   Pedo. Incest. Same sex male/female.
   
   Disclaimer: The children described here are perfect, ideal, and completely imaginary. Reality can never be 
this good. In prison, child molesters are used as human toilets.
   
  Love Your Children
   by Pedro Feelya
   
   Maybe the wiring in my head is all wrong. I don't know. It just doesn't seem like such a big deal. I love my 
children. Everybody loves their children. How can you separate one kind of love from another? If you want the 
best for your children, then you want them to experience all the best things in life. I don't believe that you can 
love your children too much. How can you put limits on your love based on other people's rules? If you love 
your children, and they are well behaved, then you should do everything you can to make them happy. I am not 
a big fan of punishment, although you have to use it to prove you can. I believe it is enough to withhold their 
freedoms and pleasures. If that doesn't work, then I withhold my attention or put them in isolation. My children 
are very well behaved and very happy. 
   It all began so simple and innocent. Many parents will tickle their baby boy's penis or rub their girl's pussy 
to get a smile or chortle. When you clean them with a soft warm washcloth, they really do enjoy it. Their little 
bodies respond to the pleasure and they want more. Pretty soon, when I would wash between their legs, I would 
spend a little extra time cleaning their anuses and stimulating them. 
   All parents should, and do, massage their babies all over. It's good for them. And they sometimes massage 
the genitals too. You always get the reward of the baby seeming to enjoy that the best.
   It just seemed natural that when my little girl, Angela, was cranky, and wouldn't go to sleep, I could lower 
my mouth down on her pussy and suck and lick her, and she would relax and go to sleep. This included licking 
her anus if I had done a good job of cleaning her, and she seemed to enjoy that just as much. Less than a year 
later my boy, Kevin, was born and it worked for him as well. He wouldn't get hard, but he seemed to enjoy it 
even more. I never considered myself a homosexual, and I had never had any feelings for a man. Somehow, 
sucking on my son, who was my own flesh and blood, seemed as natural as sucking on my own finger. 
   I know what you might be thinking. It wasn't really incest though. There was no exchange of genetic 
material, and no chance of giving birth to inbred babies. That, after all, is the purpose of society's rules against 
incest.
   Occasionally, one of the children would pee in my mouth. I wouldn't swallow, but I would take it all in my 
mouth to keep from making a mess, then spit it into the sink later. That would end the pleasure for the baby, so 
it seemed they developed control early. This was never for my pleasure, except for the vicarious pleasure of 
seeing them happy. 
   We always slept with our babies, and when they woke up for no reason, sometimes it just took a little oral 
stimulation to get them to go to sleep again. My wife and I still made love often, and having the babies lying 
next to us, and watching us intently, was a little disturbing, but somehow, also very natural. I wondered if it was 
the same in third world countries where single room houses didn't allow privacy.
   After Angie turned one, she started some minor resistance behavior that seemed intentional. I trained my 
wife and myself to withhold attention, just kind of ignore her for a little while, and it worked very well. I don't 
think spanking a child, causing some minor physical pain, makes the child cry nearly as much as their reacting 
to your anger. This way we didn't have to show anger. Isolation is just the natural result of antisocial behavior. 
When Angie acted especially good under bad circumstances, she knew she might be rewarded with her favorite 
reward. My wife more or less agreed with me, and appreciated how our children behaved. So, she would also 
provide oral stimulation of their genitals when needed. 
   But, Angie was daddy's little girl, and preferred her rewards from me. We both enjoyed it. I was starting to 
feel my own stimulations. I began to get hardons whenever I sucked on either child. Usually I could go find my 
wife, and relieve my hardon. But sometimes she was too busy or away from the house. I was only natural that I 
would masturbate. It would have been silly to hide from the children. They had seen me having sex many times. 
   When Angie turned two and Kevin was one, her model behavior was becoming apparent, and I sucked her 
pussy almost every night. We toilet trained her early, and very quickly, using our reward system. Kevin was 
also making us proud. When Angie turned three, then four, there were a few instances that might have been 
embarrassing when she talked to strangers, but she learned about secrets early on. Neither my wife nor I had 
family that lived anywhere near, and we didn't have a lot of friends. I am one of those lucky people that make a 
lot of money working from home. I had more time to spend with the children than my wife, as she became more 
involved with starting her own at-home business. 
   I don't know when I would say the children started to climax. It seemed to be an extremely gradual thing. 
When they were babies, I would lick them until they were happy. As they got older, I would lick and suck them 
for only a certain amount of time, or they would never want me to stop. Sometimes they would become so 
stimulated they would want to stop. Now, their bodies had strong physical reactions and they would spasm and 
jerk in what looked like mini-orgasms. Neither one could produce any liquids of course, but their climaxes were 
getting stronger with time.
    I would have thought that I would have lost my own sexual stimulation after all this time, but it seemed to 
get worse. I began licking all the parts of her body that Angie enjoyed the most. Kevin only wanted his penis 
and anus sucked. 
   One day I caught Angie sucking on her little brother's penis. I didn't know what to do. We had sucked on 
him since he was born and now she wanted to try it. It was hard to say no to her wanting to make him happy. 
We could always stop her if it wasn't right for him at that time. Soon, Kevin began to give back to his sister and 
she taught him what to do. Sometimes they even sixty-nine, sharing the gift of giving pleasure at the same time.
   Watching Angie suck and lick her little brother's tiny stiffie with her proportionally small mouth, I would 
get so hard that I had to relieve myself. I had to masturbate, and I did it right in front of them while watching. 
They had watched me make love to their mother almost every day. The first couple times Angie just watched 
me as the sperm squirted and flowed from my hand. She had also seen my wife give me blowjobs dozens of 
time, even though she had never seen the sperm from that.
   Then one day while I was watching them, I started to masturbate as usual. Angie finished with her brother 
and then walked over to me. I didn't know what she wanted. Then she bent over and took the head of my penis 
into her mouth. I let go and she wrapped her hands around it like she had seen her mother do. Angie couldn't fit 
very much into her little mouth, but she sucked and tongued me all she could. All the while she rubbed and 
jerked my penis like my wife does. Angie wasn't very good, but the idea of my daughter trying to give me a 
blowjob made me explode quickly into her mouth. She tried to swallow it all but couldn't. A stream slid down 
the side and she chased it with her tongue. Angie had never questioned if she should eat it, or what it would 
taste like. She was just glad to give me so much pleasure. 
   That evening as we relaxed after dinner watching TV, Angie walked over to where her mother sat on the 
couch. She lifted her mother's nightshirt and exposed my wife's hairless pussy. My wife looked over nervously 
and I smiled in anticipation. Angie bent over and laid her face down in wife's lap, but didn't have enough space 
to do anything. My wife spread her legs over her daughter and slid down until her butt was barely supported by 
the couch. Angie knelt between her mother's legs and began to lick and suck. Angie knew about her own 
clitoris and quickly found her mother's. My wife must have been just as aroused as I was to receive the gift of 
pleasure from her daughter. Soon she was moaning and jerking. Her orgasm, like mine had been, was extra 
strong. 
   Kevin was not to be outdone by his older sister. The next morning, after I had woken Kevin up in our bed 
by licking his penis, he crawled around and started to lick mine also. He didn't have any experience, but he 
knew what he liked and gave it back. His hands were skillfully playing with my tightening balls, and one hand 
began rubbing my anus. How could I stop him when I had done the same to him? His licking the length of my 
penis, and ending with a strong suck on the head, was almost better than his sisters rubbing. Several times of 
this, plus my wanting to reward him with my orgasm, made me start to cum. Like his sister, he tried to swallow 
it all and did a better job. 
   My wife was watching us and was very interested. Kevin looked over at her, crawled to her and crawled up 
between her legs. He then began licking and sucking on her pussy the way he had seen me do it. She gave him a 
little guidance and encouragement, then lay back to enjoy it. I was so proud that both my children had learned 
the pleasure of giving pleasure.
   After that, oral sex became a family affair. That night we all wet to bed very early. I held back from getting 
into bed but my wife stripped naked and crawled to the middle. My children crawled over right after her. Angie 
got between her mothers legs first. Kevin started rubbing and sucking his mother's breasts. I wondered if he 
could remember anything from breastfeeding. My children performed on my wife's body all that they had 
learned. My wife began to orgasm quickly and hard. The children knew that she could orgasm many times 
without stopping, so they kept it up. I masturbated furiously, not wanting to interrupt. After my wife had cum 
many times, she stopped them because she couldn't take any more. The children were ecstatic that they had 
done to their mommy what I had done to her countless of times in front of them. They may have done even 
better. 
   Our lives were wonderful as we taught our children and they explored our bodies. My wife and I could not 
make love without the children getting involved. Sometimes they got in the way or I was worried that we were 
giving them too many ideas. I really didn't mind though, considering I could stick my penis into any one of 
three different mouths.
   A few months later I watched my children as Angie started to lick her little brother's hairless scrotum. He 
squirmed around to find her clitoris. Watching them sixty nine was a mixture of pride, love, and lust. While I 
watched, my son reached up his hand and stuck a finger into Angie's pussy. She jerked and stopped sucking 
him, maybe because it hurt. He jerked his hand away but slowly returned it, and more gently, wiggled his tiny 
finger around. It slowly disappeared into her pussy. The hole in her hymen was large from all the sexual 
stimulation over the years, and I guess his finger was small enough for it to fit inside without hurting her. Angie 
started to really enjoy it and her pleasure was obvious as she squirmed and moaned. Kevin then licked or 
nibbled on her clitoris, and Angie convulsed in a wonderful little girl's orgasm.
   That night in bed, Angie was sitting on her mother's face, while doing her best to suck me off. I rubbed my 
wife's tits and stomach while Kevin licked and slurped at her pussy. He started to finger her pussy. I don't even 
know that she noticed. I looked at his small hand and reached over to fold his thumb across to make his tiny 
hand as narrow as possible. I then pushed his fingers into his mother's pussy. Kevin realized the possibilities 
and began to wiggle his entire hand up into her. My wife began to orgasm violently. She threw Angie off of her 
and began clutching at the bedspread and crying out in orgasm. Kevin looked terrified, but hung on. After a few 
minutes she began to wear down, but continued to cry and quiver. Finally she reached down and pulled Kevin's 
hand slowly out. My wife then pulled her son up to wrap herself around him, and then fell asleep.
   Now my son had found that sticking his fingers, or whole hand, into holes was fun. All this time we had 
been licking and tonguing each others anuses, if they were clean. It usually increased the strength of the climax. 
It was like icing on a very sweet cake. Of course Kevin loved his mother's and sister's pussy, but he also loved 
everybody's anuses. We quickly taught him how he needed to not make a mess and clean himself real well 
afterward. We also quickly introduced him to the wonders of KY Jelly. The sight of him with one hand in his 
mothers pussy and several fingers in her butt is always enough to make me plaster my daughters mouth and 
throat with sperm. 
   One evening Kevin was licking my anus while I kneeled over my daughter's body and licked her pussy. Of 
course Angie was doing her favorite thing and sucking my penis. I felt my son's fingers enter my butt. He had 
done this before so I relaxed and enjoyed the sensation. Then I felt his whole hand dig its way into my butt. Of 
course it hurt and stretched me to my limit, but it was also intensely arousing. His wriggling hand rubbed up 
against my prostate and I came so hard I almost passed out.
   My son's fascination with sticking things in holes continued. First, he kept trying to get Angie to stick 
different objects in her pussy. Toothbrush handles and marbles were easy enough with lube, and she liked that. 
But, wooden sticks and gummy bears didn't work so well. It wasn't long before he positioned himself over his 
sister, and stuck his hard little stiffie in her pussy, like he had seen daddy do to mommy. It didn't hurt her and 
she loved the idea of doing what mommy and daddy did. This quickly became their favorite playtime. We 
weren't sure when he started this, and we couldn't stop them. They didn't seem to think anything about it.
   All of this did not happen overnight and by now Kevin was six. One day he was licking my anus while I 
was kneeling on the bed, eating out his mother, with my butt up in the air. He asked if he could put his thingy in 
my butt. Well, of course I agreed. He had been putting his tongue, fingers, and hand in there, and he had been 
fucking his sister too. 
   My wife got under me to give me a blowjob. Kevin got out the lube and then he mounted me. It wasn't as 
good as his hand by a long shot, but the idea that my son was fucking me caused a huge load down my wife's 
throat. 
   I decided to return the favor and lubed up my pinky finger. I wriggled my finger and pushed against his 
anus while my entire mouth sucked in his penis and balls. Slowly his virgin hole opened up to my finger and it 
slid in. I knew where his little prostate would be and rubbed it. His whole body stiffened, his hips bucked 
against my mouth, and his breathing became fast and ragged. It was the most powerful dry orgasm that he'd 
ever had. Soon he had everybody tickling his prostate.
   My daughter was now jealous. I had entered his body and not hers. I figured if her brother could handle it, 
she could too, but she didn't have a prostate. That wouldn't be fair to her. But, she had something her brother 
didn't. I noticed that her brother had unintentionally widened her hymen until it almost wasn't there. She might 
never suffer the pain of having a broken hymen. 
   The next day, after we all started getting horny again, I got out the lube and asked her to come over. She 
was totally excited. I lubed up one pinky and began stimulating her anus. She began to breathe in deep sighs, 
totally relaxed and ready. I then stopped and lubed up the index finger of my other hand. Her smile got really 
big. She could guess what was coming. I again began rubbing the outside of her anus with my pinky, but I also 
rubbed my other finger up and down her pussy, pausing to wiggle at her tiny hole. My index finger is a little 
bigger around than my son's four year old penis, but it is much longer in length. She couldn't wait and kept 
trying to press against one finger or the other. I finally slipped my index finger slightly into her pussy and she 
froze. I asked her if it hurt, and she shook her head and said no. I started wiggle my finger in the tight 
constriction of her hot vagina. Up and down, and in and out, each time going slightly deeper. She closed her 
eyes and her breathing was shallow and rapid. I had my finger trapped in a tight cocoon of hot soft flesh up to 
the second knuckle when, afraid to go any further, I stopped and relaxed my hand. I then started pressing my 
pinky against the anus I had been rubbing. Feeling this pressure, she began to grunt. My finger popped in and 
felt the openness beyond the tight ring of the sphincter. 
   By now my hardon was red and raging and ready to either blow or break a two by four. But, I didn't want to 
be distracted. I only focused on my daughter and how I could make this better for her. 
   I began to alternately pull each finger out and push the other in, so they weren't taking too much space in 
her tiny body. It almost felt like she was a toy in my hands. Like a puppet that responded to my manipulations, 
she rocked back and forth and whined with loud grunts. My fingers were being driven deeper and deeper into 
her until my pinky was completely buried in her ass and exploring her insides. My index finger was most of the 
way in, and trapped from wriggling by the tightness. I felt the end of her tunnel. I had not rammed it, merely felt 
it, and my little baby girl made a vicious noise and jammed up against my hand. My finger, firmly but gently, 
pressed up against the end inside her. Her legs started kicking and her arms started flapping. She was grunting 
like an animal. When she started to slow down I plunged my pinky all the way up into her butt and could feel 
my two fingers touch. She did the whole kicking, flapping, grunting thing again, only longer. I wriggled the 
pinky in her butt and rubbed it against the finger in her pussy. I could only hope I wasn't pushing her too far and 
too fast. As soon as she showed any sign of finishing her orgasm, I started slowing everything down and 
withdrawing my fingers. She had this contorted look on her face and it wasn't softening. As my fingers popped 
free all I could do was hold and snuggle her in my arms and hope for the best. After about two minutes she 
stirred and looked up at me with bleary eyes. I asked if she was OK. She smiled and her face lit up with pride. I 
smiled too because I was so proud of my little angel.
   So that's the way my family is now. Everybody doing everything they can to make everybody happy. I feel 
a little guilty about taking my daughters pussy away from my son. It's simply too big for him as she and I have 
been slowly stretching it out everyday with my fingers. She enjoys every moment of this with multiple orgasms 
like her mother. Someday soon she will be large enough to fit my penis inside her and she can't wait. My son 
shouldn't mind too much. I think he would rather put his little penis in everybody's butthole; especially mine. 
Someday he will be large enough for me to return the favor.
   My children are kind of quiet outside our family. They watch everything. They see how other brothers and 
sisters constantly bicker and fight. They see parents that get exasperated and angry with their children. They see 
parents yell at their children and even get rough with them. They know that we are different. They understand 
that our family has a really big secret. A secret the rest of the world just would not understand. Our big secret is, 
unlike everyone else, that we really do love each other completely. Maybe I have done everything wrong, but I 
am wonderfully happy with how we turned out.
