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There are people that aren't supposed to read this sort of thing,
blah, blah, blah..........
You know who you are... Enough said.


I present for you review and enjoyment(I hope) a story I have
been working on for far to long. I have been, and am working on,
additional installments as I feel is necessary. I start to write
and have a hard time knowing when to stop so I have a tendency to
let the story tell itself. I also write not as if I were writing
my masters thesius, but as if I were speaking(pauses and such)so
please forgive the punctuation. I decided it was best to break it
up into relitively small but, hopefully, complete pieces. These
stories, or chapters, are only partialy fiction. I leave it to
you, the reader, to decide which is which. Unfortunately this
also restricts my scope somewhat in the writing process. SO... I
am wide open for  USEFUL suggestions as far as style and scope,
as well as praise or criticism (please give me more than just "I
thought It Sucked).
pitmanracer23@yahoo.com

Thank you,
CPD

'Real Country Living'

I love living out in the country. Most everyone knows most
everyone and you can be left alone, or, if you prefer, good
friends are not far off. There are trade-offs though. A trip into
town can take up to an hour 1 way and when you get there you
probably won't find everything that you might want. Mail and
freight are slower. Still, I wouldn't move back to the city to
save my life.

My nearest neighbor Janice, and her 13 year old daughter Sarah,
are about 1 mile away straight line. More like 3 miles by road
but just a short walk across the field. Janice and I  have alot
in common. We're not super close, but we can talk to each other
about similar problems and concerns. We are both single parents,
almost the same age, similar backrounds, and are both raising
teenagers on our own. My daughter Chelsea, and Sarah are the
greatest of friends and bounce contantly back and forth across
the field. Janice and I rarely have to worry much about where
they are. They're usually at either her house or ours or in plain
sight somewhere in the middle.

One rainy morning I chose to drive Chelsea to school since I had
to go into town anyway. She was happy because it was much faster
than the bus and it meant she got to sleep in for and extra half
hour, always the greatest treat for a 13 year-old. Immediately
after our arriving at the school I realized that I had left my
wallet on the kitchen counter. Damn it. 'Oh well', I thought.
'Better a 20 minute drive back to get it now than a 30 minute
drive after I got to the store and realized I had no money.'

After a spirited drive back to the house I set out once more for
town. I had only gone about a mile when I saw a small someone
walking along the road. As I got closer I noiticed it was Sarah
and stopped to give her a ride. She was happy to be out of the
rain, especialy since she was not really dressed for a long walk
on a day like this. She explained that her Mom had gone into work
early and the she had slept in and missed the school bus. Since I
was driving right by there on the way to town, I told her it was
no problem for me to take her. She smiled and thanked me.

As we got closer to the school however, she seemed to be getting
increasingly uncomfortable; shifting in her seat and clearing her
throat. I asked if she was alright and she said that she because
she was already late, her first period teacher was going to yell
at her and they had probably already started a test that she
wasn't really fully prepaired for.

"Could you bring me back when first period is almost over? I can
sneak in and then between classes maybe they won't notice I just
got there?"

I gave a sideways glance that showed my disapproval, while she
gave me the greatest 'puppy dog eyes' look she could. I grumbled,
and allowed as how we could go into town and get some breakfast
before I delivered her to the school. She perked up and smiled
and bounced in the seat and must have said thak you fifty times
before we reached the restaurant.

While we enjoyed our food Sarah explained the her first period
teacher was an asshole and she didn't seem to like anybody,
especialy students. "I don't know why she would want to be a
teacher if she hates people so much" she commented. She also went
on to say that she had two tests in other classes today and was
not looking forward to either of them. This was accompanied by
another 'puppy dog' face and a slight grin. I gave her a hard,
disapproving look and we ate in silence for a few minutes before
I called her out.

"Just come out with it Sarah. You just don't want to go to school
today and you want me to cover for you and say that it's alright.
Well it isn't alright, but I can't imagine that missing one day
is going to be the end of the world and if you miss the whole
day, maybe you can take the tests another day, after you have
studied for them" I emphisized.

In for a penny, in for a pound, they say.

"I suppose that could be arranged, but that means you spend the
day with me. I am now responsable for you and won't have you
wandering around causing trouble." As if there where any real
trouble to get into around here, but it needed to be said all the
same.

The rest of the town run turned out to be a waste of effort. One
store was closed and three others didn't have what I needed, so
with empty hands but full bellys, we headed back down the valley
toward home. I heard a little snicker from my 'partner in crime'
as we passed the school. I couldn't help but laugh with her as we
continued to my house.

Arriving home, I told Sarah I had some paper work to take care of
so she could do what she liked in the house while I was busy.
'All play and no work makes Timmy a poor boy.' She asked about
the video games in the living room and I told her to help herself
but to keep the volume down while I was working. She smiled and
giggled and promised she would. I retired to my office shaking my
head at my minor offence. Certainly not anything I would be shot
for but still, 'Contributing to the Delinquency of a Minor', was
what it would be called, I am sure.

While I worked, down the hall I could hear the occasional squeal
or laugh from Sarah. As I wrapped up my work and realized it had
gotten very quiet out in the living room. After putting
everything away I wandered down the hall and saw Sarah sitting on
the couch staring intently toward the TV. I continued into the
living room and did a double-take when I discovered what was
holding her attention. Apparently, she had been digging around
for more games and happened upon a disk that I thought I had
pretty well hidden. On the wide screen, in living color, large as
life, HD quality, she was watching a video of my daughter and I,
fucking like rabbits.

Yes, you read that right...

Chelsea and I had always been a very close father and daughter
team. Even before my wife left when Chelsea was 7, we always did
fun things together while her mother would complain about what
she would rather be doing instead of spending time with her
daughter. Before things got bad between us, the problem took care
of itself. I woke up one morning and my wife of 8 years was gone.
No note, no nothing. No court appearences, no letters. The
marrage was disolved and I was granted sole custody of my lovely
7 year old daughter.She took here mothers departure harder that I
expected but was still pragmatic about it. 'I know she never
loved us as much as she should have' was her take on the
situation.

Our closeness and happiness continued much as it had been with
the exeption of a gradually more relaxed dress code around the
house. I don't know which of us initiated it. It just became the
norm to walk to or from the bathroom naked, or run to the fridge
in very little or less. At night we would watch TV together and
it was strictly a 'Come as You Are' affair. Shorts, or not.
Panties, or not. Shirt, or not. Nothing overtly sexual, but I
couldn't help but notice and admire her physical development as
the years passed and also noticed sideways looks from her at
times.

It was just a couple days before her 11th birthday that that our
living situation made a drastic change. I had just come out of
the shower when Chelsea came in to get ready for hers. I hung up
the towel and passed behind her while she was looking at her
naked self in the vanity mirror. As I passed, I paused to admire
her, reached around her and gave her a hug, pressing my equaly
naked self against her back. She smiled and wiggled her butt
against me. While maintaining the hug my hands made their way up
to her budding breasts and massaged and squeezed them gently. She
made no attempt to stop me and just purred at the skin to skin
contact we were both obviously enjoying. She pushed her little
ass back against my now rock hard cock and I reciprocated with a
push of my hips back at her. Staring into each others eyes in the
mirror, we both knew what we wanted. She turned and our lips and
tongues met. As we kissed, she allowed me to pick her up and
carry her to my bedroom. We never looked back from there on...

Enough backround for now. Back to the story.

Sarah was completely unaware of my presence, as 100% of her
attention was focused on the antics taking place on the screen in
front of her. It was short vid we had made a few monthes before,
when the weather was warmer. I had the camera set on a tripod
aimed at our hot tub on the enclosed side deck. Chelsea was bent
over the edge of the tub, moaning like a mad woman, while I was
behind her, pounding her you pussy like there was no tomorrow. I
alternated between the TV and Sarah, watching for some further
reaction. She watched the action on the screen as we continued
our video sex. I looked to the TV to see me sweating and calling
out, 'Here it comes baby! Right up in you!' As she watched us on
the screen, her eyes got as big as saucers. It was obvious I was
cumming inside my 13 year old daughters pussy. Her 13 year old
friends pussy. It was equaly obvious Chelsea was loving every
second of it and having her own orgasm to go along with mine.

"What did you think of the show Sarah?" I finaly said. She lept a
foot in the air when she saw I was there.

"OH MY GOD! MR. CARTER! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU... I DIDN'T.... I
WAS... I..."

"Its alright Sarah, as long as you understand no one can ever
know about this. I would be in alot of trouble, as I assume you
know."

" How did... how long... I never saw anything like..."

"Its ok Sarah." I said. "Slow down and breath for a minute."

I walked over to the TV, turned it off, and put the DVD back in
it's case and back in it's 'hiding place'. "I suppose I should
have put that somewhere else. Not out where it could be
accidentaly found."

Her breathing was returning to normal so I sat down on the end of
the couch and said, " I'm sure you have alot of questions now,
considering what you have seen."

She stared at me and I could tell she was thinking long and hard
about what she was going to say next. Looking down at her lap she
mumbled something I couldn't quiet make out, but I was pretty
sure I knew what the question was.

"You have to speak up Sarah."

"How long have you two been... you know. Doing ... that?"

"In a couple monthes it will be 3 years since Chelsea and I
started our sexual relationship." Her eyes went wide at that.

"She never told me." I could see her eyes beginning to well up.
"She looks so happy there and she never told me. I thought I was
her besty. I tell her everything! She never even said... "

"Sarah, I think she might have been afraid to. She loves you like
a sister and she thinks alot of your opinion. She might have been
worried about what you would think. It is also not something we
can advertise. I don't mind telling you how long I would be in
jail if the wrong people got wind of this."

"Do you still love her" she asked.

"Still? Sarah, I have always loved Chelsea and I always will.
This is just another kind of love to add to the love we have
always had."

"But she is your daughter! How can you two have... sex... if she
is your daughter?"

"This is going to take awhile" I sighed as I slid down onto the
couch with her.

"Sarah there are many forms of love. Chelsea and I love each
other completely, and that includes physically. The fact that she
is my daughter, or that I am her Father, doesn't change our love
for one another. Actually it does, it makes it stronger because
we have a bond that most families don't."

She turned from me and thought for a minute. "She is so lucky"
she murmured.

"Can we watch some more?"

I knew that a large can of worms had been opened here, and I was
not completely sure how to proceed. Still, 'In for a penny, in
for a pound.'

"I suppose the damage is done, but that doesn't mean you get to
play hookie so you can watch our home made porn all day" I
laughed. She didn't seem to know what to make of my comment, but
she also relaxed a little.

I returned to the entertainment center and reached back in my
hiding place. I extracted 5 disks from various dates to give
Sarah a sampling of what my daughter and I were up to. "You
remember that no other people can ever know about this, right?
You need to promise me before we go any farther."

"I promise Mr. Carter. I would never, ever tell anyone."

I put a random disk in and hit play. It opened with Chelsea
sitting on the couch, in the very spot Sarah was sitting now. She
was completely naked. I walked into the picture and went to her.
we kissed as I rubbed her lovely, still growing breasts. I
recognized this one from a couple years ago when Chelsea was
still 11 or maybe right after her 12th birthday. We watched as,
on the screen, I proceded to kiss my way down Chelseas' chest,
pausing to lick each breast in turn, continuing downward as she
spread her legs. Sarah watched closely as I licked and sucked my
daughters eager pussy, while bringing her through several
obviously major orgasms. She watched as Chelseas' body shook and
trembled on the screen as she cryed out loud that she was cumming
on my tongue.

The scene continued as, on the screen, I had pulled my mouth from
Chelseas' dripping cunt and placed my ridged cock at the entrance
to her pussy. You could see that my chin and checks were socked
with her cum and, leaning forward a bit, my daughter  kissed me
and licked my face. "Mmmmmm, I taste yummy" she said. That set
Sarah back in her seat as she looked at me and I smiled back at
her. Returning her attention to the screen, she watched, wide
eyed, as I slowly pushed my cock all the way into Chelsea's
welcoming pussy in one long thrust.

"Can you feel that Chels? Can you feel what I'm pushing on?" came
from the TV. "Thats your cervix. Thats the bottom of your little
pussy. Next stop is your womb, where babys are made. You feel
good still?"

"Oh god yes Daddy. I sooooooooooooooooooo love the feel of you in
me. Sooooooooooooo full.So deep. I want it all Daddy. I want all
your cock all the time."

"And so you shall have it my princess."

Wild horses could not have pulled Sarah from her spot at this
point. She was completely engrossed in the scene she was
witnessing on the screen. She watched as I pounded hard into
Chelsea. She listened as her best friend cried out in exctacy.
She watched as I told my daughter I was about to cum. She watched
as Chelsea begged for me to cum inside her and make a baby.

Apparently I only thought she was paying attention before this.

Sarahs' head whipped toward me. "What did she say? Did she say
what I think she said?" I rewound the disk a couple seconds.

"Fill me Daddy! Cum in me! Make us a BABY!!!", then I paused it.

"You really do it inside her? Don't you have... like... condoms
or something? I mean... just right in her!"

"Yes Sarah, I always cum inside Chelsea. No condoms. No pill. No
anything. Just a man and a woman having loving, consentual sex.
No birth control. No pulling out. We both think it's the only way
to go."

"What if she gets pregnant?"

"Then she will be having a baby about nine months after that, I
suppose."

"HOLY...... I MEAN....... I never even got to second base with a
boy! And my best freind is having, like... REAL sex, with her
Father, and TRYING to get pregnant!"

" Yes and no Sarah. She, or we, are not trying to get pregnant.
We are just not trying not to, and we're not worried about it if
she does."

I let that sink in for a moment, then hit play. The scene resumed
with me yelling that I was cumming and Chelsea screaming, so loud
that it almost hurt your ears, that she could feel it all the way
inside her. She watched as I pulsed in time with Chelseas' body,
as she seemed to spasm with every spurt of sperm entering her.
After a few moments we pulled together and hugged and caressed
and sighed. She watch as well, as I backed away from Chelsea
slowly, my cock sliding out of her cum filled pussy. As she
watched, she could see my sperm dripping out of her friends well
fucked cunt. Then the screen went blank.

Sarah had the vacant stare of someone whose life had just changed
in a way she couldn't quiet get a handle on.

"Can we do things like that? I mean, you and me?"

I had a feeling this might be coming but still wasn't ready for
it.

"Whoa Sarah. I think that a couple things need to happen here
first. Number 1 is you need to think about this very seriously
before you do anything like this with me or anyone! Number 2 is I
need to talk to Chelsea about this, and then, number 3, you need
to talk to Chelsea about this. You have to understand that
neither of us is just into wild sex, anytime, with anybody. We
love each other and don't keep any secrets. This is something we
all need to think about and talk over together at some point."

"You don't want me like you do her?" I should have seen this
coming too.

"It's not that Sarah. You are a beautiful, fun, sexy girl and any
man would be lucky to have you. Thats not the point. We just all
need to talk this out before we procede. Alot has changed today
and everybody has to be on the same page. Agreed?"

"Ok" was her only response.

I glanced at my watch. 2:30 already!  "Good God Sarah! You better
get home before Chelsea or you Mom gets home. I guess, for now,
just tell your Mother you were sick and I checked up on you. I'll
back that up. And not a word to anyone about what you learned
today, OK? I can't stress how important that is."

"Ok Mr. Carter. I will. And I won't" she giggled. "Don't forget
that you are supposed to think about it too Mr. Carter" She said
with a parting grin.

"Sarah, I suppose you could just call me Tim."

"Haha. Ok Tim! I will." Another smile and she was off across the
field.

Thinking again about the time, I realized that, if I was quick
about it, I could make it to the school in time to pick up
Chelsea and spare her the long bus ride home. We also had
something we needed to talk about.

I arrived just minutes before the final bell and texted Chelsea
that I was outside. Soon, the school doors opened and and out
poured 100 teenagers of various shapes and sizes. Chelsea spotted
me and smiled. Hopping up into the truck she was all giggles.

"Whats the occasion, Dad? You, like, never come to pick me up."

"I was in the neighborhood and couldn't wait to see you, love!"

"Oh Daddy" she sighed. "Your such a sweety."

On the drive home we chatted about her day, who was doing what,
and who, and so on. Typical teenage news. She wanted to get home
so she could go check on Sarah. "She wasn't at school today. I
hope she's not sick." I had to smile.

"Sarah's not sick, honey. She's just fine. In fact, she spent the
day with me." Before she could start the questions flowing, I
quickly told her the story of the days new developments. I hoped
she would react well.

"Oh my god Daddy! I have wanted to tell Sarah about us forever!
Now she knows? Everything? Seriously?"

"Yes love. She knows everything now. and she was not only ok with
it, she is excited about it."

"I SO have to go talk to her! Now Daddy! Drive faster!"

We were barely in the driveway when Chelsea bailed out and
sprinted across the field to see Sarah. 'I hate to see her leave,
but I love to watch her go.' I hoped that things would not be
awkward between the girls, in light of all the information Sarah
had to digest.  I was lost in my thoughts when the girls burst in
through the back door, both smiling and laughing. 'Good', I
thought. 'Thats one hurdle taken care of.'

"Daddy? Can Sarah spend the night tonight? I know its a school
night and we will be sooooooooooooo good. Her mom has to work way
early tomorrow so we can make sure Sarah is ok and gets to school
and stuff. Ok? Please?"

"Is your Mom good with this Sarah?"

"Yes. She said for you to call her." Like a flash they were
though the house and up the stairs.

After a quick call to Janice, I confirmed the girls' story and
Jan thanked me for taking care of Sarah that day. "I hate having
to go in early and worry if she is up and going and doing what is
supposed to" she said. I fought a nearly overwhelming urge to
laugh.

"Not a problem Jan. You know that Sarah is always welcome and I'm
happy to help."

I never heard a sound from the girls all the time I was fixing
dinner. I was pretty sure I knew what they were talking about and
I can imagine that was going to take a while. I called up the
stairs for them that dinner was ready and in seconds they were
down and seated. As we dished up, I asked they wanted to talk to
me about anything. I wasn't sure we were ready to have this
discussion but I figured we had better get that way!

"I've been telling Sarah about all the things you and me do
together Dad. She wanted, you know, details." My daughter and her
friend blushed a deep red.

"And what exactly has she been telling you about Sarah?" I asked.

"Well... about things you guys like to do.. you know.. sex..."
She trailed off.

"And what do you think about all this?"

"It sounds fun and hot and kinda scary. I mean, you guys really
do, like, the whole thing! I mean, WOW! Sex?  And not careing if
she gets pregnant? I mean... WOW!"

Chelsea chimed in at this point. "It might sound scary Sarah, but
it isn't. It is the most awesome thing ever! Sex feels fantastic
and it's so fun. It makes you feel like, I don't know what the
right word would be. I guess it would have to be ORGASMIC!" We
all had to laugh at that. The girls continued their banter as I
ate and listened. It was interesting to hear my daughters
descriptions and Sarahs reactions and questions. For the first
time, she was talking to one of her peers about our relationship,
not me, and the phrasing and imagery she used talking to Sarah
was giving me more insight into my daughters thoughts and
feelings. I liked it. I was asked to interject at times, but for
the most part, it was teenager talk.

Glancing at the clock I realized we had been talking for far
longer than I knew. "Good god ladies! It's late! Time to get this
show on the road. I'll take care of the dinner dishes, and you
two get ready for bed pronto."

"Ok Dad", and in a flash they were gone up the stairs, their
chatting never even skipped a beat. I had the kitchen
straightened away in no time and headed off to check on the girls
and head to bed. I heard them giggling in the main bathroom so a
said good night to them through the door, they answered in kind,
and I headed off to my bedroom. Not two minutes later the girls
wandered in, ready for bed, and stood next to me.

"You know' Chelsea said with a grin, "technically this is my bed
too."

"You have a perfectly good bed in the other room as well Chels.
You two have always stayed in there before. Whats the problem
with it this time?"

"I mean, I have stuff in there, but it doesn't feel like 'my'
room anymore. This room does. I'm more comfortable here and since
Sarah is our guest, don't you want her to be comfortable too?" It
wasn't difficult to see where she was going with this, but her
logic was sound, even if it was the logic of a 13 year-old. She
also knew I was wrapped around her little finger.

"For the record, I want point out that there is still school
tomorrow, which you will BOTH be attending. Agreed?" After much
nodding of heads I relented and they both climbed into one side
of the big bed. I found a pair of boxers to wear and slid in on
the other side. Chelsea and I always sleep naked but I figured if
she could handle night clothes, then I could do the same.

No sooner had I pulled up the blanket, than Chelsea was rolling
over to me and gave me a long kiss. "Daddy, we always make love
before we go to sleep. You know I don't sleep well if we don't
and this night is no different." As she stared into my eyes. I
saw such love and desire that I knew I could never deny her
anything. I turned my head to see behind her and saw Sarah laying
facing us, watching and listening intently. "It's alright Dad.
Sarah realy wants to know more and I love the fact that she is
here with us. I love having someone else who knows about us and
she just wants to know more than I can tell her, but we can show
her." With that, she wiggled down the bed slowly, taking the
blankets with her as she went, until she reached my boxers.
"First these have got to go" and pulled them down my legs and
off, exposing my hard cock for all to see. I thought Sarahs eyes
would pop out of her head as she watched. My daughter returned to
the head of the bed and proceded to remove her nightgown as well.
"There. Much better."

I pulled my little lover to me and kissed her deeply while my
hands roamed her beautiful young form. Breaking the kiss, I slid
under her and down, licking her neck and chest as I desended. She
held herself up with her arms and giggled as my tongue traveled
down her belly. I could already smell the sweet nectar of her
pussy and it was intoxicating. As my lips passed over her little
clit she jumped but didn't go anywhere. I moved down just
slightly as she rocked back to plant her entire pussy square on
my mouth. She rose up a little so Sarah could see my tongue
gliding around and into my daughters lovely cunt. Chelsea was
squeezing her tits and moaning loudly. Her juices flowed like
honey into my waiting mouth as I tongue fucked my little girl for
all I was worth. She beganing to get unstable on her knees so I
held her waist to help support her while she rocked through her
orgasm and slowly slumped face down on the bed. Sarah had just
watched her best friend have an orgasm, brought on by her father,
and seemed to be in mild shock at what she had witnessed. She was
looking at me, then Chelsea, then me again and we both watched
her as her eyes roamed down slightly to the sight of my erect
cock.

"Good idea Sarah" my girl said with a grin. "That looks yummy,
doesn't it?" Licking her lips Chelsea desended to my crotch and
proceeded to perform one of her magnificent blow jobs for her
audience. She certainly had Sarahs attention as she took more and
more of my cock deep into her mouth. I'm not exactly hung like a
porn star, but I have never had any complaints from any of the
woman who have experienced it, and for a 13 year-old, I can only
imagine what she thought as Chelsea took just over 5 of my 7+
inches of dick into the back of her mouth. Now it was my turn to
howl with pleasure as my daughter expertly sucked my cock,
massaging it with her tongue. Chelsea was moaning as well, like
she was enjoying it as much as I was. I heard a small moan escape
Sarahs lips and, looking toward her, I saw she had pulled up her
night gown and her fingers were vigorously attacking her own
little pussy. Chelsea also noticed this.

"You would be much more comfortable without the night shirt
Sarah. Why don't you lose that. You don't need it in this house"
Chelsea commented. I was not in a position to argue.

Sarah looked at me tentitively, and I nodded my head in
agreement. Slowly she sat up and cautiously pulled the shirt up
and off her body. She looked scared, but all I saw was a goddess,
nearly indentical in appearance and proportions to my own
daughter. I smiled and said "You are beautiful Sarah. You
certainly have nothing to be embarressed about." She looked
somewhat more relaxed at that, and returned her attention to my
daughters oral manipulations.

 I could tell Chelsea was loving the fact that this a performance
for more than just me. She was literally attacking my cock with
her mouth, much more aggresively that usual, and the effect was
become clear. "Chels, you need to either stop now, or don't you
dare stop. Your choice" I said.

Looking up at me she could see the effect she was having, and
slowly pulled her lips off my rock hard cock. "That sounds tasty
but I have a different destination in mind for that sperm."
Walking on her knees up the bed until she was level with my hip,
she swung her leg over me, held my dick at the entrance to her
cunt, and asked, "Wouldn't you rather cum in here Daddy?"

"Anywhere you want it lover, anytime you want it" was my
response.

Chelsea then looked right into Sarahs eyes as she lowered herself
onto my cock, taking it deeper and deeper into her body, until
she was bottomed out, sitting flat on my hips. Sarah actually let
out a small scream at the sight. "OH MY GOD CHELSEA!" she cryed
out. " He is ALL the way in you! I mean, like ALL THE WAY! How
can all... THAT, fit in your tiny hole? I could never get all
THAT in me! It's... like... HUGE! JESUS! Thats the most amazing
thing I ever saw!"

"No, its exactly the right size. Fits like a glove Sarah. I love
the way Daddys' cock stretches me. A Perfect fit. No cock could
ever make me feel like Daddys' does."

Smiling at me, Chelsea proceded to start her ride, slowly raising
up off me, then free falling back down again. Up, until just the
tip of my dick was still in her, and drop down again hard,
pushing me deep into her female depths. She again turned her
attention to Sarah.

"You should get a closer look Sarah. See how smoothly it slides
in and out?" Sarah moved down the bed untill she behind her
friend to get a better view as we continued our illicit coupling.
She watched as Chelsea rode me, watched her best friends body
quiver with the electricity of intercourse inspired orgasm,
watched as her juices flowed out of her, down my balls, and onto
the sheets.

"I can feel it Daddy! Your swelling in me! Watch Sarah! Daddy
gonna cum in MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" She screamed as her forth
orgasm wracked her young body.

"You're right there lover! Daddys going to pump you so full of
sperm, our Grand childeren will feel it!" I growled at her.

Sarah watched as I drove as deep as possible into Chelseas' cunt,
deeper than she had seen so far,and stayed there, neither of us
moving. She watched as my balls danced, relaxing and contracting,
pumping all their potent reserves, as deep and as hard as
possible directly into my 13 year-old daughters reproductive
system. Chelsea let out a little cry with each blast of cum, her
eyes fluttering, her cunt squeezing every last drop out of me. As
our mutual orgasms subsided Chelsea fell forward onto my
chest,keeping my cock inside her, as we both heard a loud THUD.

We both looked quickly to see that, in her excitement, Sarah had
wiggled herself right off the foot of the bed. She poked her head
up over the end of the bed, blushing the deepest red either of us
had ever seen and said " Oops. Sorry." I couldn't help but laugh.
Chelsea joined in and soon Sarah was smiling through her
embarassment.

"Daddy, I don't want to move but I probably can't stay like this
forever, can I?"

"No lover, I'm sorry to say, you can't."

I helped my daughter up and off my cock, to our mutaul groans,
and she rolled off just to the side of me. While she lay there,
legs wide, still trying to catch her breath, Sarah had a front
row seat to a small amount of cum escaping from her friends cunt,
as final evidence of what she had just witnessed.

"I'm pretty sure you did it this time Dad. My god, I could feel
you cum all the way in my chest! I am soooooo sure that was a
baby-maker!" she laughed. Sarah stared at us both, partly in
shock and disbelief, and partly... something else. Jealousy,
perhaps?

"I'm so... I don't know... blown away! I mean... I just watched
you two maybe make a baby!" Like... You have your FATHERS ...
SPERM... IN YOU!" She paused for a long time (pregnant pause?
sorry) before adding, "It was so cool! Thank you for letting me
be part of this you guys." Sarah smiled and actualy looked as
though she might cry.

Chelsea took over. "You are so welcome Sarah. I swear, I have
wanted to tell you SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much but I didn't know if I
should. Know you know and know you are here and we are so happy
you were. I hope I get pregnant from tonight, and if I do, I will
always remember my best friend was here with us to see it happen.
That makes it even more special!" They hugged and talked quietly
for a couple minutes while I regained my senses. "I realy hate to
be the bearer of bad news girls, but remember when I said it was
late? It is now a whole lot later than it was. Sleep! Now!" I
said not realy with any true authority, but they giggled and got
the idea. Chelsea rolled to me and with a quick kiss, said,
"Thanks Daddy. I'll sleep for sure now." After all the good
nights were covered, we pulled up the blanket and I was asleep in
a heart beat.

As usual, my internal alarm went off 10 minutes before the alarm
clock did. I rose, and turned to admire the view before me. My
daughter and her best friend, both 13, both naked, both in my
bed, snuggled up so tight together they looked almost like one
person. After a quick trip to the bathroom, I went downstairs for
coffee. 15 minutes later, two somewhat bleary eyed, not so
bushy-tailed, but very naked teens arrived in the kitchen to join
me. "Good morning my lovelys" I said. They each found a chair at
the table and dropped hard into it. "Eggs? Toast? Cereal? Whats
your pleasure girls? Come on now, this was the deal, remember?
School? Today? No exeptions? Ringing a bell with anyone?" They
groaned their mutual acceptance of their fate. I couldn't help
but smile. After a quick breakfast, I reminded them that I had
already let them sleep in, so it was time to get with the
program. Off they went to get dressed. 15 short minutes later we
were in the truck and headed off toward the school. They spent
most of the ride talking between themselves quietly enough I
couldn't hear, and next thing you know, we were pulling up in
front of the school. Chelsea leaned over to give me a quick kiss
good-bye and out the door they went. I pulled the truck into gear
when I saw Sarah at my window. Rolling the window down she leaned
in and gave a kiss as well. " Thanks Tim" she said as they both
scooted their cute bootys up the stairs and into the halls of
knowledge.

My drive home was peaceful, and at the same time, somewhat
distressful. What exactly had I let myself in for . What had WE
let ourselves for. I both fantisised and feared, where the
knowledge of mine and  Chelseas' relationship could potentially
land me, as well as possible wrinkles, or enhancements, Sarahs
inclusion could cause. My sub-concious chose to pursue the
potential upside to the recent developments. Sarah did seem like
a willing participant in our goings-on last night, and she was
clearly aroused by what she saw. Maybe she would become a willing
participant in a less voyouristic sense. As I parked in the
driveway, I realized that my cock was as hard as it had ever
been, and,  the prospect of them both in bed with me again might
be more that I could keep a handle on.

I walked in the door and headed to my office, determined to get
some real work done. That was good for about 3 minutes, when
images of Chelsea, Sarah and I, together in the bed performing
acts I can only describe as highly pornographic, until we all
collapse, totally exhausted. This same scene replayed in my head
about 100 times over the course of the day, making extremely
difficult to actually acomplish anything.Once in a while, the
scene would morf into 3 women and myself. not just Chelsea and
Sarah, but visions of Janice popped up in there from time to
time. 'Damn' I thought.'Get this out of your head or your never
going to get shit done!' I yelled at my self internally. As if on
cue from some cosmic director, Janice knocked on my patio door.

"It's open Jan. Come on in."

Still in her work clothes, Janice just wanted to know how things
had gone. Had Sarah behaved herself, had there been any problems.
I asured her Sarah was a perfect angel and there were no problems
at all. "Thanks so much Tim. I don't know what I would do without
you here." She stepped in to give me a hug, and, being a very
tactile person, accepted eagerly. I felt she was squeezing a
little harder than just a 'thank you' hug, but I wasn't about to
complain. I reciprocatated, holding her close, feeling her
clearly trying, I thought, to press her body against mine,. Then
she kissed my neck. BOOM, she was backing toward the door,
blushing slightly, and saying thanks again and that she was back
on her regular schedule tomorrow. I watched, through a mild
mental haze, as she wandered back across the field toward her
home. 'I don't remember Janices' ass looking that nice' I
thought. Work, work, work. Damnit! It was clear I was not going
to get anything accomplished today. The list of business items I
needed to go through was still long but I decided that I might as
well call it a wrap for today. My mind was to many different
places to concentrate on work right now. I spent the rest of the
day doing fairly mindless tasks around the house, all the while
contemplating recent changes in the sexual landscape of my life.

Chelsea was and always would be my daughter/wife, my best friend,
my number 1 girl, my lover, and potential mother of our future
childeren.

Sarah added a wrinkle. While she seemed intriuged last night, she
didn't join in. Waiting for an invitation, perhaps? Then what. I
could only imagine.

Janice was a total fucking mystery. After years as my neighbor,
being friendly yet mildly indifferent, she happens by today, all
bubbley, and with a full body hug? Hmm... and a fine body at
that...

I shook my head to try and clear my thoughts. Clearly today was a
wash-out in the focus department. I tryed to calm my brain, as
well as my pecker, with performing meanial tasks around the
house, most of whick I had already put off to long. Clean the
gutters, straighten up the garage, clean the hot tub, organize
the kitchen. It wasn't working. The school bus brought my
daughter home to me just in time to keep me from going completely
bonkers.

She clearly had been channeling my thoughts thoughout the day, as
she said "Want to practice getting me pregnant more Daddy?" My
thoughts exactly. Both of us were shedding clothes almost before
her book bag hit the floor. Mostly bare I pulled her to me and we
kissed deeply, exploring each others soul by way of our mouths.
It seemed like only moments before I had my little girl bent over
the back of the couch, howling and screaming, as I literally
slammed my cock into her as hard as possible. We were both soaked
with sweat by the time she reached her first orgasm.

"FUCK ME HARD DADDY!" She screamed louder than I might usualy
like. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MY PUSSY FULL OF YOUR
SPERM AND GIVE ME YOUR BABY! NOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!

I could feel her pussy squeezing and that was the end of it for
me. I literally exploded inside her young cunt, shooting so much
sperm, so hard into her, there was no question that if she could,
she would be pregnant with our child. After coming down slightly
from my orgasmic high, I opened my eyes to see Sarah standing in
the open patio door, eyes wide and alert.

"Wow, you guys don't waste any time do you!" She smiled wide as
us. "By the way, I could hear you two all the way across the
field. I mean,that was LOUD!" With a wink, she adds, "Must have
been really good."


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