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My Kids -- Chapter One / The Idea
I had just turned 22 when Paula and I married. We had been high
school sweethearts and from the moment we met we knew that we were
destined for each other. I graduated from college, started a computer
consulting business and after a year or so had enough money coming in that
we felt able to start a family. And start a family we did. Over the next
seven years we had a boy, Steven, a girl, Susan, another girl, Stephanie,
twin girls, Samantha, another girl, Sadie and despite wanting another boy,
we gave up trying. Having our own girls' basketball team was enough.
The day before my 34th birthday Paula was killed in a car accident.
It was a devastating blow to all of us and for about a year we found just
making it through each day difficult. No one seemed to know what to do.
Meals were rarely served on time, the laundry piled up until someone finally
threw some of it into the washing machine, my business suffered and only
the need to keep seven people clothed, fed and housed kept me going. By
the end of the first year though, things had begun to change and the pieces
started falling into place.
Steven was almost 12 and began noticing when things needed to be
done. Things such as the washing or the dishes. And he would do them
without being asked. He made his own bed, kept his room clean, helped
pick up things around the house, helped with the yard work, and got himself
a paper route. It didn't pay much, but it kept him from having to ask me for
money and bought the occasional birthday present for his sisters.
Susan was ten and had turned into a little mother to the other girls.
She told them when to go to bed, when to wash clothes, when to take baths,
when to eat and she had, in fact, become a bit bossy, but the others didn't
seem to mind. She's a cute blue-eyed blonde and had just begun to bloom
physically. Her hips were starting to show a slight curve at the sides and her
buttocks, always rather slim, had filled out into nicely rounded globes.
Small, but noticeable, mounds had begun to grow on her chest.
Stephanie was the prettiest of them all, but I never told her or
anyone else that. She was 8 years old and had the most angelic face
imaginable. I used to tease Paula that she must have fooled around at one
time because Steffi didn't look like me at all. She had deep, brown eyes and
soft brown hair that framed her pretty face and hung to between her
shoulder blades. She wasn't much help around the house, but she was an
inspiration to look at.
The twins, Samantha and Sandra were almost 7 and, like Susie, had
blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair. Needless to say, their physiques
were those of little girls; board straight, slender legs with no hips, but cute
little butts and no tits at all. They could be a real pain at times because they
would conspire aginst the others and spent a lot of their time whispering to
each other and giggling. Under Susie's tutelage though, they had become
quite efficient house helpers.
Sadie, besides being the youngest at only 5, was also the most doted
on. Everyone loved Sadie and couldn't do enough for her. She was pretty,
not beautiful, and, you guessed it, blue-eyed and blonde. Her disposition
was more even than any of us. No matter the amount of confusion
prevailing in our house, Sadie provided a steadiness and stability that we
came to rely upon. She could always make us laugh by making some
innocent remark that would put things back in perspective.
There we are, six kids, helpful ones to be sure, and me, all trying to
make it in a world that had, for us, been shattered and we were now trying
to rebuild. It had been a tough year for all of us, but especially for me.
The kids didn't need sex. I did. I had taken to jacking off in the shower
and it helped relieve the tension, but it was never quite enough. Dating did
not interest me, who had the time, and in my work I didn't meet very many
eligible women anyway. Something was about to happen, however, that
would make me forget about women forever, but not about sex. In my
wildest imaginings I would never have come up with this. It all began late
one night, after an otherwise normal day.
Shortly after I had gone to bed one evening, little Stephanie came
into my room. She was nearly in tears telling me that she had been
awakened by a bad dream and asked me if she could please sleep with me.
The poor thing was shaking so I lifted the covers and let her climb in. As
she did her nightgown rode up and bunched around her waist and I saw that
she was not wearing any panties, a common occurrence around our house.
I was lying on my side facing her and with her back to me she nestled her
little body into the curve of mine, pushing her little butt into my crotch. I
had been playing with myself before she had come in and was still
semi-hard and when her ass jostled my prick it flopped out of my boxer
shorts and landed smack in the crack of her ass.
I looked at Steffi's face to see if she had noticed, but the little shit
had her thumb in her mouth and was already fast asleep. The warmth of
her little ass on my cock got me fully hard again and in rising it had pushed
itself between her thighs. I began moving gently forward, then backward,
my cock fucking her thighs. I put my arm over her and reached for her
little pussy and began stroking it slowly from back to front. Very quickly I
came, my semen spraying her slender thighs and running down them to
stain the sheet. She remained asleep.
When I awoke the next morning Steffi was gone. I got up and
groggily walked into the bathroom and stared into the mirror. 'What's
happened to me? My own eight-year-old daughter...I get off on my own
little girl...what's happening to me?' I had never been sexually aroused, nor
even interested, by children. 'I must have been half asleep and
dreaming...yeah, that's it. And then the warmth of Stef's body against
mine...still, it had been good, different, but good.' Suddenly, I wanted more.
I wanted to see the rest of my girls naked again. I wanted to touch them,
hug them, kiss them, taste them and yes, have them taste me. I was
awakening some sleeping desire within me as I came to the realization that I
could be a child lover. I splashed some water on my face and went
downstairs to the kitchen.
Susie was pouring milk on a bowl of cereal for Stephanie who sat at
the kitchen table still wearing her nightie. I wondered if she had been
curious about the cum that must have been caked on her ass and thighs
when she woke up. She looked at me and smiled, "Hi, daddy." Susie
turned to look at me too, a strange look in her eyes, then she, too, cracked a
smile and giggled. "G'mornin' daddy. How are you feeling?"
"Hi, girls," I said as I sat down at the table. "I don't know what's
wrong with me this morning, but I'm sure tired."
They both giggled conspiratorily and I knew something was up.
'Had Stephanie been awakened by my fondling? Had she been pretending
to be asleep? How much did she remember? How much had she told
Susie?' These questions raced through my mind as Susie put a bowl on the
table in front of me, filled it with cereal and poured milk over it.
"Didn't you sleep well, daddy?" she asked, a sly smile on her face
and I swear she had a gleam in her eye.
As I was about to respond with some cock-and-bull story (more like
a cock-in-hand story) the twins bounced into the kitchen making a racket as
usual. They were giggling and poking each other and half-running as they
came in, also still dressed in their nighties.
"Hi, daddy, hi Susie, hi Stef," they said in unison and giggled. They
sat down at the table and poured themselves cereal, spilling some onto the
table, then scraping it off the table into their mouths. The same thing
happened when they poured, and spilt, the milk. Finally, Susie could take
no more. She walked to the table, put her hands on her hips and
announced that if they couldn't behave they could just leave. They both
looked down, then at me, then at Susie, finally snickered again and said in
unison, "Sorry," and began to spoon the cereal into their mouths.
I loved this scene. Every Saturday morning it was the same and I
savored every minute of it. The next to come in would be Sadie. She
would rub her little eyes, say a perfunctory 'g'mornin' to everyone, drag
herself to her place at the table and let her head drop upon it. She always
slept in nothing but panties and that's the way she came to the table. In fact,
that's the way she dressed most of the time at home. Shortly after her
entrance Steven would finally come down. He, too, would be wearing only
underpants. The twins would tease him about it and Susie would scold him
for being too lazy and inconsiderate to cover himself in front of his sisters.
He would ignore all three of them.
As if on cue Sadie appeared in the doorway, barechested and only
panties covering her hips. She made straight for the table, climbed into a
chair and started scooping the cereal Susie had set out for her into her
mouth. After the first spoonful was in she remembered her manners.
"Gmmmnn," she mumbled, spilling some cerial from her mouth. The twins
laughed at this. A moment later Steven came in and everyone noticed that
he was wearing levis rather than his usual skimpy garb. "Hiding
something?" asked Susie, a smirk on her face. She wiggled her ass at him
as he walked by, blushing somewhat. The twins giggled mightily at this.
It was obvious to me that Steven had awakened with a hard-on and
was trying to hide it, but what did Susie know about it. I decided that I had
to find out and that today would be a good day to start their education, their
introduction to the wonderful world of sex and incest.
Continued...
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