

"Suzy, Are you OK?" she called as she opened the door. At first, it 
looked like a rape scene. Her cousin was rolling on the floor holding 
her sides and screaming with what appeared to be pain. The little 
girl's dress was halfway up her naked little belly, and her panties 
were scattered on the floor. Their teacher was on the floor leaning 
over the little girl trying to calm her down, with one hand on each 
side of her naked waist. The screams intensified.

"Whoop! Whoop!" Suzy chortled. Now her best friend was getting into the 
act. It was too much. Her sides ached so much; she could hardly move.

"No, Cindy. Stop it," she barely managed to choke out; as she saw her 
cousin about ready to bean their teacher with a bookend. "It's OK. 
Really!"

"Are you sure?" Cindy realized that maybe things weren't quite what 
they had seemed, but she held onto her impromptu weapon anyway. "What's 
the matter then?" she asked, as she started to realize that these 
weren't cries of pain, but of laughter, and the tears in her little 
cousin's eyes were from the strain of trying to stop. "What's so 
Goddamn funny?"

"He, He, Heee," Suzy choked, "he thinks Daddy might be abusing me!"

At this, Cindy started to snicker. Pretty soon, she was holding onto 
her cousin as both of them rolled on the floor in laughter, the bookend 
lying forgotten in the corner.

Finally, John Stockdale could stand it no more. "Will somebody explain 
why this is so funny?" he asked. "Some people do force their children 
awfully hard, and child abuse is not funny!"

Cindy was the only one who was in a condition to answer.

"You've never met Dan Fisher have you?" she asked.

"Why yes I have. Several times. At PTO meetings," he replied.

"Ever been to his house?"

"No, of course not. I don't get to many of my student's homes. And 
generally not unless there's a problem." All of them knew that Suzy 
would never be considered a "problem" student.

"Well I go there all the time, and that girl's father worships the 
ground she walks on. He tries to not let it show, but anybody can see 
it in his eyes. He'd kill anybody who even tried to hurt his daughter." 
She paused. "I think she loves him the same way." She added as an 
afterthought.

"Now," she said, changing the subject, "what happened to your 
underpants?"

"Feh. Fell. Fell off the chair," Suzy chortled, as she pointed to the 
chair where a wisp of cotton still clung to the leg. She didn't seem to 
realize that her bare belly and hairless little vagina were exposed for 
all to view.

"Well we'd better do something before somebody else comes in here and 
reaches the wrong conclusions. Here," she said, lifting her dress right 
in front of the surprised teacher. "Hold my dress up, while I get out 
of these."

John was too surprised to argue. He watched in astonishment as the 
sensuous little girl stepped out of her shoes while he held up her 
dress and then calmly peeled out of her pantyhose and lacy panties. He 
almost had his nose in the child's belly button, and he could smell the 
aroma rising from the sparse hair that covered her dainty little crack.

"Put on these," Cindy directed as she tossed the almost see-through 
panties at her cousin, then started to step back into her pantyhose. At 
this time, she realized what she was doing in front of her teacher. She 
followed his gaze down to her suddenly wet cunt, and then back up to 
his face. "I'm sorry," she said, "I'm so used to going around naked 
with my brothers, that I forgot you weren't one of them."

"Lucky little brothers," he replied, as she calmly rolled the pantyhose 
up her thighs without bothering to cover herself.

"Lucky you too. Maybe." It was almost a promise.

"I'd better not chance it," he replied, as another surge of fear went 
through him. He'd better get these two sexpots out of his office before 
some father came after him with a shotgun.

"Your loss." Cindy seemed at ease, as she shrugged her dress back down, 
now looking no different than when she came in. "If you ever decide 
different...," she left the idea hanging.

"If." He made no promises. "Now Suzy, if somebody wasn't forcing you to 
do this, why did you almost kill yourself to do this well in school? I 
have to tell the faculty something."

Suzy thought for a minute. It didn't hurt to tell somebody now. "I had 
a bet," she replied.

"A bet!?" both of the other occupants of the room were astonished.

"With my Father," Suzy amplified.

That explained it all to Cindy, but John Stockdale was worried.

"What happened if you lost?" he asked. Maybe there was abuse here after 
all.

"Nothing," Suzy replied. "I just didn't win. Daddy didn't put any price 
on my losing. Just his disappointment. I really wanted to win for him," 
she explained.

"It must have been some bet," Cindy stated.

"It was." Suzy wasn't going to explain any more.

"Well, I guess that takes care of that," John said, as he started to 
usher the two children out of his office.

"Thanks, Mr. Stockdale. I really appreciate your concern," Suzy said, 
as she reached up and gave him another long open-mouthed kiss, right in 
front of her cousin this time.

Cindy watched with awe. "Maybe something has been going on between the 
two of them," she speculated. Not one to pass up an opportunity, she 
tapped on her cousin's shoulder and said, "My turn."

John Stockdale couldn't believe it. He had just been kissing one of his 
little under-aged students in a manner that would have been "Banned In 
Boston," and now the sexiest little girl in the whole 5th-grade class 
wanted to do it with him. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep for a 
week with the horny dreams these two horny sub-teens were going to give 
him. Still, he knew he wasn't going to pass on the chance that half of 
the male faculty members would give their right-nut to get.

"OK Cindy." He started to give her a peck on the lips.

Cindy Macon would have none of it. She opened her mouth, and wormed her 
hot little tongue into his. She started licking his teeth, and sucking 
obscenely on his tongue. "Mmmmmmph," she said as they kissed madly. She 
started grinding her hips into his with a sensuality that couldn't be 
contained. "Oh Mr. Stockdale. Someday, could you?" she said, as she 
finally pulled her tongue out of his mouth. It was obvious what she was 
offering.

"Maybe." It was almost a promise. He reached down and patted each girl 
on her firm young ass as he gave each of them a final kiss. "Now scoot, 
both of you. Shoo!" he said, as he shoved them out of the door.

He pulled the door shut behind the two girls and collapsed in his 
chair. "Whew!" he exclaimed, as he tried to get over his close call. 
Two minutes more, and he was sure that he would have been fucking both 
of the pre-teens right on the floor, regardless of the consequences. 
Jail, or father's shotguns, or pregnancy be-dammed. He probably would 
have done it. "And almost worth it too," he said to himself, as a pang 
passed through him for lost opportunities. Then he remembered Cindy's 
last words. Maybe not completely lost. He straightened his tie, took a 
last look around his office, grabbed Suzy's discarded panties, stuffed 
them in his pocket, and left the office whistling after he locked up. 
Maybe life wasn't so bad as a 5th-grade school teacher!

"Suzy. did you?" Cindy had to find out. They were walking home on the 
road, having missed the bus, and not wanting to wait for the "Last-
Call" bus that took the sports and gymnastics teams home.

"Do anything with Mr. Stockdale? ... NAW! Just kissed him a little. But 
you know what?"

"What?" Cindy was all ears.

"I almost wanted to." It was almost a whisper. "I don't know what I'd 
have done if he'd tried anything. After all, There I was with my bare 
pussy almost in his face. I wouldn't have blamed him if he tried."

"Tried to fuck you, you mean." The two girls had known each other for 
so long that they had almost no secrets from each other.

"Uh Huh. How about you. I saw you shoving your bare snatch in his face. 
Brothers indeed!" she snickered.

Cindy snickered also. "I probably would have fucked him, if you hadn't 
gotten him so scared. But about my brothers. Shows how much you know," 
she replied. "Remember what I showed you the other day? Well where do 
you think I learned how?"

"Who? Not Billy!?" came the breathless question.

"Yep. My Horny big brother. Came into my room one night last year, and 
taught me how to take care of a boy without getting knocked-up. 
Charlene had just dropped him; and he figured I wouldn't mind helping 
him out," she continued, "and I didn't. He then helped me out."

"You don't mean?" the little girl couldn't help asking.

"Yeah, He ate me out. You ought to have your big brother help you out."

"Oh I couldn't. Not with my own brother." Suzy was sure.

"Why not. I know the thought of making it with your father doesn't 
bother you, so what's so different about your brother?"

"What do you know about my Father?" Suzy was now on the defensive.

"I've seen the way you look at him. Practically cream your jeans 
anytime he smiles at you. Not that I object. I'd kinda like to have him 
get in my pants myself. He is sooo handsome."

Suzy had to agree but: "You keep your horny paws off my Father. He's 
mine!" she said with finality.

"Ok OK! He's yours. Now what was that super bet you had with your 
father? A car? ... You're too young. I know what I'd bet my Father if 
he'd let me." Her voice stopped and she speculatively looked over at 
her cousin. Naw! It couldn't be.

"Anything I want." Suzy's voice was a whisper.

"Anything?" The older girl's incredulity showed.

"He said if he could do it, or get it without hurting somebody else, 
then I could have it."

"Wow! No wonder you've been busting a gut for the past year. What was 
the deal exactly?"

"Straight 'A's for 1 year. No 'B's or even 'A'-minus. It had to be 'A' 
or 'A'-plus. On every report card, in every class, on every test. He 
said if I did that, He'd let me have anything I wanted. Anything." Her 
voice trailed off for a minute, then resumed, "The only thing was: I 
couldn't tell a soul. Not even you. I couldn't tell anybody, until I 
either won or lost. He said I had to do it on my own. The only one who 
knew was Mother. Sorry Cindy, but this is absolutely the first time I 
could tell you."

"Wow. Anything. That covers a lot. I know what I'd want if my Daddy 
offered me a deal like that." She wiggled her hips suggestively. "You 
wouldn't be planning something like that would you?" The thought amused 
the older girl for a minute, then suddenly she looked harder at her now 
silent cousin and best friend.

The two girls had reached their parting place, where the paths to their 
2 houses split. Suzy was already several steps down the other path when 
Cindy asked louder, "Would you?"

For minute it looked as though Cindy would never get an answer as Suzy 
walked farther and farther away. Then a ghost of a whisper came back to 
the older girl. It was very faint, but it sounded like: "It's a start."


Suzy wins a bet

It was 10 O'clock the next day, when Suzy dropped the bombshell on her 
father. She had managed to get him alone, and had shown him her last 
report card. Not only 'A' but every one an 'A'-plus.

"Well Suzy, What is it you want?" Dan Fisher told himself, "this is 
going to bee a doozy!" His daughter must have wanted something awfully 
bad to have worked this hard for it. When he had originally made the 
offer, he had never expected Suzy to take him up on it; let alone be 
able to keep up under the pressure for a whole year. Still, here it 
was, a year later, and time to pay the piper.

"I want you to teach me," she said.

"Huh? Suzy, I thought you liked school?" Dan Fisher was Puzzled.

"Teach me about sex," the precocious little girl amplified.

"Sure, Honey. Is that all? I thought we explained that to you last year 
when we got out the sex manuals and everything. What is it you want to 
know?" Dan was now really puzzled. He had thought that he and his wife 
were pretty thorough in their duties as parents, when it came to the 
sex-education of their children.

Suzy decided she had better spell it out. Her father didn't seem to be 
getting the message.

"Daddy, I know all that stuff." The pre-pubescent little girl sounded 
exasperated, but continued, "what I really want is: Number one, I want 
you to teach me how to make love. I want you to be the one to take my 
virginity. I've always wanted you to be first. Second, I want to learn 
how it feels to have a baby ... your baby. So, I want you to make one 
in me. Put your... your penis up in my vagina, and squirt the stuff 
that makes babies right into my womb. Is that sufficiently clear?"

"Oh my God!" Dan was aghast. "Suzy NO!"

"But Daddy! You promised!" the 10 year old girl pouted.

Dan Fisher sighed. How had he gotten himself into this mess? "Suzy, I 
can't," he said. "You're much too young, and we could get into a lot of 
trouble if I did that. Besides, what about your mother?"

"Mommy won't care."

"Yes she will. She'd probably divorce me if she even thought I wanted 
to do this."

The little girl's response was entirely unexpected: "MOMMMMMEEE!!" she 
yelled.

"What?" came the muffled response from the other room. The words got 
clearer as the 35 year old woman appeared in the hallway. Mary was 
wearing a short black negligee, and not much else. Unselfconscious in 
her nudity, Mary repeated, "What's the matter Suzy?"

"Daddy won't keep his promise."

This was a shock. If there was one thing that Dan had always done, it 
was keep promises. No matter what the cost. He always paid his debts, 
and only a national disaster would keep him from doing what he said he 
would. "What's the matter dear?" she asked. "Can't we afford it?" She 
knew that Dan had promised the precocious child "anything she wanted," 
if she had gotten all 'A's on her report card for a whole year. They 
both knew that whatever the little girl wanted, it must have been 
important to her because she had been studying with a fervor that 
seemed to stretch her constitution. After working so hard to get her 
reward, it seemed almost unbelievable that her husband would refuse the 
child anything.

"No, it's not that," the man replied.

"Then what is it?" asked Mary, as she settled herself on the bed, next 
to her handsome husband, and their precocious child.

"She wants me to teach her about sex!" the man exploded. "How to make 
babies and everything."

"So, what's the matter with that? Besides, I thought she already knew 
where babies came from."

"You don't understand. She want's me to physically SHOW her. Put my 
penis in her vagina, squirt sperm in her womb, and actually TRY to get 
her pregnant!" The man was almost sobbing.

"Well then, do it," the woman calmly replied.

"Huh?"

"I said do it."

"But. But." Dan was so astonished, he couldn't get out another word.

"Dear, if she wants to, she's going to. If not with you, then with 
someone else. Besides, I think it's kind'a cute, wanting you to do it 
to her. And you did promise."

"But if anybody found out ..."

"Nobody's going to find out. Who's going to tell? You? I don't think 
so. I'm sure not going to tell anybody. Suzy?"

It took the little girl a second to realize that she was being 
addressed. "Oh no. I'd never tell anybody," she breathed.

"Not even your best friend? Not even Cindy?"

"No." The child was sure.

"What about Jeremy, or June?" Mary was referring to their older two 
children.

"Not if you don't want me to," the girl whispered.

"But what if she gets pregnant?" The man made a last-ditch try for 
sanity.

"You can always use a rubber," the woman pointed out.

At this the little girl got upset. "NO!" she said. "I want to feel the 
real thing!" she said. "Besides, you promised!"

"Well, you could always pull out. And besides, I think she's to young 
to get pregnant anyway."

With this reminder of the youth of his child he looked at her again. 
Slim. Just barely budding breasts. He looked down at the nightie she 
had worn when she came to him, and had since taken off. Thin white 
panties. Hairless little slit underneath, now slightly puffed with 
excitement. He made one last try. "I thought you'd get mad at me if I 
even suggested such a thing."

Mary smiled. It was a loving smile. "Oh honey, I love you. I love her. 
You love her. She loves you. Why should I get mad at that. Besides, 
there's something about me you don't know. I've never told you before, 
but my father was my first man, so I don't see what's so wrong with you 
and Suzy."

Dan stared at his lovely wife. Short and sensual, Mary was brunette, 
with a body that stopped traffic. Right now, with one gorgeous tit 
hanging free of the negligee, which didn't cover much anyway, she 
looked like a wet-dream come true. He had never really understood how 
he had been so lucky as to get a woman like her. Now he realized he 
never really knew her at all.

"Your father?" he blurted.

"Yep. We started when I was 11. He got me pregnant for the first time 
when I was 12," Mary stated matter-of-factly.

"The first time?" Dan choked.

"Yeah, well I lost it," Mary said, as a sad look passed over her face. 
"So we kept trying till I had April."

"April. But I thought ..." Dan's voice trailed off.

"Yeh, I know, you thought she was my younger sister. And she was. But 
she was also my daughter. Mom and dad raised her along with the rest of 
the brood."

"But what about your mother?" Dan asked desperately, trying to figure 
things out.

"Mom?" she replied. "Who do you think took me into see Daddy when she 
caught me playing with myself? Mom started it. Mom always felt that a 
man could never share the maximum possible love with his daughter, 
until he had ejaculated his sperm into his own little girl's belly, 
while the child was trying to get pregnant. Now I don't quite buy that, 
but carrying your own father's baby inside your womb, does create a 
bond between girl and her father that just isn't possible any other 
way, so I can sympathize with Suzy's request."

Suzy had been following the conversation with interest. Wow! She was 
finding things out about her parents that she never imagined. Her 
mother especially.

"What about me?" she asked, "Can Daddy fuck me?"

Dan looked over at his wife's amused face. His face turned red. He 
started to say something, then stopped. Finally he relaxed. "OK honey, 
if that's what you really want for your reward, I guess that's what 
you'll get. Since your mother doesn't seem to object."

"Oh goody Daddy, can we do it right now?"

"Right now?"

"Yes right now! I'm so excited I could just melt. Please Daddy?" this 
was said in a little-girl voice that caused him to shiver. He never 
could refuse the child something when she talked like that.

"OK honey, If you're sure."

"Daddy, I've been sure for the last year. Why do you think I worked so 
hard."

"I'll be in the other room," Mary said. "I'll leave you two lovebirds 
to be alone."

"Don't go Mommy," said Suzy. "I love you too. You can watch us. Please? 
Then I can watch you and Dad afterwards."

Mary felt as if she had been dipped in boiling water, her skin got so 
hot. Her daughter wanted her to watch. And wanted to watch her! The 
talk had already gotten her so hot she had been about to go finger 
herself off. This revelation by her daughter was the last straw for the 
hot-blooded woman. For the first time in her life, she climaxed without 
a finger on her or in her.

"Woooogh!" she gasped as she slipped to the floor, clutching at her 
pubic area with one hand, while the other grabbed her breast. "UunnnGH" 
Spasms wracked her body for several seconds.

"Mommy. MOMMY! What's wrong?" The worried face of Suzy appeared in her 
vision. "Are you OK?"

"Whew. I'm fine honey. In fact, I'm feeling just great. You just made 
me feel so good; I love you darling."

"I love you too Mommy." Suzy was slightly confused, but if her mother 
was all right, then she wanted to get back to her business with her 
father.

"C'mon Daddy, do it to me. Teach me how to make a baby."

Dan had to chuckle. She certainly knew what she wanted.

"Well Suzy, you know some of this. For example, you know that this is 
your vagina." He pulled down the little girl's panties, and for the 
first time, he reached out and touched his little girl's slit.

"Oh yes Daddy. Is that where you put your penis in me?"

"When you're ready dear. Let me feel."

Dan rubbed his finger in the child's slit. Slowly he worked the tip of 
his finger into the girl's hole. She was definitely wet and ready.

"Oh Daddy, That feel's so good."

"Shhh," he hushed her, as he worked his finger in deeper. He could feel 
the child's vagina sucking at his finger as it vanished up to the 
second knuckle. "Daddy'll make you feel even better." He started to 
push his finger in and out as Suzy started to push her hips up off the 
bed. "See, A man's penis goes in here, just like this, and then ..." He 
was interrupted by a loud "Ow!" as his finger struck an obstruction in 
her vagina.

"Ow, Daddy, what's that? It hurt."

"That's your hymen. Your virginity. Or as some people say 'Your 
cherry,'" he replied. "When a man's penis tears it, and goes all the 
way up into your vagina, then you are no longer considered a virgin. 
It's a little strip of skin that separates the front of the vagina from 
the back, and prevents a man from fully entering you without breaking 
it."

"But doesn't that hurt?" She looked worried.

"A little, but most women seem to think it's worth it for the 
additional sensation it brings when a man puts his penis all the way up 
inside her," Dan soothed the child. "We don't have to do that if you 
don't want to."

"I want to Dad, It's just that I'm scared."

"We'll see," he replied, as he continued working his finger in and out. 
In the mean time, his other hand was fondling her budding breast. "Do 
you like this, what we're doing now?"

"O yes Daddy it's feeling better and better. Do you like my body?"

He looked down at her little frame. Flat little belly, budding breasts, 
slippery little mound that had swallowed up half his finger, and 
angelic little face, looking up at him anxiously. "Yes dear, I love 
your little body. It's beautiful." Her father liked her body. He 
thought she was beautiful. That thought made Suzy shiver all over. In a 
minute, he was going to put his penis into her body, and teach her how 
to make a baby. "Daddy, I love you."

"I love you too."

"Daddy, Aren't you going to get undressed?"

That was too much for Dan. He looked down at the nearly naked body of 
his child, so sweet and virginal, yet so ready. Then he looked down at 
himself. Fully dressed, yet with a hard-on that bulged at his groin 
that threatened to split his pants. The contrast was too much. He 
started to howl with laughter. Mary, who had been watching the 
seduction (Of whom, she wasn't sure.) with interest, started to giggle.

"Well, you're certainly not going to get the kid pregnant with your 
clothes on, are you?" she snickered.

Dan reached for his belt, started to loosen it, then stopped, as an 
idea occurred to him. "You do it," he said.

"Huh?" Suzy gaped at him.

"You do it. It's your lesson. If you want to see me naked, you undress 
me."

"Wow, can I Daddy?" Without waiting for a reply, the little girl began 
yanking at her father's pants.

"It helps if you unbuckle the belt first," Mary's calm advice from 
across the room slowed Suzy's mad yanking.

Blushing, Suzy stopped pulling at his pants, and reached for his belt.

"Take my shoes off first," Dan suggested.

Suzy was getting quite a lesson in undressing a man as she first pulled 
off his shoes and socks, then his pants, and reached for his shorts, 
which were bulging ominously.

"Uh Uh," he said. "Shirt first. Otherwise, you might never get it off."

Suzy's fingers tingled where she had touched his bare skin. Barely able 
to contain her excitement, she reached for her father's sweater and T-
shirt, and pulled them off, over his head. Now Dan was almost naked. 
The little girl shivered with excitement, as she reached for the final 
article of clothing.

As her father's underpants dropped to his knees, Suzy got her first 
glimpse of the huge penis that had been responsible for her birth. She 
gasped, as she saw the thing she had been working so hard to get access 
to. It was over nine inches long, and almost an inch and a half thick. 
To Suzy, as she looked at the swollen prick pointing obscenely at her 
flat little belly, with pre-cum leaking out of the end, it seemed as 
big as her arm.

"Oh Daddy, It's so big. Is all that supposed to go up inside me?" She 
seemed a little scared.

"Only as much as you want," he replied.

"O Daddy, I want it all! I just don't see how it'll fit," she 
exclaimed.

"We'll just see how it goes. OK?" he reassured his trembling child.

"OK Daddy, Can I touch it?" she asked, as she reached for the 9 inch 
prick pointed at her flat stomach.

Her soft little fingers were too much for the overexcited man as she 
wrapped the cool soft digits around his steel-hard shaft.

"Oh Shit!" he exclaimed, as he began spouting sperm all over his little 
baby girl. It squirted onto her budding little breasts, splattered down 
her flat little tummy, and dribbled into the slit between her legs.

"Oh, Wow Daddy. Does that feel good?" Suzy cooed, as she milked his 
erupting cock with her now sperm-slick hand. "C'mon Daddy, shoot it 
all. Don't hold back."

Dan couldn't believe his little girl could be so sexy.

"Wow Daddy, is this the stuff that makes babies?" she asked.

"When it goes up in a woman's vagina," he replied.

"You mean like this?" she asked innocently, as she leaned back on the 
bed with her legs apart, grabbed his still oozing penis with her 
slippery little hand, and forced the bulging head into the open slit of 
her sperm-covered crack.

Dan couldn't help himself. His cock-head was squeezed by a tight ring 
that pulsed around it. His prick spasmed again, and shot a torrent of 
sperm into the surprised child.

"Mmmmmm, Daddy. That feels neat. Shoot that stuff in me. C'mon Daddy, 
Make a baby in little Suzy," the tiny girl babbled obscenely, as her 
father's warm seed filled her vagina. She tried to push his spewing 
cock farther up in her tightly stretched little hole, but it wouldn't 
go.

Dan's cock started to deflate a little as guilt overtook him. Here he 
was with his cock almost buried in his youngest child's vagina, and he 
had already ejaculated his hazardous sperm right into the little girl's 
belly. But his daughter wasn't finished with him yet.

"Daddy, that's not fair. You said you'd show me it all. You didn't put 
it up inside me like you promised," Suzy complained, as she fisted her 
father's slightly shrunken cock.

The feeling of his little girl's slippery hand (Slippery with his 
semen!) massaging his cock, while the child begged him to stick his 
penis in her tiny unused hole, got the better of the man. His cock once 
more rose to attention.

"Daddy, It's getting hard again."

"Uh Huh," he replied. Further words were hard to put together.

"Are you going to fuck me now?" The little girl's question decided him.

"Yeah honey, we're going to try. Here. Rub cum all over my prick, and 
get it real slippery."

Suzy grabbed a gob of cum leaking from the tip of his engorged cock, 
and smeared it all over. The sensations were almost enough to make Dan 
cum again, but he managed to stop in time. "Now rub some all over your 
vagina," he instructed. "We want to make it easy for me to get into 
you."

Watching Suzy spread her father's sperm all over the pouting lips of 
her vagina and then pushing some up inside was too much for Mary who 
had been quietly fingering herself in the corner. She climaxed 
violently again. "Mmmmmmph," she said, trying not to distract her 
husband and daughter who were just about to consummate their union.

At that moment however, an earthquake would have had a hard time 
distracting the two on the bed, as Dan slowly approached his daughter, 
and pushed the head of his cock at her tiny little hole.

"Daddy! It's too big! It won't go in," sobbed the little girl as they 
both strained together. Dan felt the ring of muscle at the entrance to 
her vagina surround the head of his cock, but it seemed no matter how 
hard they pushed, her muscles wouldn't expand enough to let him in.

"I guess we'll have to quit," Dan said reluctantly. "I don't want to 
hurt you."

"No Daddy, I've just got to have it. Push harder. Please!"

They both pushed, but nothing seemed to happen. Suzy was almost getting 
hysterical. "Please Daddy!!!"

"Wait a minute," Dan said, "I've got an idea."

He withdrew his penis, and then wrapped his fist around the head, and 
started to squeeze.

"What are you doing Daddy?"

"Squeezing the blood out of the head of my penis, so it'll be smaller, 
and might go in then," he explained, as he maintained the pressure for 
a minute.

He then released his grip, grabbed a dollop of cum from his daughter's 
belly, smeared it over the head, and pushed the now reduced head of his 
cock into her small hole with almost one motion.

The woman watched, as her husband's prick slowly stretched the child's 
opening.

"Uhhnnn!" said both of the people on the bed.

It seemed that the giant prick couldn't possibly get into the tiny 
hole, but it slowly stretched, and the head bulged dangerously as the 
knob slipped inside with a slight pop.

"Oh Daddy, It's going in!" the little girl said, as she squirmed 
excitedly on the bed.

"Careful Honey, or you'll make me cum," the man cautioned, as he felt 
his daughter's tight little slit clamp down on his engorged cock. "I 
don't want to get you pregnant."

"I don't mind, I want your baby in me," came the whispered response.

This was almost too much for the man. With the head of his cock 
sticking just inside the lips of his own child's vagina, she was 
telling him, "She didn't mind." if he got her pregnant. He looked over 
at his watching wife.

Mary was too caught up in the sensuality of the moment. Her own pussy 
felt like it was going to boil. If she didn't see her husband cumming 
in their little girl, she thought she would explode. She caught his 
eye, and nodded. If their daughter wanted to get pregnant by her own 
father, who was she to object?

"You're a little young yet, Honey," Dan said, as he felt a second inch 
of his engorged penis disappear into his tiny little daughter's 
obscenely stretched little slit, "I don't think you're body is ready to 
have a baby yet. After all, you're only 10 years old."

"I had a period last week," Suzy whimpered; as third inch of her 
father's cock forced its way up into her virginal young belly.

This was too much for Dan. The thoughts, his little girl was possibly 
fertile, and actually wanted to have his baby, were too exciting. 
"UHhhhhnn! Oh Shit!" the man exclaimed, as his prick exploded in the 
child's tightly stretched little belly.

Suzy felt her father's cock expand in her belly and then suddenly felt 
slick, as his warm slippery sperm squirted against her unbroken hymen. 
"Oh Daddy what are...?" She stopped, as she realized that her father 
was climaxing inside her belly. "Oh, that's it. Cum in me!" she 
exclaimed, as the soothing warm liquid filled her obscenely stretched 
little tunnel, "Cum in my pussy Daddy. Shoot the stuff that makes 
babies up inside me. Make me have a baby. Don't stop. Please Daddy!"

Dan couldn't have pulled his erupting penis out of his climaxing little 
girl if he had wanted to. His cock was now tightly gripped by the ring 
of his daughter's vaginal muscles, as she spasmed with him. Squirt 
after squirt of thick slippery sperm went right into the welcoming 
belly of the 10-year-old child. The thought of shooting his seed inside 
his own baby girl, kept arousing Dan and made him ejaculate his semen 
into his tiny young daughter again and again. God, she was still a 
virgin; and not even eleven years old yet!

Dan felt almost overcome with love for his little girl. He had never 
realized how he loved his little daughter, until he felt his sperm flow 
into the child's belly, while the little girl implored him to get her 
pregnant.

After a bit, the sensations slowed, and Dan looked down to where his 
prick had vanished a third of the way up inside his little girl's body. 
A tiny bubble of white on one side, showed where some of his sperm was 
leaking out. Suzy looked flushed with excitement, quite happy, and 
proud of herself. She had actually managed to get her handsome father 
to cum inside her. She had welcomed her father's enormous penis into 
her tiny belly, and milked his cock with her tight little tunnel, until 
it squirted warm sticky seed into the tiny vagina it had created 11 
years ago, in her mother's womb.

Suzy loved the warm slippery feeling of her father's thick sticky sperm 
soothing the inside of her tightly stretched tunnel. "Oh Daddy, that 
was so good. Feeling you cumming inside me was so wonderful, Daddy. I 
love you so much." The knowledge, that her own father's seed was 
soaking into her womb, made Suzy love her father even more than before.

Dan had to agree, "I love you too Honey." Nobody had ever made him cum 
so much; not even his oversexed horny wife. Thinking of which, the man 
glanced over to where he had last seen his wife watching him couple 
with his daughter. Seeing Dan mate with his own daughter, had pushed 
Mary over the edge. The woman was in the throes of a mighty orgasm as 
she fingered herself to a climax. Watching her husband trying to breed 
her little girl was too much. She collapsed in a heap, as she saw in 
her mind's eye her husband's prick squirting his seed in the child's 
womb. When she had seen Dan tense up, and a white glob appeared, 
squeezed out of the child's opening, she knew that her husband was 
ejaculating his potent sperm deep inside their little girl's body. She 
had fallen to the floor as her own orgasm overtook her, imagining it 
was her father shooting sperm into her own womb. "Oh! Cum in me Daddy!" 
the woman moaned, as she shook in the throes of her orgasm. "Cum, 
Cum..." Her mutterings grew unintelligible.

Finally, she recovered enough to watch as her husband withdrew his cock 
from the overstretched slit of their precocious offspring. It came out 
white and shining with the copious spending of the girl and her father. 
After he had removed his engorged member from the child (with a slight 
"pop" as it exited), a glob of white appeared in the slightly stretched 
opening. Suzy reached down, and gathered up the blob with the tip of 
her finger, and brought it up to her face to look at.

"So, that's the stuff that makes babies," she said, as she looked at 
her father's cum, with an innocent look on her angelic little face. "Am 
I pregnant now?" she asked hopefully.

"Probably not," he replied, "you don't generally get pregnant the first 
time, though it's possible. You are probably way too young anyway."

"Next time, I want you to put your cock all the way inside me," she 
said.

"It'll hurt, when I go through your hymen."

"I don't care. I want to love you like Mama does. I want to fuck you, 
and have your babies, and everything. I wish I could marry you."

"You don't have to fuck me to prove you love me Honey. You know my 
little Suzy is the most important thing in the world to me."

"After Mommy."

"After your mother, of course. If it wasn't for your mother, I wouldn't 
have you."

"That's OK, I love Mama too." The girl looked again at her father's cum 
dangling from her fingertip. Then she reached down between her legs, 
and shoved the cum-drenched finger up her little slit. "Daddy, are you 
going to fuck me again?"

She waited while he hesitated, then put on her sad little girl look. 
"Please?"

When he didn't reply, she said, "After all, you were going to teach me 
all about making babies, and I'm still a virgin."

"Probably not pregnant either," she added as an afterthought. "And I 
won't know everything about making babies till we make one. Promise 
you'll make a baby in me Daddy?"

At that moment, it didn't seem too much to ask.

"Sure honey, If that's what you really want. But, it may take a while."

"That's all right Daddy, that's what will be so much fun. Having you 
fuck me all the time, until I get pregnant." She paused in thought. 
"Daddy, will you still fuck me after I get pregnant?... Please?"

"OK, sure, whatever. But remember, I still have to take care of your 
mother."

"I know Daddy. Can I watch too?"

"I suppose, you know all about it already."


June takes a chance on love

After that, the threesome stopped to have lunch. The lunch was filled 
with talk about sex, babies, and what would happen if and when Suzy 
turned up pregnant. Suzy felt really grown up now, and would have loved 
to continue the conversation, but her older brother and sister breezed 
into the room, and after a warning glance from her mother remembered 
that the older duo weren't supposed to know about her "lessons". 
"Damn," she thought. She had been sure that her father would take her 
back to bed, and finish what he had started. She could feel the oozing 
of his seed in her vagina soothing the slight sting where his finger 
had pushed earlier. "If it wasn't for those two rats, Daddy would 
probably have pushed his big cock all the way through, and then I 
wouldn't still be a virgin!" the girl sulked.

It was hard to remain mad at her two older siblings though. They were 
both bubbly infectious personalities that made you want to laugh and be 
around. Jeremy was a tall handsome 14 year old that looked like a 
younger version of his father. June looked like a miniature version of 
her mother, with the same dark hair and eyes, and a sensual swing to 
her hips that made her seem much older than her 12 short years. Suzy on 
the other hand had her father's hair and eyes, but her mother's 
strikingly beautiful face.

Jeremy at the moment, (when Suzy's attention came back) was engaged in 
telling a story complete with waving arms and suggestive movements 
about what had happened down at practice between one of the 
cheerleaders, and two of the boys in the locker-room.

"She didn't. Really?" said June. "With both of them?"

Suzy was now sorry she hadn't been listening earlier.

"Yep," said Jeremy, "and not only that, but her panties were gone."

Suzy couldn't resist... "Are you sure?" she breathed.

"Un Huh. I was there, and I actually saw her bare cunt." Jeremy was 
trying to shock his little sister.

"What did it look like?" she replied, not to be outdone.

"You know, kinda puffy with a little crack in the middle, and a little 
black hair just above the hole," he continued. "I wouldn't mind getting 
some of that."

"Oh you boys!" June said, taking a playful swing at her brother, which 
he ducked. "You'd probably fuck anything in skirts, if you had a 
chance."

Jeremy didn't deny it. Just talking about sex with 2 sexy girls was 
giving him a hard-on. Even if the girls were his own sisters. Sisters 
were supposed to be a pain, but Jeremy had always gotten along well 
with his. He pretended to dislike his sisters when other boys were 
around, but in reality he got a kick out of spending time with his 
sisters, and learning what they did with the other girls.

"You'd probably fuck me or June if you could." Suzy couldn't believe 
her daring.

"Probably," Jeremy dared her right back.

"I've got to go. Now," June said, her breath coming quickly as she 
rushed from the room. "Gawd!" she mumbled to herself. Her brother 
wanted to... She couldn't bring herself to complete the thought. Her 
brother wanted to fuck her! There, she did it. Now she wondered what 
she was going to do with the knowledge. She knew she would never be 
able to resist, if he came right out and asked her. But he wouldn't. 
She knew that. Her brother was too much the nice guy to force himself 
on her. For a moment she felt relieved. Then, after a bit she realized 
that would mean that she was going to remain horny for the next several 
years. At 12, June was always horny.

She had started having periods about a year and a half ago, and since 
then, she had seemed to be in a perpetual aroused state. Sometimes, she 
sneaked down to her parents' room, and listened outside the door in the 
morning, while they made love. She knew now that her father always woke 
up in the morning with a hard-on. He and her mother would fuck, while 
they thought the children slept. Afterwards, she would sneak back to 
her room so as not to disturb Suzy who slept in the room between; and 
finger herself to an orgasm while imagining that it was her, that her 
father was fucking, instead of her mother. She would have been shocked, 
had she known that her little sister had already fucked their father, 
right now had his seed in her womb, and was planning to go even 
further.

All of a sudden, a thought occurred to her. She could get Jeremy to 
fuck her! It seemed like a perfect solution. She loved her brother. She 
knew he wouldn't hurt her for the world. He would never tell. And best 
of all, he reminded her of her handsome father.

June's plans started to fall into place. He wouldn't seduce her, and 
she couldn't seduce him, but what if they seduced each other? She had a 
pretty good idea of how to start after their conversation earlier.

"Jeremy!" she called, "Could you come here?" interrupting the 
conversation that she could still hear going on, by the occasional 
shrill giggle of her little sister.

"Just a minute!" he yelled back; trying to finish the story he was 
telling.

A couple of minutes later, June heard a loud guffaw from her sister, as 
the two siblings broke into laughter.

"Not Really!" screamed Suzy.

"Really," assured her brother, as the two children broke up.

Jeremy came to his sister's room still wiping his eyes with laughter. 
So at first, he didn't see what his sister was doing.

"So what did you waaa ...," his voice died away as he looked down at 
his almost naked little sister. The little girl was lying on her bed 
with her panties off, and her bra lying beside the bed. Her flimsy, 
open-knit, see-through blouse, was pulled up above her developing 
little tits. Except for that, she wasn't wearing a thing. That is 
unless you counted the hand stuffed between her legs madly moving in 
and out as she played with herself. "Dammit, I was almost there!" she 
said, as she realized her brother was there. Then a wave of fear passed 
through her. What if he didn't want her? What if, worse yet, he told? 
"Shut the door, dammit," she exclaimed. "Do you want everybody else to 
see me?"

"Wow June, I didn't realize ..." His voice trailed off again.

"Yeah, well I get horny too. Don't you ever jack yourself off?"

"About a hundred times a day."

"Me too. And I just thought of something we could do about it."

"We? You and me?" he squeaked, as it began to dawn on him what his 
little sister was talking about.

"We. You and me." Her voice was emphatic.

"But what if we ..." He couldn't say it.

"Got caught? We won't. We don't dare," she responded. "But do you want 
to go on like this for the next 10 years? Or didn't you mean what you 
said earlier?"

It took Jeremy a minute to remember the conversation from earlier. "Let 
me get this straight," he said. "You mean that you wouldn't mind if I 
fff, ffff. fffu." He couldn't get it out.

"Fucked me?" She startled him by her brazenness. "No." Then almost 
shyly, "That is if you want to."

"If he wanted to!" his mind almost screamed. He had never wanted 
anything so much in his life.

"We'll have to be careful," he temporized.

"We will. Now come here big brother, and show me how much you want me."

Jeremy reached for his sister as she reached for him. There was a 
sudden commotion, and they both ended up in a breathless heap on the 
bed. Jeremy had his arms around a nearly naked girl who was kissing him 
madly. The fact that the girl was his little sister, made it even more 
exciting.

"Wait," he said, "let me get these things off."

He started to peel out of his shorts.

"Oooh!" said June as his aroused cock spring into view, "Your cock 
looks nice." It was a nice 6 inch piece of swollen tissue sticking out 
at her. "I think it likes me."

"You'd better believe it little sister. It likes you a lot. It wants to 
crawl up inside your little pussy-hole and squirt you full of cream."

Suzy was getting turned on by her brother's lewd words, but she didn't 
lose complete track of reality. "You'd better not." A flash of fear 
went through her. "I might get pregnant."

Jeremy stopped, with his shirt still on, and came back down suddenly. 
"I suppose so, but if I don't, then what can we do?" All of a sudden, 
the easy answers to his horny problem had vanished.

June was in a quandary also. "I don't know. I'm not on the pill. Do you 
have anything?" Her frustration was almost overwhelming.

Jeremy thought. "Well, I could get some rubbers. I don't like them, but 
it's better than knocking you up."

June brightened. "Do you have one now?"

"No. I can get some from Mom or Dad tomorrow, but not right now. They'd 
probably catch on to whom I'm going to use them with."

June was almost in tears from frustration and horniness. "Well what can 
we do?"

Jeremy thought it over. "Well, as I see it, we have four choices. 
First, we can do nothing." He paused to look at his naked sister.

June shook her head. No.

"Second, we could just play with each other. Not actually fuck."

That didn't sound too good to June either. She was tired of "just 
playing" She'd been doing that for too long already, and she told her 
brother so. "What are the other choices?" she asked.

"Well, I could pull out before I cum."

"Really? Could you?"

"I think so. It wouldn't be as satisfying, but I could probably do it."

"What's the last choice?" Even as she spoke, June felt she knew the 
answer.

"We could always take a chance. Most girls don't get knocked-up on the 
first try. When was your period?"

"Huh?" June couldn't figure the change of subject. What did school have 
to do with sex?

"When was your last period? You know, monthlies," Jeremy explained.

"Oh! I don't know, a week or so ago I guess. Why?"

"Because, if it was close to your period, you wouldn't be so likely to 
get knocked-up." Jeremy said

"Oh," said June, "I guess that's out then. But I can't wait. I've got 
to do something NOW!"

Jeremy felt the same way. If he didn't get his prick inside his cute 
little sister pretty soon, he felt he'd die of frustration. "Well I 
guess I'll just have to try to pull out in time," he said.

"No," she replied.

"Huh?" He didn't understand.

"Not the first time. I want the first time to be perfect. For you and 
for me."

"You mean?" he asked.

"Uh Huh," she replied, "I want you to fuck me, and shoot your cum in me 
and everything. I'll carry your sperm in my belly tonight, and then 
we'll worry about my getting pregnant. Tomorrow, you can get some 
rubbers or pull out or something, but right now I want the real thing. 
We'll just have to take a chance."

Suddenly he hugged her. "I love you Sis," he exclaimed.

"I love you too. Now get on top of me, and fuck me full of cream."

"Shouldn't I work you up a little, get you excited first?" he asked.

"If I get any more excited, I'm going to explode!" she said, "Do it 
NOW!" Madly she spread her legs and pulled her brother to her. "Get 
your cock in me before I die!"

"Geeze. Wait a second Sis. I..." His voice cut off as he felt the tip 
of his prick surrounded by the tight ring of muscles at the entrance to 
his little sister's vagina. He couldn't believe it; he was actually 
fucking his horny little sister. His cock bulged as he pushed another 
inch up into the child's belly. "Ok Sis, you got it. Boy do you have 
it!" he exclaimed, as he watched half of his prick vanish into the 
little girl's slit.

"Oh! Wait! Auggh!" June exclaimed, as his cock went through her hymen 
and slid all the way home until the tip was resting at the entrance to 
her uterus. "That hurt."

"Sorry Sis, but I had to bust your cherry. Do you want me to stop?" He 
didn't know how, but if she asked him, somehow he'd find the willpower 
to pull out.

"Don't be silly. Just go easy when you fuck me OK?"

He pulled out an inch, then fucked his cock back into the child's 
vagina. "How's that?" he asked.

"Ow. Hurts a little. But keep doing it. It's starting to feel better."

The 12-year-old girl couldn't believe it. Ten minutes ago she had been 
a super horny little virgin. Now she was a woman. She had her big 
brother's cock stuck up inside her vagina, and pretty soon he would be 
squirting his white stuff in her womb.

"Are you going to cum in me?" she asked, in her little-girl voice, "Are 
you going to stick that big nasty old cock up in my belly, and squirt 
me full of baby-juice?" All the while, she was rocking her hips in time 
with his as she felt him sliding in and out.

"Oh June don't." Her obscene words were getting to him. "If you keep 
talking like that I'm gonna ...," he trailed off.

"Cum?" she finished for him. "Is big brother gonna squirt his nasty 
baby-juice clear up in little sister's womb? Does big brother want to 
get his little baby sister pregnant? C'mon big brother, knock your 
sister up. I don't mind. I want to feel you make a baby in me."

Her obscene talk was too much for the 14 year old boy. It was bad 
enough to have his cock sliding in and out of his little sister's tiny 
slit, but this talk was just too much. His prick grew impossibly stiff. 
The head dilated, and he started to spew his semen inside the 12-year-
old girl's writhing belly.

"Mmmmmm," June purred, as she felt her brother's penis bucking in her 
tummy. All of a sudden, their motion got slicker, and she knew Jeremy 
was squirting the thick sticky white stuff that made babies, up inside 
her flat little belly. "Cum in me! Knock me up Jemmy!" June used her 
old little-girl name for her brother, as her own orgasm engulfed her.

Jeremy felt the child's vagina clamp down on his erupting prick, and he 
knew that his sister had made it too. He shoved one last time up into 
the little girl and felt the tip of his cock enter her uterus. Spasm 
after spasm shook him as he squirted the last of his sperm into his 
young sister's developing womb.

"Oooh that's so good," sighed June, as she felt her brother's seed 
draining into her 12-year-old womb. She loved the warm slick feeling of 
his sperm inside her. Then she felt him pull back slightly and the head 
of his cock uncoupled from her uterus. "I love you Jeremy," she said, 
as his cock slowly shrank in her vagina.

"I love you too Sis, But this is dangerous. Hadn't you better go douche 
or something?" The older boy's tone was worried.

"No silly. That just washes it up into your womb. Didn't you read the 
sex manuals Daddy gave us?"

"Not that part. What do you do then, to keep from getting pregnant?"

At this point, the older boy pulled his cock from his little sister's 
vagina. The sensation of the little girl's cunt milking him as he 
withdrew was incredible. His cock made one last thick white squirt of 
sperm lick up the girl's belly, in an obscene white puddle. As she lay 
there with her legs spread, a bubble of white slowly started to ooze up 
out of her newly stretched hole.

"Well, If I didn't want to become pregnant, the best thing for me would 
be to go sit on the toilet, and let it drain out, as best it could. If 
I did want to have your baby," she continued "I should lay here with my 
ass elevated, and let it seep in. Like this." The little girl 
demonstrated by grabbing a pillow and lifting her slim buttocks off the 
bed while sliding it underneath. "There!"

Jeremy couldn't believe it. "Hadn't you better hurry then?" he 
exclaimed, nodding towards the bathroom.

"Silly! I told you that I wanted this time to be perfect. For you. If 
you think I'm going to flush your precious seed down the toilet tonight 
after what you just did for me, well you just don't know." She smiled 
at him a loving smile that almost broke his heart. "Today, you make 
love to me as a real woman. If I get knocked-up, well we'll see. 
Tomorrow and after, we'll have to take precautions." She paused. "Are 
you ready to do it again?"

"Now?!"

"Now."

"Well gee Sis." He pointed at his now flaccid tool.

"Oh don't worry, I know what to do about that. Cindy taught me."

"Cindy?"

"You know, Cindy, our cousin, Suzy's best friend."

"I know, I just didn't think Cindy would go in for such things."

"You didn't think I went in for such things either," she pointed out.

"You're right. So what did Cindy teach you?"

He was completely unprepared for his little sister's next action.

"This!" she exclaimed, as he suddenly felt his sperm-covered cock 
swallowed up by his little sister's sucking mouth.

He couldn't believe how good his little sister's mouth felt. She 
licked, and swallowed, and sucked until his cock started rising again.

"Like it?" June asked, in a pause to catch her breath. She didn't wait 
for a reply but went back to sucking on his now almost fully erect 
tool.

"Wow! I sure do!" he exclaimed. "But isn't there something I can do for 
you also?"

"You already are," she replied, after pulling her mouth off his swollen 
cock with an obscene "pop". "Tomorrow, you can lick me down there, but 
right now I want to fuck. I want my big brother's cock buried inside my 
pee-hole, squirting baby-juice in my vagina, trying to get me pregnant. 
Just this once. Tomorrow, we'll worry. For today, I'm going to pretend 
I'm married to my big handsome brother. Remember though, this is the 
only time, so we'll have to make the most of it."

"OK, I guess," Jeremy replied, as he prepared to mount his little 
sister again. "This time, let me feel your tits, and your belly against 
mine. Spread your legs, and let me in."

June spread her legs, and Jeremy could see a trickle of white oozing 
out of her newly stretched hole. Knowing that his little sister might 
already be carrying his baby made was a scary feeling, but he was proud 
that she would want him as a father for her child. Slowly he pressed 
his stiff member up between the little girl's slightly spread legs.

"Ooooooh!" they both moaned, as his cock slid easily into the child's 
belly for the second time. If June could talk raunchy, then Jeremy felt 
he could too:

"Look at you. Cute little baby girl, with your big brother's baby-maker 
stuffed up in your belly. Wanting to get pregnant by your own brother! 
Well big brother's gonna give you a big belly. I'm gonna squirt your 
tummy full of baby-juice and knock you up higher than a kite."

Jeremy moved easily in and out of the little girl now as his cock, 
lubricated by the sperm he had already squirted in the youngster, slid 
all the way back to the neck of her womb. He then pulled out until only 
the head was held by tight ring of muscles at the entrance.

"Oh Jemmy! Do it! Stick your big baby-maker in me and knock me up. Make 
my tummy get big with your baby."

"Hold on June, You don't want me to cum just yet. Here, put your legs 
together."

June did as he asked, moving her legs inside his, as he sat back on her 
thighs with his big cock obscenely stretching the tiny little slit 
between the underaged little girl's legs.

"Now look down, where your brother's cock is about to squirt baby juice 
in your womb. Big brother's gonna make a baby in that cute little 
belly."

June followed his directions, and looked at her flat little tummy, now 
being stretched by the pulsing of her brother's bloated penis, then 
farther down between her legs, where his engorged cock vanished into 
the tiny hole she used to pee out of. The obscene sight was almost too 
much for the aroused child.

"Oh Jeremy, Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck ME!" she cried, as her immature 
young cunt started to convulse around her big brother's slippery, 
sliding cock.

Unable to hold out much longer, Jeremy came down on top of the little 
girl and started to jam his cock into his sibling's slippery little 
hole with rapid strokes. Feeling his 12-year-old sister's smooth little 
belly rubbing against his, her pert nubbins of breasts poking his chest 
like little spikes while her spasming slit squeezed his cock like a 
runaway milking machine was too much for the older boy. Jeremy jammed 
his erupting prick all the way up in his little sister's belly. This 
time, the sperm he had already ejaculated inside the youngster 
lubricated his cock, so that the head of his penis pushed past the 
clasping ring of her cervix and clear into the little girl's womb.

"OW!" June said, as the 14-year-old boy's cock stretched her uterus. 
Then she couldn't say anything, as the feeling of her own brother's 
potent seed squirting into her receptive womb, caused June to climax 
with an intensity she couldn't believe.

"Wuh WuH! Wuh," the tiny girl panted, as the sensation of each 
ejaculation of her big brother's semen into her belly caused her to 
climax. June could feel the base of her brother's distended cock 
expand, then felt the swelling progress up the bloated conduit, until 
it concluded with the forceful injection of another dollop of prolific 
sperm into her fertile young belly. Each copious squirt of her big 
brother's seed into the child's eagerly accepting womb caused her to 
climax all over again, until she almost blacked out.

Jeremy was too engaged in his own climax to notice his sibling's 
predicament. The feeling of his little sister's cervix clenching at the 
head of his penis like a vagina within a vagina was too much. He kept 
pushing his engorged member as far as he could into the squirming 
child, while he ejaculated jet after jet of semen into her tightly 
stretched little belly. Each time the older boy thought he was 
finished, June's wildly convulsing vagina would squeeze his cock again, 
and his penis would respond by sending another surge of sperm into his 
little sister's 12-year-old womb.

All good things must end, and Jeremy's mighty ejaculations finally 
slowed down to spurts, then a trickle, and finally just an ooze leaking 
into his younger sibling's distended belly. June, without the extra 
stimulation of her virile older brother pumping cum into her womb, 
slowly came down from her high.

"Boy that was good!"

Jeremy couldn't help but agree.

June reveled in the risky feeling of having her own brother's thick 
sticky sperm warming the inside of her belly. The little girl felt so 
chock full of the warm, gooey, life-giving fluid, her handsome big 
brother had been injecting into her womb, that she thought her little 
tummy might burst. "Wow, I never thought it would be like that!" she 
said, as the head of his shrinking cock pulled out of the tight clasp 
of her cervix with a slight popping feeling.

"Me neither," Jeremy agreed, running his hands up and down his little 
sister's naked body while he enjoyed the feeling of her greasy, cum-
filled vagina massaging his now soft member. "Was that good enough, 
little sister? I feel as if I shot enough baby juice in your belly to 
impregnate a hundred girls."

"Mmmmmmm! I hope so!" June leaned into the boy's caresses and squeezed 
her brother's soft cock with her little slit. "I don't know what I'll 
do when tomorrow comes, and we can't do it for real any more. The feel 
of you trying to get me pregnant is too good."

"We shouldn't even be doing it this time," Jeremy pointed out. "If that 
cute little belly of yours starts to swell, there's going to be 
trouble."

June looked down at the flat little belly that her brother's big cock 
was no longer stretching. The young girl imagined her smooth little 
tummy being swollen by her handsome big brother's baby. "Mmmmm. I don't 
care. It was worth it," she replied. "I wouldn't mind having your baby 
growing inside my belly, making it big. It's just what other people 
would say."

"Like Mom and dad."

A shiver of fear went through the little girl. "Yeah, them too."

At that moment, both children heard the clock in the hall chime the 
hour.

"Oh god, I've got to do my homework before supper!"

"And I've got to meet Cindy at the library!"

The two incestuous lovers pulled apart. As Jeremy's cock exited his 
sister's slit, it was followed by a torrent of pinkish fluid.

"Oh Wow what's that?"

"Stop it before it gets on the bed!"

Jeremy grabbed madly for something, anything to stop the flow of 
pinkish-tinged semen that was flowing from his sister's ravished 
vagina. "Here, use this!" he said, as he grabbed his shirt and stuffed 
it at the little girl's hole.

"Not your favorite shirt!" she exclaimed, as he swabbed her slightly 
sore pubic area.

"It'll always be my favorite shirt now," He replied, as he dabbed at 
the trickle that still seeped from her crack. "How come it's not white? 
I never knew girl's cum was pink."

"Silly! That's just my maidenhead, my virginity. You popped my cherry 
remember?"

Jeremy blushed crimson at the reminder. "I'm sorry," he said.

"Not too sorry I hope."

Jeremy's blush grew even brighter if possible. "No," he whispered, "I 
loved it."

"Me too."

With that, the two children broke up and Jeremy, gathering his clothes, 
headed for his room, taking one last appreciative look at his little 
sister's lovely developing body. The little girl posed a moment for her 
older brother, displaying her budding young breasts and the childish 
vagina peeping from between her shapely legs, before she quit with a 
quiet, "Damn!"

"What's the matter?" Jeremy paused in his exit to inquire.

"Your cum. It's running down my leg."

Sure enough, Jeremy could see a glob of white on the little girl's leg 
while a trail of wetness stretched all the way back to her down-covered 
little slit.

"Don't worry," she said, as she dabbed at it with a tissue, "I'll just 
use a tampon" She giggled at a sudden thought. "I used to use them to 
keep boy's sperm out. Now I'm using one to keep yours in." At his 
quizzical look she explained, "I'd wear one when I went on a date, so I 
could tell the boy I couldn't fuck because I was having my period, and 
I'd be able to show him. Actually, it never happened, but I was ready."

Jeremy giggled also at the revelation, then headed for his own room. 
Quickly glancing down the hall, and seeing no one, he made a silent 
dash for his room to get dressed and start on his delayed homework. He 
didn't notice his mother as she sat taking a shit in the bathroom. Mary 
had been coming back into the house from out in the garden, when she 
had felt her stomach cramping and had made a mad dash for the bathroom 
just in time to get her panties down before the quick bout of diarrhea 
caused her to lose control. She wished she had been able to shove the 
door shut, and was trying to reach it with her toe, when she heard the 
door to June's room open, shut, and footsteps come down the hall. She 
was about to ask her daughter to close the bathroom door for her, when 
she shut her mouth with a snap. It wasn't June. It was her son, moving 
fast down the hall without looking to either side. For the second he 
was in view, she stared. The teenager was completely naked, and it was 
obvious that her son was no longer her "little" boy. From the size of 
the piece of meat dangling between his legs, she was sure that he would 
give lots of pleasure to some lucky little girl, when he got older.

A sudden chill ran down her spine. "Older? Lucky little girl?" Her 
words replayed themselves in her mind as she remembered that her 
"little" boy had just come from his little sister's room, naked, and 
Mary knew June was still in there, because she could hear the little 
tune the child sang as she got dressed. The tune was the same one June 
always sang as she put on her clothes: "Some day my prince will come." 
June had been singing that song as she got dressed for years. Ever 
since they had brought the video "Snow White" home, the girl had at 
first sang it all day long. Finally she had slowed down enough so that 
she only sang it while getting dressed. Mary used it as an invisible 
marker on her child's progress every morning. She new just when the 
girl was "decent" and just when she finished putting on her shoes. Now, 
for instance, Mary knew the little girl was pulling on her panties from 
the progression of the song.

"Pulling on her panties!" The thought burst into her mind. And her son 
was naked! What were the two of them doing in there? All sorts of 
answers flooded her mind. "Playing Doctor." "You show me yours, and 
I'll show you Mine." "Mommy and Daddy, where I put my penis in your 
hole." That last thought, along with the remembrance of what Suzy had 
done that morning with her father stopped her. What was she getting 
excited about? June was older than she had been for her first time, and 
certainly much older than Suzy. Still, the woman made a vow to herself 
to keep an eye on the two siblings. She didn't want her little babies 
getting hurt. She also had to admit that she was more than a little 
turned on at the prospect of mating her two children. Mary decided that 
she had better prepare herself for a bigger family in the near future. 
With her husband busy breeding their youngest daughter and trying to 
get the little girl pregnant, and her older son and daughter doing 
Lord-knows-what, stark naked in the little girl's bedroom, she figured 
that there was going to be the patter of little feet in the house 
before long.

Mary thought a little longer before she left, smiling, to make dinner. 
"You know, Mary," she said to herself, "this might actually be fun!"


Cindy gets some help from her mother

Cindy Macon was horny. This was not unusual. In fact, she always seemed 
to be horny. For the past two years, ever since her breasts had started 
to grow, she had been horny most of the time. If it hadn't been for her 
brother, who helped her out with his tongue and fingers at least once a 
day, she probably would have been pregnant six times over. As it was, 
she had been able to remain a virgin in spite of the enormous pressures 
for a child of her obvious sensuality. The last 3 months had been the 
worst, as she started having regular periods. Her first one had been 6 
months ago, and it had caused her to get so aroused that she had almost 
fucked one of the jocks who always seemed to be making lewd passes at 
her. If their passes hadn't been so crude, that they turned her more 
off than on, she probably wouldn't be a virgin right now. As it was, 
her brother was the only man who had ever touched her. He had showed 
her how to satisfy a man with her mouth and tongue, while eating her 
pussy with a relish that never seemed to diminish.

Only once, had the older boy ever gone any further. That time, Billy 
had come upon his little sister, while the little girl was pulling out 
her last used tampon. Billy had asked his sister if she was "on the 
rag." When the little girl replied that her monthlies had just ended, 
the boy proceeded to eat his sister's creaming little pussy to about 
six screaming orgasms. Billy had been jacking himself off all during 
the time he ate the little girl out. While the child was lying there, 
weak and spread-eagled in front of him, the boy slipped the head of his 
swollen penis up into his little sister's well-lubricated young slit, 
and proceeded to ejaculate wad after wad of hot slippery incestuous cum 
right up inside the defenseless little girl's unprotected young belly. 
The warm, sticky feeling of having her handsome big brother's slick 
gelatinous sperm soaking into her receptive young vagina, had caused 
Cindy to climax like never before.

Cindy had begged her older brother to repeat the process. Billy had 
refused, insisting that he didn't want to get his little sister 
pregnant. He had told the girl that if she still wanted it, to come to 
him when her period ended next month, and he might do it again. Cindy 
had been waiting for a month now. She had been about to tell her 
brother that she was ready, when the episode in the schoolteacher's 
office had occurred.

Cindy's blood was about to boil from sexual arousal, and she decided 
that enough was enough. Tonight, she would go to sleep as a woman, not 
a scared little virgin. She knew just the person to do the job, after 
that steamy episode yesterday. But first, she had to find out about 
Suzy.

Nobody was surprised, when Cindy showed up at the Fisher residence, and 
walked right into Suzy's bedroom without knocking. The two girls were 
together so much, and Cindy slept over so often, that it almost seemed 
like her own home. In fact, there had been several humorous suggestions 
about giving the girl her own room.

Suzy was lying on the bed; finger up her slit; working herself to 
another orgasm. To Cindy it seemed that her cousin's little crack was 
shinier that she had ever seen it before. Oblivious to her cousin's 
presence, Suzy mumbled to herself as she ticked her clit, and rammed a 
finger up her tiny snatch. "Oooooh Daddy. Shoot your cum in me. Make a 
baby in me." The child's obscene mumbling turned to grunts and moans as 
she reached her climax. "Uhnnn. Oooh. Aaaaaahhhh!" The little girl 
groaned as she finally came back to reality. "Cindy!" she exclaimed in 
shock, "how long have you been here?"

"Long enough, cousin mine," Cindy gloated. "I guess you finally got 
what you wanted. Didn't you?"

"I'm not supposed to tell," came the whispered response.

"You don't have to. Tell me, was it good?"

"Mmmmm," was the only reply.

"I can tell. Now guess what?"

"What?" asked Suzy, all ears now.

"I'm going to do it tonight."

"No! With who?" Suzy couldn't believe it. First her, and now Cindy. It 
seemed like everything was turning to sex.

"Mr. Stockdale."

"No! I don't believe it." Suzy was aghast. "But he's our teacher!"

"Not any more, remember. And I know just how to get him." Cindy sounded 
sure of herself, even though doubts were beginning to nag.

"Are you going to do it now?" Suzy asked.

"In a few minutes. I've got to talk to Mother first." Cindy got to her 
feet. "But, I just HAD to find out about you first. Wow! You really did 
it. All the way? He didn't pull out?"

Suzy first nodded, then shook her head.

"Well, I hope you don't get pregnant," Cindy said, as she headed out 
the door.

Suzy Fisher's quiet reply almost stopped her in her tracks.

"I do."

The implications of her cousins last words stirred up even more turmoil 
in Cindy Macon's overheated little brain. Suzy wanted to! Wow! She 
wondered if she'd have the nerve. Well, "Que Sera Sera." If she did, 
she did. Now, to get her mother in on her plan.

Bang! The screen door slammed shut as she entered the Macon Kitchen.

"Cindy. How many times do I have to tell you..." Arlene Macon was a 
petite woman who looked almost as young as some of her older daughters. 
"What's the matter honey?" she changed directions swiftly. Her maternal 
instincts were strong, and her empathy was unbounded. She knew 
something was bothering her little girl. Cindy may not have looked like 
a little girl, but Arlene knew that inside she was still a barely 11 
year old child.

"Mommy, You know how Billy sometimes has Marylin over for the night?"

Arlene knew what her child was referring to. It was something she had 
suggested to Marylin's parents, and they both agreed it was better than 
having the two kids making out at the drive-in, and possibly getting 
picked up by the police.

"Yes dear. So?" she prompted.

"I want to have a boyfriend over." The statement was flat.

Arlene sucked in her breath. She knew it would have to happen someday. 
But Cindy was so young! She knew she couldn't let the child down now, 
when she obviously needed her mother's love the most.

"So, have him over." She somehow managed to get the words out without 
seeming strained.

"Uh Mom?" The voice was hesitant.

"Yes dear?"

"He's an older man."

"Not married I hope?" Arlene couldn't keep the edge of fear for her 
baby girl out of her voice.

"Mommy! I'm not that dumb!" the little-girl voice continued, "It's Mr. 
Stockdale."

Arlene felt so relieved she almost sat down. Of all the people she 
knew, the 5th-grade teacher was one of the most attractive and kindly 
(outside of the classroom) men she had ever met. She knew several of 
the young (and not-so-young) women about town had set their caps for 
him. It was no wonder Cindy was, to pardon the expression, "Going to 
take a crack at him." She sniggered to herself at her little joke.

"I see," she said to her overeager child, "and does the poor man know 
about this yet?"

"Uh, no Mom. That's where I needed your help," Cindy blurted.

"Why don't you pull up a chair, and tell old Arlene all about it 
Honey." The girl's mother picked up the ever-ready coffee pot from the 
stove and sat down to listen.

Cindy sighed with relief. Her mother was going to help.

For the next hour, the older woman listened to her little girl, as she 
poured out her story of frustrations and horniness. She had already 
known about the child and her brother, but the bit about the tampon was 
new to her. "You had your period this week honey?" Arlene inquired 
worriedly.

Cindy reassured her mother, then continued with her tale. When she got 
to the part about the teacher's office and the torn panties, her mother 
was wiping her eyes in sympathetic laughter. "That poor poor man!" she 
snickered.

Cindy didn't hold back a thing. She told her mother about Suzy's bet, 
and what she thought the probable outcome was. Finally she got down to 
the point. "Mom. I'm so frustrated. Suzy's getting what she wants, 
though it might take a while. Billy's getting his rocks off in Marylin 
almost every night. Listening to you and dad every morning makes me 
want to scream. If I don't get laid for real, I'll probably take Joe up 
on his offer."

Joe Jackson, (J. J. to his friends, of which there were few.) was a 
crude oaf of a boy in the 7th grade who was always bragging about the 
girls he had laid, and how he never used a rubber. His swaggering 
bullying manner turned off most of the girls, but Cindy knew that a few 
were turned on by it. In fact, there was a rumor that more than one of 
his "girlfriends" had turned up pregnant, and had to get an abortion. 
Nobody could imagine any girl in her right mind wanting to keep  his  
baby. A couple of times, he had slobbered at Cindy, and once he had 
even offered to teach both Cindy and her cousin Suzy "the Fact's of 
Life," and "How to make a baby." The offer had so disgusted Cindy that 
she hadn't felt like eating that night.

Arlene smiled. She knew her daughter better than that! Still, she 
obviously needed help, and knew where she wanted it from. "I'll take 
care of everything dear."

"Oh Mom." The sigh of relief seemed to fill the house.

"Now you get ready for your 'date' dear, and I'll take care of John 
Stockdale." Arlene shooed her wayward child out of the kitchen as she 
reached for the phone.

It seemed like eternity, even though it only took 3 rings before the 
click in the receiver told Arlene that someone was on the other end of 
the line.

"Stockdale," came the firm response.

"John, This is Arlene Macon. Yes, Cindy's mother. Are you busy 
tonight?"

Cindy snuck back to the hall where she could hear the one-sided 
conversation.

"Well could you break it? Something has come up."

A pause.

"Yes I know. Cindy told me something that happened yesterday after 
school, and I think that we should take care of the matter."

Pause.

"No, it can't be done over the phone."

Pause.

"Fine, I'll expect you at 6 O'clock for dinner."

Pause.

"Yes, for dinner. Be on time."

Pause.

"Oh, and one more thing."

Pause.

"Bring a toothbrush. You'll be spending the night."

With that there was a 'click,' and Arlene turned to her gleeful child 
who was no longer even pretending to hide in the hall.

"Well! I bet that got his curiosity up!" Arlene smiled at her 
offspring. "Now to take care of your Father."

Arlene proceeded to the bedroom where her husband was reading on the 
bed, and shut the door.

Cindy snuck down after her, and listened intently. All she could hear 
were mumbles, punctuated by an occasional loud exclamation of: "She 
WHAT!" "NO!" "But she's just a baby!" "Who?" "I will not!" And finally: 
"Ok. OK! I give up. You win!" followed by more mumbles, then giggles. 
Shortly, the unmistakable squeaking of bedsprings, told Cindy what was 
now taking place. A moment later, the door suddenly popped open, and 
Cindy was confronted by her naked father. He had a nice 7-inch cock, 
just slightly bigger than her brother's, and a gob of white sticky 
stuff obscenely welled from the tip.

"Well, If you're going to spy, you might as well have a good seat," he 
grunted, as he pointed to the chair alongside the bed. He turned the 
beam of his infectious smile on her to take the sting away. Cindy sat 
on the indicated chair with a thump.

"How. How, could you tell?" she finally got the breath to inquire.

This brought snickers from both parties on the bed.

"Watch," instructed her Father, as he got up again and brushed by the 
girl on his way out of the bedroom. A sticky glob of his cum smeared 
the child's cheek as his cock was rubbed across it.

George Macon went outside and closed the bedroom door. "Look," said 
Arlene, pointing at the bottom of the door-frame. There was a quarter-
inch strip of light at the bottom of the door. A shadow halfway across 
showed where the girl's father's feet blocked the light. "We could 
always tell," Arlene told her girl. Cindy was mortified.

"That's Ok honey. We didn't mind," the woman reassured her child, as 
her husband reentered the room and proceeded to mount his wife in full 
view of their astonished little girl.

Pretty soon the woman was climaxing violently on the bed. The thought 
of her little girl watching made her cum fast.

George Macon, on the other hand, had already ejaculated once in the 
petite little woman, and wasn't ready to cum again so soon. "Come 
here," he said, motioning to the girl, sitting on the bed in front of 
him. "Show me what your brother has been teaching you."

Cindy eagerly complied. Taking her father's big penis in her hot little 
hands, she began licking the cum off the tip. Then, swirling her tongue 
around a big glob of sperm that oozed up out of the piss-hole, she 
swabbed it all over the now thoroughly erect member and proceeded to 
swallow her father's cock. Up and down, up and down she sucked while 
moving her tongue back and forth, sticking it in the slit at the end to 
lap up the gobs of pre-cum that kept oozing out. She couldn't wait for 
her father to cum in her mouth.

"Wait. Stop!" The girl's father pulled her off his already spasming 
cock. "I don't want to cum yet."

Cindy stopped to lick one last glob of sperm off the tip of his prick. 
"I wanted you to cum," she pouted.

"In a bit. Now just lie back on the bed here."

"Huh?"

"Take off your dress Honey, lie down, and let me look at you," he 
amplified.

Cindy skinned her short dress off over her head, and slid her panties 
off in record time. Spreading her legs, she lay there open, for her 
father's inspection. George pulled apart the lips of his little 
daughter's almost hairless slit and looked inside. Slick and wet, a 
bubble of clear liquid started to well out of the tiny hole. His 
daughter was ready to fuck all right. He envied the man who was about 
to take her virginity. Still, he could taste her, even if he wasn't to 
be the first to fuck her. He lowered his head and swabbed the little-
girl-slit with his tongue. It was like a bomb went off when his tongue 
touched the little nubbin at the top.

"Waaaauuugh" The buildup had been too much for Cindy. She climaxed 
violently. The wracking spasms of her body kept pushing her crotch at 
her father. The man kept licking and sucking until the child slowly 
stopped her wild gyrations. When Cindy regained her composure, she 
found that her father was no longer licking her slit, but instead had 
pushed a finger two knuckles deep into her vagina and was probing for 
her hymen.

George enjoyed the feeling of his child's vagina sucking and squeezing 
on his finger. Finally, after about 2 inches had gone in, he 
encountered an obstruction.

"Ow!" said Cindy. She really was a virgin!

"Just checking," her father said. "I don't want you to get hurt if your 
hymen is too tough when you get fucked tonight." He continued probing 
until he had assured himself that the child's virginity was not only 
intact, but from the feel of it, thin enough and with a slight tear in 
the center, no problem for a really stiff cock.

"Get fucked tonight. Her Father was going to let her. He didn't want 
her to get hurt." The man's words went round and round in her head. Her 
Father loved her! And she loved him too, she realized.

"Daddy, don't you want to..." She pointed down at his erect member, now 
dripping pre-cum on the carpet. "Put it inside me?" she finished.

"That's for your 'boyfriend,'" her father explained. "Still, your 
mother says you and your brother..." He looked at his little girl 
speculatively.

Cindy nodded.

Accepting his little girl's acquiescence, George took his engorged cock 
and put the drooling tip right up against the entrance to his 
daughter's open vagina. Drops of pre-cum lubricated the head of his 
engorged weapon as he swabbed it up and down in the sensuous little 
girl's almost hairless slit. Each time his penis reached the entrance 
to the child's spasming little hole, he would push the tip of his cock 
in, and let a bubble of slippery fluid be injected into the receptive 
belly of the nubile young girl.

"George! You're going to get that little girl pregnant," his wife 
admonished him.

"It's OK, Daddy," Cindy reassured him.

Ok for what? For him to cum in her, or for him to get her pregnant? 
George decided that whichever it was, the chance was worth it. "Here it 
comes, honey," he exclaimed; as he pushed the head of his turgid penis 
into the tight ring at the entrance to his sexy young daughter's tight 
little vagina. There was a slight popping sensation, then he felt the 
muscles of his pubescent child's vagina clasping and squeezing the head 
of his cock. The sensations were exquisite. His penis, looking like a 
hose connecting 2 fireplugs, spasmed and sent a thick sticky glob of 
sperm into his diminutive offspring's clutching young belly.

Cindy loved it. After her previous orgasm, to have her own handsome 
father squirting his warm sticky semen inside her hungry vagina, 
soothed the aching in her tummy she had felt all day. The tiny risk of 
pregnancy just added to the thrill. "C'mon Daddy, Squirt some more. Let 
me feel your cum." she requested.

The clasping of the juvenile vagina around the tip of her parent's 
penis was the last straw for George. His distended cock inflated 
tremendously, and began sending torrents of slick greasy sperm into the 
swelling belly of his surprised little girl. Squirt after squirt. Cindy 
was amazed at how much cum her father had for her. She felt her tiny 
little tunnel being stretched by the pressure of her father's squirting 
sperm, and still the man kept spasming, as his balls emptied themselves 
into the squeezing little belly of his sexy young daughter. Cindy 
wrapped her hot little fingers around her father's cock. Now the young 
girl could feel each separate bulge of her own father's potent sperm, 
as it worked its way up the tube on the bottom of his penis, and then 
expanded the head, before being injected into her distended little 
belly.

"Cum in me Daddy. Squirt your hot sticky Daddy-cum in Cindy's little 
belly." Arlene climaxed as she heard the obscene words come from her 
daughter's lips, while she watched her husband frantically trying to 
inseminate their little girl.

"Mmmmm Daddy. I like that," Cindy said, as she felt her father working 
about an inch of his cock in and out of her tiny little slit, trying to 
milk the last greasy curds of hazardous baby-making sperm up into his 
own diminutive young daughter's virginal 11-year-old belly. Cindy 
reached down and grasped the base of her father's virile penis, and 
then with a sensual milking motion, proceeded to strip the last 
lingering globs of incestuous sperm up through the tube on the bottom 
and into her eagerly accepting vagina. The sensations, as each last 
greasy curd expanded the head of the man's penis, and then exited into 
the welcoming young belly of his not-even-12 year old daughter, were 
incredible.

"It must be something about breeding your own kid," George thought. 
Then he had a touch of horror, as he realized he might have done just 
that. Still, knowing that his daughter had taken his sperm willingly, 
and wouldn't be upset if he did get her pregnant, made George love the 
little girl more than he would previously have conceived. He thought he 
had loved his little girl before, but now he knew that it had been just 
a shadow of what was possible.

As the last greasy dollop of semen squirted from the head of his penis, 
into the clasping young vagina of his own sexy little daughter, George 
Macon's cock began to shrink. The head of his swollen cock was still 
trapped in his daughter's tight little vagina; the muscles at the 
entrance wouldn't let it go. The contractions of his own child's pussy, 
squeezing the head of his penis, felt so good; he didn't want to 
withdraw. Still, all good things must end. "I'm going to pull out now," 
he warned.

"George, Wait!" The frantic cry from his wife stopped the exit of the 
father's cock from his offspring's belly, and he paused while Cindy 
continued to milk the tip of his now diminished penis with her 
squeezing vagina. Shortly, Arlene returned from the hall with a large 
towel, which she placed underneath the incestuously coupled duo.

"There! Now you won't get it all over the bed and carpet," she said, as 
she watched the father and daughter uncouple.

As George's penis left his daughters' vagina, it was like pulling a 
plug. A gush of white sticky sperm came flooding out and soaking into 
the towel. Cindy's belly felt empty. She had loved the warm feeling of 
her father's slippery sperm filling her vagina, and now it was all 
running out.

"Oh Daddy, I wish I could keep it all inside," she moaned, as the 
torrent subsided and all she felt was a slight trickle of her father's 
sticky cum soaking into her immature young womb.

Arlene Macon clucked as she helped clean up the ravished vagina of her 
young daughter. "All I can say is: You took quite a chance young lady, 
especially with that man of yours, coming over for dinner. Who's baby 
are you going to have anyway?"

Cindy blushed beet red. "Nobody's. At least not right now. I'm pretty 
safe."

"Uh Huh. Cindy, do you know what the medical term is for girls like 
you, who rely on the rhythm method?" Arlene asked her daughter.

"No, What."

"Mothers."

"Oh. Oh! I see what you mean. Does that mean I can't have Mr. Stockdale 
'do it' in me? I wanted to feel his cum inside me, the first time."

Arlene looked seriously at her young daughter and replied, "do what you 
must. I just want you to be aware of what might happen."

"Oh, I am Mommy, I am." Cindy shivered at the thought. She might 
already be pregnant. And by her own Father! Then she shivered at an 
even more deliciously scary thought. Tonight, she was going to try 
again. All night long. And with Mr. Stockdale!

"God, I hope I don't get pregnant." She shivered. The thought of having 
a baby was scary, but a little exciting too.

"You'll be pretty safe," her mother reassured her, "at least for about 
a week. Then you'd better cool it." Arlene's advice, though somewhat at 
odds with her earlier statement, made sense to Cindy.

"Ok Mom," she said, as she got up to take a shower. Cindy left the room 
stretching her naked body to work out the kinks, never noticing the 
large glob of sperm that dribbled out of her puffy slit, and ran 
obscenely down her leg. She felt so good! She didn't realize the 
perfect spectacle she made of herself as a freshly fucked young girl, 
but her parents did.

"Wow, did you see that?!" Arlene called her husband's attention, but he 
had already noticed, and his cock started to rise again, even after all 
the abuse it had received.

Arlene decided that she had better make use of it before it vanished, 
and before she was all the way to the bathroom, Cindy heard the now 
familiar squeaking of the bed, along with loving murmurs of: "Child-
raping, daughter-fucker." "Horny slut." "Incestuous pedophile." "Child-
procuring Madame." The murmurs died down, as the action got faster. 
There was a peak of activity, just before Cindy turned on the shower, 
and she heard the final murmurs. These were almost inaudible; but she 
had heard them so many times before, she could recognize them from the 
tone, if not the content. "I love you, Honey." "I love you too, Dear."

Cindy finished her shower and prepared for her 'date'. She wondered how 
Mr. Stockdale was going to respond.



Cindy and the hot-tub

"Mommy, I don't know what to dooo!" The little-girl wail was at 
complete odds with the spectacle of the half-naked woman-child figure, 
with a towel wrapped around its waist that filled the doorway.

"I can't just come out and ask him. What if he says no?" The child's 
torment was obvious.

"I thought you said he wants to," the older woman replied.

"I can tell he wants to. He can still say no. He might be afraid." The 
cause of her child's distress was now obvious.

"Come here dear. I've got an Idea." Arlene held out her arms to the 
distressed child. "Now listen. He can't say no, if he never gets asked. 
Now here's what we're going to do." She started to whisper into the 
little girl's ear as Cindy had plopped down naked in her mother's lap, 
dropping the towel as her head started bobbing up and down. Pretty 
soon, giggles started to shake the girl, while her swelling little 
breasts bobbed up and down deliciously.

"Aren't you going to tell us too?" asked Billy Macon, enjoying the 
spectacle of his naked little sister's bobbing breasts. His Father had 
already explained to him about his sister's 'date,' and he couldn't 
wait to see how she brought it off. The three of them had been sitting 
around the kitchen table discussing the upcoming evening when Cindy's 
spectacular entrance had stopped them.

"No, You men, will just have to watch and see." Arlene was adamant. 
"Your reactions will be more genuine that way." "Just remember to act 
as if this was all perfectly natural, and it happens every day." "And 
stop ogling your sister's boobs!" "It isn't as if you never saw them 
before," she finished, in mock disgust.

At this, Cindy brazenly stuck out her aroused semi-developed breasts at 
her brother, and wiggled them provocatively. The older boy got up; 
calmly walked over to the naked little girl;and gave each jiggling 
mound a long sucking kiss. Then said with a smirk, as he left the room 
just ahead of his mother's swat, "They're nice boobs Sis." His voice 
blended into the slam of the screen door, "But I've seen better."

"He has too," the exasperated, but loving voice of his mother 
continued, "That Marylin!"

Both of the other two remaining occupants of the room started 
snickering. Marylin and her boobs. It was funny, yet almost tragic, the 
way Billy's 16-year old girlfriend was mainly noticed for her breasts. 
Most men never even saw her pretty face, or her petite little body. The 
teenager's breasts stuck out like cannons in front of her. Only 16, and 
she already wore a 44D bra. Even Dolly Parton didn't look so top-heavy. 
Of course, it didn't help, that the sexually obsessed teenybopper wore 
tight sweaters, or tiny bikini-tops to emphasize her overdevelopment.

The sex-bomb had gone through a string of boyfriends, and even older 
men with an abandon that had rocked the neighborhood for a year. Once, 
there had even been rumors of a charge of statutory-rape against one of 
the married men down the street. It wasn't until the nymphet had 
settled on Billy as her semi-permanent stud-in-waiting, that the hoorah 
started to die down. It seemed that his nonchalance, and willingness to 
put up with her promiscuous ways kept her coming back, as she had never 
done for any of the other boys. Billy knew that one man would never be 
enough for the sex-obsessed teenager, and was happy that she preferred 
him as her primary source of satisfaction. He could feel the love 
developing between the two of them, and knew if he just bided his time, 
she would probably say, "Yes," when he asked her to marry him. In the 
mean time: "Since he was already getting the milk free, why buy the 
cow?" It was a standard family joke made even more funny by Marylin's 
oversized mammaries.

Tonight, Marylin would be joining them for dinner, but the two would 
stay at her parents' house that night. Sometimes they slept in Billy's 
room, and sometimes at her place. Her parents had long-ago given up on 
controlling their child's sexual excesses, and were relatively relieved 
to see her confining most of her sexual activity to just one partner. 
Billy was almost as welcome at her house, as at his own, because they 
saw in him a possible permanent solution.

At the moment, Billy was on his way to pick up Marylin for dinner at 
his house, then back to hers, for a night of sleeping together. If they 
actually got any sleep that is. The boy had left early, because Marylin 
had promised him a 'quickie' if he hurried.

Arlene sighed to herself. Her "little" boy, was almost as oversexed as 
the blond bombshell he was screwing. Look what he had done with his 
innocent little sister. She started giggling at the new train of 
thought, as she considered what the "innocent" little girl was 
planning. Well, maybe not so innocent.

John Stockdale was sweating as he reached out to push the button beside 
the door. He glanced at his watch. Precisely 2 minutes to 6. The man 
considered waiting another minute or two to be exactly on time. He 
hated it when guests showed up early at his house. Finally, he decided 
that by the time the doorbell was answered, and introductions had been 
made, the point would be moot. "BING! bong," went the bell, and the 
door jumped open startling him. Cindy had been following her mother's 
instructions, and was soaking in the hot-tub ready to jump out when the 
family had announced the arrival of his car. She had jumped out of the 
tub, and had been waiting, dripping, on the hallway floor, for him to 
press the button. It had seemed like an incredibly long 2 minutes.

The handsome man was almost floored by the vision that appeared in the 
doorway. The girl, ("No, make that woman," he thought.) framed in the 
light of the lowering sun was almost naked. She had obviously just 
gotten out of some kind of pool, because her hair was soaked, and 
dangling in strings, and she wore a tiny bikini that didn't hide a 
single one of her charms. The two tiny, almost transparent, triangles 
that covered her budding breasts were plastered down, and John could 
see each erect nipple through the gauzy wet cloth. The third triangle 
vanished into the crack of her pouting vagina; actually inside the 
lips, instead of covering them. (Her mother had worked hard, to get 
just the right effect.) The result was overpowering. She would have 
been a lot less desirable looking if she had been merely naked.

"Oh Mr. Stockdale!" Cindy exclaimed. The nubile young girl jumped at 
him with childlike glee, and wrapping her wet arms around his neck, and 
gave him an open mouthed kiss that made the one he had gotten the other 
day seem like one from a maiden aunt. She pushed her lively little 
tongue between his teeth, and almost down his throat, then wiggled her 
wet squirmy body so close that he felt she had been plastered to his 
front. He had to put his arms around the squirming child to keep his 
balance. The man's arms automatically wrapped themselves around the 
excited little girl, and he couldn't help but be turned on by the 
feeling of her wet naked skin. It had been a long time, since he had a 
naked woman in his arms, and never one so young and eager. Being 
handsome had its advantages, but never had a woman (Child, he corrected 
himself as he remembered her age.) come onto him like this.

All of a sudden, her age, the reason he had been called over, and the 
situation as it must look to her family caused him to break out in a 
cold sweat. He was dead! His school-teaching career was finished. 
They'd probably lock him up and throw away the key until he was so old 
he wouldn't know what to do with a woman, let alone be able to fuck 
one.

Cindy felt the man go stiff with shock in her arms. "Now what's wrong?" 
she thought. "What's wrong?" she put the thought into words.

"Your parents!" the desperate man gasped.

John managed to hold onto a ray of hope. Maybe nobody had noticed. The 
faint glimmer died when he saw an older woman at the head of the 
stairs. She had obviously been watching the reaction her offspring's 
attire and activity had been causing. Catching the man's eye, she 
smiled, and John almost fainted with relief. Her mother wasn't angry! 
In fact, she seemed almost pleased as she ushered her guest into the 
living room with a volley of words:

"Well why don't you invite the poor man in Cindy?"

"Shame on you. Don't you have any manners?"

"You must be John Stockdale. I see you and Cindy know each other" This 
last with a sparkle in her eyes and voice that left the man wondering. 
Didn't she mind?

The woman was still fairly good looking for her forty years. Time 
seemed to have gone easy on the fair skin and sensuous body. The 
woman's continuous friendly chatter gathered up her errant child and 
soon-to-be lover and deposited the two of them, alone, in the little 
girl's bedroom, without John Stockdale ever being able to figure out 
later, how it was done.

"Now you two sit right down here, and discuss your problem, while I 
finish fixing dinner." The woman exited through the door, and he heard 
the latch click. The silence was deafening.

"Our problem?" he finally managed to inquire.

"Well, My problem actually." The girl looked up at him hopefully.

"Uh?" he encouraged.

"I'm a virgin."

"So?" John Stockdale was not one to be pushed.

"So, I want you help me not-be one."

The older man felt his ears turning red. Alone in a room with a nubile 
young girl who wanted him to take her virginity was every man's wet-
dream, but this was unheard of! He temporized.

"You What?" he exclaimed.

"I want you to make love to me. Take my virginity. Pop my cherry. Bust 
my hymen. Tap my...," she seemed about to continue, when he 
interrupted:

"Ok. I get the message." He paused. "Your parents would kill me."

"Mr. Stockdale." He got the feeling he was an idiot child being 
addressed by an adult.

"Yes." If he was going to be addressed as a child, he would answer as 
one.

"Who's bedroom are we in?"

"Yours."

"You're a man, I'm a woman, well girl," she amended.

He looked at her and had to agree again. Very definitely female.

"I'm almost naked right?"

John had to agree. Almost was right!

"Who brought us here?"

"Your mother." The light was beginning to dawn.

"Did you hear the door lock when Mommy left?"

He had, and he could now see where this conversation was heading.

"You may not have noticed, but we passed Daddy in the hall. Did you see 
him?"

He shook his head.

"Well he was there, and he saw US," she emphasized. "Now, for the sixty 
four thousand dollar question." She paused.

"What?" He couldn't help himself. He had to find out what she was 
getting at.

"How many Chaperones, do you see in this in this room?"

"You don't mean?" It was too much; he choked.

"Mommy and Daddy know I chose you. They want my first time to be nice, 
Not some hurried 'wham, bam, thank-you-mam' in the back seat of a 
jalopy. They like you. More important, they trust you. Do you know what 
I mean?"

He did, but another thought occurred. This had happened before.

"Cindy, you don't expect me to marry you do you?" He had to ask. Other 
women had tried the same trap, and her age didn't mean she was safe.

Cindy gave him a smile that warmed the whole room like the sun coming 
out.

"John. Do you mind if I call you John, now that I'm no longer in your 
class?"

"Please do."

"John," she savored the word. "If, when I get older, you decided you 
wanted me to spend the rest of my life with you, and asked me to, I 
might say yes. Right now, I'm just a horny young virgin, who wants to 
get laid, and you're the man I picked for the job. No more, No less."

"That's quite an honor in itself," he replied, shook by the child's 
wisdom.

"Then you will?" Cindy held her breath.

"I'll do my best."

At these quiet words, Cindy exploded with glee. Wrapping her nearly 
naked body around the man, she began covering him with kisses and hugs 
so that he felt nearly smothered. Responding freely this time, he ran 
his big hands all over her squirming little body. Feeling her nubile 
young tits, and running his hand down her flat little belly and 
slipping his finger into the crack between her legs. The feel of her 
soft naked skin was enough to drive a man wild.

The man was about to pull off the girl's bikini, when there was an 
interruption.

"Supper's ready, you two in there." The gruff voice obviously belonged 
to the girl's father.

"Just a minute Daddy!" The child's voice was two octaves higher.

"This'll have to do for now," Cindy said, as she snuggled her near 
naked body up to his and gave him a last tongue-sucking kiss that made 
his hair stand on end.

"Wow! When she gets a little older!" he thought, then gathered his 
mysteriously unbuttoned pants back together as they made themselves 
presentable for dinner. He watched as Cindy slipped into a baby-doll 
nightie that, if anything, made her look sexier than just the bikini 
alone.

Noticing his glance, she reassured him, "don't worry. It's just 
Family."

"Some family," was his thought, as the barely dressed little girl led 
him out the door, and into the kitchen where dinner was just getting 
underway.

That evening, John knew he would remember every minute of, until the 
day he died. He would probably dream of it when he was lying in his 
coffin. The thing that impressed him most, was the very ordinariness. 
The way everybody acted as if there was absolutely nothing unusual 
going on.

The first thing he noticed, was all the reassuring smiles everybody 
gave him, as the welcome chatter of the effusive woman led him over to 
the crowded table and ushered him into a chair where Cindy was squeezed 
in alongside. Everyone seemed genuinely glad to see him, and he 
couldn't detect a trace of phoniness in their cordial greetings.

"Hi Mr. Stockdale." This was from a 16 year old boy ("Young man," he 
corrected himself.) John recognized from his class of 5 years ago. Now 
he placed the boy (man) as Cindy's older brother. The teenager grinned 
at him, then gave an even bigger approving smile at his Cindy. Cindy 
smiled back as she snuggled closer.

A second, "Hello Mr. Stockdale," directed his attention to the woman 
who was sitting next to his former student. What a woman! If Cindy was 
dressed to arouse, this woman was a walking invitation to rape. The 
first thing you noticed (couldn't help but notice) was her enormously 
overdeveloped breasts. These topped a petite little body that seemed to 
exude sex. The hips were wiggled at him with a sensual promise that 
implied, "Anything you see, that you like, you can have." He rethought 
his earlier estimate. It would be impossible to rape someone who was 
that obviously willing. This incredible body was encased in a miniskirt 
that seemed to have been painted on. The skirt was so short, John 
realized he would be able to see the indentation of the woman's slit in 
her panties, even when she stood up. As for when she sat down... John 
felt himself get hot under the collar. The dress must have been cut to 
exact fit, because her enormous breasts stretched the fabric without a 
wrinkle. He realized he could make out the bumps of nipples through the 
fabric. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra, even with that exaggerated 
bosom.

John was finally able to force his popping eyeballs above the woman's 
neckline, and received a shock. This wasn't a woman. It was just a 
girl! He recognized the attractive face of the teenager from the same 
class as Billy Macon, and wondered what she was doing there.

"Don't mind Marylin," came the admonition from his table partner. "She 
fucks everybody... Can't help it. If you ever need a piece, just call 
Marylin." This astonishing morsel of advice from the girl who so 
obviously had a crush on him just about floored John. He looked over at 
the girls face above the twin cannons that were now directed at him. 
The huge mammarys of the girl swayed as she made a "mew" of her face at 
Cindy, then nodded to confirm the younger girl's statement.

John's embarrassment was cut short by two squeaky "Hi Mr. Stockdale."'s 
from his left. It was obvious that the two children sitting next to 
him, were not only brother and sister, but miniature versions of Billy 
and Cindy. He suddenly realized that he was looking at 2 of his 
prospective students for the next 2 years. As he gravely said hello, 
the 10 and 9-year-old youngsters lapsed into embarrassed silence. After 
all, what do you say to the teacher whose class everybody seemed to 
dread, but who turned a smile like that on you?

The schoolteacher ("Turned child-rapist," he thought to himself.) next 
turned to meet the person he had been dreading. The girl's father.

George Macon knew what was going on in the man's mind by the trapped-
bird look the nervous pedagogue threw his way. "The man's trying 
desperately to smile," was his thought. He knew if he didn't put the 
man at his ease, his daughter's night would be ruined, and it would be 
his fault. "Well," he thought, as he approached the other man with a 
welcome smile, and a warm outstretched hand, "my oversexed daughter 
does have good taste in men."

George put the thought into words, smiled at the man's raised eyebrows, 
and spoke the other thought that had been in his mind all evening, 
"Just don't hurt my little girl." This caution was given in such a 
friendly positive manner, that John felt complimented, as well as 
warned.

The friendly, chattering woman made it clear that she was Cindy's 
mother, as she seated everyone, and started to serve dinner.

Dinner was a warm comfortable meal where everybody helped themselves. 
There was a constant background chatter about school activities being 
wrapped-up, friend's vacations being planned, and other beginning-of-
summer activities. The roasted chicken was crisp on the outside, and 
hot and juicy on the inside. The potatoes were real mashed potatoes 
with a wonderful homemade chicken gravy. Everyone kept pressing him to: 
"Have some more of this," and "Won't you try some of that," until John 
felt like he was at his mother's house during one of her famous holiday 
feeds. During the entire meal, Cindy clung to his side, and while she 
joined in the friendly chatter, he noticed that she spent most of the 
time either listening, or just resting her head on his shoulder. All of 
a sudden, it seemed like he was doing the right thing by being here, 
instead of just indulging himself in some dirty-old-man's fantasy. He 
wrapped his arm around the sexy little girl, and enjoyed the warmth of 
her body as she snuggled into his caress. The other people at the table 
smiled at him, and he could feel the wave of approval at his loosening 
up. He decided, "If these people didn't mind. He shouldn't either."

At this, the last bit of tenseness left him; and he began to use his 
considerable diplomacy to be not only welcome in this extraordinary 
house, but to try to fit in. He started by befriending the two shy 
children on his left. After a short while, he had the two youngsters 
giggling over a story about 2 fish and a bear, his own father used to 
tell him when he was their age. Next, he turned his attention on 
Cindy's mother, and won her heart by begging for a copy of the recipe 
for the chicken gravy that he had liked so much. The two teenagers, he 
ingratiated by telling a story about the school picnic 5 years ago that 
filled in the missing pieces of what, to the children of that class, 
had been a mystery.

"Do you mean to tell me, that that's why there weren't any French-
fries," snickered Marylin.

"Well, we couldn't use the grease after that, you know," he replied.

"Mrs. Johnson must have been mortified. I always wondered why she moved 
to Arizona." Billy was amused, but a little sad also. After all, Mrs. 
Johnson had been one of his favorite teachers. He had once had a 
terrific crush on the pretty young teacher, and it had been a blow when 
she had moved out of state.

John Stockdale turned his attention to the man sitting at the head of 
the table.

George Macon was amused. He had been watching the progress of his 
daughter's paramour's attention proceed around the table. As the 
pedagogue gave each person his attention, George could see the care he 
took, and his admiration for the man increased. By the time John had 
focused his attention on him, he prepared himself to be wowed.

Instead of speaking, John just looked at George, raised his eyebrows to 
show he knew his efforts were appreciated, and returned his attentions 
to the comely wench whose machinations had started this wild scenario. 
The "wench" was delighted. Her handsome soon-to-be lover, had made 
friends with her whole family, and was obviously pleased with her as 
well. She shivered with delight, as she remembered how her mother had 
planned the rest of the evening.

John Stockdale got up from his seat at the table. His stomach groaned. 
He hadn't eaten this well since his mother's thanksgiving feast. He 
started to gather up his dirty dishes, and help with the cleanup, but 
Arlene Macon would have none of it. "Now you go out in the living room, 
and take care of that little girl," she admonished him. As he moved to 
comply, the little woman hauled him to one side and whispered in his 
ear, "The poor girl has never had a date before. Now you do it up 
right, make like a young boy trying to get his date all hot and 
bothered without her family noticing. Seduce the girl. We'll all play 
along."

At this point, Arlene announced to the family that: "Mr. Stockdale will 
sleep in Cindy's room tonight, as the bed is bigger. Cindy, you use 
your brother's room. He's visiting Marylin tonight and won't be using 
it." She returned her attentions to the mismatched couple standing by 
the living room door.

"Now you two youngsters go in there, and have a good time. Cindy, you 
shouldn't still be wearing that swimsuit, go get decent," she 
chattered, as she ushered her offspring back to her bedroom to "Get 
decent," and John to an overstuffed love-seat that was placed back-to-
back with a full-sized couch that faced the large television in the 
living room. From her 40-year vantage point, the 16 year difference in 
their ages was not that great. They were both "youngsters" to her.

From that moment on, the rest of the night seemed like one long wet 
dream to the sexually deprived teacher. A wet dream that he couldn't 
wake up from. If it had been any normal wet dream, he knew he would 
have woken up with the solution to his problem all over his hand in the 
first 20 minutes.

First, Cindy returned from her bedroom, wearing the same short dress 
she had been wearing the previous day. Only this time, she wore no 
pantyhose. She joined him on the couch, snuggled up to him with a 
sensual wiggle, and gave him a kiss that never seemed to end. John 
emerged from the kiss with a gasp.

"We'd better cool it Cindy, Your parents might notice." He decided to 
follow Arlene's advice, and play along.

"They won't notice, they're watching TV," whispered Cindy right back, 
getting into the game. "Besides, it's too dark over here for them to 
see anything."

John took a look around. Cindy was right. The rest of the family was 
watching some loud drama on the large television set, and if they 
wanted to look over at Cindy and her "date," they would have to really 
crane their necks. He also noticed the lighting was arranged so that he 
and Cindy were in almost complete darkness, while anyone looking at 
them would be looking into the glare of the bulb that provided the 
sparse illumination in the living room. It was almost as if someone had 
set up the room to make it easy for a girl to be seduced by her 
boyfriend there. (It had. Arlene had spent 2 hours adjusting the 
furniture angles to get it just right.)

The man reached for the girl, and wrapped his arm around her waist, up 
under her dress, just below her blossoming breasts. Cindy gave a 
delighted squeal, and kissed him again, as his fingers reached her bra-
less bosom.

"Did you say something Cindy?" came the inquiry from the couch.

"No Mama," came the more subdued reply, "just talking to John here." 
She tried hard to keep from squealing again, as the man's warm hand 
started massaging her oversensitive breasts right underneath her skimpy 
little dress. Well, two could play at that game. She started massaging 
the front of his trousers with her hand.

"Unnnh." John couldn't hold back the groan, and they both glanced to 
see if the sound had attracted more attention from the other side of 
the room. Not apparently.

For the next hour, the two lovers "made out" on the love seat. They 
cuddled, and smooched, and he played with her breasts till the aureoles 
were red and swollen. He "felt her up" between the legs, and slid a 
digit in and out while she pretended to try to squirm away from his 
"immodest" advances. She responded by reaching in his pants, and 
fondling his organ until it was so swollen that even with it pointing 
straight up his belly, inside his pants, the tip was almost exposed at 
the top of his belt. Once, after checking to make sure nobody was 
looking, she pulled his belt down an inch, so she could kiss the tip, 
and wiggle her tongue in the slit. It took all of John's willpower to 
keep from exploding hot sticky sperm all over the excited child's face 
and his own pants. Mostly the two just kissed. "Kissing" was almost an 
insult to the ability of the girl, however. John didn't know who had 
taught the child to kiss. (It was her brother.) He was just grateful to 
be the one on whom she wanted to use her expertise. Her warm soft mouth 
would cover his, while she licked his teeth, and the inside of his 
mouth. She would then stick her tongue in his mouth and twine her 
tongue around his. Sometimes she would suck his tongue into her mouth, 
and sometimes she would shove her lively little tongue almost down his 
throat. All of this, while hugging and cuddling with him in a manner 
guaranteed to get a rise out of a stone statue.

It was almost a relief, when there was a "Bang!" from the screen door 
in the kitchen announcing the return of Billy and Marylin. It seemed 
that relatives had come to visit at Marylin's house and, with her room 
occupied by two cousins, she and Billy would not have the privacy she 
required. Arlene "solved" the bed mix-up, by announcing loudly, "Cindy, 
you'll just have to sleep on the couch tonight."

This interruption, spoiled the setting, so Arlene suggested that they 
all take a soak in the hot-tub.

John had noticed the hot tub, when he came into the house, but had been 
too distracted up to now, to realize that it was where his young "date" 
had been lying in wait.

"But I didn't bring a swimsuit," he pleaded.

"Oh don't be silly. You don't need one," came from the older woman, as 
she calmly stripped in front of everyone and proceeded to climb naked 
into the swirling water.

Cindy was already shrugging out of her dress; and he heard two loud 
cries of glee as two naked children dashed down the stairs and splashed 
into the large tub. As the two kids dashed by him, he was shocked when 
he noticed Cindy's younger brother, Mike. The little boy had the 
schlong of an adult! Little Ginny looked like any other little 9-year-
old girl, beautiful face, with kind of a wistful expression on it, no 
breasts, or hips to speak of, and just a tiny hairless slit was visible 
before the two children vanished into the swirling water of the hot-
tub.

"Well, When in Rome," he said, as he removed his pants, and followed 
the vision of loveliness down the stairs to the big redwood tub set 
deep in the floor. He lowered himself into the hot water, and then 
nearly jumped out again. The feeling of Cindy, rubbing her slippery 
naked skin against his, while she slithered up alongside him and 
nibbled on his ear, almost made his hair stand on end.

The girl snuggled up to him; rubbed her slippery young breasts against 
him; and cooed in his ear, "Look at Marylin. Isn't she just a sight?"

He pulled his attention away from his own reactions, and looked up to 
see what Cindy was talking about. It really was quite a sight. Marylin 
Summers was about to enter the tub naked. Her mammoth breasts stuck out 
in front of her even without a bra to support them. She was showing off 
her body to each of the men, as she pushed her oversized frontal 
development at each of them. "Marylin, Don't," pleaded Billy, 
embarrassed at his girlfriend's actions. The girl gave him a big pout, 
but subsided, and pushed through the water to where she could sit on 
his lap. John thought for a second, that the girl actually sat right 
down so her boyfriend's penis went up inside her, but decided it was an 
illusion caused by the swirling water. He had enough problems with his 
own penis, and the lovely young thing squirming in his lap had caused 
it to slip up between her legs where she occasionally would reach down 
in the water and give it a squeeze with her bare hand. Nobody seemed to 
notice.

John glanced over at Marylin again. The older girl was sitting there 
with a peaceful look on her face, as though she was enjoying something, 
while Billy had an almost strangled look on his. John wondered what the 
self-admitted sex-bomb was doing to the boy under the cover of the 
bubbling water. Whatever it was, nobody else seemed to notice. Shortly, 
Marylin got out of the water, grabbed a towel and headed up the stairs, 
leaving Billy looking bushed as he relaxed in the foamy waters.

The rush and bubble of the water were beginning to remind John of 
something. "Uh Cindy. Don't." Her touch was too much on his suddenly 
oversensitive cock. "Where's the bathroom? I've got to pee," he 
whispered in her ear, to keep from dying of embarrassment.

"Up the stairs. Second door on the right," came back the whispered 
response.

John got out of the tub in a hurry suddenly conscious of the fact that 
his naked cock was sticking straight out in front of like a billy-club 
where everyone could see. The only reaction he got though, was a point 
up the stairs from Arlene who seemed to guess what his problem was.

The man made a mad dash up the stairs, managed to avoid tripping over a 
pile of discarded clothing, and charged into the toilet in a hurried 
scramble. He came to an abrupt halt as he realized the bathroom was not 
empty. It was in fact occupied by Marylin, who was sitting on the stool 
letting Billy's cum drip out of her vagina, before returning to the hot 
tub. John Stockdale almost slid into the room on a loose bath mat, and 
he stopped with his overstimulated and underused cock almost in the 
face of the 16 year old girl with the overdeveloped bosom. His face 
turned red.

"I. I..." He tried to say, "I'm sorry," but the words just wouldn't 
come.

Marylin ignored his protestations. Staring her in the face was a lovely 
hard cock that needed service, and if there was one thing that Marylin 
knew, it was how to service a hard cock. She shut the man up by 
swallowing it.

"Oh Marylin, you don't have to..."

The girl ignored him and kept on sucking. She ran her tongue over the 
tip, licked up and down the shaft, and then just plain sucked until the 
overstimulation he had been getting all evening got the better of him.

"Uh Marylin, I'm going to cum. You'd better let me pull out." He tried 
to disengage, thinking she would be disgusted if he ejaculated in her 
mouth, and was astonished when she started sucking even harder. He 
couldn't help himself; he started to squirt hot sticky cum right into 
her mouth.

Marylin wrapped her tongue around the spewing instrument, and savored 
the taste of her former teacher's cum. She loved the taste of cum 
almost as much as she liked it squirting up her overheated little 
pussy. Besides, she had had a crush on "Mr." Stockdale for years. To 
have him squirting his seed in her mouth was almost a dream come true. 
She realized he was Cindy's date, but figured she would take the "edge" 
off him so he would be able to do the younger girl properly, she 
rationalized.

John's cock was now shrinking to its normal size, and the reduced 
pressure reminded him of the chore he had come into the bathroom to 
accomplish. "Marylin stop," he warned, "I've got to pee." The teenager 
kept on sucking the last of his cum out of his penis, and he could see 
her throat gulp as she swallowed the last drops.

"Marylin, I'm going to pee in your mouth if you don't stop!" he warned 
louder now, as his bladder control almost deserted him.

"Mmmmpfhhf Mmmmd," she responded, as she kept her mouth fastened around 
his now flaccid penis. It sounded vaguely like, "Go ahead."

The man lost control. His penis squirted. He tried to hold back, but 
his bladder pressure had grown too strong. John expected the girl to 
pull back in disgust, when he started to piss in her mouth, but she 
actually sucked harder. It was too much effort to restrain himself any 
more. He let go. A stream of urine poured out of his cock into the 
teenager's sucking mouth. He felt the youngster swallow more of his 
cock so the head of his penis was at the back of her mouth, and he was 
actually pissing down the girl's throat. John had never done anything 
so obscene in his life. A couple of women had "let him" come in their 
mouths, but they had not enjoyed it. This was incredible. The oversexed 
teenybopper with the massive boobs had not only swallowed his come, but 
she was sucking his cock while he emptied his bladder down her throat; 
drinking his urine as if she liked it. The man could see the muscles of 
the young girl's throat working, as she swallowed and strained to keep 
up with the deluge. It seemed like an eternity he stood peeing in the 
girl while the stream of urine poured down her throat. Finally, the 
torrent slowed to a trickle, then spasmodic squirts, then stopped.

Marylin pulled the man's cock from her mouth, and licked the few 
remaining drops from the head. She couldn't believe she had actually 
done that. It seemed so incredibly nasty, even for her. At the time 
however, it had seemed like the most natural thing in the world. She 
liked Mr. Stockdale a lot; and since she couldn't get up, she couldn't 
let him pee on the floor could she? She knew that there was a flaw in 
her logic somewhere, but was not inclined to trace it down. She decided 
she'd probably let him do it again, if he wanted to. She gave his cock 
one last obscene kiss, and told him, "Now you just go back there, and 
take good care of Cindy. But first..." At this she pulled his lips down 
to hers.

John was at first a little turned off at the thought of kissing the 
mouth that had just urinated in, when he remembered... It was his urine 
the girl had just swallowed, and if she liked him well enough to do 
that, how could he refuse to kiss the mouth that had been so generous 
to him? He concentrated on giving Marylin the kiss she deserved, while 
ignoring the faint whiff of ammonia that clung to her mouth. After a 
few seconds, it no longer bothered him, and he let his tongue duel with 
hers for several long seconds before disengaging with a loud "smack!" 
He then gave Marylin a final peck on the lips, a grateful pat on the 
head, and left the bathroom to continue with his "date".

John returned to the hot tub feeling relieved. Without the twin 
pressures of a full bladder, and a hard cock, he felt like he might 
make it through the rest of the evening without embarrassing himself. 
He didn't realize that the state of his erection signaled more to those 
watching than he realized. He slid into the tub conscious of a battery 
of amused eyes on his naked body. "What's so funny?" he wondered, as 
Cindy slid up alongside him and rubbed her pert little mounds of 
breasts against his side. She reached down and fisted his now flaccid 
penis.

"Oh darn!" the little girl exclaimed, "Marylin must have gotten to 
him."

The man felt his face turn bright red as the tub exploded into laughter 
around him. He felt as though he wanted to duck his head under the 
water, and not bother to come up.

"It's OK," came the reassuring voice of the naked little girl squirming 
next to him. "I don't mind. We all know that Marylin will be Marylin."

John managed to reopen his eyes and look around the circle of family 
members in the tub. Eye after eye caught his, and each amused face gave 
him a nod that showed they appreciated his predicament. Nobody seemed 
to be mad at him, not even the little 11-year-old girl whose sexual 
privileges had been usurped. John resolved to make it up to her. He 
started running his hands up and down the sides of the naked little 
girl, ignoring the friendly crowd of family members that were so 
interestedly watching. He massaged the child's front, ran his hands 
over her slippery little breasts, and down between her legs. He then 
motioned her to get out of the tub, and onto a towel; where he 
proceeded to rub the naked little girl's back, really getting into the 
massage.

"Here, use this," came the quiet voice of the girl's mother.

He looked around. Except for Arlene, he was alone with Cindy. He could 
hear some quiet conversation leaking down from the living room; but 
that was the only other indication of life in the house. He looked back 
at the woman who was proffering him a tube of something.

"Use this," the woman repeated. "It makes the skin slippery." Then she 
handed him the tube of massage-oil. With that, she quietly left, and 
proceeded up the stairs to rejoin the rest of her family.

Cindy had turned over when she heard her mother's voice. Now she lay 
naked on the towel and enjoyed the slippery feel of her older lover's 
hands massaging her breasts, tummy, and legs. He tickled her little 
snatch, and ran a tentative finger up inside. She responded by arching 
her back so the probing finger went clear up to her unbroken hymen.

"Not so fast, little one," cautioned John. "We have all night." With 
this, he motioned the girl to turn over on her belly.

Cindy decided to relax and enjoy the massage. She felt the older man 
massaging her feet for a deliciously long time. Then he proceeded to 
work on her calves, and then up to her thighs. The girl felt frustrated 
when he stopped working on her thighs without touching the hot little 
hole between them, that she felt needed lots of attention also. Still, 
she let him proceed at his own pace.

The older man now climbed on top of the little girl, almost crushing 
her for a moment. Then, he proceeded to rub her scalp with the tips of 
his fingers.

"Mmmmmmmm," Cindy purred. She could almost go to sleep; the massage was 
relaxing her so much. However, the thought of the naked man on top of 
her, with his naked cock pressing against her naked little ass was too 
exciting to allow that.

John Stockdale had a problem. To coin a phrase, a "big" problem. He 
wanted to rub the little girl's back, but his engorged cock kept 
getting in the way. "Uh Cindy?" he asked.

"Unnh?"

"My...cock. It's getting in the way. Would you mind if I put it down 
between your legs?" He held his breath as he waited for the little 
girl's response.

Cindy giggled. He had to ask? She responded by spreading her legs wide, 
until she felt the big piece of salami go down between her legs, and 
come to rest against her creaming little cunt. She then closed her legs 
around the warm pulsating hunk of meat.

John smeared the oil on the sexy little girl's back. He enjoyed the 
feeling of her silky-smooth legs and slippery little crack massaging 
his cock, as he massaged her back. He rubbed her arms, and worked his 
way down her back enjoying the slippery feel of the oil on her skin as 
he massaged her shoulders, then her waist and backbone and finally 
worked his way down to her pert little rump.

AS his work progressed down the back of the little girl, John sat up 
straighter and straighter until, when he started rubbing her delicious 
little ass, he was sitting bolt upright. The pressure this put on his 
erect penis, forced it against the little girl's crack, until he felt 
the lips of her slit surround the head. The sexy little girl didn't 
object. In fact, she wiggled her little butt to seat the head of his 
cock firmly against the entrance to her vagina.

John proceeded to rub the pert little ass of the delicious little girl. 
As he did so, he felt the lips of her tiny slit sucking at the head of 
his engorged penis. Each time he pushed up on her cute little fanny, 
her tiny snatch would spread apart, and he would see the tip of his 
cock pushing against her slick little hole. Then, as he released the 
pressure, her vaginal lips would snap back around the head with a 
sucking smack.

"Uh Honey," he warned, "I'm gonna cum. Is it Ok to cum in you?" He 
worked the head of his cock a little farther in, until he felt a ring 
of muscles gripping the very tip.

"Mmmmmmm," responded Cindy, as she rotated her ass; trying to capture 
the deliciously probing instrument.

It was too much for John. He held the tip of his cock against the open 
slit of the unresisting little girl, and let spasm after spasm of 
slippery cum be conveyed from his overstimulated penis, into her 
welcoming young vagina. He looked down as his erupting penis squirted 
his potent sperm into the tiny little slit. He wondered if the child 
could get pregnant, but was to overcome by the sensations to stop now, 
even if he had known that she could. Finally the spasms slowed and he 
pulled his cock back to where he could see the little girl's hole, now 
open, with an obscene little puddle of his sperm welling up in the 
bottom. He hadn't realized he was holding his breath, until it all came 
out with a rush. "Whoooo!" he said.

"Mmmmmm," responded Cindy again, enjoying the naughty feeling of having 
her teacher's warm slippery sperm soaking into her belly. "That was 
nice."

John had to agree. It was more than just "nice."

While the two of them got dressed again, he quietly said, "Cindy? I 
should have asked before. You're not on the pill are you?" It was more 
of a statement, than a question.

Cindy smiled up at him sensually. "Of course not. I'm still a virgin." 
Then she giggled, "Though for a moment there, I thought I wouldn't be."

She put a finger to his lips as he started to say something. "Now don't 
worry. I just had my period yesterday, so I should be pretty safe. 
Also, If by chance I do get pregnant, no one will ever know it's you. 
Mommy said she'd help if I did."

"You mean you'd have an abortion?" He couldn't help feeling sad at the 
thought.

"No, Silly! I meant Mom would act as if it were her own. I'd just have 
another baby brother. Or sister," she added.

"And your Father went along with this?" He was incredulous.

"John." Cindy rolled the name on her tongue.

"Yes Cindy?" Her name coming from his lips, felt almost as good.

"How much luck have you had tonight, avoiding Mother's little schemes?"

"None," he had to admit.

"I rest my case."

The two of them spent the rest of the evening cuddled up together on 
the big sofa watching television right through the 10 O'clock news. It 
felt so comfortable, they almost fell asleep in each other's arms 
before Arlene came to shoo them off to bed.

John found himself alone in Cindy's bedroom, as he proceeded to 
undress. He looked around the room, and saw a typical little girl's 
bedroom. Dolls were stacked in one corner. A cute little chair with 
pretty pink hearts filled the other one. A dresser cluttered with 
little-girl toys. No make-up. The bed smelled faintly of her, as he 
slipped naked between the sheets. He always slept naked, and he didn't 
see why things should be different tonight. John felt slightly 
disappointed that Cindy wasn't in the room with him, but he realized 
that making love to the little girl in her own bed, while her parents 
slept right down the hall, had just been a lecherous fantasy. He 
snuggled down to get some sleep; burying his nose in the girl's pillow 
to help him remember her sweet scent.

The man had barely gotten to sleep, when he was awakened by someone 
opening the door. He watched through slits in his eyes, as the door 
opened, somebody slipped inside, and then it was dark again as the 
closing crack of the door shut off the little light that had been 
coming from the hall. There was no sound on the carpeted floor, as the 
figure came over to the bed, lifted the covers, and slid in alongside.

All of a sudden, John found himself with an armful of deliciously 
naked, squirming little girl.

Cindy panted in his ear, "I thought they'd never get to sleep."

"Who?" He was puzzled. "Your parents?"

"No silly. Mike and Ginny," she explained, referring to her younger 
siblings, "Now shut up, and show me how much you like me." With this, 
she pulled the older man on top of her and started to hug and kiss him 
like she had wanted to all day. It was so deliciously naughty, to be 
lying in her own bed with a naked man. She reached down to his suddenly 
erect penis, and placed the tip at the entrance to her creaming little 
slit. "Now push it all the way up inside me," she instructed.

"Uh Cindy, are you sure?" John gave her one last chance to back out.

"If I'm not sure, It's kinda late now don't you think?" she reassured 
him.

The man had to agree. Deciding that it was now or never, he started to 
push his swollen cock into the little girl. Both of them gasped, when 
the engorged member popped inside the ring of muscles at the entrance, 
and then slid with a rush on in until the head was pushing at the 
surprised little girl's unbroken hymen.

John let his prick soak in the sucking heat of the child's belly. He 
enjoyed the clasping of the muscles at the entrance to her vagina 
around the middle of his cock, while the head probed at her virginity. 
"This might hurt a little," he warned, as he prepared to take the final 
step.

"I know," came back the squeaky cry. "Just do it. Please?" Cindy was 
frightened by the thought of the pain, but even more frightened that he 
might not do it if she showed her fright to him. With this, the 
determined little girl pushed her crotch up at the man as he bore down.

Cindy felt a ripping sensation inside her. If she hadn't known what to 
expect, she would have thought that he had ripped open the walls of her 
vagina, and was pushing his penis right on through a hole in her 
stomach. It hurt! The little girl began to cry.

John stopped. He knew he had broken the child's hymen when he felt his 
penis suddenly slip all the way up into her belly. This should have 
been one of the most exciting moments of his life, as the young girl 
surrendered her virginity to him. Instead, he felt like a heel. He had 
never liked the thought of causing pain, and now the girl's quiet 
sobbing was breaking his heart. His cock went as flat and soft as a wet 
noodle. It slid out of the girl's vagina and plopped down against his 
balls. He knew the girl would never forgive him for this; so he grabbed 
his clothes and quietly headed for the door. It was going to seem 
awfully lonely back at his bachelor apartment. Tomorrow, he'd apologize 
to the child's parents, and move out of town if necessary.

"John." The sobbing voice of the child stopped him as he reached the 
door.

"I'm sorry I hurt you Cindy. I'm going now. You won't have to see me 
again." He was determined to make it easy on the girl. John struggled 
into his shirt, as he prepared to go.

"Don't you DARE leave me now!" The determined voice of the young woman 
stopped his retreat again.

"But I hurt you. I thought you'd be mad." He came back to the side of 
the bed where Cindy had turned on the bedside lamp. She looked so 
innocent, and childlike with the covers pulled up to just cover her 
budding breasts. Her nose was red, and he could see a trickle of 
dampness coming from the corner of each eye. The girl snuffled, then 
spoke:

"John." She was treating him like a wayward child again. "I had to lose 
it sometime. It would have hurt then as well. You heard me say that I 
wanted you to do it. Well I did. So it hurts a little, I'll get over 
it. I never asked you to go. Now you come back here, and get in bed 
with me or I'll never forgive you as long as I live."

John Stockdale knew when he was licked. He dropped his clothes on the 
floor; and comforted the little girl by holding her in his arms and 
cuddling her until he almost fell asleep. His penis, pleasantly 
stimulated by the smooth naked skin rubbing against it, started to rise 
again. Cindy felt his rising cock against her belly, and asked, "John?" 
"Huh?" He tried to shake the sleepiness from his head.

"Could we try it again. It probably won't hurt so much this time." The 
girl was insistent.

John almost lost his hard-on at the reminder of the pain he had already 
caused the girl but she worked her little body against him, and kissed 
him until his cock was as erect and ready as before. "Now push," she 
prompted him.

This time, his erect penis went all the way up inside the little girl 
with a rush. John felt his balls come to rest against the child's ass, 
while the head of his penis butted up against her womb.

"See. That didn't hurt so much." The tears squeezing out of the corners 
of her eyelids put the lie to her reassurance. "Now fuck me, and cum in 
me," she encouraged, "I want my first time to be good for you."

John closed his eyes so he wouldn't see the tears, and concentrated on 
getting his rocks off. The child was determined to have him cum in her, 
and he knew she would keep trying, no matter how much it hurt, until he 
did. The least he could do, was make it quick. He began sliding his 
cock in and out; savoring the nip of the muscles at the entrance, and 
enjoying the feeling of her cervix poking at the head of his cock when 
he reached bottom. In and out, in and out. He knew he was close, just a 
little more...

Cindy was starting to enjoy the feelings again. Except for an 
occasional twinge when the head of his cock brushed against the torn 
remnants of her virginity, it was exciting to be lying underneath a 
rutting male who was about to squirt his sperm into her hungry vagina. 
Especially a virile man like Mr. Stockdale, who really cared about how 
a woman felt. Cindy went warm all over as she suddenly realized how 
much she loved him. This unexpected revelation, combined with the 
internal stimulation he was giving her, took the child over the edge. 
Her mind abruptly went blank as her vagina went into convulsions around 
the thick piece of gristle that was about to inseminate her. She 
grabbed her lover in a death-grip, and started bucking wildly as her 
first full-blown orgasm with a cock inside her belly overtook her.

The sudden squeezing of her vagina on his cock took John Stockdale by 
surprise. He had never expected the little girl to climax on their 
first try. Her reaction was the last straw. John began squirting stream 
after stream of hot sticky sperm into the spasming belly of the 11 year 
old girl. Squirt after squirt. He was trying to empty himself into her. 
The man knew he should pull out, so as to not get the child pregnant, 
but couldn't. Her legs were wrapped around his as her young body worked 
frantically, trying to reproduce. Her clutching vagina milked out every 
last drop of her older lover's creamy seed. Finally, her spasms eased; 
and she enjoyed the final moments with the last hazardous drops of his 
sticky sperm slowly leaking from his prick into her vagina, up near her 
womb.

"Whuuuff, That was good. I never expected that!"

John had to agree as he collapsed on top of the woman-child completely 
exhausted. Shortly, the two of them fell asleep, the very picture of 
two people fucking. He between her spread legs, with his cock still 
dripping his potent seed into the young girl's developing womb.


Suzy's reward

Dinner at the Fisher house was not nearly as fancy. The fare consisted 
of frozen pizza and Coke, with ice-cream for dessert. All through the 
meal, there were surreptitious glances, giggles, and funny looks being 
passed, until Mary decided that enough was enough.

"Wham!" The spatula slapped the table, getting everyone's attention.

"There are things going on in this house, that, I think, the whole 
family should know," Mary announced, as she laid down the spatula.

June glanced guiltily at Jeremy, who was looking back at her 
openmouthed. June then looked at her mother; and receiving a stern 
glance in return, wished she could just melt under the table. Jeremy 
looked over to his mother also; and felt his ears getting so red, he 
felt as if they were on fire.

Suzy was looking at her mother with astonishment. After all that stuff 
about her not telling anyone this morning... Dan just leaned back in 
his chair and waited. He knew his wife better than anyone, and he 
figured that she'd let him know anything he needed to know, when she 
figured he needed that information.

"Now I want all of your solemn promises, that not a word of this will 
ever leave this house." She looked around the table, and caught each 
eye in turn, until everyone had nodded his/her acceptance.

"First, Suzy's going to have a baby." Mary looked at the dropped jaws 
of her two older children with some satisfaction. "That ought to get 
them," she thought.

"No, not right away," she continued. "She's probably not even pregnant 
yet; but she and your father are working on it."

Jeremy cast incredulous eyes at his little sister, while June looked at 
her younger sister in awe. June had thought she had been daring with 
Jeremy while little Suzy, who she thought didn't even like boys yet, 
was... was... She finally forced the thought into her brain. Was making 
out with DADDY?

"Do you mean that Daddy? ..." She couldn't say it. The thought was too 
outrageous.

"Yes. Your Father is fucking Suzy. They aren't using birth control, and 
she is trying to conceive." The woman's tone was flat.

"Does that mean you and Daddy are going to get a divorce?" Jeremy put 
the thought that was troubling him into words.

"No Dear. Dan and I still love each other. We have no plans to get 
divorced. In fact, I love him more than ever." "But if Daddy's sneaking 
around and raping Suzy, How could you?! I'd never forgive him, if my 
husband did that to me." With this comment, June shot a black look at 
her father.

Jeremy was looking at his younger sister with some consternation. She 
didn't look hurt, or even mad. In fact, now that he thought of it, she 
looked proud.

"Whoah! Stop! Hold it. Did I say your Father was raping your sister? As 
I remember, the word I used was 'fucking'. No, your Father is not 
raping Suzy. In fact, with the pressure she brought to bear on him, 
it's more like she raped him. Now, as to the other item, your father is 
not 'sneaking around.' He is doing this with my full knowledge and 
encouragement. Perhaps I had better explain from the beginning." Mary 
stopped and caught her breath.

"Now, All of you just sit there and listen," said Mary, as she started 
to tell them the whole story of the "bet" that Dan had made with Suzy, 
and the unexpected reward she had requested. This took quite a while, 
before she wound up with:

"So, after I convinced him it was OK, he decided that if that was what 
Suzy wanted, then it was up to him to live up to his side of the 
bargain."

"You mean Daddy actually fucked Suzy?" Jeremy still couldn't believe 
it.

"Well, mostly." Mary paused to go on but June interrupted.

"What do you mean 'Mostly?' Either he fucked her, or he didn't."

"I mean," said Mary, "he fucked her, he came in her, but he hasn't yet 
broken her hymen. Technically, she's still a virgin. Does that satisfy 
your curiosity?"

June nodded, and then stared at her little sister with awe. To work 
that hard, she didn't think she could ever do it. Not even for a reward 
that big. She appreciated her younger sister's reasoning though. She 
knew her parents would have refused if Suzy hadn't had Dan "over the 
barrel," as it were. No wonder Suzy looked so proud of herself. Wow. To 
be carrying Daddy's baby, with Mom's consent. June knew she would have 
to congratulate the kid. With that, she put the thought into words: 
"Well, all I've got to say is: 'Congratulations Suzy.'"

Jeremy added his congratulations, and started the whole family singing, 
"For She's a Jolly good Fellow!" which made Suzy blush, then felt happy 
that they all cared for her so much.

After the hubbub had died down, Mary explained that if Suzy was going 
to have her father's baby, the whole family was going to have to help. 
There might be nosy questions. If/when somebody noticed that Suzy's 
belly was getting big, they would have to be ready. She explained that 
when Suzy's belly started to show, The girl was going to "get sick" and 
go to visit her grandfather on the farm. In the meantime, Mary was 
going to start getting fatter, and then when Suzy started to get really 
big, she would wear matching padding under her dress to look as if she 
were pregnant. In the last month, Mary would go to visit her "sick" 
child, and it would appear that Mary had another baby while staying on 
the farm with her father.

"So you see, we are going to need your help to bring this off. If 
anybody ever found out what your father was doing..." She didn't have 
to finish. The whole family understood.

The thought of losing their father if someone found out that he was 
screwing Suzy was scary. Both of the older children knew how much their 
father cared for them, and the thought of not having him around was 
frightening.

"If anyone asks, I'll say it was me," volunteered Jeremy. The thought 
of going to jail was scary, but losing his father was frightening.

"Thank you dear, but I don't think that'll be necessary," Mary 
explained. "The main thing is that Suzy NEVER admits who has been 
fucking her. Do you understand that young lady? If anyone asks, no 
matter what they threaten you with, you never admit fucking anybody. If 
they say they'll throw me, your brother, or your father in jail, if you 
don't tell, you don't admit a thing. Do you understand what I'm getting 
at?"

Suzy did. She was a very bright child. "You mean that no matter what 
anybody suspects, they'll never be able to make a case if I don't say 
something," she replied. "Don't worry Mom. I'll keep my mouth shut. 
Even if they threaten You, or Dad, or Jeremy, or even June. I won't be 
bullied."

Dan and Mary both heaved a sigh of relief. She did understand! "What 
about you two?" Dan asked his two older children. "Somebody might start 
badgering you also. That's why your mother and I decided that you both 
had better be in on this from the beginning."

Both Jeremy and June assured him that red hot pincers wouldn't get them 
to admit anything. With that assured, Mary decided to get everything 
out in the open.

"Now that we've taken care of that, there is one other thing," she 
said, "Jeremy."

"Huh?" replied the boy.

"What were you doing in your sister's room this afternoon? I saw you 
coming out naked, and June was getting dressed afterward. Do I have to 
prepare for more than one pregnancy in this house?" The smile she had 
when she asked, took a lot of the sting out; but both of the older 
children looked at each other guiltily.

"Caught!" Was their common thought. Then each of their heads gave a 
bare nod to their mother's inquiring look before being hidden in 
blushes and shame. The woman decided she might as well find out just 
how bad the news was.

"I see. And just how long has this been going on?" she inquired.

"Just today," mumbled Jeremy.

"Did you actually put it inside her?" Mary asked.

Jeremy nodded, finding it hard to speak.

"Did you use a condom?" she continued.

Jeremy shook his head. It was obvious that she was not going to get 
much more from him; so Mary turned her attention to the other guilty 
party.

"Did he climax in you?" she asked June.

"Yes Mama, several times," the young girl responded.

"I see," the older woman continued. "Did you?"

"Oh yes!" The girl's voice turned dreamy as she remembered.

"Well, when was your period?" Mary asked. Maybe there was still a 
chance.

"Two weeks ago," the child's voice responded.

"O Shit! You kids. You'd almost think you were trying to get knocked-
up." The woman's voice was exasperated.

"I was," the girl replied, then went on at her mother's startled look, 
"but I don't want to be. At least not yet. Maybe in a couple of years 
when Jeremy and I are older, but I don't want to be tied to a baby just 
yet. Suzy may want to spend her teenage years raising a baby, but I 
wanted to have some fun first. I just couldn't help myself. I love 
Jeremy, and do want to have his baby, but not yet." By this time the 
12-year-old girl was almost sobbing, as she suddenly wrapped her arms 
around her mother's neck and buried her head in her mother's hair.

Mary comforted her distraught daughter, "It's OK honey. Tomorrow, we'll 
get you two a box of condoms. Monday, I'll take you down to see Doc. 
Sheffield, and get you on the pill. There's a good chance you didn't 
get caught, even if this is your best time. In the mean time, I'm going 
to have a few choice words with your brother." She turned her glare on 
the older boy who wilted under her gaze.

"But. But." Jeremy gave up. His mother would never believe his 
protestations of innocence.

"Mommy, that's not fair!" Jeremy might not come to his own defense, but 
June would. When Jeremy had been so considerate of her, then to be 
unjustly accused, seemed wrong to her. She'd have to tell the whole 
story even if it meant that she took punishment that he would have 
gotten otherwise.

"Jeremy tried to wait till we got some rubbers, but I wouldn't let 
him," she explained. "I wanted him to try and get me pregnant. I just 
couldn't help myself. I was so horny, and he was so nice to me, and so 
handsome, and so loving, and so caring, and so sexy, and so cute, and 
so..." At this point she started sobbing for real in her mother's 
breast. "And then he was going to pull out, and I didn't let him. I 
couldn't bear the thought of it going to waste. Finally when he wanted 
me to at least go douche or drain it into the toilet..." The little 
girl started bawling for sure now; soaking the front of her mother's 
dress while sobs shook her little frame.

"It's all right dear. I'm not going to punish Jeremy. I'm not going to 
punish either of you. Lord knows, you deserve it. Doing this without 
telling either of us first," the older woman comforted her daughter.

"You mean you wouldn't be mad if we'd just told you first?" inquired 
Jeremy, amazed at his daring after escaping one reprimand. "We thought 
you'd just get mad, and say NO."

Mary quietly looked at her only son, then replied, "Do you think you 
would have refrained if we had asked you to?"

"Uh no. We'd have probably sneaked off and done it anyway."

"Do you think your father and I are so retarded that we couldn't figure 
that out?" She stared at him.

"No." Jeremy didn't know just how smart his parents were; but retarded 
was the last epithet he would think to apply to either of them. Both 
had Phds, His mother he knew had worked in some hush-hush work for the 
government that still brought some mighty high-powered people over to 
ask for advice. As for his father, he knew they didn't pay $150,000 
salaries to everyday computer-programmers. The work his father did at 
the systems house must be quite something; as several companies had 
tried to hire him away. Jeremy had gotten several headhunter's calls as 
they tried to inveigle his father to work for someone else.

"I guess I just didn't think," he responded.

"Just didn't think. I think that applies to both of you. Next time try 
to. OK?" The admonition was given with a loving smile that made Jeremy 
feel better. Still guilty, but better.

"Ok mom. I'll try. June? Are you OK?" This last was addressed to his 
sister who was still curled up in her mother's lap.

"I'm OK Jemmy" The girl wiped her eyes, and tried to sit up.

"Well! Now that that's settled. Let's go on. June."

"Yes Mommy."

"If you were able to get pregnant tonight, you probably already are. 
You can wait 'til tomorrow to use those condoms if you want. MAKE SURE 
YOU DO THEN. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes Mommy!" The child was overjoyed. A whole night of fucking before 
she had to take precautions. She couldn't wait. The little girl hugged 
her mother.

"Mommy? Can Daddy and I 'do it' now?" Suzy inquired. "We never got to 
finish earlier."

"I suppose. If we're going to have an orgy, we might as well get 
started now. C'mon you guys. Everyone into the bedroom, and get 
undressed. No Jeremy, not in your bedroom, in ours. We'll all get 
undressed together." With this, Mary ushered her offspring and husband 
into the big bedroom with the king-sized bed that she and her husband 
used to laughingly call their 'playpen'.

As she watched her father remove his clothes, June almost forgot to 
take off her own. She never thought she'd ever get to see her own 
father naked, except for an occasional glimpse of him in the shower. 
Now she was standing so close to him that his enormous cock touched her 
bellybutton when she wasn't careful. The 12-year-old girl was so 
excited, she didn't even notice the appreciative looks her own state of 
undress was drawing from her father and brother.

"Wow Daddy, It's so big. How are you going to get that big thing in 
Suzy? Won't it hurt her? I think it'd split me open if you put it in 
me." With this, she reached out and grabbed her father's prick with her 
hot little hands, and rubbed it against her lightly rounded belly.

Dan almost repeated his actions of earlier that afternoon. It was only 
with extreme effort that he kept from cumming all over his older 
daughter's naked little belly. "Uh June, if you don't stop, I'm going 
to cum all over you," He warned. "I'm supposed to use this on Suzy. Why 
don't you go over and help out your brother. He looks like he needs 
it."

Jeremy did look like he needed help. His cock was sticking out so far, 
he was having trouble getting his underpants down.

"Wait big brother. Let me help," said June, as she walked over to her 
brother, kneeled down, and swallowed the engorged cock that was still 
sticking out of the hole in his underpants.

This was too much for Jeremy. First seeing his whole family naked, 
getting ready to fuck, then having his cute little sister swallow his 
cock got the better of him. He began to ejaculate in his little 
sister's mouth. "Unh UunnnH. Oh June! You don't have to... Oooooh that 
feels good," he exclaimed, as he shot bolt after bolt of his rich seed 
into his cute little sister's wildly sucking mouth.

June let her brother's cum fill her mouth. She liked the sweet sticky 
flavor of his cum. She wrapped her tongue around the stiff shaft, and 
stripped the last tasty curds of her brother's seed into her mouth. She 
liked the taste so much; it was only with reluctance that she finally 
swallowed, to keep from losing some on the carpet. She pursed her lips 
around her broth ers swollen organ, and sucked the last tasty drops out 
of the end. She was so proud that she was able to do this for her 
handsome big brother.

It wasn't until the young girl finished, that she realized the show she 
was putting on for the rest of the family. This was brought home to her 
by the sudden clapping of the rest of the family as they cheered her 
on.

"Way to go June," from Suzy.

"That's my girl," from Dan.

"Get it all dear," from Mary.

"Geesh. Thanks Sis," from Jeremy.

June blushed, as she got to her feet, but made a big show of swallowing 
the last of her brother's cum, then turned around and made a sweeping 
bow. "Now it's your turn, little sister," she said joshingly, "Top 
that!" as she turned a big smile on her younger sibling.

Suzy swallowed hard. "C'mere Daddy," she said, "do it to me." The 
little girl lay back on the bed and spread her legs exposing her 
hairless little slit.

"Please Daddy? Fuck me," she implored.

"Well, go on dear," Mary encouraged him. "Fuck her."

Dan approached the little girl on the bed. "Come here Honey," he told 
her, as he reached for his little girl, pulled her back upright, and 
started kissing her. He opened his mouth, stuck his tongue between her 
teeth, and was pleasantly surprised when she started kissing him back 
with an experienced tongue that he didn't realize she possessed. The 
little girl stuck her tongue back in his mouth and twined it with his. 
She began rubbing her bare little titties against his chest, and 
rotating her smooth little belly against his. Dan responded by running 
his big strong hands up and down the little girl's back, enjoying the 
feel of her naked flesh against his. Shortly, Suzy began grinding her 
crotch against his, while his penis was dribbling drops of pre-cum all 
over her naked little belly. Dan decided his little girl was ready.

"Ok Suzy, Here it comes," he said, as he pushed his engorged cock into 
the little girl's slit.

Suzy's eyes got wider and wider, as the head of her parent's cock 
forced its way into her little crack. The hole stretched, and 
stretched, until it seemed it could stretch no more. Suzy's little hole 
was white with strain, and it looked as if her father's cock just 
wasn't going to fit, when suddenly, the head vanished inside the little 
girl's hole. "Whoosh." There was the simultaneous expulsion of air from 
five sets of lungs. Everyone in the room had been holding their 
breaths.

"Wow. I don't believe he got it in her," said June, in awe of her 
little sister. "Doesn't that hurt Suzy?"

Suzy shook her head as she pushed back at her father, and watched 
another inch of paternal cock vanish inside her horny little belly. 
"Feels good," she replied, squirming excitedly.

"Suzy, Stop!" Dan admonished. "If you keep that up, I'm going to cum."

"Want you to cum in me," the little girl replied. "Want you to make a 
baby in me."

"If I cum now," the man reminded her, "I wont be able to break your 
hymen."

Suzy immediately stopped squirming. "You promised you'd do it Daddy. 
Don't stop now." She waited for his final entrance.

Dan pushed his big cock into his little girl's vagina. She now had 3 
inches inside her, but it wouldn't go any farther. He pushed harder at 
the obstruction.

"Ow," said Suzy, then bit her lip to keep from saying more. She wasn't 
going to chicken out now. Not with the whole family watching.

Dan pushed harder. He knew he was hurting Suzy, and figured if he 
didn't break her "cherry" now, he'd never be able to do it. He was 
already starting to lose his erection at the thought of causing pain to 
the little girl he loved so much. The girl's hymen wouldn't budge. He 
looked down at his little girl, and knew he wouldn't be able to do it. 
She wasn't saying a word, but the tears welling out of the corner of 
her eyes told him the whole story.

"I'm sorry Suzy. I just can't do it," he said, as he started to extract 
his softening penis from the belly of the little child.

There was a sudden, "Smack!" followed by a loud, "Ouch!" then by a 
higher-pitched, "Ow!" as Mary "took a hand" in matters. The woman had 
seen what was happening, and had decided to do something. The 
"something" was a swat on her husband's bare buttocks just as hard as 
she could hit. The reflexive response of pulling away, had driven Dan's 
penis up in Suzy's little belly, ripping her hymen away with scarcely a 
pause.

Mary looked down between the incestuously coupled duo. Her husband's 
cock was now 2/3 of the way up in the child's belly. "Now you fuck that 
little girl, like you were supposed to, and stop this nonsense," she 
admonished.

Dan started to giggle, and Suzy joined him. "Yeah, Daddy. Fuck me like 
you are supposed to." She started rocking her hips, enjoying the 
sliding, slipping feel of her father's cock that was finally clear up 
in her belly where it belonged. The little twinges of her broken hymen, 
just added to the excitement. "Fuck me, Daddy," she prompted again.

Dan just stood there looking down at the obscene sight. There was his 
little 10-year-old girl with her little tiny breasts and slim, almost 
boyish hips lying naked on the bed. Down below, he could see her flat 
little belly, now bulging slightly each time his cock slid home. Just 
below the childish belly, was her hairless little slit, now obscenely 
stretched around her own father's cock as he carefully slid in and out 
about three inches at a time. The enormous penis seemed much too big 
for the tiny little girl; but Suzy kept pushing back at her father each 
time he pushed at her. She would pull back at the same time he did; and 
it seemed that the little girl's vagina would turn itself inside out as 
it clung to his engorged cock. He could feel his daughter's little 
vagina squeezing his cock as the child worked to get her father to 
impregnate her.

"Oooh Daddy, That feel's nice," Suzy exclaimed, as she felt her father 
push his cock all the way into her belly, until the head was pushing at 
the gates to her womb. She looked down and saw that most of her 
father's oversized penis had vanished inside her little crack. Suzy 
squirmed, trying to get the last three inches in. "Daddy, Can't you get 
it all in me?" she asked.

Dan tried. With all but the last three inches of his cock now clear up 
inside the little girl's belly, he pushed harder. "Unggh!" said Suzy, 
as she felt her vagina stretch, and another inch of her father's cock 
slid into her tightly stretched little vagina. She could feel her 
father's enormous penis push ing at the ring of muscles that guarded 
the entrance to her womb. It wouldn't go any farther.

"I'm sorry Suzy. That's all I can get in," Dan told the little girl. 
"We'll just have to wait until you get older, and you're bigger inside 
before I can get the rest in."

"Please Daddy. Try. I want all of you in me," the little girl pleaded.

Dan pushed, and pulled, and then pushed in even harder. His cock slid 
in and out of the child's belly; but the most he could gain, was 
another quarter-inch.

"It's no use," he said. "I don't want to hurt you, and there's just no 
more room."

"Daddy," spoke up June.

"Yes?"

"Jeremy puts his penis all the way up in my womb. Can't you do that 
with Suzy?"

The thought almost caused Dan to climax right then, but he managed to 
hold onto most of his self-control. "I don't see how," he responded. "I 
don't want to tear Suzy inside."

"Dan," interjected his wife, "just push all the way up inside her, and 
keep up the pressure. Her muscles will eventually loosen up, and you 
can go inside."

"You want me to try that Suzy?" Dan asked the little girl.

Suzy nodded, and braced herself. Dan pushed his stiff cock all the way 
home in his little girl's vagina. He then started pushing the head of 
his penis into the ring of muscles that guarded her womb. At first 
nothing happened, but Dan kept up the pressure, slowly trying to push 
deeper, each time he felt a little slack. He looked at his little girl. 
Suzy was biting her lip to keep from crying, but still little tears 
leaked out of the corners of her eyes. The 10 year old girl was no 
quitter though. She still kept gamely pushing back at her father, 
encouraging him with, "UnnH Daddy, I think it's starting to go in."

Sure enough, Dan could suddenly feel a tight ring of muscles surround 
the tip of the swollen penis he was pushing into his little daughter's 
flat little belly. Meanwhile, the rest of her vagina was milking on the 
bottom part of the meaty cylinder. He could have came then, but the 
pressure increased on the head of his penis, and he suddenly felt a 
tight ring slide over the glans, and painfully squeeze his penis just 
behind the head, while the last 2 inches of his cock vanished into the 
willing receptacle between his young daughter's legs.

"Ow!" said Suzy and Dan both together, as his pubic hair came to rest 
against her bare little cunt.

"Ooooh I did it. Look Mommy, I got all of Daddy's cock in me," the 
little girl babbled. "Now Daddy, fuck me, and get me pregnant. I want 
you to cum in me. Shoot your juice in my womb. Please Daddy? Make a 
baby in me. I want to feel you making a baby in my belly. Get me 
pregnant with your cum. Please Daddy? Unnhh Uuunnnnhhhh!" The little 
girl's words became incoherent, as her climax overtook her.

Dan couldn't believe the obscenity of what he was doing. All his life, 
the man had thought that the worst thing a father could do to his 
little girl, was to have sex with her. The stories about virginal young 
girls who were abused by their fathers had always made him wonder how a 
man could do such a thing to his own child. He had been horrified at 
tales of little girls as young as 12 being molested by their parents. 
As for the thought of a man who would stoop so low as to actually 
father a child on his own flesh and blood... It was unthinkable. But he 
was not only "molesting" his virginal young daughter, he was actually 
fucking his own pre-teenaged kid.

Dan would push his swollen cock up into his little girl's belly, until 
the head popped into the child's uterus. Then he'd pull out, and the 
little girl's vagina would cling to his retreating cock and almost turn 
itself inside out. Then back in again until his pubic hair met the 
naked lips of the child's tiny slit, and the head of his cock was once 
again leaking pre-cum inside his little girl's 10-year-old womb. In, 
out, in, out. Dan knew he was about to ejaculate his dangerous baby-
making sperm right inside his own daughter's receptive young womb.

Dan thought, "If it is bad for a man to molest a girl who is 12-years 
old; what about a man who would stick his adult-sized penis right up 
inside his own child's tiny little vagina, and actually squirt his 
potent seed inside the unprotected belly of a little girl who was only 
10?" Yet here he was, with his 9-inch cock stuck all the way up inside 
his 10-year-old virgin daughter's tight little belly; and he was about 
to ejaculate his vigorous baby-making sperm directly into the child's 
immature young womb and try to get his own little girl pregnant. The 
amazing thing was, that far from being scared, and resisting her 
father's incestuous advances; little Suzy had not only started the 
whole thing; but had almost blackmailed him into fucking her. Not only 
that, but the precocious young girl was actually begging her own father 
to beget a child in her womb. And his family! His family not only 
wasn't mad at him for fucking his little girl, they were actually 
encouraging him to impregnate his own pre-pubescent little daughter.

"C'mon Daddy, knock her up."

"Yeah Daddy, knock the kid up."

"Go ahead Dear. Let's see you make a baby in Suzy."

"Unh. Unnnhh. Breed me Daddy. C'mon, fuck me. Please?"

The feel of his own little girl climaxing around his tumescent cock, 
while she muttered these obscene things, took Dan over the edge. He 
felt his little girl's 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 realized 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 too 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 parent's bloated cock on the inside. 
When Dan suddenly forced his swollen prick all the way up in their 
little girl's bell, 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; striving 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 its 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 prolific squirt of her own father's potent seed into the 
child's eagerly 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 breathe.

"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 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 impregnate your little 
sister."

Jeremy had started to relax, when his father's encouragement reached 
his brain. The thought, that his parents 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 incestuous lovers both sighed with 
satisfaction as the man's penis disappeared again into his diminutive 
offspring's 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 engorged 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 to 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 holding 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:


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. She would creep over to 
her parents' bed, and get in bed with them. Momma 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 parents' 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 parents' 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 handkerchief 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 handkerchief, 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 threatening 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 parents' 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 parents 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 up inside her. This continued 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, as 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 Grandpa 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 precautions. 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 
children, 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 father'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. 
One day Momma came in late, and found her son playing with himself. 
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 naturally 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, so 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 experienced 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 brother 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 belly."

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 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 themselves 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 remember 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 neighboring 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 thunderstruck 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 consternation, 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 devastated. 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 listened 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 parents' trials to comfort me. It seemed that each 
thing that they said, made it worse. By this time the whole family was 
standing around watching. 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. 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 couldn'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 stifled 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 darkness 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 thinking 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 misunderstanding. "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. Everything 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 
couldn'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 fewer 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 
pregnant again, by her big brother, and the baby was due sometime this 
summer.

This left me, Diane, and Momma to take care of Daddy. By this time, 
Joey was starting to get interested, and pretty soon was crawling into 
bed with me or Diane. This was a little dangerous, so we told him what 
the rules were, and put him on the "schedule," along with Daddy. The 
three of us girls decided to take turns with the two "men," a month at 
a time. It was during one of my "turns" with Daddy, that I goofed up, 
and found myself pregnant again. I'm not sure if it was just a mistake, 
or my body just felt like having another baby, but 3 years after April 
I was throwing up, and my belly was beginning to swell with Daddy's 
baby.

This time, Diane didn't sit still for being left out. When she found 
out that I had missed my period, Diane insisted on having Daddy fuck 
her while  she  was fertile, and try to get  her  pregnant too. So, for 
a month, I watched as Daddy would fuck my sister. Daddy would deposit 
his sperm in Diane's womb, every night. Sometimes, he would have a 
little extra for me, but mostly I'd get my sex from my little brother 
while Daddy worked on getting my sister pregnant.

This wasn't all bad for me. Joey would quite often fuck me when he 
wasn't helping Momma out. By this time, my little brother was getting 
to be quite a skillful lover, even if his cock wasn't quite as big as 
Daddy's. Joey could fuck me for hours before squirting his sperm in my 
belly. He always had enough to go at least twice.

"Daddy would deposit his sperm in Diane's womb"

I remember one day when he spent the whole day fucking both me and 
Momma. He alternated between the two of us, squirting his sperm in 
first my belly, then stopping, and squirting the rest in Momma's. He 
liked to pretend that he was getting us both pregnant at the same time. 
We would play along, asking him to make a baby in both of us at the 
same time. Every once in a while I get a little sad, thinking that I 
never really gave the kid a chance. Sometimes, I wish that I had let my 
little brother knock me up, I just never had the time to spare to carry 
his baby though. Anyway, about a month after I got pregnant, Diane 
missed her period as well. Both of us had easy pregnancies, and 
Delivered healthy baby girls the next spring. We named the kids..."

Dan interrupted the story with a disgusted snort, "don't tell me. Yours 
was named 'May' and Diane's was named 'June'. I always wondered why you 
insisted on naming June after your 'little sister'. Ha! I guess it's a 
good thing Suzy wasn't born in July." Mary smirked. "So you finally 
figured it out. It was a funny family joke at the time, and nice girls 
names too."

Mary continued with her story:

It was while Diane and I were both sporting big bellies, that Rachel 
decided she wanted to get fucked. She had watched us, and decided that 
she wanted some too. Rachel wasn't all that enamored about having 
babies like Karen and I were; but boy did that little girl like to 
fuck! For a while, it looked like our little sister was going to keep 
both men so drained, that Diane and I would be left out completely. 
After a while though, Rachel had settled on Joey, as her primary stud, 
Leaving Daddy for us.

Diane and I decide that was enough babies. We wanted to save ourselves 
to marry someone else. After all, Daddy still had mother, Jim was gone, 
and there wasn't enough farm to go around with all of us kids. We 
helped Momma raise the younger kids until I got that scholarship that 
sent me off to the university where I met you. Diane left later, and is 
in New York right now, still looking for another man like Daddy. Joey 
and Rachel pulled another "Jim and Karen" stunt, and are living in 
Toledo. April is engaged to a nice local boy, and plan's to be married 
next summer. When Momma died last year, I understand that May moved her 
things into Daddy's room, and has been sleeping there ever since.

"He would push his penis up against her tiny hole and squirt his seed 
in the child's belly."

"Was that her first time?" asked Dan.

Mary snickered, as she explained.

First time for May? That's a laugh. May started crawling into bed with 
me and Daddy when she was about 6. The little girl must have found out 
about Momma and Grandpa from her older sisters, and she wanted Daddy to 
fuck her. She wouldn't take no for an answer. I thought I was 
oversexed. That lovable little slut was getting her father to squirt 
sperm in her belly for 3 years, before he could even get his cock 
inside her. The little kid would look so cute; sitting there naked, on 
her Daddy's lap; rubbing his big penis in her tiny little crack; until 
Daddy couldn't stand it any more. He would push his penis up against 
her tiny hole and squirt his seed in the child's belly.

I remember how proud May was, the first time she managed to get her 
father's penis inside her. You'd think she had won the gold-medal or 
something. We were sitting in the living room, after going swimming. 
Everyone was naked, and little May was sitting on her father's lap, 
facing him, as she masturbated herself with his cock. We all thought it 
was adorable, the way the little girl worked so hard to get her father 
to cum in her.

Of course, it was easier for us older girls. Any of us, could take 
Daddy's penis clear up inside our belly, and squeeze the whole thing 
with our vagina. Little May had only her hot little hands, and her tiny 
little slit to stimulate him with. She would work on Daddy, sometimes 
for a half hour or more; rubbing his big cock against her little clit, 
and pushing the head of his big penis up against the entrance to her 
tiny little cunt, stretching it open, before Daddy would finally 
discharge his thick sticky sperm up inside her tiny little vagina. This 
time, Daddy had just finished squirting his seed inside her hot little 
hole, and she was working for "seconds." Daddy's cock had shrunk a 
little after his orgasm, and both he and May were all slippery with the 
semen he had already ejaculated inside the little girl's vagina. All of 
a sudden, May found herself sitting on her father, with half of his 
cock buried inside her tiny little slit. She called us all over, and 
showed us that she was now a "Real Woman," as she could take Daddy's 
penis right up inside her belly just like the rest of us. Not quite 9 
years old, and already the little girl was fucking her own father. Well 
pretty soon, Daddy was squirting his potent sperm right up inside the 
kid's tight little belly. Then the child insisted that Daddy take her 
virginity, so that she could fuck him "Properly".

Within a week, May was taking her father's penis all the way up inside 
her hot little belly; and Daddy was regularly squirting his seed right 
inside the little girl's womb. It always turned me on to watch my 
daughter as she fucked our Daddy. To see her little belly swell each 
time Daddy pushed his big cock up in her tiny little slit, knowing that 
the same semen that he squirted in Momma's womb to make me, and then 
squirted again in my belly to make May, was about to squirt in our 
little girl's belly and try to make another baby in her. It was always 
a thrill to watch Daddy sliding his big cock in and out of our little 
girl's tiny slit until the child's squirming got to be too much; and he 
would finally shove his big penis all the way up in our daughter's tiny 
little belly and ejaculate his potent sperm right inside the little 
girl's womb.

If it had been up to May, she would have taken over Daddy's services 
completely, and left me and Diane out in the cold. Of course, the rest 
of us wouldn't stand for that, and put her in the "rotation" just like 
everyone else.

Of course, to May, the "rotation" meant something different than it did 
to the rest of us. She never stopped fucking. By this time, most of us 
girls were on the pill. May wouldn't take it. She kept right on fucking 
Daddy even when she started having her monthlies. She said she wasn't 
going to cheat him. May insisted on having Daddy as a partner during 
her fertile times. She always made sure that Daddy ejaculated his sperm 
in her belly, "Where it belonged," whenever she was fertile. May was 
carrying Daddy's baby in her womb when she was only 9, and she had her 
first baby by her own father, when she was a little over 10 years old.

"Wow! No wonder you didn't object about me making it with Suzy," said 
Dan. At this time, something that had been nagging him finally came to 
the surface of his mind. "May. May," he mused. "Wasn't your Aunt May 
out here, just about this time last year?" Dan looked suspiciously at 
his youngest daughter.

Suzy had the grace to blush. "Yes Daddy, it was her idea. Do you 
remember when Aunt May came out here, she brought all the children 
along?"

Her father nodded and encouraged her to go on.

"Well," continued Suzy, "while she was here, I helped her take care of 
the littler kids. Especially the baby. When Aunt May saw how much I 
liked the children, she encouraged me to help. She even had me nursing 
little Susan." "You mean you gave the kid a bottle?" asked Jeremy. 
"That's nothing unusual. I've taken care of you, and given you your 
bottle when I was only 6."

"No, idiot." Suzy smiled sweetly at her older brother. "I said I nursed 
her. May had me let the baby suck on my tits to calm her down. After 
several days of this, about a week before she left, I found that I was 
actually giving milk! I told Aunt May, and she told me that it wasn't 
all that unusual, except maybe for my age. She figured it wouldn't hurt 
either me or the baby, so I just continued until she left. Well, about 
2 days before she left, I was sitting there, nursing the baby when I 
realized how much I was going to miss the little girl. She felt almost 
like my own child; and I didn't want to give her up. When I started to 
cry, Aunt May had me explain. She said that if I wanted a baby that 
bad, maybe I should have Daddy make one in me. At first, I was shocked; 
but after a while, the idea sounded better and better. I was too young 
to get married; I love Daddy more than anybody; and there's no one in 
the world who's baby I'd rather have. I knew however, that Daddy would 
never go for it. When I told Aunt May this, she told me that I would 
just have to get my father in a position where he couldn't refuse. It 
seemed like a Godsend, when a few days later, you made me that offer to 
improve my grades."

"Why that little she-devil," exclaimed Dan. "She set me up."

The rest of the family giggled.

"You never finished your story. Tell us about Aunt June," prodded June.


Mary continued with her story.

June Didn't get really interested in sex, until she was about 12. By 
that time, she had watched May have two babies, and saw her working on 
a third. I guess seeing May's pain when she had her babies scared her. 
By the time June got interested in boys, she was on the pill. As far as 
I know, she only fucked Daddy once. That was just before she left. She 
walked into the bedroom, naked; told me and Diane that this was her 
turn; and chased us all out. We were somewhat disappointed in not being 
able to watch; but we sure all crowded around the door and listened! 
June told Daddy that she felt she owed him the chance, just like the 
rest of us. She said she had stopped taking the pill 3 months ago; that 
this was the middle of her period, when she was the most fertile; and 
she was going to let him try to make a baby in her. She said she was 
going to be moving to LA; and felt she owed him this one chance. Daddy, 
of course, insisted that she owed him nothing, and to go get dressed. 
June told him that it didn't matter what he felt; she felt she owed him 
this, and she was going to stay there, naked, in his bedroom, until 
either he fucked her, or she starved to death. June was adamant. Daddy 
just gave up and fucked her. After that one time, June waited until she 
got her next period, and then started packing.

"Where is June now?" inquired Dan.

"June," sighed Mary, "is living in LA working as a high-class 
prostitute. For some reason, she likes sex, but doesn't want to get 
hooked up to just one man; and she's scared to death of having babies. 
She sure doesn't get that from anyone else in the family. She says this 
way she gets all the sex she wants, with no hassles. She picks her own 
clientele, and sets her own prices. 'Easy work, and her own boss,' she 
says. None of the rest of the family understands her, but we still love 
her. She still comes out to visit every few years."

"Oh," said Dan, nonplused, "so you are the sister of your father, and 
the mother of your sister. If I have it right."

Mary snickered. "If you think that's complicated, consider May. May is 
the sister of her mother; the mother of her own sister and brother; the 
grandchild of her sister and aunt; the daughter of her aunt and sister 
both; and the wife of her father, grandfather, uncle and granduncle all 
rolled into one. It would probably take a year to catalog her 
uncle/aunt, niece/nephew, and cousin relationships. Every time I hear 
the horror stories about inbreeding, I have to laugh. Not one of the 
children in our family is retarded. In fact, most of us have tested 
with above-normal IQs. May's children are all bright active youngsters. 
Not a dud in the bunch. Of course that makes sense. Her kids are 7/8ths 
or more Daddy, and he's no dumbbell."

Mary looked over at her two daughters, still sitting legs-spread, on 
their respective partners. "Did you get off?" she asked them.

Both little girls nodded.

Suzy said, "Dad went off in me three times, while you were talking."

"Twice," said June, referring to Jeremy.

"Well, I think that we've had enough sex for tonight. Let's all go to 
bed," Mary said, as she started for the bathroom to take a shower.

"WE have," said Dan. "I don't know about you." He looked around at his 
children and got their nodding agreement. "Let's get her kids!" he 
yelled.

"Wha...," said Mary; as the next thing she knew, she was buried under a 
pile of warm, friendly, naked, bodies. By the time she got her 
orientation back, she found herself flat on her back, with a daughter 
sucking on each swollen tit. She could feel their naked breasts rubbing 
against her sides and their flat little bellies were rubbing against 
her hips. Down between her legs, all she could see was a head of hair 
that went up and down in time with the delicious feeling of being eaten 
by an expert.

Out of sight, but definitely not out of feel, she could feel her head 
being rubbed in a finger massage that she recognized as coming from her 
husband. He was so good at it, and knew how much she loved it. At first 
Mary was inclined to tell Jeremy to stop it; that she was his mother 
after all; but then she realized that would be hypocritical. She 
relaxed in the warmth of knowing that she was loved. The warmth crept 
up her legs, down from her breasts, and all of a sudden centered in her 
overheated vagina where her son was nibbling at her clit, then stabbing 
his tongue in her hot little hole, and licking up and down. She 
climaxed violently. Jeremy didn't stop. Neither did her two daughters 
and husband. Mary kept climaxing time after time until she was about to 
collapse from exhaustion.

"Stop! No more. That's enough!" she gasped.

"Not quite enough," said Dan. Motioning to his son he said, "OK Jeremy, 
Now!"

The next thing Mary knew, she felt her vagina being filled with a stiff 
hard cock; as her son replaced his tongue with a part of his body more 
fitted to the purpose. Mary couldn't help herself. She wrapped her legs 
around her rutting son, and begged him to continue.

"Fuck me Jeremy," she said. "Show me how much you love me. Shoot your 
baby-juice in your mother. Show Momma how you like to fuck her; just 
like you do your little sister. Lets see you make a baby in your 
mother. You do it right, and Momma'll give you another little baby 
sister to fuck. FUCK ME!" Mary's voice rose almost to a scream; as she 
started having climax after climax at the thought of having her own son 
knock her up.

The older woman was halfway through her third massive orgasm since her 
son had started to fuck her, when she felt his penis blossom to 
incredible hardness, and started spewing thick rich semen into her 
wildly gyrating belly.

"Oh Momma, I'm cumming in you. Let me make a baby in you Momma. Here it 
comes. Unhh Uhhhhn!" Jeremy grunted, as he squirted the last of his 
sperm in his own mother's welcoming vagina. "Whoooo!" he gasped, as he 
collapsed on top of his mother; between his two horny sisters who 
greeted him with sloppy kisses as they temporarily neglected their 
mother's overstimulated breasts.

Mary felt both exhausted, and crushed at the same time; as her husband 
came around to join the pile on the bed. She hugged her family though, 
and would have lain there comfortably in the loving arms of her family 
for hours, in spite of the weight, if she hadn't stopped to think of 
something.

"What about you Dear?" she inquired. "Don't you want some?" In spite of 
being exhausted, she knew she couldn't refuse her husband, after this.

"I think that six times in 5 hours is more than enough, and a plenty 
for me. Don't you think so? I don't think I could get it up if all 
three of you girls worked on me at once." Dan shrugged off her 
suggestion.

"Wanna bet?" replied June and Suzy simultaneously.

"No Dears. No bet. I'd probably lose. I just think I've had enough for 
today, and the same goes for all of you. Don't you agree?" Dan looked 
at each of his naked offspring, and then at his wife. Everyone felt 
deliciously satiated, and almost wrung out. There were no 
contradictions.

"Now!" said Mary, "Everyone into the shower. No, not separately, all 
together. It's fun."

It was too. All five of them just barely fit in the shower together. 
There was much squirming of naked skin against naked skin; plump tit 
being rubbed against hairy arm; and flat slippery belly against rounded 
rump. They tickled each other and played "Grab the sausage," and "Hide 
the finger," until the shower almost collapsed under the strain when 
Jeremy dropped the soap; and couldn't get up when he reached down to 
get it. Mary finally shooed everyone off to bed. She sent Dan into 
Suzy's bedroom to sleep with his daughter for the night; and invited 
June and Jeremy to join her in the big bed in the master bedroom.

Within 10 minutes, Mary was sleeping soundly on one side of her son, 
while June was asleep on the other. Jeremy cuddled up to his sleeping 
sister; lifted her leg so his cock wasn't strained; and put it between 
her legs, up against her still slippery-with-his-sperm cunt. He wrapped 
his mother's arm around both him and his sister, as they cuddled all 
together spoon-fashion and slid off to sleep.

In the other bedroom, Suzy cuddled up with her father.

"Daddy. Can I sleep with you inside me?" the little girl requested.

"If you can get it hard enough," Dan replied, pointing down to his 
shrunken member.

Suzy didn't reply this time. She just backed up to him, and reached 
down with her hot little hand; pulled his flaccid penis up against her 
slippery little hole; and proceeded to jack him off against her 
slippery little slit. After about a minute of this, her father's cock 
was hard enough that with a little straining, it went up her horny 
little hole with a rush. For a minute, she squeezed her father's penis 
with her vagina and enjoyed the twinges of response she got. Shortly 
thereafter, she fell asleep. Dan lay there a little bit longer, 
enjoying the gentle squeezing of his young daughter's vagina on his 
prick. He was tempted to push in and out, and try to impregnate his 
little daughter in her sleep; but conscience and weariness overtook 
him. He fell asleep, while still contemplating the notion.

About halfway through the night, Dan started dreaming. He thought his 
two lovely daughters were both begging him to get them pregnant. First 
Suzy, then June would take his swollen cock and stick it up between her 
legs, and ask him to squirt his semen into her clasping little vagina. 
Without waking, his penis expanded and he ejaculated a fresh load of 
sperm into his sleeping daughter's unresisting little belly. After 
that, his sleep got deeper, and he didn't dream at all; as he slept 
with his big cock acting like a plug; keeping his potent seed trapped 
in his little daughter's quietly accepting vagina.


Cindy gets an unexpected proposal

Cindy was dying. She had been playing in the sandbox, when the truck 
backed up and began dumping sand on her. Her legs were trapped. She 
couldn't feel them at all. She knew she had internal injuries, because 
of the pain in her belly. The pressure of the sand was crushing her. It 
was squashing her belly, and crushing her chest. She could barely 
breathe.

"Not now!" she thought, "I'm too young. I never had a chance to love a 
man properly. Please God! I want to live to have children. To know what 
love really is!" Cindy wanted to scream, but couldn't get her breath. 
She opened her mouth, and sand got in. The pressure got greater.

"Oh John," she thought, "I could have loved you, but I never had a 
chance!" Cindy opened her mouth for one final scream before the sand 
covered her head; and got a mouthful of hair.

"Hair? hair???! What the?" Cindy woke up, and spit out the mouthful of 
hair that John had inadvertently draped into her mouth. All of a sudden 
things began to make sense. The rumble of the sand-truck was John 
Stockdale's quiet snore. The slight pain in her groin, was from her 
lost virginity. The squashed feeling, and the inability to breathe 
properly, were the natural results of a 200 pound man sleeping on top 
of a 80 pound girl.

Cindy moved her legs, and was relieved to find that she could not only 
move, but feel with them as well. She ran her little legs along his big 
hairy ones; and enjoyed the feel of their naked skin rubbing together. 
She was going to be able to have love after all! Quietly, she said, 
"Thank you Lord." Cindy wasn't religious; but she felt so grateful that 
she was alive, and had someone she could love; she had to thank 
someone.

Cindy pushed up on her older lover. He was so heavy, she could hardly 
move him. John instinctively resisted the movement, and snuggled 
closer. He kissed the little girl on the neck, mumbled something that 
sounded like, "Love you," and went back to snoring. The squirming 
pulled his semi-hard cock about an inch out of the little girl's belly. 
Then it went back in, and seated itself with his pubic hair once more 
rubbing against her light fuzz above, and bare slit below.

The sensation thrilled Cindy. She stopped trying to push the man off 
her chest, and concentrated on working her little mound against his 
groin; and sliding her vagina up and down around his swelling cock. She 
worked, and worked, but just couldn't quite get off. Eventually, she 
got tired, and drifted back to sleep. This time, she wrapped her arms 
lovingly around her sleeping lover, and dreamed of big teddy bears and 
thick heavy, warm covers. Eventually, she stopped dreaming entirely, 
and slipped into a deep dreamless sleep.

Cindy's midnight administrations had not gone completely unnoticed. 
John Stockdale had been sleeping, when the little girl began working 
herself around his cock. His drowsing brain incorporated the feel into 
his dreams: where he was back in his office at school, and Cindy Macon, 
and little Suzy Fisher were both naked, and playing with his cock. He 
dreamed that he had just convinced little Suzy to let him put his cock 
in her tiny little slit, "Just to see what it feels like." He was just 
starting to push his engorged penis up in the little girl's belly while 
Cindy cheered him on. In his dream, it felt so good as his swollen 
prick vanished up inside the tight little hole. He could feel the 
child's hungry little vagina squeezing on his cock, trying to coax his 
sperm out of his balls and into her eager young belly, where it 
belonged. Gradually, the dream faded into reality. "What a wet-dream!" 
John thought. Amazingly, the sensations continued, even though the 
dream was ending. He still felt the budding little tits against his 
chest, and the tight squeeze of an immature young vagina sucking on his 
sliding cock. If he looked down, he could see a flat little belly, and 
an almost hairless slit stretched tightly around his now fully engorged 
prick. Farther up, were two of the nicest little mounds of tit-flesh 
that a man would ever want to fondle. John came fully awake, and 
realized where he was. He was in bed with the sexiest little girl in 
the whole 5th grade class. He was spending the night in the child's own 
bedroom, where earlier he had taken the little girl's virginity. Now he 
was actually fucking the little girl while she slept. He felt the 
child's vagina sucking on his penis, each time he pulled out, and 
squeezing each time he pushed in. Mentally, it was exciting to know 
that he had already ejaculated his sperm twice in the little girl's 
belly; and the child was already carrying his seed in her tiny little 
womb. Knowing the little girl wouldn't mind if he tried to get her 
pregnant, was too much, even for a strong-minded man like John 
Stockdale. He knew he was going to try to breed the sleeping child. 
Carefully, he pulled his swollen cock halfway out of the sexy little 
girl, and then slid it all the way home in her tight little belly. He 
pushed his cock up hard in the nubile young girl; and felt a little 
squirt of pre-cum leave his prick, and lubricate the inside of her 
vagina. Back and forth, back and forth, his big cock slid. There was 
something incredibly exciting about trying to impregnate an 11-year-old 
girl, while she slept; knowing she couldn't object. One more push, and 
John knew the time had come. He was going to do it. He was going to 
inseminate the sleeping child. He pushed his swollen cock all the way 
up in the little girl's belly, as spasm after spasm shook him. He was 
trying to squirt as much of his dangerous baby-making sperm, as far up 
inside the little girl as he could. The thrill of knowing he might 
father a child on the innocent young girl, was incredible. It was 
naughty, and forbidden, and incredibly sexy. Even the slight pangs of 
conscience that might have spoiled his pleasure, were soothed by the 
knowledge that Suzy had wanted him to cum in her earlier; and her 
parents wouldn't get mad, even if he did get the little girl pregnant.

John's ejaculations slowed to squirts, and then dribbles. He pulled his 
now tender cock from the clasping vagina of the sleeping child. 
Noticing a bubble of white welling from the little girl's puffy slit, 
he fumbled for a tissue, and stuck a piece in the child's little hole 
to act as a plug. He then flopped over on his back alongside the little 
girl, as the realization came to him of how much he was going to miss 
the girl ("Woman now," he corrected himself.) when he had to go home 
the next day. Damn! Only one night with this incredible child, and he 
was already seriously considering marriage. The self revelation was 
astounding. He actually loved the little girl. The more he thought 
about it, the more certain he was. He'd have to ask her in the morning.

All of a sudden, he berated himself for being an idiot. The girl was 
much too young. It would be at least two more years before she could 
get married even with her parents' consent. Besides, what kind of ego-
trip was he on, to think that she'd accept? She had told him that this 
was just to "Pop her cherry." She'd probably laugh in his face.

This last thought was too outrageous. John was too intelligent to 
delude himself with that one. Cindy was too nice a girl to laugh at a 
prospective suitor. He'd watched the little girl turn down Joe 
Jackson's crude proposal in the hall one day. She had managed to tell 
him no, without being sarcastic, or mean. If she could do that with a 
scumball like J. J., he knew she would find some way to let him down 
easy. Well, nothing ventured nothing gained. He resolved to ask the 
child (Woman) the next day, First Thing. With that resolution, John 
Stockdale wrapped his arms around the sleeping child and went to sleep. 
It was so comfortable that the last thought he had as he drifted off to 
slumberland, was, "I could get used to this, very easily."

The next morning, John woke up to a hard-on. There was a warm slippery 
something moving up and down on his cock. After a few seconds, he 
recognized the sensation of a terrific blow-job.

"You don't have to do that, Honey," he told Cindy through closed eyes; 
enjoying the sensations of a warm wonderful mouth sucking on his 
rapidly expanding prick. He reached down to rub the girl's scalp while 
he talked. His fingers tangled in the girl's soft curly hair when he 
started to rub.

"Curly hair?!" his mind screamed at him, "Cindy has beautiful straight 
brown hair." His eyes snapped open as he jerked upright, and looked 
into the friendly eyes of Marylin Summers. Marylin was just giving his 
cock one last tongue-licking suck. The amazing little girl with the big 
boobs was completely naked, except for a flimsy bra tucked underneath 
her dangling mammarys, and a friendly grin.

"Isn't this a nice way to wake up?" inquired Marylin. "I try to wake 
Billy up this way whenever I can. Makes him get all ready to fuck. I 
can't imagine why." This last outrageous denial was given with a smirk 
and a sparkle in her eye that showed that she was sharing a private 
joke with him.

"But. But what happened...?" John Stockdale was at a loss for words.

"To Cindy?" Marylin finished for him. "I sent her in to take care of 
her big brother, now that her virginity is no longer in the way. I told 
her that I'd take care of you, until she gets back."

"But I was going to tell her...," John's voice trailed off. This was 
private.

"That you loved her, and wanted her to marry you. Right?" The pretty 
face smiled at him as she completed his second unfinished sentence, 
while keeping her hand moving up and down on his rigid cock.

"How. How did you know?" John felt his face flaming red as he asked.

"You kept mumbling about it in your sleep. When I met Cindy in the 
bathroom this morning, she told me about it. She sounded kind of proud, 
and yet confused. So I suggested that she go in and take care of her 
brother; while I took some of the lust out of your love, and toned it 
down to something a 12-year-old girl could handle." Marylin paused, 
then continued, "Now don't go getting all uptight. Cindy'll be back 
here in a few minutes. If you fuck me first, you won't be so horny and 
goggle-eyed when you propose. That is unless you don't like me." This 
last was said with a wistfulness that showed how insecure the child 
really was about her sexuality; in spite of her obvious charms and 
experience.

"Uh no. It's not that. It's just that Cindy..." John's voice trailed 
off again. How was he going to explain this to this amazing young girl?

"Cindy knows what I'm doing, and doesn't mind. If she did, do you think 
she would have left me alone in here with you?" The girl raised her 
eyebrows in question.

"Uh, no but..." John couldn't think of what to say.

"No buts. Now come here, and fuck me. That is, unless you don't want 
to." Marylin moved over on the bed, and motioned for the man to get on 
top of her.

John Stockdale gave up. It seemed like this house was filled with 
sexual conspiracies. He rolled over on top of the blond sex maniac, and 
grabbed her enormous mammaries. "OK," he said, "but first, I'm going to 
do this." With this, he started sucking on one large tit, while he 
massaged the other with his left hand. His right hand was not idle. He 
reached down between the girl's legs, and started pushing his index 
finger in and out of her squishy love hole.

"Oh Mr. Stockdale. How did you know that I love to have my tits sucked? 
Do that some more. Push your finger right up inside! Augghh!" The 16-
year-old girl began to climax around his probing digit.

"I know just what horny little girls like you need. And right now, what 
you need is more of this!" With this statement, John switched. He moved 
his mouth to the other swollen tit, and swapped hands his right hand 
started caressing the girl's right breast, while his left dipped into 
the creaming little fuzzy slot that had been sucking on his right hand.

"Oh that feels so good. Now fuck me. Please?" The pleading of the 16-
year-old sexpot was too much. John got between the girl's legs, and 
positioned his engorged cock in her fuzz-covered little hole

"OK Marylin, here it comes," he exclaimed, as he pushed his swollen 
member all the way up in the girl with a rush. The man felt a tight 
ring surround the head of his penis, and then slip down his cock until 
it grabbed the base so tightly, it was almost painful. The teenager was 
even tighter than Cindy, and Cindy had been a virgin! The squeezing of 
the girl's vagina as she started to climax, trying to milk the sperm up 
from his balls and into her eager young belly was incredible. John knew 
he wasn't going to last long.

"Marylin, slow up," he cautioned the madly humping girl, "I'm going to 
cum!"

"Do it," she grunted. "Cum in me. 'Want your cum in me."

"Shouldn't I pull out?" John asked, "I don't want to knock you up."

"'s OK," the oversexed teenybopper assured him, "'On the pill. Squirt 
your cum in my belly. Now! Unnh UnnnGh!" She suddenly grabbed him in an 
embrace that threatened to choke him as her pelvis went into high-gear, 
and her vaginal muscles spasmed so hard around his cock that he felt 
she might tear it off if she wasn't careful. John Stockdale's penis had 
had enough. It bulged dangerously, and began to spew thick sticky ropes 
of semen into the vagina of the climaxing teenager. Squirt after 
squirt. John felt like he was emptying his whole body into the belly of 
the orgasming young girl. Finally, his ejaculations slowed to a trickle 
of sperm leaking from the head of his penis into the girl's spasming 
hole.

"Oh God that was good!" said Marylin, as she came down from her mighty 
climax. "I always wanted to fuck you. Ever since if first entered your 
class, I knew that one day I'd have to have you. If I'd known that it 
would be this good, I'd probably have raped you back then." She 
followed this with a little giggle as her body started to relax.

John had to agree. It had been good. Still... "Uh Marylin. Don't get 
hung up on me. Right now, Cindy is the girl I want," he warned.

"Oh don't be silly," she replied, "I know that! I love Billy too. That 
doesn't keep me from getting a little on the side." She stopped to 
giggle. "Or a lot, as the case may be. Billy understands, and so does 
Cindy. I just want you to fuck me once in a while. I'll get Cindy's 
permission each time, if that'll ease your conscience. OK?"

"Well, under those conditions, what can I say but OK?" John replied, as 
he tried to disconnect from the incredible young girl. A tight ring 
squeezed its way down the length of his prick, stripping one last 
sticky glob of sperm from the head of his cock, into the welcoming 
belly of the oversexed teenager with the incredible bosom. "I'll get a 
tissue," he said, as his penis finally snapped out.

"Don't bother," said Marylin, "look." Sure enough, not a drop of semen 
leaked out of the girl's vagina, as she got up and headed for the 
connecting bathroom. "I can keep it inside for hours," she assured him. 
Her muscular control was incredible.

"Which reminds me," she continued, as she stopped, posing naked, in the 
doorway, "I want you to promise me something."

"Well, that depends," said John carefully. "What?"

"Someday, after I'm married, I might want to have a baby. Your baby. I 
want you to promise that you'll fuck me then, and help me get pregnant. 
You won't have to support the baby or anything, just help me make it."

"But what about Billy, and Cindy?" John temporized.

"Billy knows about me, and will do what I want. He's already told me 
that if I marry him, I could have a baby by anybody I want. He just 
insists that at least every other one be his. As for Cindy, I'd get her 
permission first. Who knows, If you two are married by that time, maybe 
she'll want to have one by Billy, and we'd just swap."

The thought was too incredible. "Well, OK. If you say so," he replied.

"I do say so. Promise?"

"OK, Ok. I promise. Now get your cute little ass out of here, and send 
Cindy back when she's finished with her brother."

Marylin wiggled her "cute" little ass back at him as she proceeded 
through the bathroom without stopping to drain his seed out of her 
vagina. She kept on going right through the connecting door on the 
other side; leaving both doors open so that John could see into the 
other bedroom. There was part of a bed visible in the opposite doorway; 
on which, John could see Cindy's torso, as it shook with regular jolts. 
Someone was obviously fucking the little girl; and from the sound of 
it, she was about to have a rousing climax.

"Oh Billy. Fuck me, Fuck me FUCK ME!" The obscene words spilled from 
the little girl's lips. "Squirt your sperm in my belly. Don't hold 
back. Let me feel you cum in me. Unh Unnnnh!" These last 2 grunts were 
forced from the child's lips, as her brother jammed his cock high up 
into her tight little snatch and held it there, as he ejaculated squirt 
after thick sticky squirt of potent seed right up inside his own little 
sister's belly, where it belonged.

Shortly, Cindy appeared in the doorway; the very picture of a freshly 
fucked young girl. Her brother's sperm was leaking out of her little 
slit, and dribbling down her leg; as she hurried to the stool, and 
began to clean herself up with tissue. She looked over at the man 
standing in the doorway with an embarrassed grin.

"Sorry," she said, "I just had to let him. If it wasn't for Billy, I'd 
probably have been out screwing half the school by now, and have been 
pregnant 6 times over."

John nodded his understanding; and then said, "could we talk, 
privately? Please?" This last was almost a plaintive plea for 
understanding.

"Yes Dear," said Cindy. She figured she knew what the conversation was 
going to be about.

John's heart raced. She had called him, "Dear." Now he could only hope, 
that the little girl knew what that term of endearment had meant to 
him.

Cindy finished her toilet; and reentered the room, shutting the door 
behind her. The young girl walked, unselfconsciously naked, over to the 
man sitting on the bed, and cuddled up in his lap.

"Now, what was it you wanted to say?" the girl asked, as she smiled at 
him with a warmth that felt like the sun coming out from behind a 
cloud.

At first, John was speechless. How could he tell this incredibly 
beautiful child how much he loved her, without sounding like a boy on 
his first date? He decided that even that was better than looking like 
a dumb idiot. "Cindy," he said.

"Yes?" she encouraged. The sound from her lips almost stopped his 
heart. It took the man several seconds to recover before he continued.

"Cindy, do you remember what I said last night, about not expecting me 
to marry you?"

Cindy nodded, and said, "I meant it. You can have me as often as you 
want. No strings attached. If you want, I'll even let you make a baby 
in me. Would you like that?"

John Stockdale started to shake his head, then realized how that might 
be misinterpreted. He started to nod, then blushed, and finally ended 
up hiding his face in his hands. Why did the child have to make it so 
difficult?

"What's the matter? Don't you want me?" The little girl looked almost 
frightened.

This was too much for John. He grabbed the girl, and buried his face in 
the beautiful long hair that was draped over her shoulder, as he 
started to cry.

"It's OK," Cindy comforted him, as she as she patted him on the back. 
She figured if he didn't want her, she wasn't going to push him. She 
would learn to live with the heartache somehow. After all, the man had 
never promised to love her. She was just going to have to hide her 
love, and act happy, even if it broke her heart to see him leave. "You 
don't have to say anything. We'll just pretend this didn't happen, and 
you can go back home without worrying about me." Cindy couldn't resist 
adding, "I want you to know, that I'll always be grateful that you were 
my first."

John knew he had to control himself. He was about to lose the chance of 
his lifetime, if he let this misunderstanding continue. "No. NO! You 
don't understand!" he almost bellowed into the face of the beautiful 
young girl. John grabbed the child by her arms and looked her square in 
the face. "It's not that I don't want you," he continued, as her face 
took on a puzzled look. "The trouble is, I do want you. More than 
you'll ever know. I don't want to just fuck you, though you turn me on 
like you wouldn't believe. I want to spend my time with you. I want to 
wake up next to you every morning. Yes, I even want you to carry my 
baby. I don't know how I'm going to go back to my apartment. I won't be 
able to sleep without you near. I know you're much too young to 
appreciate this; but I love you, DAMMIT!, and I want to marry you!" 
This last statement came out as almost a shout. He looked into the eyes 
of the girl for his answer, dreading the thought of seeing fear, or 
worse yet, pity.

Cindy's face lit up like the sun. She felt like a woman who had been 
diagnosed with terminal cancer, and then learns that the lab had made a 
mistake, and it wasn't cancer after all, just a mild skin-rash. He 
loved her! Not only that, he wanted to  marry  her! Still, she 
controlled herself long enough to make sure she hadn't made a mistake.

"Mmm, John?" she asked.

"Yes," he breathed. His previous declaration had taken almost 
everything he had.

"Was that a proposal, or a proposition?" She added a smirk to lighten 
the question.

"Both. Will you sleep with me for now, and marry me when you can?" John 
held his breath for the answer.

"WAHOOOOO!!!!" the girl bellowed, as she grabbed him like a drowning 
man grabs a life-ring. "YES!, and yes!, and yes, and yes, and yes, 
and..." Each yes was punctuated by a resounding kiss that landed on 
another part of the man's anatomy. The last one landed square on John's 
cock. From then on, the little girl's tongue was too busy to talk, as 
she licked her way up his body, enjoying the salty taste of his sweat. 
She ran her lively little tongue into his belly button, and licked it; 
before proceeding up to his chest where she sucked on the man's 
nipples, and nipped at the tips with her sharp little teeth. From there 
she proceeded to kiss the man on his neck, and on up until she was 
nibbling on his ear. Her hot little breath in his ears almost blew 
John's mind. The amazing child proceeded to lick all over his ear; and 
then she stuck her hot little tongue right inside. After doing one ear, 
she worked her way around his neck with loving kisses, and gave his 
other ear the same treatment.

"I love you," Cindy said, as she finally stopped long enough to look 
the man square in the face. "Say you love me."

"I love youbbblp!" John's voice became garbled as Cindy mashed her soft 
warm little mouth down on his, and started sucking on his tongue so he 
couldn't finish his reassurance.

For a long time, the two lovers kissed, then pulled apart and just 
looked into each other's eyes. John tried to memorize every detail of 
Cindy's face. The two of them were so engrossed with each other, they 
never noticed the gathering audience that Cindy's war-whoops had drawn.

"I don't know how I'm going to be able to go back to my apartment. 
It'll be two years before you are old enough to get married, even with 
your parents' permission. I don't think I'll be able to sleep, not 
knowing that you're near." John's voice was worried, as he shivered; 
thinking about his lonely bachelor apartment.

"We'll work something out." The gruff voice caused the two lovers' 
heads to turn around so fast that John was surprised that his neck 
didn't snap under the strain. The whole family was looking at them. 
Billy and Marylin were watching from the adjoining bathroom. The girl's 
father and mother were standing in the doorway that Cindy had left 
unlocked the night before. The heads of a little boy could be seen 
peeking around Arlene's legs, while the curly head of a little girl 
peeped between her fathers. "Is everything OK Cindy?" he asked the 
girl. "It sounded like you were screaming."

John was suddenly conscious of his nakedness, and the nakedness of the 
little girl who was sitting on his lap. If it hadn't meant that he 
would have to dump the girl on the floor, he would have grabbed his 
clothes, and dashed out of the room in embarrassment. Cindy rescued 
him, by calmly answering her father's questions, both explicit, and 
implied.

"I was," she answered. "John asked me to marry him, and I said yes." 
This last was almost defiant; as if she was daring her father to make 
something of it.

"I see. Well congratulations. Both of you." The older man sounded 
sincere. "As I said before, we'll work something out. C'mon you kids. 
Let's leave them alone. Oh, and John," this last was said as Cindy's 
father stuck his head back inside the door, just before closing it.

"Yes?" John said, holding the girl in front of him.

"While the two of you are planning your future, you might give some 
thought to the fact that there are other states besides this one." This 
bit of information was followed by the "snick" of the lock, as the door 
closed behind him.

Cindy and John stared at each other openmouthed. Of course. There were 
several states where a girl could marry as young as 12 with her 
parents' permission. The two lovers fell together on the bed as they 
began to prepare for their future together. Shortly, there was the 
squeaking of bedsprings that would have announced to anyone listening, 
what was taking place in the little girl's bedroom, but no one was. 
John's final thought before he gave himself up to the charms of the 
beautiful young girl was, "I can see why Cindy loves her father so 
much. I'm beginning to love her parents, almost as much as she does."

After about 20 minutes, during which John had cum twice in the 
beautiful young girl (Once in her belly, and once in her ass. At her 
insistence; Cindy said she wanted to get used to it. She explained that 
she was going to let him "Use the back door," whenever he couldn't fuck 
her "For Real," up the cunt, without getting a big belly.), the two 
lovers paused to talk some more.

"Cindy?" John loved the feel of her name on his lips.

"Mmmmm?" Cindy was feeling too good to do more than purr at the sound 
of her name coming from her lover's lips.

"You love your father very much, don't you?" All of a sudden, John 
realized how inane that sounded. "I mean more than just as a father," 
he expanded.

"What do you mean?" Cindy was confused.

"I mean, like your brother. You'd like to go to bed with your father, 
wouldn't you?" John felt he had to know.

"I suppose. I won't though, now that we're engaged." Cindy felt she 
owed him that honesty. "Billy either," she finished.

"Oh dear. Now I've done it," the man muttered.

"What?"

"Cindy, listen very closely. I love you," John said.

"I love you too," she replied, warmed by his words.

John was getting frustrated. How could he put this into words? He tried 
anyway. "Cindy, what I mean is, I love you. I don't own you. If you 
want to make love to somebody, even (or especially) your own father, I 
won't object. I just don't want you to ever have to lie to me."

John raised his finger, and put it on the lips of the little girl as 
she started to say something.

"Hear me out." He stopped her interruption, then continued, "Let me 
finish what I'm going to say, then answer. Please?"

John continued at the girl's acquiescent nod, "I know that some people 
get mad, if their wife or girlfriend even looks at another man. I 
don't. I consider that jealousy, and I think it's the result of looking 
on someone else as your possession; not someone you want to be happy. I 
think that jealousy destroys love, not enhances it. As I said, I love 
you; I want you to be happy. If it would make you happy to take your 
father to bed, then I'll do everything I can to make it happen. The 
same thing goes for your brother. Just save a little for me. Please?"

John's eyes sparkled as he smiled at his own joke, and continued, "As 
your husband, I do expect you to carry my children but," He paused for 
breath.

Cindy interrupted. "I'd like that!" she said, with a giggle.

Waving the girl to silence, he continued, "As I was saying, 'but they 
don't all have to be mine, if you don't want.' Marylin was telling me 
this morning that Billy told her that she could have every other child 
by someone else, if she wanted. If your brother can be that generous to 
his future wife, I don't see why I can't with mine." Cindy gazed at the 
man with stars in her eyes. "You mean?" she could barely breathe the 
question.

"I mean, that after you have at least 2 of my kids, that if you want to 
have a baby by your father, or by your big brother, or even one by 
each, I won't object. Of course, the next one after that, would be 
mine," he added as an afterthought.

Cindy couldn't believe her luck. She knew she had been getting the 
handsomest, smartest, most eligible man in town for a prospective 
husband, but she hadn't realized how much she had been prepared to give 
up to get him. Now to find out that she wouldn't have to give up 
anything, that she could have it all, thanks to this wonderful man... 
Her little heart almost melted in gratitude. She proceeded to thank him 
the best way she could, by grabbing him, hugging him, and trying to 
show just how much she loved him. In the back of her mind, she swore 
that he would never lose by his generous offer. She would make it up to 
him somehow. A germ of an idea started to grow in her head as she 
snuggled up to him. John's cock had received too much use. It wouldn't 
rise any more that morning, if all the young female students in his 
class had tripped into the room and performed a striptease in front of 
him. Still it was pleasant to cuddle up naked next to a beautiful 
young, willing female whom, he felt, loved him almost as much as he 
loved her.

"Cindy?" John asked after a suitable period.

"Yes Dear?" Cindy muttered into his neck, as she nuzzled his earlobe.

"Can I ask a favor?"

"Nnnn?" Cindy bit at his earlobe. As if he had to ask. If John had 
asked her to jump in a pot of boiling acid, she probably would have 
obliged at the moment.

"If you fuck your father, can I watch?"

That got Cindy's attention. "Why you dirty old man!" Her eyes gleamed 
with mischief. "We'd have to get his permission."

"Your mother's too."

That thought hadn't occurred to Cindy. "You're probably right," she 
said.

"I know I'm right," John continued. "And, now that I think about it, 
that's probably the best approach. Your mother would probably 
understand, and she could convince your father. I think I'm beginning 
to love your mother almost as much as you do."

Cindy smiled. Her smile filled the room like the sun on a warm spring 
day. The idea that had been growing in the back of her mind had just 
ripened into full fruition. Cindy had just figured out how to thank 
this incredible man for his generosity.

"John?" Cindy inquired.

"Yes Cindy?" John rolled the girl's name around on his tongue.

"When's your birthday?"

"September 4th. Why?"

"Just thinking. That's Labor Day, isn't it?"

"'Day before. Why?" he inquired again.

"I was just thinking about what to get you for your birthday. I think 
I'll surprise you."

"Whatever you say." John went back to the enjoyable task of running his 
big hands over every inch of this incredibly beautiful young child's 
body. He was trying to memorize every square inch of the little girl's 
body by feel.

About an hour later, the murmurs in the little girl's bedroom were 
interrupted by a cheerful, "Breakfast in 5 minutes!" that obviously 
came from Cindy's younger sister.

John reluctantly untangled himself from the arms of his young fiance'. 
As he reached for his clothes, Cindy interrupted him.

"Just your underpants, John," she said. "Breakfast is very informal."

John shrugged, and resisted the impulse to dress anyway. After last 
night, he'd believe anything about this family... Well, almost 
anything. If Cindy had informed him that the whole family went nude all 
the time, it wouldn't have surprised him now. (In fact, that was not 
far from the truth.)

Cindy followed her own advice; and slipped on a lacy pair of panties 
that hid nothing, and the baby-doll that she had worn the night before. 
She didn't bother to cover her plump little breasts. John got the 
distinct feeling that she had worn the bikini-top the previous night 
just to keep from shocking him.

When the two lovers reached the breakfast table, breakfast was already 
in progress. Waffles were being served on a first-come/first-served 
basis from the waffle-iron. (No frozen waffles for this family.) There 
was a huge pot of coffee, and bacon by the bushel-basket.

As John settled himself in to his seat, he was glad he had resisted his 
impulse to "dress decent" for breakfast. He would have felt as out of 
place, as a man in top-hat and tails in a nudist colony. Cindy's father 
was wearing nothing but a pair of underpants and an enormous fur-rug on 
his chest and arms. He didn't seem to be the least bit embarrassed 
about dressing that way; so John felt right at home. Cindy's mother was 
wearing a blue baby-doll nightie that, while you couldn't see through 
it, didn't hide anything, as the front buttons were missing, and John 
could see occasional glimpses of a beautiful set of firm breasts and a 
smooth flat belly. He didn't even have to try to see the black "vee" 
that covered the older woman's mature vagina as the tiny little baby-
doll didn't quite reach that far down.

Cindy's two younger siblings were unabashedly naked. The two children 
were arguing over who got the next waffle, when their mother settled 
the matter (temporarily) by dividing it between Cindy and John. John 
settled down to enjoy the food and good companionship.

As they started to eat, George waved a forkful of waffles at the two 
lovers. "I have a couple of suggestions, If you two don't mind," he 
said.

Cindy and John looked at each other and nodded agreement. Whatever 
Cindy's father wanted was fine with both of them. They figured that if 
he didn't help, their relationship was in trouble anyway.

"Now, first off, you like teaching, don't you John?"

John nodded his acquiescence.

"Well, I've been thinking. If you two get married next year, or if 
anyone finds out that you are even dating, you might have trouble 
holding onto your job."

"Yessir, I know," said John, "Cindy and I figured that I would just 
have to get another job. One that isn't so sensitive. We'd also have to 
move someplace where people didn't know us."

George finished swallowing a bite of waffle, cut another chunk, speared 
it with the fork, and brandished the waffle-filled fork like a wand. "I 
have another suggestion," he said. "John, How much do you pay for that 
apartment of yours?"

John explained that he got the apartment under a special arrangement 
with the school for only a small deduction from his pay. Heating and 
utilities were extra.

"Well," George inquired, "would you be willing to pay about 20 percent 
more if you could live with Cindy, and nobody would think anything 
funny was going on?"

"Sure, But I don't see..." John's voice trailed off as he decided to 
wait and let Cindy's father explain.

"What I've got in mind is this: As you can see, this is a big house." 
Everybody nodded as he continued, "I've been thinking, that we could 
convert one of the garages into a small apartment, and rent it out... 
to a friend. If you see what I mean."

"Wow Daddy, what an awesome idea," Cindy breathed.

"Well to continue, If I did this, advertised the place, then rented it 
out to you; nobody would think anything if you moved in here. 
Especially if you could explain that your overall bill was smaller here 
because we covered the heating and utility bills in your rent. The 
nifty thing is, Cindy's room is right next to the garage; and we could 
cut a door from Cindy's closet, right into the new apartment, so that 
they shared a closet. You'd hang your clothes at one end, Cindy'd hang 
hers at the other; and nobody would ever have to know they were 
connected. Cindy could go into her room, lock the door and nobody would 
ever have any idea that she was sleeping with you. Next year, you two 
could go and have a private little wedding just in case. Later, when 
Cindy turned 17 or 18, you two could have a big fancy public wedding, 
and nobody would be the wiser. What do you think?" George inquired; 
proud of himself for coming up with what he thought was quite a nifty 
solution.

John looked at Cindy. Cindy looked back at John. John inclined his 
head. Cindy said, "It sounds wonderful Daddy. Thank you. Thank you. 
Thank you." With the third "Thank you," Cindy had landed on her 
father's lap, and was covering him with kisses.

George kissed his daughter back, and suddenly became aware of how much 
delectable female he had in his lap. His cock started to rise, 
stretching the material of his shorts until it threatened to burst out 
the hole in the front. "Uh Cindy, you'd better stop. You don't want to 
get your poor old father all excited you know."

"Oh don't be silly Daddy," said Cindy, as she started kissing him in 
earnest now; trying to insinuate her slippery little tongue in his 
mouth.

"Dear, your fiance' is watching," said Arlene, as she tried to rescue 
her husband from this embarrassing situation.

"Uh, Mrs. Macon?" inquired John.

"Arlene. Please," replied Arlene.

"Arlene. There's a favor Cindy and I wish to ask of you and your 
husband," said John, ignoring Cindy, as she continued to kiss her 
father; and began rubbing her developing breasts against her father's.

"What is it?" asked Arlene, "Does it have anything to do with this?"

John caught Cindy's eyes, she nodded, and he continued, "Yes it does." 
He looked around, saw that the younger children had left the room, and 
continued, "Cindy wants to fuck her father." He figured the best way to 
say it was the bald statement. "I told her it was OK with me."

"But?" Arlene could tell there was more.

"But we need your permission, and I told her that I'd like to watch."

"You're sure about this?" A lot was implied in Arlene's question.

"I love Cindy." John made the statement as if it explained everything. 
By his lights, it did.

"Well, it's OK by me, if that's what you two want. You'll have to ask 
him though. I'm not going to."

George had been following the conversation despite the distraction of 
his nubile young daughter squirming her half-naked little body on his 
swollen cock. "Are you sure that's what you want?" he asked each of 
them in turn.

John gravely nodded.

Cindy was much more ebullient. "Oh yes. Please Daddy?"

After living with Arlene, George Macon had learned that when a woman 
decides she's gonna, she's gonna. "OK honey, if that's what you really 
want, how can I refuse?" he asked, not expecting an answer. "Do you 
think you can wait until after lunch? I've got some calls to make if we 
want to get this garage-conversion going by next week."

"Oh yes Daddy! Thank you. Thank you." Cindy resumed her kissing.

This time, George did not resist when Cindy stuck her lively little 
tongue in his mouth. He kissed her back, sucking on her tongue, and 
running his hand up and down her back, underneath the thin nightie. 
"Later Dear," he cautioned his exuberant offspring. "You keep this up, 
and I'll be cumming in my underpants, not in you."

Cindy eased up; stuck her tongue out at her father; and went back to 
sit on John Stockdale's lap. "Well," she pouted, "I'll just have to 
wait I guess. In the meantime, I'm sure John won't be so mean, and turn 
me down." This was followed by a beam of a smile at her father that let 
him know that she wasn't really mad.

Shortly, Cindy and John went back to the little girl's bedroom, for as 
Cindy said jokingly, "Something 'big' has come up, and John and I want 
to get it straight between us." She giggled as John continued the joke, 
"Yes, but I'm sure that if we work together, Cindy and I can work it 
out. I'm sure that everything will work out in the end." The two lovers 
were almost cracking up by the time they reached Cindy's bedroom, and 
shut the door.


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