Message-ID: <3796eli$9709062210@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: mccoyf@millcomm.com (Frank McCoy) Subject: REPOST: PAPARAPE.TXT 22K "Grandpa's Rape" (Mf, cons, incest/nc?, pedo, preg, rape?) 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: <199709060445.XAA28370@midas.millcomm.com> This story is based on a scene from someone-else's story. Usually, my stories are based completely on things I have done, or seen, or thought about. But mostly, they are based on wet- dreams. I wake up in the morning with a hard-on, and a story- line in my head. Right now, I have five such, waiting to be strung together, but I know that I'll lose the trail of at least two, before I get them written. To continue: This story, ("Brown-Nosing" by Phil Phantom) was a slightly non-consensual story about a family that let their boss rape their daughters. Not normally the story-type that turns me on, but sexy and fairly well written. (Unlike many of the stories on the net.) After reading it, I got to thinking: "What if it wasn't her husband's boss, but a family-member, and what if there were 3 girls, instead of 2, and what if they WANTED to be raped, and what if. . ." By the next morning, I had my usual wet-dream, based around that one scene. This story is the result. The names have been changed; the scene has changed; the character types have changed. The ending is different. Even the rape isn't really "rape," as all the girls in this story actually want what they get. By getting their grandfather to "rape" them, they don't have to feel guilty about having the sex they really want. You'll notice, that there are no bruises, and no screams. I only hope the original author doesn't mind a little scene-stealing. If you don't like stories of family-members, or little girls having sex, then skip this one. NN NN OOOOOO TTTTTTTT IIIIII CCCCCC EEEEEEEE NNN NN OO OO TT II CC CC EE NNNN NN OO OO TT II CC EE NN NN NN OO OO TT II CC EEEEE NN NNNN OO OO TT II CC EE NN NNN OO OO TT II CC CC EE NN NN OOOOOO TT IIIIII CCCCCC EEEEEEEE DON'T LET YOUR KIDS SEE THIS! And don't try this at home, these are trained professionals. You, or someone you love could get hurt, if this isn't done under expert supervision. Anyone doing anything, and trying to point to this, as an example, is full of horse-turds. This is a story. It is not a recommendation, of something to do. In fact, I strongly urge anyone even contemplating doing the things suggested by this story to seek professional help. In a hurry! Final warning! This story contains mostly straight sex, between a man and a several young girls. It involves incest, and is definitely NOT "safe-sex" as the girls gets pregnant. Yes knocked-up, baby-time. If you're still reading this, you must like such stories. Grandpa's Rape An Erotic Story I watched my father-in-law go down the hall. Frank and I exchanged smiles. We thought of what his father would soon be doing. Curiously, he opened every door and peeked in on his way toward us. When he came to the girls' room, I nudged Frank and said, "Honey, he's looking in the girls' room. Honey! He just went into the girls' room!" Frank turned to look but only saw a closed door. Seconds later, light filtered under that door. I took Frank's hand and cried, "Frank, do something." "What?" "You can't leave him in there." "Honey, you heard what he said. He's just going to show Karen and the other girls what happens to little girls who dress like that. He'll probably just spank her, or something" "Frank, he may be raping one of our daughters right this minute." "If anything, he's just fooling around with Suzy. He won't hurt her. Whatever he does, I'm sure she'll love it. I'm not going to stop his fun, to save her modesty or virtue, neither of which she ever had to start with." We sat in silence, listening. We heard no screams; but five minutes after his entrance, we heard noises such as would be made by a heavy person on a child's bed. I hung my head in my hands and thought the worst, wondering why Karen or Ginny hadn't come screaming from the room. The old man was in their room for almost thirty minutes. He emerged with his shirt open, his tails out, his fly down, and belting his belt. I watched him dress there in the hall and return to the table with a shit-eating grin. He took a long swallow of beer, patted me and Frank on the back and said, "Well, I think she knows now, what to expect, when she dresses like that." Pops grabbed his coat and headed down to the guest room, leaving us speechless. We watched the door to the girls' room, expecting one, two, or all three girls to come crying to us. We were both in a high state of anxiety, just waiting. After ten minutes, I couldn't take anymore. The light was still on, and the door was partially open. I eased up on it and peeked in through the crack. What I saw nearly made me shit. Karen was tied naked, spread-eagled to her four-poster bed with two pillows under her ass. She had her panties stuffed in her mouth and pantyhose secured her arms and legs. Suzy knelt on Karen's bed by her sister's hip, and amused herself by dipping her fingers in the mess oozing from her big sister's freshly-fucked pussy, while Ginny looked on goggle-eyed. I watched Suzy smear those juices over Karen's breasts as Karen struggled futilely. Ginny just stared, from her bed. I backed away and went for Frank. Frank eased up and took in the astonishing sight. We watched for several minutes, then returned to the dining room. I said, "Christ, Frank, can you believe the nerve of your own father? He just raped our little girl." 1 "His nerve, what about Suzy's. She seems quite pleased by the deal." "Karen's going to kill her when she gets untied." "Not if we leave the girls alone for a while." "Frank, you're not suggesting we let Suzy keep doing that." "Come on, Bonnie. What's the harm?" I smiled. We went back and watched. Suzy never looked our way and was having herself a ball at Karen's expense. Karen stopped her struggles after a while, giving herself over to her sister's lewd fondling, while Ginny continued to watch. After a few minutes, Karen seemed to welcome the abuse. Her hips rose to meet Suzy's fingers. We waited until Suzy induced an orgasm in Karen, then made our presence known. I made Suzy get down, then started checking Karen's bindings to be sure they weren't too tight. Frank checked her feet, looking between her legs the whole time. We didn't untie her, but I did remove the gag. Karen said, "Mom, Grandpa raped me." I said, "Yes, we know dear," as I tidied up the bed and tucked my daughter in, bonds and all. If her grandfather planned on "seconds" she'd be ready. There was no reason for the girl to be cold though. "But Mom! Grandpa came in me, and everything!" "Of course he did dear. If a man's going to rape you, you don't expect him to pull out do you?" I asked reasonably. "But Mom! What if I'm pregnant?" Karen was almost in tears. "Well, I certainly hope so," I said. "What's the point in getting raped, if you don't get knocked up?" Karen gaped at me. "I'm sure your grandfather will be back tomorrow, to make sure, if you're not," I said to her astonishment, as I kissed her on the forehead. "Momma, aren't you going to untie me?" came Karen's wail, as we left. "Your grandfather left you tied up, for a reason dear," I pointed out. "Those pillows will help your grandfather's sperm soak in your womb, so you'll have a better chance of getting pregnant. Oh, and that reminds me. . ." I grabbed the panties, and stuffed them back into Karen's suddenly gaping jaw. "He probably will want you all ready for him, when he comes back later," I finished, as I tied the gag carefully, so she couldn't work it out. "I'm sure your grandfather will untie you for breakfast." I tucked Suzy in and kissed her smiling face. She looked into my eyes and said, "He raped her good, Mom." I smiled and turned out the light. That night, shortly after 1:00 AM, we heard Frank's father get up, and go down the hall. Pops went right to the girls' room. Frank got up and listened, then returned to our bed and informed me that his father was at it again. We listened for ten minutes, got turned on, and screwed for the next ten. Pops went back to bed at about two-thirty. 2 I went down to comfort Karen, and found Suzy bound, gagged, and leaking her own grandfather's sticky white sperm from her tight little cunny. Karen was untied, and stood over her little sister, smiling down, but refusing to assist in freeing her. She told me that her grandfather said that he was finished for the night, and had left her to deal with her sister. Since their grandfather said it was OK, I untied Suzy; tucked my little darlings in and turned out the light. As I left, Ginny called to me. "Momma," she said, "I don't want to have a baby." Her eyes were as big as saucers, from watching her older sisters get raped. I assured the little girl that her grandfather would probably leave her alone, as she was much younger than either of her sisters. "But Momma," she asked plaintively, "what if he doesn't?" I told her, that she could always scream if he tried, and she didn't want it. Neither of her sisters had raised a ruckus, so Pops had felt it was OK. Slightly reassured, Ginny snuggled down to sleep. Still, somewhat worried, I went back to our bedroom, and discussed the matter with my husband. "Frank," I said, "what if he tries to rape Ginny? Do we stop him? I'll tell you this much, if I hear her screaming, that's it!" Frank assured me that his father wouldn't hurt Ginny. "After all," he said, "she's only 9 years old, and still a virgin." I reminded my husband, that the little girl was already having periods, and that, "Old enough to bleed. . ." ". . . is old enough to breed," he finished for me. "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to Ginny, or any of the girls for that matter, that they don't really want." Only a little bit reassured, we both tried to go to sleep. The thought of our little girls in the other room, with their grandfather's seed slowly soaking into their vaginas, was too much, however. When I thought about little Ginny, and the fact that she COULD get pregnant, it was WAY too much. The thought of the little 9-year-old girl's cute little belly being grossly swollen with her own grandfather's baby was too exciting. I reached for Frank, and found him thinking the same thoughts. We fucked like bunnies for the next 20 minutes, pretending that I was Ginny, and he was his father, getting the little girl pregnant. As I was relaxing down into sleep afterwards, I drowsily murmured, "Even so, he'd better not!" Frank told me not to worry, that he'd make sure that Pops didn't hurt our little girl. Well, either he did, or Pops knew better, because that night when we got home from work, we found both Karen and Suzy lying tied-up with their grandfather's fresh sperm leaking out of their tight little slits. Ginny hadn't been touched. Ginny said that her grandfather went out for a while, but he had left Karen and Suzy tied up for us to see. He wanted us to untie them, so we'd be sure to know just what it was, that he was doing to our little girls. 3 This went on for the next two weeks. Pops only missed two nights. By the third night, Pops stopped shutting the door, and we'd sometimes watch him fuck first one child, and then the other. The old man never pulled out, always squirting his sperm as far up inside our little girls' vaginas as he could. We knew the old man was doing his best to impregnate both of them. Ginny was happy at first, that she wasn't getting raped like her older sisters. After a the first week though, she began to act depressed about the fact that Karen and Suzy were leaving her behind again; treating her like a "little kid." When I mentioned this to my husband, he said, "Well, you know what we could do about it." At first, I was shocked, but after a bit I decided, "Well, why not?" So we did it. The next night, before Pops headed down to the girls' room, I fixed him some pie to keep him busy while Frank and I set things up. We sent Karen and Suzy downstairs, and each of us took one of Ginny's arms. Before the little girl could object, Frank had picked her up bodily, while I stripped her panties off. "Momma, whammph!" said the little girl, as I stuffed her panties in her mouth. Her eyes suddenly got big, as she realized what was about to happen. Before she could even start to fight, Frank and I had her spread-eagled on her bed, naked. We tied her arms and legs to the bed, and left her there. Ginny struggled for a minute, then gave up, when she found that she couldn't get loose. We were just in time. My father-in-law was just coming down the hall, unbuckling his pants as he came. Frank and I both ducked back into our bedroom. We both knew his father planned on fucking at least one of our daughters, and probably two of them. We figured he'd be happy to see the present we had left him. He was. He came back down the hall, and stuck his head in. "You guys are all-right!" he said, before returning to our daughters' bedroom. Frank and I looked at each other. This, we decided, we had to see. We may have missed out on Pops' first time with our other two daughters, but they had both been fucked before. Ginny was still a virgin! Besides, we wanted to make sure Frank's father didn't really hurt the little girl, even by accident. It was already crowded in the doorway. Karen and Suzy were both staring in their bedroom, at their grandfather and little sister. What the heck. I motioned for everyone to go in, so we could all watch closely. Pops didn't seem to mind. In fact, he seemed to like the idea of us all watching him fuck the little girl for the first time. When we came in, the old man was licking Ginny between the legs; trying to get her excited for her first fuck. At first, she resisted, then realizing that we were all watching, she gave in. Her slim little hips began rising to meet her grandfather's tongue, and soft grunts and moans began coming out around the gag in her mouth. No screams though. (Yes, you can scream through a gag. We weren't trying to choke her.) Frank and I looked at each other and nodded. 4 Pops must have decided that Ginny was lubricated enough, because we saw him stand up, and place the head of his engorged penis right up against our little girl's tiny little slit, and rub it up and down. "Here it comes, Honey," he said, "old grandpa's going to make a baby in that cute little tummy of yours. I know you haven't ever done this before, so unlike your older sisters, I'm going to give you one chance to back out. If you REALLY don't want me to do this, shake your head. Otherwise. . ." Pops waited. I was sorry I had been so suspicious of the old man. He really did care! Everyone looked at the little girl bound and gagged on the bed, to see what she did. Ginny's eyes widened. I guess she was surprised to find out she had a choice in the matter after-all. She started to shake her head, and my stomach dropped. Darn! And I had been so sure! Then Ginny looked at me, while a tear ran out of her eye, and she stopped shaking her head. Suddenly she nodded. Smiles burst out on all the faces in the room, as her muffled voice came through the panties stuffed in her mouth. "Unghph, Ungnd!" It sounded vaguely like, "go ahead." Pops did. Not waiting for her to change her mind again, the old man shoved his oversized cock up inside the little girl's belly with enormous force. One second it was outside drooling pre-cum all over the little girl's pussy-lips, the next, it was buried halfway inside the child. Ginny's eye got HUGE; and this time, she did scream. Even through the gag, it was loud. I was finally certain that none of the girls had REALLY been subjected to something they didn't want. If Ginny could scream like that, so could they. It was a relief, at the same time my heart was going out to my daughter on the bed. Still, she had to lose her cherry sometime, and what better way, than with her whole family watching closely to be sure she was OK, rather than bleeding like a stuck-pig all over the back seat of a car, like I did. Pops rested with his big cock soaking in the little girl, while we all tried to comfort her. "Oh God!" he said, after a minute, "she's sucking me off inside. O Ginny, I'm gonna. . . I'm gonna. . .OH! I love you so!" My father-in-law's hips started jerking, and I swear I saw his cock bulge even bigger, as he tried to put as much of his penis in the little girl as he could, before he came. Barely two minutes had elapsed, and my husband's father was filling our 9-year-old daughter's womb with his thick sticky sperm, as the old man did his best to impregnate the little girl. He jerked time after time, and I knew each jerk sent a fresh dollop of incestuous sperm into our little girl, to join the millions already seeking refuge in our daughter's womb. Eventually her tiny little vagina couldn't hold all the cum her grandfather was pumping into her little slit, and pinkish cream began leaking out around the man's cock. Finally, Pops began to slow down, and his penis began to shrink. When it had shrunk a little, the old man pushed forward, and slid the last little bit home in our daughter's belly, and left it there, still dribbling his potent seed in the little girl's womb. 5 From then on, Pops fucked all three girls, whenever he felt like it. Most of the time, he didn't even bother to tie them up. We'd get up in the morning, and find him fucking Ginny on the couch, or Karen, bent over a chair in the kitchen. He never stopped, and even seemed to get a kick out of us watching him impregnate our little girls. By the last week before he left, Pops was spending the whole night in our daughters' room, sleeping with his big cock buried up inside a different little girl's tight little belly each night, leaking his potent seed in the child's womb. On the morning of the Sunday he left, Pops took each one of our daughters into the bedroom and fucked her one last time, while Frank and I watched, trying to ensure that each of his little granddaughters was carrying his baby inside her womb. Knowing that we were watching, excited the children also, so Karen, Ginny and Suzy each put on a big show for us, humping back at their grandfather, and encouraging him to make a baby inside her. That afternoon, Pops didn't let the girls get dressed, fucking each of them right on the couch in front of us, filling each little girl's fertile young womb full of his incestuous baby-making sperm, while Frank and I actually encouraged the horny old bastard to make a baby in each one of our daughters. Two weeks after Pops had returned home, Suzy missed her period. When the other two girls didn't, I sent Frank down to our little girls' bedroom, to make sure they all missed their periods the next time. For the next month, I watched my husband as he fucked our sexy little daughters, and gave each one of them something most little girls only dream about: A belly full of her own father's sperm. It was so sexy, to watch my husband fucking his big cock all the way up inside our little girls tight little holes. He would grunt and moan, and then stiffen on top of either Ginny, Suzy, or Karen, before filling the child's womb with squirt after thick sticky squirt of his baby-making sperm. Frank had both Karen and Ginny knocked-up within the month. It's been seven months now, since my father-in-law first made that trip down the hall. The girls look so cute, as their tummies begin to swell. Especially Ginny. You haven't seen anything sexy, until you've seen a little 9-year-old girl, (Well actually, she's 10 now. Her birthday was last month.) with her belly swollen like a basketball, from her own father's baby growing inside it. Ginny's so happy that her father didn't leave her out, and gave her a baby to love, just like her older sisters. She says she wants Daddy to make 4 or 5 brothers and sisters for her baby, before she goes to high-school. The other two girls can't wait, until their grandfather comes back to visit next year. As for Frank, he's got a permanent grin on his face. I guess if I were a man, I'd be happy too; having 4 wives constantly scrambling to get fucked by me. Not to mention, that 3 of the 4 women were his own daughters, and all were pregnant. (Yeah, me too. After seeing Ginny, I just couldn't resist. It's been two months now, since my last period.) 6 Me, I'm so proud of my husband, just knowing he loves our little girls enough to make a baby in each one of them. There are very few men who care enough about their children to give them the ultimate love that a father can give his own daughter, a baby of his in her belly, to carry and love. 7 -- +--------------' 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> /