Message-ID: <3600eli$9709011204@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: <199708311720.MAA04642@midas.millcomm.com> 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. 94 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. 95 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. 96 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. 97 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. . ." 98 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. 99 "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. 100 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. 101 "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 her, 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. 102 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." 103 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. 104 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. 105 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. 106 CHAPTER 8 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. 107 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. 108 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 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." 109 "Marylin was just giving his cock one last tongue-licking suck." Page 111  110 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. 111 "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 mammarys. "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. 112 "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." 113 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?" 114 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. 115 "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. 116 "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." 117 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. 118 "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 fiancee. 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. . . -- +--------------' 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> /