M/F, m/f, M/f, m/F, F/f, f/f, INCEST, PREGENCY - 7/14

                               Father's Daughter
                                 Author: Unkown

                                   CHAPTER 7
                                  Mary's Story

      I guess it all started with my mother. Or maybe, you could say, with her
father. Momma was an only child. She grew up on the farm with hardly anyone her
own age. The nearest neighbors they had, lived 2 miles away, and had no
children. The only time she met other children, was when she went to school.
Momma spent most of her time with her parents, and they were very close.

      When Momma was only 3 years old, she started climbing out of the crib,
which was starting to get too small for her, and she would creep over to her
parent's bed, and get in bed with them. She loved to snuggle up next to her
father, and go to sleep there. Well, at first, Grandma and Grandpa tried to put
her back in her own bed, but Momma was persistent. She'd wait until they fell
asleep again, and climb right back into bed with them. After a while, they gave
up, and decided that they'd let her sleep with them, until she got older. That
was a laugh. She never got enough "older" that she let them put her in her own
bed. It's true she had her own room, when she got older. Still, every night,
she'd sneak down to her parent's bedroom and crawl in bed with them, usually on
her father's side. She liked it best, when they'd let her sleep between the two
of them.

      As you can imagine, at first it put a cramp in her parent's love-life.
After a while though, they decided that she was too young to know what they
were doing, and later they figured that she knew anyway, so what the heck. It
finally got so that they'd make love whether she was in the room with them or
not. They explained to her what they were doing, that they loved each other
very much, and this was one of the ways that they showed their love for each
other. Momma learned to accept this, and would enjoy watching them. It made her
feel good to know that her parents still cared for each other.

      For some reason (Momma never did tell me.) Grandma was unable to have any
more children, so another child never came along to interrupt this scenario.
After several years, her parents were so used to having the child in bed with
them, that they found it difficult to sleep without her in bed also. This went
on for several years, until Momma was about 6 or 7.

      One night, Momma woke up in the middle of the night with her father's
penis sticking between her legs. This in itself, was not all that unusual, her
father's cock would often grow to an erection during the night, and she'd just
lift her leg, and let it rest between her legs. When her father awoke, he'd
pull away, and Momma would usually get a good view of her parents making love.
This night was different. Her father was having a "wet dream" and was sliding
his cock in and out between her legs with a copulating motion that Momma had
seen him use many times, on her mother. At first, she was a little frightened,
then she was proud that her father loved her enough to treat her like her
mother. She closed her legs around her father's cock, and pulled it up tight
against her little slit as she backed up to him and moved her hips along with
his. After a little bit of this, her father ejaculated in her hands as she held
the head of his penis where it stuck out from between her legs. Momma knew this
white stuff was what her father usually squirted in her mother, and she was
happy she was able to help her father out in this manner. Shortly, her father
turned over in his sleep, and Momma got up and washed her hands. After that,
Momma always took a handkerchief to bed with her in case it happened again.

      As you might guess, it did happen again. Not that night, or even the
next. Several weeks later, Momma woke up to feel her father's penis sliding in
and out between her legs again. This time, she used her body and legs to jack
him off into the handkerchief, and went back to sleep with her father's cock
still leaking sperm on her legs. This scene was repeated about once a week or
so, for several months.

      After several months of this Momma found that it felt good when her
father's penis rubbed her little slit back and forth. She started pulling his
cock up against the top of her crack, and working with him until he came. She
got to like the warm slick feeling of his semen squirting against her belly as
she held his penis up tight against her. Well, as you can guess, one day she
got a little too excited, and pushed the wrong way when her father started to
squirt. Her father's cock pushed up between her legs, into her little hole, and
actually started to squirt his cum inside Momma for the first time. Momma liked
the feeling of her father squirting his cum inside her, and probably would have
let him continue, but her father was still dreaming and tried to push his big
cock right up into her belly while he was cumming in her.

      This brought a loud "OW!" from Momma, which woke up both her parents.
This started a hoorah that you wouldn't believe. When Grandma woke up to find
her husband with his cock stuck between their little girl's legs, squirting his
sperm right into the child's belly, she hit the ceiling. She thought he was
raping Momma, and started hitting him, and calling him names, and threatening
him with all sorts of things. It wasn't until Momma told her that her father
was not raping her, that he was in fact asleep, and she'd been using his cock
to masturbate with, that her mother finally calmed down. Her mother told her
that that was the last night she would sleep with them. From then on, she was
told, she would sleep in her own room.

      Well, she didn't figure on Momma.

      That night, after spending 2 hours alone in her own bed for the first
time, Momma got up and sneaked down again to her parent's bedroom. She waited
until they were asleep (It took an awfully long time, as her parents were used
to Momma sleeping with them.), then she sneaked into their bedroom, and crawled
in next to her Daddy. Her parents were so used to her being in bed with them,
that they didn't even notice until the next morning. Her parent's decided it
was a hopeless case, and gave up.

      After that, Momma never took the handkerchief to bed again. When she felt
her father's copulating motions, she'd rub the head of his prick up and down
her crack until she felt the first squirt. Then she'd push her father's penis
up against her little hole, and let him squirt his sperm into her belly. This
continued about once a week, until she was 11.

      One night, when Momma was about 11 years old, she started feeling horny.
She hoped that this would be one of 'those' nights again, but her father just
slept. So, Momma snuggled back up to her father spoon-fashion, and reached for
his cock. It wasn't so big this time, him not having a wet-dream, but she was
able to get it hard enough to fit between her legs. She managed to get the head
between her legs and was pushing down trying to get more sensation from it when
she felt a snapping sensation, and her father's penis suddenly shot up into her
belly. The next thing she knew, she was fucking her own father. She had figured
her father would be the first to fuck her someday, but it was still a surprise
to the little girl when it happened. At first it hurt a little when her
father's big cock stretched her tiny little hole, but pretty soon the child got
used to having her tight little tunnel being enlarged by her father's growing
penis. She started trying to make her father squirt his sperm in her while he
slept. Grandpa however, was not going to sleep through his first fuck with his
daughter. Feeling his daughter's tight little sleeve sliding up and down his
distended cock, woke Grandpa up within 3 strokes. A minute later, Momma found
herself underneath her father, while the man started pushing his big cock up
into her belly, until it pushed against her unbroken cherry. Then he pulled it
back, until just the head was held by the clasping lips of her hot little
vagina. Back and forth, back and forth. Pretty soon, Momma could feel her
father's big cock start to swell, and knew she was about to have her father's
seed squirting up inside her belly where it belonged.

      The rocking motions woke up her mother, who looked over at her copulating
husband and daughter, sighed, pulled the pillow over her head, and went back to
sleep. Grandpa proceeded to fuck Momma until both of them came. Momma enjoyed
the feeling of taking her father's sperm properly, in her belly, for the first
time.

      From then on, Grandpa would fuck Momma at least twice a week, when he
wasn't fucking Grandma. He never pushed his cock all the way inside her, and
never broke her "cherry" (He said that was for her husband.), but he did
everything else. He taught Momma how to suck cock, and how to take it up the
rear. Things went on like this for several years, until Grandma died.

      When Momma was about 14, she caught the measles. Probably from someone at
school. Her mother and father nursed her through it, and it wasn't until she
was almost over it that they found out that Grandma had caught it too. They
hadn't realized that Grandma had never had the measles before, and could still
catch it. Well, Grandma caught it hard. I've learned since, that when older
people catch the measles, it's much harder on them. Well, back in those days,
they didn't know that, and didn't take precautions.

      Grandma died after about a week of fever and rambling.

      During the last few days, during a short spell when Grandma was feeling a
little better, she asked Grandpa to be sure and take care of Momma, and to
please not leave the farm that the two of them had worked so hard to make. She
then asked Momma to take good care of her Daddy for her. At the time, the two
of them thought that Grandma would be getting better soon, but promised anyway
to make her feel better.

      When Grandma died, Momma thought it was her fault. After all, she'd given
Grandma the measles, she figured. So, she figured it was up to her to take care
of Grandpa like her mother used to. About a week after the funeral, Momma
waited until Grandpa was asleep, sucked on his cock until it was fully erect,
and then sat down on it all the way. Her father woke up with his 14-year-old
daughter bleeding all over his belly, but insisting that he fuck her properly,
as she was now his wife. Grandpa told her that she didn't need to do this, but
she insisted, and kept at it until he gave in. After that, Momma lived with her
father as man and wife until she turned 18. Momma gave Grandpa 3 children, but
only the first one lived. That one was Danny.

      At this point, there was an interruption in the story, as Dan blurted.
"Danny? But, isn't that the same name as your father's?"

      "Yes Dear, I'm getting to that. Do you want me to tell the story or not?"
Mary replied, annoyed at being interrupted.

      Dan assured her that he did, so Mary continued:

      Momma had Danny about 2 years later, when she was 16. By that time, she
had established herself as her father's "wife," by sheer brass. She had already
stopped going to school, She just died her hair, put on paint and powder,
Started wearing her mother's dresses, and acted like she was Grandpa's "new
wife." Nobody questioned her about where they got married, or what happened to
his daughter. In those days, when a girl turned 16, she either got married, or
helped out on the farm, no more school.

      Danny was about 2 years old, and Momma had lost 2 others, when Grandpa
got kicked by a mule and died. The crazy thing was, they hadn't had a horse or
mule on the farm for 5 years when it happened.

      Grandpa was helping a neighbor, transfer a mule to a truck for shipment,
when the crazy animal got loose. They had just recaptured it, when the animal
kicked Grandpa right through a board fence, where he had ducked to get out of
the way. The boards were rotten, and the mule's hoof went right through the
fence like it was cardboard, and stuck there. Grandpa died of a concussion the
next day. I understand the mule broke a leg, and was shot.

      Well, after Grandpa died, Momma decided to quit the charade about being
his "wife." She was 18, the only living heir to the farm, and with Grandpa
dead, no one could cause him trouble about screwing his own child. She took
over the farm, and started to raise Danny all by herself..

      It was hard for Momma to work the farm, all by herself, but most of the
work she managed. She worked out an arrangement with a nearby farmer, whereby
he planted crops on her farm, and she got paid by getting a share of the
produce. Generally, it worked out to about a 25% share. It wasn't a lot, but
with that as income, and a garden and a cow and a few chickens she somehow
managed to make ends meet without mortgaging the farm, or her own life to some
husband she didn't want. After Grandpa died, at first Momma thought she'd never
want another man. As Danny got bigger, he was able to help out on the farm more
and more, until by the time he was 18, the farm was back in full operation as a
family concern. During that period however, there were many lonely and hungry
nights that the two of them shared on that lonely farm in the middle of
nowhere.

      I don't know just when Momma began sleeping with Danny, (Yes, you guessed
it, Danny is my father.) but I think it started when Grandpa died and Momma was
so lonely and heartbroken that she took her son to bed and cuddled up with him.
Having slept with her own parents when she was young, she didn't see anything
wrong with having her son sleep with her. They slept in the same bed for the
next several years. Momma eventually managed to get her sexual appetite under
control, and since Danny was too young, nothing much happened until Daddy got
to be about 9 years old. By that time, Daddy was already starting to get
erections, and one day Momma came in late and found her son playing with him-
self. Momma told him that he shouldn't do that, that it was her job, and
proceeded to suck her son's penis until he got some kind of release and asked
her to quit. After that, the young boy was after his mother to suck him about 2
or 3 times a day. He didn't cum yet, but he liked the feeling so well that he
wanted to do it all the time. Well Momma felt this was OK, but she was getting
too turned on herself. So Momma showed him how to lick her, and made him
promise to do her each time she did him. The first time she came when her own
son sucked her to orgasm after so many dry years was quite something, I
understand. Daddy thought she was dying, or having convulsions, or something.
Well, she explained that it was Ok, and that she just felt too good to hold
still, and that when he was older he would understand better when it happened
to him.

      After about a year of this, Momma woke up one night, and felt her son's
cock pressing against her bottom. She just naturally lifted her leg, slid her
son's cock up into her hole, and enjoyed her first cock-induced orgasm in
almost 9 years. Once Daddy found the pleasures of fucking, he rarely wanted to
go back to just sucking, and Momma decided to let him continue. They fucked
almost every night after that.

      It was about a year later, when Daddy was 10, that he experienced his
first orgasm. At first he thought he had peed in Momma, but she told him that
it was all right, and that it was something that he was supposed to do. A few
days later, when he pulled off Momma, he noticed a trickle of white coming from
his mother's vagina. Momma explained that that was the stuff that made babies,
and that if he wanted, she would let him make one in her. Talk about letting
the fox loose in the chicken coop! Daddy wanted to do it all the time after
that. After several months, Momma's belly began to swell, and by the time my
father was 11, he was the father of an 8 pound baby boy by his own mother.

      Well Daddy didn't want to stop at just one, and after a few years there
were not only my older brother Jim, but my 2 older sisters Karen and Diane, Me,
my younger brother Joey, and Rachel. After 6 kids by Daddy, and 3 by her
father, Momma felt she'd done her duty (so to speak) and it was time to stop
baby-production. They didn't use any birth-control, just tried to refrain from
full sex during Momma's fertile periods.

      Of course, it was a lot easier for Momma, she was 36 years old, and not
so sex-driven any more. Daddy was 19 and just reaching his peak. Momma would
suck Daddy off, and let him "use the back door," so to speak, but she really
hated to put him off. It wasn't until she came across Karen fucking off my
older brother Jim about 3 years later, that she found what she thought might be
a semi-permanent solution.

      "And what was that?" Interjected Dan.

      "Jim was behind Karen, and was pushing his cock up inside his little
sister's

      Well, Momma walked into the livingroom one day, and found Karen and Jim,
both naked. Jim was behind Karen, and was pushing his cock up inside his little
sister's belly. Momma came in, just in time to watch her son, as the boy
started ejaculating his sperm right up inside her little girl's womb. Momma
could see that her son was pumping his little sister's womb full of cum, by
watching the tube on the bottom of the boy's cock bulge, each time another
thick sticky gob of cum was forced into her daughter's welcoming little belly.
Jim was almost 13, and Karen was barely 12 at the time. Momma asked them how
long that this had been going on, and when she learned that they had been
having oral sex for over a year, and that they had only recently progressed to
the "real thing" she thought that Karen might help out with her father. Daddy,
Karen, Jim, and Mommy all sat down that night and worked it out so that
whenever either Momma or Karen was in her fertile period, the other one would
take over the "duties."

      This usually worked out fairly well for both of them. It meant more
regular sex (No more sneaking around for Jim and Karen,) and less worry about
pregnancy. They were both able to have about a week off each time. Of course
Daddy and Jim didn't neglect them, both of them were expert lovers with their
mouths as well with as their sexual organs. Occasionally however, both women
would have their periods at the same time, and this would result in a dry-spell
for Daddy and Jim.

      About 6 months later, Diane got into the act when she found Daddy
screwing Karen one morning. She wanted some too, and when they found out she
wasn't having periods yet, it solved the timing problems for a while.

      Of course, I didn't know about any of this. I was only 10 at the time,
and I thought boys were "yucky." I had just started having my periods (Momma
had told me to expect them, so when I started to bleed I knew what to do. I
just never bothered to tell anyone.), so I thought this whole sex thing was
just a bother and a mess. It wasn't until about a year later that I started
feeling really horny. It seemed that once my periods started getting regular,
I'd get itchy between the legs every month about halfway between my periods. I
had mentioned it to Marge (A school friend) and she'd shown me how to tickle
myself between the legs until I "got off." She said her older brother had shown
her what to do. Once I started, it seemed I just couldn't stop. Pretty soon it
seemed that I would spend all my spare time in my room with one, the other, or
both of my hands stuffed between my legs working myself off until I just
couldn't do it anymore. Well, one day, I finally got caught.

      Momma had heard the bed banging against the wall, over and over one
morning when Diane was busy with Daddy. She figured that if I was old enough to
be masturbating, maybe I was old enough to help out with the "chores." The
first thing I knew about it, was when Momma came into my room just as I was
about to climax for the third time. My hand was between my legs, and I didn't
have a stitch on, so there was no doubt what I was doing.

      "Momma showed me the white stuff, that Daddy had squirted inside Diane"

      Momma told me to get up and follow her. I was scared to death, thinking I
was going to be punished for doing something awful. It was quite a surprise,
when Momma led me into Her and Daddy's bedroom, where Diane was sitting naked
on top of Daddy. She led me over to the bed, and showed me where Daddy's penis
was going up inside Diane. Then, after Daddy and Diane worked themselves to a
climax, Momma showed me the white stuff, that Daddy had squirted inside Diane,
and told me that this was the stuff that made babies, that Diane was getting a
little old to take that stuff in her belly, and that starting tomorrow, it
would be my job to take care of Daddy each morning.

      They had me climb on top of Daddy's sperm-covered penis, and sit down on
it, so that I'd know what to do in the morning. Well naturally being a virgin,
I bled all over the place, but Daddy just kept pushing his cock up my hole
until I started to feel better. Once I started squirming on top of him, trying
to get back my lost orgasm, Daddy squirted a lot of that white-stuff up inside
me, causing me to climax like I never had with my fingers.

      This was the start of a long comedy-of-errors, that resulted in my
getting pregnant.

      "What's a comedy of errors, Momma?" Inquired Suzy.

      "That's when two people think they agree on something, but each one has a
different understanding of what it was they agreed upon, causing all sorts of
troubles." Answered Mary as she continued with the story.

      Well in this case, Daddy thought I couldn't get pregnant because I wasn't
having my periods yet. He didn't know that I had started having periods before
Diane did. Both Momma and Daddy figured that since Diane had just started
having periods, it was dangerous for her to fuck Daddy because she might have a
baby. Now me, I thought they were trying to make a baby, and that Diane had
gotten too old or something. You've got to remember that my knowledge of how
babies were made was still a little rudimentary. I was proud that Daddy would
want me to bear his child, and was happy that Momma would let me.

      So, every morning, I'd go in and see Daddy, and make him squirt his sperm
in my belly, then go back to my room hoping this was the time I got pregnant.
Daddy on the other hand was glad to screw me because he figured I couldn't get
pregnant, not knowing that I'd been having regular periods for over 6 months,
while my older sister Diane was just starting, and her periods hadn't settled
down yet. Jim, at this time, was working on a neighboring farm during the
summer, so he didn't figure in the picture.

      It was almost 6 months before things fell apart. It was one Saturday
afternoon, and Daddy and I had just been getting a "quick one" before returning
to the chores. I liked getting fucked in the afternoons, because then I usually
got to carry Daddy's sperm in my womb until bedtime. Well this afternoon, Daddy
had just shot an especially big load of cum in my belly, and I was leaking all
over the place. As we were mopping up the mess, I said something to the effect
that THAT load was probably big enough to get me pregnant. Daddy laughed, and
agreed that when I got older, and started having periods, it probably would.
This was a shock to me, so I asked him if not having periods meant I couldn't
get pregnant. When Daddy assured me that was usually the case, I started to
cry. Momma heard me, and asked Daddy what he had done to make me cry. Well,
Daddy told her, what he had told me, and said he didn't understand why I was
crying. Momma then told me to stop my blubbering, and tell them what I was
crying about. Well between sobs, I told Momma that Daddy had told me that I
couldn't have his baby if I wasn't having my "monthlies," and I had stopped
having my period several months ago, and I was so disappointed that I couldn't
have a baby, and I loved Daddy so much, and wanted him to love me, and now he
wouldn't fuck me any more because I couldn't get pregnant. At this point, I was
sobbing on the bed, with my face buried in the pillow, just crying my heart
out. I never saw the thunderstruck look on my parents faces. Even after all
these years, I'd still give 10 years off my life to be able to go back and turn
around and see the reaction my sob-story had upon them, but I was too
preoccupied with my own perceived "lost chance" to have Daddy's baby, that I
never realized what a shock I must have given them. By the time Mommy and Daddy
picked me up and started to explain, they must have already gotten over their
consternation, and had decided on a course of action to follow.

      The next hour was another comedy of errors, and this one was worse than
the first. Daddy picked me up and told me that it was OK. Momma told me that
not only could I get pregnant, but that I probably already was, and that not
having periods was almost a sure sign.

      Hearing this, I started to brighten up. I wiped the tears from my eyes,
and started feeling proud of myself, when Daddy blew it.

      "What did he do then?" Interjected Jeremy.

      Mary continued with her story.

      Well, just when I was starting to feel happy that I was finally carrying
Daddy's baby, Daddy started to apologize! He told me that he was sorry he had
gotten me pregnant, that he hadn't intended to, and how sorry he was that he
had done that to me. With each sentence, it got worse and worse. I was
devastated. Daddy didn't love me, I felt. He didn't want me to have his baby.
He didn't want me. He didn't want my baby. I felt like I wanted to die!

      June was quietly crying to herself, in sympathy as she listened to her
mother's story. Her brother's cock had shrank inside her pussy, as he also
sympathized with their mother.

      "Did you ever get it straightened out?" Snuffled June.

      "Eventually." Her mother continued.

      Well the next thing you know, I was bawling harder than ever. I had my
head buried back in the pillow, and this time I wouldn't be comforted. I
shrugged off my parent's trials to comfort me. It seemed that each thing that
they said, made it worse. By this time the whole family was standing around
watching. Mom and Dad didn't have a clue, as to what they were doing wrong.

      Finally Karen decided that she'd better take a hand, since Mommy and
Daddy weren't having any luck. She shooed the rest of the family out of the
bedroom, and just sat there, until I my sobbing subsided to a reasonable level.
She was a lot bigger than me, and she just picked me up, and put me in her lap.
She then held me close until my gasping sobs slowed down to just tears. When I
seemed a little more composed she asked me to explain what was the matter. I
remember that conversation as if it happened yesterday.

      "Daddy doesn't love me!" I gasped out, almost angrily, my sorrow and hurt
turning to anger at my father.

      "Hnnnnh?" She inquired. Urging me to continue.

      "He doesn't want my baby." I amplified.

      "You are going to have a baby?" Karen inquired, somewhat surprised, but
not shocked.

      I nodded, and continued. "And Daddy doesn't want it! He told me so." I
started crying again.

      Karen cuddled me, as she considered our father. She couldn't imagine it,
so she turned back to me and said. "What did he say. Tell me his exact words."

      "Well," I said. "He said: "I'm sorry I got you pregnant. I didn't mean
to. I wish we could do something about it."" The horrible implications of my
father's words were too much, and I went back to sobbing in my big sister's
arms.

      All of a sudden, a light must have dawned on my sister, because the next
thing I heard was suspiciously like a snicker. She must have had a lot of self
control however because she stifled it, and started to explain things to me.

      "Mary." She said. "Listen to me. Daddy loves you very much. You've just
misunderstood him."

      "Huh?" I sobbed, a tiny ray of hope gleaming in the darkness of my
despair.

      "First, you've got to understand that in most families, fathers are not
supposed to make babies in their little girls. It's a very bad crime, called
ingest. No, incest, I think." She explained.

      "But Momma had..." I started to interrupt.

      "Momma does her own thing, and that was a long time ago. Grandpa is dead,
and no one is going to cause trouble for him." Karen soothed away my
objections. "Daddy might get in a lot of trouble, if you're really pregnant.
They might take him away and we'd never see him again."

      This thought was as scary as the thought that Daddy didn't love me. I was
now frightened that because of me, they'd take Daddy away. "Oh Karen, what am I
going to do?" I wailed.

      "Shhh!" She hushed me. "We'll work something out. Don't worry. We won't
let them take Daddy away."

      "Now," She continued. "About this other thing, your thinking that Daddy
doesn't want your baby. That's nonsense."

      "But he said..." I started.

      "He said he was sorry he got you pregnant." Karen snapped. "He never said
a word about not wanting your baby."

      "But isn't that the same thing?"

      "No Honey. Daddy loves you and doesn't want you hurt. It hurts real bad
if you have a baby. He never realized that you actually wanted to have his
baby. If he thought that you wanted his baby, he'd probably be so proud he'd
almost burst. Remember, he thought you were too young, and it was safe. He
probably feels like a heel now, that he didn't try to protect you. He figures
that you'd be mad at him for getting you pregnant."

      All of a sudden, I saw what she was getting at. It was like a religious
experience. Daddy did love me! Then, I suddenly felt guilty. Because of me and
my ignorance, Daddy not only might get into trouble, but I had been accusing
him of not loving me when it was his love for me that had caused the
misunderstanding. "Oh God! Karen, how can I ever make it up to him." I wailed.

      Karen smiled at me, and said "I think you already have," while patting my
tummy.

      I gaped at her.

      "Just watch," she assured me.

      Sure enough, when Karen got through explaining everything to Mom and Dad,
everyone in the family rushed to assure me that they not only loved me, but
they would love my baby as well. The whole family gathered round, and made
plans to take care of me and my baby. They worked on taking care of Daddy too.
Mom suggested that she wear padding to make it look like she was pregnant, and
I'd get "sick" for a while. ("Yes dear, That's where I got the Idea." Mary
assured her husband.) Daddy assured me that not only did he want the baby, but
he loved me all the more because I had wanted it also.

      For the next 3 weeks, everyone treated me like a princess. They wouldn't
let me do strenuous work, and they all watched what I ate, and my health like
hawks. Karen had picked up some books on natural childbirth from the library,
and had started me on exercises. Diane was helping Momma make baby clothes.
Everything was wonderful. Then one morning I woke up with cramps in my stomach.
I thought I had diarrhea, and went to the bathroom. The next thing I knew,
there was a bloody mess in the toilet. I thought I was dying. Momma said that
my screams could be heard in the next county.

      At this point Mary paused in her story to wipe the tears in her eyes. She
looked around. There wasn't a dry eye looking back at her. She felt a burst of
love for her family, that would sympathize with her so, and continued.

      After Momma and Diane got me in the tub, and cleaned up, it was hours
before I was rational. They explained that I had lost the baby, and I went into
hysterics. At first, I wished that it had been me that died, not the baby,
until Karen pointed out sensibly, that if I had died, the baby would have also.
I still felt so guilty, and heartbroken, that no one could talk to me. Not even
Karen. I felt like I had betrayed Daddy by losing his baby, and had cheated the
rest of the family, and myself also. I stopped eating. For almost a week, I
didn't eat much more than a slice of toast, and a glass or two of water. The
family tells me I looked like death. It wasn't until I realized what I was
doing to my family, that I came out of it. Specifically, it was Daddy.

      One day I looked over at Daddy, and he looked so tired and haggard. He
had obviously been crying, because he thought he was going to lose me too.
Daddy finally couldn't stand it any more. He came over to me, and begged me not
to die. I was shocked. Me die? I looked at Daddy, and could see that he was
serious. The thought that I was causing my Daddy so much pain, shocked me back
to my senses. I told Daddy that I'd try to do better for him. He brought me
some soup, and I ate it. When Daddy saw that I was eating again, he told me
that if I really wanted his baby that bad, we could always try again. We both
knew that it would never be the same, but I still begged him to try at least
one more time. That night, I slept with Daddy, alone, for the first time. Momma
shooed everyone else off to their rooms, and she and Diane slept with Jim that
night.

      I slept with Daddy for the next 4 months, until I finally caught again.
Each night, Daddy would make love to me. He would caress me, stroke me, feel me
up, eat me, and make me feel like a real woman. After he had gotten me all hot
and bothered, he would get on top of me, and we would make love. There is no
other word for it. We wouldn't just "fuck," we would hold each other, and kiss,
and snuggle all the while he was sliding his big baby-making cock in and out of
my pussy. I would usually climax about three or four times before Daddy would
stiffen on top of me, and pump his precious sperm into my womb. In the morning,
Daddy would usually wake up with a hard-on, and we would hurry to get him off
before he got up to go pee. I usually did not get off in the mornings, I just
lay there, and let Daddy squirt his sperm in my belly. I enjoyed being able to
carry my father's seed in me while I worked all day, until we repeated the
whole thing that night.

      It was about 2 weeks after my 12th birthday, that I missed my period
again. I figure Daddy knocked me up on my birthday, or near enough as makes no
matter. From then on, I referred to the baby growing in my belly as my
"Birthday Present" or "My April Shower" as my birthday was in April. We never
had to pull Momma's stunt with the padding. I didn't start to get big, until
after Thanksgiving, and I was wearing such heavy clothes by then that no one
noticed. Then came the Christmas break from school, and then in January, we
were snowed in for almost a month. April was born at home, on our farm, in a
howling blizzard. Momma acted as midwife, and took care of everything. The
doctor couldn't have come out there if we had wanted him to, as all the roads
were closed. It's a good thing I didn't have any trouble. After four hours of
yelling and screaming and "Please Daddy, Make it stop!" I gave birth to the
cutest little bundle of joy that a mother could wish for. Momma cut the cord,
and Daddy helped by supplying fresh clean linen, and cleaned up the mess. Karen
and Diane watched the two littler kids while Momma and Daddy took care of me
and the baby. Momma kept me out of school for a week after that, and Daddy went
down to the courthouse to register April as being born in our house. After
this, things went back to normal in our house except for me having to nurse the
baby, and some trouble saving my milk for Momma to use while I was at school. I
liked nursing, but having big boobs all of a sudden, sure increased my
popularity with the boys at school. Of course, I wasn't interested, getting all
the sex I'd ever want at home.

      About a month after having April, I dropped back into the "rotation" as
it were, with Diane and Karen and Momma. With 4 horny girls, it must have
seemed like their own private harem to Daddy and Jim. Us girls of course, had
no troubles getting them interested if we needed it, and with 4 of us there was
almost always at least one of us whom it was "safe" to fuck properly.

      It was shortly after April's 2nd birthday, that Jim and Karen decide to
strike out on their own. They moved into the next town as husband and wife.
Nobody there knew them, and with the same last name, everyone assumed they were
married. This helped, because the farm wasn't all that big, and with 2 less
mouths to feed Momma and Daddy breathed a lot easier. Jim got a job working in
a hardware store, and Karen worked in the local bank. After working there for
about 10 years, Jim and Karen bought out the owner of the hardware store, and
now work there together.

      It'll probably take them a couple more years to pay it off, but they'll
then own it outright. I understand, that they never did hide their relationship
from their children. They all slept together in one big bed, babies and all.
Their son Mike, was fucking his little sister Judy, before he was 10. The
little girl was carrying her own brother's baby in her womb, when she was only
11, and had her first child by her big brother when she was barely 12 years
old. Judy had her second child by her own father, scarcely a year later. Karen,
in the meantime, let her son get her pregnant, so she had another baby, almost
the same time as Judy had her second child. The last I heard, Judy was pregnant
again, by her big brother, and the baby was due, sometime this summer.

      This left me, Diane, and Momma to take care of Daddy. By this time, Joey
was starting to get interested, and pretty soon was crawling into bed with me
or Diane. This was a little dangerous, so we told him what the rules were, and
put him on the "schedule," along with Daddy. The three of us girls decided to
take turns with the two "men," a month at a time. It was during one of my
"turns" with Daddy, that I goofed up, and found myself pregnant again. I'm not
sure if it was just a mistake, or my body just felt like having another baby,
but 3 years after April I was throwing up, and my belly was beginning to swell
with Daddy's baby.

      This time, Diane didn't sit still for being left out. When she found out
that I had missed my period, Diane insisted on having Daddy fuck her while she
was fertile, and try to get her pregnant too. So, for a month, I watched as
Daddy would fuck my sister. Daddy would deposit his sperm in Diane's womb,
every night. Sometimes, he would have a little extra for me, but mostly I'd get
my sex from my little brother while Daddy worked on getting my sister pregnant.

      This wasn't all bad for me... Joey would quite often fuck me when he
wasn't helping Momma out. By this time, my little brother was getting to be
quite a skillful lover, even if his cock wasn't quite as big as Daddy's. Joey
could fuck me for hours before squirting his sperm in my belly. He always had
enough to go at least twice.

      "Daddy would deposit his sperm in Diane's womb"

      I remember one day when he spent the whole day fucking both me and Momma.
He alternated between the two of us, squirting his sperm in first my belly,
then stopping, and squirting the rest in Momma's. He liked to pretend that he
was getting us both pregnant at the same time. We would play along, asking him
to make a baby in both of us at the same time. Every once in a while, I get a
little sad, thinking that I never really gave the kid a chance. Sometimes, I
wish that I had let my little brother knock me up, I just never had the time to
spare to carry his baby though. Anyway, about a month after I got pregnant,
Diane missed her period as well. Both of us had easy pregnancies, and Deliv-
ered healthy baby girls the next spring. We named the kids..." Dan interrupted
the story with a disgusted snort. "Don't tell me. Yours was named "May" and
Diane's was named "June." I always wondered why you insisted on naming June
after your "little sister." Ha! I guess it's a good thing Suzy wasn't born in
July."

      Mary smirked. "So you finally figured it out. It was a funny family joke
at the time, and nice girls names too."

      Mary continued with her story.

      It was while Diane and I were both sporting big bellies, that Rachel
decided she wanted to get fucked. She had watched us, and decided that she
wanted some too. Rachel wasn't all that enamored about having babies like Karen
and I were, but boy did that little girl like to fuck! For a while, it looked
like our little sister was going to keep both men so drained, that Diane and I
would be left out completely. After a while though, Rachel had settled on Joey,
as her primary stud, Leaving Daddy for us.

      Diane and I decide that was enough babies. We wanted to save ourselves to
marry someone else. After all, Daddy still had mother, Jim was gone, and there
wasn't enough farm to go around with all of us kids. We helped Momma raise the
younger kids until I got that scholarship that sent me off to the university
where I met you. Diane left later, and is in New York right now, still looking
for another man like Daddy. Joey and Rachel pulled another "Jim and Karen"
stunt, and are living in Toledo. April is engaged to a nice local boy, and
plan's to be married next summer. When Momma died last year, I understand that
May moved her things into Daddy's room, and has been sleeping there ever since.

      "Was that her first time?" Asked Dan.

      Mary snickered as she explained.

      First time for May? That's a laugh. May started crawling into bed with me
and Daddy when she was about 6. The little girl must have found out about Momma
and Grandpa from her older sisters, and she wanted Daddy to fuck her.

      She wouldn't take no for an answer. I thought I was oversexed.

      That lovable little slut was getting her father to squirt sperm in her
belly for 3 years, before he could even get his cock inside her. The little kid
would look so cute, sitting there naked, on her Daddy's lap, rubbing his big
penis in her tiny little crack, until Daddy couldn't stand it any more. He
would push his penis up against her tiny hole and squirt his seed in the
child's belly.

      I remember how proud May was, the first time she managed to get her
father's penis inside her. You'd think she'd won the gold-medal or something.
We were sitting in the living room, after going swimming. Everyone was naked,
and little May was sitting on her father's lap, facing him, as she masturbated
herself with his cock. We all thought it was adorable, the way the little girl
worked so hard to get her father to cum in her.

      Of course, it was easier for us older girls. Any of us, could take
Daddy's penis clear up inside our belly, and squeeze the whole thing with our
vagina. Little May had only her hot little hands, and her tiny little slit to
stimulate him with. She would work on Daddy, sometimes for a half hour or more,
rubbing his big cock against her little clit, and pushing the head of his big
penis up against the entrance to her tiny little cunt, stretching it open,
before Daddy would finally discharge his thick sticky sperm up inside her tiny
little vagina. This time, Daddy had just finished squirting his seed inside her
hot little hole, and she was working for "seconds." Daddy's cock had shrunk a
little after his orgasm, and both he and May were all slippery with the semen
he had already ejaculated inside the little girl's vagina. All of a sudden, May
found herself sitting on her father, with half of his cock buried inside her
tiny little slit. She called us all over, and showed us that she was now a
"real woman," as she could take Daddy's penis right up inside her belly, just
like the rest of us. Not quite 9 years old, and already the little girl was
fucking her own father. Well pretty soon, Daddy was squirting his potent sperm
right up inside the kid's tight little belly. Then the child insisted that
Daddy take her virginity, so that she could fuck him "properly."

      Within a week, May was taking her father's penis all the way up inside
her hot little belly, and Daddy was regularly squirting his seed right inside
the little girl's womb. It always turned me on to watch my daughter as she
fucked our Daddy. To see her little belly swell each time Daddy pushed his big
cock up in her tiny little slit, knowing that the same semen that he squirted
in Momma's womb to make me, and then squirted again in my belly to make May,
was about to squirt in our little girl's belly and try to make another baby in
her. It was always a thrill to watch Daddy sliding his big cock in and out of
our little girl's tiny slit until the child's squirming got to be too much, and
he would finally shove his big penis all the way up in our daughter's tiny
little belly and ejaculate his potent sperm right inside the little girl's
womb.

      If it had been up to May, she would have taken over Daddy's services
completely, and left Diane and me out in the cold. Of course, the rest of us
wouldn't stand for that, and put her in the "rotation" just like everyone else.

      Of course, to May, the "rotation" meant something different than it did
to the rest of us. She never stopped fucking. By this time, most of us girls
were on the pill. May wouldn't take it. She kept right on fucking Daddy even
when she started having her monthlies. She said she wasn't going to cheat him.
May insisted on having Daddy as a partner during her fertile times. She always
made sure that Daddy ejaculated his sperm in her belly, "where it belonged"
whenever she was fertile. May was carrying Daddy's baby in her womb when she
was only 9, and she had her first baby by her own father, when she was a little
over 10 years old.

      "Wow! No wonder you didn't object about me making it with Suzy." Said
Dan. At this time, something that had been nagging him finally came to the
surface of his mind. "May, May." He mused. "Wasn't your Aunt May out here, just
about this time last year?" Dan looked suspiciously at his youngest daughter.

      Suzy had the grace to blush. "Yes Daddy, it was her idea. Do you remember
when Aunt May came out her, she brought all the children along?"

      Her father nodded and encouraged her to go on.

      "Well," continued Suzy, "while she was here, I helped her take care of
the younger kids. Especially the baby. When Aunt May saw how much I liked the
children, she encouraged me to help. She even had me nursing little Susan."

      "You mean you gave the kid a bottle?" Asked Jeremy. "That's nothing
unusual. I've taken care of you, and given you your bottle when I was only 6."

      "No, idiot." Suzy smiled sweetly at her older brother. "I said I nursed
her. May had me let the baby suck on my tits to calm her down. After several
days of this, about a week before she left, I found that I was actually giving
milk! I told Aunt May, and she told me that it wasn't all that unusual, except
maybe for my age. She figured it wouldn't hurt either me or the baby, so I just
continued until she left. Well, about 2 days before she left, I was sitting
there, nursing the baby when I realized how much I was going to miss the little
girl. She felt almost like my own child, and I didn't want to give her up. When
I started to cry, Aunt May had me explain. She said that if I wanted a baby
that bad, maybe I should have Daddy make one in me. At first, I was shocked,
but after a while, the idea sounded better and better. I was too young to get
married, I love Daddy more than anybody, and there's no one in the world who's
baby I'd rather have. I knew however, that Daddy would never go for it. When I
told Aunt May this, she told me that I would just have to get my father in a
position where he couldn't refuse. It seemed like a Godsend, when a few days
later, you made me that offer to improve my grades."

      "Why that little she-devil," exclaimed Dan. "She set me up."

      The rest of the family giggled.

      "You never finished your story. Tell us about Aunt June," prodded June.

      Mary continued with her story.

      June didn't get really interested in sex, until she was about 12. By that
time, she'd watched May have two babies, and saw her working on a third. I
guess seeing May's pain when she'd her babies scared her. By the time June got
interested in boys, she was on the pill. As far as I know, she only fucked
Daddy once. That was just before she left. She walked into the bedroom, naked,
told Me and Diane that this was her turn, and chased us all out. We were
somewhat disappointed in not being able to watch, but we sure all crowded
around the door and listened! June told Daddy that she felt she owed him the
chance, just like the rest of us. She said she'd stopped taking the pill 3
months ago, that this was the middle of her period, when she was the most
fertile, and she was going to let him try to make a baby in her. She said she
was going to be moving to L.A., and felt she owed him this one chance. Daddy,
of course, insisted that she owed him nothing, and to go get dressed. June told
him that it didn't matter what he felt, she felt she owed him this, and she was
going to stay there, naked, in his bedroom, until either he fucked her, or she
starved to death. June was adamant. Daddy just gave up and fucked her. After
that one time, June waited until she got her next period, and then started
packing.

      "Where's June now?" Inquired Dan.

      "June," sighed Mary, "is living in L.A. working as a high-class
prostitute. For some reason, she likes sex, but doesn't want to get hooked up
to just one man, and she's scared to death of having babies. She sure doesn't
get that from anyone else in the family. She says this way she gets all the sex
she wants, with no hassles. She picks her own clientele, and sets her own
prices. "Easy work, and her own boss," she says. None of the rest of the family
understands her, but we still love her. She still comes out to visit every few
years."

      "Oh," said Dan, nonplused. "So you're the sister of your father, and the
mother of your sister. If I have it right."

      Mary snickered. "If you think that's complicated, consider May. May is
the sister of her mother, the mother of her own sister and brother, the
grandchild of her sister and aunt, the daughter of her aunt and sister both,
and the wife of her father, grandfather, uncle and granduncle all rolled into
one. It would probably take a year to catalog her uncle/aunt, niece/nephew, and
cousin relationships. Every time I hear the horror stories about inbreeding, I
have to laugh. Not one of children in our family is retarded. In fact, most of
us have tested with above-normal IQs. May's children are all bright active
youngsters. Not a dud in the bunch. Of course that makes sense. Her kids are
7/8ths or more Daddy, and he's no dumbbell."

      Mary looked over at her two daughters, still sitting legs-spread, on
their respective partners. "Did you get off?" She asked them.

      Both little girls nodded.

      Suzy said "Dad went off in me three times while you were talking."

      "Twice," said June, referring to Jeremy.

      "Well, I think that we've had enough sex for tonight. Let's all go to
bed," Mary, said as she started for the bathroom to take a shower.

      "We have," said Dan. "I don't know about you." He looked around at his
children and got their nodding agreement. "Let's get her kids!" He yelled.

      "Wha..." Said Mary, as the next thing she knew, she was buried under a
pile of warm, friendly, naked, bodies. By the time she got her orientation back
she found herself flat on her back, with a daughter sucking on each swollen
tit. She could feel their naked breasts rubbing against her sides and their
flat little bellies were rubbing against her hips. Down between her legs, all
she could see was a head of hair that went up and down in time with the
delicious feeling of being eaten by an expert.

      Out of sight, but definitely not out of feel, she could feel her head
being rubbed in a finger massage that she recognized as coming from her
husband. He was so good at it, and knew how much she loved it. At first Mary
was inclined to tell Jeremy to stop it, that she was his mother after all, but
then realized that would be hypocritical. She relaxed in the warmth of knowing
that she was loved. The warmth crept up her legs, down from her breasts, and
all of a sudden centered in her overheated vagina where her son was nibbling at
her clit, then stabbing his tongue in her hot little hole, and licking up and
down. She climaxed violently. Jeremy didn't stop. Neither did her two daughters
and husband. Mary kept climaxing time after time until she was about to
collapse from exhaustion.

      "Stop! No more. That's enough!" She gasped.

      "Not quite enough." Said Dan. Motioning to his son he said. "OK Jeremy.
Now!"

      The next thing Mary knew, she felt her vagina being filled with a stiff
hard cock, as her son replaced his tongue with a part of his body more fitted
to the purpose. Mary couldn't help herself. She wrapped her legs around her
rutting son, and begged him to continue.

      "Fuck me Jeremy." She said. "Show me how much you love me. Shoot your
baby-juice in your mother. Show Momma how you like to fuck her, just like you
do your little sister. Lets see you make a baby in your mother. You do it
right, and Momma'll give you another little baby sister to fuck. FUCK ME!"
Mary's voice rose almost to a scream, as she started having climax after climax
at the thought of having her own son knock her up.

      The older woman was halfway through her third massive orgasm since her
son had started to fuck her, when she felt his penis blossom to incredible
hardness, and started spewing thick rich semen into her wildly gyrating belly.

      "Oh Momma, I'm cumming in you. Let me make a baby in you Momma. Here it
comes. Unhh Uhhhhn!" Jeremy grunted as he squirted the last of his sperm in his
own mother's welcoming vagina. "Whoooo!" He gasped as he collapsed on top of
his mother, between his two horny sisters who greeted him with sloppy kisses as
they temporarily neglected their mother's overstimulated breasts.

      Mary felt both exhausted, and crushed at the same time as her husband
came around to join the pile on the bed. She hugged her family though, and
would have lain there comfortably in the loving arms of her family for hours in
spite of the weight if she hadn't stopped to think of something.

      "What about you Dear?" She inquired. "Don't you want some?" In spite of
being exhausted, she knew she couldn't refuse him, after this.

      "I think that six times in 5 hours is more than enough, and a plenty for
me. Don't you think so? I don't think I could get it up if all three of you
girls worked on me at once." Dan shrugged off her suggestion.

      "Wanna bet?" Replied June and Suzy simultaneously.

      "No Dears. No bet. I'd probably lose. I just think I've had enough for
today, and the same goes for all of you. Don't you agree?" Dan looked at each
of his naked offspring, and then at his wife. Everyone felt deliciously
satiated, and almost wrung out. There were no contradictions.

      "Now!" Said Mary. "Everyone into the shower. No, not separately, all
together. It's fun.

      It was too. All five of them just barely fit in the shower together, and
there was much squirming of naked skin against naked skin, plump tit being
rubbed against hairy arm, and flat slippery belly against rounded rump. They
tickled each other and played "grab the sausage" and "hide the finger" until
the shower almost collapsed under the strain when Jeremy dropped the soap, and
couldn't get up when he reached down to get it. Mary finally shooed everyone
off to bed. She sent Dan into Suzy's bedroom to sleep with his daughter for the
night, and invited June and Jeremy to join her in the big bed in the master
bedroom.

      Within 10 minutes, Mary was sleeping soundly on one side of her son,
while June was asleep on the other. Jeremy cuddled up to his sleeping sister,
lifted her leg so his cock wasn't strained, and put it between her legs, up
against her still slippery-with-his-sperm cunt. He wrapped his mother's arm
around both him and his sister as they cuddled all together spoon-fashion and
slid off to sleep.

      In the other bedroom, Suzy cuddled up with her father.

      "Daddy, can I sleep with you inside me?" The little girl requested.

      "If you can get it hard enough," Dan replied pointing down to his
shrunken member.

      Suzy didn't reply this time, she just backed up to him, and reached down
with her hot little hand and pulled his flaccid penis up against her slippery
little hole where she proceeded to jack him off against her slippery little
slit. After about a minute of this, her father's cock was hard enough that with
a little effort it finally slipped in.