Mandate 22
Copyright© 2021 by Miss Adventurous
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - EXPLOIT YOUR DAUGHTERS! The world has changed. The 60s sexual revolution was nothing compared to the open sexual culture now running rampant. One man, with strong desires for his daughters, visits an open-minded neighbor, who explains how Mandate 22 is a bonanza for fathers to exploit their daughters, while fulfilling the new, national decree and their paternal obligation toward their daughter's sexual education.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft mt/Fa Coercion Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction School Incest Mother Son Father Daughter Group Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
“Ah, well my Cate is a different story,” I sighed. “She wants absolutely nothing to do with sex and fulfilling her body’s purpose. She’s perfectly happy to wait the two and a half years until she turns twenty one before the Mandate forces the issue. I’m hoping that if I break her in, she’ll take to it easier.”
Rick nodded thoughtfully.
“Sounds like my Wendy, a real nervous and reluctant filly. She turned eighteen and I popped her that same morning. Squealed like a pig the whole time and cried for her Momma but at the end of the day, it’s not up to her.”
“If I remember correctly that was what, two months ago? Me and the family came over for brunch to celebrate,” Gavin recalled.
“Yes, quite the scene if I remember it right. You had just walked in when I stuck my cock in her for the first time and got to hear the victory scream first hand,” he chuckled. Gavin laughed with him, remembering it well.
“I’d never heard you cum so hard,” Gavin said, still laughing.
“Ah yes, tightest twat I’ve ever had my Wendy has,” Rick said proudly.
“Oh yeah?” Gavin said, rubbing a hand over his crotch as Rick preened, eager to show off his daughter.
“Fuck yes. She didn’t love it the first month, hell she still doesn’t, but now she spreads her legs like a good girl for me when I tell her to. She’s definitely learning.”
“What do your lessons look like with them? These days it feels like they have so little time before they’re married and under someone else’s care.”
“Yes, Mandate 22 is pretty strict. At most you have one year if you wait for the formal twenty-first birthday, four if you pop them ‘early’ at eighteen. If you don’t get them bred in that timeframe then they’re off and free to choose another mate. If they aren’t handled correctly, you can seriously set them back years of positively contributing to society.”
“When Marsha’s father selected me to be her bull I was honored but it was immense pressure to knock her up in that first year. She took quickly thankfully, but that pregnancy and the next were difficult on her body and she’s been unable to be bred since.”
“A shame really, I recall her puss was exceptional,” Rick said kindly.
“Oh yes, still is,” Gavin winked. “All the more reason why I want to feel what Veronica and Cate have between their thighs.”
“Mmm nothing better my friend, nothing better!” Rick agreed. “It’s one of the reasons why I kept Amelia barefoot and pregnant for the first six years of our mating. When the two boys came first I was only mildly disappointed, but as they came of age and I saw how they did in fact have the family jewels, I was all the more happy for my wife. As you saw earlier, she takes great pride in making sure they’re satisfied.”
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