Message-ID: <3602eli$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.MAA04678@midas.millcomm.com> over next week, and 'Help me out.' What I meant was, I like it when a man likes me so much, that he can't hold out. It's an incredible turn-on." 144 "But why. . ." John's next question was interrupted by a loud, "Ow! That hurts," from the corner of the bedroom. Everyone stared over at the corner of the room. Mike and Ginny had been following their parents' instructions to, "Watch and be quiet," so well, that everyone had forgotten they were there. While the two children had watched their father making love to their sister, Mike had quietly removed his little sister's bathing suit; and then she had helped him out of his. The two siblings had been quietly fingering each other, getting more and more excited, until they had seen Cindy's teacher push his penis all the way up inside their mother. That had been the last straw for the two youngsters. Mike had motioned for his little sister to turn over, on her back like their mother; while he put his cock up inside her, just like the grown-ups on the bed were doing. This might have worked, except for one small detail. (Er. . . large detail.) The detail was Mike's cock. As John had noticed earlier, and Arlene had commented once or twice to her husband, the little boy had the penis of a grown man. The boy's cock was only 5 inches long, but it was over an inch-and-a-half thick! The little boy's cock was far bigger around, than even his father's. The thick cylinder of meat tapered down at the head, to a size more suited to a little boy; but it was still over an inch across. Mike had somehow managed to insert the head of his cock into his little sister's tiny hole without more than a slight twinge of pain from the little girl; but there was no way that the rest of his cock would go inside. Mike had been enjoying the feeling of his little sister's vagina squeezing the head of his cock, when he heard his mother saying she was going to try to have another baby. This was so exciting, along with the squeezing of his little sister's hole on the head of his penis, that Mike had started to climax right up inside his little sister's belly. The boy's climax had triggered his little sister's as well. Involuntarily, Mike and Ginny had tried to push more of the little boy's enormous cock up into the little girl's vagina. There was no way that it would fit; and the loud "Ow" had been the result. When the adults finally noticed what the two young siblings were doing, they could tell that the boy was in the grips of a mighty orgasm as involuntary shudders shook him, and his spasming body kept pushing his big cock at his little sister; bringing an occasional quieter "Ow" from the little girl. It was obvious that Mike was squirting his boyish sperm right up inside his own little sister's belly. Ginny wasn't trying to push her big brother off, however. If anything, the little girl was actually trying to make her big brother's cock go up inside her tight little hole. It just wouldn't fit. Finally, the two children stopped thrusting themselves at each other. Mike pulled the head of his cock out of his little sister; and lay back with a silly grin on his face. Ginny collapsed on her back also; but she obviously hadn't yet quite gotten off. 145 The little girl grabbed her crotch, and started madly thrusting her little fingers in and out moaning, "Oh don't stop. Why did you stop? Oh please. Please?" "Billy, go help your little sister," instructed Arlene; sympathy for her little girl's predicament overriding concerns about the children's sex-play. Billy looked down at his shrunken cock; and shrugged at his mother. After 3 times with Marylin, he was supposed to "help" his little sister? "Use your tongue, idiot. Like you do on Cindy!" The woman's tone was exasperated. "Oh," was all that Billy said as he crossed the room; picked up his little sister bodily; placed her on the bed; removed her hot little hands from her overheated little hole; and inserted his tongue. The older boy didn't stop licking, even when his younger brother's sperm came cascading out of the child's slit. He sucked, and cleaned out his little sister. Even when the little girl came noisily to a climax, Billy didn't stop. He knew once would not be enough for the little girl. He kept on sucking and nibbling at his little sister's crotch, until the little 9-year-old exploded in a second orgasm, then a third. By this time, Billy had recovered enough that his cock was now fully erect. "Uh Ginny?" he inquired, "would you like to feel me squirting the stuff that makes babies in you?" Ginny responded plaintively, remembering her other brother. "It'll hurt," she said. "Besides, won't I get pregnant?" "I won't put it inside," assured Billy. "I'll just let it squirt up your hole. I think you'd like the feel. You're too young to get pregnant; so you might as well enjoy it while you can." Ginny thought a minute, then gave in. "Well, OK. If you promise not to hurt me." "Promise," assured Billy, as he fisted his swollen penis and prepared to inseminate his little sister. Arlene was about to yell, and stop the boy before he knocked his little sister up, when she recalled an article from somewhere that suggested that a woman who made love to more than one man, within a short time-period, was actually less likely to get pregnant, than a woman who had only one lover. Mike had already cum once in the little girl; and Arlene figured that even if she remembered the article wrong, the little girl wasn't any more likely to get pregnant, if she had two people squirting sperm in her belly, than if only one. The woman bit her tongue, and watched her two offspring consummate their union. 146 Billy fisted his cock, and started jacking himself off into his little sister. He pushed the head of his penis up against the child's hole; and let a slippery gob of pre-cum bubble from the tip, up into the little girl's belly. The boy began swabbing his leaking cock up and down the little girl's slit; pausing each time, to push the head in the tiny hole; enjoying the feel of the little girl's muscles squeezing around the tip; as his cock began drooling heavier and heavier. Each time, the head of his cock pushed in a little more into the tiny hole, as another slippery bubble of fluid was injected into the little girl's belly. Billy could feel himself almost ready to come; when all of a sudden, the head of his cock vanished up inside his little 9-year-old sister's squeezing belly. "Ooof!" said both of the two young lovers. "I'd better pull out," said Billy, trying to keep his promise. "No. Don't," said Ginny. "It doesn't hurt, like this. Just be careful. Please?" Billy stopped pulling his cock out of his little sister's belly. Instead, he pushed it in a little; then pulled it out a half-an-inch; then back in. Pretty soon, the boy was sliding about two inches of swollen man-meat in and out of his little sister's belly before the little girl told him to go easier; and that was enough. Billy was happy; even with only two inches. His little sister had the tightest little snatch he had ever had the pleasure of slipping his cock into. Even tighter than Marylin. In, out. In, out, he slid. He knew he was about to come, when his little sister said something that took him over the edge. "Aren't you going to shoot that white-stuff that makes babies in me?" the innocent little girl asked her big brother. It was too much for Billy. The boy began spouting greasy gobs of incestuous sperm into his tiny little sister's 9-year-old belly. Squirt after squirt of the boy's seed squeezed out of the head of his penis, and into the welcoming belly of the virginal young girl. One last time, Billy pushed his cock up inside his little sister; until the head of his penis was right up against the little girl's unbroken hymen; and he was squirting his cum through a tiny hole in the center. It took all the boy's willpower to keep from pushing his cock the rest of the way home, and taking his little sister's virginity. Finally, the boy's cock stopped spasming; and he pulled out of the little girl. Billy looked down at the 9-year-old child. The little girl lay there, with her legs spread; as an obscene white glob of her own big brother's sperm started to well up in the slowly shrinking little hole that had been so recently stretched by her older sibling's cock. A matching glob of gooey white sperm oozed from the end of the teenager's penis; as the boy stood, dripping the last few drops of his incestuous cum onto his own little sister's flat little belly. 147 Cindy had been busily sucking her father off; while they watched Billy inseminate her little sister. George knew he was about to cum again, after watching two wet-dream-quality shows in a row. "Oh Honey, Cindy!" he exclaimed. "Suck it! Daddy's going to cum. Oh suck it, please!" George pushed his cock all the way back in his little girl's throat; as he got ready to ejaculate his sticky white cum in his own sexy daughter's sucking mouth. Cindy sucked harder. At last, she was going to get her father to cum in her mouth. Yesterday, he had stopped, and squirted his cum in her belly. Today, he had fucked her "for real," for the first time. Most of Cindy's previous experience had been sucking her big brother off; and she wanted to show her handsome father just how good she was. Now, she was finally going to get her sexy father's creamy sperm sliding down her throat, just like she wanted. It turned out that this wasn't to be Cindy's day either. As her father's penis started to expand in her mouth, and the flow of pre-cum increased tremendously, heralding the arrival of a thicker, more satisfying fluid, George was interrupted by his wife. "George!" Arlene said. "Stop!" "Huh?" said George Macon; temporarily being distracted from ejaculating in his daughter's mouth. "Ginny needs you," said Arlene, pointing to the tiny little 9-year-old girl, leaking her brother's sperm on the carpet. "Squirt your cum inside her." For a moment, his wife's words didn't register. Then they did. "You want me to fuck Ginny?" the man exploded. "I didn't say fuck. I said squirt your sperm in her. Like Billy just did. Don't ask questions, I'll explain later. It might keep her from getting pregnant." Regretfully, George pulled his cock from Cindy's sucking mouth. "I'm sorry dear," he comforted her, "but duty calls." Cindy made a face, as she pulled her mouth off her beloved father's cock. "Damn," She thought, "if it's not one thing, it's an udder. As the cow said, when it stepped on it's teat." She almost giggled at the old joke, regaining some of her lost good humor. She loved her little sister; but Damn, the little girl picked the most awkward times to need her father's services. This time, Cindy did giggle, as she thought of what kind of "services" her little sister needed. "Like those a cow needs from a bull." Her giggles turned into snickers, as she watched her father approaching her little sister, with his big cock pointing at the child like a billy-club. "Oooh Daddy!" said Cindy. "Are you going to squirt baby- stuff inside me too?" At first, the little girl looked frightened, then her face lit up with a hopeful, almost pleading look. At her father's nod, her angelic little face lit up in a smile, like George hadn't seen in years. "He's going to do it," thought Ginny. Her father wasn't mad at her, and he was actually going to do it! Ginny almost melted with the warmth she felt for her father, as she felt his big cock bump up against her slippery little hole. 148 "the little girl had taken her father's cock up inside her tight little belly"  George barely had time to get his big cock seated in the little girl's hole, and nod in answer to the little girl's obscene question, before his overstimulated cock began spewing thick sticky cum right up inside his little 9-year-old girl's welcoming belly. Three big heavy squirts of paternal sperm went inside the child's belly, before Ginny reacted. "Oh Daddy," she said. "Do it. Squirt the white stuff that makes babies up in my belly." The underaged little girl began squirming back at her father; forcing the head of the man's cock to pop inside the entrance to her tight little vagina. Two more squirms, and the little girl had taken her father's cock up inside her tight little belly as far as it could go, without losing her virginity. Ginny looked down at her tight little belly, now distended by her own father's bloated cock, and the pressure of her father and brother's sperm mixing obscenely inside her vagina. She could almost imagine that she already had a baby growing inside her immature young womb, and that it was stretching her belly. The little girl liked the thought so much, that she decided to encourage her father. "Oooh Daddy. Squirt your baby-juice in me," she encouraged. "C'mon Daddy, make a baby in my belly. Make a baby in me Daddy. Ooooh Daddy, that feels good!" 149 This last, was forced out of the 9-year-old child, as her father slid his big penis in and out of her tight little belly, and pushed his squirting prick right up against her unbroken hymen, and ejaculated the last heavy globs of baby-making sperm right up inside his youngest daughter's eagerly accepting vagina. George looked down at his youngest daughter, as she lay panting beneath him. If anybody had even suggested that he would even lay a hand on either of his little girls the previous day, he would have shot the S.O.B. without a second thought. Yet, here he was, with his big cock stuck clear up inside his own little 9-year-old girl's squeezing little belly; with it still leaking his hazardous baby-making sperm inside the child's vagina; and he didn't even feel guilty. It had been a weird request from his wife; asking him to inseminate his own little girl to keep her from getting pregnant; but he trusted his wife. Still, he thought, this would take some explaining. Not only had he just fucked his youngest daughter, but he had also fucked Cindy as well. George tried to feel guilty about fucking Cindy, as the little girl was old enough to get pregnant, and who knows, might even be carrying his child in her womb at this very moment; but he couldn't. Cindy had much too obviously wanted everything she had gotten. In fact, the little girl had already talked about how she expected him to father a child on her, after she carried two for her husband. The thought was so exciting, that George sent another surge of sperm into Ginny's clasping young belly. "Oooh Daddy. I feel that," said Ginny, as the last sticky surge of sperm forced it's way into her heaving young belly. "That's it, Daddy. Squirt all your thick sticky baby-making juice in little Ginny. Don't hold back. Cum in my belly daddy." Ginny felt so happy; she actually started to cry. George felt like a heel. He must have hurt the little girl. "I'm sorry, Ginny," he said. "I didn't mean to hurt you." Ginny sniffled. "Didn't hurt," she said. "I'm crying because it felt so good." George's cock began to shrink inside his little girl. "I'm going to pull out now, Ginny," he warned the child. "Cindy, could you hand me that towel?" Cindy reached for the towel, then had a sudden thought. "Ginny? Do you want to keep Daddy's sperm up inside you too?" she asked. At the little girl's wide-eyed nod, Cindy hurried into the bathroom, and returned with another tampon. "Here, Use this," Cindy duplicated her mother's instructions. Shortly, Ginny was standing up, with a proud grin on her face. She had actually fucked her own father. Not only that, but both of her brother's as well. The little girl felt warmed inside by the knowledge that she was carrying her father and brother's sperm in her little belly. 150 Arlene decided that she'd better quash things before they got out of hand. ("As if they weren't already out of hand," she thought to herself.) She sat her four children down on the bed; and explained to them that Ginny was much too young to have a baby; and if they kept this up, the little girl might get hurt. None of the older children wanted to see little Ginny get hurt. When Ginny was younger, she had always been the bright sunshine in the family, with sunny smiles and a warm disposition. Arlene made the two older boys promise that they'd restrict their coital intercourse to either Marylin (Who was always ready.), or Cindy, whenever she was available. Ginny would have to get by with oral sex, or fingers. Cindy assured the little girl that this wasn't so bad, as she and Billy had been doing OK with just that for several years. Ginny was a little disappointed that she couldn't get fucked like the rest of the family; but after a demonstration by Billy, decided that oral sex wasn't so bad after all. The little girl decided that she could wait until she was older, before she started the riskier stuff. Somewhat reassured, Arlene left, and started to prepare lunch; as the two older boys decide to show Ginny just how much fun oral and finger sex could really be. Afterwards, Cindy took Mike aside, and let him enjoy real sex with his older sister. Cindy found that even she could barely take the little boy's enormous cock up inside her belly without splitting; but she managed. After Mike had ejaculated two thick sticky loads of sperm in his older sister's belly, Cindy told him that he could come to her room any night that John wasn't there, and sleep with her. She warned the little boy that he'd have to be careful when she was in her fertile periods; but she would warn him when that happened. Cindy didn't realize how much she was promising. It turned out, that her little brother was about as horny as Billy and Marylin. Only he didn't have a girlfriend like Marylin to help him out. Only Cindy, and occasionally Marylin. That night, after John Stockdale had left, (To take care of some business, he assured Cindy. He'd be able to sleep with her about every other night.) Mike crept into his big sister's bedroom; asked if she meant it, when she said he could sleep with her; and when he got an affirmative grunt from Cindy, proceeded to crawl in bed with her. Cindy had been feeling somewhat lonely after John had left; so she received her little brother's amorous advances in a more receptive mood than she might have otherwise. Within 15 minutes, the 10-year-old boy had deposited two big sticky loads of sperm up inside his big sister's receptive 12-year-old belly. After that, the two incestuous lovers went to sleep. Five times that night, Mike woke up; found his sister sleeping, and his penis erect. Each time the little boy took his engorged penis, pushed it up inside his sleeping sister's vagina, and ejaculated his thick sticky sperm in the little girl's unresisting young belly. Sometimes Cindy woke up to feeling her little brother cumming inside her, and sometimes she didn't. Cindy decided she didn't mind, as long as the little boy didn't wake her up. 151 This developed into a pattern. About every other night, John Stockdale would sleep over with Cindy; and Mike would have to either share Marylin with his big brother (Marylin didn't mind. She could have fucked the whole family under the table.), or make do with his little sister's oral sex (Ginny was getting quite good, with practice, so this wasn't as bad as it sounds.), or get along with his own fist, as he had been doing for years. On the other nights, Mike would slip into bed with Cindy; and after a good-night fuck or two, Cindy would go to sleep. Mike would usually fuck his big sister 5 or 6 times during the night; usually leaving his penis stuck up inside the little girl's hole so he was ready between times. When Cindy got up in the mornings, she sometimes jokingly complained that her belly "sloshed" with her little brother's sperm inside. Mike was becoming almost as prolific with his sperm, as his father. This pattern of alternating sex continued for almost a month; with an interlude of 2 weeks when Cindy insisted that none of her lovers (Including Billy and her father. Cindy occasionally had sex with them also.), cum in her cunt, as she might get pregnant. Cindy resorted to oral and finger sex during this period; just like her little sister. Once, she let John fuck her in the ass; but the little girl decided that it was too uncomfortable; and resumed oral and digital sex. After the dry period, Cindy slipped back in the routine; alternating between her fiance, and little brother; while the carpenters worked on the house preparing the room for the new "boarder." This pattern continued, until it was interrupted by Mike going off to camp. The little boy hated to lose out on the terrific sex he had been getting; but baseball camp had been his dream for years; and there was no way that he was going to miss out. Sex would have to wait. Over at the Fisher house, the sexual-ball kept rolling also. Monday morning, Mary had taken her two oversexed little girls down to see Doctor Sheffield. Mary knew the man wouldn't be shocked when he learned the two children were having sex; as she had met him through Marylin's parents. The Summers had put their daughter on the pill when she was only 9 years old, when they found the little girl in bed with her uncle; after she had blackmailed him into teaching her about sex. Marylin had already been having periods; so they were worried about the little girl getting pregnant. The couple had found their doctor to be not only a good doctor, but understanding as well. The Summers had been worried that their doctor might tell the authorities about the little girl, and make all sorts of trouble; but "Doc" Sheffield had only laughed; and said that he got a lot of little girl's in his office needing help; some of them even younger than Marylin. 152 Never mentioning any names, the man told Geraldine (Marylin's mother) about one little 8-year-old girl who got pregnant by her big brother, who was only 10. Luckily, the little girl had lost the baby. Doc. Sheffield told the Summers that it was lucky that they had brought Marylin in before she got pregnant, as she was definitely fertile; and if she kept of fooling around with older men, she would probably have a baby within a year. Once Marylin started going with Billy, the Summers had persuaded both the Macons and the Fishers to switch to "Doc" Sheffield. Now Mary was doubly glad that she had. Doc. Sheffield (Funny how nobody ever referred to him by his first name.) already knew about Mary and her father, as she had confided in him several years earlier. Mary told the nurse that she wanted to see "Doc" Sheffield in private; and then told the man most of what was going on in the Fisher house. Doc. Sheffield insisted on examining both girls, and taking a urine- sample from all three women. After examining both June, and her little sister Suzy, the doctor told Mary that both girls were healthy; unhurt by losing their virginities; and it would probably be OK for both girls to continue with their sexual activities. He assured Mary that both children were big enough, and healthy enough to bear a child if they wanted to. Even little Suzy would probably be all right. In fact, he told Mary he thought June was a little "Too healthy," if she knew what he meant. Mary raised her eyebrows at this; and "Doc" Sheffield responded by handing the woman a cardboard-box, about 6-inches square. Mary opened the box, and found an even half-dozen home- pregnancy kits packed inside. When the doctor assured her that June's test wasn't conclusive yet, but her and Suzy's were negative: Mary decided she had better stock up on baby-things. A week later, Mary used the first of the kits on June; and the little girl tested positive. June figured that she had gotten pregnant, "First shot up the tube." by her big brother. Jeremy kept on fucking his little sister; enjoying the thought of his little sister having a baby for them both to love. The boy also kept on having sex with his mother; as Mary had gone "off the pill," and was working as hard as little Suzy to get pregnant by her own son. 153 Suzy slept with her father every night; and each night Dan would deposit a healthy load of sperm in his little girl's belly; and Suzy would go to sleep with her father's seed soaking into her receptive young womb. Each morning, Dan would mount his little girl, and send the child out to play with a fresh load of her father's sperm soaking into her womb; held inside the girl's tight little belly by a rubber diaphragm that his daughter had gotten from "Doc" Sheffield. The doctor had shown the little girl how to use the device; and told her that it could be used to keep sperm inside a woman's womb, as well as outside. Suzy preferred the first choice. 154 CHAPTER 11 Ginny's Dream It was absolutely astounding how a little thing like a 1-week trip to baseball camp for a little boy, could cause such a mix-up. It was all caused by bad timing, and mixed signals. It all started the day Mike left. Little Ginny was almost in tears. The little girl had gotten used to her big brother sleeping with her; and the boy had been keeping her sexually satisfied with his tongue and fingers (with some help from Billy). Ginny hadn't missed the sex, until she got that first taste. Now the little girl was after her big brothers to lick her off, three or four times a day. She had gotten Mike to sleep with her most nights (when he wasn't sleeping with her older sister, Cindy). Ginny didn't begrudge her brother the sex he got from her older sister, knowing how much better if must feel to the boy; but she couldn't wait until she was old enough to get on the pill, so she could have him, or her big brother fuck her for real. The two siblings would suck each other off two or three times a night. Little Mike was getting to be quite an expert at licking the little girl's pussy, and getting her to cum. Ginny was no slouch at a blow-job either. The two children would usually go to sleep, head-to-tail, so that hey could suck each other off, any time they felt like it. Once, little Ginny had managed to suck her brother off 4 times in a night without waking the little boy up. Mike had never been able to return the favor though. Just one lick of her horny little snatch was enough to wake Ginny from the soundest sleep, and have her begging for Mike to finish the job. Occasionally, the two youngsters would try to fuck. George had given Mike some condoms; but his prick was much too big for the little girl; and besides, it didn't feel nearly as good. Mike said he'd rather fuck his fist, than use a rubber. Still, oral sex was pretty good; and the two children did amazingly well. Now Ginny found herself suddenly without a sex-partner, after getting used to having it on a regular basis. The little girl didn't even have Billy to fall back on. Billy and Cindy were spending the week at Marylin's place; meeting the girl's relatives, and making preparations for their wedding in two months. Billy had promised that he would come over, and "help out" his little sister, at least once a day; but that seemed like an awful long time to the little girl, between sexual-bouts. Especially, when she had been used to getting it three to five times a day. Cindy had noticed her little sister moping, and had volunteered to either help herself, or maybe have Mr. Stockdale help out. Ginny was thrilled with the idea of making love to Mr. Stockdale; but decided that she wanted her first time with the handsome schoolteacher to be "The real thing," not a hurried tongue-job. She did take up Cindy on her other offer; and found out that sex with another girl could be nice. Not as nice as with a man, but nice. Still, Cindy was spending most of her time with the older man, as the two of them tried to get John moved into the garage/apartment before the upcoming school year. 155 The first day, was only mildly frustrating to the little girl. Billy came over shortly after noon, and left the little girl weak and limp from climaxes in just half an hour. Cindy came into the little girl's bedroom after supper, and helped her little sister get off; before going to join John in the garage where they were going to try out the new bed that had just been installed. The next day was sheer sexual torture for the little girl. Cindy wasn't able to do much more that help finger her little sister off in the morning, before she and John Stockdale took off for a day of furniture-shopping. Billy called, in the afternoon, and said he wouldn't be able to come over until much later; because he and Marylin were going to go and visit one of her relatives. The day seemed to just drag to the horny little girl. It seemed that everyone was getting sex but her. She woke up in the morning, and heard her parents "tearing off a piece," as usual. At breakfast, a little later, the casual undress, of the family, that she had hardly noticed before, seemed almost designed to call attention to the sex she wasn't getting. To see Cindy, in the dishabille of her bra and panties; snuggling up to her handsome lover; with a wet-spot that stained the older girl's panties; proclaiming that they, at least, were not depriving each other; seemed almost like an affront to the child. Ginny loved her older sister; but she wished that, just this once, until Mike got back from vacation, the older girl would dress "decent". Ginny knew she wasn't being fair; but it seemed that life wasn't being "fair" to her either. After a bad start, things went downhill. First, Billy called, to tell the little girl he'd be late. He assured Ginny that he'd be over if he could. Already it was starting to sound bad. Then, after a quick "hand-job" from her big sister that barely took the edge off, Cindy and John took off shopping. After her father left for work, and her mother went grocery-shopping, Ginny found herself alone in the big house for the first time in almost a year. Ginny tried to watch television, but turned it off when it seemed that there was nothing on but daytime soaps with steamily-suggestive love scenes; and the commercials always showed big handsome men chasing drop-dead-gorgeous girls down some beach, where they ended up in a clinch. Ginny was almost going nuts. The little girl wandered around the house for a while. She actually stopped and cleaned up her room; she was that desperate. About noontime, Arlene called and asked if Ginny could fix herself a TV dinner for lunch; as she had met an old friend at the store; and the woman had invited her out to lunch at a restaurant. 156 After the thrill of being in charge of the house started to drag, Ginny found herself nosing around. She poked into her big brother's room, and found his stack of Playboy magazines. For a few minutes, she leafed through them, until the sexy girls, and handsome guys started to get her even more worked up. Ginny started to return the stack to where she got it, when a slimmer magazine slipped out. Ginny picked it up, and was about to slip it back in the pile, when she noticed that the girl on the cover of this magazine wore nothing but a grin, and a face-full of white stringy cum. Her big brother had left a porno magazine stuffed in with the Playboys. Unable to help herself, the little girl leafed through the skin-magazine. When she came to the picture of a girl who must not have been much older than Cindy, lying on her back, as a big handsome man knelt between her legs, squirting thick slippery ropes of cum into the hole that the girl was holding open with her fingers, Ginny couldn't take it any more. She leaned against the wall, and brought herself off with her fingers. This was not very satisfying; but it brought some relief. Hurriedly, Ginny stuffed her big brother's magazines back where she got them, and left the room, before she got any more frustrated. Continuing her "Poking-around," Ginny found herself in her parents' bedroom. Ginny hadn't been alone in her parents' bedroom for years. Thinking about it, she realized that she must have been only 5, the last time she had been in here alone. That was the last time she had slept with her parents. Ginny vaguely remembered that she used to sleep in her parents' bedroom, until she reached the age of 5; and then for some reason, she had stopped, and from then on, she had her own room. "I wonder what brought that thought up?" Ginny asked herself, as she continued her explorations. Ginny's attention was caught by the rack of books behind the headboard of the bed. If you knew Ginny, this would be no surprise. At the ripe old age of 9, Ginny was already showing signs of becoming a bookworm. Ginny started looking at the books her father kept handy. No porno stuff here, she thought. Her father didn't buy books to look at. When he bought a book, it was to read. Ginny started looking through the titles: Green Odyssey.....................something science-fictiony Stranger in a strange land........more science-fiction. Asimov's Guide to the Bible?......Funny, religion? Alice through the looking-glass...Ginny had already read it. Autobiography of a flea...........Ugh! Ginny hated insects. Lolita, the story of a young girl.This looks interesting. Ginny settled down on the bed to peruse the last book in the string. She liked stories of girls her age, but wondered why her father would read one. Lolita. Funny name for a girl. Ginny thought she remembered hearing the name of that book before, but the reference wouldn't come. Ginny popped a jellybean in her mouth from the candy-jar beside the bed, and settled in to read. 15 minutes later, her breath was coming fast, and she had to put the book down. This was a story about a young girl all right. A young girl who seduced her own father! Ginny pushed the book back in the shelf, and grabbed the one next to it. 157 "Autobiography of a flea. Sounds kind of dry, but I need something to take my mind off sex for a while," she thought to herself. "This ought to turn me off." She opened the book, and started to read. At first, it was kind of sick. Some kind of story about a flea, references to "bloodsuckers," and a young girl named Belle. After a while, it read more like a romance, than a story about fleas. It wasn't until she reached the point where the priest seduces the 14-year-old girl, that Ginny realized that this book was even hotter than the previous one. She hadn't realized that her daddy was a pervert, when it came to reading material. Still, these did make good reading. The trouble was, Ginny was already so hot she was about to explode. The last thing she needed, was a book to get her more aroused. Ginny wondered if her father was really interested in young girls. The books he read, seemed to suggest it. Maybe he'd be interested in her, if she acted sexy around him. It had been fun, what they did the other day; but her father had made no further advances to the little girl; so she figured he wasn't interested. Maybe she was wrong. Ginny determined to find out. Putting the books back, Ginny kept on looking. Wow! A string of videos, some of them obviously X-rated: Debbie does Dallas...The whole town? Deep throat..........No way! Taboo II.............Taboo? Sounds like a witch-doctor. Curious, Ginny turned on the bedside TV, and slipped the cartridge into the VCR slot. Somebody had been watching the film, and hadn't rewound it. Ginny was about to push the rewind button when the screen snapped into full color and sound, as the VCR slipped automatically into "PLAY". "I never saw anybody fuck their sister before." Ginny's hand snapped away from the rewind button as though it had been slapped. The little girl watched, as the madly fucking couple, on the screen worked towards their climax, encouraged by a younger girl who was obviously enjoying the show. "Oh! He is good, like you said he was," said the cute blonde, playing the role of "little sister," on the screen. Shortly, Ginny watched the older boy, as he tensed up, and began squirting sperm inside his "little sister". The boy pulled his cock out of the girl. His "sister" reached down, grabbed her "brother's" huge cock in her little hand, and milked several drops of creamy sperm onto her belly. Then the girl hurriedly pushed her "big brother's" still squirting cock back inside her vagina, where it belonged, and resumed fucking. Ginny turned the video off. This was the last straw. She was so horny; she could cry. In fact, she started to. Ginny blindly stuffed the cartridge back on the shelf, and ran to her own room, where she started bawling. "It just isn't Fair!" she said to herself. "Everybody else is getting it. Why can't I?" Snuffling, the little girl cried herself to sleep. By the time she woke up, her mother had returned, and the house was filling with wonderful aromas, as the little woman prepared dinner. Ginny resolved to ask her mother for help, After all, look what Arlene had done for Cindy. With this resolution, Ginny started to feel better, and headed for dinner. 158 As stated before, Arlene had a lot of empathy. However, you didn't need to be an empath, to see that there was something wrong with Ginny, as she dragged herself to the dinner table. The little girl's nose was red and swollen, her eyes were bloodshot, and there were wrinkles in her pretty little face that had obviously been put there when the little girl had fallen asleep with her face pressed into her teddy-bear. Ginny had outgrown the bear several years ago; but still turned to it when there was no one else. The smell of Arlene's cooking was usually enough to revive a faint heart; but the little woman could tell that this was no small matter. "What's the matter Ginny?" she inquired, her heart going out to her little girl. George paused, the cup of coffee halfway to his mouth. The distress of his smallest child almost broke his heart. The little girl always seemed so sad lately, but this was heartrending. He swore to himself, that if there was anything that he could do to help his little girl, it would get done. He wished he knew what to do to make the little girl happy. Lord knows he tried. He sometimes had nightmares, thinking that it was his fault, and that he was responsible for the child's distress. Ginny had been such a bright and cheerful child, during her first few years. Then, she had started losing the bright smile and sunny disposition. She had never caused any trouble. In fact, she was almost too well-behaved. It was almost as though she were working for some reward that never seemed to materialize. About 3 years ago, the little girl had started appearing in her parents' bedroom doorway, with a wistful, almost hopeful look in her face every night. When asked what she wanted, she would always reply, "Nothing Daddy. Love you," and retreat to her bedroom. This had gone on for a few months, until the child seemed to outgrow it. George and Arlene had discussed the matter; but if the little girl insisted that nothing was wrong, there wasn't much they could do. Still, the two adults worried, and watched their little offspring. The previous month, during what the whole family still referred to as "The Orgy," they had seen the first seemingly genuine smile on the little girl's face in years. Afterwards, Ginny had seemed to open up, and the wistful look had been receding, until tonight. George and Arlene had been looking forward to a quiet evening, with most of their children out of the house (Cindy had snuck over to John's apartment, for 1 last fling, before her "dry spell"). They planned to go over and help the Summers in some preliminary wedding preparations later, but had certainly not expected anything like this! 159 Ginny began sobbing, as she collapsed in her mother's arms. "I can't stand it," she wailed. "It's too much, getting it, then losing it." "Getting and losing what, Honey?" Arlene made a stab in the dark. "You mean sex?" she inquired. "That too," sniffled Ginny. "It's just that I got to sleep with Mike, and it felt so good to snuggle up with someone again. Someone who loved you, and was happy to make love to you. Now he's gone; Billy's gone; Cindy's gone; and I'm all alone!" The little girl burst out sobbing uncontrollably into her mother's hair. "Not getting any sex, doesn't help either," she continued after a minute. George looked at his wife. Arlene looked back. They both nodded. George coughed, and said. "We're here Honey. If it'd make you feel better, you can sleep with us 'til Mike gets back." "We'll also help you out with your other problem," assured Arlene. "Your father and I will help you get off. George can use a rubber, so you don't get pregnant. It's not as if you were a virgin." Ginny was so excited; she didn't bother to correct her mother's assumption. "You mean I can sleep with you, again?" she asked eagerly. "The whole night?" Ginny waited breathlessly for the answer. "Sure, why not?" said George, as he and Arlene both missed the significance of the little word "again," that meant so much to their little girl. "And Daddy'd have sex with me and everything?" "Well, not everything; we don't want you getting pregnant," laughed Arlene. "But, pretty much everything else. You'll have to wait until after we get back from the Summers' though. We promised to help out over there, this evening." "Oh thank you, Momma! But I don't mind. Daddy can get me pregnant if he want's to." The little girl kissed her astonished mother, and gave her such a bright sunny smile that it was hard to believe this was the same girl. Arlene was so surprised by her little girl's words, that for once in her 40-odd years, she was speechless. "Thank you too Daddy." Ginny dashed over to her father; plumped herself in his lap; and gave him such a loving look that his heart jumped in his chest. "Kiss me Daddy," the little girl begged. "Please?" George looked over at his wife, who was looking back at him with some amusement. He kissed his little girl. It started out as a peck, then a smooch, then a genuine kiss. George stopped for breath. "Whooo, Honey. You're getting your poor old father all excited," he warned. 160 "More Daddy, Please? Do it like you loved me. Like you do Momma. I love you so much, Daddy," the little girl implored, as she turned her angelic little face up for more. George looked at his wife, gave a shrugging motion. Arlene smiled back at him and nodded. "OK Hon," George told his overeager offspring, "but this'll have to do until after we get back. OK?" At the little girl's eager nod, he bent his lips down to his daughter's. It was like a shock went through both of them. Ginny opened her mouth, and got a mouthful of her father's tongue! Eagerly she kissed back. Her father was an even better kisser than Billy! Ginny explored her father's mouth with her tongue, while she felt the man's hands running up and down her almost naked little body, finally centering on her sensitive little breasts. The excitement, after a whole day of frustrations was too much for Ginny; the little girl began to climax, rubbing her overheated little snatch on her father's leg, as she desperately continued the kiss. Taking pity on his little girl, George slipped a finger up inside the child's climaxing little hole, and helped her work off her orgasm. The little girl was climaxing so hard, and squeezing his finger so hard, that it was almost as though she were still a virgin, he thought. Finally, Ginny came back to reality. "Thank you Daddy," she breathed. "You don't know how much I needed that." She gave her father a smile that almost blew him away. He hadn't seen a smile like that on Ginny's face since. . . George couldn't remember. "Oh, I've got some idea," chucked George; looking down at his lovely young daughter's creaming little slit, that had just been squeezing the heck out of his probing finger. "Now, let's eat dinner. That'll have to hold you until your mother and I get back tonight. Think you can wait 'til then?" Ginny nodded. After all, She'd been waiting for years; a few more hours would be easy. Ginny was wrong. After cleaning up the dinner dishes that her parents had left to her care, the time seemed to drag forever. If she hadn't known better, she would have sworn the clock stopped running every time she wasn't looking at it. And when she did look at it, the seconds seemed to take minutes, the minutes seemed like hours. "Christ!" The little girl swore to herself. Had only an hour passed since they left. It seemed like weeks! She tried to watch television, but the shows were all so boring, compared with what was coming. The little girl jittered around the house, until she decided she'd better settle down. Being nervous wasn't making the time go faster. Maybe if she read a book? 161 Ginny looked through her stock of books from the library. Somehow "The Babysitter's Club" sounded kind of asinine, when you might be making a baby yourself. Ginny decided to borrow one of her father's books. She brightened. That "Flea" book had been hot! Shortly, Ginny was ensconced in her bedroom; nightie pulled up around her waist; as she fingered herself off while reading the erotic book. When she got to the part where the Father impregnates his own daughter, thinking it was his neighbor-girl Belle, Ginny forced herself to a climax. "Whhaauuuh! WhOOOoooo," the little girl gasped, as she relaxed afterwards. Ginny felt so satisfied; she snuggled down into the thick furry bedspread. She was so relaxed; she found it hard to continue reading. The story continued on; about how the flea was so bored at the priest's sermon, that he went to sleep. Ginny followed suit. Two hours later George and Arlene returned, and found little Ginny fast asleep on her bed. The little girl made quite a picture. Just a little over 9 years old, her immature young body looked much too little for sex; but lying there, with her little fingers still stuck inside her pouting little slit, she made an erotic picture that would have had the dirty old men of the world squirting sperm all over, from just a look. Even on her own mother and father, the effect was terrific. "Whooo. Would you look at that?" said Arlene. George was already looking; and it was obvious to Arlene, that he was getting aroused. "Look at what she's reading," he gasped; pointing to the book dangling from their little girl's fingers. Arlene snickered. "I thought you were going to put that book away, where the kids couldn't find it." "I was, but then it seemed that the kids were all having sex anyway, so it didn't seem to matter anymore," replied George. "I suppose you're right," sighed Arlene. The two parents decided not to wake the little girl. Arlene took the book from the child's limp fingers, and placed it carefully on the nightstand. After all, it wasn't as if the little girl didn't know what sex was all about. Carefully, George pulled the bedspread over his sleeping little girl; taking one last horny look at the child's finger stuck up in the pouting lips of her immature young vagina. Taking a last deep breath, the two parents let themselves out of the little girl's room. "I saw you, you dirty old man. Sneaking peeks at your own little girl's snatch." Arlene's grin belied her angry words, as they got undressed. "Yeah, who was it earlier, who told the little girl that Daddy would take care of her sexually tonight?" responded George. 162 "Me. What's the matter big boy? Don't you think you're up to fucking your own little girl?" Arlene loved teasing her husband, and getting him hot. "Or maybe its me, that you're no longer able to service." "Think so huh? C'mere wench!" George grabbed his wife, and began kissing her. "Did you hear what Ginny said, when you told her that I'd help her out tonight?" he inquired, after a short tussle. "You mean when she said she didn't mind if you got her pregnant?" asked Arlene. "I bet that gave you a hard-on." "Almost made me cum in my pants, you mean," replied George. "If we hadn't promised to help out, over at the Summers' I'd probably have fucked the kid right there on the floor, and without any rubber either." "George! You wouldn't!" exclaimed Arlene, pretending to be shocked. George wasn't fooled. "Excites you, doesn't it Hon?" he asked. "Thinking of watching me impregnate that little girl. Here, why don't you pretend that you're Ginny, and Daddy's going to fuck you and try to get you pregnant?" Arlene dropped right into the role. "Oh Daddy," she squeaked, in a high little-girl voice. "Are you going to put that big thing in me tonight?" Even the thought was too much for George. Hurriedly he climbed aboard the little woman, and started fucking her for all he was worth. "Oh Ginny!" he exclaimed. "Daddy's cumming in his little girl." "Oh Daddy! Fuck me. Knock me up Daddy!" Arlene climaxed herself, as she felt a stream of her husband's sperm enter her belly; imagining it was her father, trying to get her pregnant. It was always a pleasure and a surprise to the woman, when she felt how much sperm the man always had to squirt in her belly. Now, imagining that her father was trying to impregnate her, the stream of slippery cum pouring into her womb made the hot woman climax like never before. It was several minutes before she came down from her peak. "Whooo, That was good," she finally said. "MMM Hmmm," replied George. Even imagining getting his little girl pregnant was too much. "Do you suppose she meant it?" he asked his wife. "Even if she did, you'd better not," replied Arlene. "I suppose you're right. Still, it was quite a turn-on." Arlene had to agree, but was so relaxed after her mighty orgasm that shortly, she fell asleep. George remained awake for a few more minutes. There was something about fucking little Ginny that was faintly disturbing; even though the little girl was already being fucked by her two older brothers, and obviously was willing. Tired, George couldn't quite put his finger on what was bothering him. . . something about sleeping with his little girl. . . George was asleep. 163 Ginny was having the old dream again. She was sleeping, next to her father, when she felt his cock growing between her legs. This part of the dream was always the same. The little girl reached down, and grabbed her father's growing penis, and slid it up against her little hole. Gooey liquid began seeping from the little slit on the end; and Ginny started smearing it all over the man's prick; making the whole thing wet and slippery. She then tightened her legs up around her father's big cock, and began riding it like a horse. Back and forth, back and forth the big cock went between her legs. By this time, Ginny was starting to get wet herself. She began pushing her father's penis up against her tiny little hole; and using her hands to jack him off. It was at this point, that the two endings to the dream varied. Tonight, Ginny was lucky. It was the happy ending. As Ginny jacked her father off (in her dream) she felt his big penis suddenly grow even bigger. Hurriedly, the little girl pushed her father's suddenly spewing cock up against her little hole; and felt suddenly wet and slippery inside, as her father sent gush after gush of warm greasy sperm up inside his own little girl's receptive young belly. Ginny was proud of herself, taking her father's sperm inside her. She knew her father squirted this white stuff up inside her mother, to make a baby. She was so happy that he'd want to do it to her also. At this point in her dream, Ginny would usually fall asleep; with her father's potent sperm trapped inside her tight little hole. Suddenly Ginny woke up. She remembered the dream. Only Ginny knew it hadn't been a dream. It had actually happened. Many times. The little girl had been only 5 years old, when she found out that her father was subject to almost nightly wet- dreams; and she had started taking advantage of the fact. For almost a month, the little girl had jacked her father off into her tiny little belly, in the middle of the night. Ginny also remembered the nightmare. One night, her father had started to squirt his sperm inside her; when something about his dream made him think he was fucking his wife when they were younger. Ginny could tell, by the mumbles her father made about "Arlene, Honey, take it inside you. Please?" Suddenly, Ginny felt her father's penis pushing up against her little hole with a force never felt before. Each copious squirt of her father's sperm inside the child lubricated the man's penis more, until it actually started to stretch her tiny little hole, and go inside. "Ow! Daddy, Go easy. I'm not Mommy, you know." The loving words of the little girl woke up her father. He was still in the throes of a mighty climax. He looked down, and saw himself pumping the last of his incestuous sperm right up inside the welcoming belly of his tiny little 5-year-old girl. George had been horrified. 164 Ginny had never seen her father so mad. She didn't know that his anger was all directed at himself, not at her. All the little girl knew, was that her father was obviously extremely angry about something. The next thing she knew, the little girl was in her own room, where she had never really slept before in her life. From then on, her father's bed was forbidden to her. Ginny later figured that her father was mad at her for crying out. After all, she had been jacking him off for a month, and he had never complained; so she figured that what was different, was that she had complained, when he tried to put his cock up inside her. Ginny wished she could go back, and let him do it to her again. She swore to herself she'd never complain, no matter how much it hurt. She knew she'd give anything to feel that her father loved her again. Ginny had always adored her father, and would have done anything for him. Now, to know that her father was mad at her, since he wouldn't let her sleep with him anymore was devastating to the little girl. For weeks afterwards, she had begged him to let her sleep with him, but he was adamant. There was nothing the little girl could say to get him to change his mind. Ginny decided that she had to earn her father's love again; so the little girl set out to try and make it up to him any way she could. She figured that if she was good enough, maybe someday, her father would let her sleep with him again. For one whole year, Ginny had worked at being the best little girl a father could have. Each night, she had paused at her parents' bedroom door, in the hope that they would invite her back inside again. Each night, the hope had been in vain. After the first week, George had figured that the little girl knew why he didn't let her sleep with him; he was so scared of hurting his little girl. As it was, he began to worry that he might have scarred the little girl mentally, by fucking her. Every once in a while, he would wonder if her moodiness was because she was worried he might try it again. Therefore, George did his best to distance himself from the little girl; scared about what he might do to her, if he found himself alone with the child; not realizing that this made it look to Ginny as though her father didn't love her anymore. After a while, Ginny stopped trying to make her father love her again. She could tell it was hopeless. Her father obviously still cared for her, somewhat; but he was never close like before. Her little heart kept on aching; and the night that she had "goofed-up" was burned into her memory forever. Most children don't remember things that happen when they are 5, but Ginny knew that she would remember every detail of that night until the day she died. She knew she couldn't go back and undo what happened that night; but she swore that if she ever got a chance, she wouldn't cry out, even if her father killed her in the process. 165 Now suddenly, Ginny felt like she was in heaven. Her father loved her again. He said so. More important, he had acted like it. He hadn't pushed her away, when she kissed him. In fact, he had kissed her back in a manner that was guaranteed to make little Ginny's heart jump for joy. Not only that, but he had told her that she could sleep with him again; and that he would make love to her, when she was ready. Ginny was suddenly wide awake. "Oh my GOD!" she thought to herself, "What am I doing here!" Terrified by the thought of possibly sleeping through the one chance that she might have to get her beloved father back; Ginny quietly got up and crept down the hall. Peeping in the doorway of her parents' room, Ginny paused. "What if she was too late." The thought was terrifying. "Daddy," she called out tentatively. No answer. "Daddy." The little girl's heart was in her mouth, as she called louder. "Nnnn?" came the sleepy voice from the bed, "What is it Ginny?" "You said I could sleep with you, tonight." Ginny held her breath. She knew that either heaven or hell was waiting for her tonight. "N,Kay Honey. Slide in." It was heaven! Ginny crept over to her father's side of the bed; lifted the covers; and slid her (deliberately naked) little body in alongside her father's. It was no surprise to the little girl to feel her father's skin touching hers. She knew both of her parents slept naked all the time. Most of the people in the house went naked at night. There was no nudity taboo in the Macon household. George was shocked at the sensual feel of his little girl's naked skin next to his. His cock immediately rose to attention. After all, feeling his little girl naked next to him, after the fantasy that he and his wife had played out earlier would have been stimulation enough to give a statue a hard-on, let alone a man as oversexed as George Macon. He started to pull away, so as to not frighten the child. Ginny was not going to have any of it. After finally getting to sleep with her father, she didn't want him halfway across the bed. "Please Daddy?" she pleaded. "Snuggle up to me?" George was stymied. "But Ginny," he started. "I've got. . ." How does one tell his little 9-year-old daughter, that he had an erection? "Don't be silly Daddy, I've seen it before. Even had it inside me," Ginny ended with a giggle. George decided that his little girl's words made sense, and "snuggled up". Ginny reached down, placed her father's big cock between her legs, "Where it belonged," and slid off into the best sleep she had in years. 166 George took a little longer, but somehow it felt right to be snuggled up to his little girl. Even with his big cock pushing up against the child's open vagina; and his big burly arm wrapped around the little girl's sleeping young body, feeling her immature young breasts brushing again his arm; it still seemed right. George slipped off to sleep also. Later that night, Ginny started having the old dream again. She was sleeping, next to her father, when she felt his cock growing between her legs. This time, the dream was subtly dif ferent. When her father's cock started leaking slippery liquid, instead of jacking him off, Ginny rubbed her father's leaking penis all over her hot little hole, and pushed it up inside! Expecting the nightmare to start, Ginny was surprised. It didn't hurt! The shock was enough to wake the little girl up completely. It wasn't a dream! Little Ginny felt stuffed, but no pain. Her father's cock had vanished a third of the way up inside the little girl; and the man was sliding it in and out, as the man copulated with his own little 9-year-old girl in his sleep. Ginny was ecstatic! Her father was fucking her; and it didn't hurt. There were little twinges, each time her father's big cock pushed up against her hymen; but it didn't hurt! She had forgotten that she had already taken her father's cock inside her the week before; so it shouldn't have been a surprise; but fresh from her dream, Ginny had expected it to hurt, like it always did in the nightmare. Ginny settled down, and enjoyed the pleasure of feeling her father's big cock sliding in and out of her vagina. Shortly, Ginny felt her father's dream come to a "climax," as did he. Her father's penis suddenly got bigger inside the little girl, and began spewing glob after big sticky glob of warm greasy sperm in the little girl's belly. Squirt after squirt. Ginny felt bloated with her father's precious seed. The man's prick finally subsided; and George slipped back into a deeper sleep; with his cock still resting in the child's vagina, acting as a plug. Ginny slipped back to sleep herself. It was so wonderful to enjoy the slippery feeling of having her own father's precious sperm warming up her insides, once again. Only now, she got to feel her father's big cock stretching her little vagina as well. The soothing feeling of her father's warm cum inside her tight little belly, put the little girl back in slumberland. As mentioned before, George was oversexed. Even Arlene couldn't keep up with him. Even after fucking his beautiful wife 2 to 4 times a day, he still sometimes had to jack-off in the middle of the day, and he still had enough left over for a wet- dream or two in the middle of the night. When he was younger, it had taken 6 or 7 bouts of sex per day to ease his horny urges. Now, approaching middle-age, George had "slowed up" to where he only needed 4 or 5. 167 The man felt lucky to have a wife as understanding as Arlene. The woman only needed sex herself, about once every other night; but over the years, George had managed to persuade the woman to help him out at least twice a day. "Once in the night, and outen the light. Once in the morning, a new day a borning," as the old saying went. The rest of the time, George "made do" with "Mrs. thumb, and her four daughters." Arlene was understanding; and left him alone when he needed it. Even after all this, George still had enough left over for nocturnal emissions or "wet-dreams" as it were. Tonight, George was about to set some new kind of record. Feeling his little girl's vagina quietly squeezing his penis, kept giving the man new dreams, each one hornier than the last. Three more times during the night, his cock expanded in his daughter's vagina, and sent a fresh burst of potent seed up inside his little girl. Each time, the sensations would wake Ginny up for a moment, until she realized it was just her father ejaculating his slippery cum inside her belly where it belonged. Then the child would relax. The comfortable feeling of having her own father's incestuous sperm warming the inside of her belly would soothe the little girl back to sleep. George woke up from one of the hottest dreams he had ever had. His little girl Ginny had sneaked into bed with him, pushed his big cock up inside her squeezing little vagina, and was begging him to get her pregnant. George pushed up inside the little girl, and enjoyed the feeling of her tight little vagina clasping around the head of his prick. "My God, this dream feels real!" he thought; as the little girl's vagina gave his cock a squeeze that threatened to have him spouting sperm in the child's belly, before he even got properly started. George ran his hands down his little girl's side; feeling her shiver with excitement. The sensations were too real. All of a sudden, the previous night came back to the man with a rush. This was Ginny in bed with him! And, from the feel of her squishy little pussy, he had already ejaculated at least once inside the little girl during the night. George suddenly blushed as he recalled some of the dreams he had been having during the night. Had he actually done that to little Ginny? He decided not; but knew he must have fucked the child at least once, in his sleep. The thought, of fucking his little 9-year-old girl in his sleep; and her not objecting, was so stimulating, that he had to fuck her again. George started sliding his cock in and out of his little girl's belly. Ginny felt the change in her father. The man was no longer asleep, and he was fucking her! Ginny felt like her little heart would melt. Her father loved her. He wanted to fuck her. The thought, that she might get pregnant, was more of a thrill, at the thought that she could carry a baby for her beloved father, than fright at the thought of the dangers. "Oh Daddy! Fuck me. Please fuck me Daddy." The little girl's voice came out in a plea. 168 "OK, Honey, but let's do it right, this time," said George, as he turned the little girl over. The sight of his little 9-year-old girl, lying on her back, arms outstretched, begging her own father to fuck her, was almost too exciting to believe. George climbed between his little girl's legs; put his swollen cock up against the little hole that was still dripping obscene gobs of her own father's incestuous sperm; and pushed it all the way home in a rush. "AAhhyeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEE!!" The shrill scream came as a complete shock to all three occupants of the bed. Ginny had been feeling nothing but pleasure from her father's penis; and had never expected it to hurt like this. The little girl just knew her father had torn her insides. She was sure that she was going to die from internal bleeding. Right now, she could feel the flow of blood, mixing with her father's seed, oozing from her torn little belly. Dying however, was not what frightened the little girl the most. She had blown it again! She had sworn that she wouldn't cry when her father made love to her, like she did last time; and now she had not only cried, she had screamed! Now her father would never forgive her, she thought. Knowing she had only a little time left, before she died, made the little girl desperate. She had to get her father's forgiveness before she died. "I'm sorry Daddy," the little girl pleaded. "I didn't mean to cry. Please forgive me Daddy. Please?" The begging of the little girl turned into heartbreaking sobs. George had been shocked, when he felt his little girl's hymen give way before his powerful lunge. He had thought the little girl had lost her virginity several weeks ago, to one of her older brothers. He would never have taken the child in such a violent manner; and certainly not without warning her; had he known that she was still a virgin. "I'm sorry Ginny," he apologized, "I just didn't know." He barely noticed the pleading words of his little girl; thinking that she was telling him how much it hurt. Arlene had been sleeping, when the frightened cry of her child woke her up. She looked over at the obscenely coupled pair on the bed beside her, where the two lovers were both so busy apologizing, that neither one heard a word the other was saying. "George!" she exclaimed. "What in the world, are you doing to that little girl?" This shut George up. 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