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My Family (Mg,cons, extreme-pedo)
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No, I don't remember the first time I had sex.
It was probably when I was about four or five, but I can't swear to that
either. I know my little sister Chrissie didn't get fucked until she was
almost seven. On the other hand, I distinctly remember watching Mike and
Lisa fucking on her third birthday, when Mike was only five. I'm not
sure if they had ever fucked before, or if this was just a "birthday
present" from her big brother. Whatever. I don't remember ANY of us kids
ever thinking about sex, as sex. I mean, having sex with your brothers
and sisters, and even older relatives was just one of the things you
did, out there on the farm.
No, nobody was ever "forced" to have sex. Why should they be? Everybody
did it. In the morning, you'd wake up and fuck whichever brother was
handy. . . If you felt like it, you'd grab a quick piece at noon, and
then in the evening, when all the chores were done, you'd fuck whoever
was handy while watching TV, or whatever else you did in the evening.
Since I usually preferred to read, I'd quite often end up sitting on
either Daddy or Jerry's lap, with his big prick stuck up inside me, and
read until the excitement got too much for one of us, and we worked each
other to a climax, with big splashes of white sticky goo squirting up
inside my tummy where it belonged. Then we'd both go back to reading or
watching TV, until his prick got so small it started to come out, and I
had to get something to wipe up with before getting it all over the
chair or couch, or whatever.
Huh? Of COURSE I fucked my father too! I love my father.
When did I start that? Gee. . . I'm not sure. I can't remember a
specific "first time." I guess it happened like it usually did. I'd
finish fucking one of my big brothers, and then Daddy would get on top
of me.
Huh? No. . . He never asked. . . He never had to. Nobody else ever did;
why should he? I mean, none of us girls ever minded having sex with any
of our relatives, and certainly not with our own father. As I said, I
love Daddy, and so do all my sisters. If Daddy ever wanted to fuck, what
difference did it make if he was our father, or we were his daughters? I
mean, we already had all our brothers, uncles, grandparents, and
sometimes even cousins fucking us. What's the big deal about fucking
your own father? Besides, like as not, it would be one of US who climbed
on top of Daddy, as him climbing on top of us.
I mean, we liked to fuck too. Yes, fuck. We never called it anything
else. I remember many times coming into the living- room in the evening,
and being disappointed to find that one of my other sisters already was
fucking Daddy, so I had to find some other partner. Of course, if it was
one of the littler kids, then sometimes I would wait first.
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Usually Daddy wouldn't last too long when Lisa or Ann-Marie would slide
their tight little holes down on his thick prick; so it wouldn't be long
before I saw Daddy's prick bulging, as he shot wad after wad of
incestuous sperm in my little sister's belly. Then, I could quite often
call "seconds" and get Daddy for quite a while afterwards; since he
wasn't so horny after filling my little sister's womb with his sperm.
Huh? . . Oh that's FUNNY! Of COURSE we knew about sex and babies! We had
all watched our parents making babies often enough to know what was
going on. It just didn't apply to us.
Huh? No, I mean just that. That's why I think all these stories I read
off the net are so bogus! I mean, me and my sisters all fucked from the
time we were six years old, and quite often even younger. We never used
birth-control, and we never got pregnant. To read SOME of these bullshit
stories, you'd think that all a little girl had to do, was fuck someone
once, and she got a big belly. Believe me, it ain't so easy!
Heck, I can't remember more than a day going by, when I didn't have at
least one brother's sperm soaking into my womb, and usually two or
three, with my father, grandfather, or uncle's added in for good measure.
No. . . We never took "precautions" as you call it. We didn't believe in
it. If one of us girls had ended up pregnant, it would have been more
cause for rejoicing, that we'd have another little brother or sister to
love, than worry about who knocked the kid up.
Not that us girls were TRYING to get pregnant, mind you. In fact, we
weren't. It's just that it wouldn't have bothered us if we did. . .
Certainly not enough to do anything to stop it, anyway. But it never
happened, so why worry about it?
My father? Why all this interest in me fucking my father? I fucked Daddy
just like anybody else. If I had a horny snatch, and Daddy had a stiff
prick, then I'd climb on top of him, and we'd fuck until my womb was
swimming with his warm sticky seed; just like ANY girl should fuck her
father. . . That is, if one of my horny little sisters didn't beat me to
it.
No. . . Daddy didn't fuck me much more than he fucked anybody else,
including Mother. Actually, Daddy probably still fucked Mother almost as
often as he fucked me or the other girls put together. I never really
had Daddy all to myself. . . Not unless you count that fishing trip,
that is.
What fishing trip? You really want to know? I mean, it wasn't all THAT
special. Well, OK, you asked for it:
When I was about 13 or so, the boys were all planning a fishing trip up
at the lake, They wanted the whole family to go, but most of the girls
weren't interested. I mean, fishing seems to be mainly a "boys" thing.
Most of the girls don't like to handle a cold fish flapping in the boat;
or worse yet, cleaning them and gutting them. I didn't mind though.
You see, at that time I had developed a kind of crush on my big brother
Mark, and anything HE wanted to do, I wanted to do. Even fishing.
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Huh? Of COURSE we fucked! That had nothing to do with this. . . Well,
maybe a little. I think I liked fucking Mark a little more at that time,
but that doesn't mean I stopped screwing everybody else!
I mean, sex is sex. Feeling your own big brother squirting your horny
little womb full of thick sticky sperm is fun to do, but what's that got
to do with love? Sure, it's more fun to do with somebody you love. Heck,
I wouldn't do it with ANYBODY I didn't love. But I mean, we did that ALL
the time.
Anyway, at that time, I was practically always following my big brother
around like a puppy-dog; always trying to imitate whatever he did. It
was almost funny.
OK. . . OK, it WAS funny. Anyway, because of this, when they guys wanted
to go fishing, I wanted to go too; just so I'd get to do some of the
same things Mark did, and maybe learn something from him. So, it wasn't
really planned that way, but I ended up the only girl on a fishing-trip
with my father, my uncle, my grandfather, and two brothers. Just one
girl to service five horny guys. I didn't think of this before we
started, but I'll bet Mother did! She just smiled though, at her little
girl packing her clothes for a week's fishing trip, just like she was
one of the guys. (I learned later that Mother had once been the only
girl on a fishing trip, when she was just a little older that I was. . .
Only she had just four men along. . . Daddy, Grandpa, Uncle Frank, and
Uncle Henry. So she had a pretty good idea what was going to happen. I
didn't. . . I was just going fishing.)
Well, I probably don't need to draw you a diagram of what happened. From
the first night we stopped at a Motel on the way out, until the last
motel on the way back, I probably fucked each one of them two or three
times a day. I must have had cum running out my ears.
At first, it was quite a kick, having five big horny men all hard for
little old me.
Yes, I fished. . . For the first three days, anyway. The last two, I was
too exhausted to swing a line, after sucking and fucking my father,
grandfather, uncle, and two brothers until 3 in the morning. It seemed
that no sooner did I get through squeezing the cum out of my father up
into my horny little snatch, than my uncle would get all hard at the
sight of me leaking his brother's seed, and want to fill my tummy with
HIS sperm. Twenty minutes later, this would all be repeated, as my
grandfather got horny seeing me take his sons' sperm up inside me. By
the time my grandfather was finished filling my womb with thick sticky
wads of HIS cum, I would already be sucking on one or the other of my
big brothers, as THEY got horny. Then the whole thing would repeat.
About halfway through the second round, I would usually give out; with
my body too tired to climax any more. But that didn't stop me from
enjoying the feel of a thick prick sliding up inside my horny little
snatch, and spitting big gobs of incestuous baby- juice in my belly. By
the third round, I stopped even feeling that.
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Still, I would keep on going, until all five men were finally satisfied.
After all, I didn't want my mother to be sorry she allowed me to come
along, by not taking proper care of my male relatives. Well, I did my best.
By the time we spent the last night in that motel, I was so beat, I fell
asleep with my grandfather still squirting his seed in my womb. The guys
COULD have taken real advantage of me then, but since I'd already fucked
each of them once, and Mark and Grandpa twice, they just let me sleep.
I felt sorry about not leaving them drained, when I woke up in the
morning, but they all assured me that they were OK. . . Still, I DID
notice that we were hardly back in the house, before all five guys had
found a new bed-partner, and there were squeals of delight coming from
all corners of the house. Of course, that COULD have been because the
other girls were so horny from having over half the male occupants of
the house preempted by one little girl (me).
Well, that never happened again. The next time they went fishing, there
were only four guys (Uncle Frank was busy that time) and this time Lisa
joined me. The little 10-year-old kept Daddy and Grandpa so drained,
that they barely had time to fuck me three times on the trip. The kid
looked so CUTE, with a prick in her mouth, another big prick buried in
her tight little ass, and a third on squirting her flat little tummy
full of her own father's thick sticky cum. It sure took a load off me.
Yes, Lisa and I BOTH got in some pretty good fishing this time. And I
ended up back home just sexually satisfied, with lots of sperm soaking
in my tight little hole, but not exhausted like the previous time.
As for my little sister, she had enough sperm squirted up her little
10-year-old slit to knock up a regiment of girls like her, if she could
get knocked-up, that is. As I said before though, none of us kids did. .
. Get knocked up.
Aside from that, the only time one of us girls would have a man to
herself, was when one of our male relatives came over to visit. Then
Mother would usually assign one of us girls to share our bed with him,
so he wouldn't have to go to sleep horny. Very rarely did we ever get to
do it twice though. The first time I can remember, was when I was about
7, and Grandpa ended up in my bed. I was so proud! For almost a week
until he had to leave, Grandpa fucked me almost three times a day. At
night, before going to sleep. . . In the morning, so I could have his
sperm in my tummy when I got up; and usually either once again at night,
when Grandpa had a "wet dream" or in the daytime when he and I would
"knock-off a quickie." Mmmmmm; that was fun.
It wasn't until about 4 years later, that I ever got to do anything like
that again. By then I was eleven, and had been having periods for a
little over three months, when I found Uncle Frank sharing my bed with
me. Boy was that sexy! Spending the whole night with your own uncle
pumping sperm into your belly, when usually you didn't get fucked more
than once or twice a day. Mother had the other boys leave me alone, the
whole time Uncle Frank was there that visit; saying that it wasn't fair
to the other girls, if I got to hog my uncle, AND my brothers and father
too.
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Yes, of COURSE I was still fucking my father. And my brothers, and. . .
Well, everybody.
No! As I told you before, Daddy didn't fuck me any more than he fucked
any of the other girls. . . Except possibly that once, when I first had
my period, and Mother had me sleep with Daddy for two weeks. I almost
forgot that.
So, OK! I forgot. I guess I DID have Daddy to myself once. . . But not
for very long. Mother usually did this; having each of us girls sleep
with Daddy the first couple weeks or so after we had our first period. .
. Then we'd go back to our own beds, and things would return to normal.
So, I'm sorry! Perhaps Daddy DID have me all to himself once or twice. I
forgot about that time. So sue me. Yeah, and now that I think of it,
there was one other. Why do you want to know about the times Mother had
me sleep with Daddy, anyway?
Oh! You're KIDDING! That's funny! . . .
You're NOT kidding; are you?
Yeah, I see what you mean. Mother must have been just TRYING to do it,
Huh? Oh well, that's long past. It probably only has a little to do with
my present problem anyway. . . I mean, if it wasn't Daddy, then it darn
sure would have been one of my horny brothers, or my uncle, or possibly
one of my cousins, or even my grandfather, for that matter. . . As I
told you before, everybody fucks everybody in our house, and nobody
takes precautions.
I mean, why should we? Nobody in our family has any
sexually-transmitted-diseases, since nobody fucks anybody outside the
family. And as far as getting pregnant goes, I've been fucking since I
was too young to remember, and never took any precautions; why should I
start now? Oh. . . I suppose.
Well, anyway. . . As I said, I've been fucking my brothers and father
all my life, so it was quite a letdown, when I went off to college.
Thump! From sex whenever, and almost wherever I wanted it, to no sex at
all for over three months. . . Can you imagine the torture that was to a
horny girl like me?
Huh? No. . . Of course not! I'm a GOOD girl! Only sluts fuck people
outside their family, when they're not married. What kind of a girl do
you think I am?
Thank you.
So you can see the pickle I was in. I almost wore my fingers out, the
first few days, and the first week, I almost headed home; just to get
laid. Only I knew my parents wouldn't give me much sympathy. After all,
THEY had gone through college without THEIR brothers or sisters to fuck.
. . So could I.
So, by the time I came home for Christmas vacation, I was ready to fuck
the doorknob. As long as the doorknob was the FAMILY doorknob, that is.
Mother took one look at my strained face, and took pity on me. She sent
me to bed with my father, and let me hog him the whole time I was home.
Even ignoring my little sisters' protests that THEY liked to fuck Daddy
too.
By the time I went back to school, I was finally starting to feel good
again; with probably two gallons of my father's precious seed warming my
belly.
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So you see, that's what's causing my problems right now, counselor. . .
You DO say you can't tell anybody anything I say here? Good.
Anyway, as I said, now you know why I've been having a little trouble in
class lately.
Huh? No. Not that, Silly!
Feeling my tummy getting bigger doesn't bother me. At least, not now
that I know what's causing it. It's just that it makes me so damned
horny! It'll be at least another three whole MONTHS, before the
semester's over, and I don't see HOW I can make it. Feeling Daddy's kid
squirming inside me, almost made me take one of those jocks up on his
offer the other day, to let him "show me the facts of life." <Tee hee.>
THAT is funny! I've already GOT "the facts of life" growing in my tummy,
and he wants to TEACH me? I wonder who would be teaching whom? Yeah, it
IS funny, isn't it?
I'd almost be willing to marry some guy, if he was decent enough, just
to have a chance of getting laid regularly. Of course, what's the REAL
chances of meeting somebody who wouldn't be shocked to pieces when he
learned about my family? . . . Except you, of course. Uhuh. And then,
you add in the fact that I'm already pregnant, and who would even want
to go out on a date with a girl like me?
You're kidding? Really?
You didn't!
Are you sure?
Well OK. It's a date then. But you'll have to wait 'til we get married
to do anything. . . As I said, I'm a good girl.
Oh. Oh, that's FUNNY! So you won't be hurting, while you wait, huh? But
what about me? Really?
You're on, buddy! If you're SURE your parents or little sister won't
mind. <Giggle.> I'll race you to the car! I sure hope that bed you share
with your little sister is as big as you say it is.
Huh? No, I won't mind if you keep on fucking your little sister after we
get married. . . After all, She's your FAMILY. Just as long as you don't
mind me fucking my brothers, or Daddy.
No, of COURSE not! Any kids I have once we get married will be yours.
This one by Daddy was just an accident. After all, I wouldn't be
up-tight, if you accidentally got your little sister pregnant.
No! Really? Twice?
Have you fucked either of them yet?
Well, you'd better! Not having any brothers, it would be a shame if your
daughters didn't at LEAST get to feel their own father squirting their
cute little tummies full of sperm before they start school. Now that I
know a girl CAN get pregnant by her own father, it would be a disgrace
to let the little girls miss out on any chances they might have. In the
meantime, your little sister and I will do all we can to give your
little girls a baby brother to fuck, when they get older.
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Huh? Of COURSE I expect you to keep on fucking your little sister! At
least, until SHE gets married too. As I said, she's FAMILY, and you
don't desert family. Who knows, maybe you can father 4 or 5 kids on your
little sister before she finds someone as nice as you. . . Though I've
got about 6 or 7 brothers that she might be interested in. . .
Your daughters? You'd BETTER fuck them. . . And any little girls you
have by me too. Of course, Daddy's going to want to fuck them too, and
my brothers as well; so you'd better get used to that idea too. Yeah, it
IS rather kinky. . . What do you say?
Yeah. . . Now that I know a girl CAN get pregnant by family, I'm going
to be just like Mother; and do everything I can to let my kids feel
their own father's baby growing in their cute little tummies as soon as
possible. And you'd better be willing to help out too! Not just with MY
kids, but with any little girls you might have by your sister, as well.
You will? . . . Promise?
Are you SURE we can't find a Justice-of-the-Peace, at this time of
night? How about a Preacher? . . . Any port in a storm. . . If we told
him that I'm pregnant (no lie) then maybe he'd be willing. Whaddya
think? I'm getting so horny thinking about you squirting your sperm up
in my womb, so my daughter can feel it too, I can't think straight.
Surely there's a church SOMEWHERE nearby.
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