Message-ID: <3617eli$9709021638@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: mccoyf@millcomm.com (Frank McCoy) Subject: **NEW** HERFAULT.TXT 14K "All Her Fault" (mf, cons, incest, pedo, preg) 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: <199709020132.UAA13420@midas.millcomm.com> All Her Fault An Erotic Story It's all Linda's fault. It has to be. She's to blame. If it wasn't for her, none of this would have happened. It all started when we moved into our first house. I had a new job and wasn't making a fortune, so we bought small - a two- bedroom bungalow. That was great, for a while. When Jenny was born, we set up the spare bedroom as a nursery. A year later, Freddy came along. He went in there as well. Two years later, when Lisa showed up, things hadn't improved much at work, so we had to make do. She stayed in our bedroom until Linda surprised me with Amy, then she got moved into "the kids' bedroom", as we called it. So, we had Jenny, 6, Freddy, 5, Lisa, 3, and a new baby. With the recession and cutbacks and everything else, my job didn't get much better over the years, but we managed. Buying a new place was out of the question. And when Amy got big enough to notice things, we had to move her into the kids' bedroom as well. They all got along about as well as can be expected . . . considering. One thing that bothered me was that my wife installed two double beds in there, instead of two sets of bunk beds. I know, I know, she got a great deal when she bought them, and we couldn't afford anything more expensive, but I'm sure she could have found something else if she really tried. Well, about three years ago, the company I work for went through a huge expansion, and I got several fast promotions, with raises to go along with them. We could finally afford a bigger house. Linda came up with excuse after excuse for why we couldn't do it - she didn't want to move the kids away from their friends, didn't want to move away from her friends in the neighborhood, didn't want to make them change schools, wanted to save until we could afford a really nice house, couldn't find anything that was just right, and so on, and so forth. Like I said - excuses. I was starting to get concerned because the kids were getting older and starting to get curious about certain things, but Linda made light of my worries. She tried to convince me that the kids were just kids and nothing would ever happen. HAH! Of course I didn't push things, because when we moved in together we agreed that I was the breadwinner and took care of things outside the house, and she was the homemaker and would take care of things inside the house. I learned to keep my mouth shut. About a year and a half ago, I started getting even more suspicious when I noticed she spent quite a bit of time hovering around the door to the kids' bedroom. She said nothing was going on and it was all my imagination, of course. Riiiight - and I'm actually a little green space alien. My nose told me otherwise. Occasionally, so did my ears. Linda denied everything. 1 Well, the kids caught her looking the odd time. They caught me too, but only when Linda was already peeking through the door. With Jenny, the oldest, leading the way, they started getting more adventurous. They started changing into their PJ's earlier and earlier. Jenny started wearing sexier nighties, and soon Lisa started following suit. One day, Jenny came out for dinner wearing a baby-doll without any panties. You could see her puffy nipples and the few hairs that had starting growing on her otherwise bald cunny, but Linda never said a word. Of course the next night, Lisa had to copy her big sister. Freddy, naturally, took to wandering around in nothing but his jockeys. I know Linda saw his frequent erections, because I saw her staring at them when she didn't think anyone was watching her. What was going through her mind? I have no idea. The kids got wilder and wilder. They started leaving their bedroom door open. They started copping feels right in front of their mother. They started going to and from the bathroom nude. And Linda? She kept her mouth shut. I do know she had that little birds and bees talk with the two older girls, the same as I did with Freddy, so they knew what the consequences could be. When I asked Linda about getting the girls on the pill, she said sure - as soon as they turned sixteen, and not a day earlier, and then only if they wanted to. Somehow I doubt they will. What finally convinced me that Linda knew exactly what was going on, but was intentionally turning a blind eye to the activities, was the fact that whenever the kids did something particularly outrageous, she would fuck my brains out as soon as she could drag me into the bedroom. She also started getting lax about closing our bedroom door around that time too. Well, Jenny and Freddy kept pushing Linda's limits, just to see how far they could go. How far did they go? Try this on for size. One day, after dinner, we were all sitting around watching TV. Linda and I are on the couch. Freddy's in one easy chair wearing his boxers. Lisa and Amy are on the recliner, one in her shorty nightie, the other wearing nothing but her panties. And Jenny? She's lying on the floor on her tummy, facing the TV, wearing nothing but a smallish T-shirt, with her legs spread wide apart. Of course, everybody can see her bare bottom and cunny, but she's been showing those off for months without Linda saying anything. During a commercial, Jenny went into the kitchen and got herself a drink and when she came back, she sat in the easy chair with Freddy. Well, actually, she sat in his lap. They squirmed around a bit, then settled back and watched the show. Don't ask me what was on, because I don't have a clue. I was watching them. You see, the way she sat on him, it looked almost exactly like she sat right on his cock. A few minutes later, I knew she sat on his cock because her legs spread out a bit and you could see it sticking right up into the little girl's cunny. 2 Linda saw everything, of course, and never said a word. She wouldn't. She was pretending nothing was happening. Even when the kids started squirming around, she didn't say anything. How she managed to pretend not to notice their grunting and groaning, I don't know. And when Freddy filled his sister's tight little cunny with his baby-juice, Linda had to know what was happening. Hell, I was on the far end of the couch and I could see the ripples running up from the bottom of his cock, and the white stuff oozing out around the edges. The next night, it was Lisa's turn. She sat on Freddy's lap while we were all watching TV, made sure everybody was watching when she spread her legs and put his cock in her cunny, and then slid up and down on her brother's prick until he squirted millions of sperm up into her vulnerable young womb. After that, when nobody said anything, it was almost a nightly occurrence. Sometimes Jenny went first, but usually it was Lisa - she had the earlier bed time. They each made a big show of it every time, climbing up on her brother's lap, pulling his cock out of his shorts, leaning back against him, spreading their legs wide so everyone had a good view, then slowly and noisily squirming down until his cock was as far into their little cunnies as it could go. They were both making sure that their father, mother, and sisters could all tell they were having full vaginal intercourse with their own brother. Of course Linda pretended not to notice; though how she could ignore the frantic grunts, groans, and pants, as our son's prick bulged with incestuous cum, and the boy filled his own sister's unprotected sex with sperm, is beyond me. Little Amy usually had her nose a good two or three inches away from where either of her sisters and her brother were joined. Sometimes Linda had to get her to move because she was blocking her view; not in so many words of course. It was enough for Linda to just say Amy's name. Afterwards, the girls would go back to watching TV as if nothing had happened. Neither girl ever bothered to clean up either; just lying there with big sticky gobs of her brother's potent seed slowly oozing in thick white drops from her well-used little vagina. Both girls seemed to like lying there with their legs spread so the whole family could see the slimy white pool of her own brother's seed slowly soaking into her unprotected belly. How do I know they were unprotected? Believe me, they weren't (protected, that is). You see, this morning, when the kids were all getting ready for school, I took some pictures so I'd be able to remember this moment forever. I took Jenny's picture first. By now she's given up wearing anything until she has to get ready for school. She's in grade 8, and all she can wear are really loose clothes. If you turn her sideways like I did, she looks like she swallowed a medicine ball. Her little tummy sticks way, way out, and her tiny little breasts look like two halves of a lemon stuck on a skinny little chest. She takes after her mother - short and slender. 3 Lisa is the same that way, short and skinny. Only she's still completely bald between her legs, and her breasts are nothing more than two swollen nipples. I don't know how she's managing to still fit into her nightie though; because she looks like she swallowed a volleyball. My guess is she's about two months behind her older sister. Hers is due before the end of summer, so our middle daughter won't even be in the sixth grade when she has her big brother's baby. And Linda? She still hasn't said a damned word about either one. All she did say was that she was glad she finally decided to have another one. She's due about three months after Lisa. No, it's mine for sure. Does she know the kids are pregnant? Well, last night Lisa sat with her on the couch, and Linda spent most of the night rubbing our ten year old daughter's big, fat tummy. Then she dragged me off to bed and made me pump three loads of semen into her snatch before she was satisfied. Now I'm wondering when Amy is going to catch. Our little girl might only be seven; but last night, while Linda was rubbing Lisa's big belly, Amy took her first turn on Freddy's lap. Yep, the whole way. Cock in cunny, gasping, wheezing, groaning, and ending with a load of her big brother's sperm as far up her tight little cunny as his cock could reach. The big blobs that oozed out of her cunny that night were all various shades of pink; so everyone knew it was the little girl's first time. Linda watched the whole thing of course, but never said a word; not even when Freddy grunted and shoved his prick to the root in the little girl's belly, while from the frantic rutting of the two children, and the white smear around the base of his prick, you knew the teenager was doing his best to father a child on the little 7-year-old; just like he had already done with the little girl's two older sisters. Even from my viewpoint I could see my son's prick bulge at least three or four times, while he emptied himself into his little sister's belly. I almost came in MY shorts; as the obscene sight of a teenaged boy pumping a baby in his own 7-year-old little sister was almost too erotic to believe. Of course, (as I said before) Linda never said a word; or seemed to notice a thing . . . even though she was a lot closer to the two kids, and had a much better view of the 'action' than I did. So, with her horny big brother pumping his sperm into her cute little tummy too, it's only a matter of when, not if, Amy starts swelling up, just like her big sisters. And, if she takes after her mother, she might just catch before she turns nine. I can just imagine her swollen out to here, just like her big sisters, long before she gets out of the third grade. With any luck, maybe even sooner; as Amy started having cramps (not really periods yet) about two months ago, while Linda didn't start doing even that, until she was almost a year older. 4 Are things going to change after the new batch of kids are born? Not by much, I'll bet. You see, we are buying a new house - Linda suddenly doesn't have any excuses - but it's only got three bedrooms, and Linda says that's enough - one for the two of us, one for the babies, and one for the kids. I have the feeling I'm going to be up to my hipwaders in young'uns before our first four kids are finished high school. By THAT time, who knows what THEIR kids will be up to, with the older kids as an example anyway. I know that Linda doesn't plan on buying separate beds for them, any more than she did for Freddy and his three sisters. Like I said, it's all Linda's fault. She's the one that let things get so out of hand. After all, she runs the house. I don't have a thing to say about what the kids do. If she doesn't object to what our children do, then what can I say? Linda is the one who started the whole thing in the first place, by having the children sleep together; and she's the one who doesn't seem to mind Freddy breeding all three of his sisters like some stud horse. Of course, she never seems to notice him doing it either. Yeah, right. SURE she doesn't know what's going on. In a pig's eye. Of all my sisters, Linda is definitely the weirdest. 5 -- +--------------' 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> /