****** Tina's Dilemma by Les (rev) Lovarice ******
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Tina's Dilemma


Tina came home from school. Slamming the door of her bedroom, she fell onto her
bed with tears streaming from her eyes. I was dozing off in the chair and was
startled by the slamming of the door. "Tina is that you?"

Coming to the bottom of the stairs I listened and heard her sobbing. Climbing
the stairs I entered her room to find her lying on the bed, her eyes red from
crying. Taking her in my arms and cuddling her to my chest, I asked, "What is
it, love?"

She told me it had been Mother's Day at school and she was the only one without
one that day. Her mother had been involved in a car crash a month ago and never
regained consciousness. She moved closer to me feeling safe. I didn't know she
liked the smell of my after shave.

Laying down next to my daughter, I took her in my arms again. She snuggled up
to me, her crying subsiding. We talked for ten minutes about school. Then she
laid her head on my chest and fell asleep. Looking at my daughter, I realized
she was turning in to a woman. She had developed a lovely pair of breasts that
were rising and falling as she slept. I could feel them pressed into my side.
They were very firm. Her leg had been placed across mine and I could see her
thigh. It was long and tapered. She was 13 and promised to turn into a carbon
copy of my wife very soon. Reluctantly I moved her from me as I had to go to
the bathroom. Looking back in on my way downstairs I noticed her skirt was
tangled around her waist. She was tossing and turning. It gave me a glimpse of
her panties, pink cotton with small flowers dotted over them. I saw the cleft
of her sex as her legs were parted with a few stray hairs trapped under the
band of her knickers. "My god, she looked so sexy!" Her panties were pulled
tight and I could clearly see the bulge of her pubic hair and a dark shadow
where it stopped short from the waistband. I felt my prick rise in my shorts.

"Christ!" I said to myself "This is my own daughter!"

Feeling guilty I left the room and went to prepare tea.

Tina came down some time later wearing just an extra-large baggy T shirt. She
had showered after her nap and was feeling better. Crossing to me, she gave me
a long full kiss on the lips.

"You're the best Dad in the world," she said and hugged me. She sat opposite
me, eating. I noticed she had no bra on. Her nipples were hard and pink and
showing through the flimsy material. I thought, "Damn! I'm thinking of her
again in the wrong way." I had always had a very full sexual relationship with
my wife, making love with her at least once every day. I missed it now.

I went to the patio and sat down. "Christ! It's so muggy," I thought, sweat
forming on my back.

"We're in for a storm tonight," I called out to Tina. I could see the dark
clouds forming in the distance. "I'm off for a bath," I added and went into the
living room. Tina was sitting on the floor watching TV, her legs bent and was
resting her chin on her knees. "My god!" I screamed to myself. I could see her
pussy. My little 13-year-old daughter had nothing on underneath her shirt!

I almost ran from the room as my prick grew into full erection. Going into the
bathroom, I turned the taps on to drown the lewd thoughts that were entering my
head. It was no good. I was going to have to relieve myself. Taking my clothes
off, I looked into the full size mirror. My rampant prick stood out straight.
All 8 inches of it. Taking it in my hand I started to slowly rub it. Pictures
of my sexy daughter took over my mind. As the picture of her full pussy flashed
in my memory, I imagined myself running my fingers through the bushy jungle of
her sex. I could wait no longer. I came, spurt after spurt of my sperm shot
onto the mirror, leaving a trail as it slid down the polished surface.

I was a 43-year-old father thinking of sex with his little daughter. I felt
ashamed. I was so confused. After cleaning up my mess, I got into the bath and
tried to take my mind off her by thinking what was on the agenda tomorrow.

When got out of the bath, I put my robe on and went to bed. I was awakened by a
clap of thunder almost an hour later. Getting up, I shut my window. The air
seemed cooler now.

Looking in my daughter's room I noticed her window was open. Crossing the room
in the darkness, I closed it. On my way out a flash of lightning lit the room.
For a brief second I saw my daughter. She was sprawled across the bed totally
nude!

I went out into the hall and put the landing light on. Going into her room
again and leaving her bedroom door partly closed, I approached her bed.
Kneeling down, I could see in the available light the outline of my darling
daughter. Moving closer made me see every detail. Her proud breasts stood
erect, her legs thrown open exposing her hairy pussy for my inspection. I was
in turmoil. Should I touch her and let her know what I was thinking?

NO! I got up and walked to the door, closing it gently so as not to wake her.

I lay in bed disgusted with myself. But the thoughts stayed with me and my
prick started to respond. I tried to ignore it but to no avail. Soon I was
jerking off again with my lovely naked daughter dancing prominently on my mind.

Some minutes later I lay spent and was dozing off when a huge clap of thunder
rattled the house. I heard a scream. It was Tina. She came running into my
room.

"Dad, Dad, wake up!" she shook me awake. She had put on her robe, a short one
that just barely covered her bum. "My window's smashed," she said.

I went to inspect the damage. A branch had snapped in the high winds and fell
through her window. The rain had soaked her room, the wind forcing it into
every corner. The bed was soaked. Another clap of thunder vibrated the window
frames. Tina flung herself at me. "Can I sleep in your room tonight, Dad? This
scares me."

What else can I do? I could not expect her to sleep in her rain soaked room.
And I could see that the storm was scaring her.

"OK. Come on," I said.

Putting a hand on her shoulder I led her to my bedroom. She went over to her
mom's side of the bed and got in. She had been in this bed lots of times as a
child. When she had covered herself with my blanket she took of her robe and
put it on the bottom of the bed. MY GOD! my eyes grew wide. SHE'S GOING TO
SLEEP NAKED! Sliding down the bed, she pulled the sheet up to her chin and
waited for me to get into bed.

My heart was pounding. Could I last the night without touching this lovely
naked young goddess lying beside me? She turned to look at me and said, "I
really love you, Dad. Thank you." She kissed me, turned over and made herself
into a ball then fell asleep.

An hour passed and the storm had died. The only noise I could heard was Tina's
breathing, soft and regular, and my wildly pounding heart. I sat up and leaned
on my arm to look at her again. She had turned to lie on her back which caused
the blanket to drop down, thus exposing her breasts. I kissed her forehead,
fighting with myself from touching her fist-sized beasts. She murmured
something and smiled in her sleep. I had to kiss her properly, just once, I
kidded myself. Leaning over, my lips brushed hers gently. Then a bit harder.
Her sleeping body stirred but did not wake. My tongue was in her mouth which
had opened as I kissed her the first time. I noticed her small nipples growing.
Her breasts were rising a bit faster now. She started to kiss me back, though
still asleep. I felt much bolder by now. I reached my hand out and slid them
over her gorgeous breasts. Oh, how firm they felt! I massaged them, pulling the
nipples gently. She turned to me and draped a leg over mine. Sliding it up and
down, it made contact with my rampant hard on. I shuddered, lowering my hand to
the sweet valley between her thighs. Her hair was matted with the sex juices
that flowed from her tight little pussy. My finger found her slit and gently
rubbed my finger into the narrow cleft.

I could not believe she was still asleep. I placed her hand on my prick,
molding her hand around it. She was moving it up and down, jerking me off. I
could feel her breasts on my chest, moving against the hairs had made them
hard. I kissed her more passionately and, at first, she responded, but then she
woke up with a start.

"DADDY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" she cried out, moving to the edge of the bed and
reaching for her robe, shocked at what her 43-year-old father was doing to her.

"I'm so sorry, darling," I tried to think of something to say. "I miss your
mom, too. We used to have sex so regularly, and with your body nude against
mine I was so turned on and imagined you were her. Can you forgive me?"

"Daddy I know you and mom had sex every night -- I've heard you making love.
But I'm your daughter, not your wife and it's not right."

She turned her back to me and went into a troubled sleep.

In the morning she was up and showered and had prepared her breakfast before I
got up. I took a shower.

"I'm off to school now! Bye!" she called out and was gone. I did not have a
chance to explain my feelings to her.

I spent the day cleaning her room, repairing the broken window and washing all
of her clothes that got wet from the rain. When she got home, she kept in her
room saying she had a exam on Monday and wanted to study the whole weekend.

Tina went to bed early and, I didn't know, was lying there thinking of what I,
her father, had done to her. All she could remember was waking up with me
touching her breasts and kissing her with her hand on my hard manhood. She
remembered the flush she had felt in her body. It was the same feeling she got
when her boyfriend tried to play with her tits and, after a brief struggle, he
did. She fell into a deep sleep.

I went to bed dejected. I knew I had hurt my beautiful daughter, the only thing
I had left that I truly loved.

The next day was the same. She stayed in her room and went to bed early. I was
in turmoil. What was I going to do? I felt the tears come to my eyes. I could
not stop it. I lay there on my bed crying like a baby.

I did not realize Tina heard my crying and had crept out of bed to investigate.
Hearing it come from my bedroom, she entered and saw me huddled on my bed, my
body racked with sobbing, She went to me and took me in her arms, just as I had
done to her a few days ago.

"What is it, Dad?" she asked, concerned.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I didn't mean to hurt you," I sobbed and clung to my 13-
year-old daughter.

She understood now. It was the touching thing.

"Stop crying, Daddy," she said. "I ignored you because of what you did, but I
still love you more than anything in the world." With that she took my head in
her hands and planted a big kiss full on my lips. I took her in my arms and
held her.

"I love you, too, darling," I said.

Tina went back to her room and got into bed, sorry that she had hurt her dad so
much. After all, she thought, what did he do that was so wrong. He showed me he
loved me. He kissed me like I kiss him (Tina liked to kiss her dad). He touched
my breasts. So did my boyfriend. Besides, I loved the way he played with them.
He placed my hand on his prick. My boyfriend is trying to do that all the time.

Little Tina thought about the feelings she got when she realized she had her
dads big prick in her hand. It felt huge! And she loved her dad so much it
hurts. She lay there thinking for a while trying to get her thoughts in order.

I lay down and tried to sleep. My daughter still loves me. This thought echoed
around my 43-year-old mind as I drifted off to sleep.

I felt someone touch me. I woke up with a jerk. It was Tina. She had gotten
into my bed

"Daddy," she said "I love you." Leaning over, she kissed me full on the lips,
pressing herself against me.

MY GOD! SHE'S IN THE NUDE AGAIN! I realized as I returned her kiss.

"Tina," I said. "This is not right. You said it yourself."

"It is right, Daddy," she replied. "I was wrong. I know you love me. I love
you, too, and I wanted you to feel that." She took my hand and placed it on her
breast. "Please be gentle, Daddy. I want you to make me as happy as Mommy was."

I buried my face in her breasts, kissing the nipples and feeling them grow as
she laid back and let me instruct her in the gentle art of love. She ran her
fingers across my chest, teasing my nipples to make them hard. Lowering her
hand further she felt my shorts. "Please take them off, darling daddy," she
whispered into my ears. Just like my wife used to. With my shorts off she
placed her hand over my prick which was so hard I thought it would snap. Her
fingers curled around the girth and she gently rubbed it up and down.

My god, I thought. It was so beautiful, her soft, tiny hand doing the most
pleasing strokes to me. In all my 43 years I have never felt such pleasure from
a hand, even from my wife's. I placed my hand on her belly and rubbed it
gently. She murmured "Oooh, yes. That feels so good, my darling."

Moving down, I felt the softness of her sparse pubic hair. Her legs opened up
to my hand. Her pussy lips were swollen and I felt a dewy moistness on them.
"Rub it, Daddy, please. It's hurting me," she whispered, nibbling at my ears. I
placed a finger into the golden slit and felt it open up for me.

Christ, I said, she likes me doing this to her.

I probed into her gently. She gasped as I entered. She was so wet, the juices
made it so easy for my finger to slide in. Gently thrusting, I felt her pussy
cling to my finger. It was so tight

"Oooh, yes! Darling, my darling Daddy, finger me!" she gasped. I went faster
but not harder. The last thing I wanted to do was to hurt my precious Tina.
"I'm coming, Daddy! Your little girl is coming for the first time!" she yelped,
her hips trying to push my finger deeper inside her. I felt her spasm and she
locked her body stiff as she came, her juices flowing over my hand, making a
pool on the sheet. Her face had taken a blushing red color as she came down
from her first orgasm. Turning to me, she smothered me with kisses, crying with
disbelief that her body could be taken to such heights.

"I love you, my darling," I cooed. She clung to me, realizing that she felt
happy making love to her 43-year-old dad. We lay there holding each other. I
was happy just holding her without the sex, but she felt she was neglecting me.

She placed her hand on my prick feeling it grow again.

"Oh, Daddy darling," she crooned, "it's so hard and big. How did you ever get
that thing inside Mommy?"

I smiled and said, "Your mom had a very special way to make sure it fitted."

"Show me, Daddy," she said.

"Later darling. There's all night." I pulled her down on the bed again, running
my hands over her sexy body. I realized she was still on a high. She welcomed
my probing fingers and, soon, sliding tongue. She turned on her belly and asked
me to rub her back. I sat astride her, my prick lying on her back as I gave her
a gentle massage. Moving down her body, I rubbed the small plump globes of her
ass, pulling them slightly apart and seeing her flinch as I rubbed her cheeks
softly. I moved onto her legs. Then, reaching up to her neck, I pulled my hands
down the full length of her body. She arched her back with pleasure. As she
arched, my prick slipped into the crevice of her ass. She gasped as the solid
rod of flesh grazed the rosebud of her ass. "Oooh! That feels so good," she
said.

I replied, "You mean this?" Taking my prick into my hand I rubbed the tip of it
against her ass, the pre-cum that was on the tip helped it to slide up and down
with ease.

"That is fantastic" she squealed.

I pulled on her hip, putting her in a kneeling position with her legs apart. I
pushed my finger into her wet pussy, getting some of the juices. I then placed
my finger against her asshole. She went wild as the slippery finger danced
around her twitching hole. I slowly placed my finger in the center and pushed
gently. I could see her pussy lips quivering as my finger slowly disappeared
into her ass. She suddenly jerked up saying, "I'm hot, Daddy! You're making me
so hot."

I lowered my head and kissed her pouting pussy lips. She shook. Pulling my
finger out of her ass, she turned over, spreading her legs as wide as possible
and said, "Kiss me again, Darling."

Each time she called me "darling" I felt so proud. Here I was, at 43, making
love to my 13-year-old daughter, and best of all she wanted me to. Pulling her
hips to the end of the bed I lowered my head to her quivering pussy. She knew
what was coming. The last kiss I placed on her pussy lips had almost made her
come again. Licking with just the tip of my tongue, I traced the outline of her
lips. Pulling the lips apart I saw the moist pink inner skin glistening with
her pubescent girlish cum. I scraped my tongue the full length, greedily
feasting on this sweet moisture coming from the depths of my sweet daughter.
She started to come again. Gripping my head with her thighs, she shook as I
lapped up as fast as I could. When she let me go, I raised up and felt the
juices run down my face. She scrambled over to me and started licking her own
cum from my face. My fingers were busy again. I buried my middle finger into my
little girl as far as I could, wanting to touch the very center of my sexy
young lover. I felt the hymen against my finger.

She flinched. "What's wrong, Daddy?"

"You're still a virgin, darling," I said. "You should keep it for your h
usband."

"I don't want to save it for my husband. It can only be broken once and I want
you to be the only one to break it."

I pulled her to me and told her I was happy.

"Daddy, you have made me come so many times, but you have not come even once.
Am I doing something wrong?"

I laughed and said her happiness was more important to me.

"Tell me Mommy's secret. How did she made you fit inside her," she begged,
grasping my thick hard prick to her belly. I hesitated. Oral sex for someone
her age seemed wrong.

"Oh, come on, darling," she crooned, tracing her fingernails along the length
of my prick and taking my sperm filled balls into her hands and softly playing
with them.

I told her. She was amazed that her mom could take such a big thing into her
mouth.

"Like this?" she asked, lowering her mouth to the tip of my erection. She
licked the pre cum that was oozing out of the slit at the top. I felt the heat
of her sexy mouth as she engulf the top of my prick. She flicked the tip with
her tongue. If she only knew what she was doing to me, I thought while feeling
the jism in my balls start the journey of no return. She gagged as she tried to
place all of it into her mouth. She had stretched her mouth to its limit and
could only take half of it in.

"I'm going to come, darling," I tried to warn her. Too late. A solid slug of
sperm hit the back of her throat. She gagged again but swallowed it. Enjoying
the taste, she gulped it all down as fast as she could. But not fast enough.
Some escaped and trickled down her chin. She scooped it up with her hand,
however, and returned it back into her mouth.

I finished coming. But I was still rock hard. It was a miracle! As I got older
it normally took a few minutes to encourage it to get hard. But with my little
Tina it stood up in all of its glory in just a few seconds as she licked my
balls clean.

"No wonder Mommy liked doing it," she said. "Your sperm tastes great!"

I kissed her lips tasting my own salty sperm around her lips.

We lay together on the bed with her still playing with my prick. Turning to me,
she said in a soft pleading voice, "Please make me a woman now, Daddy."

I looked into her deep brown eyes and saw she meant it when she said she wanted
me to be the first. Taking her in my arms, I kissed her deeply. Moving on top
of her, I took my prick and rubbed it along her virgin cave. My tip eased its
way into her pouting lips. She opened her legs, saying "I'm so happy, Daddy.
Fuck me, please. Knock me up. I don't care. I want to take Mommy's place."

I was overcome with love and lust for my little girl. I slid my prick into her
moist pussy, hesitating for a second, then resumed. She gasped as her virgin
pussy stretched to accommodate my huge prick. "Ooooh, Daddy! It feels so nice."
She started to move with me. Slowly she got used to my size. The walls of her
vagina were dripping with her juices which made it a bit easier. Soon, I was at
her maidenhead and I pushed my prick onto it, testing its strength. I feel it
give a little.

"Yes, Daddy! Please, Daddy! Do it now!" the urgency in her voice displaying her
lust-filled state, just wanting her old dad to fuck her, to make her a woman. I
pushed a bit harder and her hymen gave. She screamed into my shoulder. I
stopped. I had hurt her.

"More, Daddy!" she screamed, unable to contain her passion. "Fuck me hard!" She
didn't care if our neighbor heard her. Nor did I.

I carried on, thrusting gently. She pulled my shoulder and turned me over.
Sitting on me, she was now in control. She mashed her pussy hard onto my cock.
Feeling the tip banging against the mouth of her cervix, she shuddered with
lust and banged the full length of my prick deep inside her some more. That
sent tip of my long erection into her cervix. It held my manhood in a vice like
grip, locking me to her. She sat still, her breath gone from the pain of our
fastening. Moving slowly, her pain subsided and she carried on rocking. I could
feel the sperm in my balls rising.

She felt the twitching of my manhood. She rocked harder, crying out "Come in
me, Daddy! Fill me with all of your lovely spunk."

That drove me over the edge, and when I climaxed, my sperm went directly into
her womb, filling my precious little 13-year-old with my baby-making sperm. We
didn't think, nor care, about the consequences. This was what we both wanted.
She sucked every last drop of my spunk with her gripping vagina as she came
with me.

I took minutes for our first mutual bliss to subside. Then, reluctantly pulling
me out, she lied on the bed, beside me. Being young, her cervix clamped shut,
preventing my sperm from escaping from her rich womb. She rubbed her tummy
softly. I joined her. We smiled and kissed passionately, happy with the chance
that we might soon have a baby of our own.

We never sleep alone now. She moved into my bedroom with me, transferred all
her clothes and stuff from her closet to mine. She also broke up with her
boyfriend, wanting to be mine exclusively. It is a well-guarded secret. Her
room is always disturbed as if she had just got out of bed in case some of her
friends dropped by. We don't make love all the time. Sometimes we are quite
content to just lay down together, holding each other, and talking of our
future. She wants to have my baby, unconcerned with the complications her youth
or our incest (we don't really believe in what science say about children born
from incest) might cause and when she missed her period a couple of days later
(she has a regular cycle), she became drunk with expectation. I bought a home
pregnancy test kit for her and to our great joy she was indeed very pregnant.
We hit the jackpot on our first try. Now, my little 13-year-old spends most of
her time reading up on pregnancy and motherhood. She desires to be as good,
better, a mother as her Mommy was. I was proud. I, too, read up on pregnancy,
fatherhood, and delivering babies.

I bought a ring today which I will give to her tonight. School is almost over
and as soon as it ends this year we are going to move to the empty farm, far
from this town, my parents left for me when they died. No one knows us there
and people live far apart. There, we're going to live as husband and wife, and,
when our child is born, a family. I don't know what my life would have been
without the love of my little Tina, but now my life is complete. Pregnant with
Puppies

Pretty, fourteen-year-old Lisa couldn't believe it. School was out for summer
for only a week and her period was late. What really troubled Lisa was that she
was a virgin. At least technically. She didn't count fucking her black
Labrador. And she KNEW he couldn't get her pregnant.

Laying in bed, she thought back to how it first happened. Alone in the house,
she was doing her homework and playing with her pussy when Roscoe came into her
room and stuck his nose between her knees. "Don't do that Roscoe, your nose is
cold," she laughed. Then he licked her tender teenage pussy with his rough
tongue and Lisa felt a different sensation. Pulling down her panties and
stripping her dress until she was naked, she leaned back and shut her eyes
while the black lab continued to stroke her pussy.

Oh God! Something was happening! She'd never made herself this wet before. Then
Roscoe's tongue flicked her virgin clit and Lisa could hardly hold back her
screams of pleasure as she experienced her first orgasm. A week later, both her
parents left the farm to go to a Grange meeting and Lisa found herself on all
fours as Roscoe moved his big doggie dick in and out as she moved her hips back
and forth. It had hurt a little when the dog broke her cherry but after that
all she felt was pleasure. This time when her orgasm came, Lisa didn't hold
back her cries of joy when the dog shot wave after wave of hot white cum into
her overheated pussy. His enlarged knot was in her, plugging her pussy and
trapping his plentiful seeds within her womb. They remained locked for more
than half an hour.

They'd been doing it almost every night for two months, now her period was
late. "It can't be. I can't be pregnant," she told herself. A week later she
woke up feeling so sick she hardly made it to the bathroom before throwing up.
Her mother told her she had caught a summer flu but Lisa was beginning to think
differently. Soon her tiny breasts were tender to the touch and when her dad
was in the barn or fields and her mom was at work all she wanted to do was
sleep. At the beginning of July, the black Lab had just finished cumming in
Lisa's pussy when she noticed how hard her stomach was. A week later she
couldn't close any of her jeans or shorts without a safety pin. Standing naked
in front of the bathroom mirror, Lisa saw the tiny bulge in her lower belly.
"Oh God! I'm going to have a baby, or puppies...or something," she said to
herself.

That night, after their usual night cap of sex, Lisa broke the news to her
lover. "Love, you're going to be a father soon," the little girl whispered into
the dog's ears as he lay beside her in her bed. Roscoe understood her because
he suddenly jumped up, ecstatic, and covered her under-aged body with licks,
which soon settle to only her mouth. They kissed happily.

Over the next few weeks Lisa couldn't control her ravenous appetite. Before
long her belly had grown so large that she looked about six months pregnant
even though only a few weeks had passed. She couldn't fit in any of her own
clothes and had gone to the attic to find some of her dad's old sweatpants with
draw string waists and taken some of his old T-shirts. The hardest part was not
letting her parents see her condition. They were both very busy and she stayed
in her room a lot.

Laying in bed with a pillow tucked under her aching back one night, she rubbed
her big swollen naked belly as she felt the movement from inside. "Oh God, I
still can't believe I'm going to be a mommy," she said to herself. She glanced
at her life partner. He had an ear on her belly, listening to the sounds of
their baby or babies. She smiled and stroked his head. Their eyes met, speaking
love to each other.

By the beginning of August, the fourteen year old looked nine months pregnant.
Her normally tiny fist-sized breasts were filled with milk and her tremendous
teenage tummy was well-rounded and hard with a line running down the middle,
broken only by her pushed out belly button. It was so hard to walk without a
waddle and she always had to go to the bathroom. Whatever she was carrying
inside her was like an anchor, she could hardly get out of bed or stand up
after sitting down. At night she'd lay on her side with her mammoth mound
resting against the sheet.

Her lover was always attentive to her. He would watch over her, protecting her
from danger. Whenever she wanted to walk around he would walk beside her,
acting as her support. He helped her take care of herself and their unborn
puppies or baby (they were still unsure which) and reminded her when she forgot
to do something she should.

The movements coming from inside her were so strong and she felt so very
pregnant. She knew something had to happen soon, but at fourteen, she wasn't
sure what. Her back was really aching one night when she went to bed, but that
was nothing new. It was pitch black a few hours later when a powerful, belly
hardening contraction woke her from her restless sleep.

"Oh God, it's happening! I'm in labor," she whispered to Roscoe who always
slept on the bed beside her. She'd hoped she'd be alone when it happened but
her parents were sleeping right down the hall. Quietly she gathered found her
sweatpants and bent over her mammoth mound to slip her feet through the leg
holes. Another contraction came and she clutched her gigantic rock-hard stomach
and bit her lip to keep from moaning. Slipping on a T-shirt she made her way
downstairs in darkness with Roscoe beside her, stopping only in the kitchen
when another powerful cramp hit. She was halfway to the barn when a contraction
came so strong that she couldn't stand. Roscoe stood beside her, waiting for
her.

Dropping to a crouch, she suddenly felt something pop inside her. The crotch of
her sweatpants was soaked. Her water bag had broken. Clutching her tremendous
laboring stomach with one hand and rubbing her aching back with the other, Lisa
finally made it to the barn with Roscoe half-pulling her. Her dad always kept a
light on in the barn, so she didn't have any trouble finding the towels he kept
there to wash his hands. Taking an armful, she found a pile of soft hay to lay
down in. For the next hour the contractions kept getting closer and stronger
and Lisa, who was now soaked with sweat, cried out with each one. Roscoe stood
beside her, trying to calm her down by licking her face. He encouraged her.

"It hurts...oh God it hurts," she whispered. About 3:30 in the morning the
contractions changed. Lisa felt an urgent need to push whatever was inside her
out. Pressing her bare feet against the cement floor, she laced her fingers at
the base of her big pregnant belly and pulled back until she could feel
something entering her birth canal. Wrapping her hands around the backs of her
bent knees, Lisa grunted as she pushed again and again until she could feel a
head pressing against her dilated opening. When the next contraction hit, the
laboring fourteen-year-old bore down and a perfectly formed puppy pushed out of
her. Roscoe immediately attended to it by licking it clean. It was a boy, a
purebred black lab, just like his father. Roscoe Junior immediately came to the
little mother's mind.

"Oh precious, you are so cute. Isn't he adorable, love?" she said before the
next contraction hit. There was another one. Gritting her teeth, Lisa pushed
again as a second puppy slid out of her. It was a girl puppy, black, too, like
her father but her feet were white. Like she was wearing socks. She looked like
a kitten. Lisa decided to name her Kitty.

The lovely fourteen-year-old was still getting her breath when her uterus
contracted. "Oh God! Not again," she moaned. Placing her hands on her still
slightly swollen stomach, Lisa doubled over, grunting as she pushed as a third
puppy came into the world. It was another puppy boy, black with patches of
blonde which he got from her. She smiled at the only puppy who got something
from her. He would be called Samson.

Roscoe had his hands full with three puppies to attend to. Tired, Lisa just
watched her lover care for their babies. She rested, snuggled closed to her pet
dog and their puppies.

When she regained her strength, she gathered her and Roscoe's newborn puppies
in a warm towel and carried them sorely back to her room and to her bed where
she slept to noon with Roscoe and their babies sleeping soundly beside her.

She was still stiff when she awoke. Roscoe was already awake, watching over his
new family. They exchanged good mornings and kissed. She looked down at her
sleeping babies and gave them each a kiss. Then she dressed and went down for
breakfast. Her parents were out in the fields.

After eating, she went back into her room with breakfast for her lover. When
her pet was eating, she snuggled to her babies. Samson and Kitty awoke. They
seemed hungry. Without a second thought, she gently pulled them to her breasts.
They two found her nipples and immediately sucked hungrily. The pretty little
mother moaned softly. It was erotic, her feeding puppies with her own
breastmilk. A while later when the two were satisfied. She woke Roscoe Junior
up and fed him.

When her puppies were fed and fast asleep, she went on all fours made love with
her doggie husband for hours. Lisa smiled. She felt lucky. She had a dog who
loved her and now she had his puppies. They were a family now. She was a mommy.
She, Roscoe, and their three puppies spent the day together.

Early the next morning, Lisa found her dad in the kitchen.

"Guess what dad, someone abandoned a litter of puppies in the barn last night.
I found them this morning when I went to check on my pony and brought them to
my room," she said. Her father followed her to her room.

"They sure are cute little buggers," he said when he saw them. "Do you really
want to take care of them?" he asked.

"Sure! I'll love them like my own babies," she answered with a smile.

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