M/F, m/f, M/f, m/F, F/f, f/f, INCEST, PREGENCY - 11/14

                               Father's Daughter
                                 Author: Unkown

                                   CHAPTER 11
                                 Ginny's Dream

      It was absolutely astounding how a little thing like a 1-week trip to
baseball camp for a little boy, could cause such a mixup. It was all caused by
bad timing, and mixed signals.

      It all started the day Mike left. Little Ginny was almost in tears. The
little girl had gotten used to her big brother sleeping with her, and the boy
had been keeping her sexually satisfied with his tongue and fingers (with some
help from Billy). Ginny hadn't missed the sex, until she got that first taste.
Now the little girl was after her big brothers to lick her off, three or four
times a day. She had gotten Mike to sleep with her most nights (when he wasn't
sleeping with her older sister, Cindy). Ginny didn't begrudge her brother the
sex he got from her older sister, knowing how much better if must feel to the
boy, but she couldn't wait until she was old enough to get on the pill, so she
could have him, or her big brother fuck her for real. The two siblings would
suck each other off two or three times a night. Little Mike was getting to be
quite an expert at licking the little girl's pussy, and getting her to cum.
Ginny was no slouch at a blow-job either. The two children would usually go to
sleep, head-to-tail, so that hey could suck each other off, any time they felt
like it. Once, little Ginny had managed to suck her brother off 4 times in a
night without waking the little boy up. Mike had never been able to return the
favor though. Just one lick of her horny little snatch was enough to wake Ginny
from the soundest sleep, and have her begging for Mike to finish the job.

      Occasionally, the two youngsters would try to fuck. Mike had gotten ahold
of some condoms, but his prick was much too big for the little girl, and
besides, it didn't feel nearly as good. Mike said he'd rather fuck his fist,
than use a rubber. Still, oral sex was pretty good, and the two children did
amazingly well.

      Now Ginny found herself suddenly without a sex-partner, after getting
used to having it on a regular basis. The little girl didn't even have Billy to
fall back on. Billy and Cindy were spending the week at Marylin' place, meeting
the girl's relatives, and making preparations for their wedding in two months.
Billy had promised that he would come over, and "help-out" his little sister,
at least once a day, but that seemed like an awful long time, to the little
girl, between sexual-bouts. Especially when she had been used to getting it
three to five times a day. Cindy had noticed her little sister moping, and had
volunteered to either help herself, or maybe have Mr. Stockdale help out. Ginny
was thrilled with the idea of making love to Mr. Stockdale, but decided that
she wanted her first time with the handsome schoolteacher to be "the real
thing," not a hurried tongue-job. She did take up Cindy on her other offer, and
found out that sex with another girl could be nice. Not as nice as with a man,
but nice. Still, Cindy was spending most of her time with the older man, as the
two of them tried to get John moved into the garage/apartment before the
upcoming school year.

      The first day, was only mildly frustrating to the little girl. Billy came
over shortly after noon, and left the little girl weak and limp from climaxes
in just half an hour. Cindy came into the little girl's bedroom after supper,
and helped her little sister get off, before going to join John in the garage
where they were going to try out the new bed that had just been installed.

      The next day was sheer sexual torture for the little girl. Cindy wasn't
able to do much more that help finger her little sister off, in the morning
before she and John Stockdale took off for a day of furniture-shopping. Billy
called, in the afternoon, and said he wouldn't be able to come over until much
later, because he and Marylin were going to go and visit one of her relatives.
The day seemed to just drag to the horny little girl. It seemed that everyone
was getting sex but her. She woke up in the morning, and heard her parents
"tearing off a piece," as usual. At breakfast, a little later, the casual
undress, of the family, that she had hardly noticed before, seemed almost
designed to call attention to the sex she wasn't getting. To see Cindy, in the
dishabille of her bra and panties, snuggling up to her handsome lover, with a
wet-spot that stained the older girl's panties, proclaiming that they, at
least, were not depriving each other, seemed almost like an affront to the
child. Ginny loved her older sister, but she wished that, just this once, until
Mike got back from vacation, the older girl would dress "decent." Ginny knew
she wasn't being fair, but it seemed that life wasn't being "fair" to her
either. After a bad start, things went downhill.

      First, Billy called, to tell the little girl he'd be late. He assured
Ginny that he'd be over if he could. Already it was starting to sound bad.
Then, after a quick "hand-job" from her big sister that barely took the edge
off, Cindy and John took off shopping. After her father left for work, and her
mother went grocery-shopping, Ginny found herself alone in the big house for
the first time in almost a year. Ginny tried to watch television, but turned it
off when it seemed that there was nothing on but daytime soaps with
steamily-suggestive love scenes, and the commercials always showed big handsome
men chasing drop-dead-gorgeous girls down some beach, where they ended up in a
clinch. Ginny was almost going nuts.

      The little girl wandered around the house for a while. She actually
stopped, and cleaned up her room, she was that desperate. About noon-time,
Arlene called and asked if Ginny could fix herself a TV dinner for lunch, as
she had met an old friend at the store, and the woman had invited her out to
lunch at a restaurant.

      After the thrill of being in charge of the house started to drag, Ginny
found herself nosing around. She poked into her big brother's room, and found
his stack of Playboy magazines. For a few minutes, she leafed through them,
until the sexy girls, and handsome guys started to get her even more worked up.
Ginny started to return the stack to where she got it, when a slimmer magazine
slipped out. Ginny picked it up, and was about to slip it back in the pile,
when she noticed that the girl on the cover of this magazine wore nothing but a
grin, and a face-full of white stringy cum. Her big brother had left a porno
magazine stuffed in with the Playboys.

      Unable to help herself, the little girl leafed through the skin-magazine.
When she came to the picture of a girl who must not have been much older than
Cindy, laying on her back, as a big handsome man knelt between her legs,
squirting thick slippery ropes of cum into the hole that the girl was holding
open with her fingers, Ginny couldn't take it any more. She leaned against the
wall, and brought herself off with her fingers. This was not very satisfying,
but it brought some relief. Hurriedly, Ginny stuffed her big brother's
magazines back where she got them, and left the room, before she got any more
frustrated.

      Continuing her "poking-around," Ginny found herself in her parent's
bedroom. Ginny hadn't been alone in her parent's bedroom for years. Thinking
about it, she realized that she must have been only 5, the last time she had
been in here alone. That was the last time she had slept with her parents.
Ginny vaguely remembered that she used to sleep in her parents bedroom, until
she reached the age of 5, and then for some reason, she had stopped, and from
then on, she had her own room. "I wonder what brought that thought up?" Ginny
asked herself, as she continued her explorations.

      Ginny's attention was caught by the rack of books behind the headboard of
the bed. If you knew Ginny, this would be no surprise. At the ripe old age of
9, Ginny was already showing signs of becoming a bookworm. Ginny started
looking at the books her father kept handy. No porno stuff here, she thought.
Her father didn't buy books to look at, when he bought a book, it was to read.
Ginny started looking through the titles:

      Green Odyssey......................something science-fictiony

      Stranger in a strange land........more science-fiction.

      Asimov's Guide to the Bible?......Funny, religion?

      Alice through the looking-glass...Ginny had already read it.

      Autobiography of a flea...........Ugh! Ginny hated insects.

      Lolita, the story of a young girl. This looks interesting.

      Ginny settled down on the bed to peruse the last book in the string. She
liked stories of girls her age, but wondered why her father would read one.
Lolita. Funny name for a girl. Ginny thought she remembered hearing the name of
that book before, but the reference wouldn't come. Ginny popped a jelly-bean in
her mouth from the candy-jar beside the bed, and settled in to read. 15 minutes
later, her breath was coming fast, and she had to put the book down. This was a
story about a young girl all right. A young girl who seduced her own father!
Ginny pushed the book back in the shelf, and grabbed the one next to it.

      "Autobiography of a flea. Sounds kind of dry, but I need something to
take my mind off sex for a while." She thought to herself. "This ought to turn
me off." She opened the book, and started to read. At first, it was kind of
sick. Some kind of story about a flea, references to "bloodsuckers," and a
young girl named Belle. After a while, it read more like a romance, than a
story about fleas. It wasn't until she reached the point where the priest
seduces the 14-year-old girl, that Ginny realized that this book was even
hotter than the previous one. She hadn't realized that her daddy was a pervert,
when it came to reading material. Still, these did make good reading. The
trouble was, Ginny was already so hot she was about to explode, the last thing
she needed, was a book to get her more aroused. Ginny wondered if her father
was really interested in young girls. The books he read, seemed to suggest it.
Maybe he'd be interested in her, if she acted sexy around him. It had been fun,
what they did the other day, but her father had made no further advances to the
little girl, so she figured he wasn't interested. Maybe she was wrong. Ginny
determined to find out.

      Putting the books back, Ginny kept on looking. Wow! A string of videos,
some of them obviously X-rated:

      Debbie does Dallas... The whole town?

      Deep throat.......... No way!

      Taboo II............. Taboo? Sounds like a witch-doctor.

      Curious, Ginny turned on the bedside TV, and slipped the cartridge into
the VCR slot. Somebody had been watching the film, and hadn't rewound it. Ginny
was about to push the rewind button when the screen snapped into full color and
sound, as the VCR slipped automatically into "PLAY."

      "I never saw anybody fuck their sister before." Ginny's hand snapped away
from the rewind button as though it had been slapped. The little girl watched,
as the madly fucking couple, on the screen worked towards their climax,
encouraged by a younger girl who was obviously enjoying the show. "Oh! He is
good, like you said he was" Said the cute blonde playing the "little sister,"
on the screen. Shortly, Ginny watched the older boy, as he tensed up, and began
squirting sperm inside his "little sister." The boy pulled his cock out of the
girl. His "sister" reached down, grabbed her "brother's" huge cock in her
little hand, and milked several drops of creamy sperm onto her belly. Then the
girl hurriedly pushed her "big brother's" still squirting cock back inside her
vagina, where it belonged, and resumed fucking. Ginny turned the video off.
This was the last straw. She was so horny, she could cry. In fact, she started
to. Ginny blindly stuffed the cartridge back on the shelf, and ran to her own
room, where she started bawling. "It just isn't Fair!" She said to herself.
"Everybody else is getting it. Why can't I?" Snuffling, the little girl cried
herself to sleep. By the time she woke up, her mother had returned, and the
house was filling with wonderful aromas, as the little woman prepared dinner.

      Ginny resolved to ask her mother for help, After all, look what Arlene
had done for Cindy. With this resolution, Ginny started to feel better, and
headed for dinner.

      As stated before, Arlene had a lot of empathy. However, you didn't need
to be an empath, to see that there was something wrong with Ginny, as she
dragged herself to the dinner table. The little girl's nose was red and
swollen, her eyes were blood-shot, and there were wrinkles in her pretty little
face that had obviously been put there when the little girl had fallen asleep
with her face pressed into her teddy-bear. Ginny had outgrown the bear several
years ago, but still turned to it when there was no one else.

      The smells of Arlene's cooking was usually enough to revive a faint
heart, but the little woman could tell that this was no small matter. "What's
the matter Ginny?" She inquired, her heart going out to the little girl.

      George paused, the cup of coffee halfway to his mouth. The distress of
his smallest child almost broke his heart. The little girl always seemed so
sad, but this was heartrending. He swore to himself, that if there was anything
that he could do to help his little girl, it would get done. He wished he knew
what to do to make the little girl happy, Lord knows he tried. He sometimes had
nightmares, thinking that it was his fault, and that he was responsible for the
child's distress. Ginny had been such a bright and cheerful child, during her
first few years. Then, she had started losing the bright smile and sunny
disposition. She had never caused any trouble. In fact, she was almost too
well-behaved. It was almost as though she were working for some reward that
never seemed to materialize. About 3 years ago, the little girl had started
appearing in her parent's bedroom doorway, with a wistful, almost hopeful look
in her face every night. When asked what she wanted, she would always reply:
"Nothing Daddy. Love you." and retreat to her bedroom. This had gone on for a
few months, until the child seemed to outgrow it. George and Arlene had
discussed the matter, but if the little girl insisted that nothing was wrong,
there wasn't much they could do. Still, the two adults worried, and watched
their little offspring.

      The previous month, during what the whole family still referred to as
"the orgy," they had seen the first seemingly genuine smile on the little girls
face in years. Afterwards, Ginny had seemed to open up, and the wistful look
had been receding, until tonight. George and Arlene had been looking forward to
a quiet evening, with most of their children out of the house (Cindy had snuck
over to John's apartment, for 1 last fling, before her "dry spell"). They
planned to go over and help the Summers in some preliminary wedding
preparations later, but had certainly not expected anything like this!

      Ginny began sobbing, as she collapsed in her mother's arms. "I can't
stand it." She wailed. "It's too much, getting it, then losing it."

      "Getting and losing what, Honey?" Arlene made a stab in the dark. "You
mean sex?" She inquired.

      "That too." Sniffled Ginny. "It's just that I got to sleep with Mike, and
it felt so good to snuggle up with someone again, someone who loved you, and
was happy to make love to you. Now he's gone, Billy's gone, Cindy's gone, and
I'm all alone!" The little girl burst out sobbing uncontrollably into her
mother's hair. "Not getting any sex, doesn't help either." She continued after
a minute.

      George looked at his wife, Arlene looked back. They both nodded. George
coughed, and said. "We're here Honey. If it'd make you feel better, you can
sleep with us 'till Mike gets back."

      "We'll also help you out with your other problem." Assured Arlene. "Your
father and I will help you get off. George can use a rubber, so you don't get
pregnant. It's not as if you were a virgin."

      Ginny was so excited, she didn't bother to correct her mother's
assumption. "You mean I can sleep with you, again?" She asked, eagerly. "The
whole night?" Ginny waited breathlessly for the answer.

      "Sure, why not?" Said George, as he and Arlene both missed the
significance of the little word "again," that meant so much to their little
girl.

      "And Daddy'd have sex with me and everything?"

      "Well, not everything, we don't want you getting pregnant." Laughed
Arlene. "But, pretty much everything else. You'll have to wait until after we
get back from the Summers' though. We promised to help out over there, this
evening."

      "Oh thank you, Momma! But I don't mind. Daddy can get me pregnant if he
want's to." The little girl kissed her astonished mother, and gave her such a
bright sunny smile that it was hard to believe this was the same girl. Arlene
was so surprised by her little girl's words, that for once in her 40-odd years,
she was speechless.

      "Thank you too Daddy." Ginny dashed over to her father, plumped herself
in his lap, and gave him such a loving look that his heart jumped in his chest.
"Kiss me Daddy." The little girl begged. "Please?"

      George looked over at his wife, who was looking back at him with some
amusement. He kissed his little girl. It started out as a peck, then a smooch,
then a genuine kiss. George stopped for breath. "Whooo, Honey. You're getting
your poor old father all excited." He warned.

      "More Daddy, Please? Do it like you loved me. Like you do Momma. I love
you so much, Daddy." The little girl implored, as she turned her angelic little
face up for more.

      George looked at his wife, gave a shrugging motion. Arlene smiled back at
him and nodded. "OK Hon." George told his over-eager offspring. "But this'll
have to do until after we get back. OK?" At the little girl's eager nod, he
bent his lips down to his daughter's.

      It was like a shock went through both of them. Ginny opened her mouth,
and got a mouthful of her father's tongue! Eagerly she kissed back. Her father
was an even better kisser than Billy! Ginny explored her father's mouth with
her tongue, while she felt the man's hands running up and down her almost naked
little body, finally centering on her sensitive little breasts. The excitement,
after a whole day of frustrations was too much for Ginny, the little girl began
to climax, rubbing her overheated little snatch on her father's leg, as she
desperately continued the kiss. Taking pity on his little girl, George slipped
a finger up inside the child's climaxing little hole, and helped her work off
her orgasm. The little girl was climaxing so hard, and squeezing his finger so
hard, that it was almost as though she were still a virgin, he thought.

      Finally, Ginny came back to reality. "Thank you Daddy." She breathed.
"You don't know how much I needed that." She gave her father a smile that
almost blew him away. He hadn't seen a smile like that on Ginny's face since...
George couldn't remember.

      "Oh, I've got some idea." Chucked George, looking down at his lovely
young daughter's creaming little slit, that had just been squeezing the heck
out of his probing finger. "Now, let's eat dinner. That'll have to hold you
until your mother and I get back tonight. Think you can wait 'til then?"

      Ginny nodded. After all, She'd been waiting for years, a few more hours
would be easy.

      Ginny was wrong. After cleaning up the dinner dishes that her parents had
left to her care, the time seemed to drag forever. If she hadn't known better,
she would have sworn the clock stopped running every time she wasn't looking at
it. And when she did look at it, the seconds seemed to take minutes, the
minutes seemed like hours. "Christ!" The little girl swore to herself. Had only
an hour passed since they left. It seemed like weeks! She tried to watch
television, but the shows were all so boring, compared with what was coming.
The little girl jittered around the house, until she decided she'd better
settle down. Being nervous wasn't making the time go faster. Maybe if she read
a book.

      Ginny looked through her stock of books from the library. Somehow "The
Babysitter's Club" sounded kind of asinine, when you might be making a baby
yourself. Ginny decided to borrow one of her father's books. She brightened.
That "Flea" book had been hot!

      Shortly, Ginny was ensconced in her bedroom, nightie pulled up around her
waist, as she fingered herself off while reading the erotic book. When she got
to the part where the Father impregnates his own daughter, thinking it was his
neighbor-girl Belle, Ginny forced herself to a climax. "Whhaauuuh! WhOOOoooo."
The little girl gasped as she relaxed afterwards.

      Ginny felt so satisfied, she snuggled down into the thick furry
bedspread. She was so relaxed, she found it hard to continue reading. The story
continued on, about how the flea was so bored at the priest's sermon, that he
went to sleep. Ginny followed suit.

      Two hours later, George and Arlene returned, and found little Ginny fast
asleep on her bed. The little girl made quite a picture. Just a little over 9
years old, her immature young body looked much too little for sex, but lying
there, with her little fingers still stuck inside her pouting little slit, she
made an erotic picture that would have had the dirty old men of the world
squirting sperm all over, from just a look. Even on her own mother and father,
the effect was terrific.

      "Whooo. Would you look at that?" Said Arlene.

      George was already looking, and it was obvious to Arlene, that he was
getting aroused. "Look at what she's reading." He gasped, pointing to the book
dangling from their little girl's fingers.

      Arlene snickered. "I thought you were going to put that book away, where
the kids couldn't find it."

      "I was, but then, it seemed that the kids were all having sex anyway, so
it didn't seem to matter anymore." Replied George.

      "I suppose you're right." Sighed Arlene.

      The two parents decided not to wake the little girl. Arlene took the book
from the child's limp fingers, and placed it carefully on the nightstand. After
all, it wasn't as if the little girl didn't know what sex was all about.
Carefully, George pulled the bedspread over his sleeping little girl, taking
one last horny look at the child's finger stuck up in the pouting lips of her
immature young vagina. Taking a last deep breath, the two parents let
themselves out of the little girl's room.

      "I saw you, you dirty old man. Sneaking peeks at your own little girl's
snatch." Arlene's grin belied her angry words, as they got undressed.

      "Yeah, who was it earlier, who told the little girl that Daddy would take
care of her sexually tonight?" Responded George.

      "Me. What's the matter big boy? Don't you think you're up to fucking your
own little girl?" Arlene loved teasing her husband, and getting him hot. "Or
maybe its me, that you're no longer able to service."

      "Think so huh? C'mere wench!" George grabbed his wife, and began kissing
her. "Did you hear what Ginny said, when you told her that I's help her out
tonight?" He inquired after a short tussle.

      "You mean when she said she didn't mind if you got her pregnant?" Asked
Arlene. "I bet that gave you a hard-on."

      "Almost made me cum in my pants, you mean." Replied George. "If we hadn't
promised to help out, over at the Summers' I'd probably have fucked the kid
right there on the floor, and without any rubber either."

      "George! You wouldn't!" Exclaimed Arlene, pretending to be shocked.

      George wasn't fooled. "Excites you, doesn't it Hon?" He asked. "Thinking
of watching me impregnate that little girl. Here, why don't you pretend that
you're Ginny, and Daddy's going to fuck you and try to get you pregnant?"

      Arlene dropped right into the role. "Oh Daddy," She squeaked, in a high,
little-girl voice. "Are you going to put that big thing in me tonight?"

      Even the thought was too much for George. Hurriedly he climbed aboard the
little woman, and started fucking her for all he was worth. "Oh Ginny!" He
exclaimed. "Daddy's cumming in his little girl."

      "Oh Daddy!, Fuck me. Knock me up Daddy!" Arlene climaxed herself, as she
felt a stream of her husband's sperm enter her belly, imagining it was her
father, trying to get her pregnant.

      It was always a pleasure and a surprise to the woman, when she felt how
much sperm the man always had to squirt in her belly. Now, imagining that her
father was trying to impregnate her, the stream of slippery cum pouring into
her womb made the hot woman climax like never before. It was several minutes
before she came down from her peak.

      "Whooo, That was good." She finally said.

      "MMM Hmmm." Replied George. Even imagining getting his little girl
pregnant was too much. "Do you suppose she meant it?" He asked his wife.

      "Even if she did, you'd better not." Replied Arlene.

      "I suppose you're right. Still, it was quite a turn-on."

      Arlene had to agree, but was so relaxed after her mighty orgasm that
shortly, she fell asleep.

      George remained awake for a few more minutes. There was something about
fucking little Ginny that was faintly disturbing, even though the little girl
was already being fucked by her two older brothers, and obviously was willing.
Tired, George couldn't quite put his finger on what was bothering him...
something about sleeping with the little girl...

      George was asleep.

      Ginny was having the old dream again. She was sleeping, next to her
father, when she felt his cock growing between her legs. This part of the dream
was always the same. The little girl reached down, and grabbed her father's
growing penis, and slid it up against her little hole. Gooey liquid began
seeping from the little slit on the end, and Ginny started smearing it all over
the man's prick, making the whole thing wet and slippery. She then tightened
her legs up around her father's big cock, and began riding it like a horse.
Back and forth, back and forth the big cock went between her legs. By this
time, Ginny was starting to get wet herself. She began pushing her father's
penis up against her tiny little hole, and using her hands to jack him off.

      It was at this point, that the two endings to the dream varied. Tonight,
Ginny was lucky. It was the happy ending.

      As Ginny jacked her father off (in her dream) she felt his big penis
suddenly grow even bigger. Hurriedly, the little girl pushed her father's
suddenly spewing cock up against her little hole, and felt suddenly wet and
slippery inside, as her father sent gush after gush of warm greasy sperm up
inside his own little girl's receptive young belly. Ginny was proud of herself,
taking her father's sperm inside her. She knew her father squirted this white
stuff up inside her mother, to make a baby. She was so happy that he'd want to
do it to her also. At this point, in her dream, Ginny would usually fall
asleep, with her father's potent sperm trapped inside her tight little hole.

      Suddenly Ginny woke up. She remembered the dream. Only Ginny knew it
hadn't been a dream. It had actually happened. Many times. The little girl had
been only 5 years old, when she found out that her father was subject to almost
nightly wetdreams, and she had started taking advantage of the fact. For almost
a month the little girl had jacked her father off into her tiny little belly,
in the middle of the night.

      Ginny also remembered the nightmare. One night, her father had started to
squirt his sperm inside her, when something about his dream made him think he
was fucking his wife when they were younger. Ginny could tell, by the mumbles
her father made about "Arlene, Honey, take it inside you. Please?" Suddenly,
Ginny felt her father's penis pushing up against her little hole with a force
never felt before. Each copious squirt of her father's sperm inside the child
lubricated the man's penis more, until it actually started to stretch her tiny
little hole, and go inside. "Ow! Daddy, Go easy. I'm not Mommy, you know." The
loving words of the little girl woke up her father. He was still in the throes
of a mighty climax, and he looked down, and saw himself pumping the last of his
incestuous sperm right up inside the welcoming belly of his tiny little
5-year-old girl. George had been horrified.

      Ginny had never seen her father so mad. She didn't know that his anger
was all directed at himself, not at her. All the little girl knew, was that her
father was obviously extremely angry about something. The next thing she knew,
the little girl was in her own room, where she had never really slept before in
her life. From then on, her father's bed was forbidden to her.

      Ginny later figured that her father was mad at her for crying out. After
all, she had been jacking him off for a month, and he had never complained, so
she figured that what was different, was that she had complained, when he tried
to put his cock up inside her. Ginny wished she could go back, and let him do
it to her again. She swore to herself she'd never complain, no matter how much
it hurt. She knew she'd give anything to feel that her father loved her again.
Ginny had always adored her father, and would have done anything for him. Now,
to know that her father was mad at her, since he wouldn't let her sleep with
him anymore was devastating to the little girl. For weeks afterwards, she had
begged him to let her sleep with him, but he was adamant. There was nothing the
little girl could say to get him to change his mind. Ginny decided that she had
to earn her father's love again, so the little girl set out to try and make it
up to him any way she could. She figured that if she was good enough, maybe
someday, her father would let her sleep with him again.

      For one whole year, Ginny had worked at being the best little girl a
father could have. Each night, she had paused at her parent's bedroom door, in
the hope that they would invite her back inside again. Each night, the hope had
been in vain. After the first week, George had figured that the little girl
knew why he didn't let her sleep with him, he was so scared of hurting his
little girl. As it was, he began to worry that he might have scarred the little
girl mentally, by fucking her. Every once in a while, he would wonder if her
moodiness was because she was worried he might try it again. Therefore, George
did his best to distance himself from the little girl, scared about what he
might do to her, if he found himself alone with the child, not realizing that
this made it look to Ginny as though her father didn't love her anymore.

      After a while, Ginny stopped trying to make her father love her again.
She could tell it was hopeless. Her father obviously still cared for her,
somewhat, but he was never close like before. Her little heart kept on aching,
and the night that she had "goofed-up" was burned into her memory forever. Most
children don't remember things that happen when they are 5, but Ginny knew that
she would remember every detail of that night until the day she died. She knew
she couldn't go back and undo what happened that night, but she swore that if
she ever got a chance, she wouldn't cry out, even if her father killed her in
the process.

      Now suddenly, Ginny felt like she was in heaven. Her father loved her
again. He said so. More important, he had acted like it. He hadn't pushed her
away, when she kissed him. In fact, he had kissed her back in a manner that was
guaranteed to make little Ginny's heart jump for joy. Not only that, but he had
told her that she could sleep with him again, and that he would make love to
her, when she was ready.

      Ginny was suddenly wide awake. "Oh my GOD!" She thought to herself. "What
am I doing here!" Terrified by the thought of possibly sleeping through the one
chance that she might have to get her beloved father back, Ginny quietly got up
and crept down the hall.

      Peeping in the doorway of her parent's room, Ginny paused. "What if she
was too late." The thought was terrifying.

      "Daddy." She called out tentatively.

      No answer.

      "Daddy." The little girls heart was in her mouth, as she called louder.

      "Nnnn?" Came the sleepy voice from the bed. "What is it Ginny?"

      "You said I could sleep with you, tonight." Ginny held her breath. She
knew that either heaven or hell was waiting for her tonight.

      "N, Kay Honey. Slide in."

      It was heaven! Ginny crept over to her father's side of the bed, lifted
the covers, and slid her (deliberately naked) little body in alongside her
father's. It was no surprise to the little girl to feel her father's skin
touching her's. She knew both of her parents slept naked all the time. Most of
the people in the house went naked at night. There was no nudity taboo in the
Macon household.

      George was shocked at the sensuous feel of his little girl's naked skin
next to his. His cock immediately rose to attention. After all, feeling his
little girl naked next to him, after the fantasy that he and his wife had
played out earlier would have been stimulation enough to give a statue a
hard-on, let alone a man as oversexed as George Macon. He started to pull away,
so as to not frighten the child.

      Ginny was not going to have any of it. After finally getting to sleep
with her father, she didn't want him halfway across the bed. "Please Daddy?"
She pleaded. "Snuggle up to me?"

      George was stymied. "But Ginny," He started. "I've got..." How does one
tell his little 9-year-old daughter, that he had an erection?

      "Don't be silly Daddy, I've seen it before. Even had it inside me." Ginny
ended with a giggle.

      George decided that his little girl's words made sense, and "snuggled
up."

      Ginny reached down, placed her father's big cock between her legs, "Where
it belonged.," and slid off into the best sleep she had in years.

      George took a little longer, but somehow it felt right to be snuggled up
to his little girl. Even with his big cock pushing up against the child's open
vagina, and his big burly arm wrapped around the little girl's sleeping young
body, feeling her immature young breasts brushing again his arm, it still
seemed right. George slipped off to sleep also.

      Later that night, Ginny started having the old dream again. She was
sleeping, next to her father, when she felt his cock growing between her legs.
This time, the dream was subtly different. When her father's cock started
leaking slippery liquid, instead of jacking him off, Ginny rubbed her father's
leaking penis all over her hot little hole, and pushed it up inside! Expecting
the nightmare to start, Ginny was surprised. It didn't hurt! The shock was
enough to wake the little girl up completely. It wasn't a dream! Little Ginny
felt stuffed, but no pain. Her father's cock had vanished a third of the way up
inside the little girl and the man was sliding it in and out, as the man
copulated with his own little 9-year-old girl in his sleep.

      Ginny was ecstatic! Her father was fucking her, and it didn't hurt. There
were little twinges, each time her father's big cock pushed up against her
hymen, but it didn't hurt! She had forgotten that she had already taken her
father's cock inside her the week before, so it shouldn't have been a surprise,
but fresh from her dream, Ginny had expected it to hurt, like it always did in
the nightmare. Ginny settled down, and enjoyed the pleasure of feeling her
father's big cock sliding in and out of her vagina. Shortly, Ginny felt her
father's dream come to a "climax," as did he. Her father's penis suddenly got
bigger inside the little girl, and began spewing glob after big sticky glob of
warm greasy sperm in the little girl's belly. Squirt after squirt. Ginny felt
bloated with her father's precious seed. The man's prick finally subsided, and
George slipped back into a deeper sleep, with his cock still resting in the
child's vagina, acting as a plug.

      Ginny slipped back to sleep herself. It was so wonderful to enjoy the
slippery feeling of having her own father's precious sperm warming up her
insides, once again. Only now, she got to feel her father's big cock stretching
her little vagina as well. The soothing feeling of her father's warm cum inside
her tight little belly, put the little girl back in slumberland.

      As mentioned before, George was oversexed. Even Arlene couldn't keep up
with him. Even after fucking his beautiful wife 2 to 4 times a day, he still
sometimes had to jack-off in the middle of the day, and he still had enough
left over for a wet-dream or two in the middle of the night. When he was
younger, it had taken 6 or 7 bouts of sex per day to ease his horny urges. Now,
approaching middle-age, George had "slowed up" to where he only needed 4 or 5.

      The man felt lucky to have a wife as understanding as Arlene. The woman
only needed sex herself, about once every other night but, over the years,
George had managed to convince the woman to help him out at least twice a day.
"Once in the night, and outen the light. Once in the morning, a new day a
borning." As the old saying went. The rest of the time, George "made do" with
"Mrs. thumb, and her four daughters.." Arlene was understanding, and left him
alone when he needed it.. Even after all this, George still had enough left
over for nocturnal emissions or "wet-dreams" as it were.

      Tonight, George was about to set some new kind of record. Feeling his
little girl's vagina quietly squeezing his penis, kept giving the man new
dreams, each one hornier than the last. Three more times during the night, his
cock expanded in his daughter's vagina, and sent a fresh burst of potent seed
up inside his little girl. Each time, the sensations would wake Ginny up for a
moment, until she realized it was just her father ejaculating his slippery cum
inside her belly where it belonged. Then the child would relax. The comfortable
feeling of having her own father's incestuous sperm warming the inside of her
belly would sooth the little girl back to sleep.

      George woke up from one of the hottest dreams he had ever had. His little
girl Ginny had sneaked into bed with him, pushed his big cock up inside her
squeezing little vagina, and was begging him to get her pregnant. George pushed
up inside the little girl, and enjoyed the feeling of her tight little vagina
clasping around the head of his prick. "My God, this dream feels real!" He
thought, as the little girl's vagina gave his cock a squeeze that threatened to
have him spouting sperm in the child's belly, before he even got properly
started. George ran his hands down his little girl's side, feeling her shiver
with excitement.

      The sensations were too real. All of a sudden, the previous night came
back to the man with a rush. This was Ginny in bed with him! And, from the feel
of her squishy little pussy, he had already ejaculated at least once inside the
little girl during the night. George suddenly blushed as he recalled some of
the dreams he had been having during the night. Had he actually done that to
little Ginny? He decided not, but knew he must have fucked the child at least
once, in his sleep. The thought, of fucking his little 9-year-old girl in his
sleep, and her not objecting, was so stimulating, that he had to fuck her
again. George started sliding his cock in and out of his little girl's belly.

      Ginny felt the change in her father. The man was no longer asleep, and he
was fucking her! Ginny felt like her little heart would melt. Her father loved
her. He wanted to fuck her. The thought, that she might get pregnant, was more
of a thrill, at the thought that she could carry a baby for her beloved father,
than fright at the thought of the dangers. "Oh Daddy! Fuck me. Please fuck me
Daddy." The little girl's voice came out in a plea.

      "OK, Honey, but let's do it right, this time." Said George, as he turned
the little girl over. The sight of his little 9-year-old girl, lying on her
back, arms outstretched, begging her own father to fuck her, was almost too
exciting to believe. George climbed between his little girl's legs, put his
swollen cock up against the little hole that was still dripping obscene gobs of
her own father's incestuous sperm, and pushed it all the way home in a rush.

      "AAhhyeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEE!!" The shrill scream came as a complete shock to
all three occupants of the bed. Ginny had been feeling nothing but pleasure
from her father's penis, and had never expected it to hurt like this. The
little girl just knew her father had torn her insides. She was sure that she
was going to die from internal bleeding. Right now, she could feel the flow of
blood, mixing with her father's seed, oozing from her torn little belly. Dying
however, was not what frightened the little girl the most. She had blown it
again! She had sworn that she wouldn't cry when her father made love to her,
like she did last time, and now she had not only cried, she had screamed! Now
her father would never forgive her, she thought. Knowing she had only a little
time left, before she died, made the little girl desperate. She had to get her
father's forgiveness before she died. "I'm sorry Daddy." The little girl
pleaded. "I didn't mean to cry. Please forgive me Daddy. Please?" The begging
of the little girl turned into heartbreaking sobs.

      George had been shocked, when he felt his little girl's hymen give way
before his powerful lunge. He had thought the little girl had lost her
virginity several weeks ago, to one of her older brothers. He would never have
taken the child in such a violent manner, and certainly not without warning
her, had he known that she was still a virgin. "I'm sorry Ginny." He
apologized. "I just didn't know." He barely noticed the pleading words of his
little girl, thinking that she was telling him how much it hurt.

      Arlene had been sleeping, when the frightened cry of her child woke her
up. She looked over at the obscenely coupled pair on the bed beside her, where
the two lovers were both so busy apologizing, that neither one heard a word the
other was saying. "George!" She exclaimed. "What in the world, are you doing to
that little girl?"

      This shut George up. He opened his mouth, started to say something,
realized that there wasn't much he could say, and shut it with a snap.

      In the silence, Ginny's pleas could now be distinctly heard.

      "Please forgive me Daddy. I don't want you to be mad at me. I just
couldn't help it. I didn't mean to scream. Don't let me die, thinking you hate
me. Please daddy!"

      "WHAT?!" The exclamation from her parents temporarily stopped the
impassioned flow of words from the little girl.

      George got the first word in. "Ginny, I love you." He assured the little
girl. "I could never hate you. What ever gave you such an idea?"

      "And what's this about you dying?" Added Arlene. "Whatever gave you the
idea that you were going to die?"

      Ginny sighed with relief. Her father still loved her. He didn't look mad,
just concerned. She decided to answer her father's question first.

      "You got mad at me last time Daddy, when I cried." She explained. "And I
think Daddy tore me inside, so I'm bleeding to death." She continued to her
mother.

      "Oh boy. Didn't you explain to her, about little-girls, and hymens,
Arlene?" George asked his wife.

      Arlene shook her head. "I didn't think she was old enough to worry about
it." She replied. "I was going to wait until she had her first period, then
explain about what would happen the first time."

      "I thought that would be soon enough. Obviously, I was wrong." She
continued. "Now what do you mean "Daddy got mad at you last time."?" Arlene
glared at her husband.

      Slowly, the whole story came out. With sobs, and tears from all parties,
and many apologies, the trio on the bed finally got it sorted out.

      "Ginny, I'm so sorry." Said George. "I should have explained to you that
I just didn't want to hurt you. I realize now, that I probably hurt you worse,
by pushing you away, than if I had just gone ahead and fucked you. Can you ever
forgive me?"

      Hearing her father repeat the words that had been running through her
mind for years, was too much for the little girl. "Oh Daddy, I love you so
much." She said. "How can I be mad at you for wanting to protect me?" With
this, Ginny collapsed, sobbing, in her father's arms.

      George hugged his little girl, then said, as he climbed out of the bed,
and bent over on the floor. "Do me a favor, Honey? Please kick me. I've been
such an asshole."

      Ginny giggled at the thought. "Oh Daddy." She replied. "I couldn't do
that!"

      Arlene however, knew her husband, and wasn't so shy. "Idiot!" She
exclaimed, and hauling back a slippered foot, she booted her husband right out
the door.

      Ginny stared open-mouthed. She had never heard her parents even raise
loud voices at each other, let alone get physically violent. She was reassured,
when her father gathered himself up, and came back into the room. Neither one
of her parents seemed to be angry. Ginny decided that it must be a "grown-up"
thing.

      "Thanks Dear. I needed that." He told his wife.

      "Now Ginny." George addressed his little girl. "I want you to promise me,
that if you ever think I'm mad at you, or don't love you, that you'll ask me.
Or, failing that, ask your mother. Please?"

      Ginny promised. The little girl felt so good, knowing that her parents
really did love her, and that she had a long, wonderful life ahead of her, that
she was almost floating. A little twinge, of her torn hymen, reminded her of
something. "Daddy?" She asked.

      "Yes Ginny?"

      "We never did finish fucking."

      "I thought you still hurt." George sounded a little worried.

      "It's almost stopped Daddy, and now that it's gone, I wanted to do it
"for real." Please Daddy?" The little girl's voice sounded wistful again, as
though she were afraid her father might refuse her.

      "Well, OK Honey. If you're sure. I'll get some rubbers, so I don't knock
you up." George suddenly snickered. "I guess I'll have to start wearing them at
night, when I go to sleep, if my little girl's going to be jacking me off into
her belly, every night. The man started rummaging through the dresser drawers.
"Now where did I put those things?" He muttered.

      "Daddy?" Ginny's voice stopped the man's rummaging.

      "What?" George went over to another dresser, and started poking around
inside.

      "Do you have to?" The little girl inquired. "Wear a rubber, I mean? I
don't mind, if you get me pregnant. I'd like to have a little baby."

      Ginny's words, almost made the man climax all over the dresser. She
"didn't mind" if he got her pregnant. George looked over at his grinning wife.
He wasn't going to get much support there. "Well," he said, as he came back to
the bed, and stated to climb back between his little girl's legs. "I guess one
time won't hurt. Besides, it's probably safe enough. You're probably way too
young to get pregnant."

      "Oooof" Ginny's breath came out with a rush, as her father's prick
vanished up inside her flat little belly. "Suzy's Aunt May got pregnant, when
she was 9." She reminded her father. "I know that there have been others. Get
me pregnant Daddy. I love you so much Daddy, show me you love me too. Make a
baby in me. Please?" The little girl pleaded as she pushed back at her father,
enjoying the feeling of his big cock as it slid all the way in and out of her
belly, now that her hymen was no longer in the way. "Please Daddy?" the little
girl repeated.

      George looked at Arlene. She nodded. If George had to knock the little
girl up, to make her happy, it was a small price to pay. After hurting the
little girl by refusing her once, Arlene figured that it would be a mistake to
refuse the child's request, strange as it may have seemed to an outsider. To
Arlene, the little girl's request didn't seem strange at all. Most little girls
had sexual designs on their fathers, at one time or another. Ginny's were just
a little early. Arlene knew that carrying her father's baby, would make Ginny
feel her father's love, in a manner that just wasn't possible in any other way.
In a way, it seemed like the best way to reassure the little girl that her
father really did love her.

      "Go ahead George." Arlene reassured her husband. "Fuck the kid. Let's see
you impregnate our little girl."

      "Yeah! Impregnate me Daddy!" Encouraged the little girl, as she worked
with her father, trying to get the man to squirt his potent sperm in her hungry
little belly. "Knock me up."

      "Unnh, UUnnnhhh!" George grunted, sliding his cock all the way home in
his 9-year-old girl's tiny little belly. "You're a little too young to get
pregnant yet, Ginny." He said breathlessly. "I probably couldn't get you
pregnant, if I tried. You'll probably have to wait until you're about 12."
George was getting close to cumming.

      "I read in the STAR, where a little girl down in Honduras somewhere, had
a baby, and she was only 8 years old." Reminded Arlene.

      The thought was so exiting, George couldn't hold back much longer. "Oh
God, I'm going to cum pretty quick." He warned. Curiosity however, got the best
of him first. "Did they ever catch the guy who got her pregnant?" He wondered.

      Ginny giggled. She had read the article also. "You might say so." She
sniggered. "It was her "big" brother. At the ripe old age of 10. It seems the
two kids had been sleeping together for years. Nobody gave it a second thought,
until the little girl's belly started to grow."

      The thought, of his little girl's belly swelling with his child, Ginny's
giggling, and thinking that he might get her pregnant, and that she "wouldn't
mind" if he did, was too much for George. His cock inflated tremendously, and
sent spasm after spasm of thick slippery sperm into his little girl's receptive
young belly.

      Ginny felt wonderful as her father spasmed on top of her. She felt a big
greasy rope of her father's creamy seed slide into her tight little belly with
a rush. Rope after big slippery rope of incestuous sperm, slid into the little
girl's belly.

      "Oooh Daddy. That's it! Impregnate me Daddy. Knock me up. I want to feel
my belly get big with your baby." Encouraged Ginny.

      Knowing that her father cared about her, enough to squirt the white stuff
that made babies inside her tiny little 9-year-old belly, made Ginny almost
melt with love for the man.The little girl worked against her father, trying to
milk all of his precious baby-making sperm into her squeezing little vagina
where she felt it belonged.

      Arlene was getting all excited, as she watched her husband impregnate
their little girl. She hoped the man would have some left for her, when he
finished. "Do it, Honey." She encouraged, repeating her young daughter's
stimulating words. "Knock the kid up."

      George gave a final thrust, up inside his little girl's belly, and
squirted one last sticky glob of potent seed inside his daughter. "Oh Ginny! I
love you so much. Thank you Ginny. That was sooo good!"

      "Thank you, Daddy! I love you too." Ginny replied. Feeling her father
trying to impregnate her, had been so exciting. The little girl loved the warm
creamy feel of her father's baby-making sperm soaking into her belly. "I hope
I'm pregnant now." She mused.

      George gave up. If his little girl wanted to get pregnant by her own
father, he'd do his best to do his part of the job. "Well," He leered at the
little girl, "If not, we can always keep practicing making a baby, until you
get it right!"

      This comment sent all three occupants of the bed into hysterical giggles.

      Arlene looked at the shrunken member of her husband, as he pulled it out
of their little girl's belly. Even with George's copious spendings inside the
little girl, Ginny was able to clench he vaginal muscles, and keep her father's
sperm from flowing out. Still, the child had to dash for the bathroom, before
she had an accident. Arlene decided that she'd have to wait for "her turn"
until after breakfast, to allow her husband's batteries time to recharge (so to
speak).

      The three family members didn't make it back to the bedroom after
breakfast. While Arlene was fixing breakfast, Ginny "borrowed" the TABOO-II
tape from the bedroom, and put on the main TV screen in the living room. During
breakfast, all 3 watchers got aroused seeing "Big-Brother" fuck his
"little-sister" in the movie. By the time breakfast was over, all of the
Macon's were about ready to explode with sexual tension, and as the "little
girl" on the screen started to fuck her "father," Arlene pushed her husband
over on his back, and "climbed aboard." Pretty soon, her orgasmic cries were
mixing with the cries of the girl on the screen pleading "Fuck me Daddy!."
Ginny got so hot watching her mother and the action on the screen at the same
time, that when her mother got off, the little girl climbed on top of her
father's sperm-covered prick, and settled down for a ride.

      George had been about to call it quits for a while, but before his
drooling cock had a chance to wilt, his little girl had stuffed it up in her
horny little box, and proceeded to milk the last of his sperm up into her tight
little belly. The feel of the child's tiny little vagina squeezing his penis,
got George hard again, before he really had a chance to get soft. The man was
in no hurry to get his rocks off in the little girl this time, so he settled
down to enjoy the sensations of being mated with his own daughter.

      Ginny loved it. She found that she could have orgasm after orgasm while
sliding up and down on her father's big cock. Ginny was about to have her 7th
climax in a row, when there was an interruption. Cindy and John had returned,
carrying boxes of clothing and personal items to be stored until he finished
moving into the garage/apartment, when they came upon this loving scene.

      Cindy couldn't believe it. Her little sister was fucking their father,
taking his big cock all the way up in her tiny little belly. To top it off, her
father not only wasn't using a rubber, but was being encouraged by her mother
to impregnate the little girl. Cindy had thought it was something for her
cousin Suzy to try to have her own father's baby, but to see her little
9-year-old sister, with their father's sperm leaking out around her tiny little
hole, while she begged her father to "Squirt the stuff that makes babies in me
Daddy." was enough to make the little girl's blood boil.

      When Ginny collapsed on the couch, with her father still squirting white
sticky sperm all over her tiny little slit, as the little girl pulled away too
suddenly, Cindy decided she couldn't take any more. Desperately, Cindy looked
over at John, pleading with her eyes.

      After a month and a half, spending almost all of his free time with the
little girl, John was getting so that he could almost read her mind, and she
his. The look the two lovers exchanged said volumes, though only 2 seconds
passed in real time. John nodded, and smiled, and Cindy know it was not only OK
with John, but he wanted her to do it. So she did.

      Cindy walked over to her father, rolled him onto his back again, while
she said "My turn Daddy.," and stuffed her father's still spurting cock up
inside her fertile young belly. Cindy had been about to burst with sexual
frustration, being 3 days into the start of her fertile period, and looking
forward to another week and a half of no sex had been bad enough. To see her
little sister trying to get pregnant, had been the last straw. Cindy was going
to get fucked. She was going to do it right, with no rubbers, and no pulling
out. If her father got her pregnant, she decided she'd just enjoy it. In the
meantime, it was heaven to feel a man's cock sliding into her belly again,
leaking dangerous baby-making sperm inside her womb. Especially her own
father's.

      Cindy started to feel a little guilty though. She was getting hers, but
what about John? She knew if she asked him, he'd say he was OK, but it must be
torture to watch a scene this hot, and not get any. Cindy looked over at her
mother. Arlene had collapsed on the sofa, faint moans of sexual satisfaction,
were coming from her lips. It was obvious that she would be no help, this time.
Suddenly, Cindy had an idea. She had done it before, and it wasn't too bad, and
now she might even enjoy it.

      Cindy motioned to John, as she continued sliding up and down her father's
big cock. As John approached, Cindy leaned forward on her father, and pulled
her ass-cheeks apart in an obvious invitation.

      John couldn't believe it. Cindy had said it had been too uncomfortable,
the last time they had done it "up her back door," but this time, the little
girl seemed to want it. "Are you sure?" He asked, wanting to be sure himself.

      Cindy nodded, and braced herself.

      John's big cock was already leaking big slippery gobs of pre-cum, just
from the excitement of watching. He spread it all over the head of his cock,
and down into the little girl's waiting asshole. Slowly he pushed.

      Cindy pushed back. It was somewhat like taking a shit, in reverse. She
tried to relax her ass muscles. There was a popping sensation, and Cindy
suddenly felt full. In fact, the little girl felt stuffed. It wasn't
uncomfortable, just stuffed. After Cindy got used to it, the stuffing of her
ass, made her tight little vagina squeeze even tighter, around her father's big
cock. Cindy decided she liked it. The little girl began to move. First, she
pushed back at John, forcing his whole cock to vanish up inside her backside.
Then, Cindy pushed forward, taking her father's penis all the way up in her
cunt, while John's penis slid about halfway out in the rear. Next, back again
onto John and off her father. Then, forward, onto her father, and off John.
Forward onto Daddy. Backward onto John. They began to establish a rhythm. Back
and forth shuttled the little girl between her two lovers. Cindy couldn't
believe how good it felt. Even John's cock up her ass, almost felt like he had
it in another vagina. Cindy giggled to herself. "The girl with two vaginas."
She thought. The giggle turned into shock. "Oh God! I'm going to cum!" She
blurted involuntarily. The little girl went into violent spasms as she worked
to get the two men to cum with her, on her, inside her, whatever, just so they
came at the same time.

      John felt his penis squeezed like it was in a vice. The little girl's
asshole clamped down on his engorged cock, and threatened to snip it off. Then
it relaxed, then it squeezed again. He felt as if his cock had been caught in a
runaway milking machine. Squeeze, SQUeeze, SQUEEZE, SQUEEZE. The last squeeze
was too much. John began squirting sperm up inside the little girl's asshole
like a cow's udder squirts milk. He let go in one big long healthy
squuiiiiiirrrrrttt!

      Cindy's father wasn't in much better shape. After getting his rocks off 4
times that morning, George was beginning to realize that even he had his
limits. After squirting his sperm in his little 9-year-old girl's belly, he had
thought he was finished for the day. Cindy's attack, had taken him by surprise.
His cock had not had a chance to shrink, when the girl climbed on top, and the
knowledge that his daughter wanted him to fuck her, in the middle of her
fertile period, had been so stimulating, that he was able to keep going. Now,
having his daughter in the throes of the biggest climax of her life, squeezing
his penis with a vagina that was almost virginally tight, and feeling another
man ejaculating his sperm inside his little girls body through the membranes of
his daughter's insides, was enough to make a statue spout sperm, let alone a
man as oversexed as George Macon. George started to gush his sperm up inside
his little girl's belly.

      Feeling her father squirting his sperm in her vagina, while John
ejaculated big greasy ropes of cum up her backside, made Cindy loose what
little control she had left. The little girl jammed her crotch down at her
father, ignoring the pain, as his penis pushed hard into her cervix. There was
a sudden sickening sensation, and then the little girl felt her father's
spewing cock enter her uterus, and begin squirting the last of his seed right
into the center of her fertile young womb. It was too exciting to bear. Cindy's
body did several spastic flops, then the little girl fainted dead away.

      Realizing what had happened, the two men stopped moving, and just let the
rest of their seed drain into the little girl's body. Still, Feeling his little
girl's cervix clamped around the head of his penis, made George squirt more
sperm inside his little girls womb than he thought he had in him. John, on the
other hand, was already starting to lose his hard-on. He had already squirted
more than his usual amount of sperm inside the little girl, and was all tapped
out. The two big men held the limp body of the little girl between them,
carefully not removing their cocks from inside the child, while they waited for
her to revive.

      "That's some daughter, you've got here." Complimented John.

      "We've got." Corrected George.

      "You're right. We've got." Agreed John.

      Gradually, Cindy came back to her senses. She felt soooo relaxed. The
sexual tension she had felt building for the last week was gone, replaced by a
pleasant ache in her groin. As she became more aware of the loving arms holding
her, Cindy also became aware that the ache in her groin was the leftover
feeling of having the head of her father's cock still stuck inside her womb, as
it dribbled out the last of his potent seed, matched by her fiancee's cock
still stretching her asshole, where she felt so warm and creamy, that she knew
John had deposited a big load there as well. "Ooohhh! That was good." She said.
"We've got to do this again sometime. I hate to stop, but we'd better pull
apart, so I can go to the bathroom. Otherwise, I'm going to make a mess all
over Mom's nice new carpet." With this, the three lovers disconnected.

      John was first to pull out, his cock still dripping cum on the little
girl's ass.

      "OWWWwww!" Exclaimed George, as his cock uncoupled from his little girl's
womb. He had felt drained before, after too much sex, but this was terrible!
George doubled up on the floor, clutching his gut. He felt as though he'd been
kicked in the balls. "Ooooh, that hurts!" He said.

      George was immediately surrounded by concerned faces. Cindy looked
particularly worried. "What is it Daddy?" She inquired. "What did I doooo?"

      John was the only one there, who knew what had happened, and this only
because his own drained balls were giving him a pleasant sort of ache. "It's OK
Cindy." He said. "Your father will be all right in a minute. Just try not to
pull so much sperm out of a man in so little time next time."

      "But I thought it made a man feel good to cum, and get it all out."

      "It does, Honey. But if a man squirts more than is normal, his body works
too hard to produce more, and it's just like any other muscle. It aches if you
overwork it."

      "Well," Said Cindy. "We'll just have to exercise it then like any other
muscle, until it's strong enough for the job. Think you're up to it little
sister?" She addressed Ginny.

      Ginny giggled and nodded. She was already ready to go again, but had
sense enough to know when to wait.

      After a minute, George started feeling better, and with help from four
loving pairs of hands, was soon ensconced on the big rocker/recliner with a
cool drink in his hand, two lovely naked daughters curled up on either side,
and his wife and friend cuddled up together nearby, on the sofa. George felt so
satiated and relaxed, that he slid off to sleep in the chair.

       That was all the sex for that day, but that night, George felt a warm
little body snuggle up next to him, as Ginny reached down grabbed her father's
big penis, and tucked it up inside her hot little vagina, so that she could
sleep, knowing that her father's sperm would be squirting inside her belly
where it belonged, instead of all over the sheets, and being "wasted."

      From then on, until her brother got back from camp, Ginny slept every
night with her father, and every night George would discharge two or three big
sticky loads of incestuous baby-making sperm right up inside his own little
9-year-old girl. Each time, Ginny would wake up, realize it was just her father
ejaculating his sperm up inside her belly where it belonged, and go back to
sleep, soothed by the warm greasy feeling of her own father's precious seed
soaking into her receptive young womb.

      Ginny seemed to blossom and grow. The little girl's smile, which had
rarely been seen, now filled the house every day with sunshine. Every morning,
George would wake up to the feel of his little girl's vagina squeezing his
cock. Each time, he would roll his little girl over on her back, and fuck the
little girl properly. Ginny would respond by squeezing her father's big cock
with her vagina, until George had no choice, but to ejaculate his baby-making
sperm inside his little 9-year-old girl. The feeling of her own father trying
to get her pregnant, was always enough to make little Ginny climax.

      Ginny loved being able to start the day with a fresh load of her father's
precious sperm soaking in her belly. The whole day seemed brighter to the
little girl, to know her father loved her enough, to have her carry his baby.

      The little girl was growing in other ways also. Her little body was
filling out, and developing. Tits were starting to appear on the little girl's
chest. Her legs were filling out also. In just a few days, the change in the
little girl was startling. Ginny was starting to look almost as sexy as her
older sister.

      Ginny emphasized it, by wearing as little as possible. Quite often, Ginny
would borrow one of her father's T-shirts, and wear it, with nothing else
underneath. The little girl got a kick out of the reactions she got from older
men. Most people assumed the little girl was wearing panties under the large
shirt. Knowing that men were dreaming about her being naked under the T-shirt
made Ginny feel all gushy inside. Especially, knowing that she was naked, but
only her father and brother knew.

      Watching their little girl blossom and grow was a thrill to the older
Macon's. After being shy and retiring for so long, the little girl seemed to
want to make up for years of missed fun, in just one summer. Seeing their
little girl playing with the other kids in the neighborhood, one would never
guess that the little girl even knew what the word "fuck" meant. To think that
their little girl was carrying her father's seed in her little belly, every
day, when she went out to play, was quite a thrill to Arlene. She hoped the
little girl would enjoy carrying her father's baby, as much as she had. She
knew it would be dangerous, when the little girl's belly started to bulge, but
the thought of her little girl's belly swollen with her own father's baby was
too exciting for words.

      Cindy, in the meantime, had decided that she was OK. She had been keeping
track of her temperature each day, and figured that she wasn't fertile when her
father had squirted his sperm in her belly. The little girl sighed with relief,
and went back to alternative methods of sex. The difference, was that now she
had John fucking her in the ass, instead of hand or oral sex. Cindy had
decided, that she Liked getting screwed in the ass. It was almost as good as
getting fucked in the cunt she thought. Relieved that she wasn't yet pregnant,
Cindy eagerly waited for the day when she could fuck properly again. "Only one
more week to go." She thought, as the weekend approached, and the time for her
little brother to return from camp got closer. Knowing she was at the height of
her fertile period, made the little girl so horny, she could hardly walk. It
was only with great effort, the little girl managed to keep from saying "To
Hell with it," and following her little sister's lead, by letting herself get
pregnant anyway.

      As said before, it was amazing how much trouble, a little boy could cause
by just not being there. Still, a lot of good, came out of it. Now that Ginny
knew her father loved her, and the little girl had started sleeping with him
again, it had improved the little girl's outlook on life tremendously. When the
little boy returned however, it seemed that he was destined to cause as much
trouble when he returned, as when he left.