Message-ID: <3595eli$9709011203@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: mccoyf@millcomm.com (Frank McCoy) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: REPOST: FATHER.TXT 688K"Her Father's Daughter" (Mf-mf-mF, cons, incest, pedo, preg, full-length-novel) Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories.incest,alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <199708311718.MAA04542@midas.millcomm.com> Her Father's Daughter An Erotic Story "Mary was brunette, with a body that stopped traffic." Page 13  TABLE OF CONTENTS CHAPTER 1 The Report Card 1 CHAPTER 2 Suzy win's a bet 11 CHAPTER 3 June takes a chance on love 23 CHAPTER 4 Cindy gets some help from her mother 37 CHAPTER 5 Cindy and the hot-tub 47 CHAPTER 6 Suzy's reward 69 CHAPTER 7 Mary's Story 83 CHAPTER 8 Cindy gets an unexpected proposal 107 CHAPTER 9 Jeremy gets some unwanted help 123 CHAPTER 10 The Show 133 CHAPTER 11 Ginny's Dream 155 CHAPTER 12 Mike returns from camp 183 CHAPTER 13 John's Birthday Surprise 213 CHAPTER 14 Preparing for class, one night 239 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS "Aunt May" Cover "Mary was brunette, with a body that stopped traffic." Contents "He pulled down the little girl's panties" Page 14 "His cock made one last thick white squirt of sperm lick up the girl's belly" Page 29 "her own brother's potent seed squirting into her receptive womb, caused June to climax" Page 32 "the boy slipped the head of his swollen penis up into his little sister" Page 36 "Cindy stopped to lick one last glob of sperm off the tip of his prick." Page 42 "Cindy was starting to enjoy the feelings again." Page 66 "Jim was behind Karen, and was pushing his cock up inside his little sister's belly." Page 89 "Momma showed me the white stuff, that Daddy had squirted inside Diane" Page 91 "Daddy would deposit his sperm in Diane's womb" Page 98 "He would push his penis up against her tiny hole and squirt his seed in the child's belly."Page 100 "Marylin was just giving his cock one last tongue-licking suck." Page 110 "George was finally fucking his own daughter." Page 139 "the little girl had taken her father's cock up inside her tight little belly" Page 149 "she worked to get the two men to cum with her" Page 176 "John was first to pull out, his cock still dripping cum on the little girl's ass." Page 178 "Besides, you look sexy, with Daddy's sperm all over your cute little cunt." Page 184 "she felt suddenly full of her father's prick" Page 220 "the man's cock slid all the way up in the child's belly" Page 230 "she enjoyed fucking even more, when she was pregnant" Page 243  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, You'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 arous al, 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. Forward (continued) 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. Forward (continued) I finally decided, that if no one was (or dared to) write the kind of story I wanted to read (at lease 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. The pictures (If you happen to be lucky enough to have the version with the pictures) were gotten from BBS's, CD-ROM's, and friends. I traced every one of these back to the original magazine, or picture, and in every one, the publishers assured that, "All models are 18 or older." There is no "Kiddy-porn" here. The pictures I chose, were selected for models that "looked" young enough to fit the story. It's amazing, what a shaved pussy, and tying your hair back into ponytails will do to make even a 30-year-old woman look young. I'll admit, I cropped some of the pictures, to hide faces, or body-parts that didn't look either young enough, or didn't fit the story. Almost all the pictures were edited in some manner or another. All serial- numbers were filed off. Still, I was careful. The only "kiddy- porn" here, is the story itself. 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. CREDITS To: Adam, without whose encouragement, I never would have finished this. To: My Sister, Who will never know, how many wet-dreams I've had about her. To: My Mother, for encouraging me to write. (Though, if she ever knew I wrote this. . . Well, she probably never will.) (A year later. . . Would you believe it, she did.) To: My wife, for putting up with me, and letting me write this. She'll probably insist that I destroy every copy. To: John, for showing interest. This document was written with WORDSTAR version-7.0. The spell-checker and Thesaurus were invaluable aids, in making the book readable. The grammar was checked with Correct-Grammar. The graphics were compiled from BBS's, CD-ROM's, and friends. They were filtered through a series of graphics programs, to achieve the desired end-results on the printed page. These programs are: VPIC Used to lighten the pictures, so they weren't all black, on the printed page. PIXFOLIO A Windows program, used to convert to windows-bitmap. and scale the picture to fit properly on the page Windows Paint Used to edit the pictures, crop out unwanted parts, fill in distracting areas, cover up BBS names, sometimes make the girls look younger, and fix mistakes. GDS Used to cut contrast, and convert to monochrome PCX. The dithering and anti- aliasing were the reasons for using GDS. INSET Part of the WORDSTAR package, used to convert PCX to WORDSTAR PIX format. Also used to page-preview the finished picture, with the text. These programs are all REGISTERED versions. I fully support the shareware concept, with my dollars. CHAPTER 1 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." 1 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. 2 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. 3 "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! 4 "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?" 5 "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. 6 "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. 7 "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! 8 "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?" 9 "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." 10 CHAPTER 2 Suzy win's 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." 11 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." 12 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." 13 "He pulled down the little girl's panties" Page 15  14 "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." 15 "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 fathers 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. 16 "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. 17 "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. 18 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 -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /