Message-ID: <46385asstr$1075075802@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: usenet From: "Frank McCoy" X-Original-Message-ID: Reply-To: mccoyf@millcomm.com X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 25 Jan 2004 20:57:43 GMT Subject: {ASSM} :*NEW*: AFANTASY.TXT "A Teenaged Boy's Fantasy" (bgggggg+, incest, cons, extreme pedo, extreme preg, spoof) x-assm-no-berne-warning: yes Lines: 2899 Date: Sun, 25 Jan 2004 19:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman A Teenaged Boy's Fantasy An Erotic Story What's the problem, Doctor? Well ... It's kind of embarrassing. Uhuh. Yes, it DOES have to do with sex. No, I don't REALLY have trouble getting an erection. No, it doesn't hurt when I pee. No, I don't have any pimples, pus spots, or rashes on my penis. Well ... Like I said, it's kind of embarrassing. Mom sent me here. Huh? I suppose, if that's what you want. A listing of what I did during the past few weeks having sex? I'm not sure I can remember all that. How about I just tell you what I did for sex yesterday ... Would that help? OK ... Here goes, as close as I can remember it: I woke up that morning, almost too tired to fuck. Thinking about the previous night, I remembered why. I had to struggle over Kelly to get out of bed; the two older girls taking up pretty much all of the other side. I looked down at the youngster where my cum from the previous night still made a gooey mess around the nine-year-old's tight little baby-hole; my little sister's bare cunny lips still swollen and red from the stimulation of receiving my swollen prick belching almost every drop of sperm-filled cum I had the night before into her tight little slit. Marsha and Sandy, while almost equally well-fucked, were almost dry by comparison; only normal little-girl-lubrication and a tiny amount of my pre-cum being inside each of their tight little slits. Mom and Dad won't let me knock up the older girls until they're at least twelve years old ... which thankfully is a little less than a month away for Marsha. On the other hand, it'll be almost a year before they allow me to impregnate Sandy with my baby, because she's only 11. Darn. That's why I have to ejaculate my sperm in our little sister instead of the older girls. Oh well ... It's not exactly as if I'm not getting "real" sex from all three of them. Mornings always find me with a hard-on, no matter how much fucking I get the night before. Something about a man's "morning wood" and having to take a piss, I guess. Not that I'm a real man yet; even though I've gotten two girls pregnant already, and at least three women ... if you count teachers, that is. Well, I *assume* at least two of the babies in the older women (counting Mom) are mine; and I'm pretty sure it's my babies growing in Tanya and Marie . though you can never be sure. Whatever. When I get to be a real man like Dad, Mom says she expects I'll probably have at least twenty or thirty kids; most of them by her, my sisters, daughters, granddaughters, and even great- granddaughters ... not to mention my nieces, cousins, aunts, and other relatives. As for non-relatives, like neighbors, teachers, girlfriends, babysitters, and simple mercy-fucks, Mom doesn't really expect me to keep a full count on how many women or little girls I knock-up, any more than Dad does. A woman like mom HAS to keep track of how many babies she makes; it's unavoidable. After peeing, I was planning on returning to bed and, "Practicing making a baby," with Marsha, in preparation for her birthday coming up ... but Cindy caught me first. I was playing with my half-hard prick, somewhat jacking-off, so I'd be hard and ready to stick it in her older sister, when the little three-year-old came walking into the bathroom from our parents' room, sticky goo dripping from her tiny little slit, and almost walked face-on into my erection. At a hair over three feet tall, the youngster is JUST the right height for my prick to fit in her mouth while we're both standing up ... and that's just what happened. Mom came by about two minutes later to use the toilet herself, and found me jacking-off into the preschooler's mouth. Don't ever walk by the little girl with a hard-on, or the youngster will assume it's for her; and insist on sucking out every drop of cum you have. For only three years old, Cindy's getting to be darned good. Mom watched until I came; jerking my cum into the little girl's mouth, where Cindy licked, sucked, and got almost every drop ... then gulped, swallowed, and wiped her mouth; going back to what she was doing without even a, "Thanks, Big Brother," to show how much she liked sucking me off. Still, her appreciation was quite obvious ... So was mine. I watched as Mom helped the little girl wipe up her still dripping little cunny, before allowing the child to put on clean panties. No, Mom doesn't make Dad fuck her yet . She's still WAY too little for that; though it probably won't be all that long. Mom just makes sure Dad holds his prick up against the little girl's slit when he comes . at least once a day, anyway. While it'll probably be two or three years before Dad gets all the way inside her, and several years after that before either Dad or I get the kid pregnant with our babies, Mom insists that Dad (and sometimes I too) at least TRY often enough that Cindy doesn't miss out on any chances. After all, at least one girl (Somewhere in Peru?) started having periods when three years old, got pregnant at four, and had her first baby by her father (Or was it her big brother?) before she was five. Mom figures that if any of her daughters can set a record like that, she's at least going to see the girl gets a chance. After they're ten years old and having periods though, Mom thinks it's better for a girl to wait until she's at least twelve to have a baby ... Especially as it's still pretty hard these days to get maternity clothes for pre-teens. Oh, Mom isn't intentionally mean to us kids. She doesn't insist I pull out EVERY time I cum in Marsha or Sandy. Our mother knows what it's like to be a horny teenager, and not get to feel your cum squirting in a healthy and fertile female at least every few weeks; or to be a girl who's reached puberty and not be allowed to feel a real man ejaculating in you when you're between periods and fertile at least once a week or so. Mom only insists that I just don't TRY to get the older girls pregnant with my baby too often; mainly squirting in Kelly, Cindy, or even in HER, if I really feel the need to ejaculate my sperm in the belly of a fertile woman. Mom isn't as young, tight, or even quite as sexy as my little sisters; but she still expects me to father at least three or four kids (hopefully mostly girls) on her before she gets too old to have any more. I'm not too sure about that; but I've promised to try; and that's all that Mom really asks for. By the time Cindy finished sucking me off, the other girls were all up; so it was a little too late to return for a before-breakfast fuck. Darn. Not that I would have been "up to it" after having all three girls drain my balls the night before, and then our little sister Cindy draining them again this morning in the bathroom. Still, even soft, it's fun to have your little sisters TRY to get you hard. A soft sucking mouth on a limp prick still feels WONDERFUL. Besides, I like to eat pussy ... especially sibling pussy, almost as much as I like having my peter sucked on by my horny little sisters (or horny BIG sister, for that matter). Oh well ... It isn't exactly as if either my sisters or I were sexually deprived like some kids I know, whose parents don't let them have ANY sex ... No, not with their parents, and often not even with their own brothers and sisters! Not that I should complain. It's little girls like that, that present opportunities for boys like me. Heck, if their own parents won't fuck the kids, then SOMEBODY has to, don't you think? It's amazing how horny a little girl can get by the time she's twelve or thirteen years old, started menstruating, and never had a brother, uncle, grandfather, or even her own dad help her relieve the itch a girl gets between her legs, by sticking his swollen prick up inside her tight little baby-hole and flooding it with the sticky white baby-cream that little girls need in their tummies, if they're going to develop properly into women who are comfortable with having sex and babies. Dad knows this; that's one way he gets as much little-girl pussy as he does, even today when he's an old man. Damn, I hope I do half as good as he does when I'm as old as he is. Thirty-Seven years is well over TWICE as old as me, and almost four times Kelly's age. Not that I'm missing out on my share of little-girl pussy (or even grown-up pussy, for that matter). Far from it. I just haven't been as lucky as Dad has in making babies yet. Right now he's got two babysitters with big bellies, a neighbor who's 16, the Widow Jones down the street, the Thompson Twins, and probably three or four other girls down the street, all expecting his babies at various times through the coming year. And that doesn't count some of the adults, like at least two of his seven sisters, his sexretary and *her* lesbian girlfriend, or the woman he met coming home on the train last year or .... Well, you get the idea. Like I said, I feel somewhat like a piker, with only three babies I'm fairly sure of, and at least two on the way (if you count Mom's). OK ... OK! There's a chance of about three or four more ... But it's just as likely they're by other boys like their brothers, boyfriends ... Or even Dad, for that matter. I don't count them. By the time I got to breakfast, Dad was already there; eating cereal with Kelly doing a "lap dance" on his lap. (Department of Redundancy Department.) You could see the preteen's fat little cunny lips enormously spread and stretched around Dad's swollen prick, as he pretended to ignore the cute little slut, "Trying to make it good for Daddy," by milking and squeezing on our father's prick with her tight little tunnel, the way she's been taught that guys like Dad and I like it. Dad's a horny bastard, (I think I mentioned that already.) so it didn't take all that long before my father was adding his enormous morning-load to the gobs of semen I'd already deposited in my sister's tight little belly the night before. With a grunt and straining shove, Dad grabbed Kelly by the hips and forced the youngster down on his prick, while he jerked and ejaculated what must have seemed like a gallon of sperm in the little girl. White froth churned to a slather of goo at where they joined, gave evidence of the vast quantities of semen the man was ejaculating in his daughter. Mom watched approvingly as the little girl squirmed on her husband's lap with his prick vanished inside the youngster's tight little slit; and waited for Kelly to finish extracting Dad's sperm up inside her tight little twat before setting the youngster's breakfast down so the little squirt could eat ... still mated sexually to Dad; and his cum still oozing inside the little girl, warming her tight little tummy and trying to get the 9-year-old pregnant with her own father's baby. Not that there's much chance of that; since the kid has only been having periods for a few months now. Still, there is a chance; and Mom goes out of her way to allow Kelly to have that chance while she's still young enough for it to be unusual. A slight smile on her face showed Mom was pleased and proud to see that Dad still took the job of having three pre-teenaged daughters seriously; fucking each of them at least twice a day. Not being allowed to cum in the two older girls just leaves that much more semen Dad and I have to squirt inside Kelly. Oh, every month or two, when Marsha and Sandy are right between periods and likely to be ovulating, Mom watches to be sure Dad and I are careful to ejaculate properly at least once, right up inside each of their tummies; just so the older girls aren't completely neglected; and to give all three of the girls at least a slight chance of catching. She has me do it first; then Dad an hour or two later, so if one of the girls does catch, the baby will probably mine. Still, with both of us ejaculating sperm inside their tight little baby-holes, the chances are less than if only one of us did . honestly. On Marsha's birthday though, Mom is going to keep Dad on the monthly schedule, while I'll be allowed to squirt inside my sister all the time, just like I do with the younger girls. Mom is quite serious about having me be the first one to get my younger sisters pregnant when they turn twelve. I don't mind ... It's FUN making babies in little girls . Especially your own little sisters. I was about to grab Sandy and head back into our bedroom, when Mom reminded me that I had a big day of babysitting ahead. Babysitting is a big deal around our house. Even Marcia babysits some younger kids; though Mom doesn't let her babysit any boys over 8 years old, because of the pregnancy bit. Heck, the first time I got a girl pregnant, was my 15-year-old babysitter when I was barely nine years old myself, hard as it is to believe. Dad right now has at least two babysitters PG, and possibly more. But I was talking about me babysitting, not having girls babysit me. The last time I screwed one of MY babysitters was over five years ago ... about a year and a half after I got the previous one pregnant, I think. No, because I'm virile, obviously fertile (two babysitters at the very least, with my baby in each of their bellies, remember), 16, and don't have any objections to having sex with young girls, I'm often on-call as a babysitter for those divorced or widowed women in the neighborhood who don't have any teenaged boys of their own to take care of their little girls. Thus me, as a babysitter. Oh, sometimes it's to babysit actual babies; girls two years or younger, who don't need sex like their big sisters do ... but even on THOSE cases I often get laid anyway; as many women with little girl babies would like to have brothers and sisters for them, even if they don't have husbands to help, and they often like to show their daughters just how much fun sex will be, as soon as the kids get old enough. So, I often do demonstrations as well. I've had little girls as young as a year old staring right up between my legs as I jerked my seed into her mother's womb; a couple of times having a two or three year old girl actually watch me plant a baby brother or sister in her mother's tummy, since the youngster didn't have a father to show her how it was done, and how much fun it would be when she got old enough to do it herself. In many cases, the kid would end up with some of my sperm in HER tummy, when Mommy slid it into her tight little slit on the end of a finger, or the kid licked it off my prick once her mother showed the little girl how. Still . MOST babysitting of younger girls was just that . babysitting, watching the kids until bedtime, sometimes changing diapers on the younger ones, seeing they were safe and fed, and such like that. It's just that mothers trust teenaged boys to molest their girls properly, unlike teenaged girls. So . I did babysitting for little girls, while my sisters did the same thing for little boys. Sometimes (but not often) we did mixed doubles. A couple of times Kelly and I even babysat together; sometimes giving explicit demonstrations of just how much fun a boy could have with his sister to various mixed siblings. Still, most of my babysitting is with girls ranging from six years old to thirteen; with more in the older age- brackets. Unlike Mom, most of THOSE women actually WANT me to get their little girls pregnant with my babies in their tummies. Well ... Little girls have to learn about sex and where babies come from, SOMEWHERE, don't they? And what better way for a ten, nine, or even eight year old little girl to learn about how babies are made, than to have their own babysitter "sit" a baby in the youngster's belly, by slipping his turgid and swollen baby-maker right up inside the child's tight little baby-hole, and pumping the youngster's cute little tummy just chock-full of baby-juice, right while the kid is between periods, ovulating, and most likely to conceive? Just like boys, little girls need sex TOO, even when the kids don't have big brothers around to pump babies in their cute little tummies like my sisters do. Even five and six year old girls need to learn some things about sex . Like what it's like to have a man slide his swollen peter up inside their tight little baby-holes, and squirt their bellies full of the sticky white stuff that makes babies. Not every youngster has a big brother to teach her about sex and where babies come from, or to help her exercise that knowledge if she does know already. Daddies are often too big to fit in their little girls, even if they're there and willing . which isn't as often as you might think with so many single-parents and the high divorce- rate these days. Still, *most* of my babysitting is with older girls . girls who have at least *started* having periods, breasts, or *some* indication of approaching puberty. Fun as it is to fuck a first-grader or even pre- schooler, with her baby-tight little slit milking your prick for sperm before her womb has even started to develop, there's a lot more thrill in ejaculating thick white gobs of baby-making sperm right up inside the belly of a nubile and fertile young female who's ovulating, while her parents actually encourage you to demonstrate to the youngster exactly how babies are made, by doing just that . squirting your sperm right up inside the little girl's womb where it belongs, and starting your baby growing in the kid's tummy so she can feel it inside her. Today however, was mostly family-babysitting; so Mom didn't want me wasting all of my sperm in my little sister, who wasn't all *that* likely to get pregnant yet, when I had a job where I'd need all my sexual stamina for later. So . ... I had to spend most of the morning watching kiddie-porn on the TV with my sisters, instead of fucking the girls and cumming in their tight little twats like any normal teenaged boy would (and should) do with his little sisters. Mom and Dad have the TV set up so that the `V" chip (`V' for violence, I guess.) is set to block almost all violence. No news, and certainly no cartoons. As Mom showed me once, there really aren't any shows more violent than most cartoons! So we watch mostly XXX rated stuff, with some X, and once in a while Mom will allow us an `R' rated film; as long as the `R' is rated for sex, not violence or bad words. They also let us watch the Playboy Channel all we want . but that's kind of boring. Mainly just scantily-clad women (no girls) and no real sex. Ick. Other than that, Dad has rigged things up so we DO have some options. He doesn't allow us into the master video room; but sometimes DOES pick up movies we ask for. (Like "Deep Throat", "Taboo II" and similar films ... as long as they're not violent, have sex, and preferably involve incest of some kind.) He's got three continuously-playing DVDs running on three channels; usually playing regular porn. A fourth and fifth DVD continuously play MPG movies of children having sex, that he's downloaded from off the net, while two others show continuous slideshows of more kiddie-porn Dad's careful to only select series where the girls have real SEX, with at least one shot in each series having a little girl's vagina being penetrated by a stiff prick ... or at least being squirted-on by her father. Two junk computers also play continuously; selections of pictures and AVI files, and such-like that the DVD players won't handle otherwise. All also mostly kiddie- porn. With the tape-player, that's eleven porn channels, the Playboy channel, up to three (sometimes four) regular movie-channels, and sometimes PBS, that Dad lets us watch when he or Mom isn't there to supervise. Yeah ... I know . In this day and age, only having 15 channels to watch sucks. But you don't argue with Mom and Dad. They'll just remind you that in THEIR day, they only had THREE channels to watch ... all filled with violence and commercials. We should be grateful. Yeah, right. Still, sexy movies CAN be fun to watch ... especially when you've got three sexy little sisters to fuck, and one little three-year-old who likes to suck cock and pussy almost as much as she likes her own little twat sucked. When three or four of us get together to molest the cute little youngster, it can be quite fun ...even if she IS only three years old! Even though I can only get the tip of my prick inside the kid, it still feels pretty good to squirt right up inside the little twerp while her cunny clamps down on the head of my dong. Mom says that in a few months Cindy will probably be able to take three or four inches of me inside her when I cum; though it might be a year or two after that before Dad gets inside her properly. Even though the youngster isn't menstruating yet, so there isn't much chance she'll get pregnant like that kid in Peru did when I cum in her, it's still quite a sexy idea to even try and knob a cute little three-year-old like my baby sister. Still, most of the three-year-olds I'm called on to molest are those I'm babysitting. Which made it especially difficult to keep my prick in my pants while watching, "Sexy Little Three-Year-Old Suzy Fucks Her Father" on TV, while Kelly and Sandy lie with no panties in front of me, almost doing the splits to show off their bare little cunnies. It's a wonder I didn't waste my cum in my pants! ("Three-Year-Old Suzy", HAH! The kid must have been at least seven years old ... six, anyway. No three-year-old would take a seven-inch dong like THAT up her twat ... even if it was only slightly more than halfway, like the little girl in the movie did. Heck, I know! Still, it was quite sexy anyway.) Of course, it wasn't as sexy as, "Daddy's Baby ... Having Daddy's baby." where three teenagers play the parts of the man's three young daughters, supposedly aged thirteen, twelve, and ten years old, who race to see which of them can get their father to knock them up first. As you might guess, by the end of the movie all three girls have swollen bellies ... supposedly for the SECOND time. You should see the scene where "Daddy" knocks up the little "ten-year-old" for the first time, by pumping his swollen prick all the way up in the youngster's tight little baby-hole and jerking his cum inside her belly like a man is supposed to. You can almost imagine the little shit really WAS only ten (having a bare, probably shaven slit) and the man really WAS her own father. There's no doubt about all three girls being pregnant with those swollen bellies; though whether the babies are really all his, and whether or not all three kids are actually his own daughters, is anybody's guess. I suspect they're all just actors. One nice thing about THAT film, is that the director has a good idea of what's really sexy. Instead of faking it ("internal cum-shot") like most porno films, or worse-yet, having the guy pull out and finish up with a blow-job (Ick.) the guy really cums in the little girls. You can see it in two or three scenes with at least two of the girls, as the man pulls out, squirts about two or three times, all over the kid's bare cunny ... and then noses his sperm-covered and still spouting prick right back INSIDE the youngsters until he goes soft inside. You even get a good LONG look at each of the kids lying there oozing her father's cum from her puffy and cum-matted little cunny, until it makes a pool of goo on the bed. It's too bad most other moviemakers don't have the sense to do that. Watching the man jerk his swollen prick into the tight little slit of the (supposed) 10-year-old, spurting the child's belly full of gob after gooey gob of his thick white cum, while the youngster's whimpers in that incredible little-girl voice, "Daddy? Are you putting a baby in me now? Please, Daddy?" is almost enough to convince you the guy really is knobbing his own kid. Almost. Since the movie doesn't have credits, who knows? At quarter-to-ten, I finally got up, removed my fingers from my little sisters' sticky twats (Kelly and Cindy by then ... Sandy had gone out to play at the park with the neighborhood pedophile.) and got ready to go next door. Yeah ... Next door. My oldest sister Carol lives next door; having moved there about two years ago when her husband got a local job instead of clear out in Chicago where they used to live. It makes it really convenient for the family ... Like with me babysitting her four kids. Not that I babysit Josh much. At seven years old, the cute little shit isn't old enough to be fucking his sisters; yet is still old enough to not need ME watching him all the time, and a BOY; so he doesn't need the kind of babysitting (sitting babies in their tight little tummies) that the two older girls do. I rarely even look after my niece Diane; as Carol usually has the little girl with her, or has Dad take care of her ... Like I found that morning. As I banged my way in the back door of my big sister's house, I could see right into the bedroom where she and Dad were playing house before I got there. Josh was quietly playing in the living-room, ignoring the goings-on in his parents' bedroom, while the two older girls were watching TV. Sometimes I envy my nieces. THEY got to watch real TV, with real programming ... Though Mike (her husband) had piped over a line from our house so the girls could watch porno-stuff too. Still, it wasn't as bad as it was when I was younger. Being 16 now, Dad had given me the password so *I* at least could watch the news ... and even cartoons if I wanted to. It still amazes me though, to see two little pre-teen girls sitting in front of the TV watching something as obscene as the "Roadrunner" cartoons. Some people think it's OK for their kids to watch almost ANYTHING, it seems. Heck, I'll bet Mike and Carol let even the little kids watch NEWS ... or ... or even Horror Films! Oh well ... it wasn't up to ME to decide what's proper fare for little girls to watch. Still ... Isn't it better that they learn about love and sex, than violence and hate? Maybe if I marry Kelly (Like we're thinking about doing) we'll have our OWN ideas about what is "proper" or not for our little girls to watch. Heck, maybe we'll even be a little more progressive than Mom and Dad, and let them watch something a little lest bland and less restrictive than limiting them to movies of people making love. Not ALL life is just love and sex, you know. Deep thoughts, for me. As I came in, looking through the open bedroom door, I could see Dad and Carol were just finishing up; as she and their little girl were both lying panting on either side of Dad; his thick white cum in mats on my big sister's cunny, and dripping from their daughter's bare puffy one. A matching blob still oozed out of Dad's bare prick, as he collapsed in post-coital exhaustion also. No, Dad doesn't FUCK their little two-year-old yet; but just like with Cindy, he often SQUIRTS inside her vagina from the outside. I watched as Carol grabbed a big gob of ooze from the youngster's tummy, and pushed it up inside the toddler; frigging the little girl with her cum-covered finger until the youngster squealed and jerked with satisfaction. No, I doubt the little 2-year-old actually "got off" ... But even babies like to have their genitals rubbed; and Carol wasn't only rubbing the little girl, she was actually fucking the child with her finger, just like it was a cock. I remember when I was young, she used to suck me off with similar enthusiasm. Carol never was one to let a family member, no matter how young, be sexually neglected when she had fingers, vagina, or mouth to help out with. "I'll be watching the girls," I told her; imagining it was my prick inside the little girl ... and wondering just how tight she would be around it. Well ... give the little squirt a couple more years or so, and I'd find out. I could hardly wait. "Hi, Brian," the younger of the two twins grinned up at me. Even at ten, it was hard to tell Karen from Sharon. Still, I *usually* could tell the twins apart by sight ... and every time once I got my prick inside either of them. Involuntary muscle-spasms are even more individual than fingerprints! Of course, it was easier when the two girls were undressed. Then, Karen (the older of the two by five minutes) had (in my opinion) just a slightly bit bushier "bush" than her twin did. Also, the older girl seemed (again to me) to have just a tiny bit bigger right boob than left ... while her twin sister was the reverse. I presumed they'd both even out as they got older. Still, even at ten years old, both twins were far more developed sexually than my little sister Kelly; having (as I said) really nice pert breasts, fuller hips, a slight bush ... and having periods now for over three months. Two nicer, cuter, more nubile pieces of baby-making machinery you never saw. There's something EXTRA sexy about girls in the prime of their fertility, just after they've started menstruating, but before they develop the full breasts and heavy butts of women who've already had children. Maybe it's just psychosomatic (or some word like that) knowing that if you plant a child in THIS little girl's cute little tummy, you'll likely be the first one to have his baby in there. A job that any man would want to have. Today it was my job to "take care of" the two twins, while Dad looked after Diane. Since Carol's husband was out of town on business for the next month or so, I had been hired to babysit the two youngsters while she shopped. Oh yeah ... I also keep an eye on Josh ... while I suppose he keeps an eye on me and the goings-on with his big sisters. Well, I didn't mind an audience, if it helps the youngster stay out of trouble. Carol's husband Mike, it seems, comes from a family almost as much into incest as ours is. I understand Mike's dad fathered him on his daughter when she was only 11 years old; followed by Mike fathering his own sister on his mother when he was only 10 himself. Twelve years later, when she was 11, Mike fathered the first of two nieces on his little sister, just before marrying MY big sister. He was quite excited to find a girl who liked family-sex almost as much as he did. Heck, it was Mike that had Dad father Diane on Carol while he was busy "on business" doing something similar back at home. Now, once again having business in Chicago, Mike was taking an entire month this time to try and father yet another baby on his mother, his sister, and (hopefully) both of his nieces at the same time. Well ... Every young boy needs a little sister to fuck, you know. Well ... Karen and Sharon, unlike Diane, weren't my sisters by my sister, but really my cousins ... uh ... nieces. My sister's kids anyway, if not my father's. It's too bad they weren't MINE; but I wasn't really old enough then ... Though I'll admit trying! Heck, I didn't even get Mom pregnant until a few months ago. Even that was really an accident. She was just showing me how to knock-up Marsha once her birthday comes around; and left her diaphragm out so I could feel what it was like. Who'd ever guess that just one little squirt like that would .? Well ... OK ... One BIG squirt ... Uh ... make that three or four ... five? big squirts. Whatever. Just one time, when she's between periods. You wouldn't think that just once would make such a big thing. ("It's a yolk, Son. A yolk, I say!" `Big' thing ... big belly ... pregnant? Get it? Shit. A joke's never good when you have to explain it. ) Anyway, here I am, sitting in my sister's house, with two VERY sexy 10-year-old little girls (almost 11), with the job of planting my babies in each of their cute little tummies. I'd bet any of YOU would like to trade places with me, wouldn't you. Well ... Like they say, "It's a hard job, but SOMEBODY has to do it." And that "somebody" is going to be me. "How'd you kids like to practice making babies?" I asked. Both youngsters grinned back at me. "Do we get to get all undressed and do it on the bed this time?" asked Karen, with a smirk. I think it was Karen. I'd know for sure once I had my prick in her belly. "Undressed, on the bed, and with LOTS of thick white baby-juice for both your cute little tummies," I confirmed with a grin of my own. "Your mom says we can make babies as often as we want to for the next month or so, until your dad gets home. OK?" "Yaaayyyyy!" Two sweeter little preteen girls you never saw. As we headed off to the bedroom, the two twins each slipped an arm around my body; marching hip-to-hip like almost one person. "Brian?" asked Sharon ... I was almost certain now that it WAS Sharon, since I had a hand around each of their budding breasts ... one on each side, "are you REALLY going to knock us up and get us pregnant with your babies this time?" "Uhuh," I grinned back at the youngster. "That is, if you girls really WANT me to." "Oh don't be silly!" snapped her sister; catching me by surprise from the other side. "Sharon and I have wanted to have babies for YEARS. Only Daddy keeps refusing to put his baby in our tummies," she pouted. "He says we're too young." "Well," I smirked at the thought, "I've got a pretty nice baby-maker here, right between my legs; and if you girls really want it, I'm going to stick that nasty old baby- maker right up between each of your legs, and squirt thick white gobs of baby-juice in each of your tight little baby- holes. With any luck, both of you girls could have my baby kicking and squirming in your tummies ... Uh ... flat little baby-baskets before the day is over." "Your mom says you both should be ovulating right about now; and if we all TRY real good, you both should be pregnant before your daddy gets home. He done missed HIS chance to plant babies in your tummies; so now it's my turn." "Oooohhh." Both girls shivered ... I hope in anticipation. "What do you say to THAT?" I asked with a hopeful grin. If the two youngsters changed their minds, I was going to be one hell of a disappointed teenager! "Let's go make some babies." Both girls grabbed an arm; dragging me towards their bed; undressing me while they went. Oh God, this was going to be fun. While I've had sex with both girls several times before, this would be only the second time I did it with their mother's express permission ... Uh, make that specific orders ... to get her little girls pregnant with my babies by squirting my sperm right up into their unprotected young wombs while the girls were ovulating. Always before it had been either while the kids were too young, close to their periods, or else I hadn't been allowed to ejaculate in their sexy little vaginas. Mouths, hands, asses, underarms, bellies, and even on the outside of their cute little cunnies, but not right up inside their vaginas while the girls were ovulating and fertile. Their mom (my big sister, Carol) didn't want her little babies having babies ... especially by her horny little brother. That job (of planting babies in her daughters' cute little tummies) had, up to now, been supposedly reserved for the little girls' father. Until now. (D.R.D. again.) Oh God, I was in Fuck- Heaven for Horny Teenagers. I was slightly worried about which twin to fuck first. There had been times before, where I'd run into the twins' jealousy by picking one before the other on even simple things like which one got the first piece of cake; that one leading to a real catfight, where the two girls ended up with more cake on them than inside them. I certainly didn't want the same result with my cum! When it came to *important* things like which horny preteen got my prick inside her first, compared to easy things like pieces of cake .... It turned out I needn't have worried. With a horny moan, her dress pulled up to her armpits to display flat little tummy, budding young tits, and (of course) furry little bush, Sharon pulled me down on top of her, while her "big sister" pushed! The bed creaked alarmingly but held under the onslaught of three horny people. I had barely a second to enjoy the beautiful sight of the flat young belly, firm young tits, rounded and shapely hips, and furry little slit (now leaking horny arousal) of a nubile and fertile young female, before I was on top of the child; my swollen and achingly horny prick sliding into the fertile, welcoming, and unprotected vagina of my own horny little niece. The fact that the little girl was my own sister's kid just added to the thrill of "babysitting" a youngster with my prick buried almost to the hilt in the child's belly. "Uh ...," groaned Sharon; bringing my attention properly back to the job at hand. "... Fuck me." "Yeah," agreed Karen; fingering her own tight little slit. "Fuck her." I could tell the other twin was having a hard time waiting for, "her turn." "Look at you two," I groaned; feeling a tight ring surround the head of my prick and work its way slowly down to the base; accompanied by horny moans and eager squirms of the little girl underneath me. "Horny little sluts; just BEGGING to be fucked and knocked-up by your own uncle. Cute little baby girls wanting MY babies in your tight little bellies." "Heck, I'll bet you horny little sluts would let almost anybody pump his baby in your tight little holes, now wouldn't you?" I tested. "Nooooo ...," whined Sharon; twisting underneath me at the unjust accusation. Karen just shook her head. "Oh yeah?" I taunted; enjoying teasing the two girls while my prick leaked pre-cum in one of their tight little slits. Once actually fucking, I knew it would take more than just teasing to make the cute little sluts want to stop. "I bet you'd let your own grandfather squirt his cum right up inside your tight little baby-holes, and knock you up with his baby ... Now wouldn't you?" I accused. The twinge and tightening of Sharon's needing little vagina around my slip-sliding prick just confirmed my horny accusation. The youngster just moaned. Heck, I KNEW both girls had the hots for my dad. Karen, unlike her twin, and not being so intimately involved, was more vocal. "That's not fair, Brian," she started; though I could tell she was fighting her own hoariness the idea of having Dad plant HIS baby inside her cute little tummy, brought on. "You KNOW we ...." Whatever it was, "I knew," I interrupted. "Heck," I continued my accusations, "I'll bet you two horny sluts would let your own DADDY slide his thick babymaker up in your hot little holes, and pump thick gobs of baby-juice in your cute little tummies. ... and you two girls wouldn't even ASK him to wear a condom ... Now would you?" "Oh ... OH! ... OOOOHHH!!!" Sharon's already tight little tunnel went into squeezing spasms and cramps around my prick in confirmation of the horny accusations. Damn, for a second it almost HURT when her vagina clamped down on me like that. "You Bastard," groaned Karen in my ear; no heat in the word as she squirmed against my body and her twin's; squeezing out an orgasm of her own on her fingers. "That's unfair. You already KNOW we both like to fuck Daddy." "Yes, it is," I replied agreeably, as her sister's body relaxed and my sliding in and out of the child became suddenly easier. "But don't worry," I added. "Old Uncle Brian has just the thing for two horny little sluts like you . a stiff prick loaded with lots of baby-juice to squirt in your tummies, and get you both knocked-up higher than a kite." By now Sharon's vagina was tightening again around my prick. "I'm going to fill both your cute little tummies so full of my sperm, you girls will be having my kids for the next twenty years!" "Promise?" begged Karen; now squirming against me from behind; her wet little slit slobbering drool on my leg as we made an erotic girl-boy-girl sandwich. "Promise," I affirmed; and meant it, as I felt the first tingle of approaching orgasm. Unlike with Marcia and Sandy, this was NOT the signal for me to pull out and ejaculate my sperm in our little sister, Kelly. Instead, I shoved my prick in to the root until it was bumping against the hard knob of the child's cervix when I felt the first spasm of relief. "Feel it?" I groaned. "Here it comes ... one little baby in one little girl! Oh God ...." From then on I was way too involved in what I was busy doing, for more banter with the girls. I was doing what I promised; trying to plant my baby as far up in the sexy little 10-year-old's body as I could put it. Spasm after spasm shook me as I emptied my prostate of all the life- giving sperm I had been working up for the last several hours, from watching first my own two cute and sexy little sisters, and then THIS horny scene with my horny nieces. All morning long the girls had been teasing me, until finally Sharon was getting every drop of sperm all five of them had helped me create. Squirt, squirt, squirt, *squiiiirrrrttt*. It felt almost like I was pissing my sperm right into the child's uterus, where her hard knob of a cervix sucked in every drop. Jerk after jerk, and squirt after squirt rippled through my penis and into the little girl's welcoming young body where it belonged. Knowing my niece was unprotected, fertile, and probably ovulating right then, just added additional thrills to the sensation of ejaculating my cum in the barely developed fertility of my own big sister's baby girl. It SHOULD have scared the hell out of me. Instead, it just added to the kick; cumming in a fertile female without condoms, diaphragms, or other barriers to protect the child from the babymaking effects of my sperm. God, did that feel good. Sharon, having already gotten off herself, didn't cum this time; simply lying there, arms and legs still wrapped around my jerking body, while she encouraged me to get off inside her. "Go ahead, do it," she murmured in my ear; holding me close, so each thick white rope of incestuous sperm squirted out of my prick and slid into the cute little youngster's welcoming belly where it belonged. "Cum in me. Knock me up with your baby. Please?" Oh God. Even with stimulation like that, my frantic pulses and squirts finally stopped. While it felt like HOURS had passed while pulsing the youngster's tight little belly full of cum, I doubt it actually took more than fifteen or twenty seconds. It was only as the last few dribbles oozed out of my prick and into Sharon's already flooded vagina, that I realized her mother was watching from one side; Diane held in one arm, legs wrapped around her mother's waist, and one pudgy finger stuck in her mouth. From the other side Josh watched as well. I remember vaguely being aware of the youngster watching me mating with his big sister the whole time. Well, it certainly wasn't anything new for the kid to see. If he liked to watch, then why not let him? "Did you cum in her?" asked Carol, worriedly. "Juh ... uh ... ust cumming," I groaned, as I felt the last trickle of seed ooze out of my prick and into her little girl's body. "Just finished," I added about 20 seconds later as I pulled out and collapsed on the bed between the two sisters. My big sister shooed Karen off the bed, and then lay her little sister down next to me. Then she grabbed a big dollop of the sticky white ooze now bubbling out of Sharon's leaking slit ... and shoved the big glob up in the two-year- old's tight little twat! All four of us watching groaned at the horny sight. Oh, it's NOT as if any of us hadn't seen Carol finger- fucking the little girl before. Still, it WAS about as erotic as things could get ... I thought. "Josh," commanded Carol, "get up here and fuck your little sister. No ... Wait ... Come around to THIS side of the bed and stick your prick in Sharon, so it'll be all slippery, first. We don't want you to hurt your little sister." Oh God. Here I'd never thought of a girl as little as Diane being fucked before. If you'd asked me, I would have said it was impossible. Still, Josh's tiny little peter was probably not much bigger around than their mother's middle finger ... and I'm sure wasn't nearly as long ... and She'd been finger-fucking the toddler for quite some time. Obediently the first-grader climbed between his big sisters legs and pumped in and out a few times. It was obvious that it wasn't the first time for THESE two incestuous lovers. "Now Diane," Carol interrupted what was becoming close to a climax. "Do your little sister, too, OK?" "OK, Mom." Josh scrambled over me, and climbed between his little sister's legs. With barely a moan from the two of them, he pushed the big oozy glob of my sperm inside the child; and soon the two kids were mating; fucking with almost as much vigor as her big sister and I had shown. Damn, I hated to be shown-up by a little kid that young! "Uh ... UH ... Oh Mommy, Mommy!" Josh suddenly cried; forcing himself to the root in his little sister. Two, then three times he jabbed; and then suddenly stopped as if he was a puppet whose strings had been cut. "Did you cum in her, Josh?" asked Carol, anxiously. The little boy actually was DRIPPING tiny drops of sticky white goo from his tiny little pricklet! It seems that "precocious puberty" applies to boys as well as little girls. Here I'd never dreamed a boy that young could actually cum at all, let alone ejaculate his sperm inside a girl. "Yes, Momma. I squirted Diane REAL good," the youngster replied proudly. "That's good, Honey," encouraged their mother. "Now I want you to promise Diane you'll try to impregnate her by squirting your cum right up inside your little sister's cunny just like that, at least twice a day from now on. OK?" "OK, Mom." And here I had thought OUR performance had been hot! "However," continued Carol, "I don't want you to hurt your little sister by fucking her when she's not lubricated. She's MUCH too young yet to lubricate like your big sisters do." "Lubycate?" "Lubricate ... Get slippery inside." "Oh." "So I want you to make sure you get some of your Uncle Brian's sperm, or Grandpa's, or Daddy's, and push THAT up inside your sister, before you fuck her." "Yes, Mom." "Promise?" "I promise, Mom. I don't want to hurt Diane." "That's good." Carol looked over at the rest of us, and ordered, "That goes for you kids too. I want you to watch and make sure your little brother squirts his sperm in your little sister as often as he can, from now on. OK?" A giggled, "Yes, Mom," from the twins ... a muffled groan from me. My prick once again was as hard as Chinese Arithmetic. I couldn't help it. "Karen ... Get over there and help your uncle out. The poor boy looks as though he needs it, for some reason." Obediently, Karen slithered over and slid down my naked and drooling prick. After watching that incredible scene with her two younger siblings, I didn't last more than a few seconds this time. Also, having just left what felt like two gallons of goo in her sister's belly, all I could do was send about three weak spurts into Sharon's sibling. Still, my prick TRIED. Even after I was empty, my cock gave dry spurts into the child's belly; trying to impregnate the little girl with sperm I no longer had. Karen however, was quite happy with the little I managed to ejaculate inside her. "Mom says the second- squirt is more likely to make a baby," she explained; rubbing her flat little tummy obscenely, in reference to the baby I was supposedly putting inside her. Oh God. Once again my prick flexed; and this time one last thick aching *SQUIRT* of pent-up cum spat into the child's belly. It seems my prostate wasn't empty after all. I guess the body always reserves a tiny bit ... on the possibility of impregnating another female. Or possibly just to prevent the ACHE you get when it's completely dry . like it was then. I felt like doubling over in a ball and clutching my gut; as the twins had drained me so dry my balls ached even worse than the case of "blue balls" I'd gotten once from watching horny movies all day, reading two sexy stories, and then having my sisters completely unavailable when I needed to empty my prick in their bodies. No, I don't usually jack off more than two or three times a day ... at least not into my own hand or empty air. I usually don't have to. Still, there ARE times when even Kelly isn't available. A boy can get sick you know, if too much pressure builds up. Carol motioned all three girls to lie down, "So the boy's sperm will soak in properly," she said. "And YOU," she told me, "had better get back to your mom's. I understand lunch was probably ready about ten minutes ago. I never bothered to ask Carol why she hadn't told me earlier. I presume it had something to do with catching me pumping my swollen prick in and out of her little girl; then emptying my seed in thick white squirts into her daughter's developing fertility when she came to announce lunch. Or something like that, anyway. My whole groin ached. When I got home, it turned out lunch wasn't QUITE ready yet after all; so us kids had to sit around the table waiting until Mom brought out the soup. Watching the "electronic picture" on the wall that Dad had set up last month, showing almost continuous penetration and cum-shots (all vaginal, none in mouth or ass) of girls ranging in age from about 16 down to probably 5 or 6 years old; kids getting penetrated and ejaculated onto and into by grown men, barely gave me a hard-on, after that episode with my two nieces. Still, the "mural" IS rather sexy; taking up most of that wall in the dining room. The pictures change about once a minute or so; with occasional live movie fragments of squirting cum-shots into little girls, mixed in with the still-pictures. Having two sexy little sisters wearing short little skirts and nothing underneath to keep my fingers out of their tight little slits did a lot to help me recover while waiting for the food. I'll admit that the one scene of a little girl about Sandy's age ... or possibly Kelly's, taking a big BLACK, and possibly eleven-inch prick up her tight little twat, was almost enough to revive me even so. I was almost tempted to grab one of my sisters and sit the youngster down on MY prick while we ate. Almost. Not that any of the girls would have objected. Dad and I do that all the time ... sit with one of the girls on our lap; prick leaking cum inside their tight little slits. It's just that (embarrassing as it is to admit) in spite of the horny scene on the wall, and WANTING to emulate it ... I couldn't get the damned thing all the way up; not after that horny scene next door where my cute little nieces had wrung my balls dry anyway. Shit. On the "picture" just above the table, a man was just starting to nose his stiff and still cum-dripping penis back inside the tight cunny of his own sexy little 8-year-old daughter, after spewing thick white globs of goo all over the youngster's flat little tummy and down into her pouting little crack, when Mom arrived with the soup; distracting me from whatever came next. Oh well ... The scene would probably repeat in an hour or two. I was sure to see it again at some other meal, if I waited and looked for it. It's surprising how much you can recover (Dad says it's part of being a teenager) in just an hour or so. Barely two hours after lunch, I was already achingly horny again, in spite of that oh-so-erotic encounter with the twins just a little earlier that I *thought* had drained my prostate of sperm for the next two weeks or so. Only Kelly was over visiting the twins by this time; probably watching some girl/girl movies with them. (Hey, if the girls like to play with other girls too, then why not?) So that left me with two little sisters I could fuck ... but no little sister to ejaculate into. Oh, I SUPPOSE I could have done it anyway . Mom wouldn't have objected all THAT much if I emptied my seed in one of them; knowing how horny the two of us got sometimes; or I COULD have used a rubber . But those or my hands are for a last resort. So I went down the street to my buddy Dick's house. Richard (We usually call him, "Dick," to his face. For some reason he prefers it.) is in the same class as I am; though he's almost a year older. He may not be a real geek or a brain; but that doesn't mean he's dumb, either. He just doesn't like handing in homework; which had cost him at least one grade in school. It doesn't bother him; so it doesn't bother me, either. A guy my age can pick up some nice pointers from a guy who's a year older. Another reason I like Richard, is that he's been fucking his little sister for years, just like I have mine. He probably started even before I did. At least HE says so. According to Richard, he first got into his little sister's panties when she was only two years old, and he was only five. Before that, both of the kids had relied on their mother's tongue, vagina, and mouth, whenever they needed sexual stimulation. Like most mothers, Richard's mom knew that sucking on a baby's prick (or twat, if a girl) is the easiest way to pacify a cranky baby, during those annoying times when changing diapers or a boob in the mouth doesn't do the trick. Thinking about it, Dick's experience back then isn't much different from Josh and Diane! Maybe he WAS telling the truth. Only back then, it was just a fun-thing for the two of them; not the desperate need to get your rocks off in a girl two, three, four, or five times a day it is once you reach your teens. So, I knew Richard wouldn't mind if I asked. "Hi, Brian, wassup, Man?" he joked, as I wandered into the living-room. Richard's mother had seen me coming; just pointing me towards the door from the kitchen to where Richard was sitting in the other room. "Hi Dick," I replied. "Nothing much. I'm just horny again." "What's new about THAT?" he joked. "Heck, I'm horny ALL the time," he added; sending me a big grin. "Yeah ... Well ..." It took me a second to get it out. "Hey Dick ... Would you mind if I used your little sister for a few minutes, to pop my nut in?" Richard shook his head and grinned. "Heck no," he replied. "Knock yourself out. The condoms are in the cup on the dresser," he added; pointing to his sister's bedroom. Damn. I HATE to use condoms. They take all the sensation away. "Say Dick," I asked; still shedding my clothes as I entered Lolita's bedroom. (Yes, Lolita. Doesn't that say something about Richard's parents?) "Can I knock up your little sister?" "Shit. It's no skin off MY nose if you knob the little squirt," he replied with an even bigger grin, "as long as Mom and Dad don't think it's *my* kid kicking and squirming in her cute little belly. They'd both have shit-fits if I was the one who put a bun in Lilly's oven. All sorts of remarks about responsibility and such things." "Hey ... Don't *I* have something to say about this?" objected Lilly; rising from where she had been reading a book. (Brad's sister insisted all us kids at school call her "Lilly" instead of "Lolita", and made it stick by refusing to answer to anything else.) "Sure," I replied; lifting the 13-year-old's dress above her head, so she could squirm out of it; leaving the girl in just bra and panties. "YOU get to decide where to take my prick ... up your cunny where it belongs, in your cute little ass, or down your sucking little throat ... if you *really* don't want me to get you preggers with my baby." The barely teenaged girl was achingly beautiful. At just a month past thirteen, Lilly had a body many women twice her age would kill for. Firm young tits that almost didn't need a bra; but still must have been far more than a `D' cup for someone that thin. Smooth rounded belly, a nice triangular bush, and face and hair of the type you rarely see outside of shampoo box covers. Damn, just in bra and panties she put most Playboy Models to shame. I know ... Like I said, I watch the Playboy Channel fairly frequently. All us kids do, when there's nothing better on. "But you have to FINISH the job in either case," I warned. "If you start to suck me off, then you've got to take my prick ALL the way down your throat, up your tight little twat, or in your cute little ass ... and I'm NOT going to pull out, until I finish cumming, whichever hole I'm in. Got it?" "Oh. Got it." Lilly grinned at me, as she reached behind herself to unsnap her bra. I ran a hand behind to help her ... AND to cop a feel of her smooth skin. The feel/cop turned into a smooch, and then a full open-mouthed kiss, as she took the opportunity to pull me closer and give me a kiss that had her almost licking my tonsils! God ... I resolved to spend more time at this house. Richard and his little sister obviously had been practicing things I needed to know! I was almost fainting from hypoxia (lack of breath) by the time Lilly had skinned her panties off. "I think," she smirked, "I'll take all three." Huh? "First, I'll take you in my mouth ... Yes, all the way. THEN, when you're nicely lubricated, You can cum up my pussy. Finally, when you finish cumming in me, I want you to put it up my ass and leave it there until it's soft ... OK?" Oh God. I SWEAR I'm going to marry this girl ... If Richard doesn't marry the sexy little slut first. Still ... Isn't there a law or something that says you can't marry your own sister? Not that THAT would stop me from marrying Kelly. Damn ... Maybe I could have TWO wives? Oh God. Their parents didn't name their little girl Lolita for nothing. By the time I barely had a chance to groan agreement, Lilly had swallowed my prick to the root; her tongue licking my balls; and her tight throat muscles were choking around the head of my prick like I had previously imagined it would be like fucking a woman right in the womb, through the tight muscles of her uterus might feel. Lilly it seems, could give Linda Lovelace lessons in "Deep Throat" techniques. I wondered for an obscene second how Lolita would do with the dog Linda did ... and then almost blew my cum down the girl's throat at the very thought. Lilly had five times the looks of Linda Lovelace; twice her ability at giving head, was younger, prettier, CLOSER, and felt better than any moving picture ever could. Just the FEEL of her smooth skin was almost enough to make me erupt. Her smell, of nice, clean, and pretty young, sexy, horny, and fertile young woman, was also about to make me squirt cum down her throat after only three slides. `Um ... Uck ... Aaaahhh," she choked for a moment, after pulling off. "I think we'd better get this thing down where it belongs, don't you?" she asked with a smile. Oh God, again. Ooooohhhh! All of my sisters, and my nieces too, have a LOT to learn about fucking. Lilly might not be as naturally tight as the younger girls, but she TRIES harder. I felt clamping ripples run down my prick, as she gyrated, then gave two, three, then four "bumps and grinds" with her hips. I couldn't help it; not 10 seconds after getting inside her, I was blowing thick greasy cum at the teenager's womb. Even with all the cum I'd left in my two sexy nieces earlier in the day, I was still able to jerk at least three good squirts in the older girl. "Now up my ASS," she groaned, as she felt me squirt and our fucking grew slippery. "Right HERE!" Ow. It was almost painfully tight in her gut. I knew now why Lilly had insisted I cum in her pussy first. If I hadn't been well lubricated with semen, there's not a chance in the world I'd have gotten in her ass without tearing a hole in her. Like her cunny and throat, it was obviously not the first time for the girl. "Ooooh," she murmured appreciatively; stirring a finger in the sloppy goop now dripping out of her cunny. "That was NICE. You can come over and knock me up any time you feel like it, Brian." Oh. In spite of her holding me close and cuddling; firm melons pressed warmly into my chest, and her tight little ass milking the last sticky drops of semen into her body, I eventually wilted and slipped out. "Thanks, Lolita," I told her, with one last snuggling cuddle. "I really appreciated that." "Anytime, Squirt," she replied; turning back to the book I had interrupted her from, as if sucking, fucking, and being cornholed by the neighbor boy was something that was a barely noticeable bump in her day. "Anytime." I noticed Lolita didn't say a word or even flinch when I used her given name. I hurriedly dressed and headed back to the house, now that my "needs" had been taken care of. "So what was THAT all about?" asked their mother as I clomped back through the kitchen. "You weren't here more than ten minutes." Astonished, I looked at the clock. Not seven minutes had passed since I arrived. No WONDER Dick's little sister hadn't minded getting me off, if it took THAT little of her time. Less time than it would take to argue about it. I wondered (hoped) she really meant that, "Anytime," of hers. "We were just practicing making a baby, Mom," came the throaty contralto from the door. For a second, her mother appeared flustered. Then a firm, "Well, I HOPE you two kids used a condom. Lord knows there's enough kids your age getting pregnant these days." "Yes, Mom ... I know." Lilly grinned at her mom; then smirked and gave me a wink. "I know," she repeated. Richard just rolled his eyes and gave me a lopsided grin. I headed back to the house ... Still almost two hours before I was due to babysit the Marvin kids. As I was walking through the park, taking a short-cut back home, I noticed three kids playing there, with their mother watching. Unlike most times, there weren't very many "dirty old men" watching. Perhaps Kelly had drained all the local pedophiles while she was down there earlier. I know it's not likely; but possible, when you consider how horny the cute little slut can be sometimes. I know *I* can never keep up with her. I may get my share of sex; but Kelly can beat me any day of the week ... and twice on Sundays. Not many dirty old men watching? I took a look around; and there wasn't ONE. Damn. And cute kids like those three certainly deserved watching. So, determined to do my Civic Duty, I sat down on a swing myself to do just that: Watch. No, I didn't really plan on getting in the pants of any of those little cuties. For one thing, I'd just gotten off pretty damned good in Lolita's tight little snatch. For another, the rule at the park was, "Watch, but don't touch, unless invited." Mostly boys like me weren't invited; especially when there were several Class-A-1 pedophiles in the neighborhood. Besides, many (but not all) of the kids were just too young to fuck. Nice to look at; but way too young to have thick cum-squirting male pricks shoved up inside their tight little cunnies ... yet. Prime grazing grounds for dirty-old-men who like mostly to look; but not usually for horny teenagers who need women (or at least sexy young girls) to fuck and cum in. This time, it was different though. I sat there for close to twenty minutes; sneaking peeks at the two darlings playing in the sandbox, while their older sister played a little further away on the teeter- totter. It seems the older of the two youngsters, a girl about six who pointedly avoided her little brother, had somehow neglected to wear panties that day ... And every so often she'd be turned my way when squatting; and I'd get an almost full view of her bare little cunny! "She does that on purpose, you know," came a quiet voice at my elbow. The girl's older sister was standing there; looking down in my lap where a growing hard-on was just starting to show. Talk about starting; I just about jumped off the swing! "My little sister," she explained, ignoring my jumpiness, "likes to show off her crack. Acts like it's an accident. Sometimes when some of the older guys get TOO excited and put their `things' in her crack and squirt cream inside her she really squeals." She paused a moment, then added thoughtfully, "Of course, she really likes that too. Almost as much as I do." I almost fell off the swing, at the unexpected statement. You just DON'T have a little girl walk up to you in the park and tell you how much she likes to have big horny men put their cum-dripping and swollen pricks all the way up inside her tight little baby-hole and squirt her cute little tummy full of thick white baby-making cream! Well . Jenny did. Jenny. That's what her name was. I never did learn her little sister's name. I was saved from having to make an intelligent reply by the girl's mother picking that moment to come over. "Uh ... say?' she asked hesitantly. I woggled my eyebrows; bringing a giggle from the child next to me. "You seem to like watching the kids," she began, "and I was wondering ...." "Yes?" I asked. Hell, I was almost beet red from embarrassment. I was lucky to get that out, what with the conversation (if you could call it that) that I had been having with her eldest daughter. "I was WONDERING," she repeated; now blushing herself, "if you could watch the kids for a few minutes. I don't want to leave them alone. You hear all these stories these days about perverts who hang around playgrounds .." Well ... I wasn't a pervert; that's for sure. Heck, I wasn't really sure I'd know what a pervert was if I stumbled over one on the street. Somebody who doesn't treat little girls nice I think. Maybe some jerk who'd feel a little girl up, get the youngster all hot and bothered, and then refuse to stick his prick inside her and fuck the kid properly. Maybe. Perhaps it's just a guy who wouldn't ejaculate his cum inside a little girl like a man is supposed to do, or something like that. I've never known or even seen a pervert; so I wouldn't know. I just couldn't imagine anybody wicked enough to want to HURT one of these little darlings. Like one of those cartoons or horror- movies. "Uh ...," I said, looking around for somebody to rescue me; hoping to see one of the local pedophiles who would normally quite gladly keep an eye (or even a prick) on (or in) cute little youngsters like these ... Especially cute little girls that didn't wear panties under their short little skirts. Not that I really MINDED watching the cute youngsters ... I was doing that already. I just didn't think I was the best person for the job. Besides, I was lazy. I didn't really like the idea of babysitting for free. "Please?!" she pleaded. "It's only a few blocks back to the car; and I don't want to leave the kids unattended. It'll only be a few minutes ... half an hour at the most. If I take the kids back with me, they won't get to play; and I really PROMISED them they'd have some time at the park today. Please?" she repeated. "Uh ...." I always was a sucker for a damsel in distress. She was pretty, the kids were cute and sexy, and I didn't have anything at all I really needed to do for the next hour or so. The mother seemed to sense my capitulation. "Thanks, really," she almost gushed. "I'll make it up to you. You won't regret it. I'll be back in a half-hour ... 45 minutes, tops!" This last was almost yelled back. "Now you kids be nice for Mister ... Uh ..." "Brian," I supplied. "Brian. You kids all do whatever Brian says, OK?" "Yes, Mom," from my elbow. A distracted, "Yes, Momma," from the sandpit. No reply at all from the youngster at the other end. I turned to the sprite next to me. "Your sister really does that deliberately?" I asked. "Uhuh," she nodded, seriously. "So do I; but I try not to be so obvious about it." "Oh," I gulped; somewhat nonplused by the idea that the youngster standing beside me had nothing on under the short skirt she was wearing but her own bare skin. "Can I see it?" I asked daringly. Carefully the child looked around on all sides before saying, "I guess so," and quickly lifting her skirt high so that I got a good look at the bare body underneath. A darling view of puffy little cunny-lips, and an oh-so-sweet look at a bare little belly. "I can't let you look very long," she apologized; finally dropping the skirt. "Somebody might see us." Damn, the kid had more sense than I did! It was with some disappointment that I heard her say, "Can you swing me?" Well ... If I couldn't sit there examining the little tart's treasures I guessed I could push the child's swing. Heck, if I pushed it from the FRONT, then I'd probably get quite a few glances up the child's short little skirt. I could see why the park was so popular with dirty old men. Just a few looks like I'd had would have most old geezers wasting cum in their pants. A shame, when there was a tight little cunny there, just waiting for a man's cum to be squirted into. "Not THAT way," she pouted; stopping my getting off the seat. "I want to sit in your lap," she explained. Oh. I shouldn't have given in ... But I did. Little girls like her and her little sister were really a little young to play with grown men yet; especially the kind of games I liked to play. Give the girls another couple of years though .... Still, I wasn't about to turn down sex ... even from a six-year-old, if I could get it. No, I'm not really all that ashamed to admit it that I did it. I picked up the youngster and sat her square in my lap; her skinny legs dangling down on either side; and her bare little cunny rubbing against the front of my pants! The short skirt the child wore was just long enough to barely cover up the two of us without showing she didn't have anything on underneath. "See?" she whispered in my ear; while I started rocking the swing gently. "Now you can reach up under my dress and touch me; and nobody will notice." Oh God. was she cute. Cute, sexy, and most important: horny. Just the kind of girl I like best. I looked around, and still all I could see was a few trees, and the two younger kids still playing quietly in the sandbox. The girl's younger sister though, threw a big grin at us as she saw my hand was already underneath her big sister's skirt. God the child was smooth and warm and erotic. I couldn't help myself; barely able to keep one hand holding onto the rope; keeping the two of us semi-steady, while I felt up the child with the other one. Smooth and warm and . dipping one finger experimentally into the child's slit . wet and slippery inside. My favorite kind of girl. The little girl didn't object; instead pushing back at me as my middle finger slid inside her tight little tunnel to the hilt. "That feels good," she murmured, before reminding me to keep on swinging slightly, so nobody would suspect. The hard part was doing that without having a heart-attack. "Billy likes to put his `thing' in me when we do this," she moaned; trying to push herself even farther onto my big finger. "Billy?" I asked; looking in surprise at the little boy in the sandbox. No way a kid THAT young would or even could .. "Billy ... My big brother." Oh. I should have known. "Please?" she whimpered. "It feels REAL good that way. I'll make it feel good for you too." When I didn't reply; the child squirmed even harder; trying to force my whole hand inside her body. "Billy really likes it a lot," she added persuasively. I was lost. I'll BET her big brother liked it "a lot". I could just imagine how tight the youngster's tight little tunnel would feel around my swollen prick. Her vagina was already making rippling motions on my invading finger. For a moment I almost doubted my sanity; actually RESISTING a little girl who wanted to be fucked? Still, I had my doubts about doing it right out in the open like this. Some things you just don't do in public. Like her mother, the girl could sense the collapse of my resistance. Hurriedly looking around again she reached underneath herself, unbuttoned my pants, unfastened my belt, pulled the front of my pants open, reached down inside my underwear, and pulled out my swollen and leaky prick. It was obviously NOT the first time the girl had done something like this; as the youngster managed the whole operation without getting off my lap or me moving off the swing. Luckily there was a building and fence just behind us; as anybody now passing to our rear would have seen me sitting on my pants; my bare rear-end hanging out for all the world to see. The child's short skirt still hid the obscene things going on from the front. I didn't dare do more than slightly rock the swing though, in a parody of swinging. "Are you sure?" I barely managed to gasp, as the little girl grasped my prick, and directed the cum-dripping head against her almost equally slippery little crack. Way too late, if you ask me now. I just wanted to be certain she wasn't uncomfortable about doing this right out here in the park where anybody might come along and see. "Uhuh," she muttered; concentration aimed mostly at my penis; fitting the member firmly against her tight little baby-hole. "Billy really likes it when I do THIS," she groaned ... and then slid down my prick to the hilt! Oh God! I almost groaned my ecstasy as I felt a tight ring surround the head of my prick ... and then ripple smoothly down until it was making almost incredibly tight spasms round the base where my pubic hair had finally turned into a fairly decent bush. It was all I could do to keep from wailing my ecstasy to the world. Blinking back unexpected tears, I checked hurriedly around again to see who might notice the pervert in the park, now mated to a little girl perhaps only half his age. Nobody except the child's little sister, who was now unabashedly staring at where my prick vanished into her big sister's body; completely unaware that she was making almost as erotic a display herself, with her short skirt rumpled almost up to her belly-button, and wet little charms fully in view of any passer-by who happened along. Thankfully, nobody did. I still grin to myself though, if any of those dirty-old-men had happened by to see it. It probably would have given the old goats heart-attacks! "Oooh, you're even bigger than Daddy." Oh shit. Every man likes to know he's big. I'm not really THAT big; but the kid's family was probably small. Still, just the thought of this little precocious morsel taking her own father's prick inside her almost had me spouting before I barely got inside her. "You fuck your own daddy?" I asked. "I used to," she pouted. "Then Momma caught Daddy in my room one night, and they had a big argument. Momma says Daddy liked to fuck ME better than her; and he got mad at that. He never came back, and I miss him," she sniffled. "After that, it was only me and Billy." Oh. "You and Billy," I repeated dumbly. "Billy taught me this," announced the girl sitting down even harder on my prick; seeming to recover her cheerfulness immediately now that she had a prick inside her again. The youngster deliberately didn't really bounce up and down. I guess it would have been way too obviously a little girl fucking; and her mother had warned her not to. She closed her eyes and her mouth screwed up in concentration, while I felt ripples of internal muscles running up and down my engorged and swollen member. "See," the girl told me, "I TOLD you I'd make it feel good for you." Oh God, did she ever. Too damned good for her own good, it seems. "I'm going to cum," I announced in barely a groan. I didn't dare say it louder. Still, I had to warn the child, even if she WAS way too young to worry about getting pregnant yet. "Are you going to put your baby-stuff inside me now?" she asked. I almost let her have every drop right then. Still, I somehow managed to hold on. While I was in a hurry to finish before her mother got back ... or anybody ELSE noticed the obscene thing going on over at the swings ... or some other children showed up, a few more seconds wouldn't make that much difference; while it would double or triple the time I had spent fucking the little girl. "How old are you, Hon?" I asked. Something I should have asked earlier. Heck, some kids look younger than their ages. The kid could be eleven or twelve even. Some kids didn't develop breasts or hair on their vaginas until then. My prick swelled inside her a little more, at the very thought. I like making babies in little girls ... IF they don't mind, that is. I'd never rape a child, or force her to have my baby; but if the kid didn't mind, why should I? "Eight," she replied; holding up both hands; one with thumb and little-finger tucked under. "And a half," she added proudly. God .8 1/2 ... Still a kid. Darn. "You're too young to have a baby yet," I told her. "Momma won't let me take Billy's baby-stuff in my tummy any more," the girl responded. "She made us stop when my periods started, about two months ago." Oh shit, oh shit, oh SHIT! I couldn't help it. The child's rippling cunny around my prick caught me by surprise. I had been paying more attention to the conversation than I had to the incipient eruption in my prick. All the time we had been talking, the little eight- year-old had been milking my prick with her tight little cunny ... and it finally got what it wanted ... a belly full of thick white cum. "It's not so much fun when he has to pull out, just when it's getting exciting," Jenny complained; squirming and squeezing, and rippling her muscles up and down my prick. That was too much. I felt the first thin squirt of sperm spit out my prick, and into the child's welcoming belly. It was soon followed by thicker and more satisfying squirts. "Are you putting your baby-stuff in me now?" she asked; her attention obviously drawn by the fact that our movements had suddenly gotten slicker. It was WAY too late for me to pull out, even if I'd been so inclined; so I just let it flow. Spurt after spurt, and jet after jet sprayed into the child, as it felt like I was almost pissing sperm into the child's womb. If her mother had arrived at that moment and tried to yank the child off me, I wouldn't have been able to stop fucking the youngster; jerking my sperm into her body in squirt after thick glorious squirt. "Uhuh," I groaned; unable to stop myself. "I'm doing it right now. Oh God, it feels good." "Thanks, Mister." She squirmed on me. "Did you like it?" She had to ASK? "Uhuh," I agreed; panting into her neck; enjoying the sweet scent of little girl added to the thick musk of male cum. "I liked it a LOT." The understatement of the century. My prick finally wilted a little; not really getting soft; but soft enough to pull out without hurting her. A thick white flood followed. "Wow," she muttered, "you sure do cum a LOT ... even more than Daddy did. Is that really the stuff that makes babies?" she asked, innocently. "Uhuh," I could barely groan; guilt now overtaking me. What if the child's mother objected? Jenny had already made it clear her mom didn't want the kid's older brother ejaculating his baby-making cum inside the little girl's vagina. "Wow," she repeated. "Am I going to have a baby now?" she asked, hopefully. "I want one, and Mom won't let Billy put his baby-stuff in me any more," she added with a slight moue of disappointment. Suddenly guilt warred with a desire to give the little girl what she was asking for. No wonder she let a strange man feel her up, fuck her, cum in her, and fill her tiny little womb with sperm. I'd met several girls before who WANTED to get pregnant; and I've learned since it's not all that uncommon ... even in girls too young have babies yet. It's just not something most people advertise. "Well ... Maybe," I explained. "Most girls don't usually get pregnant on the first try. Usually it takes at least two or three times of a man putting his baby-stuff in a girl before she catches. Though it could happen. You're a little young yet; but you COULD have my baby inside your cute little tummy right now." We both looked expectantly down at the child's flat tummy; as Jenny held her skirt up so I could see it and the thick ooze seeping from further down, between the child's swollen and puffy cunny-lips. An incredibly erotic and beautiful sight: your thick white baby- making cum, simply teeming with millions upon millions of tiny sperm, slowly seeping out of the fertile young belly of a sexy and horny little girl ... even if the girl IS only eight years old. "Wow! He really did it in you, didn't he?" came the wide-eyed voice of the child now staring at her big sister's crotch where my seed was slowly trickling out. "That's even more stuff than Billy squirts in me," added the youngster; looking in amazement at the mess in her sister's lap. "Yeah ... Well help me clean up," agreed the older girl; taking her skirt and wiping between her legs. "Here, let me borrow YOUR skirt a bit," she commanded; taking the little 6-year-old's and using it to finish wiping my dick. Neither youngster seemed the slightest bit embarrassed at showing off their completely bald little cunnies to a stranger who had just ejaculated inside the older girl. "There, that'll do it I guess," she decided, once I was just a little sticky. "You'd better get dressed before Momma gets back," she told me with the same voice-of-command she'd used on her little sister. Oh God ... Talk about losing track of the really important things! I almost cut my prick off with my zipper; fighting to get the thing closed. Wouldn't you know it? In my hurry, the damned thing JAMMED; and I could see their MOTHER coming up the sidewalk leading to the park. Oh DAMN! I didn't even get my prick properly back in my underpants. Shit. Still, we DID manage a bit of decorum. I managed to get my pants buckled and my prick tucked barely inside; and then I sat the little six-year-old down on my lap ... facing me this time, with her legs sticking out in back, while mine stuck out in front. The feel of her slippery little slit against my still half-hard prick almost had me spouting again inside the child's clothing and all over my pants. Still, the little girl's short little dress hid most of the obscene joining underneath ... I hoped. "Were the girls good?" the woman asked; grinning down at the little girl in my lap; while the older sister grinned back even harder. Thinking about the thick quantities of seed the 8-year- old standing next to me had inside her belly, and the warm feeling of the younger girl's cunny lips wrapped around the base of my prick, I could barely croak, "Uhuh. They were REAL good." The understatement of the year, I think. Good just didn't begin to describe how nice the two youngsters had been. "Thanks for watching the girls," she smiled back. "It really helped ... A lot!" "If there's ANYTHING either the girls or I can do to show our appreciation," she added, "you be sure and come over to ask. We're down here at the park almost every afternoon." Somehow I knew my afternoons were going to be busy from now on. Even the mother looked to be quite sexy, in spite of her age and having at least four kids. I resolved sometime in the near future to find out just how inclusive, "anything" went. Some other day though. Right now I was being distracted by a slippery little cunny wetly slobbering against my prick. "Now thank the nice man for watching you," the woman told the little 6-year-old. "You can catch up with us after you're done. We'll walk slow and wait for you." "Mmmm. I'm supposed to kiss you properly," the youngster told me, as her family slowly headed back the way the woman had just came. I didn't remember her mother saying a word about kissing. Still, maybe it was a routine practice in her family ... only I'm sure not like WE did. Or maybe I'm wrong, seeing what she did next. "Oh, not like THAT," she complained; as I bent down for a chaste little smooch. Darn, I was sure going to hate to see the last of her; even if the kids did come back again tomorrow. "Not like that," she complained again. "Open your mouth, dummy" She had my name right THERE. "Mmmmm. That's better," she moaned into my open mouth. "I want you to put your baby in my belly, just like you did Jenny's." Oh God. "If you're SURE," I groaned; lifting the youngster a little, so my now-erect prick could fit inside her. By then I didn't give a DAMN, if her whole family, mother, sister, brother, BIG brother, police, or the entire neighborhood stopped over to watch. I just HAD to get my prick inside the little girl's tight little tube. Devil be damned. "Uh, Uh, OOOhh! The youngster slid down my prick until it was in to the root; and the child's talented little inner muscles were doing their dance similar to her big sisters, only tighter; milking my prick for it's seed. "Uhn, uh, unh," she grunted; bouncing up and down on my lap. "Are you going to put your baby-stuff in me now?" she asked; not stopping her squirming and milking on me. `Uh, huh, huh," I grunted in time to the, "Slap, slap, slap," of our genitals meeting. When the girl's mother had looked back this time, there wasn't the slightest doubt what the two of us were doing on that swing. "Here it c - c - comes," I warned the little girl ... way too late; as I was already squirting thick sticky streams of goo inside her. "Uh, uh, uh, th - th - thank you," she answered; also in time to the thick wet slaps of our jerking bodies. "It feels NICE," she whined. "Much better than Bobby ... Better than DADDY even. Oooh, thank you." With that we had to pull apart. I gave the child one last open-mouthed kiss, and told her I liked her very much. She gave me a grin that lit up the park like sun coming out from behind clouds. Pulling off my lap; she ignored the mess this time; not even using her dress to slop up the spill like her big sister had. She was halfway to the corner, slippery gray goo dripping down one skinny leg almost to her knee on the left side, and all the way to her short white socks on the other, when she turned and said with the sunny smile I'll always treasure, "Thanks for the baby, Mister," and was gone. It was all I could do to stagger home. While I was out, Mom told me that Amanda had called. I didn't remember any current girlfriends called, "Amanda," and Mom had to remind me that she was the babysitter I'd knocked up almost seven years ago when I was nine. Oh. It seems that not having a husband is getting a little hard for her; especially now that our daughter is getting old enough to ask questions ... like who her father is, and how babies are made. So ... believe it or not ... Amanda wants ME to come over and teach our little girl how babies are made ... the same way Amanda taught ME when I was nine years old. Not only that, but she was hinting that our little girl could use another brother or sister to play with. This, I was going to have to think about. Not for long though. Dad has told me several times that as exciting as it is to fuck any woman, there's NOTHING like the thrill of sticking your prick in the tight little baby-hole of your own daughter ... and fucking her tight little belly full of cream just teeming with baby-making sperm. Trying to make a baby in your own baby girl, is just too good, it seems. Actually knocking up your own kid has to be one of the highlights of a man's life, according to Dad. If that's so, then I wonder how it would be to knock up the little girl you had previously fathered on your own daughter ... or even granddaughter. Who knows ... Maybe someday if I lived long enough, I'd also be lucky enough to find out. I spent about half the time remaining before my second babysitting job, with Kelly on my lap; my prick buried in the little nine-year-old; just leaking cum and pre-cum in the little girl. I didn't really need to get off in my sister; just feeling her around my prick, gently squeezing on it with her tight little cunny was enough to keep me satisfied without working up the NEED to cum in her cute little belly. After all, I wanted to save what cum I had left for the day, for the two youngsters I was sitting that afternoon. I wouldn't want their mom to accuse me of neglecting the kids. If I did, she might stop asking me over to watch them ... and get some OTHER teenager like my friend Richard, maybe. Oh, occasionally my prick would give another twitch; and I'd let loose another drip or drop of something in my kid sister's tight little snatch; but that was all the release I really needed while waiting. Kelly didn't mind. She gets enough of the real thing, that sitting on my lap with my prick stuffed up inside her just leaking a little was something we both often enjoy ... especially when watching some of the little kids fucking on Dad's DVDs. Actually fucking ourselves would just have spoiled things; as the urge to watch sexy pictures often goes away once you shoot your sperm inside a girl. Several times Mom came through the room, checking the TV where the porno was playing. I guess she wanted to make sure that I didn't use my privileges with the remote to watch cartoons or something else violent while Kelly was sitting on my lap with my prick leaking cum filled with sperm inside her daughter's body. Geesh, you'd THINK Mom would know enough to trust me alone with the youngster by now. You'd think I was some kind of pervert or something; and not to be trusted alone with little girls. By the time my appointment at the Marvin house came due, I had probably leaked enough sperm inside my little sister's belly to knock the kid up without cumming ... IF she had been old enough to get pregnant yet. Even though she's been having periods for over six months now, since she was about eight and a half, we both know the chances were pretty small, or Mom wouldn't *let* us fuck "bareback" like this. Well .. OK . Mom didn't want to cheat my sister out of the tiny but real chance the kid had of having even temporary fame and publicity by having a baby while only nine years old. So . It was quite a bit of fun to try sometimes. So, it was with a tiny bit of regret that I pulled out of the little squirt ... regret on both our parts; as we watched my swollen dong inch out of the child; trying to unmate without the excitement of her tight little tube sucking on my prick causing me to spill my seed inside her vagina. I almost let the little twerp have it anyway. Still, I was going to need that extra cum. "Thanks, Squirt," I bantered; swatting the kid on her cute little ass. "Watch who you call, `Squirt." she warned me with a grin; looking pointedly at my dribbling prick. The kid had a point. If anybody squirted around here, it was usually me. I hurried and pulled my undershorts on, and then my pants. "I'll be over at the Marvin's," I told her. Kelly just nodded and continued watching TV ... now a documentary on incest and Tribal Customs in Africa, where boys were encouraged to learn about sex by fucking the prepubertal girls ... even or especially their own little sisters ... until at 16 they magically became MEN, and weren't allowed in the young girls' house any more; expected to marry one of the girls who had proved their fertility in the last year, and start raising babies. I'd seen it before. The scene where five boys come into the little- girls' hut and spend the night with 16 girls, was quite something ... even if almost all the intercourse took place under cover. An even better scene was where the one where the 11-year-old had just started bleeding for the first time; and once she stopped had to "prove her fertility" by taking on all the men in the tribe ... one a night for a month. Yeah, everybody in the tribe; starting with her own father and brothers in the first week; and ending with her grandfather and uncles sometime in the last one; each MAN taking the girl for the first time in public ... in front of the whole tribe ... before spending the night with that person. The idea (I guess ... The announcer said so) being so that every man in the tribe would feel there was at least a CHANCE any child the girl conceived was his ... and so feel obligated to protect both the girl and any baby she had. Since the whole tribe was closely related, chances were good that any child she had would be (at the furthest) fathered on her by a second-cousin; with siblings being the most common. I often wonder how the narrators managed to get the tribe to let them take pictures of the whole thing . especially those scenes where the girl has sex with her own father for the first time. Of course (being me) I prefer the scene where the youngster in the younger girls' hut takes on all five of her big brothers at one time. God, is that sexy. Five big hunky teenagers taking on one little 9-year-old; spunking the girl's belly three or four times apiece, in just that one scene. God ... Made me want to spunk the child's cute little belly with MY cum, just watching it. Kelly was watching the movie; fingering her own tight little twat, almost the same age as the youngster on TV, as that very scene started up again, just when I was leaving. My prick was still leaking and aching a bit when I got to the Marvin place. I'm barely in the door, when Mrs. Marvin gives me a quick, "Phone-number's on the Refrigerator, call 911 if there's an emergency, Doctor's phone on the phone, snacks in the fridge, Don't let the kids have more than one ice-cream, be back in about two hours, you know the drill!" and was halfway out the door before I managed to squeak a, "Yes, Mrs. Marvin," out. "So ... What do you kids want to do?" I asked; looking at the two youngsters. Cindy (the older girl) was wearing a short little sun-dress, with (fairly obviously) nothing under it; while the younger girl (Colleen) wore even less . A cute little sun-suit consisting or top (not really a bra) around her bare little chest, and even shorter skirt than the dress her big sister had on. At the moment, the youngster had the short skirt pulled up to her waist; and was fingering her puffy and slightly reddened little crack. "How about playing `Doctor' like we did LAST time?" asked Cindy. "I've been practicing with Mom's bologna we had for dinner yesterday, and I think I can take your ... uh . `thermometer' all the way up my ass now." Oh God. The things kids think of these days. "I wanna play `house' this time," complained the younger girl; not taking her finger from her slippery little slit. "You two always play the games YOU want to," she pouted. The kid did have a point. "But I wanted to ...." I stopped Cindy's matching whine with a chopping motion of my hand. If I tried, I should be able to satisfy everybody. After all, what were babysitters like me FOR, if not to use their brains. Even Colleen was old enough she didn't need to be ridden-herd-on like a two-year-old; and at ten her big sister was almost old enough to take care of both of them without my help. Almost. Some things however, a little girl couldn't do for herself. "How about we play, `Mommy and Daddy,'" I suggested. "That's almost the same as playing, `House,' except Mommy and Daddy do things in bed, instead of the kitchen." Colleen looked at me suspiciously for a moment, then agreed. "Do we get to go all naked, like when playing, `Doctor,'?" asked her big sister; trying to decide if this "game" would be as fun as the last. "Uhuh," I replied. "We'll play, `Mommy and Daddy make a baby," I told them. "Cindy, you can be the Mommy, and I'll be the Daddy, OK?" "But what about ME?" whined the younger girl. "Don't *I* get to play too?" I thought for a moment. "Uh ... OK," I agreed. "How about THIS instead: We play, `Mommy and Daddy teach their little girl how babies are made.'" I grinned at the youngster and added, "I'll play `Daddy' making a baby in `Mommy' ... your big sister; and if you're a real GOOD little girl and learn how it's done, then Daddy will teach you how he makes a baby in his little girl's tummy ... just like he does in Mommy's, OK?" "Well ...." the five-year-old thought a bit before deciding. "OK but ... I get to have Daddy make a baby in MY tummy, just like Mommy does." "OK, it's a deal," I told her. Cindy scowled for a moment; I guess still wanting to play, "Doctor," again, so she could show off the skill she had practiced with the sausage. "Oh, I GUESS," she grumped; finally giving in. "Let the little twerp have her way THIS time. But we play, `Doctor.' next time," she insisted. At nearly twice her little sister's age, the 10-year-old wasn't so sure she would like playing, "baby" games like her little sister did. "Is that OK with you?" I asked Colleen. It was. "Hey, don't be such a grump," I told Cindy. "I think you'll like, `Mommy and Daddy make a baby,' even more than playing, `Doctor.'" "REALLY?" she asked. "But that FELT so good, when you stuck your big `thermometer' in me to, `Take my temperature in the butt,' like they do in the hospital," she observed; obviously remembering with some fondness my buggering her for the first time. "This feels even BETTER, when I stick it up your front," I explained; shivering slightly at the delicious thought of how good it would feel to ME to have her tight little tunnel squeezing the cum out of my prick instead of her cute little ass. Not that I've got anything against cute little asses ... especially hers (or her little sister's) squeezing sticky cum out of my prick and into their cute little bellies. It's just that I'm a little prejudiced. Even in *little* girls, a cute little cunny is the *proper* place to deposit cum. Mom taught me that, the first time *she* showed me how babies were made ... the right way, by having me slide my prick up in her vagina and dump my cum right up inside her twat so I could make a baby in HER belly, the way a man is supposed to. "Really?" she gasped; wide-eyed at the possibility. Before it had only been my finger up her tight little twat. "Really," I confirmed. By this time we had reached the girls' bedroom. I led them right past it, to their wide-eyed amazement, to their parent's bedroom. A king-sized bed made a nice setting for teaching two little girls about sex and how babies are made. "Now get undressed," I instructed. "You have to be naked to make babies like Mommy and Daddy do." "Really?" "Well," I admitted, "not ALL the time. Still it's easier that way." "OK." By now both girls had started shrugging out of what little clothing they wore. "Not YOU," I instructed the 5-year-old (OK ... 5 1/2). "Right now you're going to play a little girl who comes in Mommy's and Daddy's bedroom, and finds them making a little baby sister for you." At first, the child was about to pout; then thought about it and got really into the game. "When do I come in?" she asked; heading for the door to wait around the corner. I pondered for a full half-second. "Until your big sister . Uh, `Mommy' . squeaks when I put my `thing' inside her," I instructed. "OK ... But don't make me wait TOO long." I wasn't. After watching even part of that movie with Kelly sitting on my prick, and then even STARTING this horny scene of my own, if I didn't get my prick inside a hot wet hole SOON, it would be too late. "Now up on the bed ... No, the MIDDLE of the bed," I instructed the naked little 10-year-old, "and spread your legs." By then I was almost as naked as she was. It took me two seconds longer to drop my shoes and sock. "Now THIS is the way Daddy makes a baby in Mommy," I told her; swabbing my pre-cum dripping prick up and down her tight little slit ... and then slowly PUSHING the head inside. "Ow," yelped the youngster, as something snapped a little. She didn't really have much of a hymen left after my fingering her the week before. Still, a stiff prick is a LOT bigger than any finger! God, it felt good, just having the head of my prick inside her. "Mommy ... Daddy! What are you DOING?" came the excited voice at my right elbow; Cindy's little sister staring in amazement at where the head of my penis had vanished into her big sister's body. "Mommy and Daddy are making a baby ... a little sister for you to play with," I told her; forcing yet another inch into the older girl. "Really?" Coleen asked; wide-eyed as even more of my prick sank into her big sister. I'm not sure if she was just playing her part to the hilt, or really never knew before how babies were made ... Probably both, I think. Oh God. Cindy's tight little tube was squeezing the hell of my prick, even if it was only halfway inside her. With the erotic game we'd been playing, along with the previous hour or so with Kelly, it was all I could do to resist filling the child's womb with my baby-making cum before we even really got started fucking. I wanted to give the girl a chance to feel what REAL sex was like ... hopefully to even have her first orgasm with a prick (MY prick) throbbing in her belly when she did. At the very least, I wanted to be bottomed out inside the girl when I spewed cum inside her. Somehow I managed to hold back the incipient surge. Still, I knew at least SOME of my sperm were already in the girl's belly, as I felt the tiniest bit of release. "Now if you're a GOOD little girl," I grinned over at Colleen, "Daddy will make a baby in YOUR cute little tummy too, just like he's doing in Mommy, so you can have a little baby brother or sister of your own." Oh God, what a line. I like it. "Really, Daddy?" Colleen whimpered; putting both hands between her legs. I guess that at even at five years old, the youngster was already getting sexually excited from watching me breeding her big sister. "Promise, Daddy?" she asked; really getting into the role. "Uhuh," I grunted. "Ju ... uhst .. as soon as I ... uh . put a baby in ... uh ... your Mommy." Oh God. By this time I was sliding almost three inches in and out of the little 10-year-old virgin. I hadn't been in a little girl THIS tight since ... Since I can't remember. I almost lost it when I thought of how tight her little sister would be around my prick. Then I wilted a bit at the thought that maybe I wouldn't even be able to GET inside the youngster. I hate breaking promises to little girls. "At least I'll TRY," I conceded. I wasn't about to rupture the little girl trying, either. Colleen pouted a little; but accepted my compromise. I couldn't hold out. For all my plans to fuck Cindy for half an hour or more, like I often do with my sisters, the excitement of it being her first fuck with a real man's prick in her tight little tunnel was too much. "Oh God," I groaned. "Here it comes ... one little baby in one little girl ... Uh ... Ooops. I mean, one little baby in Mommy's tummy." "Huh, huh, huh," panted Cindy in my ear; the pants in time with her wild thrusts back at me. I'll be damned; but I think the kid was close to having an orgasm, her first time of being fucked! "Please?" she whimpered. So I did it. My prick spasmed, swelled, and then I felt a rush of cum squirt almost painfully through the tube on the bottom of my prick, and into the waiting belly of the little ten-year-old. Got it felt good (it always does) to let that horny load go ... right into the waiting and fertile young belly of a little girl who was working to get every drop. At first I could feel the child's soft little cervix bumping against the end of my prick ... and then as I shoved in HARD, I felt a tight ring of SOMETHING spread around the tip. No, I don't think I got inside the girl's uterus. My prick would probably had to have been two or three inches longer for that to happen. However, that same cervix must have been far looser than most women's ... and my prick was poking inside it! I must have been spraying my seed almost directly into the child's womb. God, what an erotic thought. "See," I told the watching (still dressed) little girl at the side of the bed. "Daddy's putting his baby-stuff in Mommy's tummy now, so we can have a baby in about nine months. Mommy's tummy is going to get REAL big, in a month or so, when Daddy's baby starts to grow inside her." Colleen's eyes got REAL big at this. I'm not sure WHAT Cindy thought ... her body was still squirming; and her cunny was still making clamp-squeeeeze-clamp spasms around my prick. I'm not sure she got off; but for sure the girl enjoyed it. "Is this REALLY how you make babies?" she finally gasped; as her body relaxed and my prick finally wilted inside her flooded little tunnel. "Uhuh," I told her. Cindy's vagina made another quick squeeze around my prick at the very thought. "When you're older, and start your periods," I added. "Oh." Cindy seemed a little disappointed. "Mom says I could start bleeding any time now," she pointed out. I gave one last squirt inside her at the obscene thought that there was a possibility she could be conceiving my baby right then. After all (as Mom had pointed out to me a few times) a girl's first period only means she's missed her first chance at getting pregnant, NOT just that she could get pregnant in the future. Even some of the girls in that African Tribe in the Documentary sometimes got pregnant without ever having the first period to announce the start of their fertility. There, the girls were treasured as something special, it seems ... Highly valued in trading for potential wives from other tribes in the neighborhood. Almost the status of queens until they left. But the babies remained behind, to be raised with all of the other kids. I hauled my mind off the old video, and back to the present when Colleen joggled my elbow. "Daddy?" she asked. "Are you going to teach me how to make a baby too?" Oh shit. My prick, now limp as a noodle, picked THAT minute to slide out of her big sister. A flood of gooey white followed. "Uh ... In a minute," I groaned. "Daddy has to recover a bit, first." "Oh." Disappointment was written all over the youngster's face. I guess she figured that once again she was going to miss out by being, "Too young," for the fun that her big sister was allowed to have. "No really," I gasped. "Just give me half an hour." "Oh," again; but a little bit happier this time. "Remember, you PROMISED." So I did. So I did. Still, I figured it would take me at least half an hour to give the cute little shit the fucking she deserved. "Uh ... Brian?" No, "Daddy," now that she'd really been fucked. "Hmmmnn?" I prompted. "Is that REALLY the stuff that makes babies?" Cindy repeated; looking down at the slobbery goo making such sloppy mess of her puffy and red cunny-lips. "It seems so . so GOOEY." "That's so it sticks up inside you to make a baby," I told her. "Oh. Do I HAVE to lie here and wait for it to make a baby?" she asked. "I feel all gooshy and yucky down there." "No," I almost giggled; fighting back the urge so she wouldn't feel insulted. "You can go wash up, if you want to. In the meantime, Colleen and I will make up the bed, so your mother won't find it such a mess when she gets back." Half an hour of washing clothes, and fifteen minutes of drying sheets, and the master bedroom was decent again ... and my prick was starting to show interest in two now-naked little sluts playing with it. "Well," I said to Colleen, "Do you want Daddy to teach you how to make a baby now?" Surprisingly, the little slut not only didn't have a hymen like her big sister had, but was actually not as tight as the older girl, for some reason. However, she could only take a little over half my prick inside her before I bottomed out, with my prick poking at a soft knob in the end of the girl's vagina. "Please?" she whimpered. "Cindy got all of it inside HER." "Please?" Colleen repeated. I didn't really mean to even try. However, trying to make it easy on the child, I'd had HER sit on top of me in the living-room chair. That way the horny little shit could take it at her own pace, without me forcing a prick inside her. Colleen took advantage of this, and lifted both legs; dropping her body on my prick, like I was Vlad the Impaler, and my prick was a sharpened stake. "Ow, ooooh, ow," Colleen whined; but didn't put her legs down as inch after inch of solid prick slid slowly into her body. "It feels so NICE," she whimpered. Oh Jesus. A sloppy cervical muscle must run in the family, I thought. As Colleen descended, a tight muscle spread around the tip of my prick ... just like her big sister. Only with the younger girl it didn't stop there. First a tight ring around the hole in the tip of my prick. Then that same ring moving down over the head of the prick . past the glans ... until when the child's panting body came to rest on mine, an incredibly rubber-band-tight ring was surrounding my penis ... almost a full inch behind the head! "Now fuck me, and cum in me ... just like you did in Cindy," commanded the little five-year-old; looking down at where her bare cunny-lips meshed in the matted hair of my groin. "I want to FEEL your baby-stuff inside me," she added. "Oh God. So, that's how Cindy and Colleen's mother found us about five minutes later. I was first scared, then relieved, when she came around the corner from the kitchen, and found me fucking her little girl. At first a look of surprise came in her eyes, and possibly shock. Then, once she saw me with my prick buried all the way to the hilt in her little girl's body while the child squirmed eagerly on the impaling member, the woman's eyes brightened; a big grin slowly spreading across her face as she realized what was going on. I couldn't help it ... I came ... came in buckets and thick gooey squirts; closing my eyes to concentrate on the delicious sensation of a little girl squeezing and clamping on my prick, while is jerked and spasmed thick stick jets of cum directly into the child's womb; her tiny little uterus clamped around the head of my dick; both squeezing it like a second vagina-within-a-vagina, and trapping my seed inside the girl's womb where it belonged. I could still feel Mrs. Martin's fascinated eyes on me; staring at me; watching the babysitter while he did his level best to impregnate her five year old little girl. I glanced up, and saw the woman's eyes glowing in obvious approval, as I came in her little girl; spasming the child's womb full of potent seed; emptying my prostate in her daughter's body, as I actually tried my best to father a child on her little five-year-old. "Now you be real good for Brian," she told the youngster. "Make sure you squeeze every drop of his cum up inside your tummy, like you're supposed to." Oh God. Here I had been scared she might be mad at fucking the youngster. It's one thing to fuck a ten-year- old who's old enough to not only like sex, but also possibly have a baby of her own. It's yet another to take the virginity of a little girl who hasn't even started the first grade yet. And to pump your sperm directly into the child's womb? Still, Mrs. Martin not only didn't seem angry, but pleased. My prick finally wilted enough to pop out of the child's uterus, which had been holding on to the head like a bottle onto a cork. Immediately after, the whole thing slipped out. "Were the girls good?" she asked; grabbing a towel to stem the flood coming from the little preschooler's bare little cunny. Only the tiniest shade of pink told the tale of my taking the youngster's virginity ... or perhaps that was from my prick overstretching the child's uterus. In any case, both Colleen and Cindy only seemed the slightest bit sore. I could just barely nod. Just like the two little girls in the park, Cindy and Colleen had been INCREDIBLY good. Oh God, were they EVER good! "So ... you won't mind coming over and babysitting a kid in the girls' tummies again next week?" she prompted. I could barely manage to get up the energy to nod my head again; but she seemed satisfied. My surprise that she'd even want me back after catching me having full vaginal sexual intercourse with her little five-year-old; spasming the child's womb full of cum as if I was trying to knock the kid up (which actually I had been), kept me almost dumbfounded. "Did you girls LIKE Brian babysitting his kids in you?" she asked; now turning to the two youngsters. "Uhuh," and a smile from Cindy; and an almost violent nodding of the head from her little sister. Surprisingly little of the enormous quantity of cum I'd ejaculated in the younger girl was seeping out. Her big sister's crotch was more of a mess than Colleen's was. I guess most of my sperm must have still been trapped inside the child's womb; held inside her by the shrinking orifice of the youngster's cervix. Kids that young are very flexible, and they recover fast. By now Colleen's tiny uterus must be swamped with my seed, as the tight muscles of the little girl's recovering cervix trapped most of my semen inside her. My mind and my prick both ached at the very thought. Oh God, was that erotic. Knowing both girls had my sperm inside their wombs, and their mother not only didn't seem to mind, but was pleased about it, was breathtaking. Her new use of the word, "babysitting" to imply I was sitting a baby in her little girls' wombs was something else too. "Then I think you deserve a bonus for taking such good care of the girls," decided the woman; working swiftly to clean up the mess on the chair before it soaked in, while I struggled to get my pants properly on. "You look a little too tired right now," she observed; looking at me closely, "but maybe NEXT week you and I can show the girls the real dangers of having unprotected sex like that ... What happens when a man doesn't wear a condom and ejaculates his sperm into a woman when she's not on the pill, since my period was last week." Did she mean what I thought she did? Did I want to come back and find out? Did I DARE? Somehow I found myself out the door, with a wad of bills in my hand. I counted them. Almost three times my "standard fee". I headed home whistling; the wad of bills in my pocket as replacement for the wads of thick sticky cum I'd left in her two little girls' bellies. I knew I WOULD be back. Heck, I'd pay THEM to let me "babysit" her little girls like I had that night. Besides, curiosity just wouldn't LET me stay away. After that, I was ready to call it quits for the night; retaining what little sexual energy I had for my three horny little sisters. (I don't count Cindy ... It's mostly Dad and Mom who take care of HER needs; since the little shit is too small to fuck yet.) However, Mom stopped me and reminded me that I should stop over and see Amanda about our daughter. It seems Mom has some very firm ideas about some obligations a man has, once he's fathered a child on a girl . even if that girl is older than you, and your babysitter. Besides, she figured I had an obligation to the CHILD, even if I didn't owe the mother anything. Sometimes I think women want men for only one thing: Sex. I told Mom this; and for some reason she found it funny. I was still pondering this, wondering what Mom found so hilarious about it, when I headed cross-town to Amanda's place, after calling back to get directions. No, I'd never been there before; Amanda always "cumming" over to our house when "babysitting" with me. I say "with me", `cause I sat a baby in *her* belly, instead of her just watching me. Besides, over seven years is quite a while. Over six blocks around here, is quite a walk too; though I understand that in some cities it's less than half a mile. When I got there, I was tired. Having sex several times already, and then taking a half-hour brisk walk made me grumpy and tired, not horny like I should have been at the idea of teaching a little girl how babies were made and how her father (me) had made her inside her mother. Normally I guess, such an erotic thought would have kept me hard for a week. Well . OK, a couple of hours, maybe. Amanda's place was a small little one-bedroom bungalow The type you'd expect an old Grandma and Grandpa type to inhabit, not a slightly-older-than-teenager young woman with a kid. Still, it was neat and fairly pretty; with white siding and blue trim. I guess, living alone with a child, she couldn't afford much more. From Mom I got the idea Amanda had moved out from her parents, for some reason; and didn't even have a boyfriend at present. Which made me wonder just *why* she had been so eager . Well, OK, willing anyway . to have a young kid like me pump his baby in her tummy when she was only 16. Perhaps she *wanted* to be a single mother, with no "man" as "legitimate" father of her little girl, telling her how to raise the kid? That kind of fitted-in with my suspicions as to why she wanted me to "teach" her little girl, "How babies are made," and how she got into her mother's womb. Whatever. If that was the idea . Amanda wanting another kid, with no strings attached, and maybe even another kid in HER kid's belly, I guess I'd be willing, if not all that eager, to help out. Well . Maybe she just felt her little girl could use a little brother or sister . and wanted a REAL brother or sister for the kid. Or maybe I was just being suspicious; and all Amanda really wanted *was* for me to help "demonstrate" for her little girl how babies were made, and to allow the kid to meet her real father. Maybe. My real suspicion still was that she wanted the girl's father (me) to meat the kid. OK, so I'm skeptical. So sue me. Amanda had put on a little weight since I last saw her. Several years will tend to do that, once you get past about 18 years old. Still, except for a slight "spare tire" around her middle, she was at least as good looking as my big sister; and I often had wet-dreams about Carol. Wet- dreams I sometimes got to act out. No, she wasn't the wet- dream herself that she had been to a young boy at nine; but I think many a man would still follow her for miles in hopes of getting in her panties. "Oh . THERE you are," she told me, once the door was open. It had taken a little extra knocking to get any response from the house. "Michelle and I had just about given up on you," she explained; waving me inside. The woman was dressed in a "Baby-Doll" teddy, that left nothing to the imagination; with the front gaping open; allowing me full frontal view of her nudity. What she would have done if it had been a delivery-person, makes me wonder. Still, the view WAS pleasant. It even got my prick stirring again a little, anyway. "Standard babysitting rates?" she asked; brushing by me in a soft whirl of intimate apparel and bath-scent. "I can't really afford more, even if it is something special." Well . We *should* have discussed this before I came over; but for once I had forgotten to set a fee. "Rates *have* gone up slightly since you last came over to our house," I reminded her. Amanda sighed. The rise and fall of her pert breasts almost made me offer to reduce my standard fees . at least this one time anyway. I could tell from just looking around the fairly bare house that she couldn't afford the *extra* fees I sometimes charged for taking virginities or single visits just to get a little girl pregnant, as I was beginning to suspect this one would be. Regular customers get regular prices. Special fees for "special services". Still, Amanda hadn't charged anything extra to let *me* plant a baby in her tummy. The least I could do in return was allow her and her little girl the same courtesy. "It's only 10% more than Mom used to pay you," I reassured her. "FIVE per-cent," she bargained; looking at me with pleading eyes. Oh, what the heck. It would be a long walk back for nothing if I refused. Besides, I was almost dying of curiosity as to exactly *what* she wanted me to do with our little girl. I was almost ready to chuck the entire fee and take it completely on-charity, if only because it was *so* obvious Amanda really couldn't afford this; only doing it for love of her little girl. Still .. "Tell you what," I told her. "I'm feeling generous tonight." Amanda looked back at me suspiciously. I guess she'd found out often enough for herself, that, "If it looks too good to be true, it probably is." "I'll only charge you an hour's standard rate, even if it takes TWO hours tonight. However, this is only a one- time deal. After this, I charge the standard rate. Take it, or leave it." Amanda sighed with relief; doing quite nice things with her pectoral development. "I'll take it," she decided; figuring I guess that one time would be all that was needed, and probably that an hour's fee was what she originally had budgeted. I'm pretty good at guessing such things. "Michelle's waiting in the other room," she repeated. I'm not quite sure what I expected to find, "in the other room". Certainly not a little six-year-old lying naked on the bed, legs spread so far she was almost doing the splits, and two fingers from each hand jammed up her tight little tunnel, and a rubber dong buried to the balls in the little kid's tight little ass. ""Like I said, Michi and I had just about given up on you," explained Amanda with a blush that spread down her neck almost to her tummy. "So we got started without you." Oh. I looked closely at the little girl, and liked what I saw. For only six years old, my daughter was quite well developed; having fuller hips and body than either of my twin nieces, and almost as big a set of breasts. No, not breasts of a woman yet; but definitely more padding on the chest than you'd expect from a girl who had just started the first grade. Still, it was "cute" more than completely erotic. The little girl still looked like a little girl, even though her body was developing faster than most in getting ready to reproduce. "Move over, Honey, and make room, so Mikey and I can show you how we make babies." Oh . Oh shit. Here I had *expected* to spend a little time doing, "Sex Education Class"; explaining to the child about menstruation, boys, ejaculations, sperm, eggs, and similar inanities, before getting down to the "nuts and bolts" of demonstrating to the little girl exactly how babies DO get in women's tummies. Only it seems that (sensibly enough) Amanda had already explained all THAT to the child; not wanting to waste the precious time I spent there, with the clock ticking like the meter on a taxi. She was ready, her little girl was ready . All it took was for me to do the dirty deed. Only, not completely unexpectedly, *I* wasn't ready yet. However, Amanda was ready for that too. I had barely shrugged off my clothes; and was starting to remove my shoes, when the woman pushed me back on the bed and started fellating me like one of the professional actors in some of Dad's porno films. God, was she good. I barely noticed her little girl removing my shoes and socks; getting a good view of the obscene goings-on on the bed at the same time. "Now you do it," commanded Amanda; holding my now-erect prick up so our daughter could take over. Michelle must have been practicing on *something*. I suspect Amanda had her try this out before on hot-dogs, sausages, and possibly even dildos. Nobody could be that good without some experience; and from what I know, the girl had never seen a man's bare prick before in her life. It was only involuntary scrapes with teeth and some other things that inexperience with working on a *real* man could explain, that kept the child's efforts from being one of the better blow-jobs I'd gotten that week. Still, even at that, it was awfully good for a six-year-old. I was already getting glassy-eyed; preparing to deliver my sperm down the youngster's hard-working young throat, when Amanda stopped us. "This is supposed to be a demonstration of how babies are made," she explained the interruption, "not a lesson in how to suck a man off. If he cums in your mouth, there won't be much for us." Oh. Damn, but I would almost have given up my fee, just to let the little first-grader finish me off with her mouth. Almost, but not quite. Besides, I wanted to feel the inside of Amanda's tight little cunny, and see if it was as good as I remembered. It was . almost. There must be something about being younger. Amanda climbed on top of my gasping body and slid my swollen member inside her tight little hole; telling her daughter something like, "THIS is how the man's penis goes into your body to make a baby." While almost as tight as she had been six years earlier, Amanda must have been practicing somehow; as her muscles cramped around my prick in a hold I knew she couldn't have done back as a teen when we first fucked. God, did that feel good. Still, in spite of her better lovemaking, it just wasn't *quite* as good as I remembered it from back then. Perhaps I was just a little more jaded now. Perhaps it was that Amanda herself wasn't as young and tight. Perhaps it was just ME being a little older. Yes, it was good . but not THAT good. Still, I *did* enjoy it very much. Just not enough to make me even think of refusing my fee. "Uh . Uh .," I warned her, "I'm about to cum." No condom had been offered, asked-for, or even suggested. I doubted Amanda was on the pill, not with her not having any boyfriends currently. Why spend the money? So, it was my duty to warn the woman that I was about to spout baby-juice in her innards, before I flooded her womb with my seed. I do take my responsibilities seriously; or Mom and Dad would never allow me to pork my two sisters and use Kelly for "safe sex" by emptying my prostate in the little girl instead of the two older girls. "Michael is about to squirt his sperm inside me, so he can get me pregnant with his baby," explained Amanda; talking seriously to the intently watching child; at the same time making no motion to remove her milking vagina from the swollen member that was about to fill her womb with potent sperm. Instead, her already tight little tube seemed to go into cramps around my bulging prick; literally milking my penis for it's precious seed. "When he does," she continued, "you'll see his penis swell a little, especially along the tube on the bottom. Then you'll see some white goo dripping out of me as he cums inside me. That white goo will be his `cum' or semen; and in it will be millions of sperm . the stuff that makes babies when you take it up inside yourself like this!" The, "Like This!" comment was exactly on-line. At the exact moment she was saying it, my prick was giving a lurch; expending great gobs of semen inside her welcoming body. "STOP!" suddenly commanded Amanda; sinking down to the root on my spouting prick while stopping all motion herself. "Huh?" I barely groaned; somehow fighting to keep from spending the rest of my sperm inside her. NOW she wants me to stop? Did she just remember not being on the pill? Had I hurt her somehow? That last did stop me. My prick gave one last weak ejaculation and stopped as the fear hit me. Somehow though, my prick remained hard; though my prostate simply ached with the trauma of forcing myself to quit in mid-ejaculation. "Do it in HER," explained Amanda; regretfully pulling herself off my body and pointing to the young child lying spraddle-legged further up on the bed. "You're supposed to be teaching Michelle how babies are made, not me." Oh God. What a time to think of THAT. Still, I probably never would have fucked the kid if Amanda hadn't stopped like that, leaving me only one available hole to get relief in. And Michelle, while wide- eyed with astonishment, didn't seem to be the least bit scared. So I did it. Yes, I fucked my own daughter. Michelle stared with fascination at my cum-dribbling and white-smeared prick as I approached the lightly-furred entrance to her body. A tiny bit of light fuzz on each side of the gaping crack just emphasized how obscene it was for a father to fuck his own little girl . but I did it anyway. I was way past stopping. Only the kid squealing in pain or begging me to stop could have slowed me down. No, I couldn't rape any girl, not even or especially my own six year old daughter. It might have killed me to stop without finishing cumming, but somehow I would have. You have no idea how annoyed I would have been with Amanda though. But Michelle didn't even try to stop me. If anything, the youngster spread her legs even further, so she was doing the splits, with each leg going 180 degrees in opposite directions. Her eyes fastened with fascination at the sight of my cum-dripping penis approaching her most private part. "Is THAT really the stuff that makes babies?" she asked, in a wondering but definitely not scared tone. "Uhuh," I croaked, as the leaking tip spread the fine fur sheltering her inviting little crack. "Do you mind?" I asked; hoping against hope the child wouldn't object to me mating with her and putting my seed in her taut little belly. Michelle shook her head . and then it was too late for her to object any more, as my prick slid home in the child with a rush. The little girl obviously HAD been "practicing" with hot-dogs, sausages, or possibly even her mother's dildos. There was no pain, no obstruction, no blood, no hymen nor even any signs of one. She was tight though . tight like pushing my prick into a garden-hose (which I'll admit being STUPID enough to have done once, while younger). Only her excitement and my lubrication from having half-ejaculated in her mother, allowed me to penetrate the child at all. Still, though it took a fair amount of pressure and skill, I DID manage to get inside her all the way to the hilt, to my considerable surprise and even more considerable pleasure! For a second, I just lay there on top of the child; simply enjoying the pleasures of being mated to the second youngest girl I'd ever fucked with my whole prick (Colleen, earlier that day, being the youngest). God, did her tight little tunnel squeezing and milking on my swollen prick feel great! Far better I'm ashamed to admit, than her sexy and hardworking mother's tight little tube. I WANTED to give the little girl the ride of her life; spending most of the hour or so remaining mated to the child before I filled my daughter's womb full of the same life- giving sperm that had created her almost seven years earlier. I wanted to. However, the child's squirming tightness, her involuntary squeezing and milking on my prick, her helpless little hip-bumps of unintended copulating motions took their toll in a hurry on my poor abused prick that had already been in the midst of cumming once. This time there would be no stopping me when I filled the child's belly full of sperm. Every thick syrupy white drop was going into the little girl; and not me, not her mother, not the girl herself could do anything to stop my seed from reaching it's intended destination in the belly and developing womb of the little girl I had fathered on my babysitter, and was now trying to father another child on the results of that union several years earlier. Yes, I was going to *try* and impregnate my own daughter; and didn't feel the slightest bit guilty about it . even if the child WAS only six years old and way too young for most girls to even think about having full sexual intercourse, let alone having babies by their own father. But I did it anyway; and instead of feeling guilty, felt incredibly good as each thick white *squirt* of incestuous baby-batter splattered out of my prick and into the welcoming belly of the child I had fathered on my babysitter more than a half-decade earlier. Squirt after squirt, and splat after splat of thick gooey cum rippled through the base of my prick, up the tube, through the opening in the tip, and into the tightly squeezing belly of my own kid. While not *quite* as exciting as Dad says, breeding your own little girl *is* quite a charge. Still . breeding my own little sisters, mother, or even nieces was an even bigger charge. I guess it's the idea of pumping a baby in the unprotected belly of a girl you grew up with, loved all your life, and liked to spend time with, that makes incestuous love truly the best. Breeding a little girl you barely know, even if she *is* your own kid, just isn't the same. Still, all sex is good. The worst sex I ever had was absolutely great. Having sex with cute little girls, is never less than wonderful. So, it's no surprise that pissing my sperm in my own daughter's tight little hole was almost as good, if not better than all the rest of the sex I'd had earlier that day. Each thick gob of sticky baby- batter rippling through my prick and into the warm welcome recesses of the little girl's developing fertility felt incredibly good; while feeling her tight little tube clamping and squeezing and milking for more each time I jetted another thick gooey glob inside her tummy, just soothed my aching prick, while titillating and stroking and working like a milking-machine to help me ejaculate my sperm and reproduce in my own daughter. Michelle's body wanted, *needed* and was going to get my seed in her womb. Though the girl had never been fucked before, once it recognized the feel of a man's prick spurting life-giving seed in her, the girl all involuntarily started working to reproduce; even if her body was still too young to do so. Once started having sex, the instinct to procreate is almost overwhelming. It's too bad the child was too young to conceive; as she certainly worked hard enough trying. My prick gave one last weak *spurt* inside her, and subsided. Even so, just the thought of all the millions of little black tadpoles squirming desperately up inside the child's belly, searching for an egg to fertilize, was almost enough to revive it. Almost. Actually, it would have taken a whole harem of sexy little girls working like the professionals in Dad's raunchier sex-films to get me up after spending myself like that in the little girl. Still, I found myself wishing each and every little wriggler squirming up inside my daughter's tight little tummy the best of luck. A little six-year-old with a swollen tummy, would be quite something. Almost impossible, but not quite. My prick ached from squirting so much. Well, even with both of us trying to keep it inside her as long as we could, so we could enjoy the pleasure of feeling Michelle's incredibly tight little tube still clamping and squeezing on my prick half-hard but still swollen prick, a slight involuntary movement on my part proved too much. I slipped out. As Michelle's tight little cunny squeezed my limp prick out of her tiny hole like a squirt of toothpaste out of a tube that's been stepped-on, a bulge of white goo started welling up in the just-vacated crack. "Oooh, thanks," groaned the little six-year-old. I could barely groan *my* appreciation in return. "Is that *really* the stuff that makes babies?" she asked; looking interestedly at the swelling bubble of white goo slowly oozing from her abused little slit; the light hair on either side being already matted and slimy from what had escaped earlier. "Uhuh," I agreed; remembering my place as "teacher" in, "Showing the little girl how babies were made." Well, you don't *get* much better lessons than that; having your own father ejaculate his sperm in your developing fertility; squirting thick family seed almost directly into your ripening womb. "When you get a little older," I corrected. I didn't want the youngster being disappointed at not being preggers. "In a few years, you'll start having periods . I'm sure your mother told you about them . and once you do, letting a man `cum' in you like I just did, will very likely start a baby in your belly. So let your mother know when you start bleeding, so you can take precautions, OK?" Michelle's eyes grew big at this; but she didn't answer. Her mother answered instead. "Uh, Michael?" she asked me. "Have you ever heard about, `precocious puberty'?" Huh? At my wide-eyed look of surprise, (I had heard the term before; but never thought of it applying to me or any of my relatives before my nephew earlier that day.) Amanda explained: "Uh," she started tentatively, "SOME girls start a little younger than others. When a girl starts menstruating, developing physically, and showing *other* signs of puberty before she's eight years old, it's called, `precocious puberty'; and is a sign the girl's body is developing much faster than normal." She looked at me for a reaction. I was too stonkered to do more than stare. "Usually," Amanda continued, "that's a sign that there's something wrong with the girl, but not always." Now I was worried. Something wrong with Michelle? Something wrong with MY daughter? (For the first time I really thought about having a child, and the responsibilities that entails.) I waited for my ex- babysitter to finish. "There's nothing really wrong with Michelle," she explained; stopping my worry. "She just started puberty young. Or so the doctor says." Amanda stopped, caught her breath, and then went on. "However, her breasts started developing almost two years ago . We thought for a while it was just what they call, `Premature Thelarche', which is just early breast-development, like my sister had. Only . Only Michelle started filling out in the hips too, started getting fuzz between her legs, and . and started bleeding, menstruating, about three months ago." Oh. I felt like an idiot for not noticing those outward signs earlier. But, like usual, my prick had been doing my thinking for me. Amanda however, hadn't stopped talking. "In *most* kids," she persisted, "that doesn't mean much . Unless other kids start noticing. Heck, most kids, even those with the `condition' can even have normal vaginal intercourse, without much more worry than any other kid her age. However: SOME kids .." "Some kids?" I prompted. Somehow I knew what was coming, if not all of it. "SOME kids not only START puberty early, but are actually fertile. There's a record of some little girl down in Peru, I believe, that had boobs at two years old, was menstruating at three, got pregnant at about four-and-a- half, and had her own father or big brother's baby when she was a few months past five years old. Of course, they hushed up the part about who the father was; but it was kind of hard to hide a pregnant four-year-old." I gulped. Oh geeze. "Now we get to Michelle here. According to the doctors, she's `fertile as a turtle' . and with her hormones running wild, curious as HELL about sex. She's starting grade-school; and can you see what trouble a horny, FERTILE little six-year-old, who's only vaguely aware of what sex is, and how babies are made, hits the schoolyard with an almost desperate urge to mate and make babies?" Oh God, could I ever. Even though I'm by far not lacking for sex, I couldn't help but wish a little girl like Michelle had been available for me when I was that age. The cute little twerp was going to cut quite a swath through both the other kids in school; and probably all the male teachers as well. Well, I wished the kid all the luck in the world. Especially since she was MY kid. I already felt inordinately proud of her. I couldn't quite see what Amanda was worried about though. Still it *did* begin to make sense having a real man come over and teach the little girl about how babies were made . the *right* way, with the man pumping baby-juice in the child's womb; actually trying to get the youngster pregnant with her own father's baby inside her tummy at only six years old. Who knows? From what Amanda said, there might even be a good chance I had actually succeeded in knocking the kid up! "Anyway," she summed up, "I didn't want *my* daughter worried about having sex, who she fucked, or especially about whose baby was in her belly. THIS way, when Michelle's tummy starts to swell and people start wondering who knocked her up, I can honestly tell the truth, without anybody getting in trouble." For a moment, I was startled. Then I grinned as I understood. "Uhuh," confirmed Amanda. "I'll just say it *could* have been Michelle's father, for all I know . and since nobody has ever found out who her father was, or has any idea, that will be that. For sure, if they accuse any of her teachers, neighbors, fellow classmates, or even older kids in school, any genetic tests will come back negative . even though she'll probably be spending more time in school on her back with a thick prick shove up her snatch than behind her desk learning `normal' activities. Still, Michelle is quite smart; and I'm sure she'll get a good education, even if most of it's gotten while her legs are wrapped around some horny man who's pumping thick white gobs of his sticky baby-juice up inside her cute little tummy." "You mean, you think she . I .?" "Uhuh. We both deliberately picked today, when she's at the most fertile period of her cycle, for you to come over. That's why I'm so grateful. Sometime in the next day or so (if our calculations are right) Michelle should be ovulating; and with any luck at all our daughter will have your baby ... her own little brother or sister ... growing inside her cute little tummy before the weekend is over." Oh. To say I was stonkered would be underestimating my response. Amanda wasn't *quite* finished yet. "And," she added, " if we're really lucky, so will I." Oh ... again. "Uh . You two aren't expecting me to SUPPORT all of these kids?" I asked with more than a little trepidation. Shit, I couldn't support MYSELF yet. All the other kids I was fathering on little girls had arrangements where parents or other adults would take care of them. Not that it would do anybody much good squeezing me for child-support. You can't get blood out of a turnip. But like I said, too many people WANTED me to father kids . so they could have another baby around the house, without having some outside male (the father, me) trying to horn in and tell them how to raise the baby. Nice work if you can get it, no? I still didn't want to leave kids around with no support. "Oh God, no. We expect you to get LOST . Just like you did all these years while I've been raising Michelle. The only time either of us will want to see you again is if we either need a repeat to ensure she's ... uh ... we're knocked up . or another set of brothers and sisters for the two kids in a year or so. Got it?" I got it; and heaved a sigh of relief. All the way home I thought about it. In fact, I was so wrapped up in thought I even forgot to pick up my babysitting fee! Ah well, I suspected the two women living back there were going to need it more than I did, once the babies arrived. In the meantime, it was only with a slight regret that I thought about most likely never getting in either woman's panties again. My daughter had been one hell of a screw . and her mother wasn't all that bad either! Still, I had a hope, in a year or two .... Still, it wasn't as if I didn't have enough little-girl- pussy to fuck. Or, for that matter, enough adult pussy either. I had both women and girls every day, ranging from about Michelle's age to older than my mom is; with almost every age in between. So, I couldn't really complain, now could I? Besides, Amanda was getting a little old and fat; while Michelle wasn't half the fuck my sisters were. Yeah, I know: "Sour grapes." ;-} By the time I got back home I was tired, hungry, and almost ready for bed. However, a good supper, a nice shower with three horny and playful sisters, and I felt a lot better. Better enough in fact, to spend the last three hours of the day watching incest/porno flics with my sisters; playing "stink finger" with all three of their hot little holes until a more "proper" time for bed. The capper was a new movie Dad had picked up somewhere, (about second or third to last) that was a sequel to the "Three year old Suzy" picture I mentioned before. Only this time "Suzy" was supposedly eight years old, had the tiniest start of boobs, and the movie was in full color and sound, and not jittery like so many converted tapes are. Watching the little girl moan, "Please Daddy, Please?" as she begged her "father" to knock her up with his baby, was almost as exciting as the time I watched Dad do it for real with my big sister Carol. Watching the man jerk his sperm into the little girl's tiny body, while he held his prick buried in her tight little slit was quite something. Only the REAL cap was when he pulled out, and you could see his thick gooey cum pulsing and oozing out of the kid's open vagina where he'd left it. Each thick white gob dripping out of the child's puffy cunny- lips just emphasized the fact that the man actually HAD ejaculated his sperm in the little girl and not faked it like some of the cruddier porno-flics did. Watching the man slide his slightly softened prick back inside his little girl's flooded vagina while the child cuddled up to him in obvious enjoyment while cooing, "Thanks, Daddy," for planting his baby in her tummy was somehow much more convincing the kid was really his own sexy and horny young daughter than the earlier more staged movie had been. A final cut with blurb showing, "Six months later," showed the little girl standing in front of her father with a tummy stretched out over half a foot. Then the movie ended . with credits this time. "Suzy" was actually, Darlene Finster . and the guy who played her "father" was Jack Finster. God . You don't suppose .? I wonder what the little girl looked like two months after that. I've only seen an eight-month-pregnant ten-year- old once. God, was she beautiful. Gave me a hardon for weeks. Of course . There's likely to be two, three, or even more of them around here before the year is out. Maybe even an 8-year-old. God, what a thought! After a warm-up like that, none of my sisters were ready to settle down until I'd fucked all three of them at least once. By then, I'd finally recovered enough to make it possible. So . For about a half-hour I played "musical pussies" where I'd stick my dong in each of the girls and then slide in and out until I felt the first tingle of approaching orgasm. Then I'd pull out, let my prick subside a bit, and go on to the next girl. Actually, this night, I think all three girls got at least *one* tiny squirt of real sperm in them when I pulled out a hair too late. We practiced this game all the time; and usually I have better control than that. It must have been all the excitement earlier . or possibly watching that last DVD where the uncle fucks three of his preteenaged nieces; actually cumming inside both the youngest at five, and the oldest at thirteen. Of course, these were all "internal cum-shots" and probably fake unlike the one with "Little Suzy"; but at least the sticky goo leaking out of the preschooler's puffy little cunny looked real. Of course, we all doubted the kid was only five, too. From the look of her, I'd guess ten, easy . eight, for sure. Still, her uncle's prick DID look pretty big going inside her, and in a way it was sexier if the kid was older; because then there would be a slight chance her "uncle's" cum might get the kid pregnant with his baby. Not much chance mind you, but some, which is kinkier. Yeah, possibly that was it. Or maybe it was just my sisters were sexier or hornier tonight for some reason. Anyway, we all enjoyed it; and Mom hadn't yet objected to me giving the older girls a squirt or two . as long as it wasn't intentional. I was already ejaculating in Sandy, when I jerked my spurting prick out of the little 11-year-old and sheathed it in our little sister. There I buried myself to the hilt in the little girl; jerking and shaking while I tried my best to father a child on the youngster. Well . Kelly HAS started her periods a few months ago, so there is a slight chance. Not the chance the older girls had, but a chance. Still, Mom DOES want me to give the little kid whatever chances there are. "Michael? Are you cumming in your little sister?" Mom's worried voice yanked me out of the fantasy of knobbing Kelly; actually cutting off my orgasm in mid-squirt. THIS time, it wasn't nearly as painful as doing something similar had earlier that day. "Yes, Mom." Wasn't it obvious? "Why don't you let Marsha have some of that?" she asked worriedly. "You really shouldn't waste it ALL in Kelly, you know." Huh? Mom WANTED me to cum in Kelly's older sister? I didn't question it; I just did it. Yeah, I slid my swollen and cum-leaking prick out of Kelly's tight little hole; and rammed it to the hilt in Marsha. Almost immediately I started jerking HER tight little tube full of baby-juice. God, did that feel good to let it go. I was just "cumming" down from the high of jerking my seed in Marsha's tummy, when Mom continued, "Don't forget Sandy too. It's only been a week since their last period, but you don't want to take a chance on her missing out either." Oh God, Mom WANTED me to knock my sisters up? My prick was already shrinking; having twice done its job of delivering my seed into the warm and welcoming belly of a fertile female; but still I did it again. Yeah, I somehow managed to jam my wilting prick into Sandy, where I left one last weak little *spurt* of cum before it got too soft to do any more. I then looked over at Mom, wondering. After all the warnings and efforts to keep me from accidentally knobbing either of the two older girls, this didn't make all that much sense. Not that *I* was objecting, mind you. Neither were any of my three sisters. Mom had the grace to blush. "It's just that your dad and I," she explained, "thought it would be a little unfair for your sisters to have to watch your two cousins . Uh, I mean nieces . have kids by you long before they did, while they're older. So, what's sauce for the goose, is sauce for the gander. If the kids next door can have kids of their own at only ten, why not you two as well?" Mom was still blushing as she explained. "Heck," she added, "if we're all *really* lucky, maybe even Kelly could have your kid at the same time. Then all four of us . six of us counting the twins next door . could be carrying your kids in our bellies at the same time. Mike? MIKE?" Mom looked at me worriedly. I guess I was a little glassy-eyed. SIX babies, all by me, all in the same family, all with big bellies at the same time? God, I liked knocking up little girls as well as anybody; but this .? After thinking about it, I decided I *liked* the idea. Even if I didn't knock up any of the girls, it would be a lot of fun trying. Not having to pull out of Marsha or Sandy when ready to cum had a lot of attractions too. I nodded; starting to grin like a maniac. Mom stopped looking worried. "Well," she commented before heading back to bed with Dad; her waist only slightly thickened by the presence of our baby inside, "It'll probably be about two weeks before the girls' best time to `catch'. Still, that doesn't mean all four of you can't `practice until you get it right.'" Oh God, my mom has a devious, sneaky, horny, erotic, and nasty mind. I love her for it. So . In spite of already having spent myself once in all three girls, SOMEHOW I managed to ejaculate at least one more time in each of my sisters before we shut out the lights. I was physically aching from sexual exhaustion, my prostate ached like I'd been kicked in the groin, and yet I was smiling from ear to ear when we finally all collapsed in bed together. I knew all three of my little sisters had enough of my sperm in their tight little tummies to be having my kids for the next twenty years. If it was possible to knock all three of them at the same time, I probably just had. Heck, there was a good chance I'd left babies in the bellies of three of my sisters, my own daughter, her mother my ex-babysitter, my two nieces, my best-friend's sister, one or even two little girls in the park, Colleen, down the street where I baby-sat, possibly even her little sister, AND some women I knew I'd already knocked-up, like my own mother. Mom and Dad were brought again to my attention by the keening whine of Cindy as our parents saw that their little kid wasn't sexually neglected either. They say little girls her age don't really get off or have real orgasms. Yeah, right. Tell THAT to our little sister. The little 3-year- old has been cumming since before she could walk. I suspected that Dad had also probably left enough thick sticky cum in the little twerp's tiny little cunny, that she was probably taking either Mom or his finger up inside her, healthily lubricated by his semen, just swarming with potent and eager sperm. If a three-year-old COULD get pregnant, Cindy probably was. Of course, SHE (unlike my daughter or that girl in Peru Amanda had been talking about) has shown no signs (yet) of `precious puberty' or even `premature thelarche', if you don't count walnut-sized bumps on her flat little chest as that. It was only thinking of this, Mom and Dad helping Cindy, and the little girl having gobs and gobs of Dad's thick cum inside her tight little twat, long before anybody's prick ever got inside her, that reminded me of somebody who did NOT have my sperm in her tummy that day. Mom. Damn. I had forgotten to fuck my own mother; and it was way too late to do it then. Shit. Hell, the way my three little sisters had drained my cum into their tight little slits, I'd be lucky to get up enough semen to stiffen my prick before morning came. It was with THAT regretful thought that I finally drifted off to sleep. The next morning Mom came in the room, found me up already with the girls sleeping again after I'd already came in each of them that morning, went into the bathroom, saw my problem . and sent me over to Urgent Care at the clinic here, to see you. So ... What's that, Doctor? Well ... I TOLD you it was kind of embarrassing. I got up this morning, and all three of my sisters were still sleeping. I woke them up, fucked each one of the girls once, and then ALL THREE of them went back to sleep on me! So . Mom came into the bathroom this morning, and caught me jacking off. When Mom noticed my problem, she set up an appointment for me to see you. Mom said that a healthy boy like me shouldn't HAVE this kind of problem. My problem? You see it's just that ... Oh heck .... My prick hurts when I jack off, for some reason.. Doctor? Doctor? Is something wrong? NURSE! I think something's wrong with Doctor Kennedy. He collapsed on the floor, and seems to be having some kind of fit! -- +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderators: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at Hosted by | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+