"For goodness sake! Just do it!"
My wife Hayley's voice had a frustrated edge as she encouraged me to actually fuck our daughter. As Chérie is over five months pregnant with our child, you might be forgiven for thinking Hayley had a point – what, really, did it matter if I simply did what I longed to do – insert my prick in my daughter's warm, welcoming and wet vagina and slide it in and out until I filled it with another large wad of my seed – or stuck by my principle of refusing to commit incest, and agreeing only to firing my wad into the girl while she held her entrance open, and only afterwards, sliding my prick into her, hard, and stop, to push all my jizz as far up her baby-tube as possible.
Of course, all the women in my little 'harem' had mastered the art of massaging my ensconced cock, often to the point where I erupted again and refilled their thirsty pussies, but that, I had decided, didn't count as 'incest', despite my 'harem's' consisting of my daughter and nieces...
I resisted my wife's command. Chérie held herself open and I occasionally dipped my fingers into her juices to lubricate the movement of my hand along my cock shaft, quickening my motion as I felt my climax approaching.
"Cuuuummmmmiiiinnnnggg!" I grunted.
Hayley grabbed my cock to steady its aim while Chérie wriggled so the head was almost inside her and impossible to miss. Wads of creamy white sperm erupted, firing deep into my daughter's writhing pussy. Her abdominal muscles rippled and she groaned happily. As soon as I felt my spasms cease, I leaned forward. Hayley released her grip and my cock slid home in the welcoming depths of my daughter.
She's beginning to show a nicely rounded belly, which I find so very sexy. Her cousins, Selina and Joanne were not so far along, but happily for the twins, both had caught at the same time, as far as we can tell. Their mother, Valerie, continues to have periods, but, frankly, she's been avoiding sex outside of the ten-days following when one ends, so I'm not sure she wants to have a baby as much as she claims.
Her sister, Hayley, is, as far as I know, on the pill. But I can fuck her like a man should, so there are compensations. Valerie gets me so worked up and takes the superior position, so when I'm practically helpless, she fucks me, and there's nothing I can do to stop it.
I found myself suckling on my daughter's nipples. Her breasts have been growing, along with her baby, and I have fun flicking the stiff little stubs with my tongue and then opening wide to get as much of her areole into my mouth as possible, to suck and lick. Chérie seems to love this, and nearly always reciprocates by squeezing and spasming her vaginal muscles around my cock until I can't avoid giving her another bellyful of my sperm.
I know I shouldn't, but the damage is already done so really, it doesn't matter, and nobody's getting hurt. Hayley has been the architect of my situation. She led me into sperming Chérie, and later our nieces, with Valerie's approval. All three of the girls are now pregnant, despite my refusal to fuck them, because I don't approve of incest. Fucking, in Hayley's definition, means repeatedly shoving one's stiff prick in and out of a woman's pussy. Which is why I will only agree to sperm the girls, wanking off until I spurt my cream into their twats, through an air gap. And only then, shoving my softening prick into their bodies and pushing the sperm up inside them.
Chérie's rippling muscles tripped my trigger and I fired more thick, potent sperm into her while she rubbed my ass cheeks and back in encouragement, almost purring with pleasure.
I rolled off her. As my cock pulled out, she put her hand down to hold the lips of her pussy closed. I passed her a tissue from the box beside the bed, which she scrunched into a ball and pushed inside her. We turned to face each other, and cuddled. In no time at all, we were asleep.
I woke up to find myself in bed with my wife, and it was full daylight. I tried to turn over, and discovered I was also in bed with Selly and Jo. Even in a king-size, space was limited.
Sometime during the night, Chérie had gone – presumably to her own room – and the others had moved in. Where Valerie, Hayley's sister, was, I didn't at that moment know.
She came into the room, looking agitated.
"Oh, good. You're awake," she said, looking at all the bed's occupants but settling her gaze on me. Valerie is just beginning the third week of her cycle, so if she followed her usual form, she wouldn't be fucking for a couple of weeks yet.
"Your brother's coming to see you," she went on. "The phone rang, so I answered it, since everyone else was still in bed. He's dropping in with his wife and kids on their way to Langmere, apparently to spend a week bird-watching.
"Seems a hell of a long way to come just to watch some birds," I observed.
Valerie shrugged. My brother is a 'twitcher' – at the first hint that some rare avian has entered our shores, he's off, with camera and million-millimetre lens – so heavy the tripod supports it rather than the camera – to try to get an award-winning shot of whatever it is. I assumed the first sight of a lesser-spotted dustbin diver, or some other species unheard of by the rest of the world population, had reached our shores, and Bill was dragging his wife, Portia, and teenage offspring, Mark and Gemma to Langmere, which was a great place to watch birds, but offered absolutely no entertainment – or facilities – for those family members not sharing the bird-watcher's enthusiasms.
"You should get up. He said they'd be here just after lunch."
I sighed and glanced at Valerie's daughters. Both were still asleep, which was a shame as I'd planned on sperming at least one of them before having to get out of bed. Hayley stirred, the other side of me, and wanted to know what was going on. While Valerie told her, I got into the shower.
I'd just finished washing myself down when the cubicle door slid open and Joanne stepped in with me.
"Morning, Uncle Dan," she said blithely, getting her hair wet – and the rest of her. Her pregnancy was not so far advanced that it had started to show for real, but her belly was more rounded than it had been, especially to the eye of someone who wanted to see the evidence that his baby was tucked away safely in the girl's womb.
As I was nearly finished washing, just the feet to go, I sat on the tiled seat along one wall of the cubicle so I could do a bit of sole-searching. (Joke! Ha-ha!).
Jo shampooed her hair, and grabbed the shower gel to start on her body. I couldn't help but watch as she rubbed her body with the detergent, and of course, she noticed.
"You want to finish me off, Uncle?"
It was an innocent enough question, asked in an innocent-sounding tone of voice, but there was a mischievous twinkle in her eyes which suggested we were sharing the shower with a double-entendre. My cock, always with an eye to the main chance, began to sit up and take notice.
I took the shower gel and began applying it to her boobs and belly, finally letting my fingers work their way between her legs, along her pussy slit.
Jo moaned her appreciation and pushed her pudendum into my face. I took the hint and used my tongue on her pussy lips, and as they parted, onto the treasures they normally protected. I used one slick hand to maul her nipples which were standing up, delighting in the sensations she was apparently experiencing.
She straddled my knees, and slowly sat down, her mound pressing against my cock which was almost painfully stiff, and now trapped between her belly and mine. She wriggled against it, then holding my arms, she leaned back to let the shower wash the gel off her boobs. When she straightened up again, she stuck a nipple right in my mouth. I took the hint, and chewed on it, sucking where, in a few months, our son or daughter would be getting their nutrition from.
Jo loved it, squealing with pleasure and bouncing up and down on my lap. She grabbed my cock and was rubbing the shaft, pausing occasionally to give the sensitive head a bit of extra stimulation. I was going to shoot very soon, but as she was already pregnant, it didn't really matter whether my seed went inside her or somewhere else.
"I'm going to cum," I warned her.
"Good," she said with what seemed like a very cool and calm look in her eye, which I wasn't expecting, since I had thought she would be in the throes of ecstasy like I was.
She stood up, moved closer and aimed my cock at her opening. In a moment, she sat down and began to bounce on my spike, grunting with the effort, but in a happy sort of way.
"I shouldn't be fucking you," I said between pants.
"You're not, Uncle Dan," she said without pausing in her efforts, "I'm fucking you."
"But it's incest!" I said.
At which point, my balls emptied themselves deep into the girl's baby tube. As she felt the injection of seed hit her vaginal walls, she went into spasm, her internal muscles cramping around my spurting cock while she sat down hard on it.
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