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Mother's Little Helper II
Copyright 2007 Evil Little Sister Heavy Industries all rights
reserved. Intended for Adults Only.
Story Codes: (This Chapter) M/f, {F/d} Incest, Rom, Oral, Anal,
Public, Preg, Teen Angst
Synopsis: Fifteen year old Amy is a young woman alienated from her
suburban family by the pressures of growing up. When her mother
suddenly abandons the family, Amy's life is turned upside down as she
must somehow fill her mother's role and help her father care for Amy's
younger brother and sister.
Note: This story is the continuation of "Mother's Little Helper" and
begins roughly with events described in Chapter 4 of MLH. You should
read that story before starting this one.

Her Mother's Daughter
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Chapter Five



"Okay, there's juice in the refrigerator, but don't give her any after
seven, okay? And JJ can have some popcorn, but don't let him make it..."
I was saying, going through my mental checklist.

"Okay Mrs. Reed." The girl was saying.

Her name was Belinda and she was the daughter of someone my dad worked
with, one of the secretaries or something. She was half a year older
than me too, but she didn't know that. Maybe. She hadn't gone to my
school or anything and I hadn't been there in months anyway, it was
still kind of weird though and it gave me a secret thrill inside,
knowing this girl thought I was my dad's wife. That just turned me on,
as if I wasn't hot enough already. I was running a little temperature.
I knew that because I'd checked myself everyday that week and today,
finally, I had a fever.

"...and the phone numbers are on the fridge and my husband's phone is on
speed dial, just hit pound sign one, okay?" I said.

"Sure." Belinda nodded. "We'll be fine."

"Yeah, okay." I agreed, looking around just because this was only the
third time I'd left the kids with a sitter. It made me a little
nervous.

"Are you ready, Amy?" Daddy was walking into the living room, dressed
casual nice for our little night on the town. I was dressed sexy nice.

"Yeah, I think so." I said. "We better sneak out or Jilly will start
crying."

"Right." Dad nodded. "We'll be home about midnight, Belinda."

"Okay, have fun." The girl smiled, showing off her braces.

She was kind of a chubby little thing, blonde hair, freckles and blue
eyes. Belinda looked like a babysitter, unlike the first one who'd
looked like she'd just fallen out of bed and landed in a bowl of
grease. I'd given that girl twenty dollars for her trouble and claimed
I had a headache. I was a little overprotective maybe, but I didn't
think so. I loved my kids.

"Free at last!" Daddy smiled at me as we got in the car and I giggled.
"God, you're sexy tonight, baby."

"Yeah?" I grinned at him while we sat there in the garage.

"Uh-huh." He was reaching for me, rubbing my left leg, sliding his
hand up the inside of my smooth thigh and I spread my legs slightly,
that black miniskirt I wore riding high enough to show off my black
panties.

"Ummm...Someone's a little horny, I think." I licked my lips and daddy
was rubbing the swell of my freshly shaved vulva gently, leaning close
for a kiss.

"There's nothing little about it." He chuckled and then he kissed me
softly on the lips and I opened for him, letting daddy's tongue find
mine.

"Ohhh...I guess not!" I sighed, feeling his cock under my fingers, hard
and trapped inside his trousers.

"That's your fault." Daddy said, pulling away from me and starting the
car finally.

"Mine?" I rolled my wintry eyes. "Asking you to go without sex for two
weeks was asking too much?"

"After going without it for two weeks before that?" Daddy gave me a
look. "I haven't felt like this since I was fourteen probably."

"Fourteen?" I laughed. "Why?"

"That was when I figured out how to jerk off." He laughed. "Before
that...I was in pain, baby!"

"Oh god!" I shook my head. "I probably didn't need to know that."

"What?" He smiled and daddy wasn't shy at all with me. Not anymore.
"How old were you when you learned how to do it?"

"Fifteen." I said seriously, sticking my tongue out at him.

"Really?" Daddy looked at me and he was suddenly remembering I was his
daughter, because we really did forget once in awhile, dumb as that
seems.

"Yeah." I nodded while we drove slowly through dark suburbia. "I never
touched myself until like two months ago. I just never wanted to."

"Never?" Dad wondered. "You never had any urges or anything?"

"Urges, daddy?" I laughed. "No, not really. That's why Greg broke up
with me, cause I didn't want to have sex as much as he did."

"Who's Greg?" Daddy blinked cause he'd never known about my boyfriend.

"Some guy." I shrugged. "He dumped me cause I didn't love him."

"Too bad for him." Daddy decided. "How old was he?"

"Sixteen." I shrugged. "He was cute, but a real jerk too."

"Why go out with him then?

"Cause he had a car." I grinned and that was the truth. "The school
bus sucks, dad."

"Yeah, I guess." He nodded and I was still playing with his dick. "So,
this Greg, he's the guy who broke your cherry?"

"God!" I made a face. "That's pretty personal. You ask every girl you
go out with stuff like that?"

"If I'm going to marry her, I do." Dad said, sorta seriously and I
blinked at him.

"You're such a tease." I giggled, sticking my tongue out at him.

"Who? Me?" Dad frowned, pouting actually and he pointed a finger.
"Open the glove box."

"Why?" I asked him suspiciously.

"Just do it, you'll see." Dad smiled like he couldn't help it.

"Okay." I shrugged, opening the glove compartment and it had a little
light inside. "What's this?"

"Open it." Dad said and it was a little red felt box, a jewelry box, I
knew that. He turned a little switch and the interior dome light
turned on.

"Oh, dad." I said softly. "Jack...God."

"Will you marry me, Amy?" He asked and I was looking at an engagement
ring, a real one.

"Yeah. God, yeah, of course, but...How?" I giggled nervously and my
heart was going like crazy. I had to close my eyes and take a deep
breath, and then another.

"Put it on, let me see." Dad said, looking at me more than the road,
but he was just driving around the neighborhood really, not going
anywhere yet and there wasn't any traffic.

"Okay." I swallowed hard and I slipped that ring on my finger, on my
left hand and it fit me almost perfectly, just a fraction too big
maybe.

"Yeah, looks nice." Daddy smiled.

"It's beautiful. It costs too much." I said.

"We're okay." Dad chuckled. "It wasn't the biggest diamond in the
store, baby."

"I know, but...Wow." I flushed hot all over and it wasn't a huge
diamond, but a carat at least and we had bills and the trip to
Disneyworld we were saving for and...God! I had a diamond ring!

"I can't give you a church wedding, Amy." Dad said and he was pulling
over, stopping the car now. "I'm sorry about that."

"I know, yeah." I nodded and I didn't really care.

"But..." He was reaching into his jacket, pulling out something else. "...
Maybe we don't need a church anyway, right?"

Daddy had another box, a white one and just a little bigger than the
other. He opened it and there were two rings inside, plain gold bands,
his and hers. I looked at his left hand, noticing for the first time
that he'd taken off his wedding ring, the one he'd put on when daddy
had married Gina some sixteen years before. I hadn't realized he
wasn't wearing it and I suddenly wondered how long ago he'd taken it
off.

"I'll marry you right here, right now." Daddy told me and he was
taking the smaller ring out of the box. "If you'll let me."

"In the car?" I giggled and daddy shrugged, looking only a little
apologetic. "Did you divorce Gina?"

"Um..." Dad frowned at that, looking at the wedding band in his fingers,
the one for me.

"You can't marry me if you're still married to her." I said softly.
"Not right here, not right now."

"I can't...Not until I know." Daddy said and I shook my head slowly.

"Then you can't marry me." I told him. "But I'll keep this..." I held up
my finger with the engagement ring on it, "...you keep that one."

"Amy..." Daddy sighed, but he knew I was right. Until he divorced her
completely, Gina was still in our lives. Still between us and I knew a
part of him still loved the woman and hoped she'd come back to us.

We had a nice dinner, a romantic dinner at a real restaurant with
candles, roses, and a little jazz band playing in the corner. It was
making me hot inside, hot for my dad, and I teased him all the while.
I rubbed his leg with my bare toes and played little games with my
eyes, touching him every now and again with my fingertips across the
back of daddy's hand.

"Jack? Hi, I thought it was you." I heard Stacy's unmistakable voice
from close behind me and I frowned. Daddy did too, but he recovered
quickly.

"Hi Stacy. How are you?" Daddy cleared his throat and touched his
napkin to his lips and I could see he was suddenly nervous.

"I'm great. Who's this with you?" Stacy wondered, somewhat rudely, I
thought.

"Hi Stacy." I put on a smile and turned around and I was a little
pleased to see a surprised look on her face. She really hadn't known
it was me sitting there with my dad.

"Amy? Oh...Hi. I thought, uh...A little dinner for you two, well...That's
nice." Stacy was looking for words, not really understanding why me
and my dad would be having an obviously romantic dinner together.

"Yeah." Dad nodded. "Amy wanted to go someplace special."

"I'm tired of McDonalds." I shrugged.

"Yeah." Stacy smiled and nodded. "Right...Oh, this is Gary."

She turned slightly and a tall man, kind of good looking in a serious
way, stepped forward, offering my dad his hand. I stared at him,
wondering if he was the same Gary that my mom knew, or at least had
the address for. I'd found that piece of notepad stashed with Gina's
drugs, like a secret, and I'd kept it for myself, but I hadn't really
known why at the time. I probably should have given it to the police,
but at the time I'd thought maybe that was where my mom was, shacked
up with that Gary person, and I hadn't really wanted the woman found
at all.

"Jack." My dad said, shaking the man's hand. "This is my daughter,
Amy."

"Hi." I smiled at him, trying to remember the name of the street in
that address, but I'd looked at it so long ago.

"Hi Amy." Gary smiled and his eyes were all over me before he looked
at my dad again. "You have a beautiful daughter."

"Thanks, yeah." Dad said.

"Has there been any word on..." Stacy's voice trailed off as she glanced
at me.

"No, nothing yet." My dad shrugged. "We keep hoping though."

"Of course." Stacy nodded sympathetically. "I told the police
everything I know."

"I'm sure." Dad smiled. "I appreciate your help, Stacy."

"Well, it wasn't much, I'm afraid." She looked at me. "How are you
holding up, dear?"

"Fine." I shrugged. "I'm okay, taking care of daddy and the kids, you
know."

I was looking at Gary and he didn't even look a little curious, except
maybe what I looked like naked. He was handsome enough, but he looked
sneaky, I thought, and he was looking at me mostly. Smiling at me like
he knew a secret and I wondered if maybe he didn't know exactly what
happened to my mom. I remembered the street though, like all of a
sudden, and I smiled back at him.

"You live on Holland Circle, right?" I asked him. "Out in Meadow Park?

"Huh? Yeah...I do." He answered slowly, narrowing his eyes and daddy and
Stacy both looked at me.

"How do you know that?" Stacy asked.

"Oh, um...Mom mentioned something about a Gary once." I shrugged. "Just
before she left."

"She did?" Daddy blinked at me and then looked at the man who was
suddenly a bit uncomfortable.

"Ah, that must have been after our lunch." Stacy smiled. "Remember
Gary? You met Gina at the Olive Garden that day."

"Oh, right." Gary licked his lips and nodded.

It was so totally obvious that Stacy was trying to cover for the guy.
She was a good liar and maybe my dad might almost believe her, but I
could tell. She was lying through her teeth and protecting the guy and
I knew, looking into Gary's eyes until he looked away, I knew he'd
fucked my mom and he knew exactly who my daddy was.

"Well, we better go." Stacy was tugging Gary and he was more than
willing to make his escape.

"Right." Dad said softly. "Nice meeting you, Gary."

"Jack." Gary nodded and then looked at me one more time, like he
wanted to eat me up, but he was scared too.

I couldn't tell if dad knew or not, but I thought he was at least
suspicious. He was watching Stacy and Gary as they made their way
across the restaurant, sitting down at their own table and picking up
some menus. Daddy had to be curious, like why would mom know what
street the guy lived on, even if he'd mentioned it to her over lunch,
why would she remember that? Why would I remember? But daddy wasn't
thinking about me, thank goodness. Just about Stacy and her too slick
excuse.

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"Let's go downtown, daddy." I suggested, since his idea was to go see
a movie and I wasn't into that really. That was the problem with
having a fifteen year old girlfriend, my dad couldn't take me to a lot
of really cool places, obviously.

"We are downtown." Daddy chuckled.

"No, I mean the other part." I grinned at him, and my ever plotting
mind was working overtime. "The bad part."

"Ohhhh..." Dad nodded and he looked at me. "How do you know about that?"

"I heard about it." I shrugged. "Come on, please? I just wanna check
it out."

"You're pretty strange sometimes, Amy." Daddy chuckled, but I could
see the idea was at least interesting to him.

It was like kinky perverted, you know? A man bringing his teenage
daughter to the part of town where the tattoo places were. The massage
parlors and adult bookstores. The hookers walking the streets and all
that. It was the red light district, such as it was in that city, and
innocent girls didn't go there, but I wasn't exactly innocent anyway
and daddy did get off on sex with me.

"Please?" I leaned over in the car, finding his cock and massaging it
through his pants. "Maybe we'll find a movie I like."

"Oh, god!" Daddy shook his head. "You get caught going into some of
those places and..."

"Who's gonna catch me?" I laughed. "I just wanna check it out. Hey!
You could get me a tattoo maybe."

"No." He laughed. "No tattoo's. I love your skin."

"Just a little one?" I teased him. "Like a little heart on my pussy
that says 'Daddy's Little Girl' on it?"

"Shit." He blinked at me and I think he actually liked that idea.

"Right here maybe..." I said, spreading my legs and rubbing the inside
of my right thigh, just at that soft hollow next to my cunt.

"We'll see." He licked his lips.

"You could get one too!" I nodded. "Get like 'Bad Daddy' tattooed
right above your cock."

"Heh!"

"Seriously, that is my bad daddy!" I giggled. "That big cock...Hmmm..."

I was rubbing him nicely then, feeling his prick stiff and
uncomfortable, making daddy shift in his seat. I was half-tempted to
pull it out and go down on him, since we'd never tried it while he was
driving, but this was downtown so maybe that wouldn't be too good. I
had to settle for rubbing him off through his trousers, and feeling
daddy playing with my thin panty covered pussy at the same time.

My real plan, obviously, was to find Gina. Daddy wanted to marry me
and even if it wasn't a real church wedding, I knew he'd be serious
about it. We'd be married in our hearts, if not in law, and that was
good enough for me. I just needed that other woman out of our lives
once and for all and so if daddy wanted to see her, and find out why
she'd left, fine. I was looking too, staring hard at every prostitute
we passed as daddy looked for a place to park.

"God! This place is ill." I laughed, walking down the sidewalk with
daddy, feeling his hand touching me. He wasn't holding me, but just
staying close, protecting me I think, or trying too.

"Ill? Is that good or bad? I forget." Daddy teased me.

"It's good." I grinned at him and we were walking past a strip club
with some guy outside handing out fliers. He even gave one to me.

"Don't take those things." Daddy said.

"Mmmm...Live sex shows starting at ten PM every night." I giggled.
"Sounds like our house."

"Uh..." Daddy looked around and I think he was a little nervous, being
with his teenage daughter in the sleazy, sex for sale part of town.

"Come on!" I grabbed his arm, jerking daddy like I was trying to wake
him up. "That was funny, admit it."

"Yeah, yeah..." He smiled at me. "You sure you don't wanna see a movie?
There's that new pirates movie..."

"Uh-huh, I wanna see a movie." I giggled. "In here..."

"What? Amy..." Dad stopped, looking at the adult arcade I wanted to go
into, and I tugged at his arm impatiently.

"What? Come on." I said. "It says they have private booths."

"What if you get caught though?" He asked, lowering his voice cause
there were a few people walking around. The place was busier than I'd
expected.

"They'll kick me out." I grinned. "Think a place like this is gonna
call the cops?"

"Uh...No...But, this isn't right. We should..." Daddy was trying to find a
reason not to go inside.

"I'm gonna go inside." I said, letting go of his arm. "If you want me,
you'll just have to find me!"

"Amy..."

I laughed and walked into the place like I owned it, disguising my
sudden nervousness pretty well, I thought. I mean it was sorta scary,
walking into an adult bookstore like that, and I had no idea what to
expect. I figured there'd be like a bunch of guys in trench coats,
standing around looking at dirty pictures and jerking off. It was
pretty bright inside though and actually kinda clean. All the
magazines were wrapped in plastic, but they were seriously sick too!
Like nasty! God! I blinked at one showing like a close-up of some
woman's mouth full of creamy jizz and it was called 'Sperm Eaters #19'
or something. It seemed to me like one issue of that would be about
enough for anyone, wouldn't you think?

The guys in there looked pretty normal though and even the guy working
there looked like he belonged at a Seven-Eleven or something. He was
watching a little television and leaning against a huge glass display
case full of every kind of dildo and vibrator you can imagine. I was a
little bit in awe of it, actually, and there was one that looked as
big as I was! No kidding, like five feet long or something, a big
thick snake with huge cock shaped heads on both ends. What was that
for? It freaked me out and I just looked at all those toys,
remembering my own little modest vibrator at home. The one that used
to be my mom's. I wondered if she'd bought it here.

"Hey." The guy noticed me and he was like twenty five maybe.

"Hi." I smiled, figuring my little field trip was about over, just as
soon as he asked for an ID.

"See anything you like?" He asked and I blinked at him. "Just let me
know if you wanna take one for a test drive."

"A test drive?" I giggled.

"Well, we're not supposed to do that, but..." He shrugged. "...Who's gonna
know?"

"Uh, okay." I nodded. "How about, um..." I looked over my shoulder and
there was an open doorway with a sign that said 'Video Arcade - Tokens
Only' on the wall next to it. "...can I watch some videos first?"

"Five or ten?" He asked me and I just narrowed my eyes. "Dollars. Five
or ten dollars worth of tokens?"

The guy was smiling and I nodded, reaching into my purse.

"Um...Ten, I guess." I pulled out a couple fives and he was giving me a
roll of tokens, like quarters, except they weren't.

"Have fun." He said.

"Thanks." I said, thinking this was all really weird and I turned
around, seeing my dad standing there, looking at magazines, while he
really watched me.

I stuck my tongue out at him and walked past, not saying a word, and I
entered the darker, kind of musty smelling video arcade. There were
people in there, like shadows kind of lurking around, and I could hear
the sounds of movies, tinny moans and oh's and ah's, muffled and
confused. It was really bizarre and I had no idea what I was doing,
but it was seriously fun too. I wasn't scared really, daddy was
following me close, I knew that, but I was nervous as heck, like
excited and full of energy. This was a wicked place and it smelled
like old cum and pine oil, a lot of pine oil, but it couldn't cover up
the sex.

The booths weren't really big, but large enough for two people anyway.
There was a metal folding chair inside the one I went into finally. A
television screen behind some scratched and stained plexiglass,
stained with what I didn't really want to know. A little rubber waste
basket was there too, in the corner, and a kleenix box was like
mounted in the wall, padlocked behind a bit of plywood like someone
might steal the whole box, instead of taking tissues one at a time. It
made me giggle. I closed the door, sticking my tongue out at daddy and
teasing him for being too slow. I'd let him inside a couple minutes
later, I thought, dropping a bunch of tokens in the lighted slot and
some porn movie started playing.

There was a little round knob, two of them, but the volume one was
broke and didn't do anything. The other one changed channels and I
flipped through them, sitting on the chair after scrutinizing the grey
metal hard for any signs of sticky body fluids or whatever. I finally
settled on a movie with some little white girl getting gang-banged by
like five big black guys. It was kinda intense and I'd never really
seen porn before. I couldn't believe that girl was taking those cocks
though! She was probably the same size as me, although obviously
older, and those cocks were like a foot long or something. Each! And
she had one in her butt, one in her pussy, sucked another and jerked
off the last two guys, all at once. That was insane! I hoped they paid
that girl a lot of money for that!

It took me half a minute to realize I wasn't totally alone in that
booth. I mean I was, but not totally. Just to my left there was a hole
in the wall and I blinked in the flickering light of the video as I
saw a cock pushing through it. That's what had caught my eye. That
long thick white penis all of a sudden appearing out of the wall. It
was daddy's cock, I realized. His nice fat cock and he was right next
door, watching his own video and showing me his dick.

"You bad daddy!" I leaned close and whispered through the hole, his
hot prick rubbing against my cheek and getting me wet with his precum.

"Suck it, bitch!" He breathed and his voice was so low I didn't think
I heard him right.

"Bitch?" I rolled my eyes. "It's not my fault you're too slow."

He was so hard though, as hard as I'd ever seen him and maybe even a
little bigger than usual, although it was hard to tell. The light
wasn't too good and seeing just daddy's cock by itself made it look...
Different, somehow. I was horny though, like seriously hungry for sex,
plus I was ovulating and we'd been waiting for this night. Daddy had
gotten his vasectomy reversed and then we'd waited almost a month,
just for the best chance we'd have of getting me pregnant. I hadn't
let daddy cum in two weeks! And he hadn't cum for the two weeks before
that while his sperm tube things healed.

"Poor daddy." I sighed, pushing out my tongue and licking his cockhead
all over.

He was excited tonight, as he should be after waiting so long. His
cock was dripping precum like a faucet, a lot more than he usually did
and I was swallowing it down happily, wetting his cock from the tip
down the shaft, as far as I could get until it disappeared in that
hole. I'd finally learned how to take all of him, to deep throat my
dad's swollen cock, but it wasn't easy and he really had to be super
wet for me to do it. So that was what I was doing, getting that
throbbing cock I loved all wet and slippery with spit and precum,
getting him ready for a really good suck job from his beautiful
daughter.

God! That turned me on. Plus we were like in public, sorta, and after
keeping our relationship a total secret, this was totally making it
good. Nobody would know who we were, you know, or even what we were
doing, but still...We weren't in our bedroom behind locked doors
anymore. I was rubbing my pussy through my panties when I opened my
mouth wide, engulfing the smooth glans of daddy's cock eagerly. I
washed him good with my tongue, tasting the faint bitter taste of old
pee maybe and I didn't mind. It was like that sometimes. I loved my
daddy-husband's flavor.

He was making soft, muffled sounds of approval and I was taking more
and more of him. Finally I was able to open my throat, somewhat
awkwardly, and getting his cockhead past the back of my mouth like
that was always cool. It hurt a little, just cause he was so thick and
my neck was so thin, but the feeling of being stretched out totally,
of sliding my tight lips all the way down the shaft and knowing I had
every inch of daddy's hard cock inside me...Wow! I was jilling my cunt
quickly, pulling my panties to the side and rubbing my clit with two
fingers. I was gonna cum soon, just from sucking my daddy off!

I deep throated him a couple times, not too many really. I wasn't very
good at it and the sensation was uncomfortable. I couldn't breath and
it was always sloppy too. Spit and precum ran from my mouth, down my
chin in long strands to pool on the floor and I had to be careful not
to stain my blouse. Four times in my throat was enough anyway, daddy
wasn't gonna last long, not after waiting a month to cum inside me! I
wanted him too, you know? In my cunt, in my womb! That was the whole
point of all this, the whole reason I made him wait and get his tubes
fixed back up. I had to have his sperm in my womb and so I pulled my
mouth away with a loud sucking sound, smiling and licking my bruised
lips.

"Fuck me daddy...Make a baby in me!" I breathed, thinking this was gonna
be totally weird!

Wait until my kid was old enough for me to tell him, or her maybe, but
I wanted a boy, that I'd gotten pregnant by daddy through a hole in
the wall! That would be crazy and me and daddy would be laughing about
it for a long time. I took my panties off, shoving them in my purse,
and that cock was bobbing up and down, anxious and ready to fill my
pussy up! It was just about the right height too, like perfect for me,
and all I had to do was move my firm round ass close to the wall and
reach between my legs, grasping that cock and rubbing the head over my
slick pussy lips.

I moaned and then gasped as I found my hole with it and that familiar,
but long missed sensation of having my daddy's incestuous cock
stretching my cunt was beautiful. I pushed myself back slowly, loving
the feeling of it as my sex resisted weakly at first, and then
surrendered, opening up and taking daddy all the way inside until I
couldn't go back any farther. My ass was right up against the wall,
cool and smooth against my flushed skin. I closed my eyes, reaching
for my tits and playing with myself through my blouse while daddy
started pumping me through that hole.

"Oh god! Fuck me...I wanna feel it inside me...Oh fuck! Daddy!" I groaned,
quivering with my own imminent orgasm.

I squeezed my tits hard and my stomach churned, my cunt seeming to
collapse around that cock as it feasted on my desperation. Daddy was
fucking me good and hard, like he'd never felt my cunt wrapped around
him before in his life. Poor, poor daddy! I shouldn't have made him
wait so long, but he was gonna have a big load of potent sperm for my
womb tonight! Oh fuck yeah! Daddy was gonna fuck me up and put a baby
in my belly! He was gonna make a sister or brother for Jilly and JJ,
right there in my fifteen year old body, and in nine months there'd be
a little baby for us to love.

My cunt spasmed hard, milking daddy's fat prick like a fist and that
brought him off as well. It was perfect, our orgasms almost
simultaneous and I was right in the middle of mine when I felt his
cock jerking inside me, his sperm shooting out hard and distinct. The
creamy stuff was splashing against the soft pillow of my cervix so
that I came again, without any pause at all. I was in orbit, shaking
and gasping for air. My eyes were scrunched tight and all I could do
was imagine daddy's thick sperm seeping into my uterus, looking for my
eggs and bathing them with love.

"N-No...Don't pull out..." I breathed, barely able to focus through the
feverish fog of my arousal.

He was trying to pull his cock out of me, but I wanted daddy to stay
there, to plug up my hole good and give his sperm a good chance to do
what it was supposed to. I reached between my quivering thighs and
grabbed the base of his cock, holding him there, refusing to let daddy
go until I was sure he'd knocked me up.

"Thanks for the fuck." Daddy whispered finally and he pulled away, his
cock slipping through my greasy cum stained fingers and I laughed
weakly.

"Thanks for the baby." I sighed, pressing my hand to my pussy and I
was full of cum, mine and daddy's all mixed up inside me.

I got my panties out and put them back on, pulling the crotch tight
against my slightly gaping and now seriously well-fucked pussy. It was
dark then, that movie long finished, my time run out, and there wasn't
much light at all. I smoothed my skirt by feel and found the little
round bolt, unlocking the door and stepping out, smiling and giggling
and feeling like I'd just come out of a sauna. I was hot inside and
out, and damp with sweat. That had been a really great fuck. One of
our best and I saw daddy standing nearby, leaning against the wall and
looking at me.

"God!" I whispered, getting close and hugging him, reaching up to pull
his mouth to mine. "That was a great fuck, daddy! I love you so much!"

I kissed him hard, forcing my tongue into his mouth and he responded,
but reluctantly, pushing me away gently and I figured he was just
nervous. But one kiss wasn't gonna hurt and I smiled at him, taking
his hand and putting it on my tummy, sliding it under my blouse so he
could feel my flushed skin.

"Can you feel it?" I asked. "I think you did it! We did it!"

"Amy...Did what?" Daddy narrowed his eyes. "What happened to you?"

"What happened to me?" I rolled my eyes and laughed. "You did! God!
You put like a gallon of sperm in me! I gotta be pregnant, you think?"

"What?" Daddy grabbed my shoulders and even gave me a little shake. "I
was standing here, waiting for you."

"No you weren't." I giggled but the look on his dimly lit face made my
heart lurch and I suddenly felt sick to my stomach.

"Yeah, Amy." Dad swallowed hard. "I've been standing here for fifteen
minutes."

"But you were..." I blinked at him, glancing at the booth beside mine
and it was empty, the door open wide. "...You were in that booth, the
one next to mine. You put your cock through the hole and I..."

"No." He shook his head. "It wasn't me."

"Oh God!" I gagged and I was gonna throw up.



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end of chapter 05
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