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Amy sat in her tent rubbing her pussy. She slipped two fingers in and out whilst she squeezed one of her pert orange sized breasts, she fondled a nipple and moaned gently as she sunk her fingers in to the knuckles. She was still horny from her fuck earlier on and needed a release. She was nearly there when the tent opened and her sister, Jennifer crawled in
"oh shit, sorry. do you want me to come back?" Jenn said
"Nah, its fine"
Grandpa Jack arrived on time to babysit his beautiful 13 year old granddaughter, Rachel. She really was growing up to be a very attractive, shapely teenager, with firm budding breasts and a cute ass. She answered the door when he rang the bell, all smiles with her pretty blue eyes and soft brown hair. She threw her arms around his ample waist in greeting.
'Whoa! Hey there minnow! Give an old man some room!' He laughed and she led him through into the house. Harry and Lisa, his daughter and her husband were ready to leave and promised to be back by midnight.
'No hurry. Now you two have a great time and don't worry about a thing.'ÂÂ
For a while they played in the garden and then as the sun set and the evening cooled, they went inside and played cards. It wasÂ
It was a lazy Saturday morning at the beginning of the summer. At 19 years old, I had just finished my first year of college, and was enjoying being back at home in my own room and my own house. My dad was out of town for the weekend; he had gone up to Albany for the wedding of the kid of some old college buddy of his. My mom was spending the day with my aunt (her sister), because both of their husbands were out of town. I guess it was like a girls’ day out thing. That left me basically home alone. I say basically, because my 16 year old sister Anna was also home, but when the two of us were home alone together, we pretty much stayed out of each other’s way. The two of us used to be really close when we were younger. We never had an
Mom took my cherry
A little about myself first. I was 13 years old, brown hair and brown eyes, 5’ 7" and 130#. My step dad is in the military and was on deployment at this time. My mom is 5’ 4" 110# small but pretty breasts and a perfect ass.
My mom use to go out all the time while my step dad (who I call dad) was deployed. One night when she came home I was on the computer when she got back from the bar. She was definitely drunk. Moms always a nice person no matter what state she is in. Any how, she got a beer from the refrigerator and asked me if I wanted something. I jokingly told her I wanted a rum and coke. She actually mixed me one up. She told me that it was ok so long as I drank at home. So we sat there drinking and mess
Tuesday, 1:00 am
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“How the fuck did this happen, Janet? Has she lost her mind? She starts school in two weeks. How the hell is she going to go to college with a damn baby?â€Â
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Months Three and Four
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I was starting to show, which drew some attention in some of my classes. I started school about two months ago. It was decided I should begin my freshman semester. By the time I had the baby it would be over and the classes were already paid for. After I had the baby, I would skip a semester while we all figured out how to work the baby into our lives. Once settled, I would continue where I left off.
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Daddy still hasn’t talked to me. He won’t even look at me. It’s as if I’m a complete disappointment to him and I don’t know why. Well, of course I knew why… I got pregnant. I just didn’t know what about that has affected him the most. Did he feel I’m ruining my life? Did he just did not want the responsibility of a baby like he said? (I didn’t believe that was it. I think that was just anger talking.) Was it the knowledge that he wasn’t my first? Did he feel like I betrayed him by taking a lover? What? What was it?
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I continued to ask myself those same questions over and over on the drive home, but I couldn’t find the answers. I didn’t know. Only one person did  my father. I came home and heated up the leftover chicken in the fridge. Then I went to my room and went over the day’s notes, organizing them. After a while my head started to drive me crazyâ€â€a tension headache. I was so stressed. Sometime after eight my mom stuck her head in to see how I was doing.
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“I’m fine. Tired, but fine.â€Â
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“Did you eat?â€Â
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“Are you kidding me? That’s all I’ve been doing.â€Â
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“Okay. Well if you need anything….â€Â
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“I know. Thanks mom.†She smiled again and then left. Rubbing my temples I got up and went to the bathroom medicine cabinet and pulled out some aspirin. Taking two pills, I decided to take a nap. I took off my clothes. Reaching into the nightstand, I looked for a T-shirt to wear when my profile, captured by the mirror, caught my eye. I stopped and stared. My body had changed so much. I turned sideways and witnessed the gentle protective curve of my womb, cradling something beautiful inside. Resting my hands on my stomach, I smiled down on my little one  my baby. Deciding to forgo the shirt, I sank beneath the covers. I was asleep the second after I closed my eyes.
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Passion. Heat. Movement. Moans. Memories. I smelled him everywhere, surrounding me, touching me, loving me, and bringing me over… bringing me over…
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I woke up in heat. My body was on fire. I missed him. I missed my daddy. A flash of lightning bathed the room. Distant thunder soon followed with little rapid tapings on the widows and the roof of the house. There was a storm outside. And as a tremor flowed through the house upon the next rumble, my body responded in kind. My pussy was burning up. I reached down and jammed my hand into my achy hole. I moaned. It felt so good, but it wasn’t enough. I needed more. I needed more…
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The wicked idea that formed in my head was completely irrational, but I wasn’t thinking with my head. I had a habit of not doing that  not thinking with my head when I’m horny, example  pregnancy. I leaned over and pulled out the box at the bottom of my bed. Opening it, I pulled out the heavy red satin bag. The slight odor of plastic reached my nose. I opened it and pulled out my 7-inch, plastic, realistic designed cock. Getting up, I reached over and grabbed my robe from the nearby chair and put it on. Keeping a hold of my cock, I left my bedroom. There were a series of creaks along my trip, but they didn’t stop me.
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When I slipped inside their room it was obvious they were still asleep. The glowing red clock near the bed flashed 3:13 a.m. There was an armchair next to the far wall on my father’s side of the bed, facing the bed. I walked over to it and sat. The heavy dildo sagged in my lap. I watched them sleep. They looked so relaxed and peaceful, nothing like the last few months. The tension in the house had become almost unbearable. To be honest, I’m surprised they aren’t sleeping in separate rooms. Well, at least I’m not ruining their marriage. Just putting strain on it. But I’m a teenager  comes with the job description.ÂÂ
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I stood and bent low while gripping the arms of the chair. I moved it across the carpeted floor. Its wheels rolled easily. I got close, but not too close, and sat back down, observing the situation. Dad was a hard sleeper, especially when he was tired. Mom, on the other hand, slept like the dead. One time at work when she did the evening shift, she took a nap in the lounge. When the staff couldn’t wake her up they called the doctor in. There was some speculation that she might have slipped into a coma. Just when they were preparing her for tests she woke up and scared the shit out of everybody. Mom was a very sound sleeper. Again I found myself in a situation of convenience.
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Dad was on his back. The room was warm so the covers were only half on him, bunching up around his waist. He wore an undershirt. That’s all I could see. The beginning of a beard was coming in. I loved it when he had shadow. It always seemed to make him look extra sexy. It made me want to bite him, each and every time I saw it. I wish I could drink, because I wouldn’t mind a glass of wine right about now.
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I leaned forward and pulled the covers further down his waist. They moved easily. His semi-hard cock came into view. No shorts. Yummy. Men got hard-ons in their sleep, like what  every 90 minutes or so, right? I had no intention of staying that long and since I didn’t know if he was entering an erection stage or leaving one, I figured I could help speed things up a bit.
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Sliding out the chair, I sank to my knees, not as gracefully as I would like with this extra weight but I managed. I took him in my hand, trying to apply as little pressure as possible. My body was practically humming. Leaning forward, I slowly took him into my mouth. It wasn’t as smooth as I would have liked. He was dry and had a piece of lint on his cock, but the more I circled his dick with my tongue the smoother the glide became. I didn’t bother to suck. It wasn’t the pleasure I was after, at least not his. It was the visual. I just wanted him hard and glistening. I inhaled his scent. Hmmmmmm. I stroked his hardness, tenderly, not to awaken, but enough to arouse. I rested his dick against my face and felt it grow on my cheek and warm to my touch. I turned my head and felt his shaft press against the side of my nose, long and tall, and against my eye as I gave it sort of a hug with my face. My mouth opened involuntarily, my lips ran back and forth as my tongue occasionally tasted.
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Just the thought, just the closeness was more intoxicating than anything. I rocked back and forth on my knees, feeling the wet glide of my thighs rubbing with my pussy. I swung my hips side-to-side, rubbing my pussy against itself, thrilling at the tiny little friction it caused in my body. Dipping lower for one last taste, I pulled his cock into my mouth again, catching the salty goodness before releasing it to fall back onto his stomach  hard and shiny. Yes. Yes. Just like that. I rose and moved back toward the chair. The rain continued to pound insistently against the house.
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I unfastened my robe and let it slide to the ground. I sat down and spread my legs with the dildo resting between them. I didn’t need it just yet. I reached up and covered my swollen breasts. I stroked myself, feeling the full curves. They were harder than usual, firmer. My nipples were extra sensitive. So sensitive. I gently played with them. I began to whisper in the quiet room, looking at the hard cock deliciously resting on a slightly rounded stomach.
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“Oh Daddy,†I began, my voice barely above a breath. “If only you knew. If only you would touch me like you used to, you would see.†A slight moan escaped, as I couldn’t deny the building sensation in my pussy.
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I began to lubricate. I loved my breasts. He taught me to love them, to glory in their power, but he had taken away that glory, that pride, that joy I found in them. I sighed as sadness diluted the sensual awareness rolling through my body. ‘No,’ I thought, ‘don’t think about that. Think about him, and that hard flesh between his legs.’ So I did. I thought about how I would love to lick it again and taste it with his permission. I thought about how I would bath it in my pussy juice, my daddy’s dick. My daddy made me, created me. There were times I truly believed I was designed for his pleasure and to receive his pleasure.
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As I touched myself, my bulging stomach, my thickening waist, I looked up into his handsome face and remembered. I remembered the feeling of his touch, the chaos it invoked inside of me. I remembered the naughtiness of it all and the shared secrets. I remembered displaying my body to him, just like this, and watching him harden in response. I remembered his voice turning into a deep growl when he was aroused, when he wanted to fuck me. That sexy, deep voice that made me shiver each time. I remembered…
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My heart rate began to increase, thus affecting my breathing. I reached down and felt the juice between my lips. I spread my pussy open wide, dripping on the fabric of the chair.
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“See me, Daddy? I’m wet for you. Here, on this chair, in your room. With you and mommy, all together. I so wish you would wake up and touch me, taste me, fuck me, here and now, right next to her, and make me cum, Daddy. I wanna ride your dick, your hard cock. I want your cum flowing from my body, spilling from me, a white, messy, sticky, gooey, juicy mess. Ohhhhhhhhh. The thought is so sexy…â€Â
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I climbed up onto the chair. The cushion provided unstable support, but I balanced. I was ready. I was finally ready. I positioned the dildo beneath me, at the opening of my lips and I felt my liquid slide down its form. I rocked against the head. I reached for my breasts again and flicked the nipples back and forth, moaning with each pass. His dick was still hard, still wet. It even began to flex in front of me, jumping slightly, growing harder, pooling liquid.
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“Oh Daddy, I want you so bad. I want you inside me, fucking me, loving me, slamming against my body… ohhhhhh…†I pushed down on the dildo, but it slid away. I reached down and grabbed it, still looking at my cock, my daddy’s beautiful cock that wanted to be fucked so hard, with my pussy, with my ass. “Oh Daddy will you ever fuck me? Fuck me with the baby? Will you?â€Â I put the dildo at my hole and pushed down, using my body weight to drive me down.
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I cried out in surprise. It hurt. I was tight, so tight. It had been so long. I moved the cock around my clit, hard, spreading the lust, easing my clenched pussy muscles, relaxing them so they would find a way, then I pushed again and slowly…slowly…and slowly the head passed the first barrier, entering my pussy, knocking against my g-spot. I groaned again and stopped. It was too much. I was too hot. It was hot, hot in that room. The thunder boomed sharply, causing me to jerk in fear. The dildo slid deeper and my pussy involuntarily squeezed hard sending a crash thorough my system. I couldn’t contain it, the cry, the shout that erupted past my lips and I reached up in an attempt to stop it. Both hands clasped on my mouth. My eyes widened in surprise as I looked up at my daddy’s face. His eyes were still closed. Relaxing, I continued to rock, sliding the invading object higher into my body.
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In the calming music of the rain, lightning flashed now and then, but not much. The rain seemed to fall harder though, with each passing minute. I rocked the dildo, fucking it slowly, driving it deeper and deeper in my deprived cunt. Loving the ripples that tore through me. Humping it, fucking it. I loved it. I looked at his beautiful handsome face. I could hear a slight slapping, no sucking, sound as my pussy opened up more, forming a tiny gap so I could take in more, fuck it some more, fuck it, fuck it, I love saying that, fuck it…
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“I want to ride that face again, Daddy. Will you ever again fuck me with your tongue? Rape me with your fingers? I miss that. I miss you molesting my body and teaching me what it can do. I missed the dirtiness of it. The badness. The beauty in the wrongness. I loved it. I loved you loving me, Daddy. Why don’t you love me anymore?â€Â
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And still I rocked and when it was all the way in, I slowly began to rise, holding it down while I lifted my pussy from it, only to slide back down again, fucking myself as I looked upon his nipples and imagined biting them. I fucked my dildo and I loved it. Oh god, I was so hot. So hot in this room. My hair was sticking to my head, clinging as desperately to my skin as I was clinging to my fantasy of my father inside my body.
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Then I stopped. I stopped because it suddenly all became too much and my body began to tighten. I paused and waited as the small little climax traveled through me, a small one, but a powerful one, taking my breath. I couldn’t breathe for a moment as I tried to regain control. Concentrating, I closed my once-gaping mouth and breathed harshly through my nose and closed my eyes. The sound intermingled with that of the rain. After a moment, I began to move again. I reached down and found a very, very sensitive clit. It was so hard and swollen, poking out from its hood like a third nipple; I left it alone. I began leisurely riding my cock again, imagining it was the cock in front of me, imagining I was on the bed with him riding him and fucking him, raping him, raping him in his sleep, making him cum all over me and having our fluids slide down his body and stain the bed. I wanted my daddy’s cum. I wanted it so bad. I could just see its white thickness, coating my puss, rubbing in my skin. Cum juice everywhere pouring from my body.
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“Oh god,†I moaned again. Closing my eyes, tilting my head back, thrusting my breasts out, I gripped the chair arms for support as I began fucking myself with my fake cock, harder and faster, riding it in my parents’ room, a few feet from my daddy and his pulsing, throbbing exposed cock, begging me to suck it, wanting me to fuck it, but I couldn’t. Instead, I was the one being fucked. Not him. It was my pussy filled to the max deriving pleasure as I impaled myself on the solid rubber over and over and over while chanting ‘Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, fuck me so good Daddy.’ I was the one fucking, cumming, spilling juice everywhere, filling the room with my musky, sex-filled scent. It was me, all me, nutting on demand. Me.
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The lightning flashed bright and hard, bathing my body in its glow as I nutted again and again and again, over and over, one after the other, or maybe it was just one long nut, lasting forever and ever, building then dying, building and dying. I was so wet. My whole body had never been so wet as I fucked and humped and nutted, never letting up. I never stopped calling for my daddy, wanting my daddy.ÂÂ
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“Ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh.†I moaned and still it wasn’t enough I needed more. I needed my daddy. And then  I felt it.
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A hard cock slipped passed my lips and I didn’t have to open my eyes to know. I knew. It was my daddy, he came back to me. I sucked him, I took him completely in my mouth and I sucked, hard. I sucked him, wanting the juice, wanting the milk, wanting to be his baby, his baby girl, sucking and fucking, humping my dildo until my pussy ached with soreness and pleasure, up and down. My hard breasts bounced and flapped with each movement. I sucked and I sucked my daddy’s dick. Wanting the cum, needing his love, his juice, his seed in my mouth, in my body, flowing into me, blessing me, making me whole. ‘Oh Daddy fuck me, fuck my mouth, fuck it. Fuck it. I need it. Yes. Yes. Ohhhh yes.’ I pulled him in deeper with the power of my jaw.
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Up and down I fucked. Deeper and deeper I sucked. In and out he fucked. And all the while my eyes remained closed. Oh what joy! I just enjoyed the moment, riding it, expanding it, nutting in small degrees over and over and over and… It was becoming too much again. I let him go, so I could breath, but he was still there. He gripped my head, bringing me back, his cock rubbing against my lips, gently smacking it against my face. Then suddenly he sank low and I felt him lean over me, against me, messing up my fuck vibe. He spread my legs wider, and up and...
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Smack!
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His cock smacked against my clit and I moaned, jerking as he smacked his cock again and again against my poor achy clit. Smacking it, slapping it again and again, harder and harder… pounding, pounding, pounding until I died, I fucking died. My heart stopped. I lost thought, memories, and reason. I saw nothing. I saw light. I came so hard my body clenched in pain. Every muscle in my body locked and I fell back crying from the pain, the force. My pussy clamped so hard on the dildo I thought it merged with me. And then I vaguely heard smacking noises above me. I opened my eyes. My daddy. My daddy was beating his dick, fast and furious, harder and harder. I couldn’t see anything but the blurr of his hand, and the bending of flesh that seemed straighter and harder than steel, but it bent just the same under the force of his strokes, smacking and smacking until a thick white line shot from the gaping hole and splashed on me, on my face, coating my face, my cheeks, my lips, my neck, my breasts. Juice was everywhere. Everywhere was covered with my daddy’s cum. I opened my mouth and caught what I could. I reached up and smeared the excess all over my face and made myself shiny. His scent was everywhere. I absorbed it; I sucked it off my fingers. I rubbed it into my nipples, pushing it in my skin where the milk was. Grinding still, humping still the plastic toy in my cunt as I ate and licked and loved.
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Daddy slowly sank onto the floor in front of me, falling back against the bottom rails of the bed, breathing heavily. Looking at me, watching me rub his bodily fluids into my body. Watching. I sank down into the chair, tired, sleepy, watching him watch me. We didn’t say anything. We just looked into one another’s eyes. I don’t know how long we were like that. I suppose I could have looked at the clock, but…
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“Get out.â€Â
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I froze. I stopped breathing. Tears were coming.
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“It’s late. You need to go to bed. It’s not good for the baby and you have class tomorrow.â€Â
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I relaxed… well almost. Then after endless minutes, I pulled achy legs from beneath me. I pulled the fake cock out from my drying pussy. I winched as straining muscles disagreed with my actions. Leaning back, I pushed the chair back against the wall. Standing, I continued to look down on him on the floor. I stood there for a moment, wishing I knew the right thing to say, the right way to be, but I didn’t.
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“Good night, Daddy.â€Â
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“Good night, baby girlâ€Â
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For a moment, things were almost normal. I picked up my robe. I didn’t even bother to put it back on and I left my parents room. I climbed back into bed and promptly fell out. I slept like a baby.
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Month Five
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“You’ll have to take her to her doctor’s appointment. They called me in. They are understaffed. Three other nurses called in sick.â€Â
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“Can’t you just reschedule?â€Â
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Janet signed. “No, these appointments are scheduled way in advance. You know that. You had to pull strings to get her this particular doctor. Dr. Pearlmen is very busy and getting a new appointment is damn near impossible.â€Â
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A pregnant silence hung in the air.
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“Honey. I don’t understand exactly what is going on with you but it really has to end.â€Â
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“What are you talking about? Nothing is going on.â€Â
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“Bullshit. You’ve barely said five words to that girl since she’s told us.â€Â
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“I’ve talked to her!â€Â
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“You don’t even visit her when you come home anymore to have one of your late night talks and it’s killing her. I see it in her eyes. She’s hurting, Paul. She doesn’t understand why you are doing this, and quiet frankly neither do I.â€Â
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Paul followed her to the door in silence.
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“I know you feel like she’s let you down, but she’s our only baby and she’s in trouble. She’s scared and she needs us. She needs you, now more than ever. Can’t you see that?â€Â
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He helped her put on her coat. She reached up and kissed his cheek.
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“Take her to the doctor. Sit with her. Talk with her. She needs you and whether you know it or not, you need her.â€Â
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*****
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I slipped on my shoes when there was a knock at the door. “Yes, mom. I’m ready.â€Â
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The door opened and there was my dad. I just stood there, not understanding. “Your mom had to go in,†he said. “I’m taking you to the doctor.â€Â
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“Oh. Okay.â€Â
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“You ready?â€Â
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“Yes. I just need to get my coat.â€Â
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“I’ll be in the car.†He closed the door behind him.
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It all was surreal. My heart began to beat faster. I went downstairs and pulled my coat out from the hall closet. I could see him through the window, sitting in the car, just sitting and staring ahead. I was scared.
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I went out, locking the door behind me and got in the car. He put the car in reverse and backed out into the street, then proceeded to drive down to the main road.
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Silence.
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Silence never seemed so loud. I reached out and turned on the heat. Gushes of air flooded the car with a harsh whirring sound. It was on high. I lowered it a little. “Sorry.â€Â
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“That’s fine.†And that was all. I looked at him from the corner of my eye, trying not to be too obvious. He stared straight ahead, no lefts or rights, except when making a turn. I might as well have not been there. I haven’t ‘been there’ in months. I think he knew I was staring. He reached over and turned on the radio and found a station. Hip-hop. He hates hip-hop, but knows I love it. I felt like crying. I knew what it meant. He wanted me to leave him alone. I turned away and stared out the window and watched the trees pass us by.
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*****
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“I had the nurse call your father back in.â€Â
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“Okay.â€Â
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I was lying on the doctor’s table wearing one of those horrible paper hospital gowns. She did a physical examination, making sure I appeared in reasonably good heath. Dad had to leave for that part because it left me in various states of undress. Now it was time for the ultrasound. We got to see what the baby looked like.
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The door opened and dad came in. He had his superior Chief of Staff look on his face, but I knew it was a cover. He didn’t want to be here.
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“Paul.â€Â
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“Hello Rita. Thank you for taking my daughter on as a patient.â€Â
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“No problem, Paul. Anything for you, you know that.â€Â
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There was a smile in her voice. They didn’t touch one another, but I sensed a genuine affection for each other. It was almost as if they hugged without the physical contact.
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“Okay, we are about to take a look at the baby. You might want to step closer, Paul for a better view.â€Â
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She put some of the slimely gel substance on my tummy and moved the transducer probe against me. Fuzzy black and white images appeared on the screen and a sound filled the room. A heartbeat.
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“Oh, my god.†I turned and looked at my father. He had this look on his face. Shock. Awe.
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“Strong little thing, isn’t she? That heart is a sturdy one for sure.â€Â
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“She?†Daddy looked at Dr. Pearlmen. She just smiled.
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“Yep, you are going to be the granddad of a baby girl. Look.â€Â
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She proceeded to show us the outline of the baby, which I could sort of make out, but not really. I was kind of used to the sight by now, but dad, dad was acting totally out of character, at least for the character of the last few months. He appeared almost…excited. For the first time, he began to show interest in my baby and proceeded to ask Dr. Pearlmen a series of questions; some I understood, some I didn’t. This was his level, that doctor thing. In the end, he seemed satisfied with the answers because there was a smile on his face. I hadn’t seen one of those in so long.
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I reached out and took his hand. He tore his eyes away from the monitor and looked at me. I saw the joy there.
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“Daddy?â€Â
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The phone on the wall began to ring.
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“Paul? Can you take over for a second?â€Â
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“Sure.†Dad walked around the examining table and took the probe from her hand as she went to answer the phone. After a series of yes’s and no’s she told the other person she’d be right out.
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“This won’t take but a moment, folks. I just need to take care of something.â€Â
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“That’s fine, Rita. I have it from here.â€Â
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Dr. Pearlmen pulled off her gloves, washed her hands and stepped out of the office. Daddy moved the wand around like a pro, getting different angles of the baby, and pressing buttons on the machine so it produced a printout.
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“She’s beautiful, Brianna.â€Â
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“I know.â€Â
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His eyes lifted from the screen again and looked at me. He looked so sad. I wanted to cry again. “I’m sorry.â€Â
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I had no words. I couldn’t contain it anymore. All the pain, all the fear, it came out in that moment and I fell into tears. He moved to cover me and leaned over. “Shhhhhh, baby girl. It’s Okay. It’s okay.â€Â
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It was the most gentle I’ve seen him in months. It was almost as if he came back to me. He started raining kisses on my cheeks, on my eyes, catching my tears. Kissing my lips in soft gentle strokes, that sent a slow spiral of feeling throughout my body. Our faces slid upon one another’s, soft and smooth. His lips, slightly moist and hot stroked mine, lovingly gentle. I opened up slightly and our breaths mingled. I flicked out a tongue and tasted him. He leaned back in, trapping my lower lip in his and started sucking on the plump flesh. My pussy began the tiniest of tingles. He pulled away.
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“I love you. I’m sorry. I’m an ass. I was just scared. Brianna, you have your whole life in front of you and a child greatly complicates things. You shouldn’t have to go through this at such a young age.â€Â
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I reached out my hand and gripped his. “I know. Don’t you think I don’t realize how hard this is going to be? But dad, when you turned away from me, it didn’t make things easier. I didn’t think I would survive it for a moment. I’ve never needed you so much. I never have been so scared.â€Â
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“Good, you should be… but you won’t be alone. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have tried to punish you by making you believe that I…â€Â
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“It’s okay. I don’t care. I don’t care why. I’m just glad you’re back. I don’t think I could have gone through this without you. With you hating me.â€Â
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“I don’t hate you baby, really I don’t. I just…I’m stupid. I’m an ass. I’m a stupid ass.â€Â
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I started to laugh. “Well, at least I know who I inherited it from.â€Â
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Dr. Pearlmen came back in and we proceeded to wrap up the doctor’s visit.
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The drive home was still filled with silence, but it was a different kind. A comfortable kind. Both of us lost in our own thoughts. Nothing needed to be said at this point. One step at a time, they always say. We held hands though, my daddy and I. His fingers stroked the palm of my hand, sending ripples of pleasurable sensation through my body. The doctor’s appointment had been at three that afternoon. When we left it was around 4 and by the time we made it home it was five. Mom was actually home now. She worked the 8 a.m. to 4 p.m. shift. When we walked through the door sounds were heard in the kitchen. She was starting to prepare dinner.
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“A girl, Janet. We are going to have a girl.†He went to her and took her in his arms and together they began to waltz. The joy in his voice and on his face was so apparent that mom burst out laughing and clapping. She knew it was over, that he had come back to us.
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Mother laughed and I smiled. For the first time I began to feel like this baby and I actually had a chance.After Gabriel had sex with his mom he went upstairs to wait for her. The night came and Gabriel layed on his bed waiting for his mom to come. After waiting for two hours Gabriel's mom showed up. "Mom, do you want to spend the night with me" Gabriel asked. "Of course dear" she replied. This answer got Gabriel hard, so he pulled out his dick out of his pants, and was helped by his mom: she grabbed the dick and shoved it back into the pants, then pulled them down, and removed them completely form her son's body.
After removing Gabriel's pants, Alicia removed her own clothes. Both mother and son were naked. Gabriel then got up from his bed, pushed his mom towards his bed, and finally got ontop of her. Gabriel began to
This story is a work of fiction. The people named and events are all figments of my imagination. If you are under 18 or if sexual fiction bothers you do not read any lower. This story involves Incest, M/F Intercourse, as well as F/F Oral. I hope you enjoy the story.
It’s amazing how twins can be so different when they look so alike. I am Lisa and Lora is my younger sister. She is two and half minutes younger to be exact. We are both nineteen and graduated this summer. Well before I tell you all about the past month. I think I should describe us as well as the events leading up to last night.
Now that we were out of school mom and dad d
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Every day that went by Tanya got more and more bold. She started wearing a skirt all the time around the house with no panties on so when her mom would go to take a bath she hurry up to me suck me until my cock was hard ,and then ride it so she could cum before her mom was out of the shower. At the dinner table she used her toes to rub my cock hard and then drop something on the floor so she could crawl under the table to give me a few quick jerks .Tanya was not happy that her mom got to sleep with me and she c
            I am an 18 year old party animal living at college, and when it comes to fun, I’m all for it. I study hard sure, but partying is my main priority. Making sure I have my fridge stocked in the dorm, or keeping an extra case of beer under my bed, is always on my mind. I usually get my booze from friends, cousins, or coworkers, but sometime my parents get it for me. They have been pretty lenient when it comes to drinking and allowing me to do what I want to do. They trust me a lot and I don’t blame them. I am a good kid. Well aside from all that, I’ll start my story.
Growing up in rural Montana, with the closest neighbors being 11 miles away can be rough on a young boy. Luckily I had a twin sister who was a bit of a tomboy, and always up for a fishing trip or campout. Sis loves fishing to this day, takes her family camping and is still as much of a tomboy as ever. Don’t get me wrong, Sis was and is to this day a looker, and did enjoy some girl activities such as cheerleading, barrel racing and baking contests, which were fairly common in our area. We were close, and I was very protective of her, punching more than one boy in the nose for teasing her.
The close cousin Part 2
It was about one week after Katy and I made out. We just kinda pretended that it never happened. Every once and I while her friends would give me a wink and say “nice going big guy.” I would ask them why and they would just walk away smiling. Katy and I hadn’t gotten a chance to hang out since then. We would hang out during school of course but never alone at home. It was like it never even happened, I almost wondered if all of it was like a dream. If I might have been out of it that night, but I guess not.
 
It was just supposed to be an ordinary night where I could just watch my favorite channel al night during
Saturday night. When all of a sudden my sister comes in and decides she wants to watch it with me. So I
decided what the hell, she is my sister, so I said okay.
Now my sister is very hot. She\'s 13, about 4" 10\' with a nice average physiqe bu with nice big C cup tits and
also a big round ass. She black hair with hazel brown eyes. I\'m 15,about 5" 4\' pretty skinny with shoulder
length black hair, brown eyes and a nice long 7 inch dick. I\'ve always loved my sister right about whe she turned
9. That\'s when she started "developing". But I wasn\'t
For the rest of the day, Mike´s mind wandered between the world of dreams and reality. It was like he was expecting to just wake up from all of that. However, small signs kept saying that everything had happened. The constant nervous look on his mother and the arousal he had when he looked at her were examples of those signs.
He had fucked his mother! And it hadn´t been “an accident”. They knew who they were fucking, they were even interrupted by Mike´s father and they weren´t drunk, ma
The Evanses never missed going to church on Sunday. Vanessa and John felt that church was a very important part of raising their two kids, Jack and Annie. Jack had just turned 15 and Annie was almost 19. Jack had just started high school and his older sister was well into her second year in college. Vanessa and John wanted their family to stay together so they bought Annie a car so she could drive herself to school about 45 minutes away and still get home every night. John was a very conservative businessman with a nice six figure salary so the family was well off. They lived in a lavish home outside of Buffalo.
Her parents were out of town. For Ashley that was one of the most important things to happen to her in her 15 years of life. Actually it was the most important thing to happen to her. Her parents Dan and Susan were out of town for two weeks, off in Cancun for an anniversary vacation, and Ashley was staying with her two older brothers: Tom, who was 17, and Mark, who had just turned 18.
There were very few rules while the parents were gone, because Mark, who was in charge, was pretty cool. He was fine with Tom doing whatever he wanted, because Mark and Tom hung out with the same people, and were usually together. Ashley’s only rules were that he wanted her in by 1:00 and she was
Emily had just moved to a new town after her father had passed away from cancer. Emily was 13 years old about 5’2†and just budding breasts.  She lived with her older sister Julie who was 17 about 5’8†and had good C sized breasts. They also lived with their mom she was 40 and was still pretty good looking with large D sized breasts.ÂÂ
Emily noticed weird noises coming from her mom’s room one night after the
First, I'm male, 52, and divorced. I was married for 12 years before it all went down the drain. She fell for another man and that was that. I've been single for 10 years and date some but I like living alone.
My nephew who is 27 was having some drug problems and wanted to go straight and clean his act up. I told him he could stay with me but had to do exactly what I told him to do. He's a good kid and just got into the wrong crowd. Anyway I flew him down here and got him straightened up in about a month.
I was going to send him home the next day but changed my mind. That night we went for a dip in the pool and he asked if it was ok to skinny dip. I said sure, no problem so we took our suits off. I have a 7 inch dick and kind of thick and when he saw it he said, You sure ha
As the door opened we saw that dad was standing facing the sink and had his head buried in sis’s sweet pussy sucking and licking like there is no tomorrow. Sis was horizontal with her arms beneath her holding herself up from the sink. Mom dropped to the floor under Sara and began sucking on dads huge tool, while I moved over and started sucking on sis’s tits, she looked at me smiled and ask how was it, I said great but it’s not over by a long shot. We then kissed and I could taste dads cum on her so I knew she was not adverse to sucking cock.
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Aunt Sally was almost directly below me, in the kitchen, when I came down the ladder from the loft in my cotton nightshirt. I didn’t realize until later that as I came down the ladder she could look up and see the whole of my exposed sex. Only later could I imagine what my swollen, aroused and wet pussy must have looked like. An experienced woman she couldn’t have missed my copious wetness from that distance, but being only 13 and still naive I supposed no one knew about my wildly sexual state so what followed was something of a shock. Aunt Sally was preparing food and I noticed she was wearing the thin cotton night shit similar to the one I wore but unbuttoned down the front all the way to her belly. The gown gaped her and there as she moved exposing view
Weenie Measure
A true story from the 70’s …
The weekend before summer starts, only two more days of school and yes I know already that I have failed. I have not applied myself in any way other than sports. Why have I not applied myself? Boredom with school subjects as my mind was always on the opposite sex, I swear I could smell their hot bodies anytime I was 3 feet to them. Oh well, enough o
My sister opens my eyes to a whole new world the holiday | |
The next week we all jetted off to Lanzarote there were 8 of us in total I had 3 of my friends and she had 3 of hers, we are a close knit group have been for years my best friend Junior has been with her best friend Stacy for the past 3 years and on this trip they would be sharing a room together and I was sharing with my other mate Steven and Sarah was sharing with her friend Jodie. Not the cheapest arrangement but the plan was that me and Steven would be bringing girls back each night and I wouldn& |
It was brutally hot out today and it felt good to hop into the shower after finishing the morning chores and washing the sweat off my body. For a guy that thought his summer was going to be ruined by his mother forcing him to spend it on his aunts ranch with his cock teasing sister, things had turned out pretty good after all. He was fucking his brains out and it was his own family, his aunt, mother and sister, who were supplying the pussy, mouths and ass-holes to fuck around with.
I had spotted a couple of the neighborhood teenage girls, cousins apparently, about his age, skinny dipping and teasing the little brother of one of them with the promise of sex. These girls were not
 Heres how the story starts...
Growing up i was raised by a single mom. She did her best to raise me being single. Im not sure when my feelings began to grow for her. I guess it all started when i was about 13 when she tried to give me the birds and bees talk agian which i already knew about. She came in my room one day and caught me jacking off. I was concealed under covers but she knew what was going on. I yelled for her to go away and later that night she came back to my room knocking this time. She told me she wanted to talk to me and give me the bird and bees talk. The conversation quickly ended when she knew i was embarassed because she had just caught me spanking it. Little did she know i was spanking it to her when i walked by the bathroom and seen her naked in the sho
                                                                  The 70’s