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I am the proud father of four beautiful girls, all ranging between the
ages of two to seventeen years old. There is
Hope(2),Faith(10),Mercy(12)and Joy(17).Yet it is my oldest, Joy, who
holds a special place in my heart. For aside being my daughter she is
my lover as well. We have been involved in an incestural relationship
since she was Faith's age. Since then she has shared my bed giving me
endless nights of sexual pleasure. Even more a token of our love, a
child we named Hope Alexandra. For the past two and a half years we
have been engaged and plan to marry real soon.
You might wonder how that could be possible; I'll explain it to you.
When I decided to divorce my wife, to get back at me she changed Joy's
birth certificates to say I wasn't her father. They were never changed
back even after we had a paternity test that proved she was indeed
mine. After a long legal process I got the divorce with full custody
of all three girls. I guess in the long run she did us a favor.
Joy, ten at the time, helped me out a lot after the divorce. She acted
like surrogate mother to her two younger sisters. She did everything
from getting them up in the morning, dressing and feeding them. After
school she walk home with them, keep them entertained till I got
there. She did the whole thing again with them when it was time to get
ready for bed.
Also during this time was when my "special" relationship with her
began. Unlike the popular belief I never forced her into this. It all
started with her innocent curiosity and continued as something mutual
between the two of us. For us it became a lot more then just sexual
pleasure but falling in love with each other over the years. Joy was
twelve when we discovered this. She confessed her feeling for me when
we were alone in my room talking. Over the years we have been together
she started to love me more like a man then her father. The strange
thing is the same thing had happened to me with her. I saw her as "my
little woman" rather then my daughter. It was a huge relief to know
that we were on the same wave length, even more when she started
talking about a future together-married with a house full of kids. A
few months later we consummated our relationship, taking it to the
next level. That day she stayed home sick from school supposedly sick
with the stomach flu. After the bus came for the other two girls I
took Joy to my room. We started out kissing and touching each other,
then we had sex-nice and slow. She gave herself to me freely in body
and soul as I penetrated that scared place only I will know. I took
her cherry, she belongs to me and me only. For the rest of the day we
made love over and over again, she was like the energizer bunny who
just went on and on. I filled her young womb with my hot baby making
cum secretly I was hoping to impregnate her.
And she did unfortunately she miscarried in the first three months of
the pregnancy. Still that didn’t discourage us from trying
again. The second time was when she was thirteen she was able to
carry the baby to full term, but the baby died shortly after birth
from complications. The third time was the charm, it was nine months
into her fourteenth birthday when we found out she was pregnant. Due
to her difficult pregnancy before hand she was put under special
orders by the doctor. Bed ridden for most of the pregnancy, with no
stress and excessive physical activity. We were reasonably excited
about having a baby, but still cautious.
I noticed that Mercy was spending a lot of time with Joy, to me it
was fine. I didn’t know exactly what they have been up to till
later when Joy suggested that I have sex with Mercy, so I
wouldn’t have to go without those nine months. I was skeptical
at first but after Joy assured me it would be ok, we did. I
didn’t go through the motions as I did with Joy I had sex with
her that first night. What was so good about it was that she was there
with us, watching and masturbating at the same time. Joy didn’t
exactly go without either after I fucked her sister’s sweet ass,
she and Mercy would go at it. A lot of sucking tits, fingering and
going down on each other all the way to the end of the nine months.
From the beginning we decided to have a home birth, we wanted to have
the whole family present when the baby came into world. Aside the
weekly visits to the doctor’s (friend of mine) we where buying
baby clothes and other furniture for the nursery.
As her tummy was getting bigger and bigger Joy was wearing less and
less clothes, just as proud to show off her pregnant body. To me she
was the most sexiest , full supple breast (producing milk), protruding
stomach with my baby nestled deep inside her. It was through out those
nine months she was the most horniest, she and Mercy were together
various times through the day and night. Like a never ending orgy,
eventually we added Faith into our sexual games. So aside getting my
oldest daughter pregnant, I was also fucking my other two daughters. I
was getting my pussy every which way. In wasn’t long before
there were four sleeping naked in the king size bed, it was only
natural for them to be close by when the urges stirred . And when my
brother Marty came to live with us for awhile, it just added more to
the fun. It didn’t take long for Mercy to be fucking her Uncle,
in fact they developed there own “special” relationship,
though she still enjoyed being with me and Joy from time to time.
On a warm May afternoon Joy with the help the doctor delivered a
healthy baby girl with everyone present. Mercy also helped during the
labor process and got to see the baby up close as it came out. As
soon as she was out I laid the baby on her mothers chest immediately
going to the breast to feed. She weighed 9 pounds , 7 ounces and very
healthy. We named her Hope Alexandra, she was the beginning to that
dream we shared that was becoming a reality.
Two months later we moved with Marty back to his ranch outside a small
town in Leon, Mexico. It was private and isolated where we could live
out our relationship without worrying about someone finding out. It
really didn’t matter because here no one here knew us. The kids
were home schooled, aside having their responsibilities on the ranch
and otherwise.
Joy proved to be a better mother then Dina, attentive to the baby and
her sisters as well. Continuing to do everything she’d done
since she was ten years old. She carried Hope in a home made sling she
made from a bed sheet tied across her chest with her blouse pulled up
in case the baby was hungry. Convenient when she was working outside
As a new mother she too responsibilities seriously she wasn’t
embarrassed to breast feed Hope in public if she needed to, to her it
was the most natural thing to do.